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@warren-w-iii
Blog announcement
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âSpoonâ anon is @warren-w-iii
"What is an X-man doing in my penthouse? At least the wings explain how you got in here; remind me to keep my windows locked. Can you let go of me now?"
Noooo
Im colddddd
"Well, I'm not, and I'm not a 'cuddler'." Norman attempts to push you off.
"Aren't the X-Men always dating each other? Can't you go hop into one of their beds?"
âI got in a fight with themâ
Warren tumbles to the floor but holds onto the covers, pulling them off
Norman sighs; he gets out of bed to grab a robe. As he ties the green bathrobe, he turns his attention back to Warren.
"Setting aside the trespassing, aren't there hundreds of X-Men and people who are actually pleasant compared to me? You're a handsome fellow; wouldn't Deadpool welcome you? Or anyone that isn't me?"
âExactly!â
Warren exclaims, barely listening
âIm handsome, youâre handsome. Whatâs the big dealâ
"The big deal is breaking and entering. " Norman sighs in exasperation; he is not caffeinated enough for this conversation. He has the sneaking suspicion this is going to be his entire day off. "I'm making coffee; do not follow me to the kitchen."
âIf you donât want me following, then just stay here, Mr handsomeâ
*warren says, trying to strike a pose from the rumpled blankets*
âPlus no one said I did any breaking. Just the entering partâ
"Do not flirt with me. I do not need the PR scandal." Norman crosses his arms over his chest, annoyed. "Okay, good you didn't break a window, but it's still trespassing!" Norman turns and exits the bedroom, hoping Warren gets the hint to leave as he starts making coffee in his large kitchen.
Warren does not get the hint, instead stumbling out to the kitchen with you
âWant me to cook you breakfast or something? You seem tired for some reasonâ
Warren says facetiously ďżź
"Sure, why don't you help yourself to the contents of my refridgerator and make whatever you like?" Norman replies, his voice thick with sarcasm. He finishes making coffee and pours himself a cup.
âTsk. I can tell when Iâm unwantedâ
Warren announces as if heâs about to leave. Then he simply stands by the balcony door as if heâs waiting for you to object.
Norman sips his coffee, staring before turning around to sit at the kitchen table.
All he wants is to go back to bed and forget this ever happened.
Warren flies off after a minute
âSpoonâ anon is @warren-w-iii
"What is an X-man doing in my penthouse? At least the wings explain how you got in here; remind me to keep my windows locked. Can you let go of me now?"
Noooo
Im colddddd
"Well, I'm not, and I'm not a 'cuddler'." Norman attempts to push you off.
"Aren't the X-Men always dating each other? Can't you go hop into one of their beds?"
âI got in a fight with themâ
Warren tumbles to the floor but holds onto the covers, pulling them off
Norman sighs; he gets out of bed to grab a robe. As he ties the green bathrobe, he turns his attention back to Warren.
"Setting aside the trespassing, aren't there hundreds of X-Men and people who are actually pleasant compared to me? You're a handsome fellow; wouldn't Deadpool welcome you? Or anyone that isn't me?"
âExactly!â
Warren exclaims, barely listening
âIm handsome, youâre handsome. Whatâs the big dealâ
"The big deal is breaking and entering. " Norman sighs in exasperation; he is not caffeinated enough for this conversation. He has the sneaking suspicion this is going to be his entire day off. "I'm making coffee; do not follow me to the kitchen."
âIf you donât want me following, then just stay here, Mr handsomeâ
*warren says, trying to strike a pose from the rumpled blankets*
âPlus no one said I did any breaking. Just the entering partâ
"Do not flirt with me. I do not need the PR scandal." Norman crosses his arms over his chest, annoyed. "Okay, good you didn't break a window, but it's still trespassing!" Norman turns and exits the bedroom, hoping Warren gets the hint to leave as he starts making coffee in his large kitchen.
Warren does not get the hint, instead stumbling out to the kitchen with you
âWant me to cook you breakfast or something? You seem tired for some reasonâ
Warren says facetiously ďżź
"Sure, why don't you help yourself to the contents of my refridgerator and make whatever you like?" Norman replies, his voice thick with sarcasm. He finishes making coffee and pours himself a cup.
âTsk. I can tell when Iâm unwantedâ
Warren announces as if heâs about to leave. Then he simply stands by the balcony door as if heâs waiting for you to object.
âSpoonâ anon is @warren-w-iii
"What is an X-man doing in my penthouse? At least the wings explain how you got in here; remind me to keep my windows locked. Can you let go of me now?"
Noooo
Im colddddd
"Well, I'm not, and I'm not a 'cuddler'." Norman attempts to push you off.
"Aren't the X-Men always dating each other? Can't you go hop into one of their beds?"
âI got in a fight with themâ
Warren tumbles to the floor but holds onto the covers, pulling them off
Norman sighs; he gets out of bed to grab a robe. As he ties the green bathrobe, he turns his attention back to Warren.
"Setting aside the trespassing, aren't there hundreds of X-Men and people who are actually pleasant compared to me? You're a handsome fellow; wouldn't Deadpool welcome you? Or anyone that isn't me?"
âExactly!â
Warren exclaims, barely listening
âIm handsome, youâre handsome. Whatâs the big dealâ
"The big deal is breaking and entering. " Norman sighs in exasperation; he is not caffeinated enough for this conversation. He has the sneaking suspicion this is going to be his entire day off. "I'm making coffee; do not follow me to the kitchen."
âIf you donât want me following, then just stay here, Mr handsomeâ
*warren says, trying to strike a pose from the rumpled blankets*
âPlus no one said I did any breaking. Just the entering partâ
"Do not flirt with me. I do not need the PR scandal." Norman crosses his arms over his chest, annoyed. "Okay, good you didn't break a window, but it's still trespassing!" Norman turns and exits the bedroom, hoping Warren gets the hint to leave as he starts making coffee in his large kitchen.
Warren does not get the hint, instead stumbling out to the kitchen with you
âWant me to cook you breakfast or something? You seem tired for some reasonâ
Warren says facetiously ďżź

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âSpoonâ anon is @warren-w-iii
"What is an X-man doing in my penthouse? At least the wings explain how you got in here; remind me to keep my windows locked. Can you let go of me now?"
Noooo
Im colddddd
"Well, I'm not, and I'm not a 'cuddler'." Norman attempts to push you off.
"Aren't the X-Men always dating each other? Can't you go hop into one of their beds?"
âI got in a fight with themâ
Warren tumbles to the floor but holds onto the covers, pulling them off
Norman sighs; he gets out of bed to grab a robe. As he ties the green bathrobe, he turns his attention back to Warren.
"Setting aside the trespassing, aren't there hundreds of X-Men and people who are actually pleasant compared to me? You're a handsome fellow; wouldn't Deadpool welcome you? Or anyone that isn't me?"
âExactly!â
Warren exclaims, barely listening
âIm handsome, youâre handsome. Whatâs the big dealâ
"The big deal is breaking and entering. " Norman sighs in exasperation; he is not caffeinated enough for this conversation. He has the sneaking suspicion this is going to be his entire day off. "I'm making coffee; do not follow me to the kitchen."
âIf you donât want me following, then just stay here, Mr handsomeâ
*warren says, trying to strike a pose from the rumpled blankets*
âPlus no one said I did any breaking. Just the entering partâ
âSpoonâ anon is @warren-w-iii
"What is an X-man doing in my penthouse? At least the wings explain how you got in here; remind me to keep my windows locked. Can you let go of me now?"
Noooo
Im colddddd
"Well, I'm not, and I'm not a 'cuddler'." Norman attempts to push you off.
"Aren't the X-Men always dating each other? Can't you go hop into one of their beds?"
âI got in a fight with themâ
Warren tumbles to the floor but holds onto the covers, pulling them off
Norman sighs; he gets out of bed to grab a robe. As he ties the green bathrobe, he turns his attention back to Warren.
"Setting aside the trespassing, aren't there hundreds of X-Men and people who are actually pleasant compared to me? You're a handsome fellow; wouldn't Deadpool welcome you? Or anyone that isn't me?"
âExactly!â
Warren exclaims, barely listening
âIm handsome, youâre handsome. Whatâs the big dealâ
âSpoonâ anon is @warren-w-iii
"What is an X-man doing in my penthouse? At least the wings explain how you got in here; remind me to keep my windows locked. Can you let go of me now?"
Noooo
Im colddddd
"Well, I'm not, and I'm not a 'cuddler'." Norman attempts to push you off.
"Aren't the X-Men always dating each other? Can't you go hop into one of their beds?"
âI got in a fight with themâ
Warren tumbles to the floor but holds onto the covers, pulling them off
âSpoonâ anon is @warren-w-iii
"What is an X-man doing in my penthouse? At least the wings explain how you got in here; remind me to keep my windows locked. Can you let go of me now?"
Noooo
Im colddddd
*in the distant snow arises a speck. As it gets closer, and closer, and closer, it appears to be a half-frozen Warren. As he ascends the clouds, he stalls at the peak, then angles down and soars with unprecedented speed down to you, tackling you into your own ice before grabbing your ear*
âBobby! Youâre coming home with me before you kill yourself!â
The sudden tackle and grab of his ear catches Bobby off guard, causing him to stumble back and nearly lose his footing on the icy ground. Warren's sudden appearance and aggressive approach leave Bobby momentarily stunned and disoriented. His eyes narrow, ice cracking audibly under his feet as anger flares.
"Hurt myself?" he scoffs, yanking his ear free with a sharp wince. "I was fixing something, Warren. Something bigger than your insecurity."
âNo youâre not! Youâre just using your powers as much as you can and itâs gonna kill you! Now get in the blackbird!â
Warren doesnât back off as he grabs you again and starts flapping his wings to pull you harder.
âYouâre going home whether you want to or I have to drag your unconscious body onto the shipâ
"Iâm not a child, Warren! Stop treating me like one!" Bobby snaps, his temper flaring hot despite the freezing temperatures surrounding them. The moment Warrenâs wings flap to drag him, Bobby reacts immediately.
A sudden, blinding surge of cold explodes outward, coating Warrenâs wings in a thick, heavy layer of rime and frost instantly to ground him.
*he lets go of you, his wings freezing with a sickening crackle as he struggles to break it*
âYouâve done it now, Bobbyâ
*he grabs you and yanks you forward into a right cross*
The punch connects hard, snapping Bobby's head to the side with a sickening crack that echoes across the frozen plains.
The impact sends him sprawling backward onto the ice, lip splitting instantly and blood staining the pristine white snow beneath him.
For a split second, his vision whites out, before his pained gaze finds Warren.
"...The hell...?"
*Warren himself seems to be pained by what he just did. But he grits his teeth and hardens his resolve, lifting his fists into a boxing stance*
âGet on that ship, or Iâll have to knock you out and drag you onto it. Neither of us want that, Bobbyâ
*Warrens wings are still frosted, but they crack a bit as he forces them behind him. Frosty tears prick at Warrenâs eyes*
Bobby wipes the blood from his split lip with the back of his hand, staring at the crimson stain against his pale skin. He sees the frosty tears in Warren's eyes, the forced stance, and the desperation radiating off his partner. It breaks his heart just as much as the punch that split his lip.
"....Knock me out?"
âPlease Bobby⌠just get back on the shipâ
*warren chokes out, shivering, cold, and desperate despite his actions*
âPlease. I canât let you die up hereâ
"So you'd rather kill me yourself?" Bobby shoots back, his voice raw. "Or beat me into submission? Real healthy, Warren." He slowly rises to his feet, keeping his distance.
"Ororo is already on her way. I'm not going anywhere with you."
Suddenly a wall of ice shoots up between them, cutting off Warren's view of him.
*warren flaps his wings but doubles over in pain, his wings cracking with the frost*
âAaahhh!â
*warren flaps harder, putting in as much effort as he can as his wings slow and stop. Then drop, numb and weak*
âBobby! Get back here!â
*warren walks around the wall, holding his chest due to the pain in his wings. He limps forward*
âIm not done with you yet!â
*he falls forward, barely catching himself through his exhausted stupor*
Something in Bobby wavers. The stubborn set of Warren's jaw, the way he forces himself up off the snow-covered ground one more time despite wings that are clearly stuck from the rime frost.
Bobby's ice wall shimmers, then falls away.
"Ororo's gonna kill you for flying in Arctic conditions with frostbitten wings, you know,"
He pauses, watching skyline for her "I'll tell her to take you home"
warren lies there, seething and shivering for a few minutes before ororo takes him home.

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*in the distant snow arises a speck. As it gets closer, and closer, and closer, it appears to be a half-frozen Warren. As he ascends the clouds, he stalls at the peak, then angles down and soars with unprecedented speed down to you, tackling you into your own ice before grabbing your ear*
âBobby! Youâre coming home with me before you kill yourself!â
The sudden tackle and grab of his ear catches Bobby off guard, causing him to stumble back and nearly lose his footing on the icy ground. Warren's sudden appearance and aggressive approach leave Bobby momentarily stunned and disoriented. His eyes narrow, ice cracking audibly under his feet as anger flares.
"Hurt myself?" he scoffs, yanking his ear free with a sharp wince. "I was fixing something, Warren. Something bigger than your insecurity."
âNo youâre not! Youâre just using your powers as much as you can and itâs gonna kill you! Now get in the blackbird!â
Warren doesnât back off as he grabs you again and starts flapping his wings to pull you harder.
âYouâre going home whether you want to or I have to drag your unconscious body onto the shipâ
"Iâm not a child, Warren! Stop treating me like one!" Bobby snaps, his temper flaring hot despite the freezing temperatures surrounding them. The moment Warrenâs wings flap to drag him, Bobby reacts immediately.
A sudden, blinding surge of cold explodes outward, coating Warrenâs wings in a thick, heavy layer of rime and frost instantly to ground him.
*he lets go of you, his wings freezing with a sickening crackle as he struggles to break it*
âYouâve done it now, Bobbyâ
*he grabs you and yanks you forward into a right cross*
The punch connects hard, snapping Bobby's head to the side with a sickening crack that echoes across the frozen plains.
The impact sends him sprawling backward onto the ice, lip splitting instantly and blood staining the pristine white snow beneath him.
For a split second, his vision whites out, before his pained gaze finds Warren.
"...The hell...?"
*Warren himself seems to be pained by what he just did. But he grits his teeth and hardens his resolve, lifting his fists into a boxing stance*
âGet on that ship, or Iâll have to knock you out and drag you onto it. Neither of us want that, Bobbyâ
*Warrens wings are still frosted, but they crack a bit as he forces them behind him. Frosty tears prick at Warrenâs eyes*
Bobby wipes the blood from his split lip with the back of his hand, staring at the crimson stain against his pale skin. He sees the frosty tears in Warren's eyes, the forced stance, and the desperation radiating off his partner. It breaks his heart just as much as the punch that split his lip.
"....Knock me out?"
âPlease Bobby⌠just get back on the shipâ
*warren chokes out, shivering, cold, and desperate despite his actions*
âPlease. I canât let you die up hereâ
"So you'd rather kill me yourself?" Bobby shoots back, his voice raw. "Or beat me into submission? Real healthy, Warren." He slowly rises to his feet, keeping his distance.
"Ororo is already on her way. I'm not going anywhere with you."
Suddenly a wall of ice shoots up between them, cutting off Warren's view of him.
*warren flaps his wings but doubles over in pain, his wings cracking with the frost*
âAaahhh!â
*warren flaps harder, putting in as much effort as he can as his wings slow and stop. Then drop, numb and weak*
âBobby! Get back here!â
*warren walks around the wall, holding his chest due to the pain in his wings. He limps forward*
âIm not done with you yet!â
*he falls forward, barely catching himself through his exhausted stupor*
*in the distant snow arises a speck. As it gets closer, and closer, and closer, it appears to be a half-frozen Warren. As he ascends the clouds, he stalls at the peak, then angles down and soars with unprecedented speed down to you, tackling you into your own ice before grabbing your ear*
âBobby! Youâre coming home with me before you kill yourself!â
The sudden tackle and grab of his ear catches Bobby off guard, causing him to stumble back and nearly lose his footing on the icy ground. Warren's sudden appearance and aggressive approach leave Bobby momentarily stunned and disoriented. His eyes narrow, ice cracking audibly under his feet as anger flares.
"Hurt myself?" he scoffs, yanking his ear free with a sharp wince. "I was fixing something, Warren. Something bigger than your insecurity."
âNo youâre not! Youâre just using your powers as much as you can and itâs gonna kill you! Now get in the blackbird!â
Warren doesnât back off as he grabs you again and starts flapping his wings to pull you harder.
âYouâre going home whether you want to or I have to drag your unconscious body onto the shipâ
"Iâm not a child, Warren! Stop treating me like one!" Bobby snaps, his temper flaring hot despite the freezing temperatures surrounding them. The moment Warrenâs wings flap to drag him, Bobby reacts immediately.
A sudden, blinding surge of cold explodes outward, coating Warrenâs wings in a thick, heavy layer of rime and frost instantly to ground him.
*he lets go of you, his wings freezing with a sickening crackle as he struggles to break it*
âYouâve done it now, Bobbyâ
*he grabs you and yanks you forward into a right cross*
The punch connects hard, snapping Bobby's head to the side with a sickening crack that echoes across the frozen plains.
The impact sends him sprawling backward onto the ice, lip splitting instantly and blood staining the pristine white snow beneath him.
For a split second, his vision whites out, before his pained gaze finds Warren.
"...The hell...?"
*Warren himself seems to be pained by what he just did. But he grits his teeth and hardens his resolve, lifting his fists into a boxing stance*
âGet on that ship, or Iâll have to knock you out and drag you onto it. Neither of us want that, Bobbyâ
*Warrens wings are still frosted, but they crack a bit as he forces them behind him. Frosty tears prick at Warrenâs eyes*
Bobby wipes the blood from his split lip with the back of his hand, staring at the crimson stain against his pale skin. He sees the frosty tears in Warren's eyes, the forced stance, and the desperation radiating off his partner. It breaks his heart just as much as the punch that split his lip.
"....Knock me out?"
âPlease Bobby⌠just get back on the shipâ
*warren chokes out, shivering, cold, and desperate despite his actions*
âPlease. I canât let you die up hereâ
*in the distant snow arises a speck. As it gets closer, and closer, and closer, it appears to be a half-frozen Warren. As he ascends the clouds, he stalls at the peak, then angles down and soars with unprecedented speed down to you, tackling you into your own ice before grabbing your ear*
âBobby! Youâre coming home with me before you kill yourself!â
The sudden tackle and grab of his ear catches Bobby off guard, causing him to stumble back and nearly lose his footing on the icy ground. Warren's sudden appearance and aggressive approach leave Bobby momentarily stunned and disoriented. His eyes narrow, ice cracking audibly under his feet as anger flares.
"Hurt myself?" he scoffs, yanking his ear free with a sharp wince. "I was fixing something, Warren. Something bigger than your insecurity."
âNo youâre not! Youâre just using your powers as much as you can and itâs gonna kill you! Now get in the blackbird!â
Warren doesnât back off as he grabs you again and starts flapping his wings to pull you harder.
âYouâre going home whether you want to or I have to drag your unconscious body onto the shipâ
"Iâm not a child, Warren! Stop treating me like one!" Bobby snaps, his temper flaring hot despite the freezing temperatures surrounding them. The moment Warrenâs wings flap to drag him, Bobby reacts immediately.
A sudden, blinding surge of cold explodes outward, coating Warrenâs wings in a thick, heavy layer of rime and frost instantly to ground him.
*he lets go of you, his wings freezing with a sickening crackle as he struggles to break it*
âYouâve done it now, Bobbyâ
*he grabs you and yanks you forward into a right cross*
The punch connects hard, snapping Bobby's head to the side with a sickening crack that echoes across the frozen plains.
The impact sends him sprawling backward onto the ice, lip splitting instantly and blood staining the pristine white snow beneath him.
For a split second, his vision whites out, before his pained gaze finds Warren.
"...The hell...?"
*Warren himself seems to be pained by what he just did. But he grits his teeth and hardens his resolve, lifting his fists into a boxing stance*
âGet on that ship, or Iâll have to knock you out and drag you onto it. Neither of us want that, Bobbyâ
*Warrens wings are still frosted, but they crack a bit as he forces them behind him. Frosty tears prick at Warrenâs eyes*
*in the distant snow arises a speck. As it gets closer, and closer, and closer, it appears to be a half-frozen Warren. As he ascends the clouds, he stalls at the peak, then angles down and soars with unprecedented speed down to you, tackling you into your own ice before grabbing your ear*
âBobby! Youâre coming home with me before you kill yourself!â
The sudden tackle and grab of his ear catches Bobby off guard, causing him to stumble back and nearly lose his footing on the icy ground. Warren's sudden appearance and aggressive approach leave Bobby momentarily stunned and disoriented. His eyes narrow, ice cracking audibly under his feet as anger flares.
"Hurt myself?" he scoffs, yanking his ear free with a sharp wince. "I was fixing something, Warren. Something bigger than your insecurity."
âNo youâre not! Youâre just using your powers as much as you can and itâs gonna kill you! Now get in the blackbird!â
Warren doesnât back off as he grabs you again and starts flapping his wings to pull you harder.
âYouâre going home whether you want to or I have to drag your unconscious body onto the shipâ
"Iâm not a child, Warren! Stop treating me like one!" Bobby snaps, his temper flaring hot despite the freezing temperatures surrounding them. The moment Warrenâs wings flap to drag him, Bobby reacts immediately.
A sudden, blinding surge of cold explodes outward, coating Warrenâs wings in a thick, heavy layer of rime and frost instantly to ground him.
*he lets go of you, his wings freezing with a sickening crackle as he struggles to break it*
âYouâve done it now, Bobbyâ
*he grabs you and yanks you forward into a right cross*
*in the distant snow arises a speck. As it gets closer, and closer, and closer, it appears to be a half-frozen Warren. As he ascends the clouds, he stalls at the peak, then angles down and soars with unprecedented speed down to you, tackling you into your own ice before grabbing your ear*
âBobby! Youâre coming home with me before you kill yourself!â
The sudden tackle and grab of his ear catches Bobby off guard, causing him to stumble back and nearly lose his footing on the icy ground. Warren's sudden appearance and aggressive approach leave Bobby momentarily stunned and disoriented. His eyes narrow, ice cracking audibly under his feet as anger flares.
"Hurt myself?" he scoffs, yanking his ear free with a sharp wince. "I was fixing something, Warren. Something bigger than your insecurity."
âNo youâre not! Youâre just using your powers as much as you can and itâs gonna kill you! Now get in the blackbird!â
Warren doesnât back off as he grabs you again and starts flapping his wings to pull you harder.
âYouâre going home whether you want to or I have to drag your unconscious body onto the shipâ

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No.
Absolutely not.
@justacoolboi
UhmmmmmâŚ. Gonna pretend this is your answer to if you wanted Burger King⌠đ
You know what this is about, Warren
If I pretend i donât, then I donât need to be sad.
Warren we still have things to work through, like your jealousy for one.
I'm not going to marry you.
I know. I was just gonna accept that and move on! Why is it such a big deal.
And Iâm not jealous. If you call being protective and caring âjealousâ maybe you should take a step back.
Either way, itâs late and we can discuss this tomorrow
I don't need your protection- you know I'm strong.
Maybe I should back off..
Maybe I should.
Iâll see you tomorrow. Goodnight.
No.
Absolutely not.
@justacoolboi
UhmmmmmâŚ. Gonna pretend this is your answer to if you wanted Burger King⌠đ
You know what this is about, Warren
If I pretend i donât, then I donât need to be sad.
Warren we still have things to work through, like your jealousy for one.
I'm not going to marry you.
I know. I was just gonna accept that and move on! Why is it such a big deal.
And Iâm not jealous. If you call being protective and caring âjealousâ maybe you should take a step back.
Either way, itâs late and we can discuss this tomorrow