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// NOW IT SLEEEEP!!

- Got plenty further ides for Alixon back story and started write it down for me to remember.
Thinking, Boy.. Folks will not(even more) wanna be around here knowing this =I But then I’ll remember, NO ONE will know and keeps happily to writing. lDD

-Other then that Its not much I succeeded in do for her MM OC story but I am still childishly exited over it. if time and energy I start sketching down ides tomorrow~

the-explosive-existence asked:

♗ (could not think the others would work right now l'D)

bruce-the-gerbil-batman:

the-explosive-existence:

bruce-the-gerbil-batman:

♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse’s lap.

"Uh, um, Alixon … ?" Bruce asked, finding the villain suddenly … sleeping on him. It was really good to see her, but … He … sort of … had hero duty tonight .. and … Huh. Or … or not. Any abrupt motions could make her explode stuff, or worse, wake up. Motionless, Bruce kept sitting on the couch, letting her sleep. Eventually, he dared to lean against the backrest, at least. She still slept. Good. He yawned. She was warm and sleepy people were making him sleepy, too … Well, even when he was a bad friend, he could at least be a good pillow, … right?

"Night, Al" he said, making an effort to cover her with a wing before he drifted off to sleep, as well.

WHAT IS THIS!? As soon as she woke up a couple hours later rested, finding herself sleeping on a dreaming Bruce she sneaked away without waking him, embarrassed and confused.

//Awww~<3<3 Probably she ended up there unaware teleportation but its still darn cute~ she miiiiss him and Pan.

It was not so much the warmth that went, but the lack of sounds that made Bruce open his eyes eventually. He still had to catch up on some sleep, therefore didn’t wake up right away. Did he just dream she was there? But he wouldn’t sleep alone. Besides … He fell on his side, on the spot Alixon lay just a minute ago. The sheets had been cold whenever Amelia left, but Alixon was warm. That in mind, he kept lying ike that for a while, until he got sick of it and went up, going to work some more before dawn.

// he misses her too. So sad… he doesn’t like to wake up alone. Good Zagam’s there and the kids keep him occupied, keep his mind off things at the moment. Teleportation is great, was what I thought x]

//;;;w;;;
it iiiis, felt like something she should do, good thing it was Bruce and not Pan or she might have gotten a violent hello, haha.
So glad Bruce have the kiddies at a moment like this, feels like he should get broke if not~

the-explosive-existence asked:

♗ (could not think the others would work right now l'D)

bruce-the-gerbil-batman:

♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse’s lap.

"Uh, um, Alixon … ?" Bruce asked, finding the villain suddenly … sleeping on him. It was really good to see her, but … He … sort of … had hero duty tonight .. and … Huh. Or … or not. Any abrupt motions could make her explode stuff, or worse, wake up. Motionless, Bruce kept sitting on the couch, letting her sleep. Eventually, he dared to lean against the backrest, at least. She still slept. Good. He yawned. She was warm and sleepy people were making him sleepy, too … Well, even when he was a bad friend, he could at least be a good pillow, … right?

"Night, Al" he said, making an effort to cover her with a wing before he drifted off to sleep, as well.

WHAT IS THIS!? As soon as she woke up a couple hours later rested, finding herself sleeping on a dreaming Bruce she sneaked away without waking him, embarrassed and confused.

//Awww~<3<3 Probably she ended up there unaware teleportation but its still darn cute~ she miiiiss him and Pan.

the-explosive-existence asked:

Brush her fingers all throe his before bushy hair that now lays in smooth strands smelling of sun roses and citrus oils, tending it was a nightmare but boy should it be fun when he woke and actually... at the time this was, interesting. Different from her own mates silky dream hair.

thoughtful-raven:

thoughtful-raven:

Huginn grunted, coming to in a bleary sort of way. He reached up and touched his hair, confused by the texture. It normally slipped between feathers and hair fluidly while he slept, but now it was just hair. Neatly combed at that.

He cracked an eyelid open and observed her for a moment. “Shall I consider dis an apology fer bruisin’ me ribs, then?”


"No, I do not." He sniffed haughtily at her, standing up and running a hand through his hair, undoing all her handiwork in one fell swoop. "Yer bein’ a right pain."

Gape.
"ah…!"
Startled level both hands over her mouth throe a trembling inhaling as if he done the most despicable move known to man. Whine.

dark-blue-mondays:


"Beautiful and proud," Harrison huffs, then begins grooming his tail. 

(( These are fucking perfect, just perfect.  I love the one on the right, such a sassy pretty kitty!  He’s so smug and good looking!!  

The one where he’s all puffy is from when Alixon was trying to put him in the water :P 

In the other one he is not amused.  Nope nope nope. 

Thank you these are awesome!!! ))

//You are very much welcome!! haha! maybe he should be a kitty fore-NO!
We need glasses around! ò3o
…But he was a very pretty, fun citty lDD

(Source: the-explosive-existence)

Trading are we?

dark-warrior:


"They are." He responded, glancing around after her, an absent minded smile on his lips. "One of the advantages of maintaining the outward appearance, you see?" He sent her a quick grin. "Aside from the nostalgia." 

Knight roll her eyes and laughs,
"Imagen, that dont work in the city. Hobos seek shelter wherever finding it" Adjusting the furr she gimps his way meeting his gaze, silently watching a moment, fixed on the smile wrinkle decorating his eyes briefly with flames playing over the globes.
"…." Gaze soften curiously. Walk over, putting her knee to the pillows and lean in, enough for lips to touch but she dosn’t. Allowing the tense moment to be. "Be still…" She order.

(Source: the-explosive-existence)

the-explosive-existence asked:

Can a blue alien dress up as another alien, prove it to me kid

blueontherise:

blueontherise:

image

"Depends on the alien."


Blue accepted the lollipop, arching his eyebrow in surprise. “This… lollipop isn’t going to explode, right?” he asked, ready to drop it in case he saw fire anywhere close. He still didn’t trust this woman too much, but mostly it was because he hadn’t got a chance to know her out of her villanous persona.

"Do you want them to explode?" She asks abruptly keeping cool leveling her browns, amused to the ide doing something like it yesterday but to an ice cream.

the-explosive-existence asked:

Brush her fingers all throe his before bushy hair that now lays in smooth strands smelling of sun roses and citrus oils, tending it was a nightmare but boy should it be fun when he woke and actually... at the time this was, interesting. Different from her own mates silky dream hair.

thoughtful-raven:

the-explosive-existence:

thoughtful-raven:

thoughtful-raven:

Huginn grunted, coming to in a bleary sort of way. He reached up and touched his hair, confused by the texture. It normally slipped between feathers and hair fluidly while he slept, but now it was just hair. Neatly combed at that.

He cracked an eyelid open and observed her for a moment. “Shall I consider dis an apology fer bruisin’ me ribs, then?”


"You’re rude." He returned tritely, sticking out his tongue and crossing his arms.

"…I think your searching for the word free spirited~"
Swiftly catch his tongue between her fingertips, grinning winning.
"A villain have a right to be rude, should not be surprised by it crow.
Or you get disappointed.”

"Hathapth!" Huginn sputtered, swatting her hands away from his tongue.

"Hmph." He glared at her crossly.

Tickled Alixon lean back hands hooked around her ankles.
"Did you say something?
you were a teeny bit unclear there. Ah, no matter.” Stretch her hand who got slapped, crude,crude man.
"You probably astonished by your new hairdo, do you need me to fix your tongue to?" Grin grow dervish.

lotuseaterdragora asked:

♖♡♘♔

♖: Having their hair washed by your muse
Motioning hands throe Dragos hair as he yield against her, from his roots out filling it with citrus oils she carefully had made from her greenhouse.
"baby?"
"…zzzZZ" The djinn wheeze, Alixon eyes narrow and nudge over his ears. "Iiiiiieh" Flowing up from the water, confused and flushed from the touch of his sore spot’s he look back. Pout.
Alixon smile genuinely tilting her head. “Suppose thats payback from before… So, come down again, your not done.”
They continues soon after a tickle fight.

♡: Accidentally falling asleep together
Bundled up together on the carpet in front of the TV after getting bored with all the shit on after the movie singin’ in the rain ended.

♘: Cuddling in a blanket fort
Baal coming home seeing his parents asleep he takes opportunity building a pillow castle around them, steal couple honey cookies and finally resolution him getting bored himself, picking the coziest blanket and lie down there with them.

The fort stay that way a couple days after the family attached to it.

♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes
@´///,//@ “waht!.ummm. your already home, umm.. welcome..” Glowing cheeks she flee out the tunic Drago had hanged aside ever sense he got new clothes. The tunic he arrived to the city with, delicately she puts it back and lock herself inside the bathroom until Drago the jerk take the way throe the wall, it became battering cuddle afternoon.

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