
((SO WE’RE WATCHING COOL AS ICE AND))

((SO WE’RE WATCHING COOL AS ICE AND))
mostly umbritis’s fanapaces(maybe requests?)
but ye in a fanapace mood, let’s do this

> You smirk at him a bit and roll back over, resuming your lazy obese alligator paddle downstream.See, told you it was nice.
> You chuckle, splashing at him.
yeah, i guess.
> You duck under, then come back up and spit water at him.
> You are a mature individual.
> You scrunch your face up when the water hits you, despite kind of laughing and splashing more.
gross.
It’s water from a river, I don’t think my mouth germs are going to make much difference.
> You dive back down and swim under him, using the rocks along the bottom to pull yourself down the river.
i dunno. i bet your mouth germs are pretty nasty.
> You simply watch him, the water mixing within your shoes and causing you to limp on your left despite being in the water. Try swimming, you dumbass.
> You smirk at him a bit and roll back over, resuming your lazy obese alligator paddle downstream.See, told you it was nice.
> You chuckle, splashing at him.
yeah, i guess.
> You duck under, then come back up and spit water at him.
> You are a mature individual.
> You scrunch your face up when the water hits you, despite kind of laughing and splashing more.
gross.
> You let out a shrieky sort of cackle and bite down harder, though not quite hard enough to draw blood, and growl at him.
> You’re extremely glad for your hard carapace hiding the heat in your face, staring up at him with tearing up wide eyes.
> And then you kiss him. Really rough, really angry, like a wasp.
> Oh.
> Oh godhead.
> You can’t handle that. You’ve never been kissed before. How does this work? What are you supposed to do?
> You close your eyes, hesitantly clutching at the fabric on his chest with a weak attempt to kiss him back and hope for the best.
> Truth be told, you’ve never been kissed before either, but you’re not about to let that stop you. You have never in your life even come close to anything vaguely resembling a romantic relationship, your quadrants were emptier than the fucking lifeless desert itself.
> You growl and bite at his lip.
> Your own quadrants were empty as well, moreso because of your own carelessness atop the reputation you were given before being exiled. Though you think you’re quite a bit younger than this guy, so you wouldn’t know about going so long with an empty quadrant.
> But oh, it definitely felt good. Your hands let go of the cloth on him, wrapping around behind him and pulling him against you. You give up on maybe growling back when the only sound you manage sounds more akin to a small puppy whimpering, though with your teeth you’ll eagerly bite back.
> After rummaging around in a storage area for a bit, you return to him with a small oil can. You motion towards his foot, your gaze shifting from him, to the oil can, to his foot and back again.
> He grabs your attention when he comes back,an oil can in hand. You give him a wide smile, once again showing off your lovely array of teeth as you take the can.
thanks, man.
> You plop down in the sand, holding your artificial foot up as to not get any inside the crevices, and carefully drip oil accordingly to its joints. You give it a few test movements before being happy with the results, sliding your shoe back on and handing the can back to CE.
(Source: apocryphalruffian)
apocryphalruffian started following you
Hello, small dark and purple-text-on-a-grey-background.
clever.
sup.
> You let out a shrieky sort of cackle and bite down harder, though not quite hard enough to draw blood, and growl at him.
> You’re extremely glad for your hard carapace hiding the heat in your face, staring up at him with tearing up wide eyes.
> And then you kiss him. Really rough, really angry, like a wasp.
> Oh.
> Oh godhead.
> You can’t handle that. You’ve never been kissed before. How does this work? What are you supposed to do?
> You close your eyes, hesitantly clutching at the fabric on his chest with a weak attempt to kiss him back and hope for the best.