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THERE IS SO MUCH I NEED TO DO TODAY BUT THATS FINE.
I WILL JUST DO IT LATER
THIS WAS A LIE TO MYSELF AND I BELIEVED IT
Send ‘💋’ to kiss my muse on the neck.
– Or send ‘❤️’ for my muse to kiss your muses neck.
If we were dating I’d be your little blue slave sometimes, but the rest of the time I’d snuggle you while we watched movies, tease you about your eeeevil plans, play with the brainbots, hold you when things get rough, and take you out for a night on the town with no holowatch just so everyone can see how fucking sexy we would be together.
Despite his lingering anxieties about being blue in public, Syx had to let out a happy little sigh, “That sounds abe-soooo-lutely splendid.”
i have bad grade halpp
“I’m not sure how you’re expecting me to assist? Did… you want the school destroyed? I could certainly do that but in my personal experience that didn’t result in praise or the coveted shiny golden stickers.”
Can’t Get Enough
Bluebell’s brows knit at that thought, “Oh you? I mean she’s the same species I’m positive…” shifting up she looked between Sheldon and Wayne, “Wait… you’re not just the same species… fuuuuuuck that’s going to give me a headache,” she groaned and slumped down into the large man again, “I got a phone. It’s in my jacket, where ever that went.”
—
“Cocoa,” Sheldon announced, reappearing from the kitchen with three mugs, “And it would seem so, hun. There are versions of us throughout the city, but some blue people who aren’t as well. Hybrids too. But the standard for us is coming here after… well…” he cringed and sidestepped the thought, “Usually there’s one blue person, one minion, and one metronian,” he pointed at Wayne.
Handing out the cocoa, he cradled his and sunk down into the couch opposite from Bell, just barely not touching Wayne. He was trying very hard, and somewhat failing, at restraining his saltiness about not being on Wayne’s lap himself.
“Yeah it’s… It’s weird.” Wayne sighs and is about to get up and get Bluebell’s jacket for her when Sheldon came out with the cocoa.
Taking his with a thankful look at his lover, he takes a few sips before leaning forwards to place it on the coffee table and watching Sheldon.
He could sense his feelings and with one quick motion, picked him up and pulled Sheldon onto his lap, burying his face in his neck and giving a gentle whine.
Sheldon relaxed the moment he was back in Wayne’s arms were he belonged, melting into his man’s embrace. Threading his fingers through Wayne’s hair, he murmured, “I think your jacket was still in the bathroom.”
He didn’t really mean to kick Bell off the couch… but he was also very needy and the reassurances from his mate were necessary.
—
Chewing on her lip and feeling like she was intruding on the couple, Bell stood, “I’ll just go and… call Wyn…”
Clutching the cocoa cup close to her, she retreated to the bathroom for her jacket. Taking a sip of the chocolate she hummed in delight, shoulders relaxing ever so slightly. As good as Minion made.
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