Annie stood perfectly still, shuddering as she felt the slime go down the back of her head. This was easily the second most disgusting thing that had happened to her that week.
“A towel, please. It’s starting to tingle.”
“Tingling?! Lockheed go get a towel! …and a petri dish.”
“LOCKHEED!” The call is shrill and met with fluttering of wings as the dragon took off and she covered it up with a stifled cough. “In the mean time, Little Miss Muffet…uh…” Thinking on her feet the sleeve of her shirt slid over her hand as she clumsily dragged the fabric across the slime. “…Yea…good. There we go.”
i. This is a selective blog, meaning I only interact with mutuals. Please don’t be offended as it’s for the sake of my own sanity! ii. I’m very, very busy! If I can’t get to the reply right away I promise I have a good reason and I promise you I’ll get to it. v. I don’t typically do initial starters but I do have a tendency to make spontaneous starters if I feel like you’d be comfortable with me all up in your tag, so look out???
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i. Please don’t make me starters and asks about her engagement to Peter Quill. I won’t acknowledge it.
SHIPPING
i. I'm not looking for ships right now! Feel free to approach me for platonic relationships with Kitty though.
ICONS
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MUN
1. my name is rex I'm 20 I use they/them pronouns
