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imagelacyazlin replied to your post: You make some of the most adorable noises. *run…

She pauses a second then shifts closer, his cheek resting against her chest as she takes a little lick. “Well, doesn’t taste like the candy they resemble.” it was more like bone, only as well whatever flavors of what he washed with.

*CHIRP!*

*What came out of you next was the verbal equivalent of a keymash*

His reaction had her grinning huge, so, she did it again. A bit slower, and much more purposeful. Fingers stroking through his hair. 

Fequency

Lacy was hunting through old dusty horns being careful of bugs. 

“find anything?” Gamzee’s voice called out.

“Not a damn thing, WHY do you have so many god damn horns Gamzee?”

“liked them” he replied and went hunting.

She sighed and shook her head as she pushed some more stuff with her foot and watched the bugs scatter.

Gamzee had asked her to help him dig through his old hive, hunting for anything useful he could take to his new. 

As she pulled out vaguely useful items to set aside she blinked picking up a little device. 

It was small, with a band for the wrist and a disconnectable device shaped like a clown face.

She turned it around and found a button on it. “Huh…” she pressed it and heard a brief bit of static. Some little communication device then? She pressed the button “Hello, 49er, roger, 10-4” she just rattled off a whole bunch of silly radio calls. Mostly to see if there was another half in the hive that would echo. She could think of alot of fun she could have with Tav with one of these. 

So far nothing. So she sang a silly singing song “Good morning, starshine, the earth says hello!” 

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lacyazlin:

She reaches out and touches that thread. “I can say, that sometimes we have threads still in us to reach out to others.” she told him “if we let them. You don’t have to be locked up inside. You have alot to give someone.” she grins at him and gives him a hug. Just felt better to say something to someone. 

“We all do, I guess, until our dying day,” the tealblood smiles and hugs her back, eyes closing, a happier smile on his thin lips as he does so. “I just hope I find someone I can give it to. It is hard to search for the right person and even harder to find them.”

Grins all mischief. “Should I play matchmaker then?” sings a song from a human musical called ‘Fiddler on the roof” Batting her lashes at him like a silly little girl. 

OOC

Sorry dear readers, no smut tonight. LOL

This weekend I’m moving house. So my time online will be very sporadic at best. (a little time tomorrow night at least, and then likely most of sat and all of sunday definately not going to be around much. Hopefully back on monday or tuesday at the new place! And I should have pictures! We have named the house “Tardis” on account it’s way bigger than it appears from the outside. And the layout is a bit on the whimsical side. We have plans to put up road signs at the doorways “Narnia this way, to here, to there, Morodor, ect ect..” should be fun coming up with them!)

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