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adandyinspace) wrote2017-03-31 08:28 pm
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Count on you to be a pervert so quick. You must really have been tired last time. You were actually kind of adorable instead.
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It doesn't help that his face jiggles every time she slaps it.]
Oh man, I sure love sleeping all the damn time~ If oooooonly there was a cute chick I could snooze with~
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Noooo, it was more like 'mmmm, I'm soo glad you're home, but I'm gonna fall asleep again without you aaaaanyway cos I'm a big sleepyhead.'
[She keeps squishing his cheeks while she mimics his voice, fairly accurately (for what her voice can reach, anyway) despite the goofy tirade.]
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[Dandy struggles to say through pressed cheeks and squeezed lips. Two can play at this game, and soon enough he's sandwiching Maya's cheeks in between his own webby hands, pressing just enough to make those adorable orca lips squish out.
They're both idiots.]
There wasn't a single "baby" in there at all, you're not even trying!!
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Ohhhh I'm sorry, baby, I forgot all about your cool catchphrase, baby, I was toooo busy being sleepy like a baby baby baby!
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Damn, look out!! We got ourselves the real deal over here.
[It's like there's two of him, something the world's probably always wanted.
He can only joke so long before he starts getting overwhelmed again, Dandy can't remember the last time he's laughed like this. Definitely not lately, what with all the shit that's went down in the last two months. It's been hard, aaaand he's already over it.
Purposely slipping his face back between her hands, Dandy pushes even further so he can gently rest his forehead against hers. The soft clicking emitting from deep in his throat can only be described as affectionate as he nuzzles against her like an animal. It's...kinda ruined by the obi still wrapped around his head, but the idea's still there.]
You have no idea how much I missed you...
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She is the winner. It is she. Maya's own laugh bubbles out with that same too-pleased-with-herself tone.
When he slips his face back between her hands she holds his cheeks all soft and sweet, and her smile somehow seems even more pleased when he nuzzles her. And then he speaks again, and Maya bites her lip. It's nice to hear she's been missed, but it kinda sucks, too, when she wasn't away doing anything, when there was no real reason for her to be gone.]
Well miss me no more, the magnificent Maya Fey is here again.
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Boy, that really takes the wind out of his sails for a tiny second. Nuzzling stops as he presses his face against her skull, his lips in sort of a mid kiss as he thinks that one over. As happy as he is to see her back, it kinda sucks that she has to be here. Maya managed to slip out twice, even if it didn't feel like time's passed, she still managed to dodge a lot of nasty shit.
And he knows it's not like that shit's gonna stop.]
I really hope this ain't my fault...
[Whoops, he's thinking out loud, but it's a feeling he can't shake now. Did the fog god bring her back because of...him? If they weren't a thing, would she have just ignored her for a different toy? This line of thinking isn't anything new, a part of him always worried shit was his fault, like how she conveniently became a mermaid too.
Guilt...guilt is fun.
He finally finishes up his smooch and rests his head against her like she's the world's hairiest pillow.]
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What? Of course not.
[Maya murmurs toward Dandy's collar. She's sure he can still hear him, even if he's conveniently not looking at her.]
You're not the fog god, you know! You didn't make me show up...
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That's exactly what he needed to hear.]
Hey, yeah...
[He clings to her hair, tightening his grip in the thick strands. It's like every second they continue to spend together, the more he's reminded why he fell for this girl in the first place.]
Heh, good thing I'm not, huh? I mean, gods don't get bodies and junk, I don't even wanna think how boring that's gotta be. No wonder she's such a crab ass.
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Yeah, I'm pretty glad, too.
I'm not in love with the fog god.
[Casually, simply, hidden like it's nothing. It's easier that way, isn't it? When she's looking right into his eyes and says stuff like that like it isn't hard for her to say. But she wants him to know, wants him to realise-- even if the fog brought her here because of him, she wouldn't be coming back if she didn't want to. Somehow.]
So I definitely don't want to be spending the night with her.