Adva ˙ᵕ˙

Horses make me a little bit anxious. But I adore kelpies!

Pretty, melimelum! (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ

I like the ones that sit on tree trunks in Animal Crossing! (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ

Caitá… you are such a klutz.

♡

All of them?

What are you doing in there? ₍ᐢ. ̫.ᐢ₎

Could they smell like ants if they are eating lots of ants? >∧<

They are gross. I’ve learnt to like most bugs but ants will never be in my good graces! >∧<

Not spiders?

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Something smells like ants.

No! c:

That is a strange way of asking for a kiss.

I love her. Is this Athalia?

I would love to know. 🩵

//Neveda is so fun too! I hope I can be more active. ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

I'm either the dumbest smart person you know or the smartest dumb person you know

A cloudy sky is bright orange from the setting sun.

If in this life
we never meet
I hope to see you
in the next

// I’ll be more subtle next time.

//

//I will start using this account, by popular demand. (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ

*A bubbling stream of warmth floods their veins, a bright laugh breaking past pale blue lips.*

Mon amour, you flatter me! I think you are cool, also.

*Glittering irises of blue shift back to the laptop screen, a curious hum coming from their throat.*

Who is this?

Mon amour, I spend my days in the water. I am not cold.

*The finger atop Caitá’s nose shifts to her cheek, giving the soft, rosy flesh an affectionate squeeze.*

I am glad you invited me to your home holiday. Le monde souterrain sait, I have never camped before.

You have a foul mouth, melimelum.

*With a raised brow, they look down their nose somewhat haughtily to Caitá. A clawed fingertip stretches out to tap gently against her the tip of her nose.*

I will allow it once. No more cuss words. But… I will look for this Sauron, if you say so. Is he human?

*With a slow, almost reptilian blink of both eyes, a toothy smile stretched across their features to match Caitá’s own.*

Hot Gandalf? You are telling me he is not hot as an old man?

*With a quiet tutting sound, they shake their head slowly.*

Blasphème. You of all people enjoy old men. La joue!

Ah, oui, that is making more sense. I was thinking maybe had gone a little crazy.

*Snuggling deep into the inflatable mattress, they press their thigh against Caitá’s, unfurling their tail to entwine comfortably about her waist.*

This is sounding much more your style. From the start?

Je suis désolé, I simply could not wait any longer.

*Curling their tail around their thigh, they lower themselves into a squat, crawling into the nest Caitá had made for herself.*

We are watching The Ring? That is odd. It is so dark.

*They murmur over their shoulder as they zip up the tent.*

Bonjour, my little Hobbit. Bouger un peu?

*Bending at the waist, bright sparkling blue meeting @suorcaita.bsky.social’s familiar emerald they so adore. A picture perfect little tent decorated the garden, bringing a small amused smile to their blue tinged skin.*

You called, mon amour?

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OHHHHH WON’T YOU GIVE IT JUST A CHANCE YOU’LL NEVER 🗣️ GET AWAY 🗣️ FROM THE SOUND 🗣️ OF THE WOMAN THE LOVES YOU 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🔊🔊🔊🔊

Just a little bite then?