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Reblog if I can send you darker starters.

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Her returning the sentiment made him beam, if the bee boy could smile any wider he sure would be. "M057LY 1 WS4 JU57 R34LLY L0N3L7 4ND R34LLY 50RRY."

Oh her laugh. If anything it turned his giggle into a true laugh and he gave her a big smile. He bobbed his head in a nod, wanting to ask where she had been, wanting to promise he wouldn’t let them be separated easily again, but first he had to come up with a way to make it come out right. He didn’t want to mess up the words.

His smile! It melted her. Simple things she had missed. Simple things she saw in dreams, simple things that seemed so real in those visions, but were mere illusions. It was those simple things she was most grateful for now. She waited, sensing that he wanted to say something. 

It takes a moment, but he manages to make it. “1 P0RM153 1 WNO’7 L37 U5 G37 53P3R473D 4G41N.” Okay, he managed it mostly. But it was close enough and for that he was happy. Happy enough that he buzzed at her, still smiling. “YU0 W3R3N’7 HUR7 WH1L4 W3 W3R3 4P4R7, R1GH7?” His smile wavers, afraid if she did, but it steadies because he just can’t be upset while she’s there.

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It takes a moment, but he manages to make it. "1 P0RM153 1 WNO'7 L37 U5 G37 53P3R473D 4G41N." Okay, he managed it mostly. But it was close enough and for that he was happy. Happy enough that he buzzed at her, still smiling. "YU0 W3R3N'7 HUR7 WH1L4 W3 W3R3 4P4R7, R1GH7?" His smile wavers, afraid if she did, but it steadies because he just can't be upset while she's there.

“1m not s4d, tun4. 1m so h4ppy…” She broke off, sobbing into his shoulder, but she was smiling through those tears. “1 thought 1d n3v3r s33 you 4g41n..” She looked up and grinned right back at him. “1ts go1ng to b3 b3tt3r now, youll s33.” Her arms tightened around his wiry frame, and she planted a kiss on his visor. 

She was happy. She was happy! “Y35. 17’5 4LL G01NG 70 B33 4LR1GH7.” It certainly was, he giggled at the kiss to his visor, happy.

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")(-E)(-E, y-Eah. Nic-E to m-E-Et you." He's still snickering, but at least he's calming down now.

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Hey there. Names Dirk.

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"Dirk? )(a)(a)(a)(a, t)(at t)(oundt)( lik-E dick. I'm Mituna."

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Hey there. Names Dirk.

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((OOC: Fuchsia-Blooded Mituna Headcanons))

((Not adding this to his page of Headcanons because this is a temporary state, might add it later though.))

  Has two earfins on each side of his head instead of the normal one.

Helmetless

((Yeah that's it for the moment, we'll see where this goes.))

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M!A: Mituna is now fuchsia blooded for 10 Days.

"W417. WH47?"

It's with a puff of a grey and fuchsia cloud that the change commences, and Mituna comes staggering out of it in remarkably different clothing. Much more like this.*

 "I don't know w)(at th-E fuck you did but I'm not thur-E I lik-E it." He stares at himself and half heartedly tugs at the clothes, unsure he can last for ten days like this.

 ((*Image credits go to Everking, linked here.))

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For the loss of a halmet (open)

It didn't take long for the honeyblood's anger to subside to sadness. Cronus had his halmet. 'No you fuckhead, helmet. Helmet. Just because it comes out that way when you try to talk doesn't mean you have to think of it that way.' He beat at the sides of his head, hissing at himself. First some invisible force had forced him to kiss Cronus. A tongue kiss, the thought made him shudder at the memory and wipe his mouth aggressively. He couldn't get the taste of the seadweller's blood out of his mouth. Eww. And then the wader had taken his helmet!

  Which is why a helmetless Mituna was sitting on the ground - equally disgusted and upset from the recent events - and alternating between crying for the loss of his helmet and muttering curses at that stupid wader.

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don't lie mitty, you enjoyed it -grins, steals helmet- keepin this, see ya later captor -leaves-

Enjoyed it? Was Cronus out of his gillfucking mind? Hey, wait. No! "G1B3 7H47 B4CK YU0 G1LLFUCK34!" But he was too late. Cronus was already gone.

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i wvant the k

Cronus? Oh no. No no no no no. Mituna attempted to bolt when the dice came out, and his eyes went utterly huge when it landed on the number he’d desperately hoped against.

21: Then there’s tongue

"N0 N0 N0N N0."

No way. There was no force that was going to make him tongue kiss that asshole. No force. He ran.

Of course, he hadn't counted on virtually running into an invisible wall that had him rebounding off it and making him dizzy and his head to hurt. And he also hadn't counted on some invisible thing shoving him up against the seadwelling troll and forcing them into a sloppy French Kiss.

 Mituna struggled against the force, flailing and more than likely biting the ever loving shit out of Cronus's mouth until the force finally relinquished them (had it held them longer just to spite him? it might have). And once that was done he glared, hissed and spat. "G0 4W4Y."

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Send me 'I want the K' and I'll generate a number

1: Hot, Steamy kiss

2: Cheek Kiss

3: Nose Kiss

4: Forehead Kiss

5: Firm Kiss

6: Gentle Peck

7: Romantic Kiss

8: Eyelid Kiss

9: Jawline Kiss

10: Neck Kiss

11: Collarbone Kiss

12: Chest Kiss

13: Stomach Kiss

14: Kiss Along the Hips

15: Kiss in the Rain

16: Upside-Down Kiss

17: Goofy Kiss

18: Underwater Kiss

19: Forceful Kiss

20: Any of the Above

21: Then there’s tongue

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"Y34H, H3R. 1'M 50RRY. 1 GT0 TH3M M1X3D UP."

M!A: Cerulan 8lood for a week

I fucking hate every single one of you.

Fuck you all.

Fuck you anons.

Fuck you everyone who’s not my friend. 

Fuck you Vriska. 

8loody hell…

Wait, who the fuck even uses that!?

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Oh her laugh. If anything it turned his giggle into a true laugh and he gave her a big smile. He bobbed his head in a nod, wanting to ask where she had been, wanting to promise he wouldn't let them be separated easily again, but first he had to come up with a way to make it come out right. He didn't want to mess up the words.

“1m not s4d, tun4. 1m so h4ppy…” She broke off, sobbing into his shoulder, but she was smiling through those tears. “1 thought 1d n3v3r s33 you 4g41n..” She looked up and grinned right back at him. “1ts go1ng to b3 b3tt3r now, youll s33.” Her arms tightened around his wiry frame, and she planted a kiss on his visor. 

She was happy. She was happy! “Y35. 17’5 4LL G01NG 70 B33 4LR1GH7.” It certainly was, he giggled at the kiss to his visor, happy.

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"1'M 45 MUCH 0F 4 8ULG35UCK3R 45 YU0 4R3 4 GRU8FLUCK3R"

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“W417. 4N07H3R M3?”

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"C3RUL34N BL00D? 7H47'5 L1K3 4R4D14 R1GH7?"

M!A: Cerulan 8lood for a week

I fucking hate every single one of you.

Fuck you all.

Fuck you anons.

Fuck you everyone who’s not my friend. 

Fuck you Vriska. 

8loody hell…

Wait, who the fuck even uses that!?

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"W417. 4N07H3R M3?"

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She was happy. She was happy! "Y35. 17'5 4LL G01NG 70 B33 4LR1GH7." It certainly was, he giggled at the kiss to his visor, happy.

“no. gog, no b4b3, 1t w4snt your3 f4ult.  1 couldnt bl4m3 you, c4nt bl4m3 you.” She bit back her tears, but it was getting harder to resist them. He was so innocent and that he blamed everything on himself was heart wrenching  At his tentative question, all barriers suddenly eroded. She lifted his chin with a finger. Tears made their way down her face, pouring into her mouth, dripping off her chin. “1 could n3v3r h4t3 you. n3v3r. 1 m34n, just now, h4v1ng you h3r3, 1s th3 b3st th1ng th4t could poss1bly h4pp3n to m3. 1 m1ss3d you so much.” She grimaced, all the pain flooding back for a moment. How long had it been? At least 5 sweeps. Her heart ached for so long, and now. The pain was melting away.

Oh no. No. He’d made her cry. Those tears were his fault too weren’t they? His own were building anew, gathering in the corners of eyes hidden under the visor of that helmet. “D0N’7 CRY 7UL1P! 1’M 50RRY!” He sniffled away at his own tears, lifting himself up on his toes so he could wipe her tears. Sure, there were yellow tracks on his face but that wasn’t important damnit. What was important were the tracks on hers. The tears that were his fault. ” PL3453 D0N’7 CRY.” His balance was off, he shouldn’t be on his toes like this and he knew it on some level but even the possibility of falling… well on one hand if he fell into her that was fine as long as she wasn’t hurt, but even if he fell the other way, it wasn’t as important as the tears. ”1 M1553D YU0 700.” Missed her so much. So many dreams of seeing her again and here she was and he was a mess.  ”1 M1553D YU0 4ND 1 7H0UGH7. 1 7H0UGH7…” thought that he’d either never see her again or that she’d hate him when he did. But both of those were wrong apparently, and the sweeps apart didn’t matter. Tulip was here, things were going to be okay. The ache in his chest was softening and now he was giving her the goofiest of big smiles and buzzing softly at her. He could be sad, he was used to that, but he was not going to make Tulip sad. Not ever again.