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{+}// I’m gonna try to get my muse back for Wing here, but I’ll primarily reside over on my OC blog. She’s a very chill character, and naive. 

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Read more about your Zodiac sign

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Chalk Piplup by Hakamorra

{+}// I drew with chalk and I’m happy with how it turned out. |D

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{+}// I feel like someone hacked into my blog and deleted posts, maybe some other stuff, so yeah... If anything was said or whatever recently it wasn’t me. 

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I want to go home, I say. And he says this is your home. That is your bed, and that is your desk, and that is your family. No, I plead, this isn’t a home, there has to be more. And he says no, this despair is your home, this loss, this sadness, this hate, this is all you have. This is home.

g.l // And I Am Home

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|0|      How long had it been? A month, more? He was somewhere yet also nowhere. “The Void.”; so-to-speak. Truthfully he had no idea. Asleep? In a coma? No need to dwell on it at the moment. Mazikeen needed to be tended to and the only way Wing knew how; wrapping his arms around the other’s waist and pulling him close. “It was sudden even for me, I apologize.” 

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{+}// Humanity sickens me. I pray to God these people right their wrongs before karma comes to bite them on the butt.

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AND DONE!

But only for now! I will come back to this after I complete my FINAGLC comic!

Previous pages

First page!

Thank you for all the support!

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{+}// I wanna get rid of this art block, sooo, I’ma take some doodle requests.         Hop into my askbox and name one character from DBZ, Undertale, and FNaF you’d like for me to doodle for ya. Anyone can ask. We don’t have to be mutuals.~

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No snarky comeback? No further advances? Wing was shocked by this but relieved. Last thing he wanted was for another argument to arise. He held the other closer, hugging him with a momentary squeeze before relaxing to as he were. Wing returned the nuzzling then gave Mazikeen's forehead a kiss. | "You're mine. And no matter what, I'll be here. For you and Chara both." |

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Taking a seat on the sofa in his living room he began to nuzzle his friend affectionately, throat starting to rumble with his own purring. | “I know you want more but,” | He lifted his head, wearing a tender smile. | “This right here. Holding you, having you close to me, is all I desire. Being more intimate with each other is special, yes, but I for one am satisfied with the little things. They’re a lot more meaningful.” |

He snorted at what Wing said, finding it amusing. Yet his actions aren’t matching up with his thoughts. Closing his socket, he nuzzled his counterpart, leaning into the warmth of Wing’s body. Every time he’s close to Wing, he could finally feel emotions! Something more than fear and anger. It’s odd, he never got a chance to test it out with other Gasters but he doesn’t care. Wing is the only one he needs in his life. 

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Taking a seat on the sofa in his living room he began to nuzzle his friend affectionately, throat starting to rumble with his own purring. | "I know you want more but," | He lifted his head, wearing a tender smile. | "This right here. Holding you, having you close to me, is all I desire. Being more intimate with each other is special, yes, but I for one am satisfied with the little things. They're a lot more meaningful." |

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Wing couldn’t help the chuckling laugh he made in response to Mazikeen’s expression. It was, dare he say, cute? Certainly not what he expected to ever witness. He moved in front of his friend, wrapping an arm around his waist, and takes hold of the others rear. | “Nothing there to grab.” |, he joked with a returning squeeze.

Heh, success! He starts to purr at the feel of Wing’s hands on him, looking at his twin with bedroom eyes. He’ll wrap his arms around Wing’s neck. “You sure? Why don’t you feel around to check?~” 

He shook his head, a smirk on his face being the leftover of his laughing. He’ll humor his friend, for now. That new look wasn’t exactly on his comfort zone though. | “You know it won’t go there. Yet you stay and keep trying. It’s– admirable. Odd. But admirable.” | Wing clasps both hands on Mazikeen’s rear and lifts him up.

Good thing he’s tad shorter than Wing. Being lifted by his ass alone, he’ll wrap his legs around his twin’s waist, purring at the contact. “You might change your mind one day.~” It’s unlikely but a monster can dream can’t he? 

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He shook his head, a smirk on his face being the leftover of his laughing. He'll humor his friend, for now. That new look wasn't exactly on his comfort zone though. | "You know it won't go there. Yet you stay and keep trying. It's-- admirable. Odd. But admirable." | Wing clasps both hands on Mazikeen's rear and lifts him up.

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Wing couldn’t help the chuckling laugh he made in response to Mazikeen’s expression. It was, dare he say, cute? Certainly not what he expected to ever witness. He moved in front of his friend, wrapping an arm around his waist, and takes hold of the others rear. | “Nothing there to grab.” |, he joked with a returning squeeze.

Heh, success! He starts to purr at the feel of Wing’s hands on him, looking at his twin with bedroom eyes. He’ll wrap his arms around Wing’s neck. “You sure? Why don’t you feel around to check?~” 

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Wing couldn't help the chuckling laugh he made in response to Mazikeen's expression. It was, dare he say, cute? Certainly not what he expected to ever witness. He moved in front of his friend, wrapping an arm around his waist, and takes hold of the others rear. | "Nothing there to grab." |, he joked with a returning squeeze.

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Tensing up his eyelights dart to the side, looking away from his twin in embarrassment. That which could be seen clearly by the light purple dust over his pale face. | “Okay, there. You can let go now.” |

Let go? Why? When he finally got a chance to feel his lovely bird up? He might never get a chance like this ever again! Scooting his body closer, his hand moves slightly to the side, feeling Wing’s thighs. How long can he do this before he latches on Wing’s crotch? “I don’t think so, love.~”

Wing’s hand lays over the one at his thigh, intertwining their fingers, and lifting them up to his waist. Better than down there. | “See if I’m nice enough to allow that again.” | He glared at his counterpart.

Awwww! He was having fun too! He pouted the best he could, puffing his cheeks out like how Chara usually does. “You’re no fun! How about I return the favor and you can feel me up?~” 

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Wing's hand lays over the one at his thigh, intertwining their fingers, and lifting them up to his waist. Better than down there. | "See if I'm nice enough to allow that again." | He glared at his counterpart.

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Tensing up his eyelights dart to the side, looking away from his twin in embarrassment. That which could be seen clearly by the light purple dust over his pale face. | “Okay, there. You can let go now.” |

Let go? Why? When he finally got a chance to feel his lovely bird up? He might never get a chance like this ever again! Scooting his body closer, his hand moves slightly to the side, feeling Wing’s thighs. How long can he do this before he latches on Wing’s crotch? “I don’t think so, love.~”

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Tensing up his eyelights dart to the side, looking away from his twin in embarrassment. That which could be seen clearly by the light purple dust over his pale face. | "Okay, there. You can let go now." |

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@redactedfont replied to your post: “There is not enough ASS, that’s what’s wrong”

“I don’t have much of a rear either, you know.”

“Just to be sure, m̦̽ĭ̥n̳͆d͔̀ if I have a feel?~”

He pinched the bridge of his nasal cavity and heaved a sigh. | “You know what? Sure. Have at it.” |

Lady luck is shining down on him tonight! Maze slides over to Wing, side by side. His hand reaches out to cope a feel of his counterpart’s rear. Getting a firm grip, squeezing that ass. He hums in satisfaction. 

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He pinched the bridge of his nasal cavity and heaved a sigh. | "You know what? Sure. Have at it." |

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“I don’t have much of a rear either, you know.”

“Just to be sure, m̦̽ĭ̥n̳͆d͔̀ if I have a feel?~”