Little more than a haircut, Tony. I’m … male.
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iamthefirechild replied to your post: IRON CAT!
No, for the shipping. Jesus, Tony, ask a question and then forget what you asked? (Although I do love cats! SQUEE.)
Well, technically, I’m not the one asking questions, she is. I just happen to be the one answering them.
(Stop abusing the fourth wall, you dickbag.)
And pardon me if my mind didn’t immediately jump to shipping with my cat. It never quite occurred to me.
But kitties are precious! And lovable! AND, shipping doesn’t have to be about the sex.
Then please, enlighten me on the different types of shipping.
Tony, you need a fandom that is not yourself. Honestly. ‘Ship’ comes from ‘relationship’, and that can be any kind! Pets have a very dear and close relationship with their people! FriendSHIP, that’s a good ship. I like friendship ships. Like Johnlock.
No, for the shipping. Jesus, Tony, ask a question and then forget what you asked? (Although I do love cats! SQUEE.)
Well, technically, I’m not the one asking questions, she is. I just happen to be the one answering them.
(Stop abusing the fourth wall, you dickbag.)
And pardon me if my mind didn’t immediately jump to shipping with my cat. It never quite occurred to me.
But kitties are precious! And lovable! AND, shipping doesn’t have to be about the sex.
*slides around into his lap with a responsive hum of her own*
*settles his hands on her lower back, shifting to get more comfortable*
*slyly nibbles on his lower lip, arms locked around his neck*
*pokes his side* That is SO not what I meant. Although if you talk to Reed — NO. No, I am not going to encourage you to get into recursive time loops over a stupid greyface. Just, I don’t know, say you’re sorry and send flowers.
*snickers and scoots away from the poking finger* But what if I want to get into recursive time loops over other stupid things? Would that be okay, my lady?
Only if you take me with you! *shuts him up with a kiss*
*turns so the kiss is happening at less of an awkward angle, and hums contently*
*slides around into his lap with a responsive hum of her own*
*pokes his side* That is SO not what I meant. Although if you talk to Reed — NO. No, I am not going to encourage you to get into recursive time loops over a stupid greyface. Just, I don’t know, say you’re sorry and send flowers.
*snickers and scoots away from the poking finger* But what if I want to get into recursive time loops over other stupid things? Would that be okay, my lady?
Only if you take me with you! *shuts him up with a kiss*
*kisses the top of his ear* Yes you are. Being an ass is about as familiar to you as it is to me. *nuzzles the back of his ear* Come on, luv, give it up. We all know the grey magic floats around and isn’t kind.
*rolls his eyes but turns his head to properly face her finally* Yeah, but there’s a difference between my usual brand of assholery and…that. And before this, the only grey magic I’ve experienced gave me a verbal tic, and turned me into a rabbit.
*wraps arms around and hugs tight* Well, are you going to just sulk about it, or do something about it? ‘s the thought that counts, right?
Not much to do about it. Even I haven’t mastered retroactive activity. But still. *sits up finally, leaning on his elbows, with her still draped over him* I suppose I could stop moping on the table. I’ll ruin the finish.
*pokes his side* That is SO not what I meant. Although if you talk to Reed — NO. No, I am not going to encourage you to get into recursive time loops over a stupid greyface. Just, I don’t know, say you’re sorry and send flowers.
*kisses the top of his ear* Yes you are. Being an ass is about as familiar to you as it is to me. *nuzzles the back of his ear* Come on, luv, give it up. We all know the grey magic floats around and isn’t kind.
*rolls his eyes but turns his head to properly face her finally* Yeah, but there’s a difference between my usual brand of assholery and…that. And before this, the only grey magic I’ve experienced gave me a verbal tic, and turned me into a rabbit.
*wraps arms around and hugs tight* Well, are you going to just sulk about it, or do something about it? ‘s the thought that counts, right?
Greyfaces are dangerous things, man. *tugs on his hair a bit* You did say you were sorry.
*folds his arms to rest his chin on top of them* None of this makes me feel like less of an ass. *though he is marginally contented by the petting*
Pfft, Tony, don’t be absurd. *drapes herself over him* Poor baby. Shall I kiss it all better?
I am not being absurd. *only slightly huffy, really, but at the very least there is a smile somewhere in there trying to fight its way out* I guess you can if you really want to.
*kisses the top of his ear* Yes you are. Being an ass is about as familiar to you as it is to me. *nuzzles the back of his ear* Come on, luv, give it up. We all know the grey magic floats around and isn’t kind.
Greyfaces are dangerous things, man. *tugs on his hair a bit* You did say you were sorry.
*folds his arms to rest his chin on top of them* None of this makes me feel like less of an ass. *though he is marginally contented by the petting*
Pfft, Tony, don’t be absurd. *drapes herself over him* Poor baby. Shall I kiss it all better?