Bluudud

*He smiles, his breathing still heavy* I know. I couldn't help myself. You're just so cute and sexy, C00lkidd.

*The three of you are inside the house — Pretty Princess and Bluudude locked in an intense Mario Kart match, laughter echoing through the room. You sit between Bluudude’s legs, sketching in your notebook as his arm rests loosely over your shoulder. His demon tail is lazily wrapped around yours, the faint blue glow pulsing in rhythm* “You’re getting better” *he murmurs, eyes still on the screen. Pretty Princess grins* “Focus, Dylan I’m about to pass you!”

*lazily stretches before carrying on my sketch,my tail coiling his like Saturn's ring*

*His gaze lingers on the page, the curve of your tail against his, the soft scratch of the pencil* "What's it going to be this time?" *he asks, watching your hand move with a curious expression*

Im serious, blueberry

*freezes* Say that again.

Blueberry?

*just smiles*and what will you do about that? you bottle it up and save it til next time

*Sofia leans in, squinting at the paper* I mean, the colors are... unique? *clears throat* And the shapes are very... shapes-like.

*i have a huge bruise on my arm and im bleeding*

*Bluudude's face turns pale as he rushes over to you. He kneels down next to you, taking off his jacket and pressing it against the wound.*

*He notices Riley, who's sitting on the edge of the roof, staring into the distance*

*He raises an eyebrow and walks over, sitting down beside her*

oh, hey, Dylan!