jumpingjacktrash:

[i could just write moirail cuddles all day. i really could.]

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T Minus 11 Days And Counting

EB: but it looks so ridiculous!
CG: No. I forbid it with all the forbiddingness of the bossy jerk you know I am.
EB: haha, well i guess i feel totally obedient now. not!
CG: I’m serious, though. Please don’t.
EB: it’ll look so much better, i promise. jade is surprisingly good at cutting hair for someone who barely trims her own.
CG: No. Not before I get my hands in it.
EB: … wow.
EB: okay. i’m convinced. the hair stays.
EB: gosh, i’m blushing so hard just thinking about that.
EB: and i want to retaliate but i don’t know what gets you. i’m pretty sure dave was messing with me when he said touching your horns would be like grabbing your junk.
CG: Every day is opposite day in Striderland, yes. They’re not sex toys. They detect vibration and psi and magnetism and so forth.
EB: wow, handy!
EB: so what do they feel like?
EB: are they warm?
EB: are they hard or soft?
EB: are they sensitive at all? like ears?
EB: what would you do if i licked one?
CG: Oh my God, Egbert, stop. This is a public terminal I’m using.
EB: ooh, did i make you squirm? so cute!
CG: I do not squirm. I am a mighty pillar of calm dignity.
EB: speaking of mighty pillars…
CG: EGBERT NO OH MY GOD
EB: haha, i wish i could see your face right now.
CG: You really don’t.
CG: Well, you probably do, but only because you’re crazy.
EB: crazy for you. <3
CG: The insanity is mutual. <3

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