Moar shading >u>

<0< * waching you *

//inwardly crying as I correct your spelling error// *watching. uvu''

-v- .. II DON'T A-THK YOU TO DO TH-O. WHY NOT THIINK OF IIT A-TH A QUIIRK? MIITUNA'TH TH-URPOSSED TO MAKE LOT-TH OF TH-ELLIING ERROR-TH IIN HII-TH TYPIING.

(Yes, I know. And I cringe when I look at it. IT'S IN MY SOUL MOMO. I CAN'T STOP THIS FEELING. THIS- THIS NEED TO CORRECT OTHERS. IT'S EATING ME INSIDE. I'M BEING EATEN BY SPELLING ERRORS)

KRII-THKA. YOU ARE -HEEHEE- DIIAGNOSED WIITH GRAMMAR NAZZIIA.

9h, g9d! Is it critical? Will I die, d9ct9r? *n*;

TH-ADLY THERE II-TH NO CURE. YOU'LL LIIVE TO FIIX GRAMMAR FOR THE RE-THT OF YOUR IINTERNET LIIFE. ONLY TO FIIX THE TH-MALLEST OF ERRORS.

9h, s9 n9 change, 8asically?

* nods * Indeed

Dam. I was hoping may8e that this meant I would see everything spelled correctly from here on out even if it wasn't, 8ut I guess those unspecified deities up a8ove must really h8 me.

* pffts * MAYBE. THAT'TH WHY YOU HAVE GLA-THTH.

Hey! S9 d9 y9u! //Swipes them off of your face, stuffing them in my endless vacuum of a sweater// Y9u never needed these, anyways.

LYNA! BUT II NEED THO-THE - waves arms dramatically - * everything further than an 2 inches from self bluers, reaches for you, grabbing your sleeve *

//Hums thoughtfully, tapping chin// 8ut... y9ur eyes are pretty. S9, n9. //Smiles sinisterly and lets you hang on to the sleeve of my sweater pitifully//

* narrows eyes at you * leans face close to your to where both trolls cheeks are touching *

* noms on that said cheek * O:<B

//Yelps and bats at you weakly, attempting at getting you to stop// C-can y9u n9t?!

* hums a 'no', continues, making sure to leave a mark later * >0<

//Whines, squirming// This hurts, Momo! I don't think moirails are supposed to hurt each other...

* releases * -v-'

Got carried away.. Sorry.. * pets *

//Pouts, and looks at you with narrowed eyes, contemplating something; hesitates before nipping your shoulder and staying there// There! Revenge. Hmph >->

* cringes, accepting his fait * >.<

FAIIR II-TH FAIIR.. <-<'

( #AND-FAIR-IS-THAT-I-JUST-PUBLISHED-SOMETHING-AMAZING)

(( x'D ALRIGHT... ))

(Do you like it, though? I'm still experimenting with my style, and I like not having outlines, but... do you have any advice? You've been on Colors!3D a lot longer than I have.)

( could have an outline but delete it when finished? :p )

( don't always use black to begin a drawing and you could over lap things as you ad on to a layer?

(Overlap and add on to the layer?? I... what 6w9)

Out line but don't use the layer its on. Or outline but don't use black, use the darkest color you believe you'll be using for the pic.?

(Ahhh! Okay. I'll try that out ^u^)
//Still has teeth hooked in the crook of your shoulder//

( O: kay, if you need an ex.'s just say. )

* giving strange looks, does best in tring to prey you off * <_<

(I'm not even going to try and correct you... god da.mn qwq) //Stubbornly refuses to move from spot, and whacks you lightly on the head, careful to avoid your horns// Mmph-no.

( o3o finally accept it you nazzi )

* flinches, giving a cold glare * -_-'

* missing his line of sight, he grabs the Kriska, puttting a hand up her sweater, searching in the void for his glasses *

//Giggles, squirming as his fingers brush her belly softly, and it escalates into gasps for air and small screeches of delight//

* Believing the sweater was just about endless, two hands would be better than one in this search. As so, he stands beind Kriska, hooking the other arm around, running fingers over what could be her sides. Ignoring the loud squeals of laughter she was emitting. *

//Being the extremely ticklish little siht that she is, she starts to thrash her arms and shriek at a very high pitch, tears poking out the corners of her widened eyes, and she starts to shudder// S-S-STOP-P! M-M-OMO-OOO! H-HHHHHH-HOOLY F-F.--UCK!

NOPE. NOT TIILL II FIIND MY GLA-THTH-E-TH. * smirks mischievously, continues brushing her torso, giddy that he has not only reached a goal of 'pay back' but also finding a new weakness to poke and prod. Literally. *

//Kriska flails and then in a moment of clarity, shoves an arm up his jacket, too, patting his belly in a weak attempt to tickle him and/or get him off// SHH-SH-SHEEZ-ZUS!

* caught a bit off guard by her hands new placement, he straightens his poise, a newly formed idea popping in, he buzzes in her ear, removing one hand from the depts of the sweater, he laces the arm around her legs, getting a grip. The troll, stands up from cross legged postion, bring Kriska into a dangle, as she frails. *

//The buzzing in her ear calms her for a second, but then she's dangling in the air all of the sudden and she wobbles. daKriska cries out, completely shocked by the new development, and watches as her hands slips away from under his jacket mournfully. Her only chance to escape had been whisked away; she guffaws with laughter as he begins tickling her again, and grabs his hands, trying to get them to halt their torturous movements//

* As kriska grabs his hand, he has a bit of trouble to contuie because she is strong for a little figured trollian. He decides to hault his fun, swinging her up ward in to a what humans would call a 'Bridal' style of hold. Pffts at her cherried faced *

*Buzz-th*

//With a great intake of air as he stops his tickling, Kriska sticks her tongue out at him and looks to the side rejectively// Hmph! Y9u're never getting y9ur glasses 8ack n9w.

* chuckles * MHM. A-TH YOUR MORAIIL, AND NOT JU-THT ANY TROLL, II BELIIEVE II HAVE RIGHT-TH THAT OTHER-TH DON'T. TH-O II CAN DO MORE THAN TIICKLE YOU BLUE. CORRECT ME IIF II'M WRONG.

//Turning ghostly white, she gulps quietly and continues looking away, as if she isn't listening, thinking: 'He won't do anything that bad, right?'//

* narrows eyes into slits, knowing well he was right this time. Pokes her jaw line, seeing if she would advert her attention back to the matter of his glasses. When that doesn't work, the troll lick the side of Kriska's face, where his nubby teeth marks would be *

//Annoyed slightly, she grabs his tongue with swift movements and holds it gently between her fingers// Don't do that unless you plan on using it. //Sniffs haughtily, and lets go, wiping excess slobber on her sleeve//

* buzz-th * HMM... * with that taken to note, he changes his plans, but only by a little. The trollian retorts back * WHAT PURPP-THE WOULD II NEED IIT FOR AT THE MOMENT. NOTHING TH-EEM-TH MORE BEFIITTING THAN THII-TH. * presses face to hers, buzz-th *

//Kriska snorts, holding in a small smile as he buzzes teasingly against her cheeks, and lifts her head up, pulling away, trying to escape his face presses and tiny buzzes// This d9esn't seem 8enificial t9 y9ur cause in the least!

OH! BUT IT'TH! *buzz'th, follows hear motions, keeping cheeks pressed, while Kriska wasn't paying attention, he pulls a hand from the sweater void, pulling out the colored lenses *

//Finally gives into the face pressing, purring happily alongside his small buzzes, not noticing that he has gotten his glasses back intil his hand slips out from underneath her shirt and she can feel the smirk of triumph stretching his cheeks. Without ever stopping the affectionate nuzzling, she snaps her hand on top of his and grabs his wrist to prevent him from putting them on his face and whispers// Y9u're a slippery little 8astard...

(*until)

TH-HIT... * threatens to nub nibble on her hand * VRII-TH
KA, II WIILL DO 'THAT' IIF YOU DON'T LET ME HAVE MY LEN-THE-TH. * sits, setting her on his lap * II WIILL.

//Nips his nose, and taking the surprise as an advantage, takes his glasses and puts them over hers// Look at meeeeee, II'm Tharkat Vant9r, and II buzz a lot! Alth9, I'm a mega nerd wh9 looooooveth thmutty romcomth! OH-EM-GEE!

* wrinkles nose at the attack, hearing the impression of himself, being spot on as it was, somewhat humiliating as it was, he warns her once more * VRII-THKA, II A-THK THAT YOU HAND THEM OVER. II'T IS A BOTHER TO NOT TH-EE.

(Kriska* QwQ)
//Shakes her head, and stuffs the glasses in her 8ra after finishing up her preformance// Nah, I d9n't think s9. I'm just n9t feeling it TW9day... Hehe. //Snickers at her own pun//

( SORRY <:'D ) * grins ear to ear * REALLY NOW. DIIGGIING YOUR OWN GRAVE.. KNOW WHY?

//Smirks and crosses her arms, straightening her back so she's taller and more intimidating// N9, I d9n't kn9w. Why d9n't you inform me?

* latches him palms onto said bossoms. * II DIID WARN. AND THAT PUN. UGH. TH-O DUD. * gropes * II WAS BOUND TO DO THII-TH. MY EXACT PLANS. * nuzzles affectionatelly. *

II DO HOPE YOU LEARN II TH-EE NO BOUND-TH.

(//working on three pics at once and screams its your fault for one of them but i forgive you//)
//Flushes and stutters, not really certain why Momo has a grip on her chest, but the nuzzling feels nice and she starts to feel confused slightly// I-I d9n't see how this is punishment? 8ut, well, 9kay... //Shrugs and shoves a hand over his crotch// I guess we're both 8lind, then. Perhaps I need a new prescription?????? Hmm, I wonder.

( XD MULTI-TASKING A BIG NO. )

(DEFINITE NO. HOW ABOUT #NEVERAGAIN)

* hic-ups a gasps, his plan a major fail * TH-HIT.. NO. ALRIGHT ALRIGHT. MAYBE YOU DO.

PUNII-THHMENT. HELL. IIT WA-TH AN ATTEMPT. BUT WHAT YOU UP TOO? * not wantting to annoy her, he ceases the grope, but keeps them placed. *

9h, y9u kn9w. Just a little revenge. That's 9kay, right? //Raises an eyebrow, and when he stops groping, she stops, too, although her hand is still hovering over his pants zipper, prepared for taking action// Besides, you started it.

//Taps her double glasses teasingly with her other hand, grinning//

( ugh Qv- at least you're not drawing this xD )

* waits nervously to see her course of action, rest head on top of Kriska's head * o-o

(Um... //sweats nervously// >->'')

(//Slowly taps undo one thousand times// <-<'')

(Not at all ^u^'')

//Growls a little at the demeaning of her height, which is about the same as his, and huffs as she moves away from his crotch, gripping his horn// Well?

(You know, canon is that if you're close enough moirails, you don't do lemons, obviously, but you DO squeeze limes //Smiles bigly at you// <:'D)

( I know no lemon, x'D BUT WAIT, YOU ARE DRAWING? O: )

WOAH, WAIT W-WHAT! * graps her horns in stand still *

//Sighs loudly, feeling slightly impatient- her Vriska side wants to deck him in the face and start having pale sloppy makeouts already, but the Kankri side of her wants to make sure Momo's okay with doing this. She leans in and whispers// I saiiiiiid, WELL? D9 y9u want t9 d9 the thing or not?

//Grumbles to self// Y9u're s9 sl9w... Must 8e S9llux.

* releases the horns, pinching her cheeks * HMMMM, SORRY. CARE TO REPEAT THAT? I DIDN'T HEAR YOU OVER THE SOUNDS OF 'NAG'. -v-'

* regreting the choice, he makes it up by giving her horn a small lick * :p

//Pouts when he insults her, but when a soft wet muscle caresses her horn, she shivers with delight and tightens her already hard grip on his horn, then softens it before moving into stroking motions// Wh9's nagging n9w? //Purrs, both sides of her content with his decision//

(Do you want me to draw it? I started like an hour ago... >v>)

(( ...XD IF YOU ALREADY STARTED IT, FINISH IT? NO POINT IN WASTING GREAT ART ))

Nag - .. * lets out a relaxing sigh, ingulffing the nubby horn, purring along side. *

(Haha... 'great art'... Hahaha >u> you're funny)
//She continues stroking his horn, and then nabs at another one with her right hand, massaging one of his bi-horns, too. She practically melts into a puddled of derusaelp goo as he intakes her horn with his mouth, mo4ning softly// What'd I tell ya... n-nnag, nag, nag.

(//Continuous fangirling in the background//)

( XD YES AMAZING! o,o we no trouble for this?! ;D ) * Gives a low purr, sending vibrations to the horn, placing his other palm on Kriska's extended horn, stroking it's base *

(<XDD)
//Dragging his head down with her hold on his head accessories, she smashes their lips together and brushes his cheek lovingly, knowing that they probably wouldn't get to do this very often//

* in a blissful state, he kusses back, softly, loving the display of intimacy. Holds the trollian close *

//At his eager responses, her heart flutters in her ribcage excitedly and she returns to rubbing his other horn in vigorous motions. She straddles his lap, dominating the kiss with ease, and when they part for air, her face is a bright candy red and her eyes are glazed. She breathes in and out through little puffs of air, and nuzzles him// I'm s9 g9d da.mn.ed pale f9r y9u... fu.ck.

You th-ay that liike iit'th a bad thing. * plants little kisses on the others forehead. petting her head in the pause'd(?) moment. *

(*paused ^o^ no apostrophe)
It could 8e... f9r y9u, I mean. //Purrs as she is petted, receiving goosebumps as an aftereffect of such gentle actions to her person, and trails her fingers down his chest, unzipping his yellow jacket and revealing a simple t-shirt underneath. Encouraged for further progress when he does nothing but buzz contentedly, she slips it off and cuddles him, kissing the crook of his neck//

(Ehehe. YELLOW JACKET. Heh. Get it? It's a type of bee >v> *super ultra bad pun*)

( THAT SO CHEESEY X'D .. )

( ty QvQ ) * messes with the hem of her sweater, folding it upward, to her mid waist. Wraping his arms around said latter *

(Cheese is also yellow //laughs and chokes//)

//Wiggling a little against his crotch as a daring tease, she darts out her tongue and swipes it across the bite mark she'd created on his shoulder earlier, hopefully soothing the sore area. Butterfly kissing her way back up his neck and onto his mouth, she parts their mouths, tangling tongues, then helps him take off the rest of her bright red sweater with a few shrugs. Only in a flimsy tanktop now, she shivers as a cold draft of air from the ceiling fan hits her bare skin, and snuggles closer into Sarkat's body heat//

(APPARENTLY I HAVE BRONCHITIS OR SOME NEW SORT OF ALLERGY. BUT THEY'VE ADDED TO MY ALREADY LARGE PILL COLLECTION. UUUUUUUUGggHHHH)

( ... xD danm that must be one collection o3o At least you'll get better now :3 )

(My doc even said I had a pretty terrible 'barking' cough. I told her it sounded more like a honking goose, and then she and my mom both started laughing for some reason. o-O)

(I also mentioned I had itchy lungs and Doc started giggling .-.)

( o30 ... * shrugs * they must hear diff. and their old. They're going loony )

( ... Itchy lungs? x'D )

(Haha... get better... haha. //punches the air in frustration// I can't even sing. It's horrible!)

(WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING. MY LUNGS ARE ITCHY OKAY AND IT'S RLY HARD BECAUSE NO ONE UNDERSTANDS HOW MUCH I NEED TO ITCH IT BUT I CAN'T BECAUSE IT'S INSIDE MY RIBCAGE)

(I also had my first se.x.ual experience today. Doc shoved a stick down my throat to swab it and I gagged. I would suck at deep-throat. >->")

( .... X'DDDD * replys slowly to your comments * ALRIGHT THEN. NOW... YOU'VE NEVER HAD A SWAB YOUR THROAT? :p )

(Well, I've had wooden sticks, and then an entire tube shoved into my body through my nose twice but that was while I was unconscious and during my surgeries)

(Other than that, no... i don't think so o:)

(Also, reply to this one first, mthrfer)

(Hey, you know what else is yellow? //Looks down//

I should probably go now)

(( Ohhh... well better get use to it QvQc))( * looks up * X'D )( IDK HOW TO REACT TO YOUR POPCORN IN THE MAKING. * wings it * )

( -replying- )

(Hahaha loser >w>

pretty loser)

( Forget you QvQ I will not risk getting grounded and lose you for reading lemon FF's for our RP while my lusus is awake. Till then, I'll get by with simple things... ) * hisses at the teasing, chewing on the inside of his cheek, best not to get anxious. As Kriska's warm saliva crosses the marks, he emits out a low naorg. When she colloids with his own mouth, kussess back hungrily, but softly not to hurt the other. Taking hold of the others smaller frame, he marvels at how smooth it is. He moves his hands to her now somewhat exposed back, tracing Kriska's shoulder blades with a finger *

an sharp intake of air

( FUUUUU XC IGNORE THAT LAST LINE QvQ -saving for later- )

(d'awww, cute! //Headcanon Sarkat's a bit... rough gegehhgwruiurddnkx//)

( * head cannon approved * :p )

(you can that two different ways eue 1-... rough skin 2-... rough)

( ... I'm so not filling that blank xD Also. I'll be checking all post contain conversations fromnow on ;-; )

(Aight the RP Vantascest post is up)

( 4 MINUTES?! XDDD )

(yes :33 Now go choose the idea or imma kick you so hard you land in china)

( MAKE SURE YOU WRITE THEM DOWN FOR LATER O: already have )

(Da.mn, I forgot to. Remind me of the words and then I'll automatically remember -w-)

( Snow, Aquarium, Animal, power, chibi, and cliche. xD )

(AHHHHH OKAY. GOT IT)