"You were so eager to spy on my work, brother; I suppose you'd appreciate a demonstration."
INDEPENDENT PORTRAYAL OF URBARASK, HERETIC PRAETOR.
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How he woke up earlier today all grumpy and dramatic from his nap and scared the shit outta the neighbors.
Even though he's eternally grateful for @TheBlackWydow still putting up with him on his bad days. <3
It warms him to no end to see that she's embraced his culture, even if he chooses not to embrace all of it himself. And he's... very grateful that she chose durable decorations. It's hard for him not to break anything with his size no matter how careful he is.
๐ @RedPraetor
Goes all out with decorations for their place making sure she covers every inch so it's very festive and homey. She makes sure include as many traditions as she can from both their combined cultures. She gets nothing fragile so they won't need to be careful.
"A work out that is especially demanding โ not that I'm complaining." He lowered his head, brushing his forehead against hers. "I can only say the same for you, my love. I'd only the rest of my kind were as gracious and accepting as you."
She snickers. "Is it really work if we're enjoying it? A work out is more like it." She grins. "Oh I love you big guy. You're simply incredible." She blows him a kiss.
"Hmm..."
Urabrask cleared his throat, his voice booming. "My armour is like tenfold shields, my teeth are swords, my claws spears, the shock of my tail is a thunderbolt, my wings a hurricane, and my breath death!"
He looked up at her. "How was that?"
"Cat like but dragon shaped." She hummed. "We should have you quote some dragon lines. I wonder if we could get a studio to higher you on as an actual dragon for the fantasy film. That could be interesting."
Christmas 2025 event
Naughty ๐ฅ or Nice ๐ ?
Will Natasha give you...
Coal because you're naughty ๐ฅ
or
A nice, maybe even sexy gift ๐
โบ to spread the word
โก for possible coal ๐ฅ or a gift ๐
Mutuals only.
Minors do not interact.
"I would hope so, especially with all the... work, we've been doing." He returned the teasing as one of his massive hands rested over her stomach. His eyes closed as he felt her soft hands exploring him. And damn, if it wasn't one of his favorite feelings.
"Isn't that the point?" She responded with a giggle. "I mean we take that way too literally, not that I mind one bit. You know how much I like heating things up with you." She teased, petting him and places kisses all over where she could reach without moving.
He was still only half awake as he settled back down, laying his head on her lap. Clearly, he didn't want to get up today. "Not to me, no. Although, I have been compared more to a cat than a dragon." Que that signature metallic purring of his, his body shifting as he snuggled in.
"Aw you really are like big dog." She chuckled. "Then again more dragon like. I sometimes think of you like a dragon. It's easier to wrap my head around even if it isn't very accurate. That's no offensive is it?" She asked tilting her head. "I think it's the heat thing."
"You were so eager to spy on my work, brother; I suppose you'd appreciate a demonstration."
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- base features remained streamlined across all his Phyrexian forms.
As a way to keep up appearances a bit easier amongst the humans, he occasionally adopts a human form, possessing dark skin and black dreadlocks. Although a mechanical clawed hand remains, a reminder of his -