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[In response to his gift, Devon sends a series of selfies of himself in cat ears, posing with the cat litter and scratching post, and last photo is him eating a cat treat like a freezie. You have enabled him to become a true catboy, Spike. Look at what you've done.]
Ny~an!!!
thank u for the gifts, u know me so well. (draw me more tits pls)
≽^•⩊•^≼
devon
Edited 2025-12-09 21:45 (UTC)
( very animated video, ending with buffy snort laughing, pushing down her shirt, and shaking her head before shutting the camera off. )
i look dumb while i do this. maybe i should just be the person who takes the trash out? do you need another one of those?
i look dumb while i do this. maybe i should just be the person who takes the trash out? do you need another one of those?
( no, the humiliation spreading red hot up her chest does feel very real. like — oh my god, i just recording myself doing the most humiliating thing ever, and i also sent it to the wrong person, making this, potentially, the worst thing i've ever done.
and she once thought xander was attractive. magic's fault, but still. icky. )
and she once thought xander was attractive. magic's fault, but still. icky. )
[ > an ATTACHMENT, featuring his spend only half-wiped off his chest (and misfired, it seems, to the most frustrating individuals in the house). ]
told you i could go again
told you i could go again
[ Right. If his dick twitches in interest, it’s more the memory of the beat-down Bob promised him on Voyeur than the sight of him barely covered by his boxers, or his cum-spattered chest. (There’s a difference. Really.) ]
Not sure I ever doubted you, Bobby
Not sure I ever doubted you, Bobby
Edited 2025-12-15 21:48 (UTC)
[Sorry, you're in his recents so you get some misfires too...]
she's CATholic
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she's CATholic
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Edited 2025-12-16 19:49 (UTC)
( what to get your nemesis/sometimes boyfriend/usual fucktoy/unfortunately-understands-you-better-than-your-own-friends/least favorite person/sometimes favorite person/occasional roommate/dirty little not so secret/general pain in the ass situationship? luckily, buffy has just the thing — a delivery left on spike's bed in the basement once the rooms all reset themselves to their usual configurations, wrapped in a kind of sparkly pink paper that leaves a glitter shadow behind once he picks it up. inside: a full set of wooden knitting needles, and a knitting pattern for a hat. there's an attached letter: )
get a hobby or kill yourself( and inside the envelope: one ring, amazingly well sized to spike's finger. did you notice one of the ones you always wear has gone missing, lately? don't look in your room — you won't find it there. )
love, buffy
(merry christmas, spike 🖤)
( left on the floor of his man cave is a scroll of fine parchment, sealed closed with a bit of orange-dyed twine and a charm. the scroll, should he unfurl it, is a realistic portrait of himself as nami sees him — skankly facing forward, tongue sticking out and kitten fangs on display, middle finger up with a chipped bit of black nail polish. there's no card, but the portrait is initialed NS. )
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