MAKE YOU MINE | o, weekly task + baking

[ONISION.]

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ONISION M.F.

— WHEN WE'RE IN YOUR BED

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the ascendants
- lunar lieutenant
mentors watson
10 months old

physically varies
easy to piss off

demihomosexual
homoromantic

tsundere asshole
dating alexander

were-vampirism
known to shift into aloysius

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"It's called baking, old man." Onision snickered as he walked into the observatory, the smell of cookie dough reaching his nose, nearly making him gag. He hated sweet food, he could barely even eat smores without gagging everything up, but he wouldn't ruin the opportunity for the others by puking all over the ground.

"Don't mind him, he's a bit behind the times." Oni joked to Ren, flicking his tail at Moonmade with a cocky grin towards the lion. Well, he could deal with his sarcastic ass for now.

all you give me is a heartbeat —

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