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[ Matt managed to catch up with some of his raffle winners at the gala, and others, like Cain, are people he knows already. Some people he missed, and while cold-calling isn't his favorite thing in the world, everybody likes prizes, right? ]

Hey, this is Matt Jamison, your neighborhood witch/mage/whatever. Looks like you won a magic charm at the gala, so I'm checking in to see what kind you might want?

Not sure if you had a chance to check out some of the samples I had available, but I'm happy to go through the spiel, send some video of charms in action, etc.

hey
I've got a question for you
out of curiosity
how do you feel about fisting?

[Kavinsky was drunk, autocorrect was for losers, and he literally could have just gone and found Ronan to have an in-person conversation, but then he'd have to leave the bathtub.]

kif we were homne I'd be putting the fniishing touches on planning pa halloween party
fuck
if I wasn't

fuck it
let's play a game
tell wme somkething I don't know about you
i'll return tshe favor

1. just got back from home
2. i need to see you like NOW

[If that sounds concerning, it's because Jordan is fucking concerned. Everything goddamn fell asleep except for her and now that she's over the elation of still being awake? She's got some fucking questions.]

that fucker's blackmailing me
I guess you breaking his arm didn't teach him shit

nice job on that, btw

if I owned a business
don't laugh
if I owned a business what do you think I should name it?
I'm just brainstorming but I'm thinking of selling dream shit

thinking of naming it 'K's' with a big crown
unless that's stupid

hey
I'm gonna be home late today
getting experimented on

wanted to give you a heads up
in case I come home glowing
or something

so I've been putting a lot of thought into something
and I wanna talk to you about it
without you laughing at me or some shit

[He wasn't really sure if Ronan would laugh at him about this, but he was feeling vulnerable and it was better to get that threat(?) out of the way first.

He'd been thinking about it on and off for weeks since one of the times he'd talked to Momo and maybe he should've done something about this sooner, but. It was better late than never, right?]

also this isn't about us
we're fine
I love you
I've just been
soul searching or something

[It'd started off as a normal shower. He'd had the best intentions in mind, those being 'get clean, go cuddle his fiance', but the world had other plans for him. It happened in a painless wave, replacing his legs with an array of suctionless tentacles. Bioluminescent spots in brilliant blue patterns formed across his skin, back and chest and arms and new tentacles. He couldn't be sure, because he was too busy suddenly sliding around the tub like a newborn fawn, but he thought even his dick was different. You just kind of knew when something wasn't normal down there.

A tentacle or two or three smacked into the shower curtain, nearly ripping it down as he tried to brace himself. His tentacles were long and slippery and without suckers on them, they had little purchase on the tub.]

Ronan!

[He hollered as he eventually stopped sloshing around the tub, water still cascading down over him. He couldn't see it, but the ruby on his temple had turned into a sapphire.]

Hey, Lynch! Get that perfect ass in here.

text | un: unsaphir | shows up late with charmbucks

text | un: thief | backdated to the middle of September | nsfw

text | un: thief | Oct 30th

voice; un: streetinvenice; backdated to like the 12th

[TRP] text | un: thief | early December/after Ronan's canon update

[Noct] Text | un; Thief

[Noct] Text | un; Thief | Jan 6th

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