[Badou's mouth scrunches in a half grimace. Selfie fanfiction tho...that's MIGHTY interesting] As long as words like 'living dragon lair' ain't included. Pork sword would be hella acceptable.

[A few minutes later he busts into the kitchen like he owns the place (at least he owns the carton of milk with his chew marks- it was HARD TO OPEN OKAY) and immediately grins a sleezy grin]

So. You lookin' for a publisher for your great kinkmance? I've heard fanfuckintastic things bout this asshole named B.C. Nails. Real classy fucker.