[Okay, weird dreams aside, Magnus is genuinely excited to live out his wildest, nigh-truest fantasies of being the very thing he holds so dear to his heart. It'd be cuter if the internet wasn't the way it was and made tfing into a dog with the intellect of a human, like, weird, but the internet has never set foot in Faerun (yet) so Magnus doesn't think it's weird at all.
In fact, he thinks it's probably going to be the coolest and definitely not at all a sex thing. Even if he's still annoyed that Taako didn't mention it was possible sooner. If Magnus had magic, he'd be burning through spell slots on the daily.
Not just to tf into a dog but mostly because magic is cool and Magnus is fucking jealous.
Anyway. He waits in his room by the door almost as if he's already an excited dog, tapping his foot on the ground to let out all his excess energy. Wait, Taako's incredibly drunk, isn't he? Will he be okay to come here on his own? Uhh, fuck, maybe he should text him again to make sure he's okay...]
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In fact, he thinks it's probably going to be the coolest and definitely not at all a sex thing. Even if he's still annoyed that Taako didn't mention it was possible sooner. If Magnus had magic, he'd be burning through spell slots on the daily.
Not just to tf into a dog but mostly because magic is cool and Magnus is fucking jealous.
Anyway. He waits in his room by the door almost as if he's already an excited dog, tapping his foot on the ground to let out all his excess energy. Wait, Taako's incredibly drunk, isn't he? Will he be okay to come here on his own? Uhh, fuck, maybe he should text him again to make sure he's okay...]