#he doesnt have separate claws

[alttac-co]

Going thru a bit of an artblock, so here's a self indulgent Shadow design :> I like lizards, I like Shadow, boom

ALSO I CAME UP WITH A LIL HEADCANON: what if he needs his air shoes because, like most lizards, he can't run and breathe at the same time :o

so w/o his shoes he COULD run, just for very short periods of time

[slow-reader-reads-books]

Imagine in your head a drawn line representing a spectrum and that line is labeled "sincerity". Hua Cheng and Shen Yuan are on opposite sides of that spectrum

[blackknight-kai]

Hello there, greetings!💗💗

Sincerely hoping it doesn’t make you uncomfortable or anything of the sort, how would The Destined One and Wukong (separate) react to you asking to sit on their face?😏😏🙂‍↕️

P.s- only answer if you feel like it of course❣️

Hehehehehehehehehehe I like this question. I’ll do my best 🫶 I hope comes out okay!!!!

I feel like at their core Wukong and Destined One are the same. And what I mean by that is more so that they are unequivocally attracted to you and while they will react differently both would 100% LIVE to please the ever living fuck out of you if you asked them. They are hungry for you and your pleased sighs and sounds. While they may be focused on other things 90% of the time the moment you flip that switch you better be ready because that intense focus and drive they have for battle and questing/adventure etc? Yeah that’s gonna be on you.

(Gets spicy but not overly explicit so be warned, minors DNI!!!!)

Destined One

Regardless on if you just ask out of the blue or it’s during spicy time, I feel like he’d be surprised/flustered by your request. Not expecting such a bold question

His expression would go slack as your words caught up to him, his heart would be pounding and his blood would feel like its boiling with how HOT his body just got - I bet he shudders JUST a little, enough to send a slight ripple in his fur from the top of his head down to his toes.

He doesnt have a grand reaction outwardly but by the slow lazy swish of his tail starting to flick sharply behind him, you know he’s effected by your words

His surprise wouldn’t last long whatsoever, he’d regain composure, or well, his surprise would turn into laser focus. His expression now one of hot stoic intensity making you shiver at the volume of HEAT his eyes speak to you and the way his body tenses just like when hes readying himself for a fight

You’d hear one heavy breath leave him and hed give you one very pointed nod and then its game on

Moves VERY swiftly, you almost dont see him. One moment he’s a few feet away and with a blink he’s RIGHT THERE. Hot hands gripping your waist tightly

He will NOT waste time. Nope. You lit this fire youre going to have to let the flames lick you until it burns out - heh

He is STRONG so he’d absolutely manhandle you but he’d do it with gentle impatience.

If he’s REALLY impatient his claws might accidentally rip a little hole in your clothes and he’d give you an apologetic look but is he stopping? No.

As he lays on his back, your thighs on either side of his head, his face is set with intense determination, it would be kinda funny if he didn’t look so….hungry.

You can hear his tails thwacking the ground (or bed whatever) as it flicks to and fro. He is READY for this meal

He wont force you down on him, but his eyes will flick between your face and the naked heat between your legs, silently begging you to take your seat

His claws would flex, clenching and unclenching against your the skin of your hips as he holds you literally holding himself back from taking

His heavy breaths would make you shiver as you finally decide to give you both what you need

As you settle down over his eager mouth he groans, its heated and desperate like he’d been waiting eons to taste you

He’s going to make it so good for you

Might be a little sloppy at first in his eagerness but once he gets going damn does he focus on the places that feel the best for you

His eyes would never ever shut for more than a quick rare blink. He’d be watching your every move his gaze roaming over you from your blissed expression to your wet heat

His hands at first would grip just your waist but over time they’d slide to your thighs holding you to him as you twitch and grind against his mouth and expertly flicking tongue

He will not be stopping, by the way, his simian nostrils will flare as he breathes heavily but he’d rather suffocate then stop hearing your moans or tasting your pleasure

You’re gonna cum? Good. Do it. He’ll take it and more

Pride and possession would fill his chest as you shudder above him gushing over his tongue, HE made you do that.

He’s gonna make you do it again, adding his fingers this time for extra stimulation as he coaxes you to start moving your hips against his mouth again

At some point though hes probably going to push you on to your back as he continues eating you whole

He is in LOVE with tasting you and hasn’t had his fill yet

By the time he allows you a break your going to be a shivering panting filthy mess and the fur on his face soaked with your pleasure

He’d crawl up your body leaving wet kisses in his wake and while he expects NOTHING of you but to lie there and relax as he takes himself in hand, if you reach out to assist him he would needily groan a desperate sound in your ear as he buries his face against your neck

Wukong our fav monkey king!

This cocky little asshole.

He is an absolute menace and a tease on a good day as it is

You asking if you can sit on his face? Oh boy

Be ready for some bullshit as his face slowly morphs from pleasant surprise to a very large cocky as fuck smirk

He would definitely tease you, his body language relaxed as though hes unbothered, his words taunting as he tries to act as though your question didn’t stir something in him

His tail would lazily flick and swish but the growing heat in his eyes gives him away

Would make you say it again, just because it feeds his ego and he likes being a little shit. Plus, seeing you get impatient or flustered is his favorite pastime

You’d think he would be impulsive and jump your bones, but no. One of his worst traits after being alive so long is learning patience and self restraint in moments like these

Dont mistake his playful teasing nature though

He is FAMISHED the minute those words first left your sweet sweet mouth

Looking closely you’d notice the turbulent possessive heat in his eyes. He’s like a predator who has locked on to his prey

He wont make you wait long or push your buttons too much though, not wanting you to change your mind and prevent him from getting his meal

He’d lazily lie down for you to take your rightful place BUT from how taut his body is you can tell he’s eager and excited. Clearly holding himself back from just taking

A hum of contentment and interest would leave his throat as you settle yourself with your knees on either side of his head

Wukong would definitely lick his lips, his mouth watering in preparation for what is about to come

He is a tease so instead of getting to work or letting you just fall onto his face he would grip your hips preventing you from moving.

His strong hands would hold you in place effortlessly as his rubs his furry cheeks against your thighs enjoying the feel of your skin against his face as he smirks up at you knowing what you want but not ready to give it to you juuuuust yet

He’s mouthy and cheeky so expect him to not shut up as he teases you for how ready you are for him as his eyes roam over you

Filthy words would tumble out of his mouth just so he can watch as you get wetter with anticipation

Just to watch you squirm he might lean up and flick his tongue against you before laughing as your body twitches

If youre listening you can hear his tail thump against the ground (or bed whatever) displaying that although hes exercising new found patience right now, he truly is just as needy as you are.

Wanting to make you even more desperate he’d teasingly flick his tongue against you here and there, no pattern and as though he has no care.

Your thighs would be nipped and sucked too as he chuckles up at your pouting needy face

When he finally lets you take your throne he is like a monkey STARVED

He’s messy, not afraid to get in there, but his mouth works with purpose

He’d be groaning at your flavor as though you tasted just like an orgasmic sweet juicy peach that he loves so much

His hands would wonder stroking from your thighs up your hips to squeeze at your chest possessively as you move against his mouth and tongue

He’d growl low in his chest as you moan and sigh his name, his claws grazing your skin and plucking at your nipples as he makes it his one and only duty to make you reach your peak

A possessive groan comes out of him as he feels your thighs tremble knowing youre close

But at the last second he lifts your hips from his drenched furred face with a devilish smile, laughing as you give him the dirtiest look he’s ever seen

He’d coo at you teasingly before leaning up and kissing wetly from your thigh to your heat, sucking noisily as he goes. you shiver and goose bumps break out over your skin but he doesnt let you budge as he takes his time worshiping you

It’s when he guides you back down, expert fingers starting to join his tongue that youre given free rein to move as you please again

He keeps his heated focus your face, his eyes demanding that you dont look away from him as finally brings you to orgasm

Watching you come undone and moan his name sends ripples of pride and hunger through him. Possessiveness rears up inside him as he knows only HE can bring you this

He’d watch you intently and rub your thighs and stroke his hands up your body as you both breathe heavily for a moment trying to catch your breath

He wont let you rest long though, oh no.

He’s fired up now and its as though he MUST watch you fall apart over and over until HE is satisfied that hes proven his worth as your provider of pleasure and satisfaction

He is a KING and demands your pleasure and he will get it

Wukong would yank you back into place above his mouth and would get to work, this time with a fierce determination, one that makes your toes curl as his eyes bore into you

He’d ignore his own raging need (for now), unless you happen to take pity on him and reach back to slip your fingers under his clothes and stroke him to return the favor and attentions he’s bestowing on you

[mi-co-uk]

expired reader blurb ˎˊ˗

content: matt tries to comfort reader through the pain.

warnings: descriptions of pain , self hating thoughts , mentions of death.

˗ˏˋ empty pages is the main series but this can be read separately. ˎˊ˗

wc: 900 words

the burning in your abdomen became much more than an avoidable pressure. it gathered together twisting at you, increasingly unbearable to cope with.

you had tried to stay quiet, desperate to not disturb matt as he lay peaceful, pain-free beside you. his relaxed expression was almost a mockery of the anguish you were in.

you couldn't even get up - it built up more and more as if you were growing spikes in your stomach. the stabbing sensation pulling your body in on itself whether you moved or not - after attempting, you deemed it definitely worse when moving.

are you dying? is this it? is this seriously fucking it?

you had to get up - you had to leave the room.

what if you woke him up? just deal with the pain like a fucking adult. get up. get up.

pushing yourself up with your palms, attempting to move your legs further up and off the side of your now shared bed. the pain had rendered your legs lifeless, the stabbing sensation morphing into numbness in your other limbs.

it was overwhelming, unbearable.

you can't do it. it's not fair anymore. are you dying?

your breath was clearly uncontrollable - not that you knew it. the noise didnt manage to filter enough through the sound of the blood rushing to your ears - the migraine now setting in.

you start to feel movement next to you as you cradle your head in your hands. pushing on your skull, as if to squeeze the pain out. it persisted.

you laid your head down into your lap, a contorted position in act of pure and utter desperation and pain in need to relieve it.

you feel a palm begin caressing your back but it's too much - it's like acid to skin and you let out a yelp of pain. matt immediately withdraws his hand, climbing off the bed and around to kneel in front of you.

your sobbing increases as the pain develops further, the vibration of matts reassuring voice is all you manage to hear.

have you gone deaf now? you didn't want it to happen like this. you didn't want the pain. that's why you wanted to leave in the first place - you could never bare the pain. can it stop now please?

please?

you start clawing at the the skin of your thigh, sobbing louder and with all your strength, the only thing you could even manage to do in the moment.

matt persists his attempts at helping, wrapping his fingers in the gaps of yours to retract your grasp from yourself. this affection didn't hurt like before, you squeeze his hand in an irrational fear that you'll burn away from him.

he places your hands on his cheeks, the cold of his skin almost soothing in how it contrasts the sweaty palms of your own. your eyes are still clenched shut, head down and refusing to pull yourself from your position. it's an attempt to contain the pain, cradling yourself so it won't spread - so it doesnt kill you.

you'd do absolutely anything. please let it stop. even if it kills you now. as long as it stops.

time passes slower than it should - the sobbing subsided before the pain did, you'd given up on yourself. begging it to end, demonstrating the anguish didn't help, it only ached you further. it wasn't worth it.

the longer you relaxed into the pain, it stung you deeper, but it was fading. the tears continued for all the yells you couldn't muster up.

matts thumb caressed your hands he hadn't let go of, though he had shuffled himself closer on the floor to you.

eventually it ceased. but it barely felt as though it had - the build up of tension remained, you didn't feel relieved - you felt betrayed by your own fucking body.

it wasn't fair.

he pressed kisses to your hands, you felt his tears finally cease falling but your guilt creeped in more. you shouldve left. you shouldn't even be at his house. you're the reason he's crying. just deal with the pain yourself for once - in silence. just fucking cope. it's pathetic.

"I'm sorry" he mutters quiety under his breath.

matts sorry? none of this is his fault - nothing ever is.

"'s not fair on you. I'm sorry." you finally attempt to meet his gaze, slowly moving your body with small calculated motions. his eyes are clenched shut too, your pain transferred an amount into him. you tug on his hands so he looks at you.

you hair is messed up, eyes sore from crying with tear stains running down your face. you tugged his arms gently again, he finally rose from his seat and began positioning you more comfortably in his bed. he wraps the covers around you - not needing you to say a word.

he sat himself on the bed beside you, caressing your face as you lay on your side.

you didn't attempt to speak, your mind could barely manage a thought that wasn't riddled with self hatred so you couldn't comprehend actually trying to have a formatted sentence leave your mouth. though you desperately tried to apologise to matt through eye contact.

but he was doing the same.

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a/n first time doing a blurb chat what do we think 😞

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[the-s1lly-corner]

Laughing jack and masky x reader who hums and taps on stuff a lot :0?

Laughing Jack and Masky x reader who taps and hums

This is WEEKS after I drank it but guys never ever EVER drink yoohoo its literally the poop potion

Short post due to the admin not having many ideas for this prompt <\3

Notes: Reader is GN

CWs: None

Laughing Jack

Oh he definitely has stims of all kinds- and him mimicking other people's stims and/or actions isnt unheard of behavior from him

Even before he met you he would hum and tap things- very happy when he finds out you do the same thing! He points it out too!

Please dont get embarrassed or feel bad- hes not making fun of you!

Loooooves the sound of your fingers tapping on the counter, the noise makes him feel nice

His claws offer a different noise- he likes that your noise sounds different than his

Masky

He notices it fairly quickly but he doesnt make a fuss out of it, he simply accepts that its something you do

He isnt vocal all that often- neither talking or making noise asides from the rare occasion, but I do enjoy the thought that sometimes he hums along with you if you're humming a song and he recognizes it...

But asides from that, he doesnt outwardly show that hes acknowledged that you do it

The repetitiveness of your fingers tapping on surfaces can get to him sometimes, though.. but he simply separates himself from the environment before it really gets to him

[rollinouttahere-writes]

So like, I've been reading through your one piece aus, and all of them are great. I really like lucky break and solitude in particular, they give me many brainworms.

I'm not sure if the whole deal with thatch and blackbeard goes down like in canon in solitude. I hope not, for menaces sake. All my questions I have here are kinda under the idea that thatch lives and the crew doesnt separate like in canon.

I'm curious about what menace would be like as they grow up. It sounds like given enough time they do choose to stay with the whitebeard crew, and stop running away. So assuming they grew up on the crew, would they change any in a few years time? Become slightly less feral/better at socializing?

What role would they take on the crew, if any? I'm not sure whether I'd guess something cooking related to stick close to thatch, or maybe something for ships maintenance since they are good at navigating the bowels of the Moby dick?

I'm not sure if it's been stated, but do they have any particular weapon/fighting style they would lean towards? I know they have their knife, and probably fight like a feral animal right now (biting and clawing). But would they be interested in learning to use any other weapons or actual hand to hand? Or stick with what they know?

Well, whether or not the story follows the canon series of events depends on which timeline you choose to read, as explained here. No matter which one you choose though, Thatch still gets stabbed. The initial difference between each timeline is whether he survives it or not.

As of chapter 2, Menace is already starting to accept the Whitebeard's, with the exception of Blackbeard who looks too much like their parents' murderer for their comfort (and then goes on to act like him too lol). Thatch being stabbed is what cements their loyalty to the crew. If he survives, they essentially become his second shadow. They take to squeezing themselves into the infirmary bed he's recovering in because they're terrified that Blackbeard might come back to finish the job, or that Thatch might simply die of complications from his wound. The role that they take on in this au is primarily in the kitchen. While Menace does become a decent cook over the years, they specialize in hunting and foraging for food.

If Thatch doesn't make it, they forcibly invite themselves on Ace's revenge mission. They're tired of pirates killing their family, and this time they want to do more than just burn his flag. Since the crew falls apart and disbands in canon, they don't really have a clear role. They just stick by the remaining members and guard them with their life. Honestly, Izou would probably still live in this au because of how overprotective they become of those who are left.

As for their fighting style, they primarily rely on their knife, and later their father's rifle once they get strong enough to handle it. There is another thing they use to fight, but that's a spoiler for chapter 3. You'll have to wait for that one ;)

[andr0nap]

okay im so normal about the idea of a monster plane actually. idk why ive literally never had interests in planes before what have you done (/j). Like is vash actually The Plane? Or is he just a creature that took over the metal structure of the plane? Is the Vash we know actually like. his body? Or is it like an anglerfish lure to make people trust him since its more human shaped? Does he just. have two sets of eyes and brains because he has two "bodies"? I have so many questions frfr

heheheh >:)

okay so!

vash is vash! he used to be able to walk around and do stuff like a normal person/independent before the crash that knocked him out and left him stuck in the engine for like a 100 years. the engine was a prototype designed specifically for the twins to test if they can power and control the machine at the same time, making them a kind of onboard bio-ai

hes not the jet itself. peacemaker is the actual plane and its just a machine. during the 100 year nap something happened and vash rooted himself in the engine and those roots spread through the structure of the plane over time

the "outer body" is just an extension of vash, roots turning into muscle and claws and eyes and teeth as a way to keep him safe and aware of whats going on outside. it has no mind of its own despite looking like a separate entity.

also fun facts!

he doesnt actually have two brains, most of the information input from the outer body gets diluted into like... subconscious info to vash. if you touch a wing or something he will register that theres something touching him without details on temperature or pressure. if his outer eyes see a missile approaching he will just know that he needs to dodge away from it. its very instinctual and stops him from being in constant sensory overload from controlling what are essentially two bodies

most of those eyes actually have very poor but specialized vision, made to track rapid movement and heat signatures (like incoming missiles). if vash had to rely on those eyes alone all hed see is that Theres Something There and that Its Moving.

a lot of peacemakers electronics got destroyed when it crashed the second time so his body just started to replace what was broken with organs roughly doing the same thing. adaptive to a terrifying degree...

[moth-bells]

Hi so, I dont know whenever I'm gonna be able to write or draw anything I like for my cryptids au, so I'm going to give you all literally all the lore and if I ever get to it, its already here.

It also doesnt always make perfect sense but I think that gives it charm and I'm not gonna run around in circles trying to make it perfect Gonna try and make this generally in timeline of events order

The earth is formed. From the dust of star dust rises two figures

They have no names and they were never born, forming from things they do not understand, yet know all too well

They are always at one another's side

They are both everything and nothing to one another

They witness eons together

Watching little specks shift and change and grow

They watch life and ease life along with hands that do what is needed without thought behind how it happens

They have purpose yet none here, witnesses

The duo watch as the earth fills with life only for it all to nearly vanish

They watch life persevere despite that

Those first peculiar humans, though without that name yet, come to be. So small and fragile, yet the two can see potential with these ones

They travel the globe, checking in on different places, seeing how the people so similar are slowly changing. They find it fascinating, though they feel this with other animals

One day, they realize many of these people that they've visited, perhaps assisted at times, and occasionally revisited, have places of worship

Neither of them understand, but they gather that these humans seem to look at them as higher than them. Gods.

Are they? They arent living in the same way as other beings. They cant die. They dont age and were never born.

If not gods, what are they then?

They dont know.

They do eventually move on, but one day, an unknown amount of years later, they return to one of these villages

The people, they do rejoice for their deities have graced them again

The duo decided to linger here longer than before.

One day, theres murmurs of malcontent floating

The two have witnessed battles, but stayed out of them.

They had never watched wars begin, the quiet wisps of smoke that would soon become flames

Now these two, unnatural as they are, were not infinitely strong.

Yes, they were stronger than many of these small humans, who were much smaller than them

But, if there were many humans against one of them, there was only so much that they could do

The humans, separated into factions, decided that one of the duo were a true god while the other was something evil and wrong.

Such is the way of humanity

The two realized they might have stayed too long now, deciding it was time to leave

It was too late for that now.

These two beings, nameless, named and renamed by many, but never calling each other by any.

Two who had been together since they were glints in an existence less universe

Were separated

Humans from either side took their 'rightful' god. Determined to use their worship against the other side.

The two beings were able to take some of them, desperately trying to not be taken away from the other.

They were not gods, though, not in the way these humans thought.

What they were was unknowable, but they still were not ever powerful.

With enough force, they were dragged away by the people who once looked at them equally

The one yellow as pollen was taken into a deep cavernous temple, locked into the darkness, with nothing within it. No escape. The entrance to this prison was sealed with a boulder.

He screamed for them to release him, but his words, something only his other understood, fell on deaf ears.

He pushed and clawed at the rock, but it was too heavy

These people believed their worship of isolation and fasting was pure and accepted by their god.

The other was left to a fate less horrendous, but equally lonely.

Tossed down into a pit, deep with only a manmade covering to hide it.

He as well demanded to be freed, but none of that was to come

These humans worshipped the sky at night that this being reminded them of, that being the only thing that he could see from his prison, though there was also a reminder in the daylight of who he was missing

The humans dropped food of animals down to him.

They werent able to starve to death, nor did they need to eat in the way animals and living things did, but it would give them extra energy if they needed it. No, they took in the rays of the star above them.

So, with the one in the pit, he received more that enough to keep him mobile.

The one in the cave, however...

centuries passed. Thousands and thousands of years

And they who have been here since before time itself, before knowing that of light and space and earth and death

They changed

Slowly, over time, of desperation and madness, and forces they themselves would never truly understand

They changed.

The cavern, where slowly less and less voices of prayer came, lost to a memory

Where eyes as blue as the sky became milky white

Where his mind grew blank with bleakness and its voice lost all form of words

Body became sharp and thin and twisted

Claws and teeth long and sharp.

In the pit, staring up at day and night as blood, and bodies of animal sacrifice fell upon him

One day, he accepted them, hoping for the strength needed to climb free

Eventually, it forgot why it was even down there.

And then the food stopped coming.

It had spent years and years, copying the shrieks and cries of a wounded animal, luring certain animals to the wide spaced grate above

It never felt hunger but it ached for the blood and rush that the meal provided

Its body became more wild, more dangerous

For some years its back ached until there was a weak flap of wings

Wings.

W i n g s.

Freedom.

The other was still trapped for sometime, having long forgotten what it was. What it was missing. Neither could remember but they could feel it

It would be sheer luck that some unfortunate children, merely teenagers, would come to that stone that their ancestors had made and laid there, not just a myth among them now.

That a god lay in the cave, dangerous and angry, locked away when it tried to turn against the people that worshiped it...or so they say the story goes

It would be their misfortune as they struggled to move the circular rock, that light from the evening setting sun would start to peek through inside

And something would come leaping out at them.

They fled from the monster, leaving one screaming to their fate to the creature so starved.

After, once its frenzy ended, it luckily took off into the forest surrounding it, away from the pain of the sun on its wide white eyes

It was fate, it would seem that they would find one another again

So changed by time and humanities unknowing cruelties

More animal than whatever they may have been to begin with

The winged one had found it one day, though not knowing fully why it was pulled toward it

The blind one, having changed even more in these years of freedom, lashed out at the new arrival

This, in turn, made the winged one defend itself.

They fought, clicking and screeching at one another until the teeth were dug into fur

Something clicked in this mindless mind that this thing was the same as itself.

They backed away from one another

Slowly, they reapproached...they chirred and cooed and inspected one another. One with sight the other with smell.

And they laid down together for the first time in forever

They wandered for some years, avoiding the creatures they felt compelled to hide from.

Until one day..

A small little voice spoke up at the blind one, not screaming or attacking with things that hurt

"Puppy..?"

[fearowkenya]

im not done the most recent episode yet but wanted to share some doodles i did today of early design ideas for the man in black. @unexploredcast

handwriting transcript and other notes below readmore 👀

handwriting transcript + notes

1) six eyes; 3 on each side, for fun :) also the human face has smoke always there so the other head should prob be able to see

notes: i imagine the humanoid head can also see somehow but i still thought giving the horse head extra eyes could be cute

2) dewclaw? or opposite of a velociraptor

notes: horses dont really have dew claws but I like the look that some even-toed ungulates have where theres weird back claws on the underside of their feet. and then the thought of "what if a velociraptor claw arrangement but the other way around" came to me and it was so stupid that i legally had to give it a try

3) scale?? horse big. "human" legs probably arent attached to the humanoid torso in a normal way (:

notes: i think it would be cute if the man in black's appearance is an earnest attempt to be intimidating enough to give him authority and sway over human action, but not be outright scary. the idea is that while he is an intentionally imposing figure, he isnt out to hurt humans, so providing some familiarity and comfort with an appearance that could be read as human might be the way to achieve the balance hes hoping for. I guess its possible (and at this point perhaps even likely) that he was once human, but i kind of like the thought of him fumbling his appearance in ways that show a misunderstanding regarding the intricacies of human life. mostly he sees people on horses and doesnt quite understand at first that the horse is a separate thing. so the limb arrangement LOOKS normal at first glance but where things are attached probably isnt at all consistent with actual humans. I havent totally worked out the anatomy of that yet but I think theres potential to make it really bad to look at in a cool way <3

4) tusks form a loop for the "reins", like a babirusa but on purpose

notes: theres a little indentation for the tip tusk to rest in so that the loop "closes", and to "open" that loop again the "horse" head just has to open its mouth a little.

5) "nails" are retractable, but move more like antennae or tentacles & attach to tusks as "reins"

notes: another possible example of the man in black not quite understanding the assignment. maybe he notices that horses tend to have a bridle and reins, but not always, so he tries to gauge what's going on there and mimic it. except it didn't occur to him that bridles and reins are completely separate from the horse and makes them a biological part of his body.

ok that's it for now. i love u man in black <3

[snap-oversteer]

an extension from something i mentioned in a server: my dynamics of starlock and stardrift

now, lets get to the good stuff.

starscream x deadlock to me ties heavily with their rivalry (that i made up in my head). before deadlock was assigned to turmoil, he stood side by side with starscream, and imo i think it took a long while before megatron had a 2nd in command because he wanted to see who came out on top between them all. as time went on it was clear that these 2 would never miss a chance at each other's necks because of the shiny title of '2nd in command'. perhaps then, for starscream, it was all about power, while for deadlock, it was about security. both wanted to be in control. all the while megatron thought, "ah, my henchmen are fighting for survival of the fittest! continue." of course this rivalry was then extended to adoration. i cant remember who felt it first, deadlock or starscream. the sudden realization that your rival's competency, no one does it like they do. you two might be of differing reasons, but you were united by competition. they both desperately want the devotion that they displayed towards megatron, to each other. they just dont realize it yet. they secretly found their way into each other's arms once one realizes this and the other follows. feelings were complicated, but reciprocated. the competition maintained. it was the central thing about their relationship, trying to one-up each other, until deadlock was eventually separated from starscream and went under someone else's wing. starscream, although having won the title of megatron's 2nd in command, craved for that same competition that deadlock offered. "no one can fight you but ME. no one fights you like I do."

starscream x drift to me now shifted more towards drift's feelings towards starscream. while drift went through too many phases of change, and in the end still having trouble figuring himself out (in my head), starscream... kinda hardly changed. drift saw it all, saw the same person: the same lonely bastard that fiend for love and adoration, chewed and clawed his way out of misery, but in a more unfortunate manner, compared to himself. and thats the thing, isnt it? you see yourself in another person. and that made drift empathize with starscream, despite all of this on starscream's end, it was bittersweet. starscream denied himself the luxury of many things, most importantly his feelings, but seeing drift again? secretly, he went: 'oh, look how much you have changed, look where you are now, look, please, you have optics to tell for yourself how much youve grown from the mech i once knew'. and it was a feeling that he never thought was possible. pride in someone else besides himself. it humbled him. drift knew starscream and starscream knew drift. it was a relationship only they knew the depths of which it goes. and they love to pretend it was superficial. denial is a game, a thing they both knew well, teased and played with each other. despite all this, despite me, despite starscream, is there still hope? drift would answer: yes. soon they reconnected in those old ways of being on each other's necks again, for auld lang syne, even when there was no more war to be fought, no more friends to lose, let their relationship be a reminder that despite it all, there is still hope.

also they have insane gay sex . like who doesnt .

[angeliicradiio]

ok my brain rotted ideas for “evil” jazz in jazzop with past dpax lowkey present megop

i love yaoi; especially when it’s evil but i love jazz so much more than meg….

chapter 1 would probably be flashes to what caused him to feel like this in the first place…. like orion taking his break with dee more often, orion forgetting their little inside jokes, dee calling orion his best friend and the other returning the words… orion choosing to recharge with dee instead of jazz, the two of them getting separate shifts when it’s noticed that dee and orion work better together, etc

at the end it’d probably be back in the “present” near the end of meg and op’s fight where the miners get their t-cogs back, the power the cog gave him and his anger at even now; seeing them on opposite sides yet acting so close as if their fight was laced with intimate secrets between only them

he’d transform but he’d be different from the other newly cogged miners, he’d be larger, he’d look sharper, and he’d have claws

he would shrink away and probably start his plotting in the dark; the war would undoubtedly tear op and megatron apart, but only because megatron seemed to have a misunderstanding with how the matrix functioned. op would wonder where jazz went as he creates the council in preparation to rebuild iacon

jazz doesnt know if he wants to kill megatron or not… because he knows that it would absolutely break op, but he doesn’t want to threaten him either. he wants op to want him in the same way that he wants meg; naturally, unexplainably

back then, he would probably previously cling to every “sign” that orion returned his feelings, sharing energon, being more physically affectionate, everything that he’d do with dee and everything that a mech would do with a casual friend. he stirred himself crazy with what if’s and second chances in his own mind, constantly coming ot false conclusions that he couldn't bring himself to accept

he didn't want to accept the fact that he could never have orion-- he couldn't comprehend how d-16 could be so much more desirable to orion with all of his flaws, with how he clearly didn't savor orion's friendship in the way that he did

and just like d-16, he could find himself corrupted by his anger. he would hate himself for it; and elect to fight megatron instead of making moves on optimus. no one knows who he is, but megatron is PISSED at this random mech, and has no idea where he got the sheer audacity to insert himself in the conflict between the autobots and the decepticons.

however odd and out of place this mech seems to be... somehow, he's giving megatron a run for his money. shockwave and starscream are interested; soundwave and megatron are annoyed. the others are mildly amused, but partially concerned that there may be a change in leadership if this conflict continues.

optimus has taken a liking to this rogue mech who seems to have it out for the decepticon lord

[pumpkinsy0]

(the one who has Duke and Betty boop)

One thing about Duke is that he can't be separated from Darry for too long and even accompanies him to the bathroom.

And

And Betty doesn't like Curly very much because of how he smells, so if we're talking in purly terms, Betty gets in the middle of this relationship. And she looks at pony with that face of "I didn't approve of this relationship."

darry loves duke, truly, honestly does, but he draws the line at the bathroom thing, unless duke is trained to help pass things he needs from other rooms while hes in there, duke is gonna stay outside whining

as for betty, curly probably likes to mess w her and spray on tims cologne here n there, sometimes angelas, makes things more interesting

but also curly hates that cat RIGHT back, he walks in there and already the cat is about to have her claws out, like ok its never that serious😒😒only time betty meows up a storm is when curlys trynna have his alone time w pony in the room, puts her paws under the door too even which is CRAZY bc she NEVER acts like that for pony, ever, shes just a professional blockerrrr

curly doesnt even hate cats, if anything hes a cat guy generally speaking, but betty???? hm.

(also i keep thinking of that “duke do u want the ball” vine when speaking about duke lol)

[skunkes]

first off, Al sitting 😳; second off: kind of amazed talon even allows people to touch him while sleeping, let alone cuddling with him, but I guess in this case it was because it was beneficial to him haha

Talon actually love love loves cuddling, on his own terms. A great chunk of his lifetime has been forcibly abstaining from making connections so as to avoid negative emotions from Having Feelings but his resolve crumbles so quickly, he really WANTS to trust + be close to others (in many ways)

Dis is truly only more of an issue at the very beginning, where even accidentally brushing against him would automatically make his claws come out in defense (and there have been many stab wound incidents). They still exist today, but back then there was also more of "I'd like to touch you but you can't touch me so dont move a muscle while I hug your body or ill freak out" moments. He really is like a cat where he decides what happens in that regard.

He loves cuddling to sleep...it makes him feel grounded and safe (if he trusts the other person). It is mostly to his benefit yeah, a living being provides the pressure and warmth he needs. But even with the heating pad and weighted blanket i think he'd prefer it to be another person. This is actually why those 2 items had to be implemented, he's usually not very willing to let the person he's cuddling with interrupt Hold Each Other and Nap Time, which makes it really hard to get anything done.

Sometimes he Does need his sleep alone no touch time but its kind of a separate variable if this makes sense. Its not a rare occurrence but it doesnt factor into his preferences, sometimes its just what is needed at the moment.

ANYWAY this is all insider info, cause from the perspective of others around him he really is just using people for warmth and pressure and could not care less about where these things come from

[blackknight-kai]

Any headcanons for Sun Wukong and the Destined One [separate] catching female reader masturbating while crying out their name?

GOING BRAINROT FERAL HERE!

Ahem….

Thank you for feeding us with your delicious posts;)

Sending you lots of love and blessings, sincere and heartfelt health wishes too🩷🩷🩷

Okay okay I’ll give this a shot 😏 I personally feel like it might depend on the mood and where they are in the relationship. BUT I’ll give a crack at this one! This will be a specific scenario as I work better like that - in this you are in a relationship with them but haven’t progressed to the next level yet and you are a bit pent up. There will be a little rushed snippet and then the bullet point notes :) WARNING: I went more NSFW in this than previous asks. This is Fem reader! MINOR DNI

(Note after finishing: I got carried away…..after writing this I realized I kinda made two fics so….its a bit long sorry not sorry :))))))))))) (I’ll be turning these into mini fics I think on AO3 since i basically wrote them already 💀)

(Read under the cut 😘)

Destined One

He’d left you alone to scout the area around your near and camp as he does every night for any possible danger or trouble that might happen upon you while resting. You’d decided to take a little personal time while he was away, something you wouldn’t normally do but you guys had found a little cozy cave to rest in for the night. Knowing it would be a while before he came back you set about quickly setting up your furs and bed rolls, your body already revving up in anticipation for what youre going to do. You’re happy being with him, finally having confessed mutually and sneaking a few kisses here or there between your travels but watching him day in and day out fight with such focus and strength has culminated in a prominent need.

A need to have his hands on you for more than just guiding you or helping you stand, to feel his fur brush against your naked skin, to deepen those tantalizing kisses. You just WANT. And he hasn’t made any moves to show you that he wants more besides maybe what you think is a disappointed look in his eye when you both pull back from your kisses and go about your day or whatever task is at hand. He’s not very expressive as it is, you were lucky to manage getting a slight flush on his cheeks and a firm head nod when you guys decided to be a couple. He’s good at masking his emotions and so while you want him, youre a bit nervous to tell him what you need. You have no doubts he’d fulfill it especially if it’s something he wants too. But getting the courage up to ask is another thing entirely, part of you wishes he would just DO something.

So instead of communicating your need you decide to take advantage of this prime opportunity while he is away, its been too long since you had any real privacy and you can already feel yourself pulse as you finish setting up for the night

Just in case you listen closely for a moment to see if there is anyone close by but hearing nothing you settle down on to your back on your bed roll. Your breath picks up as excitement washes over you and against your better judgment you slip your clothes off. Goose bumps ripple over your skin as the warm breeze gently flows through the cave. Your heart races and as you skim your fingers across your breasts and nipples you sigh as you close your eyes and imagine familiar claw tipped hands replacing your own. You picture him above you, his determined frown focused on you as he explores your skin. As your imagination takes hold you continue your perusal of your body sliding your fingers down trying not to rush too much in your need as you spread your thighs.

- [ ] His patrol doesnt take quite as long as it usually does tonight

- [ ] At first he takes his time heading back just enjoying not having to be in a rush for once

- [ ] But as his too sharp hearing picks up the distant sound of your voice, what sounds like a pained cry, he immediately goes tense and is off running back towards your cave his staff gripped tightly in hand

- [ ] As he quickly grows closer he notes a distinct difference in your voice, something about it makes him slow down

- [ ] Your sounds are not what he usually associates with your fear or pain

- [ ] Instead as the next sound carries through the forest for his expert hearing, the breathy tone of your voice instantly sends a ripple through him and makes his fur feel like its standing on end

- [ ] He’d heard these sounds before, just not from you. The other monkey’s from home would occasionally sneak off with each other and he’d have the pleasure of hearing their activities even being quite a ways away.

- [ ] This though doesnt give him the same grossed out feeling

- [ ] Oh no. It sends a tidal wave of heat straight to gut

- [ ] You are being pleasured and by the sounds of it youre enjoying yourself

- [ ] A flash of possessive anger rushes through him wondering who could be touching you in such a way that wasnt him

- [ ] But as he stalks closer and steps between the trees he freezes

- [ ] Relief washes over him, youre alone

- [ ] But thats quickly replaced by instant hot desire as his mouth goes dry and his length starts to harden just from that first glimpse

- [ ] You’re in the shallow cave NAKED and on your back, knees up and thighs spread.

- [ ] His mouth slowly falls open as his expression goes slack as it becomes very clear what you’re doing by the wet slick sound coming from between your legs where your hand disappears from his view

- [ ] He cant even blink nor look away completely and utterly locked on to your flushed skin and the needy pinch of your brow as you pant making soft little moans

- [ ] As you arch your back, a louder cry leaving your mouth as you shift your hips desperately, he feels his cock throb painfully bringing him back to reality for a moment

- [ ] Shame courses through him, he should NOT be watching this, you obviously waited until hed been gone to take your pleasure he should definitely grant you your privacy. While you are a couple he wasnt one to push past your boundaries not wanting to make you do something youre not ready for no matter how much he struggles to not touch you every damn day

- [ ] But he cant seem to move, not as your breasts jiggle softly from your body’s movements your peaked nipples drawing his attention.

- [ ] He licks his lips, tail twitching with jerky movements behind him as he feels his cock leak and wet the front of his pants from your display, fuck does he want you

- [ ] Clenching his fists hard, digging his claws into his skin he tries to come back to himself and just as he’s about to turn away from you your fingers seem to speed up and then he hears it

- [ ] It being HIS name being ripped out of your mouth in the most breathy needy tone he has ever heard, the name youd given him.

- [ ] He has to grip himself HARD to stop himself from cumming on the spot and he shudders as the wet sounds your fingers are making is driving him fucking insane

- [ ] He forgets himself completely and unable to help it steps towards you as his own desire to be the one to make you cry for him like that over takes him

- [ ] He practically pants, his breath coming in short bursts as he takes in your sweat slick skin and the red flush

- [ ] His body thrums with heat as the sounds of your moans and the wet easy slide of your fingers is all he can focus on as he steps onto your bedroll, his dick is hard as hell and twitches with every sound you make.

- [ ] And your scent, fuck he can smell your ecstasy and need. It makes his knees weak and his mouth water

- [ ] You dont seem to notice him right away, not until he’s dropping to his knees hard right beside you fully taking in how wet your thighs are and how slick your fingers look as they disappear inside you

- [ ] As you register his sudden presence though your eyes fly open and your movements freeze, he cant help but track the movement of your breasts as you lie there panting and surprised

- [ ] He doesnt give you even a moment to freak out or whatever it is you might do

- [ ] No, instead he places a shaky hand on your arm, the one you stretched down between your thighs as you took your gorgeous pleasure

- [ ] “Can I?” He asks lowly, voice rough with disuse and filled with thick desire. “Please?”

- [ ] You seem to still at his request your eyes widening and he holds his own breath waiting to see what you’d do. He hopes with every fiber of his being you say yes

- [ ] When you nod shyly and begin to retract your hand he slides his gently down your arm and shivers as his claw tipped fingers meet with your slick warm ones. His eyes never leave yours as much as he wants to look down, he doesnt want to miss the expression on your face.

- [ ] He doesnt hold your hand though, instead he continues his gently descent until he meets your soaked warm pussy lips

- [ ] It’s then that he finally lets out the breath shaky he was holding as you arch up into his touch pushing his fingers to slide further against your slick core

- [ ] His cock jerks painfully at how hot and wet you feel as his fingers tenderly explore. As you close your eyes reaching up to grip his shirt with your still slick fingers he lets his own gaze slide down your body watching as you shyly shift your hips against his long fingers

- [ ] When you let out a little breathy sound as he brushes against your little nub he knows hes a fucking goner

- [ ] “You’re so beautiful,” He’d mumble raspy and heated

- [ ] And when he finally slides a finger in you another immediately follows. with you so slick and ready for him causing him to groan deeply

- [ ] He has made it his mission from here on, this is how you will spend every night from now on. You wont need to take things into your own hands, not if he can help it.

Wukong

He is away doing whatever it is that Wukong does every day. Be it fighting something, pissing someone off, or just getting into something he probably definitely absolutely should not get into. You’d been hurt, twisted your ankle of all things, so you were stuck back at camp. You’d found a little shallow cave two days ago to recover at, not wanting Wukong to carry you everywhere. On the surface that sounds nice and he would definitely do it as you either fed his ego or told him he was too weak to do it. He’s easy like that. But what isnt easy to deal with is how much fun he has tossing you up and down or making you almost sick as he bounces you as he walks just because he thinks its funny to make you squawk with annoyance at him. So it’s easier to just rest and enjoy a little peace while he gallivants off to cause whatever mischief that doesnt have to do with you for once as you are his usual victim. Apparently having mutual feelings and being mates does not quell his need for chaos. In fact it amplifies it you think.

The only downside to having his attention on you even more now is that the mischievous little (he’s taller than you but thats besides the point) asshole doesnt seem to have a horny bone in his body. It’s been months of simple hand holding, if you can get him to sit still long enough, and literal stolen kisses. He apparently enjoys his little surprise attacks as they fluster you but not because youre too shy or because it scares you, no. It’s because you need more than a simple kiss or his soft fuzzy tail wrapping around your waist or arm keeping you close to him as you walk. You’d even tried once to time changing your clothes so they were partly off when he would be arriving back to camp after doing a quick patrol only for him to immediately start ranting and raving about some slippery little creature he’d happened across as he poked at the fire and began cooking that nights dinner over the flames. He didn’t even spare you a glance and his posture was relaxed as can be. Not even as the sound of your clothes rustling seemed to catch his attention as he drooled over the cooking food.

And so, your frustration escalated. You know at some point you’ll have to talk to him but thats a problem for future you because you just KNOW it’s going to be an ordeal. Nothing can ever be easy with him especially when it comes to his damn ego which no doubt will be stroked heavily knowing you want him, that is unless he doesnt have an inclination towards such intimacies.

Today he had been especially restless and so had you. You had decided that while he was gone you were going to pamper yourself a little and relieve the sexual tension you’d built up inside yourself. Watching his ever present shows of strength and that cocky attitude of his always sends a stirring in you and it doesnt help when he walks around sometimes with his shirt off showing his rippling muscles under all that soft looking fur. When he finally grew too impatient with sitting around, he didn’t like having to wait for you to heal but agreed to it nonetheless knowing you aren’t built like him, he stood abruptly and told you he was going on an adventure. You waved him off trying to be nonchalant as excitement tickled down your back knowing what you had planned for yourself for the day.

And so as his furry tail flicked out of view you waited a handful of minutes giving him time to get some distance away before you couldnt take it anymore. You’d gotten a nice body oil from a village youd passed by a week or so ago, it smelled lovely and reminded you of peaches. You hadn’t used it yet, but figured if it had a fragrance Wukong’s sensitive nose wouldn’t be too disturbed if it smelled like his favorite snack. Acting quickly you hurry to wash your skin and body in a near by spring. You might have taken your time normally but you didn’t want to put this off any longer. After youre done you make your way to back to the shallow cave and sit on your bed roll and fur blankets that Wukong had gifted you. Your skin is still a little damp and the afternoon breeze makes goosebumps ripple across your naked skin. With a small content hum you grab your sweet scented oil and being applying it to your skin slowly, gently, enjoying the sensation as your body starts to warm up from your ministrations.

As your breath starts to quicken you lie back on the furs and using both hands you glide your hands across your soft oil slick skin sensually. It’s not long before you close your eyes and start to lose yourself in a fantasy, imagining a hard but softly furred body rolling against yours and curious fingers possessively mapping out your skin as teasing fangs nip from your neck to your breasts.

- [ ] Wukong had grown bored VERY quickly after he left you at camp. There was NOTHING around for him to do no one to fight and no distractions from his ever growing need to be closer to you - which he will NEVER show.

- [ ] He doesnt know if youre doing it on purpose, probably not, but the way you sometimes look at him makes him twitchy and hot. He’s not some impulsive boy unable to control his more primal urges but you test his control daily

- [ ] He’s not sure if you’ve been using a new scented lotion or perfume but the scent coming off of you at random times the last several weeks has been making him need to grind his teeth to keep from reaching out and pulling your body tightly against his

- [ ] Thankfully he’s learned self discipline and finds it relatively easy to keep an air of innocence around you, not wanting to scare you off with his ever present and growing desire to lick you from your cute little toes to your sweet sweet mouth.

- [ ] Sitting around camp with you today was testing his patience. He’d noticed that slight flush on your cheeks assumed you may just be a bit warm as the day was a little hotter than usual. Unfortunately the sight of your reddened cheeks did nothing but fuel his imagination.

- [ ] If hes honest with himself desires like this were new, not in regards to you, but in general. So getting away from you for a while was always the best bet, he keeps an ear out in case you need him of course but fighting something always helps relieve the tension he builds up being in your presence

- [ ] Unfortunately the area surrounding your little temporary home was quiet. Too damn quiet. He almost thinks about going a little further out but quickly decides against it, not wanting to get too far from you in case something DID happen

- [ ] Which is why, as he’s hopping through the large forest trees, he ends up circling back towards the shallow cave

- [ ] His pace is fairly lax, enjoying the warm air and the calm familiar sounds of the woods

- [ ] Wukongs mind wanders a little to what lies ahead on your little journey as he makes his way back. He’s quite lost in thought so it takes him a moment to realize that something is amiss as he gets closer

- [ ] His sharp ears pick up the sound of your voice but it’s not something he’s heard before, or well he has, kind of. Only when youd eaten something really really good and you make a happy little noise that always makes his old heart skip a beat

- [ ] Well now he’s just curious, what did you find to eat? Were you hiding it from him to keep it all to yourself? How had he not known? Or smelled it?

- [ ] With a huff he picks up his pace racing through the trees determined to give you shit for trying to hide some wonderful little treat from him

- [ ] He can hear you better now that he’s close and just before he breaks through the trees he stops with a smirk deciding to sneak up on you as punishment

- [ ] But in his haste he missed a crucial detail - one he now is acutely aware of as he pauses just as the little camp comes into view

- [ ] He freezes, going completely still as he takes in the sight before him and the very obvious soft squelching sound echoing a little in the shallow cave. His keen hearing amplifying the sound.

- [ ] Hot HOT desire ripples through his strong frame causing every single hair on his body to stand on end like he’d been hit by lightning as he takes in your naked body, hips shifting just so as your hand is going to work between your thighs as you moan

- [ ] His simian nostrils flare as your scent hits him like a boulder almost knocking him off his feet, well at least now he knows where that heady scent you sometimes carry comes from. He salivates at the thought of tasting your nectar. There’s another scent mixed with your pleasure, faintly it smells almost like peaches but not quite.

- [ ] Your soft sounds wash over him causing a full on shudder to go through him. His cock hardening in an instant as you then whine HIS fucking name

- [ ] Something inside him almost snaps - later youd tell him it was his arrogance and ego swelling to the size of 5 mountains

- [ ] You are touching yourself wanting HIM, Wukong, and that sends a possessive growl rumbling through his chest, his claw tipped fingers flexing with the need to reach out and grab you, to touch you, to run his claws gently down your skin and watch you shiver and squirm

- [ ] You dont hear it of course too lost in stuffing your needy hole but by the sounds of it, its not quite enough for you

- [ ] Wukong keeps himself in place for a moment longer as he watches you tend to yourself, one of your hands slides up the side of your breast and pinches a nipple and he licks his lips at the sight, wanting to know what they taste like

- [ ] His tail flicks with pent up energy behind him as he finally stalks forward, a predator about to pounce on his prey

- [ ] But he has no intentions of helping you as he strips himself of his shirt letting it fall to the ground not caring where

- [ ] His furry chest is rapidly expanding with his quickened breaths, he breathes purposely through his nose wanting to capture every moment of your scent and commit it to memory

- [ ] Finally sensing you’re not alone you open your eyes and still with a sharp shocked breath. He watches as your cheeks redden further with surprise and embarrassment

- [ ] Quick as a whip before you can even pull your fingers away from your soaked pussy he’s between your knees bullying his way through with one hand holding you open by his grip on your thigh and his tail wrapping around the other. Spreading you open for his heated gaze

- [ ] He has ahold of your wrist preventing you from pulling back and before you can even think of protesting he pulls on your wrist, gently but firmly, you gasp as your fingers slip out of your pussy, the wet sound sending a tingle of embarrassment through you

- [ ] Instantly he has your dripping fingers pressed against his nose and mouth as he huffs in your scent before licking at them

- [ ] Feeling you tremble in his strong hold and your little shocked gasp he locks eyes with you and smirks as he licks your fingers completely clean as though he was starving for the taste

- [ ] He can tell you dont know what to do, that your torn between embarrassment and want. But he doesnt mind, he’s made the decision for you

- [ ] Wukong nips your fingers teasingly before he lowers your hand and places it back against your pussy, he uses his fingers to press yours pointedly against your slick lower lips and the little wet sound that accompanies the movement makes you both shiver.

- [ ] He slips his fingers in between yours, teasingly touching you for a moment as his fingers glide through your slick

- [ ] A light growl/groan rumbles through his chest as he looks at you with half lidded eyes filled with naked desire

- [ ] Slowly and deliberately he lets go of your hand, pleased when you keep your hand right where he’d placed it, and begins undoing his pants

- [ ] His puffs his furry chest out a little and chuckles, the sound husky as he watches your expression turn needy as he dips his hand into his pants and brings his throbbing dick out, enjoying how heavily your breathing gets and how your eyes seem to be unable to look away as he spreads your juices over his cock

- [ ] Scooting forward so that his cock presses against the back of your knuckles he smirks down at you

- [ ] “Since you decided to take your pleasure for yourself, give us a show my sweet peach.” He demands like the king he is with no room for arguments, wanting you to resume touching yourself while he watches and takes himself in hand. Punishing you a little for taking a special privilege away from him

[gorgeousmanfounddeadinacroptop]

tbnw ep 5

-that ep title interesting esp as we hit the halfway mark

-don't kiss him youll get sick

-ok so we just dgaf

-boss sure doesnt skip his squats

-oop

-wasnt he catching his death like 5 minutes ago

-oh my god... wow ok holy shit snsskkef

-i will say good effort great effort even but love sea ep 2 still reigns supreme

-one orgasm and he's proposing marriage

-tale your jeans off and get in bed damn

-wait are we back holy shit

-are you seeing a ghost?? huh??

-what the fuck whats going awn

-what the hell

-can we all please stop speaking in riddles PLEASE

-whatever that means

-OH WE ARE ADMITTING TO THE STALKING AND PSYCHOSIS

-nah cuz this is crazy

-these fuckass haircuts in the flashback

-aww defending his honor

-whole time hes stalking him

-this fucking angle

-yeah i guess hes not coming clean today

-not this again

-GUESS WHAT BUDDY THERES NO MULTIVERSE

-his outfits just get gayer

-well he lives downstairs bc HES A STALKER

-not the mind reading

-so parallel universes dont exist but MIND READING DOES?

-you know what? fine whatever

-the goddamn sound effects

-one of these days noeul is gonna play a smart character... not today tho

-oh wimbledon wimbledon wimbledon...

-except you are a stalker

-hes so gonna sell wimbledon out oh and its already done

-i feel like separating kids in a divorce only happens in movies

-physical and emotional abuse

-WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH HIS MOM

-ok so whats our plan to kill his mom

-ok the claw machine scene is cute

-the ost lyrics?

-sorry ik hes a stalker but im rooting for them

-you are not smiling?

-mind you you had your dick in his mouth YESTERDAY

-not this guy

-oh here we go

-kdrama moment

-why does he need four screens with like the same graph on them

-wimbledons smart sometimes i guess

-also is aiding and abetting STALKING

-how many colors does he have those pjs in?

see yall next week

[reddblight]

I’ve decided that this fic is a perfect way to spend my time at work on weekend mornings lol. So heres Chapter 2 of Cat & the Canary :3

Just a seth POV this time, but he’s fun to write! ao3 link at the bottom!

As Friday rolled around Seth and Harumasa had been texting back and forth, deciding that later that day would be the best time to meet and discuss the more in depth details.

Seth sat at the conference table, filling out his paperwork for the day about breaking up a few minor confrontations at a brunch restaurant that was clearly serving way too many mimosas if they needed to call public security 3 separate times in one morning. Zhu Yuan was at the head of the table filling out her own forms while Qingyi’s eyes slowly scanned over them both.

“This is boring. You both take so long to file paperwork.”

“Not all of us can file it internally like you, you know Qingyi. We actually have to write it out.” Seth tiredly shot back. “But I swear, those brunch aunts were vicious…” He shudders at the memory of claw-like acrylics and screeching laughter.

“Captain, Seth is being android racist. Tell him to respect his elders.”

“What!? I am not!” Seth jolted in his seat, his hair, ears, and tail ruffling as he squaked in indignation, paperwork completely forgotten in favor of defending his own honor.

Zhu Yuan let out an exasperated sigh. “Can we please just… have one normal work day.”

“Qingyi keeps hazing me!”

“Qingyi hazes everybody. Also don’t call it hazing unless you want to fill out the harassment paperwork.”

Seth pouted, crossing his arms and leaning back in his seat dramatically.

“Qingyi, spare Seth the trouble and find a new conversation topic please. I don’t want to read that report.”

She huffed (unnecessarily, Seth might add, since she literally doesnt need to breathe), shrugging it off and turning to look back at Seth Blankly. “Fine. So Seth, you’re gonna live with Executive Officer Asaba Harumasa in your new apartment?”

“Have you been reading my texts again!?” Seth’s head suddenly snapped over to look surprised and accusingly at his android companion. He started frantically searching his pockets to see if his phone had been snatched once again by Qingyi.

Zhu Yuan gave up and laid her pen down. “No Seth, I mentioned to her that you’d asked me about his apartment status the other day.” A small pitying smile danced across her lips as she shook her head at the antics of her coworkers. “I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t curious about that arrangement though. I wasn’t aware you two knew each other all that well.”

A mischievous glint flashed in Qingyi’s eye as she added, “Oh they seemed awfully familiar when they met in last month’s Ether Resistance drug case. Why else would Seth be arguing with a superior officer like that.”

Seth would like to think that had he in fact made a sound in response to that, it had been refined and calm in response to the poking. Of course he could not have made the shrill noise that others had later reported hearing, that would be inappropriate. For sure. But anyhow, after a sound was supposedly made, Seth looked over at Zhu Yuan’s expectant face as she stared at him with what he could only describe as a mix between concern and ‘you did what?’ The dreaded mom stare.

Seth sunk into his seat slightly, “He was being weird, he prodded me until I was upset and then totally diffused the situation by complimenting me. I feel like the whole interaction kinda went over my head?” He just couldn’t get a handle on that conversation! Asaba was annoying sometimes, liked to poke and prod, but he was never outright mean-spirited or bigoted. But he said that awful stuff about people with Ether Aptitude Regression Syndrome.

Zhu Yuan and Qingyi both sat and watched curiously as Seth got quiet, seemingly having some kind of internal dialogue with himself.

Zhu Yuan looked to Qingyi, who had clearly watched the body cam footage, to elaborate on the situation in lieu of the rookie officer.

Qingyi met the captain's gaze, hands on her hips, and casually reported, “Executive Officer Asaba overheard Seth and another officer discussing the ether aptitude drug. The other officer, Watt, was reasoning that the wonder drug may be a worthwhile thing to look into given our line of work. Executive Officer Asaba then interjected that it may be a worthwhile sacrifice from the patients in order to help the many. Seth then argued against that point vehemently. The conflict continued until Wise intervened and assisted in de-escalating the situation.”

“Interesting…” Zhu Yuan looked over at Seth who still seemed to be a bit lost in thought. “Seth,” the lynx thiren broke from his stupor to look at Zhu Yuan, “Do you know about…” she tapered off, giving him a meaningful look.

Seth cocked his head to the side slightly, he did not in fact ‘know about…’ he had no idea what Zhu Yuan was talking about at all. “Huh? What’s up?”

Zhu yuan pursed her lips and looked over and Qingyi who nonchalantly shrugged. “Nothing, it’s not my place to talk about it, but I'm sure you’ll find out soon enough given you’re moving in with him.”

Seth was confused, and kinda irritated that everyone seemed to know something he didn’t. That wasn’t exactly a new feeling, but there was still a slight bitterness to it all the same. Best not to linger on it, he’d just shift the topic back to his moving. “Yeah, we’re actually supposed to meet at a cafe in Lumina Square after work today. We’re talking specifics about the apartment, furniture, boundaries, etc.”

“Oh that's good.” Zhu Yuan perked up a bit, leaning onto the table and smiling. “I remember my first roommate and I were a complete mess when we were trying to figure out moving in, we had no idea what we were doing. If you need any help feel free to ask, Qingyi and I can help you guys move boxes.”

“We can?” Qingyi raised an eyebrow at Zhu Yuan’s assumed volunteering.

“Yes, we can.” Zhu Yuan chuckled in response. “Anywho, if you guys are meeting after work let's get these files finished up so you don’t hold him up by needing to stay late.

Seth looked at Qingyi and the Captain fondly, a smile made its way across his lips as he chuckled a little at the automaton's expense. “Thanks you guys, I appreciate the offer, I might just take you up on that.”

And with that, Zhu Yuan and Seth resumed their paperwork while Qingyi kept a slow, comfortable conversation flowing through the room between them all.

•••••

Okay so he was a little late. Paperwork is the worst, but due process is due process. After filing the papers he had to get changed. He’d put on a blue sweater with orange stripes and a baggy, but nice pair of jeans, cuffed at the ankle. He wasn't like ‘running’ late, more like ‘speed walking’ late, but he was only a block away now so he picked up his speed to an awkward half jog.

As he approached the cafe he saw Asaba Harumasa sitting at an outdoor table. He looked relaxed wearing a baggy graphic tee, black cargo joggers, and a well worn pair of chucks along with his trademark headband and choker. He was staring at his phone, slouched in his chair, legs spread, and had two drinks sitting in front of him with a few packets of sugar and a small cup of what looked like creamer.

As Seth swung himself into the chair across from Asaba he dropped his small black backpack, which had an Eous pin on it from Belle (Random Play had a deal going when he got his membership card, it came with the pin). He let out a little exaggerated sigh, “Sorry I’m late Senior Asaba, had to finish some paperwork before I could leave the precinct. Thanks for grabbing drinks.”

Asaba looked up at Seth, a small smile on his lips, one eyebrow cocked upwards as he chuckled slightly. “Paperwork eh? That sucks. By the way, let’s get that ‘Senior Asaba’ shit outta the way, if we’re gonna be rooming together you can just call me Harumasa. As much as I love being your old ‘senpai’ that feels like it’d get annoying for ya pretty quick.” All the while he kept that teasing look on his face. “Oh and I dunno how you like your coffee so I brought out sugar n’ creamer n’ all that.”

“Yeah, thanks!” Seth opened the lid on his coffee cup and mixed in his desired additions (my ass does not drink coffee, I have no idea what Seth would like, I just feel like he has a sweet tooth, so probably a decent amount of sugar lmao). He took a sip, pleased with the flavor he’d concocted, then looked back up at Harumasa who was just casually watching him. The sunlight reflected nicely off his hair. “Oh by the way, how did you have time to both get here before me and change? Didn’t you have work today? I know the H.A.N.D. offices aren’t like super far, but I know I’m way closer.”

“Ah,” Harumasa hunched over on himself, putting on a weak voice and coughing a couple of times into his closed fist while raising his other hand up towards Seth. “I wasn’t feeling too good this morning, so I took sick leave.” He coughed a couple more times as if to punctuate his point before leaning back into his comfortable slouch. “So I got here a little early. Figured you’d be more punctual.” He smirked at Seth , shooting a wink his way.

What the hell? Asaba- er, Harumasa was so weird. Slacking off had always been his thing in school, and Seth guesses he never grew out of that. Gonna just ignore that last thing though, probably just Harumasa messing with him again, trying to get a rise out of him. “Ugh, whatever. Anyway, let's talk about this apartment. I’ve been chatting with the landlord, I can give you his number. He’s a pretty nice older guy. There are 3 options within our discussed budget right now, one is fully furnished, the other two are partially furnished. They all have kitchen stuff — fridges, dishwashers, microwaves — plus beds and dressers. The 3rd doesnt have a table or chairs, and the second does, but doesn’t have a couch. Obviously the fully furnished apartment is the most expensive, but I don’t have any issue with that if that’s what you prefer.”

Harumasa leans his head onto the back of the chair in thought, squinting and looking skyward as he scrunches his mouth up in a thoughtful way, eyebrows knitting together. He crosses his arms before saying, “Meh, I’d like to take a look at all of them, but I'd be fine buying some furniture. Plus I’ve got some stuff from my current apartment like cutlery n’ all that. Buying any big stuff like a table or couch is kinda a hassle though. What floor are they on?”

Seth leans forward, placing his arms on the table and resting his head in one of his hands as he swirls his coffee cup a bit. “There are like, 7 floors total I think. The fully furnished apartment is on the 5th floor and,” He leans down to unzip his backpack and takes out his journal, a small leather bound book his parents gifted him, before flipping through to the page where he wrote his notes about the apartments. “Right the apartment with no table is on the first floor, no couch is on the second.”

Harumasa’s eyes flick to the journal where Seth’s neat notes sit, written in fine blue ink, before he looks back up at Seth, who has begun to nibble on the tip of a blue ballpoint pen. “Well, even if sixth street is a pretty good area, I don’t love the idea of living on the first floor. Old habits n’ all that. I’m sure it’s cheaper, but it’s got less security. People could just stare in through the windows.”

“Oh I guess I didn’t think of that, most break ins we attend do occur on first floor apartments… huh.” Seth scrunches his face up thoughtfully and Harumasa laughs a bit as Seth’s ears stand straight up and twitch a bit and he puts a hand to his chin.

“Elementary my dear Watson.” Harumasa makes himself chuckle, Seth has no idea what he’s referencing though.

“Huh?”

“Oh dude, do you seriously not know Sherlock Holms?” Harumasa leans forward in disbelief. “I’d have pegged you for a fanboy.”

Seth looks at his dark haired companion, deeply confused. One ear falls flat towards his head as the other perks, mimicking his eyebrows. “Dude, I have no idea what you’re talking about, like at all.”

Harumasa laughs, crossing his arms over his stomach. “I guess that makes sense, not everyone spent their free time as a kid scrolling through the interknot like me I guess. He was the fictional detective, pre hollows. Some old forum website archives I saw mentioned him a huge amount. Ever heard the phrase ‘no shit sherlock’?”

Seth was lost, but at least appreciated Harumasa trying to explain. “And what or who is watson?”

“Watson is his partner. Actually I wonder if Wise n’ Belle may have some old Sherlock films. I’ll have to ask them. At the very least, it could be good for movie night at the apartment.”

Seth shrugged. “Guess so. Anyway, let's talk boundaries for the apartment. You know more about this, than I do so any suggestions?”

Harumasa thought for a second, drumming his fingers on the table and sipping his coffee. “Well, I think we should probably respect each other’s privacy. Knock on bedroom doors, not go into each other's rooms when we’re out, no searching through medicine cabinets n’ all that. I don’t mind sharing food as long as we split groceries evenly, we can trade off chores weekly, do our own laundry though. We just gotta respect each other’s belongings”

Seth nodded in agreement, “Sounds good to me, I’ll definitely vacuum during my shedding season though, only fair. I don’t really have a lot to bring furniture/supply wise, so I can buy some extra stuff if we need since you’re supplying a lot of kitchen stuff. Do you want me to set up a tour of the two apartments that aren’t on the first floor?”

Harumasa nodded at Seth, smiling. “Sounds good, just lemme know when. Oh by the way, one more boundary we should set, we should let each other know if we’re having guests over. I don’t usually have a lot of people over, but I don’t know how many friends or otherwise you’ve got to bring home. And if it’s the ‘otherwise’ just let me know and I’d be fine to clear out for a bit.”

Harumasa watched Seth’s brain buffer for a second before his eyebrows shot straight to his hairline, his eyes bugged, and his entire face turned beet red. “Oh! Uh, no! No one like that in my life! Haha, nope uh, no, nothing like that!” He sputtered oh so eloquently. Good one seth. Shut up seth. Ugh… why was he such a loser?

Harumasa barked out a deep laughter as Seth freaked out at the mere mention of sexual escapades. “Noted.”

Ugh Seth needed a change of topic to rebalance the conversation, hm… well he had been meaning to ask actually and now was as good a time as any before he forgot. “Oh by the way, I wanted to talk about our argument last month. I’m just a bit confused about that whole thing. I know I can be a bit dense sometimes, I just think some things went over my head.”

At this Harumasa sat up, placing his forearms on the table, wincing a bit at the memory. “Ah yeah, I should probably apologize for being kinda a dick about that, I was having a rough week. Mostly I just wanted to fuck with your coworker because he was being a jackass, but I took some stuff out on you too, I’m sorry about that.”

“I appreciate the apology Harumasa,” Seth met Harumasa’s eyes and did see some regret there, he felt guilty. “If I could ask, is there any reason that you brought up my brother?”

At that Harumasa grimaced, leaning back again. Avoidant body language, Seth noted. “Eughh, yeah… your brother was my senior in the Academy. He wasn’t exactly my favorite person, we had some very different views on things. That's partially what I’m apologizing for, because of my interactions in the past with him I made some assumptions about you that were unfair, but I’m happy to say that you standing up for those patients absolutely proved me wrong. I mean what I said to you that day Seth, you’re gonna make a great public security officer.”

There was that weird feeling again, that warmth in Seth’s stomach. Blegh, the coffee probably just wasn’t sitting right. If anyone noticed a slight flush to Seth's cheeks or the wagging of his tail though, no one mentioned it. “I uh, I can understand that. He and I have some disagreements too. What brothers don’t I guess. Thanks for admitting that though, I appreciate your honesty.”

The silence between them lingered for maybe 20 to 30 seconds, but to Seth it felt like 10 full minutes passed where neither of them met each other's eyes.

Harumasa cleared his throat before restarting the conversation. “Ahem, anyway. Let's talk about utilities.”

“Yeah, sounds good!”

The two stayed, talking more about arrangements for the next 45ish minutes - an hour. Before they had to head their separate ways. Harumasa told Seth that he was heading to the metro station to head home, offered if Seth wanted to walk with him, but Seth had to kindly refuse. He was going to his parents house for the weekend and they were sending someone to pick him up from the cafe soon. Both men said their goodbyes before Harumasa walked off to his destination, lit by the setting sun in a way that had Seth’s eyes glued to him. He looked like he was shining. His hair reflected the light so nicely and it made his pale skin seem to shimmer. Somewhere Belle vomited at this twilight ass comparison, but Seth didn’t know that.

He waited about 7 minutes before his parent’s driver pulled up to the curb and Seth got in the car.

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