#Rodent Control Practices

[p3stfreen3sts]

Beneficial Rodent Control Practices In Commercial Properties

The presence of pests, especially rodents, on commercial property is a significant threat to the business. Pests carry dangerous diseases and can pose a significant health risk to employees and employers. Rodents can damage many important belongings, and this can lead to big losses for the business. The good news is that you can always hire professional rodent control in Clayton and create a safe atmosphere in your commercial space.

Whether a homeowner or a person in business, one must get rid of rodents to eliminate the risk of rodent infestation. Rodents in a commercial property not only infiltrate the commercial property but also jeopardise the business’s reputation. Professionals use the best products and techniques to eradicate infestations from the roots. However, you must be aware of some simple ways to keep these creatures away.

Through this blog, let us learn about the various practices that help to put rodents in the commercial space in control.

Assess the Risk of Pest Infestation

Before we dive into the best rodent control practices to eradicate the rodents in commercial places, let us assess the risk that rodents or infestation of any pest can

Cause physical damage to structures

Cause physical damage to stored goods

Contaminate the food supplies

Leave businesses at risk of health code violations

Ruin business reputation

Loss of revenue and customer revenue

Beneficial practices that help in rodent control in commercial properties. Here are the best practices you can follow

Seal the entry points:

The rodents have soft and flexible bodies, and the rodents can pass through tiny openings. It is therefore important to seal the possible gaps and entry points such as cracks and openings around the utility lines, gaps around the doors and windows, and any other narrow openings that allow these pests a free entry. Use good quality rodent-proof sealants to close these gaps.

Routine pest inspection:

When you conduct a regular inspection of your commercial premises and detect the presence of pests, you take the first best step to get rid of the rodent infestation. Be more vigilant regarding the signs of rodent activities and probable nesting sites. Instead of dealing with a full-blown infestation, if you necessitate the proactive approach of early detection, you can get rid of the problem quickly. However, if the pest infestation is uncontrollable, hire professional pest control services in Clayton.

Waste management is an essential step:

Accumulation of waste in the commercial space invariably leads to pest infestation. Wastes and garbage in your commercial areas invite rodents, and these things become their food. Make sure that you implement regular waste disposal practices. Take extra precautions like removing the garbage regularly, sealing trash bins, and keeping the surrounding area clean and sanitised. This proactive approach helps to discourage rodents from entering your premises.

Regular Cleaning:

A practice of regular cleaning not only keeps the premises clean but also acts as a deterrent to pests, especially rodents. Effective cleaning practices like regular sweeping, mopping, and disinfecting help to keep rodents away. The rodents cannot find any source of food or food debris. This practice even eliminates the food odour, which also attracts pests.

Hiring professional rodent control in Clayton:

The rodent control experts have the right tools and products to remove the pests from your house. They are trained and conduct safe practices to assess the extent of pest infestation. It helps them develop effective strategies out of their training and knowledge. Although you should implement effective rodent control practices in your commercial space, you cannot guarantee complete rodent removal. Thus, hiring a professional rodent control service in Clayton is a wise investment.

Utilising Professional Pest Control Services:

While proactive measures are essential, enlisting the services of professional pest control Clayton experts is a wise investment. These professionals have the knowledge and tools to assess the extent of a pest infestation and strategically implement targeted solutions. Regularly scheduled pest control inspections can serve as a preventive measure.

Educating the employees about cleanliness

The final yet most essential practice of rodent control is employee education. Conduct periodic training sessions to educate your employees on the importance of religiously maintaining a clean and healthy workspace. They must be trained to detect the early signs of pest infestation and report the issues immediately to avoid further nuisance. Thus, preventive measures can be more effective when a collective effort has been encouraged.

Sometimes, besides adopting regular inspection practices or proper waste management practices, all you need is professional help to deal with the rodent infestation.

If you are looking for the best rodent control in Clayton to eliminate the pests or particularly rodents in your house, get in touch with Pest Free Nests. We help you get rid of pests in the safest and most effective way. Call us for further assistance and information about our services.

For any questions or to schedule a consultation, please contact us at Phone: 0478 244 666

[konansock]

Mod Update: Club & Business Activity Expanded

Sul Sul, Simmers! Sorry for taking so long to update this mod, I hereby announce that my Custom Club Activity Project is now officially renamed to Club & Business Activity Expanded.

In the new version, not only is all the activities updated to be compatible with new update, a lot of new activities were added specifically for Small Business - Like Tend Market Stalls, Offer Occult Training, and Tend Gravesite!

You can have a detailed list of all the activities and  whether they're available as Club Activities, Small Business Customers or Small Business Employees  here.

Base Game: View Aquarium, Attend to Babies, Back Float, Bake and Eat Cake, Bake Cake, Bake Cupcake, Charity, Complain, Cowplant, Cowplant's Cake, Critique, Critique Art, Cupcakes, Dig for Treasure, Friendly Ghost, Ask Future Cube, Game Livestream, Gossip, Haunting Ghost, Open Holiday Cracker, Do Erratic Things, Lounge on Chairs, Brag, Play with Molding Clay, Mourn the Dead, Parent-Kid Activities, Write to Pen Pal, Take Photos, Take Photos, Take Photo for Others, Sell Art, Use Social Network, Talk about Vampires, Tell Stories, Tip Performers, Care for Toddlers, Care for Infants, Help with Homework, Rummage Trash, WooHoo, Try for Baby, Practice Typing, Use Toilet, Witness Death, Fruit Punch Fountain, Use Vending Machine.

Cross-Pack: Care For Birds, Play with Birds, Be Mean to Birds, Order Street Food, Tend Market Stalls, Give Gifts, Go Shopping, Window Shopping, Listen to Stories, Offer Makeover, Toy with Motives, Influence Other Sims, Create Negative Emotions, Spread Positive Emotions, Freeze, Mind Control, Transform Objects and Sims, Play with Animals, Be Mean to Animals, Make a Wish at the Well, Offer Occult Training, Request Occult Training.

Cats & Dogs: Be Mean to Pets, Train Pets, Use Vet Objects, Craft Pet Treats.

City Living: Ask for Bribe, Ask for Donation, Bubble Bottle, Critique Food, Critique Performances, Deface Murals, Fireworks, Attend Festivals, Attend The Flea Market, Attend The Romance Festival, Try To Find Love At The Romance Festival, Attend Geekcon, Attend Spice Festival, Attend Humor & Hijinks Festival, Join Jokesters at Humor & Hijinks Festival, Join Pranksters at Humor & Hijinks Festival, Be Friendly to Talking Toilets, Be Mean to Talking Toilets, Have Fun with Talking Toilets, Sabotage Talking Toilets, Paint Murals, Haggle, Sing Karaoke, Watch Living Statue, Collect and Trade Posters, Collect and Trade Snow Globes, Protest, Play with Hand Sparklers, Play Console Game, Watch Speech.

Cool Kitchen: Make and Eat Ice Cream, Make Ice Cream.

Cottage Living: Collect Farm Products

Dine Out: Color Placemat, Discuss Food

Discover University: Grade Homework, Ride Bikes, Play Ping Pong, Play Juice Pong, Use Keg Stand, Do University Coursework, Write Research Papers, Contribute Knowledge

Eco Lifestyle: Craft Candles, Drink Juice Fizzing Products, Recycle and Compost, Dumpster Dive, Play in Acid Rain, Sketch Blueprint

For Rent: Snoop On Others, Clean Mold, Spread Spores, Spread Mold, Cook Tomarani Cuisine

Get Famous: Perform Scenes, Flaunt Fame, Flaunt Wealth, Interact with Fans, Play in Money Pile, Use Streaming Drones

Get To Work: Contact Aliens, Dance with Mannequin

Growing Together: Play on Treehouse, play in Splash Pad, have Pillow Fights.

Horse Ranch: Ride Horses, Be Friendly to Horse, Be Mean to Horse, Use Horse Obstacles, Harvest Prairie Grass

High School Year: Ride Pier Attractions, Make and Eat Ice Cream, Drink Boba Tea, Use Photo Booth.

Home Chef Hustle: Bake Pizza, Make Waffles, Make Prepped Ingredients

Island Living: Ride Aqua-Zips, Collect Seashells, Go Sailing, Sand Activities, Play with Dolphin, Sunbathe, Make and Drink Kava, Make Kava.

Laundry Day: Watch Laundry

Life & Death: Tend Gravesite

Movie Hangout: Discuss Movies

My First Pet: Play with Rodents, Be Friendly to Rodents, Be Mean to Rodents, Study Rodents, Clean Rodent Cage

My Wedding Stories: Collect Message in a Bottle, Prepare for Wedding

Outdoor Retreat: Roast Food on Campfires, Use Tents, Brew Herbalism Potions.

Paranormal: Explore the Haunted House

Parenthood: Show Gross Manners, Make a Mess, Play with Doctor Playset, Work on School Project Carefully, Work on School Project Sloppily, Shout Forbidden Words, Write Private Journals

Realm of Magic: Have Magic Duels, Set Fire, Offer Magic Training, Read Magic Tomes

Seasons: Bond with Bees, Disturb Bees, Give Romantic Gifts, Give Mean Gifts, Play in Kiddie Pool, Rake Leaves and Shovel Snow

Snowy Escape: Attend Light Festivals, Attend Youth Festivals, Buy Simmi Capsules, Eat Hotpot

Spa Day: Soak Feet, Get Foot Massage, Get Body Massage, Polish Nails, Ask for Manicure and Pedicure, Take Soak Baths, Relax in Sauna, Use Face Masks

Spooky: Carve Pumpkins

Strangerville: Hail to Mother! Use Listening Device, Military Spar, Do Military Training

Vampires: Dark Meditation, Vampire Duel, Have Vampiric Training

Vintage Glamour: Use Vanity Table, Play with Makeup, Study Globe

Werewolves: Werewolf Spar, Hunt for Food, Scavenge for Relics, Mark Territory

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Translation update: @kimikosoma created the French update for my Additional Bucket List mod, check it out here! https://www.curseforge.com/sims4/mods/mod-additional-bucket-list-skills-par-rex-trad-fr

[tamayakii]

Hi I read your post about yan!Tywin and that you have more inc*st headcanons about him and I’m interested if you’re cool with that 🫣

hehe thank you anon for giving me the chance to talk about this <3

warnings: DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT, incest, yandere themes, female!reader, nsfw, is it bare or bear, tama asks herself BY PROCEEDING PAST THIS WARNING, YOU ARE THEREFORE CONSENTING TO VIEW THIS CONTENT.

Being Tywin's pretty pretty girl, dressed in the finest of silks and jewelry, the lady of the rock from a young age.

Whilst, of course, you weren't married, people came to view you as Lady of the Rock, which ofc didnt help with Tywin's delusions.

Okay but listen, him HIDING your monthly bleed from the world. Threatening maids that if a slip of your monthly bleed comes out that they’d lose their eyes. So westeros comes to know you as a woman with no viable womb, right? that means you have no value in being married off cause you “can’t bear children” therefore you’d his, no one would fight for your hand.

Losing your virginity to Papa Tywin, riding the same cock that helped made you, imagine a little bit of blood seepin on his cock when he first thrusts into you 😭😭 the same blood that flows through him, smeared across his loins.

BUT IMAGINE PAPA TYWIN BRINGING YOU TO THE RED KEEP WHEN HES HAND OF THE KING :(( you can’t fuck more openly now, back his casterly rock he had more control but in the castle where the rodents kill the cats, it’s a death sentence to be found out.

THAT MAN SUCKS TITTY!! i just know it!! hes a rough one too, harshly sucking on his granddaughters tits whilst sitting at his desk, palming your hips as you grind against him.

For awhile he was reasonable, you couldn’t be with child, at least to the world but as his delusions deepen, he tampers with your moon tea, and practically locks you in your room.

You’re HIS alone, HE made you.

Any man that offers his hand to you is gone, any winning knight that names you the queen of love and beauty in tournaments is suddenly crippled for life.

Your entire LIFE is controlled by him, i cannot emphasize this enough. The very air you breathe might as well be permitted by him, your meals are controlled, you garden time- oh and the GARDEN WALKS!!! When Tywin has a little time to spare and you bat your eyelashes at him, he finds that he can stomach a walk around the beautiful flowers(tho they arent as beautiful as you), servants tending to the bushes and trees find that you cling a little too close, lips a little too pouted and breasts pushed against his arm a bit much but can they say a word? no.

[melanchoire]

Free use with ningning🤤🤤🤤🤤

God she has such a slutty body my god please let reader full on mandhandle and use her like the fucktoy she is😩😩😩😩 just anytime and anywhere groping her and pkaying with her

girl you mentioned the bimbo and i couldn't help but write all my thoughts about her and there is a lot 😭 i hope you don't mind

cw: exhibitionism, fingering, humiliation, overstimulation, somnophilia, squirting, toys (dildos, fuck machine, nipple clamps, ropes, strap–on, vibrator.) idk if i'm forgetting something i'll check it later

ningning is one of my favorite bratty bimbo because she leads the squad of babygirls who just want to be fucked silly (chaewon, yuna and wonyoung have competition.)

ningning may look like a sweet girl but you know she’s the kind of girl who has an innocent face but is a complete slut 😭 the one you can see and think is just a happy and cute girl, or the one that with a simple look you know that in her mind her brain can only think about fuck and fuck

she acts dumb, pretending to have no idea whatsoever about sex until the giggles get the better of her and the dumb act fades away completely. I BET she talks without any filter about fucking or whatever, especially about her fetishes or kinks and it’s an endless list that includes almost all the kinks in existence

she is a big fan of being treated like a dumb and being humiliated to the point where she actually starts to feel ashamed of herself. ningning loves being treated badly and spoken to as if inside her head there is only a hamster running and going around in a rodent wheel

even ningning is the one who treats herself like a whore: she would spend days trying to convince you that it would be a good idea for her to use a remote–controlled bullet vibrator and for you to be the one controlling it, getting to the point of begging you on her knees because just thinking about the idea makes her more and more needy and she begins to see it as a basic need like eating or sleeping. the type who wears the tightest and shortest clothes possible to provoke you, “accidentally” forgetting to wear underwear when wearing tight shirts or skirts and it’s a coincidence that she realizes this when you mention it to her when a strong breeze lifts her skirt a little or when she bends over to pick something up and the fabric rides up her rear a little. but it was just a slip according to her words, she is so clumsy! the clear example that you can not be pretty and intelligent at the same time

and she is the one who asks and practically forces you to use her like a dumb doll whenever you want 😭😵‍💫

ningning sleeps in the most slutty pajama set possible, a silk tank top with matching shorts, again not bothering to wear underwear because she loves the feeling of the silky fabric against her soaking wet pussy 🥺 or sometimes she even dares to sleep without clothes. whatever the option, she always wakes up in the middle of the night feeling you fucking her pussy mercilessly, moaning loudly and whimpering uncontrollably at how rough you’re being with her

she has this fetish or whatever you want to call it of doing housework and in the blink of an eye finding herself being fucked 😭 it’s pretty stupid but tolerable just because it’s her

ningning kneels in front of the washing machine and puts her lower half inside the appliance while putting the dirty clothes inside it, smiling victoriously as she feels you standing behind her and you pull her shorts down to her knees, noticing that she surprisingly has no panties on today. she also enjoys cooking a delicious meal for the two of you, ending with her being bent over the counter and getting fucked silly from behind 🥺 although she will enjoy it more if you tell her to continue cooking while you take care of destroying her greedy cunt

the type who has countless toys

she loves to ride and maybe the only activity that can consume her energy and make her exhausted enough to stop bothering for a while… so what’s better than just sitting back and forcing her to ride your strap, handcuffing her hands behind your back and maybe even placing nipple clamps on her tits? she would start to get whiny because she needs to have her tits played with and her clit rubbed, so she would start moving her hips in a faster and more uncontrolled rhythm because she is chasing an orgasm that you’re not completely willing to give her

owner of countless dildos and her favorites are the tentacle ones. she would love to be kneeling on the floor riding a dildo and being watched under your gaze while you’re chilling on the couch, ending up becoming desperate and grabbing the toy by the base to slammer it violently against her pussy because she needs it 🥺

maybe using the fucking machine she loves so much 💗 making her lie face down on the floor, head down with her cheek pressing against the floor and her ass up and knees bruised due to how much they were scraping because her legs were shaking and hips threatening to fall down, but the stern look you gave her every time she tried to give up was something that only encouraged her to hold on a little longer

or something calmer like being tied up but you’re the one playing with her pussy, fingering her while holding a vibrator against her swollen clit, not wanting to stop even while she is cumming or crying

in short, ningning is just a girl who wants to be used like the cute doll she is 💗

[whitecompri]

Roller Trouble

Request: "Okay so this one is a little basic butttt can I ask for triple s and reader (could be separate or together!!) going roller skating?? But like reader slips forward and falls down on top of them? And they're all flustered"

Sonic, Silver and Shadow (Bonus: Scourge)

Pairing: Sonic x Reader; Shadow x Reader; Silver x Reader; Scourge x Reader

Genre: Fluff, comedy

Rating: T (Teen)

Warnings: Mild Suggestive Themes

Author Notes: I was really enjoying adding Scourge to my stories, I hope you don't mind me putting him as a bonus here, plus, I had a cool idea for him and couldn't leave him out. I hope you enjoy it and thanks for the request!

Sonic

He walked calmly beside you, occasionally holding your arms as you balanced on your skates. It had been a little while since you started learning to skate, and with the help of the blue hedgehog and his support, you could already go long distances on your own without his constant guidance.

At that moment, he was following a bit behind as you glided smoothly on your skates, having a great time. However, the speedy rodent had an idea that seemed brilliant.

Running up beside you, keeping pace, he flashed a small grin. "Hey, [Y/N], wanna race?" You raised an eyebrow in surprise. "I don’t know, Sonic, I’m still learning. I don’t think I can go any faster than this." "Relax, you’re already doing great, and I promise I’ll go easy on you." He gave a wide smile, positioning himself to run. "Ready? Go!"

He dashed off without even waiting for you. You could only chuckle softly—it was obvious you wouldn’t be able to keep up, but it still seemed fun. "You blue cheater." You started picking up the pace, quickly heading toward him.

Sonic stopped a little ahead, tapping his foot on the ground, his back turned to you, a smirk at the corner of his mouth as you quickly approached.

That’s when you realized you should have declined the challenge—but now it was too late. Your feet were too slippery, and your lack of practice and skill made it impossible to stop in time.

Before you knew it, you were flying straight toward the blue hedgehog. Upon impact, he let out a small grunt of pain, sending both of you crashing to the ground with a thud.

Slowly, you opened your eyes after the shock, finding yourself sprawled on top of him. His expression was surprised, his eyes wide, and it was noticeable that, beneath his fur, his cheeks were slightly flushed. But quickly after that, he flashed a more amused grin, sitting up and helping you do the same.

"Wow, I didn’t know you liked me that much." He chuckled softly, scratching the back of his neck, looking away for a second, making you smile a little. "Sorry, I lost control." "It’s all good. I shouldn’t have challenged you like that. Are you okay?" He scanned you for any injuries. "Yeah, my fall was cushioned..." You laughed. "Yeah, I wasn’t expecting that one. Come on, let’s practice a bit more." Helping you to your feet, he assisted you in regaining your balance. "No races this time... for now." He flashed a mischievous grin. "And try not to run me over next time."

You playfully punched his shoulder, continuing to be guided by the blue hedgehog.

Shadow

You had spent a long time begging Shadow to teach you how to skate. After all, it was incredible watching him use his Air Shoes, and you definitely wanted to replicate that.

So, after a lot of persistence, the black hedgehog finally took you out to practice skating for the first few times.

Now, it hadn’t been that long since you started, but his guidance and patience were helping you improve significantly every day. He still held your hand constantly, making sure you moved at a speed where he could intervene if you lost your balance.

Whenever you seemed like you were about to stumble, you could be sure his hands would instinctively grab your arms to steady you. However, you didn’t want to just move at slow speeds forever—you wanted to push yourself, to start skating faster.

"Shadow... Can I try going around on my own?" "No." His response was blunt. "What? But why? I can already keep my balance. I can go one lap without falling." "You need more practice. A few times aren’t enough to say you know how to skate." He remained impassive, simply guiding you while holding your hand delicately. "Pretty please?" You pouted at him, making an adorable face in an attempt to convince the tough hedgehog.

With a sigh, he closed his eyes and stopped. Then, suddenly, he let go of your hand. "Fine. But if you fall, it’s your fault... Just one lap, and be careful." He crossed his arms and stood still, waiting for you to go.

With a victorious smile and sparkling eyes, you slowly started skating around the rink, gliding smoothly. Then, as you tried to turn back toward him, your body tilted to one side, making you lose balance and stumble—heading straight toward Shadow.

You were about to crash into him, instinctively curling into yourself, bracing for impact. But at the last second, before you nock him to the ground, strong arms caught you, preventing your body from hitting the floor. Instead, you landed on something soft, followed by the muffled sound of a grunt.

Trembling slightly, you opened your eyes to find Shadow beneath you, his eyes narrowed, brows furrowed. He blinked once, then twice, before you quickly sat up in front of him, checking if he was hurt.

"Shadow, damn, I’m sorry! You saved me from a nasty fall." You said, holding one of his hands. With the other, he scratched the back of his neck before smoothing down his quills to keep them from getting messy.

Then, he looked into your eyes. You were surprised to find shock in his expression, along with a faint blush spreading across his entire face. He stayed frozen for a few seconds, as if putting the pieces together. Quickly, his gaze dropped to your hand in his, and he cleared his throat, looking away.

"Tsk... I told you that you needed more practice..." Even though he refused to look at you, the deep blush beneath his fur was painfully obvious.

"Sorry, I should’ve listened to you. I won’t try skating alone again without your help."

Shadow stood up, helping you to do the same. "It’s fine... I shouldn’t have let you go off on your own in the first place." Despite his firm words, you noticed his crimson eyes scanning you for any injuries. Finding none, he let out a relieved sigh, the redness on his face fading slightly.

"Can we keep practicing?" You asked hopefully. Shadow thought for a second. "I suppose we can stay a little longer... But I’m keeping an eye on you. I don’t want to see you falling again."

Shadow would never admit this to anyone, but just the thought of you getting hurt was enough to make his whole body tense—and turn him 200% more protective of you.

Silver

When you mentioned your interest in roller skating, Silver's expression lit up completely as his mind filled with ideas of all the quality time you could spend together while he taught you.

Silver wasn’t that skilled, but he was more experienced than you, so for now, he calmly skated alongside you, carefully holding your elbow and making sure not to make you fall.

"Very nice! You’re learning really fast. At this rate, you’ll be doing tricks in no time." He chuckled.

"Well, it’s all thanks to the best skating teacher I’ve ever had." You shot him a warm smile.

And so, the two of you kept gliding smoothly along the ground, going around the skating rink together.

"How about a break now? Let’s go back and sit for a bit, then we can continue later." He suggested, lightly tugging your arm so you could return to the bench in the park and rest for a while.

However, as you both moved, Silver accidentally pulled you a little too fast, making you lose balance and control, which in turn made you pull him back unintentionally, causing him to lose his footing on his skates as well.

"Oh man…" He muttered.

In the end, everything happened so quickly. You ended up bumping into him just as he was trying to steady you, and both of you came crashing to the ground with a loud thud. When you opened your eyes from the shock, you noticed something incredibly soft beneath you. That’s when you realized that your cheek was resting against something warm and fluffy, and as soon as it hit you that it was Silver’s chest fur, you quickly pulled away, lifting your face and looking down, only to find a completely frozen Silver.

His eyes were wide open, his mouth slightly ajar, and he was panting softly from the surprise. Beneath his fur, a deep red blush was unmistakably visible.

"T-this isn’t… I mean— I didn’t mean to… uh…" He stammered, his words tumbling out before completely failing him. "Sorry… I-I couldn’t catch you. I should’ve used my powers…" He averted his gaze, covering his muzzle with his hand, trying to hide the bright flush on his face, a single drop of sweat rolling down his forehead fur.

"Silver… it wasn’t your fault…" You gently cupped his cheek with your palm, making him look at you. "I didn’t get hurt because of you. Thank you."

It was clear that your words only made him even redder.

"Y-you’re welcome… I think."

"Come on, let’s go sit on the bench and take a breather." You knelt on the ground, holding his hand to help him stand up and regain his balance. Then, he also helped you, guiding you back to the safety of the bench with even more care than before.

Scourge (BONUS)

He wasn’t particularly into skating or anything similar, but still, he liked to tag along just to tease you and laugh whenever you took a fall—after all, you were still learning how to skate.

At that moment, you were slowly circling around the park, practicing your balance, while Scourge sat cross-legged on the grass, simply watching from a distance. And surprisingly, he was silent.

That is, until he sighed, stood up, and walked toward you, matching your slow pace.

"Ey, princess, how ‘bout we spice things up a lil’ and you pull off some real tricks on that ramp?"

You could only narrow your eyes at him.

"You just want to see me fall so you can laugh. I’m not bringing you next time I come to practice." You turned your gaze away from him, focusing on the path ahead.

"Wow, real cold. Don’t tell me ya actually scared of a lil’ ol’ trick like that? Thought ya had guts." He smirked, his usual cocky grin plastered on his face.

You tried to ignore him, focusing solely on your path ahead. Falling for his games was definitely not in your best interest. However…

"Aight, fine—this is borin’. Never skated a day in my life, but I already know I’d be ten times slicker and way more fearless than you, no contest."

It was an obvious taunt, given the way he stared at you, and there was no way you were letting that slide. Huffing loudly, you pushed yourself forward, skating faster toward the ramp.

Gaining speed, going up was easy, but the real problem came after. Your lack of skill in tricks made it impossible to land properly, and before you knew it, you were speeding straight toward Scourge, completely out of control.

The last thing you saw before impact was his rare expression of shock—right before crashing straight into him, making him grunt in pain.

And just like that, you found yourself lying on top of him.

The most surprising thing, though… As you looked at his face, while he scratched the back of his neck with his eyes closed, was the small blush dusting his cheeks beneath his fur. You stared at him, mesmerized by that tiny sign of embarrassment, watching as he remained like that for a few seconds. It was even noticeable when he swallowed dryly.

But then, just as quickly as it had appeared, he masked it away, his face shifting back into a playful grin.

"Damn, that was one helluva strike, huh, babe?" He chuckled lowly. "Tch, ya coulda at least asked me out before damn near flattenin’ me like that."

You raised an eyebrow at him. His flustered look was too good to last, after all. So, without bothering to humor him, you simply tried to push yourself up and get back to training.

However, the moment you tried to move away, two strong hands gripped your waist, holding you firmly in place against him.

"Feelin’ nice and cozy up there? ‘Cause I gotta say—I’m sittin’ real pretty right now."

In the end, the tables turned, and now you were the one blushing like a tomato, gritting your teeth and averting your gaze while he laughed in amusement.

[anakinstwinklebunny]

PAIRING: sugar daddy!anakin x f!reader

FLUFF ❦

"Ani, please," you pouted, clutching your phone in both hands, before out stretching them to practically shove the screen in his face. There it was, a picture of the fluffiest, most ridiculous little guinea pig staring back at him with those little black eyes.

Anakin didn't even blink. "No."

"What do you mean, no?"

"I mean no, sweetheart," he muttered, gaze moving down to the file, hand already flipping a page in the obnoxiously thick contract he has been reviewing at the kitchen table since breakfast. He didn't even gave you a further glance.

But you’re known for being relentless. You won't back down so easily. So, you moved closer to him before sliding onto his lap with grace. Your arms looped around his neck, expression twisting into a pout like the manipulative little minx you were. "But look at her, Ani," you whispered, tilting the phone so he had no choice but to look. "She’s just a baby."

He barely spared a glance at it before his eyes flicked back to his paperwork. "She’s a rodent."

"She’s a soft, sweet, helpless little baby," you corrected dramatically. "Like me."

His lips twitched—but he refused to let that take over , let that make him smile. Refused to let you win.

"Baby, they stink," he said painly, adjusting the gold cufflink on his sleeve. "I’m not keeping a tiny, smelly furball in my penthouse."

"They don’t stink!" you argued, of course, trying to pout even harder. "And I’d clean up after her, I swear! You’d never even notice she’s here."

Anakin snorted. "Oh, really? Because every time I get you a plant, you forget to water it. I don’t think a living, breathing animal is a great idea."

"Wait, Ani! It's different! Plants are boring. A guinea pig is—"

"No."

You huffed. Fine. Time for plan B.

With a slow, sweet smile, you nuzzled against his neck, before pressing soft kisses to his pulse point.

"Baby," he sighed, but it was weaker now.

You only hummed innocently, dragging your lips up his jaw, then lower, pressing a slow, open-mouthed kiss to his throat.

"Not gonna work," he muttered, but the voice got already deeper.

"You sure?"

His breath hitches when your fingers trail down his chest, toying with the buttons of his silk dress shirt. "Y/N—"

"You’re so good to me, Ani," you whispered against his lips, rolling your hips just slightly against his lap.

And damn—

Anakin grabbed your waist, yanking you closer, groaning softly when your lips finally collided. It was slow, deep - just like everytime he kissed you, with passion, actual love and worship - his hand cradled your jaw, tilting your head just how he wants.

He surrendered so easily

You whimpered, pressing closer, letting him take full control. Letting his large, calloused hands roam up under your shirt, squeeze your waist, tease your ribs, go higher and higher, fingertips finally meeting the--

You pulled away.

He tried to chase your lips, but to no use. You shoved his hands away, leaving him breathing heavy, eyes hazy. "The hell was that?"

You grinned innocently. "So… about the guinea pig?"

Anakin blinked. Then groaned in annoyance, kind of betrayal (he should have known better), head tipping back against the chair, hands tightening on your waist.

"You’re fucking impossible."

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[boopshoops]

Ah, how odd. It appears one of the puppets in Playful Land aren't quite like the rest. Almost like it has one of those consciences everyones been talking about, huh?

oc template by ai-kan1!! dividers by dollywons! Sound on!

Name: Isola Pinacirco-Cira

Nicknames: Pin, Pinpin, Goby

Gender: Demiwoman (Though she has not fully realized it yet!)

Pronouns: She/they

Sexuality: Unlabeled

Birthday: May 5 (Taurus)

Age: ??? (She has been asleep for a very long time, but she has been awake for 19 years)

Height: 5'0" or 152cm, though the height of the doll is adjustable.

Voice Claim(s): Lisa Hannigan, Miyuki Sawashiro

Twisted from: Pinocchio, Wendy's Music Box (From Tinkerbell/Peter Pan)

Unique Magic: "I've got no Strings" - The bearer can control and grant practically any unliving, immobile object the ability to move under their command. The more objects are being controlled, the more magic is consumed. However, the generation of blot is shockingly slow, allowing the bearer to use the magic for hours or even days at a time. Depending on the object, it may appear as though it is being haunted by a poltergeist. The magic, however, has a very short range. The object must be within five feet of the bearer, or it is no longer effective. Isola uses this magic to move her body on a day-to-day basis.

Grade: Freshman, though only after the Playful Land Event

Class: 1-D

Job: Playful Land Performer

Hobbies: Dancing ballet, face paint, makeup, putting outfits together, singing, sewing, wood carving, ceramic/pottery/resin repair.

Likes: Feather accessories, being alone, birds, rodents, bugs, performance, applause, classical, soul, and lofi music, animal figurines.

Dislikes: Rain, being alone, excessive heat, winter, bass boosted, fast, or hyper music, too frequent of doll repair jobs, cramped spaces, being unable to eat.

Fears: Being unlovable, never loving someone else, living a life alone, never living in a body they feel comfortable in.

Summary: A quaint performer at the renowned Playful Land, constantly known for putting on a show of elegance and grace. With her unusual cadence, she often struggles to maintain an audience despite her immense talent. Isola frequently scares off certain guests on accident. They have a very hard time handling their emotions, causing them to either come off highly unnatural or lacking facial expressions to a degree that could disturb others.

That's just the cons of being one of the many puppets on the premises, though. She is often mistaken as being one of the other, more robotic workers. Isola's body is detailed and articulated enough to stand out among them, but off-putting enough to be immediately recognized as inhuman. Nonetheless, she remains on the traveling amusement park as what is considered a "highly prized item" by the owner. Of course, you don't come across puppets like her everyday, do you? Might as well put her on display.

When night hits and protocol begins, when the consequences of breaking the many rules of the park take their toll, they can do nothing but watch over it all. It makes her feel sick, quite honestly. Disgusted. Yet, she isn't allowed to help anyone. Her attempts to help usually cause the visitors to flee from her anyway, followed by her own set of serious consequences imposed by the owner. The most she can truly do is make it harder on the other workers: including those she has no choice but to be closest to on the ship: Fellow and Gid- Ah. Wrong Identity. Ernesto and Gino.

CHARACTER PLAYLIST - INSPIRATION - CREATION STORY

Author's Note: holy fuck they have a chokehold on me. hOOOO they have a chokehold on me. she came to me in a vision and did nOT let me go until she was created, holy fuck. UGSDBGSDIUAAAAA anyway, i love her and she is my baby. my slightly fucked up baby.

Note that relationships are up for possible changes in the future- I have thought about possibly involving them with someone romantically, but i feel like I want her to put HERSELF first before that. Her story is one about self love, self discovery, and self care, and I feel like throwing her into oc x canon romance too soon would negate that. ALSO she is NOT a part of my TCOAV au!!! i mean. im probably gonna still do fun stuff where she could interact with my ocs from there since im an au fanatic, but- yeah. tcoav is a story more focused on Yuu Shi, and I feel that would also take away from important parts of Isola's character and growth. tis an excuse to try a new oc profile format too <333

that all being said and on a somewhat less related note. i wanna make a comic of her so badly. fuCK. evaporates into thin air. thank u for coming to my ted talk.

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[kedreeva]

Hi Ked! Do you have any tips on finding decent mouse breeders? I love mice and would like to get some in the future. I wanted to see about looking into breeders near me for when the time is right to get some mice but I’m having a harder time than I expected finding folks within any kind of drivable pickup distance. Are there any hobbyist groups I should look into to find folks? Thanks!

You can try the FMBA or ARFMA websites breeder directories, or I would advise asking in the Practical Pest Control FB group if you have FB, or for recs from the Practical Rodent Breeding group on FB. Otherwise, you can try visiting local reptile or exotics expos, and seeing if you can find a breeder by asking around. Usually feeder breeders will have a local rec or two for people looking for pet-quality mice, and some may even have separate lines for breeding pet or show-quality mice (any good pet or show breeder will have culls, and may sell those culls as feeders if they aren't giving them to reptile-keeper friends). Craigslist is another option.

If you're outside of the USA, I don't have a lot of info on how to find breeders, but there are some REALLY great ones overseas in the England/UK/Europe that whole area, and some of them have mousery pages on FB or instagram or wherever they are showing off their mice. You can look to see if there are local clubs (search "mouse breeding club [your location]" or similar, which you can do even if you live in the USA to see if there's anything local).

I will say, chances are good that you're GOING to have to travel. Sometimes hours. I've had people drive 5+ hours to get to me for mice (usually breeders), and I've watched breeders pay hundreds of dollars moving mice from overseas, or making a moving train across country to pick up and drop off mice along the way. Sometimes, if you're patient and in a few social groups, you'll catch wind of upcoming trains and you may be able to snag a ride for a mouse. Otherwise, there ARE animal transport services (like haulin' paws) that you can reserve a spot on if their route is coming near you. But most likely, if you want a mouse from a breeder and you don't find anyone at expos, don't see anyone on craigslist, can't find anyone on club lists, no one has any recs, then you are pretty much going to just have to plan to drive or settle for a pet store quality mouse. There typically isn't enough of a demand, and no centralized location for breeders to be found, to support a lot of breeders in one area.

[burningcrab]

how im imagining ᵐʸ drifter's relationships with the hex. obvy subject to change once the expansion drops and we get to know them better

arthur: you know the sibling thing where you go open your sibling's door and talk to them about stupid shit and then flip them off or something and walk away without closing the door. she does that when he's in the security office. beyond that i don't think they have much of a personal relationship. years of fighting solo in duviri means she struggles with having a commander so she probably gives him heartburn when she fucks off to do her own thing in the field

aoi: they should be at the club. specifically drifter should be at the club learning how to stop fumbling women. aoi gets them shots because drifter says she doesnt get drunk. sadly drifter has only been drinking weird duviri beer as imagined by a teenager for most of her life so the first time she gets drunk off tequila and fireball and shit she freaks out and thinks shes actually dying and turns invisible in the bathroom. aoi drags her back out to dance and then they have a homoerotic midnight atomicycle ride back to base

lettie: seething because learning vazarin healing backfired and now her stupid void body won't let her manufacture "accidental" injuries. she can't even get a paper cut and ask lettie to kiss it better because she heals too fast. drifter is down horrendous for lettie but between immunity to mild injuries and a fear of rodents its just a disaster. meanwhile lettie likes drifter more than any of the rest of the team because at least drifter's dumbass attempts to play hero on missions don't require intensive care afterwards like arthur's "Tank Incident"

amir: listens and nods while amir explains the gameplay of caliber chicks 2 at 225 wpm for six minutes. tries playing with him but doesn't get the appeal so she just sits around while he plays and offers unhelpful and irrelevant advice whenever he dies. like "you should try parrying" when he loses tetris or "do a bullet jump" in a racing game. she also steals his energy drinks, which is probably good for amir but definitely bad for everyone else who has to deal with hopped-up drifter

quincy: drifter works best with him in the field out of all the hex members. he says it's because she's really good at being annoying and distracting and getting in the enemy's face with a shotgun so he can line up his shots. she says this is true, and thank you very much quincy thats sweet of you. drifter loves to be annoying and quincy is the only one smart enough to weaponize that. drifter is also permanently banned from shooting contests with quincy after she blew a hole in the wall with a plasma shotgun instead of using a normal gun for target practice

eleanor: oscillates between wanting to help eleanor and getting annoyed with her cryptic bullshit. also oscillates between thinking the mind control/telepathy thing is completely terrifying and thinking its awesome (and kind of hot). absolutely cannot stop asking eleanor weird questions and will keep it up until she gets the psychic equivalent of a sucker punch and her nose starts bleeding (which heals before she can get to lettie). sometimes she tells eleanor stories about the lotus.

[angelwings-crossbowstrings]

Series Masterlist

Chapter 4

Warnings: Sexual situations

When Rick noticed Daryl lagging behind after a couple more hours, he made the call to set up camp. You had expected tents and at least blankets but what you got were bedrolls and jackets. Daryl had told you to sit tight while he went hunting and Rick was setting up a perimeter. 

You watched the other man with naked curiosity. You had no experiences with the dead, having been taken by Big Jazz just before the outbreak. You hadn’t even seen a walker in person. It was easy to decipher what the string and cans were supposed to accomplish. Perhaps if you studied these men enough, you’d be able to defend yourself should the need arise. 

For now, you supposed, you’d just stay perched on that log and wait for Daryl to return. You could use the time to psych yourself up for alone time with the archer. You weren’t as good as the other girls at interpreting what customers wanted, but you usually came pretty close with a few adjustments. 

Daryl was quiet and attentive. He probably liked a loud lover. One that would let him know he was making them feel good. He wouldn’t want to be called daddy if he disliked sir so vehemently. He liked being in control. He had taken the initiative to purchase you, ignoring Rick’s hesitance but you just had a gut feeling that he wouldn’t mind relinquishing that control on occasion, if for nothing more than a reprieve. 

Tonight, you’d just present yourself to him and let him do as he pleased. He probably wanted to reprimand you for all your earlier misconduct and providing the full canvas would possibly save him from explaining himself to Rick, as long as you could keep the bruises hidden. 

Thinking of being naked in front of him made your stomach flip. Men had been disappointed with your body before. Hopefully, you could convince him that you were worth keeping based on your performance alone. 

You flinched when there came movement to your right, Daryl stalking in from the shadows with a few squirrels held by the tails. You’d never had squirrel before. There were a lot of things you’d never had but especially now when most depended on hunting or scavenging to survive, you had missed out. You had been fed instant oatmeal, protein bars, and sometimes dog food for the past however long it had been. 

Daryl borrowed Rick’s knife, having offered his own up in trade for you. The guilt you felt hit you like a ton of bricks but you forced it down in favor of watching him work to prepare the meal. Each slice, each pull was done with a practiced precision. It was morbidly hypnotic, but soon there sticks through the rodents and they were being roasted over the fire on a makeshift spit. 

Daryl was sitting across from you with Rick at his side. Each of them was engrossed in something: Rick with a map and Daryl with the bolts from his crossbow. Focused as he was, you would look up to see him staring at you over the flames. You were quick to avert your gaze so as not to offend him any more than you already had that day. 

The silence continued until the food was ready to eat, Rick smiling and patting the archer on the shoulder in thanks. Then Daryl stood and made his way over to you, offering you one of the skewers. 

“Thank you, Sir.” You said quietly, keeping your eyes downcast while accepting the meat. He didn’t go back to where he had been, actually choosing to sit a little closer to you on your right. The food didn’t really have a smell other than just—meat. Still, your mouth watered. Holding the skewer over your lap, you waited for Daryl to finish eating, which didn’t take long. Had the situation been different, you might have laughed at his lack of decorum. 

“Ya just gonna stare at it or what?” He finally said around a mouthful. You blinked at him, hoping he’d get the message without you needing to remind him. You hadn’t openly told him earlier. He had told you to eat and drink without explanation. 

“She’s waitin’ for you to say it’s okay.” Rick offered, placing his own empty skewer on the ground next to his leg. 

Daryl’s lip curled, his brows drawn inward. “Gave it to ya, didn’t I? What else would I wantcha to do with it?”

Though you were skeptical of that being actual consent, you eagerly picked off a piece of meat and popped it into your mouth. It was bland but not in a horrible way. So much better than dog food. With a quiet hum of approval, you dug in, raising the skewer to your mouth to rip bites right off the source. 

“I think she likes it.” Rick chuckled, watching you with a gentle smile. 

When you noticed both men looking at you, the stick was lowered and you wiped your mouth on the back of your hand with a mumbled apology. 

“S’fine. Just eat, would ya? No one here gives a shit how ya do it.” Daryl tossed his empty skewer and wiped his palms on his thighs, no longer interested in you at all. “I got first watch.” He said, leaning back against the tree behind him. Rick nodded and rolled the top of his bedroll down in a makeshift pillow before stretching out on it. 

“Wake me when you get tired.” He yawned and shifted until his back faced you. 

That left just you and Daryl, and suddenly the squirrel meat wasn’t at all appetizing. After staring at it for probably much too long, you held it out to him. 

“Ya barely touched it.” He commented with a look that eerily resembled concern. 

“I, um—I don’t need much. It was really good though. Thank you, Sir.” It was hard to suppress a flinch when he stood but he bypassed you and crouched in front of his bag. 

“Give it ‘ere.” You placed the food onto his palm and watched with grand amounts of confusion as he pulled out a cloth and shook bread crumbs from it before he hastily pulled the skewer from the meat and wrapped it. “Ya can have it tomorrow if’n ya want. Or one’a us’ll eat it.”

You nodded, pulling your feet up onto the log and wrapping your arms around your shins. 

“Ya tired?”

Was it a trick question? “No, Sir.” I’m exhausted. 

Daryl closed his eyes, chewing on the inside of his cheek. “Ya sure?”

“Yes, Sir.” No. 

His blue eyes, warmed by the soft glow of the flames, narrowed and gave you a once over. “Fine. Ya can sleep on that when ya want.” He pointed to his own bedroll as he stood, going back to his tree in two long strides. 

You were so utterly confused. Did he not want to fuck you? You risked a glance at him to find him staring off into the darkness over where Rick lay sleeping. You didn’t understand what he meant for you to do. Maybe you had it all wrong and he needed you to take control? The thought terrified you. You had done it before when customers asked but to initiate it without express permission seemed dangerous. 

So, you waited. 

Just as before, you would find him watching you when you chanced a look in his direction. His expression was unreadable. And so it continued like that well into the night, until you were fighting to keep your eyes open. 

That’s when he stood. 

Your back straightened, your body reacting, ready and as willing as you could be to do what he wanted. 

“Gonna take a piss. Won’t be but a minute.” He said lowly, watching you for another moment before he disappeared into the darkness. 

You stared at the spot where the shadows had swallowed him and waited, still nervous and unsure. True to his word, he emerged only a moment later, fastening his belt as he walked. He stepped over the perimeter line and headed straight for the tree to assume the same position as before, legs outstretched and crossed at the ankles with his back against the tree. 

Surely, he was waiting for you. Things might even turn out worse for you if you withheld from him much longer. 

With a sigh, you stood, taking small steps over to him and lowering to your knees next to his legs. He watched you with a curious expression but said nothing. Steeling your nerves to calm the nausea that attempted to bring up the squirrel, you threw one leg over his thighs to straddle him and began to unbutton the shirt he had given you. 

“Whoa, hey! The fuck ya doin’?” He pressed himself impossibly closer to the tree, his hands up as if in surrender. When you were finally brave enough to meet his eyes, you found them wide and full of panic. Not kindness, but panic. 

“I thought—” You blinked at him, your small fingers frozen on the buttons of the shirt. “Don’t you want to fuck me now?” 

If his eyes got any wider, they would pop out of his skull. “What?! That—that ain’t what this is!” He had yet to move, same as you. For a few more uncomfortable moments, you simply stared at one another before he cleared his throat. “Could ya get offa me?”

You did move then, scrambling back to your log in clumsy motions. “Did I—do something wrong, Sir?” He was purposefully keeping his eyes off of you. 

“Ya should get some sleep.” He stood quickly and grabbed his crossbow, stopping to speak over his shoulder. “Gonna check the perimeter.”

You opened your mouth but closed it just as quickly while he walked away. Once he was out of sight, you turned back to the fire, buttoning the shirt back up. What had just happened? 

[shadow--writer]

12. “Tired radiance and quiet suffering” 

For the prompt meme!

It uh. Got a little out of control. 1.6kish out of control lmao. Have Heinrix realizing that he lowkey likes Maeve but its an absolute mess that I looked over twice but I'm posting it before I delete it all and die in a hole lmfao <3 the prompts

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The Orsellio Prophecy was like any other system in this blasted expanse. A few planets with nothing, yet at the prospect of one having something worth landing for, the Rogue Trader had them stop and explore. 

This Jungle Planet was like any other they had seen, he didn’t see the use of coming here. The prospect of more water or meat from the wildlife was something for the lower command, not the Rogue Trader herself. 

It was not long after they landed that she noticed a wall of rocks blocking off the flow of a nearby river, and the animals hiding in the brush beside it. The animals didn’t look like much to him, like giant rats with square faces and pathetic wet eyes. 

But oddly they had an impact on the Lord Captain, so there he was, clearing a dam away for strange rodents.

He tossed another rock to the side, turning around to ask why they were doing this, words dying in his throat as he watched her. She was humming a song, swaying her hips and moving her head the beat of a song he would never come to know himself. 

He should stop watching her move. He should stop watching her period. 

And yet…it was like she was an unusual star, he couldn’t find it in him to look away from her. She had stopped humming, listening to something Abelard was saying. She smiled at Abelard, closed lipped and poised. It was a very practiced smile, to anyone else it was pleasing, pleasant. 

He looked away from her face, throwing more rocks to the side to keep from staring at her further. She was laughing at something now, the sound a little too controlled for laughter. 

He didn’t understand why he cared so much about that, cheeks flushing hot with embarrassment. 

He had taken his gloves and much of his armour off because the water was bogging him down and the gloves were starting to get slick. He’d hate to drop a rock on his foot and have to spend the time mending it.

He looked back at the Lord Captain again, searching for any logical reasoning for this…kindness. Hunting? Was she trying to get meat from them? A rare hide? 

She threw the last rock away, bracing for impact of the river, scurrying to the side. She was covered in mud and soaking wet. She had discarded her armour long ago, just wearing a cream shirt with a high collar and her black trousers. 

He averted his eyes from her torso as the shirt’s wetness made it rather…transparent. She didn’t seem to care, trying to herd the animals back into the river from where she shooed them away. The water spilled into the riverbed with powerful force, the sound of running water almost…calming. 

She was uncharacteristically gentle to these animals and it was nothing like what he was used to.

He was wrong about her. His assumptions were wrong. She wasn’t helping them for anything other than just to…help them. She had a strange kind of affection for…large rodents.  

The birds were chirping. This was the most at ease he’d ever seen her, basking in the light and the water. She liked these creatures, and wanted to do them a good deed. And somehow, he couldn’t wrap his head around it. She was…eccentric. 

He made a note of it for later, crossing his arms and staring into the sky. Emperor guide him, she was going to get herself into trouble with empathy like this. 

He sighed, gathering his items to prepare to make the trek back to the shuttle, casting a glance back up at her. 

Maeve had her back to him now and he took the moment to inspect her. Her hair was a disaster, falling out of its braids and it was very unlike her. Letting her hair be a mess like that. It was all wet from the work, and then she turned around.

Oh. 

Oh. 

When she looked at him now she was smiling. Not her little polite smile that never showed many teeth, no, this smile was a full wolfish toothy grin. A real smile. It nearly stole the air from his lungs when he looked at her, the pure joy lighting up those…beautiful blue eyes. 

Her front teeth were crooked. She’d never smiled big enough to show it before, but there they were, overlapping and crooked. Such a perfect imperfection he almost fell to his knees. 

She was the most beautiful creature he’d ever seen, soaking wet with her hair falling out of her two perfect braids, smiling the most beautiful perfect crooked smile. Throne take him; he wanted to rip open his chest and bare his heart to her to see that smile more.

And she was holding a…rodent. She was laughing and grinning like this while holding a wet rodent that was almost the size of her torso. 

It was there that he realized that he would follow her to the ends of this world and the next. 

Abelard was the one to call the excursion's end, talking about sending more people down to collect the water and he was…disappointed. 

The emotion wasn’t how he normally felt it, not like the disappointment that someone died before he could get what he wanted from them nor was it like the disappointment when things were at a dead end. No. This disappointment was different. 

He wanted to stay here. He was disappointed that her smile would be tucked away back into the recesses of her being and how she would be back to despising his very being and existence. That was the most agonizing part of it all. The little bubble built here was about to burst and she was going back to trading spiteful words with him and he had to live with the knowledge that he had come to almost enjoy her presence. 

The ride back to the voidship was…quiet. The Lord Captain was slowly unbraiding her hair, brushing water from her curls. 

Curls. 

Her hair was curly, wildly so. He was impressed she was able to tame them into those braids of hers, and make them look so polished and perfect. 

She looked lovely with her hair down, silver woven through deep brown. 

They were the last ones to get off the shuttle when they made contact with the Voidship, sitting in a moment of silence. She was twisting her fingers together, clasping and unclasping her hands. He wanted to hold them, keep them still for a moment.

“Thank you for your help, Master van Calox,” she said after a bit, getting to her feet. She turned to look at him, moving closer. He stayed seated, and their knees were nearly touching. He wanted to reach out and pull her in by her waist. Wanted wanted wanted. He was ashamed of the word and how it fit. He hoped his face didn’t express it. “Shame you’re still breathing.”

“Rogue Trader,” he said, paused, closed and opened his mouth for a moment, floundering. She stared at him with a raised brow, the look not nearly as menacing as it had been in the past.

A surge of confidence washed over him and he grabbed her hand, and it was soft in his. Calloused from years of combat, textured from scars, and yet her skin was still soft. He hadn’t put his gloves back on since getting to the river, so he took the moment to appreciate the feeling of her skin. 

With her hair down she looked…younger. It would almost be an innocent kind of youth if it weren’t for the shiny pieces of silver metal holding her face together at the seams. Her gaze was much softer than he was used to receiving, blue swimming with an emotion he could not place. 

He turned her hand over, staring at the scars resembling a bug’s web marring her palm. He softly caressed them for a moment, like he was trying to memorize the feeling. She didn’t try pulling away. He wondered if her other hand looked the same.

Then he looked back up at her, and from this angle with the lights illuminating her hair like a halo, she was almost divine. 

He kept his eyes on her face as he pressed soft kisses into her palm. “You may call me Heinrix.” He breathed the words over her skin, watching her shoulders straighten and her face widen in her surprise. 

He dropped her hand after a beat, mourning the loss of touch almost immediately. Her fingers curled into her palm, like he gave her a gift to hold onto. 

He got to his feet. 

She shifted out of his way, lips parted in a soft o shape. She had dried mud smeared on one of her cheeks, and he would’ve wiped it away if he didn’t feel like he already overstepped his bounds. “Try to stay out of trouble,” he murmured to her as he shifted around her. 

He cursed at himself for walking away, for leaving her behind, for finding an affection for her. Her smile was burned into his vision, and when she smiled like that she looked at him. He hated the fact that he wanted to see that smile again, hated the fact that he wanted her. 

He could feel his ears warming with a blush as he moved away, steps echoing in the silence, leaving her with her hands clasped at her chest as if she were in prayer.

[i4mask]

MY KÖNIG HEADCANONS, #BACKSTORY EDITION. Written by @i4mask, aka Daniel.

DISCLAIMER: In no way am I claiming any of this is canon, it’s entirely fictional and borne of my own imagination. If you don’t agree/like what you read, please simply just scroll. I also wrote this at like, one AM, forgive me of any errors.

WARNINGS: Mentions/brief descriptions ONLY! of child abuse & violence against children, domestic abuse, alcoholism, murder and trauma.

• KÖNIG was born at home by his Mother with the help of a Midwife and Doula, as well as his Father. He grew up on a large plot of land at the bottom of the Austrian Alps, owned by his Father, who was a well-known Gunsmith to the village a few miles down South.

• KÖNIG was homeschooled by both of his parents in different fashions. He did not have much technological entertainment, instead using nature and the outdoors as means of stimulation. He was often exposed to the elements, but knew how to handle himself amongst them. He grew up learning to hunt, scavenge, identify, plant, etc.

• He did not have many friends aside from his siblings as well as KRUEGER, who I headcanon to have lived in the same area as him for a short period of time. KÖNIG’S lack of social practice is also what contributed to his anxiety and aloofness later on in his life.

• He is the eldest son, having two brothers and two sisters. Emmerich, Rafael, Gisela and Anna. (ORDERED OLDEST TO YOUNGEST.)

• KÖNIG was initially taught to shoot a gun by his Father, who started him on an old revolver at the age of seven. Unfortunately, he struggled in shooting due to his inability to sit/stand still, often missing his marks. He was also quite clumsy, motor skills lacking finesse, leading to his Father believing he was a lost cause when it came to the art, even as he grew older, he struggled with the same problems.

• When KÖNIG proved that he was no good with fire arms, his Father turned to his brothers Emmerich and Rafael, but did not teach his daughters, believing they had no business near such things.

• KÖNIG had a complex relationship with animals, especially small ones. From a young age, it was difficult for him to control the wide range of his own strength. His siblings often disliked allowing him near rodents such as rabbits, mice, or rats, as he often had a habit of injuring or even killing them, even if he didn’t mean to.

• His Father became an alcoholic within his early childhood, his first victim of cruelty being KÖNIG’S Mother, and then KÖNIG himself, who grew up with a lack of confidence, low self-esteem, distrust towards others, anger-hostility, and a sense of general worthlessness because of the continued verbal, physical and emotional abuse.

• KÖNIG began to hate his face since an early age, mostly due to the fact that his Father would often use a knife to cut him, in an effort of intimidating him and preventing him from intervening in the abuse of his Mother (of which he loved dearly.)

• Despite this, KÖNIG grew an emotional attachment/crutch to the very weapons his Father threatened his family with. He had become very familiar with knives since a young age, viewing them as his “neutral guardians”. Knives offered a sense of protection that he had never received as a child, since he used them in many other helpful situations. However, the fact that they were also used against him brought him conflict. He soon came to the conclusion that the only thing which mattered was the person holding the blade.

• On a similar note, he had grown infatuated with fire arms, not dissimilar to his own Father. Despite his own failures with them, he had gone on to silently teach his sisters how to use them.

• KÖNIG tended to idolize his own growth since an early age. He believed that the day he was finally taller than his Father was the day he would be able to “free himself” and his family from the shackles of his father’s violence. He constantly, discreetly measured himself against the other, in both height AND stature, as well as strength.

• Rather than being a male figure to look up to, KÖNIG’S Father was a figure to look down upon. He often used his Father as an example of what NOT to become, which helped him to better manage his own temperament.

• As the abuse escalated, KÖNIG’S mental health took a downward spiral. He often confided with his only friend at the time, SEBASTIAN KRUEGER, who at one point said, “It would be a shame if your father fell down that ravine near your house, wouldn’t it?”

• SEBASTIAN, who had a penchant for violence of his own since a young age, had subtly encouraged KÖNIG over the expanse of many weeks to find a particular solution to his problem, one which, KÖNIG, after turning seventeen, took upon himself—and then later had KRUEGER aid him in covering up the true nature of his Father’s untimely, unfortunate end.

• With his Father as the family’s only means of income, as his Mother did not work nor was she mentally capable enough to do so after the years of abuse she had experienced, KÖNIG knew that his family’s well-being was left up to him. This, in turn, is what prompted him to join the military, and act as fast as possible to begin a steady income.

• After saving enough up, he moved his family away from Austria and into Germany, where his siblings could attend an official public school and his mother could get the help she needed. He sent his family money quite frequently until his siblings managed to grow their own lives and leave the nest.

• In his free time/leave, KÖNIG visits his Mother, who had decided she wanted to move back into their Austrian home. He only agreed as long one of his siblings stayed with her, to which his younger sister, Gisela, had.

To anyone who made it to the end, I applaud you, and thank you for reading. You may read “SCHADENFRUEDE”, a series on Ao3 in which I write snippets of memories from KÖNIG’S childhood according to this post on here:

[welcome-to-ratterrock]

How do people view Sage's autism? Such as his family and his coworkers? Considering the time period, autism would be even more heavily stigmatised

You hit the nail on the head, honestly - Sage really does suffer the majority of rodents having no understanding nor patience for his “quirks.” Because his autism is seen as just that, quirks that some souls understand he can’t control while others resent him for not making an effort.

In his immediate family Sorrell had the least patience and empathy for him - in his opinion, Sage was being deliberately provocative and rebellious and rude. Rosemary, meanwhile, was the complete opposite - loving and understanding when Sage got overstimulated and overwhelmed, patient and interested when Sage info dumped about his latest interest. She knew exactly how to care for and support Sage, and Sage will always be endlessly grateful to her for that.

Mace was at once protective of Sage but also a little resentful - he had been so happy and eager when Sage was born, delightedly determined to guide Sage in all his favorite things. When Sage didn’t show a lick of interests in sports or other of Mace’s passions, he felt frustrated and snubbed, a feeling that increased when Sage got into such bizarre hobbies and activities. So growing up, it was rough.

But Mace would also run interference when Sorrell got after Sage. He certainly didn’t like his father’s treatment of his brother. I think there were a few times after their mother had passed where Mace would find Sage hiding in the library after a scene with their father.

He would pick up his favorite book, Treasure Island, and simply begin reading it aloud. Eventually Sage would leave the tight corner he had wedged himself into and curl up next to Mace, listening to him. While neither of them have ever said so aloud, they both treasure those memories.

Camilla, Sage’s sister in law, gets along very well with Sage even if she finds his habits a bit odd. And Roselle and Bergamot, his niece and nephew, absolutely ADORE Uncle Sage and don’t give a lick about any kind of unusual practices he does. He talks to them like adults and teaches them how to make slime - he’s cool.

The majority of the police force find Locke to a pain in the arse and a twist in their tails. Those who come from working class backgrounds dislike how he “shows off” his skills and intelligence, and those from well to do backgrounds are irritated at his lack of and disregard for social niceties.

But there are officers who he gets well enough along with, though, like Andrews and Sutter, and Clifford is quite adept at harnessing his talents for investigations and is powerful enough to keep Sage fairly protected. He has some support with his work, if not always understanding.

[sketchfanda]

Chestnut Stud across the Multiverse: Presented by Double Z studios

Farming the Nuts

We find ourselves observing the point of view of an anonymous individual typing and clicking away while browsing on their computer. The monitor screen displaying the streaming sectionf for Double Z studios' website as our anonymous net navigator entered their log-in details and typed up a name in the search bar. "Don Juan Sanchez" proceeded to provide quite a healty amount of results as it proudly displayed a selection of shorts, highlight reels and full length motion pictures featuring the studio's resident and so far current human star. The mouse cursor moving swiftly to hover over one of the most popular rated links, a little slice of life themed flick which so happened to feature legendary veteran porn star Slappy Squirrel in a surprise comeback.

With a click and swift load and buffer, the video played on with the story as as follows. Wherein we find Krillin, aka Juan Sanchez working hard on his family farm, growing all kinds of nuts and other such edible commodities to harvest and sell. However, he is under constant attack by squirrels, chipmunks, and other pests among the local rodent crowd of his anthro neighbours. So far of course, he was proud to say nobody has been able to steal a single nut from his farm and get away with it successfully, the day those greedy furballs got one over on Juan Sanchez would the day the devil would be seen going to rent a snow plow.

However in this simple slow burn like story, things take a turn as wr come to Slappy, in the lead female role as a a matriarch of starving family of squirrels who decided to test her luck. Her familia needed food and they neded it sooner rather than later. So hours passed by to later on, wherein we find her sneaking in at night under the cover of darkness, evading any obstacles or traps as she was hoping to get some choice nuts while the farmer was still asleep.Unfortunately she finds the gate to where he keeps his good stuff locked up and that meant she was really going to have to get even sneakier and take a bigger risk than originally intended.

The scene transitioned on as She sneaks into his home, moving quite stealthy and graceful in a far more limber manner than you'd expect of a woman her age. Making her up silently as she looks all around the house in an attempt to find the key and realizes it is likely still on his person, much to her dismay and growing frustration. With a gulp and a quick muster of courage, she goes into his bedroom, and finds him sleeping away, the key wrapped around his neck as it gleamed in the moonlight practically calling to her. Careful not to wake him with her footsteps and avoid any creaky floorboards, soon as she was right at his bedside, she began trying to sneak it off him but suddenly to her confusion, in his sleep, he gropes her as she felt the sensation of his palms and fingers on her furry tits..

Slappy freezes and is shocked to feel that sudden act of erotic intimacy, the silverfox blushing slightly, sensually biting her lip as she suppressed the urge to moan before she notices a growing bulge in the sheets. Unable to stop her curiosity, she pulls back his covers revealing his size, her blue eyes locked on that stiffening length and girth. Just her luck Farmer Sanchez slept in the nude as the sight and of course distinct scent of that COCK overwhelmed her, stirrring something deep within, an itch unscratched for years. She couldn't control herself as she grasped his erection, her mission forgotten in the heat of sudden passion as she climbs into bed with him, taking him for a ride while he sleeps as she wasted no time in impaling her netherlips on that hot fuckhammer.

His instincts were top notch even in his slumber as he gropes and squeezes her body, coaxing deep sensual moans from the silver fox squirrel. Her body a sight to behold as the camera captured her in all her erotic glory under the sensual moonlight from the sensual sway of her fluffy tail to the hypnotic jiggling of her bouncing tits and ass. Her cowgirl motions slow and steady in the rhythm as she rode his raw cock, that length and girth stretching her pussy in ways she hadn’t felt in forever. Her mission forgotten as she found herself moving faster,harder, risking making the bed creak as she found herself leaning closer towards his face. Wanting to lick it, to kiss him and take his breath away for rocking her world as her every nerve continued to burn with a growing passion….

Krillin:*However, Slappy gets too into it and the farmer wakes up which caused the mature naked squirrel babe to pause at being caught in the act like this. However, instead of getting angry, he's shown to be so very overwhelmed with pleasure as he squeeze her furry booty and spoke up.* "You want nuts?! you got them!!!"*And then proceeds to dominate her throughout the night much to her thrill of course. No longer having to hold back her moans as she felt herself riding the compact farming stud like he was a rodeo bull!!*

What followed was a raw passionate marathon summed up via a veritable montage sequence of the short king and the sexy squirrel babe going at it in a passionate rut. Their moonlight romping emitting an intensity which you could feel through the screen as one could just see the genuine, raw sexual bliss on display in Slappy's face. It was well known that the fine wine aged squirrel was a legendary veteran of the adult film who'd taken some big cocks in her day and done the most daring and bold scenes and yet even in her prime, she always seemed so in control. But it was plenty clear here that Krillin was a whole new experience for her, not having just a phenomenal cock size but the skill with which he used it as he didn't just simply fuck her...he made sweet, hot sexy love to her.

The camera made sure to capture the raw desire as the moonlit montage played out to quite a sequence. From Slappy in a positon that was very rare for her, taking it doggy style on her hands and knees as Krillin bucked and thrust into her snatch with vigorous motions. Smacking her furry bubbble butt which got some deep throated moans out of her before gasping as he grabbed and squeezed one of her swaying tits. Her stomach bulging from how deep his length and girth were reaching as he penetrated her warm, tight and wet walls.

To next seeing Slappy in a mating press, making out with the compact stud as those heavy balls of his slapped her furry asscheeks followed by her performing squats on his shaft as he laid on the bed. Caressing her hips as she rode and bounced on his shaft with lust very visible in her eyes as she relished his eyes glued to the hypnotic bounce of her tits. Prone bone, wheel barrow, missionary, spread eagle and more as it was implied they went through a veritable kama suta long into the night. Finishing off in the twilight hours with one simultaneous climax together, falling into one another's embrace as the warmth of the afterglow made them sleep together and save any explanatios or discussions in the morning.

Over breakfast, that is after a little wake up quickie caused by Slappy sucking off his morning wood which lead to another in a shared shower together, the two reached a deal after running the numbers so it won't hurt his business, Krillin will give sloppy the amount of nuts she needs for her family, if she agrees to visit at least twice a month. Slappy takes the deal and says she'll spread the word to some friends of hers who could use some nuts to fill them as well. Much to the stud farmer's shock and surprise which the camera hinted wasn't act as the video ended with a final, sloppy and passionate kiss from the squirrel hottie.

This last part was ad libbed into the film, after Slappy lost her composure during a particularly savage orgasm after both the nighttime marathon and the shower quickie. Hence why Krillin' confusion had been genuine, the sexy milf/gilf squirrel had gone off script. The viewer of course gave the video a like, clicking the thumbs up button and a full 5 stars and saving that video to their personal playlist for a later rewatch.

A little behind the scenes synopsis revealed that after shooting had wrapped up, Slappy enjoyed a little quality time off camera with Krillin/Juan in her dressing room. As well as hinted that the two would work a few more shoots and scenes together, a few of which were pending as future uploads and releases for Double Z. Much to the delight of fans who'd not expected this one off appearance from Slappy would see her make a comeback from retirement in a new career renaissance in Double Z's newfound human male on furry female genre. Which naturally saw her working a lot more with Don Juan Sanchez in their newfound chemistry....

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The Little Ranger & The 2 Bears

Our anonymous browser wasted little to no time in checking out the next skin flick available from Double Z, kicking back to relax and let the story play out before them. Watching on as Don Juan Sanchez (aka Krillin) a park ranger is looking through the woods to check for anything out of place, making sure everyone is safe. It comes across very clearly that a lot of the local anthro folks show respect for him save for 2 of them in particular, a duo of cheeky girls, played by mature hotties Julie Bruin and Rebecca Cunningham. They did quite job as the resident bears who live near the park who have proven time and again to pull all kinds of pranks and jokes on him.

However, things take a turn one day when there is a huge thunderstorm, one that forces the trio to hunker down until it passes. Julie, proven to be scared, is surprised to be comforted by Krillin of all people, given their established aforementioned enmity. Before things can ecalate, they are interrupted by a lightning strike which creates a forest fire (provided by some very well done practical and computer special effects, Double Z truly put mainstream studios to shame), . Krillin, working hard as he want to, gets the 2 bears to safety, his determination and overall gutsy fortitude doing quite the feat of finally earning him the ursine babes' respect. After the two are cleared out of any danger and the damage is fixed, the fire contained and put out, things were oddly quiet for the next day or so after that.

Until suddenly the pair came to visit Krillin at his ranger station in the dead of night, stating they wanted to apologize for how they've treated him since he arrived, and thank him for saving their lives. Which they showed by suddenly ambushing him with deep, passionate French kisses which caught their compact savior quite off guard to say the vert least. More so when after taking turns, they both took to kissing him at the same time as the camera made sure to capture the erotic display of 3 sets of lips and tongues dancing together in a sloppy expression of raw, passionate desire. But then the spiciness really started to increase once the Bear babe duo shut the door to the station behind them and took the object of their lusty affection to his personal quarters.

From there on, the clothing went flying, cast aside and discarded on the floor as ranger Sanchez went along with the erotic momentum thrown upon him. His hands feeling up those thicc, curvy brown furry female forms as he found them packing meat in just about all the right places. Julie and Rebecca gasping with sensual moans at his quite gifted touch as they continued making out with him, pressing and rubbing their bombshell forms against what they found to be quite the body the little man had on him. Their pussy lips dribbling and quivering as they stroked and felt the crotch of his boxers, the one remaining item of clothing between them and their pleasure.

Kissing and licking their way down along his muscular torso until they were kneeling down on the floor, their eyes burning with lust and anticipation alike, they were grasping the waistband and wasted no time in pulling them off. Gasping in sensual awe as they set their sights upon his erect length and girth in all its nude glory, twitching and pulsing with an intent to not simply fuck them. But mate and breed if they so desired as that dick, no that COCK promised to put any and all other men they'd ever been with to shame. Grasping it as they began to stroke and jerk him off, breathing in the scent of raw manliness radiating from it before they soon got right down to business in rewarding their brave, hansdsome hero.

In no time at all, the short king was groaning as he endured the tandem oral assault from the Ursine hotties who orally worshipped his cock. Kissing and licking from the tip to the base as they massaged his balls before they gave those some much deserved attention as well. To taking turns sucking and blowing on it, driven to deepthroat him in spite, or perhaps motivated by the challenge to fully take his shaft balls deep. Their warm breath and slobber along with the lust radiating in their eyes making him buck and pump his hips in response before he was soon putting his own idle hands to use.

Which Julie and Rebecca soon found had them moaning as he groped and squeezed their chocolate furred booties, orgasmic shudders from their lips as he gave them some swift, sudden slaps to make them jiggle. Oh they had no doubt as much as he was enjoying their erotic sincerity and gratitude, he still had quite a bit of a grudge to vent for all their little pranks and smartass remarks. If anything they were looking forward to it, eager to see just how assertive their burly swolestack could be. Shaking their naughty asses at him as they courted his attention, their hips becoming soaked with the flow of their love nectar which dribbled down to growing puddles on the floor.

After their little fellatio foreplay of course, they weren't waiting long as the shortround ranger pounced on them and took control, giving it to them as rough, deep and hard as they wanted. The bed shaking and creaking as it rocked against the wall and thudded on the floor, making the mattress springs squeak as hammered the Ursine honeys in ways they never thought any man capable of. Shifting through a variety of two on one to one on one whenever Julie or Rebecca needed to catch their breaths or they gave their short king a little fuel for his fire with a little lesbian make out show. Which really did the trick as they kept at it like horny beasts long into the night.

It was a veritable montage sequence highlight reel of pornographic lewdness ranging from Rebecca taking it in a mating press as she made out with Krillin in a sloppy tongue dancing kiss, asscheeks clapping from the heavy hammering of his balls. To Rebecca howling like a lusty she-wolf as she rode him cowgirl style, gasps of orgasmic wonder whenever the little man would smack her ass as he took in the hypnotic sight of her bouncing titties. One bear babe eating the other out as she took it from their stud hero doggy style or missionary to scissoring each other as they took a facefucking, held in place by him grasping their luxurious silky manes of hair. Just some of the stand out scenes of this marathon before it soon reached its natural climax.

Which saw things finished off with a bang as Julie laid atop Rebecca, kissing and making out with her as they embraced one another, tongues dancing as Krillin pumped his cock between their pussies. Before thrusting into each one in turn, the camera catching the glowing pink hearts in the Ursine hotties' eyes indicating how well and effectively fucked they were. Before the short king shuddered and grunted as he came, much to their bliss and delight as he shot his seed in them in turn before they pried themselves off and let him pump the rest onto their furry bodies. Specks of white hot cream painting them before sleep finally took hold of them they held his arms, hugging either side of them as they kept him warm and cozy.

Needless to say, the two bears become a welcome sight at the grounds soon after that fateful night. Much to the surprise and confusion of many of their fellow forest folk, who found it odd and curious that Ranger Sanchez's two biggest problem cases were now so friendly with him. More so whenever one or both of them paid a visit to his office or he made a personal call to their quaint little home. It made them wonder just what exactly was going the hell on all of a sudden.

Though some of the local critter femmes who were especially nosey had found that if they listened closely, they could hear certain sounds coming from either place. Or just how Rebecca or Julie's eyes and hands seemed to wander around the Ranger's body, in a manner that was almost friendly in a sensual way. At times they could swear there was similar noises coming from spots like the private bathing waterfall or the park swimming pool. Suffice to say, they were starting to think something fishy was going on......

This video of course would be but a first in a series of sexual encounters between Ranger Sanchez and the quite thirsty, active community of Forest girls. As well as the first of many scene partnerships between Krillin and the 2 bear babes, who in behind the scenes documentaries spoke very highly of their human co-worker. Their appraisal making it very clear that they hadn't felt that good in a pornshoot since they first started in the business. And hinted that just maybe...they tended to do some very hands on rehearsals with him off the clock.......

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Heavy Lifting

Our aroused browser continued on with their next selection which started off showing Krillin's character who was new in town and hasd just joined the local gym. Two of its regulars, the kinky duo of Patty and Dal immediately draw their own conclusion about this, thinking he is tiny and weak on first impression of the puny looking little guy. However, they are shocked when they see is built after coming out of the locker room and even see the weight he's lift and putting away like it is nothing. The two smirk at one another and set their sights on him.

It turns out the two are what are called gym whores, girls who seek out buff gym studs for fun and as of now, the little man was their latest pending boytoy. Their usual target was Todd, a friendly himbo lion, who made a bit of time getting to know him, warned Krillin to keep away from those two especially if he valued keeping his fluids in tact and his pelvis from being bruised if not shattered. However, after a long and very intense workout (the camera taking special time and care to focus on the short king's muscles in action as he sweated and pumped iron), which left the duo gushing (the cameras also focusing on the reactions of their bodies, from their sweat making their outfits cling to their furry forms and more) as they realize his clear physical superiority to the other gym members they'd had their way with, they knew they had to have him. Seeing their opportunity as he finally finished his routine set and made his way to the mens' locker room to go change and have himself a little rest and relaxation, they shared a look as their eyes gleamed with lewd intent.

Licking their lip sensually, they proceeded follow him as soon as he stepped into the back as made his way to the steam room to relax his muscles. Unaware that soon he was about to have some very unexpected company as Todd offers a quick prayer before going to his own set. Dal and Patty soon stood outside the door to the steam room as they peaked inside the window, biting their lips as they saw the target of their affections clad in only a towel which kept them from seeing what was sure to be a big, meaty cock. Wasting no time as they stripped out of their skintight sexy lycra spandex gym clothes, giving the camera quite a fine show of their well toned, sexxy, furry bodies.

Inviting themselves in as his eyes were closed in deep thought, Dal and Patty entered and made their move to have their fun as they ambushed him with the sight of their naked selves. Deviously stating they want to have their fun with the little man, who was unable to help himself as his body reacted the way it would to such a pair of naked furry hotties. His towel falling off as it became undone from his erection springing forth, shocking the horny gym whore pair with the reveal of his cock size before their already high state of arousal skyrocketed. Proceeding right into jumping his bones, not wanting to waste what precious little time they had with some teasing when such a treasure showed itself before them.

The steam room soon became even steamier as Dal and Patty started things off with a little oral tag team, his cock in their hands as they pumped it and massaged his smooth, heavy balls. His length and girth twitching in their grasp, his groans music to their ears as they worked over his cock with licks and kisses from the tip to those heavy babymakers. Sensual pants and cries of delight escaping their muzzled lips as they found him groping their asses or fingering their sloppy, sticky pussies while they took turns sucking and blowing on his cock. Nothing like a good fellatio warm up to really get the blood pumping just right for their racing pulses.

Naturally the pair started off with their best routine of pleasure as they were riding him hard and fast, only to soon find themselves overwhelmed by his stamina. It was unreal how someone like him, sculpted and strong as he was, could manage to turn the tables on him. Even Todd (in story at least) had still been just a virgin when they got their hands on him but this little guy?! He was absolutely wrecking them.

The steam room played host to a stunning erotic montage of Dal and Patty becoming dominated and addicted to the overwhelming sexual skill unleashed upon them. Krillin making the most of enjoying their quite toned, flexible figures as he took them to their absolute limits, be it one on one or two on one as they found it was very clear he was no stranger to threesomes. Inches of glorious, pussy pounding, skin slapping, assgaping veiny peace of Heaven sinking into their stretched pussy wall muscles as those heavy nutjuice sacks smacked their furry booties. Rocking the horny pair's worlds as the huntresses found themselves having the prey...and loving every fuck-damn second of it!!

From Patty finding herself folded up in a mating press as that swolestack Adonis pinned her down, her luscious legs pushed back until her ankles were beside her head. Panting like the bitch in heat she was as Krillin pumped and hammered his bitch-pleasing mat-hammer into the welcoming embrace of her battered pussy, making her asscheeks clap with every smack of those heavy wrecking balls of his. To howling with lusty abandon as she found herself efortlessly hoisted up into the air, arms and legs trapped in the powerful, glistening arms of the short king as he had in a full nelson position forcing her to bounce and ride on his piston thrusting cock. Her ever usually immaculate furry washboard abs swelling with a rising bump from the sheer depth of his length and girth as her clit found those balls smacking into it.

Dal was doing no better than she was when it came to her own one on one, the queen of gym femdom a mere lump of furry putty in Krillin's hands as he performed a standing fuck with the dalmatian hottie. One of her lovely legs hooked and draped over his strong shoulders, kissing him deeply and passionately as her spotted snow white furry booty bounced with every rigorous ride of her pussy on that godly cock of his. Her furry tits rubbing against his firm pecs as her eyes glowed with pink hearts of lust as she rode a tidal wave of orgasms one after another. More so as she held on for dear life when he had her hoisted up in the air, holding both of her legs in the grasp of his arms as he impaled her sloppy pussy with swift, deep fucking motions as if driven to make her want him to get her pregnant.

But of course the intensity of their one on one scenes had paled in comparison with the 2 on one sequences as Krillin continued his absolute dominance of the work-out queens of Lust. Fucking one doggy style (appropriately enough) or in missionary as she ate the other girl out to one of them sitting on his face as he drank of their juices while having the other one ride him cowgirl style. The 2 so overwhelmed with orgasmic overdose that they found themselves making out with one another just to motivate and spur him further on in his sexual conquest. The literal peak climax achieved with one final load blow each into their pussies, followed by staking his claim and marking his territory as he stroked off and sprayed their sweety, furry fucked bodies with his seed.....

Krillin:*When he's finally done, he walks out adjusting his towel back on, the camera showing the two horny gym laying down exhausted with smiles of erotic satisfaction and bliss as he quipped to them.* "Thanks for the massage, ladies. If you want some lessons on stamina, here's my address. Well have a fun time."*Leaving them a business card for good measure like an absolute boss. He then walks out the gym, towel around his waist with a grin, Todd looking on in awe and nodding in respect. The little dude just made himself a goddamn legend.*

Our anonymous viewer was more than glad to leave a thumbs up and a 5 star review for that video, saving it to their playlist for later re-watch. Their cursor hovering over and clicking the background information details which shared snippets of an interview with Patty and Dal a few days after that video had wrapped up shooting. The gym babes more than generous with the praise for their human co-star as Dal revealed she'd even taken to hanging out with Krillin on and off the sets and become something of his personal trainer. Not that the little guy needed it but it was clear he more than welcomed what her intent was as the Dalmatian fitness sexbomb hyped up some special treat for her upcoming posts on her OnlyZ2Fans page.

Suffice to say, the viewer made a note to save the date for that event while they took to bookmarking Don Juan Sanchez as a favourite search result. The cursor scrolling throughout to select a few key short videos and movies to watch later when they had a chance before moving on through Double Z studios' website. Looking to see if there was anything else of interest in regards to new favourite pornstar while having added a new set of numbers to the recent viewcounts. Somedays it truly was sweet what you could find online when you knew the right places to look.....

[runtwithwolves]

OH NO quirk ideas are my weaknesses HECK. Here goes!

Kenny - Undying, but he plays it off as luck/regeneration/anything but his actual power

Cartman - either quirkless and masking it, or possibly an animal hybrid, giving him his agility, keen senses, and sharp teeth/claws despite his bulky build

Butters - Technomancy, especially using electronics to channel electricity. He wears metal to augment his abilities, but shocks himself instead half the time

Clyde - Blood-fueled agility and strength. This could easily typecast him as a villain, but his friends convinced him that he didn't have to be a Dark Lord of anything

Scott - Exponential strength from sugar, with no real limits! Except he'll get extremely sick from consuming too much

Jimmy - Commanding/distracting voice; the better his songs and jokes, the more his opponents just can't help but listen. And no one expects the kid on crutches to zoom up and kick their ass while they're laughing

Craig - command over rodents, especially those from the cavy family. But he loves them too much, so he trained in martial arts instead. By martial arts, I mean he punches people as hard as he can

Tweak - Weather control, but such a vast power is hard to hand it's too much PRESSURE. His hair is in constant disarray from lightning and wind, and he's addicted caffeine to keep his energy up, otherwise he'll be a tired wreck. His gloves keep his powers in check

Tolkien - Plastics conversion/kinesis. Anything made of plastic can be used as a shield, projectiles, robot, armor, etc. He adores his quirk on a secondary level because he can help clean up any area he's in!

Wendy - Social manipulation. She has to be incredibly careful, but her input on any social group or platform can easily sway a group's opinion with barely any effort. She plays this off as hacking to keep people from digging too deep into a potentially hazardous quirk

Timmy - Extreme telekinesis. While he can move objects and even people with his mind, it comes with a heavy cost of a weakened body and very limited speech. He can read minds/project, but uses sign language more often so that he doesn't violate his friends' privacy

Bradley - Control over...carbohydrates? No one is really sure why he can convert any food into cereal and then use it to help his friends or pelt foes with tiny cereal pellets. Or why he picked such a weird flavor. He's a weird kid

Henrietta - Smoke manipulation. Any form of smoke that her breath touches follows her command, with sometimes deadly results. She isn't a villain, but the whole hero thing is so...lame. Like she would rather DIE

AAAA I LOVE THESE

I need to watch BNHA to understand the social stuff, I especially love wendys manipulation quirk and it's funny to imagine Kenny playing off him actually dying as "haha, don't worry! It missed all my vital organs! How lucky right?"

I'm also trying with the idea of Cartman having a genuinely good quirk but he's such a lazy asshole he never practices so he's out paced, OR hes a late bloomer with a shit quirk so everyone assumed he was quirkless

(Maybe he could have like wolverine claws or something to do with his bones ((cause he's always saying he's big boned lol)) Or something to do with getting away almost everything he does like a cherub face manipulation thing)

Also Henrietta smoke dragon what? Drawing that! Love these!

[ribs-and-patches]

Okay, two questions. (First one is based on my lack of knowledge of the actual invincible war) is the skitter shown in the art the skitter from the main worm canon/whatever worm alternate universe the weaver war takes place in? And second question, aside from those who don’t have them (sorry paper wasp), how does each alternate Taylor’s powers differ from the main one?

The Skitter shown is indeed the main skitter from the universe this takes place in.

As for the powers

Scramble: a changer/brute ability that allows her to take on the strengths and traits of nearby bugs. Changing parts of her body to a human scale body part of whatever she’s mimicking. Proportional strengths carry over as does relative durability.

Scuttle: bug controlling master power as normal, however her power rewired her brain to think in the form of insect social structures, causing her to become ruthless in matters of efficiency, survival and territory control. While not bound by hierarchy or instinct she can very easily manipulate the behaviour of bugs without her power.

Weaver: unchanged bug controlling master. Her techniques with her power focus more on immobilising or binding targets rather than distraction surveillance.

Flutter: unchanged bug controlling master, however social pressure caused her to only use butterflies and moths with her ability. As a result she has become extremely proficient in their use (as well as the use of their silk producing caterpillars) and has selectively bred a population of stronger more rapidly gestating butterflies to replenish her ranks. She is out of practice with and due to personal reasons unlikely to ever use any other type of bug.

Prisoner-1066: unchanged bug controlling master power, though her time in the Birdcage, a comparatively more sterile environment, means she has learnt to control microscopic dust mites and body lice to a much greater extent. Once released she extends this proficiency to controlling microscopic crustaceans in water sources.

Bloodmeal: bug controlling master, though she has a shorter range and less fine control that the other variants her power allows her to drastically increase the strength and durability of bugs under her control. They are able to support her weight, allowing flight and in concentrated swarms can even pull apart metal and concrete.

Scurry: can control rodents instead of bugs, due to rodents being mammals she can gain a greater volume of more detailed sensory information from those under her control as well as an insight into their behaviour when out of her control.