#and his noodley legs

[anotherdescentintomadness]

Photographer Era Wang YiBo

Paris 2023 - See part 2

Photographs by Wang YiBo

[kingofthe-egirls]

RUBBER: LUFFY x Y/N

(cw: kissing, est relationship, gear 5 shenanigans, sex, rubber bed)

(a/n: this was a struggle but i hope you like it!)

words: 1.2k

“Y/n!!” Luffy chirps your name as he bounds up beside you. The sun is shining through scant clouds, warming your face as you relax on a lawn chair. You sip the pink, fruity drink Sanji made for you; the ice clinks as it melts. Luffy rubber-stretches his head down to steal a taste. You swat him away, smiling despite yourself as his noodley neck snaps back into place.

“What’s up, Luffy?”

He giggles, conspiratory. He pushes his nose against your cheek. “Let’s go to my room.”

It’s a command, spoken with reverence and a slight rasp. You know exactly what he means.

The crew is all exploring the island you’re docked at, leaving Luffy and you alone. You’re not sure how much time you two have to yourselves, but it seems like Luffy doesn’t want to waste it.

You smile, and set down your drink. “Okay, Luff.”

He grins, manic, and stretches his arms to throw you over his shoulder. “Let’s play!” He giggles, bounding over to his cabin.

Once inside, he throws you onto the bed, which bounces beneath you. Luffy rips his cardigan off, hair already foaming white. Starlight.

He clambers over you to press a messy kiss to your lips. You run your hands over his muscular shoulders, squeezing at his biceps.

“Fuck, Luffy~”

He snickers, pressing sloppy kisses over your cheeks and jaw.

“Ya like how strong your captain is?”

“Mhmm!” You nod eagerly, reaching up to run your fingers through his moon white hair. It’s soft as feathers.

You start to feel your body warm and melt as Luffy’s Gear 5 powers render you as rubber as he is. You giggle, slap happy, as hearts burst into being around you and Luffy. He cups your face in his hands, kissing you deeply. Little ducklings swirl around your head as he pulls back. He takes in the drool on your chin, the stars in your eyes, and giggles, pleased.

“You’re having fun, aren’t ya, kitty?”

“Mhmm!” You moan again, pulling him back in for a kiss. He tastes like your fruity drink he stole a sip from. “Tastes good, Luff~”

He smiles, and kneels back to help pull your shirt off over your head. You’re left in a black bralette and silver necklace. He kisses your collarbones, licking hot stripes up to your throat. You moan beneath him, twisting a little in the sheets.

“Wanna try somethin’,” he mumbles, manhandling you to sit backward onto his lap. The bed bounces with him, like really bounces, like a trampoline. The floor bounces too, which makes Luffy giggle and you gasp. “Wanna try bouncin’ ya on my cock,” he whispers, breath hot on the back of your neck. You can feel his hardness pressed up against your ass. You let out some sort of strangled moan, already arching backwards for him to slide your shorts down your legs.

“Cmere, baby~” He holds you from behind, his arms strong and supportive around your waist. He hooks his chin over your shoulder, hands dancing up and down your torso. He squeezes at your stomach, your hips, you ribcage, your tits.

“Ready f’me?” He asks with his cheek pressed against yours. You nod, suddenly hot and bothered with Luffy’s hands all up on you like this.

Luffy unbuttons his shorts, lifting you up with one arm as he does so he can shimmy them down his thighs. Luffy loves fucking you like this, clothes still halfway on as you’re both too needy for each other.

Luffy positions you over his cock, his chest pressed up and supporting your back. His fingers reach the place between your thighs, finding their way to your sensitive clit. He nips at your earlobe, whispering dirty praises, all “sweetheart, baby girl, dontcha wanna take captain’s cock?”

You hum an ascension, and then squeak as he sinks you down onto his cock in one, fluid motion. It fills you up all full, and you moan at the feeling. Luffy’s cock is always so big.

“S’big…,” you whine, twisting in his arms as you accommodate his length. He snickers behind you, before placing messy kisses along your shoulder blade.

“Dontcha like it, though? Dontcha like captain’s cock?”

He whispers the dirty words with his lips in your hair, kissing all along the nape of your neck. He uses one hand to delicately move your hair to the side. He sinks his teeth into your shoulder.

“Luffy!” You cry, arching off him from the sudden pain. Luffy just laughs, smooching at the bruises. His tongue laves at the curve of your neck, as he starts to slowly lift you up and down his cock. The bed rocks gently, still rubbery and fluid.

“Lu—!” You gasp as the momentum of the bed’s bouncing rocks you, too. Luffy’s fucking you in time with the bounces: as you lift up from the bed, his cocks pulls out, and as you bounce down it pushes back in. It’s a mind-boggling rhythm that’s so cartoony and wild and it’s filling your body with sparkles—

“That’s it, sweets, take my cock f’me~” Luffy murmurs in your hair. He kisses the back of your neck.

You surrender to the rhythm, to the rubber, and when wolf whistles sound you don’t even care.

Hearts are fizzing around you both, with little pink fireworks that burst in strawberry patterns in front of your eyes. Steam starts pouring from your ears. Gear 5 Luffy is wild.

You like wild.

“Luffy!” You scream his name as an orgasm rips through your lower belly. Your pussy is aching now, squeezing around his cock with every thrust. The bed boi-oings with his rubber powers. Your eyes roll to the back of your head.

Suddenly, Luffy is manhandling you onto all fours, opting to fuck you in doggy as hard and fast as he can. He’s pushing you away from him: chasing you with his reckless thrusts.

“Like that, slut? Ah! Ya like that?”

He’s asking now in earnest, always wanting to please you, and you scream out another strangled cry of his name. He snickers, speeding up his demonic pace.

“That’s what I thought,” he grunts, and you turn your head to the side to see his eyes squeezed shut and his jaw set. He’s biting his lower lip as he pummels into your cunt.

Luffy, Luffy, Luffy

It’s all there is.

Just him, just you, just the steam filling the room. Fireworks are still going off, arhythmic and fizzling. The floor still bends and bounces, and Luffy’s laugh starts pouring forth from the overstimulation and pleasure.

“Hahahaaha!” Luffy laughs, speeding up inside you. He cums with a stuttering thrust, falling forward on top of you. His weight crushes you into the bed, which bounces from the force.

“Luffy,” you chide, wriggling out from under him. His eyes are closed, a snot bubble forming at his nose as he snores. You smirk, before slapping his ass to wake him up. “Wake up! I want aftercare!” You demand.

He snorts himself awake, before smiling sleepily at you. He’s still bent over, ass up with his head in the mattress. “Huh—wuh?”

You roll your eyes.

“Come shower with me!”

You drag him up, pulling him off the bed and toward his cabin’s bathroom.

[quitealotofsodapop]

Ao Lie

referencing posts like; baby Ao Lie meeting the bimawen, and Ao Lie wants to be a godfather.

I thought it would be pretty adorable if part of the reason Ao Lie is able to act a horse so well was because they were like his favorite animal as a little hatchling and while it was considered kinda weird among dragons ("Not even a seahorse? Just a... land horse???") it was fully embraced by a certain celestial stablemaster - Bimawen Sun Wukong.

Ao Lie would run off and "to be a ""play horsey" whenever he wandered away from his dad or brothers when they went to the Jade Palace for summits or banquets. He was too small to actually transform himself into a horse, but he'd turn into his noodley-snake dragon form and slink away into the stables.

Wukong likely came across the white baby dragon as he was riling up the curious horses (they all saw Ao Lie as a snake), and was like;

Wukong: "Damn, how did a baby dragon get in here? Ok little guy best get you back-" Ao Lie, hissing: "No!!! I'm horsey! I stay in stable!" Wukong, trying not to laugh: "Ok? I guess I was wrong. You're clearly a skinny white foal. My apologies." Ao Lie: :3

Even if Ao Lie doesn't remember the encounters that well, it did leave him with a positive opinion of horses, stablehands, and monkeys for some reason.

When the dragon is a teenager by the time of the Journey, all he knows about Sun Wukong is that 1: His dad and uncles don't like him, 2: He steals stuff, and 3: He's in jail. His brain doesn't make the mental connection until much later when Zhu Bajie calls Wukong a "useless bimawen!" during the Gold and Silver demons arc.

When Ao Lie first met Wukong in the stone egg au, he basically had the mental journey of; "Huh. The monkey king is kinda chubby- OMG its an egg!! Why is he walking?! Get off my back Tang monk! Don't you know mothers need plenty of rest?!"

After meeting the steed for the first time Tripitaka wonders why the "Bai Longma" is super insistent on letting Wukong ride him specifically. Remembering that the Monkey is "carrying a stone egg" (Tripitaka only knows that part and thinks its a metaphor), the monk in turn tells Wukong that he should ride instead.

Wukong, tired but still wanting to stretch his legs after 500 years under the mountain is like; "Huh? No way! I'm fine! You ride him."

After a while of Tripitaka insisting that the Monkey rides instead of him, Ao Lie gets annoyed and just sits down, causing the monk on his back to slide off into the mud. Holy cassock now muddy. Wukong gets the message but insists he'll only ride until the next village/when they get a second divine-given horse.

Zhu Bajie tries to ride Bai Longma *once* and he gets bucked off so hard he gets tossed into a lake. He swears the horse has it out for him.

I hc that this was around the time Ao Lie's older sister was having a baby, and he was really bummed out that he wouldn't be able to attend to his uncle-duties cus of his "community service" [ie. the Journey]. So he redirected some of that excitement onto Wukong, who was carrying the Stone Egg. Eggs are a huge cause for celebration among dragonkind either way since they only produce a few in their long livespan.

Wukong was a little surprised/confused by Ao Lie's doting behavior at first, but started to understand why the dragon-horse was acting that way when he spoke to Ao Moang later on during the Tuolong incident.

Prince Moang: "I must pass on congratulations. It's not common among either of our kind to behold future kin." Wukong: "Oh really? When's the last time you've seen a dragon egg?" Prince Moang: "Last year actually! Our sister Zhūlong's egg hatched around the time of your release." Wukong: "Oh. that explains why Ao Lie spoils me." Prince Moang, excitedly: "My little brother is here!? I have to tell him everything! I have woodblock paintings of the baby!" Ao Lie, running over still in horse-mode: "Show me! Show me!" Zhu Bajie, watching: "Weirdos. Its just babies. Everyone's having 'em."

And Ao Lie continues to be super doting and attentive to Wukong as the Journey continues, though he does ask after a few years when the Egg is supposed to be laid. Wukong doesn't have a clear answer for him.

After a while, Wukong says almost in jest; "With how well you've been tending to me and the Egg, I might as well make you their godfather!"

Ao Lie just *shrieks* with joy!! Yes yes yes! He would be so honoured!

Wukong doesn't even have time to explain it was a joke when the dragon hugs him, heavy tears falling on his fur.

Ao Lie: "I'm sorry. It's just that... no one at home has really trusted me with anything so important before. I know that you might... get really hurt when your Egg finally arrives and I am so glad that you trust me to care for them if you have to leave us."

Wukong realises in that moment... Ao Lie knows about Stone Eggs. He eavesdropped on a conversation held between Wukong and the Bodhisattva Guanyin early on, and silently held onto that knowledge until Wukong was comfortable sharing it with the others.

The Monkey King decides in that moment that he doesn't want to trust anyone other than the dragon prince to care for his future child. He's already proven his kind nature - and if the future Stone Monkey were to truly be born an orphan, Ao Lie would gladly help to raise them in secret away from the prying eyes of Heaven.

Unfortunately the Samadhi Fire made it so that Ao Lie would be unable to fufill this duty either...

[mariekanker]

sai file cleaning day

[IMAGE ID, IMAGE 1: Digitally drawn doodle page of various One Piece characters in a more cartoony art style where everyone has big heads and noodley limbs. Drawing 1: The first drawing is of Sanji and Bartolomeo. They're drawn waist up and Bartolomeo is grabbing Sanji by the torso and biting his arm with a wall eyed expression. Sanji appears to be only mildly surprised by this. Drawing 2: Waist up drawing of Carrot arc welding with her right arm. She's wearing a standard welding mask, a fire proof jacket, and a leather gauntlet glove on her left hand that she's using to hold her right arm steady as she makes a tee weld in the flat position with small metal plates. Drawing 3: Full body doodle of Luffy wearing a creeper t shirt, a jacket, basketball shorts, a bracelet mostly obscured by the long sleeves, and a chew necklace. He still has the straw hat and flip flops as well. He's looking off to the right with a blank neutral expression. Drawing 4: Franky doing surgery on himself, drawn from the thighs up. He is in the earlier stages of the cyborgification. He's laying on his back, holding himself open with his left hand that's a simple metal clamp, and his arms are bare metal pipes. His right hand is some kind of soldering iron that he's using to install a metal cylinder with a pipe coming out from the bottom in a zigzag pattern, replacing his stomach and intestines. His rib cage is visible as well, though there are no blood or organs shown. He has wheels installed on the sides of his hips. His head is still entirely organic and unchanged, and is looking down at himself, he looks very tense and stressed out. The only color in the drawing is Franky's blue hair and the line art on his torso is a gradient of blue to yellow to magenta. Also there's a little drawing of Sanji in the corner that looks like in was drawn in 20 seconds, he's dumbed down to a lanky black shape with long legs and huge feet, one big eye on a square head, and a long cigarette.

IMAGE 2: Unfinished sketch of Sanji and Luffy from One Piece, drawn digitally. The drawing is a spoof of the scene in the Whole Cake Island arc where Luffy tries to get Sanji to come back with him (the second time) and Sanji refuses. Sanji is turning away from Luffy and towards the viewer dramatically, arms crossed and hands holding his own shoulders, cape flapping in the wind, and a single sparkling tear rolls down his cheek. He is saying: "Get out of here and leave me alone, Luffy! You'll never understand me and my tragic past. Just leave me to die here!" in a cursive font where each capital letter has a little illustration of Cinderella over it like a fairy tale book. Luffy is staring at Sanji, in a much more simplistic style, contrasting against the relatively realistically proportioned Sanji. Luffy's staring at him with big eyes and giant pupils, with a completely blank expression. A couple of swords can be seen in the background, halfway driven into the ground. END ID]

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

What character do you think you could take in a fight? I think I could take on the oct tro. Mostly due to the useful fight knowledge I know about legs.

I think we'd realistically pretty much all lose almost immediately if the use of magic was allowed @.@ There's just such a wide range of spells avaliable to them to stop their opponent, not to mention that magic would have a bigger range than physical attacks.

If you're talking about purely just a physical fight (no magic allowed), over half the main cast would be crossed off my list in terms of viable foes. (I know there are other characters like NRC staff, RSA boys, Rollo, etc., but I'm just going to stick with talking about the main cast for ease.) If you think about it, so many of them are crazy fit or somehow physically strong 🥲 There's Trey (uh, from working at the bakery/playing soccer), Deuce (from his delinquent era), Leona and Jack (look at the size of their arms), the twins (they're basically Azul's enforcers), maybe Azul (who, while not great at athletics, still has a strong grip), Jamil (a professionally trained bodyguard), all of Pomefiore (they're all strong, even Epel for his small stature), Ortho (HE CAN LITERALLY FIRE A LASER AT ME), and all of Diasomnia (again, all strong).

I'm just a noodley-armed nerd so maybe I could take on Idia or Kalim and win 🤡 Idia would throw the towel early to avoid the trouble of fighting altogether, while Kalim would refuse to fight me or offer to just chill or hug it out instead.

[leaderpinhead]

Grim - Walk Another's Path

Prompt: Bodyswap Notes: This went a little longer than expected (which is one of the reasons I didn't finish it in February like I wanted to ;-;), so I'm only posting the first section here with a link to where I've posted the full fic on AO3. I still wanted to show it here because this was written for a prompt challenge I found on here. Full fic can be found here!

Grim snarled and paced back and forth around the bedroom. Every few steps resulted in him slapping his cheeks to make sure he was awake. The slight sting said that, yes, he was indeed awake and not experiencing a nightmare. 

The smoothness of his cheeks was also causing his rising panic. “I can’t believe this is happening! This is all Ace’s fault! I can’t believe he threw that whatchamacallit into our cauldron yesterday.” 

A light huff came from the bed. “That whatchamacallit was a bundle of dandelions, and it did absolutely nothing but cause enough smoke to earn us a five-page essay from Professor Crewel on the importance of lab safety. Which is due today.” 

Grim spun on his heel to face his minion. He didn’t account for his new gangly limbs and noodley torso, which nearly sent him spiraling into the wardrobe. He snarled and batted at the piece of furniture like it had purposefully leapt into his path. Once he had effectively put the wardrobe in its place, he spun to face his minion. 

Except it wasn’t his minion he saw, but himself. At least, a doppelgänger of himself. He’d never known his own face could contort into the same deadpan expression his human usually wore when she was tired of tiptoeing around the sensibilities of every boy on campus. She walked a small circle in the center of the bed like a fawn finding its legs for the first time. She wobbled just enough to make Grim offended. “How do you explain all this then? Last I checked, I was still in my own body when I went to bed last night!” 

It was weird hearing Yuu’s voice when he spoke. Almost as weird as his own voice, from his own body, but definitely not him speaking. “That’s an even stronger argument for why it wasn’t the botched potion. Some potions can be slow acting, particularly ones distributed in a gaseous state, but in order for that to be the cause of our current dilemma, we would have had to be repeatedly exposed to—.” 

Grim threw up his hands to cover his ears. His paws—fingers—found soft tufts of hair. Right, human ears were on the sides of their heads. His hands slipped down his head until they found the fleshy lobes. “I don’t wanna listen to your science talk this early in the morning! I’m having a crisis!” 

Yuu sighed. She edged closer to the side of the bed and glanced down at the floor. She backtracked to the center of the mattress. “My point is, this isn’t Ace’s fault. This is your fault.” 

Grim sputtered. “My fault? How’s this my fault?” 

“Who was the one reading spells he didn’t understand before bed last night?” Yuu snapped back. The blue fire of her ears wavered when her ears flattened against the top of her head. Her head? His head! This was becoming so confusing. “I told you to wait until your next tutor session with Riddle, but did you want to listen? No. Because the Great Grim can do no wrong. Now we’re stuck in each other's bodies for Seven knows how long!” 

It was Grim’s turn to flatten his ears against his head. At least, he would if he didn’t have these already flat ears! “I knew what I was doing!” 

“You couldn’t even pronounce the words on the page!” Yuu stomped around the mattress until she reached the nightstand sitting beside the bed. She awkwardly stretched across the small gap between the two pieces of furniture and pawed the worn book closer to her. Her tiny grunts of effort were almost insulting. “How do you manage to hold a pen in your paws? I can’t even grip the edge of this book!” 

Her efforts made him snicker now. “Do you understand my greatness now? I’ve mastered living amongst humans in ways you’ll never understand!” 

“If you wanna brag about holding a pen, then go right ahead.” Grim sputtered at Yuu’s lack of awe. She balanced on the tiptoes of her back paws while she flipped through the book. She smacked a paw against one page. “This is the spell you used! Mark this page so we can show it to the headmage.” 

“Crowley?” Grim questioned, but he moved across the room to do as he was told. He still felt a bit wobbly, but he became surer in his stride with each step. Maybe being human wasn’t so bad. “Why we gotta show him? Wouldn’t it be easier to take it to Crewel?” 

“Professor Crewel specializes in potions and alchemy,” Yuu argued. She jumped back into the center of the mattress as soon as he marked the page. Grim tucked the book under his arm and waited for Yuu to jump down from the bed. “As irresponsible as the headmage acts, no one on campus is going to argue he’s not a powerful mage. If anyone can break whatever spell you did, he would be our best bet.” 

Grim grudgingly agreed and continued to wait for Yuu to jump down. She did the odd circling again, coming close enough to the edge to peek over before jerking back to the center of the mattress. After the third or fourth time of her doing the same thing, Grim finally snapped, “Would you quit wasting time and just jump down already?” 

“It’s too high!” Grim gaped at the whiny pitch escaping his body. He’d never made that sound before! And he didn’t go around stomping like a big baby either! “How do you do this everyday? I could break an ankle jumping from this height!” 

“It’s not high at all!” Grim argued. He gestured between the top of the bed and the top of his—Yuu's—hips. He knew of Yuu’s extreme fear of heights, but this was ridiculous! ���It’s barely taller than half your body size.” 

“Which is twice the size of you!” Yuu hopped away from the center of the mattress and closer to him. Grim sputtered when she lifted her arms up to him. “Put me on the floor.” 

“No!” 

“Why not?” 

“Because I’m not about to treat my body like it’s a baby!” 

“I’m not asking you to burp me. Just put me on the floor!” 

“Just jump!” 

“That’s like telling me to jump from the highest tower on campus!” 

They went back and forth just long enough to attract the attention of the curious dust bunnies living in Ramshackle Dorm. In the end, Grim grudgingly lifted Yuu off the bed and placed her feet on the floor. His efforts were rewarded when he watched her tackle the staircase, the ghosts of Ramshackle joining in on his snickering as they watched Yuu slowly crawl backwards down the stairs. 

He completely ignored her snickering at him when he tripped halfway down the staircase because of her weak ankles. 

Follow this link for the rest of the fic!

[phantom-of-the-501st]

Random Poster Thoughts

I seem to have lost any thoughts that allow me to write an insightful post, so here's some random opinions on the new posters because... why not?

First up, Omega!

Look who got rid of the weak noodley arms! I pick up a spoon the wrong way and I'm out of commission. She's out here wielding a bow over half her size. Well done. 👏

Red shirt like Echo, belt that I'm sure Tech has stuffed with random tools he considers important and I love the jacket.✨️

And she finally has some head protection! Was wondering why they didn't give her any other armour but remembered that children grow really quickly, so it would probably get too small too fast. But glad to see that brain of hers is a little more concussion-proof.

Hunter!

I've suddenly realised just how all over the place his armour is. Legs are different colours, arms are different colours. Where was he even going with this???

But the scarf is iconic. Look at it!

Although I must say that the arm wraps are also stunning. 🔥

And I've only just noticed that he has teal gloves... I approve.

The last remaing skull. 🥲

And what appears to be a knee guard from his og look (his armour really is so random).

And of course, Echo!

Still my favourite armour of the Batch (second being Tech's).

Apart from the new kama.

I'm still mad about it. 😒

What I'm not mad about is the new scomp look. I know it hasn't actually changed much but I actually really love the new paint job. Simple but bold. 🔥

I also love these gloves with the half black and half red. Along with the red shirt, this actually could have worked really well with his old armour too.

Also, the animators really know how to draw nice hands...

And of course... an eyebrow quirk. 🤨

Also, do you think they forget how long the aerials on their packs are? Like how many times do you think they've walked through a low doorway and snapped them? 🤔

Anyway, that concludes the random poster thoughts. If you made it through all this waffle, hello! 👋 Thank for taking the time to read... whatever this is.

If I remember, I might do this for Tech and Wrecker as well but... I make no promises.

[sonicattos]

hey!! all good? I hope so!

I would like to ask how do you draw the chubby body for your sonic characters? I really hope this question don't bother you!! It's just I really like the way you draw them chubby and I want to try draw them that way too? So I'm here to ask for a tip or something...

Anyway, you don't need to answer this ask If you do not want!!! I'm grateful in any way

FAT FETISHISTS DNI

(i’m not accusing anon btw)

i don’t necessarily draw them like that on purpose since i’ve always just draw people fat in general unless it’s someone’s character. i do like making certain characters chubbier because it makes me happy as a fat dude. anyway i’ll talk about my process first:

i guess the first step is understanding fat people anatomy and the sonic artstyle anatomy?

i sorta take these elements and mix them without making it look weird. i’m still kinda stuck on how to draw limbs in the style. but whatever.

for example: sonic’s torso is just one shape. upside down tear drop. his chest, stomach and hips are all one blob. his limbs are noodles that stick out. so i give him a chest, stomach and hips while still being in the realm of the style. when i draw the limbs i kinda just make them thicker and less noodley.

okay just tips in general:

• draw things thicker. legs and arms are STICKS. make them thicker

•focus on the shapes and curvature of the character and fucking widen that shit!!!

•look at fat people (not irl. i mean models on google). how do chests work? how do tummies and waists work? how do hips and thighs work? fat people are squishy!!

•draw whatever doesn’t look weird to you. just draw it however you want actually. i’m not the boss of you

uhh the end?? idk how to explain things

[atlas-of-the-mind]

[ID in Alt text and under cut] [lore also under cut]

Gentles and ladymen I present: He

@rinzydings and I made a joke about Bootleg wishdotcom Moon and uh. Here we are

This is Prototype Moon! He's feral and I love him.

Lore under cut:

[IMG ID: A colored sketch of my version of dca moon, named “prototype moon”, on a grey background. He has noodley, rubber-hose style limbs made of dark grey, ribbed metal pipes that get wider at the ends of his arms to make the palms of his hands, which have three sharp claw-like fingers and a similarly sharp thumb. His face is very simple, with a full silver face and wide, sharp-toothed smile that ends in large curls at the corners that sit by his eye sockets, and a nose that mimics the normal dca’s nose but is mirrored. He doesn’t have eyes, instead sporting shadowed holes where his eyes would go.He has a large, fur-lined hood with a long tail, which has a large kink in it before it curls and ends in a large bell. He wears a layered, flat jester collar with a five-pointed dark blue overlayer and a smaller under layer, and a set of short, puffy blue bloomers with red ruffles around his flexy pipe waist and around the leg holes. His shoes loosely resemble jester shoes, with a large curling toe and a smaller curly piece coming off the heel of the shoe. He has a built in vest with one side being blue and the other side being red, and his hood and shorts are the same blue fabric with cartoonish silver stars all over it. His shoes have a singular big silver eight-pointed star on the top of them and a gold crescent moon on the inside of the ankle, and small bells hang off the large curl at the toe. More small gold bells hang off his jester collar, and his waist ruffle has a gold band across the top of the red fabric. His fingers are the same silver as his face.

There’s notes around him, pointing to various parts of his body. The top note points to his eyes and reads “<- no eyes, can only sense light levels”. A note directly underneath that points to his smile and reads “<- teeth can retract up into mask” with a small sketch of his mouth being “open” beneath it. Slightly beneath those notes is one that reads “<- Arms + legs can lengthen/shorten 2-5ft”, and there’s a final note by his left hand that reads “<- grabby hands”. End ID.]

LORE TIME:

- Prototype Moon is exactly what it sounds like; A scrapped prototype of the dca moon when they were meant to be a pair of stage performers. After Fazbear Entertainment found it was more cost effective (and less dangerous) to have the dca be one animatronic instead of two, the unstable prototype of Moon was scrapped and Sun was reworked into both Sun and Moon.

- Prototype Moon was meant to be the villain of the stage play, and is still programmed that way.

- Proto moon is extremely sensitive to light levels. He doesn't have eyes, so he can't actually see, only sense light and dark areas. He functions like the endos just with light (i.e. if his sensors pick up over a certain number of lumens, his motors lock up and he can't move), so if you shine a light in his face he stops moving.

-> fazbear entertainment used this to their advantage when working on/salvaging parts from him (its easier than shutting him down)

-> When he was officially scrapped, he was locked in something called The Light Room

- He can easily fit in small spaces due to how bendy his body is.

- He's not as sentient as the other robots, only possessing a beta version of the usual software. (We think)

[goblin-named-sam]

Journey to Dorito Body pt 8

I may have went a bit too hard for the first time back in the gym in a bit so I took a few rest days but I'm back at it and....might have over done it again?

Okay hear me out. The weights just felt too light! So I upped my weight...and did more reps...and another set than usual. I have a too much gene! Leave me alone!

Should I pace myself better? Probably! Do I feel like a badass right now with all my sore muscles? Yes yes I do. Will future me hate past me for this? Yes yes he will but that's his problem to deal with!

Anyway I'm noticing improvements! Not visual yet but like I said my usual weight felt light....it. felt. LIGHT! I also did THREE good solid form hangs! Five seconds EACH! I could barely hold proper form for a second a week ago! AND my hands don't hurt as much while doing it! That's what I call PROGRESS, baby!

I am also doing more leg workouts aka cardio. I, Mr. I'd-sooner-die-than-do-cardio Sammy D'goblin, ran on a treadmill....for all of three minutes but fuck you that's a lot!

Why this sudden change of heart? Well, I've noticed that my elbows (once I stopped hyperextending them doing curls) have been doing a lot better. I have fewer days where they hurt, few days where I can't do dishes or fold laundry cuz my elbows hurt too much. My noodley joints are reacting well to strengthening the muscles around them so I want to do the same thing with my legs cuz my nlknees buckle a LOT. I already started doing squats and lunges but I think running and walking would do more for my legs. So yeah cardio is being a thing now and I loathe and despise it but I already noticed during my post gym walk that my knees didn't buckle so dammit if it doesn't work.

Anyway pictures!

You can actually SEE my muscles in these ones so yay! Also look!

My massive gallon bottle can fit in my coat pocket!

[lonely-dog-draws]

OCs for OC-tober- the prompts were "dream," "disease," and "forgotten."

image descriptions: 3 drawings in pencil, with colors added digitally. The first drawing is of an abstract creature with a purple bird-like head, wearing a maroon poncho that obscures his body, & purple boots. He has a little plant sprout on his head, a rat's tail, & thin noodley arms emerging from the poncho. He's running down a white set of stairs on all fours & looking to the side. An unseen light source is casting his shadow on the wall beside him & washing out his colors. Part of the staircase is fragmenting into puzzle pieces, some of which are falling apart. The word "dream" is written at the top. The second drawing is of a thin black person with short, curly, dark hair. He wears a long-sleeved button up shirt and pants. The skin around his eyes is dark and puffy. He has a bandage wrapped around one of his upper arms and a dark substance splattered on his sleeve. He's sitting on the ground with his elbows on his knees, reaching to accept a tissue from someone out of view. The third and final drawing is of two creatures sitting outside on a low stone wall. The wall has grass growing along the top and bottom of it, and is decorated with blue diamond shapes. The character on the left is a sort of pale humanoid bug with digitigrade legs and a triangular face with its only features being eyes and antennae. He has a bag slung over his shoulder, & is looking over at the other character. The other character to the right is pale purple, of a similar humanoid shape, but tree branches from plants out of view obscure most of her. The sky behind them fades to pale blue. End descriptions.

[muertawrites]

Eddie is definitely that lanky boy who’s unexpectedly strong with a third leg 🤷🏽‍♀️

i've mentioned this before but my headcanon height for him is 6'4". i just feel like he'd have a body as big and noodley as his personality.

but yeah he's secretly kinda jacked.

he's not visibly ripped. he's definitely got a layer of baby fat and is plenty squishy. but if you're a thicc bih like me? he can still lift you like you weigh nothing. working as a mechanic has made him obscenely strong.

like pin you against a wall and fuck you easy strong.

[kingofthe-egirls]

SUGAR: LUFFY x Y/N (part 2)

part 1

(cw: candy/food mention, kissing)

words: 885

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You’re standing in the kitchen, candy tray in front of you as you pipette blue gummy bears into the silicone mold.

Luffy sneaks up behind you.

“Smells sweet,” he says, slurping up his spit like a damn dog. He reaches to touch, but you smack his hand.

“It’s too hot!” You say, turning to flick the strawhat captain in his forehead. He yelps, stumbling back with a palm smacked to his face. “You can have some when they’re cooled,” you decide, haughtily sending a glare over your shoulder. He pouts.

“When’s that gonna be?”

You shrug.

“Tonight?”

Luffy groans, slumping forward until his chin hits your shoulder. His noodley arms wrap around your waist, so you freeze. “What about something else sweet?” He whispers with his hot breath puffing at your ear. He scrapes his teeth against the shell.

“Strawhat—,”

“Hush,” Luffy whispers again, tightening his grip around your waist. “Dontcha like me, candy?”

His hands toy with the edge of your shirt, and your skin is sparking against the tinder of his fingertips.

Luffy sucks at your earlobe, before smacking sweet kisses against the edge of your jawbone. “Sweetheart, ya make such sweet treats, gotta taste some of ya, hah?”

The place between your legs is wobbly at best (clenching at worst). His hair and his eyes and his limbs and his breath are all conspiring against you.

Your legs turn jelly beneath you, and you find yourself swooning against his chest. “Ah—!”

Luffy laughs, loud and bright, before spinning you around and pressing your lower back against the counter.

“Sweet thing,” he says before he kisses you.

Sugar

y

. , sweet

*. —

,

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The half-gasp leaving your lips is embarrassing.

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Luffy’s lips move against yours slowly, and sensually. He groans, swiping his tongue across your bottom lip. “Sweet,” he says, panting as he parts your lips, speaking directly into the hot cavern of your waiting mouth. “S’what I thought…”

His words send thrills down your spine—spiraling into your gut.

“Mmph!”

It’s all you can moan out, as he sucks your bottom lip between his teeth. You surge into it, arms finally wrapping around his neck so your hands can bury themselves in his hair. Greedily, you suck on his bottom lip, before closing your lips around the tip of his tongue. You break apart, gasping, before swiping your slick, glossy lips against his once more. He’s delicious.

Delirious.

You grin.

He hums against your teeth, as you’re softly chewing on his lower lip, teething at his skin as you sloppily make out with your newest captain.

“Stop,” You whisper, your soft rasp barely registering even to your own ears. It’s alien: someone else. Someone far sexier than you. Is that really what you sound like, when you’re in pleasure?

Seems like it.

Luffy gasps, parting from you again. He’s staring at you, starry-eyed, his lips slick with your spit.

You’re dazzled.

Blinking, you lean against him once more, softly tracing your chapped lips against his. You feel soft, sour, all sorts of things. Chemically inclined to lose your fucking mind.

“Stop—,” You swallow, licking your lips. They taste like his saliva, all savory from meat. “If you don’t have a crush on me, then stop.”

Luffy stares at you.

His breath is low and heavy, his face flushed an ultraviolet rose. Like monarch butterfly wings. Like the crown of a king.

He blinks.

“Course I have a crush on you,” he says, scanning your face. You see the reflection of your scared, vulnerable expression in the pupils of his blown-out eyes. That’s how close you two are. “Why else would I kiss ya?”

You shake your head.

“S’not okay if you’re just teasin’,” you scrunch your face, pressing backward into the counter behind you. Luffy’s face is still mere inches from yours, his arms on the counter on either side of your waist. “Ya hafta really like me, if ya wanna kiss me…,” you trail off, embarrassed.

Luffy presses his forehead against yours. He smooches your cheek.

“Sweetheart,” he says, his breath raspy in his throat, “Just say you’re mine, and I’ll be yours. Captain’s word.”

You stare, his forehead pressed against yours. He’s breathing heavily, as you whine against his lips. “I wish—I was sexy.”

He leans back, frowning.

“Sexy doesn’t even cover it,” he rasps. His hands are stroking your sides, warm thumbs skimming over your ribcage. You shake your head.

“Sexy isn’t something someone sees, when they see me.” It’s a fact of your life, something you’ve always known.

Luffy scowls, still stroking your sides. He sighs.

“Same.”

He sits next to you on the counter, so you move the tray and sit with him.

He stares at his hands, all calloused and dry. He smiles. “Sexy isn’t something someone’s seen in me, either. So when I saw you, and you seemed so sweet, I was like—,” He swallows, “Maybe she’d see me, instead.”

You smile, flustered.

“Thanks, Strawhat.” You nudge his shoulder with your own. His skin is bare and coffee-cream. His heat is so noticeable, so soft as he leans his weight into your side. “Sexy doesn’t cover it for you, either.”

He smiles, perking up.

“See?!” He’s excited, grinning. “Sexy is something we just have to be! So we can just stop striving so hard for it. Since it’s already sexy.”

You smile, nodding.

“Okay! Let’s date,” you say, striking a match inside your ribcage. Luffy squeezes your hand.

“M’yours, sweetheart.”

You smirk.

“You better be.”

[celestialmango]

Mmm so I'm going to list all the daycare treats AUs that have yet to be written on the main list rn

Owl moon and zoo keeper reader(currently writing)

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Island harpy boys and borrow reader

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Animal crossing au Sun and moon

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Vore rpg boss Sun and Moondrop

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Bad end, slightly melted and malfunctioning Moon and kidnapped (not by him) reader(I made the note of horror for this one)

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Borrow reader and Moon with Tom and Jerry high jinks

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Dragons sun and moon with royal not yet ruler reader who doesn't want to marry(I found the gender neutral term is princette)

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Alien creature/cryptid sun and moon

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The alraune Sun and Moon (hehe it rhymes)

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Oh no I've been shrunk reader with Sun and Moon

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Slime Sun which is the prequel to meeting slime Moon which will be another chapter (slime rancher au)

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Another pirate sun and moon but reader is not a mer.(I put this on the list way before mermay )

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A slasher au(so like horror movie monsters that pick off people one by one till reader is left and instead of getting killed reader gets nommed)

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Monster in the closet au because the person you bought the house from didn't tell you just why it was so cheap.

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Another rpg au with accidental noms.

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Transformers Sun and Moon(spark twins/seekers)

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Giant sun and moon in the pizza plex.

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Mimic Moon who pretends to be a bed.

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Shoulder Angel and devil sun and moon where when you listen to one it causes them to grow, you think they aren't real till they get big enough to nom you and if nommed you kinda vanish because you're the only one who can see them

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Witch in training, accidental summon of new to being summoned sun and experienced moon who was supposed to supervise him.

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Drider Sun and Moon

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Friendly and jingly spirit orb sun and moon that have you help gather their pieces up so they can be whole again (dunno where I was going with that)

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The Glitchdrop arcade machine thing

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Ancient evil Moon who's trapped in a tomb and you get teleported into his stomach by a booby-trap, you suggest he teleports/lets you out and you can unseal him, he feels dumb because he's never thought about doing that with the people who ended up teleported into his stomach previously.

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Basically you release ancient unspeakable evil then he noms you again because while he agreed to let you out he never agreed that he wouldn't eat you again. Thinks you freaking out is funny and but isn't actually going to hurt you because the few days you were trapped together he grew to like you.

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Frog Moon and salamander Sun with fairy reader

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KH au with heartless Sun and Moon that kinda act like the nice mushroom heartless that play charades and give you things with reader as a key blade wielder and them hanging around you and cannibalizing other heartless makes them evolve and grow, they learn spells and help you out as back up, then they finally turn into ten foot tall boss heartless and stop eating other heartless but continue to act as support for you.

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Sun noodle and Moon Noodle's big Noodle brother Eclipse with reader who Sun found in previous noodley boys chapter

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Haunted house, reader (who's a sensitive) gives the spooks(who are demons) stuff and treats them like spooky roommates

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The siren heads sun and moon.

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Virus Eclipse who's a third ai in sun and moon's body (created by the virus) who becomes obsessed with lead staff bot reader(who's got legs instead of wheels) and wants to nom cute staff bot and never let cute staff bot (you) go, can't take control (yet) but gets Moon to chase you sometimes.

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Another monster in the closet au but with a frightened child reader(platonic of course because otherwise I would refuse to write it because ew)

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Yet another cryptid sun and moon but Sun is a bee and moon is a moth.

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Giant sun and moon(gonna put this in a fantasy setting) but Moon tries to get reader into a false sense of security so he can eat them but Sun unknowingly saves them because he thinks they're a new friend his brother made and wants to get to know too.

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Cat Moon with pet mouse reader who escaped from previous home owner and has been living in the walls ever since

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The artic mer thing

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Borrow reader who was caught in a mouse trap and found by moon

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fairy reader who's being hunted for their wing with one of the boys(between Sun Moon and Eclipse) as a forest creature that hide/rescues reader via noms.

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The arcade machine sun and moon mentioned earlier.

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Cursed doll sequel where Moon trains Sun in the art of safe noms.

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Another dragon Sun and Moon but they're injured and reader heals them but they continue to act injured because just so they can see reader who's trying to keep them secret from their town, town finds out and attacks reader one of the boys noms reader(fear play) then later the other one gets to nom reader (comfort)

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After fire Eclipse who was created by Sun and Moon chips melting together and entangled their code to survive (they can be separated again with a bit of work) comfort noms reader who ended up in ruined plex and couldn't find their way out. Eclipse noms due to acting on both sun and moon's whims, Sun's being 'comfort....friend?' and Moon's being ' INTRUDER! Eat the human' which translates to Eclipse to nom and comfort human.

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Hypno Moon, you and a bunch of other adults decide to explore burned and abandoned plex, moon still has the virus, spots you, decides to eat you, hypnotizes you telling you to give in to it and gives you praises as you fall under his control, noms slowly because you are unable to fight back, lets the hypnosis go after he's back in his hideaway, Moon got separated from Sun during the fire, became lonely and a bit more unhinged so nommed you because lonely but also because he thought you looked small enough for him to be able to nom you.

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Got a deathclaw experiment sun and moon with doctor reader who grew up in a vault then got kick out. Sun and Moon were last surviving deathclaws, are everything except each other to survive, reader finds vault they're in, Sun chases them out because food, Moon following after then they see the door was finally opened. Less thinking reader food and more curious now because they can find other things to eat now.

Both catch up to reader, see another deathclaw about to kill reader, sun attack other deathclaw while Moon kinda almost lays down on reader, is guarding reader. They eat the other deathclaw, reader is in shock, boys finish, reader thinks they're gonna get eaten for real when Moon picks them up but boys are grateful reader freed them but they're arguing about who gets to pouch you first, Moon noms you during argument, you freak out cause you got ate.

That's it for the main list, now for the mermay prompts that I was unable to write during mermay

We have

Betta fish reader who Sun and Moon steal from the closing down aquarium in the plex because of reader being the only thing alive and still fighting to survive despite their terrible living conditions

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Tiny Child mer reader, with shark Sun and Moon ("Moony's a baby eater!")

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Jellyfish sun and moon(which again, gotta rework the plot on that one)

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Bioluminescent Cleaner fish reader with shark twins who watch you during your off time when you hum and 'dance' in soothing patterns to entertain yourself, they think they're sneaky and you haven't noticed them, you have and just think they're too shy to ask you for help with parasites and such.

Boys are hiding because they don't want to scare the cute fish. Sun's and Moon's shark species in this one imprint on a single prey and their bodies will see that prey as a part of themselves and cover said prey with protective secretions in their throat that will sink into prey's skin making shark unable to digest prey as they're moved into a sack of sorts that's opening is attached to the side of said sharks stomach.

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The stranded in the middle of the ocean on a raft reader who gets nommed by Moon, who gets told on by Sun to Eclipse who then noms moon cause Moon didn't want to share or spit reader up

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Deepsea diver reader with Glitchdrop mer.

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Tiny reader with anxiety that can't rest till they're hidden(Moon noms for sure,)

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Reader used as bait and rescued by mer sun and moon

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And finally, the siren sun & moon with sailer/deckhand reader(who they are attempting to court without using their voices so reader knows their intentions are pure but doesn't really realize that they are being courted by the two) romance

[silent-scribbs]

Inscryption cast wip :3

Trying the whole "noodley doodley" thing again, since it's been a while, but I know I made it somewhere between noodle doodle and some things I would normally do when drawing :P

Also gonna make another Leshy because although I believe in homeless man Leshy, with the human legs and shit, I also enjoy goat legs Leshy (and I feel like Inscryption WON'T make up its mind about what his legs look like) Granted all the characters have multiple appearance things so I mean-

Also I need to give his socks holes because I insist lmao

ALSO ALSO LESHY BUT TREE LEGS-

[fragileizywriting]

Kwami Swap / Reverse Lovesquare AU Pairing: Ladybug!Adrien x Cat!Marinette Rating: T Words: 1,301 Warnings: Mentions of Canon-Typical Temporary Character Death, Mentions of Non-sexual Nudity

Without the noise of the tap running, the bathroom echoes into a stony silence. There’s nothing she can say in the next eight billion years that will get him to smile at her, sitting down on the bathroom tile, back against the tub like he’s part watch dog part annoyed and part too stubborn to leave her alone for a second. He’s learned his lesson today with that. He’d join her in the tub, glare at her from the other side with their knees and shins all over each other, but they’ve tried before. Adrien doesn’t fit. He’s too tall, too noodley, too lanky to fit into this tub that is nothing but decor for this apartment.

So it’s her. Alone. Wading the waters and doing her best not to sink in entirely until she disappears, which she’s desperate to try, but knows better than to do so in front of Adrien. Not now. Definitely not now. It’s up to her shoulders, the water a pale green from all the soaps she’d haphazardly run underneath the tap, foaming at the sides. She follows it with her fingers, trying to pop the bubbles, trying to collect them into mounds, trying to do anything and everything at all except listen to the quietness between them.

“Kitty—”

“I’m sorry.”

He sighs, trying again. “Kitty.”

“I didn’t mean to.”

“Why is it so loud in here, even when you’re completely quiet?” he murmurs. This gets her to stop talking, shutting her jaw with a click. She’s a listener by nature, designed with the cat miraculous to hear and follow, but she’s molded it into a hybrid situation— she— Marinette— is a talker. A biter. A fighter. A killer. Words come easy for once for a black cat Miraculous user.

But she’s exhausted. The Miraculous cure is everything it’s called— a miracle, a cure— but some things it doesn’t fix. She’s two centimeters to the left of comfortable. Her body is too small for what she’s experienced tonight. Made of starlight, tasting of ash… it’s a miracle she has her legs. Her arms. Her toes. Her fingers. She can breathe— she can see— she can talk and hold Adrien’s hand.

She sinks down into the bath until her hair starts to plume. Her hair is nothing as long as Lady Noire’s, but it’s still long enough to sway in the gentle heat of the water. Vision might be a little bit slanted, from how hot the water is, but it’s nothing compared to what happened just an hour ago.

“What would we have done if I couldn’t bring you back?” he asks, into the quiet, when she refuses to reply.

“I don’t know. Maybe get Viperion to second-chance it, go back in time and save me, or… it doesn’t even matter.” She licks her lips, gathering steam. “But I knew you could bring me back, I knew you’re capable enough to—”

“Marinette,” he murmurs again, causing her to shrink. He doesn’t call her by her first name. She’s not even sure when the last time he said it was. “That’s not something I’m ever comfortable risking.”

“But—”

“No,” he continues. All firm, all stern, all him. She shrinks harder. “I will never risk your life to win against an Akuma.”

And yet.

She saw what had happened, briefly, on the news as Adrien had pushed her into the bathroom and stripped her of her clothes when she could barely stand and was shaking from fatigue. How he’d peeled away her Miraculous, letting the hexleather dissolve away like sugar in a hotpot. She’d died. She’d completely died. He’d left the TV on before leaving the apartment, swinging through the narrow and tight alleyways that Paris offers, trying to make it to the Akuma in time before she did anything stupid.

Well.

“I’m sorry,” she offers again, when he opens and closes his palms in front of his chest, like he can’t believe his fingers exist. Paramedics arrived on the scene. Luka had been there, too, shouldering his way through the crowd while her eyes had dimmed and flickered, cradled in Mister Bug’s arms. Those very fingers are the ones that saved her. “I didn’t mean to… to hurt you like that. I didn’t want you to get hurt, Adrien—”

“So you made the choice for yourself, instead?”

“I’m not capable of being without you.”

He turns to her. Looking over her, completely ignoring her nakedness in favor of staring at her. Exhaustion under his eyes. Claustrophobia creeps into her skin with that look. “Kitty—”

“I’m not.”

He knows. Of course he knows. He has nightmares of a woman in white, of a woman with blues, of a woman that causes supernovas with her tears and screams. The way Adrien speaks of it makes it feel so intimate, yet so far away. She is her. But she isn’t. The Ragdoll. The White Lady. The Blanche. Whatever her name is, in that universe that keeps Adrien from sleeping so often, feels like a coat whenever they talk about it. It’s her. But it’s not.

So Adrien knows. Adrien knows that she’s not capable of being alone.

And yet.

And yet.

“What makes you think I’m capable?” he asks her, quiet, tears in his eyes.

Noire specifically has a last-resort method before passing out. She’s caught herself doing it across the years, ever since they’d first revealed their identities with one another— ever since Adrien had come back from an alternate universe, because Bunnyx needed help— where she causes as much damage around her as possible. If she’s going down, everything will fall with her. The cement under their feet had started to crumble under the weight of her powers trying to keep her safe. Even if it was ultimately futile. 

Buildings had started to level. Streets had started to turn. Cars had started to flip. People had started to run away. And she’d slipped away while in his arms.

“You saw what happened— and that was while I was dying. You saw what I did to the Louvre— could you imagine what would’ve happened if you were the one in my shoes instead? Could you imagine what I’d become if you were the one I was trying to wake up? Paris would be gone. You don’t have the problem of leveling cities when you’re desperate.”

“I— I know,” he chokes. She reaches out to him, fingers pruney and gross, brushing his hair back from his eyes. “I don’t want that to happen.”

“Viperion wouldn’t have been able to turn back time quick enough.” From what she saw on the news before being herded into the tub was Viperion talking to civilians who’d been worried, reassuring them that Lady Noire had fully recovered. He’ll show up soon, any moment know, boots slipping on Adrien’s balcony while he scrambles to make sure the two of them are fine. She can’t even muster up a weak snort at the idea.

“I don’t want to see what happens when you’re alone. Never again, Kitty.”

“Which is why I couldn’t let it be you.”

“I—”

“I won’t let anyone hurt you. No Akumas. Never. You can always save me, and I know you can. But I can’t save you. I never understand how to, so I don’t want to risk that. When there are emergencies, Adrien, you are most important. Nothing else is.” She reaches down to his chest. His polo is unbuttoned. His collarbones are showing— dark, darker, honey-colored and amber warm. He’s hotter than the tub is when she presses her pruned fingertips against him, feeling the skin like a lifeline. “I’ll do it every day. Without question. Without thinking about it. You’ve always been the most important person in my life, and that’s not about to change now.”