#{ ‘’ tonight i’m gonna have myself a real good time ‘’ | asriel }

[fantasmalforces]

🎁 from odie to azzie, please! (@the-maverick-deck)

💜 Soft Prompts // CLOSED 💜

🎁    for    your    muse    to    give    mine    a    gift    (  please    specify !  )

Asriel couldn’t remember the last time someone had gone a gotten him a present. He didn’t like to rag on his family (no matter how justified it might have been) but his mom had been out of the picture since before he could bark and his dad wasn’t exactly the most affectionate wolf. He called presents trivial, even for things like birthdays, and holidays like Christmas were seldom celebrated by werewolves; his pack was no exception there. And ixnay on even remotely considering something to come out of Kain. Butting heads with someone 24/7 wasn’t exactly key to getting into their good graces. But Asriel digressed. His packmate buddies made up for that ten-fold, and he had friends out of the pack who were even happier to provide on special occasions.

Those were moments he looked back on fondly.

His custom motorcycle? A gift from Holly on his 21st. Something to celebrate his growing independence and young lupine rebellion. His signature custom jacket? A gift from Elana on his 19th - a gift given back when they were dating for a brief period, and in memory of the classic rock phase they’d gotten into while together. The two guitars that he practically spent a third of his waking hours playing on? A surprising little gift from the only Phoenix in town. Psyche had even gone the extra miles and gotten him lessons just so he could learn to play Sheer Heart Attack right through the wall at 3 AM and annoy the shit out of his brother. So sure, gifts were few and far between, but Asriel had a good spirit about it. Not getting them so often just made them more special in his mind, and it meant there was a lot more sentiment behind receiving them. And to him, the memories behind them.

So it was a bit of a surprise when he got something from Odie!

“Hey, babe! What’s the occasion?” He joked, but it took him a minute to seriously ponder what the motivation behind the surprise was and if he was supposed to reciprocate it. Well… It wasn’t Christmas. It wasn’t a birthday. It wasn’t their anniversary. It wasn’t a holiday. After a moment he shrugged and smiled a bit, though it was clear to see he felt a little awkward. Unprompted gifts never happened to him, and while it was a pleasant surprise, he wasn’t rightly sure how he should react to it. Nevertheless, he smiled and thanked his partner before moving to open the box. His jaw dropped at what he saw inside: an original vinyl record of Queen’s ‘A Night at the Opera’ - signed by all of the band’s members.

“Holy shit, babe! This is incredible!” He was tremendously careful as he lifted up the record in its glass case, holding it up to get a better look at it in the light. “Where did you manage to find this?! It must have cost a fortune— this is incredible! This is, like, an actually piece of history!” He was positively marveling over the gift. He couldn’t wait to put it on the wall with some wing decals and put it with the rest of his collection of old rock antiques. If he had his tail right now, it would certainly look like a rudder. He finally put the disc down after a few minutes of contemplative staring and turned back to his partner, capturing her in a tight bear-hug and laughing controllably as he peppered her face in affection kisses.

“Thank you, Odie!! Thank you so much! I love it! I can’t wait to put it up!”

[fantasmalforce]

oh shit.  shit shit shit. -> Orion and Asriel ( @absolutemuses )

USFW Starters | ACCEPTING

At Orion’s neck, his werewolf boyfriend was hungrily kissing and nipping at his flesh. He suckled, growling as he left dark hickeys across his pallid skin, indulging in how he marked his boyfriend for the whole world to see. Hands wrapped around his waist as the lycan pounded him from behind, working strong, defined hips against his ass. Occasionally, he’d stop, before thrusting deeper into him and bringing Orion’s waist closer, grinding into him and savoring the sweet, helpless moans that escaped his partner as he panted like a dog.

“I bet you enjoy being bred like an animal~” he nipped at the vampire’s ear, moaning gruffly. “I bet you’d love it if I stuffed you nice and full. Mate you like this all season so that everybody on this god damn planet knows you’re mine~”

His speed suddenly increased sharply, arms looping around vampire’s waist and forcing poor Orion to endure the fierce breeding. Asriel enjoyed hearing his slurred speech as he moved deeper into him. The hypnotic in-out in-out pattern combined with the squirming drove his feral brain wild. He looked down, grinning at the jiggle and bounce of Orion’s ass against his cock, and he drooled. A hand wandered down to one cheek, nails tracing lines down it faintly before he drew his hand back and gave it a firm smack. He heard the initial expletive and his ears perked, a hoarse chuckle escaping him. He leaned forward to ask what it was all about and was so kindly informed by his partner that he was close to his climax.

“Oh yeah? So am I.~” The wolf licked at his previous marks, savoring the shaky and broken sounds of his partner as he tried to hold out for a little while longer. But Asriel was not interested in waiting. He thrusted harder, the base of his member swollen and slapping against his partner’s entrance as he reached around to grip at his member, stroking his rapidly as he continued to thrust. Orion’s mounting volume only motivated him further and with his free arm, he yanked him back into one last firm thrust, his thumb teasing Orion’s tip. A cry of pure ecstasy mixed with a wolffish howl as Asriel knotted his partner and continue to stroke him through a trembling orgasm. When he let him go, Orion collapsed against the couch, thoroughly wrecked by his partner but still pleased by the fact they were still attached and could lay together while Asriel wrapped up his own orgasm.

And Asriel was just as content with this outcome.

[cold-b-writing]

Happy Valentine’s Day

As the short skeleton appeared in front of the humble yet cozy house, he let out a frustrated huff. Work was hard for him today. People for whatever reason were craving hot dogs and hot cats today and he almost ran out of supplies. None the less, it was over and he could finally relax.

Pulling his gift out of his coat pocket, staring down at the small thing. He smiled and let out a light chuckle, putting it back in his pocket. She was gonna love it. It cost a lot of money and a lot of effort was put into saving up for it, but it was worth it. If it meant seeing that wide smile full of life, it was worth every penny. While he wasn't dressed properly for the occasion, she wouldn't care and it didn't really matter at the end of the day. Slowly approaching the door, he turned his head and looked through the window. There she was, simply reading one of her countless books in her armchair. Not having to worry about grading papers or arguing with the parents of bratty students. She was almost disconnected, caught in the fantasies running through her mind as she read each page. Sans smiled and opened the door, shuffling his feet inside and Toriel beamed as soon as she saw him. "You're home!" she had that same wide smile that she gives everyone. Closing her book, she got up and kissed the skeleton on the forehead. "heya." he winked as he looked up at her. "how's your day been?" "Quite relaxing, to be honest."  the goat woman giggled. "I spent my lunch break grading the tests so I did not have to do it later." she shrugged. "I guess I was just in a lazy mood today..." How could she say that? That sounded almost as productive as what Papyrus usually does. Though, that skeleton would have probably looked for something to do after coming home from work anyway. At any rate, the short skeleton shrugged. "How was your day?" she asked as she knelt down to his level. The skeleton scratched the back of his head and smiled. "pretty busy today..." he huffed. "worked myself to the bone." Immediately, Toriel snorted and held his hand. "Well, you do not have to worry about it anymore, thankfully." she led him to the couch in the family room and she wrapped an arm around him as they sat down. "Though I must say, I am rather shocked at how busy it must have been. You are not usually so late when you come home." "yeah..." he let out a sigh. He wanted to tell her right now what he did after work, but he felt that it was too soon. No, he had to time it right. He wanted to wait for the perfect opportunity to do it tonight. He looked around and things were surprisingly quiet. "anyone else home?" "No..." Toriel sighed and shook her head. "Frisk is with...well I would rather not say. But they wanted someone to review their speech with them and they wanted someone with lots of experience at giving speeches. As for Chara, she is still at work. You know how it is, hospitals are always busy. As for Asriel, he decided he wanted to go and 'hang out' with his friends." She smiled sadly at the skeleton. "So it is just going to be you and me tonight..." "what about the others?" Sans asked. "still haven't heard a word from those three?" Toriel shook her head. Sans let out a tired huff. "i'm sorry, tori..." he muttered. "didn't mean to kill the mood for ya." "It is not your fault." Toriel smiled sadly at him. "Everyone is just so busy and while I am slightly down about that. I am also happy that you and I get to spend some alone time together." She got up and Sans quickly put his hands in his pockets. In a subtle attempt to still hide it, he smiled at her as she got up. "Are you hungry?" she asked as she looked down at him. "I baked a quiche, the others can just have what's left when we're done." "yeah, sounds good." the skeleton smiled. Feelings building up inside of him. He was nervous. No, much more afraid than nervous. This could easily go wrong in so many ways and he could only hold a smile in front of her for so long. He got up as well. "though, i gotta go to the bathroom real quick." he said heading up the stairs. "i'll meet ya in a few." The goat woman nodded her head and disappeared into a different room while the skeleton locked himself in the bathroom. Pacing to the sink, he quickly turned both knobs and just watched as the water rushed out. Waiting for it to be at a decent temperature, he dipped his hands into the small puddle being made in the sink and just splashed himself in the face. Staring at his reflection. 'come on sans, you got this!' he thought to himself as he just clenched a fist. 'come on, you idiot! you love her, don't you!? just go down there and pull it out of your pocket! come on!' he slammed the fist down causing a couple things to fall over. He gasped and quickly went to pick everything up. "Sans, are you alright?" a voice called from downstairs. "yeah, i just slipped." he blurted out. He shook his head, ready to hit himself. 'i'm a fucking idiot!' he thought as he let out a frustrated grunt. He pulled the lever of the toilet after a couple minutes of mentally insulting himself. Just to make it seem like he went to the bathroom. He washed his hands and face, taking a deep breath again. 'come on, you big dingus.' he thought. Shaking his head and throwing a smile filled with both excitement and fear. 'let's go.' He would have kicked the door down, but he felt that Toriel wouldn't have really approved of that. So he just swung it open and quickly emerged from the bathroom. Marching downstairs into the kitchen, he looked over at the table and smiled at her as she had everything set up. 'god, she's so beautiful...' was all he could think when he went over to the table and sat down. Watching her slowly munch down on her amazing meal. She giggled as he didn't even touch his fork. He noticed and gasped, almost inhaling his slice of the quiche, as well as the dinner plate. "Be careful there." Toriel giggled. "yeah sorry..." the skeleton sighed. "i'm just...i don't know..." "Nervous?" the goat woman asked. Oh God, she was starting to see through him, wasn't she? He nodded his head. "About what?" she asked. "i uh...uh...uhh..." he began to sweat, playing with the collar of his shirt as he smiled and shook his head. He felt like he was going to explode, so many feelings building up inside of him. Frustration, anger, fear, anxiety, guilt, sadness. But most of all, love. Love was stronger than any of those feelings and he just looked at her. Looking into the concerned look she made for him. "i...i'm sorry." he blurted out. "i can't hold it in any longer." he quickly approached her and dropped to his knees which made her gasp. "tori, i...i...i don't know any other way to say it." he started as he held her hand. "you make me laugh, you make me happy and you are one of the nicest people i have ever met and i...i just..." he reached into his pocket and slid something into her hand. It looked like a small black case of some sort. "i just wanna spend the rest of my life with you." he opened the case in her hand and revealed a lustrous golden ring with a diamond on top. "tori...i...i love you..." He looked up at her and saw Toriel had her free hand over her mouth. Just staring down at him with wide red eyes, tears streaming down from them in complete surprise as her ears and cheeks were rosy from all the blushing. "Sans..." was all she could choke out as her hand began to tremble. The skeleton huffed and looked down, he knew it. This was too soon, he should have waited. He should have timed it better, he shouldn't have overwhelmed her like this. How could he be so- "-s..." He looked up. "huh...?" was all he could think to say at the moment. "Yes." she made the mother of all warm smiles at him. He could tell that she was feeling the same emotions as him at the moment. While it was sudden, she welcomed it. She lifted him up into the air and kissed him. "Yes, yes, yes!" she kept on saying as she just nuzzled with him. The small skeleton began to cry as well. Both from relief and from how happy he was. "Sans, yes! I would love to get married. Oh goodness, you have no idea how happy I am right now..." Sans was just wiping his tears as he was being held in the air. Letting out a light sniffle. "yeah..." he muttered. "i can say the same thing..."

Soriel Discord is posting art and fan fics because it's Valentine's Day. So, instead of being depressed for being single all day, I decided to write this. The day might be almost over, but I got it done on time. That's what counts, right? XD Anyway, what did you guys do for Valentine's Day? How did you celebrate it if you did? Let me know in the comments!

[the-innocent-papyrus]

ENTRY NUMBER 4.4

((Lazy and Orion sit down to translate some of G’s old notes, and get briefly sidetracked by a displaced king complaining about his temporary accommodations.))

((Muses involved:

Orion, from here

Lazy, @sans-nyan))

lazy

[knockknock......  he's Here.]

Orion

*come on in, z.

lazy

[in he slides... he's brought a Pencil. and many papers from his own gaster. actually, he has a lot of pencils.] hey, 'rion. i wasn't sure what all to bring, so... i figured it was better to be safe than sorry. i'm a little rusty on this, so...

Orion

*it's cool.

[Orion is sitting on his bed, surrounded by a pile of papers. There doesn't seem to be a rhyme or reason to the arrangement at first glance. Upon closer inspection... yeah there really isn't much of an organizational system apart from maybe original notes on this side, translations on that side.]

lazy

[HE UNDERSTANDS. he approaches, studying the papers that are all about for a few seconds before he climbs up onto the bed, sitting on the edge of it.]

what've you got so far? i've mostly brought my own notes as some comparison stuff, just, y'know.  make sure they write sort of similarly.

Orion

*well, mostly it's been stuff about the core so far. i mean, makes sense. was kinda his life's work and whatnot.

lazy

yeah, that's fair. hm.

[he interlaces his fingers together.]

didn't ever think to look at those papers. i just figured since it was finished and all... well...

[in he leans to try to read it anyway.]

Orion

*yeah, i'm just sort of. going through everything, since i don't know what's like... important and what's not.

[The notes that have been translated are, indeed, various things about the Core. Theories, plans, random ramblings. There's a couple of random notes about silly things Roan has apparently done.]

lazy

yeah... that's fair.

[oh... his heart. he glances down at his phone, making a nervous face, before tucking it away again, pulling out his substitution code translation. that'd always made everything easier once he'd got it figured out. it was just always working out what had actually been written sometimes. he passes over his translated cipher.]

i don't know if this will help or not, but...?

Orion

*i mean, i've got it more or less memorized but. once the headache really sets in it'll probably be helpful.

[He clears away some of the papers to make room for Lazy.]

lazy

[little sympathetic 'mmmm'. he curls up a little on the bed, propping himself up by the elbows, one hand on his cheek and the other holding a pencil. he reaches for one paper, pulling an average sized notebook out of his inventory. he's ready to translate.]

...are you doing okay? i just, i dunno. figure i should ask.

Orion

[Orion sighs and rubs his head.]

*about as ok as i can be, considering. there's some large version of the kid hanging out downstairs, bro's off hanging with his boyfriend, and i've decided now's a great time to be giving myself a headache.

lazy

...

[little worried look. he leans in to give a gentle headbunt.]

i'll stay with you tonight, like. you know like, even after. this sounds weird. just uh.

[HE CLEARS HIS THROAT!!!]

i'm, sorry. i'm, doing a, bad job at, translating.

[HE'S GONNA. WORK ON THAT...]

Orion

[Orion leans into the headbutt a little.]

*thanks, bro. sorry if i'm a little. scatterbrained.

[He grabs a piece of paper for himself.]

[The one Lazy has is apparently the first thing that's not (solely) about the Core. There's a few token notes on the Core, along the lines of "wouldn't it be cool if there were this type of puzzle room in it". Most of this page seems focused on musings about the nature of souls, and the various "traits" that make them up.]

lazy

no, it's okay.

[he ignores his phone buzz for a little bit as he reads through the notes with some interest; mostly about the traits.]

i've done some writing and have some of gaster's notes on this....

[he's quickly scribbling down a translation for the page in his notebook, before pulling out his phone.]

...crazed cannibals?

Orion

[Orion glances up from his page and gives Lazy a weird look.]

*crazed... what? what is going on?

lazy

uhhh, zax is talking in my group chat, and says that he's in a house with two crazed cannibals.

Orion

*what

lazy

LOOK!!

[HE SHOWS ORION THE CHAT.]

Orion

*...those aren't the bones of the deceased, bucko. we summoned those things.

lazy

i-i think he's calling roan's cooking shit...

Orion

*well. he's not wrong, technically...

lazy

yeah but he's saying that we put in the remains of the deceased in the food... [HES KIND OF LAUGHING IN DISBELIEF???]

Orion

*the day my bro starts cooking with dust is the day i... i'm not sure where i was going with that sentence, actually.

lazy

also dust?

Orion

*yeah, probably.

lazy

except i think i'd dust if i actually ate the pasta.

i'm joking.

i don't mean any offense. but.(edited)

Orion

*bro's cooking sucks.

*or at least his pasta sucks.

lazy

okay. at least we agree.

i can't believe we're crazed cannibals.

Orion

*seriously.

*i mean, it's news to me.

lazy

...well, guess he knocked out.

Orion

*guess that's good, at least.

lazy

[...little sigh.]

...guess it's back to this. i kinda have some info similar to what's on this page... i don't know if i had much that was detailed. like this, i mean.

Orion

*well, it's worth a shot.

lazy

this is soul aspects and stuff. i think... i never got many details, but i know my gaster did a lot of experiments before i was even born. i might have to go digging for the papers again.

[...little nervous look.]

sorry for rambling. i'm just a little, chatty, i guess.

Orion

*no, it's fine. i'm just... probably not much of a conversationalist right now.

[He flops down, raising himself on his elbows and clearing a little space for himself.]

*show me what you've got.

lazy

it's okay.

[he slides over the translated version...]

there's some stuff about the CORE, but it's a lot more stuff about souls. we've got about like, seven confirmed soul aspects. i always kind of assumed there's more, like... this probably can't cover all the types. but seven's a nice number. a real good power number.

Orion

*yeah, seven seems to be a really popular one, heh heh.

[He glances over the notes.]

lazy

and it's not covered on the notes, but i know if you take extracts from the souls-- and, i mean, this might be different from timeline to timeline, but...

[he's jotting stuff down on another paper.]

you can extract the primary personality components of a soul and inject it? and it'll affect people. i think i told-- yeah, i told you about dt. an example, uh... like, my boyfriend, bones... i'm still mad about this, but. he got injected with the aspect of kindness, and-- it wasn't a permanent change, thank the gods, but. it made him care more about others than himself. i mean, he already had that problem anway.

[little laugh.]

i know my soul aspect as a human ended up being determination, but i'm honestly kind of suspecting there's some self-destructive crap in there.

Orion

[Orion listens. He lets out a thoughtful hum and starts going through the papers next to him. He pulls out one page of notes and glances over it.]

*...i think... that's one of the things my bro was toying with. i mean. here, look at this.

[The page is untranslated, and very disorganized. It's like the writer was just jotting down notes on any available corner of the paper as the ideas occurred to him. But the general jist is just as Orion said: G was apparently musing about the possibility of being able to inject or "transfer" traits from one person to another. Of course, the only problem according to this page of notes is extracting them in the first place...]

lazy

[zoinks scoob.]

yeah... 'cause, the whole, you could accidentally absorb the soul. my gast made containers to put them in, and you'd extract it remotely. we also used the soul of the first child to keep... a lot of things in the underground powered. kind of related to the CORE, i think. if you don't absorb the soul or destroy it, it can... sort of regenerate itself, i think.

Orion

*huh... you guys still had access to the first child's soul? i'm not sure what happened to ours.

lazy

yeah, i think, or if it isn't theirs, it's... from the war, maybe. i don't know for sure.

[he doesn't have the heart to explain what happened to the first child, or to asriel.]

Orion

[Orion shall just have to remain in blissful ignorance. He has some idea since he's heard the stories, but...]

*right, yeah. though... the idea of keeping a soul around to use as a power source seems a little... morbid, to be honest?

lazy

[little weird grimace...]

yeah. it... yeah. i just... try to not think about it too hard.

Orion

[Orion nods with a grimace of his own.]

*can't say i blame you.

lazy

we don't really know how to... dispose of the souls without absorbing them. and we still don't really want the humans topside to know what uh... happened.

Orion

*oh. that's. yeah, i can't imagine that would go over well.

*...man. if we ever make it to the surface, i. don't think anyone's gonna be too keen to explain how we got there.

lazy

nnnnope. i'm dreading when it comes to light. i mean... the humans are going to find out about it sooner or later.

it probably won't even matter that we've been underground for... literally over a thousand years.

Orion

*haha, yeah...

[Orion slumps forward a little, glancing down at the papers around him. He lets out a sigh.]

*...i remember having an argument with g at one point. g wanted to come up with a way to break the barrier. i asked him what the point would even be.

*we've been stuck here for so long that the people actively working on the problem now... well, at the time we hadn't seen real sunlight.

lazy

...

[...he goes to lean against orion.]

...yeah. ...i'm sorry.

Orion

[Orion leans against Lazy in turn. He rubs his head.]

*thanks. it's. yeah.

*...i miss my brother.

lazy

...i don't blame you. [little nuzzle... he doesn't know what to say but he knows that feel!!!]

Orion

[Orion returns the nuzzle.]

*thanks. ...but, hey. we've. got work to do, heh.

[Starts flipping through papers, trying to distract himself. Among the pages he flips through is a page with a very familiar image. It looks a lot like a preliminary sketch for the DT Extractor...]

[fantasmalforces]

from @the-maverick-deck ❝come on and dance with me~ if you can move in those pants, that’s is?❞ for odie and azzy, please!

💜 Another Flirty Meme // CLOSED 💜

Asriel huffed at the comment, offering a playful frown. Just because he’d been having a few drinks between the consistent flirting in the lowlight of the bar, and just because all the flustered blushing and the coy smirks showing his fangs was going straight to his dick, didn’t mean he was suddenly incapable of dancing. It’d… just be a little harder. Haha, harder. Like he was—

But he was was a shameless little mutt. He didn’t really care who saw or what they thought. He was out here to have fun tonight with his girl, and maybe get lucky at this rate. Without so much as a stutter or stop he rose from the booth, all smug smiles and faux-gentlemanly demeanor. He offered her his hand, his grin challenging her, daring her even, to get up and join him on the dance floor after all that talk. “You’re on. I’m betting twenty bucks you’ll be the one to make the first move anyway.” He winked, completely bluffing. She was pushing his buttons and chances were, he’d be the one trying to carry her out of here, trying to resist to having her ride on his lap and makeout with her the whole drive back to the motel he was staying at. No, he was certainly bluffing, trying to keep playing after being dealt a very naughty hand. But Asriel with nothing if not a daredevil.

And as he pulled her to the dance floor, he resigned to let fate, alcohol, and the warmth of Odie’s body heat decide how their little game went. He was just along for the ride after all, as much as he liked to pretend that he was in the driver’s seat. He really was just a goofball doing everything he could to make her happy. And maybe get a little bit of loving out of it.

[fantasmalforces]

“Remember that you are a wolf. And you cannot be caged.” odie to asriel, please!

. * ･ ｡ﾟ☆ FANTASY RP MEME // ACCEPTING ☆ ｡ﾟ･* .

It was such a poetic sentiment. So easy to think, to believe. Such a simple idea, simple concept, simple thought. But reality was so much more callous and unforgiving. Asriel sank into the chair, head hanging low in defeat. His fingers ran through his hair over and over, a feeble attempt at self-soothing. He sighed, frustrated and feeling like his insides were throbbing from it all. He didn't want to consider this further. He didn't want to discuss this. He just wanted to run away from it all. Get on his bike and start driving, let the wind on his face dry his tears. Pull over in his favorite field and cry under the moon by himself and then maybe he'd feel better.

"I already am in a cage." He didn't mean for the words to come out so soft and so hoarse. He was just overwhelmed. It had been such a hellish week. He'd just needed to get away from it all for a while- get away from his dad and his brother. He'd been crashing at Holly's place since the weekend, knowing that if he stayed with any of his packmates his father would find out somehow. But the old-fashioned old sot would never expect a wolf to stay with a deer. He went out at dawn and dusk to get supplies and ride his bike, comforting himself with the scents of trees and flowers and the song of the wind in his ears. But self-medicating like this was only doing him so much good. He was still under his dad's paw, still getting messages passed along to him about how he was being irresponsible and reckless.

"I've been in a cage for years now and it's because I'm a wolf." He was fighting tears now. But he wasn't going to cry. No- he wiped hard at his eyes and sighed hard, trying to keep himself together. He couldn't look at Odie anymore so he kept his gaze down on his boots. "How do I get out of that one? How do you find a way out of a cage you've been in your entire life? The cage you were born into? The cage you're expected to grow into? The one I know I'm going to outgrow and die in?"

[fantasmalforces]

One arm awkwardly balances several thick bunches of wild flowers, while the other reaches for Asriel's hand to tug him along. Odie grins at him, "Pick out your favorite ones, we're gonna make crowns"

“My favorites?” Asriel seems a little confused and he’d made in known with a puppy-like tilt of the head. He’d never really stopped to consider it he guessed. He’d always thought that wildflowers were made for running through and rolling around in, and pulling out of your coat after a long day of running through and rolling around in them. He’d never really considered it but he supposed now was as good a time as any to pick favorite.

“Um... I guess these-“ he pointed to blanket flowers, plains coreopsis, cardinal flowers, and bachelor buttons. “I’m not really great with flowers. Or flower crowns.” He shrugged, smiling sheepishly. He supposed this was an earnest attempt though, right?

[fantasmalforces]

“What do you say? You and me, that great pizza place downtown, tonight?” Odie and As, please

. * ･ ｡ﾟ☆ Stages of Relationship Prompts // CLOSED ☆ ｡ﾟ･* .

“That sounds pretty good.” Azzy rolled out from under the car where he’d been working. One of his other packmates’ car needed an oil change and he was about the only one who knew enough about mechanics to do it and was available on the fly. He’d been under there for maybe an hour trying to drain all of the giant truck’s oil out and cleaning the piping. Now that he was finally done he could screw the cap back on and roll out completely. He looked a bit of a mess, covered in some old grease stains and sunglasses tucking back his now messy hair. He still looked lively as ever though and he threw Odie one of his usual lopsided grins.

“Not really up to go anywhere right now but once I’m done here I’ll take a quick rinse and pick you up at... I don’t know, six? Seven? The place closes at nine so seven sounds about good. If you want, we can even go to a movie afterwards— your choice. I’ll even pay for popcorn and sodas, assuming we’re not stuffed from the pizza.” Look at him planning ahead for once. Thought truth be told, it wasn’t so much coming from a sense of newfound responsibility. It was just an infatuation for Odie speaking- a desire to be courteous and show her a good time. His effort at impressing her and bonding with her he supposed. He genuinely liked her and he wanted her to like him too!

“We could even drop by the corner store and get some candy to sneak in! I ever tell you I once snuck a whole dinner into a movie theater? Full order of burgers, fries, drinks, and all?” Ah, and of course it wouldn’t be a conversation with Asriel if there wasn’t a funny story thrown in there.

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“I’m here because I want to be here” for odie and azzy, please!

. * ･ ｡ﾟ☆ Loyalty Sentence Prompts // CLOSED ☆ ｡ﾟ･* .

“Well I appreciate it.” The wolf smiled, looking up at her as he rolled out from underneath the car he was working on. He was smeared with grease and dirt from the vehicle’s underside, yet still his vibrant smile gleamed with joy and life as he looked at her. He didn’t mind the muck. He didn’t mind it on a normal day but when she was around it hardly existed at all. “I wouldn’t want you to be here if it didn’t make you happy.”

That was what really mattered to him. If Odie was happy then he was happy. Maybe it was old wolf instinct. Maybe it was a vicarious feeling of giving her the things he wished he could have; peace of mind, feelings of freedom, real joy and pure happiness. Whatever it was, seeing her smile gave him butterflies and that fluttery feeling of knowing he could make her happy had become the most important thing in the world to him. It became his one goal. To make her laugh as often as he could. To be with her whenever possible. To see her smile and take comfort in the fact that he could do that. He could lift her spirit to beam like the sun’s bright rays on a warm day.

“But I love having you around. Makes the world look brighter and kinder. More inviting.” He blushed a bit at how he fumbled for the right words. He’d never been a poetic type, no matter how hard he tries. He wanted to tell her that he felt like he could take on the world when she was with him. That he could endure the troubles of a young werewolf’s life with her by his side. That he felt confident in his ability to achieve his goals with her support. But words so often failed him and all he could do was offer a goofy smile along side his unsteady mumbles and hope that she understood what he was trying to say.

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// Designed some logos for some of my OCs and their groups/services!

Holly’s Business // Holly’s AI Companion Program

Psyche’s Services // Amalgamate’s Shop

Delphine’s Business Persona // Asriel’s Biker Gang

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Dating Service

Name: Asriel Winters

Result:

“Wouldn’t be the first time I’ve gotten that reaction. Oh well, ya can’t win ‘em all.”

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“I am a simple wolf. I see people I love, and I give them my undivided time and attention and devotion. And maybe lick them.”

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Kain: You are aware that you could rip the skin off of someone and drink their blood like an exotic cocktail right?

Asriel: Yeah, but like, that requires so much effort.

Kain: ...

Asriel: And also, why would I???

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“You‘re free spirit and a wild soul caught between two worlds. I can’t deny that. You’re the future king of a pack yet you would rather be riding into the sunset than listening during lycanthropy lessons. I can’t understand you, Asriel. You’re reckless, and brave, and resourceful, and you have a good heart to go along with that good head. I just wish you’d learn to use it more often and get it out of the clouds you ride so high on.”

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. * ･ ｡ﾟ☆ Open Shortie // Asriel ☆ ｡ﾟ･* .

“You look lost, bud. And not in a good way either.”

Is that wolf talking? “You know this is wolf territory, right? Surprised you didn’t see the signs. Or hear the spine-chillin’ howls.”

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“Whenever I feel upset, I like to go for long drives through the backroads by myself. Just me and my thoughts. They move just like I do, y’know. Never stay in one place. But it’s a struggle because like— I’m all about moving forward. I move ahead and I don’t look back. But in my head, back seems to be the only forward. You dig through the memories and the feelings in hindsight while the wind is blowing through you hair and it’s weird to think about how your mind can move the opposite way of your body. And how some things you only realize once you’ve left them in the dust.”

— Asriel