#I have no excuse for this one

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Arghhhh or whatever

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Starscream in that one episode

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snack break. tits out and everything

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Remember to wear your sunblock 🌞

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Pulling the Tide to My Body - also on AO3

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Seth comes to visit Mox and he's…different. Seth likes it.

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DON'T LOOK AT ME. Alpha/beta/omega square on my bingo board board (N5) you are done but at what cost. The worst bit of this is it started as my werewolf square but as I was writing I was like, "…this is less werewolfy and more omegaverse? I think?" It's my first time ever writing A/B/O why did I add that square why did I choose to do blackout why do I think this is a good idea. Please let me know if I'm missing any tags, as well! Anyway. What a way to start my morning. Title from Moonlight Magic by Ashnikko.

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Seth was planning on a relatively chill evening. Go to his partner’s work, cuddle up on a locker room couch, watch the matches from backstage. Maybe make out on company time. He figured it would be an easy day.

So imagine his surprise when he pushes open the door to the BCC locker room to find Mox rolling his shoulders and baring his teeth like he’s midmatch.

“Um,” Seth says, freezing as the door clicks shut behind him. “What did you guys do to my boyfriend?”

“Oh, thank god,” Wheeler Yuta says, exhaling. “Seth, we got no clue what happened. We had a trios match with the House of Black and, like,” he gestures to Mox, “well.”

Seth takes in the moment. Mox still hasn’t noticed he’s in the room yet, and then his head snaps up.

“Seth!” Mox says. He runs at Seth, tackling him to crash into the door. "You really are here!"

“Ow, hi,” Seth winces. “Jesus, that can’t have felt good against the belt.”

“You’re here,” Mox says, nuzzling into Seth’s neck, biting down gently. His hands twist around Seth’s championship belt, brushing up against Seth’s stomach. He feels himself blush pink, and Yuta averts his eyes. “Mine is here. I knew it. Hi.”

Seth laughs, a little strained. “Yeah, baby, you knew I was coming.” He looks up to Claudio as Mox’s tongue laves against his neck. “Okay, seriously, what the fuck is going on?”

“We – he went, like, werewolf,” Yuta says. “I think?”

“I have a theory,” Claudio says, looking strange. “Um, the House of Black have -”

“Powers, yeah,” Seth says, grabbing Mox’s hands and pinning them to his sides to keep him from going any lower in front of his friends. “They cursed me once to have flat hair for, like, two months. It sucks.”

“Brody King barks, occasionally, in the ring,” Claudio continues, like Seth never interrupted. Seth resists the urge to roll his eyes. Just like old times. “And Mox stepped up to him while he was attempting to get the crowd involved.”

“Growled right in his face,” Yuta says, and he sounds almost impressed. “It would have been cool if, in that moment, Malakai hadn’t taken the opportunity to kick me in the face.”

“That witchy young lady was saying strange words and wiggling her fingers around.” Claudio frowns. “She must have cast some sort of spell. He now seems,” Claudio pauses, like he’s searching for the word, “more animalistic? As if he has additional senses, almost.” He frowns. “He started saying none of us smelled like ‘his’, whatever that means. He’s clearly been bespelled.”

“Yeah. No shit, Sherlock.” Seth, with the help of Yuta’s arms around Mox’s waist, manages to get Mox off of him. Mox looks up at him with sweet eyes, sitting criss cross on the couch. His fingers don’t leave Seth’s belt, don’t stop stroking Seth’s skin underneath. “How do we make it stop?”

“Are you mad?” Mox asks. He’s fucking pouting, which is baffling. Seth is used to being the one pouting. But it doesn’t feel exactly like Seth’s way of pouting. It feels different. “Please don’t be mad, Seth.”

“I’m not mad,” Seth says, and he’s mildly disturbed by how automatically he reaches out and rubs at the top of Mox’s head. Mox beams at him, then lets his eyes flutter closed. Seth turns to Yuta and Claudio. “Give me back my boyfriend.”

“He’ll be – look, he’ll be better soon, I’m sure,” Yuta insists. “This stuff wears off, right?”

“Does it?” Mox asks. “I don’t want it to.” He leans in, nose pressed to Seth’s stomach. “God, you smell so good. I want to –” Mox pauses and leans back, looking at the other two people in the room, and slowly withdraws his fingers from Seth’s waistband. He stands, and his shoulders are tensed like he’s holding something back. “I’m fine, guys. I’m normal.” He leans in and inhales deeply at Seth’s neck. He shivers, full body, then pulls back. His eyes are blown black. “Uh. I might not be normal.”

“You’re never normal,” Seth says. “But this is different.” He eyes Mox, trying to see if there’s something different in his face, or his eyes. Something that would explain what’s going on. But he can’t find anything out of the ordinary. “You sure you’re not just being extra weird today?”

“I – yeah, but no?” Mox sighs. “There’s this weird, I don’t know, urge in the back of my mind I can’t seem to resist.” He looks at Seth with burning heat in his eyes. “I really need – I feel like…” He trails off, eyes squeezing shut. “Fuck. Seth, I feel like I’ve – like – I can’t explain it, but you’re one way and I’m another and I have to fuck you about it.”

Seth flushes pink. “Alright, well, let’s keep it under control around your friends.”

Claudio laughs. “Don’t worry, Seth, this is hardly the first time Mox has been indelicate around us.”

“Indelicate?” Yuta asks. “Are you kidding me? Seth, when you were overseas, we walked into the locker room to find Mox, out in the open, watching your match with his hand on his –”

“Okay,” Mox says, grabbing Yuta by the shoulders. “You and Claudio are leaving while I work this out with my boyfriend, yes?”

“What if you bite him and he becomes a sniffing puppy-man, too?” Yuta asks, poking his head around Mox’s shoulders. “Seth, if you become a dog-man, too, are you guys gonna have puppies?”

“Goodbye!” Mox says, slamming the door. He turns, a heat in his eyes. “Get naked.”

“Alright, down boy,” Seth says. He can’t say he isn’t flattered by the expression in Mox’s eyes, the way it’s clear Mox would like to devour him, soul and flesh, right now. But there’s a lot going on. “Calm down. Tell me more about the urge.”

“You’re really gonna make me – ugh, fine.” Mox sits down, flexing his hands. “We had that match an hour ago, and then, all of a sudden I got this…thing, in the back of my mind. I felt like I didn’t fit in my skin, like everything was too loud and too bright and too…” he trails off and looks up at Seth. “I could smell everyone, Seth. It was bizarre. It was like I could – like I could sense what everyone was doing, almost.” He looks away, biting his lip. “I could tell Hangman and Matt were fucking in the EVP room.”

“Oh.” Seth blinks. “Wow. That’s – a lot. Sounds wolfy to me, though.”

He shakes his head. “Not – I don’t feel like – not exactly? When you got to the venue, I could smell you, from the other side of the place. It was different than the other smells.” He steps up to Seth, pushing him against the door. “I could tell it was something mine.” Mox licks his lips, eyes locked on Seth. “Think you’ll get these powers, too, if I bite you?”

“I mean, I never say no to that.”

Seth finds himself under Mox, gripping at his shoulders, getting the fuck of his life. Mox goes at his neck without mercy, biting down.

“God,” Seth pants, “I kinda like you like this.”

Mox growls as he lets go of Seth’s neck. “Mine,” he says, eyes laser focused. “Mine.”

“Yours,” Seth promises. He thinks it soothes some of the fire inside of Mox, just a little.

Mox calms down, after, when Seth is covered in his own come and full of Mox’s. But he’s still being weird, drawing swirls in the mess on Seth’s chest. “I think,” Mox says, watching his finger move like he’s hypnotized, “I could get used to this.”

“I could, too, if you let me up so I could shower.”

Mox wrinkles his nose. “You won’t smell like me anymore, though.”

“We’ll test the theory.”

They make it halfway through washing Seth’s hair before Mox’s eyes blow again.

“Not enough,” Mox says, panting. “I – I need to.” He grabs Seth’s ass, nails biting down. “I need you again.”

“Yeah, course,” Seth says, pretending this isn’t his dream to be craved at all times, for someone to need him so bad they can’t resist and won't let him go. “All yours.”

Seth gets fucked again up against the shower wall, oversensitive and nerves singing.

“I wish other people could do this,” Mox murmurs before anchoring his teeth in Seth’s neck.

“Fuck me?” Seth asks, face pressed against the cool tile. “We could arrange that.”

“Smell like I can,” he clarifies. He grips at Seth’s hips, hard enough to leave bruises. Seth might have to advocate for hip windows in his next gear, make sure everyone can see Mox’s art. “That way they’d know I’m all over you.”

Mox makes sure Seth comes again, even though it’s hard and overwhelming and startling, and pulls out to shoot ropes all over Seth’s ass. Mox rubs it into Seth’s skin.

“That should do it,” Mox says, almost more to himself. “Leave it on you. So I can tell.” He grabs Seth’s shoulder and spins him. “So I always know.” Mox’s eyes have settled, a little, now.

“Always,” Seth promises, cupping Mox’s cheek. “Are you feeling more yourself now?”

Mox nods slowly. “I think so. At least, a little more so. I can still smell it. Can still feel it. But it’s like the worst of it is out of my system.”

They dress slowly and touch fingertips and skin from time to time. They have time before they have to leave for the hotel, and Seth lets himself enjoy the silence before they go out to see their friends.

In the hallway, they wave and make conversation, but Mox is clingier than usual, always with a hand on Seth.

After an interesting conversation with Tony Khan, they start to make their way to catering. The two of them walk by Alei – Malakai and his gang, only for Malakai to whip his head around to stare at where Mox’s hand is casually sunk into the back pocket of Seth’s jeans.

“Hey,” Seth says. “Um. Thanks? I guess?” He nods at Mox. “Not sure what you were going for, but I’m happy, at least.” He winks and turns, trying not to feel anxious about leaving the House of Black at his back.

“Did you just thank the House of Black for turning me into a dog-man?”

“No,” Seth says. “I thanked them for turning you into a fuck machine.”

~

“Was that supposed to be a punishment?” Julia asks, levitating some sort of orb above her head. “Malakai, I thought we were mad at them. I think all that did was make Mox more Mox. ”

“It was supposed to make him succumb to his base instincts, to become so distracted by what he wants it would take his mind off of wresting,” Malakai replies, mildly perturbed. “I had no idea Seth would be coming here.”

Brody’s never seen Malakai look befuddled before. It’s disconcerting, but mostly funny.

With a sigh, Malakai turns. “Take the spell off of him, Julia. This didn’t work.”

“It worked something,” Brody mutters. He couldn’t quite help it.

Malakai glares. “I would be quiet, if I were you. You just earned your magic. I’d hate to have to take it from you.”

Brody resists the urge to say that he and Julia have been practicing their magic for months now. “Right. Sure.”

“I’ll have to think of something else,” Malakai mutters, standing. “I’ll return shortly. Don’t,” he turns to stare at both Brody and Julia, “get into trouble.”

“We won’t,” Julia says, and Brody thinks only he can see her smile.

When the door closes, he moves to sit next to her on the couch. She throws her legs over his lap. “What do you want to do next?”

Julia grins and opens her mouth, only to jump at the sound of shouts in the next locker room. “Oh, for the – that’s Daniel and Yuta again, isn’t it?”

“Sounds like it.”

Julia’s smile turns devious, and turns the ball of energy in her hands green. With a whisper into her cupped fingers, swirling the ball to a near neon, she pushes it through the wall over to Garcia and Yuta. “There,” she says, snuggling into Brody’s side. “That should provide us entertainment enough.”

“What exactly did you do?”

Julia laughs. “You’ll see.”

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Mini Playlist: Hungry Like the Wolf - Duran Duran Like an Animal - The Donnas Closer - Nine Inch Nails Moonlight Magic - Ashnikko

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I feel like Pamela would actually encourage yeast infections,,like yesss let the fungus grow queen

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Sorry

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obligatory beach divorce doodling

bonus rough cover redraw of x-men #41 (1995) But Beach Divorce below cut

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POP QUIZ DONT SCROLL UP YOURE NOT ALLOWED TO SCROLL UP:

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main take aways from Halloween (1978) rewatch:

michael myers is canonically 21??? this bitch should be at the club

*sees tiddies* ***MURDEROUS RAMPAGE NOISES***

that's it that's the movie

outside of the fact that everyone who has sex is murdered by the narrative, this is a surprisingly chill portrayal of female sexuality? these teen girls are horny and actively enjoying Getting It On with their boytoys. no pushy boyfriends sneaking in through their bedroom windows--these ladies are taking the initiative to sneak out and GET SOME. one of them gets laid and then immediately orders her boyfriend to get her a beer. (yes she gets Slashered soon afterward, but so does the boyfriend so honestly, gender equality.) yes the Final Girl is the only one not having sex, but she's not bullied for that, nor are her friends slut shamed except possibly by being murdered by the narrative

actually the only character who is shown being morally condemned on-screen is michael myers. specifically FOR his violent overreaction to other people's sex lives. (people he is spying on). metaphorically, the villain is American Puritanism sticking its judgy nose into other people's business.

aka Michael Myers Is A Republican

but actually the real villain is the doctor. guy's a judgemental, shaming, pathologizing asshole. and he's been in charge of michael's care since he was SIX YEARS OLD? kid never had a chance. i'd go on a killing spree too

also the parents. where are the parents? it's halloween night and all the teenage girls are home babysitting their younger siblings? come to think of it, michael's first victim was his own older sister, whom he killed while she was babysitting him. teen girls are really shouldering a labour burden here. maybe parentification is the true villain

side note: mike commits his first murder wearing a clown costume...which is never referenced again? his 'iconic' costume is a generic mask and wig and jumpsuit, when we coulda had a Killer Clown Michael Myers??? travesty

i like how the Final Girl and her friend casually smoke weed in her car. yeah she's an honor student and her friend is the sheriff's daughter. yeah they smoke weed. so what it's 1978

(to reiterate, mike is 21 and should be at the club. im not saying he shouldn't be rampaging, im saying it's sad that he broke out, tasted freedom for the first time in his life, and immediately snuck back into his childhood home to go rampaging. let's have a remake where he goes to a nightclub and has a few beers. maybe some slutty dancing. then rampage)

oh no he's hot

[wtfforged]

my campaign hiatus has gone on for too long so to cope ive combined my interests at their maximum potency and had some dnd-strawhats thoughts

thoughts in depth under read more... :)!

this is SO self indulgent. their designs literally did not change. but i am a firm believer that dnd doesnt have to be european high fantasy. and also one piece literally IS fantasy. no changes are necessary to fit into dnd. ive already imagined plenty of campaign/oneshot ideas inspired by one piece. so this was basically just an exercise of trying to replicate their canon abilities in dnd 5e as much as possible without totally homebrewing everything. well. aside from luffy. you just cant take away or change his stretching.

LUFFY: (human monk. drunken master subclass. outlander)

the only plain human of the crew to balance out with the fact that he still has rubber powers. obviously a monk. but drunken master subclass specifically because i think the flavor(not the fact that its about being a drunkard) and abilities both fit him really well. this line in the subclass' flavortext especially fits him: "A drunken master often enjoys playing the fool to bring gladness to the despondent or to demonstrate humility to the arrogant, but when battle is joined, the drunken master can be a maddening, masterful foe."

ZORO: (tiefling fighter. samurai subclass. bounty hunter)

a fighter with the samurai subclass is so very incredibly obvious... but i actually had a lot of fun geeking out while comparing the abilities to what he can do in canon; Fighting Spirit, Rapid Strike, and Strength Before Death especially! tiefling is also pretty on the nose for his demon pirate hunter shtick and asura form, but i thought he'd be really human-passing for a tiefling and theorized about his tail getting cut off at some point or another before joining the strawhats. initially wasnt gonna give him a feat, but i gave sanji a feat so i thought itd be unfair to not give him one as well, so sentinel fits the bill pretty well i think!

NAMI: (tabaxi rogue. arcane trickster subclass. criminal)

cat burglar -> full grown literal humanoid cat. this one is INCREDIBLY self indulgent... i love... cats... theres nothing deeper to this and no other reasoning. i took cat burglar and ran with it. can you tell that i love izutsumi dungeon meshi? rogue for the aforementioned burglar-ing as well, and the arcane trickster subclass for when she picks up climatact! the mage hand will be very useful for her pickpocketing. in the future as she levels up with timeskip, i can totally see her multiclassing into wizard as well! weather wizard!

USOPP: (lightfoot halfling artificer. artillerist subclass. urchin)

I HAD SO MUCH FUN THINKING ABOUT HIS CHARACTER SHEET. halfling's Naturally Stealthy ability lets him hide behind his crewmates since theyre (almost) all bigger than him, so its perfect for hiding behind zoro or sanji all the time. Lucky is also perfect for him, and I think Brave fits pretty well too when he puts on the sogeking mask. artillerist artificer is also very fun! tinkering and making magic items for his crew, and i think Eldritch Canon or Arcane Firearm could both be easily reflavored as kabuto or any of his inventions. for emphasizing his sniper-ness, the spell sniper feat was also necessary. i think hes my favorite of all the concepts. big ears and long nose combo is so cute to me.

SANJI: (half-elf monk. drunken master subclass. guild artisan (cook!))

race was mostly based on vibes i wont lie. squints. and that vinsmoke balogna or whatever too ig. but mostly vibes. along with the idea that i think a dwarf zeff raising him would be really funny and cute. monk is also obvious, and same subclass as luffy for mostly the same reasons. though the flavor fits him much less, i think the abilities still fit him perfectly, and this blurb specifically; "Your martial arts technique mixes combat training with the precision of a dancer." i really wanted to give him a different subclass from luffy, but i dislike all the other monk subclasses a lot and i found none of them fit him as well anyways, so to try and give them SOME differences, i gave him the crusher feat.

CHOPPER: (awakened deer(shifter statblock) cleric. life subclass. hermit)

this ones definitely a mouthful im sorry. awakened deer for obvious reasons, but due to magic instead of devil fruit stuff. when i was struggling with his race, i looked a lot at shifter because of his forms, but it occurred to me that itd be super cool if he could shift between all of the different shifter options instead of being stuck with just one to replicate his rumble balls. something like heavy point/guard point=beasthide, horn point/arm point(?maybe?)=longtooth, walk point/jumping point=swiftstride, and brain point=wildhunt. hed definitely need some kind of nerf though to balance out that homebrew... and cleric for class. duh.

ROBIN: (high elf wizard. order of scribes subclass. criminal)

robin is definitely the one i struggled the most with just because of her class. elf came pretty easily- shes very elegant and i think shed look cute with super long ears- and i landed on high elf instead of wood elf for the int-based abilities. i was really on the fence between sorcerer and wizard for her because i knew shed be a full spellcaster, but i didnt feel that any of the subclasses really fit her. i ended up going with wizard for order of the scribes since it focuses on texts and knowing everything. but also because robin with a flying talking sentient book would be crazy cool. it could also be similar to how she spawns mouths and eyes places to talk to or watch people. my "fuck it, why not. this would be rad. its my house" mindset kicked in with her i will admit. also the One with the Word ability made me cackle out loud when i read it. thats the funniest ability ever. anyways, i cant really think of a way to replicate her powers, but maybe we could just reflavor a bunch of spells to be her limbs or clutch; hold person, maximillian's earthen grasp, or evard's black tentacles. thatd probably work okay, and theres a handful of spells to replicate her ability to spawn eyes or mouths. unrelated, but i imagine nico olvia to be a drow. why? her hair is white. i am a simple man!

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'i'll just do a couple of doodles of mombin™/platonic stobin parents' nevermind, borderline graphic novel

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