#divider by elfbar-baby

[stellari-s]

virtue and vice | ikepri playlist

a jp playlist for when you search for a “true love” with your ikepri f/o… from the beginning to end ˗ˏˋ 👑 ´ˎ˗

🎧 spotify — 1h 28m

watashi no naka no kemono / KOKIA (5:22)

marie / aimer (5:06)

fuuka〜winter white lily〜 / SHOJI (4:46)

RAIN / SEKAI NO OWARI (5:06)

omoikaze / yuiko ohara, alisa okehazama (2:28)

haru ha yuku / aimer (5:05)

ichiban-boshi / aoi teshima (5:28)

sprout / yui ishikawa (4:24)

REVE / wolpis carter (4:21)

distance / ClariS (3:57)

suteki na koto ga anata wo matteiru / maiko fujita (4:55)

haisou / kasamura tōta (5:04)

eikou no kake hashi / YUZU (5:26)

tegami〜haikei jyūgo no kimi he〜 / angela aki (5:14)

heikousen / eve, suis from yorushika (4:39)

lemon / kenshi yonezu (4:16)

ano yume wo nazotte / YOASOBI (4:00)

hikaru nara / goose house (4:11)

RPG / SEKAI NO OWARI (4:51)

[soeini-aesthetic]

'baby, baby, you got me losing my mind tonight. toxic, toxic, i tell my friends that i'm fine. it's a lie.'

divider by @elfbar-baby

[skylarsblue]

❁Love & Deepspace❁

Incorrect Quotes - 1 (Divider by @elfbar-baby )

Sylus: Why do I make them so uncomfortable? MC: They feel your methods, your theories are…. Sylus:Spooky? Sylus: Do you think I’m spooky? MC: I think you're silly. Sylus: Silly? MC: Silly goose even.

(Event minigame) *tower LEANS, but doesn’t fall*

Rafayel: >:3 MC: ARE YOU KIDDING?! THAT’S UNFAIR, YOU MADE T- I need to calm down. Rafayel: …(Name)- MC: Everything’s fine. I’m an adult.

- Zayne, genuinely concerned: How’s your head? MC, with a headache: Well I haven’t had any complaints yet. Zayne: …excuse me? MC: Hm? Oh! Uh- I think I’ll live.

- Caleb: You need to eat. Here, an apple a day keeps the doctor away. MC: …I’m allergic to apples. Caleb: What? No you’re not? Since wh- Zayne, appearing: Caleb: THE FU-

- *phone ringing* MC: Ugh- Wh- hello? Rafayel: Text me. *hangs up* MC: *looks at phone* What the fu-

- (OOC but shh) MC: Yeah I’m gonna try and stay out of drama, focus on work, be a better person- Tara: Guess who got caught sucking dick in the bathroom. MC: Who?! *falls out of chair*

- MC: Now is there a problem? NPC: No I don’t want no problem. MC: Yeah that’s what I thought. *steps away* NPC: walkawaylilpunkass- MC:*holds up microphone* Speak up, I couldn’t hear you bitch.

- Zayne: And what’s your reasoning for killing three people? Caleb: I mean, shit, I’m a Gemini! Sylus: I understand completely. MC:No!

- (I don’t hate Caleb but my partner does and it’s super funny)

Caleb: *sigh* Rafayel: Do you ever shut the fuck up? Zayne: What’d he do? Rafayel: Bitch gon’ breathe. Zayne: He stays doing annoying shit.

- MC: Did you drink my juice? Caleb: Yeah but i didn’t know it was yours. MC:…bitch my name. Is on. The bottle. Caleb: …🏃🏻‍♂️ MC: GET YOUR ASS BAC-

- Tara: What’re you all dressed up for? Where’re you going? MC:, going into snapshots: I’m taking selfies.

- Caleb: *enters* Rafayel: Ah hell- See I thought I was gonna have a happy day today, but then you walked in. Zayne: What did he do? Rafayel: Exist. Zayne: Why would you do that to him? Caleb: I JUST GOT HERE-

- Sylus: Okay, you’re driving pretty good. Luke: I’ve been practicing!- Sylus: But if it start raining dicks which way do you swerve? Luke , trying to remember which gear to shift in: …what?

- (IM SO SORRY AHAHAAH)

MC: Babe I just want you back- Tara: *hits stereo button to play track* MC: PSYCHE BITCH! I don’t want’chu, fuck-a you and your grandma too bitch what the fuck is up- Caleb: ?????

- Caleb: S-say it again. MC: No way José? Caleb: That’s right! WHO is José? MC: Babe it’s just a thing- 6th LI: Andale- Caleb: WHO THE FUCK IS HE-

- (Im so so sorry)

Teacher!Zayne: Pop quiz guys. Greyson: I don’t even know any of the answers- Zayne: Okay, we’ll start with an easy one. Whose wife cheated on them January 22nd? Greyson: Uhm, is it- Zayne: MINE!

- (This how quick some of y’all switched by the way)

Caleb: *holding book in the air* Haha! MC: C’mon give it back! Caleb: First you gotta say my name- MC: Alright, big daddy. Now come on give it b- Caleb: ….my name Cale-

- Sylus: You’ve been in your room all day. Kieran: No earlier I went- Sylus: You’ve been in your room all day. Kieran: …earlier I- Sylus: Don’t talk back.

- MC:Hey grandma- Granny: Can you get in the oven to clean it? MC: …….bye grandma-

- Kid: Ms.Hunter I think there’s a wanderer under my bed. MC: Hun, there’s no wanderer’s under your b- *looks* Wanderer: LONG DICK STYLE- MC: pulling out a gun: Okay, we’re leaving.

- Sylus: RAFAYEL, What, what is this? *holds up belt* Rafayel: That would be a Louis Vuitton belt, Syl- Sylus: Have you lost your mind- this is a Gucci household, gill-boy.

- MC:So you been spying on me? Caleb: I mean I was but I’m not a spy- MC: You know what they call people who spy on people? SPIES Caleb: Oo bars, but look I’m not-

- Sylus: Today’s a good day to get out of the house. Kieran: See I- I can’t fly yet. Sylus: That sounds like a you problem. Kieran: I- I’m yo s- Boss.

- MC: That’s why yo dick little- Caleb: BITCH YOU KNOW MY SHIT DETACHABLE…put the wrong one on, shit-

- Sylus: Bitch I can sing. Rafayel: Bitch sing something. Sylus: *crow caw* Rafayel: Bitch you can’t sing. Sylus: Bitch you’re right, shit-

- Zayne: Do you know where the bathroom is? Caleb: Yeah, go straight down there andsuckadick- Zayne: Pardon? Caleb: I said you gotta go straight down. Zayne: ...alright- Caleb: andIhopeyoudiewhenyougetthere. Then make a left-

[mmmfanfiction]

sooo. I’ve been cooking these up. I didn’t see a lot of great Ranfren pfps so I decided to make some! I might make more as I read further into the comic, but if you use these you don’t have to credit me, however if you repost them or put them on a different platform I’d like it if you credited me.

I also ended up using a bunch of dividers to make the effects, so here are the links to most of the people I pulled from. Of course I couldn’t get everyone because some links weren’t working, so this is the best I got.

https://www.tumblr.com/lil-liaa

https://www.tumblr.com/kodaswrld

https://www.tumblr.com/seulzitos/755442080886784000/random-simple-divider?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/elfbar-baby/701607330430812160/text-dividers-feel-free-to?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/sister-lucifer/762021060052910080/heya-do-you-mind-if-we-can-have-some-cw-dividers?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/kodaswrld/762388791496409088/hii-could-you-make-a-divider-with-the-color?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/strangergraphics/759551837503356928/would-it-be-possible-for-me-to-request-some-rat?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/kodaswrld/761352344318476288/can-i-have-some-black-and-red-kinda-royal-looking?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/only-ranpo/744677748237369345/divider-dump?source=share

[sparkythecat]

SelfShip Reblog Game!

Reblog with your f/o(s) (2 max please:3) and I'll share what pokemon reminds me of them!

not required but you may include some info about them, like their personality, it'll help me pick a pokemon faster and more accurately! this will be fun:3

and as a bonus, you can also request a POKEBALL that fits them! you will not get one included unless you ask for one!

DNI PR0 SHIPPERS/C0M SHIPPERS

bouncing pokeball divider by enchanthings / cute pokemon divider by elfbar-baby

(CLOSED! thank you all for participating, hoping to do more games like this in the future💛)

[spacedreamon]

Grace Chasity ID Pack

Elijah

Hannah

Abel

Ines

Anna

Mary

Ben

Hy/Hymn/Hymns/Hymnself

Chaste/Chaste/Chastes/Chastself

Dirty/Dirty/Dirtys/Dirtyself

Bury/Body/Burys/Bodyself

Soup/Soup/Soups/Soupself

🔫/🔫/🔫s/🔫self

🛁/🛁/🛁s/🛁self

🩵/🩵/🩵s/🩵self

🩷/🩷/🩷s/🩷self

✝️/✝️/✝️s/✝️self

⛪️/⛪️/⛪️s/⛪️self

🛐/🛐/🛐s/🛐self

Dividers by @elfbar-baby

[gumiiiiezzzz]

hi pookie! i love your writing, it makes me blush and ugly-laugh. do you think you can add ino into your jjk smaus + hcs :’) ?!

HEHEHEHE hi anon 🥰😋 thank u sm got me giggling kicking my feet over here🫦 but literally yes i will include ino :D

i am currently writing another set of the jjk boy smaus, then ill be writing some jjk men smaus where i will include ino!!!! 🫡🫡🫡🫡 he’s a top tier pookie and WILL be included

i’ll be writing hcs sometime this week too hehe lmk if u have any other requests or any specific asks 🫶🏻🫶🏻

divider credz* ੈ✩‧₊˚ : @elfbar-baby

[splattergai]

Could we please get a very cottagecore themed fictive of Totoro? He's been in our collective for a while, and we'd love to help him develop more of a personality ^w^

Totoro (Ghibli) Fictive Pack!

[ PT: Totoro (Ghibli) Fictive Pack! /end PT ]

Note: Headmate may not form exactly as described. Anything can be changed to fit your system.

Dividers by @/elfbar-baby [ Tumblr ] Left Photo by Christine Kozak on Unsplash Middle photo from the original movie Right Photo by Isaac Resurreccion on Unsplash

Name (+ Sign-Off): Totoro, Moss, Thistle (🌳🌾)

System: Fictive, observer

Species: Totoro

Age: 3000+

Pronouns: he/him, hy/hymn, spir/spirit, dae/daem

Gender: cottagecorimasc, softscentfloric, floraghin, greenmossene

Attraction: Aroace omniqueerplatonic

Likes: Rain, forests, nature, pottery, quiet places, stargazing, birdwatching

Dislikes: Seeing others upset, conflict

Description: Does not talk much; prefers to communicate using expression, hand gestures, and body movements. A very kind and gentle soul, often giving gifts of random trinkets hy finds on the ground to give to others. Always willing to give a hand to those who need help, and offer to explore and experience some of spirit's favorite areas to rest.

[sauropsidsongs]

Polykin | Sideblog | Not A Discourse Blog | No DNI I Block Liberally

You can call me Sauro, Sid, or Vermillion, I’m an aroace adult who uses all pronouns. I made this blog when I began exploring my alterhumanity less than a year ago, and it’s a place for me to collect all my alterhuman, voidpunk, furry, and xenogender findings.

While I’ve been in voidpunk and xenogender spaces for years, I’m very new to letting my kin-related alterhumanity out so terms and identities may come and go as I figure things out. I’m currently using the term kin because it makes it easier to connect with others that have similar experiences while I learn, but I don’t quite know if all of these are true kin types or if some fall into other corners of alterhumanity. I’m currently interested in othervauge terminology.

— Tag System —

⚠️ playing track - reptile

⚠️ playing track - dromaeosaur

⚠️ playing track - harpy

⚠️ playing track - dragon

⚠️ playing track — ♾️

— Personal —

💿 harpy hisses - original text posts

💿 harpy sings - original art

💿 alterhuman anecdotes - my personal experiences as an alterhuman

💿 gender tag - catch all gender tag

— Community —

💿 at the watering hole - general alterhuman community discussion

💿 voidpunk -

💿 shifts - discussions of shifts, primarily phantom and mental

💿 gear - physical items for representing kintype(s)

💿 kinbodiment - quadrobics and other physical ways to embody kintypes through movement

💿 vocalization -

💿 tips - advice for engaging with your kintype(s)

💿 species euphoria - discussions of species euphoria

💿 species dysphoria - discussions of species dysphoria

— Education —

💿 animal welfare - educational posts about animal welfare

💿 science education - a catch all educational tag, primarily focused on animal information and paleontology.

💿 mythology and folklore - for the stories behind mythic kintypes

💿 alterhuman reading list - educational papers about alterhumans

💿 documentaries - primarily nature and science docs

💿 podcasts - podcasts run by community members, or about topics related to nature and science

— Art —

💿 furry - the furry tag

💿 music - kin related music, feel free to send me kin music recommendations - for any kintype they don’t have to relate to my own. I primarily listen to metal [doom is my all time fav] punk, and I’ve been getting into goth [I really enjoy ethereal goth] but any recommendations for kin music are welcome regardless of genre :}

💿 art - kin related art, primarily my own kintypes

💿 writing - creative writing by the kin community

💿 fiction - kin related fiction

💿 games - kin related games

💿 body modification - body mod tag

💿 recipes - kin affirming food options

💿 web graphics - web graphics, primarily related to my kintypes

wing graphics by tearbowl | icon by ladymahou | divider by elfbar-baby

[junostimz]

Intro!!!

Hi!! My name is Juno and I’m 16 years old from the uk!!

This account is just going to be stim boards!!

I don’t actually have a black list atm (THIS MAY CHANGE!!) the only thing I defo won’t do is YouTubers, Actors, Singers because I just feel odd doing them sorry:(( if I do deny a request I’ll explain why and add it here!! 🫶

I will 100% do!!

Movie/Tv show characters!!

Cartoons/Animes (children shows 100% yes!! Adult ones are hit and miss)

Album/songs!! (I will do the album/ song based on the cover and vibe🫶)

Toys

Art

Comics

Book characters (just describe them to me)

Litterally a vibe!! I can figure it out

Games (yes I will do horror but they will have warnings on them ofc)

If you have any other topic you want to know about dm me or comment and I can add it 🫶🥰

I have basic DNI if I find any hateful behaviour on my page I will block you immediately.

Likes!

My Little Pony

Super Mario Bros

Fnaf

Sonic

Pokémon

Marvel

Comics

Ninja Turtles

Jjk

Mha

Scooby doo

+ more

If there is anything else you would like to know please let me know and I will answer🫶

Dividers

Pinkie pie - kodaswrld

Eevee evolution - elfbar-baby

Wings - princessantisocial

[cammslush]

˗ˏˋ HELL'S ENTRANCE ´ˎ˗

❝ All hope abandon, ye who enter here! ❞

༉‧⸸˚.⛧- Your demon has been summoned.

Abandon all formalities. I am Cammie, a demon god who is now but a lowly writer and artist. I like Yandere related fictional content, fitting for a demon, no? What have you summoned me for? Warning: no posting consistency whatsoever. Wait, please don't go to a different demon instead-

❝ Without hope we live in desire. ❞

CIRCLE OF DESIRE IS: CLOSED

Please refer to the Grimoire of Lemegaton (rules) for better understanding on how to handle this summoning. Otherwise, you might be condemned to Hell. Do you understand?

Pronouns are she/her.

WARNING: This is a mainly Yandere focused blog. If you do not wish to consume such content (which can include but not limited to violence, unhealthy relationships, murder, excessive obsession, etc.), please refer back to your grimoire on how to reverse the summoning.

❝ Do not be afraid, our fate cannot be taken from us; it is a gift. ❞

Masterlist for all my current works (fanwork/personal): [ OFFICE OF FORBIDDEN KNOWLEDGE ]

Please be mindful of your behaviour, and do not take any Yandere related topic I write as true or something to normalize in the real world. Even Hell has its order.

❝ The path to Paradise begins in Hell. ❞

My son: @hana-no-seiiki

༉‧⸸˚.⛧- Your demon has vanished.

— quotes from Dante's Divine Comedy (Inferno)

— sparkly divider from @/anitalenia, chain divider from @/elfbar-baby

[itzlunexoxo]

Topic: Divider Credit

If I ever forget to add a tag, they'll be here. Full credits and thanks to the original creators.

@atlasscrumpit @chaeneuu

@jiyascepter @poeticore

@thetaey ͏ ͏ㅤ@𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗓𝗒𝖿rm

@kimjiho1 @y-onb

@silkholland @muruffin

@chilumitos @yunvei

@fairytopea @sweetxmelody

@plutism @firefly-graphics

@saradika @plum98

@saradika-graphics @reveriesources

@benkeibear @cafekitsune

@enkali-moonsys @elfbar-baby

@mikeybuns @kirbyfigure

@gigittamic @enchanthings

@vg-k @heavenlayt

@mewryn @dreamingoflove

@rosypotions

[hibiscusbabyboy]

(Dividers by @elfbar-baby )

[skylarsblue]

.•° ✿ °•. "Best Friends" .•° ✿ °•.

𖥔 Love & Deepspace... ❥Tara! <Summary: What was supposed to be a girl's night out between MC & Tara was ruined by Wanderers downtown. While it was their night off, there were no other available Hunters in the area. With all the enemies killed, but the metaflux still high, it's against protocol to leave the area until their replacements arrive. Why not relieve a little tension and try to save the night from being a complete waste while they wait?> [Content: Light smut (they're clothed and I don't go into great detail), some vague description of the MC mostly in differentiating her from Tara: ie; implied to be curvier than Tara, a vague outfit description, she's said to be shorter than Tara even in heels, and implied to be at least somewhat muscular. Skin/eye/hair color is not mentioned. I use MC in the place of Y/N. Not beta read and written in a haze between 23:00 & 00:35, so mind mistakes.] -Divider by @elfbar-baby , thank you <3-

Panting and annoyed, MC watched the last Wanderer in sight flicker out of existence, lowering her gun. Silence stretched on for a while. A few minutes went by, and enemies didn’t appear, but a quick glance at the wristband she wore showed the metaflux in the area had only gone down a bit. The streets were empty and the asphalt was wet from rain earlier that day. Leaving the fluorescent signs and street lights to glimmer off the puddles. “I cannot believe our luck.” Tara’s voice broke through MC’s annoyance. She turned and watched Tara put her own daggers away, adjusting her dress with a pout. “We can always plan another one, T.” MC sighed, looking down at her own appearance, clicking her tongue when she saw a tiny rip in the bottom of her dress. They were supposed to be having a girls night out. They had the night off, at the same time, and there was a bar in between both of their apartments that sold novelty drinks. They’d come out with a zodiac menu, so of course Tara was excited to try it.

They’d only gotten one drink each, and both of them barely finished the glasses before they got an urgent call of Wanderer’s in the downtown area. No other hunters were available, for some reason. Of course it had to be them. It not only annoyed MC that a night with Tara was wasted, it was also annoying having to fight in the outfit she had. She didn’t often dress for clubs or bars, but it was fun to feel sexy every now and then. But platform heels and a bra with only thin, clear straps to keep her bust in place was not ideal. It was a strapless dress, and shorter than the other clothes she typically wore. The material wasn’t very stretchy either. It was a miracle she hadn’t busted it at the seam with all the movement required for the fight.

Tara’s outfit seemed to come out unscathed at least. Dressed in a dress as well, a cute off shoulder one with a skirt that had a little flow to it. Kitten heels that tied up her legs like ballet slippers. She’d just bought it, and now, it was wasted on wanderers. She’d been so excited to wear it too. She’d called MC when she bought it, going on about how she finally found a dress her size that took into account her height, and in her favorite color too.

“Do you hear any more?” Tara asked, pausing MC’s staring. “No, I don’t. But the metaflux is still too high for us to leave.” She replied, holding up the reading. She placed her hands on her hips and frowned with sympathy when Tara dramatically deflated, bending at the waist with a groan. “I can’t believe my cards lied to meeee.” The brunette whined while standing back up. “Your tarot cards?” MC questioned. Tara nodded, pushing the short strands of her bob out from being stuck on her lipgloss. “The cards I pulled said I’d overcome hardship and live with enjoyment. Things would come to fruition! This definitely doesn’t feel like I’m living with enjoyment.” The woman crossed her arms. MC smiled with a little breathy chuckle. She looked around again, and there still had yet to be Wanderers. Her eyes trailed back to Tara. 

Recently, she’d had a complex bout of feelings for her best friend and favorite coworker. Tara had always been cute to her. And she’d never been shy about admitting to herself when she found a woman attractive. But Tara had always been only a friend to her, until about a month and a half ago. She could recall the exact moment her feelings changed, but it really had been a build up.

Tara bringing her coffee, a few reassuring pats when MC had been working too hard, the bubbly conversations and cheerful encouragement. Cute giggles when whispering gossip, shared perfume and chapstick. It all led up to a day where MC had wandered into the file room and caught Tara being…reckless, because she’d never use the word foolish, even if that was truly accurate.

The brunette stood precariously on a ladder and two boxes to try and reach some of the tallest shelves. It was unstable and she was wobbling when MC walked in. Of course, MC couldn’t help but gasp and feel an adrenaline spike at the sight, and the sound made Tara whip her head around. That motion caused her to lose her balance and fall backward. Naturally, MC would’ve never let her fall to the hard ground. It was all pure luck that she caught Tara safely enough to only bruise her own sternum, but the act proved worth it.

She’d caught Tara in a rough princess carry, but then the motion made MC wobble, so in a few milliseconds, she’d braced the rest of Tara’s fall with her body. Which meant Tara’s elbow went right into her breast bone and knocked the wind out of her. She was sure she’d made a sound. Probably something like a dying chicken. When she opened her eyes though, Tara had scrambled to push her weight off of her wounded friend, placing her hands on either side of MC’s head.

She was apologizing profusely, voice frantic with worry. But she looked so pretty. Hair falling to frame her face, square shoulders defined in her uniform, soft round cheeks and warm brown eyes wide. It was only plain office lights to illuminate her but it looked like a halo at the time. Now any time MC looked at Tara, she stared. Ogled, actually. It’d probably become noticeable to others but Tara hadn’t said anything about it. But even now, her eyes wandered along Tara’s figure and face. She was just…

So god damn cute.

“I’m tired and my feet hurt.” Tara complained as she looked sadly at her shoes. They were adorable but not ideal for standing, or martial arts. Tara looked over as MC chuckled. “Well, let’s find a place to wait until either more wanderers show up or our replacements.” She walked to Tara calmly. Tara held a lot of respect for her. She really excelled in so many aspects, especially combat. She mastered so many kinds of weapons, she’d seen MC slam a claymore into the bodies of enemies with one hand. Even now, in heels taller than her own and a tighter dress, she didn’t seem put off by the fighting. She didn’t even seem tired.

Tara passed the same exams, and she knew she wasn’t a bad hunter. But she didn’t see anything wrong with admitting there were those better than her, and desiring to be more like them. Even with all the combat training, she’d remained fairly slim. All her muscle mass seemed to be hidden unless she was actively flexing, and she knew she had a baby face. But MC was the same age and yet she operated wiser than Tara. At least the brunette thought so. In the strapless dress MC wore, her biceps were impressive, even if she wasn't necessarily bulky like someone who trained for looks, she was visibly strong. And her aura alone held so much influence.

“Being out in the open might be a bad idea. If there’s more Wanderers, they could sneak up on us far easier out here. I’d like to not be taken by surprise.” MC looked around and then stretched. She sighed and then held out her hand to Tara, making a ‘grab’ motion at the girl. Tara raised an eyebrow but stepped forward and took her hand. “So, should we hide somewhe-oh!” Tara let out a noise of surprise as MC pulled her and lifted her, perching her on one arm. Tara kept herself steady by keeping her hands on the hunter’s shoulders, and indeed, they were strong.

MC walked calmly. She was silent the entire time, not because she was thinking, but because the scent of Tara’s perfume was making her go insane. Tara tended to wear the same perfum everyday. It was sweet, sugary. Something like sugar cookie, though admittedly, she didn’t actually remember the name on the bottle, despite Tara telling her. This perfume however, MC assumed, was used for special occasions. It was heavier, but not like a cologne. It was just less sweet like sugar and more like the sweetness of fruit, more like a well balanced wine. Something a deep red color and full bodied. And as put together as MC was, she felt perverse at how the scent made her mouth water.

Tara was carried to an alleyway, set down carefully near the opening of it. It wasn’t that wide, wet stone dimly lit by a distant streetlight in between two brick buildings. MC settled somewhat in the middle and used one of the walls to lean her back against, sighing as she sank against it. Tara moved in further with her. She swallowed as she watched the light shade MC’s face, her hair falling gracefully against the brick. 

“Why are we in an alley?” Tara whispered. She didn’t need to, again, the streets were barren. Like a ghost town. The only company they might’ve had was maybe the occasional bird or stray cat that’d been too nonchalant to care about the metaflux in the air. But it just felt right to whisper. MC glanced over and shrugged. “I honestly don’t know, I don’t think we’re allowed in one of the buildings. But being out in the open feels like a bad idea.” She snorted. Tara couldn’t help but giggle at the answer and leaned on the opposite wall. There was just barely enough space for them both. Even standing upright, they were touching. Just faintly. But enough for MC to notice. 

“Besides,” she spoke up again, making Tara look at her. “We’ve got more privacy this way. I can hear you here, unlike in the bar.” She hummed. And it was a true statement, but she said it with some kind of softness that made Tara’s chest feel strange. “I guess we should make the most of it, since the girls night out idea is kinda ruined.” She admitted. MC looked over Tara again, eyes slowly tracing up and down. She chewed on the inside of her cheek, then shifted in place, so that she stood directly in front of Tara. 

Tara looked down slightly at her. She was taller but only by a few inches, thanks to MC’s heels. She swallowed seeing MC’s breathing. Her dress was strapless, tight to her bust and fitted everywhere else. And Tara watched the subtle shift in her coworker’s breasts from her breathing, and the narrowness of the alleyway made it to where Tara could feel the heat of MC’s body. It was, of course, impolite to stare at a woman’s cleavage, even if she was your best friend. But Tara wasn’t really thinking while she did it.

A giggle, not a laugh, but a breathy and quiet giggle made Tara snap out of it. She was met with the half lidded gaze and a slightly smug grin from MC. “Like’em? Made’em myself.” She patted the sides of her chest and Tara’s face exploded in red up to her ears. “Oh my gosh!” She covered her face, but she also couldn’t help but laugh. The air didn’t get awkward because they both found it funny. “I’m so sorry, I was being so obvious!” Tara dropped one of her hands and the other covered her mouth as she laughed. She always felt so comfortable with MC, it came with the best friend title.

They’d helped each other countless times with wardrobe malfunctions, in dressing rooms, the occasional bra hook mishaps. Of course Tara has seen her friend’s body, and vice versa. But in that moment, Tara felt the air change, and not the way it did when Wanderers were on the way. The electric buzzing feeling that signaled danger. It was something else as she watched MC tilt her head and shift.

She raised her hand and gently tugged Tara’s hand away from her face, holding it carefully. A beat of intense silence remained. “You’re gorgeous.” MC said earnestly. Tara’s breath hitched. It was different from past compliments, she didn’t know why it just felt different. Intense. And maybe it was because the way her best friend was looking at her, like a cat about to pounce on prey. 

Tara had begun breathing shakily, and the gap between them seemed to lessen by the second. Pushing the brunette into the wall and the dichotomy between hard brick and soft curves was something that made her feverish.

“You’re…you’re really pretty too.” Tara said, swallowing a mouthful of saliva. MC’s gaze broke from Tara’s lipgloss covered lips and up to her eyes again, long enough to smile. “You’re sweet.” She cooed quietly. Tara audibly shivered. A few centimeters and she’d have her mouth stained with MC’s lipstick shade. She almost went to ask a question, she wasn’t entirely sure which one, but it didn’t end up mattering.

Tara sighed and her knees buckled a bit when the other woman pressed a deep, impassioned kiss to her mouth, still holding one of her hands so delicately. The brick wall kept her from sliding to the stone path below. She was so warm, and so soft. Tara had what she called a boyfriend and a half in the past. Juvenile relationships that didn’t really go anywhere, and she couldn’t bring herself to be sad about it when she reminisced. It just never gave the spark she’d heard from other’s experiences or the romance books she loved so much. 

Every time she asked her tarot cards for romance advice, she’d pull some that told her good things were coming her way but she’d need to be patient. But she also always, every single time, without fail, pulled The Empress, upright.

The Empress, upright, was a feminine card. In both the divine world and the material one. Associated with what was womanly. The birth of new experiences, the fruitfulness of creation, fertility blessings, creativity, and new opportunities. It also represented maternity and abundance. Oftentimes, when pulled under the question of romance, it represented a deep commitment from a sensual, supportive, and nurturing partner. One that'd be quite in touch with their feminine side. 

That one always perplexed her but also made her excited for the mysterious lover the universe apparently had planned. Someone certain to be everything she sought in a partner. When she was a teenager, she’d admittedly dreamed of it being Captain Jenna. The way a lot of girls loved or lusted after celebrities or teachers sometimes. She still had a little girlish crush on her commander. 

But this had to be what the cards meant. Feeling her closest confidant’’s body heat soak into the fabric of her dress, a delicate grip from strong hands that was encouraging her to lean in more. Sliding down her ribs and to her hips, MC’s thumbs delicately rubbing over the seams of her dress.

Tara whined subconsciously when the other woman pulled back to let them both breathe. Pulse wild as MC looked up at her with wide pupils and heavy breaths, her chest pushed against Tara’s upper abdomen, and the way they pushed against her made Tara struggle not to drool.

“Sorry, T, I couldn’t resist.” Despite the apology, MC didn’t look all that sorry. Her smile was sweet but also lined with something mischievous. She leaned up again and pressed a shorter, but no less intense kiss to Tara’s mouth, groaning quietly at the cherry flavoring. “Been wanting to kiss you for months.” She admitted against the woman’s mouth, leaning to peck the corner of Tara’s mouth this time. Tara placed her hands on MC’s shoulders as she leaned into a kiss left on the soft, squishy part of her cheek. “R-really? Months?” She asked. “Mmhmmm~ Probably longer, but I only noticed it recently.” MC hummed as she kissed down Tara’s cheek, to her jaw. 

She trailed one hand up Tara’s side, the touch so light it made Tara shiver. Finally MC’s fingers pushed some of the soft, short hair out of her way, in order to place a kiss on the space just below Tara’s ear. Unable to bite back a smile when Tara let out a whimper. The brunette had admitted one night during a sleepover, during a game of twenty questions, that one of her weak points was her ears. It had been a cute and silly story. The woman explained how she wore clip-on earrings for so long because she’d squirm away too much from any piercing gun until she was nineteen.

“H-hey! No fair!” Tara hiccupped when she felt teeth delicately nipping at the cartilage of her ear, which was flushed a bright red. “Who said I needed to be fair?” MC replied quietly with a little laugh, trailing her hand back down Tara’s body, this time following the line of her spine until she reached the woman’s waist. Spreading her fingers to get a steady hold, pulling Tara closer, if even possible. Taking advantage of the off shoulder cut of Tara’s dress to peck a little mark on the brunette’s shoulder. A tiny scar from a childhood event.

“You’re- you’re really bold all of a sudden.” Tara acknowledged, but her arms had moved to wrap around the other’s neck. Her body was essentially supported by MC’s strength and her upper back against the building’s wall. “Hard to hold back, especially with you all dolled up like this.” MC said as she left more kisses along Tara’s shoulder and collarbone. Technically, this was risky. They were out in the open, in an area with high metaflux readings and Wanderer sightings. And to top it off, the association was likely going to be sending other officers to take over for the two women. 

They both knew that. And despite that, Tara still ended up whimpering and moaning into heavy kisses given to her by…was best friend the term to use now? A question for later, she supposed as MC’s hands came down to her thighs, keeping her steady as MC’s leg came to rest between hers. Not only for stability, since Tara’s legs had gone weak and useless now, but clearly for Tara’s enjoyment.

MC smiled as she pressed a kiss to Tara’s skin, just above where the fabric of her dress hid her petite bust. Watching the taller woman outright moan at the, quite frankly subtle, pressure applied to her core. “Sensitive are we?” She whispered, also out of breath and fevered. “Don’t tease!” Tara complained between clenched teeth, her breath hitching when the pressure from MC’s leg grew harsher. As if it represented permission, Tara got more handsy in response. Pulling MC by her face for more kisses, before quickly pushing her hands down to cop a handful. Clearly something she’d been clearly craving to do. She got an appreciative groan for her efforts.

It dawned on Tara in the midst of her lustful haze that the attention had been rather one sided. So she tried to move, and return the favor. She felt the other woman hum appreciatively when her knee slid in between, mimicking MC’s actions as best she could. Tara hissed between her teeth and whined loudly when she felt MC nip at her shoulder, leaving an obvious hickey no doubt, as if that’d distract from MC’s right hand sliding under Tara’s skirt to palm over her thigh and hip.

“Shh shh shh, can’t be too loud, baby.” MC cooed, kissing the line of Tara’s jawbone. “It’s not my fault! You’re so-“ She groaned again when teeth met her skin, grinding her hips more aggressively into MC’s knee. Everything was tense and tight, burning and she couldn’t tell if it was the metaflux or just her that made the air feel like a live wire.

“Someone sounds like they’re about to finish. You can go ahead, sweetheart.” The new pet names made Tara throb even worse. Her pulse was running wild and it wasn’t just thumping in her chest or the side of her neck. “N-not yet not yet.” Tara shook her head and began peppering MC’s cheek and temple on damp kisses. “Awww you don’t gotta worry baby, you know what? Mm, as soon as we’re done? I’ll take you back home, okay?” The huntress promised as she gripped Tara’s waist, aiding her along, even if the girl had left a visible wet patch on her thigh muscle. The promise made Tara’s knees buckle again, much to the other woman’s amusement.

“Uh huh, I’ll take you up to my place.” MC kissed along Tara’s neck as she kept talking, all words and no thought. “We can take it slower, and I can see you all bare and proper. God, what I’d give to taste you. Could I do that, huh? Would you let me?”

Tara nodded frantically as she tried to kiss MC again, though her heavy panting and moaning left it a bit moot. “Aww aren’t you sweet. You wanna return the favor, baby? Huh?” The thought alone made Tara push her head back against the wall and sob. MC let out a breathy laugh against Tara’s neck, kissing up the line of the brunette’s throat. “C’mon sweetheart, c’mon. Lemme see it, lemme see you break. I wanna know I’ve done right by my favorite girl.” She encouraged, praising and kissing until Tara’s body began to twitch and her noises grew quicker and quicker.

Til Tara tipped over the edge, and the sudden snap of it made her go almost completely limp. Her muscles had been so strained from fighting and then the treacherous wait for bliss. Because it had been just barely not enough for so long. Having her selfishly wanting more the entire time, knowing she couldn’t have it. But she got a piece of relief and she was once again so grateful for her coworkers strong arms, keeping her from falling to the dirty ground.

Tara let out a sleepy noise when she felt butterfly kisses against her cheeks, whispered praises and loving caresses of her hips and sore thighs. She blinked lazily as her vision came back, looking down to MC, who was already smiling up at her. Settled against her breastbone. “Hey pretty girl, welcome back to earth.” She teased.

“…s-so we go to your place?” Tara slurred. She couldn’t help but smile tiredly as MC tossed back her head in a laugh, genuine and full of love. “Yeah, yeah baby. We go back to my place, as soon as our replacements get here.” The reminder of work made Tara complain via a whine and a scowl. “I knoooow I know, it’s not fun.” Her partner replied, gently coaxing Tara into standing on her own, adjusting the brunette’s clothes as she went. 

“My head hurts.” Tara mumbled. “You kinda thumped your skull toward the end there. I’ll take a look when we get back to the apartment.” MC said, being extra gentle when fixing Tara’s hair. Smiling and cooing affectionately when the woman hugged her tightly, returning the gesture.

By the time their coworkers showed up to cover the scene, they were out of the alley and instead on a bench. Which probably would’ve been a better place to rest in hindsight. Neither of them had a car, but MC did have a Hunter Association bike. She’d met Tara at the bar after the girl took a taxi. Now, Tara got the privilege of a free ride back to the bar, being carried by MC in one arm, her heels hanging off of the woman’s fingers, until she was set on the back of the bike.There was only one helmet but Tara could not, despite her valiant effort, convince MC to be the one to wear it. 

She held onto her partner’s waist tightly as the bike zipped down the road to MC’s apartment. Giving her some ample time to think. She stayed in her thoughts even when they were in the elevator, and she only spoke once in MC’s apartment, watching the woman lock the door. “Sooo…” Tara started, clasping her hands behind her back. MC turned slowly and came to rest her hands on her hips curiously. “Sooo?” She mimicked. Tara rocked her weight from her heel to the balls of her feet a few times as she thought of what to say.

“What does this make us?” She asked, a bit shyly. But her insecurities simmered down to nothing when MC smiled. “Well, it’s definitely more than coworkers. And best friends can be close, but I don’t know if best friends are usually uh…cum on your thigh in an alleyway close-” "Oh my gosh.” Tara put her face in her hands, listening to a jovial laugh. Warm and gentle hands delicately encouraged her to show her face again, met with a sweet smile and a hopeful gaze.

“There’s a word I’m thinking of. And I mean, friend is part of the word.” She said. Tara snorted and giggled. “Is it…girlfriends?” She asked. MC gasped and picked Tara suddenly up by the waist. 

“Ding ding ding! We have a winner! She’s a winner ladies and gents!” The woman declared, all while Tara laughed. She was let down gently, keeping her arms around MC’s neck, and the MC’s hands around her waist. A moment of blissful and joyful silence passed between them, before Tara bit at her lip. She gently turned a dangling earring between her index and thumb as it hung from MC’s ear, slowly pulling her gaze to her girlfriend’s. “Second question.” She whispered.

“Go for it, pretty girl.” MC replied. “Sooo, about your plan about what we would do when we got here…something about doing it uhm, right?” Tara teased. She let out a squeak and a laugh when she was suddenly pulled over a sturdy shoulder. She kept laughing when she was gently tossed on top of a plush mattress, only stopping when the weight of her girlfriend came up on top of her, pressing a kiss to her mouth again. “Hey Tara?” MC whispered.

“Hmm?” “Remember to thank your cards after all this.”

[the-bee-hive-system0-0]

Hello and Welcome to the Bee Hive System!!!☆☆☆

we are a minor-bodied, DID system

Pacific-Islander and Religiously Athiest, Most alters are either Athiest or Agnostic Religiously.

We are/have (all professionally diagnosed and/or medically recognized)

Autistic

ADHD

DID (and obv CPTSD)

Anxiety

Depression

Chronic Back Pain

Tic Disorder *unspecified*

Bulimia+Anorexia (Recovering)

Intros are tagged #alter intro

Sals Personal Blog: @i-c-p-sal

Pikos Personal Blog: @pikos-princess-palace

Vent Blog: @glued-down-wings (MASSIVE TW)

Positivity Blog: @sweet-honey-positivity-blog

Our simplyplural is The-Bee-Hive-System if you'd like to friend us^^^

Credit to @elfbar-baby for dividers

And @the-firefly-jar-system for post base

DNI

basic DNI criteria (racist, homophobic, transphobic, ableist, sexist, ect)

anti xenogender/neopronoun

radqueer and supporters

maps, necrosis, zoos, and supporters

endos/tulpas and supporters

anti otherkin/therian

believes that aros, aces, neopronouns, xenogenders, straight trans people don't belong in the lgbtq+ community

truscum/transmed

proshippers

Let us know if we missed anything or if you have any questions!

[the-inkwell-variable]

𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪'𝕣𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘… 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞

𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘹𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘳, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘤𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺. 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘨𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘶𝘦'𝘴 𝘨𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘭 - 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘩𝘢𝘮 𝘬𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺, 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 ��𝘰𝘹𝘪𝘤 𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘹𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥. 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘦𝘸. 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥. 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘥. 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘺. 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦. 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘮, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘺 - 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 - 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳. 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯. 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 - 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦? 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘩𝘢𝘮 𝘬𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭?

𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕣𝕡𝕤𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕣

-- -- -- [ a batman/train to busan crossover fanfiction by the_inkwell_variable ]

GENRE :: fanfiction | horror | action | mild romance sideplots

THEMES :: revenge, survival of the fittest, heroism, desperation, chaos and disruption, death and transformation, vulnerability, betrayal, whump

CHARACTERS :: batman, robin!tim, oracle!barbara, nightwing!dick, arkham knight!jason, scarecrow, fem!oc's, masc!oc's, two-face, penguin, deathstroke, riddler, catwoman, various unnamed goons and thugs

WARNINGS :: body horror, violence, blood&gore, suicide, death, severe injuries, sex, major character deaths TAG LIST :: DM me to be +/- -- -- -- @stolen-breath

DIVIDER BY @elfbar-baby!