#if i tag this as furry stuff will i get more attention

[parkercore-69]

fuck you! *humanises yur mae and gregg*

[emma-is-swaggy-and-epic]

Self promo UwU

Hey y'all, i just finished writing chapter 10 of my original story mundane believers and it's up on wattpad! It will be up on arts and OCs amino as well very soon :33333

This is the second to last chapter of the story so y'all will be able to read the whole, complete story in about a month or two xD

Please check it out! It's got cryptids and LGBTQ people in it!

If i'm being honest though most of the story is kinda cringe and i'm actually JUST starting to actually get good at writing so....idk, enjoy anyway

[fuctacles]

Steddie Wiggly Wednesday

@katyawriteswhump tagged me last week and I recently caught up with Good Omens so I had to spit this out of my brain.

Steve sighs from his perch on the cloud for the umpteenth time in the last ten minutes.

"If 'demons bad' then why are they so..."

"Hairy?" Robin picks up, scrunching her nose in distaste. 

"I'm hairy," he points out, eyes not moving from his target. 

"But you're hairy-hairy and he's like..." she waves her hand. "Furry-hairy!!"

"Yeah," he agrees, but his next sigh doesn't sound like he's sharing her opinion. 

She looks down to ensure they're talking about the same creature. There, on Earth, a demon is talking to a group of kids; his hair is wild, and his hands move frantically as he speaks. 

"Yeah, I don't see it."

====

Eddie freezes in his tracks at the unexpected sight before him. An Angel is fighting in the clearing, slaying the pests that escaped from Hell and therefore beating him at his job. He's not complaining, considering the upstairs had sent the most sinfully hot Angel in their midst.

Keeping his distance, he observes the uneven battle, the sprays of dark blood bursting with each swing of a mace. It's quite an unconventional weapon for an Angel, giving him a more feral, barbaric look than Eddie's used to see from Heaven's emissaries. 

The last of the creatures turns into dust, and the Angel straightens up, chest heaving.

He's covered in blood. 

His pristine white wings are dripping with red and when he spits out with distaste, as some of the gore had reached his face and mouth, Eddie falls to his knees.

Thank Satan he was never given genitals or this would be embarrassing.

It must have attracted the Angel's attention because the next thing he knows, he's shadowing over him. 

"Are you alright?"

All Angels look at Demons like they're dust at the bottom of their sparkly robes. But not this one. His eyes are soft and curious. 

"I don't know," Eddie admits. "Heaven had sent me the most tempting and sinful view, as if I could fall a second time."

"Oh." The Angel's cheeks flush, a sight never seen before, not that Eddie knows of. "I don't know about that," he chuckles nervously. Then, he reaches out a hand, still slightly bloodied but unmistakably angelic. Eddie looks at it with wide eyes. 

"Coming in once..."

He accepts the help and gets pulled back into a standing position. 

"I was just surprised you'd touch a Demon," he says.

"We're made of the same stuff," the Angel shrugs. He's still holding his hand and shakes it gently. "I'm Steve."

"Eddie."

"Have you ever had human coffee, Eddie?" Steve smiles at him, pearly white despite the blood staining his face. 

"Not all of them," he answers truthfully, wondering if the intention behind an invitation like that is supposed to mirror humans. 

"Perfect. I'd love to show you a place."

He hopes it does.

tagging: @stevesjockstrap @penny00dreadful @frankenstein-ate-my-left-shoe @doublecherrypiediscosuperfly @kallisto-k

[adalwolfgang]

Cat King relationship headcanons…

A/n: I’ve yet to watch the series, I’ve only seen edits (so this might not be accurate to his character) and I’m disappointed that there isn’t no fanfiction of this character with the amount of simps I see on tiktok. (It’s me. I’m simps.)

Hopefully this will encourage the fandom to make x reader stuff cause omg I need more.

Tags: @vixemi <- inspired by their recent post lol.

Loves any attention you give him.

Positive or negative, he still enjoys it deep down.

Likes any kind of pda.

Or any physical contact for that matter.

Enjoys having you sit on his throne while he’s in his cat form, sitting on your lap and receiving cuddles and such.

When he’s in his human form, he lets you sit on his lap while his hands are exploring all parts of your body.

Sexual or not he enjoys the contact.

Sometimes he’ll lay his head in your lap and let you run your hands through his hair and scalp.

If it’s quiet enough, you can hear him purring.

I like to think whenever you both go to sleep, it’s basically a cat pile every night.

Especially during the winter.

All his cats cuddle with the both of you and everyone is accounted for.

While on the topic of his army of cats, he makes sure at least one is always following you if you ever go out to do anything.

While he claims it’s just for protecting you incase something were to happen, we all know it’s more than just that.

He seems like the jealous type.

Not to the yandere point but enough where he gets protective and jealous of any human that even shows interest in you.

Moving on..

He likes gifting you things.

No, not a dead bird or some furry rodent.

I’m talking trinkets of your interest, flowers, snacks, candy, jewelry.

Anything you want.

You tell him about an outfit you’re considering saving up money for?

It’s sitting somewhere you’ll find it the next day with a tag that says ‘-For the best’ or ‘-Purrfect just for you.’

I know he says he isn’t the “daddying type” but cmon…

He might not show it often but he does love spoiling you.

I believe that’s one of his ways to physically show you just how much he cares and loves you.

Oh that and sex.

If that’s something you’re into, he’s more than willing to please you in the bedroom.

If not, he’ll respect that boundary but will still make flirty remarks or jokes around you.

It would be such a waste not to.

Depending on if you’re into fashion or not, he’ll let you help him pick his outfits and such.

Or you let him pick your outfit for the day.

Either way you both look good at the end of the day.

[hazbin-but-good]

another hazbin hotel rewrite/redesign?

yup! and i'm so serious about it that i made a whole blog for it. i'm a white queer ex-cath tran doing this as an art and writing exercise, so feedback from other creatives + jewish and/or racialized folks is especially welcome.

i'm putting this post and only this post in the main tags for visibility. also, not gonna link my main, but i do make my own original stuff, and i encourage fans and haters alike to do the same.

anyway, here's a mostly good-faith 1.7k-word essay on the original. i think it's pretty funny and brings up some less talked-about points. correct me on the facts, disagree with my opinions, and ask clarifying questions, but don't come at me with any piss-poor reading comprehension.

the hellaverse is garbage, and here's why

cw: strong language, stronger opinions, intersectional feminist critical discourse analysis

1. vivienne medrano, the person

medrano was born as a well-off white-passing latina (salvadoran-american) in bougieass frederick, maryland. while attending new york's top art school, she got popular on deviantart-tumblr-twitter by being a prolific multifandom fujoshi furry who's more into ornamental character design than storytelling. upon graduation, she leveraged her fanbase and industry connections to make the hazbin and helluva boss pilots, get helluva made for youtube, and get hazbin made for amazon prime.

like every woman online, she gets harassed for no good reason, and as a certified autist, i will defend her right to be dumb, weird, annoying, and bad with words. however, there are legit reasons to criticize her:

racism, misogyny, homophobia, fatphobia, some antisemitism, past transphobia, past ableism

shitty boss, bad friend

cowardly, vindictive, manipulative, thoughtless behavior

skeevy friends

sucks at taking criticism

in short, i think she desperately needs a PR person and someone to clean up her digital footprint.

2. medrano's art

incurious

inauthentic

noncommittal

creatively stagnant

overindulgent, and the indulgence isn't even fun

shallow and childish framed as complex and mature

bland and boring framed as shocking and subversive

to be clear, i'm at peace with the existence of suckass art like this; i just think the money, attention, and praise it gets are unearned and should go to more interesting works, of which there are infinite.

medrano's had the time, money, and social cache to grow as an artist, learn from the best, and take creative risks, but she hasn't. if she truly has nothing more to offer, she should let her collaborators take the wheel, but she doesn't do that either. instead, she keeps getting more and more resources to make the same baby bullshit, and that pisses me off. she could be the nicest person ever, and this fundamental arrogance would still make her art blow.

stop with the pointless guilt: liking medrano's work does not make you stupid or evil. however, if you stay in the kiddie pool of culture, if you refuse to engage with a diversity of art, if the hellaverse is your point of reference for anything media-related, you can't expect to have your opinions on art, media, or culture taken seriously. you have not earned a seat at the table. you gotta hit the books first.

i cannot emphasize enough how much incredible stuff is out there if you're willing to look further than what social media and streaming services put right in front of you. if you come away from this blog having learned about just one new artist or piece of art, i'll be a happy camper.

3. the hellaverse

a. empty and confused

hazbin and helluva's content and marketing has no clear target audience. the subjects are inappropiate for teens, but the execution is too childish for adults, and lemme tell you what i don't mean by that, first.

not inherently inappropriate for teens:

sex and sexuality

violence, including when it intersects with the above

politics and religion

not inherently childish:

animation (any style)

comedy

episodic writing and/or loose continuity

young characters

fun, happiness, optimism, the power of friendship, cuteness, tenderness, sincerity, etc.

what i mean is that these shows are literally about adult characters who fuck, smoke, drink, do drugs, go clubbing, work full-time, manage their own finances, and deal with stuff like bureaucracy, sexual violence, domestic abuse, marriage, divorce, late adoption, and family estrangement.

however, none of these "adult" things are given enough specificity to create drama or comedy. it's all too stock, vague, flat, weirdly sanitized, and thus utterly banal—pure aesthetics on top of bad saturday morning cartoons. it's exactly what i'd expect from a sheltered disney kid who needs to log off and get into their local gay scene ASAP so their only contact with things like poverty, policing, addiction, and sex work stops being facile movies and TV.

if the shows were aware of this and played with it, that could be amazing, but they're not. they give you the mickey mouse version of the world with a straight face and then play looney tunes sound effects to try to make you laugh and sad_violin.mp3 to try to make you cry. now that's funny.

b. old and tired

let's make like americans and pretend that the rest of the world doesn't exist. even within the confines of the USA, home of the hays code, the red scare, and reaganite propaganda, this neopuritan fascist state ruled by 1000 megachurches in a trenchcoat, the indie/underground animation scene has been doing crazier shit for decades. anti-war films in the 60's, bakshi movies in the 70's, the simpsons shorts and r-rated movies in the 80's, adult swim and MTV in the 90's, flash/newgrounds/youtube in the 00's, streaming in the 2010's—so what are we doing in the 2020's with this wet white rice drowned in expired ketchup? i feel crazy making this point because it's obvious if you've watched these things, but if you haven't, you're gonna be like "well, there's gotta be something new here". no! there isn't! in the words of jimmy "the scot" jordan, nothing, nothing, NOTHING!

c. ideological purgatory

actually, there is one thing in these shows i've never seen before: the presbysterianism. shout out some interesting or at least intentional presbysterian art in the comments, because the way these ideas are presented here is not compelling. it just makes the rainbow neoliberalism even more confusing and contradictory.

i guess the big presbysterian things are protestanism, calvinism, and, uh, big church government? presbysterians, get your shit together. get your brand down. catholics have BDSM and vampires, evangelicals have TV and corporatism; what do you have? celtic crosses? no wonder medrano has such uninspired ideas on divinity.

d. queer deficiency

when i look at a piece of art, i ask myself: "what does this give me that i can't get from the hunchback of notre dame (1996)?" if the answer is as limp as "uhh, gay people, i guess", i can probably look for my gay shit elsewhere and rewatch the hunchback of notre dame (1996) in the meantime.

but let's say that you have no standards. you've been waiting for ages for a show about gays by the gays for the gays, and by god you're gonna get it. this is it! here we go! time for some

generic twink obliteration

male sexuality as aggression and dominance displays

WLW (sex and chemistry not included)

a couple straight femdoms

and the stalest sex jokes known to man

...yeah, it's not very queer. and by "queer", i mean "questioning or subverting gender norms (including sexual roles) within a given cultural context regardless of creator identity and intent". i'm not a queer studies scholar so LMK if there's a more specific term for this, but whatever you call it, it's not in the hellaverse much.

there's not even any transness, literal or metaphorical, just ancient drag jokes. i guess the writers thought we would've been too controversial. so much for an indie animation studio that prides itself in the diversity of its staff both above and below the line, bakshi-style. i wonder how medrano, a bisexual woman, would've felt if told that a lesbian main couple in hazbin would be "too controversial".

4. spindlehorse and the vivziepop brand

spindlehorse toons underpays its overworked staff and keeps outsourcing more and more labor to even more overworked freelancers overseas to cut costs. a rainbow sweatshop is still a sweatshop, and just because these practices may be "industry standard" doesn't make them any more ethical.

the studio has also been repeatedly accused by current and former employees and contractors of creating a hostile and abusive workplace. AFAIK, it still has no dedicated HR person, and victims are too afraid of retaliation like blacklisting and online harassment to speak out.

this is exactly the stuff that unions exist to prevent. as i'm writing this, the IATSE (the parent union of TAG, which is the parent union of all US animation unions) is negotiating with entertainment industry executives for better working conditions, and if the execs fuck around like last year, it's strike time again. so watch this space, voice your support, and don't cross any picket lines.

i hope spindlehorse unionizes, but until then and for these reasons, i don't think you should give money to the company.

first of all, all content on amazon-owned platforms is ok to pirate, and all youtube ads are ok to block. everyone involved in making the episodes has (or should have) been paid upfront, so you're not taking the bread out of anyone's mouth.

next, let's look at the succulent offerings of the official vivziepop merch shop:

$10 pins and keychains

$15 sticker packs

$20 mugs and acrylic cutouts

$25 shirts

$30 metal cards (not even tarot)

$40 lounge pants

$50 mini backpacks

random $80 skateboard deck

forgive my latin americanness, but this is all stuff you can get made by a local metalsmith, print/sublimation shop, or just crafty people in your life. it's cheaper, customizable, and better for the environment to skip all the shipping and packaging. also, not painting your own skateboard is poser shit.

the hazbin website also has $15 pins, one $20 keychain, and $6 trading card packs. people are weird about trading cards, so if for some reason you wanna gamble for a mass-produced bit of cardboard, plastic, and tinfoil, at least bulk-order for all the vivziepoppers in your area so it's less of a huge waste. better yet, trace the designs and make infinite bootlegs.

at the end of the day, buying merch is not activism. your bulk order of trading cards will not save any wage slaves from getting evicted from their overpriced studio apartments. however, the shop links you to all the credited artists/designers, and more of your bucks will actually reach them if you buy their designs directly, then turn them into body pillows or life-sized bronze statues or whatever the fuck.

go through the credits of any episode of helluva or hazbin, and you'll find even more creatives you might wanna support. get jinkx monsoon's albums on CD. subscribe to actually good artist, animator, and composer gooseworx. lots of voice actors now have patreon, cameo, or self-hosted pages where you can write better lines for their characters and have them read it. these things may not look as shiny as Official Merch™, but we all need less plastic shit and more culture anyway.

[aquagirl1978]

Little Lion Man

Pairing: Leon Dompteur x Reader

Prompt: Day 1 (Love), Day 4 (Brothers) and Day 6 (Dance) for Leon Dompteur Sequel Route Release event (hosted by me)

Word count: 1330

Tags: Fluff (with a brief appearance from Chevalier, Jin and Leon's young son)

A/N: This fic was inspired by Leon's recent Halloween gacha card in JP as well as @ikeprinces-stuff artwork with an alternate Leon costume that can be seen HERE. Jin and Chevalier's gacha cards are also referenced throughout the fic.

“You are going to be the cutest little lion cub at tonight’s party!” you squealed as you adjusted the lion ears on top of your son’s head.

“Do you think Papa will like my costume?”

“Like it? He will love it!” You picked your son up in your arms, thankful he was still light enough for you to carry, and held him against your chest as you both looked in the mirror. “I think Uncle Yves did a great job with both of our costumes this year, don’t you think?”

Your son looked up at you and smiled. “You will be the prettiest bunny rabbit tonight, Mama.” He looked back into the mirror and opened his mouth wide to let out a tiny little roar. “And I will be the fiercest lion at the ball!”

Beaming with joy, you put your son down and took his little furry paw in yours. “Are you ready to go to a party now?”

He jumped up and down excitedly; his smile, bright as the sun, was a near replica of his father’s. “But where’s Papa?”

You looked out the nearby window, the darkening skies telling you it was already getting late in the day. “He said he had something to do before the party, and that he would meet us there.”

*****

“This is what you came to my office for, Black?” Chevalier let out an exasperated sigh as his ice blue eyes met Leon’s amber eyes in a cold stare.

“Yes! This is an important matter!”

“Your ridiculous costume does not concern me,” Chevalier remarked, his eyes returning to the documents on his desk. 

“I found out that Silvio is going to the Halloween Ball as a vampire.  I was supposed to go as a vampire. I’m the King, I can’t be wearing the same costume as someone else!”

“I don’t think you’ll have that problem now,” Chevalier commented with a smirk. “I can assure you, no one else will be dressed like that tonight. Although, the color is very fitting for you, Black.”

Leon grumbled loudly at being called this nickname, but refused to dwell on it. Unfortunate as it was, he needed Chevalier’s help.

“Please. You read more books than anyone I know.”

“Yes. And you read none.”

“That’s not the point,” Leon growled. “I’m asking for your help.” 

Chevalier straightened in his seat and rested his chin in the palm of his hand, his icy gaze silently saying speak.

“Belle read a story to me the other night. It was about a masked, sword-wielding hero and his swashbuckling adventures.”

“And this is who you are supposed to be?” Chevalier asked wide-eyed.

“Yes! His name was…ah, Zoso or something?”

Chevalier was polite enough to cover his mouth when he snickered. “You mean Zorro.”

“Isn’t that what I said?” No, wait. Don’t answer that.” Leon pulled out the rapier that was sheathed at his waist and dramatically flipped his dark cape. “I am Zorro, the dashing masked vigilante!”

Leon put down the rapier and stared at Chevalier. “That was believable, right?”

“The masked part certainly was.”

Leon’s brows knitted in frustration. “You’re a bully. You know that, right?”

“You’re the one who came to me,” Chevalier replied with a snort of laughter before returning his attention to the papers on his desk.

“Oh hey, Chevalier. What costume are you wearing tonight?”

“Evil demon,” he replied without looking up from his desk.

“Ah, well, that makes perfect sense. You could go as yourself, no need to even dress up,” Leon muttered under his breath as he made his way towards the door.

“I know,” Chevalier called out. 

Leon didn’t have to turn around to know there was a wicked grin plastered on the face of the second prince.

*****

“Have you seen Leon?” you asked Jin when you ran into him at the dessert table.

Jin looked around the room slowly, looking for his younger brother. “I haven’t seen him since I got to the ball. When I saw him earlier, he did mention he might be a little late this evening.”

“Did Papa forget about the ball?” a quiet little voice asked.

Jin crouched down and held out a lollipop to his nephew. “I’m sure your Papa didn’t forget. I wouldn’t be surprised if he was still at his desk, finishing up some work that just couldn’t wait until tomorrow.”

Still crouched, Jin noticed a familiar figure dressed in black approaching. Leon held a finger to his mouth, to which Jin gave a quick wink.

Standing off to the side, you smiled as you watched Leon walk on tiptoe, trying to surprise his young son.

Jin leaned in closer to his nephew, whispering loudly in his ear. “I heard there will be many mysterious visitors at the ball tonight. Some might be friend, others foe. I need you to be on high alert and let me know if you see anyone suspicious. Can you do that for me, buddy?”

“Yes, Uncle Jin,” the small boy answered seriously.

“I think it's best if you turn around then. You won't be much of a lookout if all you're doing is looking at me,” he said. He put his hands on his nephew's shoulders, ready to turn him around at the right moment. “On my count. One, two…three!”

On three, Jin spun the young prince just as Leon was a few feet away.

“Papa!” the boy exclaimed, breaking from his uncle's hold and running to his father.

“Whose Papa? I don't recall raising a lion cub!” Leon scooped his son up in a big bear hug, gently tickling him until he began to squirm with laughter.

“It's me, it's me,” he squealed in between peals of laughter.

“What do you think?” Leon winked, gesturing to his costume. “Do you know who I am?”

“Yes. You're Zoso, the dashing, masked vigilante from the book Mama read to us!”

Leon threw back his head and let out a loud roar of laughter. 

Like father, like son, he thought to himself as he pulled his son into another hug.

“Hey!” Leon called to you, extending his hand. “Don't think you're hopping away so fast!”

Joining him in a tight hug, your heart filled with warmth. “I thought you were going to be a vampire,” you whispered in Leon's ear.

“It's a long story, I'll tell you later.” After Leon set the tiny lion cub on the ground, breaking the family hug, his hand searched for yours. “I heard…” he started in a very excited voice, “that there is a haunted maze out in the gardens. Who wants to go?”

“I do, I do!” cried a young voice.

“And you, my bunny?” Leon asked with a smirk. 

“If you're going, I'm going.”

“Hey, what about me?” Jin asked, a small pout forming on his lips.

Leon looked over his older brother for a minute. “ I'm not sure they're letting in any lazy mummies this year…” Leon let Jin stew only a few moments before clapping him on the shoulder with a wide smile. “Lucky for you though, your brother happens to be king.”

Leon led the group to the haunted gardens, his hand still clasped in yours, while Jin and the young prince ran up ahead.

“I was really looking forward to seeing you as a vampire tonight,” you said, trying to mask your disappointment.

“Oh?” 

“Not that this costume doesn't look amazing, but….” you smiled at Leon, “…you know…”

“Know what?”

“Vampires…biting….” you replied, quickly looking away as you felt heat rise to your cheeks.

Leon pulled you closer, so close he could feel that heat as he whispered to you.  “I can always change later. I still have the vampire costume.”

“Let's hurry then,” you said softly, not wanting to be heard by anyone but your husband.

Leon quickened his pace, excited to continue the haunted festivities. His arm wound around your waist as thoughts of what this evening would later bring were already dancing in his head.

Tagging: @redheadkittys @alixennial @rhodolitesroseforclavis @chaosangel767 @queengiuliettafirstlady

@queen-dahlia @ikehoe @ikemen-writer @talfollowingstuff @kpop-and-otome

@kisara-16 @altairring @lucyw260 @lordsisterxotome @umi-adxhira

@crypticbibliophile @lancelotscloak @tele86 @nightfoxqueen @melodiousramblings

@wendolrea @aceuuuu @randonauticrap @aria-chikage @nightghoul381

@maries-gallery @xbalayage @xenokiryu @alydra @drachonia

@ranhanabi777 @silver-dahlia @lunaaka @portrait-ninja @sh0jun

@ikesenwritings @justpeachyteastea @kalims-pessimist-bestie @shadowylakes     @writingwhimsey  

@ikeprinces-stuff @candiedcoffeedrops     @kookie-my-little-sunshine

[countrymusiclover]

1 - Being the New Neighbor

Part 2

Dr. Redheaded Neighbor

Tag list @annieradcliff

Holding one large box in one arm I had two smaller ones on top of it. I hit the front desk button on the outside of the building hoping someone would be coming soon. I was nowhere near done unpacking my car and I had my best furry friend sitting at my feet. “Don’t worry, Maxon. Somebody should be coming to let us in.”

“Do you need some help?” Glancing over my shoulder I heard a guy’s voice call out for my attention.

I hesitated to hope I could do it myself. I had decided to move out at the age of eighteen with myself, my dog and some money to my name before I headed to basic training. “Oh no. I um - think I have it.”

“I don’t know about that. I’ve only lived here for a few months but it’s rare most people are mingling in the lobby this late at night.” The guy explained walking up the small set of stairs to stand beside me.

I pressed the button again looking through the small glass of the door not seeing anyone. “I’m really fine. We’re gonna be fine.”

“We. So, what’s this guy's name?” The stranger eyed the dog laying at my feet. Maxon lifted his head when the guy bent down reaching forward to touch his fur to which I gave a head nod in agreement. “Hey bud, I’m Will. Uh - I actually should be introducing myself to you first I suppose.”

I groaned, getting tired of holding the boxes in my arms. “Ugh! Sorry I didn’t think to introduce myself but clearly you seem to be right about nobody working at the front desk.”

“Oh here, let me help you.” Will rose to his feet sliding a key card in front of the scanner before the door was unlocked. He reaches over taking the boxes from my arms.

“You don’t have to take those.”

He responds. “It’s no big deal. Can you get the door though?”

“Sure. Maxon, come.” I patted my leg signaling him to follow me when I held the second door open for Will to walk through and we followed after his heels before letting the door shut behind me. “Thank you, Will. I can take it from here.”

He set the boxes down, eyeing me. “Do you live in this building? I haven’t seen you around before Ms...”

“I actually just got my keys to live here a few hours ago. So, I guess that makes us neighbors.” I tucked a piece of hair behind my ear, sticking my hand out towards him. “Mallory. Mallory Easton.”

He shakes my hand smiling. “William Halstead. But I prefer everyone to call me Will.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Will. Oh, and you’ve already met my dog Maxon here.” I gesture my freehand down to my dog who was sitting at my feet with his tail slightly wagging back and forth.

Will bends down picking up the boxes a second time tilting his head towards the stairwell that was near us figuring it was more comfortable if we weren’t just chatting in the lobby. “Why don’t we get the rest of your stuff upstairs and then we can keep chatting over some late-night coffee or something.”

“That sounds good to me.” I agreed with what he offered, and we went upstairs until we were standing outside of my room number 218. I opened the door with my key feeling slightly embarrassed that there was a bunch of boxes scattered about. I wasn’t planning for company so this must look like a tornado hit here. “I’m sorry the place is a wreck.”

Will sat the stack of boxes on the ground next to some others dusting his hands off on his blue jacket. “It’s okay. You’re just moving in. No biggy.”

“Yeah I guess so. I’m just embarrassed cause I wasn’t expecting company.” I shrugged my shoulders hearing Maxon rummaging around one of his toy boxes finding a red fireheighdrent toy. He held it in his mouth and just started throwing it around like crazy so we could hear the annoying squeaking clearly.

Will chuckled flashing a cheeky smile. “He sure likes that toy doesn’t he?”

“One of his favorites yeah.” I glanced down at my phone seeing it was getting close to midnight. “Hey Will, I should probably let you go it’s getting late.”

He waved his hands at me in defense. “Not for me. I work in the ED, never a normal eight hour work day for me.”

“Oh wow.” I gasped not expecting that from him but I then eyed the clothing he wore which was a pair of red scrubs underneath his coat that I hadn’t noticed until now. He had auburn hair and deep brown eyes making him not too bad on the eyes to look at, but of course I’d never say that.

He pulled me from my train of thought. “Hey I think I’ve got some beers stashed away in my apartment. Would you want to share one with me. Toast to being new neighbors and all.”

“Sure. That’d be great.” I accepted so our first night there Maxon and I spent it with him, never knowing our lives would change forever after what happened when I went into serve.

5 years later

Blinking my eyes open I felt my body laying on a table. I could hear some ringing in my head and I felt like I had an intense headache for an unknown reason. I attempted to look around the room seeing I was in the medical tent on the base. Trying to sit up the tent flaps opened revealing our head medic Owen who rushed over to me. “Woah Easton, lay back down. You need to rest.”

“Dr. Owen, I’m fine.” I told him trying to get off the table again.

He puts his hands on my shoulders making me look him in the eye. “Do you remember what happened on mission 5025?”

“You mean the one we went on a few days ago. Of course. Maxon and I were responsible for locating the bombs before the response team went in to catch the cult leader.”

The doctor scanned his eyes over my face. “Do you know what the outcome was?”

“Yes. We – uh wait a second. I don’t remember it at all.” I tried wracking my brain around it but there was nothing.

Dr. Owen tapped my shoulder before the tent flap opened again and I watched someone walk in with Maxon being on a leash. “Ms. Easton, I think it’s best for you medically to take some time off. Until we figure out what happened to you.”

“Ms. Easton, we’ll have your stuff prepared for you to go home for a few months. And Maxon is cleared to go with you as well.” The guy uncliped the leash from his dog collar and he ran to me putting his paws on my knees that were underneath a blanket.

Maxon moved his nose around staying on my right leg and nipping at it. I lifted the blanket curious as to what he was smelling and then I saw the reason for them asking me to leave for a little while. “Maxon, what is it boy. Oh wow – this is what you were talking about isn’t it doc?”

“Yes ma’am it is.” Doc Owen trailed off, lowering his gaze to the leg brace that was wrapped around my right leg. There was a bandage on my knee underneath the brace and my guess was it was because a bullet hit me the wrong way on the mission I couldn’t remember.

A few days later Maxon and I were riding the down exsculator with a bunch of people leaving or coming back in the Chicago airport. I carried my backpack on my left shoulder as we walked through the lobby looking for some food since we hadn’t been able to eat on the plane. “So, what do you want to eat, Maxon. Chicken, burgers or something else – woah hey Maxon. Maxon no!”

Maxon bolts away from my side and towards the direction of where we had come from the baggage claim. I bolted into a run after him as best as I could not used to the brace slowly me down. His paws scraped across the tile floor unit I saw a guy in a dark blue jacket get tackled to the ground and he bared his teeth down to the stranger. “Ugh!”

“Maxon – shit sir I’m so sorry. Maxon get off him. I’m – Will?” I wrapped my arms around his waist trying to yank him off until I saw the guys face in clear view over Mason’s head.

The doctor chuckled not bothered by it. “Long time no see, Mallory.” I slumped my shoulders confused on how he had even found him with this many different smells around us. Yet regardless I had to admit I had missed a certain Halstead brother.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[scribblers-shadowlands-arc]

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Quick introduction to help break the ice. I’m Morrigan 29 yo Futch Trans Woman. On hrt since Feb 2023. Love storytelling both written and visual (Art, Books, Manga, Video Games, etc). I also write and draw myself.

Lifting heavy things for fun and so I won’t fall apart. I will princess carry you if you ask nicely.

@en-bitch is my lovely girlfriend 😌 

Now you know me a little bit, so let’s get to the meat of things. This blog is adult themed. It exists as an outlet for exploration of my gender identity and sexuality and some other similar things.

There will be occasional memes and sfwish reblogs and posts.

Biting, pawing, scratching and other ways to show attention or affection when reblog\comment on my photos are appreciated 

| Minor pls Do Not Interact. I understand you are interested in this stuff, but I could get in trouble because of you, and I rather not.  |

| Addition on age interaction. Thought about it for some time. Irl I not gonna flirt with anybody younger 21-22. It's just arbitrary line I draw for comfort of my mind and safety of both sides.

Online spaces however create a degree of separation and sort of safety (and let be honest it's unlikely we meet irl) It's make it sort of safe-ish playground for exploring and learning about oneself. I sure figured some stuff about myself that way. So it's okay to hit me up if you about 20-ish plus minus. But if I start to feel uncomfortable or feel that I crossing some lines, I gonna pull away (I will communicate that)

If you 18 we can talk on the subject of sex, gender expression, etc. But I not gonna sext or flirt with you, sorry. Get this one year of "oh shit I'm an adult now" before doing something in online spaces with soon to be 30 yo |

I’m a bisexual t4t both, sapphic, enby. I lean significantly to femme presenting people. But I love me some hot mascs too.

Switch and verse. 

Polyam? I figuring this one out since I started transition. But I think I am. For now at least in a way that I will be okay not to be a single partner for my loved one. But not sure that I'll be able manage more then one romantic connection.

For subs who wanna message me. I’m not that experienced domme in a sense of kink, so I may fumble a bit, but hey we are here to have some fun, so I hope it won't be a big deal for you. 

For dommes, I have like 0 experience of being sub. But um Hiii? 

Titles that work for me so far: ma’am, miss, baby. List may grow. No masculine titles pls

Oh, by the way. I have a demi-human sona, soooo I guess I qualify as furry, not kitten or a puppy (although I may respond for that) but more of a dragon lineage. I still figure out this part of me, so this section is under construction. 

DM’s and asks are open. If we are not mutuals it’s better to ask first before writing something spicy in my DM’s. Mutuals don’t be shy to write to me, I am not scary.

List of kinks - that will definitely grow [ + as domme, - as sub, & for both ]:

Petplay&, intox&?,  bondage&, praise&, cnc&, scent&, pain&, breeding - (not sure for +), nursing&, breath play&

If something is unlisted I either am not sure about it yet and was too lazy to add or it’s no go and I was too lazy to add it. So probably ask before go full throttle on unlisted stuff with me.

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[secret-donut-whore]

If you're shy, just like this post, and I'll message you first :3

Howdy! :3

This blog was originally for kink stuffs (and still mostly is) but is now just random stuff i think is neat :3

Im 20 years old :3 Minors DNI, blank or ageless profiles will probs be blocked. Also I'm Irish :3 maybe NB but no time for that right now.

If you dont wanna chat about kinky stuff I love history, writing, reading (particularly fantasy novels), video games, and table top games :3 I also love learning new things so come rant to me about random shit :3

Be warned, I do fall in love with the slightest bit of attention ;3

Also I love you if your kinks are weird and strange, you can use me as an outlet to be weird and strange

As for kinky stuff there isn't much that is a turn off, I'm pretty open minded :3 Im also huge into petplay, mommy dom stuffs, feederism, forcefem, furrys, incest, tf, and othet weird stuff

Pics of me are tagged "pics of me" (try not to get overwhelmed by my creative skills)

My favourite dinosaur is the spinosaurus btw

Will add more to this eventually

[fictionkin-art-gallery]

Introductions:

Welcome to the Fictionkin Art Gallery!

I am so glad to have you here! Please, make yourself comfortable. Look around. See if something of mine catches your attention.

I will be your host for the duration of your stay. Although, you may simply call me River or simply refer to me as "The Artist". I'm nineteen, if that matters to you.

DNI:

Unfortunately if you fall under this criteria, I will have to ask you to politely leave the premises:

Bigots, Anti-Furries/Anti-Therians/Anti-'kin/Etc, RadQueers, Dangerous/Problematic Paraphiles, Endos.

Subject to change (likely more to be added).

Requests:

Now allow me to show you how things work around here. In my fine gallery, the art comes to you.

Simply put in a request for me to draw your kintype(s) or F/Os, and you shall find what you seek. I am only willing to draw three or less people in one request.

Please do not spam requests. I want everyone to get the art they want.

Keep it SFW in terms of sexual stuff, of course. And NO illegal relationships.

I am willing and able to draw blood, violence, injury, scarring, and things that include kin trauma if requested.

Answer the following questions in your request:

1. Who do you want me to draw? Must be a kintype and/or F/O. (Provide name/media for tagging purposes.) (Provide reference if possible.)

2. What pose(s) do you want? (Provide reference if possible)

3. Do you wish for a specific background? (Warning: Takes longer)

3. Color or no color? (Warning: Takes longer)

Reminder: I do this for free and for fun, so there may be requests that I can't do/don't want to do. I am allowed to deny those requests.

Extras:

My friend makes fictionkin art like mine! Just a lot *more* violent, go check him out! :D

@beatthemwithabatart

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@chokingonchairs

[smugpugchimera]

Goodday, I have a question abt your ocs Ghawa and Atla.

First i want to know wich is wich, i dunno if Ghawa is the moth or the scolopendra.

And can we have crumbs of their relationship dinamic please 🥺? Or how they met? (Ofc if that doesnt expose too much of the story you are planning)

As always, thank you for your time and being huge inspirations as another furry bug lover

Hii!! Thanks a lot of asking ^^

In short summary, I charaterise their relationships as a "Unexpected summer romance full of exploration" :)

Ghawa is the moth! She's based on lime hawk moth and oleander hawk moth. She's kind of a monster hunter kind of deal. Many bug settlements have buros that basically deal with dangerous beasts and pests of magical origin, cause there's metric ton of weird shit all around.

Well, at some point, a creature popped up in the forest near the province Ghawas buro opetates at, and gave local farmers a good scare. It was somewhat unusual in it's behavior, and really peaksled our moth huntresses' attention. She got a warrant for this gig and was on her way to capture the peculiar beast.

So, Atla was actually the beast Ghawa was hunting! But as you may have guessed, things didn't quite go that way 😅

On a side note, what is considered a "beast" is an extremely relative term, different beings throughout the lands have different relationships with other critters and mystical entities.

As have you noted, Atla is a centipede (scolopendra, specifically, yes), and they have established nomadic communities of their own on the far south of the place where the plot takes place. With communication and cultural exchange being sparce, there's definitely speciest tention present. That said, Atla is actually a very atypical member of her tribe, for many reasons. Centipedes are highly communal, not only is it not common for one to be so far from her homeland, it's even stranger that she lives seemingly, completely asocially in a forest. There're reasons for that, but I would go in there're yet :)

Ghawa is a skilled stalker and Loves her job. It was a matter of time before the two would meet.

It was not, however, in Ghawa's plans to encounter an entirely sapient and quite well versed being, while also, still, remarkably alien and beastly. In the confusion of the commotion, moths prey escaped, leaving her wondering.

One thing you should is that Ghawa is a fucking freak. That incident sent her to a total obsession mode of unfiltered personal curiosity. You can probably intuit what ensures from that :)

I would definitely love to delw more into their dynamic and Atlas' entire deal, but I think this post is long enough already, so I'll return to that a bit later~

I'll also be tagging these with #bugland from now on, and go back to tag similar stuff to this from before (there's not very much yet) to refer to later if questions get repeated 👌👍

upd: #bugland trivia for lore and asks specifically, and #bugland just the tag of the setting

[psychrodraws]

Does anyone else get a little lightheaded at how fast time moves or like, is that just me?

I dunno what to even say, like, I've been kinda hard on myself and my art as of late but taking this huge step back helped me realize, "wow, I'm kinda getting skilled???" warning for a bit of a yap session below.

I'm gonna be honest. I've been drawing for like, half my life, and I've loathed what I make the entire time. It's a dragon I've been chasing so long, I forgot what it even holds for me anymore. And my actual skills are NOT that of someone who's been drawing for 10+ years. It wasn't until this year really that I finally felt... it, you know?

I finally started to buckle down and learn myself some more fundamentals, not because "Oh I want to be an artist so I have to, isn't that just great? 🙄" but because for the first time in my LIFE I actually respected my art.

I wanted my art to be the best it could be not to "prove anything" to myself, or to make something so cool that'll become super popular, but because I was the main audience for the piece. My art, my style, the things I drew, they've been so unabashedly... me, that the fear of comparison or desire for attention just... stopped.

The power of OCxCanon brainrot, eh?

I'm not really a goal setter or a resolution maker, I've always found that if something is worth changing, it's worth changing whenever. BUT, I do have some goals and plans for 2025.

First off, I gotta STUDY more. Studying is fun and rewarding! I gotta stop acting like it isn't, especially when I have full agency over it.

Second... would you guys still love me if I made some OC content? Like, actual original stories and characters, not inserted into any existing stuff...? 🥺🥺🥺

Third is that in general I gotta draw something that isn't Pokemon or I'll die, I think.

Fourth, uh. I don't draw enough Marina and Penny. Penny's fallen to the side. Gonna fix that. Put Arven on the backburner.

Fifth, God help me I will learn how to draw furries. I am horrible at drawing snouts and animal heads. I will amend this.

That's all I got. Not gonna tag all this art but, it's all on my page under the #PsychroDraws tag if you wanna go find it.

If you've read this far reply with #BirdUp so I know who the real ones are.

[existentialcrisis-24-7]

My ocs Carmen, Jane, and Louise. I am still trying to figure out shapes and body types and whatnot, so I was experimenting.

little backstory stuff under the cut bc it was getting too long in the tags ✂️✂️✂️✂️

Batman's backstory, but without the emo and more trans. His parents died in a tragic villain related accident when he was young & so he swore to being a hero one day in order to protect people. Except he has a superpower (metal bending essentially) & he's mute. And not a furry. Then he met his friends and they all became heroes! Hurray! But he's also kind of the brains behind the operation. And the money. Their superhero costumes are all funded by him.

Next is Jane. She's meant to be the tallest but I wasn't paying too close attention while drawing this. So anyway, she's a government experiment, a baby made in a lab. She's meant to be perfect. Except the power they gave her (superspeed (think quicksilver)) Ruins her life. Her metabolism is going at a constant, unsustainable rate making her need to eat constantly, her heart is beating too fast and she's breathing too fast and she's so fast but she's also experiencing the world is slow motion. She can't turn it off, so everyone is just slow as hell around her all the time. Her life is a nightmare.

And last but not least, Louise. She's objectively the most normal and least traumatised person here. She's a ballerina and like, a third rabbit. Her mam was a fucked up experiment going on in France and her dad was a young researcher on the project who wouldn't stand for the blatant human rights violations. The two got out and escaped as refugees to the US where they had Louise. Like I cannot emphasise enough, despite being part rabbit, she is kinda just a normal teenage girl with a lot of passion for life. She got into the hero shit because she likes her friends and wanted to help people alongside them.

[viburnt]

Hey! I don't know if you're still on the wave of the Puppy Boy AU but if you are I have a few suggestions, if you don't mind...

1) Iida as a Border Collie. They're intelligent and diligent dogs and I think it's perfect for him

2) Denki as a Pomeranian. The fluffliest ball of fur ever.

I don't know if you write for them, if you don't just ignore this ramble of mine.

Kajsakjsaj *keyboard smash* BABY THAT'S SO GOOD, I HADNT THOUGHT ABOUT THEEEEM AAAAAAAAAH

Also I'm back from my vacations in Baja, I'll be more active now

MHA Puppyboy! AU Part 3(?

Iida + Border Collie

Border Collies are very fancy dogs that love to follow instructions. They are smart, intelligent, and capable but they also have energy and are willing to protect. Iida is all about following rules and being a very smart student (he's the class rep after all), but he's proven to be fierce when the moment requires it. Border Collies are also (normally) pure blood dogs, which fits Tenya a lot since he comes from a well known family.

He has fluffy ears and tail, the color is a deep black with some white specks around the edges. Did I mention this breed loves to run? They are very good athletes, just like Tenya. He's just the kind of puppy that pulls on his leash if you don't move fast enough.

Talking about leashes and collars, Iida is OK with them. He won't use them during school or work because it's against the dress code, but he'll more than indulge if you wan to collar him up! Iida is very serious about it, so if you want him, you'll have him for life.

Loves, loves, loves praise. In a normal amount... Tell him he did a good job, that he is the best, and that he is a great example to others; his tail won't stop wagging for hours, and he takes your words with such pride!

Sheds, a lot. He tries to keep his fur clean and brushed but he just has too much fur. You WILL find some random dog hair in your stuff.

Can get a little controlling of you, after all the breed is made to guide and handle sheep, so you'll find out he tends to place his hand on the back of your neck or on the lower back to guide you around. A collie for 1A's sheep, what a puppy he is!

May or may not have a tiny doll of you he tucks in his bed when he misses you.

Your face gets warm when you feel Iida's hand unconsciously slide to the back of your neck, his roughed-up fingers grazing that tender skin of yours. It sends shivers down your spine, and Tenya notices it because you've suddenly stopped walking. "Is something the matter? Are you feeling OK?" Your eyes finds his and nod, "Yeah! I just remembered something," you utter, trying to suppress the smile that threats to form on your lips. He tilts his head in and oh so adorable way, worrying something bad had happened, furry ears flopping with worry. "What did you remember?"

"That you're a Collie." You giggle, pointing out the way he had been guiding you through the mall. He flushes and apologizes, but you tell him it's more than OK.

Kaminari + Pomeranian

Denki is by definition, energy. He is cheeky, he plays pranks, and he's just a cutie. This puppy likes the attention, and Pomeraninas just happen to be just like him. The fluffy fur kind of reminds you of the way Kami's hair gets, specially with the use of his quirk.

Short fuzzy tail and tiny perky ears that stand up from his already flash hair, brown/creamy color. This puppy boy will do anything to catch your eye: jokes, drawings, nicknames. He wants you all to himself, and is not shy about it.

This puppy boy doesn't mind being a couch potato, he'd much rather stay home with you and play videogames or read manga. He won't say no if you want more physical activities like going for a walk or something alike (he wants to be good for you) but Denki enjoys being domesticity more.

He wears a choker already, so collars are a BIG yes from him. Want to add a leash for that? Kaminari will gladly sport it for you. Want to put a name tag too? Hell, he'll be flustered but will feel SO GOOD with it.

Kaminari is a particularly tricky puppy because he has the tendency to be all over your place and use your stuff: hoodies? Shirts? Jewelry? He'll take whatever he can from you, but if you say he can't he'll get sad and moody. Whining and begging you to let him use your things and hang in your room. Capricious with you, that much is true.

Lives for the way you pet him though, he's the kind that is sneaks around to get his head under the reassuring warmth of your hand. He just knows ALL the tiktok trends that involve hugs, pats, cuddling, etc.

"Kami, you need to go back to your room... It's past curfew," you yawn, feeling the tight grip of his arms around your waist. He groans and whines, shaking his head. "I don't wanna, you're warm," he mutters, nuzzling against you. You can see his tail wagging against the blankets and smile; he opens his groggy eyes and looks up to your still half-asleep face. "No harm if I stay, right?" He says with a smirk, toying with the hem of pajamas. Denki hears you hum with a knowing smile, "Fine, fine... what a needy little puppy you are."

"Yup, but you like it."

[oliversszxx]

HAIIII!!!! 💙

My name is Oliver or August :33,, nicknames include but r NOT limited to Ollie/Oli and Auggie!!1! 💎

I'm 5teen!! 🌊

My prns are he/they/it and tons of neos,, mainly dust/hx/thxy/xe/ze (pref he/hx/xe/it,, in order) 🦋

I'm tons of things!! A furry, therian, age/pet regressor, lgbt, trans, etc!! I'm transmasc + demiboy,, demiaroace, and gay 🦕!!1! I regress to around 4-8,, and my theriotypes r golden retriever, red fox, golden tiger, lion, a calico norwegian forest cat, and a highland cow :D some are oddly specific I know lolz I just know more about some theriotypes than others and I'm LAZY and dont wanna do research all the time :(( 🧊

I'm the totally number one sonic fan and my favorite characters are Sonic, Shadow, Silver, and Metal Sonic (I'm BASIC okay....!!1!) 💠 I have Autism and OCD and Sonic has been my special interest for about 3 years now (◍•ᴗ•◍) 🥏

I somehow manage to abandon literally every single account I make so HOPEFULLY this one lasts more than 2 days!! 🎧

I'm mainly gonna dabble in stimboards and moodboards, along with sharing my art and stuffz most likely >_< I hope you enjoy!! 🩵

DNI:

Homo/transphobic, racist, xenophobic, sexist, just basic stuff. Aro/ace exclusionists, mspec/good-faith labels, weirdo apologists because "they're hot" (get out), proshippers and darkshippers, if you're over 18, NSFW or k!nk (even "sfw"), ddlg/abdl/variants, art lore, pro-ed, dr_gs, Sonic haters >:(, vivziepop stans (idc if you like her shows but she's not a good person), anti-age/pet(d)re, anti-alterhuman!!1! 🐦

And every kind of non-traumagenic "system", I'm very heavy on this. Systems are not possible without extreme trauma at a young age. Endogenic systems are not real systems, you are mocking a serious disorder. Get off of my blog. 🪼

BYF/BYI:

I need tonetags and I use them a lot!!1! If you're over 18+ unfortunately I'd rather you not interact with me directly,, I'm alright if you simply like my posts or reblog them but don't message me or anything D: this account is STRICTLY sfw and it's to share my interests and freely be myself, this blog is meant to be a safe space. Don't ruin that please. I have a low attention span and will likely yap about my interests a lot!!1! Speaking of which >:3.... 🫧

Interests!!1!:

Sonic (all kinds, sonic x, prime, the movies, games, fangames, comics, etc.) DHMIS, DSaF, FNaF, Minecraft/mcyt/dsmp, MLP, Care Bears, Pokémon, Studio Ghibli, Genloss/Ranboo in general (comfort creator), LDshadowlady, kandi making, art, ONE/Inanimate Insanity/BFDI, Flamingo, Gacha, Lollipop Chainsaw, Mascot Horror, BATIM, Baldi's Basics, Tattletale, etc!!1! 🪩

Music:

Alex G, Lemon Demon, TV girl, Melanie Martinez, Destroy Boys, Weezer, Sonic OST, Cavetown, Femtanyl (#1 fan teehee), Vocaloid (I named myself after a vocaloid!!1!), fan songs (ex: FNaF songs), ICP, Breakcore in general, Goresh_t, etc!!1! 🛝

TAGS!!1!:

#Stimsszx - Stimboards!!1!

#Moodsszx - Moodboards!!1!

#Artsszx - Art I've made :D!!1!

#Yappatronsszx - Talking posts teehee

#Othersszx - Anything that doesn't fit into the above categories :D

Always remember you're awesum saucers and don't let anybody tell you otherwise!!1! You're valid vro and you deserve the best :D

[aquadestinyswriting]

Story Snippet

So I don't have anything concrete to post just yet, but I have been working on stuff. Mainly on stories for The Wizard's Tale because Selene's story is just feeling a little more compelling right now. I figured I might as well post a little snippet of one of the stories I've been working on since I know some of you guys love the relationship Selene has with Chrackle

Tags: @druidx, @sparrow-orion-writes, @mariahwritesstuff, @ashirisu, @thesorcerersapprentice, @philosophika, @the-down-upside-finch, @lexiklecksi

Selene gently put her quill down and pushed her glasses up her nose, eyes narrowing behind them. Whatever this ripple was, it was too small to be anything too threatening. That, however, didn’t discount the use of some sort of cantrip designed to distract her attention away from something more malevolent. Selene stood, ready to cast a Dispel at whatever or whoever was trying to intrude, only to whip her head around at Chrackle’s squawk. She blinked as her magpie harried a slim, furry creature out from behind the bookcase. A ferret. 

Chrackle cackled at the ferret, fluttering up out of range as it whipped its head up to snap at him. He hovered over it glaring at the furry intruder, debating whether to cast something at it to chase it out,

~A familiar?~ Selene’s voice echoed in his head. Chrackle glanced at his mistress and clacked his beak,

~Yes. Unknown too. It’s not one of the students’, I’ve got all their coat patterns memorised.~ he confirmed, sending his mistress his mental images of the ferrets he knew. Selene nodded and walked around her desk towards the ferret that was now hissing at her companion as he hovered above it, out of reach. She huffed a sigh and loomed over it, gently pulling some magic in. Not enough for any major spells, just enough to get its attention. Immediately the ferret sat up on its haunches and stared up at the human woman, the only movement it now made being the twitch of its nose. Selene snorted,

“Ah, so you are capable of somewhat rational thought.” she said, “Now, given that you don’t belong to any of the students who study here, I have to wonder who you belong to and why you’re in my study without permission.” She waited patiently, glancing at Chrackle, who huffed at her mentally,

~Do I have to?~ he whined, ~You know I hate debasing myself like this!~

~Unfortunately, Chrackle, Sylvan is one of the  few languages I can’t speak or understand. So, yes, if you could please translate, it would be much appreciated.~~Alright, fine! But I want some extra shinies for my nests this year!~ the corvid demanded.