#muse reply

[hes-a-rat-whisperer]

If I could politely make an observation, Mr. Whisperer; For a guy who’s so disgusted by being noticed by others, you sure seem to enjoy CERTAIN MONSTERS shamelessly ogling you.

"besides, they are not ´ogling me´, they are merely respectfully..gazing upon me..observing me..?- WHATEVER!!"

(the swoony monster babs are my lovey @surprise-sausage-party´s ocs! >w< <3 <3 )

[bob-artist]

Since the Canada griffin was proudly mentioned recently I figure it can’t hurt to ask if you do happen to have plans to design Canada griffin goslings at some point in the future? (muse permitting)

I DO NOW.

I present to you

honklings

[tofixtheshadows]

I've been thinking a lot lately about how Kabru deprives himself.

Kabru as a character is intertwined with the idea that sometimes we have to sacrifice the needs of the few for the good of the many. He ultimately subverts this first by sabotaging the Canaries and then by letting Laios go, but in practice he's already been living a life of self-sacrifice.

Saving people, and learning the secrets of the dungeons to seal them, are what's important. Not his own comforts. Not his own desires. He forces them down until he doesn't know they're there, until one of them has to come spilling out during the confession in chapter 76.

Specifically, I think it's very significant, in a story about food and all that it entails, that Kabru is rarely shown eating. He's the deuteragonist of Dungeon Meshi, the cooking manga, but while meals are the anchoring points of Laios's journey, given loving focus, for Kabru, they're ... not.

I'm sure he eats during dungeon expeditions, in the routine way that adventurers must when they sit down to camp. But on the surface, you get the idea that Kabru spends most of his time doing his self-assigned dungeon-related tasks: meeting with people, studying them, putting together that evidence board, researching the dungeon, god knows what else. Feeding himself is secondary.

He's introduced during a meal, eating at a restaurant, just to set up the contrast between his party and Laios's. And it's the last normal meal we see him eating until the communal ending feast (if you consider Falin's dragon parts normal).

First, we get this:

Kabru's response here is such a non-answer, it strongly implies to me that he wasn't thinking about it until Rin brought it up. That he might not even be feeling the hunger signals that he logically knew he should.

They sit down to eat, but Kabru is never drawn reaching for food or eating it like the rest of his party. He only drinks.

It's possible this means nothing, that we can just assume he's putting food in his mouth off-panel, but again, this entire manga is about food. Cooking it, eating it, appreciating it, taking pleasure in it, grounding yourself in the necessary routine of it and affirming your right to live by consuming it. It's given such a huge focus.

We don't see him eat again until the harpy egg.

What a significant question for the protagonist to ask his foil in this story about eating! Aren't you hungry? Aren't you, Kabru?

He was revived only minutes ago after a violent encounter. And then he chokes down food that causes him further harm by triggering him, all because he's so determined to stay in Laios's good graces.

In his flashback, we see Milsiril trying to spoon-feed young Kabru cake that we know he doesn't like. He doesn't want to eat: he wants to be training.

Then with Mithrun, we see him eating the least-monstery monster food he can get his hands on, for the sake of survival- walking mushroom, barometz, an egg. The barometz is his first chance to make something like an a real meal, and he actually seems excited about it because he wants to replicate a lamb dish his mother used to make him!

...but he doesn't get to enjoy it like he wanted to.

Then, when all the Canaries are eating field rations ... Kabru still isn't shown eating. He's only shown giving food to Mithrun.

And of course the next time he eats is the bavarois, which for his sake is at least plant based ... but he still has to use a coping mechanism to get through it.

I don't think Kabru does this all on purpose. I think Kui does this all on purpose. Kabru's Post Traumatic Stress Disorder should be understood as informing his character just as much as Laios's autism informs his. It's another way that Kabru and Laios act as foils: where Laios takes pleasure in meals and approaches food with the excitement of discovery, Kabru's experiences with eating are tainted by his trauma. Laios indulges; Kabru denies himself. Laios is shown enjoying food, Kabru is shown struggling with it.

And I can very easily imagine a reason why Kabru might have a subconscious aversion towards eating.

Meals are the privilege of the living.

[an0ther-f00ls-muse]

“Hmm..?.” Malenia just quietly mumbled out as she heard him speaking, her blinded gaze looking at the logical direction of where she assumed he was at as she thought about an answer for the next few shortish moments or so. “Maybe it ‘invigorates’ but-…” Malenia began to say but soon-..just cut herself off mid sentence as she realized something..where did the blood even come from.?..did she even wish to know-?..ah-..her own curiosity soon just got the best of her. “..Where-..where did it even come from?..”

“I’ve got you”

//From an0ther-f00ls-muse & with my Malenia goodness of rot muse!\\

"... But who has you?" The Lord of Blood looked over his shoulder, standing tall, drenched in blood. A looming figure. Demonic.

"... The blood invigorates."

[asexxxualerotica]

Open RP Starter: Desperate Times

She couldn’t believe she was doing this. She was still a wanted woman, on the run from the newly born Empire and in danger of being found and caught nearly every day—the fact that she was even considering this was insane…though, with how heavily her heat was pressing down on her, and her own stress and grief making it harder to manage, maybe she was just a bit insane after all.

Whatever the case, she needed to do this, lifting a hand to hail one of the pedestrians walking by the shady alleyway she was hiding in. “You—you there. You want to take me into this back alley and use me like a Cantina Schutta~” she requested, the Force draping over her words like sweet honey and silk. Her heart pounding as she hoped this didn’t backfire on her…

[tariah23]

Have never been a fan of Romulus (fgo never did shit with him and he ain’t sexy to me) but op got stamped out like a pathetic little ant

[fyodior]

awesome! do not mind me uploading my thoughts I your askbox <3

just thinking about coming home after work and not seeing dazai lounging on his usual spot on the sofa. telling yourself he must've gone to lupin, he must've gone to the cafe. only to walk into your room with the intention of getting changed and seeing him mewling while humping your pillow so desperately :(

usually hed be embarrassed and play it off. but something about the teary eyes under his heavy lashes and the way his ears pin back and his tail stands high on alert just tells you he's feeling too sensitive to even run from anything . and he's getting so frustrated , cause no matter how much he humps the stupid pillow, it's just not getting him off good enough, he needs you.

when you wrap a hand around his cock for the first time it's almost embarassing that he cums after only 2 strokes. and he's still so impossibly hard, so achey. he can't help himself when he tries to start thrusting into your hand :(

ughh and when you finally let him actually fuck you that man is not pulling out for hours. he's so completely spent out and he's bred you so full of his kits , it's all just blanks now :( he's kneading his paws into your abdomen and not stopping until he passes out!!

I know u like piss so ill totally drop in that he can be so overstimulated and focused on breeding you he simply can't help it when he looses control over his bladder too . but its not like either of you mind. and he's too focused on you wrapped around him to care.

yes yes yes i love this so much zai!!!!!!

i just love the idea of puppy dazai desperately rutting his little puppy cock against a pillow thats squished between his thighs, mewling and yowling as he tries so hard to chase a high that just won't come. a high that only you can give him. the pillow is friction, sure, but it's not anywhere close to your fist, or your mouth, or your tight wet hole. though thinking about said hole does get him a little closer to coming.

when you walk in on him, you're shocked but not surprised. dazai tends to get a little humpy in his heats, instinctually chasing friction whenever and wherever he can. pillows, couch arms, blankets, even the corner of a table once. so you just sigh and shake your head when you see the distressed puppy violating the poor pillow before settling onto the bed and pulling him in between your legs, with his back to your chest. you kiss up his neck sweetly, whispering sweet, calming things into his ear, telling him he's okay and that you've got him, while you give his cock a good few squeezes. like you said, 2 strokes later, and hot cum is spitting from the tip. he's embarrassed, immediately turning around and nuzzling into you, but you just laugh and tell him its okay, and that he's such a good puppy for responding so well to your touch <3

in dazai's heat, when you finally let the poor puppy fuck you, you better hope his heat fell over a weekend or else you're gonna have to take a couple days off from work/school because he's not letting you go any time soon. it's so animalistic and primal the way he mounts you, pressing you into the mattress as he shoves his horribly aching, leaky cock into your hole, damn near howling as he does. dazai always prided himself on his humanity, but he's more dog than not when you're under him like this. his tail is swishing, his ears are pinned back, and he's growling as he thrusts into you at a nonhuman speed and strength. the only human words coming out of his mouth are incoherent ones that revolve around breeding you full of his puppies. and i love the idea like you said of him kneading into your abdomen or your chest as a comfort/grounding thing, that's so puppy like and so cute !!

and yes yes yes yes...... he absolutely loses all rational thought and autonomy over his body to where he's not even processing anything other than how good his cock feels, ignoring how full is bladder is until what's shooting out of his cock and filling your hole isn't cum but piss. he couldn't care less in this state, and you've come to terms with it happening. it just comes with the territory of having a puppy hybrid in your life <3 <3 (thank you for indulging me sweetheart)

[fiore-rp]

[🌨️] our muses get caught in the first snow of the season

(any muse)

"You...would you like to get under my umbrella? Your hair's getting wet, you'll end up sick at this rate. I can walk you to the train station." It wasn't like Dasom had anywhere in particular to be. He was just wandering wherever the wind takes him. And the poor stranger seemed to have some awful bad luck since the forecast didn't even call for snow. Dasom just happened to come a little prepared. Though with the winds, he wasn't sure how long the umbrella would last.

[zevrra]

Hello! I was hoping to request something for Gaara with his wife reader? Like them making up from their first real argument and it gets NSFW?

needy—

tags: suggestive content, 18(+), slight nsfw, naruto, gaara x fem!reader, short & sweet, anon request

creator notes: sorry this is for one, so short! and for two, sorry it took me a little while to respond/finish! i started writing it and was several paragraphs in before i realized i was writing something else completely unrelated to your request so i had to start over aaaaa!!!! so so sorry about that but i hope you enjoy! thanks for requesting!

It didn’t take a genius to figure out he had been avoiding you. Anytime you’d reach for his hand, he’d pull away just far enough so you didn’t touch him. And when he did let you touch him, during any moment of intimacy, he broke all of it off after mere moments. Claiming he was tired and needed to go to bed early for some meeting in the morning.

You had been married to Gaara for a year or so now so it wasn’t as if you two were teenagers sneaking around anymore. It was frustrating but mostly strange to you. His actions made you second guess yourself. What if he was rethinking your relationship? What if he was falling out of love for you? So many emotions and thoughts ran through your head on the daily but today you were getting answers. Even if it was going to be a hard pill to swallow you had to know what was being done wrong.

And as soon as he got home from his work that day, you confronted him.

“Welcome home. We need to talk,” You say, trying your best to put on a brave face and voice.

Gaara looks at you with his usual gentle face. He’s hesitant for a moment, as if he knows what is coming, before he settles into a chair at the kitchen table.

“What’s been going on recently?” You ask. His eyes avoid you. Shame written on his face.

“It’s nothing,” Gaara whispers. His colder tone makes your gut twist.

“Nothing?” You scoff. “I think avoiding me for as many days as you have been isn’t ‘nothing’.” You mutter, irritated.

Silence falls between you two. Which is not unusual but this silence is painful. Thick and suffocating. Not the usual calming, healing silence you two share. This silence made your heart race far too fast.

“Is it me?” You ask in the coldest tone you can muster. “Have I done something wrong? Am I not enough?” You speak harsh words. Yet they’re the words that have haunted the back of your thoughts for days now. Souring the image of yourself inside and out.

Gaara jerks at the words. He looks at you in pure disbelief as if he can’t understand what you mean. “No-“

He tries to stop you but the floodgates have already opened. All of your feelings and your thoughts pour out of your mouth like rainwater. Tears fall when you try your best to will them away but it doesn’t help. You sob into your hands as Gaara moves to your side.

He’s no longer hesitant as he wraps his arms around you. Lifts you into his chest in a warm embrace. Hugs you so gently it makes you hiccup.

“I’m sorry,” He mumbles into your hair. Apologizing like his life depended on it. He smooths loose strands of your hair away from your face. Wipes the tears from your cheeks and eyelids. All while he kisses the crown of your head. It was more affection you’ve received from him in weeks and it damn near broke your heart all over again. “I’m so sorry.”

You quiet your sobs. Breathing in deep in the hopeful comfort of your husband’s arms. One of his hands moves to clasp at your neck, using a finger against your jaw to lift your gaze to his.

“It’s not you.” He whispers. A kiss is placed on your forehead. “You’re amazing. Truly perfect, my dear.” He adds with a quiet chuckle. His thumbs swipe across your cheeks to collect whatever trail was left behind by your tears.

You sniffle. You must look like a horrible mess right now but it doesn’t stop him from kissing you. As if a fire has broken out inside of him, he kisses you with every ounce of passion he’s ever had. Tears threaten to spill once again at the first kiss you’ve two have shared in such a long time but he pulls away before that can happen.

“I want you so bad.” Gaara admits with a shy look on his face. His thumb swipes across your bottom lip. “From the moment I wake up, I want you more than anything,” He whispers under his breath as he soothes circles into your skin. Touching you so delicately like you might disappear. “It scares me how badly I want you. And I’m…just nervous my feelings will run wild and I’ll end up—hurting you.” He mumbles, glancing away from your gaze.

You suddenly realize he means the sentient sand that is always at his disposal. Sand that acted on its own sometimes and he was so worried about it hurting you he tried to keep his distance. All because of his love for you.

Your own emotions overcome you as you kiss him in response. Arms wrapping around his neck with ease as his own wrap around your waist. And now he holds onto you for dear life. Touching every inch of your skin he has so desperately craved but had been so hesitant to reach for. All while kissing you like it might be the last time. Passionate, eager, and hungry.

You two had some catching up to do.

“To bed?” You mouth against his lips between kisses.

He breaks ever so slightly, a red blush to match his hair spreads across his face. “Are you sure?” He responds. Shy even as his hands, body, and soul yearns to devour you.

God you loved him.

“Oh, I’m more than sure.” You whisper, capturing his lips once more.

Without another word, Gaara is pushing you along to your shared bedroom. Eager to make up for his wrongdoings by giving you enough pleasure to make you forget every negative feeling you've ever imagined.

[crabsnpersimmons]

hi all!

i'll make a proper pinned post one of these days, but since i've been getting a lot of asks lately, i thought i'd lay down some ground rules:

My Ask Box is CLOSED while i rest from artblock

This is not an ask blog or RP blog for my AU characters, if I draw responses to asks/reblogs, it's because i WANT to, but it is not a guarantee that i will do so all the time

I am not taking art requests or commissions at the moment.

It will take me a while to respond to asks 😅 and sometimes i just have no idea how to respond

No unsolicited nsfw asks/messages—i’m an adult, but i’m not comfy discussing nsfw topics with people i don’t know too well

Asks with nothing but a link will be deleted

Rude and/or spamming* asks will be deleted and the users will be blocked—if you meant it in a "friendly" way then let's be friends first! cuz it's kinda uncomfy when a stranger sends you rude messages or repeated messages, yknow? *spamming as in: sending the exact same ask multiple times

I will not be responding to asks that I'm not comfortable with answering, or if I feel like my response could potentially make someone feel uncomfortable

thank you for understanding!

[st-just]

🔥

A work cannot be said to successful satirize or critique an ideology or thing if its portrayal of the subject isn't compelling enough that some subset of the audience is convinced by or moved to defend it. We know e.g. Fight Club is a triumph precisely because of the much-reviled bros who think Durden is a badass whose right about everything.

Relatedly- making all the representatives of politics you dislike personally corrupt/cowardly/venal/monstrous is rank artistic and moral cowardice.

[dao-the-starlight]

Cross your fingers this post actually shows up on the damn tags 🤞

Hello Our Life fans! This is a sort of weird post and I’m hoping this doesn’t break any Tumblr etiquette or something, but I just wanted to gauge something

I’ve had ideas of some long OL fics (1 or olba, 1 or olnf) that are AU type things, one being a Ghibli inspired fantasy and the other a horror/supernatural mystery, and I’m curious if anyone is actually interested in reading them so I thought I’d post the synopsis for each fic and see if anyone’s interested via interaction!

Here’s each synopsis (sorry they’re both long as hell)

I wrote these both a little while ago, so these are kinda subject to change, but that’s the basic gist of each plot! (Yes I’m aware the OLNF one is just stranger things that was the main inspo)

P.S. If I end up deciding to go through with turning these into proper fic series and posting them, uh don’t expect my posting schedule to be even a little bit regular- I have quite a bit of stuff going on irl and I’m really bad at balancing my tasks, so this is just gonna be on a “I work on it when I work on it” kind of project

[growingupgerudo]

@silverwolfs-stuff @sheiks-the-best

Hello to you both! I've been meaning to write a response about the hiatus so consider this an answer to your question as well as others who are wondering!

We did update Patreon with 2 pages on Monday to start a weekly buffer, having two pages ready to post while others are being made. We will update later today so stay tuned. :) I fully intend to return to GUG this month and we've already started on Patreon.

There are also some personal reasons why we haven't updated the public.

(cw: death mention, child death)

I've been busy with my middle school teaching and there was an event that made it difficult to post the public pages. The reason I started GUG was to help come to terms with my father's cancer treatment so GUG was a way to cope with the idea of mortality and the relationships with the people who raised you. I intended to keep this theme as there is a major character death coming up in the public pages.

A month ago I had to deal with the hardest reality of being a teacher -- losing a student far too early in his life. It was a difficult time for the students, the school, myself to take the news. I wasn't ready to post the upcoming pages while dealing with these issues IRL. Sometimes art helps us cope with reality, sometimes it hurts too close so I kept this in mind for myself as well as the audience for GUG. I was able to create these pages last year with a better mindset, but it was hard for me to post them now.

With that in mind, I appreciate your patience and I look forward to updating all of you again with this comic. :) Bad things will happen in GUG, just like growing up in real life, but I assure you guys that there will be sweetness in the end.

Here's to the New Year!

-Junior

[enby-catboi-moss]

Ask and shall receive also yes More tits please and thank you

me? titposting? it’s more likely than you think!

I swear they’ve gotten bigger, they didn’t used to spill out like that <3

hey look at my tits pls :3 @xenasaur @lilithtransrights @nyanbinary-perineum

[ziggykyeons]

for: @aurorabaystarter // closed as of 08/10/24.

where: sunrise winery

"Be honest," Ziggy all but demands, his carving knife in hand as he stands beside his freshly carved pumpkin to present it, "Does this look like complete garbage or is it kind of giving?"

[asexxxualerotica]

Open RP Starter: Jaerik’s Halloween Special

The click-clack of heels across cobblestone and the faint jingle of a cat bell followed Jaerik’s every move as she walked down the bustling city street. She smirked to herself as she felt the gazes shift and stare in shock as she passed—she turned heads well enough on her own, but in the extra tight leather bodysuit that clung to her like a second skin, there was no way anyone else on the street could look anywhere but at her—a fact she took great pride in, giving a slight extra sway and bounce to her steps as she did.

Halloween was in full swing tonight, and the sexy changeling was more than eager to wring the night dry of all the fun she could make of it. She already had plans to meet up for a party at the nearest bar—maybe even get a little lucky before the night was through—but she had time to kill before her fashionably late arrival. Perhaps a little bit of trick-or-treating was in order along the way. Sure, maybe she was a bit old for it, but it was Halloween—why shouldn’t she have a bit of fun?

Smirking at the thought, the dark-skinned changeling stepped up to her next house, rang the doorbell, and smiled as the door swung open. "Trick or Treat~"