#some days you just gotta mlem

[bennydwight]

Mlem

[fynnthefeline]

Hey there, fabulous fur-friends! 🐾

It’s another day in my cozy forever home, and today, I’ve decided it’s spa day! 💅 After all the adventures, naps, and *very* important bird-watching duties this week, a kitty’s gotta keep looking his best. 😸

So, here I am, giving myself the *ultimate* face wash. Gotta keep that fur shiny and smooth for all my daily explorations, right? ✨ You wouldn’t believe how relaxing it is… one paw swipe at a time, a little *mlem mlem mlem,* and voilà—purrfection achieved! 😽

The humans are probably wondering what invisible treat I’m savoring with all these licks, but hey, some things are just for me to know! 😹 I take my grooming seriously. After all, when you're as fluffy and fabulous as me, it's a full-time job to look this good. 😻

Anyway, furriends, stay tuned—more cozy naps and playful moments coming your way soon! 💭 For now, it's time to finish this grooming session and get back to lounging like the king of the house that I am.

Catch you later!

Fynn 🐾 #FynnsTales

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[marcholasmoth]

OSRR: 3651

today my mom and i ran some errands after i had therapy in the morning.

it was good to talk to christine because oftentimes i find myself without the words or in-the-moment knowledge for how to handle a situation, but if i take a little bit of time, i can usually think things through and make good choices.

so i'd hazard to say it's working well.

mom and i went to joann fabrics.

they were having a sale.

so i bought a bunch of fleece for a service project for the convention. i want to make and donate blankets for a panel this year. probably a quieter alternative to other things but i can have people working on that all weekend and complete others while i'm not busy, or have security staff or whoever wants to help work on them in their downtime or their off shifts. so.

i may have gone overboard with how much fleece i got because it fills up my mom's car's trunk, but it is what it is. so that was good.

i also got an excessive large container of mod podge.

i just need paint markers, tiles, and terrarium bulbs and i'll be all set for this year in terms of materials, i think.

oh. i still gotta handle the perlers. so i actually have a lot of work ahead of me. rip. but at least i have staff! i have THREE people this year! i'm excited.

after joann's we got lunch and then we stopped for groceries and stuff and we came back and we played the game i got yesterday from midgard games - it's called mlem space agency and basically you play cats that go into space and sometimes you can get onto a planet or a moon and sometimes the ship will blow up because cats are not so good with technology. but you keep the cats on the ships that asplode, so they really just come back. (they have intergalactic parachutes.) (at least in my book they do bc asplodey cats makes me sad, so they just come back.)

but it's a cute game and it's easy to learn and it was fun to punch out. there's some skill and strategy to it and it was quite entertaining.

after playing we all just chilled out for a while bc it was so miserable outside and it was cold inside and around 7 we had dinner and mom and i watched some more of the flash afterward.

no word today from joel, but i expect he was busy with work stuff and happy to stay inside because outside is gross right now.

this weekend i work an extra day, which im not thrilled about, but there's so much i'm already not thrilled about with work, including but not limited to expecting to be put upon to take extra shifts because the supervisor and the senior analyst don't wanna do it and there's no one else to take over. so. i hate that already.

(i have so much to complain about when it comes to managing this place but for real i'm just kind of fed up with incompetence, irresponsibility, and blatant favoritism. displeased.)

[only-lonely-lovers]

09.28.2022

tags: objectification, denial, edging, blowjobs

notes: mostly the 1 thought train... but then small random 3way cumrot at the end :B

Bird is あ / Avvy is つ

つ：god i know before falling asleep one of the times my brain was very like. woo blowjob, amane, condescending dirty talk, and i feel like it was more successful at generating the content than usual, but i remember. none of it not a phrase remaining in my little pea….. a liminal state

at most i remember…. eeouuh. ah sickness. amane letting tsukasa clean it off after nene's finished him, but mid-way in the cleaning another jolt drips out, and he's very like, oh lucky you, about it

あ：oh like sigh… some crumbs for you.

つ：know you'll like it, appreciate it. tsukasa responding as if he's gotta focus to not let it drip out of his mouth. must keep keep safe. have. gift present

あ：will whine if anything spills out. uouhhh.

つ：and Amane being gross about it all… uuuuruhg like to think about him gratuitously sighing way too indulgent

あ：[reclines]

つ：with Tsukasa there is a new degree of, meanness…. ig its, different, from like eyepri bc of how his desperation is a part of it.

あ：Ah with eyepri its kind of like mindbreaking a girl with an iron will…. really wrestling something into submission and overcoming years of trauma. but with tsukasa he literally is so open and willing, completely forward about his adoration…

There is.. 'no good reason' to string Tsukasa along… just because you can Amane could have normal interactions w Tsukasa if he so desired. but he's a sick fuck. but like, their rship could be 100% platonic and thatd be fine. Amane's fault it is not. etc.

つ：tsukasa is not the deranged sex guy

it's a novel mood ig >> to think about like, Amane messing with him…. resist coming in Tsukasa's mouth for a long time sortof run (only let him at it when you're past it and don't let him continue long enough to get going again)… finally do it but like, require him to hold mouth open and let it drip out down his tongue. just like, lol…. but in this circumstance you just hope Nene will snowball with Tsukasa

あ：Mmh it is novel… I was actually thinking of an Amane who has not ever let Tsukasa put mouf on it, like a Tsukasa who… has maybe at best only tasted it indirectly, eating out Nene after she has been finished in…. this kinda sitch, but Amane carelessly swiping pre off with a finger and sticking it into Tsukasa's mouth. Feeling exTREMEly charitable from his POV. (edited) if i think about how shitty he could be. it's very shitty

but it sucks how much Amane would enjoy just watching the girlies enjoy his come, together. like sigh that's right.. i enjoy, the big show.

つ：starving little animals mm..

yeah, I like Amane really keeping Tsukasa at a distance, at first for a stupid protective reason, but eventually its just its own… fetish.

あ：The motivation at first WAS just like, protecting self and being unable to permit getting that far with Tsukasa in a way he never did in the past etc etc…. but there's a point where you like how *pant, pant* Tsukasa is. though i feel like Nene witnessing it like THIS rly gets frustrated for poor Tsukasa

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つ：oh yeah……………….. i guess my mental state. before bed lately. is really just . fsr. amane catering dirty talk to tsukasa. but in the amane way. i… have no control over this

i remember a little more of it than last time. but its like im always fighting how its on the crux of falling asleep it feels like they get vaulted so quickly. leave me. but for a moment its so like mmmrmgh….

あ：oh to massage her brain into giving me it… mlem

OH but you know this reminds me, i've had the weirdest… like.. thought that's been trying to crystalize for days… it feels like a cloud but a cloud that really wants to form. it's so… weird though hm.

つ：we will try to think together….

あ：rub our heads together

つ：my thoughts feel so simple…. syuuure.

its very basic like…. Amane feeding his ego teasing Tsukasa, if Nene's not around for the moment. Condescending, you just like me the best, I'm your favorite lol…. of course… you'd do anything I asked, wouldn't you….

あ：It's... so easy to imagine Amane wanting to target Tsukasa in this way... Just gets off on asserting the facts too, like, relishes in the truth. Mmm.... I'm your favorite...

つ：but… being. mean even… amused watching tsukasa hypnotized (but well-behaved) sitting on knees in front of him. jerking off languidly. but clasping palm over self when coming and just like flicking it off his hand onto the floor unceremoniously. lol. sorry did you want that

if he even begins to compulsively run at it its like ohp. grabs by the hair

あ：[clucks tongue]

つ：baiting him for so long with come. again something that started off as some sort of complex, feeling weird about it, but. now it's. something else. now its become like, just really enjoying being mean in any creative way with it. holding tsukasa in place to jerk off, but pulling up to come against his own jacket, then just poof it away. like ah gross, a mess….

but it's sortof a longcon. you'd like to …. mindbreak TSUKASA into outright begging for it. wouldn't that be easier

the desire to hear onegai from him, but the struggle to request it directly so tastelessly….

あ：Trying to reduce Tsukasa to a dog salivating heavily while staring at something. Ugh the tastelessness of it.. but I do also like how, like pathetic it is in its own way, reaching a point of fetishizing your difficulty. That's kind of submitting to something lol despite your best attempts to act above this all….

I think he could reach a point though of just outright being like, Geez Tsukasa this is getting sad to watch…

つ：ahhh you just want anything if it's from meeee huh…..

あ：You don't look so well. Can you really handle this.

つ：[amane's brain rotting] [pulls tsukasa's jaw over] mmmm…. [drools over] [will he really seek to catch it lol….]

あ：bark like a dog lol…. emotional spectrum asshole sucks drool back in 💭 oh if only tsukasa could cry about it…………………………………. mh.

つ：experimenting with how mean you can get. if he really will cry eventually. something so… peak heinous about getting to some final ideal stage of tsukasa sniffling and hiccuping and you going mmmyuuu ouuhhh shhh shhh if you want it so bad, okay…. [gently places cock against lips]

あ：It's really your older brother being shitty and twisting your arm until you cry. because he wants an excuse to pet you

つ：make this about you not me. you just want it so badly...

あ：poor thing…. really making me feel just sooo bad for you…

i know tsukasa can endure many things but i think being faked out a bunch is a unique kind of weardown method that amane hasnt like. done before i think its embarrassing to get like. excited. like why'd i think…

つ：he wouldn't even think so hard about getting to swallow in such a way, but he's literally being conditioned…… so much build up its always like [ears perk] THIS TIME?! if you weren't making a case out of it, he wouldn't even be thinking so hard….

あ：but then it doesnt happen and its like. right of course. uahhh……

つ：but amane MAKES it into a-- WHINE not getting, treat….

あ：i dont think he understands how much it is like targetted torment. just sitting there like. i should be grateful to just get to look at it [pupils dilate] being forced to conceptualize the treat i mean if you faked out kissing tsukasa for days i think itd belike ._.

つ：he would be a little mess!!! you'll also create a dynamic where he's staring at yashiro swallowing. and becoming quiet for it. and yet amane will just feel like… heh

あ：we make eye contact during this ohh do you want something…

つ：why are you trying to invent jealousy in tsukasa. you dont even want that but it in some way makes his life easier to give tsukasa a complex instead of himself having one

あ：i dont want to be alone here. stop being so gracious and accepting have less fun how about. i would like it to hurt you too.

つ：yes master

あ：god. that's what it's like. not as exuberant during things. more 1000 yard stare and distracted. the thought of nene being like ?

つ：nene is fully fooled into thinking tsukasa is simply cockthristy and thats that

あ：i dont think you can help him though girl its just like a mystery. yeah

つ：its just like wow he really likes to look at it….. it also just sorta makes her horny as she swallows being stared at. she cant think straight about this all. sorry, tsukasa….

but sadly, I want Amane to get what he wants, and to get Tsukasa pleading…. quietly, at first…. like he's literally not used to asking for anything? not used to the word or how to express it just looking desperate for a while making small noise, and amane like hmmmm~? something to saaaaay~?

あ：[finger to ear] [leans in]

つ：I think finally getting jackpot, is, overwhelming in the way of-- suddenly its like-- mmgmgnhhh [in candy shop] what --position do i wanna-- what angle-- give to tsukasa, it, what-- do i wanna-- be standing-- or, laying, or sitting or above him

ohh what will be hottest what will really convey all my power and control

あ：TOO excited honestly...

つ：laying down languidly and making him do all the work...... or shoving him against the wall or floor to do it down his throat.... or jerking off holding his mouth open.....

あ：but i think it just makes him so horny to hear. ahh finally the more miserable the better my PATHETIC LITTLE BROTHER….

つ：confused and miserable sounding pleading… please… Amane….. please…. euh, please? please…

あ：I think languid has the appeal of getting to log the desperation… like, you get the position of being an observer and every gesture is tsukasa's own

in a case like this, i think it has appeal… like oh i want to see YOU be thirsty <3 it's just another day for me Offering something to a poor beggar. well, go ahead.

つ：all the efforts make Tsukasa really flinchy and like you're gonna take his food bowl away

petting him like ahhh I'll do it, I'll do it, I promise…. don't worry….. you'll get it….. this time……………. [really doing the extremely loud airhorn back and forth in brain though]

[mmm but god it would feel so good to be so mean] [no. i said…. i have to be good big brother….] [he did what i wanted… he is being good…. …. mmmmmbut] [maybe a fake out…… but then giving it to him? mm….]

あ：it's hard being a sadist and doing anything with tsukasa. like telling self 'that's enough messing with him for now lol…' but then also the devil on your shoulder is like. mhghhh but what if he started to really cry. [tongue lolling]

I think what would really sting is being like… Ah, actually, Tsukasa, this is really tepid… Kinda feels like you're not even into it. Hm…. [starts to push off]

I thought you'd be more excited Well, you did your best. You can go back to watching :p

つ：WAILS fighting against palm like a cat trying to get food on plate

あ：you love to see it i imagine its so. NO OGHMHGH I CAN DO IT

つ：AMA--neee I ca--- I CAN-- do it-- I c. I can I CAN !! Or, or if, [getting a thousand yard stare] if I never can do it right…………………………. ………..[losing voice] ….. anyway….. have it anyway …… ? [feeling foolish] paws at pants over thighs…. will it feel bad if it goes in me………………………………………

あ："have it anyway"…….. [acting contemplative like hmm. but cartoonishly keeping a hand on tsukasa's face and pushing him off] wow though for a moment just being like [internally] awww what. okay maybe overdoing it

つ：tsukasa is too ignorant about BJ science….. there must be a reason it doesnt go in me, he thinks…

あ：[thinking about sad little dot eyes tsukasas]

つ：will it feel bad if I do it wrong ............................

あ：BUT i think its finally like okay. SHOVES. holds head with both hands. comes down your throat amane got everything he wanted really saw the most pathetic tsukasa

つ：despite it all, it is satisfying. comes. buckets

あ：excessive. eughh really leaps to the most extreme…

つ：I was just kidding, Tsukasa…….. it's too easy to tease you. pet pet. you do it all well, of course…. pet pet…..

あ：lots of shushing and petting… ruffle hair, reach down and stroke nape. as a kindness also lets cock rest in mouth for an extended period of time. that would be… like nice… especially if it's not really something you see happen to nene… just one of those "thats not rly what we do here" things mouth swaddle

つ：let him keep sucklin at it and mouthing it.....

あ：cup cheeks… roll up into face casually

つ：somehow its a cute pose, if amane is sitting upright and tsukasa is on his tummy, but its just amane petting and placing palms on tsukasa's back maybe have a luxurious time….. come again in a while. m.

あ：Ya I like on belly for Tsukasa here esp… it's got it's own unique submissive flavor so low… to the ground…

All this build up really means that I think Amane kind of got to subvert a lot of his own hangups rly… so it allows all the doting after… Suppose it is like a toukan koukan. in THIS context I can praise you and pet you lots like aw see…. 's gooood…..

つ：it was a good thing. it did work all in his favor. Tsukasa just wrapping his arms around Amane's middle…..

the next day you also get to show your new trick to nene. lol then SHE can be blowing you and you can go mmnnh--tt, wait, yashiro…. ah…. let's give Tsukasa the prize this time, eh?

let nene watch you nut in seemingly effortlessly and without a care and feel like. SHOCK!?!? TSUKASA-KUN WAS NEVER ALLOWED IT BEFORE…..1!!!

あ：Like oh this nbd….

つ：he looks so blissful…!!!! hugging him. Tsukasa-kun….!!!

あ：her eyes are like gonna bug out WHERE AM I….

つ：pets him. Tsukasa-kun is here too…….!! crying. he's an equal citizen….

あ：(he. is not.)

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あ：Somehow sex really jumpstarted me to think about Hanako proposing to Nene at the start of sex, like, if you want Tsukasa to suck me off then YOU move his head onto it [points down at cock]

and… in general forcing her to be a more active catalyst, like, if you want Tsukasa involved, then own up to being so horny about it. Take his hand and put it on my cock. & just point blank instructing Tsukasa to grab Nene and ease her onto cock directly… basically having it so each of them has to move the other "over" it and direct it. Tsukasa with his hands around Nene's middle pushing her on and off of Hanako… and, Hanako furthering it by saying, like, "Go ahead Yashiro. Describe how good it feels. Look Tsukasa in the eye." [reaches down and lifts her chin] Forcing her to do this while being plowed…

another instance of like, Hanako feeling "better" if it gets "equalized".. if Yashiro pays the toll of being overwhelmed and distraught by her own desires and reduced to take "credit" for them

… but.. also it's fun for a girl to feel so directed… it IS hot… and also nene has to have resolve like…. BUT I MUST… FOR TSUKASA-KUN!!!

つ：she's like, I have been handed great power…. actually… I… will make Hanako-kun rue the day

あ：If you become strong enough… He has essentially handed you a dagger You just need to endure the initial difficulty The gauntlet will be, that he is being very mean and condescending

つ：i think Nene will be much more of a whore than he's ready for, directing tsukasa… i think she has no middle slider… he'll enjoy it when she's shakey handed and dealing with the weight of things, like thats right, fucking sympathize with me here its not easy its a lot….. but once she gets over the hurdle and is : i decide when the fruit will fall. its. hanako suddenly on mrs bones wild ride

あ：the wild ride! constructed it myself

[lu-undy]

Chapter 64 - SBT

Here it is!

"Meow?"

"Mmh." Mundy grumbled under his blanket. 

"Meow…?" 

Perle tried to dig him up with her fluffy paws and Mundy heard her claws scratch the blanket repeatedly. 

"Leave me alone. I don't wanna do anything today."

"Meow…" 

Perle laid on top of Mundy, on top of the blanket, crushing him with all her cloudiness. He sighed. 

"Pearl?"

She purred and Mundy heard it from under the duvet. 

"Pearl… I can't do this." 

"Meow."

"I can't go on. It hurts too much and I don't know where I'm going. Everyday I wake up and I can't bear it. Sometimes… Sometimes I even come to think that it would have been better if I didn't know him." 

"Meow?" 

"Because then, I wouldn't have absurd expectations with people, and I could maybe find someone. Or I'd have stayed alone but it wouldn't hurt as much." 

Perle brushed her head on Mundy's, on top of the blanket. Mundy uncovered his head and she bathed him, licking him repeatedly. 

"I don't know what I'm gonna do with my life. I know he wants me to take care of you. I am and I always will. You're our baby. I'm just… It's sad he didn't see you grow up. You're a cat alright, not a baby anymore."

"Meow." Perle now licked his face. Mundy closed his eyes and let her do. 

"I go to bed everyday thinking that the next day I would forget about him. And everyday I wake up and he's the first and only thing I can think about."

Mlem, mlem, mlem, mlem… 

"And it's not like I'm doing nothing either. My days are pretty full with everything I do with Maurice. Especially now that it's full blown winter, lots of poor folks need help."

Mlem, mlem, mlem, mlem…

"And I know I have it infinitely better than them. But I can't help it. I feel lower than anything else on Earth. I know I should be more grateful that I have a roof, some heating, food, and you, baby… But I can't help it."

Mlem, mlem, mlem, mlem…

"And it doesn't get better at night. I fall asleep and I see him, I talk to him, I… I see us doing all the things we didn't have time to do. I saw us dining in a restaurant, getting drunk silly in a pub, hunting together, him teaching me French… I see it all. I see all these stories that I'd love to tell about us… But they only happen in my head."

Mlem, mlem, mlem, mlem…

"In my dreams, I feel him, I feel his eyes on mine, his hand in mine. I feel his warmth when I hug him, I smell his perfume and all… I even… I even kissed him."

Mlem, mle-meow?

"His lips are thin, warm and slick. It's almost like he spells words on my lips with his, or maybe not words but… feelings? Sometimes he kisses me and it says 'you're safe with me', sometimes it says 'I let myself be vulnerable with you, because I trust you', or even just 'I missed you'... He gives the best bloody kisses."

Mlem, mlem, mlem, mlem…

"I don't know how he does it. Anytime he kisses me, I can just say 'Bloody hell, I love you so much I don't even understand it myself.' But then, when it's in a dream, I say 'I miss you', or at least I try to make my lips say it. I don't know, maybe that's just a pile of nonsense… It makes sense to me."

"Meow." 

"What would you do if you saw Papa again?" 

Perle brushed her head on Mundy repeatedly. She gently stroked his face in the softest manner. 

"Hmm… Yeah, same for me. I'd tell him exactly that."

He grabbed the pack of cigarettes next to his bed and lit one.

"Meow…"

Perle stood up and walked to the edge of the bed. She hopped down to the thin kitchen top opposite the bed and then to the floor, before going to the door and scratching repeatedly. 

"Yeah, just a second, baby. What is it you running away all the time now? And before you go, where were you yesterday? It's not the first time it happens. I kept on calling and you didn't come. Is something wrong with you?" 

Perle only answered by scratching the door more impatiently.

"Fine, you're a grown up now and I guess you don't need your Dad… Maybe I'm just old and grumpy."

Mundy got out of bed and opened the door before returning to his morning routine, a cigarette between his lips.

The morning got him quite busy. More and more poor souls were suffering from the season's usual illnesses and the queue to the Doc' was getting longer and longer. A few of those people were on soup duty but obviously were told to not approach any food so Mundy had to step up. 

"Gosh…" Mundy's teeth were chattering under the cold. The line of poor people seemed to never end at the soup stand as he served them one after the other. It lasted over two hours but in the end he was done. 

"Meow…" 

Perle came trotting to him and dropped something on the floor. 

"What's that, baby?" 

He crouched down and realised it was a mouse. 

"Oooh, good catch, Pearl." He scratched her head with his gloves and she purred. "But I'm hungry and freezing, come along, we need to get some lunch." 

Mundy walked quickly in the streets and entered the first shop on his way. He exited with some food and rushed back to the van.

"Right." 

He heated up his food on his camping stove and ate it, sharing bits with Perle on top of her cat food. She didn't eat much of it.

"This winter's quite harsh, kitty cat. You cold?" 

Perle leapt on his lap, on the couch and rolled into a ball of fur. 

"Here, look what I found the other day… I cut it and arranged it a bit. It should fit you now." 

Mundy grabbed a piece of cloth from the pile on the couch next to him. 

"Let me help you wear it, but you gotta stand up, there we go…" It was a thick scarf that Mundy had cut and re-arranged to cover most of her back and belly. He tied a knot neatly on her belly and scratched her head. "What d'you say?" 

Perle walked around, spinning slowly. 

"It's wool, it'll keep you warm. And for the colour, you can't see it but it's… It's pink."

"Meow?"

"Like the collar he'd chosen for you." 

Perle sat up and looked at Mundy tenderly. 

"Meow." 

"I know, it's silly. I didn't do it on purpose. I just… There were all these scarves and the choice was so big that I had to find something. I wasn't gonna take black or nonsense like that. You're a beautiful lady cat. So, uh… I thought maybe…" 

Perle went to the door and scratched it repeatedly. 

"Wanna go out? There… Door's open. Be careful out there, baby." 

"Meow!"

"What are you-?" 

She went to her plate of food and took a mouthful of it without eating it before leaping out of the van. 

"Pearl!"

She ran fast and away. Mundy frowned. Something was wrong with her. He ran off after her. 

"Pearl! Come back!" 

It had all started when she stole food from his plate. He didn't think much of it but it had turned to the point where she did eat his food and hers before he could turn and sit down to have his plate. She had put on weight and after a couple of months, she had lost it. But her behaviour was still odd. Leaving before going to bed only to return hours later. Mundy thought he had lost her a few times and stayed up to look for her in town. Hunting wild beasts was easy but looking for a cat in a city was impossible! 

But Mundy decided it was enough. He would now see with his own eyes where she runs off to and why. There must have been a reason. 

"Pearl, wait for me!" 

She didn't listen and darted through the streets as fast as she could. Mundy followed the fast white cloud until they arrived in a dead end. He was out of breath and his heavier smoking wasn't helping his lungs at all. He coughed and held his chest. 

"Pearl… What're you doing?" A coughing fit seized him and he had to take a minute to calm his breath and his heart down. 

"Meow." She hopped in a crate and hid there in the corner. 

"What are you doin' in that box…?"

Mundy approached it and crouched down. He gave a knock. 

"Baby, it's me. Why are you hiding? Come out." He said softly.

"Meow!" 

"I'm gonna open the crate, ok?"

"Meow!" She answered defensively. 

"No, kitty cat, I'm tired of you bein' weird. If somethin's botherin' you, then by God I'll find it, Lu' told me to take care of you and I will!"

Perle jumped out of the crate and sat on the lid. 

"Meow." 

"What?" 

"Meow." 

"I promise I won't be mad at you, whatever it is. C'mon, baby, you know it's only me. Dad only wants to help you…" 

Perle bent her face closer to him and as he crouched down, he got his face closer and rubbed it against her. 

"Why do you act like this…? I love you and I only want to protect you…"

"Meow…" 

"Is this where you always come when I look for you?"

"Meow…" She rubbed her face against his. 

"Are you hiding from me? Did I do or say something wrong?"

Perle stopped cuddling with her Dad and scratched the crate beneath her before slipping in. 

"Meow."

"You scared?" Mundy looked around. "There's only you and me here, baby."

"Meow." 

"Can I open it?"

A paw slipped out of the crate. Perle was trying to open it. 

"Alright, I'll open it now…" 

Mundy opened the panes one by one slowly. 

"Whatever's out there and bothering you, I'll find it and I'll keep you safe, ok, baby? I'm here for you, I'm here for - Jesus Christ!" 

Mundy's jaw dropped. 

"You've got babies?!" 

Perle was laying at the bottom of the crate and a litter of kittens was squeaking and slithering in their mother's fluff. 

"Crikey, that's fantastic! Why didn't you tell me?!" 

"Meow…" 

"My God, I wasn't there for any of this at all! I'm so sorry, baby, you must have gone through a lot on your own… And I kept on bothering you with my problems while you were carrying actual babies?! Hold on…"

Mundy frowned.

"Does that make me… a grandpa?" He raised a curious eyebrow. "Oh Christ… I'm a grandpa now…" 

"Meow…" 

"Right, yeah, let's bring them back home. Stay in the crate with them, I'll carry you all." 

Mundy took the crate between his arms and lifted it off the ground before heading back to the van. 

"That's why you put on so much weight and you kept eatin'... You needed it. I can't believe I didn't think of it…"

He walked all the way back to the van, apologising profusely for his total lack of awareness and attention to her. He actually felt bad about himself. How on Earth had he not noticed? She was not getting fat, she was pregnant! She wasn't eating his food because she felt like she could, she needed the extra nutrients. She was actually feeding herself and a few hungry tiny balls of fuzzy fur. 

"Right, first, we gotta wash everybody and count them."

Once Mundy entered the van, he put the box on the kitchen top. 

Perle took one of her babies between her teeth and hopped off of the box.

"What do we have here, eh?" Perle delicately put her baby in Mundy's hands. "Ooh, it's a boy, hello, you…"

The tiny creature squeaked. 

"Oh my God, baby, you're so small…! Alright, here we start the water, let me turn on the heater towards the pipe to heat it up faster… Nice… I wash them and we need to find names too, eh?" 

"Meow." Perle agreed as she took all her babies out of the crate one by one. 

"How old are they…? A few days I'd say… Hm, let's see, you mister, you're black and you got white paws. It's like you're wearing gloves. Glovy! Is that a good name?" He rinsed the dirt off of the kitten gently. 

"Meow." 

"Alright, let me find a towel… There. You stay there, little fellow. Next!"

Perle passed him another baby. 

"Ooh, that's a lady, hello, baby lady. You're black with a white patch on your face… Looks like a diamond so you're gonna be Diamond, is that ok?"

"Meow." 

"Great." Mundy put her in the towel and wrapped it up around the two squeaking kittens. "We got Glovy and Diamond, next!"

Perle passed another kitten. 

"That's also a baby lady, hello…" He gently washed her. "She's black with a… Is that a star? Yeah, let's say Star for you, is that alright, baby?" 

"Meow?" 

"Yeah, I'm talking to you, Pearl."

"Meow!"

"Oh you can have all the babies you like, I told ya, you'll be my baby forever." He bent down and kissed her head. She purred and waved her tail languidly. "Here, in the towel you go. Next!"

Perle handed him the next baby cat. 

"Ooh, that's the last one. Hello…? Mister! Ah, a little boy we have here, oh, he's black with a few streaks of white on top of his head… Hm… What are we supposed to call you then?" Mundy rinsed him carefully and placed him in the towel. He then gently wiped the kittens one by one, as delicately as he could. 

"Pearl, keep an eye on them for a second, I'm sure I kept your bed somewhere…"

"Meow?" 

"Yeah, the one Papa had bought you. It's huge, chances are you and the babies can fit there." 

Mundy opened a few cupboards before he found it. 

"Ha! There!" 

He put it on the floor and like a reflex, he sprayed a bit of Lucien's and his perfume on it. He shook it for the smell to diffuse and put it on the floor before adding one of Lucien's jackets.

"There… Now you have somewhere proper to go with the babies, not a random crate!" Mundy threw it out of the van. "Now, we take the babies. Yeah, yeah, you squeak like heaps of miniature doors, shush!" 

Mundy crouched down and gently put them in the basket where Perle lay on her side. The babies easily found their mother's milk and started drinking it. 

"Aw, that's sweet… But we still don't have a name for this last one. What d'you reckon?" 

"Meow." 

"I can't just call him 'meow', baby…"

Perle bathed him on his head, she licked and licked as the baby cat was staggering to his mother, his eyes hardly open. 

"What d'you look like, eh…? I mean you just have a… a front tuft of white I guess… Maybe a few white ones left and right under yer ears… I mean… What has white on the top and on the sides eh?"

"Meow." 

"What?" 

"Meow." 

"Baby, I usually get you but you'll have to make it clearer…"

Perle brushed her head down on Lucien's jacket while purring. 

"Meow…" 

"Oh Gosh… You're right…"

Mundy's eyebrows jumped. There was only really one man that he knew with a white front tuft and greying temples. 

"He'll be Lu' Junior then."

"Meow?" 

"Yeah, I'm not kiddin'. What d'you say?" 

Perle slowly closed her eyes to Mundy, who reciprocated the cat kiss. He then bent down to kiss the top of her head.

"Right, I'll change your water and I'll give you extra food." He got busy quickly. "I put the water in a larger plate but less deep. We don't want to have the babies end up in trouble if they go there. Is that alright?" 

"Meow."

"What?" 

"Meoow." She answered and lowered her head. 

"It's alright, I forgive you, baby. But please, next time, don't hold secrets like this, ok? Secrets are for your Papa's work. But here at home, no secrets, ok?" He brushed her head and she closed her eyes. 

"Good girl… And I should be the one apologising. I should have paid more attention to you. I neglected you and that's not good. I was too sad to open my eyes and see the obvious, I'm sorry, baby."

"Meow." 

"Thanks. Now, you guys sleep and I'll climb up to sleep too, ok?" 

"Meow!"

"What?" 

"Meeeow?" She pleaded him with her eyes. 

"Right, ok, hold on…" Mundy took the cat bed with all the cats inside and lifted it until he gently dropped it on the bed. He then changed for some pyjamas, switched off the lights in the van and climbed up. "C'mere, you guys… Your mum needs me to sleep as much as I need her. Gosh that sounded weird… I meant… Oh God you're babies, you don't even realise! What am I sayin…?"

Mundy kept a hand on Perle and thanked the Lord that his bed had planks all around it such that the babies couldn't possibly fall from it.

"G'night, babies."

"Meow." 

Mundy kept a hand on Perle as usual, and like a reflex, his fingers simply sank in the fur and brushed. It was therapeutic. But he realised something. 

"Pearl?" He whispered and saw her silhouette turn her head to him. "I love you, baby girl, ok?" 

"Meow." 

He smiled and fell asleep holding Lucien's jacket with one hand and stroking Perle's fur in the other. 

-- A few weeks later -- 

Mundy discovered that raising four curious balls of fur wasn't at all easy. He constantly had to keep an eye on them as they were naturally attracted to anything, regardless of the potential danger of it. The kittens were at that age where they would explore anywhere they could and they would touch anything, scratch it, bite it or even, fight over it. 

It kept Mundy busy and quite happy as he felt that indeed Perle had given him more to do. But the mum cat was helping to raise the kitties too of course. She would always watch after them and show them a good example. 

"Oi, Glovy, don't push your brother away from the food, there's enough for everyone."

They were adorable and almost every afternoon Mundy would open his door to the kids after school. The poor orphans loved to see the kittens. Mundy let them pet them and feed them treats occasionally. It made the kids so happy that Mundy could hardly refuse. 

"Mundy?"

Mundy raised his head and Maurice was standing there amongst the kids. 

"Oh, hey Maurice. You alright?"

"Oui, thanks. Kids, why don't you go and play football, eh? I think we have a new ball for you, go and ask Johnny." 

The kids said goodbye to the cat family and rushed out to play. 

"May I?" 

"Sure." 

Maurice stepped inside of the van and shut the door after him. 

"Pearl, you keep an eye on the babies." 

"Meow." 

Both Mundy and Maurice sat on the couch. 

"Want some coffee?" 

“Non, thank you, I have just had one with the doctor."

"Alright. What brings you here?"

"Them." Maurice pointed at the kittens. 

"Oh, why?"

"Do you intend to keep them all?" 

"I don't know but they're too young to leave their mum now, so I can't give them away. Why? You want one?" 

"Non, non, I was just thinking that the van was a bit narrow to keep five grown cats."

"Yeah, that's true… I never really stopped to think about it. But eh, we've got time to see it coming."

"Fair enough."

Silence fell, which was only interrupted by the occasional mewls. 

"How are they?" Maurice asked. 

"Good, they're growing up nice and healthy. They're full of energy too, I forgot that even Pearl was like that when she was a kitten. Now she's much more calm." 

"I see. And how are you, Mundy?" 

"I live for them. I wake up with them, eat with them, and spend my free time trying to prevent them from wrecking anything while raisin' them." 

"You don't sound completely happy about it….?" Maurice could feel it.

"No, I'm alright, I'm as happy as I can be, eh." 

"Mundy, not to me. I know you." 

Mundy sighed. 

"I'm not lying. I am as happy as I can be."

"I have seen you happier."

"That was a long time ago."

"But that means you can be more happy and you are not."

"Maurice…"

"You need to take a break."

Mundy's eyebrows jumped. 

"A break? A break from what? And what d'you want me to do?"

"What do you do Mundy, when you're tired of everything and everyone?" 

"I drive to the desert but I'm not gonna do that, it's freezin' out there and I need to stay in the city to get food for the kitties. I can't go away for too long. And what about you? I'm supposed to work here with you." 

Maurice smiled through his unkempt beard. 

"You need a break. Gather everything you need for you and them and take a couple of weeks off. We can do with one less person."

"Maurice-"

"I don't like to pull ranks but this is an instruction from your boss." Maurice stood up. "If I even see just your shadow roaming around, I will have a serious chat with you, Mundy." He smiled as he went to the door. "And people don't like it when I get serious."

"You're always serious, mate…" Mundy smiled back. "Right, I'll take a few weeks. When d'you expect me back?" 

"When you can be as happy as before." 

"Mate, it would take me more than just a few weeks." 

"Did I stutter?" 

Maurice smiled as he slipped off of the van. Mundy's eyes fell on his fluffy family. 

"Well, you heard it guys. I guess I'm on holidays now." 

[mydarlingvioletine]

Just a Puppy Crush - Chapter Sixteen Ship(s): Violet/Clementine, Brody/Ruby, and Louis/Aasim Media: The Walking Dead Game (Season Four)

       Violet has added beLOUga, Bordy, Country Girl 👅, We Live in Aasimulation, and Mars Bar to a group chat.

Violet has renamed the group chat ‘Clem and I kissed, holy shit!!’

       Violet almost dropped her phone at the sound of Clementine coming back outside, the old screen door screeching against the metal frame.

She quickly turned it on silent mode, knowing the utter chaos that would go down once the message sent through, then gave a meek smile to Clem. “Hey, what’d Lee want?”

      “He conveniently forgot how to work the remote again.” Clementine sneered, sending a glance over her shoulder. “And kinda sorta gave us the boot. It’s ten minutes ‘til curfew.”

“Oh,” Violet frowned, shoving her phone into the back pocket of her jeans. “I’ll see you tomorrow then?”

    “Wait!” Clementine stammered abruptly, her fists balled tightly to her sides. “I-I mean, let me walk you home. If you want!”

Violet froze at the suggestion, and instinctively shoved her hands into her pockets. “Oh my, how chivalrous. Louis is gonna have to step up his game.”

      “What game?” Clem giggled, hooking her arm through Violet’s. “So, would it be okay?”

The gentle carefulness in Clementine’s tone almost melted Violet’s brain circuits, and she grinned before resting her head on the shorter girl’s shoulder. “Abso-tutely!”

       The walk was a lot shorter than Violet really thought it’d be. Sure, she was just outside of the suburbs but it felt so far.

“How festive.” Clementine piped up at the black cat statue on top of the trailer, peering down st them with tentative, watchful green eyes.

        Violet nodded, turning a small pumpkin by the stairs to reveal a pointy-faced jack-o-lantern. “My mom and Lou.. they’re both really into Halloween and decorations and all that.”

“We gotta get our costumes together soon,” Clem stalled, leaning back and forth on the tip of her toes as Violet started rummaging for her keys. “Are you doing anything tomorrow?”

         Violet grasped the jingling keys in her hand, and spun it around her fingertip. “I don’t think so."

Clementine let out a sigh of relief, and awkwardly scratched the back of her head. “Cool beans, cool beans.”

        “Maybe Brody’ll let us borrow her bird? Y’know, that parrot on the shoulder thing?” Vi suggested, trying and failing to unlock the front door with sweaty hands.

Clem giggled, crossing her arms and shaking her head at the thought. “That’d be really cool, but I doubt it. Remember when she stayed home from school for a week when Revali got sick?”

        Aha! There was a click inside the lock as Violet twisted the key to the right. “Yeah, I could barely get her to leave the house that month.”

She pulled the door open, and stopped in the doorway to look back down at the flustered Clementine. “I’d, um, invite you in but my dad’s gonna be home soon. He got really mad when Louis and I had a study sesh and I forgot to tell him.”

     “Oh, yeah!” Clementine nodded, blinking quickly and shuffling her foot. “I’ll see you tomorrow?”

With an eye roll, Violet hopped back down from the doorstep and quickly pressed a kiss to the shorter girl’s forehead. “See ya, dork.”

      Violet let herself slump against the door behind her, and buried her face in her hands, leaving a blushing-like-crazy Clementine on the other side.

                   Holy shit.

Her eyes snapped down to her phone beside her, screen lit up with dozens of notifications.

4 missed calls from beLOUga.

56 missed messages from ‘Clem and I kissed, holy shit’.

The phone buzzed in her hands just as she picked it up, and she rolled her eyes at Louis’ persistence.

“What the FUCK, Violet?” Vi quickly turned her phone volume down, a little too late, as Louis started screeching incoherently. “If you’re shitting with me, I swea-“

          “I’m not shitting with you,” Violet sternly rose her voice, glaring in annoyance at the frantic Louis on her screen. “We, uh, were hanging out and dancing and stuff and she just kissed me.”

A sharp scream pierced Violet’s ears, and she lowered the volume even more. “Dude.”

       Louis clasped his hands over his mouth just as he realized something. “Shit, I owe Aasim fifty bucks.”

“What the fuck does that mean?” Violet questioned, scratching the back of her head. “You guys placing bets on us?”

      “Oh no, absolutely not!” Louis laughed nervously. “That’d be, uh, immoral. Bad. Not in my good Christian friend group.”

Violet giggled as Louis tripped over his words, and a snort escaped her. “You’re such a dork.”

      “Maybe so, maybe so.” Louis gave a toothy and charming smile, happily resting his chin on his palms. “You look happy, Vi.”

She felt heat rush to her face for maybe the thousandth time that day, and shrugged her shoulders in an attempt to hide her blush. “I am, Lou. I haven’t felt like this in.... ever.”

       “You deserve it.” Louis piped up, giving her a quick wink. “Someone that’ll actually treat you how you should be treated. A girl who loves you.”

Violet felt her ears go up in flames at the last statement, and tugged her knees to her chest instinctively. “Shut up, you fucking sap.”

        Louis happily sighed, lazily holding his head up. He opened his mouth to say something when a car door slammed outside of Violet’s trailer, and they both froze at the noise.

“Ugh, Scott.” Violet hissed under her breath, earning a sympathetic look from Louis. “I gotta go.”

           He quickly regained his happy composure, stretching his arms out in a yawn. “That’s alright, I’ll make sure to get every detail out of you tomorrow. Have a good night, Vi. Love you!”

Louis propped his phone up against his pillow and created a heart with his hands, smiling goofily.

        “Iloveyoutoo.” Violet quickly murmured, cutting off a triumphant “AHA!” by ending the call. She scrambled to her feet, and lay down on the mattress, burrowing underneath her treasured knitted blanket, given to her by Brody.

The front door begrudgingly opened after a couple pushes, and heavy, stumbling footsteps dragged across the trailer floor.

            Violet held her breath as the floor creaked at the end of her mattress, eyes softly shut as her drunk father loomed over her. After what felt like forever, he turned around and left, shutting her door behind him.

With a sigh of relief, she let her gaze drop back down to her phone, full of new notifications since she’d last talked to Louis.

One missed text from mlem.

70 missed messages from ‘Let’s go lesbians, let’s go.’

            Putting her priorities in order, she opened her newest message from Clementine. She swore for a second she saw a text bubble pop up, but it quickly disappeared.

mlem: legend has it that a pirate’s favorite letter is R, some say it’s the C, but as a living, breathing pirate, I can verify it’s u!

           A giggle involuntarily escaped Violet’s lips, and she racked her brain for an equally witty remark. She almost considered asking Louis for help on one, but quickly realized he’d never let her live it down.

violet: you’re such a cornball

     She let a happy sigh escape her, clutching the phone to her chest tightly. She then flipped back to the chaotic group chat to see what damage had been done.

We live in Aasimulation has renamed the chat ‘I want my fucking money Louis.’

beLOUga: tell you what, what if we go out to a nice restaurant and spend it that way?

We live in Aasimulation: But I was gonna buy smash ultimate

beLOUga: fair. i’ll give you it first period

We live in Aasimulation: on second thought, dinner sounds nice. don’t expect me to put out on the first date, though

Bordy: a a s i m this is a PG Minecraft server and as captain I can and will use my power to keep it that way

We live in Aasimulation: Brody you literally just sent us a picture of Ruby after her lifting sesh with a bunch of tongue emojis

Bordy has removed We Live in Aasimulation from the group chat.

Bordy: whos next

Bordy: vi!! i see you lurking! give us the deets

violet: uh no

beLOUga: okay I’ll ask Clem then

         Violet’s drowsy eyes darted open, and she frantically typed to stop him. Thank god for auto correct.

violet: WAIT NO

violet: we were dancing together on her porch and talking and I guess I let it spill that I had feelings for her and she kissed me

violet: there you go voila no need to bother her

Bordy: ooh la la~

beLOUga: im not bothering her she’s the one who’s blowing up my phone with dumb shit like ‘okay but does she LIKE LIKE me’

Country girl: d’awww and I thought violet was a mess

        Violet frowned, and switched back to her one-on-one conversation with Clementine. She could’ve sworn again that a text bubble appeared in the corner, but it disappeared before she could verify.

violet: aarrrrrr you free tomorrow after school? we can work on our costumes and hang out :)

              Clem’s response took two seconds tops.

mlem: yea totally, sounds good!! aj really wants to show you his costume too!

violet: cool, i can’t wait.

        Violet took a couple seconds to alter Clem’s name on her phone, and grinned down at the result.

violet: im too tired to think of any more pirate puns, so im gonna hit the sack. night, Clem

clem☀️: goodnight vi!

[will-you-be-my-savior]

asks for 08/21/18

spooncryptid asked:

Hewwo!! I’m back!

Tord: well hello.

Matt: hi cryptid!

Tom: huh. the collar worked. good for you cat freak.

spooncryptid asked:

I’m not a freak anymore! I’m a cat!

Tord: don’t bother. he still calls me commie most of the time.

Matt: he says it with love.

Tom: … *quiet chuckle*

spooncryptid asked:

Fiiine, what ya eating?

Tom: tord thought we needed variety.

Tord: if it were up to you we’d never try anything new.

Matt: bulgogi! it’s Korean!

spooncryptid asked:

Boogogi? What’s that??

Matt: i dunno but it’s good!

Tord: thin steak cut into strips, marinated in a special sauce and fried.

Tom: …

spooncryptid asked:

Can I try some?

Tord: sure. we left you a bit in case you decided to come around.

Matt: if you don’t like it i’ll eat what you don’t.

Tom: matt no. that’s disgusting.

spooncryptid asked:

Yay!!

tord puts the plate on the floor for your ease of access. it has strips of meat sitting on a bed of rice and vegetables. the meat’s juices are soaking into the rice turning it a reddish color.

spooncryptid asked:

//licks the sauce//

matt waits impatiently for your opinion.

spooncryptid asked:

Mmm!! Mlem mrem mrm//continues licking sauce//

tord looks over at tom smugly. matt just looks happy that you’re happy.

spooncryptid asked:

//just licks off the sauce instead of actually eating it//

tom and tord don’t notice as they are too focused on each other. matt looks down at you disapprovingly once he notices.

spooncryptid asked:

//just licks off the sauce instead of actually eating it//

matt gently taps you with his foot. tom and tord will never stop fighting if you don’t eat even a little of the meat.

spooncryptid asked:

So what have you guys been doing today?

Tom: i’ve been working on the remaining parts of my project.

Matt: i learned how to stitch up a major wound!

Tord: today was the day i teach the fenrik. today’s lesson was the benefits of entropy.

spooncryptid asked:

Oo //jumps up on Matt’s lap// that sounds fun!

Matt: it was.

Tord: meh

Tom: it passed the time.

spooncryptid asked:

Mm, can I have pets?? I want pets!!

matt laughs and starts to pet you happily.

spooncryptid asked:

Ya!! Pets!!!

Tord: yes pets. *chuckle*

spooncryptid asked:

//purrs and curls up Matt’s lap//

Tom: okay. I’ll admit it. That is kinda cute.

spooncryptid asked:

You’re cute too Tommy

Tom: *scowl*

Tord: *snicker*

Matt: yes. yes he is.

Tom: *blush*

Tord: *snort*

spooncryptid asked:

You humans can be good and cute sometimes

Tord: *blush*

Tom: *snicker*

Matt: yes. yes they are.

(remember tom isn’t human. but tord is)

spooncryptid asked:

Why can’t all humans be good like you?

tord is the same shade of red as his hoodie. matt thinks this is adorable and while tom thinks so too he’s laughing too hard to say as much.

spooncryptid asked:

I guess there’s just a few, I’m glad I found you guys

Tord is flattered… And very embarrassed. Tom finally stopped laughing and is cooing at him.

anonymous asked:

would it be rude to ask- if tom isn’t human, what is he?

No one knows… Not even tom. ( I’ll tell you what they do know if you ask but this is all they would tell you)

spooncryptid asked:

... but why are humans mean sometimes?

Tord: if I had the answer to that question the world would be a much better place.

anonymous asked:

oh. i don’t want to be rude! just curious :3 sooo tom- when did you discover all these powers??

Tom: discover? The same time anyone is figuring out their own bodies. (You’re not being rude.)

spooncryptid asked:

I wish everyone was as nice as you

Tord: okay stop. Please.

anonymous asked:

how was that like? i love hearing stories~

Tom: well… i guess it was okay… until the fire breath kicked in… i had to be careful where i talked, laughed or even so much as sighed or i would set random things on fire.

anonymous asked:

oh no... what else happened? you don’t have to say, i just wanna listen! hey mod? should i have an “”anon name”” now?

Tom: i once took over the teacher’s mind and made them dance half naked on their desk… i was kinda drunk at the time…

(tom’s powers are listed on his reference sheet. if you have any more questions about that i’ll be answering them as he would just avoid the issue. if you want a signature go right ahead and make one. i don’t mind either way.)

anonymous asked:

curious anon: that sounds hilarious! can i bother matt about the same thing? mod i can’t find links to the references

Matt: after the hunger was gone most of my powers came naturally. except flight… flight was hard.

(check the timeline in the important info tab)

anonymous asked:

curious anon: matt can you turn into a small dog

Matt: NO! even if i could i’d be allergic to myself!

spooncryptid asked:

Dogs are bad and mean

Matt: they make me sick…

(when raised together cats and dogs get along very well actually)

spooncryptid asked:

If any dogs come around I’ll fight em off so they won’t make you sick!

matt is grateful… but tord kinda doubts that.

spooncryptid asked:

I’ll use my scratchers and scratch em up! No dogs will be biting or making anyone sick while I’m around!!

matt started petting and scratching you with enthusiasm!

spooncryptid asked:

Imma good guard cat and I won’t let nothing happen to you, mmm, pets good //rolls over and stretches out//

the three of them chuckle at your behavior.

anonymous asked:

curious anon: do you have a preferred blood type? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) can you drink animals blood?

Matt: not really. but no, animal blood just makes me sick.

anonymous asked:

LMAO OK THE TORD SPIDER THING- since it’s the only m!a for today about 10 asks. should go pretty quickly (hopefully for his sake lmao) soo tord’s legs become spider legs n all that jazz~ he can still talk and use his arms don’t worry

… why a spider… why not an octopus or something… fine spider it is.

anonymous asked:

IM LAUGHING- can i m!a matt into a dog for 7 asks? included that he’s not allergic to himself lmao

you got here just a bit too late but if you come back in ten asks (don’t worry they go quick) maybe.

anonymous asked:

ah! hello （^人^）how are you today? -shy anon

tord was about to answer when.

*poof*

…

*unholy shriek*

(1/10)

spooncryptid asked:

//purrs and nuzzles into Matt//

Matt: uhhhh….

Tom: holy hot dog in a ball cap!

Tord: *continued unholy shrieking*

(2/10)

anonymous asked:

oh no... Tord can you walk? (O_O)-shy anon

tord can’t hear you right now he’s too busy shrieking but if he could answer he’d say “no i can’t walk! my legs are twig thin and i have EIGHT OF THEM!” but that would just be the shock talking.

(3/10)

anonymous asked:

Umm, I don't know how to help with panicking, but I'm pretty sure this is temporary, so it'll go away soon enough Tord. Just try to focus on something other than the legs. - Glitchy Anon

tord heard you but doesn’t care. he has EIGHT LEGS!!! … tord is hyper focused on the legs and has stopped screaming.

(4/10)

endragoneel asked:

ahhh! bad time to come in-

Tom: ya think?

Matt: no duh?

Tord: how are you guys more angry than i am?

Tom: weren’t you just screaming your head off.

Tord: …

(5/10)

endragoneel asked:

i can stand here and be support? you just gotta focus to walk.... recluse adapted well! (for the most part..

Tord: who?

(i think i know who you’re referring to but tord wouldn’t)

(6/10)

endragoneel asked:

oh! he’s a reject clone- kinda got his legs cut off and some evil scientist replaced them with spider legs. he’s doing alright all things considered... there are some really cool things you can do with spider legs!

Tord: reject clone?

Tom: remember that time that freaky director cloned us?

Tord: yeah.

Tom: they didn’t all come out right.

Tord: oh.

(7/10)

tord would very much like to have his legs back to normal and invites any and all questions…

spooncryptid asked:

Mrrrmm

Tord: i’m surprised he didn’t bolt…

Tom: honestly… me too.

Matt: i give good pets.

(8/10)

spooncryptid asked:

Ssnnnzzzzz (no one else is sending asks this is really awkward)

Tord: oooohhhh that makes more sense.

(agreed)

(9/10)

anonymous asked:

I'm sure this'll be fine soon enough. Better than your entire species being changed like with me. Extra limbs can be fun sometimes, and other times, they just get in the way. - MWT

tord sure hopes s-

*poof*

oh thank god

(i don’t know your signature, what does it stand for?)

(10/10) (M!A 3 end)

anonymous asked:

That ended fast. I got stuck as a Leviathan for a couple days. The tentacles made great hands, but it was not fun trying to sleep only to wake up tangled up in your own limbs. - MWT

Tord: oh i would not have done well like that for two whole days.

anonymous asked:

MUTANTS WORLD TOM IS THAT YOU?!

no they clarified. MayhemWorld tord, not mutants world. i don’t even think mutants world knows this blog exists.

anonymous asked:

Well, Leviathans can take human form, but being a human originally, sometimes that true leviathan form bled through a bit and I'd wake up tangled up in tentacles and no longer having actual hands. -MWT

Tord: … like some kinda hentai?

Tom: you are vile.

Tord: it’s just a question.

anonymous asked:

I might have made a few hentai monster jokes, but never really did more than that. The tentacles were more used to grab books and papers while working. - MWT

Tord: so… you just had lots and lots of tom tails?

Tom: my tail is not a tentacle!

Tord: …

endragoneel asked:

it’s funny that mutants world was mentioned? i’m a mod there o:

i guess mutants world has heard of this blog then.

anonymous asked:

I wouldn't compare them to a tail, they kind of formed along the upper parts of my back. Nothing like any tails on the Tom I know or your Tom. Probably should have mentioned I'm another Tord sooner.. -MWT

Tord: … like a clone?

Tom: …

Matt: hi other tord! *waves excitedly*

anonymous asked:

More like alternate universe stuff. Found a weird device that lets me communicate with other worlds. Can't fist fight my alternates with it to be alpha Tord, but I can talk to them at least. -MWT

Tom: *snort* alpha *snik* alpha tord…

Tord: you want… to get in a fist fight… with me?

Tom: *literally ROFLMAO*

spooncryptid asked:

Mmrem //stretches and yawns//

Matt scratches you some more. he doesn’t know how you’d react to two tords. especially when the new one realizes that you got here and are able to touch them and that he might be able to do the same if he tried hard enough.

(i kinda wanna see this happen)

anonymous asked:

Yeah! Though I have no clue how to even get to you. There's another version of us that's a literal robot, but well, one of my roommates dragged me away when I had a chance to fight him. Something about how humans don't mix well with neurotoxin. - MWT

Tord: neurotoxin!??

Tom: *laughing so hard he can barely breath*

anonymous asked:

We get along now, researching the oddities of my world and all that. But I still kind of want to fight him. -MWT

Tord: … who… no what raised you?

Tom: *has actually stopped breathing. he is dead… he’ll be back in an ask or two*

spooncryptid asked:

//nuzzles into Matt// hi Mattie

he greets you but is unfocused because of the oddity in front of you.

anonymous asked:

Extremely religious parents that thought I was possessed twice cause of bullying. I am nothing like how they wanted me to be. - MWT

Tord: … you turned out rather well for your circumstances.

Tom: *gasp*

Tord: are you done?

Tom: *burst out laughing again*

Tord: i guess not.

spooncryptid asked:

//Rolls over and jumps up on the desk// .. what happened to Tommy?

Matt: tom died. he’s back now though.

spooncryptid asked:

I guess that works? Who’s Tordie talking to?

Matt: another tord.

anonymous asked:

So, I guess your Tom can take another form too? You guys have any clue what he is, because I think the Tom here would love to know too. Poor guy's been trying to figure out what he is for years. -MWT

Tord: yeah sorry. we don’t really know either.

Tom: you’re probably shit outta luck on that one.

spooncryptid asked:

There’s two? Is the other one nice?

Matt: he wants to physically fight our tord… but other then that he seems nice.

spooncryptid asked:

Oh ok, What’s Tommy laughing about?

Matt: the other tord is an idiot.

spooncryptid asked:

Mm, makes sense

Matt: Mhm.

anonymous asked:

Darn, it was worth a try though. So, what kind of creatures are in your guy's world? I've got an entire book with information on the ones in mine and I'm really curious. -MWT

Tom: … more than a single book’s worth that’s for sure.

spooncryptid asked:

Is anything else happening?

Matt: nah. they’re mostly just talkin’ ‘bout supernatural stuff.

anonymous asked:

I would love to study them, just observe them, maybe ask questions. Just see what they're like. -MWT

Tom: any species in particular you have in mind?

spooncryptid asked:

Super-natural? Like you go vegan and get superpowers or something?

Matt: no like vampires and werewolves and zombies and stuff.

anonymous asked:

All of them. I just love learning about the paranormal. Kind of hoping one might help me figure out what causes that false positive uncanny valley feel to appear on some humans. - MWT

Tom: … i could probably do that, just have to touch you somewhere. *holds out his hand*

spooncryptid asked:

Oh, that makes more sense, kinda..

matt nods at you.

anonymous asked:

*Thud*(There is now a confused Tord face-down on the floor.)

Tom: how?… your grip is pathetic… and sweaty.

everyone welcome mayhemworld tord!

anonymous asked:

"Well, I didn't expect to trip into another world out of nowhere. Rude." (He is totally not pouting right now.)

Tord: how do you trip on a wall that’s no- oh my god tom! what are you doing!?

Tom: *purrrrr*

spooncryptid asked:

WAH!!! //runs and hides//

Matt: hi other tord!

endragoneel asked:

i’m always confused when i get back-ohmystarstheres twotords

yes you are. ever meet mayhemworld tord. we’ll call him mayhem for convenience. mayhem meet ever.

anonymous asked:

"Does he normally do this with people he meets?" (He's just getting more and more confused right now.)

Tord: not that i’m aware of!

Matt: he did that to one of the magic shop employees once.

Tord: why?

Matt: i dunno.

endragoneel asked:

welcome welcome!! visitors are always fun!

yes!

endragoneel asked:

wh- whats tom doing ?

Tord: i have no clue.

Matt: hugging!

endragoneel asked:

*confused noises????*

Tord: *equally confused noises*

anonymous asked:

"Okay then, this is happening. So, what was that magic shop employee like? Maybe it's exposure to magic that causes this. I do live with a guy that practices witchcraft and makes glamours for nonhumans." (Slightly confused pat on the head for Tom.) -MWT

Matt: but all the employees did magic. he only ever did this with ashley.

Tord: *has a hunch* describe ashley in three words.

Matt: small nice siren.

spooncryptid asked:

//creeps out, fur puffed and back arched// WHO????

Matt: cryptid meet mayhem!

endragoneel asked:

@tom? are you okay?

tom isn’t home right now call again later.

spooncryptid asked:

WHERE DID HE COME FROM????

Tord: another dimension.

anonymous asked:

"I am honestly just as confused as Ever. Though kind of curious, are Sirens bird people here or are they like mermaids?" -MWT

Tord: merfolk, harpys are the bird people.

Matt: he had the nicest voice.

Tord: did he ever do this with you?

Matt: hmmm… yeah i think so.

spooncryptid asked:

WHATS HAPPENING IM CONFUSED????

Matt: i dunno but tom seems to be happy.

endragoneel asked:

is he passed out? ?? ? i really can’t tell what’s happening at this moment

tom is currently wrapped around mayhem’s waist like some kind of living belt.

anonymous asked:

"Weird. Umm, is that cat alright? I know I have this weird uncanny valley effect on other humans and animals. I hope I'm not freaking them out." -MWT

Matt: …

Tord: a little late there buddy.

spooncryptid asked:

WHAT ARE YOU????

… that is for him to say not me.

endragoneel asked:

hmm i am getting a werid feeling off this guy... not quite sure what it is though

uncanny valley my friend.

mayhem:

“Really sorry for the effect I have on that cute cat. I don’t even get it myself. Also…” He’s looking at Tom a bit confused. “How long does he normally cling to people like this?”

savior au:

Matt: … i don’t know. he only hugged ashley for like ten minutes and me only about five…

Tord: that does not match up to now very well.

spooncryptid asked:

//hisses and bats at mayhem//

Matt: bad! bad kitty! i know you’re uncomfortable but he’s a guest.

mayhem:

“I hope he’s okay… though kind of nice the false positive uncanny valley effect isn’t freaking him out. Even my Tom was uneasy around me for a while until he got over it.”

savior au:

Matt: the uncanny valley affect seems to be reversed for him.

Tord: how much can he hear us right now? is he even in there right now?

(not really tord, sorry)

spooncryptid asked:

But he’s scary?? He bad?????

Matt: i know you’re scared but we’d protect you. you’ll be okay.

mayhem:

“Hopefully he’s okay…” He’s kind of concerned for this Tom, seems like he’s off in his own little world. Maybe he should try moving him? He gives a small nudge to the shoulder.

savior au:

why nudge when matt can just pick him up. which he does. with great pleasure. they bring him to tord’s room and put him on the small couch.

(matt likes carrying people. he thinks it’s funny)

endragoneel asked:

i’m not sure what it is about this guy, although he does seem pretty cool to me~ we both seem pretty interested in monsters and other non-human species!

i’m sure you’d like each other.

spooncryptid asked:

????? How is?? What???? //confused cat noises//

tord picks you up and pets you in an attempt to sooth you.

spooncryptid asked:

//squirms a bit before deciding to just cling to Tord, still glaring at mayhem//

tord hums as he pets you.

spooncryptid asked:

//whispers// I don’t trust him

tord gently moves your head so that you’re facing towards an exit if you feel like you need to escape.

mayhem:

“Oh come on, can’t we try to pull him off? Why just carry me to another room?”

He does pause for a moment.

“Is that cute cat gonna be okay? I… feel pretty bad that me just being here is scaring them.”

savior au:

Tord: well. i wouldn’t advise trying to remove him with those claws so close to your skin but go ahead and try if you want to.

Matt: cryptid should be fine just so long as you don’t get any closer to him.

mayhem:

“Cryptid? That’s an amazing name for a cat!” He is now distracted from the Tom clinging to him. “I’ll keep my distance though. It’ll be up to him how close he is to me from here on out.”

savior au:

Tord: technically we didn’t name him and his name is spooncryptid but just cryptid sounds better.

Matt: i think he’d appreciate that.

mayhem:

“Still a cool name. “ He’s just kind of pouting now. He’d like his freedom back soon. Maybe something to do too… well he’s got his book on the creatures in his world. Could start updating some of his notes. Yep, he’s doing that. The book is out and he’s looking for a pen on his person. And there it is! Time to start writing!

savior au:

Tord: hm? some kind of note book?

Matt: whatcha writing?

spooncryptid asked:

He’s writing to the demons....

Tord: ha ha. very funny cryptid.

endragoneel asked:

IS TOM GONNA BE OKAY THOUGH? how’s matt doing?

tom is fine. he should be coming around any minute now.  matt is fine too.

mayhem:

“This is actually a book that’s about the creatures in my world. I add my own notes to it when I have time. Figured I could work on it while stuck with Tom on me.”

savior au:

Tord: alright. then what are you gonna d-

Tom: *SHREAK*

Matt: ow what’s gott-

Tom: *bolts into the bed room*

Tord: … well…

mayhem:

“Is he okay?” He really hoped that wasn’t his fault. “And to answer Cryptid, I do not write to demons. I do live with someone that’s half-demon though. Real lazy guy that adores cats and treats his own cat like royalty at times.”

savior au:

Tord: i’m gonna go check on him. matt you hold cryptid.

Matt: right!

spooncryptid asked:

EEH???!? //hides in Tords arms, fur puffing up again//

matt pulls you from tord and holds you tight.

mayhem:

“Me knowing a cambion isn’t a bad thing… is it?” Now he’s starting to worry. He’s gotten used to the weirdness in his home, and he accepts his roommates for who they are, but could that be an issue.

savior au:

Matt: nah, tom’s mom is a wrath demon and his dad’s a poltergeist, you are fine.

Tord: *quietly from the other room* come on out. hiding under there isn’t gonna do you any good.

Tom: *muffled hissing*

Tord: i know it was embarrassing but-

Tom: *hisssss*

Tord: at least apologize for trapping him like that.

Tom: *grumble*

spooncryptid asked:

//clings to Matt// what’s happening??

Matt: tom seems to be throwing a fit.

spooncryptid asked:

//whines// Everything’s loud and scary //hides face in Matt’s chest//

matt doesn’t know how to comfort you so he holds you tight and covers as much of you as possible.

mayhem:

“Okay that is fascinating, wonder how those powers mixed together with him… and how a spirit was able to have kids with a demon… unless demons lack physical bodies here most of the time.” This world was pretty interesting, so many things are different.

Maybe he could start his own book for this world?

savior au:

Tom: *coming back into the room. now human* both. mom had a physical form she just didn’t like using it too much. she preferred to possess stuff like dad did.

Tord: it was so weird watching a bowling ball follow you around as a kid.

Matt: i thought him carrying a pineapple everywhere he went to be stranger.

Tom: yeah yeah mock my childhood some more why don’t you.

spooncryptid asked:

//attempts to hide in Matt’s arms, it doesn’t work very well because of all the fur that’s fluffed up and going everywhere//

matt smooths the fur as much as he can with his petting.

mayhem:

“Huh, the Tom in my world just had a sentient Pineapple and Bowling Ball for parents. Or humans cursed into those forms. They did swear they weren’t anything like possessing spirits or demons… Or Tom did for them.” He shrugs, maybe Tom’s parents were hiding something from him back in his world.

savior au:

Tom: i don’t know anything about your tom but from what i can tell he’d have little reason to hide anything like that from you.

mayhem:

“Kind of thinking his parents might be hiding something from him honestly.” He gave a little shrug, not sure what else to say. “You okay? You were kind of out of it for a while. That false positive uncanny valley thing didn’t do anything to you did it?”

savior au:

Tom: *whispered* false positive?

Tord: you said you were a leviathan before right?

spooncryptid asked:

//starts quietly purring//

matt pets you more!

mayhem:

“One of those grey things turned me into one. But the false positive thing has been around for a long time before that… got me put in the hospital as a kid thanks to it freaking out my classmates.”

savior au:

Tom: … you didn’t just get randomly turned into just any supernatural creature you know. IF you WERE a supernatural you WOULD BE a leviathan, that’s a powerful thing. that… type of person is very appealing to my kind… whatever that kind is.

mayhem:

“No the grey thing pretty much told me I was getting turned into another creature. And I can’t bring out tentacles anymore. Plus I’m human, and raised by humans.” He is pretty much just gonna dismiss that theory. “I also have a really ancient friend that agrees I’m human with a weird uncanny valley effect. He’d be able to tell if I wasn’t.”

savior au:

Tom: … *thinking “wow this guy is dense”* then i guess you’re just that kinda human…

Tord: … i am ashamed to be your counterpart… OW.

Tom: SHHHH

spooncryptid asked:

//yawns and nuzzles closer//

matt brings you into the bedroom and closes the door so you’re away from every one else.

spooncryptid asked:

Mrmm //keeps purring//

matt relaxes on the bed with you on his chest.

spooncryptid asked:

Gnight Mattie

Matt: good night.

mayhem:

“What’s that supposed to mean? Do you normally insult guests? Do you want a fight or something?!” Well, him being prone to fighting was a definite mark against him being a leviathan, the ones in his world are pretty much pacifists.

savior au:

Tord: look… just… *sigh* lets just go to bed. it’s way too late right now.

Tom: *yawn*

Tord: see. you can sleep on the coach. good night.

mayhem:

“Fine.” He’s probably gonna pull an all-nighter working on the book… or locate and raid the kitchen for some food. Hopefully seafood… with shells. That crunch from the shells is the best part!

savior au:

while tord heads to bed tom sneaks out and picks up a bit of shellfish for him. he knows mayhem will return to his own world by morning just like everyone else who isn’t in contact with him over night. he wishes him good night and tells him he can visit any time and that if he ever needs anyone to talk to about his uncanny valley problem he can come here.

mayhem:

“Thanks.” And there he goes just biting into the shell and eating his fill. He works for a while before he’s just gone from this world and back in his own. At least Ringo’s there to instantly curl up on him upon his return.