#tenderpoison

[luckykatsranch]

salandit from memory? don't forget their little butt frills.

butt frills is salazzle :P

[magonumberfive]

'Status report.' Gestures at him expectantly.

“I- uh.”

What did she want exactly? A checkup? ‘Yeah, nah, I’m good- made a pact with an eldritch creature after a shipwreck, met a couple of gods and weird robot dogs and started smoking heavier’ didn’t sound that great.

“You missed my birthday...? I’m 35 now.” A long pause. “I found a Trubbish. Her name’s Parfait- she’s a sweetie. Uh...........I might have a bit of a job lined up?”

[ex-rockxtgrunt]

'Oh, quit your worryin'. You fine.'

@tenderpoison

“I have never been fine.”

He takes her hands in his and gives them a squeeze, trying to stand up straight and look determined.

“Plumeria, I promise to make this up to you! Maybe not today, and maybe not the next, but one day I will do something so amazing you will be happy you did not leave me to die in a ditch after my constant irreparable fuck-ups.”

[son-of-skarmory]

@tenderpoison asked: “Did you do that on purpose?”

Physical Contact Starters (although this one didn’t end up being physical contact...)

The hybrid froze, a moment of panic consuming him.

No, it hadn’t been on purpose. He hadn’t even realized she was there. While stretching, he’d noticed a worn road, leading down to the edge of a lake. The water’s surface was almost mirror-like, reflecting the sky in such a hypnotizing way. And, amidst the fresh air and beautiful flowers, it was hard to admit he felt a little dirty (it was hard to say whether it was more psychologically or physically). 

Plumeria had promised him a bath already, but..Surely, he reasoned, there’d be no harm in slipping off for just a minute, just to wash some grime and dirt off his feathers. He wouldn’t even undress.

He’d waddled in, until the water was barely above his knees, and enjoyed the cool sensation touching his feathered legs. A minute later, he leaned forword carefully to dip his wings in the water, before raising them and shaking them out like a Pidgey in a birdbath, sending water everywhere.

And then he heard Plumeria.

Immediately wide eyes turned to her, who looked close enough to have been hit by some of the water. A weight settled in his stomach.

What was he in trouble for: getting her wet, or wandering off in the first place?

[syntheticbeast]

'Ohh myy gods it's a fuckin' baby.' Android 03 is adorable, she can't help herself. 'Where we goin' today, sweetness?'

“Sister??” That’s right, Plum had yet to see his android platform in completion, not that it crossed 03′s mind as soon as he saw her. The tank unit rushed towards her, in preparation for a delighted greeting hug.

“Sister! It’s you!”

[forgxtemall]

@tenderpoison​ has sent: Good tidings I bring, to you and your muses, glad tidings for Yuletide and I hope it amuses 🎁

Send ‘Good Tidings We Bring!  🎁’ to my inbox and I’ll give you a treat! [Accepting throughout the month, mutuals, selective] 

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A Mobile header!

And a christmas header! In order to color match with it use #f0caf0 !

[birds-multimuse-moved]

[ x ] @tenderpoison​

He gladly munches on the pearls.

“Hey, you want a knife?” “Kreacher has too many”

[hopefromadoomedtimeline]

'You bein' silly. Come on.' It's naptime now. He had his chance to make a good decision for himself and he fucked it up, so she's going to choose for him. After she makes him a cup of Sleepytime blend and a plate of cookies, she gives him a long shoulder rub to help his muscles relax. Once he's fed and unwound, she leads him by the hand to his bed where she lays him down on his bed, loosens his clothing and takes off his boots for him, then tucks him beneath a heavy, soft blanket.

'Rest, baby,' she insists as she runs her fingers rhythmically through his hair. 'I keep watch for you, no worry.' 

Trunks... isn’t quite sure of what to make of all this.  He’s insistent that she doesn’t need to do anything for him, though the look she gave him afterwards makes him reconsider the choice to fight this too much. This wasn’t like it had been an ordinary occasion, but then again, the gesture of resting and relaxing for once wasn’t such a bad idea. It was a very tempting idea actually, and after a bit more internal debate, he decides that if only for this one time, he can go along with this treatment. Plumeria had earned his trust enough to earn some leeway, and seeing how she seemed to know what she was doing and he did not; following her lead seemed to be the safe bet. It’s not often, or really ever, that someone would go out of their way to give him a meal. Outside of his mother that is. It’s a bit of a change, as well as something Trunks can only try to adjust to as best he can. And for the most part, it works, he finds himself relaxing as she gives him tea and cookies, followed up by a rather nice massage. He’s curious if she had done this often for her friends, or if his constant refusal to properly get a good night’s sleep had caused her to take matters into her own hands. Ultimately, he doesn’t find himself voicing the various questions that pop into his head as despite  his unfamiliarity with such a situation, he can admit it’s nice.

By the time he’s in the bed, he finds himself a bit more willing to allow sleep to get a hold of him than he was before. If he had more energy or much ability to focus, he might have been a bit conscious about someone going through this effort to help with a rather unfortunate habit. But for now, no such thought comes across to him. He instead eases into a more restful state, and attempts to keep his eyes shut as she runs her fingers through his hair. He doesn’t think he’ll actually manage to get sleep immediately, but if he at least makes the active effort to he might just be successful.  A long, deep breath comes out of his mouth. His eyes pop refused to stay close for the moment as he looks up at her, appreciative of the effort she put out for him. “I know you didn’t have to do any of that for my sake, but I’d be lying if I didn’t say it was very kind of you. Even if it was because of a dumb decision on my part... Thank you.”

[bloodofthecovenants]

Rocks him gently in her arms as she sings. 'He left no time to regret, kept his dick wet with his same old safe bet. Me and my head high, and my tears dry, get on without my guy. You went back to what you knew, so far removed from all that we went through, and I tread a troubled track. My odds are stacked, so I'll go back to black.'

There’s a certain lack of understanding of some of the lyrics, but he got the jist of it, If anything...he just enjoyed her singing and the way she rocked him, It was reminiscent of hatchling days. When all he knew is soft feathers, the way light dappled her golden eyes and made that tender kindness ever more real to him, His own voice when he’d call back to her gentle replies. She wasn’t her. he knew that.

but would she like song in return anyway? was he so bold to try, It wasn’t an attempt to replace anyone, It was simply a cry for familiarity in new surroundings that still didn’t sit correct with him. Only because it longed for what was long gone. From his beak, he returned the gesture, nestling closer to his friend.

“Once upon a time there was a man, a wandering soul Lost in the realm of our kingdom They say he was a king who fought a great war When the dragons came into our kingdom and burnt everyone with a roar

Once upon a time there was a kingdom, a beautiful one Surrounded in darkness of an ancient war They say there was a king, this wandering soul Who's cursed by a demon, forever, to watch his own realm rise and fall.”

[magma-mouse]

The pets and attention did eventaulyl make the Numel drop the chips and nuzzle into Plumes hands. He loves attention almost as much as he loves chips.

@tenderpoison​

[magonumberfive]

[ lacerate ] [just fuck me up]

ouch oof my bones and feelings ;; accepting  [ lacerate ] for one muse to get stabbed while protecting/working with the other 

Cornered dogs bite, but this one knew better than to snap at the hand that fed him. 

The worst of the episode had already subsided, but seeing Plumeria drove in the last spike he needed to ground his thoughts, leaving him to run a shaky hand through his hair. She never asked many questions, and he was grateful for it, but today the words tumbled out of his mouth on their own. He was being followed. He knew he was. It wasn’t shadows, it wasn’t--- it wasn’t.........but it was, wasn’t it? Chittering demons, laughing in the recesses of his mind. It was never real. 

But what if it was?

Shigehide was an easy enough target for any mugger to pick out. Maybe not rich, but the way his head swiveled at the slightest bump in the street, the way he seemed to shrivel under his over-sized clothing? To an amateur, he was an easy target. A couple bucks and no risk of a report. Who’d pay attention to some bum? 

Maybe he should have, considering old habits die hard. 

It wouldn’t occur to Shige until a lot later, but pushing Plumeria back and away from the sudden figure was one of the worst ideas he ever had. The regret was immediate, shoulder searing hot with pain as he forced his weight back to knock her away from the figure turning the corner. It threw the entire stance off on the wrong foot. It threw the would be threat off too, which would normally be a good thing, but the kid responded with the only thing he could think of with a scream.

Their knife lunged, pulled away as quickly as it sunk into his abdomen. 

Shige threw a punch, knocking the young man square across the mouth and onto the pavement below, leaving him to scramble back to his feet in an attempt to bolt. Buddy wouldn’t let him get away without  teeth in his heels. 

The follow through brought his body to bend forward, shooting stars across his vision as his free hand reached out for the stone wall beside him. The fist uncurled to clench his side. It met blood. 

Breathe in through the nose. Out through the mouth. Shock was one son of a bitch he didn’t feel like meeting today. Stay calm. 

They didn’t twist. The fucking idiot didn’t know the first thing about wielding a knife. Or he was too pussy shit to get a job done? Still hurt though. Still hurt like all hell. Fuck.

Don’t laugh. If you laugh it’ll hurt worse. 

Too late- a shaky, pained wheeze blew past his after his last inhale. “Motherfucker--”

And that’s when his legs gave out, tumbling out from under him with a failed step back. 

[ex-rockxtgrunt]

tenderpoison replied to your post “His feet clear the ground by an inch or two as he is hoisted...”

//smh

//OH NO

Well.

I guess I Cyan deserves a spanking.

[son-of-skarmory]

@athazagoraxine asked: A low and soothing whistle comes as she strokes the plumage of his back and wings, patiently removing bits of debris and leaving the feathers smooth and glossy.

MAKE MY CHARACTER FEEL LOVED.

@tenderpoison

Amazingly, there was no fidgeting or complaining from the hybrid. He didn’t normally like anyone being behind him, where his wings blocked his vision, but her whistling let him know exactly where she was, and her hands exactly what she was doing.

It must have been a mess back there. His feathers were far from healthy, and there were plenty of places he simply couldn’t reach. His stomach dropped at the thought of Plumeria tending to the inside of his wings, however; there was no hiding the bald patches he’d created from stress. Perhaps he could find a way to avoid that confrontation...

For now, though, he simply let her work, occasionally starting to doze off to the sound of her humming only to bolt back awake.

[wendygoes]

SCREECHES AT THE TOP OF HER LUNGS.

      So he hears it, the call of a distant challenger.

      Wendy’s jaws part and a horrifying scream exits his lungs, like a wraith, like a dying wolf, like a frenzied BEAST.

             Or maybe, it was the cry of loneliness.

[syntheticbeast]

💜💜

How much does your muse trust mine? | Accepting

[ ᴏғ ᴄᴏᴜʀsᴇ, ᴅᴇᴀʀ sɪsᴛᴇʀ. ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴅᴏ ᴍʏ ʙᴇsᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀs ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ ᴍʏ ᴄᴀʀᴇ sᴀғᴇ. ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴇᴛ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴀᴅ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʏ ʀᴇsᴛ ᴇᴀsʏ. ]

[buggsskull-a]

tenderpoison replied to your post “((just so we’re clear that is one of the lowest effort promos i’ve...”

//my bad i deleted it

((oh dw you’re totally fine, i’m just an anxious paranoid dumbass who feels a need to let everyone know if something i make isn’t my absolute best))