#ty for the ask :3c

[muzzlemouths]

Showing the DMD boys Mariah Carey's "All I Want for Christmas is You"?

I wanted so badly to reply to this with a "Oh god she's thawing" joke but truthfully, I think they would be delighted. Sun, especially, would feel infected by the energy that is Mariah Carey's All I Want for Christmas is You. He would sing it until it became stuck in his head and then he would make that your problem.

[chai-dye]

🧤🌝🌚?

🧤 - do you own any gear? If yes, what is it?

We have a clip-on tail but its just for funsies

🌝 - how does your identity affect your everyday life?

Frequent disappointment about being physically weak, sometimes I expect to be stronger than I am. Not having a hammerspace also sucks but that one's out of my control lol || *table grip.*

🌚 - do you experience shifts? If yes, what kind of shifts do you experience most often?

Not particularly! || Its (usually?) not voluntary. Mostly long the lines of Phantom/Envisage

[takohebi]

❌ (sorry, Yuu lol)

❌ OC in something they would absolutely never wear

(It's a good thing you're anon /jk)

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uhhh 1 14 10 for any one of your guys you want

this one's for ssh because i haven't talked about them in a while :3

1. what's a lie your character tells most often?

pre-global ascension: yes, i consent to the new construction.

post-global ascension: one day, one of these messages will reach someone else. someone has to reply. they have to.

10. what fact do they excitedly tell people about at every opportunity?

it's not a singular fact, but whenever their scavs bring in a new pearl for them, they'll examine it and rattle off the specifics about the quality of the lattice, the pearl's age, any fractures or impurities it might have, etc.

14. how do they put out a candle?

generally speaking, they don't allow open flame inside their structure (except within the fissure leading to their chamber, which they reluctantly accept), so if any candles/incense were brought in without being put out, they'd just 'blow it out' (read: lift it away from the scavenger carrying it and gently explode it).

[painfully-unoriginal]

for the art prompt: scemo style nico and mordecai? 👀

[habken]

And what if I said I like fem bkdk much more than bkdk, what if I said I like your art style?🤨 what then?

yaoi getting yuried is always a win 🙏💕

[courtmartialme]

for chimera riza au, how much of her intelligence/personality is still there? I know you mentioned she's a less advanced chimera than others at the devil's Nest, but is she still more advanced mentally than chimera Nina?

i talked about it a little in another ask, she's between nina and the devil's nest chimeras in terms of success! she looks more beastly like nina but mostly her consciousness is still human. though the trauma of going through what she did makes this human consciousness stay kind of dormant and make her rely on her animal instincts a lot, if that makes sense? for the time she was with the devil's nest guys they didn't know she could talk because it's tiresome, her speech is broken and it kind of hurts to talk. she can also understand what others say to a certain extent

it's like that also because her memories from before she got taken are foggy, but after she's rescued her memories gradually come back and with that more of her personality/humanity too ^__^

[crow-quet]

Might I suggest Lunacord fan child/next gen?

what a fun one !!! :D getting to mix and match everything was an enjoyable little puzzle for me :3c

[prismaticpichu]

Oo how about “you’re safe now” with Sephiroth and any of agz? Whether that is true or not is up to you >:)

OOOOOOH, STAR!! That is a juicy one!!! :000 >:3cc Thank you so much for the delicious start!!! 💕

~

Sephiroth didn’t need to glance up to know it was Angeal who stalked into his office that evening, the exhausted huff and heavy slam of the door telling him all that he needed to know.

“...Long training session?” Sephiroth grunted, green eyes never straying from the document in front of him, his pen never halting in its elegant glide across the paper.

He heard Angeal plunk onto the couch. “Very long,” he corrected, and Sephiroth could see him sweep a sweat-sheeted layer of hair back from the corner of his eye. “I’m telling you... that boy, he drains me. Really drains me.”

Sephiroth scoffed, unsurprised. “Did I not warn you that a student would be a waste of your energy?”

“Gee... Thanks, Sephiroth.”

The man’s scoff hardened into a grunt. “I’m only being factual. If you had to take a protégée under your wing, I’m still baffled as to why you needed one of such... high demand.”

“High demand?” Angeal parroted, leaning back against the sofa. “What is he, a pet?”

“Mmn. I not the one who gave him the moniker, ‘puppy.’“

“Heh, well, it’s true.” Angeal’s lips curled into a smirk. “That kid’s got more energy than the average chihuahuas. And he’s clumsy like one, too. You know he broke three training swords by swinging too hard today?”

“Again...” Sephiroth scoffed, “why are you so devoted to this student?”

He was not expecting such a long swath of silence to pass after that. It was as if the words had struck something in his friend, strumming a tender cord that Sephiroth didn’t know to be so raw, leaving the man appearing extremely distant. Thoughtful. Wistful. For several beats, Angeal didn’t say a word, his gaze drifting over to the large, panoramic window behind him, scanning over the sprawling, bustling terrain of the cityscape below.

And when he did finally speak again, some noticeable time later, he seemingly wanted to redirect the subject entirely.

“...I need to ask you a favor, Sephiroth,” he said.

Grateful for the break in silence, Sephiroth continued to scrawl. “What?”

“...Can you look at me, at least? I’m serious.”

Something of a sigh escaped Sephiroth’s lips as he lifted his gaze from his paperwork, blinking a couple times to ease the strain, green eyes drifting across the office to lock with the sage, mako-fueled indigo of his friend’s.

He was almost taken aback by just how stern the man’s countenance really was.

“...If anything happens to me,” Angeal started, grimly, taking their connected gaze as permission to speak, “I need you to take care of Zack... alright?”

Sharp, blazing jolts of surprise coursed through Sephiroth’s body, stunned by both his friend’s direct words and the deeper implications. “W... what?” was all he could manage to say, the emerald eyes briefly widening before narrowing to slits, a pulse of concern hammering dreadfully in his heart. “Why would something happen to you?”

Angeal didn’t seem at all fazed by the question, the l prospect. “Life’s unpredictable... isn’t it? Who knows what might happen tomorrow.”

“Angeal—” Sephiroth started, unable to stifle the full extent of his panic. How... how could he even say such a thing? Genesis hadn’t even been gone for a week, and now Angeal was trying to insinuate something might happen to him as well? Something that might... take him away too...?! His lips curled into a snarl, defensive. “Why would you...—”

“Hey, relax.” Angeal put his palms up in a gesture of peace, comfort. “I’m not going anywhere.”—There was a flicker im his eyes as he said this, a spark that Sephiroth just couldn’t decipher—”I simply... worry about Zack sometimes. That’s all. I’m afraid he’ll get himself really tangled up without someone watching out for him. He’s a good kid, though, Sephiroth.:; Probably the kindest soul in all of SOLDIER. And really good with a sword, too.”

Sephiroth raised a brow. Skilled with a sword...? Heh. Most younger SOLDIERs preferred guns—much easier to handle, more practical, quicker to kill... It did take a certain courage to wield a blade, a certain character...

Still—

Sephiroth’s eyes returned to slits, throat rumbling in protest. “I don’t care.” he shook his head, tempted to reabsorb himself in his paperwork, the feline needles drifting back to his pen and document. “I have no desire to adopt a student.”

Angeal rubbed a kink in his neck. “...It was only a hypothetical, Sephiroth.”

“It doesn’t matter,” the man grunted. “I do not want the responsibility thrust upon me. Ask somebody else.”

Angeal remained silent for a moment. “...Like who, Sephiroth? Tell me.”

“Gene—” Sephiroth began, instinctively, before reality clamped down on his tongue in a cold, jagged vice, swallowing the rest of the name instead as a bitter silence dogged, one that loomed over the two SOLDIERs, breathing into and thickening the air around them like pollution.

“Exactly,” Angeal said after a few moments, quietly. “You’re the only one who I could really turn to, Sephiroth. The only one who be able to truly protect nim.”

Sephiroth’s gaze fell to the floor.

“Sephiroth...” Angeal sighed, pleading. “I need to know that there will be someone looking out for him. Please... I’m asking as a friend.”

Sephiroth grunted. “...And how would we ever get along?”

There was a beat, and Angeal cracked a small, wan smile. “...Don’t worry about that,” he chuckled. “I didn’t just call him Pup for the energy alone: he grows on you, you know? He worms his way into your heart.”

Heh, right... Sephiroth rapped his fingers against the arm of the chair. “...And who says I’m equipped to a student?”

Angeal shrugged, the tired smile still present. “I think you could use it. Both of you. Zack could likely benefit from someone a little tougher, and, you, well...” He thought for a moment. “I think Zack would be able to see what I see in you, friend. What... we both saw in you.” His smile faltered a little as he added this, another indecipherable flicker in his mako-fueled eyes. “In any case... I wouldn’t expect you to become best friends. I’m not asking that. Hell, I’d be rather shocked if you did. I’m only asking for someone who will look after the kid. Someone who I can trust, and someone who I know will...”—his eyes softened, swallowing thickly—”keep my friend safe...”

The silver bangs spilled over Sephiroth’s visage as he dipped his chin.

“Sephiroth... please.”

He never did give him an answer before Angeal’s phone rang, and the man raced out of his office in search of Zack.

The conversation never arose again.

—————

Green eyes fluttered open in the present, still sitting upright on his best friend’s couch, still cloaked in the sleepy darkness that had initially lulled him to sleep. Flickering lights from the television still puddled on his face, still buzzing with some late-night program that was left on... And that weight—the warm, sturdy weight pressing against his shoulder...

Sleepily, Sephiroth turned his head aside, and he couldn’t say he was surprised to find Zack sound asleep against him, a tranquil smile playing on his lips as he exhaled soft, rhythmic breaths into his coat, the light from the TV illuminating his sleepy visage, his scar, the thready cowlick that drooped endearingly over his nose...

Smiling softly, Sephiroth reached out, gently ruffling the feathery nest of spikes.

Zack’s own smile softened under his touch.

“…You’re safe with me. I promise.”

[thebrandywine]

33 chreon, if you’re feelin’ it? :3

33. “Use the new toy I bought you.  Let me watch.”

--

“Use the new toy I bought you.  Let me watch.”

"You're shitting me," Leon pants. "Now?"

"Now," Chris says, smiling a little. He presses against Leon's shoulder lightly to make room between them, Leon shifting back on his knees and Chris leaning down from where he's sitting on the edge of the bed to place The Monster on the floor. "You need help?"

"No," Leon says hotly, but he's staring at the base of the dildo where it suction cups to the hardwood and swallowing a little, breath in his throat. "I can do it."

Chris strokes over his hair. Leon's eyelids flutter shut as he tilts into the touch, hazy, wanting to feel good, wanting to be good. "I know you can. Just take it slow, okay? How are your knees?"

"They're okay," Leon says, even though they're starting to ache. This kind of lie he can sometimes get away with, but not usually-- Chris seems excited enough about the toy to be distracted, though.

"Up," Chris says, and Leon lifts up, falling into the ease of command in a way that settles him like nothing else. "Good. Down."

Leon exhales shakily when the tip presses against his hole, Chris's hand a comfortable weight on his head as he sinks down slowly, slowly. The Monster is bigger than anything he's taken before which is why Chris has spent so much time working him open tonight. Leon's mouth falls open on a slow moan of an exhale as he's stretched open, as he finally sheaths it inside him, as he trembles all over and tilts forward to be steadied between Chris's legs.

"There we go," Chris drawls, his cock hard where it presses against Leon's nose through his sweats. "Good boy."

[capn-twitchery]

a13 or d12!!

one a13 gremlin comin up! and looking far more like knife cat than i intended (but that's ok bc it works for them)

(expression ask meme over here!)

[corcnaiism]

───※ ·❆· ※─── " can i be helping you with that ? " : ingvar - @riiese

the  sudden  voice  startled  the  poor  kid,  causing  him  to  jump  in  place  &  brace  himself  for  some  form  of  impact.  for  a  moment,  dipper  had  assumed  he  had  angered  another  creature  living  among  the  forest  with  his  investigating　　  　　(  which  wouldn’t  be  out  of  the  ordinary  ),  　　&  normally  his  sister  would  be  around  to  give  him  a  heads-up.  however,  today  it  had  just  been  him  exploring  the  unknown  as  mabel  had  been  occupied  with  spending  time  with  her  friends,  so  he  was  kind  of  out  in  the  open  for  anyone  to  come  right  up  behind  him  if  he  wasn’t  careful  enough.  

fortunately,  no  harm  fell  his  way,  &  the  young  boy  uncovered  himself  to  take  a  peek  towards  the  source  of  the  voice  &  an  audible  gasp  left  his  gaping  mouth.  before  him  stood  a  large  individual,  extensively  larger  than  him,  &  it  made  him  feel  silly  as  to  how  he  hadn’t  heard  him  sneak  up  on  him.  dipper  has  seen  many  large  beings  during  his  time  in  gravity  falls,  but  this  was  the  first  time  he  has  seen  one  that  didn’t  look  like  they  were  going  to  eat  him  .  .  .  maybe.

　　“  　　u-uh. 　　”  —  the  tremble  in  his  voice  as  his  fingers  fidgeted  to  try  &  keep  himself  composed.  —  “  　　you’re  not . . .  hostile,  right  .ᐣ.ᐣ  like  you’re  not  going  to  try  &  eat  me or  something  .ᐣ.ᐣ  i,  uh,  taste  really bad  .  .  .  just  for  the  record.  　　”

he  had  to  make  sure  before  he  could  proceed,  though  someone  as  tall  as  the  other  would  surely  be  beneficial  in  helping  him  get  back  his  journal  clinging  on  a  branch  nearby  —  too  high  for  his  shorter  stature.

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3 and 10 for yanny :3

3. how often do they show genuine emotions to others?

man yanny can't even show genuine emotion to themself. (jokes aside, it's rare. they've got pretty flat affect and open expressions of emotion like crying, laughing, etc. take concentrated effort on their part. they do have tells for when they're feeling certain emotions, but one kind of has to know them well to notice them.)

10. what fact do they excitedly tell people at every opportunity?

depends on the time, but usually it's big important things that happen in their life, like 'i just got a new job' or 'my birthday* is coming up'. that's after they get out of their shell, though, they're not much for small talk or talking with strangers.

*yanny doesn't know when their actual birthday is, so they picked a day (august 31) to be their birthday.

[enhanced-operatives-division]

Points at you. 10 and/or 11 for starstruck?

Two starstruck asks,,,,,,joy of joys,,

Part of an ask game linked here.

#10. What's an au you have for them?

Since them meeting at all is technically an AU i have 3 different ways that they do meet up. There's the one where Juniper ends up with the agency/adjacent to and ends up working with Reggie (have written a fic with this). The next one is Juniper surviving but basically going stealth and living as normal of a life as he can and ending up meeting Reggie through chance (most recent fic I've written). And then there's my personal favourite where Reginald "You're lucky my tracking skills are still up to snuff" Crane keeping himself busy after Phoenix was MIA and finding Juniper still alive (fic I want to write but haven't started mainly because it may end up multi chapter).

In terms of more AU canon bending taking them and putting them in a completely unrelated situation...I have a guilty pleasure Warrior Cats AU for IEYTD in general. Both JJ and Reggie have perfect warrior cats suffixes in their names already (Juniper and Crane) so they're called Junipersong (charcoal bengal) and Craneflight (tabby Norwegian forest cat). It's very silly but the amount of scenes I have in my mind for it...good lord...

#11. How was their first kiss like?

Augh my friend Imp wrote an absolutely excellent fic about it (tragically in the realm of unfinished Google docs) and I'm shaking their hand about it so hard. Basically Juniper kissing Reggie but he like wasn't ready/fully expecting it and Juniper absolutely panicking because he thinks he's misread every interaction between them both since they got closer. The second one is much sweeter though,,

[shey-pancake]

I just wanna say I loooove your art style!

And your springtrapCOUGH😳

HEEEE thank you so much !! 💜 this melts my heart 😭💕 and even more since I have been going through very rough days lately tbh

AND HEHEHEHE you have fallen for my trap 👁️👁️/j

[strawbubbysugar]

My current working theory with what you’ve said about them is that Eclipse is going to be caused by Sun becoming human. (Or at least half-way like that one Anon suggested) Having the brain of a person would definitely effect their current ‘condition’

Moon would have to go SOMEWHERE in that situation after all, wouldn’t he? How else but their minds merging together? (Then again I was completely off with how I thought they’d combine in the first place, you’ve got me on the edge of my seat fr fr)

An interesting theory! :D I love it when y’all send em in ehhehe