28, nonbinary, and very gay. Weirdness and trash ships ensue. But seriously, I do art, play games, and write.
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Three and One - Crewmate x Imposter (Among Us Fic)
pt.1, pt.2, pt.3, pt.4, pt.5, pt.6, pt.7, pt.8, pt.9, pt.10, pt.11
The Difference Between Protection and Cruelty - Jackrabbit
Safe System - Human x Orc x Minotaur
pt.1. pt.2, pt.3, pt.4, pt.5, pt.6, pt.7, pt.8, pt.9,
Secondary Colors & Tertiary Souls - Writing Prompt
A Wizard's Will - Writing Prompt
Token - Writing Prompt
A Dragon in the Keep - Writing Prompt
The Child - Writing Prompt
Celestial Iron - Writing Prompt
Chaos et Affectio - Writing Prompt
Website Links:
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Tapas
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Hare Hop - Ferro meets a Hare at the gym. (18+)
Demon's Delight - Ferro meets the rest of the Polycule (18+)
In the Lion's Den (Commission) - Ian meets Duke (18+)
In the Lion's Paws (Commission) - Ian gets some aftercare (18+)
In the Lion's Pride (Commission) - Nathan is invited over to Duke's place for some fun (18+)
In the Lion's Care (Commission) - Duke takes Ian to a cabin for a weekend of fun (18+)
In the Lion's Power (Commission) - Duke takes Ian out for a midnight stroll. While they relax, they come across Lorenzo.
Three and One - Crewmate x Imposter (Among Us Fic)
pt.1, pt.2, pt.3, pt.4, pt.5, pt.6, pt.7, pt.8, pt.9, pt.10, pt.11
The Difference Between Protection and Cruelty - Jackrabbit
Safe System - Human x Orc x Minotaur
pt.1. pt.2, pt.3, pt.4, pt.5, pt.6, pt.7, pt.8, pt.9,
Secondary Colors & Tertiary Souls - Writing Prompt
A Wizard's Will - Writing Prompt
Token - Writing Prompt
A Dragon in the Keep - Writing Prompt
The Child - Writing Prompt
Celestial Iron - Writing Prompt
Chaos et Affectio - Writing Prompt
Website Links:
AO3
Wattpad
Tapas
FA
Hare Hop - Ferro meets a Hare at the gym. (18+)
Demon's Delight - Ferro meets the rest of the Polycule (18+)
In the Lion's Den (Commission) - Ian meets Duke (18+)
In the Lion's Paws (Commission) - Ian gets some aftercare (18+)
In the Lion's Pride (Commission) - Nathan is invited over to Duke's place for some fun (18+)
In the Lion's Care (Commission) - Duke takes Ian to a cabin for a weekend of fun (18+)
In the Lion's Power (Commission) - Duke takes Ian out for a midnight stroll. While they relax, they come across Lorenzo.
It was pure chance that Noric spotted them. Two imposing figures violently attacking someone in an alleyway would obviously tip off a member of the Clean Up Crew. Bit found himself having significant trouble keeping focus as the ogre and snake-man continued to rain blows down on him, laughing the entire time. Bit nearly went catatonic when he saw a handful of orcs beelining towards him. But their immense concern broke through, surprising Bit as, for once, another’s emotions leaked into his thoughts. He desperately tried to focus as the orcs began yelling at his attackers. They blessedly abandoned their assault on him as the orcs began trying to fend them off.
Their shouts of protest were muffled by the roar in Bit’s ears. At that point he wasn’t certain if it was the adrenaline, possible concussion, or the rain that continued to pour down. Though his vision was somewhat blurry, he clearly saw his attackers draw their pistols on the orcs. The orcs that were trying to help him. The orcs that reminded him so vividly of Dren.
In an instant, the immense energy that had been held back by his now ruined collar was unleashed. A cacophonous blast of sound shattered the windows of both buildings that surrounded the group from ground to sky. Raining powdered glass down into the alleyway. At the same moment a vicious bolt of lightning struck Bit as he steadied himself on bloody knees. Along the ground and from his now glowing eyes this selfsame electricity surged toward the pair of Tyger Claws. Bit briefly saw their looks of fear before they were blown away by the full force of a stormfront. The water, wind, and lightning danced around the small group of orcs with ease, leaving them dazed yet unscathed.
The Tyger Claws were far less lucky, finding themselves slammed into the ruined buildings with all of their cybernetics violently burning out. This just before being blown from the alley by violent winds emanating from the now panting and electrified half-dragon. Bit registered that the orcs were alright for the moment, and his instincts fully consumed him. Mist and static converged around Bit and the orcs, forming a wall of hard light. Bit could faintly hear words from the orcs around him, yet they could not reach him.
Dren and Taloch arrived, uncertain what they would find. A giant barrier of statically charged mist in the shape of an eastern dragon in the middle of a torrential downpour was not quite in their expectations. A large group of their Clean Up Crew were gathered around the outside, attempting and failing to breach this barrier. Dren was first to the group, approaching one of his younger cousins who was currently speaking to someone through her phone implant.
“What the hell is happening?” Dren shouted over the deafening storm. The shorter orc turned to him with a concerned look on her face.
“No fucking clue!” she yelled, “One minute we were running to help some of the guys, the next the tyger bitches were flung out of the alley half charred and this was in the way!” She gestured to the alleyway.
“Who all is in there?” Taloch asked from his position behind Dren. The orc held up a finger as she repeated the question to whoever she had been talking to. After a moment she turned back to Taloch and Dren.
“Ok, so sounds like your Bit is the cause of whatever the hell this is. He’s in the center. Three of our guys are in there too. They’re injured but mostly from some weak ass punches from the tygers before this happened.” She relayed.
“How’s Bit?” Dren asked anxiously. She grimaced before answering.
“He’s in really rough shape, and is completely out of it.” She glanced back at the draconic barrier, “Not even sure he understands what he’s doing right now.” Dren and Taloch exchanged a look before dismissing the orc and marching towards the barrier. The heavy rain and violent winds made it difficult for them to get close enough to interact. Suddenly, Dren perked up.
“Tal, I got an idea!” Dren announced. Taloch glanced down at him confused as Dren pointed upwards at the surrounding buildings. “Windows are busted, we could drop down from above.” Taloch looked horrified at the notion before glancing back at the alleyway. The head of the misty dragon seemed to be glaring at them in defiance.
“That is a horrible idea!” Taloch shouted back. Dren gave him a flat look.
“Got a better one?”
“No…”
The pair quickly made their way to one of the buildings, slipping through the shattered window and into a now ruined office space. The pair wasted no time in dashing for the stairs. It took six floors to clear the top of the barrier. The pair looked down into the eye of the storm to see the trio of orcs leaning against a dumpster and Bit hovering in place with light pouring from his body.
“Holy shit…” Dren muttered. Taloch merely nodded in agreement. “Right, how the fuck we gettin’ down there?” He asked. Toloch tore his gaze away from the remarkable sight to stare at his husband incredulously.
“You didn't think of that before suggesting we come up here?” He demanded, earning him a shrug and smirk from Dren for his trouble. Taloch frantically looked around the alleyway, eyes landing again on the dumpster. The lids had been blown off at some point, by the storm Taloch reasoned. It was piled high with garbage. Instantly, Taloch knew what they had to do.
“Ok, Fuck! We have to jump.” Taloch relayed. “Aim for the trash.” Dren looked at the minotaur with a look of strained disgust before nodding.
“Shit…”
“Most likely.” Taloch responded before bracing himself. “The things we do for love.” He muttered, earning a hearty laugh from Dren. The duo clasped hands before sprinting through the room. With a mighty leap they emerged from the ruined building. Sailing past the howling winds and crackling static, they landed squarely in the dumpster. The pair were dazed slightly as they clambered out of the garbage, covered in things that neither wanted to focus on. Dren turned to the trio sitting by the dumpster, surprised to find one of his brother’s boyfriend among them.
“Shit, Wriggle you ok?” Dren called. The lanky orc gave him a shaky smile and a thumbs up. “Hold tight!” Dren called to them. With that, Dren and Taloch turned to Bit. He hovered in the air, glowing with static light. His clothes, a ruined pair of sweatpants and a torn and burned shirt that Taloch vaguely recognized as one of his. His body was covered in grim and dark bruises. Scratches and scrapes marred his body. His knees were covered in blood that dribbled down his legs.
“Fuck…” Taloch breathed “What did they do to you?” They approached cautiously, going as slow as they could force themselves to. Their immediate instinct of rushing forward to protect him from everything in the world was just barely restrained. “Bit, can you hear us?” Taloch said. Bit’s head turned to face them, eyes still glowing with pale violet light.
“Little Bit, it’s ok.” Dren called. “You’re safe, the guys are safe, we’re here.” The light around bit slowly dimmed as his body fully faced them midair.
“We’re here for you, you can let go.” Taloch encouraged. Bit seemed to spasm as his eyes scrunched up. The glow behind them dissipated as tears began to freely flow down his bruised cheeks. Bit fell from the air, landing in Dren and Taloch’s arms as they surged forward to catch him. The storm began to subside as the barrier dissolved into nothing but thin mist around them. The other members of the Clean Up Crew began to flow into the alley, quickly extracting Wriggle and the other two orcs that had tried to defend Bit.
Minutes later they were tearing through the streets with an unconscious Bit in Dren’s lap as they raced to Nip and Tuck’s. Having called ahead, the duo were waiting for them when they arrived. Immediately taking Bit into their clinic to begin their work. Bandaging, cleaning, disinfecting, suturing, and stitching all of Bit’s wounds took hours. But, eventually, they had done it. When Dren and Taloch were allowed to enter, they both nearly fell to their knees. Bit’s knees and arms were wrapped tightly in bandages and gauze. The left side of his face was a dark purple, and deep bags under his eyes stood out starkly. Taloch was first to approach, gently caressing Bit’s uninjured cheek.
“He’s a strong one, I’ll give him that.” Tuck muttered from where he was washing his hands. “But he’ll need a lot of rest.” He said, turning to face the trio. “We had to give him an impromptu sponge bath to properly disinfect the wounds, but we’re sending you home with some heavy-duty waterproof gauze.” Tuck said as he made his way over to one of the cabinets.
“Also, we’ve been working on a new collar since you called us over for his last checkup.” Nip chimed in, bringing over a purple collar with a gold ring hanging from the front. The inner section was lined with comfortable looking faux fur. “Don’t put it on for another few hours, we need to let all that energy he was building up out. But this one should allow for better regulation.” She said with confidence.
“Thanks guys” Dren managed to choke out as he took the collar, turning it over in his hands. He sidled up to Taloch, wrapping an arm around the taller man’s waist. After a few more hours of ensuring Bit was stable, they took him back to the apartment. Bit stirred as they rode the elevator up, letting out a small pained sound as he cuddled into Taloch’s chest.
“It’s alright, Bit, you’re safe.” Taloch murmured as the elevator doors opened. Dren quickly excused himself to prepare a broth for them while Talock ferried Bit to the bathroom to change his bandages. After securing his wounds with the water-proof gauze, Taloch carefully lowered Bit into the shower. Removing the sheet that Tuck and Nip had given them to cover him. Taloch stripped as well in order to properly clean the smaller man. He sat behind the hybrid, letting him lean back against his chest as the minotaur washed Bit’s hair. Weeks of grime and dirt peeled away as Taloch continued to carefully clean him.
“Is it alright if I clean up everywhere?” Taloch asked in a soft voice. Bit merely nodded against him. Taloch cleaned methodically, too distracted by the angry dark splotches around the bandages to think of anything else. Some distant part of his mind was slowly realizing the situation he was in, but he was determined to deal with the inevitable horny episodes later. It seemed Dren had a similar thought process as he entered the bathroom with a thermos of fragrant broth.
“Made sure it was lukewarm, so you can go ahead and drink some.” Dren said as he sat at the edge of the shower and held the thermos towards them. “Can you drink some for me, Little Bit?” he asked. Bit again nodded, his eyes barely open and clearly tired. Dren scooted closer, not caring if his clothes were getting wet. A gentle hand maneuvered Bit’s mouth to the thermos and the hybrid drank with a quiet murmur of joy at the taste. After a moment, the broth was set aside. Steam filled the room as Taloch finished his menstruations.
“Bit,” Taloch whispered, holding the hybrid to his chest as hot water poured over them. “Why did you leave?” He asked. Bit, clearly reaching a breaking point, began to cry. His grief and regret flowing through the room like a river, enveloping Dren and Taloch. They shushed him in tandem. Hushed whispers and reassurances paired with questions of what he wanted. The water was shut off as Dren retrieved the new collar at Bit’s request. He was dried and dressed in one of Dren’s shirts and the new collar. The trio still sat on the floor of the bathroom, Bit nestled in the crossed legs of Taloch while Dren gently rubbed his sore feet. Finally, Bit spoke.
“I, I was afraid.” He said, his already quiet voice roughened from his injuries. “The doctor said I would be a burden to you.” Bit said, look from Dren to Taloch. “I didn’t want to be.” He hiccuped, tears spilling from his eyes again. Taloch tightened his hold on Bit as he spoke with deep conviction.
“You are not, and cannot be a burden to us.” He said as Dren moved forward to take Bit’s hand into his own.
“We want you here, with us.” Dren affirmed, moving closer to them. Bit found himself nestled between the two as he cried. He barely noticed as they carried him into their room. Carefully and gently, Dren and Taloch settled Bit onto their bed with several pillows that had at one point been in Bit’s room. Then, Bit’s eyes shot open as Taloch kissed him. Softly and full of pure affection. He pulled back to look down at Bit with the most gentle eyes. It was soon followed by an equally tender kiss from Dren. As they both pulled back and helped Bit to better lay back against the pillows, he let out a small ‘oh’.
“Yeah, oh.” Dren chuckled, undoing his braids and stripping to his underwear as he crawled in beside Bit. Taloch simply chuckled softly as he lay on Bit’s other side. Carefully nuzzling Bit’s bruised cheek.
“Get some sleep little one, we’ll keep you safe.” Taloch whispered. Bit, surrounded by warmth and love, did just that.
I'm really hoping to get a decent amount of commissions this month so I can pay bills on time and still be able to buy groceries. If anybody is looking or knows anybody looking, I draw and write! And I can totally do erotica!!
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Hey Tumblr Guy, I have a question and I need it answered quickly:
So, I typically buy a tub of 'Anime Girl Thigh - 100 Servings' from Gamersupps, and instead of scooping it into a separate container and drinking it that way, I pour water directly into the tub and drink the entire thing in one sitting.
However, last time I did this, I forgot to order the caffeine-free version, and I didn't realize it until I just finished drinking the tub.
So I looked it up, and apparently 100 - 150 servings of caffiene can be lethal. So trying to act quickly, I decided to pour water into 3.33 tubs of 'AFK+ (with Melatonin): Cookies and Dream - 30 Servings' in order to counteract the 100 servings of caffeine.
My question is:
I can now smell my bones through my skin, is that permanent, or will that go away?
Danny, snorts and playfully kicks Tucker's shin: No, hes not yours. Hes not mine either. One of mom's old friends- Talia, or Tina? Something like that- couldn't take care of him anymore-between you guys and me, I think she escaped from a cult- and she asked mom if she and dad could raise him.
Sam: So why do you have him?
Danny: Sam after the last four, almost five, years of knowing my parents, would you trust them with another infant?
Sam: Fair point.
Tucker: So what's his name?
Danny: This is Damian, isn't he the cutest? Look as those pretty green eyes.
Tucker: Ugh look at his cute little grumpy face. Let me hold him.
Danny: *hands Damian to Tucker*
Sam: The teachers are okay with you just having a baby with you? What about after school? I thought you finally decided on a university.
Danny: There's only a few more months of school, so the teachers are fine with it. Then after graduation, me and Damian will be moving to Central City, my part time job is connected to S.T.A.R labs and they have a daycare thats willing to watch Damian during my collage courses and work hours. I thought this through Sam.
Sam: If you're sure.
Danny: I am. Besides, Damian is a little angel.
Tucker: Okay stop hitting my glasses please. *holds Damian away from him so he'll stop grabbing his glasses* Sam, you want to hold him?
Sam: No thank you. I don't like children, especially babies.
Tucker: *shrugs before passing Damian back to Danny, where Damian immediately calms down*
Danny: Come on, let's go to class before the halls get too rowdy.
Valerie: *gasp* Danny, you finally gave birth to our kid?!
Wes: Excuse you, Val, but thats obviously mine and Danny's kid.
Danny, exasperated and laughing: Ancients! I did not give birth to anyone's kid! I lack the proper organs!
It was an odd thing, to be afraid when others fear you. Their kind were in constant fear. They feared the dangerous climate of their home world. They feared the visitors from the stars who ravaged their homes. They feared being alone in the vacuum of space. They feared discovery. Most of all, they feared themselves as many of their kind began to fight back in the most brutal of ways. And now, Maroon was afraid of how his mates would react to his discovery. The trio began settling into their normal meeting spot, deep in the vents. Gray had flopped over onto Pink’s side, looking expectantly at Maroon. It couldn’t be put off any longer, so in order to get things started, Maron simply blurted out his announcement.
“Black may have discovered what I am.” Maroon announced. Gray reacted violently, slipping off of Pink’s side in surprise. His tentacles writhing in shock and barely constrained fear. Pink stared at Maroon in utter shock before gathering Gray in his arms and attempting to calm him.
“Beloved, please explain this.” Pink said with restrained anger as he soothed the smallest of them. Maroon steeled himself as he gathered his thoughts. Before long he moved closer to his partners to pet Gray’s head soothingly.
“When the power failed, I panicked. I thought that another of our kind had found its way onto the ship.” Maroon explained. “When I arrived, black was safe, but his eyes began to lighten in the same manner as ours do in the dark.” Gray tensed in Pink’s arms, prompting Maroon to reach over and stroke his head. “Peace beloved, I am uncertain how much he saw, but he did not flinch.” Maroon soothed, leaning forward to nuzzle his smaller mate’s cheek. Pink moved to hold both of them close. They stayed that way for a while, the thrum of the distant engines helping to soothe them all.
“How should we proceed?” Pink questioned. Maroon trilled as he thought, counting the rivets above them as he tried to think. The admins knew of their presence, and that had resulted in hours of scolding from Pink and several more hours calming Gray down. Yet during that dismal showing, they had all three clearly heard Black’s voice in their heads. As if he had begun to tune into their language. It was remarkable and a little frightening to think that they had done that to him. Finally, Gray spoke up from the cocoon of Pink's arms.
“Black is by nature very social.” The smallest of them said, “He will have found those he trusts, and gone to them for help.” Maroon grinned, nuzzling Gray’s head in elation.
“Well done, beloved.” Maroon trilled. The trio allowed themselves a moment of respite before laying out their plans. It would do them no good to continue as they had. They would need to confront Black with their feelings. Lay them bare. Yet to do that, they would need to find out how much he knew, and if need be reveal themselves to him.
“We will need to proceed with great care. And I propose we become more overt with our courting methods.” Pink declared “We must be bold.” He said. Maroon and Gray both hummed in agreement. Over the next several days they began their plans. The three decided to become more overt with acts of service. As they did this, they would be more observant of Black’s behaviors and friends. Pink began dipping into his personal ration stores, ensuring that Black got plenty of food to feed his new appetite. For maroon’s part, he began trying to sit and talk with Black more. This led to several awkward silences and fumbled attempts at human flirting.
Black was simply too kind to see it as anything but politeness, though it seemed the other crewmates were finding Maroon’s increased interests highly amusing. He wasn’t certain where Tan had gotten the popcorn, but it somehow made an appearance every time he began his more overt courting. Gray insisted on aiding Black in maneuvering around the ship in his mobility aids. Having much more confidence in his humanoid form, he was far more overt in his flirtation. Outright exclaiming how cute Black looked on the regular. Despite his efforts, Black remained distracted.
The trio became convinced that Black was aware of the changes in himself. Their suspicions deepened as they began to notice the looks given to them by Rose and Blue. One of the two was almost always nearby when they weren’t busy with their duties. After three days of observations and flirtations, they made a collective decision.
“This isn’t working…” Maroon grumbled as the trio met again in their secret place. “We need to speak with his friends. Ask them what is happening from their perspective.” He concluded. Pink and Gray hummed in agreement. They quickly made their way up onto the main decks, taking on their humanoid forms as they did. Maroon split from pink and Gray to pursue his quarry. He arrived at the weapons terminal to see Rose performing maintenance on her blaster. She looked up at his approach, though her expression was hidden by her visor.
“Yo, boss, what’s up?” She asked, a nearly imperceptible tremor in her voice. Maroon knew he’d hit gold at that moment.
“Rose, it has come to my attention that Black is healing well.” Maroon began “However, he seems preoccupied by something.” Rose tensed for a moment before resuming her maintenance. Only humming in interest at Maroon’s words. “Would you happen to know what is bothering him?” Maroon asked. Rose tilted her head to look at him, and simply shrugged.
“Why not ask him yourself?” She responded. Maroon startled a bit, feeling warmth climb to his surface. Rose snorted in amusement, seemingly able to feel Maroon’s nervous energy. “Waow boss, didn’t know you were so sappy.” She laughed. Maroon hoped that his posture would convey the flat look he wished he could give her. Rose merely laughed once more before setting her weapon aside. “Look, I do know what’s buggin’ him, but it isn’t my story to tell. How about you try actually talking to him instead of complimenting his eating habits?” Rose suggested with mischief in her voice. Maroon could only give a stilted nod in return as he about-faced and exited the room. Rose’s booming laughter following him.
I'm sorry for the long delay. A lot has been happening. I found a new place to live, have been denied disability again, lost two jobs thanks to my health, have been dealing with lots of doctor's visits, and went to the ER the other day. It's been tiring.
I have opened up my emergency commissions and will be trying to write more as I go.
Thanks a ton for reading, I have outlines for the next few chapters ready and waiting. <3
Phantom: *floats into the Watchtower with a baby strapped to his chest*
Batman: ...Phantom why do you have a baby?
Phantom: Oh, I was summoned last night and some lady sacrificed her baby to me, so I'm a dad now.
Superman: What?!
Wonder Woman: Oh? Congratulations.
Batman: You can't seriously just...keep them.
Phantom: Sure I can, anything thats sacrificed to me is mine to do with as I please. Got a puppy once, her name's Bugsy.
Superman: Do people often get sacrificed to you?
Phantom: Oh yeah, but most sacrifices are adults, so I just let them go back to their mortal lives. I'm working with Constantine to get the word out that I prefer nonhuman sacrifices, like food, or herbs, but its slow going.
Batman: Phantom we can't let you keep the baby.
Phantom: *tightens his hold on the baby and eyes falling into slits* And why not?
Superman: Well, you're a ghost and they're...living. I don't think you'd ever hurt them on purpose, but accidents happen, especially with babies.
Batman: A ghost is not equipped to raise living children.
Phantom: Oh, is that all you're worried about? Then- *transforms into living form and quickly puts on a mask* There! I'm human, problem solved. *happily walks away*
Superman: Did you know he could do that?
Batman: *shakes his head*
Wonder Woman: *nods her head* Phantom has many talents, tis why Pandora looks down upon him favorably.
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