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“Would it be all right if I borrowed your sweater? It smells like you.”
Fluff Starters
Wilhuff chuckled, looking down at her and ran his fingers lightly through her hair. “I s u p p o s e I’ll allow it.” He teased. “I wasn’t planning on wearing it today.”
Rant cooed at the soft touch and closed her eyes a little bit like a feline might. It was possible she’d been spending too much time around cats... “You ‘suppose’? I suppose I could live without it...”
im gettin real tired of ‘trans boy’ meaning conventionally attractive white androgynous skinny kid with an undercut so heres a shoutout post to:
- chubby trans boys
- trans boys that don’t bind for comfort or physical health reasons
- non-white trans boys (i’m one of them so huge shout out to you guys i luv u !!)
- tall trans boys
- trans boys with long hair
- trans boys who wear makeup
- trans boys who love generally ‘feminine’ things
- physically disabled trans boys
- mentally ill trans boys
- trans boys that have health issues that prevent them looking the way they want to
- trans boys who cosplay non-male characters
- trans boys!! with!! dark!! skin!!
- gay trans boys
ur all rly great we in this together high school musical up here…. if ur cis u can reblog this btw !
"You look beautiful in the moonlight."
Rant smirked, a faint blush dusting her cheeks as she looked back and up at him. “Only in the moonlight?” she asked jokingly, brows raising as a playful grin showed on her face.
Fluff Starters
“You’re hair is really soft after you wash it.”
“Ssh. Stop fussing. I’m just braiding your hair.”
“You smell really nice.”
“Would it be all right if I borrowed your sweater? It smells like you.”
“I might have slept with your robe when you were gone.”
“If you steal the blankets, I am going to put my cold feet on you.”
“Here, let’s share the blanket.”
“You’re comfy.”
“You are my new pillow.”
“You are very endearing when you are half-asleep.”
“But I want to hear you sing.”
“We can talk over dinner.”
“Don’t be stubborn. Try it!”
“Don’t get up - I’ll do it.”
“Will you let me rub your back?”
“Care to give me a back scratch?”
“Star-gazing was a good idea.”
“You look beautiful/handsome in the moonlight.”
“I’ll always be here for you.”
“I’ll be here to protect you.”
“I think I love you.”
“You are my love.”
“How about something warm? It will will help you sleep.”
“It’s okay. I couldn’t sleep anyway.”
“Don’t be silly. I want to stay up with you.”
“It is not morning yet.”
“Shush and go back to bed.”
“I heard you talking in your sleep.”
“Your bed head is really cute.”
“We’ll do dishes together.”
“How about a kiss?”
“I love your hugs.”
A few were inspired by these.
Rant was sure she’d had a witty response for that, but it seemed to have disappeared . One of the kittens, fluffy and grey, reached a little paw up to swat at Tarkin’s arm as he redirected Rant’s gaze. “Yoooou could tell me that the kittens are my responsibility now too?” She attempted, “And teach me a lesson later?”
A smirk curled at the corner of his lips and he quirked a brow at the kitten. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you, my pet.” Yanking at her collar again, he leaned forward and kissed her forehead and then nipped at her nose.
“You’re lucky that I love you.”
“I think I would.” She agreed, somehow managing to keep her expression flat... until he tugged on her collar. Her nose scrunched up at the nip to her nose and she laughed softly. A content little hum slipping out at his affection for her.
“I am.” Rant agreed, “... can we keep them, then?”
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She bowed her head slightly, offering a sheepish smile, “Well, Crow got out a while ago and things happened I guess.” Rant lifted the armful of kittens for emphasis, ”the other cat’s owner was going to get rid of them… just dispose of perfectly good kittens!”
Tarkin continued to shake his head. “Rant, Rant, Rant…” Reaching over the horde of kittens in her arms, he looped a finger through the ring on her collar and yanked her head up. “It was your responsibility to look after him. What am I going to do with you? And all these kittens?”
Rant was sure she’d had a witty response for that, but it seemed to have disappeared . One of the kittens, fluffy and grey, reached a little paw up to swat at Tarkin’s arm as he redirected Rant’s gaze. “Yoooou could tell me that the kittens are my responsibility now too?” She attempted, “And teach me a lesson later?”
Take the Lead
Rant recoiled at the initial order, letting out a noise of utter confusion and concern. She can see now that he’s fighting to stay upright that there’s a considerable difference in size between them.
“Of course.” she responds, a hand grasping at the fabric of his shirt and pulling carefully, “I’m right here…” she breathed softly, giving a couple tugs to get him to follow. If she wasn’t allowed to touch him she had to find another way.
Rant knows they will be stopped at some point by the front desk requiring payment so she tries to mentally prepare herself, which, through the fog he’s sending her into is easier said than done.
Anubis suppressed a needy groan. Leaning on her as he’s led out. He growls aggressively when an Alpha attempts to approach him, the man flinches & backs off.
The maître de does stop them. But once Anubis scent fills their nose, the Beta hurries to help them out. Saying it’s on the house & opening the door, shouting for a bellboy to get a rented car. A chauffeur gets into the driver’s side, motioning for the two to get in.
Anubis is panting now, the driver asking for Rant’s address to her house or Anubis. The warmth is building between the Omega-Alpha’s legs. Keening when a few trickles of slick begin to leak.
Pressing against Rant for contact & possessive urges. He strained to stay focused.
Rant doesn’t mind the contact-- which confuses her a little. She doesn’t find the confusion that surprising though-- not with the scents he’s giving off. In the back seat of the rental car she manages somehow to spit out her address since she doesn’t know his.
“S’okay-- we’re on our way.” she mumbled, not really sure if she knew what she was doing, just that she needed to get him somewhere safe. Rant finds herself leaning into him in an attempt to comfort. The little omega is confused by the situation, but hanging in.
Once they’d made it to their destination she fumbled to get both of them out and into her little home. She set him up on the couch and fell back into a chair nearby with a heavy sigh.
Wanders in with an armful of kittens.
“Pet…” He said sternly. “I was generous enough with letting you keep Crow. This is pushing it over the line.” Wilhuff pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head. “Where did you even find them?”
She bowed her head slightly, offering a sheepish smile, “Well, Crow got out a while ago and things happened I guess.” Rant lifted the armful of kittens for emphasis, ”the other cat’s owner was going to get rid of them... just dispose of perfectly good kittens!”
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“Repo! The Genetic Opera” sentence meme
“Yes, and where would this Empire be without those who so selflessly give of themselves for such a worthy cause?” He replied with a smirk.
Rant rolled her eyes and reclined in her seat, smirk echoing his, “Where, indeed, master?”
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Rant had been admiring the rich coloration of the plant, quite proud of herself for keeping it looking so happy. Does this really extend to plants? She quietly laughed at herself, though the sound shifted to a hushed squeak as she was lifted up. She was going to protest before she realized that there was only one person that it could be. “Master.” she purred, tilting her head to look at him.
“I suppose I forgot about that?” She tried, chin pulling towards her chest slightly as she attempted to appear innocent. Of course she’d known full well about it when she pulled the shirt on. ‘I missed you’ didn’t seem like a good enough excuse for some reason. “M’not in trouble, am I?”
He tisked, a playful smirk pulling onto his lips. “That’s a poor excuse, my pet, and an even poorer attempt at playing innocent.” Wilhuff wrapped his arms around her tighter, not quite enough to squeeze the breath out of her, but enough to make her uncomfortable.
“That depends… would you like to be in trouble?”
She seemed thoughtful for a moment and bit her bottom lip. Rant was perfectly capable of both making better excuses and being more naturally innocent, but when it came to Tarkin she usually wasn’t interested in getting out of trouble... not really anyway.
“I suppose that would depends what the repercussions would be, master.” she huffed the words, voice a little softer than usual in his tight grip. The threat behind it didn’t slip past her-- he felt like a boa protecting hsi next meal and the thought sent a shiver through her, “I mean... yes?”
Send me a very scandalous rumor about my muse to see how they would react.
❁ - Wearing a top that’s too big for them, showing off their collarbone / shoulders
Show A Little Skin Meme: Send a symbol for my Muse’s reaction to yours unintentionally (?):
He had just gotten back to the flat and walked in to find Rant tending to one of the carnivorous plants he had bought her as a reward. The shelf he had placed them on was intentionally just slightly out of her normal standing reach. As she stood on her tiptoes and reached out her arm, the shirt she was wearing slipped further down her shoulder.
Quietly, he crept up behind her, and wrapping his arms around her, easily picked her up off the ground. “I though I told you not to steal my clothes.” He growled into her ear, but there was a tangible playfulness in his tone and he nipped at her neck and shoulder.
Rant had been admiring the rich coloration of the plant, quite proud of herself for keeping it looking so happy. Does this really extend to plants? She quietly laughed at herself, though the sound shifted to a hushed squeak as she was lifted up. She was going to protest before she realized that there was only one person that it could be. “Master.” she purred, tilting her head to look at him.
“I suppose I forgot about that?” She tried, chin pulling towards her chest slightly as she attempted to appear innocent. Of course she’d known full well about it when she pulled the shirt on. ‘I missed you’ didn’t seem like a good enough excuse for some reason. “M’not in trouble, am I?”
We all need to know if tarkin is the big spoon ™ or the little spoon ™
No matter who he’s in a relationship with, Tarkin is forever and always little spoon™. The only exception to this rule is in the rare case of poly-ships, in which he’d always be the one in the middle, therefore he’d be both big and little spoon at the same time.
Okay but now I’m just picturing Rant trying to be big spoon and it’s adorable. She’d essentially just be hidden behind him. :3
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Show A Little Skin Meme
Send a symbol for my Muse’s reaction to yours unintentionally (?):
✤ - Moving/putting up their hair, showing off the back of their neck ✥ - Popping a button on their shirt, showing their chest / a bit of cleavage ✦ - Rolling up their sleeves to keep cool, showing off their forearms ❉ - Stretching their arms up, showing their midriff ❥ - Bending over in a short skirt / shorts / tight pants, showing off dat booty ❦ - Changing clothes facing away, showing off their back ❧ - Hiking up their skirt / pant leg, showing off some leg and/or thigh ❃ - Fighting with their belt for some reason, showing off some hip/waist ❂ - Scratching at a bug bite under their shirt, showing off their side ❁ - Wearing a top that’s too big for them, showing off their collarbone / shoulders ❀ - BONUS TOUCH EDITION: Asking your Muse to help put sun screen / lotion / medical salve on a wound anywhere else
