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I honestly felt that in my soul 😅
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Why did I agree to socialise when I could be reading/writing doomed Yuri?
I honestly felt that in my soul 😅
burn the witch
Mahō Shōjo Madoka Magika, Random Oneshot Series: (1/?) Oneshot #1: Dragon Bedtime
Shapeshifting AU
Including:
- Ryu!Shifter Kyōko
- Human!Homura*
- KyoHomu Pairing
- Original Mahou Shoujo Setting (Post Walpurgis)
- Alternate AU: Everyone Lives/No One Dies (No Rebellion)
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Homura curled closer to the infinitely (and nearly molten) warmth that lay to the left of her small, balled-up form. She hummed quietly, nigh inaudibly, and wrapped an arm around it before nuzzling into the front of its chest, right where its collar should’ve been located. The sudden smooth, polished - yet slightly rough - feel of something brushing against her nose caused the small brunette to snap awake instantly and jerk backwards due to long-engraved instincts of paranoia and caution.
Blinking slowly and, upon realizing that she was safely curled up in bed and not picking herself up from the ground after a particularly brutal Witch battle, she pulled back just a little bit more and smiled faintly at the familiar giant bulk of the fire red-scaled Ryū* that she’d been apparently trying to cuddle into the neck of.
Giving a small (if a tad fond) roll of her eyes, she slowly spun over onto her other side to face the near opaque, inky darkness that cloaked her spacious bedroom. As she settled herself further into the comfy, soft sheet-laden mattress below her, Homura suddenly felt the bed dip behind her before the familiar molten warmth that she first felt upon waking up was pressed snugly into the soft curve of her spine. An equally warm and scaly tail weaved itself comfortably around her bare legs and she couldn’t help but giggle softly as a warm, squamose muzzle found itself pressed cozily into the space between her delicate shoulder-blades.
At the sound of the brunette’s quiet laughter, the Drakaina* paused momentarily in her actions before she snuffed softly in a dragon’s version of a chuckle, and nestled her broad, angular head (all the while being extremely cautious of the small, nearly dagger-like spikes that ran along her sinuous jawline) snugly into the space between Homura’s neck and shoulder. A sound that sounded very similar to a cat’s purr rumbled in the Ryū’s throat and the small brunette’s giggle melted into a content sigh as the comforting rumble reverberated soothingly against her back and shoulders.
“That tickles, Kyō.” she murmured, referring to the Drakaina’s previous nuzzling as she raised a hand upwards to gently run a hand through a silky soft (if not slightly scruffy) crimson mane. Another purr rumbled behind her at her words and she giggled once more as she felt a rough warmth nuzzle against her cheek, squirming slightly as the feathered tip of her Ryū’s long tail brushed playfully against the inside of her left calf. “Kyō…” she warned, too fatigued to really put any venom into her reprimand but had enough energy to lift her head slightly to give a somewhat stern (if albeit an adorably-sleepy) glare to the Drakaina who lay contently nuzzled against her shoulder.
The playful Ryū’s eyes widened slightly at the small brunette’s inquiry, as if trying to make herself look as innocent as she was trying too hard to appear, all the while knowing that she wasn’t fooling her little mate in any way possible with such an overused tactic. Scoffing lightly at her Ryū’s attempt to look innocent, Homura gently flicked the scaly creature’s nose in a subtle, yet gentle punishment before she turned away to snuggle back into her pillow, a small smile lighting her features as she felt the large bulk of her Ryū move away in order to loudly sneeze over her own scaled shoulder.
A warm, heavy paw was suddenly thrown over her side and the brunette shivered slightly as the scaled appendage shifted into that of an equally warm, yet tanned, human arm. A pair of firm, slightly rough lips were suddenly pressed to the slightly-chilled skin of Homura’s exposed neck and the brunette’s shivers deepened at the action.
“Tha’ w’sn’t v’ry nice…” Kyōko sleepily gruffed, her normally rough voice now even raspier due to the exhaustion pulling at her as she sleepily, yet playfully, glared at her little mate from where she had nuzzled back into the brunette’s small shoulder. The human girl hummed softly in reply as she lifted her arm again to stroke through the Shifutā-no’s* mane once more.
“Maybe don’ try ta’ tickle me when ‘m half as’eep then.” she murmured as she gently scratched along the back of the redhead’s neck. The Drakaina purred softly at the feeling of her mate’s short nails scraping soothingly over the nape of her neck, the action causing her to nose even deeper into the other’s petite shoulder. She hummed out a soft ‘Noted’ as she curled herself a little tighter around her female’s tiny frame, the redhead’s tail slipping free from the brunette’s legs in order to curl around an equally tiny waist.
Feeling the feathered tip of her Ryū’s tail brushing comfortingly against the underside of her belly, Homura turned over and cuddled into Kyōko’s warm chest, her arms wrapping around the taller female’s waist as the redhead in turn twined their legs together from where they lay beneath the plush comforter. The small brunette felt the Ryū’s hand thread through her hair, her slightly clawed fingertips stroking soothingly over her scalp and along the nape of her neck as she slowly drifted back to sleep. The last thing she felt as she succumbed fully to her body’s want for a peaceful slumber was the warm, fuzzy, and content feeling of safety from being wrapped snugly in her mate’s arms.
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Note(s):
*Moemura = Homura before she became a Mahō Shōjo
*Coolmura = the Homura we see after she begins traveling back in time in order to save Madoka from becoming a Mahō Shōjo (her Canon self we see in the Anime)
*Homura = a combination of both Moe and Cool, she’s both still a little meek and shy to an extent but can also be somewhat stiff and emotionless when certain topics are breached (this “forum” goes for both the Original Madoka Post-Walpurgis Timeline and any AU where she hasn’t become a Mahō Shōjo)
One of many gifts for: https://kyouhomu-daily.tumblr.com/
Ebisuzawa Kurumi and Naoki Miki are the gayest girls I’ve seen in a bit.
These two. These two. They give me life. Life I tell you. LIFE
Bless <3
These two ARE my life! 🖤🖤🖤
Coincidence? I think NOT-
I hope to Kami-sama that it isn't! 🖤🖤🖤
Shot 1, Kyōko's new color scheme that I actually ended up using...
Shot 3, Homura's color scheme
Shots 5-6, the final product.
"Graffiti Tag" for my favorite MSMM pairing eveeeeer. ~ 💚 ~
Shots 1-4 depictate the outlining from the rough sketch to the finalized sketch, to the base outline to the finalized, bolded outline.
Shots 5-7 depictate the possible color palettes for the girls' final version.
Still debating on the color scheme, lol.
Finally, finally finished my precious baby's tag.
I'm nearly a month late for this considering she passed away on the 13th of May, but I've been busy trying to deal with the grief of the suddenness of her passing. I legit couldn't stop crying all day after I learned of what happened. I was such a wreck for the rest of the week [as well as the following 2], so it made it hard to keep going to work as if nothing had happened.
But, I've finally dealt with it, am used to it now although it still hurts to dwell on it for too long but... It's okay. Like I said, learning to fully cope with the idea of her not being here anymore.
So, Ginger II, this is for you sweetheart in hopes that you'll always be in mi familia's hearts and memories for years to come. 💜💚💜💚💜💚
Ginger II Espa
May 13th, 2019
More Graffiti Tags, this time for my adorable fur babies ['cept for maybe Duckk since he's a hormonal little D-Bag].
Artist: ぜるゆう pixiv
You literally posted this just as I finished Silent Melody on FF.net by StotmFarron. Talk about timing bro! 💚💚💚
The face of unamusement. 😁
My face every day after I get off work.
Find out your YA novel title
my favorites so far:
and of course:
Children of Mischief
Sounds about right. 😁
I’m pISIING
ARE YOU MISSING THE DUDE IN THE BACK PUTTING THE FISH BACK AFTER LOOKING HER I CAN’T
Yo... The guy in the back is killing me more than the chick is!!!
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Protect the snow angel
Omfg I actually finished something! Thanks motivation for this rare opportunity lmao
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this is everything ♥ my two beautiful girls together ♥
Character concept from an old graphic novel idea that I had back in high school.
Trying to revive it by giving the main characters an actual concept to go off of [seeing as I never gave them one to begin with], but as of now, I have nothing planned.
Character "Cast":
Muerte [Death]... Concept In-Progress
Sangre [Blood]... N/A
Huesos [Bones]... N/A
Carne [Flesh]... N/A
Mutilar [Maim]... N/A
Matar [Kill]... N/A
Destruir [Destroy]... N/A