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[asheespiquantpeculiarities]

Kinktober # 29 - Massage

It seemed like they bonded perfectly fine, those two. There was a content back and forth about planets, about travelling. About pet-quality and about the shiny baubles in his fur.

Also why he basically had a universe in his fur.

All information I neither needed nor wanted. But the both of them chattered away and relaxed in a perfectly amicable kind of way. It was… strange. To me. But they were both apparently fine with it. Neither teeth and psychic abilities nor weird, poison-resisting constitution an obstacle. Well, I’d see what would happen with Raphael.

It took hours before the red light in the clinic switched off and the ship moved to dock at the entrance.

The two of them apparently got so comfortable with each other that Matia rested on Enki’s back while he trotted into the rooms.

And sure enough, there was a bed waiting, the tall, white Qiscoil cloaked in their silky white robes standing next to it. The only fleck of colour being their big green eyes.

Their antennae flicked when they saw Matia. Which was… unusual.

“Welcome… human. Enki… Mazin…” They were concentrated on the human, though.

“What can I do for you?” The eyes blinked slowly.

“Well, Enki’s here for moral packbonding support” Said ginormous cat purred. “I’m here for research purposes and our last member here? She has agreed to a quick physical, so you can get a few infos. And I can get some in exchange. Simple, yes?”

Their antenna twitched again, then said: “Agreeable” They turned to Matia: “You are in agreement as well? I propose a massage, to ascertain your physical form”

2Matia… wibbled a bit. But after a few times of looking back and forth between all the people in the room, she rolled off Enki’s back with an ‘okay’.

The Qiscoil rattled off the different names of bones and muscles and sinews and tendons, carefully working on each.

The tension Matia had displayed in the beginning slowly melted away. She closed her eyes and actually seemed to enjoy the process.

“So, human… what’s your name, actually?” Raph asked when he was done mapping her back.

“Mnh? Mh… it… it’s Matia” She looked more sleepy than anything else. Enki slept on the next bed over, too.

“I see. My name is Raphael. And I think I’ll call my… assistant” He said. And seemed to call someone telepathically. With some difficulty.

Our human companion did not seem to mind. Raphael continued with her arms, mttering all the while.

But after about half an hour, the door opened and a very, very annoyed looking human came in. And huffed: “What’s so importa-”

She stopped. And stared at Raphael’s patient. Whose head had snapped up at the voice as well. “… Matia?”

Raphael had the foresight to take his hands off, before Matia jumped up and ran towards the new human, who had fallen into a sprint as well. It was a short run, but they fell into each other’s arms and sobbed. Sobbed and cried and hugged.

… it was a little bit on the unclean side. But Raph, Enki and I watched…

Somehow, even we understood that interrupting anything would be a bad idea.

Matia started to stare at Raphael, though. None too kindly.

Maybe massages were bad after all?

I would need to ask later.

[asheewrites]

Foxventures 21

There was a very distinct lack of vegetables in this pan. And there was some jerky being chewed on, already. I gave it a little disapproving frown: "... that's not how healthy food looks, mister Ruthven" Two big eyes moved from the frying eggs to me. He blinked once. And then bit off another piece of jerky, fox-like grin in place. After he swallowed, he said: "Good morning, miss Jibril" "Good morning to you, too," right. The meat-smell had been strong enough to let me forget my manners. For a moment.

I... really would like to have it more often. It's just so expensive. Maybe I could understand his gleeful meat-munching... at least a little bit. And hey, it looked like he made three batches of breakfast. And, whenever our resident raccoon was done - just done - and stopped running from Matia, he got a piece of broccoli. Or a proper pet. All friendly and considerate. It was nice, seeing it. Looked almost like it was normal. Matia really had taken a liking to both of these newcomers. I felt just the tiniest bit of compassion with the critter. My lovely daughter had a tendency to squeeze. And he looked rather distressed. Again, the food helped. Breakfast was a round of giggles and Matia talking us about the HUGE BUG she found this morning. It was SO HUGE, really, the whole room was dark! "Huuuuuge wings, had it?," Mazin put in. "Mhmmmmmh! All huge and grey and flappy!!!," she really was all excited. "Mhmmmmh, moths are pretty sweet!," he had a glint in his eyes. It was ridiculous. But I had to butt in: "Not *too* sweet, mind you... we don't want them in the house... they nom away on your clothes" "But they are so niiiice!," she looked put out. Please, moths are... something else really... I had already taken a breath to undo, when he said: "Yeah, they are nice to hunt! Big targets... very easy to learn," he nodded confidently. And with a horrified look, Matia went behind me, whining: "You can't do thaaaaaat!" "If they are inside... I can maybe contain myself, but our 'coon here? I don't think he'll behave." He shook his head sadly. The raccoon seemed to look offended, and made a tiny screech-y noise. Matia took it for agreement: "Mommy, mommy, we have to protect the moths!," she pulled on my dress. And I petted her head: "Ssssh, don't worry, we'll keep the moths safe and sound outside. You can watch them through the window!" She nodded as earnest as only a child could. It was adorable. But we were done. So I called the breakfast off: "Maybe one tries to get into the library, they do like paper! And we do have to look through the books" ... I had never seen this raccoon run so fast. There was a scuffling sound and then it basically shot up the stairs. I blinked after it. And Matia ran, yelling: "Waaait, you can't even open the doooooor!" And I giggled. "Alright, I'll clean up, you make sure no one eats the books? Matia will not like to see me in the next half hour," he snickered. He did... kind of sacrifice himself there, din't he? "Thank you", he nodded and waved, taking care of the dishes while I walked upstairs. It was strange how easily he fit in.

[thelioncourts]

Supernatural - “Dead in the Water”

Alright, the third episode of the series aka the one I had a panic attack during because I’m scared of water.

Not much to say about the initial drowning. It’s very quiet for a death scene, which is different than the usual Supernatural-death.  That’s about it really.

Now we’re on to Sam and Dean at a diner. First of all, I miss them eating at little hole-in-the-wall diners so much.  Second of all, Dean’s mouth is downright sinful all wrapped around that pen. I mean, I can’t get over just how damn beautiful Jensen is in this scene.  He’s absolutely breathtaking, what even.

I also so desperately miss them sharing motel rooms.  Them being in the same room together was just completely Supernatural.  Supernatural was long days on the road in the Impala, stopping at gas stations and cheap diners before getting a room with two twin beds at a motel.  Supernatural was doing research at crowded bars, surrounded by drunks, stale cigarette smoke, and the clapping of billiard balls.  Supernatural was Dean and Sam saving people, hunting things, and upholding the family business.  

I’m going to ramble about Dean’s interactions with Lucas now.  Why is Dean not a father?  It’s so obvious just how much Dean truly feels and cares for this kid.  He doesn’t push the kid, not once, but merely shows that he can understand and that he wants Lucas to be okay.  He does that the entire episode and not only gains Lucas’ trust, but gets him to open up once more (and even teaches him about loving Led Zeppelin).  I love Dean Winchester so much.  

Lucas not talking also means a whole lot more to me now because I’ve recently read John Winchester’s Journal by Alex Irvine.  While it’s not necessarily considered canon, I take a lot of it quite seriously.  In the book it says Dean didn’t talk for a long time after Mary died.  This makes his interactions with Lucas even more profound because that was him as a child.  He and Lucas are sort of the same.  

The scene where Dean was talking to Lucas and told the story about how Mary would want him to be brave is heart-wrenching. Dean is opening his heart to this child and Sam is looking in, watching the interaction with pure surprise.  It’s as though he’s really seeing Dean as a kid for the first time ever.  

There’s a camera shot of Dean and Sam in front of the church that is just completely stunning.  Wow.  Bravo on that shot, Supernatural.  

Ahhh, my favorite!  This is the scene where Jensen and Jared had the blooper of Jensen jumping into Jared’s arms.  That will forever be one of my favorite bloopers.  They hardly knew one another and Jensen, the more reserved of the two, jumps into Jared’s awaiting arms with complete trust that he would catch him. Tell me they weren’t meant to be.

Lastly I’m going to talk about the monster.  It’s probably because I’m terrified of water, but this is one of the scariest monsters in this entire show.  I mean, it drowned a guy in a sink.  A sink!  And the bathtub scene as a whole is a complete hell no for me.  I cannot handle drowning scenes in shows.  They’re awful for me.  

[ghosttworld]