#autokrates

[chitteringbeast]

Once in a blue moon some creature or animal would venture into Lark's territory. Usually whoever or whatever it was got eaten because they posed an active threat and of course he couldn't let someone be a mockery of him. That just wouldn't do. Someone trying to come and challenge him for the plot of land he had on the swampy island. It usually just meant he ate good that day.

The water rippling and disrupting was his first indicator, pointed ears twitching as he looked away from the logs he was stoking on the fire towards the ocean. It wasn't just waves, he could tell the difference.

At first he was planning on writing it off as a school of fish that got caught close to the corals...then it got closer. Then he could see spines. He bristled and moved closer to shore with a low groaning bellow in his chest. His hands flexed, joints popping as he prepared to fight whatever it was coming closer to the sand.

A big thump of his tail as he saw @autokrates emerge from the seafoam. He sat up on the four legs, muscled arms tense and coiled. He was ready to spring. He may not be able to chase for very long but he was quick in short bursts.

"What the fuck ya think ya doin' here?" It was a bark, accent thicker as his jaw started tic tic ticcing.

[radioconstructed]

@autokrates said: Huge if true where do I get my badge.

⌖ I think you have to fight a other simp for it! It's on theme with the love triangle situation!

[br455]

Val's favourite colour.

[ashen-atrium]

@autokrates

Spent let out a mild sigh into the open air as he stood there underneath the street lamp on the cold autumn evening, the wind lightly scattering dried leaves across the pavement while the trees looming up above swayed faintly with their branches. The skies up above were bright, only the faintest traces of blackened clouds passing over the glow of the moon that stood tall in the sky, and while there was a cold nip in the air, enough to have his breath spill free from his lips in heavy clouds of steam and his nose go faintly numb, it wasn’t enough to be downright unbearable, especially the thick coat and scarf he had tucked around his neck. He was in his disguise, naturally, so for all appearances, he looked like a standard human man, save for the long billowing black hair that swept down his back in a manner that was almost alarmingly long, and the teeth behind a pair of soft lips that were just a touch too sharp.

His eyes flicked across the entrance to the park, watching, waiting for Valera’s presence to become privy to his senses, for the disguise that he knew to be hers to appear from under the various street lamps that surrounded them. He had a backpack pulled over his left shoulder, of which he packed it full of blankets in case she needed any, and of course, plenty of cash should she want to eat anything while they were out like this. He couldn’t help but already feel concerned for her. He could tell she was exhausted, and he wanted to do his damndest to help her feel better. He just wasn’t sure if he could.

[licentious-sanguinity]

@autokrates continued from X.

Unbelievable. Despicable. I should’ve known that you letting me come over to cuddle you was too good to be true. It’s just like what those old housewife tales always said “don’t touch a woman’s stomach, you’ll make her pregnant.” What a fool I was.

[yourpalrolal]

@autokrates

I married mine.

lmaooo holy shit what a power move

girlbosses stay winnin

[ctrl-shift-escape]

@hyliasblade, @tangooftears, @pluvicor, @autokrates, @vampiricvittles, @holyhappyhour

Hello to all the new folks. And welcome to my blog and tiny existential crisis. It's nice to meet you. I'm Esq.

[azure-eyes]

@autokrates

Pardon my interruption.

There may actually be the seed of a good idea in the anarchist gremlin's suggestion. Not in the specifics, of course, but making an obviously unreasonable demand of someone and watching how they respond under pressure is an excellent way to determine whether someone can be trusted with anything truly valuable.

Whether that be company secrets or the well-being of your dependents is not as important as you might think. When my brother was young enough to need a babysitter, I would regularly challenge potential applicants to duels to see how they responded.