#tentaclesandthings

[sassysharpshooter]

Everyone is welcome in the country of Butts

[hermionescisgenderpenis]

the furry pack is my life blood you don't understand

Gabe, expressing his opinions

[nakadoo]

to tumblr user tentaclesandthings: i tried to do the thing 4 u im gomen if its not what you wanted

It wasn't really intentional, he told himself. He didn't mean to. It was there and for some reason he couldn't help himself when he did what he did.

His name is Ishimaru Kiyotaka and he didn't mean to steal Mondo's jacket.

Well, it isn't stealing he rationalized. He was going to give it back after Mondo and Chihiro were done training. Of course he was. He was simply keeping an eye on it, borrowing it.

....without permission.

Which is practically stealing.

It felt so wrong, so he didn't really know why he did it.

He tried to distract himself, feeling the fabric in between his fingers. It was... softer and smoother than it looked. Was it lined with silk? It definitely feels that way, but he isn't sure.

He brings the collar up for closer inspection, looking at the fine detail that decorated it. It was beautiful, practically a work of art. It was a shame that Mondo used it on the streets where it would get dirty and gross...

Except it isn't.

Pressing his nose against the collar, Ishimaru makes a shocking discovery.

It smells nothing like smoke or engine fumes or anything of the likes. No, it smells so familiar and it makes his face grow warm. It smells like a spice of some sort, and maybe a little sweet like honey. He can't quite put his finger on it but its lovely, what it smells like.

He took a deep breath, and inhaled the scent. He can smell the faint trace of detergent and fabric softener that everyone uses in the academy, but its so distinct and so Mondo and he can't help but pull it closer to himself and to smell more of that intoxicating aroma. How did he not notice this before?

He puts it on, just out of curiosity and its almost overwhelming. He feels like he's being enveloped by the smell and he can't help but feel like it was his kiyodai there hugging him to keep him warm.

The blush on his cheeks doesn't seem to fade he notices, as he looks at himself in the mirror. Its a bit long on him, and the shoulders are ill-fitted on him but he doesn't care. It's definitely not his look, but... he gets a little giddy just thinking about Mondo.

Except... giddy turns into something more. He feels a little hot around the collar and a little uncomfortable. His face grows redder as he sits on his bed, biting his lip as he hesitantly rubs the front of his pants.

This is... He shouldn't be doing this. But he takes a deep breath again and lets out a shuddery breath, working to move his pants just low enough to gain more contact.

"A-ah.." he bites his lip, trying to keep himself from making too much noise. He knew that the walls were sound proof anyway, but he felt embarrassed, as if someone was watching him touch himself with the thought of Mondo keeping him going.

The jacket just.. Smells so good, he shut his eyes tight, and it made it easier to think that it wasn't his own hand moving on him but someone else. He moved his hand a little faster, a little rougher, thinking that maybe that's how Mondo would do it if he were actually there.

That thought alone was enough to bring him over the edge, and as he spilled himself he had his face pressed against the collar of the jacket and the name of his kiyodai on his lips.

He panted, letting himself get down from his high as realization slowly began to sink in.

Panicked, he sat up abruptly to look at what he's done.

Oh no.. Oh no, dear god no.

His pants are still clumsily around his knees but the mess he's made was all. over. Mondo's. Jacket.

He could already feel the hot tears forming and brimming around his eyes. What should he do? He ruined the jacket. It's probably precious to Mondo since he wears it all the time.. Even wore it to the sauna once.

He should come clean; tell Mondo what he did. It's only the right thing to do.

Except he isn't too sure he can.

His face hot red in embarrassment, a few tears already escaping him, he lets out a worried noise.

"Kiyodai, it was I that took your jacket," he tried to practice, saying it out loud to himself. He opened his mouth, but when he thought of what he was going to say next, his face burned hot yet again and he felt like crying.

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Mondo came into the room to ask about his jacket's whereabouts when he saw Ishimaru crying.

Ishimaru babbled a string of incoherent apologies, and Mondo wasn't quite sure why until he saw the mess.

[tubbarracuda]

tentaclesandthings replied to your photo“a lot of the time I laugh in photographs to disguise the fact I’m...”

  wtf you're super cute

no you're super cute uvu

[nhiwi]

tentaclesandthings replied to your post: Shingeki drinking game:

Dont do it with alcohol but do it with disgusting things like straight lemon juice and hot sauce

Gabe please don't play God.

[algrenion]

So I read your pornblog url at like 2 am and it was just the funniest thing at the time and I still cant get over it.

ngl i keep making myself laugh about it too

[justicarcommander]

@tentaclesandthings

Three years young and she has war flashbacks of my other cat sitting on her face when she was a kitten.