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snoutbleed · 2 months

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Telling a story takes guts.

Forensic photographer Sören Heinrich can’t ignore the nausea bubbling in his throat when documenting someone's darkest day. He loses sleep over the fates he captures but is drawn to the purpose vested in his grisly role. When blood-slicked prints become Sören's next subject, he finds a message that blurs the line between his personal and professional life.

"This is where I’ve been. Don’t follow."

Unable to fathom his long-lost brother’s crimson handwriting, Sören descends into the criminal underworld for answers. The young boar's inner demons guide him toward a morbid self-reckoning.

Direktion 2 has their work cut out for them.

Crime is on the rise in post-reunification Berlin. Among the cases, the Polizeidirektorate in the city's westernmost boroughs is baffled by freak murders at the hands of denizens without motive.

In the shadow of the Berlin Wall, the crime wave takes a supernatural twist behind the lock of a post-Soviet puzzle.

Camera flashes at the crime scenes reveal gruesome secrets stirring in the shadows.

Unravel the conspiracy in #LONG STORY SHORT.

#The Filing Cabinet -- scan the profiles of those in the know. #Bloodstained Polaroids -- view the images of lives gone astray. #Evidence Board -- learn the details of secrets best kept. #Mystery Signals -- behold the lore of the mind melt. Face the music in the official Long Story Short playlist!

Everyone gathers toward the Abschnitt.

There are several Polizei Berlin stations like the Abschnitt, but everyone tied to this supernatural symphony ends up near this Spandau station particularly.

Sören Heinrich -- ( boar | tag | bio ) The black sheep of the Abschnitt. Sören’s abrasive nature keeps his co-workers at bay, a division widened by their western ideals clashing with his East German upbringing. He distances himself from the station through tight focus on his job, always the first to arrive at a crime scene. Don Jae Hale -- ( elk | tag | bio ) The silver-tongued Kriminalhauptkommissar of the Abschnitt. Hale is quick to dismiss the killings up until his leadership comes under siege by the paranoid public. Umeya Romanova -- ( fox | tag | bio ) The Bundeskriminalamt detective sent to assist with the Abschnitt’s mounting cases. Rumor says Umeya is there for more than the mystery, but her motives veiled by a callous attitude. Marieke Reiss -- ( rabbit | tag | bio ) The star psychology student barely escaped a killing. Now a key witness, Marieke can’t rest easy knowing she could be the next victim, driving her to take matters into her own hands. Reinhardt Müller -- ( donkey | tag | bio ) The Abschnitt’s disgraced ace detective, worn down and living in the grimy corners of Berlin. When crime spikes, Reinhardt tries to relive his “glory days" of detective work. Ukko Heinrich -- ( boar | tag | bio ) The crime lord defends his territory with brutal but firm methods. He's sworn to his found family, the country's political rift making him protective to a fault. Vorwitz Albrecht -- ( bat | tag | bio ) A gardener with good banners but bad morals. Vorwitz's unsavory career choices put him in the Abschnitt, but he finds a way out with Sören.

Entropy knows no bounds.

Stop, look and listen: stories are everywhere. Behold my settings.

Face more madness in #TALES GONE STALE.

LAID TO WASTE -- an abomination stirs in the bayou, its secrets poisoning a township. THE WASTED LIVES -- a group of galactic fugitives embark on a never-ending getaway on a runaway cruiser. (Links need an update. Stay tuned.)

The mind behind the melancholy.

ACHTUNG! This blog is 18+ for gore and suggestive content!

You can call me Dissy (she/her). I'm a writer with stories and ideas always bouncing inside my head, especially this one. Feel free to ask me about myself, my writing, my characters, or anything else. I promise you I can bark up a tree for hours.

I also do Polaroid photography: check out @hogrot for my shots!

I also encourage comments, critique, etc. about this setting. I want to pace myself while writing this, therefore I have all the time I need to refine this where I can. I don't expect this story to come out for a while anyway, especially as I run it through critiques. Hell, this pet project wouldn't have come into fruition thanks to the feedback of some incredible friends.

Shoutout to PYRY for doing character design and art for this setting, as well as giving his ideas and characters for the Heinrich plotline. Go check out his killer art. This story wouldn't exist without him.

Another shoutout to @tsanapi, an incredible artist who drew the art pictured above. Her sense of style is so keen.

And a final thanks to you, the reader, for tuning into the mind melt. This signals wouldn't have picked up without you.

#wip intro #writeblr #writers on tumblr #creative writing #writing #story writing #furry writing #writing community #writer intro #long story short #furry #furry art #oc art #oc writing

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fukamistea · 1 year

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Trespasser (Montgomery Gator x Reader Smut)

✧˚ · . In which Montgomery Gator kidnaps you and... well, you know what happens next . · ˚✧

∆ This work has rape/non-con elements, so if you don't feel comfortable with it please don't read! Your safety and well being first! ∆

× Warnings: non-con, kidnapping, orgasm delay, vaginal sex, cunnilingus, blowjobs, forced orgasm, dom/sub dynamics, possessive behaviour, name calling. ×

Reader is afab and has a female body, although the pronouns are never specified.

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Once you realized the Pizzaplex was closed for the night while you were still inside, a shiver ran through your spine. It was foolish of you to close your eyes in one of the bathroom stalls, thinking that you would rest for just a few minutes; and it was even more foolish thinking that a janitor would find you and wake you up: after all, the majority of the crew was made of robots to save money and cut costs, of course they were gonna do a crappy job.

You were now breathing loudly, on the verge of a panic attack: many robots were patrolling the surrounding rooms with torches, ready to sound the alarm if they ever saw something unusual. You heard that the fine for breaking in inside a mall after closing time was high, more than you could afford... so you decided to sneak around, looking for the exit to flee before anyone could find you.

After an hour of searching you were still there, a way out was nowhere to be found and you were starting to grow tired of this place. You angrily stomped your foot to the grown, drawing the attention of one of the patrolling robots, that immediately turned in your direction, staring deep inside your soul with its white, empty eyes. Before you could do anything or hide, you heard a low growl behind you, getting closer and closer. Suddenly a metallic arm wrapped around your neck, starting to choke you until there was no air left in your lungs. You fought to remain conscious, kicking and punching your aggressor with both your legs and arms, but your eyes slowly began to close and your body went limp.

You faded into nothingness, a robotic laughter playing in the background.

When you finally woke up, you weren't inside the mall anymore: you were lying on a green couch inside a mysterious room that you had never seen before. You curiously looked around, your head hurting a bit: the walls were covered in a green wallpaper that had claw marks all over it, the curtains were also damaged in the same way. A neon star towered above you, glued on the ceiling, while a mirror on the side of the room reflected your image. All that green around you was making you feel nauseous, your head was dizzy and you still felt your neck hurting, the memory of being choked still vivid in your mind.

"You finally woke up, sweetheart." Growled the same raspy voice you heard before, and a green alligator with star-shaped sunglasses entered inside the room. It was Montgomery Gator, one of the most loved animatronics ever, the star of the show... after Freddy. "Well well well, what do we have here? A little trespasser."

"Oh my- my God, you're Monty!" You stammered, still not understanding what whas going on. "I'm so sorry, I- I don't even know what I'm doing in this room, I was just looking for the exit, I wasn't trespassing, I just fell asl-."

"Quit your blabbering, I don't care." He snarled, punching the wall in a fit and leaving the mark of his fist impressed on it. He was undoubtedly stronger than a common human, and also... angrier. "I don't care about why you're here, all I know is that you shouldn't be, because that makes you a criminal."

"I'm not a criminal, please let me go! Just tell me where the exit is and I will never come back again!" You begged while backing away until your back slammed against a wall. That animatronic had a really short temper and, considering the fact that he was also much stronger than you, you didn't wanna make him mad.

"Not how it works, sweetheart." Monty slammed both of his arms beside your head, trapping you against the wall. He smirked, silently glaring at you while enjoying the fear in your eyes. "You're a criminal and this is my home, this means that I can do anything I want with you. Kill you, torture you..."

"N-no, please... I swear I didn't mean to disturb you, I'm sorry..."

"Oh you're not sorry yet... but you will be, slut. You will be." Monty grabbed your shirt with his claws, easily ripping it apart. He did the same with your pants, leaving you with only your underwear on. "What an amazing body you have, it would be such a waste to simply let you go."

"W-what are you doing? Stop! Stop this, or I will..."

"Or you'll what, huh?" He teased you, toying with the elastics of your undergarments before snapping them and leaving you naked. "Call the police? Defeat me? Oh, you can't possibly think that a mere human like you would be able to even dent my metallic armor. Perhaps I should really show you who's boss."

Before you could even complain, the animatronic grabbed you with his arms, slamming you on the couch. He didn't even gave you the time to breathe; he was already on top if you, rubbing his body against yours. His metallic limbs were cold against your soft skin, he was using you like a toy.

"P-please... stop... I promise I won't tell anyone." Tears were already rolling down your cheeks as the gator started rubbing your clitoris with the aid of his leg, his robotic eyes filled with lust behind his glasses. You started to moan involuntarily, the animatronic was rubbing all of your good spots, taking you to your limit. "P-please Monty..."

"I like how you're moaning my name, sweetheart." Montgomery chucked, still rubbing your lower parts until he started feeling your juices on his leg. Proud of his work, he started licking between your legs, using his arms to hold your waist and touch your breasts. The feelings you were feeling in that moment were indescribable: he was licking you up with his long, slimy tongue that almost felt human. Perhaps to build it they used a material that was skin-like that made it look more authentic, but it was also weirdly wet like a human tongue... and rough. Extremely rough yet pleasant, it was making you moan like crazy, you couldn't even hold back your voice anymore, as the animatronic kept fucking and licking your hole with his tongue.

"Looks like you're enjoying yourself like a good whore. It's not fair if you're the only one having fun." Monty suddenly stopped eating you out, smirking in a sadistic way when he noticed your disappointment. Perhaps you wanted more? He got up, removing a metallic plaque from his crotch and tossing it to the ground, revealing his big, girthy erection. It was veiny and long like a human one, except that it had a greenish hue. The head was round like a mushroom, whoever made it knew exactly how to do it and did a fantastic job. "Do you like it? They gifted it to me to stop me from destroying my room after every concert. Now, instead of clawing the curtains and punching the mirror, I just enjoy myself."

"Y-you're disgusting." You said, your pussy still throbbing, wanting more of it.

"Oh, honey, stop pretending to hate me. You were practically begging me with your eyes to make you cum."

"I'd rather die than be with you. You filthy, disgusting monster. I really hope they decommission you as soon as possible, so I can watch your scraps decay day after d- HNGH!"

You couldn't even finish the sentence: Monty shoved his shaft directly into your throat, starting to face-fuck you as hard as he could. He grabbed your head with one of his clawed hands, moving it like a toy with each thrust. "Such a filthy mouth you've got. Now you're not bitching anymore, huh? It only took half my cock to make you shut up."

Monty shoved another inch inside of you, fastening his pace while you choked and gagged on his massive erection. Unable to fight back, you just surrendered to him as he slowly added more ad more inches, until his balls were roughly slapping on your chin. Your own saliva leaking through the angles of your mouth as the animatronic kept fucking you, each thrust sending an electric impulse right in his brain until with a big, final thrust he finally came, releasing a substance that was warm and thick almost like human seed. He kept your head in position to avoid you from wasting even a drop of his precious cum; fighting back was not an option, after all he was too strong for you to defeat.

"Good slut. Good slut." He praised you, finally letting you go. Once you were free, you started coughing as hard as you could, spitting all the seed that was still in your mouth mixed with your own saliva. You took a few deep breaths, finally filling your lungs after being used like a toy. Monty was watching you in amusement, his cock still erect like before he came. "You did a good job, but I'm still hard as you can see, and I'm afraid your mouth won't be enough this time."

"Please, I already did what you wanted, why won't you let me go?" You started crying again, tears kept forming in your eyes against your will. You wanted him to see you as someone strong, unbreakable, but right now you were just a mess covered in his cum, completely at his mercy and unable to fight back.

"Because you're just... delicious." He growled, pinning you against the couch, slowly positioning himself against you. He started rubbing his cock against your warm, wet pussy, sliding easily between your folds. A shiver of pleasure running across your spine as his member kept rubbing your entrance. "Your body, your everything... I can't just let you run away without tasting you first."

"P-please, you're still in time to stop this. Please, I don't want to be here..."

"Don't you get it, stupid slut? You're mine. All mine." He bit your shoulder to mark your soft skin with his teeth, paying attention not to kill you. The bite sting a bit, you started crying again when you saw him lick sensually your blood from his metallic lips and fangs. "And once I cum inside of you... you will finally belong to me."

He started penetrating you with his shaft, holding your arms in place with one of his strong hands. The other hand was placed on your right hip, slowly caressing and lifting it as he entered into you. You tried to kick him, but your legs weren't strong enough to damage his metallic exterior. "You can fight as hard as you can't and you still won't be able to stop me. Save your energy, it's gonna be a long night." He slammed his entire length inside of your tight hole. Luckily you were warmed up enough to take him without feeling pain, but you still let out a big scream, calling for help. "Yeah, you can scream as loud as you can, but nobody will come to save you. You're trapped with me now, there will be no knight in shining armor that will save you from being bred."

Monty started thrusting slowly into you, feeling your tightness rub every inch of his huge cock. Your warm hole was perfect for him, it almost looked like your vagina was rapidly taking his shape. The feeling of his sintetic flesh inside of you was weird, it almost felt like a real piece of meat. "I can feel you tightening around me... it's amazing, you're gonna make me cum just from that."

"P-please... M-monty... it's too big..." you begged, feeling all hot on the inside, your hips unconsciously moving towards him.

"If you want me to fuck you harder you just have to tell me, doll. I have no problem with it." Monty grabbed your hips with both of his hands, starting to fuck you harder. Your fingers sank into the couch, as your pussy was being mercilessly pounded by the gator. Screaming, crying and begging was useless, the sound of meat against metal now filled the air around you. Your lower parts were burning with desire, as he kept thrusting into you hard with his enormous shaft.

"N-no... ah~ s-stop..." you begged, your ruined hole violated with no mercy. An the fact that your fluids were lubricating him was even worse, because now he was able to fuck you with his whole length, his balls slapping hard against your butt. "P-please... s-stop... If you don't I..."

Monty started rubbing your clitoris with one of his fingers, still fucking you hard. He hadn't slowed the pace even for just one second, still pounding you hard and growling in pleasure with his robotic voice. "Such a great slut with a great pussy, now that I know this I will never let you go. I'm going to keep you here and fuck your brains out day after day."

You couldn't even speak now, your mind clouded with pleasure. You came a few minutes after he started touching you, his dick still hard inside of your hole. Even if you came, he didn't stop: he kept fucking you harder and harder, overstimulating you to the point that the pleasure turned into a sweet torture. You wanted to beg him to stop, but you were being fucked silly, now you couldn't even let a coherent sentence out of your mouth. "H-hng..."

"Oh yeah~ cum for me, whore. You're such a dirty slut, I'm raping you and all you can do is moan and cum." He teased you, his cock still hard inside of you, pounding you faster and faster. His thrusting finally became erratic as he finally came inside of you: he kept fucking you for a few seconds after his orgasm, his seed now deep inside of your womb. You were hoping that it wasn't actually cum but just a look-alike substance, because that much seed was enough to knock you up in a second. After that, he exited from you, stroking his erection to get rid of the last drops of his seed. He then looked at your shivering body with a proud face: your legs were open, unable to close. Your hole was all stretched out and leaking with his cum, while you had a vacant expression on your face, almost as if you were broken.

"You belong to me now." He said, covering you up with a blanket and leaving the room to recharge. The mall was going to be closed for a few days, so they weren't gonna find you so soon. You were all his, his new fucktoy to use in each moment of the day. "You better rest now, doll. Soon I'll come again for round two."

You didn't even heard him, lost in the pleasure, completely broken, your body convulsing and shivering. It was the best fuck you've ever had in your life, your whole body was shut down, unable to move even an inch.

"Until next time, slut."

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Hello, it's my first time ever on Tumblr and I want to share my smut fics here. I used Reddit to write erotica commissions for people (as a gig) so if you know someone that would like tailored erotica ffs you know where to send them!

Bye and I hope you enjoyed the story!!!

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starcoffinxd · 2 months

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Welcome Science Side of Tumblr, Cryptid Enthusiasts, Writers, Furries, and Monster Fuckers. Humans exist on and can only perceive things in three spatial dimensions (length, width, and depth) but nothing on any of the other six. Cryptids are typically bizarre/unnatural creatures that many claim to have seen but no one can actually prove exist. That is, until now. "Cryptids" are actually just beings who inhabit multiple spatial dimensions beyond our own home three, and the reason they seemingly defy logic and, occasionally, universal laws and truths is that we can see and understand only a portion of a cryptid. In this essay, I will

#science side of tumblr #string theory #cryptid #cryptids #writers #writeblr #writing ideas #writing prompts #writing prompt #furry #furries #furry community #monster #monsters #monster fucker

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the-broken-pen · 1 month

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a villain who has cat based powers and a henchman who really like cats . do as you will -🐏

The villain came in through the window, paws pattering onto the floor, and the henchman jerked their head up.

A moment later, they shifted, lounging against the desk as if they hadn’t just gone from cat to human.

The henchman had to look away, fighting a squeal as they flushed furiously.

They had loved cats as a kid—cultivated a hoard of them that amassed in their house no matter how much their parents complained. When they had moved to the city, into a tiny shoebox of an apartment, they had left them all behind. And no matter how many photos their parents sent them, it was never truly enough.

So when the henchman had taken this job, on the tiny scrap of information they were allowed to have “heightened senses, shifting, good pay” they hadn’t known what to expect.

They had not expected a cat.

Thus, the furious fight to not lose their mind.

Out of the corner of their eye, they caught the edge of the villain’s smirk and raised eyebrow.

“Every time I come in here as a cat, your heart rate sky rockets,” the villain observed, and though the henchman hadn’t thought it was possible, they flushed further.

“Umm.” They tried to articulate a response that wasn’t along the lines of senseless mumbling, and amusement settled onto the villain’s face.

The villain pushed themself onto the top of their desk, settling their head into their hands as they sat cross legged.

“I don’t think I’ve ever met someone who loves cats as much as you do,” the villain said. They sounded mildly fascinated.

The henchman was going to die, right there.

“I grew up with um. A lot of cats,” the henchman managed. “I think they’re great.”

The villain looked like they were fighting a smile.

“Always good to find a fan.”

The henchman’s face was on fire.

“That’s not—“

“Mhm.”

“Oh god.” The henchman covered their face with their hands.

The villain laughed.

“You’re fun to mess with, you know that?”

“I’ll have to take your word for it.”

The villain grinned, all Cheshire Cat, and the henchman could imagine a tail swishing. If they looked closely, they could just barely see the diamond shape to the villain’s pupils.

“Whoever hired you is getting a pay raise.”

“I’m-I’m sorry?”

The villain shrugged. “You’re fun. I hate boring people, especially when I have to pay them. How awful is that? Paying for your own boredom. Should be illegal, really.”

“Oh,” the henchman didn’t have a response for that. “And I’m not boring?”

“No, you’re adorable,” the villain waived them off. “Hence the pay raise.”

They searched for something to say, before blurting out, “You really have nine lives?”

“Gathering intel on me, huh?”

The henchman had to sit on their hand to stop themself from slapping it over their own mouth.

“I don’t know why I said that.”

The villain laughed again.

“Enhanced hearing and vision,” they pointed to their own face. “And, of course, the shifting.”

The villain shrugged one shoulder. “As for the nine lives, I guess we’ll find out, won’t we?”

“Hopefully not.”

“Awww, you don’t want me to die?”

“I don’t want anyone to die,” the henchman agreed. The villains smile sharpened, all canine teeth.

“So I’m not special, then?”

“No—”the henchman stopped. “You’re messing with me.”

The villain slid off the desk in one fluid movement. “You catch on quick. Come on,” they jerked their head to the door.

The henchman stood eyeing the villain.

“What are we doing?”

“Bank robbery,” the villain said easily. They tilted their head slightly. “Or maybe knocking some construction equipment over. Crane or two, you know?”

The henchman had known about the shifting, but they hadn’t realized just how cat-like the villain was in behavior.

“….Because you’re a cat?”

“No,” the villain blinked. “Because it’s fun.”

Overall, it was the best job the henchman had ever had.

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specialgrades · 1 year

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Bro I NEED the Star Rail men to pass me around like a blunt (excluding Yanqing and Arlan cause they're described as "not yet of age" and "boy" respectively) like actually just set up a camera in the corner of the room and make one of the raunchiest, nastiest pornos in the galaxy like I need them all to creampie me to the point where if I got pregnant I literally would not know who the father is I-

Also! Gepard and Welt own my heart they're so <3333333 I need Gepard to rail me in front of his troops not as a dominance thing but just because his dick is hard and I happen to have a fuckable hole <3 Welt? Oh my god I need this man to just absentmindedly play with my pussy while I cockwarm him with my mouth while he's like reading reports or smth I want him to spank me with his cane

LORDT YEHA I... WOWIE

personally i cannot see gepard being a dom, if he's topping he's such a whiny baby destroying your hole like a horny puppy :( he's begging to cum and everyone wants to see their captain lose himself 'n rut his overstimulated cock into you even after cumming because he doesn't want to stop :(

as someone with a raging oral fixation, mouth cockwarming >>>> wanna feel it get hard on my tongue :(((( he'll give you his boot to rut against but take it away if he thinks you're gonna cum. he 100% gives a playfully pitiful look and coo at you for being so aroused just from warming his cock.

#💌 ; asks.#i LOVE sub!tops so MUCH and gepard... OUGH. he's so re2 leon coded tell me i'm wrong #i want jing yuan. carnally. i got into this game for him #which then gave me the surprise of hey look another white haired furry adjacent general voiced by alejandro saab! huh #my brain has been just. kyle gaz garrick and gepard lately. buck from 911 too but mainly the first two #honkai star rail smut #❤️‍🔥 ; fwends : teyvat-writer.

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owlkalinity-books-and-music · 3 months

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It was completely unintentional that, in The West, With Glory, two out of three of my Mapicck!Canadian characters happen to have a red and white colour scheme.

#just in case you're unaware the canadian flag is red and white (🇨🇦)#victor red #eddie buffet #<- those two.#the west with glory #obligatory oc tagging #furry writing #furry writers #owlkalinity's writing process #owlkalinity's art escapades

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grox-empire · 21 hours

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Left in the Dust

A drawing I made to accompany my most recent piece of writing! Go read it here! (CW for depictions of an abusive relationship, War trauma as well as underage smoking.)

#spore #grox #anthro #alien #spore 2008 #spore game #furry #writing #original writing #my art #writers on tumblr #artists on tumblr #digital art #cw smoking #cw abuse

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sunnywalnut · 3 months

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Please reblog so we can reach more people!!

When this poll is finished, I will do my best to do an accurate representation of our character!! Thank you!!

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emeraldotter · 7 months

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lop...

#doodle #crappy art #furry deku :/#bnha #i continue to obsess over deku & tokoyami despite my messy drawn-out divorce with the manga #i enjoy my media selectively and am happier for it #a big thank you to fan artists and writers lol #unsolicited toxic fanboy opinions on mha below:#yes i did hear about [redacted] don't care won't be coming back still lol #the writing peaked in 322 and subsequently nosedived. sad but true.#why is this manga still ongoing. does shonen jump have the mangaka and his assistants locked up somewhere #hori if you need help blink twice

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nocturneblight · 23 days

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Enthu’s custom outfit, (B-Variant)

Costume Name: BLIGHTSIDE.

Theme: Plague doctor, casual loungewear, easy use, comfortable to move in and or relax, Good costume at parties.

Specialization: for anthropomorphic creatures with long snouts, tails, and other protruding appendages.

Core features: Mask that has a hollow hole in the beak with painted dots on cheek and nose ridge, Gloves that are open ended for the fingers, tail-hole featured in the pants for tail positioning.

Reasonings for cutouts, holes, and other alterations to original materials: The mask has been altered to be half of what its original status was, featuring a completely removed jaw, this allows the wearer to have their maw freely moveable rather than be constrained to the masks strong form. Allowing easy conversations to be had, no muffling or blockage had, Or if the wearer wished to eat or drink with it on, for whatever reason that may be.

On top of that, The mask also features a emptied hole point in the beaks section, Specifically serving for wearers with long snouts, the strong-yet soft material allows the user to slide their nose easily through it without resistance, allowing each nostril to extend out of the mask to breathe in air without strain. Not only knocking out breathing problems but also numbing heat absorption from occurring. Also it has painted on freckles because they’re cute as fuck.

Now, speaking over the pants, The only modification needed really was a tail hole for users with large fluffy tails, you see, it can be a bit hard for many folk to tuck their tail inward when it comes to clothing, many have reported being uncomfortable with their tail grinding against their shirt/pants, causing an itchy, Tag sort of effect. Because of this, these pants have a decently-sized metallic ring on the back of them near the lower spine. This exact metallic ring allows users to shove the base of their tail through, allowing the rest of it to freely shoot out behind them, yet again, not restricted to the clothings structure. The base of the ring is also made smoothly defined, Preventing that common scratch-ey feeling from occurring like in normally textured clothes.

And finally, the fingerless gloves. These bad boys have been featured in many catalogs before this one but yet, there still worth a mention.

These type of gloves allow anthropomorphic wearers to freely flex their fluffy knuckles and long nails, while also warming the base of their palms and soothing any possibility of feeling “naked” on that part of their body. Also for giving off a look that’s stylish as hell!

[END OF CATALOGUE PRESENTATION] [THANKS FOR READING FASION FRIENDS]

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Yeeeeeah, so I gotta craft the boots and stuff left but I’m pretty happy with this idea, big thankies to the fellow human being that suggested an custom made outfit idea in my last post, I really enjoyed working on this and will most definitely make it again (followed by another A-side variant) soon! Anyways… That’s all for now friendoes! Good day! :3

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