𝓕𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓮𝓪
@thalass0phil3e.bsky.social
“ ᵒᶠ ᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠⁱˢʰ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵉᵃ , ⁱ'ᵐ ˢᵒ ᵍˡᵃᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ˢʷᵃᵐ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉ , @luminescentflow.bsky.social ”
Pinned
There he goes with the nipping, very well.
In that case she is reaching to cup his face and guiding him into a proper kiss.
In that case she is reaching to cup his face and guiding him into a proper kiss.
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ Maybe if he was human. It didn't matter much to him with his robotic body.
He was too preoccupied peppering her shoulder in kisses anyway. And a little nip for good measure.
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ Maybe if he was human. It didn't matter much to him with his robotic body.
He was too preoccupied peppering her shoulder in kisses anyway. And a little nip for good measure.
⠀
Wouldn't be better if he laid down with his head on her lap, then?
It certainly is more comfortable...
It certainly is more comfortable...
March 27, 2025 at 4:29 AM
There he goes with the nipping, very well.
In that case she is reaching to cup his face and guiding him into a proper kiss.
In that case she is reaching to cup his face and guiding him into a proper kiss.
Wouldn't be better if he laid down with his head on her lap, then?
It certainly is more comfortable...
It certainly is more comfortable...
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ Murmurs tiredly as he kisses at her neck. It's been a long few weeks.
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ Murmurs tiredly as he kisses at her neck. It's been a long few weeks.
⠀
Blinking, reaching in to caress his cheek.
March 22, 2025 at 10:31 PM
Wouldn't be better if he laid down with his head on her lap, then?
It certainly is more comfortable...
It certainly is more comfortable...
Blinking, reaching in to caress his cheek.
March 22, 2025 at 8:22 PM
Blinking, reaching in to caress his cheek.
“perks of being immortal.
... Killing us is tricky, starving doesn't work either.”
She murmured, returning the gentle squeeze when he began talking about....her...
...
-
... Killing us is tricky, starving doesn't work either.”
She murmured, returning the gentle squeeze when he began talking about....her...
...
-
⠀
who knew how long he'd live?
The cowboy glanced away.
❝ 's been over 10 years since I last saw my baby girl . . . ❞
⠀
who knew how long he'd live?
The cowboy glanced away.
❝ 's been over 10 years since I last saw my baby girl . . . ❞
⠀
February 1, 2025 at 9:53 AM
“perks of being immortal.
... Killing us is tricky, starving doesn't work either.”
She murmured, returning the gentle squeeze when he began talking about....her...
...
-
... Killing us is tricky, starving doesn't work either.”
She murmured, returning the gentle squeeze when he began talking about....her...
...
-
Opalescent orbs were watchful of his reaction, yet still she seemed absorbed in thoughts herself.
As the locket was nestled between their hands, she smiled softly at the sight.
-
As the locket was nestled between their hands, she smiled softly at the sight.
-
⠀
❝ Gorgeous like their mom's . . . ❞
He closed the locket, afraid he'd dislodge the scales if he kept it open, and pushed it gently back into her hand. Fingers laced with hers, their palms keeping the locket safe between them.
⠀
❝ Gorgeous like their mom's . . . ❞
He closed the locket, afraid he'd dislodge the scales if he kept it open, and pushed it gently back into her hand. Fingers laced with hers, their palms keeping the locket safe between them.
⠀
January 31, 2025 at 6:55 PM
Opalescent orbs were watchful of his reaction, yet still she seemed absorbed in thoughts herself.
As the locket was nestled between their hands, she smiled softly at the sight.
-
As the locket was nestled between their hands, she smiled softly at the sight.
-
The treasure inside consisted of just a couple of small scales.
And while the opalescent pattern was the same as hers, these ones were of a gentle turquoise colour.
Small scales, too small and soft to be hers, they belonged to a juvenile.
She didn't say a word, her gaze lowered on them.
And while the opalescent pattern was the same as hers, these ones were of a gentle turquoise colour.
Small scales, too small and soft to be hers, they belonged to a juvenile.
She didn't say a word, her gaze lowered on them.
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ Boothill hummed as he took her offering, the metal of his hand clicking gently against the brooch. He turned it around in his fingers a few times before carefully unclasping it to peek inside.
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ Boothill hummed as he took her offering, the metal of his hand clicking gently against the brooch. He turned it around in his fingers a few times before carefully unclasping it to peek inside.
⠀
And wanting to return his trust, she did take off the brooch that held her fluffy coat around her neck.
It was one of those you could open to store something small and as she handed it to him, her fingers trembled.
“...be careful when you open it.”
It was one of those you could open to store something small and as she handed it to him, her fingers trembled.
“...be careful when you open it.”
January 16, 2025 at 6:45 AM
The treasure inside consisted of just a couple of small scales.
And while the opalescent pattern was the same as hers, these ones were of a gentle turquoise colour.
Small scales, too small and soft to be hers, they belonged to a juvenile.
She didn't say a word, her gaze lowered on them.
And while the opalescent pattern was the same as hers, these ones were of a gentle turquoise colour.
Small scales, too small and soft to be hers, they belonged to a juvenile.
She didn't say a word, her gaze lowered on them.
Her eyes were lost in thoughts at that point, yet she was still looking at him with a little smile.
“promise.
Thank you.”
-
“promise.
Thank you.”
-
⠀
it up. Y'always give it back. ❞
Trust was a hard thing to earn with him, and a cowboy's hat was an extension of himself. He gently poked her cheek with a knuckle before cracking into a slanted grin.
⠀
it up. Y'always give it back. ❞
Trust was a hard thing to earn with him, and a cowboy's hat was an extension of himself. He gently poked her cheek with a knuckle before cracking into a slanted grin.
⠀
January 15, 2025 at 8:08 PM
Her eyes were lost in thoughts at that point, yet she was still looking at him with a little smile.
“promise.
Thank you.”
-
“promise.
Thank you.”
-
“I...figured, that's why I made sure not to touch it.”
She mumbled quietly, eyes casted upon the cloth.
“see, sometimes I don't understand why you let me take it.
Or wear it.
I'm not supposed to, am I?”
She mumbled quietly, eyes casted upon the cloth.
“see, sometimes I don't understand why you let me take it.
Or wear it.
I'm not supposed to, am I?”
⠀
of cloth beside it.
The cowboy hesitated.
❝ . . . That’s hers, y’know. —— it’s all I got left a’ her. Makes this hat more precious than gold or silver. ❞
⠀
of cloth beside it.
The cowboy hesitated.
❝ . . . That’s hers, y’know. —— it’s all I got left a’ her. Makes this hat more precious than gold or silver. ❞
⠀
January 14, 2025 at 5:58 AM
“I...figured, that's why I made sure not to touch it.”
She mumbled quietly, eyes casted upon the cloth.
“see, sometimes I don't understand why you let me take it.
Or wear it.
I'm not supposed to, am I?”
She mumbled quietly, eyes casted upon the cloth.
“see, sometimes I don't understand why you let me take it.
Or wear it.
I'm not supposed to, am I?”
Of course she was handing it back, then came a shrug.
“you can't always be with me, this way at least a part of me will be with you.
Yes, you can laugh now.”
“you can't always be with me, this way at least a part of me will be with you.
Yes, you can laugh now.”
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ Bichromatic hair fell across her legs like a white waterfall. He watched her innocently as she worked.
❝ Yeah . . . ‘S true. Didn’t think a’ takin’ yer scales off though . . . ❞
He indicated for her to give him his hat, hand open politely.
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ Bichromatic hair fell across her legs like a white waterfall. He watched her innocently as she worked.
❝ Yeah . . . ‘S true. Didn’t think a’ takin’ yer scales off though . . . ❞
He indicated for her to give him his hat, hand open politely.
⠀
“adding my touch-”
Was her reply after making herself comfortable again, her hand plucking another scale straight from the patch of skin right under her collarbone.
“I believe...that if I had a hat I would store something I hold dear inside it rather than outside, to avoid ruining it.”
Was her reply after making herself comfortable again, her hand plucking another scale straight from the patch of skin right under her collarbone.
“I believe...that if I had a hat I would store something I hold dear inside it rather than outside, to avoid ruining it.”
January 13, 2025 at 10:39 PM
Of course she was handing it back, then came a shrug.
“you can't always be with me, this way at least a part of me will be with you.
Yes, you can laugh now.”
“you can't always be with me, this way at least a part of me will be with you.
Yes, you can laugh now.”
“adding my touch-”
Was her reply after making herself comfortable again, her hand plucking another scale straight from the patch of skin right under her collarbone.
“I believe...that if I had a hat I would store something I hold dear inside it rather than outside, to avoid ruining it.”
Was her reply after making herself comfortable again, her hand plucking another scale straight from the patch of skin right under her collarbone.
“I believe...that if I had a hat I would store something I hold dear inside it rather than outside, to avoid ruining it.”
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ ❝ I miss mah snapdragon . . . I miss ‘er so much . . . ❞
Whines followed before she offered her lap to him, at which he happily made his way over to flop into a lounging position with his head on her lap.
❝ What’re ya doin’ with my hat? ❞
⠀
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ ❝ I miss mah snapdragon . . . I miss ‘er so much . . . ❞
Whines followed before she offered her lap to him, at which he happily made his way over to flop into a lounging position with his head on her lap.
❝ What’re ya doin’ with my hat? ❞
⠀
⠀
Looking up from his hat, at him, then at the hat again.
Then at him once more.
...she is patting her thighs.
Then at him once more.
...she is patting her thighs.
January 13, 2025 at 9:52 PM
“adding my touch-”
Was her reply after making herself comfortable again, her hand plucking another scale straight from the patch of skin right under her collarbone.
“I believe...that if I had a hat I would store something I hold dear inside it rather than outside, to avoid ruining it.”
Was her reply after making herself comfortable again, her hand plucking another scale straight from the patch of skin right under her collarbone.
“I believe...that if I had a hat I would store something I hold dear inside it rather than outside, to avoid ruining it.”
Looking up from his hat, at him, then at the hat again.
Then at him once more.
...she is patting her thighs.
Then at him once more.
...she is patting her thighs.
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ Dramatic and silly sobbing sound as he watched her from afar ( like four feet away ).
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ Dramatic and silly sobbing sound as he watched her from afar ( like four feet away ).
⠀
She is not far.
Just trying to place a few of her scales inside his hat.
Just trying to place a few of her scales inside his hat.
January 13, 2025 at 9:38 PM
Looking up from his hat, at him, then at the hat again.
Then at him once more.
...she is patting her thighs.
Then at him once more.
...she is patting her thighs.
She is not far.
Just trying to place a few of her scales inside his hat.
Just trying to place a few of her scales inside his hat.
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ ❝ I miss my water lily. ❞
Depresso espresso cowboy wallowing dramatically about @thalass0phil3e.bsky.social .
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ ❝ I miss my water lily. ❞
Depresso espresso cowboy wallowing dramatically about @thalass0phil3e.bsky.social .
⠀
January 13, 2025 at 9:32 PM
She is not far.
Just trying to place a few of her scales inside his hat.
Just trying to place a few of her scales inside his hat.
She could feel her cheeks burning out of embarrassment, for a moment there she had a very bad feeling.
Perhaps she just worries too much.
-
Perhaps she just worries too much.
-
⠀
much else but an exaggeration on his part.
❝ C'mon, darlin' . . . ! ❞
⠀
much else but an exaggeration on his part.
❝ C'mon, darlin' . . . ! ❞
⠀
January 10, 2025 at 6:55 AM
She could feel her cheeks burning out of embarrassment, for a moment there she had a very bad feeling.
Perhaps she just worries too much.
-
Perhaps she just worries too much.
-
“Boothill. The dying part.”
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ The cowboy whined dramatically as she took her tail away, leaving his arms out and still grasping at the air. She had to be so far away . . . It weren't fair.
❝ Hn . . . Huh? Cuddle yer tail all night? ❞
He blinked hazily.
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ The cowboy whined dramatically as she took her tail away, leaving his arms out and still grasping at the air. She had to be so far away . . . It weren't fair.
❝ Hn . . . Huh? Cuddle yer tail all night? ❞
He blinked hazily.
⠀
But there was something that turned the fluttering of her heart into... anxiety.
“...say that again?”
“...say that again?”
January 10, 2025 at 6:41 AM
“Boothill. The dying part.”
The poor girl had to slap a hand over her mouth in order to stay quiet, her cheeks flushing up immediately when a shiver ran down her spine.
She took a shaky sigh, moving her tail out of his grasp.
-
She took a shaky sigh, moving her tail out of his grasp.
-
⠀
and gave her hefty appendage a tug.
❝ C'mon, sweetheart, I'm dyin' over 'ere. Gon' make me cuddle yer tail all night? ❞
⠀
and gave her hefty appendage a tug.
❝ C'mon, sweetheart, I'm dyin' over 'ere. Gon' make me cuddle yer tail all night? ❞
⠀
January 7, 2025 at 6:48 AM
The poor girl had to slap a hand over her mouth in order to stay quiet, her cheeks flushing up immediately when a shiver ran down her spine.
She took a shaky sigh, moving her tail out of his grasp.
-
She took a shaky sigh, moving her tail out of his grasp.
-
“fucking hell, Boothill.”
The female grumbled before slapping his head with her fins, using said tail to push him on the couch.
“why did you drink this time?”
The female grumbled before slapping his head with her fins, using said tail to push him on the couch.
“why did you drink this time?”
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ ❝ Mmph - . . . ❞
He still chuckled underneath that heavy webbing, nuzzling his face into it as he wrapped an arm around her thick tail. With his other hand, he pushed it aside to peer out at her with a wide, shark-toothed grin.
❝ Jus' tipsy. Gonna need more t' get drunk. ❞
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ ❝ Mmph - . . . ❞
He still chuckled underneath that heavy webbing, nuzzling his face into it as he wrapped an arm around her thick tail. With his other hand, he pushed it aside to peer out at her with a wide, shark-toothed grin.
❝ Jus' tipsy. Gonna need more t' get drunk. ❞
⠀
Plopping her (heavy) fins on his face with the intent of stopping him, crossing her arms.
“you are drunk.”
“you are drunk.”
January 6, 2025 at 11:06 AM
“fucking hell, Boothill.”
The female grumbled before slapping his head with her fins, using said tail to push him on the couch.
“why did you drink this time?”
The female grumbled before slapping his head with her fins, using said tail to push him on the couch.
“why did you drink this time?”
Plopping her (heavy) fins on his face with the intent of stopping him, crossing her arms.
“you are drunk.”
“you are drunk.”
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ ❝ It's pretty! I love yer tail. ❞
Laughing with a whiskey hint on his breath, Boothill reached around to take hold of that tail tip and give it a few appreciative kisses. He'd probably make out with the appendage if she didn't stop him.
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ ❝ It's pretty! I love yer tail. ❞
Laughing with a whiskey hint on his breath, Boothill reached around to take hold of that tail tip and give it a few appreciative kisses. He'd probably make out with the appendage if she didn't stop him.
⠀
“oh I should try that since my tail doesn't seem to work.”
She joked, a playful laugh rumbling in her chest.
“I love having your pretty eyes on me after all...”
Not a thing in the world will ever have her objectify him, he was too precious to her.
She joked, a playful laugh rumbling in her chest.
“I love having your pretty eyes on me after all...”
Not a thing in the world will ever have her objectify him, he was too precious to her.
January 6, 2025 at 8:39 AM
Plopping her (heavy) fins on his face with the intent of stopping him, crossing her arms.
“you are drunk.”
“you are drunk.”
“oh I should try that since my tail doesn't seem to work.”
She joked, a playful laugh rumbling in her chest.
“I love having your pretty eyes on me after all...”
Not a thing in the world will ever have her objectify him, he was too precious to her.
She joked, a playful laugh rumbling in her chest.
“I love having your pretty eyes on me after all...”
Not a thing in the world will ever have her objectify him, he was too precious to her.
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ ❝ You can bet my eyes won't be anywhere else but on you, sugar. ❞
For a man who lost his humanity, he seemed to have no problems being objectified. The material shifted across his curved hip, just barely keeping his modesty.
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ ❝ You can bet my eyes won't be anywhere else but on you, sugar. ❞
For a man who lost his humanity, he seemed to have no problems being objectified. The material shifted across his curved hip, just barely keeping his modesty.
⠀
Oh she was not against the idea, giving the material a gentle, little tug in her direction.
“as it should.
I'm pretty sure it would work on you too, should I decide to wear an embarrassingly skimpy outfit~”
“as it should.
I'm pretty sure it would work on you too, should I decide to wear an embarrassingly skimpy outfit~”
January 6, 2025 at 7:33 AM
“oh I should try that since my tail doesn't seem to work.”
She joked, a playful laugh rumbling in her chest.
“I love having your pretty eyes on me after all...”
Not a thing in the world will ever have her objectify him, he was too precious to her.
She joked, a playful laugh rumbling in her chest.
“I love having your pretty eyes on me after all...”
Not a thing in the world will ever have her objectify him, he was too precious to her.
Oh she was not against the idea, giving the material a gentle, little tug in her direction.
“as it should.
I'm pretty sure it would work on you too, should I decide to wear an embarrassingly skimpy outfit~”
“as it should.
I'm pretty sure it would work on you too, should I decide to wear an embarrassingly skimpy outfit~”
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ ❝ It's workin' on you, ain't it? ❞ the cowboy purred. That little strap was on tight, the material audibly stretching. It wouldn't take much to see a tip slip.
❝ I had this thing custom-made. A' course I wanna show it off a lil'. ❞
⠀
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ ❝ It's workin' on you, ain't it? ❞ the cowboy purred. That little strap was on tight, the material audibly stretching. It wouldn't take much to see a tip slip.
❝ I had this thing custom-made. A' course I wanna show it off a lil'. ❞
⠀
⠀
“don't pull that shit on me, you definitely did that on purpose.”
There was a hint of amusement in her voice, boldness even.
In fact, she did reach to tug at the hem of the fabric just a little.
“is this another trick to have all eyes on you?”
There was a hint of amusement in her voice, boldness even.
In fact, she did reach to tug at the hem of the fabric just a little.
“is this another trick to have all eyes on you?”
January 6, 2025 at 7:22 AM
Oh she was not against the idea, giving the material a gentle, little tug in her direction.
“as it should.
I'm pretty sure it would work on you too, should I decide to wear an embarrassingly skimpy outfit~”
“as it should.
I'm pretty sure it would work on you too, should I decide to wear an embarrassingly skimpy outfit~”
“don't pull that shit on me, you definitely did that on purpose.”
There was a hint of amusement in her voice, boldness even.
In fact, she did reach to tug at the hem of the fabric just a little.
“is this another trick to have all eyes on you?”
There was a hint of amusement in her voice, boldness even.
In fact, she did reach to tug at the hem of the fabric just a little.
“is this another trick to have all eyes on you?”
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ ❝ It? What's it? ❞
His whole body shook with his laughter, spinning her around a little before setting her down gently. He glanced down at his very revealing thong.
❝ Picked up this lil' number yesterday. Think it's a touch too small though.❞
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ ❝ It? What's it? ❞
His whole body shook with his laughter, spinning her around a little before setting her down gently. He glanced down at his very revealing thong.
❝ Picked up this lil' number yesterday. Think it's a touch too small though.❞
⠀
Grumbling.
“what was that? It was showing!
I could clearly picture it in my mind!”
To say she was blushing was an understatement, both at the idea AND the nickname.
“what was that? It was showing!
I could clearly picture it in my mind!”
To say she was blushing was an understatement, both at the idea AND the nickname.
January 6, 2025 at 7:08 AM
“don't pull that shit on me, you definitely did that on purpose.”
There was a hint of amusement in her voice, boldness even.
In fact, she did reach to tug at the hem of the fabric just a little.
“is this another trick to have all eyes on you?”
There was a hint of amusement in her voice, boldness even.
In fact, she did reach to tug at the hem of the fabric just a little.
“is this another trick to have all eyes on you?”
Grumbling.
“what was that? It was showing!
I could clearly picture it in my mind!”
To say she was blushing was an understatement, both at the idea AND the nickname.
“what was that? It was showing!
I could clearly picture it in my mind!”
To say she was blushing was an understatement, both at the idea AND the nickname.
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ ❝ There's mah sweet lil' snapdragon! ❞
Ducks the swing and scoops her up in a hug.
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ ❝ There's mah sweet lil' snapdragon! ❞
Ducks the swing and scoops her up in a hug.
⠀
Swinging the bat in the air.
“COME HERE.”
“COME HERE.”
January 6, 2025 at 6:58 AM
Grumbling.
“what was that? It was showing!
I could clearly picture it in my mind!”
To say she was blushing was an understatement, both at the idea AND the nickname.
“what was that? It was showing!
I could clearly picture it in my mind!”
To say she was blushing was an understatement, both at the idea AND the nickname.
Swinging the bat in the air.
“COME HERE.”
“COME HERE.”
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ ❝ Opal loves me. <3 ❞
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ ❝ Opal loves me. <3 ❞
⠀
January 6, 2025 at 6:47 AM
Swinging the bat in the air.
“COME HERE.”
“COME HERE.”
. . .
That's it, she is grabbing her brand new metal baseball bat.
That's it, she is grabbing her brand new metal baseball bat.
January 6, 2025 at 6:43 AM
. . .
That's it, she is grabbing her brand new metal baseball bat.
That's it, she is grabbing her brand new metal baseball bat.
What is he doing this time...
She CAN SEE THE OUTLINE.
She CAN SEE THE OUTLINE.
January 6, 2025 at 6:29 AM
What is he doing this time...
She CAN SEE THE OUTLINE.
She CAN SEE THE OUTLINE.
Blushing madly, the fins forming the tip trembling visibly.
Of course she likes that.
“mhh. . .”
Hiding her face away.
Of course she likes that.
“mhh. . .”
Hiding her face away.
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ ❝ Heh . . . Ya do this when yer happy, right? ❞
The cowboy smirked as he lifted her tail tip to kiss.
⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⋅. ⊹⠀ ❝ Heh . . . Ya do this when yer happy, right? ❞
The cowboy smirked as he lifted her tail tip to kiss.
⠀
The tail ended up curling around his arm, the tip of it unfurling veeery slowly.
“Boothill—”
“Boothill—”
December 21, 2024 at 8:23 AM
Blushing madly, the fins forming the tip trembling visibly.
Of course she likes that.
“mhh. . .”
Hiding her face away.
Of course she likes that.
“mhh. . .”
Hiding her face away.