- written by the drifter. 🐐
- content warning for alcohol usage, blood, themes of depression, etc. lewds entirely opt. story-focused.
- art isn't mine, but my oc.
- lewd and mature themes.
- lore-heavy character.
- semi-literate.
- mdni.
GLORY TO THE EGGMAN EMPIRE.
Guess who's awake.
Guess who's awake.
He would lean in, just the slightest, so his snout and a good chunk of the front of his face would be obscured by the sign.
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ᅠᅠwatching @thefiercewarrior.bsky.social approach ... quickly smashing on some chapstick before wiggling his eyebrows.
ㅤᅠᅠgrabbing the others features ... pulling him in reeeaal close. ♡
Holding up his kissing booth sign to hide the sight from the audience.
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ᅠᅠ𝕮OME ONE COME ALL ❗️
ㅤᅠᅠStuck behind a wooden booth... applying chapstick.
♡ — for a kiss !
If mun 𖬺 muse are underage﹑ it will be simply platonic !
If you are in his interest ... ? Maybe a good peck.
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He would lean in, just the slightest, so his snout and a good chunk of the front of his face would be obscured by the sign.
[ I love Rodya and Gregor. Anyways. ]
[ I love Rodya and Gregor. Anyways. ]
"I should be alright. An' no need to be so nervous. It ain't like I'll bite y' or anything." He let out a rather lighthearted chuckle, turning to start heading back inside his humble little abode.
"Take my advice. Or don't. Your choice. Can't force you to do anything."
"I should be alright. An' no need to be so nervous. It ain't like I'll bite y' or anything." He let out a rather lighthearted chuckle, turning to start heading back inside his humble little abode.
"Take my advice. Or don't. Your choice. Can't force you to do anything."
"Rrgh.."
"Nngrrhk.."
"You little.."
The markings on his face began to fade. Seems like his time was up.
"Ah, ffuck.."
And just like that, Sunstone.. or, Smolder, now, was out cold.
Seems like Shawn won.
Speaking of blows, Shawn ended up taking that strike directly to his face. It seems they’ve traded blow that leveled eachother.
"Rrgh.."
"Nngrrhk.."
"You little.."
The markings on his face began to fade. Seems like his time was up.
"Ah, ffuck.."
And just like that, Sunstone.. or, Smolder, now, was out cold.
Seems like Shawn won.
"Not permanently. There's things I need to do that I can't quite execute, as you're in my way."
"This is your last chance."
"Move it."
Hopping back a good distance, grunting in pain as the side shot and his arm burned in pain. He is not without harm, but he’s not going to quit.
He suspects Sunstone isn’t either.
“So what’s your goal? ah-Permanently taking control?”
"Not permanently. There's things I need to do that I can't quite execute, as you're in my way."
"This is your last chance."
"Move it."
Warm dreams of the person who held him.
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. . . God what a 𝖜𝙚𝗮𝙠𝗻𝗲ss.
The king cradled his treasure like it was all he had.
eyes un – focused 𖬺 zoned out into the distance ... hands now petting down the tenrecs back﹑ trying to soothe that nightmare away.
ㅤᅠᅠ❝ ... m not all teeth ... yeesh .. ❞
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He softly hiccuped, his face pressed gently against Scourge's fur.
"so.. so gentle.."
He could feel his face growing warm again.
Warm dreams of the person who held him.
Pulling the tenrec closer﹑ both hands to the back of his quills to caress.
"Hh.. nnhn.."
"Ss.. ssorry.."
"I had a.. a bad dream. It's the same one I have every night. That same tundra.. so cold.."
The tenrec shivered.
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ᅠᅠ❝ h —— hey .. smolds.. deep breath.. wh ... ❞
ㅤᅠᅠscourge went from mildly worried to increasingly concerned in seconds. Holding 𖬺 embracing smolder like a wounded animal. Tight 𖬺 close to his heart.
What could that dream have 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 about .ᐣ
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"Hh.. nnhn.."
"Ss.. ssorry.."
"I had a.. a bad dream. It's the same one I have every night. That same tundra.. so cold.."
The tenrec shivered.
"Ss.. s-scourge.."
That's all he was able to say.
Reassuring in ... the softest way he could muster. Was smolder having a nightmare of someone else .. someone haunting ??
He had his guesses.
"Ss.. s-scourge.."
That's all he was able to say.
Sluggish getting himself up .. it was night. Pale moonlight shining in to illuminate them both..
He◝ s kneeling to try 𖬺 kiss smolders face awake.
But..
With a slight adjust to bury his face in smolders neck .. he was out.
But..
What was the itis? Well, y'know that sleepy feeling you get after you eat a shitton? That was hitting him now.
What was the itis? Well, y'know that sleepy feeling you get after you eat a shitton? That was hitting him now.
"I'll always be someone you can turn to. No matter what. Even if it doesn't seem like it.."
"I want you to be able to trust me. Alright?"
Smolder's breath smelled like steak, potatoes, and faintly of alcohol. Makes sense, as he just ate that.
No .. I wont. Don◝ t got no one else to run to .. anyways. . ❞
He almost looked nauseated. Shaking off those darker thoughts of fear .. he didn◝ t the opposite. Scooting as close as he could .. holding onto smolder.
"I'll always be someone you can turn to. No matter what. Even if it doesn't seem like it.."
"I want you to be able to trust me. Alright?"
Smolder's breath smelled like steak, potatoes, and faintly of alcohol. Makes sense, as he just ate that.
"I don't plan on going anywhere any time soon. I'm loyal." Smolder continued, looking down at the other to gauge his reaction.
"As long as you don't -
Fiona n my other exs were .. little side bits. You uh..
... well fuck you can get a grasp of watcha make me feel like .. ❞
Rubbing the back of his quills.. that dark blush unwavering.
"I don't plan on going anywhere any time soon. I'm loyal." Smolder continued, looking down at the other to gauge his reaction.
"As long as you don't -
He’s gotta do something. Can he wait him out? Not likely. So..what?…Fuck it.
“Ohhh come on! Is that really the best you can do? I can hardly feel it, I’m fallin’ asleep over here!”
He’s trying to rile him up further, attempting to make him start making mistakes.
"I.."
"I really like that idea. I.."
"Can I be yours? If you.. don't mind, of course. I've been feeling this way about you for a little, and I think you deserve a good lovin'. You really, really do.. everyone does, but you especially."
His heart was thumping in his chest. God..
Man. Rejection was always the second scariest thing ...
❝ ... we. can jus fuck around n see what .. happens ... we can be eachothers .. if you w.. wanna ... ❞
"I.."
"I really like that idea. I.."
"Can I be yours? If you.. don't mind, of course. I've been feeling this way about you for a little, and I think you deserve a good lovin'. You really, really do.. everyone does, but you especially."
His heart was thumping in his chest. God..
"So.."
"What does this make us, then?"
"What do you.. what do you want us to be?" He asked.
He didn◝ t have an ounce of serious tone laced in that shouting.
Staring at smolder .. his lip pouting out before crossing his arms in the others hold..
"So.."
"What does this make us, then?"
"What do you.. what do you want us to be?" He asked.
Smolder's amethyst-purple hues focused on the other's, taking a moment to admire the sight, before opening his mouth to speak.
"What did I do this t-"
Smolder couldn't finish his sentence before he felt Scourge's lips press against his own. He took a moment to process, before -
Smolder's amethyst-purple hues focused on the other's, taking a moment to admire the sight, before opening his mouth to speak.
"What did I do this t-"
Smolder couldn't finish his sentence before he felt Scourge's lips press against his own. He took a moment to process, before -
He's not sure if how to address his feelings, either... -
He can◝ t even fathom why looking at smolder made his heart race 𖬺 face get too hot for his liking.
Eating .. slowly now.
Fidgeting. He doesn◝ t know how to ask or ... even mention these feelings.
He's not sure if how to address his feelings, either... -
"You're.."
He cleared his throat.
"You're not looking at me. Is.. something wrong?"
Definitely helping the rocking back 𖬺 fourth drunkard. A good meal in his gut 𖬺 he◝ d be right as rain.
... though﹑ scourge is avoiding eye contact like before. Hmm...
"You're.."
He cleared his throat.
"You're not looking at me. Is.. something wrong?"
He still didn't know what to consider Scourge.
Was 'boyfriend' the right word for it?
He still didn't know what to consider Scourge.
Was 'boyfriend' the right word for it?
"Gwwoaaah.."
"You.. you made this? No way.."
"It looks so good."
Snapping finger guns before rising to his feet 𖬺 running off to the kitchen ; returning with his hands full.
Arms holding two large platters of steaks ... fried potatoes slightly mashed 𖬺 crispy.
"Gwwoaaah.."
"You.. you made this? No way.."
"It looks so good."