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pinkmirth · 9 months
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i need more cowboi reiner tryna knock u up pls 🥺 👉 👈
⸻ STUFFED!
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SYNOPSIS ౨ৎ ₊ ⊹ reiner just can’t seem to control how hungry he is for you. what better way to make you his than by stuffing you full of him?
CONTAINS ౨ৎ ₊ ⊹ ( 2.5k+ words of . . . ) cowboy!reiner x fem!reader (black coded), nsfw/smut, modern au, countryside setting, established relationship, reiner has a big fat breeding kink, sex flashbacks, doggie style, standing sex, creampie, use of pet names (ex. mama, sugar, honey), reader calls reiner ‘papa’, mentions of pregnancy, lowercase intended, explicit language, minors shoo!
MY LOVE NOTE! ౨ৎ ₊ ⊹ it’s undeniable that cowboy reiner’s got a raging breeding kink. thanks so much for sending in your thoughts, my love! now here’s rei-rei bein’ a shameless feen for his pretty girl! 🎀
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reiner’s terribly distracted.
the last thing he wants to do is lay blame, but in a way, you’re the reason why. the mere thought of you is enough to make this cowboy go buckwild. rei-rei swears he usually has more self control, it’s just that you strip him of all common sense.
you, pretty little you, make him all scatterbrained. his head’s been filled with nothing but romantics and vulgarities ever since he took you on a date seven months ago. you’ve turned him into some fool in love, for goodness’ sake.
memories of last night’s escapades come to mind. his mouth practically waters when remembering your plush ass; how you tossed it onto his pelvis with an arching back and swaying tits, peering at him with the sultriest smile, not to mention those glimmering bedroom eyes of yours. he recalls having to hold you still, so you wouldn’t be able to squirm away if his pounding were to become too much. you were soft, he remembers, so soft. the flesh of your hips would squish beneath the imposing pressure of his callous fingers, digging tighter into your sides whenever you’d flutter around the girth of him. he remembers the way he came inside with a rumbly moan, leaving your pussy full and the sheets wet . . . he wants to do it all over again.
with all that’s going on in that perverse little mind of his, he can hardly bring himself to focus on feeding the cattle. the only thing that can solve his problem is its source; you. and just like that, reiner’s dropping whatever he’d been doing before. his chores can surely wait, but this surge of desire can’t be overlooked. not a thing matters as much as finding you, fucking you, filling you.
he rounds the barn, passes by the apple trees and the horse stables in search of you. his cock pulses with every step, prodding stubbornly against the soft cotton of his boxers, now smeared with sticky precum. reiner brings a hand down to provide himself some relief, palming his boner with a low grunt. he’s so fucking hard that it almost hurts. that’s what he gets for fantasizing about you for the past thirty minutes and doing nothing about it until now.
with heavy steps, reiner makes his entrance into the farmhouse and is met by the sight of you lounging in the living room. you’re seated on the floral-print recliner with your pedicured toes propped up, all nice and comfortable. you’re wearing the dainty string of pearls he bought you for your birthday earlier in the year. pride flushes throughout his chest when seeing how prettily it rests on your collarbone.
you greet your man with a glossy smile, one that makes his dick throb beneath his hay-specked coveralls. reiner wonders if you’ve taken note of just how red he looks, rosy heat scattered across his face, from the highs of his cheekbones to the tips of his ears. he can feel his skin blazing with complete and total need.
reiner elicits a weak mumble of ‘hey, sugar. . .’, a stark contrast to your tone being all light and cheery as you ramble on about the cute little mini-skirt you’re crocheting for yourself. ‘since the weather’s getting warmer,’ you chime.
reiner loves you. he really, truly does, but he simply isn’t in the headspace to pay mind to the mundane task you’re occupied with at the moment— not when he’s this close to tearing off your summer dress, bending you over, peeling himself out of his spurred boots and pumping you full of every drop of cum he has to offer. fuck, he’s breathing harder now. gradually, he feels his resolve slip.
“you alright, honey?” you set down your crocheting hook, staring up at him with big, curious eyes. your voice, soft and consoling, grounds him just a little. reiner pulls off his signature cowboy hat, sets it on the nearby coffee table, and ruffles his hair so it falls into place. “yeah, i’m just—“ a pause amidst his sigh. truthfully, he’s here because he wants to fuck you pregnant. “i wanted t’see you, is all.” he settles on saying that instead. it’s much sweeter, all the more more romantic. less fetish-y. you probably would’ve looked at him funny if he admitted to crossing the entire farm by foot just so he could fill you up.
“aw, rei! you were missin’ me?” you laugh out of flattery. oh, your reiner. he’s so sweet in his own right. your boyfriend wants to ‘see you’, as he claims, like he hadn’t woken you up with nibbles to your neck, taken a (somewhat long, fairly busy) shower with you this morning, and ate breakfast alongside you before heading off to tend to the farm. you assume he can’t help but cling to you and want more.
it’s sudden, but welcomed, how reiner closes in on you. he draws near like a magnet, until the space between you no longer exists. he’s crouching down to the level of the chair, hovering over you to press a kiss on your lips. “mhm. missed you so bad, mama,” he mumbles against your mouth. in reply, you whisper onto his lips, something about how he’s always ‘so eager.’ he leans into you, desperate for more, and the chair creaks underneath the addition of his weight. he’s a large man, anyone can tell. his brawny build and imposing height never fail to make you feel safe underneath him. 
reiner dips his head low and plants one, two, three sloppy kisses along your warm neck, and it gets you hotter than the southern heat. he leaves saliva in his wake, trailed by the lightest of bruises from his suctioning lips. he tries to undo your clothes and his, but the small space that this decade-old chair provides won’t allow for it. besides, it wouldn’t be wise of him to make you squirt on a family heirloom. “this won’t do,” he clicks his teeth, decidingly picking you up. your legs wrap around his torso like second nature, arms circled around the back of his muscular neck.
“reiii, baby wait!” you draw out the call of his name, but all it does is coax him further. can’t you tell that your voice is only making him harder? that your whines urge him to fuck you silly? 
“wait?” he reiterates, grinding up into your clothed core. you shudder upon contact. “what for?” from beneath the denim he wears, you can feel his stiffness poke against your flimsy panties. “don’t you wanna head to bed first, honey? hm?” you whine into his neck. it takes a good eight seconds for him to respond.
“uh-uh,” reiner gives you a half-hearted grunt, with his gaze fixed on your cleavage that the low neckline of your dress presents to him. obviously, he’s interested in other things. “here’s just fine, sugar.” he’s strong enough to fuck you standing up with nothing else supporting him, and you know that. he doesn’t need a goddamn mattress.
reiner’s large hands grab at your underside, using your ass as the perfect leverage to press you close to him. this is your third time fucking the week, and it’s only tuesday. you’d mention it, but he’s too busy kissing down the valley of your breasts. impatience seeps through his every movement, from how he grasps at your thighs to keep you upright, to eagerly feeling along your lower half like it’s his first time touching your body.
“slow down, rei.” begrudgingly, reiner removes his lips from your chest. he finally calms for just a moment, so that he can meet your beautiful eyes. your face has been overtaken by a subtle pout. “m’sorry, honey,” he murmurs between a deep kiss, all wet and tongue-filled. you assume that’s supposed to be his form of an apology. his toned arm re-fastens itself around your body, holding you tight, while the other bunches up your dress and pushes down his bottoms, “but i need you. so fuckin’ bad.” you could never deny him and that sweet southern drawl. he knows that his smooth mouth works magic on you— he always gets what he wants from his pretty girl. 
now freed of any confines, reiner lowers his hand to stroke at the base of his dick, tugging himself with a low hiss. involuntarily, his hips buck. “you can finish up that skirt later, hm?” he releases himself and appoints his attention to you, the pads of his fingers circling your clit in just the way you like. your head falls forward onto his broad shoulder. “hell, i’ll even buy you some o’those frilly ones at that fancy mall you like goin’ to . . .” he utters partially to you and a little to himself, still occupied with keeping pressure on your bud. by now, with your head thrown back, you’ve already forgotten what you were working on in the first place.
having done this countless times before, reiner’s quickly able to find your dripping entrance. the drag of his tip through your puffy folds causes a ‘shlck’ sound to elicit. reiner smiles to himself; you’re embarrassingly wet. your hips begin to swivel and writhe, that’s how he knows you’re getting as needy as he. choosing not to waste any more time, he pushes himself inside with one swift motion. you cry out from the stretch, already fluttering around the first few inches he gives you. so far, it's just the tip and some, but he's so wide.
“goddamnit, baby . . . i fuckin’ love this pussy,” reiner grunts through clenched teeth. he’d usually start off with a shallow thrust and ease you into it, but he isn’t feeling as patient. every thrust is fast-paced, almost rushed. the impact has you bouncing in his arms, all as he continues his unrelenting efforts.
“s’good, rei— so good,” wavering moans spill past your lips. he hisses when your manicured nails dig into the hot flesh of his firm, round biceps. you squeeze around him until his eyes go rolling back. “i know, mama. i know,” reiner whines and groans, because it’s all he can manage to do. if he was air-headed about you earlier, surely he’s braindead now. he pumps into you rapidly, restlessly, but he still finds a way to make it feel so thorough. that’s probably because he’s fucking huge; incredibly endowed, like every other big and buff part of him. with a cock this thick, how could he not strike every nerve and hit every spot? 
he rolls his hips up into you with breathtaking fervor, fucks into you until he’s balls deep within your pulsating cunt. sweat dripping down his furrowed brow, he rasps out, “can’t wait to fill you up,” sloppy kisses follow, and his tongue slides across yours as he mumbles on about cumming inside, stuffing you full, making you his. you finally know what he’s doing, you should’ve known all along— he’s going to pump his cum into you as deep as he can get it to go. thrust his seed into your pliant womb until he’s fucked a baby into you. 
the mere thought of makin’ you a mama has his head spinning. reiner’s breath catches in his throat, and your sounds heighten in pitch— the pair of you can tell that you’re bound to reach ecstasy. he squats a bit lower, goes a little faster, attempting to propel you both into your orgasms. it’s coming on like an impending wave; your belly tightens, toes curling from where your heels dig into reiner’s strong back.
he knows you’ve come undone once your smooth, ridge-like walls begin to spasm around him, to the point where he can hardly pull back or push in further. he likes to think that it’s your pretty pussy’s way of begging for his cum. still, he doesn’t let up, not until you’re thoroughly impregnated. “jus’ a lil more. hold on ‘fa me, honey, m’kay?” he pleads through throaty whimpers. weakly, you nod. the overstim makes you pant and mewl, biting onto the damp skin of his exposed jugular to try and quiet yourself.
reiner slams you down onto him, the veins in his forearms bulging as he desperately grasps onto the globes of your ass. the resounding slap of skin rings around his tingling ears, lewd sounds floating throughout the otherwise quiet farmhouse.
“g’na let papa fill you up? yeah?” you cry out a weak ‘mhm!’ along with other pleas of how much you want it; want him. his balls twitch and his abdomen goes tense. “m'close,” he gruffly whispers. you decide to spur him on: “g-gimme your babies, papa, i need it!” that’s all he needs to topple over the edge. “oh fuck, mama— m’gonnacum,” reiner’s words jumble together when he comes, coating your insides with warm globs of white. though his thighs never cease their trembling, he still maintains a steady hold on you, keeping your limp frame upright. 
reiner stays inside as a means of keeping all his seed plugged into you, just for good measure. he doubts that he’s got enough energy remaining to round up the cattle after this. his chest heaves slowly, and his hair’s a mess from all that pulling you were doing, but he’s more than satisfied. he's even got this dumb, blissed-out smile on his face to show his content. you're sure he's knocked you up thoroughly by now.
he’ll make sure to buy you a pregnancy test by next morning. 
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canisalbus · 5 months
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vasco looks sooo so soft, your ability to convey that is so wild im obsessed
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thecryptidart1st · 25 days
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In one of your posts you said that there were some songs you were gonna animate with some characters either from The Graveyard Shift or idk. Are there any animatics about that topic that you have started?
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I have no animatics, but a butt ton of hyperphantasia, so this ask was an opportunity to draw out scenes that haunt my mind every day
For The Graveyard Shift in particular, I have ideas for the following songs (sorta in order from least to most unhinged and including spoilers for future TGS characters)
"Shit" by Bo Burnham
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Probably most of Tom Cardy (Perception Check and Hey I Don't Work Here shown here)
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"You Didn't Know" from Hazbin Hotel , bc Lute's line didn't need to go that hard but its burned into my memory at this point (also this animatic somehow evolved from its initial concept while working on this ask so now it's Rosemary and Gregory)
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"We Don't Talk About Bruno", but Michael Afton is Bruno being talked by every other mascot horror because Sammy's looking for him
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"Waiting In The Wings (Reprise)" from Tangled the Animated Series (this is actually the most serious bc it's actual character growth between Mike and Doug)
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"Forklift Simulator" by Sbassbear (bc I base Mike's and Ethan's friendship and humor off of Game Grumps interactions)
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and finally "Bring In the Love" by Dankmus, bc this stupid remix has been haunting me for the better part of half a year now and stupid sexy workout William won't leave me alone
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I've been meaning to ask, is Kokichi's black ring meant to be an ace ring? I only ask because it's black and on the finger one would typically wear an ace ring.
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This is probably funnier if Kaito doesn't know about Alter Ego yet
TL;DR: yes!! Very happy you noticed~
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violethursday · 5 days
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Got any weird very niche headcannons? :3
Indeed I do! Here are some of them!
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Acht really loves cheese. You could give them a whole wheel and they could finish it in under 5 minutes. I made up this headcanon after reading this fic three months ago.
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Harmony, Noiji, and Raian were definitely that odd trio back in elementary school that stuck together ever since.
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Big Man is only his stage name with Rayan being his actual name because who would name their kid "Big Man"?
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Both of these concept arts for Shiver are her older sisters. The one on the left's name is Shione Hohojiro while the one on the right's name is Mako Hohojiro.
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Callie and Marie are pretty good at roller skating! When not on hosting duties, they would often go to the local skating rink for fun.
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Ikkan's last name is Quinn, making him Ikkan Quinn. NINTENDO HE DOES NOT LOOK LIKE A QUINN
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Namida is an inktoling but the gang was completely oblivious about it until post-Octo Expansion
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Murch became quite the lady's man post-Splatoon 2 as he got more polite and laid-back
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teethflavoured · 11 months
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I really really love everything you drawohmygosh. Your colours and gradients are amazing and your sketchy lineart makes it better. And If it's ok, could you maybe draw harmony and Spyke interacting? Im curious of how they would actually talk to each other ‼️
thank you so much!! im glad you like my stuff, the things you mentioned are personally some of my fav aspects of my work if i had to choose haha. also here's spyke and harmony!
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i think its funny to imagine she got him to be quiet just to watch her bust out the ultra hand lmaooo
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kittyball23 · 2 months
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So in the holiday gift swap special, What would happen if Poppy finds out Branch has her instead of the other way around?
I feel like the special would’ve gone mostly the same, except that it would’ve pinned its focus primarily on her gift shenanigans rather than Branch’s (since for the special as it is now, we as the audience knew about Branch’s present to her and not Poppy’s to him) We’d come to actually see why she drew a blank, and what other things she had thought of doing for him (Maybe writing him a song? Or patching together a new vest? Or a scrapbook project? Or baking him a nice dessert? Who knows! 😄)
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emoboybattle · 11 months
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Any funny submissions?
Glad you asked 😈
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roxynugget · 3 months
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Guys, please, Tango doesn't consider himself a builder in the same way Michelangelo might not consider himself a painter* (see tags). You can accept you're very good at two things, and still consider yourself better at one over the other. It's not negative talk when he calls himself a redstone guy.
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spittyfishy · 11 months
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Danganronpa Rarepair Week 2023: Day 2 Running Away/Death
They’re running away from home to go apply to be in danganronpa, a decision they’d in no way regret or that would tear them apart. Typically I don’t give V3’s pregame too much thought, but I firmly believe these two were super close before they got accepted to the show. Idk when I saw the prompt I thought of them, but it was one of the first drawings I got finished for the week.
@dr-rarepair-week-blog
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pinkmirth · 10 months
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begging you for more cowboy reiner smut 🧎🏾‍♀️
i’m absolutely loving the way y’all adore cowboy rei-rei as much as i do! 😩 im currently working on lengthier fics/requests for him, but im gonna spew out some of the dirty lil thoughts i have in the meantime:
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this farmboy is a nasty man, i tell you! cowboy!reiner can, and will, take you at any given time of day. to him, every location on this barn is a suitable place to fuck. sometimes he’ll dick you down near the hay bales, or six-nine with you in the little cottage that he hand-built last summer; hell, he’ll even raw-dog you in the goddamn kitchen on his momma’s favorite countertop— he doesn’t care. he’s always this close to bending you over the counter, pulling down his custom denim jeans and making a complete and total mess out of you. though the rounds are satisfying, they usually go by fast ‘cause he knows he’s got chores to get back to afterwards. that’s why he fucks you like it’s the end of the world— no time to waste when you need to feed the cattle by 3pm, right? rei-rei’s a feen for quickies, okay! then later on, when the day’s work is done and he finally has time to himself, he’ll use the opportunity to handle you thoroughly, and do all the things he didn’t have the time for earlier. by the next morning, you’re still feeling the linger of him on your body. the dull ache around your hips reminds you of the countless positions he folded you into, all his dirty words . . . quite a nasty man, indeed!
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ahappyphjl · 4 months
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what I don't get is why some people disregard the fact that Dan literally confirmed they're a couple in an interview during WAD. I know that it didn't receive that much attention outside of phannie circles but how much more clear can he be than answering "Basically, yeah" to someone calling them a normal gay couple? they're not hiding it. They just don't talk about it bc they want privacy. And I think continuing to speculate about who Dan is fucking and overanalyzing everything they say to try to prove they're not a couple is more disrespectful than just...picking up what they're putting down and not making a big deal out of it
exactly ! it’s all out there, so there’s no question whether they’re a couple or not. them choosing to keep the details of their relationship private shouldn’t give people the right to disregard that fact. they’re happy, let’s all just be happy for them 🥺
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canisalbus · 9 months
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I am terribly sorry to inform you that I've been calling Vasco and Machete 'Vaschete' to shorten their names into one. I may have accidentally given them a ship name in my attempt to combine their names into an easier tag for when I reblog your art of the two of them.
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memversemenace · 1 month
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better make it danger: ink coating and lights out, just to be safe.
You’we rwight.
[29f now set to Cruel_Sisyphean_Eight-Shaped.Floor ERROR: ink coating, lights out]
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Does Kokichi (or any of the others) get a therapy animal? I know that Kokichi has his cane and stuff, but would he ever get a dog to help with the pain when needed along with encouraging him to sleep?
Does Kiyo get a friend to help him through his panic when he overheats?
You've mentioned that Miu basically has to force herself to take breaks so would she get a little assistant to help pull her away to take a rest?
Part of me believes that if they do get one, Ryoma would be the one to arrange it with our beloved Overlord of Ice (or in Kokichi's case, beg for Gundham to help)
[DRV3 TAPP AU Masterpost]
This is just what I needed to help focus some of the ideas I’ve been having so tysm anon:
I love the idea of Ryoma working with Gundham in the animal shed! I have a concept building that there’s a group of students that hang out there and volunteer. In my mind, it’s somewhat of a safe haven from the rowdier activities on campus and almost doubles as a hangout spot for some of the ND students to decompress and form friendships between classes; Peko, Gonta, and Gundham himself are in there a lot, to name a few.
Kokichi does get a cat, but she isn’t a licensed therapy animal. Gundham breeds animals that go into high-profile training programs, but this cat… is not one of them. In fact, as runt of her litter with a chip on her shoulder bigger than her whole head, he was starting to worry she might not even be adoptable. The little beast doesn’t like other cats, only tolerates the affection of her human caretakers before taking off and hiding, and eventually she escapes captivity entirely.
Now, recapturing a housecat can be anywhere from simple as opening the door for them to a complex multi-month scouting, trust-building, and eventually stealth-catnapping mission (provided all goes well). This is not for the faint of heart. The shed crew absolutely does care about her safety, but also can’t chase her all day (and even if they did, she would just be scared further into hiding.)
There is a TDP bonus mode interaction between Gundham and Kokichi where Kichi gets scratched, so I can’t fault anyone for deciding he might not like cats. In another scenario where he’s not actively talking to people, though, I think Kokichi would vibe with the way cats communicate. They’re very particular in their body language regardless of personality, something he’s notoriously good at analyzing in people; they’re creatures of habit that form communities and express their connection and trust of one another through specific behavioral cues.  Eye contact, for instance, is a sign of aggression for cats, and one way to signify you are deliberately not a threat is by going out of your way to blink in their direction and keep your eyes closed a few seconds. Cats will do this at one another and at people. No matter how common the perception of cats as loners, standoffish, and otherwise unfriendly is, they still form colonies that communally hunt and care for kittens. They’ll eat together and occasionally turn their backs to one another to signal good-faith (‘I will not take advantage of you while you’re off-guard’, which can look to some like ‘I am making sure you know I am ignoring you by refusing to look at you’), only flipping onto their backs when fully relaxed and trusting. Cats will show just as much affection as dogs, but it’s occasionally from across the room. They’re social animals. They just also value their independence, and some of their social cues are frequently misinterpreted by people expecting them to be something they are not.
Hmm.
If DICE is anything to go by, I don’t think he’d hesitate to take care of a stray. He sees her once in an alleyway, and leaves some food for her. Even though he doesn’t see her the next, he comes back around the same time and leaves it in a sheltered corner. And the one after that. Even if it hurts to kneel down. She starts to notice the way he winces after several days of his coming around to feed her, and it coaxes her out of her hiding place.
The two establish a rapport pretty quickly. Shuichi will occasionally see Kokichi stuffing something in his pocket or his bag, and is positive he’s scheming. Little does he know, had he actually followed Kokichi, he’d watch him sneak behind one of the science buildings and. Sit on the rickety fire stairs, pull out a few colorful feathers, and play with a lonely kitten. Diabolical.
Of course, once Ouma sees the posters the shed crew have put up around the area, he’s immediately conflicted. Someone is out there looking for her (she has people who care about her). She’s let you pet her, but if you disrespect her space and scoop her up who knows what she’ll do (your continued silence keeps her apart from the people, who are real and really out there and demonstrably looking for her, who care about her.) The responsible thing to do is to betray her trust for her own good.
… Tomorrow.
He’ll. He’ll turn her in tomorrow.
When he gets caught, he hands her over before he can look back.
The shy, moody beast hasn’t stopped meowing at every person she’s seen since. She practically hovers around Gonta, who feels a bit guilty he has no idea what she needs. They’ve checked her a few times over; she’s surprisingly healthy despite foraging and forging ahead on her own for so long and thankfully uninjured by the whole incident (if isolated from the other cats for a while just in case, which she hardly minds.) It’s a mystery.
At least, it’s a mystery until there’s an event on campus, and the one-two punch of loud noise and crowding turn huge chunks of campus into active minefields. As much as Kokichi loves bothering his friends, maybe eavesdropping while he’s at it, he just. Cannot handle something like this, anymore. What might have been exciting is totally overstimulating, and he can’t deny that the heat of both the season and the sheer volume of Humanity bunched together is making his symptoms a hell of a lot harder to deal with, let alone hide. The animal shed is a convenient place for him to split off and pick his way into so that, hopefully, he doesn’t actually faint. Hopefully. (Skilled as he is, he can’t hear the pins of the lock over the sound of his own heartbeat, but, thankfully, someone comes and opens the door anyway from the inside.)
Little did he know, but there’s already a small party’s worth of students in the shed also looking to either get away from the crowds, make sure the animals aren’t panicked by all the noise outside, or both. And there’s climate control in here. So Kokichi is Not Going Anywhere. There are plenty of questions, sure, but it hardly looks like a good time for him to answer them; he does, though, answer a completely different line of questioning when the kitty notices Kokichi and immediately nuzzles into his chest.
Gundham is pretty sure it’s illegal to separate them now.
Her name is Bishop, as in “overseer”. Kokichi needs someone to talk at who won’t analyze everything he says, and wax Rantaro isn’t exactly available. More importantly, it’s the third most powerful chess piece: after the King and his s/o, of course. Plus, when she’s surprised the way her fur stands up reminds him of a certain Ultimate Robot; he’s looking forward to telling Kiibo he named his cat assistant “after a competent AI,” the android from Aliens. (Double-plus, I think the scene in that movie where Bishop does the knife trick could be where Kokichi got it from for the FTEs, as a fun little full-circle moment).
Bishop is an emotional support animal. She isn’t trained like a therapy animal, nor has she gone through a rigorous certification and become a medically necessary service animal. She more just… lives in his room, even before he does any of the paperwork to have an ESA in the dorms. That’s not to say she isn’t helpful-- having her around puts him in a better spot than he’d be in otherwise for certain, but she usually stays in Kokichi’s room.
That said, I think she does kind of get to know when he needs her through experience, and on at least one occasion is clever enough to figure out when something’s wrong and he needs someone else (probably Kaito). I think after TAPP tried simulating the poisoning/some degree of nerve damage in him for long enough, it cascaded into an abnormal autoimmune response that's just kept going. It mostly messes with the way his nerves connect to his muscles, leading to things like intermittent weakness, feeling like you’re going to faint even if you don’t fully lose consciousness (presyncope), and having your heart race when you sit or stand up (orthostatic intolerance). Kokichi, hating to admit even to himself when a situation is thoroughly out of his control, will probably not leave his dorm to get someone, if nothing else, to hang out and help him feel slightly less terrified (of dying alone, naturally, even if it only feels that way). Bishop might. 
Seems she's always there when he needs her most.
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I honestly hadn’t thought about therapy animals for Miu and Kiyo before, and I think I’m going to have to give it more thought. For reasons I haven’t isolated I just… also want to give them cats? Especially Kiyo, who might also appreciate the way they set up and maintain boundaries with people and each other without caring about them any less.
Miu can hardly pry herself away from her work long enough to take care of herself, let alone another living thing, so she might start with a potted succulent for the lab while she’s working on Kiibo. Once he’s corporeal, he’ll probably be the best at convincing her to step away from things (and consequently stop using projects to avoid actually dealing with her feelings) and possibly get an animal of her own. For now, Kokichi’s trying (not always succeeding) to take that role (for her sake, and also to convince himself he can trust her to be half as vulnerable around him as he feels all the time).
Kiyo also withdraws into studying, but it’s less to distract himself and more that he doesn’t fully trust himself around other people (or, admit it to himself or not, other people around him). He needs a therapy animal that’ll get him out of his own head from time to time. More of a calming presence than an energizing one, and one that won’t wreck the shelves of souvenirs and knick-knacks in his room at that. Some cats might love to knock things over, but others could not care less; all depends on the individual, of course.
More a shitpost than an answer, but I did have the thought ‘what if, rather than there being multiple cats, Bishop sneaks out on occasion when Kokichi’s not there.’
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None of them have spoken about their occasional Encounters with a mischievous kitten to one another in detail, and if its brought up in passing they all call her something different. Absolutely nobody is surprised when the cat-loose-in-the-dormitory wanders over to Kokichi’s room.
… Except for Kokichi, who did not know she sneaks her way out through a crack in the wall on a semi-regular basis. By the time he gets back, she’s always sitting prim and looking at the door to greet him. He shouldn’t be surprised, though. They only met because of her history of Houdini-ing out of the animal shed, after all. Bishop will not be Contained.
Something about pets being like their Chosen Person, I suppose.
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Hello! As you might know, your art is absolutely amazing, and I especially love the Harry and Hermione ones. One of my favorites is definitely the one with Harry and Hermione having matching multi-colored eyes. In the post, you also give a prompt that gave me a few ideas and I was wondering if you would be fine with me writing fiction off the idea your amazing art gave me. I probably wouldn't directly use the art, but either way, I would credit it and link it to give a visualization of what I wrote. Maybe what I write I wouldn't even post, but I feel as If I should ask permission still. Many thanks for whatever you say, and like I said your art is simply amazing. (I'm new to Tumblr, so I do apologize if none of this makes sense.)
Hello! It made me so happy to read this! You just made my day. In all honesty, it's always amazing to know something you did inspired someone else, so please don't feel afraid to take this little idea and make it yours. Of course, don't forget to give me the credit for the initial idea (which I know you'll do), and please let me know if/when you post it (which I hope you'll do)! I'd love to read it.
I should be the one thanking you. I wish you many smiles and a pleasant writing time.
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This is an old, unfinished sketch for this AU. You made me feel like sharing it. So, a little gift :)
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