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okay, most things are cleaned out the way i wanted / needed. i'll give proper explanation etc tomorrow cause i need to sleep since it's almost midnight.
gonna be reworking some things here probably for the rest of the time i'm online. it shouldn't effect too much for anyone else, just me.
i'm thinking about dragon sex again. no no, not like that. like sexuality.
because they were created in a laboratory, by default, both nelrathe and zai'phee do not have sexes or sexual instincts. these were not developed in any capacity until they had both lived for a few hundred years, been shoved into a form of cryosleep for 20,000 years, woken up and introduced to the civilizations that had sprung up over those millennia.
zai'phee was not blind when she awoke, so she was able to choose femininity and her appearance, and model her humanoid body after what she was able to research and observe in humanoid females before she was pulled over to earth. before that time came, she connected with the god of the seas, gaining her fins, and gave herself the addition of the tail she possesses solely because it made her happy, though later it would assist in balance after the accident that blinded her. since coming to earth and losing her sight, she has not attempted to alter her body at all, including returning to her draconic form.
nelrathe put more efforts into her studies of both female and male humanoid bodies, inside and out, for almost an entire year before crafting her forms, and the act of making them took time as well. deliberate ideals went into each detail, including the inner workings. while it takes her more energy on earth to go between forms, and that expense can leave her partly-changed or half transformed if she cannot do it properly, she can still do it.
the difference between the two, aside from the surface discrepancies, is that zai'phee only gleaned the surface. she has typical female genitalia, can engage in intercourse normally, but does not possess any of the inner workings. she doesn't have any of the actual reproductive organs necessary to be able to menstruate / bear a child. nelrathe, however, does, because she built herself to be as close to humanoid as possible. this means she experiences menstruation if feminine, can bear a child, and can produce legitimate sperm if masculine.

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you know what i miss about old xkit? outbox. what the fuck did i already send to someone??? no idea!!!
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don't mind xephyr, she's just grabbing a chair to stand on so she can be taller than him for the .05 seconds it takes to grab his head, pull him towards herself, and smooch his forehead.
gotta say--her determination is admirable! dean watches as the chair's drug across the floor, noting the look of sheer determination upon her face. unsure of what's about to happen next, the hunter waits it out with a blend of anticipation and bewilderment upon his features.
freckled cheeks flush a tint of pink when what happens--happens. booted feet inch closer upon her lead. head bows down and the kiss to the forehead? yeah--that'll get an idiot like this one grinning from ear to ear. damn near swoon level! can't just do something like that to a bow-legged hick from kansas and not expect him to get all mushy.
unless you're a weirdo. something he's trying to kill. or--a mixture of both. so far? she's not either one of those. okay. little weird but not weird weird. bad weird.
"that was a lotta work to get the job done. gotta ask," his grin can be heard--lingering and unable to be wiped away, "...the heck was that for?"
there's skill in finding the perfect piece of furniture and getting it close to a target, getting up on it in platforms and doing what needs to be done before said target has a clue about what's happening or can move around from the initial location. a skill that the woman donned in pastel pinks on top of too-short denims has mastered. even though the chair under her threatens to be her doom, she's fine, barely holding onto dean's shoulders now that his head doesn't need to be manipulated around to her liesure.
lucky for him, she's only applied balm today, too! so the minor residue left behind is merely lavender vanilla moisturizer that can be rubbed away, and is, by her thumb once she notices the faint difference in the way light hits his skin.
"sometimes, you gotta do the work, whether it's a lot or a little, 'cause the job's worth seeing the end result of." lips tug into a smile that's about level with him when he looks back up to her from where she'd moved him.
"why did it need to be for something? can a girl not just think you're swell, and offer you a tiny token to show that she thinks it?" the pinch to his cheek is very light, hardly even a pinch at all, given just as quick as the kiss had been. "made you feel better, didn't it?" no time to answer before she's nodding, smiling a little wider. "then it did what it was supposed to."
nine times out of ten, if xephyr isn't barefoot, she's wearing some honkin' platform heels of some sort. she's short as hell, but that's not going to stop her from being up there with the big boys. also? she can sprint in them.

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@echolaliia continued from here.
honey bee, and he's already folding from whatever high horse he'd thought he had the reins firmly in hand of. before he really realizes what he's doing, the possum of a man is lowering down from his tall tower of natural height to be more in her space. how he does this? meeting concrete with his own knees, covered in thick black denim that disappears down into combat boots laced tight, and up under the tinsley fabric of a novelty hawaiian style button up that's half open, exposing not only skin and the dark patch of chest hair, but the silv'ry chain that hides down nearer his sternum with the dog tags from wars fought far too long ago.
hands come up, setting on her hips with tender care, and his eyes have softened from their typical harsh hazel stare, if only some. now more at her level, the pathetic nature of him is likely more palpable, at least in this moment. hungry, needing, and for once not possessing the urge to immediately seek something elsewhere. "can't think much... if i'm wrong, then you tell me what to do."
there's something fundamentally wrong with him and i love him for it
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i have eight more of those starters to do, but i will probably try to do them tomorrow and do some replies to other stuff tonight while my momentum is up.
y'all wanna know a secret?
not one of my dominant leaning characters is actually as hard of a dom as they think they are, they just need the correct type of person to put them in their places. much like any other animal that needs the correct sort of training to be obedient.
i'm howling
HMM HMM HMM HMM (xephyr) HMM

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A cum bomb detonated in my fuck canal ✍🏻
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she's been around long enough, known about the leeches longer than they've been exposed to the general public of humanity, but it doesn't mean that certain things don't still catch her. things like blood sucker bars, though her surprise doesn't mean that she is offput. in fact, she's dolled herself up enough to be presentable, chains and gemstones strewn in pale cream-streaked ginger curls that are pinned up as well as around the horns that barely poke out amid the updo. it's a tactic, of course, because waters always need to be tested.
all of those humans that had freaked about the vampires would no doubt rip a dragon to shreds, especially since there is no army of others like herself to back her up. but if anyone would understand her, it would be those that occupy and crawl the bayous and old stone roads of shreveport.
fangtasia is a monster all its own, and she's stepped right into its mouth, skin tight leather dress in a peacock green matching those jewels and golden chains, the stiletto heels that allow her to not drown amid the people that treat this place like a second home with how fast they drove this and that way. her presence swells in its own right, too, though, and though she may be small, she does not need to push past blood bags and suckers to get to the counter to pull herself up into a seat.