#darkrose

I like to think of Amy as Eclipse’s guide to new things and relationships with his brother’s assistant. Like it gets to a point where you want to get independent from your fam and learning about the world on your own but you still need a guide and — WHAM! Pink hedgehog who seems to know everyone at the market asks if you’re buying cabbages and you punch the vegetable so hard it has a new hole

Amy is very excitable and Eclipse is very skittish; people think he’s angry and egotistical but that’s just his way of speaking (tho he does see himself as the SUPERIOR form compared to Mobians), Eclipse is quick to get defensive if anyone other than a customer service person who gives him his coffee every morning at 10am and sometimes shuts down and goes nonverbal so Amy learns when he gets overwhelmed and gives him space and HE HATES IT but quietly enjoys the fact she teaches him sign language

Amy is Eclipse’s emotional support dog and Eclipse is Any’s pampered dog

You can read about their personality here, but I also reccomend reading Flickerstar's bio first because a lot of them mention him

Darkrose and Frostbite

Chicoryflower and Swifthare

Doveflight and Rainingbreeze

Cloudysky and Marblefur

tw: implied nsfw

It’s a sudden shift in the air, not any less dangerous, but much more sensuous, anticipation filling his entire body when Barty realised he might get more than he bargained for when he started this. A fight and a hot fuck behind a seedy bar? Count him the fuck in. It sounded like his idea of paradise.

Barty's smile is all teeth. “Will you let me go if I suck your dick?”

The man looks him up and down again in genuine interest as if he’s considering it and then he’s using his other hand to pat his index finger against Barty’s bottom lip. His fingertips are dirty with Barty’s blood from when he punched him, for some reason this makes him even harder, his mouth opening immediately and his moan being swallowed by the two fingers that are shoved in his mouth.

Barty works his tongue slowly, giving him a show, merely a tease of what he could have if he gave in. The man’s eyes fill with something akin to danger, a cruel smile curling in his pretty mouth.

“If you can make me come in three minutes,” he says dismissively as he takes his fingers off like he couldn’t care any less, but Barty can see how much he wants him in his eyes and can feel it against his front just as hard as the knife biting on his throat.