#jumaz

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I mean, on the bright side, the universe of aRLiNY would pretty much expect these sort of ‘nightmare-fuel’ hybrids. They all live in a universe where anatomically correct wasp and spider people exist (with most of them glad that a bit of that human DNA keeps them from being the actual animal). So swing a hybrid that may look horrifying won’t be a surprise or horrifying.

J: Jumaz grins, his hands aching to get his phone already. “Hey, if you’re ever that needy for my ‘personal pics’, then why stop at daily? Let’s go hourly~”

Y’know, sometimes you take a break from writing to pre-occupy yourself with personal life. And then you just, return to check your social media, and you’re reminded how much your fans are lovable heathens 👌👌👌.

(Just a little late b-day present for my good friendo and fellow author @peachy-deers @roots-game Sorry if I butcher your character XD)

(Featuring Deer’s pure Quarter-Bunny Character called Laci and the wonderful Cheetah Lupinethrope known as Jumaz.)

“You sure you two can handle closing up for us by yourself? I could always stay back and help out for a bit...” Troy looked back at Jumaz and Laci, holding her handbag as she squeezes it slightly a look of worry invading her eyes.

Jumaz snickers, pulling Laci by the shoulder to him, playfully giving her a noogie on the head,

the bunny squirming under the Lupinethrope’s hands, “Come on Troy! You can always trust me and Laci to get the job done!”

Their boss sighs, shaking her head as a grin slowly creeps up on her face, “Last time you said that, we suddenly were missing 5 kilograms of fish for some reason.” She chuckles, crossing her arms.

“Okay, to be fair, the cat yakuza are very scary people,” the quarter-bunny laughs at Jumaz’s response, the cheetah turning his head and smiling at her, giving her a wink, “Come on Laci, you can vouch for me can’t you?”

She nods at Troy, giving her a thumbs up, “Y-yeah, that time was because of the cat Yakuzas... hehe~” In reality, Both Jumaz and Laci just decided to cook that 5 kilos of fish, somehow eating about most of the fish before handing it out to the homeless.

“Yeesh... I’m trusting you because little Laci is backing you up,” she pats the bunny’s large ears, turning back to the doorway out of the kitchen and walking towards it, she turns back before she exits, “One kilo of ingredients for snacks and making food for yourselves... have fun kids~”

The duo wave at her, before a cheeky smile consumed them both, they were going to close down the shop of course... after they had fun!

2 hours of screwing around in the kitchen later..

Both of the chefs sat next to each other at one of the booths in the main dining hall, the sun disappearing with the moon replacing it’s place as the main provider of natural light. They both slurp on the ramen they made, rightfully enjoying their broth they deserved after cleaning up the chaos they caused in the kitchen.

“You really don’t know how to make pudding!? It’s like the simplest dessert to make!” The cheetah roars in laughter, almost choking on a noodle as he laughed at the bunny’s cluelessness.

“I-I j-just dontttt!” The bunny slipped into her chair in embarrassment, the cheetah still chuckling at her as she gazed away, her face filled with red as she covered her head in her hands.

“Hehe! You really do remind me of a shojo protagonist,” he continued to slurp on his noodles, smiling at Laci as he continued, his leg subtly making contact with the bunny’s own, a warm grin forming as he watched her embarrassment.

“J-Jumaz...” She noticed his leg right away, shifting slightly as her body began to face the cheetah, her face flushing with more red than she expected. July felt so long ago, despite only a month passing by... and she still couldn’t get that memory out of her head. The cheetah leans over her, pushing her towards the window, the moonlight illuminating both of their faces as the night went by.

“Am I getting too close for you Laci?~” Jumaz wraps his arm around her shoulder, keeping a nice distance from her just in case she felt too uncomfortable. July was still hammering at his head, but he didn’t mind, he enjoyed remembering that moment with the bunny-girl... well... she was now known as his girlfriend now.

Laci let the cheetah get closer, blushing even more as she felt her legs shake with anxiety, she looked back at her lover, blushing as she remembered the simpler times back when they first met, the start of her regular life in New York... “I d-don’t mind... as long as it’s you...”

The dessert chef smiled even more, laying a nice little kiss on her head as he lingered close to her, their faces close together... yet Jumaz made no move on Laci... waiting... waiting for something...

If her face wasn’t already red, then it Cleary was now, the bunny waited in silence as she observed her boyfriend hover over her face, as time went by, it was more apparent that Jumaz wasn’t going to make a single move... until Laci mustered up the courage and kissed the cheetah. His lips were soft and moist from the chapstick he usually wore, a hint of strawberry entering her taste buds as the unexpected sweetness came into her mouth, most of the flavour stemming from Jumaz’s dessert taste testing.

Their two stayed connected for what seemed like forever, the cheetah taking his risks with his shy lover’s boundaries, biting on her lip as time continued on, the chef leaning closer to Laci as he pinned her against the window, their lips tingling with both excitement and the spiciness of their actions... and also the spicy ramen broth.

Laci was flustered, he head becoming numb with her mind focusing on Jumaz and Jumaz only, her eyes closed shut as she leaned against the chef as well, both of them pushing against each other in the tight booth. Laci’s mind care up with one thought out of the blue, something bold, something that could impress the cheetah... what if she slipped in her tongue?

The bunny took a moment, whilst still making out with her lover, to think, before her brain pounded at her to do the action... which she obeyed. Her head immediately radiates a warmth of embarrassment as she finally slips her tongue into the depths of Jumaz’s mouth. The chef quickly latches off Laci, covering his mouth with his hands. His partner was justifiably freaking out, did she do something wrong? Did she go too fast? But her nerves were soon reassured as she saw Jumaz’s grin.

Jumaz leans over the bunny, his sheepish grin penetrating her soul as he leans even more closely, whispering softly into her ears, “If you’re that eager... why don’t we get more... ‘intimate’... we have plenty of time here~” The bunny’s nerves soon shot back up again.

*KNOCK KNOCK!*

Both of them yelp in fear as soon as they hear the knocking on the window, a large black raven starring at them with a large grin... Wulff. The raven smacked a piece of paper on the window, with writing stating: ‘Its 12am, you guys didn’t come back to the apartment so I had to check on you two’.

The cheetah groans while the raven snickers, he eventually heads towards the back entrance, leaving the two alone, though out of time to do any ‘fun’. Jumaz sighs, lovingly stroking Laci’s hair back, “Sorry for that, we’ll continue this at the apartment hehe~” He winked once more, smiling at Laci.

The bunny-girl giggles, giving Jumaz one final kiss on the cheek before looking at him shyly, blushing, “I-I love you...”

The cheetah grins back at her, “I’ve always loved you~”

(I’m taking a small break from writing... by writing dhhdhdh. I just wanted to write some Jumaz and Wulff fluff honestly shhsdh. If I ever continue this, a little catgirl might be included...)

(Note that I didn’t wanna be stuck saying MC, so I replaced their name with Blue, my usual default playthrough name)

Jumaz bursts into the room, stuck in his cheetah form and his eyes fluttering grogginess from napping three times... before a sleepover party. His mouth is a slobbered mess, dried fur crisping up around his lips while a pretty nasty stream of drool flows down his mouth. “Blueeeeee! I’ve got a whole lotta loving and I need someone to take iiiiit!” He moans, stumbling carelessly through the room.

“You are definitely a mess Jumaz,” the raven was busy cooking up a feast for later, yet still noticed Jumaz’s disheveled demeanour. “Please take a shower before Blue sees you at your lowest, also please take care of your *ahem* lowest part as well.”

The cheetah yawns, patting himself in the stomach, “Well I would take care of it if Blue was here... where are they again?”

Wulff sighs, bringing over the platters of food over to the food heater he brought back from the restaurant, pushing the cart over to the main room, “Before you took your endless amount of naps, they told me Dragon Scientist needed to run some tests, they’ll be back before 10, it’s 8. Get a shower, you’re not going to woo anyone if you look like trash... implying you weren’t in the first place.”

Jumaz snickers at Wulff, blowing him a kiss before going back to the bathroom. The chef waits until the cheetah is gone, flopping onto the couch. He takes a moment to look around, seemingly ‘grabbing’ the kiss as soon as the coast is clear and smacking it into his beak.

Ten Minutes Later

A loud moan echoes through the hallway, a slight purring coming soon after, “Ah! I love a good hot shower.”

Jumaz -still in his cheetah form- waltzes back into the lounge room, wearing only some loosely fitted underwear and an oversized t-shirt from Wulff’s closet. His eyes sets on the bird laying on the couch, instinctively jumping onto Wulff and laying his butt on his sturdy chest, grinning sheepishly as he turns back to face the raven.

Heaving a loud caw, Wulff tried to readjust himself, trying to bear the Jumaz-weigh on his chest. “At least you showered,” he manages to breathe, flipping his roommate over to face him.

Jumaz leans forward into Wulff’s chest, resting his soft furry head onto the now shirtless-raven’s pecs, “Hmm, sweatpants and no shirt, looks like someone is dressing to impress~” His hands circle around his friend’s feathers, his fingers laying over Wulff’s nipple.

Quickly removing the feline’s hand off his chest, he places the much leaner man’s hand back onto his shoulder, bringing them much closer together, their faces edging forward, “No touchies. Anyways, these are very scandalous clothes your wearing... including my shirt.”

“Is it wrong to want to feel sexy sometimes?” Jumaz laughs, flicking the chef’s beak before lying back on his chest. He groans loudly, pulling himself closer to Wulff’s face, “Arghhhhh! I can’t wait 2 hours for Blue!”

“Well you’ve got me, which is either worse or better, and some food if you’re hungry, go ahead if you want some.”

The signature grin appears back on Jumaz’s snarky face, his face rising back up from the feathery chest that was Wulff, “What if I’m not hungry for something else? Maybe Im not hungry for food?”

Wulff keeps his poker face up, tilting his head in confusion, “What do you what then?”

“Maybe I’m in the mood for some... bird~”

Wulff gestures his head towards the food heater cart, “Well I made sweet and sour chicken.”

“I love it when you play hard to get~”

“That’s my style,” Wulff rolls his hand under Jumaz’s chin, slowly bringing him closer to his beak, “it gets people wild.”

Jumaz smiles even wider, his mouth purring with anticipation, “It’s working it’s wonders Wulffy~ We’ve got two hours, I have a perfect way to waste it.”

The raven wraps his free arm around the cheetah’s waist bringing his body closer to him, “Oh? And what do you have planned?”

Both men lean close into each other, both their mouths edging closer... and closer... and closer...

“FOR GODS SAKES GET A ROOM!” A pillow hits both of them in the face, Jumaz swiftly snaps his neck towards the perpetrator: a flustered quarter-Siamese cat on the opposite chair, also known as HyperLink.

“When did HL get here!?” Jumaz shouts at his partner’s face, shaking the shirtless avian.

“Oh yeah, she came here a few minutes ago, I forgot about that honestly.”

The feline sighs, getting off his friend’s chest and petting HyperLink, the young girl swiping away at Jumaz with her small claws. “Hey gal.”

The catgirl screeches at the flirty mess of a cat, though her tail says otherwise. “I-I’m gonna get some food!” She stammers off, furiously grabbing a plate and filling it with a glory of food.

Jumaz leans back onto the floor, smiling back at Wulff, whom simply shrugs at him. He gets back up from the floor approaching the avian and leaning above him.

Wulff sits back up, rubbing his head, “I’ll get the gaming console set up for HyperLink, can you-“ the soft lips of the cheetah lock onto his beak, a sweet cotton candy flavour bouncing around his mouth.

Jumaz latches off his partner, smiling even wider this time, “Like my new chapstick?”

Wulff reorganises himself, taking a solid minute to have his brain functioning, “Y-yeah. U-uh, just get the mattresses ready please.”

The feline nods, giddily setting off for his mission, leaving the dazed Wulff alone.

“Jeez... Blue better get here before Jumaz tires us out,” he mumbles.

HyperLink : Hello my feline friends! *purrs* It’s your best friend HL hosting today and we have something in store for our viewers! But first let’s get the viewer calls in! Our first caller goes by the username ‘J.M.Z’. Welcome to the 104.9FM radio!

J.M.Z: HyperLink, why are you on the radio?

HyperLink: JUMAZ!?

Jumaz: Are we using real names now? I thought we were going by pseudonyms :(

HyperLink: WHY THE HELL ARE YOU CALLING THIS RADIO SHOW!? HOW DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THIS RADIO SHOW!?

Jumaz: Hey! I actually like this radio channel, and based off this, I prefer the old host >:|

HyperLink: Im calling bullshit! What’s his name!?

Jumaz: Ris ‘Goldboy’ Bear?

HyperLink:...

Jumaz: Hello? This isn’t a good way to to be treating your guests hehe

HyperLink: ... WE’RE CUTTING TO COMMERCIAL BREAK!!!!

Jumaz: HL is a catgirl who likes being cuddled softly as she wraps her tail around you.

HyperLink: S T O P WHY ISNT THE COMMERCIAL CUT WORKING????

Jumaz: She also keeps sending me packages so she can pick it up from my apartment, I checked them once and they were definitely se-

HyperLink: WHY DONT YOU JUST SCREW BLUE OR SOMETHING!?

Jumaz: Oh, so I can have them all to myself?~

Thank you! And yes, I thoroughly enjoyed Jumaz’s giant cake, there’s still five layers of it in my fridge XD

Anyways, best birb Wulff does indeed molt, usually only a few rough patches at a time for about six months, like most ravens. Most of the feathers are usually molted from his wings, and occasionally some from random places in his body. There’s only about 20-30 feathers in the vital area where he needs to molt, so there isn’t much pin feathers in my perspective. As he does his jolting patch by patch and mainly on his wings that he doesn’t use much, there isn’t much noticeable difference on his outer body besides some ruffled up areas.

After some extensive research also known as googling the carnival and checking the Wikipedia page dishsjsndjs I finally have my answer!:

Jumaz would of course love the carnival! It’s a flashy parade and an even flashier flirt of a fella, they’re the perfect combination XD. Sometimes when Troy is nice, she’ll allow him to go on an all expenses trip to Rio for the carnival (as long as he brings the chef crew with him of course XD)

If Jumaz is lucky and his brother and sister decide to go to Brazil for the parade, he gets to dance in the samba parade, mainly he’s there for dancing and ‘shooting his shots *wink wink*’. Though, if the MC is there, he’ll mainly be dancing with or forcing them to dance hehe.

Considering both Wulff and Jumaz have been the most experienced in relationships and all that, they’re both really respectful of each other and the MC’s wishes. Wulff would be slightly disappointed but if they don’t want Jumaz, then he would respect their wishes and not have Jumaz join in, simples.

Jumaz, of course, would understand and respect their decision and just go off on his routine, flirting with the next young lad or gal he sees (Classic Jumaz). He’ll still flirt jokingly, but he knows the boundaries.