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(original) Cercle ficlet thing
So almost no one's going to fully appreciate what's going on, because the main story is in french and I only told what happens to very few people. It's a present for
joisbishmyoga, though, and she can't read french.
Reiyel: Black-haired, smirky, smug, annoying sexy omnisexual pervert. (usually a dark angel. but not today. don't ask.) Currently wants to bone Askerian.
Askerian: Palomino, curly-haired, energetic, grumpy and mildly homophobic telepathic, shapeshifting unicorn. Doesn't want to be boned. Doesn't even want to do the boning. Is STRAIGHT, thank you very much.
/Come on, it's not so difficult. Back left, front right, back right, front left./
The black unicorn made a frustrated sound that only vaguely resembled a whinny. The palomino snorted, ambled closer, circling the other stallion, and nudged his back leg. /This one first. You always start from the back./
The black unicorn moved his back leg slowly, shifting his weight awkwardly. Then he gave the golden one a look that clearly said, now what?
The palomino unicorn snorted again, nudged him forward. /Think in diagonals./
Obligingly, the black unicorn moved his corresponding front leg. Then, pulled forward by his momentum, moved his other back leg. Seeing him hesitating, the palomino shoved his rump forward with his shoulder.
The black unicorn managed almost seven stumbling steps before he started mixing up his legs again, and lifted falsely apologetic ice-blue eyes on his companion.
/Goddamn it, how can you be so useless?/ the palomino grumped, shaking his curly mane in annoyance, and nosed the correct leg again. /Here, this one. And then you -- Reiyel... Reiyel, you son of a diseased bitch.../
The black unicorn blinked at him innocently over his shoulder.
/Tell me it's not just an excuse to have me nuzzle your hindquarters./
/Tell you? How? I haven't even figured out how that telepathy stuff works yet,/ the black unicorn replied innocently, and whinnied a laugh as Askerian's teeth dug into his rump. /Ohhh yeah, hurt me good.../
Askerian flinched away, ears flattened back on his neck, and was glad that unicorns didn't blush. /I hate you so much./
/Yeah, I love you too, baby-foal./
The black unicorn took off trotting awkwardly, laughing as he tried to dodge the other stallion's horn.
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/What the hell are you doing?/
Reiyel was standing in the river up to his knees, unmoving, head low. He wasn't drinking, though. His smooth black hair hung like a curtain, the ends floating in the water. His coat was speckled with droplets. The effect would have been more artistic if Askerian hadn't, just a moment ago, seen him flail desperately as the edge of the riverbank broke under his weight, to end up sitting on his rump in cold water.
/Nothing.../ the black unicorn replied, unmoving.
/Did you twist your leg?/ Askerian asked, suspicious. /Because that would be so dumb I don't even have words for it. Can't you remember that you're weighting only about two hundred pounds under a ton right now?/
/It's hard to remember when I can barely feel them,/ Reiyel replied, pale eyes gleaming with amusement as he curved his neck elegantly, making muscles bulge and stand out under the smooth black coat. /But no. I meant to do that. ... well, almost./
/You meant to look like an uncoordinated moron? Because that was the funniest thing I've seen all month./
Reiyel snorted, delicate nostrils flaring in amused disdain. /You weren't laughing right now. Were you worried?/
Askerian stomped his front hoof on the grass and looked away, pretending to ignore the other stallion. /... worried I'd have to carry your lame ass around, yeah./
Reiyel didn't have the hang of mental laughter yet, but his eyes were shining with so much mirth that he really didn't need to transmit it.
/Oh, shut the fuck up./
/I didn't say anything./
/You thought too loudly, then,/ Askerian replied sulkily. /So? Get out of here already, or do I need to get in the water to push your fat ass up?/
/Not yet.../ the black unicorn replied as he tilted his head to the right, then to the left.
Askerian waited a few moments, trying to pretend that he didn't care, then stomped again, annoyed at being ignored. /What the hell are you doing?/
/Mmmh... Well. I haven't had an occasion to see myself yet.../
/...Oh./ The palomino sighed. That was, he supposed, a worthwhile reason. Which meant he had to stay here and wait until Reiyel decided to get out, just in case he wasn't able to climb out on his own. /... You still look like you... Just -- just translated from humanoid to unicorn, I guess./
/Oh, I know that my rump is just every bit as enticing as my ass was, but I'm definitely not humanoid anymore./ Reiyel arched his neck a bit more, eyeing himself in the reflection of the water. /It's... a bit unusual./
By which he meant strange, maybe even unsettling. Reiyel and his habit to understate every negative thing he felt... 'che. Askerian sighed again. /... I suppose it must be weird,/ he conceded, almost politely.
/...Weird? Oh no. This is damn cool./ Reiyel whinnied happily. /Seriously, am I HUNG, or what?/
Askerian made a weird groaning sound that had very little to do with what unicorn throats were supposed to produce. /... Get the fuck out of here before I kill you./
Reiyel: Black-haired, smirky, smug, annoying sexy omnisexual pervert. (usually a dark angel. but not today. don't ask.) Currently wants to bone Askerian.
Askerian: Palomino, curly-haired, energetic, grumpy and mildly homophobic telepathic, shapeshifting unicorn. Doesn't want to be boned. Doesn't even want to do the boning. Is STRAIGHT, thank you very much.
/Come on, it's not so difficult. Back left, front right, back right, front left./
The black unicorn made a frustrated sound that only vaguely resembled a whinny. The palomino snorted, ambled closer, circling the other stallion, and nudged his back leg. /This one first. You always start from the back./
The black unicorn moved his back leg slowly, shifting his weight awkwardly. Then he gave the golden one a look that clearly said, now what?
The palomino unicorn snorted again, nudged him forward. /Think in diagonals./
Obligingly, the black unicorn moved his corresponding front leg. Then, pulled forward by his momentum, moved his other back leg. Seeing him hesitating, the palomino shoved his rump forward with his shoulder.
The black unicorn managed almost seven stumbling steps before he started mixing up his legs again, and lifted falsely apologetic ice-blue eyes on his companion.
/Goddamn it, how can you be so useless?/ the palomino grumped, shaking his curly mane in annoyance, and nosed the correct leg again. /Here, this one. And then you -- Reiyel... Reiyel, you son of a diseased bitch.../
The black unicorn blinked at him innocently over his shoulder.
/Tell me it's not just an excuse to have me nuzzle your hindquarters./
/Tell you? How? I haven't even figured out how that telepathy stuff works yet,/ the black unicorn replied innocently, and whinnied a laugh as Askerian's teeth dug into his rump. /Ohhh yeah, hurt me good.../
Askerian flinched away, ears flattened back on his neck, and was glad that unicorns didn't blush. /I hate you so much./
/Yeah, I love you too, baby-foal./
The black unicorn took off trotting awkwardly, laughing as he tried to dodge the other stallion's horn.
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/What the hell are you doing?/
Reiyel was standing in the river up to his knees, unmoving, head low. He wasn't drinking, though. His smooth black hair hung like a curtain, the ends floating in the water. His coat was speckled with droplets. The effect would have been more artistic if Askerian hadn't, just a moment ago, seen him flail desperately as the edge of the riverbank broke under his weight, to end up sitting on his rump in cold water.
/Nothing.../ the black unicorn replied, unmoving.
/Did you twist your leg?/ Askerian asked, suspicious. /Because that would be so dumb I don't even have words for it. Can't you remember that you're weighting only about two hundred pounds under a ton right now?/
/It's hard to remember when I can barely feel them,/ Reiyel replied, pale eyes gleaming with amusement as he curved his neck elegantly, making muscles bulge and stand out under the smooth black coat. /But no. I meant to do that. ... well, almost./
/You meant to look like an uncoordinated moron? Because that was the funniest thing I've seen all month./
Reiyel snorted, delicate nostrils flaring in amused disdain. /You weren't laughing right now. Were you worried?/
Askerian stomped his front hoof on the grass and looked away, pretending to ignore the other stallion. /... worried I'd have to carry your lame ass around, yeah./
Reiyel didn't have the hang of mental laughter yet, but his eyes were shining with so much mirth that he really didn't need to transmit it.
/Oh, shut the fuck up./
/I didn't say anything./
/You thought too loudly, then,/ Askerian replied sulkily. /So? Get out of here already, or do I need to get in the water to push your fat ass up?/
/Not yet.../ the black unicorn replied as he tilted his head to the right, then to the left.
Askerian waited a few moments, trying to pretend that he didn't care, then stomped again, annoyed at being ignored. /What the hell are you doing?/
/Mmmh... Well. I haven't had an occasion to see myself yet.../
/...Oh./ The palomino sighed. That was, he supposed, a worthwhile reason. Which meant he had to stay here and wait until Reiyel decided to get out, just in case he wasn't able to climb out on his own. /... You still look like you... Just -- just translated from humanoid to unicorn, I guess./
/Oh, I know that my rump is just every bit as enticing as my ass was, but I'm definitely not humanoid anymore./ Reiyel arched his neck a bit more, eyeing himself in the reflection of the water. /It's... a bit unusual./
By which he meant strange, maybe even unsettling. Reiyel and his habit to understate every negative thing he felt... 'che. Askerian sighed again. /... I suppose it must be weird,/ he conceded, almost politely.
/...Weird? Oh no. This is damn cool./ Reiyel whinnied happily. /Seriously, am I HUNG, or what?/
Askerian made a weird groaning sound that had very little to do with what unicorn throats were supposed to produce. /... Get the fuck out of here before I kill you./

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do you have any other images you've done of this character set? i mean, that are new. *purr*
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Awno, no new ones. I really should. ._.;;;
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BTW, thought you might wanna know -annoyed to be ignored <~~~this sounds a mite weird, might wanna change it to something like -annoyed at being ignored :)
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eep! *editedit*
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Pony innuendo ... je crois bien que c'est la première fois que je lis ce genre de chose !
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Telepathy also=yay, but I won't get into a list 'cause I'd end up making a very long list. .__.;
Unicorns make me happy, especially when they can crack crude innuedo. :D
Was this what you were writing last night? You go girl. *hug
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though were unicorn is a bit. well. redundant. XD
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/...Weird? Oh no. This is damn cool./ Reiyel whinnied happily. /Seriously, am I HUNG, or what?/
Askerian made a weird groaning sound that had very little to do with what unicorn throats were supposed to produce. /... Get the fuck out of here before I kill you./
XD...could so picture that...
*hopes to see more from this universe* ^_____~
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