imagine dirk strider taking care of tiny maplehoof. imagine him building her a little horse stall and a tiny paddock to run around in. imagine him coming across some delicious sugar- or plant- based snack, and even though his supply of such things is limited, he always saves some for her. imagine him sending sawtooth out to find grass seeds so he can grow a pasture for her. imagine him brushing her coat and styling her mane with anime spikes and shit, and trimming her hooves and forging little horseshoes for her. imagine him talking to her and petting her and thinking “this is what a living breathing warm-blooded creature feels like”. imagine him teaching her tricks and setting up tiny horse shows where she prances around and jumps over stuff and always gets the blue ribbon, because she is the best pony a guy could ask for.
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Unf unf these days are so hard to update tumblr, too much work, but sometimes I come back with something new!
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(psst the uncensored one…. pssst )
Equius and Dirk, no kink, they each just think the other’s super cute.
It was a mistake coming here; for all that you are lonely with Nepeta gone and for all that she has informed you that you require concupiscent companionship to remain balanced in your life, this place is not where you belong - the places you belong have far less alcohol and more computers, while just being here is making your palms sweat. You recede into the world of machines instead, checking your palmtop - only to blanch in surprise.
TT: Zahhak, is that you?
CT: D—> I
CT: D—> Cannot say
You look around until white catches your eye from across the room - a strange hair colour, still - and Dirk gives you a subtle salute, two fingers touching his temple. Your palmtop buzzes again.
TT: You look good.
CT: D—> Ah
CT: D—> Thank you
CT: D—> As do you
TT: Thanks, bro. I want to fuck you into the floor until you can’t move.
CT: D—> What