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fryingpanwrites.bsky.social
"Have you ever done sensory play with Riot when he's high? Sorry, didn't catch who asked but no. I have no judgements for those who participate in inebriated sceneplay or sex, but for me it's a hard-no. If we drink or smoke then we will not have sex or play."
August 14, 2026 at 3:04 PM
jokewitch.bsky.social
now that im Thinking in it this is rather revealing about the role of the psychological factor for me in kink//sceneplay
May 21, 2026 at 5:48 PM
sablesoulblake.bsky.social
A teaser of sketches I've made based on the scenes I've rewritten~

We're hitting proper 'What-If' territory as both a semi-serious rewrite and, for fun, we make Fox critically look at their lot in life and want a few changes~

...such as being trans :3
#furryartwork
An early scene, when Fox finds the Staff~ --But more than finding the queen, what drew Fox's attention most readily was a staff embedded in the dirt some ways away, in a small crater among a field of flowers. At least, it looked like a staff of some kind. The mercenary hadn't seen such an archaic thing before; Cornerians fought with plasma weaponry primarily, with martial arts almost tertiary. Puzzled, he drew closer to it. The shaft appeared to be metal, with joints that telescoped inward to the center. A sapphire was embedded in the point that reached to the sky, two ridges symmetrically laid on either side of the gem's resting place. At a glance, it seemed to be some type of ceremonial piece, almost. Fox took a look around; the denizens of Sauria couldn't possibly hold something like this, right? They lacked thumbs, certainly lacked the ingenuity to manufacture this. He figured he'd take it with him… worst case, it might sell for at least a few meals. But as his fingers went around the shaft, a jolt traveled up his arms and through his core. His mind felt hollowed, as if some force was absorbing his thoughts. His head ached as he tried to let go of the staff, found that his fingers disobeyed what his mind wanted him to do. Then a wisp of azure gathered from the gem at the tip of the staff, meandered about his head. A figure slowly formed from the flame, though its details were wholly incoherent. He could guess they were female, confirm it as they spoke. The words themselves, however, were in a language he couldn't understand.-- A scene after the jet sled race; we logic this as Fox trying to put a shape to the voice contacting him, that being Krystal~ --Fox gasped, coughed as he struggled to push himself up. Water pulled his frame downward, dripped from him, leaked from his open mouth. Yet he felt oddly warm, despite the snow around him. He turned over to look at the pool of water he'd crashed into, emerald-yellow fluid burbling up from a crevice below. A mineral spring of some type? His hips below the surface, he dredged himself fully from the water, dull pain rippling through his frame. Most of it concentrated at his head, and as he wiped spring water from his face, he could've sworn he could see a figure. It bore his face, his clothes, his body, but when it spoke its words sounded distinctly different… female. “Can you hear me?” She asked. “Staff-Bearer, can you hear me?” Fox nodded slowly, unsure as to what he was seeing. He blinked, and the figure changed slightly, bore a tinge of blue at parts of their fur. The spike of hair on their head had lengthened slightly, eyelashes grown out a slight bit more. The figure wasn't quite a match to Fox's own anymore. “Good… I was worried for a bit. You did take quite a fall. I never figured my staff would be recovered by someone… a bit of empty hope, given the, ahh, predicament I'm in. Seems my staff has grown accustomed to you.” “Who… are you?” Fox uttered slowly, blinked again. The figure was an incomplete mimic of himself, alighted on the surface of the water with legs it hadn't had previously. The not-Fox's figure had thinned slightly, and as it strode his way he noticed a different sway in their gait than his normal one. “It's difficult to explain… to be honest, I'm not sure you'd believe me, but you bear my staff so I suppose… I suppose I have to trust you now. Find me in Krazoa Palace, I can explain things better there.”-- Sceneplay for how we chose to calibrate Fox towards transition. Krazoa Spirits react with Life Energy, so why not do more with that? --“That work for you, Spirit?” He called. “Yes, I believe that will. You have passed my Trial of Conflict and may escort me within you to the Krazoa Palace.” The tendrils on Fox's head released, and the Spirit fluttered towards the far end of the room. There was an ornate mirror there that rippled with a strange energy. The Spirit passed through for a moment, resurfaced cloaked in a purple aura. “Small question,” Fox noted, “you said something before like ‘you may bear a permanent mark from the interaction’. What sort of interaction is–?” Without warning, the Spirit launched itself toward Fox, the force thrust him back a long distance. A tingling rippled through his body, as if he'd been rigged to a car battery or something. The sensation hurt, yet it also felt… comforting, somehow. He opened eyes he hadn't realized had shut as his feet alighted on the floor once more. The Spirit, apparently, had entered his body, bound itself to his tissues. His senses felt… off. He hesitated to say ‘expanded’, though it did feel as if he could perceive more than usual. His ears detected micronoises he normally didn't pay attention to, his nose found different scents about him, and his eyes found more detail in his fingers, as he drew them closer. There were more details besides that he noticed as well, ones that drew him towards the mirror, no longer rippling with energy, in the back. Had… had his chest grown more defined than before? And, looking closer at his figure, his shoulders had narrowed a touch. His hips had grown a touch wider. For the most part, one would likely still see Fox as male, though he himself saw his overall appearance had grown more… feminine. “Entropy, huh?” Fox mumbled, paused as he noticed his voice had also changed ever so slightly.-- The Obligatory scene where Fox meets Krystal. We're modifying the forced sexual tension to work with the transition subplot and be less... creepy? --Following the Spirit's directions carefully, Fox rose to the top of the Palace via one last fan, walked up to what the Spirit called the ‘Laplace’. It appeared to be a large metal structure, a many-tined ring at its center to receive the planet's Life Energy, with several prismatic structures revolving about it to, Fox guessed, redirect it elsewhere. Slowly revolving with them was a lone Krazoa spirit that occasionally drifted to one of the side spires to direct energy through the tower. But what caught Fox's attention fastest was the crystal at the center… or more accurately, the creature trapped within it. A fox-like entity(was she Cornerian like he was?) had drifted to the lower end of the crystal, her eyes shut. She seemed to be breathing, albeit barely… her chest struggled to move, and he found himself staring there for longer than he'd expected. In his free time he'd looked at gravure magazines on Corneria, usually when they were in between jobs. Falco typically pinched enough of their spare money for a side trip of some type he would never go into detail about so he could never buy one. This lady, whoever she was, far exceeded the models, made him glad he never bought any of those magazines. Part of it was her figure, the typical hourglass shape that many Cornerian women would kill to have. Part was her clothing, a short loincloth and a bralette evoking a tribal angle, framing her endowed proportions and naturally guiding one's eye there. Part was the jewelry she wore, the circlet and necklace and choker combined with the pauldrons and electrum bracelets. In a word, attractive; in five more, he felt envious of her. It took a few moments for him to register that thought, reify it into a single breathy word: “Beautiful.”--
July 12, 2026 at 5:36 PM
mistervex.bsky.social
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January 20, 2026 at 9:32 PM