sortinghat_logs | The winds of change~~

WHO: Everyone!
TONE: Anything from fun to serious
RATING: PG-13+
WHEN: 20th - 23rd April
WHERE: All around the school
WHAT: Canon selves event! A seance gone awry has had its effect on the school, bringing about mental and physical changes to students and staff alike! Full details of the combinations of effects can be found here.
STATUS: Ongoing! Use whichever style you like.

[Spring brings change, but that change isn't always a good thing! Whether your character has changed entirely into their canon self, or only in part, please keep in mind that whatever they know/learn of their original canon during this event will be unable to be clearly recalled - disappearing with their past self - when the event is over. This is to avoid fourth-walling after the conclusion of the event.

Please also keep in mind that some people will not want to fourth-wall during the event! Make sure it's alright with the other player before you decide to do that. Above all, though, have fun!]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

-=he's not sure, he's really not sure. but it's going on in his pants so... he nods?=-

[Gamzee catches clawed fingers in the waistband of Tavros's shorts and pulls them down, sure his friend will be absolutely delighted to see a properly working bulge, all happy and getting it's wriggle on. Of course, he's underestimated his own ecstatic response to seeing the twisting, copper colored length and he leans in to lap his tongue up it happily, his own bulge straining to escape his pants, now.]

-=tavros just stares, having no idea what the hell to say or even feel about that. clearly he's dealing with more of a change than just horns and pointy teeth. if it wasn't for the fact that gamzee didn't seem to give any shits what so ever, he probably would be freaking out a lot more than he was.

gamzee's tongue just felt so good he couldn't even begin to form words. his bulge curls along his boyfriend's jaw and he gasps. holy shit he didn't expect to be able to move in extra ways=-

[Gamzee rolls his eyes to look up at the other troll, grinning, and nuzzles at the bulge before chasing it down with his tongue again.]

Damn, look how friendly this little bro be! All wanting to get up with me. I guess I should be doing this twisty motherfucker a favor and let him, huh?

[And he fastens his lips around the tip and sucks playfully.]

-=he still hasn't figured out where his words went, choking out a surprised cry. he reaches out and grabs gamzee's horn, squeezing without even thinking about it. there's an ache inside of him he's not used to having, making him feel almost empty. he whimper's gamzee's name, reaching out with one of his legs to try and tug him closer=-

[As soon as Tavros wraps his fingers around the indigoblood's horn, Gamzee lets out a low, resonant groan that seems to vibrate from deep in his chest. He ends up pressed against the smaller troll's legs, sucking enthusiastically on the brown bulge between his lips and wrapping his tongue around it while he practically humps on of Tavros's shins.]

Oh god..

-=if gamzee keeps that up, he's not going to last much longer. but he lets him keep at it for a few more selfish moments before he finally tugs up on that horn, wanting to draw him up into a kiss so he could try and pull open gamzee's pants too=-

[Gamzee rises to his feet, moaning happily at the horn tug, and then presses his body up against the smaller troll. There's not much to open on his pants - they have an elastic waist, so they can just be slipped down, but even before the brownblood can do that, he's rubbing up against Tavros's bulge with his own, writhing behind the polka-dot cloth.]

-=tavros groans, especially since he didn't even need the braces to get closer, his bulge was doing it all on it's own. he leans up to bite at his boyfriend's jaw, feeling more agression than normal as he still tries to tug down on gamzee's pants, claws scraping accidentally at gamzee's skin as he did so. god these prehensile things are really handy=-

[The taller troll lets out a rumbling, delighted growl when Tavros's teeth scrape his skin, and another at the claws - he knew the little brownblood could be aggressive with the right inspiration! And how motherfucking cool is it that that inspiration is apparently his own tastyfine self?]

Damn, Tavros, [he gasps] if I'd been knowing you wanted to-oooohhh ...

[And words are pretty much beyond his grasp, as Tavros finally gets his pants down, letting the big bulge leaking indigo escape and twine with the smaller troll's. His eyes roll back in his head a little, and he lets out the most wanton, delirious groan he's probably ever produced.]

-=well he didn't think gamzee's dick could get any more intimidating but there it is. it didn't fighten him though, not anymore. he trusts gamzee, and gamzee is gamzee even if he had horns and a python in his pants=-

Always d- aah...

-=always do. which isn't even an exaggeration by any means. introduce a teenager to sex and it's like opening the floodgates to needy hormonal tidal waves. twining together makes him shudder, and he tries to hook a leg up over gamzee's hip. the braces make it hard and awkward, but he just wants to get closer somehow=-

[Of course, Gamzee interprets the unfinished phrase as, "Always did," which makes him feel both a bit stupid for not pressing his suit harder, and deliriously happy that Tavros has been feeling the same as him. He grabs the brownblood's leg, drawing it up to hook over his hip and grinds his pelvis forward.

His much longer bulge snakes around Tavros's even tighter, then tip probing between his legs for the warm, pulsing nook he knows is there.]

The winds of change~~

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I thought he didn't have the braces any more, because working ghost troll legs?