When not traveling around various worlds, sometimes I just let myself relax in my pocket-space of The Hollow Moon, glutting myself on food and drink while, perhaps before heading off to see someone and be a big doughy friend for them to sink into for a while~

Lycanthropy does have its perks~

"...Wolfram?...WOLFRAM!" My ears perk up as I hear the resonant timbre of a familiar voice in the distance. "...Jeez, am I slipping away already-" I then stop myself as I think further on the voice. It was much like that of a military officer barking orders the second time my name was called. Crisp and clear, also with a tinge of... British English?? That can't be right. There's only one person I can think of with a vocal profile like that, and it's... I turn around to face the general direction that I heard the voice from, and as I do I can hear the telltale grinding and crunching of dust and stone, along with the heavy thumping footfalls of literally the largest dog that I personally know- "You REALLY know how to make yourself scarce when you want to, eh? Almost thought I had lost your trail for a bit..." The familiar figure is Ronald J. Stone, though in this case he's just Ronnie. Aside from a ballistic vest styled like an old flak-jacket and and a handcannon in a drop leg holster, custom made to fit around his massive tree-trunk thigh, he's in his usual casual fit of cargo pants and a t-shirt, the sleeves of which are barely making it halfway down his biceps even though they're specially sized for him.

He's a real sweetheart though, be it when out of combat in a field tent during an expedition, or just in Toronto under the East NA Dome. Helps that he's got lovely, warm colours that are reminiscent of dark fudge and caramel, with blazing orange eyes to punctuate it all. He may be a beast of a rottweiler, but he's one with a really good heart powering it all. "...You FOLLOWED me out here?? The hell made you so bravely determined to come all the way out here of all damned places?" I'm of course still baffled that he's even here, expressing that in my tone. I'm struggling to deduce why he'd even do all this, despite how well I know him. He is really caring and protective of those who are important to him, to the point that he often assists Dwight with medical duties since he has either talent, mastery, or both, in the spirit schools best suited to medicine and medical treatment. But I've NEVER seen him go out of his way like this before... "A-ha, yes well, I suppose I WAS determined to find you indeed, eheheh~" He scratches the back of his head, grinning sheepishly as he looms over me. I'm so used to looking up to meet his gaze that I keep forgetting that my ears are barely higher than his chest, let alone his shoulders.

"But that is not the point. From the times that I have seen you around lately, and from what others have told me, your personal attendant included, you seem to be in low spirits these days. I thought maybe I would go out of my way to see if I could help with that, as while people USUALLY come to me, it is those who DON'T come to me despite evidently being in a state of discomfort or suffering of some kind that I worry about most. Seen too many good people slip away in silence and... Well I couldn't bear the thought of that happening with you." Oh my gods. While normally the fact that Trevor gave me up like that AGAIN on its own would piss me off greatly, I didn't even think about how my mood could have been so plain to see. Have I really been so quiet as to drive others to such dire concerns over me too? The intense eye contact and look on his face as he spoke breaks my heart. I have never seen him like this before, with such personal and heartfelt concern, even out in the field. Perhaps that makes sense though, since in situations of potentially active danger it helps to detach one's feelings a bit from the situation. But right now, this is full-attatchment to life and while I knew he's a gentle and loving guy at heart despite some of the absolute brutality he's capable of, I feel like if his emotions right now had literal heat to them, I would probably melt. He really is something else. An absolute gentleman, and a faithful companion.

After some thought, I decided to write this up as a sort of continuation. Partly for myself, but also for others as a reminder that no matter what we think, there is always at least one person who would feel our departure, and that not everything is melancholy and infinite sadness 🧵 (1/3)

“...True, I'll give you that. I may be quite strong, but there are others who have me beat there, and you are right that I may be quick for a guy my size, but I DAMN well know I'm not the fastest on the mat. I DON'T, however, need any words to prove that I am THE big dough-dog around here. Ain’t NO ONE got my bulk, my heft, my girth, OR my width in this region, and I have leveraged ALL of my sheer size and MASS to show the people who come here that they don’t gotta be the fastest OR the strongest when it comes to being one of the BEST. Like me, they just gotta figure out what they have over their competition and LEAN into it! Of course for me, heh, that's bein’ BIG, and tonight I will show EVERYONE once again, and especially YOU, why I AM The Wrangler, and how these hands and this BIG body are gonna rope you in, clamp on tight, then take you for a RIDE that's gonna make you wish I just wore you like my gitch instead~!”

Giving this a go to see how it does-

Finished writing a character doc. the other day, in the sense that I got all the core information down that I felt was needed-

Cooked up this blurb tho and, ngl I'm kinda proud of it 🔥

An artwork of a rather portly gray wolf in his 40s, turning to look at the viewer (or whomever was sleeping with him) while putting on his clothes. He has a large posterior, as well as his belly which appears to be growling. It appears to be morning, where the opened window shows a faint background of a city. His primary fur is a darker gray to show contrast in his patterning. The bed looks comfortable, and the curtains are simple. He says, while whispering, "Oh, heh, hi! Good morning. Want me to make us some breakfast?"

Stark in his 40s, waking up and greeting you with... a smile! Don't worry, he'll... hopefully be dressed up by the time he enters the kitchen 🍑

big fox boy

Since I still love this piece my bud @l0af.bsky.social did of the lion adopts he got for him and I, and it's World Lion Day apparently, figured why not re-share this again but in its own post just for this day~
#tideus #comms

Breathe in, breathe out.
Take it all in, pup 😮‍💨

So, after having written a lot of profile documents for my characters and one for a friend of mine, I've thought about it and decided that I'm open to doing commissions of them for folks that want that kinda thing-

smug fox showin hole

And the train is now out of service~
Wrapping this up with a capital-b BANGER, and badger also happens to start with a B~
POV: you're hanging out with Mitch when he's on a dirty-bulk~
#comms #mitch

And the train's moving~!
Back to the fan-favourite for a bit, with stuff of him enjoying himself, his size, and bein' a big guy in general~
#comms #etienne

Time for a crew-change~!
While Etienne might be THE lardass, he isn't always the only one because Koga is more than capable of matching him pound-for-pound and then some~
#comms #koga

And the train's at tonight's stop~
Speaking of Koga being able to keep up pound-for-pound with Etienne, he's also more than capable of quite LITERALLY being a lard-ass AND a wide-load~
#comms #koga

And the train's left the previous station~
Now when Etienne's alone in one of his private spaces, he loves to relax by just letting it all out and allowing his form to decompress and expand, feeling himself up in all of his big, blue, blubbery glory~
#comms #etienne

And the train is a-rolling~!
Etienne knows exactly why most people come to him and what they're looking for, so don't be surprised if he wastes no time with presenting himself and giving some kind of one-liner that's dripping with sultry tones~
#comms #etienne

A'ight, gettin' the train runnin' again-
While Etienne is VERY much all about bigness and being a lardass of varying proportions and sizes, that doesn't mean he isn't willing to be a "little" bit on the small side for some folks who want something more manageable~
#comms #etienne

Now to hit the breaks tonight~
Even after a day full of activity, Etienne's always ready and hungry for more, especially when he's got a lucky-someone to take home with him, and he knows how to unwind:
a good wheel of cheese, and a mug of something indulgent like molten chocolate~
#comms #etienne

Rolling right along the tracks~!
Keeping with the summer theme, and with next month being Pride month, I figured "no such thing as celebrating too early~!" and that is especially true with Etienne, both when it comes to fun and pleasure~
MLM BAYBEEE~
#comms #etienne

Full steam ahead~!
Sort of continuing with the summer vibes? Anyways, it may come as some surprise but Etienne is actually quite strong despite his size and bulk. But of course he knows what most want to see of him, and man does he ever know how to show off and tease those "gains"~
#comms #etienne

Starting up the train again~!
Since summer is not too far away, I thought I'd do another double-feature but with Oskar and Etienne this time in a beach-lounging scene~
So which of them would you approach~? Or perhaps which would you approach FIRST, knowing some people~
#comms #oskar #etienne

And last stop again-
Now, the one problem with chugging and boofing so much beer and booze is that sometimes Oskar's actually able to get drunk. When that happens, usually he wakes up at "sizes" and "shapes" that he doesn't quite recall sculpting himself into... Big dick included-
#comms #oskar

Time for the next station~!
If there is one certainty about Oskar, is that he can't resist a good challenge. Especially when that challenge is "who can chug n' boof the most booze", and you can bet that he's gonna have one keg in his mouth and the other up his butt right-quick~
#comms #oskar

Next stop on the train~!
Of course when Oskar is on a fresh cut, he knows EXACTLY what and how to show off his form and prowess, and of course those "assets" of his as well, with or without a skimpy jockstrap~

And the train is headed out once again~
Another double-feature, this time showcasing a favourite artist of mine, Oken Sye~💚
Oskar's a bartender by trade, so it was fitting to get something of him in uniform, and the stickers are great for showcasing his "versatility", heh~
#comms #oskar

And time to bring the train home to the station~
Sometimes, when he just can't seem to shake the "bigness" off of him and the world (or a certain tanuki) seem hell-bent on keeping him large, he just says "fuck it" and chugs kegs of beer, having fun with it because he can~
#comms #oskar

-or just how much of a "fountain" the tanuki can be either, alongside the "potency" of the "cream filling" he's gotten. Not only is he bloated like an overfilled condom, but looks like he's put on an extra 20lbs or so already...

Talk about a double-feature huh~?

#comms #oskar #koga

Train got to it's next station a little late 😅
...Probably because these two heavyweights couldn't stop rockin' and rollin' in one of the private rooms. Looks like Oskar didn't realize how "big" Koga really was-
#comms #oskar #koga

Time to start that train again, but this time it's painted green~!
While normally the buff-type with prominent paunch in the middle, sometimes he gets a bit "relaxed" with his form when he's too lazy to reform it. Only problem is his clothes aren't as malleable as he is-
#comms #oskar

Keeping on the "dadfram" train as it were, this comm here is just a "little" example of the lengths he'll go to bulk up at even the slightest remarks like "you call that ass big?", hence why he's showin' off his "chocolate cakes" that he just finished baking~
#comms #wolfram