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I really, really enjoyed this! I loved the hero of truth being dedicated to the scientific method, the fun little explorations of the ramifactions of the premise, like the legality of the champion status and suchlike, and the general absurdity of the premise. I also really loved the stretch...

This was truly a great read. Not at all derivative of any other scyther-themed highschool dramas. Truly a sophisticated work of art. Off to an incredible fucking start with the perfect lexical register for this epic romance I sputtered at this a bit because I love the concept of this scyther...

This was such a fantastic chapter. Truly. Amazing. I can't believe Lauchs would do that, I'm shaking Yes yes not only can duck men smile, but they have teeth too haven't you seen Chicken Run I became manlier just reading about this embrace Genuinely distressed thinking about all the...

Well, this was a fantastically entertaining read. Thank you. Hope this makes it into the actual chapter. It's very good, and also a mood. YES!! This is just what I've always wanted to see out of this fic. Enemies to lovers, battling with their tongues! Perfect Every word of this hits so...

I swear to god this is basically like reading classic circa-2006 morph fiction except good and also hilarious. Thank you for this. I laughed hard at this fucking line. I imagine it with a perfect deadpan. Wonderful lampshading. And of course, Dave was very evasive. He would be, if his science...

good fic pls update :veelove:

Hello, everyone! First off, thanks to Kint for running the event. You did a great job, and are evidently an absolute machine and a credit to the community. Now, I have some words to share in the postmortem efforts. Originally I wanted to respond to everything in that way I have of taking...

Dogge. PLS DRAW MY POKESONA

Jesse stiffened up, and turned his face away, but he didn't muster an objection. Duty over comfort, that was the mantra. But right now the group's morale was the most important thing to maintain, in the face of spiritual peril from experiments in spacetime. So he let them be near him, bodily, if...

Jesse bit his cheek sharply, but didn't stand or pull away. He reached out a paw and gave Gen a pat on the head. "Don't you worry about me, son. I'm just fine." He hadn't been fine in nearly a decade, but who was counting?

Jesse sighed. "You're the only one t'think so," he muttered to himself. "And sore mistaken."

The cuddle was unexpected, unasked-for, but not unwelcome. It had... been a while. Gods, it had been a while. "If he was even murdered, maybe? Wait, nah, if there's a livin' murderer in our group, how 'bout that?"

Jesse snapped his fingers. "Fuckin' great idea, Lee. Have ya got a charge of yer power left fer the day? Try it now, if y'can!"

This... was nice. Jesse closed his eyes, leaned back, and gave a long, rattling sigh of satisfaction. He'd hardly taken a breath all week, and it wasn't even unusual for him. It was about time he had some enjoyable company, and... this was that. For once. Even without his proper telepathy to...

Jesse maintained an expression of dry bemusement as Lee did his best to pet him via his ears of all things, as a deity rubbed lotion into a fucking zangoose kid, and... and Rally did whatever the fuck Rally was doing. "Y'know what, I think I've been tense fer nigh on thirty years. Would ya give...

Dusk: "That bitch Veracity has it out for me. Sriracha might be a prick but if he says something at least I know he means it." Jesse: "Any human could be... dangerous. Best not to tell 'em anythin' until they've proven they can be trusted." Q: Have you ever been betrayed? How did it happen?

Jesse allowed his mind to drift a little as he scratched at Lee's chin and cheek fur. The wolf let on what he wanted so easily, it was effortless to make him happy. That made... a nice goddamn change from Jesse's usual social interactions. And all without proper mindreading. What a strange and...

"Sure thing, Lee." Jesse obliged his friend with a particularly deft ear-scratching. He'd gotten pretty good at this over the years, if he did think so himself. He'd win this extremely weird but mercifully wholesome game easily, no doubt.

Jesse smirked, and pulled the barely-mortal lycanroc into a hug from behind, settling them both into the couch. "Never mind the scorin' system," he drawled. "Why don'tcha tell me what ya like, partner?" Jesse moved his paws to Lee's shoulders and put them to work.

Well, that was alright, then. Clothes on, at least. Delphox fur or not, he just didn't feel like a person without some coverings. Jesse approached Lee with his dry grin returning somewhat. "How about it, partner?" he drawled, offering a paw to walk Lee over to the couch.