TASRP • NSFW • MDNI
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" 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙪𝙥 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪. "
What do you mean? "
While Grumps struggles socially, Tsathoggua is a deity above communication and flirting.
If he wants some divine /cake/ Grumps just needs to ask.
" Ah... Uh... Alright, we can walk. "
He needed something to calm down, so he finished his coffee, took the last bite of cake, and cleared his throat. Hadn't Tastho heard what he had just said? At least he was relieved; he wouldn't say something stupid like that again. >
I was already at your house. "
. . .
Well, he isn't incorrect
" Want me to walk you back? "
He asked as he would focus on the food.
If Grumps isn't going to make eye contact then they can focus on the cake in front of them.
What do you mean? "
While Grumps struggles socially, Tsathoggua is a deity above communication and flirting.
If he wants some divine /cake/ Grumps just needs to ask.
" Ah... Uh... Alright, we can walk. "
I was already at your house. "
. . .
Well, he isn't incorrect
" Want me to walk you back? "
He asked as he would focus on the food.
If Grumps isn't going to make eye contact then they can focus on the cake in front of them.
He watched Tsatho's spoon brush against his, as if they were about to take the same piece of cake. He didn't know how to face this man. He felt like a child about to hand his bad grades to his father. >
You know? "
He'd share the cake with him.
I was already at your house. "
. . .
Well, he isn't incorrect
" Want me to walk you back? "
He asked as he would focus on the food.
If Grumps isn't going to make eye contact then they can focus on the cake in front of them.
So, the hound wants to get out of the dog house?
Maybe bring someone back?
You don't need to uh...
Lure me in with cake.
Although, this is nice. "
He let out an extra big yawn.
" I respond well to direct communication.
Tell me what you want or need and I'll
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He took bite after bite of his cake. There was no rush or need to leave. >
He smiled.
Swallowing before speaking.
" Very good.
Tell me, why is it you invited me out.
What is your /goal/? "
Might as well come right out and ask.
So, the hound wants to get out of the dog house?
Maybe bring someone back?
You don't need to uh...
Lure me in with cake.
Although, this is nice. "
He let out an extra big yawn.
" I respond well to direct communication.
Tell me what you want or need and I'll
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He leaned down and sniffed it before using his fork to parce off a piece.
Lifting it to his mouth and taking a drawn out bite.
His lips closing around it and tasting it in its entirety.
Taking in the flavors
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With a faint smile, the Mabosstiff closed the door and together they headed for the café.
Inside, they chose the most secluded and quiet table in the place: Grumps placed the order and, when it arrived, asked for an extra piece of cake for Tsathoggua. >
He'd say with a few neutral blinks.
He leaned down and sniffed it before using his fork to parce off a piece.
Lifting it to his mouth and taking a drawn out bite.
His lips closing around it and tasting it in its entirety.
Taking in the flavors
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He'd say with a few neutral blinks.
Then the mastiff noticed and checking his phone saw that the address he sent was his home, not the cafeteria.
"Damn this junk!"
He returned with Tsatho somewhat embarrassed.
"Sorry, I don’t understand this device and have sent you my location by mistake....." >
He pulled out his phone and opened it, showing the address.
" Welp... Unless cafe was a euphemism, then we're at the wrong place. "
He'd say with a few neutral blinks.
He pulled out his phone and opened it, showing the address.
" Welp... Unless cafe was a euphemism, then we're at the wrong place. "
With plaid pants, a light blue shirt, and a darker tie, he was all set. All that was left was his gray diamond-patterned cardigan and his brown shoes. >
Texting, a good 15-20 minutes before the agreed time:
📱: Here.
He pulled out his phone and opened it, showing the address.
" Welp... Unless cafe was a euphemism, then we're at the wrong place. "
He'd text simply before looking at the address and showing it to his psychic cyclops goo boys.
They would then work to configure the jar to appear near the address.
" Might as well get in early... Get a seat... "
He'd say to himself as he got dressed.
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He'd text simply before looking at the address and showing it to his psychic cyclops goo boys.
They would then work to configure the jar to appear near the address.
" Might as well get in early... Get a seat... "
He'd say to himself as he got dressed.
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🖼️- picture received
📱- also here is a picture of me since you took a picture of you initially.
📱- only fair after all.
🖼️- picture received
📱- also here is a picture of me since you took a picture of you initially.
📱- only fair after all.
" Looks good. "
He'd say as he texted Grumps' number a
📱- hey this is Tsathoggua
Now they both have each other's numbers.
" There.
Let me know when you want to go out. "
As if by reflex, he straightened his whiskers. He wanted to look handsome in front of that man.
"I-I hope look good; today I haven’t foamed my whiskers..."
He pulled out his phone and opened it. Prompted up a new contact screen before handing it to Grumps.
" Could you take a picture of your face for the photo as well? "
" Looks good. "
He'd say as he texted Grumps' number a
📱- hey this is Tsathoggua
Now they both have each other's numbers.
" There.
Let me know when you want to go out. "
He pulled out his phone and opened it. Prompted up a new contact screen before handing it to Grumps.
" Could you take a picture of your face for the photo as well? "
It would be curious to imagine that scene.
"Tsatho, right? I have an appointment with the doctor but I'd like to talk to you again... if you want. You want me to give you my number and we’ll have another coffee?"
His tone shifted a bit to one with a bit of suggestivity
He pulled out his phone and opened it. Prompted up a new contact screen before handing it to Grumps.
" Could you take a picture of your face for the photo as well? "
His tone shifted a bit to one with a bit of suggestivity
"He taught history. At the beginning of my career I was in Literature but seeing how these brats were sleeping with my classes, I had fun hitting them on the head with the book so I went to History." >
He'd say as he sighed, setting his chin on top of his own hand, the hand held up by the elbow on the table.
" What subject did you teach? "
His tone shifted a bit to one with a bit of suggestivity
He'd say as he sighed, setting his chin on top of his own hand, the hand held up by the elbow on the table.
" What subject did you teach? "
He sighed wistfully.
“I guess I've grown fond of those brats and can't forget them so easily.” >
He'd chuckle.
" So...you're like ... an educator?
Coooool, how's that going for you? "
He'd say as he sighed, setting his chin on top of his own hand, the hand held up by the elbow on the table.
" What subject did you teach? "
He'd chuckle.
" So...you're like ... an educator?
Coooool, how's that going for you? "
He laughed again. He seemed to feel very comfortable with Tsathoggua.
“It's been a long time since I've had a chat with someone other than a kid or a neighbor.” >
Keep it coming and I'll be more than forgiving. "
He'd say in a flat tone, taking a bite of the cake.
He'd chuckle.
" So...you're like ... an educator?
Coooool, how's that going for you? "
Keep it coming and I'll be more than forgiving. "
He'd say in a flat tone, taking a bite of the cake.
He didn't quite know how to make amends, so he offered him a cake to go with his coffee.
“It's one of my favorite cakes. Consider it an apology for my stupidity.”
But anyways, it was a name given to me by N'kai"
Keep it coming and I'll be more than forgiving. "
He'd say in a flat tone, taking a bite of the cake.
But anyways, it was a name given to me by N'kai"
The mastiff let out a quiet laugh as he accompanied Tsathoggua on his coffee.
“And yours? It sounds... oriental.”
But you can call me Tsatho if it makes it easier.
Nice to meet you Grumps.
...for a guy named Grumps, you are very nice. "
But anyways, it was a name given to me by N'kai"
Deep huffs, moans, and groans could be heard from his room.
Deep huffs, moans, and groans could be heard from his room.
But you can call me Tsatho if it makes it easier.
Nice to meet you Grumps.
...for a guy named Grumps, you are very nice. "
The mastiff complained a lot about insomnia.
“What's your name? Mine is Grumps.”
He offered his hand.
Good sleep. "
He'd accept the coffee and take a slow and steady sip.
" Mmmhm... "
But you can call me Tsatho if it makes it easier.
Nice to meet you Grumps.
...for a guy named Grumps, you are very nice. "
Good sleep. "
He'd accept the coffee and take a slow and steady sip.
" Mmmhm... "
“Bad night?”
Good sleep. "
He'd accept the coffee and take a slow and steady sip.
" Mmmhm... "
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𝐿𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝒩𝑒𝓍𝑒𝓃
↳ Lazy Police Wolf
↳ Switch (Top Lean)
↳ Smooth Talker
↳ Rough
↳ Rough
Howard B. Phelps (PhD)
Switch | Selective | Sensual
Easygoing | Pansexual | Pervert~
Friendly Writer | Open DMs | Usually Busy
[ Kinky , Naughty , Showoff ]
❤️ ➕ 🔄 and he might come visit...pantsless
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Howard B. Phelps (PhD)
Switch | Selective | Sensual
Easygoing | Pansexual | Pervert~
Friendly Writer | Open DMs | Usually Busy
[ Kinky , Naughty , Showoff ]
❤️ ➕ 🔄 and he might come visit...pantsless
Art by Phosbara on Twitter