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The Witch’s Mark

The dark blue collar floated in the witch’s study, like a leaf blown by the whims of the wind. Jack watched the rhythmic swing for a few seconds, mesmerized by the sinuous elegance of that movement until it froze in mid-air and a silver spark lit up on the deep color of the fabric.

“What’s going on?” As soon as the question left his lips, he became aware of his condition again, and a touch of distress colored his next inquiry as he shifted his gaze to the witch: “Are you planning to cast some other spell upon me? Wasn’t turning a hare into a bat enough to amuse you, Sorcerer?”

The sparkle started to take shape. One tip stretched upward, another did the same, downward; and then, they both bent to the right as if to form a circle, but did not rejoin.

Finally, its energy dissipated and the motion ceased; at the end of the process, what remained was the round shape of a crescent moon hanging shiny and proudly on the collar.

At that point, the candid vixen finally laid her eyes on Jack, bestowing an amused grin upon him. “To subdue a little pest like you,” she began, amber blazing fiercely through her irises, “a more powerful constraint is required.” Her fingers snapped, and the collar disappeared… only to reappear a moment later around the knobby length of his neck. “This will domesticate you, Jack.”

The moment the witch pronounced his name, an invisible force began to pull the bat towards her. When Jack tried to fly away, the pressure on his throat became so heavy it stole his breath away. “L… let me go!” The little beast gasped as short and thin paws tried to alleviate the pain the noxious circle was causing him.

“Not a chance~!” she giggled, holding her arms out. “Come here, my new familiar. You are all mine now.”

Words dipped in magic crept into his heart’s cracks. They were like syrup, thick and dense and sweet beyond measure, dripping through Jack’s mental toughness, reducing it to nothing but an agonizing spasm of resistance. “Your stubbornness is cute as much as it is futile,” commented the witch, wetting her dark lips as though she was about to enjoy a delicious meal. “I’d suggest you relinquish all hope to escape me, tiny boy, for I intend to make full use of your allegiance from now on.”

The late, once fleet-footed hare quivered intensely, his body powerless to resist the lure of the magical vixen as her sorcery dragged him right into her possessive, avid hold. “What… do you want to do to me…?”

It felt unbearably soft when her warm chest welcomed him, his face squeezed between her sweet bosoms being both the most heavenly and horrific sensation Jack had ever experienced in his life. “If you are obedient, I will pamper you and coddle you, and you will play with me for as long as I want. But if you try to leave my side ever again…” Jack felt her slowly tracing the perimeter of one ear with the tip of her tongue, and he used the last bits of his strength to grit the teeth so that no weird sounds could slip out of his mouth,

“… In that case, I’ll eat you.”

Happy (early) Halloween, everyone! Here is one fantastic art made by Rem, followed by a little snippet I felt the absolute need to write. You can consider it a sort of setup to explain the curious ornament around a certain bat’s neck…

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Jack’s Savage Fantasies - TEASER PART 2

Such harsh words coming from our favorite vixen’s mouth…

Second part of JSF is out on Patreon! You can find the first page here, next will follow in the next days. NOTE: To access the pages, you need to belong to the ❤️ Brownies tier!

First part of the comic can be found on Tumblr, 👉 here!

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“So… even on a day like this, our dearest Jack intends to be coy, huh?”

When Cynthia’s voice reached him from over his shoulders, so close that he could feel the warmness just behind his ears, it took Jack a considerable effort not to make a vertical leap which would’ve sent him outside the Earth’s atmosphere, hurtling toward worlds he could hardly imagine. And one more massive effort helped him to control his tone, as words composed by some sort of emergency generator of his mind flooded out like spurts of fresh water: “I didn’t mean to escape the celebration; I was just, you know… preparing psychologically. I’m not used to this anymore.”

Behind him, he heard her giggle. “What is this that you’re not used to, parties?”

‘To any of this,’ the hare was about to jest. He felt Cynthia’s arms sliding in front of him, knotting tight around his waist, and those little bits of sanity and self-possession he had managed to gather in the loneliness of the dimly lit hallway, all his efforts to cool down and behave normally in front of her… everything melted away in a heartbeat, like snow bathing in the sunlight. ‘To you, your warmth, your scent, your affection, and…’ Jack swallowed hard; even thinking about it was enough to cause him to shake like a leaf. ‘… And this alluring body of yours that torments me day and night.’ “Let’s say… it’s one of many things.”

“Oh, I see.” The arctic vixen leaned her chin on his shoulder and rubbed her cheek against his. “You do realize it’s not nice of the birthday boy to flee awayfrom his guests, right, Jack? Everyone’s waiting for you, let’s get back… ah,” she stopped, giving him a scrupulous sniff, “Such a good smell that you have today, I hadn’t noticed. It’s not your usual cologne, is it?”

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Precious Memories

Many years ago (okay, maybe just two), this photo appeared in one of Black Jack’s pages. Then, it appeared again on the recent J, Episode 0.2 in a different context and with a definitely better look.

The story behind this picture is one I intend to tell you one way or another; we don’t have all the time in the world and sometimes it probably feels like we’ll never finish what we’ve started, but that’s absolutey not true. So please, wait for us. Don’t settle with imitations of our works, for we’ll definitely be here and won’t disappoint you. Cross our hearts.

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Autotomy - artwork 2

Single artwork from Autotomy’s second chapter, for a better image quality.

Link to the story: Spell

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Disclaimer:

• If you are from Zootopia’s fandom, please don’t mistake Cynthia Walker for “Skye”. Read this journal for more info: Issues with Cynthia’s identity
• The name “Jack Savage” and the character’s basic appearance and job belong to Zootopia’s discharged early concept; however, everything that concerns his characterization, background, relationships and new design is up to AoiRemArt.