#Furry boy is the most recent

[dont-hug-me-its-yuri]

IM SO INTERESTED WITH UR AU OMG!!

Two questions:

When did special one first join the cult?

What would happen to the cult member(s) if they do something that malcolm isnt pleased with?

Special one, (real name Delilah), was the child of a single mother, Delilah was raised in a low income family but had gained a wonderful singing voice from singing along to her mothers old records.

Her mother thought to sign her up for a few plays at the local community theater when she was five and Delilah quickly became the small towns little darling of an actor/singer (like Darla Dimple from Cats Don’t Dance but nicer)

her mother never had any ill intent with trying to make her daughter a child actor, she thought it would be a way to support them both but didn’t really take into consideration how it could affect a young Delilah, who felt pressured to be the best since people were paying good money to see HER perform.

Delilah was lined up to play the role of an angel in her next play, but after she wandered off from one of her mothers celebratory picnics (in honor of finishing another play) to pick flowers, specifically carnations, she met a then 16 year old Shrignold.

Delilah, curious and entertained by the talking bug, chased it throughout the woods until Shrignold eventually led her to the cult village where Shrignold prattled off about all the cult villages values and after putting on the ring, Delilah was given the new title of Special One.

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there are several punishments for disobeying the love cults god depending on the sin you’ve committing, ranging from not being allowed any meals for the whole day to getting your eyes plucked out with golden needles, don’t worry, they’ll cover your face with flower vines so your eyeless sockets won’t scare the younger members.

[sweetieviktor]

viktor x librarian! reader (headcanons + tiny scenarios) part 1

summary: how you've meet each other, when you feel in love and your first exchange of "i love you"s.

content warning: just tooth rotting fluff and cuteness between those two. :D

author notes: i know that sooo many people writed this same idea but i can't help it, it's just so cute and so good to write!! when i was writing, the words came almost instantly and gods, i love to write fluff so much!! oh, and today, when i was re-reading this with my friend i was thinking the whole time "damn i love him" ((and i was awoken until 3am yesterday trying to finish this one but i feel sleep and couldn't end it, but i finished it this morning and now, at night time, im posting in here! anyways, hope you guys like it. :) (there is more of this concept if you want to see it too! heres the link for part 2!)

» the moment the doors hang open, you turn to see who it is, and as you do so, the whole world stops.

» the prettiest man you've ever seen in your life just came into the library you work in. literally, the prettiest man.

» the way his fluffy hair falls around his face and his curious eyes keep looking at everything, scanning all corners of the room, every little thing he can, shining whenever he sees something he likes.

» and his boyish little smile, barely showing his teeth, that he was giving while talking to a furry someone just by his side.

“oh hi, dear friend!” waving, heimerdinger spoke, walking with tiny, fast steps in your direction, pausing when he was close to you. meanwhile the boy beside him was walking a little slower, his cane thudding softly against the floor.

he stopped near the yordle and looked at your face, giving a polite smile, offering to you his non-occupied hand, and you shaked it, giving him a smile of yours. “i’m viktor, heimerdinger's assistant. he said you could help me with some resources i might need, and i would very much appreciate any help your books could provide.”

“i hope you don't mind him coming here to do some researches, friend. he may come here often!” the yordle laughed, looking between the two of you and then walking away.

“ehhh.. so, do you have any books about-”

» basically, this is how you and viktor knew each other, through a friend in common. and, from this day on, he came to the library more and more often.

» at first, he just showed up, asked for a book you could provide and got out of the establishment. then, he tried to strike up a small talk with you whenever he was waiting for you to look up said books. now, he just straight up rants about any experiment he may be doing at the time.

» and if you're genuinely interested in his rant, he could go for hours just explaining every little detail to you, and he would love every second of it.

» because now he is a regular, you just analyze what he is up to in the most recent days and choose some books that might be useful to him, putting them in the drawer, below the reception desk. and when this happened for the first time he was almost flustered, because you cared enough to look up, sort and search for things that he didn't even asked for.

when you heard the door swing open, you looked at it's direction, smiling as you realized who it was. “hey, viktor! welcome again!” it was the third time this week he got to the library, looking for the same type of books, so you just worked a bit ahead this time. “i don't know if it is exactly what you need but i think that you could use these ones, they have some information you might like.”

“but i still didn't ask for anything..?” he stared at you with a puzzled face, trying to understand why you were giving him those.

“i just think it goes along with your research. also, i wanted to help.” you shrugged, smiling brightly at him.

and maybe this was when he thought for the first time “damn.. i might be in love.”

» after this, he always tried to stay closer to you, to say things you might like, to show you that he cared for you just as much as you cared for him.

» he even brought coffee (he got sweet milk for himself) and pastries for you both to share one day. and this was for sure one of the best excuses to transform a boring afternoon with no clients, into a lazy reading session, this, of course, until a client came and ruined the cutesy atmosphere between the two of you.

» of course he thought about asking you out before, but it was hard. he wasn't used to the feeling of love, of liking someone so deeply like this. so what could he do besides admire you everyday he was in your library? look at you with pure adoration, chuckle lightly whenever you said something that wasn't even that funny, and after it all just show you the most beautiful, bright and in love smile.

» he didn't like to belittle himself, but he really think you would be better with someone that wasn't him. you were so different, yet so alike him, it almost felt like it was meant to be.

» then, in one of his “oh, i will stay here for 15 more minutes and then i'll go home” times (that never lasted 15 minutes, to be honest), it was almost closing time, all of your coworkers were in their homes, no more clients in, simply, not a soul in there. only you both.

» you kept looking in his direction from afar, thinking to yourself how could you get someone so intelligent, so brilliant, so beautiful, so... him. you knew what you wanted, but again, it was hard. and, if saying your feelings out loud was way too scary, writing it all down seemed easier. so, you picked up a pen and a paper, writing in it everything that was inside your chest, your heart. you poured all your feelings into every word that you scribbled down.

» until you heard him packing up his stuff. you started to panic, and now there was only two options, leave the paper as it was and try to act neutral, or try to hide it and look even more nervous? well, there's no time to think! he was already in front of you while your head was spiraling nonstop.

“hey... you are fine? you look stressed.” he examined your face, tilting his head to the side, admiring every little feature of yours. your pretty eyes, your nose, your kissable lips...

“yes! i'm completely fine, no need to worry!” you put your hands on top of the little confession, smiling anxiously, hoping that he don't notice the sweet words you wrote down just for him.

“oh, what did you got there?” he looked at the paper, then at you, and back to paper. on a common day you would like to have his focus only on you, but it was making you even more nervous now, your stomach was turning itself, your hands were cold and trembling. and when he noticed it, he took your hand in his, and you could feel that he was shaking too. “hey... look,” he took a deep breath, almost like he didn't want to continue, like he was still choosing the right words to say. “i understand that some things we just want to keep them personal, only for ourselves. so, ehh, you don't have to show me what you wrote.”, he said with a nervous smile displayed on his lips, while caressing your knuckles with an almost feather-like touch, too afraid to ruin the moment and lose you right now.

and you didn't want to lose him too. even with your brain telling you that you shouldn't tell him, your heart knew you needed to say it, breaking itself or not. so it was now or never. “well... recently i've been thinking about our friendship, about what it could possibly be, about you.” you averted your gaze to the ground, wishing that you came up with fancier words and a better way to confess to him before it all, but you couldn't turn back now. “honestly i can't stop thinking about you, it's like you consumed every logical thought in my brain, everything that wasn't... you.” finally you looked at his eyes, just to see he already looking at you, eyes finally shining for you, because of you. “i love you, viktor. with everything in me, i really love you.” it seemed so right to say these three little words to him, to let him know how you felt since the first time you've seen him.

“and i love you too.” he came closer to you, still with his hand on yours, but now holding it gently, intertwining your fingers together, pressing quickly his lips in yours, smiling in pure awe, completely lovestruck after it. “i love you more than anything, my little star.”

[i-ate-your-dog-srry]

●COMMISSIONS OPEN

ALL OF THE MONEY IS GOING TWARDS A DOG!

Explanation and more about the commissions ⬇️

Explanation/situation

This is a very complicated situation, sadly! For why I am suddenly in more need of money for the dog will probably get a bit personal.

I have been calling the dog Woody. He is the sweetest boy I have ever met, but sadly, Woody is in a neglectful situation. Borderline animal abuse. The man who currently owns Woody is to put it lightly, a huge piece of shit. Woody is currently starving and malnutritioned. Ontop of that, he has a BAD case of untreated arthritis and fleas. His owner doesn't care about him. He is left outside in cold weather (winter in CANADA). The owner doesn't care about where Woody goes, and he doesn't care to feed Woody. Woody is an old dog who can not care for himself. He is in constant pain/discomfort, and I haven't seen his tail wag ONCE. even at food and attention.

I'll try to make this quick, but it's hard to do so. My apologies in advance.

Woody is currently in my dad's garage. I am a minor, and I don't have much power to help Woody, but I'm doing all I can. I really love him. My dad is not a good person, and I want to take Woody to my mom's and let him live the life he deserves in a warm home with love and food. The garage is not heated, and my dad has no real concern for Woodys life. In order to help Woody, we would need to steal him from his owner. I have considered animal control, but sadly, this is a small, old-fashioned town. There isn't real animal control here. Only a pound, and they will not care. If they do take action (VERY unlikely), it will most likely lead to them putting him down. He deserves to live at least some of his life happily. Back on topic. At my mom's, we already have 4 animals And ontop of all the expenses that those animals come with, we would be adding more. We are not well off. Woody needs medical care for his arthritis and fleas, and we are already drained of extra cash from rescueing one of our other animals (Critter) recently. I don't want Woody to suffer anymore, and vet expenses are high. My mom has agreed to help Woody, but I can't just not help with the money. We are stuck in between a rock and a hard place, and the sooner I have money to help with the sooner, Woody is safe. I can only imagine how the cold temperatures are affecting his arthritis at this moment. I will keep this post updated.

Update/edit: Woody has put on some weight!! He is still underweight non the less but it is small progress! Sadly, I have found his ears are infested, but I am getting this handled! I finally have some pictures of him! <33 he also seems more happy!!! He is standing still more often, and he quite loves the attention.

Commission info

I am a minor!! If this makes you uncomfortable, I completely understand!!! I am a teenager in my much younger years. I just wanted to make that clear <3

A fully rendered art piece: $20.00

A flat colored and hard lined art piece: $15.00

A Hard lined art piece: $10.00

A sketch art piece is: $5.00

Bust, half-body, and full body choices add no charge it's simply an option :)

Adding another character to the art piece will add $10.00 onto the commissions price, and the price can be debated and talked about! :] If you are interested, please send me a DM, or if you have any questions about any of this, you can contact me any way you wish!

I do!

OC's, characters, light gore, Oc/Sona + Character, Oc/Sona x Character, lightly romantic settings/interacts.

I Dont do!

Heavy gore, NSFW, suggestive drawings, humans.

The human rule can be broken, but I can not draw humans well at all. So there is a large chance you will not get a very pretty drawing. I mostly draw things more like monsters/puppets/furrys, etc.

I only use PayPal and e-Transfer . D:

Please contact me in any way if you have any questions whatsoever about what was said or mentioned in this post! :3

Edit: DONT FEEL BAD IF YOU CAN'T DONATE!!! even a like is appreciated!! Thank you guys so SOSOSOSO SO MUCH!!!<3333

[barmadumet]

I got brave & put them back in the sweaters!

New this year are upgraded beverages- Anakin with hot cocoa & Obi-Wan with mulled cider, and a present for Anakin which mirrors the art I most recently commissioned 🥹

This year’s entire display had to be Thurston-proofed 😂 Until further notice, this will be the case for all displays lol.

I love that destructive boy 🧡 He is well represented in this scene. He sleeps on a brown furry blanket just like this one every night 😻

Merry Christmas, Friends! ❤️🎄

Prior Christmas displays:

[sumaneun-stars]

I've never asked anyone on Tumblr for anything before... but I just love the posts on this account.

So would it be possible to do something related to Jay and the reader having a fight? (something angst), but with a good ending so that reading leaves us with a warm heart

'38 Missed Calls' — pjs.

a/n: awhh tyy! ofc it's possible!! omg first request let's gaur!!!

Throughout the entire drive back home, Jay thought of nothing but cuddling with you. All he wanted to do was wrap himself with you and go to sleep, with your voice as a lullaby after a tiring day. But life had a different plan.

“Y/n, I'm home” he said to no one.

Silence almost deafened his ears.

He walked into every room, only met with non living objects. He sighed. Today was not his day. He brought out his phone to dial you.

‘Sorry, this user is currently unavailable’

“What the-” he dialled Heeseung instead.

‘No I haven't seen her, sorry dude’

Sunghoon was his only hope.

‘Uhh- didn't she tell you? She said something about partnering with Chaeryeong to go to club Red Tulip’

He had only ever heard about Club Red Tulip, and he couldn't believe Sunghoon's words.

Without a second thought, he went straight through Chaeryeongs profile, knowing you didn't frequently update your page.

9.54 p.m.

The recent post was a selfie with a man by Chaeryeong’s side, but that wasn't all he saw. You, drunk in a red cocktail dress, dancing in between a crowd of random strangers.

Why didn't you tell him? Why were you here, in this vibrant mess of a club? 

He leaned against a wall as soon as he entered, slightly startled at the intensity of this place. He redialled your phone for a good 45 minutes, his anger boiling with every repetitive line that that damned AI robot spoke. Jay stopped for a second to breathe in this congested place, his eyes scanning every person to find you. 

He was exhausted, leaning his head to the wall to look at the ceiling which reflected the blinding lights. He was taken aback by an unfamiliar touch on his body. A girl was standing in front of him, dressed in hot pink with a furry pink scarf decorating her neck.

“Uh- do I know you?” He asked, holding her wrist so it wouldn't wander around anymore (except her left hand took over)

“You don't need to. Most people come here when they wanna ditch their lovers, now let's have some fun!” she said in a high pitched, dazed voice. She wrapped her arms around him and started dancing, but Jay's mind was too far away to care. 

‘Ditch their lovers…?’

You pushed yourself through the crowd as you searched for Chaeryeong, until you found her still in the middle of a group of boys.

“Chae, I'm going home” you screamed but she barely heard.

You sighed as you made your way towards the entrance, switching on your phone which was shut down by Chaeryeong, who stated that you'd be always on the phone if you had it on. 

Before you could dial Jay, you stopped at your tracks at the blurry but sure sight. Jay, against a wall, with a girl basically grinding on him. He wasn't doing anything, not even pushing her away. You kept staring, the view getting heartbreakingly clearer with every step, until he met your eye.

“Y/n” he said, pushing the girl away from him.

You scoffed, crossing your arms as you made your way out of the red and white nightmare of a club.

“Y/n!” 

Too late. You were already in the taxi, wiping away the tears. What was wrong with him?

He entered the apartment, to find a torn apart you. You turned your head at his entrance, rage filling your eyes. You stared at him, waiting for an explanation. He walked closer to you, only for you to push him behind.

“Y/n, we can settle this if you explain”

“Me? Explain? So I'm the bad guy here?” You scoffed in anger. “So I was the one with someone grinding on me while I was already in a relationship?” You questioned him, each word louder than the next, tears blurring your vision.

“You were the one who brought me there y/n! You didn't even care to tell me” his fiery eyes turned into heartbreaking ones in the last words, adding fuel to the fire. “38 missed calls y/n. Thirty eight.” 

“Jay I-” fresh tears formed in your eyes.

“And guess what? Sunghoon was the one who told me. I guess you should go date him instead!” 

Unbelievable.

“I sent you a fucking message Jay!” His expression changed with your words. “It wasn't getting delivered, so I dialled Sunghoon instead!” You said with hot tears drenching your face.

You showed him the messages in your chat, before he took a step closer to you apologetically. Before he could hold you, you ran to the bathroom, locking the door before leaning on it.

“Y/n open up!” You heard banging, but you didn't care. Your explosion of tears overpowered his noises. How could he just assume something like that?

“Y/n…” he leaned on the other side of the door. “I'm sorry, I was in a meeting and they told us to mute our phones and I was panicking when you weren't home so I-” he stopped, realising he was rambling nonsense, making excuses.

“Y/n please forgive me, I promise I'll never do it again so why don't we just talk it out? Hm? Open the door, darling”

You opened the door after a solid five minutes, head down as you sat cross legged in front of the boy who leaned his head on the wall hopelessly. You crawled onto his lap, arms wrapped around his body and crying into the nape of his neck.

“H-hey- I-” Jay stuttered.

“Forget it” You raised your head, wiping your tears as you spoke firmly. “Never do that again”

“I promise!” He made a pledge, two fingers to his forehead before he wiped your cheeks with them.

“I can never stay mad at you” you pouted, but smiled immediately when you heard his chuckle.

“Y/n…” he said with his forehead connected to yours.

“What now?” you wiped his tears this time.

“I think I have a crush on you”

“Yeah, no shit” 

[ato-catto]

Ssj4 (lonely) Goku x Fem reader

Light smut/ neediness/feral boi

I wrote this on a whim and didn't double check it. Sorry if the spelling is off :,)

Your bleary eyes cracked open when you awoke to the sound of tapping at your window. A dark, bushy haired silhouette sat at the other side of the glass, giving you a right scare. Your heart pounded in your chest and a hand flew to your mouth.

"Goku!? What are you doing here so late!?" You moved to the window and slid it up, letting in a nice warm summer nights breeze. Goku stared up at you with a pouted lip and yellow puppy dog eyes, that caught the moonlight beautifully.

It made you remember all the years you had spent fawning over him as your mentor, and the most recent years you had spent being slightly jealous of his wife, before you matured and 'moved on'.

When he looked at you like that, it didn't feel like you had moved on at all.

"Chichi kicked me out for getting fur on the couch." Goku pouted, resting his furry elbows on the windowsill. "I tried to go to Bulmas but no one was in."

You nodded in thought. "I'm pretty sure they've taken Trunks on holiday to some theme park."

Goku frowned. "Oh. Makes sense." His tone was so light for the gravelly, throaty voice that his form brought forth.

You shook your head, amused and bemused, and ushered him inside and out of the dark.

You switched on your bedside lamp and the big burly Saiyan clambered over the window ledge, sliding the window, and curtains, shut behind him.

He shook put his thick, dark mane and smiled greatfully at you, his fangs poking out from beneath his top lip. His face looked handsome in the dim orange glow from the lamp, and his teeth glinted, catching your eyes, drawing them to his mouth.

"Thanks for lettin' me in, Y/N." He grinned.

You brushed of his thanks with a happy smile, sitting back on your bed, back into the warmth of your blanket. The little shorts and cami you had on wasn't very... modest.

Goku wasn't one to have wandering eyes, anyway, but you weren't going to be the one to stumble a married man- even if it was by accident.

He sat on the very edge of the mattress, his weight bowing the bed down on one side. "Ah I feel so crappy for pissin' off Chichi. Things just haven't been the same since the separation. I should really move out-"

Your eyes went wide. "Seperation!?" OK, THAT was unexpected! Last time you saw them- albeit being 5 or so years ago- she was all over him, clinging to his arm and giving him big loving smiles every time he looked at her.

Perhaps it was the form, that now apparently had stuck. Maybe poor Chichi couldn't stick the fur and exposed abs -although you couldn't see why not- and constant gruff voice, that frankly sent tingles up your spine.

Goku shrugged. "I dunno what it was. We just grew apart I suppose-" his tail waved slowly, sadly. "She seems happier now she's got the house to herself most the time."

You patted his furry back sympathetically. "She's probably just glad she doesn't have to clean so much. Don't take it personally."

He turned to you, his eyes shadowed and dark behind his long bangs. "I wish that was it, but it's not. She told me she didnt 'love me' anymore. I'm too much hassle with the fur."

He ran his hand over the fluffy part of his abdomen, glumly running his fingers through the slightly matter fur.

"I'm sure that isn't true." You hummed, watching the way his hand glided through his pelt and wandered what it would feel like if you did that yourself. You followed his hand as it moved to his abs, rippling over the soft indents and curvature of his tanned skin. A blush formed on your cheeks, and Goku chuckled, a deep rumbling noise that came from the very bottom of his chest.

He had been following your eyes, like he used to do back in your training sessions, to gage what exactly you were thinking about.

And just like back then, he had caught you admiring his physique just a little too much.

"So what do you think of this form?" He purred, leaning a little closer to you on the bed, resting back on his outstretched hands.

You swallowed, slightly hypnotised as his chest stretched out, and rose and fell with his breaths.

"It's really impressive. Very.. monkey like."

Goku laughed, and gave you another toothy grin. "Wanna feel?"

Your heart STOPPED. "Wanna feel.. what-?" You chose your words carefully.

Goku took your hand from your lap and set it on the furry part of his solid muscle bound stomach. "My fur."

Your fingers spread amongst the red, which was soft yet somehow coarse at the same time. Your heart thumping in your ears, your hand feeling up the strong muscles and across the dense ribs of your old master and friend.

He watched you and grinned, his eyes glinting a perfect amber in the light of the lamp.

"S'nice, isn't it?" His words were soft. You could've sworn he tensed slightly as you neared the ridge between flesh and fur.

"Mhm." You didn't want to open your mouth too much, for fear of letting the mounting drool flood out down your chin. Good Kami Kai. Why you? Why today?

Goku grasped your wrist and brought it higher. "Skins pretty soft too.." he purred, setting your palm on his pectoral.

Your face reflected the colour of his fur now, red spreading across your cheeks and neck. He found your reaction amusing, as always. He remembered the days fondly where you couldn't even stand eye to eye with him before sparring because you would go as red as a tomato- and that was back before the days of transformations and forms.

It had been amusing then, but now since being married he understood why exactly you reacted the way you did, and they fact that even now, decades later, you were still the same blushing baby under his gaze was nice. Despite his age, he still had the same effect that he always had on you, and he liked the comfort of something going unchanged in his life.

You. You were the thing that always stayed steadfast.

He brought a finger to your cheek and touched the hot, soft skin. "You alright?" He teased. "Goin' a little red there-"

You pulled your hand back, faster than you've ever moved before, even during fights. "Wha- oh. Oh! Sorry."

Shit! How long had you had your hand there for? His face was a mixture of amusement and... lust. Was that lust? His golden eyes glimmered with something sensual that you swore you were misreading.

"Sorry for what?" He got a little closer. Close enough to smell your arousal.

That's right. His Saiyan sense of smell was stronger than any humans. It was akin to a dogs- he could smell a hot pie from a mile away. His senses went feral- he had been needy for so long.. and with no wife to quell his rising ache.. having you in those small shorts in such close proximity was sending him silently insane.

"I'm sorry for being handsy." You laughed nervously. "Having a man in the house is nice. I'm not used to it." Your half hearted attempt at changing the subject didn't go unnoticed.

"Uhuh." Goku brushed the excuse aside and leant closer, practically leaning over you. "How 'bout you tell me what's on that pretty mind of yours?" His fangs peeked over his lip again, and he planted a hand at the side of your thigh.

You blinked. "On my mind?"

He nodded, not breaking eye contact.

You inhaled sharply. "I was just.. thinking.. you are very handsome? I guess."

Goku tittered. "My chest is 'handsome?'"

"...sexy?" You shrunk back into yourself. The air felt so thick between you, it could be cut with a dull knife.

He grinned again, crawling over you, caging you flat on your back against the mattress. "That's a better word for it."

You gasped slightly, his nose coming close to yours and his eye spearing your very soul. Any words stuck in your throat, his eyes sliding down to your lips. Was he... was he going to-

He was, and he did, lowering himself with strong arms to inquisitively brush his mouth against yours, asking almost politely. You obliged, needing this decades worth of stomach knots to final unravell onto him. His tongue was eager to gain access, probing your mouth and tasting you like he had been craving you. His thick mane fell about your head, shadowing the both of you. He pulled back to breathe, almost glaring at you as he caught his breath. Something feral passed behind his eyes and his pants turned to soft growls.

"I need you." He purred, grasping the back of your neck and running a thumb down your throat. "I've needed you."

Your eyes go wide like saucers, slightly terrified of this new version of Goku- but massively aroused all the same. ".. Then.. then take me." You whisper, tensing your thighs together at the tingle sensations rippling through your core in anticipation.

In response, he buried his fangs into the side of your neck. You mewled, the pain and pleasure folding into one, sending your mind into a blurry fog. The sound was a song that Goku didn't realise he had needed to hear for years.

Being homeless had never been better.

[polysyndetonaddictsupportgroup]

Nanami frantically digging through Shoko’s pamphlets and googling “how to give the ward you just met a sex talk” after the last chapter, this poor man needs a Xanax and a 12 hour nap SO badly right now 😂😂

fantastic chapter btw!! I love love love maki and am fully prepared to be terrorized by her plan—terror for her having to deal with the Zenin and terrorized because that girl is batshit insane and can do anything she sets her mind to ❤️

(I have a sneaking suspicion that her plan involves that mysterious “Okkotsu Yuuta as the world’s most unenthusiastic honeypot” tag, and OH BOY OH BOY am I on tenterhooks to see what insanity (positive) Maki comes up with)

Hope you have a great day!!

Nanami, frantically rushing to r/Parenting for this fucking hurdle of fatherhood:

I (27M) may have discovered my newly adopted son (16M) is in a relationship of indeterminate and possibly intimate nature with his three (15F, 15M, 15M) friends. I need emergency advice.

I only met/took in my eldest a few days ago. Those days have been extremely trying, and have unfortunately placed a very stressful burden on my son. I have tried to support him in any way I can; however, the young character of our relationship makes me fear overstepping his boundaries. I do not want to rush anything which may damage any trust he may form in me in the long run.

As a result, I do not believe having “The Talk” with him would be appropriate at this juncture. However, I fear it may be necessary.

I recently approached him while he was visiting with his close friends in a private room. I knocked (from what I believed to be a respectful distance designed to preserve his privacy) and heard a series of… disconcerting noises. His friend (15M) then proceeded to claim that he could not open the door because they were indecent. The door was quickly opened, and all parties were clothed, but this and other behaviors between the group make me wonder if they have something deeper than friendship between them.

His previous parents were neglectful, and the main influence he has had in recent months is… a rather sorry role model. I believe the assumption that he has not yet learned of safe sexual practices is appropriate. I want him to be comfortable with me before we speak of such matters, but I also want him to be safe in the present.

A complicating factor is that one of his friends (15M) rather frequently wears a hyper realistic panda costume. I bear absolutely no judgment or prejudice against any of his potential partners and support him in his relationship. However, I do not actually know the specifics that should be covered in a talk given the particularities of these partners.

Another complicating factor is that one of his friends (15F) would have been better off being raised by wolves than the sorry excuses of humanity that raised her. While I fear that I may overstep boundaries by speaking with my new ward about such topics so soon, I would most certainly overstep boundaries by broaching the matter with her. At the same time, I cannot deny my suspicions that such a conversation would be desperately needed. How should I proceed?

The fucking comments:

what is wrong with you and your life

there is no way you are a real person

ThatOneGuyinthePandaCostumeTokyo.com is this them

your kid is a furry

Nothing in Nanami’s years of teen parenting prepared him for that moment. The man discovered types of panic he did not know existed. POV you’ve known this boy for three days max and you’re the person Responsible For His Wellbeing and mid crisis you have to figure out 1) if it’s too soon in your relationship to give him the safe sex talk 2) if you can even avoid the safe sex talk if what seems to be happening is happening 3) would it even be appropriate to give the safe sex talk to the people he would be potentially having sex with and 4) is he a furry.

Nanami was not prepared to be confronted with this particular challenge of parenting. Especially because Megumi gave Tsumiki the puberty talk, no one’s been brave enough to give her the sex talk, and the entire teen parenting group has Megumi as too Baby in their minds to have even contemplated giving him any talks.

You have NO IDEA how excited I am for that tag.

Thank you for your kind words! I’m glad you liked it!

[myzofus]

🐾 Welcome to my den, come get to know me 🐾

⊹ ˚｡☆ i go by myzo, or zo

⊹ ˚｡☆ i'm a nonbinary sapphic and use they/she pronouns

⊹ ˚｡☆ i'm 24, with an october birthday

theriotypes: red wolf, big brown bat, questioning domesticated dog and raptor or corvid

interests

baldur's gate 3

kingdom hearts

video games

online pet collecting games (ChickenSmoothie and FlightRising)

furries/fursuiting

baking

piercings and tattoos

music (fall out boy, deftones, shoegaze, to name a few)

a bit more about my therianthropy

i've technically only recently "awakened", but i've known since i was young i was more animal than human.

i don't experience "shifts" the way most describe them. my ears, tail, muzzle and paws are always present.

some of my past theriotypes include horses and owls

this is roughly what i look like

i believe my bat theriotype may be more of a hearttype, if anything. i do feel extremely connected to them, hell i named myself after one, but at the end of the day i am a canine, full stop.

as i am over 18, 18+ content including drug and alcohol use may be talked about from time to time. while this is a therian-centered blog, it is also my personal and i do like to browse art, so some artistic nudity may appear from time to time, but nothing explicit. if any of this may cause discomfort, please let me know and i'll do my best to tag things as i go.

my inbox and dms are always open, i'd love to chat <3

[fairly-linked]

What your favorite LU boy says about you

If your favorite is Time, you’re caring and gentle, you see the world in a different light than most others. You want someone who will be kind and gentle to you. Also, you have daddy issues.

If your favorite is Twilight, You’ve got a heart for country anything, through and through. You’re kind and bright, always trying to care for others without being overbearing. You might also be a furry, but that’s a topic for another time (nothing wrong with that btw).

If your favorite is Warriors, you have a noble spirit. You also enjoy his man-whore behavior and think it’s hilarious.

If your favorite is Legend, you’re a tsundere 100%. Also, you secretly like the color pink, even if you deny it.

If your favorite is Hyrule, you’re probably as sweet and gentle as he is, and you think it’s cool he’s part fae.

If your favorite is Four, you have a DID. If you don’t know what that is, Google will tell you.

If your favorite is Sky, you’re kind and gentle... but you’re secretly a freak. Don’t deny it. Everyone else knows how the Sky stans are.

If your favorite is Wild, you joined the Legend of Zelda fandom recently, because you’ve only ever played botw or totk. You like his long hair. You think he is a sad pretty boy with trauma that deserves the world.

If your favorite is Wind, you’re a child. (And if you’re not? Jail, that’s illegal.)

[marblecakemix]

HOII!! I'M MARBLE! CUTE LITTLE DOGGO BEANIE! (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

I go by puppy/puppyself most of the time, but you can use xe/xem and he/him too if you need to. I'm a big time cock sucker too (⁠＠⁠_⁠＠⁠;⁠)

｡⁠☆ I'm a huge fan of beastars! Anything related to that manga and show is my water 💦💦!! I'm also apparently furry now, uwu. Just recently got into fandom and I have anxiety, depression, so please be kind (⁠๑⁠•⁠﹏⁠•⁠)

I love going on walks on the leash and being praised for being a good boy hehe. Please, do not abuse that or I'll get quickly attached to you~

I'm designing my first fursona rn, if you know any good commissioners, please let me know!!

Legoshi is my biggest kinne! I relate to him the most!

Fandoms I'm in:

Beastars

Undertale (underverse is so cool!!)

My hero academia (bakudeku 💣💚 is my wine ლ⁠(⁠´⁠ ⁠❥⁠ ⁠`⁠ლ⁠))

Hunter x hunter

Hamilton

Spiderverse

Killing stalking

Gender identity

I'm still exploring new media, so it might grow in the future hehe.

DNI: TERFS, TRANSPHOBES, HOMOPHOBES, NAZI, NEONAZI, PROSHIPPERS, PERVERTS, MAPs, GENDER CRITICAL, SELF HARM!!! I will not tolerate any of you and I'll report you right away!! Also minors stay away~

Nice to meet you all!! ～⁠(⁠つ⁠ˆ⁠Д⁠ˆ⁠)⁠つ⁠｡⁠☆

Linkie uwu

[matoitech]

a while back one of my friends told me they hadn’t rly heard of transformation before as a fetish until recently and i found that rly incredible bcuz having looked at furry art since i started having internet access as a young kid in the early 2000s, tf is like. probably the ‘weird fetish’ thing i’ve seen the MOST of. i didn’t know what a fetish was at that age tho i was just a werewolf boy so i was interested in werewolf esque transformations. but it feels as normal to me as basic furry porn w how much ive seen it. like i dont quite understand it, but i also do kinda. live ur truth. i dont know if its longtime proximity that gives me the sense of kind of getting it, or if its being a werewolf fan lol. like yeah sure i can see the transformation as being horny. turning into an 8 foot tall chiseled wolf man with a bigger dick can do that to you. andything can hadplen

[katsona-the-katsequel]

An Elegant Day For Koromaru

Next up is Koromaru! I wonder what amazing tales will revolve around the best boi.

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It was a pleasant Sunday with the refreshing sunlight of early summer. Today was also a good day for a walk. It might be good to go out a little earlier and take a little detour. The Shiba Inu was thinking something like that, without saying it out loud, when he got up from the stone pavement of the shrine and yawned lightly.

The dog's name was Koromaru (コロマル). It was officially spelled Koromaru (虎狼丸), but since the dog himself couldn't read, he didn't care about the difference. What he did care about was daily walks. Recently, his owner, the head priest of the shrine, died in an accident, and since then, the new head of the shrine provided him with the basic food he needed, but he didn't take him for walks or stroke his head.

Koromaru himself believed that his previous owner was his one and only master, so even if the new priest wanted to take him for a walk, it would be unthinkable for him to change his old route. So today, Koromaru went for a walk. First, he went from Naganaru Shrine, over the Moonlight Bridge, to the front of the station on Port Island. After that, he returned from the bridge towards Iwatodai, went around the town, and then returned to the shrine. This was the route for his long daily walk.

“Wan!”

In human terms, it would be something like "Let's go!" Koromaru let out a cry and began walking at his usual leisurely pace.

"Oh, Koro-chan, good morning!"

Hearing the sudden voice, Koromaru turned his head with an annoyed look on his face. It was a girl around elementary school age with braided hair tied up in buns on both sides of her head. She was the kind of girl who would always play at the shrine in the evenings.

To tell the truth, Koromaru didn't like this girl very much. It's not that he disliked her, but she did tend to pay him a little too much attention. Imagine a child, whose body temperature is higher than an adult, hugging him as if devouring him on a hot day. The hardships that the furry Koromaru faced were far beyond imagination. However, the compassionate Koromaru didn't treat such a girl lightly. Koromaru knew that this girl had had quite a hard time. Although it's not that often, her parents seemed to have a terrible fight, and sometimes she clinged to Koromaru at the shrine in the evenings to hold back her sadness. For the dog tribe, who live in packs, family and friends were as important as life. How sad must it be for them not to be able to live together in harmony? When he thought of this, Koromaru couldn't help but be kind to her, even if she was a bit annoying.

"Oh, it's time. Sorry Koro-chan, I have to go now. Ah, cram school is such a pain."

Saying that, she stroked Koromaru's head and walked off in the direction of the Iwatodai shopping arcade. Yes, this amount of skinship was just right for Koromaru. Feeling a little better, Koromaru started walking again.

With the smell of the sea in the air, Koromaru trudged across the Moonlight Bridge. Humans seemed to be grateful to come and see this place as a tourist spot, but for Koromaru, this was the most boring part of the walking route. The handrails of the bridge were too high, so Koromaru couldn't see the rumored spectacular scenery from his height. What's more, there were so many cars rushing past from the front and back, they were dangerous, dusty, and they spit out an unpleasant oily smell. It was always unpleasant.

So Koromaru walked mindlessly around this place, concentrating as much as possible on the smell of the sea, and walked steadily towards the round dome of the Paulownia Mall that he could see in the distance. Occasionally, people who were running would stop and reach out to him, but he ignored them as much as possible and just kept moving forward.

However, even so, if Koromaru was called twice, he would stop. If Koromaru didn't go to them, the human who called him sometimes looked very hurt. Hurting humans was not Koromaru's intention. So Koromaru only "reluctantly" let humans pet his head as much as they wanted. Koromaru was sometimes even proud of his personality, but he didn't realize that he was actually wagging his tail while being petted. That's the kind of dog Koromaru was.

"Hey, Koro-chan? Did you come all the way out here for a walk?"

"Oh, you're right. You have some good legs."

When he arrived at Paulownia Mall, he met a high school girl who he often saw around Iwatodai. They were not wearing their usual uniforms, but casual clothes. The girl with the long hair was wearing a pink tank top and denim jeans, and the short girl with the short hair was wearing a light blue dress. Of course, the difference in their clothes didn't really matter to Koromaru, who was a dog.

These two were quite popular with Koromaru. The one in the light blue one-piece seemed to know how to handle animals, as she stroked Koromaru in exactly the right places. The one in the tank top stroked Koromaru in a normal way, but was likable because she didn't try to be too clingy. You could really tell that she wanted to touch Koromaru, and sometimes even he wished she would touch him more. If there was anyone who could understand dog language, he'd tell them not to be shy. Well, it was not that easy, Koromaru, who was intelligent despite being a dog, thought.

"Oh, Koro-chan, would you eat something like this?"

Saying this, the girl in the light blue one-piece took something out of the bag she was carrying. It was a rod-shaped object wrapped in red plastic. The faint scent that wafted out made Koromaru's tail swing wildly in anticipation.

"Huh? It's a sausage. Where did it come from?"

"Eh? Ah, I was thinking I'd try cooking for myself for a change... I was just at the department store a while ago."

"Hmm, so Fuuka cooks too."

"Well, I guess so. Ahahahaha."

The one-piece girl seemed a bit impatient, but Koromaru's mind was already filled with the taste of the sausages that he could imagine. The one-piece girl quickly peeled back the plastic as if to meet Koromaru's expectations.

"Here you are."

“Wan!”

Without even a moment's thanks, Koromaru bit into the sausage. Come to think of it, quite a bit of time had passed since he had breakfast. This unexpected stroke of good fortune came at just the right time, and a sense of happiness slowly spread through Koromaru's heart. After all, eating something is the happiest thing. And when someone you love feeds you with their own hands, what more could you ask for?

Koromaru ate the sausage without leaving a single piece behind.

He said "Woof" again to thank her.

"You're welcome." replied the one-piece girl, and as she had more shopping to do, she patted Koromaru and the two of them set off towards a store. Very rarely, there were times like this when Koromaru's thoughts seemed to be transmitted to humans. It might just be an illusion or a misunderstanding, but that was one of the things that gave Koromaru a sense of satisfaction.

Anyway, Koromaru was grateful for the good fortune of meeting them today and decided to continue his walk. Eventually, just as he had imagined, Koromaru met someone who could understand his words, and realized that the most fortunate thing that had happened that day was that the food the girl in the dress had given him was "uncooked," but that's another story.

When he reached Port Island Station, the halfway point of his walk, the sun had passed the southern sky and it was the hottest time of the day. The open-air cafe near the station was full to capacity, being a Sunday. Usually, he would be getting hungry at this point, so he would try to be friendly with the cafe's customers, but today, thanks to the sausages he had been given, there was no need to do so.

When Koromaru looked around the square in front of the station, wondering if he should try to find a cool, shady spot, he felt a chill run down his spine, as if the fur on his back stood on end. He unconsciously curled his tail and tucked it between his legs. Koromaru knew that feeling before.

...and there she was.

A girl in a white dress sat on a bench near a flower bed. She held a large sketchbook in her hands and stared blankly ahead for a while before shifting her gaze to her hands and moving her right hand. The girl continued to work single-mindedly.

Koromaru hadn't been close to this girl for much. She hadn't done him any harm. But there was one time before, when he was in front of the girl, and she stared at him with those eyes. That was it. Those eyes still frightened Koromaru.

Koromaru, unable to speak, was unable to summarise his impression, but if he had to describe it, it would be that the girl's gaze was filled with an emptiness that was impossible for a living being to have. In Koromaru's eyes, the girl was already as good as dead.

"...Come on"

To his surprise, the girl had recognized Koromaru and called out to him. After a moment of hesitation, Koromaru approached the girl. He mustered all his strength to return his curled tail to its normal position. He felt somehow sorry for showing his fear in front of the girl. He didn't know why.

As Koromaru approached, the girl flipped through several pages of the sketchbook she was holding, and eventually showed him a picture. The outlines had inconsistent strength and weakness, and the colors were unstable. To be honest, being a dog, Koromaru had no way of knowing whether a picture was good or bad, but there was something overwhelming that came across in the picture. It was the image of "death'' itself, which all living things in this world were destined to fear.

"This is for you."

Hearing this, Koromaru tilted his head and looked at the picture again. He didn't quite understand, but his keen senses as a living being sensed another image contained within the picture.

Was this a dream?

In the negative image of death that filled every corner of the paper, there was a faint hint of a yearning for life, like a white hand reaching out towards the sky, clinging to it from the middle of a bottomless black swamp that stretches to the horizon.

"Normally, I wouldn't show it to anyone, but since you took it upon yourself to model for me, I thought I might just..."

Without making eye contact, the girl muttered an excuse and quickly folded up her sketchbook. "Hmmm."

Koromaru snorted fondly. The image of the mysterious death that haunted the girl had not faded in the slightest, but he still felt a tiny, tiny presence calling for help. However, the girl did not understand such feelings.

Holding a sketchbook that seemed out of proportion to her small body, the girl walked away without a word.

He could not save her from that emptiness. Instinctively sensing this, Koromaru felt a little sad. And then, he realized.

...he wanted the power to protect someone.

He was surprised at how strongly and overwhelmed he was with these feelings. They were like a fire that had been quietly smoldering somewhere he hadn't noticed since his beloved owner died in a sudden accident.

After that, Koromaru took a long walk around the Port Island Station area to cheer himself up.

There were a lot of interesting people today, and even though he wasn't barking or groaning, one was like, "Hey! I don't like dogs! They say dogs can tell who's bad, so I'm sure they'll bite me! Shhh! I'll sue you and get compensation!" He also tried to follow the male students from Tsuki High School who were stalking the female students. Then, feeling a little better, Koromaru left Port Island and headed home along the same route he had taken.

Resisting the temptation of the smell wafting from the shopping bags of housewives chatting with at Paulownia Mall, he made his way across the dusty Moonlight Bridge, and took a quick detour to Iwatodai Station, which was also his usual route.

Coming to this area, the sun was already setting, even though it was a summer with long days. A variety of delicious smells wafted from the numerous food stalls in the shopping district in front of the station. What particularly caught his eye was the fragrant smell of burning sauce. It was the smell of takoyaki, which he had only eaten once before.

On a whim, the owner tossed some takoyaki to Koromaru while he was out walking, and they were the tastiest takoyaki he had ever tasted.

"Actually, octopus and squid are bad for dogs and cats. But look, ours doesn't have octopus in it."

The shopkeeper had said that, but Koromaru didn't really care. However, he felt bad that he had gotten into the habit of stopping around here, hoping that the shopkeeper would feed him just one more time.

Koromaru walked through the shopping district, trying to endure his hunger. Unfortunately, today, no one seemed interested in giving him food. The meals always provided by the new priest were not enough for Koromaru. He was a little tired today, so maybe it wouldn't be enough. Just when Koromaru was preparing to endure his hunger and go to sleep tonight...

"Hey, isn't this Koro-chan?"

A voice came from behind.

Wagging his tail, Koromaru ran towards the source of the voice. Except for his dead master, there was probably no one else Koromaru loved the most.

"Come on, don't hurry."

Saying this, the man took out a container from his pocket, placed it on the ground and opened it. Inside was some kind of stewed meat. He was often seen around the Iwatodai Shopping Arcade and Port Island, and at some point he began bringing food to Koromaru on a regular basis. He was a kind person, although he spoke rudely.

"Okay, that's good. Eat it."

As always, Koromaru dutifully barked a thank you and then began to eat the food that had been served to him. Koromaru didn't care much for the taste, but the meat was delicious. Not too strongly flavored, with just the right amount of texture, it was a world apart from the dog food served at shrines. As he ate, Koromaru thought, a lot had happened, but today had been a good day overall. Would tomorrow be a good day too? Either way, Koromaru would just live each day to the fullest, and his daily walk would likely continue unchanged. Protecting happiness that is within his reach is what was important to Koromaru, and this was certainly true for all living things.

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Tag List: @kerto-p

[cloysterbell]

This is probably a stupid question but do you have any Haven and Merlin fanfics that you particularly enjoy and might be able to recommend me...? 👀

BOY DO I

So I will caveat that these Haven recs are a lot fresher since I only got into the show last year. Most of my Merlin recs are a thousand years old since I haven't read anything new since probably 2016 but the old stuff is classic and still fucks despite its age. Also funnily enough, despite everything I still have the most Merlin bookmarks on AO3 over any other show

HAVEN:

The Void series by serendipityxii - to me this is how the show canonically ended

don't stop to think this through by gendernoncompliant - maybe my favorite Haven fic?? You will immediately see why if you read it

the only right i have wronged by gendernoncompliant - VERY interesting read! Love when actions have consequences! Also I do highly recommend most of gendernoncompliant's Haven fics, they're very good

The Accidental Threesome (Or, Five Times Duke Might’ve Date-Crashed, and One Time the Date Crashed Him) by jadzibelle - as a Duke stan I just think that

Emotional Motion Sickness by bellatemple - I really wish we'd gotten to explore the consequences of the finale a little bit more, especially if Duke had survived

Come See About Me by templemarker - absolutely insane about this one and again, you'll see why if you read it

Powerful (with a Little Bit of Tender) by polytropic - I don't remember the details about this one too well but I remember the concept was super interesting and well done

The Trouble with Fairytails by Kedreeva - not to be a furry but

and of COURSE I have to recommend Three Favorite Things and No one told me that there'd be a test (I never studied but I did my best) by multifandom-damnation because they were written for me and they rule!

MERLIN:

to the world that never let you be by imperialmint - oh my god. oh my god. maybe still one of my favorite fics of all time?

Down by the River by bleedforyou1 - wait no never mind THIS is my favorite fic of all time

Stars Above, Stones Below by Destina - I did reread this recently and it and its sequel still hold up

We Are All Diamonds by Footloose - listen. It's a strange concept but just go with it, it's one of the most beautifully written pieces of fiction because Footloose (also the famed author of the Shadowlord and Pirate King, which I never read) is a fandom classic

The Crown of the Summer Court by astolat - let Merlin be on equal footing with Arthur! It's what he deserves!

Hidden Light by Destina - I have this bookmarked as 'the fic with the lake' which is all you need to know

I'm Colourblind, Kid by brbsoulnomming - a fun little au where again, not to be a furry but

August by rageprufrock - it's what we should've gotten if canon wasn't determined to be mean to Arthur all the time

Leashed by riventhorn - 👀

Sense Memory by glim - soft!Arthur my absolute most beloved

and of course, I have to recommend The Student Prince by FayJay. I truly have no idea if you were to read this for the first time in 2024 if it's any good, but it's still very much considered to be one of the fandom classics so it's worth a try at the very least

Unfortunately with Merlin I don't really read that many modern!AUs but stick to mostly canon or canon!AU so I'm not much help if you do want more recent stuff. But I would also very much recommend checking out @dirtybookshelves (better on desktop than mobile)! It's a PHENOMENAL resource for Merlin fics and whoever ran this (I think it was emjayelle?) is a goddamn hero

[bisexualmcqueen]

Twerk I love your art so much, I missed it so much 😭😭!! You've progressed so much and I literally love all of the detail you put into your pieces like holy cow???

Also what drawing platform do you use, and do you still do art streams? (Because I'd love to come watch them again 🥹🫶)

HI STORMIEE

this is so nice im losing it 😭💖thakn you 🥺

i missed my cars art too fr, but i finally went on my inevitable furry art training arc 💪 i return rejuvenated!!

youre right, i looked back at some of my really old stuff recently and its crazy how far ive come. i always feel like i progress wayyyy slower than most artists (i am a hobbyist after all), so being able to finally see improvement with hindsight is such a gift. my only art goals are to be able to communicate my ideas in a way that makes me happy- any improvement is a very useful bonus XD. im very glad you agree, and even happier that you noticed.

oo!! software!! this is a good question, because it's changed since i was last drawing cars!! [still using a pc + my little 2009 wacom pentablet. im shocked it hasnt died yet.] i swapped over to Clip Studio Paint fulltime in 2022 [previously used SAI2]. i had a weird living situation for a while and had to use my ipad for a time, and i got soooo sick of the limitations of procreate that i swapped to CSP. i realized it was time to put on my big boy pants and dig in to learn more complicated software, and im very glad i took the time to do so. i wasnt able to draw nearly as much as id like in 2022-23, but in april-may 2024, i spent time reorganizing my CSP on my PC with custom brushes/materials/tool settings, a custom workflow, custom color palettes, custom hotkeys, and then training to relearn the muscle memory for efficient, uninterrupted work with the new setup. by july i was back to drawing comfortably. CSP has opened many doors for creative freedoms with its capabilities. i cannot recommend it enough. (also, ive gotten bigger on references. another pleasant inevitability.)

art streams! ...i actually havent done any in years, because of the aforementioned weird living situation. i totally fell out of the habit. i used to stream fairly regularly to twitch, picarto, and discord, but alas. (nowadays, once in a while ill sit in discord with a screenshare open, if my old CPU doesnt scream and wail at me too much and crash the stream that is. i could look into doing discord screenshares in the cars server again perhaps?)

thank you again for the kind words <3 !!

[thatbluepencilcrayon]

how are the cats going? also, how are you? hope you are well 💗

Well well well, if it ain’t one of the most amazing people I know!!

The cats are doing good, menaces as always but we love them<3 I know you didn’t ask about the dog but… he’s here too!!

Darling little girl! my sweetheart! the s’more of my heart! has recently started sneaking into my room to sleep on my homework!! I think she like the crinkle of the paper, little bugger. She has also recently moved her favourite napping spot from the bathroom floor to the new chairs! I assume she likes the cushions. (That’s where she’s sleeping in this photo!)

Goodest of boys! Fluffy little man! Snoring extraordinaire! I don’t think I’ve posted much of Monty, he doesn’t like photos(my phone usually captures him in low quality 😭😭) this is a rare good photo of him, and don’t let his cute little face fool you his tail is A-WAGGING!!! that thing should be classified as a weapon by now!! Haha. Still as cuddly and soft as ever though!

Menace. Agent of chaos. Stinky little lady. I love her to death, but she sat her stinky, furry, adorable,little behind on my face today so I’m holding a grudge. Little rascal. She still lives for cuddles but she has recently discovered that eating my food is, alas, something she can do. Woe is me, am I right?

Im doing alright, im sick and not really aloud to go to school (or anywhere really) doctors orders. “No strenuous activity at all” not anything new but y’know, so I’m online for now.

Onto some more lighted news, me and some old friends are starting a dnd campaign!! It’s fun so far, im playing a Druid! I’m a total noob though, LMAO🤣!!

How have you been? Anything fun? I remember you talking about that finance competition you did awhile back but I never saw the results of how that went, did you have a good time?

Sending you many many many hugs and well wishes Bee <3!! Thanks for checking in on us, means a lot <33!!!!

[valarioncy]

Ko-Fi, Commisions, and Debt! Oh My!

Hello Hollowers and non-Hollowers. I @ahyesthesufferingoftvteens (Cursi) am collaborating with Valarioncy on this post to deliver a message to those still following the both of us, and to those that may follow us in the future!.

We currently have a joint Ko-Fi Account and are accepting donations and commisions! access to our Ko-Fi is down below all the long-winded explanation! But first...

Who are you guys?

Cy - Heeeeeey, it's ya boi Cy. This here is my Tumblr account. I'm an artist and writer, autistic, asexual, and plural. I have interest in all kinds of media, animation in particular. Writing is my main passion in terms of what I like to do creatively, but I'm not very capable of doing writing commissions. Art commissions though, I'm able to do! Provided it doesn't involve designing; I'm not able to do that at this time, although I would like to in future. :0 (Seriously, go to Cursi for anything involving design!) I've been primarily doing artwork for the Hollow, which can be found on my Instagram, although I haven't been active there for a while. I also specialize in OCs and SFW furry art, plus animals of many kinds. My art style is very graphic-novel-esque, with a predominantly Canadian influence. (No, I am not nor have I ever been Canadian, I don't know how this happened.) Feel free to commission me; I'll specify exactly what I'm doing in one of the fine sections below! ^_^

Cursi - I'm the Cursed Hollower you all know and love! I'm ok with any pronouns and my gender is whatever pisses you off the most (Genderqueer)! While I'm not as much of an artist as Cy, I pride myself in my creative writing and character development/design! If you want to know how my writing is, I'd suggest looking into my latest fanfiction: Come Sweet Death, in The Hollow (Cartoon) Category on A03...don't look at anything else, it's severely outdated and absolute trash.

So what's the news, Cy and Co?

Me, Cursi, and Valarioncy are two creatives/artists that primarily create content for The Hollow, as most of you may know.

We also like to make original projects. I'm trying to whip up an original series based off of my The Hollow Magical Girl AU, and Cy has mutliple different projects. One particular series we're working on: Green's Academy, is being worked on by both of us plus a third party.

Unfortunetly, there's a problem that's been holding us back. At the current moment, me and Cy are couch-surfing and trying to look for jobs to sustain our needs and wants and, potentially, get ourselves our own abode! This is predictably difficult due to our neurodivergancies, but without the second problem we have, this isn't are main woes. We have food stamps, so we're not going hungry.

The other FAR BIGGER problem is that I, Cursi...am $1,600 in credit card debt, and I recently missed my payment this month because I have only ten bucks in my bank account to keep it alive.

How the heck did you gain so much debt?

Now you're probably wondering how on earth I GOT $1,600 dollars in credit card debt. To make a long story short:

I flew to Valarioncy's state to help them with their homelessness situation with a healthy sum of about 3,000 dollars.

One of the other friends we had with us turned out to be severely abusive and held us down from escaping such a horrible situation.

Now that that friend is gone, our other friend is in a group home, and me and Cy are slightly more stabilized, the damage left behind is severe...especially on my poor credit card that had to extend our unwanted motel stays.

Needless to say I'm an absolute mess over this. I don't like being in debt, at all. Cy is trying to calm me down but I'm clinging onto my sanity for dear life.

But yeah, because of this debt that affects both of us, considering we're basically family at this point, we need cash. And because it's hard to get a job, we aren't getting an influx of cash...you can probably see where this is going now.

I like your creative works! How can I help?

Well you're just in luck, buddy-o. Me and Cy have created a joint Ko-Fi Account! We're accepting commissions AND donations! Ain't that just great!

Hey Cy! Tell us about your commision prices! --------------------

Cy: Right now, I'm pretty much up to doing digital flat-colored/minimal shading busts and full-bodies with transparent backgrounds. I get busts done a whole lot faster than full-bodies but I'm capable of doing full-bodies so I'm gonna include them! Pretty much all I need is a good reference for the character. I can do human, animal, and furry, SFW only.

-------------------- Thank you Cy! Go ahead and personally DM Cy for a commision if you're interested!

As for me, I'm open to ghost-writing and lore-development for the small small price of...um...$3? maybe $5? I know Cy will get on me for potentially underselling myself but they do that to themselves. Hehe. (PLEASE PAY THEM MORE THAN 3 to 5 BUCKS!!!!!!! -Cy)

We're also accepting donations. Any amount would be of great help! Even just $1 will make our day, seriously. $1 is more than we normally get nowadays!

Of course, if you can't donate, that's totally fine! Please spread the word and reblog this post and the many posts me and Cy make! You can pay us with some good classic feedback-dopamine!

One Last Link to our Ko-Fi!

Thank you for listening! Thanks for the support!