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[cosmoknightchaos]

The Religious Trauma Squad is unleashed inside of a shopping mall what do they do.

OMG I GET TO TALK ABOUT RTS.......

So for sake of plot convenience we're going to say Hallownest is located in the Midwest because. Because I don't know any other brands

Marion would be the one to drag them there. Neither Gospel nor Edge would want to be there- Gospel actually does, but doesn't want Edge to be unhappy, so she pretends she doesn't. Edge does not want to go. At all.

Once they actually get there, Edge would immediately raid the food court and stay there the rest of the time, absolutely refusing to leave... Until the other two are out of sight. Gospel and Marion would go shopping. Marion drags her around to a bunch of shops, mostly fashion spots. He's more fast-paced than Gospel likes, so she doesn't get much time to look at things (Malls would be a lovely source of stimulation for Marion, so he's very energetic and easily distracted in one), but if she were left alone she'd get lost very quickly.

Mariom would hit up Aerie, Garage, Pacsun, Hot Topic (unironically), and American Eagle for clothes. He wouldn't buy too much (by his standards) but would leave with at least three new outfits. He'd buy something from Hot Topic just to make fun of Edge. Unfortunately Gospel would get bored halfway through the shopping and find a Lego store and Marion would leave her there. She'd entertain herself with whatever displays and interactive/example sets they have.

Marion would finish up his clothes shopping and head to Bath n Bodyworks for candles, perfume, scrubs, the likes. Once that's all done, he'd find Gospel, buy her a small Lego set, and bring her to Sephora, so the two can check out some makeup. This is the only part of shopping with Marion that Gospel fully enjoys. Marion has an immaculate sense for what shades look good on anybody, and Gospel is no exception.

Edge, meanwhile, waited until Marion and Gospel were long gone before leaving the food court. They would wander around a bit, not really entering any shops but certainly observing. I fully believe he would end up in a Claire's and get earrings there. After that, they would wander until they found a bookstore.

Marion and Gospel would find Edge at said bookstore (Gospel asked to go there). Marion would make fun of Edge being in a bookstore despite having poor literacy skills, then skitter off to find a history book he can make mock. Gospel would find a fiction/fantasy novel, and Marion would read to Edge tidbits of a Hallownest history and/or mythology book and the two would make fun of the innacuracies. Perks of being a cultist and a literal god include perfect historical knowledge. In a perfect world, Edge would buy a book for honorary RTS member Lokki, who's far too antisocial to go shopping with the crew but appreciates a gift.

The three would get lunch/some sort of food and then head out. Gospel would begin working on her Lego set the moment they get back to camp, and Edge would nearly stab Marion for buying them stuff from Hot Topic.

[heaartzzforcupidzz]

Hi, this is my first time requesting, and I had an idea. Could you do a reader x dogday x catnap where the reader used to live with catnap and dogday when they were human, but when they mysteriously disappeared, they escaped from play co but came back years later to find out what happened to them. Please and thank you also sorry if this is a lot.

I hope this satisfies you, love.

“You’re back..?”

Relationship(s): catnap x player!reader x Dogday 🔞

Warning(s): angst, fluff, smut (in that order.)

your fingers grazed the cement, it had dried blood stains on it , here and there. you see the toys took in consideration how you taught them how to clean up thoroughly. all the blood from “The Hour Of Joy” was almost all cleaned up. it was a miracle you decided to escape before that day but you doubt that Catnap and Dogday would have let you die.

you finally came to the playcare, where you had been assigned to work your first day. you smiled softly, remembering the events of that day. you had been assigned to be either catnaps helper or Dogdays. but you being you, you asked for them both and the higher ups didn’t see why not? You’d help them with the kids, you’d help them with cooking, you’d help bathe them, and anything else they wanted you to do. Dogday warmed up to you from the moment you arrived. it took catnap atleast 9 months to get used to you and even begin to talk to you. when he’d be taped by the higher ups, you usually had to be in the room for him to even say anything else besides about “his savior, the prototype.” experiment 1006, you believe.

you had made it to this jail like place. it looked disgusting. the jail cells bars were rusty and had dried blood. Some cell doors on the ground. you came across one cell and your heart stopped. Dogday. Dogday was.. alive? and where was his legs? your body reacted before you could think and you unlocked him from his shackles. you hurriedly carried him away while the critters were just now noticing he was gone when one came for a quick “snack”. you made your way through the tunnels and made your way to the old operation room. Dogday had been out cold as you laid him down on the desk and began to work.

Dogday opened his eyes, finding his spare legs attached to his body. he looked around, his head still abit woozy. he sat up and sighed, happily. his eyes locked on you, taking off your bloodied gloves. if he wasn’t so damn happy right now, he’d cry. he got up and hugged you, wrapping his hands around your waist, his tail wagging. “Angel!”

Dogday had slowly but surely cried into your chest as you gently pet him. he hadn’t seen you since a couple days before “The Hour Of Joy.” He thought you had.. no he wouldn’t think it again. he looked up at you with tears and his nose running. he sniffed and sat up “you’re back?.. this isn’t a bad dream, is it?” You shook your head as Dogday smiled at you. he kissed you sweetly before pulling you into a monster sized hug. “I missed you, Angel.”

you two had begun to walk around the complex. you had a moment of weakness and whispered to Dogday, “where’s catnap? is he safe?” Dogday only looked at you before he took a hardened breath. “that.. thing is not catnap.” You didn’t quite understand but you figured it was a hard subject and didn’t ask anymore. you wish you did though, when you saw him.

“D—Dogday, who is that?” you asked as you had begun to back away. Dogday reacted before he said anything and he grabbed you, running as fast as he could with his new found legs. He had you over his shoulder as you watched catnap chase after you two. he looked sick, evil, and .. shocked? you guys had ended up in a dead end and he had you both cornered.

Catnap had circled around you both for about 8 minutes, you’d say before he came closer to you. Dogday had protectively pulled you behind him. Catnap looks at him and with one quick swipe , he threw Dogday into the wall. leaving you open prey. you waited for impact, only to find the cat staring at you. you could swear his eyes started to soften and his eyes began to drip tears. you knew he missed you , you left and escapes without the two knowing and then “The Hour Of Joy” happened. you came closer, cautiously. you put your hands on his face and gently rubbed back and forth (he was leaning down). he let out soft purrs, seemingly relaxing for the first time since that day.

Catnap had gone back to his “bigger body” form much like Dogday. He had apologized to Dogday as you had forced him to. Dogday said it would take time but they would get there, eventually. you all sat and conversated, mainly you telling about your life. before long, you were against the wall. Catnap kissing your lips, his tongue slimy and down your throat as Dogday finger fucked you open. he knew they were both too big for you, but you wanted to try so.. no harm there, right?

Dogday held your legs open as catnap thrusted into your tight heat brutally. feeling how your hot velvety walls clinged at his lengthy cock when he tried to pull out. “good fuckin’ girl.. so wet f’me.” Catnaps words slurred as he pushed abit more inside. he looked down at you, seeing your face contorted in both pleasure and some pain. he waited for a moment more before he picked up his brutal assault on your pretty pussy. Dogday whispered sweet words to you as he brushed the tears off your face. soon enough, catnap came inside you, thrusting one more time to push his cum deeper. you let out a pleasured whimper as your head fell back. Dogday smiles as he kisses your lips, waiting for catnap to pull out completely.

Dogday kissed the inner parts of your thighs. he then reached your heat and took in the sight. your clit swollen, pussy convulsing around nothing, and the pink look it had. Dogday chuckled as he placed butterfly kisses to your clit. catnap held you down as Dogday teased you. he eventually wrapped his own hands around your thighs. his tongue came out hot, heavy, and moist. you couldn’t help the moan that escaped your throat. he fucked his tongue into you, ruthlessly. he ate you liked he’d been starved for years and he couldn’t live without the taste. he was humping his cock against the dead plush pathetically, as you could see the pre-cum gushing out his discolored tip. catnap watched the scene unfold, stroking his own cock as he watched.

soon enough, Dogday was fucking into you like a mad dog. his balls heavy with unshed cum that he just wanted to dump into you. make sure you have his pups, not any kittens. Dogday growled as he bit the side of your neck, not enough to hurt, but to leave a mark as he thrusted a few more times pumping his love into you. catnap had been stroking himself to the pace Dogday had set and he had came on your face and hair as soon as Dogday did. you? well, you had came a total of 4 times and this was just their seconds. you sighed as you watched them switch positions again, catnap opening your leg to show your pretty glistening hole.

A/N: hi! Sorry this took so long. I hope this was good! if you wanna be tagged when I post, just let me know! also for the others that requested, I promise I’m working on it.

TAGS: @2faced-fairy

[donutz]

Hii I wanted to ask you if you can make a yandere smiling critters x shy female smiling critter cat reader?

I love how you write, good job! If you can't place the order, I will understand💕

Sorry if I wrote something wrong, English is not my first language.😭

I'll do your request, just might take a while! Also, thank you ^_^! Your English is just fine :)

Yandere Smiling Critters x shy female Smiling Critters cat reader

Honk shoooo..

Honk shoooooo……

Honk— “Kitty! It's time ta wake up!!” Kickin said, hey, you can't sleep for too long, you have to deal with the kids. You almost flinched from Kickin's loud approach. You were slowly waking up, fastly blinking and then looking like you'll go to sleep again. “C'mon!!” He put his wing on your face.

“Kickin, I'm awake. Please.” You whisper. Gently putting your paw on his wing. He raised his eyebrows a bit from that. He smiled, and took your paw with both of his wings, softly yanking you so you can get up quicker.

You were a little sloppy, so you stood up (while sitting) and lazily leaned on Kickin. “Oof– ... At least you're up…”

The other critters were all discussing today's activity while you were (kind of) cuddling with Kickin. 

Bobby Bearhug came up to you and started cuddling with you. Now having two Smiling Critters on both of your sides!

“So, whaddya think Kitty?!” Dogday said, catching your attention. You were still tired and not processing things, so you have no idea what he meant.

“... Huh?” The critters started laughing from your oblivious sound. Dogday was laughing too, “I mean— heh, I mean what do you think about t-today’s activity..?” You were much more awake for what he said, “Oh um. I— I think it’s nice…” You muttered.

“Great!”

The children were all awake, happy(most of them) and bright(mostly). You were stepping out of the critters’ room, while holding paws with Bobby as she was explaining the main activity.

“So, do you have it now?” She asked you, thankfully you were actually paying attention this time.

“Um. Yea..” You whispered. You weren’t much of a talkative one, but that’s okay.

Some would say you were like Craftycorn, but more shy. You try to ignore those comparisons. The kids were eating their breakfast, and Bobby was still next to you.

You had to watch the kids, because just in case a kid was choking, you needed to get them to not choke. The other critters would handle the other kids and calm them down. The other critters mostly being Dogday and Bobby.

While Bobby was sitting right next to you, holding your paw, just talking about what it was like dealing with the children's emotions, while her head was on your shoulder.

A few feet away, there were some jealous critters looking at you two. “I wanna hold Kitty’s paw…” Picky said. “Me too..” Kickin added.

Dogday saw their envious mood and went over to them. “It’s okay guys, there’s no need to be jealous!” He looked over at you two.

Yea he sees no reason to be jealous. This is because he is an adult! Well it was a headcanon, and to be honest with you, it seems like a really good headcanon. Basically he was an employee at Playtime co.

And to be honest with you, AGAIN, a grown adult being jealous over two kids being kids, is VERY strange ^_^. Anywho, back to the story (⌒‿⌒)

Dogday didn’t get it! He doesn’t understand. (NO SHAME FOR MY BABY!!!!!)

The kids were done eating, and now they all were doing the activity. If you were wondering what this mystery activity is, it’s about sleep and rest.

The kids thought it was going to be boring, who wants to talk about sleeping?? But the critters wanted to talk about how good it is to get some shut eye after a long day of being awake.

Maybe it could also help Catnap with the kids falling asleep.

All the Smiling Critters were grouped together, doing actions and spouting words on why sleep is good for you.

“See?! Kickin here is all tired and sleepy (he was doing an action to represent it), not able to really do anything!”

“It is also not good for your health!”

“But Catnap is all nice and rested! Being able to walk, talk, and color while being fully awake.”

“Not getting enough sleep isn’t good for anybody! Not adults, little kids like you guys, or even teens! If you get the sleep required, you’re able to get work done quicker, be able to color, and many activities can be done!”

“Even fun activities! Drawing, doing sports, playing games, all of those things can be done in a more fun way, just by getting a few hours of sleep!”

Bubba was able to communicate with the children in a more interesting way, not a lot of them were bored from his statements. 

“Any questions?” Bubba asked, some kids raised their hands, showing their curiosity about sleep.

“What happens if I don’t sleep?”

“Well… If you don’t sleep, your body can’t operate very well. It’s like your bed is the charger, and you need that charger in order to get through the day! Some say.. If you don’t get sleep for too long, your brain.. Can eat itself!!!” He said, getting the kids all hyped up.

“Well I guess I should get some sleep!!” One kid said.

“Yea! I don't want my brain to eat itself!!” Another wailed.

“Mhm! And so you can learn about it, if you want to, I have a word search!”

The children started grabbing the papers, wanting to know some words about sleep.

“I also have something you could decode! For the kids who want to challenge their brain!”

The kids were all doing something, word searches, talking to the critters to get more facts about rest, decoding, at least an activity that can distract them.

You and Catnap were walking around, helping any of the kids, and also calming them down if they got frustrated.

You two were just being cuddly kitties.

You were pretty sure the other critters(minus Dogday) were holding back from just cuddling up to you too.

Apparently they had to help with the kids….

[hiwelcometothemonstersancturary]

How is Angel’s parents/family getting along with their newly adopted kids and “husband”

Angel's parents are going to LOVE the newfound family of +80 toys! I'm working on a small comic to show how their first meeting went before I write it post-factory arc, but although confused and extremely worried for Angel's one week dissapearance and experiences inside PlayCo, their family is, ultimately, extremely supportive of them. Angel really is their mother's kid, because Mrs. Oliveira is instantly head over heels for her surprise grandkids. Angel's dad is almost collapsing, and their brother is Very Confused. Sister-in-law is already reaching the #1 aunt spot, she's wasting no time.

The human family will be extremely helpful for Angel, helping them house hunt and get enough supplies and groceries for ALL the kiddos. They'll also babysit the kids for when Angel is away helping the Smiling Critters in the hospital, or having to run in order to talk to their lawyers and what to do against what remains of PlayCo. When Angel and the kids move to the farm house, they're there to help, and when they get better homes thanks to Angel's money, it's the toys' turn to help. I think they end up being a very close family, despite the initial distrust from the toys!

Now, for their reaction to the Prototype...

Angel's mother, Marlene, got herself mentally prepared when Angel told her about how there was one final experiment for her to meet. "He looks like an actual horror movie monster, mom. He isn't like Marie or Oskar". Marlene listened closely, and, when Prototype stepped out of his hut to say hi and introduce himself, she somehow managed to not stumble her words or look weirded out. Angel and her really are alike.

Angel's father, Roger, was way more prepared than when he first saw the toys. However, what he was expecting was for Prototype to be at least humanoid, not that centipede-looking thing. He could not look even more weirded out than he was, but he was still very nice to him, and probably asked a lot of questions before Angel told him to calm down a bit.

Angel's brother, Miguel, was a bit quiet the whole time, letting their mom do the talking and nodding along. Internally he's just "yeah, I thought he would look worse than that, but oh my God he looks this close to collapsing". Introduces himself before telling Prototype he better help Angel with the kids. Miguel can't do shit against him but he gotta protect his big sibling! Somehow!

Angel's sister-in-law and Miguel's wife, Amy, was lowkey a bit heartbroken as she thought about all the horrible things PlayCo. must have done to their first EVER succesfull experiment. She's a bit sensitive over the idea, having heard firsthand from the toys what living there was like, and gently slaps her husband's back so he can shut up. "Please ignore him, I'm very sure you are doing your best in there, you look very tired! I-I MEAN, you must be, of course you must, you-" and she goes on a rant before Miguel calms her down.

Eventually, they all get along just fine with Proto! They all have different reactions when they find out he was originally Elliot Ludwig, and as the years go by they just see him as another member of the giant household. Angel's brother, however, knows from a mile away a QPR is on the making just from the way Angel treats Prototype/Elliot. When Angel tells him about it he's just "well, took you long enough!". Angel is offended (affectionate). Amy is SO happy for them, also probably knew it since Miguel told her (he tells everything to her). Angel's dad is just "oh thank goodness you didn't get a weirder partner, I was worried someone would try murdering you for the money". Marlene was going to reprimand him but she's thinking the same.

However, when Angel and Elliot DO decide to get married on paper, Angel. Straight up forget to tell Miguel and Amy about it for a whole MONTH before dropping the info, thinking they already knew about it, before being bombarded with questions.

"Well, that's on YOU for forgetting to tell me you and Amy got engaged, Miguel!"

"TWO DAYS. I FORGOT FOR TWO DAYS".

"AND EVERYONE IN THE FAMILY KNEW. I TAUGHT YOU HOW TO FIGHT AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME?"

"YOU FORGOT TO TELL ME FOR A MONTH! DO MOM AND DAD EVEN KNOW ABOUT IT?"

Angel pauses, trying to remember. Miguel is in shambles, Amy is trying not to laugh at how stupid this whole situation is. "I think I did".

Miguel looks up.

"You. THINK. You told our parents. About the fact that you are going to be LEGALLY MARRIED FOR THE FIRST TIME IN YOUR LIFE?"

"YOU FORGOT TO TELL THEM YOU EVEN HAD A GIRLFRIEND".

"I DID NOT FORGET, IT WAS A STRATEGY TO AVOID MY OWN EMBARASSMENT IN CASE SHE GAVE UP ON ME".

Angel points at Amy: "As we can see, that was for fucking nothing".

The sibling fight continues.

[polluxstarshine]

Smiling Critters Dates ( Head canon ) Part I.

It's obvious who's my favorite one 🧍‍♀️....

DOGDAY ( 🐶☀️ )

- He plans the dates, every time. At points where you now try to plan them but he always beats you to it

- But today, you managed to beat him, you my dear reader, and had managed to finally plan a date! ( He was shocked )

- It was a simple date, a picnic date where you brought a frisbee and teenies ball. You see, Dogday likes to play fetch. So you brought them

- He was happy as well. You managed to plan a date before him AND play fetch with him!

- Rest of the day, you both spent it by playlist fetch, laughing, talking, and eating. At the end of the day, he took you to his place. At first you didn't know why... But you weren't complaining because the both of you ended up cuddling " As a reward for beating me to plan a date " he said.

- Honestly, all in all, the date went great! And now you both are just cuddling. Yay!!

As the Dog and the Sheep made their way to the dogs house, the dog pauses “ Hey, (name) ” He said the sheep's name, who turns to look at him “ Yes Dogday? ” They asked with a small smile. Dogday smiles back before hugging them, they chuckle as they return the hug back “ Thank you, for everything. ” He mutters “ Any time, Sun. ”

CATNAP ( 🐱🌙 )

- You plan the dates :3

- You planned on sleeping dates, it would be planned in your house. You had set everything up in there ( Like changing the bedsheets and blankets, to leaving the aircon on so it would be nice and cold )

- You think he loves it, which is bonus points for you, the real points is when the both of you got comfy in bed and you pet his head, and he begins to purr, that's the best.

- The rest of the day you spent it sleeping and reading stories with or for him. You didn't mind it though it was the best.

- The date went lovely... The question is... How are you doing to make him leave the comfortable bed of yours?

- Here's your answer, you can't.

“ Catnapp ” The sheep wines as they try to get their partner off them “ I need to get up ” They tried to reason, the only response to that was purring. After a few minutes they gave up with a defeated sigh “ fine... ” They mutter, Catnap chuckles in victory.

BOBBY BEARHUG ( 🐻 ♥️ )

- The both of you take turns making dates

- Today, it was your turn. And you planned to go on those swan boats! She loved it, kissing you all over your face before giving you her best bear hugs!

- The both of you pedaled around the lake taking in the scene and taking pictures ( mostly of you because you are the scene ✨ )  and asking questions, some personal, some silly.

- The rest of the day you both pedaled around the lake, went out for ice cream afterwards and got to know each other more than before!

- The date was the best and the most lovely, you were the one who brought her to her home. You had dinner in her place :3

“ Let's do that again another time! ” The bear suggested, placing the plates in front of the sheep, who giggled in response “ Sure! I don't mind ” She gave them her best bear hug after that.

HOPPY HOPSCOTCH ( 🐇🥮 )

- You plan the date, because they kept planning it.

- Today, the both of you gone to your house. Reason why? " My house is the closest to the sky " you said, this left them confused. Until they finally got to your house and saw the telescope. They were jumping up and down in joy!

- You taught them about the planets and stars that day, the facts and stories behind them. I'm pretty sure the both of you just read and told each other the things you knew about the moon.. it was nice though!!

- They didn't go back home because it was already dark. So they stayed with you in your room until the morning. You both ended up staying up until 3 am ( 💀 )

- You both had dinner and ate moon cakes! ( Made by you obviously. )

“ Thank you for telling me about the moon, (name)! ” Hoppy said as they held the sheep's hooves “ Haha, anything for my moon lover. ” The sheep teased before placing a kiss on the rabbits cheek, their grin widens “ One day, I'll bring you to the moon with me ” “ I can imagine that. ”

[balkanradfem]

I have been following your blog for a long time... you're one of my favorite people on this site. I have been picking a handful of raspberries on my way to work (the bushes are on public land) for weeks, and every time I do I think of you. I don't mean this in a parasocial way, i know i don't know you and you don't know me, but it is nice to think that here i am, a lesbian scavenging and enjoying nature, and across an ocean there is another lesbian feeling the same way.

There is a possibility that I will be moving in a few months to somewhere with a yard, and if that happens I will rewild the lawn and plant a garden and you are like 50% of the reason why. :)

I have read your reply about why you don't want to monetize your blog. I understand deeply. I am also disturbed by people who think like your father did, and I at least have never had to live with them. You have my full sympathies.

However, i would ask that you consider it regardless; or, please consider what it is like from my perspective, even if you ultimately disagree. I enjoy hearing from you and all these stories of your life. I wish you well. It does not feel like a debt to me. I do not put a price on anything you post. It is like this; I feel that, even without knowing it, you have been very nice to me. It inspires a fellow-feeling in me. But you are very far away. I cannot offer to help with your garden. I cannot gift you homemade food. I could, however, send you money.

For me, and i suspect many others in your inbox, the money is not the point. It is a substitute. We cannot give you a new plant or a handful of raspberries, but we could give you the means to buy what you can't scavenge. I do not want you to feel indebted, or like tumblr has become a job, or anything like that. And of course only you know what is best for you. But please consider enabling donations, even only very humble donations. I think I speak for more than just myself when I say that to us it would be like a "buy me a coffee :)" button like creatives use sometimes. I would like to buy you a coffee.

Raspberries! Those are wonderful to pick on your way to work, I'm honoured you'd think of me. I am mostly finding blackberries but I love raspberries.

When you get to rewild the yard please post pictures and just randomly tag me so I can see!! I love wild yards and all of the bees and ladybugs and small birds and critters will be so happy, they'll visit your yard and give enrichment to your life.

Thank you for explaining your perspective to me, you're incredibly sweet and it gives me heart to know that women out there are having a positive effect from my blogging, and you're all incredibly sweet wanting to help me out or give me things. I'm allergic to money but I'm already getting what I want - engagement, getting to talk to other women, getting very valuable information from women smarter than me, having people write little comments and send me adorable messages. Could anyone even ask for more? This message means a lot to me!

I'll stop complaining, I realize I've made people worried for me, and that was not my intent, I always think I am sooo funny when I complain about stuff xD and can't resist it. I'll think of other ways to be fun!

[factual-fantasy]

22 asks, Happy new years!! :DD🎉🎉

:DD That's Kwazii! Thank you! I'm so glad you like my redesigns for all of them! :}}}

Yesn't! Kwazii isn't Calico Jack's son- he's his grandson- but Kwazii is part Calico, part orange tabby! :}}

Why thank you! :DD

@tallchest13-blog

SWORD BUDDIES YEEEAAAHH!!

Well Bibi cant say no to some cookies! XXDD

(Also thank you! I'm glad you like him! :}}} )

@elegysonnet

YAAAAAS I LOVE THE MAKING JEVIL EAT AND ASGORE/GRILLBY BEING DAD--

Although I don't know exactly how she would lose her AU.. Grillby and River lost their au becuase of a choice being undone. Think of it like this,

I was thinking that Grillby and Rivers timelines were the result of a humans (likely a Frisk's) decision. Then a reset was done and that decisions was changed. The thing that created that branching timeline was undone. Effectively erasing the timeline and everyone in it..

Because Frisk is the one with the resetting power.. how can her timeline be erased? If she's the one undoing things? The timeline just follows her path.. And since I don't want any of those world destroying sans' around, Like Error and nightmare.. I'm still thinking of ways that she could be left stranded.. :/

All of this said, its a little more complicated then that but that's a simple way to put it-

Because my AU had already been fully re-written before the DLC came out. And she wasn't written into it :/ nor do I want to add her- she is a lore screw up n' a half- XDD

Oh? You made a comic? :00 Neat! :DD

The 1-ups grew out of what now-

(Also thank you! :DD And although I didn't intend for the 1-UPs to grow out of bodies.. it is an interesting/terrifying thought! :D

@2006-stupid-thatsme

Thank you so much! :DD As for facts about my little OCs.. hmm.. trying to remember <XD

Well I know that Bibi's favorite flavor of cake is Vanilla, (same dude)..

And uhh.....

..huh, my memory isn't doing me many favors today. That's about all I can remember- <XDD so sorry!

NOOOO! ANYTHING BUT THAT! XDD

Also thank you! :DD I'm glad it does! :}}

XD No, I would just knock his hat off if I did

WAAAAAAAHAGG THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!! 💖😭😭💖💖💖

Also! I think you're talking about this comic I made!(?) If so, you can find all the stuff about them under the "deltarune" tag on my blog :00

As for Bibi and my other critters, I'm glad you like them! You can find all of their stuff under either "bibi" or "factual fam" ..Man I really need to make a master post for them-

No no, I just Googled "marsh rabbit" and drew what I saw :0

Yes exactly! I believe that's the idea! :00

@beryl-shade

XD Whelp Caine is dead-

@the-cactus-taco

(ALSO WAAAAHG THANK YOU!! :DD)

@graycoin

AWE! Thank you so much!! :DD

Aww! Luigi was getting anxious while training with the ice power so Mario got some fire power and gave him a hug 🥺💖

:DDD Thank you so much!! :}}}

[hers-underwraps]

*sniff* your blog..it's lovely..

opinion on the vegimals, my liege?

(octonauts was my one of my favorite childhood shows i'm so happy :)

Aw man, thank you it makes me so happy when people like my stuff!

Anyways, I know I haven’t talked about them much on here but I love the Vegimals

They are so cute, they all have their own little personality’s and they always make me smile

My personal favourites are Grouber (I love his voice and he’s such a big-back he’s literally me) and Tominnow (cause she’s a cutie patootie and her voice is so sweet)

I also like how they also have their own little goofy way of doing things, it makes me giggle.

Also their interactions with the rest of the crew are so wholesome.

Or sometimes they are so unhinged and honestly I live for that. I also adore how they idolise the rest of the crew and try to copy their mannerisms, it’s real heart melting stuff.

ALSO, I love how they are like the crew’s children ESPECIALLY shellington’s.

He loves his little critters, he’s such a father, he would kill for his children

So the final verdict?

Yeah I love them 10/10 would die for them

Thanks for the ask! 🫶

[ccycloneblogging]

I keep forgetting to ask my questions now is the present I guess-

Well 1, love your work! This AU is so cute and full of potential trauma it makes my mind flow with ideas... one of them being REALLY trauma heavy that has me in a vice grip rn...

So anyways- your post where you showed how in your AU catnap removed dogdays legs... were the murders of the hour in the same way? Because I just- Imagining Catnap dropping an anvil on some poor soul and them getting crushed slowly after the initial impact while catnap watches in apathy- has not left my mind. It's just Saw death traps at that point.

And about the whole "Going back to the cartoon" thing catnap wanted... would that not be suicide? A fully fledged, free thinking being going back to being with a world bound by a script and it's existence only continues if it's makers wish for it seem like killing yourself with extra steps. Again- this Au has so much Trauma potential I just HMMMMMMMMMMM-

And Oc's... well who do you want to hear about? I got a few lying around... well only 2 poppy playtime ones at the moment (and like one is kinda hard coded for another AU)... not to mention all the ones I have not drawn up yet that lie within my mind.

I would not mind another reason for William posting- but I'll let you choose!

Thanks, man! :D

You have no idea how much I've had to edit the scripts and drawings I make for the blog, because I go too dark too quickly for this toon AU.

I'm gonna go on a long ramble. Bear with me.

Like - there's this one script I still need to rewrite. But the premise is that Angel and DogDay are in Home Sweet Home, striking up a conversation - though Angel is injured.

Angel: ...Do you ever just... Stop? *[Angel eyes DD, as DD is in the process of sniffing like an actual dog, walking along the walls]* DD: What do you mean? *[He pauses to look at them, his tail wagging]* Angel: This. *[They gesture to his whole self, which causes him to finally fall on to the ground with a yip]* Angel: We're being hunted by a monster, close to death, and you're acting all... *Looney*. DD: That's what I do, Angel. I was brought here to make people feel happy. Safe. *[His tail begins to wag again as he makes his way to Angel]* Angel: Great. *[Unamused]* At least we'll die laughing. DD: You know, laughter is stronger than you'd think. *[A little "Uh-huh" from Angel.]* No matter how bad things get, you just have to laugh! Even if you feel like you've lost all hope, unsure about tomorrow... Not knowing what you did wrong, wondering how the world collapsed around you... *[DD grabs on to an ear, his smile turning more upsetting. The background getting darker. Maybe emphasize some of the in game model]* DD: Knowing that deep down, it's your fault for their deaths and already missing your chains because you deserve them --- *[He immediately switches back, sunshine and smiles]* DD: A laugh can chase away the gloom! Angel: *[Disturbed]* ...You want to talk about it, Pup?

So, they're all thoroughly traumatized, that's for sure!

I plan on drawing a comic that takes place during the Hour Of Joy, but yes. CatNap has killed some humans with falling anvils, endless pits, trapping them in repeating hallways until they go insane. Humans cannot survive the same punishment a toon takes, you know. >u>

But you know, he's not entirely heartless. Just angy. A poor lil meow meow

Oh, it's just CatNap being unable to cope, being ripped out of his comfort zone and never being able to adjust with the horrible things going on in Playcare. Though the Critters in this AU are not the same as the In-Game Bigger Bodies, there's still been human experiments. CatNap would much rather take scripts and limited freedom over what he was given... You are right though. That is one of the themes I wanted to try and hit with him. Especially if I follow through with an ending of Angel adopting the Critters. Then the aftermath of the trauma can really sink in.

My man, pal, friend.

I love OCs. The floor is yours. Send 'em in!

[i-got-poisenality]

i'd love to hear some assorted Crutchie headcanons if you have them, I am collecting them like shiny rocks :)

thank you for the ask!! and now i shall go feral beast mode because I ABSOLUTELY LOVE CRUTCHIE, HES MY DREAM ROLE AND I PICKED MY NAME BASED OFF OF HIS IN THE JR VERSION!!! and this is mostly for livesies bc he’s more of a major character there

Crutchie is transmasc, asexual, and homoromantic

bridging off of the trans thing, he wears a lot of layers to hide the fact that he is not cis (totally not projecting on that one hahaaaaa)

this man is NOT neurotypical

also he really likes animal crackers

also he’s super casual about any health issues and does not like getting babied(as in he absolutely hates it and steams with rage when people baby him)

his favorite color is 💛yellow💛

this one is really specific but he has freckles on the bridge of his nose

he has called Miss Medda mom on multiple occasions, he eventually just started calling her “Mama Medda” (and Miss Medda’s heart completely melted)

he also always gets Mama Medda flowers for mother’s day, they may or may not be taken from central park

he gives the absolute best hugs and is the best at comforting people

he is the definition of the terms “walk softly but carry a big stick” and “do no harm, take no shit” as he doesn’t like causing problems or starting fights, but he has nearly broken people’s knees by wailing on them with his crutch to defend others

yeah, he’s a lover, not a fighter, but that doesn’t mean he won’t fight if he has to

animals love him and he loves animals, he is physically incapable of walking past a dog(or cat, or horse, or bug, or spider) on the street without petting it

branching off of this, he has brought SO MANY LITTLE CRITTERS BACK TO THE LODGING HOUSE (one time he brought a spider and that was the exact day Jack decided he was sleeping outside full time because the spider escaped and they never found it)

in the summertime, he likes sitting outside in the rain(if it’s light enough, that is) because he finds it really refreshing (it scares the heck out of everyone who cares about him because they’re worried he’ll get sick (this drives him a little bit crazy))

he loves hugs, like, adores them. giving, receiving, just seeing people happy when they get hugs, the warm and fuzzy feeling of them

Davey taught him about flower language(i hc that Davey likes flower language) and now he loves leaving little flowers with hidden meanings around for his friends

he just generally likes getting little gifts for his friends (even if some of them are just small fragments of metal he found on the ground or neat rocks)

very sentimental boy <3

he’s kinda bad at math so Elmer has to help him with it sometimes

still has some ptsd from The Refuge and this tends to mostly show up in nightmares, getting really scared/upset when people yell(especially if it’s at him and ESPECIALLY ESPECIALLY if it’s an older man bc that reminds him of Snyder), having panic attacks when passing by the building that used to be The Refuge, and windows with bars over them(that last one is more specifically for 92’sies bc of how The Refuge was)

on a lighter note, he loves his friends/found family/just about everyone more than most people even thought was possible

and if he ever got the chance to ride one, he’d absolutely adore ferris wheels

i know the crutchtrack shippers are few and far between BUT I AM ONE OF THEM SO HERES THE CRUTCHIE SIDE OF THAT

he was the most adorably awkward, painfully obvious, and painfully oblivious goober

it took MONTHS for both Race and Crutchie to actually realize the other was into them

Crutchie ended up actually confessing through a letter that he shoved in Races hands before skedaddling as fast as possible

once they do get together, they’re both absolute cuddle monsters

Crutchie still gets SO UNBELIEVABLY FLUSTERED every time Race flirts with him

that’s it for now, I WILL ABSOLUTELY TALK MORE ABOUT CRUTCHTRACK IF YOUSE WANT, but yes thank you so much for letting me rant about my favorite boy and sorry that this got sorta long <3

[suncatstudiosyt]

So recently (like in the last hourish) I guess I got into a "fight" with someone on Twitter and they called me a pedo (idk why but don't go looking for anyone and spread more hate that's not how you fix anything)

I want to say here that it was because of something with the smiling critters and this person getting mad at me for viewing them as adults to young adults (again don't send hate that's not how you fix problems)

(I also want to make it VERY clear! people who are pedos are NOT welcome here and if I find out someone is I will be blocking and reporting them)

so anyway, I wanted to come on here and maybe clear some things up, yes I see the Cartoon and Monster versions of them as adults, NO I do not romantically ship the Monster versions (I see them in my Au as nothing more than close friends) as for the Toon versions, I'm mixed on it kinda? again I see them as adults but I would never make any adult content images of them as I want this to be a safer space for a younger audience, idk but if you don't like how I see them please tell me why and I will try my best to go further into detail on it all.

But, with the amount of hate that seems to be surrounding this community lately it has been incredibly uninviting and unmotivating so I think I'm going to put the Smiling critters art on hold until I get more motivated and see less hate coming from this community, I'm happy everyone has enjoyed my art of them all and I still love these characters but I think I'm going to be switching up the art that I'm making, sorry to all the people who haven't gotten their questions done for Ask Catnap but that will be (temporally?) ending, again thanks for the support with all of my art its been great guys!❤️️

(please if you have an issue with me, lets talk about it I would rather not make anymore people angry or upset with me)

[i-read-and-write-barely]

Ethan (Pan) meeting and falling in love with a fellow cat lover.

a/n: I don’t think there’s any warnings? I wrote this entirely on a whim, Ethan’s a little ooc. If you enjoyed this let me know :D

Word count: 654

You frequently wander around your town serching in the small nooks and crannies for cats you can pet. Quite often you can find more cats then you can handle but that doesn’t bug you much. 

Sometimes you will make little beds for the cats out of some cloth and fabric or you’ll feed the cats near your house. 

Eventually Ethan notices the little gifts for the felines and his interest is immediately peaked. Most people will walk on by the stray kitties without a second thought. But now they’re being spoiled on the daily.

The cats tell Ethan about the friendly stranger they’ve met that sometimes indulges them. He’s a little curious about this new cat protector, so he sets up a chance meeting with the cats help.

Later the following day you ‘just so happen’ to run into a friendly esper that has goat horns and a tiny one-eyed cat companion. He’s feeding some of the cats and appears to be chatting with them. 

You strike up a conversation and start petting the little cat that follows him, after a few seconds it seems the feline really likes you as evidenced by the way it’s purring and rubbing against any limb you provide.

”Oh! It seems my friendly friend has taken quite a liking to you. I was talking with the cats here and it seems someone has been taking care of them, was that you?” 

You reply yes and his entire face lights up with a smile. “I didn’t know there was someone who cared about these cats like I do.” He scans over your work for a minute. “You’ve done a good job. The cats have all they need and they speak highly of you.” 

After chatting for a little while longer you go home thinking of the new friend you made. 

On your next adventure around your local cat spots you run into the one-eyed kitty again. With Ethan nowhere in sight, you wait around a bit to see if he’ll make an appearance. After it gets dark you take the cat home to keep them safe.

The next day you walk around town trying to find Ethan with the cat in your arms. After minimal luck you head to the All-Trades Agency hoping to find him at work. With a new strain of luck you find him slighty stressed out at the dissapearance of his feline friend, too stressed out in fact to notice you.

Until you plop his cat on the desk right in front of him that is. Then he is brought to attention and quickly starts petting and lightly berating the fluffball for dissapearing. He thanks you and offers to meet up with you again later and go out to eat as thanks. 

”Hmm... Looks like it all went to plan my friend.”

A few days later you both meet up and have a lovely evening chatting about cats and other animals. At the end of the dinner you walk around town and help out the cats in the neighborhood. Ethan walks you home and asks if you’d want to do this all again sometime. You agree and from there your relationship blossoms. 

You both continue to go on dates and sometimes you even help out with his pranks and help bail him out of any trouble he gets into. 

Sometimes you go out and help build cat shelters for critters to sleep in when it gets cold. Or you’ll run around and feed all the kitties or play with them to keep them happy.

One day Ethan’s one eyed feline runs up to you with a piece of paper in its mouth. On the paper are the words “I love you, do you feel the same?” You hear a voice behind you say the words and spin around to see Ethan with a gift for you.

It’s up to you whether you accept or not. 

[berrypass-de-murdler]

2 - 45 Your Days are Numbered!

Not only was that already a title, it was already a title in this same season.

Anyway

I played the murd against my parents and won! they didn't seem too fond of my nonstop mauve/logico impressions, but who cares cuz I beat them!

I'm still not sure it's for me because it is significantly more... infuriating than a normal murdle, but still very happy to own it :3 I'll write the cartoon special after book 2 is done, although I'll have to solve the 'conspiracy' first (and may need help cuz I'm dumb)

um don't ask why it says 'mubve'

DON'T READ THE EPISODES WITHOUT READING THE BOOKS!!

They can’t rest for long. Logico receives a disturbing call. He answers it, expecting a death threat. But what he gets seems to be the opposite…

MARBLE: Deductive Logico? Dear? Is that you? They’re in my home- they’re- they’re in my home! LOGICO! YOU HAVE TO COME QUICKLY, LOGICO! HELP ME! THEY’RE RIGHT HERE!!!! 

Then static, and the call ends. Logico drops the phone. He is paralyzed once again. Irratino quickly tracks the call, and they’re led to a giant mansion. Marble didn’t even become a mathematician that long ago. And furthermore, she became a MATHEMATICIAN. How could she afford this??

Nonetheless, Logico’s heart shatters when he sees her dead. Even if she had a taste for human flesh, she was still a sweet old lady at her core. No one deserves this. Logico looks up at the suspects - Night, Mauve, and Obsidian. People he trusted… who could do such a thing? (Wait, since when did he trust Obsidian?)

OBSIDIAN: Deductive, I’m glad you came. LOGICO: Wh… why? Did you do this? OBSIDIAN: That’s something I can’t answer. But I will say that I am just as shocked at the death of our own kind as you are.

Logico takes a deep breath. He will solve this-

NIGHT: You’re absolutely stunning. LOGICO: Pardon?

Thankfully, they’re not talking to Logico. But they are harassing Mauve.

MAUVE: ‘Kay. NIGHT: I was rejected by my previous love interest. Now, you are standing vital in his place. I want to embrace you.

Mauve swings her headset at them.

MAUVE: Fucking weirdo.

Logico then interrogates the critters.

NIGHT: Based on the numbers, a prime steak was in the study.  LOGICO: Please… you don’t need to say ‘based on the numbers’... especially if you’re lying…

Irratino solemnly draws two tarot cards, subtly hinting toward Mauve, who is holding a beautiful floating sphere.

MAUVE: I don’t know how it’s floooooating.

But she didn’t do it. It was Night. They betrayed us all.

Or did they? Marble sits up with a start!

MARBLE: Oh thank goodness, you fell for it! I had no other way you’d ever listen to me!

Logico is furious! The bitch was PRETENDING?!

MARBLE: Oh please don’t worry about me, it was just an act! I really called you here for something… important.

Logico is at a loss for words. He is so pissed right now. Slightly relieved that this wasn’t a ‘true murder’ (or a murder at all) but mostly pissed. He yanks a note out of Marble's hand and looks at it. It’s a spectacular map!

IRRATINO: Ohhhhh Logico, can you feel it? Another adventure is coming! LOGICO: Quiet.

Irratino quickly shuts up. Logico’s not being his usual grumpy self - he’s stuck in a state of genuine fear.

The end!

Ok it wasn't initially Marble obviously, but the 'math professor' wasn't given a name and Logico has no human friends because they're all AI so I changed it to Marble lmao

He is friends with the suspects whether he likes it or not!

The power of Goat Lord compels you!

See you next time murdlers!

[blackbackedjackal]

I miss the more spiritual/solemn aspects of vulture culture. I understand that we all have different philosophies, but I wish more vultures saw animal remains as the individuals they were in life. I don't actively collect animal remains anymore, I only pick them up when I happen upon them, and I feel like it gives me a different kind of appreciation for the animals. I can take the time to get to know each pelt and skull.

I don't know if you remember, but I DM'ed you a few years ago to ask for some spiritual guidance regarding a cat pelt. Your considerate and serious reply stuck with me and it ended up changing the path I was on. I no longer think of myself as a collector, but more of a guardian of these animals. And I just want to thank you for that

Here are a few of my charges - the aforementioned cat, Skjald, Vili the fox, Þrúðr the roe deer, Þjálfi the roe deer, Víðarr the fox, and Röskva the roe deer (featuring some of my late stick insects)

Though I definitely won't blame you for taking a step back, I just want you to know that your presence in the vulture culture community has mattered. Thank you :)

This just made me feel so incredibly happy ;A; !!!

Due to some uncomfortable questions I was getting in my inbox, I stopped talking about my spiritual practices online. It was something I came to independently and incorporated as part of my daily life, so I wasn't really keen on people asking really intrusive questions about my practices. I'm Kemetic, I work with Anpu/Yineput and Bastet and animal preservation is a big part of that. All the animals I work on are done to honor Anpu and that's something that brings me a lot of joy while working. I still bond with all the critters I bring into my home. Taking pictures and sharing their stories, restoring and cleaning them, and just spending time with each one to remember and honor that animal's life. Research became and extension of that. The more I learned about pathologies, genetics, anthropology, and human's relationships with various species, the more I wanted to find ways to utilize my collection for public education and to aid with conservation efforts. It just became very important for me to give back to the remains that taught me so much.

I do remember and I'm very glad to have helped! My taxidermy mentor when I got started was so kind and helpful and she taught me so much. She's still very much a role model to me and from the beginning and I wanted to share my love for the craft the way she shared her passion with me. I'm at the point where I know I want to move on into a professional role, and don't want to be associated with a community I feel has become far less caring about animals then it used to be. It's not everyone, just a loud minority from what I've seen. It's the disgusting actions and attitudes towards animals and animal remains that I can't stand to be associated with in any capacity, and the offenses are happening more frequently and without reprimand. I'm at my limit and I know it'll be better for me going forward to distance myself.

I really can see how much love has gone into your collection. I don't wanna get too sappy but looking at your photos just makes me fell very happy ;o;

[sarilolla]

So ghost anon got me thinking…

What would happen if Floyd was the only one who couldn’t get to branch in time? I mean he was the only brother to say goodbye and promise to return, but ironically he is also the only one to not meet branch before he passes. I have a feeling that the guilt of never being able to fulfil his promise would tear him apart :3

Hopefully I won’t regret giving u a weapon to rip my heart out (who am I kidding, do as u please with this)

OW? OUCH? I got this ask while I was writing the fight and just oof, it hurt- Thank you for giving me this weapon >:)

Going to turn this into a ficlet, haven't done one of those in a while

***

Branch knew it was unlikely that all four of his brothers would get there on time. The world was big and who knew where four small Trolls could have ended up after twenty years. Laying in bed, he blinked in and out of consciousness, his chest heavy and barely any air managed to get to his lungs. Poppy was by his side, holding his paw tightly, not wanting to let go.

To his surprise, John Dory was the first to arrive. The oldest almost looked grey as he looked at his baby brother, who was resting on death's doorstep. With a push from Delta, he walked into the room, sitting down on a chair on his side. He opened his mouth, but no words came out, not until Barb had pulled Poppy out of the room. The two brothers needed a moment.

"I'm so sorry, Bittie, I… I'm sorry. I should have been there for you, but I wasn't, and…"

Branch took his paw, the younger being so weak, but he needed JD to listen.

"Love you."

His voice was broken and small, but to his surprise, JD started tearing up.

"I love you too. So much. You're my baby brother, and I'm sorry…"

This went on for a while, as Branch's lungs cleared just a bit, and he asked if JD could tell him about the Neverglades, which he did, drying his tears. He hadn't felt this vulnerable in a long time, but for Branch? He would probably beg the Muses themselves for his life to be spared.

Then came Clay. He came inside on his own, Synth and Dante pointing him to the right room. He was shocked, to say the least, that JD was there, and for a moment, all he felt was anger and grief. After a small spat, he calmed down as Branch's tail brushed his own. Right, Branch. They were there for Branch. Their little brother, who was dying.

After a few exchanged words filled with love, both the Iris and Dahlia were cleared from his system, and he breathed just a tiny bit easier, enough that if he had just a bit more energy, he would have been able to hold a conversation. But he didn't, so the two older held it for him, despite their awkwardness and grievances, they were there and they were talking.

Finally, Spruce came. Except it was now Bruce, and he had changed a lot, but he was their brother nevertheless, and while Branch could tell the tension swung a bit in the room, happiness, anger, and grief hanging heavy in the air, he was happy to see another of his loved ones. Just a few hours ago he had almost accepted death, not believing they would come on time, but here three of them were.

JD gave up his spot for Bruce, letting him take Branch's paw, the purple-haired Troll speaking so softly with the youngest, who hummed an "I love you too" in reply. The Zinnia lost its grip, and now… they only had the Queen Anne's Lace left.

But would Floyd get there on time?

---

Floyd had already left Mount Rageous days before, having heard the news on his small traveling radio, and narrowly avoiding being kidnapped, he set out to find his baby brother.

He had made a promise. It was maybe twenty years too late, but Floyd was not one to break a promise. Not now, not ever.

Then he learned that the promise had been put on a timer. Friends of Branch, bounty hunters, had found him, telling him what was going on.

Branch was dying. Branch could be dead already.

They didn't need to tell him twice that he was needed. He just sat silently in the back of their critter bus, eyes distant as memories played on a loop.

Seeing that little bluebell egg hatching. Holding that little baby boy that had been filled with so much joy, love, and music.

Branch was singing before he was talking, he danced before he could walk. He was the sunshine breaking through the grey clouds of grief and horror in that period of their lives.

And he had left him behind. He had given the toddler his vest. The vest had belonged to all their brothers once, and if there was someone who deserved the comfort that the vest provided, it was Branch.

When he came to Pop Village, the place was… sad. Too sad to be filled with Pop Trolls. He saw a grey Troll with a crown on her head sit amongst a group of other dully colored Trolls, her grief so strong it nearly drowned everyone seeing her.

No one noticed him as he walked through the village, and when he asked someone where Branch was, they just shook their head, a sad look in their eyes. Another Troll pointed him to the outskirts of the village.

Floyd had heard from the youngest friends that he had built a bunker, and with a small spark of hope, he looked in the direction they pointed, hoping to see that large rock, but no… There was a field of flowers there.

A Pop Troll graveyard.

And by the freshest mound, holding onto each other, sat three Trolls who were painfully familiar. His brothers. Just not all four of them. Only the three oldest.

A pained scream filled the air.

Floyd's scream.

He had broken his promise.

***

Yeah, ow, this hurt- Hope everyone enjoys the misery as always :,D

[huntinglove]

How about Apple Cider, Espresso, and Glitterbug for whoever you feel like talking about rn?

Hi hi!! Thank you so much for the ask!!

Apple Cider: What was your relationship with your F/O before you got together romantically? How did it change once you got together, and what were the most significant changes? (Also, what’s your F/O’s favorite flavor of juice? What’s your S/I’s?)

Alma and I were friends for a couple of months, before we decided to get together and go through with the possession ritual!

After they rescued me from the broken elevator, I started to stay late on campus on purpose, so they could show up and hang out with me!

We'd spend most of the night talking about random things and getting to know each other. They didn't keep many memories from when they were alive, so they were also re-learning a lot of things about themselves too!

Charlie and I clicked almost instantly, so it was a bit of love at first sight! I had just moved into town and I was looking for some friends, I ended up getting a dating app to see if I would meet any cool people, but I forgot to add "just looking for friends" to my bio and I'm honestly glad I did!

I remember Charlie passing out after I told him that I already loved him, but thankfully I was able to catch him before he hit the floor... I guess it was a very intense day for both of us!

Mychael and I became friends after he rescued me from the forest! I spent a few days in his cabin; and those days turned into weeks, and now a month!

We both ended up getting a crush on one another and we actually ended up confessing at the same time, which was a pleasant surprise! I was a bit nervous because I wasn't sure if he'd be into humans or not...

Espresso: Which one of you hears about anything the other one wants and immediately gets it for them? (Or is it both/neither of you?)

Alma can't exactly get me anything unless we're bound, so no surprises or anything, but while they were haunting the campus building they'd get me little trinkets, coins, snacks, doodles and anything else students left behind!

When I told them that I collect keychains, they started looking for those specifically, which I think is really sweet!!

I like to give them little mementos every now and again! I know they don't need to eat, sleep or anything like that anymore, but I'm still happy to "share" my food with them and offer for them to lean on me while they nap!

Charlie loves to bring me snacks and little keepsakes whenever he has the time to do some shopping!

He usually gets us matching stickers (he puts them on his shoes and I put mine on my phone case) and he always brings me a little bit of anything that he buys to eat while he's out and about!

I usually enjoy giving him stuff that's a bit more personal, like drawings or love letters! I also gave him a little plushie with a recording of my voice inside too!

Mychael only ever goes to the store for essentials, but when he visits the library he always brings back a couple of books that he thinks I'll enjoy, he loves reading them together!

He also collects flowers and berries for me whenever he goes on walks or wants some alone time. I keep as many of the flowers as I can, pressed inside my sketchbooks!

Whenever I go relax by the river, I usually draw any critters that come by, usually giving Mychael the finished sketches once I get home! I also bring him any and all pretty stones and crystals that I find on my way back!!

Glitterbug: What are things that the two of you do better together, or that you do for each other when one of you can’t?

Alma says that just being together is way better than haunting the campus all by themselves, things get pretty lonely most of the time and not everyone is patient or kind with ghosts...

They also enjoy eating and napping whenever I allow them to take over my body, little pleasures that just make them feel more connected to me, plus they're always very kind and praising of my body whenever they take over!

Charlie says that being in public altogether is a lot easier when I'm around. We both tend to overthink and worry a lot, but all that chatter in our brains goes away when we're next to each other!

It's also a lot more fun to play games when we're together! Even if it's not a multiplayer game, we're still cheering each other on and helping each other get better at it!!

Michael says that taking care of the garden and the hens is a lot more fun with me around! He says that the plants enjoy it when we talk and sing to them, so I guess hearing our little conversations have been making them thrive!

I personally really enjoy drawing while he's cooking or knitting, even if we're not saying anything out loud, it's nice to have his company and feel that warmth all around both of us!