#Tw mushroom

[clownrecess]

hihi!!! your stim boards are really pretty! and i was wondering if you would make a wolf / forest one? if you want to of course!!

Wolf and forest stimboard for anon!

tw for mushrooms and wolves!

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[mushroom-for-art]

First image transcript: Welcome to my blog! I'm Mush! I'm an adult artist currently hyperfixated on Pokémon (specifically mewtwo) I have Autism & Anxiety & I'm doing my best! He/She/They

Second image transcript: Currently I'm (Slowly) working on:

Art and story for my PKMN blog

Crackship babies (Requests still open)

I.Pokemon (Requests still open)

Inbox invasion asks

Espetwo comic

Free to use bases

Adopts

Au art & stories

& Other side projects & designs

Third image transcript: If you like my stuff please [Heart/like] + [Reblog symbol]! Tags + comments make this all the more worth it! My inbox/Asks are open (with anon on!) But please be nice, rude/out of context remarks are seen and they hurt. Please don't steal or use my designs/ideas or concepts! Cause that really sucks!!

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

thinking about beefsteak fungus. imagine you're walking through the forest. and one of these reaches out. and (tenderly, sensually) licks you

[delusion-of-negation]

[akiiame-blog]

Super Mario is supposed to be this powerful figure to the Mushroom Kingdom, this beacon of hope with little to no weaknesses. With everything on his shoulders, he has to keep going.

Or else he'd let them all down.

[i-collect-shiny-stuff]

7, unsorted

[sweet1hxney]

˖ ࣪ ⊹ ( 🍓 )The idea stays in my mind, thinking a little and drawing MR!Mychael, I thought about his role as a yandere.

I have the idea that by already having affection for MC, just like Mychael, he will develop attachment to MC, but with the difference that he could be a little more possessive.

He is somewhat reluctant to even think of another way other than defense, but MC makes him feel warm, too much... Maybe he doesn't want you to go away from him, he is very suspicious of this new feeling, to the point that he becomes a little more violent in keeping you by his side, after all, he can no longer manipulate you, he must opt for other methods, perhaps not as effective.

Traducción:

˖ ࣪ ⊹ ( 🍓 ) La idea se queda en mi mente, un poco pensando y dibujando a MR!Mychael, pensé en su rol como yandere.

Tengo la idea que al ya tener cariño a MC, igual a Mychael, desarrollará apego a MC, pero con la diferencia de que podría ser un poco más posesivo.

Es algo reacio ya en siquiera pensar en otra manera que no sea en defensa, pero MC lo hace sentir cálido, demasiado... Quizás no quiera que se aleje de él, sospecha mucho de ese nuevo sentimiento, al punto de que se vuelva un poco más violento en mantenerte a su lado, después de todo, ya no puede manipularte, debe optar por otros métodos, quizás no tan eficaces

[lindagoesmushrooming]

Sarcodon squamosus

[zyxwvutbackwards]

Having sad hours and listening to music when this pops up! I can’t believe it’s the first time I noticed they use the word firefly in the lyrics as a pet name - anyways, it got me thinking about what ifs. More specifically, what if the moment Mycheal finally became attached to someone, when he loves them as much as he can, when they don’t want to leave and everything is right, his person dies? The creator has said that when he reaches this point on his “affection scale” that his yandere tendencies would only be triggered if you tried to leave. If you left by dying, one way those tendencies could manifest is him being unwilling to bury or stray far from your body and feeling a deep, soul-wrenching upset every time he notices a new aspect of rot set in. In the hours following your death, as a yandere, he’d probably be in shambles - would he be disoriented enough to forget about rigor mortis? Would he reach for your warmth after stepping away for a moment to collect himself, only to return and find you devoid of it?

So many possibilities

Mycheal and Mushroom Oasis by @/deerspherestudios

[deerspherestudios]

Hi! I want to ask something being that I really got too excited when you said Vida was studying astronomy, but I would like to say that Alma fascinated me much more than Mychael. Although they are both beautiful characters themselves, Alma captured my attention so I'd like to know more about them.

My first question, if Alma had a dog that is Laika…then what became of that dog when Alma passed away? That's a question I can't get out of my head.

And another thing… I love stars and all, so if MC calls Alma/Vida nicknames like “my little star” “my star” “my moon” or “my constellation” would they react in a bad way or a good way? Assuming they both have trust or MC asks Vida to draw little stars on the back of their hand.

Unfortunately,,, sad as it is, Laika was given away to a family member after Vida's death. It's depressing but considering LYS takes place after MO, Vida's fate is ultimately sealed. Spoilers; it has nothing to do with Mychael. They really did just yank a vending machine on top of themselves.💔

On a happier note, they wouldn't mind being called those! But if you ask, they'd prefer dessert-like pet names like "honeycomb" "cupcake" "bon-bon" "sweets" etc. They admit it's cheesy, but something about it just makes them giddy!

Space-themed pet names are reserved for you after all; if LYS had a heavier hint of romance, Alma would probably call you "my comet"!

[pepperpepi]

// MOLD AND MUSHROOMS

hi guys trying out a different style what do you guys think

[ohthethingswedoforlove]

Caged

Character: Mychael from Mushroom Oasis

Summary: At what point does a house become a prison, and at what point did his kindness start to feel stifling?

Warnings: yandere character; descriptions of violence; imprisonment;

  The fire crackles softly in the fireplace as you observe him in near complete stillness. Sitting quietly on the floor, right in front of the source of warmth, he diligently works away at a knitting project from wool he made sure to be all your favorite colors. A heavy silence hangs over the room.

  And your contempt for him is as palpable as the sharp pain in your mangled leg.

  You wish things hadn't ended up like this, and you have a feeling that he felt the same, but you were also long over feeling sorry for him. It's his fault.

  Well. Maybe it had been your fault too, in some ways. Maybe if you hadn't blindly ventured into the woods, maybe if you had been firm in leaving as soon as you were conscious and able to move again, maybe if you had just called him a monster right from the start; maybe then you wouldn't have walked straight into this cage.

  He steals a quick glance at you, only to just as quickly go back to pretending that his focus was only on his knitting needles. You clutch the hem of your sweater, one he had made for you, as a thought passed through you that perhaps you should have used them as a weapon when you had the chance. No way he's going to leave anything sharp near you now.

  His tail flicks to the side and he heaves a sigh. "Are you hungry?" He tentatively asks, slightly nervous and unsure. But you stay quiet. You're sure he can feel your searing gaze on him, his ears drooping as if in response to your lack of an answer. It's not the first time he asked you that in the past few... Hours? It feels like it's been hours.

  After a moment, you actually decide to do him the favor to speak up.

  "I want to leave." You simply state. His ears move again, this time twitching in discomfort. It's not the answer he wanted from you.

  The tone he uses holds a bit of disdain. "You saw what happened when you did, so no." He then stands up, making sure to leave both the unfinished project and its respective needles far away from the bed you laid in, and starts heading towards the kitchen. Only to stop at the doorway.

  You catch yet another glimpse from him, and though you forced yourself to look away immediately, his posture softened. "I know you're hungry. I'll make you something you'll like, I promise!" He smiles at you.

  And you turn over to lay facing the wall.

  Another sigh escapes him, and you hear the sound of his footsteps disappear into the kitchen. But you stay unmoving, despite the tears welling up in your eyes.

  You want to go home.

  And your leg hurts. It still hasn't properly healed from the incident.

  As you think back on your last and only escape attempt, the pain only gets worse. You had grown suspicious of his behaviour, thinking that it was strange how much he insisted on you staying, how much he refused to elaborate how you had gotten here in the first place. Sure, he had been nothing but kind and hospitable towards you, but why? Why does he act like you have no reason to go back to your life?

  And so, with the accumulating suspicion and discomfort, you decided to run in the middle of the night. A terrible idea, all things considered, since you ended up lost in the middle of the dark woods and stuck in place by a bear trap to the leg.

  Your absence must have awoken him, but your screams certainly led him to you.

  He was in about as much distress as you, rushing to your side and immediately getting to freeing you from the trap, all the while scrambling over mortified ramblings of worry and disappointment over you not trusting him. You didn't even have the energy to fight back as he carried you all the way back to his cabin, while frantically muttering under his breath about how you'll never leave through that door ever again.

  The pleasant smell of his cooking suddenly snaps you out of your thoughts, bringing you back to the present. You recognize the smell in annoyance, quickly realising that he's indeed making something you'll like.

  "Firefly?" You nearly jump out of bed at him calling you by the usual nickname, caught off guard by how you hadn't heard him make his way to now stand right to the side of the bed.

  You finally make the mistake of making eye contact. And your head starts to feel f u z z y.

  "Everything is going to be alright." He immediately leans into you, with a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes. "You don't need to worry about anything." It doesn't stop you from getting lost in his strangely glowy gaze however, as you suddenly find yourself weirdly... Tempted to agree with him.

  A look of guilt passes through him. It doesn't last.

  "I'll take good care of you."

[fungitopia]

Just back from a mini break in Cornwall. Found loads of Orange pore fungus, Favolaschia calocera at the Lost Gardens of Heligan!

[sporeclan]

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