#also to the anon who sent in the human froggy ask

[dailypearldoodles]

Day 271

Limited Life lets go!!!

[slightly-knot-insane]

(*taps mic*) hi!! back again, so i hope that’s okay. i’m the anon who sent the very long, rambly message to you the other day with all the anxious speech-giving asterisks, and i just wanted to send you another message!

i saw your response a bit back, but i wasn’t sure if it was weird to answer back and maybe drag the whole thing out, but seeing your answer made me really happy! i’m glad to know you could feel the warmth in my words, because there WAS a lot of warmth when writing them, and you deserve the admiration!! i’m just glad i made your day a bit better, and i hope you realize what a wonderful and worthy writer you are. even when the notes may seem “low” or the voices in your head are nagging you (cause let’s be real, that’s just part of the writer starter pack), remember you are talented and awesome and loved!! :]

i also wanted to send this to let you know that you’ve sorta inspired me. ik that sounds cheesy but after reading your answer about believing in my own work and doing what i want to do with my writing, i got a sudden rush of confidence to work towards putting something out there. i’ve always been the type of person to hold my writing close to my chest and keep it hidden out of insecurity, but your response was so kind and i’ve decided to start taking baby steps. for now that just means investigating tumblr’s unending and confusing layout, but i think ill get the hang of it!! im working on my blog theme and familiarizing myself with stuff so that i eventually may feel a little less overwhelmed by navigating tumblr as a creator instead of just a passive ghost. :]

anyway, i know that’s a lottttt of ranting yet again, but that’s the way of the writer i guess. i just wanted to say tysm again for your wonderful works (some of which i plan to read like right after this!) and for your encouragement.

you seem like an amazing writer, but also an amazing person!! :D

i don’t know how to attach a cute picture to this (or if i even can anonymously) so my original plan to send you a motivational froggy is unfortunately ruined <//3 (sad because i love frogs). instead, here’s some strawberries and avocados??! they're some of my favorite emojis, so they’re my way of sending smiles in your direction!!

🍓🥑🍓🥑🍓🥑🍓🥑🍓🥑🍓🥑🍓🥑🍓🥑

Hello, 🍓🥑! It is always okay to send asks!

You are again leaving me speechless. I know I have worth and that notes mean nothing. It was truly a moment of weakness, and I'm very happy that people told me that they enjoy my work. I did need a bit of reassuring and I'm very grateful for all the kind words I received!

Inspiring you to write? To create and express yourself? You are giving me too much credit, but I am immensely happy that I gave you a bit of a push in that direction! I know how hard it is, but I have faith in you to do the thing you enjoy and share it with us! But if not, that's fine too, no pressure! Baby steps, like you said ^^

Being a good person is really one of the best things a human being can hear 🥺🥺🥺 Thank you!

Smiles are received and I'm sending them back to you with my fave emojis! 🌿🐺😊💦

[whumpshaped]

For your consideration: the devil having some demon guests over for dinner :). And showing off whumpee as entertainment :). (I can't put emojis because this is my computer but it's angel in training anon, so pretend there's a lil froggy)

Also in love with the idea of how whumper will treat his guests more courteously than whumpee, whereas whumpee is treated... like whumpee. Maybe whumper makes whumpee kneel and kiss the boots of each guest as they enter...

trigger warnings: multiple nonhuman whumpers, humiliation, conditioned whumpee, dehumanization, implied torture, whumpee being shared with others, boot kissing, royal setting

"Are you going to be a good pet for my guests?" The Devil's hand was in their human's hair, gently scratching their scalp and letting them relax before the evening started.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Remember all the rules we talked about?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Good. Such a good pet."

The human tried to savour those last few moments of peace and quiet, but it came to an end way too quickly. The doors opened and the most noble of the demons entered, one by one, announced by some lesser servant.

The Devil pulled their hand back and sent their pet over, who obediently crawled over to the door and bowed to the first of many demons they were told to greet. "Welcome, Your Grace," they said dutifully before pressing a kiss to one, and then two boots, trying not to show how ashamed they were. The taunting of the guests certainly didn't help, but they tried to tune it out, only focusing on a single boot at a time.

"How well-trained for a human."

"How eager to humiliate themself."

"Humiliate? They should be happy that they get to kiss my boots."

"Oh come on, they're probably used to the fine leather shoes of Their Majesty."

"How is it? Serving Their Majesty directly?"

The human kept their head bowed, too worried that their expression would give either the guests of their owner a reason to punish them. "I-It's a great privilege, Y-Your Grace. I c-couldn't be luckier."

"No..." A hand suddenly grabbed their face and forced them to look up, exposing the deep blush and the dried tear tracks. "I want to know the truth. How is it?"

"I'm t-telling the truth," they whimpered, earning themself a harsh slap across the face.

"Are they as cruel as the rumours say? Are they merciless? Tell me the actual truth, lowly human, I'm not interested in your rehearsed lines."

"I would n-never dare speak of Their Majesty behind their back, Your Grace."

"And what a wise decision that is," the Devil sounded from alarmingly near, making the demon spin around to face them. "Maybe you could learn from them."

"Me? From a human? Your Majesty, your sense of humour is just as sharp as it used to be a millenia ago."

The Devil grinned. "I understand you would like to know if I'm as cruel and merciless as the Monarch of Hell should undoubtedly be. Why you would ask my pet instead of me is beyond me, however. Surely you don't expect them to reveal a secret, softer side that I've kept well hidden for all these years?"

"I would never dream of such gossip, but they do seem to be treated better than I expected."

The Devil motioned for their pet to crawl to the centre of the room, and they obediently did so, relieved for just a moment to be away from the scene of the interrogation before they noticed that the two of them were following along. "My dearest duke, why don't you show me how you would treat a human? I'm sure the display would provide plenty entertainment for all of us during dinner." The human let out a scared whine when they realized all eyes were on them, and none were particularly empathetic. "I promise I'll hide my love for them for the night, and won't stop you under any circumstances."

[s-aint-elmo]

anon how does it feel to have made my week

i’ve been holding on to these asks for DAYS waiting to carve out some free time so i could do them justice because they are absolutely wonderful. resident rich kids getting left alone for five minutes and wrecking the kitchen?? resident rich kids and their friends who they love very much setting out to study all together on the living room floor but accidentally making the study pile too comfy and ending up sleeping instead?? fantastic. perfect. inspired.

(riz will crash and knock himself out in a few and adaine will be grappled into the cuddle pile eventually just you wait. it’s inevitable. fuck the exams)

finally, i've been really loving this influx of fantasy high asks lately, but also! go send some my friend @supercantaloupe's way!! she's had a hand in a couple of these and she is fantastic.  

(image description under the cut bc i had some time!)

[ ID: a screenshot of two asks sent one after another. they say: "I have a HC that Fabian and Adaine cannot cook and so the bad kids spend Friday nights trying to teach them/ Also bad kids studying together/falling asleep in a pile." what follows are two drawn images in response to them. 

 one: an overboiling pot on a food-covered stove sits in the foreground over a roaring flame, while the disheveled pair of fabian and adaine take cover behind a kitchen counter in the background, framed by stylized billowing smoke from the pot. on our left, fabian brandishes a wooden spoon at the pot in an en garde position. fabian is a half-elf with wavy, messy hair and an eyepatch over his right eye. he is wearing an apron over a tank top and a panicked grimace. on our right, adaine wields a ladle in the manner of a baseball player coming up to bat, squinting at the pot. adaine is a high-elf with a similarly messy bob of wavy hair and long ears pinned back in distress. she is also wearing an apron over her shirt; it's tied into a small bow at her back, partially obscured by the smoke. on adaine's head sits her familiar, boggy the froggy, a perfectly spherical frog wearing a collar. boggy glares at the pot, firmly in his "i don't like this" setting. the background is a solid peachy orange.

two: all six bad kids curled around each other in a sleepy, mid-study pile. each bad kid is filled in with an identifying colour in order to distinguish them from each other. fabian, a half-elf with wavy, slicked back hair wearing an eyepatch and a letterman jacket, is pale red. adaine, a high elf with wavy, bobbed hair wearing a wool-lined denim jacket, is pale blue. fig, a tiefling in a studded leather jacket with slightly curved horns and long, braided hair, is purple. riz, a small goblin in a newsboy cap, vest, slacks, dress shoes and dress shirt with rolled up sleeves, is yellow green. kristen, a human girl in a t-shirt with curly hair pulled back in a ponytail, is golden yellow. gorgug, a half-orc in a big hoodie with headphones slung around his neck, is pale green. they are all wearing matching woven friendship bracelets.

from left to right: gorgug is curled on his side, one arm pillowing his head and the other resting on the floor beside him. from where we stand we can see the top of his head and his shoulders. fabian hangs over gorgug, his head laid on his arms, which are laid on gorgug's waist and hip. his hands partially obscure his sleeping face. adaine is fully awake, seeming to be the only one left interested in studying. she looks down with an expression of mild annoyance on her face at fig, who is using her lap as a pillow. fig sleepily swats at adaine's book, a gesture meant to tell her to join the rest of them in napping. adaine only holds it up and away from her hand. riz sits against fig's torso, his knees pulled up to his chest and hands cradling a mug of coffee. his eyes are large and staring blanky into the depths of his mug; he is clearly on a caffeine high. kristen, fully asleep on her stomach, has one arm curled under her chin to support her head, the other extended to rest on her crystal, which buzzes slightly with a notification. an open book lays partially over her extended arm. her body is curved in such a way that she closes the loose circle of half-asleep kids. at the very center of them all sits boggy the froggy, a very spherical frog. his face is the picture of contentment. the background is a light shade of peach.]