#animals or computers or trinkets or anything

[sanakimohara]

can u do emo han Jisung x hello kitty person reader if it's okay??? (make Jisung Dom cuz, never seen someone make him🤷)

“SWEET N’ SOUR” H. J. Pt. 1

Pen has returned to paper. Hope this fulfills your wish, my love…

WARNINGS: [ MDNI ] + [ NSFW ] + [SMUT ] + [ ORAL ] + [ NO PLOT ] + [ DUB CON / VIOLENCE ….ig?… ] + [ SLIGHT BREATH DEPRIVATION ] + [HUMILIATION / DEGRADATION ]

Jisung is slightly perplexed by how soft you are for him from the start. You're gentle, always curious, and slightly touched in the head. He can't tell if you mean to come off so nostalgic and innocent, second-guessing his assumptions about you anytime; a semi-violent threat towards another person trying to gain his attention leaves your cherry-glossed lips. You can be all giggly, obsessed with your stuffed animals, and snuggled all under him in one moment. Then, the next, you're glaring stubbornly, subtly clinging to him when someone you don't particularly care for is near or snapping back at him when he touches a nerve. It gives the poor man whiplash, but it fills his head with a particular strain of serotonin no one but you can produce.

Jisung is anything but frightened by your love for softer colors and little trinkets. He could tell you had a minor addiction to “cute” things early on, rather fond of seeing you bounce up and down on your tip toes when a new Sanrio item caught your attention and quickly getting used to purchasing it without you having to ask. Almost every little thing he bought for you furthered the addiction he had to see you all dolled up and content with adorable trinkets. There were times when a subtle perversion entered his mind. On more than a few occasions, he’d bought you things solely because his cock hardened seeing you so excited to have them. Other times, his selfish desire to see you walking around in nothing but the new Hello Kitty panties and matching cropped sweater drove him to order another box of pastel-colored items.

Jisung often doesn’t know how to handle himself when you simultaneously act so stubbornly and sweetly to him. You’re asking him to be mean to you more often than not, and he gives in without hesitation. “You can’t tell me what to do!” You huff loudly, upset that he’s walked into your room and shut your laptop, completely interrupting your binge-watching session. He smiles, snatching it from your tight grip before kneeling at the foot of your bed to be at eye level. You glare, moving to scoot away from him and get your computer back. It's not every day your favorite anime puts out a new season, and his intruding isn’t deterring you from watching the whole thing in one night. Or so you think…

Jisung has other plans for you both. You don’t have the chance to slide back from him, held in place by his right hand, which you initially thought was intended to caress your cheek but was instead fisted in your hair at the back of your head. He pulls roughly once, forcing your head to follow his grip as you yelp and claw at the pink duvet underneath you. “Thought I told you to start going to bed at a decent time, kitten. Why lie and say you were asleep when I called you earlier?” He tugs again, not ashamed to smile as tears well up in your pretty doe eyes, begging to slide down your face when you wince slightly from the pain he causes. “It was just for tonight, I swear! I…I just wanted to see it..” You squirm more, embarrassed that he caught you in a lie and frightened by the dead stare he’s been giving you. “Not a good enough answer, sweetheart. Why’d you lie..?”

Jisung is a liar, a convenient one in his own right, and you always fall for it. No matter how often you tell him the truth, he taunts you for a better excuse, feeling so much more authoritative in the confines of your cozy bedroom. In that little world between you both, he is, in fact, your villain, dark and cunning in the glow of soft fairy lights hanging from pastel-pink walls. Rough and demented with your gentler presence. You don’t mind being stiffly handled by him, putting up a small fight when he stands to flip you over on your back. He gives you a chance to win when you do struggle. His hand remains tangled in your hair, pulling the soft locks until your head lazily hangs off the edge of the bed and not letting go even when you reach to try pushing him away. “Jisung- ah! Mngh-“Your begging is reduced to a timid whimper as his free hand whips across your face. The oddly swift strike makes your body shiver, and a cold spark runs down your spine as he stares at you. “You had your chance to speak. Useless as it is, I think it’s pretty cute that you have so much to say. Why don't we fix that, hm?…” Your hands tremble as he grasps them in his free one, pushing them down to rest together on your lower stomach. The pit of your abdomen flips itself, feeling his touch tighten on you, amping up in frequency when he smirks at the sight of your new pastel pink panties hugging your hips and covering your soft mound.

Jisung is tempted to slip his hand past the thin fabric, wanting to feel your warm folds in his palm, craving to spread the slickness he knows is pooling between your legs all over his fingers. He takes a breath, reigning in the desire and focusing on what to do about your oh-so-snappy mouth. He has more than a few ideas visibly running through his mind, and they are all broadly humiliating to you. You keep your mouth shut, your heart thundering, and your body running hotter with each passing second. When Jisung stops talking, everyone is at an unease. Especially you. It only meant he was plotting to do something strangely frightful. Sadistic even.

“Open” is the first word he utters after a long, silent moment. His hand in your hair disappears for a split second, a familiar sound of a zipper being undone and a shift of clothing rearranging before his hold on your hair returns. Through the tears in your eyes, you get a view of the tip of his cock, swelling with pre cum, stiff and fully erect with purpose. You gulp, lashes lowering as drool pools in your mouth. It takes only one look at his cock to make you dumbfounded with lust. It's an automatic reaction he’s trained into you for months and one you sincerely enjoy. Not a single thought runs through your mind seeing his cum drizzle down the length of his cock, the creamy substance reminding you of sweet cream and urging you to obey his singular command for a good taste of it. “Mkay..” you mumble, in a daze as your lips part, and slipping deeper into it when he slowly sinks his cock in the warm wet cavern inch by inch with ease. Jisung watches intently as you take him in with a soft gasp, gagging slightly when his tip brushes the back of your throat. “See? You just wanted something good to suck on, kitten… feels good to be useful, doesn’t it?” He groans loudly, smiling wildly as you swallow him whole, accepting his cock with sloppy slurps and trying your best to breathe while he fucks your face at a set pace. You jolt and shift as he uses you relentlessly, spitting up a mix of saliva and his arousal with every other thrust he gives, but not once tapping out in hopes of him being lenient with you. Jisung refuses, mouth falling open to let out convoluted moans and pleased grunts of praise. “Take it deeper, sweetheart.. oh fuck, just like that..”

Jisung trees carefully with your newfound talent, proud to see you helplessly deep-throating his cock, enjoying the tightness of your throat whenever you gag reactively. He watches the imprint of his cock mold your throat, involuntarily twitching when he glimpses the blush on your cheeks and the way your eyes slot in the back of your head. You can’t bring yourself to beg for air, dizzy from the force of his thrusts and in love with the taste of him. Your body relaxes, your core blooms with need, and your head rapidly empties of thoughts. Jisung’s skin glistens with sweat, barely visible from his shirt, trickling down his temple the closer he gets to his high. The hand in your hair loosens, gently gripping the nape of your neck as he snaps his hips into your face faster, chasing his climax with a grave groan rattling his chest. “Gonna cum…”

Jisung takes a glance at your trembling legs, peering down between them to see your cum leaking past the Hello Kitty patterned underwear. Your hips raised for a sense of friction, desperate to have your cunt touched, “Someone’s ready to be stuffed full… gettin’ desperate so soon is pathetic, but you can’t help it, can you?…” “Mmm ngh-“ You choke, eyes sliding shut completely as he thrusts into your mouth one last time, keeping his cock deep in your throat until the last drop of cum slides down it. You swallow once, a lewd gulping noise hitting his ears and sending a shiver up his spine. Your chest heaves with air when he slowly pulls away, thick strings of cum and saliva connecting your glossed lips with the tip of his cock. “Well done,” he mumbles, breathless and trying to catch it quicker than you.

Jisung succeeds, moving faster than you, quickly slipping onto the bed before dragging you to lay under him. Your stomach flips when he touches your bare skin, tracing the dip of your hips, carefully avoiding your clothed cunt until you whine loudly and trap his hand between your thighs. You glare at him, wanting your way now but too spent to voice it properly. He smiles, a gummy, cute expression that doesn’t match the harsh way his hands pry your legs apart. “You’re being a real pain today..” he mutters in one breath, enjoying your defiance to a point, “Maybe I shouldn’t fuck you at all. I think you’ll learn to be a little nicer…”

You gulp, eyes softening immediately, “I’ll good…I promise.” A sultry gasp flies from your lips, brought on by Jisung’s hands groping the fat of your thighs, spreading them for a better view of the space between them. He ignores your promise, eyeing the glistening patch of wetness seeping through the soft fabric of your underwear. You watch him stare, face burning with sparks of shame running through you, turning into rivets of pleasure when he rubs his thumb over clit gently for a moment. The tight circles he makes on the sensitive nerves have your back arching and your hands raised to grip his forearms. Jisung chuckles lowly, glancing up to glimpse the look on your face, and he’s far from disappointed seeing the lost look in your eyes. “Didn’t I just buy these for you, lil one? I could’ve sworn..” he pauses, watching your mouth fall open with a high-pitched wail, brows furrowing in slight disbelief as his thumb migrates down to your entrance, pushing into it through the fabric. It’s an odd feeling, being finger fucked with your panties, but he makes it somewhat intoxicating. The thought of ruining something he recently gifted you made your head spin with embarrassment, but you couldn’t help but enjoy it.

“…you promised not to ruin them. Now, look at you, making a mess of yourself, doing exactly the opposite.” Jisung switched to fucking you with his index and pointer fingers, smirking when you tightened down on them and involuntarily soaked through the pink cotton completely. “Did…didn’t mean to…” you ramble while whining, writhing underneath him to keep from instinctively locking his hand between your legs again. He helps you settle down, absentmindedly pressing his free hand down on your left thigh, effectively keeping you open for him. “Little liar,” he muses into your ear, biting it gently as his fingers curl inside to hit a particular spot in your warm walls. Your eyes slide shut, listening to the sound of rushed breathing, wet fabric being forced into your cunt filling the room.

Y'all, I feel a new hyper fixation coming on…ive already made another tumblr account for it...

[ BONUS CONTENT +]

You know, moaning his name might be the answer to all of your problems…;) Credits to creator 🖤

[salted-anime-takes]

Sword Art Online (S1 & S2; dropped after that)

Author: Reki Kawahara, originally light novels

Studio: A-1 Pictures

Genres (Listed by MAL): Action, Adventure, Fantasy, Romance (vomits), Love Polygon (kills you)

Premiered: Summer 2012

Anime vs. Manga?: You couldn't pay me less than $100 to consume additional content to this series. I'd also need a large margarita.

Salted Genres: stereotypical teen boy fantasy, loser cardboard male mc, harem of women too good for him, jesus christ they had a torture dungeon for main girl in S2 by some grown man obsessed with her???, jesus FUCKING christ they gave Kirito a cousin who is into him but reasoned it off not being totally blood related, why did we let this series get so popular

Major Trigger Warnings: that weird sex dungeon thing in S2, almost incest, shitty writing, shitty love polygon garbage

Can I Watch It Around My Parents?: Just don't watch it. The cultural context isn't worth it. Do yourself a favor and stop thinking isekai will be family friendly when the main audience is incels.

Artstyle: That moe-esque style without any personality and makes all the main characters look 12, and many side characters look ridiculously older.

Personal Review: I will never forgive SAO for kicking off the isekai genre in anime so hard. Fuck yourself, Kirito. Every other anime lead in isekai is just you. Fuck this garbage pile for the isekai boom. Fuck my life

Context: This is the real reason you're here, aside from the scathing remarks you've probably heard a billion times. Why the fuck is this show even relevant? Let's go back to the early 2010s, before half of tumblr could pretend to read. (This is mostly from the Western perspective, so please add anything else happening in the world with this wild popularity jump, because I'd LOVE to hear additional takes.) Several factors were going on. Firstly, Netflix was finally a full streaming service, and most people were starting to subscribe. You didn't have to hope it was on Toonami or go to whatever sketchy websites had anime illegally available (and get every virus known to computer-kind) to get your fix anymore. Well... for a small starting selection. Secondly, while the isekai genre was already a fully developed thing, it hadn't broken into the majority Western anime viewership circles, which barely ventured outside of Toonami at the time. Then along came SAO. Netflix got the rights to the entire first season, and suddenly, it was not only insanely accessible but also something most Western fans had never seen before. You die in the game, you die in real life?! Incredible!!! (Sorry Tron, you weren't high fantasy enough for this crowd.) Thirdly, gaming was finally mainstream, and watching streamers was a new norm. The timing couldn't have been better for its release. And what with the insane levels of ignorance and assumptions most Western anime watchers had at the time of anime tropes, most red flags discussed were merely looked over. We let too much slide in the early 2010s, and SAO was one of the biggest culprits. Fourthly, if you needed a gateway anime? SAO didn't require any sort of understanding of Japanese culture to get, which appealed to a lot of people who didn't want to think outside their box, as was the early 2010s. Despite it all, SAO was easy merchandise. Hot Topic (apologies for the American chain drop) was venturing into nerd culture and including some nice trinkets for the little nerds that hung out with their goth besties, and anime merch- including SAO- was some of the first big hits. After that? It's history. I don't know if anyone who still claims to like SAO actually is banking on nostalgia or just never gained tastes beyond a lameass horny 15 year old boy, but that boom it created gave so many light novel writers the ticket they needed to get isekai as a major genre in today's seasonal anime lineup.

Favorite Character: Asuna deserved better you motherfuckers. She actually did stuff until you get thrown into the most unnecessary slice of life arc where they begin the Sexualization. S2 cour 2 they gave her a genuinely interesting opportunity to be a lead, AND Kirito wasn't there. Still not worth watching.

Fandom: you couldn't pay me ANYTHING to check this.

[kowaindar0u]

green yellow purple bronze :3 (@zantedeschia-praesul)

[ MUNDAY COLOR ASKS ]

GREEN - ...favourite place where I like to be.

Honestly... at home in my room lol. It's even better when I live alone (currently living with grandparents 💀), so as soon as I get a job and get caught up on some things I'm gonna be looking for some place to move out to LOL. But yeah! My room has my computer, my tablet, my ps4, my cat usually, and all my fave lil trinkets, and posters when I have my own place.

YELLOW - ...food that makes me very happy.

Oh man lol. I don't know if I really even have a favorite. Well, most good food does make me happy. Biscuits & gravy, flautas, french fries, anything spicy, ddeokbokki, chicken, an ice-cold soda or something... Gah. Now I'm hungry lol

PURPLE - ...silly quote or thing I once said.

I think it can only be properly shown in a screenshot lol 💀

(for context: our friend had gotten called up to help at their old job and I didn't want him to overwork himself just cause he felt obligated so I wanted to be like "you can just say 'no'!" But...)

BRONZE - ...random fact nobody knows about me.

Oooh... Shoot that's hard LOL I'm not that interesting 🤔 Well it's not unknown exactly but. When I was little, like 5-9 maybe, I was obsessed with birds. Especially ducks. They were my favorite animal at the time lol. I would check out books and field guides from the library and just read about birds. Unfortunately I have horrible memory and that was a long time ago so I don't remember much nowadays LOL

[onceuponmmy]

Mother Day Ideas

Whether your mother is someone who likes the outdoors, or someone that enjoys doing things inside. You can't go wrong with anything bought or homemade...

Bookish

(reader/writer/linguist)

<Homemade>

Write her a Story

Homemade Bookmarks

Homemade Puzzles/Crosswords

Write a Poem/Haiku/Family Quote

<Bought>

Her Fave Books (Date with a Book) with Bookmarks

Personalised or Cute Stationery (Pens)

A new Journal/Scrapbook (With Stickers)

Book of Puzzles/Crosswords/Pattern Colouring

Foodie

(cook/baker/foodie)

<Homemade>

Make her Breakfast in Bed

Bake her something

Cook her something

Make or Personalise Apron or Utensils

<Bought>

Cooking Utensils/Equipment or Apron

Get her Fave Treats/Snacks

A selection of her Beverages (Hot or Cold)

Make up a Foodie Kit (Ice Cream Kit, Movie Munchies Kit, etc)

Outdoors

(gardener/active/animals)

<Homemade>

Plan a Day Out (Park, Beach, Gardens, Museum/Gallery, etc)

Grow A Plant/Tree

Make something from wood/glass (Jewellery/Trinket box, etc)

Take care of the Animals for the Day.

<Bought>

Choose a Cap/Hat/Sweatbands/an article of Active Wear

New or Personalised Water bottle/Exercise Equipment

Plant/Flowers/Gardening Tools

Handy Tools (Hammer, tool bag, etc)

Pet Accessories or Mementos (Mugs/Shirts/etc)

Creative

(artist/crafter/memento)

<Homemade>

Photography Projects (Digital Slideshow) Scrapbook

Make Cards/Paintings

Make Candles/Soaps/Bath Salts/Sugar Scrubs

Sewing/Knitting/Crochet (Scarf, Beanie, Slippers, Blanket)

<Bought>

Art Mediums (Paints & Brushes, Pencils, Clay, etc...)

Print Photography Portraits

Scrap-booking Supplies and Book

Sewing/Knitting/Crochet Equipment

Glamour

(fashionista/beauty/shopping)

<Homemade>

Give her a Home Spa Day (Massage, Facial, Pedi-Mani)

Homemade Jewellery (Necklaces, Bracelets, Earrings)

Paint her nail, Create Hairstyles

Have a Fashion Show Runway

Design a Fashion Line with things at Home

<Bought>

Self-Care/Skin Care Kits

Gift Cards/Vouchers

Fashion Accessories (Wallets, Purses, keychains, etc)

Shopping Trip; Choose a new Outfit

Beauty Supplies (Lip balm, Perfume, Make Up, etc)

Entertainment

(singer/dancer/play)

<Homemade>

Compose a Song

Perform a Play

Create Dance Routine

Make a Playlist/Mixed Tape or CD

Homemade Music Memorabilia Crafts

<Bought>

Music Memorabilia

Go to a Show/Orchestra/Play

Attend a Concert of Music Festival

Find Personalised Packaging

Technology

(gamer/computers/devices)

<Homemade>

Play a Game with Her

Design a Game Together

Create something from old Tech Equipment

Laptop Decals/Stickers to Decorate

Sewn Laptop Case

<Bought>

Choose Accessories (Earphones, Speakers, Charger, Bags, Chargers, etc)

Personalised items (Mouse pads, Pictures, etc)

Desk Decorations (LED Lights, etc)

Portable Chargers & Desk Lamps

Smart Devices (Watches, Lights, Alexa)

Chill

(cozy/relaxed/homely)

<Homemade>

Do her Jobs for the Day

Give her a shoulder robe

Movie/TV Series Day in

Junk Food Day

<Bought>

Slippers/Ugh-boots

Fluffy or Soft Blanket/Robe

Sleeping Mask

Massage Tools

Any Mother

(What to get if you're unsure) :

PLAN FOR THE DAY (Doesn't have to be everything, choose what you feel she would love to do)

BOUGHT (Can never go wrong with a custom gift basket)

Build a Gift Basket -

Basket/Gift Box

Treat/Snack/Drink

Self Care/Relaxation

Scented Goodie

"Mom" Goodie (Jewellery, Mug, Cozy things, Bookish...)

Fresh Flowers (Preferably Her Favourite)

Card/Poem/Haiku/Quote

MOTHERS DAY COUPONS (Just some options, or you can make them yourself in to a small booklet)

[reyesstrand]

tag ten people you want to get to know better <3

thanks for the tag @welcometololaland @rosedavid @alrightbuckaroo @strandnreyes & @marjansmarwani <3

relationship status: sooo single

song stuck in my head: one that got away by muna

last song i listened to: salt in the wound by boygenius

three favourite foods: love a baked good! also pasta and tacos. also have to put coffee here because of course.

last thing i googled: train schedules to toronto for boygenius!

dream trip: would love to go somewhere lively and green and near the ocean. i’d also love to leave the continent and italy’s always been a dream, as well as just visiting a bunch of cities in europe. idk i live in a tourist town and work in tourism so getting away somewhere less “typical” and quieter would be lovely to see!

anything i want right now: to have the perfect set-up of time motivation and inspiration to really get back to writing to the point of it just flowing out. i’ve been stuck in a rut of just getting out little snippets or scenes in my notes app recently (i don’t think working six days in a row this week helped with that) and i just want to be able to sit at my computer and have the words come and for me to like them.

if you could be any animal, what would you be and why? okay so…..either like, a bird for the freedom and flying around (and like a crow who collects little trinkets) or one of those otters that just spends their days floating around on the water and holding hands with other otters to sleep.

would you rather have the power to read minds or fly? being a generally anxious person who overthinks it would probably be both a blessing and a curse to know what others are thinking. at this current moment i’m going to go with flying just so i could get away and just be when i need to.

no pressure tagging @carlos-in-glasses @lutavero @freneticfloetry @chaotictarlos @sunshinestrand @unstatedmartini @maxbegone @theghostofashton @terramous and leaving this as an open tag for anyone to participate <3

[frostbite-the-bat]

what do you do in petz + how the fuck is spam tong in petz

ok, so! petz, or in this case, PF Magic Petz specifically, is an old, OLD pet simulator game from the 90s! it's made to run on doo-doo potato computers, and uses it's own wacky technonogy called, and bear with me, "ballz", to render the pet models.

there's other games by pf magic, but we'll focus on petz. before they became stinky ubisoft petz. (ubisoft bought petz) nono ignore that. this is PURE FUCKIN' MAGIC PETZ! (thats what pf stands for)

you adopt a dog or a cat... and you take care of it! and unlike most modern pet sims - your pet truly has a personality of its own. for the game's age it's actually surprisingly complex, and the community is finding new things each year! i believe just last year (or two years ago??) we found out petz have FAVORITE COLORS.

each pet is unique in their own way!! signature animations, favorite foods, what relationships they have with other petz, how you've trained them... one pet may love being fed cheese, while the other may not.

of course there's also personalities for each breed, as each breed has it's own personality. i can't explain this one well, so give this a read!

i used to play petz a lot more back then, nowadays i just check in on it sometimes, but the genuine connection you may get to feel towards your silly guys is real.

fun fact i only adopt cats. i dont do my breeding from scratch but the guys i adopt from other people or PUGS (petz universal game site) (i hope i got that right) i dont like the sounds dogs make. i still need to finish graphics for all my cats. heres some of them. i love them.

what really makes this game is the community! it's a small, but surprisingly lively and friendly community! many of these people may even be twice your age, enjoying this silly pet game online with everyone, it's wonderful! the game is very moddable, and people make their own breeds, toys, areas... anything you think of, it can be put in this game with enough time and creativity!

some people make realistic, breeds, and some people make Silly Guys! like me for example! i'm really into fan-made media petz! it's how i got into the game, after all! i've made some hexied (modded petz) of my own!

ralsei is my best example. gif taken from my site

also, most people around the petz community have their own websites! for their downloads, shows, or to show off their petz!! what you can do is endless. i made my site because of that, though it's in constant disrepair and i SWEAR one day i will move to neocities.

and yes!! shows!! people do shows!! you can pose and take pictures of your petz and it'S actually a very pixel precise thing, trying to get your pet to do a show pose! people do these shows on forums and even give each other little graphic trinkets like badges!!

speaking of graphics... STAMPS!! petz fans love stamps!! i collect some, too, but my collection isnt as impressive as some other people.

people even have stamps for their own sites, that's where these come from!!

already creeping to petz spamton, dont worry!

but about petz hexing, i wanna give a shout out to the skinstealer system at the bad_death site. i admire their work so much. check it out!!! i reblog their things sometimes. (well..on my petz blog but i'll start doing so here, too)

ANYWAYS. PETZ SPAMTON. WHAT IN TOON IS THAT.

Well. you prolly werent there for it but petz spamton took some places of the internet by storm and OH BOY WAS IT BOTH REALLY COOL BUT ALSO VERY TIRING SOMETIME. im not the creator, i do not take credit, however i am partially responsible as that entity was created on my server. (after my friends talked about the reanimated joshua and the promised land video from saberspark - its a big collab and we talked about the people who worked on it. one of them was Moonkitti who has a petz profile picture. i then left the convo but my friend who i wont name so they feel comfy <3 remembered petz and had the wonderful idea of Modding Spamton Into It.)

i was graced with being able to see THE BEASTS PREMIERE. AND LATE AT NIGHT, WATCHING A DISCORD CALL OF THIS THING BEING BORN, SCREEN RECORDING IT ON MY PHONE.... LATER USING THE FOOTAGE TO MAKE This Infamous Video.

petz spamton doesnt look like this anymore its had many updates. (you can see the history on my spamtons as id update a new one and keep it with certain updates!! for example otterpop doesnt have colored paw pads, but mango does.) but this is the original. i had an og adopted as well but i lost it </3 BACK UP YOUR FILES BACK UP YOUR FILES BACK UP YOUR FILES BACK UP YOUR FILES. I MISS YOU CHEESE-TON.

and WELL.. PEOPLE LIKED THIS MOD...! much much fanart... and even some drama uh oh please people dont sexualize feral animals. thanks. go to hell and die. it was both very fun but as you can imagine it got overwhelming especially for my friend so i am keeping them anonymous!! they do have a sideblog for petz just named "petzspamton" if you want to see The Og.

it got many people into petz!! it was wonderful to see people discover this old game. hell! even i got into it this way! though as trends are, they usually go away eventually. i stay however because im ill. hashtag number one spamton pet breeder. dont take it the wrong way. i like spamton mixies.

oh yeah! the breeding in this game! SURPRISINGLY VERY COMPLEX. WONT BE GETTING INTO IT. but! two petz can have a baby! including modded petz! it can create Monstrosities. but some are niceys! i like both the cursed ones because funny but also getting some niceys to keep :) i have many mixed spamtons!!

for example iceshock (white) and creature! (grey)

the possibilities truly are endless !!

but yeah. the hype died down but its always funny meeting people, talking about interests, we get to deltarune. I mention petz, then they say oh yeah petz spamton i know that AND THEN THEY REALIZE WHO I AM "YOU MADE THAT SPAMTON VIDEO" BRUH IT HAS 4K VIEWS ONLY LIKE HOW DO YOU FIND THIS SHIT . THIS HAPPENED ONCE OVER SOMEONE I MET ON A FUCKING CLUB PENGUIN PRIVATE SERVER. i do not like micro fame but oh my god this shit is always so fucking insane and funny to me i love it i love being a fucking cryptid. BUT ANYWAYS

things layed dormant. petz spamton server dead as hell. my own server #living tho #gaming #swag #iamruinbornaftonialwayscomeback.

and then... THEN... SPAMTON SWEEPSTAKES OCCURS. AND THERES A PETZ MENTION THERE. DID WE CAUSE THAT? OR IS IT TOBY JUST LIKING OLD GAMES AS HE DOES.

WELL READ MORE HERE BECAUSE I TALKED ABOUT THIS ON MY WEBBED SITE !

BUT YES. SPAMTON IS IN PETZ NOW. IM PARTIALLY RESPONSIBLE. ITS PROBABLY BEEN REFERENCED BY TOBY FOX??? IF YES THEN I HAVE 2 NICKELS FOR HAVING A THING IM RESPONSIBLE/PARTIALLY RESPONSIBLE FOR BEING NOTICED BY THE CREATORS. NOT A LOT BUT WEIRD IT HAPPENED TWICE.

PLEASE ASK ME ABOUT MY SPAMTONS. I LOVE THEM.

but man if i may get goopy orizfhhguguughh ill be fr height of petz spamton hype got Tiring .im sosososos glad the server we had for it was tiny as hell and secret because MAN. URUGHH

[jonathanvik]

Luyten V - Chapter 7

“Hello, Stargazers!” With considerable enthusiasm, the cartoon figure gave an enthusiastic wave. Stargazers were what Stella’s fans liked to call themselves, apparently. Cecilia stared at the computer screen, somewhat mystified.

Unlike Cecilia’s bare, stark room in the facility, Rose’s bedroom was alive with personality. Trinkets littered the floor, many disassembled into their component parts in neat piles. Cute stuffed animal toys decorated the shelves, a menagerie of rainbow colors. Multiple clocks ticked away in a perfect rhythmic symphony, never missing a beat.

“It’s Superchat time. Ask anything you want.” The animated star paused. “Within reason, of course. We don’t want a repeat of the volleyball debacle.”

“Volleyball debacle?” Cecilia raised an eyebrow.

“It’s a long story. Don’t worry about it,” Rose said, waving a dismissive hand.

“Okay,” Cecilia stewed before the dam finally broke. “Why are we watching some cartoon person answer questions? I don’t get this.”

“It’s more anime than a cartoon, I’d say.”

“I have no idea what that means.”

Rose breathed out a forlorn sigh, muttering under her breath to a higher power for guidance. “We have a long way to go.”

Cecilia grumbled to herself, annoyed at how everyone seemed to assume she was some sheltered cavegirl. While she had access to phenomenal cosmic knowledge, it didn’t mean she knew everything. Besides, Cecilia figured that if the Akashic Record never bothered telling her about anime, it probably wasn’t that important.

“It’s simple. Think of Stella as an actress. She pretends to play an intergalactic traveler, and we all play along,” Rose said.

“...why?”

“Because it’s fun!” Rose smiled, beaming with energy. “People watch Stella because she’s entertaining. It’s not much different from wrestling, I suppose.”

“Wrestling?” Like the ancient sport? What did that have to do with anything?

Rose rubbed her temple. “Never mind. Just watch and learn.”

“Thanks for the Superchat! Have I ever visited Japan?” Stella said, reading the blue that had appeared in her chat. The person had donated two dollars to their anime idol. Her digital avatar brightened. “I have, actually! Many times. I love traveling! I’ve been basically everywhere.”

“Yeah, because she’s an intergalactic space traveler,” Cecilia said dryly. She wondered why the person behind the motion capture invented that silly backstory for her digital avatar.

“No, I think she’s being honest about that one,” Rose replied, confusing Cecilia further. Was everything the vTuber said fake or not?

Stella continued. “I’ve visited many cultures across the years. But here’s a secret: fundamentally, people are people, no matter where they live. They each have their hopes and dreams and people they love. That’s what I like about humanity, that they’re dreamers. They make mistakes, but everyone fundamentally wants a better future.”

“What’s wrong?” Rose asked, catching Cecilia’s forlorn expression.

“It’s nothing.” Cecilia turned away, her mood souring further. Future? What future? With the Earth on the brink of destruction, why was she wasting time watching some silly cartoon person instead of doing something to help defeat the Altair? Yet, what could she do? Cecilia flopped onto Rose’s bed, dejected. 

“If you don’t like vTubers, that’s fine,” Rose said, closing her laptop. “We’ll do something else.”

“Aren’t you scared?” Cecilia asked, her voice shaking. “The Altair are coming after you.”

“Ah, so that’s it,” Rose said, catching on to the sudden shift in her friend’s mood. She tossed an arm over Cecilia's shoulder and pulled her in close. “I try not to think about it. It’s too big for me, so I avoid the issue. Not much else I can do, really.”

“But you might die tomorrow.”

“I realized that. That’s why I’m trying to watch all the Stella streams I can.”

“Why?” Cecillia asked, confused. “Why bother with her?”

“Because I like her, okay?” Rose snorted, frustrated her friend wasn’t getting it. “I don’t need another reason. If my time remaining is short, I’m spending it doing what I love. Watching Stella, hanging out with Vera, being with my family, and hanging out with you. That sort of thing. Heck, I’m even speaking with my sister more often!”

“Oh,” Cecilia said, getting Rose’s point. It made her feel guilty for rudely dismissing her new friend’s interests. Rose was sharing what she loved, and Cecilia was acting like a total spoilsport. 

“But let’s talk about something else, please.” Clearly, Rose didn’t enjoy discussing her mortality. “So you don’t like vTubers. That’s fine. We can do something else. What do you do with your free time, Cecilia? Besides reading?”

“Well…” Cecilia faltered. There wasn’t much else, really. “Movies?” She hedged. It was a safe answer.

“Me too.” Rose clapped her hands together. “I have some romantic comedies I’ve been dying to get through. How about that?”

“Sure.” While Cecilia had heard of the genre, she’d never seen one. It wasn’t to her surrogate mother’s tastes. But hey, why not? She might actually like them.

---

“Are you okay?” Rose asked as Cecilia sniffed, wiping away tears. On the screen, the couple held hands, the gesture tender and loving. After a brief, hesitant pause, they gained the courage to move in for the kiss.

“It’s just... so beautiful. I’m just happy they’re together... after everything.” After fighting and arguing the entire movie, the couple finally realized they loved each other. Happy things always made Cecilia cry.

“That’s how these things go.” But Rose smiled, pleased her friend enjoyed the movie. “The pair squabble, spend forever pretending they can’t stand each other, but eventually realize they can’t live without each other. It blossoms into love and they get together. That’s movies for you. Nothing like that ever happens in real life, I’m sure.”

Rose checked the clock. “How about another movie? We have until 9 before your doctor picks you up.”

“Yes, please.” Cecilia nodded with enthusiasm. Rose scanned through her collection of DVDs.

“Hmm. This one’s pretty cheesy. Let’s see if this one makes you cry too.” Rose paused as she caught the expression on her friend’s face. “Is something the matter?”

“I…” Cecilia wobbled in her seat, using the corner of Rose’s bed to steady her balance. She gasped as knowledge filled her. It wasn’t like memorizing for a test or studying a subject. No, it was more like someone had jammed a needle into her brain and injected it with the liquid fire of universal knowledge. Accessing the Akashic Record was never a pleasant experience.

“I’ll be fine,” Cecilia said, regaining her bearing as she stared into Rose’s concerned face.

“Okay,” Rose said after a hesitant pause. “Do you often get dizzy spells?”

Cecilia took a breath, recalling what she’d learned. It returned with crystal clarity, every word and image etched into her brain forever. She never forgot anything the Akashic Record told her.

“Sorry, Rose, but it’s best if I get going,” Cecilia said.

“Okay.” Rose eyed her with concern but didn’t press the issue. She left the room while Cecilia called Doctor Burbidge to pick her up early.

“Are you sure you can’t stay?” Rose’s mother asked. “We’d love to have you over for dinner.”

“Aww! But I wanna play!” Rose’s little brother said, throwing a miniature fit. He’d taken an instant liking to his sister’s new friend. It’d been a chore to convince him the girls wanted alone time. “You promised!”

“No, I should go. Sorry, Danny, maybe next time.” Cecilia said, resigned. The boy pouted, but nodded, making her pinky promise to honor that. 

What she’d seen in her vision couldn’t wait. Besides, it reminded Cecilia she didn’t belong with normal people. No matter how much she pretended otherwise, Cecilia could never live a normal life.

“Well, come over whenever you like!” Rose said, taking Cecilia’s hand in hers. Rose’s guilelessness made Cecilia’s heart pang with guilt. She knew nothing about Cecilia’s true nature or her connection to LUVOLT. Even if it was indirect, Cecilia had lied to the girl by omission.

“How was it?” Doctor Burbidge asked as Cecilia climbed into her car.

“It was fun,” Cecilia replied, but her voice trailed off. 

Rose’s family had been too kind to her. But what’d they think if they learned the truth about her? Even at school, Cecilia felt like she was playing dress-up, pretending to be someone she wasn’t. Cecilia was a clone, a freak with powers beyond their understanding. Powers beyond even Cecilia’s understanding. What did that make her, she wondered? Cecilia brooded as they drove to the LUVOLT facility in silence.

“We’re here.” Doctor Burbidge said as they approached the checkpoint. “I’m curious to see if what you’ve learned is important enough to drag us here at this hour.” The sun had reached its zenith, red light stretching across the horizon, breathtaking in its fiery glory.

“It will be.” Cecilia paused before speaking again. “What do you think about Rose?”

“She seems like a nice, courageous girl. Brilliant, too, from all accounts,” her surrogate mother replied.

“I think she might be the future. We need to protect her at all costs.” Cecilia swore she’d do anything to protect her new friend.

“Back again?” Sandage said, furrowing his brow. “It’s the weekend. Why aren’t you out enjoying yourself? Unlike some people, you aren’t forced to be here.”

“I had another vision.” This caught the agent’s attention. He stood to attention, his focus centered on her.

“Continue.”

It was uncanny. The Akashic Record might have provided them the key that they needed. But Cecilia wasn’t under any illusions that it’d directly helped her. Its visions were too random for such a fantastical notion. There was no higher power watching and aiding them. Such an idea was unscientific. “I may know how to create a weapon for Luyten V.”

“Really? How?” Sandage furrowed his brow.

“But we’re talking about technology far beyond our technical understanding!” Cecilia paced the room like a trapped animal. “Heck, we barely understand how the Luyten V functions! There’s no way this will work!”

“Cecilia, deep breaths. Let us worry about the logistics,” Sandage said, trying to placate the irate girl. “Just tell us what you learned. We’ll work out the rest.”

“Okay.” Despite the agent’s reassurances, Cecilia was a bundle of nerves. While this new weapon gave them some modicum of hope, she feared it existed to mock her, that her contribution would end up pointless. Cecilia spent the next half-hour scratching away at notepaper until her fingers went numb. She caught the agent’s expression when he scanned through her notes.

“I realize it isn’t exactly a weapon, but it’s tough and destructive,” Cecilia said defensively.

Sandage, however, only gave her a toothy grin. “But it should do. I’ll give the order for construction right away. Besides, it’s stylish. If it means clobbering the Altair, I’ll take a killer squeaky toy!” Despite herself, Cecilia grinned along with him. His exuberant energy filled her, and she couldn’t wait to see the Altair get their teeth kicked in.

---

The building was all clamor and noise as a shadowy figure slipped in. The floor creaked with every step, its wooden boards bending under their weight. Okab’s ears burned as he entered the room. Unlike the peace of the endless dark or the harmonious bustle of his kind, these humans had no rhyme or reason. They chattered for the sake of chattering, little else. Okab scrunched his face in distaste, but he bore the clamor for the mission. This establishment seemed the best place to begin his search. It stood near where the Red Devil fought with his brethren. The establishment served as a meeting place for humans. Someone must know something. 

“May I help you, sir?” A female human said behind a counter. Her outfit showed a grotesque amount of bare skin, no doubt to attract the opposite sex of her kind. Her floral artificial scent made Okab’s nose twitch in distaste. 

“Information.” Okab coughed out the unfamiliar language like it tasted like ash. It was so inelegant compared to the telepathy of his people.

“Information?” The female screwed her face. “Look, I run a safe, clean establishment here. I don’t care if you’re searching for some bounty or whatever. Ask someplace else.”

But Okab continued like the woman hadn’t spoken. “The Red Devil, who pilots it?”

“The what? You mean the Luyten V?” the woman narrowed her eyes. “Who’s asking?”

“Who pilots it?” Okab repeated, his face twisting into a snarl.

“I don’t think I will,” the woman replied. “I want you to leave my establishment. Go before I call the cops.”

“Who pilots it?”

“You heard her.” Another human said. The tall male dwarfed Okab by two feet, his burly, hairy arms thick like tree trunks. A human worker drone, no doubt. The man took an intimidating pose, standing mere inches away from Okab. When Okab didn’t respond, a burly hand pushed against him. Despite their size difference, the more diminutive Okab didn't even wobble. 

“Huh?” The man’s face scrunched up in confusion. With his considerable strength, the blow should have knocked Okab to the floor. “Leave.”

“Pest.”

“What?” The man screamed, his face twisting in pain as Okab grabbed the arm accosting him. With a simple jerk of his hand, Okab snapped the offending appendage. 

So weak. That’s all it took to cause crippling pain? The man whimpered in agony, gripping his mangled arm. Liquid poured from the limb, exposing parts of bone that made the humans pale in horror and disgust.

“What are you?” Fear filled the man’s eyes, staggering away in terror. In his haste, he toppled over his own legs and landed hard on his wound. These foolish humans can’t even control their own limbs? 

The female screamed, making Okab flinch. He so disliked loud noises. At least the crowd had gone into stunned silence. The woman released a startled gasp as a hand clasped around her wrist, its grip like iron. Her futile attempt to rip herself free only caused the woman more pain.

“Please, take anything from the till. Just leave, please!” The woman said, sobbing as Okab increased the pressure. 

“Who is the Red Devil’s pilot? You will answer me.”

“Anything, just don’t hurt me!” After some difficulty navigating some mechanical device with one arm, she showed him a picture of some foundling girl standing next to a white-suited man with dark skin. 

Okab stared down at the mulling human whimpering under his gaze. She’d long surrendered any chance of freeing herself from his grip and sobbed to herself uncontrollably. These humans were so soft. All it’d taken to break her spirit was a little pain and intimidation? Okab’s mouth twisted in contempt. If this was humanity’s metal, they’d fall to the Altair in hours. He doubted the Red Devil’s champion would offer any tougher resistance. But first, he’d clean up this scum. He was doing the cosmos a favor.

[alykatsevents]

Hello! I was wondering if I could request a romantic Hazbin Match up!

Name is Olivia.

Pronouns: She/her and female gender Sexuality: Straight

Style: My style ranges depending on my mood but it consistantly falls into three categories of dresses (Usually knee length with a fit and flare waist), comfy (Sweaters and comforters), and sexy (Think corsets and bustiers.). I like wearing make-up and styling my hair into cute styles (Sadly I suck at braiding.) Shoes… honestly I think I like all shoes except crocks. I love Nail art too!

Hobbies/Interest: Drawing, singing, gaming, reading and shopping. I like trying out new things from activities and foods. Favorite subjects are history, mythology, and computer science, and I like building furniture when I have a guide.

Book genres: Romance, Fantasy, Historical, and Mystery Fears: Snakephobia and Entomophobia. Also fear of open vast water (Look idk what's under me and that would freak me out!)

Personality:

I'm called a social butterfly by everyone I know. I've also been told I have a tendency to adopt introverts into my circle and care for them. No joke, I've been invited to place because I'm willing to talk to strangers and not shy away from conversation. I've been told that I'm very entertaining to be around because I'm very bubbly and animated in my interactions because I like making people happy.

Jokes on everyone because internally I'm very shy and a nervous wreck, I just know how to hide it well. I definitely can suffer from feeling inadequet and have imposter syndrome XD Honestly to quote my favorite character: I'm an insecure, neurotic control freak… on crack. I can also be materialistic and pouty.

I'm very protective over my loved ones, think "Hurt them, I hurt you and no one will find the body." I tend to hover over loved ones if they are sick or sad and help take care of them.

I also can definitely be a bitch but usually the other person deserves my ire. I also will hold grudges if people backstab me or my loved ones. They can say they are sorry but I will not trust them again nor will I let them near my circle of people.

Fav Foods: I love spicy foods, baked goods, and love trying to make new dishes or eating them.

Love Languages: Physical Touch: I love to cuddle, hug and everything else under the sun. If I'm kissed on the forehead, I will swoon.

Emotional: This is a must because if there's no emotional connection why is there a relationship to begin with. I want to be able to talk to my partner and them to me no matter the situation. Both the good and the bad.

Gift giving: I don't care what kind of gift, for me it's the thought that counts that I was on his mind.

My type: I'm very specific in my type so I'mma choose two good and one bad: I want someone loving and caring, and not a jackass. Otherwise I will be the one punching them.

I match you with....

Sir Pentious

~He thinks your beautiful and will tell you any chance he gets

~He'll play with and braid your hair

~He loves your singing

~Look your scared of snakes, But this man is the definition of harmless, Even in hell!

~He's tried spicy food with you before and it did not go well

~He loves to cuddle, sometimes the egg bois join

~Yall's relationship is built on communication

~He'll bring you anything, Ranging from dresses he may or may have stolen to little trinkets he thinks you'd like

~He'll love on you any chance he gets

~Very honest in the relationship

~He trusts you with the egg bois, that is a big honor

~Your nail art amazes him

~He's a big history fan and will just talk about it just to talk

~Very good bf

[acemistakes]

Before I get into anything, I'd like to preface a couple things…

a) Please know your limits. things mentioned in here are suggestions, please don't try anything that could potentially get yourself in trouble.

b) Some topics may be sort of heavy. As the title suggests I will be talking about Catholicism and the church.

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Table of Contents

i. Introduction

ii. Alternatives

iii. Beliefs

iv. Things to keep in mind

v. Conclusion

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Living in a Catholic household when you’re someone who isn’t fully interested in the beliefs anymore is a rough thing. Witchcraft can be interesting and cool but unfortunately has to be hidden away. As someone who also has to hide their craft while living in a Catholic household, here are some recommendations on how to practice secretly and also some other things I’ve had to learn throughout time.

So you likely have to hide your craft away. It sucks but it’s true. Luckily there are some ways to practice secretly. These are just a few that you can try and incorporate into your own practice.

Church

Going to church can be pretty rough especially when you aren’t exactly tied to those beliefs anymore, but unfortunately your family is still dragging you along. During mass, one thing you could do would be meditating. Focus on your breathing and do what you can. If you enjoy singing, you can still sing along with the mass songs. Just dedicate them to any deities you may worship. Some of those songs are really good.

Candles

Depending on your situation, you may or may not be allowed to have candles in your room. While they are a great little way for secretive spells or even having one in honor of your deity, having a candle may not be a privilege you have. Well, perhaps you could use a wax warmer instead. There are plenty of electronic ones that don’t use a candle flame to heat up the wax. There are a few shops online I’ve seen that even sell wax melts made with certain intentions.

But on the other hand, if you can have candles. They are an easy and secret way to honor any deities or even doing spells, as I have mentioned. They’re one of those things that can be hidden in plain sight. They’re easy to find and come in all different scents so you can find one that fits the intention you want.

Digital Witchcraft

Digital witchcraft is a thing! It’s another way you can hide your craft without having to hide all your tools. You can make a digital altar on Animal Crossing, or even utilize the community altar chat in this community. While I cannot go into too much detail on how digital witchcraft works, I’m sure there are many resources in this community that can provide a more in depth look into it.

Digital BOS

For this one I will say, be careful. A digital book of shadows can be a wonderful thing. Use Microsoft Word, Google Docs, or even just the bookmark function on your computer or other device. It’s an easy way to keep everything in one spot and can be a hidden resource. But also be smart with this especially if privacy is something you aren’t granted enough.

Hiding in plain sight

Candles were the first thing that I mentioned that can be something hidden in plain sight. Crystals can be another thing. If you’re someone who loves shiny or pretty things. Or if you’re honestly just someone who seems like you would collect crystals. Those are something easy to explain away. Plants too! If you can manage to keep plants in your room that is another thing that can be tied into witchcraft without being super obvious.

Dice or playing cards. Tarot cards are not a necessity for witchcraft but if you’re still interested in the divination aspect of things, try out divination using dice or playing cards. To replace a pendulum, use a necklace with a pendant or some sort of weight or even a coin. These are normal things to find in a household that don’t really scream ‘witchcraft’. Simple things like these, along with any other trinkets that you use in your craft can be left out as an altar without even seeming like one.

Now this part is probably one of the hardest things to deal with when leaving the Catholic faith. Everyone likely has different experiences when it comes to dealing with breaking out of certain mindsets that we’ve grown up with.

The Gods are not omniscient

When learning about The Lord, we learn that he is omniscient. Knowing anything and everything. Always there and within everything he created. He’s always listening and watching out for His people. Well, this isn’t necessarily true for the other gods. At least, it doesn’t seem like a common thing. Sure the gods are present and there, but they likely don't know everything. They won’t be there with you at every second of every day. And you are more than okay to correct me if I am wrong, but this is pretty much how I see it.

You aren’t going to be punished for every little thing you do wrong

One thing that you find a lot, at least in the church’s teachings, is that if you are a sinner then you’re going to Hell. Or that God will punish you accordingly. Or whatever. You must follow the teachings of The Lord or you’ll suffer for it. Which is weird when he is also supposed to be a very forgiving god. Sending his son down to die for our sins and all that.

This also is not a huge thing for the gods. Granted I cannot speak for them but from what I’ve seen from others is that the gods won’t send you to eternal damnation just for mistakes made in your life. They won’t punish you for things that the church says are deserving of punishment. Of course, God also won’t be punishing you for really just being who you are. The bible does say that he forgives and loves all of his creation. You are also his creation if that is what you believe.

Prayer

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Prayer

noun

-a solemn request for help or expression of thanks addressed to God or an object of worship

-an earnest hope or wish

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I’m throwing this under the beliefs section because prayer is whatever you believe it is. Plus this isn’t really an alternative, to be honest. Prayer was something that took a bit of time to wrap my head around, and also at least one therapy session. But it seems like praying can look different for everyone, that it means something different for everyone. What is your definition of prayer? And how would you say it ties into your practice?

For me personally, prayer is a conversation. It honestly always has been. It is me talking with the god or spirit that I intend to talk to. Structured prayers have always just seemed like part of a process for me. It never held much meaning, but when I’m doing personal prayers there is meaning and emotion. I say what I want to say rather than what I am told to say. Speaking out loud or even singing could be a prayer. So I ask again, what is prayer to you?

Now I just threw…quite a bit at you. So here are some things to maybe keep in mind.

Church teachings ≠ God’s teachings

Now this is mostly my own personal belief. But I don’t see some of the church’s teachings as what God intended. Maybe this is because of a bias or something along those lines. But there just seems to be way too much hate and ignorance within the Catholic church.

Now I was also raised in a pretty lax family when it came to the church and Catholic beliefs. My mom dubbing herself as a ‘cafeteria Catholic’ because she, in her words, picks and chooses which beliefs she wants to believe in. So from a young age I was pretty much shown that every belief within the church doesn’t necessarily have to be your own.

Stay respectful

Try to stay respectful towards the Catholic faith and The Lord. There are many people who still very much believe in this faith and while you can have your own feelings on the matter, try to respect others who wish to practice this faith. It’s true that it is not for everyone. Although there are still many people who are very much into the whole thing.

I also want to say that you should stay respectful to God. He is still very much a divine being that is deserving of respect just like all the other gods. Maybe don’t go bashing Him for everything that’s happened. But I understand that it is a hard thing to not turn all your anger on him. It’s something that is learned over time. It is something that I am still trying to learn myself. While I do respect Him, there is still quite a bit of anger that I know I need to work through.

Take your time

This is something I have said a lot and I’m sure you’re all sick of hearing it, but everyone’s practice is their own. Do not rush into things especially if you are still in a situation where you cannot practice freely. Take your time with your research. You don’t have to jump into spellwork or deity work right off the bat. Building your knowledge is just as important as everything else in witchcraft, if not more important. You will progress in your own time, it’s not a race so please don’t feel bad if you think you aren’t progressing because I will tell you right now that you are.

Things will get better

Being unable to practice openly sucks. I get that, I really do. Hiding away from your family and having beliefs you may fear will get you in trouble is not fun in the slightest. But guess what? You’ll move out one day. Get your own place and you’ll be able to practice as openly as you wish in your own home. Every family is different so I cannot speak for everyone’s situation. Just know that no matter what things will get better, in whatever form that is.

Well….that was a lot. Those are some recommendations that I have, if you have any others that you recommend please feel free to drop a comment! And as always, if I have said anything wrong please correct me on it. The last thing I want is to be spreading misinformation.

[heiressofdoodles]

I had wandered in and out of the six other gates before. I was curious what was behind them, but I didn’t make any commitments. Lust was an easy one to stay clear of, and so was Sloth. The idea of being around people like that felt wrong, and so did the idea of sitting around, waiting for the end of time. Gluttony was tempting, an endless banquet, but something made me turn away.

I knew quite a lot of people that would immediately turn to Wrath for their haven. From what little I saw, it could’ve been a competition, a fierce determination to conqueror the land, to an almost Doom like battlefield. For a moment, I wondered how many board games they had, and how many ended poorly. It seemed entertaining, but I was always scared of getting hurt or seeing others get hurt like that. The thought of entering and staying made me feel queasy.

Then I looked at Pride. It seemed... wrong. All the other gates were glorious and beautiful, but Pride... It was an office door. Decrepit, rotting away and rusted. No one has used it in a long time. With bated breath, I opened the door. I’m not too sure what I expected, but it certainly was nothing like what I saw. There was a small crowd, none of whom I knew. I stepped inside, and asked the Angel and Demon what was wrong with this place.

“Oh, sweet child,“ the Demon sneered. “There is nothing wrong here. This is the final resting place of the most prideful humans your world has to offer.”

The Angel shot a deadly glare at the Demon. “This place has been abandoned for quite some time, child,“ the Angel began, turning their attention back to me. “Pride is not a place most people want to stay until the end of time. It can either become your haven or your hell."

I walked into the warehouse this afterlife took the shape of. “If I enter,” I began, “will I get a part of this place?“

“If you wish,“ the Angel responded quietly.

“And I can do anything in that section?” The Angel’s expression didn’t change, but the Demon eyed me with suspicion.

“Within reason.” I smiled, trying to hide my sudden excitement. Normally, I’d stay away from warehouses. They felt more like echo chambers than storage units. But this had potential. My mind was suddenly rushing with ideas, like a painter staring at a blank canvas, or a writer looking at a concept. I walked away, the door closing behind me. I looked briefly at the different inhabitants and what they were doing. They had made their own corners of the warehouse, some of them working away on machinery, writing on a paper or tapping away on a computer.

When I reached a section that was empty, I found a piece of paper and a pencil. I took it, and immediately began to write down my ideas. Different things I wanted to do here, things I wanted to challenge myself to. A garden, painting, animals I wanted to befriend, stories, I wanted to feel accomplished when the time finally died. If this was going to be the last impact I make on reality itself, I wanted it to be something I could look back on, and be proud of.

It took me a few years, but I made the garden I wanted to. Lilies, roses, mint, tulips, and even a few bonsai trees. A few other people came by my corner, and we made some nice conversations. Some new people came by too. Not all stayed, but some did. Over the next thousand or so years, I did more. Painted more, grew more, got closer to the animals that would wander in and out of the realm of Pride, continued writing more. I don’t think I ever had so much fun while doing it. My garden was thriving and healthy, my paintings scattered the warehouse, the few trinkets I got from the crows scattered my work desk, a cat bed sat beside the cat tree I had built, the stories I written felt sturdy and consistent.

Some saw my work as being too self indulgent. They told me that I’m over my head. I just told them with a smile, “I am allowed to be prideful. We are the dead, but I’ve never been more alive.”

In the afterlife, you are given a choice of 7 gates to pass through and indulge in a deadly sin for the rest of eternity, but one in particular catches your eye; a rusty office door labelled “PRIDE” in bold font.

[pocarinapyon]

Hmn................... I'm thinking..........

👑/🖥️ A Genshin Impact imagine with SAGAU and Isekai tropes wherein if Genshin is running / open and there are no (fully) conscious people around, the active character materializes and can move around a certain distance from the device. Example: if you're playing using the computer then that is the center point / origin. If the game shuts down for any reason (example: power iterruption, device crash, etc.), then the materialized character returns back to Teyvat. 😓

Now since this is a self-aware Genshin A.U., they can hear you when you talk. They can also see you behind the screen. Unfortunately, it's only when they are facing the camera. So when you travel around Teyvat, they have their backs turned on you (not the betrayal kind, lol). They want to but they can't repsond to you or anything. They can only do their usual animations or say their usual script.

Additionally, imagine the bond level has a factor on how they act when materialized. Note: bond 10 doesn't necessarily mean lovers.

So anyway... I usually have Albaby (Albedo) or Turtlelinnie (Childe) active. Both are bond 10. So what if I (from this point on, I will use "you") fell asleep while playing Genshin then Albedo or Childe materializes? 🐱!

I assume the first time this happens, they would be surprised...in a good way. Finally, they can get to interact with you! They'd be shocked: like, staring at their palms, looking around, watching you sleeping. Childe would probably try to wake you up, excited to talk to you! But the moment you do wake up, he returns back to Teyvat. 😡! He's so pissed off! He just wants to interact with you! Meanwhile, Albedo would be on the gentler side. He doesn't wake you up and just sits on the bed beside you. He patiently waits for your slumber to end while contemplating on many things. How did this happen? How should he greet you when you wake up? What will you say or how would you react? Would you be happy to see him? Sadly, his patience was for naught as he is transported back to Teyvat when you woke up. 🥲

The second time they materialize, you left your Genshin running in your PC / PS while doing something outside the house/dorm/room. Both would explore the area a bit. Maybe Childe would do some cleaning. Or Albedo would be checking out the books or trinkets around. They would try to get to know you more by browsing through your stuff. They would also try to bring a souvenir back with them....which they would fail to do. 🤣

On moments that you're feeling shitty and cried yourself to sleep, they would materialize and try to comfort you as you lay still...in any way they can. They hope you're having a good dream. Albedo or Childe would wipe your tears away and whisper words of affirmation, encouragement, and love to you. They would caress your sleeping figure and pepper you kisses. They just can't bear to see you sad! 🥺

So basically, you have a secret companion supporting you. 😍❤️

... Albedo plz. Childe plz. 😍❤️

[the-trashiest-of-the-trash]

Brother's reactions to MC giving them a squishmallow

My first actual Obey Me related post! I thought this would be pretty fun to do lol It's my first time writing for any of the brothers, so I apologize if anything is OOC. Enjoy~

Lucifer

Accepts it graciously, but he's a bit confused. Why would you give him a stuffed animal? But he gives it a squish and he completely understands now.

He keeps it in his room, you won't see him with it outside of there. It sits on his desk most of the time, along with any other trinkets you might have given him.

He likes how squishy it is though he won't admit it. It reminds him of you. Cuddly and small.

If anyone, his brothers or some other demon, makes any comment about the squishmallow, and he happens to overhear, he'll dare them to say it again. No one disrespects any gift from you.

Mammon

Pfft. What's he going to do with a toy? No, wait, he'll take it. He loves it.

He hides it away from the rest of the brothers so they can't steal it (or tease him about it)

He takes it out and gives it a few squishes whenever he's upset. It would be even better if you had a cologne or perfume and you sprayed some onto it.

He totally doesn't sleep with it... totally. That's what he tells his brothers, but he sleeps with it whenever he misses you.

Levi

He was amazed you would even give him a gift. He accepted it, stuttering out a thanks as he turned as red as a tomato.

He keeps it in his bed, and he sleeps with it all the time. His Henry gave it to him, so why wouldn't he?

He moves it to his desk whenever he's on his computer. If you can't be there, the squishmallow is your surrogate. He imagines you cheering him on.

It brings him out of his jealousy too. Whenever he thinks you might prefer a brother over him, he looks at it and reminds himself of how much you care for him.

Satan

He squishes it whenever he needs to calm down. It comforts him, and does wonders to calm his wrath. He's not sure if it's because of how soft it is, or if it's because it's from you.

Regardless, he keeps it on his shelf. It helps support some of the books that are on there. He likes keeping it somewhere he can see it.

It's nice to hold when he reads. He keeps it tucked under his arm, so he has fallen asleep with it on occasion.

He'll only allow you to touch it. He put a hex on it, just to make sure none of his brothers will touch it. Only the two of you are immune to it.

Asmo

"Oh, MC, darling! Thank you!" He immediately accepted it, and he'll give you a smooch on the cheek as a thanks. (If you're comfortable)

Bonus points if the colour matches his room, but it's okay if it doesn't. He'll love it all the same.

He always has it out on his bed, and insists on having small accessories for his little friend. He'll want to get a matching one with you though!

He will probably start a collection of them. He would have a dedicated shelf and it would be full. But the original one that you gave him would still be on his bed. It would be his favourite of the bunch.

Beel

When you handed it to him, he was so happy. He gave it a squish and hugged you, thanking them for the gift.

He keeps it on his bed, and he brings it into your room whenever he visits. He wants to let you know how much he appreciates it.

He likes how squishy it is, and no matter how hard he holds it, it always comes back into the same shape. However, he might have to fluff it a bit.

He would love to buy a gift for you too. He ended up buying you a cheeseburger squishmallow. He thought it was cute, just like you.

Belphie

It's perfect, another addition to his pile of pillows and blankets. He thanks you and goes off to sleep with it.

But he treats this one with the same care as his cow pillow. Dragging it around wherever he goes like a companion.

He's almost never seen without it. He's in class? It's there. Student council meeting? There. Dinner table? It's also there.

The only time he doesn't have it is if you or Beel has it. If anyone else tries to take it, oh boy, they better watch themselves. He won't let them get away with it.

[rake-rake]

"Mai-san has stayed over before, but it's been years." and she wasn't truly from the school. They barely saw each other outside of the school exchange now, even if they called sometimes. Just another evidence of the drift between the names Gojo and Zen'in.

Letting go off Yuji's arm, he opens his door and holds it open for his friend. It was a good thing that unlike most kids his age Megumi was very tidy and his room had barely anything out of place. An unkempt bed covered on dog fur and a empty mug of tea where the main negative highlights, but the room itself seemed extremely well kept. It was spacious despite a giant closet covering most of a wall, the others holding different shelves with either aromatic candles or small trinkets, souvenirs from travels, and animal plushies. There was one bookshelf filled to the brim with all kind of books, specifically period and romance novels as well as thick medicine books. One line though was occupied by only mandala books, at least a hundred already finished and the last one only middle way. The wide desk had a desktop computer at one side and was covered with all kind of stationery, specially markers and pencils. The floor wasn't as neat though, with pillows and blankets all over to the point some had to be kicked away in order to not be stepped on.

He wants to explain himself but is already dragged upstairs on his wrist and does not resist the pull at all. Instead he is fascinated by the multitude of family pictures. It really does make more sense now and it does make the place very homely to which the pink haired one can only smile. They seemed like a happy family.

“Oh. I don't mind Kuku. I wish I grew up with pets like that.”, he was quickly brought back to the present. Sure shinigamis like that weren't really pets but Megumi sure seemed to treat them as such so he simply assumed it was okay to call them that.

“Say, Megumi. Did you never had a sleepover before? Like, with a friend from school?”, his curiosity got the best of him, because if the answer was no, oh boy would they have a lot to do. He wanted to give him the full experience.

[moiyume]

More Yandere!Izuku headcanons, pls? He's so fluffy and soft, he was one of the few Yandere I liked.

YANDERE!IZUKU MIDORIYA HEADCANONS ♡

A/N: Hello my angel! I have a crush on Yandere!Izuku too... so I made this with great care, I hope you like it. ♡

Warnings ⚠️: yandere themes, mentions of stalking, delusional behaviour, insecurities and kidnapping.

Pairing: Yandere!Izuku Midoriya × GN!reader.

Words: 470.

Masterlist. ♡

Type: careful obsessive, passionate delirious, observant stalker.

Izuku is an avid collector of objects, that's a fact, we can see this better when we enter his old U.A. dorm room, there are several action figures, posters, figurines and all kinds of trinkets related to All Might. So when he falls in love with you, he sets up a little temple in his house filled with your stuff. Photos, pieces of clothing stolen from your laundry room, strands of hair, bows you wear, your old crayons, your schoolwork, your drawings, your stuffed animals, literally anything that belongs to you.

Our dear green boy has a vivid imagination and this contributes to his delusions. Sometimes he imagines himself dancing with you in the living room at home to the sound of a song he heard and remembered you to, sometimes the hallucinations are so real that he believes you were really there.

Izuku has a great power of observation. He knows everything about you, without joking or exaggerating. He has several notebooks containing notes on things you like and dislike, your routine, your quirks, your qualities and your flaws, your favorite books and manga, your clothing style, your favorite music and even your computer history.

Midoriya usually follows you home to make sure you arrive safely, getting rid of any scum that threatens you. Got a guy stalking you? An ex-boyfriend bothering you? A neighbour who looks at you in a strange way? He'll put an end to them all.

He will take a little time to kidnap you because he is afraid of rejection. He has been rejected, mistreated and humiliated all his life, having only recently gained the respect and admiration of others, so just imagining you rejecting him gives him chills. Izuku will try to approach you at work or at university, he will try to get as close as he can to you, in some extreme cases he will get you into dangerous situations just to save you, and to have the pleasure of holding you in his arms and being your hero. However, if that doesn't work or if you take too long to realize you're in love with him, Izuku will kidnap you take you home without a second thought.

Unlike the other Yanderes, Izuku will leave you in a baby-proof room with all the things you like, the restraints will be made of a soft material so as not to hurt your wrists, he wants you to feel comfortable and at home. He will bring you your favourite foods too and will give you space if you need it. If you cry or squirm too much, he will comfort you, give you hugs and kisses on top of your head and tell you that everything will be okay, that you are safe now.

[rocketchip-comic]

🌟About🌟

Story:

Rocket Chip follows the story of Rocket, a gloomy cat-like alien, and Chip, a friendly but slightly glitchy Robot, as they travel through outer space to find a new home.

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Rocket:

Rocket is low energy and a bit pessimistic. She’s intensely distrustful of others and holds a low opinion of herself. Despite this she has a warm and protective side, and would do anything for the ones she cares about.

Rocket had a rough upbringing on a dystopian planet, and stole a spaceship to escape. She didn’t really expect that escape plan to work though, and resigned herself to aimlessly drift alone through space. That is, until she was roped into beingfriends with Chip. She’s a lot happier now, even if she has a hard time showing it.

Chip:

Chip is silly, full of energy, and friendly to a fault. Willfully ignorant of everything bad in the universe, Chip tries to find the FUN in every situation! She has a lingering feeling in her programming that she’s supposed to be serving a “useful purpose” though, but she has no idea what it is. Robots that can feel emotions are unheard of in this world, and Chip feels emotions VERY intensely. She finds this to be extremely inconvenient, and has a habit of deleting unpleasant memories.

Rocket and Chip Together:

The best of best friends. Rocket is the brains and Chip is the muscle. Even though Chip has a super computer for a head and Rocket’s the one with actual muscles. Rocket admires Chip’s optimism and social skills, and Chip admires Rocket’s cleverness and calm nature.

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The Car:

Rocket and Chip’s home and mode of transport. It’s a very cozy little space, with a sun lamp and light artificial gravity!

Full of arts & crafts supplies, TONS of pillows, one of those bootleg plugN’play video game things, a handful of movies, and a tv that picks up pbs stations from random planets, and cubbyholes to sleep in. There’s a storage room downstairs with a litterbox.

The Galaxcity:

The setting of the story is a galaxy sized urban city, complete with solar suburb systems, asteroid malls, black hole junkyards, and apocolypsed/abandoned planets ripe for the looting. Entire planetary systems are connected by colossal telephone wires.

Rocket and Chip are less of intrepid explorers of unknown lands, than they are essentially tourists on a road trip, minus the actual roads.

Chip’s goal is to find her origin planet, and hopefully there discover her purpose. Rocket would eventually like to find a decent planet to live on, but only has a vague idea of what she really wants and seems content to drift for now. And in a galaxcity with roughly 200 billion stars, each with any number of orbiting planets, that’s a lot of neighborhoods to cover.

About the Author:

Trinket is a young lady in her twenties. She enjoys drawing, watching cartoons, and reading books about outer space. She has a bachelors of accounting and currently works as an account technician, but still hopes to one day take part in an animated production.

[anxietywriter]

character quirks

just details/little habits if you have a character in mind and want to flesh them out some more

singing a few lines of the song currently stuck in their head, not in response to anything specific just whenever they're bored i guess

being unable to relax without noise but also unable to focus with noise

adamantly hating and refusing to watch horror because they were scared of it when they were little

picking up jokes from role models/people they're close to (matching their humor in a way?)

liking games like Minecraft and Stardew Valley more when playing with someone else.

enjoying puzzle games/escape room games even though they're awful at it and have to look up solutions a lot

knowing internet safety and being very smart but also being bad at internet safety (you're supposed to update browsers and your computer in general for a reduced risk of viruses.. i swear i'll do it later)

a joke they like to play on their fellow glasses-wearers starts by taking off their own glasses, proceeding to laugh and point at their friends and very ironically say "haha four eyes!" and then putting their glasses back on and pretending nothing happened

they like using google docs for everything. lore and mysteries in a game? all the details in a doc. composing their thoughts for a long, serious message? docs. usernames and passwords? on the docs.

they cosplay characters from their favorite games, series, or books. its a little janky, but recognizable and they're happy

not being confident at all on own, but when there's someone they're interested in they put in 110% effort to make their interest flush because they think it's cute

whenever they don't feel like being verbal they just send DM's or make generally understood noises (m-hm/uh-huh, nuh-uh, mmm + seesaw) for more established friendships they could definitely have modified noises (m-hm turns into just a high pitched nn, nuh-uh is just a short mm)

fine with socializing in public but nervous when online, like discord servers or stream chats

gets the mail everyday because they like seeing if they got letters, even if it's just junk mail

waving or making half a heart (w/ their hand) every time they see someone they recognize

having dozens of photos and videos of their pet on their phone. they had to get an sd card for it all.

having the messiest room, papers on every desk, a small corner full of assorted stuff, bins full of yet again more papers and trinkets, surfaces packed with knick knacks, photo frames, and various lamps

keeping stuffed animals on their bed and having a name for each

having only 5 or so hoodies, one casual and good for family, one casual and for chill idgaf vibes, two fandom art merch which no one is allowed to borrow, and one is merch from a show/music artist/content creator/etc., which is also on a no borrowing policy

playing online card games like yu-gi-oh and shadowverse. enjoying playing it but only getting the interest/motivation to do so when playing against someone you know.

only liking iced/cold drinks or conversely only liking hot drinks (hot cocoa, coffee, tea)

knows various swears in spanish and one in french

preferring dms through an app over texting

seeing neurodivergent experiences saying that they hyperfixiated on a certain show or movie and being like "hmm can't relate, so maybe i'm not as neurodivergent or something" then realizing that sometimes they would watch the same show over and over again or stay up late reading the same fics/tropes/books.

being able to keep their cool in a you laugh you lose for the most part but will break at the dumbest joke or unexpected twist

instead of waving goodbye to some people, they instead make a little grabby motion with their arm outstretched towards the person

they have a little journal where they write what they wish they would've said in the moment if they were a little braver

they don't like it when people stand just behind their shoulder or touch the back of their neck or scalp, so it's a sign of trust when someone can hug them from behind or run hands through their hair without them being uncomfortable and pulling away

loving flower and color symbolism

having two freezers (one full refridgerator and a freezer) and naming them so they no longer have to say the location of the freezer. at one point they feel like the non-freezer portion of their fridge is left out so they end up naming that too

any time they dye their hair they try to pick a different color each time

they wear an ankle bracelet which has emotional significance to them

they really like collecting shiny things and glittery rocks

they have a favorite dinosaur of all time, a favorite carnivore and herbivore. optional: fav omnivore and if they know a lot about dinosaurs then a favorite for each period