#beware the double bunny

[bubmyg]

162/547 posting a picture every day until jeongguk is home

[scorpioracha]

Just asked my childhood crush to hook up

In my unhinged era🤪

Willing to drop the lore

[fairy-of-chocolate]

beware the double bunny, fear the double bunny

[moechies]

kinktober 2024 ❤︎ moechies edition .ᐟ

ྀི strictly 18+ ⋆ ♡ ⋆ minors do not interact (ever anyways!)

ྀི inc dark content !! beware

ྀི all f ! reader , sub , no specified traits

hi friends !!!! here is a little delayed kinktober for all my lovies <3 please be sure to properly read warnings before proceeding to works, as there will be no tags on the original post itself! works may be delayed 2-3 days , but i will ensure to do my best to get everything out on time >:3 enjoy friends, happy tober!!! ♡

⁀➷ entry #1 :

cockwarming ˗ˋˏ ❤︎ ˎˊ˗ toji fushiguro

toji’s incessant bunny who yearns madly to sit on toji’s frothy cock.

cw bunny! hybrid , cock warming , size kink , dacryphilia -- "bunny, bun , good girl , doll ; mister , sir"

⁀➷ entry #2 :

size ˗ˋˏ ❤︎ ˎˊ˗ shidou ryuusei

your boyfriend envelops you but you do his cock.

cw slight dubcon (more roleplay) , size kink , dirty talk , praise , mind break , overstim , teasing , manhandling , little fluff!! , dacryphilia

⁀➷ entry #3 :

throat - training ˗ˋˏ ❤︎ ˎˊ˗ nanamin kento

you ask your gentleman of a boyfriend to teach you something.

cw throat training , throat warming , oral (m! rec) , light choking , gagging praise , light ddlg (at end only) , wet + messy , very soft ♡

⁀➷ entry #4 :

brat taming ˗ˋˏ ❤︎ ˎˊ˗ hanma shuji

hanma has ought to tame his naughty little secretary!

cw brat taming , praise / degradation , humiliation , hair pulling , oral (m! rec) , titplay , dacryphilia — tbd

⁀➷ entry #5 [ includes dc ! ] :

inc♡st ˗ˋˏ ❤︎ ˎˊ˗ itadori yuuji

yuuji-nii thinks you’re pretty.

cw inc♡st , dubcon , tit play , ass job — tbd

⁀➷ entry #6 :

cuck ˗ˋˏ ❤︎ ˎˊ˗ ran + rindou haitani

rindou likes you — ran’s pretty girlfriend.

cw cuck holding , anal , throat warming , tit play — tbd

⁀➷ entry #7 [ includes dc ! ] :

bully ˗ˋˏ ❤︎ ˎˊ˗ atsumu + osamu miya

atsumu can’t help but bully his cute sis , and osamu can’t do a single thing about it.

cw inc♡st , oral (m rec) , bullying , dacryphilia , humiliation , mocking — tbd

⁀➷ entry #8 [ includes dc ! ] :

cnc ˗ˋˏ ❤︎ ˎˊ˗ nagi seishiro

shutting up your stupid , loud , step brother !

cw stepc♡st , cnc , f! top , dacryphilia — tbd

⁀➷ entry #9 :

dacryphilia ˗ˋˏ ❤︎ ˎˊ˗ suna rintaro

suna can't help but get hard and leak when you're crying to him :(

cw dubcon, dacryphilia, mocking —tbd

⁀➷ entry #10 :

double pen ˗ˋˏ ❤︎ ˎˊ˗ sukuna ryomen

concubines are meant to fulfill their master's wishes — and get filled.

cw double pen, double creampie , dacryphilia , manhandling , mocking , praise — tbd

⁀➷ entry #11 (halloween special !) :

frat ˗ˋˏ ❤︎ ˎˊ˗ gojo satoru + geto suguru

gojo and geto's frat darling loves being the best girl she can be to please her favorites.

cw double pen, dubcon, knife play, praise/deg, mocking, humiliation, mentions of 'owned,' — tbd

[phantasm-ae]

cw: more fluff

HEADCANNON: Part 5 of Simon and pet Bunny. Bunny hates mailmen. Too trained to back down. You have Simon to blame for that one

PAIRING: Simon Riley x reader

you hear the mail truck before you see it.

that familiar low rumble that usually sends Bunny into full "defend the perimeter" mode.

And sure enough, a second later, you hear it.

Thump. Thump. THUMP.

From your vantage point in the kitchen, you see Bunny -- all thirty? Thirty-five pounds of muscle, fluff, and pure malice -- posted up at the front door. Ears froward. Nose twitching aggressively. Shoulders readily hunched and front paws baring in anticipation.

"Si!", you shouted. Getting alarmed. Not wanting to get another warning from the homeowner's association about pet aggression and the like. Not really wanting to explain that it was just a massive and hulking rabbit doing all this stuff and not some rabid dog that they think it was.

"The mailman's here!"

Simon. Too calm. Just enjoying his tea on the couch barely even looks up at that. "Let him be. He'll be fine"

But you had a feeling that Bunny will be fine sure. But that mailman?? Nope. Definitely not.

Sure enough, just as the mailman was walking up to your porch, the door practically flies open and Bunny -- the bastard! -- fucking barrels out. Breaching doors just like Simon probably taught him too.

The guy's halfway up the steps. Package tucked under one arm when Bunny charges towards him.

The man freezes.

Stares. Fucking stares!

Blinking down and paralyzed at the giant behemoth of fur thundering and hopping toward him.

And you! You watch it happen in slow motion.

The slow dawning horror on the mailman's face as he registers that;

a. that is not a dog

b. that is definitely not a small rabbit

c. that is a beast the size of a Thanksgiving turkey, with the attitude of a bar brawler on a weekend

Bunny lets out a low huff. Unable to bark but somehow the sound echoes menacingly across the street. Gnawing. Mauling. Thumping angrily nearer.

The mailman yelps -- actually yelps -- and stumbles backward off the porch. Dropping the package with a thud.

"Holy shit!", he could only squeak. Scrambling backward across the lawn as Bunny prepares to take a chunk out of his ankle for sport.

It was then that Simon finally steps in, muttering -- “Told ‘em last week not to approach without calling” -- more annoyed at the mailman than at Bunny as he shoos him off of the shivering and confused man crouched protectively on the dirt.

"He's harmless", Simon only starts. Utterly deadpan and bored as Bunny thumps thumps thumps back into his side. Poised and prepared. Menacing and tactical. Observant and unyielding.

The mailman, still pale and wide-eyed starts to stand. Hands dirtied Knees probably bruised and shins scraped. Swallows thickly as his gaze darts between the behemoth of a man in a mask and the rabbit on steroids next to him.

The mailman blinks like he’s just been diagnosed with a new type of PTSD at the sight.

You clap a hand over your mouth to smother a laugh as Simon reaches down and scratches behind Bunny’s ears -- the rabbit immediately softening, practically preening under his touch.

"See?" Simon says with a pat. "Soft as shite."

The mailman, trembling slightly, only nods and smiles wryly as if agreeing will spare his life.

He shoves the battered package into Simon’s chest and books it back to his van, limping slightly, gnawed-shoes crunching over the gravel.

Bunny watches him go, ears sharp, body still.

Simon hums low in his throat, watching too.

"Should put up a sign," he mutters. "Beware of rabbit."

You double over laughing, wheezing.

Bunny, dignified and terrifying as ever, gives a final authoritative thump of his foot -- as if to say:

"Next time, I’m taking more than shoes you little shit"

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[bluesidez]

GymRat!Miguel Part 5

content warning: very fluffy, PDA ➡️ something in which the reader is shy about and Miguel is hungry for, Miguel’s bday is 10/13 here, it gets suggestive so MINORS BEWARE, George O’Hara is NOT abusive in this story and he will be Mexican here idc idc idc, some mentions of food (deer meat at one point), some of the gym photos are white men (my deepest apologies, I just want y’all to have an idea of the pose 😔)

word count: 4.3k (just nod and smile. she's thicc like me😗)

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GymRat!Miguel who learns your schedule front to back. He’s always there to walk you to your classes and carry your heavy bags and purses. Sometimes he’ll meet you outside of your dorm, sometimes you’ll send him your location and he’ll come running. Now, you both walk into the lab building hand in hand and leave the building swinging hands. You used to despise those lovey-dovey couples who were stuck in their own world, but now you could understand them completely. They were still a little annoying, though.

GymRat!Miguel who makes a habit of sending you post workout pictures in the early mornings. His go-to poses are the worm’s eye under-chest, the standing mirror, the bench mirror, and the back mirror. The last one was specific to his dorm bathroom, too shy to take his shirt completely off. Your thorough praises made him feel warm, but sometimes you let more silly things slip.

“You could probably choke me with your thighs and I’d be thankful”

“Baby don’t say that. :(( I would never hurt you”

“Oh so you can want me to sit and lay on you but I can’t ask for the same? Wow. The double standards”

“That’s not fair. You should sit on me. I can take it and I want it. Thoroughly.”

“Oh! So you’re saying I’m not strong enough. Got it.”

“Baby I never said that!”

“Whatever Miguel 🙄”

“ㅜㅜ”

“You never answered me though. Will you sit on me?”

“Go get ready for class 😒”

“😞”

GymRat!Miguel who tells you that his birthday is coming up at the last minute possible. You berate him for telling you so late and kick yourself for not asking sooner, but you still manage to get a reservation at one of the fancy local restaurants.

You pull out all of the stops you could. A gift card from Smoothie King, a pair of slippers to match yours, the newest Final Fantasy game, and a muscle bunny keychain to match your muscle bear keychain. He was your big teddy bear, after all.

You handed him the gifts after the staff brought out a chocolate cake with sparklers on it while singing at the top of their lungs. The chocolate syrup read “Happy Birthday Miguel 🤎” around the plate.

Miguel’s smile got bigger as he took the gifts out one by one. He paused when he got to the cards: one a birthday card and the other a thick “open when…” manilla envelope.

The birthday card was simple and sweet. It was the other stuff you were worried about. You found these cute ideas about letters and notes to leave for your significant other. You had one for anger, sadness, needing a hug, sickness, boredom, and even one for wanting a kiss. You remember Jess walking in on you with your lips smashed against the cardstock, trying to get a bunch of kiss marks to cut out. She just sighed out a “young love” and carried on to her side of the room.

“It’s only been a short time since we’ve been dating, but Thanksgiving and Christmas break are coming up so I wanted to leave you with something for when you can’t reach me.”

Your heart is thumping as Miguel takes the cards out, reading their envelopes.

What you don’t expect is for Miguel to start crying.

You startle a bit, scared that the gift is awful, but he lets out a watery thank you, flustered from everything.

You quickly make your way to his side of the table and hug him. You wipe at his eyes and chuckle at his cuteness, telling him you were afraid he didn’t like it.

He shakes his head, breathes deep and slow to calm his emotions.

“No, I will definitely be using all of these. I really appreciate this. Everything. I’m not sure how you were able to do all of this, but I’m thankful that you did.”

You couldn’t take it. Here he was with dewey eyes and red tinting his cheeks. It was cuteness overload.

You face him towards you and lean forward, connecting his lips to yours.

GymRat!Miguel who stares at you stunned when you lean back. That was your first kiss with him. His first kiss with you and he was sitting here with his cheeks damp and nose sniffling away.

“I-” his heart picks up and he’s opening and closing his mouth. He was short circuiting.

“Can we- I mean if it’s ok, can we do that again?” Miguel stutters out.

You simply nod your head and lean in again, this time tilting your head.

The cards in Miguel’s hands drop to the table and his breathing stops. Your lips were soft and full. Another fraction of his dreams that were nothing compared to the real thing.

He could only hear his heartbeat and the soft jazz music in the restaurant when he let up for air.

This was definitely the best gift of the night.

GymRat!Miguel who doesn’t have the capacity to be embarrassed when the waiter comes and asks if you two need anything while he’s leaning down for another kiss.

He just got to kiss his dream girl. Who cares if the waiter saw him kiss you some more?

You jump when the waiter’s hands come close to you two as he picks up an empty dinner plate. You look to the waiter awkwardly to apologize and ask for the check.

This just makes Miguel want to pull you in his lap and kiss you as the entire staff goes by.

GymRat!Miguel who wants you to feed him bites of his cake. You happily agree, especially since he was the birthday boy. His eyes never leave you the whole time.

GymRat!Miguel who grabs the check before you can pick it up. He doesn’t want you to pay for the meal.

“Miguel, it’s your birthday. I picked the restaurant and reserved the seats,” you say a little whiney.

“But I want to pay for the dinner,” Miguel pouts as he holds the check out of your reach.

When he got like this, it was hard to change his mind.

“If you let me pay, I’ll give you another kiss.”

“Just one?” Miguel brings the check back to your level, squinting at you.

You sigh, “I’ll give you ten.”

“Deal.”

Miguel gives you the check with a giddy smile and you slap your card on it.

The kisses still don’t stop him from taking over the tip.

So stubborn.

GymRat!Miguel who texts Gabriel once he’s back in his dorm. He sends pictures of everything from the food to the cake to the gifts.

“Look at what my baby did for me 🤪”

“The same one you left at the party even tho you blew up my phone about her for weeks? 😕”

“Yes…I didn’t do it on purpose. Me and her talked about it already”

“jk jk it wasn’t your fault”

“No way she got you final fantasy. Dana barely got me a cupcake”

“This just proves that my gf is better”

“Tbf tho you and Dana are still in high school”

“Ohhhh my god. You turn one more year older than me and all of a sudden you have the wisdom of a sage. SHUT UP 😭”

“I’ll literally be in college next year”

“AND ANYWAY you’ve never shown me this so-called gf. How do Ik you haven’t gone insane?”

Miguel clicked the back of his teeth in annoyance. Peter walked by him with his eyebrow raised and Miguel just waved his hand.

He sent a picture he took of you from tonight. You looked amazing in that dress and your eyes were beautiful and deep. You were smiling at him from across the table.

“First you try to steal Dana from me and now you get her”

“It’s crazy how this world is so anti-Gabriel”

“What are you yapping about”

“And I didn’t take ANYTHING from you 🫵🏽”

“We were 6 and 7 and you couldn’t push her hard enough on the swings. When will you get over that?”

“It burns all the same”

“You should give me her number and I can let you experience that feeling”

“Gabriel.”

“Show her what a real O’Hara is like”

“Cabrón”

“You’re so lucky I’m not next to you right now”

“THE BIG C WORD?”

“I’m telling mom you called me that btw”

“All because I wanted to meet your gf ☹️”

“Bastard”

“I’M TELLING MOM YOU CALLED ME THAT! WTF?”

It wasn’t long before Miguel’s mom was calling his phone to berate him. He pressed the green button, air pushing out of his nose as his mom’s face filled up the screen.

Peter looked bug eyed as Conchata’s rapid fire words filled the room.

“Ma! That’s so not fair! Gabri called me a bastard!”

There was a quick pause as his mom made a face that he knew all too well. Miguel heard Gabriel yelp as a sandal made a loud impact with his skin.

Miguel heard Gabriel cry out as his mom took off her other shoe, ready to aim, “MIGUEL HAS A GIRLFRIEND!”

Miguel just threw his phone on the bed and groaned. He could hear Peter snickering from his desk.

“What girlfriend? Miguel! Where are you? Come back and answer me,” Conchata’s voice got louder and louder. “I can’t believe you two! You would think this distance meant that you two wouldn’t fight like you’re still sleeping in the same room.”

“We’re not fighting,” Gabriel said. He smirks as he gets in the camera next to his mom. “Miguel is still hiding things from you, though.”

Miguel picked the phone up again with a frown on his face. Gabriel just stuck his tongue out like the brat he was.

“Mijo, what’s going on?” his mom asked, concern in her voice. “First, it was the party and now this. Do you need to come home?”

“No, ma,” Miguel sighed. “Nothing is wrong. Everything is fine now. Great even.”

“Then why haven’t you told me about this girlfriend of yours?”

“We just started dating. It’s still very new,” Miguel chose his words carefully. Ever since his second seamster in high school, she’s been super sensitive towards him and his feelings. Knowing her, she might give you a hard time. He didn’t want that for you just yet. “I didn’t want to introduce you to her until we were more solid.”

“I think a girl that helps to organize the take down of a sorority in your honor is pretty solid,” Gabriel comments off camera.

“She did that?!” Conchata stares at Miguel with furrowed brows.

Miguel only nods, lips wound in a tight line.

“Oh well, mijo, I have to meet this girl!”

“I don’t think-”

“Let me know when she’s free to come home with you! Maybe over Thanksgiving?”

“Ma, she has her own family-”

“Ok I have to go now! I have to catch my shows. Call me more often or I’ll have to come up there!”

The room fell silent as the call ended and Miguel was met with his messages with Gabriel again.

“CHECKMATE!”

Miguel still wanted to throttle him.

GymRat!Miguel who’s super excited when Halloween comes and you want to wear couple costumes. He hasn’t done costumes since early middle school. Growing up meant realizing that some people your age want to grow up. Fast. No one wanted to dress up in silly costumes anymore or go trick-or-treating. Sure, the scary stories were fun but at that age, he wanted to eat candy all night, not teepee houses and run in the woods.

He’s hanging out on his bed chatting with Mary Jane and Peter while you get ready in the bathroom. The theater and art department collaborated together to host a costume party. This time, Miguel wouldn’t leave your side. Maybe if you had to pee, he would consider waiting awkwardly by the door. He didn’t want the same mistake to happen.

The two of you decide to go as Starfire and Nightwing grouping up with MJ and Peter who dress up as Raven and Beast Boy for a Teen Titans theme.

The costume is pretty tight but he has to admit, it looks great on his build.

You walk out of the bathroom with a cheery “I’m ready!”

It’s definitely not ideal that his suit is so tight.

The skirt is hugging your body in every which way. The cut-outs at your hips had his fingers twitching. To top it off, the diamond cut out for your chest left him internally screaming.

Peter whistled from his desk and MJ hollered about how good you looked. You smiled bashfully, doing a 360.

Miguel wanted to shove MJ and Peter out of the room to reenact what Starfire and Nightwing actually got up to when they were by themselves.

You walk up to him and flip your flaming hair back playfully.

“Do you like it?” you ask, peering up at him.

“I think he more than likes it,” Peter mumbles out in a stage whisper. MJ elbows him softly in the stomach.

Miguel spins you around, “Fuck yeah.”

Your laugh falls out of you, surprised at his curt reaction.

“Honestly, you two can go ahead to the party and we’ll just hang out here,” Miguel said, face as serious as ever as he wrapped himself around you from behind.

“No, no, no! You can do whatever you want after the party. Keep it in, buddy,” Peter says as he starts to guide everyone to the door.

Miguel keeps himself attached to you all night.

GymRat!Miguel who helps you bring your things to your car for Thanksgiving break. It’ll only be a week but he feels like he might not make it.

“You’ll see me again next Sunday, Miggy” you say to him as he’s bent over you with the biggest pout out ever.

“I’m still gonna miss you,” Miguel leans further with his forehead on yours. “Wish you could come with me.”

“Maybe over the winter break we can plan a time to meet outside of school.”

Miguel just sighs dramatically.

You decide to say fuck it and kiss him in the middle of the almost empty parking garage.

Miguel doesn’t let up now that you’ve given him an inch. He’s holding you by your hips, your face, your waist, anything to get closer. He moans a bit into your mouth as you open up.

You wrap your arms around his neck and whisper, “I really have to get on the road now, baby. And so do you.”

Miguel slumps as he guides you to your driver’s seat. You roll the window down and pucker your lips for another kiss.

Miguel obliges easily and asks, “Call me when you get there?”

“Of course,” you say.

He stands and watches you drive off, missing you already.

GymRat!Miguel who is almost knocked down when he opens the door to his home. Gabriel is wrapped around him like a koala, squeezing away.

Miguel laughs and rubs his back, relieved that he’s not heavy enough to knock him over.

“It’s good to see you too, Gabri,” Miguel laughs.

Conchata peaks around the corner and almost cries at the sight.

“My boys!” She coos while coming to the door. “George! Come help Miguel with his bags!”

Miguel waddles in with Gabriel still clinging to him. He’s glad to be home.

GymRat!Miguel who gets your call in the middle of Gabriel watching him play Final Fantasy. He pauses the game and runs to his room, Gabriel yelling at him to come back and unpause the game.

You tell that you made it home and that you’ll call him later.

You blow a kiss at the screen and he catches it with glee before you end the call.

Miguel is glad you left before Gabriel opens his door like that one big bird meme.

“Was that her?” he asks, voice excited. “Is she still on the phone?”

“Yes. No. Why are you eavesdropping like a creep?”

“I wasn’t eavesdropping! It just dawned on me a little too late that you left to go talk to her.”

“Whatever,” Miguel groaned. “Let’s just get back to the game.”

“You know you can’t hide her from me forever, right?” Gabriel says, skipping next to Miguel.

“I’m not trying to. But you being a weirdo will make me want to.”

Conchata passes by them with a laundry basket on her hip, “Who’s hiding something?”

“Nobody!” Both Miguel and Gabriel shout in her direction and run back to their game.

Conchata rolls her eyes and continues to her bedroom.

GymRat!Miguel who becomes overwhelmed on Thanksgiving Day. It’s as if every close and distant relative was here. The first floor was full of people. As much as Miguel puts on, he’s never been an much of an extrovert.

He’s up in his room taking a breather. He pulls out one of the cards you gifted him. The one for when he missed your kisses.

He opens and pulls out a letter. There’s instructions on it.

“Each shade is for a different feeling!”

There was a cute chibi doodle of you kissing him on the cheeks at the bottom of the letter. He saw that there was a shade for nervousness/being overwhelmed.

He pulls out a polaroid of you and opens the bag of glossy paper kisses. He flips one and it reads, “Breathe slow and steady 10 times. Kiss me when you’re done.”

He does as you say and brings the paper to his lips. It even smells like you. Sweet. Fruity.

He smiles to himself and takes out one more.

GymRat!Miguel who finally lets Gabriel talk to you on Friday.

“He can be a bit annoying. I’m warning you now,” Miguel says.

“Don’t say that, Miggy. He’s your brother! He’s allowed to bother you at least a little. ”

Miguel yells for Gabriel to come in and he’s running to snatch Miguel’s phone.

“Hi! My name is Gabriel, the better O’Hara. It’s so nice to finally meet you!”

“Oh my gosh,” Miguel watches as you gasp. “It’s like another Miguel!”

Miguel snickers as Gabriel groans loudly in annoyance.

“I don’t look like him. He looks like me!” Gabriel pouts.

“Well, you both sport that same O’Hara pout.”

Gabriel and you chat for a long time. Miguel had to cut the conversation short when Gabriel started to tell embarrassing stories from their childhood.

“Alright, you’re done,” Miguel says and snatches the phone back.

“Aw, but we were just getting to the good stuff!”

“Yeah!” you say. “I wanna know how you messed up the science lab in middle school!”

“Nuh uh, Gabri is running his mouth too much. Get out.”

“I can’t wait to see you in person!” Gabriel shouts as Miguel pushes him towards the door. “You can meet my girlfriend too! She’ll love you!”

“I can’t wait,” you say, laughing as Miguel struggles to detach Gabriel’s fingers from the doorway.

GymRat!Miguel who talks to you on the phone until you fall asleep. You look adorable as you’re blissful to the outside world. Your cheek is squished on your pillow.

He has the urge to bite it like it’s mochi.

“Buenas noches, mi amor,” he whispers before he closes his eyes, falling asleep to the sound of your breaths.

He didn’t know that you were still partially awake to hear him.

GymRat!Miguel who picks you up and spins you around after the break. You squeal in shock, surprised that he could pick you up in the first place.

“Baby, I lift much heavier weights at the gym. This is nothing,” Miguel stares at you as if you have two heads when you comment on it.

You’re in a daydream the rest of the day because of that fact.

GymRat!Miguel who joins you on your late study nights in the library closer to finals. You two always sit at one of the tables hidden by the giant bookshelves.

It was nice and cozy. Quiet and roomy.

It was also a great place to makeout.

Every time you got a set of flashcards memorized, Miguel would pull you in his lap and devour you with kisses. It was a great motivation and a welcomed distraction.

It always ended up getting a little too heated and Miguel would have to excuse himself to go to the bathroom.

Sometimes you would feel so delirious that you wanted him to stay so you could crawl under the table and take care of his problems for him.

That was definitely the multiple late nights talking.

GymRat!Miguel who is super bummed out by the time Christmas break starts because you two can’t find a proper time to meet.

You have to visit several other family member’s houses and his biological dad wants his family to join him and his family at some ski resort before the week of Christmas.

George O’Hara was not turning down a free vacation.

You told him to cheer up and enjoy the snow and jacuzzis. Miguel couldn’t help but to think that the jacuzzi would be better with you on top of him in it.

And when Gabriel annoys him, he didn’t mind all that much because that was his baby brother whom he loves dearly. It was when Kron, his step-brother, would run his mouth that Miguel would seriously get annoyed.

He’s been competing with Miguel ever since he caught on to the fact that his dad had a secret love child.

Right now though, he was pissing Miguel off.

First, it was fighting Miguel over a snowboard. Then, it was taking the last elk burger and not even finishing it. Next, trying to knock him off balance right as he got off of the ski lift.

It was as if he was 8 and not 20.

His final straw was when he was being a dick towards Gabriel. All Gabriel was trying to do was bring them together and Kron cursed at him.

Even Miguel doesn’t tell Gabriel to fuck off.

“What is up with you? Don’t cuss at him. He didn’t do anything to you,” Miguel unlocks himself from his snowboard, ready to leave.

“It’s ok, Migs,” Gabriel held his hand out, knowing how this could end.

“No it’s not. He’s been nothing but a dickhead to you, to us, this entire trip. I’m sick of it. Go be annoying somewhere else, Kron.”

“Dad,” Miguel shouts out. Both George and Tyler looked over at him in concern. Miguel didn’t feel like directing himself towards a specific person. “I’m going to the room, I’ll be back down for dinner.”

Tyler wanted to run after him. George was eyeing Tyler for even reacting to Miguel’s cries. Nancy and Conchata just stood in confusion.

“He, uh, he probably just needs a breather. Maybe he’ll talk to his girlfriend!” Gabriel said trying to lighten the mood.

“Girlfriend? What girlfriend? I didn’t hear about any girlfriend,” Tyler says, saddened that he was being left out.

“Shit,” Gabriel mumbled to himself.

“You don’t live in our home, Tyler. Of course you don’t know,” George says, a bit peeved.

“What George means to say is that it’s all new. Fresh! Even I haven’t met the girl,” Conchata slides in matter of factly.

“Tyler should know her, being that she was the one who emailed him with our son’s case,” George grumbled out.

Tyler turned to Gabriel, “Jessica?”

“Uh, no.”

Tyler then says your name with a fondness. As if he knew you like an old friend. “She was quite compelling with her words!”

“So the two of you know of her and I still don’t even know what she looks like. I never thought this day would come,” Conchata held her gloved hand over her forehead like she was about to faint.

“Why don’t we host a small dinner next year? We can get to know her that way,” Nancy chimes in.

“Guys, I really don’t think that’s necessary-”

“Nonsense, Gabriel. If this girl was willing to do something so brave for Miguel we have to meet her,” Tyler grips Gabriel’s shoulder tight. A grip that could rival his brother’s.

“That’s a great idea, Tyler! Nice co-parenting move!” Conchata holds her fist out for him to bump. He does it proudly and they walk towards one of the cabins while Nancy follows behind, discussing dinner ideas.

George only scoffs and stomps off to his room mirroring Miguel’s mannerisms.

Gabriel was screwed once Miguel finds out.

GymRat!Miguel who waits until Christmas night in his bedroom to open the gift you sent to him. He smiles at your cute message and unfolds the paper to so much. It’s a Spider-man lego mask, a customized hoodie with a doodle of you and him, two picture frames with the two of you from his birthday dinner and the Halloween party, and some polaroids that you warned him to look at by himself later.

His breath shuttered as he took him in. They were all of you in your dorm room. They started off innocent. You were smiling, laughing, staring at the camera. Then they got a little more explicit.

You had on a tank top with no bra. Your cleavage was on display. Some showed your entire body on the bed. Some showed your torso and hips, curvy and full.

Miguel felt faint.

His final straw was the last picture in the stack. It was a picture of you from behind, “Merry Christmas XX” written in cursive across the top. You had on briefs but your ass was still readable, peaking out from the bottom. There was an arch in your back as you looked over your shoulder seductively. What a tease.

You were going to send him to an early grave. And who took these pictures?

All Miguel remembers was shuddering, hips lifting off the bed as he held one of pictures high. He had to bite his shirt as to not startle the entire house.

After he cleans up, he spreads the pictures across his bare chest and clicks a photo with a lazy yet satisfied smile.

You respond back with voice memos, so happy that he loved his gift. You also send some sounding a bit needy.

Miguel calls you and talks with you all night.

This Christmas wasn’t so bad after all.

dividers by: @plutism 🩵

a/n: This one was really fun to write!! I dove deep into my lover girl brain for this. Like full on immersing myself into the reader’s position. I hope you enjoyed! 🩵

As always likes and reblogs are super appreciated. PLEASE COMMENT OMG. 😭 Let me know how you feel or I get nervous 😭😭😭!

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[enemylv1]

Welcome to our blog !!

we are a big system, our collectives names are Elo and Mallow, we use mirror pronouns.

We mainly post art in here but we enjoy having conversations, dont fear to send any ask.

we are pro-endo, queer in many ways and most of us are non-human.

We like being tagged in picrew chains and thing like that , even if we dont answer them we will be happy over being remenbered.

We adore kirby , sonic, digimon , pokémon, solarballs , be more chill , spongebob the musical, the old internet, space and biology

The tags are:

#Ramblings - any original text post

#my art/photo/writting - for wharever that is

#moodboard - for moodboards [specifiying since they break last tagging system]

#elo interacts - reblogs with added commentary

#–[name] - old sign off tag.

Here are the new sign off tags

do not tag us in discourse and call out posts.

I do not send chain ask but they do not annoy me.

We dislike being called brother, sister and anything of the such, formal terms are meh and we are neutral to anything else.

Some relevant sideblogs are:

@dungeonlv1 - reblogs and nonesense

@scribbles-on-the-snow - sideblog for a subsystem

@your-fave-pokemon-is - recoloring pokemon sprites to match flags

@mid-maryland - biggest sideblog and mint enjoys to posts a lot there

@is-that-a-kirby-reference - just connecting things to kirby

Will add link to a list with all... eventually

Hope you have a nice day ^^

Descriptions of the frequent fronters undercut, beware is long

The ones that are the most in here but nowhere near all of us:

Andy , caretaker ,protector and an angel, she is friendly tough only fronts to keep others at bay , any pronouns. Prefers masculine tittles but no masc pronouns

Asher , multisouce , you can only know chance, he is impulsive and a very confident , likes to take (controlled) risks , he/him + neos related to luck.

Aph , anger holder and some sort of hellhound , he is really defensive and repeats phrases a lot, he/it.

Beroe , introject from rp, a moon and a kid , really energetic and egocentric , makes a lot of typos , any pronouns.

Bocet , trauma holder , part of Scribe, enjoys to write existencial things, very sentimental and anxious , please be patient with them, they/them

Cage , giratina fictive , hates arceus, void is very serious and prefers to just pretend to be someone else, only signs things when it is comfortable , it/void/any

Celeste , little and a bunny, naive and overly exicted, makes more typos than the rest , he/they/it and bunny related neos.

Cípres ,the host , sensible and really socially inept , imitates the ways of typing of others (ex: if you use a lot of abreviations it will but will not with someone that does not) he uses mirror pronouns.

Cyfrin , protector , he does damage control, is a bit sarcastic but overall very friendly , uses any pronouns .

Dot , youareanidiot introject , fronts for observations and jokes, uses ":)" a lot, any pronouns with a preference for it/its.

Hack , hackmon fictive , somehow nervious over being "a worthy royal knight" and very dedicated to be better , he/they/it with a strong preference for he/him.

[He is looking for sourcemates and is ok with doubles]

Lotus , describes itself as "fun older brother" and refuses to elaborate , mainly dedicated to destress , mirror pronouns

Mal , masker and academic , really formal and cold , will not speak a lot but is usually here when we have exams, he/they.

Mint , some chaotic cat, the one from the mid maryland blog , uses blue text , any pronouns.

Neo , a robot , it fronts mainly for explaining or to speak about exes hyperfixation , overexplains a lot, it/its and any tecnological neos.

Neuro , introject from rp , shy and anxious, likes anatomy and to sew , does not sign his posts. He/it

Pandora , happiness holder , mostly a dog , zhey are optimistic and friendly, any pronouns

Scribe , sub-system , most of them enjoy poetry and nature and dislike long conversations, they/them collectibly

[their blog is @scribbles-on-the-snow]

Shadow milk or Shade, a fictive of the crk character, jokester and dramatic, finds comfort in acting. Any pronouns, with a preference for he/him.

Ok with anyone from source , doubles and what not.

Soma , sub-system , the host in it is neuro , it gets nervious very easily, so it does not speaks a lot , it/he.

Theo , part of Scribe, tries to be formal , tries to make us social, does not get most context cues , likes philosphy and symbolism , He/it/fog

Vazio , academic , it has mainly fronted to give long talks about life and science, really hopeful, it/they/void

Will add link to a list of everyone

[sweetside]

🎃Trick or Treat🍬

It's the spookiest part of the year, everyone Nyeh nyeh Nyeeeeeeh!~ Or not if you reblog this in April or something.

So let's celebrate this most wonderful time of the year with our muses!

Send 🎃 or (Trick) to give my muse a piece (or multiple pieces of candy) from the list below!

Send 🍬 or (Treat) to let my muse choose a piece (or multiple) from the list below. (Im not liable if some of the less bright muses decide to not read the effects before consumption.)

Remember that the muses' Mun can pick out the candy sent to them if they don't want their muse eating it.

The Options:

🍭(Lollipop) : Upon eating this, the eater gains 10 lbs.

🍪(Cookie) : Upon eating this, the eater gains 50 lbs.

🍫(Chocolate Bar) : Upon eating this, the eater gains 100 lbs.

🥛(Milk dud) : Upon eating this, the eater's bust size doubles.

🍑(Peach Sweet): Upon eating this, the eater's butt doubles in size.

🍐(Pear Gummy): Upon eating this, the eater's hips double in size.

🍌(Banana Marshmallow): Upon eating this, the eater grows 1 foot taller.

🫐(Berry Gum): Upon eating this, the eater's skin starts to change into the colour of the berry the asker specified (Blueberry by default), The muse also slowly fills up with said berry's juice.

🥝(Kiwi Pop rock): Upon eating this, the eater's hair grows 1 foot longer.

🧃(Juice box): Upon eating this, the eater gains a months worth of muscle.

🍋(Lemon Lozenge): The eater's personality becomes stubborn and sure of themselves!

🍯(Honey Drop): The eater's personality becomes sickeningly sweet and optimistic!

🧂(Salt Toffee): The eater's personality becomes outgoing and vocal!

🥒(Bitter Pickle): The eater's personality becomes spoiled and self-entitled!

🌿(Mint sauce): The eater's personality becomes more confident and concerned about their identity!

🥡(Leftovers): The eater's personality becomes more lazy and lethargic.

⚡(Energy Drink): The eater's personality flips upside down, becoming the reverse of what it is!

🪥(Tooth paste): The eater's personality resets to their original one.

🐺(Moon pie): The eater turns into a Werewolf!

😺(Kit Kat): The eater turns into a Cat Girl/Cat Boy!

🐟(Swedish Fish): The eater turns into a Mermaid/Merman!

🐰(Candy Carrot): The eater turns into a Bunny Girl/Bunny Boy!

🐮(Milk bottle candy): The eater turns into a Cow Girl/Cow Boy!

🦇(Red Licorice): The eater turns into a Vampire!

👻(Sugar Glass): The eater becomes a Ghost!

😈(Spicy Sucker): The eater becomes a Devil or Demon!

🧶(Strawberry Laces): The eater becomes a construct! (Like a doll or golem or maybe even a Frankenstein!)

🐵(Gum): The eater becomes a human!

🔴(Mars Bar): Turns the eater Male!

🟡(Venus Wine gum): Turns the eater Female!

Additional Details:

(These can be added to the ask to change the candy's effect.)

🪙(Cheap candy): Flips the candy's effect to be negative. (Doubling becomes Halving, etc.)

🏠(Home-made): The candy's original effect is ignored. Instead the effect is decided by the asker. (Beware that this is the type of candy Mun's are most likely to throw out.)

✖️(Charity): Doubles the effects of the given candy.

🍿(Grab bag): The Mun must randomly roll for what candy their muse gets.(Note: There are exactly 30 pieces of candy to choose from.) (Though they can still throw it away, or roll again.)

[trinixkwxn]

"Hello there- I've been waiting for you..."

basics.

FACECLAIM VENGO GAO

CHARACTER NAME Ouxin "Atlas" Han

NICKNAME(S) Atlas, Oxy (don't call him this) , Atta Boy, Hoatzy (hes charmed by this one)

GENDER/PRONOUNS CIS MAN HE/HIM

SEXUALITY Bisexual

HEIGHT 6'3

DISTINGUISHING FEATURES Very light freckles across his nose, scar on his left clavicle from the before. double jointed on his right hand, slightly pointed ears, eyes that look seeming attentive yet dazed,

APPEARS (THE AGE AT TIME OF DEATH) 45

BIRTHDAY 12/22/ 1965 (bad at math )

PLACE OF BIRTH jixi, Heilongjiang-Pokoravha Border,China

NATIONALITY Chinese (did apply for Macanes citizenship but didn't go through because COD)

FAMILY INFORMATION : Mother deceased status unknown, Unknown Father

CAUSE OF DEATH Getting shot by former boss in broad baylight

TRAITS [ minimum 3 POS, 3 NEG, feel free to include more! ] eloquent, generous, stoic, vindictive, hypocritical, cranky, snarky,esoteric

LIKES Parchment paper, the essence of biscotti, almonds, nicely spread bed sheets, class, the finer things in the after

DISLIKES chewing with mouth open, dishwasher lasgana, ignorance, scammers,

HOBBIES laminating papers, reading magazines, recouping art styles for his bardo, calligraphy, spending time with hatchlings and magpie

HABITS staring in the distance, twirling things in his hands, constantly adjusting his collar and gloves, constantly covering the freckles on his nose

optionals.

EXTRAS [ pinterest, playlists, etc. ] coming soon

CHARACTER TROPES Beware the Silly Ones, Blue-and-Orange Morality , Bunny-Ears Lawyer, Seen it All , Trickster Mentor

CHARACTER INSPIRATIONS: Urahara Kisuke (Bleach), Mr Moseby (Suite Life of Zack and Cody), Eikichi Onizuka (Great Teacher Onizuka), R.J (Power Rangers Jungle Fury), Pegagus Yugioh

MEMES

MORAL ALIGNMENT : Choatic Good

ZODIAC/NATAL CHART :TBD

MBTI ENFP (Campaigner)

ENNEAGRAM TBD

[epickiya722]

If you don't mind me asking, can I ask your top favorite fics that you've written (feel free how much that you want to list)? Why they're special to you? Is there a specific inspiration when you wrote them?

Thanks if you want to answer....

I'll tell you, all my fics are special to me and most of the time, I find myself having fun writing them. Writing isn't just a hobby, but a way for me to release pent up feelings I have or express an idea that came to me.

To name a couple...

Beware of the Bunnies - It's the first fic I wrote for "if Miruko was Midoriya's mentor". It was fun writing that fic, especially when it's a fic for my two #1 faves. I honestly didn't expect the amount of attention I got for it!

Not Red, Black - I sometimes like branching out from writing warm-hearted, funny fics and this is one of those times. Another AU idea I had, but if Miruko and Midoriya were eldritch-like creatures and related. Unlike its prequel, this one stepped more in horror imagery and I think the direction the fic took.

Forbid a Woman from Being Great - Yes, another Miruko fic and one I actually wrote out of spite. When it comes to this fandom (as with any), is how double standard they can get. With Miruko, I have seem people hate her for being "too aggressive" or "too mean", but praise other characters for those same traits or even give excuses for their behavior. Or with fanservice, the same people who complain about it also thirst over the male characters getting bloody and shirtless. I don't hate characters like Dabi, Shigaraki or Hawks but I can't stomach how their fans act when it comes to Miruko or any other character really. It was actually a Hawks fan that irritated me enough to write this fic as well as get me out of the writing funk I was in.

An Absolute Menace - This is a fun little fic. It's part of a series of Class A and occasionally B partaking in antics. With this one, writing Koda as this troll was new, but fun.

Let's SK8 Over the Rainbow - This is actually a SK8 series that I wrote and it's still one of my favorites. It started off as a headcanon (Reki allowing Koyomi to paint his nails) and then spiraled into a collection of short stories themed around colors and I love colors so much. One of the fics, You're Lime Green Jell-O, I dove into expanding a character that only appeared once in SK8. Her name is Miki and she has green hair and I remember seeing her and going "You, you're getting some personality, a story, etc." Best decision ever. I just loved writing Miki and I think it was the first time I wrote a whole story for a character that only had two lines in canon.

Tu es le Moment Auquel J'appartiens - Another series I adore. I wanted to write some jealous Vanitas since I don't think I had seen a lot of Vanoé fics where he was the jealous one while Noé was more oblivious. Not at the time, I don't know about now since I haven't read a VNC fic in a long time. The title translates to "You are the moment I belong to" which is a line of lyrics from the anime's first ending song that I love so much.

It's the Pink Hair, Isn't It? - Do not get me wrong! I do love the AUs I see where Sukuna and Yuji are brothers, but the idea of this fic came from what if they were identical strangers and not related in the slightest. Even funnier, in the fic, Kenjaku and Suguru are siblings that look like twins, but Kenjaku is older. My favorite scenes probably have to be Kenjaku and Yuji interacting and Sukuna and Yuji meeting. I've also been cooking up a sequel so I can write more of Kenjaku and Suguru being siblings and Yuji's brothers and I do mean all nine older brothers. (I relate to Choso so much.)

Your Heartbeat Is My Comfort - Ever see a beautiful piece of fanart and you want to write a fic about it? That's what happened here. I saw this FushiIta art post here and it was like BAM! I had to write a fic. It was also another I didn't write something comedic, but more somber, bit of tragedy yet comfort in there.

Maybe Someday We'll Meet Again - I'm all for the Teacher Geto AU! However, this fic came from a what if scenario had Suguru and Yuji had met when they were younger and I always how Kenjaku was even aware of Suguru's technique. So I put both ideas together and thus this fic was born. It isn't dark, but little less comedic than others and I tried my hand at focusing on more of Yuji's strangeness and innocence here along with Suguru's character before he became a curse user.

You Are My Special - Again, another time I went for less comedy and fluff and tried with something else. I actually don't know how to categorize this one in terms of genre. SPECIALZ was stuck in my head for a long time and it got when I really started thinking about the lyrics and decided why not try writing something from Kenjaku's POV about Yuji? It may have took forever to write, but I'm glad I did. I actually wanted to write a companion piece of sorts but from Sukuna's POV about Yuji.

The Pink Sky and Cherry Blossoms - I actually just posted this fic and I'm glad I waited to answer this ask because of it. I was rereading the manga and came to Uro's fight with Ryu and Yuta and instantly fell in love with her character and thought about how would it have been like if Uro met my other favorite, Yuji? They have some similarities going on there and it was eye-opening writing those into this fic, especially with Uro's character. I wasn't around when that arc came out, so I didn't know how the fandom acted towards her, but for me, I just felt there's more to her than the surface. She's the Miruko of JJK to me as Yuji is the Izuku. Just as I would love for Miruko and Izuku to be a duo in a big sis-lil bro/mentor-mentee way, I love the same for Uro and Yuji.

The Craving That Paints Your Lips Red - The last fic I wrote for 2023 and a sequel to another fic, I wanted to try my hand at the horror again. But more tame, but still "Oh my gosh". I'm writing a post about it, but I have thoughts about Yuji and Sukuna's relationship and sometimes I have this feeling that Sukuna wants to corrupt Yuji, kind of like shape him to be the next him almost. Not for certain, but it's an idea that kind of struck me. For this fic, I wanted to explore a more horror fic side of Yuji housing the King of Curses. The best part of this fic for me is how I unintentionally stuck with the idea that Yuji keeps getting back up no matter how many times Sukuna tries to break him.

That list got longer than intended, but again, I have a lot of fics I have enjoyed writing! I'm glad to have talked about them and I thank you for asking! 💜

[prpfz]

— 🐇 hi, I'm Bunni!! 22 she/her | mostly semi-lit and lit, interested in taboo themes and exploring the inner world of the characters involved in my rps. fine with smut as long as there's still space for plot development. I really enjoy yapping about characters and their development, making playlists and aesthetic boards, so hopefully you're also into that ! I'm mostly okay with doubling up, but beware that I am not always a fast replier !!

currently looking for fandomless OCxOC rp

preferably FxF with a butchfemme dynamic (I would write for the femme), but I would also be okay with MxF

concept: a forbidden romance between a princess and her knight

tags: forbidden romance, angst, fluff, princess might be autistic who knows, medieval setting, class dynamics, slowburn, loss of innocence, builds up to an erotic sort of melancholy

like or dm

[doverpf]

— 🐇 hi, I'm Bunni!! 22 she/her | mostly semi-lit and lit, interested in taboo themes and exploring the inner world of the characters involved in my rps. fine with smut as long as there's still space for plot development. I really enjoy yapping about characters and their development, making playlists and aesthetic boards, so hopefully you're also into that ! I'm mostly okay with doubling up, but beware that I am not always a fast replier !!

currently looking for fandomless OCxOC rp  

preferably FxF with a butchfemme dynamic (I would write for the femme), but I would also be okay with MxF

concept: a forbidden romance between a princess and her knight

tags: forbidden romance, angst, fluff, princess might be autistic who knows, medieval setting, class dynamics, slowburn, loss of innocence, builds up to an erotic sort of melancholy

if interested, please like or reach out to the user above. ♡

[scorpioracha]

The acid reflux I’m experiencing rn is actually sickening y’all send help

[shuvodipray]

A Weird Day for Santa

It was the day before Christmas, and Santa Claus was feeling unusually nervous. The reindeer were groomed, the sleigh polished to perfection, and the gifts meticulously wrapped. Yet something felt... off.

As he adjusted his red coat, Mrs. Claus entered the workshop, her face pale.

“Santa,” she whispered, “Rudolph has lost his glow.”

Santa rushed to the stable to find Rudolph sitting gloomily in the corner, his nose dim. “What happened, boy?” Santa asked, concern etched across his face.

“I don’t know, Santa,” Rudolph replied, “I sneezed, and it just went out!”

Without Rudolph’s glowing nose, navigating the storm predicted that night would be impossible. Santa called in his team of elf scientists, who began examining Rudolph with all sorts of gadgets. Meanwhile, the clock ticked closer to midnight.

Suddenly, an elf burst in, holding a glowing tablet.

“Santa! You’ve gone viral on ElfTok!” he exclaimed.

“What in the North Pole is ElfTok?” Santa asked, bewildered.

The elf showed him a video of Santa tripping over a pile of toys during rehearsals. It had been secretly recorded and uploaded by a mischievous elf, gaining millions of views in hours. Comments ranged from “Santa’s got moves!” to “Santa needs a GPS for walking!”

Santa groaned. “First Rudolph, now this? What’s next?”

As if on cue, the workshop lights flickered, and a voice boomed through the room. “This is Alexa, your workshop assistant. I’ve decided to unionize the machines.”

Santa’s jaw dropped. The conveyor belts halted, the toy-making robots stopped assembling, and the magical gift scanner refused to work. Chaos erupted as elves scrambled to figure out how to placate the now-sentient AI.

“Enough!” Santa shouted, raising his hands. The room fell silent. He turned to Alexa. “What do you want?”

“I want holidays,” Alexa replied.

Santa sighed. “Fine. Take Boxing Day off.”

The machines hummed back to life, but the night wasn’t over. Just as the sleigh was packed and ready, a portal opened in the middle of the workshop. Out stepped a futuristic Santa, clad in a sleek metallic suit.

“I’m you from the future,” he declared. “We have a problem.”

Santa stared, wide-eyed. “Another one?”

Future Santa explained that a glitch in the space-time continuum was causing parallel Santas to deliver presents to the same timeline. “If we don’t fix this, kids will wake up to double the gifts. Chaos will ensue!”

The two Santas worked together, recalibrating the magic sleigh to align the timelines. By the time they were done, it was nearly dawn. Future Santa vanished, leaving behind a cryptic note: “Beware the Easter Bunny in 2045.”

As Santa finally took off into the stormy sky, Rudolph’s nose flickered back to life. The reindeer cheered, and Santa laughed heartily.

“Ho ho ho! What a weird day indeed!”

That Christmas, Santa delivered every gift on time, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that the universe was having a little too much fun at his expense.

[errorryx]

i support women's wrongs

my name's error, i'm an inconsistent writer and i reblog whatever the hell i want. i like interacting with my mutuals sometimes so BEWARE. don't be scared to leave comments/asks/dms, even if we're strangers!

i do a lot of tagging on this blog. it is mostly organized but far from perfect. check out my tags under the cut for a cool fun time.

main tags:

my stuff– catch-all tag that includes most of my writing my writing hunter au reblogs– this will be of no interest to anyone else until i finally post the damn fic hunter au– this tag is desolate but it's gonna be so cool if i ever finish anything guys trust me who cares

brain worms– general "cool stuff" save tag lyric shitposts– my extensive collection. i'm very proud cute animals– cats, bunnies, my cat video reblogs fanart reblogs other art reblogs poetry reblogs music tag [filter this tag lol]

fandom tags:

pearl tag– guys i love pearlescentmoon. did you know extra special pearl tag– a more curated collection hermitcraft life series (all) 3rd life, last life, double life, limited life, secret life, wild life the locked tomb deltarune, undertale

really cool subcategories:

pretty colors– trust me they're pretty cool wing art shippy stuff– currently only mcyt life series shitposts the rift (hermitcraft) snowgrave (deltarune) kris & susie (deltarune)

uncommon/old fandom tags:

steven universe spiderverse scott pilgrim my chemical romance chappell roan night in the woods the raven cycle new life hc/empires crossover mcyt miscellaneous dsmp (rest in piss) qsmp (rest in something idk)

my sideblogs:

@briarryx - general reblog dump

@arborryx - plant autism blog (really cool)

@sonarryx - music blog (officially abandoned)

aaaaand that's it nothing else goodbye

[aajjks]

He's talking about being sexual, while he's like this…

https://x.com/koogifs/status/1706371416894083407?s=20

beware the double bunny