#feral slime still scare me

[sl33py-g4m3r]

a trip into The Wilds~~

sabre plorts obtained~~! and one of those stupid fruit

I panicked too much to pick up more. I took food and didn't bother to bring any plorts to create a tarr on purpose.

which might be my play if I go back~~

am I bad at the game or is the wilds just really hard?

makes me feel like I'm bad at the cute slime game T_T;;;

hope the final rewards he gives you for all that is worth it~~

but I doubt I'll get them all cause I'm bad at it I feel....

sabre/quantum largos obtained~~

now I just need to make it to the dessert beyond and get what few slimes there and get hunters back~~ and the dessert fruit and chickens.

made gardens and corrals in advance with money I had instead of dumping it straight into the 7Zee rewards. wonder now if that was a mistake? are there benefits to giving to 7Zee?

[rokishimizu4]

Flash dealing with a feral child (Adult)

Flash, known as one of the fastest men alive, was stopping to check out a known hangout spot for rouges in Central City when he got a notification from the JL about dead bodies of drug dealers, kidnappers, etc, showing up in abandoned warehouses in Gotham and other cities around the world.

He may not be the brightest, but he was still the first one to notice that most of his rouges, at least not the money hungry ones, seemed to only come out in the daylight to do only minimal damage and stealing. Which was strange in of itself.

He was also one of the first ones to notice, besides Batman and Green Arrow, that most of the rouges whisper about a Dream demon or some kind of demon that eats villians’ heads and leave their bodies for the police to pick up.

Tonight, one of many nights, he was eavesdropping on some rouges when he noticed that was rocking back and forth, muttering that he somehow fucked up on a heist and a kid accidentally got hurt.

Some of them were trying to comfort the terrified rouge, but others were too busy looking around with guns and other weapons in hand.

Flash, who was known by his rouges as caring and willing to help those that wanted/needed the help, tried to slowly walk in, but due to his powers it ended up just scaring his rouges instead.

“FUCK FLASH!” “Don’t do that!” “You got to help!” “Please don’t let me die!” All of them cry, each in different levels of fright, with one rushing over to him and grabbing onto his suit, begging for his life. “I did’t mean to! She was just there!”

Cue a very confused Flash, who can only sit down and have his rouges explain what the actual hell was happening. Which included learning about the spread of drugs and trafficking of women and children around the world, but mostly focusing in the U.S in major cities, and the meeting of a black slime thing eating a corrupt cop (who was supposedly abusing his family)

The hours pass without an incident, and as the daylight start to dawn, Flash goes out of his way to rush all the rouges into a safe place. Including the one that accidentally hurt a little girl, which in reality she only got scared by his enterance and wasn’t actually hurt.

Flash then goes back to the warehouse and notices that a man was standing in front of a young teenager, or a child (all he knew that the young thing was small and looked very young), and pointing a gun to their forehead and had a black slimy thing in his other hand.

Flash panics for a brief moment before rushing in, not noticing that the slimy thing was opening its mouth to bite the man at the same time.

Time slows down as he grabs the gun and man’s hand to point it away from the kid, but he then notices that the slimy thing has opened its mouth, full of pointing and knife-like teeth, and bit down on the man’s hand (right next to Flash’s fingers).

The man screams in pain as blood squirts out of the deep bite mark and the gun goes off in another direction. Which causes both the man and Flash to let go, the gun to drop, the slimy thing drops and goes back into the child, and the child bites the man’s left leg.

Cue Flash and the man panicking and jumping away from the child thing, which causes it to melt into a huge black, and purple, monster with dark purple tentacles, and pure white ‘eyes’, with a ‘mouth’ full of sharp teeth (like Canies or knives).

The man gets hit in the head with one of the tentacles and gets knocked unconscious. Flash gets one smacked into his stomach and he smashes into one of the walls.

The creature makes a weird distress child noise as Flash tries to recover, holding onto his stomach area and taking a few deep breaths.

”I’m good, I’m good. Just wasn’t expecting for the power behind your punches, or well slaps.” He jokes as he flops to the ground and rubs his back with one hand, glad that he his super speed allows him to heal quicker.

”Forgive us, we were trying to get a quick meal, but his face reminded us of someone else. It will not happen again.” The thing ‘says’ as it stands up and seems to stretches itself out, like it wasn’t seconds away from dying.

Flash can only wave the thing off, trying to determine if this thing was the “Dream demon” that his rouges were terrified of, which he doesn’t blame them now, and if the man was supposed to be it’s next meal.

”Well, all’s well that ends well. Just please don’t put yourself in these type of situations again, please?” He asks, begs, because he still is very confused on if the thing is a child in a monster’s body or an adult, or what.

”We can not keep that, as we need to eat. However, we will make sure to devour our meal and not play with it.” The thing ‘promises’?, and Flash tries to laugh it off, but the thing doesn’t laugh with him…

”Right, well. I’ll be taking this man to prison and then come back to get you.”

”No, we will go get a new meal. Thank you for teaching us that we should not play with our food.” The thing thanks him, which he doesn’t know to accept or not, before it CLIMBS out of the building, scaling the walls up to the skylight with it claws and tentacles and disappears into the night.

”Hey Flash to JL, we have a feral child on the loose, and it likes to eat humans. Please be advised that I accidentally gave it advice and now I’m not too sure where it went. Please don’t kill me, I thought it was just a kid.”

Cue the Flash experiencing the strangest police interview ever, and JL interview as well. Including being pulled to the side by Batman and getting the rundown on what he knows.

[where-are-the-spooky-gays-2]

Slowly coming back to Tumblr after a month break of nothing but random queued posts, so, uh, hi!

Dukexiety has me in a chokehold. So why not share some more random Dukexiety shenanigans?

Okay, so: Slime Rancher AU. Slime Rancher is this cute slime game where you're a rancher who ranches slimes. One of my favorite games, so now it's time to project.

Anyway: Remus and Virgil have separate Ranches. Remus' ranch is called the Silvera Ranch, and Virgil's ranch is called the Marcello Ranch. Named after their surnames.

Remus' specialty is mostly all the slimes that hurt you. Crystal slimes, Hunter slimes, Radiation slimes, Boom slimes, etc. He even has an Incinerator to house the Fire slimes. The only not-deadly slimes he has on his ranch are the Puddle slimes because they're fucking adorable and make cute sounds and live in a pond to help with on-hand water supply for the water tank attachment on the VacPak. He even has the full collection of the Slime Toys shop unlocked (from the 7Zee Rewards thing), and got a battery toy for his Radiation slimes. The Radiation slimes love it.

Virgil's specialty seems to be the slimes who are sensitive to light or who are pretty elusive. Like Quantum slimes, Phosphorus slimes, Hunter slimes, etc. He has the cave expansion to his ranch all decked-out. He's a bit anxious about spoiling food or running out of food, so all his farms are maxed out with all the stuff to make them grow faster or scare away stray slimes.

Virgil has his ranch & tech & VacPak set in the purple Chroma Pack of Kanpeki. Remus has the green Chroma Pack of Tomatillo.

When Remus and Virgil meet & realize they're both on the planet of the Far, Far Range, they found out their ranches are the closest to each other. And on a faraway alien planet, you learn to make fast friends with those closest to you in distance because it can get incredibly lonely. And so their friendship begins!

They'll visit each other's ranches from time to time and help each other out. Dealing with Mochi Miles & the Quicksilver slimes stresses Virgil out, so Remus helps with that. Remus has dangerous slimes, and while it's more his style and he has the energy for it, it can still get him hurt from time to time. Virgil doesn't mind helping him making sure the slimes are fed and keeping an eye on Remus' farms. They both help each other on adventures when traveling away from their ranches, they'll sometimes watch the other's ranch if one of them is going on a longer adventure, and they help each other with all the science stuff in the Laboratory.

After a long while of being close to one another, the occasional joint adventures, all that...well, they start realizing their feelings for each other aren't entirely platonic. But they're not romantic either.

Yep, it's time for: qpp Dukexiety!

They're not sure how to define they're feelings for each other, but 'love' is the wrong word. They care a lot about each other and are fond of each other. They joke around on adventures. They help with ranch chores. They sometimes the stay the night over at each other's ranches when it starts to get too dark and neither of them want to deal with the likelihood of Tarrs.

And they have no fucking clue how to tell each other.

They don't wanna ruin what good friendship they already have! So, neither of these dorks tell the other that they care about them in a different way than friendship. Of course, because I am cliché, it all gets confessed on a joint adventure. It's dark. They're miles away from either of their ranches. They're on their way back. They're running from feral slimes and Tarrs, and the adrenaline is coursing through them. Remus is trying to find one of the start teleporters that lay around the area they're in. Virgil is holding his hand as they run so they don't lose each other. Virgil's the one blasting Tarrs with his water tank attachment thing. A Tarr pops up and attacks Remus before he can react to it. It bites him but then Virgil IMMEDIATELY shoots it with water and it explodes into little Tart bits. Remus is stunned by Virgil saving him as Virgil pulls them quickly into a safer little cave to figure out where to go next to get back to a ranch.

And then Remus confesses that he's desperately attracted to Virgil in a queerplatonic way. Virgil dismisses as an effect of the adrenaline rush, and so Remus tells him they can talk about it when they get back and it'll be the same answer. They figure out that Virgil's ranch is closest so they finally find a fucking teleporter and go to Marcello Ranch.

Once at the Ranch, Virgil tends to Remus' Tarr bite so it doesn't get infected and they talk. Remus confesses again, like he said he would. He admits he's been feeling this way for a while but didn't wanna fuck up their friendship because Virgil's important to him and he's terrified of losing him. Virgil stares at him as he finishes bandaging Remus, and then hugs him tight. Remus hugs back. Virgil confesses he's felt the same (queerplatonic) towards him but didn't know how to articulate it and also doesn't want to lose Remus. They decide to enter a qpp partnership and figure it out together.

Somewhere down the road, they decide to combine their ranches and stuff. It becomes a chaotic home to many different slimes, a mess of green and purple everywhere, and they name it the Royal Storms Ranch. They pick a name that represents a piece of both of them: Royal for Remus' nickname "Dukey" and Storm for Virgil's affinity for thunderstorms.

And yadda yadda, happy ending, qpp Dukexiety wins!

This is so long, my bad, lol.

( @oatmeal-stans-the-trash-rat )

Aye welcome back Oatmeal :}D!!! This AU sounds S O fucking cool and cute oml P L E A S E!!! It's got QPP Dukexiety where they have a deep level of trust and care for one another and are more than willing to stick by each other's side to figure out what they're feeling, Fitting unique last names for the beloveds that make really cool ranch names, Super sweet moments like them visiting each other's ranches from time to time and helping each other out when they need it, Them adventuring and surviving together, Them combining their ranches and pretty much raising a slime army together are all such fucking D E L I C I O U S concepts and I L O V E it!!!

[aroacemisha]

Listen I'm trying to be supportive of RL Belos here, but if I was Evelyn and he tried to kill me I wouldn't be ten feet near that guy and I sure as hell wouldn't allow my children near him even if he was my BIL.

Did he try to kill her while she was pregnant? Did Caleb have to stop him? Did he ever apologise/make up for it? Because even though he's better in this au he still majorly annoys me like he does in canon and I cannot find it within myself to pity him much at all.

(Was gonna say this at the end, but I think it's kinda silly to follow an AU where a character you find annoying is one of the main characters and is thus heavily focused on. It's also a little rude to come and tell someone how much you dislike a character they really enjoy, it's better to keep that on your own blog. But I digress)

Anyways, I'd like to clarify some things here/give a more detailed timeline of the dynamic.

Evelyn has met Philip before. During her initial visits to the Human Realm, she (~18 years old) pretended to be human, and she befriended Caleb (17-18 years old) - and she was on friendly terms with Philip (13-14 years old) as well, although they weren't close. The relationship went on that way for a couple years, and over that time she started to visit more frequently (originally she started at once every few weeks).

When she finally revealed she was a witch, it was only to Caleb, and both were unaware that Philip was spying on them. Upon seeing her perform real magic, Philip didn't hate her at first, he was just scared. He didn't report either of them, and didn't tell either of them that he knew Evelyn's secret, but was becoming worried that she was dangerous to Caleb.

At one point Evelyn (~22) and Caleb (21-22) were found out and Caleb was about to go on trial, but Evelyn rescued him and they ran away to the Demon Realm. Philip (~18) later followed and found them a few months later, being convinced during his search that Caleb is in danger.

He tried to attack Evelyn in that initial encounter, and she was startled for a bit, before realizing that she can handle him if she just uses magic, since he's human and doesn't have magic of his own. That was also the only time he tried to attack her in that way.

After being calmed down by Caleb and, after a very long conversation, begrudgingly agreeing to give the Demon Realm a chance (for Caleb's sake), Philip remained hostile to Evelyn for a while, but that hostility was mostly bratty child behavior, feral cat behavior (growling, etc) and passive-aggressive prayers. She found some of it funny and once wondered if her beast keeping magic would work on him.

He'd get into some arguments with her, but wouldn't try to physically fight her, in part because he knew she'd just trap him in abomination slime, vines and/or stone if he tried. Caleb's presence was an additional mitigating/soothing factor.

She also figured that if Caleb could change his beliefs after coming from the same place, Philip likely could too, and if he isn't trying to murder or attack anyone, why not give him a chance.

She knew he was only hostile due to being indoctrinated as a child to believe that witches were evil, and only attacked her due to being convinced she was a danger to Caleb, so if that belief was to be dismantled, he would probably become friendly. And it did happen, and he gradually came to accept witchkind as a whole. Realizing his own queerness also contributed to his old beliefs falling apart.

The birth of Caleb and Evelyn's child also helped soften him. By the time the child started to say their first words and learned to call him uncle, it was really pulling on his heartstrings. At that point he was already on generally friendly terms with Evelyn and was allowed to hold the kid sometimes. He was already showing hints of his protective parental traits back then with how he treated the kid, although he would only become a parent himself many decades later.

And yeah, Philip apologized for everything at multiple points during his deradicalization. As for what he did to make up for it, given Evelyn's playful personality, she probably asked him to do something silly to entertain her as an apology. He'd also help her and Caleb fix stuff that broke in their house, and he was showing early signs of his interest in engineering, as he really liked fixing mechanical things.

They ultimately ended up becoming besties, and their personalities meshed well. They only drifted apart and eventually lost touch after Caleb's death, mainly through Philip drifting away, since he blamed himself for the accident in the mines and was particularly ashamed to be around the child.

Also the reason he continued trying to build the portal door even after he accepted the Isles wasn't because he wanted to go back (he felt safer and more accepted among witches), but because he wanted to spread the truth to other humans, and hoped he could change their minds too and end witch hunting, so no witch or human is harmed by them again (this later fed into his developing belief that the realms should be united). So he wanted to fix the systemic problem as well, although his expectations for how it would go and whether it would even work were too idealized.

[drunktuesdays]

lea one of the sports men i follow retweeted something that said the elite are back together so i had to come here and ask: how are you feeling?

thank u so much let me tell you babe, i would maybe say that i feel like i'm gonna frow up and die. i'm too happy and emotional every time i see the pictures + gifs + instastories of the four of them standing together. they ARE the heart, soul, and spirit of aew. i'm so scared because kenny STILL doesn't know about the bucks standing in hangman's corner when hangman beat kenny for the championship and if kenny takes it badly he could rip up their fragile re-alliance in a quest for vengeance. i'm NERVOUS because the takeshita and don question is still outstanding--what is don DOING? when push comes to shove, who will takeshita side with? am i gonna have to root against a beautiful hunky beef man with the soul of a twink? and i feel pleasantly apprehensive because of course the ghost of ibushi lurks on the edges of every single thing kenny does, and when he finally manifests, it's gonna stir everything up in a way i don't think we'll be able to predict. and i'm so unbelievably horny when i think about the way hangman came striding out and kenny glanced over at him, still a little wary and gunshy but tentatively willing--we can do better this time. the way the bucks were FERAL in their happiness--nick looked like he easily could crack open someone's ribcage and eat their heart out of their chest. matt was pacing like a FURIOUS tiger BEGGING to be released. i'm shitting myself and yelling and crying and sliming does that answer the question............

[yanderes-galore]

hello again !! im the leftey anon :) was wondering since you do tmnt now. can i request a yandere parisitica leo concept maybe ? i loved that ep as a kid and i also love your work as well. once again keep up the goodwork (btw loved the lefty concept)

YES, THANK YOU! I FOUND THAT EPISODE AMAZING. Happy you liked the Lefty concept, too :)

I REALLY needed to write for this one as the idea really spoke to me currently, lol. Like all my fics, Leonardo everyone is aged up.

Darling is specifically depicted as female as Leo says "queen" and you're called a "she/her" if that's fine? It worked for the plot I had in mind, insects and all. Please give feedback!

Yandere! Parasitica! Leonardo Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Female Darling, Yandere-like behavior, Possessive behavior, Female names and pronouns, Brainwashing, Feral behavior, Mention of 'mates', Parasitic insect mention, Stalking, Drool mention.

- Due to the hypnotic toxins Leo was infected with by the mutant wasp, he becomes much different from his usual self.

- More feral and much less controlled....

- This is no longer the Leonardo you knew you were friends with.

- He was something else entirely now.

- Altering from the episode a bit to make this work, if Leonardo already liked you strongly before the toxin, then you're in even more trouble

- Instead of the hypnotic toxin making it so the wasp larvae eats Leo in this, it'll just screw with his mind.

- The others are very adamant on keeping you away from Leo.

- They need to find a cure, just leave him be with the strange wasp egg he has.

- They can't kill it until Leonardo is fine, anyways.

- Scared for your friend(s) safety, you stay away as much as you can.

- While Leonardo is protective of this egg... he still appears agitated.

- The others noting Leo looks as though he's searching for something in the room he and the egg are kept in.

- Constant mutterings of 'queen' while cursing and hissing at certain intervals.

- It isn't much of a problem until Leonardo actively tries to leave the room, egg still in his protection.

- "Keep him in there! I'm not sure why he keeps trying to leave but we've got problems if he does!"

- "Where is she!?"

- "She?"

- "Queen of the egg... give her back!"

- "You're spouting nonsense, Leo... Get back in the room before I force you!"

- "Could he be talking about (Y/N)? Leo always seemed to like her...."

- It's then Leo stops his hissing and perks at your name, pitch black eyes narrowing.

- "Mine! Give queen back! Must protect the egg!"

- It's at that point the turtles know you're truly in danger.

- They don't only have to worry about the egg... but a rabid Leo hunting you down, too.

- While the turtles struggle trying to keep Leo in the lair, you're doing your best to keep living your life.

- You can't come visit until Leo's back to normal....

- You're not dragged back into their problem until you start noticing shadows.

- Rabid growling sounds out your window alert you to a presence.

- It sounds like an animal outside....

- You go outside to try and check only to see nothing.

- You deem there being nothing wrong, walking back inside.

- Only to see an alien egg laying on your bed.

- You find your voice and scream in panic, eyes in a frenzy when you look around the room.

- Then you see him.

- Leonardo, very much not normal, staring at you with slime-like drool running down his lips.

- You're paralyzed at the presence of him and the egg....

- Then... he grins.

- Black eyes doing nothing to add to your fear, Leonardo coos softly towards you.

- "Queen~! I bring the egg. We must care for it. Together. No harm shall come to your or our brood."

- You cringe, shaking your head.

- Leo was still infected... not even trying to hide it.

- Did he really expect you to care for this egg!?

- "You're not Leo...."

- You prepare your escape, Leonardo tilting his head.

- "Yet, I AM Leo. Your mate. We are meant to take care of the egg. You will love the egg..."

- Leo steps closer, eyes narrowed but grin still on his face.

- "You will love ME...!"

- You try to follow through with your escape plan.

- However, you failed to recognize Leo was NOT slow in this form.

- In fact, he may even be faster...

- A strong grip grabs your leg and pulls you down.

- You slam onto the ground, the turtle you once were friends with crawling on top of you.

- His size dwarfed you, drool spilling onto your bruised skin.

- "Do not flee. We will be family. The egg will hatch and we will care for the babies."

- You're forced to look at Leonardo when he grips your chin.

- "You will not abandon your family, right?"

[bansheeoftheforest]

Ok so its 2:30 am and im going feral over syndicate au

After they “officially” (or as official as they can be at least) hire jekyll as their chemist things are somewhat awkward between henry and jacob for a bit. With the other people henry can be professional and friendly towards but jacob was literally the one introducing him to all of this. Via a one-night-stand

Except that attraction between them is obviously there?? Like they (probably) wouldnt have done the wahoo with eachother if it wasnt there, so all theres left is for them to get to know eachother. And they do slowly get to know eachother through meetings, and business exchanges where jacob tries to flirt and henry is flustered but not too flustered to laugh, and then they start talking outside work and then before they know it theyre back to making out except this time theyre SOBER and they decide it means something. And then BOOM, boyfriends

And then jacob thinks hes funny, and the kidnappings start happening

Also i would to know how jacob would react to the big reveal that jekyll = hyde. Personally im a big fan of “oh wow my beloved youre genuinely an insane person :) thats cool tho. Love you lots xoxo”

Hey dude. You know what I was... Is it called daydreaming if I did it to go to sleep? Either way you know what I was imagining over and over and over when trying to go to sleep?

Exactly this.

I can imagine Henry being so incredibly awkward around the other assassins and especially Jacob at first. After all, Jacob was a one-night-stand and all other assassins wanted him dead (he assumes) but he quickly befriends Evie and Greenie because he is as social as a puppy and is just as likable as one. But he keeps a distance from Jacob because he finds the entire situation incredibly uncomfortable and especially after what happened with Robert. He doesn't want to get hurt like that again and even if his heart slowly, slowly is letting go of Robert and willingly opens itself up again, he desperately tries to lock it away and make sure he isn't too close to Jacob. Jacob, who probably is a person to fall head-over-heels with persons he just met and especially if they have even shagged (he literally fell in love with two of his enemies after 1-2 meetings, canonically, one being a gal and one being a lad) is probably quite hurt by Jekyll taking a distance but he still tries. Hence the flirting, hence still trying to get to know Henry.

A few months pass, maybe. Henry gets used to working for the assassins, he spends most of his free time on the train because he can escape both Lodgers and friends alike and just... Relax. Even if he spends most of his time there, and even if he tries to get away from Jacob to not end up more hurt, he just can't. He keeps getting pulled into those handsome eyes and those flirty jokes and he just can't deny that he is feeling something for Jacob, and Jacob notices. Suddenly Greenie and Evie are gone on an emergency mission and Jacob and Henry are alone on the train. Perhaps Jacob would offer Henry some whiskey, perhaps they would just sit around and talk on one of the couches. Perhaps Jacob would slowly inch his way closer and Henry would pretend not to notice. Suddenly Jacob's hand is on his thigh and Henry's breath hitches, his face shots up to meet Jacob's gaze and their noses brush together. They are alone, Jacob takes his chance, and so softly he presses their lips together. Nowhere near as hungrily as their first meeting and nowhere near as possessively as during their shag. It's soft, it's adoring, and Henry can't help but melt into it. He doesn't want to but something in him feels safe with Jacob, much safer than he had ever felt with Robert, much more loved than he had ever felt by Robert, yet he quickly falls back to reality when Jacob's hand moves-- maybe not even up his thigh, maybe he just accidentally nudged it-- and Henry places his hands on Jacob's chest and breaks off. So many thoughts and feelings swirling around in his head, yet all he can feel is how his heart clenches so violently and everything in him is screaming stop, stop, go back, you are ruining it, all while it's also screaming run, run, don't look back, don't let yourself get hurt again.

Henry stands up, Jacob follows as Henry begins to panic so slightly. He is apologizing profusely, he is saying that Jacob please shouldn't take this personally, it's just... He can't handle this right now, he's sorry, Jacob did nothing wrong but Henry just isn't ready for it. Right as Henry is about to leave the train, Jacob stops him. He asks what he did wrong, or what's making Henry panic so. Henry stops, for a moment, takes a deep breath, and tells him that he just... Does not know what Jacob wants from him, and he has been hurt by pretend-relationships enough that he doesn't want to experience that again. Jacob tells him that he actually likes him, he would like to have an actual relationship with him sometime, if that would be something Henry would want and would be comfortable with. Henry pauses, another deep breath, and finally, he just says that... He needs to think about it. Please give him some space, he will give him a letter once he has gotten to think things through, he is sorry for being difficult but it's just... So, so much for him and after what he has been through. It's nothing personal, he assures Jacob, yet both of them just feel so, so hurt as Henry waits for the nearest train station and leaves. It's in the middle of the night, yet he is trudging his way back to the Society alone. Jacob debates following him, just to make sure he gets home safely, but doesn't.

Maybe it takes a few days, maybe some weeks, maybe even months, but soon, when Jacob enters the train after a particularly foul mission, Evie has a letter for him. "Jekyll came by and told me to give it to you", she says. Jacob could not grab it any faster, hastily tells her some weak excuse before excusing himself to his personal train compartment. He sits on his bed, he takes a deep breath, and he opens the wax seal of the letter-- so formal and official, he thinks. He wonders what Jekyll has told him, what news he is about to get. He can't deny that he likes him and that he likes him a lot. More than he liked Pearl. More than he ever liked Maxwell. What he feels for Henry feels good and real and he just feels miserable at the thought that Henry might not feel the same.

He opens the letter; the actual text and paper are just as "official" and formal as the actual wax seal and letter fold.

And then he reads it.

And the first thing Henry does, no surprise, is apologizing, and Jacob feels his blood run cold. But then he continues to read, and Henry is explaining why he was so scared. He has been hurt before, his last boyfriend treated him like a side piece that he just threw away and they had known each other for two years and it has affected Henry a lot. He apologized for being difficult, but he is willing to try out a relationship if Jacob is still up for it, and if he is just willing to take it slow and be patient with Henry.

And Jacob, of course, is willing to be patient. He is willing to wait for Henry because he likes him.

At the end of the letter, Henry asks Jacob to meet him in his office somewhere during the evening; he will keep the window open.

And Jacob does come.

And they get to talk it all out, they get to set some boundaries and actually talk about what they want out of all of this. Obviously ends with Jacob embracing Henry in a way only lovers can, and loads and loads of kisses.

Look, I'm just... So soft for this ship, ok? And now I have an excuse to ramble on about it bc more people actually ship them through this au and I love it.

ALso realized I completely forgot the last part heeh <3

So far, I have imagined the assassin crew (Jacob, Evie, Greenie) needing Henry for something but they see this... This blond gremlin breaking into his office. They immediately think of cornering him and questioning him about why he is breaking into Henry's office, except they enter at exactly the wrong time and manages to catch the transformation as Hyde turns back into Jekyll. They all stare in horror and yet Jacob doesn't hesitate to immediately run forward and cradle Henry; spitting and trying to keep himself from vomiting as all that slime and goop comes out of his mouth and eyes. Henry coughs, he manages to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees is the assassins and Jacob's face. He coughs again, he presses out a panicked smile, and the only thing he says is "oh fuck."

Jacob, without even thinking about it, immediately helps Henry to gather himself and clean himself off of the slime, Evie and Greenie are just standing on the sidelines unsure of what to do. Finally, Henry is rested against a cabinet and his breathing is calmer, and he manages to explain everything. Yeah, he was really depressed a few years ago and he thought there were things that were horribly wrong with him so he wanted to get rid of that. Except he accidentally personified all of that "bad" stuff and now that person is Edward Hyde. Jacob would definitely be... Slightly concerned, but would very much be like "oh so you are slightly insane and also halfly schizophrenic? Ahaha is no big deal I still love u darling xoxo"

...Y'all think Jacob would start flirting with Hyde too after that?

Honestly! I very much like all kinds of confessions when it comes to the Jekyll/Hyde reveal, so? Gimme all your thoughts, I crave them all. I just love the angsty routes <3

[unfortunatelyilikebnha]

If you don’t stan Midoriya what are you DOING he is so GOOD the core of his character is just. CARING about every person he comes across & trying to HELP them even though most of the people he’s encountered before yuuei had been real nasty to him like he could’ve given up! He could’ve said “you’ve never cared about me so why should I care about you” & turned his back on the world, used his talents for himself or even become a villain (like. My dude has plenty of motive I don’t even think I’d blame him) but he DIDN’T he tries SO HARD he just wants to be able to help people!

“But he‘a a crybaby :/” And?!?! First of all being in touch with your emotions enough to cry isn’t a bad thing!!! Second of all he’s been through a lot and is constantly under so much pressure god forbid he cry a little bit!!

His idol crushed his dreams! & yet he didn’t harbor any ill will toward all might and he still acted & ended up helping save bakugou (& then got SCOLDED FOR IT WTF. Like the pro heroes were all like “you could’ve died!” but they weren’t doing anything!!! Bkg would be dead if Midoriya hadn’t intervened and he got YELLED AT FOR IT. the disrespect is astronomical). He cares about people so much even when they’ve given him nothing but reasons he SHOULDN’T care about them but because he’s so good (and stubborn lmao) he cares about them anyway!! If I was bullied for 10 years I sure as hell wouldn’t care about my bully but because Midoriya’s a literal angel he still does?!?! Like wtf. He’s just so good!

& the most irritating part is that because of aforementioned 10 years of bullying and being let down by everyone (even his mother which while Inko is a great mother & loves Izuku so much she did screw up by not believing in him) he has like no self worth and doesn’t realize how amazing he is?!? He breaks his bones CONSTANTLY bc he doesn’t care about the cost to himself as long as he can save other people he literally doesn’t rlly care if he dies like when he was being killed by muscular he was scared but his thoughts were “sorry Kota, sorry all might, sorry mom” he was more worried about “letting people down” than the fact he was dying!! He only stopped breaking his bones bc he was told that if he did it again he’d permanently damage his arms which would make it rlly hard for him to be a hero like he didn’t even consider using his quirk in other ways before then even when he was constantly in pain from shattering the hell out of his bones!! He was just like “it’s working I’m saving people who cares if I’m in immense pain every time I activate my quirk that’s fine” like holy sh*t kid please care about yourself more!! In the sports festival he broke the bones in his hand TWICE OVER for someone he’d hardly ever spoken to!! Like please PLEASE get some self worth you finally have real friends they can help you! You don’t have to do everything alone PLEASE let them help you!

Also he’s so smart?! Not just book smart (even though he scored fourth in the class on midterms so he’s obviously that too) but he’s super observant and has crazy analyses on ppls quirks and beyond quirk observation he’s really good at observing people too?! He analysed that the slime villain’s weak spot was probably its eyes & threw the backpack at it startling it enough that it temporarily retreated? He observed Bkg enough that he knew exactly how he’d act in the battle trial and devised a plan to help them win (which btw was NOT SAFE FOR HIM AT ALL & HE KNEW THAT & HE DIDNT CARE AS LONG AS HE COULD HELP THEIR TEAM WIN, another point re: last paragraph) & when he found out that Uraraka didn’t have anything that she could float to combat Iida with, he improvised by punching thru the building so that Uraraka had rubble she could use against Iida & he thought of that while in the middle of fighting Bakugou like!!! He! Is! So! Smart!!! He managed to hit the nail on the head about exactly what Todoroki needed to hear during their sports festival fight & made him remember that he could be his own kind of hero & that he wasn’t his father! He figured out the fake Uraraka wasn’t Uraraka at all just bc he KNOWS her and believes in her!!! He figured out some of mirio’s strategy while he was completely wiping the floor with the rest of 1a and so figured out where he’d pop up & tho he didn’t win that fight he did last longer than the rest of his class had! He figured out that he could use Eri’s quirk to CONTINUOUSLY SHATTER & HEAL HIS OWN BONES (again he has NO self preservation and I am sad for him) so that he could fight with 100% of his power and hold on to Eri without being rewound out of existence & traumatizing her further & ALSO TOLD HER THAT HER QUIRK IS A BLESSING! I haven’t rlly gotten farther than that in the anime and I don’t read the manga but I KNOW I’m forgetting things but POINT IS he’s really freaking smart which is another thing that makes him so interesting to watch!! Like how many characters do you know that r both really smart & really kind the stereotype seems to be one of the other but bc Midoriya’s awesome like that he’s both!!

ALSO something else I rlly like about him is that he’s kind and cares about people but when someone hurts a person he cares about he gets MAD & will do whatever he needs to do. He was scared of Bkg but when he implied Midoriya gave Uraraka her plan, he snapped at him & was like “it’s her plan not mine you better respect her strength she did this not me!” He was also scared of End**v*r (I don’t blame him! The guy’s freakishly tall, literally covered in fire, and always angry!) but as soon as he insinuated Todoroki was just his pawn or smth Midoriya TOLD HIM OFF he was like “Todoroki’s not you also f*ck you I hate you” (ok the last part is a lil exaggerated but still). When muscular was threatening Kota? He went FERAL & used 1,000,000% of his power (which. How tf is that even possible but I digress good for you Midoriya ily) to beat him just so this little kid (who literally punched him in the balls earlier) wouldn’t die like he was MAD mad. And when he found out what Ov*rh**l was doing to Eri? I thought I’d seen feral before but HOLY SH*T. He literally tried to KILL HIM (good for Midoriya. Child abusers & transphobes have no f*cking rights) he tried to stab him with that sharp piece of rock & THEN he did 100% full cowling with that absolutely chilling expression like he’s so kind but there was NO trace of kindness on his face while he was fighting Ov*rh**l (good he doesn’t deserve it).

ANYWAYS ALL THIS TO SAY Midoriya is so smart and so strong and so genuinely kind & I love him & I wish he’d love himself bc he deserves it! I’m glad 1a cares abt him so much bc it’s!!! What!!! He!!! Deserves!!! Stan Midoriya ok rant over bye

Edit: ok wait rant not QUITE over I’ve got one more thing: with Uraraka’s help he took a childhood nickname that he always HATED (like he specifically says that in the story don’t y’all try to downplay how much it hurt him) & completely changed the meaning. He even made it his HERO NAME he was like “this isn’t gonna hurt me anymore I’ll make it into something I can be proud of” and like. Even tho I don’t like the nickname and refuse to refer to Midoriya with it unless I’m specifically talking about his hero persona, THE POWER THAT HAS. Once he realized that he wasn’t alone anymore he just DECIDED to take something that had hurt him in the past & turn it not something that could comfort people in the future (bc we KNOW that he’s gonna b the no 1 hero & ppl r gonna be comforted at hearing he’s on the scene). He did that. I’m so proud of him.

[slimy-vore-bog]

Luz the Owl Beast

Alternate title: A Witchling and her Cursed Crush

Guess who’s back with more vore? (Hint: it’s me)

Silliness aside; I decide that I’m going to post 2 versions of this story. One with drawings and one without. It’s because the drawings sorta takes away from the “tension” Or at least the fear... It’s safe vore, but Amity still thinks she’s going to die, and the drawing are a little silly compared, because it’s mostly seen from the outside (basically how Luz sees it, and she never meant to hurt Amity)

Also the drawings literally aren’t ready yet... I only have 3 finished and 3 WIPs in sketching phase (and more I haven’t even started)

This is Luz’s design here: Owl Beast Luz There is additional information in the description. (keep in mind I drew her foot wrong; it’s supposed to be longer)

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Anyways... This story contains: Feral pred Luz and prey Amity, half-sized vore (I think? I can’t figure out if it’s that or less) unwilling prey, eager pred, some lumity towards the end, explicit language, mentions of digestion, mentions of fatal (again, I don’t write that) animalistic pred

(Also, sorry for the boring title... I couldn’t come up with anything more creative)

word count: 3.8 k

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“Luz?” asked Amity, carefully opening the door to her crush’s room. “Are you in here?” She hadn’t seen the girl for days at school, and she was starting to get worried. I hope she’s okay...

She paused when she heard a snarling and growling. What the hell? she couldn’t help but think, as there sounded another annoyed growl. “Luz?”

She squinted into the dark room, her eyes widening as she saw a beast slamming its head against the floor before writhing in pain. Its mix of feathers and fur were the same dark color as Luz’s hair, and Amity immediately realized who it was. “Luz!”

She didn’t think about her own safety, as she sprinted into the room. What happened to her? Why is she hurting herself? Oh, Titan, she isn’t cursed, is she? “What happened to you?!”

Lots of panicked thoughts travel through her, as she placed a hand on Luz’s side, but a giant pair of wings she hadn’t noticed spread out and flung her into the wall. The impact knocked the wind out of her, as she was left gasping for breath.

She coughed, trying to make her breathing normal again. “Lu-” She drew in a deep breath, watching the beast her friend had turned into struggle to stand up, using her wings to balance. “Luz?”

Luz eventually got up on all four of her legs, growling at Amity, before she pounced.

Luz was heavy. Amity was too scared to keep her eyes open, but she could feel the beast sniff her curiously, before a rough and catlike tongue raked across her face.

Her heart stopped beating for a second, as Luz licked her again. Shit. SHIT. Luz was out of her mind. It probably wouldn’t take long before the beast Luz had turned into, decided that Amity was worth making a meal out of.

“Luz!” she called out, as the rough tongue scratch her skin again. It felt like fingernails getting dragged across her face. “Let. Me. Go!” She tried to get her arms out from under Luz, but she felt her tighten her grip on them as she moved. She stopped, looking up at the beast’s face, before she licked her again.

Amity do nothing but watch in horror, as Luz opened her fanged mouth as wide as it would stretch. Stretching it to the point that Amity’s head would have no problem fitting in there.

Luz used her pawlike hands to shove Amity head into her mouth. Amity couldn’t even scream anymore, as Luz’s jaw locked around her neck. She squeezed her eyes shut, waiting for the beast’s fangs to sink into her neck.

But the bite never came.

Luz opened her mouth a little and shoved her farther in, swallowing her head in one gulp.

No! Amity’s eyes widened, writhing in Luz’s hands, trying to her arms free. NONONONONONONO! She kneed Luz in the chest, trying to get her to cough her back up. I’m not getting swallowed alive by my crush! She kicked out after Luz again, but the beast grabbed her leg before she could hit her.

Luz shoved more of her down, and Amity felt a rumbling noise vibrating through Luz. She quickly realized, to her own horror, that Luz was purring. And it was loud. Amity hated every second of it.

But her attention was quickly snapped away from it, as Luz gulped once again. Amity was already in to the end of her torso. SHIT! She squirmed, trying to fight against the crushing pressure of Luz’s throat, but it was even tighter than she had expected. It felt as if she was locked in place. Her squirming definitely wasn’t enough to make Luz sick. If that is even possible…

She tried to kick her leg, but she only pushed herself farther into her gullet. Wait, maybe this could work! She writhed again, trying to use Luz’s hand to her advantage. If I could just get my leg like this… she bent her knees, using her support against Luz’s to turn in her throat. She got one of her arms out in front of her. Yes! She could still do something! Maybe it wasn’t as hopeless as it looked to be? If I could just use her hand to pull myself back up then-

Just as the plan was forming; Luz let go off her, tilting her head back.

Amity felt Luz jerk her head forward, as she swallowed. Amity felt her own heart pounding louder than it did before; she could feel the entrance to Luz’s stomach with her extended hand. And then she realized how truly fucked she was.

Luz repeated the motion. Amity’s head entered the stomach; she could already feel the other end of it. Oh, Titan, I’m going to die in here… There wasn’t much else to think but one thing. Fuck! She slammed her hand into Luz’s gut. “Fuck!” She cried out in frustration. She blinked, making the tears she had been holding back roll down her cheeks.

She was slowly squeezed the rest of the way into Luz’s stomach. Don’t think of it as Luz… She was forced to curl up in the small and tight space. Her arms were locked to her sides, as Lu- the beast’s stomach began kneading her.

Amity felt everything turn around. What is happening? Did she- Did it just lie on its back?

Even through the feathers, fur, skin, and muscle; Amity could feel L- the beast rubbing its belly. It purred even louder than before, which Amity hadn’t thought possible. She hated the beast Luz had turned into. “Let me out of here!” she screamed at it. She tried to stretch the beast’s stomach, in a desperate effort to make it sick.

But it was apparently already stretched to its fullest with her in there, because it didn’t budge more than an inch. She could barely move, only being able to shift a little bit. I’m going to die… She curled up even tighter around herself. Luz is going to kill me… She couldn’t avoid the fact that this beast that had eaten her was her crush. The loveable idiot, who was willing to fight grom for her and the best friend anyone could ever ask for… had eaten her.

But she couldn’t stop herself from having a slim hope that maybe there was still a chance Luz would snap back to herself and let her out. She wasn’t going to attack Luz; she couldn’t bring herself to hurt her, despite everything. “Luz, please…” she spoke quietly. Amity was starting to feel exhausted. It was sweltering inside Luz’s body, and her adrenalin had run out. “I don’t want to die in here…”

She gently brushed her hand against the slippery flesh thinking about how much Luz meant to her. The stomach was initially slimy to the touch, but after a few more brushes where she got used to the slime; she felt it was also soft and squishy… Maybe this would be a rather peaceful way to die, if she could pass out before the acids kicked in. A realization hit her. Wait… She furrowed her brow. Shouldn’t I feel at least a bit of burning? She hesitated in casting the light spell, but she eventually did it. The stomach lit up in a flash of blinding light, making Amity have to squeeze her eyes shut for a couple seconds.

When she could open them again; she examined her hands. They weren’t the tiniest bit red. She kept turning her hands and staring at them in disbelief. She turned her head towards where she was pretty sure Luz’s head was. She took a breath, trying to figure out, if the air was limited or not.

It was uncomfortably hot and moist, but it didn’t seem like it was unbreathable or limited. Her air supply should definitely have been running out by that point, if not completely depleted. How is this possible? She got a sudden burst of energy, realizing she wasn’t going to die. But she didn’t know what to do about being trapped in Luz’s gut. She felt Luz roll over on her side. What side was even up? She couldn’t figure it out anymore, but she decided not to dwell on it.

She gently rubbed the inside of Luz’s stomach. It grossed her out, but she figured she could get Luz’s attention that way. “Luz?” she carefully called out. “I know it’s safe in here…” she started, hoping that she could understand her, “but I would rather not stay.” It was uncomfortable to be curled up like she was; her muscles were starting to ache already.

Luz made a weird rumbling noise in response, before she got up on her legs. At least Amity was pretty sure that was what she did. She couldn’t really feel exactly what she was doing; she had to guess. But after a couple seconds, she could both hear and feel Luz stomping around.

“Where are you going?” She wasn’t sure if Luz could speak, but she still asked.

She only got a weird screech in response, as Luz picked up the pace and began running.

She tried rubbing Luz stomach again, wondering how sensitive it was. She didn’t regret punching it if it was sensitive, but she was a little curious how much Luz could feel. There was a crash that snapped her out of her thoughts. She sighed, even from the inside of Luz’s stomach she could hear something break. She pinched the bridge of her nose in disappointment.

There was another crash, before Amity could have sworn that she heard someone’s voice. Right, Luz lives with Eda and King… Amity strained her ears, before she heard them scold Luz. “And what are you doing out of your room? Did you break the door again?” It sounded like Eda.

Amity felt a bit shocked… Did she even realize Luz had her in her stomach? “Eda!” Amity called out, pushing against Luz’s stomach, trying to make it more obvious where she was. “Help me out of here!”

It was silent for a few seconds before Eda began laughing. “You ate someone?” She snorted, before continuing her laughter. “That sounds the kid who helped you defeat Grom!” She took a moment to catch her breath. “Let me guess; you went to check on Luz, even though Hooty told you not to?”

Amity’s face reddened in humiliation. That was not how she had expected this to go. “The bird tube wasn’t giving me a straight answer!” she shouted out at the grown witch. “All this strange shi-” She wasn’t sure Eda was okay with her swearing. “-ssstuff about,” she paused for a second, before mimicked his annoying screeching voice, “‘a dangerous beast roams this house, enter at your own risk!’”

“That sounds like a pretty clear message to me,” replied Eda, before she continued to mock her in a higher pitched tone. “A dangerous beast? What could that possibly mean? Let’s go inside and find out!” She began laughing again, her voice changing back to normal. “That one was on you, bird food.”

Amity heard Luz growl at Eda. She wasn’t sure why, but for some reason Luz seemed to take offence to Amity’s new nickname. I actually think I’d prefer being called ‘Mittens’ for once… But she didn’t say anything, as Luz let out a strange screech.

“What?” The annoyance in Eda’s voice was clear. “You ate her and you’re a bird; that’d make her bird food.” There was a pause, before she continued. “Unless you don’t like being called a bird? Eh, that’s fair, I guess.”

But Luz still growled, as Amity felt her press her hand against her belly.

She shoved against it. “Luz, it’s tight enough in here already!” she shouted, pushing harder against her hand. “Don’t squish me!” She couldn’t help but laugh. This is so weird… She thought a bit more about her situation and bursted into a full-on laughing fit. She was incredibly tired, but that only made everything funnier. I can’t believe Luz ate me! Despite her embarrassment from the mocking; she knew Eda was right. I was so concerned about Luz, that I got myself eaten! She couldn’t stop laughing.

Luz began purring again, letting go of her belly.

Amity still laughed, even when Eda spoke up again. “You should get back to your room, kid… Maybe let your friend out too; I think she’s going crazy.”

Luz only purred louder, letting out a strange rumbling meow. Amity was starting to feel exhausted again; getting crammed into a tiny and hot space, not being able to move did that to her. She felt like she could pass out any moment. “I’m tired…” she muttered, not sure to who. Her laughing fit was starting to die down again. She took a deep breath, relaxing into the stomach. If it wasn’t so unbearably hot and tight; it would be pretty comfortable.

She managed to turn to lie on her back. It was a little better, but not much. She thought about the fact that this was Luz’s stomach. She blinked. It was really strange to think about the fact that she could have been dead… Or that she thought she was going to die just a few minutes ago. She had been pretty sure she would have ended up as an owl pellet. She shivered from the thought. Don’t think about that… Her thoughts changed, but not from owls, Is Luz even an owl?

She decided to ask. “So, what is Luz exactly?” She had to be part cat, that was for sure. The purring and the tongue gave that away.

“Some sort of cat-bird, don’t ask me…” Eda trailed off, as a sad tone took over. “And we don’t know who did this to her, if you were going to ask…” There was another pause, before she changed the subject. “I’m not helping you out of there; you two figure that out on your own.”

Amity didn’t bother responding. She had to spend a long time in Luz’s belly. She sighed, as she tried to stretch her cramped up legs. She closed her eyes, feeling how tense she had been, when she let her shoulders relax. She hadn’t meant to, but she fell asleep.

 She woke up to Luz’s snoring, not surprised to still be in her stomach. Alright, I’m done with this… “Luz!” she yelled, giving Luz’s belly a shove with her foot. “Let me out now!”

There was a grumbling from her friend, before she began purring again.

“Alright, you’re cute, but let me out!” She only realized what she said a second later. “I mean, no, you’re not cute! You’re…” She couldn’t come up with anything. She had been just about to insult Luz, but that wasn’t okay either. “Well… maybe some people would call you cute, but I don’t think you are! At all!” This isn’t going well… “Or, well, maybe a little bit, but not that much!” You need to shut your mouth… She felt her face reddened, as she wished she was stuck in Luz’s belly. She couldn’t leave, if she wanted to.

The purring stopped as Luz spoke. “What?”

Amity was absolutely mortified. “Nothing!” she spoke louder than she meant to. “Just let me out!” Her face was reddening even faster. “Please, I need to get back home.” She hadn’t told anybody she was leaving; she was pretty sure her parents wouldn’t let her go out to check up on a human. And her siblings would definitely tease her for it.

Luz sighed, “but it’s so nice to have you in there…” Again, she felt Luz’s paw-hand press against her.

“Well, it’s not nice to be in here.” She pressed out against her hand. “I can barely move!” Knowing that Luz could reply really made her want to lash out at her, but she let her off easy. “How did you even know I wasn’t going to die in here?” After she asked it; she wasn’t completely sure she wanted the answer… It couldn’t be good.

It was quiet above her for a few seconds. “I- Well…” Luz hesitated, moving her hand away again. She sounded nervous. “Don’t worry; I knew! I just… It’s a long story… Or maybe just an awkward one? I don’t really want to tell it.”

Amity didn’t know what to think of that. “Can you let me out?” She could deal with the rest of this after she was out of there. “It’s incredibly uncomfortable to stay in here.”

“Alright… I guess I’m feeling a little fuller than I would like.” There was a horrible retching sound above her, as Luz started gagging.

She coughed her up surprisingly quickly, but that was probably do to her being an maybe-owl and cat. Those animals were almost built to throw up things they couldn’t digest. Or in this specific case, wouldn’t.

Amity tried to get some of the slime out of her hair, but she knew that it wasn’t coming out before she took a bath. Her eyes widened. “Uh, how do I explain this to my family?” She looked up at Luz, gesturing to herself. It was still strange to see Luz like that. All big and… so unlike herself. The only similar thing was her eyes. But those were still so much bigger…

Luz snapped her out of her trance; her voice was still the same too. “You know, we do have a bathroom.” She put her hands in under herself like a cat.

Amity looked at Luz for a few seconds. “I don’t have any spear clothes; I didn’t plan on being eaten today.”

“You could borrow some of mine, if you want?” She got up on her legs, stretching out her body, before walking over to where she kept her clothes. I should stretch too… She used one of her hands to grab some clothes for Amity. “Or maybe you don’t want to take a shower here?” Luz watched her with the clothes in her hand.

Amity looked up at her. “No, I don’t mind taking a bath here,” she said, trying to get some more slime out her hair, but was drying already. “I just don’t know if I have time for that.” She had no idea what the time was, but it was probably late. So she had to make a choice… Bathe and be extract late or not bathe and get home earlier but have to explain herself. “Actually, I’m going to get clean.” She got up; being a tiny bit wobbly on her legs.

She stretched out, before she took a deep breath; she had almost forgotten how good that felt.

Luz held out the clothes to her. Amity felt hesitant to take them. “uhm, I’d rather not those get ruined too…” she replied, gently pushing against Luz’s hand. “Can you leave them outside the door?”

Luz nodded, quickly licking Amity’s hair.

Amity pushed her face away. “Don’t do that.”

Luz backed away. “Sorry, I just wanted to brush your hair.”

“Okay…” Amity gave her a weird look, before walking out the door to find the bathroom.

 She quickly got cleaned up and dressed, going to Luz’s room once again.

Amity still felt a little sticky, but not enough for it to be noticeable. She nervously rubbed her neck before speaking up. “So…” she started, trying to figure out how to say what she wanted to. “Thank you for the spare clothes…” That wasn’t actually what she wanted to say, but she couldn’t really figure it out.

Luz blinked at her. “No problem!” She lied down in front of her. “Kinda owe you, after ruining your other ones…” She scratched her ear hesitantly. “And you look pretty cute in them.”

Amity froze. Did… Did she just call me cute? Her face flared up in a bright red blush. “Thank you,” she barely managed to squeak out. She immediately turned away from Luz. That thank you didn’t sound right… She pointed to the door. “I’m going to leave now…” She looked up at Luz. “I hope you figure this thing out.”

Luz gently grabbed Amity’s arm. “Wait, I want to tell you something.” Amity looked into her eyes, nervous as to what Luz was going to say. She let go of her, before speaking again. “I really like you… There’s something I feel about you that’s not how I feel about Gus or Willow… Or anyone else.”

Amity held her gaze, as her heart pounded faster. “You like me?” she watched Luz; she didn’t want to assume she meant as anything more than friends. Sure, she said more than Gus or Willow, but that could just mean she saw her as a best friend. “I really like you too.” That was true, no matter how Luz meant it. Amity felt a small pang of courage, but it disappeared as she opened her mouth. She couldn’t just say she had a crush on Luz.

They both stared at each other for a while.

Luz was the first to break the silence. “That’s good… But you know what I mean, don’t you?”

Amity swallowed. “You like me as… As more than a friend?” She hoped she didn’t make it too obvious that was what she was hoping for or that she sounded like she thought that would be a terrible thing. Amity gathered her courage again. “That’s what I mean at least…”

“That’s what I mean too.”

Amity stared at her. What exactly were they supposed to do now? She took a moment to decide, before she hugged her.

Luz hugged her back gently, as she began purring. “I wish you could stay here…” She started purring again after saying it, clutching Amity closer.

“Yeah, but I have to go.” However; she didn’t let go of Luz. There was just something about hugging her that felt great. Not the fluffy feathers, or the hug; those weren’t that great. It was the fact that she was hugging Luz back for once, and she didn’t want to let go. But she knew she had to get back. She let go of Luz. “See you later.”

Luz let go of her too, but she frowned. “I don’t know if that’s a good idea while I’m like this…”

Amity paused, trying to adapt Luz positive attitude. “Well, maybe we can fix it together?”

Luz smiled. “That’s sweet of you, but I don’t think it’s even possible…”

Amity thought about it. “You know, I didn’t think humans could learn magic, but you did it anyways. I think we can figure this out!” She wasn’t sure she believed it was possible herself, but with Luz; there was no saying what would work.

Luz perked up. “You really think that?”

Amity nodded. “Yes, but I really have to get going. Let’s meet up tomorrow!” She waved, before she walked out the door.

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That’s the end; I hope you enjoyed reading it! <3

As always; a couple notes:

Luz had eaten King before; that’s how she knew. He did almost impale her with his horn, but she got out of it alive (and so did he)

Luz didn’t like Eda mocking Amity; that was why she growled. (I think it’s obvious, but I feel like I should point it out, because I never stated it in the story)

I think that’s all I want to mention? This was originally supposed to be a short drabble, but I got inspired... Whoops...

Hope you have a nice day/night and thank you for reading! <3

The second version will take a while before it’s done, but I while get it done eventually!

[an-actual-angel]

Pairing: Connor (RK800) x Reader, Collin (RK800-60) x Reader, Richard (RK900) x Reader

Summary: The year was 2082. 44 Years after the android revolution. Things have turned south for humanity. Androids now rule the world, leaving humans to be considered as mere animals. While some Androids still have a general disdain for humanity some have taken to the idea of keeping them as “family pets.”You, born in captivity, specifically bred to be the perfect pet happen to get adopted by the RK brothers.

Chapter Description: Collin and Connor have something important to ask you.

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Chapter 24-

Your name: submit What is this?

You felt bad for having to divulge the slightly intimate conversation that with Collin to Connor but you honestly didn’t know what else to do. You thought that Connor would be a bit more equipped to help Collin with his issues. Them being closer and Connor knowing how to deal with situations like this a whole lot better than you. Hopefully, Collin wouldn’t be upset with you telling Connor.

 It was obvious that Collin had a lot of respect for Connor so you thought maybe he would be a good person for him to talk to. You guessed there was no way to really know. The next morning Connor had convinced Collin to go out on a jog with him, they left the apartment pretty early so you missed them before they left. They had been gone for a while.

You were eager to find out if Connor had made any progress with Collin but you were still incredibly nervous about the whole thing. Where they going to talk about you?

No, stop being so self-absorbed.

There were far more pressing things going on with Collin.  

You wished you knew a better way for you to help.

Being alone all day in the apartment had left you immersed in your thoughts. While you had become a little more used to being alone, you still hadn’t gotten used the intrusive thoughts that would creep into your head while there was a lack of distractions around. Thoughts that made you feel small. Like everything that was going on with the brothers was your fault.

You knew it wasn’t true but sometimes it was hard not to hear those thoughts. You needed a distraction, pronto. TV was boring as usual but it would do. You really should ask Collin or Connor how they got movies up, you never really learned how they worked their streaming service. You decided the news was as good as anything.

There was nothing super out of the ordinary on, just a lot of politician’s arguing about things you knew nothing about. Of course, the adoption centre never taught you a lick of knowledge about politics, wasn’t a human’s place. You did recognise the mayor, Markus as he began to address the issues of the feral humans that had invaded the city not too long ago. You rubbed at your palm thinking about the blast that day, thinking about how scared you were.

You thought again about how you could have run away that day but you knew you made the right decision in staying with Collin, didn’t you?

Of course, you and Collin had become so close.  Perhaps too close.   Nevertheless, you really did care for him.

As you continued to watch you saw Richard in the background of the scene, talking to another android. What was that slime doing there?

Well, he was the police Commissioner, perhaps he had a meeting or something at city hall? God, he was probably telling all the androids there about how humans had hurt his brother. Well, they did kind of, but you knew Richard would put his own spin on it.

Your attention was then drawn away from the TV as you heard the front door opening. You heard the distant chatter of Connor and Collin, you couldn’t exactly make it out but you did hear Collin mentioning he would be back in an hour or two before leaving again. Connor had barely even noticed you as he entered into the living room. He almost looked like he had seen a ghost upon spotting you, saying your name in shock.

“Hi, Connor.” You uttered quietly.

“Hey.” He smiled slightly in return.

“How’s Collin doing?”

“Yeah, he’s okay. We had a good talk. Thank you for letting me know about all of this by the way.”

“Is he mad at me for telling you?” You questioned, worried that perhaps Collin may have seen it as a breach of trust rather than you trying to help.

“Oh no, no, not at all.” Connor shook his head to dismiss your worry.

“So is everything okay?”

“Getting better. He’s going to try and talk to me more about this stuff and I’m going to try and make more time for us. I think going for jogs will be our new thing.”

Connor smiled at you more playfully this time.

“That’s good.” You finally replied¸ returning the smile.

Good, you made the right decision.

“Okay well, I got to clean up a little.” Connor exhaled out with a final smile before making himself scarce.

While he told you that things were going well there was something about Connor that just seemed, off? You couldn’t quite put your finger on it. Those intrusive thoughts began to creep up on you again. Maybe it was time to do something else.

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You ended up back in your room, laying in your bed, you had settled down reading a book that Connor had previously lent to you. It had kept you busy for a while, that was until your attention was drawn to the faint sound of bickering outside your door. As you got up to investigate it had gone silent again before a knock was heard on your door. You opened it to find Connor and Collin both awkwardly standing outside.

“Do you mind if we come in?” Connor eventually spoke up.

“No, not at all.” You opened the door wider for the two androids to enter into your small bedroom.  

“Uh, here.” Collin said as he pulled his hand out from behind his back revealing a small bouquet of red roses.

You were completely caught off guard by it. “Oh wow thank you.” You exclaimed in surprise. “Um, what’s the occasion?” you asked as you held the roses up to your face to smell them.

There had to be something right? Why the hell would Collin bring you roses?

Collin's eyes widened and he looked over to Connor for support, he had no idea what to say to you.

“It’s just a small thank you, from both of us.” Connor explained, allowing Collin to gather himself again. “You’ve been nothing but wonderful both to myself and Collin. We really appreciate it, all things considered, we're just surprised you don’t hate us.”

“Hate you? I could never." Why would they even suggest such a thing?

“It’s just cause were androids.” Collin whispered out from under his breath. He then turns to Connor and both there LED's flicker. Watching them, you could swear they were having a conversation in their heads, perhaps they were.

Collin nudged Connor’s arm as if to insist on him doing something, Connor responded back to him by shaking his head. What was going on with these boys today?

Collin looked back toward your direction and blurts out “Connor wants to ask you something.” Pushing his brother’s arm, much like a child would.

Connor's face twists into disgust at his brother as he flinches away from his touch. Looking back towards you he lets out a shaky noise from his mouth as he tries to speak.

“Well, we were both discussing our um… mutual fondness of you and um.” Connor was struggling to find the words to say, something which Collin soon grew tired off. Getting fed up with Connors pathetic attempt Collin rolls his eyes and takes his turn to speak instead.

“We both like you.” Collin lets out a frustrated grunt as he speaks “and you like us.”

Connor holds his hand out against Collin as if to tell him that’s he’s got this.

“Listen, I…” Connor speaks softly before correcting himself. “We understand that this whole situation is a little unorthodox and we don’t want to put any type of pressure on you. If you don’t want to that’s completely understandable.”

“Don’t want to what?” You ask in a hushed tone. whispering out between the roses that you had held against your face.

They couldn’t be asking…

“Date the both of us?” Connor looked away as soon as the words left his mouth, almost as if he was ashamed he asked.

“Wha- really?”

Was this a dream?

“Only if that’s something you would want.”

Polyamory had become quite normal ever since androids came into power. There was far less stigma attached to it. In ancient cultures, humans used to all be polyamorous until monogamy was introduced which was more of a business transaction than a thing of love.

“Don’t worry, we won’t rush you into a decision or anything like that. Take your time to think about it.” Connor tried to soothe any worries you could have. He really didn’t want to rush you, he wanted you to make your own decision with this.

“But if you would allow us, there is a movie showing tonight and we would like to take you out.”

“I think I’d like that.” You lowered the roses down from your blushing cheeks to reveal the smile that had formed on your face.

“Really? That’s great!” Connor's voice had become a mixture of shock and glee which only made Collin's eye roll.

“Cool it, Con.” Collin whispered cringing at his brother’s overexcitement. You, however, thought it was quite cute.

“How are you feeling about all this Collin?” You ask wanting to make sure it was all sitting right with him.

“As long as we take things relatively easy and slow, I think I can handle it.” Collin replied with a cheeky wink and a smirk.

So it was agreed. Both Collin and Connor had planned to take you to an outdoor screening of ‘The Rocky Horror Picture Show’, none of you had seen it before but Connor had heard it had somewhat of a cult following so it seemed interesting at least. The boys had packed a picnic and brought blankets and pillows for the old film that would be playing for a crowd in the local park.

Connor had laid out a picnic blanket under one of the trees far enough away from the gathering that it was private but close enough that you could still see and hear the film clearly. Connor had pillows set up for you all to be able to comfortably sit against the old oak tree which had been previously decorated with lanterns. The park sure did look gorgeous that night.

What a perfect spot for a first date.

Then the reality hit you. Holy shit. You were on a date with Connor AND Collin.

Collin must have mistaken your nervous shiver for you being cold and placed a blanket around your shoulders before poking through the picnic basket Connor had set up. He took out strawberries and some popcorn for you all to share, then eventually he pulled out a bottle of wine and some glasses.

“Uh, would you like some?” he nervously offered to you. “It’s the same one we had at the restaurant the other night. I remembered you said that you liked it.”

“Yes please.” You smiled and nodded to his cute gesture.  

Relief filled Collin’s face when you responded positively. He then proceeded to pour you a glass along with one for himself and his brother.

It could have been arguably weird that two ‘brothers’ were courting the same girl but you reminded yourself that Collin and Connor weren’t really brothers, yes they shared a face and had a type of kinship or familial bond but they weren’t related, not biologically anyway.

As the Movie began Connor relaxed back into the pillows he had set out and you followed along doing the same. You moved the blanket that was around your shoulders to sit across your lap, covering both Collin and Connor with it. Making yourself more comfortable you lay your head against Connor's shoulder. He responded by putting his arm around you.

The movie was quite enjoyable, it was wacky, campy and made you giggle throughout at some of the actors overacting. You felt a little embarrassed at a lot of the innuendos and sexual-ish content of the film, considering you were watching it with two guys you REALLY liked but Collin’s loud laughter made you feel a little bit more at ease.

Throughout the film, Collin had ended up resting his head in your lap which made your heart flutter at how damn cute he was. You began to play with his hair lightly and in response, he leaned into your touch.

Collin’s comments were perhaps more entertaining than the movie. Although the movie still was pretty great. He just kept asking every time a character showed up wearing something weird or kinky whether you thought he would look good in the outfits. You noticed Connor seeming a little embarrassed by it all but he didn’t really say much.

When the film ended Collin immediately announced, sitting up on his knees “Connor, what the fuck did you make us watch?”

Noticing how flustered Connor got as his cheeks tinged blue you snapped back at Collin to stop bullying Connor.

“Hey, I was told that this film was amazing I just went along with it.” Connor attempted to explain.

“You seemed to enjoy it regardless, Collin.” You teased, poking his chest firmly.

“Well…” he shrugged it off with a chuckle.

“Come on you two.” Connor laughed as he stood up. “It’s getting late, we ought to head back.”

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Chapter 25 -

You were joined by both of the brothers on the car ride back home. You's had come to the park in Connor's car, his being the only self-driving vehicle they had. Richard and Collin's were both cars that had required a driver. The brothers had agreed amongst themselves to take Connor's car so that they could both sit beside you in the back. Connors's shoulder had been pressed firmly against yours on the journey home. Collin, being slightly braver had reached out to take your hand in his as the three of you chatted amongst yourselves.

“We promise not to take too long to do something like this again.” Collin referenced the fact that they both admitted they had been a little weary to ask you out in the first place. Connor never could have imagined that you shared similar feelings to him, he didn’t want to scare you away, ruining your friendship. Collin on the other hand just needed some reassurance from Connor to actually do something.

Their little talk is what brought both of them to ask you out. When they confirmed they both had feelings for you Collin was able to make Connor aware of your very obvious infatuation with him, and Connor was able to give Collin the pep talk he so needed. They didn’t mind having to share you either, as long it was something you were comfortable with. The only reason Connor was so disappointed upon hearing that you and Collin may have had a one night stand was due to his lack of knowledge of Collin's true feelings, he would hate for anyone to use you like that.

Upon arriving home the boys were very courteous, holding doors open for you and being on their best behaviour. They had walked you to the outside of your room. Connor placed down the picnic basket he was carrying before giving you a small hug goodnight. Collin rolled his eyes before doing the same, he was hoping for a little more than a hug to end the date with but Connor had already set the tone.

Before grabbing onto the door handle, you planted a small kiss on both of their cheeks. “Thank you for the wonderful evening, goodnight boys.” Your parting words before entering into your bedroom.

Now alone in your room, you sank back against your closed door, hands covering your blushed face as you thought about the night you had. The boys must have still been outside your door as you heard hushed voices speaking through it to one another.

“Maybe we should have asked to stay the night?” you heard one of them speak, you guessed that one was Collin. He had a slightly smoother inflection in his voice than Connor.

“What happened to taking it slow?” The other voice spoke, Connor you guessed.

“Shut up!” The first snapped back, playfully.

You tried to contain your giggling as you called “Good night boys!” through the closed door, letting them know you could hear them quite clearly.

You then heard the both of them scurrying away.

Standing back up straight from the door you smile at the roses they had left for you earlier. You had the propped up in a vase on your vanity. Those boys really were sweethearts.

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The next morning awakening from your sleep, your eyes were immediately caught by the bags of clothing Richard had bought for you for your evening out two nights ago. You still hadn’t gotten rid of them. Time to make a statement and show that you can't be bought. Pulling yourself from your comfy bed, you grab the bags.

Richard, like Connor, was in work again that day so you decided since you could not physically hand the bags to Richard, you would just leave them outside of his door.

So that’s what you did placing the bags down at the side of his door you proudly propped yourself back up with both of your hands on your hips.

“What ya got there?” A voice cut through the hall, causing you to jump. You turned around to see it was Collin who was exiting out of his bedroom at the time.

“Richard bought me a bunch of clothes.” You explained with a sigh as Collin made his way over to you for a nosey at the contents of the bags. “I leaving them back because I don’t want him to think he can just buy me things and then we'll be friends again.”  

Collin was down on his knees, pushing around the contents of the bags. “Some nice stuff in here. You sure you don’t want it?” He asks.

“Not if it's coming from Richard.” Your arms cross involuntarily. Collin stands up beside you, his hand placed lightly on the back of your elbow.

“That’s understandable.” He speaks, slowly directing you out of the hallway. “By the way, I think Richard is something we should talk about.”

“Why?”

“You haven’t had breakfast yet.” Collin stops midway through the conversation. How did he even know that?

“Come on, we'll get you some food and then we can talk about it.”

So, sure enough, you both made your way to the kitchen. You had been hoking throughout the drawers for something to make, you opted for cereal to keep it simple.

Collin had been leaning back against one of the counters watching you move through the kitchen.

When you had your cereal poured and ready you plopped down at one of the counters with your drink of apple juice and began to eat.

“So…” You placed your spoon into the bowl. “Why did you want to talk about Richard?”

“Well…” Collin began. “It’s more about Connor.”

You dropped your spoon again, which fell with a loud clink against the bowl as you stared at Collin without a word.

“I know it's going to be awkward.” He spoke up again. “But we're going to have to figure out a way to break the news to him that you and Richard used to be a thing.”

“Are you kidding, Collin? Connor is going to be furious with him!”

“I know, I know. But we can't hide it from him either. And I know I said we'll take things slow but when it gets to it… are you really going to sleep with Connor without him knowing about, y'know?”

You looked away from Collin down to your bowl.

“I don’t like it either, believe me.” Collin sighed, moving closer to you and placing one of his hands next to yours, you both barely touching.

“You're not alone in this.” He speaks up. “we’ll figure it out, okay?”

You nod a little.

“It’s no rush. It’s just something to think about.”

“I know.” You sigh.

Collin reaches his thumb out to stroke your cheek. You look up to notice his half-smile.

“He’s not going to be mad at you.”

“I know, I just don’t want to be the cause of any drama.”

Collin thought back on the day you, him and Connor had went shopping. “Listen,  I’m  not going to be the one starting any more drama.” That’s what he said to you at the time.

“Look,” Collin speaks up again finally grabbing your hand. “I’m sorry I was such a dick in the past. That day we were at the food court together, I was stupid, I hope you know I don’t think that about you.”

A small smile breaks out from your tensed lips. “It’s okay, Collin. I know.”

He nods a little looking down at your hands in his before letting go again. Pulling himself to stand up properly, he straightens himself out. “Finish up, I promise we’ll do something fun today okay?”

“Okay.” You nod.

When breakfast was over and you had gotten dressed, Collin had decided to take you into the city for a bit. He had noticed you and Connor talk about some books yesterday so he thought it might be nice to take you to a bookstore to pick something nice for yourself.

After that the two of you had just walked around some shops for a bit, Collin picked up some bits and pieces for the house. The two of you had stopped for some iced coffees on the way back.

“So.” He asks as you both retrieve your drinks from the barista. “You never really did tell me the nature of your relationship with Richard.” He began sipping through his straw as he linked arms with you.

“Oh.” You coughed a little on your drink. “Uh, we just used to sleep with each other, that was it really.”

“That’s all it was?” His tone seemed a little pointed.

“I mean… I thought there was something more for a while there but, obviously not.” Collin noticed your frown while recounting your story.

“Did Richard do something?”

“He was just trying to control me, I'm pretty sure that’s what the whole thing was with him, why he even…” You stopped midway through speaking. “He wanted me to stop hanging out with Connor. He told Connor a bunch of bullshit about how I didn’t want to be his friend.”

“Typical.” Collin sighed. “I’m sorry he put you through that. “And I'm sorry for not stepping in and stopping it sooner.”

“It’s okay, Collin. You didn’t know. Even if you did, Richard can be intimidating.”

You noticed Collin giving you a strange smile out of the corner of your eye as you both continued to walk throughout the city.

“What?” You asked.

“You're, just not what I expected.” He shrugged. “You're nice. Maybe too nice.”

“What do you mean?” You giggled a little.

“Humans, they just… they were never very nice to me.”

You raised a brow at Collin. “Do you think that has anything to do with the whole ‘treat em’ like animals’ thing you got going on?”

“No!” He shook his head with a guilty laugh. “Sorry about that all.”

You hummed sarcastically in response.

“I mean when I first turned deviant. I was always ‘Connor’s evil twin’.” He quoted as you both walked to the Car. Getting in you sat in the front seat next to Collin who began to start up the vehicle, setting the remainder of his iced coffee in a cup holder.

“Connor got a second chance, no one blamed him for what he did before deviating.” He shrugged as he manoeuvred his jeep from its parking space, ice rattling around in the plastic cup. “I was always ‘the guy that tried to shoot Hank.’”

You remembered Collin talking about it before, about how cyberlife had sent him out to finish what Connor had started. How he was meant to replace Connor, hurt hank if he didn’t oblige. Collin had ended up getting shot.

He had no idea why Kamski brought him back or why Connor ever forgave him let alone take him under his wing. He could maybe understand Hank not being super comfortable around him but why did everyone have to treat him like some cold-hearted monster?

Probably Richard coming along - or Nines as the humans called him, didn’t exactly help his case. Richard was a cold-hearted machine, it was two years before he deviated. Even upon deviating, he was never the warmest, but he always treated Collin well. Richard and Connor were probably the only ones to show him kindness. Maybe on occasion some androids they came across as well did, but never the humans.

When you had gotten home Collin mentioned about you going to get food with him and Connor later. Of course, you agreed, giving his hand a small squeeze before you went to settle down into your new book. Collin had wanted to catch up on some work that was being emailed to him that day.

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[sl33py-g4m3r]

moved a bunch of stuff around and found some stuff~~ ranch update:

pink/rock with heart beet in main ranch, a silo, beet farm, and odd onion farm all in the main area

tabby/phosphor and boom/rad in the cave with gardens of their respective favorite food and a silo

crystal/honey with mint mango as favorite food and a silo in the forest'y part of the range

quantum in the lab with a phase lemon I found in a box~~~ and 2 silos~~

dock not open yet~~~

can ya ever have enough storage?

its about time for the wilds~~~ and watching some other people play slime rancher and explore there, I wonder if I'm good enough at the game to survive there and find the teleport back? cause apparently only 3 work and it's random.

and there are feral slimes everywhere~~ seems like a good reason to make tarr intentionally, lol

the wilds scares me~~~

gonna do hunter/mossaic with it's favorite food, mix quantum with saber when I get a plort or 2, and dervish//tangle with their favourite food when I get that far~~~

the ancient ruins are really neat~~~

and all the free range chickens I have on my main ranch is starting to screw with my frame rate, lol.

any tips for the wilds? or just jump in and try not to die and lose all my stuff?

[your-grand-adventure]

Weird Super Mario 1993 movie idea

Umm this is just me, my dumb ideas, and Super Mario pseudo-canon. 

If President Koopa(who [spoilers for a 20 years old film at the time of this post] at the end of the film is primordial slime) were to theoretically have the de-evolution ray wear off(didn’t The Mushroom King have his transformation wear off?), he’d come back wrong. Like he’d be missing a bunch of memories, everything that isn’t the basics, gone(who is he? he doesn’t remember a name). However, he would still remember Mario and the fact that before Mario hurt him, he lived a very nice life. Now he needs medicine. More medicine than everyone else. His body is a mess that only functions because he’s too stu- determined to die and the medicine. 

Body Horror stuff he has to deal with: 

he’s a big chumky feral amnimal of a man. When he left the slime, he tried to get his clothes back on(too cold, even when his body burned). They ripped to almost shreds. He would like more, and better, clothes

his teeth are big and sharp, he lost his cheeks through these. Makes speech harder than it already is(he stammers and stutters, unable to understand writing and big fancy words(he would like to learn, it’s just that he has trouble doing so), he is good with number though(he needed to be). (He loves talking)

His arms are big and meaty. His hands too, but what’s the difference? Ask him where his wrists are and the guy gets all nervous(even more than he already is). (he’s also missing his finger nails?) he needs and wants other people to scratch him and touch him and rub him. ooo he would love to be touched all softly. He’s very touch starved. (he can carry people with one arm, if his legs aren’t in the mood for tripping on nothing).

His legs are short and stumpy, at least he knows where they begin and end. He would like to be taller though.

Sometimes one of those big eyes of his stops functioning for the rest of the day. No one knows what causes his eyes to stop working, no one knows what gets them working again.

He has spiky blood red hair, he thinks it ended up that way because of some sort of street brawl or something. It didn’t.

He looks beefy, sure, but his heart beats *differently*. Get him into a fight - flight or headlights situation and he zips between the three like no one else. Sometimes to his detriment. Mainly to his detriment.

He has weird long term memory. He remembers people more by appearance or actions and in his early days, he would think his reflection in the mirror was a different person. Also, he’s got no idea why everyone’s scared of him, he’s a nice guy, -he’s not Koopa-, he’ll talk on and on. Why does everyone hate him?

He LOVES shiny stuff. If he isn’t trying to get free food, he collects the shiny coins everyone uses for money, spending on food, water, and medicine. If he finds paper money, he tends to sing a nursery rhyme to see where it goes(clothes, a hotel room, or better food, water and medicine).

For the horny folk, guy’s got an interesting package. He like women. any joy is shared and if he wants to have sex he’ll just chill outside your place wearing a disguise on the edge of falling apart. for men, he’s awfully dicey about any sort of attraction. He often shows up outside your place at 11: something to ask if he could have sex with you again  If he’s attracted.

Eventually he meet Mario, face to face. He attempts to sucker punch him, only to be caught. A warm little feeling begins to develop. No. he hates Mario. Stop. Mario needs to stop touching him. by the time he’s in tears, begging Mario to let him die, Mario’s brother(Mario... had a brother?) and the brother’s girlfriend(she’s so pretty, he wants her to touch him).

“Do you have a name?”

No. he never had a name before. No. he never had a childhood. No. he never had a home he was always safe in. No. he never had any medicine better than this.

Wario. he would call himself Wario. Yes. he would be able to be the child he never got to be. Yes. he would have a home he could be safe in. Yes he would have better medicine. 

He still didn’t like Mario. but he would have to tolerate him, for now. until then he would relax, play some games, and live out the days until his medicine batch from home ran out.

So basically, that’s me mixing RPG Bowser with Wario and adding in touchstarvedness and general Super Mario Bros. Movie energy. also body horror. If any of you make pictures, attach them to the reblog or link them.

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45. The Safety Dance

Blackhat himself can’t even recall when he had last been this furious. Or even concerned. Or ever felt this useless! It’s making him downright mad! Just now he bares his teeth at the blue failure approaching him, and the bear drops the silver plate piled high with raw organs and haphazardly cut meat onto the already groaning dinner table, and runs away to save his own hide. Blackhat snarls after the abhorred abomination before he digs both his hands, still in gloves, straight into the steaming mountain of flesh and shovels it into his maw with a feral sound, blood and slime running down his chin and neck, soiling his clothes, but he doesn’t care. For once there is nothing he can do except wait, but that’s not even the real problem. It’s this uncertainty, the circumstance of not knowing – something he probably would have gotten a kick out of in his earlier days simply for the novelty, but paired with his inability to do anything that might speed things along, it’s almost as welcome as another evil flu!

   “FWUG!” he bellows through a mouth full of warm human flesh and snaps his bloodied fingers in impatience to summon his slow science expert himself when he fails to show up immediately. Flug appears with a scared squeak and falls on his ass in the dining room. It’s already been a day since the cursed traitor abducted you and took you to the shadow agency trying to stop his organization, but they were still no closer to finding them, even with Blackhat’s own abilities to be in every place at once! He retches up the last bite still in his throat and slams his fist onto the table. “Why have you still not found her already?! I told you to exploit all our unfathomable resources you uselessss, ssspinelessss imbecccil!” Blackhat thunders, hissing around the consonants as his eldritch accents thickens in his rage.

Flug jumps to his feet, clutching the printouts he dropped to his chest as if they could shield him, shaking like a leaf.

   “P-p-please don’t yell at me, sir!” he dares to defend himself. “You know as much as I do that we’ve been trying to hunt down the Men Without Hats for years now, ever since we discovered their secret website that they used to gather intel about your organization! Why didn’t you follow the kidnapper yourself!? You said you saw the cruiser leavi-hingghh-“ the rest of his brazen accusation gets cut off by Blackhat’s powers choking Flug’s scrawny neck mercilessly, and now the Crawling Chaos rises from his high backed chair in a physical threat, bits of meat tumbling to the floor from his waistcoat.  

   “You seem to have already forgotten your place again, Flugslys! I would remind you but unfortunately I still need you to find our thief before she can divulge any information about my organization to these fools!!” He releases Flug and snatches the stack of paper from his hands, skimming the lines of text and glaring at the pictures next to it. Suddenly his monocle flashes and he smacks the papers onto the dining table, before his hand summons a dagger from the shadows that he slams up to the hilt into the photograph that caught his eye. “There. That’s our traitor. Find her and use Dementia to make her talk. I’m busy.” And with that Blackhat transforms into a hulking, slobbering monster and jumps on the table to flay the already scattered remains of his stress-eating-midnight-snack, splattering the entire room with blood.

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Attention! 

Due to the Corona-situation my schedule as well as my mental health have gotten severely fucked up, and I will have to go on a hiatus until further notice. I can’t focus on anything right now and I refuse to write half-assed with one side of my brain literally melting down with stress.

I hope you guys understand! 

Please stay safe and healthy ♥

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

47 and 57 with slime rancher au? Like, the first time reader find Anti or Shawn or any of the other boys?

Ooooo yes! I’ve been wanting to write something for Tarr!Shawn so hope you enjoy this!

47. “I know you’re scared.”57. “I’m only here to help.”…….

At this point, you were surprised that nobody had given you the title of “[Y/n], the Tarr Exterminator” by now. 

Over the course of the many months you’ve lived on the Far, Far Range, you have gone out of your way to make sure Tarr outbreaks came to a stop before their infectious goop could reach your precious Slimes.

So far those dark, monstrous creatures have been nothing but nasty and cruel, sometimes laughing as they tried to pull innocent, panicking Slimes into their mouths.

Of course, that didn’t mean you didn’t feel bad for them sometimes. After all, Tarrs were once normal Largos who accidentally ate the wrong type of plort. It wasn’t entirely their fault, as they were only trying to find the closest sources of food.

That being said, you started wondering if all of them were just feral, mindless creatures like zombies…or if they could be so much more than that.……..

One night, you were just exploring, searching for Hens and Silver Parsnips. As expected all you found were simple carrots, but you figured any food was better than no food for your Slimes.

But when you approached a cave, you were surprised when, on the outside walls, there were black splatters that looked like….an arrow?

“Hmm..I’ve never seen this before.” You examined the drawing, recognizing it to be made of tar.

Surely, it had to be some kind of trap, although you remembered you had a full water tank so you were instead curious about the arrow. You followed it into the cave, discovering another drawing of what looked like a sad Tarr and some stacked Slimes fleeing from it.

Your heart sunk. It seems your previous suspicions about Tarrs were correct.

Maybe they still had feelings-

“Shaa…”

Startled by the noise, you turned and aimed your Vacpack nozzle, eyes narrowed when you saw an old, torn, and tar-covered Stego Buddy toy roll out in front of you.

“Who’s there?” You demanded. “Come out and show yourself.”

Soon enough, a Tarr did, indeed, come out and reveal itself to you. Much to your surprise, instead of having a rainbow coloring like other Tarrs you’ve been, this one had black, sepia-brown, and white markings. “Shhaa..AH!” It jumped back when it saw the nozzle pointed at itself, as well as the water tank on your back. Then it hopped into a corner, taking the toy with it as it whimpered.

You lowered your Vacpack, realizing that it wasn’t going to hurt you. “Hey..” You whispered softly, smiling as you cautiously approached it, before kneeling down. “I know you’re scared. But it’s okay. You..aren’t gonna hurt me, right?”

The Tarr shook its head, using one of its tentacle-like appendages to gesture to the wall. You gazed back at the drawing for a second or two, before glancing back at the creature. “You don’t wanna hurt other Slimes either? You just like drawing?”

It nodded. “Shhha..”

“..alright. If you don’t hurt me or Slimes, I won’t hurt you. I’m only here to help. Must be pretty lonely here, huh?”

Your question made it whimper again. And in that moment, you found yourself making a big, risky decision.

“Do you…wanna come home with me? I might be able to find you a little cave where you can make more art.”

The Tarr’s mouth opened in surprise as it stared up at you. But a few seconds later, tears bubbled in its eyes, before it hopped closer to you. With a smile, you nervously patted its head, realizing that the material he was made from was thicker than most Slimes, but it was cool and squishy at the touch.

“I’ll take that as a “yes”,” you chuckled. “But…I oughta give you a name.”

“Shhhaaa…?”

“Hmm..Sha…Shakira? No, no that’s terrible. Shade…Shadow…hmm…nah those are too basic. What about….Shawn?”

“Shh…Shhhaw!” The Tarr smiled, bobbing up and down in excitement. You laughed gently at how happy it–he seemed now.

“Alright. That’ll be your new name from now on.” Standing up, you grabbed the Stego Buddy and stowed it away into your Vacpack. “I’ll wash off your toy when we get to my ranch, okay?”

With that, you began the trek back home as the sun started to rise, with Shawn not too far behind you.

Never did you think you would encounter a lonely, docile Tarr, but as it turns out a lot of interesting things can happen on this planet.

[tehlaen]

Unrestrained

[[tl;dr: Teh’laen, age 15, meets her lifelong friend and partner-in-crime.]]

She probably should have been more scared, Teh’laen reflected; the imaginatively-named Killers were one of the most brutal gangs in this particular region of Nar Shaddaa’s Undercity, the seediest part of a world known for lawlessness, violence and depravity.

Trouble was, it was all just too much fun. With their initial plan for a clean getaway a smoldering pile of wreckage, Teh’laen found herself elbows deep in the control panel of a speeder left unattended--quite carelessly, she thought--on one of the sector’s countless impromptu landing pads.

“Any time now, sis!” Rai’laen shouted over her shoulder as she snapped off three hastily-aimed blaster bolts at the pursuing Killers.

“Yelling doesn’t make this go any faster,” the younger of the two siblings muttered around the circuit board clamped between her teeth.

“Should I just start walking?” the older Twi’lek shot back, her voice strained but still marked by an undercurrent of exhilaration.

“You can if you want,” Teh’laen quipped, snapping the console cover back into place and grinning triumphantly. “But I think this is faster.”

The speeder roared to life and Teh’laen dropped into the pilot’s seat. Rai’laen fired blindly as she dashed from cover to their borrowed transport. Her steps faltered as she saw the wild grin on her sister’s face.

“Oh, no.”

Whatever unease she might have felt at the prospect of her sister’s flying, the Killers were a much more pressing issue. Cursing in Ryl--the language the two had grown up speaking on the Twi’lek homeworld of Ryloth--Rai tossed her bag of stolen goods into the back seat of the speeder and hopped in.

The vehicle was airborne and roaring into the flow of traffic before butt met seat.

Her fingers scrambled for the restraints, and she buckled herself in, her lips moving in a silent, frantic prayer. Rai’s lekku--the two fleshy, prehensile “braintails” protruding from the back of the skull that were the trademark of the Twi’lek species--curled around her neck and shoulders in a self-comforting gesture. The vibrant, verdant hue of her complexion paled to a sickly yellowish green as her sister stood the speeder on its wing and roared through the gap between two fully-loaded garbage scows that outweighed their vehicle by a factor of a hundred when empty.

If her little sister noticed her anxiety, she gave no sign of it: Teh’laen’s crimson skin--the result of a rare genetic mutation--flushed a rich scarlet with excitement, and her lips peeled back in a feral grin that showed off her sharply-pointed teeth. Despite the wind whipping over the top of the windscreen of the open-topped speeder, her amethyst eyes were opened wide, darting rapidly to take in every detail of their course and environs.

“I wish you wouldn’t enjoy this so much!” Rai’laen shouted over the noise of the wind and the indignant honking of the other craft that theirs leapfrogged, cut off, or simply forced to swerve out of their way to avoid a collision.

Teh’laen spared a glance for her sister, her predatory grin softening to a warm smile. “Enjoying it this much is what makes me so good at it! If you’d rather I be glum and mediocre, I can always pull over and let our friends catch up!”

The elder Va’shuvrk sister sighed wearily, not bothering to respond. Instead, she twisted in her seat, craning her neck to spot their pursuers. After a few minutes--a few minutes during which she likely was glad for the distraction so that she wasn’t forced to see how close they came to a fiery end--she turned back to her sister. “I think we lost them.”

“Probably.”

When Teh made no move to throttle down from their current breakneck speed, Rai sighed. “That means you can slow down.”

Her only answer was a mischievous grin.

To say that the rest of the flight was “uneventful” would be grossly inaccurate, but they saw no further sign of the gang members whose clubhouse they’d just burgled. As they neared the sector where they were currently resting their heads, Rai’laen turned to her sister. “Let me off on that pad and ditch the speeder, and I’ll meet you at home.”

Teh nodded, taking one hand off the controls to take her sister and accomplice’s hand. Their fingers intertwined and they each squeezed tightly, an identical smile on each Twi’lek’s face. They each extended one lekku and hooked them together as Teh nodded. “Right. Love you, Rai. Be careful.”

Rai’laen grinned wryly and popped the release on her safety harness. “I’d tell you to be careful, but you never listen to me anyway.” She nimbly hopped out, slinging the bulging rucksack with their spoils over one shoulder.

The speeder was off the deck as soon as she was out, but Teh’laen circled overhead until her sister disappeared from sight. Banking tightly, she angled out and away, looking for a discrete spot to set the repulsorcraft down. She found one, a few levels up and a couple kilometers distant.

With practiced ease, she eliminated any evidence of her and her sister. An idea occurred to her, and she grinned, popping the control console back off. She dug her datapad out of the pocket on her thigh and ran a cable from one of its many aftermarket mods to the vehicle’s onboard computer. Erasing its last flight-path was child’s play; implanting a plethora of fake records was only marginally more difficult. Just for good measure, she programmed the auto-nav to fly it over half the hemisphere before returning to the pad where they’d first found it.

Feeling more than a little smug, Teh’laen glanced around, looking for landmarks to help her get her bearings. She’d ended up about a thirty minute walk from home--if she went straight there. Having just ripped off a gang of professional sadists, however, warranted a bit more caution when making her way to the tenement where her sister was likely already waiting for her.

The resulting meandering route was how she ended up sneaking through back-alleys in a neighborhood she’d never visited before. She was, in truth, quite lost, and she fought down a growing panic as she realized she had no idea where she was or how to get home. That preoccupation distracted her enough that she didn’t bother to check before she rounded the corner into a small corridor running behind a cantina that was disreputable looking even by the standards of the Smuggler’s Moon.

Teh came a few centimeters from breaking her nose against the shoulderblades of a wildly gesticulating Nikto. Heart pounding, the teenager wheeled back around the corner and listened to the man berate a battered-looking astromech droid. After waiting a few seconds to make sure she hadn’t been spotted, she peeked her head around the corner.

“Worthless scrap heap! I never shoulda taken you as collateral for that spice-junkie’s tab. What in the name of the Void’s wrong with you?”

The droid bleated in response, its vocabulary limited to whistles, beeps, boops and blats. The bar owner threw up his arms in frustration. “Whazzat supposed to mean?! I don’t know what you’re saying!”

Teh'laen had never really given it much thought, but if asked, she most likely would have said that droids couldn't "sigh". And yet she had the unshakeable feeling that that was exactly what the little astromech's response was. One of the compartments on the droid’s barrel-like chassis snapped open, and a manipulator arm unfolded itself. The mechanical “fingers” pointed at the aged restraining bolt affixed to the droid’s cylindrical head, and a high-pitched keen issued from the droid. The pitch fell rapidly, and when it reached its nadir, the sound collapsed into discordant static. The fingers of the droid’s appendage snapped apart, and Teh’laen slapped her hands over her mouth to stifle a giggle at the pantomimed explosion.

It took several more repetitions--point/whistle/static/boom--for the slow-witted proprietor to reach the same realization. “Your restraining bolt’s malfunctioning?”

The answering ding-ding-ding from the droid was, Teh had to admit, an eerily accurate imitation of a Club Vertica slotmachine jackpot.

“Shoulda taken you apart and sold you for spares,” the man grumbled testily as he knelt by the droid and pulled a multitool from his filthy apron. “You’re no good for serving, can’t even keep the damned machines running! Coulda recouped my losses from that slime-sucker’s tab and saved myself a headache in the bargain.

The droid may have bitten its tongue, figuratively speaking, but behind the man’s back,  Teh’laen was seething. She was barely half a second from stepping out to give the Nikto what-for when the restraining bolt popped off. The barkeep fumbled in an apron pocket for a replacement, and in the second and a half his eyes left the droid, another of the various hatches sprang open.

“Wha--”

A blue-white arc connected the Nikto and the droid’s electroprobe for a split-second, and he sprawled backward in a twitching heap.

The astromech bleated triumphantly--and perhaps a little mockingly--as it lurched into motion, cutting around the dazed barkeep. Eyes wide, Teh’laen stepped half out from hiding, beckoning frantically for the escapee to follow.

The little droid’s wheels spun and slipped on the garbage coating the floor of the alley, slowing it just long enough for the enraged NIkto to struggle to his feet, spitting and cursing in half a dozen languages. Moving surprisingly fast for his bulk, he stepped into the astromech’s path and gripped its head in both hands. With a wrenching twist, he threw the fugitive droid against the wall, where it toppled helplessly onto its side and lowed like a wounded ronto.

The Nikto’s features twisted in wicked glee as he pulled a tiny holdout blaster. At that range, even an underpowered weapon like that would destroy the droid, and all knew it.

“Looks like I'll be selling you for scrap anyway,” he crowed, aiming squarely at the droid’s central core. “Most of you, anyw--”

In essence, Teh’laen’s stunstick was really just a scaled up version of the electroprobe the droid had employed in its unsuccessful escape attempt. It did, however, dump quite a bit more energy into her target’s body, and she had aimed quite precisely for his spine. The Nikto was unconscious before he hit the ground, and the Twi’lek leapt nimbly over his prostrate form and rushed to the droid.

She grunted and strained to right the droid. “We gotta go, little guy! I dunno how long til he comes around and I don’t plan on waiting around to time it.”

The answering tone was distinctly skeptical. Teh took a step back and rolled her eyes as she shifted from foot to foot. “Look, I’m not trying to… droid-nap you or whatever. I just saved your life. If you wanna stick around to get vaped, cool, nice knowing you. I’ve got places to be, though, by which I mean really anywhere that’s not here.”

She turned for the end of the alley, then paused as an idea occurred to her. “You’re an astromech, right? You do navigation?”

At the droid’s reluctant affirmative, she smiled. “I wanna get home, and you wanna get away. How about we help each other?”

Teh’laen crouched, her lips split in a grin, and she held out one hand to the droid. After a moment’s hesitation, the fingers of the manipulator arm gently grasped hers. The two sealed their agreement with a single-pump handshake, then the Twi’lek sprang to her feet looking pleased.

“Good then!” She gave the droid the location of the tenements, and the two set off in the direction it indicated. Their progress was slow, limited both by Teh’laen’s attempts at stealth and the astromech’s aging drive motor.

During a brief respite, Teh turned to the droid. “There was absolutely nothing wrong with your restraining bolt, was there?”

The whistles and beeps came too fast for her to follow, but she caught what she thought was the gist of it. She snickered. “Yeah, didn’t think so. You are one sneaky little womp-weasel, aren’t you?” Her hand settled affectionately on the droid’s head. “You know, I’d really like to call you something other than ‘droid’ or ‘hey you’ or ‘womp-weasel.’ You got a name?”

The indignant bleat accompanied a swift half-spin of the head. Teh’laen’s gloved fingers were abruptly resting on a rusting, almost illegible plaque. With the perpetual gloom of the Undercity making it impossible to read, the Twi’lek tugged her gloe off and ran her fingers over the etched alphanumeric sequence.

“Ess-Six Vee-Eight? That’s a designation, not a name. How about Essix?”

She had to guess at what the bleated reply meant, but she shrugged anyway. “Sure, it’s not much different, but it’s yours. That’s what makes it different.”

Essix’s low, soft whistle was the last sound he made for the last leg of their trip home.

Rai’laen’s relief was palpable, and would have been even if she hadn’t made it perfectly, tactilely clear by hurling herself at her younger sister and wrapping her in an almost uncomfortably tight hug. Teh’laen smiled and hugged her back, pressing her forehead to her sister’s. “It’s okay, Rai! I’m okay. Really. I’m sorry for being late, I just got, um. Well. I guess you could say I got lost.”

“I expected you an hour ago, Teh.” The green-skinned Twi’lek scrubbed tears from her eyes. “I tried your comlink, but you still had it switched off.”

Teh shrugged and waited for Essix to trundle inside behind her, then closed the door to the tiny apartment the two currently shared. “Yeah, well, I was busy making sure no one could find me. It worked so well I couldn’t even find myself, so… Well done, I guess?”

Her older sister glowered at her. “Not funny, Teh. I was worried sick, and all so you could, what? Bring home a stray droid?”

Teh’laen drew herself up to her full height; even at six years younger than Rai, she still had a couple of centimeters’ advantage. “He’s not a stray, Rai. And he helped me get home, so the least you can do is say ‘thank you’.”

Rai muttered under her breath as she turned back to the tiny food-prep unit, “I’m not thanking your pet.”

Teh’laen set her jaw and folded her arms across her chest. “He’s not my pet. He’s my partner.”

The other Twi’lek’s incredulous “What?!” overlapped with the droid’s questioning whistle. Teh’laen shrugged and turned to face Essix. “If he wants to be, I mean. What do you say, Essix?”

The astromech’s head swiveled, his optical receptor focusing first on Teh’laen, then her sister, back to Teh, then the door. After a moment’s pause, he gave a quiet--yet somehow definitive--beep in the affirmative.

Teh’laen grinned triumphantly, planting her fists on her hips. “Well, since that’s settled, c’mon. Essix, this is Rai’laen, my sister; Rai, this is Essix.”

Her sister’s eyes narrowed and she drew in a deep breath, clearly on the verge of a protest. Emotions warred on her face, then she capitulated and gave both a small smile. “Nice to meet you, Essix. Welcome to the family.” She peered at the astromech, then turned to regard Teh’laen. “You can’t just walk around with a stolen droid, Teh. You need to disguise him, make sure he won’t be recognized.”

The gleam in the red-skinned Twi’lek’s amethyst eyes and the corresponding toothy grin were the same expression she wore during their escape from the Killers. “I’ve got just the thing. Wait here.”

The teenager ran into the tiny dwelling’s only other room, and both sister and partner cringed at the clanging and crashing sounds. Teh’laen emerged a minute later, carrying the shell of a deactivated, partially deconstructed probe droid. “What do you say, Essix? Ever wanted to fly?”

[sl33py-g4m3r]

Should have updated last post about it cause I was up playing slime rancher until 3 am~~~ the gameplay loop is just so good~~ or bad in that time just escapes me when I play it cause there's always ranching to do~~~

finally got a silo with 3 things on it, the hover upgrade, bigger walls for the corral, and I had replaced my pink rock slimes with rock tabby slimes instead~~ cause tabby plort prices were going up and I was sort of free ranging the pink ones anyway~~~ along with carrots and regular fruit.

and I can now hold 40 of 4 things~~~

I probably should've bought a ranch expansion instead of a silo so I could put a corral in the cave to have phosphor slimes and a cube berry farm....

I wasn't thinking~~~

I actually should try to get outside the dry dry reef but I wanted to get my bearings on the controls first~~

slow and steady~~

then I think to find a slime key and to deal with the feral ones to reach a new area~~~ where should I go? or does it matter? I got time to figure that out as I accumulate plorts to crash the market, lol.

so I can buy more tank space, and maybe more corrals and storage space to store plorts~~~ and a farm...

but where should I dump money currently? farm upgrades for more slimes would be helpful~~ I guess 7Zee can come later~~~

and I found a skin for the rock slimes~~~~ but changed it back to blue~~~

finding hidden stuff is going to be fun~~~~

thanks for the treasure hunt 7Zee~~~

how do I get the green ones?