#fluffpile

[ash00112]

Fluffpile today, with a bunch of friends, Eevee, Purrloin, Dusk Lycanroc, Shinx, Meowth, Midnight Lycanroc. Took a long time to sketch, but was worth.

Last year is a Furret, they look sliiightly in need of sleep, but overall I like how the lines are thick on the outside, it makes them look better.

[emmrakul]

fluffpilled snugglemaxxer

[eternalstretchofmuses]

"I'm a fluffpilled mofucel"

[smithanonsworld]

Also Tara, have you seen smith by any chance? I haven't seen him anywhere and he left his metal jaw on the nightstand

*quartz slowly pokes her head out the fluffpile, making sure she is undetectable*

( @void-plague )

*raboo is sitting inside a bag of chips, discretely eating*

Raboo-!?

*I go and swing the cupboards open*

AGAIN WITH MY SEA SALT CHIPS-!?

[direwolfrules]

Who needs a fluffpile, we have a snuggle square

[bermudianabroad]

Since the last fluffy bird was such a big hit, here’s another.

Still from Bermuda, but this is a Cahow chick who was in the newspaper to celebrate the increase in breeding pairs!

Here’s a little historical background should you want to know more.

[gryphonart]

I forgot that the latter half of October was Werehog Appreciation Week, so here, have a were-slumber party, while I watch the Falcons get stomped by the Patriots again (auuugh).

[sweetdreamsbuck]

MICKY SHUT UP SHUT UP I AM GOING TO TAKE YOUR LAPTOP AWAY FROM YOU SHUT UP WHY DID YOU THINK ANY OF THIS LET ALONE PLAGUE ME WITH THE SOFTEST MOST CORRECT FLUFFPILE EVER ????

the way that this is so fucking in character🥺 the little sick puppy absolutely would jump at the first sight of snow and would do it all ending up with a horrific cough and guilty look in his meerkat eyes!! i'm so upset with you this is so dreamlike and soft and so eddie!! i'm !!! going to throw up on you! "I love when you say shit like that" SHUT UP ACTUALLY he just is so comfortable and so smitten and so at ease I actually want to swallow sand

eddie deserves all of the protective cuddles and kisses and taking care of him while he's sick is actually so fucking evil of you to ever make me envision with your captivating little words i'm going to have to read this every day now aren't I

A Hazy Shade Of Winter

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

Summary: It’s the first notable snowfall of the year in Hawkins and there is absolutely nothing that will stop Eddie from making the most of it.

Word Count: 2.9k+

Warnings: Mentions of sickness.

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[chemiosmotic]

i'm going insane from witnessing clone wars yaoi

[krizs-main]

I say I'm gonna draw regular red guy like an octopus and then i never do honestly I'm just kinda sad abt it

[silvery-bluish]

From the top! Under a readmore because I know this is gonna get disastrously long

Murder is Wrong

An attempt at prosing out a Joke I’ve made Several Times to various people abt what’s gonna end up happening in B3/B4 if Arsinoe’s Guys get on board with the villainy. IE:

Ortega: have you considered killing this guy?

Ars: yeah but it wouldn’t be the most effective way to get things done :|

Danny, in the background: have you considered that MURDER is WRONG???

And as so often the case. It got more serious than that and is just hanging out half-finished in my document.

“You should’ve killed Deveraux,” Ricardo says, and you can’t help but laugh, a little. His voice is carefully controlled, angry— he’s tracing the lines of string that connect people who are involved with the Farm in some way, the string a dull grey wrapped around pins. Who’s complicit. Who you don’t know is complicit, but suspect might be.

“I thought about it,” you admit, tilting your head a little and pushing an errant curl of hair from your eyes. “Decided against it. Setting it up so his dirty laundry would spill to people who’d spread it in the right direction ruined his life and his platform handily enough, and I put him through a wall, which sends enough of a message.” Dispassionate, flat. You can feel the spark of— concern? Disappointment? From Daniel, but you keep talking anyway.

“Killing’s a blunt tool, and villains who are seen as killers get more…” pause for a moment, you aren’t finding the right word. More-more, more violent? More aggressive? More immediate? “More… vehement of a response, than someone who just puts people in the hospital at worst. It makes the perceived stakes different.”

Ricardo’s nodding, like that makes sense, but you can feel that spark of disappointment in Daniel’s mind blow into something more— confused, and then incredulous. “Also murder is wrong?!” he says, almost a shout, butterflies starting to give way to stormy clouds. “Killing people is bad?!”

Far Future Don’t Even Worry About It

I think you’ve seen parts of this one before, it’s my Sleepy Domestic Morning post-canon self-indulgent fluffpile that I occasionally chip away at. But here’s a snippet of it anyway because I’m always pushing the Ortega Eyemask Agenda.

You wake up to a heavy weight against your side, familiar static against your mind. Ricardo, resting half of his weight on you, like a very heavy warm weighted blanket that’s also your partner, trapping you in bed. Or, well, you could roll free, but. He’s got his face tucked into your shoulder, the satin of his eye mask against your neck, his arm thrown over your torso. No Danny, not even when you pry your eyes open to check the space above the bed.

Grasp outward, slow languid spilling of a search pattern. Oh, he’s in the kitchen. Humming, off-tune and endearing, lyrics spinning in his head. Cooking. Ridiculous morning person he is. You brush the edge of his mind, carding mental fingers in amongst the butterflies, to let him know you’re awake, and you can feel him smile at that, sweet and pleased by the simple intimacy of it.

Card your physical fingers through Ricardo’s hair, too, gentle motion that prompts a faint muzzy sound. His mods make him denser than he should be, given his size and build. It’s more noticeable when he’s literally laying on top of you. “You’re heavy,” you half-complain, and he laughs, still partially asleep and muffled. His mustache tickles against your neck, and you shove at him ineffectually. “Off, I want coffee.”

It’s a fic I work on Very Slowly because I find future speculation abt where people are going to end up in the FH universe uh. Difficult.

Mind Meld

I am Eternally a sucker for mindscape stuff. This one is more or less Danny getting yanked into Arsinoe’s mindscape and having to find them within it to pull them back out again. Brain Ghost Anathema is there. I feel like I need to know HOW they got into this situation for it to actually make sense of this piece and I have. Not done that. Also Tumblr is throwing a whole fit abt me copy and pasting this snippet so screen cap of my document it is. Sorry if this is weirdly sized, I’m on mobile.

WIP Title Ask Game

I’ve been tagged by @cigarettesandinevitablebetrayal ! Now I have to figure what counts as an individual WIP because I am a Put A Bunch Of WIPs In One Doc disaster. I’m gonna tag uuuh @dogueteeth and @rangerdoubt if you’re interested, I have NO IDEA who else dodged getting tagged so. Anybody else too! Which is nowhere near the number of WIPs i have right now but y'know!! Don't worry about it!!

Rules: reveal the titles of the documents in your WIP folder and tag as many people as there are documents. Let others ask questions about the ones that interest them and post snippets or explain the contents as you see fit!

I’m shit at naming things and I have TOO MANY backburnered WIPs, so a loose assortment from my Fallen Hero folder only. Most of them are not formally named yet because that is almost always the Very Last thing I do with a piece. Whoops. We may also expose my bad habit of writing like 3 paragraphs of something and then promptly wandering off for months at a time.

Fantasy AU

Early Meeting

Farm Mission

look at you to see myself

Reunions

And then we have what's in More Canon Adjacent FH Stuff, which is in fact what I call my all-purpose one shots document. WIP segments of IT include:

Baby Ars Time

Catastrofiend Fightin Hours

Walking to Therapy

Mind Meld

Far Future Don’t Even Worry About It

“Have you considered MURDER is WRONG??”

Nail polish idk

[plztumb1rhelpmegetoveranxiety]

Kitty au Tommy gets to shapeshift into anything he wants.

He mostly chooses cat though. Just so he can vibe with Dream.

Sometimes he's a bee, sometimes he's a wither. Just depends on his mood.

Kitty doesn't mind though. He knows Tommy, no matter what form he takes :)

AWWWWWWWWWWW

[elias-rights]

It's so utterly bizarre when J*nmartins try to make it this enemies-to-lovers, hand-in-unlovable-hand problemship, perhaps even more so than the fluffpilled interpretations (because fluffpilled is how the narrative wants us to see them), because they're... not that. They're unhealthy for sure, but the way in which they're incompatible and hurt each other (truth be told, it's mostly Martin hurting Jon, lmao) is far more "the guy you dated to not be alone who kept negging you all the time and didn't understand your jokes" than the whole Bloody Chamber horrorlove intimacy-of-stabbing dynamic they want to invent. That's just offbrand Jonelias.

[ratblazer]

I caught all of my rats snuggling in the same bed for the first time 😭 You can't even see them all but I promise there are 5 fluffs in this fluffpile

[imsociallyanxiousgetoverit]

omg I’m Sadera Graye jdusjdjfjdj

Pines Extended Family Roadtrip Shenanigans

So @garrulousgibberish wanted Pines Family roadtrip shenanigans, so here you are Ran! Also, I was blabbering with the lovely @impishnature about all of this as well XD

Despite what anybody else says, WENDY is actually the navigator and is solely responsible for them getting anywhere in any reasonable amount of time without any ‘wrong turns’ or 'we’re just going to see where this thing is i’m sure i can find its’ - she puts up with no one’s bullshit but will, for the sake of fun, let them go off on adventures that are off the mapped-out route. She’s just the one that makes sure that they know how to get BACK on track. 

Mabel is queen of the snacks. She has a literal suitcase full of homemade trail mix (complete with brightly colored N&Ns, dried cranberries, and the obligatory glitter), gummi-based snacks, truck-stop candy packages, chocolate, (for some reason prunes????), and of COURSE several gallons of Mabel juice. She also is a QUEEN at roadtrip games and keeps everyone entertained with them. 

Dipper is the one in charge of the radio and personally put together a FOUR DAY MIXTAPE so that they would never be without music. To everyone’s surprise, it contains a mix of everyone’s favorite songs (they were honestly expecting four days of Icelandic Pop music; this was a great relief). There’s sea shanties and sad space songs and the whole soundtrack of Secondary School Singing Theater (which gets squeals of delight from Candy, Grenda, Pacifica, and Mabel) along with some indie music, classic rock and roll, and one song that everyone liked but no one could actually remember how it went once it was over (the tape it was on may or may not have disappeared that night; the song had come on when they were driving through a particularly treacherous mountain pass and none of them could particularly remember actually GETTING OUT OF IT but when the song ended they were safely pulling into an RV camping ground at the base of the pass, so none of them were really complaining. Although it was rather strange that they couldn’t seem to find the camping ground on the map when they retraced their route later for everyone back home.)

Soos is the one who keeps everybody’s spirits up with his undying enthusiasm for the next thing on their list of 'Things To See’. He’s also the one who keeps an eye out for Pancake Houses and the signs for cool little cafes and drive-ins to try out. Somehow he ends up finding ALL SIX liminal space restaurants along that particular stretch of highway. Everybody except Ford is a little freaked out by the realization, but after the first few liminal space restaurants end up being really cool and safe and the staff are nice, everyone relaxes. The employees at these places don’t seem to mind how obnoxious and frankly ridiculous the Pines Extended family is and they end up being greeted warmly at all the rest of the liminal space stops (all of the liminal spaces for travellers are actually connected, and the employees of each of them call ahead and let each other know who the nice travellers are and who to avoid). Soos gets left at the last liminal space restaurant but thanks to a few kind employees, he’s able to make it to a liminal space rest stop ahead of the RV and is waiting for the rest of the family there to pick him up. They do. No one questions it. This is Soos.

Ford and Stan mostly take turns driving, except when Soos and Wendy decided that BOTH of them have reached the Grumpy Old Man Driving quota and are banned from driving for the rest of the day and night. (Wendy has her license by this point and, contrary to popular belief, is actually a very good driver.). Ford is fascinated by every anomaly they encounter but he lets several research opportunities go in favor of perfectly normal roadtrip shenanigans. His family is stranger and more fascinating and endearing than any anomaly he can come across.

Ford also introduces (or re-introduces) everyone to filk, singing a lot himself. Wendy accompanies him on guitar, Pacifica (surprisingly) on harmonica (she and Stan have a bit of a bonding moment over it) and Fiddleford on banjo. Once everyone realizes what filk actually IS, they proceed to spend the rest of the roadtrip off-and-on writing their own roadtrip songs. Since they have no recording equipment other than cell phones, Fiddleford takes it upon himself to invent a recording device that captures video as well and also happens to double as a burglar-safe for the RV. 

Fiddleford knows a scary amount of anime opening theme songs, which he can sing - COMPLETELY IN JAPANESE, WITH A PERFECT ACCENT. No on is actually surprised by this. He also has learned Korean after Candy introduced him to Korean dramas and Manwha, which he now watches with her regularly and they converse about in Korean. (Candy also assisted him in building the recording-device/burglar defense, as she has become his assistant and is learning the finer points of robotics and revenge plotting from him). 

Pacifica is the one who makes sure people actually BATHE and change their clothes at the campsites each night, because no way in Weirdmaggedon is she riding in an RV full of smelly, poorly dressed people, no THANK YOU. Especially YOU, DIPPER PINES. She also is the one who ends up covering any unexpected expenses on the trip (her family isn’t POOR after Weirdmaggedon; they’re still rich, just significantly less so. Also, she’s started her own highly successful business, so she’s decent off herself). 

Candy is the medic on the trip. Which isn’t too much of surprise, really, given that she’s pretty much the only one other than Ford and Wendy who can maintain a cool head in the face of a cut in need of stitches or a Bee-Bear sting. And it’s usually Ford or Wendy she’s having to take care of, so it makes sense. Candy is also the one on the one on the roadtrip who has read all of the travel pamplets and acts as the impromptu tour guide for every place they visit (she also assists Wendy in navigation at times; Candy is usually Wendy’s co-pilot, while Soos makes sure both of the Stans take a break and/or sleep). 

Grenda is the one on the road trip who makes sure everyone’s phones are charged and who spends a decent amount of time on the phone herself (mostly with Marius, but occasionally with some of the other folks at home to let them know that yes, they are actually all still alive and doing well). When one of the tires goes out on the RV, Grenda lifts THE ENTIRE RV UP so that Stan and Soos can change the tire. Everyone is impressed, and slightly alarmed. Mabel and Candy high-five each other and scream GIRL POWER! At the top of their lungs. The sight of a teenager lifting up an RV single-handedly causes several  drivers to lose control of their cars and crash. The Pines extended family notices none of this and goes on their way.

That’s about all from me! I hope you enjoyed this XD

-Nana Graye

[snailgore]

no one understands what it’s like to be an angstpilled bitch in a fluffpilled world