#fuzztacular

[na-bird-of-the-day]

Trick or treat!

Here you go, a barred antshrike!

[petrichorium]

I'm not arguing with your post about the bllk boys being more feral than the hq boys, but what about an au where the hq boys were in a similar scenario to the bllk boys? If the volleyball boys were invited to a camp where the ones selected would be guaranteed a spot on a pro team and the others would never get to play again, do you think they'd get as feral as the bllk boys with those higher stakes?

I mean. The vast majority of hq players don’t even want to go pro so they literally wouldn’t join. And many of the chars who would join—like Kageyama or Oikawa or Atsumu—wouldn’t be invited bc every single member of bllk is a striker, which would be analogous to the hq ace. And the point of the initial elimination round is that the bllk boys r feral from the start. Pls remember that bachira’s introduction is him literally trying to kick someone in the head.

[nowoyas]

https://www.cnn.com/2023/04/24/media/tucker-carlson-fox-news/index.html

Fox news fired his ass

[kbstories]

Just read the conclusion to your Dynamy thread on Twitter and I'm screaming crying throwing up! It's so dang perfect! You nailed the characterizations, the sheer amount of emotion you packed in there has fried my heart with all the melting and shattering over and over again! Fantastic ending! I'm sure I'll re-read it a billion more times once it's updated on ao3! That reminds me, I need to go make sure I've book marked it! You've done such a phenomenal job! 💖

!!! Thank you so much, that makes me so happy 🥺💗💗

I really love the genre of "Bakugou can’t hide how he really feels" because it allows me to explore the gap between his cocky public persona and the fragile heart underneath. I’ve been meaning to write (another, haha) fic about it and then I saw Dynamy and here we are ✨

[dira333]

Tag Game - What's your type?

I like redheads

but jokes on you, I like all the other colors too... (Kudos to whoever can name my four picks of the day)

Tagging: @alienaiver @shoulmate @6okuto @revasserium @satorisoup @misfit-megumi @reverie-starlight @writingsofanomnivore @fuzztacular @arisaturn and whoever wants to join

[666writingcafe]

Diavolo at some point: Listen, I don't condone lying, but if you're going to do it, at least make it believable. Barbatos: *shakes his head* MC: *trying hard not to laugh*

Taglist: @lost-in-time-wanderer, @fuzztacular, @dianedancer18, @sweetbrier2908, @flare-love, @completelyshatteredbrokenmschf, @thunderlightning351, @l3v1chan, @anxious-chick, @5mary5, @expressionless-fr, @tenkobitch

[echolonely]

Peppered moth - Mothtober #31

This moth specie actually started white, splattered with black spots. But in the 1800s in UK, during the industrialisation era, trees started getting covered in soot. The moths with more black spots were able to camouflage better and generation by generation, a fully black morph of this specie was born. It's called: industrial melanism. Since then as the environmental norms have improved, the white morphs population increased. It lives in many different places: China, Russia, Mongolia, Japan, North Korea, South Korea, Nepal, Kazakhstan, Kyrgyzstan, Turkmenistan, Georgia, Azerbaijan, Armenia, Europe and North America, between late May and August.

About the drawing

With this superb moth, Mothtober ends! I chose to to the black morph to challenge myself working with only black and greys, and also because it's Halloween/Samhain.

This was an epic moth, I'll do a proper recap soon but I wanted to say

Congrats to all of you who participated!

Especially @fuzztacular, I think you did all of them? And we can clearly see a big progress in your drawings 👏 Thank you for keeping me company :)

[vampeachi]

@fuzztacular requested a napping shinsou so I gave him a lil denki with a blanket to keep him warm <3

[dira333]

don't mind if I play along...

very safe unless a Kaiju finds us

don't get me wrong, Haruichi is a great guy and I'm sure he turns out to be an amazing officer, but when this picture was taken he just made officer, so he got about 2% of his suit, I think? But unless a Kaiju finds us and he has to protect me, I'm going to be absolutely safe with him.... unless he thinks he needs to challenge me or something.

tagging: @reverie-starlight @revasserium @alienaiver @emmyrosee

@fuzztacular @screamin-abt-haikyuu @lemurzsquad @shoulmate @misfit-megumi

the og post was way too long so I'm making a new one

thanks for the tag @lombolica !! :D

You're stuck in a room with the last character in your gallery how safe are you

very safe

the worst thing that could happen is him being clumsy, so I think I'm alright (unless monsters find him I guess)

tagging (no pressure): @flaretheidiot @lemonic-whimssyy @wibbly-wobbly-blog @cryptidanathema @virtualunease @aurlworthfightingfor @angrysheep @sugarplumanderson @time-travelling-chaos @fateisnotafactor @monstrousmaws @sinfulauthor @idkaguyorsomething @vampireopossum and anyone who wants to do this!

[nowoyas]

Trick or treat! Also happy Halloween! 🎃👻🦇

WAAAA HAPPY HALLOWEEN

THE WHEEL OF EVIL GIVES YOU: A TREAT!

Trick or treat to get an unposted snippet!

[dira333]

First and last Fandom Crush

How about a little game?

Okay, in my defense, I was about six years old when I had a crush on Jar Jar Binks (left) but I do think my taste has changed since then, at least a little 😂 as you can see by Haruichi Izumo on the right.

tagging: @alienaiver @screamin-abt-haikyuu @satorisoup

@emmyrosee @revasserium @shoulmate @reverie-starlight

@lemurzsquad @fuzztacular @missalienqueen @marti-mp4

and anyone else who wants to do this too... if you don't remember your very first crush, pick the one you remember

[666writingcafe]

Awkward...

A Group Text Conversation Between Barbatos, Solomon, Thirteen, and MC

Barbatos: *several glaring crow stickers*

Thirteen: Dude, what the hell is wrong with you?

Barbatos: *several more glaring crow stickers*

Solomon: I think it has to do with MC's little "vacation" with Diavolo.

Thirteen: When did THIS happen?

MC: We just got back from it. Diavolo needed some time away after the Kingsblood Crucible and invited me to go with him.

Barbatos: *string of rolling eye emojis*

Thirteen: OH!

Thirteen: Are you JEALOUS, Barbs?

Barbatos: Don't call me Barbs.

Barbatos: And I'm not jealous of them taking a break. The prince is still young and doesn't feel as tied to the castle as I do.

Solomon: Except it's not the fact that they took a break, but rather WHAT they did during it that has you upset.

Barbatos: *more glaring crow stickers*

MC: Look, it was bound to happen eventually. We'd exhausted pretty much all other topics of conversation.

Barbatos: That's not helping, MC.

Thirteen: Wait.

Thirteen: Did you and Diavolo fuck??

MC: *blushing emoji*

Thirteen: WOW. You go, MC!

Barbatos: *yet another glaring crow sticker*

Thirteen: Oh, calm down, Barbs. If ANYONE has a right to be upset about this, it's Solomon. MC's not even FROM this timeline.

Solomon: I mean, I got together with Asmo while they were gone, so I really don't have much room to judge.

MC: So THAT's why you smelt like a bottle of perfume got dumped all over you. Asmo's quite flowery.

Barbatos: Listen, I don't know how I've might have reacted in their time. Perhaps I'd be a lot calmer. Maybe have more control over my emotions.

Barbatos: I apologize, MC, but there's a large part of me that feels like you should be mine and mine alone. Our own little escapade has only intensified these feelings towards you, and I really have no idea why.

Solomon: It's their innocence.

MC: Seriously, Solomon?

Solomon: What? I'm merely answering his question.

Solomon: To a certain extent, each of us is drawn to it, and when we finally get a taste...well, one serving isn't NEARLY enough. We want more. And more. And more.

MC: *a string of blushing emojis*

Thirteen: Is this a thing back home?

Solomon: Yes.

Solomon: And we're so good that it's made MC crazy for us, too.

MC: Solomon.

Solomon: If only you'd known them more, Thirteen. I'm sure MC would have fantasized about you just as much as the rest of us.

MC: SOLOMON!

Thirteen: Well, this is a FAR cry from the Solomon I first met. The sad little boy locked in the basement of his own home would NEVER take pleasure in embarrassing someone like this.

MC: Hold up. You were locked in the basement???

Solomon: Great. Thanks a lot, Thirteen. *glaring emoji*

Thirteen: First of all, you should know better than to push someone's buttons around me. Secondly, if you're as fond of MC as you say you are, you're going to have to tell them this stuff eventually.

Thirteen: Or do you not trust them?

Barbatos: That's enough, Thirteen.

Thirteen: Oh, so it's okay for you to throw a hissy fit over MC's sex life and Solomon to fluster them about it, but the minute I try to change the subject, I'M the bad guy?

Thirteen: Then again, I don't even know why I'm surprised. You've always coddled him, allowing him to do whatever he wanted even if it was stupid and life-threatening.

Barbatos: He needed to learn somehow.

Thirteen: Right. You TOTALLY weren't taking advantage of Solomon's situation to push your own agenda on him.

MC: *whistling crow sticker*

Solomon: Ignore them. They'll be arguing for a while.

Taglist: @lost-in-time-wanderer, @fuzztacular, @dianedancer18, @sweetbrier2908, @flare-love, @completelyshatteredbrokenmschf, @thunderlightning351, @l3v1chan, @anxious-chick, @5mary5, @expressionless-fr, @tenkobitch, @interconnectedmatrix

[echolonely]

Mid mothtober update

We managed to do half of this challenge already! A few people are still participating almost everyday, check them out:

@mrmeepmerp

@fuzztacular

@calamondinblooms

And I noticed an alternative version of Mothtober, with cat-moths by @eggpantsart 😍

Next week I'll be away for work so I schedule all the moths I drew in advance. There still will be a moth a day, but you might see a quality drop as they will be the very first one I drew. So cool to see the progress made already!

[nowoyas]

Yay ask game! I'm greedy and picked several (if they haven't been asked yet)

25. besides writing, what are your other hobbies?

26. are you able to write with other people around?

30. share a fic you’re especially proud of

waaa thanks for the ask ✨

25. besides writing, what are your other hobbies?

this one's actually super tough lmao. I like gaming, uhhh language learning if that counts? and baking! I've been wanting to pick up both bookbinding and volleyball (one guess why) but one requires money and the other requires me to live somewhere else bc I don't have anyone to play with here </3

26. are you able to write with other people around?

yeah! it's sort of rare because I usually write on my PC and don't have a lot of people over, but I actually wrote a whole outtake scene for koiny in a hotel with my mom the other day dslkjfhdsjh

30. share a fic you’re especially proud of

ooh this one's also tough. maybe I'm still in the honeymoon phase with koi no yokan but it's one that I reread a lot on my own time because I like it so much! I'm also super proud of Housewarming, which was my first ever smut fic but somehow I think it's actually better than... nearly all the smut I've written since lmao

Fic writer asks!

[dira333]

Crossing balconies - Aone x reader

for my Follower Celebration - requested by @fuzztacular

A/N: does anyone notice that I love Aone?

About an hour ago Aone had been sure what he had adopted was a cat and not a shapeshifting Ninja. 

He’d only been gone for a quick shower and Nyan, the little Calico he had found out in the streets last week, had been napping in the sun when he closed the door after him.

Now, however, Nyan was nowhere to be found. 

Aone waved the little bell around that Nyan usually loved to play with but she didn’t come running.

He laid flat on his belly and peered in every corner, but no eyes were glinting back at him.

It took him an embarrassingly long time to put two and two together and realize that she must have climbed through the half-open window onto the balcony and from there, he didn’t know…

Aone stepped outside and looked down. His apartment was on the fifth floor and even though he had heard that cats always landed on their feet, he didn’t want to think about Nyan falling from this height.

He heard a soft mewing and turned, hoping to see her hide between the plants he could barely keep alive. Nothing.

His eyes moved over the balcony next to him. There was a cute little pink chair with a matching table and a few flower pots with healthy-looking plants. That was no surprise.

Aone had met his next-door neighbor the day he moved in.

You’d been so sweet, knocking on his door with a plate full of cookies and a friendly smile and he’d been so flustered by your sight and the little dusting of flour on your cheeks that he couldn’t bring his lips to move. He’d gripped the doorframe so hard you had noticed and excused yourself, “not wanting to keep him up if he was tired from moving”.

Aone hadn’t been tired. Just awkward, like always.

After that, he’d only been able to nod at you in passing, his tongue in a knot the moment he thought he’d seen the swish of your hair or caught a whiff of your flowery perfume. 

In a way, you reminded him of Hinata.

Beaming like the sun whenever you meet someone, and never tiring of treating everyone and everything with kindness.

If only you’d been as daring as Hinata when it came to talking to him. 

Aone had always done better with friends who were more forward than he was.

-

Another sound pulls him from his thoughts and he takes a step forward, realizing that the door leading to your balcony is open. Nyan has likely taken that route.

This is bad. This is very bad.

Sure, it’s not worse than Nyan falling off the balcony, but what if you’re allergic to cats? What if Nyan scared you? A fear of cats is a real thing, he’s read about it once in school.

What if you thought he couldn’t take care of a cat?

Aone hasn’t exactly proven himself worthy of having Nyan today, so he can’t blame you for that.

With shaking knees and a knot in his tongue, he stalks through his apartment and out the door, knocking on yours with a bit too much force.

“Coming!” He hears from inside, giving him just barely enough time to steel himself before the door opens.

“Oh, Aone-kun! Hi!” You smile, and he manages a grunt, trying to untangle his tongue.

“Cat.” He finally gets out.

“Oh, is it yours?” You blink innocently. “I didn’t know you had a cat.”

“Last week.” Aone presses through his teeth. “Found her on the street.”

“Oh really? How sad!” You clutch a hand to your chest, the movement pulling down your sleeve. His eyes flit to the colors adorning your arm. Is it a bruise? No, he realizes, it’s a tattoo.

“This was my first.” You explain and pull your sleeve up further to reveal it. “I really like Octopuses.” 

He blinks, not daring to stretch out his arm and touch your arm.

Somehow, just in that little moment, his impression of you has shifted. 

You’re not some unreachable goddess, but real, like him.

It’s that thought that unravels the knot in his tongue.

“Her name’s Nyan.” Aone says, eyes still locked on your arm. “Because she mews a lot. She talks a lot.”

You laugh. “I noticed. Do you like that?”

“Yes.” He admits eyes on the floor now. “I like to listen.”

“Come in.” You open the door wider. “I don’t mind Nyan coming over for a visit, but I’m sure you’re already missing her.”

Aone nods, unable to form words yet again when he realizes he’s in your apartment.

His eyes dart around, to the plates in the open cupboard you once used to bring him cookies, to the plants on the shelves that seem to wink at him, and the cardigan over the chair that he’s seen you wear at least twice this month.

“It looks like you.” He says because he’s been taught to compliment when shown an apartment.

You laugh, the silver twinkle of it running down his back.

From somewhere behind you, Nyan mews loudly and you gesture for him to follow you.

“She got into my bedroom, don’t mind the mess…” 

Aone follows you through the doorway, heat rising to his cheeks when he sees your unmade bed, your pajama a heap on the middle of the mattress.

It feels indecent to stand so close to you in such a private place and he doesn’t want to know how red his face is right now, his eyes darting around in the search for Nyan.

He finds her, to his horror, in a little woven basket next to your nightstand. The basket must have been filled with yarn before, balls of wool in different colors covering the floor around it now.

“Nyan.” His voice is low but stern and he gingerly takes the few steps necessary to come to her side.

His cat, troublemaker that he now knows her to be, stops in her madness and looks up at him like she’s never done anything wrong in her life.

He picks her up as carefully as he can, strands of wool still hanging from her claws. As he holds her up to his chest, the strands of wool hang around her almost like tentacles and before he can stop himself, he presents his cat to you with one single, stupid word: “Octopus?”

For a second, you stare at him wordlessly. Then, you press a hand against your mouth, but your laugh splutters out like water from a pressure washer.

You’re belly laughing now and he can’t look at you, knows his face is as red as Nekoma’s Volleyball Jerseys. He picks the wool from Nyan’s claws, the cat curling into a purring ball in his left arm. Aone drops to his knees, collects the wool on the floor with one hand and puts it into the basket while you’re still laughing, although it’s growing into more of a giggle now.

“Aone-kun…” 

He doesn’t look back at you until he’s sure all the wool is back in the basket and he’s standing again.

Your eyes are still gleaming with amusement and even knowing that it’s at his expense, it just makes you more beautiful.

“I am very sorry.” He presses through his teeth. “It will not happen again.”

“That’s a shame.” 

He freezes, your words rolling through his brain like bowling bones in search for cones to hit.

“Your cat is very sweet. Just like her owner.” You step forward and scratch Nyan behind her left ear, your hand dangerously close to his thundering heart.

“I wouldn’t mind if you wanted to stay a bit longer. With Nyan or without her. I could order dinner.” You add on, your voice growing more timid at the end.

He’s doing it again. Staring at you until you’re ready to flee, unable to open his mouth.

Nyan’s sharp claws dig into his arm, pulling him out of his head just long enough to speak.

“I eat a lot.” Aone says and wants to slap a hand to his forehead. What?

You smile. “That’s good. I like ordering a lot.”

Nyan mews loudly, calling for attention and Aone feels like his cat has decided for him.

-

Months later:

Somewhere in the distance, Nyan mews loudly, calling for her breakfast.

Aone’s head is buried in your hair, arms wrapped around you. It’s Sunday, the one day he gets to sleep in.

“Nyan’s hungry.” You mumble, sleep slurring your words.

“Can wait.” He mutters against your skin, drawing you a little closer.

He’s falling asleep again when the bed dips behind him. He’s got not even a second to prepare himself before the full weight of Nyan, the most spoiled cat in the world, lands on his back.

Nyan mews loudly and once more when Aone pulls back from you, knowing he’ll get no rest before the bowl is filled.

When he slips back into bed five minutes later, you’re already dead asleep again, not even noticing that he pulls you back into his arms.

His cat might be a troublemaker sometimes, but she has very good taste in women.

My Kofi if you want to tip me

[dira333]

thanks for tagging me. I love quizzes.

I have to say I got ripped.... tagging @alienaiver @lemurzsquad @reverie-starlight @6okuto @writingsofanomnivore @fuzztacular @satorisoup @screamin-abt-haikyuu and everyone else who wants to do it

hii i recently fell in love with movies again so i made a uquiz where you can find out which actor would play you in a film about your life.