#i wanna put the thing plush by the thing figure up there BUT I ALSO really like that alien figure.. OOOOUHGH

[dyed-indigo]

my gf bought me homicipher and made me start playing it last night and. i am a deeply unserious person i hope you understand

[victory-cookies]

god I’m so torn. I have a few things I really buy rn but realistically I don’t think I can afford all of them. So I’m trying to weigh what I should let myself but bc I haven’t bought myself anything nice in a while

[misterradio]

GRINNING

[slamminslamminmcgill]

i’m so glad y’all like how i write dialogue for deadpool cause i got more thoughts abt him fingering you. he loves t-dick and transmasc pussy and i put that on GOD!!!

him shoving his hand down your pants and trying to figure out what’s going on. he cups your crotch over your underwear, his thumb flicking across your itty bitty t-cock. he somehow doesn’t suspect a thing. “jesus, mary, and fucking joseph, i know i called you a tiny-dick twerp in theory, but this is just upsetting in practice. feels like i’m laughing at the mean comments on instagram reels. y’know, the kind where those mommy influencers exploit their children for views and—OH!” he swipes down the seam of your cunt, and it all finally dawns on him. “well, well, WELL, aren’t you just full of surprises, pretty boy?! gimme about 15 minutes and you could be full of cum, too, if that’s what your heart desires. oh! also! what do you like to call it? pussy? kitty? cunt? front? hole? snatch? hoo-ha? baby cave? penis fly-trap?”

he finally rips your underwear off and gets to explore you, gloves on skin.

“aw, for fuck’s sake, honey, you’re soaking wet ALREADY? tell me i’m not your first. or maybe you’re just easily excited? that’s honestly such a blessing for my ego though. i’m very flattered. truly. could i really just… slip some in already?”

“ahh—ha, fuck! fuck!!!”

almost as loud as you, wade gasps at how wet and silky, lush and inviting your cunt feels. part of him REALLY wants to just cut to the chase and fuck you right now. but that’d be rude. it’s his first time. he’s just been invited in. he needs a tour of the house.

“UGH, c’mon, stop it, how are you THIS fucking wet in here? i always thought that T must turn your cunt into the goddamn mojave but YOU…” he GROWLS and hooks his fingers into you, so perfectly into you, it feels like he’s pierced into your spinal cord. like he’s just rolling your central nervous system between his digits, “YOU are something else, juicy-cuntoure.”

then the motherfucker starts twisting them. scissoring them inside you and stretching out your insides.

“what’s your thing, the konami code?” he jokes, mapping it on your plush and squishy walls. “up up, down down, left right, left right, B A start? or are you more gta san andreas? R1, R2, X… no, wait, shit, what was it?” then he abandons the pattern, and just starts button mashing. he never abandons the bit though, he’ll just yap to himself even as you lose your fucking mind on his hand. “shit, c’mon, the rocket launcher, that’s an essential! i should have that one memorized! you NEED that to shoot at the police cars whenever they’re on screen! where was i? oh. yeah. knuckle deep in some little faggot. average weeknight for me. you wanna get nachos after this? maybe i could eat your ass in the bathroom at applebees?”

[broshot]

chubby girl chasers??? (jjk men who would LOVE to have a chubby gf!!) part 1 (part 2 link here and it's also at the end)

cw/tw: mentions of body image issues, mentions of nsfw in some (all??) parts, all characters are of age, (idk what else to put but english isn't my first language so sorry for bad writing)

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gojo satoru

if you've ever seen my posts you could've guessed this tbh (I live love laugh gojo) he's so lovely

would hype you up NONSTOP and oh my gosh if you decide to wear more revealing clothes (or clothes that cling to your body) he'd be ON HIS KNEES worshipping you tbh

he just loves your plush and soft body SOO MUCH (he loves you as a person more ofc) but the way he can just come home after a long day and lay his head (or his whole body..) on top of you, he absolutely loves it. he loves all of you, seriously, he sees nothing wrong with you. you're perfect and he definitely tells you that too. not a day goes by without him calling you perfect.

and he loves when you dress up. tight clothes are his favourite because they allow him to see your perfect figure, and don't worry, no one would even have a chance to say anything bad about you or even look at you in a non-positive way. he's the strongest, he'll personally make sure that no one can make you feel bad about yourself.

missionary is his go to position. he wants to see your gorgeous body and gorgeous face as he fucks into you. you feel waaaay too good around him, he thinks he's lucky to be the one who gets to fuck you. you look so beautiful under him (you always look beautiful) and he's so lucky to be the only one who gets to see you like that. he's a praiser in and out of the bedroom, I swear. and if you wrap your legs around his lower body.. he loses it.

(read these fics (fic 1 is my personal fav) if you wanna know how I picture gojo in bed: fic 1, fic 2)

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toji fushiguro

OH he would just love grabbing your plush thighs as he buries his face in between them and eats you out. would make you sit on his face (doesn't care about suffocating, he's strong so you don't weigh anything to him really). would love laying on your soft thighs and your stomach (makes you play w his hair, he's such a softie for you).

if you're insecure about yourself because of your body he'd praise the shit out of you (he'd praise you no matter what you're insecure about, if you're insecure). bro would surprisingly be your personal hype man tbh

"what did you just say about my gorgeous girlfriend? repeat that and you're dead." no one is allowed to say anything bad about you (there's nothing bad in you ((except for him, get it, nothing bad in you and he's bad and he's in you.. yeah not funny is it)) so why would anyone have the right to say anything bad). he makes you wear clothes you want to wear, makes sure you can have the style you want to have because no one should have the right to make you feel uncomfortable in clothes that you love. if you want to wear the tightest clothes there is, do it! he makes sure no one says anything to offend you or make you feel bad. he's famous of being capable of THINGS :heart: so no one would even dare to say anything but positive things about you- there's nothing but positive things about you.

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yuuta okkotsu

bro was in love with a curse I don't think he really cares about looks LMAOO no but this man would literally love you more than anything. your weight is not a problem for him, why would it be? he loves everything about you, your personality, voice, looks, humor, style.. just everything.

his favourite thing is to fall asleep on top of you (his head is usually on top of your chest, stomach or thighs. I don't make the rules, he LOVES falling asleep on you. he's shy with his words tbh but he hypes you up despite that. you're insecure about your body? why? you're perfect, what is there to hate? he doesn't get it, you're the most gorgeous human being in the whole world. (prettier than everything else too, don't get me wrong). and he definitely will tell you what he thinks about you. endless praising tbh

he loves when you ride him; the feeling of your thighs on each side of him as he fucks his hips upwards into you?? he's in heaven, overstimulated by the pleasure and he loves it. will definitely tell you too (I'm a whiny submissive yuuta believer, he whimpers). he loves how soft you feel inside (and outside). he'll def massage your thighs when you ride him (or at least grab them).

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megumi fushiguro

are we surprised? no we're not!

fav hypeman! he'd literally blush whenever he sees you, you're just way too out of his league (he thinks you're too gorgeous to be in love with someone like him) and he's your boyfriend?? he's the luckiest man alive.

he loves how you look all the time, especially when you're confident. if anyone dares to make you feel insecure about yourself, they will face the consequences. and trust me, no one wants to face those consequences (they're both painful and awfully humiliating. megumi knows how to make people regret things). he's shy about his feelings tbh but you'll hear endless compliments from him. he compliments you when he first sees you in the morning and throughout the day too. there won't be a day when he doesn't compliment you. he loves to see you when you're confident and loves to make you feel confident too.

and he loves your hands; he loves how they feel, he loves how they look.. he just loves your hands SO MUCH. he loves holding them and caressing them and kissing them. he loves how they feel and look around his dick...

he loves kissing you. his hands will be caressing you while his lips are sealed onto yours. if his hand is on the back of your neck, he'll softly pinch it (he loves the extra softness on it, I hope yall know what this means). he'll pinch your back too, your thighs, the sides of your stomach.. it'll definitely be a bit ticklish but you can't blame him, he loves everything about you way too much.

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I love chubby chasers tbh (I love chubby women pls) also I don't really like how this fic turned out but that's okay (it makes me wanna cry tbh but I hope yall enjoy!!!)

I got lazy so lmk if you want a part 2 (I have a lot of characters in mind for this)

[winged-self-indulgence]

Dearly beloved we are gathered here today to honour @queeniesblog, who enables the demon living rent free in my brain. Consider this an early-early-early gift. 1.9K words, AFAB!MC, Favor VN wedding night DLC lmao

Z insists on carrying you across the threshold. You’re not even sure where he heard about the tradition, antiquated as it was. Perhaps the demon had overheard one of your more imaginative bridesmaids daydreaming about it, or maybe Z had crashed some medieval wedding in Europe and liked the idea of tossing his chosen human over his shoulder and making off with them like a beast out of the darkest folktales. You hadn’t been able to get a straight answer out of the demon, which was such a common occurrence you wondered why you'd even tried in the first place.

“You only had to carry me into the house,” you roll your eyes, wrapping your arms tighter around Z’s broad shoulders. “Not all the way from the wedding venue. I didn’t have to be in your lap for the whole trip.”

He’s partly shifted, the transformation dial swinging somewhere between the mostly human veneer you met them as and the massive abyssal creature you’ve only seen when the demon slips into your dreams. Even then, the shape was unclear, leaving only the vague sense of being utterly dwarfed by a thing so far beyond human comprehension that your brain struggled to put the separate pieces together.

This form is easier to perceive. At the very least, the 7ft 5” frame didn’t make your brain struggle with the wretchedness of the chthonic depths.

Z’s arms tighten around your frame, tar-drenched hands sliding over the pearl-studded filigree of your snow-white gown – their idea of a joke – to squeeze the plush underside of your thighs.

“And let those weaklings doubt my claim over you?” Z’s lips pull down into an exaggerated moue of distaste. “Perish the thought, Dove. Besides, you were the one who vetoed the other ritual–”

“I’m not letting you fuck me in front of your entire court!” You cut him off, face hot with what you are choosing to label as pure mortification. The lascivious flash of Z’s teeth tells you otherwise and you do your best to glare right back. “It’s not happening, you horndog!”

“Mm, I don’t know sweetheart,” Z murmurs and holds you closer, pulling you flush against his frame. Curved fangs nudge at your throat, exerting a sharp pressure through the delicate collar wrapped around vulnerable flesh. It’s a heady reminder. It is also a delicious threat. You shudder, a breath hitching somewhere in your chest, and the demon laughs at the sound, breath hot against your skin and sending another shiver down your spine. “I bet I could figure out some way to convince you.”

As soon as the door to the bedroom opens, Z’s lips are on yours. The kiss is fervent, devouring, an arrogant forked tongue pressing into your mouth with intent that has you squirming in place. Your own hormones and the weight of his huge frame pin you to the bed while rough hands roam over your body, greedy and insatiable, the demon unable to control the sheer voracity of their appetite for you. They caress the shape of your body through your clothes, groping with palms that feel burning hot even through layers of beading and silk.

Their tongue traces a slick trail up to the sensitive skin behind your ear. The jagged pinch of canines against the helix of your ear has you choking back a desperate whimper, and the demon retracts long enough to click his teeth. “Nuh-uh. Whine for me, baby. I wanna hear every sound out of that pretty little mouth.”

The next bite is far less gentle, and the wordless cry that falls from your lips burns your cheeks. You want to retaliate somehow, but Z’s tail is infuriatingly out of reach, lashing back and forth behind the demon’s back in a manner that betrays their obvious excitement.

“There’s my Dove,” Z coos against your lips, smirking at your overheated expression. “Poor thing, you must be so uncomfortable in all those layers, darling. Here, let me help you get those pesky clothes off.”

A hand grabs the front of your strapless dress and yanks, filling the room with the sound of tearing fabric. Before you can open your mouth complain, Z’s mouth is on your exposed breasts, and your mind instantly goes blank. Your back arched, head falling back against the pillow as the demon laves his tongue over your nipples, drawing them deep into mouth and sucking as though by sheer dedication he can force your tits to grow swollen with milk.

Muscular arms reach down to hitch your hips around Z’s waist. It’s a stretch in this form, huge as he is, and your thighs split embarrassingly wide. You gasp, feeling the solid weight of his bulge prodding against your barely clothed cunt and you can’t stop yourself from pushing harder against the thick length. The lingerie you’d worn for your wedding night was designed more for form than actual function, hardly more than a few thin pieces of pearl-white lace held together by thinner ribbons. A single tug from your fingers would send it fluttering to pieces.

Already sheer enough to narrowly fit the definition of underwear, your juices have turned the fabric nearly transparent, moulding it against the lips of your pussy. In the face of that, Z’s cock seems like overkill – prominent veins grinding back into the motion of your hips with enough force to knock the breath from you.

“Look at you, getting my cock all nice and slick,” Z groans into your ear, an arm hiking your left leg higher while the other pinches your chin and drags your face to meet his fiery gaze. “Fuck, you’re drenched baby. Such a needy hole, huh?”

“Z!” You spit out the demon’s name, fed up with their teasing. “I need–! Just put it in already!”

“Put what in?” He taunts, blinking those amber eyes innocently while a fat glob of precum pools at the tip of his cock. You feel the obscene warmth when it reaches the sodden cloth barely protecting what’s left of your chastity. You open your mouth to repeat your demands, but another jerk of Z’s hips has you whining again. When he speaks again, his voice drips with false regret. “Whoops, I’m so sorry Dove, I didn’t mean to. Come on, use your words baby. I’m listening. Where exactly do you want me to put my cock?”

“I-Inside,” you gasp, struggling to hook your ankles at Z’s back so you can draw the demon closer to you. “Please, I need you inside!”

“Then get those pretty panties off, Dove,” Z pushes themselves up, taking the weight off their arms and off you. The sudden change fills you with a strange sense of loss, until you lift your head and find the demon still looming over your, eyes still fixed on your debauched state with terrifying intensity. It’s inhuman; a flat, hungry stare that promises to swallow you whole – bones and all.

A hand is wrapped around their cock, rhythmically squeezing dark flesh up and down and occasionally pausing to thumb the bulbous tip that oozes sticky precum. The sight makes your mouth water, until Z lets out a dark chuckle.

“Dove,” he croons, hand never stopping or slowing down, “you know how impatient I can be. Unless you want me to shove my cock down your throat instead of that pretty little cunt, I’d advise you to stop looking at me like that.”

Huffing, you manage to tear your eyes away and focus on reaching for your underwear. It’s practically tissue at this point, scarcely more than scraps clinging to your cunt, and yet the act of peeling them away feels somehow obscene. Instinctively, you try to inch your legs shut, but a large hand catches you by the ankle and drags you into the embrace of an inferno.

You catch yourself against Z’s broad chest, yelping when you find yourself back in a variant of your earlier pose – this time balanced upright in the demon’s lap instead of pinned prone on the bed. Z’s cock finds itself back against your pussy lips, this time without even the minuscule protection of your underwear. A glance down reveals the sheer difference in size between the two of you, his cockhead reaching beyond your navel.

“You can take it, honey,” Z hums, reaching down to press two fingers through your slick folds. The stretch has you gasping his name, wrapping your arms tighter around his shoulders as your pussy squeezes around Z’s pointer and middle digits. He stretches you out, whispering filth into your ear while he fondles you with a teasingly condescending sort of affection. “Aw, is it too much for you, pet? You can handle a little more for me, can’t you? Oh no, no, no, don’t you dare hide your face from me, darling. You’re so cute when you cry. That’s it, give it to me.”

Z jams his thumb against your clit, curling his fingers at the same time. Your vision goes white, blurry with tears, as you careen into an orgasm so intense that you swear you see entire galaxies spinning before you. When you manage to come back to yourself, the head of his cock his lined up with your hole. A pleading moan is all the acquiescence Z requires before it pops in, and you scramble to cling to your sanity.

The stretch burns, a pleasurable heat that arches your back and forces another inch of Z’s cock into your cunt. “Shit,” the demon curses, an arm holding up your weight and the talons of the other gripping the mattress below in a concerted effort to hold back as best he can. “Fuck don’t do that, Dove. So goddamn tight, you’ll make me come if you don’t stop squeezing me like that.”

“Feels too good,” you moan back, fighting the urge to obey gravity and sink down onto the girth splitting you open. Only Z’s grip on your waist prevents that from happening, and it’s your turn to grow impatient. “You said I could have anything as long as I asked. Are you going to deny me on our wedding night?”

“Hm, I see someone’s grown spoiled,” Z smirks down at you, unmoving despite the flush high on his cheeks. Behind him, his tail thrashes back and forth, belying his smug words. “Ask me nicely pet.”

You barely refrain from rolling your eyes, before biting back a sardonic look of your own. Leaning closer, you force yourself to balance on your knees – dislodging Z’s cock completely, causing him to curse under his breath – and press your lips to his ear.

“Pretty please, oh Great Marquis, won’t you please come inside my cunt?” You whine in the most breathy, put-upon, amateur porno actress voice you can muster. “I’m so wet for you, and I need you to shove your fat cock into my tiny little pussy and fill me up so much that I can’t even stand. Please Z, please fuck my wet little – ah!”

“Be careful what you ask for,” Z hissed, spearing you on his cock. Once again, your world vanishes, reduced to nothing else beyond broken moans and the burning pleasure of Z’s swollen cock abusing your aching cunt. “Don’t worry, Dove, I’ll make it up to you. Since you want my come so badly, I’ll make sure to fuck you niiiice and full. After all, we have all the time in the world…”

[idkwhatimdoinghere1655]

New Years Resolutions - Carlos Sainz

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warnings - not proof read

If it were any normal New Years Eve, you'd be at home by yourself, with the comfort of instant noodles and the talk shows that were on TV with singers and everything like that. But, this year was different. 

Your parents had loosely known the Sainz family, so you were among the many on the list invited to their New Years party. You decided saying no was a slightly stupid idea, so you said you'd be going and got all dressed up. 

When you walked in, you instantly realised that you didn't know a single person there. Before you had the chance to slip back out the front door unnoticed, you heard someone call out your name. Looking around the space, you didn't see anyone but crowds of unfamiliar people. 

You figured that there was another Y/N there, and the person was looking for someone else. You began to back out of the door a second time, but then you saw who the calls were coming from. "Y/N, hey! I didn't think you'd be coming," a familiar voice said, parting through the crowds. 

"Hey, Carlos. I thought I might as well show my face," you smiled at your old friend. Seen as your parents were friends, you and Carlos had interacted a few times over the years. You liked him, he was nice towards you and hadn't given you any reason to dislike him. 

It would also be pointless to deny that he was very handsome and easy on the eyes. "I'm glad you're here, I can finally have some fun. It's been pretty boring, I must admit," he grinned, taking your coat from off your shoulders. "We ran out of room on the coat rack, so would you mind if I put it in my room? I don't want it getting lost," he said. 

"Yeah, that'd be fine, thank you," you nodded as the two of you walked into the packed living room. I mean, you looked around and the room felt bigger than the entirety of your house, and there were definitely a couple hundred people here.

"You wait here, I'll be back," he said, disappearing through the crowd with your coat. There were a couple of people you recognised, but you didn't know any of them. You stood, rooted to the spot so that you didn't have to spend a second more than necessary without Carlos. 

"You wanna get a drink?" he asked, reappearing right next to you. 

"Yeah please," you nodded, and he placed a soft hand on the small of your back as he gently guided you through the crowds of people towards the bar that they just casually had in their house. 

"What can I get for you?" he chuckled, rounding the bar and acting like a bartender. "Whatever you want, I can do it for you," he smiled.

"I'll take a tequila sunrise then, please," you said as Carlos instantly got to work. He found all the ingredients he needed, and poured the grenadine into your glass before shaking the tequila, orange juice and triple sec in the cocktail shaker. 

Pouring it out into the glass, he topped it with ice and a mini umbrella to complete the drink. "Thank you very much," you smiled, sipping away at it. The measurements were absolutely perfect, and it was a very good tequila sunrise. 

"No problem, it's my pleasure. How about we go somewhere a little less crowded? We can catch up," he asked, coming back around to your side of the bar. 

"Yeah, sounds good," you said, picking your drink up and following him where he he was taking you. The room you went into only had a couple of people, all crowded around a pool table as they played. 

"So, how've you been? It's been ages since I last saw you," he sincerely asked, sitting down next to you on one of the plush couches in the room. 

"I've been good, yeah. I mean, we probably haven't seen each other because you've been off being Carlos Sainz, and I've been working and stuff," you said, as he intently watched you. You didn't have to see him all the time to know that the two of you were friends. 

"Yeah, I guess Carlos Sainz is a pretty full time thing," he lightly chuckled, his smile instantly putting one on your face. He had a certain quality about him, something that allowed you to calm down and relax. "Tell me, what's your New Years resolution?" he quizzed.

"Right, don't laugh at me if it's corny, OK?" you asked, and he simply raised an eyebrow at you out of curiosity. 

"I say the same thing every single year, but I want to find someone, you know? I've been single for long enough, I want a relationship, I want to be loved," you told him, and he wasn't going to laugh any time soon. He found it endearing, even if it was one of the last things he expected to come out of your mouth. 

"Well I'm sure you will, you're a good person, and to top it all off you're stunning, so I don't see why you won't get a boyfriend," he said without missing a beat, as if it were a normal thing he said to everyone. You blushed lightly as his comment, your cheeks heating up. 

"Thanks Carlos, I really appreciate it," you blushed, unable to make eye contact with him.

"I'm serious, someone would be very lucky to have you," he continued, noticing the red flush to your face. "I'm just saying what someone else should have told you a long time ago," he finished, checking his watch as he noticed people filtering back into the living room. 

"God, you're such a flirt," you laughed, nudging him. You also noticed that people were leaving the room, and you figured it was because you were getting close to midnight. 

"Come on, let's go into the living room, it's nearly midnight," Carlos said, standing and holding his hand out for you. You took it and let him lead you into the crowded living room, both of you having to stand closely in the corner. 

You were squashed between this random guy and Carlos, and you could barely breathe because of how tight the space was. Carlos noticed the slight discomfort on your face, and pulled you in front of him by the shoulders. You were now stood so your back was lightly brushing against his chest whenever either of you breathed. "Better?"

"Yeah, thanks," you smiled, looking up at him over your shoulder. Looking around, you saw that all of the boyfriends and girlfriends, fiances, partners, husbands and wives, were all stood together, undoubtedly getting ready for their New Years kiss. Maybe next year you'd get yours.  

The people who could see the TV started counting down, and before you knew it, it was 2024. Somewhere outside, you could hear the fireworks booming, as the couples around you embraced with a kiss and others cheersed. 

You turned around, shouting a 'Happy new year Carlos!' over the noise. The smile on your face was absolutely priceless, and the lack of space between you was causing him to sweat. He bit the bullet and went for it, "Can I kiss you?" he shouted back, and you just looked at him for a moment.

A kiss wouldn't hurt, right? There was nothing for you to lose by kissing Carlos, so you replied with a simple 'yes'. That was all the confirmation he needed, as he closed the small gap between you and captured your lips with his. 

It felt like the sparks between you were bigger than those of the fireworks outside as neither of you pulled away. He realised that everyone else was just celebrating now, while the two of you were practically making out in the corner, so he begrudgingly pulled away from you.

"I think you'll fulfill your New Years resolution earlier than expected," he smiled chuckled, the euphoria that was surging through his veins not wearing off in the slightest. Now this was the perfect way to start the new year, no doubts about it. 

A/N - Happy new year my loves! Here's to a 2024 of more writing, and hopefully less Ferrari pain... :). Thank you for sticking with me this year, and I'll see you all next year! Have a wonderful day/night, and I love y'all 💖🍾

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[poetthewriter]

HELLOOOO!!! 🌘 ANON HERE >:333

I was meant to re-send my oneshot request a few days ago but I forgot...

Anyways!

Could I request some esmpS2!Jimmy x gn!reader angst to fluff :3

Like, Jimmy getting bullied by the other empires and the reader finds him in a secluded area sobbing so they comfort him as much as they can

Jimmy ends up sleeping on the reader's lap and it's just adorable :DD (maybe even add someone finding them and just taking a picture, the next day they show it to the reader and tease them about it)

I deeply apologize if this doesn't make any sense TT

Don't overwork yourself and don't forget to take care of yourself aswell! <3

-🌘 anon

The Ruler Of The Taiga

hello again moony! <3 (fun fact I was originally going to make the reader a tropical biome ruler if you would like to see something like that tell me!)

jimmy!E2 x Gn!Reader (Reader is a fox or wolf hybrid but could also read as a dear reader)

𝑬𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒔= 𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒔&𝑻𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒔🥮🍡🍯

The ruler of the taiga, a biome filled with beauty of all sorts, foxes prance around, sweet berries grow along the paths and enchant structures and statues litter the flora grounds. the sound of grainy foot steps march across the lands as you walk with peace, your delicate crown lays atop your hair and the wailing wind makes your cape fly behind you.

a basket rests in you hands and swings as you continue on your way, your biomes berries, fruits, vegetation, and herbs all pile in you basket as the sun starts to fall, as the sky darkens the temperature drops as if the ghosts have come out to play.

because of your empire being well known as the lands of the folk the air is always quiet, the ground you stand on and rule is known for its stories over thousand's of years this place has been known for its magical and haunting aura.

your ears perk up at the sound of the wolfs and coyotes that help you protect your empire howls, hearing the call of the sharp creatures you head back to elk village. paces quicken wanting to reach your home, all the views of the forest pass you as you scower but a flash of color makes you stop in your tracks.

on the soft plush soft fern filled ground the sheriff of the mesa lies, his hands run through his gold hair and his body is tensed. "Jimmy?" you speak up you voice quiet and soft but very welcoming, looking up jimmy sees you staring down at his stressed figure and looks away a little embarrassed putting his hands over his face.

It only takes a few swift moments and you are now sitting beside him you can already see that he is stressed, his posture is weak, his eyes are tired and his hairs is all ruffled. "hey, are you ok?" you voice is gentle making sure he feels at least a little more comfortable.

soon after you talk he dimly responds in a strained voice "I'm fine". its quite obvious he was ether yelling, crying or tired. his body slowly fades in and out of conciseness "I'm sorry for being here Y/n I just needed to get away from things for a bit" he continues speaking voice breaking every few words.

"Hey don't be sorry, I can tell your not fine so you wanna tell me what's wrong?" you hum.

"im just tired of everyone ..."

" i know how hard it can be to deal with everyone, and i know that you know that your alot more then what they say you are"

Your head lays on the dirt of the hill behind you two and you rest an arm over you friend, "its hard when everyone is on you tail but why let the jokes and remarks decide how you feel, am i right?"

"thank you" jimmy looks up again as you lay back in the grass, small berries and wormwood spread out across the glade and jimmy slowly lays back with you, soaking in your presents.

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a smaller male bard walks through the dim taiga in hopes to find you but instead he finds a new sight Infront of him, Oli usually comes by for the wonderful trades you present him but I guess today he's out of luck cause right in front of the jester like man, you and the sheriff himself lay sleeping in peace as the sunrises over the horizon.

Oli snaps a photo of the two of you and laughs quietly with a smirky face.

"photo for a trade" he whispers thinking of the deals he could make with this new found piece of blackmail, as the sun almost reaches above the trees Oli skips away giddily.

A/n I’m sorry this took so long I’ve been working and some stuff has been going on but enough with the exudes I hope to finish the reast of my requests<3

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #131

I tried to have a normal day today. And this time, it worked out quite nicely.

I brewed a nice tea today. This time, I combined my vanilla-rose black tea with the strawberry rooibos; of all the teas I have, I think you'd like these two the best. This one starts out a shade of amber:

...You will also see Mogwai on the windowsill, being very cute, as Mogwai is wont to do.

I'm really glad that I was able to figure out how to photograph the subtle swirling in the water as the tea brews; I think it's a really neat effect, and I'm glad that it's one that I get to witness as a result of the glass mug:

Once it brews for a while, both kinds of tea end up resolving into a shade of red:

...And you'll see that by this time, Hoshi has taken Mogwai's place on the windowsill, as Hoshi is wont to do. It's nice outside, so the windows are open today.

From here, we add the honey and cream; the swirls made by the cream were particularly mesmerizing today, and I'm glad I was able to snap a good picture of it for you this time:

...If nothing else, I really wish I could share this part of my day with you. I think you'd like it a lot if you could be here.

Once that was done, J and I took a short walk around where I live. I tried to take a few good pictures for you; it's not much - just some flowers and some ferns in various stages of sprouting, but I hope you'll like these:

After this, J and I watched some Zeta Project together, and that was very nice. And then shortly after that, I went to meet with a friend and her little son at the local nature discovery center. I haven't really had an excuse to go there in a while, so I took some more pictures, just in case there might have been anything you might like...

This is a tree that they just... have. The whole thing and its whole root system is visible for all to see; one of these pictures has a tiny chipmunk statue, if you look hard enough:

I also met two turtles. This one is a common musk turtle; it's very excited about something:

...This one is a painted turtle. This one was perhaps slightly more chill:

...I also found an adorable book full of owl stickers:

...I love owls (especially barn owls!) a lot, but I did not get them. I did not get them, because I cannot be trusted with stickers. Even if I were to put them somewhere, the fact remains that I'm dyspraxic; I WILL put it on wrong, and I will be instantly filled with regret as a result, and then I will try to fix it, and end up destroying the sticker in the process (it's really very sad). And that's even if I make it far enough to the point where I can decide conclusively what I wanna put it on.

Hey, Sephiroth? Do you like stickers? Have you ever had stickers? If you had stickers, what would you get stickers of? And where would you put them? I wonder.

I did, however, get a cardinal plush that I found in the gift shop, in honor of our recently-passed feathered friend, as written about in yesterday's letter. If you squeeze this plush, it makes cardinal sounds:

...Maybe, at least in spirit, the one that died in my hands can live at my house if he wants to, where he can sing to his heart's content without worrying about his safety. My house is a good house; I hope he'd be able to feel the love and joy that permeates this space.

Finally, after that, J and I went to the local food co-op in order to hang with Br. There's a lounge space there and tasty food; so Br was over there doing her homework. It was pretty neat to hang out! J got some kind of hibiscus drink that smelled kind of like cinnamon. For whatever reason, hibiscus and cinnamon are, so far, my least favorite food smells. I don't know why. I know I should like them. I wish I did like them. Alas.

So of course, this meant I had to try it. I'm a little weird like that; sometimes I'll try things that I know I won't like, just for the sake of having the experience, especially if it's a thing that most people enjoy. Or sometimes I'll try things I know I hate, just because I know that my tastes do occasionally change. J felt it necessary to record the whole thing, and it was pretty funny. So here, maybe this will make you laugh:

Oh right. From the co-op, I got all the ingredients I need to make an epic breakfast, and a bunch of other tasty treats, too. I didn't take pictures of it though, because I wanted to leave it as a surprise and make it for you tomorrow! So look forward to it, okay?

...The last bunch of days have been really weird. So today I tried to have a normal day, and I succeeded.

This is all I have for today. It's nothing inspiring or insightful or profound, and... I think I'm pretty relieved about that, actually.

I love you. I'll write all about a good breakfast tomorrow, so please stay safe so you can read about it, okay?

Your friend, Lumine

[rattlyglitch]

Gaining Idia's help

(Chapter 6 of A Painful Apology)

Idia stood up and walked away from the chess table Ortho following close behind him. "As you can see I was busy. But what do you require from me?" he asked, sounding a bit irritated. "We have a request having to do with Silver." Ortho walked over to the group when they spoke about Silver. He seemed really excited. "Are we going out to see Epel and Muscles?"

When Ortho spoke the same it seemed to get a giggle out of Silver but he remained asleep otherwise. "Silver hasn't gotten any news from Epel yet. He went out of town and won't be back for a few days. After we figure this out I'm sure that Silver would happily take you though Young Shroud" Malleus replied managing to give something that was meant to resemble a smile. Ortho didn't seem to be put off by the smile Malleus gave him but Idia noticeably cringed.

"What's your request?" Leona walked up to Idia and pointed to Silver's hair. "It's barely there but he's been forming blot somehow. It comes out from his head and into his hair somehow when he has nightmares. It honestly shouldn't be possible since he doesn't have a mage stone but whatever's happenin' isn't good. It's what Sebek was freaking out to Malleus about when we had the meeting for the spring formal. The simple answer is we want you to make something to monitor him that he won't know is monitoring him."

Idia looked over at Malleus with a questioning look. "He's agreeing to this right? He seemed really upset when Sebek referred it last time and the last thing I want to happen is for him to use his powers." Malleus tried not to be offended by what Idia said and settled on reassuring that he was ok with the idea. "I agreed. As long as you are able to make something where no one is needed to monitor him in the same room as him then I shall be pleased with the outcome."

Sebek looked at Idia a bit distrustful. "You better not fail Malleus. It wouldn't only displease him but myself as well." Idia didn't seem frightened by Sebek's threat. "I can make something that'll work. Show me his wrist then." Leona gently held out Silver's arm to Idia.

Idia overlooked his wrist as if he was looking for something before taking a tape measure used for sewing and wrapped it gently around his wrist making a mark on it with his magic pen and putting both away.

"I'll have it ready in three hours or so. I'll have Ortho will bring it to Silver and simply it'll be like he's accepting a gift. Ortho had something he wanted to give Silver anyway as a thanks for that dog figure he gave him last week. Now if we're finished here please leave."

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True to his word Idia sent Ortho three hours later who arrived with a blue and black dog plush that had fur that almost made it appear on fire and something else. Silver was awake by time he arrived and getting ready for bed in sleep wear and sitting next to Sebek who was reading to him. "Hey Silver" Ortho spoke waving to him. Silver immediately hurried over to Ortho and hugged him.

"Ortho! I'm happy to see you again! Why are you here though? You didn't sneak away from Idia did you? Last time you did that he was really scared." Ortho shook his head no. "Idia let me come and visit for some time. I also wanted to give you somethings." Ortho first held out the plush dog to Silver who happily took the dog and hugged it before his eyes caught the attention of something else in Ortho's hands.

"Wow, that's a really pretty bracelet." Ortho nodded and held it out to Silver. "I brought it for you. Wanna try it on?" Silver gave an enthusiastic nod and watched as Ortho slipped the bracelet on Silver's hand. It was a rather simple one. The main bracelet was made of a gold inch thick cloth that was twirled around and thread through blue and black beads with a small painted pastel skull on them that were a bit bigger than average ones.

"Ortho these are so cool! Since you're here, wanna play some video games? Papa left some and I use the tv and the main room to play them." Silver grabbed Ortho's hand and the two walked over to the tv and began to play video games. It lasted till late into the night. It only ended when Silver had fallen asleep against Ortho snoring softly, the remote control he held slipping from his hands slightly. Malleus was glad that Silver had been able to befriend someone around his age. Malleus gently lifted Silver up before looking at Ortho. "This bracelet will work correct?"

Ortho gave Malleus a reassuring smile. "Idia said it would and if it doesn't the plushie I gave Silver works as a second option. There's no way he'll know he's being monitored. Though the dog is only a one time use way of monitoring the bracelet is constant use. Also no cameras only maps that way Silver'll most likely have the bracelet with him constantly so you can use it next time he falls asleep in a odd place like the broom closet."

Ortho replied letting out a small laugh. He had been the one to find Silver sleeping against the brooms in the broom closet. "Idia also said that all you have to do is come by and visit with Silver to see the monitorization. I could spend some time with him and you would get answers." Malleus seemed calmed by the answers Ortho gave him. "Thank you young Shroud. I'm glad you agreed to help." Ortho would have a comforting smile on his face if he could. "I'm doing this to help Silver too. He's my friend and I wouldn't have it any other way."

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13, Chapter 14

[lipstickitty]

I Wanna Be Yours

Chapter Eight

1.2k+ words

Warnings: demon!reader, language, pet names, fluff, innuendo

One Tuesday night after your bookstore shift found you and Jake seated on a couch in the cat cafe sipping on your coffee. You could sense a sort of sadness in the air leading you to ask what was wrong when you went up for a refill on your drink. “Oh it’s nothing, we just had an adoption event in here today. Which is great, several cats got their forever homes today, but no one showed any interest in Cookies and this was his third event. I just want him to go somewhere he’ll be loved.” Lydia, one of the baristas on shift, answered.

You felt a twinge of sadness in your chest for the cat, he really was so sweet, he just took a while to warm up to new people and was picky about those he “chose”, so to speak, so he’d gotten a bad reputation. You looked over at Jake, seeing Cookies curled up in his lap with his eyes closed, purring happily.

You hadn’t planned on this at all, truly. But hearing that no one had shown any interest in the cat and seeing how content he was with Jake, all the times the baristas had told you that you were the only one he liked kept replaying in your head and you decided on a whim. “Lydia, could I fill out an adoption application for Cookies?” She looked like she was about to cry as she nodded at you, retrieving the application for you.

You brought the application and a pen back over to sit next to Jake after getting your coffee. You figured you should at least let him know what you’d decided, seeing as he was at your apartment quite a bit these days. “Whatcha got, angel?” Jake asked, scratching the cat under his chin.

“An adoption application for our friend!” You cooed, scratching his ears.

“We’re adopting him?! Holy shit buddy, we’re adopting you!!” Your heart flutters at his use of ‘we’. You quickly finish filling out the application and take it back up to Lydia. She’s known you forever so she approves it immediately. You and Jake decide to leave Cookies there long enough to run to a pet store and get everything he needs and then take him home, not wanting to stress him out further by making him go into the pet store or wait in the car.

Jake goes above and beyond your expectations, helping you pick out every single necessity and even insisting on some additional things like fancy treats, toys, a brush for grooming, and a super expensive plush cat bed that you thought looked softer than your own bed. “What color collar should we put on him?” You ask, fingers laced with Jake’s.

He thinks for a moment before answering,“Red. Like my guitar. We can match.” He grins, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead before reaching for the one he wanted. He also insists on paying for all of it, claiming that “it’s the least he can do since you paid the adoption fee”.

“Jacob, this is too much!” You plead with him to at least let you split the cost. He just shakes his head.

“Is not. It’s everything he needs. If you really want to… ‘make it up to me’, lover, I’m sure we can come up with something.” He whispers the last part in your ear, bringing goosebumps to your skin.

“You’re an idiot. Let’s go get this cat before he tries to hitchhike out of there.”

After making your way through the checkout line and loading everything in the car, you and Jake are heading back to the cafe to pick Cookies up. The baristas closing up shop all told him a teary-eyed goodbye, making you promise you’d bring him in to visit from time to time.

As soon as you let the tuxedo cat out of the carrier he darted off towards your bedroom and disappeared, presumably under the bed. “Let’s get everything set up for the tiny freeloader, then.” Jake says with a big grin.

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You thought you couldn’t possibly love Jake any more than you already did, but watching Cookies come up to Jake chirping for attention the first time he’d come back over after Cookies came home, you felt it grow that much stronger. “There he is, my tiny freeloader! What did you do today?” He cooed at the cat, waiting for him to meow in response. “You watched birds through the window? Did your mother help you look at job listings?” You laugh seeing Jake talk both to and for the cat.

“She didn’t?” He fakes a dramatic gasp. “Well I’ll have to talk to her about that.”

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The closer it got to time for Jake and his brothers to depart for their upcoming leg of tour, the more anxious you could feel him get. You had been trying everything you could possibly think of to reassure him, and you were confident that he knew you loved him and didn’t want anyone else, but he was anxious and upset about having to spend so much time away from you and Cookies. He’d actually begged you both to come on the road with him so you didn’t have to be apart.

“Baby, I love you so much, and Cookies does too! We’re gonna miss you too, more than I can even explain, but you’ll be back home with us before you know it.” You noticed just after Jake did that you’d referred to your home as Jake’s home.

“Home? When I’m with you I am home. Please come with me, angel. I need you there.” He begs, big brown eyes pleading with your own.

“Jake, I still have to do my job, ya know? What would your brothers say if they saw me leaving the bar with the creepiest looking guy in there?”

He thinks for a moment. “We could tell them. What you are. I know it sounds crazy, but they already love you. They’d be shocked at first but I know they could handle it.”

“I don’t know, Jake, you’re the only person I’ve ever told this to. You want all your brothers to know, and you want to bring a demon and a cat on tour with you? I also have an actual job at the bookstore.” You’re torn. Of course you’d love to pack up and explore the world with Jake, but there were things that came along with that, that you weren’t sure he’d thought of.

“Your boss at the bookstore is in love with you, he’d pay you to sit on your ass here all day if you asked. The guys will love having you around. And Cookies wants to go, look at him!! He’s been cooped up at the cafe for so long, he deserves to see the world with us. Please, y/n?” As if you could deny him anything when he begged like that.

“For the record, I think this is a terrible idea. But I trust you and I’d go anywhere with you, Jake.” You give in, like you’d both probably known you would all along. Looking into his big brown eyes you knew you’d give him anything.

Tags: @jake-whatthefisgoingon-kiszka ,@gracev0609 I can’t thank you enough for all your help and reviewing everything I write!! @clairesjointshurt

[warcats-cat]

*materializes into existence*

Hey, my wonderful moot :D

(if this is a duplicate, ignore it; wifi is picky, so idk if it sent already or nah)

I heard you felt lonely, so I got summoned cause I am your MOOT and I care goddamnit. All the affections for you (/p).

I saw ya like FNAF (specifically Sun & Moon's lines in Help Wanted 2), so: what was your fav lines from the Daycare Jesters? I call them that cause, ya know, the sillies.

Also: I don't remember well, but I think you also like Sanders Sides (correct me if I'm wrong). If ya do, have you seen the newest Asides? If so, I wanna hear about your fav parts. The funnies, the 'lore' (angst) parts, any sort of theories, or even just gushing about your fav pairings or characters.

Infodump about whatever!! I love hearing ya thoughts on things and such <3

Lastly: moths. I fuckin love moths. And tardigrades. And spiders and beetles and- okay, so I just really love bugs and insects.

✨moths✨

Anyway, have a good day and hope this helps the loneliness not be so lonely :D

Hewwo Oatmeal Friend! I love you too 💜💜

I have to say my favorite lines are the new lines for Sun's arts and crafts section because they're straight up hilarious. "I should turn the lights off myself" killed me. Someone please give this robot some Prozac and a teddy bear.

My interest in FNAF Sun/Moon is kinda the fault of Bamsara (who I won't tag because I'm not cool enough to interact with them) who has a fanfic called Solar Lunacy which is *chefs kiss* really fulfills my shameless need for x Reader content 💜 ((seriously if I could find familial TS Patton x Reader content I would print it out and hang it on my wall))

Yes the robojesters are very silly and I have to say I'm seeing the FNAF fandom leaning on the head canon that they may have not originally been child-care robots, but on-stage actors, and we're just given child-care programming later which makes me 👀 I love them being doting kiddo caretakers but also the idea of a dedicated thespian being throwing into a pile of wailing children and told to figure it out is absolutely hilarious to me.

Also yes!! I love me some Sanders Sides!! Love my boys. No one is surprised but Patton's bit with the tinier and tinier boxes absolutely was my favorite part. My parents did that when I was like ten and it started off with this GIANT box and I think there were at least six I had to go through before I found a plush of Snoopy and tickets to go to Camp Snoopy at Knott's Farm (forever salty that it was bought by Nickelodeon). I still have that plushy somewhere in my room 💜 and entire book of pressed pennies from Camp Snoopy.

Anyway I actually genuinely enjoyed the new Asides! I miss so much the original format of videos that were one-off and shorter, the conflict being self-contained and generally light hearted. And the interaction between Logan and Virgil was so adorable 💜

Tell me about moths 👀 I love moths and butterflies and BEES😍 (I'm lame, my favorites are the Lunar moth and the Rosey Maple moth. My fairy-sona's outfit is themed to a crossover of the two, though it was more lunar moth like when I first put it together. It's evolved a lot over the years.) Spiders and I have a love-hate relationship rn; the fuzzy ones make me want to cry (pos) and the spindly ones make me want to cry (neg). There's a colony of tiny spindly ladies living in my basement bathroom that I don't know how they got there and I don't know how they keep reproducing because there are no bugs down there.

I don't know what a tardigrade is .....

[arudoe]

Ok, first of all I have to say that I love your art style, it's just so comforting idk how to explain it but it's really really really nice

Also I saw your bruise wallpaper hc and you are so right, but which other hc do you have of them??

OMG ueueue thank you so much that is so sweet of you 😢😢

and also im soo glad you liked my silly hc hehe because i have so many its not normal actually

i made a post the other day with some of my hcs (this one) but i have plenty more!! so um enjoy 🦈

- they are both autistic (i infected them /j)

- my jay is transmasc ! (cole too sometimes depending on how i feel)

- they dont rly do petnames only like mean nicknames that are said with very much love and affection (like dummy stink fartface yk…)

- i feel like they do everything together like train play video game even when theyre doing separate things theyre tgt… like its always cole AND jay and never just them seperate… always team up for missions and everything… when they arent together the others will go wheres your other half haha stuff like that also they bicker all the timr and never say anything to each other but when the other isnt around they always talk so fondly about each otjer and 😭😭 it makes me wanna puke /pos

- they have very different music tastes (i hc jay listens to kpop and cole to 80s rock & new wave) and theyll always talk about how bad the others music taste is but secretly they actually like it… (jays kpop playlist got a save once and he was trying to figure out who it was and cole was like whoever it is has the worst music taste in the world) (it was cole who saved it) (also vice versa)

- they play every game and watch every show together and when one of them starts something without the other they get offended 😭😭

- speaking of watching cole cant handle anything scary at all but sometimes jay will somehow convince him to and always puts on the scariest stuff because he thinks its cute when cole jumps 😭

- jay still sleeps with his plushies so when they cuddle jay is spooning his plush and cole is spooning him and sometimes cole lays on jays chest

- they playfight and wrestle a lot and sometimes get seriously hurt while doing it

- they play dancing games tgt… like just dance and ddr

- also i think jay deffo dances to stim (totally not self projecting here) and his dance moves are always a bit silly so cole will copy them and jay is like are my making fun of me >:( and cole is like yeah maybe i am

- on the topic of stims they deffo mimic each other a whole lot in the sense theyll copy each others vocal stims and it annoys the hell out of everyone else because theyll say the same silly phrase over and over again for weeks 😭😭

- i also hc them both as chronically ill (jay is hypermobile and cole has arthritis) and sometimes after especially hard training days they will give each other back rubs/massages…

- they arealso borh very smart separately but when you put them together they become super stupid and lose all their brain cells

UMM okay this is kinda long so ill leave it here i have like a million more but id sit here forever writing them so 😭😭😭 once again im rly happy for ur question im kind of obsessed with them if u cant tell but um yea… enough yapping from me… adios..

[wndrflgrl]

@scumbag-the-hedgehog said:

[to: amy🌹]: yo you doing anything? [to: amy🌹]: cuz im not doin anything today [to: amy🌹]: so like if you wanna meet up im down ...wait shoot, she only gave him her contact information. This is just going to show up as some random unknown number to her. Okay, context, context.... [to: amy🌹]: its scourge btw [to: amy🌹]: green quills, sick jacket, yknow [to: amy🌹]: there a place near you that works?

Hearing the insistent buzzing of her cellphone, Amy paused the watering of her plants. Huh. Who could be lighting up her notifications today, she wonders?

Reaching over for the device she unlocks it and proceeds to check her messages, only to promptly drop it on plush carpet with a comical 'EEP!' — a hand goes to cover her mouth, muzzle once again burning as she recalls the events that had taken place last week. She almost managed to burry that whole interaction in the back of her mind, after going a few days of not hearing back she figured maybe he was just too put off by the hammer. Understandable, too. She couldn't blame him for that. She was ready to just put the whole thing behind her and move on.

So she's a little surprised by this. Especially when it's apparent that Scourge is expressing interest in... hanging.. out? ( is this a proposal to go out on a date???? )

The girl paces away from her phone and into the kitchenette, head in hands as she's totally started overthinking it. She paces back and forth on smooth tile for a good long several minutes, until eventually she stops and bangs both hands on the counter with a huff.

" Okay. Relax, Amy. You can do this. You can text a random guy back who hit on you last week that kinda looks a lot like Sonic but you also nearly pulverized because you were too embarrassed. You can.. do that. Because you're Amy Rose, and Amy Rose isn't afraid! "

Returning back to the cellular device, she tentatively takes a seat on her living room carpet and reunlocks the phone, pulling the messages back up. She wastes no time in saving the number as a contact, before... deep breath... responding back.

Amy🌹 is typing...

[to: Scourge]: Oh!!! Hi!! Nice to hear back from you again!! How are you doing? [to: Scourge]: And well umm, I don't really have plans today either so...

...Does she accept? Well, she gave him her number. There'd be no point in that if she didn't follow through, right?

[to: Scourge]: I'm open to it!! There's a nice little cafe here in Station Square if you wanted to meet up there? [to: Scourge]: Does like.. an hour sound okay?

[the-catmans-offical-2]

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Hello! Welcome to @the-catmans-offical-2 blog!

Primarily what I will post here is art, currently pertaining to a hyperfixation I have, as well as maybe some writings I'll do! I make music occasionally but I'm way too self conscious to post such, the music is basically only instrumentals; I don't sing, after all I can barely speak verbally without stuttering or whatnot.

Here is the art sona I use! It's just a cartoony cat stick figure that can be seen in some of my artworks; Whether it be commenting on certain things, a general doodle out of boredom, or whatever. This also has other information on it, including my birthdate and year, as well as some of the things I do. Anyway, here's the rest of the masterpost:

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Chimera Ed AU related things.

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Fanart I make for AUs I think are neat.

- #mauwat au / #mauwat

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- #modern au / #fma modern au

FMA Modern AU related things.

- #homunculus swap au

Homunculus Swap AU related things.

- #plush al au

Plush Alphonse AU related things.

- #ed ed n ed au / #ed ed n ed

AU with Ed's from all over the series' (brotherhood, manga, 03, the various games, plushes, etc.) interacting. Chaos.

- #sonic au

AU with fma characters as Sonic characters! ; As in like, mobians, humans, robots, etc.

- #wrath lives au

AU where Wrath survives the events of Conqueror Of Shamballa, but not unscathed.

- #wrathed au

AU where Ed and Wrath share a body, Greedling style, as a consequence of the last ep of FMA 2003!

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- Wrath (Fullmetal Alchemist 2003 - Conqueror of Shamballa)

- Fullmetal Alchemist (2003 and Conqueror of Shamballa.)

- Radiatology, chemical warfare, psychological research and unethical experiments, self sustaining studies, and other things in those scientific topics.

- Art as a whole, currently into tattoo work (got tattoo shit, let's goo) and digital art but I try to dabble in everything I can.

- Alternative universes in the sense of media.

- Fear & Hunger.

- The Promised Neverland.

- Dr. STONE.

- Pokémon.

- Sally Face.

- Franbow.

- Little Misfortune.

- Happy Wheels.

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- A lot of my art is based on my own headcanons (HCs), but I'm welcome to listening about other HCs that I can adopt into my works!

- Everyone who follows me, and is chill, are buddies of mine. So you're all my buddies! :)

- This is a safe space for most people, so if you need a place to vent to me by all means PM/DM me or talk to me via my Discord! ( @the.catman.giovi.offical ) ; You can also contact me for other reasons! Whether it be just to talk and hang out, discuss random shit from my blog, or just whatever.

- My timezone is EST, however I'm up at odd hours (Typically from 10 AM EST to 4 AM EST, but this can vary.)

- Ask me questions or just talk to me through my Ask box and I'll most likely answer! I'm bored, talking to me will keep me a busy man.

- Commissions will be opened soon! I will edit this post once I get it all in order. I do take simple requests, like lil doodles, for free; But I can turn it down if I don't wanna.

- This blog is multifandom! I talk about random shit sometimes.

- @The_Catmans_Offical on AO3!

- @catmans-offical.bsky.social on Bluesky!

- @catman.giovi on Tiktok!

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And that's that, have fun with my blog! :)

[seven-thewanderer]

I realize now I forgot to give some updates about other characters of my Strayed! AU…

Like firstly (what I think is probably most important): Moon isn’t there for a good amount of the AU

After what went on with New Moon/Nexus, I didn’t really want to have New Moon (despite how much I liked them at the start), but I also wanted to have OG Moon (because of how silly they kinda are), but I didn’t want to go the Nexus route to get OG Moon back…

So I kinda just put Moon in a coma? So yeah in my AU once Moon & KC separate, Moon’s just in a coma from then until basically a year later, as Moon’s body basically shut down, and Monty’s trying to help, but things keep being thrown at him so he can’t do much to help, and eventually they just decide to make him a new body, transfer his code there, and it worked eventually! Like… probably 3 days later XD (which is then why he has his hunger)

Second thing: There is no Stitchwraith (since Stitchwraiths were apparently rare, there was like only 13? And I didn’t wanna have Bloodmoon secretly working for both Brainsick and Stitchwraith somehow at the same time

Third thing: There’s probably no Puppet… cus I don’t really want canon puppet in my AU, nor can I make a puppet design, and plus she’s rare anyways :P

Fourth thing: I made a new design for Earth!!

Since the last design I wasn’t sure if it was her first-design or new-design (it’s now her first), I kinda was won over by the Chubby Earth side of the fandom, so I made this!

(she still has a bow it’s just holding her ponytail together)

But yeah this is like… her 3rd design (the new body after figuring out the Creator’s a jerk) (she probably asks Monty to help with it - since I’m pretty sure they’d already be dating at this point - and it’s not like she could ask Solar, who doesn’t exist here, or Moon, who is in a coma and she doesn’t know well yet)

But yeah her second body (made by the Creator) probably is thinner like the canon one (cus that’s probably what the Creator wanted, but she herself didn’t exactly want that but was like ‘oh well, Father knows best :3’)

Fourthly: Frank (Forkface) - still needs a new name btw - may actually exist in my AU, since Frank (canon) found out there was a small amount of Negativity Embodiments like himself, so imma still have one :3 I may also make Francis & Fran too!! (im not sure what to do for them, but Francis may embody a Dog Plushie, idk for Fran yet [I had this idea that she just casually found a real Chameleon body and was like ‘oh well nobody’s using this’ and embodied it, a bit of her energy leaking out of parts that would’ve been like… decayed? Idk? But I didn’t really wanna draw a dead Chameleon… cus I like chameleons… and I didn’t wanna have to search up a ref for that… so that idea’s currently scrapped for now]) (also if I do make Francis a dog plush, he would squeak a lot, in replacement probably of his sniffles)

Finally (Fifthly): The Creator’s not a brain.

…but idk what he would be instead XD (but the Nice Creator - Sven I think - said a Brain Creator was new/rare, and most were robots - except for him since he was human - but I wanna do something else)

But ye I think that’s everything? Idk I have to leave it here anyways it’s a Sunday

[Not an Edit but quick addition I almost forgot: because of the whole FNAF Canon lore discovery with the Crying Child possibly being named Cassidy, I am using that for the CC in my Strayed!AU cus y’all are not getting me to name him Evan. E v e r.]