#please be nice to me

[girl-in-a-mask-3]

"Excuse me, but can you help me?"

You look up from the gentle whirring of your sewing machine, putting a pause on your work to answer your new customer. "I will certainly try, what can I... help you... with...?"

You are thrown off when you are greeted by a person with inhumanity rounded cheeks, prominent front teeth and bunny ears, but do your best to retain your polite customer service smile.

The bunny person fidgets but isn't deterred. "Yes, well as you can see I've gone through a growth spurt of sorts, and I would like help modifying my trousers," they place a small black bundle of a few pairs of folded pants. The bunny person then turns their hips in your direction, revealing a three inch, fluffy bunny tail, poking through a homemade tear in their jeans. Or maybe the hole was there before the transformation and they simply came in handy.

"You see, the tail is new and it's terribly uncomfortable when I keep it pressed inside my clothes. It even throws off my balance!" They chuckle a little nervously, clearly feeling insecure about this.

You smile more genuinely now. "I certainly can help you with this, it should be simple enough, though I would like to take your measurements so that I can make it as comfortable for you as they were before modification," you stand and offer to take them to the private room, separated by a thick curtain and safe from unwanted stares. The bunny person relaxes a little and follows.

Apparently tails aren't as low on a person as you thought, being more centered on the lower back just at the hips. You offer to adjust some of their long shirts as well which they happily agree to once the pants are fixed.

All in all the encounter lasted less than an hour, and as far as needle work goes, one of the easiest jobs that day. You go home that night thinking about tails and claws.

Over the next few days it becomes clear that the bunny person you helped that day has been recommending your modest shop to everyone that will listen. More and more animal people come into your shop and you have to get creative to solve increasingly unique problems.

A dragon person needed a new way to work the buttons on their clothes without tearing new holes with their claws.

A bird person needed shirts that could accommodate wings sprouting from their back.

A bat person also needed help with their wings but they grow from their arms, making normal sleeves impossible.

Pants needed modification for digigrade knees, collars of shirts adjusted for gills, dresses changed for extra limbs, and suits tailored for new body curves.

In a matter of months, you see less and less "human" customers, becoming a sort of sanctuary for anyone fuzzy, feathered, or scaley. Your shop grows bigger than you ever expected when you opened.

Your family calls you a furry. They might be right.

Magic has returned to the world, and people all over the world have reported transforming into magical creatures. You are the owner of a tailoring business, and you have since gained an influx of new customers who need help modifying their clothes to fit their new bodies.

[mousegirlheart]

it's tummy tuesday! you know what that means!

feeding her cheese and bellyrubs!

please....

[civetside]

HEY this looks pretty messy but i read gideon the ninth a few days ago and im not normal anymore so i wanted to draw them, and my copy of harrow the ninth is still gonna take a day or 2 to get to my house so i am completely inconsolable, DONT TELL ME ANY SPOILERS OR ILL PISS A BRICK AND CRY

[ohmiina]

lil biana drawing!! please be nice to me i haven’t drawn digitally since like 2019😭 also this was drawn on my phone with my finger..

[theartsharki]

Made art to go with my fic "Sewn Into Each Other’s Fate" by me, @theartsharki . You know, your good pal Sharki! I will say I don’t think I am the best at writing but one silly short fic just for fun ain’t so bad? Enjoy the art more than my writing please.

[candycassowary]

Look at my lawyer Dawgggggg I’m going to jail 😭😵‍💫😫🤯

[babyshoesnerdshit]

night shift

CW cursing, child neglect, sexual harassment, misgendering, drunk person (although not very well written lol), general violence, slight infantilization

idk i wanted to try my hand at writing some shitty platonic yandere batfam x transmasc reader (its self indulgence bby)

Hunger pained (y/n)'s stomach. Stupid cheapskate convenience store didn't give employee discounts though so he had to wait until he got home to eat anything, if there was even anything to eat that wasn't spoiled. (y/n) would have just stolen something to eat from the store (he didn't give a shit about their profit) but the security camera mocking him in the corner kept him from it. And with his phone almost dead (y/n) had nothing to do but stair at the wall and listen to the shitty radio station the store played.

(y/n) hated the night shift, it almost guarantied he would have to deal with more crackheads and drunks than his coworkers. Regardless of his feelings about the night shift it paid the most (even though that was still barely minimum wage), and he really needed the money. Even though (y/n) still lived with his mother (and technically father but he was hardy ever around), his parents had stopped taking care of him a long time ago. So (y/n) was the one to take care of himself. Sometimes he had to take care of his mother too, reminding her to eat or sleep. The bells on the door jangled, shaking (y/n) from his train of thought. Ah yes, the other type of Gotham crazies. Vigilantes.

"Hey kid."

"I'm not a kid." for some reason the batclan had decided that the 5th avenue convenience store was the best place for mid-patrol snacks.

"Ah yes, the old and wise 18 year old. My bad." Red Hood had a thick layer of sarcasm in his mechanical voice. (y/n) couldn't see his face from behind his helmet but was entirely sure he had the stupidest smirk underneath. (y/n) simply rolled his eyes (fighting back a smile) as hood moved about the store grabbing a random assortment of food and drinks. As hood was filling his arms the bell sounded again, this time it was a middle-aged man. (y/n) could smell the alcohol on him from the register. The man looked around, stopping as he saw (y/n).

"Welll helllooo~" the man had started leaning on the counter of the register. "Yoou're a fine slut, i could show you a reeall goOod time~" He smelled even worse up close. (y/n) sent a panicked glance over to Red Hood who had dropped his things and was now walking aggressively towards the man. "Wha you ignorin me BITCH!" the man lifted his arm to strike. (y/n) flinched, lifting his arms to cover his face.

"Leave. Him. Alone." Hood's voice was dark and low. His grip on the man's arm was painful if the man's face was any indicator.

"H-hey Mr. Red Hood. me and the lil' lady were just havin a niice talk." The man had lost any confidences and aggression he once had in fount of the crime lord. "She wuz jus bein a bitch, you understaannd right?" he sniveled. A sickening crunch was heard from the mans arm where Red Hood's grip tightened. The man started convulsing with pain and screaming. (y/n) felt sick.

"I'm going to deal with this trash. I'll be right back." Hood dragged the man out of the store, bells jingling behind him. It was moments like this where (y/n) remembered just how dangerous Red Hood actually was. Living in Gotham, (y/n) had gotten unfortunately used to getting catcalled and harassed, but he could never stop the shaking of his hands and the sinking feeling in his stomach that came with it.

Moments later the bells sounded again, (y/n) couldn't help but jump slightly. It was Red Hood.

"Sorry about that kid." hood picked up the food he had dropped earlier and set it on the counter.

"Ah, it's ok." (y/n) hated how small he sounded. Taking a breath he started to scan the things hood had picked out and tried to steady himself. "It's Gotham, shit like that happens all the time."

"That doesn't make it ok." Hood sounded softer than before. (y/n) felt anger crawl up his throat, the bats always treated him like a kid. Even Robin! And he was, like, 12!

"That'll be $29.47, you want a bag?" (y/n) tried not to show his anger. As upset as he might have been, Hood did just save him from an icky situation.

"Nah." Hood picked up half of what he bought with one arm as he flipped a 50 onto the counter. "Keep the change." He started to leave.

"Hood, you're forgetting half your shit." He had left a large banana nut muffin, a pack of gummy sharks, a chocolate milk, and a packet of pizza flavored combos.

"They're for you kid, you look starving." He was out the door before (y/n) could protest.

(y/n) sighed with a light smile, well at least he wouldn't be hungry for the rest of his shift.

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Jason was fucking livid. This god damn BASTARD! Who the fuck did he think he was, harassing his little brother. Raising his FILTHY had at him. Jason was seething.

"RR" Jason turned his comm on.

"Jonathan Davis, 54, 237 Maple Street, apartment 122, married to Eliza Davis, daughter is Maria Davis, place of work 57 West End Road." Tim already knew, he was watching it from the security camera back at the cave.

"I only spared him so that you could make his life something worse than death." Jason staired down at the beaten and bruised body of the man.

"Don't worry. It will be." Tim's voice was cold and calculated. No doubt already planning all the ways this man would watch his life fall apart.

Jason leaned down to the barely conscious man, "If you DARE go fucking near him again, I'll leave your head for your wife and daughter to find in your fridge." the man simply looked at him with fear. Jason grabs him by the scalp, "Do you understand?" his tone was dark, made even more intimidating by the mechanical modulator.

"Y-yes! I understand! I understand!" the man cried.

"Good." Jason shoved his head back into the filthy ground of the alleyway. 'right where trash belongs' Jason thought to himself.

[miskiart]

The shiny new Winter Amaro Coffee and pin have dropped!☕✨

I think the crystalline look on this came out really well :>

(It is not holo, BUT I WISH)

The pin has rainbow metal! Like rocks, each one is a little different 💙

[garaks-huge-naturals]

i feel like often it is not that there is no platonic explanation for this, but more in the context of cinematic language, friendships are not framed like this.

[honeymoon-in-aeor]

We are all aware that whatever happens, whatever crisis of morality the Prime Deities have or don't have, Aeor will fall by the end of the next episode.

I personally believe that the Prime Deities will actively make the choice to destroy the city, as much as it might hurt them to do so. Why, exactly, do I think that?

The very thing that broke this family of gods apart was that Primes got attached to the mortals that the Betrayers wanted to destroy, enough for the Primes to fight for the mortals and lock the Betrayers away so tightly that they could not even grant their worshippers magic. The way the Betrayers see it, the Primes chose these paper dolls, these bad first drafts, over their own siblings.

Maybe the majority of Aeor wants all of them dead. But Archmage Previn and some other mages, according to her, do not want to kill the Primes. Only the Betrayers and the Primordials.

I'm certain the fear that mortals would turn such a weapon on them and use it as soon as they do something that mortals dislike is there.

But what better opportunity for the Primes to show the Betrayers that as much as they fight, as much as they disagree, as much as they hurt each other, they will not let anyone turn their siblings into nothing?

What better opportunity for the Primes, just this once, to choose their siblings over mortals?

[mydadleft471]

Hey Messmer lovers, how we doin'? ;D

Sorry in advance about the shit job I did with cropping this lmao

Debating on posting the full thing, but I had so much fun writing for this sad boi

ALSO please be kind to me I haven't written in MONTHS and I've never done a fanfic or written in ye olde English soooo

Edit: I finished it and it’s up on my blog if you wanna look 👀

[40cleverways]

Some MarioLore Sketches. Designs belong to @lovebunnycosplay

[spoiledskullz]

Ewww cooties day 💜❤💌💝💘

[vermin-teeth]

Why do people give Gandalf such plump tits like

That bitch is like 1000 years old those thangs are wrinkly

[milezperprower]

FINALLY. a reference for this cretin.

okay so I’ll probably adjust some of the colors slightly when I make a full crew line up (that’s gonna take a while) but this is pretty solid! please be patient with me

[basiatlu]

Day 29: Pollen (Part 2 Preview)

Harry: now with Draco’s ‘undivided’ attention, feasting, and devoting to a much more pleasant bud of sorts.

Click the link to check out the full drawing for today’s prompt! Rated E for ‘everyone over the age of 18’ obviously