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By Such A Little Taste

Sylus x fem!Reader

This got so far away from me ngl One minute you're staring at Sylus's hands while he plays the claw machine, the next you're writing 4k words about those hands

Title from "Hooked (Addicted You Might Say)" by Eleisha Eagle

NSFW, smut below the cut

Warnings: smut, fingering, cunnilingus, cumming untouched, hand/finger kink, marking, biting, kissing, teasing, dacryphilia/crying, swearing, praise kink, choking, breathplay, pet names, nipple play, embarrassment, shyness

Word Count: 4,085 (Y'ALL 😭)

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“Which one do you want me to get?”

You look through the glass of the arcade machine. The attendees always make sure to keep it clean from any kids leaving sticky fingerprints on it, so every plushie is on full display. A red fox with a little wintery cape, a hermit crab with an ice cream cone on its back, and a cockatiel with bright red cheeks. You just love looking at them all.

“Do you think you can get the Cone Crab?” You point to it through the glass, without touching of course. “I don’t think I have it yet.”

Sylus smiles down at you. “Whatever you want, sweetie.”

He inserts the token smoothly, pressing it into the slot with his thumb. You cozy up to his side like you always do, holding his elbow while trying not to restrict his movements. His hand rests lazily on the joystick, fingers relaxed as he adjusts the claw. His fingers occasionally tap thoughtfully against the red top, trying to decide the best plan of attack to get the plushie you so desperately want.

Though, now that you’re here, the plushie is the last thing on your mind.

You’ve always known that Sylus has nice hands. They’re huge, easily dwarfing yours every time you hold them. Sometimes, you even hold onto just a few of his fingers or his pinky, just so your hand doesn’t get too tired. He loves it, too. He loves when you’re curled up into him, playing with his hand, comparing the sizes.

Tonight, though, those thoughts go a little bit further. You think about the way it effortlessly curled around your neck in the photobooth earlier tonight. How his fingers traced along your back when the crowd at the mall got a little too dense for your liking. The way they showed no mercy to Wanderers, yet tenderly bandaged your wounds.

You’re shaken out of your thoughts when his elbow gently nudges you. “What’s on your mind, kitten?”

Your cheeks burn red hot, as if he could possibly ever know what you were just thinking about. You scoff. “Nothing.”

“Oh? Is that so?” He leans down to whisper by your ear. You can hear the satisfied smirk in his voice as he says, “Then, why aren’t you claiming the prize?”

Claiming the- Oh. You jolt away from him, blush creeping up to your ears as you reach down and push open the flap to grab the Cone Crab. You hug it to your chest and determinedly avoid meeting his eyes. You nod into the machine again. “Okay, what about a Snowy Fox? The one I have is getting a little lonely.”

He chuckles and wraps his arm around your shoulder to draw you back into his side. “Of course. Try to pay attention this time, sweetie,” he purrs the pet name.

You can feel his muscles shift as he wraps his arm around your shoulders to hold the joystick once more. It’s hardly an issue with how tall he is, but you can tell he’s drawing you in closer than necessary… That being said, you don’t move. No, you just bite the inside of your cheek and stare down the claw like you have a vendetta against it.

It shifts along the top, honing in on a Snowy Fox plushie that sits off to the side. Thankfully, it’s not right up against the wall, or else he wouldn’t even have a chance of getting one without using his Evol. He hums, the sound deep and resonating within his chest right by your head, as he presses the button. The claw descends, loosely “grabs” at the fox’s head, and drops nothing but air into the chute.

Unfortunately, the proximity draws your eyes right back to his hand.

You really try not to keep staring. Really, you try. But it’s a useless attempt at best and woefully futile at worst when he chuckles, staring down at you with that knowing glimmer in his eye after he catches you staring at the prominent veins that run through his hand.

He shifts his hand back so his fingers curl sinfully around the red top as he pushes it forward to hover back over the Snowy Fox he missed just seconds ago. Your breath hitches in your throat as his lips graze the curve of your ear. “I see where your mind is tonight,” he muses.

You exhale sharply through your nose. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Instead of responding, he lifts his hand off the top of the joystick until just his fingers, long and practiced, trail along the front as he shifts the crane back a touch. His thumb, coming around the side, shifts it to the left.

“Remember to breathe.”

You jab your elbow into his ribs. He chuckles, standing up straight as he presses the button. The claw comes right down over the fox and finally gets a good grasp on the plushie. You watch it get carried through the air and to the chute. He releases you so you can retrieve it, clutching it to your chest with the crab.

“Would you like a turn now, sweetie?”

You narrow your eyes up at him. He’s planning something, you just know it. But it couldn’t be worse than watching his hands at work. You shove the plushies into his chest. He takes them and steps back. You definitely do not notice, at all, how both plushies fit in just one of his hands.

He slips another token into the slot, arm brushing against yours teasingly. You don’t react. The bear has been poked plenty, you don’t need to rile him up any further.

Eyes on the prize, the Golden Throat, you move the claw so it hovers just over the bird. Mephisto would surely love to play with it. (Even if playing with it meant ripping it to shreds.) The thought eases the tension in your shoulders. With a few minor adjustments, you press the button. And… nothing. The cockatiel falls over onto its side, staring forlornly up at you.

“Would you like some help, sweetie? Remember, you’ve only got one shot left.” He brings his hand around, golden token shining in the dancing lights of the machine as he slips it between his fingers. He holds it up with his thumb, pressing the coin face into the side of his index finger. It’s so small in his hands.

“No, I can do it.” You take the coin from him and jam it into the slot. Your face is scrunched up with concentration as you realign the crane.

You take a little longer than usual to line it up. A warm hand covers yours, engulfing it as his fingers curl overtop yours. “You’re so close, kitten,” he muses. The double entendre isn’t lost on you. “Just a little…” His index slides between two of your fingers, pushing them aside until it nestles at the crook. You feel your face burning again. “There.”

You push the button, too dazed to even check his work. His breath fans across the back of your neck. If the arcade was crowded today, you’re sure you would have been kicked out by now. The winning jingle sounds with a flash of lights.

“Good girl.”

And that’s what breaks you.

You practically push him away so you can grab the toy, not even taking the chance to cradle or admire it like usual. You shove it into his arm while he laughs, taking his free hand to drag him out of the mall as fast as possible.

He’s even worse in the car ride home. One of his hands is on the steering wheel, calmly turning it with just the flat of his hand around corners, or running his thumb in circles over the hardened leather all too knowingly. His other is on your thigh, between your legs, almost but not quite where you need him right now. It takes all your willpower not to guide him there yourself in the middle of traffic.

Once you’ve passed the border into the N109 Zone and he’s recklessly speeding up now that there are no laws to stop him, he squeezes the fat of your thigh. “You’re being so patient, kitten. Just a little further.”

Your sigh comes out shaky and impatient. “You’re still an asshole.”

Sylus just smirks.

You thank your lucky stars that Luke and Kieran are nowhere to be seen when you get to the mansion. The plushies all haphazardly lay on their sides in the back seat. You can’t think to feel bad for them, can’t think about anything else but the need pulsing between your legs, as you grab his hand and drag him inside.

Once you’re past the threshold, he’s lifting you up in one arm, cradling you to his chest. You squeal at the sudden shift in perspective, before wrapping your arms around his shoulders and burying your face in his neck. His other hand holds your thigh, fingertips digging lightly into the plump flesh, thumb stroking just under the hem of your dress. You kiss behind his ear, along his jaw, bite at his pulse. He nips at the helix of your ear playfully.

As soon as you’re in his room, you’re being laid out on the bed, his hand cradling your neck so you don’t land too harshly. His knees cage your hips as he supports himself over you with one hand. Warm lips slot over yours. His free hand slides under your dress, slowly working it up your body. His touch feels heavenly, igniting every nerve that was already burning on the way here.

The kiss is languid, remaining so no matter how much you try to deepen it. His wicked grin taunts you. “What happened to all that patience you had earlier?” he teases. You bite his lower lip. He hisses at the sting, moving down to bite just under your jaw. “Behave,” he warns. “I’ll take care of you.”

He sits up to fully remove your dress. You’re a vision that would be coveted by the Romans who would think you a goddess of the highest renown. Your chest rising and falling, already panting with desperate need. Your eyes staring into his, begging for more, more, more. Your hands reaching out to grab the hem of his red sweater. He grabs them, securing both wrists in just one of his hands to pin them above your head. He tsks with a grin.

“Not yet, darling. I need to make sure I fulfill all your fantasies from earlier, first.” Your face heats up. You have to look away, turning your head to hide your embarrassment against your arm.

He releases your hands, his own sliding down and reaching under you to undo the pretty lace bra you’d bought for yourself with his black card. He’d teased you about trying it on for him when you got back, having seen the purchase on his phone. It very quickly became one of his favorites. He drops it off the side of the bed with your dress, but leaves your panties on, even as you buck up against his hips.

“Patience, remember?”

You groan pathetically. “Please, Sy,” you beg. “Just touch me, please.”

“I was already planning on it, sweetie.”

He leans down over your body again, keeping himself up by his knees as he trails open mouth kisses along your neck. His hands mirror each other, running down the sides of your ribcage, down to your stomach and back, until they reach your breasts. His mouth seeks out your nipple, sucking, licking, savoring the soft flesh against his tongue. You gasp when his teeth nip at the hardened bud, back arching to press your chest further against his mouth.

A beautiful coating of saliva shines on your breast when he pulls away. It becomes lubricant for his thumb as he rubs slow, teasing circles along your areola, pushing his spit around like paint on a canvas before it finally brushes over your nipple. His other hand guides your neglected tit into his mouth, squeezing rough enough to leave marks as he takes his sweet time tending to you.

His red sweater rubs against your overheated bare skin. The soft fibers scrape over your stomach, tickling you and making your body flinch away on instinct. His pants are no better, acting as a solid barrier between your aching heat and the bulge pressing against you. You try to cant your hips up again, trying to get the friction you need, but his hand lets go of your breast to hold you firmly against the mattress.

Your nipple is released from his mouth with a wet pop, covered in saliva and red markings. His lips find your pulse, leaving gentler kisses over the artery. “I wonder what you were thinking about,” he muses, voice rough with lust. He can feel your heart racing against his lips. He’s tempted to bite down like the vampire from his story, but he settles for sucking a mark into the unmarred skin instead. It sends shivers down your spine and goosebumps up your arms, still staying obediently above your head. “Watching my hands… What did you picture, sweetheart?”

The thoughts come rushing in all at once. The beautifully prominent veins on his hand. The way his fingers curled around the joystick. The sinful way he teased your fingers apart while helping you…

The whimper comes utterly unbidden when his fingers trail from your hip to dance across the top of your panties. “Talk to me,” he encourages in a low purr. His fingers curl under the elastic band, slowly teasing one side off of your hip. “What were you thinking of?”

Your face is burning red hot with embarrassment and desire. You always struggle with speaking like this, when he asks you something so simple but so sinful. But you know that he’ll reward you so nicely if you speak up. It’s a dangerous motivator sometimes. “A-At the photobooth, when you wrapped your hand around my neck,” you stutter out.

His eyebrow quirks up with a smirk to match. “Do you like having my hand around your throat, sweetheart?” He lifts his head from your neck, watching as his hand trails from your panties, along your body, over your collarbones to your neck. The way your body twitches with every light brush is addicting. “Do you like knowing…” His palm rests over your trachea, fingers curling around the sides of your neck. “... just how easy it would be for me to… choke you?” He squeezes his fingers lightly for emphasis. He feels when you swallow, throat bobbing against his palm.

You nod slightly, biting your lip to fight back the noises he so easily draws from you. Even still, small whimpers emanate from your throat.

His index finger shifts up to rest along your jaw. He turns your head to the side slightly, taking notice of how your eyes flutter shut under his control.

“Oh, does this kitten like to be controlled? Should I get her a lovely little collar?”

The thought alone draws a mewling whine from deep within you. He chuckles, tilting your head back in place with his thumb as he leans down to capture your mouth. He pulls your lip from your teeth, sucking on it until it's beautifully swollen before he kisses you properly. His tongue delves into you, licking into your pliant mouth with deceptive sweetness as he tightens his hold again. He growls when he hears the hitch in your breath.

“Good girl,” he whispers, releasing the pressure and rubbing his fingers soothingly along the sides of your neck. “What else were you thinking of, hm?”

His red eyes bore into you so calmly, so naturally. It’s hard to keep looking at him, especially as you fight to answer his question. “How big they are,” you admit.

He smiles. It’s such an innocent remark. He knows how big they are compared to yours, how much you love laying your hand over his just to remind yourself. He leaves his hand on your throat, raising the other one to brush his knuckles along your arm as he seeks out your hand. You curl your fingers between his almost instantly, holding onto him like a lifeline. He turns them over to bring your hand to his lips, kissing the knuckles tenderly. “What else?”

You whine, closing your eyes to hide from his stare. “Please don’t make me say it,” you beg.

“Why not?” You don’t answer his question. “Hmm. Shall I guess, then?”

He disentangles from your hand after one last kiss, bringing it to rest in his hair. You dig your hand into the soft locks immediately, like it’s second nature. He kisses your lips softly. The feeling lingers even as he trails kisses down your body once again. Down your neck, over your sternum, taking one detour to bite at your tits. His hand follows in his wake, massaging and caressing your skin.

He shifts to be kneeling between your legs, resting them over his thighs as he reaches your navel. His hand passes him, however, pulling your panties down your other hip. “Am I warm?” His hot breath fans over your stomach, making you shiver. His lips brush sinfully over the edge of the elastic band. His eyes meet yours again.

You nod. His thumb caresses your jaw, a silent praise for answering him. You lift your hips experimentally, worried he’ll push them down again, but his hand slips under you instead, dragging down the fabric over your ass. As more skin is revealed, his kisses get lower. You tug at his hair, trying to push him closer. “Sy, please…”

He hums, tilting his head to rest his cheek against your hip. “Hm? What is it, sweetheart? Do you feel like telling me what you were thinking of now?”

You halfheartedly glare at him. “You’re such a bastard.”

He chuckles. “I know.”

His hand glides smoothly over your ass, fingers guiding your panties further down your thighs. Before you can be fully uncovered, he leans down between your legs to kiss your cunt through the soaked fabric of your panties. You gasp sharply, opening wider for him. He makes sure you’re watching when he gathers the material in his teeth and drags them down. You hope you never forget that sight.

He sits back to remove the final piece of your attire, slipping off your heels in the process. You wish you could sit up and tear his clothes off of him, throw them to the side with reckless abandon to expose his body to you. That thought is immediately gone the second you feel his fingers finally dragging through your folds. Just like he mimicked at the arcade to your fingers, he parts your lips until he finds your clitorus.

“You’re so beautiful,” he hums, the rough edges to his voice softening. He kisses your thighs as he gathers up your slick on two of his fingers, groaning at how absolutely soaked you are. “So fucking gorgeous.”

He raises his coated fingers to your lips. You suck on them without question, moaning around them as you taste yourself, as you lick up every drop he gathered until all that remains is your saliva. He presses down on your tongue, choking you gently at the same time until you gag. He pulls his fingers out of your mouth, soothing his thumb over your bottom lip. “Good girl. Such a good fucking girl.”

Your scent fills his senses. All he can think about is how good you must taste, how you’d feel clenching around his fingers and tongue as he ravages you, your heady scent consuming his every coherent thought until he’s utterly drunk on your cum.

He can’t wait any longer.

His hands slide down your body to grasp your thighs, spreading them wider, guiding your calves over his shoulders as he dives in like he’s starving on death row and you’re his last meal. He moans as he licks a stripe up your cunt, swallowing everything you can give him and seeking more. His fingers create divots in your skin as they press down, promising bruises as they tug you closer and closer, until your head is barely on the pillows anymore.

You cry out his name through moans and gasps. Both of your hands tangle in his hair, keeping him firmly against you. He nudges his nose against your clit. Your hips jerk to ride his face and he nearly lets you. Any other night, he would have loved to flip you over so you could sit on his face, use him, ride him, until he’s suffocating in all of you. Tonight, though, he pulls his mouth from your weeping hole to suck on your clit.

It’s intense. It’s overwhelming. You’re torn between pushing him away and pulling him closer, begging him mindlessly, though you don’t know what for. One of his hands releases your thigh to take over where he left off. One long finger pushes slowly into you, easily accepted with how fucking wet you are, dripping slick down his hand. It fucks into you, curling to rub at your g-spot with a professional expertise. His second finger slides in just as easily, creating a steady rhythm that draws you closer and closer to your orgasm.

Tears slip down your cheeks, so fucking lost to the intensity of his attention to your clit. You’re so fucking close already. Air gets caught in your throat, forcing its way out through ragged moans. You can’t even get the words out to warn him. That swell of pressure builds in your abdomen too fast. Your cunt clenches harshly around his fingers, trying to draw them in deeper. Sylus’s eyes watch your face in a half-lidded haze, desperate to catch the exact moment you come undone for him.

Your thighs squeeze his head as your orgasm snaps inside you. Your head is thrown back against the pillows, fingers in a death grip in Sylus’s hair as your cum gushes out of you. He eases up on your clit when you tremble, shaking your head without conscious thought as it becomes too much. His fingers gently ease you through the afterwaves, hand drenched in your delicious slick. When your hands and your thighs relax, he pulls away.

You blearily open your eyes to watch him clean his hand with his tongue. It curls around his fingers, slides up his wrist and forearm to ensure he doesn’t lose a single drop; licks his lips as he pants for air. His eyes flicker to your cunt. Your walls clench around nothing. Your clit is swollen and sensitive to all hell. As much as he would love to go back in, clean you up with his tongue alone, he resists.

He gently lowers your legs from his shoulders, massaging your thighs to ease the lingering tension from them as he leans down to kiss you softly, sweetly. All you can taste is yourself on his lips. You comb your fingers through his hair, carefully trying to make up for any pain you may have caused. He sighs into your mouth, completely relaxed with your touch.

It’s you who pulls away first, tilting your chin up to get him to let up. He trails his kisses along your cheek instead. “You still haven’t been taken care of,” you point out.

He chuckles airily. “I assure you, I’ve been well taken care of.” You turn your head so he sees your look of confusion. He sighs as he sits back up. Sure enough, there’s a wet spot on the front of his pants that is definitely not from you. Your face burns as you look up at him.

“I… You came just from eating me out?” you gape in disbelief.

His cheeks are pink, too, despite the way he playfully shakes his head. “Don’t let it inflate your ego too much, sweetheart.”

You watch as he gets off the bed to go to the ensuite bathroom. It’s not hard to tell it’s uncomfortable being in his soiled pants, but he gets a wet cloth to take care of you first. You lay back, grinning like an idiot as he tends to the mess you’ve made. “I’m flattered.”

“Leave it alone, kitten.”

“Or what?”

“Or I’ll spend the rest of the night finding every single way I can make you cum without touching you.”

“...”

“... Promise?”

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But it’s freezing || CSN

“Let’s get ice cream,” he said suddenly, his tone light, like he hadn’t just suggested the most ridiculous thing.

I stopped walking, raising an eyebrow at him. “Ice cream? Now? It’s freezing.”

He shrugged, looking entirely too pleased with himself. “Exactly. No one’s going to be there. Plus, it’s the perfect time—ice cream doesn’t melt in the cold.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at his logic. “San, your brain is a strange, wonderful place.”

He grinned wider, taking that as my agreement. Before I could argue further, he was already pulling me by the hand toward the little ice cream shop at the corner of the street. The sign outside swayed gently in the wind, and the warm lights inside promised refuge from the icy air.

The shop was empty, just as San predicted. The owner gave us a bemused smile as we walked in, shaking snow from our coats. San ordered first, of course—something ridiculous like a triple-scoop cone. I settled for a smaller cup, shaking my head at his enthusiasm.

Outside again, the cold hit us instantly, but San didn’t seem to care. He took a huge bite of his ice cream, his cheeks turning a rosy red as he shivered.

“See?” he said through a mouthful, clearly enjoying himself. “This was a great idea.”

I watched him, trying to suppress a laugh. His nose was pink, and he looked like he was moments away from becoming an ice sculpture, but his eyes sparkled with that unmistakable San energy. He was freezing, obviously, but there was no mistaking how much fun he was having.

“You’re ridiculous,” I said, taking a small spoonful of my own ice cream. The cold bite was a strange contrast to the snowy air, but oddly enough, it tasted better this way.

“And yet, you’re still here with me,” he teased, sticking his tongue out.

I rolled my eyes, but he wasn’t wrong. Despite the chill, despite the utter absurdity of eating ice cream in the middle of winter, I couldn’t imagine being anywhere else.

We walked through the quiet town, snow crunching under our boots, laughing and shivering together as we ate. San’s cheeks stayed flushed, and I knew he’d be complaining about how cold he was later. But in that moment, he looked perfectly content, the picture of joy in the middle of the snowy day.

And honestly, so was I.

[sable-dream]

Five Tips, Tricks and Hacks For Cold Weather Therians!

It's summer (in the northern hemisphere) and I'm missing my snowy Ural mountains habitat - so I've decided to put together a list of stuff that I've been using to cope! :D

#1 Fake Snow

You can buy this pretty much everywhere online - but I've actually been using a DIY recipe! It's just baking soda + shaving foam but it gives you a nice crumbly texture and is even cool to the touch! :D This YouTube Video includes a couple of recipes that include common household ingredients!

#2 Cold Baths + Showers

These are self explanatory! As well as being refreshing, they also give you an excuse to nest in fluffy blankets afterwards - which helps if you long for your fur (even in the heat). These can be paired with bath bombs - I've done pine before to invoke forest-y feelings! DIY Bath Bomb recipe

#3 Frozen Foods

Obviously ice cream is a go-to here, but snow cones, popsicles, and ice cream sandwiches are all excellent! Ice cubes by themselves are also great in a pinch, and frozen fruit is another cheap option (stick it in the freezer overnight and boom homemade frozen snack!). 5 Minute Ice Cream Recipe Video

#4 Paint (Or Draw) A Cold Landscape

This really helps if you want to get into a more 'chill' (lol) headspace. I prefer to paint traditionally but digital art is also great! Two Bob Ross tutorials if you'd like them: Snow Fall ❆ Grey Winter

#5 Watch Videos, Movies, Or Documentaries With Cold/Snow Landscapes

If it's hot outside sometimes all you want to do is lie there and watch videos shot in places with subzero temperatures. You can find these on literally any streaming platform, and here's some youtube links for free documentaries: Frozen Worlds | Our Planet ❆ Mountains | Hostile Planet ❆ Animal Winter Wonderland | BBC Earth ❆ Canada's White Wolves | Real Wild ❆ (And a bonus Winter Ambiance)

[nilobunny]

Tempest is a quiet and kind frosmoth. Sweet as candy, she is always going out of her way to help others in need of rescue within the snowy mountains from being lost, or caught in an avalanche. She drives Dongmei crazy with her utterly sunny disposition, but finds the mountain lonesome without Tempest's presence. (Not that there isnt anyone else living on the mountain, but other ice pokemon steer clear or feign politeness out of fear of Dongmei.) Once a month or so, Tempest will travel down the mountain to the beach town to enjoy frozen treats like ice cream and snow cones, every flap of her icey wings brings a little snow following wherever she goes. She is cousins with the more coastal-dwelling Konnie, the snom.

Made for my monthly patreon! https://www.patreon.com/nilobunny

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So many great plants and fences again. And bridges for your koi pond! When I have more time, I'll make a plants and fences special with the best of :3

All the snow covered rocks and coniferes are awesome

The Clutter The cute ice cream cones and there are 3 different manhole covers. This is a pack where I can really say they did their best with everything. It's made with so much love.

And the rest of the best. I love this tree. And the bamboo fence ^^'

Taeyang Monastery, mainly built with this buydebug

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The ice type is our next type, with just nine combos.

ICE pure

Cold-blooded snake freezing its victim when it touches it.

Ice blocks that combine to create obstacles for the player.

Huge and strong Husky, used as a pack animal.

Capybara adapted to a cold region.

Small creature that likes to climb mountains without difficulty.

A cold, crystal-clear bottle that sprays out foamy liquid like soda.

Fan dancer blowing freezing fog.

Goat on top of a giant snowball that spins as it walks.

Creature covered in a huge furry coat on its body.

ICE/ROCK

Rocky spider crab with ice claws, based on an ushi-oni.

Rocky elf from a cold cave with ice spikes all over his body.

Rocky humanoid from snowy regions, appearing to be gangrenous.

Ice cream monster that has a stone cone horn.

Snow hyena breaking rocks with its strong jaws.

Troll made of stones, camouflaged in a stone mountain.

Living comet covering its body with ice as it passes through the universe.

Rocky and crystalline creature armor that defends its fragile snow body.

Triceratops with a huge ice block head.

ICE/FIGHTING

Warrior creating ice weapons for fighting.

Yak breaking ice and stone with his headbutts.

Fighter with two huge gloves made of ice blocks.

Troglodyte covered in skin and using a mammoth tusk as a club.

Yeti with very long legs for kicking.

Masked wrestling Smilodon.

Blue oni who punishes criminals with icy breaths and an ice club.

Kaiju whale that destroys huge blocks of ice.

Monster with a hooked horn made of ice.

ICE/FLYING

Hare with a sharp ice horn, flying with its long ears.

Cold vulture that eats frozen animals.

Bat with wings forming ice stalactites.

Little bird frozen in a cube, still having its wings to fly.

Marten jumping through the branches like an icy wind.

Cloud of snowflakes in the shape of an owl.

Literal snow angel, a winged spirit that brings winter snow.

Skyfish absorbing ice particles from the atmosphere.

Pterodactyl surviving the ice age and becoming a predator of cold regions.

ICE/GRASS

Musk ox with aromatic herbs for its coat.

Floral imp that lives in the North and South Poles, proliferating due to climate change.

Watermelon producing a juice that heals burns.

Acai palm with cold breath, its leaves also create a cool climate.

Wooden chalet in a taiga forest, looking like a Baba Yaga's house.

Banana that manipulates and creates ice cream, based on a banana split.

Lotus blooming on frozen lakes and gliding over the surface.

Apple that only germinates in the snow, covered by a layer of ice.

Pea pods resisting winter and protecting the seeds until spring.

ICE/STEEL

Powerful elephant seal with a metallic head, like a hammer.

Polar warrior throwing snowflakes like shurikens.

Cetitan predator, hunting with a harpoon snout.

Deep sea squid with a drill on its head to drill through glaciers.

Moose with antlers like shovels, tearing snow to open paths.

Creature forming ice blades like cutting propellers.

Winter boar having blades and pieces of metal on its back.

Warrior fighting with icy chains that have ice morning stars.

Marine animal that swims through glaciers with its bladed skate-like fin.

ICE/GROUND

"Yeti" marmot or rabbit, made of snow and earth.

Earth gnome covered in a snow beard.

Sand camel, but covered with snow.

Woolly rhinoceros preserved by permafrost.

Mole evolving into a whale-like creature that swims in the snow.

Eel or snake that appears from within the snow.

Creature that catapults balls of mud and snow.

Groundhog that woke up from hibernation and plants flowers for the beginning of spring.

Quadruped using its wide feet to walk on snow without sinking.

ICE/ELECTRIC

Pokémon throwing electrified snowballs.

Destructive hail creature that also hurls lightning.

Air conditioning-based creature, using electricity to lower the temperature.

Owlbear snowy owl that kills prey with shocks.

Ice and lightning horse that creates aurora borealis, based on wild hunt.

Snow monkey that controls electricity, with traits of the yokai nue.

Pikaclone mouse, uses its tail as a beacon to find its species in the snow.

Animal with dense fur that accumulates electricity to keep it warm.

Predatory monster using electricity to keep its victim frozen or paralyzed.

ICE/FIRE

Platypus with powers of fire and ice, alluding to its chimerical nature.

Saiga antelope blowing fire from its trunk.

Crystalline ice horn unicorn, creating parellios with it.

Hare that burns its winter white fur to a charred brown.

Monster imitating a cave with a hot fire inside.

Demon covered in ice but possessing an interior of very hot fire.

Warm petit gateau with melted ice cream on top, combining heat and cold.

Volcanic kaiju that cools down when it falls asleep, being covered in snow.

Flaming prehistoric creature that was frozen but resurrected by global warming.

THE LEGENDARY:

"Ice Queen" creature, ice/steel, made of a cold and piercing metal, creates disasters related to snow, cold and ice.

See you next time.

[miitarashi]

Prompts - 1 and 9 (part 1). 2 and 4 (part 2)

The next day,in that same long route for his house,he turned his head to you and walked by.

Not a day was missed on his part. Always passing by and taking a few minutes out of your work schedule with conversation and a few laughs, as he had made a mental note about making you smile and laugh as much as he could,and finally,after two months (and a little push from his dear friend Haddock) Tintin asked you out on a date and for the love of God you said yes.

In the moment,he just smiled and finished the talk,but as soon as he entered his apartment and closed the door,he made a little contained commemoration (maybe,just maybe a little dance dancy) even dragging snowy along.

Surprisingly,he wasn't nervous this time. He already knew you and certainly wanted to know even more,you for now was his friend,but soon enough...maybe not just it.

The big day was doing so far so good,he had planned almost nothing,leaving for the pure luck because it was aways more fun when things were like this with you two.

An old lady asked for help with her bag,out of nowhere she thought you were her grandkid,when you tried to deny she got overprotective,almost dragging you away without consent and for some reason,this ended in the police station.

Just like that. Murphy's law.

After all this problem,you and Tintin were walking on a park eating ice cream still laughing because of the crazy old lady.

"How dare she? I was bein a good person!"

"Maybe too good to the point she just thought that would be good to adopt you"

"Oh,i would be flattered,but at least ask for consent???"

You laughed again and he go along,walking with you towards a near bench to were you two sit to finish the ice cream and enjoy the calmness of the park letting snowy,who go together with you and him,run around and play with some other dogs.

"Dates with you are aways like this?"

With a rised eyebrow and a playful smirk,you commented and Tintin looked away a bit,not really embarrassed but even him wasn't believing in what happened. He did let it go by his luck,but that was unexpected.

"It shouldn't be,if i can be honest"

"Relax,i really enjoy random things like this,its aways so funny"

He looked confused at first,but was really relieved by this because now,he can share even the most crazy moments with you without worring about you not believing him.

"How much random?"

You just replied just a "mhm?" because you was finishing your ice cream. You stop to think for a moment and a silly idea got on your mind. You eat just enough of the cone of the ice cream improvising a ring and you turned your body to him who looked curious and confused at the time. You give your well knowing playful smirk,taking his hand on yours. He got a little surprised and a faint blush appeared on his cheeks,but not for too long. As soon as he connected the dots,he stare back at you chuckling and shaking his head.

"So...is this suppose to be...?"

"Yes! Do you want to marry me??"

Both of you couldn't contain the laugh. And still,he manage to answer your "lifetime" question in the same playful tone as you.

"....this is our first date-"

"Well i tried,and you lost a delicious ring"

You throw the "ring" on your mouth eating it smiling happily at this funny situation.

His eyes not daring enough to look away from you. You was funny,undestanding,patient and beautiful and-

He could go all day talking about you,poor captain Haddock know it pretty well.

He make sure to remember about your favorite things,so when he see your favorite sweet he buy it for the next time when he'll see you again,aways smiling just because all those things make he think about you and he aways discover something fascinating on every part of you,Tintin simply don't get enough.

He don't want to.

After some time,probably much more minutes than he could guess,you finally notice his fixed and soft gaze on you. A little smile formed on your lips bending your head to the left staring back at him.

Tintin feel a bit of a warm on his face as you glanced back,but again,he didn't looked away.

"What? Is there something on my face?"

Tintin only shook his head.

Reaching his hand to gently hold your face.

Caressing your cheek with his thumb,smiling as your face start to get red and he can feel it heating up on his palm.

His eyes landing on your lips for a second before his body start to bending forward. You heart was beating like crazy,the way he was treating you,approching slowly to give you time and space to back off. But you would never. You wanted this as much as him.

You get a bit closer too,resting one hand on his leg and inches away from your lips. He say in a low voice,almost a whisper, just for you to hear:

"I could look at you all day long,and still...

it wouldn't be enough"

Closing that little distance between your lips and his.

He kiss you.

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A.N: IT WAS SO FUNNY TO MAKE??? I know i know,his personality is so off in here but i swear i tried 😭. Please keep requesting its so cool to make! Now Bye bye!

[luzdaydreamer]

Plushies

Fleecy・Dark Fleecy・Spring Fleecy・Coffee Fleecy

Snowy Fox・Peachy Fox・Creamy Fox・Minty Fox

Cone Crab・Lychee Crab・Lemon Crab・Matcha Crab

Fluffy Thistle・Chilly Thistle・Hurty Thistle・Shy Thistle

Cheerful Tomato・Sunset Tomato・Creamy Tomato・Refreshing Tomato

Diving Dolphin・Makeup Artist・Pianist・Sailor

Fairymare・ Babymare・Nightlymare・Tidalmare

Succulent Bunny・Magical Bunny・Cake Bunny・Traveling Bunny

Wasabi Octopus・Lemon Octopus・Blueberry Octopus・Rose Octopus

Golden Throat・Minty・Flamecrest・Violeta

Huggy Bear・Peachy Bear・Pinecone Bear・Planet Bear

Puffy Penguin・Baby Penguin・Spring Penguin・Sky Penguin

Cherry Ducky・Cheese Ducky・Ricecake Ducky・Sugar Ducky

Little Narwie・Dreamy Narwie・Briny Narwie・Soaring Narwie

Chubby Pig・Bouncy Pig・Giggle Pig・Smiley Pig

Windy Carrot・Frosty Carrot・Purple Carrot・Caramel Carrot

Busy Goose・Yellow Goose・Melon Goose・Floaty Goose

Honeybee・Browniebee・Berrybee・Mintybee

Pea Pod Boat・Moon Boat・Cocoa Bean Boat・Tri-Color Boat

Comfy Peanut・Melon Field Peanut・Cocoa Peanut・Sweet Dream Peanut

Fluffy Doggie・Centerpart Doggie・Lala Doggie・Silly Doggie

Banana Boat・Choc Boat・Pirate Boat・Icy Boat

Hearty Heart・Loving Heart・Girlish Heart・Bestie Heart

Polar Bear・Holiday Bear ・Working Bear ・Coffee Bear

Cuddly Llama ・Rainbow Llama ・Night Llama ・Warm Llama

Tippy Banana ・Greeny Banana ・Bluey Banana ・Rosy Banana

Lemonette ・Greenish Lemonette ・Orange Lemonette ・Frosting Lemonette

Pumpkin Magus ・Ice Cream Magus ・Snow Magus ・Cocoa Magus

Snoozer・Peachy Snoozer・Pinecone Bear・Honey Snoozer

Heartbreaker・Mustard Heartbreaker・Shy Heartbreaker・Seal-y Heartbreaker

Mr. Beanie・Candied Mr. Beanie・Pumpkin Mr. Beanie・Pineapple Mr. Beanie

Happy Snowman ・Warm Snowman ・Matcha Snowman ・Spring Snowman

Astro Penguin・Energetic Penguin・Spacewalker Penguin・Special Agent Penguin

Volleyball Snowman・Camping Snowman・Fiery Snowman・Sweetheart Snowman

Galaxy Kid ・Gummy Candy Kid ・Deepsea Kid ・Spring Kid

Bunbun ・Teabun ・Pinkbun ・Blackbun

Energetic Kid ・Rosy Kid ・Frosty Kid ・Sugary Kid

Boing Fish ・Edgy Fish ・Party Fish ・Gemstone Fish

Artsy Birb ・Milky Birb ・Sooty Birb ・Peach Blossom Birb

Workout Birb ・Splashy Birb ・Sunkissed Birb ・Steamy Birb

Grumpy Crow ・Snowfield Crow ・Blue Crow ・Headache Crow

Smiley Dino ・Sunny Dino ・Azure Dino ・Grape Dino

[ Main Guide ]

[jhokey]

Snowy sakura

Usually, winter brings about a desolate feeling with barren trees, stripped of their leaves. But imagine if trees like cherry blossoms remained lush even in winter, wouldn't they resemble pretty pink ice cream cones?

[paulinawoodpecker]

Revenge party ( all the characters will sing this)

(It’s about the triple team and the impossible threes revenge on Tiffany)

@jakkiisthatboy2

Chai: *spoken* tad. Don’t be sorry. Now you finally realized what it’s like to hurt people’s feelings.

Reena: *spoken* we are your friends.

Reena: *spoken* and we’re gonna make her pay.

Reena: You know what friends do?They got your back. And they are fun to be around.

Jessie: woah woah woah.

Minnie: When someone hurts you.Then they attack. And grind your foe into the ground

Jessie: woah woah woah

Chai: Imagine a party. With dresses and cake. And singing and dancing and cake. And there's a magic act. That saws Tiffany in half. And this time it will take

Jessie: Now that's a party

Ramirez: It's a revenge party. A party that ends. With somebody's head on a spike.

Victoria: woah woah woah.

Ramírez and victoria: It's a revenge party. With your two best friends. It's like a party with revenge is what it's like

Chai: *spoken* tad, in order for this to work, you need to act like a huge phony. Can you do it?

Tad: *spoken* I think so.

Chai: *spoken* practice!

Blair: *spoken* Tiffany wanted me to tell you that she tried to talk to max, but he just wanted her back, and that’s not her fault

Pickles: *spoken* Of course! 😏

Jack: *spoken* perfect!

Reena: *spoken* on to phase two!

Nagham: I'll bring the glow sticks.

Flora: I'll bring the 'loons, and we'll have chocolate ice cream cones.

Snowy: woah woah woah

Kelsey: I'll be the DJ spinning the tunes on a turntable made of her bones.

Sara: We'll get a piñata 'cause that would be fun. And play dress up and Barbies and tag

Tiffany maze: And we'll roll on the grass and stare up at the sun. And we'll stuff her remains in a bag

Ramona: And throw 'em in the river.

Reena: It's a revenge party! A party that ends!

Jasmine: With entrails all over the lawn

Reena, Jasmine and Lukas: A revenge party with your two best friends!

Tad: And I end up with mummy when she's gone

Reena: yes! Ding dong!

Tad: *spoken* And I end up with mummy when she's gone

Reena: *spoken* yes ding dong.

Andrea: *spoken* um. I think I need a tutor.

Max: *spoken* I can tutor you if you want.

All: What's Tiffany doing?. What's Tiffany wearing?Is she back again? Tiffany, Tiffany. She has everything. She gets everything. Tiffany, Tiffany, Tiffany.

Tiffany: *spoken* what is that?

Pickles: *spoken* Uh, I'm so fat and disgusting, I'm not having anything but Kälteen Bars until I lose weight.

Tiffany: *spoken* Uh, I need to lose three pounds. How many calories is that?

Pickles: *spoken* Zero, you cross multiply x over a thousand and divide by point five ’cause it’s a—

Tiffany: *spoken* Whatever, bring me a whole box. No, bring me two.

Pickles: 😈😏

The impossible three: A revenge party. A party that ends. With somebody crushed and alone

Jack: And ugly crying!

Max and Jack: A revenge party with your two best friends. It's like a party with revenge is what we're throwing

All: What's Tiffany eating? God, look at her figure. Did she get a little bigger? Tiffany, Tiffany. She has everything. She gets everything. Tiffany, Tiffany, Tiffany.

Kevin: *spoken* Six weeks and all we’ve done is make Tiffany hotter and revive the wet look.

Flora: *spoken* We have to work harder. New strategy, what if we make Kenny think Tiffany is mad at him?

Snowy: *spoken* No, no, Kenny is fragile.

Kelsey: *spoken* Exactly, and if we crack him open, he’ll spill something we can use.

Jessie: *spoken* Hey, girl, you sending any caramels this year?

Tiffany: *spoken* I don't send them, I just get them. Um, stop pulling it down, your hair looks pushed back. Jessie, would you please tell him his hair looks pushed back?

Jessie: *spoken*your hair looks pushed back.

Roger: *spoken* uh thanks…

Christopher:*spoken* we’ll see you later.

Ramirez: At every party, there might be a low. Where the energy dips

Victoria: woah woah woah.

Victoria: You might be thinking it's late, we should go. And they ran out of chips

Tad: NO!

Tad: I can't even watch when she touches his hair. And I've watched a snake eat a cow. Tiffany needs to be toppled. Sorry, max, I swear. We'll get our party now.

Tad: *spoken* One caramel, please

Tad: 😏

The triple team: A revenge party. A party that ends. With lions in a Roman arena

The impossible three: She has everything. She gets everything. Tiffany, Tiffany Tiffany!

Christopher:*spoken* oh oh! Caramel-gram for Nickolas Orlean.

All: She has everything

Christopher: *spoken* and one for Kelsey swells

All: She gets everything

Jessie: *spoken* Four for Glen Coco, you go Glenn Cocoo.

All: *spoken*Glenn Cocoo, Glenn Cocoo, Glenn Cocoo

Jessie: *spoken* and none for Tiffany mordon, bye.

Tiffany: *spoken* wait who sent that?

Ying: *spoken*aw. It’s from-

All: Mr p. Mr P. Mr. P

Ying: *spoken* Thanks for being a such a great best friend.

Tiffany: *spoken* Oh, okay. If you and the vegetable are friends now, then you can be in charge of keeping all her secrets?

Tiffany:*spoken* Okay. For example, he gave you those notebooks just to make fun of you because he knew you wouldn't be able to write in them, sorry.

Tiffany: *spoken* Also, he says he has a nose job, but that's to distract from the fact that he had one of his ears moved.

Tiffany:*spoken* Also, she totally cheats and lies to mummy. Yeah, every Thursday she says she has college prep, but really, she's hooking up with Nickolas Orlean in the third floor janitorial closet on the bags of sawdust that they use for barf.

Tiffany: *spoken* And I never told anyone because I am such a good friend.

Ying: *spoken* And I am only telling you because I am such a good friend

Jack: 😈😏

Ramirez: It's a revenge party. A party that ends with somebody's head on a spike

Ramirez and Victoria: A revenge party. With your two best friends. It’s like a party of revenge is what it’s like.

Ramirez and the other ladies: It's like a party with revenge is what it’s like

Reena: a party with revenge!

All males: revenge

All females: revenge!

All: is what it's like!!!

[lemonshark-2007]

I like to think humans were made to love. To me, it seems too large of a coincidence that our shoulders have a perfectly sized crevice for a head to rest and for our hands fit so perfectly into each other’s, our fingers neatly curling together, wrapping in between one another in harmonious bliss. It feels all too natural to see a pretty flower or shining lake or voluminous vivid green trees and feel that warm, rushing feeling I think of as love—to smell a sweet steamy cup of hot cocoa on a snowy winter morning or a chilly cone of ice cream on a hot summer day. For all the hatred in the world, there are still moments where I feel so secure in the notion that humans were made to love.

[rainbowxocs]

My Bio!! Written By Alice!!

Name: Alice ThoroughGood!

Alt Name: Ana ThoroughGood.

True Name: S_______

Old Patient Number: Patient 0.

Username: @fakeana0

Old Titles: Puppet.

Nicknames: Anabanana, Fake Ana, Hero, Mimic, Shiny Daisy.

Chronological Age: 24.

Age: 18! I think.. I dunno.

Pronouns: She/Her!

Sexuality: um.. pansexual? I think?

Gender: Trans Girl! I think!

Species: Mimic! Tho I’m not a bad one I promise!!!

Mimic Information: Alice currently has made her own form, however she is technically mimicking Daisy’s.. um.. let’s just say “body”..

Medical Stuff: Uhhh.. I have issues and problems… But I dunno what they’re called.. Hypothermia….? Snowblindness…? frost.. Bite..? Autism….? Anxiety?????? No wings,, dissociation,,,, post traumatic… whatever,,,,,, uhhhhh Probably more…

Religion: Uhhh I dunno. I use to believe in the cultivator I guess.. since he took me under his wing.. but honestly.. he was dead to me a long time ago..

Job: Train Conductor.

Lives in: I use to live in Level Ten, but now I live in Wisconsin with the other patients.

Languages: Fae, English, ASL.

Height: 5’7”

Ethnicity: Fae.

Accent: Stilted, Awkward.

Voice Claim: Rei from Evangelion.

Powers: Ice and Snow Manipulation, Shapeshifting, Psychic Damage, Teleportation, Speaking to Plants/Fungi, Noclipping, Talking to Animals, Healing, Static, Creation Magic.

Weaknesses: General Fae Weaknesses. No none special weaknesses.

Weapons: Sword, Voodoo Dolls.

Alignment: Lawful Good.

Text Color: Blue, Sometimes Rainbow.

Favorite Animal: Polar Bear, Olm, Opossums!

Hobbies: uhhhh…. Drawing and Crafting..? I like.. to play the flute as well.. and I do Ice Skating.. and I play the Kalimba.. anddd the harp.. and I like to read.. and I like Polaroids.

Favorite Drinks: Hot Chocolate , Chocolate Milk, Banana Smoothies.

Favorite Meals: Chicken Soup, Waffles, Cinnamon Rolls, Eggs Bacon and Orange Juice.

Favorite Snacks: Snow, Sticks, Grass, Tree Bark, Raisin, Mint.

Favorite Dessert: Christmas Cookies, Snow Cones, Snow Cream, Cinnamon Rolls, Cupcakes.

Favorite Flower: Snowdrops, Poinsettia, Holly, Mistletoe.

Scent: Tv Static, Freshly Fallen Snow, Flowers.

Handedness: Left Handed.

Blood Color: Glittery Black.

Birthday: January 1st 2000. (Daisy says I’m a goat..?)

Theme:

Playlist:

Fun Facts: I like math, and I like.. TV.. shows.. like.. I love Lucy and the Moomins.. I like.. spelling too.. and I like movies like the last unicorn, Alice and wonderland, Peter Pan, The Wizard of Oz.... cause it’s relatable.

Special Interests: Um.. dunno… I guess.. Mimicking? Pokemon. :)

Stims: Squishy Icecube, Fidget Jewelry, Shakers, Snowglobes, Sensory Jars.

Stimboard: LINK

Moodboard: LINK

Fashionboard: LINK

Soul: Inkcap Mushroom (or Black Flame)

Comfort Objects: Blanket, Snowglobe, Music Box, Mimikyu, Djungelskog, Blahaj, Flute, Paper Snowflakes, Heffalump Plush, Snowman Plush, Ditto Plush, Nintendo DS.

Family:

Camilla Liddell (Mother by Proxy.) She.. wasn’t really my mother at all..

The Cultivator (Father Figure.) :(..

Radio (Father Figure) :)

Daisy, Daisy, Bell. (Twin Sister, by Proxy.) :(…

Emily Bell (Adoptive Sister)

Mouse ThoroughGood. (Sister Figure.) :) Mouse is one of my best friends.. I trust her with my life..

Friends: Eyeris, Grat, Zand.

Romance: Aculia. (Crush, Patron.)

Pets: Buddy (Olm).

Models:

(Normal, Vessel, Halloween, Retro.)

Brief Personality: Alice is incredibly awkward, It’s hard to have a true personality when you have been mimicking people for your entire life. But overall she is very sweet if a bit clingy, She doesn’t mean any harm to anyone she is just trying to figure herself out and who she truly is. She does have a bit of.. anger.. boiling underneath the surface however..

Brief Backstory: A long long time ago, deep in the feywild. A mimic was born. All mimics are born as a blank slate of sorts, ready to mold themselves into whatever they see around them. This mimic, was the same. She would copy rocks and trees and mushies, whatever was around her. She called it her “job”, which the adult mimics were amused by.

One day, while this mimic was wandering the feywild not paying much attention to her surroundings. She accidentally slammed her face into a tree, the mimic dizzily rubbed their head as they looked around. This wasn’t the feywild, this was human territory.

The mimic panicked and turned to go back before she heard a sound. It sounded like a child crying. The mimic cautiously followed the sound until she came upon a house in the middle of the woods, she snuck over until she found where the sound was coming from.

It was coming from a little human. The mimic peered in through the windows of the house, barely being able to peek through the wooden planks that boarded up the window. There was a girl, crying and clutching something that the mimic did not recognize.

The Mimic decided, that this was going to be her new best friend. She would visit the human everyday, watching her play, the mimic would shapeshift into different animals and show them to the girl. She liked making her smile and laugh.

One day, the girls mother abandoned her. The mimic tried everything to help the girl escape, but it was no use. She was too weak. She wandered through the forest around the girls house trying to find something to help her. Until she came across an adult fae!!

She ran up to him excitedly. He didn’t seem surprised to see her for some reason, but she brushed that off. She told him about the girl who was trapped, and how she wanted to help her.

The adult knelt down, softly rubbing the mimics cheek. “You want to help so bad, don’t you?” He said, comforting the mimic. She nodded

“Can I tell you a secret?” He whispered. The mimic nodded more enthusiastically. “I have a plan, to save that human girl. She will be alright, I promise.”

“But… If you want.. I have something you could do for me.. Do you want to help?”

The mimic nodded even MORE enthusiastically. The adult reached out his hand and shook the mimics, some sort of glowing aura came out of her, and slowly turned into a mushroom. The adult put it on his keychain and stood up.

He grabbed the mimics hand and took her under his wing. They did save the human girl and the mimic became her official mimic, and the adult fae’s vessel. She took her job VERY seriously. She did everything for the fae, anything he wanted. She was his obedient mimic.

[THIS PART OF THE BACKSTORY HAS BEEN REDACTED DUE TO TIME TRAVEL BULLSHIT, CHECK BACK AFTER THE MYTH IS DONE. ALSO, SOME OF THE THINGS BELOW THIS LINE MIGHT ALSO BE CHANGED DUE TO SHENANIGANS]

After Daisy lost her humanity, The Mimic’s life changed dramatically. The whole world had changed, really. It wasn’t exactly the best change.. but she trusted Daisy, and she trusted Cultivator. She knew that if she just trusted them, everything would be okay.

That was until, Camilla took over the operation. Camilla ruled over this new place with an iron fist, and Cultivator retreated into the background. Camilla had a way of manipulating both Daisy and Cultivator in a way the mimic hadn’t seen before.

But with the two of them distracted, they did not notice the mimic as much. Which was fine with her, she knew they both had important jobs to do. So, she did the next best thing, The mimic could help Camilla!!

She would help Camilla with the people, and she would protect Camilla. She wouldn’t admit it to herself, but she hoped that maybe Camilla would see her as a daughter, like how Cultivator had taken the mimic under his wing.

One day, while Camilla was working on terraforming a new area of this dimension. The mimic was working hard to help, trying her best to impress Camilla. She actually managed to get some words of praise from the woman, which delighted the Mimic.

But, unfortunately, the mimic accidentally called Camilla mom. She genuinely didn’t mean to, but that made Camilla.. snap.. a bit.. She began to scream at the mimic, she had never seen Camilla like that before, it was like she was unhinged.

The mimic tried to calm her down, but Camilla grabbed her by her hair and dragged her into an area she had never seen before, a deep dark forest. Camilla told her that she wasn’t going to let this happen again, she was going to make sure she got the job done this time. She wasn’t going to let her slip through the cracks this time.

The mimic was so confused, she didn’t understand what Camilla was saying. She tried to fight back against her but suddenly she felt her vision turn white, something in the mimic. snapped.

Camilla had cut off the mimics wings, she had brutally attacked the mimic before abandoning her there, however, the mimic survived. When she finally woke up, she was in a pool of her own blood, and completely disoriented.

For the next few weeks, the mimic tried to find a way to escape. But wherever she was, there was no exit. Her magic was so weak, she couldn’t even teleport out of this place. If she could just explain to Camilla, she was sure she would let her out.

She would let her out right?

She had to let her out.

Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, months turned into years. She didn’t know how long she had been here, snow began to fall, covering the forest and making it difficult to see.

She was so cold, and so hungry. There was no food anywhere, she had to resort to eating tree bark and snow. She was absolutely freezing. She could barely see. She felt herself going slowly insane from the loneliness.

After many years, the mimic became completely unrecognizable. She had gone completely insane, It had been eight years of nothing. Just snow. All snow. It’s all snow.

Until one day, The mimic was wandering, talking to herself. But she heard another voice.. actually, she heard a group of voices.. She began to follow it into a corner of the forest, reaching out her hand, she saw static consume her hand before she clipped through an invisible wall.

She was free.

She had finally escaped.

The walls around her began to freeze, slowly consuming everything she touched. She walked through the different levels and winding turns, the snow followed her wherever she went. She couldn’t escape it.

The Mimic followed the corridors until she found herself in an infinite Swedish shopping complex. She began to freeze over it as well, until in front of her a girl fell from seemingly out of nowhere, into a shelf, collapsing onto the ground.

The girl laid there motionless, The Mimic cracked its neck towards the sound, stumbling forward, shuffling towards the girl before completely freezing. Its eyes locking onto something on the shelf behind the girl. The mimic seemed completely terrified of a bulbous stuffed teddy bear behind the girl.

The girl raised her head ever so slightly, looking between the mimic and the bear. She reached up and slowly squished the bears head, showing the mimic it wasn’t dangerous. The mimic still looked absolutely terrified.

“…pred..ator…. G..onna….e…at me…” The mimic squeaked out, she hadn’t talked in years. The girl, seemingly also having a voice that hadn’t spoken in a very long time replied. “No mouth, can’t.”

The mimic tilted its head before slowly petting the bear. The girl moved to the side so the mimic could sit down with her and the bear. The girl looked at the mimic with a kindness they hadn’t felt in a very long time.

The mimic stared deeply into the girl. Avoiding showing her face fully, as to not hurt her. It grabbed the girls wrist and began to freeze it. She needed to keep her, she needed to make her stay. The girl didn’t try and get away, being slightly suicidal already. She just calmly talked the mimic down.

“That’s rude.” The girl said. The mimic explained how this was the only way she could keep her. The girl moved away her hand and gently told the mimic that she would stay as long as she could. She didn’t need to keep her like that.

The mimic, did not like the uncertainty of this. But the girl didn’t run away from her and didn’t seem to look down upon her. So she simply froze the ground beneath her in anxiety. The girl began to ask questions about where exactly she was, what any of this was actually-

The mimic answered as best as she could without letting her emotions overtake her. She explained her purpose to the girl, how she was a mimic.

“What’s your name though?” The girl asked. The mimic seemed to shake her head in confusion, explaining that she didn’t have a name. Not for a long while anyways-

“Everyone has a name. It doesn’t have to be your real one. I have hundreds of names.” The girl said. The mimic stared at her for a few moments.. before softly saying.. “Ana…”

“My name is M. It’s nice to meet you, Ana.” M said, shaking Ana’s hand. The two of them now surviving this strange place together. The two of them began to explore around. M eventually was able to convince Ana to have her own outfit, despite a lot of protests from the mimic. M didn’t seem to care that she was a mimic at all, which surprised Ana.

The two of them traveled together, helping one another survive. Ana was able to help M clip through the walls into the next section of.. wherever they were. But.. unfortunately they didn’t land in a “NORMAL” part of the labyrinth, they landed on a stage. The two of them got forcibly separated, Ana then was standing before some kind of weird creature.

The creature welcomed her to the GREATEST GAMESHOW OF ALL TIME!!! Ana could win whatever her heart desired!! IF!! She could win!!! :) The creature extended a gloved hand to the mimic and asked her to make a deal.

Ana, naively, accepted. And for the next few weeks was trapped in an endless quiz show of questions she didn’t understand. M, eventually being able to outsmart the creature, found Ana. The creature attempted to make a deal with M, showing her greatest desires to her with its magic. However M was unphased and went behind the podium in order to help Ana.

Ana.. was getting… TIRED.. very very tired.. When the creature asked her another incomprehensible question, the floor began to freeze underneath her feet. And then the walls. The creature began to panic, mimics don’t normally have that strong of a power. The creature tried to convince the mimic to calm down but the sheer amount of power the mimic had scared the creature. The creature broke the deal and threw the two of them out into the void- to god knows where.

The two of them fell downwards into…somewhere completely incomprehensible… Ana had never seen this place before. There was nobody around.. It looked so distorted and glitched, it felt like they weren’t suppose to be there.

The mimic fell to her knees, next to M and began to cry. The ground freezing beneath her. “I..I’m sorry- I..I’m so sorry- th..is is all my fault-“

Ana grabbed her hair and began to pull on it violently. “I-I d don’t even knnoww wh ere w e are… I d donntt know how to get back..” The mimic began to shake violently.

M scanned the room for immediate threats before sitting crosslegged next to Ana. She pulled out what looked to be a hand carved flute and began playing some calming music.

Ana, paused seemingly entranced by the music, she very hesitantly crawled over to M, placing her head on her shoulder.

“I wish I could freeze you so you could stay with me forever.. But I can't do that anymore.. It’s.. “wrong”..” The mimic said sarcastically.

M lowered the flute from her lips. “...l have trouble staying in one place.. If I do go, it won't be on purpose though..” M paused “You're probably the best person l've met in months.”

Ana looked at her like she had two heads. “But I’m a mimic.. I’m not a real person.”

“You got emotions don't ya? I didn't say Human. I said person. Don't let assholes tell you what you are, they just don't want to admit they're being dicks to someone for no reason.” M said.

Ana began to tear up. “I don’t.. think I even count as a person.. I don’t even know who I am- I don’t know my name, I don’t know my favorite things- I don’t know anything..”

M went quiet for a moment. “I don’t know how old l am.. No one ever named me either.. It's pretty easy to feel like you don't exist when you're so busy surviving that you never have time to live.”

M put her arm around Ana, rubbing her shoulder. “Not knowing who you are is an AMAZING place to start a story, and that's all life is, right?”

The mimic smiled, snuggling into M’s side. “Yea.. I guess you're right..”

M looked around and sighed. “I really have no idea how to get us out of here.. This place is a sensory nightmare and I can't tell what's a threat and what's just.. an object.”

Ana tilted her head. “Hm.? Is this.. overwhelming for you..? I've.. never seen this floor.. but this is pretty normal for the hospital..”

M gripped Ana’s shoulder a bit tighter. “The colors are kind of too much and the lights are too bright. That does happen sometimes I guess, but here,, it's like, constant.. I can't help but feel that Nothing here can be described as "Normal"”

Ana paused for a moment. “Hmm.. What is it like where you're from then..?”

M thought. “It depends on where you are, I guess. I travel a lot. But nowhere l've seen is this.. Barren. I've been to cities where steel buildings reach up to a blue sky, where there are thousands of people rushing about caught up in their own lives. If you pick the right road and follow it though, it always leads to a green forest full of wild animals, squirrels and birds and all sorts of creatures filling the place with a feeling of life. Or rolling hills covered in golden wheat or tall corn that people have spent years tending. Everywhere is different, but even in deserts you know there's a feeling of life.”

M looked at Ana, smiling. “l used to love watching the sky at night. If you were in a city and climbed up to a rooftop you could see bright lights reflecting everywhere, silhouettes of buildings outlined in the night... Or lying in a field of grass and wildflowers with no one around for miles, listening to the bugs singing and finding constellations in the stars..”

“If you're far enough away from everything the sky seems a deeper black than you could imagine, with bright pricks of white light shining out against the dark. There's always the one that shines brighter than all the rest, and if you can find it you'll always be able to find your way. People find shapes in the stars and give them stories, too.. I always loved reading about those legends.”

“There's lots of bad things where I'm from. It's not always safe, and it's not perfect. But there were always these quiet moments that made it worthwhile if you'd stop and notice them... People would be cruel or kind, but most people just. Live.”

Ana seemed to stare in awe at M. “You're very lucky.. to have seen all that.. I.. don’t think I’ve seen anything close to that..” Ana paused. “Why did.. you "throw it away".? Did.. something happen..?”

“My mind wasn't a very good place for a while.. I lost someone important and made a lot of bad decisions. I still had people that cared about me.. I cared about them too, so goddamn much but-“ M scoffed. “Fuck... I dunno...”

“I always found another way.. that was what kept me going. When someone gives you two options it's because they really don't want you to do option three. But no one can run forever. I was tired. Hell, I'm still fuckin tired. And l've never been this trapped before.” M said.

Ana paused, looking at M. Before hesitantly grabbing her hands. The mimics hands were freezing, but it was almost comforting.. “I'm.. not good with words.. but I think I understand you.. I.. was alone.. for a very long time.. cold... and alone.. I.. was trapped.. and.. I just.. wanted everything to end.. But.. I escaped.. and- I promise I'll.. help you escape too.. I pinky promise..”

Ana smiled. “That's.. a very important gesture in my culture... fae stuff...”

M looked at Ana, before shaking and collapsing into Ana’s arms. Ignoring the cold. Silent tears were streaming down her face, Ana wrapped her arms around the girl. “I've got you... I promise.. We're friends now..”

M shakily pressed a small stone into Ana’s hand. The mimic looked at it in confusion, it had a name on it that she didn’t recognize. “Is this a gift..?”

M nodded. The mimic looked back at it in more confusion. “Whose.. name is that..?”

M tapped her own chest, Ana’s eyes shined with recognition, and she began to cry. “O h…”

Ana fashioned the stone into a necklace and put it around her neck, whispering her own true name into M’s ear.

“T h a n k you… [redacted]” Ana said, hugging her tighter. “I prom ise.. I’ll p rotect it..”

M in return fingerspelled. “Of course, [redacted]”

The two of them held eachother, both of them finally feeling safe, even if it was just for a moment. They spent the next few days attempting to find a way out of.. wherever they are.

M began to chat with Ana about her adventures and other stories on their way around this place. Ana tried her best to explain how this world works though even she didn’t know everything.

M told Ana of how she had been to this world before, and how after thinking about it.. She’s realizing that someone needs to stop this place at its source. That being Cultivator and Camilla. Ana chimed in with Daisy as well, but M seemed to be incredibly hesitant at the mention of that name.

“Well, there has to be a way out if Cultivator created this, right? Maybe we could go chat with the higher ups..” M said.

“CHAT? With them? You can’t be serious-“ Ana said, shaking her head. “The three of them are incredibly dangerous- none of them listen to reason-“

“They are our best shot at this. I mean, all of them are just people no matter what power they have.” M replied. “Everyone has something they care about, know? There's always a reason behind the methods, even if it is built in insanity.. There's gotta be a way to get through to them...”

Ana began to freeze the ground beneath her, and slowly began to panic. “You don’t understand- We.. we can’t- we just can’t-“

M slowed down a bit, putting her hand on Ana’s shoulder. “Why can’t we..?”

“I don’t want to be trapped again- I don’t want to go back there-“ Ana said, her breathing erratic.

“Trapped..?” M said, softly playing with Ana’s hair in an attempt to calm her down.

“She cut off my wings- She trapped me up there- I don’t- I can’t-“ M cut Ana off by pulling her into a hug.

“I.. deserved it- I’m.. dangerous- I- know I need to go back there- but I- just I can’t-“

“Sometimes... A lot more times than we should be dealing with.. Adults mean "I" instead of "We". And when they make a sacrifice.. often times they're not the ones giving something up. It's not okay. It should never happen.. But it happened to you, didn't it? Sometimes kids make mistakes, and are told they're naughty, or wrong, or sick, because of something they can't control.. And they get hurt because whatever adult should have been making sure they were safe or okay, in some way, didn't.. It's never because of the child.. it's a failing with the people who are supposed to make sure we're safe.” M said.

“It’s not your fault, Ana.” M squeezed tighter.

The mimic broke down crying in M’s arms, completely shattering. M promised her that she was going to fix this, that Ana wouldn’t have to live in fear like that again.

Ana and M made a camp and went to sleep.. When Ana awoke, M was gone.. It was like there was no trace of her left.. Ana was completely alone for a week, wondering what she had done wrong to make her disappear like that.. Until, one day Ana heard a familiar voice.

“Ugh, what is it this time..” The woman paused. “Wait.. I know this place.”

Ana looked at her with tears in her eyes, completely confused. “M…ouse..?”

“A-Ana?” In the soft sunlight it was easier to make her out now. Mouse was different than before. she seemed older, a few inches taller and there was laugh lines around her mouth. She seemed well-fed, pulling into contrast the thin scared thing she was before. the gloves she once wore are now silver gauntlets. She had a harness that seemed to have potions hanging from it, as well as a hatchet and dagger made of some strange metal. her dark hair falls down her back in a braid.

She smiled at Ana. “You haven’t changed a day.”

Ana reached up and grabbed Mouse, pulling her into a hug, her hands gripping into her as if she didn’t want to let go, ever. “Y-you, where did you go?? You've been gone for a week. I-“ She hiccuped. “thought something had happened to you.”

“A.. week huh..? I’m sorry I scared you. I guess I have some explaining to do huh?” She hugged Ana tighter. “I didn’t mean to leave you, I don’t have much of a choice it’s complicated.”

“I- thought I wasn’t able to save you. I..” Ana began to cry. “I don’t know what to do.. I don’t know how I’m going to fix this..”

Mouse’s grip tightens. “It shouldn’t be on you to save everyone. And it isn’t. I’m here now.”

“It's been a while for me. and that's a long story I can explain. But l've had a bit to think about this and I think we should go find the source. Someone, and i think we both know who, is corrupting this place. And I think it's time we got some answers.” Mouse said.

“..So we have to go and see them then..” Ana whispered. “..Fine then..”

The Cultivators Demise.

[cartoonygothopossum]

Zero Kelvin Headcanons

(I thought about writing headcanons for the ice-themed boy, but put it off for a while. Headcanons marked with * are from the general Mucha Lucha headcanons list. More to be added in the future.)

*Zero Kelvin generally can't stand summer and has to stay in an ice-cold place to protect himself from the heat. 

*Zero Kelvin is such a huge fan of Christmas that he would get in a festive mood when it's barely past Thanksgiving, much to Pierre Del Fuego's annoyance.

He and his dad often stay in motels, as their igloo tends to melt in the warm climate of their area.

When he does get to visit an area that gets snowy winters, he feels like he’s in a playground, as he enjoys making snowballs, snowmen, snow angels, etc.

Having such pale skin, Zero Kelvin burns easily in the sun. Part of the reason why he wears sweaters and full-length pants is to protect himself from sunburn. It’s for this reason that he prefers most of his outfits to cover almost every inch of his skin (except his hands and parts of his face).

Zero Kelvin’s favorite sweets are ice cream, frozen yogurt, and snow cones. He is even one of those people who prefer to eat ice cream in colder weather.

Zero Kelvin’s parents are divorced and were practically polar opposites. While his dad is an ice-themed luchador, like his son, his mother, surprisingly, had a fiery theme (not unlike Pierre Del Fuego). They tried to make it work with the opposites-attract thing, but their differences forced them to eventually divorce. Zero Kelvin lives with his dad, who has primary custody over him. (partly inspired by @newlunapastel and @muchalucha-art‘s post about Zero Kelvin)

[bloodmoon24]

Fun Facts About Ice the Ermine

• She’s the same age as Jade

• She’s demisexual/romantic and pansexual

• Her favorite desserts are blue raspberry flavored snow cones (same goes for Slushes)

• She’s the type of Chaos Witch that used cards to cast spells, and can also use snowballs

• She lives with her Aunt Ember and her older sibling, Azula (they’re gender-fluid, and they’re like a fire type of Chaos Witch with a burrowing owl Talistrum)

• She loves ice skating and hockey

• She can be both oblivious and a bit clumsy (She’s basically the Marcy Wu of the group and she had to have Sickle nearby to make sure she doesn’t get hurt)

• Sickle is a charming Snowy Owl Talistrum. He’s clever and is always on the lookout to keep his owner safe

• Like Moon, she’s autistic

• For the accessory form for Sickle is a brooch so that he can hang on the soft part of Ice’s jacket or beanie

• Ice is very friendly to everyone. She even tries to make friends with Jade and Shadow, but she can get angry if someone provokes her

• She loves hanging out with Amy, Cream, Silver, Tangle, Moon and Jade

• She loves a good slumber party with the girls (she always love to have girl times with them)

• Ice’s favorite food is spaghetti with meatballs

• She’s too innocent to get inappropriate comments/jokes, and Moon and Jade had to try their best way to explain it

• She can’t handle thunderstorms

• Ice got Sickle at the age of 12 on her birthday, which usually a Chaos Witch had to be 13 to get their Talistrums

[cryptidsurveys]

Sunday, October 13th, 2024.

The last time you ate leftovers, what was it that you were eating? Some nachos my dad brought home from the Riverside the other day.

What is your favorite board that you've made on Pinterest? I haven't been on Pinterest in ages. I also don't think I ever made any boards.

Do you get on Facebook or Instagram more? Instagram. Facebook is another site I haven't used in forever. Probably been about a decade now.

What was the last thing you ate or drank that was blue raspberry-flavored? I have no idea.

What is one annoying thing your computer does? My computer basically never annoys me. Such a change from the computers I had in the past, especially my most recent laptop when it was on its last legs. So slow and prone to freezing.

What was the last song you listened to? I'm listening to a classical autumn playlist. The current song is "CORELLI - Concerto Grosso No. 1 in D Major, Op. 6: III. Largo."

Have you discovered any new hobbies in the past couple months? I haven't. However, I have been going to the Mountain Park much more frequently, as well as taking more nature photos.

What's the wildest animal you've ever come in contact with? I'm just mad that I still have yet to see the trash racoons at the shelter. I feel like everyone has seen them but me!

Do you trust your doctor? I don't have a doctor right now.

Do you ever question if your mother loves you? I think she does. I was going to say that she only loves the idea of me or the personality I present to her, but that's not entirely accurate or fair. I think she does her best, but I still don't feel as certain of her love as I do my dad's.

What is your favorite type of Lunchables? I really liked the pizza ones when I was younger.

Do you have someone you feel completely safe around? My dad.

What church do you go to? I don't attend church.

Are any of your siblings' friends like family to you? I don't know any of my sibling's friends.

Do you have any friends who you exchange memes with? Oliver.

What was the last photo you took? It was of Millie, one of the kitties at the shelter, in a cute little scarf (posted at the top of this survey).

Are you in any Discord servers? How often do you use them? I'm not. I've never used Discord before.

Have you ever had to see an emergency vet after hours? I think we went to one with Trouble when I was a child.

When was the last time you sat under a blanket on a couch? Probably at some point within the last year.

Can you bite into ice cream or are your teeth too sensitive? I can bite it. I don't normally eat ice cream cones/bars, though. I typically have it in a bowl and eat with a spoon, so there's not really any need for biting.

Do you like snowy winter days or do you prefer rainy days? That's a tough choice. I guess I'll just say that I love each within their proper season.

Do you know anyone who doesn't have a middle name? Not that I'm aware of.

What was the last thing you complained about? The heat. It's way too hot for October. Even though the leaves are changing, it doesn't feel like fall. C'mon summer, I've paid my dues. >:'(

What celebrity irritates you the most? None of them irritate me much because I barely pay any attention to them.

Have you ever watched the Superbowl all the way through? A few times.

Would you like to know the exact date of your death? Nooo. Sometimes ignorance really is bliss.

What's on your to-do list for today? Volunteering [x]. Vacuuming downstairs [x]. Litter boxes [later this evening].

Do you know anyone who's been bitten by a snake? Me. By a big ol' sun boa at the pet shop where I did that DVR work experience. The first time was a warning; the second time, it mistook my hand for a large rat and tried to eat me. ;D

Are you excited for Halloween? I'm kind of nervous because I decided I'm actually going to hand out candy this year. There's always a jolt of anxiety for the first few trick-or-treaters, but then I get into the groove.

What makes you smile or laugh no matter what? I can't think of anything specific, but it's usually really stupid, silly shit. I was cracking up with some coworkers at the shelter today and it was over some absolute nonsense. I almost puked. ;D

Do you prefer strawberries or cherries? Cherries.

Biggest insecurity? Not being as independent or as far along in life as I feel like I "should be" for someone my age. Also, I'm finally starting to let go of the idea that I'm inherently unlikable/unrelatable. Enough evidence has been provided to the contrary, so while I might be a bit awkward and quiet at times, I'm pretty sure I'm generally likable and have something of value to contribute to the people around me.

Have you ever had braces? Yeah. I had them for several years when I was a teen, along with all kinds of orthodontic work starting back when I was in elementary school.

Do you feel awkward using public transportation? I've only used it a few times. I think I'd only feel awkward due to a lack of familiarity, or if someone made it awkward for whatever reason.

Describe your mom with one word. Emotional.

Would you rather bake a cake or cookies? I know this wasn't one of the choices, but I would like to learn how to bake my own pies one day.

What curse word do you use most? Probably shit or fvck.

Were you always one of those kids who got in trouble with everyone around? No.

When was the last time you took a nap? Did it relax you any? Yesterday afternoon. I dozed off for about 20-30 minutes while listening to a Youtube video. And no, it left me feeling awful, like naps always do.

Is there a secret you’ve never told your parents? There are many things I've never told my mom and probably never will, but I feel like I can tell my dad pretty much anything.

What’s the hardest thing you’ve ever been through? It's hard to isolate a single event from the whole. Things piled on, compounded, kicked me when I was down, etc. Maybe they wouldn't have been so difficult in a different context. Who knows.

Do you like fast food or does it disgust you? Both, lmao.

Who was the last person you kissed? An ex-partner, years ago.

What’s your favourite alcoholic drink? I'm not sure.

Do you like the smell of BBQs? Yeah.

Do you crash on people’s sofas often? No.

Do wasps scare you? A little bit.

Have you ever worn flip flops in the snow? I don't think so.

Has anyone ever told you that you & your significant other could be siblings? Have they ever assumed you were siblings? No.

Have you ever heard people having sex in the next room? Possibly.

Have you ever been in a beauty pageant? No.

Have you ever lost your voice? Yeah.

Museum date or aquarium date? Either would be cool.

Did you ever have an emo or scene phase? Yeah.

Name a subject you know a lot about. Conspiracies.

Most embarrassing poster you’ve ever owned? Idk.

Could you see yourself having a child with the last person you kissed? No.

Who is your favorite person to have random conversations with? My dad.

Who was the last person to make you feel embarrassed or uncomfortable? Probably Alex.

What are you known for? Being either brave or foolish enough to weigh Cleo. ;D

Which of the guys you’ve been interested in hurt you the most? I'm not sure. It's a toss-up between two of them.

Do you know anyone who is engaged? No.

What is your relationship status on Facebook? N/a.

What are you listening to? TELEMANN - Viola Concerto in G Major, TWV 51:G9: III. Andante

What was the last thing you looked up on Google? The definition of "sensitive." I know what it means, but I wanted as accurate of a word as possible for that "describe your mom in one word" question above. Emotional seemed like a better fit.

Ever been kissed on the leg? Maybe…?

Do you think you are ready to be on your own (have your own home, job, etc.)? No.

Has your ex ever gone out with someone close to you? No.

Are you friends with someone who’s autistic? Yeah.

Have you ever had a Bic Mac? No.

Have you ever been to a convention? (comic, YouTube, etc.) I've been to a Beanie Baby convention.

What is the biggest difference between you and your best friend? Personality-wise? They're more emotionally detached than I am. I also view them as being more confident, but maybe they would say otherwise. They're into playing video games, whereas I would rather watch them being played. They're better at turning their creative energy into actual content. Etc.