#technical difficulties - please stand by ~ooc

[anarchistkitten]

(( not me trying to talk my husband to make an Adam blog for hazbin- ))

[obsoleteai]

((update: Apparently after having the account deleted by tumblr bc of it being flagged for anti-spam by accident (i was told it was fixed so it wouldnt be any longer so lets hope!!!) i apparently have the ability to have asks again! i can now see my ask box! no more dumb way of doing my asks! hopefully means i can comment now to!

EDIT: i can! i can comment again now to!! ))

[notso-deerish]

RULES

Dont godmode

IC =/= OOC

CANON, OCS, MULTIVERSE, OTHER FANDOMS, MULTIMUSE, SAME MUSE, are very much welcome! i welcome them full heartedly! 

I want to stay out of drama if at all possible! thanks!

Im an adult- please dont follow me if youre under 18!

Lemme know if i miss a reply to you!

Do NOT call Deve a W-D-GO! His other half is completely a mystery! its not meant to be found out as it is more than likely a cat based cryptid do to his front feet when in not deer form being that of paws vs hoofs like his back feet! BUT his other half to make him a hybrid is NOT nor ever will be a W-D-GO!! there's a reason them and another are not accepted in the tl!

Always being hungry do to high metabolism =/= W-D-GO!

GORE MENTIONS; it will be tagged! all gore mentions will be written vs pictures! no pictures will be reblogged including gore!

~ Mun Lunar is 25+!~

~~ Navi!! ~~

~~ CriptidStuck tl ~~

ICON CREDIT

[rebornai]

RULES

Dont godmode

IC =/= OOC

CANON, OCS, MULTIVERSE, OTHER FANDOMS, MULTIMUSE are very much welcome! i welcome them full heartedly! 

I want to stay out of drama if at all possible! thanks!

Im an adult- please dont follow me if youre under 18!

Lemme know if i miss a reply to you!

~ Hal is 26 and Mun is 25+!~

Discord (mutual only!) - ask!

~~ Navi!! ~~

[littlefluffyfamiliar]

Tag placing

[ironic-director]

(( i swear one of these days i'll actually update d's pages ))

[purplesstars]

Dont godmode

IC =/= OOC

CANON, OCS, MULTIVERSE, OTHER FANDOMS, MULTIMUSE, DOUBLES, SIDE/MAIN BLOGS are very much welcome! i welcome them full heartedly!

I want to stay out of ooc drama if at all possible!

Im an adult- please dont follow me if youre under 18!

Lemme know if i miss a reply to you!

I dont rp nsfw! i just dont rp it as i cant make 100% sure the mun im rping with is actually over the age of 18 so id rather completely avoid it!

Would rather personal blogs not interact with my blog! ( if your blog is a side blog to a personal thats fine and i understand! you'll get a pass! )

Im normally not active on weekends until late at night do to spending time with my fiancé on their days off! ( added since i normally mention being gone for the weekend! ) Discord (mutual only!) - ask!

~ Nollos and Mun Lunar are 25+! i just dont have the energy to do sweep math- ~

~~ NAVI ~~

[bloodystrider]

(( Please note - @yandere-hax is the new Roxy for this timeline!! anything involving the old Roxy has been completely wiped! ))

[jelly-moons]

BLOG LIST

heres a list of side blogs that this blog is the Hub!! I will update as needed!!

(Semi-dep) Purple blooded Fantroll - Nollos

(Semi-Indi) Swamp Dragon OC - Wren

(Semi- indi) Mildly fandom oc - Emmett COMING SOON

(Semi-Indi) Hellaverse Succubus oc - Amelia COMING SOON

[starkastichotmess]

Well, that was fun. (/sarcasm)

But at least now my account's back to normal. So that's a good thing.

And now: coffee. I need it. Desperately.

[tofuiharbinger]

Tales of Mama Tofu - The Wrath of the Mini-Creator

AU: Mama Tofu, Genshin Impact Cult

Genre: Crack, fluff. 

Word Count: 1,067 words.

WARNING: Possible OOC, subtle cult themes, gender neutral reader, dramatic narration, first post on Tumblr. 

Description: The Creator seems to be particularly fond of the ex-geo archon. However, the Mini-Creator, their child, isn’t too happy about that…

Misc: Interaction appreciated! (But please do not disclose my existence to Shiro)

Based on a true story…

-Five Stages of Grief-

Act I: Denial

“What? You like him?” The Mini-Creator squeaks, voice becoming unusually high and mouse-like. Their mother rested comfortably on an armchair next to them, a tiny smirk present on her honest features. 

“Yes, I like evil men.” She answered, angling her head proudly and leaning back. But the Mini-Creator would have none of it. Scrambling for their collection of photos in their back pocket, they hastily flipped through the different faces until Arataki Itto peeked out. 

“You said you liked him too, and he isn’t evil!” They argued, nearly shoving the character card into the Creator’s face. “Why is he so different!?”

“This guy’s too outgoing. Too… energetic.” Their mother states, cringing back. “I like the other one better. Come on, shall we visit him?”

“...” 

Act II: Anger

Several minutes later, the Mini-Creator found themselves seated across the seasoned (pun intended) chef herself, Xiangling. Close by, Guoba skipped around them in contentment, occasionally leaping onto the table for a nibble of the Mini-Creator’s meal. Much to the displeasure of his foodie friend. 

“Vengeance will be mine.” They seethe, growling at the last syllable. “I shall stake my claim on every other male character there is. Heizou, Albedo, Xia-”

“You called?”

“EEK!”

-Technical difficulties, please stand by-

“SHE HAD THE AUDACITY TO CLAIM THAT DILUC WAS UGLY!” The Mini-Creator shouted, arms falling to their sides in exasperation. “And Kaeya’s voice is ‘not bad’? WHAT IS SHE ON ABOUT? HIS VOICE IS IMMACULATE, MIND YOU!” 

Guoba reappeared in front of their legs, tilting his head with worry and patting their thighs with his stubby hands. The Mini-Creator scoffed and shifted their gaze away, though their reciprocating motions would say otherwise about their agitation. Meanwhile, Xiangling fidgeted awkwardly. 

“Um… Your Grace… n-not to interrupt, but… your stew is going cold…”

Act III: Bargaining 

“But he’s broke!” The Mini-Creator cried out, abruptly interrupting a cuddle session between their mother and an unsuspecting pyro slime. 

“Then I’ll be the breadwinner.” She returned unfazed, delicately petting the ball of warmth in her arms. It melted (pun intended) and cooed with delight at her touch. 

“But he works at a funeral parlor!” Her child squeaked out, voice becoming unsteady under the gravity of her will. Perhaps it was beginning to settle how the Creator’s divine favor could never waver so easily.

“I can live with that.” She winked out, giggling amusedly at the Mini-Creator’s escalating exasperation. ‘They’ll survive with a minor rejection.’ She mused to herself. ‘It’s better to be humbled every once in a while.’ 

“BUT HE’S THE GOD OF WAR!” The Mini-Creator persisted, now ascending into a choked yelp at their parent’s unfaltering demeanor. 

‘Wait, no! I shouldn’t have said that! Mom likes evil men-’ 

“Then, he’s precisely my type.” She grinned, bouncing a bit in her chair for emphasis. It was apparent now how the word ‘checkmate’ seemed to shamelessly vibrate off of her being. 

“...” Defeated in their final battle, the Mini-Creator had nothing left to say. They instead marched hurriedly away from the lounge area, leaving their mother heartily laughing. 

Act IV: Depression

The Mini-Creator was practically swallowed by the walls of their bedroom, invisible tears bleeding from their bruised ego heart. They curled up into themselves on the silk sheets, whining and whimpering like a wounded kitten. Although the lavish furniture did nothing to comfort them, their swiftly summoned visitors did. 

“It’ll be alright, Your Grace…” Barbara softly massaged their back, wishing her powers could heal whatever was upsetting them so much. But there was little that could be done; the Mini-Creator wouldn’t divulge their troubles to anyone. A sense of helplessness infected her kind face, frantically wondering what it was about her that deemed her untrustworthy. She could definitely be of assistance! If only-

An elegant knock sounded from the door, not too noisy yet not too lax. After a short “enter,” from Barbara, a familiar maid stepped into the room. In her balanced grasp was a comically oversized bucket of ice-cream, a well beloved treat of the Mini-Creator. Barbara momentarily left their side to close the door while Noelle approached the crestfallen god. 

“Your Grace, I’ve brought- eep!” Before the wondermaid could finish her greeting, she was hastily snatched into the Mini-Creator’s haphazard embrace. Both she and Barbara were internally thankful that the container was sealed tighter than an iron knot. No spills to tidy up and no sullied Mini-Creator to worsen their condition. 

“WAAAAAAAAAAH!” They wailed, clinging onto Noelle as if she were their favorite stuffed animal. The maid felt a slight munch on her hair, much to everyone's alarm. In the midst of their dazed senses, the poor Mini-Creator couldn’t differentiate between Noelle’s pale locks and their precious vanilla ice-cream. 

“U-Uh…” Noelle shifted uncomfortably. “Your Grace…?”

It was truly an honor to be held so dearly in the Mini-Creator’s time of distress, yet there was no rebuking how… unusual(?) the situation was. Noelle was accustomed to cleaning, cooking, sewing, and a myriad of other tasks. Just not whatever was happening here. Green eyes wandered to Barbara for aid. A sensible choice, if it weren’t for the equally dumbfounded deaconess. 

Act V: Acceptance Vengeance 

“THAT’S IT!” The Mini-Creator combusted, leaping off of the mattress and seemingly exorcising themselves of their grief. “NOELLE!”

“Yes, Your Grace-”

“MY MOTHER MAY BE THE CREATOR.” They began, firmly grabbing Noelle by her sleeve. “BUT YOU KNOW WHAT SHE DOESN’T KNOW HOW TO DO? BUILD CHARACTERS.” 

“ONWARDS, NOELLE!” The Mini-Creator declared, yanking her out of the door and into the empty hallway. “I SHALL CONSTRUCT A SHIELD STRONG ENOUGH TO ANNIHILATE A GOD!”

“Oh, and Barbara?” They paused, bashfully shuffling back towards the befuddled blonde. “You may help yourself, as a reward.” The Mini-Creator gestured to the forgotten ice-cream with a polite smile. “See you!” 

Despite her steadfast and caring nature, the Creator was exactly as her name suggested; a creator. Both to the stunning sceneries of Teyvat, and to her precious little one, the Mini-Creator. Thus, it would be almost surreal for any of her acolytes to see her now, startled and silent as she gaped at the sight passing by; tea effectively ignored and eyebrows shooting up. It was her precious little one, lugging her most reliable helper around like a claymore out of the house and to who-knows-where-because-the-Creator-certainly-doesn’t. 

“VENGEANCE WILL BE MINE!” They screech, followed by imperceptible rumbles across the mansion’s courtyard. 

(Fun Fact: Everything occurs without Zhongli’s knowledge.)

[anarchistkitten]

(( when you're supposed to be making an oc blog with your limited internet but your husband bought you cult of the lamb so you both could play it together and now we're making matching rp blogs-))

[anderwhohn]

Posts aren't working right for me in one way or another across the board, but it's worse here at the moment where I can't even fucking paste anything, so I'm just calling it quits for today. I'll be on discord and working on things behind the scenes, except for all the coding updates I need to do because I can't push them with the whole javascript issue on top of everything else!

Fuck.

[notso-deerish]

(( TL page has been updated to add- Rosa and Karkats Blogs! - Rosabelle (Rosa)

- Karkat ))

[rebornai]

(( I FINALLY got my hecking email for @bloodystrider back so expect follows very slowly bc everyone i follow is great!

I am currently making another Hal blog for my like best friends tl so things are slow! ))

[snowinglilys]

(( FINALY let me post Im not dead im just very tired and took a very long break from everything so i could focus on my mental health which is going great! im on meds and better than before! so please if you’d like to get back into contact or even if you’re willing to give rping with me another shot i have a new oc blog ima try to start being on and if it goes well ill bring this one back to!

check me out at @cinnabunkitty​ which is a new oc ~Eevee ))