#I need to be in their polycule

[gummy-sharks666]

BOYS, BOYS, BOYS

[realkeylogger]

realkeylogger parkciv cringe compilation

[artbysjv]

East Blue Five: Redraw Edition!

og pic i drew hidden below!

[clawcakes]

best polycule ever: the sun, the moon, and The Original

Starwalker

[quackingnerd]

quick height chart / reference sheet for the pink poly club. I have ideas cooking for these three, whether that will turn into art or fanfiction or both is yet to be decided.

[bastart13]

Hazbin Hotel is a mess, pacing-wise, but I missed a good animated musical with just the Worst People so here are some of my Worsties :D

[boarloved-art]

girl those heavenly officials are blessing..............

[ID: TGCF comics which incoporate text posts.

Bai Wuxiang tells a confused and displeased Xianle quartet, "you and your dreadful little polycule haven't seen the last of me". Mu Qing and Feng Xin look confused, labeled "weren't aware they were in a polycule".

Xie Lian smiles and says, "this recovery shit is easy. unrelated but I feel like l'm possessed by demons who will orchestrate my downfall lest I keep them at bay with my every conscious moment." Bai Wuxiang is pressed up against a window behind him.

Xie Lian, Calamity mask beside him, posts "I can feel my soul getting darker and evil and I can't help it. What do I do?" on a monitor. Bai Wuxiang watches from outside a window, wearing a "Sickos" T-shirt.

Xie Lian smiling and offering a hand to Guzi, saying "*seeing a 6 year old in the wild* and skibidi greetings to you my young mr beast"

Mu Qing burying his head in his hands as the Hua Cheng and Xie Lian statues have sex behind him (drawn as a meme redraw and censored as "statue nonsense"), saying "can never just have a normal day there always has to be some sort of psychosexual horror show". End ID]

[starlingstalk]

It‘s my crashout and I choose how to cope

[sverious]

Karlach has two hands!!

[sinistersinita]

Soooo I applied for an event but didn't get the table. Might as well post my promotional cutout I drew for submission here lmao

[void-bitten-ghost]

Lucanis almost literally pulling his hair out over some paperwork so Rook just pulls up a chair near him with a book and sits, waiting, seeing if he would like the offered socialisation. He doesn't stir from his whirlwind of stress. And Rook knows it's important work they cant help with, not really, so they just stay near and start to silently read, ready for when Lucanis needs them.

Its not long before they can feel the barely there disturbance of something flitting about near their shoulders, the air feeling strange and familliar by one ear, and then the other. So they quietly start reading aloud, barely above the scratches of ink and quick mutterings of Antivan in the other corner.

Soon, the mutterings slow. The shoulders drop from his ears. Scratching becomes slow, smooth cursive and, eventually, both the paperwork and the book are finished, as is the fire in the hearth.

Rook closes the book, satisfied with its conclusion, and almost startles at a sudden Lucanis being behind them.

"Any joy?" They say, already knowing the answer.

"With you around?" He leans over the arm of the chair. "Always."

He kisses their hair, their head, their cheek.

"Thank you, amor."

They turn in the chair towards him. There's that faint hum of purple. "Feeling better?"

And there's that telling pause. "He says thank you too. And that he enjoyed the part with the giant eagles."

Rook breathes out a laugh, letting out a thoughtful "good to know" before leaning up for a soft, comfortable kiss, something with dark feathers and tingles around the edges.

[beastwhimsy]

meet Te Haerenga, the 74 year old 1951 bedford housetruck who has been roaming the valleys and coasts and mountains and fjords of Aotearoa for the better part of a century. An antique treasure with enough wild stories to fill several novels, Haerenga has most recently become home to a young sapphic couple looking for a bit of adventure. They have no idea what they're in for!

[maxz-b]

I couldn't ratatouille a twink what if it bites me part 30/???

[bewitched-hours]

Forsaken | Chance x Elliot x Cryptid!Reader

Glad not to be the only Cryptid!Reader enjoyer lol Hopefully y'all will enjoy this one just as well but this time we got Paycheck going on and the Reader being a little more hostile AND THEY'RE MORE SELKIE-LIKE (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

For this the reader will have they/them again!

Also slight content warning for obsessive behaviour later on... I'm not proud tbh-

All you've ever known was hunger and bright lights. Both made you writhe in your sleep, if you even could.

The lost sleep made you all the more aggressive and it made you all the more of a legend come to life.

Many have lost their lives challenging you but when it was found out you were intelligent, many attempted to interview you, only getting pained shrieks in response as you struggled to get any coherent words out. It wasn't an issue with your vocal chords but your hunger making it harder to communicate.

You would only cooperate with few and it was never the ones with the fancy equipment. It was usually the teenagers and kids coming by and actually acting polite towards you. Such innocence and respect, you felt them worthy of your knowledge.

When they'd ask, you'd answer truthfully. After being given food, of course.

But one morning had you waking up to the smell of... Wood? And why couldn't you feel the warm sun on your back?

Stretching, you finally opened your red eyes and let your fox-like tail fall to the ground as you looked around.

You were in a cabin, surrounded by strangers.

G r e a t...

You were quick to take on a defensive stance, unwilling to cooperate with whatever these people had in mind for you.

But as you growled at them, one brave soul immediately got close. To test your patience, no doubt.

"Seems lady luck's on our side today!" He exclaimed to the others and earned a nasty glare from your pitch black (furry) face. It was clear he seemed to be the only one up to testing his limits. But just when you started showing your razor sharp teeth, another voice piped up.

"Chance, stop. They're obviously scared and you're just gonna get mauled." He revealed himself as his voice was stern. Though you could've sworn you've seen him before. Not that you care.

What you did care about was that Chance did listen and stepped back only to give you a cocky grin. Part of you wished to claw that grin right off his face and treat him as you'd treat those annoying kids that would throw shit at you.

But alas, he earned himself another chance at life in... Wherever you were.

Elliot approached shortly after, stopping as you flinched back and went back to your defensive stance. "Do not..." You managed to choke out and he seemed to understand, only nodding and standing still before nodding at his fellow men. They seemed to have a mutual understanding now and they all took turns explaining what's going on.

You only nod in acknowledgement and start to relax a bit, letting silence fill the cabin until your stomach betrayed your defensive act.

Strangely, none of them said anything but Elliot and Chance nodded at each other and you assumed the worse as Elliot trailed off to who-knows-where. You figured this would be where they treat you like the animal you were. The beast that killed so mercilessly even though you had your morals in check. A mere attraction to the outside world.

But the other Survivors just gave you smiles and waves as they all headed off. All but Chance... Of course.

"Okay, relax, Elliot's just getting you some food. I know you wanna tear my face off with that stunt earlier but we all gotta try to get along, right?" His words made you ease up a bit as you figured he had a point. Being in a realm controlled by a higher being for entertainment in a loop of life and death...

Yeah, survival would be best in numbers. And you would actually be fed properly for the first time ever.

As you thought about it, your form shifted and shrunk, your thick fur reducing to a comfortable dress as you didn't want to risk hitting the ceiling by standing up.

Chance seemed surprised by the sudden change but your Robloxian form was painful to get used to. "Woah- Didn't realize you'd have more to offer-" You quickly shut him up with a sharp glare, your eyes taking on a normal shape but still having that gentle red glow to them.

He knew not to push your buttons too much and Elliot was surprised as well when he came back with 3 entire pizzas. "Ah- seems the others left already..." He chuckled lightly, shortly noticing your hungry gaze on the tray he held.

He wasted no time bringing it to a small table near a fireplace and sitting down on a plush couch opposite of it, patting beside him in invitation. Chance obviously wasted no time and you decided to sit in the far right with Elliot. At least he seemed more respectful from the get-go.

You were practically a glutton as you began to eat, mimicking how the other two did it as to avoid their gaze snapping back to you.

But alas, they had other ideas.

"Just remembered-" Chance was gulping down the rest of his slice before looking at you. "We never got your name."

You hesitated. You never had a name but you heard lots throughout your time, maybe you could just pick one... "[Reader]." You finally answered after several minutes, not looking back at the gambler who was somehow flipping a coin and eating the pizza simultaneously.

"Well, I hope we can make it a little more comfortable for you in the future, [Reader]. Your cabin will probably have your name already so you can just go out whenever but do remember not to go too far." Elliot tried to give you a gentle smile and the genuine emotion in it made you soften for just a moment before you looked back down to focus on eating.

That night, you ate almost thrice of what Elliot and Chance had and they weren't exactly surprised with how hungry you seemed. But neither wanted to say anything since they knew better than to push for answers.

Months passed, and you gradually started to stick by them more often.

Elliot was the healer so of course he had to survive for the killers to be as annoyed as possible while allowing the other survivors to heal on a whim. You'd even scold some of the other survivors- including Chance- when they take a medkit and acted reckless or even asked Elliot for healing shortly after already being healed. It kinda pissed you off but you figured you were just looking out for your fellow survivors. Especially since you couldn't use your Robloxian form during rounds, which was annoying already.

But you'd also protect Chance, telling yourself it was out of pity with how many times his gun would explode on him. He got the most scolding though for his endless carelessness and thrill-seeking.

However, that didn't stop you from also getting closer to them outside of rounds. Elliot was chill and comforting while Chance was surprisingly nice to listen to. Not because of what he had to say but something about his voice soothed you.

You'd even catch yourself waking up half-asleep some 'nights' and wondering where they were before reminding yourself you guys weren't a package. They had their own lives and why did you care so much about them anyways? There's no doubt you'd outlive them if you ever got out of this hellhole and you'd just be back to your usual routine of avoiding attention and teaching 'lessons'.

But tonight... Tonight was something different.

Once again you'd wake up half-asleep, wondering where Chance and Elliot were before reminding yourself again and and curling into a ball to sleep again.

But then there was a knock on your door. At first you ignored it, trying to convince yourself that your mind was just playing tricks before you heard the door open suddenly.

At first you wanted to jump and get ready in case someone was trying to betray you but quickly went back to 'sleeping' as you heard their voices.

"We shouldn't have come while they're asleep, they're probably a heavy sleeper..." Elliot's hushed voice called out to Chance, whose signature coin you could hear again. "Relax, that means we can practice a little..." Chance muttered back. "I've been lucky all day, best to cherish it to its fullest..."

Luck..? Didn't he mean conveniently running into you or Elliot whenever his gun exploded and requesting help?

Your face stayed calm though, determined not to let them know you hear them as they closed the door behind them and sit on either side of your bed. You could tell by the weight shift on the bed that they were sitting on the edges, seemingly wanting to refrain from touching you before you heard a content sigh from Elliot.

"They must've had another nightmare with how they're laying... I wish we could just stay and let them know how safe they are..." excusemewhat-?

"You're being sappy again... But you're right... You just wanna hold them like a little doll..." H U H-??

It was hard not to let them see your face growing pink as you tried to make sense of this new feeling... No, you couldn't be in love... Not with these idiots...

You shortly decided to let out a soft groan and acted as though you were still asleep while pulling on the blanket to cover yourself. you were hoping they weren't getting suspicious but then you felt one of them running their hand through your hair and your body instinctively started purring, which it wouldn't be able to unless...

"Seems you're not such a heavy sleeper after all~" Chance greeted your purrs, watching as you opened an eye to see them both stare at you.

Their gazes were filled with such genuine affection and adoration... Were these even the same idiots you've known anymore?

"Why are you two even here..." You hissed quietly, attempting to deflect and shoo them out but they didn't budge this time.

"To admire you, of course~" Chance was rather confident with his answers while Elliot seemed a little more bashful about it.

"W-well, we may have a habit of checking on you on some nights-" "Every night-" "Chance, shut up-"

You just looked between them. was this normal for Robloxians? You just found it a little creepy.

You decided to sit up, pushing away Chance's hand from your hair. He seemed a little disappointed but instead pushed himself further up on the bed, Elliot following soon after. They wanted to be close to you, that was clear.

"We know this is strange-" Yeah, you figured. "But I promise we don't mean harm. You're just so beautiful that we wanted to get as much alone time with you as possible." His gentle tone made a shiver run down your spine but... Were you more creeped out or more intrigued?

Chance soon followed up. "If we didn't know any better we'd try to claim you for ourselves. The others have no idea just how amazing you are~" Another shiver. Their compliments made you feel weird... But why didn't you stop them as they both took one of your hands just to caress them?

Elliot showing a more gentle nature and intertwining his fingers with yours and Chance practically burying his face into the other's palm, softly peppering it with kisses.

Third shiver already, so why were you so red in the face and still relaxing?

Truthfully, you didn't know how to feel but they made their feelings pretty clear from what you saw... Still...

"What does this mean..?" Your question came out weak and hesitant, your brain losing all explanations for this scenery as both of them looked at each other and nodded.

Suddenly, they both sat in front of you with patient smiles on their faces. "We used to fight about it at the start but that ironically brought us to be together..." Elliot started, holding Chance's hand with his free one which told you what you needed to know about them.

"And we both want to make sure you feel safe with us... Safe in a way that the others couldn't even dream of..." Chance continued, an involuntary knot in your throat being swallowed as you couldn't find the words for multiple minutes.

You quietly took back your hands, not needing to use force as the two didn't hold you very firmly in the first place. You wanted to think but your brain felt like marshmallows. And they obviously recognized that this never happened before so they went back to your sides and began hugging you with comforting gestures being used on your back until you placed your face into the palm of your hands and sighed.

"Just... Tell me if this is some kind of love confession..." You told then bluntly, noticing them blushing. That was all the confirmation you needed as you groaned and nodded silently.

They understood completely and were ecstatic, waiting until you raised your face again to each steal a passionate kiss from you and watching your face light up like a lantern. You've never felt your heartbeat this fast and they were revelling in making you feel this way, continuing to pepper you with gentle kisses and praise of how beautiful you were.

You were no longer a monster. No longer a beast. No longer an animal...

You were loved... Obsessively so but you knew you could keep them in check...

Hehe, I love polycules (•̀ᴗ•́)و ̑̑

NO SHAME FOR ME-

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