#lmk if you dont like it and ill try to rewrite it

[ya-killin-me-smalls]

Its probsbly just my own morals, the age gap thing. Ive said it over n over im sure SORRY but its really just how much power doc has over deimos. Tho yeh, i suppose he is well intentioned enough. I just personally dont think its something i could ever do guilt free, shrug. I always took to "eager to please" as deimos being desperate to be useful - hich im slmost certain is correct, so i guess in my head im inclined to think that doc likes specifically the unhealthy parts of deimos - and yeah, enabling him. ALTHOUGH in saying that like you said hr is a clone sssoo.... Im not sure how fundementally different your clones are from regular grunts LOL, but i can see how thats be a standard trait for them.

And if doc really does hsve good intentions, that makes me wonder, why target the 13 year old? Did they really have to, or as sanford said, was doc just trying to test out deimos' limit? I mean, thats the power there isnt it? Deimos cant say no, and doc knows he wouldnt even if he wanted to - because deimos so viscerally values what doc wants that he cant even begin to consider whether he wants it - like when he said "i want whatever you want". And with doc pushing the fact and essentially reassuring deimos that he's in power, its Nnnnot quite desirable for a relationship, but obviously being in nevada its. Eeehh. Msybe doc really didnt intend that signalling, but that would mean that they did genuinely have to change the target - unless theres another intention thats just gone and flown over my head, LOL

Ouhh, with sanfords sortv paranoia surrounding doc, id really love to see a chapter from his perspective, and i think the bit with doc circling him was from sans pov? Sssooo YAYYY. If not, totally fine, i really wanna eat into these guys'brains thats all HEHE. And,i haven't played mpn so i dont actually know much abour dave and bert, but i really really admire the,,, lack of """side""" characters in your story. That is to say, everyone so clearly has a background thought out and id reaalllyy love to jnow more about bert given what youve said... he seems so sweet weh. On that topic i dont think ive mentioned enough how much i adore timh hank LOL, hes so good eeeee

i AM planning to make a post about my madcom ocs cuz ive thought real long n hard about em, though i dont think people are nearly as interested in ocs than headcanons, which obviously fair enough LOL, but i dunno, if youre interested, look out for that then:p i think itll take me a long while to get around to headcanons of the characters because i have. So much to say. Im also kinda anxious about posting art which doesnt help weh, but ill figure it out im sure.😁😁😁

hey no worries, that's why I like to leave ages up to interpretation as much as possible so if someone decides they wanna read Deimos as like 45 they definitely still can

can't touch on the Olivia Cooley speculation for spoiler reasons but all I can say is it's a critical detail that every bad thing Deimos goes through, he's willingly signing himself up for

extensive Bert lore post

I tend to not write characters that I don't have a decent amount of lore thought out for and I try to not stick characters in a story just for the sake of having them. if they don't play a purpose they ain't gonna be there

if you do post about OCs lmk! I'd love to take a look at them. oc x canon stuff does surprisingly well in this fandom, didn't really expect people to gaf about Puppy at all but he's gotten a ton of attention

[avistheavian]

Hello~!

(Click on card to be brought to my art fight!)

hello! This is my introductory post!

My name is Avis! I also go by Avi, Doggo or 'The Moss Entity' (long story)

I am genderfaun, and typically male or masc leaning.

I go by He/They/Moss pronouns, thanks! Try to stick with he/moss is possible!

I am a furry and alterhuman!

IMPORTANT: I often present myself as a lil doggo or dutch angel dragon covered in moss.

I have both autism and ADHD (AuDHD) so if I say something rude/blunt and it hurts or bothers you, lmk ill apologize I never mean to hurt peoples feelings :(

Current hyperfixations!? Im so glad you asked!! I will post about these things often!

• SCP Foundation

• Hazbin Hotel

•Goblincore

you can find oc profiles and fursona art on my toyhouse!

https://toyhou.se/Avis_Esquire

Here are some other important links!

https://character.ai/profile/AvisTheAvian

Yep! Any questions? Ask the Moss Entity

Off to go do something fun~

Specific tags? So glad you asked!

#the daily dutchie-- Lil fun posts about what happened that day

#Mr Foal >:3--My OC Dr Bennet Foal

#furtastic art-- my furry art

#*goblin noises*--Goblincore stuff

More coming soon?

DNI IF...

• Youre a zoophile, pedophile, or anything icky like that.

•youve been asked to distance yourself from me.

•NSFW anything

• you support icky things (zoophilia paedophilia etc.)

• youre a negative nancy/all you do is hate

•art theif. Go away, my art isn't for tracing!

Violation will result in a block.

Quick links to the tags below

Keep reading to hear my thoughts on the Dr Bright situation.

ADMIN BRIGHT WAS/IS A TERRIBLE PERSON.

Sexually harassing or assaulting IS BAD, and as a victim of sexual assault I 100% empathize with the victims of Admin Bright.

HOWEVER

I dont fuvking know anymore leave me alone I want to use a rewrite but like I hate Shaw personally and every rewrite is some sort of something I don't feel comfortable using

So please leave me alone I feel like a terrible person about it but I don't wanna go through everything I've rebooted about bright bc he used to be my main comfort character

[shsl-fluff]

Can I request of Shuichi, makoto, Kaito and Kiibo reacting to there S/O how has dye her hair?

Kaito

Woah!!!

He thinks you look really cool ngl

He doesn't want to dye his again, he's grown used to purple that he thinks anything else would be weird

Kiibo

He doesn't understand what hair dye is???

He's so confused for a moment until looking up what hair dye is

He thinks it's really interesting looking to be honest. 

He wishes he had real hair so that he could dye it, too.

Makoto

He was surprised, but definitely in a good way

He's never dyed his hair before but wow he really wants to now

One day you see him and his hair is bright pink

Honestly he rocks it

Shuichi

He's dyed his hair before 

Tells you constantly about how pretty you look with your new hair

It's because he thinks it makes you look more confident

He asks if he can get his hair dyed with you next time

[lucacangettathisass]

how the light gets in (ch. 8)

SUMMARY: After your home is ransacked by a group of strange men, you and your cousin are taken in by a group of outlaws. And that’s when the trouble really starts.

PAIRINGS: John Marston x Fem!Reader, Arthur Morgan x Fem!Reader

ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, FIVE, SIX, SEVEN

TAGGING: @mountainhymn if you would like to be added to the tag list just lmk!

NOTES: so sorry for the slow update! ive been doing some full on hours at work (my manager literally told me that im doing full time hours despite being part time lmao rip) so that’s been leaving me a little drained lmao but hey at least we got there!

more mentions of low self esteem, those are gonna be a lot more prevalent from here on out actually.

on another note, i’ve been wondering if i should rewrite this as an oc fic rather than a reader one. thoughts? i might not even do it, but im curious to hear what you guys think.

anyways, hope you all enjoy! and dont forget, likes are nice but reblogs are what motivate creators the most!

p.s. pls check out waking up slow by mountainhymn!!!! it is so wonderful im still crying

“Well, it really all started with my momma.” You felt yourself begin to fidget and made an effort to stand completely still. “She got a job working for a wealthy Russian widow, Mrs Zamolodchikova.”

Mr Morgan let out a low whistle. “Now that’s a name.”

You couldn’t help but smile. “A lot of Russian names are like that. As I was saying, she hired my momma to be a maid when I was still very young. Mrs Zamolodchikova treated us very well, we even lived in a little cottage she had on her land.”

Despite all the years that had passed, you still thought of that cottage fondly. It had been small and not impressive by any means, but it had been your home for most of your childhood. You had a lot of good memories of it.

“I...I lost my momma when I was seven.” Even now, twelve years later, it hurt to say. Your mother had been your whole world, everything began and ended with her, and it had never once occurred to you when you were a child, that you would one day have to face the world without her. She loved you too much to do that to you. And then it happened anyway.

You had never experienced a heart break like it before, or since.

“I’m very sorry to hear that.” Mr Matthews said gently.

“It’s alright.” You assured him, trying to speak around the lump that always formed in your throat whenever you thought about losing your mother. “She had been ill for as long as I could remember, it was only a matter of time.”

“I imagine your aunt and uncle took you in?”

“They wanted to, but Mrs Zamolodchikova stepped in. She said that she saw it as her Christian duty to take me in as a ward, and that’s what I became.” It had stunned you at the time to learn that Mrs Zamolodchikova cared for you that much. You would always be grateful for her kindness, it had changed your life. “She had no children of her own, so I think she wanted me to fill that gap.”

“That was very kind of her.” Mr Matthews sounded surprised, and you supposed that it made sense. You couldn’t imagine that he had come across many people willing to take in the child of an employee, particularly among the rich. You certainly had never seen such a thing in your time among them.

You nodded in agreement. “She taught me etiquette and how to behave in upper class circles, and as I got older I became her companion. That was how I met Mr Cornwall.”

A spark appeared in Mr Van Der Linde’s eyes, and you knew that you really had his full interest now. “How did that come about?”

“He was looking for investors in his business, he was just starting out you see, and he needed some capital.”

“So he went to Mrs Zamolodchikova?” Mr Van Der Linde asked. “She must’ve been rather rich.”

“Exceedingly so.” You said. “Her family is very old Russian money, and when she came to America with her husband, her wealth only grew, even after he died. I imagine Mr Cornwall thought that if he could convince her to invest, he would have an easy time of building his empire.”

“Did he?” Mr Van Der Linde’s eyes sparkled with a kind of devious curiosity, the kind most often found in children. “Convince her to invest that is.”

“I’m afraid not. Mrs Zamolodchikova found him rather...disagreeable.” A part of you still cringed on the inside just thinking about that meeting. It had started off well, and Mr Cornwall had certainly been polite enough, but once his true character came out, it all started to go downhill rather rapidly.

“In what way?”

You hesitated slightly. “Well, I mean, one doesn’t wish to disparage others when they don’t have the opportunity to defend themselves.”

A chuckle came from Mr Van Der Linde, and you even saw a corner of Mr Morgan’s mouth twitch.

“We just want your honest opinion, that’s all.” Mr Matthews assured you. “No need to be disparaging.”

You paused, trying to think of the right way to phrase it. “Mr Cornwall...well, Mrs Zamolodchikova and I found him to be rather...brusque and arrogant. When Mrs Zamolodchikova turned down his request, he got rather upset and he seemed to take it as a personal affront.”

“She must’ve grown to regret that.” Mr Van Der Linde mused.

“Not at all. Mrs Zamolodchikova was happy for him of course, but she was also happy she rejected him. She said she couldn’t imagine being in business with someone so...tasteless.”

“Tasteless in what way?” Mr Matthews asked.

“Well he was...very new money.” When you saw the looks of confusion on the mens’ faces, you tried to think of a better way to phrase it. “He was something of a show off, and a little gaudy. He wore a lot of gold, I imagine to try and impress, but it came off as vain and rather insecure. Mrs Zamolodchikova was very critical of that kind of thing, and when she saw how self aggrandizing he became after his success, she grew to dislike him even more.”

Mr Van Der Linde nodded slowly, and you could almost see the wheels turning in his head. “It sounds like you’ve lead a rather interesting life.”

“I suppose you could say that.” Your eyes roamed over the two older men again. “I imagine that wasn’t the kind of information you wanted, my apologies Mr Van Der Linde.”

Despite your fears, the black haired man smiled and waved a hand. “It’s fine Miss [Last name]. I was just curious, that’s all. Javier, why don’t you walk her back to where she’s staying?”

“Sure thing boss.”

You turned to leave with Mr Escuella, but you hesitated just as he put a hand on the door knob. “Wait.” All eyes were back on you, and you felt yourself flush, but you felt that you needed to get this out. “I just-I just wanted to add that Mr Cornwall is a very powerful man, and in my opinion, and in the opinion of mutual acquaintances that he and I share, he is lead more by pride and ego than wisdom. He doesn’t take insults lightly and can be rather harsh.” You were very careful and deliberate with your words, not wanting to seem like you knew better, but still wanting to convey your feelings of apprehension.

Mr Van Der Linde raised an eyebrow, and you got the feeling that he understood what you were trying to say. “Duly noted Miss.”

You nodded, and turned back to Mr Escuella, this time actually following him outside.

“You must’ve lived a pretty good life for a while.”

You shrugged and felt yourself blush heavily. “I suppose.” It always somewhat embarrassed you, knowing how different your life had been from other people, especially those who were born into the same class as yourself. “I honestly just think I got lucky.” You looked down at your feet. “Don’t feel so lucky now though.”

A heavy silence hung between you two, and you had to bite the inside of your cheeks to stop yourself from crying.

“Sorry.” You said softly. “I’m sure you don’t want to hear about my woes.”

“It’s ok.” Mr Escuella assured you, his voice kind again. “Considering everything you’ve been through, I’d say you have a right to let your feelings out.”

You looked at Mr Escuella in surprise. You hadn’t really thought about it like that. “You’re very kind.” You said sincerely. “Sadie might not think so but I certainly do.”

That brought a bright smile to Mr Escuella’s face, which made you smile in turn. You always enjoyed making people smile, it made you feel good, and you felt that it proved that you were useful and worth something for once.

“You’re a sweet kid.” Mr Escuella’s eyes were shining, although you couldn’t hazard a guess as to why. “Don’t let anyone beat that out of you, ok?”

“I-Ok.” You weren’t sure how else you should respond, being so unused to compliments from strangers. You watched as he held the door to the house with the other women open. “Are you not coming in?”

“Nah.” He smiled. “You stay warm ok?”

“Of course, and you as well Mr Escuella.” You went inside, and no sooner was the door closed that you were practically swarmed by Miss Jones, Miss Gaskill, and Miss Jackson.

“What did they want?”

“You weren’t gone for very long, did everything go alright?”

“Are you allowed to say?”

You felt yourself flush as you tried to keep track of who was asking which question. “It was nothing special.” You said. “They just wanted to know how I knew Mr Cornwall.”

Of course they all also wanted to know, and so you told them what you had told Mr Van Der Linde, Mr Matthews, Mr Morgan, and Mr Escuella-omitting your warning at the end.

Much like the men, they were stunned to hear your story.

“So you grew up pretty well to do.” Miss Jones said, in a tone that sounded impressed and envious.

“I-Well, yes, I suppose.” The embarrassment from earlier had returned. “I was extremely privileged.”

“What was it like?” Miss Gaskill asked, sounding wistful. “Being in that world?”

You paused, trying to think of a good way to describe it.

“When I was a little girl, it was dazzling.” You confessed. “All those men and women in their finery...it looked like an entirely different world. Like a fairy tale.”

“Oh yeah?” Miss Jackson raised a brow. “Meet any prince charmings?”

You laughed. “I met some well to do gentlemen if that’s what you mean.”

“I think she means suitors.” Miss Gaskill said with a giggle, and an eager look on her face. “Well, did you?”

“Oh!” A scorching heat unlike any of the others from before overcame you, and you felt your throat dry up. “I-Well-no.” You stammered, looking askance out of embarrassment.

“Really?”

You looked up and saw Miss Roberts looking at you with surprise. “You mean none of them tried to…” She trailed off, leaving you to fill in the blank.

“Not at all.” You said, your flush worsening. “After all, I was just a maid’s daughter.”

And therein lies the rub.

No matter how much you learned or how you dressed or how you behaved, everyone knew that you were just the daughter of a maid who Mrs Zamolodchikova had taken pity on. Most of them had been polite enough, but that boundary had always been there, and always would be. You had grown accustomed to it, the way one would grow accustomed to a permanent limp. And it left you with what you imagined would be the same level of alienation. It was one of the many unfortunate side effects of being born as yourself, and one you had learned how to deal and navigate the world with.

But it would always be a fairy tale to you. Beautiful, grand, never within your reach no matter how well you knew it. And you would always be that little girl that chased after it with every breath in her chest.

[towarp-blog]

bringing this blog back to life so i thought it’d be best to finally post a more uniform set of rules! here they are: (i’ll be adding more probably under the #r tag or rules link in my blog)

SELECTIVE/MUTUALS ONLY but crossover friendly and oc friendly!  Very selective with multi-muse blogs!

Sometimes i like to write greetings/starters of variating lengths for my mutuals. If i dont write you one, it DOESN’T mean i dont wanna interact! (if you don’t really like that idea and its not expressed in your rules lmk!)

ASK STARTERS and replies will be moved to a NEW POST with a “continued from here” heading, if i REBLOG YOUR ASK AND DON’T MAKE IT A NEW POST, ITS JUST FOR ME TO SAVE/ARCHIVE !

IF ITS TAGGED #DONOTREBLOG THEN DONT REBLOG. DO NOT REBLOG ANY OF MY CALL-POSTS. 

 CALL-POSTS! are for mutuals only. (starter,plot,meme,etc) psa: if i write you a starter you liked for and you never respond to it; im not going to feel motivated too write you another one unless you write me to plot, or let me know that the first one didn’t really work out! im always willing to rewrite a starter if you need !

NON MUTUALS are free to send me char. development, reaction, or drabble memes (not starters.)

This blog is MULTIVERSE Meaning there might be alternate versions of my character from alternative ‘universes’ you could interact with! Verse details can be found under the tab or in the NAVIGATION page;

Im tracking the tag #towarp ; pls tag anything you’d like me to see there! or just @/ me! If i liked something it’s most likely in my drafts from then on!

I like my SHIPPING pre discussed. down to multiship (age appropriately ofc). muse is pansexual. 

VIOLENCE; is a possibility and ill try to tag it!! other triggers will also be tagged as #trigger. smut is unlikely; but i dont mind it over priv. chat (discord) to avoid dash issues. discord av. to mutuals :)

I write CRACK, SCRIPT, PARA etc! crack will be tagged.

ALL OF MY GRAPHICS . THEMES/ICONS/PROMOS are made by me unless expressed directly! DO NOT STEAL MY GRAPHS. if you do i will aggressively put you on blast and hard block you.

7+ years roleplay exp. 21 yrs old. he/him. PENNED BY GABE