#peachfuzz 3

[octo-babe]

Slasher heart badges available at my etsy here

[onomajopoeia]

CREEPCHAINS !!

*SOLD OUT FOR NOW TYSMMM*

*shipping with be severely delayed due to Canada post strike but I’ll attempt to send them out asap 💔*

@neggyma @horrorclown @absentautomaton @snarlies @einarshow @beaniebaby-divorcecourt @ellishyde @murraypilled @tenitchyfingers @peachfuzz-nygma

[greasydumbfuck]

venomstory got a new design feature

[engagemythrusters]

i think dermaplaining or whatever its called is like. so sad... you lose all that soft fine hair on your cheeks... its so beautiful why do you want to take it oooffffff 😭

[ijustwantedtobeclever]

i just spent the longest time staring at my face in the mirror. because i am the proud owner of the World's Scraggliest Blonde Mustache. it's something i've yearned for for my whole life and now it's mine and i grew it all on my own. sometimes joy is a few long blonde hairs located on one's upper lip.

[23rdtrout]

trying to be normal about missing out on halloween again!

[lycanwlf]

i need my testosterone to start turning my peachfuzz into actual facial hair like right neeeoooooow. its trying so hard i believe in you funny horny hormone but pleeeeassseee can u work a little faster right above my upper lip 🥺

[annieverymary]

Basking on the sun, but not getting fat on fruit...?

HAHA. Anyways, another #peachfuzz drawing where they are just relaxing together <3

[dogpiled]

more peachfuzz in the diary my bestie got me :3

[corvusclownart]

this is as finished as its gonna get but im happy with it!

its peachfuzz your friend peachfuzz! :3

GFM KO-FI

[onomajopoeia]

CREEPCHAIN INTEREST CHECK

They’re gonna be about 17$ CAD shipping included. 3.5” double sided with this sick ass heart clip and some extra handmade goodies

There are 7 available.

(I will maybe do a pre order after this…)

Im thinking of dropping them on Kofi around 5:00pm CST on november 16th since the day before is basically a holiday (creep tapes release)

DM ME IF U WANNA GET TAGGED ON THE RELEASE POST

[bethrnoora]

these weird images showed up on my computer's webcam a while back....who IS this guy

alsoooo here's some Professional shots from when i actually performed the number. based very much on this art piece i did way back when. can't believe i finally got to bring cunty peachfuzz to life <3

[dinthehottotty]

Untitled Drabble 1 (D.D.)

A/N: It's been like 3 years since I really wrote and I'm trying to get back into. So enjoy one of my 54 drafts I never published.

Warnings: Force Sensitive Reader x Din Djarin, unedited, angst, light smut, the helmet stays on. Breeding kink.

Din struck you from the moment you met him all those years ago. Back when you were both too young and too stupid. When Zi'an and his disgusting scoreboard of kills was the most of his problems and yours trying to figure out if you were actually hearing other people's thoughts or if you were crazy. A freshly enlisted New Republic Private that was too meek to be the hero and Galaxie's Baddest Boy with a chip on his not-droid shoulder. The peachfuzz on his lip starting to darken when you started getting called pretty.

A popular senator's daughter tired of cracking under the five-star resturant's happy glows despite suffering families that wander on the ground down below. When Mommy had used her codependency on you because she had no real friends. When she'd hold you in bed, stroked your hair and whisper in your ear that she wished that she could be there more to watch you grow. Then a narcissistic bug would bite her when you finally 'fell asleep' in her arms as she rectified herself with changing the world for you.

But kids don't understand that. Kids just want their moms to love them and protect them. They want the gooey support of kisses and awkward dance recitals. In your 'cute' years - the years ranging from baby face to strapped in a new flightsuit - you'd dream about those whispers like she cradled you in jailing arms and laughed until her head fell off. It would roll around, eyes rolling back as her smile twitches. You'd wake up and sob into coughing fits.

Because you realized something was wrong with you. The base was so loud the first formation you fainted despite the 'silence'. Voices shriek and sigh and crackled around. It was a lot to get used to. You were good with a vibroblade too. Quick enough and quiet enough to sneak up on an imp.

More realistically, your days were filled with reporting on nothing all day and drinking too much at the local bar because people's heads were fucked up. Because the empire was gone now you had to rebuild. Some people oozed with slimy thoughts. Violent little dreams delicately weaving innocent people into fucked up ghosts haunting folks. You were getting ballsy as you figured out you wanted to be ambitious and powerful like your mother. Because you'd simply decided you were going to live off spite.

And then you felt ice. The bite of electric claws running by your spine. Because he commanded attention. He was a void, eating everything up with his rage and pain. He was trained to kill and he had anger and resentment building. He was like jumping into space. A dazzle of burning suns drowning in the black waters of his beautifully dark mind. Because despite his rage he had this ridged respect of life. Sadness cooling him deeply.

You'd gone into the phase where you stopped wearing makeup and cut your hair short and now 'pretty girl' became 'boy'. And he didn't look at you right away. Being in a blaster battle in a bazaar with a local gang. They had a mandalorian. And you came out of it alive after chasing him down alley.

You could feel the burn of air getting knocked out you when he body slammed you into wall. When he tried to knee you in the balls you laughed and gave you the upper hand to take him down.

It didn't work though. He'd had infinitely more hand to hand combat experience and easily pinned you against the wall again. Then demanding you meet him back there tonight if you wanted inside information. Which you did.

And after the long week of planning out how you'd arrest Xian. It would give him guild rites and you could promote. Only he stuck around for a week longer because the ship he'd bought needed breif repairs in order to even get it off the ground.

He liked you. You could feel that, despite the ripple of his uncertain inner storms. And then you'd come back to your bunk to find him there, nervous and instead of his waves battering against you, it was calling for you, whirlpooling you in. You were drowning in the black ocean of his mind.

He needed to touch you. Attracted to your smile and free laughter. Drawn into your haunted expressions and shared sorrow. You drink it all up, sinking into the desperation clawing inside him. Something to fill him for a little while. Someone to comfort him and make him weightless.

So you stripped off your flight suit and he pulled off his gloves and touched. Everywhere. His raspy voice wrecked with his vocoder as he verbalized his desire to kiss you everywhere. Since he couldn't, he'd just touch. His hands were smooth from the gloves, hot and big. He touched you like he was sculpting his muse. Painting you in his mind, swirling in his midnight blue desolation. Painted in Din's mind like you were dawn warming him.

It was more romantic than it had any right being as his fingers kiss your labia, one thick digit curling inside the tight heat of your cunt. He was quick to explore it with you on your back, his other hand exploring your mouth in a similar fashion. You were left in a couple puddles, alone in your bunk, trembling. Your chin and thighs cooling with your drool, slickly leaking over your skin.

And you both grew up. Bumping into each other occasionally when he needed some information on a bounty and you were quick to name your price. Seeking comfort in the soft edges of flesh. He'd map your body with his hands or mouth - if you were blind from him - like it was religious. It made you shiver and quake under him. Everything, like he had to commit to replicating you.

Conversations not usually needed but would occasionally sink into these little secrets you hadn't told anyone else before. Like you mind abilities. He actually really liked after a while. Liked being able to truly express his feelings without words. He had a way of molding you like putty. The two guys before this dull and unexciting to the prayers his hands preformed on your body.

And then he'd gone off grid. Busy two years before emerging to you on some little speeder. But he'd had the kid now. And you much older. Much less cute. Definitely settled and nurturing. Which led to this.

"Fucking Maker!" You cry at the mattress when he slams you on it. Then your scrambling up the pillows with a squeal. Din's hot hands are tightening around you kicking ankles and jerking you effortlessly down your bed on your own ship. You were docked in Tatooine, happy to pay Peli rediculous prices for just a few hours of time alone.

"Running won't stop me." You're dragged until your feet could touch the floor. "I know you." He sighs against your neck. But you feel what he really means. What he's meant for a long time. I love you.

"Wouldn't run from a Mandalorian. That'd be stupid." You tease.. He pins you with his weight.

"What if he means to bred you?" He demands, leaning over you. You go straight dumb for a second. He lifts off you enough to let you roll over to gaze up at his helmet.

You can feel the spinning his words cause. "Really?" You ground yourself by latching into his open mind. The ever vast void of his mind sucking you in like a worm hole. It's a primal need that sinks into his belly. Something deep and brutal.

He holds you in this divine light of stardust. Like he was just a man who fell in love with all of the stars, never done climbing to reach and admire. He would snuff out every other light in the universe - anything polluting your space just to watch you shine.

"Yes. Can I put a baby in you?"

"Are you ready for that? To settle down and raise another kid?" His soul thrills and vibrates at 'another'. He gives a shaky breath as he buzzes with it. He fixates on it hard.

Many. He wants many children.

"Honey, your fixating on the wrong details," you hum, wrapping your legs around his waist and pulling him down on top of your body. He chuckles over you.

"I'll give you everything. No more bounties if that's what you want. Just us." That us carries double meaning. Not just the two or three of you. As many babies as you wanted with him. He would give it to you all of the time.

He was ready.

"Okay," you hum. "Let's have a baby." Din sighs in delight. Not so much relief but in satisfaction. Like you'd granted him a miracle.

The moment so tender with the heavy edges of his mind suffocating you that you don't expect him lifting off you and using a vibro blade to cut the front of your pants wide open. You gasp when he nearly yanks you upright by the front of them and simply slices through the front.

"Din!" You begin, "I liked those!"

[cryptidclub]

create some CREEP merch and my life is yours. PEACHFUZZ!!!

I'm making peachfuzz keychains and glitter stickers of this design <3 they're coming soon!!

I'm also gonna be restocking the peachfuzz 2.25" button soon :) hehe. I love creep so much ! Not sure why i haven't made merch of it before now

[dimpletheheck]

Peachfuzz the Furby🍑 (+ F2U furby base)

Drew my furbysona again, (New name is Peachfuzz!) and decided to make a base for anyone who wants to use it to make their own furbysona!!!

Made two different types, one with hair and one with a carved beak! <3

(transparent version)

IMPORTANT!! If you use is, don't remove the watermark (you can move it if you'd like, but make sure it's still visible.)

I'd also like for anyone who wants to use it to first read my pinned post. (DNI list)

Anyway, that's basically it! Have fun!! <3

[soyboylinus]

despite being someone who is typically pejoratively but not inaccurately referred to as a “hater,” i actually liked creep ep 5 a lot? the more i think about it the more i think it utilized the found footage medium in a very unique and fitting sort of way. also i have things to say about episode 6 (which i also liked). unorganized and general thoughts below

1) ep 5 is the shift where mr creep is Thee Subject, but he is still the one filming. he has been established to be an unreliable narrator by other more objective sources (those who have filmed him before), so it’s not at all unfitting that his film about himself and by himself would be less literal than previous ones

2) found footage is inherently a limiting medium when it comes to introspection. there is no possible way to show his inner thoughts outside of collective actions and what he chooses to voice aloud. HOWEVER, since he is a liar and unreliable, a lot of what he says is kind of meaningless (outside of the themes of what he does say/the space left by what he doesn’t say). it seems fitting that the only way to get an accurate snapshot of his thoughts/“the truth” would be through a physical representation or manifestation for him to interact with.

3) i liked the interactions. i thought it was fun. the closet scene was verse tense.

4) perhaps controversial: most movies and shows portray identity incongruence really fucking poorly, but i think ep 5 actually did it (within the medium and within the pre established parameters of the character) really well. obviously the “person who has weird psychosexual issues and also kills and also has identity incongruence” trope is severely overdone, but what i appreciate about the series is that it didn’t dive into this head-first. it spent years kind of sidling up to it. it colored in the backdrop before subject, and it didn’t feel like a surprise and didn’t feel shoehorned in. based on everything we know by then about creep/peachfuzz, it doesn’t even add anything to the character so much as just connect a few loose ends. i also think there’s merit in that peachfuzz isn’t portrayed as a separate identity exactly (a la dissociative identity disorder), but instead just an incongruent facet of himself that is other but still him (something closer to identity incongruence in cptsd, bpd, or other dissociative disorders, which is not addressed in media basically ever, even indirectly). imo it makes for a more interesting narrative than “oh no, the killer is actually innocent, but he has a powerful alter who is bloodthirsty!” or anything similar. creep is peachfuzz and peachfuzz is creep, and while there’s a strong internal separation between these two parts of himself (for reasons that are further elaborated on in episode 6), and i think it’s a more realistic and sympathetic take than any alternative

5) re: episode 6, i don’t think any of the incest stuff was out of left field, and it cements the basis of sooooo much of his personality and neuroses. i love that they were explicit about the incest and didn’t dance around it. like, here it is guys: this is why he is damaged. the killing people thing is secondary to this (it is a horror series after all: would as many people watch a show or movie series about this same guy if he didn’t kill people? of course not), and i am really impressed at how accurately some of the real life consequences of this sort of abuse is shown (especially in the larger context of the show and series as a whole). his attachment issues, identity incongruence, memory disorganization, etc are all sourced in his enmeshment and incestuous relationship w his mother… simple as. he’s a victim my dude.

obviously he is not a 1:1 reference for what this looks like irl, but it’s a shockingly sympathetic and realistic portrayal for an otherwise goofy found footage horror series. i think horror as a genre has definitely gotten better the past decade or so in showing less inaccurate psychology/not contributing as severely to the spread of blatant misinformation, but it’s still ultimately entertainment and certain things are still too taboo to show or talk about. incest is complex and difficult to dissect even in an academic or non-entertainment sort of context. so i am impressed overall!

i have more thoughts but i will make another post ✌️ thank u for reading