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ALright fine, you win Writing Prompts on Tumblr. I've decided I'm finally going to write something using your prompts. This one is just too good for me to pass up.

No one can figure out what your superpower is. You don’t sleep. You never blink. Sometimes you teleport. It’s creepy. It’s also rather simple: Time stops when you’re not looking.

[lilakeels]

Huggy Wuggy x Reader with Anxiety

Alrighty so, I personally have anxiety so all these Headcanons will be based off of my own experience with the disorder. It may also be a mix of ADHD since I also have that as well and I'm not good with telling the difference between the two lmao. This story will also be super rushed so forgive me if it comes off odd sounding.

[Trigger warnings: Biting nails, eating your own skin (You'll get why this is needed later lmao), Slow death, Starvation, Sleep Deprivation]

[Also requests are open, please I'm running out of ideas lmao]

[ Whoever sent that request I swear I'm working on it, I've just been busy.]

Your first interaction with Huggy was actually when you had first entered the Playtime CO. building, well it wasn't necessarily a meeting if you could call it that.

You had apparently ran away from home, and had come across the abandoned building.

You had decided to stay there for the night, just to get yourself together before you returned home.

So as soon as you had heard the tape about the intruders you were on high alert, you knew it was probably too late to go back home at this point.

Before you knew it your anxiety had already flared up, it wasn't just the tape that made you nervous, oh no. It was the whole building that made you tense. Something about old creepy buildings just unsettled you, you couldn't really complain though. You were tresspassing.

All this pent-up anxiousness was soon released as you came across the room that the Huggy "statue" was located, instant regret.

You actually ended up staring at him for a lot longer than you had meant to, maybe ten minutes or so?

Yeah, he unsettled you, like a lot.

You had instantly tried to distract yourself by trying to find an exit to another room, soon however you had realized that there was no exit besides the way you came.

You had instinctively began to pick at your hands, specifically at the skin around your nails.

As you continued your little habit you searched the room for a bit, it was full of toys, all of them were of the thing that was in the center of the room.

Soon however your nerves had calmed down, Huggy who was in the center of the room seemed to not make you as nervous.

Boy did that fur look soft now that you think about it.

However you must restrain yourself, you can't hug the fluffy boi. You needed to find a space to sleep.

So you had continued your search, looking through every crook and cranny in the room. You had been looking for a key for what seemed like hours before you finally decided to try and open some of the doors again.

Locked, locked, and all locked.

You had begun to get nervous again, I mean you were seemingly trapped in some random room with no visible way to get out.

That was until you heard a very familiar sound, the sound of metal keys clanking together.

Your head had instantly turned around at the sound, searching desperately for the source of the noise.

You had soon found it however, in the hand of the statue that was placed in the middle of the room.

Your brain almost immediately kicked into overdrive.

Especially when you had noticed the very obvious keys dangling from huggy Wuggy's claws.

Wait he had claws?!

Alright, kinda freaky not gonna lie.

After many failed attempts to unsuccessfully retrieve said item, you had soon became tired of constantly jumping and trying to climb the large fluffy boi.

So you kind of just got upset and sat down.

That was where you stayed for a while, just kinda sitting there.

So as soon as something changed you had noticed it almost immediately.

That change was in the form of the pair of keys getting dropped on your god damn head.

Much confusion ensued.

You had looked up out of instinct, only to be greeted with the sight of the fellow who you were sitting right next to.

Except no, he didn't look like the Huggy Wuggy you were sitting with just moments earlier.

His eyes were much more... dilated to say the least. His mouth was also open slightly revealing what seemed to be rows of needle-sharp teeth.

You kinda just sat there for a moment before it had finally had registered in your head how incredibly close he was to your face.

P A N I C

You had not known you could go as fast as you did until that day.

Like you were gone.

Well as gone as you could have been in a somewhat small enclosed room.

He did end up catching you in the end though.

You were practically going in circles at that point and you were exhausted.

He had grabbed you by the arm and had practically dragged you back to him.

Except he didn't really know what to do with you once he caught you.

You were the first trespasser he had seen in what seemed like ages and he was not quite sure what to do with you.

Mostly all the people that had broken in, usually left before he even got to encounter them.

So he kinda just sat there for a moment deciding what he should do.

All the while you were losing your shit, well internally.

So you headbutted him in his stomach.

You were too low to hit anywhere else and he was holding you too tight to move your limbs to hit him, in your defense.

Which ended up with you both staring at each other.

He honestly didn't what to do so he just let go of you, where else were you gonna go. The store?

That was what you did, you stayed there.

You had since moved as far away from Huggy as possible.

Ever since your unexpected visit, Huggy had noticed something odd about your behavior.

He wasn't sure what was wrong but whenever he got somewhat close to you, you would start picking at your fingers, biting your nails, twirling your hair, and sometimes zone out altogether.

So he decided to try and be around you even more, unaware he was the cause of your stressed state.

Every time you would bring your hands up to your bite at your nails he would kinda just use his claws to push your hands away from you.

He wasn't really sure why you would stare at him for so long after he would do that but he just ignored it.

After a day of being somewhat ignored he suddenly had a thought.

Were you ignoring him because you were hungry?

Maybe if he could find you food you would start paying attention to him?

And thus he began his search for edible food.

Well, he had found... something.

It was old and unedible at that point, who knows how long it had been expired for.

He was kind of upset that you hadn't eaten, but he just went along with it.

Instantly went in for a hug.

You had tensed up as soon as he tried touching you.

Damn, guess you still hadn't trusted him yet.

He did leave you alone for a while after that.

He would just watch you from afar when he was bored.

Your anxiety-induced actions had always confused him but he wasn't sure how he was supposed to ask you about it (mans can't talk)

Soon realized after many hugs later that you were becoming less tense around him.

He also had started to notice the dark circles under your eyes.

Would sometimes instinctively stroke the dark spots, he really didn't know what they meant so he was curious.

He would constantly check up on you.

Slowly but surely your strength would leave you throughout the days.

He would be so upset when you started your anxious habits, more frequently.

But he really did see that it happened all the time now, not just when he was there.

Then one day he caught you biting at the tips of your fingers.

He had rushed over to you disregarding your shrieks as he had clasped his clawed hands over your own, a dark crimson liquid coating his fur.

He didn't know what to think of it then.

So he came to the only rational decision he could think of.

He would stay by your side constantly after that day.

He honestly had wished he had done something sooner to make you feel more comfortable around him.

Even as he hugged your lifeless body, fur-coated in the blood that seeped through your gnawed wrists.

He had wished he had done better.

[Not me spending 10 minutes breaking this story down into bullet points so it's easier for me to read]

[lilakeels]

I take requests now.

I have been kind of antsy to write some thing lately and was wondering if yall could send me some requests, I am only writing for Poppy Playtime atm but it may change later on so..

Here’s my tos:

What I will write:

-Yanderes

-Fluffy fluff

-Angst, I'm not very good at it though

-Excessive gore

What I won’t write:

-Sexual behavior

-Lemons

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Fools and Gold (Huggy Wuggy x GN!Reader)

Good evening/morning to all of you! I apologize for not being on Tumblr for a while, school and my own personal life has been getting in the way of my writing! Of course, I will try to never have such a long hiatus ever again and I hope you all will forgive me.

Content Warnings: Yandereish Behavior, Blood, (Pre Mentioned) Panic Attacks, H U G S, Claustrophobia(?), Broken Bones, Gore, Cursing, Y/N dies lmao.

My Brain: Alright you're gonna write something with your favorite comfort character, lets make something cute and cuddly since you like him so much.

Me:

My Brain: What the Fuck are you doing

Screaming. That's the only you've been able to hear for who knows how long. A small shiver wracked through your body. One leg crushed under one of the large wooden crates, who knows what was in these fuckers, whatever was in them however had practically cut off all circulation to your leg. Your cramped position didn't help either, slouched over, head thrown back, and both legs feeling numb. However, being trapped between at least four boxes did give you an advantage, the image of stealth. The cons, however, was that you couldn't feel anything at this point, sure you can the warm crimson fluid spreading down your face and legs, yes you could feel the box that laid over your right leg. You couldn't however feel the pain that should be raking across your skin, a low throb had taken its place. The blood leaking from your own body was slowly becoming its own comfort, it was just so warm.

Tears slowly started to dribble down your bloodied cheeks, this all felt so wrong! You shouldn't have been here in the first place! You should be enjoying your day with your friends, getting pizza, I don't know anything but this! Murderous "toys," one of your best friends getting ripped apart right in front of you, you let out a small whimper at the thought, shakingly raising your hand to trace your face instinctively. You shouldn't be thinking about this right now, you just need to focus on not dying. Yeah, that seemed like a good idea. Maybe after this, you can go see your family again. It feels like you haven't talked to your mom in ages, but maybe that was for the best. Let us think about your dad instead shall we?

Unaware of the upcoming danger, you continued to think of your dad wondering how he was doing and such. However something had made you pause, something was wrong. The hairs on the back of your neck had raised along with your anxiety. What was wrong? Your inward questions were soon realized almost instantly. It wasn't dead quiet anymore, the faint sound of something slinking carelessly around your prison.

You froze almost instantly the blood that was still left in your body running cold. No! You instinctively scooted as far back into your small hiding space. They were going to find you! They were going to kill you! Oh god! Oh god! Your breath only quickened as the sound was quickly gone, you knew better, whatever the fuck was beyond these crates knew you were here. They were toying with you, mocking you from beyond these wooden boxes.

Your eyes had widened as you felt a little shake to the crate directly in front of you. Instinctively scooting further back almost into a fetus position, the pain was returning you could feel the pain coursing through your leg (which was still trapped) and torso. Everything fucking hurt. You had to quickly choke back a sob, tears strolling down your face. Maybe if you just stayed quiet whatever was out there would become disinterested and leave you alone. You knew that was wishful thinking, your death was inevitable at this point. You just wished you had more time.

A small squeak escaped your mouth as the large crate in front of you was yanked effortlessly away a low screech echoed as it skidded across the floor. Although your observation was soon cut short as the crate above it had collapsed on top of you. A scream ripped from your throat as the crate flung your body forward and your leg was once again bent at an unnatural angle. Tears dripped down your face and landed on the cold tiled floor. Your thoughts were racing, you didn't want to die! Your face was suddenly slammed into the floor causing you to scream instinctively cause, holy shit it fucking hurt.

You couldn't revel in your pain for much longer before you could feel the crate get practically shoved off of you, a loud shrill noise echoing from behind you, it almost sounded excited. Small sobs wracked your body as you were pushed onto your back to go face to face with your perpetrator only to be horrified with what you saw, a Huggy Wuggy doll, if you could even call it a doll. The blue-furred thing was way larger than it's smaller and much cuter counterpart, but what unnerved you the most was the thin and very sharp teeth layered throughout its open jaw.

A small gasp left your mouth and you slammed your hand into its face, trying to get those dead-ass eyes away from you! It let out a small squeak of surprise however it pushed its face closer causing silivia to drip onto your cheek. Panic once again began to set in, "Please-" The creature let out another excited squeal before grabbing your face. You froze almost instantly, the familiar scent of copper flooding your senses, the scent of blood.

Shivers and shakes increased as the dark crimson liquid was smeared across your face as it removed its paws off your face. What the fuck. It didn't stop there either, oh no, it just got worse. The thing let out another excited squeal before wrapping its squiggly arms around your body and shoving you basically into its chest in a makeshift hug, and boy did your body not like that. Your fight or flight response was practically screaming at you to get away, at least do something. However, it was too late as you already felt the needle-thin teeth sinking into your flesh. Goodbye I guess...

(Yeah no that ending was so rushed lmao)

[lilakeels]

I T ' S A L M O S T C O M P L E T E

he looks like he'd give good hugs :)

[lilakeels]

Get ready, the day of reckoning is coming

he looks like he'd give good hugs :)

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THROUGH A RAPIST’S EYES” (PLS TAKE TIME TO READ THIS. It may save a life, It may save your life.)

An Article from Neena Susan Thomas

“Through a rapist’s eyes. A group of rapists and date rapists in prison were interview…ed on what they look for in a potential victim and here are some interesting facts:

1] The first thing men look for in a potential victim is hairstyle. They are most likely to go after a woman with a ponytail, bun! , braid, or other hairstyle that can easily be grabbed. They are also likely to go after a woman with long hair. Women with short hair are not common targets.

2] The second thing men look for is clothing. They will look for women who’s clothing is easy to remove quickly. Many of them carry scissors around to cut clothing.

3] They also look for women using their cell phone, searching through their purse or doing other activities while walking because they are off guard and can be easily overpowered.

4] The number one place women are abducted from / attacked at is grocery store parking lots.

5] Number two is office parking lots/garages.

6] Number three is public restrooms.

7] The thing about these men is that they are looking to grab a woman and quickly move her to a second location where they don’t have to worry about getting caught.

8] If you put up any kind of a fight at all, they get discouraged because it only takes a minute or two for them to realize that going after you isn’t worth it because it will be time-consuming.

9] These men said they would not pick on women who have umbrellas,or other similar objects that can be used from a distance, in their hands.

10] Keys are not a deterrent because you have to get really close to the attacker to use them as a weapon. So, the idea is to convince these guys you’re not worth it.

POINTS THAT WE SHOULD REMEMBER:

1] If someone is following behind you on a street or in a garage or with you in an elevator or stairwell, look them in the face and ask them a question, like what time is it, or make general small talk: can’t believe it is so cold out here, we’re in for a bad winter. Now that you’ve seen their faces and could identify them in a line- up, you lose appeal as a target.

2] If someone is coming toward you, hold out your hands in front of you and yell Stop or Stay back! Most of the rapists this man talked to said they’d leave a woman alone if she yelled or showed that she would not be afraid to fight back. Again, they are looking for an EASY target.

3] If you carry pepper spray (this instructor was a huge advocate of it and carries it with him wherever he goes,) yelling I HAVE PEPPER SPRAY and holding it out will be a deterrent.

4] If someone grabs you, you can’t beat them with strength but you can do it by outsmarting them. If you are grabbed around the waist from behind, pinch the attacker either under the arm between the elbow and armpit or in the upper inner thigh – HARD. One woman in a class this guy taught told him she used the underarm pinch on a guy who was trying to date rape her and was so upset she broke through the skin and tore out muscle strands the guy needed stitches. Try pinching yourself in those places as hard as you can stand it; it really hurts.

5] After the initial hit, always go for the groin. I know from a particularly unfortunate experience that if you slap a guy’s parts it is extremely painful. You might think that you’ll anger the guy and make him want to hurt you more, but the thing these rapists told our instructor is that they want a woman who will not cause him a lot of trouble. Start causing trouble, and he’s out of there.

6] When the guy puts his hands up to you, grab his first two fingers and bend them back as far as possible with as much pressure pushing down on them as possible. The instructor did it to me without using much pressure, and I ended up on my knees and both knuckles cracked audibly.

7] Of course the things we always hear still apply. Always be aware of your surroundings, take someone with you if you can and if you see any odd behavior, don’t dismiss it, go with your instincts. You may feel little silly at the time, but you’d feel much worse if the guy really was trouble.

FINALLY, PLEASE REMEMBER THESE AS WELL ….

1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do: The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do it.

2. Learned this from a tourist guide to New Orleans : if a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse, DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away from you…. chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or purse than you and he will go for the wallet/purse. RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!

3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car: Kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy. The driver won’t see you but everybody else will. This has saved lives.

4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping,eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc. DON’T DO THIS! The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side,put a gun to your head, and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU CLOSE the DOORS , LEAVE.

5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage:

a. Be aware: look around your car as someone may be hiding at the passenger side , peek into your car, inside the passenger side floor, and in the back seat. ( DO THIS TOO BEFORE RIDING A TAXI CAB) .

b. If you are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door. Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women are attempting to get into their cars.

c. Look at the car parked on the driver’s side of your vehicle, and the passenger side. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out. IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)

6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot).

7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYS RUN! The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; And even then, it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN!

8. As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP IT! It may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and often asked “for help” into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.

Send this to any woman you know that may need to be reminded that the world we live in has a lot of crazies in it and it’s better safe than sorry.

If u have compassion reblog this post. ‘Helping hands are better than Praying Lips’ – give us your helping hand.

REBLOG THIS AND LET EVERY GIRL KNOW AT LEAST PEOPLE WILL KNOW WHATS GOING ON IN THIS WORLD. So please reblog this….Your one reblog can Help to spread this information.

THIS COULD ACTUALLY SAVE A LIFE.”

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Reblog if I can go on your page and write stupid things in your ask box whenever I'd like to.

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I know I've been doing this a lot lately, and haven't been writing any stories but these things are seriously important to me and other people. So please if you have time, reblog this.

US Helplines:

Depression Hotline: 1-630-482-9696

Suicide Hotline: 1-800-784-8433

LifeLine: 1-800-273-8255

Trevor Project: 1-866-488-7386

Sexuality Support: 1-800-246-7743

Eating Disorders Hotline: 1-847-831-3438

Rape and Sexual Assault: 1-800-656-4673

Grief Support: 1-650-321-5272

Runaway: 1-800-843-5200, 1-800-843-5678, 1-800-621-4000

Exhale: After Abortion Hotline/Pro-Voice: 1-866-4394253

Child Abuse: 1-800-422-4453

UK Helplines:

Samaritans (for any problem): 08457909090 e-mail jo@samaritans.org

Childline (for anyone under 18 with any problem): 08001111

Mind infoline (mental health information): 0300 123 3393 e-mail: info@mind.org.uk

Mind legal advice (for people who need mental-health related legal advice): 0300 466 6463 legal@mind.org.uk

b-eat eating disorder support: 0845 634 14 14 (only open Mon-Fri 10.30am-8.30pm and Saturday 1pm-4.30pm) e-mail: help@b-eat.co.uk

b-eat youthline (for under 25’s with eating disorders): 08456347650 (open Mon-Fri 4.30pm - 8.30pm, Saturday 1pm-4.30pm)

Cruse Bereavement Care: 08444779400 e-mail: helpline@cruse.org.uk

Frank (information and advice on drugs): 0800776600

Drinkline: 0800 9178282

Rape Crisis England & Wales: 0808 802 9999 1(open 2 - 2.30pm 7 - 9.30pm) e-mail info@rapecrisis.org.uk

Rape Crisis Scotland: 08088 01 03 02 every day, 6pm to midnight

India Self Harm Hotline: 00 08001006614

India Suicide Helpline: 022-27546669

Kids Help Phone (Canada): 1-800-668-6868

FREE 24/7 suicide hotlines:

Argentina: 54-0223-493-0430

Australia: 13-11-14

Austria: 01-713-3374

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I know I haven't been posting recently, but I believe this is important.

I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:

IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.

1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.

2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.

3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”

4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”

5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.

TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.

Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.

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Dream SMP x Trans Reader

As someone who is transitioning I wanted to write some coming out headcanons.

Eret:

You weren't really that nervous to tell Eret since she had always been supportive of anything related to LBGTQIA+.

That still didn't stop you from getting anxious when you met up with them to tell them though.

She was honestly surprised when you first told them, she did ask why you held that in for so long, you could only explain that it was difficult telling anyone even friends.

She completely understood, wasn't offended by you not telling them at all.

She even told you that if you were having problems with anything like this ever again to come to talk with them, they will help you.

Before they went around correcting everyone whenever they called you by your deadname or wrong gender, she asked if you wanted her to correct them.

After you gave her permission to them, they would constantly correct others on your gender.

If she was met with any kind of Transphobia towards you they would probably scold the hell out of that person and would explain to that person how that wasn't okay.

Honestly, 10/10 would come out to.

Quackity:

When you said you wanted to meet up with him to talk about something important this wasn't what he was expecting.

Like he double taked so hard when you said you were trans he probably said something like, "run that shit back?"

Two days after you told him he'll probably be just sitting there and then he registers finally what you meant and he's like, "Wait a damn minute."

He would always correct others whenever they mentioned your dead name or misgendered you.

Sometimes it was a little embarrassing when he would correct someone, but you let him do it because he saw it as helping you.

Whenever someone would make a transphobic comment he would be so upset, he would argue with that person for a long while before then giving up.

After anyone would say anything like that he'll apologize frantically to you.

8/10 would most likely come out to honestly.

Dream:

You were honestly really nervous to tell Dream since you didn't exactly know how to come out.

Honestly, when you came out it was an accident.

You had told everyone but him, and so when he called you by the wrong gender, you obviously corrected him saying your actual gender.

You froze, he froze he arched a brow before saying, "huh?"

You then had to explain to this poor man that you were trans.

He was like that one cat meme with the buffering over their head for a moment there honestly.

He kind of just said, "Oh cool" before walking away.

He proceeded to always call you by your gender after that.

He would mostly call you by the wrong gender but would always correct himself moments later.

If he ever saw someone being Transphobic, he would probably be extremely pissed off and would curse them out.

9/10 he honestly sounds like my dad when I came out to him.

Yeah this took too long to write so Ima leave it at this.

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Ranboo x Ender Dragon Reader (plus headcanons)

Yes, this will be fully platonic. I don't want to hear a word about it, okay? Ok, back to the thing.

Summary: In which a dragon becomes overprotective of a certain ender hybrid.

Tw: The reader is a tad bit possessive with Ranboo, not romantically of course just very yandereish if you get what I mean.

The reason they were there, they didn't actually know for themselves. All they knew since they woke up in this strange new place was cold, and white powdery shit. What was it even called, oh yeah... snow. God how they hated snow it got all over them whenever they even tried to walk around. Take off into a sprint? Ha you thought, snow in the face. Wanna try flying, ha no it's snowing too hard to see. This really did suck, hard.

Y/N had tried to find their way back, many, many times before they ended up in the snowy tundras. They could only let out a loud whine as they started growling childishly. This sucks, why can't they just go back to the end, there was no snow there just abyss, and honestly, Y/N prefers that over whatever the overworld has come to.

They sighed stopping their little tantrum for a moment they quickly took refuge underneath a small pine tree. They were childish but they weren't stupid. They shook the snow off of their jet-black scales that dotted their body like a bunch of freckles. They stared silently at their scales for a moment, the thing they were so proud of, of course, they would be proud of their origins they were the offspring of one of the most powerful creatures known to man, of course, they would be confident.

Their head shot up at a sound they knew all too familiar, an enderman. It was the sound similar to that of a cry. Their instincts flared up, they recognized that it was a screech of pain. They quickly left the cover of the pine tree and took off into a small sprint careful to not make too much noise as they made their way through the blizzard. They followed the desperate cries a growl rising up in their throat. Soon they found the source, it was of course beyond the snow biome causing Y/N to have to run a long distance.

They squinted into the rain beyond catching sight of the thing that was making the noise, it was curled up in a ball shaking as the rain hit and burned its skin. Y/N quickly identified them as male due to their build, but they also noticed the odd coloration. They approached the shaking figure, albeit cautiously. They let out a soft coo before stretching their wings out to cover themselves from the pouring rain.

It then hit them, they forgot that enderman couldn't get out in rain. They rushed overall caution lost as their instincts took over. Y/N quickly spread out their wings to cover the shaking enderman. They watched as the enderman yelped in surprise at the lack of pain and he stood up quickly bumping his head on Y/N's wing. They tilted their head at him when his gaze met hers. He let out a noise of surprise scooting away.

A frown overtakes Y/N's features as they watch as he almost shoved himself back out into the rain. They quickly stopped him with their tail nudging them back under their wing gently. The enderman looked behind him at the tail suspicion clear in his eyes.

Suddenly he spoke, "who?" Y/N glances up at him when he started to speak.

A smile crossed over their features as they started to fidget with their hands, "Ah! Sorry, I'm Y/N?" He arched a brow slightly before a large grin overtook his features.

He gestured to himself, "Well then Y/N, I'm Ranboo!" A sheepish grin crossed over his features before he stumbles out what he thought was an awkward question, "Can I pet your tail? Ya see I've never touched scales before-" he stares blankly at them for a moment before quickly stumbling out, "If it's alright with you I mean."

Y/N deadpans at their newfound companion before a loud laugh comes from them causing Ranboo to jerk back. They quickly try to stifle their lives with their hand covering their mouth. "No, no, no, it's fine!" Ranboo stares at them blankly for a moment before he lets out a small chuckle before starting to pet the scales.

Headcanon time:

Every since you two met that night, he introduced you to his platonic husband, Tubbo.

You three instantly became attached to each other you becoming more territorial over as you dub it, your new pack.

Both were hesitant though to introduce you to their son, since you were known to play roughly usually causing the two to become very bruised when you became excited, whether it be your tail, teeth, or claws.

Although they quickly relented that rule when you practically begged to meet them.

You became an entirely different person while around Michael, much gentler and more patient.

They soon trusted you enough to leave you two alone together. Ranboo commonly having to drag you out after you refused to leave the room.

Soon everything calmed down after your arrival, you ended up moving into their house.

You had this weird habit where you would steal Ranboo's clothes, who might I add is way larger than yours.

Like he'll be chilling in the kitchen at 8 am and suddenly you walk in wearing his favorite t-shirt.

He would eventually convince you to return his clothing though after a while though.

Ranboo soon learned about your possessiveness with your 'pack' after he got mad at Tommy and vented to you about it.

He soon realized his mistake when you almost marched down to Tommy's house to beat the shit out of him.

A week after that whole fiasco he managed to finally calm you down enough to hang out around him without going on a mission to murder anyone.

Ranboo also soon noticed your hate for snow and odd love for the rain.

Like whenever a thunderstorm was happening you'd drag him outside, of course using your wings like an umbrella so he wouldn't get hurt.

Although he usually doesn't go out with you due to his fear of water. Usually just watching as you splashed around.

He soon also found out another thing you loved, taking pictures.

He managed to find you a polaroid camera for your supposed birthday, lets just say your once clean room's walls were now covered with pictures of anything and anyone.

Ranboo loved watching you get all excited whenever you saw basically anything, making him stand next to the thing to take a picture of it.

When he asked why you made him stand next to anything you liked you would simply say, "oh so I can associate things I like with you and Tubbo!"

The two of you became great friends in the span of a month, commonly making him pose dramatically to take pictures of.

It was kind of funny how half your wall needed to be cleared out due to how many pictures were stapled to it.

Soon enough he mustered up enough courage to ask what the end was like.

YOU WENT INSANE.

You started to panic saying, "NO! Please I don't wanna go back!"

He never mentioned it again.

I'm sorry if these kind of sucked but I had a lot of fun writing this, anyways I hope yall have a great day/night,

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I just want to reblog this real quick, don't worry I'm still working on another oneshot, but I feel like this needs to be known.

Everyone should know the international sign for Help Me. Let’s make this famous!!

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NOW THIS- THIS IS THE KINDS OF STUFF I WANT ON MY BLOG

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Awesamdude x Reader

Have some tasty Fluff my friends.

Summary: In which the reader finds out why Tommy never left the prison. Someone comes to comfort them.

Cw: Angst and Main character death

The day was going great, well as great as a day could go when your best friend is in prison. Ever since that day you've been trying to cheer up the rest of the smp members giving out pastries, resources, and even just giving out flat-out gifts to at least raise some of their spirits, it had little effect.

Well, you were preparing to hand out one of your favorite pastries, apple strudel, the strawberry treat always made you feel better when you were upset or angry. Baking, in general, seemed to calm you down, you'll commonly have shelves full of bread that you don't even know what to do with it.

The funny thing is, you're really popular with a nearby flock of geese. You would commonly be found feeding the wild animals the leftovers of your baking sprees. Although you haven't been able to visit your feathered friends ever since your friend, Tommy, got trapped in the prison with his enemy, Dream. You've tried desperately to visit him, to try and give any kind of treat that you've made recently. Sam despite wanting to let you can not, I mean you did understand but it did suck.

Today you were going to visit Sam with the newly made treat, you know he has been through a lot of stress lately constantly avoiding the question when you asked about Tommy, actually, everyone has been avoiding the question, even Ranboo. Maybe it was just because everyone was under a lot of pressure and stress, yeah! Yeah, that's it!

Soon the prison came into view and you paused for a moment glancing around for any sight of green. Your eyes lit up as soon as you saw him, "Sam?!" You broke off into a full-blown sprint, careful not to drop the sugary treats on the way. Said man turned around alarm flashing through his features before he caught sight of you right before you almost ran into him, stopping yourself just as quickly excitement practically radiating off of you.

Sam leaned back slightly a small smile painting his features when he saw your excitement, "what happened this time?" You were surprised he didn't ask if you were here to see Tommy, did he think you didn't care about him? You shook off the thought, maybe he just didn't think of that. You offered him a smile, "Well, Niki managed to teach me how to make these-" you gestured to the pastries on the plate "-and since I like them so much I thought maybe you would want some for lunch if your lunch break is soon, do you even have a lunch break?"

Sam smiled, "I don't have breaks but I don't mind hanging out for a little." You offered him another smile and handed him the plate, he accepted with a quick thank you taking a small bite. "Again thanks, Y/N, you really didn't have to." You shook your head as if denying his statement.

"Nah, you deserve it keeping one of the most dangerous people on the server in prison-" your eyes lit up and Sam visibly deflated, he knew exactly what you were gonna say, "-by the way, how is Tommy doing?" Sam let out an audible sigh, he really didn't want to tell you, but he can't hide it from you any longer.

"Y/N-" he began his voice starting to waver, "-I'm sorry but Tommy isn't in the prison anymore." You tilted your head at the statement quietly, what did he mean? Was Tommy back in L'manburg and you didn't notice, that would be extremely awkward.

Sam let out a sigh at your confused expression and quickly blurted out, "he's no longer with us." Your eyes widened as it struck you what he meant.

It felt like the entire world around you was shattering, everything you knew started to fall apart. Your best friend, your friend since the beginning had passed away. THE Tommyinnit fucking died! There's no way Tommy couldn't have gone through all this only to die in fucking prison. Tears started to fall down your cheeks and your breath became ragged and rushed. You stumbled a bit backward almost falling straight on your ass.

You start to aggressively mumble and scratch at your wrists, tears streaming down the sides of your face. Sam shot up in alarm and was by your side in seconds grabbing your shoulders, "Y/N!" You only let out a strangled whale in alarm.

Sam glanced over towards the prison for a moment before quickly enveloping you into a tight hug, "Listen Y/N, if you can even still hear me please, please take deep breathes." He positioned you until you were practically were laying on him you're face practically buried into his chest as quiet sobs wracked your body causing you to shake and shiver.

"D-do you want me to tell you what happened?" Sam asked, he was walking into uncharted territory with this one he was never truly great at comforting others or even understanding their feelings. You could only let out a small whimper and a sluggish nod to tell him to continue. Sam took a deep breath before he continued.

"He was killed by Dream, while in the prison. I guess he did something to upset him, I'm not too sure-" he was cut off by you talking once more, "when?" Sam glanced down only to see your emotionally distraught face looking back up at him, he looked away almost instantly.

"W-what do you mean, when?" He asked hesitantly his voice shaking slightly, "When did this happen." Sam let out a sigh as he started to stroke your hair, "when did he pass?" You asked shuddering at the word 'passed.'

Sam shook his head slightly, he really should have told you earlier maybe this wouldn't have hit as hard if he told you before. Of course he didn't want to hurt your feelings, he wanted to keep you as ignorant to what was happening for as long as possible but it looks like he can't do that now. But maybe just maybe he can break this fall. "recently, I'm sorry Y/N I should have told you earlier maybe-"

You let out a quiet whimper and he looked back down at you as you shoved your head into the crook of his neck sobs continuing to wrack throughout your body. The shaking only seemed to be getting worse. Sam let out a sigh as he gripped you tightly. Of course he lied you would only get mad at him if he had told you it had been almost two weeks.

This was why he sheltered you so much, you'd only get hurt if you continuously made friends with anyone like this. He was going to make sure no one, not even Dream, hurt one of his own ever again.

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Philza x Vulture Hybird Reader

Summary: Where a very lonely vulture finds a new friend.

The reader will be gender-neutral, this oneshot will also be platonic so don't expect fluff or anything like that ya filthy sinners lmao.

Loneliness can be a terrible thing for people, to be isolated from any human contact for as long as Y/N has would mean to become very atatched to anyone who becomes even remotely close to them. Meaning they would commonly push away anyone who would ever become friends with them, leaving them alone once more. They were tired of it, they just wanted a friend. They sat on the sandy ground quietly, maybe they could try and find a small lake or pond, maybe skip some rocks? They let out a sigh as the thought seemed to exit their mind, they probably wouldn't even be able to find a pond let alone skip any rocks.

They let out a quiet sigh as they stood up, they've been really lonely the past couple of days ever since their new friend left them. What was their name again? Dre- Drei? No! Dream! Dream, yes that was their name. He was really fun to hang around while he was there, he had a perfect personality that could handle Y/N's own very well. Too bad he just disappeared without a trace a week after they met. They've been staying in the same place ever since, they didn't wanna leave there just in case he came back.

They knew he probably wouldn't come back but one could only hope, they let out a quiet whimper at the thought. They shouldn't be thinking back on that it would only bring down their mood, and if they wanted to survive they needed to stay positive. They took a deep breath stretching their light grey wings before standing up. They started taking a stroll away from the shade of a tree they were once underneath. They didn't know if they should try and find some food or raid a nearby village, so many choices so little time!

They wiped the sweat from their brow as they were exposed to the harsh sunlight. Soon after much contemplation, they decided to take a small walk they need more exercise anyway. Y/N's attention though was soon diverted by a crow soaring through the sky, their eyes lit up. Wherever there's a crow there's almost always food nearby, it was just common knowledge around the area. They didn't want to disturb the bird's flight so they decided to just follow on foot.

They looked around quietly searching for what the crow could be after, it was heading in a specific direction so it must be heading somewhere, right? Soon they caught sight of the large bird swooping down and they looked in that direction. There was a figure there but it wasn't dead, they would have smelled it by how close they were. That was when Y/N noticed the large wings planted on the figures back, similar to their own but more large and darker colors. She tilted her head staring at the figure with wide eyes.

Whatever they were, they weren't a vulture hybrid that much was clear way too big and less scruffy looking. A raven maybe, nah that was a crow if they've ever seen one. That would explain the crow swooping down to the figure, probably a group. Y/N sighed, they should probably leave they wouldn't wanna bother them or anything. Yeah, they wanted some contact but she was kind of suspicious of hybrids especially ones not from around the area. They always brought bad news.

Suddenly, a loud caw echoed through the once silent sandy plains. Y/N visibly stiffened at the noise, damnit! They froze staring wide-eyed as the hybrid turned to look at them. Y/N's wings flared up when the figure began to approach them, they were saying something but they couldn't really tell what they were saying from how far away from them. They narrowed their eyes when the hybrid stopped talking but continued to keep a brisk stride towards them only stopping when they were six feet away from each other.

Y/N was snapped out of their thoughts when the hybrid in front of them spoke quickly identifying them as male, "Hello?" His voice was unsure and wavered slightly as he gazed at her. Y/N relaxed slightly at his tone it wasn't accusatory or anything like that. They sighed and their wings folded neatly behind them.

"H-Hi." Y/N muttered in reply, they started to fidget with their hands they never were really good with social interaction.

"I'm sorry to bother you but, do you know the direction the Dream SMP is I went to get supplies and lost my way." Y/N tilted their head slightly and stared at the male for a moment before their gaze shifted to his wings, his primary feathers were cut beyond repair making him incapable of flying. A small smile made its way onto their face.

"I may not know the way but I help you find it, I'm great at finding stuff," they stated excitedly gesturing to themselves. Maybe they could be friends?

The male stared at them for a moment before a calm smile made its way onto his face, "Sure if you want, but I don't want to waste your time." Y/N's eyes widened and a wide grin made its way onto their face and they started nodding vigorously.

"No, no, no, no, no it's perfectly fine I haven't talked to anyone in AGES!" They were practically shaking with excitement their wings starting to flap happily. The male didn't expect this reaction to be honest, it was... odd.

He shook the thoughts out of his head, they were probably just really nice. "Byyy the way!" They squeaked, "I'm Y/N what's your name?" They tilted their head as they questioned.

The hybrid offered a smile before saying, "Philza."

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Fundy x Elk Hybrid Reader

Heyo! I was working originally on something else for my first post but me not knowing how to work Tumblr, accidentally deleted the post. So have this small story. This story does include fluff, so if you are uncomfortable with it you are free to leave.

Snow. It could either be a blessing or a curse most a curse, but not to the inhabitants of the tundra. The large plains of the tundra were far, far away from the rest of civilization, Y/N of course was fine with that. She had no need for communication with others of her 'kind' she could handle herself just fine alone and honestly, she preferred the quiet of her lonely cabin in the middle of nowhere. Today there was a heavy blizzard enveloping the isolated place in sleet and fierce winds. Y/N of course didn't mind the harsh temperatures due to her long time of living there. She was too busy anyway, long hazel-colored fur on her elbows, cheeks, and legs commonly kept her warm from the freezing cold temperatures.

Being part moose indeed has its perks she commonly didn't even need layered clothes due to how thick her fur was in certain places, but she would always wear a coat just in case. Today was supposed to be like any other, Y/N commonly left mid-day, the warmest part of the day, to go trade with a village beyond the Tundra. It was almost impossible to grow any kind of plant in the desolate place so she commonly had to find other methods to match her diet. Soon she learned of a 'nearby' village, now it has practically become a routine to leave at noon, trade, then get back home before dark fell.

She sighed continuing her hike through the harsh weather occasionally brushing the small snowflakes out of her fur, it was sometimes kind of annoying. She hopped onto a large boulder pulling out a compass, silently taking a seat she gazed at the small contraption, 'alright so the village is west and my house is east, come on Y/N remember, remember-' her head shot up at the sound of a small whimper. She arched a brow slightly at the small noise, a hurt animal?

Not many animals stay around outside all day especially in weather like this, this was terrible even with their usual weather. Animals despise coming out in the middle of large storms, it was in their instinct. She hopped up into a standing position glancing around in search for the source of the noise. Her ears perked up at the sound of the same call although this one seemed more desperate.

She jumped off the large rock into the snow, making a satisfying crunch noise when her boots hit the ground. She glanced around for any sign of life quickly noticing a shaking ball of orange and brown. She started approaching the blob of color soon she noticed it was in the shape of a human. A trench coat covered most of their body as they shook and shivered in the harsh conditions, two pointed pastel orange ears with tips of brown sprouted from curly caramel-colored hair.

Y/N stared blankly at the hybrid, they clearly weren't from around here due to their coloration, so just what were they doing here? She shook her head determination now prominent on her features as she shook off her large coat, get them warm and safe ask questions later. She approached the figure rushed grabbing their arm gently, they let out a surprised shriek as their head swiveled to stare up at her with clouded baby blue eyes. They stared at her as she shoved her coat around his shivering figure providing at least a little more warmth.

She quickly without even thinking hoisted one of their arms over her shoulder allowing some of her body heat to the shivering fox. They practically melted into her touch their breathing slowing slightly as Y/N began the trek to get them out of the cold. She would slip on the sleet a couple of times causing her to almost drop her new companion multiple times. Once she finally saw her cabin in the distance she let out a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry bud, we are almost there. Just a little more," she encouraged the other she was starting to feel quite tired herself her legs practically jello. The hybrid next to her could only let out a groan in response.

She trudged through the snow back towards the structure, 'just a little more,' was all she could think as she stumbled towards the front door. She finally reached the door fumbling with the knob for a moment before she finally heard a satisfying, 'click!' She practically kicked open the door it almost coming back to hit her in the face but thankfully didn't. She glanced around for a moment looking for a spot to place the shivering hybrid. Soon she just settled on the floor in the corner of the room.

She set them down gently propping them up against the wall, wrapping the coat around them so they were warmer she turned around and rushed towards her bed. When she reached her mattress she ripped off the blankets rushing back to her new guest throwing them over them to give them more warmth. She narrowed her eyes as they cuddled into the quilts, they looked still cold.

Suddenly an idea came to her, soup! Soup always helped her when she was younger and had a cold, she could only hope it would help her new companion as well. She rushed over towards her furnace quickly finding and grabbing as many mushrooms as she could. She searched her chests for some bowls and water bowls, she let out a triumphant snort. She shoved the ingredients into the bowl pretty rushed and shoved it into her furnace for a couple of seconds. She sighed in relief when she pulled it out now searching her place for a spoon, successfully finding a wooden spoon.

She put the spoon into the broth and started to carefully make her way back to her new friend. She crouches down noticing that they were conscious, large curious eyes glancing around until they landed on her. His ears perked up slightly as he looked at the soup in her hands. She offered him a gentle smile as she placed the food on the floorboard in front of him and turned around to lay against the wall as well.

The fox hybrid cautiously took the bowl into his hands staring at it for a moment before taking a tentative sip. His tail audibly started to thump against the floor as he continued to drink the broth. He finished it quite fast oblivious to the stare of Y/N next to him. She watched as he looked over at her with heavy eyelids, she watched in surprise as he leaned against her shoulder melting into her touch.

"You're warm..." he mumbled. Y/N let out a small chuckle at the statement grabbing him gently putting the smaller male on her lap wrapping her arms around him providing more warmth. He snuggled up against her letting out a quiet purr as she set her chin on the top of his head.

"My name-" he was cut off by a yawn for a moment before he continued, "-is Fundy, what bout you?" Y/N let out a quiet snort responding with a short, "Y/N."

"Well, Y/N-" another yawn cut off his half-asleep mumbles, "thank you."