#ミ★ ser’s thoughts

[bunji-enthusiast]

hi!!! i hope u are having a nice day!!! i recently found ur posts and i love the way u write

if it is okay, can i request reader just petting and giving scratches to dogday? he has helped the reader calm down a couple of times and i would like to see him happy..... and also because he is just a really big dog. i think that's funny

hope u have a nice day or night!!!!!!! take care

Act Fool

Note || you are so right, ALSO SORRY THAT THIS TOOK SO LONG. I had to take a long ass break because my creative juices were low.

Sypnosis || they say an eye for an eye, you say affection for affection.

“Hey.”

“Hm?” 

“Could you come here?”

You gestured for DogDay to come toward you, to which he had obliged to your request. Not like there is much one can do in your current predicament anyway, there always seemed to be one puzzle after the other to be solved. You simply needed to take a break, it was in due time from the amount of adrenaline that you had repeatedly had been running on just from trying to get away from those out for your head anyway.

“Is there something wrong Angel?” As always, he was only worried about your state. You almost felt as if you were dying from how adorable he can be. 

DogDay scrambled over to you finally, his large frame seemingly still towering over yours. Damn was he big… eh not like it bothered you as much as it does with CatNap, that giant purple kitty was always so quiet compared to DogDay. It almost disturbed you a little.

You only shook your head, your hand steadily reaching for the crown of his head. “Could you just lean down a little though? Can’t reach for you.” DogDay’s brow rose at this, but he had complied to your second request all the same. 

Your hand threaded through his worn, worse for tear, fur. He truly looked so adorable, no wonder he may as well have been popular with children!

You began giving him scratches on the head, causing him to let out a content hum–relaxing beneath your very pleasurable ministrations. “Thank you Angel.” You nodded at him, simply continuing with scratching his head. 

“You're actually even more adorable like this.”

“E-eh?”

[bunji-enthusiast]

Your dogday fics have my brain completely rotted at this point like omg your work is absolutely amazing❤️❤️❤️❤️. I really wanted to tell you that because your an amazing writer anyways. After reading all of these my rotted dogday brain headcannons that if we found his legs somewhere after saving him, and managed re attach them that he would become a very protective boy, because he feels like he can help us more now. Honestly I think ima just dieing to see someone write him getting his legs back somehow after we save him, because the poor precious boy deserves his legsss.

You are absolutely so right, which is why I’m writing a third part and giving him his legs back.

He’s the goodest boy and deserves to walk again.

[bunji-enthusiast]

Small piece of the 3rd part 🤞

You shook your head egregiously, trying to affirm your belief as you spoke, “I got it… I swear I know which way it is!” Your shoulders slumped as you let out a defeated sigh, having to hate asking him for help.

Asking for help wasn’t necessarily your most favorite thing in the world, in for the most of miniscule of things. You thought it was ridiculous, insipid to do, in no way would you ever ask for said help unless you really were struggling.

Apparently as of right now, these were one of those moments that you were truly struggling, and it was with directions as well. You couldn’t be any more ashamed, “Could you m-maybe tell me where it was again?”

DogDay let out an amused bark, not merely in making fun of you. He thought you were just cute, the way you were embarrassed, though DogDay will never actually admit this feeling to you. “Okay, Angel, you see that sign over there? It points to the direction of the medical station.” Your large companion points to the sign in question, you sorely cannot miss it no way, his paw was big. Actually, it’s nearly the size of your head.

[bunji-enthusiast]

Today was a good day — Yuuta Okkotsu

• Sypnosis || He can’t help but just recall all the things about you that made today a good one.

• warnings || sfw, first attempt at writing this boy, fluffy to the MAX.

• pairing || Yuuta/GN!Reader

• Note || I got inspired by Ice Cube’s song It was a Good Day, sue me.

He can’t help but just smile at the way you can talk, hold yourself accountable or simply just even do things for people. Even if it was something you didn’t realize you did. He notices all of it.

Your hair, even if you didn’t have any. He’d still see you line your body was the very things sculpted by the god of the sun. Made so perfectly he felt like he’d taint you with his touch.

Yuuta can’t help but crack up whenever you think, having a very cute and certain expression ingrained into his brain when he prefaces that very expression whether on missions or even on regular occasions.

Oh goodness, even your mannerisms are so adorable. He can’t get enough of you, even in ways he didn’t realize… you really do make his day a little better.

To be a little more truthful, Yuuta does feel somewhat embarrassed if he is unwillfully a little obvious about his tiny crush on you. Sometimes even Panda or Inumaki would point out the barely visible blush dusting the shell of his ears to the front of his cheeks.

In a way, Yuuta finds comfort in your presence. Sometimes going out of his way to help you with errands or even just to go shopping if that had been a thing of yours.

If you had a particular thing for taking pictures, even of yourself or scenery. He’d be happy to partake in your hobby! Yuuta thinks it’s pretty neat how photography can be a form of art, divulged with messages you can interpret yourself at first look.

Yuuta loves your hands, no matter the size. His own hands are unfortunately calloused to the touch, not as smooth as to the touch they had used to be. He doesn’t exactly know how to take care of his hands properly.

He loves your voice, the dulcet and varied tones it can carry depending on the time of the day. Yuuta can simply listen to your voice for hours on end if he had the chance to.

“You alright?” You spoke, waving your hand for a few moments to gain Yuuta’s attention once more if it was possible. “You kinda been staring off into the distance my dude.” You snorted with a smarmy grin.

Yuuta looked up and gained eye contact with you, blinking for a second to get the blurried traces of the sleep he had been ripped away from before. “Ah, sorry.. just thinking about something.” He smiled gently, rubbing the nape of his neck as he would. At times you have seen Yuuta be so particularly serious and poised in combat and even out of combat. This was a rare occurrence where he had been so shy, reminiscent of when he had first joined Jujustu High.

You nodded and crossed your legs, thinking of what else to say as you had forgotten what you had been talking about before when you had noticed Yuuta not paying attention. “Man, what was it I was talking about?” With a groan you facepalmed your head.

“I think you were talking about how you had liked those.. videos that had made you laugh so much.” Yuuta spoke, within a bit of a nod that had indicated he was trying to spark an idea as he wasn’t too sure of what it was himself. His own fault, he had thought.

“AH! That was it,” With a snap of your finger, your lips curled into an enlightened smile. “Thank you.” Yuuta had nodded, somewhat in a way to encourage you to keep going. Then you perked up again, and took out your phone teeming with a sort of laughter when you remembered what the video you were thinking of specifically was called.

“Aha.. all the keywords baby.” Yuuta raised a brow at this, waiting for your elaboration. “One sec, I almost have it. I swear.” He looked at you with a curious smile, his brows flattened and curved. His eyes just teeming with a type of joy that could never truly be explained, never described.

You then turned the screen of your phone to the raven-haired boy, the video now playing on screen. “Ple-pfft.” It was a clip from a stream displaying Fanum and his friends, trying to keep themselves from losing it which in turn had failed at the near end of the clip. The clip was ridiculously popular, in its own right of course.

Yuuta let out a chuckle, then erupted into laughter. Causing you to laugh as well, you simply couldn’t help it. Too good!

“Thank you, you find some pretty interesting stuff.” Yuuta said, still chuckling a little bit from the post-high euphoria. You nodded with your very iconic grin, being the proudest best friend that you were. Sometimes you just liked to be a little dramatic.

“What can I say?” You laid a hand on your chest, wiggling your finger slightly with your other hand as you displayed a dramatic scene, “I live to be the best.”

Yuuta let out another breathy laugh, leaning back on his rear slightly as he let out a hum.

Yeah, this was a damn good day.

[bunji-enthusiast]

Tell Me I'm Wrong

WC || 270

Knowing is poison, knowledge is an innate ability to define things by reason. To define humans and beings alike, no matter how different they may be, yet they are one and the same. 

Poison is something he had soon gotten used to. He didn’t want to know things, he didn’t want to know the things he caused. How much pain and suffering he felt just for existing; instinctual, habitual… No means whatsoever did DogDay want this. The torment, the madness. The sunny dog for once in his life, felt so much pain. 

He felt so suffocated with oxygen, something he did not deserve to live and breathe. Was the lying to Theodore just karmic hell in return? DogDay wasn’t a dog; He wasn’t a leader, he wasn’t a good friend, he wasn't even a man.

The leader failure had promised his friends he was going to save them: he promised Craftycorn, Bubba, Bobby, Hoppy, KickinChickin and CatNap.

Oh CatNap…

CatNap died, Theodore died right alongside the cat. Both of which never deserved any benign temperament, on again, off again he didn’t know what to say or do. If he dared to walk any further, with the legs he knew he never deserved, DogDay would simply lose his own life. 

Nothing short of anything, nobody deserved this. You didn’t deserve any of this, not Theodore and not even Kissy Missy. So many of the toys suffered, some died, even his friends. 

He couldn’t cry anymore, what was his name? He didn’t want you to suffer anymore, he didn’t want to watch it all happen again.

DogDay couldn’t return for another funeral.

[bunji-enthusiast]

A supposed saving grace, you had wasted your time to save a filthy, dirty and useless heretic such as himself. He really couldn’t believe it, despite it all, he could feel your burning desire to move forward.

You really are an angel.

[bunji-enthusiast]

Out of curiosity, whats yer thoughts on catnap? And of dogdays friendship with him?

You have given me a chance to yap ✨

(Spoilers ahead for those not caught up with Poppy Playtime.)

Personally to go off from what I understand of Catnap, he’s more tragic to me than anything. Bro got killed and transformed, infused to what his official appearance is now.

He used to be Theodore, as you probably would know. Just imagine going through all that, just to die all over again.

Catnap is fully and willingly offered himself up to the Prototype—I think. Imagine being killed by the only person who saved you, who you thought you can trust.

Though all things considered, he’s hellishly smart, but I’m surprised he didn’t kill us in-game on the spot. He had every right to do so, instead he let us run around.

Why is that?

I mean of course he still was hunting us, toying with us for sport—but he didn’t kill us immediately. That speaks a lot on his confidence in keeping Player in line.

Rightfully so, Catnap was doomed from the start. Like nearly every other toy in Playtime Co.

…

Idk if that made any sense.

Now to elaborate on your other question, DogDay and Catnap appeared to be very good friends. Even from when Chapter 3 was still being teased, though it seemed from the start Catnap instigated a lot of things.

Even going so as far as to sever DogDay’s legs as seen in the game. From that scene alone it seemed Catnap wanted DogDay to change his mind, be on Catnap’s side and work with The Prototype.

He’s so complex I love it.

[bunji-enthusiast]

school bus graveyard is phenomenal—

would anyone would be… interested if I jumped on the SBG bandwagon of writing content for it?

[bunji-enthusiast]

Wonder how Redeemed! Scourge would act around Team Sonic during and after his therapy and redemption arc, would be interesting to see how he would react seeing the genuine friendship between the whole team especially if the reader is involved. He only had his team and Fiona, most probably stayed out of fear(?) idk I haven't read the whole lore but prob close to that

Note || somewhat rushed but here you go! I AM SO SORRY THIS IS LATE, SO MANY THINGS KEPT COMING UP AND LIFE AND UGGGGHHH—

Okay first of all, you probably had to give your friends a large heads up and a warning to be kinder and not act so weird toward Scourge. Considering his huge reputation with his previous actions, quite frankly it could be worse, seeing as how he enslaved a numerous amount of mobians and mobilized the plant in his own dimension. Then came his scars, then came this. 

His memories are scrambled, so he can't recall every single thing evidently. But when it came down to you, Sonic, Knuckles and Tails; he could feel the warmth of friends and family found alike. Working together and providing good memories together regardless of the circumstances or the situation. He didn’t entirely expect them to greet him warmly as they would.

But in all rights, they still reserved some resentment toward the green hedgehog. Scourge completely expected that, and he was fully ready and prepared to gain back their trust with time. 

Unusually, he felt a new sensation stirring in his chest each time he saw you interacting with any members of the team. Scourge evidently didn’t realize how much he had done his old friends wrong. Nonetheless, he simply watched from a comfortable distance – while maintaining his persona, less his old self, but with better restraint now this time. 

Fiona was one of his closest members, his old lover. But he sees now he was extremely piss-poor behavior when he saw you interact with one additional honorary member; Amy Rose. He did apologize to her properly for his prior behavior toward the pink hedgehog, to which she still held grievous amounts of skepticism toward Scourge, but was most willing to make amends with him. Scourge thought she was an absolute saint: at any point in time of his life, he never expected to have such a mindset. He felt a little better that he improved more on that aspect before meeting any of your friends. 

Scourge could appreciate how quickly Sonic could make amends with you, or any other of his friends for that matter. Before he was easily annoyed by Sonic, as he was often compared to the Blue Blur – but now he could understand why those comparisons were uttered before. He just needed a bit of straightforwardness and blunt honesty to set him straight on a bit of a better path.

He thought he was really annoying to converse with though, Sonic will not let him live down his infamous reputation for prior events. He didn’t like him in that entirety, but he came to learn and understand that he has a tendency to tease; Sonic surprisingly won’t cross any boundaries with Scourge, and even began to worry over him in the few past months he’s gotten to know him. The real him. 

The real Scourge.

Getting acquainted with Miles was something he found rewarding, he thought the little fox was cool as hell the better he had gotten to know him. Scourge didn’t mind being in his presence, as he had also found him to be very reliable. Tails was a nickname he was continuously called by many who have come to know him, as he had often introduced him this way. Scourge felt the honesty and modesty radiating off of the little fox, he could really respect the guy.

As for Knuckles, he wasn’t completely sure. He was cold and hardened, indifferent to Scourge. Though he did his best to remain with understanding and patience toward the echidna, understanding that the guardian may resent him moreover in comparison to the others.

[bunji-enthusiast]

He gibs me comfort :D

“What are you doing?”

“Cuddling.”

He hums in acknowledgment, shifting his position to secure a more comfortable seat. The echidna wasn’t entirely empty on the knowledge of cuddling and the like.

What actually threw him off was engaging in the act, he wasn’t someone who was touchy. No less actually being this up close and personal.

Not that he didn’t mind, this was somewhat new to him.

[bunji-enthusiast]

“What’re you gonna do when dogday goes-“ the fuck u mean when he goes that guy lives forever hashtag friendship is magic

YOU.

YOU GET IT.

FYM HE DIES? HE ACTUALLY LIVES.

[bunji-enthusiast]

Hear me out.

Bigger Body DogDay jealousy scenario?

I wanna write it but do ya’ll wanna see it—

[bunji-enthusiast]

OK.

SO- I’m almost sort of done with all the requests and I’ll more or less open the inbox again when I’m actually done.

But LiStEn, I might be making a 3rd part to that story, ya’know… “Closer And Closer” + “Run, run far Angel” or whatever the title is.

I might also revise the first part to make the whole saving DogDay thing a little more accurate, the whole adrenaline thing probably just messes it up.

Just letting ya’ll know, if you’re interested of course.

[bunji-enthusiast]

I swear I’m trying to get requests done but the moment I stare at the screen and the request, I just can’t.

It’s been weird lately 😭

[bunji-enthusiast]

My favorite thing about chapter three is that how everyone just immediately just fell in love with dogday and just agreed we were able to find a way to rescue him and hes still alive (just like he's so sweet and i want to hug him so badddd😭😭😭)

Biggest collective mood EVERRRR

He’s goodest boi

[bunji-enthusiast]

Just read the new Dogday part, and I just have one question

WHAT DO YOU PUT IN THAT STUFF!? ITS TOO GOOD LIKE

🍽 PLEASE SIR I WANT SOME MORE

HELP SKDISKSKSS

A CHEF NEVER REVEALS ONE’s secret ✨

Ok you wanna know? C’mere

I MADE IT WITH LOVE 💕