#SimpAlert

[jyushimatsurepliez]

HIII

ive known and followed ur blog for awhile, always coming bac to this blog when i get back into hyperfixating over osomatsu san

ur a great artist and super funny, ur a big inspo for me and im just super super happy u exsist

ive finally had the confidence to submit a ask after years and im glad im able to

hope u have a good day/afternoon/night and yea much love from a avid jyshimatsu+karamatsu enjoyer

{Heyyyy!! I'm so sorry I've left this unanswered for so long TwT Even though this ask is so lovely honestly!! Thank you so much for all the kind words!

It's really been forever since I posted anything here, I guess when 2020 hit it really got to me more than I thought... And admittedly before that it'd already become a little bit of a grind I suppose. So I've been giving myself a mental break since then, and focusing on more original stuff, and that's been cool as well but... God this blog has been so much fun too and remains dear to me even if I'm hardly around these days TwT

I hope there's been enough content on it to go around and go back to and enjoy, but yeah, sorry I'm not as active as I used to be TwT But either way it truly means a lot that I was able to be an inspiration, and I really wish you all the best!! Also thank you for finding me funny! TwT I struggle with that part of my self-image even though I love drawing humour, so it's a real confidence boost.

Lots of love and muscle muscle to you, sorry I'm so late and I really hope you've been OK and will keep being OK, either way! 💛}

[bodychanandbodykun]

whats ur guys fav tv show, and if u were to have 1 super power what would it be?

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[uselessalexis165]

@simpalert a quick jīn de doodle 👑

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referenced from this:

[tuber777rishi]

Observation Helps

It was my first day at college as a DSY (Direct Second Year) student, so I was two months behind the rest of the class. I tried talking to some classmates, but being a DSY student, the regulars weren’t that friendly. Then, I met another DSY student named Neil Sanders.

When we first talked, Neil wouldn’t stop bragging about himself—his father’s business, how rich he is, what we should be doing, and more. Honestly, it was overwhelming. He kept talking about himself so much that it was almost frustrating. He even dragged me to the library to get a reference book for a subject. At first, I thought, Maybe he’s smart, maybe he’s focused on studying.

But instead of judging him immediately, I decided to observe. As we searched for the book, he kept bringing up topics I had zero interest in. He even admitted that his friends often ditch him because of his annoying personality. That was a red flag, but I kept listening and observing. I knew that sometimes, people who seem difficult can still be useful—especially if they have connections, like Neil’s rich dad.

After a few days of observation, it became clear: Neil wasn’t the big deal he made himself out to be. Sure, his dad had a business, but all that talk about how great he was? Pure exaggeration. And then it clicked—he was doing all this to get attention from girls. Neil was a classic simp, someone who will step on anyone for validation, but won’t have your back when you need help. I’ve seen this type before—they cause you trouble, ask for help, and then disappear when it’s your turn to need something.

So, in the end, I keep my distance. I’m around him, but I’m not with him.

Observation really helps you figure out who your real friends are—and who’s just looking out for themselves.

[moderator-monnie]

looks like slammer has a new friend in lexe [one of my many exe ocs]

these are events from the character ai, and omg its so soft and sweet [also they're able to hug cus a lot of my exes are like immune/intolerent to those kind of viruses]

she gave him hugs, a lil pice of chewlry [what he's chewing on in the 2nd pic its shaped like a flower]

hes just a wormy fella and crys a lot <:]

Mod Monnie: sorry it took me a bit to get back to you!

thank you so much for the fun lil doodles of my wormy fella!

It's fun to see Slammer interact with other exes, and oh lord I forgot about the [character ai] bot I made lmao it's not the best HA! but it's likely the bot would be softer then the acutal slammer, even if your exe was immune he's not a hugger and would likely just bite or hiss

Lexe is a fun lookin gal! nice design

[hahskeleton]

@simpalert If you end up doing it you’re in the contest now!

[sunyandmony]

hands u the idea of sun being a night owl and moon being a morning person X3

OMG YOU BIG GENIUS I'M SORRY IQDBJSKWSBDB😔😔

Have something for this bc you had to wait so much🙇‍♀️

Moon couldn't help but shift in his bed. It was too late at night for this- "You still awake?" A ominous voice came from the side of the bed, and he immediately threw his pillow at it, hitting Sun right in the face and shifting to bury his head into another pillow.

Sun closed his eyes and let out a sigh. Well, okay than- Didn't have to be so mean and throw a pillow at him, he could've just said to go away!

Sun sat up and left Moon's room immediately. It was at least 1 AM, and he was not tired, he was however full of himself- So Sun went to do the next best thing at this time. Clean.

. . .

Okay, maybe he exaggerated with the cleaning a bit. The daycare was a lot shinier and everything around here was slippery but clean. He was proud he spent... Almost 5 hours doing it! It was worth it for when you'd see it!

Moon groaned, stretching before getting out of bed. It was pretty early but eh, who would even judge him. Not you, that's for sure, not like you had a better sleep schedule anyways. He then lowered himself to the ground with his wire. Before he could take one step, he slipped and fell face first into the play mats. "Sunnnn- What did you do?!" He yelled out.

Sun flinched and looked behind himself to a angry Moon hanging on the wire just above the floor. "W-well, I've been cleaning, duh!" He says in a way too loud tone for even himself, his rays retract slightly. "Sun, this is not healthy! What do you mean just 'cleaning'?! This daycare looks like a whole new place, what do you mean?!" Moon retorts back, crossing his arms.

Sun looks down to face the floor, and then back up, before he could say anything he collapses face first into the mats. His battery has drained completely. "Idiot." Moon mumbles under his breath before begging to drag Sun all the way to their room.... It's gonna take a while...

[corpsebunniie]

💌 Send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome. 💌

[toonagi]

UM. MASS ATTACK

it's been a hot minute since i've done a big group shot like this (and by "hot minute" i mean like 5 years) so uh. zoo wee mama that's a lotta hedgehogs (plus one (1) warrior cat and a porcupine)

individual groups under the cut. i'll be putting character names & owners down there too :]

this attack has a whopping 33 characters in it so um....... long post warning

group #1 (also known as Mandatory Vacation in my files):

Archie ( @interstellarchaosss )

Astraeus ( @simpalert )

Zonic of PZSFI ( @ciphergrowl )

group #2 (aka Beast Pack in my files. look i had to name the folders to keep everything organized ok)

Agartha ( @sa2ration )

Werehog Spikes ( @hyper-cryptic )

Monster AU Sonic (Rougelynesdisco on ArtFight)

Halcyon ( @mystigaron )

group #3 (silly billies)

Blurfoot ( @guiltypandas )

2000s Web Sonic (Prismsonic on ArtFight)

Nicolas ( @zzcarnotauro )

Prism Sonic (also Prismsonic)

group #4 (Therapy)

TDC!Sonic (donnie on Artfight)

Virtuosity!Sonic ( @minecraftfan11onscratch )

Nikopulous!Sonic ( @bensbean )

group #5 (da bench)

Frost ( @simpalert )

Tactile (ULTRAVIXLENCE on ArtFight)

Dreamwalker Sonic ( @the-cosmic-blogger )

group #6 (nincombots)

Murder Drones Sonic ( @cat-dragron-arts & @cherbearsz )

SD-C (also cat-dragron & cherbearsz)

Dr. Needlemouse ( @lilcrazybat )

group #7 (eeeek a spider - also mva sonic's quills are cut off a little sorry)

Undertale Sonic ( @gettingfizzical )

MVA!Sonic ( @weirdozjunkary )

Mach Spider ( @chaosspear )

group #8 (oooooo spooky)

Rise ( @mercurymarine404 )

Taxidermy!Sonic ( @cxrpsehub )

group #9 (gender)

Sonic the Squidhog ( @stormloup )

Nikki ( @transgirlsonic )

Crystallized AU Sonic ( @12neonlit-stage )

Arrow (SparksSystem on Artfight)

Vi (also SparksSystem)

group #10 (no silly folder name for this one. sorry) :[ )

SOMA!Sonic ( @citystreetfunk )

Vampire Sonic (the-cosmic-blogger)

group #11 (actually not a group it's just speedy)

Speedy the Porcupine ( @jays---wing )

and some bonus doodles from while i was working on this. as a treat :] (feat. zonic having The Day Ever)

hehehehaha i love an excuse to draw a niche character that i really like for some reason. anyway hooray yippee my adhd ass completed a large project!!!! ^_^ time to write a whole novel in the tags as per usual

[dogdaysplayhouse]

Hello! How are you? How CatNap?

(@simpalert @blues-of-randomness )

[mr-munchies]

@helpmeimawkwardbutfun @simpalert

Fae when any of the boys tell her someone hurt them

[choisunjaeisactuallymine]

reality quest men as Yandere! Otome! characters pt.1

other parts: eunsung, sunjae

this version of Dowan as a full fledged Yandere! here

Ha Dowan

WARNINGS: fem reader, slight (very) ooc, this wasn't meant to be yandere, also mentions of stomach chub...EVERYONE HAS STOMACH CHUB AND IT'S ADORABLE!! i don't make the rules. Dowan likes it too.

First love interest. Easily manipulated and gets obsessed with you the moment he sees you. The classic pathetic jealous loser stereotype because trust me, even if he loved you to hell and back, he would not say a word about it.

Still in his loser coded era when you meet him, and you replace Arin as his first girl. Still doesn't know why you stick around tbh, but he's hooked on you either way. You guys definitely met from seating arrangements. First day of school and his new seat partner is you, Dowan might be a late bloomer from the way he's reacting to your presence.

Get to know him in class, and he's this huge nerd. Does calculations on powerscaling within games (even though it's mainly due to being bullied, poor boy), and genuinely updates data on the Wiki about his opinions and stats. Ask him about what he's playing and make your own account. If you want to take advantage of him, just hint at being bad and he'll offer to grind for you for free #simpalert.

At the beginning of his transition, you stick around him often and comfort him. Sometimes he gets a few bruises from hits, and you patch him up. You guys have a tradition of meeting up at the park every night so Dowan can train, and you can sit still and look pretty while you hold on to his water bottle.

Tease him by saying you'll give him a kiss if he finishes his workout everytime. He flushes and brushes it off while you laugh. Baby him after his workouts, you guys don't have a lot of time alone during school, so maximize this time! Go to a roadside convenience store, or bring him a home-made bento. Force feed him. He secretly likes it.

He bulks up a lot during this time, and you're very surprised by the progress. The lanky boy you once knew was gone, and in his place stood this new, muscled guy. He's still your little puppy though. Order him around and force him to carry you on his back while he does push ups. He can't even think of the strain when you're on top of him.

A special event might trigger here. A group of teenage boys looking like a stereotypical otome gang show up and try to hit on you. One of them grabs you by your shoulder and in comes Hurricane Dowan. But now he's not so skimpy anymore, and one squeeze of his hand is enough to send them running away. Give him a kiss as a reward, he's still waiting for that offer :).

As a way of thanks, invite him to see a movie with you the next day. The system will help you and make it a required event. Pretend to be naive and accidentally squish your chest against his arm during a jumpscare. Slot it right between your breasts, put those girls to good use! Cling onto him when the movie ends using the excuse of you "being scared". He'll buy into it.

Later on, you meet Eunsung, and he's pretty taken with you too. Dowan knows he's in trouble, he sees Eunsung's face and finds his old self reflected on his expression. Remember when I said jealous? You really don't understand why he's trying to monopolize your time all of a sudden.

Dowan doesn't really understand it either. He doesn't understand why Eunsung is suddenly a part of your life when you haven't talked to any man besides him. He wanted to believe he was the only one you thought of. The idea of Eunsung sharing a spot with him didn't seem right to him, and as much as he respected Eunsung, he wishes he wouldn't have let the two of you meet.

Cue him starting to follow you around like a puppy. It's really weird to see him everywhere all of a sudden. Library, hallways, wait...was that him behind the pole near your window? Don't think too much about the love letters in his backpack with your name scribbled on them. And don't even look at his nightstand when he invites you over, it's definitely not a lock of your hair in that plastic cup you threw away a month ago.

Has his transformation taught him nothing? The only thing that changed was that now he was a buff pathetic jealous loser with questionable habits. Is that a pagan symbol on his desk? Oh, looks like he's made a doll of you out of felt, how sweet. You don't know why he's sweating so much though. Honestly, the fabric looked a little too familiar...

Dowan isn't too phased by your behavior. He lays on your lap as you run your hands through his hair. You came to his apartment after you heard that he was sick. He looked fine when you got there though, maybe he was right when he said you had a healing aura.

A notification goes off on your phone. It's Eunsung's contact. Before you can reach for your device, Dowan grabs it using his full strength and crushes it to pieces. You're stunned into silence.

Panicking, Dowan quickly apologizes for his actions.

"I'm so sorry Y/N!" His eyes are teary as his face begins to redden,"I didn't mean to do that-you know I didn't mean to do that!" Fat drops cascade down his face as you hurry to comfort him. You pull him close, and he positions himself in the middle of your chest, cuddling into your two mounds of flesh.

"You know I'd never upset you..." he mumbles into your shirt, "I'll buy you another phone...just trust me, okay?" You're frozen solid when his icy hands begin to creep around your waist, rough pads rubbing your soft stomach as he kneads and pulls.

Was the game always meant to be this way?

"I'm tired..." he pouts at you with big eyes, "can't we go cuddle?"

'Okay.' You hesitantly reply. He happily picks you up and spins you around, you slightly giggle from this gesture. He places you on his bed as he pins you down, a gigantic grin on his face. You don’t think you've seen him like this before, his eyes crinkled like crescents, bright irises full of stars. His joy was pure and real, and it was absolutely beautiful.

You placed your head on the juncture of his neck as you let yourself unravel in his embrace. One of his hands lay lazily around your waist as the other threads through your hair, large palms softly massaging your scalp as you feel the last remnants of your consciousness slip away.

In the corner of your sight, a small red warning sign flashes on and off again, until suddenly, it stopped.

Dowan wipes away the last of his crocodile tears as he feels your breath evening out. He holds you close, trying to take in your warmth and your scent, the softness of your skin against his. He nuzzles into you again, a content smile resting on his lips, a stark red glow dissipating from his eyes.

[end of episode 1]

Edit: okay all of them are jst gonna be yanderes I've realized that I physically cannot write a healthy relationship. quotev has done a number on me throughout the years

[lunesprite]

@dca-prompts @simpalert

Original prompt:

Trying this a different way this time! ~1500 words today. Takes a little bit to get there, but I hope you enjoy it!

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Nothing ever happens on Wednesdays. Well. Not from the hours of midnight to 6am at least. 

It’s the perfect night to come back. 

Around and above you, the lights of the pizzaplex flick off, casting your path in wells of deep shadow between islands of neon glow. 

It was unsettling walking to your office the first few times. Management wanted you clocking in no more than five minutes before your shift officially began, and unless you sprinted from the time clock, there was no way in hell even that would get you from point A to your office down in the depths of the place before it got spooky in the pizzaplex. You used your phone flashlight for a bit - speed walking between neon streams and the glowing eyes of the ever-watchful wet floor bots - but, well. 

Then Moon stole your phone. 

It was your fault, to be fair.  

You’d been late, you’d been hurrying, you heard a noise behind you and instantly thought ‘horror movie’ and whipped around and uh. Kind of flashbanged him in the face from two inches away. In your defense, no one had ever bothered to tell you what the other night security was, or tell you that it had a mischievous streak a mile wide. 

So you figured you deserved it when he stole your phone and spent a good fifteen minutes suspended above you, sulking like a kicked cat before you gave up and stumbled your way to your office in the dark. And there, in between staring at the screen static of a completely empty plex, you decided to write him an apology. 

One, you wanted your phone back. You’d just paid it off. 

Two, call you a sucker, but he’d been kind of… cute? You’d never seen an animatronic sulk before and he’d sold it so well you’d really wanted to beckon him down and pet him. 

You left that bit out of the apology. Which was a good thing, because when you’d clocked off in the morning and slipped by the daycare looking for the guy with your actually neatly written letter of apology, sealed with a sticker and everything, Sun looked at you like you were about to grow a second head.

And then, insisting that he was just checking it over for you, read the whole damn thing. Out loud. With acting. 

You hadn’t been allowed to leave the tiny table he’d plonked you down at. 

You’d been so mortified, your brain didn’t even register it when he whipped out your phone from somewhere and made you re-enact the incident with him - except Sun, wearing a hat also produced from places unknown, followed up the flashbang with dramatic wailing on the floor. Smote down, cruelly wounded, etc. 

Which was all well and good, you’d said. But Moon’s was a lot cuter. 

Yeah. 

You know in those choice games, where like. Sometimes it brings up a notice? ‘There will be consequences for this action’? 

There were consequences for that action. You still don’t dare go to the daycare during operating hours. 

Sun, the menace, had gotten this gleam in his eyes and started howling and you fled like literal hounds were on your heels. 

You hadn’t expected to clock in late the next day, the lights off before you even made it to the time clock, and then turn around to Moon right there. 

And. Look, ok. 

He was too big to be in that pill box of a room. So he was kind of scrunched up a bit. Hunched in on himself, his hat more crooked than usual, long legs and arms drawn in like. Like a cat, sitting behind you, with those big red eyes watching you. 

He was cute. And you didn’t know about his and Sun’s whole situation - that liar - so you just. Did what you’d wanted to do the night before. 

You reached out and pet him and that big cat just melted. 

He made the deepest, happiest purr, eyes dimmed in contentment and next thing you knew, you were on the floor with an animatronic oozed across you, his face in your hands and his claws kneading the shitty carpet. Only, worse than a cat, there was no way to move the big cute lug to go anywhere. 

Once Moon cuddled, you were stuck. 

But you worked things out. 

As much as the two of you enjoyed sitting in your office, his chin resting on your thighs as you watched the security feeds and idly pet him or wiped him down, he did have to do patrol, so you’d made a deal. 

Wednesday, when nothing ever happened, Moon could come flop on you. 

It wouldn’t take him long to show up tonight. After all, you’d been gone last week - vacation - and it’d taken a lot of pacifying to get your sulky cat to accept he’d have to go without cuddles for one week. 

You unlock your office, flicking on the light switch beside the door and leave it open as you dump your overstuffed bag beside your chair and set your drink on your desk. If you didn’t keep the door open, Moon would claw at it. The exact same way a cat would paw at a closed door, except his are titanium and explaining it to management is a lot more… awkward. They always seem to expect so much more from your answers when they ask. 

You only manage to get the screens turned on and dig out the wipes from your bag - the scrubby ones, a little treat - before the lights overhead go out, leaving you in only the faint light of the security feeds. And when you turn, you try very hard not to laugh. 

All you can see are Moon’s eyes, staring accusingly in at you through the window beside the door. 

“I’ve wronged you,” you say, as solemnly as possible. 

His eyes narrow. 

“Truly,” you turn, pulling out the starry blanket and new pillow wedged into your bag. “I have been a most cruel friend, to leave you uncuddled for a week.” 

His claws creep around the edge of the doorway. 

Almost everything else, you pull out from assorted hiding places in your office. Pillows. Not one, but two giant sleeping bags, spread out across the floor as you shove your chair to the edge of the admittedly small space. By the time you’ve finished, fluffing up the sturdy pillow you sacrificed from your old couch, Moon sits in the doorway. 

Now for the final bribe. 

Under his watchful optics, you set the wipes on the floor near the couch pillow. And then your drink. And then, with a wink, you reach into the bottom of your bag. 

And pull out a massive power cord which you hold out in both hands, head bowed. 

His eyes gleam, a quiet cackle hissing from his voice box. 

“As an apology, please accept this offering of a night of cuddles and charging - just as long as you don’t blow up the circuits again.” 

“No promises,” he hisses, already slinking inside and burrowing under the top sleeping bag as you huff out a laugh, pushing aside a bit of shelving to reach the heavy duty plug hidden behind it. You plug in the stupidly heavy cable and drag it over to the jingling blanket lump, grinning as he pops out his head. Just like a cat, he takes up 90% of any surface he deems his bed, and you drop the cable on him with a clunk as you clamber over him to the other side to your stash of wipes and drink. 

The screens flicker as Moon plugs in the cable, and for a second you pause, wipe in hand, before he slinks an arm around your waist and plops his chin in your lap with a soft purr. 

You laugh softly, checking over the security feeds for a second before you tilt up his face, smiling at his dimmed eyes and take the wipe to his forehead. 

“I thought you were gonna knock us offline there, Moony.” 

“Mmmm.” He hums, curling his lanky form around you until you’re hemmed in, his arms deceptively loose around you. “Still thinking about it.” 

“I guess I’ll just have to convince you otherwise, hm? Can’t clean you up all nice if I can’t see a damn thing.” 

You pat his head, settling back into your pillows as Moon mumbles something and, slowly, as the trash can fills with dirtied wipes - your eyes flicking to the screens each time you grab a new one - his purr evens out. 

It’ll be a long night. Somehow, you suspect he’s not going to let you up until the end of your shift this time.

With a fond sigh, you hook an arm around him in turn, fiddling lightly with his hat as he snoozes and turn your eyes back to the wall of security monitors. His fingers rest loose and light against your sides. Every now and then, his claws twitch. His inner machinery ticks and whirrs lazily. 

He really is a sweet thing, underneath all that mischief. 

You almost want to kiss him. But, ah. This is enough, isn’t it?

[matchasofia]

art trade for @simpalert

Ok 4 down 4 to go

Alt version without red fliter and less saturation

DO NOT STEAL, TRACE, COPY OR REPOST!

[yourslimeybuddy]

compiling a bunch of the drawings I’ve done in during the DCA Palooza magma boards that @venomous-qwille hosts! Bout time I compiled these anyways, long overdue.

Also, the human Sun design belongs to @shoujoglitter !!

And here’s the big ol’ collab I did in the most recent board! Those in the collab that I can identify currently are @muffant  @anonymousmouse556 @pasteldragonstuff @nigh30wl @simpalert​ @ihearnocomplaints​ (please lemme know if you were in this one, I’m horrible at reading watermarks)

[sunyandmony]

hands u my lil bby echo, i wuv him

... OMG HE IS SO CUTE OMG LET ME EAT HIM ALIVE AISBSJEJSB/POS

Freaking out

HE HAS NO RIGHT TO BE SO ADORABLE 😭😭AAAAAAAAA-