#and be crushed by that big doggo

[amethystfairy1]

✨Hello hello!✨

I'm Amethyst (she/her), and I'm your local fanfic gremlin. I've written a lot for a lot of fandoms, right now I am caught in the Hermit/Traffic/Empires brainrot, and if that's how you've ended up here, welcome welcome!

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Right now, I have two WIP AUs!

Through the Sky-Blue Cracks 🌤️

My Hot Guy/Cute Guy, Over-City/Under-City AU that has a lot more going on in it now, it's grown pretty big and is organized in chronological order, not by publishing order, so I write up and down on the timeline filling in parts and pieces as I go!

TTSBC takes place in a modern/slightly sci-fi AU with superheroes, biotech, secrets to hide, trauma to unpack, and as much humor as I can attempt to fit in as well!

Features the local superheroes crushing on each other, anxious writer meets intrepid reporter, the drama professors who can't keep their hands to themselves, penpals gone wild, resident middle-aged married couple who happen to be a mobster and a mad genius, the local cottagecore lesbians, bad boy butterfly and cat lady, protective big sister, Zom-Mom and Sentient Glowstick, a very tired Guy-in-the-Chair with a permanent headache, and more yet to be added! I've got lots of plans left for this AU, so if you're interested, please come check it out!

For FAQs or general info about the AU, for example character heights, descriptions, ages, series of events, etc, please check out the absolutely amazing Unofficial Official TTSBC wiki which is run by the absolutely amazing-er @silver-sunray!

Tags for the AU are:

#through the sky blue cracks

#ttsbc au

#ttsbc ficlets

Traveling Thieves 🪽

My dark fantasy AU! This one has some heavy themes going on, so I'd encourage reading the tags carefully before jumping in! I'm very proud of how it is turning out, dealing with breaking out conditioned headspaces, survival in a sick system, negotiating power imbalance, the power of friendship (no, really), and of course we've got elves, mercenaries, magic, swords, sorcery, rogues, redstone, and lots more fun stuff like that! Also lots of adorable birbs, one traumatized fiery boy, a mer with an attitude, a good doggo, and hurt/comfort galore! Giving everyone a chance to believe that they've all got a shot at getting lucky.

Tags for the AU are:

#traveling thieves au

#traveling thieves ficlets

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[weewookinard]

headcanon time:

Tommy is fascinated by dogs and he has a huge Bernese Mountain Dog named Floyd. The first time Buck sees him, he's like 'WOAH! That is a big dog', but Floyd turns his belly upwards for scratches and Buck is absolutely gone for him.

I had to Google it because I am not good at remembering dog types and I have to let you have this, he'll be a perfect daddy for a big dumb kind Bernese Mountain dog!!!

My aunt had one and he was always asking for cuddles and jumping on people to have one, which was quite impressive when you are a kid. But Evan is solid, Evan is big, Evan can let this big doggo crush him and still be happy and standing up on his two feet. Of course Tommy takes pictures of Evan carrying Floyd in his arms and one of them is his new lockscreens, Evan wearing a huge smile and Floyd licking his cheek.

When they move in together Evan buys Floyd his own couch because the three of them can't fit on Tommy's one.

[flaming-thing]

Top 10 dog breeds and why?

1. Golden retriever - my dog is a retriever. No other explanation is needed

2. Dalmatian. Have you seeeeen them!??! They're so pretty. So regal. And they have spots?!? There's 2 living near me, and I'm very happy whenever I see them

3. Golden doodle. BIG. FLUFFY. BEAR. Did you know doodles aren't recognised by most canine organisations or kennel clubs because they're a relatively new hybrid species?

4. Greyhounds/lurchers - I know they're 2 different breeds, but they're similar enough, and I like them both the same amount that they can share a spot. But they're so cool?? They have such a majestic feel to them. There are so many in shelters here because they're used for racing and then either shot or abandoned when they're no good for competing anymore. It's actually horrible. If I didn't have cats, i would definitely adopt some

5. Collies!! I love collies. They're so cute, so fluffy, perfect size to sit on your lap and not crush you, and also great for people who go out alot! And they're very happy dogs

6. Sausage dogs/dachsund. They're so silly. They just waddle along on their stubby legs, I love them

7. St. Bernards - idk they just look cool?? Big fluffy dogs

8. CHOW CHOW!! BLUE TONGUE DOG!!! BLUE!! TONGUE!! And they're so fluffy!! Although they're prone to elbow dysplasia, and exocrine pancreatic insufficiency, poor doggos :(

9. GERMAN SHEAPARD!! COOL DOGS!! They look so scary sometimes, but all the German sheapards I've met are massive softies

10. Labrador - idk they're just cute? My cousins have 2, they're both so silly

[ourtalechara]

I did it again

Welcome from FICSIT Inc. to our brand new engineer

We're thrilled you picked us, we're here to bring you a brilliant new career

Yes, it's true that the terms of your servitude are a little bit unclear

But don't fear the years you'll be spending here, you're a lifelong pioneer!

You're entering planetfall to a planet full of resources

Your contract calls that your life revolves around rounding up and exporting

And if you happen upon our previous ones, well, it's your job to report it

Take inventory of the spent debris, but best to leave any corpses

No time for grief, so take relief in this briefing

These core values, FICSIT needs you believing

You'd better learn them if you want to be leaving

But if you miss it, then we'll keep on repeating

Construct!

Rebrand that land before you as a grandiose factory floor

Automate!

Command it to handle it, so you're free to construct more

Explore!

You'll fall to a world of wonders that none have seen before

Exploit!

Convert that fertile earth to a furnace for churning ore

Flora and fauna, forced to the boundaries

Par for the course when your sport's tearing down trees

Pounding them down into powder to power these

Towers you've founded to round our accounts

Seize bountiful mountains of countless amounts

Each ground into compounds bound for the foundries

Sound of it drowns out the howls of the foul beasts

Ousted and out for revenge, so look out

Deep down underground, a fortune awaits

We've just got to burn down what's in the way

How fortunate that you have opted to stay

With your life on the bottom line for our pay

So slave away and save the day

In place of wage, you'll pave the way

Stay in the black with shades of grey

Keep sending stacks, you'll get back someday

We enterprise and synergise

You improvise and synthesise

To bring supplies and tint the skies

With inky spires as chimneys rise

The market cannot be denied

We couldn't stop it if we tried

That natural snapshot that you prize

Is simply profit in disguise

Drop a thousand rods in the pod

Ship them off, don't stop and move on to the Modular Frames

The Rotors and Cables

The table says we are waiting on lots of Crates

And if we haven't got enough on your plate

Well, we haven't got enough of the plates!

And the state of the Caterium isn't great

So fill the elevator by end of the day

Mother Nature is minted, it's evident

If we're her kids, then what is the precedent?

Where there's a will, there's a way to inheritance

Whether we killed her or not is irrelevant

No defense for delay, it's expensive

So pay up, foreclosure's a moment away

Financially, we're fine actually

So contractually say it again!

(i couldn't be bothered to color this next section in)

Construct!

An industrial wonderland with a hundred belts to ride on

Automate!

Set beams to plunder and then find somewhere else to siphon

Explore!

There's a whole ton of funds to be funnelled under that horizon

Exploit!

So tear it asunder with thunderous, sulfurous pyres and pylons

This is a FICSIT reminder!

It's a lizard-doggo-eat-lizard-doggo world out there

But that doesn't mean it won't also try and eat you

So be careful

Those uniforms aren't cheap

You've been hurled without leave to build worlds without leaves

Scorch the earth, burn the trees, crush the birds, squash the bees

Yes, the customer may moan, kicking creatures from their home

But they'll scream and rant and rave if they don't get their mobile phone

You may think that it's a lot, slaying nature so our stocks gain

You may rethink extinction when your neck is on the Blockchain

All things bright and beautiful, all creatures great and small

Will be scanned and logged and processed for the shareholder's bankroll

It's a little bit of sweat, a little bit of toil

And a big blind eye to the wildlife spoiled

If they go the way of the dinosaur

What you crying for? We're just making oil!

So the seas may boil and the skies might burn

But we'll reap the spoils of the prize you've earned

No quarrel, it's morally grey, just quarry away

Morals make for downturn

Mother nature ought to be

Hung, drawn and quarterly

Diced up and torn to pieces, export and reset

Our big spreadsheet says more for me

Unlike a life, a price is dependable

Cutting expenses to keep you expendable

Spreading our message, we made you a prophet

So make us a profit, we'll grant you ascension

All manner of valuables need our attention

The fact that there's animals ain't worth a mention

If there's a creator, I guess in a sense then

That we are a case of divine intervention

Beyond the heavens, there is revenue to glean

So turn that greens to black and we can turn it back to green

Tax law is more lax for planets unseen

And in space, no one can hear the machines

Right, I want ten thousand steel beams at my desk by four

No, not literally, where would I put them?

[fafnirhumgy]

another error message.

marmalade sunk back in his seat with a sigh, the ever dutiful gamma bringing him refreshments to clear his mind. for all that yuuki adhered to the traditional makeup of any general reyvateil, there were just as many aspects where he didn't. some were obvious - he was a boy rather than a girl - and some were rather genius - his telomeres were quite reinforced, possibly explaining why his need for diquility only extended to pain relief and not life support - while others were obtuse by the means which his existence was possible. on paper, the redirect from a traditional cosmosphere to the genometrics was a good idea. in practice?

well, if the weird visual on his screen of a weird tree wrapping its roots around a pillar of metal was any indication, it was just a bit more complicated than he was prepared for. and the less said about the weird beastly parts in his h-waves, the better.

then again, though he didn't know the exact details about those strange mutations, he did at least know what they were. and that, he could work with.

"..."

unfortunately, that wasn't much either.

another sigh.

"well, gamma, i'm big enough to admit i'm lost on this matter. looks like i have no choice."

his metal companion tilted his head as the professor sipped the offered drink and reached for a barely-used rotary phone. it was the phone, the one he always dreaded using. he had an inkling as to what was about to happen next, but it still warranted asking:

"what will you do, professor?"

"...i have no choice but to ask them for help."

a few short whirs of the wheel, the softly ringing dialtone of the phone, and the seconds-long wait that felt like an hour began...

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"oh yeah, we're free! we'll take a quick pit stop at the town we're at and we'll fly right over. see ya!"

click.

betel looked down at the giant canine monster he was perched upon, his prosthetic arm checking its vitals and sending back all green. well, it was pretty disingenuous to call the beautiful creature he was on a "monster", but that was the scientific term, so what can ya do. his cohort, the "song-beast" draco, was keeping the big doggo occupied by yapping its ear off about something... related to sea shells?

"hey kiddo, you can stop with the seafood talk, you're making me hungry over here too."

a playful raspberry. huh, he was getting pretty good at understanding the song language draco's kind used. seriously, would it kill anyone else to put in the effort to learn even a little bit of the language and what these people called themselves?

the pink dragon perched on his shoulder and switched to common, for his sake. "so, boss, where to next?"

"sage's island. we're finally coming come to nrc!"

"oh yeah, you told me all about that place... isn't it where all the stuck-up douches li-"

"NOT just the douches, i know a few cool people there."

"right, i remember! your childhood crush!"

"yeah! you re-"

betel's face goes flush as he begins sulking.

"let's just go, okay draco?"

"hehehe! you're the boss, boss!"

with a great jump, the small dragon suddenly morphs into a very big dragon, large enough for betel to perch on their back.

one, two, three wingbeats, and they were off to night raven college like a pink winged comet.

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crowley sneezed.

"...why do i get a feeling my precious budget is crying?"

[raging-soul-of-fire]

The Pumpkin beast is troubled! Good doggo human have the problems! Pete is not sure how to handle! Clearly, this is job for good big red human!

"This is so. Chii is having the big heart, but she is being fearful of her foes...on her domain!"

The oni grunts. "She should be crushing them, but she is fearful more will be returning. To be razing her shrine, hurting her peoples. She is not thinking they will be stopping if she is killing them. They haunt her, and so attack her mind, even when they are being gone."

"Her domain is where her power should be being strongest, but she is fearful. The lands are hers to command! But she cannot be feeling safe for the foolish hunters."

"And fools they are being." Ray'je says with a derisive snort and drinks from her gourd. "They hunt the kami who wishes no harm...but do not face oni. They are being spineless, and hunting prey who is not wanting battle. Weak cowards."

"I have given mine council to Chii. I offer mine blade and mine might. I am doubtful she will accept. Chii is not wishing others to come to harm on her behalf." She grunts. "The hunters bring war, and she is being miserable, but is not accepting others to aid her."

[slickshoesareyoucrazy]

A and G

Today is my dog G's birthday. He's 4. We got him in the early fall of 2020 when I couldn't take not having a dog anymore. Our first dog died in April of 2019, right after J's and my 14th wedding anniversary and immediately before the Boy's spring break at school. It was horrible. All of us cried. She was really, really old for a dog...14 at the absolute youngest she could be, but probably more like 16+. She was a rescue, so we didn't know her birthday when we got her, like we know G's.

Man, I was really busted up when she died. Just devastated. She was my first dog. J got her for our family when I was 27, never having been allowed to have a dog growing up. Up to that point, excepting only the grandparents who practically raised me and died when I was still a kid, it was the hardest loss of my life. I didn't know how to handle the grief; felt weak and guilty about the level and intensity of my grief about a dog, realizing with some shame that I was grieving her more than I did (or would) some human beings I was (or would be) expected to mourn. J and our son were obviously grieving too, and I didn't want to pile on or exacerbate theirs by talking about mine, so I called A. I didn't have to explain anything because A lived my same experience. He wasn't allowed to have a dog as a kid either. He got his first dog when he was 25; was crushed when he died. A just got me. His second dog died about a month after my first one did. Mutual tears. A had 4 dogs when he died; one of them he'd only had for barely more than a year. I think about those dogs all the time. About how much he loved all of them. About how they all got cheated. About how the dogs don't understand why A isn't around anymore. I feel like I have a lot in common with the dogs, honestly.

When we got G I sent A about 4000 pictures of him as a puppy, and told him stories about all the crazy shit G did as a puppy (and continues to do as a Big Boy Doggo). It was a lot of crazy shit. We traded puppy and dog pictures and stories a lot. When A came up here in the summer of 2021 right after everyone got vaccinated the first time, he met G. The only person not in our son's virtual school group or our immediate family to meet him. A fucking loved G. He loved all the stories about all the crazy shit. He loved how fucking annoyed I was when G seemed to do bad shit just to specifically fuck with me. (Like A did.) Once I threatened to drive G down to 'Uncle A's House' because he was being a particularly horrible little shit and A said, "You are welcome to do that, but if you do it, I will not give him back. 😝😂❤️ I love G! He's the best! 😍😂"

He is the best even though he's a scaredy-cat-goofball-psycho-clown who obstinately will not mind J outside and insists on eating any piece of inappropriate yard trash he can find. And I miss A. Bad. I fucking hate the knowledge that this time around, I can't call A when That Time comes for G. I like to think of myself as a grounded, realistic, and grateful person who knows and accepts the finite nature of things. Who doesn't take things for granted and make self serving assumptions about life. I'm not naive and deluded; I know we're all going to eventually die, and I know that you never know when anyone's time is going to be up, even with big screaming warning signs (like your dog is 16+ with advancing kidney disease and probably a neuro condition), and definitely when you don't have any (like when your healthy, under 50 bestie just fucking DIES when you talked to him 3 days ago and he literally said he and everyone he lived with were 'all good 👍'). But damn I still feel fucking cheated that my 45 year old human best friend did not outlive my dog. I honestly still feel fucking cheated that dogs even DIE.

Anyway I'm sad and missing both A and my first dog, but I still love our wacky shithead G and will celebrate the birthday he super doesn't understand with him today. I hope he lives to be 5000 in dog years.

[tainted-by-skeletons]

Bully Reader X Sans (Part One)

(SFW And there's a little Sans X Grillby in this chapter.)

Getting drunk with your friends is always a good idea when it's just your friends. But when the guy you keep picking on is asleep on a bar stool and someone has a marker handy… do the nice thing, and not the thing you want to do. Okay?

“Hey Y/N! Look, Sans is sleeping!”

“Heheheh~ nooo waaayy~”

“You should go mess with him. We do it all the time. It's okay.”

“Aheheh. Okay. Doonnn tell em.”

“Haha we won't. Go on!”

It's a lot harder to resist when you're drunk and a bunch of dog monsters are telling you that you should totally do it and everything will be okay. The good thing is, I wasn't as mean as I could have been. I was handed a marker by a large monster whose face was mostly made up of teeth. (Nice guy by the way) I took it without any hesitation and made a beeline to the small skeleton. The joyful crowd behind me and complete lack of restaurant staff gave me more than enough courage. But even then, I did still have one problem.

“Wait! What the hell do I draw on him?”

“Anything! Come on! He's not a light sleeper. Just draw something funny!”

“Or cuuute!~ hehehe~” Brandy giggled.

Brandy was a perpetually drunk bunny monster who spent all her time at Grillby's and had a crush on Sans. I'm really not sure why. Yet, her suggestion actually gave me an idea. It was something that would probably look funny on him, and I couldn't mess it up either.

I won't have anyone knowing I can't draw. So I'm gonna give him freckles and little cheek hearts.

I giggled to myself as I spotted the skeleton’s strangely soft white cheeks with black permanent marker. Thankfully, he was sleeping with his chin on the bar on top of his arms. That way I could easily draw what I needed.

“Okay lemme see! Heheh. What did you- oh really? Laaame.”

“Whattt?! Whaddya meeean?”

“Why didn't you write something on his forehead?”

It wouldn't be legible.

“Aww man. I gueeess I should have.”

“Here. Give it to me. I'll do it.”

Doggo, the mostly blind member of the royal guard, took my marker. He was one of my first couple of friends.

“What are yooou gonna do?” I asked him.

“Nothing. Both of you are banned from my restaurant.” An ethereal, but somehow also gruff and stern voice told us.

It was Grillby. The owner of the restaurant. And also one of Sans' closest friends.

“Oh fuck!”

That's exactly what I meant earlier. I really wish I didn't draw on Sans’ face. I felt awful about it the next day. I knew his brother Papyrus would find out, and I really liked him. Papyrus was another close friend of mine in the underground. He made terrible spaghetti and tried to kill me with some puzzles but after all that we became fast friends. I think that's actually when Sans decided that I was his least favorite person. He was basically obsessed with his brother and I think he thought I'd steal him away or something. Which I would never do. Papyrus is really not my type.

“Come on Paps! Throw like a man dammit! Hahaha!”

I was having a snowball fight with Papyrus and a few guard dog monsters when Sans came up to us.

“Hey. Y/N. Come over here a sec.” Sans said calmly after he somehow appeared behind us.

“Woah! How'd you?- whatever.” I wondered as I stepped away from the game.

“I don't think you should be hanging out with my brother so much.”

“Pft. What is he? 6? Who the hell are you to say that?”

I hate people telling me what to do. So hearing that set me off and I said something rude before I could stop myself.

“I'm his older brother. And he shouldn't have to deal with people that insult him, cuss around him and I don't like you casually stealing my nickname for him either.”

“Uh. Obsessed much? One. He's a grown up. He can handle it. And two? Being protective of nicknames is kinda creepy if it's your younger brother.”

“Wh-Creepy!? What the hell is wrong with you!?”

Before Sans could start lecturing me, one of the big monsters came up to us.

“You guys can talk later! Come on! We don't wanna wait forever!”

It was a dog guard in ginormous armor and his tail was wagging wildly. Anxious to get away from the humiliating conversation, I ignored everything Sans said and started walking back to my game.

“Just like. Chill. Okay? No pun intended.”

Sans' Pov

Puns were my thing. Alright? And I don't have a lot of things to begin with. Other than Papyrus' nickname that bitch stole too. Using a pun against me was the last straw. As ridiculous as that sounds. So that was the start of our intense hatred for each other. I wasn't really the type of person to start arguments but she sure was. We both got tossed out of practically every building we were in together for causing a scene. Getting drunk and falling asleep at Grillby's was a usual occurrence for me, but I had no idea my new enemy would come in and torment me that day.

“Mnnn. Grillby…” I muttered after waking up on a barstool again.

Apparently I slept until everyone left. At least, that's what I thought. Apparently Grillby cleared the place out early after I got graffitied.

“Sans. You need to get up.”

“Uggh. I know. I'll go home in a sec.”

“Not that.”

“Whaat?”

“Y/N drew on your face. I'm gonna take you to my place so we can wash it off. Alright?”

“What?! What the hell did she do?!”

I bolted up. Nearly falling out of my chair.

“Not as much as I thought actually. It's not bad.”

“What? How could it not be bad?”

After I had steadied myself, I finally looked up at Grillby's face. He had a strange smile that unsettled me.

“Don't think about it too much. Put up your hood and walk with me to my place.” He commanded.

“Uh- huh?” I squeaked.

Some people say that Grillby is bossy and a buzz kill. But I don't mind at all. He never usually bosses me around. But when he does… I can't say I dislike it. I immediately hopped off the chair and flipped up my hood. Very suddenly, Grillby took my hand and walked me out the door. Opening it for me.

“Ah… Jeez Grillbz. I'm not a kid anymore.”

“Oh. I'm so sorry. I shouldn't be coddling you.”

He let go of my hand and I realized my mistake.

“Er… I mean. I'll take it as a compliment I guess. You seem pissed off that she was fuckin’ with me.”

“I am. I'm not sure I like having a human down here. She may get along with everyone, but I feel like all my customers have been a lot more rowdy and even the whole town has become a bit more… a bit… ugh. I'm just not sure I have the right word.”

“She reminds me a lot of Catty. Or Bratty.”

Funny enough, I used to get bullied a lot by them too. When I was a kid that is.

“Haha! I'm sure she does. Hmmm. I wonder then…”

Without warning, Grillby took hold of my hood and pulled it back to look at my face more closely. I turned and looked up at him with a slightly shocked expression.

“Hmm~”

Grillby's eyes softened and he stood staring at me for a couple seconds.

“You do seem to attract a type. Don't you Sans?”

“What? What's that supposed to mean?”

“I never told you. Because I didn't like how they treated you. But Catty and Bratty came by one day. I talked to them for a while and they revealed that they picked on you because they both had a crush on you.”

“What?! No. You're kidding me!”

“I wonder if that human girl is similar.”

“I don't believe a word you said.”

“You might when you see what she drew on you.”

“What?!”

“Shh!”

It was late at night and I shouldn't have been shouting. So Grillby put a finger to my lips. All the embarrassment and physical contact started to make my knees weak. I tripped a little.

“Ohhahaha. You're still quite tired aren't you?” Grillby laughed at me as he took my hand again.

“Shut up.” I muttered quietly. “I'll be fine.”

But… I couldn't stop myself from squeezing his hand so he wouldn't let go of mine.

“Oh? So you don't want me to carry you?”

“N-no! Don't do that!”

“Hmhm~ Alright.”

Grillby has always teased me. He usually says something about how I make it so easy. I'm not sure what that means though. I don't find it easy to tease anyone.

“Aahh… there we go.” Grillby muttered to himself as he unlocked his front door, letting go of my hand.

He let me in first, but I didn't go straight to his bathroom. I remembered where it was but I felt awkward showing how well I already knew his place.

“Still need help?”

“Er! Uh! I just. Um… don't remember which door is your bathroom.”

“Oh right. Sorry. I guess it feels like I invite you over more than I actually do. It's the first door on the right.”

I nodded and made my way there. Grillby picked up his pace in order to catch up with me. I could guess he wanted to see my reaction when I saw myself. Looking in the mirror, I found little black dots along my cheeks, and small, badly drawn hearts below my eyes.

“Ehaaahhh! W-why- why! Why did she do that?!”

“Hahahaha! I'm really not sure Sans. I think that girl likes you.”

“No! I- Aghhh!”

I tried desperately to rub off the black dots. Even black smears would be better. But they didn't budge at all.

“Fuck! Y/N didn't use a permanent marker did she?”

“Oh no… I really hope not.”

Grillby seemed to know that my “skin” held permanent markers really well. He opened up a cabinet and grabbed a brand new bar of soap and a small towel.

“I guess we'll find out.” I sighed.

“Alright Sans. Stay still.”

“What? No come on. Just let me do it.”

Grillby turned on the faucet, making sure the water was warm.

“I wasn't watching you when I should have been. I should help you.” He decided.

“That's just an excuse for you to put your hands all over my face.”

“Oh please let me~ I love your soft face.” Grillby teased as he pinched my cheeks and rubbed them around. I squeaked a little in surprise and it only made Grillby more determined.

“No! Just! Rrrr…” I growled.

He finally left my face alone so he could wet the small towel with hot water. After opening up the new bar of soap and rubbing it on the soaking towel, Grillby once again told me to,

“Stay still.”

I kinda liked being taken care of and fussed over, so I finally let him have his fun.

“Ugh. Fuck… that kinda hurts.”

“Oh you're such a baby.”

“No I'm not.”

Grillby put a hand up to his face to attempt to stifle a laugh.

“Hey!”

“Hahaha! I'm sorry. You're just so cute I can't help it.”

“I'm not- ah I'm not even gonna say it.”

“Hmhmhm~”

“Ya know. Maybe I should do it myself.”

To my surprise, Grillby gave me the towel. When I looked in the mirror I saw no change to the marks.

“Nooooo no no nooooo!”

I scrubbed my cheeks until they felt inflamed and raw.

“Awww. Poor thing. Don't hurt yourself.”

I threw the towel at Grillby. It sizzled when it struck his neck.

“Ugh. Now my shirt is all wet.”

Before I could stop him, Grillby slid off his vest and started unbuttoning his shirt.

“Wh- what are you doing?!”

“What? Suddenly you have a problem with me undressing?”

“Yeah!”

“Awww. If it makes you feel better I'll let you take yours off too.”

“That would not make me feel better!”

“Haha. Then get out of the bathroom.”

“Where am I supposed to go now?!”

“Do you want to stay the night?”

“Are you… gonna be shirtless?”

“If you'd like~”

“Aahhh!”

I should have taken the chance, but I got scared and fled to my own place.

[evansblues]

Hmm, big marriage announcement and public breakup Or he could just come back to Instagram and post like he did during COVID which everyone loved. Choices. Choices.//

Exactly!

Well some people feel that he might be back soon, maybe tomorrow as it's National Dog Day in the U.S. Maybe he finally adopted a new doggo? Idk I don't have hopes too up but I also saw an announcement that a new ASP video is dropping next week. It's all very interesting but how many times have we gotten our hopes up only for it to be crushed?lol. Honestly I just want him to make better choices for himself and not be a doormat.

Make better choices and stop being a doormat. I like it.

[to-watch-it-all-burn]

amelia

nun of ur fuking beezwax

prev

taurus

red or blue

8

yea.two doggos

'stralia

see no.2

idk man

uhm. 2convese 1genral docmartain crocs thongs

my (dead) bsf dying and being helpless to stop it :')

*none*

not that im aware?

two birds

idk i mainly watch shows

i dont want no partner

no way in hell

i.dont.want.to.be.maried

nope :)

so many fuking times

yea but not like majorly

i met this random youtuber who has like a million subscribers the other day? idk

showers 100%

they have so many fuking colours u'd die of old age reading em all

i dont think so? im on like a few websites and like everyone from school knows my name so?

nope. just some rando that people are aware of but dont really give a shit bout

all of it.

like when i wa younger we'd go camping and id forget swimmers and jut go in the lake/river naked? like 0-8 age

so many.

on my side

big-ish

19 berry weetbix bites

yes.

i have but i didnt like it

outrageous

fuk

3 days

so many.

i dont think so

yup.saddly

kinda ig?

yup

not that i know of

Whatever the fuk gru has going on

idk.tired

doc martains ig

yep

innie

right handed

not at all

tacos but the version my mum makes

same as prev

messy af

someone says "pippa" and i say 'no'

biscuits

idk like 30mins?

no?

i bite em like a maniac

yes

yes

nope :) if u hear me start singing run in terror

being forgotten ig

no

no fuking clue man

short hair all the way

why the fuk would i be able to do that

music

introvert

yea

idk

no

not really? in my head? and then their mistake bugs me for the rest of my day

not especially

yea.about this one bitch i went to primary school with

yea

yea

nope

never had a crush

jus one in my ears

most of the time

really slow, but decently fast when i need to

idk but faster than the average person my age? like i ran a state qualifying time at school the other day

blonde most of the time but i used red hierspray the other ay for a carnival and now its really artificial red

brown/blue

nothing that im aware of

nope

physiotherapist and does odd jobs for people

nope

everything

no

dont wnat childs

dont want childs

dont really have many?

everything

from a car

not that i know of

see No.39

its pink shopkins rn

blueeeeeee

Get To Know Me Uncomfortably Well

PLEASE DON’T LET THIS FLOP AHHHH

1. What is you middle name? 2. How old are you? 3. When is your birthday? 4. What is your zodiac sign? 5. What is your favorite color? 6. What’s your lucky number? 7. Do you have any pets? 8. Where are you from? 9. How tall are you? 10. What shoe size are you? 11. How many pairs of shoes do you own? 12. What was your last dream about? 13. What talents do you have? 14. Are you psychic in any way? 15. Favorite song? 16. Favorite movie? 17. Who would be your ideal partner? 18. Do you want children? 19. Do you want a church wedding? 20. Are you religious? 21. Have you ever been to the hospital? 22. Have you ever got in trouble with the law? 23. Have you ever met any celebrities? 24. Baths or showers? 25. What color socks are you wearing? 26. Have you ever been famous? 27. Would you like to be a big celebrity? 28. What type of music do you like? 29. Have you ever been skinny dipping? 30. How many pillows do you sleep with? 31. What position do you usually sleep in? 32. How big is your house? 33. What do you typically have for breakfast? 34. Have you ever fired a gun? 35. Have you ever tried archery? 36. Favorite clean word? 37. Favorite swear word? 38. What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without sleep? 39. Do you have any scars? 40. Have you ever had a secret admirer? 41. Are you a good liar? 42. Are you a good judge of character? 43. Can you do any other accents other than your own? 44. Do you have a strong accent? 45. What is your favorite accent? 46. What is your personality type? 47. What is your most expensive piece of clothing? 48. Can you curl your tongue? 49. Are you an innie or an outie? 50. Left or right handed? 51. Are you scared of spiders? 52. Favorite food? 53. Favorite foreign food? 54. Are you a clean or messy person? 55. Most used phrased? 56. Most used word? 57. How long does it take for you to get ready? 58. Do you have much of an ego? 59. Do you suck or bite lollipops? 60. Do you talk to yourself? 61. Do you sing to yourself? 62. Are you a good singer? 63. Biggest Fear? 64. Are you a gossip? 65. Best dramatic movie you’ve seen? 66. Do you like long or short hair? 67. Can you name all 50 states of America? 68. Favorite school subject? 69. Extrovert or Introvert? 70. Have you ever been scuba diving? 71. What makes you nervous? 72. Are you scared of the dark? 73. Do you correct people when they make mistakes? 74. Are you ticklish? 75. Have you ever started a rumor? 76. Have you ever been in a position of authority? 77. Have you ever drank underage? 78. Have you ever done drugs? 79. Who was your first real crush? 80. How many piercings do you have? 81. Can you roll your Rs?“ 82. How fast can you type? 83. How fast can you run? 84. What color is your hair? 85. What color is your eyes? 86. What are you allergic to? 87. Do you keep a journal? 88. What do your parents do? 89. Do you like your age? 90. What makes you angry? 91. Do you like your own name? 92. Have you already thought of baby names, and if so what are they? 93. Do you want a boy a girl for a child? 94. What are you strengths? 95. What are your weaknesses? 96. How did you get your name? 97. Were your ancestors royalty? 98. Do you have any scars? 99. Color of your bedspread? 100. Color of your room?

[muder-boner]

hey dude ! Since so much ppl were doing this stuff I was like TUIS LOOKS KEWL SO IMMA DO IT :3 so I did !

god I’m so boring…

tomorrow is the last day of school before vacation and I’ll watch a movie in German class :3 how r u ? IM SO GLAD FOR YOU AND YPUR CRUSH ITS GOING SOMEWHERE

turns out a guy likes me in my class and his name is Clarence like my childhood cartoon character! He’s more of a friend to me tho :/

I MADE A POKE BALL !!!!!!

it’s little white ball guy and pink alien doggo:3 it reminds me of u ?!!!?!!!!

anyway drink water stay safe and you’re the best big bro ever I love you :)

AWH THIS POKE BALL IS SO KEWL, I'M PROUD OF YOU FOR THIS !!

And awh thanks kiddo :3 I love you too

I just finished getting dressed I'm so off time but like I have test first class and then two more hours then there will be some activity idk

[ancient-pokehistorian]

Scenario meme: Val navigating (and slowly healing) from his trauma, possibly staying in Shangri-la and helping out around the Hall of Origins. Saburo realizing that his chances of returning "home" are slim to none. More stuff with LTH Falk and possibly even Falk as an Informant (Shangri-la's Falkner is an Informant.)

Send me a scenario to my inbox that you'd like to roleplay with my muse.

((Val: I dunno, seems unrealistic :/

Jk, I do want to see that in threads with you too, and I think Shangri-la is one of the few places that's possible. It's not going to be an easy journey, but that's what makes it fun and emotionally moving, right?

Saburo: are you looking to crush the poor doggo's heart ;-;

It would be interesting, though, and I'd love to see Saburo learning to adapt while also struggling emotionally a little. But if you give him something to protect you'll make it a tiny bit easier on him, because then he at least feels he had purpose.

Falk: YES PLS 100 TIMES OVER I MISS THROWING LTH FALK AT YOU. Idk if you want to start over fresh or continue with anything we already have but I am down. And I know we discussed the Informant stuff too, which would be really interesting.

Basically a big YES to everything.))

[burning-fcols]

Aiden and autumn were kissing in the middle of the hallway. No shame to be had as the panther pushed Rusty’s best friend against the locker as they continued to make out. That’s when the doggo’s hormone monster first showed up. “Hey Lawrence nice to meet ya. You don’t like that one bit do you did? Well I’m here to take care of it. Before we get violent we could always start rumor about your friend’s oh so perfect boytoy.” -  ✩   「 @shining-stxrs 」   ✩  

「 ☆ 」 People making-out in the hallways isn't an uncommon sight around school. If Rusty didn't know any better, he'd think a spell was cast over the building. Making it so that once people pair up, they can't keep their hands off each other. Unfortunately, the true culprit is hormones. Which are far harder to deal with than a curse.

It was like that when Addison hooked up with Tom; although things got bumpy for those guys real quick. Not that Tom seems to have gotten the memo that he and Addi are OVER. Zill and Kayla have been seen canoodling in the halls as well. With that loser Jack trying to be so nonchalant about not looking, it's painfully obvious he's avoiding their direction as if he'd get turned to stone with a mere accidental glance. How Zill hasn't figured out that his best friend has a big fat gay crush on him, Rusty will NEVER know. Some people can be so oblivious.

Leaning against his locker on the other side of the hallway with his arms crossed, Autumn and his new boyfriend would have dropped dead on the spot if looks could kill. Muzzle scrunched with jealous disgust at the shameless display, a soft growl rumbles in the back of his throat, fur standing on end as he fights back the urge to march over their and RIP that mangy cat off his Autumn. Claws dig into the sleeves of his jacket, threatening to rip threads the longer Rusty glares. He's just about to give into his impulsive— and VERY stupid —desire to get into a fight with the much larger and stronger panther when Lawrence makes his sudden appearance.

Yelping at the intrusion, Rusty nearly falls as he stumbles back, noisily catching himself on the nearby lockers. ❝ What the fuck?! ❞ He barks, thankfully unheard now that he's conversing with... whatever the Hell this guy is. Hand on his chest, he fights to catch his breath, heart pounding beneath his grip. Eyes narrow at Lawrence, ears fallen back and lip curled in a growl, ❝ Look. I don't know why you're talking to me or why you think I even CARE about what's going on over there— ❞ As if he hadn't been interrupted staring at the new couple. ❝ —but I don't give a FUCK about those damn fruits or what they choose to do in the middle of the hallway. ❞

Pointing a confrontational finger at Lawrence, he takes a harsh step forward despite being far smaller than the monster, ❝ Aiden is nothing but a pathetic PUSS, literally, and Autumn is a stuck-up slut who is just happy someone finally wants to ram their rancid tongue down his throat! And I. Don't. Care. About ANY of it! In fact, I'm happy about this. Fuckin' THRILLED because it means I won't have to deal with his meddling anymore! He'll finally leave me ALONE. ❞

All alone.

❝ So how about you do the same, and FUCK OFF before I ram my fist into your face, you nosey piece of shit. ❞ Rusty threatens, his snarled statement not sounding as intimidating as he'd like. More like the yapping of a dog biting off far more than it can chew... The way his gaze keeps unwittingly flitting behind Lawrence ( right at Autumn and Aiden ) doesn't help with convincing the newcomer that he's not affected by what's happening. 「 ☆ 」

[riizebabie444]

Hello my name is Sol if you still open:

My sun sign is pisces (I have pisces stellium)

My celebrity crush is Joe Manganiello

Your exchange: Johnny Nct

I choose Johnny Nct for you because he is fun and friendly as well and chaotic so you won't get bored with him, if you had a relationship with him it not only be romantic but i would be your best friend and your confident. You both can have casual dates in which both combine outfits. He can introduce your the other members and he can also tell you about the new choreography and music.

Thank you

this one is so fun but so chill at the same time. he would definitely make you smile a lot. it feels like sunset, the warm rays landing on your skin and keeping you all cosy. kind of like fall but also bright like summer. there is a lot of progression that would happen. like you would both change so much as people the longer you spend time together. when you guys have difficult times, the other will always be there to improve the mood of the other. i'm seeing like a parent cradling a child. their arms will always be open for you and vice versa. and as a couple, you would both understand how important it is to spend time to reflect on what's going on in the inside. even if you need to spend time alone, you both will always be looking forward to when you can be together again. i see there being some obstacles in the way of your happiness, but like i said, you both progress a lot. it's very dynamic. you don't stop at the first sign of trouble, you keep going and fight for each other. it's really cute and mature. and i'm also seeing a big brown dog haha so you guys might have a big, friendly pet doggo. the dog is well behaved and you guys would spoil him, maybe more than you spoil each other haha

thank you for taking part in this game! and thank you for the reading it was very cute, the sharing of outfits with johnny would be so fun! thank you!

[wundergeek]

10 years ago, I really enjoyed urban fantasy where the vibe was "every mythical creature is real, but the myths got a lot of stuff wrong", but got to the point where most urban fantasy was too grimdark for me to read when everything in the world is, like, actively on fire.

And then I got, like, SUPER into cozy fantasy TTRPGs. So when I started writing my first queer romance novel it seemed really natural to make the setting "urban fantasy, but make it cozy". And honestly, it's been such a jam riffing on all my favorite folklore. Like:

What if witch was a job that you could have, and witching was publicly funded and had its own governing body, and you could go to witch school and become a registered witch?

What if your mail carrier was a demon, but hell was just a place people are from sometimes, like Mississauga, that is crappy so people want to leave? But the stigma against demons means he's too afraid to act on his crush on the trans guy who owns the local cafe?

What if there was a bargheist hanging around, but he was just a big scary doggo who was looking for someone to take him in?

What if the Seelie and Unseelie Courts were two different flavors of assholes and lots of fae from both Courts slum it in the mortal realm so they don't have to deal with 200 year old beef about That Minorly Inconvenient Thing That Happened at a Party?

What if Baba Yaga was sighted on hiking paths in a tourist town and the local witch had to put up signs saying "DO NOT TAKE SELFIES WITH THE CHICKEN HUT"?

I'm having a fucking blast, tbh, especially with the fae, since it's a chance to write real fucking weird perspectives on gender (which makes me happy as a trans nb).

It’s reverse worldbuilding Wednesday!! Writers, come into my inbox and tell me about your worldbuilding!! Doesn’t matter what it is, I would love to hear it!

[yujichuu]

I had holiday gigs today for one of my choirs today at a garden center and it was the best thing ever! There was a hall of fake Christmas trees with colourful lights and the apl was there with some super cute doggos and kittens and there were plants every where and Santa was there and there was a magician who did magic tricks for us. Asdfghjkjhgfds and at second gig today we were taking a break and (my other) crush rested her head on me while Santa was reading to the kids there it’s been quite a day.