#and gets attatched to stuffed animals

[fearmeeeee]

I’m sure you’ve probably mentioned it before- but I’m curious! Where did the original love for Sebek come from!

Always been curious about that since your style just fits him so nicely!

Thank you sm! I'm glad you think my style suits him! I think his design is pretty elegant so I try to do it justice as much as I can.

Good question!! So I had to look up my own archive bcause I didn't remember but the first time I drew him was end of december. its been.... 9 months...

I have been aware of twst a few years prior but I was never INTO it. I really liked Sebek's design from the get go though, it has many elements that appeal to me personally (AND HE'S IN THE EQUESTRIAN CLUB!!!! I LOVE HORSES!!), but since he wasn't in the main story much I really didn't know anything about him. Then Glomas happened and I ended up getting obsessed w twst, and honestly around that time sebek got A LOT of cards back to back (dorm card, glomas, new years, masterchef, birthday, harveston on en) wich made me wanna look into him more and.. BOY!!!!

He is so obsessive!!!!! SO confidently wrong!! His perception of reality is so warped!! I wanted to study him under a microscope immediately. And honestly he's so FUNNY he makes every scene hes in a treat. A moment that had stuck out to me when I was still learning about him was how important it was to him not to lose to silver at.... coffee drinking... LIKE MY GUY!!!! NOBODY CARES!!!!! His point of view is so fun to see. I need to put him in a blender. I find characters like him very interesting, devoted to one person and all of their actions and morals are dictated by that.

Of course eventually it did become apparent that he has actual reasons and deep insecurities that affect his behaviour (which I hope but doubt ch 7 will actually touch on), that make him a pretty well rounded character, very fun to analyse and see more of. And his bond with the rest of Diasomnia is super interesting too. Silver is my 2nd favourite so it's nice that they interact a lot and mirror eachother.

Heres a wip💚

[imbored1201]

hiii!

could you write something where teen r lives w ona and is always attatched to her but then lucy moves in with her and now r is upset bc she has to actually use her own bed and ona ends up buying a new bed or something.

:)

Ona’s Follower

Lucy x Ona x Teen Reader

Word Count: 2k

Yours and Ona's bond ran deep; the two of you had played in Manchester together. You were just 15 when you started playing with her; it was your first season coming from the academy, and she convinced you to move to Barcelona with her.

She always took care of you, and you practically followed her everywhere. She enjoyed the company though, teaching you everything, like how to cook her favorite Spanish dishes and even trying to teach you Spanish.

You feel the moment you really got attached to Ona was when she comforted you because of your frequent nightmares.

The two of you ended up being roommates when staying at a hotel with the United girls. 

You had hoped you wouldn't get a nightmare. That didn't go your way, considering you had one. 

You were woken up by Ona, who held you that night, and the next night, you had another one. 

Back at the apartment, you continued to sleep in Ona's bed. You realized sleeping with Ona helped you a lot since you stopped having nightmares, and it turns out Ona hated being alone in a bed to the point she had a lot of stuffed animals on her bed while she slept so she didn't feel alone. 

It was a huge win for both of you. 

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You noticed something was going on between Ona and Lucy. Lucy was coming over every day now. You would always find them cuddling on the couch, and she would even pick you guys up to take you to training and games. 

You liked Lucy; she was funny and always brought you candy, and you always destroyed her in FIFA, so it was fun. 

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Then the next step happened. Lucy moved in. You were panicking, to you, that meant you and Ona couldn't sleep in the same bed anymore. That made you disappointed, even sadder, watching Lucy unpack all her things. The good thing about it was that you were able to see Nala every day now. 

"Want to help me build this?" She was referring to a new dresser she had gotten. "Sorry, Luce, I need to go riding around." Lucy grinned, happy you were actually using the bike she had given you.

Ona was always complaining that you spent too much time in your room, so Lucy got you a bike, hoping it would motivate you to get out and go around the city.

That bike ride took a little bit longer than you intended. You did get caught up in your own head because, by the time you knew it, it was nighttime. Way past your cerfew. 

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"Ona, calm down; she's fine; she probably just got caught up." Ona's eyes widened. "What if she got caught up doing something she isn't supposed to?" Lucy sighed, regretting her word choice. 

"Ona, she's a good kid; she knows not to do anything bad. She'll be back soon; you're tired; come on." Lucy led her to bed. Ona continued to stare down at her phone, waiting for any little text from you. 

She spent a couple of minutes lying down in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. "She has a key, Ona. Come on, you have to let the kid do her own thing at times. She'll be back soon; if it makes you feel better, I'll stay up and wait for her." Ona sighed and nodded. 

By the time you got home, Lucy had already fallen asleep. She did wait an hour though; she was worried too, but once she finally received a 'I'm okay' text from you, that worry went away, and she fell asleep spooning Ona.

Once you finished your routine, you went to Ona's room. It was just a habit of yours at that point, and when you saw her and Lucy sleeping cuddled up in bed, something burned up inside you. Jealously and sadness. Tears started to build up in your eyes

You know it was probably childish, but it was just something you were used to. Ona had been your anchor; every time something went wrong, you went running to her. With Lucy there now, you felt like you couldn't do that anymore. 

You gently closed the door and walked to your room. It was weird sleeping in your own bed for once. You hadn't done that in forever; you grabbed one of Ona's hoodies that you stole and laid down, using it as a pillow. You hoped you wouldn't have a nightmare and fell asleep. 

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Lucy was the first to wake that morning; she hated to admit it, but she completely forgot she didn't see you come the front door; she got lost in admiring Ona's beauty to remember. 

When Ona stirred, the first thing that came to her mind was you. She thought about last night and quickly sat up, not needing any time to fully wake up. 

Lucy noticed Ona's panicked expression when she looked at her. "What?" She asked, getting up. "Where's Y/N?!" She was panicky, walking out of the room to search for you.

Lucy quickly got up and followed her as Ona checked the living room and kitchen. Lucy checked your room, and there you were. Using Ona's sweater as a pillow and holding onto a stuffed teddy bear, Lucy won you at the fair. She even won Ona one, then bragged about being too good at everything. 

"Ona, she's in here," she quietly said, gently closing your door. Ona was about to barge into your room, but Lucy gently grabbed her. "She's sleeping." Ona sighed in relief and went back to the kitchen to make apology pancakes for you. 

"Hey, what's wrong?" Lucy put her hand on Ona's hips. "Fuck Lucy, we shouldn't have slept in the same bed. I'm sorry. Y/N, she always sleeps with me; the poor girl gets these bad nightmares, and they stopped when she started sleeping with me" 

Lucy looked understanding and thought for a little bit. "You know, we need to get a bigger bed anyway; it would be beneficial for everyone and maybe even encourage a little more action," she smirked. Ona raised her eyebrows. "Lucy, we are not talking about sex while there is a child in the bedroom."

"Of course not; that's why we send her to Mapi and Ingrid's. What I'm trying to say is, let's get a bigger bed so she can sleep with us."

Ona's face lit up, and she immediately grabbed her car keys. "I'm going to look at bigger beds," she told Lucy, and left. Lucy quickly took over, smirking to herself for being a genius. 

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That whole day, you only came out to eat the pancakes and for dinner. Lucy took control and barged into your room. You ended up crushing her in FIFA again.

It was now 10 p.m., and you were thirsty, your eyes hurt from playing video games all day, and you had done nothing productive all day. Mostly trying to get used to the fact that your room was actually going to be your room for once. 

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"What's wrong?" Ona asked noticing your frown, you jumped, almost dropping your water. You weren't expecting Ona and Lucy to still be up at this time watching their romantic movies. "Nothing, just thirsty."

"Come watch the movie with us." Lucy made room between her and Ona. You shook your head, "I'm going to bed." Lucy didn't give up, though; she got up and threw you over her shoulders. 

"Luce," you whined. She threw you on the couch, and Ona was quick to hug you, so you couldn't get up. You sighed, paying attention to the movie. 

You were exhausted by the end of the movie, the comfort of Ona being next to you made it harder to keep your eyes open. You let your head fall against Lucy's shoulder. 

"How about you two snuggle in tonight? I'll take the couch. Then we'll go get the thing tomorrow." Lucy winked at Ona at the last part. You were confused but too tired to argue. The bed was being delivered tomorrow morning; it was just up to Lucy to bring it in on her own and build it. 

Ona led you to her room, where you collapsed on her bed. “Did you have any nightmares last night?” She asked as she got in beside you. You shook your head, rolling into her body and cuddling into her chest. She wanted to apologize for making you sleep in your own bed that night, but you had already fallen asleep. 

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Once again, you woke up to no Ona. You huffed and got up, stealing a sweater that you were pretty sure was Lucy’s. “Ona?” You called out. 

You heard the front door opening and someone grunting. Nala started barking at whatever it was, so you made your way to the noise, thinking it was Ona. You let out a sad sigh when you saw it was Lucy. You loved her, but all the woman made was eggs in the morning, and you wanted Ona’s special pancakes again.

"Where's Ona?" You asked Lucy, who was struggling to bring in a mattress. "Store," she spoke out of breath. 

"What are you doing?" You asked. It was pretty obvious, but your brain was way too confused right now, and you had to ask questions. She let out some deep breaths before speaking. "Putting in the new mattress"

"Can I help?" She shrugged. "Sure, pull it," you grunted as you did what you were told. Ona wasn’t actually sure if the mattress would fit through the door; she just hoped it would. "Finally,” Lucy said, when the mattress finally got past the door. 

You were Lucy’s helper, playing with the tools, giving her whatever she needed, completely forgetting about your hunger. She proudly patted your back when everything was finished. 

"This calls for ice cream." She put a hand on your shoulder and led you out. You looked at her confused, but just went along with it. "I haven’t had breakfast," she shrugged. "It's fine.”

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"Kid, you know I'm not going to take Ona from you, right?" You paused from where you were eating your ice cream and nodded, but you weren't actually sure how you felt. 

"Ona adores you; trust me, in a house fire, she would save you over me." You smiled at that. “But it’s fair; I would save Nala before the both of you."

"You promise you'll take care of her?" She nodded before adding, "I'm going to take care of both of you, I promise." She put out her pinky finger, which you took with yours. 

"That's why we bought the new mattress; it's bigger so all three of us could fit on that bed," you had a confused look on your face again, "Won't you be uncomfortable?" Lucy shook her head and let out a little laugh.

“Of course not; at this point, you’re my stepkid, you’re my favorite stepkid, and Nala is my favorite kid." She smiled proudly at that, and you appreciated it in a way. "Thanks, Lucy; I guess I understand why Ona fell for you now." “I’m just charming, ain’t I?” "Nevermind"

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You still didn’t believe Lucy was actually comfortable with you being there, which is why you got ready to sleep in your own bed again. Lucy broke into your room once again, a rare stern look on her face. 

“What are you doing?” Lucy asked, her arms crossed. “I don’t want to disturb.” Lucy once again threw you over her shoulder and carried you to the bed. 

She set you down close to Ona who smiled at you. 

“Sleep bebita,” Ona spoke, spooning you. Lucy got into bed, leaving you squished in between them. Lucy got closer to you, making you push her away. “You have all that space over there."

“Shut up and let me cuddle you." You rolled your eyes and squirmed away from her, but she felt you relaxing after a couple of seconds. Your eyes were closing, and in a couple of seconds, you were out.

“Thank you for making an effort with her, Lucia.” Lucy nodded as she stroked your hair. 

“I’m just the stepdad that stepped up, ain’t I?” Lucy grinned, Ona rolled her eyes, holding you tighter. “Buenas noches Bronze”

[queerpumpkinnn]

TLC

1.7k words

Summary: Reader has to cancel a date due to period sickness, but Steve’s happy to keep them company anyway.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x reader, what stage they're at in the relationship is up for interpretation

Warnings: reader is on their period (but is written as gender neutral), graphic depictions of sickness and vomiting, reader cries a lot, singular mention of murder as a joke, mention of l*ve, use of pain meds, eating, let me know if there’s anything else!

While reading, I recommend you listen to dancin' round the kitchen in the refridgerator light - a Spotify playlist by me!

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You don't remember the gnawing in your gut this morning.

You don't remember feeling like spilling your innards out and then falling into a yearlong sleep when you woke up, but here you were, curled up on the bathroom floor with your arms over your stomach.

A ding from your phone pulled you from your zombie-like state. You groaned and reached for your phone off the bathroom counter.

Steve: On my way soon, want me to pick anything up?

You sigh, chewing your lip.

You: I think I'm going to have to take a rain check, I'm sorry. Woke up feeling pretty sick.

Steve: Ouch. What's the diagnosis?

You: Having a uterus.

Your lip twitched weakly at your own humor, but it was swiftly wiped off by a wince, sharp pain pricking your side. A metaphorical smack on the back of your head from your uterus for talking smack about it.

Steve: I completely understand. Do you need anything?

You: Drugs and sleep.

A few minutes without a response told you the conversation was over. You leaned your head back against the wall only to find more comfort resting it in your arms.

A few minutes of silence passed, you relished it.

That is until the threat of bile tickled up your throat again.

. . .

"Dammit Robin, I know you're not actually busy."

Steve tossed his phone into the grocery cart. It was filled to the brim with various comfort items- stuffed animals, junk food Steve knew you liked, a heating pad.

He ran a hand through his hair, tapping his fingers rapidly on the cart handle. He almost slammed the cart into the aisle reaching for his vibrating phone at the bottom of the basket.

"Hey, uh, why do I have five missed calls from you Steven?"

"Because I need to know what kind of pads are normal pads."

A moment of silence followed by barking laughter came from the other line. Steve held the phone a little farther from his ear until he could no longer hear his friend's laughter. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't laugh. Some of us are just late bloomers, Steve, it's normal."

The man in question rolled his eyes even though Robin wouldn't see it. She'd picture it anyways. "Ha ha. It's not for me, dipshit."

Another moment of silence.

And another.

"Ohhhhhhh." Steve pinched the bridge of his nose. "Gotcha. Send a picture of the aisle and I'll tell you which ones. Also, unless you know definitively, which I'm guessing you don't, probably best to get tampons too, just in case."

Steve furrowed his brows but didn't question it, ending the phone call with a “‘kay” under his breath, snapping a photo and sending it over.

Robin: Those are adult diapers

Steve: It says maximum hold??

Robin: Yes but that is a diaper Steven

Steve: Okay smartass then what am I looking for

Robin: Uh, pads

Steve threw his hands in the air, looking around for an employee.

“Excuse me? Where can I find feminine products?”

The employee was a teenager, a few years younger than him. She eyed his cart and nearly made heart eyes at him. “Aisle four, down to your left.”

“Thanks.” Steve yanked the cart, wheeling down towards the area. He assumed he was in the right spot when he saw a bunch of very girly packages with what looked like diapers on them.

Steve: What the hell are wings

Robin: LMAO

Robin: They stick to the underwear so the pad stays in place

Steve: So I should get ones with wings?

Robin: It depends person to person. Send me a pic of the aisle again

Steve: [Attatchment: 1 Image]

After a painfully long and headache-inducing conversation, Steve managed to get a decent collection of feminine products (as well as having switched out Tylenol for Midol at Robin’s insistence). Only thing left now was to get it to you.

. . .

As the evening progressed you weren't seeming to feel any better. Pain still racked your body and nausea still taunted you, the taste of vomit still stinging the back of your throat no matter how much water you drank (and struggled to keep down). You'd cried a few times out of frustration and exhaustion but the negative energy you'd expelled didn't take long to build up again. You'd retired to your bed long ago, the television playing something you weren't entirely paying attention to as the backs of your eyelids gradually became a more appealing view.

So understandably you were ready for murder when you heard the doorbell ring.

Heaving a long, rage-infused sigh, you pulled yourself out of your loving bed and trudged through the apartment towards the door.

Looking through the peephole with blurry eyes, you could barely make out the figure of Steve, whose arms were both weighed down with grocery bags.

You nearly sobbed at the sight, leaning your forehead against the door. You prayed the tears welling in your eyes and overwhelmed smile weren't as evident as they felt as you opened the door, but upon seeing his face closer you failed to hide them miserably.

Steve's face, once donning an encouraging smile, dropped in shock. "Whoa- hey, hey, what's wrong? Sweetheart, what is it?"

"You!" Was all you could muster.

The confusion on Steve's face only worsened. "Not you!" You panicked, putting your hands up. "You're just nice, and I'm a mess."

Steve's face melted back into a smile, laughing softly as he gently dropped the bags in his hands. "C'mere."

You waddled pathetically into Steve's outstretched arms, nuzzling your head into his chest and closing your eyes. One of his hands stroked down your back, the other rested on your head in his shoulder.

"It's okay, everything is going to be okay. Deep breaths. In..." Steve took a deep inhale. "And out..." he exhaled. You mimicked his actions, closing your eyes and listening to his heartbeat.

After a few moments of calmed silence, you brought your head out of the crook of his shoulder to look at him. "Thank you," you murmured.

"It's nothing. Come on, let's get you back in bed." Steve gave you a smile, and your heart melted instantaneously. Patting your back, the boy ushered you inside, picking up the bags and shutting the door behind him with his foot.

But before you could reach the hallway, an unmistakable, hideous feeling that had been simmering in your stomach became stronger, and you bolted for the bathroom.

Steve followed, panicked, finding you with your head in the toilet moments later. He sighed, coming up slowly behind you, putting a hand to your back to signal he was there before softly taking your hair and holding it away from your face.

Once you were done spluttering and gasping, you flushed and sat up a little, grimacing weakly at Steve.

He only responded with a sympathetic look. "I'll get you some water."

Once he had messily tucked your hair into your shirt, Steve stood, returning a minute later with a fresh glass that you gladly began sipping, throat slimy and stinging.

"Slow sips." Steve whispered.

When you finished, you handed him the cup, making a noise that sounded like a laugh but was actually miserable and exhausted and devoid of humor. "I'm so fucking tired."

Steve only watched you, nodding slightly.

"Everything hurts, and nothing is working. I've done everything the internet tells me and I'm still stuck sitting on the floor. Crying doesn't help, throwing up doesn't help, I can't sleep-" your sentence was interrupted by the lump in your throat. "And it's only the first day."

Steve had a pitying look on his face. He wanted to wrap you up in love and comfort and make everything better for you, but he knew that unfortunately his assistance could only help so much. He took your trembling hand in his, rubbing soft circles into the back of your palm.

You sniffled, looking down at your hands. "I'm sorry you're putting up with this, Steve. This is so charming of me, isn't it?"

"I've never been more in love." Your heart panged, primarily because he sounded entirely sincere.

You looked down quickly at your knees, which made Steve chuckle. "Are you ready to go back to bed or is there still more coming?"

You shook your head. "Bed."

Steve held out a hand to help you up, his movements always slow and gentle as he led you to bed.

"I'll be right back," he promised with a kiss to your hairline, and you silently questioned what he was doing- he had the sound in his voice he got when he had an idea.

The grocery bags he'd brought, that you'd long forgotten about, were hauled into your bedroom a moment later. Steve set them on the floor, tugging out item after item. A box of crackers, a bottle of medicine, a heating pad, a huge pink stuffed rabbit that, upon taking it in your arms, was weighted. You felt tears well up again.

When you gave a sniff, Steve looked over at you. "Oh, goodness." He crawled over towards you, pulling you into another sweet hug.

"I'm sorry." You said weakly, cheeks hurting from smiling. "I'm happy crying, I promise."

You felt Steve laugh softly against you. "I know, honey, I know. Do you want to put something on?"

You nodded, taking the remote. As you scrolled, you heard Steve moving things around the room, setting up pillows, plugging in the heating pad, and placing a pill and water on your nightstand.

"Your throne is ready, your highness." Steve said proudly, patting the pillows beside him. He'd long kicked his shoes off and made himself comfortable, legs crossed and arm stretched out over the space next to him he indicated was yours. You scooted over towards him with a giggle.

"Here, take this." Steve reached for the medicine on your nightstand and handed it to you. While you took it, Steve placed the heating pad over your lap, and then the weighted bear over it.

Steve gave your shoulder a loving pat. "Comfortable?"

You nodded. "Yeah, I am. Thanks again, Stevie."

Steve pressed a kiss to your temple. "You're very welcome."

And, unexpected to you, you actually found restful sleep that night.

~

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[wulfums]

So the Griddle Story:

This is newly hatched Griddle (shoutout to bestie solarstarkat)

To explain it in the most normal way possible, The 3 of them assumed Gristle being a different species and Not a critter meant they didnt have to worry abt this kind of thing.

Bad news! Gristle fuckign laid an egg! He thought he was having an IBS attack but alas. Egg.

The three of them kind of freak out and start arguing abt what to even Do abt this so Gristle is like “Ill raise it, you two dont have to have anything to do with it when it hatches, but Im keeping it.”

Gnarly comes around a lot quicker on the eggs existance + accepts Griddle as his son immediately after he hatches (Biologically he is Gristle + Gnarly’s)

Grim still wants nothing to do with it. He doesnt want it here. And he tries to maintain this but after a few months he gets really attatched to Griddle.

Literally just like “If anything ever happened to Griddle id kill everyone on the planet and then myself.”

Griddle is Very quiet and chill as a baby. It takes him a long time to open his eyes (Gristle is like. Oh yeah thats a demon thing he probably has eyes theyre just closed. Maybe.) and he cant hear for the first few weeks of Living. Also he looks like a raw chicken so his middle name is Salmonella.

Gristle is still the primary caretaker bcuz he works nightshifts at his various jobs. Gristle has a seperate room from Grim + Gnarly so baby Griddle just kinda lives in there too (Gristles room is soundproof so Thankfully Baby Griddle gets to sleep thru the night.) Gristle has a lot of stuffed animals and I just kno if Griddle showed interest in one of them hed give Griddle it in a heartbeat 🥺

I like to think he happens around the time that charpim have kids + glep too so Griddle can have other kids his age to hang out with

I love you Griddle Salmonella Gromble

[which-qsmp-egg-would]

I’d love to hear your reasoning for some digimon partners!!! especially giving empanada veemon & pepito a caprimon that digivolves to gotsumon :D

AN EXCELLENT QUESTION ALLOW ME TO ANSWER.

Chayanne got the hyokomon like since it's a yellow chicken and training to be a warrior. They have similar motivations and personalities, I thought they would work together very well. I also considered giving him wormmon, but the reasoning was very loose so I decided otherwise.

Tallulah gets the gekomon line since they're musically based. I think the change from Otamamon to Gekomon parallels Tallulah's journey of love as well. I keep thinking about Tallulah in that attic holding onto Otamamon's egg, okay?

Dapper and Pomme's digimon don't really match with their personality or motivation or anything, but instead its more of a destiny thing! Lopmon and Terriermon always come together and so Dapper and Pomme are linked by fate. Its also one of those situations where it feels like Dapper should have Terriermon and Pomme have Lopmon, but it feels correct this way. Also. French Sniper. Gargomon has big guns.

Ramón got monimon because a little ninja TV that spies on people feels VERY fitting for that family. Monimon and Hagurumon are also very dumb on their own, but that wouldn't bother Ramón too much, I think. I also considered giving him the Kakkinmon line, since they are shield digimon, but I couldn't resist how cute Monimon was.

Leo got dogs. That's pretty much it. They struggle to get attached but once they do they are very attatched to their tamers, you know? Wolf. I also considered giving her Gabumon but I think her personality would overpower him too much.

Richarlyson got the Gomamon line purely because their mischief would line up PERFECTLY. Tell me Gomamon from Adventures WOULDN'T try to set up people on dates. I also thought about giving him Renamon but I.. don't quite remember why? Big protector? I guess?

For Pepito, its a Caprimon into a Gattsumon mostly because I couldn't find a preevolution for Gattsumon. I chose Gattsumon (because it's my favorite) because it feels very childlike, and very protective, and I think that's what Pepito needs. Gattsumon would color with Pepito. I can't explain it. I also considered Upamon and Armadillomon, since Upamon is a axolotl, but I couldn't resist my favorite rock baby.

Empanada got the Veemon line because I feel like their enthusiasm would align very well! They love to love and won't back down, you know? Also imagine Empa carrying Demiveemon like a stuffed animal. Exactly.

Sunny got Bowmon and Herissmon not only to match with Leo, but also because of how Herissmon avoids combat and runs/hides. And I think that it could keep our sunshine princess safe. I also thought about giving her Impmon, actually. Despite his demonic attitude, Impmon is actually such a sweet digimon to his trainers and also very lonely, which pairs with Sunny's feelings very well. Also, I imagine that Impmon's attempts at "warming up friends" wouldn't turn out so well and frankly would make things worse lmao. But I chose against Impmon for some reason. Weird.

Chunsik was a difficult one, I had a hard time finding anything for him. The bear was cute and protective and Chunsik is cute and tiny. Also, Wanyamon gets attached to people if they love him like an animal and. Chunsik is named after a cat, so. It was funny.

And finally Nacho. The Shaomon line is an artificial digimon that can't evolve past a certain point, gets attached very easily, and is very very loyal to their tamer. It fits very well. I also considered Pawn Chessmon (White) for obvious reasons, or Gammamon, for being a white dinosaur.

Thank you for the ask I am so thrilled does anyone else have a question 🖊

[arckat]

I'm too attatched to my stuffed animals that I get sad being away from them. And then I feel more sad because I don't want the stuffed animal to be upset being used as some kind of support for me because my brain convinced me stuffed animals have feelings and I just love them so insanely much

Then it's just like aah no I just want them to feel loved and like I can help them and make them super happy because that's my baby

[emmetverse]

𐲱 HOW TO MAKE KNIFE

Step 1

find a good rock. any rock works but flint or obsidian good. glass also works. bone also works. of course use metal if ytou can sharpen it

Step 2

hit it with n another rock to turn it into a point. be really careful with obsidian or glass because it shatters. with those ones go at the edge with something hard likie bone or a horn to slowly chip away parts from the edge. like press it against the edge and slowly take parts off. or just sand it down if you can do that idc. idk how to do this with metal if i use those i just kinda use a shard and tie it really tight and hope it stays

step 3

do the same but take down the middle. there are two ways you can do this to make it attatch

way 1 take it in from the sides to create an indent to tie with and to keep the head in place

way 2

create a little hole in themiddle. yuo can decide if its better or worse to do it thisway by how fragile the thingy is when you take it down because the really fragile ones will just fuckin shatter if u try to do this to them. only do this if you hve a drill or your using metal so you can melt a hole in there or something

Step 4

make the stick. you can use lots of stuff you can use the horn you used tochip the thing down but then you dot ahve a horn so i dont recommend it. you can either tie it to the side (this fucking sucks) or cut a little line in the thingy to put it into . you wanna justjam it in there super hard so it stays. if you use way 2 above then you wanna drill the hole into the handle also

Step 5

Put some kind of glew in there (you make glew by boiling animal bits like sinew and fat and bone and skin and then skimming all the weird sticky stuff off) you can also make it out of plant sap but its not always as sticky but i like tree sap lots. you can like boil bark to get some if its the wrong time of year for sap because its actaully always the right time of year for sap its just sometimes it doest come out because its cold

then you wanna stick it in there super hard and jam it into the thingy and tie it up. if youcut the slit too big you can force some stuf f into there. squishy pieces work best so like wood. slices of wood or sticks or stuff but do it before the glue dries

i forgot tot ake a picture so heres a drawing

Step 5

this is whhere you want to decide how you wanna tie it. all materials work for both ways above it just changes how you tie it. if you do way 2 you can figure it out yourself because i cant be bothered to make 2 knifes to show you both

materials you can use - string - yarn - vines (can be very chunky try to use smaller ones) (also can be fragile (gragile = breaks easily)) - animal sinew (best)

Step 6

leave it to dry/set

Step 7

knife

[acepandemi]

If you get this, answer with 3 random facts about yourself and send it to the last 7 blogs in your notifications, anonymously or not! Let's get to know the person behind the blog!

Oooh, I like this game!

Okay, uhhhmmmmm, random facts about Ace...

Ace's favorite animal is, and has been since baby, the turtle. Why? Because Ace's very first stuffed animal was a multicolour turtle named "Buddy", which Ace's mom bought along with Ace's crib, because that's how the baby-supply-store displayed that particular crib, and Ace's mom thought the multicolour stuffy in the white crib looked nice. Ace still has Buddy, as well as "Sweety", a second stuffed turtle that at one point (but no longer) looked exactly like Buddy, bought from the same baby-supply-store as a decoy as soon as Ace's parents realised baby Ace couldn't sleep without Buddy, for when Buddy needed to be washed. Baby Ace never, not even once, fell for this trick, to the bafflement (and annoyance) of Ace's parents.

Ace can play the ocarina. A relative of Ace once bought the ocarina in question on holiday abroad to give to Ace, without knowing what it was. Why did they buy it if they didn't know what it was? Because it had the shape of a turtle, and everyone knows Ace loves turtles! Then Ace decided "When someone gifts you a musical instrument, even without realising it, you should probably learn how to play it!" And so Ace learned to play the ocarina.

Ace was a dinosaur kid. Please imagine, if you will, a very adorable five-year-old, rather looking like an itty-bitty Disney princess with a floral dress handmade by their mother and intricately braided, long golden hair like a miniature Rapunzel, looking up at you with large blue eyes and very enthusiastically rambling about the iguanodon and the stegosaurus and the parasaurolophus (no kidding), while showing you their precious plastic T-Rex "Tracy" (a gift from grandma). Now you have a pretty good picture of Little Ace. (Adult Ace looks decidedly less Disney Princess and more Dark Academia meets Hiker-of-questionable-gender, but still loves dinosaurs, and still has Tracy on display in their living room, right between the oil-lamp inherited from a relative, and the wooden Siamese cat Auntie and Uncle brought back from a trip to Thailand.)

...This has made me realise I have some rather unusual possessions, or rather possessions with unusual stories attatched to them. And I haven't even gotten to the hand-carved wooden chess-set, the picture of a house that no longer exists, or the domino mask leaning against the row of Agatha Christie pockets.

[denjihugz]

Daddy Lessons ♡

cw: daddy-daughter incest, non-sexual dominance, slight violence mention, semi-nsfw, dom! taiju, kinda implied dacryphilia kink, religious brainwashing, reader is 18 & taiju is 45

"daddy, can we go home now?" you ask him as you buckle your seatbelt. your hands are shaking, struggling to do anything.

he starts his car, pulling out of the parking lot very clearly ignoring you. he's deep in thought, face still covered in bits of blood.

you noticed the route he was driving wasn't the way you came. clearly not taking you home.

"where are we going?"

you knew he didn't like that question. you thought it was rather stupid that he couldn't tell you something that simple. his temper short for unnecessary things.

he clenched his jaw and furrowed his brow further.

you sulk, looking outside your window. you take out the ipod uncle hakkai gifted you and place your earphones in.

it was the one thing of value you owned, the one thing taiju let you own other than stuffed animals.

you looked down at your skirt, the splatter of the unfamiliar man's brain on it.

you realize your vision getting blurry, and tears landing on your legs.

you feel gross and disgusted. tainted and ruined.

the car comes to a stop and when you look up, you see the building you've grown up attatched to.

the church.

"take the handkerchief in the cubby hole and wipe yourself down. don't step into the fucking chapel crying. it's your fault this happened." he spits, walking ahead as you wipe yourself down.

-

the smell of frankincense fills your nose and immediately calms your hysterical mind.

the paintings of the angels take your breath away everytime. you grew up with the fear of God instilled in you, with admiration for Him.

you saw Him in your father.

you walk into a pew, kneeling besides your father. you do the son of the cross and begin to pray. or try to atleast.

you start with our father but mix it up with other prayers and you're right back to the commotion of your father pulling his gun out and shooting his associate.

the loud shooting sound and the splatter on your face and clothing sent you into hysterics. your emotions exploding at the gruesome scene.

you begin to sob, maybe you weren't supposed to be there.

you remember the man mentioning your name and suddenly taiju standing up and the gun going off. it really was your fault.

you hold your face into your hands, taiju sits down and pulls you up into his lap.

"it's not your fault, little one. i just said it but i was wrong." he whispers, rubbing your back as you cry into his shoulder.

"you hurt me, daddy." you cry. "why did you do that?"

he continues to rub your back then uses his free hand to lift your face. your eyes are puffy and he just thinks you look so cute.

"i just was trying to protect you. that man was evil, i was helping God get rid of him." taiju says, leaning to kiss your forehead.

"i'll make it up to you." he promises. the feeling of his erection on your crotch sealing it.

[bittisaur]

Head Cannons for Horrortale Sans!

I like to think Bear has chew stim toys. But he goes through them quick, because he's constantly gnawing on them. I think Bunny (Horrortale Papyrus) has to constantly remind him to wash them.

Bear always longs to be held, he doesn't like being perceived as scary. He just needed to be scary so he could survive and take care of Pap. He adores it when you hold out your hands or arms and allow him to make himself comfortable. But the entire time he's a huffing mess, constantly asking if you're also comfy. When he gets comfy expect him to fall asleep while clinging onto you.

Bear sews! He made both him and Papyrus clothes out of scraps in the Underground, because when Snowdin started to become inhabitable they needed thicker layers. He stills has those clothes, he's proud of the way they came out. It reminds him of sitting down while Pap planned out puzzles and he listened as he sewed.

Following up the sewing thing, I think after getting out of the Underground, Bear made them both vent stuffed animals. Velcro attatching the limbs. They're weighty, filled up with rice in the middle and sand at the bottom. The arms have zippers so you can hide stim toys in it. You can rip them apart and then use the velcro to put them back together again. Their ears have that crinkly fabric and are made of a latex material for pleasant chewing too. Bun cherishes his, he adores it.

Bear dumpster dives!! Like all the time! He genuinely loves doing it. You can find so much stuff all for free!! It makes him so happy to dig around the garbage and find new furniture, candles, equipment, instruments, stationery, anything if you know where to look. But, most importantly, you can find FOOD. As long as you know how to properly wash and treat it, which he put extensive research into, you can take the food. He lives for dumpster diving.

Bear has night terrors,, real bad ones. He wakes up with a harsh jolt. Forgetting where he is and looking around frantically. If not for the reminders all set up around the house and the copious ones in his room he would immediately go back to his animalistic ways. He engraves rules and reminders into his wall and set up a light on them, so once he wakes up, that's where his eye-light goes.

[tentavamp]

I’ve said before that I don’t think Gwess has NO empathy towards animals or kills them for fun like most people initially believe, but I do think she has a very unfortunate relationship with them that is an integral part of her character. I think she has issues with low empathy, and by that I mean what low empathy ACTUALLY means (expecially in terms of being neurodivergent) in that she has a hard time seperating others’ happiness and wellbeing from her own. Not that she’s heartless.

As a person with abandonment and control issues, keeping pets would seem like the ultimate way to get what you want; love without fear of abandonment or judgement. But I think she has a hard time getting attatched to and committing to real animals because they can’t give her the distinctly HUMAN attention she needs to be happy. She stated that she had a cat and a fish as a child, but that her “bird” was so much better. Cats are more solitary and often need alone time. Fish can’t really show any sort of emotional feedback at all and you can’t get close to them. Both things that would probably lower her empathy through no fault of her own and frustrate her greatly.

So when she got Goo Goo Dolls, she saw the chance to have the kind of friendship and attention you get from people with the cuteness and controlability given by pets. She’s not just a psychopath stuffing people in dead animals for the hell of it, she’s specifically attempting to frankenstein the perfect friend to cope with her fears.

[kirishwima]

what pisses off the RFA, or what makes them go T_T ?

ohh its good ol' angst time i see

YOOSUNG:

* When it comes to fears, things that twist his heart like thorns on a rose, the one thing that comes to mind is death.

* His first true experience with death and loss was when he lost Rika, and we all saw how much that affected him; it got him thinking of what it's like to die, what comes next, it makes him wonder if he's lived a life worth living and when he realizes he has done nothing of what he wanted to he panics, cries even

* When it comes to anger, what upsets him like no other are lies, or having his kindness being mistaken for naivety. He's a cheerful guy, he's gentle and caring; but he's not an idiot, and you'd be a fool to treat him as such.

* When people take advantage of his kindness he'll show them a face they've never seen before-long gone is sweet happy Yoosung and in his place comes a menace, his gaze ice cold and his words dripping venom.

ZEN:

* He likes to play at being a 'macho man', even though he too acknowledges the faults of toxic masculinity, even if he falls into some of its traps. Yet his biggest fear isn't to not be perceived as manly. No, his fear is to be acknowledged.

* What does that mean? You ask and you're right, it's very vague phrasing. For me at least, Zen seems to always be putting up an act (especially in other routes except his own); he's so scared of letting true emotions show, to expose himself for who he really is that he tries to pull a facade, be it over exaggerating and focusing on his beauty to flat out avoiding conversations so as to not show his cards, his isnecurities. He's afraid of being seen.

* As for what pisses him off, well...Jumin obviously lmao

* Nah, what really angers him like no other is greed and convinience. He hates being handed things, can't stand to be coddled. He needs to know he's earned his place and victories through his hard work and hard work alone. If he sees people taking advantage of the system, using priveleges others aren't privy to and then pretending they got to where they are on their own he WILL expose them for the idiots they really are lol

JAEHEE:

((friendly reminder that i havent plaged her route in a long while so these are mainly observations from other routes))

* She likes to pretend nothing truly fazes her, but truly Jaehee takes things to heart much more than one would think. That's also exactly why she's built up walls for herself, afraid of letting anyone else in because...what if they hurt her? What if they don't like what they find once she lets them in? ...what if they leave?

* Of course the death of her parents impacted her like no other event, and losing loved ones in a flash like that is jarring, especially at a young age; so Jaehee's always afraid of people getting too close, and worse-of people leaving.

* As for anger, she HATES being taken advantage of. Similarly to Yoosung, but the main difference is that it's not her kindness people tend to take advantage of, but her capabilities and resilience. People think she's a reliable wall, piling things atop of her without even once thinking she might break under the pressure.

* What's worse, is Jaehee will rarely if ever lash out in anger, or even at least tell people to stop. She lets them lean on her until she can't no more, and then she simply takes a step back away from them, becomes cold but never mean. It might just be that she doesn't know how to.

JUMIN:

* Yes yes, Jumin the 'robot' as Zen calls him does have feelings, and fears and worries-truly he might be more human beneath his cold exterior than any one person may ever truly know.

* Jumin's big flaw is that once he's attatched to someone, once he bonds with them, he'll be there for life. Even if the person he loves is to kick him to the ground, even if they hurt him and dispose him like a carcass, if he's with you he's with you 'till the end of the line. Jumin's fear is that he cares too much or not at all, and there's no inbetween.

* He's learnt to deal in extremes, and that's not a trait you can simply unlearn; moderation has never been a part of him, and he fears it never will. So he'll love, or he'll hate, but he'll never simply tolerate (even if he may sometimes make it seem that way).

* As for anger, there's very few things that infuriate Jumin. Or rather, it's that he bottles in his furstrations until much later on he reaches a tipping point, unlesshing all those grievances like breaking glass. For him to come to that point though, it takes a LOT.

* One thing that can and will anger him like no other, even to the point of being physically fighting, is seeing someone mistreat animals. He WILL throw hands don't test him just because he looks like a prim and proper gentleman. 😤

SEVEN/LUCIEL/SAEYOUNG:

* I mean...we all know Seven is in fact a bundle of insecurities and fears moulded into human form.

* His fears and worries are countless and they often keep him up at night; losing the ones he loves, being unable to help as people he cares about suffer, having others be put in an unfavorable situation because of him...oh wait these are all things that HAVE happened and he has gone through. No wonder this man is as closed off as he is.

* So yeah, he has a myriad of fears. But honestly, and this will sound cliche I know...his biggest fear is himself. Wether he's good enough, wether he's worthy of love, if it's okay for him to be cared for, they're all worries that choke his throat, making him push others away for their own sake. Teaching Saeyoung to accept himself, and him truly believing he's capable of being loved is a long hard process.

* When it comes to anger, well generally he's learnt to keep his cool under most situations given his training, but he will go feral if he sees anyone being abused under any form. Knowing what it's like to be a victim in your own house, to cower from the people that should be there to protect you-he'll fight for the victims with tooth and nail.

V/JIHYUN:

* Similarly to Seven V's a burrito of insecurities, with a stuffing of fears and worries.

* He'a afraid of hurting the ones he loves, afraid that he's too much, too little, not enough and overwhelming all at once. He's afraid of moderation, afraid he'll never be able to provide the love one needs as they need it.

* In truth, he's afraid of being abandoned, and this deeply rooted fear is the one that blooms the rest of his insecurities and worries. He's afraid that if he doesn't mould himself into exactly what the other person seeks, they'll leave him in search of something better. He's terrified of being alone.

* When it comes to anger, in the past as a young teen the slightest thing could infuriate him, and he'd freely voice his anger even if it hurt others. Nowdays though, mainly because of the aforementioned fears, he's learnt to handle his anger, and it's a feeling he rarely experiences.

* One thing that can anger him to no end though, is if you dare hurt or taunt the ones he loves. If you even look at the ones he cares for the wrong way, he'll point you with a glare so cold and sharp you can feel blood pool on the tip of your tongue.

* Don't mess with V's family. DON'T.

-send me mystic messenger headcanons for character reactions-

[majoraslion]

MK11 Oc Work.

Working on my MK11 OC named Julissa!

Mortal Kombat 11 Oc

Name: Julissa

Age:26

Character Series:Mortal Kombat 11

Sexual Orientation:Bi-Sexual

Hometown:Born in Dragonrealm but lives with her dad in New York City

Hobbies:Loves to Skateboard, usually draws but graffiti’s things a lot (Has gotten in so much trouble but dosen’t care), likes to go to night clubs, loves raves and to dance. Carries a boombox with her to listen to music when shes skating. Mostly uses her phone with it

Relationships:

Parents: Luca (Dad) Lives in New York and is a pizza shop chef. (No wonder Julissa gets her love of pizza lol) He is calm and stern but he tries his best with his demi god daughter. He asks Raiden and Fujin a lot of questions about her since she was a bit to powerful for him. Although he runs a small dojo he still couldn’t keep up with the energy she had.

Julina (Mom) A Goddess Dragon that lives in the dragon realms, she was very kind at one point in time till she got her crown and changed her ways. She threw Julissa to her ex husband because she wasn’t the heir she wanted. She stays in the dragon realms hoping her daughter will change her mind and become the princess they need to take over.

Raiden and Fujin (Uncles to her) Both have helped her dad raise her and help control her powers as she grew, they consider themselves as uncles to her as thats what she has called them. Raiden is strict with her while Fujin is more laid back in her training. They visit her when they can and Raiden always worries when the tournament is mentioned by her as she isn’t ready in his eyes and is still childish to him.  

Tengfei:First born son to her and Shang Tsung, he was born a full dragon hatcling. He has a human form later on thanks to Julissa teaching him magic. His human form hes almost like a mini Shang, long black hair like his father, has deep green eyes, dragon like features of his mother, and he has a attitude. Mostly keeps to Julissa and gets his shyness from her, he knows of his grandparents and uncles. Julissa and Shang both split learning duties with him. Julissa teaches him her dragon culture and magic and Shang teaches his culture and magic abilites to.

Crush and Spouse Later On:

Shang Tsung (Big Tiddy Sorcerer as she has called him)

Bio:

Julissa is a sweet and kind dragon who just likes to be herself and ignore her demi god status. She hates being one as she dosen’t see herself as someone important enough. She mostly hangs around Cassie and them and keeps up with her training when she ain’t goofing off. Julissa has a trouble maker side to her and she has been caught doing things she shouldn’t have been doing which her dad Bailed her out alot, Julissa trains with her dad and the storm brothers when she can though they don’t know about dragon culture as much as she wants to learn so she seeks out help from Shang Tsung much to their annoyance. While learning from the sorcerer she grows to like him and tries to hang out with him. Julissa dosen’t like the way the future holds for everyone especially when it can grow wrong and ends up in so many deaths. Being immortal herself she’ll know the pain of watching those around her pass away and her only comfort is a evil sorcerer.

Her Human Form: 5′5 in height. Hair a dark brown with purple streaks in it, wears a oversized hoodie, headphones around neck, has small horns on top of her head, eyes are teal blue, has on jean shorts, black converses, ears have two peircings each, tonuge ring, has her dragon tail in human form, her fingers and toes are clawed and she has fangs to, she also carries a backpack with her.

Dragon Form:She isn’t the biggest dragon there is, she’s a purple color with light purple on her tail and muzzle, legs are a black pattern, green belly scales and green on her tail fur and sides, the forehead pattern is green to. Horns are a dark purple with her hair.

Powers:Of course like every dragon she can breath fire and fly, but unlike most she’s a poision dragon. Her bite is very venomous and can paralyze others. The venom is a green color and she can spit it from far away to blind them. Shes like some dragons in mythology that can walk and run on water, her paw pads are kept dry with scales that are water resitaint.  Usually if she dosen’t want to be bothered she will make her belly scales and the fur on her tail glow a bit to show she’s venomous to others and to back off, if that don’t work usually a drawn out hiss is heard and she will spit a bit of venom to show she’s serious. She dosen’t attack unless she’s threatened and she will leave

-Julissa loves to nap, anywhere and anytime. Right in the middle of a battle. She’s snoozing on a rock, its a warm sunny day and she will just lay there sprawled out in her dragon form.

-She likes to stay in her dragon form mostly when she’s by herself, she ain’t human unless she’s around the others. Her dad had to explain to the neighbours once. “No that’s not a chinese dragon in my apartment and no the kitchen is not on fire.”

-She has a weird thing about treasure and shiny things, she has a urge to collect them but she won’t do it to fuel her greedy dragon urges. She has munched down on a few gems once and is embaressed to tell anyone she does that. She will eye some gems but she can control the urges (No thanks to Shang just pourpsely bringing gems around and letting her see them)

-Julissa loves to fly around but she gets lazy and goes by water, she’s a pretty quick swimmer thanks to her scales and fur resisting the water.

-Speaking of her fur it is so soft and silky, when you move it you can see some scales under the fur that protects her body. Julissa loves being brushed and petted so much she’s like a giant cat. She likes to cuddle keep close to you. She’s actually pretty warm, not enough to be unbearable but its comfy

-She and Raiden often gets into a lot of fights over how she is and her fighting skills, mostly it’s about her taking her role as a demi god. She dosen’t want to and just wants to live a normal life while Raiden tells her she can’t run away from her responibilites. She don’t even use her powers unless it calls for them.

-Julissa is clumsy and can get disracted easily, Fujin can’t count how many times she’s crashed from flying when she sees something that catches her attention

-Julissa isn’t mean but she does have a trouble maker side to her, she has admitted to doing small things but she is sweet and kind otherwise

-Weirdly she’s afraid of bugs, she will not go near any and is deathly afraid of D’Vorah. She won’t hesitate to torch her if she has the chance.

-Julissa has the appitite of..well a full grown dragon. She has to eat a lot to to keep herself full. She burns a lot of calories and usually is sluggish if she don’t eat enough.

-She loves her mother with her heart, but she knows she’ll never change. She just hopes it will be soon.

-Being a venomous animal she has glands that stores the venom, if you look under her tonuge you can see were it comes from. Though a bite will be enough to bring anything down she usually keeps to not using it unless she feels threatened. With enough she can paralyze her prey to keep them escaping.

-Sometimes She’ll project her dream\nightmares on those she cares about or knows. She’s done this a few times with Fujin and Shang. Usually the nightmares consit of her mother abandoning her and it’s more than what they would have knew about her.

-Julissa is easy to get attatched to people, she says she can’t help it but she blames it on her abandondedment issues.

-Speaking of She has trust issues to, it’s hard for her to really know if she can trust someone or not. She usually goes by how they are or how they act.

-She mostly stays on Earthrealm, she don’t go to the sky temple unless she’s visiting Fujin and Raiden. Her home is a apartment in New York and she travels to visit Cassie and them.

-Julissa has taken over her dads Dojo and teaches some classes, it helps her clear her mind and keep her on her feet

-Julissa is like most dragons, if she ever gives into her greedy side and hoard treasure or rare items she will grow. She gets meaner and more wild as she does. Seems the only thing Fujin and Raiden has found to keep her from growin is Stuffed Animals and the dragon has a whole collection of them

-There was a time she did grow a bit to big much to their liking, she had gotten some treasure and hoarding it till it was to late

[changeling-crafts]

diy worm on string!

Diy worms aren't super great at tricks but they still can with a bit of extra effort. And nothing stops them from being the best kind of friends! They tend to be quite a bit larger than the retail version and you can customise their coats to have spots or stripes if you want.

Materials:

acrylic yarn

scissors

fine tooth comb

Cut a piece of yarn that is more than double the length that you want your worm to be, and fold it in half. It's better to have your yarn be too long than too short. This will be the base of your worm.

Also cut a bunch of short pieces of yarn making sure that they're long enough to tie in an overhand knot. Mine range from 2-4 inches, but if you want you can cut them all at the same length and trim it later.

Take one of the short pieces of yarn and tie it in an overhand knot around the base string, next slide the short piece of yarn to the middle. Do this again with another piece of short yarn and slide it so the two knots are next to each other.

If you want to attatch fishing line so your worm can do tricks, tie that knot between the first two.

Take another short piece of yarn and tie it around both legs of the base string as if it was a single piece of string, slide this toward the other knots.

Take more short pieces and tie one around each leg of the base string and slide them both to the tip with the rest of the knots.

You will then repeat the last two steps of tying a short string around both legs as one and tying around each leg separatly for the entire length of the worm

As you work you can use longer or shorter pieces of the yarn to begin shaping the classic worm on a string shape but dont worry about it too much. You can also incorperate different colored yarn sporadically for spots or alternate colors after an inch of knots for stripes.

When you reach your desired worm length do a final set of short strings tied around each leg of the base, then take the two legs of the base string and tie them into a square knot.

give that worm a brush! I combed in a nose to tail direction making sure to fluff up every piece of yarn. A lot of fluff will come off of your comb, I save this fluff for stuffing plush animals.

give them a trim to get the worm shape of your dreams!

you can use googly eyes but I just glued on little knots of a contrasting yarn for eyes

Last step! Give your worm a name and treat them kindly. (this one is named tim)

I hope you enjoyed my tutorial, and if you follow it feel free to tag me in a photo of your worm, I would love to see! Also don't be afraid to messege me if you have any questions.

[alyhollywood]

Confessions of Binx’s Medical Emergency

Friday night we went to bed and I woke to a horrific scene where vomit puddles everywhere and a very scared cat unable to pee despite continual non stop tries on l’y resulting in one foam puddle and lots of little droplets everywhere. My fur baby of 11 years was in

meidical crisis that was if left untreated more hours would be fatal.

The first place was now in reflection all about greed to get as much of your money as possible without best interest of animals in mind. Before anything they drugged him up to relieve pain and my cat came back into me unresponsive and rag doll limp appearing dead I totally lost it as I held him and knowing I had to leave him to possibly never wake from anesthesia.

So after overdose of medicine for profit and doing anesthesia when I later learned could of just sedated to place catheter, also tried to force me to fix him. He is 11 years old and I made a decision not to after lots of reasearch years ago. I hate how they can never respect that when I take him in for any vaccinations or care. The vet called me and for 15 min. I had to tell her no do not fix him while he is already under for the catheter. How cruel to ever consider doing such a thing when it is the same region he was already having critical problems with. Then the vet called again starting with “ Binx is okay...” only for her to then tell me he needs surgery and it would be $6000 for just that or I have to decide to kill him and had an hour to decide and call back. I went full on hysterical. How dare I have to be told kill an otherwise totally healthy animal because I don’t have that kind of money. I had already made sure with bloodwork his kidneys were healthy and it was solely the bladder only involved. As I applied for credit pet care and denied on all due to no credit history I called my parents to help me find a solution.

My mother then called and basically said we don’t have that and we will not put him down. We figured get through weekend having him stay at the hospital monitored and take him to his usual vet on Monday.... the vet then in a bitch remark mentioned another location I could try to call for a better price. So we called over and they gave me an estimate of $1300. Mind you I had already signed over $1800 to the first ER who has given me a hellish time to refund some of that since he did not stay in their care the full 24hrs i paid for.

The second place isn’t an ER but was open on a Sunday amazingly. I asked if they had any appointments and after telling the situation they squeezed me in at opening 8am and a surgery for later in the day.

Got him that next morning. The poor baby was barely alert or moving. My cat I have had since there was still baby teeth in his skull was silent for the first time ever in his life and barely breathing or opening eyes. They did the surgery successfully. In there found the bladder full of stones and blood clots and it clear the bladder lining extreme thickening which means it was going on for a long time. They did confirm with X-ray that they got them all and now it’s all a wait and pray to recover.

He had a low temperature that was not raising and was not alert and responsive as they had expected. It was enough to have then put in for a transfer to the place they had a agreement with to watch pets who need monitored overnight during the hours the place is closed. So I had to go get my cat take him to another city and then return to get him before 9am the next day to take him back. Mind you I don’t drive so this only makes this all the more complicated. He was breathing so faint I only could tell from a hand on his body. His head tilted up in the back corner facing away the whole ride over to the night monitor location was deeply troubling. I told him he has to fight to recover and cannot give up and leave me alone. We aren’t quitters so don’t he dare we are survivors and he will get through this we have faced so much worse and wound up okay.

He finally was alert this morning when I got him. Stood up even in this box and was checked back into the place of surgery. He was much more aware but still blood in urine. Got to go before they closed up for the night to visit. Standing on my toes reaching to the back of these cages my arms barely able to reach let alone to avoid bowls of water and food to do so when the bottom of cage is at my eye level. He finally let out a meow when I first was there which he hadn’t made a sound since the day before on Friday when he had fallen asleep as always in my arms.

My apt is eerily quiet to where silence is deafening and without him I can’t begin to fall asleep despite the fact I last slept was that Friday late evening. They will probably keep him until his catheter does not have blood in urine and remove it. Then monitor another day before sending him home with medication and a new diet to follow for the remainder of his life that will be more expensive of course. I inquired I am looking at three liquid medications and one pill to be administered once he is back home.

They have him on fluids so he is all swelled up from them but he is coming around slowly. His fiesty self is back and was told at the clinic he anytime out on the table waves the paw with the iv on at them to try to get them to take it out hah. I literally lost my female when she was just 23 days into her 10th year. So I held my breath this whole 10th year with him terrified and had only just relaxed a bit in January as he turned 11 to then be hit with this out of nowhere. He had no signs up until last week and then Saturday unable to urinate at all trying nonstop without success.

This has been emotionally exhausting and quite stressful. Not to mention I’m now more broke then ever using the last of money from a small settlement that took over 5 years to obtain from being run over walking in a crosswalk at 16 the first night of summer prior to my senior high school year. Guess that brain damage was worth it to have ability to save him... hah.

He literally is the last piece of happy memories I have to countless friends I have buried in the past 6 years. He has given me a reason to stay alive and got through so much together. Truly this cat tried to even stop me from being robbed. He is my protector well he tries anyways. My date when I get ghosted. My wake up call. My chatterbox to always tell me what is on his mind and give me a piece of it. Demanding yet sometimes in my best interest like when I really need to go to bed and he demands we do so. My cuddle bug that took place of my childhood stuffed bear in my arms at night to sleep. My little fashionista strutting around in his little shirts he adores wearing. I cannot imagine losing him right now and not when it was not doomed to reoccurrence let alone fully healthy otherwise.

If you pray please keep him in your prayers. He is not out of the woods and it’s going to be a long week. Pray I have the strength to keep going and hold my emotional basket case self together for him to give the best care possible. If you want to donate to help me out on covering this insane now close to $5000 and counting unforeseen costs my cash app is $AlyHollywood because like I said he will be on lots of medication at first for probably 10 weeks or so once back home in my arms. Which is going to truly be hard to cover. If you know a bit of my story from last year you are aware I had my own near death very costly medical crisis that has kept me from being allowed to work or school and even exercising up until last month when I got clearance from cardio and pulmonary; I still have a handful of doctors to clear me for full return to my so called life and plans. His condition finally being Unconcealable could not be worse timing for me honestly. Welcoming all positive vibes our way because gonna need it for Sertain.

He came into my life when I was trying to relearn how to do everything and have coping skills because my brain was no longer able to work how it did prior to the accident. He came when I was so alone and no one asked me to my senior formal dances and let me cry until he was fur soaked tears. He makes every day one that I get to smile and this apartment be full as if there was more then one human. Truly this main man of my house just happens to walk on all fours that left pawprints on my soul that is priceless enough to put all I had into his best interest of care. I love my Binx he deserves to live when he is still so much alive and has so much more love to extend

Anyways once I know more I shall update. I’m praying 🙏🏻

Update : 8am got a call he was not doing great still more blood then they would of expected in urine and was an unhappy kitty who would bat at the vet techs and not let anyone pet him. Not eating or drinking enough and probably going to need to stay a day or more longer in the Hospital then expected. He is very much attatched so I made the trip to go visit him this time I asked for a stool to stand on to not need to stand on my toes to reach him in the back of this high row of cages.

My visit apparently made a world of difference and he was more his old self even got some meows out of him! I was so happy to see him more himself and he even by the time I left after spending close to two or more hours visiting had less blood in his urine. See next post for more about my visit and a video clip too !

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🎁 What would be the perfect gift to buy your OC? What would be the worst gift? Are they themselves any good at gifting things or are they really indescisive? How do they wrap their presents?

ARLO: horrible at giving AND receiving gifts bc shes always like. i dont deserve this. she's not the best at picking stuff bc she can't read people very well but whatever she decides on goes in a very important neatly wrapped box with a separate card attatched. the best gift for her wld probably be earbuds bc she only has chunky headphones and u know. doesnt like to stand out when shes tuning things out. also she lives with 2 old men and has like 2 potential friends so maybe the best gift of all would be a trip to the mall.a date out. friendship

SALMA: will be happy with seriously anything like u could give her a 5$ gift card to petsmart and she'll be like 😳..how did you know....😳😳 but she is very into fluffy and/or squishy objects like keychains and very into slime as well. and actually a pet smart gift card wouldn't be a bad idea bc she likes to get treats for her dog. salma gives the best small gifts bc she notices EVERYTHING and a lot of it ends up in her journals when she feels like writing everything down so she gives really practical gifts at really good times. she misses holidays a lot but just gives stuff whenever it feels right like ear plugs when someone mentions it being too loud or an extra snack she tosses over after noticing someone gets hungry at the same time every day or a pack of gum when someone has trouble focusing or a stuffed animal that reminded her of someone when she saw it. stuff like that.

RICHIE: absolute menace to trees a fresh notebook is ALWAYS the best gift bc they are like. "ok i need a normal sketchbook but i will only use every other page because the pages smudge together also all of the drawings will be small and left unfinished and i also need a captain's log for my daily strifes and one where i plan to overthrow my parents and one as a cover diary where i write normal things to throw them off the trail of my actual captain's log and one exclusively for concept art for the hit graphic novel i will one day surely write and one for school too i guess." theyve broken into their art teachers supply closet several times. so yeah notebooks OR stim toys bc their parents refuse to buy any. they give a lot of shitty homemade presents or stuff they have but never use only because they don't get out much and it's either unwrapped or like stuffed in a paper bag but usually they're pretty thoughtful and unique like homemade cream with the person's favorite scent that seems a little too suspicious to put on your hands or homemade paper pushed into the shape of a bowl bc they dont know how to make paper or a fursona you didnt want