#but i can be mushy :)

[ashcremated]

✨ THE MERCY OF MAGPIES ✨

we are sooo back so here is a little art and fic masterpost to recover the old links in one place. since i resurrected and all.

Cover

Chapter 1: art

Chapter 2: art, fic post

Chapter 3: art 1, art 2, fic post

Chapter 4: art, fic post

Chapter 5: art 1, art 2, fic post

Chapter 6: art, fic post

Chapter 7: art, fic post

Chapter 8: art, fic post

as always written by the one and only most talented frog in the pond @ranilla-bean, (and after you read this one go check out their other works too!)

[apparently-artless]

Winter departs. The mountains laugh. The meadows awaken in splendor.

Mushishi Zoku Shou Episode 10 - Depths of Winter

#ArtsAniRequest2025 [1/12] - Mushishi

Prompt: Send me an anime series for which you think I haven't made edits yet that you want to see, and I will make one GIF set.

Anon Asked: how about mushishi?

[galdrgobrrr]

Happy volume 10 announcement here’s some celebratory bees

[fabuloustrash05]

"When I was a young man, I fell in love with a woman-"

"Oh, hey, is it that late?"

"Sit."

This is such a funny father and son moment between these two, and I love it way too much.

Not only with Raph trying to get out of hearing a story from his dad that he's not interesting in/in the mood to hear, but also immediately wanting out the second he realizes it's about his dad's love life.

[c-kiddo]

i wont lie i always just forget what i made previously so i forget i actually have made progress. like something has occurred

(2021/2022 vs 2025)

[otterward]

sweethearts

[barricade-draws]

Mushy May Day 3! - Raindrop nesting

Prompt list by @forlorn-crows

[alicornze7]

Dumb thought:

what if they did an eye transplant

Carnival au belongs to @sm-baby

[chez-cinnamon]

They have held hands without protection too much and now argyle and lorelai have a child

What does their child look like

Twins :3

Sara has Argyle's authoritative stature and Lorelai's adolescent temper , whereas Finn has Lorelai's shyness but Argyle's compassion !!

[14dayswithyou]

tell ren to turn his location on👉👈

I saw one of the posts of how ren does get jealous of pets being loved over him and alll that so now I have the thought of the one meme of ‘ah yes, me, my partner and their [enter normal pet size] foot [pet]’

I don’t have anything else, it did pop into my head though and I thought I’d share with the class.

⌞♥⌝ ItsNotVivy on Twitter actually made that exact meme with Ren a looong time ago!!

[starleska]

Y'know, we see Mr. Ring-a-Ding make the projectors move...which begs the question of does he actually NEED Mr. Pye?

I think not. I think he just likes the guy but is...not great at communicating that, even to himself. But I think he just wanted someone around, and I do think he got genuine joy from making Mr. Pye happy.

That dreamy look he gives is not the look of a cold-hearted god who only uses humans for his own gain, IMO. ;)

👀👀👀!!!!!!!!! oh this is SUCH a great question omg!!!! and heart-breaking too... honestly, i'm a big fan of the 'Pantheon members are very lonely/in psychological distress' take (goodness knows we all wrote a lot of that with the Toymaker after the The Giggle novel came out 😭). even if Mr. Ring-A-Ding insists to himself that he's not getting feelings for Mr. Pye, let alone humans in general...you're absolutely right. he was positively doe-eyed 😭💖 here's a fun idea: what if, prior to his inhabiting Mr. Ring-A-Ding, Lux actually had very little interest in love and 'softer' emotions? but after inhabiting Mr. Ring-A-Ding's form, and taking on all of those gigantic, cartoonish emotions...maybe then he became a hopeless romantic 🫠

[myokk]

She hears him calling her name as she flees down the spiral staircase, almost tripping over her feet in her rush to get away from him, but he catches up quickly, reaching out to grab her arm in an attempt to slow her down. She stops running immediately - she supposes her traitorous body wants to see what he has to say, or maybe it just wants to bask in his intoxicating proximity. He crowds her space, and she sees that unfamiliar look in his eyes again. So very different from the cold disdain she had seen the last time she had been this close to him, during the argument that had ended their friendship.

Oh, Merlin, he's getting closer to her, and she can now clearly see the freckles dusting his cheeks and nose and forehead and then before she knows it, his hand is sliding up her arm, leaving goosebumps everywhere he touches and then he's caressing her jaw with his rough thumb and he pauses. Her eyelids flutter closed as her head tilts towards him - she couldn't stop herself even if she wanted to (what does she want?). She can feel his warm breath ghosting over her lips and she has the improbable, ridiculous thought - how is he remembering to breathe? - before he speaks. His lips brush against hers with every soft word and a deep shiver runs through her body.

"I," she hears him say, his voice so, so low, "haven't been able to think since last week."

That's all she needs to hear, the brush of his bottom lip against hers all she needs to feel, to push her into closing what minuscule distance there is between them and then his lips are on hers and it's better than anything she's been imagining. His mouth is soft against hers, insistent, and her hands go up to grip the collar of his plaid jacket to make sure he doesn't go away or disappear on her.

from my oneshot💘

[mosaickiwi]

(sorry for any mistakes, English is not my native language) Hello, I hope you are doing well! Can I ask you for a drabble about the wedding day of an emotional MC who burst into tears because she thought that this day would never come and REDACTED, but without the “lavish ceremony” (lots of guests, wedding suits, huge celebration, etc.) (please forgive me, I hope I was able to express myself clearly, thank you very much and have a nice day!) ฅ'ω'ฅ

!!!

By law I must post wedding fic on Valentine's Day!!!

14 Days With You is an 18+ Yandere Visual Novel. MINORS DNI

~Wedding Day~

You nervously toyed with the ring in your palm, heart racing so hard it hurt. It was still difficult to believe what was happening. This was happening.

It was the same golden ring your partner had worn since you first met him. There wasn't a moment you ever saw them without it as he changed from a shy, stuttering mess in a cardigan to the clingy, dark-haired brat of a man you fell in love with more and more each day. Although the amount of rings they wore had grown.

That fateful day on the playground was something you couldn't even remember, and from what your companion told, you didn't want to. The second try was a far better memory for the both of you anyway. You were the one who proposed that time, catching them by complete surprise with the confidence you never usually had to ask anything of him. But you managed to do it.

And now you were the one who would put a ring on their finger.

“We haven't even started the vows,” [REDACTED] quietly said, pulling you from your thoughts. “Y'can’t be cryin’ just yet, Angel.”

“Am I crying?” The words came out hoarse from your already tightening throat. You hadn't realized. Sure enough, hot tears were streaming down your face as he gently wiped at them with his thumb. 

You tried to calm down, gazing up at him to distract yourself. Their voice had the same familiarly teasing tone it always did, but you could tell from the soft quiver to his lower lip that he was holding back his own tears.

“Yeah, it’s—” He let out a sound somewhere between a laugh and a sob, then hurriedly pushed his dark hair out of his reddening eyes. You wanted to tease him back about it, but you knew if you tried to speak again the tears would come flooding even worse. Another few moments passed as you both tried to collect yourselves.

Surprisingly, it took him a little longer. The tears on your cheeks had long fell and dried while he stood in front of you, eyes shrouded behind their bangs.

But after one more unsteady breath, he seemed to find his way again and look at you. “Are you ready?” they asked, a shakiness to their hands as he reached for the dangling chain around your neck—the necklace he’d given to you months ago once he’d found the courage to say yes to your proposal.

With your anxious nod of approval, he continued. Cool fingertips brushed at your collarbone, finding the silver clasp at the back of your neck and releasing it with a faint clicking of metal. The necklace fell loosely in his hands as he pulled it away. The golden ring easily slid from the chain and he rolled it in his fingers for a long moment, staring at it silently.

They were noticeably calmer this time, with a trembling smile that reached their eyes as he took your left hand and repeated himself. 

“Ready?”

[coffeeghoulie]

Mushy May Day 1: Sleepover

we're so back. i am so excited.

Thank you so much to @forlorn-crows for putting Mushy May together for the third year in a row <3

Dew gets invited to spend a hotel night with Aether, Sunny, Cirrus, Cumulus, and Rain. Party games are played, and Dew is nothing if not petty about losing. Aether is a menace. Rated Teen for some suggestiveness. 1k.

divider by @ghuleh-recs <3

“Isn’t this a game for human kits?” Dew says, plopping down in between Cumulus and Sunny as he pops the cap on a bottle of beer with his claw. Across the circle from him, Aether takes a swig from his own bottle and raises an eyebrow.

Rain shrugs. “I mean, the older ones play it,” they say. “It’s a party game, apparently.”

“Some party,” Dew jokes, gesturing around to the hotel room the six of them have crammed themselves into, one of the beds pushed up against the other to make room to sit on the floor and drink cheap beer. Mountain and Swiss had accepted an invitation into Copia’s room after a successful Ritual, and rather then go to sleep and be rested for the next day of travel, Rain had talked Dew into coming and joining the rest of them for a little of their own fun.

“Oh, come on, Dewey, lighten up,” Rain teases. They run a hand through blue black waves and flutter their eyelashes. “Promise I’ll make it real sweet for you when you land on me.”

Dew rolls his eyes as the other burst into laughter. He whips his head over to Aether. “You shouldn’t be laughing at that, starshine, you really want your mate kissing other ghouls?” he complains almost petulantly.

Aether just raises an eyebrow as Cumulus knocks her shoulder into Dew’s bony one. “Dewdrop. We have been the furthest thing from exclusive and you know it.”

Dew sighs, lips quirking up into a small smile before he hides it behind his beer bottle. Cirrus flashes him a knowing smile before leaning over and resting her head on Cumulus’s shoulder for a moment. “Yeah, yeah, okay,” Dew says. “Who’s going first?”

“Me,” Sunny butts in, setting an empty beer bottle in the center of their little circle before anyone else can speak up. “And if it doesn’t point directly at someone when it stops, I’m kissing whoever’s closest. Take it or leave it.”

There’s no argument, so Sunny spins the bottle fast and hard, the glass rattling against the cheap vinyl floor. Dew can’t look away from the motion, even as the circular motion makes him the slightest bit dizzy.

The bottle comes to a shuddering stop facing Cirrus, and Sunny lights up. “Come on, gimme some sugar, blossom,” she grins, tail flicking in satisfaction behind her. Sunny practically crawls across the circle to press a loud kiss to Cirrus’s lips.

She cards her fingers through Sunny’s auburn curls, cups her cheek for a moment. Surprisingly tender against Sunny’s energy and the context of the game. Dew can’t see Sunny’s full expression, but he can see the way her cheek dimples, and then she sits back down.

“Clockwise?” Rain asks, taking a sip of their beer and grimacing the slightest bit. They really grabbed the cheapest shit they could find, but Dew thinks it adds to the charm. Really makes it feel like they’re teenagers at a party, doing something they aren’t supposed to.

Sunny hums. “Nah. Dew, your turn.”

He laughs, sets his beer down and spins the bottle, all without looking away from Aether’s eyes. “Big guy or bust,” he snarks, and Cirrus snorts behind her own drink.

The bottle, of course, lands on Cumulus instead. Dew will never complain about kissing one of his girls, so he turns and smiles fondly at where she sits next to him.

She’s quick to kiss him, and Cumulus laughs against his lips when she licks against the seam and pulls back before Dew can chase the sensation. He doesn’t need to see himself to know his cheeks are glowing like an ember.

Cumulus spins, lands on Aether, and Aether flashes her a boyish grin he normally turns on Dew. Cirrus leans back so they can kiss, and Aether doesn’t look away from his mate as he does it.

Dew is not fuming, thank you very much. He understands the game and agreed to play and he is not jealous. He watches Cirrus peck Rain on the cheeks, and Aether kiss Cumulus, and when Rain spins it lands on him, and he is very much not against kissing his pretty pearl.

Cirrus wolf whistles when they part, and the burn of jealousy eases. Dew licks his lips and settles smugly back on his haunches.

Sunny lands on Aether next, and Aether grins as he holds her face tenderly for a moment, kissing her for several beats longer. Dew can feel the heat radiating off of her when she sits back down.

“Alright, let’s try this again,” Dew scoffs, reaching into the circle to spin the bottle. He glares at Aether when the bottle spins past him and lands on Rain like it’s Aether’s fault where the bottle stopped. The big ghoul throws up his hands in surrender, laughing like he’s just been beamed with a pick onstage.

“You’re complaining about kissing me again?” Rain laughs, something bright and mischievous glinting in their eye.

“No, never,” Dew laughs, carding spindly fingers through their hair as he kisses the words from their mouth.

He’s barely back in his spot before Cumulus spins, and she lands on Aether. As does Cirrus. Aether’s own spin lands him on Sunny, but then Rain lands on Aether. And Sunny lands on Aether again.

Dew tries to guess exactly how much force it’ll take to land on his mate. Spins the bottle. His fingers shake just the slightest bit but he convinces himself he’s not jealous. Not at all.

The bottle goes around and around and around, rattling on the floor, and Dew almost cheers as it slows to point at Aether.

And then the bottle jumps to Rain unnaturally.

“That shouldn’t have done that,” Dew says, brow furrowing.

“What, land on me?” Rain asks, and the rest of the ghouls cackle. Aether takes a swig of his drink, but Dew knows that smug look.

“Aether. You used your fucking quintessence to stop the bottle,” he accuses. Sunny shoves his shoulder, cackling at such a suggestion.

“So what if I did?” Aether says, slowly raising an eyebrow as he finishes his beer.

“Oh, that’s fucking it,” Dew says, getting up and crossing the circle. He accidentally kicks the bottle aside as he hauls Aether to his feet.

Aether just laughs, letting Dew manhandle him, starting to march him to the adjoining hotel room he’s sharing with Rain.

Sunny cackles. “Welp, I guess we’re playing Seven Minutes in Heaven now.”

[affluent-havoc]

I really do like the idea of the survivors having to fend for themselves instead of just immediately being saved. Like, let them get grimy and eat shitty meals cus the world's gone to hell and none of them have enough of the skills to know exactly what their doing. Would let the gang bond together which is always a treat. Thus, these silly drawings!

The others are very much done with his shit.

He eventually yields though because he doesn't ACTUALLY wanna starve.

[sysig]

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