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#introduction #masterlist #masterpost #eggy writes*~#eggy supports*~#eggy talks*~#eggy draws*~#eggy writes spice?*~#quest for the furnace #eggy reblogs*~

'eye shapes'

inspo/meme under the cut

#vince and crisis are just happy to be there lmao #and also vince has the big evil blue/green eyes #the gojo meme incarnate lmao #alastor lowkey looks zooted in this #like hes off in his own world rn haha #art #eggy draws*~#oc #hh oc #hazbin hotel oc #vox #hh vox #hazbin hotel vox #vincent #hh vincent #hazbin hotel vincent #alastor #hh alastor #hazbin hotel alastor

strxwb3rrybvnny

Hey all, thought I'd make a post bringing up something I've noticed in how people are treating the child sprites in the Nu: Carnival fandom. Honestly, I've found it gross to have seen some lewd art, comments and even explicit NSFW involving Kuya's child sprite from his birthday itinerary on Twitter.

It's disheartening to see this because he's my favorite character. And, not to mention, when I saw Edmond's child sprite for his birthday I feared people would come out of the woodwork being creepy. I get that they're fictional, but to me it's so icky to me to do that to/think of child character sprites like that. Like, are the adult sprites not enough at this point?

Another thing, I fear this art and even thirsting can be used for grooming. Cause all it takes is to show a potential victim the art and way the kid sprites are being lusted after, and make that behavior seem okay. And, it's honestly triggering me to a degree. It didn't take much for me to find it as I was following the artist who made it, unaware they'd make this art. After I had seen it, it made going on Twitter a miserable experience before I deleted the app in frustration.

This subject, albeit upsetting, is still something I feel I should bring up and speak about. I've had experiences in my past of seeing similar art and thinking those things were okay, or even desirable. It's taken me years to unlearn, and even still I struggle at times with those issues. Especially, having my own varied experiences of SA from childhood and in my teens.

Just, this ruined the fun I was having looking at Kuya's birthday fanart on Twitter. All of this really left a sour taste in my mouth, and is making it hard to look at Kuya fanart without still feeling a little upset. Yet, I know it won't stop people from making that art that is upsetting for me and others alike.

I have examples I'm putting underneath, under the post cut. I did my best to censor two of the screenshots, cause genitalia was exposed in the original art. I've put warnings in case below.

CW/TW ahead!

'disgustingly jolly'

#BREAKING NEWS: local asshole realises he has a genuine friend and crashes out #they're just chill as hell and it bothers the FUCK out of him #art #eggy draws*~#hh oc #oc #hazbin hotel oc #alastor #hh alastor #hazbin hotel alastor

'old friends'

#they're gay your honor #i like to imagine if alastor wasn't such an ASSHOLE they could have been the most powerful queerplatonic couple in the entirety of hell #but whatever #WHATEVER MR 'THERE ARE NO FRIENDS IN HELL'#art #eggy draws*~#hazbin hotel #vox #hh vox #hazbin hotel vox #alastor #hh alastor #hazbin hotel alastor #oc #hh oc #hazbin hotel oc

I was thinking abt my Quest for the Furnace fic and was also listening to Warrior of the Mind from EPIC and came up with a solid backstory for how Mac's Apprentice ended up as his apprentice so I'm just gonna spit that out here lol

So when Mac is first introduced, he does his big shadow clone monster thing, does some epic flips and shit and defeats his own monster ALL just to impress MK and make MK want to be his student

So how about if that was Mac's second/back up plan for in case YOU (the reader/Mac's apprentice) failed

Mac heard you fighting some demons in an alleyway one day. They were accosting you and you totally beat their asses, which is very impressive for a magicless human

Whether you fought valiantly or cowardly, you still beat them and Mac sees that special spark of potential in your eyes and decides right there on the spot that 'yeah.. that one's coming home with me'

His plan is to train YOU to fight MK, instead of fighting him himself. Preferably a younger looking person so if Wukong appears, it would be a little harder to stomach the fight than if it was just Macaque

And in the beginning, you're a GREAT student. Even if you're a too timid, or too reckless, you're picking up the material quickly, and even when he beats you down, you always get back on your feet

Shadow Magic comes naturally to you as well. Slipping into the shadows, creating clones and weapons, etc. He honestly doesnt know how he got so lucky with how perfect of a student you are.

You're empathetic enough too, so that when Macaque spins up a tragic backstory about how Sun Wukong betrayed him (which is technically not entirely wrong), you feel angry on his behalf and agree to help defeat him.

Eventually you're a pretty good warrior. Even in such a short time frame, you can now kick some serious ass and Mac decides that it's time. You and him slide into the shadows and he takes you to Pigsy's Noodles under the dark of the night.

From the window, he points MK out to you and reveals that he is Sun Wukong's apprentice. The apprentice of his sworn enemy, and in the future, you will have to fight him alone. Once MK is defeated, you both will steal the golden cudgel and fight Sun Wukong together.

You agree emphatically, and thus begin your most rigorous training yet, while also keeping a personal eye on MK. Mac is so proud. What a good student he has. So strong, and smart and sympathetic to his pain and suffering at the hands of the evil Monkey King.

Eventually, the big day comes and Mac sits back and enjoys the show as you and MK go head to head. Since Mac's training has been to vigorous and brutal, you are far more durable and battle-savvy than your opponent and you eventually (decently quickly) manage to pin him down.

You stare down at the Monkie Kid, his staff fallen somewhere unseen as he gasps and splutters, the hard blow to his chest making it hard to breath. Blood drips from his nose and down his chin, and he squints up at you, almost looking as if he might cry.

He is scared of.. you...

He is scared of you.

the realisation is sobering, and you freeze in place, your own staff held over your head mid swing. You can feel warm, thick liquid coating your fingers and you know is it blood. His blood.

Macaque told you to kill him.. but can you really do it? Even if it was for your mentor's justice, can you truly end his life?

Mac sees this and understands your hesitance. He appears behind you, his own claws curling around yours over your weapon. He speaks reassurances into your ear, but each word only makes the chills that run down your spine even colder.

His first time killing was hard too, but you'll get used to it.

He knows its hard, but he needs to die

This is all to defeat Wukong, remember?

... the shadows staff dissipates into smoke and your hands clench into fists. Mac is silent behind you as you lower your hands slowly. MK is barely conscious, but he still stares up at you, breath ragged and wet with blood.

Wukong will be coming any minute.

Macaque is disappointed.

The both of you drop down into shadows and disappear, just in time as Wukong slams down next to MK.... it's silent in the dojo and neither of you can bare to look at the other....

Mac stays silent for a long time, before his voice rings out in the darkness of the dojo.

You couldn't do it, you say quietly, hoping to placate the anger your mentor must feel. You couldn't become a murderer like that.

Get out.

Its hurts to leave the place that has become a home to you, but who knows what he'll do if you stay, so you slide into the darkness and disappear...

#eggy writes*~#quest for the furnace #lmk #lego monkie kid #lmk x reader #lego monkie kid x reader #macaque #six eared macaque #the six eared macaque #lmk macaque #lmk six eared macaque #lego monkie kid macaque #lego monkie kid six eared macaque #macaques apprentice #qftf macaque #qftf

crowttore

"Say that again.."

Time might as well have stopped flowing forward with how still everything seemed in the silence that stretched. You grew steadily more anxious that you'd somehow insulted his entire bloodline.

The words were foreign on your tongue and the pronunciation most likely off. You'd never heard anyone from Sumeru speaking their native tongue and such had nothing but intuition to go off of.

"I.. loving you?"

Dottore laughed.

But it was a genuine one. Perched on his lap, your body fitting perfectly against his, you could feel his abs tense with every chuckle.

The tips of his ears, barely visible through unruly hair, were flushed. A calloused hand reached to pinch your cheek.

"Your grammar is all wrong."

Before you could protest, huff, defend yourself and the effort it had required to memorise in the first place, he tucked your head under his chin, voice lowered to a whisper.

"..once more, please."

catbellybuttons

writing the first half of a fic: yaaaay! wooo!!! 🌈💝 fun ideas 😊💖✨️~

writing the second half of a fic: I am in a fight with god himself and he is winning

glitchedoutpxie

How to use Em Dash (—) and Semi Colon ( ; )

Since the ai accusations are still being thrown around, here's how i personally like to use these GASP ai telltales. 🦄✨

Em Dashes (—)

To emphasize a shift / action / thought.

They're accusing us—actually accusing us—of using AI.

To add drama.

They dismissed our skills as AI—didn't even think twice, the dimwits—and believed they were onto something.

To insert a sudden thought. Surely they wouldn't do that to us—would they?

To interrupt someone's speech. "Hey, please don't say that. I honed my craft through years of blood and tears—" "Shut up, prompter."

To interrupt someone's thoughts / insert a sudden event.

We're going to get those kudos. We're going to get those reblogs—

A chronically online Steve commented, “it sounds like ai, idk.”

Semi Colons ( ; )

To join two closely related independent sentences / connect ideas.

Not only ChatGPT is capable of correct punctuation; who do you think it learned from in the first place?

Ultimate pro tip: use them whenever the fudge you want. You don't owe anyone your creative process. 🌈

allthingswhumpyandangsty

recently rewatched Death Note so you know i had to make self-insert content

#their ship name is AngeL #cause their an angel #and hes L #'Ange' 'L'#I think im so clever #art #eggy draws*~#death note #death note oc #l lawliet #L #death note L #death note L Lawliet #oc #dn oc #L Lawliet x oc

new genshin oc just dropped??

#eggy draws*~#art #genshin #genshin impact #venti #gi venti #genshin venti #genshin impact venti #oc #genshin oc #gi oc #genshin impact oc #venti x oc #i downloaded to genshin font and my life has changed for the better #they have a electro vision because they're a FREAK #Their name is Alexandrian Apel-Voight and they're an abomination made by Rhinedottir #they are literally classed as an 'Abomination' because they shouldn't exist #they are an frankenstein of Rhinedottir's biological fetus and an outlander's soul she put inside that fetus and grew outside her body #so abomination is lore accurate

I dont usually post my hero Villain characters on here but I think this drawing is a reflection of how much I've improved on my art style and I rlly rlly like it :))

#art #eggy draws*~#hero #villain #heroverse #oc #original character #ocs #original characters #hero oc #villain oc

nnerdcuree

“A team can only fit two” had always sounded ridiculous to you.

You never understood how it could be true—how anyone could be left out when three people stood side by side. Growing up with White Lily and Pure Vanilla, inclusion was never questioned. You did everything together. Thought together. Laughed together. To you, the three of you were inseparable—three peas in a pod, bound by dreams and shared memories.

And for a long time, that felt true. To you.

As the years passed, something soft and warm began to bloom inside your chest whenever you looked at Pure Vanilla. Love, perhaps. What else could explain the way your heart raced when he smiled? The way your gaze lingered on him as if he carried constellations in his eyes, warmth in his touch even when he wasn’t close. You felt it in every stolen glance, every shy word, every fluttering breath.

Everyone noticed.

White Lily noticed first.

She teased you mercilessly whenever Pure Vanilla was near, delighted by the way your voice quieted and your cheeks flushed. But beneath the teasing, she kept your secret safe. You trusted her with that—trusted her with everything.

Pure Vanilla, too, noticed. He noticed the way you spoke about him, the way your hands trembled when they brushed his sleeve, the way your smile softened whenever he entered the room. He knew. And though he cherished your affection, it filled him with a quiet, unbearable guilt.

Because you were not the one he yearned for.

The only person who ever made his heart stumble was White Lily.

And she knew.

She wanted to tell you. Heaven knows she tried. But how could she explain that the same person who gave you butterflies gave her the same feeling? How could she confess without shattering you? So instead, she stayed silent. And together, behind your back, they carried a secret of their own.

You never noticed. Or maybe you refused to.

The way they walked just a few steps ahead of you. The way their shoulders brushed too often, hands lingering a moment too long. You told yourself it was nothing—just the comfort of growing up together. White Lily would never betray you. Never.

Yet the whispers followed you.

“A team can only fit two.”

Each time you heard it, anger flared in your chest. What did they know? You were included. You had always been included. Otherwise, why were you still here?

But eventually, doubt crept in. Slowly. Painfully.

You began to see what you’d once overlooked—the shared glances, the hushed laughter, the way their eyes softened only for each other. It gnawed at you until you wondered if you were losing your mind.

You weren’t.

The truth found you on a quiet afternoon.

You wanted to be alone. The closeness between them had started to feel suffocating, and the whispers had grown too loud to ignore. So you planned a small date for yourself, packing a basket and wandering into the forest, hoping solitude would steady your heart.

You followed the familiar stone steps until they faded into a dirt path, leading to a clearing you all loved. A place woven with memories—trees standing shoulder to shoulder, flowers swaying like they belonged together. You smiled faintly as you approached, lost in recollection.

Then you heard voices.

Two voices you knew by heart.

Carefully, you slowed your steps, hiding behind the trees. And when you finally saw them, your world fractured.

There they were—White Lily and Pure Vanilla—standing where the three of you once lay beneath the sky. But there was no space for a third. Their closeness was undeniable, their smiles radiant in a way you’d only ever felt toward him.

And then they kissed.

Not a fleeting mistake. Not confusion. But a kiss filled with love—deep and certain.

Your heart shattered silently in your chest.

In that moment, everything made sense. The whispers. The distance. The truth you’d been avoiding. There had never been room for three. Only two had truly fit together.

You didn’t scream. You didn’t cry. Not right away anyway.

You simply set your basket down and walked away—far enough that their voices faded—then broke into a run. Tears poured from your face as your feet carried you far away and fast. You didn’t know where you were going, only that you couldn’t stay. Anywhere that held them was no longer deemed warm.

By nightfall, the couple packed up their quiet date. As they turned to leave, White Lily froze.

A basket sat abandoned near the clearing.

Your basket.

One she had made for you herself.

Her breath hitched, panic flooding her chest. Pure Vanilla followed her gaze, and his blood ran cold. With only a glance and without a word, they ran back toward the kingdom—toward the kingdom the three of you had built together.

They searched desperately. To explain. To beg forgiveness. To hope you had stayed.

But fate was cruel.

You were gone.

No trace. No note. No sign you had ever been there at all.

And for the first time, the kingdom felt unbearably empty.

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Hi, first fic guys I hope it’s okay 🥹 I did crk cuz I couldn’t think of anything else soooo

I hope you guys enjoy!

#THIS IS MY JAMMMM #TURN IT UP #amazing work op #you ate this UPP #cookie run kingdom #crk #pure vanilla cookie #white lily cookie #pure vanilla x white lily #pure vanilla x reader #angst #no comfort

another sun x yn doodle for the people

#art #eggy draws*~#fnaf #fnaf sb #fnaf security breach #sun #sundrop #fnaf sun #fnaf sundrop #fnaf sb sun #fnaf sb sundrop #fnaf security breach sun #fnaf security breach sundrop #yn #x yn #sun x yn #sundrop x yn

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