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Aster just gives a soft chirp, before purring and wrapping a blanket around Leo. "Chrrp."
“Heh… thanks papa.”
He cuddled into the blanket– oh boy, did he ever love soft things. You’d often see him cuddling his own tail because of how fluffy and long it is. He started purring as well, and nuzzled Aster with his face, as cats did.
“You’re so cool…”
my newest undertale oc, Chartreusse!! They’re an owl, and they work as an author!! Very sweet and caring, but can sometimes be very introverted and nervous with those they don’t know. And with those they do know well, they can be a tad... overbearing.
Really REALLY thinking about making a blog for this guy.
@bonevis‘ character Bovis!! This is my very first digital art in an extremely long time. I hope you like!!!
Alright guys, let me quickly explain my situation.
I am currently in a highly abusive household and will be trapped here for the next few months due to not having anywhere to go. My dad’s wife is transphobic, and none of my relatives want to take me in because of my mental illnesses (not to mention they’re no better than my mom.) Attempts to get child services and the police to intervene have been fruitless, and usually just made things worse.
My mom has repeatedly threatened to kick me out, and I fear one day she actually will. Not to mention that even if she doesn’t, I’m planning to run away on October 25th of this year, as that is when my best friend will have a home I can stay in. And since my mother has no intent of helping me, and my dad can only help so much, I will need to save up money to be able to pay for phone bills, groceries, etc.
That is why…
I am opening writing commissions!!
1 page - $5
2 pages - $10
Each additional page will cost $2. Though, if I go over the amount you paid for with my writing, I will not charge any more than you originally paid!!
I’m sorry if it’s expensive, but this is kind of an emergency. If you can’t afford it, however, come into my inbox and we may be able to work something out.
What I will do in terms of writing:
Self harm
Gore
Purely romantic shippy things
I can write abuse under some circumstances, as long as it’s not romanticized.
WHAT I WILL NOT DO:
Incest
ABDL/DDLG
NO SMUT (Sorry, I’m a minor.)
Pedophilia
Rape
Anything else that makes me uncomfortable (which means I reserve the right to say that I’d prefer not to write something!!)
I will be taking five people for now!! After I get those done I will probably open more writing commissions. Thank you so much for reading this. If you can’t contribute, PLEASE REBLOG THIS. This is incredibly important.
grill-chub-by-rp-threads:
“Well, maybe I could offer you a job as a waiter? It’s not terribly taxing and I and other staff can teach you all you need to know. It’s decent pay and it will keep you away from her, hopefully.” He ended his offer by giving Leo a hopeful and encouraging smile.
“So, what do you say?”
His tail flicked in excitement, and he grinned from ear to ear.
“Yes!! I’d love to work here!! I love this place... I’d absolutely love to be an employee... if you’d allow it, of course.”
Leo, please. He just said he’d allow it. He’s the one who offered. Calm down.
grill-chub-by-rp-threads:
“Don’t be sorry,” Grillby repeated, adding a little more emphasis, “It’s abuse. It’s not your fault, Leo. That’s what she wants you to believe.” He looked over at the door thoughtfully, pondering something for a moment.
“Do you have a job?” He asked, looking back at the feline monster, brow raised quizzically.
His head perked up at the mention of a job. He’d... never had a job before. Employment places had always turned him down.
“No, I don’t have a job. I’ve never had a job before... I’ve applied but never been hired. Having a job would be nice though...”
grill-chub-by-rp-threads:
Grillby was oh, so tempted to shout something after her but instead settled to grumble darkly to himself. He then looked over at Leo, smiling slightly at the cat monster. “Don’t be sorry. You shouldn’t have to put up with her…” He sighed, shaking his head.
He looks down, sighing.
“I’ve been trying to get purr to stop for the longest time... she never listens to me. I tell purr it’s bad... but she refuses to stop. It’s almost like she doesn’t care that it’s hurting me.”
He pauses for a moment.
“Once again, I’m sorry about this. I don’t know how to stop purr...”
I’ve got my SATs today. Needless to say I’m extremely nervous. Wish me luck…
I am ready 2 die hoo boy im gonna fail
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He ran and ran. He could hear his mother screaming at him from behind him... but he had managed to gain some distance on her. He needed to find somebody... somebody...!!
There!! The red skeleton came into his line of vision. He ran up, stopping in front of him, panting and sobbing.
“Help me... please. She’s going to get me.”
“LEO!! YOU DISGRACEFUL SHIT, GET BACK HERE!!”
“Please...!!”
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*“Who did this to you?”
He sniffled, wiping the dirt off his overalls. His eye was bruised, and he had a bloody nose. They had really gotten him good.
“These guys... they told me they didn’t like how I walked and talked... so they came after me. Needless to say, I lost the fight...”
He knew he was a bit overly feminine for a boy sometimes. But he had never expected someone to attack him for it.
What do mew call a magician that wears only denim?
“I wouldn’t know. What would one call a magician that wears only denim?” He responds, scratching the back of his neck.
“A Jeanie!!”
He snickers. He thought of that one himself.
grill-chub-by-rp-threads:
Grillby let out an angry puff of flame as he slammed a hand down on the counter. She had gone too far.
“You hypocrite,” he growled, furious, “You tell me not to tell you how to raise your child, then you proceed to tell me to abuse mine! And I don’t believe a word you say about discipline. It’s clearly abusive behaviour.”
She sighed, downing the rest of her drink and slamming down the glass.
“Whatever. I don’t need to deal with this. I’m going home. Grillby, put the drink on my tab. Leo, don’t come home too late. And you better not try to run away again.”
She left before either of them could say anything. Leo sighed.
“I’m sorry about purr... she wasn’t always like this, I swear...”
grill-chub-by-rp-threads:
Now angered, Grillby stood up straighter, mouth setting in a firm line. “So, you think abusing your child is a good method? They are not objects. He is not an object,” He growled, pointing at Leo to punctuate his point. “He’s not your slave.” The whole bar was now watching Grillby. What ever she said next could result in a fiery display…
“I don’t abuse my son. I discipline him. And now he’s good and listens to me. Maybe you should try that with your daughter... Fuku, was it? Teenage girls can be so unruly... it would keep her in line.”
Oh no. She’d done it now.
grill-chub-by-rp-threads:
Grillby’s eyes narrowed as she pushed him off his stool. Something definitely wasn’t right about this relationship. “If it’s all the same to you, ma’am, I do believe I just watched you push your son off his stool for insulting you,” He stated calmly, eyes flicking between her and Leo.
Leo picked himself off the ground, dusting himself off.
“Don’t worry, Grillby... this happens all the time. I’m used to it...”
“Whatever. He’s my son, not yours. I raise him the way i want to.”