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@luna-needs-inspiration
it's the way that light touch kills me. the gentlest and tingliest feelings are felt when you grace your hand on me. whatever the intent, it makes me perk up and listen, it makes me feel seen. it's incredibly wonderful in every way and if I'm being gently stroked it makes me feel genuinely calm and content.
I GOT MORE SQUABS
strengthening the bonds of friendship terrifies me
gonna start calling creators im parasocial abt squab
big life tips dont be neurodivergent dont be poor dont get in any sort of situation and dont let yourself need or crave
not getting good reports back on your progress with this guys
LETS GO LEMONADE LOVERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #LEMONADE #LEMONADELOVERS #GO TO DRINK #BEVERAGES #LEMONHEAD #FAVORITEDRINK
05.06.2026 Sophisticated Eevee 🐿 and fake furry (Probably going to use this desing only once)
5.06.2026 unsuccesfull "cool" drawing of the same day. Didn't turn out as i wanted
Ngl the top one looks like a Sophist style redesign of the Eevee outfit from Let’s Go Eevee
head full of Greek goddess yuri
specifically unrequited feelings Hecate x Demeter and Hecate x Selene
(and yes ik selene is a titan but yk it still works well enough)
head full of greek goddess yuri
They introduced a roaming minotaur to my local public library which really adds a lot of fear to the whole place
guys I need to tell u something…
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I have a crush on a man (it’s so embarrassing)
Item: The Memory Squeegee Rarity: ⏶ Common
What game would you erase from your memory just to experience it for the first time again?
Feed your dashboard by answering my question, blogger.
Lowkey basic ass answer but Undertale especially since when I first played it I had experienced it by already being in the fandom so just playing with no outside knowledge would have been so hype
me after fumbling a round so badly my duo has to execute me
This is the start of my story for the @allthingsao3 Relay Game:
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The world is painted orange as the sun sets, and Father Jud watches it through stained glass that has survived more violence than most men ever will.
He likes it when the day ends this way, in degrees of light and darkness, colour surrendering itself. Then there’s the secret no one tells, and everyone knows: confession is easier in half-light.
He closes the ledger on the lectern, fingers inspecting the worn edge. It holds names and dates and an array of small truths offered up like coins. Some may be counterfeit, but all of them are human.
Outside, footsteps pause, then retreat. Or maybe approach. It’s hard to tell, and harder to care. Jud has learnt that urgency is as likely to announce itself with a whisper as it is with a shout.
He exhales,
1,
2,
3,
and turns towards the door before it decides whether or not to open..
tag you’re it, @intothepast9!
for reading (and you can correct me! lol) @quietly-kept
For a few minutes, he and this other person stay there, perhaps in this shared awareness of each other, but then the footsteps retreat into the distance.
The next night, perhaps a few minutes earlier in the evening, the same thing happens. Jud knows he'd rather someone seek the church than feel forced into it, but he wonders if he should go outside and find this person. He makes his way towards the door, but then the footsteps retreat, and he's left, standing outside, gazing into the darkening evening.
The third night, however, this person--Jud knows it's the same person; the footsteps have the same feeling, the same heaviness and hesitancy--opens the door to the church.
Tagging @youngshaowei1991
Sorry for the delay! Been a busy weekend :)
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A young man walks through the hallowed doors, finally taking in the sanctity that he'd been trying to enter for three days. It is less than he'd expected, and yet more than he'd hoped for.
For a church, it looked rather rundown. The stained glass let the light from the sun color the walls and the floors an interesting array of hues, but it did not deter from the battered walls. He even noticed a distinct stain on the wall—in the shape of a crucifix.
Before him, Pastor Jud stood patiently. He did not speak, fearing words would scare the man away. But, his eyes and ever-so-slight smile tried to make his church welcoming.
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Tag, you're it! @writersblockchild Left it open for you to enter any character you wanted :)
The silence stretched on for seemingly years, although it was truly more like five minutes.
He was a young man with straight dark hair that never seemed even a moment out of place, with green eyes, his clothing being nice black jeans, black button up shirt, black steel-toed boots, and a black leather jacket. He recognized the young man as Nicollo Liovani, son of Adrien Liovani, the mafia boss. He used to be a sweet boy, but after age 15, he was always harsh. The list of skills he has acquired since then was both impressive and ever growing: leather working, cooking, gardening, shooting, knife throwing, knife combat, etc., and it showed in the way he dressed.
(I'm sorry if it's wrong for the timeline, I've no idea who the heck this Father/Paster Jud is, I threw in one my characters from a book I'm writing. He's Italian and has a twin sister named Nicolette, btw, and his mom is dead.)
you next, @luna-needs-inspiration !
Father Jud finally decided to end the silence and stepped just a tiny bit closer to the young man who he realized wasn’t too different from him. Jud figured he was reluctant to talk due to his status as a kid of the head of the mafia, and despite not knowing what he was doing all the way out here he didn’t question it. The church got on the map with the resolution of the murder case, bringing all sorts of new people.
He made sure to watch the words carefully before speaking. He had been down the road of vices and sin before turning to the church, so if this man was doing the same, he'd be happy to invite him in.
“Hello my child, what brings you to the church?” He kept smiling while speaking.
Nicollo was nervous but he wasn’t willing to show that to this stranger. He opened his mouth to speak.
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(I love this movie also i keep imagining this oc as fuyuhiko kuzuryu lol)
Taggy tag @superssolid
This is a story written for @allthingsao3's relay game.
The world is painted orange as the sun sets… it was the first day he had spent in this new, strange world. A world full of steam machinery, magic, and most unfortunately... death. Klein looked to his side, at the potted plant that stood proud in his apartment window—that was still alive at least. But the leaves, now vibrant green, would soon wilt yellow, then brown, before abandoning its stem and decaying dead upon the window sill. How unfortunate that the ever present smog could do nothing more than snuff out life despite the future it's factories contained. Dusk fell and night was met with the crimson moon resting high above the smog. It's rays graced against this potted plant, granting new life. It seemed it would live for another day—fortunately.
Klein sighed. He never thought transmigration would have him contemplating mortality, or anything at all. He should have been celebrating new beginnings, not the inevitable end. Was misery all that awaited him here?
Two knocks. The silence that followed was deafening, to say the least. It wasn't like Saparata is nervous to meet his new neighbour, quite teh opposite, actually! It's just that, he heard from his other neighbours that the new one seem cold and did not talk to them when they were greeting him. So he was kinda, maybe scared of the guy. Saparata took in a deep breath, reminding himself that he had survived being framed by his ex and nearly executed by the very nation he once called home. If he can survive all of that, who's to say he can't survive human interaction with somebody? He mentally prepares himself to be told off as the door opened, but did not mentally prepare himself to face a man who looked like he stepped out of a magazine. He stills as golden eyes stared into a lighter shade of golden one, too aware of the growing awkwardness thats brewing between them
Had to rewrite this two times because it didnt fit, for the first two, and the second one was 224 words lmfao </3 ANyways
Thank you so much for this! I have not read Lord of the Mysteries yet, so im so sorry if this one seems out of place q.q
Now.. eenie, meenie, miney, @starsswritess! Your turn :3 [HIHI YES I AM A STATE SMP ENJOYER HELLOO :33]
Neither of them spoke for a minute until the man said, “Hello…?”
“Right, Hello. I just wanted to stop by and meet my new neighbor, you know?” He awkwardly laughs a bit before tamping it down and holding his hand out. “What's your name?”
“Klein,” he says, dropping Saparata’s hand. He gives a small smile before holding his door open some more. “Would you like to come in?”
Who was Saparata to say no to that? He nods a bit and follows Klein inside, taking note of the bareness save one plant that’s still alive. Saparata stares at it in wonder for a second before looking back up at Klein, who already had eyes for him.
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116 words (IM SO SORRY IF I GOT CHARACTERIZATIONS WRONG😭 i tried my best, guys)
Also i was sleeping when i got tagged, so sorry for the delay in responding🥲
uhhhhhh @thenonbynot-bee youre next✨
Upon entering the apartment, Saparata found it was.. Surprisingly cozy. Ignoring the almost concerning amount of dead plants, there was a large brown rug covering the floor and three soft-looking sofa chairs placed around a coffee table. A floor lamp bathed the room in a warm light.
Saparta glanced at the only surviving plant, but his focus fell instead on the view outside the window, a depressing visage of the grim world they lived in. He reminded himself not to get too comfortable, too close, with this new neighbor.
Klein sat down in one of the chairs, and Saparta figured he should follow suit. The two sat across from eachother in somewhat awkward silence, unsure who should break the silence this time.
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112 words (Sorry if its OOC)
@orchid-merryweather ur turn!1 :)
"You lived here a while?" Klein finally asked.
"I- yeah, couple years now." The man across from him said.
Both of them, their gazes drifted to the window. "Beautiful," Klein said after a pause, "in a terrible sort of way."
"I could give you advice. On the plant care." The other man blurted.
That, made Klein bark out a laugh.
"I was talking about the view, not my brown thumb. But thank you for the offer..." he paused for a moment. "I don't believe you've said your name?"
"Oh, it's Saparta."
Klein felt himself smile for the first time in a while.
And then they heard the scream.
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I don't know these characters at all I tried my best but sorry if they're not quite right!
110 words, @luna-needs-inspiration , you're up!
Saparta and Klein rushed to where the scream originated from. It was just down the hall. It was slightly open but as soon as they got to the door the screaming stopped. Klein and Saparta looked at each other.
“What do you know about this neighbor?” Klein inquired of the man beside him.
“Not much, I know a young woman lives here but she usually keeps to herself.” He shrugged.
They turn their attention back to the door in front of them. Creaks of the floorboard sounded from the inside. They had to open it.
As they did they stepped inside. The woman in front of them looked rather embarrassed, she was sprawled out on the floor with her right hand pressing against her ankle.
“Sorry I didn’t mean to bother you, I just fell.” She held out her other hand despite being on the floor. “I don’t think we’ve met…I’m Twilight Sparkle.”
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I hope I did them good for not knowing much lol. Also I don't know why I chose MLP but I did so just use Sci Twi's as reference.
(153 words so I went a teensy bit over) Have fun with this! @thewitnessessys
I love when Trevor is like "I lied about having adhd in college to get Adderall 🤪" bc like...sweetie...I don't think you were lying...
This is the start of my story for @allthingsao3 writing relay game
The world is painted orange as the sun sets on the horizon of the surface. Frisk was watching it, their face pressed to the window with Toriel watching over them. The view reminded the both of the first time they saw the surface together.
Frisk signed to their monster mom, asking for permission to go outside. “Okay.. but be wary child. I have to finish making my famous caramel butterscotch pie for you.” Toriel booped her child on the nose before sending them off. Frisk nodded and promised to her they would stay in the yard.
As Frisk stepped outside a strange thing occurred. Suddenly a gust of wind came out of nowhere and there in front of them appeared a portal. A portal to another world.
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(Hope you enjoy this Undertale prompt lol)
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