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@multimusing-to-friends
Across the multiverse, I traveled… Steps light and soft Until I found it Friends to share with… Mayhaps my words can reach farther than the pictures I showed before?
A multimuse, multifandom blog penned and loved by Willow.
Beware, for you may lose yourself to the multiverse here…
Rules / Muses / Verses
Send me a “💭“ and your Muse will experience one of my Muse’s Memories
Bonus: Specify what kind of memory! (Ex: A Happy memory, a Childhood memory, an experience from college, etc)
| I GOT HIT BY THE VERIFICATION SCAM NOW TOO LET’S GO GAMERS
Dino Sour Cookie’s gonna just care for his beloved Jellysaur partner while everyone is talking about love and what not. And what to do to keep them. Just be nice and provide for them, if you ask him. That’s why his Jellysaur has stayed by his side, after all.
| Boo. I’m scary now.
| Given food was a topic on my dash earlier…
| Fun Dino Sour Cookie headcannon: He’s a heavy eater, while his Jellysaur eats light. To use his skill as a frame of reference, Dino Sour Cookie would eat 7 of the Meat Jellies that are spawned from it to sustain himself during the day, while giving one to his Jellysaur which sustains herself during the day.
Blog Patch Notes - Summer of 2026 Edition
| Hello and welcome to some blog patching that’s been sorely in need for a bit. I’m here to go over what I changed in my Ellipsus doc lately. I’ll try to keep everything simple and brief, but will provide explanations for certain decisions where applicable.
Additions/Removals
Removed Shadow Milk Cookie, Miss Circle, and a few other characters from the list who I couldn’t get muse for. Sorry to those who had a thread with me with Shadow Milk Cookie! Believe me, I tried my best with him in particular, but I couldn’t get anything going with him.
Removed the BBI’s for my Nightmare Critters. Sorry! I’ve grown to loathe how PPT has handled its story and thus by proxy it has made me unable to enjoy writing my BBI Nightmare Critters. Fret not, though! They’ll return in another form later.
Cut a lot of verses by proxy, too. Alas.
Added Harken, Miss Information (PvZ Reflourished not Gameoverse), Timekeeper Cookie, Dino Sour Cookie, and two Pokemon OCs to the muse list: Gooey the kind, gardener Goodra and Aros the jerky, yet soft hearted mechanic Scrafty.
Added a little more to writer bio. Mostly to reflect recent revelations I’ve had that I’ll be going into more detail in a moment.
| And that’s it for all I’ve changed about my blog. Though, I just want to re-emphasize the last point briefly, and highly encourage everyone following me to reread my writer bio, if nothing else. It has a change that’s very important to me and I wish for everyone to know about before interacting with me as a result.
| And with that, I bid you all Audieu with some new muse tags.
“… What a meaningless way to waste time, both with the ones teasing the cookie and the cookie fighting back against the ones teasing him.” Mystic Flour Cookie sighs. She shouldn’t have expected better from either side, but lo, she did and here she is. Mildly disappointed, she’ll be as this continues to unfold.
Six is out here in the PNF-404 wilderness, taking bites out of a Bulborb like it's her last meal. (For Louie, because funny <3)
Louie watches Six, somewhere in a mix of horror at the lack of regard for culinary safety (not cooking the meat before eating it? Let alone tearing it apart with her bare hands?!) and fascination that someone saw the meal potential in the creatures on PNF-404. A fellow culinary expert? Who, too, sees the revolutionary potential in these creatures to redefine the palettes of others? Why, he feels compelled to approach her—which he does without much thought, honestly. He keeps a bit of distance though, both to see the Bulborb in question and allow her some time to sense his presence (he wasn’t exactly the stealthiest person around, Louie thinks. Not on this planet, at the very least.) The Red Bulborb is what she’s eating… Spit roast the beast whole, with limes and a slab of bacon for stuffing. That’s his own notes for how to best cook the beast—would she agree on them? Or would she have a completely different idea of how to prepare the beast? Well, no time like the present to see—so he gets close enough to for her to hopefully hear him, if she hasn’t already sensed his presence.
“… Yo.” Louie says in a quiet tone. He’s never been one for being extremely loud, if he’s being honest. “… thoughts on the flavor?” A very simple, yet direct question. May as well gauge where Six stands on the beast she’s fearing on currently, before he immediately shares his notes with her on how to cook it.
| Rules: List your 10 favorite characters from 10 different fandoms, then tag 10 people.
Deltarune - Noelle Holiday
Cookie Run - Mystic Flour Cookie
Sonic the Hedgehog - Cream the Rabbit
Skullgirls - Umbrella
Pikmin - Brittany
Plants Vs Zombies 2 Reflourished - Miss Information
Poppy Playtime - Touille
Super Mario Brothers - Peach
Hollow Knight: Silksong - Lace
Pokemon - Togekiss | Tagged by: Stolen from multimuse-wonderland
| Tagging: You! Go do things!
“Are you… are you here to hurt me?” Touille to Dr. Gemma!
"Oh dear, I would never hurt you." Gemma assured, with a gentle smile and calming tone. "I just want to talk, or listen to anything you need to say. I'm here to help, Touille, always."
Did. Did he hear that right? “Y… You’re…” Not here to hurt him? Those words he wants to speak die in his voice box. No. No, that’s… that can’t be right. The other adults, the other white coats—th-they all hurt him, to a degree, even when he begged for them to stop. She-she isn’t any different than them. Is she? No, she can’t be. … Could she …? “P-Prove it! S-Stay right there! D-Don’t even… even move a muscle!” Touille demands, his body shaking a bit more as he says that. If… If she does move… then it’ll be to hurt him. He knows it, knows it very intimately. So… this may be a good way to gauge if she’s truthful.
Mother’s Day, Mother’s Day… Lace lets out an annoyed huff. Oh how she hated this day, ever since it was brought into the Gilded Cage by some wayward pilgrims and certified into their calendars. To celebrate one’s mother, the one who brought them into this world—oh how laughable it was in her eyes! Caring for a shackle that gave you a life you never requested, let alone celebrating it? Maybe it moved those pilgrims whom brought it here, but it did not move Lace. After all, did they expect her to do the same for her own mother? Why should she celebrate that being that wove her and her sibling into this world? The two were woven to fade, woven to break, woven to be Mother’s subservient pawns. Nothing more, nothing less. So, pray tell, why should Lace care about Mother, and by extension, celebrate her creation even if indirectly? Oh, someone please do tell her: WHY?
…
But as her hate simmers down, just a smidge… Lace remembers the discussion she had with the spid—Hornet, after Lace asked what had occurred while she was unconscious (her memories after saving Hornet from her mother’s grasp were very hazy, to put it mildly). A cocoon woven to protect her, according to Hornet. A cocoon to keep her safe. A cocoon she could not weave for defense—only her mother could have woven it. To protect her, even though she’s barely a life. A husk that imitates life, she is. And yet, her mother chose to protect it—why? For what purpose?
… Did Mother truly love Lace? See Lace as her white knight true?
“Mother… Why did you protect me? A frail, weak child… You could have protected yourself, a god in any other instance would have left this husk to die… yet you chose to protect me, to preserve my life.” Lace lets out a broken laugh once. The hate for the holiday peters out fully, as Lace gazes upwards, just as broken as her laugh from earlier. “Why, mother? Why protect this husk that plays as though it’s alive?” She asks to nobody.
The gentle breeze that blows by Lace is the answer she is met with.
Small headcannon post for Lace
| Quick and small headcannon post since she’s been on my mind
| Lace, due to the lack of love and validation that was given to her by Grand Mother Silk, legit will have to take a moment to process either of those things if given to her by a muse. Doesn’t matter how small it is, her mind just goes straight to dial up noises for a minute before she reacts to it.
Bassie headcannons time
| Time for Miss Bloomington since she’s floating in the head. Mostly centered around the Whispering Flower trinket
In her head is her trinket, the Whispering Flower. Usually buried under the other flowers in her head, but occasionally it’ll peek out and look around. Mainly just whispers to Bassie her less than ideal thoughts.
Her trinket, depending on who it’s “rooted” to, will whisper thoughts they try to their hardest to ignore (hence, whispering flower). Rare for it to be rooted to anyone else though, given it’s “rooted” to Bassie primarily.
Trying to remove the Whispering Flower from Bassie’s head is heavily advised against. Given how “rooted” it is into her, could lead to an accidental killing or twisting of the Easter Basket.
Loud noises easily startle Bassie and can overstimulate her to an extent. As such, if she knows someone has an air horn, she keeps her distance from them as much as she can. Likewise, she doesn’t drop air horns to others unless absolutely necessary. No offense to the other toons of course! Just doesn’t want to accidentally set it off or use it when she’s right there and be a liability. More than she already is.
"They're counting on me to fix this."
-- From Poppy to Bassie!
Bassie looks to the doll. The Easter toon had been following Poppy deeper into the factory for a little while now. Enough that Bassie had been growing… a little more comfortable around Poppy, after they exchanged names earlier. Granted, Poppy still unnerved Bassie unintentionally (Bassie would need just a bit more time to fully grow desensitized to talking toys), but not as bad as when Bassie first crossed paths with Poppy. It actually made Bassie feel a little… happy that Poppy chose to open up to her by saying that. Meant that Poppy must be growing a little comfortable with Bassie, too.
“Ha ha—I know what that feels like.” A nervous laugh as she adjusts her basket handles. “To have everyone relying on you, to be what they need you to be—It’s a lot of pressure.” Bassie will dwell more on the ‘fix this’ later—while she has a general idea of what Poppy means, she isn’t certain she understands it. But how could Bassie understand it? She never lived a day of her life in this place. She’ll never understand.
“Maybe… Ah, if you’d be open to it…” Bassie looks around. Nothing coming. So they may be safe for this… “I-I’d… like to help you out. Haha—only if you want me to! I-I’m—” Not as helpful as Cocoa. Not as wise as Eggson. Not as responsible as Flyte. Not good at anything that she’d need. “—sure I can help in s-some way…” Bassie’s voice starts trailing off at the end of her statement as she stretches out her arm, her hand offered for Poppy to take.
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Patch Notes - GORB edition
Patches:
Removed all muses and replaced them with Gorb.
Replaced all tags with Gorb.
Pending icon change to Gorb.
Gorb Gorb Gorb Gorb—
