#abel anon

[confession-hub]

I love my pups I love my puppies :3

I have two wolf plushies and they are like literally my puppies, I want to cuddle with them. I want to make a den and keep them warm, teach them how to hunt and be a wolf! I love them sm, I wish I could take them out more but they are the besttt

- ⭐️✨🪽

" awww!! i bet you'll get to soon abel :D

as the weather gets warmer, maybe you can go on walks or sit outside in the sunshine with them! "

[spikykittyshark]

ABEL ANON HERE I LOVED IT!! TYYY

Talking about Sfawtde... I haven't watched part 2 but I know a few things so I just imagine

Au where they find a way so Derek lives and can get his eyes off the computer and they meet and at first Derek is fine and trying to act nice but when the realization that he's not actually alone anymore, that he had someone, Avery, he just starts to regress and tries to forget the king for a moment with him...

I imagine even with the whole thing Minecraft would still be a comfort game for him but like. In another computer for sure.

Abel anon out forgive the rambling I love these goobers

EEEEEEEEEE ok so first i’m SO happy you like it!! it makes me really really happy when people like the art i made for them and gives me more motivation to draw!! :D

and second, derek regressing after realizing he’s finally safe is SO REAL

avery realizing what’s happening and being gentle and reassuring to him, derek having never been cared for like this is so anxious but also feeling significantly better because of avery

dont apologize for rambling, i love talking about these guys so much and hearing other people talk about them!!

[frogtanii]

this is literally just a random scenario that popped into my head and i thought i should share. i even took it upon myself to write it out? but imagine this: atsumu coming to check up on you after the interviews knowing that you were upset, and it ends up with him forcing you to dance with him to the song "Love My Way" by the Psychedelic Furs.

warning: this might be complete garbage. also!!!!! i tried to make this as gender neutral as possible and if there are any mistakes please correct me!!!

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it was safe to say that ever since the start of the interviews that each member of the house was required to attend, your mood had drastically declined. you usually considered yourself a strong person, but with the resurfacing of old and unwanted memories, at this very point in time, you were at your most vulnerable. the walls that you had built around your heart began to crumble under the immense pressure you were being put under.

its not that you didn't trust the boys, although that isn't to say that you fully trusted them yet, but you couldn't trust your own ability to fully contain your emotions at the moment. mainly because there had been one thought that would constantly plague your mind at all hours:

they're only being kind because they feel guilty.

no part of you truly wanted to believe that, but if there was any chance it was true and you happened to run into one of the boys, you would never be able to meet their eyes again.

so, you sought out refuge in between the sheets of your bed. both the pillows that swallowed up your tears and held your head up when you couldn't do it on your own and the warm sheets that held you in its arms, provided the comfort that you couldn't receive from another.

you could express yourself freely when you were here. all the insecurities and fears that you were forced to bottle up when you were with the others, could spill into this little sanctuary of yours, and no one would be there to judge you. but peace doesn't last, not forever.

knock, knock.

deep down you hoped that it was Yachi who had decided to disrupt your peace, because truth be told, you weren't ready to interact with the boys yet. holding grudges wasn't your cup of tea, but the damage had already been done and if there truly was a possibility that the boys were only being nice out of guilt, you wanted to be strong enough to handle that. but right now, you weren't.

your suspicions stood true as you opened the door to be met with floppy yellow hair with big, warm eyes staring right into your own.

"Hiya, angel." His voice came out breathy as if he were making sure not to scare you off or rattle you.

Miya Atsumu. the one boy who, despite the rest, never demanded too much from you or had ever been harsh to you. it was ironic, the fact that he called you angel, when in reality, he was the true angel here.

you greeted him back with a small smile, feeling too tired to use your voice. but atsumu being atsumu, he didn't let the fact that your smile never quite reached your eyes go unnoticed. stepping aside, you let him fully enter your room before closing the door. not completely, letting a sliver of light peek through the cracks, as you always did when atsumu came by.

after closing the door, you decided to make you way back to your bed, but not before a larger hand wrapped itself around your wrist. halting in your tracks, you turned back to look at atsumu who wore something that faintly resembled a frown.

"c'mon angel, did ya really think that I would let you keep moping around and sleeping all day?"

unfortunately for him, that was actually what you were thinking. the bed looked too good and your feet were starting to get cold, so going back to sleep sounded a lot better at the moment.

when you hadn't answered, atsumu decided to speak up once more, "you did, didn't you? you really are something, ya know that angel?"

completely turning his back to you, atsumu rummaged around your desk for a few seconds before turning around to face you again. you stood there confused for a few seconds until you heard a familiar beat of "Love My Way" fill up the walls of your room and two large hands grasped your soft ones.

(i would suggest playing it now!!!!!)

There's an army on the dance floor,

It's a fashion with a gun, my love.

In a room without a door,

A kiss is not enough in...

a small smile washed over your lips before you were being pulled into the middle of your floor. atsumu's feet had started to shuffle ever so slightly in order to match the beat of the beginning of the song. pulling your arms side to side, bank and forth, atsumu attempted to make you dance. you were simply giggling at his antics and bouncing your head ever so slightly, but this only gave atsumu more motivation to keep pushing you.

Love my way, it's a new road

I follow where my mind goes

slowly but surely, you were warming up and even starting to move you feet. giggle kept slipping out here and there as you watched atsumu jump around you in circles in a poor attempt to actually dance. but as you were laughing at him, with a small spark present in your eyes, something warm spread through atsumu's entire body.

...There's dust in all their hearts,

They just want to steal us all and take us all apart...

staring down at your face, atsumu took a mental image of the way your eyes crinkled when you laughed and just how wide your smile was able to go. his eyes scanned over your cheeks that were now colored a light pink as the angelic sounds of your laughter bounced on the walls. atsumu was never one to miss any small detail, no matter how clueless he could act at certain times, and when it came to you, nothing could ever be missed by him. in literal terms, you were truly all he ever saw.

But in,

Love my way, it's a new road

I follow where my mind goes. (x3)

Unbeknownst to atsumu, you were watching him just as closely. despite not being able to fully believe that the others were as kind as they were because they actually cared, but because they were guilty, you could never have any doubts about atsumu. his heart was true and he was one of the few that you were truly able to confide in. so, then and there, you made a decision. in this moment, you were going to choose a different path. the sheets that once wrapped you in their warmth were no longer necessary, and the pillows that once held your head up when you couldn't, were no longer needed.

So swallow all your tears, my love

And put on your new face.

You can never win or lose,

If you don't run the race.

you decided to walk a different path, to let go, even if it was just for a second. just for this second. even if the others weren't true to their word, it would no longer mattered. because as the song slowed and astumu's arms crept around your waist, with yours around his neck, things felt secure. you felt free and you felt safe.

you could walk this new road as long as you had him. as long as he had you.

- abel

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This extremely long I am SOSOSOSO sorry, please feel free to ignore this LOL

I might write more in the future if thats ok with you? so I decided to give myself a fake name because chai anon really inspired me!

Anyways, I absolutely loved today's chapter! Make sure to take proper breaks and drink water! <33333

how,,, could u say,,, this was bad?????? BESTIE M SCREECHINF THIS IS SO GOOD i am so down bad for tsumu esp after this i can’t :sobs:

[confession-hub]

There’s something weirdly animalistic about being this Paternal. I have to take care of a robot baby this weekend for a class and he acts like a real baby for the most part.

I just feel very protective over him, he’s my pup and I need to care for him!

- ⭐️✨🪽

" aww !! this is so real but i have a few farm-animal headmates who get extremely paternal over our stuffed animals, LOL "

[spikykittyshark]

*Checks whitelist*

Whitepine, ay? 👀

I started it literally today (I'm on episode 2) and Avery seems like she would have no idea what it is but would be a regressor and Seraptor would help her

- Abel Anon (I might be a regular here so why not)

ABSOLUTELY, little ivory is soo real, and seraptor would totally just go along with it and look after her

im definitely gonna make agere art of ivory and some other characters cause they all need the comfort so bad

whitepine is SO PEAK, it needs more of a fandom (especially agere)

[confession-hub]

I saw someone else was an otherfix and couldn’t find anyone. Hi!! I’m an Otherfix/FactFix or a Fact kin otherfix!

In new tot he community but yall are not alone Patrick Stump Otherfix specifically :D

- ⭐️✨🪽

" HELL YEAH !! X) "

[confession-hub]

Sometimes expressing myself makes me feel a little dysphoric for my Fact Type.

Like my hair is bright red, I wear completely different clothes, and don’t even remotely look like Patrick Stump. But I refuse to give up my individuality and my own sense of self to look more like him.

I’d also be lying if I said I hadn’t considered growing my hair out and dying it back to brown to look more like how I am “supposed” to

- ⭐️✨🪽

" honestly !! hear me out on this one ... grow out your hair a bit , and dye the ends red ? i'm hella biased so take this with a silly tone , i have long hair that i wanna dye the ends of one day LOLOL

i'm glad that you're able to retain your individuality though !! maybe you can cope with the slight dysphoria through things like a change of fashion ? thays what we do with dysphoria ! "

[confession-hub]

Dude Identity is fucking weird, like wdym that my fat kin was really strong and now I’m scared I was just faking or really wanted to be??

Idk, fat kind euphoria today tho because I wore my camo pants and black jacket and it just kinda feels very Patrick Vibes

- (Abel) ⭐️✨🪽

" NO THATS SO REAL , and i'm super super glad you're able to find some form of comfort through your clothes !! :D

i can promise you weren't faking — trust , you'd know ! if i were to guess , based on our own experiences occasionally , you very well could've simply had such an intense hyperfixation that it affected your identity perception , it happens to us a lot ! "