#anxious anon

[rysttle]

it sadly does not :( Fate is deciding against me, what a cruel, foul mistress indeed

Heyyy it's ok we can try againnn

You didnt get the notifs i assume and the link expired again xD it's fine though i can make another

[junipers-insects]

HI YOU’RE COOL AND I WANNA TALK TO YOU BUT ANXIETY SAYS NO

-Anxious anon

HI I THINK YOU'RE COOL TOO

AND I GET IT ANXIETY SAYS NO TO MEE ALL THE TIME. IT'S SO BAD I CAN'T EVEN GO ANON MOST OF THE TIME

TALK TO ME ALL YOU WANT!!!

[hazbinsponsoredbyvee]

Im a new anon, I can't open the door, but I can do one thing to try and help

*summons giant wall to separate Val and Vox*

- Anxious Anon

"Fuck, Val? What the hell...?"

[pixiedust-designs]

Can I have hugs and maybe noms I'm really touch starved- anxious anon

Same anon. I almost cried the other day because my cat cuddled with me. Anyway….here’s a unedited really soft touch starved fic for ya. I’m surprised I haven’t written something like this before.

Finally safe

(Warnings: safe vore, talk of past trauma)

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Ranboo sighed as he huddled up in his bed in the walls. The weather was getting cold again. And even with all the extra blankets he had now, it was still too cold. He shivered wrapping the blankets around himself.

Ranboo wanted to be warm. And he knew he could ask Tubbo for help. But he already asked for so much, he didn’t want to be a burden. He had always been a burden to others. The other borrowers he had been raised with had made that clear. He was born differently, with half black and half white hair. Along with odd black spots on his skin. He was different and that was bad.

He frowned remembering all the harsh words and nights spent alone as a kid. After his parents had their accident, he was left to fend for himself. Never getting the hugs or affection he wanted so bad. He had gone this long without any, he didn’t need them. Once he was claimed to be old enough he was kicked out of the colony. He found a good home, but was then found by a cat. He moved again and found Tubbo’s home.

He was injured from his run in with the cat and passed out in the middle of Tubbo’s floor. He was lucky Tubbo didn’t step on him. He was definitely surprised to wake up, let alone wake up to a young goat hybrid hovering over him looking worried. He was scared but soon learned to trust Tubbo. Even after Tubbo scared him really bad that one time Tubbo’s dad almost found him….. that had definitely not been fun.

Ranboo did his best to be well behaved and and always laugh and joke around with Tubbo. He didn’t want him to regret helping him if he realized how broken Ranboo was.

Ranboo gave up trying to get warm sitting in his bed. He wrapped a blanket around himself and walked down the chilly, dark and dusty path to Tubbo’s room. If anything he could distract himself from the cold by talking to Tubbo.

He stumbled out of the small exit he had carved out underneath the bed in Tubbo’s room. He could already feel it was warmer. He walked out from underneath the bed looking for Tubbo.

“Tubbo?” He called out to the hybrid.

Tubbo’s was working on home work at his desk when he heard his name be called. He smiled recognizing the voice. Ranboo. He turned around to look down at the ground to his his little friend wrapped in a blanket.

“Hey, what’s up?” He smiled happily. He wanted to scoop up the borrower, but ranboo had said he doesn’t like being touched. But Tubbo thought otherwise with how Ranboo leaned into him anytime he did pick up the borrower.

“Not a lot.” Ranboo said walking closer.

“I’m just doing homework if you want to sit on the desk while I work?” He asked.

“Yeah. That works.” Ranboo nodded.

“Want a ride?” Tubbo hesitantly offered his hand to Ranboo.

Ranboo was going to say no but, he could feel the warmth comes off his hand. Maybe he could get a ride just this once. “Ok.” He nodded stepping onto Tubbo’s hand.

Tubbo was pleasantly surprised when ranboo stepped into his hand. He couldn’t help but notice how chilly Ranboo was though. He picked up and set back in this chair. He didn’t want to set down Ranboo with how cold he was.

“Umm… Tubbo?” Ranboo asked when he wasn’t set down like he thought he would be.

“Why are you so cold?” Tubbo asked getting to the point.

“W-what?” Ranboo stuttered. He shook his head. “No, I’m not cold.” He tried to hide his shivers.

“I can feel how cold you are. And you’re shivering….” Tubbo frowned.

“I- I guess it’s a little chilly…” Ranboo shrugged trying to play it off. “You don’t have to worry about me though.” He smiled.

“But I am worried, why wouldn’t I be worried about you?” Tubbo questioned.

“Because…..” Ranboo trailed off. They where friends why shouldn’t Tubbo worry? Is that what friends where supposed to do?

Tubbo frowned softly. “You ok boss man?” He asked gently bringing him closer to be held.

“I- I don’t know…. You shouldn’t have to worry about me. I probably already take up to much for your time…”

“Take up my time?” Tubbo shook his head. “No, that’s-” he shook his head. Is that really how Ranboo feels? “You could never take up my time Boo, I love spending time with you.”

Ranboo paused looking up at Tubbo. “Really? I’m annoying and useless though…” He mumbled.

“What?! Who told you that?” Tubbo curled up his fingers at the idea of someone saying such hurtful and untrue things to his friend.

“My colony, the other borrowers I lived with. I was different and I couldn’t borrow the right way…. So I was useless.” He said like it was a fact.

“You are not useless Ranboo….” He said sadly gently using a finger to pet Ranboo’s head. “And whatever else those people said to you, it isn’t true.”

Ranboo crumbled as Tubbo put a finger on his head. The soft pressure and warmth made him melt. He looked down at his hands realizing Tubbo really and truly cared about him. That fact made him start sobbing. But for once, it was happy tears.

Tubbo panicked as Ranboo began to cry. Had he hurt him?! “Boo?” He softly asked holding him closer to his face. He jumped a little as Ranboo latched onto his face giving him a hug. He gladly cupped his hands over his back hugging him back. He used his thumb to rub Ranboo’s back as he sobbed.

“It’s ok, I got you now. Your ok.” He mumbled softly trying to comfort his smaller friend.

Ranboo hugged Tubbo tight. He had needed this so bad. A hug, someone to talk to, and a real friend. He slowly calmed down. He pulled away from Tubbo. “S-sorry…” He mumbled.

“You don’t have to apologize.” Tubbo said.

“Oh….” Ranboo blinked looking at Tubbo. He almost said sorry again.

“It’s ok.” He smiled still holding Ranboo close.

Ranboo sighed leaning back in Tubbo hand. He let himself curl up enjoying the warmth.

“You are still cold though.” He curled his fingers around Ranboo.

“Better then before.” He replied.

“I still need to get you warmer Boo.” He shook his head. He hummed thinking of a easy way to keep him warm.

Ranboo didn’t want to be alone right now. And he just wanted comfort and warmth from Tubbo. He frowned getting a idea. Would Tubbo even be ok with that?

“You got a idea?” Tubbo asked seeing the look on Ranboo’s face.

“Kinda? I don’t know if it’s a good one though.” He shrugged.

“Well, what is it?” Tubbo asked.

“Um… you remember how you hide me from your dad that one time?” He said hoping Tubbo would catch on.

Tubbo froze realizing what Ranboo was suggesting. “Are you sure about that? You where so scared before.”

“I was scared because you just ate me. But now I know it’s safe and I trust you.” He smiled softly.

“Aw, you trust me that much?” Tubbo grinned. He was glad Ranboo wasn’t scared of the idea anymore.

“I do.” He giggled. “Plus it’s warm and I’ll be able to rest while you work.”

“True…” Tubbo nodded. “So you really want to do this?”

“Yeah I do.” He said making his decision.

“Ok, just tell me if you want out at any point.” Tubbo said before carefully placing Ranboo in his mouth closing his teeth behind him with a click.

Being gentle placed in was definitely better then how he was shoved in before. He smiled feeling the warmth from Tubbo. He was so focused on the warmth he didn’t panic like he thought he would.

Tubbo gently licked over Ranboo feeling just how cold the little borrower had been. It was like sucking on a ice cube. He slowly tilted his head back and swallowed Ranboo.

Ranboo froze as gravity shifted and he slipped back into Tubbo’s throat. He struggled a little but forced himself to be still not wanting to hurt Tubbo. He soon slipped into Tubbo’s stomach. He went completely limp at the feeling. He was surrounded by soft muscle gently hugging him as he leaned back. It was a amazing feeling.

Tubbo sighed as he felt Ranboo slip into his stomach. He pressed a hand to where he was. “You ok?” He asked making sure Ranboo was alright.

“Yeah….I’m ok.” He replied. He was getting sleepy from being so cozy. He hadn’t been able to really feel what it was like in here before, he had passed out from his panic. But now he was calm and finally warm.

“Ok, just making sure. I’m going to keep working. Let me know when you want out.” He really hoped Ranboo would want to stay for a while. He liked having him so close and safe.

“Mmhmm…” He hummed snuggling against Tubbo more. He didn’t have to worry about anything in here. He could just sleep and not wake up worrying about bugs or the cold. He was safe. With that thought he finally was able to sleep.

Tubbo continued to do his homework and smiled softly feeling Ranboo get comfortable. His small weight got heavier as he fell asleep tucked away deep inside where he could keep his friend safe. Tubbo hoped they would do this more now.

[yourmoonmomma]

what does a think of me now? Is there any messages from him? how do I help myself sleep at night? do I need to take a 🤰test ( :( scared ), if so when would best? did I make the right decision of leaving? - an anxious anon <3

Justice - He thinks you're very wise, and that you made the right choices.

Page of Swords reversed - "I don't know how to deal with this, but I'm proud of you."

Rest - Practice turning your phone off before heading to bed, and reading or doing another relaxing task before falling asleep. Resting with your eyes closed is better than being up and about, if you can't sleep.

I don't answer about babies or pregnancy, sorry love!

[astroninaaa]

'People telling me to not be critic on anything dsmp character posts.' What kind of horrifying nightmare world are you trying to create? Did you know that, according to the Department of Made-Up Statistics, 98.9% of all critical posts is related to content creators characters? Are you trying to increase that number? Yes, only if you gathered enough evidence to backup your critical on the characters right?

Anxious anon.

i have absolutely no idea what this means anxious anon what do you mean what does that mean is crit good or bad i'm so lost

[uselessmonsterboy]

Hello! Hope you're having a wonderful day 💖💖💖 I had a little thought and I hope it's okay to ask about. So remember in the earlier chapters when bakugo beat the absolutely snot out of izuku before they started going to UA? So like what do you think would have gone down if Aizawa had found him while he was healing in his noodly form (I hope this isn't an odd question feel free to ignore it if you want ily 💖)

Aizawa never claimed to know exactly how things work out in different situations. The act of claiming such surety when in hero work was a fool-proof way to get set up for disaster. So, to say he knew how things would play out now that he had a name, face, and even school to attach to the only solid lead in his… search... for the creature was not correct. And, apparently, things would go so wildly different from what he could have ever expected that he actually ends up at a sort of loss. 

He was crouched on the top of a building that was under construction when he heard it. A faint choked wheeze. Almost like someone trying to hold back a cough. He looked around to see nothing nearby and stopped, leaning over the edge of the rooftop a little further and tilting his head a little. Nothing. A moment. The breeze died down til it was almost uncomfortably quiet for a city block. 

The sound came again. Below. He looked and saw a tarp covered window frame about a meter down. Seeing as he had no idea what he may be dropping in on, most likely someone homeless trying to stay out of the breeze, Aizawa looked for a place to anchor himself so as to rappel down the side of the building. He settled next to the window, just out of the frame’s view and making sure his shadow didn’t get cast onto it. 

Whoever was inside seemed to lose their battle with their cough. It was harsh and followed by a retching sound and the clear sound of a splatter. They were sick. That or they took too much of something and regardless Aizawa felt the need to help.

He stepped to the side and let his foot settle in the sill as he ducked in, pushing the tarp aside and freezing immediately.

The thing was laid out on its side. Fur was missing in large swathes and he could see, even from this far, even with how dark it was, both how tense it was and how much of its skin had been horribly burnt. He was careful with how he circled it at a wide berth, rounding its tail and stopping when he saw the yellow bag, also heavily damaged, sitting a bit away. It was the same one that the kid at the exams had walked off of campus wearing. He glanced over and saw the way one of the antennae was lifting shakily in his direction, as if just moving that much was a laborious task. Aizawa circled further and saw the eyes tacking him slowly. Vomit was pooled not far from its… from a presumably his head. Tears glimmered down his muzzle and he let out a whine as he closed his many eyes, the pupils having gone slightly unfocused the longer they had held eye contact. 

Aizawa was… not even remotely aware of how to approach this. Sure, he had imagined different ways he could have run unto the creature previously but none of those scenarios had involved him being so heavily injured. 

“I’m going to help if I can. Alright?” Aizawa looked at where the skin was peeled and heard a soft whine drift from the creature. A glance towards his face again showed all the eyes suddenly very focused on him. The different pupils showed an odd mix of slit and blown, taking in more or less light depending on how far out of the outside light they were.

“I need more light than is in here. I have a phone and am going to use the light. I won’t touch you without asking or letting you know.” 

There was no response. He remembered the creature talking but he wasn't sure if that was just a special thing it had to work up to or if this was actually a far more extensive injury than he could see at current. He slowly walked towards the massive form, thin and incredibly bony sides rising and falling shakily. He pulled out his phone and turned on the flashlight and reflexively clenched his jaw at what he saw.

The burns were much larger than he had initially thought and undoubtedly much deeper. The way the edges were torn and bleeding, actively, was probably just a massive welcome sign to infection. Even with the visual once over he gave it he knew he was absolutely not qualified to handle burns to this degree alone. He held in a sigh and stepped back again, turning off his light.

“I’m going to have to call someone t-”

“No!” The creature lifted his head quickly only for it to choke and throw up on the floor. It was all bile, not a speck of food or anything in it. That was not so alarming to Aizawa as the realization that even the other patches of vomit were exactly the same. It looked like the creature hadn’t eaten at all for a while. 

He sucked in a frustrated breath before slowly letting it out. He walked towards the head of the creature, stepping carefully around the puddles of bile and saw how his head shook slightly before he gave up and set it back on the ground. A beat. He dropped into a practiced crouch. 

“You are the kid, aren’t you. From the exam that took out the zero pointer?” Aizawa watched panic flash across the many eyes before cautious walls were visibly being built right in front of him. “So this isn’t a Quirk. I used Erasure on you when we first met and you stayed like this. That or your human form is the Quirk.”

Eleven eyes and not an answer to find in them. 

“I am honestly just wanting to get your burns treated. Do you have anyone I can call that would make you feel better about that?” He wasn’t expecting a response. Afterall, he came to hide in an empty building instead of going to someone who could help. Unless he just couldn’t move, in which case Aizawa has even more obstacles to work around here. 

The eyes drifted slightly to a middle distance before refocusing directly on Aizawa’s phone that hung lazily in his hand. 

“All Might.” He warbled the words with a casualness that had Aizawa lifting an eyebrow in disbelief.

“Kid, All Might doesn’t just come to every injury or incident that ther-” Aizawa started to explain before he got cut off with a huff turned cough.

“Call. All Might.” The warble was pointed and Aizawa sighed and picked up his phone and scrolled through his contacts. 

“I only have the number for his secretary.” He looked up at him, thinking this would be a sort of deterrent. 

“Call Yagi-san.” The creature corrected and promptly closed his eyes. 

Aizawa was genuinely taken aback at the knowledge of All Might’s secretary’s name. It wasn’t exactly common knowledge. That was probably what allowed him the curiosity that made him hit call. He held the phone up to his ear and watched the antennae press forward carefully. It rang three times before he heard the near anxious voice of the thin man.

“E-Eraserhead! What can I do for you at this time of night?” 

Aizawa didn’t even get to answer as the creature let out an almost pitifully loud warble. The tonal shift was immediate and Aizawa wasn’t sure if that made him more or less confused and, admittedly, he was beginning to feel some nervousness. 

“Where are you?” There was a severity in Yagi’s voice, an urgency, that Aizawa hadn’t been aware the secretary could even muster from the few times they had met. 

“In an apartment complex that’s being built. I found-” Aizawa watched how the tension was slowly seeping out of the creature.

“I know who you found. Send me your location. I will be there shortly.” The phone hung up before he could even reply. 

The only thought he had as he lowered the phone slowly, almost absently sending a pin of his location to the secretary, was that he absolutely had not gotten enough sleep for this. There wasn’t nearly enough energy in his brain right now to process the incredibly large amount of information he was getting from such a brief interaction.

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lit lit lit that was fun thank you sm anon im ♡

[underoosstark]

Hello, Anxious Anon here! Do you have any fanfic recommendations :D

hey anon!!  i tried to find a few different categories since i’m not quite sure if there’s a specific kind of fic you’re looking for ♡ i also tried to keep this to iron dad because i’m assuming that’s what you’re looking for (but I have many other marvel/spider-man centric fics that I would love to rec if you’re ever interested!)

if you’re like me & like reading hurt/comfort to make u feel comforted yourself (lmao)

skeletons by hopeless_hope

definitely watch the tags because these 2 fics deal with heavy themes of mental health issues, but i adore them beyond words

5 Times Peter’s Mental Illness Made Him Stumble And The 1 Time He Refused To Falter by losingmymindtonight

another incredible fic that deals with heavy themes (so stay safe!) but is incredibly written & i love very, very much

fics to make you laugh

the conspiracy kids by tempestaurora

this series... is so fucking funny i lose it every time. i feel honored to have been the inspiration for one of the parts. you want to see peter & ned & harley prank flash and the entire world? oh yeah you do.

in an empty moral space by blueh

peter gets kidnapped as bait for spider-man. there’s hilarious banter. it goes about as well as you might expect.

other longer fics & series

Constant Internal [Spider] Screaming: Semi-Connected Scenes from a Graduating Senior’s Life by isaDanCurtisproduction

i have a strange relationship with the field trip fic trope - i don’t really read them because they often seem to all be the same, but my one-hit wonder fanfic is basically a field trip fic? ANYWAYS this fic is genuinely such a refreshing look at the trope & the eventual field trip is only a small part of the genius. if you like the avengers knowing peter & the avengers knowing spider-man, but not knowing they’re the same person? yeah. this is the fic for you

Peter Parker vs. His Secret Identity (5 works total) by cxpbuck

can you tell i like fics that deal with peter’s secret identity? five totally neat looks at peter being the worst-at-keeping-secrets TM