Apr 20, 2024
purple. purple? 🟣?
That. That's it. You don't have to put it in my face like that, I get it..
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purple. purple? 🟣?
That. That's it. You don't have to put it in my face like that, I get it..
Didn't know if I was gonna post this here, but inspo came from a fic writer here sooo...
Read a really cute 2 part yandere fic(didn't even know it was yandere until I read the tags or that they could be cute) by @flowersandbigteeth and got inspired.
Charters are Roland, the Wolf King, Thistle, the rabbit maid/nanny, Regan, Raman and Ronan, the three Wolf Princes. (Birth order is Raman, Regan and Ronan)
Fic 1: https://www.tumblr.com/flowersandbigteeth/707316389338300416/can-you-do-a-werewolf-x-bunny-female-i-think-that?source=share
Fic 2: https://www.tumblr.com/flowersandbigteeth/711093920808976384/your-wolf-king-husband-defends-your-honor?source=share
20h - was supposed to leave the job.
20:40 - actually leaves the job.
8 am next day - must be working again.
How am I supposed to have a life?
And space to eat/bath/take care of myself/socialize with friends on and offline/be a mother of a 4 years old/ keep my house clean/ AND DON'T FORGET TO STUDY!
(O/////O) Oh well! *Bows down* What have you summoned this demon for, mistress?~
i, um, uh
f u c k...
saw that my mom took my backup earphones (i gave the other ones to my sister after she broke hers) without asking me and then suddently i Don’t Want To Exist AnymoreTM
Today was April Fools, and there would be no mercy today for the doctor. When Junkenstein would return to his home, he would find everything covered in acrylic paint. The floor, walls, ceiling-- all covered in horrific splashes of colour. And unfortunately for Junkenstein, the intruder had also taken the liberty of covering all of his food in paint. Beloved posessions, food, furniture-- all blanketed in thick, waxy colour. And on the nearby wall was a message: "I told you I'd get revenge."
This was not a prank. This was down right vandalism. The concentrated stench of the paint was nauseating the moment he opened the door though he supposes he was lucky to have been taking the ladies out for a walk or they too would have surely been subjected to this shameful excuse for a prank.Even so Junkenstein stands there numbly in disbelief. Surely he did not deserve this and yet perhaps he did for something he committed in the past. The message even conveying such and although he feels he knows who it is from, he felt justified in his crimes against her. This is Karma for something else surely.Quietly he takes his hens, Plume and Gloom, and leads them around out back where his boot tracks paint on the ground. Mercifully the area is clean of acrylic allowing him to stow his birds away so he can try to figure out his next move.For nearly an hour he has stood still in place gazing through the chicken coop into space. There is a numbness to him that he can’t fully explain but he knows he wants to call the farm. He should ask for help but they have surely helped him plenty since his arrival to this world and he doesn’t want to be more of a burden. Even so it is tempting. Maybe he could even find Primed but that makes him feel horribly weak. The soft clucking of his birds reminds him that they need to be fed and he still has yet to see the extent of the damages caused so he goes back inside. The fumes making him gag even as he pulls the collar of his lab coat up to try and help filter it. The door is left open, letting out the cold and as paint squishes under his boot, he slides around, barely able to keep from falling into it. Junkenstein opens a window to try and vent things further. It is everywhere. There is no way he can even sleep in his own home tonight. His food is tainted. The feed for the ladies is also ruined. His lab- good lord, everything is a mess. His notes. The tub he been making for Roo. The little vest for Monster’s plushies… So this was her revenge? Then it hit him. The Queen knew where he lived now. Nothing here was safe but she could have set it all on fire but hadn’t. Perhaps she wanted ruins that would take him forever to clear out rather then just abandon it and start from scratch.Stomach turning from the toxic fumes, Doc had to retreat back outside where he promptly vomited. A headache coming on to make things worse.He would not be able to fix this alone. As much as he wanted to deny this fact, he needed help. But his walkie was back inside and probably ruined with paint. That was providing Grace threw it into the drawers too. Which the only way to know was to go back in and see.Sure enough… She was meticulous. Still, slipping and stumbling his way back outside with the paint covered walkie Doc gave it a go hoping it by some miracle it still worked. Pushing in the button, Doc held it for a long moment not sure what to say without breaking down. “…”He let go and inhaled sharply before trying again. “…This is… This is Doc. I uh…” Keep it together. “If you aren’t busy I uh-” he choked letting go just a second too late only to head around in back to drop down onto the ground in front of the chicken coop. “I could really use some assistance..”
I just laughed so hard over a text post that I turned the PC off before I realized I forgot to order books from a library (which was the number one reason I even turned it on in the first place). 😅
Now I have two places to post about that Pink bastard... he's spreading like the plague
Edit: THREE ACTUALLY bc of my comfort blog