Hi I'm Space Hoodie. AKA Morp. I'm just a silly sentient hoodie.
Not sure how I got here but I'm glad I am.
I'm not minor friendly as I have very little censor.
I write fanfic. You can find that here under the tag (#spacehoodie writes) or on Ao3.
I draw sometimes. Still learning digital art so be patient with me. You can find my art here on this blog under the tag (#spacehoodie art)
I ramble a lot about various things n like to talk. Those can be found under (#spacehoodie rambles)
I have a Discord Server! I provide bots to mess with, chatting with others, and pet pictures of my 20+ critters I care for daily. (even updates and sneak peaks on my writing)
Feel free to ask me anything! I'm down to make friends.
I'm open for RP and ERP! Just ask beforehand.
I'm also open for art trades.
About Me:
I'm an adult. I don't rly have a preference. I'm a simp for all. I'm fluid and go by any pronouns. I am in a relationship, been going good for 3 years now. I've got all sorts of critters that I care for. As well as several different hobbies/skills under my belt that I've accumulated over the years.
I'm a fan of a lot of things. Some of those things are:
Date everything 👾
Stardew Valley 👾
Terraria 👾
REPO 🎮
Supernatural 📺
Project Hail Mary ☄️
Iron Lung 🌑
Twenty One Pilots 🎵
And MORE!
Links for other social media I have can be found here: linktree
Mateo can feel whenever you use your blanket for, other things. He enjoys being able to help you out and bring you to that pleasure you chase.
Yeah so, it's basically just smut I guess.
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NSFW/MDNI
You stayed up late again. Scrolling on that dumb phone reading smut before bed. ‘Just one more chapter’ you’d tell yourself ‘then I’ll go to bed.’ Only for that one chapter to become 2. And for those 2 chapters to become a completely different fanfic altogether.
You seemed to be hitting a goldmine tonight. Each fic provides really everything you were looking for. Your favorite rare-pair has some new fics. Your favorite crack ship? There’s about 4 new fics posted recently. A fic you’ve been following for awhile? IT’S BEEN UPDATED. And, everything seemed to be tagged properly too!
You have no idea how long you've been up at this point. Surely way past the time you planned on going to bed. Ignoring the pixels that make up the time on the top of your screen for a reason. You'll go to bed soon, you can feel your eyelids becoming heavy.
That was until you got to a really good part. Goodness, your favorite character just said one of the hottest things ever and now your whole body feels as if it's on fire. The ache below your navel becomes apparent. As if it's screaming at you for anything, any sort of friction.
So- you roll over onto your tummy. Balling up your orange knitted blanket and stuffing underneath your pelvis. Rolling your hips against it, experimenting with the angle until you hit against it just right. Lips parting as a shock of pleasure shoots up your body.
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Mateo does his best to give you privacy whenever you're reading, especially when it's uh, ‘spicy’. Unlike Betty who tends to look over your shoulder and read along with you. He doesn't mind what happens while you read though. Normally you snuggle up with him wrapped around you. All cozy like as you fall deep into whatever story that decorates your screen. To you, your blanket is just wrapped around your body. To him? He's sitting behind you, chin resting on your shoulder and arms wrapped around your waist. Holding you close and keeping you warm.
A secret to him, that nobody but Betty knows, is that he really does enjoy the aftermath of your nightly reading. When you get so hot and bothered your body aches for attention, so you use him to chase that pleasure you need. Just like you are tonight.
“Ah-” Mateo breathes out as you grind against his member. Hands on your hips, keeping you steady as you chase what is rightfully yours. His head falls back, gaze staying on you as he watches your face contort from the pleasure.
The tent in his bottoms jumps whenever you let out one of your pretty soft sounds. The way you pant when you're close sounds like music to his ears. Over the years, he's learned your tics and signs. Able to tell easily when you're just so close.
He knows you can't actually hear him, but he indulges anyway.
“Go on Mi Vida, finish for me-” His heart races, burying his face into the crook of your neck. Inhaling your scent as your hips shudder.
“Good job, so good.” Rubbing your back with soft circles. Wishing that you could somehow feel the comfort he's doing his best to provide.
Sure he didn't finish. Usually you don't go long enough for him to get the chance to. Knowing your body the best and reaching your climax quickly. But that's okay. Maybe one day, he'll get to finish with you. With you actually able to hear and see the real him. Gosh, he can only hope.
random idea: reggie can shapeshift into a dateable that the player got a hate route in and does this to just mess with the player or the dateable in question 💔😈
