“NNAAOoooOOOOo!! You can’t ship them! They hate eachother!” Hehehe salty Gingerbread go *Gut-wrenching slurping noises*
What do you mean HOW DO YOU KIDS?? Just like that!!! They (and your art style) are SO cute!!!!
How some of the kids address and call Yuu
Okay but you know those rapid, smothery, little kisses that moms sometimes do to their babies?
That, but with Red, since deep down, he really is a big baby that needs all the loves💕🥺
He just melts
Lost in the Pages~ I’m thinking of doing a series of these with different settings like grassland, forest, etc. What would you like to see?
Azul: How has your day been, Mc?
Mc: Well, no one died.
Azul: Those are your standards...?
Mc: I can't expect anything better when I'm friends with Ace, Deuce, and Grim, who have one collective brain cell that they lose frequently.
Azul: I, I see...
Nvm found it
peaceverse (by dandelion_weed on ao3) fanart
👀 harpy nonzoo AU with MC with kid? How would that go down? Not sure if/how MC would take their kid to the mountain tho
Sans: She'd be much more cautious going through Sans' forest if she had a child with her- she wouldn't go through at night at first. No way she's taking that risk, she'll just spend the night in town. Which means they probably meet when her kid runs off in his woods and gets totally lost.
... He looks after her child. Keeps them from getting too upset, or panicking... being lost can be very scary, he plays with them to keep them distracted, and acts lazy to calm the nerves. If he's acting lazy and sleepy, there must be nothing to fear, right? If Mc stumbles across them, she finds her kid playing with a completely harmless and happy owl- and if she doesn't find them Sans puts her baby on his back and makes a game out of finding mom again. As much as he's a little shit, and he'd like to play keep-away with her kid... he knows he's got to gain both their trusts before he does something like that.
Sans visits their home at night. He feels protective. Mc has grown accustomed to looking out of the windows at night and seeing his terrifying eyelights in the pitch-black near distance.
Red: Well that's even MORE of a reason for him to move in, isn't it? He wants a mate, and a child. Right there? A perfect mate with a beautiful child. He wants to protect, he wants to provide... someone needs to go in and make sure they're protected. Lucky for them, his schedule is free.
She's, obviously, very defensive of her child when a massive harpy moves into her house. He loves it- as we know, there's few things more attractive to Red than someone with fire. This time it's extra easy to prove his worth as a mate and a father, because her child immediately takes a shine to him... who wouldn't? He's a cool eagle with a gold tooth, and he proves to be a great playmate. Mc tries her best to distrust him but it's difficult when he cleans the messes she can't manage, respects her personal space, and plays with her child so much they happily settle down for their nap.
Skull: It's not unheard of for parents to take their child hiking. And if Mc is a single mother, maybe her kid really likes hiking and camping, and she just wanted to do something nice for them. She never could've foreseen herself being stalked and getting injured.
As for Skull... well, he's a big bird, there's more than enough space in his warm feathers for a mother and her kid to cuddle up and survive a harsh winter night. Especially if he takes them back to his den, where he can be certain the icy winds won't reach them, and snuggles them in real close. Skull is in heaven, mate and baby in his arms... the two of them tucked against him so close he can feel their heartbeats. He doesn't sleep; he can't, he's too happy. He coos all night.
His den doesn't feel so empty anymore. Neither does his Soul.
I… I just got Oyster Cookie? In ONE pull????
What the fuck.
Just doodlin' a QUEEN
It took you a shockingly long time, to notice the changes.
At first they had been so little that they’d been all too easy to miss, and even once the changes started to slowly become bigger and bigger, many of them remained rather simple to gloss over or explain away.
In all honesty, a large part of you had simply assumed it was because of the company you kept, and in a way… you were right. Though it hadn’t quite been in the manner you had thought it was.
Many people around here, thought you were strange for choosing to remain in your isolated little house out in the woods, especially when it was so much safer in town, where there was the silent comfort of being in numbers. Had they known that the very reason they feared living where you did, was the same reason you loved it there, there was no doubt in your mind that their worry would have quickly turned to hostility and suspicion.
As it was, you doubted they were going to be fooled for much longer.
And it wasn’t like you’d ever particularly cared anyway.
In all honesty, you’d never felt like you belonged there in the first place, and staring into your bedroom mirror, you knew there was no way you could even pretend to fit in there anymore, even if you had wanted to. Though you weren’t entirely sure when it was that the changes to your self, had become so drastic.
Over the years you’d spent living out here, you’d befriended many of the denizens of the forest, and had steadily gained the trust and favour of the vast majority of them, almost entirely without trying. As a byproduct, you had been gifted many blessings, all of which had steadily built up over time, until eventually…. there was barely anything left of your humanity at all, a fact made all the more obvious by what was reflected in your mirror.
Thanks to the influence of your many non human friends, you had become something….Other…
Something that had yet to be given a name.
Something that you had just found out, was no longer even mortal.
The fact that I was JUST reading some Rook fanfics... how did you know
But that aside, I love this! Thank you so much!
Hello! It's been awhile since I've gotten a matchup done from anyone, and I really like your writing, so I'd thought I'd ask for one!
Congratulations on 500 followers by the way!!
If I were to describe myself and my personality, I think it would overall be "quiet." I very much keep to myself and don't make much of an attempt at talking to other people, but that would be because I have lingering social anxiety from my childhood. I am actually very fond of talking to new people and making conversation, but I much prefer to do that alongside someone I know. I enjoy my space and my time to myself, but I also value anyone I call "my people" (whether it be friends or family) an incredible amount and love to spend time with them.
Another thing about me is the way I love. I, for a lack of a better term, do not love gently. Once I love someone (in any way) I will never, ever, stop. No matter what. This has hurt me before, and because of this, I guard my heart very closely, and it will likely take very clear intentions from someone to convince me to let them in.
As for my interests and hobbies, I can't say that I'm all that exciting, but I do love what I do anyway. I work in a greenhouse, and was raised by a mother who loves to forage plants and mushrooms to make medical and herbal tinctures out of them! (Or just to eat lol) My hobbies include reading, drawing, and a liiiiittle bit of writing (...of any kind, really. Small poems, mini songs, ficlets... the works). Recently I've gotten into sewing as well, and I'm really enjoying it!
My lifestyle is, like me, very quiet. I live in a very small village (yes an actual village) several miles away from any real towns, so not a lot goes on around where I am. Many would consider it rather boring, and I'm probably due for some change someday (I anticipate it, really), but I'm very content with what I have right now.
And last but not least, I'm female, around 5'8"-5'9" (173 to 175 cm), have several moles dotting around here and there, and... I suppose I like to dress rather nicely? It's something I've been doing lately and I'm enjoying it quite a bit haha. If I were to describe my current style it would probably be "elegant and comfortable." Nicknames are basically second nature to me, so I often call people "dear, darling, honey, love," etc. If they're special to me, I'll tag on "my" at the beginning; "my dear, my darling, my love..." You get the idea! A last tidbit is that my love language is primarily physical touch. It's practically the life blood of the way I show affection lol.
Thank you for letting me ramble! I kind of also took this as a chance to figure out how to describe myself again lol. Take your time answering this, since I know I kind of packed a lot in here. As for what kind of matchup I want, romantic would be wonderful, and anyone in your default list will be just fine! (I love the staff, but like, platonically, you know?)
The First Impression:
Intentions don't come any clearer than from Rook. Oh, how your beauty makes him weep! Your appreciation of nature! Your love for his favorite arts!
How does he already know all that? ...Better not to question it.
Why He Fell:
Rook has an eye for beauty, which includes both outer and inner. Your elegant sense of style, combined with your natural kindness, you're the best parts of everything he loves all in one!
Perhaps it's your love of writing, or your knowledge around nature, or your shared affinity for terms of endearment, but Rook is simply drawn to you as if you're a part of him. It's a lovely, natural feeling to him, and once he's sure, he's more than clear about his intentions.
The Relationship:
Rook is truly just happy to be with you. He'll accompany you on a foraging trip through the woods, he'll indulge you in as much physical affection as you would enjoy, or he'll give you your much needed alone time when required (he understands that feeling perfectly, after all).
There is a shared sense of devotion between the two of you, one in which you know that he would never cause you any intentional harm. Rook is simply enamored with you, from your quiet disposition to the intense ways in which you feel and express love.
I'm mostly just on here when I'm bored, don’t mind me ♡ I am 18 and older, so don’t panic
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