#🍏anon

[ratjitsu]

Hey splints! What is your opinion on the socio-economic state of the world? (also can you do me a massive favor and put "🍏anon" in the tags okay ty) -🍏

#rottmnt splinter #🍏anon

[remediesremedy]

🍏 anon!!! Thinking about the qsmp. That's it. That's the ask /j

-qsmp!reader being an egg protector/egg-babysitter, kinda like badboyhalo, but they're much more..violent about how they protect the eggs/kids.

>Quackity's trying to get Tallulah again? Qsmp!reader has fucking spidey sense from halfway across the island and is by Tallulah's side in three seconds top.

>Maybe they're super protective over the kids because they never got to have one of their own, or their kid got unfairly killed by the binary codes or something. Just anything to give them that fire to fight for the kids?!

>Even for some drama, the reader has been known to be able to kill the binary codes (source: just trust me) They're known to be a fucking menace if anything/anyone dare tries to hurt the kids 🧑‍🔧

anon i could litwrally kiss you this is so good, such a good concept for like a fic or story. i’ll do some bullet points of headcanons and maybe a short story, may also revisit this in the future!

QSMP!Reader

- the angst from having lost their own egg would be gut wrenching. and i know exactly how it would’ve happened. they weren’t able to take care of their egg for a day, and had asked everyone on the server to take care of them. to do their tasks. except that an event happened, perhaps the new arrivals, or an argument or affair. and your poor little baby was forgotten. tucked into a bed they would never wake up from.

-you can image the grief, logging on to clean up the house and to wake up your little sunshine. only to find they are not moving, they are stone cold, no sign of life emits from them. and you wonder, what went wrong? how could someone be so selfish, so horrible, to let a defenceless baby die? it must’ve been hours that you sat there, with shaky arms to gather your dead child. you held them for hours, praying for a miracle, a heartbeat to reappear, a breath to escape them. but no matter how long you waited, heaving with sobs as the egg in your arms stayed deadly still, they never woke up.

-resentment was the most prominent emotion you felt, in fact, it didn’t wash away or falter for months. everyone forgot. they could’ve been saved, helped, so easily, if people weren’t so wrapped up in each other. you refused to speak to anyone who was active that day.

-months seemed to rot away, time was a fickle thing, and in your own distorted realm of time, your bed became your resting place. lack of eating and drinking, nothing had much of a purpose anymore, that was until there was a visitor at your door. not many did visit, considering a lot of them weren’t allowed near your home after what happened. with a huff you had descended down your stairs, not seeing anyone when you glanced through your door peep hole. cautiously you had opened the door, and the breath got knocked out of you. hot burning grief punched you in the stomach at the sight before you. a little egg, who was clearly lost.

-your instincts had kicked in, you could control this, you could help. with not much thought you knelt down, eye level with the small child, “hey kid, looks like you’re lost, is that right?” you spoke gently, even though your head was screaming and your heart felt like it had been ripped out your chest for the second time. at the girl’s nod, you offered your hand. “we’d better fix that, who are your parents..?” you finished the sentence, realising you hadn’t even asked for the kid’s name.

-the kid hastily scribbled “wilbur” onto a notepad.

-Ah, the kid was tallulah, you remembered her pretty well because of how bitter you felt at her arrival. a kid just randomly found? and for a father who didn’t even want her at first. But as she stood in front with you, your throat clogged up with regret, you could never hate or resent the girl. “i know wilbur, that’s fine.” you reassured with an affirmative nod, “how about you get on my shoulders and we look for him?” you offered, surprised at how trusting tallulah was as she went into your arms, it made your heart ache. as you set her comfortably on your shoulders, you started walking towards the area you knew wilbur resided in.

-Tallulah was pretty far out. “hey tallulah?” you began curiously, at her nod, you asked the question that had been practically burning you. “how’d you get so lost? it’s pretty far.”

-Tallulah hastily wrote on her notepad, you waited patiently, in fact, the scratching of pencil was familiar and brought comfort. you collected the paper with one hand, the other still firm, but gently keeping ahold of tallulah’s leg. me and pa found this pretty place, i accidentally stepped on a warp plate and i was then near you, pa probably didn’t notice the warp plate.

-the lump in your throat somehow got bigger, oh, you knew what that warp plate was. it was your kid’s favourite place, they had demanded a warp there because they loved it so much. tears welled up in your eyes, and you had to choke them back, not here, not in front of tallulah. “you’re, you’re dad must be worried then.” you rushed out, trying to clear your watery vision.

-after a couple of hours of walking, you had made it near wilbur’s house, and it was no surprise that you could see multiple people yelling out the girl’s name. anger flourished in your gut briefly, of course, of course everyone on the server would put their lives and time on the line to save an egg, any egg but yours. “we’re close now, seems like everyone’s been looking for you.” you spoke softly, and then realised tallulah had been asleep for a while, softly snoring into your hair, one hand gently wrapped in your curls and the other dangling from your shoulder. you had missed this. you had missed it so much.

-as you approached, a couple of faces recognised you, their eyes immediately cast to the ground in shame, but their double takes of seeing tallulah made them call for wilbur. The tall man emerged from his house, looking dishevelled and frantic, you had felt that way too. his eyes locked on Tallulah and he practically ran, “darling? is that you? what did you to her, i swear if she’s hurt.” you scoffed, patting tallulah so she’d wake up, groggily she did. the nerve of this guy, he clearly didn’t know you would never do what the rest of the server did.

-“she’s fine. maybe keep better watch of your kid before you blame me.” you spat, feverishly taking her off your shoulders and passing her to wilbur, he was taken aback by your words, but his eyes softened at the sight of his daughter unharmed. tallulah had grabbed at her father’s face in delight, shortly taking a second to write on her paper once again. pa, they saved me! they kept me safe <3

-with confirmation from his daughter, he nodded gratefully at the stranger, his eyes apologising for assuming the worst. as you went to walk away, he called after you, “wait. i know i can trust you, if i’m ever gone and can’t take care of her, could you?”

-it was a stab in the gut, and you couldn’t help the tears that fell from your eyes, maybe it was strange to him, but this felt like a second chance and a mockery at the same time. with a choked voice, you muttered a “yes.” and warped home, where you had cried endlessly until the morning.

-after a while, it seemed the server had labelled you a protector of some sorts. if anyone went exploring with their egg, you went, sometimes just lurking in the background in case things went wrong. When parents couldn’t be there for their kids, you took on the role of almost a god parent, coddling the babies happily.

-and everyday you thought of what could’ve been. things were mostly peaceful on the island, but one day the air shifted. a wonderful egg called bobby had lost a life to a monster, a monster made of numericals. the island was no longer safe, and if they were going to attack with monsters and ghouls and otherworldly creatures, you wanted to make them wish they never stepped foot on the island.

-you had set up warps to each main location, some near houses that were far away. you had given each member and egg a walkie-talkie, being stern that if ever they were in trouble, you would be there. the island grew dark, and the eggs were scared, but you wouldn’t let them feel that way for long.

-the next time the monster of code attacked, you were babysitting a few of the eggs, chayanne, tallulah and leonarda. you were stargazing, sat on a red and white picnic blanket while the kids tried (and failed) to name constellations. you had heard static, and your eyes sharpened, focusing in on a green light in the forest ahead. quietly you had gotten the children’s attention, swiftly handing them all totems and golden apples, you had kept your eyes trained on the beast coming out from the trees. “if anything goes wrong, you warp to my place okay kids? no arguments.” you instructed, they had hesitantly nodded, finally noticing the problem before them.

suddenly the binary code had dove in, targeting Leo and Tallulah. you saw red, hot fury coated your limbs, with seemingly little effort you had pulled the code off of them. “in your dying breaths i want you to realise, you never stood a chance.”

you deflected it’s attacked with uncontrolled rage, it’s fighting began to get frantic, realising your onslaught would not stop until you dropped dead on the ground from exhaustion. it moved to fly away, but you lurched forward and clenched your fist around a wing, sadistically ripping it off. with the binary caught off guard, you plunged your sword through its chest, blood spurting everywhere, and a crazed look in your eyes. with relief, with the satisfaction of winning, you spat on the dying thing.

-silently, you wiped the blood off you, turning to the kids that had their mouths open in shock. they had cheered and went to hug your legs, “nope nope, you might get blood on you and your dads will not be happy with me if that happens.” you smiled, gesturing for them to teleport to your house, so you could get changed and tuck them into bed, they were having a sleepover after all.

“Quackity.” your voice was deadly, you had a feeling, it was the dead of night and you had bolted to wilbur’s house. “get away from that bed or i swear i will kill you as many times as it takes for you to disappear permanently.” you had growled, pouncing forward before he could use his weapon on the sleeping girl, he was now pressed up against the wall, your axe held snugly against his bare throat.

“woah woah! i wasn’t actually going to do it i swear.” he breathed in a panic, putting his hands up in surrender, his weapon clanking on the floor. you kicked the sword away, eyes slit as you watched the pathetic man cornered.

“i’ll be real with you Quackity.” you started firmly, opting to try and change his view. “my kid, i trusted that someone would take care of them too. i understand the anger, how dare everyone still be happy right?”

he nodded, trails of tears streaming down his face silently. “right. and it hurts so much, because it wasn’t your fault, you trusted people and they failed you. and you can get mad at people all you want, you can fight them, kill them.” you affirmed, starting to release the grip on him. “but the kids are innocent. they are defenceless, and tilin, or even my baby, would never want us to hurt their siblings in revenge.” your watery eyes looked into his brown ones, you let him go, storing your axe in your backpack.

Quackity had sat in the chair, close to where he’d been held. “Tilin would never forgive me if i killed his family.” he cried, “i can’t believe i almost did that, im such a terrible person i’m so-“

you reached out, clasping his shoulder. “don’t.” you offered your hand, walking him out of the house before giving him a tight hug. “grief makes us do things, bad things, weird things. grief can change you.” you pulled back from the embrace, relief flooding you as you saw the maliciousness dissipate from his body. “it’ll be okay one day.”

but as you said that, the both of you said nothing as your own tears ran down. maybe it wouldn’t be.

but you had a purpose.

A/N (author’s note): i feel like i put my whole ass into this piece goddamn. i really enjoyed this concept and it’s not often i find myself getting lost in writing, a lot of the time writing is so hard for me, but this one flowed really well :)

as always, my green apple anon delivers wonderful stuff, and thank you so much for the support anon, and all my anons and people who boost my posts.

reason why they couldn’t just teleport back is because in my head, warping can really tire people, and can especially tire eggs, so tallulah might’ve been at risk if she had teleported back, and the fact she was with a stranger and not a parent, you need to feel certain when warping.

i didn’t want to give the egg a name just in case i never continued this, but i’m naming it anyway, the egg was called otto. and their accessory/trademark would’ve been a flower crown yesyes.

#imagines #x reader #fluff #angst #qsmp wilbur #qsmp #qsmp chayanne #qsmp quackity #qsmp foolish #qsmp tilin #qsmp bobby #qsmp eggs #qsmp fic #dsmp #fanfiction #fanfic #gender neutral y/n #gn reader #🍏 anon #anons are open #anons welcome #thanks anon! #anon my beloved #anon request

[mikotomonday]

week 21 - various skirts!!

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[iwouldfuckdarkiplier]

I just wanna, just wanna cockwarm him- -🍏🐱

Okay mood

#anonymous #🍏🐱 anon #Apple Cat Anon #Mod A #lemon #Darkiplier #Darkiplier x Reader #Darkiplier/Reader #Mayor Damien #WKM Damien #WKM The Mayor #Damien/Reader #Damien x Reader

[kyouzen]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY FOR LUCIEL!! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)🎂

Glad to see you still here💚

-🍏

MA BIRTHDAY BOY🎉

#code vein oc #original character #🍏 anon

[undercoverpena]

Hi Jo. I’ve been reading your work lately (rereading honestly) and I just wanted to tell you how much I love your writing. You may be one of my favorite writers on here because the way you balance prose and witty dialogue is always so smooth. I’ve been here since Arepas (I know that isn’t that long ago) and each piece you still just manage to make me grin and kick my feet. Please never stop writing and feeding us! — 🍏 anon

I may have stared at this for a solid minute. because wow. thank you so much, 🍏 anon!! and arepas was ages ago, I can’t believe people have been reading and sticking around since then (especially as I bounce around characters haha). there’s so many lovely things in here, I’m not sure where to start, except to say:

thank you.

thank you for reading, for reaching out—for supporting. thank you for being so lovely. and yayyyyy, to kicking our feet!!!

gosh I’m getting a bit misty, but thank you so much. truly. I don’t even know what to do with all the kindness but just know I do appreciate it, even if I’m not good at articulating a response to it 🩷✨

#asked and answered #kind souls #🍏 anon

[officialmatt]

hiiii can i be added to your tag list please!!!! i’m mags, 18, any pros and 🍏 emoji please??? thank you hugs!!! :}

you sure can, sweetheart! i'll get you added to the list asap!

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[fall-of-them]

Hello ! How are you guys doing ? - 🍏

“Apparently some things are different around here, but it’s not gonna keep me from my me-time!”

#fall of them #dst au #walani dont starve #Wendy dont starve #willow dont starve #Wilson dont starve #Winona dont starve #charlie dont starve #mod Walani #mod Wendy #mod Willow #mod Wilson #mod Winona #mod Charlie #🍏 anon #Don’t Starve

[remediesremedy]

PRAISING DEMIGOD!FOOLISH ...and. overstimulating him-

Being a devoted follower to Foolish, and his builds, you would go far far lengths to be able to praise- and 'get on your knees' for him. 🤧

Im so normal im so normal im so norma

- 🍏 anon insane hours

My God

demigod foolish x gn reader!

warnings: utter filth, cum eating, worshipping

you had met foolish at what had felt the beginning of time itself, and you suppose it had been almost that amount of time. thousands of years, since he rescued you from a perilous situation, since you dropped on the ground and pledged your loyalty to the demigod. thousands of years of immortality that he had blessed you with.

even after all this time, your fondness for foolish never ceased. he was an artist, masterfully skilled at creating and building, and he had left you in awe hundreds of times. You would never tire of him, watching him mould empires, each creation was a perfect monument left for lucky eyes to see.

you had been his first follower, and you would never be able to shake the honour that came from that title. Knowing that every mortal that prayed to him would never have your position, would never see the epitome of beauty held into a body.

despite meaning to be his loyal companion and servant, you struggled with your other desires. he made you ravenous, desperate for his praise or voice, glimpses of his body, his taut muscles, his tall height. he was the forbidden fruit that you didn’t care take, too afraid to even look in his eyes in case he saw every vulnerability. you had heard from others that his eyes were bright green and utterly enchanting, and you expected no less.

it wasn’t unusual for foolish to call upon you while he was working. looking for praise to practically preen over, it seemed he seemed it, appreciative of the utter genuineness you held. “you called?” you smiled, watching the god turn to you tensely.

“you came.” he let his lips turn up in response, watching you silently for a moment. “i am displeased with this build. i need a second opinion.”

you stepped forward, avoiding his gaze and settling your eyes on his upturned lips before shifting your attention to the build. “it’s magnificent my god, what is the matter?”

you failed to miss the hitch in his breath as my god left your mouth. “you think so? go on, tell me more.” he smirked, surely you didn’t have too many words for it, it was nothing too special.

“everything you make is a blessing for mortal and divine eyes.” you started, carefully speaking your words, hyper aware he was analysing every inch of you and your language. “i am in awe at your work, i worship it as i worship you.”

time seemed to freeze, your words had set something ablaze within him. “worship me then.” he commanded, begging for your undivided attention, even if he had it all the time. wordlessly, you dropped to your knees as he curiously watched you. the heat of his gaze made you deliciously nauseous, you tried not to shake as you bowed your head and brought your hands together. soundlessly you pressed your lips to his feet, then to his calves, thanking him every time. he gasped at your actions, before grabbing your head, fear pooled in your eyes, you hadn’t mean to wrong him.

“you’d worship every part of me?” he asked seriously, testing your loyalty. without a thought you nodded, sputtering out ‘of course’ and ‘anything for you’. “what a perfect worshipper you are.” he whispered gently, reaching down to cup your face. you instinctively looked the other way, averting your gaze from his green irises. he gripped your chin firmly in response, “look at me. i command you.”

shakily you shifted your view, taking in his brilliance, his beauty. it was overwhelming, and blinding. his eyes were pools of emerald, and they were on you. his eyes were on you. your lips parted absentmindedly in awe “you are beautiful.” you whispered. his whole face softened at your words.

“please worship every inch of my skin, my devoted follower.” he guided you softly to undo his robes, his cock smacking against his thigh as the fabric came undone. you tried to not react, but your body betrayed you, letting out heavy breaths with now large dilated pupils.

“anything for you my god.” you breathed out in appreciation, moving to kiss the head of his cock. you felt drunk and intoxicated, intimately touching your deity. “anything, god” you moaned, too desperate to do anything apart from take his length down your throat. you felt tears well up in your eyes, from both the large amount forcing it’s way down your throat, and the honour of being able to please foolish.

“so perfect for me.” he gasped, twitching in your mouth. “look at me, look at me.” he whispered, and willingly, you stared into his gorgeous eyes. drowning in bliss, drowning in his moans and gasps. “that’s it, such a good little thing you are.”

his words sent arousal deep through you, spiking in-between your legs. simply having his cock stuffed in your mouth would’ve been enough to eventually make you cum. you eagerly pushed him further, mouth coming to the base is his dick. it was so pleasurably painful. He seemed fucked out, apologising before he began to brutally fuck your face, he spluttered out ‘i’m sorry’ every time you gagged. the pleasure in his stomach began to burn, a fire so hot he could do nothing but feed it, erratically he thrusted, enveloped by the warm of your mouth and lips. with a high pitched whine, his hot, thick cum spilled into you. Intoxicated on him, you swallowed his seed, drinking it up like it was liquid gold. despite him having been finished, you continued, begging him to release again in your mouth so you could consume him.

“ah fuck, wait wait.” he moaned at the overstimulation, but you sucked on with fervour, wanting to drain him and make him satiated. worship him. tears streamed down your face, you were so thankful for your gracious god. you pulled on his thighs, sinking your throat down effortlessly over his length again and again. “fuck, fuck, im going to cum again.”

you were so eager for the taste of him, you almost whimpered at his admittance. picking up your pace, you reached down to cup his balls, gently massaging them as you awaited his hot load again. you practically looked into his eyes begging. please, please, let me have you.

the taste of him flooded your mouth, imbedding it’s way into your teeth and gums, it ran down your throat like lava. so hot. so so good. as he pulled out your mouth gently, you licked your mouth clean, scrubbing it for any taste of him. “thank you my god, thank you.”

his breathlessness didn’t stop him from shakily kneeling, reaching out to stroke your face with his large golden fingers. “thank you, my devoted darling.” he shuffled towards you, until he could press his forehead against yours. “i will worship you as you worship me.”

hey 🍏 anon you need to chill/j. your mind is too big for this planet my god, bro this concept is so brain rotting. this is so filthy and i love it, thank you as always apple 🍏 anon. you have given me much to think about and thirst over LMAO.

i hope you enjoyed your request and it was up to your standards. if any of my avatar peeps are reading this, i am working on your requests don’t worry <3

i find it a wee bit funny that foolish is accumulating lots of fics and drabbles and other cc’s have got nothing for them LMAO.

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A ple

- doth thou really needest moi to sign offeth?

Thank you for your confession!

Thank you for your apples

#posted by: 🌿 #I was getting hungry #nrc confessions #unreality #nrc confession #anon: 🍎🍏

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[iwouldfuckdarkiplier]

*hacks up a shiny pebble for mod A with big wide eyes* -🍏🐱

Thanks, mate, I'll put it on my desk 🖤

#anonymous #🍏🐱 anon #Apple Cat Anon #Mod A

[iamthecomet]

I am so freaking frustrated with my body and I just want someone to hold me while I sob. My friends are doing their best to check in on me and not let me just lay around and be sad, but I still feel extremely lonely. I just want the semester to be over so I can go home and not have to deal with school anymore.

I'm so tired

-🍏

I'm so sorry. (I'm also so sorry it took me so long to answer this, the last couple of days have been DAYS). It's good that your friends are keeping an eye on you and making sure you are taken care of. They're good friends. Just a few more weeks. You can do it. Rest when you can. Take whatever breaks you need. Be gentle on yourself. You know where I am if you ever need to just scream about it. ♥

#comet comments #🍏 #comet's anons

[spooki-ghoztzz]

doing this ask on anon TwT but can i request yandere! Cesar (Mandela Catalogue) that's really clingy and affectionate even if he's an alternate? i also propose purring alternates hcs bc i found it once and it never left my brain since that point

(psst- if you name your anons, can i be 🐱🍏 anon?)

( i can do that for you and ofc you can be 🐱🍏 anon! also purring alternates hc my beloved,,, also i’m sorry if anythings wrong in this (mostly lore) cuz jfc i can’t understand half of it,,)

the type of yandere depends on which cesar we focus on.

alt!cesar is more possessive and straight forward,pushing himself on you and making you fall for him meanwhile normal cesar is more of the stalker and manipulator type. but the two just have the same goal in mind,making you their bride.

so,normal cesar would start off with simple stalking and taking the things you leave behind. he’d even take it to the extent of digging things out of your garbage to keep and take home. whenever he does get the courage to speak to you he’d fake being a sweet and nice guy,just wanting to be friends..for now. he’d then force himself on you to make you love him but sadly..he never did get to live out his sick fantasies with you before dying.

now alt!cesar is a whole new breed,,,he’d just come into your home and say ‘we’re dating now and if you say no i can easily slit your throat and we don’t want that,do we?’ like oml he’s a little shit-

he’d force himself on you like i said. it could be cuddling,kissing..he’d make sure you have stockholm syndrome even if you’re free to leave but he does follow you around. only at night of course since he trusts you enough during the day.

if it gets to the point where you finally see him as your boyfriend he’d adore and i mean adore cuddling with you. even in that suit of his he’s still very comfortable..and yes he does purr. by that i mean he purrs a lot to the point where it might get annoying,he purrs anytime you’re around.

he’d remind you your his but not in a harsh way,it’s always soft kisses followed with tiny ‘your mine’s and such but you think nothing of it..it’s cesar,he wouldn’t hurt a fly!

speaking of that..yes he will kill for you- if a another man(or woman,,) talks to you he already knows who his necvictimom is going to be.

but really,alt! cesar isn’t..the most ideal man to be with especially if you take it up to the notch of “yandere” scales. he’d be a man who will do anything to get his s/o and won’t stop till he does.

#🐱🍏-anon #the mandela catalogue x reader #the mandela catalogue cesar #alternate cesar