teoba: logan finds out about the concept of halloween and gets shown one of vees costumes through mind-share. roman overhears, asks for a description, and then METICUOSLY recreates the costume. logan 3d prints a little pumpkin-basket. patton makes fruit candies and they have a little halloween <3
logan: i see... what a wonderfully unique human tradition. i must ask, however, what the outcome is if one selects 'trick' instead of 'treat'?
virgil: you get a trick!
logan: a trick?
virgil: yea :)
logan: ...
virgil: :)
logan: nevermind. Treats Only
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Hello!!! Or rather, hello officially, I think I've finally gathered enough courage to start sending off anon now!! Because why not this is so much fun askjkbskbsnsosjksjsksnz <3
Since winter is coming if not practically here already tbh
BEING SNOWED IN WITH LEGACY :DDD
Bonus points if this is in Snezhnaya!!! Because I'm not sure Liyue is capable of sending down that much snow.
Like,,, for a few days being unable to leave the house because snow has literally covered everything and opening the door means being met with a wall of solid ice. But of course in Snezhnaya that's to be expected so the house is fully stocked in supplies – so there's no need to panic! It's just that you just can't leave. (Cue mental image of Legacy attempting to burrow out before giving up because it's too much trouble.)
But sir mothman? Sir mothman is delighted he can keep you all to himself for a few days, without having to wait for you to return home from work.
Yes this does mean cuddle time under lots of fluffy blankets. :3
I'm so sorry lmao I'm literally freezing over here I need warmth and comfortttttttttttttt
you are so right about winter practically being here already because it has been FREEZING this past week!!! what on earth!!!
Snezhnaya was stuck in a particularly bad set of snowstorms at the moment, so it wasn't much of a surprise when you woke up one morning to the front door completely frozen. it's covered in a sheet of ice, and the windows are much the same- they won't budge no matter how hard you try- so you not-so-reluctantly put down your work bag and return to your bed, carefully sliding back under the covers. Foul Legacy, still asleep, stirs a little, letting out a drowsy, questioning trill, and you simply kiss his forehead and snuggle into his chest, happy to be under the warm covers again
Legacy is ecstatic when he fully wakes up a few hours later, nudging you gently and chirping happily- normally you'd be at work by now! but you're here with him! he glances out the window at the snow, falling without pause, and nuzzles his face against the crook of your neck with a purr. if snow means that you'll stay home with him, then he's more than happy to watch the snow fall for weeks on end. he only gets up when you get up, following you to the kitchen and plonking his chin on your shoulder as you make hot chocolate, rumbling in delight when you reach up to scratch behind his horns
oh and he DOES try to burrow out through the snow, less to actually get outside and more just to make you laugh- but he forgot how biting the cold can be, and hastily crawls back into the house covered in snow and ice crystals. Legacy whines, shivering as you attempt to brush the snow off his armor before wrapping him in a blanket and guiding him to the fireplace. he curls around you, his claws wrapped around your wrist as you bundle him in more quilts and covers until he's an Abyssal moth blanket burrito, toasty and sleepy and letting out soft snores
Legacy's a little sad when the snow finally melts and you can go to work, but he knows that it'll happen again- you're in Snezhnaya, and the next snowstorm is always just around the corner
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Pred having a lazy day and getting their prey to feed themself to the pred (one of my favorite tropes)
ah yes. A classic. Though since I prefer willing vore and this scenario could be more…forced in some stories, let’s make it soft and cute.
the pred and prey are having a nice lazy day together. The preds belly rumbles and the prey hears it. And teasing ensues. The pred teases back and eventually the prey offers themselves. They were wanting some inside time anyway. So the pred just opens their mouth infront of the prey and lets them wiggle in. Only helping them along with some lazy slow gulps. Eventually the prey wiggles all the way down and curls up nice and safe. A bit exhausted from wiggling so much. So now it’s the perfect time to get some shut eye. The pred is happy and full. With almost no work required. They rest a hand on their belly as a thank you as the two just rest/sleep the day away.
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A drabble for Honesty with Yuno and Muu for @amugoffandoms! Thank you for the request -- not only was I really inspired by the concept, but writing this FINALLY made everything click in my brain about Muu's character. As Yuno is making realizations about her, so am I lmao 😂
Yuno was good at breaking people down. Given a bit of time, she could pick them apart -- what they wanted, what made them tick, what was going on behind the scenes. There were many methods to get them to give in and open up to her. Milgram had given her a challenge, though. Try as she might, she could not break Muu Kusunoki. And boy, did she try.
As soon as they met, Yuno could see her for what she was. The two were the same, she thought with a bit of satisfaction. Yuno saw a bit of herself every time Muu read the room and responded accordingly, nudging people in a certain direction to get what she wanted.
She tried everything in her power to connect. After all, they were just two actresses trying to make it through this ordeal. But Muu never seemed to reciprocate. She delved into personal secrets in the hopes of seeing the other unmasked as well. She offered attention and praise. She grew chatty. She shut up and listened. She became more forceful, asking questions about her crime. Each time, Muu was far more focused on Haruka than anything else. There was something going on, and Yuno would get to the bottom of it.
Yuno knew there was only one option left to try. She’d always hated the honest route, though.
The pair had just seen Haruka off with sweet smiles. They had a quick moment to themselves in the dining hall. Yuno rested her cheek on her palm.
“Why do you do that?”
Muu took a sip of her drink, avoiding her eyes. “Do what?”
“String Haruka along like that.”
“He’s Muu’s friend. Of course we hang out.”
“He won't do anything for you in the long run. He can't.”
“Do anything…?” She giggled sweetly, knowing exactly how to angle her head to appear oblivious. “Isn’t being my friend enough?”
Yuno sat up straight. She was tired lying in circles around each other.
“Come on. Just be honest with me. What are you trying to gain in all this?”
Her face scrunched in confusion. “I told you, I want a friend. Someone who likes me and treats me well. Haruka gives Muu lots of attention. He tells me I’m pretty, and nice.” She smirked, but it was the kind of smile that showed she knew she was pretty and nice. “And I like him, too! He’s cute. Like a sad little puppy, you know? I’m less lonely with him.”
At that moment Yuno was hit with a sudden and painful realization. It was a rare occasion in which she had been wrong about someone: unlike her, Muu was an honest girl.
All of their past conversations made sense, now. Muu never lied, she just stayed quiet. She didn't twist any truths, she just offered different ones. She may have been giving others exactly what they wanted, but she never had to fake parts of herself to do so.
Muu squinted at her. “Don’t you have friends that are just… well… friends?” Yuno’s gaping expression must have gone unnoticed, because she simply laughed. “You’re funny, you know that?”
“Mm…”
The two sat in awkward silence. Well, it was to Yuno. Muu seemed perfectly untouched as she finished her drink.
She stood. “Muu is going to go see what the others are doing.”
“Alright, have fun,” Yuno said distantly. “It was nice talking with you.”
“Oh, was it? I thought it was kinda weird.”
A dry laugh escaped her. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”
Muu made it to the doorway before Yuno blurted. “Hey.” She had one last question, and knew she’d get an honest answer. “Why did the warden forgive you? I heard it was a really tough decision for them.”
“Hmph, I still think they should have forgiven Muu very easily…” She tapped a finger to her lips, thinking cutely. It was a practiced pose of Yuno’s, but she made it look effortless. It probably was. “I guess they finally understood that what I did was to protect myself, and that I was worth it. I mean, you were forgiven too, so you understand.”
She left with a dainty wave. And that’s when Yuno was hit with a second painful realization. Another rare occasion: she was jealous.
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Andrew likes wearing fuzzy socks when it's cold. Neil buys random fuzzy socks anytime he sees them. So Andrew has two feet and a hundred pairs of socks. :))
(Also I'm sorry this isn't great. And I'm sorry you're having a bad night. I hope it is better in the morning friend.)
i’m imagining andrew shoving his besocked feet into equally fuzzy slippers & am at peace on his behalf
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