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[whumptober]

Hi there! Sorry to be a bother, but it would seem the links for the discord server are broken in the main info post. Is there any way it could get updated? I'd love to join the brainstorming community!

Hi,

here you go

#mod pan #asks #whumptober2022 #discord #fluffmonger

[fluffmonger]

A first attempt at learning a new art...

#sumi-e #sumie #ink painting #ink art #japanese art #bamboo #cat #fluffmonger creates

[spindrifters]

Top 5 things that would convince me to get into and start reading sirius/remus. Also what other ships would you want to write about/feel inspired to, but haven't yet

anon this is. this is such a huge weight on my shoulders damn.

for the angst lover: their entire lives and subsequently their relationship are shadowed by the conflict of war. one has a chronic illness that causes vast amounts of physical pain and sees him shunned from mainstream society. the other deprogrammed himself from the abusive cult mentality of his family and was subsequently disowned. they have like 3 years tops together before all their friends die and one of them is framed for the murders. twelve years on, they get a second chance only for that same dude to die after like a year. it's SAD.

for the fluffmonger: personally this isn't my speed but there are a LOT of canon divergent and muggle AUs that just. ignore the above. there's also a lot of canon compliant one shots and slices of life that are just fucking adorable, finding moments of peace and fluff and fun prankster romps in between the Horrors.

for the ambience aficionado: they're gay in the 1970s.

for the porn with feelings consumer: they're both water signs, baby. they have the dampest sex known to man. they're crying, they're coming, they're whispering sweet nothings while doing the filthiest fucking shit to each other.

for the furry: they're literally dogs.

also just. idk have you read prisoner of azkaban?

as for your other question ahhhhh.

tedromeda

maybe dorlene?

idk I don't touch anything outside the mwpp era and beyond wolfstar we're running on limited information. if I'm gonna write something that's basically original characters, I'm probably just going to write it as original fiction.

ask me my top 5 anything

#this was the scariest ask I've ever gotten nonny do you understand the pressure?? #ask game

[awesomefroggy]

The Mighty Nein's MtG Decks

Because apparently my current niche is oddly specific headcanons and also @fluffmonger asked. These are all gonna be commander decks because that's what I play. @qumulox helped too.

Fjord- Galea, Kindler of Hope. Equipment tribal to the max, with all kinds of Hexproof this and Protection from [COLOR] that. He has strong feelings on deck composition and ratios, and he's very meticulous about it. He keeps everything in Dragon Shield sleeves and Boulder boxes color coordinated with the deck's colors, and he's had the one same UltraPro playmat for years and doesn't see why people change them.

Beau- Yuriko, the Tiger's Shadow. Just to be rude as hell. You'd think she'd have a monk deck, but they're too slow and don't pack enough oomph. Beau will claim she just tossed it together, but in reality she spent hours on EDHRec and Reddit pulling together an optimized list. She's got one of the schmancy premuim leather mats that's cobalt blue, but she balances out the bougie by using $3 UltraPro sleeves.

Caleb- Yes. That isn't a card name, Caleb is just 100% your deck brewing buddy who never keeps a deck longer than two meetups and is constantly noodling with something new. Sometimes it's aggressively potent. Sometimes it's trash. Sometimes he makes a Group Huh?? deck just for shits and giggles. But you can always count on him playing on a pristine cat themed playmat, and his Satin Towers are somehow always immediately damaged.

Veth- Grenzo, Dungeon Warden. Full aggressive red/black that is just mean (and she thinks it's funny to use the Goblin Rogue). Flood the board with dudes, and as many sacrifice spells as needed. She throws Treasure mechanics in there for funsies and uses buttons as the tokens. She doesn't sleeve her deck or use a playmat, if only to watch Caleb wince as she riffle shuffles.

Jester- Toski, Bearer of Secrets. Jester has a squirrels deck because of course she does. She also makes decks based on the art, and they're much better than they have any right to be. The sleeves? Custom printed with Traveler art. The playmat? She did her own rendition of the cover of Tusk Love and got that custom printed too. Jester also paints custom card alters.

Molly- Nymris, Oona's Trickster. His whole theme is just stacking his deck and doing card tricks with anything that has Flash. The whole deck is either foil, Secret Lairs, and/or whatever he finds the prettiest, but also he keeps the whole thing in Pokémon sleeves he traded a kid for and he plays on a Vanguard mat that got left behind at a shop. The deck is in a sandwich bag and he never bothered to get a tube for the mat. Side note, Molly is 100% the type of person who has a very nicely proxied Black Lotus in a penny sleeve with a staple through it just to fuck with people.

Caduceus- The Gitrog Monster. This firbolg can play so much Golgari. It's all life, death, the land, pulling things from the graveyard, building from what you sacrifice. Caduceus keeps his cards neatly in nice mint Dragon Shields and a pretty wood and resin box he found on Etsy. He plays on a cloth playmat he found there too.

Kingsley- Zacama, Primal Calamity. Kingsley made a dinosaur deck in Ixalan and was set for life. He also threw a treasure subtheme into his just for giggles. Kingsley picked some anime sleeves for something he'd never heard of before because he thought it was hilarious, and his playmat was swiped from a freebie bag of Playmats Long Lost at a game shop. A habit that goes across souls? Keeping decks in a sandwich bag.

Yasha- Oloro, Ageless Aescetic. It's just a numbers game. Yasha really only plays because her friends do, so she just gains life until she gets bored and starts slamming people with Aetherflux Reservoir. She's got a beautiful mat that is a print of Jester’s flower mural, and she's got awesome lighting bolt sleeves.

Essek- Sen Triplets This man is not here to fuck around. It's just hard control all the way down. He's got a Grand Arbiter Augustin IV in there "because it's synergistic." Listen man. Essek Thelyss is that rude bitch who rolls up with a leather gaming bag, a vermaloc purple heart deck box and a purple leather playmat and custom sleeves and has the nerve to turn his nose up at your UltraPro mat.

#cr meta #Mighty Nein #Oddly specific headcanons #But I do love them #mtg

[tj-crochets]

have you posted any patterns of the bunnies?? sorry if you have, tumblr search sucks lol. I want to make those so bad! or maybe one huge one, and some baby ones, like totoro et al 🤔

I'm guessing you're talking about the round bunnies I made to go with the blankets, and if that's the case the pattern is available here! It's the "chubby bunny" pattern by Fluffmonger on Etsy, and the link I included is to the pattern pack with the bunny, chick, and lamb. Each pattern has two sizes included, the mini version I made and a bigger version (you can also buy just the bunny pattern if you want instead of all three patterns)

If you're asking about my teddy bear style bunny or the grumpy bunnies, I have not shared the patterns for those yet

#ask away! #aearyn #bunny sewing pattern #this is not an affiliate or sponsored link #just a link to the pattern I used to make some bunnies

[dice-crow-hoard]

[Image ID: A 7 piece polyhedral dice set. They are a pale, translucent purple with clear white numbers. They are surrounded by river rocks in various shades of red and white. The background is a blue, nautical themed paper with compass points. /.End ID]

Dice Dungeon - Royal Fortune Purple

via Frosted Sea Glass Dice Kickstarter

Photography by @fluffmonger

#dnd #ttrpg #dnd dice #ttrpg dice #d20 #dice collection #dice hoard #7 piece set #Glamour Shot

[luckthebard]

Just wanted to say, thank you for being such a light in this fandom. I always look forward to reading your meta and liveblogs, and deeply appreciate your open friendliness. Cheers to a New Dawn!

Aw thanks! I appreciate the kind message, this time of year is always a bit of a difficult one for me.

#replies #fluffmonger

[sonofnjobu]

SDS: Snacks

Welcome to Social Distancing Sessions: brought to you by one sentence prompts and my refusal to do actual work from home. 

This one comes from the mind of the BP Librarian herself, @chaneajoyyy​.

1151 words.

Reader is Black. If you enjoy my writing, please comment and reblog.

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“I don’t trust the government,” you mused as you scrolled on your phone. Your timeline was littered with hastily written articles on the novel coronavirus. Your eyebrows knit together in irritation when you came across a White House press conference where they assured the American people that they “had it all under control” while dodging every legitimate question from the reporters present. 

“Yeah, well, you shouldn’t,” Erik Stevens confirmed, kissing your bare shoulder as punctuation. “Only trust your gut.”

Your gut had told you that this was going to be a bigger deal than officials let on. Even your limited medical knowledge was enough of a warning that this untamed virus would spread fast with the American healthcare system woefully unprepared to handle it. And if there was one thing you could always count on, it was that American people were too fucking stubborn and frankly stupid to take any legitimate steps to stop the spread.

You were in an incredibly lucky position that you could work from home before it was mandated. You had elected to do just that. You’d marched to the grocery store a week early and calmly stocked up on groceries; things you could freeze or had a long shelf life, along with your usual items. Your boyfriend Erik had tagged along, an amused smirk on his face the entire time.

“Look at my little survivalist! Going for the sardines,” he’d jested.

“You make fun of me for liking these, but now is my moment!” you’d declared. You felt no guilt while cleaning out the shelf full of salty, canned fish. No one buys them anyways. At least you weren’t losing your mind over toilet paper. One pack would do unless something with the sardines went horribly wrong.

Erik had insisted that you buy some “normal” snacks that wouldn’t stink up the house, and you’d agreed. Sometimes you just need some Oreos or cheesy puffs.

It had been eight days since that final grocery trip and things were going well in your apartment. Erik and you got along famously and had thus far avoided cabin fever. Between work meetings on Skype, daily walks, dance offs, Netflix, and fantastic sex, you were set. The two of you were coming down from the height of ecstasy when your current conversation over mistrust of the government began.

“Is it sick that seeing Trumplestiltskin’s orange face makes me want Cheetos?” you turned to ask Erik. He cringed at the name.

“I would've never enlisted if I knew that blimp of a man would have been elected,�� he groaned.

You slid your naked body out from the sex soaked sheets and padded to the kitchen on the hunt for snacks. You grabbed your salty indulgence of choice and opened the bag to find it empty. 

“What the hell?” you murmured. You tried to remember if you had already eaten them already, searching through your memory of the last few days, but came up with nothing. Other than initially opening them, you definitely had not eaten the rest of the Cheetos. 

In a quarantine situation, that left no other culprit than Erik.

You stormed back in to the bedroom, gripping the emptied bag in your hand. You didn’t fuck around about your snacks. This nigga had the audacity to eat them and put the empty bag back on the counter. You were going to let him have it.

Erik giggled at his phone screen, not noticing the anger on your face.

“Babe, did you see that people are saying they’re making everyone stay inside so they can replace the batteries in pigeons? And that the 5G networks are what’s actually making people sick?”

“What the fuck, Erik?” you announced.

“I know!” he guffawed, not looking up. “These conspiracy theories are sending me.”

“You ate my snacks?” you accused him, finally getting Erik’s attention. “That’s not cool. We both bought our own stuff.”

Erik looked up at you in confusion. You’d given him no warning that you were ready to fight.

“Uh… no.”

“Nah. You did. I bet you’re hiding shit too!” You stomped back in to the kitchen, determined to find proof. Erik followed you, unsure of what you were on about.

You began to open the cupboards one by one, slamming them closed when you didn’t come across any hidden Takis or Chessman cookies.

 “Mind telling me what this is about?” Erik inquired, leaning against the bedroom doorframe.

“This!” you rounded on him, shoving the empty Cheetos bag in his hands. “I can’t believe this!” 

Erik inspected the bag carefully as you ranted about trust and rationing. His eyebrows lifted as he found the problem.

“Uh, babe,” he interjected coolly. 

“WHAT?” you yelled, just reaching the precipice of your rant.

Erik turned the bag upside down and pointed at a small hole at the bottom. You looked at it closely. It wasn’t a rip or a tear. It had been chewed through. 

“You have a mouse.”

You shrieked and pulled back.

“Oh my god! Oh my god! What do we do?”

Your cat had been spending a lot of time in the kitchen, staring at the stove, but you figured it was one of those weird things cats just do. You’d never seen or heard any evidence of mice. You kept your apartment clean. You definitely didn’t want exterminators coming in when you were trying to socially distance yourself. This timing couldn’t be any worse.

You looked to your cat, now camped at the foot of the bed.

“You knew about this and didn’t say anything?!”

Erik braced the edges of the stove and pulled. The unit detached from the wall easily and Erik bent down. He illuminated the wall with his phone and hummed to himself.

“Mice really are some smart motherfuckers. Looks like they haven’t been here long, but they sure like Cheetos.” 

You gagged. 

Erik stood and turned to you.

“I can have my buddy here to handle this in an hour. In the meantime, let’s check the rest of our provisions.” 

You nodded, itching to pick up your cleaning products.

“Isn’t there something you’d like to say to me?” Erik probed as the two of your sorted through your bounty. You looked at him quizzically.

“Something that begins with ‘I’m sorry, Erik…’?” he said languidly.

You scoffed. 

“I’m sorry, Erik. I shouldn’t have yelled at you. You didn’t eat my Cheetos,” you apologized lowly, guilt in your voice. You pushed out your lower lip, silently trying to convince him that you couldn’t be held accountable for your actions when it came to food.

He chuckled, gold fanged teeth flashing. He reached forward to hug you, having already received a confirmation text from his exterminator friend.

“I can’t say the Teddy Grahams are safe though,” he joked, eliciting a small slap on the pectoral from you.

“If someone’s going to be in this house, I need to put on clothes!” you yelped. “And a mask!”

Erik rolled his eyes.

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[Masterlist]

#Erik Killmonger #Killmonger #Black panther fanfiction #Black panther #Erik Stevens #N'Jadak Udaku #Social distancing #social distancing sessions #fluffmonger #fluff #quarantine #Killmonger fanfiction #Erik Killmonger fanfiction #Erik Killmonger x reader #Erik x reader #Killmonger x reader #Black!reader #Erik Stevens x reader #Erik Stevens fanfiction

[creacherkeeper]

Consider: Crowley with a cat. He isn't entirely certain when he acquired it, or rather, when it acquired him. But it is here now, and they've been engaging in a battle of wots and household dominance for quite a while now, and to not put up with it would be.... Wrong. At night when the cat this ks he's sleeping, it sits upon him and purrs, and when it sleeps he pets it softly. When he's gone, it glares at the plants for him. Also, it's hilarious when it threatens the other demons.

#good omens #fluffmonger

[fluffmonger]

Hey y'all, the fluff himself here! I know everyone is facing hard times right now, and money is tight for many, but I'm in the middle of a job search right now, and settling into a new home.

If you appreciate my posts, and maybe want to see more original stuff, you can support me on Kofi! I'm hoping to start genuinely building a creative business, and make income on my own terms, but I can't get started for real without y'know. Living,and also having money to invest in my efforts.

It's not required but any amount would be appreciated. Thanks y'all.

#fluffmonger #fluff personal #donation post #kofi #ko fi promo #ko fi donations #im hoping to expand on my dnd/pathfinder original setting #and possibly write up some adventures? #or maybe even toy with hacking ither systems #plus my stitchcrafting stuff! #if yall need other tags for stuff let me know #i know its stressful rn for everyone

[queerpontmercy]

If you're interested in A Choir of Lies I defs reccomend picking up A Conspiracy of Truths first. The plot to it basically goes, an old man put on trial facilitates the crumbling of an entire nation's political structure for want of creature comforts, and it's narrated as a story around a campfire. There's disaster gay apprentice and openly happily polyam families and it's marvelous writing.

that sounds wonderful! i’m gonna see if overdrive has it

#fluffmonger

[pinsandweevils]

1 and/or 40 for the clothing asks?

1.) ...to a fae gathering?

(La Belle Dame Sans Merci, 1901.)

2.) ...to a tea party?

(From a Victorian tea this summer!)

#asks #fluffmonger

[callibop]

In a way I can’t return royai?

I’m sorry this took so long! Hope you like it!

A Way You Can’t Return 

Read on Ao3: Here

Riza wiped the tears from her eyes. It was stupid of her to think that Roy Mustang would ever show an interest in her. She was odd, a strange girl too interested in learning. Worse still, her father was his teacher. Of course that would complicate things.

“I’m… flattered you think of me that way, but I can’t accept it. I’m sorry.”

He’d been quite the gentleman as he’d turned her down, giving her a friendly pat on the shoulder and the promise that “we can still be friends, of course,” but that hadn’t made it sting any less.

What made her any different from the others girls in town? He didn’t seem to have any problem flirting with them, taking them on dates… Why was she the one who was turned away? She was fifteen. It wasn’t that much of a gap. He was barely two years older than she was.

“Why not? What do they have that I don’t?”

“You’re just a kid, Riza…”

“I’m old enough to know that I like you! A-and… A-and I thought you liked me…”

“I do like you, but… you’re like my sister. Besides, your father would kill me.”

She’d run away after that, unable to face him. And now she was sitting on her back porch, wiping the tears away and hoping that she could go back in and pretend like nothing had happened.

“Hey.”

She flinched at the sound of his voice. She hadn’t heard the door open.

“Riza… I’m sorry. I just… I can’t.”

“It’s fine,” she replied, voice heavy with a new barrage of tears. “I don’t wanna talk about it anymore. Forget I said anything, okay?”

She heard his sigh. “Can I do anything to help you?”

“No. I’m fine. I promise.”

“Okay. I… There’s tea for you on the counter. Don’t stay out too late, or you’ll get sick.”  

And just like that, Roy Mustang was gone, leaving Riza alone on the porch steps. She took a deep breath, and let the tears fall again. It would be a long time before Riza was ready to face him again

#fullmetal alchemist #Royai #Riza Hawkeye #Roy Mustang #fanfiction #requests #sorry this took so long! #fluffmonger

[christinealtomare]

I'm not sure if this means much considering I'm very new to the Anastasia fandom, but you've never seemed to come off as scaring people away to me. Really, your posts have helped me get even deeper into the fandom, and discover the wonderfulness that is the casts' instagrams! Here's hoping the negativity blows over soon

Are you kidding? This means everything! ❤ Thank you SO much for your kind words! This is literally one of the sweetest messages ever and means the world to me ❤❤❤ :’) Thank you so, so much! ❤

#answered #nice things #fluffmonger

[somecunttookmyurl]

The whole lorax thing was the animated movie made the onceler some skinny hipster white dude, but with a lack of other "shippable" characters the fandom... Went wonky, made about 1000 alternate versions and then shipped them all with themselves. Bad times...

Yikes

#fluffmonger

[areyousanta]

fluffmonger replied to your photo “I am impulsive and did a thing”

I love the colour!!! It looks fantastic

ASDKFJADKLJ Thank you <333

#fluffmonger #<3333