I Am All Of These

You know what I could use a pick-me-up soon

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.

Oh, maybe a moor?

Love your work! ❤️❤️❤️

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?

Hi,

Considering the fact that there are a number of people who's names are Ren irl and on Tumblr, I'm gonna attempt to make things easier on you if you want to remember my name.

You can call me Sloth.

This is the first time I'm posting a fanfic on here, and it's currently 1:06 AM as I'm writing this, but if I didn't write this now I never would, so here it is.

(I'm posting this after I wake up tomorrow hah.)

There are no warnings that I could think of writing down other than the fact that this contains major fluff and a Soft Eel TM, which I hope you enjoy reading about.

I apologize for any grammar mistakes and my mediocre writing.

Enjoy ♡

— Sloth

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Floyd x reader / Mc

Your Heartbeat.

"Floyd?" You asked.

"Go away Shrimpy." Floyd's arms squeezed tighter around his legs as if trying to make himself as small as possible. Which was pretty hard considering that he's practically a giant.

Jade and Azul had called you over not long ago, saying that Floyd had fallen into a particularly foul mood and wouldn't move from his spot on the floor. You weren't sure why Floyd was in such a bad mood, and you're pretty sure that Azul and his brother didn't know either. They said that they had tried pretty much everything to cheer him up again, but nothing seemed to be working. And as a final resort, they called you.

So here you were, sitting in front of a fussy eel that tried to bite anyone who got too close. You weren't entirely sure what to do, you had gotten him out of a few bad moods before, but none of them resulted in him being so... sad. It just wasn't like him, so you made it your intention to fix that.

"Sorry Floyd, but I'm not leaving until I can get you to smile again." You said matter-of-factly. You took a seat next to him with maybe a meter of distance between the two of you. Floyd's only response was to shuffle away from you as much as he could in his position, which wasn't by much.

"No." You couldn't help but sigh, your head shaking side to side in exasperation. You wanted to ask why he was in such a bad mood, but you knew better than to make him think about it any more than he already was. That would only make things worse. Not to mention the fact that he probably wouldn't even say anything.

You pressed your lips into a thin line, trying to think of a way to get him out of this. Offering to go prank someone (namely Riddle) was already tried, so that was out of the question. Jade offered to go squeeze someone, or some people, that didn't work. Hell, Azul even said he'd let Floyd off of work for a while! That didn't work either, Floyd just continued to sit there, practically swatting at anything he deemed to close.

...To close?

You suddenly realized that, while yes there was some distance between you, you were in fact sitting next to him—within arms reach!—and he wasn't pushing you away.

An idea popped into your head. Maybe it wasn't the best idea but it was all you could think of at that moment, so it was at least worth a try. You shifted to where you were sitting with your legs folded underneath you, facing him with your hands resting in your lap.

Really, it wasn't the greatest of ideas. You'd more than likely think of something much better if you really wanted to, but this felt worth it somehow, so you're going with it.

"Floyd, can I hug you?" You asked softly, almost afraid to break the silence.

He didn't move at first, showing no sign of even hearing you. But after a few seconds, he tilted his head to look at you, moving it just enough to see you with an eye peeking over his arms. From that little movement, you could see that his eyebrows were tilted upwards, furrowed with an expression of anger and frustration.

"...Why?" He asked.

You were tempted to answer honestly, wanting to say that it was the only thing you could think of doing at the time, but decided against it. "Because, you always like squeezes, don't you?" That was almost what you wanted to say, but this should receive a better reaction... hopefully.

He didn't move, only continued to stare into your eyes with an emotion you couldn't quite decipher. Taking that as a good sign, despite it seeming bleak, you moved closer by a small amount. Thankfully, he didn't move away.

"Can you move your arms? It's kinda hard to hug you when you're sitting like that." Once again, he didn't move at first but eventually lifted his head to rest his chin on his arms. He continued to look at you, his eyebrows were no longer furrowed, curiosity shining vaguely in his eyes.

'Not quite what I wanted, but it will do.' You thought, smiling at the fact that he was at least doing something.

With no second thoughts, you lifted yourself onto your knees and wrapped your arms around his head. You felt him stiffen, clearly not expecting you to move that much closer. Gently, you pressed his ear onto your chest, right over where your heart was, allowing him to hear the sound of it beating. It only took a few seconds, but within that time he slowly relaxed his muscles and moved his arms to loosely hang around your waist. You rested your cheek on his head, nuzzling into his surprisingly soft hair.

This wasn't like a normal hug, or 'squeeze', from Floyd, this was a hug from you. A hug where you held him gently with no other intent than to simply hold him. Not to squeeze and play, not to give a threat to someone, simply a way to hold and comfort.

Nearly five minutes had passed, at some point within that time you sat back down, Floyd still leaning into your chest. You hadn't let go, and neither did he. No more words were spoken after that, and as more time passed the two of you settled into a more comfortable position on the floor with Floyd continuing to lay on your chest. His arms stayed looped around your waist, silently telling you that you weren't going anywhere. Not that you minded.

Thirty minutes passed since you were left alone there with Floyd, and Jade and Azul had finally come back, only to find you running your fingers through a sleeping Floyd's hair.

"Wha–" Azul wanted to say something, but you lifted a hand to your mouth and placed a finger over your lips, signifying for him and Jade to stay quiet.

Jade let out an airy chuckle before speaking quietly. "My my, perfect, you never cease to do the most unexpected things." It almost sounded fake, but something in you told you that the praise was real.

And Jade didn't show it, but he was actually quite impressed—amazed even—that you got Floyd to fall asleep in your arms. The two of them rarely let their guard down, but judging by the content look on his brother's sleeping face, he dared to say that Floyd felt safe in the Perfect's arms.

Truly, what an unexpected person you are, Perfect.

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What did I just write? I have no clue, I was going for full-on fluff here, but it's past midnight and I'm tired. I am not a hundred percent sure if this is even legible, but I felt that I needed to write this, so I did.

For those who are wondering what Floyd got upset over, I'm not entirely sure but I imagined that it was something about You/Yuu/Shrimpy going back to their/your world, and Floyd not wanting them/you to go.

Once again, I apologize for any grammar mistakes and my mediocre writing. Oh and any apparent Ooc'ness.

Nonetheless, I hope you enjoyed this thousand-word fanfic dedicated to one Soft Eel. (Hopefully, I'll write a Soft Eel story for Jade soon, but that depends on my writing motivation.)

Anyway, goodnight.

Not taking any chances

oh damn, I'm almost maxed out on received boops! we'll see if it is by the end of the day lol

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

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?)

I match you with 𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭

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 so happy you guys seem to enjoy this au so have some more <3

Im so sorry but I NEED to hear more about ‚toxic positivity and other Problems‘??? Please???

Okay okay okay, so:

If Cross lands first, you'll have a very grumpy, very powerful, but ultimately harmless skeleton to heal up. He may lash out at first, until he realizes where he is. If Dream lands first, everyone has a much better time, he even introduces himself, thanks you for the help, and leaves before he really should.

When they come back because it both of them the second time, either Cross brings you Dream, because there's no other option and you helped him once, or Dream brings you Cross, because you're unaffiliated and helped him before.

It's then Dream really notices your Soul's...extra-ness. Cross likes it, at least when you're happy, because he's low-key addicted to Dream's positivity, and you just amplify that. Dream likes it, because he gets a good boost of power...when you're happy. Congrats, you're a stat-booster now. Welcome to the Multiverse War.