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bones-of-a-rabbit · 4 months
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Ghosties AU Eclipse, a spirit guardian of the forest, wanting to ghost-marry you and also having always wanted to be a parent: Hmmm. I wish to be closer with my human beloved. If we were to parent children together, that would certainly work,, but. Where do babies come from.............................. AH I KNOW
Eclipse: *makes two small baby-shaped husks out of pieces of the forest, kisses u, then kisses life into the two baby-shaped husks*
Eclipse: My love!!! Look!!! We have made babies together!!! <3<3<3
Witch Reader, who was not informed about any of this, now holding two tiny infants: HWHAT
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Mushroom and Acorn babies for all ur forest-spirit-infant needs <3
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talkbycolor · 5 months
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me and my husband
A/N; wholesome old fashioned marriage in 1950, ITS 5AM I DIDNT SEELP ALL NITH
Pairing; "Mychael" x AFAB!Reader
CW; fluff / this is a what if MC stayed willingly on the forest, forgetting about the cat, his job and everything / reader is called wife and wears dresses but that doesnt mean its a woman (to my transmasc fellas (probably only me)) / this made me feel like inside a disney old movie / mawar, sansuyu and primrose are kinda like their babies / cute implied sex
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The morning was as beautiful and warm as your heart, the sun's rays came through the windows while you combed your hair in front of the mirror, you could hear the morning song of the birds echoing from outside, the aroma of the forest was fresh, like a delicious mint tea in the morning, ready to brighten your day.
"Honey, Mychael, are you awake?" You asked as you looked at the green-tinted body next to you, the non-human boy only letting out a few muffled sounds, trying to sweep the dream away from himself.
"Good morning, firefly" Mychael said in a lazy tone, he opened two of his four eyes before leaning down to kiss your lips, morning breath was not a problem when it came to showing how much he loved you.
"I'm going to make breakfast, can you feed the girls?" Even though it was a question you were already standing up to put on a coat and head to the kitchen.
Mychael imitated you by standing up and putting on a coat, it would soon be winter and the weather was already starting to change, but that was okay! It meant you could be the little spoon when giving yourself nightly cuddles with your husband.
Ah, husband, that word sounded so nice.
Not long ago you told Mychael about what marriage was and the emotional meaning it carried, how that made you "officially" a family, so to speak.
Your wedding was in the garden, Marmar, Sunny and Rosie were present of course, Mychael walked you back to the city to get a beautiful white suit and veil, you looked so beautiful that day, Mychael made sure to repeat it every second and make you feel like the most esteemed jewel in the world.
You could still remember how your mother told you things about maturity, how sweet life would be once you found your loved one and shared a life together until death do you part.
Mychael was that, your loved one, a boy with a heart of gold who only loved you.
And to his three girls, of course, Mawar, Sansuyu and Primrose, since that day, every moment has felt so fresh and pure, like tasting paradise, swimming in clouds, sobbing stars.
And Michael? Oh, it was so adorable to see how he did anything for your comfort, you were his beloved pearl, his old-fashioned lover who loved naps by the fireplace and telling stories about his life.
If chickens could talk, they would say that you look at Mychael with radiant love in your eyes and he does the same.
While you were washing the vegetables for breakfast you heard Mychael entering back into the cabin after feeding the chickens and checking the crops. He approached humming a song, the same one he played for you for the first time on his kalimba, his hands wandering. over his hips and moved playfully from side to side, inviting you to dance with him.
"Come on sweetie, don't you want to dance with your husband for a moment?" He whispered in your ear, his hands took yours to force you to stop working and turn to look at him.
Yes, he didn't look human but that doesn't mean he wasn't attractive.
Your hand went up to caress the strange mushroom-patterned horn on his head, causing your husband to purr, it was so cute to see him so comfortable next to you, with you, with the life they had.
You left your job behind, his old home, but you wouldn't change anything you have now, a quiet and domestic life was all you needed.
Both bodies moved through the kitchen, spinning to the rhythm of Mychael's humming, the home was so cozy that the cold seemed nonexistent.
Despite still being a little numb from just waking up, you interrupted his humming to sing, it's not like you had the best voice and it was actually kind of embarrassing, but when you're in love, who doesn't do the cheesiest things? You laughed a little at how happy it made you to dance alongside your husband.
"Hey, hey, hey, lover… you don't have to be a star, hey, hey, hey, lover… I love you just the way you are" Your cheeks burned with grief but that didn't stop you from smiling, Mychael leaned in to gather his forehead with yours as he enjoyed the moment with you.
Being with you made him the happiest man in the world.
"My wife is so sweet, you make me so happy, firefly" he whispered as one pair of eyes watched you, the other pair was closed as he savored the dance with you, he pulled your hips to cling to his body even more. "My beautiful wife, my beloved is so alluring, so charming, so wonderful, stunning, breathtaking" Receiving compliments from your man was always so pleasant, if you could purr like him you surely would.
"You look so alluring wearing that flowery apron" He commented with a mischievous smile, Mychael was a bit cocky by nature and loved to tease you.
He knew you liked that.
You both cooed at each other for a long time until your stomach growled, demanding food, you couldn't ignore the routine anymore so you both got to work on breakfast.
It was such a complete love, such a full life, such a happy heart.
After having breakfast you made sure to take good care of Marmar, Sunny and Rosie, that the field was in perfect condition, and clean the cabin. Mychael had gone out to bring a few things that were missing from the home, such as more firewood, meat for dinner and some pipes to install the drainage system in the bathroom, it was almost ready.
Not every day was the same, sometimes they had time to spare and they would settle down together in front of the fireplace, go for a walk through the most relaxing areas of the forest, or cuddle the chickens.
"Honey, wifey" Your husband's voice rang, he was knitting new wool sweaters since it would soon be winter. You walked over to your husband to snuggle up next to him, the atmosphere making your eyes feel heavy.
"Tired, firefly?" Mychael asked, just watching you pout and bat your eyelashes was enough to have the green-skinned boy carrying you bridal style to the bedroom, it always worked so you didn't help but let out a malicious giggle.
Things in bed were also fun, you were both passionate and loved each other intensely.
"I love you so much, Mychael, I want you to lull me, drown me, crush me…" You asked him in a whisper despite being the only ones in the cabin, the warm atmosphere of the home protected them, You were in the dark, the sounds of the forest setting their act of love. "My husband is so good, he knows how to make me feel so good, so desired" You confessed to him with a blush on your cheeks, saying what you felt so openly (maybe even a little bold) was still something that made you nervous.
"Thank you for coming into my life, dear" The seriousness with which he said those words carried so much feeling, he gave you a sad smile, you knew that Mychael was alone before he met you… very, very alone. "You always fill my heart with so much joy, knowing that you are mine... I feel so loved and… I want to make you feel loved, I am completely devoted to you, firefly, your wishes are my commands"
You were both sighing under the sheets, exhausted by their recent act, bodies so close together that they seemed to melt into each other as they enjoyed the other's heat.
"I love you"
"I love you"
You both laughed, sharing a loving kiss before falling asleep.
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mymelloii · 1 month
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Mushroom Oasis Mycheal x !Sick Reader Oneshot
---Mushroom Oasis is a 16+ VN---
CW: Hypnotism (non maliciously)
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For the past three days, you've been grappling with what you and many others attribute to "allergies" brought on by the changing season. However, this term was entirely foreign to your partner, Mycheal. Explaining it proved challenging. "So, you get sick whenever you're near flowers and fungi?" he asked, his expression a mix of confusion and concern. "Uh, something like that. But don't worry, it's usually mild and doesn't compare to actual sickness," you reassured him.
Little did you know, this wasn't just your typical seasonal allergy. What initially presented as a stuffy nose gradually escalated into cold sweats and feverish temperatures. The morning you woke with these symptoms, you noticed the early hour—it was precisely 6 AM. Early for you, but not for Mycheal, who was already outside tending to his chickens. When you attempted to call out to him, only a hoarse whisper escaped your throat: "Mycheal."
Your throat somehow managed to be painfully dry while also feeling congested. and despite a heightened temperature, your body shook uncontrollably, as if encased in ice. Wrapping yourself in the handmade blanket Mycheal had crafted for you, you struggled to rise from the bed. "My—" Your body betrayed you, giving way before you could finish speaking, leaving you sprawled on the cold hardwood floor. Fortunately, Mycheal heard the fall and rushed inside to assist.
"Firefly!" Mycheal exclaimed, hurrying to your side and cradling you gently. "What happened?" he inquired, his brow furrowed with worry. "Everything hurts," you murmured, your voice barely audible. Concern etched across his face, Mycheal placed a hand on your feverish skin, "You're sick." He carefully lifted you back onto the bed, ensuring not to exacerbate your discomfort. "I'll fetch you some cold water, okay?" he offered, gripping your hand gently. "Please," you whispered.
"I'll be right back." He hurriedly rushed into the kitchen, rummaging through the shared collection of cups and bowls- selecting one he had crafted. Though during all of this he tried to stay calm, you could hear the anxiety in his steps as he came near. Upon returning, he draped his arm around you for support, offering the cup to quench your thirst. You drank every last drop, as though you were stranded in the desert for days on end. "Feel better?" You looked at him miserably with tears threating to fall. Although your thirst was quenched it only highlighted the rest of your pain.
"Firefly..." Mycheal set the empty cup aside, enveloping you in a comforting embrace. "It's going to be okay. I'll take care of you." Overwhelmed, you began to cry softly, lamenting, "Everything hurts, and I can't do anything about it." Mycheal kissed your clammy forehead, rocking you gently. "Look at me," he implored, locking eyes with you. "Everything is going to be okay, you just need to calm down." The area around you suddenly became still, yet calm- almost as if he was lulling you with his voice. "But in order to get better, you're gonna need some rest." He said in a hushed tone, stroking your hair as he did. You could feel him setting you down back onto the bed as sleep quickly overtook you.
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It felt like mere moments before I was roused from sleep by Mycheal's return. As he entered with grocery bags in hand, I groaned, feeling utterly wretched. He smiled weakly, brushing hair from my face. "Don't worry, I got some medicine and a book on treating human sicknesses." His reassurance brought a small smile to my lips as he tenderly kissed my flushed cheek. "Let me prepare it for you, alright?" I nodded faintly, allowing him to step away momentarily.
He returned with water, a cold compress, and medicine in hand. Two pills—one white, the other translucent orange. Watching me closely as I sat up, he reassured, "This will make you feel much better, I promise." Trusting him, I swallowed the medicine with water. He smiled, guiding me back to bed and placing the cool cloth on my forehead. "I know it's cold, but it'll help with the fever," he explained, sitting beside me and ensuring I was comfortably tucked in the plush covers. "You haven't eaten yet, have you?" Mycheal's concern was evident as he observed me. I shook my head weakly, lacking the energy to eat. His expression softened. "Firefly, if you want to get better, you have to eat." His gentle plea persuaded me, and I relented, nodding in agreement.
He smiled, disappearing into the kitchen. As I lay there, the aroma of soup filled the air, comforting and familiar. Moments later, he returned with a tray containing my favorite soup and tea. Despite my feeble attempt to sit up, he gently coaxed me back down. "Let me take care of you today, if that's okay?" he requested, a blush tinting his cheeks. I nodded, curious to see his plan.
He spoon-fed me, blowing on each spoonful to cool it before offering it to me. The warmth of the soup was soothing against my aching throat, and I drank the tea eagerly. Afterward, as he attempted to tend dishes, I reached for his arm-grabbing his arm. "Stay, please," I implored, unable to bear the thought of being alone. With a tender smile, he settled beside me, pulling me close and wrapping his tail around me. "I'm here..." He whispered, "And I won't leave your side... ever." If you were in the right state of mind maybe you could have heard the tinge of possessiveness in his tone-but to you it only sounded like sweet nothingness. Closing your eyes you could feel him rub your back as you fell back into slumber.
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I hope you liked it °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖° tysm for the support and such. Mycheal is from a VN called Mushroon Oasis created by deerspherestudios.
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draguuula · 1 year
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PLAYING WITH YOUR FOOD.
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synopsis: mc is a little - just a tad bit - down bad for mychael over their impromptu dinner date. all silly fluff and crack here, maybe spoilers? for a lot of game dialogue used, and a bit of swearing. whoopsie 🤭
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"mychael...? is that... yours?"
"i-i..."
the man burrows his head in his hands as he shamefully lowers his gaze while you stare at his tail, the slender limb firmly wrapped around the mug. you can feel the atmosphere in the room change, too, if the tension wasn't already thick enough to cut through with a knife.
"i'm sorry, mc, i think...
"i think it's time i was honest."
as he lifted his head and carded his hair back, you saw his eyes, yellow gleaming despite a shadow downcast over them. you froze as they stared directly at you before swiftly averting your gaze.
you were in awe. you had to fight the urge to have your giddy smile spread over your face with excitement, yet you didn't think you could stop your eyes from sparkling.
as if sensing your heartrate pick up, mychael stuttered out his next words. through your own burning gaze, you could see his throat bob up and down when he gulped.
"i-i know it's a lot to take in, but... this is the real me...
"please... please don't be scared."
he carefully picked and said his words with such utter desperation you felt your heart clench and you grit your teeth, having to stop yourself from bombarding this little forest guy with reassurance.
god, he was so cute.
he tensed even more so than he already was as he saw your jaw clench, trembling slightly while he prepared for the worst reaction from you. it was almost unfair how he waited with baited breath as you nearly passed out from trying not to bounce off the walls with excitement.
i mean, could he blame you? maybe. you were excited just first seeing his rather unusual appearance too when you awoke, but the sheer shock of being in an unfamiliar place and not finding your cat made you a bit... prickly, earlier.
you winced at the memory, and mychael grimaced at the idea of you being disgusted by him. of course, you noticed this only after sensing his gaze on you, awkwardly clenching the kitchen utensils in hand.
"mychael... i..."
you placed them down, a hand over your eyes while you lower lip trembled.
"i...
"i'm not scared.
"honestly, i think you're really fucking pretty."
...
the silence was loud.
"oh. excuse me. that was rude. are you comfortable with swearing? i sure hope so..."
he was going to sputter, but no words came out. instead, his eyes blew wide open and his pupils dilated significantly. like a cat's... you noted.
he clearly stared at you dumbfounded as his face slowly grew blue, silently waiting for an explanation behind your thought process. he couldn't believe what he was hearing. you merely chuckled at his awe. and the cute way his ears lowered and pulled back, by extension.
"o-okay, maybe i came off a little too strongly," you cleared your throat awkwardly, nervously tugging at your collar with a laugh, "aha, maybe i'm a little scared, but-"
"ah! s-sorry." he apologized.
of course he apologized... you thought, just when you were about to say you were scared by how damn alluring and attractive he was because... damn, had you never seen a guy so otherworldly.
you went to sigh at your messed up rizz, but paused midway of doing so as he grabbed a plate, hiding behind it. you blinked at his "hidden" figure with a blank face, opening your mouth to say something but deciding against it as that same mouth already made him panic just now.
"would it help if i just... hide it? i-i could fix my hair like before... if that's what you prefer."
you sat there with tears stinging your eyes mentally. or maybe a singular tear really did slip out as you watched him hunch over to make himself seem less intimidating... he was just too damn adorable.
you finally let out a sigh, a crooked yet bashful smile appearing on your face.
"hey... mychael?"
he flinched in place as your fingertip made contact with his flushed green skin, and you delighted in seeing faint hints of blue decorating his adorable, elongated ears up close. he muffled a response to you from behind his glass shield. you shook your head at his antics.
"...can... you put that down?"
he went silent with the shyest look on his face as he slowly peeked over the plate, all four eyes looking at the floor instead of you.
"...c-can you look at me...?"
he finally glanced at you. you felt that stupid, silly grin of yours take over your face against your will, warmly smiling at him as you got a proper look over his features.
"hi, there."
with just those words alone, his face was almost fully taken over by a shade of blue, much to your amusement. it only served to make you giggle at his shy cuteness while he blushed harder.
"d-don't look at me like that..."
"look at you like what? i'm not doing anything..." you tease, feeling your own face heat up and paint your cheeks a darker hue.
"mc, p-please..." he groaned, on the borderline of hiding his face in his hands again before you apologized, not wanting him to pull himself away from your stare anymore... even if it flustered you, too.
you plucked the mug from his tail as he stared at you, bewildered once more. you stared into the mixture while moving the mug in a circular rotation to watch it swirl, about to compliment his natural affinity for his handiwork in the kitchen before he fidgeted.
"a-are you really... okay with this? with me?"
you noted how his voice seemed small as he questioned you, the blue pigment having seemingly never left his skin. the corners of your lips twitched upwards lazily while you had your own blush dusting your cheeks, now being the one to glance away.
"i said it before, and i'll say it again... you're really pretty, mychael. i think... i think you're really attractive, if i'm gonna be honest..."
he watched as you squeezed your own eyes shut and took notice of your flushed skin, his lips pressed together nervously. he twiddled his fingers together, fidgeting again. "...y-you think i'm attractive?"
your hum in response didn't help his own blush out as his head spun watching you genuinely - genuinely, of all things, get embarrassed and now be the one to bury your head in your hands.
"oh."
he could probably cook something with the heat rushing to his face. yet, he found a silly smile make its way to his lips while his eyes gleamed with happiness.
"oh...!"
what a hell of a first date.
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iicheeze · 1 year
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THAT TIME I GOT REINCARNATED AS A MUSHROOM MAIDEN
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SUMMARY || Congratulations, you're dead! You got hit by Taxi - kun and died from blood loss. Now, you're awoken at a dark cave that was only lit by a single, huge mushroom in the center. As many cute little.. mushrooms? surround you. Hold on, was your head always this heavy?
PAIRINGS || Genshin Impact Cast x Female Implied Reader
TW || mention of death, blood, isekai story shit that im sure yall know 💀, cussing.
TAGLIST || @raidenmylove @kokomisimpppp @glxssynarvi @iruiji @4leyvn3 @klementime @ayoharuko @lemonp1netree @fauxizs (BOLD MEANS I CAN'T TAG YOU, TAGLIST OPEN!!!)
TTIGRAAMM Masterlist (thats how lazy i am to re-type the title 💀)
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PROLOGUE — Truck - kun? No, no. Taxi - kun.
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Gasps and screams were heard as the blood splattered all over the once-crowded streets, the taxi that hit the person leaving tire marks near the now-dead body.
Who died, you ask?
You, obviously.
You were just trying to get home after a tiresome day of work. Your boss made you do overtime, the other staff lending their works to you with the reason of them already having plans.
Your boyfriend isn't doing any better comforting your shitty situation. He's probably banging another chick at YOUR apartment right now.
You never had any friends as many of them either forgot you existed, doesn't like you, uses you for their benefits, or just plays with your entire being.
A pet? You only consider it as a waste of money.
Family? Please. Your parents were emotionally unavailable when you were a child until now. Your siblings treat you like a stranger.
Your neighbors only consider as you as the intimidating workaholic of the apartment complex.
Even children avoid you, what the fuck.
You have absolutely zero rizz not even the mosquitoes would wanna have babies from your blood.
The only person you have is yourself.
Who cares, though. Your dead now.
What a shitty ass life you've been through.
So shitty and pathetic even the Gods of another world looked down upon you.
You seriously, seriously, deserve another chance.
So obviously, you'll be reborn in their world.
As what?
A mushroom maiden, obviously. That's what it says in the title. 😒
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AUTHOR'S NOTE || I KNOW THIS SHIT SHORT ASF BUT THIS IS JUST A PROLOGUE OKAY 😭 i hope u enjoyed tho 🧍‍♀️
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fancifulflora · 4 months
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Something New: Soda (Mychael x Reader)
I now am writing for a new character! He just gives me so much serotonin I had to crawl out of my cave to throw something down. The character for those who don't know, is Mychael from Mushroom Oasis. A VN by Deersphere Studios if i remember correctly
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Mychael stared down at the aluminum can with vague recognition, the tip of his tail swinging back and forth as he lowered his head down to be eye level with the drink.
It was really shiny. Colorful too.
"I picked up something from the store for you," you did your best to explain as you unpacked your groceries, fighting back a smile as you watched him cautiously wrapped his tail around the soda and lifted it for closer inspection. "You do know what soda is right?"
"A little... I've seen it on the sides of roads. Although not like this..." He muttered, squinting at the drink before giving it a small shake. For Mychael, who liked keeping his trysts to the modern human world short, soda was just crushed litter that filled the sides of roads and forest paths. Shiny litter, but litter nonetheless.
He gave it another shake, hearing the slosh of liquid inside.
Oh no.
"Wait!"
Your raised voice instantly cast a spell on the recluse, Mychael as still as a statue, only his his widened eyes daring to shift over to you across the table. Did he do something wrong?
"Just... be careful." You warned, placing a hand on his tail and lowering the can to safety. "It might blow if you shake it too hard."
Mychael's gaze turned fearful as he looked down at the nuke you had just brought into your shared home, a cold sweat sliding down his back.
Blow?
Now that would certainly explain all those crushed pieces of aluminum wouldn't it?
He placed down the can as gingerly as possible before pulling his tail to safety. Then he looked over at you an awkward smile given in thanks for such a dangerous gift.
Amusement, the corner of your lip was raised at the sight of him. Oh... You must have been joking... probably.
"I'm only teasing," Your confirmation lessened his worry as he watched your retreating form fetch two cups and crack open the can, the fizz bringing another twitch to Mychael's ears as he watched foamy liquid begin to be portioned out for the two of you.
"What does it taste like?" He asked, taking a cup from you and feeling a light mist hit him as he took a precursory sniff at the drink.
Not much to note smell wise.
Interesting...
"This one is lemon flavored. I'm pretty sure they take some flavored syrup and then inject carbonated water into it to make soda."
"What's car-bun-ate water?"
"Uh... I'll explain it to you another day," Mychael nodded at this, happy to settle for one new piece of information at a time. Carefully he tilted the cup and then took a deep sip of this mystery drink.
It stung against his taste buds... but not in any overly painful way. And there was an almost sickly sweetness to it. Like berries a little too ripe into the season, just, he supposed, without the berry flavor.
He could sorta taste the lemon flavor, perhaps lemons were different for the humans that made this drink. Or maybe it was a type of lemon he couldn't forage for or buy around this area.
Either way... it was good.
His best friend's laughter brought his attention back to them, a finger bring pointed at his tail.
"I can see you like it a whole lot," You mused, watching his tail wildly whip back and forth. It stopped the moment you pointed it out, a dark blue spreading across Mychael's ears and face as he frantically tucked the wayward tail away.
"I-It was really good, the drink. Kinda weird, but in a good way!"
"Well I'm glad you like it, it's not the best thing to have all the time but if you want, I can grab a new flavor every once in a while... let you see try them out and see what you like." The offer was almost as sickly sweet as the drink he could still taste on his tongue, Mychael looking down at his now empty cup before giving a small lick of his lips and nodding.
"Yeah...yeah, I think I'd like that, please..." he whispered, the shy request bringing an unnoticed smile onto his guest's face.
"It's a deal."
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neilanuruodo · 2 months
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An Aberration's Guide to Surviving in Baldur's Gate
Omeluum, weary of the struggle of existence as a lone illithid in the Underdark, decides to try its luck in the city. It arrives in Baldur's Gate with nothing more than its host's memories of and passion for tea, a few possessions, and enough money to (hopefully) start up a small shop. That, and a diamond-hard core of determination. It isn't looking to become fabulously wealthy, merely make enough to get by and fund its attempts to develop a supplement to replace the brains its biology requires it to eat.
It certainly doesn't expect to make any friends. After all, who would be so foolish as to trust an illithid?
The companion story to "On the Properties of Tea," this story explores the events through Omeluum's perspective. While there is a good deal of overlap, there are things it experiences, or notices, which are somewhat different than Blurg's perspective. Like the other, there are currently three chapters out, and more to come!
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kissagii · 2 years
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imagine becoming a better person alongside bakugo katsuki. learning to acknowledge your flaws and work on improving them, building off your strengths and trying new things.
you have a tendency to call each other out on behaviors that need to change, sometimes kindly, sometimes with an unforgiving bluntness. but you both know that it's done with good intentions and hope of change, so neither of you mind all that much. and with time, his sailor's mouth is toned down just a touch. yours as well.
he lets down his barriers around you, though even that takes time. he's still blunt, and stubborn, and talks smack about the people he doesn't get along with, but something about him isn't as abrasive as with everyone else. and with time, that slightly gentler temperament starts to creep into other aspects of his life.
and katsuki understands that you, like him, are far from perfect. he sees the flaws in you, just as you see his, and he loves them. as you begin to flourish he falls more and more in love, watching you go from good to better in a way that he could never describe.
it's the little things that change, and with all the little things, everything else seems to fall into place. better food and more sleep, a source of kindness by your side, new little habits that you've formed together - small changes, one by one.
the best part of it all? you were never alone, not for one moment.
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ugh i'm such a sucker for character development
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everyonesroiting · 3 months
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Day 4 of begging for smut crumbs
I maybe a slut…
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Y’all still refuse to feed me, I’m just desperate now 😔 no sauce no meat…no pan. Please a crumb sir…just a crumb character ai can only go so far🤧
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rabbitbakery · 3 months
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day 1 of funguary
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She’s so silly fr
art challenge by @feefal
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commytator · 19 days
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unended
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draguuula · 2 months
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He definitely loves head scratches, he wags his tail and purs a bit to!!!!!! And if you point it out he gets all blush and covers is face, HES SO SILLY I CANT STAND IT
he is so skrunkly wunkly pookie wookie i swear
mychael for sure the typa guy to notice his tail wagging when he glances at you and then he's like "wait no omg what" and just like,,, smacks his tail away or snatches it with a death grip LMAOOO
and what's the guy to do? he just cannot fathom being so smitten over a lovely firefly such as yourself.
... no, like, seriously. you're giving him heart palpitations and making him feel all fuzzy. stop that, because he doesn't know how else to hide his flushed face other than tucking his head below the neckline of his sweater or behind his hands (or using another dinner plate to hide his face).
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iicheeze · 1 year
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THAT TIME I GOT REINCARNATED AS A MUSHROOM MAIDEN
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SUMMARY || Congratulations, you're dead! You got hit by Taxi - kun and died from blood loss. Now, you're awoken at a dark cave that was only lit by a single, huge mushroom in the center. As many cute little.. mushrooms? surround you. Hold on, was your head always this heavy?
PAIRINGS || Genshin Impact Cast x Female Implied Reader
TW || asian aunty personalities, and ur head having a big lump (its ur mushroom head thingy)
TTIGRAAMM MASTERLIST
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CHAPTER I — WHY IS MY HEAD SO HEAVY?!?! AND WHY ARE THESE CUTE THINGS SURROUNDING ME?!?! AND WHY ARE MY FEET NOT WET WHEN I STEP ON WATER?!?!?
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Droplets of water woke you up from your deep slumber, along with little... hands? tickling your cheek.
Opening your eyes, you see cute little blue mushrooms with eyes and tiny feet surrounding you. Yet, you also noticed where you woke up.
A giant, dark cave with a humongous, glowing mushroom in the middle, with a little river surrounding the mushroom.
Trying to wake up, your head can't help but feel...
Heavy????
“ What the- WHAT THE FUCK?!?! ” The noises you let out doesn't sound humane, yet it sounds like bubbles. Wait. Are you even human?!?!
Looking at your hands, feeling your face. You sure do feel human. But what's concerning you, is what the fuck is at your head.
“ Great Maiden! ” One of the tiny mushrooms bubbled(?), “ YOU GUYS CAN SPEAK?!?!?! ” You screamed, backing away from them.
“ Oh no! Great Maiden! Please don't be scared! ” The other tiny mushroom bubbled out, showing concern. “ Why are you calling me Great Maiden...?? ” You can't help but be confused.
The tiny mushrooms looked at each other, before looking at you.
“ You are our Great Maiden that the Xamaran has told us! Xamaran told that once the Great Maiden have come, she will bless us with her wisdom and love! ”
Getting even more confused, you can't help but panic a little.
YOU WERE JUST BORN FOR FUCK'S SAKES, OF COURSE, YOU'RE GONNA PANIC WHEN SOMEONE SAYS THAT YOU'RE THE GREAT MAIDEN THESE MUSHROOMS HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR.
You tried to get on your feet, yet almost falling. But with the help of the tiny mushrooms, it lessens the impact of the fall.
You realized by now, these mushrooms are like... children? And the things on their heads are so soft textured yet so wet.
Finally properly standing up, you realized that you've been sitting on wet mud this whole time. Yet, it doesn't dirty your pure white, and transparent dress.
You noticed that your dress was transparent, yet not enough to show your female genitals. As there's another crop top and... a diaper looking shorts covering it.
Wait a minute. YOU WEREN'T EVEN A WOMAN IN YOUR LAST LIFE. IS IT EVEN OKAY TO LOOK AT YOUR OWN BODY??
“ I know that you guys told me that I'm your Great Maiden, but... I'm not!! I don't even know what am!! ” You spoke to them, yet the tiny mushrooms weren't convinced one bit.
“ The Great Maiden is so humble!! ” “ Don't worry, Great Maiden!! You must be confused of your existence, but our elders will help you find your reason! ”
They kept chanting compliments from their... wait, where's their mouth.
“ Elders?? What do you mea- ” Before you could continue your sentencd, the mushrooms were already pushing you outside the cave, to another. Supposedly, to meet their elders.
Your feet touched the water, yet somehow you didn't fell in it. Instead, walking on it as if it was regular land. Growing even more confused.
JUST WHAT KIND OF WORLD AM IN???
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You then arrived into a smaller cave, with the help of the riny mushrooms pushing guiding you. And as it turns out,
THERE'S MORE MUSHROOMS WITH VARIOUS SIZES AND COLORS. AND THE BIGGER ONES LOOK LIKE DINOSAURS???
Wait, what's dinosaurs. Why did it remind me of that.
“ We brought the Great Maiden!! ” The tiny blue mushroom bubbled, as the group of mushrooms dispersed. Leaving you in front of the supposed Elders.
As the green, Elder? mushroom stepped forward, you can't help but feel like they're gonna judge you for not looking like them despite you being the Great Maiden.
But instead,
“ Is this what they call a Maiden for.. the humans? Doesn't look like a beautiful one. Humans have very strange tastes. ”
Your jaw dropped.
Why does it remind you of your aunty from your past life.
“ Well... At least she has her features of a mushroom. Although.. Barely. ” The brown Elder roared. Judging you even further.
THIS IS EVEN WORSE THAN HAVING A HUMAN BODY WITH A MUSHROOM HAT.
“ Can she at least fight? ” “ I don't think so. Xamaran told us that she has only wisdom and love. ” “ ... I see. ” “ At least she has the brains. ” “ Yes, we should be grateful for that. ”
“ EXCUSE ME?? I CAN UNDERSTAND YOU GUYS, YOU KNOW. ” You yelled, imaginary tears forming along with imaginary arrows of Judgement at every angle of your body.
“ It appears to understand us. ” “ IT?? ” “ My apologies, she. ” The Elders suddenly spoke politely, even after shit-talking you.
“ First of all, I don't even know how and where I am. Nor the world I am currently standing on. OR EVEN THE PEOPLE LIVING IN IT. I JUST GOT HERE, FOR ARCHON'S SAKES. ”
Did you just say Archon instead of god.
The Elders were surprised by this sudden outburst. As the green Elder then stepped closer to you.
“ Well, you see. You're currently in a world named Teyvat. Where we ‘ Monsters ’ lay at the bottom of the food chain, whilst the humans lay at the middle. Whereas, the Archons stay at the top, never to change. ”
The three Elders then explained to you of this world called Teyvat, and everyone and everything in it.
But then again, it was so much information. You can't help but feel smoke coming out of your ears.
GODS??? HYDRO??? ELEMENT?? POWER??? WHAT
Lord just give me food and I'll figure things out myself
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AUTHOR'S NOTES || first chapter lezzgooo SORRY FOR THE DELAY IVE BEEN V BUSY LATELY 😭 i hope u can enjoy tis
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Poison mushroom cookie x best friend reader platonic headcanons
Best Friend Headcanons | Poison Mushroom Cookie
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thank you for requesting, anon!
reader is assumed as being gender neutral
you will receive a lot of gifts from this tiny friend-shaped creature — with the vast majority being mushrooms or mushroom themed
food containing mushrooms (soups, stews, pizzas, sandwiches, etc.) which are shockingly made quite well
mushroom themed desserts (e.g. cakes and cupcakes with forest-y patterns)
matching clothing and accessories that are mushroom themed/patterned/have inside jokes on them based on mushrooms
friendship bracelets and necklaces are a must — the bracelets are handmade with beads and the necklaces are two halves of a pendent (it’s a… heart; shockingly not shroomy themed for once)
you are their favourite person and they will involve you directly or indirectly with everything they do, much to the annoyance of the other cookies of darkness
like they’re always talking about you, asking you for your thoughts on a scheme and telling you about everything their group is going to do
there are no secrets between besties — at least not between the two of you
will nap with and on you — enjoy the closeness, platonic intimacy and will mutter in their sleep about shroomies and their best friend
whenever they bake/cook/give you a food item with mushrooms in it they’ll make sure that the fungus is safe for consumption — they do enjoy your company and don’t want to make you sick
you are their favourite person ever and, much to the annoyance of the other cookies of darkness, they’ll tell you everything about their meetings and will ask you for your thoughts before getting involved in a scheme
whenever they bake/cook/give you a food item with mushrooms in it they’ll make sure that the fungus is safe for consumption — they do enjoy your company and don’t want to make you sick
they will nap with you whenever you spend the day together; usually with their head buried in your stomach or thighs as they drift off when you’re talking
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New oc drop her name is amanita well technically princess amanita
She is ten years old and is apart of an mini little story ima so called “mushroomates” about little mushroom people coming across and “dangerous” “giant” called Brett “blah blah shenanigans ensue”.
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On the Properties of Tea and Its Effects Upon Various Beings, Humanoid and Otherwise
Blurg has finally found a place for himself in the world. While a hobgoblin running an apothecary might sound like a mere curiosity, he prides himself on the efficacy of his remedies. When the shop next to his, long vacant, is finally rented, he is naturally curious who might have rented it and what plans they have for the space.
He certainly didn't expect it to be an illithid.
Also known as the Teahouse AU, this idea was born in the mind of @tea-and-magic and expanded on by her and several other friends. It caught my imagination until I had to write it. Three chapters at time of posting (and a companion fic I'll link tomorrow!)
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