Dang... I Was Omw To Steal Ur Books

OMG STFU I'M TRYNA GRIND ON COS. LET ME GRINDDDDDD /HJ

The last dragon in my trilogy of sillies, Hawk the Skywing!

He uses she/he pronouns (but prefers the latter, he likes the masculine sound of it)

Fun fact - he's a fugitive! He's running from the skywing kingdom for a murder. (More about that at a later date)

Second fun fact - he and seaglass are together! They both are currently hiding out on a (soon not to be) secluded island in the bay of a thousand scales.

Wanna know more about my sillies? Feel free to try and contact the High Fae! I'm sure they'll be more than willing to answer your messages (in other words, send me an ask, I'm just keeping up the fairycore theme I got goin on lol :3)

BIG BROTHER IS ALWAYS WATCHING.

GET OUT OF THE CATACOMBS OF MY BLOG

I took 31 minutes of my life, and created this monstrosity.

He's so handsome, I love him <3

And he belongs to @ilikemicrowaves ig idk

Edit Mr. Microwaves made under the cut

OMG ZEPHYR MY SON BUT DRAGON RAGAGZHCSJBCHDSNNSNXSSNXJJNSNZN

Also a little menace to society (THEY'RE BOTH SO CUTE I ENVY YOUR ART STYLE)

Silly self insert and my @friedbrainzz oc but Wings if Faries au

THERE IS N O FUCKING WAY YOU USED THE PHOTOS OF ME FOR THE LAYOUT. THOSE SPECIFIC PHOTOS 💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Yes indeed I did brother 😜

reblog game where you #cancel the previous person for something completely arbitrary

Hey so why does my grilled cheese taste like sunchips when I dip it in my mom's tomato soup? I'm not complaining but like it's weird. The best part is, it's my favorite flavorrrrrr!! (Garden salsa)

Ah yes, so so sigma!!

MOURNING

Summary: Jax won't admit it, but he misses his friend Kaufmo, and the most healthy way to cope? Crying in Kaufmo's room away from everyone!

Notes: Yeah...longer than expected because of ✨️family drama✨️ and I needed to focus on my grades lol enjoy

@tadssstrange <- not the one I was working on, but I did finish this one

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Slowly creaking open the entrance to the Kaufmo's room, he flicked the lights, stepping into the clowns bedroom.  Paints, mini confetti bombs, fake daisys, all of his old stuff.

     The once clean floors and walls where still covered with his sloppy but still legible handwriting. Nobody had bothered to come to his room, yet until now. Jax couldn't bare to go.

     Steadily, the purple rabbit stepped his way to the old friends unmade bed. He hopped onto it and curled his legs up to his chess as he leaned against the wall, mourning his friends absents.

     Jax still remembered his silly little grins from just a week before, one of the only thinks that was nice in this digital hell. His favorite memories where their pranks on the others, hiding Zoobles parts, scaring Ragatha with centipedes, and even crashing an adventure if it wasn't much fun.

     Jax smiled at the thought, of Kaufmo and him making jokes or just hanging out in general. He actually enjoyed his presents, and found his startled honks and squeaks silly. He shivered thinking of the day of his abstraction. Why hadn't he put the thought on checking on him? Could he have fixed him before it was too late? It didn't matter now, he was gone; deep in the cellar with the other lost ones.

     Shakey breath, he layed his head on a pillow and stared at the ceiling. Nothing but "Exit, Exit, Exit." Endlessly repeating itself until someone would be drove mad. He turned his head away from it, and faced the desk next to the bed.

     A pot with some daisys, a lamp, and a peice of crumbled paper..

     Paper?

Jax lifted his arm enough to reach out and grab it, unfolding it until he could see the rest of the page. It was a note, or rather, letter. His pupils scanned the writing.

     I know I will be gone soon, I can feel it. Just yesterday I started hacking up thick black goo. I can't leave without proving them I'm right. Caine is a LIAR. I seen it, large and red. I probably couldn't even reach the handle if I got to it. I've seen it twice, outside and in the tent. I'm not having digital hallucinations, I've been here long enough. Once I show everyone that Exit, we can all leave together. I don't know what's on the other side, or even if our family's are still out, if we had any. I just cant leave them all behind, especially Jax's. But maybe then, I can find Jax afterwards, and we can be best buds outside of this hell  and be free.

     Those last few sentences... It made him tear. So many emotions filled his head and heart all at once. Breaking down, he held onto the paper fiercely and began to slowly but surely, break into a sob. Thankfully these rooms where all soundproof, he couldn't have any of the others seeing him so weak and cowardly.

     He couldn't stop the tears from flowing down his face leaving wet spots on the pillow and blanket. Soon enough, he started to whimper. Embarrassing squeaks and whines croaked from his throat that he couldn't control.

     Being in this room didn't help. Kaufmo wasn't coming back but he still felt there.

     He buried his face into the pillow to try and quiet his sobs even though no one but him could hear it. He couldn't bare his sobs, he wasn't supposed to cry. He's the tough guy, that listens to nobody and has no soft spots.

     His heart rate began to slow and his sobs and whines softened after about a good 5 minutes. He grabbed the blanket and curled himself into it, tucking each corner in to trap the heat and let his tense muscles relax. His breathing calmed and he was able to stop shaking from his cries. Finally, he let his mind drift to some place else, and with a few sighs he muttered, "I miss you, Kauffy," and fell into a deep, calming sleep.

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Notes: the fluff one should be done within next month, I've been bussier than expected.

PLEASE REBLOG

Hi so um like...

Oc pronouns

Pollie : she / her

Willow : they/she/fae

Aymie : They/them

Tatsu : He/it/she