CrescentMoogle

I made Bebinators for all the humans in my fic (and Doomfanger) because it’s ADORABLE!

I sort of lost track of time there... What with the excitement of snowstorms and cinnamon hot chocolate.

Here you go, guys.

     The tag on the collar is bone-shaped. Why would you give a cat a tag designed for a dog?

     Engraved in 'Papyrus' font, in all capitals, it says 'DOOMFANGER'. You can't help but laugh aloud at that. What the heck kind of name is that for a cat? Who are these people?! The soft, white ball of fur named Doomfanger makes another sweet little noise and nudges you back into giving it attention.

     "What a life you must lead, huh, Doomfanger?”

WIP - ‘Dead Like Us.’

I’m just putting this here so I have a reminder to finish it, rather than starting sixteen other projects and then forgetting about the one I actually want to get done...

WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT’S BEEN ELEVEN DAYS SINCE I UPDATED?!!

Oh. Whoops...

*throws you a chapter*

I’d like to do some art for this one, but I’m having a crisis of style and I’ve been looking at skeletons for far too long.

     Your muscles freeze up for a moment, caught somewhere between fear and anger, your eyes stinging. But something catches your eye and the panic leaves you. Broad shoulders, fluffy collar. Salvation.

Rain, Rain, Go Away “It was on days like these that you hated riding a motorcycle. You couldn't get into the lobby, but of course you came up with a brilliant idea...

Without hesitation you pressed a button.

A deep and slightly irritated voice finally replied. He sounded a bit groggy. Maybe you had woken him up...”

Rain, Rain, Go Away is a brilliant Undertale fanfiction by @toumeikyoudai

Sorry I’m late!

I was away... trapped underground in a darkened tunnel with a large clan of fellow idiots.

Here’s your chapter!

”Same again, sweetheart.”      He has a rough accent that you can tell is probably inherited from the company he keeps, rather than natural.      From his... line of work, most likely, judging by how his aura of confidence doubles as he notices the irritation now radiating from the two men further down the bar.

I managed to get it to upload eventually...

The first time the chapter decided to completely destroy itself rather than do what I wanted, which I can relate to.

Here we are.

...Okay, so he's huge, spiky, and mildly terrifying, but damn if he isn't cool, with a tailored suit and blood-red tie that matches the tiny lights in the pits of his sockets, and a four-point golden star on a long chain at his neck.

My new fic, Lone Red Rover, starts today!

Oh, would’ya look at that? Who’s this funny fella?

This blog is being refashioned, to make way for something completely different...