Brieflynotlisteningtomusic - Enby Shitposting

slay my name.

I don't care what your perception of the female body has been warped into by the media and advertising prevalent in culture. eat some goddamn carbs

touch-starvation needs to be written with emphasis on the starving part. you are hungry to be touched. so hungry that even the very taste of it makes you nauseous. it has been long since anything has ever touched you, ever fed you - that your body has grown more used to that gnawing emptiness more than anything else. it's better for you to be held, to eat but it makes you sick to try. you know

in case you’re wondering, scar’s still at it.

omg this is so cute

- Scar brings a giant-sized jellie to the elven tree to meet the hermits - :] they have a good time /fluff <3

Scar knew that he and Jellie would always find each other in every world. That’s just the way the universe worked. Always, without fail, they would be reunited.

What Scar didn’t know, however, was that this time would be a little bit different.

It was in the jungle that he found her. He was out on a mission for resources to expand his magical elven tree base, and a huge grin spread across his face when he saw her through the foliage.

“Jellie!” he called excitedly, dropping his bag and holding his arms wide. “Come here, girl! Come to Scar!”

At the sound of his voice she turned, and with a joyous “mrrow!” she hurried through the undergrowth towards him, knocking aside bamboo stalks and trampling bushes.

“Look at you!” Scar wrapped his arms around her as she reached him, burying his face in her soft fur and breathing in her familiar scent. “Who’s been feeding you so well while I was gone, hmm?”

“Mrrow!” Jellie bumped her head gently against his chest, almost knocking Scar off-balance.

Scar smiled. “Come on then, Jellie; let’s get you home. I can’t wait to show the others!”

*

“Oh Grian~!” Scar sang, approaching the man’s starter base. “Look who I found~!”

“Who? Hold on, give me a moment…” There was the sound of chests closing from within the building, and then Grian appeared in the doorway. His eyes widened as they fixed on a spot next to Scar’s head. “Woah!”

“I know, right?!” Scar turned and raised his hand to stroke Jellie’s shoulder.

“Is that really her?” Grian asked, taking a step closer.

“Yep!”

“Oh, wow!” Grian reached out towards Jellie, who sniffed his offered hand before leaning forwards and headbutting his chest gently, as she had with Scar. Grian was also nearly knocked over, but he hugged her face to support himself. “Hello, Jellie! Look how big you are!”

“Grian! You can’t say that to a lady!” Scar chided jokingly.

“Sorry,” Grian giggled, “but look at her! She’s like the size of a panda!” He was now giving Jellie scritches under her chin, and her purring was almost loud enough to make the ground vibrate. “What do you think happened to make her like this?” Grian asked, turning to Scar.

Scar spread his arms, half shrugging and half gesturing to his own altered appearance. “A little bit of magic, that’s all.”

Grian rolled his eyes and grinned, still petting the giant cat. “Of course. What else.”

There was a pause, interrupted only by Jellie’s purring.

“You know,” Grian said, “at this size, you might even be able to ride her.”

“Ooh, that would definitely be fun!” Scar’s face lit up even brighter.

“Yeah, a lot of fun. And definitely much less likely to kill you than elytra!”

“Oh, very funny, G-man,” Scar chuckled. Then he asked, “You don’t happen to have a spare saddle, do you?”

“Probably somewhere, or we can borrow Donk’s.” Grian grinned mischievously. “I can’t wait to see this!”

This was fun to write, I hope you like it! :D Also posted on AO3

Prompt format from this post - please send me more!

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i remember in like 2016-17 when Tumblr was still kinda mainstream and i used to be pretty active but idk what my old account name even was

still the same vibe and i love it