aggressivemoose

HEY MAKE WRITING REQUESTS FOR CERTAIN FANDOMS AND I'LL SEE IF I CAN DO 'EM -Undertale (Sans is 20 points, y'all ruthless) -Hetalia -Black Butler -Homestuck -D. Gray Man -Creepypasta -Blue Exorcist -Fairy Tail -Fruits Basket -Mystic Messenger -Osomatsu san -Overwatch -OHSHC I also do OC's x (character) but I'm going to need a pretty detailed BIO on the character (appearance, personality, y'know) I'll do smut but that'll be on my tumblr which can be found right here https://moosewrites.tumblr.com/ I won't write for super large age gaps and I definitely won't write for child characters unless it's a sibling or friend type relationship Knock

(Alright so this was written because of some sad headcanons that were made up in a groupchat I'm in and I'm emotional and this was a little bit rushed but it hurt me too much to continue writing anything further)    She wasn’t sure why she bothered to keep it.    This absolutely stupid teddybear that just so happened to hold the Overwatch symbol upon its body. Amélie, or better known as Widowmaker now, wasn’t even sure why she had it. She couldn’t remember. All she knew was that she felt a strange connection to the damned thing, being outright protective of it. As if it were a glass item that would break if out of h

(A/N: we here again pals. Another Sans fanfic for y'all. Enjoy the blue dude. Apologies for any OOCness.) (THIS HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY STASH FOR LIKE A YEAR OH MY GOSH) Reader: she/her pronouns    ~~~        Waking up in the morning was hard enough.        Waking up with a huge headache was less than desirable.        She groaned loudly, wincing at the sunlight that found a home in her room.        But wait.        This isn't...        "What?!"        Panicking and shooting straight out of bed, was also less than desirable.    ~~~        She remembered falling asleep in her room, not her skeleton friend's room.        Sh

(A/N: Heyo. I'm back to writing, in case u haven't guessed by this upload. I've never written a yandere before and idk a lot about underswap. So this is just me winging it. Nice. Cool. Enjoy. Apologies for any OOCness.) Requested by @LOST-LOVE-LIVE Reader: she/her pronouns. Trigger warnings obviously. Yandere (ヤンデレ) is a portmanteau of two Japanese words yanderu (病んでる), meaning to be sick, and deredere (デレデレ), which is defined as strongly and deeply exhausted, infatuated, moonstruck, head-over-heels, or lovestruck, but in this case used for "lovestruck."

(A/N: It's like 4 in the morning, idk what I'm doing. Apologies for any OOCness, I haven't played Undertale for a while, nor watched any let's plays or anything of the sort. I've never written for Asgore before.) PrincessTwilight04 (https://www.deviantart.com/princesstwilight04) This takes place after the barrier is broken.    ~~~        A female sat, tending the some of the plants around her. A watering-can in her hands, and a small smile on her lips. The scene was peaceful. Her calm hums, and the water lightly hitting against the plants, and the ground, were the only sounds that could be heard.        The garden was one of her pride and joys. It always looked so beautiful, with t

(A/N: I wrote this at like 1AM. I've been trying to fight my way through writer's block, please forgive me. Apologies if anyone is OOC, I haven't actually watched Hetalia for a while.) animesparkleluv96 (https://www.deviantart.com/animesparkleluv96)    ~~~        The curtains in the small room were drawn open, allowing moonlight to drift in. The occasional fleck of dust was visible. No sounds could be heard, except for the breathing of the two figures in the room. One awake, and sat up on a bed, and one still in a slumber, resting next to the other.        Tired (E/C) eyes gazed out the window, watching the snow gracefully dance down to the ground below. Admiring the gentle breeze

(A/N: Boy I am really sorry how slow these are coming out. Writers block has not been kind to me. Apologies if characters seem OOC. Hope you enjoy.) CatHelsing (https://www.deviantart.com/cathelsing)    ~~~        A seemingly never-ending onslaught of rain pelted against the window. The sky outside was darkened, a bit of fog dusted the outside world. Inside of a small home, a couple sat. A human girl, and a well known robot.        The girl, known as (Y/N), held a mug of (Favored hot drink) in her hands, a blanket wrapped around her shoulders. Her (E/C) eyes watched as the fire in the fireplace danced to an invisible beat. She sat on the comfortable couch, with her lover

(A/N: Whoop. Apologies if anyone is OOC. Idk how to write for Grillby this is a first attempt.) Catarinaxfnaf (https://www.deviantart.com/catarinaxfnaf)    ~~~        The diner was considerably quiet, very few monsters were inside. Less than usual.        Grillby stood behind the counter, cleaning a cup that could be used if anyone else decided that they wanted a drink.        The flame being looked over to the clock that was slowly ticking away on the wall. It was around the time that a usual guest would arrive, and Grillby would have to contain the bits of excitement he felt. Yes, it was true. He had grown some sort of...        Love.        For this certain monster.

(A/N: Alright this took a while to do. Whoop whoop. Apologies if anyone is OOC, I am not the best of writers, lmao.) BowtiesAreCool15 (https://www.deviantart.com/bowtiesarecool15) here u go sorry if it's short    ~~~        "OH! I LIKE THAT SHOW!"        "You've said that for almost every show."        "I KNOW! BUT I LIKE THEM ALL!"        "well we gotta find one we all like."        "Just give me the remote and I'll find a show."        "nah. you usually take a while to find a show."        "Do not!"        "GIVE THE REMOTE TO ME! I WILL FIND THE GREATEST SHOW OF ALL!"        "sorry bro, but you take longer than (Y/N) to find a show."        Three figures sat on th