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evievigilant · 1 year

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finished both Hotel Dusk and Last Window which means I can confidently add Kyle Hyde to the list of Unlikely Dad Detective Guys That I Like

#into the bin you go sir!!#*ka thunk*#seriously when did this become my character niche djkashfk #also please play these if you have a DS #or a um....thing that is LIKE a DS #hotel dusk #last window #hotel dusk room 215 #last window the secret of cape west

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theloveinc · 3 months

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Not that Kirishima's son is some sort of emotional wizard, but he def knows your relationship with Kiri is on the brink way before either of you two do (which is why he doesn't react when you finally tell him about the separation except to call Kiri an inapropriate name).

#kirishima #and it's funny bc most of the time he's on his DS so the fact that he noticed at all is kinda ... insane #and when u express that he's like. um. did you think I wasn't paying attention?#and ur like... YES?#lmao kiri with. a snarky gamer son who yells when he's playing fortnite but is exceptionally emotionally intelligent #why is that so good #i know bakugo gives him 2000 yen whenever he's around just cuz he knows someone is venting to him abt something #even if its just his own kids #ok lmao bye #divorced kiri #caitie things #gen

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cryptidm0ths · 1 year

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the tojo siblings weekend plans

#himeru #rinne amagi #kaname tojou #jun sazanami #kohaku oukawa #sakura nee san #enstars #ensemble stars #um i forgor my tag for sakura nee #again #but anyway maybe i did post like 2h ago but i cleaned up these doodles and idk i think theyre fun #dont pay attention to the ds ranking icons with the 8 character icons #i didnt try that hard to find matching things #mmmm anyway im still pushing the sakura nee himeru worsties agenda they find the worst way to tease and push the others buttons #and yea kaname can spend time in the jun kohaku dorm #anohter case of actually idk what characterizeation actually is so idk if anything is ooc #oops #moth draws #id in alt text

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widowshill · 6 months

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man some of those tags on that "why did you follow this person" post got to me. man !!! !

#I LOVE YOU ????#➤ ooc. ┊ she’s nauseous，she’s hysterical，and she’s exhausted.#i try not to worry about being Perceived too much bc crowd approval is the mind killer !! i want to blog earnestly !! to *be* earnestly !!#but lately i have been um... mal à l'aise. i shall admit.#but the things that i have been most Concernèd about. my impassioned r/v blogging. headcanon dumps. insane bs / ds crossover posting.#to see that all just so embraced. not as a *despite* but as a *because*#it's really genuinely moved me and reassured a lot of my doubts about being / posting here :''''' ) )#idk i am. Grateful. for my small warm little group here. like mostly at the end of the day i'm making my little doodles and putting them #up on the fridge. and it has brought me ... uncountable joy. that u guys smile at it when u open the fridge to make ur dinner.#anyways. i am cringe and i am free <3 hysterical woman rv shipper. or something

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m0e-ru · 1 year

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art commentary on a separate post because um. I'm balling and tucked into bed im so tired well um. funny how I had a hard time the whole time trying to get color balance right and how I color blocked everything and made shit look perpetually low brightness but there would be no point if I uh. raised the brightness anyway. I redrew the sketches so many times until I stopped getting mad and THEN got mad trying to paint it because I hate myself apparently.

^ world's worst workflow but um. anyway.

it's funny because I realized the robe's inner sleeves look like bamboo BAHAHA I have to do something about that. I told myself wow I love this angle I don't have to do the herringbone pattern. but here we are. also there's this equal exchange that I can't do nice portraits when it's not cropped to faces so um. fuck it we ball. the joints are sloppy because I finished it with a pen tablet when I had to transfer to the laptop and I uh. just viewed like two picture references and went insane. the hair was fucking killing me the robe was killing me I hate painting for real I don't know where light comes from and where shadows go and um. that's the point of art I think. making illusions with whatever you have it's literally just colors and lines and patterns and shapes messing with your head until you get something that resembles. SOMETHING. then my signature one thousand million filters to cover up everything else I didn't render properly because that's how. I do everything apparently. whuh.

#kommento #arttag #boot.tingting #// yknow I screamed when I was so fucking stupid and exited the program and CONFIRMED to exit without saving #// kai moeru fucking clown moments but um. I didn't lose a lot anyway but if I did I would've just stopped then and there. no 320 for me #// well um. shoutout to my bestie for holding a light in the back to justify why I did everything like tgat goodness gracious.#// like Beyonce and the ds touchscreen...............#// this experience really taught me a lot and I'm glad I'm taking a bit more time with my art and learning things 🎉🎊#// and um. how do I close this. happy 2 and 2/3 year anniversary to me and this silly silly gas station #// thank yuo to all my customers and supportsers and coworkers and lovers this is to another fruitful year and may we all #// congregate again to hear god's spiel and fistfight at the gas station ⛽👊✊🤜🤛

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pepprs · 2 years

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the bull smashing plates in my brain right now.

#dangerously mentally ill atm. about to snap and start screaming and crying hysterically in the middle of meetings.#purrs #it’s fine btw i just need to be honest and i need to ask for comfort and accept it. but i fucking can’t. but i need to and i have to so hel #me god except nothing is going to make up for not getting to be held at b*rth so……. lol. like you can’t just ask people for that. but it’s #the way that i need to be married so bad so i can finally be normal. im completely serious. i need to be married. being someone’s number on #will fix me. and i also need to not have k*ds i think bc mike birbiglias the new one special made me SO deeply angry and upset and i can’t #even take it. like i think maybe no one in love should have kids ever again. i truly believe that. if you can’t give a kid your deepest tru #truest love then it fucks them up for life and if you can do that then it erodes the relationship you have with your partner so. basically #wish i didn’t exist kinda. and i wish none of the good things in my life had happened to me because it gave me hope for things that can’t a #actually happen and i have just been delusional about someday being healed all this time. i will be wounded and alone forever and i want to #go lie in the trench they’re digging in the backyard about it 💃🏻🥳#delete later #i just want to play wobboedogs on the switch and forget i am a human being. that’s all. that’s literally it #cominng back to this a couple weeks later um this was one of the most mentally ill posts i have ever made in my life. sorry 😚✌️ x

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lem-argentum · 2 years

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i loove prom’s voice i love when he drags out words i love when he hums some things and sings other things i love when he’s sarcastic and when he’s dramatic and when he’s excited and <3

#lem liveblogs #<- liveblog tag because im gonna talk about things i did yesterday hold on <3 #supposed to be doing homework but just . you know. one second #i went the whole game without ever equipping prom’s jacketless outfits right. well i did yesterday andnnd #not to be GAY on my GAY BLOG or anything but he looks r;eally good in red. incredibly distracting to my gameplay experience #but ANYWAY i found two dungeons i missed yesterday which means i got to hear lots of new dialogue for himm :) hence the original text. <3 #i spent like 3 hours just fishing for exp reasonz.. i NEVER fish but i need to for the liege of the lake queessstt </3 #fishing for big fish stresses me out it reminds me of the. you know the AR card ds fishing game? no you don’t. but it’s like that #at least it gives new dialogue <3 ‘niiice WORK; dude!!!’ um. thank y. AHEM. it was no big deal #ok i’ve gotta WRITE now umm see you love you <3

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manias-wordcount · 8 months

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um !! so ive totally been using ur page as my nightly routine teehee and like. sorry in advance if ur requests r clsoed , im new to tumblr so i seriously have no idea how to check😭😭

but i was thinking ;; could you please write a smut for totk link and fem reader ? in whichhh u both hide in a closet together in like the castle or smth.. and to calm u down he like lets u ride him HAJHAH

so embarrassed, but imagining the shakey breaths and sounds of his armour clanking against the wall as he thrusts upwar ds .....

i know im a slut but im only a girl !! i cant help it..!

- r 🍒

Hero's Duty (BOTW Link x Reader)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗼!

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝗿𝗶𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝘃𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝘀𝗲𝘅, 𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗽𝘂𝘀𝘀𝘆 𝗟𝗠𝗔𝗢

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

He shouldn’t be doing this. He shouldn’t be giving in like this. He should be stronger than this. He shouldn’t be thinking like this. He shouldn’t be wanting this. He shouldn’t. He shouldn’t. He shouldn’t.

But fate is a cruel mistress. And he can’t stand it when you squeeze your thighs together and look at him like he’s the only thing you’ll ever need. He can’t stand it.

Still, He’s supposed to be a knight. He’s supposed to be a hero. Disciplined and proper. Courageous and strong. Polite. Gallant. Respect. Dignified. Honorable. He’s supposed to be all those things. And he is! He swears, deep down inside he is. He knows he is. Everyone knows he is. He’s been congratulated by the king directly before. Called upon by him to take up arms and join the fight. And He serves Princess. He serves the people. He serves the kingdom. Hell, he’s even wearing some of his royal armor right now. He’s supposed to be a knight. He’s supposed to be a hero. He’s supposed to be protecting you right now.

Not lifting up your dress and gripping your hips as he bounces your needy little hole down onto his cock over and over and over and over again.

It’s not what he should be doing. He has a mission. He has orders. He has a task to complete. Duty to fulfill. People to protect. People who need him. But your pussy feels so tight and so warm and so wet around his cock it’s amazing how he managed to last this long. But now that he started, he knows he can’t stop. He won’t stop. Not until he’s finished. Not until you’re both finished.

“ Ah….um, Link- Ah~”

However long it takes.

“You like that, princess?” He murmurs lowly, blue eyes narrowing in on your face as your eyes cross and your mouth falls open into a lewd expression. You don’t respond- at least, you don’t respond with words to his question. But at this point, he’s not even sure if you would have been able to hear him over the sounds of your cute little whimpers and moans as he thursts his hips into you. Or maybe it’s the dirty sounds of your soaking wet little cunt taking in every single inch of his dick that keeps you from hearing the sound of your lover’s voice. He doesn’t know for certain, but the selfish, selfish part of him likes to think it’s a combination of the two. And the rational part of him? “You’re taking me so well pretty girl. So well. ”

The rational part of him knows it’s a little bit of both. Plus the fact that you always manage to get a little dick drunk when someone fucks you good and proper. And luckily for you, Link’s happy to play knight in shining armor to his needy little princess and her perfectly tight little holes -

Fuck, you bring out the worst in him. But you know that don’t you? He swears it. He swears you do. He swears you have to . Goddesses, he doesn’t even remember what he’s supposed to be doing right now. He knows it was supposed to be something important. Something only he could do. But then you started getting anxious. After every battle, after every fight- you still manage to worry about him. You still manage to fear that your powers and your efforts as his support won’t be good enough.

It’s cute how you worry. It’s cute how you care. But he had a job to do. And he needed you in good shape to do it. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t quell your nerves. Your silent shaking. Your quiet whimpers. And worst of all? Every promise that he’ll protect was starting to fall flat in your ears. Every comforting touch didn’t seem like it worked. Didn’t seem like it was enough . But he had a job to do. A job that included your safekeeping and your safe return. So he did what any good knight would do.

He pulled you into the nearest closet he could find and got you nice and relaxed on his fingers before stuffing you nice and full with his cock.

Now your moans bounce off the walls like hymns in a church. Now his name falls off of your lips like deities in a prayer. Now you can be protected. Nurtured. Cared for. All by him. All for you.

And maybe there were better ways of taking care of you and your fears. Maybe an orgasm and a good dicking down isn’t exactly what you need in this moment. But your precious little pussy is taking his cock so effortlessly that he’s starting to feel less of a knight and more like a man. A man who can’t help but have wants. A man who can’t help but feel lust. A man who can’t help but need to fuck a pretty girl when he’s not supposed to and make excuses about it.

And he’ll do it again the next chance he gets. He’ll do it all over again.

“ Mmm, Link I’m…I’m close…”

Your whimper is quiet, but within the four walls of this closet, it could be the loudest thing in the world right now. Louder than the loud slap of his pelvis hitting against your skin. Louder than his armor groaning and creaking under all this movement. Louder than the sound of you get exactly what you asked for when you look at your hero to distract you- to save you - from this moment of fear.

“ Oh, yeah baby? You’re getting close? ”

But that’s the thing… he knows. He knows because you’ve been getting louder. He knows because you’ve been getting tighter . He knows because every single time his gaze falls back to the spot where your bodies join, and his dick gets swallowed up by your perfect little cunt time after time, he feels his own core tightening up in a way he can only assume will leave you nice and full and messy until he gets the chance to clean you up later on. He knows you’re close. He knows .

“ Well, that’s too bad, princess.” He grinds out, eyes narrowing into slits as his hands tighten his grip on your hips. And goddesses, how you whimper. Goddesses, how you whine . But no matter how many times you beg him and you cry to him he doesn’t change up like he knows you want him to. He doesn’t shift his angle to hit deeper. He doesn’t speed up his thrusts to hit faster. He doesn’t cater to your every whim. He doesn’t listen to your heavenly cries when you beg him to let you reach euphoria with every single breath you take. At least, not this time. At least, not yet.

But fuck, you bring out the worst in him. You bring out the absolute worst in him. You bring out the man in him. So it’s only fair. It’s only fair that he takes what’s his. It’s only fair that he calls the shots. That he makes the orders on this battlefield. That he fucks you how he wants to. That he fucks you how he needs to.

That he fucks you like he absolutely should.

Because deep down in his mind, he’s still a knight. He’s still disciplined and proper. Courageous and strong. Polite. Gallant. Respect. Dignified. Honorable. He can learn to say no to you. He can learn not to give into your every want. To your every need. He can learn. He can do it. He’s your knight in shining armor. He’s your one and only hero. Your one and only everything . So he can do it. He can do it. He can.

Can’t he?

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silverflqmes · 2 months

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ignore that im on my selfship account it’s luma lmao

some selfship questions for u and tooru <3

•does tooru get you flowers? if so, what kind?

ldoes tooru like to read books with you? or does he secretly collect all your favs and binge read them?

•what shows do you watch together?

•have you guys had any thoughts on marriage? (sorry if this makes you uncomfy i’ll note it for the future)

•do you guys match icons on like tumblr or insta?

•what couple do you resonate you and tooru with? like for example me and scara kinda resemble harley quinn and the joker (minus the toxicity)

•what video games do you guys play together? if you play genshin together, who does he main / what team does he use and do you do cute genshin couple things?

hi luma! no worries, i figured it was you😭 woohoo selfship questions, i’ll do my best to answer those<33

— tooru is the flower giving type!! i think he’s the kind of person to read into flower language and symbolism cuz like, it’s tooru.. he never does anything haphazardly and always wants to provide the best, so he definitely looks into their meanings before choosing accordingly depending on the occasion or mood<3 red roses are a common ( given their symbolism for love and passion ), forget me nots are also some he frequently sends ( often as a reassurance to me, along with himself ), daisies ( he remembers how i used to really like them as a kid, and brings them as a reminder of those times ) and a combo between lily of the valley and larkspur ( they’re the flowers of our birth months<3 )

— i think he would show interest in what i read and i would beg him on my hands and knees to read my favs, specifically the folk of air series, to scream with him!! bonus if he decided to annotate and swap copies with me so we could read each other’s comments<3 furthermore, he serenades me to sleep by reading on stressy nights :’) and just cuz his voice is so<3

— definitely star wars oriented shows.. the clone wars has consumed us wholly and we have not recovered from the siege of mandalore.. sitcoms FOR SURE, i love friends a completely normal amount, seinfeld too, modern family, big bang theory, king of queens, etc. anyway, other than that we’d probably watch a lottt of slice of life / romance anime since it’s super comforting and silly<333 although some shonen anime make certain exceptions ( owari no seraph my love ) OH AND CARTOONS BC OLD SPONGEBOB HUMOR >>>

— TOORU IS DEFINITELY A MARRIAGE KIND OF GUY and like same i want marriage too but later down the line cuz i wanna enjoy the youth and sillying around of dating.. but i think we would unironically refer to each other as husband n wife.. and act like a married couple.. proposing is gonna be a challenge because he wants to do it but i ALSO want to do it like babes let me get on my knee pls and propose to you like the king you are smh

— i don’t think tooru would be on tumblr, maybe he would be if he indulges in my nonsense.. so probably instagram!

— we are anakin and padmé for sure and take turns, although misaki and usui are definitely us too, as well as kuronuma and kazehaya ( THEY MAKE ME SO EMO AND NOT NORMAL )

— we play a lot of wii and ds games together pre timeskip, specifically super mario bros, mario kart, mario party, wii sports, just dance — all that jazz, and i would have begged him to indulge me in my tekken addiction despite the amount of times he would get his ass handed to him BAHAHAHAHA ( he’s petty bc i use asuka since she counters attacks ) now post timeskip, we would definitely play ssbu because it’s just sm fun ( a-and um um sephiroth…. ) — now i would get my ass handed here instead.. and of course we cannot forget the hit game GENSHIN IMPACT!!! bro mains either tartaglia, ayato or alhaitham because i am not normal about them and he makes it a goal to tease me using them.. think he probably uses vaporize a lot to stick to my synergy or spread; as for couple things, we definitely take each other to pretty locations we found or help one another with grinding / quests. if there are also co-op games, those too!! for the rest, we’d probably take turns on ffvii since it’s single player and i have a tendency to throw a controller at someone when things get too heated.. prepare yourself tooru!! especially if sephi is the final boss..

#luma🫶#— ; 🏹 ) toorellie.#whoops i wrote too much..#I CANT DO ANYTHING WITHOUT BEING DESCRIPTIVE #ahem anyways thank you for the questions luma<3 i will send some soon LMAO

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hikennosabo · 4 months

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#tristampparty day 11, episode 11: to a new world

can you believe it's almost over already... @tristampparty let's go.

meryl and wolfwood's dynamic is so funny

two things: one, this is the first time we see present-day-him out of his blankie!! two, he can speak clearly, but vash is struggling to breathe... i wonder if on top of not needing to eat and sleep, knives also doesn't need to breathe... but i also wonder if vash actually needs to breathe himself. considering next episode they fly up into space and vash seems fine.

okay, i guess "100 years" from episode 9 was a number from conrad...

wow this is just like 9 Hours 9 Persons 9 Doors for the Nintendo DS

he says it's his hypothesis so... is he lying or is his hypothesis just wrong? i... i don't know if he would be lying on purpose. or if he's actually right and this is genuine orange original lore (doubt). how did he come to this conclusion? how would he detect the presence or absence of a soul anyway? imagine if this plan actually succeeded in the end. what would have happened? how would conrad have reacted if he was proved wrong?

viewing knives's microexpressions again like a completely normal person. his face softens when he says this. he really does genuinely care about the plants. it's just that his way of "caring" is. um. Like That.

COME. LET US TAKE IBUPROFEN TOGETHER.

subtle storytelling techniques. also again sinners with the capital S. also hello knives, you're so pretty!

he's both a receiver and a transmitter, wow this is just like 9 Hours 9 Persons 9 Doors for the Nintendo DS

not to keep overanalyzing knives's expressions, but... he looks a bit sad that vash will forget him. even though HE'S THE ONE MAKING HIM FORGET. ugh. knives, you're so. you're so. so frustrating.

waaaaiiit knives with the punisher tho... and the hand on the hip... he's serving

so much of this is vash's insecurities being made manifest, i wonder how much "work" knives actually has to do here. vash is full to the brim with guilt, it's not something knives would have to do much to bring out of him. well, most of that guilt is knives's fault to begin with...

this always gets me. this ALWAYS gets me... "love," he says... love, huh... love... i do think there is love. i do think love exists between them. it exists, but this is not an act of love. or, if you must call it love, if knives is telling himself he's doing this out of love, it's a love filtered through a thousand (or a million, haha, get it) layers of fear and trauma.

the "plant room" is where tesla is, right? we've only seen the one other geranium. also rem makes an "oh shit" face when nai says that...

thinking about this conversation. this... back and forth between vash and nai... about how humanlike vash is and how plantlike nai is. it's a sore spot for both of them... it clearly is for vash, but thinking about how nai feels... he's the one who's being asked to put on an act. he's the one being asked to suppress a part of himself. i know that's rem's way of trying to protect him, but... it must make him feel bad. even if he doesn't make it obvious. maybe that's why he keeps making digs at vash. :(

oh, it did, but if knives were to acknowledge that, his entire worldview would collapse, so...

vash tabs over to his own profile and then scrolls to tesla's profile. why is nai in a different tab than vash and tesla. for that matter, if vash and nai were supposed to be a secret, why do they have profiles in the database at all. did rem make those? did conrad?

maybe rem's biggest mistake was letting nai read the bible

the microexpressions again :')

he's saying this to manipulate vash but is that the only reason why he's saying it? is this what knives genuinely believes?

okay i don't care about this guy at all but the fact that he's still holding his noodles is funny. i'd do the same.

speak for yourself, knives.

WAIT HIS BLANKIE IS ON AGAIN FOR THIS? hmmm... his blankie. his cocoon, his shield. is it because he's killing rem? again? so he needs his blankie? as a form of comfort. he uses his blankie to hide, it covers his face.

i genuinely do not know what i should call it besides "blankie." sorry.

the way he words this... i thought maybe he was using cryosleep to extend his life like luida and brad, but no i think he just actually lived that long. he's got a few... attachments(?) so i guess those were part of the life-elongating process...?

hmm maybe he did use cryosleep though, since he said he's done 100 years of research even though it's been 150 years...? either way he's old as fuck though LOL so there is some fuckery going on

he's doing bad things right now. he's being bad. but his squinty face is so cute LOL

WHERE was that post that pointed out this looks like rem. bc it does. if you look closely, that's her hair.

ummm... it's after midnight again... i think i should be able to write and publish tomorrow's post in a more timely manner :'D

#*makes 999 references* *doesn't elaborate*#tristampparty #june speaks #trigun talk

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hannahssimblr · 5 months

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The lights are still on in the mobile, and the windows glow warm yellow through the gauzy blinds. The silence of the late evening is punctuated only by the chirping of insects in the grass, and the crunch of our feet upon it. Long weeks under the sun have left it dry and crisp underfoot, though footfall has worn it away to dust and dirt around the steps to the veranda.

“Mister Turner, is that you there?” I jump as a voice cuts through the darkness. At first I didn’t notice anybody there, but Shane’s mother sits on a deck chair with a novel on her lap looking at me with a curious tilt of her head. A little citrine candle lights up the pages of her book and fills the air with the smell of lemons.

“Hello Caroline,” I clear my throat, hit with a strong urge to be extremely polite, “How are you this evening?”

“I’m well, thank you,” she says, “Is this your new girlfriend?”

“No,” I glance at Clóda who is looking at anything but me. “She’s just come with me to get something of Shane’s. Um, would you mind if we go inside to get it?”

She peers at us, “Are ye all hanging about down on the beach?”

“Yeah.”

“Not getting up to anything your mother wouldn’t like to hear about I hope.”

I shake my head, “No, Caroline,” though she and I both know that she’d never tell my mother anything. All the other mothers avoid mine at the coffee shop when they see her and say things about how odd she is when they think I’m safely out of earshot, but they’re all like this, even her peers back home in Clontarf. It'd be more surprising to me if they were friendly to her.

She waves us away and goes back to her book, “Go ahead in, so, if you know what you’re looking for.”

Before I go inside Caroline stops me with a hand on mine, “C’mere to me,” she says very quietly, “Would you do me a favour when you’re in there?”

She pulls me close to her face, “Would you ever go in and ask Kelly if she wants to go and hang out with ye all?”

“Um… Kelly?”

“She’s not really mixing with the other young people, she’s on her own a lot and I think all she needs is someone like you to ask her to go out and hang about with you. She won’t listen to me when I tell her, so don’t tell her it was me who asked. I’m just worried about her cooped up in there all evening watching the telly or whatever she’s doing.”

I shrug, “Okay, if you want.”

She gives my hand a satisfactory pat, “Thank you Jude, I think it’d mean the world to her just to be asked, especially by such a nice boy as yourself.”

“Yeah, of course, no problem.”

Shane’s room is our first destination, and we set about digging half a dozen bottles from beneath his bed. I don’t know where he got these or for how long he’s hidden them here, but I don’t suppose that alcohol really goes bad, nor are we in any position to be picky about it even if it did.

Clóda’s curiosity gets the better of her as I’m underneath the bed frame, “Who’s Kelly?”

“Shane’s little sister,” I say quietly so that my voice doesn’t penetrate these notoriously thin walls. “I dunno what her story is. She never really talks to us.”

“Oh, well, do you think it’s a bit weird that her mam is telling you to hang out with her?”

“Yeah a bit, but let’s not tell anyone that maybe. I think it’d be embarrassing if everyone knew, don’t you?”

“Mm. Maybe.”

I swipe a layer of dust off my t-shirt and begin putting several bottles into the pockets of my cargo shorts. I work slowly and carefully so that none of them clink together and cause enough noise to raise Caroline’s suspicions. There are two left. “Do you have space for any?” Clóda looks down at her skimpy outfit with pockets that wouldn’t even fit a quarter of her own hands. “Right, never mind.” I shove them into the waistband of my shorts and head back into the hallway.

“That’s Kelly’s room,” I whisper, and we hover awkwardly around the door for several long moments.

I raise my fist and knock.

A voice comes from within. “What?”

“Uh…Hi, do you-”

“Ugh! Shane. If this is about the DS, I told you it’s my turn on it today and I’m having it, so you can piss off away from my door, and-” She flings it open to see me and Clóda instead, and her face drains of colour. “Oh God.”

I don’t know what comes over me, but the sight of her there with her curly hair sticking up around her face, wearing hot pink floral matching pyjamas makes a laugh explode from me. And not one of my normal laughs, but a high pitched squawk. Her eyes boggle in horror and she blinks once. Twice before she manages; “Wha- um, I’m sorry, but what the actual hell are you doing here?”

I stuff my knuckles into my mouth, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Jesus, Kelly, I’m not, um, laughing at you really, you just looked so surprised, and… in those pyjamas and everything.”

She looks down at herself as though she can’t believe she’s even wearing them, like they’ve appeared on her body without her knowledge. She looks at Clóda then and almost turns the same colour as them. “Everything else is in the wash! God! Did Shane send you here to play another stupid prank on me?”

“No, it’s- We were here to get something but then we were uh, we were wondering if you want to come and hang out with us. We’re down on the dunes near the surf shack.”

“Why would you want me to go there?”

“I dunno, in case you wanted to. I just thought I’d be nice and ask.”

I can’t tell if she’s shocked or furious, or something in between, “I’m sorry, you’ve come here to be nice? Do you think I was born yesterday? Why do you think I would want to go anywhere with you?”

“I don’t know. If you were bored or something or if you wanted company.”

“Yeah, okay. Well I’m not that bored, thank you very much.”

“Oh yeah? Where are your friends tonight?”

She baulks. “Busy. Just like me,” and I peer into the tiny twin room behind her to see just a half empty bag of popcorn and a Nintendo DS on one of the beds. “Wow, yeah I can see that.”

“Leave me alone please.”

“Yeah, fine.”

After she slams the flimsy door in our faces I look at a shell shocked Clóda and shrug. That’s classic Kelly. She’s not been right with me since I put a frog in her hair two summers ago.

“She’s nice, isn’t she?” I mutter to her as we pass through the tiny kitchen. She snorts into her elbow, and this moment seems to dissolve the tension between us, “Oh God,” She says, “Yes she’s a real delight, I definitely wouldn’t want to be on the wrong side of her.”

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#eek #did you miss kelly #but i kind of feel bad for her here tbh #or do i #lucky boy

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the-eggplantblog · 6 months

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*INSERT EPIC BLOG INTRODUCTION HERE*

Hello everyone, I'm @generalfoxy21 , the administrator of this account, you can call me foxy/rose,preferably foxy, as you can see I'm a random person on the internet, who likes Rayman and sometimes makes ugly drawings and creates this account to create and share exclusively related things with rayman XD.

ok this blog is about rayman, all the content is related to rayman and I will not publish other things on this blog that are not related to rayman or his fandom (um unless the administrator wants to do it because she can do it... OK no)

✨Blog content typically consists of:

>answer questions or react to headcanons, which the fandom puts in my inbox.

>The rayman appreciation posts, where well I react to an image of rayman XD.

>Publish blogs about rayman, on random topics about the franchise.

>Reblogs

>Drawings and fanarts of rayman.

*Insert cringe fursona*

✨💖Short info💖✨

>nicknames foxy/rose (preferably foxy when talking directly to me and rose for me raysona:v)

>gender: female💖 XD

>age: 14

>favorite color:💜

>zodiac sign:aries🐐

>person with asperg (asperg is within the autism spectrum, being a type of autism)

>I don't know I'm very good at social interaction xd, I only know how to talk about the things I like XD.

>Favorite rayman characters: rayman,razorbear,reflux,André,globox, betilla,ales mansay,the magician.

>Favorite Rayman: of the ones I've played, it's really difficult to decide between 1 and 2 This really, I'm just telling you NEVER PLAY RAYMAN RAVING RABBID TV PARTY FOR DS IT IS TERRIBLE AND BORING.

>my favorite rayman villain is razorbear and reflux:D

>Other things I like apart from Rayman: Sonic, Spyro, pokemon, Mario, pmd, Su, ok.ko lets be heroes, ect.

💔things that I prohibit on my blog💔

>pedophilia and any kind of paraphilia

>weird fetishes

>things +18 and nswf

>harassment and bullying in any form

>theft of art, tracing and recolors

>identity theft and any other type of theft

>homophobia

If you do any of these things that make me uncomfortable, morally questionable things or I see it necessary, I will block you💔.

well I think that would be all for now anyway I hope you can get to know me a little better ❤️‍🩹☺️ and now I'm leaving.

#rayman #rayman fandom #intro post #introductory post #raysona

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pix3lplays · 3 months

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Ramble about video games~

Also um spoilers for Chrono Trigger…game came out in 1995 but just in case-

Random but I was thinking about my favorite video game of all time today.

Who else played Chrono Trigger? I was a kid…and I remember watching a video where someone talked about a boss from the game and somehow that was enough for me to go and find it for myself and play it-

Love at FIRST SIGHT I’m TELLING YOU-

I don’t remember my exact age but something I did when I was little was name everything after myself haha, but I remember using the default names for this game. Random and unimportant but I thought it was funny lol. I had this How To Train Your Dragon game on my DS and all my dragons just. Had my name or the name of a random color because those were the only things I could spell haha, I was so young-

But yeah I used the default names for Chrono Trigger, though now every time I replay I tend to name Frog ‘Glenn’ and when I’m feeling extra angsty I’ll name Magus ‘Janus’ haha

BUT SERIOUSLY that game is so good the amount of DETAIL and EFFORT put into every little part of it??

I used to know like EVERY single secret and stuff haha but anyways-

My party was always Frog, Ayla, and Magus and I remember that quest where you upgrade the Masamune. Like the little details were INSANE- if you had Magus on your party he would look away when the Masamune upgraded-like I know it’s just a little thing but oh my gosh I was OBSESSED??

And the music was SO good. SO GOOD. So many of the songs are a PART of me now, and Magus Confronted/Battle with Magus?? I will STILL stand by that as one of the greatest boss themes ever made-also World Revolution and Last Battle but yeah

And also you could have Magus fight and kill his own horrible mother, and they had SPECIAL DIALOGUE WITH EACH OTHER?? I was ALL about that-actually if I remember correctly he has a monologue and his theme starts playing during it too-

And going to that little village…if you’re playing as Magus his cat will recognize you and follow you??? Yeah. That was cool.

I do talk about Magus a lot haha…and he was the one I wrote the most fanfiction for too, I think I have five different note tabs of Magus fanfiction haha…I WANTED him haha I ADMIT IT…but my favorite character is still Glenn. Magus is a VERY close second but…Glenn.

And I love how their stories are interwoven. I LOVED that scene on the cliff’s edge where you can choose revenge or mercy as Glenn.

(I restarted haha because I totally went revenge first and I killed Magus and then got sad when all that remained was his pendant…)

Honestly Glenn’s mercy dialogue?? I was INSPIRED, I was a KID and I was like how is he going to justify not taking revenge on Magus?? But then he DID and I just- :0

Also when the game wants to be funny it ACTUALLY is funny haha, Dalton getting mad when the music was wrong was so funny. Him throwing the fireball at you only for it to immediately deflect was funny. Him hitting you with “whoa look over there!” and it actually working on your entire party was FUNNY-

And Magus and his dry humor was immaculate. Have him on your party when you’re doing the Marle’s mother mission and he’ll be the first one to find the genuine, heartfelt letter from her mother and his immediate reaction is to turn to you and say, “shall we burn it?” What is WRONG with him I love him so much-

That one ending where you can get Glenn and the Queen together?? Thusly turning Marle part frog?? That is GENIUS and HILARIOUS-the fact that they even let you do that…

Ozzie being all haha you can’t beat me and making himself impervious to damage only for you to just…flip a lever and defeat him immediately. And also the whole sequence of going through Ozzie’s castle was great haha. You can walk into an obvious trap and he’ll laugh at you and fade into the shadows?? That was so funny.

That one boss fight that was afraid of heights and thusly wouldn’t attack you because you were high up-

Also there is so much to say about how complicated the characters were despite being a video game that came out in 1995-

Specifically referring to Glenn and Magus though I swear THOSE TWO were the main characters to me haha.

Glenn’s my favorite and his story is GREAT but MAGUS?

(Also I still remember those scenes where you find the monsters worshiping the Magus statues they were so ominous…)

He’s so complicated I love it. He’s mean he’s grouchy he threatens you all the time he’s prideful on the surface but he plays the part of the villain even though his goal is to LITERALLY save the world. That scene leading up to the confrontation?? With the fire?? Epic. YEAH he’s a bad mean cruel man but…his main goal is to save the ONE person who had ever showed him true genuine kindness. Him and Schala make me emotional-he just wants to save and protect his big sister-

Also I feel like I should mention it haha I DID play Chrono Cross too, purely because I wanted to see how it connected to Chrono Trigger and. Yeah it’s not a bad game by any means but it just wasn’t for me. I thought a lot of the character designs were pretty cool and I thought the story was interesting enough. But yeah it was not Chrono Trigger. I think I got about halfway through it before I just. Went back to replaying Chrono Trigger-

Also I know I’m not the only one-Magus’s sprites were lowkey kinda hot haha. Him adjusting his glove. His cool arm motions when he casts a spell. The way his hair flows when you run as him. His COOL attack animations-especially the critical hits. I’m about it. And then you open the menu to mess with your equipment and he just looks…so scary haha. I still love him I WOULD marry him and I say that CONFIDENTLY haha. It’s like still having feelings for your childhood love~

And okay the criticisms about Chrono Trigger are typically pretty fair but that doesn’t make it a bad video game at all.

In my opinion…10/10.

Also side note Earthbound is really really really good too also one of my favorites~ AND THE REVITALIZER?? FROM CHRONO TRIGGER?? MAKES AN APPEARANCE IN EARTHBOUND??? THANK YOU.

But yeah I love Chrono Trigger. I remember I even played a fan game that gave more of a backstory to Magus making himself look like a Prophet to Queen Zeal. Cool.

Thinking about my Magus x reader fanfics now. I have in my notes something about a fic I wanted to write where Magus lost his lover to Lavos, or the flow of time, because I’m just angsty that way. Wonder why I never did it.

Other stuff included headcanons about his physical appearance and stuff. I had things like he has “sharp nails” and such.

Quote random person in Antiquity: “The prophet’s aura is clouded with hatred and sorrow. If he does not free himself of those emotions, he’ll destroy himself and those he loves along with him.” And I thought about that WAY too much-like EXCUSE ME??

Also I love the way Magus talks. “Unimaginable is the power of Lavos! Before him, all are as leaves cast to the bitter black winds that howl about Death’s black wings.” Yeah SAY It KING.

Anyways I’m just sayin it’s not weird to have a crush on Magus you can tell me I won’t judge.

Please marry me, Magus.

And of course I have a bit about reader calling him “Janus” instead of Magus I thought I was on to something haha.

Also I JUST remembered him being all, “oh kiss any princesses lately?” when he encountered Glenn. That was FUNNY.

Anyways I meant for this to be more of a Chrono Trigger appreciation post and not so much a Magus appreciation post but um yeah that’s very in-character for me to get a little off focus.

I think I’ve literally only found a single Magus x reader fic online hmm maybe I’ll change that…

Would anyone read that?? Seriously tell me. I’m adding Magus to my writing list lol…

Anyways yeah play Chrono Trigger. It’s GOOD. I wanna play it right now but I know if I start it up again I’ll disappear completely for a few days haha. But if I disappear for a few days you’ll know what happened, I have NO self-control lol.

#chrono trigger #Chrono trigger Magus #Magus my beloved

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ms0milk · 2 years

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falling asleep with a claustrophobic s/o

| ft. tengen, rengoku, sanemi, and giyuu

a/n: i'm SUPER cleithrophobic (which is like clastrophobia but more a fear of being trapped and unable to get out, rather than being afraid of small spaces in general) and cuddling is really hard for me. sometimes i, me, the author has to indulge in some VERY specific comfort hcs 🙈

tengen

bedtime got you down?

cuddling feel like being buried alive?

well you’re in luck!

b/c your husband is as broad as a california king

‘but i’m big big :(‘ you protest

to which i say

sorry

he’s even bigger

he will always be bigger than you and he will always want your weight sprawled on top of him

tengen thuds onto his back in a sea of satin sheets

“come”

he pats his chest invitingly and peers over his big old bust at you

“ten, i’m not sleeping on top of you.”

he pouts and drums his chest some more

“you don’t love me anymore”

“your boobs are too big!”

pouty lips curling at the corners, he sits up a bit to reach for your hand

you always fight him when you think you’re being a burden

you don’t wanna fall asleep tangled in his arms?

nonissue

he would sleep on hot coals if it made you more comfortable

smile on his face

“you love these double Ds”

“they’ll give me a crick so bad i die”

you’re not fighting him anymore though, as he takes your hand and pulls you forward

“dying in my arms y/n, very romantic”

it only takes one tug to pull you off balance and your head lands squarely above his heart

you can hear it beating clearly here

and if anything, a little too fast

“you got a crush or ‘sum?” you murmur into his collarbone with one defeated, and cozily squished cheek

it’s perfect like this

you wiggle all your limbs and bask in the freedom

he tosses a blanket over your little dogpile

and rests a hand on the back of your head to keep you from slipping

“y/n, a crush?” he grumbles into your hair, “when we first met, i once– from the thought of you alone– without touching myself– achiev–”

“goodnight tengen”

rengoku

kyojuro is ridiculous i swear

who thought ‘yes i’ll simply write the perfect man and then let him be perfect in front of a yearning audience’??

a sweaty heat between you

legs over hips

your waist in his arms

a thumb swiping at your cheekbone rhythmically

it’s too hot

–can’t bend your arms, can’t free your hips, it's too–

“it’s–it’s too much”

you roll a few times out of his arms to the safety of your empty futon beside his

“i’m sorry kyo”

he’s warm and wide and heavy and so fucking cuddly

“my love, are you alright?”

when you peek at him behind you, in his own bedding, his golden eyes look so concerned it kills you

he’s propped himself up on an elbow

ready to jump into action

has he offended you?

are you unwell?

do you need a doctor?

“i’m sorry” you murmur and turn away from him “i’m tired, i don’t want to touch tonight”

“oh love, i’m sorry, i wasn’t trying to–”

“no, no” you roll back over in a hurry to correct him, “i just have to be over here right now”

he doesn’t understand

“are…um, have i, maybe..”

how could you possibly tell the man who hung the stars for you that holding him at night makes it difficult to breathe?

“my chest,” you pull one of his hands out of his blanket and press it against your heart, across the divide of your futons laid side by side, “it feels tight when i’m in closed spaces”

he melts in your touch and lowers himself back into bed to listen

“i don’t...like feeling like i can’t move”

it takes him all of eight seconds to cure your anxiety

“i hold you at night to make you feel safe. It has not been. My darling, what can i do to comfort you?”

i life without this man is no life at all

you fall asleep easily on his outstretched arm that night, his other hand rubbing patterns down your back

“you should always tell me these things y/n, i will help you.”

from then on, on days where his arms are too heavy for you, or his bedding is too hot, kyojuro tucks you in and then falls asleep facing your futon so that the first and last thing he sees everyday is you at peace

sanemi

“what do you mean you don’t want me to hold you? are you fucking defective?”

ah yes

doesn’t he just make your knees weak

“real panty soaker you are nems”

sanemi is behind you and seconds away from reaching an arm across your waist, having finally gathered enough courage to spoon you

this is what people want right?!

to be the little spoon??

he would want that if he were you

you roll away from him two times to make sure you’re facing him and far enough away to see his face clearly

it’s whole fucking ordeal

“i don’t like getting spooned”

“huh?” he grimaces

and makes a dramatic show of stretching his arms out wide in exasperation

“it’s just too restrictive! i don’t like it”

“you don’t seem to care about restriction when i’m fucking folding you in–”

“do not finish that sentence”

“–half!”

first night together going just swimmingly 🤟🏽

sanemi finally has a chance to be gentle with you and you don’t even want it

“how do you normally sleep?” your airy voice snaps him momentarily out of a rage

“however i fucking want”

“then get comfortable”

“what?”

what are you talking about?

“go on then” you repeat, holding back giggles from the other side of the mattress “get comfortable, I have an idea”

he looks to you and then back up at the ceiling and huffs

“c’mon nems jus–”

his arms suddenly shoot straight out next to him and he kicks up his knees under the blanket

⭐️

he’s still staring at the ceiling but now his face is bright red

“o-oh,” you bite back laughter, “is this..is this how you do it normally?”

“shut up”

he’s not embarrassed for long though, as you snake your way beside him

“let me know if you don’t like it”

he’s not sure what he’s expecting– anything? everything?– and he’s really not sure how to breathe when you lay a careful head on his shoulder

you press your chests together and tuck one of your thighs between his legs

adjust your cheek into the hollow of his collarbone

“is this okay sanemi? you lay on your back, i lay on my stomach”

is this okay sanemi

he might love you

“you sleep like a starfish so i’ll just latch on where i can”

“whatever”

he’s thankful you can’t see him fighting to not bury his face in your sweet hair

“oh i get it” your voice and chest rumble with laughter against his body “you just want me to spoon you”

and for the first time all night he’s too distracted to be a bloodthirsty bastard

“you can do that?”

“roll over”

giyuu

three demon hordes, two sleepless nights, and one lost finger

and this is going to be what kills you?

giyuu gulps

you don’t even make a sound

you’re both hovering at the foot of a single futon in the center of the inn room

“i asked for two”

is the only thing he can muster

you shake yourself out of your daze and rest a hand on your sword hilt

“we can do this”

giyuu nods vaguely but doesn’t look at you

you’ve been together for weeks

a hundred years longer than the hashira thought anyone could stand him

but haven’t needed to fall asleep together yet

‘burn that bridge when we cross it,’ you always thought

besides, you and giyuu have never needed a bed

giyuu is the first to lay down after bathing

he stands up politely when you enter the room from your own bath but you can tell he’s exhausted

he’s back down even faster than he stood and visibly fighting the urge to sleep for forty days and nights

you sink to your knees beside the bed

“may i?”

and before you even get the last word out, he’s tossing the blanket back for you

dark eyes

parted lips

hair covering his face in long tumbles

“please”

gods you have such a big crush on this little awkward man

okay

alright

your first full night together might not be so scary after all

he looks like he’ll fall asleep immediately

you might not even have to tell him–

“y/n,” he tugs on you before pulling the blanket up so far it floats down over your heads,

“closer.”

he hates this

he can’t feel your warmth

“tomioka wait– i–”

he moves closer before you can finish your thought

and cups your hands in his

it’s difficult to make out his expression in the dim candlelight filtering through your comforter

but you wish you could have seen exactly how he looked before he brought both of your hands to his lips for a gentle kiss

in one hand he laces your fingers together and with the other he pulls the bedding back down to a reasonable shoulder-level

“don’t worry y/n, i know you don’t like tight spaces”

you’re laying on your sides facing each other, fingers tangled together

“is it okay if i hold you.. like this?”

you nod, blissfully

sleepily

you really didn’t have to tell him

“i’m sorry about your finger”

…

“what?”

“your finger”

he murmurs into your knuckles still held against his face

eyes closed so gently they flutter

“the one a demon bit off”

right

you exhale softly in laughter, the air blowing over his cheek

“don’t worry, it was my least favorite”

“mine too”

op-

there he is

#i love getting to write snarky tengen #did giyuu ask for one futon on purpose?#nemi my gremlin husbad #husBAD #and kyo the object of my every affection #sfw #kny hcs #kny fluff #tengen x reader #rengoku x reader #sanemi x reader #giyuu x reader

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bregee13 · 20 days

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Drawn to Life: Mario Party Edition (DS)

Round One

(Last Chapter)

(Also Available on ao3)

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After a quick loading screen, a bird's eye view of the board appeared on everyone's devices. The board was a giant pinball machine. It was dark, but with many bright neon colors and flashing lights. Parts of the board looked like it was ripped straight from a casino.

Grinning, Wilfre could hardly contain his excitement. 'It looks just how I wanted that wasteland to be!'

The other three players looked up from their screens at Wilfre. His tail wagged violently. But none of them dared to bring it up and ruin his mysterious intimidating aura.

Then came the time to roll the dice.

"Okay, uh…" Mike, trying to redirect attention to the game, began to explain. "This is what will decide the turn order. Highest number goes first. Everyone ready?"

The Raposa nodded and pressed their buttons.

Jowee rolled a six.

Mike rolled a three.

Wilfre rolled a one, which made Jowee laugh.

Wilfre's grin fell and his tail stopped.

After glaring at Jowee, Mari rolled a nine.

"Woah! Nice roll, Mari!" Jowee complimented.

Mari sheepishly smiled. "Thanks, Jowee."

"Looks like you'll be going first, Mari!" Mike added.

Wilfre grumbled to himself.

Mari shrugged to the group.

After receiving ten coins each, the first star appeared at the top segment of the board.

"Alright, before we get started, do you guys want me to explain how things work?" Mike asked. "Or would you rather go into it blind?"

"Ooh! Don't tell us anything! I wanna see it all firsthand!" Jowee exclaimed.

"Mm, I dunno... I really think I'd rather know what I was doing..." Mari interjected.

"Oh." Mike looked at the two, stumped. "Looks like we're tied, huh."

*ahem!* Wilfre cleared his throat.

"O-Oh. Uh, right!" Mike's skin crawled. "W-What do you think? Uh-"

"Wilfre."

"Y-Yeah, that's it... What do you want?"

"What I want is to get straight to the game. Seems simple enough to figure out."

"O-Oh. Okay well uh.. Guess we're going straight into it."

"Wait a minute, what about Mari?" Jowee argued. "She's going first! Shouldn't she choose?"

"Oh. Well, that's a good point."

Wilfre rolled his eyes under his hood and impatiently groaned.

They ignored Wilfre as their attention turned to Mari. "Well, Mari?" Mike asked.

"Uhh," Her gaze turned to Jowee, who gave her a reassuring smile. Then she turned to an annoyed Wilfre. "Um," She turned to Mike. "I guess I'll be fine without an explanation."

Jowee's gaze saddened.

"Alright then. Go ahead and roll. But if you change your mind, let me know, okay?"

Mari nodded and rolled a five. She moved straight ahead until she got under an archway. "Tap the spinner, see if you're a winner," she read aloud. She pressed a button. Mario cried 'Oh no' as she didn't win.

Moving on, she landed on a friendship space. "What's this?" She was prompted to choose a player to share coins with. "Choose a friend, huh?" She selected Jowee. They both received five coins. "This is for you, friend!"

Jowee perked up and grinned. "Aw, why thank you friend!" His cheeks turned pink.

Wilfre shook his head. 'These two better not be like this the entire time.'

Then came Jowee's turn. His tail wagging, he rolled an eight. "Nice!" He followed Mari through the jackpot archway, and passed by her. Picking up a hex along the way, Jowee had the star in his sights. "I'm gonna get it before you, Mari!" He teased.

"Nuh uh! You're short by two spaces!"

"Well, I'm still closer than you!" Jowee turned to the path of the star and landed on a red space, which made him lose three coins. "Aw, what!? That's not fair!"

Mari giggled.

'God, if he's saying that about a red space, how the heck is he gonna react to everything else?!' Mike rolled a five. But instead of heading toward the archway, he turned left. 'If I go this way, I'll go in the shop next turn. Besides, one of them will probably get the star by the time I get there anyway.' Mike landed on a blue space, gaining three coins.

Then came Wilfre's turn. After looking over the board, he rolled a nine.

"Uh, nice roll!" Mike complimented.

Wilfre nodded. Following Mike, he turned left. Passing by him, Wilfre entered the shop and carefully browsed before buying a double dice for three coins.

Jowee glared at Wilfre. 'He pressured Mari because he was impatient to sit in the shop for a bazillion years??'

After leaving the shop, Wilfre landed on a green space. A flipper whammed against Daisy, making her soar up into the air toward the top of the board. And as soon as she went up, she came crashing down directly onto a bumper.

Jowee couldn't help but laugh a little. 'Serves him right!'

After the fall, the bumper awarded Wilfre with ten coins.

"WHAT!?" Jowee's mood instantly took a turn.

"Whoa! That's a lot of coins!" Mari noted.

"Oh, yeah, that's what those green spaces by the flippers do." Mike explained.

"That's not fair!!" Jowee complained.

Mike shrugged. "That's just how Mario Party is, sorry." 'Oh God no, what horrible mistake did I just make?"

Then came time for the minigame.

"Okay! Minigame time!" Mike redirected. "This is the main way to get coins."

Mario and Daisy's icons changed to blue and red respectively.

"Oh. Looks like this will be a two versus two game."

The game roulette rolled through four of the minigames to choose.

"Two versus two? You mean two of us against the other two?" Mari asked. "Who?"

"Uhh, you'll see."

The game picked a minigame called Hanger Management. Where the players ride a hanger on a wire, and each team cooperates to get to the end first. And the teams were..

"Me and Mari versus Jowee and Wilfre..."

Jowee looked down at his game, distraught.

"Aw, I'm sorry Jowee," Mari patted his back. "Maybe we'll team up next round, friend!"

"Yeah... Thanks, friend." He looked over to Wilfre, who was glaring at him underneath his hood.

"You better keep up."

Jowee sunk into his scarf. "Y-yeah."

Mike looked at the two before pulling Mari aside. "...Are you sure that guy is good now?"

"Um, yeah. Wilfre is just uh. Readjusting to things," She paused. "Jowee will be okay. Yeah." She nodded, reassuring herself.

"Okay," Mike said, unconvinced. "And don't worry about the minigame. I know this game like the back of my hand." He boasted.

"Uh, thanks"

The game started. Both teams got up to a rough start. "Left! No, Right! Your other Left!"

But after a second, Mari saw what Mike was doing and quickly picked up on what to do. Balancing evenly on their hanger, they started going much faster.

"Yeah! That's it!" Mike cheered.

Meanwhile, Wilfre and Jowee continued at a screechingly slow pace. "Watch out for the-" Jowee winced. "-Pole."

"You Baki, we're stuck! Move to the left!" Wilfre snapped.

"What!? You're the one who got us stuck!"

Wilfre and Jowee continued to argue, constantly bumping into things. And as a result of their poor communication, they lost.

Toad and Mario jumped and cheered, as they won. They were both awarded with ten coins.

"Nice work, teammate!" Mike complimented.

"Ah, thanks!"

"Hey Mari, good game!" Jowee shook her hand.

"Good game, Jowee!"

Wilfre stared at the other three, irritated. But, wanting to save face, he took a breath and nodded. "Yes, good work. But it isn't over yet," He looked down at his screen to see Mari had taken first place. "Not even close."

End Round Stats

Mari: 0 Stars, 25 Coins, no Items, 0 Items Used, 0 Blue Spaces, 0 Red Spaces, 0 Green Spaces, 0 Hexes Set, 1 Friends Made, 1 Minigames Won, 5 Steps Taken

Jowee: 0 Stars, 12 Coins, Ten Coin Hex, 0 Items Used, 0 Blue Spaces, 1 Red Spaces, 0 Green Spaces, 0 Hexes Set, 0 Friends Made, 0 Minigames Won, 8 Steps Taken

Mike: 0 Stars, 23 Coins, no Items, 0 Items Used, 1 Blue Spaces, 0 Red Spaces, 0 Green Spaces, 0 Hexes Set, 0 Friends Made, 1 Minigames Won, 5 Steps Taken

Wilfre: 0 Stars, 17 Coins, Triple Dice, 0 Items Used, 0 Blue Spaces, 0 Red Spaces, 1 Green Spaces, 0 Hexes Set, 0 Friends Made, 0 Minigames Won, 9 Steps Taken

#drawn to life #my writing #mario party #fanfic

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Loving your podcast (except the amount of “ums” used in every sentence ;) )! I shared it with my husband as we venture into our dd/ds journey. It’s very refreshing to hear a real couple and their real perspectives from fetish/kink POV’s. I know you’ve talked a lot about your DD and spanking fetish; but how did you actually start/come out to CD about these things? What was his initial reaction?

Sorry for the late reply, I was a bit triggered by your 'joke' about my overuse of "ums". I believe in at least one podcast episode I addressed how I am self-conscious about how I am not a graceful speaker and how it makes editing difficult because I am not a linear speaker or thinker. I lose my train of thought frequently, struggle to find words, etc. So, I do say 'um' excessively, it's way worse IRL than on the podcast as we edited the vast majority of them out. Not all can be removed as it would break the flow of conversation or whatever else. We tried to edit to make things a little more cohesive and easier to listen to. So, yeah, what I basically got from your message was 'this person finds you annoying even when your way of speaking is cleaned up more than 50%' and that's painful even though it's true, I wish you hadn't told me that as I can't really do anything about it, it's just part of how my ADHD or other neurodivergence works. I felt like I should respond to that portion as I'm working on using my voice to defending myself, being less of a people pleaser, accepting myself and having more self-compassion/respect, etc. But I don't want to dwell so, moving on to the far more enjoyable part of your ask!

I think I've shared how I 'came out' to CD at some point in the past but I don't recall what blog post(s) that would have been in. If I come across them later I'll try to reblog for you. It's now been about 10 years since I asked for DD, and I had told CD about my interest in spanking prior to that, though I don't really recall when that was. So, my memory is not super detailed at this point but I'll try to give a general idea.

As wild as this is, he playfully spanked me before we were officially dating. About a week before he'd ask me to be his girlfriend, we went to the grocery store to hang out because that's all that is open in our town after like 7pm so we'd just go walk around the store sometimes when we were friends. And this day I had attended a funeral and I was still wearing a dress but I had switched into some flip-flops so my feet would be more comfortable. And as we're walking around I decided to buy some chips, but the ones I wanted were on a higher shelf and I am short, so I stepped on one of the lower shelves to get myself high enough to reach the chips I wanted, but one of my flip-flops fell off and he grabbed it while I was still up on the shelf and used it to swat my butt. I think basically in response to seeing that he was open to that sort of play (literally meaning play, no sexual connotation) I started leaning into that sort of play fighting, play wrestling kinda rough housing stuff with him and I'd slap his ass to get him to retaliate. He'd always do this harder, so I'd fight back harder, and I think it was after we were officially dating, but it eventually advanced to him using my belt on me over my pants! But it was all very giggly and playful. In hindsight, this sort of play probably should have made it clear to both of us that we were playing with spanking as a kink but it was never overtly sexual so I had compartmentalized it as just, innocent play. Haha.

I'm REALLY guessing here, but I think we had probably been dating at least six months before I actually told him I was into spanking. He's always had an easier time being open and direct with conversations in general, but especially sexual ones, than I have been. So pretty early on he would try to ask me questions to get a better understanding of my sexual interests and what I liked, basically. I had a lot of shame and anxiety around my sexuality and my kinks and had no experience with being open about anything like that, I found myself sort of just getting awkward when he tried to get me to talk about things like that, and so he never pushed too hard. I knew that spanking was a meaningful part of my sexuality but I was so young and naive still that I thought this was like a one in a million type of kink to have. So for a while I thought it was so weird that I would just never be able to tell him or anyone as it was so 'freakish' in my mind. But as our relationship progressed and I felt safer and safer, it just felt less possible to keep it from him. So eventually I did. I don't remember exactly what I said, sorry. I know that when I spilled the beans, I said something like 'I hope you don't think I'm weird' or gross or a freak or something like that, idk exactly. But I know his response to me was essentially "What? no….that's hot!" which was SUCH a relief because I was so in love with him and it would have been devastating if he was judgemental of it. I believe he also said something to make me think that being into it wasn't nearly as weird (I guess what I really mean is rare) as I had believed it to be. At this time, I had not yet come across the idea of DD, so really all I shared was I was into spanking as that's basically all I knew.

After finding that out, he'd smack my butt while we were doing sexual things but I didn't really enjoy that much so that didn't last. A few years later I came across the idea of DD online and shared that with CD. He was curious but also had some concerns and a lot of questions. He didn't feel like I 'needed' rules and worried that giving me a rule would cause me to break that rule to get spanked which was a dynamic he didn't want to create. I didn't really have good answers to his questions, and I also was still deeply ashamed of these desires so it made it hard for me to have conversations about any of this. I'd even try to avoid saying the word 'spanking' out loud which was really confusing. In hindsight, I just clearly was not ready to engage with any of this stuff because I couldn't talk about it clearly enough to keep things safe. And I didn't realize that, but thankfully, he did. So for a while we'd occasionally talk about it but he'd raise the same questions that I didn't have good answers to and so I'd get awkward and embarrassed and end the conversation and it wouldn't be brought up again for a while. But over time we worked through some of the questions and concerns enough to feel comfortable giving it a try, except we couldn't think of any good rules at first. But then one day I lost my debit card again, which was a recurring problem for me, and it occurred to CD that it might make a good rule so he suggested it as our first rule and that's how we started.

And since then it's been a whole lot of communication and learning as we go, adapting regularly to insight we gain into ourselves and each other along the way. :)

#asks #d/s #vanilla to d/s

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