#3d times the charm? maybe?

[boyfrillish]

crying, it shows how off the grid I'd been during my break from pkmn, learning about things I never knew before and also just now for the first time saw the art for pokemon camp and I'm crying

Victor is precious (what else is new) and also Corviknight is there 🥹

[dumpywrites]

Knocked Out - Jeon Jungkook

Prompt: Watching a concert is fun, until you get knocked out by the idol's mic.

Prompt request: HERE

Genre/tags: Fluff, idol Jungkook, fan reader, drabble-ish, they have language barrier

Pairing: Jungkook x reader

a/n: After watching "Are you sure?!" I can't help but to make this. Jungkook trying to talk in english is just the most precious :')

The long awaited 2025 reunion. It was finally time to attend your dream concert. You had been saving enough money and the time was now for you to see BTS live right before your eyes. 

The first time seeing your favorite group had to be special. You were dressed up in light purple colored tee and a frilly white bottoms. You even had some cute Tata and Cooky plush charms hanging on your bag. You didn’t spend that huge stack of front line festival just to not look fun and eye catching. Even though your friend kept telling you that dolling up wouldn’t get your bias to notice you, you couldn’t care any less. Today was not the day to pretend and being a pick-me trying to not act like you were not an army. 

The gates were finally open, waiting for hours and not buying that one cool looking shoes you saw at the mall finally paid off. Your heart was racing at the view of the stage so up and close to you. Just imagining finally seeing seven of them in 3D was making you go crazy. Pun intended. 

The concert went fantastically great. You were singing, jumping, and dancing along to each and every song they performed. You cried during Spring Day and shouted your lungs out during Fire. Your friend was right though, it was almost their last song and so far, you had zero major interactions besides them waving to your direction, which could be directed to you and many people in your area. 

Dynamite was playing and the show had reached its final list, an encore. Confetti was everywhere, the members could be seen having fun, teasing each other. Jimin and Hobi were having a dance off, while Taehyung and Suga hyped them up from behind. You could see RM still rapping his verse, while Jin was busy taking fans’ phones to give them selfies. 

Then there came Jungkook, he somehow was running in full speed to the front of the stage, before jumping down to greet the fans bellow. Everyone was going mad, trying to get his attention. At this point, you were squeezed since he was in fact, right in front of you, but you were too busy getting lost in his eyes. You still could not believe this man was real and he was performing this close to you. 

You had always knew that Jungkook was a strong guy. You had watched enough of his random lives to know that the man loved working out. That was why you were not so surprised that you got knocked out when he wanted to point his mic to the crowd’s direction, but instead, accidentally battered you right in your forehead.

The next thing was quite a blur. You recalled seeing Jungkook’s eyes went even bigger than it already was, which you did not know was even possible, and then everyone around you shouting, the world was spinning before it faded to black. 

You expected to wake up in your house, but instead, you woke up to an all white room, obviously a hospital. You could see your friend running to your direction with a worried expression, as soon as she saw you getting your consciousness back. 

“Oh my god! How are you feeling?! Anything hurt? How’s your head? Can you remember me???” 

“Girl, relax…” You chuckled. “I’m fine, just a bit dizzy. What happened though?”

“Jungkook knocked you out cold with his mic.” She couldn’t hide the grin on her face. “I’d say you’re lucky, but on second thought, maybe not.” 

“Geez…” You held your head with your palm. “How did I get here?”

“You were immediately taken to hospital. One of the staff told me that Jungkook insisted this, because apparently, the management originally only wanted you to get checked by their medic team.” She said with admiration in her face. “That’s so kind of him, don’t you think?”

“I guess…” You couldn’t help but to feel giddy, even though you knew it was normal for him to react that way considering the situation. “I’m glad it happened during encore though, if not I would’ve ruined the show.” 

Your friend chuckled. “I’m just glad you’re okay. I’ll let the doctor know, wait just for a second…”

Not long after your friend left the room, you could hear a knocking sound from the door. Thinking it was your friend and the doctor, you quickly told them to come in. 

Lo and behold, Jeon Jungkook himself. 

To say you were shocked would be such an understatement. Were you dreaming? Maybe he hit your head too hard and made you hallucinating. Also, that white t-shirt was definitely emphasizing his wide shoulders. You could be biased but he looked way way way better in his casual attire.

“H-Hi!” 

Lord have mercy the man just spoke. 

“Am I dreaming???” You impulsively said, still looking at him in disbelief. 

Jungkook chuckled, shaking his head. “No.”

He fidgeted his fingers together, before moving closer to your bed, making sure to have an appropriate distance between the two of you. “I was gonna ask for translator, but it don’t feel right… I want to uh… apologize alone.”

Your heart melted at how sincere he looked. Despite the slight language barrier, he still tried his best. 

“It’s okay, I forgive you.”

“But I hit you very hard…” He looked down. “That’s not okay.”

“It was an accident.” You smiled. 

“Not okay.” He shook his head. “I’m really sorry!” 

He bowed his head to you. Knowing a bit about Korean culture, you knew what a ninety degrees bow was and what it meant. 

“Jungkook! It’s fine!” 

He lifted his head and sighed. “But you’re like this…” 

“I am perfectly fine right now.” You giggled. Funny how you could feel the nervousness slowly getting lifted.

He suddenly offered you his hand. You froze for a second, just processing on why you could see your idol’s hands near you let alone he himself offering it to you. 

“Jeon Jeongguk.” 

Oh? “No offense, but I already know. I’m quite literally your fan.” You giggled, but then offered your hand back for a handshake, after mentioning your name to him. 

He laughed. Honestly, what a sight. You almost wished to get hospitalized forever if that meant this view being a regular occurring thing. 

“Thank you for coming, you really don’t have to.” You said after he let go of your hand. “I might never get the chance again, so I’m just gonna say this now. Thank you for existing, you really don’t know the impact of you and your music in my life. BTS basically helped me get through the worst moments of my life, and to that I’m forever grateful…”

“I’m glad.” He flashed you a genuine smile. 

You knew the language made him reply in such short sentence, but he didn’t need to say more as his eyes and smile could already tell you how happy he looked hearing your words. 

“I have a request.” You suddenly said. 

He tilted his head at you and voiced a small “huh”. 

“Can I hold your hand?” You quickly reasoned as soon as the sentence left your mouth. “I’m not taking advantage of the situation, I swear! It’s just… your hands are shaking.” You looked at him with worry. 

“Oh!” He nervously laughed. “Sure, you can.”

Although anxious, you carefully placed your hand above his, patting it softly. He gave you a smile again before surprising you by holding your hand. You started wondering what country did you safe in your past life for this to happen. 

“Better?” Obviously, you were blushing like crazy at this point. 

He nodded. “Yup.” 

“Alright.” As much as you didn’t want to, you then withdrew your hand. 

“I have to go now, staff is waiting…”

“Right.” You quickly replied. “Send them my thanks too, okay?”

He nodded vigorously, before giving you a salute, which made you laugh. 

Although sad, you had to see him exited the door. You were lucky enough anyway for that to even happened. 

Just a few minutes later, your friend finally came back with the doctor. You get checked, and after they declared you healthy, you were good to go. You didn’t leave the room before rubbing in your friend’s face on how unlucky of her that Jungkook himself just showed up while she was away. She got you back with mentioning the blue-ish bump on your forehead, and now you could never erase it from your memory that Jungkook had to see you like that. 

You were ready to leave the hospital before someone stopped you at the door. 

“I was told to give this to you.” A nurse handed you a piece of folded paper, before politely bowing her head and left. 

The shock you felt upon reading the note almost sent you back to the hospital room. 

Let’s keep in touch! Please? :)

—Jungkook <3

Both of you and your friend shriek in excitement, especially after seeing the small phone number written on the down corner of the paper. It was confirmed. You had officially used up all your luck for the rest of the year. Maybe five or ten because how unreal this was. 

It was a beginning of something exciting and you couldn’t wait to see what was stored for you in this journey. 

Thank you for reading! 💜💜💜

[roses-r-rosie3]

Heyyy, I was wondering if you could write something with an easily flustered Damian Wayne and a flirtatious/lewdly suggestive male reader? Doesn't have to be any actual smut if you're uncomfortable, but just the two of them stuck together and reader decides to bother Damian? If it is smut, then bottom Damian please. No rush, take your time!

3D

Damian Wayne x M!Reader

(Damian is age up for obvious reasons)

Warnings: Smut, teasing, Blowjob, Anal sex, Fingering, unprotected sex

Summary: The Reader and Damian are forced to be on a mission where they have to pretend they are a couple. The reader starts to flirt with Damian, and they eventually hookup in the hotel room

Quote: “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this for”

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Damian has known you since his times with the titans. He didn’t like you then, and he didn’t like you now, which is why he was pissed that Bruce forced you and him to be in a mission together. However, Damian did think that you were a bit hot (he would never say this aloud though). It was your personality that he hated. He hated how cocky and snarky you were.

You however, you couldn’t be more happy. You have had the biggest crush on Damian for a while. You knew that Damian wasn’t the biggest fan of you, but maybe with enough of your “charm” you could get lucky (if you know what I mean 😉).

It was the day of the mission and you and Damian finally got to the hotel after a grueling 3 hour car ride.

“Ah, finally, a comfy bed!” You sighed as you threw yourself onto the mattress.

“Don’t get too comfortable we have to be there in about 2 hours” Damian warned.

“Why! We just got here!” You whined.

“It’s not my fault that you begged me to drop by every gas station we saw just for you to get a slurpee” Damian grumbled.

“It kinda is” you said.

“What did you say?” Damian said as he glared at you.

“Nothing” you said nervously.

As you laid on the bed, an idea popped into your head.

“Well if we���re getting ready I guess I have to start taking a shower, I probably stink from being in that car for so long” you said as you pulled your shirt over your head slowly.

Damian stared at your abs as you were “struggling” to take your shirt off.

“Hey Damian, you wanna do me a favor and help me take off my shirt, I think it’s stuck” you asked.

“Huh? What? Oh- yeah- of course” Damian stuttered.

After Damian helped you take off your shirt he got a full view of what your shirtless body looked like. Your pecs… your abs… the things he wanted you to do to him…

“Ahem, you enjoying the view?” You smirked.

“I-I wasn’t staring!” Damian said as he tried to defend himself.

“Sureee” you laughed before hopping in the restroom to shower.

After you were done showering, Damian was already dressed and ready to go, all he was doing was just waiting for you. That’s when another idea popped into your head. You walked into the room, with only a towel wrapped around your waist, trying to look for your “lost” clothes.

“Hey Damian, have you seen my clothes anywhere? I can’t seem to find it” you said.

Damian couldn’t even respond. It was like he had tunnel vision. All he could focus on was your body, the water droplets racing down your body and soaking your towel. He had hold back the urge he had to just rip the towel right off your waist and suck you off right then and there.

“Hellooooo? Earth to Damian?” You said.

“I wasn’t staring!” Damian blurted out.

“Never said you were.. anyways I found my clothes, they were just still in my suitcase” you smiled before walking into the bathroom to change.

After you were done changing, Damian couldn’t help but notice how you looked 100 times sexier with a suit on. Both of you had to put on some ear sets to communicate with Bruce while you were there.

“Hello? Can you boys hear me?” Bruce asked.

“Yes father”

“Yeah”

“Okay good, I will need the two of you to go in there as a couple, y/n will be Damian’s plus one” Bruce said.

“No problemo” you smirked.

“WHAT?!” Damian yelled out.

When the two of you finally arrived to the gala, you went through security and walked inside. You and Damian split up to see if there was any suspicious activity going on. You both found nothing and decided to meet back up in the ballroom.

“Im booored” you whined.

“Deal with it” Damian said.

“Let’s do something fun instead of just standing here!” You complained.

Damian decided to ignore you and your complaints, which only made you complain more.

“Talk to meee! I’m bored!!” You said.

“Would you please just shut up!” Damian yelled out.

“So much for the couples act” you mumbled.

You and Damian stood in silence for a while, trying to look for whoever looked suspicious and you can to a conclusion that there was nothing happening.

“Ooh! Can we Go Dance! Please! Nothing is happening anyway!” You begged.

“Fine” Damian mumbled.

As soon as you and Damian arrived to the dance floor, a romantic song started playing, what a coincidence. You and Damian let loose, you held him close to your chest as you danced, moving with the rhythm and the beat of the slow, romantic music. Damian closed his eyes, feeling the beat and taking in your scent, when all of a sudden he felt a hand squeeze his butt.

“What do you think you’re doing?!” Damian scolded.

“We’re ‘pretending’ to be a couple remember?” You smirked.

Damian let out a grumble before continuing to dance. After the first song ended another one started to play, this time a heavier sexier song than before. This time Damian’s back was on your front, with you wrapping your arms around his waist.

Just as Damian was taking in your body, he felt your hands roam around his body, specially near his crotch area. Oh that’s it he was gonna teach you a lesson. Damian started to grind against your clothed dick, causing you to let out a small grunt.

“Damn Damian, I didn’t know you could be such a tease” you smirked against his neck.

Damian turned around in your arms and stood up on his toes.

“Shut up” he said before kissing you.

You were in shock at first, but you eventually got your thoughts together and started to kiss him back. The kiss was filled lustful and passionate.

“Why don’t we finish this in the hotel room” you whispered to him.

“That sounds good, let me just tell Bruce first” Damian panted.

“Father, there isn’t anything going on, and the gala is over, so me and y/n are going back to the hotel” Damian said over the coms.

“Okay” Bruce responded.

That was weird, Bruce would never say something like that, but who was Damian to question him? You and Damian quickly got a ride back to the hotel.

When you and Damian got back to the hotel room, Damian immediately pinned you against the door while kissing you. This time in a more feisty, starving way. Before you knew it, Damian had already thrown both his and your Blazer’s somewhere in the room.

Damian practically ripped open your button up, before he started kissing up and down your body. You leaned your head against the door as Damian kissed down your happy trail and eventually unbuttoned the button to your trousers. Damian decided to have a bit of fun with this position and he started to kiss your cock through the fabric.

“Stop teasing me and pull my cock out already” you complained.

“Can’t I have a bit of fun?” Damian smirked.

“Since when have you ever had fun” you chuckled.

Damian rolled his eyes in response before he slowly started to pull down your boxers. When he finally pulled your boxers down to your knees, he was met with your big, semi-hard cock. He was in awe to say the least.

“Get to sucking pretty boy” you smiled cheekily.

Damian gulped before wrapping his soft pink lips around your tip and started sucking. Your cock reacting and growing in his mouth, Damian not being able to suppress his own little whiny moan once he could not only hear how good you felt.

“Mmm just like that” you groaned.

Damian raised his head from your now fully hard cock, and licked his lips as he tasted your pre-cum in his mouth. You pulled Damian back up on his feet before you started to kiss him once again.

The two of you began making out while stumbling around the room, knocking some stuff over, as you stripped from the remaining clothes you had on. After the two of you finally arrived to the bed, you pushed Damian onto the mattress. It didn’t take a long time for you to get on top of Damian and start making out like wild animals again.

“You’re sure you want to do this?” You gasped as you pulled away from his soft lips.

“Didn’t take you as the type of guy to ask for permission before fucking someone” Damian lightly chuckled.

“Oh please, I’m not that much of a douche” you said as you got up from the bed to get something from your suitcase.

Damian looked up to see what you were pulling out of your bag. When you finally retrieved whatever you had from your bag, you pulled it out, and it was lube?!

“Seriously? You brought lube?” Damian questioned.

“What? I didn’t know how long this mission was going to last for” you said.

Damian gave you a ‘I know that you’re lying look’.

“Okay fine, I was hoping that I would get lucky, and hey, I did” you smirked as you walked towards the bed.

You squeezed some lube on your fingers before climbing back onto the bed. You sat in between Damian legs before you lifted lifted them up ever so slightly so that his hole could be revealed to you. You slowly inserted your finger inside of him.

Damian whined and moaned against your fingers, mouth falling open, and his eyes glued shut. You pressed further inside of him, making sure to stretch it out enough to take your cock. You continued adding fingers into him until you made sure he was stretched out enough.

You pulled out your fingers and grabbed the bottle of lube again. You put some more lube onto your fingers before spreading it on your cock. You placed the bottle of lube back onto the bedside table before aligning your cock to his hole.

“You ready to take me?” You asked as you teased his entrance with your tip.

“Hurry up and just fuck me already” Damian groaned.

“As you wish” you smiled as you pushed your cock inside of him.

You moved your hands to his hips and started moving your cock in and out of him slowly, meanwhile Damian was whining like crazy. You started rolling your hip, thrusting slowly in to his hole. After you made sure Damian adjusted to your cock, you started thrusting quicker in to him.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this for” you said as you continiously thrusted into him.

Damian wrapped his legs around your hips as you rocked them back and fourth. You started to get into this rhythm, making him see stars as your cock hit against his prostate. Damian was a moaning mess, his hands gripping onto the bed sheets as the sound of your hips clapping against his ass filled the room.

The sight of him like this made you want to go harder. You wouldn’t be surprised if the hotel staff came knocking on your door because of how loud the both of you were.

You felt his legs twitch around your hips which meant he was close. You took Damian’s dick into your hands and started to jerk him off at the same pace as your thrusts, earning a loud groan from him.

“Y/N!” Damian screamed as he exploded all over your hands and both of your chests.

You weren’t too far behind him as your movements inside of him became more erratic, feeling his hole tighten around your cock even more. You kissed him as you reached your other hand over to his and held it tightly as you thrusted into him one last time before you came. You panted as you pulled out of him, watching your cum ooze out of his hole.

“You wanna go take a shower together?” You sighed as you came down from your high.

“Yeah” Damian groaned as he tried getting up from the bed.

You noticed that Damian had a noticeable limp as the both of you walked to the bathroom. You turned on the shower, making sure it was the right temperature before hopping in with Damian. As the two of you were cleaning up, something between the two of you and you ended up having a second round in the shower.

Needless to say, the both of you were exhausted by the time you got out of the shower. You both plopped onto the bed and looked into each others eyes one last time before drifting off to sleep.

Bonus

You woke up to a knock on the door. Thinking it was room service, you pulled on your boxers that were across the room before opening the door. When you opened it, Bruce stood behind the door.

“Oh.. uh.. hi Mr. Wayne what are you doing here?” You laughed nervously.

Damian woke up sensing you weren’t there beside him.

“Y/n..?” Damian mumbled as he rubbed his eyes.

That’s when Damian realized that Bruce was at the door, and he quickly got dressed before walking up to the door.

“Did the two of you have fun last night?” Bruce asked.

“W-what do you mean father? It was only a mission” Damian said.

“Don’t play dumb with me Damian, I could hear you both through the comms and Y/n is wearing your boxers” Bruce said.

You quickly looked down and realized you were indeed wearing his boxers. Well…. You were both screwed.

[keeterz]

Time to make an updated post on the Guilty Gear artwork I've made up to this point!

First things, gotta include Bridget and Elphelt since these were made this year in 2023. Baiken, Testement, and Giovanna were done back in 2022. I think I'd like to do a Jack-O illustration at some point, and a friend of mine wants to help fund a Ramlethal print, so those might be coming up in the future at some point.

I've made some updates to the chibis as well to include a handful of the male cast! A few noteworthy mentions include an Axl that was inspired by an animation that my friend DoovadHohdan made, a Potemkin that works as a Pot Buster when you use it as a sticker on another sticker, as well as the husbandos in general being paired with plushies of their partners (well, missing Nago and Elphelt because that wasn't a thing at the time)

A little after the Elphelt illustration I also made an Elphelt chibi as well! This one will be double-sided once I convert it to a charm~

Finally, a sneak peak at something that isn't Strive related...well, not yet, at least (maybe). Here's a value comp for an ABA illustration I'm working on based on her Accent Core design! Hoping she makes it into Strive at some point.

I might want to explore doing some Accent Core related artwork in the future. Accent Core is a lot closer to the point of when I first got into the series in my middle school/highschool days, and there are some designs from the older games that are still hecking rad. Plus the music is awesome :D

It's kind of funny; I have to confess that I actually don't play Strive. Truth be told, the GGST movement and limited combo structure never clicked with me when the game first came out (and I was always more of a 3D fighter guy for gameplay with games like Tekken and Soul Calibur). And even though I am pretty sure I would actually thoroughly enjoy playing I-No and Elphelt with the season 3 changes, I just don't really do as much gaming these days since I'm more enamored with making art (and a few other things like biking). Plus I'm kind of just waiting for Tekken 8 at this point (dear god I hope the online is good just this one time god).

But as an artist? You bet your butt I hecking love coming back to Guilty Gear. I've been a fan of the series since the early 2000s (back when I stumbled across an abandonware PC version of Guilty Gear X and became sold on the series). The characters from this series check a lot of boxes for things I love to draw, from the way they are designed and all of their classic rock references all the way down to their zany personalities and backstories. And I feel like Guilty Gear is really special in this regard for me. Even though I'd rather play other fighting games (like Tekken or maybe even SF6), Guilty Gear is probably the one fighting game fandom I want to do art of the most.

If you are a Guilty Gear fan stumbling across this art collection post, hope you are enjoying the art! I will enjoy the series vicariously through you as I get back to working on some Tekken 8 artwork for Frosty Faustings, lmao. And if you're someone who is new to the series, give Strive a try! It's neat and the characters are great.

[weirdmarioenemies]

Today's post is about Brick Block. Ordinary Brick Block.

OR SHOULD I SAY TRICK BLOCK!

Name: Partrick

Debut: Super Mario Maker 2

This post is actually about Partrick! This is no ordinary Brick Block, this one is a guy, with his very own funny name! This is a dream come true for anyone who's ever wanted any part in befriending a Brick Block!

Partrick gets his name because he is the icon representing Course Parts in the Course Maker. It is so fun to have a little guy as an icon, rather than just an inanimate object! It feels like a friend is there to help you! And Partrick is there for you. In real life!

Hello, Partrick! You are partoned, because you are so polite! Partrick is Part of the strange ensemble of Super Mario Maker 2 Story Mode-exclusive characters, all representing aspects of the Course Maker. I guess this is why he and some others are flattish rather than more conventional 3D models? This game very much contains 3D Brick Blocks! These characters end up looking like erasers, but I don't think that was the intention, since Mr. Eraser is one and only one of them. I don't know! I just know Partrick is Part of the gang, and he has something to ask! Let's lend him our full attention- not just Part!

Partrick is offering some jobs! Not full careers, of course, but Part-time opportunities. He wouldn't have it any other way!

Partrick is looking for a new house, and he needs help! He uses "we" a few times in these requests, because clearly he is Part of a group! I really love this framing, it is so cute. You get to survey the area where Partrick is considering living! Get to know the kind of place a Brick Block would live! (Hint: it's a Level) I hope Mario will be attending Partrick's housewarming Part-y!

I adore how Partrick talks. "Parton me". "Particularly good". It's a big Part of his charm! I love being delighted by a square that says "part" a lot. Maybe Partrick dreams of having hair. Not necessarily for beauty reasons, but just because he could Part it!

The final reward for taking Part in Partrick's real-estate journey is this (p)article of clothing! The Partrick Shirt! Can you believe it? His very own merchandise! I have no idea why he would have this shirt made, but it is a nice shirt, because I like Partrick, even if he looks kind of constipated on it. Parton him, indeed! He needs his privacy!

[multiplicationdivision]

Boots and All

Eddie knew he shouldn’t have been so careless with his favorite pair of boots. He’d just shrugged them off like any day, unfortunate considering they’d been lost in the chaos of cleaning out his closet, probably having fallen or absent mindedly placed in one of the many boxes he’d brought to the local second hand store.

Now his own face stared back at him, the same complex mixture of expressions battling there like it probably did on his own. Surprise all the same, although his copy’s was tainted by something like shame or bashfulness, face grimacing in being caught in the act. Further complicated by the eyes shooting cautious glances up and down Eddie, drinking him in.

The shamelessness in the guy was quickly fading though. Eddie wasn’t really a shameful type.

Likely the guy was just some poor young man who’d tried on his old pair of boots and had his young DNA completely overwritten by Eddie’s complete load stored in that worn leather. It was a trend with anyone with too much contact with him, although no one had such a dosage. Mostly people just came away with a slight rugged charm or a strange new proclivity towards manual labor.

“Hey Handsome” his clone finally decided on, rougish and confident. The guy seemed to wallow in Eddie-ness and unfortunately for the original, was already ahead in merely his stance. It made his mind go places. “Didn’t expect to find Eddie 1.0 so soon, although I can’t say your memories are very up to date”, the other guy said, taking a step back to get a better view. Eddie would feel almost like he was being dissected by the guy’s view, but he’d done the same hungry analysis of his body in the mirror hundreds of times.

This was better than the mirror. 3D, showing off every curve and tight twist of clothing around hard fought muscle. A replication of his work clothes hung off the other guy, torn to shreds and likely very easy to tear away. They’d be able to make short work of it.

“I’d imagine I could be convinced to give you an update” Eddie thought of just how that would work, but if his sweat had done this transformation, he’s sure just a little more would perfect the job.

He wondered how deep they could make this replication. The guy already stood like him, crossed his arms like him. The voice and tone perfect, complete with the way he readjusted his dick unsubtly.

“I know you Eddie, got it all downloaded by your boots. Our boots now I guess. Can’t say you’ll need much convincing. We’ve dreamed of something like this for ages.” the other guy spoke, referencing years of past loves where they never seemed to get him, back before Eddie had been overpoweringly himself. Years of work on himself had wrought this oddity he guessed.

Eddie wondered who this other guy used to be. Probably less than an hour ago he’d been a completely different person. Had maybe strolled in the shop for cheap boots only to be reconfigured completely. It was an existentially troubling idea, but Eddie was never the moral type. Just curious.

“Because I can practically read your mind Eddie, you are an upgrade. Trust me, I was far from a catch” He said, closing the space. Shoving his hand into Eddie’s shorts in a way that would certainly not fly as public subtlety, as far as their probably guise as being impossibly similar identical twins would cut it. Calloused hands scratched his stomach before reach down into his pocket and thieving his car keys. “Went by Robbie, was something like a stoner college drop out. Not much else to say besides that, went into this shop to try at a construction job.”

“Do you want me to call you Rob then?” Eddie offered, mind trying to control his erection as the other guy jokingly knocked his tent, threatening Eddie’s control over not cumming so quick into a narcisistic fantasy.

“Fuck no, couldn’t stand being the guy. Hated every second of that life.” They stalked over to his (their?) truck, dodging onlookers in the parking lot as best as 2 horny 61/2 foot men could. Eddie’s soundness sneakers behind his clone’s heavy gait. His clone pulled himself into the driver’s seat, already pulling on Eddie’s sunglasses and revving the engine as if to enunciate further how easily he fit into his role.

Eddie agreed with the guy. His life was certainly better. Their life was going to be so much better.

Eddie leaned on the glove box as his duplicate effortlessly sped their boxy heavy duty truck out. Just to lightly touch his elbow to his clone’s. Watch the way the guy’s eyes twitched as whatever sweat he’d left on the stearing wheel from todays humid day poured Eddie’s white hot memories on whatever sad pile of Robbie remained. The other him appeared to glow with energy at every moment, accelerating and obviously glancing back at his original as he sped. Searching Eddie, hungry for something like approval.

Eddie would make sure the guy got a full dosage of his own enthusiasm when their truck rattled into their drive way. Eddie mind was already racing with the possibilities and if his DNA was working like it seemed to be, he was sure the other guy shared them all.

The future was going to be nebulous, but there were some certainties. Eddie would fuck the rest of the clearly unwanted alien bits of another man out of that extension of himself. They’d fall asleep after a day or so of that, just to make sure the job was good and done. They’d wake up and the clone would go to work, only so the next night they could see how much they could meld their memories together given the guy would now share his infectious DNA. Probably a lot more fucking after that. Maybe spend the weekend not completely lost to themselves, try out everything he loved as a pair. His life becoming domestic.

The uncertain bits were there, not yet decided but almost certain. Eddie had gone to trade school but he fancied himself a scientist. Experiments needed to be replicable, observations re-observed. Eddie seemed to be very replicable now himself and with now 2 Eddie’ worth of curiosity, he was sure they’d buckle to the temptation eventually.

Thrift stores could always use a quality pair of reliable boots and the world could certainly use a couple more quality men.

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Inspired by the older man clone tf stories by @dante2045 highly recommend those if you haven’t read them.

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A Lovers' Circle (Poly Haishira x Reader) Ch3 There's Always A Catch When It's Too Good To Be True...But For The First Time Its Not Unpleasant

(MOST of this will be from Gyomei's p.o.v or p.o.vish. I will be describing surroundings for the readers but keep in minc Gyomei can't actually see what the readers are being described. The performance I had in mind was actually something similar to the song below if anyone wants to listen to it.

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=98AqvD-Dvgo&pp=ygUXYXBwbGUgYmxvc3NvbXMgc2hhbWlzZW4%3D         )

A number.

Ten Digits across.

You remembered quickly jotting down the ten small numbers of a notepad you thumbled to get out of your purse and shakily wrote everything down he told you with a patient smile on his face. 

You must've been out of your mind for doing this. Agreeing to go on a date right after the worst one of your entire life? Maybe you were that desperate? Or maybe it was the charm and gentlemanly way he had been nice to you that charmed you off your feet enough to agree. If he was nice enough to go through the trouble of making sure a total stranger was ok and returning your purse then he couldn't have been that bad. At the most terrible he'll just be a kind but bland personal to date and it won't work out for you both. You'd much rather have it end that way than the last few dates you've forced yourself to go on. 

You still remembered what Murata's shocked face looked like when you finally opened up the passenger door and sat your still soaked body down in the seat next to him. Wet, smeared make up still half smudged all over your face from where the rain didn't wash it off, covered in dirt, and looking like a food fight had taken place on your dress.

"Oh my God. ..What happened? Are you ok?!"

You have him the most exhausted deadpanned look ever. "What do you think?"

"I think you look like a doll that was dunked underwater."

"Thanks. You really know how to compliment a girl."

He only shrugged before starting up the car and pulling away from the smiling and waving a hand in the direction of the retreating car. Feeling a shy feeling bubble up in your chest as he faded away from view. Face going a light pink.

"Are you running a fever too? Your face is all red."

"No! Just drive me home please."

The comfort of a warm shower and cozy bed was something else so relieving. Letting yourself forget your worries and allow the mind to dwell away in peace. Unfortunately there was no saving your dress as the stains wouldn't come out, and your heels had permanent water damage to them. Oh well. They were both bought from a cheap second hand store anyways so it's not a big loss. 

But the real nerves came from those four small numbers.

The paper accidentally knocked off your bedroom side table and fluttered down on the floor, bumped off when you were cleaning two days later and only noticed when your foot had stepped on top of it. The feeling of paper under your heel caught your attention and found the small note with ten numbers staring up at you.  

A phone number.

GYOMEI'S phone number.

The tiny paper in your hands staring up cheerfully at you as you sat on your bed and stared at the digits. Staring. Unsure. And frankly very nervous. What if he was really busy right now? Or what if someone else was already seeing him because you took so long? Or what if you just accidentally wrote down the wrong number in your stressed state? That'd be embarrassing. However the longer you looked at the paper just pinched between your fingers. Even if he gave you his number, it was probably only because he felt bad about what happened to you and wanted to make you feel better.  He probably wasn't serious...

But..where was the harm in calling?

At worst you'd just be given a no and you'd be getting a possible friend at least! A shaking breath was sucked in through your mouth as you hesitated slightly before reaching out to the phone near your bed and grabbing it. Your hands trembling as they fumbled for the number accidentally typing in a wrong number and having to fix it at least seven times before you were able to get the correct line up of numbers as on the paper. Taking another five minutes you stared at the screen and hesitated again.. before inhaling a deep breath and pressing the dial button with your thumb. Your eyes watched in slight fear and nervousness as it dialed through. And called.

And rang.

And rang. 

And rang.

"Th-This was a bad idea."

You were just about to press the end call button when a sudden sound made you freeze up-

"Yes?"

"Oh!" The paper fell from your grip as you barely managed to not drop the phone in shock. Staring at the calling screen with a frown. "Um..." What do you say?! What do you say?! "..Hello?" Nice. You totally nailed that.

There was a deep few chuckles from the other side making you blush in embarrassment and gulp. "Ah. Ms. Y/n, I was just wondering when I'd receive a call from you."

"Haha. Yes. Sorry for taking so long." You gulped again. "I-I hope I didn't call at a bad time. "

"Not at all!," he reassured you kindly, "I just got out of an interview with a potential new employer, so the timing could not be better." Oh thank goodness. "I assume you are calling about the date I proposed for this Saturday."

"Um. Y-Yes! I um-... D-don't really know where you wanted to meet is all?"

"Ah! Of course! Are you aware of Kimetsu University?"

You rose a brow at that. "The local college?" Yes you knew that place. You worked there AND attended classes there. "Of course. Lots of college students live around here."

"Across the street from the entrance is a small coffee shop. If you aren't allergic to caffeine then perhaps you would like to grab a drink with me that afternoon?"

You couldn't help but chuckle at his joke despite the nerves you felt. "I actually know where that is, so that works perfectly! If you don't mind meeting me."

"Og course not. I'm looking forward to this very much. Does noon sound good?"

"Noon sounds perfect! I'll see you then!"

"Of course. I look forward to seeing you."

You thanked him before hanging up and then just flopping down on the bed with a sigh. That took a lot more nerves than you were really expecting but nevertheless it was a good start. A good start but a bad case of nerves. You really didn't want to worry about what would happen within the next three days so you tried to focus on work until then. Putting yourself in autopilot for your classes and at work just cleaning up after little gremlins. 

"Hey, Y/n. Did you know anything about the new hires coming in?"

You glanced up at your coworker, arms full of toys to be put away, confused. "Not really. Just that there was a lot of applications and that they need to sort through them all. Why?"

She rolled her eyes before sighing. "I just hope that they don't hire anyone like Stacy again. She was so lazy and ate all the kid's snacks."

Well you didn't disagree. Stacy was only given the job because her grandfather was a high paying staff member and she needed the credits. Except she was an 'online model' and was more interested in taking selfies in the middle of her shifts and helping herself to the snacks for the kids. She didn't last a whole month before being let go. Since then a lot of other people applied for the position and currently your bosses were combing through them all to pick the best one. You just hoped it wasn't someone like Stacy.  

Oh if you only knew the surprise that'll occur.

Despite your best efforts to keep a calm distracted mind, you still found yourself very nervous sitting in your bedroom and dressing yourself up in something nice. Yeah. Dressing yourself up when you were going on a date with a blind guy might be overkill since he couldn't tell what you looked like but you still wanted to look nice. He at least deserved a decent looking date unlike what you went through. In the end you just settled on a nice white blouse and a pair of black pants, casual but nice looking, after all it was a coffee shop not a high end restaurant. Then it was out the door and the twenty minute walk towards Kimetsu University. 

The day was nice. Warm breezes that rustled through the air and cooled down everyone from the warm sunlight. Meanwhile the sidewalks were full of people of all ages whom walked around enjoying how uncrowded it was with very little cars out making it all the more peaceful. Everyone usually went away on the weekends so that was probably why it was so peaceful right now. Didn't seem like a bad start so far. You hoped it stayed like that. Passing by homes and small random businesses humming a tune to yourself, you eventually got there turning a corner and smelling the upcoming scent of coffee grounds. And-

Ah. Speak of the devil.

And there on the street was just the man you were heading to see.

Gyomei was not an easy man to miss. One would have to be blind themselves in order to miss such a tall man standing just on the edge of the sidewalk, leaned up against the wall to be politely out of peoples' way as they walked up and down the sidewalks to their destinations for the beautiful day. A light worrisome bundle of nerves brewed beneath the heart pounding beneath the surface. Every head tilt towards a fleeting sound of footsteps approaching caused the tiniest bit of hope but then it fizzled right back to worrisome when they were discovered to be not quite right.

No. That was the loud thudding of a large man in working boots. No. Those light taps were too young sounding, probably one of the children that was playing hopscotch up the street had decided to go home. No. Those heels accompanying the sounds of a baby stroller were not right either-

A blink of surprise blank eyes gave when the sounds of a baby, possibly still under a year old, turned up in his direction and giggled in all their innocent delight. That gurgling high pitched giggling only sweet little babies could make. It caused a moment of surprise before a smile accompanied the blind stare that heard the stroller pass by on their way to wherever the mother decided to take them. A small happy feeling in replace of the worry bloomed temporarily.

Until the sounds of what possibly could've been sneakers approached. Hm. Light enough to be a woman's footsteps, and squeaky..So perhaps old sneakers or brand new ones just being broken in. A head turned their direction as they walked from the left side but slowed until coming down to a full stop in front of him. His face tilting. Perhaps someone in awe at the sight of him once more or-

"Hello, Gyomei." The familiarity of the voice caused him to jump in surprise and she quickly held up her hands. "Oh my. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to scare you."

His face was one of complete surprise for a few seconds before it quickly dispersed into one of happiness and.. relief? With a happy sigh through his nose, a large hand was held up. "No need to apologize. I was just merely caught off guard." He assured her before he used the same arm to gesture towards a nearby doorway. A nearby bell ringing as a man excited with a caramel expressio and walking across the street in front of them all. "Would you like to go inside? It's cooler in there and we can sit and talk."

"Absolutely! That sounds delightful!"

He could literally feel himself starting to sweat, and it wasn't from the warm sun..At least he could use that as an excuse for if she asked. Another silently breath of relief escaped his lungs the moment her footsteps started towards the door with him following behind mindful to not accidentally step of anyone's feet. 

That's all he needed. Stepping on his first real date in nearly a year's feet and risking breaking her foot bones. That'd be such a good impression. 

Luckily by some miracle that didn't happen and he managed to reach out and push the door inwards before she touched it's handle. "Please allow me."

There was a few seconds in her pause that had him worry perhaps he startled her by suddenly reaching past her- "Now aren't you sweet?" Her happy voice piped up as surprised as it was happy. "Thank you!"

It made a relieved smile appear on his face as her footsteps entered followed slowly by his larger slower strides. He had to duck a fair bit just to not let his head smack against the doorframe but luckily the ceiling wouldn't embarrassingly hit him for being too hard.  A tiny bell going off somewhere above him.

Senses were shoved full in activity. From his ears being filled by the sounds of a blender somewhere near but still far, a shuffling of multiple steps against tiled floors, and the murmuring of voices being a few. To his nose inhaling the sweet smells of coffee as to be expected, creamers, and perhaps what was homemade jelly rolls. 

"Gyomei, is that you? I haven't seen your face around here for almost two weeks now!," an older man's voice cut through the air and down towards him. "Did you hear about my new weekend sales and decided to come back?" He jested towards him and made him smile in the relieved familiarity of it all.

A hand was held up. "Not today. I'm here for a more.. romantic aspect." 

"Oh?" He could hear the interest in the man's voice and didn't need to see in order to know that he must've been looking at the woman who was obviously still next to him. "Ooooohh! I see." He got it now. "A girlfriend huh? I haven't seen you with her before so she must be new-"

"Yes." He didn't mean to be rude and interrupt him but he really didn't want to explain a very....out of ordinary part of his life just when they were only getting their first impressions in. "It has been a while since I have been on an outing with anyone. Perhaps you wouldn't mind taking our orders now?"

Please don't make this awkward for him. Not now. Not when he hasn't even had a chance yet. He'll get to that part he promises just don't make him to be a bad thing. 

"But of course! Your usual?"

Another sigh of relief. "Yes please." His head tilted in the direction of the woman next to him with a smile hoping she wouldn't mind actually not looking directly at her as she spoke. "Go ahead and order whatever you'd like. I'll pay."

"Oh no. I can't ask you to do that for me. I'm fine with paying for myself."

He smiled wider. "But you didn't ask. I offered. I would rather pay after everything you experienced last time, to help you make up for it."

"I can afford a small drink. You really don't have to."

"As can I and I insist."

The hesitation was felt greatly in the air. "Well..Alright but just this once."

In the end there was a warm black coffee in his hand, and a much smaller green tea sat in a cute little white teacup in her hands, a just as cute smile on her face as she smiled up at him from the chair she sat in after he pulled it out for her. Once again sensing a round of surprise from her before she called him sweet again, thanked him, and happily sat down with a smile on her face and a nervous smile on his right across from her. The chair he sat in comically small for his height. 

"Thank you again for the drink. I wasn't expecting it."

He gave a small chuckle. "Certainly. I did say that I didn't mind."

She gave a small tilt of her head. "So that man knew you." He paused suddenly. Oh no. Was she about to ask him about the awkward talk!? "Do you come here often then?"

...Oh.

"Not all the time." He visibly relaxed himself slowly. "But a lot of the time I'll stop here for the coffee or my friend will ask me to pick up orders here for her. They serve her boyfriend's favorite ohagi and they're often too busy to stop and get it themselves."

"Oh. I've actually made ohagi before. It's one of my favorite recipes!"

Oh right! "That's right. You mentioned that you studied pastry arts didn't you?"

"Yes that's right! But only partially. I'm thinking about changing my major or taking a different course once I graduate from the first course. Maybe it's cliche for a woman like me to say this but I love cooking! I used to bake all the time with my grandmother."

"Does that mean you attend Kimetsu University?" His head tilted at her interested. 

"Yes! But most of my courses are online minus the cooking classes I take in person. I actually work there. Do you know the small daycare on campus?" He hummed a yes in response making her continue. "I actually work there."

That caught him by surprise, stopping the cup that nearly made contact with his lips for a sip. His eyes widening and blinking. "The daycare?"

"Uh huh. I help watch the kids while their parents are taking classes. Kimetsu University in the only college I know of that provides childcare for their own students. Why? Is...that a problem?" Her nervous look was only relieved when he slowly smiled widely. 

"Not at all." He lowered his cup until it made contact with the table with a small thud. Well, well, well. What a surprising turn of events. "Do you.. like children?"

"I love children! I want to have a family of my own one day but for now I love working in the daycare."

The surprise smacked him hard in the face enough to leave him dumbstruck for a long moment staring at nothing but holding his drink. Blinking he slowly nodded and hummed. He heard that before but he really always had gotten the same answer silently from people who he had been out with whether upfront or implied by tones.

'Yes. I'd love to have children someday...Just not with you.'

It always hurts that knowledge. But at the same time he couldn't really blame someone for their answer when they see him. 

"I'm sorry. Was that a bit too much?"

He hummed blinking again. "Ah. No! No no no." She blinked surprised when he nervously held up his hands. "It's wonderful to want to have a family some day, so do I. We have that much in common." Slowly they lowered until they felt the cold feel of the wooden table between them. "Bu-But back to the University. *ahem* What year are you?"

"I'm about to finish up my first semester of college actually. It'll be my second year when the next semester comes. What of you, Mr. Himejima? Do you attend the school?"

"Yes. Are you surprised?" 

"A little bit. Are you a professor? I don't think I've ever seen you teach a class, not any I've attended at least."

"Uh?" A professor? Him? A teacher? "Pfft. Haha. No. I'm not a teacher."

Her pretty face scrunched up in a pout. "What's so funny?"

"I mean no disrespect." He chuckled more a few more times holding his chin. "You surprise me. I've never been mistaken for a teacher before however-" He pointed a finger up smiling widely. "-I am studying to become one."

There was now silence from him as he was expecting her to be surprised processing the fact that he cou-

"Oh that's wonderful!" Her hands made a little clap sound as she put them together. "What subject do you wanna teach?"

....

.......

"What?"

"I said what subject do you want to teach? Like maybe art or music- My friend's uncle teaches health classes for a highschool on the other side of the coast."

"N-No. I heard you perfectly fine." The hands were held up again whilst still on the table.. however they slowly lowered once more as his brows furrowed in confusion. "Aren't you.. surprised with the fact that I attend classes? Or that I want to become a teacher?"

"No not really. A lot of people work to become educators. Why would I be surprised if you want to be one?" She brought the cute teacup to her lips.

"Because..I am.." 

Blind.

There's no sugar coating around it. He was blind and that's why a lot of people decided that things weren't going to work out between them. A big part of it actually. They're always surprised when they hear he attends classes and actually wants to become a teacher. One woman even accused him of lying and hit him below the belt saying someone like him couldn't possibly become a teacher-

"Now why would I think such a rude thing like that?" Her soft voice cut through his temporary stupor through past memory street and he blinked widely at her direction. "Anyone can study for the career they want. If someone else has told you you can't, then they're the ones who are truly blind."

There was silence.

A very shocked silence as nothing but the usual hustle and bustle of the shop around them continued with people walking around him and going about their business drinking, working, watching the TV that was currently broadcasting the news (something about a famous fashion stylist retiring for good).  A long sip was taken from her teacup as he continued to start in utter shock and awe.

She must've noticed his long silence because she opened an eye to peer at him. "Gyomei, are you alright? You're letting your coffee go cold."

"Um..Yes." He slowly nodded. One hand making a couple grab motions in the thin air she watched before finally grabbing his cup once again. "I am just.. surprised is all. I do not get that many positive responses."

"Huh. Well I suppose I should put a break in that cycle." She smiled wider at him. "What course are you taking?"

...A smile slowly spread across his face replacing the surprised feeling from earlier. "I'm working towards a bachelor's degree in a social studies discipline however I'm taking a leap year off before I attempt my final semester to work and save up money to help pay off those student loans."

"Oh! So you're going to be a civics teacher!"

"That's right! You got it right on the first guess!"

He couldn't remember the last time someone actually engaged with him so...normally. He did not once sense a rude, condescending, or doubtful tone. Not a single time. Not when he told her about his experiences during his three years studying and taking classes. Not when he told her his favorite hobbies. Not even when a very obvious turn off for most people was literally staring her right in the face. Or-..Wait. does it still count as staring if the person looking at you was blind? He wasn't sure, but she didn't once point it out of bring it up. If anything he was the one who was thinking about it as a topic.

But-

"Hmhmhm. Did that really happen? You must really love kids."

He told her the embarrassing moment a child had mistaken him as a ghost during a Halloween party and then proceeded to beg him to do cool 'ghost tricks' which was asking him to pick him up while invisible so everyone would think he was flying. The heartbreak on the child's face when he politely explained he wasn't in fact a spirit and couldn't levitate him. Mitsuri had thought it was the most precious thing and always told the story at least once every few months. 

Her giggles sent a pitch through his heart beats and a heat lit up his cheeks a pink as he stared far away yet so close. "*ahem* W-Well I-..I guess one such as myself should b-be used to such M-mi-missunderstandings."

"You're so lovable that when a little boy thought you were a ghost, he asked you to make him fly instead of getting scared. That's the cutest thing I've ever heard!"

"Oh g-goodness." He mumbled a hand pressing to his face, it felt hot but his reaction only made her giggle more. 

"How sweet.~"

"Y-You are really too kind."

"No. You are. This has been the best date I've ever been on! And I mean that genuinely. I can't remember the last time anyone just wanted to sit down and talk so much, and I can't remember the last person who was so kind to me." He jolted as a soft hand gently grabbed his remaining one. "Thank you."

There was a split second of surprised silence from him. Only one second because quickly his face exploded from a pink to a deep cherry red and his hand pressed further into his face. 

"Are you blushing?" He shook his head no- "Yes you are! That's so adorable!"

"Oh..g-goodness. I'm af-fraid you caught me offg-guard."

And her giggles were not helping either. "I'm sorry. That was probably too forward." She slowly let go of his hand leaving him to slowly clench it shut, warm from where she touched him. "But I really do mean it. Thank you. It has been a really good date. The best one I've ever had! Maybe ..you wouldn't mind going on another one soon?"

He cleared his throat before speaking up again, a hopeful tinge to his voice along with surprise. "Another with me? Are you certain?" She hummed yes making him smile again. Her face went surprised as he gestured back towards the door. "Then perhaps this time we can have dinner together?"

"Oh..Oh I'd love that!" Once again her hands clapped together. "I'm free next Friday night actually...Say. Do you like shamisen performances?"

He hummed but nodded. "I have heard the instrument before yes. Why?"

"There's these performers in the University's drama department. They're putting on a free show involving traditional dances and there's this duo who's going to play the shamisen and sing together. I thought maybe we could listen to it together?"

Surprise. She wanted to go to a show. With him. ..His face melted into the softest of smiles. "I would like that very much. It'd be an honor to attend a show with you." 

He could practically feel the bright smile on her face as they stood on the sidewalk and spoke good-byes to one another in the warm light. Her holding a hand. One palm big enough to hold both her small ones.

"Would you like me to walk you home?"

She shook her head no. "No it's ok. I only live twenty minutes away. I can handle that part." Her tiny hands gave him a slightly tighter squeeze. "But I appreciate the gesture. I'll see you this Friday?"

"Count on it. I look forward to our next date."

They're next date. HIS second date! He can't remember the last time he actually was on a second date let alone being the one asked to go on said second date. His heart pounded at the prospect of actually going out to a literal dinner and a show as cheesy and cliche as that sounds. She bid him good bye and thanked him for the drink one last time before departing from him waving goodbye to one another even if he couldn't see it himself, only hearing the slow disappearance of her footsteps until they were no more merging into the background noise behind him. 

And then there was a ringing noise disturbing the euphoria of his happiness. 

And it rang and rang. Snapping him out of his happy stupor and causing him to pat down his body until he fished out a phone from his pocket and held it up to his head. "Hello?"

"HHHeeyy, Big Guy," a man's voice sing songed out of the phone and into his ear.

A sigh escaped him but he smiled nonetheless. "Tengen. Aren't you supposed to be working on a project?" 

"Yeah but Suma missed me so it sorta just turned into us ordering in pizza."

"You spoil her whims too often. You know Makio and Hinatsuru are going to be very upset with you when they find out."

"No worries. I'll just pull an all nighter and finish the project in no time!"

"Uh huh. And do tell exactly how many times have they made you do it?" One time with Makio literally standing right behind him with a scowl for four hours until he finished a project.

"..... Don't mock me." He couldn't help but chuckle knowing the man on the other side was pouting. "I didn't call you about my homework! How did the date go? If it's a bust you can totally come over and hang with us. It's been a while since the three of us just had a movie night."

"As tempting as that is, I cannot. I have a second interview tomorrow and need the rest but the date was rather well. She invited me to go to the University's show this Friday."

A pause. "Wait. Seriously?! You're gonna go out again?! Ok. What kind of flashy magic did you pull to do that? I can't even Sanemi to pose for me."

"You've asked him to pose shirtless for you. Of course he's going to be flustered."

"Oh like we all haven't already seen him shirtless before at the dam pool! He just doesn't want to sit still so I can paint his pretty face. But seriously? You're really going out again? With the same girl?'

"Yes. She's actually rather polite."

"Dam, Dude! See? Kanae was right when she said you'd find the right one eventually."

"I suppose so..We still need to get to know one another better."

Another pause. "..Oh..So like you haven't told her about the whole-"

"Not yet. That's not really a first date conversation topic."

"Shit man. When are you going to say something?"

"I want to see how the second date goes and depending on the outcome, I'll tell her after dinner. Do not worry about me. I have enough of that for myself to do."

He was frightened for sure. A long time to be frightened when you have a to wait nearly six days for his next date. Perhaps it was because he was fearing that deep down she was only being nice to let him down gently or doing it as some way to repay him for the help he gave her back at the restaurant nearly two weeks ago now. He felt so bad for her when that sorry excuse of a man had the gull to pull such disgusting actions towards her.

She had been very polite up to the point that he nearly shoved her out of her own chair. He remembered feeling the back of her chair literally being shoved back into his when he pushed everything forward only to turn around and vomit all over the floors. The sounds enough alone were able to draw a few tears from his eyes. Those poor employees. The poor owner. The poor people having to witness everything. 

But most of all poor her. No kind woman should be treated like that. 

Call him a bit of a romantic type, but he did take a bit of a gamble offering to take her out. He was surprised when she agreed to it and the end result couldn't have been happier. And more worried. Did he come on too strong? Did he make her feel forced in order to pay him back? 

"You're overthinking everything, Mei." The black haired man leaning against his right side all cuddled up had bluntly told him, one hand holding up a treat to a pretty white snake. "Just relax and don't let those thoughts make you feel bad."

"I just do not know. What if she finds me to be..How do you say? Not to her liking?"

"Who wouldn't like you?" A woman with pretty pink eyes and butterflies pinned in her hair stuffed a nice warm drink into his hands. "You're respectful and smart and incredibly thoughtful! If she's the one who asked you for another date then you've made a really good impression!"

"Hm. I suppose so." The warm cup did little to ease the cold lump of worry and guilt sitting in his stomach. 

He didn't even call her to know what time to meet up or where to meet. That was stupid on his part. It was just a gamble of waiting for her by the entrance to the University and just standing there unable to hear her footsteps amongst the throngs of others in the late afternoon and hoping she didn't want to meet up somewhere else.  By now the sun was about twenty minutes away from starting to set and someone had giving a tug on his sleeve.

"Are you sure you don't want to come inside and wait with us?"

"Yeah! The performance is going to be flamboyant I heard. You can sit by me and let Suma sit on your shoulders."

He held up a hand. "No. I'd better not. It would be wrong of me to interrupt you fours' date night and it would be much to rude to just turn it into a double date without asking her. You go enjoy your night and I'll see you all later."

The familiar touch and voices left, leaving him there standing by himself and once again lost in the sea of sounds unable to decipher the one who'd might not even come tonight-

"Gyomei!" He jumped. Tilting his head to the right wide eyed as a smaller figure yelled up at him with a smile. "I knew it was you! I'm so sorry I'm late. I had to help my mother with some errands and lost track of time. "

He could hardly believe it. She was here. She was actually here. A wide grin peered down to her. "No need to apologize. I'm just glad you made it in time. S-Shall we go inside and get seated?"

He was once again taken by surprise when she wrapped an arm around his and nodded. "Absolutely! I was looking forward to this all week!" 

It was one small tug that nearly made him trip with a stumble but he could've sworn her grip felt like a hundred horses pulling him along. Almost falling into people as he allowed himself to be clung onto by the arm like an actual couple. It sent a shock of surprise on his face and a smile to his face.

"You must be very excited to see this," he noted.

"I'm more excited to see what you think of the music!"

"Haha! I'm sure it'll be beautiful."

They had ended up taking seats in the very back at his insistence to avoid him awkwardly blocking the view of anyone wanting to see the show with his unusual height. He wasn't sure how many people were exactly in the University's theater with them, but with the wave of voices and footsteps around him he could guess it was quite a bit. The steps were stilled and the voices slowing to quiet as the first few beats of a drum were played, and the echoes of dancing long since passed down were summoned.

~~

"Did you like the performance?"

"I did. That singer is a very talented woman. I would not be surprised if she became a famous singer when she graduated."

"Well we can brag that we liked her music before she was famous."

The soft glows of the street lights and the lights from buildings casted onto the streets as the stars and moon shown just as bright in the skies above. He smiled down in the direction of the woman's voice, walking uncharacteristically slower as to not accidentally rush her into trying to keep up with his strides.  A grasp on his left arm reminded him of that task. She hadn't left even after the show ended. Holding his hand in a way that had his normally calm face a pink. 

"So do you still want to have dinner with me?"

"I'd still love to have dinner with you! Where did you want to go? This time I'll buy something for you."

"Heh. You don't have to."

"Well I want to! You paid for my last two meals, I'm paying for this one to make up for it. Just pick wherever you want to go!"

"Well..There is a nice little cafe just a street down from us if you don't mind that."

"That sounds great actually. I don't mind at all."

She might not mind now but what would she think when or if he told her after? He felt that oozing feeling again. The guilty one that clawed the inside of his stomach and leaking into his conscious as he lead her to the tiny establishment of foods and smelling the familiar mouth watering dinners. Didn't sound like too many people were around them tonight which was both a comfort and a relief. The feeling still didn't go away when he forced himself to sit down and smile through the awkward ordering of a random cheap sandwich from the waitress. And certainly it didn't go away when he was brought back out of his own thoughts.

"Gyomei?"

"Huh?" He blinked not able to see the confused look on the woman's face.

"I asked what you do for work. Are you ok? You seem distracted."

"O-Oh. Yes. I am fine." A lie. He knew he looked nervous and guilty and possibly was sweating. "I-I work at the nearby shelter but currently I'm looking for a different job."

"..Are you sure you're alright? You're acting nervous when you were alright just a few minutes ago. Is something..wrong?"

Did she do something wrong?

"N-No! I mean yes! Yes as in I'm perfectly fine but no nothing's wrong. I'm just..well there's something that has been bothering me. Im just not sure what you're reaction would be if I told you."

"Oh. Was it something I said?"

"Nonononono!" He quickly held up his hands and clarified in a panic. "You did nothing wrong I swear! It has nothing to do with you even! I'm just-..Well I mean to say.." He sighed. Long and hard through his nose defeated. Head hung in the knowing embarrassment and the hate that'll always come from it. This was eventually going to happen anyways so might as well get the heartbreaking rejection over with. "The truth is that you see.." He couldn't even steer his head in her direction as he uttered the next words. "I am..s-seeing other people."

There was quiet between them for a moment as she blinked.

"Oh. Well that's perfectly fine. I mean this is only our second date and we aren't in a relationship. Going on dates with other people isn't really anything new."

"No. You misunderstood what I meant. I didn't mean I'm 'seeing other people ' as in going on dates. I meant I'm seeing other people as in I am romantically involved with them." Again there was silence as he felt the eyes staring at him from across the table. "I-I don't mean that I'm cheating or have multiple affairs going on! Please don't think I'm such a man who'd stoop to such terrible things!" He quickly said. "It's just that...I am.."

Here it comes. Again another bout of screaming calling him disgusting or abnormal. Or rejection In the worst way calling him some name like cheater or player. Maybe even a slap across the face as she stormed out and away never to be seen again.

"*sigh* I am polyamourus. My partners are as well, however I do not have an actual significant other and due to other factors you can clearly see that has made my dating life very how you say... impractical and difficult for a lot of people when I first tell them."

There was more silence. And more silence. And more silence. So much silence that he thought she already had snuck away and left him there-

"Oh...Well it's definitely not the worst thing someone's told me on a date."

...He blinked. And blinked again. Slowly processing her words. "What?"

"Uh huh. Someone telling me they're poly is actually pretty normal compared to what happened to me two weeks ago."

"You mean-? I-" He pointed at her. "You're not disgusted or at the very least put off?"

"Well let's see. You didn't scream at me, get drunk, surprise me with scams or that you were actually married with a baby, certainly didn't ghost me, and out of everyone else I've ever dated actually treated me with respect. Hm...So where is the thing that I'm supposed to be disgusted by?"

"The part where I am seeing other people as we sit here?"

"Well let's see again. Do they know you're going out with people?"

"Of course."

"And are they ok with that?"

"Perfectly."

"And is your relationships with those other people consenting and mutual?"

"I wouldn't be in said relationships if we weren't."

"Then I see no problem with it. You've been very open and honest with me about it instead of trying to hide it so I don't see anything wrong with it. In fact I'm more flattered you chose to tell me."

He couldn't believe what he was hearing. So casually. So polite. So...unphased by it all. 

"So you're not surprised by it at all?"

"Oh no. I definitely am surprised but when you have so many bad experiences like I have, this really isn't a bad surprise. A surprise definitely but not a bad one."

He couldn't stop staring. He couldn't believe it.

"So how many partners do you have?"

"I-..E-Eleven?"

"Oh my. That's quite a few people."

"Is that a bad thing?"

"Not really. I'd like to meet them sometime."

Gyomei.exe has stopped working.

He slowly blinked. So slowly he could've been mistaken as a robot as he stared widely. Processing the words from her lips. "You..want to..meet them?"

"I'd love to meet them one day! If you care about them then they must be very wonderful people."

Gyomei did not move. Did not speak. Only staring in awed surprised blankly at the smiling woman in front of him. The silence kept up the more he sat there until he held up a hand. 

"Actually I think I can arrange that. Do you mind if I go place a call very quickly?"

[kitkinnie]

games w. species euphoria

please don't spoil any of the games with stories in the replies or reblogs!

Ori and the Blind Forest - felinekin, maybe some kind of fae or angel kin too ori is very good little creature design and it moves around so fluidly but there's zero customization, if you vibe with ori it's great and if you don't, might not be for you. it's a puzzle platformer similar gameplay-wise to hollow knight (but not as difficult)

Hollow Knight - bugkin, ghostkin, voidkin difficult but very pretty and atmospheric. i've played some of it before getting stuck/being unable to progress because i'm not good at video game. hard platformer with boss fights.

Stray - robotkin, catkin this is one i've been meaning to play for ages (and haven't gotten around to pirating yet, cough) Stray is a 3d game set in a cyberpunk/sci fi world. You play as a tabby cat trying to find its way back to its home and it looks stunning. I assume the story is great, too.

Roblox Creatures of Sonaria - there are so many creature designs there you're bound to find something that's youcore their colors can be customized. It's a multiplayer survival game so it's more stressful than the other games on this list, you gotta be trying not to die the whole time

Animal Jam Classic / Animal Jam Play Wild - lots of real world animals you can dress up and change the colors and patterns of your animals. ajc is in 2d and ajpw is in 3d and has more animal options, but i find ajpw really confusing personally.

William and Sly/William and Sly 2 - foxkin old flash games available as a set on steam, a quest platformer where you run around a pretty forest environment as a red fox and find various things. the music is lovely, both games have a great atmosphere, played it a ton as kid on armor games. i dont think i ever even finished either game i just loved running around as sly (in the second game there are also little kitten-fairies that you can collect and that follow you around)

Postmouse - mousekin free on steam, 3d puzzle platformer where you're a mouse that delivers letters. it can get a little obtuse and confusing at times which is why i never finished it, but it's very charming and free to play! you run around all these huge and pretty environments as a fancy-dressed little mouse .

Lost Dream 1 and 2 - foxkin abstract/stylized/polygonal walking simulator where you play as a red fox. doesn't seem to be much story and the reviews are mixed because walking sims like this need to be like, your cup of tea.

Spyro Reignited - dragonkin of course had to mention such an OG dragon game. never played it but like, it's spyro. cartoony 3d platformer in a fantasy environment.

Oneshot - catkin pixel rpg where you play as a cat child and the gimmick is that you only have one life. the steam page tags it as story rich and having multiple endings/story choices you can make, and the graphics are beautiful, the whole game seems to be made of dark colors and poppy accents

Honorable Mentions:

Way to the Woods - an in-development 3d game where you play as a deer and fawn exploring different enviroments.

The Isle - an early access survival MMO where you play as a dinosaur and try to stay alive.

feel free to add more in reblogs, i know i'm missing a lot of classics but i'm getting tired

[borzoilover69]

ULTIMATE JAKE: an idea and an execution

 iA I Aka the post where borzoi talks to the crowd how awesome Lord Jake English is, the guy that everyones seen around, but have no idea who he is. Pull up a chair, this will get long. 

If Ultimate Dirk can be summarised by the mask of tragedy in theatre, LE Jake, AKA Ultimate Jake, could be summarised by the mask of comedy. I’ve barely read HS2, but from what I can see, Dirk wants to make a serious nitty gritty tragedy of serious and epic proportions. But he tries so hard that he ends up making it almost laughable.

Jake wants to make a thighslapper huckshaw comedy where everyones having a grand old time but  there is such deep and hollow tragedy hidden within the folds of all those pretty smiles.

If anything they abide a lot by aristotles theory on comedy and tragedy. While tragedy imitates men better than average, comedy parodies those who are worse.

Aristotle stated that those of a more serious type that may have once been inclined to celebrate the actions of great heroes in poetry and prose turn to tragedy, while those who’ve been dishonourable, humbled, turn to comedy. It comes down to duality, tragedy viewing duality as a fatal contradiction forever a fault in things, while comedy views it as natural, but something that everyone must live with the best they can, enjoy.  Do you see where I’m going here? Dirk, who praised Aristotle and read the epics turned to tragedy. Jake, dishonourable and hiding from those who he care about, turning to comedy. They line up well with the cognitive psychology of the tragedy and comedy visions, which you should totally look into when you can. 

Tragedy is idealistic, stubborn and serious. They long for something higher and greater than common existence. They value heroism, hierarchy, and finality. 

Comedy is pragmatic, adaptable, and playful. They consider the self, comfortable in their own skin. They’re anti-heroes, valuing situation-based ethics and reversal.

With that out of the way, lets keep to philosophy like it’s a boat in the atlantic. If Dirks look in life upon going ult is one of pessimistic realism, Jake is an absurdist.

If life is a cruel joke to jake, and it has been, then in his ultimate form hes acknowledged it, and given the cruel void, hes decided to seek out his own meaning. And it just so happens to be his best friend.

Misc details

- Capitalist

- He wears old 3D movie glasses because he’s that idiot. 

- He collects a lot of things. He has plenty of things hes shot killed and stuffed in his collection. 

You could say he’s rather past oriented, taking care to document it all out of interest and perhaps a subconcious pursuit to figure out the future.

- Very apathetic. He may be charming, but he’s still a jackass. He thinks existence itself is funny, he’s an absurdist; but he’s also a guy who realises he’s been kicked to the curb too many times and started shooting people. - His crew consists of John/June, (in place of rose. They have a lot of movie nights!), Karkat, and one (1) dead dave.

And finally some thoughts about ult Dirkjake: Maybe Dirk wants Jake to just kill him. It’s a game of cat and mouse, and perhaps it’s love for someone who deems himself unworthy, no, incapable of doing so. What better love than to kill someone? To trust and know they will kill you. Feeling safe in the knowledge they’ve known you in every universe and are here to kill you. Not that Jake would let him. I like them.. I think it’s my fave brand of dirkjake besides the original.. they’re dysfunctional, intolerable, and they hate each other, but it’s just interesting. For better or for worse, they’re stuck, and they’re not afraid of the fact they suck. If anything, it’d spur them to be worse.

“Oh yeah. I find the other guy fucking annoying and I’d gladly take a moment to rip his guts out and walk him around a tree until they’re all out and he's calling me every bad name he can think of, but if anyone tries doing this shit with him without my consent, I’m going to be hells of more pissed off.”

Look. It’s funny in the way that realistically, they could probably do a lot of damage to everyone else but due to the fact they know the other guy exists, they’re too busy trying to kick the others ankles out and then beating each other up to become dangerous.

Oh you bet your nanny it’s the gayest most fucked up kismesis known to man. Ultimate Dirk hates LE Jake, because he doesn’t give a damn. Because Jake makes him feel things he denies feeling. And that ridiculously, somewhere in paradox space, Jake went ultimate and decided he was going to man up and pursue Dirk to the ends of the universe. Ultimately: “My soul is bound to you in explicable ways. Our bonds cross the multiverse and wherever you are, somewhere I am by your side. Even in a hundred universes, maybe even a million. I will still find you.”

Perhaps the greatest thing and a closing note is that given they are the ascended versions of themselves, they’re aware of the fact that they’re aware of every time the other guy screwed them over, kicked them in the balls, etc. But they’re also able to see everything else. So what’s with a little hatelove eh?

[kiaratheartist]

I had this idea for a while now, and I wanted to draw it. So here's Magical Boy Crow.

Info -

It's a legendary skin. Possibly costs 299 gems.

When he hits an opponent, the poison effect will be butterflies attached to the brawler. (possibly eating the Brawler)

2 super 3d models.

Inspired by Star Guardian and Evori Dreamwing Bundle

May or may not be an A.U.

A.U. INFO

If I make it an A.U. He's a guardian that fights evil and looks over humans. (basic and boring, I know) But unfortunately, the humans are scared and/or hate Crow. But why? Is it because he's an anthro crow? That's sad.

If he's on duty watching over humans at day time, he is given a human disguise.

He is chosen because..... He's made for it? Does he have a purpose?..

He turns into a butterfly to be more hidden. But why give him a human disguise if he could just transform into a butterfly? Do you think all Magical Boys/Girls want to be an insect all the time? Apparently to Crow, he prefers to use human disguise.

"Why ami a butterfly instead of an actual Crow? What actually ami?". "It suits you it's for the aesthetic."

"Crow, you're weak without your wand. Take good care of it, okay?" " ... "

Voice Lines

Spawing -

"Dance with the moonbeams and win!"

"I'm THE Guardian!"

"Too pretty to die!"

"I see the stars!"

""Who said men can’t have a bit of sparkle and charm?"

"Trust me on this."

"My butterflies will lead the way!"

"My wand is not a toy."

"By the power of the stars and the magic within!"

"If only being alive wasn't such a nuisance."

"Let's show them what true magic looks like!"

In the lead -

"May the stars guide you!"

"Maybe using my wand like this is not so bad."

"I'm your leader and your guardian!"

"This is going TOO well.

"I'm gonna catch ya!"

"Don't get bitten."

" *giggles* "

Receiving damge -

"My wings!"

"Hey!"

"Ah!"

"You won't be a problem, will you?"

"You want a magical duel?"

"Fight me, parasite!"

Defeating an enemy -

"My butterflies will loooooove you!"

"May the universe have mercy on you."

"I saw your future. Not so bright."

"This is sad."

"Embarrassingggg." /ref

" *humming* "

"This won't hurt!"

"Womp womp"

Defeated -

"I was never made for this..."

"I got humbled right there."

"The universe did not chose me for this!"

"Avenge me!"

"My wand.. No.."

"I don't usually fail. I never fail!!!"

Activating a super -

"High in the universe!"

"Right above the stars!"

"Flutter Crow!"

"Fly high, like a butterfly!"

"Stellar Resonance!"

"Spirit Surge!"

Extra

[smash-64]

2024 Game of the Year Countdown #2: The Legend of Heroes: Trails in the Sky Sony PlayStation Portable, 2011

According to my save data, I have not played the first installment of the Trails series in six years! This is quite astounding since I think about Trails on the daily, and going in with all the knowledge I have picked up since last playing it, I am fully enjoying all the little bits of lore that are continually sprinkled throughout the dialogue and story. It makes me wonder exactly how much of the larger story had been planned out when Trails in the Sky was initially released in 2004, as we have now celebrated 20 years of this ongoing and highly interconnected series of 13 games (11 localized). 

Trails in the Sky for the PSP is very much an older style JRPG that would feel at home on the PS1 during the Golden Age of JRPGs. Going back to play it after playing the most modern games reminds me of how much the patience of players has been eroded over the years. You can’t skip battle animations. Menu navigating is slow and saving is slower. There is only a very small amount of voice acting, all reserved for combat phrases and grunts. However, these are simply part of the charm of games from this era, and something that I became accustomed to very quickly. 

The inclusion of voice acting in modern games is a great thing, but I think it can take away from the wonderfully depicted character portraits that are full of emotion and nuance as developers have seemingly decided that having both is not necessary. Falcom has yet to reach the same heights with their 3D animation that they had with these 2D portraits. The subtle differences are really cool and I wish we’d get some sort of return to this at some point. Maybe some sort of mini-installment as a flashback DLC or something? I doubt we’d ever get something like that, but I can always wish.

The first Trails in the Sky game, commonly referred to as FC (First Chapter), is undoubtedly the slowest of slow burns when it comes to JRPGs and Trails games, which is really a thing to behold since Trails prides itself on such things. If you want fast, high-flying and nonstop action, you’re going to be sorely disappointed in this game. Luckily, I was not looking for anything other than a fantastic story and world into which I could dive and be fully immersed. Sky FC is the most charming and immersive entry point to the Trails series. I found myself genuinely wanting to spend time just existing in the Trails world. Walking the streets, visiting the restaurants, seeing the sights, watching the plays. I want to live here!

Estelle Bright remains my all time favorite video game character, and getting to see her grow from a young and inexperienced rookie to a more level-headed senior Bracer by the end of FC was a joy for me. The charm and endearing dialogue that we got in the Sky series has yet to be matched, despite the great work we’ve seen in the Crossbell and Erebonian arcs.

There’s just something that has been somewhat lost as the stories and settings have become larger and with dozens upon dozens of characters. I won’t go too far down that road, but it was refreshing to come back to a much more intimate journey once again.

Players who did not start with Trails in the Sky may find the combat to be a bit difficult at times, especially on higher settings since the games weren’t balanced for anything other than Normal. Aidios help you if you decide to play on Nightmare! I played on Hard with my NG+ save and still had to restart a couple of fights. I didn’t exactly make it easy on myself since I brought the precious cinnamon roll, but absolute glass cannon, Tita Russell, with me to the final gauntlet of boss fights, but I couldn’t pass up putting all my favorites together.

Music plays a key role in JRPGs and Falcom is well known for good compositions. Simple location tunes set the tone wonderfully with songs like “A Cat Relaxing in the Sun” and “Ruan.” Meanwhile, “Sophisticated Fight,” while perhaps a bit overplayed, is a nice break from what many traditional JRPG battle tunes sound like. “Silver Will” is an obligatory inclusion in any Sky music discussion, and “Decision to Leave” brings a soft, sad, distant piano sound to a key moment. However, my favorite is still “Hoshi no Arika,” the song that plays during the credits and closing shots. It fits the mood perfectly and brings a tear to my eye as the game rips me in two, demanding I play the sequel once I recover.

Trails in the Sky is just as good today as it was when I first played it, and it continues to be the best entry point to the Trails series, should anyone who has been blatantly ignoring my pleas for the past few years decided to change their minds. It exudes the same sort of feeling that the Golden Age of JRPGs had and that many people desperately miss in modern gaming. With the announcement of a 3D remake coming in 2025, there is no longer the “it looks old” excuse for JRPG fans. 

[panthera-tigris-venenata]

Wrote Anthony and Harriet (for an AU where they’re one of the first in Auradon, but, like. That doesn’t matter much rn.)

It’s not finished yet but here you go

Anthony Tremaine never slept well.

The Isle, you see, it lived at night, and even if it did fall to some sleep-like trance, he preferred to spend the quiet moments just enjoying the time alone – or maybe with someone else.

Still, sleep never came easy to him, nightmares – his own or of his sisters and cousins – a far too frequent visitor. Still, there was something comforting about that: Hearing their breaths, hearing their screams.

Knowing he was there when needed.

Now, with an entire ocean between him and his family? He is left laying in the dark, still as death, and thinking of <i>them</i>.

He can hear his roommate’s breathing – spoiled blonde thing, Cinderella’s son. Anthony is not even mad Auradon made him room with that moron, just disappointed.

And if you asked any of the Isle kids, that’s actually worse.

Not that the spoiled Auradon brats had picked up on that – yet.

At least they did get the memo not to catch Ettie in a bad mood; he thinks the knife marks on her door might’ve clued them in. Or maybe not. These heroe types are so happy-go-lucky it almost hurts.

Though, speaking of Harriet: He can hear her footsteps down the hall.

She never slept through the night either.

He exhales slowly, relaxing the tiniest fraction as she nears the room.

She opens the door – come on, there is a 3D printer in the room, getting an extra key wasn’t even <i>hard</i> – and commands: „I want to go out.“

„Hello to you too, Harriet.“ He didn’t really expect a greeting, but needling her on is too much fun and a habit besides.

„If I stay in this that tiny room and this fucking building in general a moment longer, I’ll murder someone.“

„Can I suggest dear Fairy Godmother?“

„She’s already on my hitlist; move your bones.“

Anthony ignores the Charming prince groaning something about curfew and rules, as he sits up and runs his hand through his hair.

„Give me a moment to get ready, my dear.“

She doesn’t really acknowledge his request, but she turns around jerkilly and says: „I’ll wait for you in the hall.“

Anthony blows her a kiss even though she can’t see and reaches for his shirt when he notices the little prince is yapping at him again: „So what? You’re going on, breaking rules, just because your girlfriend is bored and told you to?“

Anthony doesn’t have the time for this stupidity.

„And this is,“ he interrupts Chad, already buttoning up his shirt, „Why you don’t have a girl and I have two. I hope you sleep horribly.“

He doesn’t spare the sputtering prince a second glance as he finishes dressing up, grabs his jacket, pats it to make sure the pockets are full.

Moment later, he stands in the hall, grabbing Harriet’s hand to interrupt her caged-lioness walk.

„Let’s go, shall we?“ There is no use in tempting fates, those bitches, and standing around longer than necessary. He loops his arm with hers as they walk.

„To the lake.“

„As you wish.“

[lordvonbunnyv]

HTTYD Antarctica AU

I have been playing with this AU for a while, it's basically a modern HTTYD AU, but the riders are researchers for a base in antarctica. the base is called "the edge" and they bring their pets with them.

Hiccup is a technician and engineer for the base, he brought toothless with him, who I headcanon as a melanistic Norwegian forest cat. he also has his pilot's license and six different 3D printers, and a clock radio that can somehow run Doom.

I want to say that Astrid is the surveyor and radio operator of the group, she often goes out in the plane to conduct surveys of the weather and land, basically a glorified scout. she is also in charge of the base's safety. she is also Hiccup's right hand man, and I head canon stormfly to be a golden blue macaw.

Snotlout is just there to be with his friends and impress his dad. He does do maintenance work and keep log books. he does have a journal about his time at the base that he plans on publishing titled "how the toilet somehow froze over, and other stories from antarctica.". I think I want hookfang to be a Doberman maybe?

Fishlegs is the medic, he once had to perform surgery on himself after his appendix exploded. he survived the surgery, he also once allowed his nieces and nephews to come visit him and Meatlug (who is a kunekune pig) during the summer months.

Ruffnut and tuffnut are just there for the heck of it, they run their own youtube channel that documents their trip, and Tuffnut is the unofficial cook. like Snotlout, they perform odd jobs around the base. there was an incident where they ran out of food and had to wait a week before a new shipment came, all they had in the fridge were a box of lucky charms cereal, ketchup, mustard, sweet chili sauce, a few tortillas, a half eaten tin of kippers, and one of Hiccup's open can of Monster. they had to somehow make a meal out of that. Barf and Belch are a two headed green tree python.

Heather joins the group later as a way to escape her drug addict brother, Dagur. she later goes undercover on board of an illegal whaling ship run by Viggo and his crew and almost gets killed. Windshear is an african grey parrot.

of course this isn't a lord bunny AU without an OC...

Nott never met the riders before until she signs up for the trip as another medic after Fishleg's appendix went boom. she has albinism and is very light sensitive and is legally blind without her glasses that she choses not to wear for just how thick the lenses are, to her they're like two mason jar lids being held together by a wire. she is mostly active at night and is very shy and quiet and is really only seen with Fishlegs. her pet is an axolotl that glows under a black light named Marauder. basically Marauder is a modern day version of the Flightmare.

[figofswords]

thoughts/braindump about the new zelda game:

-PLAYABLE ZELDA!!!!!!

-fairy design VERY good. what a funky little creature. also i can't believe zelda is hyrule's first poketrainer

-god i almost feel like this would work really well if it was closer to like the tunic style? tunic isn't nintendo but it's very much a love letter to games like alttp and i think it really does a good job mixing the cute/charming with the sinister/mysterious in a way that would REALLY make those portals hit harder visually.

-i don't have a problem with the cutesy-ness of it - wind waker + the other toon games are some of my favorite zelda games visually and they go for a cuter style, but they work really well because they're a) a really nice stylized mix of 2d/3d and b) the character models are all very very emotive, exceptionally so for zelda games especially. by contrast, the link's awakening remake style they're bringing back for this game is very. plastic looking. instead of inviting you into this colorful world, it pushes you a step back emotionally, because you're playing with plastic dolls, and even worse they're plastic dolls that barely emote. cartooning relies on exaggeration - exaggerated emotion, movements, character design, etc. plastic looking 3d chibis running around a plastic chibi world are stiff, their movements are limited, their expressions feel fake.

-re playable zelda: yay!!!!! re the visual style they're going with: vaguely disappointed, but unsurprised. totk came out last year, and reusing this style means they're probably recycling assets from link's awakening (models/rigs/animations, environment models, probably all of the coding for the mechanics/enemy behaviors) which means it can come out faster and cost less money.

-i'm kinda assuming this is them testing the waters with playable zelda, and maybe if this game is successful they'll decide it's worth spending money/time/resources on a more serious game featuring player zelda.

-might do some fanart of the new zelda in the toon/windwaker style and maybe play around with scenes from the trailer to put it in the tunic style? we'll see

-where in the timeline is this Eiji Aonuma??pink crystal zelda is from oot. dont tell me this is a FOURTH timeline Eiji Aonuma i'll lose it. you still haven't explained what the hell is going on with totk. sir. mr zelda man. please

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Asylum Challenge: Days One & Two

For the first two days, the Watcher mostly used the gameplay to beef up the one means she's using to organize the townies: clubs. There are two: a chore/self care club and a socialisation club. By the end of Day Two, we had eight members in them all and had redeemed points to give them a 'friendly' vibe.

The first of Lilac's four aspirations that she has to complete, according to the rules, is Painter Extraordinaire. Here's her progress after Day One.

Level One: III at Easel

✅ Paint for 5 Hours ❌ Start 3 Paintings While Inspired (2/3)

With such a motley crew as this, clashes were inevitable - and an occult combustion spontaneously occurred.

I regret to inform you that Vlad, with his nighttime strength perks, won the rematch after dinner, so for now they are tied.

Some friendly interactions also bloomed, with Lilac, Ted and fellow foodie L. appreciating maxed out chef Raj Rasoya's tasty dinner, and Lilac even sharing her joke about a sage, a corrupt mayor and a wanted criminal who one day walked into an asylum.

"We've heard this one before," said L.

Meredith and Jacques also joined them. So far everyone seems to like Meredith, possibly because of her GOOD trait, and even Jacques has been somewhat behaving himself.

After dinner it was reading, cleaning, napping and shower time via the house/self care club rules. MEAN L. Faba and EVIL Ted naturally hit it off, with Meredith electing to leave them to bond about... likely nothing good for the rest of us.

What was Raj doing lurking in the garden? Well, at that point there was only one toilet, so likely he was making use of the party bush.

The too-bright hallway lighting showing off his melanin-deficient charms to the fullest, Vlad attempted to win over Meredith, but where his EVIL trait didn't dissuade her, his uncontrolled hissing and spitting did the rest. Better luck another day, Vladdy.

And then as the witching hour struck, the Watcher realised that there was one Sim whose needs she wouldn't have to monitor too closely...

I truly have no idea why there were so few pictures from Day Two - maybe I had been struggling with the lighting and finally conceding defeat (three days so far have been played, so by Day Four it should be better :x). Meredith was on cooking duty, so the Sims got good eats for the second day in a row... including Vlad who joined in spite of that trait that makes him sick when he eats food.

Both he and the party bushes were later ruing his choice.

Level Two: Fine Artist

✅ Reach Painting Level 4 ✅ Sell 3 Paintings to Collectors or the Art Gallery ❌ Complete 3 Emotional Paintings (1/3)

Lilac painted enough to reach Level 2 of her aspiration, and even earned a stan in the process, who turned out to be Eleanor Sullivan. Haven't you darkened our doors enough by calling my teenaged Sims who don't even have children?

Fortunately L. was around to deal with the nuisance.

Upon setting this up, I'm realising just how ungainly it is to switch between the game and Paint 3D in order to take multiple screencaps, so hopefully C becomes more instinctual (also screencaps keep things in chronological order). More happens in Day Three, I promise.

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Name: Togemon

Debut: Digimon Pendulum 4.0

I love Togemon! I always have, since the very first time I saw it! My very favorite Digimon of all time...

...is Hagurumon! But Togemon is a VERY close second, and holds a special place in my heart as my FIRST favorite, before I knew basically anything about Digimon! I just knew there were a whole bunch of weird guys in there, and they were mostly all Fearsome and Detailed, and that intimidated me. But! Among them, a round, simple, silly design, on the same power level!

This boxing cactus can hold her own with Awesome Battle Dinosaurs and Epic Battle Wolves, and that is very important to me, because without something like Togemon, I would not even think to give the rest of Digimon the time of day.

Togemon’s teensy weensy little virtual pet sprite is PERFECT! Literally every key feature is here, a perfect representation! To me, the virtual pet sprites are often more charming than the more detailed design, so this is absolutely a point in Togemon’s favor. Sorry I keep discounting the more complex designs! I am a weenie! They overwhelm me!

Togemon is an inherently funny design, I think. I would absolutely not want to be punched by a cactus. That would already hurt, since punches hurt, but THIS punch would be sharp and needly in addition! Even worse! Togemon, however, does NOT do sharp needly punches, because she wears boxing gloves to cover her fists. Togemon just does Regular punches! Though she can apparently shoot needles from them (as well as the rest of her body) if she REALLY wants to.

A big benefit of the boxing gloves is that Togemon can safely pick up and give rides to friends! Maybe that is the real reason all along! What if you wanted to hold hands or pat a back or tousle hair, but your hands caused pain wherever they touched? That would be horrible, especially if you were assigned to be the Best Battle Monster Buddy to a child! Togemon is well-versed in combat, friendship, AND style! Because boxing gloves are clothes. But if you are not a living cactus, you should wear more clothes than just boxing gloves. At least a really funny hat, to distract from the rest of the indecency.

It goes without saying that Togemon is made extra awesome by the fact she is a #girl! A girl can be a giant punching cactus with a coconutty face! They didn’t feel the need to make her boobtastic or anything! They saved that for her evolution.

Oh! There is visual evidence of the boxing glove sprites! That is a wholly unpleasant punch there. Imagine getting punched by that! Horrible! And then imagine being a balloon, or some kind of thinly-membraned sac, and getting punched by it. Even worse! Be glad you are not a sac!

I love this silly little smile Togemon does in some of the more recent 3D games. It’s a strange smile, and that makes it all the more genuine! She is really so happy!

To end off this post, we have something very special! Togemon herself is here to deliver you a present!

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