#but i commend you 👏

[multicolour-ink]

(This is the idea I'm tornenting friends with on Discord) Imagine Mario and Luigi regularly using the warp pipe between Brooklyn and the Mushroom Kingdom, and no one realizes the path between the two is slowly breaking down until one day, it stops working...

... And Mario and Luigi are on opposite sides

Me: *sits and contemplates what I just read*

...

Oh...Oh that's just....

You are cruel! That is unspeakably cruel 💔

[locke-writing]

I was casually looking for scenes from EMH to edit with when I came across this subtle bit of acting from Mr. Jennings that made me question my entire writing/acting career.

You can see the exact moment the switch flipped in his head. His shock at the bright blue sky after being in the dark for so long. Another exhausted heartbreak at the realization he's got a gun to his back, but pain is so familiar he barely cares. The betrayal when he realizes who's holding it, but he isn't shocked over it at this point, instead falling into total apathetic breakdown.

He portrayed all this, with JUST HIS EYES, in about ~7 seconds.

I can do nothing but commend such acting. Bravo 👏

[annieqattheperipheral]

auston def has Not read any emails the nhl asg 2024 dept been sending him

honestly this man has no idea he's been committed to the $1mil skills competition and it's already in the pr comms

"did the nhl consult you at all? I know they talked to Connor.."

"uhh.. a little bit.. umm.. i mean, just a lot going on sometimes.."

😂😂IM CRYING baby baby you sound Exactly like you did not do the reading, did not join the zoom calls, but still gonna show up to the final and wing it with the bestie biebs (yess nooo???!! this man truly does not know) and i commend him👏👏👏

1.5.2024 // post practice in anaheim // cali road trip

[romanceclub-confessionss]

Confession:

"confession: i have literally never respected romance club more than when they let you fuck the nosferatu. like i called them cowards after the failed seduction. i dont even have the bat my vampire is the cat. and i dont think LSE is even very good generally. but i commend them for this one legitimately 👏👏👏"

[ninjas-and-coffee]

🥹🥹bro you captured thay serene happy vibe perfectly!!! And Oni hcs are always welcome here thx for joining!😊😊

Congratulations on 500 followers @ninjas-and-coffee

[didalexiabreakupwitholgaisback]

These are always gonna cause arguments because it's subjective opinions they are naturally gonna differ it's normal. Would there be things I change 100% and you would probably not agree with my choices they will never get it right so that everyone is happy.

exactly. 👏👏 and that's the thing to keep in mind with all these awards, and why it makes no sense for fans to be crossing the line and acting completely inappropriately when their favourite loses. but you also expect more from the players too, let's be real. vini jr. placed in 2nd place. that's still incredibly commendable. but no, we get this type of response instead:

even haaland (the robot) posted a nice message for messi when he lost last year. anyway, at least aitana didn't have to take a pic with him and got a pic with natalie portman instead. what a glow up! 🤩

thanks for the reminder! it's always a good time to share my favourite video on the internet 😅

athenea is the worst. the other girls aren't so bad. teresa abelleira and alba redondo posted nice messages for aitana. but the others are quite brainwashed...😵‍💫

[the-radio-demon-blog]

*Drinking a cup of tea*

It appears that someone is attempting to court the King of Hell, and you seem to find this notion rather distasteful. You claim that your objection stems from a desire to prevent anyone from assuming the role of queen, but I suspect there may be more to your feelings than you are willing to admit. I have always found it intriguing to observe individuals who harbor hidden affections yet conceal them behind a façade of defensive behavior.

This is, indeed, the finest vantage point from which to observe such a spectacle. You, sir, deliver a remarkable performance, and I commend you for it. 👏👏👏

Sips tea even louder and sets it down on a saucer

Yes I have noticed the courter is quite tenacious. I do find it very distasteful! Hmph. I have not the slightest clue what you are talking about! Of course I do not want to deal with another resident. Especially a resident shacking up with the King and fondling him in my Hotel lobby. No less a person vying for the open position of Queen! Sigh. There's enough noise as it is with him just down the hall.

Hidden affections? Concealing behind a facade of defensive behavior? Hah! I do sincerely hope you are joking! You are barking up the wrong tree, dear!

Stirs the tea rather aggressively.

I'm not quite sure what performance you speak of. However I suppose I'll take that as a compliment?

[pink-november]

Idk how long ago it was, but reading your writing on a stp swap au made me come up with a possible premise for a swap au that i don't think i've seen before. Which is:

What if death was contained in tlq's multitudes (or perhaps more aptly, fragments) instead of tsm's? Dying may be a change, but I think death could considered be a stasis. when you die, you can't really become anything Not Dead.

I wish I could build on this concept (for one, the narrator might have to be different since i feel like he had originally had a dislike for change/unpredictability though I might be misremembering) but the game's story hinges so much on its premise and roles that doing a swap requires changes and considerations that i simply don't have the confidence nor brain power for. Still, i do think my idea was interesting

First of all, I thank and commend you Anon for remembering I had a Swap AU in the works (and for reading it woah! 👏) because the last time I mentioned this is around mid-February. How time flies 😳

(halfway writing my answer, i realized i rambled far too long and had to put a read more here. but for folks who needs a TLDR, though it's a bit tricky for me to do a swap au with the premise of LQ representing death and all that entails, it is something i had considered in my original swap au from months ago and below the cut are some lore i made on how this could possibly work in this case)

What if death was contained in tlq's multitudes (or perhaps more aptly, fragments) instead of tsm's? Dying may be a change, but I think death could considered be a stasis. when you die, you can't really become anything Not Dead.

I hope you don't mind me dissecting parts of your ask but the idea of calling The Long Quiet's "multitudes" as fragments is brilliant and will therefore be called as such for the entirety of this post.

In my humble opinion, Slay the Princess likes to focus on how much of everything that happened in-game is a cycle: TLQ and SM being previously the cycle of life and death, The Construct being a narrative cycle that traps our characters in an attempt to fulfill The Narrator's wish, and The Adversary, The Moment of Clarity and The Razor (as of pre-Pristine Cut update) being prime examples of vessels that have some elements of a cycle in their routes. There might be other cases that I failed to mention here but STP, or atleast The Shifting Mound, gives a lot of emphasis of an ongoing cycle that dictates the flow of the universe itself.

The difference between dying and death is important to note then, for our hypothetical Swap AU to work, because as you said dying is a precursor to something new, a continuation to the cycle Shifty purports, while death is the extinction of what once was, a final epilogue.

I wish I could build on this concept (for one, the narrator might have to be different since i feel like he had originally had a dislike for change/unpredictability though I might be misremembering)

For clarification, The Narrator fears death, specifically based on these:

For me, what Narry is really scared of is the thought of nothing being left behind in the aftermath of whatever end the universe is facing: oblivion, the unknowable state of being. The Narrator is mortal and terribly flawed for it, so him oversimplifying oblivion=death=bad is a very human thing of him to be mistaken of. Especially when you consider how the game has The Oblivion Ending, the very thing he's trying to "destroy". And it is something that we as the player (and to an extension TLQ) can make happen, simply for choosing inaction. There is irony to this, how The Narrator had instead brought upon the thing he wishes to destroy, by none other than the hands of the being he had fashioned to be a weapon.

but the game's story hinges so much on its premise and roles that doing a swap requires changes and considerations that i simply don't have the confidence nor brain power for. Still, i do think my idea was interesting

I do agree making an actual Swap AU where both TLQ and the SM keeps their respective natures while alternating their fundamental purpose is hard because STP is ironclad in its premise and philosophy, something I absolutely love the game for. Your idea is one I had very much considered in my own Swap AU but as you can probably tell, it's a very difficult thing to convey properly without upending several key components of the game. Namely, the nature of The Construct, the roles the Voices and Vessels must play, and The Narrator himself.

I guess this is the part where I'm going to messily loredrop my AU now >v<

The Barebones of a Concept, the unofficial name to my Swap AU, has a Narrator that is dedicated to achieving immortality, an escape to the inevitability that is oblivion. His dedication soon borders on obsessiveness until he had torn the cycle of life and death to achieve his goal in subverting the ending and turning the universe into an endless march of continuous change. With no death hanging over their heads, whatever life is left in the aftermath will enjoy in the abundance and safety of an everlasting growth, of progress unhindered, and if it came to it, an ascension to becoming divinity itself, becoming a fundamental concept of reality.

But the tear he made is far jagged than STP!Narry's own cut, resulting in The Construct he prepared to collapse into itself, trapping him inside, never to experience the results of his hard work. TBC!Quiet takes the brunt of this abrupt tear for the worse, becoming lesser than its counterpart, unable to act and be aware of itself. TBC!Shifty, on the other hand, explodes in a flurry of sheer transformation and growth, preventing the total collapse of The Construct but also turning it into a living, breathing dome. She knows far too much and is too much, so her newly formed consciousness melds and forgets herself, while her oceans drown the Construct with her influence.

TBC!Narry is persistent though, convinced that to escape his cage, the other god must slay its counterpart and become the new order of the universe he envisions. Death cannot meaningfully touch the Ebb and Flow and so he must somehow guide this nascent god into locating the remains of Oblivion and erasing it for good. By that, I mean locating its fragments scattered all through The Construct and slaying them.

Shifty's vessels would then take on a new form for this AU, and rather than there being chaptered routes and loops, there would instead be "Incarnations" to perform the role of the Slayer and one converging timeline to gather all the Fragments to awaken their higher selves.

[11queensupreme11]

So I wrote a poem about Posy

it’s angst tho lol

Title: My Father

I was yearning, searching,

in the abyssal zone, swirling

the endless sea, wondering

As I’m on my knees

asking where is thee?

my wish, did it not reach the sea?

do you not hear my plea?

Falling down the bottomless ocean

my body falling with the motion

I see a light so bright, it’s golden

Landing,

Panting,

Standing,

A new dimension

It gave me a good impression

Until I felt the strain tension

My eyes land on you,

Eyes so blue,

a beautiful view,

the days passing by,

I don’t want to say goodbye,

do not want leave this lie,

That all changed,

what you are doing is so deranged

My new father that I exchanged

my ✨uwu✨ made you snicker

causing our bond to grew more thicker

but it turned into something bigger

You are my father.

Yet you also want to be my partner?

what you are doing is so improper…

But you do not care

this affair,

will bring me nothing but despair

this is not okay,

but as the the days pass, I stay

I will never runaway

Because you are my father,

and I love you so.

OH THANK YOU FOR THE WORK OF ART (apollo would love you if this wasn't about posy LMAO)

MY FAVORITE PART WAS THIS:

My new father that I exchanged my ✨uwu✨ made you snicker causing our bond to grew more thicker but it turned into something bigger

the fact that you even put the sparkle emojis 😭😭😭😭 you know your stuff so well, i commend you 👏👏👏👏👏

(i wanna show this to my readers in a later chapter, but idk how to fit this in one whole screenshot....)

[isuckatwritingsobenice]

CHNDIFJD IM BACK BESTIE!!!

and I’m here requesting more atrocities regarding Toradeen and smut 💀❤️.

Ok so I’ve been absolutely dying for a fic like this

Basically. Toralei and Clawdeen get into some argument. This is when they’re still in high school. (G3 obvi). And like before their friends or anything. They’re arguing, and Clawdeen basically has enough of her attitude and they start making out and Toralei is all flustered and Clawdeen ends up fuckinh her against the lockers. (Theirs no one there but part of the fun is the idea someone could easily walk in and see toralei getting absolutely demolished against the lockers. And it surprises Toralei jsur how much that turns her on). She’s very surprised she’s going along with it and also totally mortified she’s so aroused by Clawdeen topping her.

Here I even have screenshots of me ranting about it to friends

OH AND SHE HAS THE BIGGEST DAMN MOMMY KINK EVER. Begging, DEFINITE OVERSTIMULATION. Manhandling. Rough treatment for the win!!!! Toralei absolutely gets off on being humiliated which embarrassed her even further cause she didn’t even know thag till Clawdeens literally ducking her against the lockers (definite clothed sex. Clawdeen has a random ass strap on)

A/N: you really pulled out the screenshots, 👏 i commend you. I had to draft this a few times to get one I really liked so this took a little longer than I liked but 🤌 there is nothing this writer can’t do. I mentioned in another post I didn’t watch the first or second live action MH movie, so these are little based off of Wikipedias breakdowns of the movie😭, so if things seem a bit out of place that is most definitely why. I also decided to make this songfic just because this song truly fits these two.

Warnings: girl x girl, NSFW under the cut, characters are aged up (18), dacryphilia, Songfic!, lyrics are in bold, exhibitionism, mommy kink mid-way through, hints at humiliation

Navigation!! // Masterlist!!

STRANGERS

She doesn't kiss me on the mouth anymore

'Cause it's more intimate, than she thinks we should get

She doesn't look me in the eyes anymore

Too scared of what she'll see, somebody holdin' me

“Why can’t you just hear me out? Things don’t have to be like this Toralei.” Clawdeen said, trying to reason with her. Toralei continued her pace down the corridor, trying to do anything but be apart of this conversation any longer.

“What’s there to hear if it’s all pointless?” Toralei quipped back, her pace quickening.

“You’re not even giving me a chance.” Clawdeen said, catching up to her, putting a hand on her shoulder to turn her around. Toralei stops with a huff, crossing her arms.

“It’s a waste of time. This is a waste of time, you-“ Toralei is cut off. Clawdeen pulls her close, hands on her cheeks bringing her into a kiss. Toralei wishes she didn’t enjoy it so much. This was wrong, right?

When I wake up all alone

And I'm thinking of your skin

I remember, I remember what you told me

“We should be doing this.” Toralei says between kisses, back flush against the lockers.

“Why are you so worried about what we shouldn’t be doing?” Clawdeen asks, brows furrowed, a frown pulling at her lips. “Why don’t you worry about what you want?” Clawdeen asks, leaning closer, their lips barely brushing against each other. “Is this what you want?” Clawdeen whispers, barely being heard by Toralei.

Her head is spinning, her feelings are a mess. She knows they shouldn’t be doing this, here of all places where anyone could see them. But she also knows this is what she wants. But could she really give herself that?

“Toralei,” Clawdeen reminds, eyes searching Toralei’s for something, anything. “Is this what you want?” Clawdeen asks again. Toralei remains quiet, instead choosing to close the distance between them, thinking yes.

Said that we're not lovers, we're just strangers

With the same damn hunger

To be touched, to be loved, to feel anything at all

We're not lovers, we're just strangers

With the same damn hunger

To be touched, to be loved, to feel anything at all

“You really want to do it here?” Clawdeen asks breathlessly, Toralei whining at the loss of contact as Clawdeen pulls away. Toralei nods, sexually frustrated at the loss of contact. Her jacket was off and on the floor, Clawdeens as well.

“I don’t care, I just need you.” Toralei says, pulling Clawdeen into another kiss. Despite the cool metal against her back, Toralei’d body was on fire. The weight of the situation had long subsided, the frustration and need lingering in her was more important, something she needed to take care of. Clawdeen moved her hands down her waist, honing her fingers through the belt loops, pulling Toralei closer, grinding into her. Her legs parted, allowing Clawdeen to slide between them, getting closer. “Clawdeen~ oh-!” She moaned, hands finding purchase on her shoulders. Clawdeen grinned, kissed going down to her neck, moving to leave light bite marks on her collarbone.

“Don’t be too loud now.” Clawdeen says, flipping her skirt up, revealing her obviously wet panties, sticking to her.

She doesn't call me on the phone any more

She's never listening, she says it's innocent

She doesn't let me have control any more

I must've crossed a line, I must've lost my mind

It had felt like forever to Toralei, face mushed against the lockers. The cool metal did nothing to erase the blush dusting her cheeks, nails nimbly gripping onto the locker for some sort of support. Clawdeen had now had her skirt flipped up for what felt like hours, but was really only minutes and to Clawdeen, just the beginning.

“Clawdeen please,” Toralei panted, knees growing weak from the stimulation. “Just let me, j-just let me cum already.” Toralei pleaded. Clawdeen grins, reveling in the way Toralei moans when she hits a particular spot that has her slipping further away from reality.

“Why should I?” Clawdeen asked, leaning closer to whisper in Toralei’s ear. “You should be ashamed, what kind of slut likes being fucked against a locker?” Clawdeen asks, and Toralei only whines in response. “You like this don’t you? The thought of someone seeing us.” Clawdeen asks, thumb moving to circle her clit through her panties. Toralei’s back arches into her, desperate for more, more contact, more anything. “C’mon, say it, you know you like this.” Clawdeen said, picking up her pace.

“I do! Ugh I do! Clawdeen I’m-!” Toralei cuts off, a loud moan ripping from her throat. Clawdeen just smiles, pressing a kiss to her cheek, a contrast to her assault under Toralei’s skirt, the tip of Clawdeens strap, which Toralei hadn’t even realized she had on, kissing her cervix perfectly, her eyes practically rolling back into her skull.

When I wake up all alone

And I'm thinking of your skin

I remember, I remember what you told me

“je suis si proche!” Toralei says, and though Clawdeen has no idea what she’s saying, she takes it as a good sign, the sounds coming from where the two are connected getting more vile as Clawdeen keeps up her pace.

“You gonna cum? Gonna be a good girl for mommy?” Clawdeen whispers, laughing when Toralei lets out a high pitched whine, gripping onto the locker for dear life as she cums, the strap coating in a light ring of cum as Clawdeen keeps up her face.

“What a dirty girl. Getting off in public, must be nice huh? Being able to get fucked so good against some stupid lockers?” Clawdeen asks, her hips snapping faster despite Toralei’s orgasm washing over her.

“Clawdeen, I- I can’t anymore,” Toralei says, moaning at a particular hard thrust. Clawdeen clicks her tounge in annoyance, holding onto the back of her neck to stabilize herself, hips jutting into Toralei’s, focused on giving her another orgasm.

“I’m amused you think out of the two of us you’re in control here.” Clawdeen says, hipping snapping forward again.

Said that we're not lovers, we're just strangers

With the same damn hunger

To be touched, to be loved, to feel anything at all

We're not lovers, we're just strangers

With the same damn hunger

To be touched, to be loved, to feel anything at all

Toralei had never felt more tired in her life. She had also never had that many orgasms in a row before. Toralei was tear faced, back against the cold locker now, hips painfully being pushed into the cold metal almost as if she was trying to become one with it. Clawdeen was having her fun, pushing Toralei to the limit as ‘revenge’ for their argument earlier.

“Please, Clawdeen- I-“ Toralei stuttered. She had been babbling nonsense for so long neither one of them knew what she was begging for anymore.

“Too much for you?” Clawdeen asked with fake sympathy. Toralei nodded, mascara staining her cheeks, eyes squeezed shut as she felt another orgasm hitting her. Clawdeen just laughed, gripping her hips and pulling her closer to meet her thrusts.

“You can take it, you can do it.” Clawdeen said, the sound of skin slapping making Toralei hide her face with her forearm. “No no no,” Clawdeen said, reaching up to pull her arm away. “Focus on me.”

I miss the mornings with you laying in my bed

I miss the memories replaying in my head

I miss the thought of a forever, you and me

But all you're missing is my body, oh

“This is a one time thing,” Toralei huffed, straightening her skirt and brushing the hair out of her face, despite the sweat sticking to her.

“Sure, keep telling yourself that.” Clawdeen winked. Toralei felt her cheeks heat up.

Said we're not lovers

'Cause we're just strangers

With the same damn hunger

To be touched, to be loved, to feel anything at all

We're not lovers, we're just strangers

With the same damn hunger

To be touched, to be loved, to feel anything at all

[soaps-mohawk]

I tried to read the new chapter and just couldn't deal with the angst so I'm dipping for a few weeks til the comfort happens

I'm 100% confident it's incredible and amazing but I am currently on my period and will cry lmao

All good babes!!! I don't mind one bit, and I commend you on not pushing yourself through something you know you can't handle 👏

The fluff will start in the first chapter of the next part. So once the next part pops up on the masterlist, and the first chapter is posted under it, then you'll know it's safe to come back and get some comfort after the angst.

[its-moopoint]

A long time ago I commented on one of your OTT shippery post and you immediately blocked me. You were as obtuse and defiant against any contrary point as the left over shippers still are.

Curiosity got the best of me and I opened up a new account lately to peak at some of their blogs including yours to see what's going on.

Must say that after reading your current blog I'm pleasantly surprised at the complete change. You are a breath of fresh air and I want to commend you for having the guts and character to see and admit your shippery wrongs. If more were like you, this fandom would be a better place.

100% respect and hats off to you, Moo. 🙏🥰👏

Thanks for the message and your words!! ❤️

My old self here would have blocked my new self right away too. But only the later would have been right and we all know that now. I thought my educated guess with the info I managed was possible. Difficult to explain and twisted but possible. Once I realised I had been manipulated and lied to by some people that had influenced my theories it was easy to see we had been so very wrong.

I'm not afraid to say that mentally my own well being depended on SC as I had chosen them as my happy place. Life goals. Once I was good enough to let go of that dependence opening the eyes was a lot easier. Seeing the truth didn't hurt, on the contrary it was very liberating. I have no doubt whatsoever that all those clinging to the SC ship suffer from personal issues and aren't as lucky as I was to overcome them just yet. That's why it makes me so mad to see others who aren't sick or anything preying on them with lies and playing with their weaknesses all for money, attention, followers and clicks. I find it utterly disgusting.

[clarynewme]

Feedback !! ★彡˚⁎⁺˳✧༚ 🙏✨

Wow that was so fun to read ! I appreciate all the knowledge and time you put in to give so many extensive details ! The fact that you go out of your way to make all your readings so special and articulate with explanations and specifics for every aspect is truly commendable :) 👏💗 So so worth the wait !! Will definitely be back for more 🤩

Thank you so so much !!!

Please take care , sending so much love and support 🤗

🥰🥰🥰😳😳😳😳🥹🥹🥹

I am so happy you enjoyed your reading I always try my best to give you a comprehensive reading🫶💗🥰

Thank you so much for the love and support😘🙏💜🫶

I really appreciate this feedback🥺🥺🥺💕💕💕

[personasintro]

Mimi, I just want to commend you on mh 54! 👏 You really know how to play with our feelings! 😭 u end mh53 with us being excited with this drama and jealousy, and now u end mh 54 with us with a heavy heart for yn and mh jk's relationship 😢

I cried for yn cause i can feel her guilt, disappointment and the feeling of being used. I also cried for mh jk because i can feel him willing to resolve things with yn but didn't got a chance. I just can't wait for the next chapter because I'm very sad with their relationship rn so when i see mh 55 is writing 50% aaaaahhhh maybe my agony won't be too long? 😭 Hahahahha thanks for the update, i love it!

Careful, careful ⚠️ she’s not feeling used, I don’t know why ppl keep bringing it up 😭 she feels guilty and overall just awful because she understood what her jealousy caused (it wasn’t only jealousy, it was jk’s reaction and the argument that escalated too). Both are wrong in these situations and honestly, both of them are the bad guys. They’re stupid and petty idiots 😭 that’s it!

I’m glad you enjoyed 54! 54, can you believe it?! 😭 thank you for the feedback! 🫂🫶

[zoropookie]

The wisest thing i’ve ever read in the past 24 hours. Very mature advice and response. I commend you pookie 👏

(yeah no, i don’t have any friends and it does get a lil lonely, but being by myself is much better then being with people that don’t actually know me.)

- 🪼

and it's not just that, it's the fact that making friends always means that you're obligated to act a certain way that ensures you keep that friend these days. you can't be cringe anymore or say or do something even remotely the wrong way on accident without someone being like "oh..." and distancing themselves.

i've learned two hundred times already that people suck everywhere. irl, on tumblr, on the internet in general. and it sucks harder when you try to befriend someone and it essentially feels like you're getting nowhere. so it's better not to try at all and let them come to you, that's growth. you have the opportunity to think about yourself more. and i know in a lot of cases i'm wrong and it takes a lot more opening up than what's given, but i'm not going to force anyone to be there for me if they don't want to be

[triforce-of-mischief]

You were so slay with that reposting thing, I commend you for that 👏

thank you, i am so tired. talking with a friend and realized that it (and people interacting with it) is the same principle as readers who comment on fanart but not fics (which i have another post about and i swear i always word it horribly). anyway. i'm tired, both from this and physically/mentally so i'll stop there.

tell your fandom creators directly how much you appreciate their work, and don't steal crap for goddesses' sake.