#have some parkour yaoi

[dovalore]

"How cute, I could just eat you up."

design thoughts under cut

i'll talk about bird evbo sometime else, this is seawatt's time now

he's a cat because evbo is a bird

specifically, he's a lion/sphinx because of solferrera's pmv and i thought that was cool as hell

i also just like cats in general, i will turn anyone into a cat in the blink of an eye if i'm given even the barest hint of cat-ness

though it's kinda blocked off by his arm, the patterns on his cloak/shawl are stylised wings

also not visible are his pants

the centerpiece of his crown is an amethyst, it was a gift from his parents before he ranked up

yeah he's much taller than evbo, because he's a lion, he's a little bent down so he can look evbo in the face

of course he has beans, it would be a crime if he didn't

only tangentially related to his design, but seawatt's really strong (again, because he's a lion) so he's actually being pretty gentle here. he could pick evbo up by the scruff like a bag of chips if he wanted to

[aspergerasparagus]

Oh no I did again, more toxic yaoi but this time there's a lot more of it cos I finally finished it after like a week. Woops.

Anyway Frankie discovers a new way to make money and the contestant is suffering once again. Enjoy.

Also on Ao3

Preparations for the new season had been progressing well, although it would still take them longer for this season given that certain cast members had been disposed of and their replacements were taking some time to be completed. In the meantime to keep the fans engaged and excited for the show's return Frankie had had a rather genius idea, if he said so himself. Well not entirely, Lucky had been the one to inadvertently mention it while making himself dinner. The human had mentioned that with all the cameras everywhere he was starting to feel like he was in one of those content houses he had seen online. This had of course led to Frankie badgering Lucky for the next few hours, demanding all the details especially after he accidentally mentioned the revenue such things were generating. Of course his contestant had adamantly refused to let Frankie stream him 24/7, kicking off about how it was “an invasion into their privacy”, wasn’t he aware the rabbit was already watching his every movement… Regardless Frankie had begrudgingly come to an agreement with Lucky, only being allowed to stream him during certain hours and not without telling him they were live. While this could have cut into the possible profits, it did also reduce the risk of someone slipping up while keeping the fans hungry for more.

So for the next week, Frankie would stick to his word and the new livestream would go on for a couple of hours each day, slowly gaining a following with people clamouring to see more of their adored winner. Of course while Lucky was the star, Frankie was always close by, always there to come up with ideas with what his little cash cow could do that day to earn them some additional funds and to moderate if Lucky started to act up. 

It was during their last livestream that Frankie finally noticed that there had been a gradual shift in the chat’s tone. Originally he hadn’t paid it much attention, leaving it mostly to Lucky to keep an eye on and engage when necessary. But as the days went on he slowly started to take more of an interest. It seemed that while there was still a good majority of people here just to see Lucky try and speedrun the parkour courses or make a fool out of himself, there was also a much larger subsection who seemed to be there not just for him. Frankie had found himself being mentioned more and more in the chat logs, which he assumed was due to his charisma and unusual appearance, but when reading through them later that night he realised it wasn’t just himself being mentioned, it was both of them within the same messages. A lot of research and googling terms later (seriously what did toxic yaoi mean?) finally led Frankie to the conclusion that a fairly substantial number of the viewers were only there to see Frankie and Lucky interact with one another. It seemed they were becoming the hot new “couple” and from Frankie had researched, couples streams made even more money.

The following day as always Frankie cheerfully made his way over to Lucky’s room, not even attempting to knock before he barged his way into the room. 

“Wakey, wakey my lucky contestant we have a new day of content to film and we are going to need to get started early as I have an extra exciting day for us!” Lucky just groaned and clamped the pillow tighter over his head in a feeble attempt to block out his intruder's chipper voice. Letting out a small snort of amusement, Frankie effortlessly yanked the pillow away before pulling the man out of his bed by his collar, earning him an earful. “Now, now none of that Lucky. I need you up and ready and looking your best for today’s stream. This is going to be the biggest one yet.” The man gave him a curious look from behind the mask (Frankie made him sleep in it, just in case), before finally yanking his shirt free from the rabbit’s grip.

“What’s so special about this one? Wait if you’re starting the next season early I swear I’ll push you into one of those grinder myself!” Frankie just waved his hand to dismiss his golden goose’s concerns as the man bristled next to him.

“Of course I’m not! We’re nowhere near that stage yet, do you know how hard it is to make a replacement for Henry. Urgh the investors are still pissed off about that one… Nethertheless I promise this will be a nice and easy stream. So you can wipe that scowl off your face and get dressed, I’ll even get breakfast ready for you~” Humming to himself Frankie saw himself out while Lucky just stared after him, a small shiver going down their spine. 

Frankie had been busying himself in the small kitchen he had set up when Lucky finally joined him. The man seemed on edge as he sat in the chair furthest away from the rabbit, their body stiff and ready to jump to action. His little contestant had good instincts, even if he didn’t know what Frankie had instore for him today he still knew him too well to not suspect something. Frankie purred softly as he grinned widened, that’s why Lucky was his number one contestant, the show's only winner. His special little human. Plating up the food he set it down in front of the man, who looked at it like it was poisoned. 

“Don’t look at it like that, it’s just normal food I swear. I’d offer to taste it for you but we both know that wouldn’t do much.” The sickly sweet tone didn’t reassure the Contestant  who hesitantly poked at it before slowly placing a forkful into their mouth, correctly assuming Frankie wouldn’t temper with the food, at least not without the cameras rolling. Smirking to himself, Frankie took a seat next to the man, resting his head in his hands as he took in the human, earning him a sour look.

“You’re being far too nice today.”

“Can’t I be nice to my biggest money maker?”

“Absolutely not, it’s you were talking about Mr murder parkour game host. I’m not stupid enough to think you’ve just turned over a new leaf. You’re up to something and I’m going to take a shot that it’s not going to be good for me.” Frankie could only chuckle and sit back as Lucky spat out his accusations. He was right of course, which only tickled the rabbit even more.

“Perhaps, but I assure you you won’t get injured, intentionally anyway.” Dropping the announcer voice, Frankie leaned in closer to Lucky who froze instinctively, his voice lowering as he murmured against their ear. “Who knows, you might even enjoy today’s stream. I know I will~”

Lucky bolted out of their chair like it had been electrified, causing it to clatter to the floor with a metallic clang as he pressed himself against the wall behind them. His body was shaking as he kept his eyes locked with the rabbit’s as they just let out a cruel chuckle, pleased with the reaction.

“Jumpy today aren’t we? Well I won’t torment you any more… for now at least. So eat up and I’ll see you when you’re done, Lucky.” Dusting himself off, Frankie left the man cowering against the wall shooting daggers at him the whole time until he was out of sight. Frankie could feel the pep in his step as he headed back towards his office to make sure everything had been set up as he had asked. He wanted everything to go as planned but given how suspicious and high-strung his contestant was being, he was sure he’d have to resort to his plan B. Frankie couldn’t stop the sneer that spread across his lips at that idea. He had hoped it would end up that way. Not only would it give the viewers something truly special to watch but he couldn’t deny it was getting him worked-up just thinking about it. Stopping at the entrance to his office he gripped the handle and took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. There would be time for this later, for now he had to focus before Lucky eventually worked up the nerve to show his face and begin the stream of their lives.

It took Lucky less time than Frankie had expected for them to appear at his door. He really needed to stop underestimating just how impressive his star could be. Taking his usual seat, the man crossed his arms, huffing slightly, like a child annoyed with their parents for some perceived injustice, as he fixed the rabbit’s stare.

“Go on then. It’s not like I’ll be able to get out of this, but if you try anything Frankie I swear-”

“Oh hush, you’ll be fine Lucky. I promise. It might not even be that long of a stream in the end if you behave and follow the script.” Frankie could see their eyes narrow behind their mask, even less trusting of the creature now. Nonetheless he finally heard them sigh as they flopped back into the chair, resigning themselves to the whims of their showrunner.

“Fine. What have you got instore for me today? Speedruns? Parkour demonstration? Oh please don’t let it be another cooking tutorial that went so bad last time-” Chuckling Frankie held his hand up silencing the man.

“No, nothing like that this time. Thankfully. Today’s stream as mentioned will be a little… different. I’ll explain everything to you, and our audience, at the time. So come along, and no I am not telling you anything before you start making demands. Like I said you’ll find out in due time~” The smooth voice he put on did nothing to ease the contestant who, after hesitating for a moment, followed after him, mumbling under their breath about how bad he knew this was going to turn out. Of course Frankie could correct him, but honestly he was getting a kick out of keeping his little Lucky in the dark.

Typically Frankie did most of their broadcasts within the more centralised areas of the facility or within the lobby areas. Good lighting and “safer” areas where Lucky could show off his skills. But for today’s broadcast he had a slightly different idea, given he was sure he knew how the reveal was going to play out and it would save on time when the inevitable happened. Leading his contestant towards Frankie’s Frosted Peak, he noticed out of the corner of their eye how the man began to stiffen as he realised their destination. Typically Lucky avoided this area of the facility, most likely due to the possibility of a certain someone releasing the slime onto him but he did occasionally venture there if Frankie was in tow. Well he wouldn’t have to worry about the fear of drowning this time, something much worse would be chasing him this time if Frankie played his cards right. 

Reaching their destination the rabbit beckoned this superstar inside and positioned him just by the check-in line before clicking his fingers. At the sound a couple of drones whirled to life and drifted up into the air, slowly beginning to circle the pair, the cameras attached to them swivelling to fix themselves on their targets. Frankie saw Lucky’s eyes darting between the drones, a look of confusion coming over him. Of course these were a new product the rabbit had been able to purchase with the funds his little money maker had been able to so generously generate for him, and of course he’d gotten the best money could buy (well within reason, the investors were keeping a closer eye on his spending habits recently). Clearing his throat, Frankie took centre stage as the lights on the drones flickered to life and the familiar sound of the other cameras turning on echoed around the room. The chat screens soon began to flood with a wall of text, endless streams of messages that passed by so quickly it was almost impossible to read one before another immediately took its place. 

“Welcome ladies and gentlemen to a new stream! I’m sure you are all excited to see what we have planned for you today and I assure you today will be a very special episode. As you might have seen on our social media pages we have been planning a special little gift for our most devoted followers. You know who you are, I’ve seen the comments~” The teasing tone caused the chat to burst into a frenzy of messages, while Lucky just glared at the back of the rabbit’s head. He knew something was wrong and was about to voice his grievances before Frankie spoke up once more.

“So as a thank you from the both of us, we have a treat instore for you. First off a certain chat filter has been removed temporarily, you know the one I mean, and secondly your favourite host and his lucky little rabbit will be putting on a show for you, all you have to do is choose what show that will be~” Clicking his fingers again, the screen behind them on the Peak blinked on revealing a poll of some sorts. Frankie could only smirk as he saw Lucky squinting from behind his mask to try and read it before he froze, realisation dawning on him. Making his way over to his favourite contestant, a soft purr escaped the rabbit as he leant down to whisper in the man’s ear, his voice almost feverish.

“I told you this was going to be a special show, Lucky. Aren’t you excited? I am positively ecstatic myself. I wonder what option they’ll choose? You know which one I’m hoping for, don't you my little rabbit~” Lucky could only stare ahead, eyes transfixed on the screen as the votes began to pour in by the thousands, the words atop it, flickering menacingly back at him.

Choose our first date activity!

“W-what the hell is this about? What’s going on Frankie?” His voice faltered slightly as he forced the words out of his throat, still unable to process what exactly was happening. Letting out a soft chuckle, the rabbit nuzzled his cheek lightly causing Lucky to jump away from him, eyes wide with confusion before quickly a wave of anger spread over them.

“This is what all those bloody streams were for weren’t they?! Just some fucking excuse to make me play out your twisted little fantasies! How didn’t I see it before!” Frankie could only grin wider as Lucky finally began to put the pieces together. While he’d give the man credit, he was smart enough to be able to read the rabbit pretty well, it seemed he was fairly blind to the actions being carried out around him. Never realising the narrative arc being acted out around him by Frankie until it had to be spelled out for him on a giant screen with thousands pouring in to vote on his fate. Honestly Frankie would be disappointed if this wasn’t so satisfying to watch play out in real time.

Finally composing himself, Lucky rounded on the announcer, grabbing him by the bow tie and dragging him down to eye level. Frankie could feel the man trembling with rage (and embarrassment) as he glowered up at him

“Stop the fucking vote!”

“Oh? You don’t want our fans to help choose the perfect first date for us? Are you getting all shy again my little rabbit~?” The fake sincerity in his voice only made the man’s grip tighten on his tie. He’d never managed to piss off his little contestant like this before. Such pure, unfiltered animosity and resentment radiated off the tiny little human, it was practically suffocating and it was all directed solely at him. Frankie was completely intoxicated and loving every moment of it. 

Arousal probably wouldn’t have been the correct word to use to describe how he felt right now, given that he wasn’t technically able to feel something like that given his state of being, but he was sure this was a very close facsimile of it. Perhaps euphoria or delirium could also be used to aid in its description. Regardless, Frankie’s plan was playing out even better than he could have ever imagined and his little Lucky was playing his role perfectly. Now to see just how well the man could keep it up seeing as they were barely even halfway through the first act.

“I said stop the fucking vote!” 

“I can’t. These people paid good money to watch us go on a cute date and they’ll get that. Neither of us can afford to make the big men upstairs mad at us now can we?” Hissing like an angry cat, Lucky lurked away from the rabbit, a look of pure resentment in his eyes.

“Bastard…” Frankie could only giggle before he turned his attention to the chat screens, to see what they thought of their little lovers tiff. They were eating it up. The chat had now worked itself into a frenzy as messages spilled in by the second, all clamouring to demand more. Suggestions on how Frankie should deal with his “naughty little bunbun”, people questioning how this was going to play, people chanting to get their choice to the top of the poll and a variety of other messages, all echoing the same fanatic energy as the rest of the chat. Now to give them a real show.

“But perhaps there is another way if you are really so set on not playing with me Lucky…” The man stopped his pacing to stare the rabbit down. It was clear that he wasn’t remotely close to trusting another word that came out of the monstrosities' mouth but if it meant getting out of his current situation he would at least consider listening. 

“The people need a show. They have all paid good money to be here, so we need to put on something that they’ve never seen before and that fits in with our clients… tastes. So I propose a little wager, nothing bad I swear. You won’t get hurt and if you win, no date. How does that sound Lucky?” The man just held the rabbit’s gaze and he let that offer process. There was the possibility that Lucky would refuse. Just say fuck it and go on the “date” regardless of what it would turn out to be and that would be that. But Frankie knew his little rabbit too well now, better then maybe he knew himself. He knew what he’d choose, that is why he’d planned this out. Why he’d even brought him to the Peak to begin with. He was playing right into his hand without even realising. This wasn’t for the viewers or the money anymore, this was just for Frankie’s entertainment now.

“... What do you propose?” 

“A little game. Very simple; you win, no date.”

“And if I lose, I have to go on the date?”

“Correct. You’ll also need to play along regardless of what is chosen. Give the people what they want.” Lucky fell silent again before finally sighing and resigning himself to his fate.

“What game do you have in mind? I’m guessing us being here isn’t a coincidence.” Frankie felt a shiver run down his spine as he turned to face the cameras once more.

“So observant my golden goose! I suggest we play a simple game of “tag”. You try to get away from me while I chase you. Manage to get to the top before I can catch you and you’ll win. I’ll even give you a head start~” The chat was lapping this up, the messages quickly devolving into mindless key smashing over the idea of them seeing the two objects of obsession playing out a common trope in their fantasies (Frankie was all too aware of the type of things that were being written about them regarding situations similar to this). Meanwhile Lucky just eyed the climb behind him. He’d done it before, he could easily do it again. Frankie was sure there he was thinking that there was a strong possibility he could beat him, hell Frankie (the actual one), couldn’t catch him. What chance could this little rabbit who spent all his time watching tv screens and narrating possibly do?

“Fine, but I get a 30 second head start.”

“10.”

“20. And no slime.” Frankie could only purr as Lucky went to take his place at the starting line, not giving the rabbit a chance to argue. 

“You can be so demanding my cheeky little rabbit~” Beckoning the drones, they followed after him and soon took up position, one coming to rest just beside the contestant while the other hovered just over Frankie’s shoulder. 

“Now chat, remember to root for who you want to win and let’s see if our only winner can beat the Peak once more!” Dropping the voice he chuckled softly. “May the best player win Lucky but I’ll warn you, don’t go easy on me. I’m not going to let you get away from me with what’s on the line.” Frankie saw them shiver before they snapped their head back around to focus on the course in front of them. Clicking his fingers the chat moved to the large screen on the peak, pushing the voting poll to the side so they could witness how the viewers were chanting for them.

“Okay, so on my mark! Ready, steady, run rabbit run~”

Lucky was off the starting line like a bolt, the drone shooting after him to make sure it didn’t miss a single shot. He was fast, faster then he was during the 57th season. All the training he’d been doing since he’d “agreed” to stay on was certainly starting to show itself off now. He was effortlessly vaulting himself over the obstacles set up in his path and sliding under others. However while Frankie was admiring his contestant he was also keeping a countdown in his head, counting down the seconds until he could go after his prey prize. The moment he hit 20 he coiled his legs up before launching himself up the first ledge of the course completely negating anything before it. Easily flipping himself up he looked up to see Lucky just ahead of him getting ready to deal with the rotating platform, the man risked looking over his shoulder after he heard the rabbit land and Frankie saw their eyes snap wide as he realised what the rabbit was up to.

“Fucking cheating bastard…”

While Lucky was used to the other Frankie simply chasing him down like a mindless beast, he was a lot more cunning, able to more freely utilise the benefits this body of his provided him. And he intended to utilise everything he had to put on a good show. Charging ahead after his fleeing contestant it didn’t take long till he was on their heel, getting close enough he could have grabbed them had they not suddenly swerved to the side, sending him off balance and threatening to topple over. Taking his momentary stumble Lucky quickly launched themselves to the next level, leaving Frankie to try and correct himself before pulling himself up after them. But Frankie didn’t care. This was so much fun! Chasing after his contestant like a scared little rabbit was definitely something he could get used to (he could finally understand the appeal the other Frankie saw in it), and he was thankful it would play out for longer. It also seemed that he wasn’t the only one enjoying this. He knew Lucky would deny it but he’d seen it when they’d dodged him. The spark in his eyes. He was enjoying this too and that only got the rabbit more worked up. The thrill of the chase infecting both of them and ensuring that both would give it their absolute all.

Higher and higher the two climbed, neither letting the other get a chance in. The chat screamed out for them, chanting their names over and over as they continued their game of cat and mouse. It was looking too close to decide who would come out on top as Lucky rounded the final bend and sprinted ahead towards the peak. Frankie was loving every minute but alas all good things had to come to an end and he had no intention of letting his contestant beat him. There was too much at stake after all~ Lining up he saw Lucky sneak a glance towards the peak, just a few meters and he’d be the winner. And that distraction was all Frankie needed. Lowering himself to all fours (undignified he knew) he launched himself forward tackling the man who only had the chance to yelp before they both crashed into a pile just a couple of meters short of the finish line. 

Without missing a beat Frankie pinned the man flat on his back, hands gripping his wrists as they struggled under him but it was no use, Frankie had caught his prey and he wasn’t letting him get away now. They both remained silent for a moment except for the contestant's laboured pants filling the air as he tried to catch his breath, eyes locked on each other. The chat must be losing their collective mind right now. Finally Frankie leant down, mere inches from Lucky’s face as the man just held his gaze. His voice was low as he spoke, a small quiver to it as he had yet to come down from the high of the chase.

“I caught you my little rabbit~” Unable to keep his composure at the suggestive tone, Lucky finally looked away earning him a chuckle from the rabbit on top of him. Given the small muted noise they’d made it seemed he’d embarrassed them. Cute.

“Fine, fine you won. Now get off me already! We don’t need to be giving anyone any more ideas…”

“Oh trust me, this is nothing compared to what I’ve seen them write about us~” The man could only flash him a look of confusion and concern at that comment but that was enough about that for now. Nuzzling his cheek Frankie finally lifted himself off the contestant, offering them a hand as they went to climb to their own feet. After debating for a moment he hesitantly took it only to cry out as Frankie threw him up into his arms, and while carrying him bridal style (for the fans), leapt off the peak earning him a number of curses as Lucky grabbed at him. 

Once safely back on the ground, and after having to dodge a kick to his face, the rabbit took up his position, making sure the chat was clearly visible.

“And there we have it folks! A race like you’ve never seen before here at Frankie’s Parkour Palace! Wasn’t that exciting? I know I enjoyed myself wholeheartedly throughout the whole thing~” The chat burst into life once more, clamouring to scream their praises, complimenting the contestant on how well they did and a lot of the chat becoming a little more descriptive as they went over how Frankie caught his bunbun and how they had wanted to see how it could have played out. Frankie could only smirk as Lucky went red behind their mask as he continued to read the chat. What till he saw the fanart Lucky had found of the both of them. Clearing his head he reached over and pulled the man to his side, slipping a hand onto his shoulder.

“However seeing as I was the winner it’s time to see what date option, you the chat, has voted on. I can hardly contain myself to see what option you have all voted on, and I’m sure Lucky is just as intrigued to see what you have in store for him! Now to final votes!”

Clicking his fingers once more the screen moved to show the votes, slowly moving up from the fewest to the final viewers choice. Frankie could feel Lucky stiffen under his hand, their hands gripping his costume for comfort as he awaited his fate, hardly able to breath. As the list slowly rose up, Frankie could only pull Lucky closer to himself until it finally reached the top voted option:

Winner: Dancing

“Ooooh so chat wants us to have our first dance together as our date~ It’s a little early for that but I’m sure it’ll be good practice for the future.” He had expected an elbow in the side for the comment but Lucky continued to stare straight ahead, eyes focused solely on the results.

“Anyway, we’ll be back in an hour and have everything set up for you then. So as a little bonus for being such a good audience, I would like you to choose the song. Remember to choose something appropriate that fits my little rabbit the best. I’ll let you in on a little secret to help you choose, my little superstar actually has some moves. Let's see if we can get him a tune he can show off to~” Now that got Lucky to rip his gaze away to look up at the host, alarm in his eyes as he processed what they had said.

“W-wait how… how do you know-” Holding a gloved finger up to his lips, Frankie hushed them softly.

“So we’ll see you in a little bit and get voting!” With that the feed cut off as the drones returned to Frankie, the chat feed still displaying as they debated about what song they should choose. Meanwhile, Lucky just stood there before violently ripping himself away from the creature, his eyes filled with fear as he stumbled back.

“How? How did you know that?!” Feigning ignorance Frankie just cocked his head to the side, like a confused pet who couldn’t understand their owner's request.

“Know what, Lucky~?”

“You know damn well what I mean you bastard! Did… did you rig the vote?!” Frankie couldn’t keep the innocent act up as he suddenly cackled and gave his contestant a cruel grin. 

“You didn’t think I wouldn’t know everything about you did you? A show like this means we have to run background checks on all contestants. Very thorough background checks. I know everything about you my Lucky. Where you lived, where you worked, where you went to school… who your parents were.” The last part made the man bristle up like an angry cat but the fear in his eyes reassured Frankie that he wasn’t going to lash out like last time.

“Your father was a dance teacher and in turn, when you were younger, he taught you too. Of course you never pursued a career in it, glad you didn’t by the way or you’d never have ended up here, but I am aware you did win some awards in your younger years. I just wanted to put those skills of yours to use is all~” As he talked, his voice dropping once more, he made his way over to Lucky who could only cower away like a little rabbit, fear gripping him like it never had before. He looked so small and fragile now as Fankie casted him in his shadow. So unlike him.

“Don’t act scared Lucky, I won’t do anything. All we’re going to do is dance and that’ll be it. Just a normal first date~” Frankie was sure that would have been the end of it, until something ignited in his little rabbit's eyes and without a chance to react they reared their head back and slammed it into his causing him to yelp this time as their forehead connected with his nose. Stumbling back in shock he clutched his face as Lucky held his ground, glowering at him, a small trickle of blood leaking from the crack in their mask. The rabbit remained silent for a moment, processing what had just happened before his smile grew wide. 

“Now that’s more like it Lucky~! That’s what I want! I hope you bring that passion to our dance! I can barely stand the wait now~!” This was the contestant he wanted. The one who had braved the show, who beat all the odds and even him in the end. The one who even when terrified held his own and refused to back down. His golden goose, his little rabbit, his “Lucky” contestant. His everything.

After being coerced into finally letting the rabbit treat his wounds (who knew headbutting something mostly comprised of metal would do more damage to them than the rabbit), Lucky now sat sulking on the side of his bed, nursing his bandaged head. He was still pissed off at Frankie given that whenever he looked at him the man just shot him a sour look but it didn’t seem there’d be any more violent outburst for the day. Hopefully.

“So seeing as this is an important stream, I acquired you some new clothing as while stylish and practical that suit isn’t going to cut it. You have to dress up for a date after all~” The man just rolled his eyes and pouted but Frankie was sure he was somewhat eager to see the new threads he got, seeing as the suits are all he’d worn for the last few months. Something different would make a nice change and probably keep him well behaved. Picking up the package he’s brought back with him as he’d gotten the first aid kit he handed it over, the other man taking it cautiously. After inspecting it he quickly began to tear through the wrapping before pulling out the suit jacket, shirt and pants that had been inside. 

“Oh wow. I’ve never had something this nice before.” 

“I suppose not but you deserve something nice for our date. Plus it was in the budget so I coughed up a bit more. I want you looking your best for your fans.” Rolling his eyes he gently laid the suit down on his bed, treating it with the utmost care as the rabbit just smirked watching him. It might be the first time the man’s worn a suit before in his life bar for interviews, but it did tickle him to see that even though it was a gift from Frankie, he still treated it so gently.

“Well gone on, try it on. It should fit given as I had it made for you using your measurements. I need to make sure you’ll look presentable.”

“R-right, right- wait, how do you know my measurements? Oh you know what, never mind. I don’t think I want to know right now.” Groaning he went for the zipper only to hesitate as Frankie continued to watch him showing no signs of leaving.

“Frankie, I’m not changing with you watching.”

“You’ve done it before during the first time you were here. It’s not like I haven’t seen it all before.”

“Frankie get the fuck out before I headbutt you a second time.” The rabbit could only giggle, heading out to give his little rabbit some privacy. Such a shy little thing.

After a few minutes, Lucky finally stepped out. He seemed almost shy as he opened the door, presenting himself to Frankie, like a child trying something on for their parents to gauge their approval. Frankie’s eyes lit up immediately as he came over to inspect his contestant, circling around them as he checked it all fitted correctly.

“Well look at you, someone does clean up well don’t they~”

“Shut up. I feel stupid.”

“Well you don’t look it. Someone might even say you look handsome or is the word hot nowadays~” Grimacing beneath the mask, Lucky shooed the rabbit away as he chuckled to himself.

“Please never say that again. Honestly though, do I look okay? I don’t want to embarrass myself more than I already have today.” Taking a step back, Frankie ran his eyes over the man as he twirled around on the spot for him. He could certainly turn a few heads in this get up, good thing Frankie was the only one around to admire him.

“You look good Lucky, I’m being honest. You know I wouldn’t lie to you without reason.” Humming the man patted the front of the suit before nodding.

“Okay, if you say so. Shall we get this over with then.”

“Lucky, remember what you promised. You need to play along and act like you’re having a good time. So wipe that sour look off your face. I’ve also thought of the perfect place that can act as our dance hall for the evening!” Offering up his arm to his date, Frankie beckoned the man and with a groan he obediently took it, allowing himself to be led into the unknown.

Frankie hadn’t been lying when he had said he’d thought of the perfect place to turn into a dance floor. Considering most of the facility was covered in parkour equipment (or bodies) there had been only one clear choice, Hexa-Havoc. Dropping down into the arena, Frankie let Lucky down as the man inspected the area, a nervous look in their eyes. He hadn’t been here since he’d won and from the way he’d started to pick at his jacket, it didn’t seem he was particularly pleased.

“This was your idea? How are we supposed to do this on a floor that’s constantly falling?” Frankie just shook his head as he went over to a hidden control panel in the wall, starting to fiddle with the settings.

“The floor only starts to fall when the game’s started up, I’m not going to do that so I assure you it’s stable. Don’t trust me, run around and check it for yourself.” Finally getting the right settings down, he slammed it closed and made his way over to his date for tonight, the man turning to meet his gaze.

“You ready?”

“It’s not like I have a choice. But to warn you in advance it’s been awhile since I’ve you know…” Frankie dismissed him with a wave of his hand.

“I’m sure it’ll be fine, besides I’ll be leading so you’ll have nothing to worry about. Just follow my instructions like you always do and we’ll have our viewers melting in our hands in no time.” Speaking of viewers, it was time. Clicking his fingers like last time, the drones suddenly descended from the darkness above before the screens lit up, chat suddenly coming to life as the feed started up once more. Seemed they’d been anxiously waiting for the return of their favourite couple and seeing as one had undergone a drastic costume change since they were more than eager now. The screens filled with excited messages at the sight of their winner and how good he’d look on the rabbit’s arm.

“Welcome back dear viewers! I see you’ve been craving our return but as promised here we are, back to entertain you once more with a very special bonus so lovingly picked by you, our viewers. Now without further ado, let us get this date underway and be kind to your sweet contestant, he’s a little shy. It’s our first date after all and I want it to be memorable~” Frankie couldn’t help but look over at his golden goose as he spoke, the man tutting and averting his eyes, but the embarrassment was clear. “Now let’s get down to business and see what song was chosen, it’ll be a surprise to all of us so let’s hope it was a good one.” Spinning on his heel, Frankie made his way over to Lucky and with all the charm of a fine gentleman bowed and offered up his hand to his date.

“Now then, may I have this dance my little rabbit~”

The lights in the room suddenly dimmed, the flooring changing from the technicoloured patchwork of colours to a soft blue, coating them and everything in the light. Lucky hesitated , his hand floating between them both before music suddenly started up from the unseen speakers that surrounded them.

Open the curtains

Lights on

Don't miss a moment

Of this experiment

Oh, the book is strange

Like clockwork orange

Keep your eyes buttered till the end.

Snatching his hand, Frankie pulled him close to his chest, Lucky instinctively grabbing at his shoulder with his free hand. Throwing him a dirty look, Frankie could only smirk as he slipped a hand around his contestant’s waist and started to lead their dance. Of course Lucky was slow off the mark, fumbling slightly with his steps, trying to keep up with the rabbit best he could. Pressing him closer Frankie took charge and soon they were matching one another perfectly, as if they’d choreographed this from the beginning.

Cut it off, cut down your loss

All that stubborn loyalty is gonna get you killed

In a world built on convenient theories

For the puppets on TV

There is comfort in the strings

If you're gonna control me

At least make it interesting theatrically

Frankie led his contestant around the floor, spinning and swinging him around with ease. Locking eyes with one another, the rabbit was surprised to see Lucky smirk before he spun himself into his arms, his back to his chest. Taken aback the rabbit could only freeze up, now this was a side he hadn’t seen before. But it was only a momentary lapse, Frankie letting out a purr as he slipped his hands back around his little rabbit.

“Keep up, Frankie.”

“Oh, I will don’t worry~”

Down, down, and down I go

I tell myself I'm a tough girl

Down, down, and down I go

I could never, ever, ever touch the soil

Slipping away, the drones turned their attention to Lucky as he took centre stage. He was getting into it now as he showed off just what he was capable of. He was so controlled in his movements, moving between each action almost without having to think. He made it look effortless. Frankie could only watch as his little rabbit became the highlight of the show, just like he had last time. His superstar was at it again.

My heart goes right

My head goes left

And end up on your bed

Huh

Coming up behind him, Frankie snaked an arm around him, wriggling an eyebrow at the last line which earned him an eye roll. Worth a try. Taking his hand once more, they continued their dance across the floor, so in sync it must be a sight to behold for the viewers. Not that Frankie was really paying attention to them. He’d see the takings at the end, right now his Lucky had his undivided attention.

Sure I'll be your marionette

Here, tug on my thread

Spread me open for dolly pink, snow white artificial beauty

Maybe we're all cold machines

Stuffed in the human skin

With human sins

Sewed up by the gods of city

“Hold on.” Frankie’s voice surprised Lucky who only just managed to wrap his arms around the rabbit in time as he extended to his actual height, easily lifting the man off the floor as he swung him around. He could hear the other man cursing him out as he refused to put him back down, but he didn’t seem to be too mad, given how he heard him a small snort of laughter slip out.

Cut it out, you've already lost

All that precious bravery is gonna get you hurt

In a world that feeds on the minority

May that self-centred belief lead you to peace

If you're gonna replace me

At least have the audacity to kill me thoroughly

As Frankie lowered him down, Lucky hesitated as he caught the last couple of lines. Locking eyes, Frankie could see the words hitting a little too close to home, his money maker starting to remember where he was, what he’d gotten himself into. Quickly sweeping in he took his hand, continuing their dance. This little game of theirs was his and his alone to control and it would only end when he decided it was time.

You gave me strength

Hopeful curiosity

Maybe there are still happy answers left for my discovery

What's the colour of the electric sheep you see?

And if you love me

Can you love your everything too, for me?

Coming to the end of their dance, Frankie pulled the contestant closer to himself as their movements began to slow before he finally dipped them as the music faded out. Leaving them alone with the sound of Lucky’s heavy breathing and his heart hammering away in his chest. He could feel their hands trembling slightly as they held onto his neck for support, realisation about their situation truly coming into clarity for the first time as the monster and man faced one another. Frankie let out a soft growl as he gently lifted Lucky’s chin, forcing them to crane their neck up so they were practically touching now.

“What do you think we are now, Lucky? A prisoner and their warden? Business partners? Lovers?”

“There is nothing here but vitriolic flirting.” Frankie could only chuckle at his answer, he wouldn’t expect less from the first winner of the show. Truly there was no one else like them. Leaning up he placed a “kiss” against their masked forehead.

“I’d be hurt, but you seem to know me too well my little rabbit~ I wouldn’t want it any other way. So let’s continue this dance until the end, I promise you I’ll be the one to end it. No one else deserves that honour except me.”

“...I know, I wouldn’t expect anything less.” His voice was so small as he spoke, almost sad knowing how he would meet his end. Some would have found comfort in the fact that it wouldn’t be the other Frankie but he could be just as bad if he wanted to be.

Releasing his chin Frankie trailed his hand down Lucky’s neck before suddenly tightening his grip around it, not enough to do anything, just enough to make his point. He felt the man swallow nervously beneath his hand but he didn’t break eye contact, holding his own once more.

“You know, when the time comes around I promise I’ll make you a spectacle. Your end will be deserving of all that you’ve done for me and the show. It’ll be unlike anything we’ve ever seen before!” Frankie was getting worked up just thinking how’d he do it. It had to be spectacular and go down in history, but he still had plenty of time to figure out the details. He wasn’t in a rush to get rid of his cash cow just yet. 

“How considerate of you, but remember Frankie, you’ll still have to catch me first. And I’m not going to let it happen again.” Frankie barely had time to register the sucker punch that was swung at him, only just managing to block it, releasing Lucky’s neck in the process. The rabbit couldn’t say he was surprised by the action but still a little shocked at how close his little rabbit had gotten to landing another hit on him so soon. Such tenacity. 

“Oh, keep this up and I might have to punish you~” Lucky just shook his head before releasing his grip on the rabbit’s neck, letting himself go limp and slipping out of their grip.

“I assure you being here with you is enough punishment but if you do, don’t get it from those guys. You should see what they’ve been saying...” He motioned to the screen behind him, Frankie finally acknowledging his viewers as he glanced at the chat. Oh, oh yeah they were losing their minds once more and with the filter removed they were being a little bit more descriptive and graphic then previously. It seemed the dance and their little interaction afterwards had gotten them into a frenzy. Demanding more and for Frankie to take things further, but they’d have to wait till next time. Frankie wasn’t going to get anything more out of Lucky tonight, except maybe a kick in the teeth.

“Well chat I hope you got everything you wanted and more with this stream! Also let’s give our little superstar a round of applause, even I was surprised just at how well he could move but we’ve all seen him on the courses so we shouldn’t expect anything less. Now until next time, I hope to see you soon!” With that feed cut off, leaving Frankie and Lucky alone. His little golden goose had his back to him, lost in thought no doubt about. He’d had a busy day so Frankie would cut him some slack. Slinking over he gently nuzzled their cheek, snapping them back to reality as they shooed him away.

“How about some dinner? My treat. I even have some wine so I can “wine and dine” you properly.” Lucky still seemed a little distracted but quickly shook his head clearing his thoughts. Not wanting to dwell too much on the rabbit’s promise any longer.

“Yeah alright, I could definitely go for a drink right about now. So what do you have in mind for food?”

“Well we could always try making something togethe-”

“Hell no you stupid rabbit! I’ve already had a stressful enough day as it is, don’t joke about something like that! You just cook me something seeing as this is all your doing. I deserve to take it easy for once.” Frankie could only laugh as Lucky put his foot down, the man pouting at him from behind his mask.

“So demanding, alright I’ll see what I can do. And I’m going to count this as our second date you realise. So will I be coming home with you after this?” 

“You’re lucky I don’t turn hexa-havoc back on and see how long you can survive it.” Snortin Frankie held out an arm letting Lucky (begrudgingly) to climb on as the rabbit began to scale his way back out of the stage. Overall Frankie had to say that everything had gone better than he could have expected, he couldn’t wait to see the taking from today~ It had to have been their best show to date! Looking down at Lucky, clutched in his arm, he couldn’t help but smirk. He couldn’t wait to see what his “Lucky” contestant would do when the time came for their final show. Frankie knew he wouldn’t disappoint him regardless of what the outcome would be. That’s just who he was. His contestant, his everything.

[jdrawsshit]

chat sorry ive been dead awhile but uhhh have some parkour yaoi ive been cooking

[marycom15]

Parkour civilization fanclub discord is up!

HELLO THERE FELLOW PARKOUR ENTHUSIASTS.

Have you ever wanted to talk about the silly minecraft roleplay with others who love the silly minecraft roleplay? Well you're in luck because I very much did!!

EDIT : THIS SERVER IS NOW 15+ !!! Writing this down here since I know a lot of people like to use this post as advertisement for our little fanclub, so be warned!

I hereby invite all of you lovely people to the pkciv fanclub. We are so damn silly there, it's amazing. Thank you to all the people who already joined you are absolutely lovely and hilarious, long live the agender evbo agenda🔥🔥

If you clicked "keep reading" on a post advertising a pkciv fanclub you're the target audience and you should join.

Anyway, the server has channels for discussing and sharing parkour civilization content, parkour battles, being silly, being artistic, and for yaoi. What else could you possibly ask for? :D

Still not convinced? Fine, here are some screenies to sweeten the deal.

[locusfandomtime]

seeing parkour civilization blow up as someone who is huge into the mcyt fandom already is crazy because I’m starting to see people post things like “people are drawing yaoi for this series now” and “there’s thousands of fanfics on ao3” and its like BRO YOU GOT NO IDEA.

hearing people talk as if people making fanart/fanfic for a mc youtube series is some new, surreal thing is so fucking funny. not only because this is something i see and do on a daily basis. but also because you get some people claiming that the fanart/fanfic was caused by the recent uptick in popularity (and dont get me wrong that definitely caused a lot of the art you see now) but I definitely saw parkour civ fic out in the wild months ago. like listen to me you can have the nichest smallest mcyt fandom ever and there will still be some really dedicated guy writing a 20k fic about it this is how the world works. as long as there is minecraftyoutuber there will be fanfiction

[no1-emf-fan]

Hello!

Do you have a summary of... Everything EMF does in the parkour civilization movies? I reallly wanna watch them but I have a phobia of movies and parkour civilization is apparently good enough cinema to trigger it. 😐

Uhm-. Help?

Phobia of movies, huh? Alrighty then. I’ll give you a summary of what my beloved does in the two movies, and if you’re comfortable with it, a short compilation of voice clips without visuals, since you’re not able to actually watch the movie and his voice is really nice <3

Also maybe a little bit of a photo dump of him because the silly

Spoilers for anyone who is planning on watching, but hasn’t yet.

So, his first appearance was about a third of the way into the first movie. Evbo is a Parkour Pro at this point, and right before we meet EMF the first time, he skipped his daily task (basically a daily job, if you don’t know) EMF is the first Parkour Master we meet in the series. He makes his grand entrance by water bucketing down from the upper layer. He questions all the Pros concerning what they did for their daily task. Once he approached Evbo, Evbo lies and EMF challenges him to a Parkour Battle to settle things. Evbo exploits his weakness of not being able to do 360s and wins the battle. EMF, defeated, gifts Evbo a Totem of Undying and tells him that there’s an impossible jump in the course to rank up, and to study it until he figures out how to pass it.

After this, he isn’t seen again for about half an hour.

When he is seen again, he tells Evbo about Parkour Civilization, and the Parkour Champion. The way to scale the Parkour Temple to reach the Champion layer is invisible to everyone but the Champion themself. He takes Evbo into a hidden room inside the boots of the Champion statue on the Master layer. It contains a map of the layers of Parkour Civilization. He instructs Evbo to travel as far north as possible and to find “the highest parkour highway there is”, and to enter the (very difficult to enter) building he will find there to find out the truth and to save Parkour Civilization.

He is not seen again for about 25 minutes.

The next mention of him involves Evbo searching for him after failing to beat the evil Champion, obtaining Champion boots, and returning to the Master level. He then commits the crime of breaking and entering to get into his house and talk to him. We also get this super silly angle of him.

He looks like a bug lmao

Anyway, Evbo explains what happened between their last meetings, which I roughly explained already. He explains that he needs EMFs help to defeat the evil Champion. Evbo asks EMF for some blocks, then he is told to wait.

Later, when Evbo threatens Seawatt in order to get back into the arena to fight the evil Champion, there’s a cut to EMF practicing brewing stand jumps. It’s implied here that this is part of the threat. Also Evbo specifically calls EMF the “one of the best parkourers of all time” which is most likely just to intensify the threat, but can also be taken in a yaoi tone lmao.

This is the last time he’s mentioned in the first movie.

Here’s three short voice clips from the first movie.

In the second movie, i don’t have all times he shows up written down, but I have a few. He doesn’t show up much though, mainly in the beginning and end.

The movie begins with some silly banter between EMF and Evbo. Evbo is the Champion now, so that’s a thing. There’s also some subtle foreshadowing, which I’ll point out at the end for the sparkle emoji full experience sparkle emoji <3 EMF jokingly challenges Evbo to a parkour battle. Evbo mentions their last battle (the one EMF lost) Evbo does a 3 block 360 to show off, and doesn’t do any damage. Evbo asks if he still wants to battle, and he says no. Fun fact, that’s where the yellow text on my pinned intro post is from!

The next time EMF is seen, him and Evbo are on a mysterious bridge that leads to nowhere. EMF mentions that “something is stopping [him] from building the bridge even further,” then says that something is there, mentioning items thrown off the bridge disappear.

Between this and his next appearance, Evbo learns there is a lost layer off the edge of Parkour Civilization, and can conveniently be reached by jumping in the area the bridge stops at.

Evbo brings EMF onto the bridge with him before he jumps in to the lost layer, and tells EMF to ���Get better at 360s while [he’s] gone,” after which EMF responds, saying the rawest line imaginable: “We’ll both be doing 360s once we make it back together, see you on the other side,” then jumping before Evbo could.

When Evbo goes through, EMF is nowhere to be seen. Evbo does his thing through most of the movie, EMF isn’t seen much after this.

Until BAM! He’s in Seawatt’s basement. Suspended over the void on one chain block with a block on top of him so he can’t jump out. He doesn’t say anything for the around five seconds he’s on screen. It’s implied that Seawatt kidnapped him after he jumped into the lost layer, and has kept EMF hostage to “get [his] revenge” on Evbo.

He isn’t seen again for about five minutes, maybe. Evbo returns to the Parkour Temple in this layer, and EMF is suspended on a single chain block again over a large hole. A Parkour Fighter (The residents of this layer) has a parkour attack set up that EMF can’t make. This is pretty much the equivalent of putting a gun up to his head and threatening to shoot. EMF is pretty much being held hostage for ransom.

He doesn’t do much after that until we see him again. A bunch of lore happens, nothing important to EMF though.

When Evbo comes up to him again, the dude with the attack apparently fell into the void. However, his attack still is a threat, and EMF is on half a heart. Evbo helps him build a harder jump using a single chest block, and EMF escapes the chain prison. The jump specifically is a downwards diagonal 3 and a half block 360. That’s pretty much it until around the end.

There’s a sick ass animation of evbo during the climax tho so thats cool

Oh yeah and evbo becomes parkour god, leaving the champion spot empty.

Anyway, it ends with EMF becoming the new Parkour Champion!!! Yippee!!! Its also implied that he has aphantasia so thats cool!!!

That’s pretty much every significant appearance he has! Here’s a few silly screenshots and a few more voice lines!

He is THE GUY ever <333

[meringues000]

Good day for another cup of toxic yaoi (future chapters), innit?

I started my new fic, you can read it here:

I'm going to post the introduction here as well. Enjoy

“So, what are your plans for tomorrow?” Seawatt asked, lounging on the couch as though it was his own, idly dangling his leg. “I found this old book in my closet, it’s some kind of Parkour language textbook. What could a man do out of boredom, huh?” His gaze wandered across the interior parkour course, the white walls, the ceiling.

The Champion was checking his wardrobe, which mostly contained stands with gorgeous armor made of gold, silver, copper with diamonds, emeralds, apatites and other gems. He responded after a pause. “I’m having a consultation regarding the design for a new helmet. How are you still wearing these cast-offs?”

Seawatt bristled, but seemingly halfway, obviously not caring enough about anything the Champion says. “Just because I often wear something doesn’t mean it’s a cast-off.”

“You wear it all the time. Do you even have other clothes?”

“Of course I do, I just stick to the style.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

The master was about to launch another argument about social image, when his phone suddenly rang. He sighed loudly, picking it up. 

“I told you not to call me if it’s not an emergency”

The pro on the other line answered nervously. “It kind of is? Someone ranked up.”

Seawatt frowned. “What? Are you sure?”

“Yes sir, one ranked up. A noob by the name of Evbo.”

The master tightened his grip on the phone, his whole body became tense. “Watch him and report immediately if he throws something like that again.”

“Yes sir, I’ll keep an eye on him.”

“What’s up?” the Champion inquired casually.

Seawatt knew he needed to tell him this now. Otherwise he’ll get in big trouble. He couldn’t risk his position. He sat straight and cowered, trying to choose his words frantically. “Well, apparently, some noob managed to rank up — which is impossible, I know for a fact, he must’ve cheated, he won’t be a problem, my people will take care of it. Even if he completed the course to become a pro, he will never become a master! He was born a noob and will always be one!” His face had assumed such a pleasant, subservient expression, that it appeared almost vulgar.

The Champion stared at him silently. His face wasn’t visible behind the helmet, which stressed Seawatt even more. He was about to crack a joke, when the Champion finally spoke up.

“You were supposed to make sure nobody ranks up, and you failed.”

The master gulped. “I know. I know. It’s my fault. I made this mistake, because I loosened control. Don’t worry, I’ll make up for it! I’ll double check the courses and question all the guards. This won’t happen again, you can have my word!”

“You think you’re irreplaceable? You think there isn’t someone out there who can actually do their job?”

Seawatt clenched his teeth, thinking, ‘Why is he so damn stubborn?’

“I’m sorry sir. It won’t happen again.”

“Just go already.”

Seawatt jumped up from the couch and left the room quietly. ‘Dickhead,’ he grumbled to himself.

Jump after jump, he made his way home with a water bucket, climbed up the stairs into the bedroom and stopped in the middle of the room. His sprawling thoughts raced, so he started pacing feverishly in an attempt to hold them down. He wasn’t afraid of the Champion anymore, but the man who managed to break the system. The man, who was great enough at parkour to beat the impossible course. He was familiar with that kind of determination. He knew that this Evbo won’t stop on the pro level. He’s dangerous and needs to get rid of. Thankfully, parkour doesn’t save from traps.

Seawatt couldn’t predict the future, so he decided to work on plan B, in case this talented noob will get to him. His bedroom was spacious and could fit any kind of parkour he wanted to practice.

[luin-no-koibito]

Shiki's LMJ Liveblog - Case 4 (Part 2)

》Cut to Rich Boss Lady's room《

So we can do what we want as long as nothing gets messed up? Sounds fair.

Least we have a picture of who we need to find n- awww, he's so floofy!

》Floof aside, let's get looking!《

Why are there banana peels? This is a rich lady's room!

Anyway, looks like the window locks are broken.

Looking at the houseplant, now we've got Ernest infodumping like the silly doofus he is.

》garden《

"SNAAAAAKE!" -Ernest Greeves, 2017

》back to the street《

Hey a ca- that's not our guy. And baker dude hasn't seen him either.

But we got the last stupidly hard looking side game.

》Entry to the neighborhood again《

This ain't looking good.

Whatever, let's poke around that sketchy looking van!

...Nothing. Let's ask the neighborhood toddler then.

She did see a cat, but not the one we need.

WOAH, PLOT TWIST??? THE SKETCHY VAN HAD FISH???

...And it's gone.

Maybe Orange Boomer knows something!

Now we know it comes daily but not its source.

》the cops gave us a puzzle《

That was easy as hell. And now we know the truck delivers right from the fishing docks.

》docks《

*insert vore joke here because of something Katrielle said about the truck*

At least we found someone who DID see Rich Boss Lady's cat (the cat got away though.)

And we joked about ditching our dog.

Speaking of which, there's a LOUD one near us.

》fishing dude, redux《

Fishing Dude isn't helpful. And Katrielle said something ADHD-coded again.

And now Sherl's gotten into some ✨️Dog Yaoi✨️ with someone who knows about it! Woohoo!

And the cat's on the freakin bridge.

》(So now we gotta play Tetris for 45 picarats)《

And it's NOT the cat we we're looking for because it belongs to the mayor's side chick (/lh)

》Big Brain Time《

Hold up, it's a lizard???? And the cat stuff was to prevent any lizard induced chaos??????????

Whatever, in the cutscene that follows, we got to see some HARDCORE PARKOUR (/ref)

At least the crisis is averted now (and we stopped some ongoing animal abuse /mj).

[vellengeful]

welcome to warframe! in this game, you can:

be a badass space ninja

go fishing

take photographs for a sentient group of trapezoids

chop people in half with a machine gun

parkour

ragdoll people across the map

have dogs and cats who love you

cry over a cube

get some cool rocks that contain guns

dance

take out corrupt politicians

lose your mom over a blueberry with yaoi hands

explore the galaxy looking for cool flowers

[sqwdink]

http://sqwdink.deviantart.com/art/Pin-Up-Girls-Finished-Sketch-697279010

click link and download the picture if you wanna see them closer

1.  ayane: Age:19 Birthday: 1/9 A fun friend and the life of the party. Ayane likes playing video games, has posters on their wall, and likes to do art. They don’t like spicy foods, don’t like magical girl games and thinks they’re quite generic. He normally likes to play Horror games and record his reactions and post them on his blog. Has a huge following and loves interacting with fans.Normally found in room recording videos. 2.  Airi: age: 43 Birthday: 5/24 a gentle parent type friend who enjoys dancing. She loves the beach and marine life, she isn’t too big into sports, but she sure tries, 9/10 she’ll be your best friend. Though when she needs to step her foot down she dose. Not just for Ayane, but for the whole Powder Puffz group. she normally brings the Snacks to the photo shoots.Normally found walking around town enjoying life. 3. Chinatsu: age:19 birthday: 6/15 a total doll, likes frilly things and also bugs. She’s chill and confident. She likes sightseeing, Hiking, and cooking. is probably afraid of fireworks but never admits it.  Not very social, but if you share a love in bugs, she’d yap all day. she also doesn’t like birds all that much since they normally target her favorite beetles the “Japanese rhinoceros beetle”. Normally is found hanging out in the local forests with a net looking for bugs and playing animal crossing music on her phone. 4. Etsuko: age:18 birthday: 5/4 has a tendency to erupt like a volcano due to her short temper and nasty attitude. You wouldn’t know it by looking at her but shes very over protective of her friends and is the tough love sort of gal. she hates fuck boys, math, and any one that dares insult her and her flat chest!If looks could kill that girl would be a serial murderer. Though her face normally looks like that even when shes enjoying life. Most of the time found at the practice field helping her fellow cheer mates learn the new dances for the games at their college. 5.  Hoshi: age: 20 birthday: 2/6 a peppy, strong, idol girl. Everyone’s pep talk friend, she has words of wisdom and sometimes says the most awful shit jokingly too. LOVES eating yakisoba buns and gets super moody if she can’t get one that day. The gym is her territory and shes super loud. She doesn’t like sweets. hates fried foods unless its squid (or a yakisoba bun). never tell her to “chill” when she’s riled up or she’ll throw you. Normally found at the gym or training her cardio by running around town sometimes bumping into Airi, and getting a free apple, or fruit every time. 6. Izumi: age:20 birthday: 6/14 the definition of pure! Shes as sweet as the malasadas she eats and as gentle as the oceans waves! She loves surfboarding hula dancing bonfires and many outdoor activities! She isn’t one for the cold weather or storms all life in the sea is her best friend! She moved to Japan for the Photo gigs so she feels a bit strange, but quickly became friends with the Puffz. Normally found at the gym swimming in the pool or at the local lake if the day is nice enough. 7. Junko: age: 20 birthday: 9/19 A girl with a soft voice and a loving smile. She doesn’t mind being chubby but sometimes tries working out with Hoshi, but she’s a bit too much…. Junko likes stuffed animals, lychee mochi, and owns a bunch of heart shaped lace pillows. What she doesn’t like all that much are dogs and cats. Mostly because she gets attacked way to often by them. Spicy food is a must-have. but despite liking spice, she doesn’t get along with Etsuko that well. Etsuko scares her. Normally found at her job at a maid in a chubby maid cafe. She really enjoys her job since it builds her confidence. 8. Kyo: age:18 birthday: 4/22 you need a motivator? Shes your gal pal! She enjoys jogging yoga and Mixed martial arts. She has a voice softer than any pillow but can be louder than a mega phone! Shes the captain of the cheerleaders and is peppy as one can be! She cant tolerate bullies or sea food, and she has a small sweet tooth for ice cream! Tries to work with Etsuko though their dancing routines always never mix well. So since shes submissive they normally don’t do her dances. 9. Miho: age:22 birthday: 8/31 A weeeeeb. She’s peppy, childish, and super loud. She watches dance videos and sometimes tries to dance in public to get people’s attention. She also runs a blog with those Anime Aesthetics™. She doesn’t like the emo aesthetic™, dark music, or pastels. Shes an Electro Diva so when shes not bothering the public she DJs at their local club “FuaFua Beat”. Her room is also filled with anime hentai figures, and lets no one in her room except her best friend Chiharu. 10. Natskui: age:23 birthday: 4/22 an energetic go getter who loves to run, rock climb, and watch wrestling videos! Her piercings are the most notable but coolest facial feature she has! Shes a natural born mountain climber and loves her vegan diet. Her hair is clearly naturally amazing, she hates studying, exams, and anything super greasy. If you aint moving you aint working in her book. Found in the woods running and parkoring sometimes scaring away Chinatsu’s beetles. Making their relationship as friends unstable at times. Especially if it was a special beetle. 11. Ren: age: 23 birthday: 4/23 She’s a model with a slightly different body shape and she’s proud of it. She’s a day dreamer and likes to speak her mind. She likes warm weather, perfect for showing off frilly bikinis and other swim wear. She hints at being slightly promiscuous as well. She doesn’t like the cold. she dislikes sea creatures. But she has a puppy Yorki that always brings back a crab from the beach or a weird clam. Her only other hobby is scrap booking, but since she joined the group she finds herself a bit to busy to even do that. 12. Shinji: age:32 birthday: 12/7 shes the life of the party and an awesome baker, and gives the worlds best blow jobs -since her shirt says slut- shes a hyper active sex hungry woman who gets all the guys wanting her both romantically and sexually. Shes very kind but can be tough when necessary, hates doing laundry and vegetables ( ; ) ). Owns a bakery and helps out the girls whenever they need a cute place to photo shoot or need a free birthday cake. 13. Tomomi: age:18 birthday: 5/10 quiet and reserved. has an obsession for plushies and likes recreating art projects she finds online and has dreams of becoming an anime figure sculptor one day. She also really loves sweets. She always keeps her husbando figure in her book bag, so whenever shes nervous she reaches into her bag and holds him.  She doesn’t like sour candies, anything spicy, and she’s a picky eater. Found on occasion in the library in the manga section since she cant afford all the manga she wants to read. 14. Umi: age: 23 birthday: 10/4 Quiet big sister kind of gal pal. She gives very good life advice and enjoys reading. Shes loves small talk and drawing. She isn’t one for spicy foods or cocky people at all! She just likes to doodle things in her sketchbook whenever she can, and she hangs out a lot with Tomomi in the library to kill time. She sometimes is involved in cult rituals, but she never specifies what the cult is called or what they do. 15. Yoshiko: age:18 birthday: 7/23 A cute little ninja student as agile as a cat. She shows off by walking on fences and doing parkour to the best of her ability. She loves helping people, ever since she was a kid, she was everyone’s hero. She dislikes bullies, bigger breeds of dogs, and loud noises because she’s just jumpy. You can find her on the roof of her house just calling people and showing off how she got up there with no trouble at all. Found at the park a lot just swinging and listening to audio books off her phone. 16. Naruto: age:20 birthday: 10/31 Dreams of going to the Olympics or owning her own Ramen shop. Shes a huge ramen lover and  tayaki lover. Being a proud extrovert she’ll be overjoyed to show off with various flips or her incredible flexibility. She isn’t one for fighting, but when needed to help someone else like her little sister Yoshiko she will help even if it is risk to herself. Watching her parents making ramen her whole life and loving to make it boosted her passion for cooking the dish, and making it a small place in the city one day. Normally found at the grandparents farm helping clean or making meals for them since they cant take care of themselves much. 17. Momo: age: 22 birthday:7/17 staying true to her name, momo is as soft as a peach. With rosy cheeks and a round body, she’s such a huggable girl. She greets everyone with a big hug and ends every encounter with one too. She’s strong and can lift someone up with a hug. Her favorite drinks with an azuki bun are peach slushy milk and and hot apple cider. She also loves bunnies and is Yoshiko’s best friend. Momo just about loves everyone and everything but certainly does not do alcohol or fizzy soft drinks. shes also deep in some kinks though she never has admitted to any since she wants to avoid being called names. Normally found at the park taking pictures of random bugs, or people for her blog. 18. Ichigo: age:22 birthday: 2/27 shes an artist at heart and a great writer, edm music is her thing and shes a huge dog person. Chamomile tea is her favorite drink but doesn’t like to sit around for long periods of time, she has to do something or her hands start shaking a tad if she doesn’t have a figit cube or spinner in hand. With ADHD it was hard to make friends, but later opening up to Momo about some things they were able to become the best of friends. Normally walking around with Momo or at home writing erotic yaoi fanfiction. 19. Anzu age:23 birthday: 4/15 a major couch potato, and has no shame in it. Heavily into the feeder community the only reason she joined the Powder Puffz was to see if she could find more fans for her feeder blog. Is used to being called names, but with her cocky attitude most people cant tear her down. She enjoys swimming and webcam shows. She really hates when people make her travel or do any exercise. She will never get tired of the attention her size gives her. 20. Nashi: age:24 birthday: 5/12 a timid and nervous, But she does her best to speak to her friends. At times shes so anxious she can’t even talk! Give her some ice cream and a nice hug and everything will be fine. She hates being the center of attention so she will always back to the wall in parties. Though this is only with people that know her. At night she dresses as a masked wrestler and fights in the local gym as the Black Mamba. she always wins. 21. Misato: Is a fucking punk ass who sells drugs to the local teens and adults. Been arrested a few times for drug possession. Only reason that she keeps getting away with this is because her father is a cop. Her dad told her if she didn’t find something else to do he wouldn’t bail her out next time so she found the flier to become a Powder puff so she joined. she still hangs around the alleys and sells drugs, but shes a lot more careful and observant. 22. Mizuki: age:25 birthday: 11/22 Full time tattoo artist full time gangster girl. Loves to kick ass and crush her bitch enemies. Major fan of motorbikes and giving tattoos to her cronies. She loathes disrespectful guys who don’t know their place. Shell wreck your ass with her fighting knowledge like the Triple Fox kick her signature move. Shes a very dirty fighter always having brass knuckles at the ready. Normally found in her tattoo parlor “Mini Rosies” 23. Chiharu: age: 21 birthday: ½ A short girl who’s always mistaken for a small child. Annoying since shes always looking for a boyfriend, but rejected because “they aren’t into that sort of thing” No one ever believes her when she says her age since shes so short and flat chested. She likes to break dance at the local gyms classes, and really the only time she feels care free. She smokes on the regular and people tell her that cuts your life short, but her response is the same every time “why the hell do you think im smoking in the first place” and walks away. Her mom  Yui is the Co creator the the Powder Puffz. 24. Yui: age:45 birthday: ½ Chiharus Mom and co creator of the group of girls. Strong willed and loves to lift weights and run. Divorced, but still kicking for those quick one nighters since her marriage really meant nothing to her. Shes the definition of a cougar always looking for 18 to 24 year old to spice up her life. Her daughter calls her gross while she calls it exciting. 25: Kaede: age: ??? birthday:??? day found 1/25 I legit have no fucking idea. she just showed up one day doesn’t speak and only they really know is that she eats a lot and has a pet snail she normally carries around in a small plastic carry tank. she also doesn’t age, and was found by Yui in the snow almost frozen to death with her hugging her snail tank. 26. Violet: age:26 birthday: 7/11 Happy go lucky she also doesn’t really age though she said she was from somewhere far far away and was looking for a certain someone in taht area. She has super strength and normally lifts cars for her husband when he needs to check something under the car. (note: her husband looks like Mat from Dream Daddy). Shes has stopped the city from being destroyed multiple of times with Kaede, and no one can really explain it so they just see her as ok. we all chill shes our one punch man I guess. 27.Kathy and Cathy: age:22 birthday: 5/28 these two are almost like Siamese twins never leaving each others sides. Complete game nerds and are real MLG pros. Winning multiple torments for their teams. Only interested in 360 no scooping and never really think about dating except if the person is as good as they are at gaming. Kathy likes do draw while Cathy likes to 3D sculpt her sisters creations. They also go and geek out at the library since no where else has that much free anime and quite space.

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Fudge you, Toxic yaoi be upon thee. Frankie and the Contestant but Frankie is just in it for the money and the kicks. Rabbitroyal??? I don't know the ship name im sorry

Also here if needed.

It had been just over a week since the Contestant had won their season. The show was still rolling in the money with late viewers still pouring in to witness the achievement over and over again. The show hadn’t seen revenue and viewership like this in years and with the announcement of a 58th season the excitement was sure to be even greater! Of course they’d have to get a few new replacements, resulting in a small delay in the airing of said season, but “Frankie” was sure they crowds would be patient. Eagerly awaiting the return of their first ever winner, his Lucky Contestant.

Frankie, as he had had to start referring to himself as, glanced over at the human seated next to him. Of course they were still dressed up in the Frankie costume provided, he wasn’t about to let them out of it lest the police be able to identify them via a hacked camera or accidental broadcast. They were the ticket to the show's renewal and continued profit, something his higher ups had made all too clear. Not that they’d had to force him at all to behave himself around them, to the contrary he was making sure his new cash cow was being well taken care of. Although saying that it seemed his Contestant was less than thrilled with the arrangement.

“You know I can’t just live off cereal right? Humans need other stuff too, especially considering how much crap is in this stuff…” The Contestant, who Frankie had so generously nicknamed “Lucky” (couldn’t have them using their real name, even with the voice filter), was once again grumbling as they shoveled another mouthful of the fruit flakes into their mouth, grimacing slightly. 

“And I have told you previously “Lucky”, Frankie’s Fruit Flakes are nutritious and contain a number of essential minerals, vitamins and a source of iron! And that it is considerably difficult to acquire a steady stream of other food products with… certain parties after us.” He heard Lucky grumble again as he finished off his bowl, the scowl he wore, while hidden behind his mask, was still all too evident. “But I do have some people who are currently working on the issue. You should have some “proper food”, as you so call it, by the end of the week. Hopefully that will keep our little winner happy until the next season is ready~” Tutting, Lucky pulled the mask back over their face and sank into their chair, but did mutter out a small thanks. 

Frankie just gave them one of his trademark grins (not that he could do anything else) and returned to work. He had set up a TV for Lucky in his office so he could keep them entertained, and close by. Of course he had the cameras set up throughout the facility if they ever decided to go and muck about in one of the parkour parks, but he was aware of the blind spots so keeping the Contestant as close to him seemed like the best option. Plus it had been a long time since he had had company that wasn’t just interested in sales figures and pleasing the investors. Lucky was… refreshing, special, different and Frankie found himself becoming more and more possessive of the human as the days progressed.

He was there when the human rose, when they ate, when they practiced in the parks, when they went to sleep… not that Lucky needed to be aware of that last part. It had been some long since he had someone he could just talk to. The other Frankie was just a beast with barely any thoughts and Henry was too terrified of him to speak with him other than work related topics. It would have been enough to bore anyone to tears or worse, at least Frankie had had his show to keep him busy. But now he had something else to occupy himself with.

The rabbit must have been staring as Lucky glanced over their shoulder to meet his gaze. The furrowed brow just visible behind the mask. 

“You’re staring at me again…” Their voice held steady but Frankie could pick up on the small twinge of concern hidden under it.

“Am I? Sorry about that, Lucky! I’m just lost in thought about the next season is all. We’ve got to make it even bigger and better than last if we’re to keep up this momentum!” He saw the human’s shoulder sag slightly as they relaxed.

“That’s what you always say, but… No, never mind.” They trailed off, obviously deciding that whatever they intended to confront Frankie with was probably best left unsaid. Interesting.

Unfurling himself from behind his desk, Frankie slinked his way over to Lucky, who maintained his ground, glowering up at the rabbit as he came to a stop in front of them. 

“”But.” It seemed you had something else you wanted to add there Lucky. Care to share it with me? After all, we are business partners now, if you have something on your mind, you know you can share it with me, after all I need my prize contestant happy and content.” While he was laying it on thick, the voice change hadn’t gone unnoticed by Lucky who tensed, ready to run if the need arose. This only caused the rabbit to let out a soft chuckle. “Don’t look at me like that, you know I’d never hurt my money maker. Not until next season anyway~”  

“Bastard.” Lucky barely had time to spit the words out before a gloved hand slammed into their chest, knocking the wind out of them and shoving them off the chair. Pinned, they swore again and tried to desperately wrench the hand off them, but quickly fell still as Frankie crouched down over them. The rabbit couldn’t stop the chuckle that slipped out. 

“My Lucky Contestant, perhaps you are right. Maybe there is more to all this, but could you blame me. Right now, you are the most important thing to this show and in turn me. You are my everything right now.” Frankie practically purred out the last part as Lucky shuddered under them, a fear response or something else. Frankie couldn’t care, this was truly a thrilling feeling and one he was getting more and more greedy for.

Leaning down further, so that he was mere inches from their mask, Frankie could feel the Contestants’ panicked breaths against his face as they struggled to keep their composure. 

“My “Lucky”. You really are… different. Like I said before, I like that, I like you. Maybe I’ll let you win the next season just so I can keep you around for longer. Wouldn’t that be fun, and even more profitable~” Unable to take much more, Lucky kicked his legs up, dislodging the rabbit just enough so they could roll out of the way and free of his grip. Locking eyes once more, Frankie could see the look of fear and disgust in their eyes before they bolted from the room. Of course he could chase them, easily catch them and drag them back kicking and screaming. But they’d both had their fun for today so best to let his little contestant recover. Dusting himself off Frankie, glanced towards the screens, watching as Lucky raced through the halls, turning to check behind him now and then until he bolted into the temporary room Frankie had set up from them, slamming the door closed behind them.

“Until tomorrow Lucky. Sleep well my golden goose and I hope we can play again~”