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generic-doomsday-villain · 1 year ago
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i do Not Play about the nostalgia i get from the old version of minecraft nintendo switch edition (ppl who think lesbians can like/be men + vice-versa, proship, & endo dni)
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90s-2000s-barbie · 1 year ago
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Neopets Happy Meals (2004 & 2005)
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kezmaggot · 3 months ago
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im just sixteen!
wait, wait, what?
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acquired-stardust · 3 months ago
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Parappa the Rapper Playstation 1996
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youre-dreaming-302 · 1 year ago
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checkered2 · 11 months ago
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That one Cartoon Network happy meal collection from mid 00s! 😍
I still have Billy and Grim!
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projectbluearcadia · 5 months ago
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[P1] Heart of Blue
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Lucifer x GN!MC
[ Part 1 ] [ Part 2 ]
[ Scenario: After a sweet and short date, Lucifer gets a l'il greedy and wants to spend some more time with you. With cuddles straight into caring sex, Lucifer wants to savor every moment.
Part 1 is fluff; Part 2 is fluffy smut. ]
I am publishing before my self-imposed due date for once, but it comes at the price of two parts. Here's to all the vanilla Luci-lovers <3.
Wordcount - 1178
“I was just thinking about getting...” What—Where the hell did he go?! you think as you look for Lucifer through mounds of antiques. Bizarre china, paintings, books, borderline ancient tools, rusty plant holders, old clothes, and no sign of your (stupid) boyfriend. He was right next to me! you think, annoyed as you wander back through the way you came. 
“Look at this,” you hear him say, before you feel his hand around yours—half-shocking you to death—before he drags you in the direction he's been looking. A wall full of pans. What in the ninth hell is he… “It’s Dead Steel,” he explained, hefting one such pan off the wall before he placed it into your hands and nearly made you drop to the floor in the process. He laughed softly as you struggled to hold it, shaking as you carefully set it down onto a dangerously creaking floorboard. 
“And… And why is that so fascinating?” you ask, trying to conceal your exasperation with him, and he turned to look at you, bemused. 
“It’s Dead. Steel,” he said, again, before he effortlessly swung the pan up by the handle and inspected the engraving. “The Devildom long fazed out of using it because the material is highly resistant to being enchanted. It’s heavy, it’s damn near indestructible, great for hitting people…” He flipped the pan over, fascinated as his burgundy eyes roved over it. “I haven’t seen one of these in thousands of years.” His eyes widened at the dark red, nearly invisible squiggle on the bottom. “Wait, this is my pan. I was wondering where that went.” 
“...you really are an old man,” you can’t help but snicker. To think he was so old that his possessions were ending up in antique shops that sold only items that were at least 500 years old.
“Oh, shut up, you,” he grunted. “You aren’t even the sperm cell that squirted from your father’s penis.” You find yourself furtively looking around while you cringe, hoping to low hell that no one heard that. 
“Lucifer!” you scold, and he chuckled. 
“Aw, does this old man embarrass you?” 
“Yes, but more importantly, please do not talk about my father’s genitals.” Some things are better left to the imagination, although Lucifer hasn’t quite seemed to grasp that concept yet. 
“You started it,” he hums, apparently pleased with your reaction nevertheless as he takes the 25 kilo pan in one hand. Child. He is actually a child, you complain in your head as he swings the handle on one finger. I guess he’s buying it. And how is he doing that? “MC, if you don’t pick something, I will buy something for bed,” he teases, picking up a cat o’ nine tails and shaking it tauntingly at you. 
“Now that you mention it, I was very interested in something before you ran off, thank you,” you answer shortly before you take him by the hand instead, dragging him back to where you had been roaming before he went and disappeared, shoving him in front of a small, glass case. Lucifer’s eyes widen, and his leather-gloved hands rest lightly on the case. 
“You really will melt my heart one of these days, MC,” he says solemnly, confusing you as you look back at the case. It’s just a pair of fountain-tipped pens that were completely unremarkable aside from what appeared to be two different snakes wrapped around them. One was the color of the ocean, and the other was the color of the sky. It wasn’t one ocean or one sky, because the snakes’ scales had been painted one by one into a satisfying gradient. 
“Is it because they’re cheap?” you guess, and Lucifer shakes his head as he takes the glass case with a faint yet bittersweet smile. Reminiscing, but it’s not the same. Did I find a precious memory by accident?
“No, not at all,” he replies as he takes the case with him, still faintly smiling as he brings both items to the register, paying for them both (He got a discount just because of who he was. Bastard).
“So are you going to tell me?” you prod as he hands the case to you, turning the pan in his hand as he walks in the direction of home with you. “Did you own these too?” He inclines his head. So he just bought back two old possessions. I’m almost surprised he didn’t demand that he receive them for free. 
“I gave them to Lilith as a gift,” he replies wistfully. O-Oh. Wow. Out of all the pens in the world I could pick… “I never really liked the man whom she would eventually call her husband, but I wasn’t stubborn enough that I couldn’t see how happy he made her. I gave them to her so that they could write to each other discreetly.” His tenderness, his kindness and his rich smile in that moment make you remember exactly why you fell in love with this prideful little bugger. 
“So… it’s a fond memory,” you clarify, and Lucifer softly chuckles behind his fist, his eyebrows scrunching together as he walks next to you, his step slow as if he never wanted to stop walking with you. 
“Fond, stupid, sweet… she actually argued with me about it because she said I’d be punished too if she was caught using them. I ended up yelling at her.” Lucifer smiles a little bitterly. “I would have rathered that God held me responsible as her older brother…?” Lucifer glances at you in confusion as you shake your arm in pain. “MC, did you just hit me?” 
“Really need to make it a habit to use magic to protect myself when I do that,” you grumble to yourself, rubbing your elbow, which had made contact with his oblique. Like elbowing a wall, Jesus... “Yes, I hit you. You’re doing the thing again. What’d we talk about?” 
“��You are not at fault for your sister’s death, you do not deserve to be punished for your sister’s death, and no one blames you for your sister’s death. God can eat shit and go fuck himself,’” Lucifer parroted, word-for-word.
I’m happy you remember, but you really should be saying that from a first-person perspective... “I’m sorry. I know she’d hit me herself just the same. It’s just… difficult sometimes.” Lucifer shifted the pan to his other hand and offered his now-free one to you. You squeeze the glass case in your left before you lay your right in his, smiling with contentment as he looks at you fondly. “All the more reason to prize the things I have.” He gave you a surprise kiss on your temple as he leaned closer to you. “I have a meeting with Diavolo in half an hour, but…”
“But?” you prompt, and he rests his head against yours. 
“If… you’re not busy, then we’re cuddling up somewhere.” 
“Big softie,” you accuse lightly before you kiss his cheek. ‘If you’re not busy’; what a load of nonsense, you think with a smile. He already knows I don’t have anything to do today. I guess Diavolo’s just going to have to wait…
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ghost-of-you · 2 years ago
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scurybooween · 2 years ago
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Halloween at Mc Donalds
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digitalmemoriez · 4 months ago
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✫・゚*.2008・゚✫*.
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generic-doomsday-villain · 1 year ago
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(if any of this sounds like nonsense keep in mind this all happened on the nintendo switch edition of legacy mc, and it was during 2019 - 2020 im p sure)
does anyone else remember on legacy mc where they didnt have chat so you had to talk using signs n renaming items & when friends (or friends of friends) would make worlds that were like pvp lobbies since the closest legacy had to stuff like hypixel hive lifeboat etc was the minigames. they always had a “no fighting in the lobby” rule but it was always broken since there was no way to turn off pvp without leaving the game, and if the owner of the game left then the world/server would shut down
everytime i see something talking about legacy/console edition nostalgia its always about the atmosphere and minigames and never about this stuff and idk if only nintendo switch legacy players experienced this or if its just that nobodys talking about it. i remember even when i got the bedrock (new at the time) edition of mc on the switch i went back to playing legacy almost immediately bc my switch friends were more active on there
i can also still remember a numerous amount of experiences i went through
at LEAST 2 times on those player-made minigame servers (worlds w “friends of friends joining” or “friends joining” on) the admins went crazy and started killing everyone in the lobby for no reason
i used to have this world that had a hotel and it had at least 11 floors
i remember way back when i first started playing multiplayer me and a bunch of others started blowing up this guys giant iron-block house for no reason (im p sure i started it)
i was best friends with this guy who was named bepis (or at least he was named that when i first met him) n we played together alot, he used the creeper skin mainly + he was like if a “omg i love anime waifus” stereotype and a “tiktok is so cringe i hate furries” stereotype mixed together, he ended up leaving permanently later but he set his discord as his name incase i ever got it (i got it like 2 years later but by then i didnt ((and still dont)) wanna refriend him + i forgot his username)
one time i joined a random tumble minigame and there were about 2 or 3 other people there and they were. REALLY aggressive w me. like idk what it was they were probably using the force of The Evil Skull against me or something those snowballs hit hard as FUCK. then after the round was over they kicked me for some reason
this is just me rambling on about how i kinda miss legacy nintendo console edition multiplayer & how i never see anyone talk about this kinda stuff w legacy edition nostalgia but feel free to read/respond if u want !!!!!
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g00blerzglowstick · 4 months ago
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MECORE
(i am a huge loser)
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sailorrose19 · 5 months ago
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That time Rosella found an old picture of herself as a little girl.
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She feels a mixture of nostalgia and sadness remembering this part of her life that made her happy.
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They did ask what the story was behind her childhood picture after gushing and fawning over how cute she was as a child especially Asmo who almost died from cuteness overload and asked if she had more childhood photos of herself.
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acquired-stardust · 6 months ago
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Parappa the Rapper Playstation 1996
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possible-streetwear · 7 days ago
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Left Eye
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karinosh · 8 months ago
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My candy love drawing inspired by that one episode that Lucy was being a total pick me
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