#mii making

[maybe-later-i-will]

Add a Presto HeatDish to your Inn/Villa or anywhere else in Miitopia with access key 1RDCMYM.

Created using a Mii called “The Fan” as a basis, original Mii maker unknown.

[jaynuu]

the lengths I'll go for a shit post

(alt. versions below)

last one is FACE fam, pls don't tag as us/uk or eng/can 😶‍🌫️😶‍🌫️

[egg24108]

@ tomodachi life miiblr community if you’re ever getting bored with the ds mii maker use mii facial customization in ways you’re not supposed to. use eyebrows as eyelashes or third eyes when combined with a mole. mustaches as upper lips or to make vampire fangs or nose piercings (septums, nostrils, bridges, oh my!) or a line below the lips to make them (or the chin) more prominent. push the mii creator!!!!

(and don’t even get me started on non-human miis)

[91neito]

Mii psycho 100

[lavendermin]

i need you to know you‘ve infected me with jy breeding kink thoughts and it‘s all i think about now

jing yuan with a breeding kink in the most meticulous ways… Doting on you and making sure your body is doing well. Making sure you’re getting the foods and vitamins that boost fertility and health. He will specifically have meals made for you by attendants ensuring it’s using foods that promote fertility and the likes for healthy future pregnancies. I strongly believe he would want a big biiiiiig family and almost considers retiring early as General of the Xianzhou Luofu just to breed you as much as he wants and build a big lovely family with you. (Oh to be barefoot and pregnant, constantly doted on and spoiled by Jing Yuan 😔 he would save me from corporate hell)

I can see him honestly knocking you up with mostly, if not all, girls. I’m molding his XY chromosome gacha to fit my needs as we speak. Huge girl-dad. He would love his daughters so so much.

Loves to get you nice and pampered so he can ravage you until early morning. Body oils and bath elixirs that smell delicate and act as a subtle aphrodisiac, nothing but the best imports for you. He wants you dripping by the time he’s got you in a mating press. So much potential with such a meticulous lover getting a breeding kink that leaves jing yuan desperate but holding back just to make things perfect as can be. Sighs dreamily…

I have a jy breeding kink fic in the works that I’ve slowly been working on. I’m going to try and power through it this weekend 💗

[project-sekai-facts]

As can be seen in a story background illustration, Minori's family owns a Nintendo Switch.

The first section of gameplay shown in MORE MORE JUMP!'s Sekai Game Day video is recorded from her console. This also confirms that she owns the game Clubhouse Games: 51 Worldwide Classics.

Since Minori sets up a lobby using local play, this also means the other members of MMJ own Nintendo Switch consoles and Clubhouse Games. This is further confirmed by the daifugo gameplay being recorded from Haruka's console.

[miiversian]

[petitesmafia]

Chuuya yeah!!

Chuuyeah!!!!

[lunar-eclipseee]

when the crackship actually gets me cooking

[3dsangel]

shoutouts to this animation i was making back in march .. there was supposed to be more happening but i was making this in Clip studio paint . it is so annoying to try and make stuff like this in that program 😭

[legayllyblonde]

not art but. but. i can't NOT share what just happened on my friend group's tomodachi island

[forklesbian]

This is peak fashion

[aracariwren]

Party members and traveling companions!

going back to the inn for some grub

[crocdocz]

Emptiness, Despair, Hope or something

Original

[harcove]

Swansea is using Curly for a magic trick 😭😭😭

[lavendermin]

PLEASE MORE TIPSY JING YUAN THOUGHTS IM STARTING

please please consider Jing Yuan not being one to get tipsy at all. But it’s more of a rare occasion indulgence he’s steadily leaned into. Just one of the benefits of a large estate to share with you.

A bottle of wine or two to share as you talk about everything and nothing at all. One glass in and he’s feeling lighter, shoulders relaxing from the stresses of the week as you shower him in affections surely missed due to his busy schedule.

By the third glass there’s a fuzzy feeling and you both already started getting handsy halfway through the second glass.

cw | nsfw, suggestive, alcohol, biting, pain kink if you squint

Jing Yuan is still mostly clothed albeit a little disheveled where your roaming hands have tugged at his shirt and wandered underneath to feel his bare skin. You’re in a less proper state with an oversized shirt of his thrown on and lacy lingerie underneath—just how he wants you on a lazy evening indoors.

You’re both all giggles as his wine-stained lips can hardly keep away from any patch of your bare skin for more than ten seconds. He’s pressing wet kisses to the heated skin, tongue licking a stripe before his teeth are sinking into a soft spot. It pulls a small yelp from you, a breathy moan, but he won’t stop. If anything it fuels him to continue—in a wine-induced trance.

And you can feel him grin against your skin with each squirm as he leaves a trail of hickeys and marks along your delicate skin. It’s as if his battle-scarred hands, rough and calloused, are enamored by the softness your body retains. Lovely and soft—with ample curves for him to poke and prod.

And bite.

And it’s that third glass that has him letting loose—biting down particularly hard on the soft flesh of your thigh. In your own daze you bite back a moan, mind dizzy at the tantalizing touches contrasting the discomfort of the bite. Your eyes trail down to see the little crescent shapes of his teeth marking your thigh. No blood, only promises that he’s on a path to tear you down later.

His teeth sink into more unmarred flesh. And again. And again.

Your eyes roll to the back of your head at the discomfort confusing itself for pleasure. Perhaps he’s conditioning you to develop a pain kink. And, perhaps, you’d let him.

Lightly, you push his face away as he’s at your neck leaving new marks to bloom.

“How about I go get us more wine?”

And something… shifts as soon as your suggestion reaches him and your body moves away from him. His arms are tighter around your middle, golden eyes darker—almost a deep amber.

And his carefree smile is gone.

“You aren’t leaving. Stay.” His voice is low, steady. Commanding. It sends a shiver down your spine and electricity up every nerve ending.

It’s a feeling akin to a deer’s neck in the mouth of the lion. And for some reason (the alcohol and the very obvious sexual tension between you both right now), you love it.

Tipsy Jing Yuan is dangerously clingy in this state. Needs your skin on his as much as possible, wants to devour you whole. Longs to see you in discomfort in an achingly slow build-up, tears brimming your eyes from frustration only to be followed up with the most heart-wrenching affections. Lips on yours with the taste of wine and a quickening heartbeat beating harsh in your throat.