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blocksgame · 6 months

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a little purgatory q!fitpac for you

(/rp) (set during yesterday 11/7 when they had the mutual assinations missions)

They set a time and place. It’s near mid, which ups the risk, but - you know, call him crazy, Fit doesn’t feel the need to bother telling Forever where he's going or what he’s doing.

Squinting, he sees a little figure in the distance jump off a cliff. It catches itself with a glider at the last second, smoothly. It gets close enough to become distinct. Like a kid, Fit smiles. Right on time.

“Hi Fit!” Pac waves.

“Pac!” Fit shouts, and walks toward him.

Pac sprints.

They both slow when they get within placing distance. Pac looks like shit. He’s busted up. He doesn’t normally take the hoodie off, but he has now in the desert heat. His undershirt is torn and his strong arms are cut up. He looks miserable.

Fit looks hot. He’s also cut up and his clothes are torn up to catch sweat and for bandages, but that’s what they were always for. Waiting.

“Fit! I’m so happy to see you. Are you gonna kill me?” Pac asks.

Not unless – are you going to – other things Fit might say die on his tongue. He shakes his head. “No,” he says, firmly.

“Oh, okay.” Pac gets a little closer. “That’s good.”

“Pac, how are you?”

“Oh, well, pretty bad,” says Pac. “Um, a crocodile nearly ate me getting here, and, I don’t – I’ve died like ten times today – and – I don’t know, Fit, it’s a nightmare!”

At last, they reach out to each other and hug rather desperately. Fit braces himself because expects the touch to be a lot, back in his old ways as he’s been, but really it’s only been three days and hugging Pac is kind of like riding a bicycle. Pac squeezes him hard and Fit squeezes him just the same, for a while.

“How – how are you?” Pac asks, against his neck.

“I’m okay,” Fit reassures him. “I’m okay. ...This is kind of like what I’m used to, you know? Not trusting anyone and hidden bases and finding resources and – it’s kind of fun? It’s not, like, fun fun, but…”

“That’s good,” says Pac. “I’m glad. I kept thinking, this is the kind of thing Fit would like – but I didn’t know if, if you would, or if…”

Fit huffs a laugh. “I mean, it’s not summer camp. But, but it’s got its charms. To me, at least. Maybe not to anyone else.” If you’re as much of an asshole as Fit, of course.

Pac nods. “Oh, I’m really glad. It makes sense. I mean, you only died once that I saw, right?” They pull apart.

“Yeah. Fucking tiger.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be, don’t be. I’m sorry you’ve been – well, you know. Having it rough.”

“Hah...”

Pac’s hair is unruly and falling in his eyes. A known terror of the wastelands, a man who leaves no survivors, pushes it out of the way. “Is Tubbo taking care of you?” he asks, as gentle as he knows how.

Wide-eyed, Pac nods.

“That’s good.” Not that Pac needs it. Fit knows better, except that Pac doesn’t know better and right now it looks like he really does need it.

He’d vaguely considered proposing that they trap Red’s portal, or some other kind of mischief, for fun, but – They just sit together, under an acacia tree, leaned together. Pac shifts and shuts his eyes and breathes it in. Fit puts his arm around his shoulder. In lieu of a hand to hold, Pac rests his hand on Fit’s knee.

Fit manages to give them both ten minutes. Eventually his danger-sense gets too high. Just about sitting in the open like this, what’s he thinking? Maybe they could stay together for longer if they worked on tasks, but that’s always riskier. If someone gets the jump on one of them, Fit will have to decide what to do. Being here is even more fun than Fit let on. He just didn’t want to sound like a demon in front of Pac. But when he imagines someone else rolling up on them, coming up to mid, he’s not even trying to do the math - he doesn’t want to be in a position to pick more battles. Is that cowardice? Is it protectiveness?

“I should really get back to grinding,” he says.

Pac just nods. He has work too. Now he knows that Fit is alive and well, as well as possible, and cares about him. He misses Mike. He misses their old life and when they had more and when being bad at things hurt less. “Me too,” he says. He has to keep going. “Should we kill each other for the quest?”

The terror of the wastelands shuts his eyes. “Let’s not.”

“Okay.”

And they both walk away.

#qsmpshipping #fitpac #qsmp purgatory #fic #q!fitmc #q!pactw

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pinkestmenace · 16 days

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WOOOO! Done just in time! @kirbyoctournament

Name: Olympea, the Pummeling Peacekeeper

Gender: She-himbo, She/Her

Age: Never ask a woman her age! (She's an adult.)

Occupation: Warrior/Hero of Yore

Species: Puffball/Starborn/Star Child/whatever the Kirby species is called.

Uh-oh, due to a temporal anomaly the Hero of Yore Olympea suddenly finds herself transported alive and well from Ancient Halcandra to the Kirby OC tournament! She doesn't know what's going on, but she'll roll with the punches and treat it like a fun dream vacation of sorts. She does like meeting all sorts of new people and trying new foods, weapons and technology. She'll have so many stories to tell her friends when she returns! It's probably for the best if she doesn't learn what disaster befell the four heroes in the regular timeline, though...

Some ground rules, just in case:

I would love seeing people's OC's interact with her! Asking Olympea questions is okay, but this is not an ask blog/rp blog and I'm not looking for extended roleplay. I may not answer your question. If I see potential for an interesting interaction I may draw it, but I can't promise anything. (Keep in mind if I don't respond right away -> 1: I'm timid and get anxious easily. 2: I may not have figured out that part of her story/the history of Ancient Halcandra yet. 3: The answer would have contained a spoiler for my fics. 4: I'm very slow at drawing.)

I'm joining this tournament for fun, so thank you for understanding!

Overview:

While she's not very big, intellectual or attuned to magic, she is unbeatably chipper and physically strong. She loves fighting and gleefully uses a variety of lovely accessories/weapons like a giant club, enchanted glaive, magitech gauntlets, etc. Her left glove allows her to access a dimensional storage. Teases hard, punches even harder. Actually quite feminine when off the clock. Loves magitech gadgets a lot. Doesn't think science or magic is better, because their society needs both. She's definitely not insecure about her height. She'd also never conjure a giant squeaky hammer to bop you over the head if you call her short.

Likes: Vegetables, Nectar, Trying new foods, The colour green, Flowers, Butterflies and moths, Pretty/cool/badass women, Her club, Brass knuckles, Tinkering, New gadgets, Teasing her friends, Seeing a certain winged magenta knight open up and feel genuine joy

Dislikes: Being mistaken for a child, Being called stupid, Stuck-up people, Seeing her friends being hurt, Strangers flicking her antennae, How much dust and scales her wings leave behind

Abilities: Able to fly. Very physically strong. Innately has access to Suplex and Hammer, but mainly uses her trusty club. Her boots and gauntlets let her emulate elements of Hi-jump, Laser and Mecha. (The boosted jump, laser finger guns and palm blasts, respectively.)

Weaknesses: Can't fly quickly. Stubby little arms limit her great strength with little reach. Distractable and a little naive. Can't resist eating strange and exotic snacks no matter the source. Seeing cute girls (she HAS to show off).

Fighting Style:

Her gauntlets are good for punching and the palms can release blasts of energy as well. They're mainly so she can hold large weapons well, since her actual hands aren't very big.

Her moth wings aren't very big either, so while she can normally fly and can still break her fall when she's armoured, she prefers to zip around close to the ground. It's often faster and easier to run and jump when she's fighting. Especially when she's wielding her heavy club. Her boots help her boost and maneuver quickly.

Don't make the mistake of thinking that because she prefers close range combat and isn't proficient with magic she can't attack at a distance. Her gauntlets possess finger laser guns and she can use her left glove (which she also wears under her gauntlet) to access her weapon hoard at all times. Who knows what else she keeps in there?

Even her civilian outfit isn't harmless. She still has access to her innate Suplex and Hammer abilities, after all. And those shoes have steel toes! Of course, the platform heels are just to keep her delicate wings from scraping across the ground when folded. No other reasons. (Like being taller.)

Design Thoughts:

Olympea is the first of the Heroes of Yore who came to me. I was thinking about how to describe the Heroes of Yore and knew I wanted at least one to be a woman. Suddenly her name resounded through my head! Then I just started associating. Olympea sounds like Olympics, so she must be strong. Pea calls to mind small, round and green, so what if she's (mostly) the same species as Galacta Knight? Peas are famous for research on genetics and alleles, so what if she was born, not formed like him? Maybe she doesn't have a lot of magical affinity. Then she needs weapons. Pea, peace, pea shooters, peas in a pod, peacemaker, pea-smacker. Let's give her a hammer, no, a club! She's strong, so what if she packs a punch? How about some gauntlets for punching? She can have a gun, wait, let's put the gun (pea shooter!) in her gauntlet's finger! She needs storage for her weapon hoard (girl needs to accessorise!) so what if her enchanted gauntlets let her access dimensional storage (peas in a pod)? Hmmm, does she have wings? There's a bug called a pea moth, so she has moth wings now. Her ponytail is twisted like a dried pea pod and not-so-coincidentally looks a bit like a cocoon when down and a boxing glove while up in a bun.

I maaay have gone completely overboard with the whole pea thing, but such is life. Although there is a bit of Hammer Lord in there as well. She doesn't hate magic, she just doesn't have a lot of affinity for it. She does enjoy tinkering and building weapons. This is how she ended up relying mostly on technology instead of magic.

She's not a knight and has no mask, because while many people depict all adult puffballs as masked knights (probably influenced by the Star Warriors from the K:RBAY anime) I personally don't think this has to be universal for their kind. How sad it would be if all they were destined for was fighting! ...And then I made her a warrior anyway. Oh well.

#Joining fashionably late but I'm giving this a shot #kirby oc tournament #Olympea's Quest #HoY Olympea #Olympea #The heroes of yore #kirby oc #ibispaint #my drawing #my art #long post

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sapphicdib · 6 months

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hey random thought but I was looking at the overseer description on the rain world wiki and it said that the green overseers only spawn in outer expanse and subterranean and that got me thinking

unlike spearmaster who had srs watching over them through the red overseer (until pebbles zap it outta existence) Hunter didn’t have any overseer watching over them

That means that Nsh wouldn’t know for sure if Hunter succeed in the mission because Hunter never made it back home, either succumbing to the rot or passing on through the void sea and Siggy wasn’t watching his cat unlike Suns

Nsh probably thought that once Moon wakes up, she could message the entire local group again however, Moon’s collapse left her in a state where she couldn’t communicate with the other iterators even after her revival

I mean, to cut slack for Nsh. Pebbles did put the entire region into lockdown (see five pebbles dialogue for when gourmand first enters the cann) so he probably couldn’t get in with Hunter but still

from Nsh’s perspective moon’s fate is uncertain. His hunter’s fate is uncertain.

Maybe he saw the little messenger going through subterranean which meant that Hunter probably succeeded. Maybe the last he has seen if his slugcat was before the Hunter entered the region and Hunter hasn’t returned home yet nor did Moon showed any signs of activity.

Maybe his plan worked and the keys were delivered. He wouldn’t know for sure…

basically all I’m saying is that Nsh feels like the person who would had definitely thrown more (hopefully non-cancerous) slugcats towards Moon instead of tossing Hunter and the angstiest option for why he didn’t was because he thought his plan fail as Hunter will never go home in the base game and Moon couldn’t communicate her revive

UGH YES!!! i hc that you can still see sig’s overseers sometimes in subterranean/outer expanse is because she’s still…well, desperately searching. at first for a sign of hunter, and then for a sign of moon when he realizes hunter’s probably not returning, or perhaps a way to get into the facility to see if his plan even worked.

part of the reason i think hunter was so sick is just because by the time sig made her, his facility wasn’t in the best shape, and he was rushing, desperate to save moon. in the note she sends her it literally says “excuse the unorthodox delivery method, equipment eroding etc etc”. i truly do not believe sig is “bad at making slugcats” or “didn’t follow suns’ instructions” because his dialogue PROVES THAT HE CAME UP WITH THE CONCEPT FIRST. (sorry that shit grinds my gears when ppl brush sig off as either stupid or malicious when it comes to hunter) because like…this mission is SO important to her. why the hell would he make hunter sick, therefore limiting her time to get to moon and possibly causing her death before she could reach her goal?

hunter’s last wish in the void sea is to be back in sig’s arms. if he were truly malicious/didn’t show respect for her messengers, why would hunter want to return? so yeah, seeing his overseer out in the outer expanse, searching for hunter or a sign of moon being alive just ;-;

i don’t rlly think she sent more messengers after that, mainly bc he knows any slugcats he makes after hunter will likely meet the same fate due to the erosion of her equipment/the fact he thinks “there will be nothing left of moon by the time one is ready”. sig just breaks my heart because she tried and tried and tried, reaching out as far as he could, and still never knew if his plan even worked. i’m gonna stop here bc if i keep talking i am going to be writing a goddamn essay that would be better than anything i ever turned in in university LMFAO i have so many goddamn Feelings about no significant harassment rain world.

also me n ghost are actually doing an rp that’s kind of like this lmfao, and in it the reason hunter gets sick is because sig basically works herself so hard she ends up damaging his structure and the sudden power failure/shutdown affects his experiments. (obviously that has no basis in canon and is more just us writing fanfiction about what could have possibly happened)

anyways after all that angst, here is a screenshot from my game where sig’s overseer showed up and sees moon bringing sluppy hunter home :’) in my dreams i can pretend she made it back LMFAO

#THIS GAME HURTS ME SO MUUUUCH #GOD I LOVE IT #GOD I LOVE SIG #i could literally write essays about sig’s personality and motives and stuff like #do not get me wrong. i love the silly memey jokester personality the fandom gives her…but that is covering up so much grief and anger that #it’s clearly just a mask he’s using to seem okay…as much as i hate the whole ‘happy character is actually sad’ trope #i absolutely adore sig. i love making him goofy and sweet but god is he carrying so much angst on his shoulders #tbh he really gets the short end of the damn stick in game…at least suns gets their messenger back lol #anyways yeah. i love my goofy bioengineer who loves his friends and tries to keep the mood light but in the end just gets crushed w grief #HOUGH. HUNTERS CAMPAIGN IS MY FAV FOR A REASON.#rw #letters #sorry this took so long to respond to i wanted to make my thoughts at least semi organized

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confessionsofa-roleplayer · 3 months

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Communication in the RPC is so fickle. Hypocrites everywhere tbh and it's a shame that you were one of them. When you suddenly removed me from all contact, discord and Tumblr without a word despite being real friendly a few days prior, I have to admit I was surprised and a little taken aback by it. Not a single word, no conversation, no nothing about what could have caused it or why but I can take a gaze. I'm pretty sure I did 0 of the things you mentioned that would warrant a soft or hard block in your rules list but oh well. I'm not one who can say for sure because you didn't say a thing. Maybe it's better that way. While you're not obligated to tell me everything, it definitely sent a message to me. All your talk about communication and working things out and checking in of something really bothered you lol and how you're an adult on these matters. I know how you treated a friend of mine, I know how you did this to another mutuals too despite her being very clear about what was going on in her life on dash. While I'm all for unfollowing if you feel like things aren't working because of lacking engagement, comfort and so on-- you were a hypocrite. You ask for communication and offer none yourself, this told me all I need to know about you and that most of your talk about communication was pretty much bullshit. Unfortunate, I was fond of you as a friend despite how spotty and slow I've been through the years. If you expected me to come to you via Tumblr IMs and ask you why you did any of that? You immediately messed that right up by unadding me without a single word. Like I said, it told me everything I need to know. It's a surefire way to make sure I never reach out to you again and if that was your intent, good work. If not, that's in you. Only you can fix it now so I'll level this in your play field-- you come to me if you want change, I want chase you in part to respect your clear intent, but also because you're the one who walked off. You can walk back on your own. I'm not interested in power plays, and that sort of thing always struck me that way. Maybe I feel that way because of terrible past experiences with deranged mutuals who would pull that stunt and it developed into a toxic harassment shit storm aimed at me. I believe you're at least better than that, but who knows for sure. What I can't stand is someone who, rp partner or friend, talks so much about communication and wanting to make sure things work or that we part on an okay note, only to be an outright hypocrite about it and ghost without a word. After nearly two years of associating with you in the RPC, I now know that you were kind of two faced on this, and that your own rules don't really apply to you despite what you said. You make sure they're applied to everyone else, and act like you have to play no part in crossing this two-way street. If I hurt you or pissed you off; certainly can't help you now. If you wanted something that I lacked the ability to provide for some time because I've been struggling to be around, do anything on this cesssite where I too have been let down and burnt out-- I'm sorry at least on that. make of that what you will, you've already made your choice.

#communication #confessions

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grapecaseschoices · 3 months

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wip wornsday

@magebastard tagged me fifty eleven years ago to post a wip but at the time i didn't have anything i was working on. and now i do! sooooo, yeah lol. technically this is a cheat but technically it's not (as tho i posted the narrative, it is a part of a bigger thing. so still a wip, yes?) this is a flashback/backstory piece for a teenaged kendis and their first love for a rp i'm in.

tagging: @sustainably-du-mortain @griffin-wood @wayhavenots @ava-du-mortain @thedeadthree @aeruh @honeylemonbutte and whomst ever else!

Kendis’ breath caught in her throat as her heart thumped hard for a different reason. She rolled her eyes and bit the inside of her cheek to keep from smiling.

But Austyn saw. She saw everything about her. Even the things Kendis wasn’t ready to say out loud.

Thin, long fingers reached up to tuck her short curls and for a moment Kendis’ head leaned against the gentle touch, reveling in the feel of the soft fingers soothing the tension that seemed to always thrum through her.

The moment splintered like a snapped rubber band when Kendis caught the look in Austyn’s gaze.

Kendis could read Austyn too. She wished she could say that she didn’t like what she saw but she couldn’t. Smugness made Austyn's eyes twinkle. And Kendis waited for the sensation of feeling trapped, of feeling tricked and frustrated, because as angry as she might have been with Austyn at the moment - in this past week - there was no denying that she wanted to kiss the older girl again. Kendis wanted to press her into the bed and just … (her heart skipped and her cheeks warmed at the ridiculous thought …) inhale her.

Somehow she had ended up here. Except it was no mystery. No more of a mystery than how a fish ended up caught at the end of hooks since time immemorial. The thought suffocated her, but it also warmed her. They were teenagers — neither of them foolish or romantic, neither of them unaware of the intensity of their feelings or the consequences of being together, yet here they were. Willingly. Kendis almost wished she could feel badly about this. Even at sixteen there wasn't much that could make her bend.

The most she could say is that it rubbed her wrong, so she did:

“You’re a blister up my asshole sometimes, you know that, Aust?” Kendis swung off Austyn, stepped off the bed and let her long legs take her across the room. As if space from the other girl would grant her clarity of a purpose that was stronger than the desire to rub her nose against Austyn’s throat. To kiss her there and —

“You’re running away from me now?” The hurt in Austyn’s voice was genuine; as genuine as the purposeful choice of words. Ninth grade might have been when Kendis had fallen in love but tenth grade was when Austyn had taunted her - long story short - into whatever is the piss they have now.

Attending school mostly dressed in black or bold colors with a smart mouth as well as a bored look on her face, most people could read Kendis as someone who revealed in doing the opposite of what she was ordered. However, it was Austyn who truly figured how she couldn’t resist a challenge, no matter how detrimental. (Maybe she wasn’t as mature as she thought.)

[‘Yes, kids. Back then your mom and I weren’t dating. Yet we were dating. She wasn’t not my girlfriend, but she wasn’t not not my girlfriend. Does that make sense? At the end of the day, what matters is your mom was my best friend. Except when she pissed me off. And sometimes even then …’ A fish on a hook, indeed.]

#kendis x austyn #grapecase posts #grapecase writes #i still feel mixed about this lmao whatever it's posted #wip #wip whenever #i do and i dont want to tag people #but i want to see what people are working on more than i dread this piece #anyway whether it be edit or drawings or words @ me!!

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seaoflove07 · 11 months

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~ Their Deep Waters ~

⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️NSFW, Not for Minors!⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️

🔪Azusa & Rose🌹

•This is a Commission Fan Fiction written by @afi-mukami All credit goes to her. I couldn’t bring myself to write my own NSFW for Azusa & Rose because I got too shy with myself. 😅 But I’m glad she was willing to do this for me. 🥰 Follow her amazing Oc account @yuriko-tsukino-rp and if you want to read her story with her Diaboy Ship (Ruki Mukami) go Here. Also if you want commissions you can send her a DM on either of her blog accounts.

Note: This is not Azu & Rose's first time getting intimate together. They already have gotten intimate before this scene and he has seen already every inch of her body. The reason Christine covers herself is because sometimes she gets shy and insecure with her body. But precious boy always makes her feel comfortable and gives her many compliments and her insecurities goes away really fast.

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Tiny droplets of water meet the tile floor of the bathroom which is filled with whirling steam. It is almost like the time itself is staying still in the moments like this. There is no hurry, only soothing warmth lingering in the misty air.

Rose reaches for the shower to turn the water off while her long blond curls glue to her back and shoulders, now heavy with dampness. Her hand stops in the middle way as she hears the door opening and bare feet tapping the tiles.

Slap. Slap. Slap.

At a quiet pace.

Turning around, Rose gazes at the door even though she already knows who it is. Of course, she does, for no one else would be allowed here in her private space. Dark hair with greenish touch almost covers Azusa’s face as his intense eyes catch her deep brown eyes of the soul.

This isn’t a coincidence. Rose can tell.

Azusa has no clothes, yet the bandages still snake around his arms and neck, covering the wounds that never truly disappear. This side of him was something not to be expected, yet Rose has learned how to live with it. No, not only live with it. She has accepted her beloved as he is, cherishing him in the way he deserves. In return, he is giving her something that is more precious than any other treasure in this world; his very being.

“Rose…?” Soft voice that doesn’t echo in the room. As Azusa smiles, the steam in the shower room heats up even more, giving soothing warmth an intriguing edge. Curling lips have the power to make Rose’s cheeks feverish, and she hastily rises her arms, covering her breasts and private parts. A tickling sensation runs over her skin for the peering eyes don’t leave her even for a second.

Azusa steps closer, under the water, his fingers wrapping around Rose’s wrists. He pulls her hands gently and carefully, not wanting to hurt her right now. “Let me see… you, Rose… Your body is… beautiful… every inch of you is…”

Heat washes over Rose, her face blazing until the burning finally reaches the tip of her ears. This flaring isn’t unfamiliar, yet not unpleasant either.

“Why are you here, Azu?” Rose’s voice echoes slightly, bouncing back to her ears.

“Rose… you were taking so long…” Azusa sighs. “I felt… lonely… so I came to… join you.”

“But I was just about to leave…” Rose moves her foot, intending to step out. But while Azusa might speak slowly, he is fast when needed. With ease he grabs her, pinning her against the wall.

A sudden coldness. On Rose’s backside. Heated skin meeting coolish hardness. As she catches Azusa’s eyes again, they drag her into well-known waters of fondness, raising tiny waves deep within her.

Swoosh. The water falls over them both.

Silence.

Azusa’s gaze bores into Rose’s just before he lifts his hands and cups her cheeks, leaning closer.

Closer.

Until his lips almost touch hers. She slides her fingertips over his cheekbones, reaching for his already soaked hair and lacing her fingers with it.

“Azu…” Rose’s lips vibrate against Azusa’s.

Too much. Waiting is impossible.

Azusa pulls Rose into a smooch, the tips of his fangs grazing over her bottom lip as she surrenders to his embrace. His mouth is soft and wet on hers as he deepens the kiss, his tongue tangling with hers while their bodies press each other and her back on the slippery wall.

Moans mixing with tender sucking, Rose gasps into Azusa’s mouth just before trapping his bottom lip with hers, gently tormenting it with her teeth.

With just the right amount, pain is a torturous pleasure

and pleasure is candied pain.

Roses have thorns like vampires have their fangs.

Slowly, Azusa’s mouth travels down Rose’s chin and to her neck where he stops, inhaling her scent that has intoxicated him since their first meeting. She is his rose after all. The combination of the elixir of life that bumps in her veins and the flowery fragrance fills his senses in a way that is unimaginable for a human mind. Still, she doesn’t need to be able to form mental images of it since Azusa is more than willing to show how it makes him feel.

And what it makes him yearn…

Tongue wandering along the column of Rose’s neck, Azusa searches for a spot he has yet to mark as his own.

A moment later…

…the white pain.

It strikes Rose as Azusa’s fangs reach the vein, thrusting into her skin and breaking it. Her blood courses through the puncture marks, dancing onto his tongue and in his mouth while she cries out, grabbing his shoulders and digging her nails into his skin.

“So… very sweet. I can’t… get enough of… it, Rose…” Azusa’s moan radiates on her neck as he focuses on sucking her sanguine liquid of life. She pulls him as if trying to drive his fangs deeper, and he wraps his arms around her, embracing her. “I wish… to be the only one… to give you this… sweet pain…” Lapping up the drops that run out, Azusa’s sighs of pleasure mix with her own as she can’t hold back her voice anymore. This pain is indeed a pleasure she is ready to indulge in.

Giving rein to the pain.

The pleasure.

Like there was nothing else.

Leaving the blood slide along Rose’s neck to her chest, Azusa stops to glance at her as she pants, heat coursing on her face. His tongue follows the trail of crimson, slowly reaching her breasts. Cupping one, he kisses the other.

“Soft… I want to… suck more…” Azusa’s mouth closed over one of the sensitive creamy almond-shade tips of Rose’s mounds, caressing it with his lips before sucking it between his teeth as if her breast was a ripe, succulent fruit for him to relish. She can’t help but thrust her chest a bit closer as feverish feeling courses through her veins, making her sink deeper into the ocean of sacred satisfactions.

Azusa cups the underside of Rose’s sweet mounds, continuing to tease them with his kisses and soft sucking, licking over the buds again and again, until they are hard and throbbing under his touch. And yet he is nuzzling Rose’s chest, crazing it with the tips of his fangs as his fingers curled over one, squeezing it gently at first, then a bit rougher.

“Your scent… It’s luring me in… such a sweet and delicious scent… of roses.” Azusa traces the curve of Rose’s breast with the tip of his nose until he reaches the valley between both, smooching it eagerly. His lips travel south and shower her belly with tiny kisses repeatedly. As he lowers himself in front of her, he gazes up as if asking for permission. As her chest heaves Rose nods and almost hits the back of her to the tile wall when the lips of passion met the throbbing heat between her legs.

“You are… perfect, Rose…” Azusa lifts one of Rose’s legs over his shoulder, pressing her against the wall while his tongue glides along her almost embarrassingly damp folds. His hands trace her hips, fingers clenching on the soft flesh when he finds her pulsing pearl.

Licking, sucking.

Rose’s thigh trembles against Azusa’s cheek; the hot spring in her boiling.

Stroking, lapping, petting.

She writhes against his mouth.

Arching, aching.

For him and for him only.

Rose’s sensitive nub is crying from each sweep, and she can’t help but hump into Azusa as he keeps eating her out and drinking deep from her rosy well of pleasure. And the final bold swipe of his tongue sends her spinning into the arms of ecstasy, her digits entwining with his hair as her whines rebound in the moist and misty air of the shower room.

“You look so… beautiful now, Rose… Did you enjoy… that? …I did…”

Nodding and panting, Rose leans against the wall; her fingers still curled with Azusa’s strands until he gently removes them from there, letting her leg slip back on the floor. Kissing her thighs, he leaves tiny bites here and there without breaking her skin. And soon, he is back on his feet again, nudging against her with heaving breath.

A smile swaying on her lips, Rose leans in, sliding her mouth along Azusa’s cheek and reaching for his neck. She bypasses the bandage, kissing his skin right below it. The marble-like skin. She is sucking it before she even realizes it, giving love bites here and there, marking him as he has marked her, for they belong to each other.

Marks. Here and there.

Signs of love. Small bites, not breaking the skin.

She is his as he is hers.

And that should be written all over their bodies.

“My rose is… eager…” Azusa’s moans reach Rose’s ears, making her sigh in between sucking. “Let me… have you…” He presses his hips against hers, rubbing his length on her belly while a moist reminder of his wishes leaves a sticky spot on her skin. Even though the water pouring over them washes the traces off soon enough, the river of craving is already overflowing deep within Rose. As she straightens up, Azusa immediately pushes her back against the wall, grabbing the backsides of her thighs and lifting her, his slightly jerking hardness gliding toward her pearly gates.

For a moment,

nothing moves

but the swooshing water around the couple.

Gazes lock into each other,

the world ceases to exist.

“Azu…”

“Rose…”

Nothing but whispered words, entangling each other as Azusa coats his member with Rose’s liquid of love and lust. He teases her entrance as if wanting to release the flood, making her body arch from anticipation.

Finally,

pressing into her,

he forces her walls

to stretch

and tighten

repeatedly with his gentle intrusion.

Groans and moans fill Rose’s ears as Azusa keeps bouncing in her at a steady pace. Fingers clench around her thighs, holding her still as he thrusts, thrusts, thrusts. Lost in pounding, Rose sinks her digits into Azusa’s back, her nails leaving red trails with each push.

Trailways of lust.

Paths of pleasure.

Rose meets Azusa’s driving rhythm beat to beat as he starts to move faster, his hardness filling her. Everything but her need is stripping away, nothing else matters at the moment but Azusa holding her and shoving his shaft into her deep dampness. Melting around him, she gives in to the waves turning into tides, sailing to the sea of yearning and bliss.

“You’re moaning… do you like it?”

Hips bucking, length jerking, Azusa keeps plundering into Rose. Her inner walls ripple against him, quaking and trembling as the tension builds up more and more. Her hips meeting his strokes eagerly, fueled by her own passion, she locks her legs around him and holds him captive to her craving. Each shove is deep and possessive, telling her to whom she belongs.

“Are you feeling… good, Rose? I am… haa…”

As Azusa keeps going Rose is hauled further and further in the storming sea of gratification. Her body vibrates in response to every single waving buck of hips, her toes curling, back arching as the whirlpool of pleasure catches her and all of her cells awash with overlapping tidal waves of contentment and satisfaction. Her heart pounds and her muscles quiver while the Milky Way sparkles over her ocean as she cums in cascading waves.

But the sea is wide as Azusa keeps sailing with Rose. Pressing her tight against the wall, he groans her name into her ear with each shove, increasing his pace.

Until.

He stops.

The seeds of love shots into the depths of the hidden well at the exact instant as his fangs sink through the column of Rose’s neck. Her life guttering into him like his flows into her. And for a moment they are one.

“Rose… I wish you… knew… how much… I love you.”

Rose smiles, panting as Azusa lets her feet land on the floor. “I do know, Azusa.” Cupping his cheeks, she gazes at him. Her bosom heaves at the pace of her still heavy breathing. “I love you so much too.”

No words are needed as Azusa kisses her again, carrying her into another realm with his lips.

The realm that belongs only to them.

#diabolik lovers fanfiction #diabolik lovers #written by Afi Mukami #written by Yuriko Mukami #Afi Mukami #yuriko mukami #yuriko tsukino #fan ficiton #diabolik lovers oc #mukami azusa #azusa mukami #azusa & rose #his rose #diaboys #diabolik lovers mukami #diabolik lovers fandom #diabolik lovers azusa #fanfic

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theirmadness · 6 days

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𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐓 𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐄𝐑. REPOST DO NOT REBLOG!

NAME: blue / six. been my online monikers for ages now!

PRONOUNS: she / they but will honestly answer to anything. i'm genderqueer so it honestly depends on my mood and on the day.

PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION: don't really have one except IMs can be a bitch finnicky BUT i don't really give out my discord to just anyone nowadays bc a lot of ppl seem to only be interested in having a high contact count or sum lol.

NAME OF MUSE(S): too many to name here, fr.

BEST EXPERIENCE: getting to write things i've always wanted to write with people who are as equally passionate about it as i am!

RP PET PEEVES / DEALBREAKERS: i have half a dozen and more but two things have been annoying the hell out of me lately: people who reach out to write with you and then proceed to ignore you after you've replied to their starters OR written them one AND people who refuse to use decent sentence structures and punctuations in their writing. and it isn't like my choice to use all lowercaps, but like, forgetting full stops at the end of sentences.

MUSE PREFERENCES: honestly, it depends on my headspace. i do think i can write just about anything but i have an easier time writing characters i can personally relate to like sam winchester and jessica jones. but i absolutely love getting into the headspace of chuck / god and lucifer and other villains or even just crazy people like harley quinn. i'm lucky in the way that i can do about anything as long as i really like the character and muse is kinda always there!

PLOTS OR MEMES: memes. i'm a bad plotter, like, out of the blue. i'm good coming up with shit for aus and what not but there needs to be something already established. it's hard to explain lol. but also given the amount of muses i have available, memes are SO much easier because it's just insane keeping up and coming up with plots for all the muses i have all the time here.

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: i vibe with both but i do tend to get wordy, most of the time. i get really into inner dialogue so.

BEST TIME TO WRITE: mornings / early noon, most of the time! inspiration strikes out of the blue so it could be whenever.

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S): i'm definitely like a few of them! probably not the ones i'd like lmao. but there's definitely a few unhinged crackheads in there that i know for a fact have me energy.

TAGGED BY: boo bear aka @murderdeals. ♡ TAGGING: @knownasbeacon, @sav1ored, @storyuntrue, @alyafae, @rejectory, @tobeblamed, @godstrayed, @denydefeat and you. ♡

#meme file . . . ooc.#meme . . . let's play a game.#blue's clues.#dash meme.#out of character.

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thegoldencontracts · 14 days

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100 Followers!

Hi! I've reached a hundred followers recently, and I know that it may seem minor to some people, but I'm very happy to see I've gotten this far, and thank you to anyone who followed me. I appreciate it, truly.

So, to celebrate, I'd like to try out a new way of writing fics!

You can interact with the characters. But, because I'm a fic-lover, this operates a bit different (not better, just in my own style of course!) in the way the RP works.

Before I continue any further, I know some of you may not be interested, and I don't want to end up annoying you due to dash clog! So, here's the tag to block if you don't want to see any of this - #100 follower special <3

If you are - or think you might be - interested, here's how it works.

You send in an ask addressing a character of your choosing. You can put in as much or as little content as you'd like! If you'd like to RP as an OC of yours, you can send any necessary context in the ask or just DM me. Same goes if you'd like me to make a small interaction involving an AU you have.

You can even RP as a canon character for either romantic or platonic ficlets with other characters! So, if you have a rare pair (hello fellow azurido lovers please hear me out), consider coming to me and giving me a chance for a little bit of extra content with them <3.

Of course, this isn't just for rare pairs - any ship can be done, provided it isn't unethical or illegal (no staff x student, no grim x anyone, etc).

After receiving your ask, I'll make a small ficlet where the character you're sending an ask to responds in whatever fashion you'd like! If you'd like to extend

Example (if my wording is awkward or hard:

If I want to send an ask involving my OC Cecaelia in my Part Of Your World AU, I can do something like this:

(OOC: This is my not-so-OC Cecaelia. She's actually Azul from the future who time travelled to stop the apocalypse. I'd like her to have a friendly, comedic interaction with Deuce. This takes place shortly after Deuce finds out chicken eggs in stores can't hatch eggs, from her POV.)

"Ah, Deuce. You still seem rather forlorn. Is this truly about those chicken eggs?"

And I'll Answer:

Deuce simply remained silent, a blank look on his face.

"The chickens..."

"They couldn't have been born," Azul said. As his hand hit his chest, eliciting a high level of pain, he couldn't help but rue his feminine form.

"I can't believe it," Deuce said, head in his hands. Azul quickly realized his current strategy wasn't going to work.

"I know," Azul said, before hastily pulling out a slice of tart Grim had foisted upon him. He still didn't understand why, considering the little monster's love for food. "Why don't you have a tart to drown your sorrows?"

Deuce looked at him wide-eyed.

"Really?"

Azul nodded.

"Thanks!"

And as Deuce munched on the tart, sorrows forgotten, Azul had to celebrate a job well done.

Of course, you definitely don't have to elaborate that much. This is just for if you want something really specific, because I can fulfill your requests better if I know what you want! Interactions will be available for any characters, and like I've said, have little to no limitations so long as you're not doing NSFW, Yandere, or a ship that's staff x student, anyone x grim, or the like. OCs, pairings you have, AUs,talk to Baby!Azul, the sky's the limit!

Also the fake interaction ask I made was a bit rushed, so I can assure you, the actual interactions will probably be better.

Last note: If you're feeling shy or confused on how to start, just rb this post asking for more context or clarification and I'll DM you to work out the details! Honestly, I'm just thankful if anyone decides to give this little event a chance, so I want to make it as easy and rewarding as possible!

#twisted wonderland #twst rp #not a fic #YET #100 follower special <3 #azul ashengrotto #<- wouldn't've tagged that but the sample rp fic has azul #hope this doesnt completely flop lol #also if you've read the fic of mine i based the sample rp off of #thank you bestiee

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disasterp-ce · 3 months

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Roleplay Request

hi there! i’m making this post to find people who are interested in k-roleplays! before we start, please only message me if you’re 18 or older. i’m legal and i’d prefer not to roleplay with minors.

about me!

i have autism and probably also adhd. i am easily distracted and tend to forget a lot. if it’s been a while since i’ve replied, just try to reach out to me again!

i prefer to roleplay on discord as i’m on there more often. and i like making little servers to rp in!

i like making friends with the people i rp with! don’t be afraid to chat with me ooc. maybe we can get to know each other better!

english is not my first language. please be understanding. i may sometimes make a grammar or spelling mistake. i try to improve my english as best as i can!

roleplay rules!

i usually mirror my rp partner’s reply length. or, i try to. i cant write ultra long replies because i’ll easily run out of ideas to write and may repeat things. my replies usually range between 1000 characters to around 3500 characters.

i only write in 3rd person, and i’d prefer if you did, too.

i only do m/m and f/f ships! and only idol/idol. unless you’ve got a really cool oc, i won’t be doing idol/oc any time soon. i’m just not comfortable with it.

i’m most comfortable roleplaying as bts’ jimin but please don’t click away!! for f/f, i’ll probably play as dreamcatcher’s siyeon, or twice’s mina, momo, or jeongyeon. i don’t play f/f that often, so i may not be too good.

i’m fine with any ship! you can play whoever you want. if you want, you can even play as someone from another group! my favourite bts ships are jikook and minjoon.

please do not control who i play! this should be obvious.

i don’t have a lot of triggers, mostly things i’m uncomfortable with. i won’t do mpreg in any plot, not even when the character is trans or intersex. pregnancy in general just makes me uncomfortable.

nsfw info

i’m a verse switch, but i usually lean more towards domming. though, it also depends on ships. when doing jikook, for example, i don’t like dom jk. the most i’ll do is switch jk. it’s controversial, i know.

i’ve got some hard limits when it comes to nsfw in rp. i won’t be writing any scat or things like necrophilia, etc. you get the idea.

i’m pretty experimental, so i’m up for trying a lot (apart from my limits). but i’ve got a couple favourites, such as dacryphilia… i can talk about more in private!

if you have any further questions, feel free to ask me in dms or on discord! my tumblr notifications won’t work, for some reason, so please understand if my reply comes late.

please dm or like this post if you’re interested!

#bts rp #bts rp ad #rp ad #roleplay #kpop rp #kpop roleplay #krp ad

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dylansprayberrys1x1 · 2 months

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looking for 1x1 partners !

hey ! i'm 23 so 18+ partners only ! looking for partners to rp either oc x oc, marvel ( canons, preferably 616 comics but i can do mcu too ), bridgerton, gossip girl, dc ( anything but comics unless you're okay with me taking creative liberties ) and multifandom interactions. a full list of who i play is linked in the source but also i can play other canons if you'd like.

i love anything angsty, slice of life, fluffy, you name it i'm probably game. i do have some hard limits but again it's all in the source link

some things to note:

i tend to write anywhere between one liners to around 3 paragraphs so if you're looking for novella or constant literate rps, i'm not your girl. i have a full time job so i can do paragraphs as long as you're willing to wait.

i can write smut but i won't do any "smut/porn without plot" and i would prefer if we could develop a partnership rather than jumping into it.

please for the love of god, read my carrd. it has all my info including rules. i will know if you've not read it.

i will not do marvel/dc x oc because i've had some very, very bad experiences with them. i'm sure you're great but my past has scarred me.

please be communicative and excited ! you don't need to talk to me 24/7 but i don't want to be the only one that drives our interactions or gives all our plotting ideas. i want our energies to match you know otherwise my muse for the rp plummets

i am not always available to rp even if i'm online. i will try to be quick and you will get at least one reply a day at the minimum unless it's a long thread.

i am on discord and tend to use that exclusively these days. so we'll talk on tumblr and if we vibe we'll move to a sever.

if you're no longer interested, let me know no matter how far we've gotten. i rather you communicate then just leave us hanging so i can move on too.

interested ? like this post and i will reach out to you.

#1x1 discord #1x1 rp #1x1 roleplay #discord 1x1 #marvel 1x1 #marvel rp #oc rp #1x1 rp search #discord rp

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kittsu-and-company · 4 months

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{Off blog RP with @silveredfeathers}

There was something strange going on with the portal... He couldn't see what was on the other side. Dark clouds of energy float within, seemingly trapped in the one spot.

"That's... Ominous."

Oblivion had already flown off to deal with another Giratina shortly after creating the new portal, so he couldn't ask them about it. Silver takes his jacket off to mess with the wing slots a bit, just in case. Throwing it back on, he steps through...

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High in the sky above route 15, a dark cloudy portal forms. For a moment nothing seems to happen, just floating there as bird pokemon avoid it entirely. Watching it closely, one could see it start to glow a purple color... Before flinging someone out of it.

"FUCKING HO-OH'S FLAMES-!"

As Silver falls, he spins around in an attempt to right himself just as a set of wings and a tail shoot out from behind him... He also seems to have grown taller, likely to accommodate the extra limbs. A few seconds pass before he manages to catch the air, flapping a few times to steady himself then beginning to glide down.

And Kittsu just saw all of that.

//Okay so I wrote an essay for a starter that's just meant to be Silver picking up Eevee woops-

Kittsu stared at where the man landed, mouth agape. She wasn’t scared, but the whole ordeal had clearly alarmed her, seemingly trying to shuffle a small shape behind her… a small shape easily registered as the Sneasel she had been posting about.

Looking up, it was as if the air was violently wobbling, and many of the fallen leaves rose up in too-slow of motions to just be the wind or the flapping of Silver’s wings. It looked as if the entire world had been caught in a psychic type’s Trick Room, though the lands settled as the portal eventually closed. Yeah, the universe didn’t seem to like that…

The teenager stood there for a few moments longer than what was comfortable, seemingly processing what she saw in front of her, before becoming startled at the small, brown shape from behind her dashed forward towards the Chimera. “No- Gliese—“ she called after the Sneasel, though it didn’t slow or stop. It marched up to Silver, staring hard into his face as he was suddenly startled at the man’s large size, before trying to headbutt his shin. It was some declaration of battle, but it didn’t… do anything; the young Sneasel’s battle declaration doing no damage whatsoever.

Kittsu winced at the Sneasel before following, apologizing to the man for the tiny Pokémon’s actions, pausing a bit before him. She was clearly nervous. She didn’t want to be, but she couldn’t hide the tenseness in her form from the Silver that had just been flung out of who-knows-where.

She paused for a bit longer before fumbling for the bag on her back, trying to call Gliese back, reaching for the Timer Ball in her bag. “Eevees, right-? I’m sorry- I just want expecting that entrance, no ill will towards you or… arc I wish it was respectful to say gods’ chosen names… I have the Eevees’ in my bag, each in their Pokeballs if you still want them..?” She looked up to the alternate Silver nervously; though it’s not quite clear what exactly has her alarm bells going off.

#kittsu #pokemon #pokemon rp #pokémon #rotomblr #rotumblr #pokéblog #pokémon irl #pokeblr #pokéblogging

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If MCD gets turned into a book I am almost certain the autism ghosts will possess me again and I’ll have to making a 5 hour long rant with a conspiracy style string chart on my wall

GOD mcd as a book genuinely makes me both so excited and terrified at the same time. I've had this ask sitting in my inbox for like a day now because idk entirely how to voice all the opinions i have about this. AT THE VERY LEAST: It's cool that Jess hasn't forgotten entirely about MCD, and while it sounds like the plans to continue myst are more clear/doable (its the same format she's always done, all it takes is for her to write a conclusion she feels satisfied with. which is definitely a large feat but it feels more in-reach than expanding on mcd right now), its cool that theres still an interest for MCD as well.

SORRY THIS POST IS ABOUT TO GET LONG TURNS OUT IM VERY MENTALLY ILL ABOUT THIS SERIES WHO COULDVE GUESSED. SORRY. HERE'S YOUR CHANCE TO ESCAPE PLEASE TAKE IT NOW.

CONTINUING: MCD continuation sounds like it is not in reach right now, and not entirely a priority either. It's not even in pre-production yet, it sounds like she hasn't even decided on a format to release it as, which means relatively zero work has gone into making that yet. (Beyond the guideline that has already been written for it in the form of the existing MCD story that we know and are familiar with.) We don't even know if it would be a book!! JESS doesn't even know if it would be a book!! I don't know how I'd feel about it if it WAS a book! She's been vocal about wanting something akin to an anime or animated series before iirc (though i dont remember the source for this so correct me if im wrong), so it could be that thats still something she wants to pursue with and getting a whole animated show at a good quality is hard! I don't know!!! Nobody knows!!!! (And I don't know if she's ever even produced anything aside from Youtube Video Storytelling/RP series. Sure she has a very successful toy line, but that's not really a writing/storytelling medium. And I guess there's the music videos, but those are... um......... bad........ And we know she's no stranger to fanfic, thanks to the fucklist if nothing else, but i've literally never SEEN her writing go towards something that wasnt a Minecraft Youtube Video. On this note, if anyone is familiar with work Jess/the team has done for something that ISNT the medium of things she posts to her youtube channel, please send it my way I'd be very interested in checking it out.)

I think I'm glad that at the very least, it wont be produced in the same style as her modern rps (the style used for mcds3 + modern mystreet content + Rebirth too actually...) because I really don't enjoy that style... to me a big part of MCD honestly is the fact that things are for the most part kept in Aphmau's POV of things, something they ditch alot in modern rp content. But switching that format to something else might not lend to telling it the same way. Which is scary to me!! (honestly I personally think mcd would function really well as a first person visual novel or something along those lines. but if anything, that might require more writing than a book would, since there'd be choices and paths...) And obviously ppl HAVE attempted things similar to retelling mcd as a book before, there might be more MCD rewrites out there than MCD fanfics at this point tbh im not blind. But there's still the difficulty of being able to tell that story well in a medium it was not originally produced in/arguably meant for.

There's also the point of: I don't really Like a lot of the more recent choices Jess has made with MCD's story somewhat recently. The stuff with Irene in Mystreet just feels like a mess, I don't like the idea of the two having crossover. And while Rebirth for the most part was pretty good, there are still some things I have gripes with, mostly with how Aphmau is presented as a character and agency problems she's had since all the way back in mcd s2. There's a very real possibility that I just wont enjoy MCD as the way Jess wants to tell it now. And thats like fine, obviously, but it is also a little disheartening.

and then there's the point of: still knowing that i probably won't like how it ends, WE WILL LIKELY GET AN ACTUAL END. can you imagine that. MCD with an ending. a canon ending. I doubt it would be in the first installment of whatever MCD gets published as (if it gets published at all), seeing as even in Rebirth jess was planning on it having 2 seasons, but still. Even if I don't like the ending, the idea that there will BE ONE OUT THERE for me to bounce off of is incredible to me.

when it comes down to it: i honestly don't have much hopes of MCD ever being officially finished in any capacity. I hate to be a downer about it so soon after news that Should be Good. But the fact that she doesn't even know what MEDIUM she wants it to be in is not a good sign. If it Will ever be officially published in some form, it's likely it won't be for a very very long time. Not like mcd fans are strangers to waiting, but still. As a professional MCD Waiter, I would not be surprised if we are left waiting forever. It happened with original mcd, it happened with rebirth, i do not doubt it will continue happening for a very long time. I'm scared to get my hopes up for a finished story of any kind, because it's never approached Finished before. Its very hard for me to get excited over something I know will likely be abandoned, possibly before it's even been started.

but yeah if we get mcd book ill read it probably. ya know. whatever or something. <guy who is trying not to look like he cares about this a lot

#ask #long post #big post #THIS GOT LONG JESUS CHRIST. RUN WHILE YOU CAN. SORRY.

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murky-tannin · 7 months

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i reblogged you with this and then instantly deleted it because i realised i was just repeating exactly what you said LMAO but im gunna put it here anyway and add a little more on

"adding onto this :p as shown in how fast wilbur takes on tallulah and takes care of her as his own, it's almost immediately evident that he likes to care for others; whether that's to make him feel needed, to make him feel like he has a purpose, or whether it's just some sort of instinct. we also see this in some of his first scenes with quackity, with lines such as, "say the word and i'll fucking kill him", and "do you need a hug, quackity?". it shows us, the viewers, that not only he doesn't mind caring for others, but that he actively steps in and takes matters into his own hands, even without anyone reaching out for help.

"but then he left. he left tallulah in the dust, left her reeling, left her to pick up the pieces of their connection when everything around her reminded her of her kind and loving papi. the fact that he loved and cared for tallulah so deeply, and then instantly left? could almost be seen as selfish. i mean, of course there was no way cc!wilbur could have stayed to continue the rp, but he could've just as easily taken her with him?? or like... i don't know... not taken her in the first place??? knowing that he'd leave in only a few months, like op said, its scarring to leave a child like that (speaking from experience)."

one other thing; the whole thing of a grandparent stepping in to take care of a grandchild because the parent is unfit to care? that's like a massive thing in my culture (mainly happens due to long lasting generational trauma and racism but that's for another day) and it's so hard. it leaves kids confused and angry; why does everyone else get a normal parents and they don't? i've seen firsthand what that can do to people and their lives. often, they do end up reconnecting with their parents, but it's always a hard relationship, and they never fully get that connection back.

i guess my point is, i do agree with you. i love qwilbur and its clear that he loves tallulah, but he isn't fit to be a parent. he's still too immature, and needs time to learn about himself.

This is great analysis. I adore the characters (flaws and all) and I adore Tallulah living with her grandfather-dad in that weird complicated to label dynamic. it's GREAT... but only from a meta standpoint. In universe? It just hurts an innocent little girl who shouldn't have been adopted by Wilbur. They make me so soft when they are together, but they aren't together and that's not ignorable

#murky mumbles #qsmp #wilbur soot

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sweetmoonstorm · 11 months

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GUIDELINES!!!

Ehem hello. So. I have come to make another post on request updates, as by the title. Yes I take requests. Stuff I will do :

Matchmaking(you send me bio of either yourself or an oc, and I pair them with a canon character from somewhere)

One shot

Headcanons

More new, I'll do letters from characters, though they may be short.

And as for categories ; Light/Moderate Angst(I don't do death that hits me HARD-), Fluff, Romance, Violence, etc. I'll let u know if something violates my rules.

More below.

My rules w headcanons and one shots.

DNI if you are a or support pedophilia, hebephilia, zoophilia, incest, are uncomfortable w/ yandere themes, bigot/s, homophobes, anything along those lines.

Also, please don't interact if ur one of those Vivziepop fans who will get mad at others for talking about her stories and stuff a certain way. I've heard a lot about her, and it isn't really that good. While I'm not gonna really talk ab her as I don't have enough info to confirm or deny if she's a bad person, I am uncomfortable trying to dig into the situation and unwilling to say much on her due to what I've seen her fans do. (This doesn't apply to ALL of her fans. Just the ones that will hatebomb an artist or creator for saying they don't like her stuff. Let a person hate and like stuff, will you??)

Yes I am comfy with NSFW I am 18, but, I dont write it.

*I've decided to do canon x canon, but will more likely get reader x canon done quicker-

Yes I will do yandere, keep in mind I do not however condone yandere behaviors irl to the point where it gets abusive. There's a line between fantasy and real life, and I only write yanderes for my and your own fantasies. If an irl s/o shows certain behaviors to the point it gets abusive/horribly yandere like, please seek help.

polyamory is doable.

Now, onto the matchmaking part. Do keep in mind that matchmaking will take longer than one shots and headcanons.

Here is a template.

Name *

Love Language *

Personality *

Sexuality/Gender Preferences? *

Aesthetic *

Appearance(optional) *

Fandom of Choice *

Anything sought out in general? *

Likes *

Hates *

Any particular characters in general?(ex. Someone fom the LMK brotherhood? Someone from the dekusquad?) *

Thats about it in general, only thing left is what fandoms I'll do for these thingies and how many requests I'll take at a time!!

So, for general requests(matchmaking, hcs, oneshots), I'll take 5 at a time, and close ask box once limit has been reached.

For rps, those r unlimited, but pls state who u are for them. If you use ur acc to ask there's no prob there, but if you plan to to as an anon, please ask to be on an anon list that'll make things manageable.(Ex."Can I be dragon anon?" "I'd like to be headphones anon please.") Oh and also state what fandom and character you're going for, unless poly?? 🤔

And note; I'm not exactly always the most motivated, so please just know that I will be working on your request, I'll just be doing it a bit slowly at times.

Now for fandoms!!

More focused on :

LMK(Lego Monkey Kid)

The amazing digital circus

Others that I'll also do :

Cookie run kingdom

Lego Dreamzzz

And maybe another fandom if I know enough abt it.

Also, note that I will never do a romantic thing with children. Platonic stuff is allowed. Asking characters things is also allowed .

Anon List -

'Lovely' Anon

💌Anon

🫧 Anon

Buh-bye~

🥀🌑

(Most recent update was 2/23/24)

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so. podcast reccomendations

putting this under a read more it got l o n g

Ones i have listened to -

*Inkwyrm - COMPLETE, My ultimate fav podcast ever -id listen to the original first ep before the first ep redo cause i think it kinda makes more sense idk, Putting up with her boss is hard enough, but with the cutthroat fashion industry, and whatever is trying to kill everyone today, Mella and the gang have their hands full. One part sit-com, one part space opera.

*Kaleidotrope - COMPLETE, the cutest fucking shit ever filled with tropes and gayass idiots, The plot centers around Drew and Harrison, two reluctant college radio co-hosts-turned-accidental-advice-givers who find themselves in the middle of the campus’s oldest mystery: Do happy endings really happen at Sidlesmith? Can you really find your trope?

*Hell or High Rollers - 11 eps so far! dnd podcast but very rp based much less mechanic based /pos, A table top role play podcast following the adventures of 4 Villains and their attempt to escape eternal damnation. theyre trying to escape hell and they have to get through all nine layers before they can!!

The Beacon - season 3 coming, After surviving a dangerous encounter with a monster, Bee discovers she has the magical ability to control fire. Confused and with no heroic aspirations, she reaches out online to try and find others with impossible powers like hers - but finding them is only half the battle. only listened to a few eps of this but its v enjoyable

Girl in Space - season 2 coming, Nothing fancy here -- just the simple audio diary of a girl in space. Also, there’s this weird and potentially ominous light in the distance that seems to be growing steadily closer. fun space stuff!

Violet Beach - COMPLETE, On New Year's Day, 2018, the lives of seven friends in the town of Violet Beach, Maryland, change forever. As weird sci-fi happenings become less "fi" and more reality every day, they begin keeping record of their experiences. These are those records. dont remember much abt the content (listened to it a long time ago lmao) but i remember enjoying it v much

Overkill - COMPLETE(?), After 19-year-old Aya Velasquez died mysteriously in Harding Park, no one seemed to care. At least not until a preteen medium accidentally summoned Aya herself to solve the mystery. With no memory of her death and no shortage of questions, Aya must make friends with her fellow ghosts and discover the truth behind the nation's most haunted park. v cool ghost shit but not horrory and also gay

Midnight Radio - COMPLETE, Drawing inspiration from 1950s radio serials and ghost stories, Midnight Radio follows two women finding love through an unlikely correspondence about community, leaving your small hometown, our relationship to the past, what it means to be haunted, and what we leave behind when we die. Remember: all ghost stories are love stories.

Death by Dying - season 2 in progress(?) The Obituary Writer of Crestfall, Idaho finds himself deeply in over his head as he investigates a series of strange and mysterious deaths… when he is supposed to simply be writing obituaries. Along the way he encounters murderous farmers, man-eating cats, haunted bicycles, and a healthy dose of ominous shadows. nightvale esque with a weird lil town, fun concept cool characters, the obituary writer is on the podcast tumblr like all the time and is v nice sauifgdsukf

36 Questions - COMPLETE, musical podcast! bit :/ cause its like got real celebs n shit in it but its good!!!!, In a last-ditch attempt to salvage their crumbling marriage, a couple uses the 36 questions—an experiment known for making strangers fall in love—to save their own relationship.

Directive - 2 seasons, when this came out the tumblr for the podcast messaged people to ask them to listen to it skjdfgdsk, listen to all of part 1 all at once, i didnt know there was a season two so idk abt that but this is sad so just bear that in mind , A Sci Fi series about a man stuck alone for 20 years, taking care of sleeping passengers on a ship to colonize a new planet.

*Love and Luck - hiatus since 2020 possibly finished, Love and Luck is a fictional radio play podcast, told via voicemails. It’s a slice of life queer romance story with a touch of magic. very cute and nice and lighthearted

Dining in The Void - season 3 coming, When six alien celebrities are trapped onboard a space station, they will have to work together to survive--or die at the hands of an unknown monster. pretty sure i was/am mutuals (or sth) w someone who voice acts in this which i didnt know when i started listening, heavy themes i think kinda

Raising the Dead Again - indefinate hiatus, Raising the Dead Again is a triweekly podcast that follows a young, modern-day necromancer - a young man by the name of Quincy Bejanaro - before, during, and after making the biggest mistake of his life: resurrecting long-dead adventurers. really really loved this one sad theres only 9 eps :( and the story is unfinished

some of these do not have great input from me bc i listened to them years ago n my memory is garbage - starred ones are my favourites, pink is my opinion, italics are official descriptions

other ones i love but Do Not Reccomend are king falls am and eos 10 bc the creators r stupid ass losers and also the last season of eos 10 is so fucking stupid lmao

#rai.txt #there is 14 podcasts on this list #i can reccoomend more perhaps but these ones.#idk like i didnt wanna reccomend like taz or wtnv yknow?#but yeah #hope yall think these r good suggestions #if u wanna know a bit more abt one of them send an ask or sth!

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