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roundbellyramblings · 1 year

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Britt's Maxed Out Tits

Another story using Maxi Corp, created by @expansion-growth-fanatic

Brittney Boulders used to be a record-holding porn star: Largest breasts. Technically, the largest implants, as each boob was 20000 cc. But since nobody came close to her cup size, she proudly took the title of biggest in general. In her most popular video, she gave two men a tit job at the same time and their cocks never touched. With that much saline, she stood out and was famous even if people found her boobs tacky or trashy.

Brittney retired from her career and settled down. She never reduced her breasts, she was proud to hold the record and she liked the attention she got from them. She married a former co-star and they had a baby. As time passed, things changed. The baby girl grew up into a beautiful college student. Brittney began to stand out less from the introduction of Maxi Corp. Her shirts and bras were no longer unique to her alone. It never bothered Brittney, she was happy with the money she spent to make herself the way she was.

Brittney was sad when she lost her title. A girl in California had grown to 50 feet tall. She wasn’t the bustiest around but when everything scaled with her height, her breasts took up the most volume. The record was changed to mean largest breasts compared to body size. But even that didn’t last for Brittney. She went from “Largest breasts” to “Largest augmented breasts (Non-Maxi Corp)”. It was a mouthful and didn’t sound sexy, so she stopped using it to brag about her implant stuffed boobs. But it didn’t stop her from showing them off.

Brittney never returned to the role she once had, but taking saucy pictures was a habit she would never kick. Her revival online was smaller in scale than some hoped, but still welcomed by all. She was happy to share her beauty with paying customers, especially now because she could brand herself as a milf. Tits her size weren’t hard to come by, a bottle of Titty+ would get the job done. But she knew what men (and some women) wanted. Her tits were fake, but her talent was all natural.

Brittney sat on her bed, dressed in only a shirt and underwear. She pulled the bottom of her shirt to show off even more cleavage. Puckering her lips, she winked into the camera when her phone suddenly began to ring. Seeing her daughter on the caller ID, Brittney quickly sat up and answered.

“It’s rare for you to call so suddenly. Are you alright?” Brittney asked, frantically.

“I’m better than alright! My second puberty is kicking in! I’m so happy with how I'm growing!” Emma squealed over the phone.

“That's wonderful Em! So what is it? Are you getting some big boobies like your mommy?” Brittney asked in a teasing tone.

Emma paused, before stuttering out an answer, “I, um, I don’t…”

“Oh, I’ll call Christophe! He hasn’t made me a bra in quite some time but I'm sure I can get him to make something for you sweetie!”

“You don’t have to do that mom.”

Brittney’s eyes lit up as she remembered something. Her lips curled into a devilish grin as she spoke.

“I'm sure your boyfriend is pleased with your changes. Is he treating you well? I want to meet him, he sounds so sweet from the way you gush over him.”

“Oh my gosh, Mom! You can't just…” Emma was flustered. Her parents were so casual about the topic of sex and constantly made sexual remarks. “I don't know if he’ll be able to come over break.”

“Are you embarrassed about bringing your boyfriend home to two ex-porn stars? He won’t mind my boobs, women all over have similar sizes.”

“No, it's because of your boobs specifically,” Emma said bluntly.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Brittney asked, offended.

“Your implants. They're so old. Boobs should have some jiggle. Yours are weird, with how hard they are.” Emma spoke frankly. “I have to go, class is starting.”

“Oh, Ok. Bye Em, I love you.” Brittney said quietly.

She brought the phone away from her ear, only to find that Emma already ended the call. Dropping her phone into her canyon of cleavage, Brittney looked at herself in the mirror. Her shirt was stretched thin. Her two massive tanks of saline blocked her view of her stomach. She gave a few poses, cupping her breasts and giving herself a wink.

“Old? As if.” Brittney scoffed.

She was undeniably a bimbo turned milf. Her hand lingered on her boobs. She tried to give them a pinch only to find that her skin was stretched thin over the implants, as she couldn’t grab any. She then squeezed her boobs together. There was a slight compression, but Emma was right. Her boobs were rock hard and didn’t even jiggle when she let go.

“Ricky? Could you come here for a moment?” Brittney yelled out.

Footsteps made their way to the bedroom, where Richard opened the door. He found his wife posing in front of the mirror and found himself aroused. He never would have imagined he would have a fetish for back muscles, but seeing his wife’s back flex to hold the 40 pounds of implants she had, it made him hard every time. Her ass and hips were no joke either, but there was no competing with the modified and enhanced boobs.

Walking up to his wife, Richard hugged her from behind. He groped her boobs, causing her to smile. After a quick kiss, he raised an eyebrow as to why he was summoned.

“Do you like my implants?” Brittney asked innocently.

Richard's mind and body froze. There was never a moment that Brittney second guessed her implants. She told him that she would do anything to make her boobs the biggest. Likewise, there was nothing in the world that would make her downsize.

“I’m thinking of getting rid of them,” Brittney said while still rubbing them.

Richard wasn’t sure what was going on so he spoke objectively, “Your skin is stretched thin. If you take those out, you’ll have really saggy and flat boobs. I don’t think either of us want that.”

“Getting rid of isn’t the right term, then. I’m thinking of replacing them. They seem, I don't know, outdated?”

“Replace them with what?” Richard asked, intrigued and aroused.

ONE MONTH LATER

Richard went to open the door. Waiting on her porch was a young couple. They didn’t seem like salespeople, but they both looked like they worked at a gym. The woman’s face was turned, speaking to the man. She had long blonde hair tied in a ponytail. Richard wasn’t sure if she was dressed in workout gear or if that’s what women’s fashion was nowadays. But what he was sure of is that her pants emphasized her thick thighs and fat ass. Her crop top showed off her chiseled abs. The man had a familiar face but Richard couldn’t put his finger on it.

“Can I help you?” Richard asked politely.

“Dad, it's me,” the woman said, almost offended.

Richard’s eyes widened in shock. The last time he saw Emma was when they helped her move into her dorm. She was a skinny brunette that loved baggy sweaters. Emma was never fond of gym class, so seeing her as a bottom heavy gym bunny caught him off guard.

“Oh, Emma! I couldn’t recognize you with, um,” Richard needed to find an excuse quickly, “With your hair like that! You grew it out and dyed it. When did you go blonde?”

Emma was not impressed. She put her hands on her plump hips and pouted. Richard noted that the boyfriend’s eyes were glued to her jiggling ass as she shifted her weight.

“Mom never told you about my second puberty, did she?”

“No, she did not.” Richard said as he hung his head in defeat. “I’m guessing she forgot to tell me that you and Jack were coming as well?”

“It’s Jake,” the man spoke up.

Richard winced at his second mistake. He opened the door fully and simply let them in, not wanting to embarrass himself more.

“No, this is a surprise for Mom too. Where is she, anyway?” Emma said as she sauntered inside. Richard couldn’t help but notice that Emma changed how she walked to put more sway into her hips. Jake was obviously enjoying it.

“Upstairs. She’s either still in the shower or getting dressed. Go up and say hi.”

Emma went up the stairs, her yoga pants barely being able to contain her expanded curves. Her fat ass almost clapped with every step. Jake began to follow after her, or rather her jiggling booty, but Richard held him back.

“I know what it's like, women are sexy, but I have two rules.” Richard said sternly, holding up a finger. First rule is no tears. If you make my little girl cry, I’m kicking your ass. You understand?”

“Yes sir”

Richard held up another finger and continued, “Second rule is no babies. If you make her a mom before she graduates, I’m ripping your dick off. If you try to be a wise guy and make her waddle across the stage when she gets her diploma-”

“I understand.” Jake said, as he tried to put some distance between the two of them.

“WHAT. THE. FUCK!” Emma screamed from upstairs.

Quickly pulling in the boyfriend, Richard spoke in a faster and hushed tone, “Now that I have the intimidating dad stuff out of the way, let me tell you something. Emma is a lot like her mom. That’s a problem for us because they are both terrible at communicating. They mean well, but you need to learn how to figure out what they’re thinking and just agree with them. Arguing is not worth it with these ladies.”

Looking up, the men saw Emma fly down the stairs with a red face. A short sprint, even with the caboose she had, should not make her exhausted. Emma was clearly flustered and blushing.

“Dad! What did you let Mom do to herself?” Emma accused.

“Technically, she didn’t do anything. The staff at the store did the math and injections.”

After that phone call a month ago, Brittney decided to give into Maxi Corp. If they could make everybody have boobs as big as hers, imagine what they could do with her boobs. Brittney had a consultation and even paid commission for somebody to do the math for her. Her breasts were stretched tight from the implants, so her one rule was that her breasts could not sag. It took a week, but Maxi Corp was able to calculate the exact doses needed for Brittney to have her new dream tits.

The two college students looked up in awe while Richard looked on with smug approval. Brittney’s breasts now dwarfed her entire body. In fact, the trio could only see her head and shoulders. Brittney’s boobs were perfectly round and almost touched the floor. Her dress showed “little” cleavage, as her boobs were mostly covered. But there was still a yard of her breasts that could visibly be seen squeezed together. She held onto the rail and slowly descended the steps. Her breasts jiggled and shook the entire way down as she had to kick and feel for the next step.

As Brittney reached the bottom, Emma and Jake could take in all the changes. Brittany had taken out her implants and filled herself up on TittyMax until her skin was equally as tight. The change meant her tits were larger, heavier, and much softer. They were so big that Brittney had to take several doses of MaxiGrow and Muscle Max just to have the space and strength to carry them around. Brittney struggled to touch her nipples with her implants. Now, she couldn’t even see them.

“Jakey! Come give mommy a hug!” Brittney said with an eager smile.

Jake was frozen in place, a hormonal college student could only handle so much boob. Brittney simply engulfed Jake into her cleavage, resting her arms around his head.

“Mom!” Emma yelled, now red with anger.

She stomped her foot, making her booty and thighs jiggle. Richard hid his smile as for the first time, Jake’s eyes weren’t glued to his daughter’s posterior. Brittney fixed her hair and then turned to face her daughter.

“What’s the matter Em? I thought you said boobs should have some jiggle.” Brittney said as she swayed side to side, the only way she could jiggle her breasts while staying in place.

As her mother walked towards her, Emma had to look up. Brittney now stood seven feet tall, but nobody ever noticed from far away. Emma gulped, she could never recall a time her mother seemed mad or upset.

“Like mother, like daughter. You get horny when you're upset. How else would I come up with the idea to get tits like these?” Brittney spoke bluntly. “Go take your boy toy upstairs, I am not walking up those again. There's some Maxi samplers on the nightstand.”

Emma was mad that her mother was right. She needed Jake to fuck this frustration out of her. With a grunt, she turned and stormed off, grabbing her boyfriend's hand and leading him to the stairs. The couple ran up the stairs, Emma’s cheeks clapped together as Jake eagerly pinched and groped them.

“Meeting my parents isn’t going to be anywhere as fun as this,” Jake retorted as pull Emma’s pants down to give it a good smack.

“Shut up and fuck me.” Emma said as she swallowed various pills from the bottles on the nightstand.

Downstairs, Brittney and Richard gave each other a suggestive look. The couple didn’t have to lean over the counter or move to the couch, Brittney’s tits were a makeshift water bed. Opening her dress and standing inside her cleavage, Richard began to make out with his wife. Brittney’s boobs began to ripple as the tit job enveloped Richard’s whole body.

#breast expansion #ass expansion #Maxi corp

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captain-natey · 2 years

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I decided to share my Sims of Levi and Petra (´･ω･)(･ω･`)

You can download them here!

Instruction:

Enable CC and Mods in Game Options.

Download zip files from the drive.

Unzip folder and move all .package and .ts4script files from Mods folder to your game's Mods folder. The rest (starting with "Ox...") in Tray folder of your game.

Double check that tray files are placed in the Tray folder and not in the Mods folder.

To find them on the Gallery, click My Library and be sure to check Advanced Options > Include Custom Content.

Load up your game and have fun!

#rivetra #the sims 4 #sims 4 #levi x petra #levi ackerman #petra ral #rivapet #s corps tattoo parlor #sim tray #download #ts4 maxis cc

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savage-kult-of-gorthaur · 1 year

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"SINESTRO IS WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO HAL JORDAN IF HE IS NOT KEPT IN CHECK."

PIC INFO: Spotlight on a character profile of Sinestro, from Bruce Wayne's private files in the Batcomputer, from the pages of "Justice" Vol. 1 #11. June, 2007. DC Comics. Artwork by Alex Ross.

"Sinestro is what will happen to Hal Jordan if he is not kept in check. Power corrupts. And these Green Lantern rings seem to be the closest any of us could have to absolute power. Sinestro was chosen by the Green Lantern Corps to police the specified region of his home planet. He was judged to be fearless.

But over time, the power of the ring changed him. Sinestro began to rule and abuse the world's he was charged to protect. The Guardians stopped him. They took away his ring. In their desire to teach him a lesson, they banished him to a world of terrible cruelty and despotism. But for someone like Sinestro, it was like coming home. The race that lived in that placed hated the Guardians and their intergalatic police force. They created a weapon for Sinestro, one not without its own brand of irony. They gave him a ring that operated exactly like those of the Green Lantern Corps. Except his ring did not rely upon power from the central Green Lantern Corps battery. And it was capable of breaking through any form generated by a Green Lantern ring.

It is more than a desire for revenge against the Green Lantern Corps that has caused Sinestro to especially hate and strike at Hal Jordan. It is far more personal. Jordan was not corrupted by the ring as Sinestro was. Jordan was hailed as the greatest Green Lantern of them all. So, despite having a superior power ring, a weakness is revealed: Sinestro's pride."

-- BATMAN, from Bruce Wayne's private files in the Batcomputer (script by Jim Krueger & Alex Ross)

Source: https://dc.fandom.com/wiki/Sinestro_(Justice).

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homomenhommes · 2 months

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saga: SOUMISSION / DOMINATION 117

Mardi, Marc à sa journée.

Nous passons la matinée au lit entre caresses, mamours et somnolence. Trop bon !!

Au déjeuner, nous discutons du comportement d'Emma. Je lui dis que j'ai l'impression d'être un mélange d'amant, escort-boy et du fils qu'elle n'a pas eu. Il est d'accord avec moi et ajoute que je ne me suis pas trompé vu la fortune de ma nouvelle " mère ". Je ne me vexe pas car je n'ai pas été la chercher et puis il n'est pas dit que cela dure des années ;encore. Je serais peu être un jour remplacé.

Jimmy débarque tout prêt à 14h. Je lui fais confiance et nous partons aussitôt pour sa prestation. Heureusement le mec chez qui on va est plutôt du genre expéditif. Nous serons de retour dans 2 heures trajets compris. Quand il s'est déshabillé, j'ai pu constater qu'effectivement il s'était bien préparé, son trou arborant le pied d'un plug. Pas de fioriture avec ce client. On arrive, il bande dès que Jimmy est nu. Ce dernier s'installe la tête au fond du canapé, à genoux sur le bord, les fesses en l'air. Le mec le dé-plug et s'enfonce direct dans son cul. 1/4 d'heure à 1/2 heure après, le mec a rempli sa kpote et j'attends Jimmy qui a quand même droit à une douche. Avec ce mec, la séance dure maxi 3/4 d'heure. Heureusement que nous sommes au forfait et pas à l'heure !

Retour à la maison en milieu d'après midi.

Comme j'ai installé mon bureau dans le sien, nous travaillons ensemble, Marc et moi, chacun de son coté, jusqu'en début de soirée.

Nous descendons à la salle de muscu nous détendre. Une heure et demie après, nous sommes fatigués. Sous les douches, après nous être lavés, ;nous nous massons, caressons respectivement nos muscles rebondis par les exercices. Après nous être séchés, nous nous hydratons la peau. A la fin, nous bandons tous les deux. Nous glissons sur les tatamis pour nous embrasser et continuer nos caresses. Doucement, je le pousse sur le dos. A genoux à ses cotés, j'explore son corps avec ma bouche. De son visage, je glisse sur son torse, embrasse ses épaules, lèche ses pecs puis suce ses tétons. Ils gonflent sous ma langue. Je les quitte pour descendre plus bas. Le nombril me distrait quelques minutes mais pas plus, pas très érogène comme zone ! De plus son gland gène son accès dès qu'il bande un tant soit peu, ce qui est le cas. Donc pas de déplacement pour attaquer le morceau. La joue posée sur ses abdos, je travaille son gland et uniquement lui. Léchages, mordillements, succions, je ne cesse de l'exciter que lorsque Marc est sur le point de jouir. Puis je recommence dès que la pression est retombée. Il finit par ne plus tenir et poussant sur ma tête, enfonce sa bite dans ma gorge jusqu'à ce que mes dents entourent sa base. Il m'étouffe mais je crois que j'aime ça ! Il me relâche avant que réellement je manque d'oxygène mais c'est pour se mettre à " m'enculer " la bouche à grands coups de reins. Je laisse faire, je sais qu'il va bientôt s'arrêter de lui même avant de juter. Enfin la pause, mais uniquement pour ma gorge, mon cul, lui, prend la relève et, les épaules au sol, le cul relevé, je me fais saillir comme une chienne. J'aime ses coups de reins possessifs, sa façon qu'il a de me démonter la rondelle (façon qui m'excite autant que de me faire défoncer par une bite de 25cm !). Il le sait parfaitement. Il a su dès la première fois me faire jouir dix fois plus fort qu'avec une meuf. Il s'arrête soudain pour de dire d'aller sur le sling et reprend son enculage alors que les pieds coincés dans les supports j'écarte mon cul comme une salope. Ses mains sur mes pecs, triturent mes tétons. Quand il se couche pour me rouler une pelle, il m'écrase les couilles et la bite, renforçant l'excitation. C'est moi qui le premier cède et j'explose entre nos deux corps. Mon sperme tartine nos abdos. Il se redresse, empoigne mes cuisses et augmente la cadence jusqu'à me juter dedans puis ajoute ses dernières giclées aux miennes avant de revenir les étaler en se recouchant sur moi. Un patin d'1/4 d'heure plus tard, nous sommes retournés nous doucher !

Vraiment trop bon mon mec ! Juste un jock sur le sexe nous sommes remontés diner. Pendant que Marc cuisine, je passe voir Jimmy. Il me demande si nos retrouvailles se sont bien passées. Je lui demande si il a diné et de me faire voir son travail. Il me demande si nous avons besoin de lui ce soir. Sa main sur mon jock me fait bander. Du coup je le ramène à la maison. Marc m'interroge du regard, je lui dis que Jimmy avait envie de nous faire plaisir ce soir. Marc lui demande comment. Aussitôt Jimmy se place à genoux devant lui et suce son paquet. Marc, rapidement bande. Jimmy détrempe les mailles de la poche à faire durcir Marc. Sa bite distend le tissus élastique alors seulement, Jimmy écarte le bord pour libérer la " bête ". Je remarque que Jimmy utilise tout son savoir faire et pipe Marc comme un pro. Va falloir que je surveille ça de près, faudrait pas qu'il pique mon homme !! Du coup je m'approche d'eux et roule un patin à Marc. Sa langue me transmet toute l'excitation que lui procure Jimmy. Il finit par ne plus tenir et Jimmy en travers de la table se fait enculer par les 22cm de Marc quand moi je lui cloue le bec en enfonçant bien mon gland dans sa gorge. Au dessus de lui nous continuons notre pelle. J'adore faire l'amour à Marc par ptit mec interposé. Moi aussi j'ai envie d'une queue dans le cul ! Je me détourne de la bouche de Jimmy et demande à Marc de m'intercaler. Il décule et je m'engouffre dans la place libérée. Jimmy serre son anus et moule ma bite au plus près. Bien éduqué ce petit ! (lol) Marc ne met pas longtemps avant de me sodomiser. Je me détends un maximum et il m'enfile jusqu'aux couilles. Je suis le seul en mouvement, ma bascule alternant entrée dans Jimmy / sortie de Marc de mon cul avec l'inverse. Trop bon, c'est moi qui gère l'excitation du trio. Si j'accélère ou si je serre mon cul, j'augmente le pression.

Nous finissons dans cette position, je me fais doser par Marc et je jute au fond de Jimmy. Lui se répand sur son ventre.

Une fois ce dernier reparti à l'appart, j'ai de nouveau mon Marc pour moi tout seul. Les absences répétées pour son taf, nous font apprécier encore plus les moments que nous avons ensemble (même si chacun de notre coté nous ne nous ennuyons pas). Du coup nous ne nous attardons pas et rejoignons notre chambre pour nous câliner.

Mercredi,

Je vais chercher Ed, quand je sonne à la porte, ça s'ouvre aussitôt sur son jeune frère. Je reste dehors, Ed me rejoint rapidement. Nous allons chez un des nouveaux clients.

Le mec est petit, rondouillard mais arbore une bite de plus de 25cm x 6 qu'il sait très bien utiliser à 100%. C'est un doux avec qui tout se passe calmement, délicatement. Ce qui ne veut pas dire que mon poulain a le choix. Le mec sait ce qu'il veut et il l'obtient (d'autant plus qu'il paye pour cela !). Il se fait sucer pour bien bander et n'oublie pas d'aller vérifier la gorge d'Ed en s'enfonçant jusqu'aux couilles. Et comme il aime bien la sensation, il vérifie plusieurs fois. Ed est maintenant rodé et sait parfaitement régler sa respiration pour ne pas s'étouffer. Il maitrise aussi ses réflexes et n'essaye plus de régurgiter involontairement le gland qui l'envahi. Je le vois même aller de lui même ingurgiter le gros gland du mec. Bon petit ! Pendant la pipe il s'occupe du trou d'Ed. C'est un perfectionniste et il passe pas mal de temps à le préparer. Gel, doigt, gel, doigts, jusqu'à réussir à lui en mettre 4 de sa petite main droite. Il fait cela si bien qu'Ed vient tous seul se tortiller le cul dessus. Il commence à bien prendre le pli et devient accro à la bite de mec. D'accord, il m'a avoué avoir phantasmé sur les bites des étalons de son club d'équitation, et de celle non moins grosse qui déformait le jeans d'un certain Lad. Je n'ai fait que mettre à jour sa face pute/soumis qui sommeillait au fond de lui. Quand notre client le sent prêt, il lui demande de se mettre à 4 pattes. Avec son ventre proéminent, c'est la seule position qui lui permet d'enfoncer totalement sa queue au fond de son cul. Avec Jimmy, ce dernier étant beaucoup plus souple qu'Ed, il peu le prendre de face, Jimmy écartant les jambes quasi en grand écart.

Quand il est dans un cul, il aime prendre son temps. Il s'enfonce tout doucement, si lentement que parfois Ed ou Jimmy donnent des coups de cul pour que ça rentre plus vite ! Mais il maitrise et encule sa pute à la vitesse qu'il désire. Avec lui nous en avons pour l'après midi entière. Ce qu'il aime aussi c'est après un moment, déculer et revenir masser le trou examinant les parois internes en écartant l'anus avec ses deux mains. Les premières fois cela fait bizarre de le voir mater pendant 1/4 à 1/2 heure le trou qu'il vient d'élargir, mais après tout c'est son trip ! et au moins celui là est sans danger. Après cela il le ré-encule jusqu'à la jouissance. Pendant la douche de mon toy boy, nous discutons toujours un peu. C'est comme cela que j'ai deviné qu'il était avocat. Au retour, j'arrête la moto dans un chemin pour enculer Ed à mon tour. Pendant les séances de toute façon je bande continuellement. Si je ne veux pas avoir mal aux couilles pendant des heures, il faut bien que je les vide ! Et c'est meilleur dans un cul ou une bouche que dans ma main ! Sans même retirer nos casques, je baisse son jeans et ouvre ma combi juste le nécessaire pour sortir mon service trois pièces et l'enculer plié en travers de la selle. En général c'est rapide, un peu brusque mais trop bon ! En plus le risque d'être surpris renforce l'excitation. Et nous prenons tous les deux un grand plaisir à cette situation. Je le lâche devant chez lui et rentre direct à la maison.

JARDINIER

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royal-confessions · 1 year

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“Queen Letizia looked so pretty at the Diplomatic Corps Reception. That Pink Chiffon Maxi Skirt 💕 😍 Maxi Skirts, for me, are a fashion must have, because maxi skirts are pretty, flowy and comfy. Comfort and Style are both essential to me.” - Submitted by Anonymous

#Queen Letizia

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torterragarden · 7 months

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hi beloved mutual i challenge you to give us your top five or so pokemon ships, and explain why you like them in as little words as possible (and also explain their shipnames if they’re not super obvious to get)

Idk what's gonna be harder, explaining ship names I don't fully understand myself or "in as little words as possible"

Also I can't really order these so I won't ✌

Surveyshipping - Cyllene and Laventon are both in the Survey Corps, pretty obvious ship name. Anyway I really love both characters and I think the idea of them together is very cute, classic girl boss and male wife dynamic

Hardenshipping - uuuh this is called that because when magma is cooled by water it hardens or something. Idk I never liked this ship name but it is what it is. Anyway what can I even say about Maxie and Archie they are THE disaster couple their divorce arc almost destroys the region. No one is doing like them fr

Moonlilyshipping - Moon because Selene means moon and also Pokemon Moon I guess, and lily because Lillie. It's a cute name. Anyway these two make me insane, they are the heart of the Alola games. It's the way Selene spends most of the game protecting Lillie and Nebby and the way Lillie is inspired by Selene's bravery and the way they save Nebby and confront Lusamine together at the end and the way they sneak away to be alone at Selene's party and the way after everything they've been through they have to say goodbye at the end. God.

Postwickshipping - Gloria and Hop are both from Postwick so sure fine. They're also the heart of their games in my onion I love Hop's arc I love the bittersweetness of him losing his dream to his bestie/rival but then realizing that was never a good fit for him anyway since he was just trying to be like his brother rather than thinking about what he actually wants and I really like how Hop and Gloria grow together throughout the game they're really cute and I love them

Namelessshipping - uum, so I think one is because while Red and Blue were given official names in the og games you could also name them whatever you wanted? But anyway come on they are the original protag/rival ship and meeting them again in Alola while they're on their honeymoon is an incredible experience I'm so happy for them

#i could have brought up a few more but i'll spare everyone #thanks beloved mutual this was fun to do while bored at work!#*that one ask dam sent me ages ago glares at me from the corner where it is gathering dust* anyway #(i prommy i'll get to it one day dam lmao there's just so many options and i'm deranged)#ask #asideofkimchi

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pikminapplebloom-gaming · 7 months

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ACNH lookbook: different types of goth

Corp Goth/Job interview Goth

Pinstripe vest: MO-K53S-P033-H8YV

Widow’s Peak Bangs: MO-FVW6-C3SY-213L

Nerdy goth/goths who play Luigi’s mansion and think Wyrd Sisters has better writing than Harry Potter

Boo Hoodie: MO-XYML-PC5R-2SRY

Victorian Goth/Goth outfits that can be worn while doing cartomancy with an imported Hanafuda deck

Victorian goth puff sleeve blouse and Dark maxi skirt

MO-QDGG-N259-XK4D

Hippie goth/Goths that are calm but will curb stomp an oil ceo

Loose top and Maxi skirt combo

MO-MYGT-CQ5S-4YNH

Trad goth/Batcave

Goth zipper dress

MO-9R6V-WD82-VF1D

Rivethead/ not goth but industrial

Rivethead Jacket:

MO-HB4N-8PMV-3YDB

Perky Goth/Goth with neon hues

Perky Goth Hoodie

MO-3RJL-J7TH-JCYN

Stickers

MO-H4F4-6TMB-MXD2

Pastel goth/thing that was on tumblr 10-ish years ago

Pastel Goth Sweater

MO-HKON-85BL-1DKD

Sideswept bangs

MO-XCDV-PMYX-TBKD

Mall goth/what a teen with an employee discount at hot topic would wear

Korn logo tee

MO-VDLF-2MWH-5NC6

Other makeups used:

Eyeliner tears:

MO-1373-476T-9VBL

Eyebrow piercing

MO-TWPJ-KMND-QQWG

Special thanks to trellia on DA for research!

#acnh #ACNH lookbook #goth #animal crossing #ACNH codes #ACNH clothing

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themyscirah · 4 months

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For the Ask Game: ✍️!!

Okay homies I am going to be so real with you. It is 2am and I need to wake up early but who cares bc I forgot about this ask SO. top 5 (order not concrete) comic series I would write if I could

Number one. Green Lantern Corps. I looovveee the lanterns and want control over their lives like a puppetmaster. It would be so fun and I think everyone would have a great time. I would specifically want the corps book so I could focus on multiple characters, especially my less popular faves. This book in my mind wouldn't run alongside a Green Lantern ongoing title (GLC would be the ongoing) but rather some minis/maxis w gl characters I wouldn't be writing/in the main book like hal

SUI SQUAD SWISHY STYLE PLEASEEEEEEE ! Guys I could make it happen so bad. It would be a glorious thing to behold my masterpiece etc etc. I would need like 3k more words and a bit more thought to fully outline my vision but guys. Guys. The Amanda Waller tragic villainy spiral is everything to me. I am not going to go into it but there would be a lot of stuff to do with perception and how different characters see things/each other as well as politics. Oh my GOD so much politics. Internal with Dr Waller and her eternal power struggles in the govt and also w intl pol issues both used in the same way as the og for missions etc but ALSO in a deconstruction and examination of American imperialism and interventionism and all the isms present in the og and black ops in general and just guys. I could slay this istg. I may just be a freshman but I am I poli sci/intl pol major I would do this so HARD. maybe change the numbers between 1 and 2 actually this is fire

My star wars book focused on tattooine and moments in the lives of its residents, both notable and not. Idk if this is something I would want to do solo or an urban legends anthology style thing with multiple creators etc but yeah 👍 show me ppl on the hell planet going through it but being brave or kind or clever anyways despite the Horrors

Hmmmm gonna go with my bleez mini idea here just because thats one I thought about a good bit. Also bc I could fix her (the red lantern corps). Not bleez though. Could not fix her but I'd make it a bit better and more narratively compelling. This book would be nicknamed Fuck You Atrocitus if it really existed

I do NOT know enough to write this book and would need to read at LEAST (not kidding) like 500 issues before I felt at all comfortable writing this but like. Tom king is doing a shitty job right now and I could do a better Wonder Woman. So like yeah 👍

Aaaanyways these are my top 5 comics I would like to write (I think). Lots of variance in how much I've thought about them from having the whole thing plotted (bleez), to scattered plot elements (GLC), to the first arc beginning to plot itself as I write this post (Sui squad) to uhhhhh *crickets* (wondy) so yeehaw. Detective comics comics these ideas could be all yours for the low low price of whatever writers are paid

Work fast bc this deal is a limited time offer

#blah #answered #i. eed go sleep nowm bye #👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍

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maxicorp · 1 year

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Maxiverse Product Reviews #1

Date Reviewed: 9/13/20

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐/5

Does BootyMax work? Hell yes! Just look at me, I'm dummy thicc! My husband can't get enough of my ass now. I was worried with all these girls getting their second puberty but thanks to BootyMax I can safely say the playing field has been leveled in my favor. After all, all of us women know a big fat ass is where it's at!

#bootymax #maxicorp #maxi corp #thick #thicc #maxiverse #maxiverseproductreviews #Maxiverse Product Reviews

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rockheadcd · 9 months

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@vanillahub asked: 03, 04, 05 for steven! / tarot muse questions ( thank you! ) | accepting.

03. the empress : does your muse have parental / nurturing figures in their life ? how do they impact them ?

steven’s strongest nurturing figure is mister joseph himself—that man settled the framework for the way in which steven has looked at anything living and nonliving throughout his life. potential. uniqueness. innovation. steven’s love for stones and technology start and stop at his father. even in his hectic schedule of ceo for devon, he has never held back on steven’s freedoms, and in fact, has ushered him to being a free-roaming spirit, to live different experiences, to find things to love and to loathe, things to improve and things that could break. keeping steven cooped up in rustboro wouldn’t have helped either of them, with steven being capable and so interested in the world around him.

i tend to assume joseph is as caring as he can be as someone who leads hoenn’s most well-known tech companies ( arguably, devon’s name is an international powerhouse, given it’s excessive use during masters 8 ). half of that is really just because the stone family can live comfortably where he doesn’t need to worry about how to make steven happy, but just what can make steven happy. not that steven’s mother would be any less impactful ( or even a negative impact, really ), but joseph may be the stronger of the two purely from being the one to let steven flourish and learn all he can about people and ‘mons and how to make both kinds of lives better.

steven really took that kind of outlook at ran with it, considering how much he tends to dote over fresh faces that pique his interest. the only way sure way, as far as he knows, to make the world better than how one leaves it, is by giving others the same kind of opportunities he has.

04. the emperor : how much respect does your muse have for authority ? why is this ?

authority is a strange concept for him as it comes in several flavors, in which not all were for the better good of the whole. take for instance, team aqua and team magma. he respects maxie and archie for their beliefs, but he does not respect their perceived authority as it dangers far too many people. their development of technology is, admittedly, impressive to him, but if they told him to run out and get them an upside-down macchiato, he’d laugh. he’s come to realize that vigilante justice ranks a little higher than grandfathered, traditional authority, especially when it comes to sparking change in a city, a region, even the world. often, steven finds himself inadvertently dodging authority ( or rather, the status quo of things ) to follow through with his own ideas when something isn’t correct in his eyes.

in the end, i think it boils down to just “be the change you want to see”. sometimes that change directly opposes authority, but he doesn’t particularly hold a love for it.

yet he’s one of hoenn’s highest battle authorities alongside the e4 and all of the battle frontier brains, by definition. he doesn’t particularly act like it, though, despite what folks may believe a champion to be. he wanted to test his strength and he wanted to see all kinds of new faces and test their mettle. but does he use that authority as champion very much? not really. he’s not the one that announces he’s one of hoenn’s champions. it’s usually the other party kekw.

05. the hierophant : what are your muse’s morals / ethics ? do they follow their moral code strictly ?

this ties into the previous question as well! he’s always trying to do what’s best. he wants to better something and he knows he has the means to do it. in the grand scheme of things, he’s just.. very idealistic in that regard, and the actual criteria of being able to “make things better” is infinite, and rather easy to mess up. he can’t hold himself one to one with that when he knows exactly what devon corp has done in the name of a better world. so, in all, although his morals are aligned in the good section, his ethics are more flexible. he is not above making a mess, and he can live with playing the judge of fate in those rare times that he has to make some risky decisions. it weighs on him, often at times, and he eventually resolves himself with one decision or another. it all really depends. he tries to follow his moral code but sometimes sacrifices just have to be made.

#vanillahub #🌙 ━ / asks.#💎 ━ 𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗌𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗓𝖾. / steven hc.

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Rating: T

Summary: "Maintain top quality. Give up your sanity." -Sea Mauville's slogans for a cheerful and fun workplace // Groudon and Kyogre are calmed, and Archie retreats to the last place anyone would think to find him. He doesn't expect Maxie to have the same idea—or to be coping with failure even worse.

Word Count: 3450

(Please heed the warnings, this one might be too heavy for some people.)

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“Shhh, girl, it’s alright.” Archie patted Sharpay’s side as she slowed.

The Sharpedo gave a low rumble, but wouldn’t swim closer to the half-sunken building. Archie couldn’t blame her. Last time Sharpy had been this close to Sea Mauville, his unit leader had knocked her out and threatened to chop off her fins for Archie’s mutiny.

“None of those punks are gonna be here anymore, Sharpy,” he whispered, but slid off of her back and into the cold midnight sea. “I won’t let ‘em hurt you ever again.”

“Grarooough,” Sharpay growled, trying to nudge him away from the looming structure.

Maybe he should have listened to her. But Sea Mauville was the one place that Interpol would never expect him to go back to—and even if they did, he knew this hellhole inside and out. He could play hide and seek with Interpol’s goons until they ran out of air.

“Alright. Yer gonna have to get used to this new base before too long, though.”

He unclipped Sharpay’s pokeball from his waist and let her inside. Then it was just him, the sea… and the place that had haunted his nightmares for the past ten years.

“Welp. Best take my own advice,” he muttered, swimming towards the crooked roof.

No one else should be stupid enough to wander around Sea Mauville this time of night. He had his Crobat, Blueberry, fly a quick recon before he climbed aboard, though.

He fed Blueberry a pink pokeblock, holding her close to his chest. Not like there were any grunts to act tough for around here.

He’d probably never see his loyal crew again. His friends. Matt and Shelley…

At least they’d be safe, without him. The little scamp would speak up for how they’d tried to stop Archie in the end.

“Enough lollygaggin’, eh?” He forced a grin, scratching Blueberry’s head. She let out a low chirp. “Yeah, I thought so.”

She fluttered out of his arms as he crossed the roof, finally taking the plunge into Sea Mauville’s interior.

“Arceus,” he cursed.

The poster of company slogans still hung right next to the entrance.

01. Say good morning very loudly.

02. Don't bring Pokémon to your workplace.

03. Always arrive on time. Always stay late.

04. Lay your life on the line in safety checks.

05. Take joint responsibility for teamwork.

06. Obey your superior's orders absolutely.

07. Maintain top quality. Give up your sanity.

08. Worship and praise the founder.

09. Don't expect time off before you retire.

10. No need to think. Just work unceasingly.

He didn’t need to read them. There wasn’t enough water in the world to wash those mantras from his mind.

“Can’t believe no one bothered to hide how messed up this place was.” His fists clenched. If it wouldn’t tip off the phony “conservationists” who worked here, he would’ve torn the poster down.

No one saw a point in protesting against Sea Mauville and Greater Mauville Holdings. They were dead. Disbanded. Bankrupt. Whatever you wanted to call it.

No one was supposed to know that they’d been folded into Devon Corp., continuing their sinister projects under a cleaner name.

“Maybe Interpol won’t catch me, but my blood pressure’s gonna be through the roof,” he muttered. As if that weren’t the least of his worries.

Suddenly, Blueberry zipped towards starboard, over the crates and holes blocking off the hall.

“Hey!” Archie called out, but immediately shut his mouth. There was no telling what had set her off. The safest bet was to follow first, and ask questions later.

Leaping over the broken floor, he chased his Crobat down the hall. Tiles groaned beneath his feet, and he bit back a curse as one gave way entirely.

Lay your life on the line in safety checks.

He grimaced, tugging his shoe free but activating its flipper extension by accident.

“Arceus-cursed deathtrap,” he muttered, flop-flop-flopping his way after Blueberry. The end of the hall slanted into the ocean; he might as well be prepared to dive.

But Blueberry wasn’t circling over the water. She slammed her body against the far right door.

Don’t bring Pokemon to your workplace.

Archie shivered. Blast it, he wasn’t supposed to be getting seasick over a few bad memories. He was only going to make worse memories if he didn’t keep his sea legs.

Slam. Slam. Blueberry crashed through, and Archie stumbled into the room behind her. Though he didn’t know how they were going to hide in a room with a broken door—

He froze. They weren’t the only ones hiding.

“Maxie?”

Of course it was him. Maxie was the only man in the world who could be as stupid as Archie. His red coat was still bleached pink from the heat of Groudon’s awakening.

Take joint responsibility for teamwork.

Maxie looked up with a jolt. A tiny bottle, familiar and vile, clinked in his trembling hand.

Then Blueberry plowed straight into his chest.

“Blueberry!” Archie gaped, running to catch Maxie before he could crumple to the unstable floor. Archie nearly slipped on the other empty, discarded bottles that littered the ground.

“What—what on earth are y-you—” Maxie tried to say, but his chattering teeth shredded any remaining words. With that much Devon Energy Elixir™ in his system, it was a miracle he could speak at all.

“Same’s you, I bet. ‘Cept I’m not trying to get myself killed.” Archie grunted as he lifted Maxie from beneath his knees, bridal style.

He was too light. Had he forgotten how to eat while chasing after Groudon? Surely he hadn’t been living off these energy elixirs before today. Not after how hard he’d worked to quit them the first time.

“Blueberry. You remember what to do, yeah?”

She screeched in reply, fluttering over Maxie’s jittering form. Blast, this was the worst Archie had ever seen him. Even the night before Archie jumped ship from Sea Mauville, Maxie hadn’t drunk so much of the poison.

Of course, Archie hadn’t been around to see him after that, but it wasn’t hard to guess what happened. Maxie must have worked himself deeper and deeper into the ground. And without Archie, he would’ve had no one but the drink to turn to.

“C’mon, Maxie-boy.” He shook him gently. “You know the drill too.”

Obey your superior's orders absolutely.

“Unless you want to have a week-long cruise on Panic Attack Ocean,” he added.

Maxie’s snort turned into a cough. “S-still with the—idiotic s-sea metaphors.”

“Made ya smile, though.” Archie gave a tight grin. Maxie’s smile was more like a grimace, but that was about as close as Maxie got to smiling on a good day.

Today wasn’t a good day. There weren’t good days in Sea Mauville.

With a hissing sigh, Maxie extended his arm, his coat sleeve riding up. Blueberry’s fangs carefully sunk into the exposed veins of his wrist. She hadn’t drawn out poison like this since she was a tiny Zubat, but Maxie probably couldn't feel the difference in fang size at the moment.

When Blueberry finished leeching out the elixir, that was a different story. Maxie let out a hiss of pain, his free hand rushing to cover the puncture marks. They weren’t bleeding. Blueberry was a professional.

“Good girl.” Archie let out a shaky breath of relief. “I’ll have a nice oran berry for you soon as we get this landlubber anchored.”

“Idiotic…” Maxie groaned.

Archie savored the insult. A rude Maxie was an alive Maxie.

“Yeah, yeah, you’re welcome. You coherent enough to use a rebreather?”

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“I’m not your pokemon. I can feed myself,” Maxie grumbled from where he lay on the barrack’s least-molded mattress. His Camerupt, Igneous, sprawled beneath the cot. His warmth was drying the sodden coat that hung from the cot’s metal frame, as well as the waterlogged pair of boots beside it. Maxie looked smaller than ever without the bulky outer clothes.

“Whatever you say, Maxie-boy.” Archie placed the pecha berry in Maxie’s shaking hand.

He pretended not to notice when Maxie missed his mouth before managing a bite. Instead he scratched Blueberry’s head and tried to tune out of the flood of memories brought back by this personal hell.

Always arrive on time. Always stay late.

Archie had spent too many late nights and early mornings in this cabin. He’d only been a grunt—not worthy of one of the superiors’ private rooms. Rank didn’t matter now, of course. He could’ve picked any of Sea Mauville’s rooms to hide out in, but this one happened to be the most secluded, with the least damage to the wiring and plumbing. One dim bulb flickered fitfully above them, so low Archie’s head nearly brushed it when he stood.

“You ever teach that Leech Life trick to Tecton?” Archie asked, plopping down perpendicular to Maxie at the foot of the cot. The metal frame groaned, but thankfully held.

“...Yes,” Maxie replied quietly.

Archie blinked. “Wait, really?”

Tecton was Maxie’s Crobat, hatched from the same clutch as Blueberry. Hopefully Maxie had brought the pokemon with him. Blueberry would be thrilled to see her brother again.

“It would have been irresponsible not to,” Maxie muttered. “Especially once your pokemon were no longer available.”

Blueberry fluttered onto Archie’s lap, as if realizing she was the subject of the conversation.

“You could’ve come with me,” he tried not to snap. “You should’ve come with me.”

Instead, Maxie had tried to fix Sea Mauville from the inside out. They could all see how well that ended up.

“If I had,” Maxie replied calmly, “we’d likely all be dead by now.”

Archie released a breath through gritted teeth. Maxie was the most insufferable when he had a point. With his booksmarts, Team Aqua would’ve raised Kyogre years ago. And, yeah, they’d all be dead.

Years ago, Archie had wanted everyone dead. This skeleton of a shipwreck only rekindled that feeling. This was a place where people had wrung each other dry, sucked the life out of innocent pokemon, bottled ‘em up and use ‘em as fuel for even more carnage… all to line some billionaire’s pockets. It was madness.

Maintain top quality. Give up your sanity.

The little scamp was the only one who’d been able to give him some of that sanity back. Her, and the consequences of his own actions. Seeing his own crew terrified before the storm and the sun. He couldn’t let them die, not even for the sake of pokemon. He loved them too much.

“Being dead nearly seems better than being back here, doesn’t it…” Maxie murmured, frighteningly close to Archie’s own thoughts.

“Why did you come back here?” he asked.

Maxie raised an eyebrow. “You said it yourself. ‘Same as you,’ correct?”

“Yeah, but I’m a moron. You were supposed to be smarter than that.”

“And yet I’m the one who had to be drained of self-inflicted poison,” Maxie deadpanned. “No. We have always been equals, in both intellect and resolve. In our blindness…”

Archie’s brow furrowed. Seemed like Maxie’s arrogance could change as quickly as the tides, now. It would’ve been more reassuring to hear him go on about his greatness.

“So we’re both morons.”

Archie leaned back on his palms as Blueberry grew tired of scratches. Beneath his bare hands, the bed sheets were uncomfortably warm. Iggy was doing his job well.

“Guess it’s no surprise we both ended up back on this old rustbucket,” Archie mumbled.

“It has electricity and running water, and no one will think to find the Team Magma leader in the ocean. It was the most practical option.” Maxie pointed out. Always the devil’s advocate, even when they technically agreed.

“And the Seviper extract was just a bonus, right?”

Maxie grimaced, and Archie felt an unusual pang of regret. Both their egos had suffered enough bruising. There was no need to rub salt in the wound.

“A weakness. One I should have calculated for.” Maxie squeezed a fistfull of the bed sheets. “Do you. Perhaps. Have any more pecha berries?”

“Course I do, you old fool.”

Archie dug one out of his pocket and tossed it to Maxie. His hands barely shook as he caught it, this time.

“I don’t suppose you ever wash these.”

Archie laughed and slid another berry under the cot. Iggy deserved a treat, too.

“Are you ever gonna straighten out your priorities, Maxie-boy?”

Maxie took a bite of the berry. Pink juice dribbled down his chin, with no attempt to clean it. Another change from the Maxie Archie remembered.

“I hope so,” Maxie replied in an unexpected bout of sincerity. “I truly hope so.”

What was Archie supposed to say to that?

He called a tired Blueberry back into her pokeball. The silence felt even thicker without her, but it would look stupid to let her back out now.

“I don’t know where to begin,” Maxie said quietly, staring up at the low ceiling. His trembling hands folded over his stomach. “Groudon was my redemption. My everything.”

“Aye.” Archie sighed. It would be redundant to say he knew the feeling.

“Courtney and Tabitha will have Interpol drop my charges eventually,” he continued, as if to himself. “And then I will have to face a world where I failed.”

Archie’s brow furrowed. “You expect ‘em to let you off the hook?”

“Of course. With Team Magma’s finances and history of generous charitable donations, in addition to May’s support, it’s only a matter of time.”

Team Aqua didn’t have that kind of clout. Their style was more direct action—like sinking Sea Mauville back in the day. Archie expected to be on the run… well, indefinitely. Shelley could probably scrounge him up a fake ID, if she ever forgave him for taking off.

If he was ever brave enough to come crawling back, after what he’d done.

“I must have a new plan ready when I return,” Maxie murmured. “Something to atone for all of this… if such an atonement is even possible.”

Archie shook his head. Maxie and his priorities. Worrying about morality while fully convinced he’d be pardoned legally.

“Maybe you should worry about surviving yourself, first,” he said.

Surprisingly, Maxie chuckled. “How did anyone think I was smarter than you?”

“I dunno. Probably your nerd glasses.” Archie smirked.

“Probably.” Maxie nodded with mock seriousness.

Blast. When was the last time Maxie had agreed with him? It brought back even more memories of this place—not all of them awful. Singing crude parodies of the company song when their unit leaders weren't around. Watching the sunrise over the sea. Dreaming of how they'd change the world when they got out from under Mauville's thumb.

Back then, Archie had never dreamt of striking out on his own—and he hadn't, in the end. Even if they were in separate ships, Maxie had been sailing beside him the whole time.

"They'll forgive ya," Archie finally said. "I don't think you've gotta do any atoning for that."

"You sound awfully certain for a fellow fugitive."

"Your little speech convinced me." He shrugged.

"That was about the law. You and I know how willing it is to bend beneath the weight of gold."

Archie grimaced. More than their opposing goals, that was what always rubbed him the wrong way about Team Magma. Maxie fought fire with fire. Money with money. He'd never be the Mauvilles or the Stones—couldn’t be, not without a multigenerational family fortune backing him up—but he was too willing to use their methods.

No need to think. Just work unceasingly.

Archie shook his head. He couldn't say how Maxie ran his ship, not without sailing it himself. And from the looks of things, Maxie himself had fared worse than any of his grunts.

"I know money won’t hurt, but I don’t think you gotta bribe everyone, either.” Archie laid back across the cot, his legs dangling off the side. “You were tryin' to save the world. People are a lot more forgiving of that than trying to end it."

Maxie looked up sharply.

"You—? That was your plan?"

"What, it wasn't obvious?" He laughed mirthlessly. “You know me better than anyone, Maxie-boy. Only one of us is the optimist, and it ain’t me.”

Maxie’s world was one where humans could expand. Where there was enough space to satisfy their hunger. Archie’s world was one where they starved.

“I just thought you miscalculated.” Maxie rubbed his forehead. “But you knew. You knew that Kyogre’s rain would only bring destruction.”

“For humans.” Archie nodded. “That’s how I know they’ll forgive you. If it weren’t for your half-baked schemes, Groudon wouldn’ta been around to hold off Kyogre. And who knows if the little scamp could've gotten to Rayquaza in time.”

Maxie slumped back under the covers, the tip of his foot brushing Archie’s side.

“I could say the same for you, then.”

“Aye. I guess you could.” He scratched the back of his neck, flaking dried salt onto the cot. “We could go back and forth, sayin’ things. We’re pretty good at that.”

“Too good, perhaps.” Maxie sighed. “My head is pounding.”

Archie laughed from deep in his lungs. Now that was more like the Maxie he remembered.

“Tired of me already, Maxie-boy?”

“Not of you. Just tired. You know the side effects of Crobat’s Leech Life.”

Right. Having the poison—and the energy—sucked out of you was exhausting, apparently. Archie was lucky enough not to know from experience.

“Alright.” After a stretch, Archie got to his feet. “Enjoy your beauty sleep. I’ll keep first watch.”

Maxie rolled over to face him, a baffled expression made even more ridiculous by the crooked angle of his glasses.

“You—you’re staying?”

Archie shrugged and carefully lifted the glasses from Maxie’s face. Collateral, in case the other man snuck off and decided to turn Archie in for his own freedom. Not because Archie was that desperate for his old rival to stick around.

“Somebody’s gonna have to keep you out of the elixir cabinet.” Archie folded the glasses and hung them from the v-neck of his suit.

Maxie’s face reddened a few shades, but surprisingly, he didn’t snap back.

Blast it all. There Archie went again, trying to get a rise out of him. Maxie couldn’t get up if Archie kept kicking him while he was down.

“Sorry.” He sighed. “I’m the last man who should be judgin’ your coping habits. I just…”

He just needed to stop running his mouth, that was what. He was only diving farther and farther. Eventually he was bound to hit rock bottom, and admit something he shouldn’t.

“You saved my life,” Maxie said quietly, shrinking a bit below the thin sheet. “I appreciate that you don’t want me dead.”

“What? Of course I don’t. Sure, maybe I wanted everyone dead for a while, but that—”

Everyone didn’t include Maxie. Not that Archie would ever admit that.

“I’m not that stupid anymore,” he finished in a mumble.

The only response was a low snore. At first Archie thought it was the Camerupt—but then he saw Maxie’s closed eyes and slack jaw, the leafy head of the pecha berry forgotten on his chest. Incredible. Archie would’ve thought Blueberry used Hypnosis on him, if she’d still been out. That detoxification must have been something else.

“You hearing this, Iggy?” Archie asked.

Igneous blinked slowly at him from under the cot. Maybe he’d used Yawn, and Archie had been running his mouth too long to hear it.

“Are you gonna be able to sleep with all that racket?”

Igneous gave a low rumble and rested his head on the grimy floor. Ground types could sleep wherever, Archie guessed.

“Heh. Well, at least it’ll keep me from passing out. Long as you don’t get any ideas about using Yawn on me.”

Archie smiled and sat back on the cot, careful not to squish Maxie’s feet. No one ever said he had to keep watch standing up.

It was hard not to watch Maxie sleep—if only because there wasn’t much else to look at. For once, the creases around his cheekbones and eyes didn’t look so stark. Like dry riverbeds that had finally seen rain.

“Y’know, maybe I should go to sleep,” he muttered, forcing his eyes back to his lap. “Must be startin’ to hallucinate, or something.”

Hallucinating. Yeah, that must be why he found Maxie's snoring relaxing. That, or it just beat the creepy creaks and groans of the rusting building, chased the ghosts from the rafters. Reminded Archie that he wasn’t alone, after all.

His gaze drifted back to Maxie, and he couldn’t help a small smile. Whatever issues they both had, at least they were back on the same team.

#hardenshipping #fic tag #tali writes #maxie #archie #drug abuse tw #<- yeah pokemon is messed up #but anyway yayyyyy finally posting fic on here #i still need to post the ingo one

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shinmiyovvi · 2 years

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CoD Zombies Modern Au Concept

So here is my concept for my Modern Au Fanfic in Ao3 that I've planned for months and made some changes with it. Of course, this is full of headcanons of mine and I hope everyone would love this concept of mine 💖

(Note: The timelines are still separated but both timelines are already in the modern era.)

Primis:

“Tank” Dempsey:

A defense instructor.

Best friends with Val (OC) like their Primis counterpart.

Sometimes, he’s a gym instructor as well.

Likes to visit the bar where Val and Alfonso have their late-night gigs when they were still college students.

A great wingman to Val when it comes to having a relationship with someone.

Valena Villanueva (OC):

A famous detective around the city.

She is the junior of Marcus Cunningham (Oc) and a senior of Alfonso de Guzman (Oc and Val’s childhood friend).

Has a band for late-night gigs in bars when she was still in college.

Best friends with Dempsey.

She is the wife of Nikolai Belinski. (Which makes her Valena V. Belinski *fangirling intensifies*).

Nikolai Belinski:

A well-known writer.

He lived with his first wife peacefully until he lost her due to a car accident. (History repeats itself, I guess.)

He has a lot of novels and gets praised by everyone who reads his literature.

He first met Val when she was asking him questions about his wife before the accident happened, being concerned with his status as a target, she puts him under witness protection and let him stay in her apartment until the case was settled.

He then starts a new life with Val as her husband. (I hope my brain is happy with this.)

Takeo Masaki:

A swordmaster (Headcanon)

He has two children ( Headcanon & because he mentioned something like “Listening to the joy of my children at play.” in Tag der Toten.)

Likes to spend time teaching his children katana training.

A caring and loving father and husband to his family.

Likes to make origami during his free time or clean his katana.

Edward Richtofen:

A professor at a university where he teaches pathology.

He gets praised a lot by his students at the university.

Helps Dr. Maxis with their usual experiments, making inventions, and enhancing their technology.

Was interviewed by Val and Alfonso about a murder that happened at Woodridge University.

He loves to read books during his break time while drinking coffee.

Listens to classical and oldies music (A huge fan of Frank Sinatra of course).

Ultimis:

“Tank” Dempsey:

A police officer (Headcanon)

Lives with Phoebe and his daughter.

He was part of the US Marine Corps and retired after the Iraq War.

He’ll always protect his family from any danger, even if it means causing his own life.

Tends to hang out with his friends during their day off.

Loves to take his wife and daughter to any place they wanted to go as they bond together.

Valena Villanueva (OC):

A physicist (Like her Ultimis counterpart)

Lives with her family and helps out with paying Agatha’s (OC’s younger sister) tuition fees in college.

Usually visits Nikolai’s bar to see her childhood friend Marcelito Gonzales (OC’s childhood friend) who works there to have some conversations with him.

A colleague of Richtofen, in which she finds her coworker weird for being an alchemist.

She is Takeo’s girlfriend (I hope everyone would agree with me on this headcanon)

Visits Takeo during his stand-up comedy session to boost his confidence.

Nikolai Belinski:

An owner of a bar.

Has a daughter whom he made his employee Marcel be his daughter’s babysitter.

Keeps the bar manageable as possible.

Takes care of his wife’s chamomile garden while she’s busy taking care of their daughter.

A caring husband and father to his family.

Takeo Masaki:

A former Japanese Imperial Guard.

He is the boyfriend of Val. (#Redemption Arc let’s go!)

Like his Ultimis counterpart, he still brings honor to his ancestors and the Emperor himself.

A stand-up comedian who still tries his best to make his audience laugh.

Loves to go to any parks with Val while drinking matcha frappe.

Edward Richtofen:

A physicist

He’s also an alchemist and tends to drag Val into his hobby, though Val isn’t fond of alchemy, if that's what makes him happy, then she’s fine with it.

Val’s coworker and friend.

A guardian to Dr. Maxis’ daughter, Samantha Maxis. Still, he hates her for being annoying and stubborn when he’s around while getting jealous when she treated Val as her big sister.

Loves to play the piano in his free time.

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I was debating on whether or not I should ask about this via messages or ask, but decided to go with asks cause why not.

I feel like I've asked something super similar to this in the past, but how do you handle the villains of the series in your cactuverse? Cause I've actually been having some difficulties with how I want to share them in the legendverse. Guzma and Ghetsis are fairly easy for me to know what to do with them, but others are difficult, especially in relation to my ocs. Cyrus seems the most difficult for me. He caused Danica a lot of trauma, despite her chill demeanor. She literally had to defeat him at a young age with little to no help outside of her friends, Looker( kinda) and Cynthia ( kinda. Still working on that part). Oh and Rowan, but he's the grandpa moral support. But she still did a lot of the work, you know? She was still the one that got dragged into that mess.

My main difficulty is trying that balance of " this man is literally evil" and " he can learn to be better if he legitimately tries" and that's so confusing with someone like Cyrus. He got the implied sad backstory that makes me go " ah. He needs therapy" but that doesn't excuse for what he did. Sorry if I'm talking in circles here( and for that rant) just. Cyrus. Villains. Author problems? Yeah.

Hi, there @ihopethisendswell! Ah yes, author problems! How do we handle the villains of Pokemon? You've asked me about how I felt about the villains in general which more or less goes to I really don't care for most of the villain teams. As I've mentioned before Cactusverse tends to be rather painfully accurate to the game canon for the various main series game events. Now what happens after the credit rolls varies between the villains/antagonists I'll start with Legends Arceus. Even though Kamado still retains his position as commander there is a quite noticeable dip in faith in his leadership after what he pulls on Rei (cactusverse legends protag). Over time as Jubilife Village continues to grow Kamado will eventually step down handing the reins to Cyllene and it's Rei who becomes the captain of the survey corps in his adult years. Now with Volo, there's a bit more of an emotional pull. The one thing I do change in canon for Legends is that Rei is not an isekai'd protagonist. Rather he's someone from that time period who happens to be of the Celestica people much like Cogita and Volo. So the betrayal and everything hits a lot different since there are just so few Celestica people left in Hisui at the time. I'm admittedly still ironing out the details for cactusverse!Hisui so I don't have much more to say here. Now for Team Rocket. After the events in Johto the Rocket admins all get arrested by the G-men (with the charge mainly led by Silver and Yellow with Lance in the background now that he's no longer champion after being dethroned by Ethan). Giovanni of course makes his escape as he does appear in BW2 over a decade later only to get Hyperbeamed by Lance on-sight (sorry Giovanni, Lance is Silver's new dad), and Looker arrests Giovanni. I do include the Let's Go Kanto Trio in cactusverse but I give them their own unique villain plot with the Team Rocket Trio since they are the last remaining members of Team Rocket who eventually realize they're better at being good than being bad and so they officially disband Team Rocket in Kanto. Then there's Team Aqua and Team Magma. Hoenn is one of the regions where there's some heavy meshing of canons. The climax of the plot ends up like Emerald where they both summon their respective legendaries and shit hits the fan. But this is more or less ORAS Hoenn so they have their ORAS designs and Megas and Zinnia are involved. Steven is still champion here but I do include him and May tag-teaming in the main game like Emerald because that was the coolest thing ever to me as a kid (and I had the biggest crush on Steven and at some point, I need to gush about him because he's still bae). Since Maxie and Archie are more misguided than anything they do get rehabilitated over time, with Zinnia and Wallace (who becomes champion after May decides to not be a standing champion) who help them get better.

Alright so for Team Galactic. Cactusverse follows Platinum for its events. Cyrus stays in the distortion world and dies. It's only after Dawn and Cynthia hear the story of him in Sunyshore that they realize he was more misguided but by the time they try to rescue him it's too late. The admins are arrested through a combination of Looker and the aura guardians of Sinnoh (mobilized by Riley). For Team Plasma well Neo Team Plasma largely gets arrested over time through the combined efforts of Good Team Plasma, the G-men, the international police, and the Village of Dragons (who contain the few remaining full-fledged aura guardians in Unova). Ghetsis and the Shadow Triad die in the Giant Chasm though. For Team Flare, Lysandre dies. Xerosic and Malva go to jail after the Emma events. For Alola, I've mentioned this before but I do mix up a bit of SM and USUM. The SM part is Lusamine being evil AF to her children. Lusamine also dies here but right now I'm torn if Marsha and Lillie bring her back to their world and she succumbs to the poisoning there OR if Lillie and Marsha decide to leave her in Ultra Space. Last but not least is Galar...chairman Rose goes to jail and because he is genuinely remorseful he doesn't take the lighter punishment given (because of his wealth as the courts in Galar are rather corrupt) and serves his entire sentence. The Royal Twins get off easy mainly because of their royal connections.

So that's pretty much how I handle cactusverse villains. I'll be down to talk more about legendsverse in DMs if you want to throw some ideas around!

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