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megalony · 7 months

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So Much Better

This is a very fluffy Eddie Diaz imagine, requested by Anon, thank you for this I loved writing it. Any feedback would be lovely.

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Summary: Chris goes to spend the night with his uncle buck, and that means Eddie can have (Y/n) all to himself.

Enjoy.

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"Special delivery!" Chris tilted his head back until the back of his head was pressed into (Y/n)'s stomach and he could grin up at her. His eyes creased at the corners and he pushed his shoulders back into her, leaning his weight back onto her. While he stretched his arms up behind him until his fingers started to twitch and pat against her shoulders.

As soon as the door opened in front of them, Chris was back to giggling like he had been all the way in the car.

"Hey!" Buck opened the door and leaned his weight onto the doorframe, grinning from ear to her as he moved out the way to let the three of them inside the apartment.

He ruffled Chris's hair as he walked past and (Y/n) guided him inside with him still leaned up against her, holding her shoulders like he was about to try and pull her over.

"You ordered a menace?" Eddie nudged the door shut behind him before he held out Chris's backpack towards Buck who took it with a nod of his head and placed it down on the coffee table. "Collection tomorrow afternoon, no early returns, please." He stuffed his hands into his back pockets and looked up at the ceiling with a grin when (Y/n) looked back over her shoulder at him with pursed lips and a frown.

"You are mean, carino." She clicked her tongue at him before she looked back and Chris who made himself at home on the floor in front of the tv. He was already scouring through the games Buck had, trying to find one he wanted to play. When Buck came to their home last week he had beaten Chris on Mario Cart and Chris hadn't forgotten. He was determined to win a game tonight, no matter how long they had to play for.

"As if I'd return him, we're gonna have a great night aren't we bud?" Buck perched himself on the arm of the sofa but he frowned when (Y/n) handed him a folded piece of paper. "What's this, ground rules?"

"Allergies,"

"He's allergic to plasters, is that even a thing?"

"Not deathly allergic, but he'll get a rash and start to scratch. Nuts and lavender are the main ones and he will tell you otherwise but do not give him coffee, he's allergic to that too." Eddie raised a brow and tilted his head to the side when he glanced over at his son who groaned and flopped back to look at him.

Plasters were a small allergy, they made his skin red and sore and then Chris would scratch until it bled because it hurt. Lavender and nuts sent him into shock which was why he had his EpiPen in his bag for emergencies. And coffee was a new allergy that made him sick and brought him out in a bad rash. He had only just started to have a bit of Eddie's morning coffee until they realised it was another allergy but Chris liked the taste of Coffee.

He wasn't pleased that he couldn't have it anymore.

"His EpiPen is in the bag and his meds for the morning are in there too, it's only two tablets and he can do it himself. You know the routines and stuff, right?"

(Y/n) knew Eddie had briefed Buck on Chris's routines and Buck had seen for himself how Chris got if his routines were changed or weren't properly done. He knew Chris liked to have a long bath after his tea and then when he was in bed he had to be read a story and needed the nightlight on which he had brought in his bag.

There wasn't anything extreme with Chris, he didn't have hundreds of medications to take or precautions. He was easy going, he just wanted to spend time playing games with Buck and he enjoyed making food and would eat a lot more things than he did when he was little so Buck would have a good night.

"Yeah, I got it all memorised and if he starts stimming bad then he has his headphones." To Buck, it was very sweet when Chris was stimming, he loved seeing him squeal or shake his hands excitedly and when he got up to dance it made Buck smile. But he knew when they got repetitive and too fast that it meant he was overstimulated and needed to calm down. "Go on, have some fun we're having a games night. He is in good hands."

"Bye baby, be good and we'll see you tomorrow." Crouching down, (Y/n) wrapped her arms around Chris and kissed his temple, smiling when she felt a sloppy kiss against her cheek.

Eddie walked over to him and perched down on the coffee table to be close enough to whisper "Remember what I told you?"

"Wind up uncle Buck,"

"That's my boy, you have fun." He shared a look with chris when (Y/n) nudged his shoulder and Buck made an exaggerated sigh while he flopped back on the sofa. "Any problems, call me."

"We'll be fine, go enjoy yourselves."

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It felt good to kick off her heels when she was finally back in the hallway, the heels had been obscuring her balance for the last hour or so and with the alcohol mixed in, (Y/n) was almost toppling over. Heels didn't go well with her but they made her look good and she could actually reach Eddie's height- and more specifically his lips- without pushing up on her tiptoes or dragging his face down to hers.

She hooked Eddie's jacket that she had been wearing all afternoon, over the back of the dining room chair and headed through into the kitchen. It felt strange to have the house deathly quiet and not to sneak around trying to be quiet so she didn't wake Chris. But it was a good feeling.

(Y/n) loved Chris to death, he was her baby boy and she wouldn't have things any other way. But it did feel good to have a night with Eddie and not have to worry if Chris could hear them or if he was alright or wonder what he was doing.

They knew he was with Buck and having the time of his life; whenever Buck came round Chris never wanted him to leave. Last week he went as far as having a meltdown when Buck had to go. At least he didn't have to be upset this time, he could spend the full night with Buck and (Y/n) was relieved that Chris's first night away from home- other than being with his grandparents- was with someone she trusted.

Rounding the kitchen counter, (Y/n) headed to the fridge and grabbed two bottles of beer.

After they dropped Chris off with Buck, they had gone to see a movie and then out for tea and a few drinks. But after the third drink, they were both ready to come home and spend the night in together. (Y/n) could already hear that Eddie had put the tv on in the living room and guessed he was looking for another movie to watch. With his work pattern, whenever Eddie got an evening or a day off, he binged a few good movies because he didn't have a lot of free time to watch movies. Other than the same five cartoon movies Chris was currently obsessed with.

(Y/n)'s arms jerked forward and the bottle cap she was trying to prize off flew into the sink when a pair of strong hands cup her hips. She smiled when she felt his lips merge against the side of her neck but just as she closed her eyes, (Y/n) felt herself smirking.

"What're you doing?" Her voice was quiet and raspy but she knew exactly what her husband was doing when she felt his fingertips move up until they reached the middle of her back where the zipper to her dress was.

"Helping you," With a little tug, the dress pooled around her bare feet and she was left stood in her matching white lace lingerie.

"Well this isn't fair,"

(Y/n) dragged her fingertips up his shirt until she was holding the top button and started to undo them, slowly working her way down. With every button she popped free, she leaned close and placed a butterfly kiss down each exposed part of his chest.

It didn't take long until her lips were hovered over the waistband of his jeans but she couldn't move her hands to his belt quick enough. He bent his knees and leaned down and in one swift motion, Eddie had his left arm bound around the back of (Y/n)'s thighs and he lifted her up off her feet. Her arms coiled around his neck and her legs looped around his back so she was perched low on his torso, feeling his belt rubbing against her bare thigh.

He moved his arm so it was tight around her waist, keeping her pinned in place against his chest and his free hand swiped the two bottles of beer off the counter. Eddie downed a large gulp of beer and hazardly slumped the bottles onto the coffee table so he could grab the back of (Y/n)'s thigh and lower her down onto the sofa.

She barely had time to try and sit up before Eddie was moving between her legs, crawling up her frame until he was hovering over her with one hand cupping the back of her neck and the other gripping the back of the sofa to hold himself up.

"Eager?"

"Yep; you're mine all night, I don't have to share you with anyone."

She could feel the hand at the back of her neck tightening until his fingertips were scratching and tangling against her hair. He tilted her head back so she was staring up at him so he could lean down and devour her lips.

He didn't have to share her tonight; there was no waiting around for Chris to fall asleep instead of just lying in bed giggling away to himself. They didn't have to be quiet not to wake him or worry that he would blunder into the room at two in the morning after a nightmare. And they weren't at a family gathering or hanging out with friends where Eddie had to calm himself down and lengthen his patience to share his wife with other people.

She was his and his alone tonight.

"Well then, I think you need help getting out of these,"

Eddie didn't even realise her hands had moved down to his belt until he heard the pin popping out and realised she had undone the buckle. He watched her yank them down to his knees and let him kick them off to the floor. A smirk curved at his lips when he felt her legs coil around his waist and he felt the heels of her feet dig into his lower back, pulling him down to her. He let go of the sofa and let his weight drop onto his thighs between her legs, keeping one hand on the back of her neck while the other moved down to her hip.

His lips attached to her neck but he made a very fast path down her neck and between her cleavage, grinning into her skin when he felt her chest suck inwards and noticed how she held her breath, waiting for his next move.

(Y/n) didn't realise she had closed her eyes until it felt like stars were glistening behind her eyelids. She could feel him biting a bruise into her skin before he tilted his chin down a little more so his nose brushed against the dark mark he'd created as if he was making it better. Her hand moved to tangle in Eddie's hair, something she knew would make him groan if she gave the slightest tug on his roots.

She didn't see the way his smirk turned into something darker and she didn't notice his hand move down from the back of her neck.

His fingers hooked in the middle of her bra that felt as thin and flimsy as clingfilm; just what he needed. His teeth clenched down on the top of the bra and in one swift move, he growled and ripped the material right down the middle. Splitting it in two so he could throw each torn piece against her arms and reveal her chest to his hungry gaze.

"Eddie!" Her fingers tightened in his hair and gave a sharp tug when she realised what he'd done. "I thought you liked these ones," She could barely breathe as she stared down at him through hooded lashes.

She couldn't wear this set anymore, he ruined them.

"I do, but they look so much better off."

"Eddie no-" (Y/n) cut herself off and groaned for two different reasons when he scoured down her body to do the same to the matching underwear.

He hooked his fingers into the middle and grabbed the hem of the underwear around her hip and gave a tug until it tore. The lace threaded and frazzled until it was jagged and loose and he could throw the thin stringy material down to the floor.

That was better.

"Come on then, time for a story." Buck motioned his hands towards the stairs but the smile he'd worn almost all night started to disappear when he looked back at Chris. He let out a little grunt and stood behind the sofa, close enough to the stairs but not actually moving to get up them and Buck knew he could get up the stairs just fine. "You wanna lift up there?"

He reached out to try and pick Chris up but he didn't get close before Chris started to shake his head and his wrists. He flapped his hands out at his sides and clicked his jaw to the left, making a loud open expression but not actually making any noise. Buck hadn't seen that stim before.

"Don't you want to go to bed yet? Your dad told me you always go to bed at eight," He tried to keep his smile as he moved to crouch down in front of Chris to see what the problem was.

Chris pressed his lips together and nodded, flitting his eyes towards the kitchen and back a few times while his hands stayed shaking at his sides like he was getting rid of excess energy.

"Alright then, the spare bed is up there buddy right next to mine. Let's brush our teeth and get that story out your bag."

Buck tried again to reach out and pick Chris up, wondering if it was just the prospect of going upstairs that was the problem since he lived in a bungalow. But the moment he tried to lift him up, Chris squealed. It wasn't a horrid scream or a scared or frightened noise, it was almost exciteable and Buck was sure he heard a small giggle afterwards. He let go of Chris and watched, dumbfounded, as the eight year old flapped his arms like they were wings and slumped down to sit on the floor.

He began to kick his heels against the floor and his upper body rocked back and forth while he bit down on his thumb and made another squeal.

"Am I forgetting something?" Buck's voice was tender and he smiled, sinking back on his heels with his hands resting on his knees. But when Chris nodded, Buck got confused. He couldn't think what he was missing. They had played games, Chris had helped him make pasta for tea and ate two bowls and a huge donut for pudding that was their secret.

He'd found some plastic cups so Chris could play bartender in the bath and got him in his pjs. They had sweets and a Thomas the Tank Engine movie on and now it was time for bed. What was he missing?

"Why don't I call your dad, see if he can tell me what I'm forgetting, eh?"

Another squeal left Chris's lips before Buck was sure he muttered 'mummy' but he couldn't be certain as Chris started another stim. He let go of his thumb and moved to bash the palm of his hand against his lips. It made a funny gasping, popping sound against Chris's fast breaths and reminded Buck of a fish out of water, but he could see Chris wasn't panicking. He was getting a bit aggressive with his stims but he wasn't upset.

Something in his routine just wasn't right.

"Hey Eddie, I-"

"Buck, what's the problem?" He could barely hear Eddie, he sounded like the phone was a mile away from his ear and his voice was very deep. Each word rasped past his lips like he was drowning or running a marathon.

"Are you okay?" Buck lowered his voice while he moved to sit on his bum and bend his knees up to try and be a bit comfier while he sat on the floor with Chris.

"No, I'm kind of in the middle of something and you're interrupting. What's up?"

"Oh!"

Eddie could feel his fingers tensing and crippling with how tightly he was crushing them against the arm of the sofa. His eyes burned into (Y/n)'s when he noticed her trying to reach for the phone, mumbling a forced 'Is Chris okay?' as she tried to grab the phone from between his ear and shoulder.

He growled out a deep breath, tightening his shoulder to his ear before he moved his left hand and grabbed her wrist, pinning it above her head against the arm of the sofa. He wasn't giving her the phone because he knew exactly what would happen if he did. Either (Y/n) would end up crumbling and going to pick up Chris, or Chris would hear her voice and want to come home whereas if Eddie could settle whatever was wrong over the phone, they would all win.

Chris would stay at his sleepover, Buck would feel proud and achieved at looking after his nephew and Eddie would keep (Y/n) to himself for the night.

He wiggled his hips forward, pushing (Y/n)'s thighs outwards a bit more before he moved round. His right hand let go of the sofa and he let his chest drop down onto (Y/n)'s with his weight now on his right elbow and his hand holding his phone as his shoulder was starting to hurt. He buried his face in the crook of (Y/n)'s neck, feeling his hot breaths panting against her throat that was burning and glistening with sweat. And he could feel her hand pawing at his but he didn't let go of her wrist that he kept pinned above her head; she never won against him when he pinned her down like this and they both knew it.

"Buck, it's his bedtime, what's gone wrong?"

"Sorry, uh, it's not gone wrong, we were about to head upstairs and he started stimming, he won't go up. I asked if I'd missed something and he nodded but he won't tell me."

"Okay, have you, um- shit, don't do that!" Eddie pulled his head back up to look down at (Y/n), trying not to break her wrist when she clenched around him and hooked her legs around his hips to pull him closer. She dug her feet into his torso and gave him a sharp tug forward to get his attention but she knew what she was doing and she was winding him up while he was on the phone.

"What are you doing- God, you're not-"

"Yes and you're making it very difficult Buck," He dropped his head back down to rest on (Y/n)'s chest, merging his forehead with her burning skin as he scrunched his eyes tight and tried to think. "He's had a bath, watched a movie? Have you let him finish the whole film?" They learned long ago that if they wanted Chris to go to bed early they had to either put the film on early or start it halfway through. Chris had to watch the end of the film or he wouldn't go to bed.

"Yeah, I did all that like you said. We're sat on the floor, he won't let me take him up to brush his teeth and read a story, what haven't I done?"

"Is he upset, ah just put him on the speaker real quick." Eddie held the phone between him and (Y/n) so she could hear because he couldn't think of the problem. "Chris, it's us buddy, what's wrong you know it's bedtime,"

Buck held the phone out towards Chris who smiled and leaned forward until his head touched his knees and when he leaned back up again, he started to pat his hand against his mouth.

"Mummy… kitchen, mummy make… kitchen," He cut himself off with a loud squeal before he started to rapidly press his hand to his mouth until Buck leaned forward and held his hand in case he started to hurt himself by mistake.

"You want what?" A frown pulled at Eddie's lips and he looked down at (Y/n). He could see the concentration on her face and the confusion pooling in her eyes as she tried to figure out what he was telling her.

He wanted her in the kitchen? He wanted her to do something before he went to bed? He wanted her to make something?

"Oh, milk!"

Buck closed his eyes and tilted his head back when chris squealed so loudly he thought the windows were going to shatter. He nodded and started to clap his hands before he tried to get up and toddle off to the kitchen. That was the missing link in his routine, that was what he wanted because he needed a drink of milk before he went to bed.

"H-he wants a glass of warm milk before he goes to bed, just a small half glass," (Y/n) tightened her legs around Eddie again when he bit down on her neck and grinned into her skin.

She could almost feel the relief radiating off her husband at knowing she had worked out what Chris wanted. They wouldn't have to go pick him up, he was just missing something and now they had found it. Eddie wanted a miracle and he just found one; there was no way he was leaving now.

"That's it, he'll be fine after that?" Buck knew the answer to his own question when he watched Chris open the fridge and point to the carton of milk he couldn't quite reach. He hadn't wanted to go and do it himself, Chris was too polite to barge around the kitchen and demand things but at the same time, he wouldn't settle if something was different.

Ever since he was a toddler, (Y/n) had given him a glass of warmed up milk which he drank in bed while he had his story. That was a cemented block in his routine and he wanted it to stay that way.

"Yeah, he sounds happy enough,"

"God, thank you, thank you!"

"Night Buck."

With a swift click Eddie ended the call and chucked the phone onto the pile of clothes mounted on the floor. He loved his son and he loved Buck like a brother, but he didn't want to see or hear from them until tomorrow afternoon where he could hear all about their day together.

Eddie's all consuming thought and feeling was his wife, wrapped around him like a blanket. He was gonna drag this night out into the morning and make it last as long as he could; he didn't want any more phone calls or concerns or worries. He wanted the boys to be fine so his concentration could be on the person buried beneath him, staring up at him with those deep eyes.

"Where were we?" His voice was deep and (Y/n) could feel the words rumbling up from his chest, vibrating through to her as she reached her hands up to cup his face. Her thumbs smoothed across his cheek and jaw as she pulled him down to her level.

He pecked her lips once, twice, three times before he bit her lower lip and sucked it between his teeth and rutted his hips into hers, finally free to move without being caught on the phone.

The night had only just begun.

#eddie diaz x reader #eddie diaz imagine #eddie x reader #imagine #911 imagine #911 fox #evan buckley

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pianokantzart · 11 months

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Has Mario ever got jealous when Peach gives attention to Luigi? Mario was shown being jealous of Bowser at the end of odyssey and in the comics, he got so jealous when he thought Wario got Peach something she wanted that he decided to sabotage Wario.

However I can’t recall any times when Mario is jealous of Luigi with Peach. Like in those same comics, Mario didn’t care much when he learned Luigi was the one who got the gift nor when he saw Luigi and Peach were wearing each other’s clothes. Or in Paper Jam, the Mario’s don’t care that Luigi got 2 kisses while they got one each.

Actually, the way I see it, Mario is not a jealous person at all, and he is far from possessive. He has a lot of respect for Peach, and expects nothing from her in return for his heroism. He simply loves her, no strings attached, and feels honored to be around her whether she returns his feelings romantically or platonically.

He is, however, a fiercely competitive person. I don't know anything about the comic lore, but I feel what happened at the end of Odyssey was not the result of jealousy, but a sense of competition. Bowser laid down the gauntlet by steamrolling over Mario's attempt to speak his feelings to Peach. Mario doesn't take this lying down and starts shoving back, accidentally letting himself focus more on "beating Bowser" than being considerate of the princess' feelings.

Peach rightfully gets upset at them for this. Her affections aren't a stupid cart race or a game of baseball, she's a person! Not a trophy!

Mario not only accepts this reaction with complete understanding, but goes out of his way to comfort Bowser, despite the fact that Bowser has spent the entire game being nothing but a murderous menace toward him. This is what wins Peach over in the end. This is Mario at his core: the kindest guy you'll ever meet, who just so happens to get a little caught up in the fight.

As for Luigi... well... what's there to be upset about? Mario loves his brother to death, and there's nothing that makes him happier than seeing the two people he treasures most in the entire world getting along.

He knows Peach and Luigi well enough to know that the affection between them is mostly platonic, but even if it wasn't he cares enough about their happiness to not feel any resentment.

Their happiness is his happiness!

#Mario #Luigi #Princess Peach #Super Mario Brothers #super mario odyssey #Super Mario Bros #Mareach #long story short Mario's a good guy who respects boundaries #but is capable of completely losing sight of things when competition is involved #it makes him an incredible fighter but it can also lead to goofups like what happened in Odyssey #askbox #anon #long post

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jell-o101 · 8 months

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You guys do realize this means a TINY SHRED of hope for a Super Paper Mario remake. We'll get to see Dimentio and his MENACING tactics in HD lol

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cali-kabi · 17 days

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~ I saw the new trailer of Paper Mario Thousand Year Door omg I’m even more hyped excited to play the game next month 😭🌟💫I didn’t expect the first concept art to ever see is Doopliss omg he looks like a menace I love it xD have some screenshots I took hehe goodnight💫🌈

#sydney speaks #sydney talks #paper mario thousand year door #i love how they kept Toadette dress orange like in the original :D #concept Doopliss also had a scythe too he looks scary xD #i played paper Mario 64 for the first time ever omg i love the characters and the story of the Star spirits <3 #lady bow and Bombette are my favorite partners from there #i love Vivian and Goombella their my fav partners from thousand year door I’m so excited to play it aaaaaaaaa I literally can’t wait x>

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rojaceartandgaming · 1 month

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Hello IEYTD fandom, I know I'm not much of someone who... participates much. I lurk, I drop in to throw an ieytd fic at y'all and put Jackson through more hell, but... I have a legitimate question. Please don't be mad if I am out of line, but I'm genuinely confused as someone who is a storyteller himself and is learning game design in college. This leads me into another point here-

This will go into game and story analysis!

I'll admit most of my questions are rhetorical, so as rude as I may accidentally sound... I want to have a genuine discussion about this fandom, and I am coming in as a third party who doesn't partake in anything here really other then loving people's fanfiction and art. I watch, I listen, and yet... I am utterly exhausted and kind of frustrated with the state of this fandom as a mostly outside observer.

So, I'm legitimately just putting these questions out there to get them off my mind, and I really don't have the energy to partake in any arguments. I am not looking for any arguments like "well I don't think so" or "I don't see that." I have been here silently watching and yet what I shall bring up has stood out to me near-constantly.

Why is there just... such blatant mischaracterization in this fandom? And why, furthermore, are people so... shocked that people enjoy villainous characters? And even furthermore.... why are people constantly dumbing down antagonists? As a writer myself, I often constantly find myself mentally praising Schell on this amazing trilogy of games. Especially because 99.9 percent of the characters are villains. A hero is only as good as their villain - that is a crucial part of video game development. Of storytelling as a whole.

I am studying game design. Actively going to college for this.

I have been reading and consuming and analyzing fiction since I was a kid.

I've been working on an RPG for the past three years, my passion project.

No matter if you're reading a story, watching a movie, or in this case playing a video game, this is a fundamental concept. A hero is only as good as their villain. That is what makes us root for a hero. A villain has to be menacing, a threat to the main hero, needs to be compelling, and furthermore most of the time needs to be understandable. A villain that you can see exactly how they got to that point and can kind of empathize with that is a well written villain.

Being able to see or analyze how a villain got to that point is not excusing their bad actions or ignoring that a character is a bad guy.

That is someone critically analyzing a character and enjoying their arc. And furthermore, that is a testament to good writing.

Being able to understand exactly how a villain got to the point they're at makes them more terrifying.

Characters like Sephiroth (honestly most Final Fantasy antagonists, really), the Dead Three's Chosen from Baldur's Gate, basically every villain from Splatoon, Count Bleck from Super Paper Mario and so much more are not beloved characters just because they're just like, considered hot (idk fandoms be wild) or blorboified (is that even a term?).

They're loved because they are genuine threats who have such depth to their character and are interesting because they are villains. And furthermore, vanquishing or going against these villains feels important because they have depth. Because they can be analyzed.

That's what I love about IEYTD as both a gamer, and a storyteller myself. The Phoenix is a complete blank slate. The Phoenix is a player insert. That is not a personal stance. That is an intentional game mechanic. That is not a consequence of IEYTD being a VR game - many VR games have a proper named main character, even if they are a silent protagonist. The Phoenix is once again a blank slate for the player to project onto, and that is an intentional decision by Schell. This is how they wanted to tell their story. I love an oc-ified Phoenix as much as the the next person - I mean, look at Jackson - but the Phoenix is a literal blank slate. You cannot ignore that.

So how do you make a silent character with no appearance or voice interesting? How do you make the player care? Furthermore, how do you make the game feel rewarding?

You fill the game with a plethora of characters - primarily villains - that have enough character and drive that make the player feel good about overcoming the challenges and trials that come. That is just good game design.

Every single villain - from someone who barely gets any mention like Daniel Sans, to major, major villains like Solaris, Juniper, and Prism, to even a villain who we don't know shit about like Zor - is a menacing force. Overcoming the obstacles that are sent your way leads to a rewarding game play loop where you, the player, actually give a shit about the story, the world, the villains, and the player insert of the Phoenix themselves.

There is so much to every single villain that one can pick apart, that it becomes insulting to the characters and honestly to Schell's writers when you reduce their characters to just "a girlboss who kills people" (Fabricator) or "a whiny bitch of a privileged asshole" (Juniper) or "just a silly guy who likes bees" (Hivemind) or "she didn't do anything wrong, she was just manipulated" (Prism).

Even the most minor of a villain in this game has so, so many layers you could pick apart and analyze and... so many people in this fandom all but Flanderize them. It almost feels like people in this fandom cannot grasp the concept of characters being multifaceted.

And even more, that they cannot imagine liking a villain even though they are a villain.

This is a trend that I've seen a lot within fandom recently and... it's something I don't get. Writing a character who is a terrible person (and liking said character) does not make someone a terrible person. That is something that people do not seem to get nowadays thanks to likely lack of media literacy and... it kind of kills me a little bit as someone who analyzes so many types of media and is working on a story driven RPG, and once again is going to college for game design.

A character who is flawed is believable. No realistic character is infallible.

John Juniper is prone to anger, he is a man who is egotistical, arrogant, and a bit of a prick. However, these bad traits of his were likely preyed upon by Zoraxis and he became worse because of that. I am not saying he did no wrong, I am saying that you have to acknowledge that he is multifaceted.

The Fabricator has a fair bit of flair too, but to reduce her to just a quote-en-quote girlboss ignores her work. She makes Saw-esque death traps and delights in the pain and ultimately death her traps make.

Hivemind delights in killing people with literal bee stings. Think about that, think of how brutal of a death that would be. The average adult can withstand over one-thousand bee stings, or approximately ten stings per pound. And he laughs about it.

Prism knew what she was getting into, and hearing people say she did nothing wrong is... confusing. She worked for the EOD. She knew who Zor was. She knew what they would do. It is no secret that they regularly backstab their own employees. Zoraxis elite have a target on their back from their own employer. Prism likely knew that, and yet worked for them anyways. Yes, she helps the Phoenix in the end. But that is the culmination of her arc. You have to acknowledge that.

These are but a few examples - I am not going into full rants about every single character. I have an essay due on Sunday, I need some of my sanity left. But I feel like this had to be said.

To reduce these characters to Flanderized versions of themselves is to almost insult the writing in these games. To insult the very complexity and depth and thought that was put into these characters. And as a lover of story driven media who often analyzes - occasionally over-analyzing - these sorts of games for fun, and is aspiring to complete a story driven RPG with hopefully in-depth villains.... it is simply saddening to witness.

I felt this had to be said, thank you for your time if you read this. I now hopefully should have some peace of mind for the time being.

#ieytd #i expect you to die

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oh-hell-help-me · 11 months

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Day 7: Claws

Bowser was antsy.

More so when he knows that Luigi was visiting the town square. ALONE.

(And with four guards, but STILL.)

There was very little work scheduled today, and there was absolutely NOTHING to take his mind off it!

Not his family (who were vacationing in Bubbline).

Not his army's hijinks (literally, they are in the middle of a mass recruitment process for

Not even the sight of Mario pouting in front of his desk-

Wait.

Looking back up, he locks eyes with the unwelcome visitor.

"Aren't you supposed to be pacing the foyer?"

After getting medical attention, Mario Mario (seriously, what kind of name is that?) had been stuck to his brother's side like glue. Every meal, meeting, and shower, the guy had dogged Luigi's steps to the point that it became annoying.

How the hell was Bowser supposed to have 1-on-1 conversation with his friend when his brother is constantly there?

And then, at the end of the meeting, Luigi asked to go to the town square.

Alone.

The request made his brother (mostly recovered, just having trouble moving his shoulder) pretty much threaten to ground him if he steps foot outside without at least four guards.

(Bowser is a bit insulted that Luigi would think to ask to go out AT ALL. Never mind that the Koopa King thinks there should be a platoon of six AT LEAST.)

It is then that Bowser learned several things about Luigi:

One, he can -and has, at that moment- put his foot down. Angrily.

Two, the brothers can -in fact- argue about something. Even if it’s in that gobblygook they call a language.

Three…

Well, the third is that Luigi had somehow guilt-tripped the likes of HIM, the King of Koopas, and Mario in a single look.

If it weren't for the fact that he was an ambassador, someone not completely in his jurisdiction, he would have ordered the green bean to plant his ass at his office and STAY there!

Alas, he went.

With only FOUR guards. Practically alone!

Mario was left behind at the castle's doorstep, anxious and pathetic-looking as the Green Bean's silhouette grew smaller.

He would never admit that he did the same thing while standing right behind the man.

Bowser left him there, notifying the guards to keep an eye on him (if HE can't go, then neither can the red menace!)

Except. Now he's here. Staring at Bowser like a particularly suspicious kid in a candy shop.

"I figured you'd be the first to know when Luigi gets back."

"Ha!" Bowser reshuffled the papers in his hands, although there wasn't much need for it. "What makes you think I'll tell you?"

"You killed for him."

"So what?" He won't admit that he clenched a bit too hard on the papers, there. "You saying I'm better at taking care of problems?"

Mario gives him a look so painfully not-like-Luigi that Bowser looked away. "You killed for him. Do you know what that means to him?"

It takes a smoke-filled second for Bowser to not burn his mustache off.

Of course, he does!

He knows EXACTLY what it meant to kill for him!

It doesn't take a genius to notice how Luigi switched to wearing black, or how he adamantly refused to eat any cooked meat!

It doesn't need to be spelled out how Luigi started to not look him in the eye!

"Of course!"

"Well, maybe NOT!" Mario stands up, not that it helps his height situation, but Bowser couldn't help but listen. "Do you really know how hard it is for Luigi to make a friend? To keep one?"

The Koopa wasn't sure where Mario was going with this.

"Bowser." He's looking him in the eyes again. "You are one of the few friends Luigi has been close to! One of the few that have actually stayed by his side!" He hates how the pipsqueak looks gutted. It used to be something he would revel in, maybe even rub some extra salt in that open wound. But now...?

What would be the point?

The look morphs into something more determined, more fierce. More like Luigi, when he realized their plan is on an unfortunate time limit. "If you dare give up on him-"

RAGE-

"LIKE HELL WILL I FAIL HIM AGAIN!"

...

He's not sure which one of them slumped back into their seat first, but he's honestly too exhausted to care.

Like it or not, Bowser knows exactly what he did, what Mario meant for Luigi to be failed so many times.

He knows why Luigi spends so much time trying to connect with others, why he makes the effort to be so damned nice.

He knows why Luigi asked Bowser, of all people, to be his friend.

Honestly, he has no idea what he did to deserve the green bean.

"Heh." Mario glances up from his hands, giving the Koopa a wary glance. "You know, I didn't realize that I'd be agreeing with a short stack like you."

"Ha, ha." He doesn't look the least bit amused, which -of course- makes Bowser snort.

"We won't fail him." He sets the papers down, not seeing a point in them anymore as he gets up. "Do you want to come?"

He hasn't reached the door before Mario is right ahead of him, eagerly opening the double doors.

"Let's-a go!"

Luigi barely held himself from squirming in his seat.

The old Koopa, Hacktor, was very direct in his questions.

'What did Hackson do?'

'What happened when Luigi was taken to the castle?'

'Is Luigi alright?'

'How did Hackson...'

Luigi tries to not think about the last question, how easily he choked on the words as he described the interaction with the Koopa King, the look in Hackson's eyes, the fire...

He also tries not to stare as Hacktor (Hackson's grandfather) quietly broke down, gripping his basket tight enough for his claws to nearly slice through the handle.

Luigi reaches a hand out toward him, but stops himself multiple times from actually making contact with his shoulder.

Is it okay to comfort someone grieving a person you're responsible for...?

Still, Luigi pushes himself to gently take the basket, letting it sit on the bench's armrest as he offers his other hand.

Surprisingly, the Koopa takes it, squeezing it as he lets himself crumble. Luigi does his best to not wince as the claws find purchase in his skin -he doesn't want the guards to get even more twitchy.

"I'm sorry..."

Luigi freezes.

Hacktor looks up, meeting Luigi's eyes with his own grief-stricken ones. "On behalf of the Hack-name, and Hackson, I am sorry."

Luigi tries to stutter out a denial, why is he sorry? It was Luigi who- who failed-

"It was not your fault." Amidst the grief, the Koopa's eyes seemed to be brighter now- less dead-

"Even I know Hackson is reckless, and stubborn, and-" He shakes his head. "He was a foolish Koopa, to try to change things like that, but we love him. We love him still..." He takes a breath. "And loving someone means accepting the good and the bad things about them. We -me, my children, Hackson's cousins- all of us love him, but what he did...."

Luigi was holding his own breath, too shocked to notice even as he felt dizzy.

"None of us will hate you for it. Or blame you for Hackson's death. Maybe Bowser, but not you." Luigi feels like crying, or maybe he is crying, but it seems insignificant when he sees sadness take over the old Koopa's face once more. "Most of all, we'll hate that there wasn't a point to it. There's nothing we can do- not without going to war again..."

!!!

Luigi... still has his notebook, stamped and charmed as protocol dictated, but he knew enough about magic to know that the intent to share- that is something he can do-

"If-" The old Koopa startles, but Luigi tries his best to push through his nervousness as his attention is now fully on him. "If I were to show you what Bowser and I were working on- do you -do you think anyone can help? Maybe-"

He takes the notebook, flipping its pages to the beginning notes of the Plan- his and the King's efforts in maybe, somehow, helping the Kingdom....

With shaky hands, he hands the notebook to Hacktor.

"M-maybe it can work, if we have some help?"

He tries to not hyperventilate as he waits, watching the Koopa look at the pages and flip through them, getting faster towards the end where their calculations, percentages, predictions were...

Hacktor looks up, straight at him.

He sees hope in those eyes.

#bowuigi #KAIJUNE Prompt #HAPPY PRIDE MONTH #shovel talk #via #Mario #and cooperation for a loved one #sleepy sleep now...

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snowyrey · 5 months

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i will in fact make a self insert oc for every media i find even a little bit interesting and I CANNOT BE STOPPED

so yeah super paper mario is pretty cool and i like it

extra doodle under the cut ^^

first time drawing mimi too, she’s an absolute menace and i love her for it

#snowyreyart #ocs #original character #self insert #super paper mario #paper mario #paper mario fanart #super paper mario fanart #mimi

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soldjermon · 8 months

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Diagram#2 complete… Took too long. Part of Luigi's Mansion: Darkness Arises story- chapter 33 and beyond.

Alternate versions, full-size and parts of these pics are in the links below. Link to Google Drive Folder is here!

Full details without downloading onto computer-more detailed version Full details without downloading onto computer-less detailed version 3D model Poses help from NDY's 3D models This round for diagram took just as long compared to the last one… x-x thanks to work, exhaustion, distractions, and lack of motivations that are hit or miss some days- mostly miss though.

These pics of Luigi/Mr. L, Dark Illusion and Dark Super Dimentio are from the Luigi's Mansion: Darkness Arises story, chapter 33 and later; but the chapters after 33 were never released… So, these images are from the unreleased chapters that wasn't posted onto Ao3 currently, but are on google docs(that's not technically public). Dark Super Dimentio was going to be part of the final battle with Maya and King Boo, but that part of the story was never written currently- because the story had halted long before it even got there.

However, if I do get any incentives to post the later chapters(just letting me know if anyone wants to read the chapters), I'll start posting those chapters onto Ao3. Though eventually, I'll release them onto the site. Not sure when, however. Even then, the whole story was never completed unfortunately- even after the unreleased chapters ever do go up.

Anyway, here's some juicy information to why these pics were created. The Dark Illusion was created from the demon king Maya from the fabric on Luigi's overalls- since that part had the plumber's DNA on it and was able to pick up the memories and emotions of both the plumber/mechanic. The Dark Illusion targets Luigi/Mr. L to try to gain control of them when both halves were at their most weak and vulnerable; successfully taking control of them to create Dark Luigi- a force to reckon with and disrupt the progress of freeing everyone on the S.S. Friendship from the paintings and from their controlled ghostly form- as well as the life-death balance.. Luckily, the void missile attack from the modified poltergust G-00 - thanks to Hatty having the poltergust at the time - forced the Dark Illusion out of Luigi's body and freed him from the dark control. Void missiles can instantly slain a person into non-existance once launched and targeted to an evil being, but Luigi was fortunate- barely surviving that kind of attack twice and fully recovered with the help of the two docs on the S.S. Friendship and the silver hearts.

However, his soul was gravely damaged from the second void missile attack, and had-to recover somehow; in which his soul absorbed so much of King Boo's raw and tainted ectoplasm, it changed the green clad into a semi-specter once his own tainted soul reunites with his recovered physical body. This also caused both halves to fuse together for some time, though the ectoplasm won't last forever and will separate after some time has passed. It does, help with some ways- like being confident and cautious at the same time when needed for example.

During the final battle, a new and more demonic Dark Illusion shows up again, this time gaining so much power from the demon king Maya- transforms into the much more menacing Dark Super Dimentio; after knowing about Mr. L's fear of not wanting to become that kind of monster again from the paper-themed adventure(Super Paper Mario).

Enjoy the pics~ :3

Soldjermon

#Nintendo #Super Mario Brothers #Luigi's Mansion #Super Paper Mario #Luigi #Luigi nintendo #Mr. L #Dark Illusion #Super Dimentio #Dark Super Dimentio #Dark Luigi #Fusion Luigi #Boocille #Demonic Possession #Soul separating #Soul corruption #Soul fusion #The sinister and evil power of Dark Illusion #Soldjer's art

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izunias-meme-hole · 3 months

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One Villainous Scene - Love Fading Into The Bleck

Considering this this month is around the same time as Valentines day, I chose to focus on a villain that was created from love, a loss of love to be exact. Said villain comes from Super Paper Mario, and if you've played this game, you know exactly who I'm talking about. If not then allow me to explain the story of Count Bleck.

When the player first meets Bleck, he's presented to be as dangerous as he appears, being a ghastly figure with a white top hat, a white cape, a monocle, a glowing red eye, and a glowing mouth. He also wants to destroy the universe using a book called the Dark Prognosticus, and a destructive power born of a false love, known as the Chaos Heart. While he certainly has menace and a big goal, he comes off as slightly hammy due to a little speech quirk, like bro goes "BLEH HEH HEH BLEEECK" and talks about himself in the third person sometimes. In other words on the surface he seems like just another fun yet terrifying one-shot villain that these Mario RPG's like making. I mean just look at him.

However as the game progresses, through both the main story and the 7 memories of someone called "Lord Blumiere", we pick up some very interesting information on our big bad. Blumire is a member of the Tribe of Darkness who fell off a cliff and got nursed back to health by a human named Timpani. The two fell in love and they were seemingly inseparable, though their fates ended up being one big Romeo and Juliet level of tragedy, with Blumire's father wiping Timpani's memory and cursing her, and Blumire searches endlessly for her after his father told him that "she no longer resides in this world".

When we end up looking at the seventh memory Blumire ends up believing that Timpani is permanently gone, and decides to go to an extreme. He goes to obtain the Dark Prognosticus. His father makes an attempt to stop him, but Blumire responds to him with a few simple words.

"I do not care, Father! A world without her is empty. A LIFE without her is empty."

Blumire makes his stance obvious to his father. He's given up on life, not just his own life, but on all life. Timpani was his world, and as far as he believes, she's gone, so he might as well bring an end to it all. As the nihilistic Blumiere opens up the Dark Prognosticus he utters a laugh that is all too familiar to the player before its prophecy and declaring that he will wipe every inch of the worlds. His father once again pleads for his son to stop, but Blumiere says this...

"Blumiere is no more! I am Count Bleck! And no one shall stand in my way! BLEH HEH HEH HEH! BLECK!"

Count Bleck was Lord Blumiere. Count Bleck, the entity who wants to commit mass omnicide, was a man who found true love and it ended in tragedy thanks to forces outside of his control. And to honestly make matters worse, Timpani was implied to have been the original form of the pixl, Tippi, meaning that while she may not have been dead and just didn't remember him until they met again in World 6, it just means that Bleck set into action a prohecy that ends in mass omnicide for nothing. The mere idea of loosing the one he loved more than anything, set him on this path, and as we reach the finale we see him acknowledge that how massively he screwed up, and encourages Mario, a hesitant Tippi, and the rest of the party to kill him if they want to save everything, until Dimentio decides to hijack the finale as the final boss using the Chaos Heart.

So yeah, Count Bleck everyone. (Apologies if this seems half-assed, my ass is getting kicked in college due to an essay that's due on tuesday)

#count bleck #lord blumiere #super paper mario #super mario bros #one villainous scene #analysis #//had to re-upload this...

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redtoondevils · 6 months

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I just watched the Mario Movie!

I just watched the Mario Movie about last week ago. And I gotta say, first things first...It. was. AMAZING! There is a lot of references I actually do know! The Super Mario Bros ad, from the Mario Brothers movie. Mario Kart, Rainbow world, Donkey Kong, Cranky Kong, Diddy Kong, and Chunky Kong! Sadly no Tiny Kong, and Lanky Kong.

Super Mario 3D world, Super Mario Odyssey for Bowser's suit, and the Wedding. King Bob omb. The Snifits. The blue shell, some parts of the Jungle Japes, The DK Rap, the Super Stars, and when Mario swings Bowser from his tail from the N64. Those are the few that I spotted, and remembered. And indeed there are many more!

But the person I felt most sad for was Luigi. Just like every game, he's usually the character that get pushed to the side. Same with Waluigi.

How come Wario is more popular, than his counterpart Waluigi? And poor Luigi too! The way that he got tortured by Bowser. I swear he goes through worse, than what his brother had been through. It's understandable that they couldn't add every character. But, the movie is great! Got every expectation right!

And more screentime for Luigi! Oh, and my favorite moment in the Mario Movie is when Luigi saves his brother Mario. The best part, is when both Mario, and Luigi got the superstar together, and they both became superstars!

And Bowser...Oh my damn he's a beast! His flame breath is more powerful than the SSB one! In the N64, his boss battle he's kind of a weakling, after throwing him in those bombs about 5 times. Yet, in the movie he's more threatening!

He's more menacing! I've noticed that on his back, he's got a little bit of green scales at the back of his back, and shoulders! That's also a small reference to his original design. When he used to be green!

A little talk with Bowser, he's truley evil that you can take him seriously now! He's no joke, especially when he looses his temper at his servant's. Even threatening to kill them. He'd kill anyone if he get's mad. And he's literally insane!

I remember, when he's gotten the most serious is in Paper Mario. When he used the Star Rod to become invincible. He nearly succeeded. In the Movie, he let his pride get the best of him.

He became so lustful, that when Peach said that she could never marry him. Is when he brought out his absolute worst. Then he gets reckless. Especially at the end. He's gotten so evil. He is probably the best Bowser so far! I'm curious to see what the next main antagonist would be, when the next Mario Movie drops!

Is there anything else I can say? Oh yeah! I cannot miss, so I think the sequel is going to be about...Yoshi's island! And Super Mario galaxy!

The secret ending after the Credit's, of course there is a Yoshi's egg in the warehouse! Even the Yoshi's appeared too! And they all looked so cute! Reminds me of Yoshi's story! That's a sweet easter egg!

ONE LAST THING I WANT TO SAY! I am SO glad that Donkey Kong and Mario, as rivals at the beginning. Became best friends at the end! :D

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veinsfullofstars · 2 months

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⭐ Welcome! ⭐

Henlo. Hope you’re doing well. Thanks for poppin’ by. I’m Veins, an art goblin on the internet with abnormal levels of anxiety and chronic video game brainrot, and this is my introduction post. Any updates or news on my end will be added here as well. I hope you’ll be patient with me and enjoy your visit!

(Last updated 04/20/24)

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Who are you?

What an existentially upsetting question. Well, for the moment, I go by VeinsFullOfStars online, usually shortened to just Veins. I’m also toying around with Ivan or Yves, but Veins is the most preferable. Nice to meet you!

Wait, didn't you already have an account here? With the same username?

I did. I, uh, panic-deleted it in response to the data-scraping fiasco and regretted it almost immediately. As a result, you might see reblogs from the deactivated account still floating around. There is, unfortunately, nothing I can do about those unless the blogs that shared them take them down themselves (and, hey, if you happen to be one of those folks seeing this, I'd super appreciate it if you'd maybe remove the old reblog and replace it with the new one from here if you can). It's my mistake for overreacting, and now I just have to live with it. Sorry for any confusion.

What does your username mean? Where did it come from?

It’s an altered version of a pen name I used in my teen years. I’m too embarrassed to get into specifics, but just know that it comes from a place of very sincere cringe and leave it at that.

What are your preferred pronouns/gender?

Thanks for asking! I’m non-binary, and I use they/them pronouns.

How old are you?

Ancient (in my 30s).

What is your avatar supposed to be?

A goblin. Very smol, very nervous, very puntable.

What are you using this blog for?

Art, mostly. I like to draw digitally and sometimes make stuff with yarn. I've also been writing since I could hold a pencil (though I don’t have much finished, so art will be the main focus for now). Also, expect a lot of reblogs, shitposts, and/or silence between posts - I am a simple hobbyist with a lot of brain nonsense and IRL hurdles. I’ll do my best to post with some regularity, of course, but - again - I hope you’ll be patient with me if things go quiet from time to time.

What are your interests?

I love stories. I love characters. I love folks who can weave whole worlds with nothing but words on a page or color on a canvas. I grew up on fantasy novels, short horror stories, and late ‘90s/early ’00s animation. I learned to appreciate slice-of-life and slow-burn romance much later. Mythology and folklore also slaps, and I wonder sometimes if I should’ve majored in psychology instead of lib arts. My playlists are nothing but video game OSTs with a little heavy metal and j-rock sprinkled in for flavor. I sold my soul to Nintendo years ago, but sometimes I find indie darlings to fall in love with for a time. Dogs are adorable little menaces, and I love them all with my whole chest. Cats are okay, and I am allergic to them. (Does that answer the question? I think I lost track towards the end there…)

Any current hyperfixations?

Tons, but the biggest ones at the moment are Kirby, Hollow Knight, and Paper Mario. More nebulous interests include (in no particular order) Pokémon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Sky, Rain World, Stardew Valley, most Soulsborne titles, Hades, Darkest Dungeon, Good Omens, The Legend of Zelda, Undertale/Deltarune, OFF, The Binding of Isaac, Ace Attorney, Animal Crossing, The Magnus Archives, Sonic the Hedgehog, and countless more. When I say “multifandom,” I mean it, homie.

Do you have any other social media?

Just this and an AO3 account. So, if you see my name anywhere but these two places, it’s probably not me. For now, Tumblr will be the best place to keep up-to-date with my stuff. If anything changes, I’ll let y’all know here.

Do you have a list of tags you use on your posts?

I tag things obsessively, but I’ll try to sort out the most relevant/unique ones I use here:

#veins art - for any art I’ve made (chrono link)

#veins old art - for reposts of older art I made before moving to Tumblr (Note: these posts are here for archival purposes and may not reflect my current style/interests.)

#veins sketches - for any of my unrendered doodles/sketch dumps

#veins ocs - for art I’ve made featuring my original characters/stories

#veins fanart - for art I’ve made featuring characters from other IPs

#veins writes - for any written works I’ve made

#veins ships - for any posts (reblogs included) featuring romantic pairings; I will also try to include specific pairings as “#(blank) x (blank)” and/or any ship names

#veins rambles - for random thoughts/text posts

#veins in dream land - for any rambles/headcanons about the Kirby series specifically

#veins answers - for any of my responses to asks sent in (chrono link)

#veins reblogs - for anything I reblog, obviously

#kirbtober 2023 - for my Kirbtober 2023 art specifically (chrono link)

#childhood friends au - for art from my Kirby AU where Dedede and Meta Knight first met as kids (masterpost | chrono link)

#kintsugi au - for art from my Kirby AU centered around the Mirror World, the Wave 2 gang, and the Darkroach ship - warning: contains angst and some suggestive content (masterpost | chrono link)

I’ll update this with new tags if/when they pop up. Anything else will have generic tags to fit the context of the post. I also mark trigger warnings with tags like “#(blank) tw” if necessary.

What do you use to make your art?

For digital art, I use Clip Studio Paint and a Wacom Intuos Pro S drawing tablet (that I'm pretty sure I've had since high school). I don’t draw traditionally as much anymore, but, when I do, it’s usually just quick sketches with pencil and paper. For writing, I use TextEdit or whatever generic rich text editing software I can find. For crafting, I use yarn and plastic canvas.

What brushes do you use?

For sketching and linework, I generally use the Wick Pencil from the 8 Particle Pencil catalog made by saturns_day. For flats and rendering, I use the default CSP hard round brush, airbrush, and G-pen. For effects and extras (clouds, textures, sparkles, etc.), I use default effects brushes or whatever I can find from the CSP Asset Shop.

Can I share your work through reblogs? And are tags okay?

Of course! Reblogs are absolutely fine and always encouraged. I’m also fine with tags as well (though I ask that you not mark anything as a ship unless I’ve marked it as such on the original post - look for the tag #veins ships if you’re ever unsure).

Can I repost/use your work for my own personal/commercial use?

Absolutely not. While I am always in support of creators inspiring each other with our works and endeavors, that does not mean anyone should engage in art theft (intentional or otherwise). Under no circumstances may you repost, reupload, reproduce, copy, trace, modify, sell, use, tokenize, scrape/integrate into A*I, and/or otherwise claim as your own any of my art/written works. Never assume a piece of art shared online in yours for the taking - that is someone else’s hard work and passion, and you need to respect that.

Can I dub one of your comics?

As flattering as that would be, I worry about lack of credit or my work being stolen for others’ content, so I sadly have to say no.

Why is there a big watermark on your art?

The state of the internet today has made me extremely paranoid about things like art theft, bad-faith reposts, nonconsensual integration, etc., so I make sure to sign and WM anything original I post. I know it’s not exactly fun to look at (maybe even distracting or bad for engagement), but I’d rather be safe than sorry, so I guess I’ll just have to take that hit.

Do you have an askbox? Can we send in questions/comments/etc.?

Yes, the ask box is currently open, and I'm more than happy to receive any questions, comments, etc. you guys might have (even if it makes me a bit nervous, haha)! I just ask that you read the rules first before you submit anything.

Do you take requests/commissions/suggestions/collabs/etc.?

Sadly, I do not take art requests or suggestions unless I put out a specific call for them. I'm also not really in a position to take commissions either. Collabs I'm on the fence about - maybe with mutuals or folks I know personally.

Is this an inclusive space?

Of course! This queer little goblin accepts everyone under the LGBTQIA+ umbrella, along with folks of all shapes, sizes, backgrounds, disabilities, and colors. That said, there will be absolutely no tolerance for (inhale) racism, sexism, transphobia, queerphobia, xenophobia, misogyny/misandry, bigotry of any kind, ableism, p***philia, inc*st, selfc*st, z**philia, RPF, trolling behavior, self-promotion, the promotion of N*FTs or A*I art, or any otherwise harmful, toxic, or hurtful rhetoric. Anyone seen behaving as such will be blocked, reported, and forgotten. :)

Is this an all-ages space?

Hmm… I’m gonna have to say no. While I probably won’t be posting/sharing anything too lewd or graphic, I’m not opposed to things like swearing, angst, fluff bordering on suggestive, and discussions of mature subject matter (all of which I will make sure to tag with content warnings as necessary). Obviously, I can’t police everyone who wanders into this blog, especially since some people omit or lie about their ages online, so the best I can do is ask for good faith on your part. If you are under 18, interact at your own risk. The last thing I want is to make anyone (myself included) uncomfortable because there are kids in an adult-allocated space. Again, I hope you understand.

What is your stance on shipping?

The vernacular around pro- or anti-shipping confuses the hell out of me, so I’ll just try to explain my personal philosophy on it: I have ships I like, ones I’m indifferent to, and ones I won’t touch with a ten-foot pole. I only reblog (and tag) ship-related content I’m in support of, even if it’s not one of my personal favorites. Most importantly, I don’t bother others about their personal preferences. Anything I don’t like or don’t support, I simply do not engage with. Or, if it makes me too uncomfortable, I block outright. The same should apply to your experience as well - if you ever see ship stuff here that you don’t like, feel free to block the tags (look for specific pairings, ship names, and/or my personal tag #veins ships) or even the blog entirely. You are not obligated to like the things I like or engage with media you don’t enjoy. Respect for each other and curation of your personal online space is always key. Additionally, I 100% will not ship minors, blood relations, self x self, anything relating to b*stiality, or anything relating to RPF.

Are you okay?

No, not even a little bit... but fuck it, we keep going.

Why do you put a comma before the “and” in a sequence of three or more words?

You can take my Oxford comma away from me when I’m cold, dead, and rotting in the dirt.

Is there anything else?

Nah, I think we’re good for now. Thanks for taking the time to read all this. Hope it wasn’t too rambly or weird - just trying to cover all my bases. I hope you all have a lovely timezone out there, wherever you are. Be sure to wash your hands, wear your mask, and stay hydrated. Remember to be strong, be safe, and, for the love of dog, be kind. Peace!

-Veins (originally posted 08/07/23, reposted 02/29/24, updated as of 04/20/24)

#veins rambles #introduction post #FAQ #disclaimers #long post #check for updates #veinsfullofstars

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S/O drags skeleton to a Comic Con. How goes their day?

My Comic Con in France is less impressive and a bit different than in the United States, so sorry if it works differently in the USA!

Undertale Sans - His face is neutral but you can tell he's having fun. He bought already a lot of japan stuff for his brother, his friends and him, and he made buddies with the seller of a joke shop, even giving him advice to ruin the day of his clients. He's also following you in the queues and randomly teleports you in front of the celebrities, freaking the shit out of them and of you because you didn't have time to prepare. Well, at least you don't have to wait hours.

Undertale Papyrus - As Mettaton great friend, he has a VIP pass. You two passed your morning backstage talking to various celebrities and fangirling like two teenagers. You then went in a big theater to watch the new superheroes movies announcement, and you two screamed so hard both of your voices died. After that, you're just having fun, looking around and buying little things for family and friends.

Underswap Sans - He's vibrating with excitement, you can barely follow him. Blue has only one objective: winning the lightsaber competition. He spend his day there, fighting people so fast they never have time to see what's coming. It only became interesting when Alphys, noticing him, challenged him. The legend says they are still fighting this day. After they took over the ring, all the other people could do was watching as their fight is taking forever. You eventually steps in to drag him home. Blue is still screaming he will have his revenge by the time you push him out.

Underswap Papyrus - He's very excited too! You two are cosplaying, obviously, and are part of the cosplay contest. While you're waiting, you go meet some celebrities, which ended with you talking and Honey crying hysterically hugging his favorite romance novel because they said he's cute. You two also won the cosplay contest, which made Honey cries even more as it's one of his favorite actor who gave him the trophy. He leaves the Comic Con with a tower of books and goodies so high it doesn't fit in the car. He's going to talk about this for weeks!

Underfell Sans - He was not very enthusiastic to go, but you convinced him so he came anyway. And even if he's trying really hard not to show it, you can tell he's having fun. He took a ton of selfies with random cosplayers, spent two hours playing a RPG, and beat everyone on an old version of Mario, giggling evily every time he made a 8 years old cry. He also talked with the voice actor of one of his favorite video game's character and he had stars in the eyes the whole time. Also, a few weeks later, he comes to you all by himself to try to convince you to go to a video game con, which means he loved it.

Underfell Papyrus - You don't know how, but you managed to convince him to cosplay. At first, he was not very enthusiastic, even thinking he looked quite stupid, but then people started to come to him for photos, or just for talking and... omg? He's so popular? Like people are liking him for real, not just by fear? He looks at you in shock, not believing it. After that, he goes from grumpy to very confident in two seconds, signing papers for children and gladly posing for photos. It boosted his ego so high at the end of the day, he's accepting to compete in the cosplay contest. And he won! He didn't know why everyone freaked out when that "Robert Downey Junior" or something cames in person to congratulate him for his Iron Man cosplay (who the fuck is Iron Man? You chose the cosplay, he has no idea who he's supposed to be) but everyone took pictures of the two of you and he gained a lot of followers on his social medias, so he tolerated it.

Horrortale Sans - He's clinging to you, very uncomfortable. There's too many people, too many noises, too many menacing things and cosplays bigger than him. He's jumping at the slightest sound and looking everywhere around him like a panicked wild animal. But you know how to distract him and gently leads him to the japanese food stands. He never tried any of this, so he's a bit reluctant at first, but man, as soon as he starts eating, you can see his pupil dilates in shock. He forgot all the people and the noise instantly and he will beg all afternoon to go back eating some more.

Horrortale Papyrus - He's a bit uncomfortable at first because he is so tall he feels like he doesn't belong, and the day started quite badly. Some mean people screamed at him in the Marvel conference because they couldn't see anything, and some Marvel celebrities got mad he was insulted and invited him on stage. You're cheering him as he's just standing there with a big smile and stars in the eyes, making friend with Captain America so much he invites him in backstage after the show. Willow drags you with him. He's sure is excited when he fetches you to go with them and you spend all afternoon playing UNO with the Marvel crew. You're quite still have difficulties to realise it's real, but ok!

Swapfell Sans - He didn't want to go, so you tricked him saying you were going in a luxuous boat trip and brings him here anyway. He was mad and pouting until he saw some stands of fake weapons that immediately caught his interest. He talked with the sellor and managed to convince some to put some of his jewalry on their work, and got their email address. When he comes and finds you again, he has a big smile on the face. Also, you took one of his rings to gift to a Marvel celebrity and they immediately post a self of you two and the ring for Instagram. Nox is stunned as the number of people visiting his website is exploading. He gently pats your back and asks you how the hell he can have his own stand here. Well what a twist.

Swapfell Papyrus - He bought a ridiculous bootleg Freddy Fazbear's costume and he's parading in the Comic Con with it. The thing he's so small half of his spine is visible, but he's still having fun, taking pictures with cosplayers. Eventually, his pants cracked when he leaned to take a photo with a child, but he says it was supposed to happen and keeps walking, shaking his booty. You tried so hard to prevent him for going on the cosplay scene, but he went anyway. You are so ashame you go to hide in the toilets. At least he is having fun...

Fellswap Gold Sans - He's criticizing everything and everyone and it's so annoying. And not only you is annoyed. A group of Star Wars fans didn't like how he said their space ship looked like shit and yelled at him, challenging him to a lightsaber contest. Not their best idea as Wine took the game a bit too seriously and used a real sharp bone to fight them instead of a plastic lightsaber. You grabs him in panick and drags him out of here, apologizing to the fans, as Wine is screeching hysterically, begging you to let him go and kill them to teach them a lesson. This is going to be a long day.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - This was a mistake. Wine gave him lot of money so he can buy what he wants. And what Coffee wants? Plushies. Lot and lot of plushies. You are begging him to not buy that 5 meters high Totoro, but he isn't listening to you, stars in the eyes, as the seller is corrupting him to push him to buy the gigantic plush. And he buys it. You spend the rest of the day dragging a giant Totoro everywhere and getting screamed at by people because you're blocking the way. You are dead inside at this point, knowing you will have to put this monster in your car at one point.

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