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monstersandmaw · 1 year
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Ok folks, what are your favourite cosy games to play. I’m looking for something relatively low-stakes, cutesy, and crafting based…
If I get on with it, I might even start streaming it over on my Twitch like I did with Stardew, Skyrim, and Minecraft…
(Suggestions so far include: Littlw Witch in the Woods, Inkluminati, and Potion Craft: Alchemist Simulator - opinions on all those still welcomed!)
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oatmealcrisp-freak · 11 months
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Ghost hunting in abandoned buildings be like... :3 From this post at @draw-the-squad-like-this
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harmlessghosty · 4 months
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the Touchstarved LIs and the shenanigans they would commit at a pool/beach (nsfw or sfw whatever u wanna do, I'm just obsessed with the idea of them being sillies)
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Not me being from total beach-town and sitting here like, “Mm, yes, what does one do at the beach??”
Just a few little headcanons with a little spicy here and there. Nothing more vulgar than what’s implied in the game though!
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Kuras
- Very much conservatively dressed—total rash guard over his arms and legs and conscious of sunburns.
- In fact, he’s so cautious that he brings extra sunscreen and offers to reapply it for you every time you get out of the water or every couple of hours when it’s most washed away by sweat. Definitely takes extra time massaging it into your skin, using the excuse that he’s just being sure but really wants to touch you more.
- “I certainly don’t want to have to treat burns. I’ve seen more than my fair share of those.”
- Ties up his hair into a loose bun when he gets in the water. It just takes so long to dry that he doesn’t want to soak it down.
- Sneakily will dunk you beneath the water (assuming you haven’t told him firmly not to do it) by caressing your waist from behind before plunging your body under or throwing you away from him so that you go under. Gives a clever smile and swims toward you to lift you high enough that your shoulders are out of the water and he can nuzzle your nose. (He’s so tall……)
- “You’re soaked. Perhaps I should towel you off sooner rather than later.”
- Is secretly eyeing your body from behind a textbook he brought to read while sunbathing. If you catch him, he makes the excuse that he’s just looking for any signs of concerning spots or redness, but really his eyes are wandering.
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Leander
- How little clothes is he required to wear at the beach or a public pool? Is a thong okay, or must you insist he covers his pride more than that?
- Sincerely forgets that other people are around and blares music or speaks so loudly that others will turn his way. He’s lucky he’s so attractive because, with little more than a grin and a flirty apology, no one cares. He’ll offer them a nice drink or a sandwich, and all is forgiven.
- Brings all the supplies you could possibly want. What should you do first? What if you play volleyball, or maybe you can build sandcastles, or bat a beach ball back and forth? Everyone around you can join in too, if they want!
- “The more the merrier! Oh, you’re not very good at this. Well, practice makes perfect. Don’t give up just yet!”
- Doesn’t want to reveal the scars across his chest, but doesn’t mind if it’s around strangers he won’t ever see again. If it’s with friends, he’ll wear a tank top to cover most of them, but overall, he won’t mind too much. If anyone dares to push asking about them, a little frown is all it takes to shut them up.
- Gets bored easily if he’s not moving around. If you just want to lie there and sunbathe, expect an arm around your waist or him plucking at the elastic of your suit.
- “It isn’t often we get to visit such nice water. We should swim while we get the chance. Besides, I wouldn’t want that pretty bathing suit to not get used.”
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Vere
- Immediately flirts the moment he sees you in your bathing suit. Eyes narrow. Smirk widens. He saunters up to you and slips sharp nails around your waist as though threatening to rip it off of you, which he very well might do the moment you’re away from any prying eyes.
- “Why don’t you take a dip to cool off? I wouldn’t mind seeing you dripping wet.”
- Doesn’t like going in the water much, but will hang off your arm or lift you into his lap and carry you around if he does. As a Monster, he’s more than strong enough to carry you outside of the water, but this is much less effort on his part…and more slick too.
- “Nude beaches are more entertaining than this. Perhaps next time, I’ll be able to see all of you spread out before me. I can already imagine the sun glimmering off of your…delicate…skin…”
- Are you nervous to show off your body? Expect him to be a hype man, ready to shower you with compliments until you’re blushing from more than just the heat of the sun.
- Wears the most expensive bathing suit, and the most glamorous. After all, if he’s not swimming very much, then what does it matter if it’s got glitter, metal, or velvet? He looks handsome enough to eat, doesn’t he? Consider humoring him later.
- Is very cautious of keeping his tail and ears free of sand. It’s uncomfortable and hard to rinse off.
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Ais
- Will absolutely lift and throw you into the pool or the waves. Sorry, but it’s cute to see you resurface all annoyed that he got you wet or that the water is cold.
- Watches others with suspicion if they happen to look at you. It’s not that he’s super overprotective, but he doesn’t want anyone to get the idea that you’re available. If someone starts making conversation, he makes it clear that they’re not welcome.
- “Sun’s pretty hot, but the breeze is cold. Should really get closer if you don’t want to freeze.”
- Spends more time in the water than anyone else. It feels like a second home to him, for several unusual reasons. Don’t ask.
- Carries you around in the water and burrows into your neck with hot breaths. Who cares if someone thinks he’s being too touchy? You’re his. That’s all there is to it.
- Will easily get mad if there are too many screaming kids around, but has a soft spot for ones that are playing quieter games, building sandcastles, or collecting shells. Thinks about finding hermit crabs to give those shells to.
- “Didn’t think there’d be so many people around. Guess I can’t convince you to show me any tan lines, huh?”
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Mhin
- Wears a loose t-shirt and shorts, not trying to cover themself much but being careful not to show off too much of their body.
- “Why is everyone so loud? It’s public. Have some respect for others.”
- Too proud to ask for help with sunscreen, but expects you to notice that they’re struggling to reach their back. When you do start to help them, they close their eyes and lean into it, then pout slightly when you’re done before offering to help with yours.
- Probably falls into a hole some jerk didn’t fill up and face-plants into the sand. It’s not that they’re uncoordinated, but sometimes they just aren’t that lucky. Curses way too loud about it and gets some glares, but they glare back just as hard.
- “Get in the shade. You’re sweating like a whore in church. Why don’t you try harder to protect yourself? Geez, here’s some water.”
- Sits beneath an umbrella most of the time, but eventually wanders into the water and swims around with you using a single pool noodle. It’s just nice to be next to you in the water, quietly enjoying floating around.
- Doesn’t bring their dagger, but keeps a close eye out for any creepy people who look like they’ll cause trouble. Quickly moves you and your stuff away from the crowds if they sense a weirdo around.
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ghostgirlvii · 7 months
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I think at this point I'll be looking for "where can I get Ghost to be mad at me" moment in the game XD He didn't not appreciate that I missed my shots.
Also, while trimming the video I noticed that Ghost got fucking shot by the shadow!! OH FUCK NO I'M SORRY LOVE! can see him drop behind the rock from the impact
@yumethefrostypanda look I made him angry, again.
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beebeedibapbeediboop · 2 months
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Have you played dead by daylight? I feel like you would like some of the killers there
That's the only game I have 600+ hours on
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ghostymutt · 4 months
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great great ass[et]
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strawberrrylipsart · 8 months
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The tie has been lost.
OFFTOBER - day 6 Resolved Panic
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glitchedmagic · 3 months
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so…. cyberpunk huh?
more of my ghostie impulse design but now he’s cyber
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ghostywind · 7 months
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Phone scribble time. Going back to my cursed Destiny roots with a bit of Mara Sjur and their big gay tragic lore.
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dapperdoolies · 2 months
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an oc i made inspired by characters like the faker from fakin it because i loVEE these types of silhouette characters so much + i wrote them into my oc universe too hahaahaghhhh
+ additional info
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bloos-bloo · 3 months
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Sorry for going quiet, been busy- here’s some art I did today
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monstersandmaw · 8 months
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Very late to the Cyberpunk party, but imma start playing it… (easy mode, knowing absolutely nothing about the game). Tips welcome.
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happy 10 year anniversary to Transistor!!!
as a reward: my sybil reisz cosplay :)
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harmlessghosty · 4 months
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ais leander Sandwich 🎀💅
Okay, okay, I tried my best with an Ais/Leander/MC sandwich, so I hope you enjoy it regardless. This was fun for me to write, at least!
Story is continued below the cut.
Also it is totally SFW ☺️
Getting these two together seems like a huge challenge, and you’re not really sure how you did it—or if they were the ones who chose to do it themselves. After all, their “friendly” rivalry extends to many things: arguments, drinking contests, whatever happens in bed…It’s only natural that it would extend to squishing you between their huge bodies until you’re suffocating, right?
In the Wet Wick’s bedroom, Leander hangs up his overcoat on a hook near the door while Ais bolts the lock. Without his jacket, Leander seems larger somehow, his muscles bulging against the sheer sleeves of his shirt as he straightens the lapel of his coat as though making sure it looked as pristine as possible in your presence, and that of Ais as well.
Ais, on the other hand, strolls directly to the bed while unbuckling the belts from around his waist. “Scared, sparrow?” he asks with a smirk. His belt flies across the room onto a thick wooden table, clacking against a random set of books that don’t seem to have been touched for decades—decorative, clearly.
Before you can respond, Leander laughs, booming enough that it seems to shake the one heavily curtained window behind the bed. “There’s nothing to be afraid of,” he says, pulling the clasp of the holster around his hips loose before hanging that up as well. “Ais may be dangerous in most of Eridia, but in here, he’s much more like a domesticated wolf.”
Scoffing, Ais sits beside you on the bed but merely rolls his eyes. The movement makes you inch toward the center and stretch out your tired legs.
“Raised in a barn? Shoes off the bed,” Ais teases, prodding your side. “Wouldn’t want to be rude to the man who gave you the room, right?”
A shockwave of embarrassment rolls up your neck as you scramble for your boots, but someone else is quicker. Eyes locking to yours, Leander leans over the bed and deftly unties the laces of your shoes, his dark-lined gaze never leaving yours. You swear that, if Ais weren’t here, he would have used his teeth instead.
Slowly, he pulls the beaten leather over your heels and holds the shoes high in the air before dropping them dramatically to the floor with a loud thud. “Now, where were we?” he asks, eyes sparkling as he smiles.
This time, Ais’ scoff turns Leander’s attention to him. “Easy, big boy. You’re not getting that close that quick.”
Leander’s soft gaze that fell upon Ais turns a bit more fiery. “You’re right,” he says, though a minuscule drop of venom in his voice betrays a hint of annoyance. “Of course, I’m not at all opposed to the three of us—“
A fast shifting of fabrics soon finds Leander with a face-full of the over-starched comforter courtesy of Ais’ throw. You’re not even sure how he managed to whip the blanket out from under you to toss over Leander’s head in the first place—like a tablecloth ripped from underneath a several-layered cake that still stood afterward.
With a huff of a laugh, Ais adjusts his clothes so they’re more comfortable and lies with his body facing you, one arm high in the air in a clear sign of welcoming you to embrace him. He motions for you to come closer. “Clothes are pretty soft,” he offers with a smirk. “Should test it for yourself.”
Pulling the blanket off of his face, Leander hops onto the bed on your other side, his body filling the remaining coldness surrounding you. A hand rests on your upper thigh and massages light circles into your pants. “Face me instead,” he says. “Wouldn’t you prefer looking at a handsome face rather than horns poking you?”
“More comfy to burrow that pretty little face in a bare chest than whatever designer shirt he’s got,” Ais counters. “Just saying. Besides, I thought you liked letting others take control, Leander.”
As though entertained by the idea, Leander laughs, his voice a bit hollow but not a sign of disdain in his expression. This time, he shrugs his shoulders. “I wear my heart on my sleeve, don’t I? As long as I get a decent piece of the action, I don’t mind which ends of your bodies I get.”
“Then you forfeit. Come here, sparrow.”
Ais doesn’t waste a moment tossing his heavy arm over your waist and hauling your body toward him in an effortless tug. In fact, you huff as he steals the breath from your lungs with a tight squeeze against his chest as though he’s trying to keep you all to himself.
Chuckling, Leander scoots his body closer until you’re pinned between them, his chest firmly against your back as a hand snakes over the outside of your thighs before caressing up your stomach. It slips beneath Ais’ and pulls toward himself, making Ais sigh in annoyance, though he does nothing to argue.
Leander nuzzles his nose against the nape of your neck and presses a cool, momentary kiss to the skin. “Well…Isn’t this wonderful?” he whispers almost too quietly for Ais to hear. “You’re softer than most.”
“Figures you’d say that, with your body count,” Ais mumbles, burying his head onto the top of yours and squishing you into his bare pecs. A hand slithers behind your neck to pull you closer and brushes Leander away.
Only for a moment.
Leander’s fingers cradle up your front and take hold of your chin. He forces your head to turn toward the ceiling and presses a gentle kiss to your cheek, delicate, almost like he thinks you’re more sensitive than you really are. With everything you’ve been through during your life, you nearly laugh at how soft he’s treating you.
“You’re special,” he promises.
“Bullshit,” Ais grumbles, but you feel the shift of a smile on top of your head as his lips touch the crown in a much stronger kiss than Leander’s. It’s interesting how different the two are from each other, though you have to admit both are just as confident.
With your head buried into Ais’ chest and your waist being pulled backward into Leander’s, your breath runs hot, but your mind runs with peace. Even between two of the most powerful beings in Eridia, you feel somehow safe. No one would dare interrupt the moment if they valued their life.
After a while—though you know that you shouldn’t—you allow your eyes to drift shut, earning a huff of amusement from Ais and a chuckle of adoration from Leander. But neither of them say anything as you drop into a soft sleep, feeling protected more than you have more many, many nights.
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ghostgirlvii · 5 months
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I found another one! God I really love pissing off Ghost with my bad shooting skill at this point 🫢🤣 (Please ignore how this is at the great cost of seeing Ghost being shot at as well!!! sorry love!)
What is less fun is that, the first time I found out about this I'd miss by accident, but by insta-replay wasn't working. So had to go again and do it on purpose. It doesn't feel the same lol
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sincerely-sofie · 6 months
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Cave-in: A comic starring Darkrai, Dusknoir, and an unconscious Twig on an expedition gone wrong.
(Note that this takes place after the ending of the fanfic, and people have settled into having Darkrai in their lives... for the most part. Dusknoir still hates his guts and doesn't trust him whatsoever.)
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