#binksy

[plushieanimals]

ty beanie babies 🐇 binksy, winksy, & minksy the bunnies

[planetbeanie]

Birthday beanie: June 4th 🌼

Thankie

You share a birthday with Binksy the Bunny!

[manonamora-if]

After a week (or so) fighting with binksi, I have some sort of a prototype completed for the 2-Button Jam.

It's pretty short. You only use your up ( ^ ) and down ( v ) arrows to more the character, see the next bit of text, or make a choice. I've also added a downloadable option for this one for peeps who want to dive into the code, tinker with it, or use the tileset.

Anyway, this was loads of fun to do. So, I'll probably try to make more of them in the future :)

[manonamora-if-reviews]

InGirum by Beny Danette

IFDB - OG (French) - Translated (English) CW: death, grief, depression, suicide

Summary: InGirum is an unfinished game. It's a game in ruins, just like its creator.

This was an incredible game. Using the framing of a game within a game, it taps into the creepypasta vibes and lost content, by adding voiced commentary (amazing voice!~) and an interface of an old glitchy computer. In the game, you play bits of games and demos, created in binksi, from an author who had previously found success, but struggles to put out his next game.

Throughout the game (the one you play), commentaries from the narrator can be heard (in French, subtitled in English) at specific moments (especially the starts and ends of the games-in-game), explaining the state of mind of the author, his motivations for creating certain demos, or links between his games (often in symbolisms and writing on the wall). Most games-in-game are unfinished, explained by the narrator as to why.

The interactivity might not be traditional IF, as you are playing binksi (requiring more movement than choice), and is sometimes obtuse (especially the hidden mazes and paths, though they are not hard), but it reflects the commentary of the narrator on the subject. There are clear reasons as to why a level is built the way it is, why you can't reach certain element until much later down the line, why some demos look polished and some are messed up version. The mirror between what you see in the games-in-game and you hear/read with the commentaries is fascinating, as well as very creepy.

Throughout the game, tension builds up, with all the strange and creepy bits adding onto the pile, culminating to a climax that twisted my stomach. Every bit is linked, right up until the end.

And impressive game, taking you on a choke hold.

If you can understand French, I highly recommend that version.

[sagemintiart]

Just released a mini visual novel prequel for my upcoming otome, titled, '(A) Techie in Love byte: Dominic' which takes the pov of Mc's Cecilia's childhood friend Dominic, months before the main game(which is releasing next year).

Watch the trailer here;

Play it online or download for windows free here;

[binksytatts]

Hey! I’m Binksy ✨

I normally hang out on Instagram and Facebook but I’ve decided to expand my socials to Tumblr and Twitter too 🥰

I’m an anime tattoo artist, and I love anime and cartoons and video games!

Keep an eye on my socials to see my work and keep up to date 🥰

[1-800-local-slut]

The Scientist Chapter 4

Hey everyone! Now, I know this was two days late but I have a reason: it was my birthday and I scheduled this to post on July 16th on accident instead of July 6th 😭. I didn't even notice until after my party 😭. I'm sorry don't murder me. I hope you guys like this one and forgive me for scheduling this for the wrong dayc

Warnings: an argument, smut, fingering (f receiving), cursing, making out, Poe is an ass man, marking, reader is super horny tbh 😭

Pairings: Poe Dameron x Shy!Black!Scientist!Fem!Reader

Series Masterlist

Next part <3

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The day was calm, and then it wasn’t. What happened was, a tense argument due to a report the Scientist had ordered to be rewritten by someone else after it was submitted by Juanant, the short biologist who kept causing Poe irritation from his first day to now. He didn’t take kindly to this and barged into the office while everyone was having lunch. Two more women came in during this relaxing session to drop off some paperwork and Juanant stormed in like a bat out of hell.

Then the argument started. Merca stood up quickly as the man came down on her friend, pointing and screaming at her while she ignored him and ate her salad. Forian tried to separate the two, but had to step away when he saw Merca perched to jump across the room and take the man's head off. She was screaming curses in a foreign language, and the man continued screaming as the other two women stood there ogling the scene before them.  The Scientist sighed, cursing herself out for thinking she’d get a peaceful day.

“You’re a bitch who sits in her fucking chair and barks orders. Then you run around like a crazy person. I went to Bar’leth, you don’t even have a degree.” A yawn left the Scientist and she rolled her eyes. Please, Merca calls her worse during an argument. Poe had clenched his fist at his side, where he now came to stand next to the Scientist when the chaos started. He poised to strike when the biologist approached, but the Scientist stopped him by raising her left hand and looking up into his eyes. But that was before the man began his verbal assault on her. Now she wished she allowed Poe to lay him out. As the screeching continued the woman let herself space out. Her thoughts wandered as her eyes drifted up to Poe.

Poe Dameron. The sexyist man she had ever laid her eyes upon. His handsome features filled her daydreams. Dreams of him taking her somewhere far away, far away from the pure foolishness of her day to day life. Dreams of him pulling her into deep searing kisses that set her body on fire. Her school girl crush slightly embarrassed her, especially with how poorly she hid it, but sometimes she let herself dream. Dreamed of him expressing how much he liked her, dreams of him holding her hand or her latching onto his arm as they walked through marketplaces. He’d ask before touching her hair and placing a kiss on her forehead. He’d smile at her, no one else but her. Like in the romance comics she’d read when she had time. Those were the most romantic experiences she’d ever had. With all her studies, she never even had time for a serious crush, let alone relationship or sex. But meeting Poe changed something inside of her to a point where she couldn’t even think sometimes if he stared at her with those chocolate eyes that hypnotize her. Hell, she was hypnotized by the way his jaw clenched and his eyes filled with anger. He was so hot she could hardly contain herself. Her thoughts wandered on until-

“You’re fucking bald.” Silence cut through the room as Poe stood stiffly in front of the short bald man. Everyone went still, even Binksy. The head of the biology section, Juanant Hemnewi, was red faced and his mouth gaped open. To be fair, no one was expecting Poe to say it. Maybe Forian, possibly Merca but not Poe who had stolen the hearts of the entire Science department in the two months he’d been present. Except for this one guy. 

Her eyes widened and she blinked a few times as her mouth gaped open. Sure she was thinking it but she wasn’t ready for him to say it. Merca snorted, stifling a laugh and the other two women gasped.

“You’re a short, bald, bitch, whose career can’t even amount to do everything this woman does in a day let alone a week. Sure she has no degree, but you know what she does have? A better job than you. You barged into the office that she owns to complain because you have the writing skills of a toddler.” The man gaped then closed his mouth.

And Poe smirked, soaking the Scientist panties so fast it was a bit humiliating. Then Merca busted out laughing and everyone turned to look at her as Forian held her upright and she wiped water from her eyes. 

She grinned through tears, holding her stomach and wheezing. Then the Scientist grinned. Poe and Merca were right. She’s sexy, smart, and doing far better than this guy. How had she forgotten that for the sake of professionalism and not letting her temper explode. She let out a contained laugh before speaking.

“You’re a jackass whose wife left him for a better man and whose daughter works here but tells people her father died. How are you even talking to me right now?” Through breathy laughter Poe broke out into the smile she loved seeing.  Her irritated mood now improved by heaps. Forian rolled his eyes and went back to his sandwich, and the Scientist could only guess that he felt like the threat of danger had significantly decreased. 

“You are going to regret the day you decided to even come work here. In fact, you’ll regret the day you even picked up a book related to anything about science.” With a huff the short man stormed out. Through the mocking laughter, the Scientist mustered a response.

“I’m sure I will, but you’re old ass will be dead before I do.” Merca’s fit of laughter increased and Poe looked down at her with a smile. Eventually her laughter died down and she picked her fork back up.

“What a pussy.” another mocking laugh escaped her throat as she grinned and smiled up at Poe. Sure, his statement caught her so off guard she was still in disbelief. But he said something. Something in defense of her, and even though Merca was prepared to commit a violent crime, the Scientist didn’t imagine Merca’s hands roaming up and down her body late at night. And something about a man so fine who she basically just met going to bat for her really inspired something new in her. Something far deeper than her small crush.

⭐⭐⭐

The day was ending as Poe and the Scientist wished everyone a good night. It was just the two of them in the lab now. The regular random experiment that she did with Merca and Forian had just wrapped up. Once more the lab was a mess, cups, papers, bowls, scattered about. She sat at her regular work bench where she was sat the first night she met Poe. Poe was sitting on a chair next to the desk as she focused on a small remote she was building for Binksy. The Scientist however couldn’t find it in herself to focus. Her thighs shifted uncomfortably, as she felt hypnotic brown eyes watching her. Poe’s elbow rested on the table, and one of his hands held his head up. Taking a deep breath she decided to grab the bull by its horns as Merca put it when they had lunch together and she spilled her guts about her feelings regarding Poe.

“Is something wrong?” She asked softly, her voice coming out more squeaky than she wanted. She cursed herself mentally but kept a calm face.

“Huh?” Poe replied. His hair moved in a way that was so cute she just wanted to touch it. She always wanted to touch Poe’s hair, imagining how soft it would feel to grab it while they kissed.

“You’ve been staring at me.” Clearing her throat, she instinctively took her hair and coiled a small piece around her finger. She bit her lip in anticipation. What if he confessed being in love with her right there? She slightly shook her head free of delusions. She never had luck with men nor women, how could Poe who probably has endless experience want her? Sure she was more gorgeous than she sometimes gave herself credit for, and Poe was someone who she’d look amazing with, she was more worried her personality wasn’t anywhere near interesting enough to intrigue him.

“Nothing, I just like looking at your face.” Poe responded quickly, almost like he didn’t have time to think of a different answer, and her head snapped in his direction. His eyes went wide at the quick crack of her neck. He looked nervous, and she scolded herself for the quick snap.

“You…like looking at me?” She asked tentatively. This felt like something out of a book and she was certainly eager to turn the page. He took a breath and shut his eyes, bracing himself almost before he opened his eyes.

“Uh…yeah. I do, you have a pretty face.” She slowly got up and walked over to him before sitting on the desk right in front of his seat where his elbow rested. She felt his eyes ghost over her thighs and she slightly leaned in. Maybe she felt emboldened by the dull ache of exhaustion in her throbbing brain.

“Tell me more.” Her voice was soft and Poe crossed his legs. She wasn’t even sure what she was talking about but Poe sat red faced and averted eye contact.

“You’re pretty. You have really nice hair too and you have good fashion sense. You smell nice and wear cute makeup. But not too much where it’s distracting. And your eyes are really pretty.” It came out in a mumble but she didn’t care. Poe Dameron, the most gorgeous, caring man she’s ever met just told her how much he liked her face. A moment of silence settled over the two, before she remembered to respond.

“...I like your face too. You have good bone structure. And you also have really nice eyes.” Turning away to avoid eye contact, she held back how soft and kissable his lips looked. Slowly, their eyes met and she wanted to just jump into his arms.

“Thanks.” Was all he said while staring into her soul like he could see her desires. The lab melted away within moments and she used her arms to scoot her closer to the edge and closer to him. He looked closer at her and her breath hitched. Her hands brushed over his elbow and they both looked at it. Making a move, Poe moved his elbow before he touched her hand and then looked into her eyes again. A flustered frown was on her face, a bit embarrassed at how badly she wanted him. 

More silence.

“You know, I really really like your lips.” He confessed as his hand covered hers completely. His voice now low and even, her ears and neck felt hot.

“...You do?” Was all she could muster. All her confidence left her immediately. Like he took it away in an instant. Like he also took her common sense, her ability to breathe, and much more. He took them away with one glance and her thighs pushed together.

“Yeah. I love the way they look when you smile, I love the way they look when you put on lipgloss.” He continued like he was trying to kill her. And she tried to think. What should she do in this situation? What would a character in one of her thousands of novels do? What would Merca do? Taking a breath she finally responded.

“So do something about it.” It was mumbled but it was still something. Her nerves spiked but a thrill ran through her all the same. This was progress! Looking at it like an experiment, she could learn how he would react to boldness. Or at least that was helping her calm down.

A sly grin came across Poe’s face and he stood up before leaning over her and looking between her eyes and her lips. Then he pressed his lips to her softly and she shut her eyes while her brain melted. It was like eating a piece of candy she hadn’t had in a while. She was more than pleased to report she was right too, Poe’s lips were soft and plush. He pulled away from her and she let out a soft huff. More. She wanted way more.

“How was that for something?” He asked while pressing his forehead against hers.

“It was certainly….something.” Was all she responded while reaching a hand up. He liked her. Or wanted to kiss her at least and she wanted to kiss him too. No use containing herself now. She pulled him back down by his shirt collar and he consumed her with another world stopping kiss. 

His tongue scanned over her bottom lip and he led her into a passionate mixing of their tongues and saliva. She wrapped her arms around his neck, the throbbing between her legs harder and harder to ignore by the second. His hands slipped around her waist like she had imagined many times. But this was nothing like her late night fantasies, it couldn’t even compare.

Her legs slowly lifted to go around his waist and she pulled him in closer. He couldn’t be close enough to her it seemed. He pulled away to suck in a deep breath before planting a kiss on her neck. She let out a soft whimper. For a minute, the woman was worried she’d explode.  She didn’t know if markings could be left on black people, maybe it depended on the skin tone. She knew Merca gave Forian one during a drunken night but it was barely visible. More like a tender spot on his neck (that Merca enjoyed running up to him and violently poking him in it) for a few days. But she was eager to find out if Poe could leave one on her. 

He scooped her up rather tenderly and sucked a passionate bruise into her neck. Trembling, she was more than embarrassed at her eagerness but something about Poe’s slight aggression told her he was more than eager. Something about it felt desperate. He moved backwards, landing in a chair in pulling one of her thighs up and more around his hips. She adjusted her body, and a whimper left him when she pulled back to adjust. 

“You okay?” He asked as she knelt with her thighs around his hips. 

“Very.” Was all she could muster while planting a desperate kiss on his lips to which he responded with enthusiasm. His large hands cupped her ass, kneading the flesh and she softly moaned into the kiss. He pulled away again and went back to leaving bruises on her neck and he ran his tongue over her neck and planted a soft kiss on the third bruise while he led her hips down onto his. She felt something hard as a rock directly underneath her clit through her pajama pants. He let out a broken groan before he looked at her right in her embarrassed eyes.

“You like that?” The whisper felt like she had been shot but she nodded. He grinned wolfishly before he kissed the skin on top of her breast that was exposed by her cami and she jerked her hips in shock as he went back to his mission of leaving bruises all over her skin. Each kiss left her begging for more and each time she moved her hips the friction killed them both. He was moving her ass with his powerful hands and rotating her hips in a circle and he thrusted his hips upwards. Testing the waters she supposed.

This Scientist underwear was so wet that it felt sticky. She felt dizzy from the burning kisses left on her skin.

“There’s a good girl.” more whispers that caused strong legs to squeeze around his hips. He was admiring the myriad of bruises he left. She found out through the best way possible if black people could get hickeys. It was more than safe to say this was the best experiment. Soft, breathy moans that left her cheeks burning but were spurring Poe onwards.

“You know, you’re so gorgeous. I’ve wanted you for a loooong time.” Now he was whispering directly in her ears. He just automatically knew how to drive her crazy. Her thighs shook, his talking was damn near going to send her into cardiac arrest. She softly moaned out his name, his thrust rubbing against her clit rendering her basically speechless.

He was now focused on gripping her thighs, letting out a grunt in response with his eyes glued to the bulge in his pants meeting her pussy. Taking a thumb, he ran it along her waist band. Could he feel how warm her skin was? Could he feel her heartbeat like she could through her entire body?

“I’m gonna lift you up gorgeous.” She nodded once more, her hands gripping his shoulders. True to word, Poe lifted her with incredible strength and plopped her down on a desk. He was whispering obscene confessions into her ear, and fidgeting with her waistband. 

“Can I touch you?” staring into his eyes she desperately nodded and he grinned before pressing a searing kiss to her lips. Slipping his hand down her pants and into her cotton underwear. The flutters in her tummy had her slowly drawing away to see what he was doing. He ran his middle finger and ring in between her lips and shivered at how wet she was. He pressed a finger to her clit and she jumped with a loud squeal. The two both went still.

‘Oh no…’ was all she could think. Then he smiled sweetly at her. She giggled nervously and now they were both giggling. 

“Nooooo, I’m sorry” Hiding her face in her palms she sighed in humility. He chuckled down at her.

“Don’t laugh!”A playful hit to his shoulder he took her hand and pressed a tender kiss to the back of her hand.

“You don’t have to be sorry, I’m sorry for taking things so fast.” He apologized to and a head shake came in response. 

“I want to go fast.” Her face felt warmer and she looked down at his belt, only able to think about what was behind it. He chuckled once more.

“I don’t want to go too fast and hurt you though. Maybe we can slow things down. Just for tonight?” He pressed another kiss to her neck and she nodded but only at the promise at another time. And she didn’t really want her first time on a desk in a lab. He smiled.

“That’s my girl.” she kissed his lips and he smiled against her lips before he slowly but seemingly against his own will, pulled his hand out of her pants. He let out a shaky breath in response to a whimper she let out. He saw the clear slime on his fingers and she closed her eyes for a second to make sure this was real. He instinctively licked his finger and gave her the other one with herself on it before she sucked herself off of his hand.

“Oh fuck.” The strangled groan left her wanting more. It was safe to say her small crush was far larger than she could’ve ever imagined.

[koolaidstain]

binksy, minksy and winksy!

[seedcomp-if]

Round 2 - Sprouting!

Today is Jan 9th, also the start of the Sprouting Round!

Come and Sprout some seeds into beautiful games!

You can find all 67 seed entries on the Planting Round page here.

As with the previous round, the Rules and Guidelines for the Sprouting round are just below the cut. If you do submit something and post it on this account, please tag us!

Round 2 : Sprouting

During the 2nd Round, Sprouting, you can sign-up your intent to use Seeds (optional, via this Excel Sheet) and submit your entry. 

 Discussion of seeds is encouraged in both our Discord and the Community Tab. A thread has also been created on the IntFiction Forum.

Submission Guidelines:

All entries must be Interactive Fictions.

All entries must be completed games. While there is no requirement in length, a reasonable target is about 15-30 minutes to play.

All Entries must be free to play for all during the competition.

All entries must be based on at least one seed from Round 1. You may choose to incorporate more  or all seeds if you wish to. 

The entries must follow the licensing type of the most restrictively licensed seed used (indicated on the seed page).

All entries must indicate the seeds used in their submission form.

Seed use is not exclusive to one person, multiple people can sign up for the same seed.  There is no 'dibs'.

You may use your own seed from Round 1.

While you are allowed use only your own seed (with no other seeds), this does go against the spirit of SeedComp! and thus your submission won’t be eligible for awards.

Content Warnings must be displayed when submitting the entry.

You can also opt out of receiving awards on your own when submitting. Organisers can submit entries but are not eligible to receive awards. 

We encourage you to provide a downloadable copy of your entry in your game page, for accessibility purpose.

Possible Softwares to create Interactive Fiction:

Twine

Bitsy

Ren'Py

Ink

ChoiceScript

PunyInform

Inform 6

Inform 7

Adventuron

ADRIFT 

Binksi

and many more can be found listed in the IF Wiki.

[greyknighterotica]

Feeling much better plus a funny note

I guess June is not my month? Ides of June? This is when I really hurt my leg out of the blue, too, last year.

Anyhow, both times I didn't eat or feel like much for days, and then when I did, I sure didn't feel like cooking, so I ordered some sandwich makings and just air fried my first one up and man, I love not cooking so much.

Don't get me wrong I love cooking and my homemade BBQ sauce is the shit, I start from tomatoes and everything, but wow, do I love NOT cooking so much, too!

The moment I can fuck off and be like "toesy woesy hurtsy--better have hamburgers and quesadillas this week."

Binksy comes by on the irregular as she sees fits and screams through the metal door, no longer sounding as scraggly as she did. Oh and MK is still here, too.

Tried to grow basil but indoor cat killed it. Trying to grow ginger by may have killed it myself (waiting to see, don't want to disturb, will try again if I have).

Book is coming along nicely. I know I've been talking about it, but it's my big project right now, and it's wonderful to feel that way about it.

God damn that was a good sammich.

[ask-jeweliverse]

> Hi! I'm Jinx and I'm new to the ask blog side of Tumblr. I wanted to make a blog for writing prompts and roleplay asks dedicated to my original characters ✨

If you're interested in demons, aliens, cute girls, queer singles in your area- then stick around!

>Tags: any ocs name, myocs, oclore, ooc

> Main characters:

Lola Lovette (she/her) 👽 Mai Hama (she/her) 🦑 Omar Olqik (he/it) 🌙 Linkoln Penn (he/him) 🖊️ Maris Basu (she/her) 🦈 Desta Douglas (she/her) 🐰 Liberty Pestis (it/its) 🩻 Lindsey Coy (he/him) 🎧 Barnes Binksy (he/they) 👾 Chip Spinne (he/him) 🕷️

> Minor characters + Family: https://toyhou.se/irlsans/characters/folder:3775325

⚠️Rules⚠️

1. No racism, sexism, homophobia/transphobia or politics (political talk is allowed with Darling)

2. Do not use slurs in your asks

3. If you send a suggestive ask, you MUST be 18+. All my characters are adults. No fetish content and no explicit NSFW.

4. Drugs and alcohol are allowed

5. Try to respect my OCs pronouns and sexualities. I will try to list them in the post or tags. If you didn't know I won't kill you over it but don't be a jerk!

6. Feel free to bully my ocs, but don't get mad when they're mean back muhahaha

7. Have fun, and leave a follow if you like us!

> Below the cut is a few images of what my original characters look like! Maybe one strikes your fancy ;) All art is by me @webkinzfish

Humanized versions:

[bugmoosetoys-blog]

Etsy listing available in my shop

Check out this item in my Etsy shop https://www.etsy.com/ca/listing/1300200256/ty-beanie-baby-binksy-the-bunny-7-inch

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[beaniebabyaday]

todays beanie is: binksy the bunny!

[manonamora-if]

I have now 2 choices coded, a diverging path, and some funky animations (because it's the 2-button jam so I can't use all arrows), and a weird story about dreams (one I have no idea where it is going).

[manonamora-if-reviews]

Jabberwocky, by Outgrabe

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Whimsical adaptation

This binksi game is an text-adventure adaptation of the Jabberwocky "poem", with hand-drawn background to represent each location/bit of the story. The text is quite a faithful adaptation to Carroll's whimsical (and slightly dark) style, and I'd even see the illustrations being part of a printed edition. While I managed to beat the monster on the first try (completely at random, because I forgot how the poem went - a poem included in the game, btw), it was fun restarting the game and try other directions, finding other monsters - ones you are not prepared to fight…

[mabjustmab]

#murderbeast in repose. Even though I think he likes the cold, we have treats and couches. #binksy #catsofinstagram https://www.instagram.com/p/BtTpiIxFZYr/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=dtd76dy41twn