#bravest-dee-rp

[themaskedswordsmen-blog]

bravest-dee-rp replied to your post: I lived bitch - Meta probably

((I give you full permission to have him say that in the thread, and I will be disappointed if he doesn’t))

three fucking months yesterday marked three fucking months since i started this event, and im about to put in the climactic ending that meta says “i lived bitch.” 

im a serious writer. 

[parttimepuff]

"Luna!" Kirby is here, holding out a bag of chocolate chip cookies. "Happy Friendship day! You're my most awesomest friend!" His grammar was off, but he meant well.

“Awwww, that’s so sweet! Thank you, Kirby! I didn’t even know there was a friendship day, otherwise I’d have gotten you something.” Luna took the cookies and thought for a moment. “Oh! I made a quiche for dinner, so you can share it with me!”

[the-amazing-mirrorersarchive]

((cranky because your blanky aren't you))

“’Cranky’? Sure, if you define ‘cranky’ as ‘extremely worried that history would repeat in the worst way’, then sure, I’m ‘cranky’.”

[ask-keeby]

{Yo, sorry for all that anon(though I guess not really anon since you know who it was) hate you've been getting. I'm new to this blog and already love it! Your art is awesome and the way you interpret the characters is adorable!}

((aww thank you :’D ))

[sweet-sister-trio]

((Family for Vanilla))

A new face was always note-worthy in Etheria’s castle, especially if they were a Puff. So when Vanilla was introduced to the mild-mannered and pretty puff named Snowdrop, she took an instant liking to her. She felt something in her heart, a feeling that she had experienced at least twice before.

There was a desire for her to get to know this other Puff, Vanilla had to. She was a high-ranking leader in Etheria’s Guard, and one of the most respected Dames. It was only good practice to get to know Snowdrop.

Some meetings and involved conversations later, Vanilla was feeling it again. It was for Snowdrop, what did they say it was?

…Attraction?

It took Vanilla some courage to come forward about it to Snowdrop, just how she felt. And she was absolutely relieved when the other reciprocated those feelings.

“..Sn-Snowdrop… Are you sure you’d want to start building this relationship with me?” Vanilla asked her gloomily, casting her eyes to the ground.

“What? But why not, Miss Vanilla?”

“Um… B-before you were here.. I already had a mate..” She hesitated. Clearly, the memory was painful. “He.. He was killed by a beast… A-and we had two Pufflings together…”

Snowdrop looked sympathetic as she reached over and laid a gloved paw on Vanilla’s. “I’m so sorry about your loss. I-if you don’t-”

“No.. No, it’s okay, Snowdrop.” Vanilla murmured. “It happened, and there is nothing I can do to change that. But at least I still have his legacy with me… But.. I think I am allowed one more chance, right?”

“Miss Vanilla..”

“Please, just call me Vanilla.”

~

“Momma, can we see the brooch again?” Delphinus prompted Snowdrop, who was thoroughly enjoying this rare break she had received. Her step child was asking to see the engagement brooch she and Vanilla had commissioned, the jewels that symbolized their bond together. Obliging, Snowdrop reached within her wing-concealing cape and withdrew the brooch, handing it to the curious child.

The brooch was of the snowdrop flower, which was what she was named for. Behind the flower was a pair of feathery wings. The jewels were sparkling white sapphires, and the metal was silver. The brooch was perfect, and they each had one. Of course, Vanilla carried the brooch for her and Ram still, just as a reminder of his memory. Snowdrop couldn’t blame her for that, and she didn’t mind it in the slightest. Vanilla told her that at Ram’s funeral, she saw the glimmering jewels of his brooch nestled in his paw.

However, their brooch ceremony had obviously been one of the happier days of her life. Snowdrop could feel Vanilla’s love and happiness filling the small room as they fastened the brooches to their ceremonial sleeves. Being pronounced as mates was a big deal to their species, and Snowdrop was happy she could give Vanilla her second chance.

Such thoughts were shaken away as Vanilla came over, Junonia tucked under her wing. Snowdrop initially smiled at her, but her smile dissipated when she saw her in a disheveled state.

“Vanilla? Are you okay?” Snowdrop quietly asked Vanilla as she plopped down next to her and groaned.

“‘Been sick all day…”

“Oh… Uh… Have you gone to Perseids about that?” Snowdrop whispered.

“Why would I need to do that?” Her mate lazily whined. “That means I have to get up again…”

“Well, it could be…” Snowdrop glanced over to her step-children, who were distracted by their own conversation. “…It could be something more, you know?”

Vanilla’s wings fluff up as a thought dawns on her. “…Sorry. I’m not thinking straight right now, but… How long ago was that one thing? You know, the thing Perseids suggested?”

“…Four weeks ago?”

“…R-right… I think it’s best to go to the infirmary. C-can you…?”

“Of course, my sweet.”

~

“V-Vanilla…” Snowdrop murmured to her weakened partner. Her voice was sore from all the worried and joyful tears she had been shedding earlier. “P-p-please… Promise me you won’t scare me like that ever again!”

“I’m… … Sorry…” Vanilla rasped, her paw trembling to grasp Snowdrop’s. “I didn’t mean to…”

“It’s okay… It’s okay…” Snowdrop whimpered back. “P-Perseids was able to save you, at least…”

“And… The little ones?”

“She said they’ll all be fine as well.” Snowdrop whimpered, a few loose tears of joy slipping. “It’s a miracle, Vanilla… It’s a pure miracle!”

“Can… Can I see them, p-please?” The weary mother asked, prompting Snowdrop to nod and pad over to the other side of the recovery room. Vanilla’s sisters, Cinnamon and Mint, had been peering at the four bundles in the crib, their own children had been left in the care of Eirny and Rosea for the time being as they helped Vanilla recover. Of course, they each picked up one of the four pufflings as Snowdrop took the other two in her arms.

Seeing them at last brought a smile to Vanilla’s face. “Did.. Did you name them yet?”

“N-no, I wanted to wait for you. I couldn’t just go naming them without you!”

“Oh.. But I’m awful at naming things…” Vanilla murmured. “What did you have in mind,,, D-dear?”

“Oh, well… They all inherited wings, you see. So I was thinking about birds…”

Vanilla smiled warmly,a slight giggle escaping her. “You were always a bird watcher… Can I see t-two of them? We’ll each name two.”

“O-Okay…” Snowdrop delicately placed the two she was holding into Vanilla’s arms. It was a pale gray female and the only male of the bunch, who was black and had a distinctive red stripe on his head. Vanilla smiled at the two, their coos bringing her joy.

“I think… I’ll name the gray one Chickadee.. And the little boy can be Woodpecker.” Vanilla mused, nuzzling her pufflings.

“Um.. Let’s see.. The brown and white girl can be Sandpiper. And the darker brown and cream will be Finch.”

As the two considered the names, the other Sweet Sisters broke their little silence.

“Chickadee, Sandpiper, Finch, and Woodpecker… Yeah, they all seem to fit them.” Cinnamon cooed as Sandpiper began to reach for her aunt in Snowdrop’s arms.

“I think they’re all lovely! Delphi and Juni will love them all, I’m sure!” Mint chimed, her tail wagging.

“Then it’s settled.” Vanilla beamed. “Snowdrop, you should go get Perseids and inform her about the names. She’ll want to fill out the certificates…”

“R-right. We should put these guys back in their crib..” Snowdrop murmured absentmindedly as she carefully set the pufflings down in the crib one by one. Once they were all in there, she moved them next to Vanilla, so she could see them.

“Get some rest, okay?” Snowdrop whispered to her tired mate.

“Yeah, Snowdrop. I’m thinking you need it, too. I can see it in your eyes..”

“Ahaha! I guess.” She giggled, sidling over to Vanilla and nuzzling her.

“Goodnight…” Vanilla murmured scarcely as Cinnamon and Mint turned the lights down in the room before leaving.

[forgottenstars]

Ah. It seems that on her journey to Floralia, Paintra had begun hearing voices. How wonderful. Seems some things never change... and the shattered fourth wall is one of them.

“I can’t speak for anyone else, but I’m pretty sure if I were to have a kid I’d just paint them into existence,” she said to no one in particular. That... Logically, that seemed right, anyway. She couldn’t imagine a sentient paintbrush would be able to carry a child in the traditional sense.

[popopo-of-the-stars]

Continued(X) ( @bravest-dee-rp)

“Wh-what? N-no, I don’t want to do that!”

          ☆Popopo sighed, and tried to calm down. He didn’t want to make this Kirby to get anymore upset than he already was!☆

“....I... I just wanted to come and apologize.... f-for what I did.”

“You,... you were right. I thought I could fix things if I tried to put the Star Rod back, and help Amy so there wouldn’t be a reason to stop people from having dreams, but things... got bad real fast...”

            ☆Another sigh. That was a dark moment that was currently hard to forget.☆ 

“...A-and even though at least that’s over, I-I still couldn’t forget about slapping you like that. I-I wasn’t thinking very well, and th-there’s... no excuse for that. I’m... I’m sorry... I just want to make it up to you.”

            ☆Despite what happened, he still didn’t want there to be any bad blood between them.☆

[hoodedhalcandran-archive]

"Fifty-seven," the Halcandran answered, hovering in such a way as to try and peek at what the dee was hiding. "Still kinda young for my kind."

“Guess whose birthday it is! Mine! There’s a party at my place and everyone’s invited!”

“I’m throwing myself my own party because no one else is gonna do it”

((open for interaction))

[edge-lorb-meta-knight]

"Congratulations!" The pink puff was jumping in joy.

“Thank you, Kirby! I’m so excited!”

[parttimepuff]

🍻- For something bad/mischievous you did as a child or teen that your parents don’t know about

“Well, most of that stuff I told them about later so…” Luna had to think on that. What was something bad she did that she hadn’t opened up about? 

“…Oh, I got one! So, my dad had gotten this real neat glass sculpture thing. Can’t really remember what it looks like now, but it was fascinating to me. He told me not to touch it, cause it was fragile and expensive, but I really wanted to.” 

“I waited until later when no one was looking to take it down from its shelf and mess with it. Then I heard someone coming and hastily put it back, but waaay too close to the edge. My Dad stepped into the room and was there just in time to see my cat brush against the shelves, knocking it to the ground where it shattered into a million pieces.” 

“So poor Calliope got the blame instead of me and I was too scared to own up to it, heh. Still feel kinda bad about it, even if I was just a little kid when it happened.”

[the-amazing-mirrorersarchive]

bravest-dee-rp replied to your post: ((Posi’s kirb: Broke the star rod and accidentally...

((I don’t recommend it. It sucks tbh eruijtrfe))

((It’s gonna happen sooner or later. Little babs do stupid things, after all.))

[fullmoonfireball]

i am Not Surprised

[knckle-joe-blog]

((Bite size))

Bite size: A small story that makes you happy

“I always think about the time Kirby and I beat Masher together. It was so fun!”

[nightmaresindreamland]

A waddle is walking up to the blue wizard, a bit of fear and curiosity leading him to walk right up to him. "Hello!" He squeaked out.

Nightmare was ten feet tall. Nightmare was also picking his teeth with his fingers idly, sort of leaning back on thin air and looking off. So when something got his attention, you’d bet he stopped whatever he was doing and looked around for whatever’d caught it.

The gargantuan wizard looked down at a tiny Waddle Dee with a blue hat.

“Didn’t I already mess with you? Oh, wait, yeah, no, that was one with a different hat. Well. New person, new bit of fun to be had.”

Nightmare leaned forward terribly insultingly, leaning so far down that it was safe to say he’d basically folded over himself. He held his hands behind his back as he let his grin show.

“Hi. What’s your name, kid.”

[edge-lorb-meta-knight]

Meta Knigt backs away and wraps himself in the dimensional cape. He can't take this anymore.

"You'll learn everything when you're older! Details and all!"

Woosh. There he go.

Meta Knight appears on the scene. "Want to know how I was made? Nightmare created me out of thin air to serve as his right-hand tactician and war machine. I was never born, technically. I was literally created by a monster-building wizard."

“Wait, so Nightmare built you without instructions? Then how come you weren’t born? Did he forget to eat you, so now you’re here?” The child was so confused. Was this how Meta’s baby was going to be built? Was that how he was built??

“How do babies make it out of the tummy, anyways?”

[edge-lorb-meta-knight]

((Ok but what if Meta holds the baby under his arm like he's a basketball))