#gimme shinies game

[onedivinemisfit]

Tagged by @longagoitwastuesday to make myself in this picrew. Don’t mind if I doooooo~

Had loads of fun yes. My black hair dye is waning this is probs the last picrew w black hair I can do.

Not tagging anyone unless they really want to, on which case do it and say I tagged you >:3

[winterinverona]

This is me after looking for new Pooklet'd hair on the database.

[l1tw1ck]

Gimme Some Sugar, Baby

Bottom Demon Bros with a Sugar Daddy (Masc Reader)

Mammon, Leviathan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub

↳ [Part Two]

CW: Sexual Coercion, Dub-Con, Oral Sex, Nipple Play, Handjob, Cunnilingus, Daddy Kink, Fingering

Mammon

CW: Sexual Coercion

Mammon was very excited to hear he'd get a constant flow of cash (you) and was willing to do a whole lot in exchange for it. Sex didn't even cross his mind though

"You want me to what?!" He exclaims. "I want you to suck my cock for 80,000 Grimm." You repeat yourself. "It's that, or no Grimm." You shrug. He frowns, it's a big sum of money that he definitely needs to have, but the cost...to take his oral virginity? Is it worth it?

Yes, it's worth it.

Mammon licks your shaft curiously, completely inexperienced but his cuteness makes up for it. He wraps his lips around the head of your cock, bobbing his head with your instruction. "Good boy.." You murmur, a blush forming on his cheeks. "Doing so well for your first time." You praise him. Mammon feels encouraged to move faster, sucking your cock with vigor.

It's not long at all before you're coming down his throat, filling his mouth with something he finds oddly tasty. He pulls away and looks up at you with puppy eyes. You hand him a heavy bag of Grimm, his eyes sparkling at the sight. Doing sexual favors doesn't seem so bad when there's hefty rewards like this.

Leviathan

ftm levi, nipple play, handjob (it counts as one, i think)

Of course Levi would want a sugar daddy, how else is he going to pay for all his anime merchandise? He'll even let you use his body in return, not because he likes you or anything though...(he does)

Leviathan sits on your lap with his shirt completely off while playing a video game. He lets out a shaky breath as your hands tug on his nipples before skillfully playing with the sensitive buds. Levi subconsciously rolls his hips down against your crotch, moaning quietly as he tries to focus on the game. You said you didn't want to inconvenience him, so you told him to keep playing his game while you use him. He was trying to do a "speed run" of the game but is now failing miserably. It just feels too good.

"Mmph.." He whimpers, gasping when your hand runs down his stomach and into his underwear. "Pay attention to the game." You remind him, slowly jerking off his small t-dick while your other hand still works his nipple. He tries to do as you say, returning some of his focus back onto his monitor. "Aah~" He moans, feeling a sudden wave of pleasure. "'M gonna-" He cuts himself off with a whine, body shaking as he comes.

Asmodeus

ftm Asmo, cunnilingus, daddy kink, afab language

He wasn't surprised when you told him what you want in return for taking him on shopping sprees. He wasn't unwilling to do it either, you pretty easy on the eyes and he assumes you're not so bad in bed

Your head lies between Asmodeus' legs, your tongue dragging along his wet sex while he lets out the prettiest of moans. He wasn't expecting you to be so good at this. "Yes- more-" He throws his head back, rolling his hips up. Your tongue feels amazing on his clit. "Mm- Yes~!" He exclaims, feeling your tongue slide inside his entrance. "Feels so good, Daddy~" He moans, trying his best not to crush your head with his thighs.

Your thumb rubs his clit furiously and pleasurably, causing him to arch his back as he gets close to an orgasm. "Hah- I'm gonna- gonna come~!" He sounds amazing as he comes on your tongue. He lets out a pleased sigh as he comes down from his high. You pull away, face shiny. "One more time?" You ask, smiling. Asmo giggles. "Can't get enough of me, huh?"

Beelzebub

ftm beel, finger fucking

You offered to buy all the food he wants no matter the cost and of course Beel was beyond excited to take you up on it. He eagerly agreed to do whatever you wanted, even if you want him to lie down and spread his legs.

You play with his t-dick, making him whimper as you get him aroused. "After this, we can go to the best restaurant in Devildom, okay?" You whisper into his ear, moving your hand down to slowly slide two fingers inside him one by one. Your palm brushing against his little dick. Beel nods, letting out shaky breaths as he gets penetrated for the first time. It feels weird, but it also feels good. You push your fingers in and out of his hole, loving how he feels squeezing your digits. "Does this feel good, Beel?" You ask softly, sliding a third finger in. He nods, whining.

Beel moans loudly as you fuck him with your three fingers, happily listening to your praises. "You're doing so well, baby." You speak directly into his ear. "I know you can take another, right?" You tease a fourth finger. Beelzebub nods gently. He hisses at the stretch of four digits inside him, gasping when you curl them upwards and hit his g spot. "Ah~!" His eyes widen. "Wa- wait~!" You keep hitting his sweet spot, quickly bringing him to a strong orgasm.

[assortedvillainvault]

Me, sending Thalassa another ask after a long tumblr absence? It's more likely than you think ;)

My request this time is more Shen x Reader...but through the Henchwolves' POV

Gimme that minion gossip 😆

It's benn a Goddamn Minute since I wrote anything for the murderbird, please accept this humble offering my friend! This is set loosely within Shen's hostile takeover of his family's palace, just pretend it's taking a few months longer for Po and the Furious Five to arrive.

Lord Shen x Reader (Henchwolves POV)

Sooo...the boss’s in looovvveee…

Ok well it’s more like Shen is speed-cycling through every emotion under the sun, like some kind of cursed knife throwing merry-go-round.

From an outside perspective that part is no different to how he normally is, really, potato tomato.

But ever since YOU entered the picture, he’s been swinging between regality and rage like it’s going out of fashion.

This would normally be time for the wolves to about-face and shamelessly hide behind the hired muscle of the rhino and gorilla guards, but between your bemused reactions and the Soothsayers amused snorts they have front row seats to China’s cheesiest love story and they’re not missing ANY of the drama.

Don’t forget, the wolves have followed Shen for nearly two decades by now – they know him. His ins and outs, his twitches and grandiose gestures. The way his right eyelid twitches when he can’t feel the knives in his sleeves.

They’re not familiar with the way his elegant steps stumble when you surprise him. Or how he loses his train of thought and sputters when you question his judgement. Or how he seems to fight the noble training of several years to fidget with his robes before posing just so to meet with you.

Guards from both the throne room and the gardens noticed his tail sweeping and twitching when talking to you, and in their experience, Shen’s tail is a dead giveaway for his flintstrike temper and at the time they were 99% certain he was about to stick a knife in your back and call it a day…

...until he presented you with a custom ordered gift and his overwrought nerves had his tail nearly leap into it’s classic fan as he awkwardly swallowed a squawk into a cough, trying to pretend this was a spur of the moment thing rather something he'd agonized over in private for five days.

At guard change they all but barged into the guardroom mess, hollering and sniggering.

“Shen’s PRESENTING!”

Chaos ensues. Bets are taken, at least one table is broken. One poor bastard ends up tossed from a fifth story window. He's probably fine.

It’s all boss wolf can do not to roll his eyes.

In contrast to the rest of the henchman – he operates much closer to Shen in a day to day capacity. So HE’s the poor bugger having to endure Shen’s erratic mumbling as the neurotic bird pores over battle plans, supply chains, letters and negotiations from nobility and powerful individuals to bribe. All that, he can deal with.

...What he can’t deal with is the way Shen’s eyes will glaze over mid mumble and suddenly he’s got an earful of spoiled royal lamenting how 50 reams of china’s finest silks isn’t even close enough to a satisfactory nest and How is he supposed to curry your favour if you only have 25 colours to choose from???

Fucking. BIRDS and their obsession with shiny shit.

Meanwhile, the Soothsayer is very much enjoying watching Shen work himself into a knot over whether or not he should ask her for a love life prediction.

It’s just a waiting game before he cracks. And she’s more than happy to trip him up and poke fun in the meantime, catching your eye from the background and winking as she eats his sashes and pulls fake prophesies out of her ass.

(She approves of you, don’t worry, and she lowkey is happy for Shen to have found someone as wonderful as you, but also: you deserve better and her lingering fondness for Shen as his former nanny doesn’t blind her to that.)

Hope you enjoyed these headcannons friend!

[anime-owo-kage-san]

Mindless Kindness (Freakshow!Funnybunny)

(Pomni is still favored by Caine in this fic, but, not in a Showtime sense. He’s more on just making sure his shiny new addition, isn’t getting ruined too soon.)

Forgive me if they’re out of character, or I got something wrong. I wasn’t sure how to make this work. The characters personalities are moslty from my personal headcannons, and assumptions about them.

Also, while I think hootbon stated Caine is more lenient with both Pomni and AIngle, for this, he just likes Pomni a little bit more.

Jax x Pomni aren’t canon in the AU. I just like the ship.

Freakshow belongs to: @hootbon

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Pomni was never one to speak her mind.

Well…maybe she was. But, not anymore.

Because, apparently trying to express your human feelings, can get you killed or demented. (Or in Ragatha’s case; permanently silenced).

Although she’ll just come back, because death isn’t possible in this world (except for one type of dying…), it’s still not a pleasant thing to experience, whether it be by an accident during an adventure, or by the hands of the ringleader, or by the hands of the other trapped members.

After her first encounter with the twins, Pomni avoided Gangle like the plague. The living teary eyed porcelain mask, turned out to be just as violent and murderous as her ‘sister’; resulting in the wooden ballerina’s first ‘Game Over’.

And she never wanted to repeat the mistake she made ever again.

But at the moment; there she was, confused with her own internal debating, of whether to approach the twins once more or not.

Pomni was just planning on sleeping for the rest of the leisure hour, until Caine called them up for showtime again. She wasn’t expecting to pass by, a scene like…. this.

Right before her eyes, were the twisted twins. Gangle wasn’t really doing anything, only silently watching behind her conjoined sister, as she carried on with her sadistic joke.

AIngle was once again puppeteering the lifeless Kaufmo with her ribbons. Making him dance, smile, and wave, at an uncomfortable Jax, who was trying to be nonchalant about the cruel joke.

“Jax ol’ buddy! It’s me! Wanna joke around?” AIngle said, using her Kaufmo voice. “C’mon, let’s do something together!”

“Come on, bunny rabbit. Don’t you think it’s rude to ignore you best friend?” AIngle said using her regular voice, as she shook the clown around.

Gangle tried to intervene, “I-I don’t think you should—“

“I don’t think I asked you to speak.” AIngle cut off her timid half.

Gangle squeaked and stayed quiet.

Jax rolled his eyes to hide his discomfort. Just the thought of his dead friend, being puppeteered for shows made him sick in the stomach. And now this twisted ribbon freak, wants to fuck with his head, even off stage.

“I’m not… in the mood for this…” He tried to sound less in pain, and attempted to walk away.

But just like that, the ribbons holding the clown up, carried him over the rabbit’s head, and blocked his way.

Jax passing through the right, but Kaufmo was dragged and used to block that way as well. He tried to take a step to the left, but it resulted in the same way.

“Not until you gimme a good hug!” After saying that, the clown’s arms were spread open slightly leaning towards the rabbit, who instinctively leaned back.

“Kaufy and I don’t hug.” Jax said, a little too aggressively, when he turned back to the twisted twin.

“Well, Kaufmo back then didn’t. This one does!” AIngle said, inching Kaufmo closer to Jax, who stepped back even more. “I can make him do whatever I want. Including hugging and kissing his pathetic pet bunny.”

As she says that, she dragged the body closer to Jax. The lifeless arms almost touching his shoulders.

Jax, moved back again, unknowingly backing himself against the body of ribbons, until he was trapped in between her and the clown.

AIngle started making kissing sounds, that made Jax cringe, “Mwah mwah! Come on buddy, lemme pet behind your ears! Don’t you miss me?”

‘Kaufmo’ started getting closer, Jax gritted his teeth, and turned his head away.

Pomni continued to watch, her face scrunching in disgust, as she watched the incredibly fucked up scene. A part of her felt bad for the rabbit. Though he wasn’t, nor will ever be, Pomni’s favorite person in the circus, this was too far of a joke. Whether a jackass like Jax deserved it or not.

Nobody deserved to be taunted, with the corpse of someone they were close to.

She wouldn’t want to see this happening to Kinger with his wife, or Gangle with Ragatha, or herself with anyone she might consider close to to her.

You know what? Fuck it.

She died once, it’s bound to happen again.

May as well try and get used to it.

It might even save her of what’s left of her sanity, if she tries to adapt to the feeling.

Feeling uncharacteristically bold, she made her way to them.

Pomni admits, part of her wished she was less brazen with her words, but that spur of the moment part of her, spoke without thinking. “AIngle. Fuck off.”

Understandably caught off guard, the AI sister stopped with her taunting and turned her head to the ballerina.

Gangle and Jax, who were also equally surprised, looked at Pomni with wide eyes.

Confusing changed to irk, as she raised her eyebrow at the wooden doll. “Excuse me? I must’ve misheard you back there.”

“Then let me repeat myself. Fuck off.” Pomni said, more aggressively. No turning back now. It’d be more embarrassing to take it back.

“Puppeteering these bodies are for the show. Not for your entertainment. Put the clown back with the other bodies, and stop messing with Jax.” Pomni said, in a commanding tone.

“And why do you suddenly care about the bunny? Doesn’t everyone hate him? I say, I’m doing something nice for everyone else he messed with.” AIngle said, her lips curling up in a smirk. Though, anyone with eyes could tell, she was still pissed.

“He’s already fucked in the head as it is. There’s no need for you to make him an even bigger psycho, and an even bigger problem.” Pomni replied.

She wasn’t sure if that was her reason. Actually, she not even sure, what her reason for defending Jax could be. Sure she felt bad, but she’s not usually risking her life to defend someone. Even if she won’t be dead forever. Still, that didn’t stop her.

AIngle let go Kaufmo’s body and let it drop to the ground. “And what makes you think, you can tell me what to do?” She jabbed her ribbon hand, at the center of Pomni’s face, where her nose should be.

“You’re not abstracted yet. But, I can still take over your body, and turn you into a real ventriloquist dummy. The best part? You’d be conscious to see how I can easily control you!” She threatens the brunette doll, grinning evilly at her.

“You can….” Pomni said, her voice cracking, her nervousness showing. But quickly as it slipped, she put her brave face back on. “But, you won’t!”

“Remember? I’m Caine’s favorite. If you try to do anything to me before I even abstract, he’d be really pissed at you for ruining his prized possession.”

Pomni internally cringed at herself for that one. She doesn’t usually like playing that card. She never really cared for the favoritism. So long as she’s not on Caine’s bad side, that’s enough for her.

But at this moment, she was doing and saying the exact opposite of what she would usually do.

“Oooh~! Prima Failerina’s suddenly using her princess privileges~?” AIngle said in a mocking tone. Still, Pomni didn’t miss that eye twitch.

She brought her face closer to the doll, staring her down. “Little bitch, suddenly wants to use the ringmaster as a shield, huh.”

She moved her face away, but her eyes remained on her. And continued, “You’re only favored for your pretty face. You’re lucky to be brought into this world, in this body. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be interesting in any way to him. You mean as much to Caine, as a brand new doll means to a child. Once you get tattered and depreciated, he won’t care if you’re safe or not.”

Jax had already moved away from the mask, but was too intrigued by the scene before him to leave.

AIngle let out a dry laugh, “But, you’re right…” She said bitterly. “As Caine’s precious doll, I can’t hurt you on purpose.”

She shrugged. “But, I can ignore you. And do whatever I want with the others. Since, I won’t be in trouble for messing with the already depreciated toys.”

She turned away from Pomni, and picked Kaufmo back up. “Ohhh bunny boy~!” She called out, as her ribbons wrapped around Jax and pulled him back in for another game of dead dolls.

“Would you get off me, freak!” Jax tried to wriggle out of the ribbons.

“Why should I? I’m giving you more time with your friend.” AIngle started letting put sadistic giggles, and she continued her own self-entertainment.

“Let go of him, and put Kaufmo back.” Pomni butted in once again.

“And what are you gonna do? Little miss wooden joints?” AIngle taunted again, looking down at Pomni. “I may not be able to do whatever I want with you, without getting an earful from Caine. But, what can YOU do other than yap at me like a stubborn chihuahua?”

Pomni silently glared at her for a couple of seconds, her eyes narrowed and face infuriated. Her fist clenched and shaking.

She then moved her eyes to an object on the ground.

It was Jax’s bat. A large piece of wood with a disturbing amount of nails hammered into it. He must’ve dropped it in the middle of the trying to avoid Kaufmo’s body.

Pomni didn’t know why, but she walked towards it, and picked it up. She then made her way back to the grinning twin.

“Haha! You wouldn’t.” AIngle said with a confident voice. “Not after the last time.”

Acting without thinking, Pomni replied, “If it’ll get you to finally fuck off… then I’ll take my chances.” And she swung the bat towards the grinning piece of porcelain.

The force of the bat cracked the twin into several pieces, the nails also cutting into the ribbons restraining Jax, setting him free.

Pomni immediately pulled Jax away from Gangle and shoved him away as hard she could.

Just as she had already anticipated, Gangle started having another meltdown. Her face contorted into a horrific frown, and her ribbons lunged at Pomni, wrapping around her neck and waist.

Pomni was brutally thrashed around a few times, before the corrupted Gangle dragged her off somewhere else to slowly murder.

Jax was just there… on the ground. Staring off to where the ballerina was dragged off to.

He looked at Kaufmo, whose body was abandoned on the floor, and little bits of porcelain next to him.

The rabbit stood up and walked towards lifeless clown, picking him up and positioning him in a piggyback ride.

As he carried his friend, the image of the wooden doll’s face flashed back in his mind.

Eh….

He wasn’t good at saying ‘thank you’, nor did he like saying it. So, he won’t be thanking Pomni.

But, he’ll be sure to say something to her when she comes back.

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I’ll probably make a part two.

Tbh, it was pretty hard trying to make them in character in this AU, while still shipping them. I’m a Funnybunny shipper, but when it comes to the Freakshow AU, I lean more towards Showtime. But, I wanted to take up the challenge of trying to make them ‘shippable’ even in this AU.

So what do you guys think….?

[scekrex]

I swear, you can't get rid of me, dude.

Another prompt ✨ Adam and reader playing a "What do you meme" game but it's DIY with instead of actual meme pictures, it's reaction pics of either of them, some of Lute, Sera, Emily and other angels (But mostly them). The reader pulls out a card he made specifically for this occasion that read "When you're playing a game with your partner, but suddenly someone interrupts it to propose" Adam being the dumb bitch that he is doesn't realise anything and searches for an ideal card, the card probably being:

When he finally goes to put the card into the table, he sees the reader on his knee with a nice velvet box, a shiny golden band with a sapphire in the middle and Adam just disconnects from the server, blue screen, the equivalence of this gif:

You say that like I want to get rid of you, nah bitch ur stuck with me now. Also: another crack fic whoop whoop (even tho the ending turned out super soft n cute imo) also Adam's basically me. You have to say that shit straight up to my face otherwise I'll think ur joking lol

I'm liking it better with you

pairing: Adam x male!reader

warnings: language, yet another crack fic

note: not beta read bc fuck you I don't have beta readers

If someone would've told you that you'd spend your afterlife with the Adam, you would've called them insane, yet there you were.

Adam was sitting on the couch across from you while you had made yourself comfy on the armchair, between the both of you was a small coffee table and on that table was a card.

‘When you realize the song you always skip is actually fire.'

You giggled to yourself as you played a picture of Lute. Her face was scrunched up and the expression on it basically screamed ‘I was wrong but won't admit it'.

That picture was from when Lute had lost a bet against Adam that had involved you and him hooking up - it was from before the two of you had started dating and was old as fuck but that didn't make the picture less funny.

Adam grinned as you played the card, then he raised an eyebrow, “That’s the best you have to offer, babes?” You simply shrugged, “What, you think I'd play shitty on purpose? C’mon you know me well enough to know that I won't settle with anything less than the closest thing to perfect.” Adam was too focused on the game to understand the hint and to be honest you couldn't really blame him, so you continued the game without another word about it.

You picked the next caption card.

‘When you're cutting wrapping paper and the scissors start to glide.’

Adam was quick to slam a matching picture card on the table, it was a picture of him putting his index fingers together - he accidentally formed an A with his hands - his facial expression was giving praying vibes with his closed eyes and the slightly up tilted chin.

You remembered the day that picture was taken on so clearly, Adam had been in an argument with Lute, she wanted something from Sera and had asked Adam to pull some strings and Adam being the idiot he was had taken on the position shown on the picture right before he snapped at her, “Do I look like motherfucking God? Go talk to Sera yourself, bitch.”

“Fuck that's good,” you admitted quietly, unfortunately Adam had heard you, “Duh, I'm fucking Adam, of course I'm good at this game it features my fucking face and my face is fucking perfect.” You playfully rolled your eyes at the brunette who seemed quite proud of himself, “Yeah whatever Dickmaster, gimme another caption card.”

And so Adam did.

‘When your shampoo says ‘Damage Control’ but deep down you're still broken.’

“Getting personal now, are we?” you teased the taller man who shot you a playful smirk. He leaned against the backrest of the couch and put his arms up to rest on top of it, “Your words babes, not mine.” Oh that motherfucker, how you loved him.

You confidently played a picture card of yourself that time, it showed you passive aggressively slurping a milkshake that Adam had bought you only moments after someone's brat had knocked your ice cream cone onto the ground - ah good old times.

You vividly remember how pissed you had been, fuck, you remember how Adam had yelled at that kid to watch where the fuck she was going and then he had started to pick a fight with the mom and all that just because of some fucking ice cream. In the end Adam had managed to lighten up your mood by buying you that milkshake you were drinking in the picture you had just played. Adam had taken that picture to point out how cute your grumpy face looked, at the time you were not having it but looking back at it he kinda had a point.

“I’ll never get tired of seeing your munched up angry little face,” he chuckled as he looked at the picture of you. You stayed silent and played the next caption card, your hands were slightly shaking and by the love of God you hoped Adam was too distracted to notice. And luckily he actually was.

“The fuck is that?” he exclaimed confused as he read the card over and over again, then he looked up at you, “The fuck does ‘When you’re playing a game with your partner, but suddenly someone interrupts it to propose’ even mean?” You shrugged and Adam went through all of his picture cards twice.

And while Adam had been busy picking a card to play, you had gotten out of your seat and were now down on one knee beside him. In your hands there was a little box that was covered in purple velvet and contained a shiny golden band and the most beautiful looking sapphire was gleaming at Adam. It had been hard to find a band made out of pure gold instead of the thing just being gold plated, but in the end you had found the perfect one.

Finally Adam looked up from the cards he was holding and slammed one onto the table, “Try to beat that, bitch.”

On the picture he was frowning, his mask covered his face so the frown was all LED mask but it showed his emotions pretty well, one of his hands was raised as if he were to make a point about something.

At first the brunette blinked confused at the empty chair across from him, then his eyes caught yours and the cocky grin that had sat on his lips so perfectly fell, it left an expression you weren't able to read. “Adam,” you spoke softly, slightly irritated by his reaction but still confident, “I’ve known you ever since I got here and while I'm aware that we spent little time together compared to how long you've been up here,” you continued and you really couldn't help but smile.

Adam on the other hand was completely silent, his expression was blank, there was no emotion on his face at all and it made you worry that this might've been too soon. But you simply inhaled deeply and spoke up again, “And I know that our future together will be even longer, it's not really eternity's thing to have an end after all, but-” you swallowed hard. Why wasn't he reacting, why wasn't he telling you to either quit it or hurry up like he usually did when you took too long?

You swallowed whatever negative feelings were bubbling up your throat and went on to confess, “But that's what I want, Adam. I want to spend the rest of eternity with you by my side. I don't want to imagine life up here without you as my partner and I-” Adam made you interrupt yourself as he cupped your cheeks softly, his thumb carefully brushing over your bottom lip, “Keep going babes, I wanna hear what else you have to say.” You gave him a small nod, it took a moment for you to find your voice again but once you did, you finished your little speech, “I not only want you by my side as my boyfriend, but as my husband. So will you take this ring and marry me?”

Adam dropped to his knees in front of you, his hands were still cupping your face ever so softly as his lips met yours. The kiss was warm and soft, slow and almost lazy and Adam wasn't going to pick up the pace, not for that kiss at least. He wanted you to drown in the feeling of his kiss, he wanted you to drown in his love for you and equally he wanted to drown in your love for him. “Yes you little shithead,” the first man whispered against your lips followed by giving them a quick peck, “I’ll marry you.”

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also here r the pics they used as cards in order:

1)

2)

3) this is the one that inspired the reader picture card

4)

[toonymoon-doodles]

I lost my 50/50 to Noella and Mona of all characters-

Just gimme Gaming!! Like I won't mind if I don't get Furina, just gimme the shiny spinner! He's so fun to play with!!!!

[biographydivider]

I haven't written Encanto fic in a minute, huh? Anyway I banged this out in half an hour to stop me killing my co-workers, enjoy!

One of the girls was passing it around in the back of church. This silly little folded paper star; you picked a number and a colour and it told your fortune. "You'll marry a rich man," Sofia Quintero whispered, to a chorus of giggles. "Pepa; do you want to try?"

Pepa Madrigal tossed her shiny auburn curls over one shoulder. "No thanks," she said haughtily. "I don't need toys to tell me my future. I can see it whenever I like."

"Pleeeeease Bruno!"

Pepa hung on the end of her brother's ruana as he stomped from room to room. "Please let me see. It's important! I can't let Sofia Quintero and her stupid piece of paper win."

Bruno ignored her.

"I'll do your chores for a week?"

He paused; just for a second, but Pepa noticed. Pepa always noticed. To everyone else, her brother was as hard to read as still water; to her, it was nothing at all.

"Please?" she begged. "Please. Please please please please pleeeeee--"

"Alright, alright!" Bruno stamped his foot, sandal slapping on the tile. "Jeez, Pep; what does it matter anyways?"

Pepa's face darkened. "It. Matters. You're a boy; you don't get it."

"Bruno's shoulders slumped. He didn't think it had anything to do with being a boy. But there was no arguing with Pepa when she got like this. "Ugh. Go get Juli. Might as well make it a party."

And a party it was; Juli smuggled snacks up to Bruno's room after bedtime and Pepa brought some blankets and stuffed animals from her room. They hadn't had a sleepover in Bruno's room in years.

"Ooooooooh!" Juli crowed as, in hues of green, an older version of Pepa was dipped by a handsome, dark-skinned man. "Oooooooooooh, Pepa, he's handsome!"

"I know," Pepa simpered; gracious and faux-humble, like she'd won a prestigious award. "I know."

Bruno wrinkled his nose as the man closed the distance between his lips and Older-Pepa's. "D'we have to watch the kiss?"

"YES!"

"Okay, okay, fine."

"Do me next," said Julieta, leaping onto Bruno's back and shaking his shoulders. "Me next, me next! I want to see my true love, Bruno!" She sighed dramamtically, her eyes going wide and dreamy. "I bet he's strong and graceful and a little bit bad. Not bad-bad, but just...bad enough. You know?"

Bruno had no idea.

Sand fell all around them as the vision ended. "Okay, Bruno sighed, handing the tablet to Pepa without even glancing her way. She squealed happily and kissed her future husband's glass cheek in delight. "Gimme one'a those arepas first. Gotta get my strength back. I'm fourteen, yanno. No spring chicken."

"Thank you Brunito."

"You're welcome, Oven Girl. Glad I'm here for you two to - to exploit."

"Bruno!"

"Don't make us feel bad; that's not fair!"

"S'okay, I'll accept payment in baked goods. Lucky for you."

As much as he complained, Bruno relished the time with his sisters. It was a memory he often looked back on fondly as they grew up, especially as the girls started courting and fell in love. It was nice to see their lives unfolding like that; like the end of the story written just under a folded piece of paper, out of sight for everyone else but them.

So when Dolores came to him - nine years old, shyly tugging on the hem of his ruana - and started talking bout one of her little playmates using some fortune telling game in school that day, he chuckled softly under his breath. "Sure, kiddo," he said, hoisting his sobrina onto his shoulders. "C'mon. Let's go see your husband, huh?"

[vincentcipherstrange]

As an XY enjoyer, I was holding out hope for new Kalos games rather than Unova remakes. And Apparently I was right to do so! Now with the new game announcement, it means some things to me and I have predictions/thoughts.

(more under the cut in case.... future spoilers)

1. It seems like it's set in the modern day, potentially not long before or after the originals. So We probably get to see more Sycamore. Which. Yes please. Gimme. I would like to see my boy.

2. If it's set not long after the originals, Potentially a Lysandre return. Or mention. There's no way he's DEAD dead. So they better do him justice. He got flubbed in the original games.

3. MORE KALOS LORE! FINALLY! 11/12 YEARS (when Legends ZA releases) AFTER XY PROPER!

4. The cancelled event Pokémon, AZ's Floette, might ACTUALLY be obtainable this time around! (Which also means the return of event mythicals like Volcanion, Hoopa, and Diancie)

4.5 which also means if you have Xerneas, Yveltal, and Zygarde from either the original games or the shinies from Go, USUM Ultra Wormholes, or SWSH Dynamax Adventures, they can probably be brought over!

5. Zygarde might be the big bad you have to defeat this time around, using Xerneas and Yveltal to stop them. Probably controlled by someone like Xerosic. (think like Ultra Necrozma in USUM, or Eternatus in SW/SH)

5.5 that being said, Xerneas and Yveltal may get new powered up forms (potentially Megas) as a boost to calm the rampaging Zygarde

6. Sycamore actually participates in Story Events with the player. Because he might feel bad for asking so much of them the first time. (It's a stretch but a Sycamore lover can dream. I want to see him be a badass like in the anime. Give him his Garchomp)

7. Team Flare might still be kicking around, though subdued a bit depending on how long after the originals it's been. Maybe some new faces in there. Malva is probably the one running things with Lysandre being MIA.

8. It might be revealed that Kalos and Paldea did have beef in the past, which is where Paldea's crater came from. Bringing Paldean pokemon into Kalos may strike up new dialogue. (If paldean 'mons can be transferred over, that is. If that's the case though Terapagos, Ogerpon, and the Sandwich Dragons are going to be nerfed. HARD. Especially the small Terastal Turtle.) (i wanna see Sycamore's reaction to a Clodsire or Terapagos. He'd love the little guys.)

9. New megas, but that's kinda obvious. I'm thinking some i want to see are going to be Rapidash, Talonflame, and the original Box Art Legends.

10. It may be revealed that Sycamore and Lysandre did have a little fling, if not a full on relationship before the weapon incident. They gave us Brassius and Hassel in SV. And implied one with ORAS Maxie and Archie. You know what we want, Gamefreak.

(bonus) 11. A Paldean character might appear for a side quest.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I'm holding out hope. But just the fact we're getting more Kalos stuff at all is enough to make me happy. It gets glossed over far too much.

[shineshineshineallnight]

Hi. Please call me Glint. I am in my 20s. Agender using he/him and masculine terms.

Chelido is my shiny seviper. Clawde is my shiny liepard.

Friend told me writing positive stuff would make me appreciate it more. Sure.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Keep reading ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Why are there so many ToS things to agree to for a damn blog..? The fuck does magic mean?

Mail = on ; Magic Anons = off

{OOC + tag directory below}

I learnt about this existing from a guy nearly dying in a pickup truck. So. Hello!..?

Banner gif is from here!

I’ve got a begrudgingly optimistic character here. He’s still got bite though. Don’t know how frequently I’ll post. I really made this as an impulse. I just looked at a few posts from others mate I dunno what I’m doing here! Ha ha!

Glint is a mix of “write what you know” + wish fulfilment + vent. Gimme money, gimme pretty mons, let me yell about relatives, I’m chilling.

Specifically, these come together most with his gender and sex. I’m intersex and I have had ~experiences~, the only one I want to share these is Glint who was able to get past it where I am yet to fully. If I’m ever discussing this stuff on here, it will be tagged as “glintersex talk” to avoid it being a shared tag with anything else, as well as any [x]phobia that’s relevant. I’ll be honest I never figured out what one is against intersex folk.

Also if you know the song the url references. Yeah. It is accurate for Glint.

Anyways! Hope this is interesting.

Tag Directory

glint of joy (..?) = Glint’s attempts at positivity. Sometimes he’ll really try, sometimes he’ll bullshit a way to say something is positive.

glintersex talk = any discussion around Glint’s intersexness beyond a surface level, possibly distressing posts will have additional abuse tags.

ask box = asks that are not ask games.

ask game collection = collection of ask games.

blog sharing = sharing the intro posts of other rotomblr blogs.

rb = reblogs where Glint only uses tags. One off comments or jokes.

reblog = reblogs where Glint uses the main text body. More detailed conversations.

[coramatus]

A Unovan in NYC rough draft snippet

In which Emmet sees his first Pokémon game and Jamal gets embarrassed about his OC self-insert.

“Jamal? Do you know where Ingo is?”

“I… Yeah. He’s in Hisui.”

“Is there a game for that?”

“Um, yeah. Pokémon Legends Arceus. It’s still pretty new.”

“Show me.”

“…Now?”

“Please. I want to see how he’s doing.”

Jamal hesitates, uncertain if indulging Emmet this way is what’s best for him.

But considering everything the guy just went through?

He rummages through a drawer, and pulls out a red and blue device with a wide screen in the center. A Nintendo Switch, Jamal calls it. He loads in a little chip and powers up the device.

Emmet leans in with bated breath as Jamal navigates the starting menu and jumps into a save file. The screen lights up and the landscape of Hisui is rendered in all its glory. In the center of it all is an unfamiliar dark-skinned boy with a curious white Zoroark mask.

“Who’s that?”

Jamal stiffens and looks a little embarrassed, “Th-That’s… uh… it’s me. Kinda. Sorta. Y’know, roleplaying. I might’ve gone a bit overboard with customization there.”

“It looks neat,” Emmet says earnestly, now vaguely wondering how much of himself he could customize into the character model.

A small smile lights up Jamal’s face before he quickly clears his throat and returns to the game to guide his character around.

“Alright, gimme a sec to get to Jubilife. I was in the middle of shiny hunting so it might take a minute. This is post-game by the way, so Ingo hangs out around there.”

Half of Jamal’s words barely make sense but they’re not what’s important here.

“What is Ingo doing there?” Emmet asks

“Battle stuff,” Jamal says, busy guiding a weird Braviary’s flight, “He’s the guy you challenge if you want to get your ass beat.”

Emmet finds himself sputtering out a laugh, “I have never heard him described that way before.”

[reiketsui]

post-hgss rocket no longer does stupid cartoony 'hey gimme your pokemon' robberies from trainers. the sheer amount of pokemon that move through their system is so vast they can upkeep a whole massive program of making as many as they want for their own purposes, whether they're handed off to members of the organization, to game corners as prizes, etc. they are selectively bred and stronger than your regular wild pokemon. the really special ones (shinies) are auctioned off to the highest bidders within their underground audience of 'customers'. very low-key and lethal which is the current rocket style.

[vriskarlmarx]

gimme F, G, I and S for the fic ask game! (my condolences re: the zoom meeting. i know your pain o7)

thanks for the distraction o7

F: Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

This is such a fun question! I had a very tough time writing the dialogue in Synthesis of Vast Contradictions (Star Trek, Christine Chapel/T'Pring) because writing a vulcan talking in general is already challenging enough, let alone T'Pring specifically, let alone T'Pring flirting lmao but in the end I really like how it turned out! I'm proud of the way the conversation flows between them and conveys both tension and playfulness, and it ended up being some of my favorite dialogue I've written so far. Here is a snippet:

“What do you find so interesting about us?”

“The intensity,” she answers instantly. “Underneath all that logic, or maybe because of it, you’re so intense about everything. It’s kind of —” insanely hot “— magnetic, actually. What do you find interesting about humans?”

T’Pring considers the question for a moment.

“Your capacity to surprise me. I have gotten better at predicting and understanding Spock’s behavior and, as such, better at predicting and understanding human behavior. The naked emotionality of it is no longer what I find most puzzling, I think I have come to understand that most of all, but the contradictions that are present in each person, pulling them in different directions is fascinating. Hedonism and altruism, for example, coexist in you. You are the synthesis of vast contradictions.”

Christine looks at T’Pring’s lips for a moment, shiny with droplets of the qturh drink. “Hedonism and altruism… we’re pleasure-seekers with a heart of gold, then?”

“In a manner of speaking, yes. Of course, each individual is different. Do you find that to be true about yourself?”

“Pleasure-seeker… yes,” Christine laughs. “Guilty as charged on that front. But,” she takes a moment to look at T’Pring again, and her stomach coils around itself. She tries her best to keep her tone light, teasing, “I’m not so sure about the heart of gold.”

G: Do you write your story from start to finish, or do you write the scenes out of order?

Generally speaking start to finish, but occasionally I'll do out of order if I had an idea for a specific scene that inspired me and I'm having a hard time introducing the context around that scene. In those cases I'll sometimes start with the scene I had the original idea for and then backtrack to what needs to be shown before that.

I: Do you have a guilty pleasure in fic (reading or writing)?

I haven't experienced true guilt since I was like 13 I don't think. Plenty of pleasure however 😌😌😌

S: Any fandom tropes you can’t resist?

Hehe, good question. I tend to hop around fandoms a lot so it really depends on the fandom. For DN though I really like the darker tropes that crop up, like when L and Light are openly horny for murder, or commit straight up acts of necrophilia to each other, and on a similar but separate vein when Mello and Near do freaky sexual things with guns and other weapons 👍 Also I really, really love when people get really fucked up with Wammy’s House, like portraying it as Quillsh Wammy’s Personal Child Abuse Machine, or generally portraying Watari as a morally questionable if not straight up bad man 😌🥰

[yourplasticpal]

Whenever I follow somebody because they're a writer or artist or general Cool Human Being in a particular fandom, and they suddenly start posting a lot in a completely different fandom, oh my GOD it's my favorite thing.

Oh, we're into Deadpool/Poolverine now? Awesome, gimme that old man yaoi. A Goofy Movie is back in the zeitgeist? Didn't see Maxley coming but awesome, I'm here for it. Unfamiliar anime/game you didn't bother to name because it's either that obscure or that ubiquitous? Awesome, introduce me to the new (to me) shiny thing, maybe it'll become a new favorite.

Enthuse over ALL the things, multiply the joy, I fucking love it.

[plaindangan]

I heard there's been a large spike of hyperspermia cases around Hopes Peak recently, and Chiaki and Hina were chosen to be the girls to ease the burden on some of those poor cases. Surely their massive wobbly dumptrucks and fabric stretching milk tanks can wring out the excessive amounts of thick spunk from everyone that needs their help...

Disclaimer: R18 material! If not to your liking then please do not view!

"Heeeey, gimme all that cream!! I got a lot of 'patients' that need this body too, you know?!!" It was a tough life being Hope's Peak certified 'burden releasers' for every hung, backed up, boy and futa that needed some relief. But Hina was anything but a quitter!! After seeing the long line out front for today, she knew she had to take drastic action! Lubing up her tits to be all nice and shiny, she had these well endowed horndogs, line up in front of her - three at most - and give them a nice, speedy, combined titjob. Something only she could give. Not to mention, for those who couldn't wait, they could always go behind Hina as she was twerking her phat ass out, clapping it loudly for the gooners who just needed some live material to beat off too~

"K-keep it up!! Hinaaphhh! Mmmmm~" Though, for Chiaki, she didn't have nearly as much energy to replicate what Hina was doing. But that didn't mean she couldn't help lighten the load...if in her own way. Indeed, Chiaki prefer to use all available holes she to 'win' this 'ecchi' game she was in. Case in point, she was currently sucking two dicks at once, while another two plowed both her pussy and her tight ass in roughly the same sync. Which just left two hands to jerk off those who really wanted to feel her warm touch after a nice, sweaty, gaming session.

Hope's Peak Academy truly had the finest girls for the 'job'~

[callmearcturus]

Out of curiosity, what would the premise of your dream Persona game be?

Well, let's see. What were the strong points of each game?

Persona 3 Portable: Girl Route. Team members have important relationships with each other instead of just orbiting the MC. Extremely strong theme. Structured in such a way that the player doesn't control what day they have a mandatory dungeon/plot event, making for better pacing. Best final boss. Best music. Greatest of the Best Friend guys. My favorite UX by far.

Persona 4 Golden: Best cast. Most interesting mystery. Was extremely queer, especially for the time. Most naturalistic writing. Best villain (not final boss). Easily the most polished script. Combat had the best balance of things to do and friction without being overcomplicated or simplistic.

Persona 5 Royal: Most interesting, sprawling location. Social link bonuses that matter. Jawdroppingly good bonus campaign. Best exploration. Only MC that fully feels like his own person. And I'll admit it, it has the best social links for NPCs.

So, the best Persona game would have:

A protagonist with as much personality as Joker but not gender locked. For the love of god just make a gender neutral protag.

Set it in another city that's based on a real place since it feels like real life designs better locations than Atlus does off the dome.

Honestly at this point I would love to see Persona do a game that doesn't take place in high school. I wanna see some young adults getting up to shit. If you absolutely need the school structure, then have it set in university/college. But the need for structure for the calendar can come from anything.

When everyone is cishet, the cast suffers. P5R proved it. (Okay, it's also because P5R literally has more teammates so no one gets properly developed but the cishetness does not help.) Lets get some queerness back in the cast, it does absolute wonders.

Morgana should be in it again. I don't know why or how, but I do know that carrying a cat around everywhere made Persona 5 was part of why I finished that fucking game.

I personally like the structure of having a central mystery with uncertain mechanics to solve, I think that's really engaging and helps with the episodic nature of Persona. However, once the mystery is solved, DO NOT ADD IN ANOTHER MASTERMIND CHARACTER WHO IS "REALLY" BEHIND IT ALL. JUST FUCKING STOP! GOD I HATE IT. Stop having a really cool set up and then deciding in the last 5 hours that a Mean God Did It All, I'm so DONE with that shit. Fuck Izanami and Fuck Yarblegarble.

While we're at it, if one more Persona game turns out to be a parable on how them kids are on their phones too much, I'm done.

Regarding music, either: A: Create multiple main battle themes so if they Fucking Suck again like in P4 it doesn't make your players want to scream by hour 30. B: Just use "Wiping All Out" again for the main battle theme. We're never going to surpass it, why not accept that.

LET THE PLAYER START A ROMANCE SEPARATE FROM SLINK RANKS. If I hit level 10 on someone and decide later I wanna date them, I should be able to do that. That way I can actually meet everyone, THEN decide who I wanna kiss.

Just gimme back Igor using shiny key of solomon shit to combine personae, fuck P5's edgelord bullshit. Also Margaret bc she was funny and also really hot and flirty.

Bring Maruki back just for funsies.

there we go, the perfect persona game