Daroach: *slaps roof of DMK* This bad boy can fit so much salt in- *is soundly punted into the sun by DMK*
(ID: Kirby series fanart comic of Daroach and Dark Meta Knight having a snack break and being silly, based off of this incorrect quote. Transcript below the cut. END ID.)
I told myself this would just be a quick sketch. Y'know. Like a liar. Anyway, thank you for the inspo, @incorrect-star-allies! (I hope you don't mind that I took some liberties with the quote. ^^' I can never resist adding some extra characterization, haha.)
Started 03/14/24, finished 03/15/24.
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Transcript:
Panel 1
*DMK sits on the ground in his cape and armor, his mask tilted up to the top of his head as he prepares to take a bite out of a foil-wrapped burrito, one eye opened to glance towards our left. Daroach - holding up a container of strawberries in his paws - enters from our left and plops down beside the knight (SFX: POF).*
Daroach: Hey, sunshine! Whatcha eatin'? (Looks tasty!)
Panel 2
*DMK tilts his mask down as he chews, the burrito now turned to show a single bite taken out of it. Daroach turns his head to look slightly over the knight's shoulder, leaning heavily on one paw and idly digging into the container of strawberries set between his feet with the other.*
DMK: Eh, you wouldn't like it. It's really salty.
Panel 3
*Daroach turns back to lift a strawberry towards his open mouth, smiling smugly with his eyes shut and brows high.*
Daroach: Heh, y'sure about that? After all, I like you, don't I?
*DMK turns to squint at the thief through the visor of his mask, red lines of irritation shooting off from him in little zigzags.*
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Seven-Fold Sea Periphery: Scale Islands Archaeological Site Findings
On top is the full extent of the document, closer copies and more detailed explanations to follow
Below is a world map, outlining the location of the Scale Islands with a dark red box
Located on the southeastern edge of the Seven-Fold Sea phenomena, the Scale Islands are an archipelago of space-originating islands formed of fragments broken off of the First Bright Moon, having gradually accumulated thick limestone beds in the lowlands during the last period of major sea rise.
A map of the Scale Islands
The lunar rock found in the islands has long been prized as a building material, with quarrying evident from the time of the first Hurricane-Engine City Ships, with temples constructed from the material present from the Salt region to the Crust region.
On the left, the rock type by depth of the archaeological dig, with the corresponding energy levels recorded by depth to their right.
On the right, the Island of Baltora, with an inset map showing the location of the archaeological dig.
The islands have been of note in recent years due to the discovery of an array of large-scale cave systems deep below sea level of a similar type as the long known lower reaches of the Bunker region. Evidence of human cohabitation dating back to the early Xerranian period is present in some of these caves, having remained untouched since then as opposed to the still currently inhabited caves in the Bunker region.
The particular site was discovered through drilling undertaken in a quarry in the east of the Island of Baltora.
The known extent of Baltora's Lunar cave system, with the entrance present in a small cave to the left of the largest chamber indicated by a +▵
The site of the discovered mural is indicated by a small star in the bottom roughly hexagonal segment
Preliminary examination of the inhabited sections of the cave have proven fruitful, with recent advancements in the Neon regions image capture technology having cut down energy costs to the point images can be captured without large, heavy infrastructure, and without the resulting energy output scouring all spirit/energy traces which can be useful for anthropological studies.
A sketch of the room containing the mural, with the location the image was taken indicated by a small star
The mural (10.8m Tall by 8m Wide) appears to show a draconic being and a humanoid towering above mountains and forests, with a stairway leading up to a large circular structure (presumably the moon) visually continuing the stairway up to the mural. Holes in the base of the mural appear to have been used to hold scrolls, while indents in the figures and patterns likely were meant for gems.
The photo of the mural, with annotation attempting to translate the symbols on the engraved scrolls to the left and right
A translation of the main body text from the Linear script into English has been provided below, any more specific translations will be provided by request.
Image taken during the year 927 expedition into the newly discovered macro-scale cave system located in the Scale Islands using a low energy grayscale LightCord camera isolated within a hooded pouch laced with silver to prevent energy contamination of the site.
The Scale Islands are known to originate from chunks of the first moon which fell from orbit several million years ago in planetary time, experiencing a crash consistent with stellar bodies, exhibiting little gravitational attraction and lacking mechanical failure upon impact.
The mural was found in the southern edge of the cave system, in an area identified as having human habitation. The chamber itself is notably formed of fossil space, an unusual anomaly considering the freestanding voids of the other constructed caverns in the area.
Wax placed along the left and right sides of the chamber formed out of an unknown plant based material, this wax contains Energy traces which date the last major residence of the site roughly 45000 years ago in local time. The date cannot be identified more precisely, as the material's energy decay rate is unknown.
The mural's ordered spirit is well formed, having very little intention pollution which occurs in public facing facilities. The intent of the mural's creator was preserved through the period the site was in use, suffering less than 10% pollution.
The chamber has partially collapsed near the opening on both sides, with dust stranding in the air above the rubble piles typical of a natural collapse rebound of a pocket of fossil space. Residual corrosive residue on the rock near the entrance clued in researchers to the rooms existence, appearing to have been the result of the hinges and locks of a doorway.
Small degrees of mechanical erosion of the rock in its early period is evident in the intent pollution experienced by the murals spirit, likely from cleaning the soot created by the candles off of the surface.
Chemical damage to the mural was caused by seawater intrusion into the chamber through the caves connections with the overlying limestone rock, the resulting erosion occurred in a low energy environment. This damage was not repaired until the high energy seas of the Abyss era, magnifying the spirits repair of the mural, resulting in the current murals rounded features.
Translations completed in concert with the people's of the island chain, along with the older translation work completed by the L'emmerak expedition of early y200, as the symbol base discovered in the Bunker region Lunar Caves dates back to the same region.
Direct influence by Miss Ziava-Ossan is unlikely, but cannot be ruled out during translation, none of their signature Pitch Black energy was captured by the candle-wax within the room at the time the image was taken.
Contributing Authors: Nessen Ralynoh, Ialm Chiroha, Parruh and Lakkan Collu, Geissec Harzui.
Citations: T. Iyottumaya, K. Keke'ralm, G. Vadizoa, M. Porovska, L'emmerak
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Kinktober 2023 - Day 12.5
Time for something a little... Hands-off.
Character: Franky
Reader: gender neutral
Warnings: remote controlled sex toy, sex harness, no mention of gender or genitalia for reader, dom-ish! Franky, edging, 18+
Summary: I am Really REALLY bad at writing Franky, but I gave it my best y'all. You and Franky build a custom harness to spice up your days. Franky's added some... improvements. -:- 732 words
Note: I think this might be the Worst Thing I've Ever Written - so please proceed with caution. It's not even an official kinktober. I don't even like the BANNER. But I wrote it, and it seemed wrong to not post it.
Remote Control
Franky helped you get into the custom harness that the two of you had been working on for the last few months. Supple leather let it sit comfortably against your bare skin, and the precise tailoring meant everything sat exactly where it was suppose to.
“How’s the fit?” Franky questions, tugging a little and making sure it was snug and not tight.
“Good, nothing pinching, nothing too tight.” You shift a little and have to set your foot as your body trembles. The harness isn’t entirely external. “N-nothing too big either.”
“Sit, bend, twist.” He says, taking a step back. “You gotta make sure it’s not limiting your motion.”
“Y-yeah.” You move around, sitting, bending and moving as much as you could. A few times your breath catches as something shifts, but the more it happens and the more you get use to it, the better. “Nothing hurts. Feels a little weird in a few of the motions, but not uncomfortable.”
“Super!” Franky says in his trademark way. “Get dressed then, let’s see how it looks under your clothes.”
“Sure, sure.” You agree, pulling your clothes on. It was the first time in your life that putting on clothes felt more lewd than taking them off. Once you were fully clothed, you did a twirl for Franky.
“Can you tell?” you question, moving yourself around a little more again to make sure nothing caught on the harness.
“A tiiiiiiny bit,” he admits. “But I think that’s cause I know what I’m looking for.”
“Well, the best way to know for sure is to meander around the ship for a little bit.” You feel your blood rush through you at the idea. It was like being on display without actually being on display, and it felt devious. “I’ll be back.”
“Sure, sure.” Franky says as you walk away. You hear a click and the harness whirrs to life, inside and out. All your sensitive parts are suddenly stimulated by the harness and you moan involuntarily as you sink to your knees, just a few steps away from your lover. The movement shifts the harness just a little, moving everything the barest amount, but it’s enough to send new jolts through you.
Every time your body tenses the pleasure of all the little vibrators slice through you like lightning, and it takes everything you have, to not cry out with each twitch. It’s almost an overload, feeling so much happening all at once.
You can barely control yourself as your hips shift, bucking into nothing but air as more of you sinks to the floor. Franky steps over to you, standing beside you for a minute, watching as you twitch, and listening to the sounds dribbling from you.
Your breath starts to come out faster, heavier, you were close. The harness was going to force an orgasm out of you no matter what, and there just wasn’t anything you could do about it.
Click.
Franky pushed the remote control again and the harness shut down. The sound that passes your lips is a mix of disappointment and relief. After a few deep breaths, you push yourself back up to your knees and feel Franky looming over you.
Franky doesn’t usually loom.
He can. He’s certainly big enough, and he can be intimidating when he wants to be, but most of the time he’s just your big, lovable, goofy partner.
Right now, however, you can feel a different kind of shiver running down your back. It wasn’t often that Franky took on a dominating role with you, but you weren’t against it.
“Stand up.” He says it easily enough, almost lightly. Certainly not with the weight of which he’s looming over you.
You get to your feet, letting out one last shuddering breath before you look up at him. He’s smiling at you, but there’s something in his eyes.
“Good, now you know what it feels like, when you go for your walk around the ship you’ll be able to hide it better.” He pats your head, taking a step back and giving you room to leave the workshop.
“Make sure you walk all over the Sunny,” he adds. “It’ll be the only way to test the range of the remote.” He leans down, voice low in your ear. “When you get back we’ll run the battery out, so if you come back too soon…”
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