#spider smoochies game

[fluffywings13]

So a lil JJK something lol!

Keep in mind that Itadori is around 6 years old in this one and that's the reason for the childish nature he has.

Ler Sukuna, Lee Itadori

“And what game, my fiery little sprite, are we playing today?” Ordinarily Sukuna wouldn’t be caught dead treating a human, his Vessel or not, in such a familial manner. But this was no simple human, no typical Vessel, and he carried him back to his Throne secure and cared for in his arms. This is his Little One, not simply his far too young Vessel, Sukuna never fathered children and not for lack of the desire but for who would bed with him and carry to term and delivery willingly–even if one could birth half cursed children and survive–the notion that this is his son is not on the mind. But he can’t help the paternal nature their relationship began to take along the way. “What silliness do you desire this night?”

“Silly Smoochies!” Yuuji is far too elated at the ever kept promise of Friday nights post supper time has concluded and he’s returned to his room for the evening being their time to be silly and play together. “The kissy game!”

A rather tactile game, it was one of the boy’s most asked for playings between them, because he knew Sukuna wouldn’t deny him. He hasn’t denied him any of these rather touchy games in nearly an entire year. “Gotta lose the shirt then, cub, we’ve played this game before. You know the night shirts gotta go.” The boy shrieks with laughter as they whirl around dramatically, Curse body sharing with him falling back on the wide seat of his throne with an overdramatic flop, they’ve long since passed through any disdain for the other. “You gonna take care of that problem or am I gonna have to do the extra work in doing it for you?” Little Yuuji shrieks with even more giggles when fingers spider up his sides. “Gotta make your choice quick, little guy.”

Yuuji’s well aware of what’s going to happen next when he says– “You!” He lives for these times, for these moments, he never got to really have them with his own mama or papa. They got taken away from him by strangers he vaguely remembers certain random features of before they could really get along. Mama and papa had been fighting for a long while before they left forever, but they had just started getting along again, things were slowly starting to get better.

Then they were dead. He remembers seeing them. Their bodies. Crying. Wailing between them soaked in their blood screaming his demands to know why the strangers had hurt mama and papa so badly before he was dragged away.

That’s when he met Sukuna. Well, shortly after, there was a lot of pain. Even more pain. Abandonment that leads to even more aches and pains. Then he’s waking up in a strange place with a tall man standing above him.

Ryoumen Sukuna.

Sukuna never tried to replace papa, never once indicated he intended to do so, they had a distinct relationship in that they shared similar affections that a papa would to their son and a son would in return to their papa. But the Curse never took on the title of papa, not truly, he remained Sukuna and ‘Kuna, sometimes when Yuuji was in big deep trouble or the King was being a big mean tickle monster he’d become papa because he was weak to the term and the brat knew as such. But they knew where the other stood in each others lives and saw no reason to change or adjust accordingly.

Yuuji was an Orphan due to Unfortunate Circumstances that Sukuna knew the finer details of but refused to divulge and found his hand forced into action when the boy kept badgering about the matter to the point of a Tantrum. He’s not so Old Fashion to find all such childish outbursts needing to be met with harsh firm reprimand, Yuuji was young and has gone through far too much in such a short time leading to Tantrums to be expected of him, it had been when the boy had dared to have slapped him that he’d been promptly draped over his knee and his bottom felt the wrath of the real only true Parental Figure he had in his life for such a poorly made decision on his part.

“You want me to take care of the little shirt causing issues for your favorite of our games?” Of course, Sukuna knew that the request was going to be made before it was even said, he’s most happy to oblige as a benevolent Spirit. “What is it the elder brats are saying these days?” Yuuji squeals when long fingers crawl just under the hem of his nightshirt. “I understood the assignment.” Nails likes claws skitter up his sides slowly and the boy squees in a fit of giggles, the feeling like tickly bug legs creeping and crawling all over, it drives him crazy as it usually does. “You didn’t bring any nasty insects into my Domain, did you now, squirming like you are as if they’re crawling all over you.”

Tickly bugs work their way around his torso, keeping the child in absolute stitches, and then the night shirts torn off and the real desired silliness for their pre-scheduled Silly Time Night is to begin. Yuuji screams loudly when they roll over, the Curse settling him safely at his side, he’s laying completely on a soft duvet and the man’s kimono with Sukuna half rolled over with him.

If anyone, absolutely anyone, says anything about what the King Of Curses did next….

The adorable scamp wanted to play the game he so aptly entitled ‘Silly Smooches’ and who was he to deny his unspoken declared Prince Of Curses such a simple request from him. One word about the actions on his part that had the child at his wits end trying to declare which of the kisses ‘Kuna gives him he favors most as the King unashamedly burrows into that little left underarm with an undetermined number of kisses until he gets the answer to the inquiry that had been posed and it would be the last word that the fool ever spoke. He’s eaten plenty of humans in his lifetime so consistently pressing his lips to the little one’s little armpit is next to nothing on the level of what most others might consider to be of the upmost disgusting sort.

For inquiring minds, the most favored of Sukuna’s kisses, as spoken from the giggly breathless recipient of them himself. Those given to his lower tummy are the most favored of his kisses.

[death2you]

VINCENT... hiiii smoochies what's dbd abt? i always see u posting abt it i am now intrigued if u dont mind sharing

HIII JOS !!! ^____^ oh boy youre going to regret this

dbd, or dead by daylight, is a 4v1 asymmetrical horror game !! there are four survivors versus one killer, and a survivor's job is to power 5 of the 7 available generators located around the map, avoid getting caught by the killer and hooked (they literally put you on a meat hook (hehe) & its the classic three strikes and youre out) once five generators are powered, you have to escape through the exit gates and/or escape through the hatch (literally a hatch that spawns on the ground independent of the gates) if you're the last survivor standing. it's very simple on paper, but it's made really fun by the variety of killers and abilities (called perks) that's available on both sides. ^__^

since i don't play dbd (yet?), i don't really focus too much on the mechanical aspects of the game and i mainly focus on the lore. every killer and survivor in the game comes with a backstory and if they get a tome (it's a challenge thing ingame, but the reward is basically more lore), they get more backstory!!! the concept of a huge, ancient, spider god (called the entity <3) feasting on emotion is so delicious to me <3 i recently made a tierlist of my favorite survivors/killers (lol) but the main ones i really really like are claudette (MY BELOVED!!), yun-jin, elodie, renato & thalita, ace, felix, and the killers are legion (they're the Most rotated in my head (especially their leader, frank morrison) i love them, love thinking about them), plague, trickster, deathslinger, and wraith :3

BUT UMMM… yeah thats the basic jist of dbd (& why i like it sm even w/o playing the game) i just love thinking about the interactions between survivors, killers, and how they would interact with each other. i love thinking about the logistics of the fog (something that the entity's realm is called due to the… fog /mist lol) and i just. i like giving more depth to the characters i really like and how they would behave and what not…

[malumxsubest]

“😘😜”

First Five Asks Get A Kiss | Not Accepting ( ʷᵃʸ ᵒᵛᵉʳ ᶠⁱᵛᵉ ᴸᵁᴸ BUT if guys want a smoochie, that's fine too. )

a dare?

she has forgo the mesh mask that covered her face for her delectable blasphemous nun costume when she sat down next to jim, who wore a priest costume to match. honestly, it was mildly surprising for him to join her to some party out in the middle of nowhere. then again, jim is an unpredictable, every-changing man she has ever known. he perhaps was bored and wanted to tag along. was it due to the very outfit she donned when he texted her whereabouts? she doesn't know. what she does know that the stares they had received― a myriad of disbelief and admiration from the party-goers ― was amusing, to say the least. though, some attempted to touch her costume without her consent in which she slapped the hands violently with her golden gauntlet clad hands.

" come now, don't be boring amelia. it's a simple dare. "

she roll her eyes as she smoothly slides the compact mirror from the small clutch purse and golden tube of lipstick. uncapping it and flicking the compact mirror open, amelia angles the mirror to her lips as she glides the black pigmented lipstick over her lips, accentuating her pale pallor. with a faint smile while she observes her reflection, she deems herself presentable before slapping the compact shut and delicately capping her lipstick.

" despite it being a simple dare, dear, i would think you are insatiable as i am. " she teases while she eases her belongings into the clutch just as easily as before. she twists her body within her spot on the leather sofa of the private room they could find, away from prying eyes and meddlesome ears. taking care to be mindful of her flowing robes and the dangling golden rosaries and crosses adorning her neck and waist, she settles herself into a comfortable position ― practically looming herself over him as she reaches forward to cup his face.

just before she presses her lips against his, she mutters in the air between them. " besides, you needn't to dare me if you had just ask, spider. thankfully i'm in a good mood this evening. " cold fingers clad in golden fingerplate armor combs through his slicked-back hair, until one hand cradles the back of his neck and the other grips the roots, tugging his head back, exposing his bared neck to her.

before her lips descends upon his own in a enveloping kiss, amelia decides to be a teasing minx. and she loves dark and dangerous mixed in a game. she presses her lips on his neck, directly on his adam's apple and gives it a delicate, wisp of a bite. so faint that her lipstick didn't leave a mark in the shape of her lips. with half-lidded eyes, she scrapes her teeth against the flesh on the expanse of his delectable neck only to give his jugular a particular piercing bite. yet not enough to break the skin — redness steadily appears at the bite marks shaped like her teeth.

after having her fill of teasing, she finally blesses him with a kiss he dared to from her. she slots her black-painted lips upon his own in a devouring kiss. she fully shuts her eyes as she angles her head in a way to deepen the blasphemous affair. it was searing and intense with way she kissed him. it was as if she wants nothing but to consume him entirely. she is ravenous.

amelia bites down his bottom lip, intentionally drawing blood in order to swipe her tongue along the tiny wound. she savours the iron tang with an appreciative hum. however, it seems all fun things must come to an end for she senses a silly little peeping-tom. she relinquishes him from their sinful kiss, barely noticing the black lipstick that was smeared across his lips as she peers over to her right. her emerald eyes levels on the man staring agape at the scene before him only for him to stiffen when he notices her.

committing his face and scent to memory, amelia returns her attention to moriarty with a malevolent smile appearing on her own lips smudged with black pigmentation. " show me that eye trick again, won't you? " she is feeling quite famished...

@kingofthewebxxx

[officerjennie]

💘 Hashirama x Izuna

Below the cut cause the list is super freaking long.

Ask meme referenced here

Where they first met and how?Feel like this answer is the same as so many of the others xD I feel like their first neutral meeting would be whenever the clans are meeting to discuss the terms of peace, with Hashirama excitedly waving at Izuna while the Uchiha just glares back at him.

How long their ‘flirting’ phase was before feelings got involvedShort. Izuna, like I always see him doing, falls fast and hard. But, unlike with some other ships, I don’t see it staying perpetually in the flirting stage. Hashirama would want to start being romantic as soon as he noticed Izuna in any sort of way like that. It’s just who he is.

Who fell for who first (if applicable)?Hmmmm, as much as I see Izuna falling fast and hard for people, I’d have to go with Hashirama on this one. It would just be easier for him to look past the war and see Izuna as someone other than an enemy, even though at first he’d probably want to be seen as an older brother figure.Where their first date was and what it was like?It certainly endeared Hashirama to Izuna. Probably out on a picnic or something in one of the parks.

Who asks who out and how (with a sign? Spelled out on a cake? Just a simple ‘will you go out with me’?)Hashirama asked Izuna out, and brought him home grown flowers to do so. Knowing the big dork he probably knows a lot about flower language, and was sure to choose them carefully (even though Izuna knows nothing of that language).

Who proposes first?Izuna. He would know what it would mean to Hashirama to make it official, and I usually see the Uchiha as deciding rather early on whether or not the relationship is going to last long term.

If they keep/kept their relationship secret or let everyone know right away?Nah, though Hashirama’s admittedly a teeny tiny bit worried about telling Madara. Rightfully so. He doesn’t initially take it well.

Where the proposal happens and how (kiss cam at a baseball game? on a Hillside surrounded by ducks? At a Disney park?)Over dinner at one of their houses. Nothing too fancy, though Izuna puts a bit of effort into it, knowing it will appease the huge ass romantic side Hashirama has.

If they adopt any pets togetherThere’s no stopping Hashirama from adopting pets. No one could stop him. No. One.

Who’s more dominantEveryone would think it would be Hashirama. He’s stronger, he’s taller, he even initiates a lot of their *ehem* intimate moments. But it’s always Izuna who’s pulling the strings there.

Where their first kiss was and what it was likeOn their first date. Softer than Izuna would have expected.

If they have any matching couples stuff (Mugs? Sweaters? Pillowcases?)Too much. Hashirama’s unstoppable. Izuna puts up with it.

How into PDA they areIzuna doesn’t mind the PDA at all, though Hashirama sticks with smoochies and laying on him. Izuna would 100% get a little make-outy just to freak his own brother out.

Who holds the umbrella when it rainsI mean, Hashirama might try? He’d think it was romantic. But Izuna would quickly just get his own, cause there’d really be no point in sharing one.

Where their usual ‘date spot’ is (if applicable)They don’t have a usual one. Just wherever they fancy to go really.

Who’s more protective?Outwardly? Hashirama. But, once again, Izuna’s got his finger on the pulse.

How long it is before they sleep together (can be as in ‘had sex’ or as in ‘shared a bed’)?The first, soon after starting to date. The latter, several months after - once again, Izuna finds it difficult to trust Hashirama, no matter if he wants to trust him more.

If they argue about anythingIzuna would get a bit snarky, but Hashirama’s all about making peace and not arguing. So, a few things, but it would rarely (if ever) be arguing from both sides.

Who leaves more marks (lipstick, hickeys, scratchmarks etc.)?Hashirama. He gets a bit carried away.

Who steals whose clothes and how oftenNeither.

How they cuddle (spooning? facing each other?)Hashirama prefers to be facing Izuna, but he takes what he can get. All the time. Every chance possible is taken.

What their favourite nonsexual activity isAll time spent with Izuna is Hashirama’s favorite. Izuna likes the quiet moments, when it’s just the two of them.

How long they stay mad at each otherIzuna can sometimes stay mad for a few days. Hashirama rarely lasts a few hours before fighting off the anger.

What their usual coffee/tea orders areIzuna’s gross and drinks coffee probably. Hashirama’s still reasonable and drinks his herbal teas.

If they ever have any children togetherHashirama would want kids bad enough to convince Izuna to have one or two with him.

If they have any special pet names for each otherYup. Hashi loves pet names, and Izuna gives him a few because he thinks it’s grossly hilarious.

If they ever split up and/or get back togetherNah man, that ain’t me.

What their shared living space is like (Messy? Clean? What kind of decor?)Lived in. Not super tidy, but not super messy. Simple things. Lots of wooden furniture Hashirama made himself.

What their first Christmas/Hanukkah/etc as a couple was likeGrossly romantic, mainly because (surprise surprise) of Hashirama. He’s hopeless xD

What their names are in each other’s phonesFuck, I’m unoriginal - probably Hashi has a pet name for Izuna in his, and Izuna just has Hashirama’s name in there.

If they have any ‘couple traditions’ (buying a new mug for their collection every year? Baking every Friday evening?)Probably? Hashirama would want them to feel like a ‘normal family,’ and would want to do all the ‘normal’ and ‘romantic’ things. I guess he’s just hyper aware that they didn’t have a good childhood, being child soldiers and stuffs, so he would over compensate for things because of that.

Who falls asleep first and who wakes up firstIzuna falls asleep first, Hashirama wakes up first. Senju and their habit of being morning people, will never understand them…

Who’s the big spoon/little spoonHashi’s like a massive, warm, body pillow - what do you think? xD

Who hogs the bathroomLuckily for them, they have multiple bathrooms. No hogging required.

Who kills the spiders/takes them outsideHashirama would cry if a spider was killed in his house. At least Izuna’s kind enough not to do so because of that. Izuna usually ends up taking them outside before Hashirama tries to fawn over the little buggers.

[sassycassie-s-writing]

Same Story, Different Versions (Version 2)

By: SassyShoulderAngel319

Fandom/Character(s): Avengers - Peter Parker/Spider-Man, @moonlight-lyrics/Wonder-Pool, & @saviorsong/Nightsong

Rating: PG-11 (for le smoochy-smoochy)

Original Idea: This post (or at least my reblog since the source link was giving me trouble on my laptop -_-)

Notes: (Masterlist)(About Me) Version 1 - I know I already mentioned that I love writing my friends into my stories, but DANG this whole situation would be AWESOME! One of these Versions may be continued on if I have too much fun… we’ll see.

^^^^^

Nightsong and Wonder-Pool glanced at each other with grins before jumping over the small railing and landing in front of Spider-Man on the floor below. “Evening, Peter,” Wonder-Pool greeted impishly. The teenage boy gulped, looking between the two of them worriedly.

“E-evening Lyric,” he stammered. “Mel.” He nodded at Nightsong.

“So, a little birdie told us that you have a crush on Brown Recluse,” Nightsong commented.

“What little birdie? Falcon? Or Hawkeye? Either way, he’s lying.”

The girls laughed. “No, no,” Lyric dismissed. “Wanda. She heard it from your thoughts.”

“We just want you to know that if you hurt her in any way, we will destroy you,” Mel added. Peter looked between the two of them in fear.

They were both shorter than him, but they radiated a sense of dangerous power that made him nervous. Especially together. He could take on the Falcon and Winter Soldier at the same time without getting scared, but these two girls were far more terrifying than both Falcon and the Winter Soldier. Especially together.

“So, sweetpea,” Mel began. “You didn’t answer our question. We heard you have a crush on Brown Recluse. True or false? Yes or no?” Lyric and Mel folded their arms, giving him a searching, amused expression. Honestly, they were kind of enjoying watching him flounder.

It was good to make him suffer a bit for his crush on their friend—who they considered to be their middle sister.

“Uh… I, uh…” Peter muttered. “Brown Recluse… uh… wow. I, uh… I guess… yeah I do.”

Lyric and Mel shared a high-five, each shot him with their laser-tag gun, and leapt back up into the shadows.

“Hey!” Peter protested. He shot a web into the darkness, hearing it attach to the ceiling before pulling himself up after the girls to pursue them. The giggles seemed to echo through the night, but even his enhanced senses couldn’t place where they were coming from. He scrunched his nose in displeasure. Nightsong’s powers were so cheating in a game of laser-tag. Though, when Tony said all powers were permitted… he shouldn’t have expected anything less.

Brown Recluse—Mattie—was probably crawling around on the ceiling where it was darkest.

Something Peter probably should have been doing himself, but was used to living as a normal kid when out of his suit and felt strange using his powers without it on—like someone was going to discover him at any moment.

Mel and Lyric hid from Peter’s pursuit and couldn’t help but grin mischievously at each other. They knew it—they knew Peter liked Mattie. Honestly, how could he not? They were the same age and had similar powers. Plus Mattie was smart—and they’d figured out quickly that Peter had a weakness for smart, powerful girls.

“So, now that we have his confession, what do we do about it?” Lyric asked Mel, who pondered the question carefully.

“Set them up on a not-so-blind date? See if Mattie likes him back and then force them to play Seven Minutes in Heaven or Spin the Bottle or something? All those options sound great to me,” the older, green-haired hero answered.

Lyric snorted. “That… sounds fantastic. Let’s do it.”

“Which one?”

“I like the Seven Minutes in Heaven one.”

Mel grinned wickedly. “Then let’s go see if Little Miss Mattie has a crush on the other spiderling.”

The two, with a synchronicity that came from years of practice together, slid into the darkness.

It didn’t take them long to find Mattie—she had a very specific M.O. when it came to laser tag games in the compound. That M.O. being taking shelter in a populated place and sniping as best she could. When it came down to her against Hawkeye, the Winter Soldier, or Black Widow, she always lost, but otherwise wasn’t actually a bad sniper.

“Evening dreamer,” Lyric greeted quietly as they joined her where she’d taken cover. The matching light blue of their laser tag vests tipping Mattie off that they weren’t enemies she needed to shoot.

“Evening,” Mattie replied quietly, not tearing her eyes off the main training area where the thickest part of the laser tag game was happening.

“We just have a quick question,” Mel commented.

“Can’t it wait till after the game?” Mattie muttered.

“No,” Mel retorted.

“Do you have a crush on Peter?” Lyric asked without preamble.

Mattie stopped mid-shot and turned to look at her two best friends. “What?!” she demanded.

“Do you—have a crush—on Peter?” Lyric repeated slowly, enunciating just to be obnoxious.

“What do you want me to tell you?” Mattie snapped.

“The truth would be helpful,” Mel supplied casually.

“Of course… not. Maybe? I don’t know. I’ve never really thought about it—him—like that,” Mattie replied, thoughts disjointed.

Lyric and Mel raised their eyebrows quizzically. “Oh yeah?” Lyric challenged. “Say that to the lingering looks when he leaves the room—”

“Or the wistful sighs while staring during breakfast,” Mel added.

“I hate you both,” Mattie grumbled as a red vest across the training area lit up white with her shot. Sam’s swear echoed through the darkness.

“Language!” Steve called.

“Are you kidding?” Tony demanded.

“Mattie,” Mel hissed, drawing the Brown Recluse’s attention back to her friends. “Answer us honestly. Do you like Peter? Yes or no? Simple question and we promise we won’t laugh.” She elbowed Lyric in the ribs. The younger girl nodded in reluctant agreement, kinda wondering if she would, in fact, laugh at the truth.

“Okay. Yeah, I do. Happy?” Mattie snapped.

Her two best friends grinned. “Very!” they chorused before disappearing back into the shadows.

The game only lasted another five minutes before the lights all turned back on, making everyone blink and moan with complaint that their retinas were burning. Everyone at the facility gathered in the game room to see their scores tallied on one of the display boards.

On the blue team—the girls’ team consisting of Wanda, Natasha, Mattie, Mel, and Lyric—Natasha had completely annihilated the scoreboard. Mattie was a distant second, with Mel in third, Lyric fourth, and Wanda last. On the red team—the boys’ team consisting of Sam, Steve, Tony, Bucky, and Peter (Vision and Rhodey opting to watch and Hawkeye was out of town)—Bucky had scored the most points. Steve was behind him, then Sam, then Peter, then Tony. “Apparently your aim sucks without the targeting system in your suit,” Mel teased the billionaire.

But overall, the boys’ won by six points.

Tony clapped his hands together and rubbed them. “Right, what next?”

Lyric was standing directly behind Peter and Mattie—who were several inches apart from each other as they removed their laser tag vests—so she went on her tiptoes to be seen better and pointed at their heads. “I volunteer the spiderlings for Seven Minutes in Heaven while we decide!” she exclaimed. Peter and Mattie whirled around, realizing she was talking about them.

“What?! No!” they both protested in unison.

“Yesssss!” Mel countered, putting her hands firmly on their shoulders and pushing them towards one of the closets that they kept board games in.

“No, Melody, no,” Mattie tried, pushing against her friend. “Mel—Mel—Mel!”

“Yeah! Go on kids!” Tony encouraged teasingly.

“No, really,” Peter tried, also pushing against Mel’s grip. Both of the “spiderlings” were holding back on their strength because if they used all of it, they’d probably dislocate Melody’s shoulders; but they were trying their best to resist. “Really, we’re fine. We don’t need to—”

With a final shove, they stumbled into the dark closet. It was locked from the outside with a click!

“Enjoy!” Mel and Lyric called with laughter.

“Seven minutes, kids!” Tony added.

Peter and Mattie tried to look at each other, but couldn’t really see, even with their enhanced senses. They could only just kind of feel a vibe of where the other was standing.

“I, uh… we, we, we… we don’t have to do this,” Peter stammered, scratching the back of his head.

Mattie’s hands reached out in the direction of his voice. She found his solar plexus. From there, her hands slipped over his soft shirt until she found his shoulders. “Meh. We’re here. Might as well,” she replied.

“Are you sure?”

“Only if you are.”

Mattie felt Peter’s hands find her upper arms. “Oh I definitely am. I just didn’t want to offend you.”

Mattie snorted. “Not at all.”

Peter felt her tilt up onto her tiptoes and pressed her lips to his in the darkness. He kissed her back.

They weren’t entirely sure how long they stood in the darkness, Peter’s back pressed against one wall, kissing. Which evolved into making out—and at some point, Peter’s shirt disappeared and Mattie’s ended up around her neck.

“So, um—” Kiss. “—I was thinking,” Peter began. Smooch. “—that maybe I could—” Vague sucking noise. “—take you out for breakfast—” Kiss.

“Sure,” Mattie replied.

Peter smiled in the darkness before finding her mouth with his again.

The moments seemed to stretch into forever…

Until the doors were pulled open.

Mel and Lyric were standing there with cameras. Two bright flashes went off and then laughter echoed around the game room.

“Wow kids,” Tony exclaimed. “We could tell it got a little heated but we didn’t realize that clothes had been removed.” Mattie and Peter both turned bright pink before Mattie managed to pull her shirt back on. Peter had to hunt around the floor of the game closet for a moment to find his but eventually they were both fully clothed.

“Though we also heard you have a date,” Lyric teased.

“Have fun!” Mel singsonged.

Mattie glanced at Peter. “I plan to.”

[tumblunni]

AAAAARRRRGH tfw u somehow sabotage your own idea by getting a new idea thats too good ???????????????????????? God, I had an idea for a villain for a thing and then I ended up reinterpreting a what if that character was actually a troubled misunderstood normal person who’s just like a red herring for the real villain EXCPET NOW I HAVE NO CLUE WHO THE REAL VILLAIN IS goddammit my undeveloped plotline just got even more undeveloped

long talks & stuff below th cut:

Okay, so this is kinda for that vague idea I had of the ‘spider legman story’, as its ended up being codenamed thanks to a friend XD

A sort of mystery dating sim thingie where u play as A Grody Farmin’ Man Who Luv Growin Dem Onions, and you have your best friend PTSD Sufferer Knight Bishie Man whom u Kinda Have A Larj Crush On and generally just relateable anxiety characters hav cyoot smoochies BUT THEN mr love interest man mysteriously vanishes one day assumed dead, with nobody giving a shit except you, cos he was a social pariah and you end up in an arranged marriage to a woman you don’t love and even worse you now have to deal with what may or may not be his ghost hauntin u or may be one of the demons from the forest masquerading using his face or even both or hey! maybe he’s just! totally fine! and alive! Ha.. ha.. ha..

So yeah you would be romancing or not romancing mr possibly an evil ghost and it may or may not go well and you might instead come to terms with his death and move on to dating another one of various love interests, which are not very developed yet only idea i have so far is a johnny bravo esque doofus travelling merchant guy who ended up kinda being a pure force of all that is good in the world one of his endings I’ve planned out would have him sacrificing his life to ressurect main love interest guy, even though it means losing you. and, well, losing his life. but you’re the more important part and you should be happy with ghost husbandu! that would be like the bad ending if you have equal relationship bars with both characters. everyone else gets some sort of regular cheating scene and he gets IMMA GONNA THROW MYSELF INTO THE CAULDRON OF THE DEAD TO PAY THE TOLL I dont have him very developed though except that he’s gonna be Very Buff and he’s kinda the only character who’s an outsider to the complex dark dynamics of this village, and kinda represents protagonist’s hopes of someday seeing the world and also he’d be a bff wingman character on everyone else’s route if you dont return his crush. he is just a very pure and kind man! who crushes logs with his bare hands!

ANYWAY THATS NOT THE CHARACTER I WAS STRUGGLING WITH, LOL

the big problem I had is that the original villain for this thing back when I dreamed it up three years ago was gonna be the lady in the arranged marriage like she’s basically gaston and she killed off your rival love interest so she could force you into this loveless marriage blablabla and he came back as a demon ghost thing to save you cos she was gonna kill you too after the marriage to steal ur inheritance and stuff

BUT BUT BUTBUTBUT then I ended up thinking about how the character could be way less boring and awful if it was Moral Complexity Instead

so she’s developed into like... She’s still kind of an egotistical rich jerkass princess who bullied mr love interest guy and wants you to marry her even though she knows you dont love her BUT she’s also suffering just as much as you are I just had the really depressing mental image of her staring at her reflection in the river and contemplating suicide. thinking about how everyone treats her as if she only has any value if she’s beautiful, and she’s looked at her reflection a million times trying to see what they seem to see. everyone thinks she gets more beautiful with every part of herself she sacrifices to please them, but its like she can see herself rotting away and everyone tells her it isnt there.. She’s only so determined to get you to marry her because she’s being treated by her family like her entire purpose for being born was to marry a stranger she hates and bring them money and status. And she feels like she’s a failure because she cant force you to love her, and she can’t force herself to love you either, but she still HAS to find ANY way to make you do it anyway because everyone is acting like she’s run out of time already... So all her egotistical mannerisms are just her trying to hide that she hates herself, and she’s just as terrified of this marriage as you are. She’s just like a future image of what you’d become if you also gave up on escaping your parents’s expectations...

also I think it’d be an extra level of sad nuance if she actually used to be one of your childhood friends, alongside main love interest ghost guy and then suddenly she wasnt allowed to talk to you anymore, and her parents started pushing her even more into the perfect wife role and you two never knew about any of this, and you just ended up resenting her for suddenly breaking friends with you, and its all hella complicated and confusing so her route would be like the one non-romantic one in the game you just rekindle your friendship with her and help her find a reason to live again, and manage to escape the arranged marriage that’s ruined both of your lives

and possibly there’d be at least one optional scene where she could end up meeting the ghost and getting to say goodbye to him in a super teary way cos like, you spend a lot of the game assuming that she was the one who assassinated him, and that she hated him for being your love rival when really she was never able to love you at all, she just felt she was forced to conjure feelings out of thin air and doom the both of you to an unhappy marriage ‘for the sake of the lineage’ and deep down she still saw her ‘rival’ as the friend she once had, and felt awful about having to be a jackass to him so her parents wouldnt punish her for consorting with commoners so she was crying just as much as you when he dissappeared, and realising he might be dead is what causes her suicide attempt (especially cos she also finds out that you loved him all along...) so there needs to be a lil addendum to this ending that even though you didnt go thru his route and you didnt romance anyone, ghosty guy still passes on peacefully after getting to see you reconcile with your former best friend or maybe if the game could not follow the typical route structure, then it could be possible to befriend a character and romance someone else during the same playthru? golden ending where the trio is reunited again! even if the inevitability of death must still cast them asunder once more! (tho I do have ideas for one super super super tricky ultimate ending for ghost guy where you’re somehow able to stay together. beyond just the bad ending route where you die, lol)

ANYWAY so now i have no clue who actually killed ghost guy I feel it’d probably be too predictable to make it one of the evil parents or something Unless like.. change the framing and have them be presented as benevolebt npcs throughtout the whole game? like, cos the protagonist is friggin brainwashed and depressed and going along with this awful arranged marriage plan, he sees them as if this is what normal loving parents are meant to be like. so they’re still here being horrible and controlling but the game never gives you any choices to disobey them until the very end, when all their secret crimes are revealed! maybe even have the mom or something be like the tutorial npc and she’s always giving really bad advice that sends you down the bad routes. TRUST NO-ONE. NEGGING IS A VIABLE STRATEGY. EXPRESSING YOUR PERSONALITY IS WASTING TIME U CAN USE 2 PREPARE FOR THE MARRIAGE.

lots of thoughts! very few answers! alas!

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THINGS I HAVE LEARNED: there once existed the most overspecific profession ever

Like, seriously??? I was researching surnames for OCs and stuff and I had NO CLUE that Cooper began as a name for a specific kind of carpenter that makes barrels. Just barrels. No other carpentry. Barrels. A FINE OAKEN CASK OF OVERSPECIALIZATION And this was apparantly a really common and profitable profession and EVEN STILL LASTS TODAY?? Like, you do not even get blacksmiths anymore, yo! You can get them in model villages and metalwork still exists and some people do replica blacksmithing as a hobby, but its not like there’s really very many ‘1000 years of swording’ type places that can make an actual living. But apparantly there still are a few of the world’s last coopers out there?? I guess cos wine as an industry runs on the old ~aesthetic~ and ~age~ so alchohol barrels would have a market for being homemade in ye olde style. So now theyre even more overspecific carpenters that only make barrels and only for booze. Wtffffffff.... Seriously I mean.. are there any shops that sell only spoons? Only socks? WHY DOES THIS EXIST. WHY HAS IT EXISTED FOR CENTURIES. AND CONTINUES TO EXIST. My mind is so blown, you guys.

Anyway, I was trying to think of a good sort of shop profession I could give to this oc, like a medieval fantasy shop simulator like Reccetear or Atelier, yknow? I like Cooper as a name but being an actual cooper would be too overspecific to wrangle much fun gameplay out of it. Maybe I’d make him a blacksmith or a chef instead and everyone keeps making jokes about his unfitting name XD Other variants of cooper that became cool surnames: Tonnelier, Bodnar, Caskbinder Other olden times shoppy guy surnames: Schmidt, Ferrero, Brassfounder, Calderon (blacksmith) Goldsmith, Coinsmith, Moneyer, (works at a mint) Fletcher (an arrow/bowmaker) Thatcher, Miller, Weaver, Potter, Mason, Bailey (jailor), Baxter (chef), and Granger (finance manager of farm sales, apparantly)

Also I feel incredibly sad learning that there’s the surname Dikshitt/Dixit which apparantly means ‘mathematical scholar’ yet I can just imagine so many people getting mocked for a surname that once held such a positive meaning :P

ALSO I was thinking maybe a cool shop to run in a sim game would be a candlemaker? Is there a word for that? But thats like a magical thing kinda, and they have a fascinating process of being made. Oh, or maybe a glass blower! Disadvantage: I have to actually go and learn about candlemaking and glassblowing cos I am hella dumb on this subject XD Buuuuuttt I kinda want this protagonist dude to be like a mcelroy voice rowdy dirty boy. Thats kinda the only mental image I have of him so far, he looks kinda like a cliche nerdy glasses boy but then he is like 900% dirt. Muscles upon muscles upon muscles underneath that fancyman facade. Lives for sweat and toil and rubbing earthworms in his face! Some sort of super grody job thats just his Passion In Life and he’s forced to be this fancy heir to a noble family and then he comes home from stuffy trash life and is just like *rips shirt open* IMMA HOLLERINN ABOUT TH CABBAGES! So I dunno if it’d be boring to just make him a farmer or a blacksmith, those were my first two easiest options that came to mind. With a farmer it’d make more sense that people look down upon his work, and it could be like kinda harvest moony! BUT that might be too derivative, and the game might fail by being compared to a much better series, yknow? This story is mostly about the story, and I just wanna find some sort of gameplay to link it all together and add a bit of cuteness fun as well as just standard visual novel stuff. Its never gonna be as awesome as a game that was always designed to focus on the farming, yknow? Buuuuut then a blacksmith could be good since its gonna be A Sad Romance Story Of Romance And Sad, and tbh blacksmith is like the most attractive job ever in medieval times lol. Love interests would just gravitate towards you, I swear! dating sim: easy mode Alternative idea maybe: gravedigger? oh, and maybe that could link to him being from a posh family, maybe theyre the respected morticians and he’s the untalented son who’s left with all the grunt work around the cemetary. But he actually enjoys doing heavy lifting and not having to talk to anybody, so he aint mind. Could add an extra sadness to the backstory, cos his best friend/love interest vanished a few years ago and he’s been left worrying that any day his corpse would turn up at the morgue and he’d have to perform the service... :(

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Some more oc brainstorming in avatar maker thingies! The love interest and protagonist from my undeveloped ‘tragic spider visual novel thingie’. I keep changing my mind on everyone’s name and gender even!

Protagonist (on the right) was meant to have overalls or suspenders or something, but those trousers look cute too. He/she is meant to be like a grody working person of much job and strong! i havent decided but I dunno.. a farmer or a blacksmith or something? Maybe even a gravedigger? Basically they’re a super depressed perpetually bored mess who cares about nothing except their job, which they’re very passionate about. Kinda like Lapis? And then love interest (on the left) is their shy and adorkable childhood friend who mysteriously dissappeared years ago, presumed dead. One day they return with apparantly no memory of what happened, and the big mystery of the game would be figuring out if this really IS them, and whether you can trust them. They say the spirits of the forest can mimic the voices of your loved ones...

And then the bit near the bottom is various outfits for love interest. We have them in their knight outfit from the backstory, and then one of the Ones Who Walk Between The Trees. (Or I’ll try and think of a better ominous name for evil spirits, lol) I was thinking their designs could just be generic living shadows, but I also like the idea of them being like negative image duplicates of people in sort of burial wear type outfits. With a bonus of what they’d look like if they stole the protagonist’s face, but that probably wouldnt happen except as a bad ending or something. Oh and then just an idea of these characters as kids, because cute!

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aaaa im getting stupidly inspired to work again on my old Dating Sim Ghost Tragedy Game since I had that dumb idea today about a new Dating Sim Ghost Tragedy Game I’ve had like five separate ideas for different tragic undead datey games :P Lets talk about this particular one!! I’m pretty tired so I cant really write it a big post like i did with today’s new idea, but I’ll try my best ^_^

The idea is that it’d be sort of a traditional medieval fantasy setting but its more like a slice of life tale of the regular citizens in these sorts of worlds, rather than a big destined hero thing. Sorta like the appeal of the Atelier series? I’m thinking the protagonist could maybe be a blacksmith or a gardener or some other down-to-earth job? I just feel like he’s a hardworking chill sort of dude, sometimes kinda comes off as emotionless to others, kinda depressed but devoting himself to his work helps him smile again. He’s really passionate about whatever he does! And i think deciding his job would be a big step towards developing this idea, because having it as a minigame would help add structure to the plot and some relief from the sadness. I dont wanna make it too similar to Atelier though... So yeah, the protagonist is this cute mid-twenties relateable fella who’s just trying to do his job. I think I wanna give his outfit dungarees or something? I feel like he’d always look a bit work-uniform-style even when he’s off duty, he’s kinda too lazy to change clothes. A perpetually bored and disinterested guy. Or, at least that’s the impression he gives off to people who don’t know him, he only brightens up around the few friends he has. AND HE PUTS 100% INTO THAT SMILE, GODDAMMIT

And then his childhood friend is someone who actually was sort of a ‘standard rpg hero’, but a really sad subversion of it. At the moment he’s currently the main love interest, and he’s still sorta the catalyst for the plot and the mysteries and all, even if you don’t pick him. or I dunno, maybe I’ll just make it only one love interest but many multiple endings, but I think this character would be happy if his love interest was happy with somebody else in the endings where they dont get together. He’d be crying but happy. Anyway, my mental image for him now is this really weary chronically shy cinnamon roll who’s like a big ol tall beanpole knight with long rapunzel hair that he hides behind. Maybe white hair cos that’d fit thematically with his plot, but is that too sephirothy? When they were children, knight-guy used to be this bright and uplifting figure who always protected protagonist and had such great dreams of being a hero who could save everyone! And he went off to join the army at a young age, and then he just... shattered. He came back disgraced as a deserter, the decade of loyal service ignored by all his former neighbours just because he’d quit in the end. He had a complete breakdown and just couldnt take the violence anymore, now he’s barely 23 years old and already retired. And completely alone. No family, just trying in vain to take care of his fragile self as he locks himself away in his house and everybody gossips about him. And the thematic thing is that his biggest fear is spiders. The moment he snapped was when he was left injured on the battlefield unable to move for hours, trapped under a pile of bodies of his fellow soldiers, trying to play dead to survive. He just remembers seeing a spider crawling across the face of the man next to him, the man in pieces... So everyone horrid in the village likes to mock him by scaring him with spiders, and I havent decided on his name yet but he probably has a spider-based nickname. He’s unlucky enough to even look spidery :P

Ooooooohhhhhh and for extra irony, the village is next to a magic forest populated by demon spiders. WHOOPS, FATE HATES YOU! They’re kinda like both the gods and demons of this village, they’re seen as morally bankrupt dangerous trickster spirits that’ll do whatever they want regardless of good and evil. Everybody talks about how horrible they are and warns that anyone who does [insert sin according to our religion] will be cursed by them, but they also make offerings to them and consider them entirely responsible for the success of the harvest, etc. Its like if you knew your gods were unpredictable dicks but you still tried to placate them with gifts! (like most old european pantheons I guess) And even though this setting is indeed a magical one, the existance of the spider spirits is kind of an unknown mystery similar to real life gods. People very rarely see them in times of need, and nobody can ever prove it really happened. The forest is indeed the ‘forest of spiders’ but the only proven fact is that it has a lot of (as far as we know) completely ordinary spiders in it. Nobody knows why so many spiders cluster in this one area, so making up a legend about gods seems like a possible thing that could happen. or maybe this one area really is the centre of the world where the One True Spiders weave the webs that tell the future, and these are their mortal followers praying in worship much like the humans do... Anyway, its just a cool aesthetic thing of a cobweb-encrusted forest where entire trees get coccooned annually as the seasons come and go~ And a cool civilization that has a lot of trade in silk and weaving! Kinda based on the old ps1 game Jade Cocoon, though that revolved around magical spirit silkworms instead.

At the time the story starts, best friend knight guy has been back home for a fair few years now. Him and protagonist met again, and protagonist is goddamn determined to take care of his ill friend and somehow manage to convince the town to take him back! Its basically two depressed people holding on to each other as their lifeline, and helping each other compensate for the things they’ve each been robbed of. Protagonist struggles with expressing emotion and being a complete pushover who can never tell anyone what he really wants, so its helping him a lot that for once he’s determined and won’t just mindlessly obey his parents. You cant tell me to cast aside my best friend! Plus best friend just generally thinks the goddamn world of him and helps him be happy! And best friend suffers from seeing himself as worthless and being anxious about disaster at every turn, feeling that nobody loves him and nobody SHOULD love him. And not being capable of taking care of his more mundane day-to-day needs because he doesnt believe he deserves to like.. eat, sleep, leave the house, etc. Poor guy... I’m so glad I invented a protagonist character that can be there for him! And seriously they both just renew each other’s self worth and I’m getting so emotional about this pairing before I’ve even developed it... GAHHHH

SO YEAH LETS GET DOWN TO THE ACTUAL PLOT It was kinda necessary to establish the history leading up to it, because that’s why it’s so tragic :(

Last year, the protagonist’s best friend vanished overnight and never came back. Everyone says he just ran away again like a coward, nobody even looked for him except you. They say he was last seen walking into the forest, and nobody will listen when you say that’s IMPOSSIBLE! His biggest fear was the spiders! The protagonist frantically tried to find him.. tried to find his body... tried to at least investigate this murder mystery and find some closure... tried to at least convince people that it WAS a murder mystery.... With the loss of the person he cared about most, the protagonist has slunk back into his own shell again, and starts to give up hope on life. Facing the same pariah treatment they gave his spider-fearing friend, he eventually learns to stop asking questions, to stop searching, to just do whatever his parents said. And his parents said he has to have an arranged marriage, to restore their reputation, after his STUPID STUNT of causing so much FUSS over the death of some stupid deserter... Each day blends into the next, as life becomes once again just going through the motions of being a ‘proper man’. Then... One day... He comes back. The spider-haired best friend comes walking though your door like nothing had happened! But.. he isn’t quite right. Your joy starts fading to a growing dread. He doesn’t remember what happened? He walks straight past the people heckling him? He seems more peaceful than he’s ever been, he’s fearless again and he keeps answering your questions with exactly what you’re desperate to hear. Sometimes you swear you see him talking to spiders whenever you turn your back... So you have to adjust to having him back, and try and figure out the mystery of his dissappearance while worrying whether you can trust him or not. You even entertain irrational thoughts that the legends are true, and maybe you’ve invited a forest spirit into your home because it mimicked the voice of the man you loved. And... what will you do about that love? For the first time ever he’s recipricating your feelings, he knows all those words that went unspoken, as if he could hear you every night as you wished you’d confessed while you had the chance. Is this really him holding you close, or is it a cruel trick to offer you everything you wanted, so the forest can claim you just like it claimed him?

So yeah, gameplay would be like exploring around each day searching for clues, doing a certain job-based minigame, and having chances to either go down the dating sim path or mistrust this man that may or may not be the one you knew. Even options perhaps to develop a romance with other characters instead? But will there be consequences for instilling jealousy in something otherworldly...? I think maybe if you just jump right into romancing possibly-friend-possibly-doppelganger, then you get a bit of a bad ending. Agreeing with him 100% and never solving the mystery is bad, regardless of whether he’s actually trustworthy or not. Either way it ends tragically, but there might be possibly a way to get a true romance ending with him if you actually do keep on top of resolving the main plot as well as just smooching. I... won’t say whether his romance is good or bad though :P And there’d be one not-romance route, where its kinda like you have to work hard to avoid romance! The protagonist’s arranged marriage is a big problem, he’d resigned himself to that fate but now he’s starting to hope he can confess to the one he really loves instead. But he’s gotta go against the whole damn world trying to force him into this ‘destiny’... Oh and I wanna make the most of the spider aesthetic! I was thinking that ‘fate threads’ could be a big gameplay element, with the possibility of getting these out-of-context flashforwards and clues that can help you avoid a bad ending. (Like in Until Dawn!) And romance meters would be a silk thread connecting the two of you, because pretty interface elements are awesome :)

POINTLESS RANDOM DEVELOPMENT TRIVIA This is actually a super old idea that’s remained undeveloped for many years! Back when i was a lil teen I originally imagined sort of a similar thing but with mermaids/water spirits instead of spider ones. And a lake instead of a forest, naturally. Also it kept flip-flopping on the genders of the characters. Ultimately i decided delicate spider aesthetic would fit better with a m/m couple and terrifying swamp creatures of fierceness would be better as sapphic. And the het idea died quickly cos it was based on dumb gender roles that the shy one has to be the girl, blablabla :P Oh and for some reason the whole spider idea came from reading one particular case in the manga adaptation of Ace Attourney. Weird, huh?