#this is peak bunnied rabbit and I'm all about it

[belderchal]

Eminy in a bunny hoodie!

I've still been drawing daily, just not uploading. It was nice to take a bit of a break.

[cursedcola]

How would Ruggie, Malleus, Jade, and Deuce react to their s/o sleeping with a plushie that they gifted them?

{Aww! This is so cute!! I love it omg. I sleep with my boba squish mallow and have no shame. I kind of wanna give each character a specific plushie to comment on....okay. I'm gonna. I have the power here lol}

Prompt: What if they caught s/o sleeping with a plushie? (Pre-Relationship)

Characters: Ruggie Bucci, Malleus Draconia, Jade Leech, and Deuce Spade Part (1/3): Next ; pt.3

A/N: I forgot the 'they gifted you,' part. I'm sorry! I hope it's okay

Ruggie Bucci

Plush Bunny

Sometimes Leona sends Ruggie on 'quests,' as you would often call them. Ruggie just calls them chores

Things like getting him lunch, cleaning his room, delivering papers, and recently he's been tasked with keeping an eye on you.

Word on the proverbial grapevine is that you haven't been doing so great. Falling asleep in random places, spending long hours in the library, working extra shifts at the monster lounge, and most importantly- you haven't visited Savanaclaw in over two weeks

Now Ruggie would get shanked if he ever said it out loud, but Leona has a soft spot for ya. Just like he does for Jack Howl and the other nosy freshmen

When Ruggie hears, "make sure those idiots aren't causing me extra work," it translates to "make sure those idiots aren't in any trouble. go help them,"

Think good-cop and bad-cop. Leona lays bad-cop, and marionettes Ruggie as good-cop

He's sent Ruggie to do a bit spying on you a few times, not that the errand boy complained. He has personal motives for these little 'quests'. Like sometimes finding you in the most interesting positions

"Aye Aye...geez, can't you do it on your own for once?" - "Care to repeat that" -"Nothing! Nothing..."

He never sees anything horrible. Just funny situations, like when you're in a sneezing fit or rambling about the 'oh-so-generous' Crowley to yourself when you think you're alone. Ruggie always gets a good laugh at your antics when you think no one is watching

But this- okay, this scenario is a new one for him.

"You really have no sense of decency...do you, prefect" he says, looking down at you napping under a tree in the courtyard

It wouldn't be so bad, if you weren't curled around a small stuffed rabbit. He just-

Pulls out his phone and takes a picture. No hesitation. Just quickly snaps it and then crouches over you

And stares. Anyone walking by would think him a creeper, with his ears twitching and face scrunched up in concentration

You...shit. He can't keep doing this for Leona if this is what he'll find. His shriveled little heart can't handle it

He definitely plans to rub the picture in your face later, but for now he'll lay down next to you and watch the clouds. To the onlooker it looks like your both chilling, but for Ruggie it feels more intimate. He's guarding you from anyone that might disturb your rest or trying to peak at the cute sight only he gets to see

Malleus Draconia

Plush dragon

So, this all began when Malleus asked about University life from your world. He wanted to know more about human culture and how dormitories in TW are different from what you know

Your world is definitely less exciting than Twisted Wonderland. You have to walk everywhere and don't have mirror travel? Dorms contain hundreds of students at once? No prefects? No set schedule? Who controls the chaos? That...sounds tiring

He wants to know more about the dorm culture. So you tell him about staying up late to study, coffee addiction, mutual understanding of finals stress among peers, how prefects are essentially called RAs, fraternities/sororities/etc, extra curricular clubs, bad cafeteria food, and most importantly- crashing in other dorms to escape your own.

He has never shared a dorm with another person, or a room. There were times he snuck into Lilia's room as a child after a nightmare, but he doesn't mention that to you

The 'dorm crashing,' you talk about- he wants to experience it. He wants to spend an entire evening with "friends" and enjoy a wild adventure

He nearly invites himself to spend the night in your dorm, but trails off since that would be indecent considering his...emotions

"Might I impose upon....ah. Pardon my boldness, I retract my previous suggestion,"

He wants to interject when you insist on his idea. It's improper but how can he say no when you are so excited?

And this is how Malleus ends up sharing your dorm for the night. You both set up sleeping arrangements on the floor of your room, which Grimm loves since the bed is now all his. After all, it is not a proper sleepover unless you both wake with backaches (from the floor, not what you're thinking of -_-)

You both go for a late-night walk, play a board game with the resident ghosts and Grimm, enjoy a warm beverage by the fireplace, and end the night discussing whatever thoughts come to mind.

It's the most fun Malleus has ever had. He's never experienced such a relaxed evening. Not once was there a moment of discomfort

Until you both settled in for the night, and you bring in that plush dragon. He's uncomfortable but not in a bad way

He says nothing at first and instead focuses on the crackling fire. He doesn't need as much sleep as a human, so he merely pretends until your steady breathing can be heard

He turns to look your way, watching how you snuggle into it's fur. The fire illuminating your peaceful face and blankets drawn up to your shoulders

You look so serene. No one has ever looked so calm in his presence or allowed themselves to be vulnerable. Then again- he's never dropped his guard this much around anyone other than his close dormmates. His family.

"Oh, if you only recognized these feelings I carry. Would you still allow me to witness this sight?"

He cannot help himself, and reaches over to tuck you in further and pat the dragon on it's head.

You're too precious. Welcoming a demon into your den and taunting him so...

Jade Leech

toast

Similar to how Leona has a soft spot for you, so does Azul

You are the only person allowed back in the VIP lounge without permission. No contracts, no deals, no nothing. The space was offered in case you ever felt overwhelmed and needed somewhere to cool off

More specifically, when you first saw Azul's octopot you had mentioned missing having a safe-place, and that there was nowhere truly quiet in NRC for you to go. Azul immediately offered the lounge and instructed the tweels to let you in whenever (so long as a transaction wasn't being made. Then you could go to one of their dorm rooms)

You surprisingly took him up on the offer, and on occasion Jade would escort you to the VIP lounge for some quiet time. You'd normally do your homework in the corner as Azul worked, or fell asleep on one of the couches

Today was one of the times when Azul needed the room for work, but seeing your defeated expression convinced Jade to loan out his room

Floyd offered his as well, but it was rarely in a state to host company. So you agreed to rest in Jade's until his shift was over and he could escort you back to Ramshackle

"Please don't touch anything other than the desk and available seating. I have many dangerous specimens in here and cannot guarantee your safety. Rest well~"

It is not necessary, but he greatly dislikes you walking alone at night after closing. He will not take no for an answer, and will dismiss any rebuttal with a smile. Before you know it, you're half-way to your dorm while he is guiding you with a hand on the small of your back

After his shift, night had long fallen. He mentally prepared to once again swindle his way into walking you home as he approached his room. Though after opening the door? His plans changed

Laid on his bed, you have clearly fallen asleep while reading a light novel. In one hand is the book and in the other...a plush piece of toast?

What?

He has seen you asleep many times in the VIP lounge, but never like this. Not in his room, completely relaxed, and entirely unaware of the danger you were in. His prior warning did not pertain only to mushrooms

"Aha...my dearest, it seems you are not as conscious of me as I thought. You are fortunate that I am merciful,"

He runs his index finger along your cheek and down your neck, stopping when his hand meets the plush toy clutched in your hands. He is showing you mercy, but at the cost of more self control than his twin could ever muster

"I adore you..." He doesn't need to walk you home, because he does not bother waking you up. He instead tends to his fungi, and spends the night sparing occasional glances your way until morning

Deuce Spade

Puppy Plushie

He may -or may not!- have been booted from his Dorm for a few days

He definitely did not shatter nearly half of Heartslabyul's fine china in a petty argument with one of his upperclassmen

...

.....

Okay, but they were trying to ditch their duties and push all the work onto him! He's just trying to live an honest life here and they had the gull to pull the 'I'm your superior now do as I say,' bullshit

He sent a cauldron their way...and well, you get the rest. He's honestly lucky that Riddle did not collar him and instead Trey sent him away for a few days. Just until tensions cool off

Which is why he's here now. At your doorstep, in the middle of the night, with his pajamas on and nothing but a backpack. He doesn't even have proper shoes on! Just slippers

Annnd he's begging you to help him out. He's stayed over many times anyways. What's the harm in a few nights? It's just that this time Ace wouldn't be around

....lock the doors. He may have followed and Deuce is not in the mood for a second argument of the day. He just wants to do his homework and get some rest

"Please! I promise you won't even know that I'm here. I'll be super quiet,"

Say yes already and tell him to stop bowing. It's pathetic

Normally when Ace and Deuce sleep over, you have the living room set up for them. Since this is last minute he'll have to bunk in your room. You don't have fresh linens and it's too late to warm the living area with a fire.

Que you both fighting over who takes the bed. You're fine with him taking it, but Grimm refuses to sleep with him. Deuce also isn't happy kicking you out of your bed.

Egads his mother would have him hung for taking his host's bed. Especially your bed - the thought sends him overboard

In the end, Grimm ends up making himself comfy on one of the recliners in the room. Which leaves Deuce to share the bed with you after finishing his homework (that you begrudgingly help with)

He's already near a heart attack when you both get into the bed. Then he watches you lean over to grab a large plush dog...and snuggle it

He has never invaded your room when sleeping over. This is the first time he's seen you so...adorable. Utterly. Adorable.

He promptly turns so your backs are facing each other, and buries his face in his pillow.. Before he realizes it, an hour has passed and the grandfather-clock down the hall is chiming. Slowly, he peers over his shoulder to see that you've turned to face his back.

" Forgive me...I don't think I can do this-"

You wake up to find him in a blanket cocoon on the floor. He was not going to get any sleep staying in that bed

[a-vessels-thoughts]

Dr1 has a lot of problems, that's kinda

A fact.

But imma just say something that bothered me a little personally, despite not really being a big problem like Chihiro's trial or anything else.

Makoto is boring, that's by design. I have no problem with that (he's a favorite). But... then he talks about "carrying my friends with me in my heart forever," and I got SO EXCITED.

For context, I like protags who evolve their design as the series goes on. Izuku midoriya (mha Jumpscare, I'm sorry) and what have you make my brain go brrrr. I thought makoto was gonna be one of them. Obviously, he's not (the suit doesn't really count).

I get that he doesn't need to be, and that it's pretty obvious even early on he wouldn't be, but cmon think about it!

Maybe he wears one of Sayaka's ribbons. A jacket from Leon (idk), Taka's broken watch, Celeste's metal claw things, Mukuro's rabbit hair clip (maybe on his shirt, since I don't think it'd stay in his hair lol-also he's called a bunny at least twice, it fits! It fits!) Hifumi's glasses (maybe with fake glass? Or anything that wouldnt hurt his eyes), bandages to honor Sakura, the crazy diamond pick axe to honor Mondo. And obviously, alter ego for Chihiro. Blue eye contacts later down the line to honor Junko because, even if he hates her, she was a classmate. She WAS a friend.

I'm not saying all of these should've happened-he'd look like a fanfic oc mc lol- but when I saw the watch, I was screaming for Makoto to graverob. It was right there! Yoink it, yoink it!!!!! You can still use it for the investigation. Just keep it, my boy! Your design wouldn't even change! I'd be happy with just this!

Anyways, Snake Eyes (a dr1 fanfic for the unaware) does this, and I love it. Even if my hope boy isn't quite the same.

Also, I'm pretty sure I broke something when I learned about the 11037 thing in dr2 :)

I love that.

I think about that a lot.

Uh? Conclusion: Makoto is still peak. Just peak in a different way than i thought he would be. And that saddens me, sometimes. When I'm not obsessing over him being so stupid (meat teens-i hope i didn't hurt the beds feeling-i dont think the washing machine is the culprit-thaursday) (he has said/thought all of these btw. He's so stupid i love him), at least.

[celestialking]

I got a Request ideaaaaa for foolish btw

How about the reader was watching Mcc of course their bfs pov and after he won they give him a little gift. Like they bought special lingerie or something for him as a gift for winning or to cheer him up if he had lost.

Just fluffy smut with shark himbo man

Also Gn reader but Afab (i hope that's ok?)

Icarus

I got cha (feel free to bonk me if I did not do good)

Itsssss blurb time ✌️ ♡

◇ NSFW~ 18+ only ◇ Minors/Ageless blogs DNI◇ You will be blocked ◇

Warnings: afab, lingerie (red, with a matching bunny ear headband, cause red... red rabbits 👍)

The second he had made it into what could be the final round of dodgebolt you had appeared behind him in the room.

His stream didn't last much longer after winning, the adrenaline plus now you had arrived was all a bit much and he needed a chance to take out his nerves. In some way.

"I won!" Foolish screamed forcing you into a hug. "We won!" He violently shook you by your forearms. You laughed along with him, congratulating him for his win.

It was only after he started to calm down slightly that he realized just what you were wearing.

It was one of his hoodies, but something red was peaking out underneath. "Whats- what's this?" Foolish questioned. His thumb finding the strap on your leg and pulling it slightly. The elastic snapped back onto your thigh.

"I got you a little something," you smiled tugging him to the bed by his arm.

He grinned chuckling. "Oh yeah?"

"Mhm, wanna see?"

Foolish tugged at the hoodie. Making you smack away his hands. "Patience," you twirled him around so you could push him back on the bed.

Foolish sat up against the headboard eyes watching very closely as you began to grab the bottom of the hoodie. Slowly you dragged it up your body revealing inch after inch of the hot cherry red number you picked out for him.

"You're drooling honey," you laughed pulling the hoodie off your head.

Foolish didn't even flinch as you pulled out a pair of rabbit ears.

"See I'm a red rabbit too," you grinned moving closer.

"Is there a tail?"

You blinked before flushing. "No there's not a tail, I just saw the ears and thought it would be funny,"

Foolish didn't seem to care however. He seemed more concerned on finding the fastest way to get the lingerie off you before you got to him.

"So, do you like it?" You asked climbing into his lap. His hands settled on your hips, just holding on as you ground over his growing problem.

"Oh f-fuck, I love it,"

You had taken over all of his senses making him shiver with delight. "Can I enjoy my gift now?" Foolish asked kissing against your collarbone.

"Yes,"

Foolish grinned pushing forward. You landed on your back with the taller man above you. He gripped your thighs, loving that this set gave perfect access.

"Now if you'll excuse me all that winning made me hungry,"

You whined throwing an arm over your eyes. "You're annoying,"

"Maybe," his tongue flicked over your clit once. "But you love me,"

[historianofgalar]

Old Southern Galarian words for the first 11 Galarian Pokemon

This is explained in my kid's, @quillpokebiology , Geography" post, but Galarian has multiple dialects/languages. The Galarian I'm speaking is Hammerlock Galarian, but I grew up in a place that spoke Southern Galarian (specifically from the Crown Tundra). So, here are words for some of the pokemon there.

1. Suanáilte: Sobble

Pronounced "Su-ahn-alt-eh." From the words "Suaracha" meaning insignificant/paltry, and "conáilte" meaning blue.

2. Drúana: Drizzile

Pronounced "Ndrú-ah-nah." From the words "driùchd" meaning "Drizzle" or Dew" and "Gruama" meaning "Sad/depressed/gloomy"

3. Scaoilaghairt: Inteleon

Pronounced "Skeel-leerch." Combination of the words Scaoil, which means shoot and [to] fire, while Laghairt means lizard.

4. Sgôrnín: Scorbunny

Pronounced "Goor-neen." It still translates to Scorbunny, but I'll talk about it anyway. Sgôr is actually Lean (referring to Ballonlean), meaning Score, as sgór in southern Galarian means mountain peak/steep hill/pinnacle, etc. Coinín means bunny.

5. Bunineanach: Scorbunny

Pronounced "Bun-ye-nah." "Bun" means foot while "coineanach" means rabbit.

6. Ciceáluith: Cinderace

Pronounced "Kick-eel-lew-ah." It's a combination of the words ciceál, which means [to] kick, while luith means cinder.

7. Cipínaí: Grookey

Pronounced "Kip-een-ee". Uses the word cipín, which means small stick, [music] stick, and the stick that the bodhrán instrument is played with. The "nai" comes from "moncaí" which just means monkey.

8. Batanaí: Thwackey

Pronounced "Bah-teh-nee." Bata I'd another word for sticking, while the naí still comes from moncaí. (It also sounds a bit like Botany, which is the study of plants. I find that coincidence interesting).

9. Bodhráfear: Rillaboom

Pronounced "Bar-ah-far." Bodhrá comes from Bodhrán, which is an instrument that originates from Southern Galar. Fear just means man.

10. Leicag: Skwovet

Pronounced "Leh-cak." Combination of the words "leicean," meaning cheek, and "feòrag," meaning squirrel.

11. Sanntaille: Greedent

Pronounced "Sh-aunt-all-ah," (pronounce "Sh" with back of throat). Combination of the word Santach, meaning covetous, and saille, meaning fat (Kalosians might recognize that one one).

[honeybeewhereartthee]

ITS TIME FOR DISTORTED PARTY

What's wrong? Never have you seen such an odd duo?

»»——DID YOU JUST INTERACT WITH PAST THEM?--——-　no.　——STOP LYING, I SAW WHAT YOU DID. —you saw nothin—-««

While once again in a fog like labyrinth, the other one with white and purple outfit pause for a moment before he look at his imaginary clock and gasp.

The Bee stared at behind him and rolled his eyes when he realize what's up with his companion when the other takes out a living bunny out of his space and the bunny start to shake in hunger. The pseudo hurried to feed the lil guy who happily eats the things serve.

( shh ~shhh~... Don't worry I have more food here ... )

Petting and cooing softly the fluffy creature like his own beloved child the pseudo care less if they have to stop for a moment, because he cannot let his sole living momento of that person to die from carelessness.

{ Stop feeding that bunny each time, we have a minute stop.}

The Bee sighs as he cross his arms as he look at his direction in disdain, they really should stop this mini stops for a magic bunny.

( Well 'your bitch'less attitude sure is 'kill' jo'y'. One cle'a'rly 'se'e that you 'l'ack 'f'eelings of sympathy for this precious baby bunny, letting him be left hungry!)

{ ... What if you go try and do what you just said, huh?}

( *Gasp. But I don't say anything threatening~ I'm just saying what I felt I wanna say.)

{ Kokoko, you seems to think I'm blind. I can clearly see what you wanna say. }

The two glare at one another as the little bunny Slowly finished and fall asleep. The Bee stared at the bunny in a daze moment. Seeing that hunny eyes. It remind him, of someone.

{ 'I cannot' 'd'e​c'i​'ph'e'r that o'ne' day 'I' will 't'ravel and searc'h'ing 'e'ndless, 'r'elentless and more I 'can'not believe I have to do it with 'you', from all of the people... }

(.... Why do you even cho'i'ce to tag along with me. You 'don't' have bound like I have with them... Your only being 'c'ruel to yourself by doing this with me... 'A'nd besides you'r' someone who could liv'e' as you like... Finally free of your own captivity... )

{ ... I... }

A memory flash in Bee's mind. Someone holding his hand and the person laughter's ringing in his ears. He remembers that person calling his name and telling him.

× ' it's ok... Live as you like, like you do now... I wish to not pinned you down with weight of our existence... ' ×

That same person that smiled as they let go of his hand and disappear to nothing, consume by darkness. Forgotten.

{ ...Don't know... }

He never understand why, why.... Theres so many why running through his mind but all knows he have too, and he want too.

The two have a moment of silent as the pseudo put the sleeping bunny back to his space and start walking ahead of the other.

( Whatever reason you have, It doesn't really matter to me.... But if we have to do this together whatever reason one might have. Don't just mess it up by throwing a punch like you did when you first summoned the time labyrinth.)

The pseudo clearly remember when the two of them start their journey to the unknown time, long before their time in the labyrinth. Following the fading thread. This fucking bee throw a punch when he first check on his bunny to feed after long silence in the fogged and gloomy place. The rabbit mooching on the carrot scared him.

{ ˚‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥᷄⌓˂̣̣̥᷅ )‧º·˚ S-STOP bringing that up!)

The Bee felt embarrassed by bringing up such embarrassing story being frightened by a bunny after that moment, many scene of horror come in his mind after all, that silent made his mind think very loudly.

( (ㆁωㆁ) Who in their right mind scared of of their own ability like it's some horror film. )

{ For the record, I only know about the theory based from what they told me and never gasp it till... }

(... Lets go.)

The pseudo don't let him continue as the two speed up to the new destination. They went through another corner and the fog, the maze disappear when they step out. The bright sun light peaking out of the corner of the tree line.

( ... Since it be a long walk from here to there. Might as well chat. )

{ Fine. When I meet them. I thought they were weird. }

( Ahahah~ yup they are indeed weird. )

{ They threaten to k'i'l'l' me at 'o'ne point. They gi've' 'm'e a 'c'harming smile while they do that .(◍•ᴗ•◍)}

( ... )

The pseudo pause, he look alarm at the surrounding. The place suddenly don't felt like they are the only one there.

{ Heads up. }

As he said that, they soon shoot down by many projectiles. The bee pulled out golden sticky liquid, with a quick move, he molded the honey into a blade and knives. Deflecting down the in coming attack with ease.

( Watch out!)

Bee who's back is turned don't realize someone about to hit him. Pseudo quickly smack a mallet to the enemy, throwing them off far in the tree lines.

As they get one done, more come out.

{ Sigh. Why do those things keep hindering us?}

(They are the guardian of the labyrinth after all... They don't have kin liking to people who trespassing boundary of time )

Soon more bull headed shadow figures appear, aggression on their eyes and the enemies is no other than those two.

{ Kokoko. Good I needed to test out my new skill }

Bee chuckle as he wave his hand, Sakura and rose petals surrounded him.

{[ Maybe this world is... ] }

The trees In the surrounding suddenly bloom majestic cherry blossom.

{ [ Speckled by drop of solitude.. ]}

Soon the petals created a whirlwind, all the enemies burned the moment a single petals touch their skin.

{[ Each color may just blend together into one ]}

Blood, fire and beautiful petals slowly turn the surrounding crimson as he wave his hand in graceful slow motion to all the direction of the enemies.

A smile on his face, that show his just getting started.

(what a show off.)

The other chuckle as white feathers surrounded him.

([ rewrite the limit.. . ])

Suddenly the land start to crack. Bee sigh as he once again witness this person destroy another part of the labyrinth.

([ dance on, dance on the edge!])

{[ this world may just be a stippling of... Solitude and instant]}

All the mobs that try to stop from the edge to the abyss below suddenly felt burning sensation of the the roaring wind of beautiful deadly flowers that burns them.

( the door! )

Holding his companion hand, an afterimage of wings appear on his back and they made a jump to the exit to another destination.

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Dot. dot. do. T

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[angelspigeon]

HAPPY BUNNYEAR!!!

I wish you all a nice year!! I'm planning do work less this year and try to focus more on my health. I'm still obsessed with writing so I think I'll still produce a lot but I'll try to be more gentler with me!

I wish you lot of little plot bunnies for the year coming!!

I leave you with a little Prostichilde (because no change between 2022 and 2023 for this) and his beautiful Zhongli!!

VVV

“Please, please, come in,” a man eagerly invited.

Ah! Having the Consultant Zhongli on the Pearl Galley? It was such a sign of good luck. His opinion was respected all around the Harbour and far beyond, and who knows if other people wouldn’t come here specifically to see him?

Zhongli was, honestly, coming here for the food. A delight.

“We have a special event,” the man said.

“A special event?” Zhongli repeated. “Thank you,” he added as a stool was tug for him in an isolated place.

“Hm! We’re celebrating the New Year! It’s the Year of the Rabbit so…”

The man held out his hand to the hosts all around. Ladies for the most, there was also a few men and people of other gender lost in the mass, of course. They were all wearing skippy outfit, leotard that followed the curve of the breasts, fishnets to hug their legs, and, of course, a hairband with bunny ears and the little fluffy bun.

They were beautiful.

Zhongli opened the mouth to thanks the owner and just tell him he just wanted to enjoy a drink and a meal but his mouth stayed open without a word coming out from it. This slender silhouette coming from one cabin, a tray on his hand, and the little bun taking the sunset hues. How tempting to grab. But what was better than this little fluffy bun? Those hair also taking the sunset hues and giving them a bright ginger aspect. And those freckles like stars on his beautiful skin.

“Can this one come take care of my table?” Zhongli asked, moving his chin to the boy.

“This one?” the owner repeated. Ah! It was the Consultant Zhongli after all. “Sure! Give me an instant!”

The owner quickly moved aside. Zhongli glanced at him, then at the other hosts. They were taking lascivious pose to give the food, the drink or they were even sitting on the laps of the customers.

What a service.

But it wasn’t surprising from the Pearl Galley. Some of the customers even disappeared in the rooms with the bunnies. After all, this was the Pearl Galley with its forbidden delight.

“Greetings to the Pearl Galley! I’ll do anything to please you! Ask what you want and I shall do it!” the host said, leaning in, his round peach peaking out, and his little bun so exposed. The blue eyes opened and then widened with horror. “Xiansheng?!”

“Oh,” Zhongli said with a smile. “This seems so formal. What about something more intimate?”

His teasing tone flustered Childe in front of him.

“Hmpf! What do you want?!”

“Your best wine, and what kind of food do you have?” he asked, grabbing the menu. “Would you make me the honour to sit on my lap and help me?”

Oh! Zhongli was teasing him? Fine! If he wanted to play, he would play!

Childe wrapped his arms around the strong arms and sat on his lap, snuggling in.

“Sure!” He pressed his breasts against Zhongli’s chest. “We have a lot of seafood dish for the occasion. We had rabbit meal before but you wouldn’t want to eat cute little bunny, uh?” he said with an adorable look.

His eyes were shining.

Zhongli gulped down with difficulties and without realizing, his arms were already around the tiny waist, bringing him against him.

“Childe…”

Childe moved one hand, caressing the bottom lip with his thumb. His own lips came even closer.

“We have peking duck, though. I thought you’d like it.”

“I believe so,” Zhongli answered.

“Would you also take the chips as snack while your food is cooking?” Zhongli nodded. “And I recommend our special soup! Bird nest!”

“I have the sensation you are playing me,” Zhongli said.

“I only want you to have the most delicious meal!”

Childe let out a little yelp as he felt a hand slither between his thighs.

“If you are here, this would be a delicious meal whatever you bring me. Use me as you wish if you become my dessert.”

“Xiansheng!” Childe protested.

He was so red. Ah! Why did he felt so hot? And why did he wanted the hand to come lower between his thighs. The last time they saw each other was in the Northland bank when Childe discovered who Zhongli was.

“Tartaglia?” Zhongli teased.

Childe leaned in lightly and Zhongli pressed their forehead together. His hand slithered a few centimetres into the warmth. His hand dared to close around the fluffy bun, and while it was a fake one, Zhongli swore he heard him moan.

“I think I’d like to take my meal in the room with you, is it possible?” Zhongli teased.

“Idiot,” Childe said between his teeth.

Zhongli got up with him in his arms, holding him like a Princess, and as if he was as light of a little fox. He carried him to the rooms under the decks. The reason why they were here was quite obvious as, walking through them, moans and mattress’s creaking filled the corridor.

Childe didn’t try to jump out of the loving arms, and, to be honest, he wasn’t against making up by making out. He leaned at Zhongli’s ear and whispered the number of a free room. Zhongli brought him to said room and, as he opened it, his limbs turned blacks, claws breaking his gloves and glow coming from his clothes. He had to lower his head to avoid his horns and too big stature to take in the frame of the door. Scales grew over his argil-like skin, and a long draconic tail slammed the door closed.

[r-gii]

The Egg Laying of Mrs. Easter Bunny - Chapter 4

Ash Wednesday was fast approaching, the clock ticking down, and the former Mrs. Easter Bunny was coaching Buttercup on the process of Egg Laying.

"I thought you said I laid from Passover to Good Friday, Passover is still over a month away."

Mrs. Easter Bunny went red. "Sorry, I was stressed that day, I meant Ash Wednesday to Good Friday, sorry if I let on that you wouldn't have to lay as long on years where Passover is closer to Easter."

Buttercup shook her head, "I knew what you meant, I was just checking. Wanted to make sure I was really getting the full Lenten Season as promised."

"Yeah, okay, I'm sure you'll enjoy all six weeks of it," Mrs. Easter Bunny sighed.

Mrs. Easter Bunny led Buttercup into the laying room, it was decorated nicely with a soft nest in the center (basically like her bed, but for laying in. The other laying), chutes on the wall for sorting and organizing eggs, if those two words had any real difference.

"Okay, allow me to show you what you'll be doing," Mrs. Easter Bunny withdrew a fancy Easter Egg, painted with all sorts of colors, curving and swirling their way across its smooth surface. "This is an example of one of the eggs you'll be laying, most of them are about this size, but they do vary more or less every once in awhile."

Buttercup grabbed the egg, looking at it mesmerized. "Look at the size of these eggs," Buttercup squealed, "and so beautiful too, so colorful and eggy shaped" it was always good to scream in agony over something so beautiful. She looked down at herself. Newborn rabbits were fairly small, and giving birth to them still left a rabbit squealing, these eggs on the other pawpad were so much bigger. "I am in no way built in the same size or shape as a chicken to accommodate this," Buttercup observed. The pressure it would take to lay one of those when she probably wouldn't even be able to handle a small newborn rabbit, there was no way she was going to be able to take it. She moved a paw toward her back legs and tried to imagine laying on of these things. "Ooh! That is going to be so painful!" Oh how small her poor little delicate body was, there was no way this would work. It'd be so INTENSE!

Yes! Bring it on!

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, and a young Blue Bird peaked in. "Excuse me missuses," she tweeted shyly, "the Nurse Maids are here."

Bambii's Mom nodded, "Send them in."

The door opened and in flew a red cardinal, self assured looking, but kind. And then from behind her - Buttercup gasped – stepped in Edwina, one of the hens from Buttercup's old farm, the same one who had mocked her about plastic eggs last year.

"Edwina!" Buttercup cried, "What are you doing here? You're... you're my Nurse Maid?"

Edwina looked at Buttercup, an even expression on her face, "I only agreed to do this because I wanted to see you squeal your little hiney off as you lay eggs for a change."

Buttercup looked at her for a second. "Well," she said finally, "I hope I don't disappoint. This is so great!"

Edwina just looked flabbergasted.

"Uh," said the blue bird in the door, "can I go now? I'm not needed anymore, right? I don't know if I want to... I don't want to be here when..."

The former Missus nodded, and the blue bird flapped out of the room as quick as her little wings could carry her.

"She's so laying eggs someday," Buttercup mussed. Birds, it was unavoidable.

Finally, Bambii came in carrying a stack of all his Easter Baskets. He put them down and looked at Buttercup. "You sure you got this?"

Buttercup nodded, and grinned at him sweetly, "Are you joking, I've been waiting my whole life for this."

Bambii nodded, "Okay, but let me know if you need anything." He picked up a few baskets and started organizing them down chutes. "I got to check on a few more things, but I'll be back as quick as I can to help you with the beginning of the process."

"Uh, not sure how you can help with this," Buttercup giggled, "but thanky."

Bambii just gave an awkward nod of acknowledgement, then went back out the door.

Once he was gone, all fell silent in the room. Bambii's mother started to gather herself to go, when after a moment of uncomfortable silence, Buttercup spoke up.

"What if I don't like it?" Buttercup asked with a sudden flash of uncertainty, "I've waited all this time to experience something like this, I've saved myself from any real pain so as not to spoil this moment, and what if I don't like it - actually hate it - and in the end, it's not worth it?"

Bambii's mom stopped at the door and turned to look at her daughter-in-law. "Well, I've literally laid billions of eggs over the years," Mrs. Easter Bunny admitted, "And I can't comprehend how anybody could experience that much pain and actually enjoy it. But I can only speak for myself, I'm not you. I can tell you, you really have no idea what your in for, but how you respond to that experience is solely up to you and you alone." Finally, she looked up at her gently, "But I hope for your sake, it's everything you hoped for. Now, I'm not going to be here during your laying, I've had more than enough to last a lifetime, but your Nurse Maids will take good care of you, okay. Well, Cardinal at least, I have no idea what's up with Edwina."

And with that, she had left. Once she was gone, Cardinal looked at Buttercup confused, "Why would you even like to be in pain?" Obviously she didn't know Buttercup all that well.

"Don't ask her these questions," Edwina said, "she's just like that. I don't think she even knows."

"No no," Buttercup said, trying to find words to explain herself, "Don't get me wrong, I don't know if it's the pain itself I like, I enjoy not enjoying it, and knowing that no male is ever going to be able to understand what that experience is actually like, and knowing that I'd be better off being a male, but I'm not, and knowing that I'll never escape being me, the one that others are lucky they're not, actually makes it all the more amusing that I'm stuck being me. The fact that I can be leveled so, that's funny." Wow, that was a real jumble of words.

The Cardinal looked at her, "I'm not sure that's exactly healthy."

"Well," Edwina admitted, "Eggs do need to be laid, we'd go extinct if they weren't. At least it's pain for a purpose." She shrunk in herself having reminded herself that she too was subject to that pain. It really wasn't pretty.

Buttercup hesitated., still not feeling satisfied with her answer. Finally, "Not to say pain isn't a great part of the process..." She closed her eyes trying to think of the best words to express herself. "It's the not being able to bear your existence, but knowing it couldn't be any other way, to know that you'd be better off if you were someone else, but then you couldn't be you if you were. It's to love to hate to be yourself, which in turn causes you love to be yourself; it's to love to hate the pain, which in turn causes you to enjoy the pain all the more. Perhaps I can't explain it any better than that, but I want to do this, I don't know why, I just do. I want to experience the pain, I want to love it, and I want to hate it, at the same time. It's just too much to comprehend."

The two Nurse Maids looked at eachother. "Okay then," Cardinal said. That was a bit much.

They stood waiting, the clock ticking down. Buttercup stepped over to the nest and felt its softness, her heart hammering in her chest. She breathed deeply, "I just hope I'm..." She hesitated, not knowing the right words.

"You just hope your strong enough?" Cardinal offered.

Buttercup shook her head, "No, I hope I'm not strong enough, that would be counterproductive for what I'm going for." She hesitated, "I just hope I'm masochistic enough. What if I think I am, but I'm really not? I'm going to be really depressed if I don't like this. If I'm not a masochist, then maybe I'm not the bunny I think I am."

"Well, you're not going to have to wait long," Cardinal said, looking at the clock. It was ticking, the last minute until Midnight.

Tik-tok...tik-tok...

And then the hour struck.

Buttercup gasped, a giant cramp suddenly clinched her insides.

Edwina looked at her. "You okay."

"I think..." Buttercup said, clinched over, "I think it's starting."

This was so much worse than a blister, the pressure was growing, she couldn't take the pressure off if she tried, it was going to keep going and going, pretty soon it would pop, and the excruciatingness that followed was sure to be unbearable.

And it was then that Buttercup realized, while her little bunny body's survival instincts were telling her to flee, to escape the inevitable pain that would follow, Buttercup realized this was her element, and this was going to be a moment she'd never regret. All this time she'd been waiting, wondering what it would feel like to lay an egg, and HERE IT FINALLY WAS! It wasn't just something she had just imagined happening to her, it was real, it was happening to her this very moment. Miss Buttercup was LAYING AN EGG!

And that's when the pressure exploded. She burst out screaming, the egg was too big for her little body, and now it was laying full of color in the nest behind her. "OW! OW! OWWWWWW!" She screamed, writhing in her little delicate bunny body, "IT HURTS SO MUCH!" Even Edwina was looking away at discomfort at what she'd just witnessed.

And then Buttercup felt her innards clinching for the next egg.

"Oh no, oh no..." Buttercup squeeled.

And in a moment, the second egg was laid, Buttercup was completely screaming her head off senselessly now.

She couldn't believe how real this all was. She wasn't screaming and crying out for effect, she really meant it, the desperation to remove herself from the pain undeniable.

...

And she loved it. She loved how no matter how much she knew it would hurt, no matter how well she had prepared herself, no matter how much she had looked forward to this moment, by the time it really happened, none of her anticipation could do anything to stop her from falling helpless into that void of agony that was consuming her. Her whole body was desperate to escape this pain, and it couldn't, and Buttercup loved that craving for relief, the desperation for escape that she knew she would not receive anytime soon. Hopefully this craving would not be met soon, because the longer the craving was unmet, the more desperate it became, and SHE JUST LOVED THIS CRAVING! Egg after egg, oh it was just too much to bear.

"THIS HURTS WORSE THAN I EVER IMAGINED!" She laughed through her screaming.

"See, I told you," Edwina said, "Egg laying hurts, do you see now that it's not just a laughing matter?"

Buttercup looked at her, tears running down her face, from pain or laughter, she could not tell. "Are you kidding?" Buttercup strained, "This is exactly the kind of stuff that's just hilarious OWWWWW! I LOVE MY BODY! OWW-HOWW!"

Never before in so much pain had she felt so much relief, she really was the rabbit she always hoped she was, Egg Laying was just the BEST! (Because it was the worst obviously)! So even though her body was screaming, her Soul had never felt more herself. She could exist peacefully now.

Edwina looked at Buttercup and blinked, obviously Buttercup was someone else entirely. "Okay," Edwina said getting down to business then, realizing it was fruitless to continue down this route of schadenfreudism "Come look at your eggs," She said picking up Buttercup's eggs and showing them to her.

Buttercup looked at them with all their many colors and her eyes lit up. "Oh my goodness, they're so beautiful. I'm laying those?"

But before she could say anymore, she gasped as she felt the next one inside her, it felt different somehow, a sharpness of a hinge as it got caught in the midst of contractions.

Suddenly, Bambii came in, he looked at Buttercup screaming out her agony and stopped. "How is she?" He asked the Nurse Maids anxiously.

Edwina looked at him, "Oh, she's doing fine. Better than she should be considering the circumstances."

"This is excruciatingly hilarious!" Buttercup gasped. "You have no idea what you're missing."

Bambii looked at her, obviously this was more her thing than his, "Uh, no thank you, I think I'll pass."

"Imagine being a boy, never having to go through this," Buttercup mussed. Bambii nodded, he couldn't imagine. Or he could imagine, whatever. He couldn't imagine being able to imagine.

And suddenly, Buttercup screamed again, and the next egg was there.

"Plastic," said Edwina, "why am I not surprised."

Buttercup struggled to rotate her body to look at the big purple egg, "Oh, my first plastic, I must see what's inside."

Bambii hoped up to his wife gently, knowing how much pain she must be in (actually, he didn't know, he knew he'd never be able to comprehend that, but he figured it was a lot), but also realizing that this was something, beyond all logical explanation, that she was rather fond of, he didn't know if he should pity her, or humor her (she'd probably want both to be honest). But he went up to her and grabbed the egg. "Okay, this one's for you."

He opened it, and inside was a... Reese's Buttercup.

Buttercup burst out laughing, she was completely delirious. She was so caught up, she didn't even realize the next egg until it came, and she was screaming all over again.

Once she quieted, Bambii slipped the Buttercup over to... wel Buttercup, "Here it's yours. I'm sure there will be plenty more where that came from." He went red, "When I say 'where that...' never mind. I mean there's more to come."

Buttercup's eyes lit up through her pain, "More to come... Just what I needed to here. Ooh, this hurts so much I can't even bear another minute. LET'S KEEP THIS GOI-OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!"

That egg was like twice the size of any of the eggs before it, and it HURT! Buttercup hunched over on all fours, squealing in her pain. She couldn't bear the pressure anymore, her itty-bitty bunny body was just not big enough for an egg of such size to pass through it, and that made it the greatest experience in her life.

"Oh, that's my bum in the air," she gasped through sweat and tears, "That is so embarrassing. I must be so funny looking. No way I'll make it to Easter like this. And by 'no way', I mean I'm totally making it."

Another scream as another egg came.

"Somehow," she choked.

As Bambii exited the room after sorting some of the eggs down the chutes, he found the shy little blue bird waiting by the door listening in.

"Will I sound like that when I lay eggs," she asked anxiously.

Bambii just shrugged, unsure of anything he ever thought of Egg Laying.

Another undignified scream erupted from behind the door, and the blue bird's face went red, she covered it with her wings. "Oh my," she said, "I'm so embarrassed with myself."

The Easter Bunny patted her on the head, "You're okay how you are," he assured her.

With that, he headed off to carry on his business, hoping his wife would be alright in her blissful state of woeful agony until he could come back.

"Oh Buttercup," he sighed to himself, "I love you so much, but if only I could understand you." Shaking his head, he hopped on.

[hopefulstarfire]

Have a lil drabble about Kat and Ryous friendship as requested by @kira-quartz

"Thank you for coming over to help with these."

Kat looked up from the figurine she was working on, offering up a smile to her best friend. "It's no problem, Ryou!" She assured him. "I'm happy to help, and, besides, this is actually a lot of fun anyways."

The first session of the newest campaign he was going to be DMing was coming in less than a week. They'd gotten their usual little crew back together for it and Ryou had wanted to go all put with this one. Rather than use base miniatures he kept tucked away, he'd ordered custom models to be based around the designs the others had given him of their characters.

Technically speaking now, she had a sneak peak at her own characters soon to be made party, but Ryou would not budge on giving her any details -- names, classes, who of their friends was playing them, etc -- as it would "spoil the element of surprise". He also refused to tell her which ones were actually npcs or party members as well.

She hummed, attention flickering back to the figurine in her hand. It was a fairy with a flowing dress and bands around her arms, butterfly wings and she was supposed to have opalescent eyes, pink hair and a Fae characteristic of having a glittering mist around her.

"It's fun figuring out who they might belong to," she said, bringing her brush back to the hair. Max had taught her the proper way to color and paint in the lines and give depth to shading; she did great with coloring books and the likes, but actually drawing was a talent not even he could bestow upon her. "Though, I think this one's obvious."

Ryou gave a wry grin, looking up from the gnoll he was currently doing the detailing on. "I don't know; it could very well be Tristans."

Kat snorted in laughter, holding it up a bit higher. "I need you to look me in the eye and tell me you've ever even heard Tristan use the word opalescent to describe anything."

He bristled a bit, but there still remained a small smile. "He would, given the right circumstance!"

"Oh, I'm not doubting the capability; I'm doubting the notion he'd say it to begin with," she teased. She re-situated the figure a bit better, finishing off the first coat of her hair. "Besides, getting glittering mist instead also seems more Mihos style. That gnoll you're holding looks more like Tristans speed."

Ryou gave a slight shrug, though he himself had the answers; she'd been right on the fairy, but the gnoll had actually belonged to Tomoya instead. Tristan had chosen a human with an Artificer class, with it being his second attempt at DND and his first time playing an actual campaign versus a one shot.

"I guess you'll just have to see," he mused, shifting his focus to the miniatures clothes. "I will say, though, your little Harengon is certainly going to be in an interesting group."

Kat shifted, nodding over to the painted figure of her little rabbit rogue. "I think she's gonna at least be fun to play." She was honestly more surprised he had yet to comment on the obvious inspirations from My Melody and Funny Bunny on the character. She had worked hard to put references galore in her new player character and she wondered how long it would take the rest of their friends to piece it together.

It took a little bit more time before she finished the fairy, setting it down to dry. Kat moved towards the rest of the unfinished minis, foot tapping as she weighed her decisions. She picked up what looked to be a guard of some sort to do, one that was set right next to a stack of books with the DMs manual resting on the very top.

"Maybe some time you can help me figure out how to be a DM?" She offered up, finger tracing the spine of the book. "Then you get a chance to play rather than have to oversee the whole story."

Ryou brightened, sitting up a bit straight, hands fumbling with the figure he almost dropped. He hadn't had much real experience being a player; most of the times, he was the master of the game, concocting the story and pushing players forward to the best of his ability. Perhaps it'd be nice to be on the other side. "I think I'd quite enjoy playing a campaign you got to create," he beamed. "Besides, it'll help me get a better understanding of what it's like on your guys side so I can better equip you in my own campaigns!"

Kat laughed, happily. "That would be really awesome to have, not gonna lie."

Before the white haired boy could further speak, the Ring around his neck began to glow, the points jutting out in different positions.

Landlord. I want in. I want to play a game hosted by my girlfriend. Immediately. Forget your campaign.

He bit his lip. The Spirit of his Ring had been working on being...nicer, to an extent. Kat usually kept him under control, made him apologize for some of his past behaviors, but, it hadn't been enough to wash away all the years of hurt fully.

Though, he had been making improvements; he wouldn't even steal to provide for her anymore, going to find ways to earn an "allowance" from Ryou, rather than consistently grabbing things he thought were pretty but usually, more often than not, belonged more in a museum than around her neck. And he hadn't caused any bodily harm since Battle City. Mostly out of threat from Kat.

His hand weaved around the Ring, and he gave an exasperated sigh. "Settle down; we're still doing mine first, you."

Kat cocked her head to the side, before her green eyes found the Item holding her boyfriend's soul and she moved closer, going to poke the eye on it. "We'll do a campaign later, you and me," she promised. "But, first, I want to play Ryous. And you have to keep from interfering. No pulling what you used to."

Now why would you all ever share those details to her? All I was doing was helping you and you paint me in a negative light. It's rude.

"Because you're a feral cat most of the time and we have to retrain you." Ryou told him with a tight lipped smile. His hand found the rope and he slid the Item off of him, setting it to the side. "Now, hush, I have other things to worry about."

Faintly, in the back of his mind, he could hear Bakura cursing him out bur for now he was more than happy to shift his focus back to where it was.

Kat picked her forgotten paint brush back up and refocused her own efforts. "It's just a thought, but, I have a slight idea for the campaign I want to run, but it's very magical girly."

"Now, that sounds like it'd be fun," Ryou beamed, moving to sit down next to his best friend. "And very you; the best campaign stories come from the most genuine places in its GMs heart, I think. It's why I always tackle mine from a place of what my own interests are."

She giggled. "Yeah, I kinda picked it up with all the occult references, the zombies, evil cultists--"

"All in good fun!"

"Yeah, and your idea of good fun is giving the rest of us the heebie jeebies!" Kat playfully shoved his arm, being sure to miss the spot where he'd been stabbed. He still had some nerve damage done there and she didn't want to risk anything.

Ryou laughed, good naturedly. "You're the only other person I've heard other than myself use that term, and you want to joke about Tristan not using opalescent?"

"Well, yeah, cause more people should use heebie jeebies," she mused, dipping the cleaned brush in a navy blue paint for the armor. "It's fun to say, it can be applied to a lot of more unnerving things--"

"It's very silly and very you. All along with your odd southern turn of phrases."

"Eh, I dunno, Ryou, I think the British ones are way weirder still."

He smiled, eyes closing as he tilted his head. "Mhm. I see. Well, whatever helps you sleep at night."

Kat hummed, glancing at her paint brush before getting a mischievous glint in her eyes. She turned, raising the brush and painted a navy stripe over his nose. "Rude."

He balked at her for a moment, before picking his brush back up and swiped a curved yellow line across her cheek. "Doubly rude on your end for that."

They stared at each other for a moment before the figurines were sat back down and their paint brushes were dipped back in the paint just as quickly before they went to use them to swipe at each other, laughing all the way through.

Kat never thought something like DND would bring people together; but, the moments that came with it were still some of her favorites with her best friend.

[countrymusiclover]

18 - Aurora Xavier

(Gif from Tumgir)

Part 19

She's Human or Weapon

@tyrionsprincess30 @groovy-lady @bigbendyhorns @logolepsic-insomniac @the-big-bad-klaus

Today is the day. The day I marry the love of my life. Charles Francis Xavier. Laying baby Hope down in the crib allowing me to start twirling around in my dress. Instead of wearing a white dress I decided to buy a light blue dress. That being my wedding dress with my hair completely loose. Raven had returned to the school only for today. Erik still remained off the grid from us. Hank had been creating a lab and some gadgets inside the school. Twirling in circles I still can't believe that this is happening. Even when Charles asked me in the hospital I didn't. The second time he asked me to marry him was on the grounds of our soon to be school. I'll remember that day perfectly just like the day our daughter was born in Washington DC.

"Charles where are we going?" I asked sitting in his lap while he rolled the wheelchair onto the grass lawn. He turned the joystick to a stop. Letting me get to my feet and sit on the picnic blanket. It wasn't the first time we came out here underneath this tree. Charles shifted in his chair taking my hand in his gently. "Aurora, I love you. You know that already but I will tell you everyday for the rest of our lives. When we met I hadn't known love yet. You always questioned if you were human and you are. You and little Hope are my life now. Alongside us starting the school." He reaches into his pocket revealing the ring that he showed me at the hospital. "I've already asked you but I'll do it again. Aurora Deerfield will you marry me?" Throwing my arms around his neck I kissed him immediately where he grins slipping the ring on my finger. "No matter how many times you ask. It will always be yes Charles." He kisses my cheek mirroring my smile.

Someone peaks into the room making me stop twirling making me gasp suddenly at who stands before me. "Erik...you're really here?" Tears started falling down where I try to not mess up the make-up Raven had done for am hour. He closes the door sniffling tears out himself taking my hands in his. "I made a vow to myself that if you ever got married. I would walk you down the isle since your parents can't be here." Suddenly I ran forward throwing my arms around his neck hugging him gently. He rests his chin ontop of my head wrapping his arms around my waist. We might not be related at all but we consider each other siblings. "I'm gonna miss you Rora. Now how is the little angel doing?" He smiled quietly walking over to little Hope. She is cuddling with tiny bunny rabbit in her arms. "You can hold her if you want." I suggested where he raised a brow at my statement. He slowly lifted her up cradling her in his arms gently. Little Hope yawned stretching her arms and legs out giggling up to him. "She's still perfect as the day she was born, Aurora." He hands me back to her where I layed her back down because Raven would be up here in a minute to watch her during the ceremony for us.

The wedding was designed to be small since we weren't sure how the world would react to mutant marriage and everything. Hank had found a way to legally preform the ceremony for us. Looping my arm through Erik's we walked down the main staircase rounding a few corners until we got to the outside doors. He paused glancing down at me making me raise a brow. "What is it?" He gives me a proud smile kissing my forehead. "Charles is good for you. You've got nothing to worry about...I don't need to be a Telepath to know what you're feeling Rora." He pushed open the door with his power walking me down the white carpet that ends underneath Charles's favorite tree in the whole yard. We pause so Erik could give Charles a thought to which my soon to be husband replies. "If we have another child we might consider calling them that." Using my power I entered Charles mind. "What did he ask you?" He responded back making me chuckle out loud. "If we would name a boy Erik junior." Erik squeezes my hand in his giving me one last kiss on the forehead then placing my hands in Charles. He decided to stay in the wheelchair but for the brief honeymoon I'd let him bring some of the serum so he could walk plus among other things.

"We are gathering here today to witness these two wed as husband and wife. Charles and Aurora have decided to write their own vows." Hank gave us the floor to speak with Charles giving me a nod to go first like a gentleman. "Charles, when I met you and Raven I didn't trust anyone. I believed what an evil mutant man told me. That I was a monster to the world...at least until I met you. Charles you have the biggest heart for anyone I've ever seen and you want to help so many people. Just like you help me so I can't think of another man I'd want to marry." Charles wiped away tears smiling up at me squeezing my hands in his. "Aurora, I hadn't expected love until I met you. I had never met a girl who thought she was broken but in reality she's amazing. That's what you are love and I promise that everyday you will see that about yourself. So there's nobody else I want to call my wife." Raven steps up where Hank took the rings from baby Hope's hands before she tried eating them.

Hank gives us each a ring before turning to ask me first. "Aurora do you take Charles Xavier to be your husband?" I slip the ring on his left hand grinning down to him. "I do." He then asked Charles who slipped the Dimond wedding ring on my left hand slowly. "Charles do you take Aurora Deerfield to be your wife." He replied to his friends question. "I do." Bending down to his level I pressed my lips to his slowly. Charles cups my face in his hands kissing back until I climbed in his chair. He moves one arm around my waist holding the other against my cheek when we broke the kiss. "It is my honor to introduce Mr and Mrs. Charles and Aurora Xavier." Erik and Raven started clapping and cheering with little Hope giggling in the background. Wrapping my arms around his neck I lay my head on Charles's chest sighing in relief. "I love you, Charles Xavier." He kisses my hair tilting my chin up so I'd look him in the eye. "I love you too, Aurora. And I must say Xavier sounds good on you." Laying my head on his chest again I knew our next step in the future was the school. A school where our daughter could be who she truly was. A school where mutants like me wouldn't have to hide who they were anymore.

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[carrie-whites-whispers]

An assortment of berries in a basket has been left at Carrie's front door. All the different berries are separated in little bins so they don't mix while a small handkerchief is tossed over the basket. It's got a bunny rabbit embroidered into it. In the basket lays a note as well.

"Hi Carrie! I'm so sorry about that encounter with Otis, he's kind of an asshole and you don't deserve to be spoken to like that. As a treat for having to deal with him, I picked you some fresh berries! ....I dont know which ones you like best so I got you a bit if everything! I hope you like the handkerchief as well, I made it just for you. :)) -Vex"

Carrie peaked at the little bins under the handkerchief, thinking about how she could use the berries for a pie. Then she noticed the note. She quietly read it, only letting out a silent sigh in response.

[ruewrites]

Kinktober 2022 Day 25: Uniform

AO3

Ship: Asmodeus/Solomon

Word Count: 1051

Warnings: Suggestive

A/N: Come on, I couldn't not make one about these two in their bunny uniforms. Especially since they have so many similarities with rabbits to begin with! I hope you enjoy!

Comments are appreciated <3

The Fall was quiet, all of the customers retired for the night after getting their fill of bunny boys for the evening. Everything was quiet, the only light that remained was the soft glow of the mood lighting. Two bunnies remained behind, ready to do what bunnies did.

Asmo giggled, slowly twirling around the pole and tipsily tripping over his heels. Many customers had gifted him specialties from the bar that night, but only one individual would be taking him home tonight. And that man had been subtle yet clear during their shifts to anyone he believed was overstepping. Solomon watched, legs spread and sipping at the drink in his hand. His eyes wandered up to his pink ears. One was flopped over as Asmo continued to move around the pole. Oh Solomon wanted nothing more than to grab his little tail and spank his ass. Speaking of his ass, his uniform just barely hid it. Solomon had been getting peaks of it all night every time the demon skipped a little too bouncily or when he bent over. He had perfect hips, and his bunny uniform did nothing but accentuate the many physical parts of him that Solomon loved. 

Finally the demon cocked his head to one side, eyes crinkling ever so slightly. An invitation.

Solomon downed the rest of his drink and made his way towards the platform. He was ready to give chase. 

His fingers joined Asmo's on the pole and the two of them began to twirl around in unison on opposite ends.

"Hey," Solomon nodded.

Asmo's little giggles bounced off the walls, "Hey."

He looked Solomon up and down, taking in every inch of his bunny uniform. From the grey form fitting slacks that drove him crazy to the tippity tops of his bunny ears. 

"I liked watching you dance earlier, I do love a man in uniform." 

Solomon's ears perked up a grin spreading across his face, "Do you love it as much as a man out of uniform?"

He took his moment to reach out, then tension between them was crackling. Solomon had been wanting to touch all evening, he wanted to grab. Customers had gotten handsy with his bunny and Solomon wanted to let them know who's touch he really yearned for. That would have been too unprofessional for him early, but now his lover was fair game.

Asmo squealed and jerked just out of his reach as Solomon made his move.  

Ah. Too soon then.

Solomon gave chase, both of them continuing to twirl around the pole until Asmo pulled away from the pole entirely. And oh if he didn't have those 'come and get me' eyes. He knew Solomon had been eyeing him all evening, and he noticed Asmo's eyes on him when he was on the pole. They crashed into chairs and furniture, laughing and grinning as they did so.   

Then Solomon caught him. There had been an opening where Asmo finally tripped over his heels, and Solomon took the opportunity, locking his arms  around Asmo's waist.  The demon squirmed a bit and pulled at Solomon's hands, but to no use. 

Solomon nuzzled and nipped at his ear, breath hot, "May I?"

Asmo could feel one hand reach down to paw at his thighs. Heart thudding in his chest, turned in Solomon's arms and hopped up to wrap his legs around his waist. "Where do you want me?"

"The lounge couches," Solomon breathed, nipping Asmo's ear as he did so, "On your side so I can lift your leg up  and slide in without removing too much of this lovely thing." His hands slid over Asmo's uniform. 

"I'm surprised you don't want me to ride you, or better yet that you don't want me to play papa bunny and you be mama this time." 

Solomon let out a low hum. Maybe next time he would let Asmo top, but for now he had his mind set on siring a couple little bunnies himself. "Get on the couch so I can fill you up Mama. I'm itching to do what bunnies do best."

Asmo gave a cute lil salute and giggled, "I'll hop to it Papa!" 

"Put your cottontail into it," Solomon grinned, papping his partner's tail as they made their wait to the lounge chair.

Asmo turned and grabbed Solomon's tie, pulling him further back onto the couch with him. Pulling him into another kiss, Asmo's hand somehow maneuvered in a way that he was able to remove the thong without disturbing his uniform in any way. 

Solomon's fingers started to slip in between his thighs only for Asmo to squeal and smack them away. "Pants off first."

"But only enough to fuck you?"

The only response Solomon received was one of Asmo's flirty little smiles before he was yanked down into position. They were fumbling with his belt, trying to get him inside of Asmo without disturbing a single fiber on either of their uniforms.

Solomon would definitely be borrowing these again later, perhaps he could even toss in an enchantment or two. After all, Asmo seemed to love a man in uniform, and Solomon couldn't deny that he did as well.  He could just picture grabbing Asmo's cute little bunny ears as they twitched in pleasure along with his moans as Solomon fucked him and whimpered in his ear. He'd make his lover cum over and over again just as he was about to do now. He would make Asmo cum until his thighs were shaking and he was dripping with Solomon's seed. It was the only way Solomon could assure he was filled to the brim and that his work was complete.

The thought alone had him burying his face in the side of Asmo's neck, leaving sloppy open-mouthed kisses amidst his trembling vocalizations. His fingers dug into the supple flesh of Asmo's thigh. Asmo almost protested the bruises that would surely form, but any protest quickly died the second Solomon rocked his hips.

They wouldn't be leaving the Fall any time soon. Hopefully Solomon would be able to pull away long enough to wash off the lounge chair before opening.The last thing he needed  was to get in trouble with management after the passionate night of coupling that was ahead of the pair of bunnies.

[adhdmondo]

Now I'm curious, can you write a list of the students in Danganronpa who you think would have pets and what kind of pets? I like pet headcanons

OHHHh yes.... I only did THH because my brain is very small and I can only think about one funny little class </3

Makoto- Definitely has a small family dog. The most basic dog ever. You look at the Naegi's dog and go "yeah that sure is a dog." If you told a small child to draw a dog they would draw the Naegi's dog. Aoi- Doesn't have any pets but her and Yuta have been begging for a dog since forever. One of those big dogs you know, the kind you can run and wrestle with. Byakuya- Tch. What is the use of a pet. It sounds counterproducti- What? No. This small bird is not his pet. This is his, um. His record keeper. Yes. (bird voice) "Tell them Naegi." Celeste- All Hail Grand Bois Chéri Ludenberg Chihiro- Two frogs! One's named Puddle and one's named Bubble and she loves them very much and takes very good care of them. Has a chinchilla at home but it's more the family pet than her's. Hifumi- Plant parent! Owns a few carnivorous ones like a venus flytrap and a pitcher plant. Junko- For the love of god don't let her around small animals. Taka- Doesn't have any pets since he doesn't have the time or resources to take care of them. Also, don't tell Mondo, he's a bit scared by animals. They're confusing and unpredictable. Kyoko- Not much of an animal person, but she does have a corn snake. They understand each other on a subliminal level. Leon- Terrible with pets. He wants a snake in the way like dudebros want a snake where he wants it for the aesthetic but doesn't have the proper knowledge or experience to have it. Mondo- Literally begging someone to get this man a service dog. I will keep bringing this up because I am right. Mukuro- Takes care of Junko's purse chihuahua that was confiscated from her. Soft spot for animals. Taught the chihuahua to do tricks like roll over, sit, and kill. Sakura- Her families dojo has koi and rabbits! She has no personal pets, but she does have a favorite bunny named Hana. She misses her a lot while at Hope's Peak. Sayaka- Has an aquarium! Doesn't have the time for pets with high maintenance, but does her research and is a great fish mom Toko- Komoko :-) Syo- Befriended a grizzly bear once but that's the closest it's gotten to having a pet Hiro- Has a duck???? How did he get that duck. Where is it from. It just walks around the school, sometimes people ask about it and everyone goes "Yeah that's Hiro's duck" without further explanation.

[beepboop358]

Donnie Darko & Stranger Things: Clocks, Memories, Time Travel, Fire & ST4 Clues

(ST movie DNA series: 3)

This movie is seriously like a goldmine of ST references and clues I was geeking out the whole time xD

Summary: A teenage boy named Donnie Darko sleepwalks out of his house one night and sees a giant, demonic-looking rabbit named Frank, who tells him the world will end in 28 days. When Donnie returns home, he finds that a jet engine has crashed into his bedroom. The movie makes us question what is actually real; is Donnie living in a parallel universe, is he suffering from mental illness like everyone says he is, or is he seeing things everyone else cannot and the world is actually going to end?

What's Real?:

Donnie Darko depicts a "mentally insane" character. Donnie is seeing a giant bunny rabbit named "Frank" who he says tells him what to do, mostly bad and dangerous things, and that the world is going to end in 28 days Donnie takes medication and goes to intense therapy and everyone in his life is convinced he is insane and unwell. This idea of mental instability is a running them in Joyce's family, and I discuss that and the idea of Victor Creel this disturbed character in this post here.

We also see this same theme of "what's actually real?" in ST:

Mike to Will in s2 regarding the mindflayer: "Is this all real? Or is it like the doctors say, all in your head?" (this basically summarizes Donnie Darko LOL)

Joyce to Will in s2 regarding the mindflayer: "These episodes that you're having, I think Dr. Owens is wrong. I think they're real."

Donnie does have telekinetic powers, just like El does. Donnie can also talk to Frank, an "otherworldly monster". Reminds me slightly of how Will can sense the upside down monsters.

Clocks, Memories, Time:

In the opening of the movie, we see a clock. The clock in this movie indicates an impending catastrophic event and "time is running out" to stop it, specifically in this movie, it's the world ending*.

The clock is striking midnight, in the Donnie Darko shots and the ST4 sneak peek clips. *It's a reference to the significance of midnight on the doomsday clock, most prevalent during the Cold War when U.S. and Russia were both building up so many nuclear weapons that mass destruction was possible at literally any moment. Schools did bomb drills frequently in both countries, and people were on edge all the time worrying about if they were going to be bombed or if one was going to malfunction and accidentally go off.

There are a lot of war movies on the st4 video store Fridays list, and we know the military is being brought into Hawkins this season, so there's our idea of war this season, and ofc the show takes place during the Cold War so double jeopardy LOL.

When we see the clock, the words are referring to a memory, a past event.

I think the grandfather clock shown in the st4 sneak peek (rumored to be in Vecna's lair and also Creel's house but unconfirmed) is going to be a portal to past memories like a way to access memories and past events through the powers of the upside down.

(time travel "flashbacks" theory and clocks = memories/past times low-key confirmed LOL 😆)

Portals Through Time/Worlds & Water:

The film also deals with direct time travel and portals between worlds/times: Donnie opens a time portal, from water..... and ends up causing this jet plane to crash into his room.

My jaw literally dropped when this happened guys, my mind was exploding xD

Water in the show is surrounded with the upside down monsters/dimension along with those cryptic water tweets from the stranger writers and the clip of Steve underwater in the st4 sneak peek, so there's the origin of water surrounding the portals to other dimensions (the upside down) in stranger things.

And then ofc we know time will be a big theme in s4, and we have seen tons of clock imagery in the st4 promos, and there are some references to time travel in s3 with Back to the Future, as well as plenty of other shots of clocks in the entire show

Fire:

Frank tells Donnie to burn down this motivational speakers house, so he does. Donnie sets this huge fire, and we know Will is commonly associated with fire in the show. But because Donnie burns down the house, it sets off this other chain of events that result in several other characters deaths, indirectly cause by Donnie following Frank's instructions.

I'm 99% sure the person in front of the car is Will, because the shirt he's wearing looks like the shirt of a teenager, his hair looks similar to that one leaked peak of his photo double, and that image is the 7th of the st4 clips shown. Maybe this is another hint to Will's storyline in s4.

The idea of Will going "mad" or "insane" in s4 is actually likely. The Opera in the HNL control room video that came out one day before the 002/004 "Eleven are you listening?" teaser, where it appears that Noah (Will) is one of the lab subjects in the room, hints to this idea of Will going "mad" and developing "dissasociative amnesia" due to psychological stress and trauma. I recommend you read my post about the opera linked above^ because it explains this concept with way more detail than I did here, and I think it's going to be really relevant for s4.

Causation & Control:

Throughout the film we see the idea of causation; Donnie does something (because Frank tells him to) that causes something else. It's like a chain of events or dominoes falling, one thing causes the other to happen, so now we're playing with the idea of how much control individuals really have, do we really have control over things or does someone else.

(My mind goes to Tess of the D'urbervilles, which is famous for exploring themes of free will, determinism, and the domino effect)

Which makes me think about how this idea may be in ST:

1. Will is controlling things through the DID theory

2. A character we haven't met yet, (my guess would be Victor Creel) is controlling things in the upside down because of a deep connection to it (maybe he created some version of the upside down)

^That idea also fits into the theory that Creel is an evil father/grandfather with special abilities who is pulling the strings from afar which would complete a Star Wars parallel (discussed here.)

Hmmm much to think about!

[3xm-draconic]

jjbla part 3

Chapter 3: Discovery.

Valentine had several bad habits, one of which was sneaking out to have a midnight snack. After the others had turned in for the night, Funny silently got out of bed, he didn’t worry about being quiet for his footsteps made no sound.

As he walked to the kitchen Funny remembered a rather comical time his quietness had gotten him in trouble, when Funny had still been president and living in the whitehouse, his wife Scarlet loved to walk around the halls and chat with visitors. He remembers accidentally scaring poor Scarlet when he had walked around a corner and bumped right into her, of course he found the whole ordeal rather hilarious… Scarlet however did not.

Funny stopped at the end of the bedroom hallway and suppressed a chuckle, since that day Scarlet had never let him live it down and even tried to bell him like a cat.

It was memories like this that started off sweet only to turn bitter in the end… he missed Scarlet.

Finally entering the kitchen, Funny turned on the light and immediately saw something small scurry out of his sight, “what was that?” he pondered “I hope it’s not a mouse or else Kira will go ballistic”, he carefully crept over to the breadbox where he had last seen it.

Peaking out of the breadbox he could see a bit of silvery-white fur, “better capture and get rid of it before anyone else sees” Funny quietly grabbed an empty poptart box and waited to capture the mouse, soon enough he saw the tiny intruder and when it had left the safety of the breadbox…SLAM! Funny caught it with the poptart box. “HA caught you, you little vermin” Funny growled proudly, “AHH! No no no please, please don’t kill me!”, Funny heard a small frightened child-like voice cry from within the box.

Funny stood there for a moment perplexed by what he had just heard “did… did the mouse just speak?” Funny carefully scooped up the talking creature into the poptart box and… from what he saw… it was no mouse, it was a small dirty child with pointy bunny-like ears and a thin pink tail with a tuffit of silvery-white fur on the end.

“THIS IS IT, I- I AM GOING TO DIE!” Mirtillo’s heart thudded in her chest, “their going to crush me into past or chop me into little bits for stew or…or…th-their going to eat me whole!” Mirtillo began to cry, hiccuping sobs racked her little body.

The top of her cardboard cage opened letting in the almost blinding light and she saw him, the monster who would ultimately bring her untimely demise, a tallfolk.

Among the many bizarre things Valentine has experienced in his life, finding a tiny rabbit-mouse-child in a breadbox was strangely not one of them, well until now anyway.

Honestly Valentine felt a little bad for scaring her, “h-hey now it’s ok I won't hurt you” Funny said trying to seem less threatening as possible, sadly it did not work.

She was just inconsolably sobbing at the bottom of the box and pleading with him to not eat her, why the hell would she think that? “It’s alright, I'm going to let you out now so we can talk ok?”, there was no answer and if there was one Valentine couldn’t hear it over all the crying.

Mirtillo felt the monster put her down back onto the counter, “this is my chance to run!”She ran from the box as fast as she could and attempted to get in the space between the counter and the fridge, “hey wait!” she heard the tallfolk’s voice boom behind her.

In her hast Mirtillo didn’t see the larger gap between the counters, she tripped and got her leg jammed in the gap the sharp edges cut her fiercely, she screamed and tried desperately to get out but she only succeeded in injuring her leg further.

“Stop it, you're hurting yourself!” Valentine said as he gently grabbed hold of the tiny child and carefully lifted her out of her painful predicament, he delicately held her between his first finger and his thumb “now will you calm down and let me see how badly you’ve hurt yourself? otherwise I can’t help you”.

She quieted down and seemed to watch him intently, as he examined her leg he saw it was not too badly injured altho the bleeding did concern him, “I'm sorry I scared you, can you tell me your name?”, she didn’t answer and just stared at him shaking and crying.

“My name is Funny Valentine, what is yours little one?”

“My name, why would he ask me my name?” Mirtillo wondered, “do all tallfolk ask us our names before eating us, is it some kind of ritual?” she kept quiet as he examined her leg “if I don’t tell him my name then… maybe he can’t eat me?”

Mirtillo shuttered as he held her tightly and began to walk out of the kitchen and towards the hallway, “wh-where is he taking me?!” she sobbed as he brought her into a strange room. It was decorated with old pictures, beer cans stacked into a pyramid in one corner, little green toy soldiers littered about the place and a strange tapestry hanging over the bed, it had red and white stripes and stars in one corner over a blue background, she had never seen anything like it. “So this is where tallfolk sleep… it’s a mess ”

“I know I have some bandages somewhere in here” he grumbled as he ransact through his nightstand drawer, he proceeded to take out several objects which included sticks with cotton on each end, a small bottle labeled ‘hand sanitizer’ and a few small bandaids.

“Oh no” Mirtillo whimpered “what is he going to do to me now?”

Valentine took the small bottle of hand sanitizer and coated a few q tips with it “now this is going to sting a little but trust me it helps clean your wounds, ok little mouse” but trying to clean the cuts on her leg were easier said than done, she screamed nonstop and eventually Valentine had to stick a cotton ball in her mouth to keep her from waking his roommate, Diego.

Once he had cleaned up her leg he took out the smallest bandages he had in his travel first aid kit and bandaged up the wound, “see? all better little mouse” he smiled. The mouse-rabbit-child seemed calmer now, she inspected his work and seemed perplexed as to why he had helped her, “it’s getting late now kid why don’t you get some shut eye hmm?”

Valentine gently placed her in a small empty shoe box he kept under his bed, this would keep her safe and hidden from the others, “night little one” he said gently as he hid the box back under his bed and behind a box of MREs. “Now” Valentine thought “what the FUCK do I tell the others?”

[minettestan]

Do you have a tag for games you recommend? I'm always looking for new games and my experience with point and click or 90s computer games is sorely lacking.

💕My favorite question💕 I took one of my old posts and updated it, so here!

💕 Personal Favorite

💀 Scary Content

👧 Female Protagonist

✨ Important to the genre’s history

📚 Tricky for new players, look up controls or a walkthrough to get started

❕  Difficult

👿 Potential insensitive content

The Colonel’s Bequest (1989) $5.99 💕✨👧💀❕📚

“It is the year 1925, and the roaring '20s are well underway. As Laura Bow, young college student, you've been invited to visit the Colonel's isolated estate. Watch as the Colonel announces his intention to bequeath his millions to all present!”

The classic Sierra murder mystery game, developed by the mother of the genre Roberta Williams. Laura Bow is a sorely overlooked female protagonist. The game works by navigating Laura and typing in commands, kinda of tricky at first. Tons of game overs are a hallmark of a Sierra adventure game so save often! If you play the GOG.com version you get the benefit of autosaves. This game runs a timer, the events of the night will unfold with or without you so stay on your toes and keep moving! The game can be found for free here, but imo the $5.99 is worth it for the easy of access.

The Dagger of Amon-Ra (1992) $5.99 👧✨❕📚👿💀

“Laura Bow, intrepid heroine of The Colonel's Bequest, is back! This time she's trapped in a huge, imposing museum in the dead of night, surrounded by socialites, miscreants, thieves...and a cold, relentless murderer.“

Roberta Williams is back! Iconic game, iconic heroine. It’s still a Sierra game so like TCB there are tons of (iconic) game overs, so save often. Solving puzzles in this one gives me a great serotonin rush. Unfortunately, this game has some racism issues, particularly with the characters Lo Fat and Ramses. While an important game in the genre take it with a huge grain of salt and maybe turn of the (kind of awful) voice acting and enable text-only mode and you’ll avoid some awful accents.

Sam & Max: Hit the Road (1993) $5.99 💕✨

“Sam (a canine shamus) and Max (a hyperkinetic rabbity thing) are hot on the trail of a runaway carnival bigfoot across America’s quirky underbelly in this deranged animated adventure!“

Sam & Max are truly my favorite characters in all of fiction. I have the box art to this game as my phone case. I have Sam & Max action figures, a plush Max on my bed, a print edition of Sam & Max Freeland Police Special #1 framed on my wall. From comics, to games, to cartoons I love these guys. Sam & Max: Hit the Road is a classic of the Lucasarts adventure games. That being said, it’s the least user-friendly of the Sam & Max adventure games and the slowest. I still love it to bits and it’s important to the genre’s history imo.  

Gabriel Knight: Sins of the Fathers (1993) $5.99 💕💀👿

“The adventure of Gabriel Knight starts with gathering materials for his new book, and ends up becoming a fight for his very soul. He must now face countless dangers in New Orleans, Africa and Germany, each bringing him ever closer to unraveling the mystery behind suspicious voodoo murders. Haunted by nightmares, he won't give up until he reveals the truth. “

Another Sierra game directed by a woman, Jane Jenson. Gabriel Knight, voiced by Tim Curry, is one of my favorite adventure game protagonists of all time. This game is scary and gory so enter at your own risk! I love the gameplay in this one, I love the narrator, I love the puzzles. But it seems Sierra games have some problems with the representation of minorities. The game is set in New Orleans and focuses on a voodoo cult. Which means consequently the game's major antagonists are all black. Unlike the Dagger of Amon Ra, Sins of the Fathers actually employed black actors to play black characters. There’s a lot to be said about the ways in which white media demonizes voodoo and those who practice it. If you play this one, remain critical. And for the love of god, don’t play the 20th anniversary version.

Day of the Tentacle: Remastered (1993/2016) $14.99 ✨👧❕

“Originally released by LucasArts in 1993 as a sequel to Ron Gilbert’s ground breaking Maniac Mansion, Day of the Tentacle is a mind-bending, time travel, cartoon puzzle adventure game in which three unlikely friends work together to prevent an evil mutated purple tentacle from taking over the world!“

Another classic LucasArts game! This was the first game co-headed by Tim Schaffer who would go on to make the outstanding Grim Fandango! This one is exceedingly wacky and the remastered version has made it more user-friendly than ever.

Toonstruck (1996) $9.99 💕

“Drew Blanc is a cartoon animator and the original creator of the Fluffy Fluffy Bun Bun Show.. Drew's boss, Sam Schmaltz, sets him the task of designing more bunnies to co-star in the Fluffy Fluffy Bun Bun Show by the next morning. However, the depressed animator soon nods off, suffering from acute artist's block. He wakes early the next morning to inexplicably find his television switched on, announcing the Fluffy Fluffy Bun Bun Show. Suddenly, Drew is mysteriously drawn into the television screen and transported to an idyllic two-dimensional cartoon world populated by his own creations, among many other cartoon characters.“

If you’re a fan of Who Framed Roger Rabbit? you’ll love this. Christopher Lloyd is Drew Blanc (ha) trying to save a cartoon world through inventory item puzzles. Truly wacky, zany, and ani-mainy. I played Toontown as a kid so I’m predisposed to like this one. This is also the only game with Full Motion Video I’m putting on the list because FMV games can be an acquired taste.

Grim Fandango (1996/2015) $14.99 💕✨

“Something's rotten in the land of the dead, and you're being played for a sucker. Meet Manny Calavera, travel agent at the Department of Death. He sells luxury packages to souls on their four-year journey to eternal rest. But there's trouble in paradise. Help Manny untangle himself from a conspiracy that threatens his very salvation.“

Yesssssssss! I LOVE Grim Fandango! The iconic game directed by Tim Schaffer has received the best remaster I’ve seen a point n’ click receive. I cannot recommend Grim Fandango enough! Stick with it through the forest section, trust me.

The Last Express (1997) $5.99 ❕ 📚

“Paris, 1914. The world is on the brink of war and this train could push it over the edge. You are Robert Cath, a young American urgently summoned by your old friend Tyler Whitney to join him aboard the Paris-Constantinople express, departing from the Gare de l'Est on July 24th. Arriving late, you discover something has gone terribly wrong. Now you must untangle a complex web of political intrigue, suspense, romance, and betrayal. Every move you make could bring you closer to the truth or your own demise. Bon voyage! “

Ooooh I love a murder on a train! This game features rotoscope animation, which I love. Like The Colonel’s Bequest this game runs in real time, meaning the events of the game will unfold with or without you, depending on where you are at what time you’ll receive different information or see/miss different events. Very replayable with several different outcomes.

Sam & Max Save the World (Remastered) $19.99 💕

“ Sam is a six-foot canine detective with a love of justice. Max is a hyperkinetic rabbity-thing with a taste for mayhem. Together, they're the Freelance Police. And they're about to save the world.”

Sam & Max Save the World, originally released in episodes from 2006-2008 has been remastered and looks AMAZING! After LucasArts was shut down their game devs formed Tell Tale Games and produced three seasons of Sam & Max sequel games, all of which are great. But TellTale was shut down (and screwed over their employees) in 2018. Since then some of their devs have formed Skunkape Games and are currently remastering all of Tell Tale’s Sam & Max series (I’m thrilled). They’ve also adjusted some aspects of the game to make the game more inclusive and less **offensive. So imo it’s worth it to wait for the release of the other seasons to experience Sam & Max in pristine condition. Save the World is the only season out now, but you can get the non-remastered versions of Beyond Time and Space, and In The Devil’s Playhouse, here and here.

 **I should note the “offensive” material in the original is not as egregious as say, The Dagger of Amon-Ra, but it’s just a nice change to see especially in a game I hold dear.

Emerald City Confidential (2009) $9.99 👧

“Explore the underbelly of Oz as Emerald City's most cunning detective! As Petra, you'll be lured deep into mysteries involving new foes and familiar faces; Scarecrow, Lion, and Toto included! This is Oz as you've never seen it before! Solve the mystery and unravel a conspiracy of magic and intrigue! Follow a case through five chapters full of puzzles, witnesses, suspects, and allies in this twist on a timeless classic! “

We’re moving out of the 1990s now. Emerald City Confidential is the Wizard of Oz meets film noir. I played this as 13 year old and have revisited it as an adult and I still eat it up. Wadjet Eye makes consistently good adventure games so check this one out!

The Blackwell Series (2006) $14.99 💕👧

“Meet Rosangela Blackwell, an embittered writer who just found out that she is a medium and that it’s her mission, whether she likes it or not, to assist tormented spirits and investigate other supernatural goings-on. She is assisted by the sardonic Joey Mallone, a ghost from the 1930s.”

Another Wadjet Eye game! I’ve seen these games recommended amoungst the Clue Crew before and I’ll just throw my own endorsement on the pile. Yeah I’m in love with Joey Mallone. What about it?

The Charnel House Trilogy (2015) $5.99 👧💀

“Witness The Charnel House Trilogy, the chronicle of one fateful night aboard a train bound for Augur Peak. Three thrilling, horrifying adventure games in one, from the depths of the Sepulchre.”

Plays like Blackwell, has a Blackwell reference at the beginning, okay you got me. This is a good, if kinda short, game. It’s very creepy, involves murder and has some gore/violence so watch out! I’m still waiting on the sequel Owl Cave!

Thimbleweed Park (2017) $19.99 👧

“A haunted hotel, an abandoned circus, a burnt-out pillow factory, a dead body pixelating under the bridge, toilets that run on vacuum tubes... you’ve never visited a place like this before.“

Made by Ron Gilbert and  Gary Winnick the creators of the classic games Maniac Mansion and Monkey Island Thimbleweed Park is a love letter to the classics of the point and click adventure genre. Features 5 different playable characters, ala Maniac Mansion, who and how many you play is up to you! This one also has stand alone DLCs!

Unavowed (2018) $14.99 👧

“ A demon possessed you one year ago. Since that day, you unwillingly tore a trail of bloodshed through New York City. Your salvation comes in the form of the Unavowed – an ancient society dedicated to stopping evil.”

Okay I haven’t actually played this one, but I want to. Its a Wadjet Eye so you know it’s good. From the reviews I’ve seen this is the Blackwell Series meets Dragon Age. A point and click that incorporates RPG elements, I love that.

I also have a love of the more, strange, and unusual adventure games that I can't necessarily recommend with good conscience. So if you want bizarre 90s and early 2000s games of dubious quality hit me up.