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#why does Bowser look like a puppy??
angelxd-3303 · 1 year
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So you find a pair of cubs unattended. What's your natural response? Bring them to your father figure, of course!
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plump-lips-imagine · 1 year
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Super Mario Bros. Isekai!Reader (Bowser x Reader) (3/3)
This one is going to be short since I had no way of ending it. I had plans but I had better fics to make later.
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“Peachy!” You ran as fast as you could to the Castle.”
“(Y/N)! Are you okay?” Princess Peach went to to you as fast as she could in her heels. Toadsworth was behind her. She looked worried as you were all dirty from your trip of fruit collecting. There was a branch sticking out of your head.
“I’m Fine really.…I just got of an encounter with Bowser is all.”
“Bowser?! Oh Dear! Tell me where it hurts!! Did he hurt you! Do I need to use my Heart power?”
She gently cups your face in her hands as she frantically looks for injuries. She wouldn’t be able to forgive herself if you hot hurt again because of her.
“It’s okay. I’m okay. He barely left a graze on me. Im just a little tired from running and helping him on his feet.”
“You,what?!” Toadsworth exclaimed in shock. Peach looks shocked as well. “Helped him on his feet?”
“Yeah. I was about to run when he slipped on a banana peel and landed on his shell. He couldn’t get up so I pushed him back on his feet. He was so heavy.” You explained.
Silence.
“Is something wrong?”
“Why did you do that?!”
“Well, it felt wrong . I couldn’t just leave him like that.”
“Yes you could. Especially if he attack you. Didn’t he?”
“Well…”
Toadsworth shakes his head at you. “Honestly, what would’ve happened if he ended up attacking again while you were vulnerable?”
“That’s the thing, he didn’t. He just walked away a grumbled. He didn’t even try to sneak attack me. O don’t think he as mas as before.”
Peach stood there in silent before looking at you in a worried way. “Even so, I need you to be careful. You could’ve gotten extremely hurt. Im just glad your safe.”
She grabs your hand and drags you with her.
“Now come now. We will go to the nurse and check. If everything is okay, then will continue with our plan to bake! Our girls’ night is still going!”
“But all the fruits I’ve collected are bruised.”
“Then we’ll use them quickly. They’re still good to used.”
Toadsworth just stares as both of you enter a different room.
He sighs.
Honestly, he wonders whose the bad influence here. You are a strange but you make the princess very happy.
He just wish you could stay out of trouble.
He hopes that you don’t attract anymore trouble to you, especially Bowser.
Meanwhile, at Bowser’s Castle
Bowser sits on his throne. Annoyed but not as angry as before.
You still annoyed him but you didn’t make him as angry as he was. Just a little bit.
“Stupid Girl.…..Looking like a weakling.”
He still hated. Wait that’s too strong. Maybe more so ‘dislike’ you.
He was jealous how buddy buddy you were with Peach.
You were able to do things he couldn’t dream of doing in years.
What is with humans and always 1-Upping him!?
I mean! What does she see in you. With you strange appearance, your Unmodest stature, your stupid puppy dogs eyes, your cute voice, your annoying charming smile, your endearing personality and-
Wait.
WHAT WAS HE THINKING?!
He had to get straight. This is not what he menanti to think. You're Stupid. EVERYTHING IS STUPID!! BUT MOSTLY YOU!
"Damn it.…" he growled softly as he rubber his head. You're going to be more of a headache then he thought.
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oh-hell-help-me · 10 months
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Day 27: Newborn
Bowser was staring.
He knows he is, but the sight he woke up to was surreal.
Nestled in layers of blankets, cuddled between Luigi and Junior, there was an egg.
An egg.
After calming down his human and son, and practically smothering them in blankets, he had nearly chalked up the egg as a figment of his imagination- something that was hard to do as he could see them curl around it.
He knows how this happens. Heck, it’s how he got Junior, but…
Why now? Why Luigi?
Not that he didn’t deserve a family of his own, but babies are usually delivered to couples- aren’t they?
And the fact that one was delivered to Luigi, his lover…
“Oh Grambi-”
He’s barely given time to comprehend the idea before he hears a small groan. Snapping his attention to the blanket pile, he could see Luigi shift into the blankets.
“Freddo…” He sees him stretch out for more blankets, but ends up patting the top of the egg in confusion. “Hm?”
And there his head pops up, looking like what Bowser’s feeling as he stares at the egg.
“Cazzo.”
“Language.”
He’s amused to hear the human squeak and struggle to flail with the blankets, but the sight of the egg being tugged out from them had the human freeze again.
“Um…”
Luigi looks at him with puppy eyes-
“Help, please?”
And Bowser realizes that he is horribly weak to them. “Sure, sure.”
And it’s a blessing that Junior is still asleep, because Bowser isn’t proud of the way he nearly fumbles in extracting his lover from the nest (or nearly acts on the instinctual urge to bury him in there).
Once out, he notices how quiet Luigi is.
Seeing that he was also staring at the egg, Bowser couldn’t blame him.
“I-“ Bowser doesn’t need to look at him to know how anxious the human is, not by how he speaks. “It’s mine… right? There wasn’t…“
“Storks don’t make mistakes like that. It’s weird it’s an egg instead of a baby, of course, but- yeah…”
“… Bowser?”
“Yeah?”
“I don’t know what to do.”
“We’ll, you got it warm, so I’d say you are doing pretty good-“
“N-not just that!” And Bowser finally looks at him, and feels pinned by his greyscale eyes. “I- don’t know how t-to raise a baby! Or- or know what they need, or- or anything!”
He’s starting to breathe fast and shallow, and it’s all Bowser needs to scoop him up and hold him close.
"What- what do I do?"
"… Do you want to keep them?"
"I-"
“Even if you don’t know what you’re doing.” And Bowser allows them to part, just a little, just enough to look Luigi in the eyes. “Would you love them? Would you want a child if you knew what to do?”
"I- I would. I do!" But? "But- I don’t want to mess up! I don’t-" and Luigi looks down- away- "I don’t want to mess them up."
He sounds small, and Bowser hates it and loves him and by the stars it is like Junior’s arrival all over again.
He gently grabs his chin, and their eyes meet again.
“You won’t mess up. I think you seem to forget that kids tend to take two and-“
Their noses touch, and the coolness reminds him of the important part.
“You won’t mess them up. Not when you have been great with Junior- and not just for storms, Luigi.”
The fear in his eyes is ebbing, but the utter vulnerability and trust is almost overwhelming.
“You’re not too shabby with the Koopalings, either. Hell, you’re one of the few people they actually like.”
“But-“
“And-“ he interrupts, with the intent to nip that concern in a bud. “There’s nothing wrong with you either.”
He doesn’t say anything for a while.
“… Can you- will you help me? Maybe as-”
“Thought you’d never ask.”
And it was quiet, almost peaceful-
Then the muffled sound of footsteps and arguing was the only warning they had before the Koopalings burst through.
Luigi still didn’t know what he was doing, but he at least knew that he was doing things right.
Bowser's help was needed and appreciated for the preparations of when the egg does hatch, things that seemed just like human baby stuff- until he realizes that the teething rings are made of what felt like industrial rubber, or that the diapers have tail holes.
On a related note, the baby itself seemed to be doing fine. In fact, every little change, whether it be the suggestions of feelings coming from it or the growing mass of consciousness he could feel, Luigi kept tabs on in a little notebook for future reference should he- should they-
Still, feeling those emotions respond to him as he stroked their eggshell was indescribably overwhelming.
It’s reassuring in a way- proof that the baby is still alive and growing.
Weeks have gone by after another Royal Announcement about the egg, but the opinions of other people (and their emotions) have been relatively manageable to handle.
(He felt it best not to acknowledge the general confusion made as people look between him and Bowser, though).
The moment he's waiting for is undoubtedly going to come to the castle soon, if the Koopa Courier doesn't daddle-
and it seems they were prompt when he hears more than sees his brother burst down the castle's doors, run past multiple people (including an irate Kamek, bless his tired heart), and then bust down the door to the new nursery (since Junior was adamant to keep his room just his.
“HAI AVUTO UN BAMBINO?!?!?!"
"Mario! At least close the door!"
He doesn't close it- instead, he rushes up to Luigi, taking him by the shoulders and looking him over.
"STAI BENE? Non sembri pregnante..."
"I'm fine, Mario. Sto bene." And, to at least introduce them before Bowser comes- "And il bambino is over there."
And he sees the moment Mario catches sight of the bundled egg, sees how he seems to stop short in any and all thought processes as he stares.
Which, okay, same, but still-
"They're not hatched yet, but it should be next month."
"So... in a month, I'll be an uncle- a zio?"
He's taking it well so far... "Yep!"
"Mama mia." And then the Hero of the Mushroom Kingdom fainted.
(Later, after Mario comes too, they take over three hours to stop gushing over them- even as Bowser watches on from the doorway).
When the egg finally hatches, its first cracks hadn’t even appeared before Luigi was fussing over its bedding and the recently added heating blankets.
The only reason Bowser even knew about it so early was the bouts of anxiousness-anticipation-protectiveness Pulses that were radiating throughout the castle.
And, well, it's a familiar enough combination to have him close meetings early and make his way to the nursery.
And of course the kids beat him there!
"Scoot, brats! And give them some room!" And not just the egg, but the frantic soon-to-be-parent looked like he was seconds away from passing out.
He is able to nudge his way across the rowdy group of Koopalings, reaching over to pick up Luigi and sit a bit away from the egg.
"Love, calm down. You're broadcasting again."
Luigi stills from his squirming enough to concentrate- and while the Pulses are reined, he could still feel them just radiating from his human.
"I- do we need to help them- or?" Bowser fondly nuzzles the top of his head, nearly purring as Luigi calms down a bit more.
"We just wait. From the look of it, they might bust through faster than Junior." Of course, he says that last bit quieter, since said Koopa was two feet away from the crib himself.
And then they heard the crack.
In a matter of minutes, the whole family watched in silent anticipation as the baby made that crack bigger, chipping away at it with gradual ease as they saw their first few peaks.
The baby looked a bit like him, or Junior, but the baby had blue eyes and a lighter green shell- almost the same shade Luigi used to wear. Once its head poked out, they could see that its hair was a more brassy red, but the attitude it aimed at the remaining eggshell was enough to know it had a similar temper to him.
They were perfect, and-
He’s nearly bowled over the absolute tsunami of emotion that he knows- without a doubt- is LOVE.
Pure. Elated. Love.
He doesn’t bother (or want) to remind Luigi again.
(That day, it's said that the Pulse could be felt all the way to the Town Square, and everyone in the vicinity didn't need an announcement to know the cause of it).
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blackhakumen · 4 months
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Min Fanfic #1162: The Cute Jealous Princess (Super Smash Bros Ultimate)
2:04 p.m. at the New Donk's Glorious Hotel Suite: Mario & Peach's Bedroom.........
Mario: (Reading a Book While Sitying on his Princess' Lap) Hey, Peach?
Peach: (Has her Chin on Top of Mario's Head While Hugging him From Behind) Yes, my sweet dear?
Mario: Have you being jealous of Pauline as of late?
Peach: (Eyes Immediately Widens Up) Jealous? Me? (Starts Giggling Awkwardly a Bit) Oh Mario, that sounds so silly!~....W-Why asked?
Mario: Well, for starters, you're hugging me like a momma koala hugging her youngling. (Happily Snuggles onto Peach's Embrace) Not that I mind of course~
Peach: (Giggles Softly While Snuggling onto Mario) Well, I'm glad you like it!~ You best believe I'm gonna give my sweetheart of a man the loving of a lifetime~ (Starts Giving Mario Multiple Kisses on the Head)
Mario: (Chuckles Ticklishly by Peach's Affections) Yes, yes~Lifetime's great!~ (Puts On a Firm Frown on his Face) But no, seriously. Are you jealous?
Peach: (Immediately Cease her Kisses as She Starts Getting Teensy Bit Nervous Right Now) There's.... really no way out of this conversation, is there?
Mario: Not unless you wanna try withstanding my signature Puppy Dog Eyes.
Peach: ('Sighs in Defeat') No....We both know that I would cave in the minute you stare at those shiny blue eyes of yours. What gave it all away?
Mario: Let's just say a certain witch gave me a few insights earlier today......
Flashback to Earlier
Bayonetta: Oh, that poor girl is most DEFINITELY jealous of her all right.
Mario: (Sighs While Facepalming Himself) I should've known....How could it took this long to notice until now?
Bayonetta: The signs were obvious from the getgo, dear. The awkward laughing, the slightly shaky posture, the few amounts of excuses she gives you in hopes of not rising any form of suspicion.....Our Peachy Girl could try and deny it all she wants, but I've seen and met a lot of relationship partners who easily panics over the mere thought of their love ones getting taken from them their potential competition. (Turns to Palutena with a Playful Smirk) And one them just so happens to be my lovely goddess in green~
Palutena: (Sighs While Pinching the Bridge of her Nose) How many times are you gonna keep bringing this up? It was a long time ago. (Starts Pouting) And Medusa's the one who didn't know how to get a clue.....
Bayonetta: (Wraps her Arm Around her Goddess) Honey, you know me~ My heart only belongs to you and you alone~ And besides, I'm pretty positive she got the message clearly the moment you started kissing me in front of her.
Palutena: (Crosses her Arms) ('Hmph') And I'll do it all over again too if she doesn't get it through her pet snakes.
Bayonetta: (Turns Back to Mario) See that, deary? This is what jealousy can do to a lady if it continues to go unchecked.
Mario: (Starts Nodding While Writing a Few Notes Down on his Mini Notepad)
Back to the Present
Peach: ('Gasps') That gossipy witch!
Bayonetta: (In the Hallways) You know me!~
Peach: (Angrily Shakes her Fist in the Air) Quiet, you! You have caused me quite enough trouble for today!
Bayonetta: You're welcome, Peachy Dear!~ (Laughing Elegantly in the Halls)
Peach: Yeah, well, no thank you! (Crosses her Arms While Pouting) What does she know? My laughs aren't awkward, my posture is fine as it is, and my excuses are far more believable than Bowser's chance of-(Notices Mario's Smirking at Her) Why are you looking at me like that?
Mario: Oh no reason. (Places his Elbow on the Side of his Thigh and his Chin on the Palm of his Hand) Just admiring how cute you're acting right now~
Peach: (Starts Pouting at her Man) Oh don't you even go there right now, mister!
Mario: (Casually Shrugs) Hey, you always find every opportunity to expose me of my cuteness, no harm for me to do the same to you for once, am I right?
Peach: (Sighs in Defeat Again Before Turning Away) I suppose you have a point there......You're still cuter.
Mario: Agree to disagree.
Peach: (Frowns Before Taking a Deep Breath Before Turning Back to Mario) I'm really sorry, Mario......
Mario: (Frowns a Bit in Worry and Confusion) For what? Everyone get jealous sometimes. You just can't-
Peach: -Let it get the better of you, I know. It doesn't excuse the fact that it happened in the first place. A-And before you asked! This doesn't having to do with her dating you in the past completely. (Starts Twiddling her Fingers a Bit) Although, I do kinda sorta wonder how good she was in cuddling you.....or if she did any of that at all.....
Mario: Oh she did. She's fine, but you're definitely the superior cuddleler of the two.
Peach: (Happily Pumps her Fist Up) YES! YES! YES!~ I KNEW IT! ANOTHER POINT FOR- (Notices Mario is Raising an Eyebrow) Uh..('Clears Throat') A-Anyways, that besides the point.
Mario: You sure? Cause you're cuteness scale says otherwise-
Peach: Yes, I'm sure, now ZIP! ('Sighs Heavily') Look, the real reason why I'm jealous of her in the first place was because of how....Better she is than me!
Mario: Better than you at what exactly?
Peach: Just.....Better in general. She's an amazing singer, a part time businesswoman, and she seems to take care of her city a whole lot better than I could with my own kingdom, being the same 'ole ('Sigh') I know it's really silly of me to think that way, but-
Mario: You're right. It is silly. (Looks Up at Peach with a Firm, Serious Look on his Face) Silly that you think that you're not any great yourself!
Peach: Mario, I-
Mario: (Places his Finger Peach's Lips) Upup! Let me continue speaking.
Peach: (Stares at Mario For a Brief Second Before Giving his Finger a Little Peck as He Moves it Away) Speak, baby.
Mario: (Lowers his Finger Down Before Giving Peach a Solid Nod) Thank you. Now, sure, it is Pauline has doing great for herself these last few years since I've last saw her, but we've been together longer than that and I can proudly say that you've already improved and accomplished a lot since then. You went out adventuring more, able to hold your own pretty well at any fight and danger you got involved with, saved ME more times than I can even count, managed to get KAZUYA MISHIMA of all people to bow down to you his knees right after you karate chopped table with your BARE HAND!
Peach: (Giggles Bashfully at the Memory) Goodness....It's been two to three years since that happened and I still can't believe it. (Place her Finger Under her Chin While Thinking) I think something else must've made Kazuya bowed down though.
Mario: Huh. You don't say. Odd....(Starts Shaking his Head a Bit) But anyways, let's not forget the fact you stepped up to become a Mother Hen to the Smash Family, even going as far as to formed your Certified Moms group while you were at it. You didn't have to do all of that, mind you, but the fact that you're doing your very best looking out for us as one, speaks SO MUCH volumes and we all love and appericate you a lot for it.
Peach: (Heart Begins to Melt in Pure Happiness) My gosh.....I love and appericate you guys so much too~ (Wipes a Tear Off of her Eyes) ('Sniff') Each and every day of my life~
Mario: (Smiles Back) Even Bowser?
Peach: (Pouts Again) Don't start!~
Mario: (Chuckles Lightly) Okay, okay, I only kid!~ But in all seriousness though, you are an outstanding woman, Peach, and you always will be in my eyes. I'm sorry it took me so long to realize this dilemma of yours.
Peach: (Immediately Pulls Mario Into a Warmth, Loving Hug) Honey, no!~ You have nothing to be sorry for~ If anything, I should apologize for not being honest with my feelings a lot sooner. I must've made you worried sick, huh?
Mario: (Scoffs a Bit) Please. I'm always gonna end up worrying about you no matter what you do. My heart doesn't have it in me not to do so honestly
Peach: (Gently Place her Hand onto Mario's Cheek While Having a Bit of a Seductive Look on her Face) Oh you poor, little thing~ Is there anything I could do to make you feel better?~
Mario: (Playfully Raises an Eyebrow) Anything you say?~
Peach: Anything your sweet, loving heart desires~ Just as long as it isn't illegal of course.
Mario: (Grabs his Chin While Thinking) Hmmmmm....Well, if you insist, I think we could have ourselves a little...pasionate loving session for the time being~ (Forms a Seductive Smirk.on his Face) For the Holidays and whatnot~
Peach: (Giggles Softly) Is that so?~ (Pulls Out a Mistletoe and Holds it Above hers and Mario's Heads) I thought you never asked!~
Mario: (Chuckles Lightly) Prepared as always, are we?~ You're impressing me already, dear~
Peach: Hope you're ready yourself. We're just getting started~
The lovey couple giggles among themselves as they begin to kiss one another under the Mistletoe, showering each other with every love and passionate they have in their bodies and souls.....That is until a familiar Blue Blur suddenly rushes into the room, surprising them both.
Sonic: Mom! Dad! You're not gonna believe who- (Looks Back and Forth at his Parents Hugging Each Other on the Bed....And Then at the Mistletoe Itself) .......Whatcha two doing in here?
Peach: (Quickly Hides the Mistletoe) Nothing!
Mario: (Already Has an Awkward Smile on his Face) Y-You're mother and I were just resting is all....
Sonic: Resting. (Raises an Eyebrow at the Kiss Marks All Over Mario's Face) While kissing?
Mario: (Gravs the Nearest Tissue and Wipe the Kiss Marks Off Him) .....Your mother would accidentally kiss me in her sleep.
Peach: (Nodded Woth an Awkward Smile of her Own)
Sonic: Riiiiiiight. (Smiles Brightly) Anywho, guess who's finally made it here in New Donk City.
The flash of green light suddenly agrees in front of the edge of the bed, revealing itself to be.
Hat Kid: Shadow!~ (Happily Doing Jazz Hands While in her Brother's Arms)
Peach: (Gasps Loudly as She Happily Brings Shadow into a Loving Hug) Our family's finally complete for the rest of the holidays!~
Shadow: (Winces a Bit in Pain as He Felt Peach's Cheek Rubbing Up on His) Good to you and father too, mother......Are you all having a good time here so far?
Mario: (Happily Nodded) Oh more certainly! We actually did good amount in this city: Went out to eat, sightseeing, attended a Christmas Parade, which your float was in by the way.
Shadow: (Puts on a Deadpinned Look on his Face) I noticed and my disappointment is immeasurable.
Hat Kid hops in on the ned and joins her mother on The Shadow hugfest in order to help make him feel better.
Mario: (Chuckles a Bit Awkwardly) Uh...A-Anyways! After that, we went to the Central Park, did some more sightseeing, we met the Mayor on our first day here-
Sonic: Whom mom's been jealous of ever since.
Peach: Sonic!
Sonic: What? It's true, isn't it? Sis and I been seeing the way you act whenever you had the opportunity to speak with her. Awkward laughing, shaky posture, giving out predictable excuses every few seconds.
Hat Kid: (Giggles Softly) Yeah. Mommy's so jelly~
Peach: (Starts Blushing While Pouting) Am not!
Bayonetta: (In the Halls) Is too!~
Peach: BAYONETTA!
Shadow: Mother, there's nothing wrong with being jealous sometimes.
Mario: Exactly. (Smirks Teasingly) It makes you look more adorable than you already are~
Sonic: Oh yeah definitely.
Hat Kid: So true!~
Peach: I AM NOT- (Sighs in Defeat Yet Again While Crossing her Arms) Oh forget it!
Mario: Finally admitting your cuteness, dear?~
Peach: Don't get cocky with me, mister. You're still the cutest in this relationship.
Sonic: Yep.
Hat Kid: Mhmm!~
Shadow: Most definitely.
Mario: (Eyes Widened at the Kids in Disbelief).Wh-Wha- Who's side are you three on!?
Sonic: (Casually Shrugs) Whatever side we favor the best.
Shadow/Hat Kid: Middle Party.
Mario: ('Sigh') Of course.
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simiansmoke · 11 months
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“Not what I think!?” The ape repeats incredulously with a growl, teeth clenched and showing. “I’ll tell you what I think!“ DK stands tall and sucks in a breath of air, ready to lay out what exactly was on his mind, a finger pointed at the other. “I THINK—“
….but before he can even start, the truth rolls out of his look alikes mouth and he’s suddenly stunned into silence. He doesn’t even realize he’s holding his breath.
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Now that. That made sense… perhaps he had let his temper get the best of him. His chest deflates and he feels a tinge of guilt for mindlessly taking Bowser’s word for it before confronting the other. Still, though. He’s frustrated. Frustrated that the other kong heir couldn’t have atleast mentioned it to him. But maybe there was a reason for that.
Donkey Kong frowns as the other apes gaze falls and his shoulders slump. “Why didn’t you say anything?” His voice is much softer now and he stares at the other like a hurt puppy. “We could have figured something out. Something other than… this!”
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When he saw teeth flash, he showed more. He wasn't about to be out toothed! Growling and practically mirroring the other's moves exactly by standing on his hind legs, readying himself for whatever was to come, he stood frozen in place with grit teeth as the other...does nothing? He holds his breath a while before his puffed up chest deflates. A look similar to ashamed flickers in his eyes.
"...oh sure. Let me just-...SAY-...hey, I'm doing this fat turtle's laundry because I can't stand to see my Dad in a compromising position and my home in dire straights!" Shoulders slumping also, he slid his gaze up through the tufts of his eyelashes and sighed. "I didn't even know you existed until recently. It's my fault and my battle to figure out. I just..." The look in his eyes is...fragile? "I can't get your help, but you can help me by...by not thinking I'm not TRYING here."
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Rank the batkid’s skills at mariokart from worst to best
You said batkids but I also included Alfred and Bruce
From worst to best:
- Cass.
It's the one thing she isn't good at which frustrates her to no end, though she can take a loss. She plays dirty though, and is not afraid to topple a sibling off the couch to gain the lead. She plays as Donkey Kong. I don't know why. It came to me in a dream
- Jason
Gaming isn't among his hobbies and he only does it with other people, so he doesn't really care about winning or being good. He enjoys it though because he's a softie who loves his siblings. He used to main King Boo (aka a ghost) as a kid before he ahem. When he was back but still on rocky terms with the family he played as Shy Guy, but after fully reintegrating he started maining Baby Mario. I put too much thought into this. I'm sorry I love symbolism even as unsubtle as this
- Bruce
He played video games with Dick all the time. He doesn't do it often anymore so he's a bit rusty but he's better than expected. He doesn't enjoy gaming as much as the general experience of being around his kids. Softie. He used to main Bowser but when Duke came along he switched to Mario because Duke likes Bowser best
- Tim
Tim is pretty good compared to most people, but among his siblings he's somewhere in the middle. His family is just highly competitive and Damian some people secretly train in the middle of the night for their monthly competition. He is not one of those people. He plays as Toad or Koopa Troopa because he just "likes their vibes"
- Dick
As said in Bruce's section, Dick played video games with him all the time as a kid. He doesn't do it as often now but he still enjoys it. (And is also pretty competitive. He will bellyflop on top of someone to obscure their vision and disrupt their play.) He likes Rosalina best but Alfred always takes her when he's playing so Dick plays as Daisy instead when that happens. Yes he's salty about it but it's Alfred what's he gonna do
- Duke
He's good!! He plays games often with Damian and his friends so he's got regular practice. He uses his shadow powers to obscure other people's vision even though he doesn't need it to win, but hey, it's fun to fuck with his siblings. (Especially Damian. He will go into a rage if you sabotage him right when he was about to win.) He plays as Bowser. The first time he played at the manor, Bruce was also participating. Bruce had already chosen Bowser but when Duke said he usually gets Bowser, Bruce immediately gave it to him and clicked on the first other character he saw – Mario. (Puppy dog eyes may have been involved.)
- Damian
He loves video games (this is canon) and plays all the time, both on his own and with friends or siblings, so he's very good at Mario Kart. I'd say he's evenly matched to Duke. The battle for first place is usually between the two of them. Damian only really plays games like Mario Kart with other people, when he's on his own he'll go for something like Breath of the Wild (his only goal is to get a horse). (Unless it's his nightly training sessions that he totally thinks no one knows about.) (Then he can play Mario Kart for hours on end.) (They all know.) (Bruce noticed the light in his room was on at 5 am once and soft game music was coming through the door. When he looked, Damian was passed out on the carpet in front of his TV. Bruce tucked him into bed and turned off the lights before leaving.) He plays as Yoshi or Luigi because animol and little green man
- Alfred
He rarely plays but somehow he is flawless. What god did he bribe. Whose magic is doing this. It's a mystery. When he plays he uses Rosalina, to Dick's dismay
In general their tournaments are very chaotic. Damian was thrown across the room once. They still don't know who did it. They're careful enough not to injure anyone, though. Mostly because Bruce will use his Disappointed Dad Voice and no one wants that
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blurglesmurfklaine · 3 years
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can we see your dogs and cats?🥺
ABSO FUCKING LUTELY!!!
I don’t have any pictures of him anymore (but I’m sure my mom does) but we had a Rottweiler named Buddy who we had for nearly 10 years until he passed away back in 2012 and he is just like. THE dog, ya know? He was just so special and we loved him so much and he loved us so much and he has such a special place in our family <333
The next two have also passed away but they were all such a close part of our family that it feels wrong not to mention them and they overlapped with one dog we still have now.
This was Ladybug!
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She passed away back in 2014, and she was originally the neighbors puppy (and Buddy’s daughter. He was a hoe) but she came over one day and never left?? and the neighbors saw her refusing to leave our yard and stuff but??? would just wave?
She was so sweet and nice to literally everyone, the sweetest dog ever, only wanted love and pets (and she received plenty)! Gave us 8 amazing years 💞
This was Flower
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She passed away august of 2018 from cancer, but we had her for 11 great years and she was very dumb and aggressive but loved us so so much I miss her 🥺💞
This is Bowser
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He is Flower’s son, and part Great Dane (we think??? Our dogs escaped sometimes and would raise hell). He grew up with Buddy, Flower, and Ladybug, so at one point we had four dogs, all of them at least partially Rottweiler lol. Bowser is 10 going on 11 this year and is just a big ole grump at this point. He used to literally be able to jump our six foot kennel but now just roams the back yard looking like a giant sausage because my grandma refuses to stop feeding him left overs. He loves belly rubs more than he loves me I’m sure of it
This is Love
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On the left is when we got her about a year ago (she was my little quarantine buddy) and the right is her now. She hasn’t seen me much since I moved to San Antonio but she still recognizes me and is an absolute fucking maniac and cannot stop jumping on me long enough to pet bowser. Loses points because I had to watch her eat a bird whole and it was really traumatizing. Ridiculously annoying but god is she so fucking cute??
This is Duke
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My brother moved to San Antonio when my nephew was born a few years ago, and I moved to SA this past summer. I live with my brother and Duke got there the day after me lol. He was born off the side of a highway and adopted from a farm run by a lesbian couple that fosters up to 20 dogs at a time. He loves carrots and will chew on quite literally anything he can get his paws on. He turns 1 on the 28th!
Last but not least, this is the absolute light of my life, Apollo
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A stray had given birth underneath a friend’s house in college, and she was trying to find good homes for the kittens. I did not go to college in my home town, and after my mom let me know she in no way would let me have a cat, I adopted Apollo anyway.
He is a big boy who refuses to eat any human food with the exception of canned tuna and pasta. I do not feed him pasta, but my little sister has left her macaroni, spaghetti, fettuccini, etc. unattended at the table and has returned to it being eaten by him. I don’t know why he loves pasta, but he does. And like I said it’s the only human food he’ll eat???
He loves to cuddle and randomly bite me and will absolutely abandon me for even the chance of treats. Not very bright, but full of love and a hint of arrogance and I would lay down my life for him
My brother is severely allergic to cats tho, so for the time being he lives in my hometown with my parents and grandma and I really miss him. I’ve had him since he was about 8 weeks old, and he turns 5 this September!
Thank you so much for this ask! 🥺 I had so much fun making this and it made me appreciate my pets even more
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About Harry and Maple
Well, this is gonna be a really strange little thing that I write, but I'm still excited nonetheless.
In a Mario Golf 64 Twitch stream clip, the awesome speedrunner MetalYoshi ProGamer (yes, that's his alias. No, it's not lame, shaddup) asked the following question to his chat:
"Do you think that Maple has some kind of relationship to Harry?"
And that got me really thinking to the point that this very blog was made. So thanks, MetalYoshi. If you ever read this, I really needed that boost to put my thoughts out there.
Anyway, I actually have a few headcanon theories relating to Maple and Harry, but first we need context. Both Harry and Maple are the final characters from the Camelot OC bunch to be unlocked (without the Game Boy Color Mario Golf save file), thus making them the "best" of the Camelot OC golfers as character progression is measured through how far you get in the various modes of Mario Golf 64. Harry is the final Camelot Character unlocked through Get Character, while Maple happens to be the first character unlocked through earning 50 Birdie Badges. Technically that makes her the weakest of the four final characters (Maple, DK, Bowser and Metal Mario), but out of every Camelot OC she's probably the best alongside Harry.
Metal Mario may topple everyone else in stats and control alone, but don't let that discourage you from checking Harry and Maple out either. They have their own little quirks and low points, but they're still really good choices if you want something different from Bowser and Metal Mario.
Now for the fun part: my headcanons! I have three ideas to throw out in the ring, so you can decide for yourself which headcanon you'd like to go with. Hell, make your own and let's see what we can all come up with! Now then, let's begin!
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Headcanon #1: Maple is Harry's daughter/little sister/family member:
This is an extremely cute idea to me because both of these characters look similar in a way, but they definitely have a difference in behavior with their mode select screen idle poses. Here we see Harry, with his alt colors, doing a semi serious crossed arms look. Like he takes himself a bit too seriously, but you can tell he loves the game of golf:
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As for Maple, the screenshot wouldn't be enough, but she's dancing and just generally being cute:
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Do you all notice anything about these two? How they have almost the exact same alt colors, how Harry's older, more seasoned presence kind of trickles down to Maple's eagerness (due to her dancing)? They're both blonde, and even the small things like the structure of Maple's nose kind of seem like a natural feminine version of Harry's being smaller and a lot less prominent, but it's still more than Plum's to me.
All this to say I have the theory that Maple could be Harry's daughter or even younger sister. It's just something about Harry that gives me this "older and wiser" vibe to Maple, and with some of the similarities pointed out, I like to imagine that Harry is a proud dad or brother to a young lady (honestly have no real idea of Maple's age, but I go with young adult/older teen vibes) who is as interested in golfing and competing to get even farther drives than before -- Maple. She looks up to him heavily and even starts to wear some of the same things as him but in her style. Note the first (1st) and third (3rd) alternate colors on the pair: the former is an orange shirt, and the latter is a red shirt. Hell, Maple goes so far as to change her shorts color to red as well, instead of the usual blue/purple. Look also at the hair color from Maple to Harry's hat color. The second (2nd) alt on Harry has an auburn-esque color, and Maple has her hair color changed to Auburn too!
I know that the more practical response would be "that's just how the game works in alt colors," but in universe, why else would Maple go out of her way to change her hair color and wear similar color coded outfits to Harry? Could she be extremely happy to emulate his behaviors and style from the extremely healthy bond the two have shared? Could he have been the closest thing to an exceptional male role model she had in her developmental years, so she trusts him and loves him to the point of having the same colors as an alt? That's something I like considering. Imagine if we had Harry console Maple on things that she's going through in her personal life, giving her a man's perspective on relationships and friends, and them enjoying their time together and being super close. When it comes time to golf, though, they are both competitive!
Headcanon #2: Harry is Maple's mentor:
A lot similar to the dad/brother one, Harry still is able to give Maple advice and pointers on her life, but it's about as much time spent as an average evening of golfing practice, typically a few hours at most. This is really the one I spent the least amount of time thinking about as it's not as interesting as the other two points, but I still thought this would be cool to share alas.
Headcanon #3: Maple and Harry are dating:
Ok, ok, here's the one I think MetalYoshi was hinting at with the way he worded his question. "Do you think Maple has some kind of relationship with Harry?" is probably something I figured he meant as a romance thing...well, I'll explore this one here.
From the first headcanon, we can see they have things in common physically and hobby wise, but what else do they like to do? Maybe Harry secretly likes cooking and Maple does too. Maybe he takes her out when she's upset. They would cuddle every night with a glass of wine (dare I say...Sherry?), and for Harry, Maple is what he needed in his life to keep him from taking everything too seriously. Loosening up to let her in after he puts up his own barrier to his emotions and probably has some puppy eyes thrown in.
Maple really likes Harry in this case because it gives her a sense of security, safety, a feeling of trust and realistic love that no one she had ever been with had before. She's unafraid of letting her walls come down and being more social and being herself around Harry. Her cute, tomboy, dorky self is what he truly cares about.
Hell it even goes through to golfing. Maybe the fact that they foil from each other and compliment well together is what makes them strong as golfers with a good drive and above average control. (Clearly not the best, but for them, that's ok)
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When it's all said and done, I do really like the idea of Maple and Harry together in some way. I think it's all too coincidental for them to nearly match in their alt colors, have some of the best stats of all the Camelot OCs, and how much they really do seem to mesh well together. In my eyes, the headcanon I do like the most is the familial one, but the romance option is such a cute option as well, and not to mention in my personal fanfics all three headcanons are interchangeable. The mentor/family friend one is used more often in my writing blurbs, but I liked the other two so much more that I'll have to implement them a lot more!
Ay, thanks for reading this. I really appreciate the traction since I don't usually share a lot of my headcanons on Tumblr...ah well. Enjoy!
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(cha-chas in real smooth) can I get what the hypmic bois are like when they play SSBU :3c whomst do they main
I’m sure that 90% of the time they’re fucking aggressive so let’s just… ALSO HI MY KNOWLEDGE IS FOOKIN LIMITED AHHHH
Ichiro
Oh he mains…. Pokemon trainer
Well, mainly because he really cannot choose because he’s been shifting around a lot because not only does he memorise everyone’s stats, he also knows each one’s background and it’s just though to pick a favourite
So he goes for the one that can have three characters… plus he loves Pokemon gotta catch em all
He is very aggressive and shouts a lot
If jiro and saburo make a dumb move, he just calmly points it out and shows a fucking strategy that beats them instantly
Never let him play with Samatoki, the game console will crack and everything will go to shit
Jiro
He would flat out go bowser or bowser jr
Because he likes that and he vibes the badassery of it
Also mostly because… bowser right and he feels edgy by choosing a villain
But no one really points out that bowser is really… I mean… like yeah he’s cool but… a Mario villain.
Mario
Guys
Anyway, he is also aggressive when he battles Ichiro (but he loses and listens to Nii-chan’s advice when he does) and even more so when it comes to Saburo
He also likes changing characters because he knows the bg of everyone
Saburo
He might young link because he likes the vibe, or Mario just to antagonise Jiro
He does random sometimes, just because he can also strategise on the spot
And he, like both his brothers, love everyone so really it’s a hard choice
Looks up to ichi-nit and strives to beat him, but like he really appreciates all the tips
He would call Jiro out for dumb moves and actually beat his older brother
May actually end up in a physical fight which has to be separated by ichiro
Samatoki
Corrin
Well, mostly because Corrin fucking looks like him, as in the white hair and the red eyes… that’s it
He’s stuck with Corrin ever since
Gets more aggressive as his damage goes up and really celebrates when he inflicts damage and tosses you off the stage
Never let him play with ichiro, might as well say goodbye to your controllers
Also if he plays with MTC, Riou comes close to beating him… well sometimes does, but he never gets super pissed off at them, he appreciates their skills… mostly riou though and he takes the strategies with him
Jyuto
Oh he’ll go random, bc he really cannot choose a main and he loves the randomness of it and figuring it out
He also needs to quickly satiate Samatoki’s hunger for virtual violence
He plays calmly, but gets frustrated a little bit when Samatoki points out stuff
He beat samatoki once, that one time he won… he never lets go
But if ever he choses, he goes for Bayonetta because she radiates the same energy as him
Really just google her please
Riou
He’d be Ryu
I mean, he probably wouldn’t really know what to do, so like he just chose one of the popular ones he saw on billboards and went for it
He did explore other characters, but he’d always return
He can beat samatoki and really doesn’t super react when he gets beat or when he beats samatoki, but he does smile or give a little frown
Was the one who dragged samatoki out of the room when he lost to Ichiro
Ramuda
He’d be Kirby
No really just look at that like killer energy
He’d be super naughty and play around and evade and dodge and make fun of whoever is playing with him
But then somehow he’ll catch you off guard and kill you
Like
You’re just gone all of a sudden and ramada is giggling there and you’re so lost
But really if you saw his face while he beat you, you would run far far away
Gentaro
Ooh, he radiates either Zelda, Princess Daisy or Princess Peach energy because he be graceful that way
He also is kind of calm when he plays but he is not against jumping and crossing his legs when he’s frustrated or muttering words under his breath
He also teases dice when he loses
And is scared of ramuda when he plays
He can beat ramuda and ramuda glares very darkly before pouting like a child
When he beats dice it is to be expected because dice kinda just… sometimes he jumps off the stage
Dice
Oh he’d just go Game and Watch because he’s rooting for the little guy WHAHAH
And he’s lowkey nostalgic for it I love Dice
He would also sometimes go for Simon or any other buff character,,, but sometimes he dumb when he plays
Really, he bet with Gentaro that he could beat him… Dice literally jumped off the island thrice. Of course gentaro didn’t get the money but still,,,
He also celebrates like he won the lottery when he wins and gentaro is just silently proud while he’s jumping and sticking out his tongue and tripping
Jakurai
Mewtwo
Well you know, old man just took Ichiro’s and Samatoki’s advice and just went with it
There was an actual Ichiro vs Samatoki fight over who jakurai should main, but they did both agree with Mewtwo because it kind of worked that vibe
Jakurai is very calm when he plays, like he doesn’t overreact, but when he’s in tight spot his face like twitches and you can see lines appear on his face
Rare opportunities, he shouts “No!”
But most of the time it’s contained and he smiles whenever Hifumi beats him because really, Hifumi is a puppy
He is also proud when Doppo beats him
Doppo
Apologises when he wins
Really has no idea what he’s doing
Is the most stressed player and also screams, a lot… like… way too much…
Button mashes
Would not choose a girl because he usually plays with Hifumi anyway
He would main Lucario because the more damage he gets the stronger the aura is (like Doppo sad reaccs only)
Or he would main a chara who could just RAWR like when he’s frustrated he’d be very… very aggressive and just button smash that hifumi kinda just nervously looks over to see doppo muttering darkly and just… stress
Hifumi
is the reason why the Old Men Division have it in the first place
One of hifumi’s fans gave it to him. Or like a group of fans and he decided to share it with MTR because they’re just old men figuring this out
So after a training sesh with Samatoki and Ichiro (together was a really bad idea), they play on occasion, or when they’re bored
Hifumi does not pick a girl, like a big nope
So he picks Pikachu because he’s a puppy like that and I really visualise him hugging a Pikachu stuff toy
He also is like a kid when he plays like he growls and then jumps when he wins
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reneewalkersbiceps · 5 years
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the foxes play mario kart
okay i have more thoughts about the foxes playing mario kart that i can’t let go of so here you are yeet:
the foxes have game night every week (as is well established in hc’s by this point who are we really kidding)
and one week nicky finds a battered old wii at a yard sale and the original mario kart wii game to bring to game night
most of the foxes have never played but most of them (bar neil) have heard of it
nicky, dan, matt and renee play first
dan and matt are mario and luigi and pretty much work together for the entire race as much as they can. they avoid shooting shells at each other and high five when they finish
they place 3rd and 4th respectively
renee plays as yoshi and nicky as koopa troopa (who the hell knows why just go with it)
renee’s pretty good but doesn’t use any offensive powers to avoid hitting the others
she finishes 5th
nicky is so bad but he has fun anyway
he finishes last
kevin pretends to be disinterested but his competitive nature extends past exy so he quickly gives up and starts shouting at the screen with the others
aaron is legitimately disinterested
allison cheers renee on and tried to grab the controller more than once when renee refuses to use her shells
neil watches intently, transfixed by the colours and lights and sounds
andrew watches neil but pretends to be bored anytime anyone looks their way
when the first race is over kevin grabs a controller from nicky straight away
neil turns to andrew and does his best puppy dog eyes
andrew rolls his eyes but takes renee’s offered controller anyway and mutters ‘104% josten’ under his breath
neil is delighted, he takes matt’s controller and allison switches with dan
allison sticks with her brand and picks princess peach, andrew sticks with his brand and plays as dry bones, neil picks koopa troopa bc he wants to match with andrew (to andrew’s delight annoyance)
kevin spends forever trying to choose a character
in the end he settles for bowser bc he thinks it’ll be easier to shove people out of the way as bowser
they randomise the races and of course rainbow road comes up
allison groans bc she knows what this means
nicky who was practically hyperventilating at the image of andrew minyard playing mario kart squeals and starts giggling like a maniac
neil’s confused
the race starts and straight away kevin falls off the track and shouts in frustration
neil and allison are about midway in the field but are struggling to stay on course
but andrew
andrew is in first and it doesn’t look like that’s going to be changing anytime soon
they get to the final lap, kevin is pretty much about to throw his controller at the screen as he falls off again and is so far behind that he’s been lapped by andrew already
allison is just in front of him and has taken to getting as many shells as possible and firing them his way to her amusement
neil is second having got the hang of the controls and andrew’s still winning
in fact, andrew has already finished, thrown the controller at nicky who sits dumbfounded at what he just witnessed and walked back to the beanbag he and neil were sat on
renee is still cheering for allison as neil finishes
kevin gets timed out before he can finish the last lap, throws the controller on the floor and walks out muttering something about broken hands and unfair advantages and how he can’t believe he got the same position as hemmick
neil never doubted andrew, i mean, for god’s sake people he drives a maserati, has a photographic memory and plays goalkeeper. if anyone’s going to be good with his hands it’s going to be andrew
as neil knows
anyway from then on the wii becomes a regular installment at game night to kevin’s absolute horror
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We Maybe Quarantined, but Our Character is Not: What We Do When No One is Looking
While quarantine has deprived many of us of our routines, our social outlets, our familiar ways of getting through the day, it has provided us with something surprising: a window into people’s character. Often, it takes a while to get an idea of a person’s character. Different from personality (introvert vs. extrovert) or temperament (easy vs. slow to warm up), character is more about a person’s values, their morality.
During the last couple of weeks providing psychotherapy for clients navigating the changing world and the realities of quarantine, I have heard people describe situations where they feel resentment, anger, and judgement towards their peers who are breaking the quarantine. I am hearing stories about people who have been casually dating, getting to know one another, and then – they get the text. A couple of weeks ago it was, “Want to meet for a drink?” After bars and restaurants closed it became, “Want to come over?” Then the struggle begins…Yes! I want to go out, be around people, flirt, feel alive! Yes! I want to come over, scratch this itch (being quarantined is causing involuntary celibacy for singles)! No! I feel so irresponsible. I can’t put others at risk! What if everyone did what I am doing? Resist! I need to do my part and hope everyone else does too. What kind of person am I?
There it is. The classic dilemma: give in to my urge or listen to my conscience. But what if no one knew? (Except me, my hook-up, and my therapist?)
Can I live with that?
For many the answer is a resounding NO. I am hearing stories about people who are getting a glimpse of someone’s character. Someone they might have considered dating exclusively until they see a post of them at a happy hour or gathering IRL with friends in someone’s apartment, or even pushing too hard to come over and relieve that sexual tension. And they aren’t liking what they see.
In a recent virtual session, an astute client said: “What do we do when no one else is looking?”
The answer is: we reveal our character. Or according to Freud, our Ego strength.
Ego strength is how well we balance our internal drives or urges (to go out with friends or meet up with that cutie from Hinge) with the expectations of society and with our own ideas about how we should be. The Ego negotiates between the urges that come from inside ourselves, which Freud called our Id, and the expectations that usually have their origins outside ourselves (society, family), which he called the Superego.
The strength of the Ego lies in how well these opposing forces can be managed in a realistic way, which means without using some kind of defense like denial or minimizing to make it easier on the Ego. It would play out this way:
Id says: @dogparkboy keeps texting me to come over. I’m going. I NEEEEED this!
Superego says: Ugh, but what about social distancing and the whole reason why I’ve been staying home and feeling like I’m going to crawl up the wall!
Defensive Ego says: He isn’t sick so I won’t get sick and all these reports about asymptomatic people getting other people sick are exaggerated (minimizing the risk) so I can go over there and it will be fine. I’m totally not being irresponsible (denial!).
When our Ego is doing its job effectively, the quarantine scenario might play out this way:
Id says: I don’t think I can stay in this apartment if I get another text from @dogparkboy asking me to come over and pet his puppy. It’s too much. I’ve been cooped up in here with my Zoom yoga for too long. I’m human after all!
Superego says: NO way. I am a responsible person, I care about humanity. I need to set an example for other people to help them do what’s right. I need to feel like I am a good person and I can do that if I follow the rules as delineated by the CDC and Mayor Bowser. What would my grandmother think!
Ego says: This is tough. These urges are strong and hard to resist. I think I need to try not to act in the moment in a way I’ll regret and then feel really guilty for a long time. What if I just make a frisky phone call to @dogparkboy and try to imagine life post-quarantine?
Not only do we feel a certain way about ourselves when our Ego gets worn down and our Id wins out, but in this new world order, our friends and potential dates feel that way about us too. The stakes are high these days and emotions are running high as well. It’s hard in there (since we’re not OUT there).
Thank you, everyone out there battling with their Id.
Author: Emily West, LICSW
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SUPER SMASH BROS. UNIVERSE Part 1, Chapter 5: Hot tea in the Chai Kingdom
IN THE OUTSKIRTS OF SARASALAND…
Mario and the others approach the first kingdom, Birabuto. Princess Daisy resides in the Chai Kingdom which is in the center of Sarasaland. It is easy to get through Birabuto because all of the guards know Mario and the others. The way Sarasaland is constructed is in the middle is the Chai kingdom. Then on the south side is Birabuto Kingdom, then to the northwest is Muda, and to the northeast is Easton.
As they approach the entryway to the Birabuto Kingdom they don’t see any guards. Typically, they are stationed at the front archway. Luigi looks at the tall pillars of the archway, he peers into the eyes of the sphynx statue. He can’t help but fear that there is something wrong. The earthquake must’ve changed Sarasaland in some way like it did with everything else. As they continue along, the kingdom remains oddly silent. The desert wind whispers in their ears.
pfft!
Luigi turns around thinking he heard something. It seemed like a scoff of dirt. The others continue to walk so Luigi feels pressure to do so. As the building draw nearer and the wind increases the kingdom becomes more deserted. At the edge of Birabuto the buildings are lost. Many are collapsed or falling apart as the wind pushes them. Luigi is nervous. There is more places for people to hide, if they were watching them.
“Where is everybody?” Luigi asks.
“Must’ve been damage from the shift,” Mario adds.  
While walking through the sandy streets, the wreckage becomes overpowering. Captain Toad and Toadette unpack their gear for climbing equipment. Now the group has to navigate around the clutter of demolished buildings and asbestos. Donkey Kong maneuvers through the buildings to get a vantage point. It is desert and ruin until the Chai Kingdom.
The wind picks up because of all the buildings and slows the group down. They hear something rumbling nearby. A collapsing building is within eyesight. Donkey Kong manages to scoop Toad and Toadette before he hides in a building. Mario grabs Peach and hides behind a piece of rubble. Luigi and the lumas rush for cover. A wave of sand breathes through the air from the crumble of the large building. Mario and Peach start coughing from the dust. They dust doesn’t stop and neither does their cough. Mario begins to get flustered, how will he get proper air? He starts to reach for whatever air he can get.
It isn’t long until the dust settles and they can breathe properly again. They regroup in the open space of Birabuto. They are all exhausted from travel and want nothing but to rest. The Chai Kingdom can be walked to before the sun sets so there is no point of resting now. Soon enough they will get to the Sarasaland capital.
“Can we have a moment for lunch?” Peach protests. Truthfully, everyone is glad she said it. No one was going to admit it themselves. DK unpacked all the food from his gear. Peach struggled to eat the canned food but by now she had grown comfortable to it. Donkey Kong was used to eating bananas but found a new found love for canned food as well. He would jump from excitement and then lick the can clean.
Lunch made the group feel a bit better. They welcomed any energy they could muster. Scaling the buildings would be a difficult and tedious task. As they began traveling to the edge of Birabuto, Luigi couldn’t help but worry. Mario had grown used to ignoring his brother’s qualms about things.
ARRG!
Donkey Kong’s screech could be heard throughout the open desert. Luigi and the other’s look behind them to see Donkey Kong being ambushed. Mario couldn’t identify what was attacking DK. Mario rushes to help DK but notices the sharp end of a spear pointing at him from a distance. He stops to see more and more of the same creatures holding spears. Hundreds of tan pear-shaped warriors surround them. The horde of enemies start to escort the group to the Chai Kingdom.
LATER AT THE CHAI KINGDOM…
The horde has reached the entrance of the Chai Kingdom. The gate is a large tall mass with the Sarasaland pyramid emblem. The roof is bamboo with gold statues of sphynx. Just by the sound Mario can tell that it is nothing like what remained of Birabuto. The big gates open to a booming city where other tan pears walk through the streets. The buildings are just a bit shorter than the gate but share the same stylistic qualities. The streets are narrow and the buildings only separate by blocks. As the horde walks along the streets the world stops. The Sarasaland civilians move out of the way as the horde moves throughout the city.
The capital building towers before them. It is protected by steel walls and spikes. But despite this it is decorated with more golden sphynx and a gold trim. As they enter it Mario peers around to his friends. Donkey Kong is angry, Luigi is terrified, and Peach is helpless. Mario is comforted by the lumas.
The horde brings them into the great hall of the Chai capital. Daisy’s emblem, which used to decorate the walls is now gone. At the head of the hall a fat duck dressed in jewels sits on the regal chair. The horde opens up for the king to speak to Mario.
“I see you’ve gotten to know my weedle dee army!” the king boasts. “Now who are you?”
“The King and Queen of the Mushroom Kingdom” Mario answers.
“Is this true my Queen?” the King references Daisy, who up until now quietly sat next to the king.
“Yes, they are my friends,” Daisy says quietly. Luigi is in shock, he had never known Daisy to be quiet.
“Well then a friend of my Queen is a friend of mine! I am King Dedede.” The king lends out a hand to Mario.
“QUEEEENN?” Luigi is shocked.
“Look, I’m sorry for the fuss, let’s have some tea. But before we do that…get this beast out of here,” Dedede points to Donkey Kong. DK fights against all of the weedle dees. Mario urges him not to, but Donkey Kong ignores him. King Dedede leads the rest of the group into a room off the great hall. “Don’t worry, my weedle dee army will make sure he is safe.”
King Dedede leads the group into a hallway with tall ceilings. The walls are a dark brown color, but it is decorated with commemorative paintings of Sarasaland’s history. The painting has a gold frame that matches the carpets and the ceiling trim. On the ceiling again, is an intricate portrait of a Sarasaland legend. Dedede opens one of the iron doors, which is also decorated with gold imperial trellis.
Inside is another room with high ceilings. The walls are a velvet green with the same gold trim. Instead of paintings there are mirrors around to give the room a less empty feel. King Dedede leads everyone to a side door, Daisy grabs Peach’s arm to stop her. Only Dedede and Mario go into the room. The door closes behind them.
“Daisy, what’s happened?” Peach whispers.
Daisy looks at the waddle dee guard at the door. “Leave us.” The guard closes the door behind it. As the door latches Daisy’s mood changes completely, she is furious. “I don’t know what happened?” Daisy claims. “I was coming back from your wedding and there was an earthquake. We were just on the outskirts of Sarasaland when I saw Birabuto get destroyed. When we got into town this King Dedede was already here. The people had already accepted him, they thought I died!”
“So did we!” Peach says. “What happened to your luma?”
“When we were traveling through Birabuto is passed away.”
“I’m sorry Daisy,” Peach touches Daisy’s arm, she pulls it away.
“This guy is a weirdo!”
“So…then this dodo guy married you?” Luigi asks, looking like a beaten puppy.
“Yeah did you see his army? I didn’t have a choice!” Daisy is pacing. “Who knows what he is capable of!”
“We will sort something out, we have a plan,” Peach claims.
“This better be some good plan!”
“Hey Daisy, here if what we know,” Captain Toad starts. “Apparently, there was some sort of cosmic event, a big shift happened. The Mushroom Kingdom is flooded, the Kongo Jungle is cut in half, nearly everything is the world has been replaced by something else.”
“And King Dedede might be part of that something else,” Daisy suggests.
“Right,” Captain Toad confirms.
“That’s why you’re all here, the Mushroom Kingodm flooded?” Daisy asks.
“All that is left is us and the few stuck on the Space Observatory,” Peach describes.
“Queen Daisy, we’re gonna need you to talk to King dodo and get some information on him,” Captain Toad insists. “Can ya do that?”
“Of course.”
In the room next door Mario and King Dedede are a distance from each other but talk sternly. Dedede has his arms crossed behind him. He is skeptical. Mario feels as intimidated as ever while Dedede peers at him.
“So why are you here King Mario of the Mushroom Kingdom?” King Dedede slithers.
“We decided to come visit our dear friend Princess Daisy,” Mario says.
“That’s Queen Daisy, we’re married…remember,” Dedede says with a smirk.
“Well we wanted to visit her and uh, we were surprised to see you!” Mario says.
“Yes, I happened to stumble on this place by accident!” King Dedede says. “My army and I were traveling across the desert when we heard a rumbling and saw Sarasaland crumbling in front of us. We went to investigate and helped out around here.”
“Really?”
“Yes, when I got here my wife was gone,” King Dedede describes. “The rest of the kingdom thought she died. Then she returned all bloody and bruised.”
“Hmm, and then you married her?” Mario is surprised.
“Yes, I felt like I had to!” Dedede claims.
“I understand,” Mario says. “Thank you for helping out around here.”
“Sure thing!” King Dedede says. “And stay here as long as you’d like!” King Dedede has his arm around Mario’s shoulder. They walk together to greet the others. King Dedede shows everyone to their rooms so they can get settled, then invites them to dinner.
MEANWHILE AT BOWSER’S KINGDOM…
Birdo is on top of the south east mountains overlooking the kingdom. She watches as an airship lands in the main courtyard of the castle. She looks around at the other destruction and fire that was caused by the rebellion. Birdo is sad to see her home in shambles. She turns away from the destruction and continues on her path. She has a nap sack full of supplies for her adventure. But she can’t seem to leave her home. Birdo turns back around and flies to the castle.
At Bowser’s Castle, Bowser Jr., Iggy, and Morton arrive. They see warriors fighting each other, explosions destroying homes, and people running from the chaos. The castle is in shambles. Parts of the roof are missing and some of the strong iron walls are falling apart. The big green spiked doors have fallen off their hinges and lay in the courtyard. The koopalings walk inside of the castle to the great hall.
“Yoo! This place is off the wall Junior!” Iggy says as he pounces on some of the rubble.
“Iggy! Calm down,” Morton growls. “Junior, we gonna go out there and fight?”
“No,” Bowser Jr. says. “I’m gonna let them come to us!”
“Bowser Jr.!” King Boo cackles. Iggy snaps and gets his wand ready. “Where’s your father?”
“He sent me to handle this,” Junior responds. King Boo appears from the shadows with Tass by his side. “Who’s that with you?”
“I am Tass, King Boo’s lieutenant.” Tass introduces.
“Hello boys!” Birdo calls from the front entrance. “I’m Birdo in case you were wondering.”
“Birdo!” Tass is surprised. “I thought you were leaving the kingdom!”
“No,” Birdo claims. “I’m here to fight for my home.”
“Ahhh, NOW you want to be loyal to your kingdom! Perfect timing,” Iggy taunts.
“Quiet Iggy,” Morton growls. “Junior wants to settle this.”
“Then settle this Junior!” Birdo calls.
“Pull back your troops, King Boo!” Junior demands.
King Boo laughs. “It won’t be that easy Junior! We have demands as well!”
“Let’s here ‘em!” Junior says.
“We want you to rule Bowser’s Kingdom,” King Boo states. Birdo, Morton, and Iggy are shocked at this remark. “The Koopa King has his priorities elsewhere. And we wouldn’t like to see this place turn into ash. Someone should rule Bowser’s Kingdom with their full attention!” King Boo waits for Junior to say something…nothing. “And if you won’t, I WILL!”
Junior thinks for a moment. Iggy and Morton stare at him for a response. King Boo is fearless. Tass is eager to see what Junior says. Birdo is shocked at the whole instance. Bombs and screams can be heard from outside the castle. “I will pull back my troops.”
“And so will I,” King Boo responds.
“But I will need to talk to papa before anything can be official,” Bowser Jr. warns. “Morton, Iggy call off the troops.”
“But Junior!” Iggy protests.
“Iggy!” Junior yells. “Call off the troops!”
AT TEA TIME IN THE CHAI CAPTIAL…
The candles dimly light the tall dining room. The floors are a dark gray stone that reflects every light that hits its surface. The Chai Kingdom signature gold trim outlines the room. The mural on the walls is of a ginormous feast; the nobility zealous over perfectly cooked ham and warm bread. Daisy sits on the right side of the King Dedede at the head of the table. She sits uncomfortably. Her hair is curled into an unnatural loaf and her dress can take the space of two chairs if it wants.
Mario and the others enter the dining room, they try to rush towards Daisy but Peach tells them to back off. Mario sits across from Daisy. Luigi wants to sit next to Daisy but Peach takes the spot instead. Captain Toad and Toadette sit next to Peach. Luigi tries to look at Daisy in the eyes but she stares at the ground instead. He can feel how angry she is by her silence.  
“Hello everyone!” King Dedede boasts. “I’m glad you all could join me for tea.” Dedede sits down at the head of the table and claps his hands twice. Waddle Dee’s come pouring from the tall golden doors with massive servings of different tea. “Our chef has prepared different teas and platters for everyone!”
The waddle dee’s take the lids off of the plates to reveal interesting dishes that the Mario brothers weren’t familiar with. A pungent odor crept into Luigi’s nostrils and almost made him hurl. “First we’ll start with some pickled cappy, bark from the Whispy Woods, steamed blowfish, the beak of emp, and some kracko.” Dedede passes around the servings of the food. Captain Toad forces the pickled cappy in her mouth and washes it down with tea, the others watch in disgust. “Drink up!”
Everyone barely makes it through tea time with Dedede. Afterwards, Daisy is in her chambers because she insists on sleeping in a different room from her new king. She looks out into the balcony. There is a knock on her door. It is Luigi!
“Daisy,” Luigi mutters. Daisy turns around from the balcony. “How are ya doing?”
“I’m worried Luigi,” Daisy admits. “Peach told me that Bowser has taken over the castle! That big turtle never gives up!”
“Yeah,” Luigi seems sad. “I think Mario is going to talk to Dedede tomorrow.”
Daisy laughs. “I preferred it when you called him dodo.”
“I got this for you, before we left the Mushroom Kingdom,” Luigi hands Daisy a picture of them, Mario, and Peach on the wedding day.
“Oh Luigi!” Daisy hugs Luigi. “I love it!” She kisses him on the cheek. Luigi’s face turns bright red.
“Well uh…I should be going!” Luigi quickly scatters towards the door but before he could sneak out-
“Luigi,” Daisy calls. “Thank you.”
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Title Yoshi’s Crafted World Developer Good-Feel Publisher Nintendo Release Date March 29th, 2019 Genre Platformer Platform Nintendo Switch Age Rating E for Everyone – Mild Cartoon Violence Official Website
Sometimes we’re hardest on those things we love. I absolutely love Yoshi, as I have since the release of Yoshi’s Island. Which brings us to today’s review of Yoshi’s Crafted World. No matter how hard I try, I always feel compelled to compare each new Yoshi release not only to the one which preceded it, but the one that started it all. Which sets an awfully high bar, since no game has eclipsed the original, though Woolly World came the closest. But before we start comparing apples to delicious apples, it’s only fair to cover what Yoshi’s Crafted World does well, before we tackle what it does wrong.
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Much like every other Yoshi game, Crafted World’s plot is the least important part of it. But that doesn’t mean it doesn’t have its high points. Sure the premise is the same “Kamek does something bad, Yoshis go to stop him and Baby Bowser”, but the way it is executed has some charm. There’s adorable cutscenes that show the baddies scheming, as well as some almost claymation style sequences right before boss fights. As soon as you understand there is no mystery here, just a two dimensional motivation to get going, you’ll enjoy the game a lot more. And while the premise is certainly simple, there’s an air of childlike wonder to it all that makes it enjoyable for gamers young and old alike. In this game, Kamek steals the wish-granting Sundream Stone that, for some inexplicable reason, was left in the care of the Yoshis. Or rather, Kamek tries to steal it, and the resulting tumult sends the stones set into the artifact flying. Whoever can collect them and put the artifact back together first will be granted a wish, and you can bet Baby Bowser’s demands aren’t healthy. Thus, you pick your flavor of Yoshi and get started on this adventure.
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As far as how the game controls, it’s pretty much what you expect. You can flutter jump, aim, ground pound and eat enemies to make eggs. I appreciated that there were a variety of control options, since the initial setup wasn’t what I wanted. Instead, I picked one that more closely resembled what I remembered from Yoshi’s Island. They really simplified the aiming, and instead of the reticule bouncing back and forth, it will just aim in whatever direction you want. You can still bounce eggs off things, you just will rarely have occasion to.
As a tried and true Yoshi fan, I went with Type B controls.
Like Woolly World before it, Crafted World is arranged with a distinct visual flair. Instead of yarn, this one is mostly about paper crafts, though there’s a huge variety of other influences. There are bouncing origami flowers, springy macaroons, giant magnetic soda cans and much more besides. In a weird way, aesthetically this almost reminds me of some of the Chibi-Robo games, with real world items making up strange landscapes. It’s all delightful to look at, especially since Good-Feel did their level best to make no two worlds the same, meaning there’s a ton of visual level variety.
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Another way this apes its predecessor is that the levels are incredibly content dense. Besides finding all the Flowers, Red Coins and Heart pieces to 100% a level, they also have other ways to stretch out your playtime. And trust me, it can take a while just to find all those. Most levels I couldn’t find everything the first try, and many I’m still missing stuff after exploring them multiple times. You’ll also be able to play the flip side of stages, which is essentially just playing them in reverse. Though it’s cool to see the stages from another angle, thankfully they added something to make them a little more interesting. That special sauce are the Poochy Pups. Yoshi’s loyal hound has always been entertaining, but their puppies are even crazier. The little psychos run wild at the start of the flip side stages, and your goal is to find them all in a specific time frame in order to get rewarded with more Flowers. You have to find them and then hit them with an egg to make them follow you. Better yet, once they do, they act as a sort of infinite egg, and once tossed will boomerang back to you. As if that wasn’t adorable enough, when you flutter jump, they will hover as their little tails wag furiously.
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Lastly, the other aspect that makes each stage a lot more extensive than you’d expect are the Souvenir hunts. You’ll come across these strange cardboard robots whenever you unlock a stage, and afterwards, they’ll have you find carefully hidden crafts in stages. Though these are optional, once you find them, you’ll be rewarded with even more Flowers. By now you’re probably wondering why you keep getting rewarded with Flowers. The good news is, they actually serve a purpose. They unlock stages, and the farther you get, the more you’ll need. I actually liked this feature, since I hate when you are forced to collect a bunch of items for no real reason in other games. Having said that, I wish getting all the Red Coins did something other than give me more Flowers. I would have loved if they unlocked extra stages or something similar.
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While the general flow of the game is play a stage, get Flowers, unlock more stages, rinse and repeat, there are some elements that keep things fresh. There are what I call event stages. They all have some gimmick and a set point goal you’re trying to reach in a limited time frame. A good example is the Go-Go Yoshi stage, where you climb into a cardboard mega Yoshi and try and break everything in sight with a giant fist. Another is when you pilot a plane by running up and down its length, or guide a solar powered car by steering it into beams of sunlight. These are all good fun, and fairly challenging to boot. I’m glad they are there to keep things interesting, though perhaps the game could have used a few more of them.
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One way Crafted World improves upon Woolly is with their boss fights. Unlike in Woolly World, here you never face the same boss more than once. Each encounter, whether against a main boss or mini boss, is totally unique, and challenging enough that you can’t get too cocky. Some of them are new takes on classic foes, like a giant Piranha Plant, but some are very unique and highly enjoyable. My personal favorite is the Gator Train, but the final boss also gives the one from the original Yoshi’s Island a run for their money. I just wish there were more boss fights, since in the SNES original there were a ton of them, and here there are only 5. That said, I’d rather have less bosses than rehash or uninspired battles. But with that in mind, I absolutely miss the Castle and Fort stages. Those did a great job of building up the tension until you reach the boss fight, whereas here, each boss fight is just its own stage that you unlock.
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Visually speaking, this is a wonderful game and is dripping with creativity. There’s a lot of small moments of genius here, and each level is utterly packed with things to admire. My personal favorites were the Rumble Jungle, Ninjarama and Shadowville stages. One of which includes the first survival horror level I’ve ever played in a Yoshi game. And though I didn’t use them much, the many costumes you can unlock with coins in the game are a treat, especially the weird stuff like Cow Yoshi. One of my favorite parts visually were the cutscenes that occur when Kamek uses his magic to make each boss. These are totally trippy and I highly approve of them. Musically, Crafted World takes a hit. Much like in the last Good-Feel game, here the music is overly mellow and frankly underwhelming. There’s some variety, such as the music in the haunted mansion and ninja stages, but I just wanted a bit more punch. Seeing as how the original game had a bunch of wonderful tunes, I almost wish Good-Feel would just focus on the visual side and hire another team to do their music. Thankfully, the sound effects are all pitch perfect, which helps ease my frustration.
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Thus far I’ve been mostly sticking to the positive stuff, but now I have to cover areas I felt the game could have improved. One involves the gameplay variety, which was overall a bit disappointing. I say that because mechanically speaking, Yoshi’s Crafted World feels a lot less innovative than Woolly World. In that game, there was constantly something crazy happening. Here they mostly play it safe, other than with the visual style. And while I do love the classic Yoshi’s Island mechanics, that game was also known for being very innovative and not resting on its laurels. In many ways, I feel Good-Feel played it safe with Crafted World. Sure, there’s lots of stuff to do, but doing it is mostly the same, and can start to feel repetitive. This goes double when you’re trying to grind through levels to find everything, which really takes a lot of the charm out of it. I don’t mind finding the basic stuff, but going through the same stage for the umpteenth time to find a deviously hidden souvenir started to wear on me.
Another minor frustration is with the egg toss aiming. Since each stage is 3D, even in 2D looking sections, aiming can be a challenge. You’ll be aiming down and might instead hit something in the foreground. This wasn’t game breaking by any means, but it was really irritating in the faster paced moving sections. More of a problem, at least for me, is that I really wanted more to unlock. Sure, each stage is dense, but besides what I’ve already mentioned, the only other things you unlock happen after you beat the game. You unlock a series of stages called the Hidden Hills, and it’s no exaggeration that these are brutally hard platforming challenges. Other than that, you’ll unlock a hide and seek character that will show up in every stage and challenges for boss battles, and that’s it. I really wanted something more, though to be fair we didn’t get much more in Woolly World.
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In the end, I did enjoy Yoshi’s Crafted World, though that was never really in doubt. But unfortunately, in many ways Yoshi’s Crafted World felt like a step back from Woolly World, which in many ways felt like the better game. It’s far from bad, and even is challenging enough that I died a handful of times, but it just felt like it was playing things too safe. It might be better if I had tried the two player mode, though I tend to doubt that would have influenced me much. For $59.99, I do feel you’ll get your money’s worth, as I easily spent 10 hours beating it and many more trying to unlock everything. But your mileage may vary for how motivated you feel to unlock everything the game has to offer. If you’re a fan of Yoshi, I’d say it’s worth buying, but if not, you may want to try another Switch platformer.
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One woman's creative solution to help homeless senior dogs live out their golden years.
This is Jack, a 13-year-old Jack Russell terrier.  
Jack and his friend Penny at Silver Muzzle Cottage. Image via Silver Muzzle Cottage. All images used with permission.
His owner gave him up to a shelter. At first, it seemed like he was lucky: He was adopted that very same day.
But 48 hours later, his new family returned him because he had some medical issues they didn't want to deal with.
He was homeless — that is, until Silver Muzzle Cottage took him in.
Kim Skarritt-Nelson created Silver Muzzle Cottage after realizing just how many old dogs were in shelters waiting for new homes.
She ran Bowsers by the Bay, a dog boarding and social rehab facility, and through her work, she had connected with a few local rescues on social media.
"I started seeing that there were a lot of these really old dogs needing homes and I didn't understand that at all," she says. "It was a concept that I just couldn’t grasp. Why would a 14-year-old dog need a new home?"
Kim Skarritt-Nelson with her dog Kia. Image via Kim Skarritt-Nelson.
Some of these dogs had lived their whole lives with a person, but when their owner died, they had nowhere to go and no one to take them.
Others, like Jack, had been relinquished to shelters by owners who didn't want to — or couldn't — care for them anymore. Others still were found as strays, like Penny, abandoned along a road somewhere.
Penny was found as a stray. She is believed to be 11 years old and is awaiting her forever home at Silver Muzzle Cottage. Image via Silver Muzzle Cottage.
People usually want a puppy or at least a young dog when they decide to bring a dog home, and that's why those are the ones that almost always go home first. Old or sick dogs can spend years waiting for a new home — or even be euthanized in overcrowded shelters.
It bothered Skarritt-Nelson that these older dogs had nowhere to go to live out their remaining life with love and dignity. So she renovated one of the buildings on the Bowsers by the Bay property, converting it into a living space for dogs — complete with couches, pillows, and even a fake fireplace so that it resembles a home instead of a traditional shelter — and officially opened Silver Muzzle Cottage, a rescue and hospice for homeless senior dogs.
The interior of Silver Muzzle Cottage looks more like the living room of a house than it does a dog shelter.  Image via Kim Skarritt-Nelson.  
It is the only organization of its kind in her state and one of a few in the country, according to the Detroit Free Press. Even by animal rescue standards, Silver Muzzle is a very different kind of refuge.
Since it opened its doors two years ago, Silver Muzzle Cottage has helped more than 70 senior or sick dogs in Michigan.
"Once word got out what we were doing, we were getting 15-20 calls a day initially," she says. "Then it tapered off to 15-20 a week."
Jack and Petey, two of the current residents at Silver Muzzle Cottage. Image via Silver Muzzle Cottage.
When they get a call, they screen them to make sure the dogs meet their age requirements and, if possible, try to place the dog in a home first. Some of those dogs do better in the quiet of a home with a family, she says.
If not, the dogs come to the cottage to await adoption. Some, like the 140-pound great dane-mastiff mix named Mongo, will simply live out the remainder of their lives at Silver Muzzle Cottage.
Mongo's owner relinquished him to Silver Muzzle Cottage on the condition that he stay at the cottage and not be adopted. He is 8, which is considered senior for such a large dog. Image via Kim Skarritt-Nelson.
"Just in case they never find a home, they will always have a home here with me," says Skarritt-Nelson.
Today, seven dogs live at Silver Muzzle Cottage, including Mongo and their newest arrival, Felix.
Felix's owner recently died, but with the help of Silver Muzzle Cottage, he's hoping to have a new home soon. Image via Silver Muzzle Cottage.
The dogs are never alone at the cottage, thanks to a group of volunteers. "We ask the volunteers to help us give these dogs a life that they may never have had," says Skarritt-Nelson. "So that may include taking them down to the beach and letting them play on the beach, taking them for walks in the woods, getting them out and socializing with people in the community."
The senior dogs also visit local nursing care facilities and spend time with the residents.
One of the Silver Muzzle Cottage dogs visiting a local nursing care facility as part of the rescue's "Seniors for Seniors" program. Image via Kim Skarritt-Nelson.
They spend the rest of their time snuggling and playing with the other dogs or hanging out with Skarritt-Nelson.
In fact, to take the extra step in making sure the dogs are never alone and never caged, she made the cottage her home too by moving into a small room at the corner of the house with her own three dogs.
She hopes she can continue to grow her network of volunteers and supporters so Silver Muzzle Cottage can expand and welcome more older dogs. Helping these senior dogs is her way of giving back to them — of recognizing that they once gave their lives to someone or a family, and that it's not their fault they are homeless now. Silver Muzzle Cottage is her creative way to help these dogs.
A little girl reading to one of Silver Muzzle Cottage's senior dogs. Image via Kim Skarritt-Nelson.
"The whole focus for us is making sure that the dog leaves this world with somebody, that they don't die alone, and to make sure that they know that when they left this world, they had somebody — somebody loved them, they mattered to somebody."
Want to volunteer or help Silver Muzzle Cottage in some other way?  Reach out to them via their Facebook page for more information.
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socialviralnews · 7 years
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One woman's creative solution to help homeless senior dogs live out their golden years.
This is Jack, a 13-year-old Jack Russell terrier.  
Jack and his friend Penny at Silver Muzzle Cottage. Image via Silver Muzzle Cottage. All images used with permission.
His owner gave him up to a shelter. At first, it seemed like he was lucky: He was adopted that very same day.
But 48 hours later, his new family returned him because he had some medical issues they didn't want to deal with.
He was homeless — that is, until Silver Muzzle Cottage took him in.
Kim Skarritt-Nelson created Silver Muzzle Cottage after realizing just how many old dogs were in shelters waiting for new homes.
She ran Bowsers by the Bay, a dog boarding and social rehab facility, and through her work, she had connected with a few local rescues on social media.
"I started seeing that there were a lot of these really old dogs needing homes and I didn't understand that at all," she says. "It was a concept that I just couldn’t grasp. Why would a 14-year-old dog need a new home?"
Kim Skarritt-Nelson with her dog Kia. Image via Kim Skarritt-Nelson.
Some of these dogs had lived their whole lives with a person, but when their owner died, they had nowhere to go and no one to take them.
Others, like Jack, had been relinquished to shelters by owners who didn't want to — or couldn't — care for them anymore. Others still were found as strays, like Penny, abandoned along a road somewhere.
Penny was found as a stray. She is believed to be 11 years old and is awaiting her forever home at Silver Muzzle Cottage. Image via Silver Muzzle Cottage.
People usually want a puppy or at least a young dog when they decide to bring a dog home, and that's why those are the ones that almost always go home first. Old or sick dogs can spend years waiting for a new home — or even be euthanized in overcrowded shelters.
It bothered Skarritt-Nelson that these older dogs had nowhere to go to live out their remaining life with love and dignity. So she renovated one of the buildings on the Bowsers by the Bay property, converting it into a living space for dogs — complete with couches, pillows, and even a fake fireplace so that it resembles a home instead of a traditional shelter — and officially opened Silver Muzzle Cottage, a rescue and hospice for homeless senior dogs.
The interior of Silver Muzzle Cottage looks more like the living room of a house than it does a dog shelter.  Image via Kim Skarritt-Nelson.  
It is the only organization of its kind in her state and one of a few in the country, according to the Detroit Free Press. Even by animal rescue standards, Silver Muzzle is a very different kind of refuge.
Since it opened its doors two years ago, Silver Muzzle Cottage has helped more than 70 senior or sick dogs in Michigan.
"Once word got out what we were doing, we were getting 15-20 calls a day initially," she says. "Then it tapered off to 15-20 a week."
Jack and Petey, two of the current residents at Silver Muzzle Cottage. Image via Silver Muzzle Cottage.
When they get a call, they screen them to make sure the dogs meet their age requirements and, if possible, try to place the dog in a home first. Some of those dogs do better in the quiet of a home with a family, she says.
If not, the dogs come to the cottage to await adoption. Some, like the 140-pound great dane-mastiff mix named Mongo, will simply live out the remainder of their lives at Silver Muzzle Cottage.
Mongo's owner relinquished him to Silver Muzzle Cottage on the condition that he stay at the cottage and not be adopted. He is 8, which is considered senior for such a large dog. Image via Kim Skarritt-Nelson.
"Just in case they never find a home, they will always have a home here with me," says Skarritt-Nelson.
Today, seven dogs live at Silver Muzzle Cottage, including Mongo and their newest arrival, Felix.
Felix's owner recently died, but with the help of Silver Muzzle Cottage, he's hoping to have a new home soon. Image via Silver Muzzle Cottage.
The dogs are never alone at the cottage, thanks to a group of volunteers. "We ask the volunteers to help us give these dogs a life that they may never have had," says Skarritt-Nelson. "So that may include taking them down to the beach and letting them play on the beach, taking them for walks in the woods, getting them out and socializing with people in the community."
The senior dogs also visit local nursing care facilities and spend time with the residents.
One of the Silver Muzzle Cottage dogs visiting a local nursing care facility as part of the rescue's "Seniors for Seniors" program. Image via Kim Skarritt-Nelson.
They spend the rest of their time snuggling and playing with the other dogs or hanging out with Skarritt-Nelson.
In fact, to take the extra step in making sure the dogs are never alone and never caged, she made the cottage her home too by moving into a small room at the corner of the house with her own three dogs.
She hopes she can continue to grow her network of volunteers and supporters so Silver Muzzle Cottage can expand and welcome more older dogs. Helping these senior dogs is her way of giving back to them — of recognizing that they once gave their lives to someone or a family, and that it's not their fault they are homeless now. Silver Muzzle Cottage is her creative way to help these dogs.
A little girl reading to one of Silver Muzzle Cottage's senior dogs. Image via Kim Skarritt-Nelson.
"The whole focus for us is making sure that the dog leaves this world with somebody, that they don't die alone, and to make sure that they know that when they left this world, they had somebody — somebody loved them, they mattered to somebody."
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Nate and Dave Ch. 11
It’s been a while.
…Not a very long while, though. It was just a week ago or so when I lost my virginity to a werewolf. Who just happens to be my soulmate. And thus, has to obey everything I say.
Neat.
Getting up from my bed was always a hard task for me. And that sounded way sadder than I intended. Point is, school starts in like half an hour and I’m still not even up. I was, of course, doing this on purpose.
I’m not that eager to go to school, but it’s my responsibility and I respect that. I was just having a little experiment though.
The sound of an indistinguishable car parking in front of my house, some heavy footsteps later, a knock on my door. I had opened my window, so I could hear everything that went down as he opened the front door and ran up the stairs.
A few moments later, Dave the jock entered my room and closed the door behind him. “Why ya still in bed?”
Everything fell into place. “Bed gravity is killing me right now, barely want to move” I excused myself, but I did wonder if Dave knew that I was waiting for him to notice I didn’t answer his daily [Mornin, my love<3], and feigned being late to school to make him come over.
I mean, I didn’t intend on making him come over, I just wanted to see how he would react to it. Dave was usually pretty pending on what I’m doing, and wants to take part to make sure we spend lots of time together.
It’s cute and scary at the same time, things that happen when a werewolf just so happens to see you as their soulmate.
“Ditchin’ school? Is it just me or you suddenly become way more attractive?” He dropped his bag on the floor and pushed me against the wall to make room for himself, then climbed on the bed and lied down beside me.
“Wait, we’re not ditching school. I mean, it does sound good, but we still have to—” He interrupted me. Dave liked to do this when I’m about to bring something up that will probably ruin the moment, it was a good life-saver. He invaded my mouth with his tongue, while trying to remain as gentle as always.
I could tell that wasn’t an easy task for him, but he tried his best and it really showed.
Sadly, I had to pull him off. “Wait, we gotta head to class, I don’t want to be late and you’re doing great progress lately.”
“Huh, y’think so?” Dave mumbled, trying to get closer again but I gently pushed him back. I was tempted to just stay in bed and cuddle with him all morning, but if I wanted to help him become a better guy at the end, I should give the example too.
“I legit think Ms. Porter will cry with joy if you actually finish that book for her essay.” I replied, kissing his cheek before passing over him and leaving the bed.
I think I helped him a lot at school, not only with his shitty behavior but also with his studies. Dave wanted to be a good guy for me, because I didn’t trust him before with all his shitty hot-headed attitude.
…He still had it. But he tried to be nicer.
“Hmm… I’m up for it, that bitch’s made my last year a nightmare. Tryna make me do extra essays n’ stuff” I would let that slide, because everyone hated Ms. Porter. She did give everyone a lot of essays. I’m okay with it, I enjoy reading, but even those books aren’t that interesting.
Dave got up from my bed, and passed a hand over his hair. I noticed it was a bit brighter than usual. It wasn’t combed, but he seemed to have it stylized with gel to be a bit spikier, in contrast to his usually short, wavy and parted to the left style.
“Well… I didn’t even shower yet but—”
But the werewolf was already determined. “No shit, bro. We’re not going late, that’s what ya just said. C’mon, looking great already, as always” Dave grabbed my bag near my desk, placed it on my back before grabbing his own bag and my hand, pulling me out of my room.
“Hey, I can’t go to school in pajamas- Oh you know what, never mind, I’ve done this before.” I quickly changed my answer mid-speech. I sighed, ‘I’m supposed to be the one in control here and I’m being dragged out of my house. Let’s change that back’ I told myself.
“Dave, I order you to stop,” I said firmly, as we reached the living room. The jock obeyed without hesitation, freezing in place. I couldn’t see his face right now, but I assumed his eyes were a bit zoned out, like they always get when I order him something. “And let go of my hand, if you may.” He obeyed that too, his arms falling to his sides as the werewolf waited for more orders.
Alright, let’s see.
I grabbed a yoghurt cereal bar from the fridge, that would make a good breakfast. I used my reflection at the microwave’s glass door to fix my hair as best as I could, before I decided to walk upstairs and finish the deal brushing my teeth and washing my face.
I checked my clock, we still had quite some time. At least 17 minutes until the first class *actually* started.
I changed my tee into something less pajama-y and my pants for some jeans. Now I was looking appropriate for school, the last thing I needed was being sent to the counselor’s office for having a sudden “Lazy day”.
Believe me, it happened before and it could happen again.
Walking back downstairs while biting a big chunk of the cereal bar, Dave was still frozen in place. I could take a good look at him now, and I liked the view.
The big football player had, as I expected, zoned out eyes and a bit of a dumb smile. He wasn’t wearing the bowser collar I got him, which made sense because we were about to enter school.
A lumberjack buttoned shirt that seemed to cling pretty well to his muscular body, a tank top underneath, and some black joggers. I took a moment to unbutton the top button of his shirt, so his pecs would be a bit more visible. It gave him a cuter look, while also being like “Yo, I’m really muscled”. I chuckled at the little impersonation I just imagined.
“So, uh… you can wake up, I think?” I was still a bit unsure of how this all ‘I control your mind and body’ thing worked, but I was getting the hang of it pretty well!
The zoned out jock blinked a few times before starting to move again. “Oh, hey bro. When did you change clothes? You look stunning as always, huh.” He mumbled, before leaning in to give me a kiss and walking out of the house with a big smile.
He really didn’t care if I controlled him or anything, he would just roll with it. I was sure he actually enjoyed it, he always looks excited when I suggest he do something. Ordering him to do something may just trigger his puppy boy side to make sure I’m happy, maybe? It’s just a theory without any fundamentals.
It’s not like there’s a book about werewolves anyway. Not that I know of, I guess.
Beep! Beeeeeeep!
Dave was now using the car’s horn to make me hurry. I grabbed my bag again and walked out, joining him at his car and receiving yet another amazing kiss.
“I’m sorta sad when we have different classes,” He started, as he drove away from my house and towards the school. He was trying to hurry, but while maintaining the basic driving security measures. Guess the big guy wants to be a responsible driver, huh. “That means less time admiring your handsome face, my love”.
“Aaaand, more time to focus on your studies. You know that I get really proud when you study like a good puppy boy, don’t you?” I was about to caress the back of his ear, but that would have been dangerous. He shouldn’t zone out while driving.
“Yessuh, I’m a good puppy boy!” He beamed up, but remained focus on the road. A few minutes later, we were arriving at the almost-empty parking lot. Dave pulled over and turned off the engine, before pulling me in for one last kiss. This one was particularly longer than the former ones, I loved it.
“A lil’ present, don’t know how I’m gonna survive these shitty classes without you…” He leaned in towards my shoulder, laying on it. I did what I intended to before and caressed his good spot behind his ear. The big guy started panting, tongue lolling out.
“C’mon,” I said, checking my phone with my free hand and stopping the sweet moment. “We’ve got a few minutes left. Gotta go in, puppy boy.” His eyes seemed sad, but he nodded.
Dave grabbed his bag and left the car, and I followed suit.
We hurried to the main building, and I noticed that Dave seemed hesitant about something. His hand was almost touching mine as we walked, but he made sure it was several centimeters apart so nobody would suspect anything.
I always wondered if it was hard for him to keep himself apart from me. I definitely didn’t mind, but we still had things to work out if we wanted this to really end up well.
…Dave hates when I imply that we’re two guys in a relationship, when he’s the one that brought it up and asked me to be his boyfriend. He’s still pretty homophobic, yeah, but he works around it pretty well.
Still considering himself straight isn’t bad, I guess. I’m more worried about the other targets he used to torment. While he’s not a bully anymore, he also wouldn’t lift a finger to stop something from happening right in front of him, except if I’m the one in danger.
It’s not like I want him to be a superhero, and I do find his ‘mean jock’ attitude kind of attractive, (When it doesn’t terrify me, of course.)
“Just before we enter, let me remind ya that you’re the best guy in the universe, my soulmate…” He wanted to lean in for a kiss, but quickly got back on my feet and blushed.
“Good luck today, big guy” I tiptoed and planted a quick kiss on his cheek. “Love you too, by the way.”
Before he could react though and pull me in for a make out session at the school’s gates, I entered the building and headed to my locker. The disappointed but infatuated jock followed behind me, and went to his own locker.
Everyone seemed to be already going to their classes, so I guess I was still safe.
My first class was advanced math, and while it wasn’t that difficult, it wasn’t ideal either.
All the seats were taken already, except the one next to one of my two best friends. Sadly, Dick wasn’t in this class, and Sam didn’t seem happy to see me.
“Coming late to school? That’s a new thing.” He greeted me, as I sat down and took my stuff out of the bag.
“I like to think that I’m not late if the professor hasn’t arrived yet” Speaking of which, I noticed the guy was actually arriving late today. It was like 10 minutes past the class’ start. “Uh… did I miss a text or something? This one’s never late, huh.”
 “No no, don’t summon him just yet. We can fast-forward to a later meeting so we can all go home earlier. That sounds good, yeah” Poor guy, he’s speaking with himself now.
Sam had been elected last year as our council’s president, with a lot of effort and dealing with each of the “cliques” around school.
...And it seemed to be worse than he planned it out to be. You see, one of his promises to get the jocks’ votes was to increase the budget for the sports teams, which included the cheerleaders in the bandwagon.
That sounds cool, but in reality they already had more than enough budget dedicated to them, so we had to start raising funds for future events, or the sports team would eat it all.
Parents with their “bring and sell food for the school” events helped quite a lot, I’ve never been happier to see a random mother bring a plate full of nachos and hot dogs to sell at school.
“So, I’m supposed to ask the whole council about this, but I’d like to lay out my options first…” Sam took The Mighty Notebook from his bag and placed it on the middle of the table, pushing my things aside. ‘How rude!’ I thought, but didn’t give it too much importance.
“A sexy car wash is-” “Out of the question” I interrupted him “This isn’t a teen tv show. We can’t sexualize our football players.”
“Well, you can, you just don’t want to. Anyway… Cake sale?” My friend took a pen and crossed out the ‘sexy car wash’ option.
“People’ll get tired of it if we keep doing those. Parents already sell food at sports games and they’re not exactly rare to see, we have one almost every two weeks.” I hated being the party pooper, but if it helped him pick the right choices… “It can be done, but we can rehash that idea too many times. That’s what I mean.”
“Oooookay” He didn’t cross that one out, but instead added a big “(?)” next to it. “Last one I thought about, for now, was a winter’s ball kind of thing. Selling tickets for prom is apparently a great way to raise funds, but I’m not waiting until the end of the school year for that.”
“We’d need the principal’s permission for that but… you should discuss that one with the cheerleaders, they’ll love the idea. The more ‘prom nights’ there are, the merrier for them, huh?” This time, he made a tick next to the option, like it was validated for the meeting later.
“I wish we could do something like the drama club and just put up a lame production and sell overpriced tickets… Parents would pay anything to see their sons, right?”
“Uh, I guess so. They would probably be pretty mad if we fucked up the show, so let’s leave that one out.” Sam seemed a bit tired. I could maybe ask Dave for a little help with this whole thing, he would know what to do.
Hmm… or maybe, Dave’s ex-girlfriend?
“You should talk with Leslie.” I gave Sam a little tap on the shoulder and pointed at the girl a few rows at the back. She hadn’t noticed us, but she was really nice and tried her best to get to know me. We even sat together, like once! “Pretty sure she’d have some cool ideas that don’t sound taken from a bad movie.”
“You think so?” He took a moment to breath, relaxing on his chair. I honestly wanted to help, but I’ve never wanted to be his secretary because I’m not good with coming up with this kind of stuff. Pretty sure anybody could do a better job than me in that area. “I’ll try to catch her in the corridor. Just… don’t stare and be cool, right? I don’t wanna come off as a perv, geez. We also have this party tonight, so could I maybe approach her there? I dunno...”
The professor made his way in, with an angry look on his face. We straightened on our seats to avoid getting his attention, I don’t want to be called out by some asshole in a mood. To finish with our council chatter, I whispered to Sam a “I’m sure you’ll do fine, she’s not the devil, right?”
He chuckled a bit before answering “Don’t let Dick hear you, I kinda think he has a crush on one of those chicks.” I rolled my eyes, such a cheap gossip.
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If I told you that nothing else interesting happened during the day, I wouldn’t be lying. 
I barely got to see Dave, just had lunch with him at the yard’s lunch tables before being separated again. He ditched football practice, and I did the same with today’s council reunion because I had a headache.
I got into an argument with a professor, too. The first class in the day, but it wasn’t anything worth looking into. He thought he was right, and he was too mad to check he wasn’t right at all. Almost got sent to the principal’s office, but I dropped the subject just in time.
I did share a classroom with Dave for the second class but… we got separated by Sam’s need to plan out his next meeting. You see why I ditched the reunion today? I wanted to rest!
Lucky me, my savior was just a few tables away, and knew exactly what I needed.
He waited for me to put my stuff back at my locker after our last class ended, and took me to his car.
I first thought he was just driving me to my house, since we didn’t speak about him staying at all, but there were no questions asked apparently. The big guy decided to give me a good time, as he pulled over in front of my house, walked around the car and lifted me on his arms.
I felt like a little brat, but it also felt amazing. Having someone who cares about you on such a deep level, like Dave does… I love it. I love him. And he loves me.
The jock opened the door with one of his hands, kicked it shut and took me to my room.
There, he softly left me on my bed before putting a strip show in front of me. Or I wasn’t really sure what that was. He just threw his shirt and jeans over to my desk chair and started searching through his school bag.
The silence was a bit boring, but I felt like talking was unnecessary right now. I just wanted to know what he was planning for the evening. He pulled out the bowser collar, huh.
“Never leave the house without it, bruh” Dave said.  “What’ya waiting for? Get on your underwear, we’re doing some great cuddling t’night!”
“Uh, okay. I like where this is going...” I mumbled, before starting my own strip show. Sadly, Dave barely paid attention to me, he was trying to put on the collar by himself, but he was having some trouble.
Before dropping my pants, I walked over to him and clasped the buckle for him, tightening it enough so it wouldn’t fall off but also trying to make it comfortable for him to wear. “Hmm… Perfect, my love…” He whispered in a sexy voice, before planting a warm kiss on my lips. 
I thought we were starting already, but the big guy started to run towards my bed and lied down with his arms reaching out for me. “C’mooooon, can’t wait for youuuuuu!”
I rolled my eyes and dropped my pants. Still in my underwear, just like the werewolf jock, I walked over to my bed and got grabbed by my boyfriend there.
Laying down on bed as Dave pulled me closer to his warm, almost-smooth body.
The bowser dog collar around his neck wasn’t sharp enough to hurt me, so I didn’t worry about that and just let myself be grabbed by this hunk of a jock.
“Enjoyed your day, my love?” He asked, looking at me with adoring eyes. It wasn’t creepy, I liked it. He barely acts like this at school, so his change of ‘big meanie alpha bro’ to ‘lovesick puppy boy’ was amazing to see.
“Ugh… I almost fell asleep at Mr. Cal’s class. So glad it’s Friday again…” I mumbled my answer. I tried to avoid mentioning the argument with my professor, but I’m pretty sure my class mentioned it already. Dave was pretty straightforward though, so he would probably mention it if he wanted to.
I know that I could easily not be tired if I would go to bed earlier at night, but those monsters are not going to hunt themselves in Monster Hunter, right?
“Wouldn’t mind spending all weekend just hugging you here…” Dave whispered, before placing a gentle kiss on my head. His hand was moving towards my private area, but I wasn’t going to stop him. I liked how it felt. “Just taking care of my lovely soulmate…” Another kiss, this time moving closer to my mouth.
When it comes to sexy stuff… I suck. Like, not in the literal hot way, I’m lame at it. I don’t like bottoming much, because I’m a bit of a wimp and I’m afraid of being hurt, but having Dave as a top is such a wonderful thing (After you go past that little pain at the beginning, the rest of the thing goes in like nothing) probably because he focuses too much on me having the most pleasure out of it.
So, I usually let Dave take control of the situation and just guide me wherever he wants to go. It’s not like we fuck every day though; I’ve only had my first time like a week ago. My werewolf jock would be up for it if I ordered him to, not going to lie.
But like, if we did that, it would kind of lose the magic of the moment? Like, I know Dave loves sex but even if it feels good the two times we’ve done it so far, it’s not like it’s a game-changer or anything.
So… cuddling and foreplay was the best thing ever!
“That’s sweet but don’t you have a party tonight? Sam has been talking all week about a—” I got silenced, the kiss was now happening at my mouth, cool. That’s what I get for trying to ruin such a good moment, I’m glad Dave stopped me.
His hand slipped in my underwear as he took hold of my cock and slowly stroked it. Meanwhile, we made out without a care in the world.
My breath got heavier. I felt so good at the moment, and Dave seemed to want me to stay like that for a good while. He would slow down the pace of his strokes or pick it up at just the right times.
…I had an idea.
I passed my hand through his hair as we broke the kiss, and he just looked at me in bliss. “Who’s a good puppy boy? You are, don’t you?” I whispered the question, to get him in his puppy mood.
It worked like a charm. Dave’s strokes slowed down a bit, as he started caressing himself with my hand, like a dog would do. “Yeah, bruh… Imma good puppy boy”
I ruffled his hair a bit more. “And every good puppy boy needs a good owner to take care of them, right?”
Okay, it may seem like I’m trying to do something weird or kinky here, but I actually wanted to try and make him a bit less… self-centered? I already had full control of him, due to our soulmate bond, but maybe if he saw me as a superior… He wouldn’t be so careless about others? Like he’s not at the top of the pyramid anymore?
But it didn’t work as intended, or at least not as I expected. Dave shook his head, without losing his chilled and happy expression. “Good puppy boys take care of their owners, bruh. Wanna protect and serve mine to make ‘im happy.”
It definitely wasn’t what I wanted to say, but it worked pretty well. “Who’s the owner though, puppy boy?”
“Really need me to say it?” The werewolf jock seemed a bit embarrassed to give his answer, as his cheeks turned red and he stared at me very intently. I nodded, of course. I came this far already, what I’m going to say? ‘Oh, no, I was just messing with you hahahaha well good night!’ “You’re my owner, bruh. Didn’t ya know that already? I love doing as you say…”
He leaned in for a good kiss. “…And I love you, my lovely soulmate.” He finished. Now I was the one who blushed. After that, the jock lied down beside me and pulled me to cuddle together. “Now come here, I need to make my owner feel good”
It did feel good to hear that I’m his owner. Oh geez, do I have a domination kink? Uh… I think that kind of explains why I love seeing him wearing that bowser collar, beside that it makes fun of the fact that he’s a werewolf.
He’s my good puppy boy, after all. “So, how are you going to make your owner feel good, puppy boy?” I roamed his big chest with my hands as I waited for an answer. I don’t feel like I say this enough, but I’m lucky to have this guy as my soulmate.
Dave raised an eyebrow, and spoke with a confident tone, but still curious. “What does my owner want me to do? This puppy boy will take care of it, whatever it is, huhuh”
Ooookay, if my cock was hard before, then it was aching right now with how horny I was. “Truth is, been a while since we’ve had some… action?” Oh god, I felt so dumb saying something like that. I think Dave would have laughed at me, but he actually seemed turned on by what I was implying.
“Fuck, been wanting to hear you say those words in like a week.” He kneeled on top of the bed, after pulling his underwear off. His cock was hard, as usual. I wonder if he jerks off at his house or if he’s just eager like a big horny werewolf. Speaking of his cock, Dave placed himself in such a way that his cock would be right in front of me. “C’mon bruh, show me how those lips work-”
“I was actually expecting you to suck mine off… Never did this before” If I felt dumb before, imagine how I was now. Dave seemed to try and find a solution, though.
“So, uh… never 69’d before?” I shook my head, and he let out a little sigh, but never stopped smiling. He was just a soft marshmallow when we were alone, I liked that about him. “Let me show ya”
I remained lying down, as Dave did all the work. He crawled over to my cock, got on top of my body and moved until his cock was on my face and mine was near his. The jock licked the top, giving me a little jolt of pleasure, like a little preview of what was about to come.
“Just… relax, and open wide. Not everyone can take my snake during their first time, heh” It made me wonder how many times he did this before. Or how many times did he had sex before. 
I leaned forward and smelled his dong. It wasn’t bad, so I proceeded to take the piece of meat in my mouth. It didn’t taste bad at all, it was actually pleasant. I wiggled my tongue around the tip, and I could hear the big guy starting to pant already before he dove in for my cock.
‘Hell yeaaaaah’ I thought, before focusing on my own part of the job. It was a bit hard to do due to the position, but it was doable, at least. I wasn’t able to deep throat (Not that I’ve ever done that before, saw it in porn and uh… it would be nice to try out?) due to the position, too.
“You’re doing great, my love…” Dave pulled off for a second to say, before going back to the action. I felt compelled to order him something, just like the first time he gave me a blowjob. It was always so hot, looking at him doing as I said…
“Uh… hey Dave, could you take it all in and work around that?” I ordered him, way calmer than this morning. It still seemed to work, because he took my whole shaft in one go and I could feel the motion of his mouth going up and down, taking it all every time. It felt really good, but I had to return the favor.
I tried to pick up my pace too, to make him feel as good as I was. I know that I can’t possibly compete with a werewolf under the soulmate bond, he would definitely… uhhh. “I’m coming!” I warned him, but he didn’t move an inch.
The big guy took my whole load, and licked the rest of my shaft with his tongue to avoid letting a drop of my cum go to waste.
And now, it was my turn…
Dave had this order still on him. “You will cum only after I cum.” Not saying that he’s precocious but… he does seem to cum right after I’ve been pleased. Maybe he finds that hot already?
My train of thoughts was derailed by the sudden explosion of cum in my mouth. It activated my gag reflex, so I pulled off and just swallowed the one that was already in my mouth. Part of my mind found it hot, while the other found it a bit gross.
Dave was still at 69 position. I looked over at his face and he seemed to be back in obedient puppy mode. Tongue lolling out, and eyes glazed over. It was a hot sight.
“C’mon big guy, did a great job down there. Let’s just cuddle for a while, alright?” I told him, wanting to cover myself so badly. I felt a bit naked without a sheet over myself. Luckily, none of our loads fell in my bed, or I would have to change the sheets.
“Yeah, bruh…” He mumbled, before doing as I told him. He repositioned himself next to me, and lied down. His muscled body was an amazing sight, and I pulled him in for a hug.
“Who’s a good puppy boy?” I whispered, loving the feel of his warm skin against mine.
“I am, bruh. I’m a good puppy boy for my owner… huhuh…” A dopey smile appeared on his face, and I proceeded to plant a kiss on him. I wanted to write down today’s progressions or something, I still had that ‘study Dave’s behavior’ on my mind. But it seemed kind of clouded now that I was focused on taking a little break with him beside me.
It was always good to spend a good time with my lovely werewolf jock.
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