#64 bits is too much to handle

[pantspissedinreverse]

shout-out to all of the engineers willing to do dumb shit with me,

ily TF2 player "femboy" who would run to the point, guns blazing, and let me uber him, and then thank me after we got to safety

ily TF2 player "crazygamer" whom I met on the 1000 uncles gamemode on uncletopia, and who would ask nicely for uber and then try to run behind the mass of bot engineers, even though we usually failed, it was a valiant effort and I cherish the chaos of it all

ily engineer players that do dumb shit <3

#tf2 #team fortress 2 #engineer tf2 #yeab its going in the engie tag #tf2 is so fun :) #new update broke all of my friends games lol #64 bits is too much to handle

[endless-summer-soldier]

cruel to be kind - chapter one

pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader (90s college AU)

summary: it started with a dare. Bucky restlessly pursues Y/N, seeking just one date. as he chases her, he realizes she's different from she challenges him, so he starts to catch feelings. but it all falls apart when she learns about his initial motivations. based on 10 things I hate about you!

warnings: alcohol use, cursing

word count: 1.4k

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There were three bangs that came from the other side of the wall and a voice yelled, “KEEP IT DOWN. SOME OF US HAVE STUDYING TO DO.” 

The small group of college boys playing Nintendo 64 groaned and turned the music down a few notches. This was a usual occurrence for a Thursday night.

“She is such a bitch!” Zemo said.

“Come on, cut her some slack,” Bucky said.

“Since when are you defending her?” Sam asked.

“I’m just saying, if you guys were my neighbors, I’d be annoyed too.”

“Alright then Barnes if you like her so much-”

“I don’t even know her,” Bucky interrupted.

“I’ve got a proposition for you,” Zemo continued.

“What’s that?”

“Take her on a date.”

“No chance,” Bucky scoffed.

“I dare you.”

“I’m not ten years old. Daring me to do something isn’t gonna work.”

“Oh I see,” Sam added, “You know she won’t say yes.”

“That’s not it-”

“I didn’t think you were afraid of a challenge,” Zemo added.

“I’m not-”

“Sounds like you’re making a lot of excuses,” Sam said.

Bucky clenched his jaw in frustration, “Fine, fine. I will take her out on a date if it’ll get you two to shut up.”

As the other two went back to playing video games, Bucky started wracking his brain on how he was going to pull this off. Y/N was Zemo and Sam’s next door neighbor and she had a bit of a bad reputation on campus. She was the star player on the field hockey team and the only thing more lethal than her stick handling was her sarcasm. She didn’t put up with any bullshit, and people found that to be intimidating. But Bucky wasn’t intimidated, he just had to think through his first move.

He sat on the bleachers watching as field hockey practice drew to a close. Once the final whistle sounded, he took a final puff of his cigarette, dropped it on the ground and crushed it under the heel of his leather boot. He sauntered over to the bench where Y/N was gulping down a cup of water.

“Hey there doll,” he said, capturing her attention, “How are you doing?”

She crushed the cup in her hand and said, “Sweating like a pig.” 

“Now there’s a way to get a guy’s attention,” he replied. She started packing up her things in a duffel bag.

“My mission in life. But I caught your attention, so you see it worked.”

She grabbed her things and started walking off the field as he followed. “Pick you up on Friday then?” he replied.

She rolled her eyes and said, “Oh right, Friday...uh-huh.”

“I'm serious," he added.

She stopped walking and turned toward him, “Do you even know my name?”

“I know a lot more than you think.”

“I highly doubt that,” she said, picking up her pace. He stood there watching her leave.

“Think about it!” he called.

She turned around just for a moment to flip him off with both hands and then continued off the field. He stood there shaking his head with a smile. He lit another cigarette and watched her leave, wondering what his next move would be.

Bucky stumbled across Y/N rather unexpectedly a few days later. He spotted her in the window of the record shop, browsing through albums, and decided to wait out front to say hi. She walked out of the store with a few vinyls and stopped in her tracks when she saw him. 

“Hi,” he said, with a smile.

“What, are you stalking me now?”

“I was in the laundromat and I saw you in the window and thought I’d say hi.”

“Hi,” she said, walking away from him.

“You’re not much of a talker are you?”

“Can’t say that I am.”

Bucky took a few quick steps so that he was ahead of her and then came to a stop, blocking her path.

“You’re not afraid of me are you?” he said.

“Afraid of you? Why would I be afraid of you?”

“Most people are.”

“Okay well I’m not.”

“You may not be afraid of me, but I bet you’ve thought about me naked,” he said in his most sultry voice.

She stared at him for a moment, choosing her words very carefully. 

“Wow, am I that transparent?” she replied, sarcastically. With that she nudged him out of the way and continued on her path. She turned around and saw him standing there, watching her walk away. She stuck her tongue out at him and continued on her way. He lit a cigarette as he watched her trudge off in the opposite direction.

Bucky wasn’t giving up on her that easily. It wasn’t because he wanted to win the dare, now his interest was piqued. He could always rely on his good looks to charm women, but this girl was different. His normal moves weren’t even scratching the surface. He would have to get creative. He deduced from the run in at the record store that she liked music. As luck would have it, a local girl band was playing a set at one of the bars nearby and Bucky thought there was a good chance he might run into her there.

He walked into the bar and he immediately stuck out like a sore thumb. The place was filled with women and Bucky stood about a foot taller than everyone. He immediately made his way to the bar where he caught up with one of the bartenders he knew.

“What are you doing here man?” he asked Bucky.

Bucky downed a shot of Jameson and said, “I have no idea.” The bartender poured him another drink when Bucky saw Y/N dancing in the crowd. He almost didn’t recognize her with such a big smile on her face. She was usually scowling at him, but tonight she let her hair down and was laughing and dancing with her friends. He watched her for the next few songs when she suddenly started weaving through the crowd toward the bar. Bucky brought his attention back to the bar where he took a big swig of his drink and then gazed back up to watch the band. He saw Y/N approach the corner of the bar but he kept his attention focused on the band, waiting for her to approach him. She ordered a round of drinks and then she spotted him. 

She slid over toward him and said, “If you’re planning on asking me out, you might as well get it over with.”

“Do you mind?” he said, glancing at her briefly before looking back at the band, “I’m trying to listen.”

“You’re not even going to offer to buy me a drink?”

Bucky signaled to the bartender and ordered them two tequila shots and smiled at Y/N. The bartender placed the shots in front of them and Bucky took the salt shaker and sprinkled a pinch of salt on the back of her hand before doing the same to his own. He wedged the lime slice between his fingers and he held up the shot glass to her. She clinked his glass and they licked the salt, downed the shot, and then sucked on the limes. 

“So what are you doing here?” she finally asked him. 

“I come here a lot.”

“Not sure if you noticed, but you are one of the few guys in this bar right now.”

“Maybe this is where I come to pick up women.”

“I don’t believe you,” she said.

He shrugged, “I needed a change of scenery.”

“Ah, did you get hustled at your regular pool hall? Can’t show your face there anymore?”

“Something like that,” he smirked at her. 

“Well as much as I’d love to hear that story, I have people waiting on me,” she said, grabbing the round she ordered. She collected the glasses and turned, walking back towards the dancefloor. But Bucky wasn’t finished yet. He brought his drink and followed in her footsteps.

“Come to a party with me tomorrow,” he leaned over her shoulder and spoke in her ear. She turned to look at him, rolled her eyes, and shook her head in disbelief.

“Was that a yes?” he added.

“No.”

“Was it a no?”

“...No.”

“Great, I’ll see you at 10:30.” Before she could protest, he disappeared in the crowd.

“That smug son of a bitch,” she muttered to herself, returning to her friends.

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes au #bucky barnes college au

[greatwyrmgold]

When was the first 3D video game published? Trick question, this is a post about how "3D video game" is a meaningless phrase.

In 1984, King's Quest: Quest for the Crown was published. King's Quest was marketed as a "3-D Animated Adventure," even though it looked like this:

At first glance, it looks like any other low-resolution 16-color adventure game of the pre-EGA era. But it has one revolutionary feature that sets it a step above its peers: You can walk behind things.

To be clear, that's basically it. There's not even sprite scaling or anything; King Graham is the same size whether he's close to the "camera" or not. Modern gamers would probably find it a bit ridiculous to say this game has a "camera" at all. But you can walk around in that green field, and you can go behind the tree or the castle tower, and those things would hide the part of Graham's sprite behind them—and you could also walk in front of them!

Well, if you didn't fall off the bridge. Why did Roberta Williams never put handrails on those things?

Anyways, the next game I'm going to mention is Wolfenstein 3D (1992), another game which marketed itself on cutting-edge 3-D technology.

You can see a lot of graphical improvement between these two games set in castles, and not just because Wolfenstein has thrice the resolution and 16 times the colors. The sprites can be scaled with their distance from the camera, for instance, and the backgrounds aren't static flat planes. They're dynamic flat planes, capable of warping as your angle to the wall changes.

In some ways, this is as great a leap over King's Quest as King's Quest is over Zork, or at least Mystery House. But is it really 3D? It's still just a bunch of distorted 2D sprites being drawn to the screen. There's nothing really 3D going on in the computer. It's no Super Mario 64 (1996).

SM64 is among the first popular "real 3D" games, with models and polygons and stuff. And it is, again, a great leap above Wolfenstein 3D. It doesn't distort 2D sprites to mimic 3D shapes; it shapes 2D textures around 3D models. Totally different! It has polygons and stuff!

Now, I'm not 100% sarcastic about that. There are some technical differences between how SM64 handles its textures and how Wolfenstein and other Id shooters handle their sprites. But those differences aren't so much "doing something completely different" as they are "doing the same thing with fewer limitations".

And it would be absurd to claim that Wolfenstein graphics have more in common with KQ1 than with SM64. It would be even more absurd to say that SM64 has less in common with W3D than it does with older and newer titles using what people commonly consider 3D technology.

On the left we have Battlezone (1980), an arcade title which predates KQ1 as much as W3D predates SM64. It has little in common with Wolfenstein's graphics, not needing to distort any kind of 2D image file to mimic 3D, because it's just wireframes.

From a graphical perspective, it has more in common with KQ1 than W3D; both use vector graphics. (Bitmap images would take too much storage space for KQ1.) In fact, you could probably make a compelling argument that KQ1 and Battlezone's vector graphics have more in common with each other on a technical level than they do with Wolfenstein's 3D sprites or SM64's 3D models.

And on the right...it's either leaked security cam footage from Area 52, or The Callisto Protocol (2022). I can't explain what separates it graphically from the other games in this post, because there are so many new systems—systems which require specialist graphical engineers to understand, let alone create or use. I could rattle off some technical terms like subsurface scattering and cloth simulations and soft-body deformation, but I don't understand these techniques on anything but the shallowest level, and TCP has elevated them to another level.

I know it sometimes seems like graphical technology stopped having Big Improvements some time around the seventh or eighth console generation, but it kept going. The difference, I'd argue, is that the improvements have been more spread-out, enabled less by advances in hardware technology and more by learning how to use those advances, distributed throughout a hardware generation rather than concentrated at the start.

Anyways. The point I'm trying to make is that modern games make every prior game in this post look ridiculously primitive. SM64 was impressive in its day, but Mario is rendered with less than a thousand triangles, separated into several rigid components. And his face is just a couple dozen flat polygons with a texture printed on them. Even modern indie games often animate eyeballs with more polygons than Mario's entire body, with the eyeball and eyelid and so forth all being separate models with textures and shaders bringing them to life. Giving them more depth.

Making them even more 3D.

There is not a firm line between 2D and 3D. Wolfenstein 3D is more 3D than King's Quest I, and Super Mario 64 is more 3D than either of them, and Skyrim more 3D than that, and The Callisto Protocol more 3D still. If someone dismissed Doom as not being "real 3D," they're drawing an arbitrary distinction around one of many graphical innovations that made gaming graphics incrementally more verisimilitudinous. That's all.

#video games #graphics #3d graphics #cgi #meta #rambles #king's quest #wolfenstein #super mario bros #battlezone #the callisto protocol

[dragonwritersblog]

Hey guys! In case you didn't know I'm a mod in a funnybunny discord server called 'The Funnybunny Realm'!

This is a SFW 16+ server and we take the safety of the minors in this server very seriously. If you are an adult and talk about NSFW, deaddove, or vent about anything that is too much for a minor to handle (such as self-harm) you will be banned.

Other than that, this server has a lot of cool artists and fics to read, as well as other shippers to interact with and our other mods will be able to help you guys settle in with your roles and introductions. It is a bit of a small server but hopefully we can have other people join and have fun! So come check it out!

Thanks, Dragon!!!

#the amazing digital circus #funnybunny #pomnijax #pomjax #pomni x jax #jax x pomni #pomni #jax #tadc #dragon rambles #ragatha #gangle #kinger #zooble #caine #bubble tadc #moon tadc #sun tadc

[wariofranchisefanblog]

I am in a major Wario’s Woods mood and mentioned I may write down my concepts of how I’d do a sequel fic and yep, doing just that now.

Not sure if I’ll ever pursue it, but I did want to at least muse a bit about how I’d imagine a follow-up. Trying to make it fit with how we know the characters now, while also adding things relevant to my interests.

One of the big concerns for it is how to justify Wario as the villain, since he has long stopped being a pure antagonist and the answer is quite simple:

Rudy.

When Rudy returned in Dr. Mario 64, he was significantly shrunk and generally portrayed as more vulnerable than in Wario Land 3, down to catching a cold. This is where personal interpretation and headcanon come in, as I imagine him to have lost a lot of his power, following his defeat at Wario’s hands and naturally, he wants that back.

Naturally, there needs to be a reason the peaceful woods tie into this, so I imagine the Sprites of the forest guarding a treasure containing the power Rudy needs to restore himself to his old strength. 

How to find it though? Wario. Making sure Wario learns of there being a treasure, he catches him off guard and brainwashes him to use his literal nose for treasure to uncover it. The brainwashing part being to ensure Wario in his greed doesn’t somehow accidentally set that power free in a way that puts it to waste. 

To aid him and ensure that they are uninterrupted, he let’s Wario hire his old minions from both versions of Wario’s Woods:

Who I imagine as a WarioWare type company of misfits, only instead of making games, they’re goons for hire, for shady business, with Katsini as the head of the company. They note Wario seems odd compared to last time they saw him, but business is business.

So they invade the peaceful woods and imprison the sprites which, for some nice callbacks, include the elder and Alice from the Comic BonBon adaptations of Mario & Wario and Wario’s Woods.

One sprite gets away though and it’s the one who aided Toad in Woods. She is never identified as anything but a Sprite in the manual, however both KC Mario and Kun go with her being Wanda:

So I go with that too, she even shares the same species name, so it checks out.

Wanda travels to the Mushroom Kingdom for help, however, Mario, Luigi and Peach are currently out to visit another kingdom, so the only one left for her to ask, that she knows, is Toad.

She isn’t really worried though, given he helped her in the past and while timid about it, he agrees and the two head off. That said, they are followed by someone and anyone who knows me can imagine who that is:

Yep, Kinoppe. 

I just love her a lot and I like interpreting her as someone who was always around, just never seen, since she is more of a civilian that only accidentally gets involved in adventures, but this time joins in on purpose, excited to see her personal hero Toad in action.

She very much takes Birdo’s role, being a look-out for when Wario tries to mess with things, which thanks to Rudy’s involvement, can even be justified as something like magic, with Wario peeking in to see how the intruders are doing.

Much like Birdo with her encouraging words, Kinoppe also serves as emotional support. 

A thing with Mario characters is that how they act can fluctuate depending on their role. Peach has had maaaaany very helpless depictions as a damsel, despite clearly being capable as many other games show as well, down to having her own adventures.

For this I characterize Toad as timid, but brave. Afraid, but ready to step up and do the right thing. That said he deals with insecurities and not knowing how to deal with the pressure of being seen as a hero. It’s nothing new to Mario, but for Toad, being the sole main hero and subject of Wanda’s belief in him and Kinoppe’s admiration of him, is something very foreign to him and he doesn’t know how to handle that yet.

Also gives an excuse for just a biiiit of teasing.

It’s not something that ever comes up on the blog, since Wario to me isn’t the character or series for it, but I do have a lot of interest in romance and a more gentle character like Toad is a nice means to sprinkle a little of that in.

Anyways, the trio adventure through the woods with many shenanigans happening, using the locations from SNES Wario’s Woods like the mountain area as a base. Along the way they face off against the bosses, with the SNES opponents being moreso mooks, while the NES ones are the big bosses.

Eventually they make it to Wario, who has found the treasure and is acting highly strange, being a mix of his Land onward power-set and looking and acting more deranged, like in his Super Mario Land 2 debut.

After a hard battle, Wario is freed from his possession, but unfortunately, Rudy has gotten a hold of the treasure and restored his power, using it to turn all the Sprites, even Wanda, into monsters like in Land 3.

When all seems lost Toad and Wario team up to take down Rudy, with the latter being more than happy to get some payback and the two take him out, breaking the curse he tried to unleash again and sending him packing.

With that, the day is saved. Toad is a hero, Rudy is chased off by the Woods bosses and Wario sneaks off with the now depowered treasure and nobody minds, since he did nothing intentionally wrong this time and the reason for them to guard it is now gone.

That’s the basic gist of it. Not sure if I ever will make it a fic, but I do want to expand on it.

I considered several other characters for inclusion, particularly Waluigi, Birdo, Toadette and the Ware crew as other possible mind control victims, but figured I’d be better off avoiding cluttering the cast too much.

#Wario's Woods #Wario Land #Super Mario #Mario & Wario #Wario #Toad #Wanda #Kinoppe #Rudy

[mirkodoesstuff]

Well, it's time to say one of my most controversy opinion ever, related to OSC. However, this time it is related to TPOT.

So, I want to say, that this whole season was a mistake. Yes, I think the season, despite having interesting storylines, characters (One-), and also one of the best hosts ever, was a mistake. Before any of you say anything, listen to me!

So, you all know why TPOT exist, right? JNJ Crew, after BFB 15, had no clue what they should do with the show. Remember, BFB was supposed to be, pretty much, low quality season, that would be released at much quicker date (heck, the whole name for the season was supposed to be Sloppy BFDI!), but due to them deciding to add more quality, both in writing and animation, episodes started to take too long, not to mention the cast being, oddly, big (like, 64 people?!). There various concepts about what to do, there was even an idea to kill 40 people off, so the cast could become smaller. Then, an idea was brought to life - splitting the show, in half.

The split happened next episode and... Let's say a lot of people hated the split - not only because a lot of arcs were dropped, a lot of decisions were questionable (cough allowing Loser and Spongy to join cough), not to mention Two being, let's be honest here, an asshole. Because of the way the split was handled, a lot of people hated Two and, I'm being serious, wrote hate fics about Two and the contestants, that joined them. Yes, this was THAT controversial.

Even when JNJ dropped a video, about why the split happened, it still wasn't helping the case of TPOT. While BFB Post-Split quality was... Okay (I mean as in general, because no joke, that season isn't good), TPOT quality was supposed to be like the latest episode of Pre-Split BFB - it was supposed to have deep arcs, to have better animation, to have EVERYTHING better.

And, it did have deeper themes, better animation (TPOT), but some decisions were being meet with criticism, from BFDI fans - the episodes were taking too long (1 year), the characters were acting out of character (it was mostly seen in TPOT 2, where some considered the episode to be mean-spirited), that some arcs made no sense (Pin arc, though it makes more sense now, that we have BFDIA, but remember - BFDIA was seen as cancelled season back then, when two first episodes of TPOT were released). There were decisions, that annoyed a lot of people, such as letting Teardrop join.

There were also conflicts within the crew, which lead to Satomi being laid off (not fired, laid off), alongside Pokey. The whole season feel into limbo and a lot of people thought it would be meet with the same fate as BFDIA, but surprisingly it did come back, with Sam writing, and... First episodes under his production were meet with criticism from BFDI fans, that were kinda disappointed, especially Satomi and Pokey fans, that enjoyed their writing style (I mean, I enjoyed their writing too), some going too far into saying lots of harmful things about Sam, which was always the problem with those fanatics, I swear those people need to grow up.

The past few episodes of TPOT were AMAZING for me - it introduced better handled plot, they introduced fucking ONE to the show! However, there are still people, that are going too far with criticism, which is no longer a criticism, literally wanting Sam to be fired, which would be literally the worst scenario for many, many BFDI fans!

I enjoy Sam's writing too, but it does sometimes have lots of flaws, but I can't say it's awful. What I'm saying is TPOT is a result of mistakes, that JNJ Crew made, regarding BFB. So, you may ask "How could we avoid the split?", I have few suggestions:

Double eliminations! If they decided to introduce them in TPOT, why they couldn't introduce them there?

Drop the quality of animation a bit,

Make Two a co-host of Four and X (if Two would still be introduced)

Handle rejoiners better - don't make Loser and Spongy rejoin, either make anyone else rejoin (Liy-), or make no one rejoin! Or, heck, even better - have a rejoiner and a debuter, decided by people!

If they wanted to keep arcs there, at least they could make them be enjoyable, because the majority of BFDI fans kinda disliked the way Tacobook was handled (and also early Winnerclock arc... And Pin cheating arc... Yeah...)

The quality should be somewhat in the middle - of course, there should be still serious moments, but not arcs, that do make people dislike characters (Pin cheating arc and Tacobook!)

If Algebralians were still supposed to show up, they should be a part of EXITors attempting to escape plot,

Change the voting system to Vote to Save and change the ways you're voting to Google Forms (because Jesus Christ, Voting Wars were stressing for lots of people)

Handle Two's character better than how it was handled in BFB 16, so they would be still sympathetic character

Of course there might be still lots of possibilities, that could avoid the show to split, but I just said mine ideas.

Despite the split still happening and lots of people enjoying TPOT, I can't deny that there are lots of problems going on currently with this season, while BFDIA revival is going steady. Of course I won't rush any crew members or beg JNJ to tell us about what's going to happen next. Hopefully things will get better for everyone out there.

Oh, and btw - if you think harassment of any kind is ok, then I respectfully tell you to stay away from me and grow up. BFDI isn't THAT serious and was never supposed to be taken seriously!

#battle for dream island #bfdi #object show community #osc #object shows #mirko's talks #algebralians #liy bfb #loser bfb #two tpot #I think this post is one of my most controversial ones yet #I mean I just shared my opinions and all #I don't expect people to share my similiar views #I just needed to get it out of myself

[supermarvel-fics]

Tickletober Day 20: Counting

fandom: marvel

word count: 715

pairing: bucky x reader (established relationship)

summary: bucky shows you just how much he loves you in his own special way

With you, Bucky was playful. You showed him that it’s okay to let out that goofy side of him that he always kept hidden. You were the one who got him to laugh more than he had since the 1930s and for that, he was grateful.

Granted, he didn’t show it to anyone else but you and maybe Steve every once in a while, but you didn’t mind. Baby steps.

When Bucky got you alone, all bets were off. Normally, he was very predictable; wake up, go for a jog, eat, train, eat, watch a movie, eat, sleep. But when it was just you and him in the safety of his room, you never knew what was going to happen.

Like now, he basically had you pinned underneath him—which you never minded—as he kissed you until you ran out of air. You adored it when Bucky was passionate like this because he despised public displays of affection aside from holding your hand or giving you a quick peck on the cheek or forehead. He saved the good stuff for when he was behind closed doors.

“You’re so perfect, doll,” Bucky mumbled into your mouth. You made a noise of satisfaction as your answer along with an equally eager kiss back. He pulled back reluctantly, grinning down at you. “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” You whispered back with a shy smile.

“I don’t think you understand just how much I love you, though,” Bucky kissed you again, his arms snaking underneath you to pull you closer. You laughed quietly, pushing at his chest to remove his lips from yours.

“Trust me, Buck. I know exactly how much you love me,” You said, eyeing him with that look of knowing. He blushed a bit under your gaze, his mind unwillingly thinking back to that night and the many nights before that.

Collecting himself, Bucky settled down more comfortably on your legs while making sure you weren’t being crushed under his weight. “Every kiss I give you is a pound of love. Ready?”

“What?” You smiled, shaking your head. As you were about to ask what he meant, you were interrupted by his mouth on yours.

“One.”

He kissed you again. “Two.” Moving to your cheek. “Three.” Down to your jaw. “Four.” Even lower to your neck. “Five.”

As he reached six, you giggled and tried to stop yourself from flinching once his lips came into contact with the ticklish skin. You attempted to play it off as you shifting to move him off of you. “You’re soho cheesy!”

Bucky shrugged. “You love it.”

You couldn’t even complain because he was right. This side of Bucky was your favorite, so you let him continue with his little game. He kissed your neck again and again, counting every time he broke away. You let yourself laugh and squirm under him as he pleasured your neck with kisses.

“Am I tickling you?” Bucky impishly asked after his sixteenth kiss. You blushed and grinned, nodding slowly. “Is it okay?” You nodded again, blushing even harder as he smiled endearingly.

Bucky resumed his game, now kissing all over your neck just to hear you laugh. He placed a soft kiss at your collarbone, then shifted down a bit more on your legs so that his face was in line with your belly. Teasingly, he slid your t-shirt up to your ribs and smirked when you began giggling even harder.

“You think I can get to a ton?”

“Mahaybe,” You replied, biting your bottom lip. He kept his eyes locked with yours as he bent down to peck at the skin next to your navel, chuckling to himself when your tummy quivered.

“Twenty. Only 1,980 left to go,” He mumbled against your belly, the vibrations of his voice making you laugh. You gripped the bedsheets beside you in preparation.

Several ticklish kisses were placed all around your torso and after the thirtieth one, Bucky began gently fluttering his fingers at your sides to watch you squeal and giggle even more than you had been.

You had to tap out after kiss number 64 since you started to become breathless, but had you been able to handle it, you were sure Bucky would have kissed you 1,936 more times.

#marvel #marvel tickle #mcu #tickle fic #tickle prompts #ticklish!reader #lee!reader #ler!bucky #bucky tickle #bucky x reader #bucky barnes #sfw tickle fic #augtickletober2022 #tickletober prompts #tickletober2022

[bratshaws]

through the hourglass 101. brb x oc

a/n: do yall think Brad went to therapy to talk about his feelings. (also pls forgive me but I really go crazy when it comes to Rooster's backstory)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: personal issues that Rooster chooses to ignore, Bea being a good wife, <3

goodness gracious (pls read this one to know more what this fic is about!!)

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He sighs heavily the second he’s past the threshold, inhaling soon after, dropping his things on the floor and running his hands up and down his face. The dogs rush over to greet him, which made him lean down a bit to pet each of them before he dragged his feet to the couch.

He didn’t know why he was so tired, maybe it was because of the weight of his own anxiety.

The second he sits down he hears her bare feet tapping on the floor, his smile widening as he turns his head to the kitchen, “I didn’t hear you come inside.” she says, setting the glass of water aside and shuffling over to him, his eyes slowly dragging down her body, admiring the way his old shirts looked on her. He wasted no time in bringing her to his lap once she was close enough, their lips meeting in a lazy kiss, “Hi, handsome.” she coos, rubbing his cheek, “Oh Roos, you look exhausted.”

“Hi gorgeous…I feel exhausted.”

“What happened?”

“My emotional baggage is being a bit too heavy to handle.” his wife’s green eyes softened as she held his face, still rubbing his cheekbones with her lips pouting just enough to make him want to kiss her again, “I’m okay.I didn’t think that talking to Mav would…take so much out of me.”

Beatrice adjusts herself on his lap so she’d be taller than him, kissing his forehead then letting Rooster fall into her chest with a sigh, his arms wrapping around her waist, “You did good,Brad.” she coos, gently petting the back of his head, feeling his shoulders relax as he keeps himself there, “You are okay, do you need anything?”

“No, I just want to hug you.”

“Okay.”

He squeezes her waist a bit, “I just need you here,gorgeous.” he murmurs, shaking his head against her chest, getting comfortable “Nothing more.”

Beatrice kisses his scalp and keeps her lips there for a few seconds, only pulling back to tilt his head towards her, “How about you take a nice bath? I can order dinner tonight, what are you feeling?”

“...can we have Mexican food?”

“Of course,Roos. Anything in mind?”

He flicks his eyes to the left in thought, meeting her gaze after, “...I want birria tacos. And chicharron, if it’s available.” another pause, “And flan. Can we get flan?”

She loved how her husband, her 6’3” husband, stronger than everyone she knew, sounded like a little boy from time to time. His voice, usually so deep, goes quiet because he’s murmuring it, “Yes, of course Roos.”

“...thank you,gorgeous.”

Beatrice remains on his lap however, still caressing his head, “Is there anything else you want to talk to me about?” she asks against his skin, kissing his temple softly which made her husband heave out a heavy sigh that only made him deflate.

“...there is one thing.”

“I’m listening.”

He props his chin on the valley of her breasts, turning those whisky colored eyes to his wife who just smiled sweetly at him, “Mav wants me to join him…in one of his instruction classes. Just one, just to add some input.” 

“Didn’t you used to do that though?” he nods, “I remember you telling me you didn’t hate it but you didn’t like it either.”

“It can be very stressful.” he mutters, “But Mav said I can just stay there and add when I need to. There’s nothing more to it.” but Beatrice just kept looking at him, furrowing her brows, “...I never did anything like this with Mav.”

“And why does that worry you?”

“Because…I don’t know why.” he mutters, “I want to get back to what things were,Bea…but I was a boy when I–when he.” Rooster sighs again, dropping his forehead on the curve of her breasts to inhale the lavender scent embedded in his shirt - God, he’d never want to wash them anymore - “You know what I mean.”

Her eyebrows curved downwards as he explained the best he could why he was feeling that way. Beatrice cups his face with her hands, tilting upwards to kiss the tip of his nose then his forehead, “I know what you mean.” she whispers, “I know it’s hard,Brad.” 

“I don’t want to hate him.”

“You don’t hate him.” she reassures him, rubbing his cheeks, “Brad, you…were hurt- are hurt. For a long, long time…I love Mav and I love that you two are talking again but…years of hurt and disappointment don’t disappear in what? Three years?” he sighs again, leaning into her touch, “Roos, remember you two made a lot of progress but there were things that need to be talked about…especially…because of your mom.”

Talking about Carole, while welcome, always felt like dangerous territory. In her mind at least, she still felt like she should walk carefully around the subject. Rooster didn’t look angry when he looked at her, maybe a bit confused, furrowing his brows as she said that, “...Roos,remember when you told me about how she…talked to Mav about you?” he nods, “Remember how you said you found out about it?” another nod and Beatrice drapes her arms around his shoulders, “And we talked about it and tried to figure out why?”

“Yeah…?”

Beatrice frowns, “...you had nightmares a few days ago, you know.” she muttered, “You rarely do and when you do you don’t tell me.” he quickly avoided her eyes, but she tilted her head to meet his gaze, “Because I know you think that’s the one thing that you can hold to yourself.”

It was naive to think that Beatrice wouldn’t notice when he had his nightmares. They were very few, like she said, often happening when he’s under a lot of stress or when he gets a bit under the weather…he had nothing to complain, he had a great life with a great woman, he sometimes felt bad for stressing so much…but whenever he tells Bea that she does remind him that his job isn’t really the easiest and he shouldn’t blame himself so much.

Sometimes he dreams about his mom. About her last months, about the things he could’ve done. About how he didn’t really speak to anyone after her burial, about how he was alone in his dorm with the door closed…for weeks and his friends couldn’t pry him out of there.

He dreams about his dad, about how he died, sometimes - and those were the worst ones - he was the one in it instead of Mav. He was the one holding his dad, he was the one in the middle of the ocean, bobbing along the waves waiting for someone.

He also dreams about the day he was denied entry to the Navy. He didn’t understand, he was the son of an officer, that should be easy to handle, he should’ve gotten in. Why didn’t he? He dreams about Mav, about the anger and the hurt, about how he worked so hard to get where he was only to slip through his fingers.

He had no nightmares with Beatrice and he was thankful for that. She had no place in those, neither had Nikki. 

“I…” he didn’t know how to continue because he was about to toss it under the rug again. “How do you…know?”

“That you have them?” she questions, “...you rarely move in your sleep,Roos. When you do, you are changing positions…you also don’t hold me when you have nightmares. You are stiff as a board and you are…clenched, all over. Your teeth, your shoulders, your hands, you don’t move. And you sleep talk, sometimes. I try to wake you, but when I try you just relax immediately and your whole body appears loose.”

That makes a lot of sense.

“But this last one…you were very vocal, you kept calling for your mom and asking why.” she frowns, “That was all you said, why. Nothing else. And when I touched you, you barely awoke and turned towards me…then you got quiet again.” her touch is so gentle on his cheek, like she’s holding something so precious, “I don’t like prodding about those things, you know that…but that last one really worried me.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry.” she shakes her head, “You don’t have to…I know how this,” she taps his forehead, “Can be.” he huffs out a soft laugh, one that appeared to be heavier than he wanted it to, “It’s a long healing process,Brad.” she mutters, ‘But you won’t be alone…okay? You have me.”

“I know.” he replies quickly, brushing his knuckles on the side of her face, inhaling quietly, “I know,I have you.” and he did feel better letting that out, even if he hated doing so. Beatrice smiles, cupping his face and kissing him quickly several times before pulling back.

“Go on have a nice shower.’ she mumbles against his lips, “I’ll call for our food…okay?”

Bradley smiles back, sliding his hands under the shirt to reach the elastic of her underwear, pecking her one last time, “Okay.” he drags his hands over the length of her legs, dropping them on his sides as she climbs off of him. When she stands there and doesn’t move, he only smiles more, “I’m fine.” she offers her hand to him, wiggling her fingers, “Baby…” the couch was so comfortable…but she was right, a shower would do him good.

She takes him up the stairs, Rooster peeking over to Nicole’s nursery only to see his daughter fast asleep with her mobile moving above her head, her adorable face disappearing as they walked into their bedroom, “Okay,” Beatrice drops his hand, entering the bathroom and he hears her messing around in the shower, “I’m going to set to steam too, it’ll help you relax.”

Rooster chuckles as he kicks off his shoes, then removes his watch, “Thank you,gorgeous.”

“You can use my peppermint body wash too! It’s really refreshing.”

He laughs again, pulling his belt off the loops, “I’d appreciate that.” he didn’t deserve her, because she kept on rambling about how he could also use one of the loofahs she had saved in the cabinets.

“Oh!I know!” her quick footsteps walk up to the door, where she peeks her head out, “I know exactly what you need.”

His eyes drop to the expanse of her thigh that peeked on the edge of the threshold, “A nice warm shower with my wife?”

“Rooster.”

“It’d relax me a lot.”

Beatrice rolled her eyes, “No.” she grins, “A spa night. I’ve seen your skin care routine and while it is nice, you need something more…I have masks and everything saved up! Maybe some mani pedi too.” he just stared at her, “I-If you want.”

Truly his skin care routine was very nice, he had a few basic items for his skin and some lotions he liked to use…but maybe a full on spa night wouldn’t be bad. “Well…it is monday.”

“Hmhm!’

“And it’d relax me.”

“Yes!”

He laughs, folding his shirt between his hands, “Okay. Yeah,I like it.” 

Beatrice smiles before disappearing from his view, her husband undressing himself and setting his clothes on the bed because ‘I’m going to put your clothes away! Relax!’ as he walks to the bathroom wearing only his dark briefs. He stops by the door seeing Beatrice kneeled by the bathtub with a plethora of products, picking one up then putting it back down, “What are you doing?”

She looked over her shoulder back at him, - her eyes stilling on his underwear before vagarously moving up - “I’m choosing some stuff for you, something that’s not too…girly.” he chuffs a laugh, running his hands through his hair, “Do you still want a shower or a bath?”

“A shower is fine,gorgeous.”

“Okay!” she puts every other product - with the exception of the ones of her choosing - inside the cabinets again, pushing herself to her full height to turn towards him, “Very well, you can enjoy your shower…I’m going to get everything ready.” she stays in place, her gaze softening as she cups his cheeks, rubbing her thumbs on the bags under his eyes, “Oh,Roos.” 

“I’m okay…I’ll be okay. I just need a mental break.”

She nods after a few seconds, kissing his lips quickly and walking around him to leave the bathroom. Rooster watched her until she was gone, then let his shoulders drop, rubbing his hands on his face with the frustrated sigh leaving his lips. He hated feeling like this, he didn’t like to worry her so much and yet he did.

As he entered the shower he let the water hit his scalp and dribble down his face, funneling by his chin and creating a mini waterfall that landed on the tiled floor. He wanted to relax, so he stayed under the water for a few minutes, immobile, allowing the sounds to calm his brain and ease his memories.

When he opened his eyes he had to admit he felt a bit better, straightening his posture to grab the soap Beatrice gave him.

-

He walks downstairs feeling fresh, the white tee shirt was tugged down his body as he finished undressing by the final steps, rubbing his face with one hand as he turned towards the living room.

A lovely squealed giggle only made his heart soar.

“Dada!” Nicole was looking at him from her little mat, Eleanor and Jack on either side of her as she pushed herself with as much strength her little arms could handle, crawling over to him. Rooster, who didn’t want his daughter to crawl on the cold floor, just approached her little form and picked her up, immediately kissing and hugging her.

Nicole giggles again, hugging her father however she could and loving the attention given by him, “Oh, you smell so good.” he mutters, playfully sniffing her neck, “I love how baby soap smells.” Nicole babbles a bit, pressing her cheek to his shoulder as he carries her to the kitchen.

There are four large aluminum foil boxes on the kitchen table, two of them open and exposing the delicious interior, “Oh, holy shit those look so good.” he comments, making his wife peek out from behind the fridge’s door with a grin, “Fuck, the chicharron looks so good.” and it was cut in bite sized pieces, he couldn’t help but plop one in his mouth and immediately groan at the taste, “Oh fuck.”

“You better be careful,” she says, disappearing behind the fridge’s door again, “Because if you keep this up Nikki’s next word will be the F one.”

Bradley licks his fingers clean, looking down at Nicole who was mesmerized by the way his cheek moved, “Nikki,” he taps her nose with his knuckles, “Don’t say the bad word, only daddy is allowed to.” and he takes another bite of the pork belly, flicking his gaze at his little daughter who just watched with stars in her eyes. She followed when he brings it to his mouth, trying to mimic his eating only to make him laugh, “Not yet birdie, when you are old enough you’ll discover the wonders of Mexican food.”

Beatrice closes the door with her hip, holding two soda cans with a grin, “We got some special treatment tonight.” she comments as she plucks them open, the satisfying hiss followed, “I managed to get the extra combo tonight, so we not only got the usual but we got caramel flan and pineapple empanadas.”

“No way.”

“Yes way.” she smiles, “I felt like my husband needed that extra sweetness.”

Rooster licks his lips, eyes softening because he felt so…loved and warm all over. “...thank you,babe.”

“You are welcome,Roos.” she says, going back to the fridge to plop some ice cubes in their glasses, “Are you feeling any better?”

He inhales softly, arching his brows and giving her a small smile, “A little.” he gently picks Nicole’s hand and brings it to his lips, kissing the tiny dents of her knuckles and then her forehead, “Shower helped. And…” he laughs quietly, “I don’t know,maybe you were right about…me needing extra sweetness tonight.”

Beatrice knew what he meant, but it was good to hear nonetheless. She set the glasses aside, approaching him to quickly wrap her arms around his middle, propping her chin on his pecks just like he does to her, “You do.” she whispers, “You’ll be okay,Roos.”

“I know.” he says softly, kissing her head, “I will.”

She just leans into his kiss, meeting his lips with her own briefly and only leaving him after she kisses Nikki’s button nose, “Well,we better eat. It’ll get cold.”

“And we wouldn’t want that.” 

The best thing about dinner, besides how delicious it was, was seeing Nicole trying to snatch a bite with her toothless mouth, following her parents movements with her eyes, trying to reach any piece that she could and it was adorable how focused she was. Beatrice did feed her as the night went by, but it was obvious their daughter had her eyes in another prize.

After dinner, after he was happily full, Beatrice gently guided him to the living room, “Sit,sit!” she says sweetly as Rooster approaches the couch. He notices the several types of skin care masks and creams on the coffee table, “I’ll get the ice globes!” she rushes out of the living room so quickly he barely sees her.

Beatrice comes back gently tapping the frosty purple glass globes together, “Okay, now,” she begins, “You are going to lie your head on my lap and Nikki can stay on your chest, there’s no problem.” she was giddy “I’ve decided to not give you a mani pedi yet because I know you can be a bit ticklish.”

“Wha?” he furrows his brows, “Me? Ticklish? Where?”

“On your feet,” she smiles, “Plus your feet are pretty good, no need for it right now.”

Rooster purses his lips but shrugs, following Beatrice with his eyes until she sat directly next to his head. He drops to her thighs with a happy sigh, Nicole watching this with curiosity and vocalizing as her mother starts gently massaging Rooster’s face, “Oh, that’s nice…I like this.” she smiles while moving her fingers on his cheeks, “Feels soothing.”

“It should be.” she giggles, kissing his scalp, “I want you to relax,Roos.”

He knew that. And he physically did so, exhaling heavily as his wife gently massaged his face. He…was going to be okay, he didn’t want to have these thoughts so often. He wanted to move on but he also knew that in need to move on he’d have to talk about certain things he refused to.

He loved his mother.

He truly loved his mother…even if he imagined she apologized to him in the shape of a bird…it wasn’t the same. He’d love to talk to her, he wanted to understand why, he wanted to know why he wasn’t given the choice when he was old enough to.

He was severely depressed when he started college, he couldn’t join the Navy because of his uncle and his mother. He didn’t hate her, but he couldn’t say he wasn’t hurt about it…certain things, even if back then were ‘easier’ to figure out it didn’t mean it was resolved.

Rooster pushed it deep into his mind and forgot about it. 

Or at least he tried to.

Beatrice’s emotions were on her sleeve even when she tried to hide them, she couldn’t lie, whenever she was too anxious she’d either wring her hands or have a blank look on her face for minutes. Him was a different story.

Hold it in. Prevent. Hide. You achieved so much shoving those memories and how they hurt in your brain, why bother with them now? That’s how it was, maybe even since his father passed. He had to grow up so fast, he had to become the ‘man of the house’ and help his mother how he could.

Carole didn’t show her emotions in front of him either, probably because she didn’t want him to worry more but that only added to the overall stress and doubts. It wasn’t her fault, she was trying to get back on her feet after the love of her life passed tragically and she had a little boy to raise.

Maybe that’s why he was so hesitant talking about his mother, he didn’t want to blame her like that. Because that’s -” Ah! Holy shit!” He jumps when he feels the cold globes touching his cheeks, widening his eyes to look back at Bea who immediately pulls them back with an apologetic look on her face.

‘Sorry! Are you okay?”

“Y-Yeah, just,got surprised.” he sighs, rubbing his forehead with his free hand as Nicole giggles on his chest “Shit that’s cold.”

“It helps soothe the skin.” she says as helpful as she could “You were deep in thought.”

He looks back at Beatrice with his brows furrowed, “You don’t have to tell me.” she says gently, “You really don’t, just enjoy the rest of the night, okay Roos?”

Bradley inhales softly, trying to calm his brain down, letting a gentle chuckle that only makes Bea smile more, “Okay,gorgeous.”

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[tournament-announcer]

not sure if this is the right place to ask, but any guides/whatever on how to run a character tournament thingy? i assume it's all pretty straightforward stuff, but if people have tips i'd like to hear them

I don’t have tips if you want people to submit characters because I have never used that, but the tips I do have are:

Decide on the size of your bracket early on and keep it realistic. I’ve run a bracket of size 128 and that was a bit much, now I’m running a bracket of size 64 and it’s way easier to handle

I prefer to not have too many polls per day to give people the chance to think about it and avoid clogging people’s dash. However I’ve only run music tournaments so I also take into account that people may want to listen to the songs and that’s hard if I post all 128 songs in a few days. Also I found that if I didn’t get time to prepare in advance I could easily make 4 polls a day, but much more would take a significant time

Do try to prepare things in advance though! The queue and drafts are your friends!

Try to find a way to seed your bracket, for music I used Spotify streams, for characters you could use ao3 stats or your own personal guess of who would be most popular. I’ve found it annoying in the past when two of my predicted top 5 would face off in the first round already

I also like to have a bunch of cross links between posts so followers can easily find all polls. It has also turned out really handy for me to quickly find out how polls are doing. However this is also more work so it’s a personal preference

If you include images try to include descriptions or alt-text to stay accessible

That’s what I could come up with, everyone feel free to disagree with me or add to this!

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[hazbincalifornia]

Fatherhood

Chapter 64: Blitzo and Stolas take a moment to talk before the ceremony begins.

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“You know, I’m pretty sure you could have just snapped me clean out there,” Blitzo commented as Stolas summoned a towel once they pulled apart. He watched it fly in from the bathroom and drop down on the couch before he was set on top of it.

“I could have, but then I couldn’t have had a moment of peace with you without everyone watching,” Stolas said, his tone shifted just enough that Blitzo knew it was leaning on the ‘concerned parent’ side of the spectrum as the owl brushed a hand over his still-slightly-darkened cheeks to try and wipe the color away. “Blitz-”

“Look, I know, but you had that spell around my guts! She was fine, she probably liked the exercise anyway, it’s been so fucking boring at work without being able to go out in the field, okay?”

“Babies are delicate!” Stolas waved a hand over his royal clothes, vanishing the mud with one clean sweep as Blitzo felt the splatters on himself starting to harden. “I know that you can handle yourself, but she cannot. She’ll likely barely be able to keep her head up when she’s born, and that’s hardly any condition to go rolling around in mud puddles with handsome cowboys.” He paused. “Not until she’s much older, anyway.”

“She’s gonna be a sturdy bitch, she’s mine,” Blitzo grumbled as he felt her nudge what might have been a hand against the inside of his skin and poked at it back. “See, she’s agreeing with me.”

“Be that as it may, if she inherits your stubborn streak, it’s going to be a very interesting few years,” Stolas said, folding himself down on the couch next to Blitzo. Even through the words, Blitzo could hear a pinch of fondness mixed with the frustration. “As dashingly rugged as you look, her safety needs to come first. Babies require a lot of work.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Blitzo pulled his legs up with a groan, although his belly got too in the way for said legs to get up very far. “I know.”

“Do you?” Stolas tilted his head. “Loona wasn’t a baby.”

“I know that too, you had that heart-to-heart with her, remember?” (The one where she’d said he sucked. His stomach gurgled, and he brushed it aside.) “Babies are useless the first bit, sure, but I’ll manage. She’ll be worth it.”

“How would you feel if something happened to her and you could have stopped it?”

“Well, I’d-” The sentence died in Blitzo's mouth and tasted like hot ash.

Stolas sighed. He vanished the mud from Blitzo’s clothes with another wave of his fingers as he leaned closer, and his other hand rested on Blitzo’s knee. “I don’t mean to push, but neither of us want that. Please be careful… for both of your sakes. I can’t stand to think of either of you hurt, not when we’re so close. Your safety matters to me, dear, and you’re not at your usual strength anymore with her practically ready to burst out and say hello.” Blitzo’s chin sunk into his knees, and Stolas pulled the blanket up around him. “I know you’ll do your best.”

“Mhm.” The high of managing to pin Striker was quickly churning into anxiety, mixing with those fucking hormones and the ache in his gut he’d had all afternoon. The unspoken ‘but what if that’s not good enough?’ hung in the air like a thousand poisoned daggers as his claws dug into the leather of his pants and his stomach cramped, twisting in a vise on itself.

“Fatherhood is… difficult,” Stolas said slowly, and Blitzo snorted.

“Understatement of the fucking millennium.”

Stolas gave a little chuckle. “I won’t deny that. It’s been both the most difficult and most rewarding thing I’ve ever done. If I know one thing, though, it’s that you have to try. Stella never did. She had Via and figured that was all she needed to do, and it was up to me to keep Via from realizing how little her mother ever cared.” He paused, eyes softening a little. “No matter what, I know that you’ll love them, the way you care for your Loona.” He ran his fingers over Blitzo’s shirt, straightening out a crease.“You’ll be a good father.”

You ruin everything you touch, why would this be any different?

“Yeah. Yeah, I will. I kick ass.” He sounded like he was trying to convince himself at least half as much as he was thinking it. Stolas’s expression had too many emotions to root out and shifted up to squeeze Blitzo’s shoulder, settling to something that might have been determination with a slight curled hook to the beak.

“Just don’t throw her in the middle of any more wrestling matches,” Stolas said. “I’ll help you as much as possible until you start to feel more comfortable and we can ask Aamon if he can offer assistance as well. You’ll learn as you go. I had to do it all on my own the first time, and you’ll have me.” He gave a soft, lopsided smile. “I want this to go well as much as you do, darling… and maybe, someday, we might…” He trailed off, and Blitzo cleared his throat.

“Could you… fuck, this is dumb.”

“What?”

“If she- if she gets hurt, once she’s crawling around. Could you fix her?”

“Blitz!” Stolas’s feathers fluffed up as he stared down at Blitzo, who waved a twitchy hand, leg bouncing.

“Look, I don’t want her hurt either, okay? She’s still attached to me right now, and I just- fuck, what if-”

“If you keep your head properly on your shoulders and be the clever imp that you are, she’ll be fine." Stolas gripped both sides of Blitzo’s face, squishing in the cheeks slightly and turning it upwards to meet his eyes.”I was half your age when I had Via and she’s survived this long, you’ll manage with her until she can start crawling around on her own if you just take a breath and try to not drop her off the edge of a building. We can go through the apartment and add padding to make things safer, but she won’t really be moving for a while anyway.” Stolas’s palms eased off the skin. “I wouldn’t have asked you to do this if I didn’t think you could handle it, you just need to think and allow me to help.”

“There’s a lot of shit you don’t know about me.” Still, Blitzo chewed on the inside of his cheek for a moment, the flash of pain grounding. “Fine. We’ll just hope she doesn’t stick a fork in the wall socket and go from there. I’m going to be careful and not run over her or some shit. We’ll be fine.”

“That’s the spirit!” Stolas kissed his forehead. “And you won’t do it again?”

“I’m not going to have the chance, if she’ll be rolling out of my pussy in a couple of days. Once she’s out, she’s getting treated with extra care like the glass ponies on the high shelf.” He sucked in a breath and let it out, the coil in his chest loosening a little. Quiet hung in the air for a few moments, and he could hear the echo of chatter from outside. “...Thanks.”

“Wonderful.” Stolas nodded, seemingly mostly to himself as he straightened up, but Blitzo could see the way his fingers drummed against his leg, the edge of nerves jittering through him. “Now then, I do have to prepare for the ceremony in a few minutes. Is there anything you need before then?”

Blitzo pulled up a smirk. “Think you could snap me up some snazzy new duds?” He waved at himself. “I kinda got the fancy shirt torn up, and I don’t know how well Mill’s folks would take to seeing flashes of my tits without asking first.”

“Hmm.” Stolas thought for a moment before snapping his fingers. Blitzo’s shirt changed with a flash of glitter, pale flowers blooming on the pattern as the fabric changed from white to red with buttons down the center. At that, Blitzo raised an eyebrow, but it came with a fond smile as he plucked a bit of the fabric up with a pinch.

“I’m not sure this exactly fits the honky-tonk vibe down here.”

“What? It’s a good look on you! Very fatherly energy.” Stolas’s cheek puffed out as he half-pouted, snapping his fingers again as the red bled away to a warm brown, the sparkle trailing down to his pants, which-

Blitzo couldn’t help a little grin as the leather of his pants shifted, the soft flesh of his ass spilling out on the couch. “Oh, you bitch.”

Stolas grinned back. “At least show it off before I change you back, love.”

The word still made his spines twitch as his stomach hummed with warmth, and with honey-thick affection boiling in his guts, he obliged. He slid off the couch and spun around on his boots to show off the cowboy ensemble that was complete with assless chaps, emphasis on the ass. The leg material cut off partway up, leaving his magic-and-baby plumped cheeks free. He gave himself a slap, hearing the noise echo. “I think I remember wearing something like this during body shots at a party once.”

“Oh?” Stolas tilted his head. “We’ll certainly have to recreate that sometime.”

“Oh fuck yeah, you’ve got the best tongue this side of the Hive,” Blitzo muttered half-under his breath, but Stolas’s feathers puffed up anyway. Score one for bird hearing. “C’mon, feathers, you know full well what you do to Daddy.”

“I need to work, dear-"

“Don’t you dare ‘dear’ me, you started it!” He prodded a finger at Stolas’s chest, and the sparkles shimmered over him one last time before returning him to his original outfit, albeit with the tears patched up. Stolas stood and stretched, smiling wider as he cupped Blitzo’s cheek before his voice dipped low.

“As soon as the ceremony is over, I’ll show you exactly what I’m dying to do to Daddy, darling.”

Blitzo opened his mouth to make a smart comment, but Stolas had swept out the door with the summoned Grimoire, the book floating in the air with a few stray sparkles trailing behind them by the time his brain re-activated.

Showtime.

#one time #daddy blitzo #helluva mpreg #shadow writes stuff

[luigiblood]

GoldenEye 007 & The Future of Nintendo Switch Online

I wanna talk a little bit about the rerelease of GoldenEye 007, the little context and also something I noticed during my research.

GoldenEye 007 has finally got rereleased on January 27th 2023 on both the Nintendo Switch Online service, Xbox Game Pass and as a digital Rare Replay update.

See more after the break.

Emulation quality

Both the Switch and Xbox versions are confirmed emulated and not based at all from the leaked XBLA version, which I'm probably certain will never see a release ever, possibly due to the rights holders which are... very messy if I rely on the copyright info: FIVE. Nintendo, Rare Studio (Microsoft), Danjaq LLC, MGM and Sony Music Publishing.

Welcome to rights hell.

The emulation of it is... kinda complicated because it is mostly fine, like it is playable for certain, if you play it I think it is sort of reasonable. Both versions have 16:9 support (which by the way, was part of the original version on N64) and are 30 FPS with some framerate dips.

The Xbox version has tons of hacks to just change the controls, copyright info, and upscaling (up to 4K!) which honestly, is the imperfect part, with the slight but very visible texture warping and seams, which while Code Mystics claims it is technically accurate to the N64, and I do actually believe them about that, I don't know if we can really talk about accuracy the moment you just upscale the graphics way beyond what the original console could do.

Personally this problem would definitely bother me a lot, but from what I can see the Xbox version is still emulating fine.

The Switch Online version has not many hacks, they do exist, but not really a lot, the graphics emulation is slightly worse than Xbox with mostly too much fog than intended, repeated textures that shouldn't repeat as much, but it makes up for not having the texture warping issue in the slightest, only having less visible seams at times, as it is also upscaled in HD.

Just to talk about the specifics of the Switch version as I datamined it: The base ROM is different, and was modified to remove the face textures for Sean Connery, Roger Moore and Timothy Dalton. This is actually kinda the first time they hacked a base ROM like this before, especially only for parts that are fully unused, they really wanted to make sure it's not there.

I also noticed tons of texture replacements that seem to be related to explosions, maybe muzzle flashes as well.

The major thing that people will talk about are the controls, which by result of the Nintendo Switch Online service being more about playing the original games as is, which I do respect personally, in fact let me say this: the default control scheme is dated but it's fine to play, but there's one thing that I really dislike: The stick sensitivity is way too high. I think this makes it almost unplayable in certain aspects, because current sticks are definitely not like the N64 sticks which I think are way more precise due to their inner workings and form factor, it does not adapt 1:1 to newer sticks.

So when you just wanna use the aiming mode in Goldeneye, it's way harder to aim properly than on an N64 controller. It's doable, but it's harder.

The online, exclusive to Switch due to the N64 emulator already supporting it, I couldn't try it but after seeing footage it is very sad that it still can't handle online with players from two different regions when on PC it is not as much of a problem.

If you ask me which version is emulated better, I'd say Xbox at first glance, but both versions are totally playable, good enough but imperfect. Code Mystics' work for their N64 emulator is I think respectable, and iQue's work on the N64 emulator for Switch is also much better than we originally anticipated with the trailers and other official footage.

And yes I mentioned iQue and not NERD because their official involvement with Nintendo 64 NSO seems to be purely on the UI integration, possibly a bit more, but the major developer is iQue.

A lot of the disappointment I noticed are on the fact that 360 XBLA port is not used in any way, and it is certainly a bummer when that version showed promise.

N64 Switch Online Issues

But I also do hear a lot of complaints about the controls, but I think it's more of a quality of life debate, I think it's playable except for the stick sensitivity on Switch. But everyone does point out the need for a way to remap controls. Instead we just use the Switch OS controller remap feature in an attempt to fit our needs, which, personally, is only a bandaid and is not a real fix.

Personally one of the most annoying thing is the fact that B and A are horizontal instead of vertical just like the original N64 controller.

WHY IS THIS NOT A FEATURE YET?

I also hate how the ZL is always Z, and the L button is always L, when most games' L button equivalent is Z since we put our left hand on the stick part.

iQue and NERD really needs to implement control remapping, PER GAME, or possibly ways to register presets per game or something, it getting urgent.

...what's the deal Japan? (Theory)

Now, if you're in Japan, you might have noticed GoldenEye 007 hasn't rereleased on Switch there yet...

Nintendo's website says that the game would be released in other regions on the 27th, as planned, but the game would be out in Japan only later in 2023, while mentioning the game's rating: CERO: Z.

This is kind of important, because this is the highest rating. Japan have strict laws about this, and you can't let kids access this game easily.

Aside from the very weird rating, this means a lot, this means Nintendo has to do something about Parental Controls about this game, there's two ways they could deal with this:

Either they just make a 18+ N64 NSO app with the game, rated 18+ instead of Teen or 16+ like in other regions.

Or they do add some parental controls check inside the app, preventing access in a dynamic way per account.

The thing is, I've seen how the application manages the game library user interface: it's very flexible in what it can show/hide, just see how it manages European games or the case of region locking, applied in Korea to hide Magical Drop2 (SNES) and F-Zero X (N64).

For me, this seems like the kind of thing that could have been implemented easily in a few months? Though I'm speaking as someone who hasn't been in a big company managing these things in some way.

The funniest part is still how the apps can access the Parental Controls OS service the entire time.

So my theory is the following: I expect a sort of refresh of the NSO retro apps in the near future, downgrading the NSO retro app age rating to a minimum, instead putting every single age rating info for each game individually, trusting the parental controls to provide information to the app to hide games that shouldn't be played by the user.

I can see the possible logic of implementing this fully for every possible age rating from Nintendo, because while you're at it, you could just as well manage it for the entire library of games, which, currently, is almost 200 different titles in total.

And this, I can see this taking time to do, because you'd need info from every single rating boards in every region, which all games have been assumed 16+/Teen just because the app is that way. I can see some logistics required and could potentially take months to make sure everything is all right.

Now I don't know if they could see this as an opportunity to refresh the UI in a way, possibly even adding new features (like custom controls, please), and maybe this is the reason why Game Boy Color NSO hasn't launched yet, I could see this as a reason to just have feature parity everywhere as a saner base.

I don't know if I'm being reasonable on my theory, but I feel like it'd make sense? We'll see how it goes, really.

#n64 #goldeneye #nintendo #xbox #rare #nintendo switch online

[voidthewanderer]

3, 4, 11, 17, 50 and 64 for Arsenic Crow and Ripper? Hier sind kekse.

@bleumanouche || How thirsty are your OCs?

As before, under cut for NSFT themes! This one actually has more in depth stuff!

3. Did they have an experience they consider their "sexual awakening?"

Arsenic: No, but also yes. He's been sexually active since he was about sixteen; typical, horny teenager shit. However, he had his upbringing that "sex=attraction" which greatly differed from how he actually treated it (opportunity to feel good, no strings attached). Crow was his sexual awakening in the fact that he was actually attracted to them and he actually wanted to make a sexual relationship work with them when it finally delved down into it.

Crow: Yes, and it was Arsenic. Beforehand meeting him, if a relationship seemed like it was steering sexual or was pointed out that it needed to be for it to continue, they'd just peace out. They didn't experience sexual attraction. Though, how easily they were able to dip out of the relationships too, it didn't seem like they really had a romantic attraction either. Arsenic was that change. Knowing the type of person he was, the way their relationship progressed, they actually did start getting curious. Sure, it took them two-hundred years, but they did finally get to that point and... well... they liked it!

Ripper: Not really, not unless you count him realizing he hates one night stands as an awakening. Yeah, he had girlfriends before Amelia, but Amelia had been his one and only until they had to split up to keep the kids safe. When he did attempt to date again, some dates did turn into something sexual and he absolutely hated it. It felt good in the moment, but after the fact? He felt horrible. He swore off even going on casual dates because he couldn't handle the mental torture it was not being able to be committed to someone.

4. Do they tends towards people with a vagina or one with a dick when seeking sexual partners?

Arsenic: He definitely leans more towards people with vaginas. He's not opposed to having sex with someone who has a dick, but he's the one giving, never receiving, unless it's receiving a blowjob.

Crow: They'd be OK with both. Since their only experience is with dick, they're really not too sure just how much they'd like to give/receive from someone with a vagina, but it wouldn't necessarily bother them.

Ripper: He's only ever been with partners who have vaginas. That's not to say he wouldn't try a partner with a dick, but he's not too keen on receiving. He's tried pegging before and he didn't like it. However, he's never given head, nor a handjob to another dick-haver before, so it's a possibility!

11 answered here!

17. Weirdest place they've had sex?

Arsenic: His weirdest place was a hotel kitchen. He's no stranger to having sex in kitchen after hours, but this had just been some random kitchen in a hotel that had no overnight food ordering. Fan saw him, fawned over him. He'd been bored and wanted a little bit of action. He cleaned up afterwards because it's still a kitchen and needs to be clean. He's really not too keen on being in places were people could potentially see him and, now in a stable relationship with someone who's strictly 'personal house only' for sex (currently), he hasn't done anything really out of the ordinary.

Crow: Not applicable. They've only ever had sex in the privacy of their own bedroom and/or house. They're not at a level of comfort where they'd be willing to try anywhere else and not sure if they'd ever be in that state of comfort.

Ripper: Church confessional cabinet; this style. It'd been the first one night stand he'd ever had after Amelia had moved across the country with the kids. The church was open to the public, the confessionals were right there. A little bit of a role play happened (if asked about it now, he'd be incredibly embarrassed about that part, it was weird even for him, but he thought the relationship was gonna turn into something); she got into the booth and the rest was history. The whole thing made him feel very uneasy after the fact (the whole Catholic upbringing thing), but he felt worse when she ghosted him.

50. What do they consider foreplay?

Arsenic: For him, it normally starts off with dirty talk and touching. Things he can get away with. Delayed gratification. 'I can touch you but you can't touch me.' He likes being the one to initiate and this is normally how he'd start. Though, if a partner tries to initiate, it's easiest to just get him with verbal teasing. He's not as big of a fan of touching unless already laying in bed.

Crow: (Thankfully for Arsenic) Is the same way. Verbal teasing is the best way to initiate and how they'd be more likely to initiate. Touching they really only want to receive. Kissing of non-genital area erogenous zones, especially when caught off guard is something they also like doing (when they can reach that is, considering Arsenic is nearly a foot taller than them and they know one of his sweet spots is the nape of his neck).

Ripper: He's an incredibly hands on person when it comes to foreplay. Yeah, there's gonna be some verbal stuff, but he wants nothing more than to touch. If he's not allowed to for whatever reason (they don't want to be touched yet, not letting him touch yet gets him going too), then he'll lay on visual and verbal thick. Dancing provocatively, if he's got his hands on anything he can use as bondage to tease (rope is the easiest choice for him), stripping, he'll go for it. He wants his partner to be excited for what he'll bring and he'll be sure to almost spell it out for them.

64. How much PDA are they comfortable with?

Arsenic: He's not a fan of PDA, even when it's around people he's known for a long time. Yes, he'll still let his partner love on him and do what they're comfortable with; but unless he's actively trying to piss someone off? He's most likely not going to reciprocate.

Crow: They're fine with more cutesy stuff. Hugging, holding hands, kissing, cuddling. Making out? Ehh... it depends on the situation. Before many prying eyes can see, they're OK with, but they're still on alert. Touching genital area erogenous zones are off limits, as well as the chest. Sex is a very heavy no; the idea of getting caught in the act makes them extremely uncomfortable.

Ripper: Ripper is comfortable with anything short of straight up public sex. Once it delves down into that, he's a bit more on the side of caution. He's not against exhibitionism, the thrill of potentially getting caught is a wonderful feeling, but if caught, he will end the act, regardless of closeness to finishing or not.

#shut it void #friend talk #bleumanouche #thank you bleu! #oc: arsenic #oc: crow holiday #oc: ripper

[kenkaodoll]

Kamiya Dojo Monogatari Tale 65 (JUMP SQ 23/06)

About Kamiya Dojo Monogatari:

Tales of Kamiya dojo is written by Kaoru Kurosaki and published along with the “Rurouni Kenshin Hokkaido” arc in JUMPSQ. The tale involves the Rurouni Kenshin character in daily life that takes time between Kenshin and Kaoru marriage until the epilogue chapter in the original manga before the Hokkaido Arc. Until this month (May 2023) there are a total 65 chapters in Tales of Kamiya dojo. This is an unofficial translation. 

Previous Story: https://www.tumblr.com/kenkaodoll/711955324274458624/kamiya-dojo-monogatari-tale-64-jump-sq-2304

“Ah, you're looking much better, miss.”

Yosaku said to Tsubame with a big smile.

“…. Aa, yes..."

Tsubame was in a panic, not knowing what to say. Suddenly, Yosaku appeared and said, "I will watch you dance," and he watched her practicing dance, which she was not very good at. At first, she was so flustered that she stumbled and made mistakes. Somehow, the moves she could do when practicing alone became impossible with Yosaku's eyes on her.

Yosaku said a few minutes ago, “Not only dancing, but other arts improve ten times more when you show them to others than when you practice it alone.”

He was absolutely right.

Perhaps Yosaku gave her a bit of courage.

“Ah,thank… thank you.”

Tsubame thanked him .

“'Will you dance at the village hanami too, miss?”

Yosaku asked her as if he was looking at his grandchildren.

“Yes, I will… I'm not sure I'm going to be able to dance in front of people. I don’t want to cause trouble for everyone at Akabeko..."

“That’s no problem. I think you’re doing all right, thanks to the practice.”

“Is that so?”

Yosaku's assurances made Tsubame feel relieved.

“Well, what’s your name, miss?”

“Ah… I’m called Tsubame.”

“I see, what a pretty name. I’m Yosaku.”

“Ah.. yes, Yosaku-san.”

Because she’s not a good talker, she couldn't carry on the conversation after that. Tsubame was flustered.

Then…

"All right, I've made up my mind!"

Yosaku stood up quickly. He stomped on his cigarette butts and walked back into Akabeko.

・

Inside Akabeko, Juyuemon's henchmen were having a good time with the waitresses who performed the dance.

“Hey, boy!”

Yosaku called out to Yahiko loud enough to be heard in the bustling restaurant.

“What is it?”

Yahiko came to Yosaku.

“I'll take one of those hand fans you gave to Juyuemon's henchmen."

“Yeah, sure.”

“And I need something to write with. Give me a brush and ink.”

“A brush and ink? What's it for?”

“Oh, well. Just give it to me.”

Yosaku grinned.

“Yahiko was dubious, but prepared a hand fan, brush and ink for him.”

Juyuemon's henchmen also began to pay attention to Yosaku, who opposed them, when they heard that he had made some kind of move.

“What's the matter? What are you doing, Yosaku?”

One of Juyuemon's henchmen spoke to Yosaku.

“Well, let’s see.”

Yosaku sits upright in front of the hand fan and applies a generous amount of ink to a thick brush.

Before anyone knew it, the music and dancing had stopped, and everyone was watching Yosaku's act with bated breath.

“Ha!”

A flash of spirit.

With a masterful handling of the brush, Yosaku wrote a kanji character on the uchiwa fan with his skillful hand.

The character that appeared was expertly handwritten calligraphy, but in an easy-to-understand block style.

Tsubame

It had one letter written on it.

"Mm, well done, well done."

Yosaku must have put his heart and soul into this one character. When he finished writing, he nodded his head in satisfaction and raised his hand fan high in the air. Indeed, the character for "Tsubame" was well done.

What is this?"

Yahiko was curious why he wrote Tsubame's name on it.

“I've decided to cheer her on.”

Yosaku held up the hand fan with Tsubame written on it and smiled with satisfaction.

“Cheering? Tsubame?"

Yahiko muttered back.

He was at a loss as to what to think of this unexpected turn of events.

“Ah, that's a good idea!”

Shigeemon's henchmen were quicker to grasp the situation than Yahiko.

“I want to write too”

“We just need to write the name of the girl we are cheering for, right?”

“You there, miss, tell me your name.”

Everyone got ready to write the name on their hand fan.

Yahiko was looking at their excited faces and watching the lively scene with some dismay.

“What is it? Huh?”

Yahiko slowly understood the meaning of Yosaku's act. The fact that Juyuemon's henchmen had been excited from the very beginning, it was safe to assume that Juyuemon had agreed with his idea, and now Yosaku would be supporting Tsubame...

“Which means it's okay to dance at the hanami party.”

Yahiko murmured.

In other words, Yosaku, who initially wanted to cut down the sakura trees had changed his mind and won't cut down the sakura trees. It means they could have a Hanami party.

“I see, we did it... we did it, right?"

He still didn’t know if the operation was a success or not. In fact, if the number of drunken assaults and other nuisances at cherry blossom viewing parties does not decrease, it cannot be said that the problem has been solved. However, there is no doubt that this is a step forward, He thought.

・

The sakura were in full bloom, and it’s the time for the peak of the hanami.

“Please come and join us, I'll take you out on a boat!”

On the same day that Akabeko's waitress danced at the hanami party, Miyako came to Kamiya Dojo to pick up Kenshin, Kaoru, Kenji, and Megumi by boat.

Yahiko and Misao guarded the hanami seating.

Tsubame waited nervously for her turn to dance, while Tae did her best to run the beef hot pot stall.

The villagers and Juyuemon's henchmen gathered under the full bloom sakura tree.

Kenshin and Kaoru walked along the rows of sakura trees, guided by Miyako.

“As one would expect from the sakura viewing spot, the place is crowded with people, that is it.”

“It's really beautiful. Look at this, Kenji.”

Kaoru lifted Kenji up as if he was high in the air so that he could see the sakura blossoms.

“Usually the villagers and Juyuemon's henchmen are fighting over the best spot for the hanami, but this time the henchmen are giving the place under the sakura blossom to the villagers.”

Miyako explained with satisfaction.

“It looks like they have a plan.”

Megumi asked and Miyako pointed toward the shrine.

“The henchmen are glued to that side.”

In front of the shrine's kagura hall (sacred dance stage), a group of henchmen were gathered, they were holding hand fans with the names of their favorite waitresses.

Yahiko and Misao arrived, they were patrolling as guards.

“The strategy seems to be going well so far, that it is,” Kenshin said.

“So far, so good.”

Misao nodded at Kenshin's words.

“But we can't let our guard down until the end.”

As Yahiko spoke, there’s a sound of Taiko*.

“The Akabeko waitresses will perform the song and dance.”

The henchmen were excited, they had been waiting for it.

The villagers, who were looking forward to seeing the sakura blossoms, were also paying attention.

The waitresses were on stage. In the center of the stage was Tsubame, showing the results of her practice.

Among the audience in front of the stage, Yosaku was holding up a fan with the word "Tsubame" written on it.

No one was drunk, and no one was in trouble.

The sakura blossoms in full bloom were stunningly beautiful.

“Hey, Kenshin.”

Yahiko muttered his thoughts to Kenshin.

“This time, Sanosuke went on a trip, and there was no one left to ‘glare’ at them, and that's what caused our problem.”

“Come to think of it, that's what started it, wasn't it?”

“Even if there is no one who glaring menacingly, I hope that next year's sakura season, and the seasons after that, we will still be able to sing and dance our way to peace and happiness.”

“I hope so, that I am.”

Kenshin smiled.

Kaoru took Kenji's hand and moved his hand along with the waitress’s dance on stage. Megumi watched the scene with amusement.

Misao was standing guard atop a sakura tree. She was enjoying the blooming sakura blossoms under her guise.

Everyone was at peace.

・

Juyuemon's henchmen were enjoying themselves, waving hand fans and dancing together with the waitresses as they danced.

A pleasant moment passed.

“Yo, Miyako. And the boy."

Yosaku called out to Yahiko and Miyako, who were patrolling for guard.

“I'm not a boy. I'm Yahiko Myojin.”

“I see.”

Yosaku nodded.

“I'm glad this year's sakura season went off without a problem. Thank you for a good Hanami party, Miyako and Yahiko.”

Yahiko and Miyako were taken aback as Yosaku thanked them. What did a man who had even asked for the cherry blossoms to be cut down mean when he said thank you for the Hanami party?

They blinked their eyes.

~“If there is no sakura in the world

In spring people feel tranquil state of mind”~

Yosaku recited a poem.

“What's that?”

Yosaku explained to Yahiko.

“It's a poem by Ariwara no Narihira*. In spring, the heart is not at peace because it rejoices to see sakura blossoms blooming and it regrets when the petals are scattered. It means something like if there were no sakura, it would be peaceful.

“Yosaku-san surprisingly is a man with taste.”

Miyako chided.

“I said I wished there were no sakura blossoms, but it doesn’t mean that I hate them.”

A spring breeze blew past.

Next year, and the year after that, the sakura blossoms will bloom again.

The Hanami party was a great success.

There was no trouble, Akabeko was able to promote itself, the food stalls sold well, and everyone had a great time.

But Yahiko was the only one, he was bothered by the fact that there were other young people besides Yosaku who were enthusiastic with Tsubame’s performance and waving their hand fans.

Notes:

*)Hanami : Literally flower viewing, when people gathering to see cherry blossom 

*)Mikagura: Mikagura is a form of Japanese ceremonial music and dance which originated in rituals first conducted more than 1,000 years ago by Shinto shrine priests for the Imperial Court of Japan.

*)Taiko* (Japanese drum)

*)Ariwara no Narihira: He was a Japanese courtier and waka poet of the early Heian period.

.…..to be continued in chapter 66…… 

TLnote(1): translating Japanese is so hard because the sentence structure is very different compared with English. Also the style of writing is different, plus there’s a lot of figurative, poetic language and things that don't make sense if it’s directly translated into english. So forgive me if this is very weird to read, and please tell me if you want to give corrections. 

TLnote(2) I will provide the original Japanese text for correction if any of you who read have better knowledge of the Japanese language. Just dm and I’ll send the file.

TLnote(3) Dtninja had translated some earlier chapters on his website. You can go and check on there

Read the rest of the story here: https://www.tumblr.com/kenkaodoll/686193523858538496/rurouni-kenshin-tales-of-kamiya-dojo?source=share

#Kamiya Dojo Monogatari #Tales of Kamiya Dojo #Rurouni Kenshin #Ruroken #Himura Kenshin #Kamiya Kaoru #(Himura Kaoru) #Himura Kenji #Himura Family #Kenkao #Myojin Yahiko #Sanjo Tsubame #Sekihara Tae #Takani Megumi #Makimachi Misao #unofficial translation #Kurosaki Kaoru #Kaoru Kurosaki

[sc0tters]

Prompt list

(this list is not my own)

In your request either mention the details of the prompt or the number!

1. “Come here, let me warm you up.”

2. "I'm so cold."

3. "cuddle with me for a second. it'll heat the both of us up."

4. "Please come to bed"

5. “Are you wearing my hoodie?"

6. "so, how much longer do you plan on using me as your personal space heater?"

7. “What are you doing here?”

8. “Are you okay?”

9. “I love you, you know that right?”

10. “Did you miss me?”

11. “Could you stay, please?”

12. “Spend the night?”

13. “You think that this is easy for me?”

14. “Are we okay?”

15. “It's okay, I got you”

16. “I'm not leaving”

17. “I've been in love with you for years!”

18. “I don't hate you, not even a little bit”

19. “Because I know you”

20. “I hope you know what you're doing”

21. “You don't have to pretend you're fine,”

22. “I'm just so tired”

23. "I never knew that about you. it's cute."

24. “please don’t cry”“Does it hurt?”

25. “Oh stop pouting, I'm coming.”

26. “Let me know if there’s anything I can do for you.”

27. “Can I get you anything?” 

28.  “'ll be back to check up on you later.”

29.  "Open your mouth for me.”

30.  “Please kiss me.”

31. “Use your words.”

32. “Tell me what you want.”

33. “You can take it.”

34. “I can’t get enough of you.”

35. “I can take it.”

36. “You take me so well.”

37. “Spread your legs wider.”

38. “Louder. Let me hear you.”

39. “Keep your eyes on me.”

40. “Touch yourself.”

41. “Do you want my fingers?”

42. "Wait, don't go, please.." 

43. " are... are these good tears? or bad tears?”

44. “Stop this.”

45. “I can't pretend anymore”

46. “Can you look at me? Please?”

47. I don't think I've ever seen you smile”

48. “Are you really this happy 24/7?”“Are you really this grumpy 24/7?”

49. “No, no, please don’t look sad. I can’t handle that.”

50. “You’re definitely the only person I would do this for.”

51. “I love you the way you are, okay? you don’t need to change. ”

52. “stay quiet”

53. “first one to make noises loses”

54. “you’re so fucking hot when you’re mad”

55. “you have no idea how much i want you,”

56. “i’m going to fuck your so hard you’re going to forget that guys name”

57. “don’t fucking touch what is not yours”

58. “come and sit on my face and i’ll show you how much i missed you”

59. “would you like to go somewhere a little private”

60. “i want you....here.... right now”

61. “no panties?”

62. “Don't yell at me in languages I don't understand!"

63. “Please dont cry, im sorry”

64. “Don’t tell me your fine your bleeding”

65. “I wouldn’t do that to you”

66. “everything about you amazes me”

67. “I’ll never be good enough”

68. “I love you know nobody else”

69. “you could punch me in the face, and I still want you not gonna lie”

70. “we’re in public!”

71. “you’re blushing” “am not”

72. “you’re not even listening”

73. “stay”

74. “you can’t banish me this is my bedroom too!”

75. “you’re literally a man child”

76. “oh my God you’re taking up the whole bed”

77. “Kiss me quick”

78. “God, you’re freezing!”

#prompt list

[game-boy-pocket]

I have witnessed the Super Mario Bros Movie.

No spoilers... I can't give an unbiased opinion here.

I fucking loved that movie. For video game movies, it blows Sonic out of the water. And if I can be honest, I think the canon they served up here is miles better than what we get in the games. At least as far as mainline games go. They take some liberties with one characters backstory, but what they did change makes sense to me... however it does make some certain other characters a bit of a challenge to squeeze into later movies if they decide to go that route.

The characters were all very good. I think Peach is a little too much of a firecracker. I don't mean she's too capable, that's not at all what I'm saying, in fact, they handle her role in the movie perfectly and back up an opinion i've always had about Peach that spits in the face of everyone who calls her useless for getting kidnapped all the time... I just think they made her a bit smug and firey when that's really more of Daisy's thing. Peach will kick koopa ass but she'll do it with her pinky out clutching her parasol with an "oh did I win?" remark.

Toad is great, willing to throw down for his friends, not the coward many people think he is...

Can I be honest, I didn't hate Chris Pratt's Mario, it wasn't amazing but it didn't drag down the movie...

Donkey Kong was a bit of a Jock type character, which just kind of feels right for him, I know the DK gourmets at DK Vine will disagree, but it's always kind of been the vibe I got from the character ever since his reintroduction to the world by Rare.

Cranky was not quite what I wanted Cranky to be, but it works more for the type of character he is. He is a King in this movie. He's not an old codger that gives advice and makes fun of DK and Diddy.

Spike.... had like 5 minutes of screen time, I don't know why they bothered announcing his voice actor at all, but I'm still glad he's here... he looks WAY different than I was expecting, but at least they didn't take inspiration from Wrecking Crew 98.

I can go on and on...

There was two post credits, the first one was just a silly ha-ha thing, but the second one has implications for the next movie they're planning, and it can mean one of two things. A certain character who doesn't feature in this movie is getting their own movie, or, a certain character who doesn't feature in this movie is going to be heavily featured in the next movie. It was honestly kind of disappointing, all I can say is most of the speculators were wrong... and I actually was right, but not in the way I expected to be. In fact, this movie just threw my prediction out the window with the backstory change they made.

One thing that did put a big frown on my face was the credits...

This is the one spoiler that twitter and Seth Rogan already spoiled, but the DK Rap showed up in the movie. They actually used a non-remix, so right from the N64 game... All the songs in the movie got their proper credits.... EXCEPT FOR THAT ONE. I actually saw Grant Kirkhope upset on twitter about this, so I thought they actually just forgot to put it in the credits at all, but no, it's there... "DK 64 - The DK Rap" ...and that's it, they don't mention Grant Kirkhope at all. That os fucked up, and I think we fans have a duty to let Illumination know... I was hoping Grant would provide music for a potential Donkey Kong movie, but now they may have burned a serious bridge here.

Anyway...

If you like Mario, especially if you're a long time fan, go see this movie. It's really good.

That said, it doesn't do anything revolutionary in the story telling, so if you don't like Mario that much, it will just be an okay family movie. I can safely say it blew Sonic 2 out of the water.

#pocket plays #or rather... #pocket watches #hah... that's a pun right? #the super mario bros. movie

[beevean]

(Same anon as before)

Haha, sorry for making you think of Tangle's and Whisper's apology😅 But I must say, that is also something I had in mind when I wrote that I didn't expect the other characters to give Silver the apology he likely deserves if they go the route of the others ragging on him first. So far, I do not think that route is entirely proven with the solicit only stating "Awkwardness ensures.", but... Meh, I truly just have a bad feeling about it, not helped by the whole bit of the hasty accusations and what happened in Archie beforehand. I would not be surprised if 'Silver acts like an idiot and the others are snapping at him for getting in the way and being distrusting of this Cool New Diamond Cutter' were to happen, let's put it that way.

Honestly, with "I hate when the story is about characters making a fool of themselves" you hit the nail on the head: we know it is going to be incredibly cringe and awkward and uncomfortable! The solicits of both issue 63 and 64 state as much! ("But he's too busy being star-struck over Whisper to notice that he's interrupting their training!" and ".... he jumps to a conclusion that leads him to some hasty accusations. Awkwardness ensures." as prime examples.) And it might just be a complete disservice to Silver's character, both personality- and power-wise (you are NOT going to tell me Silver's PK is less powerful and skilled than Whisper's Wispon usage. Meteor Smash, anyone? Stopping the Eclipse Canon beam in that Sonic Channel story?), on top. Hopefully the plot line of Sonic and Blaze will indeed be something better handled than what the Silver and Diamond Cutters plotline is shaping up to be.

The thing is that "Character spends the entire runtime pointing out that Something is Wrong, gets arbitrarily brushed off, they are eventually proven right" is just... such a cliché plot. I'm pretty sure it's a stock episode in every Western cartoon. At least one can argue that the Whispangle Drama was supposed to teach a lesson about trauma and how to handle it (even if it was utter shit at it), but this is just a time waster - we know that the new guy is Mimic, it's so obvious from the cover, what's the point of going through this song and dance? Unless there's some Big Twist about it... and uhhh don't trust IDW with twists anymore...

Also yeah, you know what? Why is Silver even a Whisper fanboy? Whisper may be cool as a sniper, but Silver is by far one of the most OP people in the Sonicverse. This is not like him being amazed by the desert because it's still better than the future he grew up in, so he clearly has different standards of what counts as impressive, it's just... she uses Wisps, big deal, he can fucking stop a meteor thrown at him by a demigod.

In fact, I'll say that in general, the way Silver was used to introduce Whisper is... not very good. Compare this:

Tangle's introduction, where she displays her combat prowess and immediately befriends Sonic, showing her attitude and dorkiness in a natural way...

... and Whisper's, where before we actually see her in action, we get told by a canon character about how Amazing and Cool she is (let alone that said canon character is warped OOC), because she saved his life, yeah the random sniper is so fucking awesome man, trust me! Funnily enough, the first time we see her, she's just struggling to open a door, lmao.

(also i just realized that calling whisper "guardian angel", something she was never referred to since then, implies that they're all christian)

(and sonic is being a dick. in other news, water is wet)

Basically, it's amateur fanfiction-tier writing, which is odd because Flynn nailed it with Tangle.

Sorry for the tangent 😅 I guess I'm trying to say that Silver's writing in IDW has always been severely flawed and this plotline just sounds like it's going to be very annoying, unless you love uwu Cute Dork Round-Eyed Silver-kun. Which is most of his modern fans, from what I gather.

#fans don't look