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otaku553 · 6 months
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As it goes with every new brainrot I have, it’s time for Kirby crossover again :)
Kirby in one piece! With one piece’s strong focus on dreams and found family, I thought it would fit for Kirby to be a pirate that dreams of sailing to the stars and beyond. Not that this is very achievable by normal means, but we know that it’s at least possible with Eneru and the Skypiea arc :D
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Kirby has the devil fruit power of the copy-copy fruit! A paramecia activated by contact and only able to copy one fruit at a time. It can copy logias and paramecias with no problems, though actual ability using the fruit’s powers is up to Kirby to practice and figure out. Zoans can only be copied to partial transformations and cannot be awakened. Kirby doesn’t have much of a mind for haki but has a lot of latent conquerer’s haki that he doesn’t realize— it’s one of the reasons he’s able to make friends so effortlessly.
Meta Knight in this AU is a retired marine, between Captain and Rear Admiral level. He has a bat model zoan fruit that allows him to grow wings, and is a skilled swordsman. He’s retired from the marines but acts a his own separate party that is neither revolutionary, marine, nor pirate, keeping his own fleet known as the Meta-Knights. Their actions are similar to pirates despite not flying a Jolly Roger. They claim territory to protect and occasionally fight other pirate crews, and they claim no allegiance to the world government. They simply go where they are needed. Meta Knight will sometimes sail with Kirby on his small ship, the Popstar, just to keep Kirby out of trouble and make sure the ship is well stocked and well-maintained and able to be seaworthy.
Dedede is the king to one of the small countries that isn’t represented at the Reverie. That means he has a lot more freedom to do his own thing, including setting sail while taking a crew of Dees with him and leaving the country in the hands of some administrative Dees. Dedede splits his time between exploring and sailing and returning home to run his country, with the help of his trusty second in command, Bandanna Dee. Dedede has a penguin model Zoan fruit, and Bandanna doesn’t have any devil fruit but is proficient in coating their spear in haki. They’re the designated save-the-fruit-user-from-drowning person when they’re on deck.
Kirby’s crew changes because a lot of the people he recruits tend to have their own responsibilities. His crew is also full of people he’s beaten. It’s not uncommon for Kirby to sail alone, though he gets into more scrapes than usual with bad weather and rough waves. It can hardly be called a pirate crew, but Kirby has collected all the most heinous criminals under his banner and as such, the world government treats it as a threat.
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variabels · 5 years
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Fictober19 #2 Babysitting the Koopalings
A/N: What you need to know for this chapter is that R.O.B. married Marth’s iPhone because Roy set them up one year ago.
Prompt number:  2  “Just follow me, I know the area.”
Fandom (AU if applicable): Super Smash Bros
Rating: T because of the implications at the end.
Warnings/Tags: R.O.B. overheating
Words: I forgot to count
Ships: R.O.B. x Marth’s iPhone, Palu and Bayo are Kirby and Joker’s moms
R.O.B.’s life had been going through many changes lately. It had gotten married to its beautiful wife, Marth’s iPhone. They had been living a happily wed life but something was missing. The one thing that most married couples strive for, kids.
The robot did not want to disappoint its wife when it came to child-raising. It wanted to be prepared for the most troublesome kids imaginable. But it didn’t have much money.
The robot was a decent fighter but there were many fighters that were way more talented than it. R.O.B. didn’t have the money to pay for anything a child needed. Heck, it didn’t have the money to adopt one.
It would take so much time to raise enough money with the results it was having in tournaments. The poor robot had no way to become a top tier fighter in the blink of an eye. Even if by some miracle it did become top tier, it would still lack any knowledge of child-raising.
R.O.B. decided it needed advice. It could not give up, it needed to make its wife happy. The robot went around the Smash Mansion asking fighters for advice. After consulting all the parents in Smash, it came to the conclusion that a part-time job as a babysitter would help it gain money and learn how to raise a child.
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If R.O.B. had been programmed to feel excitement, it would be feeling it right now. It was time for its first job as a babysitter.
The robot knocked on the door eager for it to be opened. It could hear footsteps of someone running and the door was quickly opened. The robot was met with a huge smile for one second before it turned into a frown.
“Dad, R.O.B. knocked,” Roy Koopa stomped his way back to the sofa.
“Oh, just in time!” Bowser smiled as he let the robot into the Koopalings’ apartment, “The children are all waiting.”
The robot followed Bowser into the living room. The apartment was quite spacious and nicely decorated. There were photos of all the Koopalings on the wall alongside badly illustrated drawings. R.O.B. couldn’t help but imagined what its living room would look when it had kids.
“Kids, R.O.B. is here,” Bowser announced to his children, “He’ll be babysitting you.”
“But he’s a robot,” Wendy protested, “How can he play fashionista with me?”
“Aw, Roy had me all hyped up for nothing,” Bowser Jr. pouted, “He made us all think big Roy would babysit us.”
“Wait, Roy’s not babysitting?” Roy yelled in shock as he made his way towards the door, “That’s it, I’m leaving!”
“I’m sure you’ll all have lots of fun,” Bowser reassured his kids, “If any of you leave or misbehave, you’ll all be punished. Have fun!”
Once Boswer left, R.O.B. knew it had a lot of pressure on it. The most likely scenario would be for the koopalings to misbehave. R.O.B. could sense that they didn’t like it, it needed to gain their trust and respect if it wanted to avoid having problems with Bowser later on.
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“No!” Wendy yelled, “You can’t walk like that Iggy! You’re ruining my fashion show!”
“That’s not true!”
R.O.B. had no idea what to do. How did you stop two kids from fighting? It’s actually quite easy.
“So, we’ll be allowed to play on iPads all night?” Iggy asked.
R.O.B. nodded which made the two koopalings grin. They had always wanted to stay awake all night and now they could. Babysitters were awesome.
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Lemmy, Larry and Morton wanted to do nothing but eat chips. Naturally, R.O.B., being a robot, had absolutely no knowledge of the fact that chips weren’t exactly healthy. He took all the koopalings to town to buy them whatever they wanted.
R.O.B. had spent way too much money on the eight mischievous kids. He needed to make sure Bowser paid him a lot.
“We need more chips!” Larry told the robot, “It’s unhealthy for kids to not eat chips.”
“Yeah!” Lemmy smiled, “We read it on a YouTube comment so it must be true.”
“These with lots of sugar and fat will do!” Morton grinned, “They’re the healthiest!”
Kirby and Joker just happened to be walking by with Palutena and got really excited.
“Mom?” Joker asked as he made puppy eyes, “Can we have some chips?”
“No. We have chips at home.”
“They’re apple chips!”
“Healthy and delicious.”
“Fuck you!” Kirby pouted, “Bayo’s a better mother than you. At least, she’s willing to try to get me whatever I want.”
"Actually, I know a place with the most healthy chips in the world," Joker lied.
"You do?" Palutena asked full of interest.
"Yeah! Just follow me, I know the area."
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R.O.B. took the koopalings back to the mansion where most of them were satisfied with eating chips and playing on their iPads all day. However, Roy, Ludvig and Bowser Jr. had other plans.
“Playing on iPads is so boring,” Ludvig snickered, “Let’s sneak out!”
The three brothers quietly exited their apartment and ran all around the mansion causing chaos. They were running into people and pranking everyone. They were about to prank the inklings when Roy saw his idol, lord and savior, big Roy speaking to some loser called Ike.
The pink koopa ran towards him but by the time he reached them, big Roy had left after yelling and throwing a box on Ike. Little Roy picked it up and looked at it.
He saw a small letter written on it. He couldn’t read most of it because Ike’s handwriting was crap but he could make out a bit.
“To our boy, Roy,” Roy read out loud, “Something, something. I hope you like this gift, you’ve earned it! Remember to be careful.”
“Roy, why did you run off?” Ludvig asked, “What’s that?”
“I think it’s a present for me from Ike. Roy must have gotten angry at Ike for giving it to him instead of me!”
Roy opened the box and found things in it. He didn’t know what those things were. Neither did Ludvig but they both had an amazing idea. Bowser Jr. wasn’t sure why his brothers were looking at him with such intensity. It was like they were trying to prank him.
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“R.O.B.!” Bowser Jr. yelled, “I need your help!”
R.O.B. rushed to the koopaling not knowing what to expect. The robot was surprised to see him stuck in what appeared to be a weird type of balloon. R.O.B. started overheating as it couldn’t handle another situation of not knowing what to do.
“Hi, I’m back!” Bowser greeted full of joy before seeing the scene unfolding in front of him, “Why’s my son stuck in a… Um… Balloon?”
“It was Ike!” Roy spoke up as he showed the box and letter he had taken earlier, “He got this gift for me.”
“Um… Yeah… I think I’m going to leave for the night. I’ll pay you extra, R.O.B.”
R.O.B. was so overjoyed that it had done a seemingly good job that it started overheating once again. It was going to be a great parent. Now it just needed Marth’s iPhone’s parents’ blessings.
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blackpecrl-blog · 5 years
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          heya ! my name’s link & i’m 21+, go by he / they pronouns & am from the cst timezone ! this is my baby max who i’ve been on / off writing for about four years now & they’ve gone through some changes, but i’m excited to share them with you anyway. i’m so excited to write with you all & to get to know all your muses ! under the cut you’ll find some misc. info about max & a list of wanted connections, but hopefully at some point i’ll write up a proper bio for them. here’s their stats page & their pinterest board, so you can get a little bit more of an idea about them ! just like this post & i’ll im you for plotting & i’m the howwors within#0039 on d*scord if that’s easier for you ( personally it is for me so ) ! 
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* ☆ ◞ JENNIE KIM. DEMIGIRL. SHE/THEY. ◟ wait, wasn’t that MAXINE “MAX” CHOI? they’re a TWENTY-TWO year old SENIOR, hailing from MANHATTAN, NEW YORK. i heard they’ve chosen to study JOURNALISM while living at DELTA NU. word around campus is that they’re CHARISMATIC & UNINHIBITED but also quite WITHDRAWN & HAUGHTY. if you happen to see them walking to class with their earbuds in, they’re probably listening to GIMME by BANKS.
misc. info :
call them maxine & you’ll be found dead in a ditch. they go by max only & have since they were eight years old. only family members can refer to them as maxine.
they are basically your typical dissatisfied rich kid. their parents have a lot of expectations of max yet they want nothing to do with any of them. they still follow their parents’ wishes out of a desire to remain favored in their eyes. it’s forced & they can’t stand it but they couldn’t imagine not pandering to their parents.
they’ve struggled with their gender & identity since they were little. being feminized has never felt right to them. it was only recently that they felt comfortable coming to terms with being nonbinary & using they / them pronouns. but they aren’t out, because they’re afraid of their parents finding out, so i don’t expect your muse to use they/them pronouns with max unless they’re plotted as close to each other.
while they appear as a snobby overachiever, they are actually quite lazy & bored of the life that’s been laid out for them. they’d rather lay around in bed all day than do what’s expected of them.
they hate their sorority & probably all the girls in it but they are very good at being fake nice when they have to be JGHKLDSGJH
they’re on the lacrosse team but really they just use it to be aggressive & hit people when they can. they’re probably on the bench most of the time for disobeying the rules & bad manners.
they’re part of the lgbtq alliance ( definitely something they keep hidden from their parents ) & part of the campus radio station which is definitely more in line with their passions.
they collect candles & various bathing products. they’re a bubble bath fiend. if they have a chance they’ll take a bubble bath & fall asleep in it.
they’re a fan of most feminist media, especially women in horror films ( even though they get scared but don’t call them out on it or they’ll fight ). but otherwise they really like star wars & could go on about why darth vader was the first sexy goth for hours.
they hardly ever show up to class & most of the time they just forget that it’s a thing they have to do. but they still get good grades somehow ( whether they’re just lucky or there’s some illegal things happening on their part is undecided on my part JHGFDKJGFHD ).
they love to drink. they hate being sober for the most part. they’re that person who has tons of alcohol stashed under their bed ready for a party or just a private drinking session.
there’s that stereotype about enbys that they like to play as non-human characters in video games. & you can bet that max is a bowser / kirby main in smash & a yoshi / isabelle main in mario kart.
they really like to isolate. sometimes they don’t even realize they do it & before they know it’s been three days since they’ve left the house. they definitely need someone who will pull them out into the sun.
they are very outgoing & charming, but some of it isn’t natural & they have a tendency to feel very exhausted after social outings. it’s hard for them to feel like themselves except around a very few certain people.
leave them alone about their fake cobwebs & cauldrons that stay out all semester. they don’t care. let them live their wannabe goth life JHGDKFJHGLFD
they’re scared of clowns & hate bugs. someone has to kill or get the spiders out of their room or they’ll have a mental breakdown.
they call themselves gay most of the time but they’re very pansexual. they’re not that fond of cismen except for smashing purposes but love everyone else.
they’re hard to get close to romantically. they’re very closed off & try to keep themselves protected. but they love the idea of being in love. they love to flirt but when the chase gets too serious they usually back off. they’ve probably never had a serious relationship or been in love.
they’ll pretty much throw themselves in front of a train for any woman / femme though.
also keanu reeves is the cismale exception but he’s everyone’s isn’t he ?
they can easily sleep for more than twelve hours at a time & once they’re out they’re out. they need like six alarms going off to wake them up & even then it’s probably not enough.
their favorite animals are bats they think they’re so cute.
they can’t cook please don’t trust them to make anything more than grilled cheese. ubereats is their best friend.
they stan: every girl group ever, beyonce, lizzo, rihanna, carly rae jepsen, charli xcx, banks, sky ferreira, megan thee stallion, doja cat, kehlani, rina sawayama, hayley kiyoko, mitski, st. vincent, robyn.
wanted connections :
exes ( any gender. details can be worked out ! i don’t mind making them the issue either ! they have mad commitment issues so ! )
hookups / fwbs ( any gender. singular experiences or regular type things )
childhood plots for those who’ve lived in manhattan ( childhood friends, first kisses / crushes, all that good stuff )
sorority sister plots ? does max secretly hate them or are they the one person they rely on in the house ?
lgbtq alliance / campus radio station people hmu !
flirtationships that don’t go anywhere
one-sided crushes ( don’t mind who has the feelings ! )
mutual pining but they’re both idiots & have no idea :see_no_evil:
people who force them to get out of the house ( might have to physically drag them out by their ear )
that parent friend who tries to force them to take care of themselves ( probably with disastrous results )
the person they keep around to kill the bugs in their room
movie marathon buddies
party pals ( drinking &/or smoking )
tinder date ( it can go well or not )
fake dating au ?????? ( preferably with a male since it’d be for their parents )
maybe friends who’ve only interacted online but are just now meeting ?
literally anything you can think of i’m probably down for it
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n3rdlif343va · 6 years
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Chasing Gold Zine Promo Ficlet # 2
Ficlet number 2 in my AU for the @yoichasinggoldzine!! Please follow the blog to keep up on all the latest ordering news!
The first ficlet in the series is available on Tumblr here or you can follow the whole series on Ao3 Nerd's Chasing Gold Zine Story 
The first time Minami met Yuuri Katsuki he waited in line for forty minutes, his eight year old body twitching in excitement as his mother attempted to calm his nervous bouncing. Other children had stared as Minami clutched his favorite picture of Yuuri, a pen tucked into his left hand with its unmoving fingers. The metal joints of his left leg creaked as he bounced, ignoring everyone around him and focusing on his hero at the end of the line.
When he was finally motioned forward, Minami had rushed to Yuuri’s side, declaring he would be just like the famous triathlete someday. He heard the anxious hiss of his mother’s breath, a sound she always made when Minami talked about becoming an athlete, but he remained focused on his hero as Yuuri knelt beside him.
“Well, if you are going to grow up like me, you are going to need lots of practice and a really good bike,” softly Yuuri slipped the pen from Minami’s prosthetic hand, accepting the offered picture with a slight chuckle.
“I like to run!” Minami announced, leaning closer to Yuuri to watch him scroll his signature at the bottom of the picture. “But I don’t have a bike,” biting his lip he glanced at his mom, seeing her shake her head slightly. “Mom says bikes for me are really expensive, so I am saving up to buy one.” He was proud of the small bucket of coins and bills that he had collected over the past few months, puffing out his chest to prove he was serious.
“I saved up for my first bike too,” Yuuri capped the pen, tucking it into the front pocket of Minami’s shirt. “I still have it actually.” He moved to stand up at the direction of the photographer, when he was stopped by a hand on his arm.
He would never remember what spurred him to say it, but Minami blurted, “kids make fun of me, you know.” Shuffling his feet, Minami stared at the ground. He had counted down the days until he got to meet Yuuri face-to-face and now he was going to cry in front of his hero. Swallowing hard, Minami continued to bore holes into his feet with his gaze. “They say I can’t do a lot of things, but I know I can.” His breath hitched. His brain wanted to ask Yuuri for advice, but he couldn’t get the words out.
Sitting back on his heels, Yuuri sighed. “Kids used to make fun of me too.” Pausing, Yuuri nodded with a sympathetic smile when Minami looked at him. “They said I was too chubby to be a runner. They told me I would sink like a rock in the water.” A blush crept over Yuuri’s face as Minami watched him intently. “You know what I told them?” Waiting until Minami shook his head, Yuuri smiled. “I told them I was Kirby. And I was going to suck up all their insults and use them to become stronger.”
Minami clamped his hands over his mouth as the giggles escaped. He wanted to be confident like Yuuri but he didn’t know how. Through his shocked giggles, Minami asked, “what can I tell them I am?” Rotating his wrist, Minami looked sadly at his hand, letting it drop to his side with a thud against his leg.
Thinking about it with a finger over his lips, Yuuri broke into a grin. Sliding his phone from his pocket, Yuuri’s fingers flew over it, turning the screen to show a screen of images to Minami. “Tell them you’re a cyborg.” Using his index finger, Yuuri clicked on one of the pictures. “See this guy? He’s my favorite. He is a pirate cyborg. He can sword fight and cook and pilot space boats!”
Squinting at the picture, Minami shook his head. “They all kind of look like bad guys.”
“Well, looks can be deceiving,” Yuuri locked his phone and put it back in his pocket. “Just because someone looks different, doesn't mean they're bad, right? You can be a good guy cyborg with lots of talents.” Pushing up from the ground, Yuuri patted Minami on the shoulder. “If anyone makes fun of you, tell them you are a cyborg on a mission to collect gold medals.”
“I can do that!” Minami shouted, throwing his arms around Yuuri’s waist. “Thank you, Katsuki Yuuri! You’re my hero!” Turning to smile at the cameras, Minami continued to hang from Yuuri’s waist until his mother pulled him away.
“Ah, wait,” Yuuri took a step toward Minami and his mom, “can I ask why you chose that picture?” Pointing a finger toward the picture in Minami’s hands, Yuuri looked nervously at the little boy.
Smiling down at the picture of Yuuri rolling out of a fall and back onto his feet in the middle of a race, Minami took a deep breath. “Because you fell down. You fell down, but you got right back up and you still won the race. It reminds me to always get back up.” Feeling his mom tug his arm, Minami waved at Yuuri as he was pulled away, leaving Yuuri to stare speechless behind him.
The second time Minami saw Yuuri Katsuki in person, his hero was standing outside of his school, next to his mother. Minami had sprinted away from his friends, running as fast as his mismatched legs could carry him. He stopped short when he noticed the bike leaning against Yuuri’s leg. Lifting a shaky hand, Minami gingerly touched the modified handle bars, glancing up at Yuuri in confusion.
“This was my first bike,” Yuuri explained, lifting the metal frame to spin it around. On the left side of the bike was a specialized pedal, the kind that Minami had been circling in magazines at his doctor’s office for two years. “I had to contact a few different people, but I had it fixed up for you. New tires, special parts, it’s all set. Now all you have to do is learn to ride it.” Yuuri’s laughter burst out of him as Minami dived into his arms.
Tears streamed down Minami’s face as he buried it against Yuuri’s waist. He had been saving up to buy a bike, but it had grown harder to convince his neighbors that he was capable of performing chores for money. They had taken one look at his hand or at his leg, offering to give him the money instead of making him earn it. Minami didn’t want pity so he never accepted any of it.
The bike from Yuuri didn’t feel the same way. As Yuuri helped him take a seat, hand firmly gripping at the back of the bike, Minami didn’t feel even an ounce of condescending judgment. Yuuri’s instructions were concise and helpful without the patronizing tone that Minami’s gym teacher liked to use.
His first ride home, flanked by Yuuri on one side and his mother on the other, was wobbly and resulted in a heavy line of sweat across Minami’s brow. Every ride after that was an improvement, and he had weekly phone calls with Yuuri to update him on his progress. Even on the coldest days, Minami happily rode his bike to school, smiling as his peers rode beside him. It was his first step towards being exactly like Yuuri Katsuki and Minami loved every second of it, even the seconds spent patching scrapes and scratches from tumbles onto the ground. Just like Yuuri, he always got back up and kept going.
Now, that same teenager Minami had looked up to had become the man who ran beside him as his coach. Their relationship had started that day in the meet-and-greet line and had continued to be a staple in Minami’s life throughout every major life event. Yuuri had attended Minami’s graduation and had been there when Minami signed with his first coach.
It was Yuuri’s abrupt retirement after the last summer Olympics that had encouraged Minami to reach out. While he never asked Yuuri why he retired, Minami did ask the most important question on his mind. Thus, from thousands of miles away, Yuuri Katsuki became Minami’s coach and together they were preparing for Minami’s first appearance at the Paralympics.
Nudging Yuuri as they jogged, Minami motioned towards his watch and nodded back toward the training facility. With his own nod, Yuuri changed direction in stride with Minami to head back to the building on the hill. It was a light practice day, as they had a more important activity for that afternoon. With another nudge, Minami took off at a sprint, challenging his coach to a silent race as they tore off back to the locker room.
Ever the efficient team, Yuuri and Minami worked to hand out drawstring bags to all of the children gathered outside of the training facility doors. Each bag contained items from Minami’s sponsors. He never kept more than he could use himself, getting permission from each sponsor to pass the goods onto the children of the Katsuki & Kenjirou Kids. Every week, Minami and Yuuri would pack a new set of bags, and every week their group of children with a wide range of disabilities would gather for a mile ride around the training park. It was Minami’s favorite day of the week and he knew without asking that his coach felt the same way.
“Are we ready to ride?” Minami yelled, pumping his fist in the air as the children behind him cheered. Next to him, Yuuri laughed, raising his own fist to mimic Minami’s. Behind them, the fleet of K&K Kids were ready for their weekly ride, cheering as they set off down the path on varying forms of modified bikes.
Smiling back at his coach, Minami set a steady pace, listening to the happy chatter of the kids all around him. Of all the lessons Yuuri had taught him, the most important was to look beyond himself to see the difference he could make in the world.
What Minami didn’t know was that he had taught Yuuri this lesson first, on the day they first met, when Yuuri learned the true definition of being a hero.
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// Some of these I already answered but I got enough I’m just gonna say fuckit and do a thing. Under a readmore for length, and in alphabetical order:
@artisticorchid
I haven’t known you all that long. We only met like two weeks ago. But you were very kind to me in that time despite me being new and very nervous, and you’ve been patient with me thus far. The rps we have on discord are fun and entertaining and I enjoy the way you use details and the way you write your characters is fun. I like you Vivi and your art is very cute and it’s been a pleasure to get to know you thus far. Once you’ve been aware of things that I wasn’t crazy for, you took the effort to change things despite my protesting you didn’t have to, because you cared more about a friend’s comfort than something you had initially chosen, and I won’t forget that.
@chantillyxlacey
Lacey. Lacey Lacey Lacey. I don’t even know where to begin with you? Like I adore your stupidly cute face and I appreciate you always looking out for me and trying to keep me involved in things and just like- how you check on me every morning and if we don’t talk for a while you just ask how I am because that shows how much you care and that means the world to me? You’re involved and you listen to my silly headcanons and throw together AUs at the drop of a hat and they’re fun. I love that our tastes in movies is so similar so we can both gush over movies or complain about ones that needed to do better, and I love how excited you get. And GOSH don’t get me frick a fracken started on your art and your writing because you are a talented bean and honestly when we first rped because you sent something in I was absolutely taken aback and then blown away with how beautiful you made the ocean sound and how detailed you made everything and I just…..it made me really happy to meet you and get a chance to do things with you. <3
@circumvented-confidence
Honestly I wish I knew you a bit better but I am so absolutely horrendous about ever getting in contact, even with friends or people I admire. That’s what I get for being a scatterbrain lol. But I love your OCs in that they’re intriguing and you play them well from what I’ve seen. People have been jerks to you but you don’t let them bring you down, and you’ve created an interesting character that’s far from one dimensional. Your writing is excellent and I love the turns of phrase you use at times, and how distinct the voices of your different characters can be. Please never stop writing, because you do it so well, and I will enjoy seeing what your future works will be.
@cowsaresushi
Okay so I know I mess up your url all the time because apparently I cannot stop thinking it’s ‘crows’ and not ‘cows’ but I swear that is just me being dumb. I adore your artwork; you work so well with traditional and wow I love how dynamic and fluid it all feels! I love that you always hit me up when you can and I still treasure the art you did (especially the one for that RIP story because oh my godddd)! You have such creative ideas and jokes and it’s always a pleasure to hear from you!
@ectoimp
You know, I could just like….talk about your art until the cows come home because I do adore it, but honestly, that’s not what drew me to you as a person at all when I first met your or saw you. Don’t get me wrong, you do gorgeous work, but your art isn’t like your defining feature to me. I freaking love your sense of humor! And your writing and your ideas. Gosh, you’re just like brimming with them and they’re so clever and creative and honestly some of my favorite days have been where like the two of us just chatted and threw together scenarios or AUs. The mer one still has a special place in my heart. I love you jokes and I love when you tag me in goofy things and I love that you don’t take anyone’s shit and you’ve got all these amazing ideas that are just itching to come out. When I first looked at your blog I fell hard for the jokes and the goofball posts that you made teasing your friends or making headcanons and just clearly having fun, and I had to follow you. I wish I was a little better about just hitting you up to talk because I consider you as one of my closest friends, and I love to hear you talk about all of your interests like your fish or okami. You’re blunt and you’re honest, but you say things so people know what you spot, know what to improve, and overall you’ve been an amazing influence on me. So thank you.
@gentlelewis
Sweet potato, basically. You are trying your hardest to improve in your art and writing and you’re very accepting of other people and their interests. You re sweet and kind and you’ve been patient with me when I’ve been down, and when you see I’m not doing so well, you hit me up and try to let me know I’m in your thoughts. You are very kind, one of the kindest people I’ve met, and I enjoy seeing you around. I’ll be honest I thought your voice was freaking adorable when I heard it and you seem so supportive of everyone and excited and it’s no wonder people are drawn to you; you’ve got this very very friendly energy and it’s sweet and fun to see. You’re every bit as wonderful as the friends you have made and I hope one day you get the chance to see that.                
@ghostpepperlewis
I….stay inside my shell, really easy. I don’t talk to people unless they interact first, I get nervous about things pretty easy, and I’m just really awkward in general. You….know that and you still treat me really nicely and try to get me involved and understand where I’m coming from. We can hold a conversation where we don’t agree and it doesn’t get nasty and we can just chat. I like your writing and your Lewis is adorable and I will never ever forget the moment he lifted Arthur over his head like ‘the fuck’ because he turned into a kiddo. I love some of the words you use to describe things and it’s an honor to write with someone as fabulously detailed as you. I always look forward to your next reply, and I always appreciate how inclusive you try to be!
@kirbychan234
KIRBY. Cutest puffball. You are there for me when I really need it and It’s fun to make you groan at my terrible jokes. You’re sweet and you do little things for me when you can even though you DON’T HAVE TO OMG. You send me love and tag me in posts you know I’ll like and you talk to me when I’m down and you’re patient with me. I adore Aus with you. ADORE. Royal Pains is still one of my favorite AUs and I love that you made it with me because that made it all the better and I enjoy talking to you. I’m super happy I helped you build that Lance blog because I’m absolutely ecstatic to write with you and see you play him. You are adorable and thoughtful and you know how to make my day and it always brings a smile to my face to know you’re thinking of me and to know you’re happy I’m there. And honestly I adore all of your work and am so so lucky to have you in my life. <3
@lewanei
I think you’re pretty much the reason this blog is still here. Like. I didn’t know if people liked it, really. It was pretty quiet and there was like one person who was actively interested in rping, but others would come and then leave or they’d rp with me but never talk to me like a person and I felt like an excuse to play with Arthur rather than two rpers becoming friends. I felt kind of isolated and there were so many arthur blogs and I felt like I wasn’t important. I was just kind of…there. And then you came along. You sent arthur his first M!A and you kept teasing him after and you’d comment on my writing and you’d talk to *me* beyond arthur and we’d joke around and I could make you laugh and honestly? You’re one of my first tumblr friends and I’m always gonna treasure you because you made me feel worth something and I’m always so happy to see you on my dash and I laugh like an idiot at every joke you send me and I love them and that you think of me and I really am proud to call you my friend. And gosh- I’m always so impressed with your writing??? Like I know English isn’t your first language and I could never write as eloquently as you do in my other languages. You’re so impressive and skilled and I love your OCs and all of their designs and you’re just a really awesome friend.
@mysteriouslyhopefulstranger
I will always be impressed with how you play Alice. If you don’t know her she’s abrasive at times and slow to trust. But I love that she warms up to people and while she can still be a little rough around the edges, she’s loyal to a fault. You as the mun are absolutely sweet and kind and I love how different your character is from you. You challenge yourself in ways and it’s awesome to see! Ocs are tough to get out there, but you do your hardest and I’m always glad to see you’re still going when you pop up on my dash ^^.
@phantoms-lair
Another one of my oldest friends. I love your writing and little unique twists you throw into your work. I love that you want them all to be happy and try so hard to keep arthur okay on the blog (despite his stubbornness about it lol), and that when M!As come in you try to fight them off. I love how protective you are of your friends and I love your art and how it’s coming along. I look forward to you on my dash and while I’m terrible with initiating I’m always happy when you try to include me in the chat and the like or talk to me on your own. You’re a friend I’m always happy to have, through thick and thin.
@space-ace-all-over-the-place 
YOUR ART IS ADORABLE. Ahem. What I mean is, your art is adorable omg. I think it’s super cute and you’ve gota good grasp of anatomy and I like how you draw the gang a lot! I enjoy seeing your posts on my dash because you seem to have similar interests and they make me happy to see. It makes me happy that you like my stuff or reply and I’d love to really chat and get to be friends!
@wakinguptheghxst
AAAAA CUTE ALERT. Both your vivi and you are fricking adorable and I want to squish both your cheeks and Vivi’s. I love Vivi and Arthur’s relationship and I love how much of nerds they are and how you write your replies. As a person you’re super sweet and kind and it always makes me happy to hear from you and when you throw headcanons at me I scream because they’re so good and honestly I love the way you describe things too! Vivi is such a good character and you play her so well go you <3
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