Mushroom Oasis March!!! (≧∀≦)
🍄 - An event hosted by me for the many amazing artists and writers of the Mushroom Oasis fandom to participate in!
🍄 - Day 1 starts on March 15th and it goes from there! Please feel free to use the hashtag ‘#Mushroom Oasis March’ if you’re planning to participate! ٩(^ᴗ^)۶
🍄 - If you’re planning to do suggestive or NSFW themes, please keep in mind the game is 16+, meaning there are still minors in the fandom. Overall, as Cheea has said, label your nsfw! That’s my only rule, me thinks!
🍄 - No deadlines or anything, this lil event is just for fun and to add some activity to the Mushroom Oasis fandom!
I tried to pick prompts related to the game and to the overall cosy, cottage core aesthetic! Also wanted to keep the prompts overall cosy since I feel like Cheea is about to slap us with angst in the upcoming game updates (^▽^;)
Anyway, I hope y’all have a good day/afternoon/night! I’ll see you all on March 15th! 🍄💗🌻💕
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PLAYING WITH YOUR FOOD.
synopsis: mc is a little - just a tad bit - down bad for mychael over their impromptu dinner date. all silly fluff and crack here, maybe spoilers? for a lot of game dialogue used, and a bit of swearing. whoopsie 🤭
"mychael...? is that... yours?"
"i-i..."
the man burrows his head in his hands as he shamefully lowers his gaze while you stare at his tail, the slender limb firmly wrapped around the mug. you can feel the atmosphere in the room change, too, if the tension wasn't already thick enough to cut through with a knife.
"i'm sorry, mc, i think...
"i think it's time i was honest."
as he lifted his head and carded his hair back, you saw his eyes, yellow gleaming despite a shadow downcast over them. you froze as they stared directly at you before swiftly averting your gaze.
you were in awe. you had to fight the urge to have your giddy smile spread over your face with excitement, yet you didn't think you could stop your eyes from sparkling.
as if sensing your heartrate pick up, mychael stuttered out his next words. through your own burning gaze, you could see his throat bob up and down when he gulped.
"i-i know it's a lot to take in, but... this is the real me...
"please... please don't be scared."
he carefully picked and said his words with such utter desperation you felt your heart clench and you grit your teeth, having to stop yourself from bombarding this little forest guy with reassurance.
god, he was so cute.
he tensed even more so than he already was as he saw your jaw clench, trembling slightly while he prepared for the worst reaction from you. it was almost unfair how he waited with baited breath as you nearly passed out from trying not to bounce off the walls with excitement.
i mean, could he blame you? maybe. you were excited just first seeing his rather unusual appearance too when you awoke, but the sheer shock of being in an unfamiliar place and not finding your cat made you a bit... prickly, earlier.
you winced at the memory, and mychael grimaced at the idea of you being disgusted by him. of course, you noticed this only after sensing his gaze on you, awkwardly clenching the kitchen utensils in hand.
"mychael... i..."
you placed them down, a hand over your eyes while you lower lip trembled.
"i...
"i'm not scared.
"honestly, i think you're really fucking pretty."
...
the silence was loud.
"oh. excuse me. that was rude. are you comfortable with swearing? i sure hope so..."
he was going to sputter, but no words came out. instead, his eyes blew wide open and his pupils dilated significantly. like a cat's... you noted.
he clearly stared at you dumbfounded as his face slowly grew blue, silently waiting for an explanation behind your thought process. he couldn't believe what he was hearing. you merely chuckled at his awe. and the cute way his ears lowered and pulled back, by extension.
"o-okay, maybe i came off a little too strongly," you cleared your throat awkwardly, nervously tugging at your collar with a laugh, "aha, maybe i'm a little scared, but-"
"ah! s-sorry." he apologized.
of course he apologized... you thought, just when you were about to say you were scared by how damn alluring and attractive he was because... damn, had you never seen a guy so otherworldly.
you went to sigh at your messed up rizz, but paused midway of doing so as he grabbed a plate, hiding behind it. you blinked at his "hidden" figure with a blank face, opening your mouth to say something but deciding against it as that same mouth already made him panic just now.
"would it help if i just... hide it? i-i could fix my hair like before... if that's what you prefer."
you sat there with tears stinging your eyes mentally. or maybe a singular tear really did slip out as you watched him hunch over to make himself seem less intimidating... he was just too damn adorable.
you finally let out a sigh, a crooked yet bashful smile appearing on your face.
"hey... mychael?"
he flinched in place as your fingertip made contact with his flushed green skin, and you delighted in seeing faint hints of blue decorating his adorable, elongated ears up close. he muffled a response to you from behind his glass shield. you shook your head at his antics.
"...can... you put that down?"
he went silent with the shyest look on his face as he slowly peeked over the plate, all four eyes looking at the floor instead of you.
"...c-can you look at me...?"
he finally glanced at you. you felt that stupid, silly grin of yours take over your face against your will, warmly smiling at him as you got a proper look over his features.
"hi, there."
with just those words alone, his face was almost fully taken over by a shade of blue, much to your amusement. it only served to make you giggle at his shy cuteness while he blushed harder.
"d-don't look at me like that..."
"look at you like what? i'm not doing anything..." you tease, feeling your own face heat up and paint your cheeks a darker hue.
"mc, p-please..." he groaned, on the borderline of hiding his face in his hands again before you apologized, not wanting him to pull himself away from your stare anymore... even if it flustered you, too.
you plucked the mug from his tail as he stared at you, bewildered once more. you stared into the mixture while moving the mug in a circular rotation to watch it swirl, about to compliment his natural affinity for his handiwork in the kitchen before he fidgeted.
"a-are you really... okay with this? with me?"
you noted how his voice seemed small as he questioned you, the blue pigment having seemingly never left his skin. the corners of your lips twitched upwards lazily while you had your own blush dusting your cheeks, now being the one to glance away.
"i said it before, and i'll say it again... you're really pretty, mychael. i think... i think you're really attractive, if i'm gonna be honest..."
he watched as you squeezed your own eyes shut and took notice of your flushed skin, his lips pressed together nervously. he twiddled his fingers together, fidgeting again. "...y-you think i'm attractive?"
your hum in response didn't help his own blush out as his head spun watching you genuinely - genuinely, of all things, get embarrassed and now be the one to bury your head in your hands.
"oh."
he could probably cook something with the heat rushing to his face. yet, he found a silly smile make its way to his lips while his eyes gleamed with happiness.
"oh...!"
what a hell of a first date.
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Many months have passed.
One evening, Jack was going home from work, he saw a guy with a lightsaber. He didn't recognize him but suddenly he was overwhelmed with painful feelings. Guilt, loss, fear, sadness, anger.
But as soon he turned around, he was happy again.
And he forgot about him.
But he kept showing up, no matter where Jack went.
When they were visiting Owen's Farm and the guy was there again with his lightsaber, Jack asked Rubyn and Kesuke if they were seeing him too. But they just kept on walking... (Kesuke looked a bit worried, though).
And so Jack ignored him and was happy again.
Same at Mos Verdantis.
Jack won't allow this guy control over his feelings and let him taint his happiness.
But he was standing right in front of the Millenium Falcon!
It was not so easy to turn away this time.
And between all the terrible feelings that hit him when he looked at that guy, Jack felt love.
But it was still unbearable for Jack. And so he turned away, forgot and was happy again.
The guy was always there and for Jack's own good he started to just ignore him.
No matter how hard this guy tried to get Jack's attention.
He just walked away.
Poor Vlad. That was the night when Vlad was sleeping beside Jack and tried to get through to him.
Outtakes
Vlad looks so lost in the first pic :,(
Theme: Star Wars Episode IV - Funeral Pyre For A Jedi
From the Beginning ~ Underwater Love ~ Latest
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