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Hey hey, adult gaming questionnaire coming your way

I wanted to get an idea of certain trends and metrics in adult gaming which, to nobody's surprise, is hard to come by. As a game dev for adult games, what should we expect the customer...to expect? So I thought I'd make a quick little questionnaire to get people's feedback!

It's completely anonymous so don't worry about any private info being leaked. So please! Fill out this short survey (18+ only)!

#reblogging for reach (small as this blog may be)

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A handful of (tastefully cropped) work in progress shots.

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#*cackles*

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I don't know where the whole concept of Dryden being the uncle of the Twins started. But what I *do* know is that @tsumisan6v9 's comic about Oemmet is where I was first introduced to the concept. Placing Oemmet in Opelucid Gym is brilliant (and hurts a lot!) It's been percolating in my brain since then, I guess, and finally something came out of it! So, this fic is for you Tsumisan! *★,°*:.☆(￣▽￣)/:*.°★* 。

Title: At Opelucid Gym Word count: 1,155 Synopsis: When Ingo disappears, Emmet's tracks switch to those of isolation while desperately searching for his twin. When he can't be reasoned with normally, the agents take a desperate measure. They call his family.

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It wasn't often that outside interference stepped foot into Gear Station. Whatever happened within the walls and tunnels of the station, it was promptly handled with care and decisiveness. The Mayor didn't need to step in, and Gear Station existed separately from the network of Gym Leaders, removing any need for their support. Together with their Agents, Ingo and Emmet kept things running smoothly.

That shouldn't have changed just because Ingo disappeared. Even with Ingo missing, Emmet had maintained both his hunt for his twin and most of the functions of the subway. The Agents were still able to have whatever battles they desired, the lines ran on time, and Emmet contained any attempts at bad publicity that threatened to swirl at the disappearance of such an important figure as Ingo.

Calling their uncle was entirely unnecessary.

The first time Drayden came to Gear Station to talk to him, he'd already been there for around thirty-six hours. Three of those hours had been wasted on sleeping, but he'd cut out the travel time to his workplace entirely. He'd changed into his spare uniform about half-way through his shift so as to maintain his crisp appearance for those he battled. The rules remained strong in his head, and he maintained his smile.

The worry in Cloud's voice every time he checked in had been obvious, even through the all-encompassing focus on finding Ingo, but he never expected the lead agent would resort to this. He thought Cloud trusted him more than that. Cloud should have warned him, and he could have convinced him to not take such an unnecessary measure.

He was Emmet. He was fine.

Fine or not, his uncle wanted to discuss the idea that he take time off from his work at the Battle Subway. "To properly process his grief" was the reason he was given, and he had just enough energy to insist there was no grief. Ingo was alive, and he was worried for him, and he needed to find him. You couldn't grieve for someone who was alive, he argued. You could only miss them and worry for them.

Eventually, Drayden proved convincing enough to lure him out of the subway. A change of atmosphere would be good for his investigation, Drayden said. If Emmet could not find Ingo in Nimbasa City, then perhaps the search should be spread out. After all, Emmet knew every inch of his subway, and Ingo could not be found, right? With great hesitation, Emmet followed his uncle to Opelucid City.

They traveled on foot, a blisteringly obvious avoidance of the subway. Even so, Emmet brought his clues and research with him, fitting neatly into a medium sized briefcase. There were still so many leads he had to follow, and he couldn't afford to start over. At least Drayden understood this, and gave him enough time to pack it all carefully.

It was the first time he'd gone anywhere without Ingo. Emmet tried not to dwell on the idea that it was "the first time," but instead the "only time." In no time at all, he'd find his twin and they'd return home. Ingo would give him a pat on his head for working so hard without him, and then treat him to a delicious meal as an apology. Although he'd forgive his twin right away, a few treats wouldn't go amiss, and he'd have a little fun playing up being sore with Ingo. Maybe he'd get a whole week of treats.

That insistent positivity didn't last very long when he arrived in Opelucid City. He wasn't familiar with the city, and needed to develop an entirely new routine to get anywhere on time. More than once, he fell out of his bed, not used to the strange dimensions, and unable to calibrate without another body close by. None of his pokémon had come with him; some were left with Elesa, while others were in the care of Clay. He woke up late every day, unaccustomed to setting an alarm and not having pokémon wake him up, insistent on feeding time. Even if they had come with him, battling held none of his interest - how could he have fun when Ingo could be lost or hurt somewhere?

The most sickening part of the entire experience rocked him harder than he could have expected. Not one person, even his uncle, treated him as part of a unit anymore. There was no 'Ingo and Emmet' to anyone anymore. He was 'just' Emmet.

It hadn't been that long since Ingo went missing. It was far too soon to act like he wasn't coming back.

For years and years and years, he fought and argued and broke ties over the insistence that he move on. How could he just abandon Ingo like that? Ingo would never leave him to disappear, leave him to be forgotten. The moment he gave up was the moment Ingo himself couldn't hold on. Dead ends didn't mean Ingo wasn't there, just that he couldn't see where they truly led.

But...

Every time he saw advertisements of Gear Station, his eyes welled up with tears. He couldn't even resign in person, instead calling via his Xtransceiver. Cloud said he understood, promised that Emmet had a place to return no matter how long it took. He had faith that Cloud would take care of the subway, but all attempts Emmet made at saying so were choked, so he simply thanked him.

And so began his training to take over Opelucid Gym in Drayden's place. His skills at battling had degraded somewhat without a partner who challenged him, without a partner who energized him. But he continued practicing, continued to learn about the two dragons that were so important to Drayden, and learned new battle tactics befitting of a Gym Leader. It didn't have the panache of a Subway Master, but it would do. As each day went on, less and less energy could be given to hunting out leads on his missing twin. More people came to challenge him at the Gym, and less people recognized him as one of the famous twins of Gear Station. More and more, he was just Drayden's nephew, the man who is stronger than a gym leader, the man who IS a gym leader, the man who proves you're truly strong enough to become a Champion.

He stopped wearing all white.

And then, one day, just when he thought his heart had finally reduced to dust inside his chest, a familiar shadow stretched across the ground towards him. Lifting his eyes up, through the haze that had settled so many years ago, he saw a haggard and scuffed man who would forever be recognizable to him.

All the things he'd wanted to say throughout the years glued together in the back of his throat, preventing anything meaningful from coming out except bewilderment stained words.

"No, this is a joke, right?"

#🙏 thank you for the delicious food #fic #I LOVE #SO GOOD AAAAAAA

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Iykyk 👀

#👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀 #i am looking SO disrespectfully

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I see a lot of love in the monsterfucking community for massive monster cock but I feel we need more love for massive monster pussy

#take that msa naga au and give it a very well-stuffed Pepper 🥴🌶️💦

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Shout-out to every author who's out there putting a doctoral thesis worth of research and analysis into setting forth an imagined society in which their extremely unlikely kink is considered vanilla. I do not understand, but I respect the commitment to the bit.

#..........................warden egg incubator verse #DON'T GIVE ME THAT LOOK

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I wonder if me speaking conversationally in the question portion made anyone uncomfortable.

Anyway, on the left, Weretiger. Can become a tiger, a person, or a larger tiger-person hybrid with a husky voice and tendency to roll thier R's. They like to keep tidy little cottagecore cabins in the woods, full of herb gardens and cats and poultry and such. They tend stay near people because they like occasional company and have favored mates, but not too close because they value privacy and don't care to spread thier curse (why make more hunting competition). Look I've seen how y'all react to Tony the Tiger, I don't have to explain this one.

On the right, the werebear! They have a normal (usually thick and hairy) person form, a larger bear person form, and a full bear form. They're also usually really nice. Most refuse to bite unless the target is a willing companion or apprentice, and will stick with them for a while to help them gain control of the curse. They just love enjoying and protecting nature, doing good out where they can't accidentally hurt anybody.

#look our beloved Cat Fucker Dingo has left us here on tumblr but we can still keep this tiger winning lmao 👉👉 🐯

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We are back! And coming out swinging as always, though there's there's only 1 or 2 easy matchups left at this point. Welcome to the top 16 contenders! On the left! Having slain multiple dragons, including the #1 contender from the qualifiers, we have the androsphinx! 10 ft (3 m) long, gruff and somewhat pessimistic with a noble heart, can control time from within its lair, guards ancient mysteries and secrets, and can summon feasts on command! They're also known for being gruff and blunt but generally trying to do the right thing.

On the right, the Yuan-ti Abomination! 10 ft (3 m) long snake person, so many of these! They can constrict, cause fear, and have mild mind manipulation! Fun nature fact: Snakes and lizards actually have two hemipenes (cloaca extensions for reproduction), each hooked up to a different teste so they can swap between them while one's recharging. Given this one's almost entirely snake, I'd assume it has the same. They also means two clits!

#y'all please vote sphinx im BEGGING #I'll give you another absol smut thing if it wins. PLEASE.

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✨just fandom things✨

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They are already selling data to midjourney, and it's very likely your work is already being used to train their models because you have to OPT OUT of this, not opt in. Very scummy of them to roll this out unannounced.

#no sir not getting out of this chair #meme aside I flipped all my sides on with this. likely won't do shit but ¯⁠\⁠_⁠༼⁠ ⁠•́⁠ ͜⁠ʖ⁠ ⁠•̀⁠ ⁠༽⁠_⁠/⁠¯

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trains are extremely sexual actually, have you seen couplers????

#iykyk <3

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You're right and you should say it

Random but i think outside of blankshipping i cannot see either twin being romantically or sexually interested in anyone else. They are totally sexless creatures to me. Aroace icons. Autistic weirdos that are only fully understood by one another. They would only date each other or no one theres no inbetween

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ah beans. did dingo get nuked?

#I don't know what any of these other sm sites are if y'all have links

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just blocked at least two people liking the asshole's response to this a year later, so to reiterate:

dont throw a tantrum at shippers in the MAIN FUCKING TAGS and then be a whiny pissbaby when someone calls you out when you go doubling down on the anti rhetoric while sobbing about how DARE you have to block a single fucking tag. then trying to bury your MULTIPLE raging intersexist and ablist (but not anti-furry, which i find extremely ironic, given your about page and crying about antis not being able to handle curating their internet experience) posts obsessing over the subject just makes you look not just like the bigot you are, but ALSO pathetic. Yikes! :)

(also, pro-tip: "it's on YOU to tell me i cant repost you art for likes after the fact!" is not the brilliant stance on art theft you think it is :))

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minor psa that probably is old news to most of you but i just discovered tonight - when the ablist blankship “furries are the devil, keep kink out of twincest” troll (kharmii) who I’d blocked (I’m assuming troll because they keep tagging stuff like “lol tantrums are funny” and also because I can only hope they aren’t this bad to people in actual real life) (later edit: no apparently they're just like that and people are unironically following them and like it so hm! interesting! ¯\_(ツ)_/¯) easily reblogged my stuff to double down on their comments - that any sideblog has to block a user individually on their own blocklist. woo.

holy shit “how dare you put kink stuff in the blankship tag!”

my dude.

the blankship tag IS a kink tag. twincest is literally the foundational basis of the ship. holy fuck.

(also using the r-slur about someone that asked you not to use said slur because “i didnt do it recently you r-!” and calling every kink evil beastiality when you literally ship pokephilia is. i cant even. like i do not jive with A/B/O whatsoever either but i just ignore it and move on i dont throw public tantrum CALLOUTS in the main tag holy fuck.)

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with feeling: what the absolute fuck

“A/B/O is bad because almost all intersex people are horribly malformed and severely mentally disabled”

“also i only called *emmet* a [r-slur] twice!” *proceeds to call someone’s drawing style [r-slur] literally 3 sentences later*

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edit: hey y’all psa apparently tungle has separated the block lists for each individual blog you have so they responded to this doubling down on the “furries are the devil, keep kink out of twincest” can we get a yikes.

#ablism tw #intersexism tw #queerphobia tw #anyway y'all need to stop giving this bigot attention please #i will be unfollowing and likely blocking people reblogging them (kharmii) from this blog going forward #they repost peoples art without prior consent with a cop-out little 'well i might remove it if anyone ASKS' like my little bitch #that is not how that works :)

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#gimmie even a single fucking sub petting their dom's hair and telling them they did such a good job

petition for more dom!drop aftercare in fics, please and thank you