Spinny 3DS box covers! (f2u with no credit)
GAMES INCLUDED:
Hatsune Miku: Project Mirai DX
Cooking Mama: Sweet Shop
Pokemon Art Academy
Pokemon Alpha Sapphire
Animal Crossing: Happy Home Designer
Super Smash Bros
Tomodachi Life
Rhythm Thief and the Emperor's Treasure
(Let me know what game you want me to add!)
I was inspired by @littlegayboyloser's 3DS spinny boxes, and I wanted to spice up my artfight profile. This is my first time doing graphics like this so if y'all have tips on how to make blinkies and stamps and stuff lmk!!!
(Don't ask me how to make it all pixel style and low poly, I don't know either :'D)
HAHAHAHHA OH GOD, YOU GUYS ARE GONNA GET SICK OF ME TALKING ABOUT MELONE...
Okay so I'm gonna answer your question first and then I'm going to just add my deep dive on his character from yesterday cos I don't want you to be spoiled by reading the full post if you haven't finished the Manga.. But lets get into it...
Melone is not a freak, nor a weirdo...
But for real I do NOT see him as a pervert nor a freak and I got into the entire character analysis about La Squadra yesterday and disproved thisss LMAO
so I will bring receipts about that but first your question.
@centerofreality
It would be a wholesome relationship from the start of dating.
Prior to actually getting into a relationship though? For a long while he is NOT going to care about your OC that much I'm ngl, he would 100% be more seeing them as an experiment or just kind of another teammate. But if he actually fell for them and saw them as more than just data?
It would be extremely loving, they'd be his firsts for a lot of things because I absolutely think that he does not and has not cared for having sex or relationships in the past. And I don't mean his first time, I mean his first date. First kiss. First romantic everything.
To him relationships are just an unnecessary distraction because he struggles to make that actual connection to someone.
But if he eventually managed to?
It would be awkward, and it would be a lot to adapt to.
He would still most likely see it as just an experiment for a while, not really in a bad way but it's how he sees and works things out. So he would do what he does best. Analyse.
But it would absolutely be something that he would want once he stopped seeing everything though an unemotional lens and started feeling the things he's trying to theorise.
But about the freak thing, I don't think he would be opposed to trying things, I'm not saying he's this innocent guy.
But he is absolutely a virgin (which is fine, idk why people feel like they have to be so experienced, like guys... These characters are not sex toys.)
And honestly, your OC would probably outfreak him for a long while, yes he has thoughts about sex but I really don't see him as someone that's really that kinky in the first place.
Bro is genuinely just happy to be involved.
Alsoo about Babyface, I don't necessarily think that it would create a normal baby, the way it works is, yes it uses the users emotions on the surface, which is why he deliberately provokes Anita, but it also uses the base level of emotions as the same time.
So unless your OC is swimming with passivity even outside of feelings for Melone it would still feed off of that anger and malice.
It obviously wouldn't just attack Melone but it's basically an attack dog with an in built tracker, I don't really see him wanting to use it on himself outside of a one time interest to see if it even works.
He might input both of their data to test compatibility but he wouldn't let it gestate and I stand by that.
But also it grows fast and would absolutely be annoying to deal with having this moody teenager/young adult around until it grows up into something we haven't even seen yet, if it grows from that form..
But IDK why some people act like it would like... Turn into the parent, I keep seeing people act like it would be full Moody Blues type of copy, that is NAWT how it works.
I will drop my character analysis below if you wanna read it, sorry for how LONNG this yap is LMAO, this is just ripped from my analysis yesterday, I don't think there's spoilers in this one other than for his arc <3
⟢ Melone -
Before I get into this I know some people are gonna assume I'm a prude or some BS so I'm going to say RN, I could NOT care less what kinks or fetishes this man could have, but the way people act like he's a complete freak for the little we even see of him annoys me to no end because they reduce him to nothing but a sex toy ALL because people refuse to actually look at a character through the bare minimum.
And I am SICK of it... I HATE mischaracterisation and I am sick of every Melone fic being "Yep he is a freak that's it." Like cool... He's just a one dimensional character to some of y'all I guess...
Yes he is capable of being a freak or enjoying sex but he is NOT just a toy for your own fantasies and I'm so over it lmao.
Okay so rant aside...
First things first, I have actually been thinking A LOT about babyface and I am actually about to get really into it, we are going to take his stand fully out of the equation for a second and I will bring it up later.
The 2 things Melone does that are "Freaky" are licking Anita, and staring at the woman's legs (and licking his lips.) I am not here to say he isn't a little weirdo because he kinda still is, but only for the second one. Bruno also licks Giorno as well to find out information. Just like Melone does, we see that it isn't just for his own pleasure or want.
He analyses her.
The second one is 100% him just being weird, but I stand by that Melone gets NO bitches, I think he doesn't actually want that affection nor that sexual gratification because he doesn't really care. The fantasies he has are exactly that, fantasies. IDK where y'all jumped to this conclusion that he's a grade A freak from what we see cos I am going to disprove that right now. :3
And also he was looking at her legs not her feet, why do people keep giving him a foot fetish??
OKAY SO I LITERALLY JUST FACT CHECKED MYSELF. Bro isn't even looking at her legs, he literally just looks her up and down once and y'all ran with the foot fetish thing for... Some reason LMAO. IDK I think y'all are just projecting...
But lets talk about BabyFace. It isn't about impregnation, especially as a kink or sexually in the slightest, and I will give my reasoning.
He consistently speaks about people as what he sees them as. Data. He barely recognises Anita as a person but as information, but on top of this he is still actively polite to her the majority of the time. Every single thing he speaks to her about is collecting information he needs. He licks her to analyse her because (my mom brought up this point and we rewatched his scenes like 10+ times LMAO) he is tasting her sweat to see how healthy she is.
When you are scared you sweat more, it's her adrenalin making her sweat and he licks her palm, where you sweat from... It would make sense a LOT that he can actually taste her genetic material, he gets her blood type just by licking her skin. (likely either a weird fixation or more likely, because of his stand.)
He is not getting any pleasure out of her hitting him either, he is excited that she's healthy/strong and was quick to anger. And on top of this when Babyface hits the window by her it is NOT a show of domination in any way. It's to scare her.
And now for y'all being like... But Star... You forgot the Kama Sutra, no I didn't lets get into it.
The choice she makes isn't for his own pleasure, nor is it to be weird. It's once again analysing her choice to see something about her, personality or otherwise. Think like those little Inkblot tests. It's all data to him.
But also it's for the shock factor. Babyface's offspring thrives on negative and malevolent feelings to grow... That is the perfect way to rile them up and goad them into their anger, we can see he is not excited about it in anyway other than you guessed it... The data she gives.
Her not answering and panicking WAS the information that he needed, he did not need her to give a choice. It was all for scaring her and making her adrenalin spike. It was all just to Illicit that reaction
And for people that think the stand itself is weird and my point becomes invalid. I can explain that too. Because he is seeing these people as data. Information. Genetic material.
What is the living embodiment of all of a persons data?
A child.
And also!
In the train arc that was the first offspring that Baby face created, so either Melone has only just gotten his stand OR his experiments failed because he didn't have enough data for them to be successful.
But let's get on to how I think about his character as a whole, obviously I do not think he is just a freak, I think that he was a scientist.
He fixates on that people are nothing more than data, I think that he could and does have emotional attachments to people and his friends, he does show Sociopathic traits but he isn't a sociopath either, he shows lack of impulsiveness to not get Babyface to fight but does not really show remorse in any way either.
But he does show emotion, excitement and almost affection to the offspring.
I think that he does have little empathy but I don't think he is emotionless (As we see him reacting about Sorlato also.)
To him data is what makes up people, and that is all that he sees them as. All that matters to him are the experiment and his theories being correct.
Hi! Can I get Kiryu, Majima, and Ichiban with a chubby s/o please? I love your writing and hope you're doing well! ❤
Hello-!! Thank you so much and yes I'm doing well but just busy these last few weeks that's why I haven't been able to write some of the requests but thank you for waiting patiently 💙 so here it is
I hope you enjoy!
Kiryu, Majima, and Ichiban with a chubby s/o
Kiryu Kazuma
- All your insecurities would melt away with Kiryu on your side because he doesn’t care either. Never even once has he thought about how you’ll look better if you were thinner. He loves you for being you. He still thinks that you’re beautiful inside and out.
- He’s an affectionate partner so he always peppers you with kisses especially on the parts which you feel insecure about. When you two were just started dating, he asked if it’s fine for him to touch your squishy cute cheeks or if that’ll make you self conscious but you allowed him because you know he does that because he loves you, besides you think it’s cute.
- If you think you’re heavy, well no more worries because he can lift you up in a blink! He loves complimenting you a lot! And how gorgeous you are no matter what outfit you wear. In fact, he feels happy when you just wear what you want to wear because he wants you to feel happy in your own skin.
- He’ll hardly admit it but he secretly enjoys it when he lays down on your lap after a rough day. It helps him relax by taking away all of his tiredness. You’ll find him falling asleep on your lap more often than you thought.
Majima Goro
- Majima will literally use you as a pillow, he’ll fall asleep on top of you, he loves to slip his hands underneath your shirt to feel the warmth, he’ll knead at anything he can grab on you and snuggle up next to you.
- If he has to choose what’s his favorite part of you, he’ll choose your butt with no hesitation. It won’t be uncommon to find him laying down next to you and hug your ass. He loves your butt and whenever he’s feeling not in his best mood, he’ll lay on top of your butt and mumble about the day he had. You were basically made for cuddling.
- He loves that you’re so soft everywhere! It legit makes him crazy for you. Don’t be surprised if he develops a habit to squish against you in general, he’ll even pop up randomly out of nowhere and start pulling on your rosy puffy cheeks.
- He would never overdo all those physical touches without your permission cause he’s a man who knows his boundaries too and hell he would never even dream of wanting to make you feel self conscious.
Ichiban Kasuga
- He’s all over you 24/7! Not to mention all the kisses and hugs you’ll get from him! He’ll always have his hands wrapped around your waist. You’re warm, soft, cute, pretty, all praises in the world he can throw at you! In his eyes, you’re just the cutest thing ever.
- People might prefer someone thinner but he just doesn’t care about it, especially with that pretty face of yours, how could he ever leave you. If you ever feel self conscious about your choice of outfit, he’s gonna throw that worry away because the moment he sees you in it, he’s head over heels for you. “Damn baby, you’re so sexy”.
- He’s pretty strong so don’t worry, he’ll still be able to lift you up easily whether it’s piggyback style or bridal style.
- Kasuga loves watching you eat, especially when you’re eating foods you like, staring at your chubby cheeks, he thinks makes you look like an adorable little squirrel or bunny! either way, you’re hella cute!
pls can u write ANYTHING for a pretty boy x gn! reader? no one writes 4 him n im so desperate u don't understand 😭
In all honesty, I can agree with this. The lack of Intersection Pretty Boy fics just makes me- GGGGGGGGG
Also, sorry for the long wait!! Honestly, I had to rack my small brain for some prompts that would make a good scenario so- Ehe..??? HOW MANY YEARS??? THIS IS THE LONGEST I THINK THAT A BLOG HAS RELEASED ITS FIRST POST AND I'M HONESTLY SO SORRY I PROMISE I'LL DO MY BEST WITH THE OTHERS IT WOULDN'T BE A YEAR LONG WAIT I SWEAR--
Within the Fog
The town of Nanchou-Shi was eccentric in its own right. With the obsession of the townsfolk over intersection fortune telling and the rumors of the ghost that haunts the town's tradition, the Intersection Pretty Boy. Though intersection fortune telling was something that people mostly do in search of that one seed of hope, the circulating cases proved otherwise. If not, it proved to be more dangerous than helpful.
In truth, the strange problem of the town seemed to have beckoned a morbid curiosity within you. The fact that these unfortunate souls met their ends when all they wanted was hope for their romantic struggles was a tragedy in its own right. Yet not only were they caused by random strangers that happened to pass by, but the most intriguing part was that the victims would often talk of a beautiful boy in black wearing red lipstick. He was an unknown entity that piqued the fear and interest of many.
With the mystery of the Intersection Pretty Boy's origin and identity, all fingers are pointed at your unfortunate friend, Fukata Ryusuke, claiming he was the Intersection Pretty Boy. But doubt would always wrap your mind in its shadowy cloak as you think of the connection between the Intersection Pretty Boy and Ryusuke. He never wore earrings, nor had you seen him owning red lipstick. Yet the tension of his posture and the sweat trailing down his face roused your suspicion.
As usual, the rumors regarding Intersection Fortune telling had been one of the school's favorite topics to gossip about, and your piercing gaze with the worried glances of Midori was of no help as Ryusuke struggled through the day.
Through the classroom window, it was easy to know that it was another gloomy day in Nanchou-Shi. Though the school had sheltered the students from the fog, they couldn't stay in school for long. But it was a thought that barely reached their restless minds, for what drowns their caution was the overpowering curiosity and temptation of Intersection Fortunetelling. Ryusuke never seemed to do it for the sake of his struggles, but it seemed more of a responsibility for him, one that seemed to come at the price of his well-being. As the fog hung in the air, he'd walk through the town, passing through intersections and giving advice. As days went by, curiosity crept from behind, slowly engulfing your mind as the image of what remained of your friend, Ryusuke, would occasionally flash within your mind. How thin he had become, how dull his eyes would come. He seemed like a dead man walking.
Your thoughts continued to dive deep into the intriguing mystery of Nanchou-Shi. But with the chilling hush of the wind, you were dragged back into reality, your view obscured by the overwhelming fog. "Tsk… Lost. I shouldn't have spaced out like that." Frustration clung from the back of your head as you internally scolded yourself. Helpless, you tried to navigate through the fog, wishing for something to enter your line of sight, perhaps a wall or a sign. And so, your wish came true as gray walls entered your line of sight, concealed by a veil of fog. Towards the wall, you walked. Mind running through memories to see if this wall was a puzzle piece to a place you've walked past at some point. But to no avail, your thoughts froze as your fingers made contact with the sharp turn of the wall.
You were at an intersection.
Cold realization struck as you froze in your spot. It felt like the wall was absorbing your hand, refusing to let you escape. The silent atmosphere of Nanchou-Shi felt more ominous as your eyes darted around the fog, paranoia creeping in like a silent predator. Was that figure walking towards you just a figment of your imagination? A hallucination? A tall, slim figure walked through the fog, seemingly unaffected by the heavy fog. It wasn't in a hurry like a businessman running late for work or a daydreaming student idly walking from school with their bag in hand or shoulder. The figure strolled casually, the rhythmic clack of their footsteps growing nearer and louder.
Paranoia turned to panic as your silently wary mind exploded into a flurry of thoughts. Whether you believed in the tales of the Black-Clothed ghost or thought it was just an elaborate cover for someone's crimes, you knew the outcome was inevitably grim.
The fog soon made way for the figure, revealing an otherworldly beauty. Eyes devoid of life, red-stained lips curved in a small yet mysterious smile, he wore no other color than black. The fog didn't seem like an entity of its own, but rather, it was akin to a veil that lovingly embraced him.
And as your eyes found him, it felt as if your heart froze. It was a contrast to your mind running in a storm of frenzy. Yet like the calmness in a storm's eye, one thought echoed in your mind like a voice lost within a looming cave.
Run.
With sudden courage, you ran from the intersection. Your beating heart echoed in your ears as the heaving of your breath grazed past your auditory senses. Yet none of those seemed to drown the echoing footsteps of the Intersection Pretty Boy. The image of the tall ghost was carved in your mind as you ran through the streets of Nanchou-Shi, using every turn to your advantage. But no matter how many turns you took, the chill that clung to your back didn't fade.
With the doubtful reassurance of your mind, you finally slowed your pace as you leaned on a lamp post for support, catching your breath. As you looked up, your eyes met the all-too-familiar gaze of Ryusuke. His confused gaze set upon you as he approached you with caution. "(Y/n)..?" The sickly-looking boy gazed at you, cold sweat trailing down his cheek as he took in your disheveled appearance. With the haunting image of the Intersection Pretty Boy flashing in your mind, you chuckled as you smiled at Ryusuke. Finally, in the presence of a familiar face, the veil of caution and fear slowly slipped from your mind, leaving only a tiny stain of vigilance within your mind.
"Ryusuke! " A sigh of relief escaped from your lips which curled into a smile that Ryusuke reciprocated with an uneasy smile, shoving his hands in the pocket of his uniform slacks. The fragile smile on his face dropped, unease flooding through his eyes as he looked at you as he spoke. "I didn't expect that I'd see you here…" With his hands still in his pocket, he walked past you. The Black-Clothed Ghost loomed over you, and he stood with his back straight. Ryusuke, though he hid his hands in his pocket, walked with a slouched back and heavy shoulders.
"… The fog's heavy. You should go home." He said as he looked at you over his shoulder. Unlike the ghost, who seemed at home in the fog, Ryusuke seemed like a fearful prey within the heavy fog. As his figure disappeared into the heavy fog, you struggled to take in your surroundings through the heaviness of the fog. Relief flooded over you the moment you recognized the streets.
You were finally near your home.
Finally, inside the safety of your home, you hurried towards the privacy of your room and into the comfort of your bed. After your eventful walk back home, you were too tired to get back up from your bed to change out of your uniform. The softness of the bed was just too comforting for you to leave as your eyes shut, slipping into your dreams.
Opening your eyes, you found yourself on the cold streets of Nanchou-Shi. Upon noticing the familiar fog surrounding you, your eyes widened as you sat up and looked around. Echoes of steady footsteps reached your ears, sending your blood running cold as you turned your head to see the all-too-familiar silhouette of a looming figure.
As the silhouette grew nearer and nearer, your mind began to yell at you to run. But as you tried to stand and run, you couldn't. Your body felt as if it was frozen, glued in place. Why? You couldn't move your own body, and he was nearing you. His eyes were an empty void of lifeless white. With his red-stained smile, you could feel his gaze on you.
At last, you managed to stand to your feet, taking your steps back, away from him. Set on running away from him, you finally turned away and ran deeper into the endless fog. You couldn't tell where you were going. Your mind plagued with fear as the sounds of his footsteps didn't seem to disappear the more you tried to run from him.
It only seemed as if your attempt was futile. Wordlessly, he appeared from within the fog and walked past you. Each time he opened those red-colored lips, you ran faster, not wanting to hear any words coming out of his mouth. The more you ran, the more it seemed like you were in a desolate town. You expected to run into someone, perhaps Ryusuke, but there was no one except the Black-Clothed Ghost.
Feeling your heart hammer through your ribs as you ran deeper within the fog, breathing felt heavy as your body gave out. You didn't know how long you were running, and the more you ran, the more pointless it seemed. Countless turns and intersections greeted you, and it only seemed like you were running in circles. No matter how many turns you took, he's always there.
Leaning on a wall as you tried to catch your breath, you lifted your head to find the heartless ghost walking past you with an eerie smile. As you watched him walk past an intersection, a sigh escaped your lips. The momentary relief washed over you as you thanked your luck that you stopped on the length of the walls and not its corners.
Resting your head against the wall behind you, you closed your eyes in hopes of waking up. This was a dream, you were sure of it…
… And you woke up. Not on the streets, and most certainly not on your bed. Turning your head to look over your shoulder, you found yourself leaning against a person's leg. Standing with the back facing you, you let your eyes wander upwards only to find him again. His hands hidden in his pockets, his lithe figure loomed over you who remained on the ground.
Turning his head, he looked over his shoulder. Though his eyes were empty, you felt his gaze at you, felt him staring at you with the seemingly amused smile still on his red-stained lips.
And as his red lips parted, his voice rung to your ears, his words echoing in your mind.
