@tuesdayscanons said: Get embraced by your sister, punk :p
✦ ☾ 💋 ☽ ✦ → Melodramatically, the elder sister opens up her hands and let's the sister jump into her bosom, wrapping them up tight enough to be just a little playfully strangling. " Aww! What's got ya all sappy, May, huh? " She rests her chin on her head of blonde. " What, do ya love me or somethin' heheheh~! "
{¤} Zooble yanks Jax's arm and drags him somewhere the others can't find them. After hearing rumors of Jax getting past the censors, they have questions. A lot of questions.
"How the [HONK] did you manage to have...you know what? I didn't think Caine would even give us those parts. It's not like we have other biological functions and this is supposed to be a family friendly game."
One would reasonably assume Zooble is chastising Jax for going against the rules of the game and risking everyone's safety, but they have...different priorities.
"You're lucky your body is somewhat normal. I doubt Gangle and I can canoodle. I feel like Caine would've given me clothes if I still had...parts."
God, is it embarrassing to couch their language with euphemisms to get around the censors.
"...how did it feel? Was it nice?" {¤}
- ✧ ˖ ˙ 「 @tuesdayscanons 」 ˙ ˖ ✧
「 ☆ 」 Jax protests as he's dragged away, although he doesn't actually struggle to break free from Zooble's surprisingly-strong grip. In the circus, you can't avoid people forever. Can barely go a single day without being forced together to at least listen to the idea for the next adventure. Whatever is on the others mind WILL be reaching his disinterested ears eventually. Best to get it out of the way now, rather than deal with a stubborn Zooble any longer than he has to. It's not as though he was doing anything anyway... Even being chastised is better than boredom.
However, the scolding never comes.
Instead, he's met with questioning. Guess even someone as predictably boring as Zooble can occasionally surprise him. Brushing off his arm when Zooble lets him go, cartoonish dust-clouds puff off disheveled fur. Briefly contemplating how one could call him a ❛ dust bunny ❜ right now, half-lidded eyes focus on Zooble in a practiced expression of boredom. Truthfully? He's failing trying to keep the heat rushing to his face from becoming too obvious. Well aware his ❛ temperature ❜ isn't changing, but his body is betraying him by trying to showcase his ingrained emotions.
Pink dusted across purple is cause for embarrassment, no matter how condescending the expression it may be on. Luckily he learned long ago how to keep his ears upright, no matter how much they may want to droop. Unsure what the root of his unease is, Jax can favor a few guesses... It's not from the act of getting frisky itself. He's not a prude. From the direction the conversation is going, neither is Zooble. But the other doesn't fully strike him as someone who would keep things confidential if Caine caught wind. Zooble had already shown they'd buckle under pressure during that oh-so-fun fast food adventure. So long as punishment was a potential risk... Maybe they learned their lesson?
After going through customer service hell and getting the same score as Ragatha, perhaps Zooble isn't overly-inclined to believe in threats? Even so, Jax's stomach churns just as strongly at being found out. Which means it's the more troublesome issue. The fact that, it wasn't merely a matter of miraculously getting past the censors. Wasn't some shallow, indulgent GRAB at genuine pleasure and escape from the limitations of their digital bodies. Jax... wants to do it again. He wants to do it with that person again. Only them.
Was it nice?
It was... everything.
Instead of answering Zooble's inquiries— even though he could —Jax tries to cut the discussion short before he can come across as anything other than the jerk who managed to get laid in the digital circus. Instead of the confused fool who put himself in way too vulnerable of a position. Even if his unexpected partner might see what happened as only a means of helping each other out— Jax doesn't know, he dared not ask —the rabbit fears what it could mean if he... Well, it doesn't matter. He knows better than to humor such stupid ideas. It was sex. Nothing more.
❝ Wow, Zoobs... Prying for details, huh? I didn't realize you were such a pervert~ ❞ Jax mocks, hoping Zooble's sense of shame might rear its ugly head before his can become too noticeable. After all, he's not like Zooble and Gangle. Or worse, Kinger and his long-dead Queen. He doesn't have a ❛ relationship ❜ . Doesn't want one. They can only end in trouble... In heartbreak. Especially if they include him. 「 ☆ 」
Tuesdayscanons asked: {¤} "Oooo, does someone have a cruuuuush?" {¤} {@tuesdayscanons} (Nemoma)
"I do not!"
Penny huffed, stepping back and pulling her hands to their chest. Holding them up as if she was going to punch the other. Stepping back and looking behind themselves.
@tuesdayscanons said: “ hey you want me to kill that guy for you? ” 《 Nicole for Richard ;3c 》
It wasn't anything new. Richard ran into Harold Wilson while buying milk, Harold Wilson was a jerk about it, life moved on. The only difference was that this time Nicole was there to see it.
"Huh? Kill him?" Richard reacted with genuine surprise, not entirely sure how exaggerated Nicole's offer was.
"No, honey, I'm fine. That's just how he is. Better to ignore it, right? Eventually he'll get bored and leave me alone."
Just give it another few minutes. Or weeks. Or decades.
"Does my Ducky-boos have a boyfriend? Ooo, I'd love to hear about him!" { Nanny @ Dimitrie } ((Nanny is in Embarrassing Mom Mode lol))
- ✩ { @tuesdayscanons } ✩
{ ☆ } This isn’t what Dimitrie needs right now. Not even close... If there was a list of things that he needed or wanted to deal with at the moment, then THIS very thing would be way at the bottom. The second-to-last thing. Right before literally dying and after blood. Because as much as this makes Dimitrie’s stomach bubble and twist with nerves, he at least doesn’t feel like he’s going to be literally sick.
But maybe if Nanny keeps calling them his boyfriend.
Face flushing with a heat that is normally non-existent, green feathers turn a mortifying red as the small duck sputters, ❝ Wh-Wha-??? He is— He’s not— He’d NEVER wan- I mean, he’d never be my- my boyfriend! Nanny, puh-lease! C’mon. I mean- sheeeesh! ❞ Hands frantically waving in front of himself and head shaking so hard he fears he may become dizzy, Dimitrie then crosses his arms with a dramatic huff and turns his face away. Chin up and lip pouted, he hopes that his protesting will be seen as offended and not defensive.
❝ Like we’d ever be boyfriends! Maybe we could be like, friends... tops... So I guess- I dunno.... ❞ Peeking over at the hen, a foot lightly kicks against the ground; words now a semi-coherent mumble, he shrugs and tries to ‘nonchalantly’ say, ❝ If you want to hear me talk about my maybe friend.... then I could...... ❞ { ☆ }
ROLEPLAYER APPRECIATION TIME: IT’S TIME TO TELL SOME OF YOUR FAVORITE BLOGS THAT YOU ACKNOWLEDGE, AND APPRECIATE THEIR WORK; LET THEM KNOW THAT YOU LOVE THEM. SPREAD THE LOVE TO 10 OF YOUR FAVORITE BLOGS, AND IF YOU DON’T HAVE 10, THEN JUST SPREAD IT TO THE NEXT 10 ON YOUR DASH ♥
*breathes in*
*Y E L L S*
Okay but I just have to say thanks to Tuesday as well, I adore their muses as threads okay?? As yes, Goosewing and Violet together are the dream team, honestly <3
NOw onto tagging nine more lovely peepos under the cut
@ambcrheart: you are??? so funny??? Like I adore our interactions in character but out of character, you’re just...bean??, I love how we can get really deep into our plots together, it’s honestly just so great
@wendyfulmother: another dear, dear friend that I share ideas with all the time with. Rp’s kind of on the back burner for us both, but thank you so so much for staying in touch. Wendy is pure and so are her interactions w everyone around her and I love her and you to bits
@musesofthegladeandbeyond: eyyy so I don’t interact w you through this blog yet, and we’ve both been a bit quiet, but I love your interpretations of your characters. You’re really friend-shaped and I hope we interact more in the future!
@madgirltm: hey so I’m rly proud of you, Max. You’re finding a rhythm with your blogs and with life, but you’re sticking with it! You’ve introduced me to so many beautiful people and you’re such a good writer too like omgosh? I love your ideas sm-
@dragcnsden: You are? So good? and so sweet? Like, you really are so friend-shaped, too, and I love the blogs I follow. The life you breathe into your work really is one of a kind, and reading your threads is such a treat.
@sxmeone-always-gets-hurt: I’ve just more recently been getting into writing with you, Taako, but you? You are excellent. You understand Donald on such a level, I admire what you put into bringing such an icon to life. You’re also just such a neat person to talk to, I love you-!
@c0in: I’m not tagging your multimuse since I know you’re still working on it but I can’t help it I gotta shout you out. You’re really cool to write and plot with, and I’m looking forward to what the future holds for you!
@dreamsofalife: Okay so I...ly?? You’re such a fun person to talk to, and I love all of your characters and your writing to itty bitty pieces and rly, Shy and Jose are otp I love them-
@soul-heart-and-beyond: You...put so much love and hard work into your blogs, you know that, right? I don’t pop in to read your stuff that often, but each time I do, your grasp on your characters is impeccable, honest to Betsy.
Honorable mentions go to Ratchie, Rena, Lofty, Calavera, Ed, Chris, Ginnie, Renn, and Jaiden for also making my rp experience so wonderful. You all are amazing people, and I wish you all good things for your blogs.
Chances are, too, if you’re reading this, you are the absolute bomb. Whether you’re interacting with me ic or ooc, or you just like reading my content, you really do play a big part in driving my blogs forward.
A sigh, and the fallen child picked himself up, dusting himself off. ❝ Brute force may be no substitute for intelligence, but it sure does hurt a lot more. ❞