It's that time of the week again edition
Previously on /sveg/ >>77800221
Is this one gonna survive?
In that case, is that time again!
It's getting close to 2 am on the east coast; so it's Friday for some segment of the world.
Freeze! Burn! EXPLODE! Introducing: Janna the Mage!
>At Ruida's tavern, Janna originally wanted to take the role of a Thief... until she learned one spell "element" in this word is literally EXPLOSION and the best spell Mages can use is called "Kaboom" so it's a promising profession. So far she can only toss fireballs about but soon enough, Bang! Boom! KABOOM!
Continuing the Star VS characters as DQ3 classes thing I have going.
This was the first time I drew Janna, dunno if she resembles the original one much, but it was fun.
Only one to go.
>Next up: Sabrina the ???.
Sadly no; he just means that we're one week closer to the hiatus being over.
Any write friends here interested to make TsunStar green or Fanfic?
STARCO IS CUTE AND PERFECT!
CUTE AND PERFECT!
Looks like deafbro is already preparing for the holidays.
WHERE'S MY CHRISTMAS SPECIAL DAMMIT
Janna+Jackie+Star+Marco four-way is the best ship.
Prove me wrong.
When I was a kid I never wanted Christmas to end now I. Just all "yeah yeah merry Christmas and a happy go fuck yourself"
Thanks, its the Fallout/Star fic...not sure how that is gona play out...but I said I'd do it and I keep my promises.
Star is Loto.
Marco is Martial Artist
Brit is merchant.
Sabrina is jester. Always messing up.
Starfan is mage.
Not sure about Jackie. Could you do something with Brittney dressed as Deborah? She is my favorite bride to pick in dq5.
>Not liking nippon noises
Foul beast away
Good stuff. If you know who did the dirty Janna pic too I'd be eternally grateful.
>The sun had already set, and only a slowly fading tint of folly had been left, to slowly recede towards the western horizon.
>The delivery boy stopped his scooter in front of the Diaz household; he checked the time on his phone, then fist-pumped: a new personal record!
>It wasn’t the first time he delivered pizzas to that specific address; but as always, on his way to the front door, the boy couldn’t help but admire the most unique feature of the building: from the second floor of the house, a tall, medieval-like tower protruded to the left, and then upwards. It resembled some kind of a weird mushroom; and from what the boy could tell, it wasn’t just a mere decoration — but it didn’t look like competent masonry either…
>The delivery boy rang the doorbell; he had to wait quite a while, before somebody came to answer.
>The door was only slightly pulled ajar, projecting a narrow stripe of light across the dark front yard.
>“Hiii!” greeted Sabrina, blushing.
>Through the tight opening, the boy could only barely glimpse at the girl’s face: she seemed kinda ordinary-looking, but he had to admit that her smile was really cute.
>“Pizzas for Marco Diaz” the boy announced.
>Suddenly, Janna’s grinning face appeared right under Sabrina’s.
>“Helloooo theeeere!” she sang.
>Also Janna wasn’t what you’d call a beauty queen — and yet, she too possessed some kind of quality that made her vaguely attractive.
>Judging from her expression, there was something that amused the girl no end — but the boy had really no clue about it.
>“You can leave the boxes on the doormat: here’s the money” she said, clumsily sticking out her bare arm, and handing some banknotes and small change; “you can keep the rest!”
>The delivery boy checked the money, and everything seemed in order: actually, the tip wasn’t bad at all.
>“Alright, thanks” he replied, aloof; “See ya.”
>While the boy was walking back to the scooter, he could catch the noises of the two girls surreptitiously bickering with each other.
>For barely a couple seconds, the stripe of light on the yard widened — for just as long as it took to carry the pile of pizza boxes inside the house.
>The boy had already mounted on his vehicle and was about to leave, when Janna’s voice called out for him:
>“Heeey you, big stud!” she uttered, alluringly: “I’ve got an EXTRA TIP for you, HERE!…”
>As the boy turned, he caught a mere glimpse of Janna — completely naked — as she was playfully mooning him.
>One instant later, though, Sabrina hurried to shut the door — thus leaving the boy in the dark, alone with his perplexity.
>Janna and Sabrina laughed all the way to the second floor.
>On the first level of the tower known as ‘Star’s room’, the eponymic fourteen-year-old Star Butterfly was having disproportionate amounts of fun by jumping over and over on top of her king-sized bed.
>Her friend Fanny ‘StarFan13’ Decor was participating in this activity as well, cackling innocently; neither of the skinny girls wore any clothes.
>Finally, all that mindless exertion managed to tire them: one after the other, the silly teens plopped down on their butts, alternately panting and giggling.
>Fanny’s fascination for her friend never seemed to wane: after admiring Star’s long, blond hair for a few seconds, the brunette gently took a strand in her hands.
>“Woow, Star: I really like your hair!”
>“…And I like YOU!” replied Star Butterfly, poking one of the lenses of Fanny’s eyeglasses.
>Janna burst into the room with the best news of the day:
>“Pizzas are here, guys!”
>At that announcement, Hope, Jackie and Marco immediately left their spots in front of the TV; they took the spiral staircase and rushed down to the base of the tower.
>Needless to say, they too were completely in the buff.
>The seven naked friends gathered in the middle of the room, and started setting up for the dinner.
>“About time! I’ve been really starving!” exclaimed Marco, while helping Hope to spread a large blanked on the cold tiled floor.
>“Oh, stop whining, Marco! You know, instead I have to say that the delivery has been pretty fast!”
>Jackie was the first to sit down on the blanket.
>“I’m quite hungry as well, actually!”
>Then, Star jumped on Jackie’s back, hugging her while flashing the widest of smiles.
>“PIZZA, PIZZAAAA!” Star rejoiced, before letting go of her friend, and sitting on the floor by her side.
>The boxes were scattered in the middle of the blanket; and one after the other, they were all rushed open, and viciously pillaged.
>The circle of naked friends started eating in silence — but their quiet didn’t last.
>Almost burning her tongue on a slice, Star commented:
>“Woah, this pizza’s still hot!”
>On the other end of the circle, Janna jumped in:
>“Oh, and the delivery boy was even HOTTER! Am I right, Sabrina?” she asked, elbowing the cheerleader.
>The timing of that gesture was quite unfortunate, though: Sabrina was about to bite on a large slice, and the push from her friend made her spill some of the topping.
>“EEK!” she cried: “HOT CHEESE on my BOOBIE! Ow ow ow!…”
>From her seat beside her, Hope rushed to Sabrina’s rescue: the cutesy girl leaned towards her friend’s bare chest, and swiftly licked the cheese away.
>…It took a full second, before Hope herself realized what she had just done.
>Then, Hope turned toward Sabrina, first, and then the rest of the crew: in everybody’s silent stare, she could easily read a sense of pure wonderment.
>After everybody had stood agape for a few seconds, Jackie finally spoke everyone’s mind:
>Hope stuttered some semblance of an explanation:
>“…I …I j- just wanted t- to help Sabrina!”
>Hope paused, then came up with:
>“…Also, I really like CHEESE!”
>It took just a single heartbeat, before the whole room burst into laughter.
>“Awww, guys: stop laughing at me!” she whined, while trying to cover her flushed face behind the long, reddish-brown hair.
>Soon, her friends started cheering Hope, and patting her on the shoulders and head.
>After Sabrina had recovered from her own bout of embarrassment, she herself gave Hope a big warm hug, rapidly followed by a kiss on the cheek.
>Still laughing, Jackie commented:
>“It’s true, though: Hope REALLY loves cheese!”
>“I can confirm: mac’n’cheese is her favorite pasta — and she could KILL, for a slice of cheesecake!”
>“I can bake cheesecake!” she said.
>“…Really!?” Hope replied, honestly enthused.
>“Yep!” the spectacled girl confirmed: “Philadelphia-style and New York-style! I just love to bake cakes!”
>Pointing her finger at Fanny, Hope suddenly shouted:
>“YOOOUUU! …You are my new BEE-EFF-EFF!”
>“…Say whaaaat?!” protested Janna, planting her fists against the hips.
>Hope playfully stuck out her tongue:
>“If you really want the title back, Janna, try returning ALL THE STUFF you’ve borrowed from me!”
>That could’ve proven to be quite difficult — as attested by Janna’s suddenly concerned expression, and the way she sucked in air between her gritted teeth.
>The seven teens laughed some more, before resuming their meal.
>…But Hope wasn’t really ready to drop the cheesecake subject.
>“You know, I’ve always wanted to learn how to make cheesecake myself: is it difficult, Fanny?”
>StarFan13 gulped a mouthful of pizza, then answered:
>“Not at all, it’s pretty simple: the only reason it takes a couple hours, is because you have to bake the crust first, then wait until it’s cold, then make the rest of the cake, and finally bake it again. And after all that, it has to cool in the fridge for at least four hours.”
>“Would you like to teach me, one of these da—…? …Oh, wait a minute!”
>Hope’s brain itself was baking an idea:
>“Sooo… Correct me if I’m wrong: if we started baking tonight, on tomorrow morning we could have fresh cheesecake for breakfast?!”
>With eyes widened, Hope dropped her half-eaten slice of pizza into the box; then, she stood up, went all around the circle of friends, and finally dropped on her knees by Fanny’s side.
>“PLLLLEEASE, Fanny: let’s go make cheesecake together, pleasepleasepleaseplease!…”
>Jackie chortled, but Fanny took it in earnest: she scratched her head, thinking, and finally looked towards the only boy in the room.
>“Well, if kitchen has the right ingredients — and more importantly, if Marco is OK, with us messing around…”
>With his mouth full, and every intention to keep on chewing, Marco simply gave her the thumbs up.
>“Yaaay!” Hope rejoyced: “So, let’s do it NOW!”
>She grabbed Fanny by an arm, then made her to stand up: the short-haired brunette didn’t have the time to take the pizza with her, before a very gluttonous Hope dragged her out of the room.
>Jackie stood up.
>“This is going to be fun: I wanna help!”
>Sabrina was instantly on board:
>Before joining them too, Janna grabbed a pizza box, and filled it with slices; then, she winked at Marco, and rushed away.
>Only Star and Marco lingered.
>The boy smiled:
>“I gotta admit it: this ‘no-pajama party’ has been a great idea!”
>“Thanks, Marco!” replied Star, while wrestling with a particularly large slice of pepperoni pizza: “I’m (chomp) Imm weeewwy gwad yuww hawwin’ fun!”
>“Also, the whole ‘nudist’ business… I know I’ve been a wet blanket over and over, about it, but… I’m really starting to like it.”
>He looked at Star in the eyes, then continued:
>“At first I was really, REALLY contrary to the idea of me being naked around Jackie. But, you know what? I think that I’ve never been this calm and at ease, in her presence. …What I’m trying to say, is: thank you, Star! Thank you very much!”
>The girl had stuffed her face more than a hamster would, but tried to smile anyway — with exceptionable results.
>She then got up on all four, and quickly trotted up to Marco’s side: there, she gave him a warm hug.
>Feeling her chest pressing against his arm, Marco chortled.
>“You do realize” he asked, “that all of this, has started because your nipples and I came into contact, do you?!”
>Star chuckled too, and barely kept the food inside her mouth: after somehow swallowing it without choking, the girl finally stood up.
>“Well, I guess it’s time for us to join the others down in the kitchen!”
>But even though the girl had an advantage on him, for some reason Marco beat her to the staircase…
>“And here I thought” said Marco, jokingly: “that there was already plenty of CHEESECAKE, around here!”
>But strangely, Star didn’t reply: for the last few seconds, in fact, she had limited herself to stand by the window, and look outside.
>“Maaarco!” she finally called: “Did you say that your parents were staying out until tomorrow?!…”
>Stopping halfway to the first floor, the boy turned.
>“Yeah: there’s the reunion concert of their favorite band! By now, they should be in the middle of the flight there.”
>“…No, they’re not!”
>Marco raised an eyebrow.
>“Hoooow do you know that?!”
>Star slowly turned.
>“Because,” she said matter-of-factly: “they’ve just parked the car in the driveway, and now they’re getting to the front door!”
>…Indeed, Mr and Ms Diaz were traversing the front yard: Rafael was in an uncharacteristically bad mood.
>“I can’t BELIEVE them!” he grumbled; “This ‘overbooking’ crap is getting out of control! They can reimburse us of the ticket — but what about the lost concert?! That was a once-in-a-lifetime event! Grrr!”
>Conversely, Angie Diaz was VERY relaxed: so much so, that while bumbling along the walkway, with her stare lost in the firmament, she stumbled and dropped on the ground.
>“Oh, dear!” exclaimed Mr Diaz, hurrying to help: “Are you hurt?!”
>Angie replied in a giddy tone:
>“Uhhuhuh, don’t worry, dear: I’m fiiiine. The pavement broke my fall! Ehehe!”
>“Here, let me help you!” said the caring husband.
>Once the two unlocked the main door, they had the fleeting impression of people talking, and moving.
>…But as soon as Mr and Ms Diaz stepped in, there was nobody there in sight.
>“Heeeey, kids!” called out Angie, with a silly smile on her face: “We got back eeeearly!”
>Rafael was puzzled: Marco and Star HAD to be there, because his son was clearly not the type that goes out leaving the lights on.
>Open boxes of pizza were lying on the dining table, and on the sofa; it took only a brief glance, for Mr Diaz to realize that somebody had been playing around with the kitchen, leaving behind them an unclean mess.
>“What happened, there?” the man asked. But before he could look into that any further, he felt obligated to help his wobbly wife to sit down.
>The two of them got halfway to the coach, before SOMEBODY, hiding behind the piece of furniture, pressed the panic button.
>Noises were made, muffled screams were uttered, and — before the Diaz couple could decide whether to take a closer look, or back off altogether — Sabrina, Janna and Jackie jumped out from their hiding place, and then disorderly ran upstairs.
>“WHAT THE H—?!” yelled Rafael, blinking astonished at the sight of the three naked girls.
>The befuddled Ms Diaz, instead, simply giggled.
>Star opened the door beside the coach, and tried her best to give a furtive look at what had just happened: meeting the Diazs’ baffled stares, she clumsily smiled.
>“Oh hiiiii, Mr and Ms D!” she awkwardly said, while keeping her nude body hidden behind the door: “It’s nice, to see ya back! …What a BIG surprise — ehehe!”
>One of the chairs around the dining table moved, creaking: from under the table, Hope had stuck out her head to take a peek — and immediately regretted it.
>Rafael Diaz yelled:
>“Can anybody EXPLAIN what is going on, here?!”
>Fanny got startled, so she fell out of the cupboard where she had been hiding; as soon as the girl ran out of the kitchen, panicky, Hope immediately jumped out from under the table, and tagged along.
>After the two of them had climbed the stairs, Mr and Ms Diaz heard a loud noise: right behind them, something had dropped from the ceiling and slammed onto the floor.
>It was Marco.
>“Mom, dad: this is NOT what it looks like!”
>Once more bowled over, Rafael did a double take at him.
>“Marco, why are you butt naked?!”
>“Ehe: I can see Marco’s pee-pee!”
>Taking advantage of the distraction, Star tried to sneak away; unfortunately, though, the girl tripped — and when the Diaz family turned to look at her, she hastily stood up, flashed an embarrassed smile, and then immediately bolted to her room.
>“Byeee, Staaar!” Angie waved.
>Rafael wasn’t amused.
>“Marco, can you explain ANY of this?!” he said, fuming.
>“O- of course I can!” the boy muttered.
>“Good!” replied Mr Diaz: “Let’s start with why is everybody in the buff, OK?!”
>Suddenly, Angie gasped.
>“Oh, my GOSH! Now that you point it out, I really think you’re RIGHT! All of the girls were naked! …How did I miss that?!”
>Marco looked at his mother with no small concern.
>“Dad, is there something wrong with mom?”
>“She tried changing the airsickness medication. …But this one is …not good.”
>Angie Diaz started jouncing around the living room, like dancing to the sound of a merry melody.
>Mr Diaz went back to questioning his son.
>“No changing subjects, little brat: do you have any idea of how I feel, right now?!”
>Marco tried to apologize:
>“Yeah, dad, I’m really sorr—…”
>“NO, YOU DON’T!” Rafael interjected: “You can’t possibly know how CONFLICTED I am! …Because, on one hand, I am very disappointed. But on the other, …man! I am REALLY IMPRESSED!”
>“…Wait, what?!” Marco replied, flabbergasted.
>With an odd grin on his face, Mr Diaz continued:
>“Your mother and I were already guessing that you would soon become… uuh… ACTIVE — but we could’ve never, ever imagined of you getting it on with FIVE GIRLS at the time!”
>“Six” Marco corrected him, sighing, while rubbing his temples.
>“SIX GIRLS?!” exclaimed his dad, both astonished and thrilled: “ATTA BOY!”
>Angie Diaz was once more flustered:
>“…Wait: does that mean that we’re gonna have grandchildren soon?!? Ooooh! Like: half a dozen itty-bitty, cute little grandbabies crawling all around the house!” She clapped her hands with glee.
>“No, mom!” he hastily specified: “there are NO GRANDBABIES on the way!”
>Ms Diaz was sorely disappointed — but not so her husband.
>“THAT’s my boy!” Rafael said, resting a hand upon Marco’s shoulder: “Always keeping a good head on his shoulders! Well done, using protection!”
>Mr Diaz then belly-laughed, while patting his son’s shoulder over and over.
>Marco was starting to feel dizzy: with his old man being so cheerful, where could he even begin, to resolve that misunderstanding?!
>Mr Diaz didn’t leave him a chance to even try:
I shouldn't have read this
>As Long as I Want You
As a Starco-fag, now I feel like shit but I just couldn't stop, eventhough the characters were sometimes inconsistent and the drama seemed way too forced, it was just like in my chinese cartoons, I even think now it is canon and that end just broke my heart.
Well it would've been more dramatic if Star just disappeared bevore the time continued flowing, leaving Marco alone, realizing that he may never see her again
Fuck, I messed up the count, AGAIN!
> “Marco, after your mother recovers, we’ll have a long, hard discussion about what you’ve done tonight. …But until then, I just want you to know:…”
>The man looked at Marco straight in the eyes, emotional, before continuing:
>“…Son: I am really PROUD of you!”
What a lovely thing to have before going to bed!
Also I love "Fanny" as StarFan's name, it's so clever.
Spring 2016 at the earliest
buckle up, it's gonna be a while
My name is Star Butterfly. For five years I was stranded on another dimension with only one goal - survive. Now I will fulfill my mother's dying wish - to use the list of names she left me and bring down those who are poisoning my kingdom. To do this, I must become someone else. I must become something else.
Just going to leave this here
Sorry, RedHood: I'll try to pace myself!
But seriously, I was thinking of posting one episode per day: with the suggestions Anons gave me, I've come up with the general idea for four more episodes, but maybe more, on the future.
This silly saga is really stimulating, for me!
You guys didn't seriously like Marco, right?
Jason Todd, worst Robin.
So you are saying that writing about naked 14 years old stimulates you.
For those of you who were really put off with how the animation looked after the first 5 episodes, maybe good news: 2 new animation studios will each be doing half of season 2.
First is Rough Draft, which I think did the animation for Blood Moon Ball, and second is Sugarcube, which I never heard of. Daron's in South Korea visiting with them right now.
She visited Mercury Filmworks for Season 1 back in September 2014, so 2 might not be all that far off.
He ain't Marco, man.
>Tfw didnt have any "Star" in my childhood.
But i did have a couple of Hopes
It's okay CodeAnon. It's a hard burden to bear and you did what you could. Thanks for trying, man.
>mfw I have a Star right now in my life
Had I continued my Karate lessons when I was a kid I'd be a non Mexican Marco
Weekly reminder that Adam might be lurking on the general right now.
has any writefag done anything with this scenario?
shamelessly advertising my fic, please add it to the fanfics list in the OP description
By the way, recently I was rewatching some of the episodes. I might be getting the wrong idea or something, but am I the only one who suspects that Star might actually be not too bright (to say it as gentle as possible)? It doesn't necessarily annoy me, my theory is that she is pretending to some degree due to her all around attitude, as she tends to get serious when the circumstances require her to. Anyway, that's why I want to hug and snuggle Star and make her comfy.
Write your comments on it, I'm curious of your opinions. See you soon.
I think dumb Star is the cutest thing. There's something about the naivety and lack of understanding of Earth culture that's really adorable, and like you said just makes me want to hug her.
For this reason Banagic Wand was one of my favorite episodes, but I've seen a lot of people disagree
This will never get old. With Adam basically confirming that there will be more kekking in season two, I await more Tom jokes
The Princess charms comic adaptation got updated
In memory of the anon who waited last week-end for a One Punch Marco greentext, but it was never delivered...
>"Maro, come on, hurry up!"
>"I'm going, I'm going"
>Both teenagers walked through a portal Star's just opened. She was urging Marco to hurry or else he'd miss the show
>"So, what exactly are we going to see?"
>"Do remember I told you that I was looking for a puppy world dimension?"
>"Well, I didn't find them, but I caught a glipmse of something a-ma-zing!"
>Star grabbed Marco's hand and rushed him to a somewhat familiar place. It looked like his neighbourhood, but there were some subttle differences.
>"Star, what is this place?"
>"Shhhh, you'll see", said Star as she pushed him into a bush.
>They both stayed there for a couple of minuts. Star had her fists closes as she was shaking in excitement, which made Marco grow worried.
>Suddenly, a portal opened. It was Ludo, but his minions looked different. They weren't the same fellas from their home dimension, but instead huge hellish giants.
>Ludo commanded them to go to Star and Marco's home, but they were soon interrupted but a young couple.
>One of them was visibly Star, or at least the Star from this dimension. the other one was a boy in a yellow suit, a white cape, and red gloves and boots. It was the Marco of this dimension.
>"Halt there, fould beasts! You've got no bussiness in our realm!", said Star in a defiant tone.
>"Yeah... whatever.. can we end this quick? I was in the middle of my homework", said Marco with a desinterested look in his face.
>"HAHA! Kids! This is the last time you'll thwart my plans! I've got help from the deepest abyss in the universe! You're no match these eldritch ho-!", Ludo was couldn't finish his speech as Marco punched away one of the giants with ease, sending it to outer space.
>"I really don't have the time, man", Marco was growing impatient. Star smiled at Marco's display of power.
>"Go, my minions! Seize them!"
>It took exactly 9 seconds for Marco to dispose of the monsters. Star hugged him as she cheered on his feat of strength.
>"So... same place next week?", Ludo looking at the floor, ashamed of his incompetence.
>"Nah, better come next week-end. There's a field trip I don't want to missnext week"
>"And dude, make sure next time your minions are truly strong. I'm tired of wasting time on weaklings"
>"Uh... y-yes, sir, you'll see", said Ludo nervously. Then he changed his tone, trying to sound menacing, "YOU'LL SEE! I'LL BE BACK, FOOLS!"
>Ludo opened a portal and stepped out to another dimension.
>"Ugh... that guy is so annoying. We should better head home to finish our project Star... uh... Star?"
>Marco hadn't noticed that two Stars were hugging him since a while ago.
>"Okay, it's gonna be one of those days..."
>After a brief introduction, Star and Marco got to learn about alt-Star and alt-Marco, or One Punch Marco as alt-Star iked to call him.
>They all headed for the alt-Diaz home, because it was hot outdoors.
>The girls went upstairs to alt-Star's room to share some girl-talk about the differences between their dimensions.
>Marco and OPM went to the kitchen. Marco had so many questions for him, but OPM didn't look interested in having a conversation.
>"So...", said Marco as he tried to break the ice.
>"Yeah, so", answered OPM as he opened the fridge.
>"How did you... I mean, this dimension looks almost the same as our world", Marco had so many questions that needed to be answere.
>"Look, Marco. I know what you're thinking, but it's not that amazing", OPM took a bottle out of the fridge.
>"Are you nuts? You just smashed everyone! Are you even human?"
>"Yes, I am", OPM opened the a shelf looking for something, and I guess I better get straight to the point"
>OPM grabbed his hair and pulled it off, revealing he's been wearing a wig. Marco dropped his jaw, shocked in fear.
>"A couple of months ago, Star was in a serious fight against some of Ludo's new minions. They were strong... too strong. I could do nothing to save Star, but somehow she managed to slip away an blast them with her wand. Regardless, I realised how little help I could provide; she deserved someone strong and reliable. I decided that I needed to start training really hard, because my knowledge of karate was not enough. I started excercising on a daily basis doing 100 push ups, 100 sit ups, 100 squats and running 10 kilometers. After three months, I had become strong...
>Marco's look of horror on his face was something OPM could not ignore.
>"...but the price was high. I had become-"
>"BAlD! BALD! BALD!", Marco shouted as he pointed with his fingerto OPM's shinny head.
>"I KNOW IT, YOU DON'T NEED TO BE SO RUDE!!!"
>"Okay... sorry... it's just...."
>"Star doesn't know about this. I've tried everything, but nothing's worked", said Marco as he pulled two glasses from the shelf.
>"Oh man... but, you're really strong"
>"Maybe too strong...", said OPM as he poured two glasses of lemonade for them.
>"What do you mean?"
>"Hmm... how do I say it... after a while, I've realised there're no more challengues. I can beat anything with a single blow"
>"That doesn't sound so terrible"
>"You'd understand if you were this strong. But trust me, don't do it. Not only I'm bald, but my moustache hasn't grown in months... and I'm afraid I'll never have chest hair...", OPM said with a grim look in his eyes.
>"Geez... man, that actually sounds depressing", Marco felt empathy for OPM's situation.
>"But hay, I haven't given up. There must be a way for me to get my hair back"
>"Yeah. And I you should tell Star, I bet she wouldn't mind helping you"
>"You think so? I'm actually afraid she will not want to be my friend if I tell her..."
>"Dude, seriously?", Marco had a skeptic tone, "Are you actually afraid of telling her you're bald?"
>"Yes... and now that you mention it, it actually sounds dumb"
>"Man, I bet she couldn't try and hep you", said Marco as he grabbed one of the glasses."Besides, you're amazing. Me, on the other hand..."
>"Bro, don't say that", said OPM as he grabbed the remaining glass of lemonade, "You have the same potential as I do. But if you ever want to become strong, don't do what I did..."
>"Then what should I do?"
>"I don't know... maybe learn some kung-fu instead of karate. Northen shaolin is a good option. Or you could even try voice acting, it would teach you discipline and flexibility"
>"Are you sure that might work?"
>"Maybe... still, it'd be better than what I did. Don't do it, bro..."
>"Ok, bro. I will not.
>"For an uncertain future", said OPM, as he raised his glass.
>"For an uncertain future", said Marco as he raised his glass.
>They both toasted and sat in the living room, waiting for the girls to finish talking.
What were the girls talking about? That's up to you, guys. I know I fucked up Marco's name on the very first line of these greentext. Have me patience...
Thank you kind Anon, Thank you so much!
Awsome, I wake and see this and now I know it's gonna be a good day. Thanks for writing my prompt Cola, I don't know how much longer you'll continue with the saga but I'll be damned if we don't milk it for all it's worth.
How about a story where the girls decide to play some close contact games like twister and now Marco has to use every ounce of his willpower to keep the D(iaz) asleep without making it too obvious.
>more kekking in season two
Did he really? Oh man, looks like Tom won't be catching any breaks soon enough. I can't wait to see how bad he screws up.
So strangly fitting, who would have thought.
Are there any pics of the other ships? I can imagine the Hopeco and Sabco shippers doing nothing but hugging each other while saying it'll be okay.
I'm glad you liked this story!
I'm adding your suggestion to the pile — but unfortunately I don't think I'll use it, since it's kinda too similar to two other prompts that I intend to use very soon: sorry!
>Lets try this again but in the correct order this time
King River getting a hint that something is not quite right with St.O's
Lady and Sol have a preggers scare
Sol deciding that the headmisstress has failed to live up to her own standards and needs to be replaced (by Lady)
For convenience sake.
He hinted about Tom being angry when someone asked if Tom was gonna call Marco Star's new BF and then he said that he finds Tom an annoying ex-bf who won't leave his best friend alone.
Tom's gonna get Karate'd
Got more but i can't seem to find them, will post them if i do
Without the plague-tier acne she actually kinda does it for me.
Ok I'm lying, there is no 'kinda'.
So, I just finished watching the season finale, and I'm a bit confused as to what happened near the end.
Was Toffee actually the unicorn that went into the wand? Was that his plan all along? Or is he dead and the unicorn was someone else?
Also, was the wand *both* damaged and upgraded?
Old Starco smashes our feels. Guard and Lady smah our feels too.
I demand Old Guard Marco and Lady Star. I didn't need my feels anyways...
>Was Toffee actually the unicorn that went into the wand?
of course not anon, that's kinda silly
>Was that his plan all along?
The only thing we really know about his plan is that he wanted the wand destroyed for some reason. Many speculate that he was affected by magic in the past and may have history with the Star's family, more specifically, her mother.
>Or is he dead and the unicorn was someone else?
Toffee's fate is left unknown but it sure seems like he died given the fuckhueg explosion. I'm sure we haven't seen the last of him though.
>Also, was the wand *both* damaged and upgraded?
Looks like it. What this means for the wand exactly we have no clue. Is it stronger? Weaker? Who even knows.
It's all pretty ambiguous though. The finale really just raised further questions instead of answering the ones we already had.
Yeah that's what I thought. Toffee smiled and didn't run from the explosion, also his clothing rack was left undamaged. He'll be back.
Has there been any speculation as to where the unnamed unicorn came from or what he did? He appears to have replaced the one that died of The Whisper Spell, and since he upgraded the wand that seems to imply he's better.
>Implying Toffee doesn't get it
>Implying we won't get a Mewni Civil War Arc
>Implying Star and Marco won't save Mewni
>Implying Marco won't be a celebrated hero by the end of the arc
Thank you RedHoodie!
I'm trying my best to use most of the prompts in my stories, and sometimes that means that I have to re-interpret them somewhat.
It's kind of an interesting writing exercise in and of itself.
Has any fans of Harem!Marco ever tought of writing a fic with the same plot as To Love Ru?
Janna (Momo) knowing she has at best the third place in the Marco(Rito)bowl, coming after his crush Jackie (Haruna) and designed love interest Star (Lala) decides to convince him to create an harem so she can be part of it too, also adding other girls as the story goes on.
I always thought Star was sort of dumb/ditzy, but of course skilled in combat etc. and has common sense, which is why she can still handle herself when things get serious.
Some of that is obviously linked to coming from another dimension or just being naturally optimistic, but I seem to remember her giving a few stupid responses to things at some points, though of course now I can't remember them specifically. Just doodling all over that test paper seemed kind of "off."
>Mr. Diaz is one lucky son of a bitch
No prob. Sorry if it's kinda short, I didn't want to drag on the subject. OPM is not about the fights after all.
Senpai noticed me~
It makes me wonder if I should start namefagging or just remain anonymous for life...
Source was provided last week. Trust me, if you want to live the dream, don't you ever look for the source, for it is a trap...
If your curiosity got the best of you and you still want to go foward , don't say I didn't warn you: http://the-collection . booru . org/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=27312
>Implying she isn't lucky as well...
>Star finds out Mrs. Diaz can't have anymore kids
>Star tries to use magic to help
>Star has a small breakdown
>Mrs. Diaz and her have a talk
>Star takes it the wrong way and is now trying to have kids with Marco so Mrs. Diaz can have grandbabies to spoil
>Marco is unsure what to think, While the Diaz can only look on
Anons have assumed that Mrs. Diaz simply can't have any more children for what ever reason and that the Diaz perents simply fill the void of wanting more kids by taking in exchange students. This goes well when writing them as wanting to fill the house with all kinds of granbabies though, so there's some fun to be had.
I'd read the hell out of fic based on this. I can just feel the sadness of Mrs. Diaz explaining to Star on why she can't have any more kids even if she really wants more.
>This is almost as bad as that Incog one.
Why is it bad?
I remember there was a greentext around of Star trying to cast a spell to help Angie to have a child, but it was no use. She cried, but Mrs. Diaz told her not to worry, because due to her condition, they (Diaz Family) had the chance to have Star at their home. Then feels ansued...
As fellow Starco trash, I'll reconsider my actions. I should never source that picture again... oh, god, what have I done..
I'm sorry sir, but mexican can and will be tall. Not all of them, but some are.
Besides, despite Marco's real height, he's still taller than Star.
>Naughty Succubus Star
>Marco's face when?
I want Marco and Star to mutually lose their virginity during christmas night.
Done with that request from last weekend. It wasn't until I was deep into inking that I realized that anon may have wanted this to happen to Sol and Lady specifically, and not pre-fully-converted Star and Marco.
If so, sorry requestanon, I hope you'll still like the comic.
>this will never be you
Is there even a reason to carry on?
Dammit anon we carry on so we can friggin watch the dam show when it returns and besides we can still dream about being in Marcos position and we all know a relationship in real life would sadly be nothing like this.
>a relationship in real life would sadly be nothing like this.
Why not? Everything is possible if your love is pure and honest.
>So? I've long accepted that I will die alone and unloved, I exist solely out of spite
I also used to thought I accepted that, but every time I get at least one minute of gap between sadness and misery I remind myself, it is impossible to really accept that and forget who I really am.
Still, I'm deeply touched and impressed how honourable the two of you are.
Might as well ask here too.
I've got 2000+ pics I want to upload to the booru. I found an autouploader to allow me to do this, but I need help with something.
Can someone help me by telling to how to install this script to my computer? I'm not seeing a big "download" button anywhere.
I watched the entire series in one sitting after getting a bit of my thumb cut off. I can only say I need more Diaz in a dress.
I remember there was a tumblr!Star pic around, so I wanted to see if I could "improve" her design some more. Also, I apologize in advance...
Why do shit like that to Star? What has she ever done to you?
There's a fellow anon who always complains whenever one of us uploads a picture of mexican Star, but he dared to say that tumblr Star (pic related) was alright. I just decided to explore this version further for the sake of irony. I may as well try more "improvement" for next week based on your feeback...
I didn't forget about them. My photoshops skills aren't good enough, but I may give it a try next week...
Ctrl + F "Sabrina"
You guys had ONE JOB.
Ugh... So... BUSY...
I need to catch up with the thread, skimmed thry and saw some more awesome Sol & Lady fan art posted among other goodies.
I also have a copy of Xenoblade Chronicles X staring at me... ugh curse my lack of free time.
I hope I can find time to finish my Dragon Quest drawing series.
Yeah what the fuck happened? The only solution to this is to
she'd be pissed and assemble a team of legends to brutally torture and murder Tom and make sure he suffers in every dimension...
It's too late, you all let the thread die, now it must happen
Stop this madness!!!
I've posted a modified picture of Star to look like a tumblr edit, and I was called sick, dumb, and some other names. But you, good sir, you are the one who should attract everyone's anger and be picked on.
Have a mexican Star and good night.
Perhaps everyone got busy or had somewhere to be? I just got home an hour ago, checking the thread after eating dinner.
I'd post more, but Tukyyid isn't going to be clanner-free without my help. Godspeed, you wily bastards.
'cuz I don't wanna get banned, and I don't have alot of lewds anyway.
Nut-bro, there's a movie you need to watch...
>Marco's mom gets airsick
why is this so cute to me? (unless she was just straight up high in which case that's hilarious because high Angie was funny.)
Another fun chapter, the banter was cute,(especially that cheese scene with Hope) and it's pretty sweet how much more comfy everyone's getting with the whole nudist thing.
Awesome stuff. I love how becoming the strongest person in the world/multi-verse has made One Punch Marco way more laidback/less stressed out than his original counterpart.(Save for the whole baldness thing of course-poor guy) There was a nice relaxing feel to the atmosphere, and I like how both Marcos sort of helped each other.(OPM's combat tips, prime Marco pointing out how silly it is not to just tell Star about the hair dilemma.)
I didn't have internet, but now I do. Also, someone explained the autouploader to me, so I'm currently dumping 2000 Star pictures on the booru. I hope most of them aren't duplicates.
Thanks I aim to hurt(not always)
>Sorry anon, wanna move onto other pieces.
Hahah thank you. (The au does lend itself a bit more towards darker material)
Awesome, glad to see you liked it. Thank you for the request.
How many episodes do you think we're getting for S2?
Adam McArthur said he couldn't answer, but thought we'd be happy about the amount when asked if there'd be more than 13.
I'm hoping for like 20, but I wouldn't even be too disappointed if it was 13 again. When it was first revealed in August or so that 1 was almost over it shocked me because it looked like everything would get wrapped up way too fast, so I actually enjoyed the finale just leaving more questions.
Oh, man, you noticed those little details. I tried to give OPMarco some traits of Saitama, but at the same time I didn't want him to derail into a completely different character. I'm glad it worked out fine.
By the way, there're 2 easter eggs in the text but so far nobody's mentioned them. I wonder if the references were too obscure...
Can I have the source of this? I need it for... reasons.
My guess would be 18-20, but it could very well be less; I guess 16 is also a possibility. Any of those would be great, the more episodes the better really.
I agree with your sentiment on the finale as well. Even with the pacing issues, it setup for the next season so well, as did the first series as a whole really. It seems to me that the focus of the first season was introducing the range of characters briefly, whilst cementing in the relationship between the two main characters; which they did fantastically.
It's just a shame the hiatus time is so drastically long, it really drags down the feeling of build up and always leaves such a huge expectation upon its eventual return that is unlikely to ever be met. Though I'd happily be proven wrong in this instance.
Best option would be a three way between Tom, Star and Marco.
with Janna crying tears of rage and masturbating in the closet
I'm just happy we're getting another season. Fair amount of shows don't even get that.
>It's just a shame the hiatus time is so drastically long, it really drags down the feeling of build up and always leaves such a huge expectation upon its eventual return that is unlikely to ever be met.
I think the time between new episodes airing is worse for buildup, at least for me. With hiatuses, when you don't even know for sure when the show's coming back, you can put it out of your mind for a while. New episodes, if all you have is a title and one-sentence synopsis, can lead to people generating crazy theories and expectations for weeks that the episodes can never satisfyingly live up to.
For this show especially I think the episode posters had this effect too, making it look like it might be way darker or more dramatic than it was. I remember seeing at least one person saying early on that the posters were "better than the show." I wouldn't go that far since it's not like I'd want to stare at one of those posters for 10 minutes straight instead of watching a new episode, but at first they definitely appear really different in tone.
But I think the show did at least a decent job of deliberately making it first appear to be a lolrandom episodic show and then introducing more plot and serious elements, so while I'm not expecting the next season to be revolutionary I do think people give the show as a whole too little credit at times.
Present for you.
Brittany and the other cheerleaders have gone to a weekend training camp without you, but that's fine.
Like, you know you'd be more than fine to take part even with a sprained ankle, but Brittany said to stay, and Brittany knows best.
Brittany knows best.
But for once in your highschool life you wish she wasn't so perfect.
The school bell rings, signalling the end of the day.
You arrive at the gymnasium before you realize you're running on auto.
You sigh dejectedly as you sit at the edge of the stands, your head in your hands.
You even came to school today wearing your cheerleader uniform.
Suddenly the door bursts open, and Star Butterfly tumbles in, beating a two-headed monster over the head with her wand.
More monsters pile in after them, quickly surrounding your classmate.
"Lost Izalith Bed of Chaos!"
Star's chant is met with screams of terror from the monsters, who are quickly incapacitated by the bolts of red lightning pouring from Star's wand.
A burning jolt courses through your body, and you spasm and writhe in agony along with the monsters.
You hear a screeching voice cry "Retreat!" through the fog of pain, and you become aware of Star standing over you as the monsters file through a hole in space.
"Sabrina! Are you alright?"
You try to respond but only manage to groan and roll your eyes, but you feel yourself recovering.
You hear the door open again, and more inhuman figures scramble towards the portal and away from the approaching figure of Marco Diaz.
"Sabrina? Star, what happened?"
"I don't know, I didn't think anybody would be in here," she says as Marco runs through some basic first aid.
"Don't worry about it. Sabrina? Can you hear me? Can you give me a response?"
You struggle to breathe for a moment, but you manage to nod weakly and look up at the two.
"Good, she's concious and able to respond," Marco mutters. "Do you think you can get up?"
You clear your dry throat and manage to swallow before answering.
He lost his hair because... (OPM spoiler ahead)
on episode 3, Saitama explains how he became strong: he followed a daily routine of exercises for some years. He became extremele strong, but he lost his hair to his dismay. He stated "you have to train so hard until your hair falls off". He's still trying to get his hair back to not avail.
And the second easter egg is
the pro-tips OPMarco gives. Basically, he's describing some characteristics of Adam McArthur, Marco's voice actor. He's a certified kung fu master.
It's cool; greentext is just a format really.
I have the problem where I get into a show and really like it and then when hiatus hits I either over watch the shows episodes where it becomes boring because it's too predictable and I can no longer re-watch the episodes because I remember every scene or I completely avoid the show and when it comes back on I re-watch every episode before the new one plays to catch up and it's not what I remember it being like it looses it's feel it's spark that it had during the first time I watched it. Right I have only watched every episode of SVTFOE 3 times each and I'm avoiding it with the exception of these threads.
I've got some friends who despise series like Dragon Ball and Naruto. I told them to watch the series, because it's more than meet the eyes. So far they've loved it.
If you want to watch the series because "Oh, man! Saitama is so strong, he can beat Goku for sure!" then you may like it but for the wrong series.
I would compare this series to SvtfoE actually, if you see the surface you'll think "oh, it's just another lolrandom / action shonen series". But beyond the surface there's actually a very good plot and characters. That's all I can say, I've been reading the manga for 3 years so far .
If we ever get a christmas holiday special in the distant future, what do you expect to happen?
>Star will ruin christmas
>Star will save christmas
Star will try to make Marco have the best Christmas ever, but since she has no concept of what Christmas actually is because Mewni is a dimension of godless scum, she just ruins everything for everyone.
But Marco appreciates the thought anyway.
I just got home. And quite brutal since its the holidays but also somewhat rewarding. Helped an old blind lady get a gift for her grandson, she was really greatful, felt good to help.
Well alright I'll give it a try I really like the sound of the premise of the show how one guy can defeat any enemy with a single punch I think I will enjoy it thanks for your input.
>"Hey Marco, what's your dad doing with that tree?" -Star asked, pointing at the Christmas tree that Rafael had just dragged into the house with Marco's help
>Marco looks at the tree, then at Star, and lightly slaps his head
>"Oh man, I forgot to tell you...it's getting close to Christmas, so we're preparing the house, starting with the Christmas tree. It's a Earth holiday when we celebrate the year, good will toward our fellow man, give each other presents, and-" -Marco tried to explain before Star interrupted
>"I LOVE PRESENTS!" -Star yelled into Marco's face, eyes shining with glee
>Marco just smiled and patted Star lightly on the head
>"I figured you would, but we've still got most of the month to prepare, so you've got plenty of time to buy some gifts, I've already bought Mom and Dad's gifts, but I'm still looking for something for you..." -Marco said, pondering if it would be a good idea to ask her for a hint of what she might want for Christmas
>Probably better to surprise her for her first Christmas
>"I know just what I'm getting you Marco! You'll love it! It's a-" -Star started before Marco put his finger on her lips, trying to shush her
>"Ah-ah, it's supposed to be a surprise Star! Don't go telling me what your going to get me, eh?
>Star just nodded vigorously as Marco removed his finger from her lips
>"Fine fine, it'll be a surprise...do I have get a gift for just you, or also for your parents too? What about our classmates? Do we get them something as well?" -Star asked, somewhat deep in thought. How many gifts did humans expect to get during this holiday?
>"You can get a little something for our classmates if you want, we usually just do gag gifts, to keep things simple and fairly cheap." -Marco suggested, having already collected most of his gag gifts as well, but thinking about suggesting that they be counted as from both of them, so Star wouldn't have to worry about them.
I'm not even playing this.
sug pls go
"Y-yeah, I think so."
>The two carefully help you to your feet.
"I'm so sorry, Sabrina, I had no idea you were there."
"Don't worry about it, Star," you say wryly, "At least, I doubt I'd be doing much better if you hadn't been able to fight them off."
>Star looks a bit better, though Marco still seems concerned.
"Are you sure you don't have a heart condition or anything?"
"Really, I'm feeling better already."
>This isn't actually true, but you never like it when people worry about you too much. But you give Marco a smile to try and reassure him.
>Marco's eyes flick downwards for a moment before his cheeks turn red and he glances away.
"You know, we don't live too far away. If you want you can stop by to get cleaned up - and a change of clothes?"
>You look down at yourself. The lightning doesn't seem to have done more than leave some black soot and a patch of pink flesh that looks like a sunburn, aside from causing mind-numbing agony.
>The same can't be said for your clothes, however. The front of your uniform has been burned away, exposing your tender chest and singed bra.
>You blush as well, pulling on the scraps of cloth to cover up your chest.
"...That might be a good idea."
Had written more but accidentally deleted it all. This is the best I can do for now between poor memory and fatigue. Might continue it tomorrow though.
Also been working on another little project that I might preview this weekend, if I feel it's ready.
>communism is democracy
>facism is socialism
I will now post my unfinished lewd/hugbox green that I abandoned because why not. For some reason I'm not good at writing and finishing cute stories.
>Star was freaking out. In the morning she was peaking on Marco getting a shower and purposely getting busted by him. On the school bus she couldn’t shut up and sit in place for one minute. Flipping, jumping and running all over the place was annoying almost to everybody, excluding Jackie and Janna who were more fascinated than disturbed by Star’s “phase”.
>During class she couldn’t stop humming and squeezing Marco’s legs under the desk. At home, she was very busy stealing his limbs and grabbing on them like a little monkey, while the boy was trying to walk. She would cheek snuggle him, blow in his ear and steal his jacket. Marco was bravely ignoring her with the whole time.
>Star finally grew tired of games and teasing and dropped down sleeping on Marco’s laps while he was watching a marathon of Bruce Lee movies. The boy slowly crawled away and swapped his legs with a pillow so she didn’t get nervous. When she felt his movement she started to repeatedly say his name in her sleep and she reached for anything to grab. Marco quickly gave her a laser puppy which she hugged tightly and immediately salivated all over its face. Marco sighed and covered Star with a blanket. The boy walked away and rested against the handrail. His parents appeared out of nowhere and each of them put their hands on one of his shoulders.
>- What is the matter son? You seem to be exhausted.
>- I just don’t know what got into Star dad.
>- I cannot see a difference to be honest…
>- That’s because you don’t spend much time with her. She is… crazy. She’s even crazier than usual.
>Rafael and Angie looked at each other. She waved her eyebrows at him while he smiled evilly. Marco was unsure what was that supposed to mean.
>- Is that not wonderful Marco? You and Star are maturing!
>- It could be all but maturation in her cause.
>- You are wrong, but you will soon see why.
>- Whatever. I’m open for suggestions how to calm her down to tolerable state again.
>Marco’s parents moved their suspiciously smiling faces closer towards him.
>- Marco! Is that not obvious? Star wants it…
>- She wants what?
>- She wants the “D”
>- The “D”?
>- The “D” - said both Rafael and Angie in the same time
>- *gulp* W-what does the “D” s-stands for?
>- Diii… az of course. – His mother whispered.
>- The Diaz? Star wants me?
>- She wants you. I remember when I and your father met, we were the same age as you and Star now. I lusted for some tasty, charming “D”iaz just as Star is obviously-
>- Mom? Dad? Have you been drinking?
>- No. Not much.
>- You are freaking me out…
>Angie grabbed his cheeks, making his lips looking really stupid and she looked deeply in his eyes:
>- Marco… trust your mommy on this. I know these things, I’ve been a teenager too… Do you understand?
>- Uhuh… - Marco nodded.
>Angie kissed him on the forehead and hugged him mutually along with her husband. Finally Marco’s parents released him and went away to their bedroom. The boy’s mind was a mess. Was everyone around him suggesting something?
>Hot and dry Saturday. The heat was unbearable. Marco was spending his time sitting in front of a fan that was blowing with full power. The boy was wearing only a grey tank top and very thin boxer shorts. Suddenly he heard something crashing and dropping in the bathroom, like if a heavy pipe dropped on the tiles. Something exploded and apparently Princess turned off the water half-way her showering routine. Star slammed the door open and stood at the doorstep of Marco’s room. The boy freaked out and jumped in place. He grabbed his chest and when he saw Star, he only strengthened his grip while a drop of blood poured from his nose. She was completely wet, pleasantly cool and only covered with a towel that was obviously too short for her. Her tasty underage breasts and crotch were almost sticking out and she had trouble keeping the towel in place. Marco curled up to hide his incoming erection.
>- Star! You almost gave a heart attack!
>- Marco! I’m so sorry but I think I accidentally broke the shower! Can you fix it?
>- NO! I MEAN NOT NOW! I mean I’m going! Just go to your room, it could be something dangerous.
>Star turned around and withdrew to her room, but not before dropping the towel completely half-way through. She thought that she was already out of Marco’s sight, so it wasn’t a big deal for her. She just kneeled down and picked it up. The boy’s boner however was legendary. It was hard for him not to notice her fantastic, girly, pure figure. So pure that the only logical thing would be taking her innocence away.
>Marco walked in the bathroom and immediately kneeled down to keep his erection hidden. The water pressure just unscrewed few cheap and low quality pipes, it wasn’t worth calling the plumber or even Rafael. Star was too curious to stay in her room, so she walked back in and observed Marco. Very soon he was done screwing the pipes, and the last thing to do was to put them in place, but in order to do that, he would have to stand up.
>- Marco? What’s wrong? Are you alright?
>He couldn’t find a proper excuse.
>- Y-yeah. I’m just… D-dizzy.
>- Oh no! Are you going to faint because of the heat?!
>- N-no. Star please leave me alone while I’m working…
>- No! Don’t ignore that! I saw your nose bleeding! It could be serious, let me help you!
>- No! Wait!
>Star grabbed Marco from the back, by his armpits. He blushed immediately and hoped she wouldn’t look in the mirror and see his erection. Somehow she didn’t, but there was another problem, while guiding him, Star dropped her towel again. He could feel her naked skin rubbing against his back.
>- Aaaah! Marco please don’t look! I dropped the towel!
>- Okay I won’t look just let me go!
>When they were near the bed, Star did what Marco asked for. Somehow he ended up facing her. They both screamed in the same time. Star blushed and punched Marco in the face, causing him to turn 360 on his heel, drop on the bed and faint.
>Sometime later Marco has awaken, feeling something very cold around his eye. Thankfully his erection was gone. Star was basically sitting on him, holding his head close to her chest and pressing an ice cube against his eye.
>- S-star? Is that you?
>- Marco! You promised not to look!
>- I also asked you to stay in your room… Thanks for knocking me out and giving me black eye.
>- It was an accident okay? I panicked. I’m sorry…
>- Why did you panic anyway? Are you ashamed of something?
>- I’m not exactly too comfortable with being completely naked around somebody…
>- To the point of knocking people out?
>- I’m sorry…
>- It’s fine, it was weirdly… cute.
>Star blushed and changed her tone from sorry and apologising to curious and slightly seductive:
>- What do you mean?
>- I’m just saying you don’t need to me ashamed because you are pretty and… stuff…
>Marco stopped talking. Suddenly it struck him that he was saying exactly what he was thinking, and he wasn’t really ready to admit something to himself, let alone to Star. Princes strengthened her hug and stroked boy’s head while smiling.