#enjoy your platypus!!

[junhecas]

Facts:

-crow tengu have boobs

-crow tengu hatch from eggs

Conclusion:

-crow tengu are monotremes

[doomdoomofdoom]

no thoughts today. just him.

[underthestringlights]

Everyone talks about their gay awakening but what was your kink awakening?

Mine was watching cartoon characters strapped down about to get lasered in half. Some reason those awakened something in me.

[chio-chan2artbox]

Commission for @inators

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Thank you for your support and enjoy your commission!

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[absolutebl]

Pit Babe - it's time for a Trash Watch!

I had to. Well, no I didn't, but COME ON. It's like Thailand is negging me. Let's burn rubber, shall we? Burn rubbers...?

The things I had been told going in about this show:

it's about car racing (this bores me)

it stars Pavel (my BL ult bias, he is my icon for a reason)

it started as an omegaverse y-novel but the A/B/O aspects would be stripped from the BL series

it's high heat

(There some chatter about whether point 3 was a mistranslation of something the author said, but don't bother me with trifles.)

Here's a definition of omegaverse:

Omegaverse, also known as A/B/O (alpha/beta/omega), is a subgenre of speculative erotic fiction, and originally a subgenre of erotic slash fan fiction. Its premise is that a dominance hierarchy exists in humans, which are divided into dominant "alphas", neutral "betas", and submissive "omegas".[1] This hierarchy determines how people interact with one another in romantic, erotic and sexual contexts.[2] (Wikipedia)

In my experience and opinion, omegaverse archetypes and tropes are often used to strip out female characters (and The Feminine) and as a tool to excuse extreme hyper-masculine behaviors without a critical feminist lens (leading to lazy characterization). Just as heat is an excuse to get nkd quickly, A/O/B is often an excuse for taboo and dubious consent actions and behaviors. Do I get why writers/readers enjoy it? Yes I do. Do I personally like it? Not particularly. (Although there are always exceptions.)

Putting all that aside, the above represents my foundational knowledge before Pit Babe started.

Oh and that the familiar BL faces appearing in this show were follows:

Pavel Naret (aka Pavel Phoom) from 2 Moons 2 & Coffee Melody - Pavel is a fluent English speaker, a bit of a drama monger, and a motorcycle rider/car-dude, this role suits him

Nut Supanut from Oxygen & Something in My Room - has an amazing voice, his somewhat wooden acting has improved steadily since Oxygen

Pon Thanapon - one of Star Hunter's stable first seen in the Gen Y series (where he stole the appeal of an intended pair), also v good in Make a Wish, I wish he'd get a lead role as he has a likable screen presence

Pop Pataraphol from La Cuisine - he's playing the Alpha rival and I'm not convinced he's suited to this role

Michael Kiettisak from Love Sick, Oxygen, Call it What You Want, Till the World Ends - playing the comic relief this time rather than his usual tortured stoic... huh

All the rest are either fresh faces or older experienced actors. Interesting mix. They must have some money behind this.

And now, get out your marshmallows! The dumpster is on fire! Let's start the roast.

Episode 1 - Platypus, Pickles, Pavel, & other Smoking Hot Problems

This first segment told with a 4 day retrospect, because I decided to do a trash watch only after @aliceisathome said I should.

My initial reaction:

the sheer audacity of Thailand being like "PitBabe is not omegaverse" and then serving "Alpha" to us on a platter in the first sex scene is

how dare

but also

what the actual fuck is going on? what world are we living in where a/b/o is LIVE ACTION ON OUR SCREENS?

we getting heat, knotting & mpreg next?

apparently this is my reality now

I'm not sure what weird quantum time stream I've jumped into but someone was all,

yes the whole world is hella screwed, but also...

Thailand has decided live action mm fanfic is gonna win it the culture wars

and I'm beginning to think they may be right

BL is now the platypus of the film industry

4 days later:

Considering how much chatter this caused there's a part of me that wondered if it was all intentional and a marketing ploy (to say it wasn't omegaverse when obviously it is). In which case... brilliant Machiavellian tactics, production.

But Thai studios are rarely this calculated in their promo. So I think it's all accidental. But it certainly caused a raucous few days on Tumblr.

On a completely different note, Babe's house looks like it started life as a particularly inventive Olive Garden. Or is that just me?

More random thoughts:

Pavel has had work done, why honey? You were the definition of perfect.

The smell thing is great, I love stuff to do with scent and necks. If omegaverse brings this to the table, fine. But...

Being all Alpha perfect butch manly man = I do not like Babe at all, I kinda want him to be brought down a peg. (Woo... pegging!) I never like narratives that glorify the captain of the football team (side eyes Cdrama CEO romances and Love O2O), Babe better have depth and damage (forget the pegging) of some kind or his behavior will get old FAST, faster than he drives (also, forget the pegging idea)

Nut is ideal in the Beta role. I mean, that's Way's character right? We all can see that. If it's not intentional, it's a miscast. I love how soft he is as as screen presence. He's great in this part.

None of the other characters are sticking out to me yet, but I'm prepared to love the side dishes in this, please make them swoon worthy!

I'm glad they didn't hold the Charlie = trickster reveal off, I like knowing he is a double agent up front.

Finally, with respect to an adequate trash watch, I'm in a pickle.

How am I going to drink for this show when there is so much else airing on Frigay? I can't keep track, if I'm drunk.

I need a strategy for this trash fire if the puns and snark are to spout forth! (HA Fourth!)

Controlled burn?

Anygay, see you all next week.

Episode 2 - Side Dish Addiction + Second Lead Syndrome are both infecting me at once

[FYI I gotta have my backup computer to watch this so that's why Imma sometimes be delayed getting the trash out to the curb.]

3 minutes! 3 minutes in and I needed to pause and wax snarkful. (Ouch, bet that hurts. Is waxing snark similar to a Brazilian but for BL? Is that why they all so hairless in The Sign?... I digress, where was I?)

Okay so the subber said Daddy but I don't think that word means what they think it means. Because Way said simply nong paa.

Usually they'll use the English word Daddy (pronounced Dah-deee) for, ya know, Actual Daddies (tm).

Wait wait:

Calling Daddy Actual

(My dumb sci-fi loving arse will see myself out the back before I start drawing Battlestar Galactica = Pit Babe connections. TOO FAR ABL. Too far.)

Look, I like the tension in this show. It's good to set up an unlikeable Alpha dog and then immediately turn him into an underdog, makes him a bit more likable. I still don't like Babe, but now at least I'm on his side.

Charlie = cute but v sus. Fortunately for him, Babe = cute but v thick.

Everyone calls Charlie Babe's dek. Yes sounds a bit like what you think but also means kid/child and SHOULD be translated as boy in this show. Why doesn't the subber get that? They a sub...ber after all. (I'll see myself out.)

Honestly, the script writers might know what they are doing with abo but our eng sub translator sadly does NOT. I'm so glad this is coming now in my BL watching life. When my ear and knowledge of Thai is so much better than it once was. Others much be SO CONFUSED.

Snicker. They just fucking with us, but it's fun to watch the mpeg speculation abound.

File this one under: Thailand's trouble with ESL plurals and also "you should have Pavel helping with these subs" sweethearts.

Production knows entirely what it's doing with this show and its omegaverse shizz (even if the subber doesn't) and I am very much enjoying the online carnage that results.

This dumpster fire continues off screen into the blogosphere and I continue to roast things over it.

Meanwhile, hi Pon! You so adorable! When you gonna lead out a BL for us?

Is Idol Factory stealing all of Star Hunter's talent? Are they the Red Racers of the BL world? These are the questions I ask myself as I watch this.

Is that AGE GAP I smell before me?

Is the 20 yr old college kid meant for the pit boss? Cause you all know I am a slut for age gaps.

Moment of a/b/o: Jeff's fear of touch/heightened personal space would be a plot marker for "baby doesn't want Alphas close cause he smells like an omega" but of course this show it not omegaverse. Not omegaverse at all.

nuh-uh

Linguistic corner!

Lung (sounds a bit like loo) is uncle(ish) it means basically a male relation older than phi. So Alan is the oldest in the crew.

Alan calls Jeff nu (which the subber translated as boy I would have gone with cutie or little one). Nu is a diminutive affectionate term that's technically gender neutral but is most often used by/on cute girls/women. Jeff did NOT like it. Then Alan sort of dodges through pronouns/particles settling on phi for I, ger for you, and ja for a particle. This is interesting because ger & ja kinda lower his age and status into a casual sphere. Not more intimate more equal to jeff... fascinating.

I love the new "Korean" red racer, he drinks my brand of soy milk. He is now my baby snake in the grass.

Get it? Snake.

He and Babe should end up together.

The fight wasn't bad, do both actors have kickbox training in their backgrounds?

Who am I kidding, I care only about Uncle Alan and Nu Jeff now. All others are irrelevant to me.

Also...

WHERE IS A BOY FOR WAY?!!! Or a Daddy. I do not care. (Methinks nether does he.)

I am now captain of the Way Appreciation Society. Let's all find a way... to get him some dick.

Also the BTS stingers are tons of fun. Looks like the set was a blast.

Finally, and I mean this kindly. Why isn't Noh Phouluang in this? He should have been cast as Winner. Bah. I'm biased.

But one should be with Noh.

Episode 3 - Side Dishes Delux

Gayest bridge n Thailand has made its obligatory appearance.

How much do I love uncle & nu? They are SO damn cute. Also nu flustered is the best kind of nu.

I could not care less about Babe and Charlie. Except I do love the smell thing.

Way will break my heart by getting his broken. He is right tho.

Tra la la. I feel like this is a bit like KP 2.0.

Charlie is a such a princess (and ace manipulator). Good thing Babe clearly likes being buttered up.

Babe's backstory was more interesting than I expected, I didn't think we would go so far into the paranormal side of a/b/o. I like it and I hope they lean into it quite a bit more. Make it part of the plot.

Unlike the kissing thing which seems to have been gotten over rather quickly.

I gotta say I'm enjoying the corporate sponsorship jockeying and tension more than I thought I would. I'm curious as to who Jef and Charlie are working for and what their motivation is. The plot itself is keeping me intrigued and that is rare for me with BL.

So no trash talk this ep, I was largely absorbed and entertained. I didn't event need booze. Shocking behavior on my part.

#giveWayaboy2023

Episode 4 - I (who never ship) am shipping the impossible

Here’s the thing. I just want this to be a better story than it is. Right now it’s kind of like a soap opera. I don’t hate lakorn, I really don't. To Sir With Love is a glorious chewing of the diamanté scenery (completed with death glitter). But...

If this is gonna be a soap opera it needs to lean into the messy side more than the tailored high concept side. Support characters and evil needs more screen time.

Instead, right now, I don’t know where I am with this show because it doesn't know where it wants to be. I’m kind of dangling in the middle of a dirty situation. It’s uncomfortable for me, and the show feels uncomfortable for the performers.��

Also... I have questions.

Yes, of course I want to know what Charlie & Jeff are up to. Why can Jeff see the future?

But more importantly I NEED to know why Babe has a flying saucer bed?

That kind of lighting makes nobody look good, especially not at that angle. It’s very traumatic and I’m not wild about the shag rug either. I have concerns about Babe's taste. I guess is what I am saying. 

On a COMPLETELY DIFFERENT note:

There’s absolutely no chemistry to justify this, but I have decided that I am going to personally advocate for, and ship, Way and the interloping not-really-Korean. They are both sort of own-moral-code types. I have tiny crush on Kim, and Nut is the prettiest, and Way is Best Boy so there it is, I would like them to hook up, please & thank you.

#giveWay2Kim2023

Arrow guy is cute, too. Will we get to see him bone?

Is he going to be another one of the adopted alpha super-kid pets?

What the hell, throw Arrow Boy a bone! All hot boys in BLs deserve bones.

Plot thickens.

Hah.

Thickens.

(I am an immature idiot.)

Episode 5 - wait wait way-t, can arrow boy have Way?

Look, BLabies, I didn’t get any screen caps this episode because frankly there wasn’t anything worth capturing.

I guess Charlie really does love Babe? Very dramatic if idiotic saving from the burning car. But Babe has gone to the broken Alpha place of extremely unlikeablability (frankly he was almost there at the start). If I were Charles B Spectacled I would be OUT by now. 

Is that?

NO.

Don't get the plastic bowl.

No white towel sponge bath. Please kill this trope.  

I mean, it's not as bad as singing, but that's because NOTHING is as bad as singing in a Thai BL.

AND the main boys are back together.

I don’t find their relationship or Babe’s lack of senses a particularly interesting aspect of the plot.

Unless, of course, Babe is pregnant and that's why he lost his Alpha sniffer.

BUT I do love the sides.

Jeff = the introvert precog who can’t/wont do people and Alan = the extrovert people person who WANTS but doesn’t understand him. 

Were Jeff and Charlie ALSO raised by Evil Daddy MacEvilPants? 

I liked the way Arrow CEO & Way looked at each other. Way, hon, give up on Babe (he sucks) and get thyself a billionaire bf with great aim and BDE.

On a completely different note, the best thing about this show is the blooper reel. That thing with the green smoothie going down his pants was hilarious!

In conclusion, this was a green smoothie down the pants episode. I was entertained, and it’s probably gonna be good for the plot in retrospect, but it was kind of squishy and unpleasant at the time.

Episode 6 - Are they actually listening to us now? Is Tumblr bugged?

This was a fun ep full of like actual racing and shizz.

Whatever.

Charlie is on the team now. All the teams, apparently.

Can we talk about Jeff and Alan?

The apology scene! Did you hear that Alan dropped to chan/ger? Eeeee!!! So cute. (He equalized their relationship in a soft way.)

Get it with that language play hottie. Next up: lengua play.

Please & thank you. 

Meanwhile, as all of the Internet knows, they went fully in for omegaverse - no bars.

I have to say, one of the greatest typos (or whatever) in existence is enigma instead of omega.

That's where I personally would rank in the omegaverse.

Hello, my gender is... enigma.

 Apparently it's a/b/o and sometimes e!  Also sometimes switch-ee 

Oh I'm very proud of myself with that one.

Funfunfun

Charlie. Babes. When a man asks to be thrown up against the wall. You throw him against that wall.

OMG is that arrow boy looking at Way in the bar?

3 seconds later.

Noooo.

Wait come back.

Noooooo.

That’s what I actually want to watch! 

OMG. Who said nu was the first step to teelak?

I flipping love Alan. 

Ah the boyfriend ep. Thank you, but I still don't trust Charlie.

Poor Way.

But nice crying jag, and I don’t say that often in Thai BL.

Now let him go, Way.

A boy with his arrows is waiting. 

(source)

Note for the future: tumblr has a bug that stops allowing edits after a certain time/number, thus my full trash often occur in 2 segments as a result. Click on the "abl trash watches bl" tag for the full thing if you're reading this and later episodes are missing.

[yuecrown]

I LOVE YOU — ron kamonohashi

pairings: ron kamonohashi x gn!reader. warnings: fluff. established relationship. 0.9k wc. notes: this is my first fic for rkdd but i had to write for ron bc hello ?! he's such a menace (affectionate) <3

when you wake up, the first thought on your mind is that you haven’t slept this well in ages. usually you’re a light sleeper, roused from sleep by even the smallest disturbances.

this morning however, your eyes don’t open until past 10 am— extremely late by your standards. maybe it’s because this is your first time sleeping over at your boyfriend ron’s place. it’s also the first time in a long while that you’ve felt so loved, so safe.

his bed is as comfy as you’d expect it to be, covered with soft blankets, tons of pillows and platypus plushies. it’s huge too, easily big enough to fit both ron and you— but he’s not here.

you blink sleepily and sit up in bed, rubbing your eyes. the space beside you is empty, but the sheets are messy, meaning that ron did sleep here, at least for a while.

you frown. did he find sharing his bed with another person uncomfortable? or did he just have to get up early because toto brought him a case to solve?

you’re snapped out of your thoughts by the sound of something shattering. it seems to be coming from the kitchen. you throw the covers back, about to go find the source of the sound, when ron appears in the doorway.

he looks messier than usual, and it’s cute. his long dark hair is damp, and obscuring his eyes, slightly more tousled than what you’re used to. a towel is slung around his shoulders, and he’s already dressed in his usual t-shirt, jacket and jeans.

“good morning, y/n.” his voice is warm and tinged with excitement as he beams proudly and holds out a tray. “i made you breakfast!”

“good morning,” you mumble back sleepily, stifling a yawn. “i heard something break, are you okay?”

he waves a hand dismissively. “it was just a plate. an occupational hazard.”

“of being a detective?”

“of being a prodigal chef,” he corrects, gesturing towards the tray.

there’s a cute mug with a cat face on it, filled with coffee, alongside a plate stacked with fluffy-looking pancakes.

you sip at the coffee, and almost spit it right out when you taste just how much brown sugar he’s put in it.

“i didn’t know how you took your coffee,” ron says apologetically.

you gingerly sip at the drink again and grimace. “so you decided to add ungodly amounts of brown sugar syrup to it?”

ron blinks. “you don’t like it?”

his head is tilted to one side and he’s watching you keenly, waiting for an answer. the embarrassing truth is that you’d do anything to see him smile, so you steel your nerves and say, “no, um, it’s great! really.”

you can’t tell if he buys the lie or not, but he seems happy enough either way. “good.”

he hugs you from behind, arms wrapping around you as he rests his chin on your shoulder. his warm breath tickles your neck. “you should sleep over more often.”

“yeah?”

“yeah. i… i liked it. you’re cute when you’re asleep.”

the unexpected comment has you flustered, but ron seems oblivious as he stabs a pancake with a fork and feeds it to you.

you take a bite and prepare yourself for the brown sugar taste to flood your senses, but instead it’s actually balanced out by the other ingredients. “wait, ron— this is really good!”

“i knew it.” his tone is smug as he eats the rest of the pancake you just took a bite out of. “and now we’ve shared an indirect kiss.”

you try not to laugh at how proud of himself he looks. “we can share a real one too if you want.”

the tips of his ears grown pink. he murmurs, “okay,” and leans in to kiss you, eyes closed.

he tugs you closer onto his lap, one hand resting against your back, keeping you steady. despite his inexperience, he’s a good kisser. it makes sense, you think to yourself— he’s an incredibly quick learner, and even more so when it’s something he enjoys— and the eagerness with which he presses his warm lips to yours proves that he definitely enjoys kissing you.

when you finally pull away, he grins. “if you stay over more often, we can do more of this.”

“you don’t have to try and convince me,” you reply. “i’d love to spend more nights with you.”

“you would?”

“of course, i love you.” the words slip out easier than you’d thought. truth be told, you hadn’t even meant to say them, but now that you had, you weren’t going to take them back.

there’s silence for a few seconds. ron’s eyes bore into you, and both of you hold your breath. then he drapes himself over you like a koala, clutching you tightly, and says, “i love you too.”

you try and fail to hide your giddy smile, burying your face into his neck. “oh.”

he pulls himself off you and observes your flustered expression, a smile pulling at the corners of his lips. “i’d assumed it was a given, but you seem to like it when i say the words out loud. hmm. cute. i love you, y/n.”

you hit him on the arm and huff, “you’re insufferable.”

“but you love me, right?”

you stick your tongue out at him. “actually, i love your cat more, so there.”

he sulkily replies, “well, i love brown sugar more, so there.”

“oh, okay.” you get up, pretending to leave. ron grabs your wrist and tugs you back into his embrace, murmuring, “i was kidding.”

you smile and take his hand. “i know.”

he links his fingers with yours tightly and says, “i’ll always love you most.”

[agentlizardofowca]

Perryshmirtz / …in secrecy / I know you love your forbiddeen love trops so 👀👀👀

I mixed two asks! Anon asked for 9. In public and @inators asked for 8. in secrecy. Enjoy~

"Agents," Monogram announced seriously as the last chair in the room was filled by Agent Serpent. "We've discovered the location of the dangerous-machine-with-evil-intent convention." He looked around the room. Perry was joined by four other serious looking agents.

"Oh no, DMWEI-con?" Agent Iggy gasped, and he checked the other grave-faced agents for a reaction. "That's bad news."

"It is indeed," Monogram grumbled in agreement. "And all your nemeses have been spotted on the floor. We need you to infiltrate, dismantle the convention and arrest those evil-doers. By being in the building, we have reason to detain them for now. Evidence of their ill intent should be easy enough to find," Monograms eyed his agents, who all nodded seriously. "Good luck agents." As one, the group rose from their chairs.

The evil convention was held in one of the large rooms in the Googleplex Mall, and the easiest way to infiltrate was through the air duct, which was large enough to hold 5 agents. On the way there, Perry had sneakily grabbed his phone and texted an unknown number: 'Don't let me arrest you.' As the agents parked their unmarked vans he received only a 👍in response.

It was tight in the air vent. Agent P was at the front, guiding the other agents through the dusty tunnel. Behind him was Agent Earwig, followed by Agent Narwal, Iguana, and special Agent Slug in the back.

Noises from the convention floor floated up into the vent, when all of a sudden a raspy, accented voice rose above all other sounds.

"Rodney! This is absurd!" Heinz Doofenshmirtz shouted with enough volume to be heard clearly in the air vent. "These machines are going to kill people, I refuse to take part. I am leaving!"

Rodney wrestled himself out of a gaggle of villains, stomped up to him, crossed his arms and huffed. "You had no complaints before."

"That was before I saw your murder-inator!" Only Perry saw how Heinz glanced at the ceiling. "I have to leave right now!"

"Oh no you don't" Rodney replied with obvious frustration. "I did not spend fifteen minutes helping you lug that big-ass machine in here, for you to just leave!"

"What are you going to do, stop me?" Heinz asked in his most annoying and grating tone, which Perry recognized as him trying to frustrate Rodney even more, but to the other agents it just sounded like Heinz Doofenshmirtz.

"You're here till 5PM, you hear?" Rodney hissed, and he pointed at Doof threateningly. It seems that his attempt to annoy was a success.

"This is Agent Iguana, come in." Iggy mumbled into his earpiece softly. "Come in OWCA." He was trying to keep his voice down, but the stuffy airduct wasn't a great place to speak. "Dr Doofenshmirtz appear is being held at the convention against his will."

Perry could hear that there was a response, but he couldn't quite catch what it was. No matter, now that Heinz had manipulated himself into a hostage situation he was a victim.

Agent P quirked an eyebrow at Iggy, who was still actively listening. He then turned to Perry. "He appears to have a machine on the floor, take him down just in case."

Perry nodded and turned back to the vent, from there he could spy on everybody on the floor. He shot off several hand gestures, informing the other agents of their nemeses' locations, checked if everybody knew what to do, and counted down from three.

When he hit zero, all five agents burst from the vent to go fight their respective enemies. To his own frustration, Perry landed in a very cliché superhero pose. He jumped up as quickly as he could and met Doofenshmirtz's eye.

"Ah, Perry the platypus, as you know I am extremely surprised to see you here." He lied. Luckily the other agents were too distracted to pay Heinz's bad lying much mind.

Agent P adopted a fighting stance, and his nemesis mimicked the pose with some confusion. "You're still going to fight me?! I am innocent!"

Perry barely nodded before he jumped into action. He attempted to swipe his lanky nemesis off his feet, but Doof jumped to the side with a proud "Aha!"

He couldn't allow his colleagues to see him struggle in this fight, so he threw a punch, which landed a little harder than he had meant it to be. As Heinz clutched his shoulder and groaned, Perry jumped up on one of the couches.

The room was fairly large. Across the space were around twelve inators, some so large that they stood on the floor and almost reached the ceiling. He wondered how they'd been moved here. It must've been a hassle.

In the back of the room, where Perry and Heinz were fighting, were a few smaller inators, which were presented on tables. There were some handheld models and a few machines the size of microwaves or kitchen aides. Except they didn't make delicious food, they made evil.

Doofenshmirtz attempted to retaliate and jumped Perry, but from his higher vantage point, Perry could easily chuck his nemesis over his shoulder. He jumped after him to go restrain him.

"Not my hair!" Heinz bit out as he got grabbed. He kicked his legs against the floor to try and get away, but all that happened was that they ended up under a table that held some sort of raygun.

Perry almost bumped his head into the table, but he ducked under at the last moment. He didn't want to rock the table -who knew what would happen if he toppled the gun- so he pressed himself against his nemesis, grabbed his hands and forced them above his head.

Now that Doof was finally restrained, he huffed and puffed and struggled for a moment before deflating. "I thought that would work, are you arresting me?"

Perry couldn't sign because his hands were too busy holding Heinz's down by his wrists. As an answer, he just pulled a vaguely frustrated expression and hoped that he would understand.

"Well shit, it's a good thing my inator is absolutely useless." Heinz said and he attempted to shrug even though he was flat on his back with a heavy man on top of him.

Perry blinked in surprise, and when Heinz saw he smiled smugly. "What? As if I didn't expect Francis to send you guys in. That's a gumball machine." And Heinz nodded at a giant Inator that took up an entire corner of the room.

Perry turned his head to look. It really was an impressively large gumball machine. Agent Serpent was fighting Professor insatiable on top of it without any fear of falling off.

"Do you think they're almost done?" Heinz asked as he awkwardly tried to peek past Perry's bulk. "Or do we pretend to fight some more? Do you think they can see us down here?"

Perry watched his fellow agents chase their enemies around the room, vaguely mortified that they were having this much trouble. Then he turned back to Heinz, who was blinking at him. "Is it handcuff time?" He asked.

It was probably meant to be an innocent question, but Perry's mind conjured visions of Heinz in handcuffs that were not workplace-appropriate, and he felt himself blush red.

"Perry?" Heinz asked, and when his nemesis' attention snapped back to reality he squinted his eyes and smiled wickedly. "Were you thinking what I was thinking?"

Agent P was not in the mood to be bullied. This whole conversation was completely inappropriate! Then again, the other agents really couldn't see more than their legs peeking out from under this table.

"Oh you were thinking what i was thinking!" Heinz said with a deranged giggle that Perry wasn't supposed to find attractive, and yet.

"You're going to have to wait, Perry, I think you are arresting me right now. Unless we are living in a reality where things that happen in a certain type of internet video become a reali-"

Heinz couldn't keep talking because his nemesis had gotten so horrified with the things he was insinuating that he had to put a stop to it. Not because he was disgusted or embarrassed, but because he was picturing it; them being inappropriate under this table, whilst people they both knew were right there, just out of view.

If Heinz ever got a chance to ask, Perry would blame adrenaline, or insist he had gone temporairly insane. But Heinz couldn't ask, because Perry was kissing him.

Instead of clutching thin wrists, Perry moved his hands to intertwine their fingers as lips pressed against each other. Because of surprise, Heinz made one high squeaky tone, followed by a deeper, more appreciative noise. Despite the suddenty of the kiss, he didn't seem to mind, because when Perry's warm tongue pressed against his bottom lip he gladly met him in the middle.

After a moment, Perry pulled away to change the angle and dive back in. Before he did, Heinz mumbled a warm, appreciative "Perry" against his lips, and then were kissing again.

For a moment, Agent P forgot where he was, or what he was doing. The way his name had been spoken echoed through his head, only spurring him on, but then a very differeny voice also rang out.

"Perry?" Agent Slug called from across the room, and Perry sprang away from the kiss with such speed that he crashed his head and shoulders into the table they were hiding under.

He saw a worried expression in Doof's eyes for a moment, before Perry dragged him out from under the table, and his expression turned to surprise.

"Perry?!" A moment later, he was chucked against a wall.

Perry was nervous they'd been spotted all through the rest of the mission. But when all the L.O.V.E.M.I.F.F.I.N. members were loaded into the van, and still nobody had looked at Perry funny, he determined they had gotten away with it.

He went to go close the door of the car and caught Heinz's eyes for just a second. Perry shut the door with so much force that Iggy asked him if he was okay. Perry nodded stoicly. Who knew being winked at could be so upsetting.

On the way back to the office Perry determined that Heinz would definitely be free to go home by the end of the day. Now he just had to figure out an excuse to go visit.

[fencecollapsed]

So I finally watched npmd today, and then decided to watch a character study on grace (as someone who has only watched the first and part of the second nightmare times). I looked at the username and wondered "huh, that's familiar, I wonder where I've seen that!"

So that's the story of how I found your YouTube lol

eyyy! glad you found it, and I hope you enjoy the video! <3

that's a fun perk of having the same username across all my stuff, is having people recognize it and connect the dots. I've gotten a couple comments on that video of people realizing who I am from other platforms. it's always fun, like aw nice they know me! <3

this one's my favorite it's like I'm Perry the Platypus

[egg-emperor]

I'm rereading the Metal Virus saga, when Starline was introduced into the comic series. You cannot tell me those doctors didn't smash once. Starline was all over Eggman like nobody's business. What's that one twitter meme? "He wants that cookie so mfin bad"

Starline was blatantly gay as fuck for him gushing over him and shit and Eggman clearly enjoys showing off to someone who he knows is so into him and the getting his ego stroked. And I can bet that wasn't the only thing he was letting him stroke lol

He was greeted by a silly little twink platypus clearly head over heels for him and was like "well at least you know your place. (And we'll test that for real later when you're under me when I make you get on your hands and knees for me)"

Also likely not getting much action for a while when he was living as innocent Tinker means he was probably super pent up so he jumps into it real fast as soon as they're alone together as pounding his ass is the best way to relieve it lol

that's how I like to imagine their first time and because Eggman fucks him so hard and aggressively Starline thinks it's passionate love but he was just desperate and eager to use the first set of holes he saw upon waking up as usual pervert self again 😋

I think of Eggman being really casual about seeing him as a piece of ass and a toy to play with and taking what he can get for the selfish satisfaction of his needs in a stark contrast to Starline being deeply emotionally involved and devoted

Starline is all like "omg I really get to be with my brilliant inspiring precious idol this is a beautiful dream come true", while Eggman just has a "might as well take up the opportunity for a new silly little toy and slaveboy" attitude

Because Eggman is so egotistical and entitled and just expects and demands it, he's older and way more experienced and has had a lot of slaveboys before and will have a lot more after him but he'll make good use of that eager tight little ass for now until he's done with him and asjdfkjnfkfjgh it's really hot. Getting used for all he's worth by the dirty old pervert 🥴

And then Eggman later calling him "dear Starline". With that you know they've fucked by then and he's clearly calling him pet names to butter him up so he can have him between his legs again later >;)

The only way you're gonna get Eggman calling you "dear" and putting his arm around you and holding you close like this is if you're giving him the best suck and fuck he can ask for. They absolutely had something going on XD

[erizumon]

14. Casually

Well, I don't know if I fulfilled the request exactly, but this is what came out, I hope you like it and thank you Liz for appreciating my work :'3 <3

🦔 🌸 🦔 🌸 🦔  ≫ ──── ≪•◦ ❈ ◦•≫ ──── ≪ 🦔 🌸 🦔 🌸 🦔

Casually

You're lying on the ground.

Another Inador destroyed, you've failed again.

You're not surprised, but you wouldn't say the disappointment isn't there either, well, it's time to get up and move on…

“Perry the Platypus?”

He hasn't left yet. This is weird, why isn't he leaving? He's done, he can go now, there's nothing else to do.

Perry seems to have decided to ignore all the things you've said with your eyes because he simply decides to lay down on the ground with you and smiles. That stupid soft perfect smile makes you frown, how dare he be this beautiful just by existing?

You want to hit him.

But you decide not to, instead you just enjoy his company.

“I was thinking, we could get up from the floor now and grab something at the usual cafe, I think they even have a two for one muffin promotion today, so we could order it to go and walk to the park and eat there” you looked at Perry, who hadn’t moved and you turned your eyes to the ceiling again “No, you’re right, that would be too much, you must be tired, so how about we go to the couch and order something to d--…”

But your words were cut off, because you’ve been kissed.

Perry the Platypus has kissed you.

You see his beautiful face standing between your eyes and the ceiling, with a satisfied smile on his face. You feel the blood rush to your head, your cheeks burn and your breathing shorten.

You finally frown.

“That was very rude Perry the Platypus! If you just wanted me to shut up you could have just told me!” You start to complain, while Perry gets up from the floor bored and helps you back up. “What is this rudeness of not letting me talk after I try to ask you out? Unacceptable, totally unaccept--…!”

But you are silenced again by another kiss.

And another.

And another.

And another.

Even the last one is extended, taking with it all the words and complaints that were going through your mind, you clung to each other and your hearts synchronized.

Separated at last you have twin smiles on your faces.

“You win”

He always does.

[admrlthundrbolt]

Just What I Needed (Gorgon Kars x Chubby Reader)

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He had spent many years in solitude. Only his stray companions to keep him company. Until he stumbles upon a traveling blind woman. How could this new development change a life that was already thought to be fated alone.

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Hi guys, I'm back at it again. I'm finally posting my last installment of the Supernatural Pillar Men series. I can't believe we're at the end! This went in a direction that I didn't plan. But I hope you enjoy it either way.

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Chest heaving, you made your way down the path. Even as the warmth of the sun faded from your back and day turned to night. You wouldnt go back home. Or what you had called your home. You wouldn't be treated like a burden any longer. It wasn't as if you ask to be born this way. It was one thing to be brought into this world without sight. But when time and time again you have dealt with the blatant disrespect of people you had shared a village with. You were done.

The final straw had been the locals trying to force your hand in marriage. You weren't romantically interested in anyone. Let alone a stranger that expected you to only be good for bearing children. It was a blow to your trust in the village.

So here you were, a pack on your back and your walking cane. On your way to the next town. You just hoped you could get through the hills safely. It wasn't that you believed all of the legends. But that didn't mean that you were the type to ignore the warnings of your ancestors.

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Kars smiled sweetly down at the squirming squirrel in his hands. “Calm yourself little one. This will only hurt for a moment.” He cooed to the small creature as he rubbed the salve on it's wounds. He had found it in a trap at a nearby stream. The thing was barely old enough to be on it's own. That didn't stop the hunters from setting traps near obvious nesting areas. He scowled as he places the rodent on the floor near a bowl of berries.

Making his through the grotto, he checked up on the other animals. A dog with a missing back leg. A recently hatched clutch of platypus, with no mother to be heard of. An albino snake that never seemed to have all its scales. He always had a rotating door of injured or sick animals. There were even a few that stuck around.

Running a hand along the back of the three legged dog, his smile returned. The brown fur was never out of place. It had a proud nature to it that contrasted it's disability. Almost as if it wouldn’t let a simple thing like one less leg keep it down. He gave another affectionate pat to it's head. “Another gorgeous day, isn’t it Lisa Lisa.” A soft affirming yip came from his furry companion.

He glanced around the room for his foraging bag. Only to pause as he caught his reflection in a pool of water. His snake like hair moving constantly. The patches of scales that littered his body. Long fingers ending in deadly claws. This was a curse he was born into, the birth of a Gorgon. His only relief was that the stone curse didn't affect animals. It was a burden that he had to bear, but the company of the creatures helped. Though that didn’t stop the shadow that loomed over his heart.

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Huffing a bit you were elated to hear the flowing stream. You knew it wouldn't be much longer before you made it to town. With a sigh, you turned to the right and counted you steps. It wouldn't do to get lost this far into your journey.

Gathering some water into your palms, you drank heavily. Savoring the cool liquid traveling down your throat. You took a few more handfuls before refilling your water skin. Enjoying the sound of the babbling brook. You didn't realise that someone had happened upon you.

He was surprised to see anyone out this late. It wasn't an impossible thing to see someone out this late. But you had no fire or camp to speak of. Perhaps you were lost? Looking over your features in the pale moonlight, he was intrigued. You were a bounty of soft flesh. Unlike any human he had ever witnessed. Your fingers played with the slow moving current. He was enamored with the sweet smile that laid gently across your face. He shifted a bit to get a better veiw. Unknowingly stepping on a fallen branch, causing a sharp crack to sound out.

You flinched and shot your head towards the sound. He gasped as your eyes met and waited for the inevitable. Averting his gaze, he was confused when the sound of shifting stone didn't fill the air. After a few moments of silence he risked another glance. You were still looking his way and your face was pinched in concentration.

“Is someone there?” There was no quiver in your voice. If there was one thing your Aunt had made certain to teach you. It was that a person who was sure of themselves was harder to intimidate. So even as your heart pounded, you kept a calm appearance.

He had to gather himself to answer you. It had been many years since he had held an actual conversation. It seemed as if his voice had fled from him the moment you spoke. “Yes.” It sounded as breathless as he felt.

Your grip tightened on your walking cane. Straining you ears, you thought you could make out a single person's breathing. It caused your shoulders to realse a bit of tension. It would be easier to escape or defend yourself against one person. Standing you made sure to keep yourself facing the stranger's voice. “Well, I'd love to stay and chat. But I really need to be on my way.”

Anxiety suddenly burst through his chest. He needed you to wait. To talk with him, look at him. Be near him. With an unexpected flurry of speed, he was in front of you. “Wait.” You flinch as his fingers brushed your wrist. It was then that he noticed the walking cane in your hand. Confusion took over his expression, until your eyes met again. They were milky pools that reflected the stars so dreamily. He had only seen this in one other being. A rabbit that had lost the sight in it's left eye, due to an infection.

His proximity was startling. You could have swore that he sounded much further away moments ago. Still, you had to keep your wits about you and your head level. “Why?”

He scrambled for a plausible answer. “I was concerned when I noticed someone without a camp setup. Are you lost?” He was thankful for his quick thinking.

You gave a tight smile at the concern. “I'm not far from my destination, so I felt no need. I only stopped to fill my water skin.”

“Please allow me to offer you lodging for the night. It's not safe for a beautiful young lady such as yourself this late at night.” He tried to cover the desperation in his tone.

You were torn. This was a complete stranger, but it was late. He wasn't wrong about the dangers of traveling at night. “I agree on one condition. You will bring me back to the bridge tomorrow. If you do not swear this to me, then I refuse.”

He nodded. “Yes, I can promise this to you.” Anything to get you to spend even a moment longer with him.

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He lead you through the cave by your warm hand. Enjoying every moment of guiding you around. He insisted that your cane was unnecessary, though you continued to use it. It was a dream to be this close to you. Taking in your scent and pulling you close to get through the thickets of brush.

You on the other hand were a bit unnerved by the strangers constant closeness. Then a thought occurred to you. “I've yet to introduce myself. My name is (Y/N), what might I call you?”

He tingled with anticipation, oh but to hear his name uttered from your sweet lips. “It is Kars, my lady.” You repeated the name and he had to hold back shivers.

Reaching the back chambers, he escorted you to a pile of blankets. Although his home was humble, he had many creatures and treasures filling it. Most things to the fault of hunters. He wouldn't let a single human that harmed his animal friends escape his gaze. If they happen to leave behind their belongings after facing his wrath. Well, it would be irresponsible of him to not utilize the resources.

Sitting down, you were surprised at the cold wet nose touching your hand. Gasping you jolted back a bit. But your surprise passed when an obvious dog whine and another touch of the nose followed. “Oh and who are you?” You smoothed a hand up the nose and onto a head. Which you began to scratch.

He was in awe at your tenderness. The three legged dog settled beside you comfortably. Wagging her tail as you stroked her fur. He was jealous at the attention you were giving the creature. But it did warm his heart to see her immediately take to you. “You should be honored. Lisa Lisa doesn't trust many people. After all she was abandoned at a young age due to her missing leg.”

Your brow furrowed at the information. Then a soft smile graced your beautiful face. “That's OK. I was thought less of for something I couldn't control too.” You scratched behind her ears and was pleased to feel her lean into your touch.

If he found himself anymore endeared to you, he was afraid he might burst. Instead he busied himself with introducing you to the other animals under his care.

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Your plans to leave the next day were cut short by a sudden storm. Kars insisted that you stay in his care. Because Gods forbid he let you be harmed by the storm. He would never forgive himself for that.

So you stayed, but you refused to not be useful. With the plethora of healing animals, you could put your skills to use. You had worked at your Aunt's Apothecary as her second set of hands. As much as you loved the woman you couldn't help but hinder a bit of resentment towards her. It was her recent passing that had shifted the relationship you had with the other villagers. Everything had been fine and your skills at were always seen as competent. But it seemed as if the moment she was lowered into the ground, things changed. Gone were their greetings and well wishes. All they had left to give you was there pity and to make sure you were ‘taken care of’. You didn't understand what forcing you into a marriage had to do with any of that. So you decided a contact in the town over was better than the situation you currently found yourself in.

Now you were mending broken wings. Helping mix salves for rashes and cuts. It was familiar work and you were thankful for the distraction. Though it wasn't the only diversion you had been dealing with.

Kars had made it a habit to stay close to you at any opportunity. It was nice to have someone to hand you the ingredients to an ointment. Having to feel your way around a new space was never fun. But his touch seemed to linger and his presence hovered. You mainly chalked it up to his concern of having someone unknown around the animals he cared for. But as time passed you weren't so sure if it was only his protective nature for the creatures.

You would only be here for a while longer. So you tried not to let your mind linger on your subconscious anxieties.

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The storms had finally ceased. You were happy to hear the gently breeze and birds chirping sweetly. Packing away your few possessions you hummed and smiled softly.

All the while he was seething while watching you unhappily. You couldn't leave. Abandon him like everyone else. Even Lisa Lisa was avoiding him in his sour mood. Deciding that staying by your side was the more favorable choice. It wasn't fair, the first time someone that he could spend genuine time with. Yet all you wanted was to leave. He had many dark moments where he believed another inconveniences could keep you with him. Then you would turn your soft smile his way. Making his stomach twist uncomfortably at the thought of you being hurt.

So he watched you gather your things. Hoping that you didn't notice the despair in his voice. He took his time leading you back to the bridge. Soaking in your warmth and enjoying when your plush body would brush against his own. Bringing you to the very spot you had met just days ago. He felt a pent up tension within himself. Trying to form words, but your gentle face kept him from begging you to stay.

Running a hand down his muscled arm you found his chilly hand. It always astonished you how cold he always seemed. “Thank you, for everything. I wasn't sure if I would find another kind soul after my Aunt's passing. It was a reprieve I didn't know I needed.” Squeezing his hand, you smiled sadly, releasing the limb. As much as you had been hesitant to go with him. You didn't regret the descion, he had pulled you from a dark place. You owed him a great debt.

He captured your hand again and brought it to his chest. “I should be the one thanking you. You are the first companion I've had for many years. I am grateful for the time we have been able to spend together. I wish that it was for a much longer time. Do not hesitate to return. I am only a call away, say my name and I will be there.” He meant every word and hoped you could feel the sincerity that he burned into them. He would destroy kingdoms, if only to be graced with your presence again.

Your smile widened and you felt a flush coat your cheeks. “I will keep that in mind. If you are sure, I would like to come back.” Your expression lights up suddenly. “I could even bring back a few tonics to help with the animals. If my contact in town takes me on as an apprentice. There is no guarantee, I may be back if there is no room for me. If you'll have me that is.”

He wanted to comfort you, but there was a part of him that hope it was the case. To have you willingly return to him would be miraculous. Instead he chose to reassure you. “You will always be welcome in my home. No matter the time, you are an invited guest.”

You were beaming. After a spirited hug, that Kars had a hard time retreating from. You parted ways.

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You were not far from the bridge when he approached you. Well the more accurate term would be ambushed. A hand abruptly gripped your upper arm and squeezed fiercely. The jarring motion made your grind to a quick halt. Your shoulder burned as you faced the assaulter. They were panting heavily and kept your arm in their grasp. “What do you want?” You wanted it to come out more threatening. But it was hard when you weren't even sure who was grabbing you.

“What belongs to me.” You knew that vile voice. The farmer that you were unrightfully promised to. He tossed you to the ground.

You scrambled to find you walking cane. It was a terrifying thought of just how much he set you back. Your heart tightened at the idea of how you could get back on track. Taking a calming breath you realized that panicking would only make the situation worse. So as your fingers grazed the bent top of the cane you relaxed. Standing up, you righted yourself and faced the still panting man. “There in no part of me that belongs to you. I have better things to get to.” Then you turned to try and pick up the sound of the creek you should be near.

Your dismissive tone really rubbed him the wrong way. As you serenely took in your surroundings, he went mad. Who were you to refuse him and disappear without consequences. Well he would see to your punishment. Wrapping his fingers in your hair he yanks you back harshly. “You need to learn your place woman.”

Before another thought could pass through your mind, his name had already left your lips. At a volume you didn't know you were capable. You called for him and pried at the hands fisted in your hair.

It was at this moment that he was glad he had stayed at the bridge. Part of him lamenting your departure. The other half wishing you would come back to him. He hadn't expected you to wail out his name. But there wasn't a power in heaven or hell that could keep him from you.

Taking off in a dead sprint he found you quickly. Seeing the vile man handling in such a way made his blood boil. But he had to release you before he could take care of such a vexing issue. Thankfully he didn't have to wait as Lisa Lisa bounded towards the man.

Her teeth sunk into in calf with ease. “Gah, get off of me you mangy mutt.” He tossed you aside and lunged towards the dog. She darted back and Kars struck. Getting into the man's line of sight, he stopped all movement. In that moment there was not a more satisfying sound than the grating noise of stone grinding against stone. It was music to his ears.

You gasped as a familiar wet nose pressed against your cheek. Tossing your arms around the dog you slumped forward. Kars turned away from the newly formed statue. Without a word he grabbed your cane and scooped your plush body into his arms. Your body stiffened, but relaxed at his words. “You're safe with me dear. I'll make sure of that.” And as he carried you back with Lisa Lisa following diligently. He swore to himself that he would keep you safe. No matter the cost.

[bunniibones]

✨ About Byte ✨

Hello! the OC tournament is in the corner so I decided to follow @nintendoni-art's example and create a pinned post about Byte :D! If you have any questions or doubts about Byte, please feel free to send an ask (anonymous or not) and I'll gladly answer!

🛠 Basic Information

Name: Data "Byte" the Goat. Species: Nigerian Dwarf Goat. Height: 88 cms (2'11''). Type: Tech / Flight. Alignment: Evil. Occupation: Programmer & Mechanic. Home: Starline Base Sigma.

✨How did you come up with the OC’s name? 

At first, Byte had a very generic name (or at least for the sonic franchise) so I had this small list of possible names for them in case I needed them.

When the moment came, I held a small poll for people to pick their favorite and "Byte" along with "Data" were the most voted for. Since I liked both of them I decided to combine them! And it fits Byte, since a byte is the smallest memory unit that a computer can have and Byte is pretty small (They used to be smaller tho, they were 75 cms)

🌼  - How old are they? (Or approximate age range)

Byte is currently 25 years old. At the beginning of the story (around when Starline brought Eggman back to his former glory) they were 24, but they age throughout the events.

🌺- Do they have any love interest(s)?

Yes! They're in love with Dr. Starline, their boss/partner in crime.

Both are incredibly amoral and they LOVE it, sharing the same vision of the world, the same passion for Eggman and his creations and even the same mentality, which allows them to understand each other quite well. With time they've developed a good harmony and synchronization whenever they're working together, even encouraging each other in the most vile acts and enjoying every second of it.

🍕  - What is their favorite food?

Cookies! They adore them, especially the choco chip cookies.

💼  - What do they do for a living?

They used to be a programmer for the Eggman Empire, but currently they're the assistant and right-hand-man to Dr. Starline. They fulfill any task assigned by the platypus, performs maintenance on Starline's badniks and helps him to program anything he needs. At the same time, Starline is teaching them how to be a mechanic so they can be even more useful.

🎹  - Do they have any hobbies?

Yes! They love drawing, tinkering with machines and robots, designing their own badniks, performing maintenance on robots, creating their own little robots/machines and playing with their chao.

🎯  -What do they do best?

Programming, they're an expert on it, it's what they do best.

🥊  -What do they love? What do they hate?

Likes:

Chocolate and desserts, especially if said desserts are made of chocolate.

Cute small animals and fluffy things.

Color pink.

Messing with people and causing troubles on purpose, it entertains them a lot.

Robots and Robotics, they've always preferred robots over organic beings.

Eggman's personality and creations, they find him fascinating, intelligent and charming.

Starline and anything related to him, they absolutely adore the platypus.

Dislikes:

Oranges and their scent, along with orange flavored things.

Bitter food, they can't stand bitterness. (This includes alcohol and coffee)

Bitter or cranky people.

Vomit or people who are sick, they have phobia for it.

Hot weather, they consider it unbearable and doesn't like to work with that sort of weather.

Loud and sudden noises, they startle and scare them terribly.

Entitled and hypocritical people.

❤️  - What is one of your OC’s best memories?

Byte best memory is when they started working for the Eggman Empire. They're really grateful for that, since it improved their life quality. Sure, Eggman is not the friendliest person to work with, but it was fair better than their old life. They got to do what they liked the most, which was working with robots, so it was like a dream come true for them.

✂️   - What is one of your OC’s worst memories?

Byte's worst memories are from their entire childhood. Living with their parents was a complete nightmare for them, having to enture the constant physical and verbal fights of their parents (in which they tended to get hurt) and their abuse towards them. The only salvage part of their childhood was being friends with Smithy.

🧊  - Is their current design the first one?

Nope! their first design was this one :3c

🍀  - What originally inspired the OC?

At first, Byte was created to be my sonicsona, so they were inspired by myself, using my physical traits at the moment (short blonde hair, freckles, tan skin and short height), the species of my toonsona (goat), my degree (computer engineer) and turning my personality into a villainous one so they could fit in the Eggman Empire. But as Byte developed, they stopped representing me and became their own independent character!

🌂  - What genre do they belong in?

Sci-fi and Steampunk!

💚  - What is your OC’s gender identity and sexuality?

Byte is an agender asexual! (They/she)

🙌  - How many siblings does your OC have?

None, they're only child.

🍎  - What is the OC’s relationship w/their parents like?

Terrible, Byte's parents were awful people who always mistreated them and hurt them emotionally and physically, so they ran away from their home and joined the Eggman Empire. They haven't had contact with their parents ever since.

🧠  - What do you like most about the OC?

What I like the most about Byte is their design, personality and dynamic with Starline. At first I wasn't sure of their design, I was insecure about it even, but eventually it grew on me and I've come to appreciate it.

Their personality has always been super fun to me, I have a soft spot for mischievous villains who have fun causing chaos and enjoy what they do.

And their dynamic with Starline is basically Chaos x Order, which is super fun to play with :D

✏️  - How often do you draw/write about the OC?

Pretty often, they're my main oc LOLOLOLOL

💎  - Do you ever see yourself killing off the OC?

Not really, if they die, who will bring Starline back? lol

💀  - Does your OC have any phobias? 

Byte is awfully scared of vomit and loud noises.

🍩  -Who is your OC’s arch-nemesis or rival?

For the longest time, I considered that Lanolin the Sheep and Tangle the Lemur would be Byte's rival, but I'm reworking that, so we'll see who ends up being their rival 👀

🎓  - How long have you had the OC?

4 years! 5 this year.

[mammalsofaction]

Wedding Adventure, PART 1

Rating: T (swear words)

Ship: Heinz Doofenshmirtz/Perry the Platypus

Add tags: Human Perry, mute Perry, rewrite of Candace's Big Day, established relationship Perryshmirtz, marriage fic baybee, this was fun to write, all the Flynn-Fletchers and most of the Doofenshmirtzes are here.

Part 2 coming soon. (subscribe to this post)

A/N: The family knows they are OWCA agents, this is an AU where OWCA isn't a secret organisation, or at least not to family and loved ones. Heinz and Perry are both established OWCA agents, though Heinz still used to be an evil scientist. Perry's lore complies to the lore post I've made on him before.

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"-weren't too angry about it, but a monkey was a monkey, and we are henceforth completely blacklisted from attending another political wedding in South India ever again."

The Flynn-Fletchers make appropriate ooh-and-ahhing noises, and Perry closes their large scrapbook album with some satisfying thump of finality, leaning back against the couch's backrest into his Heinz's embrace as Linda engages him in lighthearted discussions of grandeur wedding traditions and cultural holidays. Ferb struggles a bit with trying to properly peep the the front cover of the album from where he's standing on the carpet facing Perry, so Lawrence picks him up to put him on his lap, and Perry angles the book so the boy could enjoy touching it and appreciating all the details. He appreciates the boy's clear admiration; Perry deeply enjoys scrapbooking, and the album is a point of pride.

“Wow, Uncle Perry,” Phineas gushes, where he's practically sitting on Heinz's foot to for a closer look at the photos. “You and Dr. D has had so many cool adventures together!”

I know, huh? Perry signed, and ruffling the boy's hair. Ferb had boldly taken it upon himself to flip through the pages of the album to admire all the photos they had been showing before. He points a photo taken ground camera angle, looking up as they were jumping off a plane.

He remembers that one. Heinz had somehow gotten his parachute lines tangled then, jumping down the side of an active Volcano line in Indonesia. They reached the ground in one piece though, generally speaking.

“Yeah, you liked that one, kid?” Heinz asked, smiling. He always tried to be attentive to the boys' interests as possible, not least because he saw a lot of himself in them, and the childhood he could have had, had his own insatiable curiosity and intelligence was humored instead of scorned. Perry couldn't help himself from planting a kiss on his cheek, as Heinz turned the page to show them both the least blurry photo they could keep of a video as they escaped from man-eating piranha plants in the amazon.

Candace sighed wistfully at the sight. ”You guys are so cute together. I wish me and Jeremy are gonna grow up as close and affectionate you guys still are even after 5 years.”

Phineas clearly disagreed, at least from the confused scrunch of his nose by their blatant display of PDA, but he's way too polite-and distracted- to comment. Perry chortles, and ruffles his hair.

He wonders if their neighbour's kid from across the street- what was her name? Isabelle? -still had the blatant crush she had on Phineas since he had last seen her. Linda's boy still clearly had other priorities in mind, poor girl.

Ferb flips over to the back of the scrapbook to reveal empty pages, at which point he turns to face the both of them inquisitively.

“Ferb's right, Uncle Perry,” Phineas verbally agrees. “There's still some empty pages in your scrapbook. So many more adventures!”

“Good point, boys. Any plans for the rest of summer?” Lawrence asked.

”Well, we are going to go to the Galapagos tomorrow,“ Heinz muses, sending Perry a meaningful look. Perry blushes. "But we'll be back in America by Saturday for the reception."

”Reception?“ Linda asked in surprise. ”Who's gotten married?“

Perry and Heinz smile, and -as one- reveal the golden rings, hanging by subtle, durable chains around each their necks that had been hidden by the necklines of their shirts. The family gasps, the meaning of the gesture unmistakable; but Candace so loved putting it into words.

”You're engaged?“ She shrieks.

“Apparently it's why your uncle had been so insistent we come home between missions.” Heinz laughed, bumping into Perry's shoulder teasingly. Perry responds by rolling his eyes, and reaching for his fiance's hand, planting a sweet kiss on titanium knuckles. “He had this whole elaborate treasure hunt proposal planned by walking us through all our most meaningful locations of our first meeting, right here in Danville.”

Candace squealed. Perry started signing, picking up where Heinz had left off. We would have stayed to plan a full wedding too, and I really wanted the whole family to be there, but the Galapagos mission is a time-sensitive emergency. I managed to talk my boss into staying another night over so we could break the news to you, as well as Vanessa and Charlene, in person.

Linda coo-ed. "Oh, Perry this is so wonderful. I am so happy for you two. You're fantastic together."

"Does this mean you're going to have a wedding in the Galapagos?" Phineas asked.

Perry shrugs helplessly, then shakes his head.

"We might not have the time," Heinz elaborates regretfully. "Time-sensitive missions don't really give us much space for wedding planning, so we're planning to sign some documents, maybe find a church so we could at least be legally bound when we land, though neither of us are, hah, particularly religious…,“

"Like an elopement?" Linda blurts, surprised. Her husband chides her with a gentle “Honey-,”

“Well, not really.” Heinz says, scratching the back of his head. He tends to fidget, when he's nervous. “I mean-,”

“ELOPE?” Candace yelled, outraged. She's gotten to her feet, a look of wild panic in her eyes. Perry blinks. “Elope? No! You can't elope! That's so quick! Weddings are supposed to be this big, special thing! It's supposed to be the biggest, most momentous thing in your life, and you can't throw that away for some-some-,” she sputters. “Time-sensitive, life or death emergency on the other side of the globe!”

Perry and Heinz shares a quick, panicked look by her outburst. Candace, dear, Perry tries to sign, but she wasn't listening. She seemed to be on an absolute roll.

”Besides!“ She yells. ”Uncle Perry, if you get married in some church in the Galapagos, I can't be there!“ She stomps her foot for emphasis. ”When I was little, you promised me that I was going to be your bridesmaid. I can't be there in the Galapagos! What about my needs?!“

This time, Heinz throws away all pretence of subtlety, and turns to face Perry with a brief, but pointed, stare. Linda and Lawrence gasps. “Candace!” Her mother exclaims, scandalised.

“But mom-!”

Perry meets his fiance's gaze, embarrassed, but instead of something stern, Heinz has a calculating look in his eye, that thousand-yard stare he does when he's about to do something impulsive. He checks in with Perry just the once, a quick blink of his eyes full of meaning. Perry hesitates, but nods.

Heinz turns to the side, an uncharacteristically gentle touch to the back of Linda's hand that stops her as she is about to scold her daughter for her inappropriate outburst. “She's right, Linda,” he says quickly, with a chuckle. “I mean, for all our sins even Charlene and I had a proper wedding, for all the good that did. It's meant to signify something special, and I would love that for Perry and I.”

Heinz reached over to squeeze his hand, and Perry takes a deep breath as he turns towards his niece. Candace, I really am sorry. I know I made you a promise, but there's only so much we can do with the time we have, and what with how dangerous each of our missions are, Dr. D and I have long agreed to take every chance together we could get, and we want to start our very next mission and the next step of our lives living our truth. As spouses. Perry squeezes Heinz's hand right back, and the man smiles encouragingly as Candace visibly calms.

"We could go to the courthouse before we leave-,” Heinz suggests kindly, before he is once more interrupted.

“No! We need to have a real wedding!” She reiterates, then started to beam. Perry didn't trust that beam. “We could have it in the backyard!”

”What?“ said Heinz.

”What?“ Said Lawrence.

”Great idea, sis!“ Phineas enthused.

Linda pinches the bridge of her nose, likely keeping in mind that she was entertaining guests. Perry wants to give her a hug. She looks like she needs it. "Candace," she says delicately. "We can't plan a real wedding in a day.”

”Oh, duh.“ She says, before rushing up the stairs, presumeably to her own room. There is some loud noises of bumping, stumbling and rummaging as the rest of the family are left downstairs in various baffled emotional states.

“Boy,” Heinz muses, smacking his lips. “You weren't kidding when you told me she was high-strung.”

Perry really hadn't been, but he wasn't given the chance to respond. Candace returns in a rush, suddenly dressed in a beautiful layered purple tulled gown, and a delicate face of make-up. Her slippers match. She's got a tiara. She's also holding her own tome of a scrapbook, bursting at the seams with paper cut-outs and brochures, and filling Perry with the cold, creeping feeling of dread.

“I've been planning this since I was ten.” She chirps excitedly. Lawrence blinks. “I can set up a perfect wedding so that you two can marry in a way that you'll never forget, and-,” She pauses importantly, stepping forward to approach Perry and Heinz to flip open her own scrapbook and show them its contents. Heinz raises a brow in respect. "Still have you two on the plane straight to the Galapagos with time to spare."

Once again, Perry and Heinz turn to look at each other, this time to non-verbally communicate their stunned surprise. But the boys had gotten to their feet in excitement, and everything was happening so fast. Candace hands Perry and Lawrence a magazine cutout for an ad for a local tailor's, with a penmarked address, and begins pulling them to their feet, pushing them towards the front door. “Uncle Perry, you and Dad are going to go into town to get suits and fresh haircuts, while Mom and I are going to the Salon to get manicures and matching bridesmaid outfits. Dr D, I've called Vanessa over, and she's gonna bring Miss Charlene so you guys can discuss and arrange for friends and family contacts for the guest list, so long as it's under the 50-person range with a plus one limit, as well as find another pair of wedding rings.”

Heinz sputters, likely to the very last part. Their engagement rings are made with re-forged parts of old Inators, and likely he'll want their wedding rings to be made with much the same sentiment. But Candace was on a mission, and there was nought to stop her.

“Can we help?” Phineas asked excitedly. Ferb was vibrating on his feet.

Candace groans. “Fine, you can help me plan the grand entrance. But no funny business!”

Perry hears Phineas turn to his brother saying half of his usual catchphrase (“Ferb, I know what we're going to-,”) before the door is slammed shut behind him, leaving him and Lawrence standing confused on the front porch of the house and only partly dressed for town. Lawrence managed to grab his keys and wallet, at least, which was a small mercy.

“Well,” Lawrence says. “I suppose we're getting suits, eh, little brother?”

Perry was only Lawrence's brother through legal means, and he detests being called little. Lawrence knows this, the little shit, but Perry doesn't have the energy to fight him on this one. He sighs. Let's just leave before Vanessa and Charlene-

A beautifully sleek dark green and black Mercedes screeches to a halt in front of their house, and Perry hears Charlene scream for her daughter to be careful as the teenager lets herself out the passenger side door, manic and dishevelled. From the middle of the road, she stares and points at them, screaming: “You're getting married?”

Perry sighs again, and bumps Lawrence's shoulder.

“Yup, that's our cue.” He agrees. “First to the car gets the radio?”

Perry beats him to the station wagon, but he doesn't let Perry change the station anyway. Prick.

[nyamadermont]

Surrender

Angstpril 2024: Day 14 (705 words)

Kya looked over her list, Pema’s list, Lin’s list, Tenzin’s list, and the little scribbled note she’d gotten from Bumi. With a long side-eye at her over-filled wagon, her mental tally seemed to come up complete. She pointed at each bag one more time, and finally declared herself done.

She bent down to pick up her shoulder bag, and swung it over her shoulder.

But it kept going the wrong way and pulled her backwards, falling against a mother with two small kids and a shopping bag of her own.

Kya barely managed to keep from squashing the youngster closest to her, helped the mom keep the baby from falling to the ground, and yelled for help, all in the blink of an eye.

She tore her eyes away from the family long enough to see the thief running away through the crowd, and she knew her bag was just gone. The family was here, her own wagon was knocked over. 

The little one was wailing in confusion and discomfort, but Kya didn’t want to compound the problem by offering to hold the baby. With a sigh, she pulled the older child onto their feet, and offered to check the mother and baby over.

“Thank you. You should have run after him. He got your bag,” the mother insisted.

Kya shrugged.

“It won’t be the first time I’ve had a bag stolen like that. He is going to be sorely disappointed in what he finds. Unless he’s a healer who knows how to use Fire Nation creams and salves.” She smirked.

The mother tittered quietly, turning to her baby.

“Here, let’s get over to one of those benches. I’ll go get you a little something while you feed your precious one. Is there anything you two would like from,” she paused, turned in place, and pointed to one of the stalls selling Water Tribe snacks.

The older child looked up with the best platypus dog eyes Kya remembered ever seeing, and she had to stifle a laugh at the mother’s long-suffering sigh.

With a weary shake of her head, the mom just said, “I’m afraid I don’t know what’s good. You’re being too nice as it is.”

Kya reached out to the older child. “Would you walk with me, and I’ll teach you a little bit and let your mom have a minute?” To their credit, the child checked before putting their tiny hand in Kya’s and joining her to cross the small space.

They collected their treats and returned to the mother who was just finishing up with the baby. While Kya held the little one, mother and child enjoyed the sweets for a few moments.

Around them, the crowd seemed almost to shiver and begin to part.

Above the noise, they heard someone shouting, “I said I surrender! I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Let me go! The police station isn’t this way!”

The last remaining people scooted out of the way in front of Kya and the young family as they were surprised by a man dangling from…

Cable.

Kya started laughing as loudly as the man was shouting.

The mother gave Kya a strange look, but turned back around as the man was lowered to his knees in front of Kya.

“Pardon me, citizen. Did this man take something from you?”

Lin stood with one arm clearly controlling the cable around the man’s chest. In her other hand, she held Kya’s shoulder bag.

“Why, yes! He knocked me down, and I fell against this innocent family. I had to allow him to get away from me. How lucky for me my brave Chief of Police was in the right place at the right time!” Kya gushed theatrically.

Lin smirked.

“He was right about one thing. The station isn’t this way. I’ll leave him here with you and go call a patrol to pick him up and book him. We can fill out paperwork tomorrow. I was just coming to track you down.”

Kya gasped, and pretended to look dejected. “I suppose I should surrender now.”

Lin laughed. “If you want any help getting that wagon to Pema before she calls me to start a search for you, that would be a good idea.”

[yanderegrizzsworld]

Hi! Can you do a romantic Starline with a reader that enjoys randomly giving him gifts? Like flowers or random shiny stuff they have/find.

By the way, I really like the way you write <3

Imagine: Romantic Yandere Dr. Starline with a reader whose Love Language is Gift Giving

TW/CW: Implied Manipulation

You decide to bless him with a gift? Dr. Starline is almost always seen either studying arcane powers or conspiring on either Sonic or a random town/village, he'd probably seem to take pride in this fact as if the idea fuels this image of himself of a genius who only has time for his studies & progress. Yet all of that is thrown out the window the moment you present a bestowal in front of him, for him.

Whether the gift itself is either bought from a store or hand-made or something you've randomly found matters little to the platypus, what matters most to him is that you thought of him out on your daily routine & that thought alone raises his ego.

Dr. Starline makes it his personal mission to get you a gift in return, preferably hand-made & robotic, with a small touch of arcane powers in there to boost. He doesn't care if his gift can fit in your hand or can barely fit in your home, he'll explain the every single detail on it with such enthusiasm that it's to an almost contagious level.

He displays every gift you've given him in a room for his eyes only. The platypus sees no reason to show others what you've given him, the gifts were for him & therefore, are to only be seen by him. Though don't worry, he does take great care of the handsels, making sure they're cleaned/polished/dusted, especially if he knows you're coming over!

Dr. Starline doesn't get why you bestow others with your gifts, well- he does know why— he is a genius after all— but he regards your benevolence in gifts as a deed exclusive for him & him only. While he usually isn't one to be quiet about his likes & dislikes, he's intelligent enough to know that keeping his cool will give him the higher ground & so would wait until the individual(s) left & converse with you.

While the scientist values honesty & clear communications in your relationship with him, Starline is no stranger to withholding information to you as, in his eyes, it is beneficial to him the both of you. Sure, exhibits your courtesy can be a good thing & useful, but wouldn't it be better if you only sport your handsels to a singular person, like the Dr. Starline himself? With either guilt-tripping or with his charisma, Starline is sure to ensure that any future gifts come in only one direction & that's his.

[not-sure-what-im-feeling]

Sanders Sides as things I’ve said/heard Part Three

part one

part two

As always, use these as inspo for anything, as long as you give credit. Speaking of credit, credit to my friends and students at [REDACTED FOR PRIVACY]. Y’all contribute a lot to this cause.

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Janus: I didn’t lie, I just… willingly spread misinformation.

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Virgil: Remus is a dirty thief!

Remus: Hey! I may be a thief but I am not dirty. I’m also a murderer, but we ignore that!

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Logan: Remus, that is not “fucking around”, that is property damage.

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Janus: Pure capitalism… just the way god intended.

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[About Logan]

Janus: He’s just so hot when he’s covered in the blood of his enemies.

Remus: I KNOW!

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Roman, trying to write: Ugh, what’s it called when someone shuffles from side to side?

Patton: …The cha-cha slide?

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Virgil: Stop being queer, god.

Roman: *blows kiss*

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Logan: You’re hypocrisy is astute.

Roman: EXCUSE YOU, I BELIEVE IN DEMOCRACY.

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Janus: My name… is Janus.

Virgil: Okay?

Janus: Aren’t you going to make some remark and say “Janice? What are you, a middle school librarian”?

Virgil: Nah, you sound more like a stay at home mom.

Janus: Okay that is worse.

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Logan, counting money: Four dollars…

Patton: Perry the four dollars?!

Logan: What.

Patton: I was making a Perry the platypus joke!

Logan: Okay,.. Five dollars.

Patton: Perry the five dollars?!

Logan: Stop! Six dollars…

Patton: PERRY THE SIX DOLLARS?!?!

Logan: STOP IT!

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Virgil: Dad?

Patton: Yeah?

Virgil: If you were a skeleton, would you play your ribs like a xylophone?

Patton: Obviously!

[This one was a canon interaction between me and my mum)

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[On Patton. Unfortunately this was what the original quote was about.]

Logan: His toes are poking out.

Remus: His dogs are BARKIN!

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Roman: I’m alone :(

Virgil, creepily: You’re never alone…

Roman: WHAT?!

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Logan is enjoying a cup of coffee.

Virgil: AUTISM JUICE

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Logan: Oh, my coffee’s really hot right now.

Virgil: Just like you! Ayyy

Logan:

Virgil:

Logan: what?

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Patton: Logan! Logan! Can I eat raw cookie dough?

Logan: Well, you can, but you run the risk of E. coli and salmonella—

Patton, running to enjoy the forbidden snack: I DON’T CARE ABOUT E. COLI!

Logan: What do you MEAN you don’t care about E. coli?!?!

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Remus: Well piss my pants and fuck me backwards!

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Janus, giving business advice (trust me it’s real): There’s two things you need to know about bananas.

1. There’s money in a banana stand.

2. There’s money in a banana ripening warehouse.

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Roman: These boots are made for walking, not running!

Virgil: I’m made for walking, not running!

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Logan: Alright, twelve nuggets.

Roman: *gasp* A baker’s dozen!

Logan: …You’re pretty.

Virgil: Roman is pretty!

Logan: I was calling him dumb.

Roman: Yeah I got that :(

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Logan: Hm. I just killed two flies having sex.

Remus: *laughing* Imagine— imagine if- if god did that *laughing* to two humans *laughing fit that causes coughing*

Logan: Is this too much for you?

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Roman: Backflip.

Janus: Evil roman be like. Front flip.

Roman: What?

Remus: FRONT FLIP!

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Remus: You’re allowed to be any size, but if you’re tiny, you’re allowed to be discriminated against.

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And that’s all for today! I have at least 12 more quote books worth of content, though, so let me know if you want more!