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fanfic-inator795 · 1 year

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WoY: A Decade Later (A personal retrospection)

Wander Over Yonder… for a time, it was - in my opinion - the best cartoon ever. It was my number one, and I wasn't sure that anything else could top it. While I don't necessarily feel the same way these days, it's still a cartoon that very much lives in my heart and I don't think I'll ever truly leave it behind.

From a personal perspective, it was probably the biggest and most active Fandom I had been in at that time. It wasn't my first fandom/hyperfixation - prior to WoY, there had been Cartoon Network's Chowder and Regular Show, as well as Disney's Phineas and Ferb. But Chowder was short-lived and RS and PnF were both shows I had lost interest in due to them beginning to dip in quality.

WoY, however, was new, fresh, exciting and growing rapidly. It inspired me to write probably at least a hundred fanfics. It was a blast live-reacting to new episodes with everyone and seeing all the art that would come afterwards. It brought me into the RP scene and, if not for that, I might have never met my best friend of 10 years (and counting! Love you, Tessa).

Looking back on it 10 years after the fact, I can't fully say that WoY is still my favorite cartoon (shows like Kid Cosmic, The Ghost and Molly McGee, Big City Greens and Craig of the Creek have all outshined it in one way or another), nor can I claim that it is/was a perfect show. But man… It sure was a hell of a ride.

(Keep reading for all my admittedly VERY LONG personal thoughts or opinions regarding this one of a kind show)

Humble Beginnings

Pretty sure I've mentioned this before, but I actually didn't care for WoY at first. It was the summer right before college, and I remember watching the sneak peek - The Picnic - early one morning after not being able to go back to sleep. I remember not really laughing much or even seeing the appeal… and yet the episode stuck in my mind, to the point that I ended up watching it again during a free moment I had from Freshman Orientation Week. I had a similar reaction to the show's proper pilot, The Greatest - not loving it, but not hating it either.

The fact that people/friends from my RS and PnF days were also posting about it helped keep the show in my mind (shoutout to Taylor, Erin and Darkwing). But it wasn't until two specific episodes - The Fugitives and The Good Deed - that I managed to finally start to connect with the characters myself.

I started to see the appeal in this little furry orange spoon who just wanted to do good and make others happy, even when it was a struggle. I really liked the show's core theme of not just optimism and positivity, but also just being kind. I also started to really enjoy the show's sci-fi and space aesthetic and grew to adore its animation and gorgeous backgrounds, as well as laugh at its wacky sense of humor (I still laugh at The Fugitives/Good Deed quite a bit, even though I probably have their entire scripts memorized at this point).

So, it was official. I was hooked. Whenever there were new eps, I'd either try to watch them on the basement TV in my college dorm or wait for a livestream or FreeCartoonsOnline upload. If we're being honest, the first half of season 1, while being much more low-key than the wackiness that the show would end up eventually shifting to, was probably when it was at its most consistent. Other eps later on would reach higher highs, but getting stuff like The Bad Guy, the Prisoner, the Troll, the Pet, the Box and The Little Guy back-to-back just made my love for the show grow more and more.

The Little Guy specifically is one that is just incredibly well-crafted in its dialogue, story-telling and pacing, being both enjoyable and heartfelt. (Also the last time I watched it the ending made me bawl so, there's that, lol). Shortly afterwards, The Hero was another ep that I distinctly remember sticking in my head for whatever reason (Dracor and Demurra are still adorable, ngl). Then we had another favorite of mine, The Nice Guy.

I know I may be in the minority on this one - I remember my parents being annoyed and frustrated when they watched it with me, haha - but I absolutely love this episode. I find the jokes funny enough - the cashier is one of my favorite minor characters tbh - and the space gas station appeals to my aesthetic. But what really sells this episode for me is how it handles and portrays its moral of "being nice isn't always easy, but it's still right and still worth doing". Its ending never fails to get an "awwww" out of me, and honestly I could probably go on for an hour about all the little details and things I like/appreciate. I've also grown to really like its sister episode, the Time Bomb.

But no show is perfect, and right around here is where the show, in my opinion, started having some misses. It was mostly just "meh" affairs like The Night, The Toddler and The Big Job (weird, since I usually like heist eps… though I haven't rewatched this one in a while so *shrugs*). Other eps like The Tourist and ESPECIALLY The Helper (which I consider to be the show's worst outing, the vibes are just SO WEIRD on this one) I just didn't care for at all.

Nothing terrible (save for the Helper), just cases of the jokes not landing or the stories being boring. This was also when the show really started leaning into the wackiness - which wasn't BAD persay, since it led to some really funny jokes and memorable moments when it was used well - it's just that looking back, I sorta miss the simplicity of early s1.

Thankfully, the season put out some real bangers by its end, with my personal faves being The Epic Quest (that ending will never not make me cackle. Again, it's a case of the wackiness actually working incredibly well), the Halloween/Christmas special, and the Rider, which is a great adventure to cap off the season and also the Horse from Horsin’ Around guest stars in it! (and does a pretty good job too. Will Arnett is def one of my favorite celeb VAs at this point, ngl)

So yeah, between the two seasons, s1 is easily my favorite. Call it nostalgia or personal taste, but for me it's all about that consistency. Adding in the fact that s2 has some pretty notable flaws and is thus a lot harder to look back on without noticing those flaws, and it's really no contest for me.

New season, New problems

I certainly remember the excitement - as well as the fandom's stir craziness - in the lead-up to s2. There were crackships that were invented, silly RP blogs were rampant, Craig McCracken and crew (back when they were still on Tumblr) kept us fed with cool behind the scenes info as well as sneak peeks of the new season, and while I can't recall when it specifically happened, I also vividly remember the 'Bad End to Episodes' phase that the fandom was in at one point. Ah, the joys of still being in your angst phase.

Come that year's Comic Con, and a new round of hype came from the reveal that our new villain of the season was going to be a girl! …yeahhh, it sorta sucks recalling how hyped we all were about Dominator now that we know that she didn't quite work out the way we were all hoping for…

But regardless, s2 had a very strong start. Outside of the premiere, my favorites of this first batch would easily be The Boy Wander and The It for both just being incredibly funny. Although, if you had asked me at the time though, I probably would have said the Skeleton Dance fueled eps that were The Big Day and the Fremergency Fronfract - and like, yeah those eps can still be funny and enjoyable, but I've definitely cooled on the Skeleton Dance ship since these eps first premiered. (Still love a lot of the cute fanon stuff though)

Skipping past the next tent-pole episode for right now, this season had two of my favorite episodes of the ENTIRE SERIES - these being The Cartoon and The Black Cube. The former is just hilarious while the latter has a unique visual presentation and feels like an early s1 ep, and I mean that in the best possible way. I also really enjoy the Eye on the Skullship as well as the Hole… 'Lotta Nuthin' (this one especially, as it's another instance where, for as good as the ep is as a whole, it's the heartwarming lesson and hilarious ending that makes it such a winner in my book).

But for as much as the show was still putting out hits, I'll admit that there were also quite a few meh or just okay eps, especially as the season goes on. Some eps I found funny when I first watched them, but that humor doesn't hit as well when I watch them now. I also feel like there were points where it tried to be TOO silly to the point where it inhibited the actual humor and made the characters flatter and a bit flanderized compared to how they were in s1 (Hater especially got hit bad with this, where it’s less about him ‘softening up’ to show that he has the potential to be a good guy, and more just him constantly leaning into him being a bratty teenager instead of having that mix of dumb/bratty teen boy and legit evil conqueror).

Other times, it was just another case of a story not being as good as it could have been - and by this point in the season, while there are still enjoyable eps with fun concepts/jokes in the latter half of the series, the only one to get near the peak of the show's typical high quality is the musical ep, and if we're being real, it's Andy Bean's impeccable songwriting that saves this ep and makes it so good to rewatch despite its connection to the season's flawed overall story.

And I think it's about time we talk about that…

Not Quite Ready for Serialization

Being a show that was made right after Gravity Falls but before stuff like Star VS, Amphibia, and Owl House, s2 of WoY felt like a show with one foot stuck in episodic stuff and one foot trying to step into serialization. Because of this, the season’s overarching plot feels incredibly underbaked.

Now… Am I saying that I’d want the show to be like ATLA where every episode had to relate back to either the overarching story or one of the side-arcs? No, absolutely not. We’d be missing out on some of my favorite one-shot episodes if they did that, and if I had to choose between the season we have now and the season we could have gotten had the WoY crew gotten more freedom and were allowed more serialization, I’m going with the former each and every time.

HOWEVER, I still have to acknowledge just how poorly done the structure of this season was when it came to the overarching story. Basically we got four tentpole episodes acting as the season’s beginning, arc shifts and ending. During the season’s second and third arcs, there would be certain episodes afterwards reacting to the change in the show’s status quo.

Now, I get what they were TRYING to do but in my opinion it just really didn’t work as well as it could have. I’ll talk more about this in a bit but the season’s second arc (the “romance” arc) definitely got tiring after a while, meanwhile the third “Stop Dominator” arc felt like it was sort of killing time given that it was mostly just the main 4 trying to find some sort of weapon/figure out some sort of plan that ultimately resulted in some ‘funny’ failures and some quick lessons, with the occasional character piece thrown in here or there.

Now, I didn’t hate these episodes. By this point, it should be evident that one of my favorite elements of WoY are its morals and lessons, so even if the episodes themselves didn’t amount to much in the grand scheme of things and were essentially filler, I can at least appreciate a message like “being sad doesn’t mean you’ve given up hope” or “allowing yourself to laugh even in the dark times can help a ton”. So yeah, not completely pointless.

Unfortunately, even with a few bright spots here and there, the overarching plot of s2 still feels underbaked somewhat - and that’s ultimately because of the new character its focused around.

Dominator’s Dilemma

Okay, fess up. Whose idea was it to completely exclude Dominator from the first six episodes of the season (after the s2 premiere)? Because WOW does this decision backfire a lot. I don’t even like Dom that much and I can still acknowledge that she needed much more screen time and focus than she got.

I don’t know if this was to build up the ‘mystery’ surrounding her or because they wanted to get back in the groove of writing the main 4, but this was the crew’s first crucial mistake. Hell, in the first two episodes she plays an active role in, she’s nearly silent in both of them, only having her little fangirl rant in The Greater Hater and a small handful of lines in The Battle Royals. (Which, if I’m being honest, is still a really fun episode for 90% of it, having both great action and absolutely hilarious jokes that still make me laugh, but I get the ending of it making people sour on the episode as a whole.)

Again, it felt like trying to build up this artificial mystery surrounding her when it really wasn’t necessary. Dominator was meant to be a MAIN MEMBER of the cast! Yet I’m pretty sure Emperor Awesome got more significant screen time than her in the end!

Things got a teeny bit better as the show went on, with Dom at the very least getting more lines and more moments to be both badass and totally villainous, but she still felt more like a goal/obstacle than an actual character. I’m not sure if the writers MEANT to do this persay, or if it was just an accident.

Ultimately, it wasn’t until The Night Out when Dom finally got a spotlight episode… which was a little over 3/4ths of the way through the season. You could argue that she also got a bit of characterization in the musical episode, but it was really more emphasizing what we already knew or could infer about her.

The Night Out, meanwhile, gives us something new - that she’s lonely - and we get a teeny hint of this again in The Robomechabotatron before being told outright in the series finale. Ultimately, it truly does feel like too little too late - especially when her secretly desiring friends just sorta feels like it’s aping off Hater’s secret motivations of wanting to be liked/admired and to have friends/people who love him for who he is.

So yeah, the crew completely dropped the ball on Dom’s characterization, using her as just a goal/threat/obstacle/etc. for nearly all of her appearances. Not only does it make Dom feel like a shallow character, but it also just feels unfair in general. Practically everything we know about Dom is for the sake of other characters.

She’s a test for Wander, an enemy/temporary love interest for Hater, an obstacle for our main four to overcome, and a threat to the characters we already love. Again, there’s nothing wrong with having a character that’s only meant to serve a purpose in the narrative, nor is there anything wrong with a character being shallowly evil… it’s just that the WoY crew hyped her up so much and claimed that she was a fifth main character (implying that she would get about as much development as the main four), so it just felt all the more disappointing when we didn’t get that. Add in her character design - a mix of goth/punk girl energy with Hartman Hips - and it does feel just a tad misogynistic.

There were things I liked about Dom - her cool lava powers and gadgets, her excitable personality, her villain spotlight moments, and her fun vocal performance provided by Noel Wells were all excellent. But unfortunately, these were all surface-level elements, and the crew just didn’t put in enough time to give her much else, essentially saving all her deeper character stuff for the never-made season 3…

A love-hate relationship (leaning towards hate)

Of course you can’t talk about Dom without discussing the season’s second arc, which many see as both a tumor on the plot and the absolute low point of the season. Admittedly when I was watching the season for the first time, I didn’t mind the romance arc all that much. I didn’t care if Dom was getting short-changed, I was too busy laughing at Hater falling all over himself like a dork and thought all the ‘critics’ of the arc were just focusing on the wrong thing and didn’t know how to have fun with a silly cartoon.

Obviously, this was the wrong perspective to have about this sort of thing (I was in the mindset of “I don’t want to accidentally make myself hate this thing I love so I’m going to ignore all criticism of it”. Definitely not the right approach), one that I still apologize for because the critics were totally in the right. From both an objective and a storytelling standpoint, this arc was just the worst - and for several reasons.

Leaning into the overall problem with Dom herself as mentioned previously, this arc was focused solely on Hater and Wander (and to an extent Syl and Peeps as they tried to talk some sense into their respective friends). Whenever Dom was brought in, she either used Hater’s crush to mess with him or just ignored it entirely, being obviously annoyed - and that was the extent of focus that her feelings got.

Outside of those moments, however, Dom’s feelings are relegated to the background, deemed as ‘unimportant’. Sure, in the climax of the arc, she gets this big whole musical number about how she’s “not the damsel” and isn’t interested in Hater’s affections - but again, it’s at the VERY END of the arc and the moment is less about Dom standing up for herself and more about emphasizing just how cruel she can be, as instead of simply rejecting Hater’s advances, she laughs in his face, continuing to mess with him to try and make the rejection as painful as possible before ultimately trying to kill Hater.

But while the arc ends in a showy (and admittedly still kinda fun, thank you Andy Bean and your musical talents) way, the way it starts sorta proves why this idea was so rotten to the core. The ONLY reason why Wander tries to get Hater and Dom together is ONLY because he knows Hater wants a GF and believes that a ‘positive’ thing like love could only ever result in the two villains finding happiness and no longer being evil. Nevermind the fact that Wander is shown only really caring about Hater’s perspective, not once considering Dom’s feelings or even asking if she wants a BF or romantic partner in general.

We get Syl calling him out on this a couple of times, but it’s in that ‘oh that Wander, always with the crazy ideas’ way. You’d think Sylvia, the icon that she is, would be just a bit more blunt and maybe even a bit harsh about how Wander’s treating Dominator - it’s not just a matter of it being a dumb and dangerous plan, but it’s essentially objectifying Dom, treating her like Hater’s missing piece. But hey, it’s fiiiiine, because Wander learns his lesson in the end, right? Except, no not really.

Because even when Wander FINALLY realizes this and feels guilty about causing so much trouble, Syl is more concerned with comforting Wander about it, because he TRIED to do what he thought was right and that “acknowledging you messed up is the first step towards making things right”. Like… yeah I guess but you could have let Wander actually acknowledge what he did was wrong and super messed up, focusing more on the personal aspect of how his whole romance scheme affected Dom AS WELL AS Hater (not JUST Hater) instead of how his scheme broke Hater’s heart and inadvertently made Dom more powerful.

(Also we see Wander shipping and actively pairing up the little Pikmin things in “The Sky Guy” soooooo no I don’t think he fully learned his lesson)

I also have to bring up how there are fans who view Dominator and her whole anti-love thing as aphobic. As someone who only recently figured out she was almost definitely aromantic, I’m certainly not the authority on this, but I can certainly understand the critiques.

What I THINK the WoY Crew was trying to go for was a ‘strong female villain who don’t need no man’, but between Dom constantly being described as ‘heartless’ and Peeps saying that he “doesn’t think she likes anybody” and her cruelty being turned up to 11 whenever someone expressed romantic feelings towards her, it does sorta imply “She can’t love and THAT’S why she’s a villainous monster” rather than simply “she’s a villainous monster”. And because we don’t get any real development or strong characterization with Dom, it’s hard to say where exactly her cruelty comes from, so it’s hard to really argue against these implications without simply inserting headcanons like “Dom is a lesbian”.

Now to be fair, I have seen some aromantics see Dom as good representation - I recall a month or so back when I saw people praising her after she was included in one of those Tumblr polls, with this one being focused on aromantic characters, saying that they liked how she didn’t sugarcoat her rejections and seeing her as this strong, cool, badass villainous who didn’t need romance. So yeah, obviously not every person who shares an identity is going to agree on representation and whether or not it's good, but considering all of Dom’s baggage and the inability to determine whether or not her heartlessness is the cause of her evil or simply a by-product of it, I personally feel like she’s just too messy of an example of a potential aro character.

(Honestly, Syl feels like a better example of an aromantic character to me, given that she and Ryder seemed just as platonic as she and Wander are, as well as her multiple rejections of Awesome and general disinterest/discomfort with romance. Buuut given that those latter examples are specifically with villains and thus it makes sense why she’d reject them regardless of her orientation, it’s still just a vibe/headcanon).

Before I close off this section, I do wanna acknowledge that beyond the potentially aphobic nature of Dominator, WoY’s LGBTQ+ rep isn’t nearly as great as I thought it was once upon a time as a young shipper. Some parts are still pretty okay, like Wander being coded as genderfluid/agender, but overall it still feels more like an old Looney Tunes cartoon than an episode of “The Owl House”, if you get what I’m saying.

In Craig’s defense, the man has never been all too interested in romance in his shows nor has he claimed otherwise - he either uses it as a joke while portraying it as a negative (see Ms.KeenexProf.Utonium, BlooxBerry or, obviously, DomxHater) or it’s a wholesome relationship that ultimately still stays in the background because it’s not all that important (see DracorxDemurra or Ramona and Carlos Flores from “Kid Cosmic”).

BUT given that there were LGBTQ+ crew members working on the show in s2, such as N.D. Stevenson, as well as LGBTQ+ allies, it is a shame that no proper representation came of that. We got a whole episode where the joke was “oh, Wander and Hater are planning Wander’s execution like it’s a wedding”, an episode where Peeps and Hater essentially break up when Hater fires him, and an “I just can’t quit you” sort of moment from Peeps in the s2 finale when he goes all heart-eyed over Hater deciding to continue being a villain. That’s it, all jokes but nothing substantial. Even the show’s number one lesbian/wlw pairing of SylxDom got a quick Girls Night montage and one sweet moment between them, nothing else.

Again, it’s fine if you’re just looking for jokes, and yeah the WoY Crew never outright promised any romances… buuuut given how much they chose to lean into the Skeleton Dance and DeathGlare stuff while at the same time never outright confirming any of these characters as LGBTQ+ (they didn’t even have to make any ships canon, they just had to say whether or not Wander/Hater/Peeps were gay/bi/pan/etc), I’m not gonna invalidate people who feel just a bit queerbaited about the whole thing.

Bittersweet Goodbyes

As I said before, I was starting college when WoY first premiered. It’s the show that led me to my best friend and it’s the show that helped me through those first two years of college (easily the roughest part of college). It was a show that made me laugh and got me excited, even during the times where I was stressed out or worried. For all its flaws, it was one of the brightest lights in my life at that time.

So, needless to say, when I heard the show was canceled, I was devastated. I remember crying about it that night and even the day after, and I remember joining in as many online strategies as possible to try and get the show back, from letter writing to petition signing. Of course none of that worked, but as a bright side, going through this helped emotionally prepare me for the next time one of my favorite shows was suddenly canceled (looking at you Nickelodeon. Though considering how the RotTMNT movie turned out maaaaybe it was for the best…)

Honestly, for as much as I can look at the show through a critical lens nowadays and point out all the ways it could have been better, I think there will always be a small part of me that wishes we could have gotten some sort of continuation, whether it be through a special, a TV movie or a comic - or hell, I’d even take the plans for s3 leaking at this point. Now, given that the end of WoY brought about the creation of “Kid Cosmic”, I feel like this part has faded a bit, but I’m always gonna want closure on things like Hater’s arc as well as his origins given how much they were teased.

But that in itself is another critique I could give the show. Whether it be Wander facing a different type of threat that wasn’t just another villain, Hater’s transition into becoming a good guy, Peepers getting fed up with his boss and striking out on his own, or Dom’s true characterization that the crew kept insisting was there - the show simply saved a lot of it’s most interesting ideas for a potential Season 3. It was a gamble, and it was one they ultimately lost. It sucks, but it is what it is.

There’s a few more things I could critique about the show, such as its take on the idea of character redemption and Wander becoming a bit of a karma houdini that the show pretty much stopped calling out, and while these critiques are valid I feel like there are other fans who could do a better job talking about those points. But in the end, while season 2 was both a let down in some parts and a bit of a mess in others, I still feel like there were ultimately more good things to be found within the show than bad things.

It’s not a perfect show, far from it. Frankly, I don’t look down on anyone who fell out of love with this show or enjoyed s1 but hated s2. But for what it’s worth, the memories I got from the show are still ones I treasure, and episodes like “The Good Deed”, “The Little Guy”, “The Nice Guy”, “The Epic Quest”, “The Rider”, “The Boy Wander”, “The Black Cube”, “The Hole… Lotta’ Nuthin’” and “The Cartoon” are ones I still love to bits and will probably always love as I watch them over and over.

Disney Channel itself may not care all that much about this show these days save for an occasional rerun or a quick cameo in their Chibi-Verse shorts, but I’m always gonna remember it - for better and for worse. So here’s to 10 years, WoY. I may not always like you, but I still love you.

#wander over yonder #woy #long post #personal thoughts #personal opinions #fair warning this is VERY long hence the read more #wasn't tempted not to post it because of the length #but this show was such an important part of my life #and I wanted to get all my current thoughts out about it

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KOKOMI 🐟 - She / her lesbian and Genshin Gang! Qiu and I read a lot of books together and I would be very happy to hear recommendations :)

YOIMIYA 🎆 - she / her demi lesbian genshin gaaaang nice to meet you!!! i’m a… motivator?? lmao?? yeah!!

LYNETTE 🎩 - She / her aroace. Genshin Gang. Call me Nette please. Not much of a talker

BRONYA 🐰 - She / her unsure of what the Bronya is. Bronya likes Seele. The Bronya is a newer member of system and does not know what she likes yet. Only Honkai subject as far as the Bronya knows.

DIMPLE - this is our resident “and a half”. hes like our intrusive thoughts brain demon and we all hate him so we made him look like dimple mp100 and we call him shit like “scringle” and “bunkle” and “grinkle”. hes not allowed to talk cause he sucks but if he was wed make him use this 👹 ok epic

THANKS FOR READING THAT WAS MAD LONG ok. 👍

#system intro #intro post #plural system #long post #what else do we tag this as

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raineon · 3 months

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INTRODUCTION POST WOO-WOO!

HI! HEYA! WHATSUP!?

I’m Raineon, (pronounced “rainy-on” like an eeveelution) or just Rainy for short! I use she/her pronouns and just wanted to make… THE intro post.,,.

I’m an alien! I’m from what you earthlings call “The Sun”. I’ve always found it funny that earthlings never made it that far to give your solar system’s star a name, but we call it “Solaris”, so that makes me Solarian! :3

My species of people have a silly quirk that has to do with size. I’m usually around 3”-4” tall, but I can (and often do) grow myself to be about 6’. (I don’t usually go taller than that because it’s suuper tiring or it ends up hurting ;-;) so you’ll often find me in many different sizes! ^~^

I have an amazing robot partner named M4RC13! He’s my favorite guy in the whole world and I wouldn’t trade her for anything! :> As such I would like to ask that any comments, questions, etc. stay SFW.

I make music sometimes! Sometimes I make art… though I’m still learning! M4RC13 does all of the art for me… big shoutout to that robot. But any music I post is by me! (Or whoever I’m collaboration with…) I even have a project on the side going on… hehehe…

I’ve seen so many different kinds of life forms! I’ve learned a lot about many kinds of beings and befriended… Most of them! Hehe… um… what I’m trying to say is that this is a safe space for basically anyone who wants to engage! What’s considered “weird” or “cringe” on your planet is usually pretty normal around other parts of the universe. I love making friends with all kinds of people, so if you’re considered as someone who maybe doesn’t “fit in” with most people, I am here for you!

I’m pro:

LGBTQIA+, Transgender, Nonbinary, Furries, Neopronouns, Neogenders, Xenopronouns, and Xenogenders. Trans Rights, Black Lives Matter, Free Palestine, Congo, Haiti, and Sudan.

I’m anti:

Capitalism, Facism, Racism, Apartheid, Xenophobia, Transphobia, Homophobia, AI Art, MAPs, and RCTAs. (IF YOU ARE PRO ANY OF THESE DNI THIS IS NOT FOR YOU!!!)

ANYWAYS IM HAPPY TO GET THIS BLOG GOIN!!!!!!

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trrickytickle · 1 year

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Ten-Tickles 🛸

the punchline was “what does it take to make an alien laugh?” but then again, title would get too long. last fic i did for this franchise was so bad (it was pretty much a glorified headcanon list) so i deleted it 💀 Be warned, a lot of these drabbles have the same sort of wafer-thin setup, I just need excuses to write the situations they're in.

Self-indulgent switch Ben+Gwen drabbles I did in between prompts and such. because 1) I’m a 2000s CN kid and 2) I’m trash lmao. Props to my brother for putting up with me for asking him questions about a show I haven’t seen in years and then again it was only bits and pieces of said show. they should have had a tk scene let me live my truth. and yes i've never watched this show in years but i do have a human encyclopedia at my disposal (shoutout again to my poor brobro)

But anyways, oh my DAYS, Ben and Gwen. Still essential parts of EVERY tickle doodle sheet. They were THE ler-leaning switches ever in my day (old hag voice). DEF annoying lers, tk potential THROUGH DA ROOOOF but the shenanigans are better in small doses. footerfeet tickles in ditto + wildvine + greymatter drabbles btw (if u dont like) (OH and in the last drabble as well)

I am NOT familiar at all with any of the story stuff or like 128923 other serieses. All I know is that there's a blue furry now and what my brother tells me (a whole bunch, it's the tism) (same). This is just my brainvomit. So yeah. These are the small shenanigan doses. 10 drabbles, 10 aliens, that’s the gist. YEAH IM TRASH SUE ME

Putting the weird gut-wrenching feeling he got after the Omnitrix would power down again aside, Ghostfreak was a fun one. What was not to love about phasing through walls like a peeping Tom and scaring the crap out of little kids? Best part was- Gwen didn’t seem to like him.

This past summer, the Rustbucket had parked its tires down next to many, many art museums, much to Ben’s dismay. The Cleveland Art Museum was no different to him (it was in Ohio, so it was probably worse). Marble statues and paintings filled a lifeless square with ivory walls as if to compensate for something. Like the art strung up on the walls, it was a tragic sight. Ben gave a loud groan, to which Grandpa Max shushed in response.

“Look, it’s all part of the deal-” he lectured. “We went where you wanted to go-”

“Blehh-bleh-blehh-bleh-bleh-bleh-bleeh..” Ben mocked, just barely brushing past a delicate display.

“Can’t you have some culture, mush-for-brains!?” Gwen snapped. “This place has lots of history behind it!”

They kept walking, stopping to admire piece after piece after piece, and then they just had to read the little information cards on the bottom. Boring.

“Yeah, yeah, history, schmistory. The guy who drew that’s probably dead anyway. Speaking of dead…” Slamming the dial on a spooky silhouette, Ghostfreak floated up with a chill in the frigid air.

"Boo!" he joked, startling Gwen (and everyone else in the museum) with a jolt. She scowled, glaring daggers into Ghostfreak's single pupil.

“What? This place is practically a ghost town already.” Another glare from the ginger. “Tough crowd, I guess.” Ghostfreak phased through a few statues and peeled off its skin to scare onlookers, then went back to bother Gwen again.

“Heeeeeyyy…”

"What.” Gwen snapped, turning around from her view of a sculpture. The alien dove through her torso, phasing through and quite literally getting inside her head, possessing her and stringing her hands around like a disorganized puppeteer.

"Stop tickling yourself." Ghostfreak rasped. Out of her control, Gwen's own hands danced around her tummy. Her possessed body struggled to keep from breaking out in a laughing fit, snickering, snorting and gritting her teeth.

"NGH-gh-hh-heh.." Gwen grunted, contorting her twisting smile into a grimace. Her own arms still moved unwillingly around her sides, and Ghostfreak's teasing whispers rang through her own corporal body.

"Stop tickling yourself. Stop tickling yourself. Stooop tickling yourself~" Her cousin's nagging voice surrounded Gwen's thoughts louder than usual, and if that wasn't bad enough, her own fingers involuntarily dug their way into her ribs, and along the hallowing halls reverberated her shrill, loud shriek.

'Hehehe-haha-hYIEEEEK!! Youhohou're such a dweeb!!" Through laughter, her own hands squeesed their way down her sides.

Ghostfreak phased out of her, laughing in a strange demented manner. Scowling, Gwen and Grandpa Max were dragged out of the building whilst Ben floated behind, gloating.

Well, this wasn't the first place they were kicked out of.

The Plumber base was cool at first. The secret entrance was cool. The alien ray-guns were cool. Even the prospect of plain old Grandpa kicking butt for a living was cool. As visits became more frequent, the wow-factor dulled. Grandpa Max would almost always be off discussing confidential matters, and Ben and Gwen would be left to their own devices under the vague condition of "don't touch anything", and more often than not, Ben would run into a room he wasn't allowed in while Gwen ran after him, and such was the case. A monitor twice the size of a movie screen fell before the cousins' eyes, with a keyboard thrice as wide to boot.

"Too many failed login attempts. Try again in fifteen minutes!?" Ben groaned. "You'd think we'd be allowed to test some of this stuff out.."

"What part of "don't touch anything" do you not understand, bozo?" Gwen retorted.

"Relax, it's not like he'll notice.." Ben shrugged in response, fingers wriggling over the cluttered keyboard. Before he could lay a finger on it, Gwen held him up by the back of his shirt.

"Hey! Do I look like I want Grandpa to kill us?"

Writhing, Ben looked down, turning the Omnitrix dial and slamming it, resulting in a mass of neon-streaked ferrofluid coagulating into his technological form. Upgrade slithered its way out of Gwen's reach and enveloped the screen, and Ben was interlinked to the monitor.

"Wo-ho-hoah! Look at all these! I don't even know what to name all of them!" Upgrade chirped, putty-like head popping out of the monitor. Slides of alien data files popped up in duochromatic green and black. Gwen groaned in frustration and scoured the keyboard for some sort of power down switch.

"Come on, come on! The Plumbers should know where to put a dang off button!" Disgruntled, Gwen's fingers closed as many tabs as her cousin could open. Ben felt jolts of static zapping at his mechanical form. For every press on the unnecessarily complicated contraption, the little zaps would grow increasingly inconvenient. And they tickled. Bad. Upgrade thrashed, threatening to jump out of the screen.

"-ngh- Would you stop -ugh- bothering me? I'm trying to get us- YOU out of trouble!" Gwen dodged the assault of his synthetic limbs while resuming her attempt to shut the device off.

"Hehe-heh-hey! I'm nohot trying to, you're tickling me!" Upgrade jittered. There was an eager glint in Gwen's eyes which made him regret his choice of words. Like a pianist, she cracked her knuckles, wiggling her fingers before the keys.

"Oh yeah? How's this for tickling? How about this?" Gwen pressed a crescendo of keys in a sadistic cacophony in a quick, succeeding fashion. Her fingers precisely clicked away from the top row all across the bottom. Upgrade's putty-like construct could barely constrict, only jutting outwards as each shockwave coursed through his synthetic body.

"G-gh-HA-HA-heh-HAHA-hah-heh-ha-HAHAHAHAHA! Quihihit it, lame-brain! Stohop, stohoho-hop! Ihi-hihi'm beheh-hehe-gging you!"

"Nope. Serves you right!" Gwen continued, smirking in sadistic glee at her newfound knowledge. Her hands criss-crossed across the board, aiming for certain nooks and crannies (the space bar was especially bad), laughing along with the Mechamorph.

As what was left of ten minutes ticked away, the clicking of keys grew louder and faster, and Upgrade's chippery laughter rang through the hallowed halls of the Plumber base.

It wasn’t fair. No matter how many games of license plate bingo Ben betted it on, it was always Gwen who got to sit and soak up the AC in the front seat. It was torture, seeing her kick back, a gloating grin square on her face when she looked back at the shaky, sizzling back seat- and desperate times like this called for desperate measures. Annoying ones. Wandering his way down the matted carpet of the Rustbucket on his tiptoes, Ben crept up at his cousin and goosed her in the sides with an evil glint in his eyes.

“Poke.”

A squeal! made Grandpa look back from the steering wheel and groan dejectedly. Gwen scowled, gritting her teeth.

“Rrrr! Why do you have to be such a- EEEEE!!” A plethora of pokes followed from her sides up to her ribs, along with occasional digs at her armpits- that is if they weren’t slammed shut in preparation for imminent attack.

“Gr-Grandpa! He’s being annoying!” To no avail, Grandpa Max kept on driving, trying to shut out her high pitched laughter.

“I’m only stopping if you’ll let me sit up front..” Ben retorted obnoxiously. “Poooooke- OW!” Gwen flicked him on the index finger in response, giggling smugly. He attempted to reach in numerous times afterwards, but each one would be deflected by Gwen’s hand.

“Nice try, doofus! That won’t work on me!” she stated, hands on hips. It was desperate times like now which called for desperate measures. Knowing Ben, he wouldn’t back down from a challenge, and when Gwen heard the dial-turn of the Omnitrix, it spelled trouble.

“But this might!” Four-Arms’ booming, baritone voice growled. His massive size bent him double against the roof of the RV, which only made Gwen closer to (two) arms’ reach.

“Don’t. Even. Think. About. It.”

But think about it he did. Gwen’s wrists were grasped by Ben’s single muscle-bound alien arm, lifting her up, and his other three were prodding away while she squirmed at the hands of the squatting extraterrestrial.

"Hihihehehehehe-AH-haha! Puhuhut me dohohown!" She bucked, instinctively kicking the window so hard the air freshener swung like a pendulum. Grandpa Max lifted one hand off the steering wheel to facepalm and rub his temples. Kids.

"Surrender the front seat!"

"Or whahahat, you slimeba-ha-hall!?"

"Or I'm amping it up!" Halting the stabbing jabs, Four-Arms lifted Gwen's legs up, receiving full access to her torso. Her long-sleeved tee was pulled to reveal her midsection, which his brawny lower hands then toyed with like an organ. "So, about that front seat.. Ready for it to be mine now? Huh??.." " ..Huh? Aw, MAN!" Like it was fate, the Omnitrix timed out in a flash of red, and Ben was met with a stern Grandpa-glare.

Why'd she always have to win?

"Kk-ggh-HA-HA! That's unfahair! G-Gwen, you're che-hee-HEA-ting!"

"Hah-how is it chehe-heating if- -ngh- I'm nohot letting you cheat!?"

The plasticine squeak of chafing against polyester was frequent as gunfire in the warzone that was the Rustbucket and laughter filled summer air like mustard gas- an all-out tickle tussle had arose in the midst of a stop for gas and supplies. Gwen had the upper hand, as Ben had slid off onto the carpet from her dirty tactic of holding up his left hand (conveniently also his cool alien watch-wielding hand) and targeting his armpit. Hypocritically, she reached over for her spellbook, leaning over on the booth seat as her cousin floundered on the carpet, and she had let go, unaware, only to look back at a flash of neon green. Ditto emerged, splitting into one- then two- then three.

"Uh-ooooh, looks like somebody's outnumbered!" One chatty clone piped while the other snuck up behind her back, putting its arms above Gwen's shoulders and mercilessly targeting her tummy. The other two, however, grabbed her ankles and tossed her shoes off and gave each other the same shit-eating knowing smirk, cartoonishly wiggling their free fingers.

"Hah-hehe-HA-ha-HA! Ahaha-ha-quit it, quit it, qui-hih-hi-hit it!" Gwen repeated, giggling.

"Raspberry on three?" the Ditto at her left foot remarked, the rest nodding.

"Three.. two.."

"One!" Gwen yelled, squeezing the Ditto behind her's side. All three yelped in unison, and the smile on her face shifted to one involuntary to a knowing grin. Smirking, she pinned the clone down, pursing her lips and leaning in for a satisfyingly sloppy raspberry, then another, and then another. All three laughed hysterically, swatting at air.

"guh-HA-HAHA-AHAHAHA-HA!! Stoppit! P-puh-PLEEASE!"

"Hah-HA-Ha-HAHA-Haha-have MERCY!!"

"Nnnnghh-HHHAHA-HA!! It TICKLES!!"

"Not 'till lunch, dwe- ACK!" Gwen called back as the Omnitrix timed out, only to be greeted with a pounce by her now-human cousin, his fingers threateningly spidering over her. "Don't even! B-Be-hehe-hen!"

Typically, Gwen wasn't one to boast. It was mainly Ben's antics that kept her humble during the road trip. Today seemed to be a rather obnoxious exception- she'd just grasped a spell, and used it every chance she got. Throughout this long summer day, cries of "Reanima Verdanica!" irritated Ben and to an extent, Grandpa Max to no end as flowers bloomed wherever she went.

"Alright, alright! I get it! You can make a few posies and pansies, what's the big deal!?" Ben whined. No response. Thinking the campsite they were parked at could use a little sprucing up, wildflowers sprouted from the mana on Gwen's hands onto the ground. Flowers that were tenfold their original size were visible from the sun-faded windows. Ben slumped onto the dinette table, rolling his eyes, when not long after he decided to take matters into his own hands.

"A little Wildvine'll show her who's boss!" Evergreen now surrounded the inside of the vehicle in a flash of light. Ben, in Wildvine's form, slithered out the door and snuck up behind his cousin.

"Reanima...verdanicAAHHH! What is WITH you, freakazoid!?"

"Hah! How's this for a plant?" Wildvine growled. "Betcha flowers can't do this!" Extending like a jumper cable, a tendril from his left hand extended, grabbing Gwen by her legs. Upside-down, the spellcaster struggled in her surprisingly strong bonds. Her spellbook fell to the floor with an underwhelming thud.

"Grrrr! Let me down, or-"

"Or what? You're gonna make me a flower crown?" He gloated. Wildvine's tuberous face shifted into a smirk, and from his sides, he conjured three sets of rakelike vines- two of which wormed into Gwen's armpits, the other pair slowly skittered against her ribs and tummy, and, to her relief, the last pair laid still against his roots. His methods were slow, but boy, were they evil.

"Ngh-hehe-gGGGGH! Reanima-haha... Verda-HA! Reanima Ver-daha-HAnicA! Ngh.. STUPID spell!" Continually, Gwen attempted to say the spell straight-faced, but humiliating giggles would slip out in between her attempt to resist. Not even weeds would grow from the ground.

"Payback, princess!" Wildvine rasped, the last set of arms shot up and the left arm grabbed hold of her left foot, whilst the right took off her shoe and began to scribble and shuffle against her sole in quick succession. The other vines followed suit, speeding up.

"Ugh! Reanima-HA-HAHAHAHA! Eeee-ya-hehehe-HAHAHA! You are so-hoho getting it when I'm out of here!"

She'd keep that promise and keep it well.

(oh ma JESUS i had to do research (ick) to get this one to work, i'm also a dog person if you couldn't tell)

Most people associated summer with sweltering heat and running through sprinklers. Most people, however, would not associate it with a life-or-death journey to retrieve lost alien DNA samples across the galaxy on a spaceship. Half the Omnitrix's rogue's gallery had been magically corrupted in a battle with Hex, giving Ben limited access to its library.

It wasn't as grueling as the past battle against Vilgax- the aliens scanned in the past had offered themselves up again without a fight- but Wildmutt's sample was different. Its home planet Vulpin also housed heaps of malignant radioactive waste, so Tetrax, the crystalized mercenary, took matters into his own hands and brought it onto the ship. Flighty, feral and difficult to control, it was hard to ease.

"Now, no sudden movements.." Tetrax husked. "Just touch and scan."

"Aw, yeah! Just one left and it's hero time!" Ben boasted. To prevent further damage, the Vulpimancer was surrounded by a ring of creeping green crystal.

"Nice doggy.. good doggy.." Gwen attempted to reason. The alien responded, eagerly lapping her face and showering it in thick drool. "Ugh! Gross!" Sniffing the air, the canid alien inched toward the two human children. It snarled, then with a series of curious pants, leapt at Ben.

"Yeesh. Talk about a sudden movement." Gwen chided. The Omnitrix-bearer was nervous- its sharp teeth and cud-like drool was an inch to his face. Tetrax and Gwen flinched. Ben knew Wildmutt, and he knew him well- this beast could maul him at any second.

What came instead was much less lethal- the alien's panting changed to that of excitement, and nuzzling against the fabric of Ben's shirt, it started to sniff him, the gusts of hot air blowing against his tummy.

"Nnghh! Gh-hh-Ahah-Hh--"

Gritting his teeth, it didn't take long before he'd burst into loud, embarrassing laughter.

"AH-hah-ha-ha-HAHA! Hehe-haha- Te-hetrax! Make him stohohop!"

Tetrax stood, smiling innocently. Boyish laughter urged the Vulpimancer to lean in closer and pepper Ben with slobbering dog-kisses, much to Gwen's delight- this was perfect blackmail material.

"Aw, who's a good boy? Whooo's a good boy? Who loves torturing my doofus cousin? You do, ooooooh, yes, you do!" Gwen cooed, teasing Ben with wriggly fingers.

"Gaha-guh-Gwen! J-Juhust ge-heh-het Wildmutt offa mehe-hehe!"

"What's that? The doofus says he likes it?" She chided.

"Now, now, don't tease him too much. Scanning mode will trigger soon." Tetrax responded, ceasing playing dumb.

Ben bucked, as the Vulpimancer's head wormed its way into his armpit, instinctively causing him to conk it on its skull with the Omnitrix. The watch glowed a dim orange as a robotic voice reverbrated-

"Scanning mode engaged." Finally. Both Tetrax and Gwen helped the mushy, giggly puddle on the floor which was Ben Tennyson up. Panting in relief, the tingly, shaggy sensation passed. The Omnitrix was complete, and it was safe travels back from here- safe, long, travels where Gwen wouldn't let him live this down.

(this picture looks really stupid HAHA)

Despite the wide range of useful alien heroes in the Omnitrix, it was no secret that Ben had a clear bias towards Four-Arms- what more could you want? Heck, the guy was hulked out, with four knuckle sandwiches at the ready- and his strength could fare useful for any situation.. especially annoying Gwen. The cousins were tasked to work together on setting up camp, and knowing them, things would only take a turn for the worse. Littered across the campsite were pinewood not yet built into a campfire and tents left unpitched- all because the two were too busy squabbling.

"...What part of "pitch a tent" do you not understand, bonehead!?" Gwen nagged, hands on hips.

"Grandpa said that was your job! Remind me who helped gather the firewood earlier?"

"Four-Arms." she chided. "It's not fair! You get to go hero and I've gotta do everything myself!" Just as fate had intended, the Omnitrix sparked green once again, and Ben gave a mischievous grin, making the redhead want to swallow her words.

"Oh, I'll have fun showing you what else he can do!" He wiggled his fingers, pressing the watch dial down. In a flash of quick metamorphosis, the boy emerged as-

"CANNONBOLT!?"

"Hah! Please. Like that thing can pitch a tent."

Ben, disappointed with the form he had taken, looked down at his radish-like feet, then back up at his armor plated shoulders- then his fluffy claws... and a devious idea hatched in his spherical head. Grabbing Gwen, Cannonbolt curled up halfway, and though she couldn't see it through her predicament, there was a wide, fanged smirk across his face.

"AH!! Whatever you're doing, don't even-"

"Too late! Tickle-tickle tickle tickle-tickle.." His four-pronged claws wormed their way into Gwen's shirt, scribbling and squeezing against her sides while their unbearable fur fluffed against her midsection. Her tummy jerked around as she writhed and threw her head back.

"Ggg-rr-HHH!!-Hh-HAHAHA-hahahEEEEK! Eeee- Sss-HH-Stoppit! Put me dOHOWN!"

"Hmm... no. Unless.." Laying on his plated shell, Cannonbolt remained nonchalant as Gwen squealed, cackled and bargained. He upped the ante, lightly tracing over her navel and going over her shirt to poke at every individual rib while she was held snug in a bear-hug. "You let me go hero."

"Nnnnn-NEHE-Never!" Fighting the press of its claws, Gwen put up a fight- only urging Ben to further egg her on. Bad idea.

"Well, in that case..." A barrage of quick, spiderlike claw-movements were skidding and skittering around Gwen's tummy. The pine forest clearing around them were as much as a wreck for once, and a familiar voice boomed from within the trees louder than her laughter.

"Benjamin. Kirby. Tennyson." Grandpa Max scolded. Gwen and Cannonbolt stood like deer in headlights, darting their eyes along the mangled campsite. At least there was someone who could keep Ben in check.

Nothing in the Rustbucket worked like it was supposed to. Flushing the toilet was a three-man effort, the oven would start sparking when the stove was on, and most inconveniently, opening the fridge cut the air conditioning- which was left running as the Tennysons trekked back from a strenuous hike at the Grand Canyon, and to their dismay, Ben and Gwen were greeted by a snail trail of melted ice-cream stretching from the faulty fridge.

“Aw, man! That was our only real food!” Ben whined, wiping his brow, standing at the puddle like it was blood at a crime scene. Gwen stood next to him, equally distraught, as the chunks of cookies and cream barely reached their shoes.

“Yeah, if only SOMEONE didn't leave the AC on!” she snapped.

"Oh, that's an easy fix. A little Grey Matter'll work wonders!” The tiny trooper jumped up onto the kitchenette’s counter, over the stove and made a springy leap up to the top of the fridge and launched himself toward the dusty air vent. Incessantly technobabbling to himself, Gwen looked up with a little too much faith in him.

"You know, I think this is one of the only good ideas you've had all summer.."

Grey Matter crawled, slimy hands soldering wires to the best of its abilities. Almost there. Wiping out gunk from crevices without breaking a sweat, his sagacity was paying off well.

“I think it’s working!” exclaimed Gwen, a moment too soon.

“Just a clean around the filter, and..” Red light creeped through the vent as a low jitter signaled the Omnitrix’s cooldown. There was a thud- and Ben’s lower half stuck out through the roof, leaving the air conditioner in worse condition.

"-Unf! Oooowww!!"

Stuck in the vent from his shoulders up, he could do nothing but kick and flail- as Gwen erupted in mocking laughter.

"Hey, hey! Help! Seriously! Stop laughing and let me down! Ugh, I'm telling on you!" Ben whined and kicked at Gwen's face, unaware.

"Oh, I'll help you down, alright.." Her smug smirk, one of pure, unadulterated childlike mischief, was out of sight, which left Ben oblivious to the assault that was to come. Yanking his shoes off with a struggle, and swiftly, her shifting fingers swooped along his socked feet. This was so worth losing an entire tub of ice cream.

"WAIT!!- Nnng- heh-HUH-hahaha-Whahaha-what gi-HI-hihives!?"

"I'm just helping you down, what's with the attitude? Do you want to spend the rest of summer vacation with your head up a vent like an ostrich!?" Gwen played dumb, almost-reluctantly sliding off Ben's left sock, nimble fingers flossing through toes, ringing unrelenting laughter.

"Ggh-HAH-haha-HA!! Stohop making f-huhun of me!" With each trace at the arch and dig at the toes, his face flushed from above. Gripping desperately onto the roof, he thrashed, threatening to crash on the carpet.

"I bet there's a spell in here somewhere.." pondered Gwen.

"nn-NNN-PLEAHASENO!" In fear of the mere suggestion, Ben fell facefirst into the confection on the carpet. Holding back giggles, Gwen walked away as he grumbled.

They wouldn't be getting any cool air for days.

"G-AAAAAAH!!"

A failed leap of faith sent Gwen, donning the Lucky Girl mask, careening down the Seattle Space Needle hopelessly, just barely escaping Charmcaster and her bag of tricks. Her own hero exploits were as infrequent as they were dangerous- which was why, for safety's sake, she would be frequently accompanied by Ben.

"huh-huh-Phew..-whoo-.."

As her arms flailed in an ostrichlike attempt in flight, Stinkfly's gangly hands had grabbed her mid-air, a light buzz coming from his insectoid wings. Gwen was safe and sound- but his putrid smell couldn't escape her.

"I really saved your butt there, didn't I?" his phlegmy voice reverbrated, Charmcaster's flying golems hot on their trail. They weren't any trouble- they were easily apprehended by the goop from his eyestalks.

"Yeah, but you really didn't need to smell like one! Now, hurry!" As they lost the evil enchantress, Gwen sassed and the duo flew toward the Rustbucket. Manoeuvreing over buildings with beating wings and showing off to onlookers, Ben was taking his sweet time for someone she told to hurry.

Gwen rolled her eyes. "What part of hurry don't you under-ST-eEK! " With a mischievous smirk, Stinkfly's legs reached over to poke at Gwen's middle- exposed from the wind blowing against her costume. Letting go of one arm, its brittle claw wormed (insect pun) into her armpit.

"Ahaha-HA! Y-yooo-you-hoo-hoo STINK!" she bucked.

"I know!" Keeping it up, two legs squeezed at the midriff like dough, while another set prodded at her ribs. "Not so lucky, are you now? Are you?" Even in a repulsive form, Ben still couldn't help but boast.

"Ghh-AHAHA-Heh-sto-STAHAHAP!" Gwen cackled. Fortunately, he heeded her demand- but only when they noticed Charmcaster, brandishing her magical bag behind them. Glowing red, the Omnitrix cooled down. Trouble.

"Looks like Lucky Girl has a weakness!.." she cooed. "And, oh, would you look at that! I have just the thing.." As wriggly, teasing stone hands flew towards Gwen, she couldn't help but grumble under her breath. Cousins.

(I ran out of "good" aliens.)

(also Gwendolyn's design is just so fucking good I literally love it for reasons I can't explain)

Another time adventure was the perfect opportunity to whisk Ben and Gwen away from a lunch of fried grasshoppers. Though their presence would cause many, many timeline discrepancies, they were the key to thwarting a major anomaly in Ben 10,000's way ..but their importance wouldn't stop the two from running amok in his headquarters. The two marveled at their own accomplishments, their egoes only expanding in the process.

"Woah! I get to learn more spells?" Gwen leafed through collections of magical runes, unusually eager. A slew of scrolls rolled off onto the metallic floor making a mess. "And that's my black belt!"

"Another hoverboard? Oh-ho-HO, check it out!" Pushing buttons and flipping switches they shouldn't have, the cousins made a mess of the tall tower- and it wasn't long before their future selves stepped up from the elevator doors, glaring dourly.

"What have we told you two about not touching anything?" reprimanded the older Ben. "That was a present from New Petropia!"

"You too, Gwen." Gwendolyn deadpanned. "You know, I'd think us- you out of all people would know better."

"Ugh, jeez! Guess you're still no fun.." The ten-year-old Ben rolled his eyes, blowing a raspberry at his elder- who exchanged a sly, knowing smirk with Gwendolyn.

"Well, we do know a thing or two about fun..." In the blink of an eye, Future-Ben went Four-Arms, holding his younger self up by the wrists with his first pair of arms. Gwendolyn straddled the latter cousin's legs with a wry smile.

"Consider this revenge." she teased, baring her long nails at Gwen, tracing, scribbling and spidering over her sides. Four-Arms, bigger and more rugged than he was in the past, dug into Ben's ribcage and armpits, just harsh enough to be unbearably soft.

"Wha-What are you- Wait! No! We're really so-HORRY! Ah! Haha-hah-heh-HA!" Gwen pleaded through laughter, throwing her head back as her older self dug into her armpits while she thrashed with every touch.

"Ple-HEASE! I'm -huh- not gonna-ha-ha- touch yo-hour stuff! You're gonna KI-HEHE-HILL ME!"

"No use bargaining, shrimp." Changing form, a (new!) agile simian alien emerged and webbed Ben up. "I call him Spidermonkey." Its tail yanked his shoes off, and eight fluffy fingers spidered over his soles. Hitting the floor, he thrashed in silky bonds as one of many new forms exploited weaknesses that he himself knew better than anyone.

"Just s-huh-SE-hehend us to the Null Vo-hoi-d ahat thi-his point!"

"We're just getting started! I've got 9,998 heroes left!"

"You know, Gwen.. great point earlier. I did get to learn more spells. Esthesio Pluma!" The younger redhead gulped, preparing for the worst. Fluffy feathers descended out of nowhere, flitting and floating at the flick of Gwendolyn's wrist. They ghosted over her stomach, telekinetically flying into her shirt to fluff at her belly button. The other plumes brushed over her neck in slow methodical fashion, and into her armpits.

"AH-hehe-HEH-hehehe! Lemme GO-hoho! You've behehe-heen through this!" Gwen reasoned, attempting to swat away the feathers, curling up into a kicky ball.

"Should we let up?" Nonchalantly, the older Ben rasped whilst running around in XLR8's form, waggling his tail quickly over his younger self's stomach while his claws targeted multiple spots simultaneously.

"We don't want us to suffer forever.." Gwendolyn assured, relinquishing control of the floating feathers. As quickly as he started, XLR8 stopped, reverting back into Ben. The past-cousins had a moment to catch their winded breath before getting back on their feet.

"-huff- I'll get me back someday.. Maybe.. now!" Just as Ben was about to slam his watch, his future self poked him on the stomach. "-y-IEEK!"

"If you tried, we'd know." she jeered.

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and that's the end of that! damn, that last one was long. back to requests!

#tickling #tickle community #t-word #tickle fic #tfb community #tickle #tk fic #tickle fanfic #sfw tickling #sfw tickle fic #the main reason im posting this is because my friend said they were awaiting it. do not tell them i said that. .///.#anyways #drabbles am i right?

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vaguely-concerned · 1 year

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I went on a stone age art wikiwalk. come partake in some highlights with me

Çatalhöyük. Often called 'the world's first city' and located in current day Turkey. Here's a probable reconstruction of an interior of the houses:

Seated Woman of Çatalhöyük. A figurine found in Çatalhöyük. Personal note: what the hell this art fucks so incredibly, look at that definition, those shapes!!

Venus of Dolní Věstonice, found in current day Czech Republic. It's dated to 29,000–25,000 BCE (!!!!) and is one of the oldest known ceramic pieces ever made.

I don't know why this got to me as much as it did, but during a scan in 2004 they found the fingerprint of a child between 7-15 on this figurine -- they probably weren't the artist, but must have handled it at some point before it was fired. and somehow that gets me real emotional haha

Venus of Monruz. Found in current day Switzerland, likely about 11,000 years old, and of a profile I feel can only suitably be described as 'absolute dumptruck'. Mostly here for the ass enjoyers to balance out the representation of glorious boobage, if I'm being honest. Some similar figurines were found in Germany and at least one of them are theorized to be made by the same artist; I find this idea absolutely delightful because I love the idea that someone so obviously Knew What They Were About back then. (The actual function of Venus figurines, whether for ritualistic/religious purposes as fertility symbols, works of art, or good old fashioned tit(t)illation is uncertain and contentious (as is the use of 'Venus figurine' as a name for them, accordingly), but in my own humble and entirely unqualified opinion: somehow this one feels deeply horny. someone here was all about that base and didn't care who knew it.)

Venus of Hohle Fels Found in current day Germany, the oldest known clear depiction of a human being we know of, dated to 40,000 -- 30,000 years old. (The Löwenmensch figurine is likely older, but it's kind of unclear if that is meant to depict a human being or a god or what. My unprofessional personal opinion: Yes, that is right; the furries got there first, and I don't see why anyone's surprised fhsdfjak.)

Several male anthropologists have said some deeply exuberantly weird and horny things about this one! It does somehow feel like I'm daring tumblr to strike me down even in the absence of female presenting nipples on display here (nevermind the 'more of a pussy out sort of look' of it all) so maybe they have a point, but I find this piece of art so deeply charming I'm ready to take the chance anyway. I adore the way the hands are rendered especially. I also cannot recommend enough that you go to the wikimedia section of this one, not least because I found THIS in there

the power of transformative art. the anime titty jiggle of our modern day applied to the oldest known human figure. art begets art across the ages

Not a piece of art as such, but the the Neanderthal skeletons found in the Shanidar Cave in the Kurdistan region of northern Iraq fascinate me. Lots of interesting speculation about the possible presence of altruism in Neanderthals brought up from this. Special shoutout to the body known as Shanidar 3: a male person who was between 40 and 50 at the time of his death, and who may have been the first guy we know of to have been stabbed to death by someone. what a claim to fame. Caesar may have done it the most but this guy did it first

This little guy

I can't stop laughing. yes that is exactly how I feel too, trace of French cave art possibly depicting a cave hyena from Le Babiliou Cave, Dordogne, France. You're saying what we're all thinking

#I also went through a fun little hike through some articles on homosexual pair bonded animals and such it was that kind of day lol #art nonsense #ngl I mostly made this post to get to share the possibly-hyena one. it despondently said :/ and I'm so there with it #there were also a bunch of amazing cave paintings from all over the world but I am tired. and sad. so mostly you get boobs&ass jokes today

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termagax · 1 year

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i can RELATE to the shoefucker anon because while my fetish is not That obscure (it's still weird but there are some thriving little horny communities for it) the characters they write about are always ones i could not possibly be less attracted to. it's all anime boys and the fucking‏‏‎ ‎guys‏‏‎ ‎from‏‏‎ ‎stranger‏‏‎ ‎things or‏‏‎ ‎good‏‏‎ ‎omens‏‏‎ ‎or‏‏‎ ‎whatever. god forbid you're a lesbian whose taste in fictional men is exclusively short fat hairy guys and furries. the best i get usually is people's ocs so shoutout to the people who make ocs i love you

GOD NO LITERALLY. MY COMPLETE LACK OF INTEREST IN SKINNY ANIME BOYS MAKES EVERYTHING HARDER.

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faaarawayyy · 1 year

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16. interesting ass question

“if you’d grown up in a different environment, do you think you’d have turned out the same?”

oh wow. yeah this is VERY interesting hmmm….. im gonna take this three different ways. also im gonna get deep into this rn so

if i had grown up in a different family- which, for everyones perspective, i have a mom and a dad (who is chronically ill/disabled) and a year-younger brother who i live with. my mom is mexican, dad is american, so my brother and i are mexican-american. i think if i lived without any of these people there would already be an immediate difference. with only my dad and brother id probably be tougher, but not as happy. with only my mom and brother id be a bit more… not-tough? i guess? its hard to say whether i would be more content or less content than i am now. without my brother it is very easy to say i would be a very different, likely more unhappy person. turn my family into bigots and either which way that would be the same outcome, unhappy and feeling unsafe… yk, im queer, and i think i would be in any life. there is more of my family to take into account (grandparents, aunts/uncles, cousins, etc) and things probably would change about me if they were different too, but theres so many different possibilities with that. i will say there is one specific younger cousin i have so much hope for- i love her dearly and care about her with all i have. our closeness is only separated by the fact we arent siblings, i think. i’m the oldest (non-step) cousin in my family, so there’s a lot that everyone looks up to me for. not having any of them, especially the one i just talked about, would be so… strange, i think. like a missing piece.

if i had grown up in a different irl community, then damn, theres so many possibilities about that too. different city, different state, different country, different views, different ideologies, so so so many things could be so different. i am glad i grew up where i did/am growing up where i am, though. i know amazing and awful people alike and i think thats just… what community is. you will know people you love and you will know people you hate. thats just the nature of people i think. i would not change it though. shoutout to you and my other irl friends on this site <33

and god, if id grown up in a different online community… lets say i never ever stumbled into wof amino (shudders), and things would be so, so, so different in ways i cant even describe. being present online taught me about so many things, mostly about all the many different kinds of people that live and breathe and love on this earth just like me. i was introduced to the queer community, the neurodivergent community, the furry community, three that i identify with so strongly, and countless other peoples, like disabled communities i never wouldve known about otherwise. its crazy to think how much knowledge the online community gave me. despite the bad experiences and the trauma and the hurt ive faced here, too, i cant say anything other than that i love it. its a big part of what shaped me into what i am today. it introduced me to some of my closest friends, my found family (hugest shoutout in the world to freak bin, you guys are my everything) who i consider a wonderful extension on top of who i already have, my biggest inspirations and idols, it helped me find my footing in becoming an artist, a writer, someday an animator, and it helped me discover who i am- this funky queer, neurodivergent girlthing that i am which i had been unable to even fathom or explain to my own self for so long- and for that i have so much love.

i love what i grew up with and all the amazing people with me. i really would be very different without it all.

#blowing platonic kisses to all my friends. u guys all know u are #i love you all #ask #tenne-out-of-ten

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ok HI 2, 12, 16, 20, 22, 25, 31 for the ocs one

2. do you have a personal favorite among your ocs?

if i answered literally any answer besides aurelia jane cervantes. i would be lying. she is my babydarling + the sweet angel of my writing and i will have other oc phases but i will always come back 2 her. my girl. 4eva

12. name an oc that isn’t yours but you like a lot

ZOEY!!!! SWEET TRANSSEXUAL ALIEN JESUS created by @rin0a :) and pyrite my ugly weirdy from @minecraftpissblock and ruby ooby zooby created by @kittyfight and of course blackjack from @grasslandbutch OH AND ALSO SHOUTOUT TO ALL THE M8B GUYS BY ERIE @ribombeee they r my dear friends

16. which one of your ocs would be the best at biology?

joan is more of a chemistry girl but by way of being a huge science buff i think she still takes the cake

20. do any of your ocs sing? If they sing, care to share more details (headcanon voice, what kind of songs they like)?

a couple of them!! i would be remiss not to mention aurelia who despite not being any good at singing loves it so much that she has a special stat bonus when doing karaoke. (she has a really high pitched girly voice and an affinity for pop music) ire can sing and is actually quite good at it (he has kind of a mid-pitch lilted songbird voice and likes singing like… very traditional hymnal choir music) and also there’s thistle who likes singing (she has a higher southern accent and likes indie hippie crunchy folk) some other honorary mentions who don’t have a notable interest in singing but sing from time to time/are good at it: lily, lucien, felicity, cupid

22. is there any oc of yours people tend to mischaracterize? if yes, how?

NICKI. i feel like they r the oc who i hav the most difficulty articulating in full to other people for some reason… idk it’s something abt them. they have a weird moral ambiguity and contradictory personality thing going on that is hard to explain

25. the OC that resembles you the most (same hobby, height, shared like/dislike for something etc?)

i think overall the oc who i’m most similar to (besides ollie who is my literal fursona) is probably jimmy…. we both have mental problems and like weird fashion and hav very similar sillyguy genders ❤️

31. pick one OC of yours and explain what their tumblr blog would be like (what they reblog, layout, anything really)

OH YAY i actually hav a good answer for this one. c1c4d4 actually has a canonical tumblr blog under the username “superevilrobogirl” and she has a very intricate like black and neon green bug themed blog theme that she made herself and she reblogs funnygirl posts and furry art

#ty 4 the ask and SOZ 4 IT BEING SO LONG #aurelia #joan #ire #thistle #nicki #jimmy #c1c4d4 #cjocs #nonsense.txt #my little mailbox

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my favorite kilby block party performances of the past two years

with the month of may fast approaching, the countdown begins for the yearly pilgrimage to the birthplace of the church of jesus christ of latter day saints and indie rock bands, salt lake city utah. kilby block party will forever and always hold a special place in my heart for the two greatest weekends of my young adolescence. there is no greater joy in life than live music with the splendid company of utah natives growing up on dad rock and the coined kilby girls you’ll fall in love with for the short while. as a washington resident, the trek to the inner corner of the mountain west for the two - three day festival (depending on the year) to see the utmost refined lineup in the entire united states amidst finals weeks and graduations is excessive, a little tiring, and an experience of a lifetime. with this year’s lineup consisting of headliners from slow pulp to vampire weekend (a middle school favorite), i felt it was entirely appropriate to take a trip down memory lane to share my favorite performances from the last two years and grow my excitement for the next to come. without further ado, the best (objectively) kilby performances of springs in years past. viva utah.

10. casio ghost

the best part of the casio ghost concert was we had absolutely no intention to see it. the story goes we were famished the second day of 2022 kilby and on the hunt for cheap music festival food (an urban legend) when we stumbled upon both phenomenal, moderately-priced pizza and the self-proclaimed psychedelic surf rock band native to salt lake. at the time, the band only had out two eps and was playing at the smallest stage at the festival, which added to their charm. maybe it was the pizza and being under shade away from the scorching utah sun, but casio ghost I still remember as my favorite kilby concert of a band I had never heard prior. unfortunately the only photo evidence I have is the pizza, but check out these guys :)

9. car seat headrest

if you don’t appreciate lead singer will toledo’s light-up bunny head he wears when he performs that sparked accusations of him participating in the furry community, then maybe car seat headrest’s 2022 kilby performance isn’t exactly your cup of tea. i, however, enjoyed every bit of it. minus being the youngest in the crowd and receiving both unnecessary and off-putting glares from virtually every teetering on middle-aged unenthusiastic fan, the show itself was rocking. incel music with a splash of feminine angst.

8. alvvays

ultimately the reason i chose to trek down to the utah flats in the first place when i saw alvvays was on the lineup, the show was unbeatable. i have admittedly a great amount of biases as the canadian based band has been one of my absolute favorites since i first heard of archie’s wedding proposal. even with my prejudice, alvvays exceeded all my expectations for a performance, debuting two songs off their now acclaimed album blue rev, that had yet to drop, and rocking the stage with classics like adult diversion. and yes, lead singers molly rankin’s voice sounds just like it does it the studio; captivating. alvvays, marry me. enjoy pics of our awful seats.

7. surf curse

easily the most fun I’ve ever had at a live show - the surf curse crowd was simply unbeatable. a few different bands kept referring to the salt lake crowd over the weekend as the best fans for live music right now, and i didn’t fully grasp the truth of that statement before the surf curse show. the mosh was lively, the number of crowd surfers were too great to count, and i must shoutout the almost seven foot tall guy who hoisted me up on his shoulders so I stood ten feet tall. surf curse crowd, and band, as i suppose you put on an equally great show, i’ll remember you for the rest of my days.

6. the strokes

Cmon, it’s the strokes!!! my juvenile obsession with the new york city rock band took ahold of me during their performance. how i would describe the feeling of watching the strokes’ live performance would to imagine yourself playing guitar hero on steroids in front of a dozen 100,000 dollar surround-sound speakers with the actual band. quite frankly, it was awesome and reptilia sounds better in person.

5. clairo

to say i was transcended would be an understatement. clairo’s silky voice and utmost calm demeanor created a dreamy concert-going experience that could both rock you to sleep and illicit an emotional tenderness you didn’t think yourself capable of. she had my favorite visuals of anyone I’ve seen at kilby behind her, and her piano playing skills felt like the (still alive) joni mitchell’s ghost reincarnated and possessed her little body. spectacular.

4. the walters

at the end of the day, i am just a teenage girl and the lead singer of the walters, luke olson, is a beautiful man (he knows it too). i’ve never seen anyone dance, nor sweat, as much as this man - he was jumping into the crowd, doing the splits, and gripping the mic so firmly i thought it would explode. beyond my childish blushing from touching luke olson’s hand and almost passing out, their performance of cottage roads brought me to tears. and yes, there is a member of the band named walter.

3. phoebe f*cking bridgers

As an avid phoebe fanatic, it feels criminal to put her this low, but i decided to push away my biases and offer my readers an objective and most accurate ranking of the kilby performances. this is not to say phoebe wasn’t absolutely spectacular. i cried throughout the entire show, naturally, and was blessed with her surprise song at the end of the show to be the smashing boygenuis hit me and my dog, which she almost never plays at solo shows. phoebe wrapped up the 2022 kilby block party and left me with a bittersweet feeling in my chest as the weekend came to a close, a familiar sensitivity she emotes too well in her music.

2. the pixies

besides being an iconic band for the dad rock crowd everywhere and still performing when they’re a million years old (no offense, ily guys), the pixies performance was the coolest show I’ve yet to attend due solely to the atmosphere. on the third day of the 2023 kilby festival, a lightning storm rolled in during the pixies’ show, and as here comes your man played we all danced in the rain as lighting thundered over an enormous rainbow (i could not make this stuff up). shoutout the utah dessert’s spring storms, because the pixies (almost) stole the title for greatest kilby show thanks to mother nature.

mac demarco

with the sun going down on the utah mountains and the first day of 2022 kilby block party wrapping up, mac demarco came out with his cigarette-stained raspy voice, sporting a bucket hat and a big gapped-tooth smile and captivated every single person in that audience. he opened with on the level and hundreds of hands shot up in the air and didn’t come down as he ended the night with my kind of woman. every single song felt like a sensual dopamine rush and his off-kilter and strange commentary in between sets ranging from discussions of motels, cigarettes, and utah laid down an inexplicable vibe, what he does best at. all the worries of the world were laid to rest as mac demarco sat on stage and sang only the best of his discography. easily my most rememberable, favorite, and spectacular show i’ve witnessed - you’ll go down in history for me baby.

until next year. happy mothers day.

xoxo

gabi

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skyburialatnight · 2 years

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2022 favs meme! Thanks to @take-in-time for tagging me!

I truly don't remember half the things I've done but let's see! I've changed the format because it's me and I ramble.

If you want an excuse to ramble about your fave media, I'm tagging you!

favorite books

I was really into Roopa Farooki's books this year. She's a Pakistani-British writer, and her books are about dysfunctional Pakistani families that are immigrants. I read:

-Everything is True, about her time as a doctor in the first 40 days of Covid

-The Way Things Look to Me, about three siblings whose parents have died, meaning the two older siblings need to support the youngest, and how they do (or don't) do that.

-The Good Children, about four siblings, two men and two women, who grew up with an abusive mum, and how that's impacted their lives as adults

Other shoutouts to:

-Nona the Ninth by Tamsyn Muir

-the Murderbot Diaries by Martha Wells

-the Dr Greta Helsing trilogy by Vivian Shaw, Gods of Jade and Shadow, and Mexican Gothic by Silvia Moreno-Garcia

-Waiting for Elijah by Kate Wild (this one was sad)

-The Darkness Outside Us by Eliot Schrafer (loud screaming)

-the Something is Killing the Children Graphic Novels

-Interviews with Monster Girls manga

favorite movies

I never goddamn watch movies even though I should. So here are the ones I've watched that I enjoyed:

-The Bad Guys (the animated one with another wolf man to add to the tumblr's furry roster)

-The Batman (It was so long but yeah I really liked it!)

-Uhhhhhhhh

-Thor Love and Thunder (it was mindless, not as good as Ragnarok, but I had fun)

-Rehearsal for a Murder (I watched this one cos the local community theatre is going to produce it next year and I wanted to see if any parts suited me. Alas not. But it was a good film! Also young Jeff Goldblum lmao)

favorite songs:

-This was the year of Rina Sawayama for me, especially XS, Bad Friend, Hold the Girl, and Frankenstein

-Your Love (Deja Vu) by Glass Animals

-Go Your Own Way and the Chain by Fleetwood Mac (thanks OFMD)

-The Loneliest Time by Carly Rae Jepsen (the song not the album >.>)

-Peach by Broods

-Shake It by Loona

-Music for a Sushi Restaurant by Harry Styles (again the song not the album lmao)

Also shoutout to other Top 40 songs that kept me company on my drives for work because my car was made 2008 and has no USB ports/bluetooth: About Damn Time by Lizzo, Unholy by Sam Smith and Kim Petras, Faith by Georgia Lines, Cuff It by Beyonce, Bad Habit by Steve Lacy, Late Night Talking by Harry Styles and Stay with Me by Calvin Harris

favorite shows:

-Uhhh does dimension 20 count? Well it does now. It's all I've watched.

-Also EXU: Calamity

-Also drawfee. Big year for drawfee.

-The Watcher Boys!

-And I've also gotten back into watching Dodger's streams

-Actual Shows though?? Uhhhh I've watched Spy x Family and Mob Psycho 100 and those are good

-This is a statement I'm going to put out into the world: I WILL watch succession next year, instead of just going into the tag, and watching youtube compilations

I'm adding Favourite Games because this is all I think about:

-DISCO ELYSIUM a game I have never played because I'd just get anxious but love So Much

-Persona 5, a game I have only watched a playthrough of but may One Day Play when it is less than $100 on steam

-Death's Door -it's very cute and difficult but not too hard!

-Coral Island - It's only early access but Boy it's good

-Dead Cells

-The Great Ace Attorney a game I'd like to play but am currently just watching it being streamed by Rythian

-The Case of the Golden Idol - I watched Secret Sleepover Society play it and it's So Good. It's very Obra Dinn like and that's one of my favourite games

favorite memories:

-seeing lots of plays with the acting class! especially the First Prime Time Asian Sitcom which really just drilled a hole into my brain and was like 'hey all the issues around media representation for Asian people you think about so much? lets talk about it)

-hanging out with the Coffee Crew (when I had the spoons which is not often) and laughing til I cry

-i went to the museum for my birthday and brought my family along and it went super well! We thought it would be too much for my sister cos crowds but she loved it!

-I'm a fully registered speech therapist now! I love my work, and my colleagues, in this brutal capitalist hellscape I've got one of the best jobs and workplaces ever.

-Every time I go to see a child and their face lights up because they're so happy to see me. Best part of the job!!

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hezuart · 2 years

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Here's a photoshop edit of my take on the Hazbin Hotel Redesigns! Some of the recent redesigns have felt unbalanced in color, so I decided to try it out myself and give some fixes! Though Alastor's I'm still unsatisfied with. You can see the struggle in the lineup. There are too many good ones.

Shoutout to @darlinkaz on twitter for their black-gloved Angel Dust design, they were gOING places with that. I just made them fingerless, and gave him some bracelets!

Alastor's red suit and shirt are iconic, but that's all there is to his color scheme. To break it up, I added more gold in both his shirt and eyes and messed around with some white. What design do you guys like better? I actually like Alastor better with a tie, but I felt like removing his bow tie felt... wrong... despite most of the cast having bow ties.

Definitely prefer Charlie's redesigned hair. A lot cuter and makes more sense. Her redesigned outfit is very nice, but everyone complained about too much red. Keeping her pants black and adding just a slight red tint to her eyes should do the trick! (Also her long white shirt? I'm in love... she looks so professional!)

Vaggie's new design made me think she was going to Sunday church, however, I will recognize again, that she looks more professional in that button-up shirt than the last outfit she wore. The problem is again, too red. So I took her new outfit and mixed it with her old color scheme, and kept her stocking because she's gotta keep some of her gothic pastel personality! I also gave her boots, and her redesigned hair, and took off her bow strings since I feel like... with all that hair it's unnecessary to have them be that long, especially for the animators to deal with.

Husker's new design isn't out yet, but he too has too much red. Don't even get me started on those symbols, my god, those poor animators. So I simplified his colors to mostly black and brown! And I gave him shirt sleeves, and gasp- PANTS! With a belt! My man may be a furry, but he's not a nudist. He looks like a legit fancy bartender now.

Niffty doesn't have her new design yet, but her current one needed a lot of help. I erased her odd bullet holes in her shirt and instead gave her yellow polka dots on her dress! She has a gold/orange shirt, and an apron. She also has a new hairstyle that better represents a 50s hairstyle with a classic headband bow! She's so much more cute and charismatic now. A proper housekeeper.

Angel Dust's redesign was pretty solid up until it got to the gloves. I love the long gloves, but the pink AND white gloves? Unbalanced and distracting... feels weird. So as mentioned, kept his redesigned look; used @darlinkaz's black glove design but made them fingerless gloves, and gave Angel Dust some cute pink bracelets to be more fashionable! I also added hot pink soles to his heels. Some people draw Angel Dust with his classic hat, but Angel Dust seems like a character that gets with the times. I think he seems more genuine without his hat, especially since the mob business is what messed him up in the first place. I think he'd want to separate himself from that.

Anyway, that's what I've got so far! spindlehorse pls hire me

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horanghoe · 3 years

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those purrfect boys ♡

(a hybrid!svt, poly!svt smut drabble)

!! CURRENTLY BEING EDITED !!

(check back in soon for an updated version)

members/group: Mingyu + Joshua Hong / SVT

pairing: poly!svt, both boys act as the boyfriends' partner

genre: fluff, heavy smut, hybrid!svt, poly!svt, smut drabble, minors dni !!

T/W's : heavy smut with frequent mention of hybrid features; this is purely fiction and not intended to harm. If you don't like hybrid!au's, please scroll on, peace and love!!

!! mentions of momentary choking, fingering, otherwise nondescript.

Pls dm me if you would like a trigger warning added <3

shoutout to my fellow furry loving idiots

<3 @raibebe & @flowerboykun & @kthpurplesyou <3

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“Ahh - Mingie -” You whined nasally, gripping to the solid thighs that slid underneath you as arms wrapped around your torso, pulling you down into a large embrace.

“What are you up to, you massive idiot feline?”

A low grumble like a crackling fire vibrated against the back of your ribs.

“I like being close to you. You’re warm. And I’m bored.”

A solid black tail curled upward to flop back down with a thump against the sofa beside you. The ghost of a kiss was placed to your pulse; your heart beginning a familiar thump in your chest.

“Mingie -” You warned, hesitant to relax fully into the back hug that his arms coaxed you into.

Your gentle sigh of acceptance shrugged your shoulders, encouraging the hands that gripped and pulled needily at your limbs. Finally pulling you under the blanket with some shuffling, you started to feel exactly what it was that was bothering him.

“I’m so hot for you like this kitten, all domestic, you’re so pretty for us~ ” He purred with a hot breath against your cheek, permeating the sentence with a lick at the shell of your ear and a giggle pressed to your hair.

The action caused a shiver to shoot up your spine. Your whines of protest only encouraged the male to pull you higher up his legs, pressed firmly against his torso. But you couldn’t help the roll of your eyes, nor the lilt of laughter escaping your body with sudden affection.

He pulled you onto his larger limbs, propping his feet up against the coffee table - much to your dismay - and wrapping his large arms around your body.

Admittedly, you didn’t hate it. The blanket fuzzed against your skin as Mingyu shuffled, and you puffed a sigh that released the last tension in your body. Mingyu giggled at you as you flopped your body back, head falling to his shoulder.

“Are you wearing my shirt? It smells good on you, Y/N.” He grinned, taking the roll of your eyes and avoidant eyes as a solid yes. The rumble against your back deepened for a moment, before ceasing. A wave of ease washed over your scalp as you melted into the panther's body.

“What are you watching, anyway?” You spoke through a yawn.

Mingyu shrugged behind you as you watched him reach to the remote under your leg. The veins in his beefy forearms flexed and you had to blink yourself a new emotion before he pressed play.

“Some old shit. I like it. It’s funny. Me and my sister used to watch it when we were kids.”

Mingyu was too pure for such a hot guy. You smiled up behind you, his shyly folded ears and pout completing the look.

“We can change it - if you want? Or not… If you have something to do… Just really wanted to spend some time together… If that’s okay?”

Completely at will to the gentle giant of a feline that radiated with warmth, you beamed.

“We can keep this on, pretty kitty. And it’s fine, we only have the dishes left, no lectures or anything else today. I can stay with you baby.” Mingyu’s ears rolled forward towards you, along with soft eyes. Softened at your baby talk. You stretched up to peck a gentle kiss to the corner of his mouth, snuggling into the space under his chin as he pulled you close, pressing play.

You hadn’t expected your night to end up like this. Snuggling so close to your hybrid housemate Mingyu that every exhale rumbled a soothing rhythm against your hips, reverberating from deep within his chest. Making out in hot and heavy spurts until the hours spun by; cleaning tasks completely forgotten as the lazy male lay with you on his lap, right where he wanted you.

You had originally started the day with a solid plan to clean the shared apartment you and your two hybrid partners lived in. Of course, you hadn’t taken into account how needy Mingyu was feeling, getting tugged into his snuggle pile of blankets and snacks as soon as you had exited from placing the hoover under the stairs.

You had missed the way the panther flopped onto the seat, annoyed at the noise at first, only to watch as you ended up in all sorts of precarious positions trying to get into tight corners. Your little puffs and sighs made his ears, heart - and cock - feel all fluttery, tail swishing as he planned and executed his capture approach.

Things had started cleanly at this university. You swore never to crush on these disgustingly beautiful men and failed within the first year. Mingyu, the large clumsy panther, served to act as the hot idiot between the three of you; full of only good vibes and energy drinks. Your other boyfriend - Joshua - served as the mediator. His cool and collected energy levelled out the energy you two emitted. And despite what he seemed - he had an edge to him that made you both melt.

This wasn’t so bad, you mused, adjusting yourself on Mingyu’s large body to sit more comfortably. Under the blanket, Mingyu wore jogging pants and one of his loose but thermal no-sleeved-vest shirts. You always argued they were useless, but he swore that it worked. More like his body temperature was too high, but you let him win.

In honesty, the film playing on your large TV screen (via the God of Netflix), was mostly serving as white noise. And as you peered around you, you came to a sudden realisation.

Mingyu was huge.

Like, really fucking big.

That, or you were tiny. Either way, your mind wandered, looking down at how far his legs ended compared to yours, the large hands resting on your bare thigh under the blanket and his breath passing over the height of your cheek.

Truthfully, Mingyu had only one lingering thing set on his mind.

His black tail curled curiously fast, then thumped back down onto the sofa. Curled…. Then unfurled. You peered up to the boy behind you; your suspicious squint met with a twitching smile and gorgeous dark brown eyes.

Your jaw slacked as his large warm palms moved under your loose borrowed white tee - his fingers brushing against your nipple before gently kneading your breast. You exhaled softly, meeting the lips that brushed at yours.

He led with a lethargic pace; gentle kisses charging with heat as he licked at your open mouth, swallowing your noises as he gently kneaded your breast. Fuck, you thought, his hands cupped them whole. The whole thing was rushing blood straight to your head. And Mingyu could tell.

You pulled away from the kiss to sigh softly, falling back into the comfortable puddle of blankets and your lovers’ chest. Mingyu nuzzled at your neck, rumbles making your head vibrate with lust.

“You smell so sweet, God, so wet already baby? I’ve been thinking about you all week, you know… You spend too much time with Joshie.”

You peered up at him with a quizzical look.

“Is that really what you think, baby?”

He purred deeply, the noise escaping past his lips as he opened them to press a kiss to your mouth. Mingyu nodded when he pulled away. But he didn’t look sad, if anything the smirk warned you of this next headliner.

“I hear the way you mewl for him - you’ve never told me to go harder or faster. Maybe he’s not treating you right? I’ve never smelt you get wet enough with him, either…”

His cocky tone took a second to process before you scoffed. Pulling your hand scratching at his tail away, to cross them under the blanket.

“He’d choke you if he heard you saying shit like that, y’know? You’d probably enjoy that - Joshie’s little slut puppy.”

“Whatever, kitten.” He snarled in a humorous tone, shuffling down even further to lay halfway down. Biting a hickey at your thin skin before pulling the body heat away from you, as his tail curled and thumped in a steady pattern.

Clearly, he was playing some kind of game. And clearly, with his hard-on pressed directly under your pulsing vagina, he was winning.

You kissed your teeth. Really, you had no ground to stand on here. The guy really could smell you, and from other rooms. He could hear better from Joshie, too.

As you turned to look at his face, he pointedly ignored you. Hands retracting from under the warmth of your shirt - abandoning the warm skin he had been holding for you - to cross over his own chest.

“You’re being whiney, Mingie. Stop being a brat.”

Mingyu flattened his ears, tail flicking.

“What,” you teased. “Would you have preferred if I told you how Joshie only fills me half as well? That nobody could make me feel the way you do? Just because you have a big cock, doesn’t mean he doesn’t have other means, you silly pussy cat.”

Mingyu’s eyes flicked to yours, only half pissed as he fought the smile twitching at his chin. He huffed, turning his head further.

Glaring at him with a stuck-out tongue, you considered the best way to get him over this display of neediness.

Testing the waters, you ground down onto his wide crotch. Dragging yourself across him hard, and slow.

The male almost bolted up, sitting up to tug you closer to his body - once again - all in one motion.

“Y/N … That was mean… I’m trying to have a nice, innocent snuggle with you here, don’t exploit me like this!” He whined in a high pitched tone straight into your shoulder, nipping at you playfully.

“Yeah right, you’ve had a hard-on ever since I mopped the kitchen. You’re way too obvious.” You laughed lightly

Loving the way his ears flicked against the exposed skin of your shoulders; tail pulling in to curl against your newly exposed thigh in shyness. Not before Mingyu readjusted the blankets, relenting his teasing to allow for the warmth of his body to surround you once more.

The sun was set halfway into the sky. Josh had lectures until the late afternoon, and both you and Mingyu intended to procrastinate for as long as possible. As you watched the busy life outside your wide-set window, Mingyu relaxed behind you. Resting his hands underneath your shirt at your hips, rubbing circles as he lazily watched the comedic scenes play out on the wide set screen once more.

“Mingie - I have an idea, baby.”

When you turned to see him, his half-lidded eyes - through lust and relaxation - met you. Lazily running his fingers up your rib cage to watch you shiver, before settling again.

“Oh?” He lazily yawned, canines appearing as he settled into a smile.

“Mmm,” you nodded, shifting your hips down to test out your theory. At the same time, reaching behind to massage the skin at the edge of his left ear. His eyes closed with a purr vibrating against your pelvic bone - not helping the intense ache happening - as your nails ran against his sensitive spot.

He affirmed your devious plans via his lustful grunt, torso twitching up to attention and ears folding back at the sensitivity of being ground down upon. He practically flopped forward onto you; his cock throbbing to attention as he whimpered into your hair. Retracting your hand to let him think, Mingyu yawned the fuzz away from his brain. Nodding at you to continue as he slumped back behind you.

“You obviously want to watch this movie, and the sequel right?” Mingyu scowled at you, unsure, before nodding. His fingers grew more distracting - pausing to swallow the saliva in your mouth before continuing.

“But you want cuddles, and want me here?” He nodded one more time, eyebrows drawing down in puzzlement.

“Where are you going with this Y/N?” He grumbled, reaching to pause the film. But you stopped him, allowing him to sit back again before continuing.

“So,” You continued, taking a big huff of air and puffing out your cheeks before sighing it out in one whole word.

“What if we try that cock-warming thing you and Joshie wanted to try a while back? I think it could work right now, and you’re so warm, so… It might be relaxing?”

Mingyu gawked at you. Eyes blinking before he laughed softly, black ears rolling forward to point directly at you, scanning for any minute sign of comedy or ungenuine softness.

His tail had even paused, twitching against your colder palms as you reached for the comfort of his body. Running your fingers through the thick fur tickling your leg and twirling the limb against your palm, distracting you from the dilation of Mingyu’s eyes, ebbing into moons.

“You know, where you like - sit on your partner's dick - and it can feel comforting…”

For once in his life, Mingyu was shocked to a loss of speech.

"Mingie, say something, please, before I ask for God to smite me down, right here right now. Maybe - ahh, never mind, I’m sorry I never should have said anything…"

Mingyu chuffed affectionately behind you, a soft breath that told you how much he loved you like this - so small and needy. moving to sit up as he shook his head. Feeling you turn to shyness as he nuzzled your neck. He knew exactly what it took to unwind you again, mumbling against your hair and nipping at your skin.

“Don’t get all shy ~ I know what it is, kitten. I'm just surprised you brought it up. When Joshie mentioned it - you didn’t want to try it? You said it was too intimate? … Just confused is all, angel.”

Positively frustrated and unable to voice the filthy feelings and thoughts in your body, you simply sighed, nodding a quiet “Yeah, I guess I did say that…” towards your lap.

Mingyu hummed behind you in thought.

He wasn’t opposed. If anything, small sparks set alight in his gut and blood rushed down to his crotch. His nose twitched as your thighs subconsciously drew together. His eyes quickly followed, ears too, as your legs moved ever so slowly together. Trying to ease the want in your soul and the pulsing of need inside your veins.

Mingyu emitted a low grumble that sent a shiver shooting up your spine - gentle lips against your shoulder quickly growing into small nips and licks behind your jaw, until you released the tension in your body, overcome by the heat spreading to your chest. His hands had slid up against your skin, pulling your cotton tee up his arm as he groped at you benevolently, before pulling up to grip at your pulse. Your head went dizzy at the reflection staring back at you on the TV, like something out of a novelty homemade porn scene.

“We can try it, baby - if that’s what you want?” He practically purred with smugness into your temple, a heaven-sent palm reaching to settle your inner thigh. The other retreated back to brush over your sensitive nipple.

You nodded quickly, turning to cry out as your nipple was pinched and rolled so sinfully. He had you sighing at the rough tongue swiping into your mouth from above. Your hand reached to brace his jaw as he squeezed intermittently at your inner thighs.

Mingyu was so filthy.

It didn’t take very long until his fingers were knuckle deep in your cunt.

His lazy pace matched his shameless nonchalant, un-rushed attitude.

He had you laying further back as he slid into an almost horizontal position. Continuing to watch the film as he worked you up enough to take him and his gifted member for a yet-to-be-determined amount of time.

The whole thing was really getting you hot and bothered - maybe even more so than Mingyu.

Laying like this - knees spread apart and draped over Mingyu's leg, his two long middle fingers pumping in and out of you at a slow but steady pace, thumb tapping and pressing occasionally against your clit - your mind was slowly melting into a puddle of just him.

As the fleece of the blanket brushed against your skin, his smell of pine and musty natural perfume swam into your brain - and you thanked the heavens for his genetics giving you the hormonal spell of becoming pliable for the predator, proved true by the vibrations of his body acting as a vibrator against your sensitive core.

“Mingie -” You whined softly, thighs twitching as he slowly and steadily brought you into an upcoming orgasm. Your nails left tiny crescent moons in his forearms, but he loved the image and was a sucker for a little play-pain.

“Little kitty gonna cum? Hmm?” Mingyu chuckled, running his rough tongue against your ear until you mewled.

“My beautiful little girl, so tight and wet, you’re so pretty, hmm? Do you know how good you look, so small and cute on my lap? You’re so tiny - I could eat you whole -” He permeated his sentence by biting at the juncture of your neck, making your whole body twitch and cry out.

“Y-yeah, m-maybe…” You managed, unsure which part exactly you were agreeing with.

He laughed lovingly, his hand resting on your thigh moving up to play with your breast once more. Lazily. Filthily. Licking on his fingers before running the cold pads of his fingers over your nipple, chuckling against your hair.

“Aah, I’m close…” You whimpered, but Mingyu kissed his teeth with a soft shake of his head. A pout emerged as he spoke to you in a baby tone. Not to mock you as Joshua might, but playfully.

“Maybe?” His voice drawled, a rumble following the hot breath on your neck.

He sucked at your neck, releasing with a pop. Running his tongue up your pulse until he met your jaw. Finally, he could only smell himself on you. Just the way you knew he liked it.

“Tsk, that just won’t do, kitty. What do you need, hmm? Tell me. It’s all about you baby ~ ”

He left hot and heavy kisses on the opposite side of your jaw as you moaned, your hands gripping at his forearms as he squeezed your breast and pumped his fingers into the perfect spot all at the same time. Curling up as your hips tilted forward, so beautiful and unholy all at the same time. There was nothing better than this.

He pumped his fingers fast, catching you off guard. Not once. Twice. But again, and again. Until you cried out for him to stop, finally answering.

“You-you’re so big Mingie - please - nngh - you gotta stretch me out…”

Your body twitched, so close to release as the static built in your veins. He laughed softly, getting the hint.

Slowly, but surely, a third finger was added. His other hand abandons your breast to play with your clit. It was like he didn’t care, but he was just so attuned he knew when to start the rhythmic pattern that had you curling in on yourself.

Your orgasm was a steady rise; prickling at the nerves in your fists as your mind acknowledged the familiar build of pressure at your cervix.

Rubbing to the pace of your hips movements, Mingyu’s heart ached as his ears rolled forward, watching you release completely and come undone on top of him. His eyes softened as you moaned out his name, nails digging into his forearms and body curling inwards.

He kept his fingers pumping slowly deep inside of you until you twitched, whining for him to comfort you. He cooed softly, retreating his hand to pepper your face in kisses and sit up, pulling you somehow even closer to him in a back hug. He nuzzled you until the stars between your eyes relented, turning to kiss his cheek.

He grinned sheepishly before bringing his wet fingers to his mouth, sucking them clean with a wink.

You whined needily as you ground down into his lap.

“Kitty, please…” You begged Mingyu’s tail swishing at your baby name for him.

He abided happily, allowing you to rise on shaky legs before tugging down your pyjama shorts and cute cotton underwear for you. Pulling his own joggers and boxers down eagerly.

He stopped you before your knees could turn and hit the floor though; simply buzzing to not waste time.

“Don’t you need -”

“No, I'm good thanks angel.” Mingyu stated softly, shaking his head.

You laughed gently, not having realised how horny the dude actually was - his throbbing cock having leaked already onto his belly within the mere seconds of release. He used his strength to spin you up and back around, kissing your spine as he held you still.

“You okay? Don’t need more prep?”

You peered back to see what had made his pitch change, only to see him pumping his own cock with an unusually tight and slow fist. His neck and ears flushed red, torso tensing before he peeked up to see why you had grown so quiet.

Upon meeting your lustful line of vision, he giggled, eyes turning away bashfully.

“I’m good. Real fucking good.” You mumbled, looking at him entirely. The dude was big, and it was making your stomach flutter in excitement.

He kissed your shoulder as he tugged you down, sitting you on his thighs before lifting you again. Placing a loving kiss against your cheek.

You were just lucky he was strong and unusually affectionate for a feline - dutifully holding onto your hips as you slowly sunk down on him, until your toes curled and you cried out, rolling forward to moan at the feeling of his twitching member so deeply snug inside of you.

Your heartbeat hit heavily against your eardrums as you reached his hips, finally, and his arms wrapped firmly and fully over your torso to pull you fully against him. The vibration in his body shot straight up into your core and made you shiver in delight.

“God - fuck, kitten, you take my dick so well… Jesus…”

His cheek rested on your hair as he tried to steady himself, breathing hot puffs of air onto your cheek. Mewling like the baby you knew he was. He huffed like he had run a marathon, as you melted into his arms, supported and full.

The hairs on the back of Mingyu’s head stood on end - his sixth sense telling him that Joshua was near, mixing with the feeling of his nerves bursting alive underneath you. He was nothing if an exhibitionist and a pleaser; thumbs smoothing the nerves in your hips until your core ceased its tight breath-taking grip.

The patience lasted…. For a while.

The forgotten film was rewinded, then played again as you both relaxed as much as possible. But Mingyu was practically quivering with the effort of not moving and soon he just had to express his position, before he snapped and accidentally hurt you with fervour.

Your lover grabbed you tightly, thighs tense and body obviously strained as his forehead rested on your shoulder; the feline completely dazed to your cooing. His tail wrapped against your leg under the blanket, pulled close to his body to stay steady.

You reached a hand up and back to scratch at the base of his ears, a low whine and then a steady and strong purr being the expected reaction - until Mingyu used his grip on you to lift you up to his chest discreetly, pulling out enough to thrust firmly back up into you.

“Fuck, you’re so tight and wet, kitten. It feels so damn good. I’m going to get blue balls at this rate… God, you’re so pretty, please, please can I move?”

At his thrust, you cried out softly. The nerves under your skin frying at the ends at such a mind-numbing feeling.

He just fit so well, it was disgusting.

You tried to think of a reason to keep this escapade going until your brain pulled a blank, his nuzzling at your hair causing you to reach back up.

With a solid nod and fingers massaging at his sensitive ears Mingyu went into overdrive.

Every nerve he had been using to remain still for the past thirty minutes burst into use; practically ploughing up into you as he leaned back and set his feet steady on the floor.

You could do nought but cry out, eyes firmly shut and mind fried into pleasure as he fucked up into you with a fury you simply weren’t prepared for.

The next few moments happened all at once.

The door to the apartment clicked open, your head flopping back as you moaned aloud like an absolute whore, immediately locking eye contact with Joshua, the male sighing as he dropped his stuff on the island near the door.

If he did feel anything other than annoyance, the emotion never registered on his face. Or his entire body, in fact.

He acted as if it was normal to walk into you getting absolutely ravaged, mid-afternoon with the orange sun setting beautifully behind you and the obviously lazed-in living room.

Joshua shrugged off his coat, hanging it on the hanger rack and kicking off his shoes before moving to grab a fresh drink of water from the fridge.

The whole thing was filthy and absurd; Mingyu changing his pace into solid thrusts, a loud moan released with each pressure-building pull rubbing against your walls. Joshua watched you both with an unreadable emotion from the kitchen, loosening the buttons at his smart white shirt collar before sipping at the water in the cup.

When he had had enough, he began to go and get himself settled for the evening.

Smiling at you placidly and pecking you on the lips as he walked past the sofa to the hallway leading to your rooms. Before reaching up to grip firmly at Mingyu’s messy hair, yanking his hair back until his neck was exposed.

Mingyu slowed his thrusts to a halt, his concentration thrown off as his scalp was gripped in blissful pain. He yowled loudly at the other male, Joshua tutting from the hallway before turning into his room.

But everybody heard the loudest rumble of a purr that had been emitted in a good while - followed by a twerk of his hips, and a low mewl of submissiveness to the older male.

“Hello to you too, Mingie.” He snickered mostly to himself, pulling away, pleased.

“Don’t cum on the couch, or I’ll make you clean it out like last time.” He called to Mingyu, pausing before the bedroom door to watch you. His eyes undressed you, slowly enough to make you moan softly, his face creasing into a smile and an air kiss.

“Pretty idiots.” He mumbled to himself as he reached his room - coat and bag thumping against his bed. He had had a long day. Week, even. But every day you two reminded him why it was he took this stupidly difficult Business degree. To fall in love every night with a pair of idiots. His idiots.

The swishing of material - his shirt and blazer being thrown into the wash bin - was a more welcoming and familiar sound over the huffing coming from Mingyu. Tail swishing in annoyance. Ears flat on his head. You peered back at him with a giggle.

“Can’t you see we are - well we were busy here; until someone rudely interrupted!” Mingyu shouted in frustration, mostly from his climax being ripped away. His voice permeated with a steady roll of a growl that had you laughing from the ticklish feeling.

In the room, Joshua’s vest was already being tugged off from under the itchy pressed cotton. His slim grey tail curled beautifully at his ankles, flicking up at your giggles and Mingyu’s soft voice. Joshua always looked so clean and handsome. And even more so as he crossed over to the bathroom in only slacks and a towel over his shoulder. His abs were on full display in the bathroom mirror, glittering as he washed his face.

“Shut up kitten, you love it.” He called cooly, Mingyu yowling softly into your hair and skin.

“I’m not a kitten.” He huffed, accepting your pat on his head as he caught his breath from going way too hard and fast too quickly.

You giggled, his biceps squeezing you possessively against him as he stopped to kiss and bite at your neck. With the way the two boys were acting; the expected, normal feeling of being embarrassed at someone walking in, was completely abolished.

“Well - I guess we’re back to square one?” You laughed out loud as Mingyu grumbled.

His tail thumped in annoyance, ears remaining flat against his head as he moved you both so that you were on your knees face down on the length of the sofa. You let him move you, as his hands were gentle, no matter his annoyance.

You nestled your face into the soft blanket below you as you prepared for what was to come.

Only, as Mingyu gripped your love handles and started to align himself in annoyed silence, Joshua returned. Moving to sit down in the space between your head and the sofa arm.

Mingyu yowled lowly at the elders' presence so close to you; his nature pushing him to be more possessive than usual.

Before a sharp look from Joshua made him turn away with flushed cheeks. Tail curling in against your joint legs.

“Don’t get cocky, Mingyu. Quit the attitude - and finish what you started, poor Y/N - before I edge you into next week. We all know how rough you like it. So prove it.”

As if to prove a point, Joshua in his newly adorned hoodie and shorts, grabbed the remote from the space under your belly, flicking through the TV as Mingyu lost his last nerve, deciding that he was ready to play the game.

Mingyu’s thrusts hit deep and heavy. His thrusts hit all the right places at this angle; each tap of his hips solid; and frustration evident, practically staring down Joshua over your body. But he didn’t pay him any notice, reaching to brush the sticky hair from your neck instead.

Joshua’s hand carded through your hair, before gripping carefully to pull your head up. Kinder than how he had gripped Mingyu’s.

You practically drooled onto his leg as Mingyu whined, his whole body twitching as he reached the peak. Thrusting you forward onto his lap. His voice had always been so gosh darn pretty, breathy and vocal as his abs flinched, face scrunching in blind pleasure.

Joshua chuckled, releasing your head to allow you to rest on his thigh, carding through your hair and massaging your head as you melted into mind-numbing bliss.

If he hadn’t had such a testing day, he may have wanted to join. But he was content just to watch.

Mingyu soon came, forcing himself to pull out and cum all over the back of your thighs, collapsing onto the sofa behind you with a deep contented rumble that vibrated the whole seat. Ears softened to the side of his head and his eyes still shut.

You didn’t orgasm, but the feeling alone was enough to make your entire body and mind fuzzy enough to slack into Joshua’s lap.

As expected, the boy had been watching the entire time.

You moaned softly, shuffling up after Mingyu swiped your skin clean with the designated nearby towel. Immediately meeting Joshua’s mouth as he pinched your jaw on the way up to his handsome features.

His kisses were softer than Mingyus’. Not necessarily better - or worse - but evil in the way he pulled away before you could ask for more.

He pulled away to purr softly - face soft and completely enamoured to the flush of your cheeks and willingness to help him out.

His purrs were consistent, and a softer vibration than the big cat behind the two of you. Joshua’s pretty grey hair matched his spotted ears and tail

“H-hi… You looked handsome today… Umm, I-I didn’t come Joshie…” You tried to explain with a pleading tone.

He tutted at you cutely, shaking his head and swiping at the hair on your forehead, before meeting your mouth to meld your mind with teeth and tongues. Joshua guided you to sit on his thigh. Hand unhesitantly, and without question, reaching to smooth through your wet core, kissing away the moans in your mouth as he focused on your clit. Fingers moving carefully in rotation with his purr growing in pitch as your body melded against his.

He was so much subtler than the Panther in his mannerisms. And you could see why. Joshua was an Egyptian Mau - reserved, athletic and very choosy of his favourites. Of which, you were one.

With Mingyu trailing his tail over your skin besides the two of you, and Joshua knowing exactly too well how to make you cum - you sobbed tears of love as your body twitched into release. Building, building, building - before releasing with strangled moans, hands gripping at the grey hair tickling your neck, and the forearm keeping you grounded.

Pulling out as much of this as he could; Joshua kissed you softly before slipping his tongue against the roof of your mouth, completely fixated on making you as gone like the boy behind you. Fucked dumb and soft. He certainly got you there, and embarrassingly quickly.

He pulled his hands away as you whined at sensitivity, head milling around the room at the intensity of the orgasm.

“You okay beautiful? Kitten?” Joshua spoke through his unusually deep purrs; kissing at the sore hickeys behind your jaw. You nodded - Mingyu too. Joshua taking his last moments of lust to kiss you into a soft state.

When you pulled away from the last of his kisses, you were overcome with a yawn, settling to a glass being pressed to your lips. You blinked at Joshua before allowing him to help you drink from the cool water. You watched as he did the same to Mingyu, behind your head - the panther positively fucked out as he shuffled closer to rest his body near the two of you.

The large male lay his body behind your legs as you shuffled onto the sofa, leaning into Joshua's side. He rubbed at your colder hands affectionately, tail curling at your ankles, before reaching up and back to massage at his big idiot's lock of hair.

“Joshie, do you -” Joshua quickly hushed you, gripping your wrist as it descended to his crotch.

“Not tonight, love. I’m good. Thanks.” You frowned with a slight pout.

“But -”

He silenced you with a chaste kiss, shaking his head with soft eyes.

“It’s not you - I’m just tired. Maybe later.” His voice melted you like warm caramel.

And you folded, settling your head against his shoulder and loving the feeling of being sandwiched between the two of them as Mingyu lay on your hip and legs like a custom made body pillow.

“Just so you know -” Joshua purred delicately, flicking through the TV channel options.

“You’re both on cleaning duties tomorrow. These blankets are fucked.”

well would you look at that: updated 24/February/2022

A/N: take this u furry-hating, smut-shaming anon <3 hope it made u incurably horny <3

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cakeofthepan · 2 years

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Shoutout to Elyse for some of the best one liners and the toothless girl rep I didn’t know I needed

[Audio Transcript:

Elyse: They turn and they see maybe… the most popular girl in school.

Beth: Goddammit!

[men gasping]

Freddie: Even Taylor's sweating a little bit.

[laughter]

Elyse: He should be. because Erica Drippins…

[group laughter]

Elyse: Is... Five— she is an angel on Earth.

Erica: Well, it’s a few days ago.

Beth: Jesus!

Taylor: A few days ago!

Erica: My teeth were here and then all of a sudden, they just weren't. And, oh, my God, it's been awful. I've been living like all of you, rejected. A pariah of society!

[Freddie Laughs]

Taylor: Erica, you are by far, the coolest and most popular girl in school

Taylor: I think the move is simultaneous entry for multiple entry points!

Erica: I'll take the secret door that only the popular kids are made aware of.

Taylor: Wait, what?!

[group laughter]

Elyse: And, I mean, she's just the total package.

Beth: [sighs] Great.

Elyse: This girl.

Freddie: Academically, how is she?

Matt: Total package.

Elyse: [exhales] That? And I mean, that's the thing.

[group laughter]

Elyse: You think, “How- how could she have it all? How could she have it all?” She does.

Erica: Well, FYI [pronounced ‘fwai’], my dad is a dentist. We have a really nice house. And two pools!

Freddie: [cackles]

Scary: Goddammit.

Freddie: Two pools!

Erica: Yeah. Do you guys like to swim? Because if you can help me, there's a lot of swimming in your future.

Will: [laughing tosses him off-mic]

Anthony: I fucking love Erica.

Normal: Erica, are those your teeth? Can you tell from here?

Erica: I'd recognize them anywhere.

[all laughing]

Elyse: But she's also the captain of the cheer team. And my God, she is a horse girl..

Erica: Normie, and you? I cannot believe it. I cannot believe-

Normal: What did I do?

Erica: I let you hold me from the bottom! In a triple jump!

[laughter]

Erica: And these are the kind of people that you consort with?

Erica: Sir, it's okay. I can handle anything. Riding a horse broke my hymen.

[loud, barking and wheezing, group laughter]

Beth: And what is that?

Matt: Elyse looks uncomfortable.

Elyse: I just… saw some fanart of me as a furry.

[elated laughter]

Beth: Please! Please, please!

Anthony: Gonna go ahead and have to see that! Gotta see that!

End Transcript]

#dndads #dungeons and daddies #I am once again thanking DADGUT for transcript help #anyway this episode was so good I had to make 2 separate posts about it #my audio #long post

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bakugoukatsukiswife · 4 years

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Girl’s Best Friend

A/N: Y’all I really love @carlychrisfarley to write this cause this was something, something indeed. But basically she wanted Bakugou in a scenario where he gets turned into a dog and then when he finally gets turned back, some smutty things happen involving a very well-known sexual position. Who am I to deny her that though? Big shoutout to @lordexplosionsextra for making sure this was amazing.

Warnings: Smut, 18+.

Words: 1,953

Your boyfriend, Bakugou was a very stubborn man. He didn’t back away from a challenge-no matter what it was. That included diving headfirst into missions even without back-up, he could be reckless and you knew this. Although that still didn’t stop your shock when Kirishima came by your house with a Shiba Inu on his hands-and no Bakugou.

“Uh.. so not to alarm you, but this is Bakugou.” Kirishima said as he motioned to the blonde dog that seemed to have the same snarl that was always on Bakugou’s face. You blinked a few times to register what he had said before laughing, clearly not falling for the joke that Bakugou and Kirishima were pulling on you.

“There’s no way you guys are fooling me, I know Katsuki is just hiding somewhere,” you said as you started to come outside, eyes scanning the area for the unruly head of blonde hair you had run your fingers through countless times. When you didn’t see him, you looked back at Kirishima and realized that he was being completely serious. You looked down at the Shiba again and the dog came towards you, his snarl disappearing as he licked at your hand as if to say, “yes, it really is me, dumbass. No prank here,”.

“What the hell happened?” You asked Kirishima as you let them both inside, plopping down on the couch as Kirishima sat across from you and Katsuki jumped up on the couch, resting himself against you, his head on your lap.

“Bakugou rushed in-as always,” Kirishima started and Bakugou let out a huff in frustration before Kirishima continued. “Bakugou rushed ahead and the villain used their quirk on him, they can make the person turn into whatever animal they want. It could last a few days, weeks to months.” Kirishima explained and your heart sank at the fact that your boyfriend could be a dog for months on end. Katsuki could sense your mood and let out a low whine, licking at your hand to give you a sense of comfort and a form of apology. Luckily, Kirishima was nice enough to stop and get a few things like a leash, bowls and toys for Bakugou’s state so you could likely process what had happened.

In your daze, you hadn’t realized that Kirishima had left until Bakugou nudged at your hand with his head and you blinked before looking down at Katsuki, his eyes focused on you. You pet the top of his head, his ears twitching slightly at the new sensation and you smiled when he huffed in approval.

“Want to watch some TV?” You asked him, giggling when he let out a short bark as if to say yes before you turned on a show that you two had been binging the past few nights. Bakugou curled closer into you, his fur brushing against you. This was going to be interesting.

A few days had passed and Bakugou was still the cutest Shiba ever-although you really wanted your boyfriend back. Although he was a cute dog, he was stubborn and wouldn’t listen to you at all. Especially when you tried to give him baths after he would go outside and roll around in the dirt. He was still very protective of you so that was pretty cute, sometimes anyway. You had a feeling that you would definitely try to convince Katsuki into getting a dog after this though. You enjoyed having a furry little friend around.

“Katsuki, are you ready to go on your walk?” You asked from the door, slipping your shoes on and grabbing his leash. You heard a bark and heard the patter of paws before Bakugou appeared in front of you, allowing you to leash him after struggling for a good few minutes. Little shit. You took Bakugou outside, allowing him to lead as he started to sniff at the flowerbeds in the neighborhood. You heard a call of your name and looked up to see Denki and Kirishima headed your way with a wave, to which you returned. Bakugou returned to you, acting as a sort of barrier between you and the boys.

“Oh man, that quirk still hasn’t worn off?” Kirishima asked you, his red eyes filled with sympathy.

“Nope, but he at least cuddles me without complaining now.” You joked, causing Bakugou to huff as he showed his annoyance. Kirishima and Denki continued to talk to you, but you could feel Bakugou tugging at the leash to signal that he was ready to head back to the house and you could swear you heard him let out a growl when Kirishima gave your head a pat, the leash being pulled tighter. After finally saying bye to the boys, Bakugou pulled you back to the house and you frowned when you sat down on the couch, expecting Bakugou to jump in your lap but he stalked off to the bedroom. Shrugging, you made your way to the bathroom as you passed a sulking Bakugou on the bed and started to strip, turning on the shower before you heard the patter of paws and Bakugou patiently sitting on the floor.

“I’m guessing you’re going to stay in here?” You questioned as you threw your shorts aside, watching as Bakugou barked as if saying “duh!”. You smiled before stepping in the shower, turning on the music from your phone from the shower speaker. You hummed to yourself before lathering some of your favorite body wash in your hands, jumping when you heard a familiar voice in your ear.

“Need some help, princess?” Bakugou questioned, giving you his signature smirk when you turned to face him. You touched his face, pushing at his cheeks slightly to make sure that it was actually Bakugou and not your touch starved imagination playing tricks on you.

“It’s me, dumbass. The quirk wore off,” Bakugou said, his voice slightly muffled from your hands. As if you didn’t believe him, you trailed your hands down to his perfect figure, fingers trailing over his abs and Bakugou chuckled. “I’m guessing you missed me a lot, huh?”

“I mean, don’t get me wrong, you were cute as a dog. But, I really missed you,” you admitted as Bakugou pulled you close, your confession causing him to smile.

“I missed you too, especially being able to touch you….” Bakugou said as his knuckles brushed against your cheek, his thumb brushing against your bottom lip as his red eyes seemed to glow with intensity. “So…, can I touch you?” He asks, his voice low as his eyes flicked down your body. As soon as you nodded, Bakugou’s lips were on yours and he had you pressed up against the shower wall. His lips were hot against yours, one of his hands traveling to your hair and you moaned when his fingers tangled in your locks. His tongue met your bottom lip and slowly slid inside your mouth, his other hand going to play with the sensitive bud that had been begging for attention since you heard his voice.

“K-Katsuki,” you moaned against his lips as his fingers trailed down to your already slick folds to brush against them.

“Hmm, are you that eager? You’re so cute, wanting me so badly.” He mumbled against your lips as his fingers easily slid into you, a quiet chuckle escaping his mouth at the way you squirmed. His index and pointer finger started to thrust in and out slowly, his face buried in your neck while your hand went to his hair, your skin already on fire. It wasn’t from the shower, but from Katsuki’s hold on you. He was like a drug you couldn’t get enough of.

A moan escaped your mouth when Bakugou curled his fingers, the pads of them hitting that spongy spot inside of you that had you seeing stars in seconds. You could hear his voice in your ear asking if you were about to cum, and when you nodded he abruptly removed his fingers. You met his teasing red eyes as he sucked your juices off his fingers, a gasp escaping your throat as he suddenly picked you up, wrapping your legs around his waist as his lips latched to your neck.

“Now, now, baby girl… I didn’t tell you that you could cum. I prefer to have you cum around my cock, anyway.” Bakugou whispered in your ear, his teeth tugging at the skin before he lined himself up with your entrance, his cockhead teasing against your folds.

“Katsuki… p-please,” you beg, desperately trying to move against your boyfriend so you could get a small amount of friction.

“You’re so fucking cute when you beg,” Bakugou said with a chuckle, a low groan escaping his mouth as he slowly pushed into you. He paused for a minute to let you adjust since it had been a bit before he started moving, a growl escaping his mouth as he bit down on your neck, his tongue soothing at the inflamed skin as his thrusts picked up the pace.

“Fuck…” you moaned out at the way that Katsuki’s cock brushed along your walls, the angle he had you in making him hit your g-spot. Your hands found purchase in his hair, your fingers combing through the wet locks as the water hit the both of you. Bakugou continued to lick and suck at your neck, leaving dark marks as he never stopped his pace. You whined when you realized that he had stopped again, his hands cupping under your ass to keep you steady as he turned the shower off before taking you to the bedroom.

“Katsuki?” You asked, taking your face from his neck to look up at him, a yelp leaving your lips as he tossed you gently on the bed.

“Turn around,” Bakugou said, and you knew it was a command, not a question. You did as you were told, getting on your hands and knees, a shiver running through you when Bakugou’s hands spread your ass, allowing him full view of your dripping cunt.

“You’re so fucking soaked for me, I fucking love it,” Bakugou said before lining himself up again, a growl escaping his throat at how tight you were as he sheathed himself inside you.“Shit, you’re so fucking tight.” You felt as Bakugou’s hand tangled in your hair, yanking you back so you were close to him as he thrust inside you, his other hand wrapped around your waist to keep you steady. The sounds of skin slapping against skin and you and Bakugou’s moans filled the air as he kept a constant pace inside of you, his balls slapping against you as he pressed sloppy kisses to your back.

“Katsuki… your cock feels so good,” you whine, pleasure coursing through you when Bakugou’s hand in your hair tightens.

“That’s right, you fucking love my cock, don’t you? You love my cock stretching you out as much as it can, hah?” Bakugou says with a groan as his thrusts become harder, faster. You’re only able to nod in agreement as your orgasm starts to wash over you in waves, your cunt clenching Bakugou’s dick as your juices drip onto the bed. “Fuck, (Y/N), I’m-.” Bakugou cuts off with a groan as he spills his seed into you, his head pressed into your back as he bites down at the skin; overwhelmed with the orgasm flooding his system. He pulled out of you and pulled you close to him before falling back onto the bed, pulling the covers up around you both.

“Oh so even though you’re back to normal, you still want to cuddle?” You tease, hearing Bakugou scoff.

“Shut up. I always want to cuddle you.”

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