#the hippo responds

[acearohippo]

What do you mean by Shen Jiu being female-coded? /genq

Hello! To preface, in a lot of fandom spheres calling any cis gendered character "[gender]-coded" tends to be negative, usually to highlight poor writing or usage of harmful stereotypes, i.e., male-coded women being arrogant and demeaning to other women or female-coded men being sensitive and the butt of jokes among other men. However, there are instances where it is done and, rather than promote negative gender stereotypes it rather... Emphasises a masculine and feminine natures that resonate with people.

I am not always good with words, but there is [gender]-coded that is basically thinly veiled sexism and there is [gender]-coded that is simply nature. Think along the terms of pre Christian colonialism, where many cultures and religions have masculine energy and feminine energy defined outside of biological gender.

I see SJ as female coded because of how the fandom reacts/reacted to him. We don't got a lot of info on him, canon wise, at least not without heavy (and unreliable) bias. But there is a stark difference to how fandom treats him compared to the other men in the story.

And I don't mean in the sense of "he deserved what he got/he deserved so much better" discourse that surrounds him, but how fandom understands him.

Depending on where you fall, the degree of SJ's childhood trauma could range from demeaning slavery with a historically usual amount of abuse and demands to underage sexual abuse and torture. Regardless, the common thread is that men have control over his autonomy. Men (and nobility) dictate what he does, how he dresses, what he will receive, and how others percieve him. This is something SJ does not escape, even when he becomes a Peak Lord, although the degree has lessened by this time. He fails not just because of his actions, but due to the words and judgement of people who only see him on surface level and, thus, scrutinise his every action as "evidence" to their preconceived judgement.

And boy does fandom run with this!

And it makes sense because, a huge portion of danmei demographics are women... Women who understand all too well the dangers a negative statement can have on their livlihood.

This is why Shen Jiu is female coded, to me. Qui Jianluo, Wu Yanzi, Yue Qingyuan, Luo Binghe, even Shen Yuan, etc etc all, in some way, have taken his autonomy. QJL and WYZ did it with their abuse and power over him, YQY did it by undermining him and placating him (while allowing the bad rumours and his bad behaviours to persist), LBH through his revenge (literally crippled him), Shen Yuan quite literally takes over his body and has no regard for its treatment for most of the story.

In fandom, I think its telling that Qi Qingqi, Mu Qingfan, and Liu Qingge also feature as a prominent antaongist that contribute to Shen Jiu's abysmal reputation. Unfortunately, the three kinds of people women should feel protected by and safe with- other women, doctors, and those who uphold justice- are some of the main contributors to the problems they face. They aren't taken seriously, they're ostracised or put down, they're ignored or labeled as over emotional.

Its also telling that, for most fanfics/discussions/art/etc where Shen Jiu is "redeemed" or given a second chance, the main reason why he suceeds is because others listen to him. They let him have a voice and respect it. He is able to advocate for himself and not be torn down or turned away. And if he is, usually there's a man that stands by his side and acts as the "ally" or "bridge" that gets people taking him seriously.

Or, him being attached to a well-respected man is enough for people to change their opinions. Fandom can't help but reflect real life in their works.

So, with all that being said... I understand that there's going to be people who think this is a "bad take" because I rely so heavily on how the fandom portrays Shen Jiu, and that's fine. There will always be Bible-thumpers in every piece of media we consume, and they're here for good reason. But I consume stories for the feelings they evoke and the influence they have on others. People make connections, that's just what we do, and this is the connection I made.

[acearohippo]

My worries:

1. They introduce yet another currency that can only be farmed in specific areas

2. They introduce a new pvp/rank mode where these special equipment can be optained

2a. If it's "equipment", ie it needs to be made, then there'll probably be specific "materials" we need to grind

2b. This sounds a lot like a brand new, legitimate crafting system in the works

3. They might restrict these weapons to either a) legendaries and/or b) fully res'd espers

4. The equipment itself will probably have it's own levelling system (see worry 1 about new currency) which may lead to

5. New gameplay, which is always solid

6. But it's most definitely going to be another lofty grind for casual/new/f2p players which will cause even more gaming fatigue

7. More p2w packs

8. And, of course, the inevitable change to the meta where certain modes are impossible to meet without a specific esper, but now we're also adding esper-specific weapons to boot

apparently we're getting signature weapons down the line maybe?

and there are people that are against this and I'm not entirely sure why exactly?

maybe if I had more information I'd get it but right now I'm just puzzled

like we're just getting more equipment right? what are people afraid of

[whoopsyeahokay]

Absolutely obsessed that you said house hippos as your favorite animal

literally the only acceptable answer 🦛🍁😎

iykyk ~ 🩶🩷

[mo-ok]

🫵😡 monger

[grapecaseschoices]

Happy birthday 🎂 may good things come your way!

hey you!! ty so much <3

[acearohippo]

Wanted to highlight to followers outside of the game/fandom the pure ridiculousness of some people

Why have people gotten this wrong??

[frontmansdefender]

Moo Deng’s caretaker (the guy in the photo) responded to a vegan, pro-Peta American TikToker — who (falsely) accused Khao Kheow zoo, the Thai zoo Moo Deng’s from, of abusing Moo Deng and other animals (when the zoo’s actual known for having been saving animals, rehabilitating them and treating them with kindness) and said that Moo Deng should be in the wild (her species, pygmy hippo, is considered endangered and therefore she could not be in the wild) — by saying that he doesn’t speak English, therefore he doesn’t know what this person is yapping about, therefore he does not care. And I honestly think he’s a legend for that.

Moo Deng is loved and is well taken care of. Her caretaker loves her and has been taking care of her since her birth, way before she’s gotten famous.

Not everything is about America and not everything needs to be “saved” by American.

[theminecraftbee]

Pearl stops and stares once she gets to the front of the line at the Hermitopia Permit Office. She’s here to renew her ID, since she’s required to have a valid driver’s license for her mail carrier job she’s only recently moved here. Normal stuff, really. If it weren’t for the secret of why she’d actually moved to town, she’d have probably taken the license photo, filled out the paperwork, and left.

She is not here for a mail carrier job, and she can see things no one else in line can.

“I know, I know, I have a very beautiful face,” says the demon at the counter in the flattest affect Pearl has heard in her life. “Look, lady, there’s a line and I want to be on break, so if you’re going to sexually harass me or something can you hurry up and speedrun through doing it?“

She also doesn’t know how to respond to that.

“What?” she says.

“I mean, you’re staring at me awfully closely,” the demon says. “What am I supposed to assume? Surely you know that’s rude.”

“I’m not into men,” Pearl instantly lies for absolutely no reason.

“Okay? I don’t need to know that for your driver’s license?” the demon says.

“Right. Um,” Pearl says. She’s a little reluctant to hand the plastic sandwich bag she’d put her proof of address in over to a demon. If she’d just been a mail carrier and couldn’t See, it would be one thing, but she simply hadn’t been expected to come across the consequences of Hermitopia’s rumored hellmouth so immediately.

Or so…

The demon sighs again with an impressive amount of passive-aggression.

Pearl slides the documents to him. She watches as the demon gives everything several once-overs. He’s neither seemed to have noticed that she’s a psychic or that she’s a hunter. If anything, he seems to be trying his level best to avoid doing anything other than playing with several small desk nicknacks he has. One appears to be a magic eight ball shaped like a robot. Another appears to be a miniature game of Hungry Hungry Hippos. Yet another appears to be some kind of controller for the painfully inoffensive music the permit office plays.

Frankly, they’re all almost as distracting as the eyes that cover every inch of the demon’s body that isn’t wearing the permit office uniform. The eyes glow, faint and unsettling. They move as though on a higher framerate than the universe, giving a strange, out-of-sync effect with the way the demon otherwise moves. They make Pearl’s heart pound.

Hermitopia Hellmouth. It’s real. It’s real.

The demon gives her paperwork back. “You’ll be mailed a new license at some point. Here’s the temp. Have a day or whatever.”

“Thanks, er…” She squints at his name tag. It’s in deliberately small font. “Grian?”

Grian waves her off. “If my boss gets mad I’ll tell him it’s your fault I’m not meeting KPIs. Go away.”

“Your boss must be tough,” Pearl says.

There is a long, eerie silence.

“Cub would have Stared back. I’m not paid to bother. Learn to shield better. Next.”

Pearl stands still for a beat too long before stepping out of line, clutching her temporary license in hand. The worst part is that she has to wait for the permanent one, and they’ll only mail it to the physical address she gave them. That’s the thing about government-issued IDs; they care where you physically are.

She breathes. The world’s been overwhelming since she’s learned to See, but her new organization has helped a lot. Now, she has an opportunity to help back, here in Hermitopia.

Pearl owes nothing less than her best, presuming the demons don’t come to the address they apparently have in the night, now that they know she’s here, and she knows they are. She shudders, deeply unsettled. She knows she will not sleep tonight.

(After all, for a moment—a single, horrifying, terrible moment—those hundreds of demonic eyes had seemed kind.)

[alastorsbookie10228]

hm, what’s this i smell?…. Alastor x Southern Belle reader headcanons? Yep, i do smell that.

(And btw, don’t be pressured to make this- have a good day.)

OH MY GAAAWD

ok so I'm gonna write this and cherish it for the rest of my days.

anywayyyyyy I present to you hungry hungry hippos (I love that game)

Alastor x Southern Belle reader

• Alastor himself was from the south, and his momma had a Southern Creole accent (in my opinion)

• He loved the way Southern women pronounced words, and how they have substitutes for any profanity

• After you had arrived at the hotel, and Charlie had giddily taken you in, he started to seek you out and speak with you, only to hear that angelic accent

• It didn't help that you dressed to his standards; cute checkered pattern dresses with small heels and a pretty little updo

• He absolutely adored you, and when he finally noticed he was falling for you....well, he wasn't surprised

• He has you read to him just to hear your accent. Whether it's books, the local paper, recipes, anything

"Could you read that again, dear?" he calls over his shoulder, and you hum in response. "three cups of rice." you respond, the ever-present accent thick on the "I" in rice. His smile widens slightly, small flashbacks of his mother saying the same word playing in the back of his mind.

• You love his New Orleans accent, and luckily enough, you only hear it without the radio filter. You could listen to his voice all day, and little do you know that the feeling is mutual

• You always join him on his little walks, often humming or softly singing a Dolly Parton or Loretta Lynn song. On a rare occasion, you'd even sing Reba

• He'll never admit it, but he could listen to you sing all day. You have just enough of that beautiful southern drawl to make you sound heavenly, and he often finds himself wondering what put you down here with the damned

• Maybe you get into a relationship, maybe you don't

[local-hellhound-steals-spaghetti]

It’s wild how someone posted that Moo Deng post to reddit and someone responded with what basically amounted to:

“It’s fine because they only harass the baby hippo for a small amount of time during the day when they’re feeding them and the guy doing the chasing, poking and slapping has years of experience so it’s fine! :)”

That’s like if you ordered food delivery and instead of them leaving the food at your door, they barge into your house chasing you and smacking you while filming it on his phone before leaving. But it’s fine because they only did it a little bit, filming it for their social media and then leaving you alone!!! Oh yeah and the guy’s very experienced in food delivery, so he knows what he doing obviously!

I’m sorry but that’s the most pathetic excuse for shitty animal handling I’ve ever heard.

Anyway feel free to watch the videos and make up your own mind - I just don’t think any of this is reasonable. From the sheer volume of the crowds and the proximity of the public to the animals, to the keeper’s bullying and harassment of a hippo calf.

And even if it was play, which it isn’t. But let’s entertain the idea that it is… why are you teaching an animal that is going to grow up to be between 400-600lbs to bite and charge at you for fun?

[acearohippo]

what's your tang xuan build? i cant get past the c. rate = 100% and c. dmg >= 280%

pls help 😭

Remember, at max level and ascension, Tang Xuan already has 150% cdmg and 10% crate before any relic bonuses, so you just need 130% more cdmg and 90% more crate. Maxing out a level 60 cdmg ring relic gives you +85% and a complete thunder set gives you +50% cdmg so there's your extra 130% (135% total) to get you to that 280%.

Then just choose substats that have high crate. Fiery set gives you +20% so, to get the last 70%, choose relics with at least 10-15% crate substats on ALL 6 relics. Ideally, two relics with 15% crate at least, so the last 40% can be fulfilled with four 10% crate relics.

If you don't have level 60 equipment, then you might have to focus more on getting 4 relics with 15%+ crate substats so the other two can have 10%+ cdmg substats to help you break that barrier.

Additionally, remember you can have both cdmg and crate substats so getting 10% substats of each on a single relic can give you more leeway in fulfilling the requirements, but aim for higher crate substats.

But yeah, I personally just borrowed relics from other espers that already had the high stats so I could get the achievement and then I switched back.

So my build currently doesn't match that requirement anymore.

Below the cut is my current Tang Xuan build

Because Astral + Avatara + Pursuit(res 2)!Tang Xuan is a BEAST that keeps on hitting. No lie, I've defeated entire teams because he kept triggering pursuit and astral back to back or his counter triggered pursuit.

Once you get res 2 on Tang Xuan, astral and tyranny + avatara are, like, the only acceptable relics to use on him, like dang.

[pinnedmother]

Caring for The Impaler (3 short stories)

Showing our love for the snakey man through acts of service! 🐍ɞ

3/3: Singing him a lullaby

Golden hippo is one of the unique assets of Messmer’s crusade. The man never liked riding horses, always preferred to traverse any length of land on his own legs. However, if he truly had to, he went with this odd choice. And, being idle most of the time, the hippo required walks, like almost any animal it needed to run around and unwind at least sometimes.

You weren’t scared of the beast, per se, yet it was quite imposing in its size. Still, you agreed when Messmer offered you a curtesy ride across the Lands of Shadow.

Helping you up on the creature’s back, he settles you in the saddle in front of him. Then he grabs the reins, and while doing so his arms are holding you firmly in place by your sides, one of his serpents coils around you for good measure. No amount of assurances that you can handle yourself can shake his resolve to pamper you in his protection.

And so, you depart from the Shadow Castle. The Golden hippo ramps up the pace as soon as you’re out of the gate, striding swiftly through fields of dead grass, hopping over half-ruined stone fences as if they are a part of an obstacle course. Its back shakes violently at times, and for a moment there, you’re thankful for Messmer’s iron grip on your safety.

The views are changing in rapid succession: the mountains, the statues, the ruins of an old city. You see a Furnace Golem wandering about in the distance. The wind becomes algid with how fast you move. You instinctively press your back into Messmer for warmth and he leans in slightly, almost hugging you. He lets out a soft exhale and you know without looking that the man is smirking. Moving his lips closer to your ear, he speaks in an uncustomary amused tone:

“It dost prove too great a burden for thee to bear, it seemeth, doth it not?”

You wish to bite back, but instead can only manage a pout. “There, 'neath the trees. Let us take a brief respite” – he says, his voice takes on a much more familiar softness. Messmer pulls on the reigns with great force, halting the hippo to a stop. It obediently complies: even animals know to obey His rule.

Despite feeling the ground under your feet again you are still a tad shaky from the ride, so you opt to sit down by the tree, Messmer soon joins you. At least he tries. As he approaches, his eye drifts further away and a small smile he was previously wearing dissipates. You follow his stare and behold a statue of Marika, her head removed. Somehow, you’ve missed it completely on your way here.

“We may leave, if you’d like” – you suggest, The Impaler shakes his head. You feel him settling down beside you.

Time passes, it’s peaceful here, only a soft rustle of leaves breaks the quiet every so often. You try talking to him, even offering to tease you about the weak display at the ride, hoping to pull him back into the good mood he just had. Messmer seems so deep in his thoughts that you’re not even sure he’s hearing you, let alone listening. Alas, this state of his is not too uncommon, the topic of his mother was always a somber one, presenting itself even without a reminder. And the beheaded statue is a reminder enough. Only the one in his chamber seemed to have a more sentimental effect on him.

You take a deep breath, get up to your knees and pull your arms around him – there’s not much else you can do for his comfort. Messmer shudders from sudden contact and then, surprisingly, retaliates, caressing your hand and moving his head closer to yours. “Are you alright?” – You whisper. He sighs and responds a moment later: “Yes”.  Of course, he was not alright.

“Do you… miss her or hate her?” you keep holding him tightly, drawing little circles with your fingertips into an open skin on his shoulder.

“Neither.” – He says, a slight irritation lacing his otherwise even voice. “Both…” he adds under his breath, defeated.

Messmer pushes himself into you more, bowing his head low. You shift positions slightly allowing him to lie on your thighs, he doesn’t hesitate, resting his head on you. You brush the red locks from his face so you could see it more clearly and continue stroking his shoulders with one hand and head with the other. He looks into the distance for some time before shutting his eye.

You start humming quietly, a melody you heard long ago suddenly came to mind: it is simple and adorable, but slightly melancholic. Messmer hurriedly shifts, looking up at you with a narrowed eye. “What is this..?” He asks. “Oh, nothing, I shall stop-” – you start, but are quickly cut off by him: “No. Please. Continue.”

He lies back down, relaxing anew, as you hum under your nose. The combined effect of the song and gentle, pleasant fondling soon lulls him into a light sleep. The leaves rustle evenly, the Hippo is running across a dried out meadow, the soft breeze carries a faint scent of flowers. Messmer’s face softens, even his brows are no longer held in his usual frown. Smiling at him, you caress the top of his head with your fingers. You wonder if, perhaps, once, centuries ago, Marika held little Messmer just like this, humming to him a slightly melancholic melody she heard long ago.

[5five5five5five5five5five]

Viktor and Klaus keep showing five pictures of that baby hippo, moo deng and five, everytime, in a very monotone, almost a methodical thinking voice goes-

"she's very relatable."

"she reminds me of myself."

"her chaotic energy must be what others see in me."

"her energy is very refreshing."

And Klaus and Viktor have no idea how to respond. Is he relating to the hippo? Does he think people see him as a baby hippo? Does he WANT to be seen a a chaotic baby hippo? Is this just his way of saying "she's like me fr fr"?????? They have no idea.

[aspivampi]

CATCH THAT DRAGON !

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Doey was woken up by a slight *BUMP* to their shoulder. A fluffy paw , covered in lavender fur , resumed it's innocent attack. Maybe it's owner didn't think , that Doey had woken up already ?

-*YAWN* What's going on ? - Doey's head slid out from underneath the weighted blanket.

What turned out to be CatNap , hadn't noticed , that Doey was up. It was only when the doll's head practically butted against his , thanks to Doey's stretchy neck , that he realized.

-Oh ! There you are.

-You are not the only sleepy-head around here , you know. - Doey murmured and followed it up with a yawn and a stretch.

CatNap giggled at Doey's silly , overexaggurated yawn. They could compete with a hippo in a yawning contest and possibly win. Doey rested their head on the palms of their hands , as their noggin still felt burdened with sleep.

-What's all the hubbub about ?

-Please play a game with us. We need just one more toy. - the plush cat played around with his bendy tail.

-One more toy , you say ? - Doey raised their bicolour , thick eyebrows. - Did you ask Kissy ?

CatNap scratched himself behind his ear.

-Yeah but she was busy painting on the wall. - he responded with a dissapointed sneer.

-I see. - the doughman pushed themself upwards with the help of their thick , bulky arms.

Doey let out one last yawn , this time not as monstrous as the previous one , and crawled out from underneath the mound of blankets.

-Playtime is serious business. - he pouted , putting on a facade of solemnity.

-We will be waiting in the main-space ! - CatNap squeaked merrily and skipped out of the huge tent , where him and Doey had the chat.

The dough-monster wasn't far behind. Their steps were logy but steady and soon they found themself at the enterance of Safe Haven's main area. The sight of their friends sitting in a circle on the floor made them wonder.

-So , what do you want to play ? - Doey asked once they sat criss-cross-applesauce in the unoccupied spot in the ring.

-The toys want to play the princess and the dragon. - Angel stretched their arms out because they were getting stiff.

Doey smirked , knowing very well where this was going and who they were going to play. Their arm strained out beyond it's normal length.

-We are going to need a castle for that. Let's get to building. - said Doey as they grabbed a few of the colourful blocks and started constructing a tower.

Angel was not quite right for building tall structures. Instead , they got dragged to a different room by Craftycorn and Bobby.

-Come on !

-A princess has to look proper !

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On top of the hill , made out of multiple blankets , stood a certain figure. A brave knight , Kickin Chick the third , looked forward with confidence and certainty.

-This is it , my noble steed ! - he puffed out his feathery chest.

-Remind me , why am I your horse ? - Craftycorn asked quizzically.

-Hush , horsey ! I am searching. - Kickin playfully swatted at his timid friends'es ear.

Craftycorn didn't take Kickin Chicken's jokes and teases to heart. They were amusing at times.

Knight Chicken saw , what he needed to see. A tall tower , where "the love of his life" was locked away. Princess Angel stuck their head out just in time to witness their knight in shining armor approach.

-Oh , my love ! I beg of you , save me from that vile , ferocious dragon !

Pretty much on cue , a humongous creature emerged from behind the fake tower. The Doey dragon sported short , blunt horns , small wings , dull claws and even a tail !

Doey clearly put a lot of work into that look and they pulled it off.

They pulled it off amazingly.

Both Knight Chicken and Crafty felt positively taken aback by the sight of Doey. They must have noticed that and commited to their role.

GROOOOAAAAR !!

Angel felt something wrap around their waist and by the gooey texture they figured , it was Doey's tail.

-No , your highness ! - Chicken yelled out.

Seeing his princess in the vice of Doey's tail made his heart pump faster. The game might have been pretend but all of the toys put their whole hearts into it.

-I will save you ! - Knight Chicken raised his , deffinitely real , sword. - Charge , my noble , amazing steed !

Crafty wasted no time and , even without a head-start , cleared the distance between them and Doey in the blink of an eye. Some might say that Craftycorn used magic to achieve such speed ... and they wouldn't be wrong. She was a unicorn , a toy unicorn but still.

Both Doey and Angel broke character for a short second.

-What in the ... ?! - Angel said a little too loudly before feeling the limb , which was tied around their waist , wriggle.

A peculiar sound escaped out of their mouth.

* SNRK ! *

Doey heard that.

-Huh ? Now what was that ? - they smiled , dumbfounded by the little development in the game.

Knight Kickin felt a little annoyed because the attention wasn't on him anymore.

-Enough ! Fight me , dragon ! Fight me if you're not a coward ! - he squawked , like the irritated chicken he was.

-Not now , Chicken. I have something to investigate. - the Doey dragon scratched underneath their chin.

While Craftycorn was quite glad for the break , Kickin didn't hide his frustration.

Doey turned his attention to Angel.

-Do you find something funny , my dear ? - they asked.

-Hahaheh ! Yohour tahahail is tihicklihing *SNRK* mehehe !

-Oh ! Would you look at that ! - Doey had an idea pop into their head.

The Smiling Critters , who played the knights , saw the mischevious grin on Doey's face and they felt like something was going to go happen. It was bound to.

-Oh , brave knights ! I have a proposition ! - the dough-dragon announced theatrically. - If you stand down and put you weapons away , I will give you your princess !

It sounded reasonable.

-Wait ! There must be a catch ! You are lying , dragon ! - Hoppy called out.

-Am not ! - Doey gasped in shock and offence (of course , everything was played off for laughs ).

Angel rolled their dark eyes with amusement. Suddenly , Doey dug their wriggly tail into their captive's side. The tickly sensation shot through Angel's body and they just couldn't hide their laugh anymore.

-Pfft- Hehehehe-hahahah ! Noho-Dohohohoey! *EEK!* Thahahat's noho-hohot hohoHAHAHAW thehe gahahame gohohoes !

-It does now. - the doughy dragon teased.

They faced the Smiling Critters with a daring smile.

-Come on ! Make your choice ! I am already getting new ideas , how to tire out your princess !

Bubba gestured for his pals to form a circle and have a quiet , discrete discussion. Very quiet whispers and murmurs traveled into the air but Doey's non-existant ears were more focused on Angel's giggles and chuckles.

-You better hope that they come up with a plan or you're staying with ol' me , your highness. - Doey giggled maliciously.

-Hehehehe ! Doey , youhoho know you can lahahay off the role a bihihit , rihihight ?

-Oh yes , I know. It's just really fun. - Doey smiled both with their mouth and with their eyes.

Doey was so focused on talking (and tickling) Angel , that they failed to notice a certain somebody skittering about underneath them and around their feet. The behemoth only knew , that that somebody was fluffy and pink , just like cotton candy.

But Doey payed no mind.

Kickin Chicken stepped forward as a leader of sorts.

-Dragon ! What are the terms of the truce ? - he yelled , keeping his hand on the handle of his sword.

Doey snorted not so quietly. The sound caught everybody by surprise , but especially Angel.

-I want youhohohoho t-to put your we- hehehe- okay ! Who is doing that ?! - the doughman finally broke character completely.

-Doing what ? - Craftycorn rubbed her shoulder as she looked around.

-Tihihihickling mehehe ! - Doey laughed loudly , a combination of surprise and gayety in their voice.

They felt so much tinglyness , that they loosened the grip around Angel and the damsel in distress fell down into safety. They landed on pillows and blankets. Their mysterious helper turned out to be ...

-Kissy ! - Angel cheered.

The pink , fuzzy toy with noodle arms winked to Angel. They took that opportunity to run away from Doey. They weren't going to get caught again , not today.

Doey figured , that it would be easier to run away if they returned to their original size. It made their head spin a little to shift so rapidly from huge to normal but it was no big deal.

-The dragon has been weakened ! Get them ! - Angel cried out with newfound energy and strength.

It must have been their need for revenge that gave them that spunk.

Doey was a little too dazed to run away from their "demise" and Kissy got to them first. They flopped on their back.

-No , NO ! KISSY , WAIT !

Their pleads fell on deaf ears. The toys , and Angel , had some revenge to carry out. Kissy trapped Doey in a tight embrace and had no intention of letting them go. She proceeded to mercilessly kiss and nibble on Doey's neck.

-OHOHOHOHO ! K-Kihihissy ! *SQUEAK*

Doey's entrapment gave the Smiling Critters a moment to take their positions and Angel a little time to come up with a plan. It was quick.

-Get their legs ! Get their arms ! - Angel ordered their friends and the Critters happily listened.

Angel turned into a bit of a ring leader for the operation : GET THE DOUGHMAN. They managed to climb on top of Doey's belly and have their seat there.

-Let's see how you like THIS ! - Angel smirked.

Their fingers dug into Doey's paunch. It wobbled and jiggled ever so slightly but that wasn't the most noticable of the reactions.

-*SNORT* EHEHEHAHA ! NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHE TUHUHAHAHAHUMMY ! *SNORT*

-HA ! What's with the snorting ? Are you a hog ? - Angel teased.

-Shuhuhut it ! HAHAHA ! - Doey snorted.

-Oh no ! You are not going to talk like that to me ! Guys ! - Angel turned to face the others.

Kissy and the Critters awaited the words.

-Do your worst !

Doey's unmanageble screams of laughter , snorts and squeaks echoed around the Safe Haven for a loooooong time,

THE END

[lindsaylemons29]

8x10 reactions

I am prepared for the return of amateur investigating and skirting the laws by the 118

"I thought you made peace with it" *he did not make peace with it*

"it's not a dream" no fucking shit it's a nightmare

"I wanted to ease your mind" last time someone said that they put LSD in the brownies

"there's an app for everything" ain't that the truth

Well duh someone noticed she went missing she has a family of first responders

Are those platform converse

DONT TELL HER

Which beach? Bitch don't be a creep

" I feel like I should be doing something more" didnt buck end up in hospital jail by having this train of thought

Divorce era 3.0 resumed

Hungry hungry Hippos is the shit

DONT TRUST HER

Jee and Mara staying besties

Maddie ur so smart

Jayna why did u trust her

are you really siblings if you don't have complimentary knife scars on your throat

There's the damn serial killer line

Maddie "I didn't give up" buckley-han

Athena ily

"you don't have to be here" hen: STFU bitch like hell I don't

ITS A BOY!!!

Big sister little brother hits another buckley generation(I predict some sort of name tribute to Daniel and/or Kevin)

THE RAIN? SCENE

you matter for me is code for I love you

Buck breakup baking 2.0 except this time it's bc Eddie is leaving

You cannot tell me that was a platonic bro hug

My heartbroken boy

We did not get any amateur investigating or law-skirting by the 118 what a shame

Trailer for next week

Bobby's relationship with religion just got a whole hell of a lot more complicated

Will we also get a guest star of repressed Catholic guilt Eddie?

WHEN WILL RAVI RETURN FROM WAR

[iloveyurirah]

Punch Out boxers using Tiktok! (headcanons)

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Glass Joe

• Would be active for a few days before eventually forgetting about the app.

• Reviews restaurants for content and a lot of people tease him for being French.

• Would either have decent followers or just a small account.

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Von Kaiser

• Was there just to watch videos before making content after seeing a handful of it.

• He shows off his boots, training, and talks commentary. He didn't like showing his military stuff though, reminds him of the past.

• People expect thirst traps from him and he's honestly, seriously, GENUINELY denying every single request.

• Also forgot he had the app LMFAO

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Disco Kid

• Is still very much active on Tiktok.

• Is always up on trend, especially the ones where you DANCEEEE

• Comments from him are mostly compliments and uses the "slaayyy", "girl" typing style. Very outdated.

• Shows selfies sometimes, just sometimes.

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King Hippo

• Watches a lot of animal videos on the app.

• Often uses someone else's phone for watching.

• Accidentally posts a picture of himself and has those random ass sounds(Jax Vs. Skibidi Toilet Edging Battle!!!!)

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Piston Hondo

• Would deny using it at first, but eventually gives in. He enjoys using the app.

• Mostly used his account for commenting and watching. Likes giving people advices.

• He wins a lot of arguments.

• Probably has like 2 accounts, the other one being banned.

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Bear Hugger

• Has an account with 10 followers.

• Defo tries to do mukbangs but fails almost miserably???

• Eventually moves to showing off his fellow animal friends.

• Likes responding back to comments. Especially when they're making conversation with him.

• Bio is "I like raw fish"

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Great Tiger

• He makes videos about his magic and people think it’s CGI which offends him.

• Responds to hate comments a LOT. Spends most of his time on Tiktok to reply to them.

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Don Flamenco

• Vlogs in a lot of places and records them.

• Likes showing off his dance skills and good looks.

• Loves the attention he gets so much.

• The comments thirsting for him make him.. a little uncomfy(VERY LOYAL TO CARMEN!!!!)

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Aran Ryan

• A big-ass hater

• Posts hate comments, videos, his whole being on Tiktok is about being a hater and complains a lot. For fun.

• Yells in videos he posts.

• None of the boxers want to follow him (HELP, maybe except for Lil Mac)

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Soda Popinski

• He doesn’t even know Tiktok exists.

• Although tiktok knows about him, he probably gets edits made about him and he’s genuinely unaware of them.

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Bald Bull

• HATES the camera, absolutely. Doesn't like recording himself as well.

• Doesn't bother using the app at all.

• He always ask the other boxers on why they keep using the app, more offensively.

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Super Macho Man

• Posts a shit ton of videos just flexing his body.

• Always has his bitches in the videos to 'prove' something (nothing)

• Posts thirst traps but everyone is roasting him in the comments. He's obviously not happy about this. (Aran MIGHT be the troll)

• Responds to hate comments with something that revolves around him being better.

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Mr. Sandman

• Is actually civilized and does not cause drama. He's chill.

• Posts videos of him training from time to time, but is mostly on the app for.. YOU GET IT. JUST WATCHING.

• Reposts DAILY.

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Little Mac

• Too young for Tiktok.. :( (JAYKAY)

• Average Tiktok user, follows all of the boxers despite some of them just hating on him.

• Another commenting enjoyer, mostly on the boxers' posts.

• Reposts a lot of memes and shows them to Doc Louis (some of them he doesn't understand)