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wormbloggign · 1 year ago

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dream sequence babeyy!!

ive heard of people realising theyre dreaming by noticing things that are out of order but combining that with how much taylors fighting style of switching out her knife and baton leads her to instinctually search for her backup tool (even without her explicit weapons she has a lot of preprepared tools to work with in a pinch, like how she selectively readies her insect loadout or the utilities of tissues and coins) really elevates the moment for me

this girl has battle trauma! (not an actual diagnosis)

and she's pulled back in! this dream sequence isnt letting you out without a fight!

damn girl what happened to make you so v- oh yeah i forgot

outside of the child soldier conditioning of it all, this is really funny

if taylor didnt have a horiffic pre-hero cape life, this would be noelle "healing" her of the horrors

ITS THE FLOCKER (FLESH LOCKER)

ah, i had misinterpreted the dreams premise. WORST DAYS WORLD TOUR BABEYYY!!!!

(she might be here a while)

taylors two worst enemies; machines and heat

its good to know ammo doesnt reset when entering a new level (sorry, that one was in poor taste)

that team-up would be devastating, a firework that turns all organisms left in the fall-off carnivorous (and hungry) or a flash-grenade that leaves a slow growing network of skin that links up to people on contact, hooking into their nervous system and pain receptors. wish we couldve seen it

skitters pure tactical sense makes two of her an absolute nightmare to fight against, combining that with the removal of her normal ethical restrictions means one hell of a boss fight

i cant believe evil skitter gets to do quips. well at least a version of taylor gets to achieve her dreams

thats what happens when you keep a bird themed character in a cage, eventually theyre going to fly free

on a side note, how's canary going?

an interesting lineup, i guess hookwolf didnt leave much of an impression

is... is weld immune to echidnas power because of his lack of biomatter?

thematically resonant if true.

i wonder if she can do what panacea did and supply the bugs with interference, shutting down the line of control

nah amy was probably doing horrifically unethical things to those bugs minds and bodies, it's what she does when she isnt restricted by her code

i love it when we get to see a characters actions taken out of context and suddenly our pattern recognition brain starts to construct a false narrative of intent

#justevillawyerthings

ok no yeah that ones exactly what you think it was

(theres no way weld isnt at least suspicious of corruption within his ranks)

i LOVE niche power interactions and their implications

(rachel has, in some way been harming even those she holds closest through her lashing out and her violent tendencies)

dont even worry about it bestiee

they wanted your head long before this

#liveblogging worm #Scourge 19.1

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geodetojoy · 6 months ago

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HIYA LUX :D

it’s assumption ask headcanon time babeyyy!! now let’s see hrmm

1. you love (specific) video games but don’t play often or as much as you’d like (pspsps we should play games together)

2. now im thinking about games and you seem like you’d main link OR lucario in super smash bros and i cannot for the life of me figure out why lmao. if not, who’s your main?? mines kirby :)

3. you’d consider yourself an ambivert! i simply have a hard time seeing you ascribing to only intro/extrovert

this was harder than i thought lol but HOPE YA HAD FUN ILYYY :D <33

ELLO :DDDD

Ok wtf these are all scarily accurate LMAOOOO

1- I genuinely only have access to a switch (on my brothers account) and my laptop that only has the ram for a handful of like flash games despite having several steam games downloaded :,)))))

But on my switch I play minecraft and on my laptop I play that’s not my neighbor (nightmare mode exclusively) and infinite craft, all of which I have had extreme hyperfixations periods on that either burn out way too fast or I don’t have the time to indulge (I miss my minecraft staminaaaaa I had one CRAZY world going last year and I think what drew me out of it was the fact that aFTER THREE DIFFERENT FUCKING STRONGHOLDS I STILL DIDNT FIND A S I N G L E END PORTAL WTF IS THAT BAD LUCK RAHHHHHH)

BUT I am working on getting an actual computer in the following year SO AS SOON AS THAT HAPPENS I WOULD LOVE TO PLAY GAMES WITH YOU :DDDDD

OR PERHAPS SWITCH FRIENDS IF YOU HAVE ONE IVE BEEN MEANING TO GET MY OWN ACC AND I COULD TECHNICALLY DO THAT NOW

2- UR SO RIGHT LUCARIO MY BOY <3333333

I actually have a few mains I rotate around, usually between peach, zero suit samus, lucario, and greninja, but lucario is like my main-main thats crazy that you guessed that LMAOOO

3- I absolutely used to see myself as an introvert but that was mostly bc I didn’t really have anyone to be extroverted around but since ive kinda found my people I’m DEFINITELY an ambivert!!! (I’ve also been kinda forced into extroverted-ness recently bc I got hired at like a genuine (albeit teeny tiny) amusement park as a ride operator (which I did NOT apply to be THANK YOU VERY MUCH) so ive gotta put on that people-person mask like constantly lmaooo so fake it till you make it ig)

TYSMMMM THIS WAS SO FUN IF YOU COME UP WITH ANY MORE ID LOVE TO HEAR THEM :DDDDD LOVE YA MADS

Also this took so fucking long to type bc I got a cup of milk and my cat has been absolutely harassing me to try to get it she’s knocked over half of the stuff on my desk what is wrong with her

#<3333 #love that I was entirely incorrect and you were the exact opposite lmaooo

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abcd-em · 10 months ago

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3. 5. 6. 18.

5 is already answered.

3. What is the main program you use for writing (google docs, the ao3 writing text box, etc.)

Google docs babeyyy

I used to be a word girlie through and through but I started having a few issues and made the switch.

6. The fic you’re least proud of writing?

I'm proud of everything I've written to a degree. I wouldn't have posted it if I wasn't happy to share it or happy that I'd written it.

If that feeling of pride starts to change then I remove the fic from my page: for example, I wrote a fic that played into tropes I realised I didn't agree with the more I thought about them after posting. Took it down.

18. Most words/chapters ever written for one fic or oneshot?

For a single fic: 77K

Fanfic ask game

#em answers

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semiotomatics · 1 year ago

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So, it's not so much that "change is ick" as "change that actively makes my user experience worse that is declared mandatory with no alternative is ick"

Like, I'm happy that some of these changes would be positive for you? But I, and most of the other people bothered by this, are mostly chafing at the condescending way these changes are shoved down our throat by tumblr staff who say we're too stupid to curate our own experience and that I can't be trusted with a toggle switch to choose what setting I actually want.

sure, i get that! i'm bad at identifying tone in text and generally tend to default to a good-faith interpretation, so i've never gotten a condescending vibe from anything staff has put out, but i can for sure see why others would be offended. i've also i guess gotten lucky? in that most of the changes so far have either not affected me at all or have been positive for me. ofc i realize my experience isn't a universal one lol and ppl are free to be as critical/upset/offended as they want. i just sometimes feel like ppl assume the worst and then run with it instead of listening to staff when they explain these proposed changes in a way that (in my opinion) would assuage a lot of those fears/criticisms. but maybe not! i've definitely spoken to ppl who just don't trust tumblr staff/automattic in general, and i know there's nothing i can say to change that. i also know that, as much as i'm willing to give tumblr staff the benefit of the doubt, that doesn't mean anyone else has to as well. that's life babeyyy

#this has been an original post #clouds gets asks #rly rly rly trying not to come across as argumentative or dismissive of other ppls concerns/criticisms #sorry if i've failed at that #it's that thing where like. we all are equally passionate abt a thing #we just disagree on the finer details #and that's where the trouble starts #tumblr itself

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velarisdusk · 6 months ago

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switching gears babeyyy i wanna write some ANGST >:)

#i’ve never written angst before so we’ll see how it goes #i have a plan #and i doubt it’ll be an actual tearjerker but #very :(

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turtlecleric · 8 months ago

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Part 2 babeyyy; to clarify, this is rise!Mikey

Cws: graphic non con, hypnotism/conditioning, implied kidnapping, possessive thoughts/actions, altered states of mind, etc.

Mikey is not a good person in this and the insert-chan is having a terrible time!! Please don’t read if any of these things make you uncomfy!

Mikey has paid very close attention over the last two weeks. So when your responses start to come slower and slower, when he starts to see that hazy uncertainty in your eyes - that’s when he knows it’s time to get you ready.

He strips you of the cute outfit he bought for you, savoring the way you shiver when his fingers trail along your bare skin. So pretty, he thinks. His pretty little thing. It’s tempting to go slow - to stare and touch and taste - but he knows he’s working on a timer. So he carefully sets the clothes to the side before securing soft leather straps around your wrists, then your thighs, and finally your ankles. Once the wrist straps are cuffed together behind your back, he tells you to lie down on the bed.

You hesitate. “What’s… going on?”

He can’t help but smile. You’re so cute when you get like this. You’re always cute, to be fair, but especially like this. All confused and disoriented, looking at him with big, wet eyes. “Just getting you ready for the switch, pretty girl.” Your eyes flutter, breath hitching as a soft sound slips from your throat, and he presses a kiss to your nose before instructing you to lie down once more. Your brow is furrowed, and you’re swaying a bit on your feet, so he gently guides you down.

You need a little help sometimes, especially as it gets closer to the switch. That’s okay.

Mikey clips the ankle straps to their respective thigh straps to keep your knees bent. He grabs the gag and places it on the bed next to your head before kneeling between your legs. He allows himself a moment - just a moment - to stare. Sometimes he still can’t believe he gets to see you like this, to have you all pretty and warm beneath him. He presses a kiss to the inside of your thigh, then whispers against your skin. “Tell me you love me, pretty girl.”

Your breath hitches again, but just barely. Yeah, he thinks. It won't be long now. Several seconds pass before you reply. “I… I love you, Mikey.”

He shuffles a bit closer so he can lean over you, his hands resting on either side of your head. Your eyes are starting to clear a bit.

“You want me to fuck you, don't you sunshine?” You don't answer. “Say yes.”

“...Yes?”

“Good girl. Open.” Mikey slips the gag into your mouth when you comply, then kisses your forehead before crawling backward. He nudges your legs further apart, then dips his head to suck gently on your clit.

Such pretty, soft noises you make. He was already wet just from undressing you, from seeing you bare beneath him, but the way you moan through the gag has him dropping before long with a quiet grunt of his own.

He can't fuck you yet, though. Not yet.

His fingers slowly push inside you, and he continues to suck your clit as he works you open. He's learned very quickly what you like over the last two weeks, but he doesn't want you to come - not until the switch is complete. Twice, he feels you reach the edge and has to freeze in place until it passes. He peers up at you each time, committing every twitch of muscle to his memory.

Hm. Edging. He hadn’t realized that was something he would like to do with you. He wonders how many… but there isn’t time for that now. Your breaths are coming a bit quicker, and there's a hint of fear in your eyes.

Time is almost up.

He quickly sits up and pulls his fingers out of you. When he lines himself up with your entrance, resting the very tip of his cock against your cunt and grabbing onto your thighs, it takes every ounce of self control that he has not to slip inside. Fuck, he can feel how warm and wet and perfect you are.

No. Be patient. It's almost - there.

Your eyes get impossibly wide as your whole body tenses, and he chuckles when you start to squirm. It's cute (cute, cute, cute, you're always so cute). He likes seeing the way your muscles stretch, the way your tits bounce as you try to scoot away. He likes hearing your sweet whimpers muffled by the gag.

Before, he hated that you would always fight him. Now that he's gone so long without it, it's almost like a treat.

Mikey tightens his grip on your thighs and pulls you closer, finally spearing you with his cock as he does so. He can't help letting out a rumbling churr at how easily he slips inside of you. So wet and warm and soft and- fuck, you're perfect, as always. You're perfect, and you're so pretty, and you're his.

He starts to thrust. A slow drag that gets a bit faster each time. You're still squirming, but that's okay. He's got a good grip on your legs, so all it does is give him a cute (cute, so cute) show to watch as he sets his pace. He can feel you clenching around him, filthy sounds filling the air as scale smacks against skin.

“That's it, pretty girl, fuck. Good girl, good fucking girl. Keep taking it.”

You try to speak through the gag. So fucking cute. He leans forward so he can put a hand on your throat to keep you in place while his other moves down to rub his thumb over your clit. He’s pleasantly surprised - in less than a minute, your eyes roll back in your head and your entire body shudders. You let out a high-pitched, keening moan, and he whispers strings of praise as he fucks you through it.

Yes, yes, yes.

When you start to come down, he slows the movement of his thumb but doesn't stop completely. It might be ambitious to go for two, but he's nothing if not persistent.

“There we go, baby, that's right. See, that felt good, didn't it? See how good you can feel when you let me take care of you?”

You choke on a sob in response, each breath ending on a whimper. That's okay. One step at a time. Now that he's finally made you come on his cock without being mesmerized, it's only a matter of time before you start to see things his way. He's sure of it.

When Mikey leans down, sucking on one of your nipples and releasing it with an audible pop, you try to speak through the gag again.

He considers removing it so he can understand you - he really, really does - but he's feeling so good. He doesn't want to ruin it by hearing you ask him to stop - or worse. To let you go home.

You are home.

The second time you come, he comes right along with you. Groaning your name, over and over, as he spills inside of you. Whole body tingling with how good you feel around him. He doesn't want to stop. Doesn't want this to end. You're beautiful underneath him, so beautiful he can hardly believe it. Soft and warm and perfect. Even the tears running down your face are pretty, and he makes sure to press kisses to every inch of your face, unbothered by the fact that he has to hold you still to stop you from turning away.

When his cock retracts, he sighs and nuzzles the space between your breasts. He wants to rest here, like he's gotten used to doing lately when he's particularly sleepy, but your breaths are still a bit uneven. He needs to clean you up, too, but that's… difficult, when you're like this. He lets out another sigh before sitting up.

“Okay, Shelldon. Go ahead and readminister.”

There's a whirr nearby, and Mikey watches as your panic skyrockets. You start to babble through the gag, fresh tears spilling down your cheeks as you shake your head frantically.

“I know, pretty girl,” he whispers sweetly, brushing a hand through your hair. “It's okay, you'll feel better soon. And one day you won't need it at all. I promise.”

Mikey cups his hands beneath your breasts, sucking little marks onto various spots and teasing your nipples with his tongue while Sheldon works. It doesn't take long, and when Shelldon finishes Mikey thanks him and watches him fly off before turning his attention back to you. You're not crying anymore, and he can see the haze in your eyes again.

He removes the gag. “Doing alright, love?”

You blink. And then you smile. “Yes, Mikey.”

Another 48 hours begins.

tag list: @yorshie @thejudiciousneurotic @khayalli @justalotoffanfiction @luckycharms1701 @justalotoffanfiction @mxalmighty @shakeyourtrees

Yandere Mikey? Yandere Mikey.

Cws: non con, hypnotism/conditioning, I guess implied kidnapping (the turtles are not good people in this, dark content ahead, this is your last warning!)

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Mikey can't look away, awe swelling in his chest at the sight of you kneeling at his feet. You're perfect like this, he thinks. Pliant. Relaxed. Happy.

"Well?"

"She's- she's perfect, Dee. How did you-"

"Tinkered with my recordings from our fights with Hypno. The science is fascinating, actually, and I was able to isolate and then manipulate th-"

Mikey focuses back on you. He crouches, and you actually lean into his touch when he cups your cheek. It's intoxicating, finally having you look at him like this. Like you wouldn't want to be anywhere but here.

"Hey, pretty girl," he murmurs.

A sudden gasp and whole-body shudder from you catches him by surprise.

"Ah, yes," Dee says, drawing his attention again. "A little perk I put in. Every time you say 'pretty girl', she gets a burst of pleasure. Considering how often I've heard you say it to her in the past, I think she'll be fully conditioned to associate your praise with positive feelings by the time the effects wear off."

"How long does this last?"

"About forty-eight hours, give or take."

Mikey tentatively lowers his hand from your face to your thigh. Your knees immediately spread a little wider, and he smiles. A kiss to your nose earns him a soft noise that makes his heart flutter, and he feels brave enough to press his lips to yours. He kisses you. He kisses you. Slow and gentle, and you let him.

He gets you like this for two days?

"Dee. Thank you."

"No probbles. If you want her like this all the time, I can have Shelldon readminister on a schedule."

Mikey slips one of his hands inside your shorts, beneath your underwear. You're wet for him. He presses both his fingers inside you, kissing you again when it makes you whine. He likes the sounds he's pulling out of you, likes them much more than the sounds you usually make. He likes that he doesn't have to hold your legs apart, doesn't have to tie you up. He can be gentle with you, when you're like this.

"Yeah, I'll- I'll think about it."

Donnie chuckles as he leaves the room, and Mikey stands, pulling you up with him. When he tells you to strip, you do so without hesitation. When he guides you toward the bed, you go along without protest.

He could get used to this.

Mikey guides you on what to do, how to touch him, exactly how to flick your tongue until he drops directly into your mouth. He doesn't have to grip your hair and move you like a toy. He can just tell you to suck, and you obey.

As heavenly as your mouth feels, though, he knows your cunt will feel so much better.

He lines himself up with you and presses inside easily. Tight and warm and wet, he can't believe how good you feel. Delicious friction makes his nerves sparkle, and seeing your eyes roll back as he pumps into you has him churring as he nuzzles into the crook of your neck.

"Taking me so well, fuck, pretty girl-"

You clench around him, cutting him off with a high-pitched moan. Oh, that's right. He smiles against your skin, whispering about how pretty you are, over and over, how perfect you feel, how well you're doing. Fuck, he loves the way you sound when you come, when he asks you if you want him to keep fucking you and you say yes.

"Tell me you love me," he whispers, pressing his forehead against yours.

He doesn't care that it takes you a moment to answer. He doesn't care how slurred your voice sounds.

"I love you, Mikey."

Yeah. He could definitely get used to this.

#i swear to FUCK if I missed a typo I'm losing it #turtlecleric scrolls #rise!mikey #yandere #non con #mind the warnings!!

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