#turtles in the roaring 20s

[fabuloustrash05]

Turtles In The Roaring 20s Update!

Chapter 23: Lessons & Warnings

Fanfic is also available to read on Wattpad

[christeli4]

Fixing Apritello work better than Canon

(Analysis tmnt 1920s AU)

After reading the "turtles in the roaring 20s", I want to compare two love lines of the same ship. Namely, the canon and fixing Apritello and why the former is much better than the latter.

Canon Apritello

The series uses the trope "love at first sight" in the very first episode during April's demonstration. Donnie becomes fixated on her when he notices her presence.

He is completely confident that April will become his girlfriend (like the "master plan"), perceiving her as an object that needs to be obtained. If Donnie's feelings are obsessive, April's feelings are almost incomprehensible. It's one thing to kiss him on the cheek, and then immediately ignore the past action, as if nothing had happened (*cough* A foot too big *cough*).

What else I don't like about this relationship is that in all episodes, April in a written form should always be next to him, and not with other turtles. Because the shippers will think she's changing guys like gloves.

And a love triangle involving Donnie, April and Casey makes things worse for her. Donatello begins to complain that his crush is spending time with another guy at first sight. For the most part, he's just trying to get him out of April's company. And Casey is a perverted guy who likes to molest her. Okay, when he flirts, but he unbeknownst to her looks at her like, excuse me, a sexy (remember) 16-year-old girl! Well, at least thank you for the fact that April herself does not support such an attitude of guys towards her when they fought for her, or in the ep 1 season 4, where two guys looked lovingly at her dressed in a yellow jumpsuit.

Okay, you get my point, that canon did a very bad job. Now let's move on to…

Turtles in the roaring 20s Apritello

In this fanfiction, unlike the canon, the love line begins in "chapter 8: After hours" while April is singing. Donnie falls in love with her in this very chapter, when he watches and listens to her beautiful voice. Also in the chapter 9, they communicate in private, clean up the mess and tell their dreams and experiences, and this is called "proper chemistry".

The main mistake in the canon is the lack of conversations, no matter what. ordinary or important in the plot, characters should talk about their feelings, experiences, advice, and so on, and not just assure us that they did it behind the scenes. as one person said, "Show, not tell."

Maybe Donatello and April sometimes talked about something in the series, but we were shown in the background instead of hearing their conversation.

In the new chapter of fic, these two are presented to us again with cute moments and important plot summaries, rather than being thrown into the background. In addition, we are hinted at the development of the characters, where they will teach each other in the next chapter.

Also, April wasn't created as a love interest for Donnie to tease the shippers. Their attitude influences the main character's dream and Don's fear of being on stage. Plus, her character will change not only in relation to Don, but also to other turtles (like Raphael).

The result of the analysis: tmnt1920s AU Works with Apritello better and more harmoniously than canon and I will always wait for new chapters about them!

[my-name-is-bunnyfoxy]

So uhm- I've kind of re-red @fabuloustrash05 's tmnt AU of the turtles in the roaring 20s and I kind of well-.. self indulged to say the least- In other words I drew my TMNT OCs if they were from the 20s and or in the AU and I have no idea why I was bored.

This was a lot more fun then I intended it to be. Happy with how these gals came out and I love them. Also ngl, Sakura, Rachel, Naomi and Dorothy would DEFINETELLY dress like this since those women are rather more into old and traditional clothes then modern. Also gonna be honest I love the 30s fashion it's so pretty and beautiful and I feel like I caught the fashion pretty good. THIS AU DOES NOT BELONG TO ME IT BELONGS TO FABULOUSTRASH05!!! GO READ IT ON WATTPAD AND OR AO3 Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/224990336-turtles-in-the-roaring-20s Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/28433901/chapters/69676245

[fabuloustrash05]

LETS GO TURTLES IN THE ROARING 20S!!

THE BRACKET(s)

Okay, so since I'm aware not all of the creators want to be involved in this, I'm just going to simply state their users in the voting sessions so they won't get notified.

THERE ARE SOME BASIC GROUND RULES FOR THIS

Please, please please do not harass creators over this. It's just a funny poll challenge I created for the hahas.

DO NOT COMMIT VOTER FRAUD, I WILL FIND YOU.

If you need help seeing who is against who, just lmk!

With that being said...

PLAY BALL!

[ttrpg-smash-pass-vs]

LEONIN

VS Tortle

Leonin are lion people! These are 6-7 ft (1.8-2.1 m) tall, strong, bold, confident, and surprisingly forgiving. People think they're short tempered, but they're really just looking for an excuse to wrestle, argue, or fight. Any sort of battle of wit or body to challenge themselves with. They don't hold grudges, likely because they're so confident that insults don't hurt them, just prove your opinion worthless. Their claws are also retractable, and they do have a loud (and frightening) roar!

Tortle! More tortoise than turtle, but still! They can retreat into thier shell and hold thier breath for an hour! They're actually big into travel, for they always carry thier home on their backs. They also like making friends :) That's all I got, so on a less wholesome note, did you know that Galapagos tortoises thrust for 10-20 minutes while groaning so loud it can be heard for miles? and that tortoise junk usually expands to half the length of the shell's flat part? Sometimes more! :D

[creehd]

IM SCREECHING OVER THIS ROARING 20s AU,

but very politely holding your shoulders and giving you a little shake.

I haven't watched much teenage mutant ninja turtles unfortunately, but from what i do know, you putting them in the 1920s is absolutely FASCINATING. The difference in politics and the World in general from the modern version to your AU is just,,, HNGNGNGG im chewing on the leg of your desk

Do they act differently?? Or are they relatively similar to their modern counterparts? How are they forced to adapt to this universe? Are they still ninja trained? How did they get turned into mutant turtles, and what's Shredder's (who you MUST draw, im begging you), motive during this time period? 👀 DO THEY STILL LIKE PIZZA?????

And most importantly, may i give Splinter a kiss on the head? 👉👈

Amazing art as always <3

I owe you my life for this ask. I can feel myself being pulled back into both my obsessions with TMNT and the early 1900s.

SO I'M STILL BUFFERING EDGES AND WORKING OUT WHAT EXACTLY I WANNA DO WITH CERTAIN CHARACTERS BUT HERES THE MAIN SYNOPSIS;

In 1923 New York, post ww1, splinter is the last of his lineage of samurai in the Edo period in Japan, escaping to New York and attempting to build a new life when he came into contact with the Foot, a long-established gang with ties to shredder a yakuza boss who also immigrated from japan at the end of the 1800s once he lost his title as shōgun. He is controlling many facets of New York through experimental science and crime.

Mainly being; bootlegging, gambling, auto theft, narcotics, robbery, And any other gang-sanctioned activity.

In an attempt to stop him, splinter soon finds himself mortally wounded and in desperation to save his life, he is mutated into a rat, alongwith 4 baby turtles and an entire lab of wildlife. (Animal testing has been around for awhile) Hiding away with his newly found family and recovering from injuries that made him slowly lose his eyesight, the boys began to grow in the shadows of a newly technological America.

And that's kinda what I got as an explanation for how exactly splinter got here and what happened before the turtles grew up.. AS FOR THEIR PERSONALITIES. I try to keep them similar, I take inspiration from each different continuity of tmnt for what I think the perfect imalgamation would look like for a basis for who they are, and then I made it time period accurate!

So in order-

Leonardo: Leo is a big boy scout, he respects splinters wisdom and teachings, and when I think of him I picture Steve Roger's before the Super Soldier serum, Leo believes in New York, and he believes he and his brothers can help fight the rampant and rising gang-related crime in the city. He also enjoys tennis, chess,and card playing, alongside supporting the local flapper scene in the city. He also heavily supports freedom of the press AND believes in the abolishment of prohibition! (Not bc he likes to drink but because he WANTS freedom and justice for all) loves to listen to radio shows with Donnie and read newspapers and magazines to keep up with current trends and events.

Donatello: Donnie is hugely interested in the rise of technology across America, hugely interested in the works of Albert Einstein and the amazing minds behind the Tuberculosis vaccine (baxter stockman in this au is a scientist who basically helped discover penicillin before the incident™️) , he's fascinated with radios and tvs however they aren't as sophisticated as he might like yet, he believes he can help the field of science alongside his brothers as a crime fighter, although it isn't his passion to fight, he sees fighting as a science of its own. His hobbies include radio shows and reading! (His favorite book is at the earth's core by Edgar rice Burroughs) and he also really really enjoys April's company, and dressing up with her.

Raphael: Raphael is a vigilante at heart, but also a bit too hotheaded and selfish to see when he is in too deep, he heavily engages in the night life and the scummier parts of New York, bar fights, alley brawls, deals gone wrong, you name it, raphs got a fire for fighting for what's right. He rubs elbows with many of the lower-class gangs, who are just trying to get by, and after learning about the struggles of suffragettes, he lends a hand when he can with their growing cause, he's also a huge jazz fan, attending many flapper shows and frequenting speakeasies. Before he met Casey in late 1919, he dreamed of nothing more than to fight in the Great War, however, when he met Casey Jones, he was quickly attuned to the horrors the war brought to its soldiers, and how horrendously they were discarded after, and prompting vowing to help veterans in need. He and Casey are close and frequently engage in going to silent films, recreational drinking, and smoking together.

Michelangelo: Mikey is an artist, he loves his city and its people, and alongside being an incredibly talented martial artist crimefighter alongside his brothers, he believes in peace and love above everything. (Although he'll finish a fight if he has to) him and raph clash heavily on how to handle issues in new york, and while they can't see perfectly eye to eye, they overlap on alot of ideals and pastimes. Mikey is a prolific painter like his namesake, as well as a silent film connoisseur, a birdwatching fan, a huge fan of jazz, and a frequent at lgbt nightclubs in Harlem.

NOW FOR THE NON TURTLE CHARACTERS!

Splinter: Splinter was born in Japan in the mid 1855, he is now in his late 60s, trying to pass on his knowledge of the time to his sons, while training them the way of the samurai and ninja from when he was a boy. Splinters mutation heavily affected his eyesight, and training and keeping in touch with his culture and fighting traditions helped him overcome the difficulty of navigation, along with his mutated hearing and smell. He's a strict older Japanese dad, he loves his boys but is hesitant about the new boom of technology and heavily encourages the boys to stick to their traditional ways while fighting for what's right.

April: April moved to the city from smalltown in 1915, daughter of a farmer, she came in hopes of starting a career for herself and eventually settle down, but as things began to go down hill for the aspiring woman, she began to work a day job as a secretary at the New York World Newspaper company and at night as a flapper, she ends up getting caught up In ganglife around new york before meeting the turtles during a chance encounter with the foot gang.

Casey Jones: Casey Jones is a poor young man from New Jersey, high aspirations and low funds led him to leave his abusive household and seek out adventure during the draft in 1917, Casey fought In the Great War in Europe, and came back a changed man. Shortly after his return to the States, he moved to New York City to try to rebuild a life he once yearned for, when he meets Raphael. Both boys begin to start a bond, sharing the same pastimes and enjoying the same sights the city has to offer, but it's hard to navigate a life that feels so foreign after his enlistment, what's even harder is understanding why he'd rather enjoy the company of Raphael rather than the girls they watch on stage. He still engages in recreational hockey and the occasional book club since Leo and Donnie insist on helping him with his dyslexia.

As for their motives.. they're just trying to help clean up the streets and not get traumatized along the way! But that's never how it works out is it..

And for the villians.. this posts getting a bit long so I'll make a seperate post about shredder and his whole deal, along with the krang :]

And of COURSE they still love pizza! They're the ninja turtles, it came free with the Xbox,

But if u want an actual answer yes they still love pizza, alot of Italian immigrants came to New york in 1880ish through 1930, and pizza was starting to super get popular.

(And splinter always gets alittle kiss)

BUT YES that's what we're cooking with so far!! And I have many idea for them, and would love to hear more thoughts and opinions !!! Please. This is my brainchild I'm foaming at the mouth to share it.

ask box is always open!!

[fabuloustrash05]

OMG!! SHE LOOKS SO GORGEOUS!!

The colors, her outfit, the sparkles! Inlove how the background gives it a little spotlight vibe. I love it all!! Thank you so much! 💙💙💙💙👏👏👏👏

Turtles In The Roaring 20s fanart!!!

I finally managed to make this drawing, as the idea had been in my head for a while, and i couldn't miss the opportunity to draw a character with bright clothes.

This AU belongs to @fabuloustrash05, I hope you like another drawing of mine ✨

(Yes, I don't know how to make a good background)

[dilucsflame33]

Hello, can I request a donnie x fem reader, I would like promts 3, 13, and 16 from the naughty list and 14 and 20 from the kink list. ❄️

Thanks.

Blindfolds & Dress Ups 🔥

Here's another Donnie request! Your prize is at the bottom ^^

🔞 Warning 🔞 NFSW 18+ ONLY

Blindfold, Mirror sex, Dom! Donnie with a mix with shy Donnie.

"You should dress up as Santa, just for the fun of it." You joked as you watched your boyfriend work on something from his computer. It was now December and the thought of your purple terrapin lover dressed up as old Saint Nick was amusing; considering the poor guy hasn't done anything fun for a while.

Donnie slowly turned his chair and stared at you dumbfounded, making the woman roaring with laughter. "What got this started?"

"I don't know, I just thought that it would be fun. Some couples dress up just to impress their partner or they just do it for fun." You explained as Donnie shook his head, then turned back to his monitors.

"You are something else, dove. You are definitely lighting up my world." Your heart soared at his sentence as you stood from the coach and placed a kiss on his forehead. "Are we still watching movies at your apartment?"

"Yes," You smiled as your excitement grew. "I can't wait!"

The day is the movie night and you have everything prepared in the living room. Unbeknownst to you, Donnie has arrived and snuck into your bedroom window. Even though it started as a joke but, giving it more thought, the purple clad turtle decides that he wants to spice things up a bit in the bedroom. He may have a lot of ideas in that brain of his, but that doesn't mean he has the confidence to actually initiate. If this goes well, hopefully he will have more confidence to do more things.

Hoping that his ninja skills are working in his favor, he stripped out of his normal clothes, and into the red pants with a leather belt and black suspenders. With that, he placed the original Santa hat and looked at himself in the full body mirror that's in your room.

He won't deny that the red looked good on him.

The red pants clutched onto his thighs, making it skin tight. The waistband of his pants were hanging low enough to show the v-line he was carrying. He never knew that he has so many attractive qualities and he can't help but to be flustered knowing that he will be doing it for his beloved.

"Okay, Donnie, you are not backing out of this. You've gotten this far, finish it. Think of it as another experiment." He spoke to himself as he continued to look at himself one more time before he took off his signature purple bandana and set it to the side.

Should he practice some flirtatious lines?

What should he say?

Oh, good grief, he's already overthinking the process.

Oh, well, worth a shot.

Taking a shaky, dragged breath he sat down at the foot of the bed and stared at himself in the mirror. The poor guy was already breaking a sweat from nerves alone. "Okay, okay," he hummed as he swallowed his saliva and wiped the sweat from his palms. "Santa Claus is cumming to town, darling."

He wants to bury himself in the blankets and never come out. Why was he doing this again? And why in the world was he doing the pickup lines anyways? He may or may not have done research on how to "spice things up" in the bedroom while you left the lair that night. Donnie never did this sort of thing; reading novels and watching pornographic material was usually his go-to for research, but he stopped watching it because you two are in a relationship. He just thought that watching something like that was useless when he could just have his way with you.

He's a hopeless romantic after all.

Shaking off those thoughts, he sighs and continues with the cheesy innuendos. "I wanna eat your milk and cookies."

He can't help but laugh at the sentence. This was the last time he's getting help from Mikey, he should have known that his younger brother would spill out terrible remarks. But since the genius has a sweet tooth, it makes total sense. Cookies don't sound all that bad, especially the cookie he's gonna eat later.

He could feel his mouth watering just thinking of it.

The rustle from the hallway was heard and Donnie started to panic. Oh, no, he can't turn back now. He has everything planned, he just needs the courage to act on it. He has done this before; taking charge and having you moaning in ecstasy, the way you took grasp of his shoulders as he went deeper inside of you. Your wails and high pitch screams would echo throughout the bedroom walls. He remembered his first time all too well.

How can he forget that moment?

It was wonderful. Everything was at their own pace, letting their bodies take hold of each other and take their time. Poor Donnie couldn't act on the things he wanted, so you end up taking charge. When the act starts, however, it was like something snapped in him and he quickly took charge. Your expression was the kind he expected: surprised, yet excited. He didn't want to hurt you but he just lost himself, your screams crescendoed as his thrusts picked up speed. He could have sworn you gripped him tighter with your hot femininity. Clutching and sucking him in like a vice.

Donnie quickly shook off his thoughts once again and he almost groaned when he felt his hard on pressed against his pants. He needs to take these off pronto. Or else the pain will be unbearable.

"Donnie? Is that you?" You called out from the hallway. To his surprise, he let out a screech as the door jerked open and - there you stood - with a baseball bat. Ready to knock some heads in case it wasn't your boyfriend that suddenly laughed inside of your apartment.

He smiled sheepishly and waved nervously. "H-Hi, love. I apologize for not warning you, just want to make it a surprise."

It was a surprise indeed, because you just can't stop ogling your man's attire. The leather looks good on him, but it's the pants that brought everything in place. Oh, those pants are doing things to you. They cling to his thighs like it's their life line, and you need those more than anything! Donnie always has good looking thighs; you don't mind riding those things for hours on end.

Good heavens, those pants should be illegal.

They are illegal because those pants are in the way.

Slowly placing the bat down next to the wall you walked towards him, your hips swaying as you did so. The man before you sat still and unmoving when you stood before him, your palms made their way up from his cheeks to his shoulders.

"Well, hello, Santa. What brings you here tonight? Hope I've been good this year." You teased as your fingertips caressed his collarbones, feeling the difference between each other's skin texture and you just wanted to nibble and suckle his neck.

Come on, Donnie, this is your chance! Take charge! Donnie thought as he tried to calm his racing heart. He has done this before, why was he chickening out now?

With the ounce of courage he could muster, he replied, "Why don't you sit on Santa's lap and find out."

Your eyes widened, then smirked. Did he just say what you think he said? A fire roared within you, couldn't help but moan at the words.

Donnie let out a ghost of sigh, his heart slowly easing itself. He hasn't failed yet, so that's good. Taking your palms into his hands, he placed a kiss on the inside of them. His hazel eyes pierced through you. Those lips slowly made their way up your arm and towards your neck, little whimpers fell from within your throat as he nibbled the tender skin teasingly.

"Why don't you strip for me, darling?" He smirked as he felt your breath hitched, and could feel your pulse beating rapidly. "Don't keep me waiting, now. I am a busy man."

Oh, he's good.

With that he withdrew from you and had his legs spread, his elbows propped on to his thighs. Those delicious thighs that you want to ride on so desperately. But that has to wait. Right now, he gave you an order.

Slowly and teasingly, you slowly stripped off your shirt then your shorts and panties. Donnie could already smell the arousal from you, the sweet nectar that he could remember tasting so vividly. He licked his lips at the thought.

Tossing your panties aside you almost eagerly sat on one of his thighs, moaning as you moved your hips forward.. You could hear his chuckle as his palm made small circles on your back. "You love my thighs that much, dove?" You nodded with a whimper as the fabric from his pants rubbed your flower in all the right ways, making you mewl out. "You look so beautiful, honey. Riding my thigh like your life depends on it.

"You wanna cum so badly, don't you, love? Just the thought of my cock so deep inside you, the only thing that will be on your mind is me and all the ways I'm going to do to you." He says as his palms took hold of your hips and raised his thigh.

The wail that came from your mouth should be his undoing; you gripped his shoulders as you continued to ride his thigh and his palms slowly trailed towards your breasts, teasing and pulling at the nipples. The way you rocked your hips has more purpose now, he can tell you're getting close to your release.

"Come on, dove, cum for me."

You didn't have to be told twice as your release took hold of you like a tidal wave, screams of pleasure rolled from your lips and soon were devoured when Donnie placed his on yours. Tongues clashing, moans echoed throughout the bedroom walls, the both of you never wanted this to end. With a gasp Donnie wrapped his bandana around your eyes, then was hoisted up and faced forward. Your legs were spread and soon trembled when you felt his fingertip teasing your flower, toes curling at the sensitive sensation.

"This is quite the view I have. I always wanted to take you in front of a mirror. Why don't we try it out, hm?" With that he slowly eased his finger inside and you gripped his thighs for support. Mouth open and head back, you tried to grind on his finger but couldn't. He has you held down with his arm. "You're not going anywhere, dove. You've done this to me, so now, we're going to finish it."

You couldn't stop the cries of pleasure even if you wanted to. His pants all but forgotten, his hands held your legs up high as he brutally abused your insides. The mirror gave you a view you never thought you needed until this very moment. You could see everything. The way his cock exits and enters inside you, the glistening of your essence flows down his cock and makes all kinds of sounds. The bandana all but forgotten along the way of your love making, you could see Donnie's hazel eyes bore so many promises that you know he will give you. His eyes were dark with lust and desire as he aimed for the spot inside of you that has you screaming.

"Donatello, if you stop right now I will ride you myself," you tried to threaten but it was hard when your man was easily manhandling you to whatever he so desires. The turtle couldn't help but chuckle wickedly.

"Love how you're threatening me when you can barely speak." He teased as his thrusts soon became slow and teasing, no longer the fast and hard pace like before. "Is this better?"

Growls of frustration escaped from your throat as you tried to move your hips, he even avoided that spot inside of you. When he wasn't letting up, you whimpered.

"What is it, dove? You're not upset, are you?"

Oh, if he didn't have a good grip on you you can ride this man until he's the one that's seeing stars.

"Don't you freaking tease me, you butthole. Remember, what comes around, goes around. I will tease you until you are the one that's begging for more."

"Ooh, how frightening," Donnie teased once again as he nipped your earlobe. "I love it when you get feisty like this. Begging and pleading for me to give you more."

With that, he slammed you down onto his cock and you screamed out in pleasure once again.

"The turkey isn't the only thing that's getting stuffed, dove. You better prepare yourself because I am showing no mercy."

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[fabuloustrash05]

Turtles In The Roaring 20s Update!

Chapter 22: The Show Must Go On

Fanfic is also available to read on Wattpad

[my-name-is-bunnyfoxy]

~ Courting A Salamandrian ~

Courting a Salamandrian, or CAS for short, revolves around Raphael wanting to propose to Mona Lisa. They have been dating for many years and he believes it's time to take their relationship to the next step. However though, unfortunately for him, many obstacles come towards their way. Because a guy who's name literally starts with bish can't seem to handle happy couples and needs to be a controllive freak. Luckily everything works out in the end and Raphael and Mona lisa can finally have their wedding.

The fanfic was created by @fabuloustrash05

As of now, the fanfic is finally coming to it's end. With the epilogue yet to be released as of the time I'm writing this. This fanfic brought me immense amount of joy and it's probably one of the only real TMNT fanfics I enjoyed and stuck around to read. When I first discovered it, I didn't think much of it but then picked up on it. I red it from the beginning and ever since then I have waited patiently for every chapter to release. I can see that genuine passion was put into this work and this whole fanfic just felt like a love letter to the Ramona ship.

Overall in general just, I'm gonna be sad and upset after the fanfic is finished. Although I'm definetelly gonna come back and reread it whenever I have the time and or energy. I never thought to feel so many things over just one fanfic.

To Maria, a.k.a the creator, thank you for this. I can tell you are very passionate when it comes to how you write your fanfics, you clearly take it seriously, and I respect you for it. Even outside of being a writer, you are genuinely a wonderful person and I love talking to you and seeing your posts on my dashboard. Even when the fanfic finishes, I'm gonna stick around to read your other future fanfics. I gotta catch up with turtles in the roaring 20s ngl...

So uhm.. yeah-!

Amazing fanfic, I love it, even if you aren't a massive ramona shipper you can still enjoy the fanfic.

If you do want to read it, links are right here:

Anyways that's all for now. Until next time my dear bunnies and foxies. YEET-

[fabuloustrash05]

If my AU Leo had so much as a tiny scratch on his face Splinter would kill him, so nope lol

hey you people with 2012 aus i have an important question

do your leos have scars due to fire, explosion or anything similar to that

i'm trying to see something

[sickletadist]

Notes from Tickling Academic Paper

So, I thought I would do a summary post about this academic paper on tickle fetishism that was published in a journal called Frontiers in Psychology. The paper was done by 2 German scholars out of the Institute of Pathophysiology in Mainz, Germany.

These are just scribbles from the article, which I will link at the bottom.

The study got its data from polling on Twitter! The poll was shared by 5 influencers (I wasn't able to find who, but I will keep digging), who shared the poll with over 27,000 collective followers. Basically, a poll of tickle fetishists.

-The study was really looking at the connection between tickling and sexual desire, which unfortunately excludes people in the community who enjoy tickling from a non-sexual place.

-From the abstract, some of the data that caught my eye:

a quarter of the respondents reported experiencing orgasms only from tickling.

88% reported experiencing sexual satisfaction through tickling by itself

For most of the respondents, tickling desire decreased after orgasm

This next point was very interesting to me:

The degree of ticklishness in someone had a trend in dictating preference for being tickled rather than tickling someone. Basically, academia is coming for all of you ticklish Lees lol

Two types of ticklish responses are mentioned:

Gargalesis - This is more vigorous than playful tickling, with roaring laughter and uncontrollable reactions in the ticklee.

Knismesis - This is softer tickling, where the Lee is tickled by more gentle touches on the skin.

We all know these two types of ticklees. I feel bad for the Lees who fall into both camps...Not 🤣

It should be noted that a significant amount of respondents noted that they enjoyed both!

There was even a footnote about how back in the 60's and 70's tickling was used as an intervention treatment in certain forms of therapy. Unfortunately, upon further research of that point, it seems that the individuals who were often subjected to tickling were individuals who were living with mental health problems. It sucks that there is a moment in history where tickling served to enforce the ableism that existed (and still does) in society.

That said, that same footnote linked to a paper where computer scientists constructed a novel foot tickling device and tested it on willing participants (I think a bunch of Lees were just triggered with that last statement lol).

One thing tickling in the BDSM world has in common with the acedemic world is that it is hardly known or seen! A meta-analysis of over 200 studies on the particular topic of "touch studies" found ZERO instances of tickling mentioned. The authors note how odd this is given the prevalence of tickling in society as a form of playful behavior.

Now let's go to data from the results:

In terms of gender (unfortunately, the authors only polled for Male and Female, excluding quite a bit of our community who are non-binary, agender, etc), 74.3% were males, while 20.7% were females (it looks like there was a % that didn't identify as either that were excluded from the paper.

73.3% identified as East Asian, while Americans were 13.8% and Europeans were 8.3%.

79.7% identified as heterosexual.

The majority (56.3%) identified within the 20-29 age range while the 30-39 age group (my people) were only 22.5% of the sample.

Gender based analysis revealed (according to this study) that females tend to be more ticklish, and prefer lighter tickling (this surprised me, considering how many ticklish guys we know who are whiney and ticklish lol)

There is a pretty good balance of ticklers and ticklees, with Lers being 29.8% and Lees being 35.8%. 34.4% were switches (again, my people lol)

This next note is kind of endearing. More than two thirds of participants noted that exposure to tickling scenes in television influenced their tickle fetish. They even name dropped all the classics like Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Popeye, Kikis Delivery Service, and even Lupin the Third!

Some more notable data points on sexual preferences and tickling:

25.8% of respondents reported never having sex (I am assuming that they mean penetrative sex of some sort)

55.8% of respondents noted experiencing arousal from BDSM acts other than tickling

37.6% of respondents report experiencing distress from tickling.

33.8% of respondents (the most of any group) reports engaging in 10-29 minutes of tickle activity on average during play.

70.1% of Lees reported enjoying childhood tickling, while ticklers at 20.6% enjoyed it much less.

This next data point hit home for me, because at one point I was convinced that tickling arousal was monopolizing my ability to be sexually aroused by othermeans.

-Sexual satisfaction by tickling alone shows a negative correlation with sexual satisfaction without tickling.

Basically, if you enjoy tickling, but unsure if you can enjoy anything else, there is a likelihood you do! That said, there are also people in our community who only experience arousal through tickling.

There was a section at the end who talked about how the higher number of Japanese respondents was likely due to the engagement of the tweet from the 2 Japanese influencers who polled their audiences. This could be due to the visibility and acceptance of tickle fetishism in Japan compared to America and Europe.

Overall, I found this paper to be important! Despite the few shortcomings, this could prove to be a great resource for understanding our community, and perhaps lead to a greater understanding of our fetish, for those who are interested.

What this paper doesn't do is get into the why questions of tickle fetishism, like why do we enjoy it in the first place?

It does mention briefly that tickling has been studied as an intellectual curiosity since the times of Aristotle, although there are histories of tickle fetishism that go back even earlier in non-western societies.

I hope this summary was helpful, enjoyable, accessible, and provided a positive experience through learning more about our community.

Here is the link to the paper

Frontiers | Tickle fetishism: pleasure beyond playfulness (frontiersin.org)

[sibillascribbles08]

oooo for the drabble challenge (jasonnie ofc, as you said) how about #9 and/or #20? #88 also has good angst or even bad future timeline potential

Okay frick me I guess I was only gonna do the one tonight and then go to bed but then I got possessed by these sappy little bitches.

Anyway here's 88! I plan to do 9 as well it'll just be in a separate post

Only Jason’s brain could destroy the euphoria of a marriage proposal in just under…

He rolled over to glance at his phone on the nightstand. 

Ten hours.

He sighed and rolled back over again, trying to piece together why his brain started spiraling.

Because the evening had been great, despite how things turned out. Dinner at home, a nice walk in the park and then what apparently was supposed to be a personally arranged fireworks display.

Except Donnie screwed up something in the program. And all of the fireworks triggered at the same time.

It was unbelievably bright, and ungodly loud. The roar of the explosions startling anyone who had the misfortune of being out at the same time that night. And how did Donnie even get a permit to do this? Did he get a permit? Didn’t matter now. 

It took a moment for the shock to wear off. The minute it did, Donnie started rambling and panicking. Going on and on about how much effort he put into setting all of this up for a proposal and of course it all went wrong. 

And all Jason could do was laugh because god, he loved this stupid turtle so much. 

He convinced Donnie to drop the question anyway, and then said yes. Part of him wondered if they could have just flown back to the apartment on sheer giddiness, no hover shell required. It took ages to burn the feeling off, and the minute he did he passed out in bed. 

And now here he was, feeling like garbage. 

He glanced at his boyfriend—his fiancé—who, like usual, still hadn’t woken up just yet. His face was smooshed against the pillow as he lay on his stomach, drooling, also like usual. 

Jason wanted to scoot closer but his brain immediately blocked that idea. He wanted to reach out and touch his face but his brain blocked that too.

What do you think you’re doing? It screamed at him. He’s so out of our league. We’re practically nothing compared to him and now that we’re getting married he’s finally going to figure that out.

Jason groaned and rolled onto his back as he pressed his hands against the sides of his head. Shut up, stupid brain. You don’t know that. You’ve been thinking for years that Donnie would eventually kick us out and he still hasn’t. He asked us to marry him last night because he loves us why would that suddenly change now? 

No response to that, but the anxiety still swirled in his chest.

Jason suddenly sat up. Shower. He should clean himself off and stand in the steam for a bit and clear his head. That would fix this.

He climbed out of bed and went into the bathroom. 

Only to immediately stop when he glanced at the mirror.

Without his glasses he had to lean in close to actually get any details out of his reflection. Nothing out of the ordinary, of course. Same messy hair, same eyes, same nose, same ears—fuck he lost an earring in the bed again didn’t he—and same acne scars along his jaw. 

It was all so…

Nothing. 

Even if he upgraded from loathing his appearance to feeling indifferent towards it, sometimes it still struck him just how simple it all was. 

Why would Donnie want—

Jason didn’t let his brain finish that thought. He did the only thing he could think to do at this point by darting back into the bedroom and practically tackling his boyfri—fiancé. 

Jason half curled up on Donnie’s shell as the turtle stirred. 

He groaned—never excited about being woken up. “Jase?”

Jason’s fingers curled tighter, one digging into Donnie’s back and the other into his shoulder. He squeezed his eyes shut, hoping that after a few minutes everything would just settle back into place and he could—

Donnie grabbed his arm and suddenly jerked Jason off his back and onto the mattress. Jason couldn’t even protest before Donnie scooted closer, half crushing him as he flopped back down. 

“What’s wrong?” Donnie’s eyes were open, but they definitely looked like they’d fall shut again at any second. 

Well, even if Jason wanted to run now he couldn’t with his shoulder completely pinned. Countdown until his arm went numb. “Are… are you sure you want to do this?” 

It took ages for the turtle to even understand what he was asking. Likely a combination of sleep brain and the vague question. 

Then he narrowed his eyes. His arm stretched out as it grabbed Jason’s unused pillow and proceeded to drop it on his face. 

“Wh—hey!” Jason shoved it back off. “Donnie—!”

“Jase it is way too early to argue with your shit brain about this.” The softshell mumbled as his eyes closed. “Yes, I’m sure. I wouldn’t have asked if I wasn’t sure. I didn’t plan an entire failed fireworks display on a whim.” 

Jason wanted to cross his arms, but couldn’t. “Wouldn’t be the first time you did something crazy on a whim.” 

Somehow the turtle still glared with his eyes shut. He pushed himself up, rubbing his face with one hand to snap the rest of the sleep away so he could open his eyes properly. 

“What do you mean a ‘whim?’” He leaned over Jase when he poked him in the chest. “Jase, we’ve been dating for almost six years.” 

“M-maybe, but—”

“No, there’s no buts.” Donnie shook his head. “Almost everything about our relationship has been me, and obviously you, looking at a situation and choosing each other.” 

Jason frowned. “What does that even mean?” 

The softshell groaned and wiped his face again. “I broke into your workplace and chose not to fight you. Then I chose to extend an olive branch, because I wanted to stop being enemies. I wanted that. Then I wanted to be friends with you. Then I wanted to actually date you. And since you said yes to all of that I have to assume that’s also what you wanted.” 

Jason felt his cheeks starting to burn. “I mean, sure, but come on, Donnie. I—” No, no, he couldn’t say he was practically nothing compared to his fiancé because at this hour that may result in Donnie straight up biting him. “You really want to stay with me for the rest of your life?”

Donnie blinked at him. “We moved in together, didn’t we?”

“Yeah and look where that’s been going.” He scrambled for excuses and why? Why was his brain doing this? “Fighting over hot water. I’m always complaining about how you don’t do the dishes. We’ve started a freaking chart about who owes who dinner whenever we steal each other's food. I stink up the bathroom with the shaving cream I use. I keep stealing your clothes. I get these stupid brain spells and then you have to literally drag me out of bed and check in every three hours to make sure I’m eating something or—” 

Donnie suddenly grabbed his face. Every muscle in his body went tense, but he didn’t flinch away from Donnie’s gaze. 

“I know.” Donnie spoke quietly. “And I love every second of it.” 

“Wh—there’s no way that’s true. You’re just—”

This time his fiancé shut him up with a quick kiss. “Is it still not registering? After everything… I’d still choose you.” 

“B-but, isn’t it—” 

Donnie laughed, finally looking awake now. “Jase, I grew up with four brothers. You think I’m a stranger to sharing my living space with people who drive me insane from time to time? And you’ve got nothing on them, believe me. I don’t care if I have to listen to you whine about the dishes. I don’t care if we fight over who gets to have the last egg roll. I don’t care if you steal my hoodies no matter how much I complain about it. And I don’t care how many times your shit brain tries to drag you down. I will drag you back up. I don’t care if it’s tedious or annoying or frustrating. I’ll take all of it and then some if it means I get to keep you close.” 

Oh.

Finally his brain shut up. 

Unfortunately that left him with nothing to say in response, but Donnie didn’t seem to mind that either. He kissed Jase again, then peppered kisses along his jaw and his throat. 

“You’re my fiancé.” Donnie hummed against his skin. “We’re gonna get married.” 

Jason couldn’t help but chuckle. “Donnie, what?” 

“What kind of wedding?” Donnie suddenly looked him in the eye again. “Something big? Simple? In New York? In the Hidden City? Oh there has to be music. We have to have so much music.” 

Jason laughed again and tried in vain to shove him back. “Donnie it is way too early to think about this.” 

“Oh, so it’s too early to think about wedding plans but not if I was a dumb dumb by proposing to you?”

Jason smirked. “The only dumb dumb thing you did was fuck up an entire firework display.” 

Donnie gasped. “You dare mock my display again? I’ll get you back for that. Maybe with a few more kisses.” 

Once again, Jason failed to hold back his laughter as his fiancé kissed him from his jaw down to his chest.

“Donnie, Donnie stop.” He tried to shove the turtle off. “None of that. I still have to shower from last night.” 

Donnie thankfully got off of him. “Shame, I’m still in celebration mode.” 

Jason just shrugged as he climbed off the bed. “Well, I didn’t say you couldn’t take a shower with me.” 

Donnie’s eyes went wide and he rushed into the bathroom. 

Jason laughed again as he followed after.

[omniversalobservations]

80s Toon Kart (2023)

Here is the list of mashups and other toon references in the design:

1. He-Man, Battlecat (Masters of the Universe) - Mario, Roaring Racer 2. Lion-O, ThunderTank (ThunderCats) - Luigi, Koopa King 3. She-Ra, Swift Wind - Princess Peach, Master Cycle 4. Voltron, Flying Fortress - Bowser & Wario, Circuit Special 5. Snake Eyes, Stolen Cobra Pod (GI Joe) - Shy Guy, Buggy 6. Leonardo, Turtle Van (TMNT) - Koopa, Kiddie Kart 7. Optimus Prime, Ark (Transformers) - Donkey Kong, Gold Blooper 8. Slimer, Ecto-1 (The Real Ghostbusters) - Boo, Taxi 9. Insp. Gadget, Gadgetmobile - Waluigi, Blue Streamline 10. Matt Trakker, Thunderhawk (MASK) - Hammer Koopa, Mercedes-Benz 11. Grumpy Bear (Care Bears) - Tanooki Mario 12. Hefty Smurf (Smurfs) - red shell 13. Strawberry Shortcake's House - banana peel 14. Jem's Earrings - ? panel 15. Sunsword (Thundarr) - Gadget's weapon 16. Rainbow Brite's belt - finish line 17-18. Uncle Scrooge's coins, gems (DuckTales) & Gummi medallion (Gummi Bears) 19. Neitherworld (Beetlejuice) - racetrack 20-21. Tiamat (Dungeons & Dragons) and Firefly (My Little Pony) - background 22-23. Visionaries (Visionaries Mystic Warriors) & Chipmunks (Alvin & the Chipmunks) - rating 24. Wheeled Warrior system (Jaycee & the Wheeled Warriors) - entertainment system 25. Battle of the Go-Bots font style - title

Source: DeviantArt

[fabuloustrash05]

They look fabulous! Don’t feel bad! Mona looks very good! And Karai *chef’s kiss*

*hands it to @fabuloustrash05 and runs*

(I hope you like it!:] )I present to you

Karai

I love how i made her hair fluffy even though it was supposed to be straight

Right side is when she was still performing and the Left side is when she ran or stopped performing

Mona Lisa

I feel bad at how I made my queen mona dirty. This is my first time making her

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Bye

[blackfire-fanfiction]

Recording how many words of fanfic I read per day (April 21)

Today: 79,858 words Yesterday: 109,664 words Top this Month: 294,001 words

*insert something fun here idk I’m tired*

[Fics I read today under the cut]

Chapter 12 of Last Grain Of Sand In The Hourglass by TjLockticon  Turtles In The Roaring 20's by fabuloustrash05  Chapter 59 of Did we just adopt ourselves? by FanficTimesForFun  Chapter 12 of Donnie 2.0 by DomesticatedOpossum Chapter 2 of Stronger together by Theawesomeninja_XD  Chapter 9 of "So How's the Trauma Treating You Guys?" - A 2012 x ROTTMNT Crossover Chatfic by AzarRosethorn  Chapter 12 of Bloodline Rebels by Spor_k  Chapter 19 of Ghost in the Shell by AmevelloBlue  Chapter 10 of Dimensional Self-Isolation by goldenspecter  Chapter 5 of I would challenge the god who dares ask for my twin by FanficTimesForFun Chapter 5 of Liminal Constant by LadyGalaxia, OpalLil Chapter 28 of i’m bringing everyone home by unfortunate_songbird