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atnightiscream · 2 years
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A Slime Thief
Desc: you are a new guard, you've been stationed in front of an armory where things have been going mysteriously missing. So far it's been a normal shift, but then you hear it, a weird "drip, drip, drip" sound...you look up to the vents and there's this strange...liquid? No....looks more like..slime?
reader is gender neutral, so throw your pronouns on here BBs
You watch as the slime drips down to the floor in front of the sword rack and begin take shape. The puddle transforming into a rather convincing humanoid shape...full legs, arms, is that green skin? It could pass as a human quite honestly..or maybe a weird looking elf? You shake yourself out of thought and draw your sword. The slime- person? Creature? Thief, better just go with Thief. Begins to take swords off their racks analyzing each one, like it's looking for something specific. "What the hell…" you mutter. At the sound of your voice the creature spins around revealing a rather attractive looking face...you can't quite tell if they're male or female..maybe somewhere in between? Either way- they're stealing from The Guard! "I- um- halt!" You curse yourself for stumbling over your demand. Especially when their demeanor shifts from alert to relaxed that, was definitely not the ideal reaction to being caught stealing.
"Oh...it's just you then...good, good." What?
"Do I know you?" You find yourself asking, right- probably not the right time for that...the slime lifts a finger to their chin "no...I suppose you don't really know me. But I know you~, you see, I've seen you around quite a lot, as I have with all the guards, you're one of the few that I actually like. But-" They wave their hand dismissively "-enough about that, what do they have you guarding the armory for? I suppose they've finally noticed my activities." It's not a question, and your logic is reconfirmed.
You focus on the task at hand. "So you're the one who's been stealing from the vault? Well, thank you for your confession. I need to take you in now." You silently cheer yourself for fixing your demeanor, this guy's been a pain in the ass of your Captain for months! Now you'll finally be able to take them in! But...then..why are they smiling?
"Well aren't you rude...and here I was being polite. Sorry dear, I'm afraid I can't let you do that."
The Thief rushes you, and you brace for a fight. Everything happens so fast- you raise your weapon into it's trained position, you cut forward, attempting to slice the creature in two. You succeed, the creature's body cutting like jello, but only for a second as the body reforms around the sword, effectively trapping your weapon inside of it. All at once, the slime creature laughs, moving as if your cut did nothing. They grab your shoulders and shove you to the ground, swiftly pinning your shoulders to the floor. They smirk down at you, easily removing your sword from their midsection and tossing it out of reach.
"Release me at once criminal!" You grunt, grabbing their arms in an attempt to push them off. They're clearly stronger than they look, you attempt to kick them away, only succeeding in getting your bent knee stuck in their body. They only chuckle in response to your attempts to push them off. "You're quite the fighter Newbie! I admire that. And I really don't want to hurt you on your first real assignment so....what should I do with you? Oh! I know~"
You find yourself tensing up at their sudden change in tone. Your struggles increase as you feel the cold slime trapping your knee begin to move. Seeping into the cracks between the armor to the fabric underneath and engulfing your knee, suddenly you feel..whatever it is begin to squeeze at the sensitive flesh on your knee. You jump, attempting to cover the squeak that shoots out of your throat with another yell "h-HEY! What do you think you're doING! Let me go right NOW- HEY! Cut that oUT!" You squeak again, desperately trying to keep your authoritative tone as soft strokes are added to the squeezing. It might just be the fabric, but the slime doesn't feel like slime, it feels like fingers, cold, ticklish, fingers. Squeezing right above your knee cap and moving up as the slime creature pulls your entire leg into their...torso? Honestly it's hard to tell, you're just trying to keep this annoying jerk from getting what they want- and preferably your dignity.
You clamp your mouth shut as more giggles build behind your thinning lips, desperately shoving at the slime person's shoulders. The squeezing and scribbling feeling has moved to your thigh now, your attempts to pull your leg out only succeeding in getting it further trapped in the tingly prison. You shove once more at the Thief's shoulders and once again, all they do is chuckle at you "Oh little Rookie, it's cute that you're trying, but I've seen how you and the other recruits play~ I've seen just how sensitive you are, especially when you're teased~. Why don't you make this easier for both of us and just laugh for me? You get all tired and giggly, and I complete mission with only some minor hiccups."
Your face flushes with embarrassment, they saw you? That's how they knew! You pray to the gods they didn't figure out the rest of your little secret. But damn this was NOT good. "F-fuck you!" You manage to hiss. They frown in response "my such a mouth...I thought they trained you better than that-" their grin returned and they leaned down to your ear with a whisper "-cutie~"
You felt you would implode.
That name- that secret nickname only your closest friends knew, that name that they called you that made you blush every time without fail. That name that meant that this thief knew of your biggest secret.
And here they were...voluntarily doing it...tickling you? When they could have just knocked you out and left...why?
Your thoughts were cut short by what felt like a pair of hands digging into your hips. Catching you off guard, immediately sending the trapped laughter flowing from you. Instinctively, you tried to curl into a ball to escape the tickly feeling, unfortunately your captor wasn't having any of that, keeping your leg tightly held inside their gelatinous body and shoulders gently, but firmly to the old wooden floor. "There it is!" The Thief cheered giddily "I knew that would get you, always seems to when I see you and your little friends~ now then, let's see how badly I can "wreck" you!~"
Like an over-excited child on their birthday, the Miscreant, now holding your shoulders down with what looked like two pseudo-arms, moved their real arms down to your face, teasingly wiggling their fingers in front of you menacingly, grinning even wider when they saw your reaction. They let out some giggles of their own as they put both hands on your chest plate, wiggling their eyebrows at you in an overly suggestive manner. Their hands melt over your plate and into the intersections of your armor, landing on your stomach and wriggling with purpose.
You're dropped into a heavy fit of laughter and protests. "No nonono StahahaAHAHAHAP! eek! NOoo! Plehehehese!" Was all you were able to get out as more of the slime slipped into your armor, attacking your sides, ribs, and some even crawling towards your back causing another squeal to fly from you as scribbling sensation wreaked havoc all over your midsection and shoulder blades. Your laughter going up an octave when the slime on your ribs began to gently vibrate over the bones.
And all you could do was laugh, there was no one coming to take over for you for another hour, you were too far for anyone to hear you, and there was no escaping the ticklish sensation that encompassed your body. You were effectively trapped, just you, and the Slime Thief, who seemed all too excited about tickling the life out of you, and the walls of weapons...and yet....you found yourself enjoying it- this whole situation was honestly just ridiculous, yet it could have gone so much worse. At least that's what you thought until you felt the sudden VERY raspberry like vibration on your stomach-
A squeal and snort came out this time, followed by another peal of laughter. Your arms having long since turned to jelly, weakly reaching to futilely "cover" your stomach. Your eyes began to water with mirth, as fun as this was, you weren't sure how much more you could take.
The Thief seemed to notice this as well, they'd be drinking in every little reaction you made, every giggle, snort, squeal, and especially anything that made you flustered. They smiled above you, never stopping their adoring grin, cooing over your reactions, and even cupping your face and brushing away the tears that formed.
"Oh my~ is the big bad guard all tickled out?" They teased "Aw~ poor thing. I'd love to give you a rest sweetheart, but I need a confirmation that you aren't going to say a word to anyone that I was here." Their tone shifting to a more serious note, the slime within your armor retracting to let you breathe. You took a minute to recover and think, how could you not report them? It was your job! What were you supposed to do? Say that whatever they stole just happened to disappear under your watch?? You gazed at the waiting face above you.
"I-...I...."
They raised an expectant eyebrow
"I can't. Y-you know....I can't..."
The slime thief sighed "very well.." was their disappointed response. You couldn't help but feel bad...they had been very pleasant...for a thief, you opened your mouth to give them some sort of apology, maybe even talk a compromise. But you didn't get the chance.
Slime crashed back under your armor in a wave, ruthlessly targeting all of your most ticklish places at once. You were thrown back into a squealing fit of laughter, thrashing back and forth under the playful torture. Arching your back, shaking your head, no matter how you twisted and turned, you couldn't get away. The once giddy grin of your attacker turned to a sadistic smirk. They leaned down, cupping your chin to still your head and whispered into your ear. "I don't think you quite grasp the situation here Darling. I was being nice~ but I can be cruel. And we have allll night for me to get what I want. So do you want to try that again?"
Through your endless shrieks of laughter you belted out a loud "OHOHOHOKAHAY!! OK!! OKOKOK!"
Their smirk relaxed into a smile, and once again, some of the slime retracted, though this time they left some to drill into your underarms and brush against your neck, just enough to keep you laughing.
"Ok...?"
"IhIhI wohohon't say a wohord just stAHAp!" You beg. Your answer seems to satisfy your tormentor, as they pull all of their slime back to their form. They gently pet your head, giving you a charming smile. "See now? That wasn't so hard was it?"
A tired giggle is all you can manage as you lay on the floor. It takes a while for the ghostly tickles to go away, in that time you hopelessly watch as the Thief takes a bundle of arrows, and a short sword. "That's...it?" You find yourself asking, they turn to you, gently smiling once more and nodding. "Truth be told I got most of what I need from one of your neighboring armories. I only needed one more sword and these" They hold up the quiver. Walking over and crouching beside your limp form, continuing.
"-You should really advise some more guards there, or, preferably, don't, at least tell them to restock more often. I know that the old geezer in charge has a surplus in the South." You blink in confusion too tired to really process all of what they just said. Noticing the look on your face they give you an endearing smirk. "Nevermind cutie, you just focus on resting, when your superiors ask, just say I knocked you out or something." You nod in silent agreement, rolling your head to stare up at the ceiling as you hear the sound of the vent opening and closing.
Not your worst start to a guard shift...
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persnickety-doodles · 6 months
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But Korra's protests die on her tongue as Asami pulls her in for another kiss, and by the time they resurface their tea has long since gone cold.
Under Me, Over Me, Any Way You’ll Have Me by @korrasamibottles
I’m back with another inspired doodle! ☺️ Enjoy!
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redswaberkez · 5 months
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the most sane nirvana enjoyer (he has massacred ppl)
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Jaune: "Dad, are you sure this is a good idea?"
Louis, working on a firework RPG: "Not really, no. There's a very real chance that this goes horribly wrong."
Jaune: "Then why are we doing this?"
Louis: "Simply put; it'll be very, very funny."
(*)
Jaune: "…And that's the story of nearly lighting the house on fire."
RWBYPNR: "…"
Ruby: "Can I meet your dad?"
Jaune: "No."
Nora: "Can I-"
Jaune: "Fuck no."
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thewordfortheday · 6 months
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"How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news!" Romans 10:15
Eternity is there to be gained or to be lost by each one of us. And if we know Jesus, we know the way, and we need to tell others. He is the Way, the Truth and the Life. Let's work as long as it is day, you and me in our own ways. Has the Lord called you to go far away? Then do so. Does He want you to stay? Then be obedient. God can only use us where He calls us. Isn't it wonderful to work for a King who has never lost a battle!
Corrie ten Boom
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quotelr · 1 year
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Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow, it empties today of its strength.
Corrie ten Boom
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eugeneplace · 1 month
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Did you guys know that there's people who ship poly Kismet?!
Because I didn't and now I can't stop thinking about it
I had to do this, otherwise I was going to explode
BRANCH X KISMET KIDS, EVERYONE, I FINALLY LOST IT
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There's Coal, Ablaze/Branch kid, he's the oldest with eleven (They had him when they were very young). Red hair and a Mix of blue and lilac. Inherited the glitter freckles.
No one expected Ablaze's Rock genes to give the kid fangs but they did. He looks a lot like Clay but has a very JD personality.
Fun fact: Trickee gave him permission to get his hears pierced even though the others said no
Then we have Bang! Boom/Branch child (Boom thought that name was funny). Dark purple hair (I am one of those who believe that the rainbow hair is dyed) and shining green. Not a glitter troll but has a lot of freckles.
Very bock smart like Clay and got Floyd looks and shyness. I'm a sucker for Branch having a mad scientist child. So she is your typical genius but socially inept character!
... "She" is totally growing to be a they/them
Not so fun fact: The village kids nicknamed her vampire
Twig is from Trickee/Branch. Hey! One of his kids needed to have Branch's attitude. Dark blue hair and warm orange, to contrast his coldness.
The brain of the team and moral compass of his older siblings.
The Jonh Dory resemblance is going to be terrifying to Bruce and Clay in the movie. Especially because the kid looks at you as if he were disappointed in being related and as if he despised every decision you have made in your life...
He's actually very sweet, don't worry!
Jacaranda is Hype/Branch baby, they wanted a blue themed name.
She is just three (omg same age as Branch when his brothers left) but has already proven to be an entity of chaos.
Her puppy dog eyes get her older siblings out of trouble
And oh boy! If these kids get in trouble...
(Version without color 'cause I liked how it turned out)
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eggseabutter · 2 months
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if ur up for it, some boom!sonic? maybe angsty if u want to, or just a regular sonic i love how u draw sonic
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Some silly
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jahiera · 9 months
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you want to just team up with some blood-stained killer?! because I'm fine with that.
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abraincellandahalf · 7 hours
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You start watching Doctor Who for the whimsy and the fantasy of having first hand knowledge of the past and future and the silly alien person and their police box, but you stay in the fandom for episodes with one word title that will absolutely ruin you forever
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steampoweredwerehog · 11 months
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“Life’s been kicking my butt lately so I’m gonna try to take it eas—“ *makes another Guy*
This is Renn, a depressed forest ranger who realizes he’s managing an alter ego that apparently does magic & likes property damage.
Oh he’s on Artfight btw
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jennicatzies · 4 months
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Been seeing a bunch of priest!Stanleys. Decided to put my own spin on this hehehehehehehe
With a Stanley comes a Narrator as well so. Angel Narrator 👍
Concept yapping + extra drawings under the cut
Plot summary abridged: Aziraphale kinnie and his emotional support pastor. Or something.
Guys. Guys I love Faith and Good Omens and The Stanley Parable all very much. This was inevitable.
RIGHT SO the plot is just. Narrator [ cannot cook up an angel name for him sorry you have to deal with it /lh ] [ Narrator already sounds. Higher beingy if you think hard enough ] fucks up as an angel [ specification of " fuck up " not thought of yet houhh ] and out of fear and panic he decides to escape Heaven and comes down to Earth to hide from Management. Yayyyy
Also Stanley happens to be a priest and Narrator thinks hes neat so he just shows up to the confession booth one day and goes " greetings esteemed son of man I've come to inform you that I might have gravely fucked up " and shenanigans ensue from there
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drawthething · 1 year
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We, as a society, need to remember the masterpiece that is Tina Belcher's Erotic Friend Fiction
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summerroseart · 4 months
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Part 2 is Amy! I think I'll do Tails next :3
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tatck · 1 year
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This goofy lil guy
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gorgon-heap · 8 months
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I Thank You: A Brief Account of Sonic’s No Good Terrible Very Bad Day (and Shadow’s even worse day)
@son1c’s sonic prime au has been jingling around my brain like a loose marble (especially the splinters of shadow), and this ask from @boom-fanfic-a-latta inspired me to actually sit down and write it :D
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The first thing Shadow noticed was the noise.
It was hard not to notice it, honestly. The eerie silence of the Void was disconcerting, but this was something Shadow had never encountered before. This was an oppressive wall of sheer sound that filled the air and slammed into his ears the minute he entered the Boscage.
It knocked the wind out of him, and he sunk to his knees as he tried to regain his composure.
Dimly, he heard Sonic buzzing around him, jabbering about something. Shadow could only grit his teeth in response.
It’s so loud….How does Sonic not hear this?
He clapped a hand over his mouth in a desperate attempt to ground himself, to experience anything other than the oppressive sound. It didn’t work.
“Shadow? You alright?”
Shadow let out a shaky breath, and it took great effort for him to stop his ears from twitching. The last thing he needed was Sonic worrying about him.
“I’m fine. It’s just adjusting to a new Shatterverse.” Shadow forced himself to his feet. “Tell me about this world?”
Sonic didn’t look convinced, but didn’t press the issue. “The Bocage is entirely take over by huge plants. The forest floor is entirely inhospitable to life, and that means that—“
Plants. It couldn’t be.
Could it?
He felt a tear escape and leak down the side of his face. He was vaguely aware that Sonic, who had been staring at him with concern, had tracked that tear’s path with his eyes. But Shadow had bigger things to worry about. He, and probably he alone, could hear the Boscage.
And it was screaming.
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It had been a few days. Some of the worst days of Shadow’s existence. Boscage Maze was a blur. The residents of the Boscage were a blur. The only thing that was clear was, paradoxically, the murmur of the forest. As it turns out, when billions of plants whisper in someone’s mind, it results in a cacophony, and the worst headache Shadow has ever had.
He was beginning to have trouble remembering why he was there, his goal in coming here, and even who he was. He just shuffled behind Sonic as they navigated the jungle.
Today, they were visiting….somewhere. Egg…something? Shadow couldn’t remember, but Tails was leading the way. Or, this Shatterverse’s Tails. His head hurt too much to care.
He was also didn’t care when he met Windthrow. A tiny voice at the back of his mind reminded him that, but for the Deafening Sounds, he would have been astounded.
A larger, stronger, and more feral Sonic. Would wonders ever cease.
Shadow was roused from his thoughts as they arrived at their destination. It was an unassuming structure, with vine tendrils snaking around, but generally well kept. As they walked through the entryway, he absently noted that the design reminded him of the Ark.
They stepped into the entryway, and the doors swung shut, leaving their little group in the quiet hallway.
And it was quiet. It was utterly silent.
He felt his shoulders sag in relief. He didn’t realize how awful the noise was. It didn’t even bother him that there was a slight buzzing from the overhead lights.
“Shadow, everything alright?” Sonic’s voice boomed in his ears. It hurt, and made his ears twitch, but he welcomed it.
Shadow nodded slowly. He still felt a little dazed, but it was a relief to be able to think clearly for the first time in what felt like forever.
~~~
Sonic was worried.
Well, he was worried about a lot of things. This was an extremely bad situation, and he was well aware that that was an understatement. But in particular, Sonic was worried about Shadow. He was acting more reclusive and irritable than usual. Which was saying something.
Whenever they were at the Egg Base, Shadow disappeared, even though Sonic looked everywhere in the building. And when they were outside, he acted distracted and upset. Every time Sonic asked him what was wrong, he would respond (in true Shadow fashion) with a snappish “Nothing”. But his constant ear twitching and eyes darting back and forth belied his distress. So did his muttering under his breath.
Sonic had decided not to continue pestering him. He instead focused all his attention and worry on finding the Shard.
The sooner we find it, the sooner I get Shadow out of here. The sooner I fix my stupid mistake.
Currently, they were in the Egg Base, and surprisingly, Shadow was hanging out with the group. Sonic was grateful to see that he looked relaxed, even if it was only a little bit. The weird dude who looked kind of like Eggman was showing off his latest creation, which was a metal version of Windthrow.
But as Metal Windthrow was powered on, Sonic was distracted by a faint gasp behind him. He turned and saw Shadow standing there completely rigid, chest heaving and eyes darting wildly. His ears wouldn’t stop twitching. He locked eyes with Sonic, before he fled the room.
Sonic got up to follow up, but stopped when he felt a large paw on his shoulder. Windthrow excitedly pointed at his metal counterpart, and threw back his head and howled. Metal Windthrow followed suit, and his rusty howl joined Windthrow’s. Sonic couldn’t help but smile fondly at what was soon to be a fast friendship. His smile fell as he turned and strode out of the room, determined to find Shadow.
~~~
He didn’t see Shadow for days after that, until one day Sonic entered the dining room. Shadow was standing at one of the tables, poring over the map that they had crudely drawn.
“Shadow! There you are! Are you alright? You disappeared! I’ve been looking everywhere for this Shard but haven’t found anything yet. Hey, what do you think—”Sonic’s nervous rambling was cut off by Shadow’s voice, which was uncharacteristically quiet.
“Sonic. Everything is okay. I just needed some to adjust to the Boscage Maze.” At this, Sonic frowned and opened his mouth, and closed it again. He sat down at the table, watching Shadow’s green eyes rake over the map. He looked—well, calm. But at the same time, he didn’t look well adjusted at all. He still had a dazed look, and there were heavy bags under his eyes.
“Are you sure? You can rest today, and we can go look tomorrow!” Shadow gave a small, fond smile, and Sonic felt his concern tie itself into knots in his stomach.
“We are fine, and in fact quite like being outside among the trees. It’s like coming home.” He turned and strode towards the door. “Let us go now and find Thorn Rose. Finding the Shard is our top priority.” Sonic pushed his worries aside. Shadow was right. The Shard was the most important thing.
Over the next couple of days, Shadow took charge of searching the Shard. He would stay out long after Sonic returned to the Egg Base for the night, and would even be gone before he woke up in the morning. He knew that Shadow was the Ultimate Loner, but he couldn’t shake the nagging feeling in the back of his mind. There was something that he couldn’t quite put his finger on, something he was missing. And it had everything to do with the strange way Shadow was acting.
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Sonic burst into the clearing, almost crashing into Shadow in his excitement.
“Shadow, there you are! I have a good lead on the Shard! We can grab it and fit the prism back together! We’re one step closer to going home!” Shadow looked up sharply with a glint in his eyes that made Sonic uneasy. As quick as it had appeared, Shadow’s face had smoothed back into that same calm expression he had had for the past couple of days.
“That’s good to hear, Sonic. But we don’t need to rush things. The Boscage is truly wonderful. I’m glad to have been able to experience it. In fact, we are sorry for our past anger. You see, it wouldn’t have existed if you hadn’t shattered the Paradox Prism. So, how could I be angry? I thank you, Sonic the Hedgehog.”
I thank you.
Sonic’s blood ran cold.
Shadow…
He took a step towards who…or whatever was controlling Shadow. “Who are you! What have you done with Shadow!”
‘Shadow’ just smiled. “We are Shadow. It would be rude to ignore this gift you have sent us. You have granted us a way to communicate with you, and a way to protect the Boscage.”
Sonic’s shoulders slumped, his chin hitting his chest.
Shadow…what have I done to you?
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