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chaossmith2 · 10 months
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"Ugh!"
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sittysocks · 1 year
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Blown away by Centaurworld!!! watched it with my sister in one go each season and now we constantly reference it play the songs in the car. singing along of course. Kimiko glenn!!???!?!!?? KILLED IT!!! SO so good please watch.
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squirrilous · 5 months
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soline70 · 2 days
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Humanized wammawink :))
Might do the others, might not, depends on if I remember to or not 😭😭
Anyways I love Wammawink sm sm she's such a fluffball
Also messing with my artstyle so if this looks terrible, that's why 😭😭
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kelpiemomma · 4 months
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It happened in the blink of an eye.
The Alpha Alakazam glanced at Khan, who had been oddly subdued since begrudgingly giving up where their next destination was, and then Ingo heard “you might be surprised by what you need,” and suddenly he was in the middle of a blood bath.
And Ingo was no stranger to battles- he and Emmet made a living off them, after all, and he'd participated in a handful of raids against scientists who thought they knew best for the world. He had seen the aftermath of people who had been attacked by wild pokemon, and what remained of those who decided their best course of action in life was to jump into a set of train tracks. It was never any less horrifying, and Ingo occasionally had nightmares about what he'd seen, but where he was now…
It simply was a nightmare.
Fires burned in varying degrees all around him. Some consumed trees, and some consumed bodies. He tried to find something to put them out with there was nothing nearby. Not even snow. At the sound of laughter he turned his head to see a group of humans in pale tunics walking away, a few of them carrying bloodied sticks. Anger flushed through his veins and he went to chase after them but was pulled backwards instead. He tried again, and again, but their strange words vanished into the forest and faded into darkness. Ingo was left surrounded by corpses of pokemon, confused and horrified.
There was nothing he could do, and he didn't know why he was here.
The sun faded in the sky and the fires began to die, slowly turning to embers. The bodies they'd consumed were nothing but charred husks, and the primitive buildings he'd first thought to simply be fallen trees collapsed on themselves with no support left. It has taken Ingo longer than he cared to admit that this hadn't just been a group of pokemon- it had been their home, where they'd had their own rooms. There were enough bodies here to be an entire family, the kind biologists loved to see where he came from. They were so few and far between, requiring a curious amount of intelligence, teamwork, and tolerance. He knew people, personally, who would have loved to observe this family.
And here he was, observing their bodies instead.
A terrified yelp grabbed his attention; another den had just collapsed. Apparently this inhabitant had been alive. Ingo dashed over and tried to remove branches- his hands went right through, but he didn't stop trying. After releasing his own anguished scream - why was he here when he was so useless?! - the branches moved. An ashen, burnt paw emerged first. The sticks wiggled again, collapsing around the body further, until the remaining pokemon finally managed to pull itself free. And it was only then, staring at the young Zorua, that Ingo finally realized what he must have walked into.
He turned to look, to take in what he had taken for granted before.
The bodies weren't just pokemon. They were Zoroarks, Zoruas. Pokemon that had, from his understanding, been long loathed in Hisui. Seen as ill omens, as dangers to their societies. This clan must have settled somewhere, thinking it a safe area to raise their family, only for it to be discovered by humans. Humans who were fearful of what they saw as dangerous. Attack before you are attacked. Ingo could, to an extent, understand why- pokemon in Hisui were so much more aggressive, defensive, than those he had grown up with and known. Some people had pokemon partners but they were not like what he was used to. And with this clan settling in, with new generations being reared, he could only imagine the thought process the humans who had found it must have had.
Get them, before they get us.
He turned back to the Zorua, who had emerged from the collapsed den and now stood silently.
Staring.
Ingo wanted to know what his expression was, but just as he began to lean over to look the pokemon began moving. He approached the closest corpse first- this one hadn't been burned, at least, but there was a puddle of blood haloing it. The Zorua didn't seem to notice his paws getting wet as he drew closer, lifting a paw to nudge the body. The corpse. As Ingo expected, there was no response. The Zorua tried again, finally turning away when the corpse remained still.
Ingo followed as it staggered around the ashes of the clearing, prodding at every body it found regardless of their state. Some were so very obviously dead… but the Zorua still tried.
Trauma, Ingo knew, did funny things to a mind. To one as young as this…
It was no wonder why Khan was the way he was.
The young pokemon finally stopped, his breaths coming faster and faster. Ingo knelt down when his back legs collapsed, arms reaching out as if he could help. As before, he simply phased through. The Zorua turned his head, finally revealing the scar that Ingo would come to know well, now a fresh wound that still bled. His paws were cut up and burnt, there were scratches and lesions all along his back. He was a mess. Ingo could hear frantic, near-silent whines coming from the Zorua. It was hard to say if the volume was from fear that he would be heard, or if the smoke had gotten to his lungs.
Tears began slipping from the Zorua 's eyes. His panting became one long, hiccuping whine. His head remained turned, staring behind him, and Ingo was struck by what he'd yelled at Khan in anger so long ago, and yet so recently.
“You have no idea what it's like to have a family you can't return to!”
Khan, of all of their companions, absolutely did. This… this was why his reaction had been so strong, why Nana and Mnesomyne both had stepped in to stop Khan from assaulting - perhaps even killing - Ingo.
This is why she sent me here.
Ingo looked down at the Zorua again. Khan seemed to be frozen in place, but the wind around them was moving leaves and leftover smoke. It was only Khan who was frozen, unable to look away from his slaughtered family.
“I'm sorry,” Ingo said quietly, placing his hands around Khan's body as if he could actually hold him, “I'm so sorry.”
#Khan a.#Centaurworld au#Ingo#Not sure how much I'll upload after this tbh. I'm not really feeling it anymore.#In this au Khan takes the place of wammawink but... He's an aggressive asshole. Who aggressively takes care of people.#Not very many (he can't tolerate a lot of people) but his small pack is much beloved by him#And anyone outside that pack is a threat that he will eliminate#Ingo ended up with them through circumstances (named Akari. He was injured and she was sympathetic)#He and Khan butt heads a lot at first bc Ingo desperately wants to get back to Emmet.#Ingo (not knowing Khans history) does a lot of shoving his foot in his mouth re: Khans (lack of) family#Until Khan realizes they need guidance on where to go and... Reluctantly takes Ingo and Co to an Alakazam who can help#(you get not what you want but what you need)#She sends ingo into Khan's memory (horse being thrown into wammawinks past) where he sees the truth#That Khan isn't alone with his small pack because he's too good for other Zoroark (so he says)#But because his entire pack was ruthlessly slaughtered by humans while he was young#The reason why he's so protective. Why he doesn't sleep much. Why he's so volatile towards humans.#And Ingo has said so much without knowing better. He's going to do better now that he knows tho.#Re: wammawink and horse bonding. So did Ingo and Khan.#Ingo sees Khans past and understands his desire to protect. Promises to help him as best he can.#Khan in turn lets himself rely more on Ingo and gradually begins to soften.#When the noble Zoroark tries to kill Ingo (who's sad bc he's losing his memory and noble Zoroark just wants to genuinely help)#It's Khan who approaches him with softness and kindness and forgiveness#'we are all just fragile things'#And he promises that no matter what he'll get ingo back to where he belongs and who he belongs with#(Emmet is horrified and concerned and just relieved Ingo is back but. Why did he bring back three pokemon and two humans as well.#Why did they have to come with.)
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Centaurworld Humans~
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Girls: Wammawink, Horse & Glendale
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Boys: Durpleton, Zulius & Ched
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oorevitcejda · 1 year
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its late but happy international womens days to allthe drawings in my sketchbook that ID as women or lesbians
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ablobwhowrites · 10 months
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Yandere centaur world headcanons and shitposting.
*you when you and horse went to centaur world for the first time*
Wammawink: “even if your human, your apart of my herd”
M/n: “horse, I think I just went mentally insane now”
Horse: “war has permanently destroyed our mentality has gotten both of us now”
Splendib: “oh I like that human, he’s mine now” *m/n proceeds to get snatched from horse and the herd by the glitter cats*
Zulius: *gasp* “YOU BI-“
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Pov your a seal-taur and now apart of wammawinks herd
I do imagine when you and horse met wammawink and her herd, they all for real though you two where a centaur but just separated by magic or something cause you where on horses back when you came to their world
Cheb: "listen I don't do favorites....y/n and Durpleton are my favorite, not horse"
Y/n: "horse has done nothing wrong, cheb"
Cheb: "she is existing"
Y/n: "hey where did my sword go?"
*Glendale proceeded to throw y/n's sword into her portal tummy* "oh, you must have dropped it somewhere"
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Pov what Zulius wrote on splendib's mirror after the competition episode
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camellia-salazar · 5 months
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Here you go, 10 spanking new fan art. Happy Thanksgiving! ✨🦃
Sorry I don't have anything Thanksgiving themed. Not sure if I ever will before the month ends. But dang, art block for a while ends up with you having ideas especially if you join in new fandoms.
Speaking of here is a lot of Kaufmo and Wammawink art. My contribution to the fandoms.
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Don't tag any of this as ship thanks. I'm saying this just in case, I know it's not really needed but still. Also I hope that IDs work so that my words don't separate the art as much. And do I use a lot of blue? Because I feel like I do.
(explanation of how Kaufmo went back to "normal" will probably exist probably not so)
Rant👇
The only sucky part is that I drew one more piece of fan art and I've reached the limit to this post so I can't add it in until the next one.
On the bright side AJR's new album The Maybe Man and Jon Bellion's album The Human Condition got me on chokehold the entire month. Those probably inspired me too.
So yeah thanks for viewing my fan art and such. My brain thinks of more stuff and my motivation is active so I'm most likely gonna produce more fan art. Again thanks and Happy Thanksgiving!! I'm thankful for all of you! Cya in the next post or reblog! 👍✨💖
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I still have so many feelings about the trauma in Centaurworld s1.
the tree shamans couldn't bring back Wammawink's herd, because what she needed wasn't for the dead to rise, but to heal. bringing back her family would not have fixed the trauma of knowing they were dead--murdered brutally and torched. necromancy isn't therapy.
the Be Best Competition is focused on appearances and distraction. there is talent on display, but you're not rewarded for artistry or passion, only novelty--or appealing specifically to the particular taste of one person (Johnny Teatime). And you don't even get to enjoy being the winner, because tomorrow you have to compete again if you want to keep the sash. You wake up in the morning and have to choose between being a cut-throat performer who will tear down their friends and loved ones to be closer to fame, or being an audience member--a nobody, because you aren't Performing hard enough. (or you can be normal like David and considered a joke)
the beartaur is definitely a fatphobic stereotype, but also he's a fucking asshole because he see the very real pain and death caused by the war as something Fun To Look At; he's not processing his grief, he's using the grief of others as toys. like the middle class white dudes who obsess over the Vietnam war or collect N*zi "memorabilia" instead of maybe dissecting the fact that their grandfather was a cruel, evil man because he obeyed orders to torture and murder other human beings, and it fucked up his brain chemistry.
the whale shaman herself is a metaphor for suicide, addiction, any form of unhealthy coping mechanism that relies on numbing yourself to everything--not just the hurt. she thinks she's helping (like the people who offer you drugs when you're grieving to "take your mind off things"), but all she does is deprive. I'm really glad she changes, by the way. it is so important that people realize you do not have to disappear from the world. you can stay. you MUST stay.
the human woman's boyfriend turned evil so she locked him in the void and... what, expected everyone else in two entire universes to just never wonder at the Rift and maybe find another way to open it? she expected everyone to share her shame and despair, and lose the ability to hope or fight for those they loved? she let the knowledge of the very real danger fade from everyone's minds, because she personally didn't feel like she could do anything?
I'm almost definitely going to add to this after I finish s2
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eelslippers · 21 days
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I saw a bunch of people making these favourite character bingos so I tried making one too! I tried to add as many characters from videogames as I could because videogames are the media I consume most frequently, but It was hard because I made a rule of adding only one character per media.
Characters listed in order below:
-Harvey from stardew valley
-Brett Hand from Inside Job
-Dwight Fairfield from Dead By Daylight
-Lance Mcclain from Voltron (this one pains me)
-The Guide/Wall of Flesh from Terraria
-Laios Touden from Dungeon Meshi
-Veronica Santangelo from Fall out New Vegas
-Aziraphale from Good Omens
-Sypha Belnades from Castlevania
-Sasha Waybright from Amphibia
-Lilith Clawthorne from the Owl House
-Wammawink from Centaurworld
-Courtney from Dead End Paranormal Park
-Snorpy Fizzlebean from Bugsnax
-Wheatley from Portal 2
-Al-An from Subnautica: Below Zero
-Troupe Master Grimm from Hollow Knight
-Olaf from Animal Crossing: New Horizons
-Zagreus from Hades
-Gregg from Night in the Woods
-Pomni from the Amazing Digital Circus
-Connor from Detroit Become Human
-Sunny from Omori
-Professor Kukui and Breloom from Pokemon
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prismartist · 1 year
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one thing i love about centaurworld is how it differentiates the two worlds, usually through styles and animation. but besides that, it also shows this through naming convention. every major centaur we're introduced to has a name--Wammawink, Horsatia, Zulius, etc--, but everyone from the human world doesn't. they're only referred to or credited with titles--Rider, the General, Mysterious Woman, Horse. the only exception to this is Becky Apples.
and then there's the Elktaur. an interesting case once you've considered the above. he follows the human naming convention of not really having a name, but even the name alone outs him as a centaur. which is a great way to signify his position!! even when being or acting human he still is rooted to his centaur origins. stuck between two worlds, being both and neither at the same time. he fits in everywhere and nowhere.
and considering the title he chose is the Nowhere King, we can see how he chose to interpret that.
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fireember345 · 1 year
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The Nowhere King and the Elsewhere Prince Prompt
A Centaurworld Prompt
Do not own Centaurworld
Anyone can use it
Rider is the General’s Daughter
The General is not the Nowhere King
But he was Elktaur
General cold, emotionless serious, intelligent
Elsewhere joyfully, playful, emotional, friendly
It remembered nothing but always eats. Loves to find any treats. Wanders about anywhere, with no locks, always elsewhere. With horn of one, does search for the other. The missing antler, the other brother. Always wander, you boggy prince. Searching for something ever since.
Wammawink discovers after leaving her home after the death of their herd a strange creature that looked like the Nowhere king but much more pacified, smaller and child-like with a missing antler
She was nervous at first but then realize that it was just as lonely as she was
She calls him Uniantler
Uniantler drips magic as everywhere he went he causes unintentional magic
Wammawink tries to teach him to control it while trying to teach him how to talk
The herd accepts him as see him as the younger brother as he often wanders off
They meet Horse, who is a little weary of Uniantler since he was creepily familiar to the stories she heard in her own world
The Trees Shamans call him Elsewhere Princes, because he is needed elsewhere but doesn’t remember
The Tree Shamans show him a vision of a woman with his missing antler
Uniantler likes to eat when he’s stressed
Unitaur can get pass the dome without any help
The woman tries to capture Uniantler as she is the one who has his antler
The Woman revealed that The Nowhere King was created by stolen magic from Elsewhere Prince as every time Uniantler tries to attack him with his magic, the Nowhere King gets bigger
The General is determined to find Elsewhere Prince as he revealed Rider that he once had magic a long time ago before the Nowhere King stole his magic away and lost her mother to the portals
It was then revealed that the Nowhere King is the Woman’s father, the King of Humans who hated centaurs, especially Elktaur, the Chrono Shaman, who holds power to open worlds and the magic between them
The princess eloped with Elktaur as the King wanted the magic so he can force order onto all
He discovers Elktaurs notes on separation and fusion magic and used it to split the Elktaur into the General and the Magic Elk
The Elk is taken as the General was saved by his wife
The princess usurps her father and becomes ruler while the King flee with his followers
Combining the magic of the Key with the Elk, slowly turning him by force into the Elsewhere Prince as the King makes his terrible army, turning himself into the Nowhere King
The Queen frees Elsewhere as the General faces off against the Nowhere King
The Nowhere King tries to kill the woman as she was about to destroy the machine but Elsewhere steps in and save her, causing the explosion that separated the three and trapping the Nowhere King
The trauma and attack causes Elsewhere to lose his antler and his memory as he fled with fear
Uniantler is captured on again as the Nowhere King plans for his invasion
The General tells Rider that if he and Elsewhere are one again, he can take back the magic that created the Nowhere King
While the War is going on, the General finds his better half as Elsewhere call him that as well
The Woman then is grateful to see both of her husband again and unites them once again
Elktaur returns as he uses the key to return the magic that was stolen, saving the two worlds
The Woman is the one that kills her father as Elktaur hands her the keys so she can have closure
Everyone is happy as the army and the herd realized that the General and Uniantler aren’t gone but whole again
Since Elktaur would be training Horse into becoming the next Chrono Shaman, he hands down the crown to his daughter, believing it was time for young blood and a strong heart to take the reigns
Horse and Rider worked hard to bring peace and love to both worlds
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pandemi-writes · 1 year
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Ranibow Sprimkles
Centaurworld x DP crossover 
~1200 words, Rated PG-13 for use of single F-bomb
***ENJOY***  
Horse was looking forward to a nice, quiet day in Centaurworld. Even after the war, surprisingly few days had been quiet; her herd either attracted trouble, or just plain seeked it out on their own when the mood struck them. So yes, when Horse saw everyone settle into their Lazy Day routines, she could honestly say that she was feeling just a little bit smug, one might even say giddy, as she laid down next to Rider to get in a good after-breakfast nap while she could.
A bright flash of light startled everyone out of their laze—
Oh come on!
A swirling green portal appeared in the air next to their little camp. It looked so much like the rift between the Human world and Centaurworld, except this one was much smaller and wasn’t attached to any structure, with no key to hold it either! It looked like it was just big enough for Rider to step through, maybe Horse if she squeezed, so that eased her worries some bit—no armies would be coming through any time soon—but they all stood up and got in ready positions just in case.
Just a moment later, a human boy stepped through—or what Horse assumed was a human boy? He looked so different compared to the other human boys she had seen during her life in the Human world. First: his hair was white, whiter than anything she’s ever seen on a human. Second: his eyes, hands, and feet were huge compared to the rest of his skinny frame. He looked so out of place that Horse wondered if he wasn’t from either of the two worlds. Are there even other worlds?
As they stared at him, the boy stared right back, eyes wide, up until he opened his mouth.
“Holy shit—”
Whatever the boy said after that was lost as Glendale started yelling and running around in a panic, arms flailing.
“WOOOOOOAAAA!! HE SAID A BAD WORD, WAMMAWINK! THE HUMAN BOY THING JUST SAID A BAD WORD!!”
Durpleton joined in on the yelling and running, also he was crying. Great. And, of course not one to be left out of a trend, Zulius started crying as well, quickly followed by—when did Gebbrey get here??
Wammawink immediately jumped in to calm them all down with soft lullabies and reassurances.
Meanwhile the boy just looked bewildered. He caught Rider’s eye with a pleading expression. She huffed amusedly, and walked over to stand next to him.
“Um… are they okay? I’m really sorry about that, it just kind of slipped out. You know, when he said ‘Go to Centaurworld’ I wasn’t expecting like half-animal-half-man-things, and I’m rambling…” the boy trailed off. Rider chuckled.
“Yeah, they’re fine,” she assured him. “They’re actually always like this, but you get used to it.”
“Great, ‘cuz I actually came here for something specific,” he stuck a hand behind his back and pulled it back with an empty glass jar from somewhere. “Right, I’m Danny by the way.”
“Oh, I’m—”
“OH YEAH? YOU THINK THAT’S A BAD WORD?” Ched shouted from where the rest of the herd was gathered. Ugh, Ched. “PFFT, PFFT, PFFT! AMATURE! THAT’S AN AMATURE BAD WORD!”
“Ched,” Wammawink warned.
“I’LL SHOW YOU A REAL BAD WORD!”
“Ched, no!”
 “FUCK!”
 Silence reigned throughout the camp, before, of course, more shouting and crying from the others in the herd. Wammawink’s face turned small as she narrowed her eyes and scowled at the boy standing in front of the portal.
“You.”
“Uhh…” The boy tried to back up as Wammawink hopped angrily towards him.
“This is all your fault!” She stopped directly in front of him, and put on—wow, that’s the most passive aggressively fake smile Horse had ever seen Wammawink wear. “What is it that you want so you can leave? Like right now?”
“I, uhh… need to fill this with something called Sparkle Blinkies?” the boy lifted the empty jar. “Do you know where I can get some?”
Wammawink grabbed the jar out of the boy’s hand and tilted her head over it with another scowl and a huff. The boy’s face went through an impressive range of emotions as he watched her fill the jar with her sparkle blinkies. When done, she shoved the jar back at the boy and barely waited for him to have a hold on it before letting it go and forcibly turning him around and shoving him back towards the portal that he came from, all while smiling and rambling cheerfully.
“Well here you go now, all the sparkle blinkies you could want and oh look at that, your reason to be here is gone, such a shame, would love to do this again, but we’re going to be, hm, not here, if you ever come back and your portal is right there, don’t forget to close it on your way out, buh-bye!”
She gave one last push and the boy fell back into his own world…
Probably, Horse thought.
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With a shove from the pink alpaca-centaur-woman, Danny fell back into the Ghost Zone; the portal closing quickly behind him.
He could honestly say that that wasn’t the weirdest world he’d ever been to, but also, he’d be fine not going back there ever again, if it was all up to him. But alas, it was not, so he trudged his way back to Clockwork’s lair. When he got there, he slammed the doors open and flew to the sitting room, where he knew the old geezer would be.
“Hey Clockwork, I’m back with your eye sparkles!” he called, shaking the now-filled jar a bit. The blinky-star things glittered and made little magic tinkling noises. “What did you need them for anyway?”
“Thank you, Daniel,” Clockwork floated over to him and accepted the jar with an outstretched hand, then motioned for Danny to follow him back to where the sofa-chairs and a small table were set up. The old ghost snapped his fingers and two giant dishes of ice cream poofed into existence, piled high with bananas, cherries, chocolate and caramel sauces, and topped with whipped cream. The only thing that seemed to be missing from this picture-perfect dessert was—what was Clockwork doing?
Said ghost had floated over to the dishes while Danny was distracted. He plucked a star sparkle from its jar and crushed it in his hand before sprinkling it over the ice cream, and again for the second one. The old stopwatch then turned around with a small smile and a twinkle in his eye.
“You are just in time for my Ice Cream Sunday.”
“… I can feel the way you said ‘Sunday’ instead of ‘Sundae,’” Danny rolled his eyes. “Why are you like this?”
“I have no idea what you mean,” Clockwork tilted his head. “I can put it away if you don’t—”
“Nope! No it’s fine! I am all for Ice Cream Sundays! Thanks gramps!”
Clockwork just smiled as he watched Danny dig into his treat, and started spooning into his as well.
All is as it should be.
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bimobuddy · 2 years
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Giggle fit
This is a tickle fic! Don't like it, keep scrolling.
Ship: Zulius x Splendib (stripes on stripes)
Lee! Zulius
Spoilers if you're still watching!
It had been a while since the war, and Centaurworld had returned to the way it was. Zulius and Splendib had gotten together and were resting in the shade of a large tree just outside of Cat Valley.
Zulius was laying in the grass with his human half sitting up, of course looking at his reflection in the nearby pond. While he was fixing his hair, Splendib was curled next to him, wrapping his own tail around Zulius'.
The Zebrataur smiled and sat up more to face Splendib to say something, when he suddenly felt his lips tug into a wider smile than he had intended, as well as giggles bubbling up from his chest. Splendib had started to trace his fingers over Zulius' stripes, which was actually pretty ticklish. "Wait, dohon't-" he giggled, trying to lean away. But the tiger had caught on, and Zulius could feel the chaotic energy radiating from him.
He tried to jump up to escape, but the moment he felt fingers spider across the area where his human back met his zebra back, he fell back down, giggling loudly. "Splehehehehahaha! Stahahahahap!"
Splendib smirked and stopped immediately. "Alright then. I'm done." He said, knowing full well how Zulius would react.
Zulius huffed and crossed his arms, pouting a little at the sudden lack of attention and affection. He huffed louder, trying to get his tiger's attention again, but Splendib simply ignored him.
Being the drama queen he is, Zulius leaned into Splendib's side, gently smacking his back with his tail, muttering something. Unable to hide his smugness, Splendib asked, "What was that? I didn't hear you, love~" "Wh- Don't make me repeat myseeeeeelf!" Zulius flopped himself dramatically over Splendib's front paws.
"I can't help you, if you don't communicate, remember what Wammawink said about communication and honesty~?" He chuckled. Zulius crossed his arms again. "Don't you dare use Wammawink against me like that. The audacity alone is insulting."
When Splendib simply returned his attention to the water instead of him, Zulius huffed and covered his face. "Can y-... You... didn't have to stop. Just give me the attention I clearly deseEERVE-" He shot his arms down, looking away when he felt Splendib gently pinch down his human sides.
A bright red blush flushed across his face and over his cheeks. Splendib pinched down his sides, and skittered his fingers across where the zebra half met the human half (something he knew Zulius couldn't stand), and tickled across his zebra tummy.
Once he got to the zebra tummy it was all over for Zulius. He laughed loudly and kicked his hooves in the air, trying to roll away, which Splendib didn't allow by using his front paws to hold him in place.
"NOHOHOHAHAHA! SPLEHEHEHEHEHEN- HEHEHEHE STAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" He squealed and playfully pushed at Splendib's face.
The whole time the tiger sat there, just smiling. Anytime be saw that smile or heard him giggle, it was like falling in love again. It always made him happy to see Zulius happy.
That was, until he got a hoof to the face.
"OOF- ohow!" he let Zulius up, chuckling a little. The zebra shot up, also giggling. "S-Sohohorry! I didn't mehean to!"
Of course Splendib wasn't truly injured, he had a higher pain tolerance, plus the kick wasn't super hard.
He growled playfully and pulled Zulius close again. Knowing what that particular growl meant, Zulius started giggling in anticipation. "Wait wait wahahait! It was an ahahaccident!"
Splendib leaned down and blew a raspberry against his side, shaking his head from side to side making it tickle more. His beard made things twice as bad.
Zulius lost it. "AAA STAAHAHAHAHAP NOHOHOHOHO! DIHIHIHIHIBS!" He squirmed and kicked, tail flicking from side to side wildly.
Finally Splendib stopped and just held the poor giggly zebra. Zulius layed there just giggling from the left over tickles. Once he finally calmed down and looked up at his boyf- he burst out giggling again.
Zulius was one of those people who can't stop laughing once already thrown into a giggle fit. Everyone he tried to calm down and make eye contact, he'd just wheeze and start laughing again.
"STAHAP!"
"I'm literally not doing anything."
"Dihihibs!"
"Zuli, I am not even touching you."
"You're loohookin' at me!"
Splendib rolled his eyes fondly and draped a heavy paw back over Zulius, just laying there and enjoying the giggle fit.
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