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guacameowle · 3 years

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Jumin Han’s Bad End 2 DLC - Notes / Opinion

Y’all know me. I have to take notes for everything I play or read or watch. I can’t help it. Here we have Jumin Han’s Bad End 2 DLC. The infamous bad end. The red shoes bad end. The “kinky” bad end, to some. Not my favorite bad end, but a memorable one. With that said, let’s dive in! Spoilers ahead!

Episode 1

This DLC has multiple endings! Interesting. Depending on how I answer will determine which end I get. This has me thinking there may be a way to get Jumin back onto a healthier relationship track? I will eventually aim to achieve both endings, though.

Jumin’s hand is fucking HUGE. MASSIVE. WHAT ARE THEY FEEDING HIM? Please hold while I scream at Kristan (jalaqueeno) about this. Holy shit.

It’s been one month since Jumin went to work. One whole month! Mr. Jumin Workaholic Han hasn’t gone to work in ONE MONTH! This man has made it his sole mission to keep you locked up & stay with you. Dude, like… why are you so obsessed with me~?

MANSION? They’re not in the penthouse anymore? I mean… there are worse cages to be kept in.

I am absolutely playing the answers that subtly suggest I am not ok with this new forced live-in situation.

HE’S TRACKING HOW MANY STEPS I’VE TAKEN. Wait until this man finds out I hate walking the mile…

Jumin continues to call this a game. Says he has a therapist on standby. Does he know that HE can use the therapist? In fact, I highly recommend it.

He says you can leave at any time. Color me suspicious. I don’t believe him for one second. How far is this “game” going?

MY PRECIOUS BABY DARLING SWEETIE PIE TOO GOOD FOR THIS WORLD WHOLESOME BEAUTY PERFECT CUPCAKE ELIZABETH 3RD HAS ARRIVED!

According to Jaehee, MC has been with Jumin for two months now.

Interesting how Jaehee makes a point to mention the mansion being untouched as this is where Jumin keeps his childhood toys. He brought you where he keeps his toys. Does he really see all of this as a game & you’re a toy? Can he snap out of it if you call for the game to end, or will there be backlash?

Some of these answer choices feel tricky. I’m trying to gently weasel my way out of this “game” without hurting anyone.

“Don’t say that to my master.” Listen, Jumin is my favorite man in this game, but that answer option physically made me cringe. Me? Call a man master? I could never. Not me. Not this bitch.

Wow. Ok. All this stuff with Jumin’s mom is moving fast. I can already see if he actually does lose her, it may make him hold onto MC that much more/harder. Maybe.

Woah woah woah. I know Jumin is acting a little suspicious & out of sorts, BUT AIN’T NO ONE MARRYING HIM EXCEPT ME. ALL RIGHT? I’ll fight. I know where to get a bomb…

Excuse me? A fitness trainer? Yeah........ about that. I’m going to have to leave. Sorry this situation didn’t work out between us Juju. Best of luck, though!

Episode 2

My room is kind of cute! Wait, why the fuck aren’t Jumin & I sharing a room? If I’m locked up & tracked, you better believe I’m sleeping next to that dick.

Send a message to space? The fuck?

Oh. Duh.

“I heard that obsession comes from anxiety.” DING DING DING DING.

Omg Seven. You can’t just ask me to open my box. I’m seeing another man...

LONG HAIRED JUMIN?????

Jumin really didn’t have one woman in his life who wasn’t cold or weird to him. I know we already knew from his route he had a difficult upbringing. But I hadn’t expected them to dive into that aspect for this DLC but I can see how there’s the connection.

I told him I wanted to be alone to see if he’d respect boundaries.

OH SHIT THAT CHAPTER ENDED SO QUICK. DID I FUCK UP?!

Episode 3

So are we meant to see this adult Jumin, playing this “game” with MC, as him regressing within himself & falling back to enjoying fantasy? Avoiding reality? Something he didn’t allow himself to do as an actual child? He didn’t understand why people indulge in magic, fantasy, make-believe as a kid. Now he’s vastly overshot the mark to the point that this fantasy life with MC has become his “reality.”

DO NOT GIVE THIS BABY BOY WINE, I SWEAR TO GOD.

Omg. Little Jumin is so cute. I will fight everyone to protect him.

This woman done fucked up. Look at this child, you’ve given him anxiety. He doesn’t know if you want him to be mechanical or a normal kid. Jesus. All this Work Work Work No Emotion Work Only No Feelings bullshit is her fault. Jumin’s only doing what he was taught. He was told this is all he’s good for, all he was meant for.

“I feel like I am a tool. Sometimes I want to be treated like a son.” STOP. IF THIS GAME MAKES ME CRY. I’M GONNA FIGHT SOMEONE.

IF Y’ALL DON’T GIVE THIS LITTLE BOY THE LOVE & AFFECTION & CARE HE DESERVES

Jumin is obsessed with grape juice. Grows up to be obsessed with wine. Y’all made him an alcoholic.

“I am not like her. I will not be cold. I will be warm to my family…” JUMIIIIIN. THIS LITTLE BOY IS TRYING SO HARD! IT IS POSSIBLE JUMIN! AIM FOR YOUR GOOD & NORMAL ENDINGS!

SLEEPY JUMIN HAN CG

OH FUCK

OH FUCK ME

OH HELLO HUSBAND GODDAMN YOU LOOKIN’ CUTE AS FUCK

LET ME HOLD YOU JUMIN. YOU DESERVE TO BE LOVED & HELD & CARED FOR!

I think you have to choose the answers that gently pry you away from Jumin? He can’t force this relationship. It can’t be controlled by him. It isn’t a game. He needs to come to that realization, but he’s really not making that connection...

“I have never been involved in a deal outside a form of give-and-take.” Oh, that hurt. He doesn’t trust you to stay with him unless he can offer you something? His money/extravagance/keeping you in this “game” you started with him & him playing into it is what he has to do to keep you with him.

“Please show me that you love me. I want to know what love is.” Insert Explicit MC x Jumin Fanfic Here. I’ll show you, Jumin. I’ll show you all night long.

*Jumin snuggled closer* In my own personal canon, that means we FUCKED. SLOWLY. GENTLY. ROMANTICALLY.

Episode 4

The creepy lullaby music started up. Shit is about to go down.

Omg is this butler going to lock me in the basement?

Lmao did I fuck up with the “what’s a cage doing here?” reply? How was I supposed to know there wasn’t actually a cage there? No Jumin, I don’t want a cage. …. at least not for me, but we can discuss that later.

SHE WOULD LOCK HIM IN THE BASEMENT? That’s it. I’m fighting everyone. Stay behind me Jumin, I’ll protect you.

“Let me talk to her! I’d like a word with her!” LET ME AT HER, JUMIN. I HAVE SOME SHIT TO SAY. SHE’S DYING. I HAVE A SHORT WINDOW. LET ME AT HER.

Not little boy Jumin Shawshank Redemptioning his way out of the basement omggggg

JUMIN YOU WANNA FUCK? NOW? This man is sending me through whirlwind of emotions.

OH SHIT. I’m torn between the “whisper in his ear” option or the “let’s change our roles for just today” because as y’all may know, I enjoy being in charge.

Me: “Let’s change our roles…” Jumin: “Uhhh maybe we should leave.” Darling, you know you’re a submissive. It’s ok. No judgement.

FADE TO BLAAAAACK. THEY FUCKIN’.

I’M HOOTIN’ & HOLLERING. After the fade the black I said I would stay in my own clothes & Jumin says, “They’re dirtier than you would think.” DID THIS MAN JUST CUM EVERYWHERE? LMAAAOOOO

Happy End!

Ayyy we did it, lads! Unlocked the happy ending first. Even though we already gave Jumin a happy ending in that basement, you know what I’m sayin’~

LMFAOOOOO JUMIN STILL CAN’T DRIVE LMFAOOOO

Wait, turned our backs on everything? How the fuck is this the happy end? Happy for who? Jumin?

So… what the fuck was that?

The good ending just reenforces this “only us” narrative? The good ending is that this “game” Jumin & MC are playing doesn’t end? Nothing resolves. He doesn’t mend any relationships. There’s no healing or moving on. He exerts more of his control on MC & takes more drastic measures to ensure they’re together.

WAIT. DID WE JUST FUCKING ABANDON ELIZABETH 3RD TOO? ABSOLUTELY NOT. THIS ENDING SUCKS. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? FUCK THAT. PISS OFF, JUMIN HAN. I WON’T HAVE THAT BULLSHIT. YOU DID NOT JUST TURN INTO A PET ABANDONER RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY FUCKING FACE. I HATE IT. NO. I’M OUT.

The CG was hot, though. Jumin in black on black on black? AND GLOVES?! Hell yeah. That’s a whole meal right there. Delicious.

Episode 1 (Attempt 2)

Well, time to try to get the bad end (????) now I guess. Maybe the bad end is that this game of their’s actually does break. That’s what I’m hoping for at least.

Jumin already making jokes about switching roles. Jumin, my love. I am more than happy - extremely willing & eager actually - to be in charge here.

Pretending to want all of this ‘being a possession’ nonsense is making me uncomfyyyy.

Episode 2 (Attempt 2)

“Do something Jumin wouldn’t like” Lmaooo it calls Zen. HAHAHAHAHA

I think Zen’s voice acting is some of the most expressive, in this whole game.

Ah, so then I guess turning on the computer let’s you talk to Yoosung.

Not Jumin deliberately cutting my call. The audacity.

Jumin, possessiveness can sometimes be cute. But in this case, I’m not having it. Not interested.

All the toys in the world didn’t keep Jumin entertained. BUT THIS PUSSY DOES.

Episode 3 (Attempt 2)

Flew through that one just choosing the options I didn’t choose before. Didn’t seem to glean any new information except the fact that Jumin no longer has a desire to form a family, says it entirely depends on how badly MC wants a family. Continues that narrative of, if MC wants it, he will provide it... to keep her.

Episode 4 (Attempt 2)

So we’re just going to leave gold bars in that safe?

Happy End Again????

It says I got Happy End again, even though I chose entirely different answers & went along with being Jumin’s possession...

OH WAIT, IT IS DIFFERENT!

I can’t believe my first meeting with Jumin’s mother is after he rawed me in the basement & had me put on a fantasy fairy tale princess dress to make our escape. Omfg. Ma’am, your son’s cum is still dripping out of me, please give me a few minutes to freshen up first. Goddamn.

Jumin’s mom is named Carolyn!

I can’t believe I’m in the middle of a family argument while Jumin’s cum glues my thighs together.

She ain’t sick. She’s lying. I’m calling it.

“Simple - make him soft” Jumin: “Like mashed potato?” LIKE MASHED POTATO? FIRST OF ALL, JUMIN SAYING ‘MASHED POTATO’ IS SO FUCKING CUTE I WANNA SCREAM. Secondly I meant, make him soft as in help him let down some barriers & let people in.

“I heard sons are psychologically bound to be attracted to women reminiscent of their mothers.” Ok yes, that may be true but you don’t have to remind me. Bleh. Stop.

“If my consort is to leave me one day, I will be scarred for the rest of my life.” I am sad for him. So sad.

ONE BILLION, TO BREAK UP WITH JUMIN? WOMAN, YOU ARE SOMETHING ELSE.

The “mind if I touch it” option fucking sent me. I’m laughing so hard. It is 1am. I might wake up my neighbor! I chose the “…..” option though. I’m sticking with Jumin through this. Let’s see what happens.

… I’ll loop back & choose the money if I can though to see what chaos occurs.

“This is exactly what people mean when they say, ‘So not cool.’” JUMIN. NOW IS NOT THE TIME LMFAOOOO

Jumin went back to work. All right, that’s progress. He renovated the basement on a happier note. Ok ok, small progress.

“Now I wish to paint this entire place with our love.” TIME TO CHRISTEN EVERY ROOM WITH SEEEEX

THAT CG!!!!! AAAHHHHHHH!!!! WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW!!!!!!

Looping back to choose more options for this episode...

CALLED JUMIN’S MOM AN OLD HAG & JUMIN LIKED WHEN I DID THAT LMAOOOO. I would like to call her a lot of things.

Final thoughts:

Long story short (too late), this DLC reenforces that this is a Bad Ending path, in which you won’t find a fix for Jumin, won’t find a way to get him back on track to his true good end. And that’s ok! This is a bad end after all! Though both endings are listed as “good” or “happy” endings, they’re still set in this twisted relationship, this weak form of love, Jumin believes is real. He calls it a game, says a therapist is on standby, says MC can leave any time she wants, yet when she chooses options that distances herself, suggests Jumin pay more attention to something other than her, or shows she’d like more freedom, he immediately blocks that path in some way. Even when choosing all the options that don’t give in to the plaything/being controlled role, the conclusion is Jumin reenforcing his control harder - you both escape together to be alone, neglecting everyone & everything in your life, & Jumin insists all he has to do is take care of you in various ways - to give you everything - to keep you with him. Even following the confrontation with Jumin’s mother & turning down the option to leave Jumin for money, it shows how far Jumin will go to keep MC. He truly believes he has to provide everything (money, security, possessions, etc.) in exchange for her love, her company, her willingness to be with him. This man has slowly been broken over & over again over the course of his life & he’s finally given in to these poor teachings & selfish encouragements, & has convinced himself what he’s found is full love where he provides anything & everything to keep MC’s interest in him. A clear give & take relationship. A contract. A game. And he’s not about to let that go.

Personally, while this path isn’t my favorite for Jumin, I was still absolutely impressed with the two different ways they had this particular Bad End play out. An emotional read from start to finish & back again.

#I flew through that so quick whew #Jumin Han #mm #mysme #mystic messenger #Jumin Han Bad End 2 #Bad End 2 #DLC #Bad End 2 DLC #spoilers #spoiler #mysme spoiler #mysme spoilers #After End #Jumin Han DLC #Route Notes #text post #long post #Meowle Mumbles

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maldito-arbol · 2 years

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strengthhhhh

THAT RUCKIGN CROWN HRRRRR

Toad lords toad lords toad lordssss

It’s the crownnnnnn sashhh

Sasharcyyyy :(((( whyyy mallll, why can’t they just be happy

STRENGTH GRRRR

Tbh I find the castle interesting in general, it’s pretty cool.

FROOG FROOG FROOG

Oooooo secret doorway yumm, but also oh god it’s the basement isn’t it oh fuck.

OOOO STUFF LORE YUM, ALSO WARHAMMER MY BELOVEDDDD.

GRRR WHAT THE FUCK MALLL, WHAT WAS THAT WHAT WHAT

PERCY BRADDOCK OMGGGG THE DUDES!! I LOVE THEM

“He puts his hands up. “You have the final say,” he reminds her. “If you’d rather have them here, I won’t stop you. But remember that our enemies are numerous, and having eyes in different places is helpful.”

“Having eyes in different places is extremely helpful.””

Fuck I hate it here /lh

Anne :( :( :(

SASHARCY PLEASE JUST TALK IM BEGGING ON MY KNEES

Tbh I kinda like Aldo hshsshjs He is interesting

BERNARDOOOOOO

WOOO NEW OUTFITS

Braddock <3 <3 I love them!

Oh godddddd the claws were no a good ideaaa

LEGGGSSSSS YEAHH SHE HAS LEGSS WOO

WOOP WOOP Marcy’s new outfit!!

Sasharcy being soft eating this knowing things are probably gonna go to shit soon

Noooo orange ey door

Oh god sasharcy,,,,,,

MARCY OH FUCK

I feel emarresed for not realizing it’s probably the core and not strength till now,, I knew it didn’t feel like strength though

NO SASHA NO MARCYY

NOO THE COLLAR FUCK FUCK

““When you said you couldn’t bear to watch me die? When you made me promise to n- never let go?” It strikes Sasha like a knife to the heart. “…when did that change?”

And she bursts into hysterics, Marcy Wu, her precious girlfriend falls apart here in her arms, sobbing like she’s never been broken before this , a betrayal that painfully marks the ending of the era in which Marcy could depend on Sasha to feel safe. Now, it’s all shattered. “

FUCK ME HOLY FUCK /pos HOLY FUCK

Sasha and the plantersss :(((((((

Ooooooo languages

Marcyy and Sasha and Anne grrr :(((((((

Nooo not the fucking crown oh god Sasha Sasha Sasha fuck

BARREL BARREL?? MAL MAL MAL HOLY FUCK

THE CROWN THE FUCKING CROWN GRBRGRGHEHSJSMEKSJEJ GRRRRRRRR

THAT ENDING GRRR MAL WHAT THE FUCK WHY THIS CLIFFHANGER MAL IM GONNA DIE GRRRRRR

Gooooooddddd chapter but holy fuck Holy fuck holy fuck /pos

Oh, Strength

Fear the crown >:3

Can you tell I love the Toad Lords cause I Love the Toad Lords

Psshhhh whatre u talking about nothings wrong

Sasharcy was happy in IBYBF I had to change that

Leave Strength Alone 2k22

I LOVE the castle! This place is wild and hell yeah I’m gonna make that clear

Froog makes her debut >:3

Another secret doorway because we can never have enough of those!

Hehehehe I’m also Obsessed w the Warhammer can you tell

That was Something :)

PERCY AND BRADDOCK FOREVER

you like my eyeball jokes? We have fun here :)

Poor Anne. She out here listening to Heart’s horrible horrible story meanwhile all this shit going down.

Sasharcy talk about ur feelings challenge.

I like Aldo too I love Aldo I’m obsessed with Aldo I LOVE THIS MAN!!!!

BERNARDO MAKES HIS CAMEO!!

Yes finally! I get to update their designs!!

Braddock screentime because she deserves it.

Hahahahaha the Claws were a GREAT idea in canon but when I take from canon i can’t just let it be fine and dandy, I gotta ruin everything <3

Yes!! We’ve officially Passed True Colors era, which is marked by the arrival of Polly Plantar’s L E G G S

Super proud of Marcy for finally having a cape that isn’t torn! Although I did like the torn cape, maybe I’ll find a way to rip it in future chaps >:3

I had to give sasharcy SOME soft moments cause god knows I can’t live without them.

Orange :) Eye :)) Door :)))

Rip sasharcy there it goes

There Marcy goes too haha

EVERYONE WHO WAS HATING ON STRENGTH BETTER BE ASHAMED OF THEMSELVES NOW (no it’s ok I did that on purpose to cause all of you emotional damage)

Here comes the Collar again 👏👏 my favorite Angst Device!

YEAH I HAD JUST REREAD PMIT CHAP 2 AND I WAS LIKE “HOW BOUT I MAKE MYSELF CRY” so then I Did :’)))

So sad to see Sasha and the Plantars separate :(

Oh yes the languages. Do I have a plan for that? You bet I do!! Have fun translating that shit, Marce <3

Sashannarcy separates for real this time, SO tragic

Go Get That Crown Sashy >:)

BARREL MY BELOVED MAKES HIS DEBUT can you tell I’m obsessed with this man cause I’m obsessed with this man

Haha oh, that Crown

BECAUSE I LOVE CLIFFHANGERS!! NOW WHOS READY TO GET A NEW CHAPTER THAT DOESNT ADDRESS THE CLIFFHANGER WHATSOEVER CAUSE I AM!!!! ;)

As always, thank u for the ask hehehehe I enjoyed ur reactions <3

#ask mal #CMTO

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levi-supreme · 2 years

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i’m late to sending an ask but i love the fanfic writer prompt!! 6, 12, 13 love u :)

TWINNIE!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHH thank you for sending me these <3

[Voice recording deleted]

6: What is your favourite sense to incorporate in your writing and why?

So I talked about using my sense of sight in my earlier replies and I would like to elaborate on it!! I think my sense of sight is probably the most important to me because I am a very visual person and I remember a lot of things I see, and I learn fast by seeing and doing too. So subconsciously I may tend to focus on this aspect more in my writing and I'm always trying to 'see' and write from the reader's point of view.

12: What headcanon will you keep implementing in your fics, even if canon ends up contradicting it?

HAHAHA so another headcanon that I have and probably many will disagree with me is that Levi loves dogs. I know many people feel that with Levi's personality, he would like cats because they're less social, low-maintenance (in a way), and less active.

BUT!!!! I strongly believe that he would love dogs, especially bigger breeds like German Shepherds, Labrador Retrievers, Huskies etc! I just feel like with a dog, it would really get Levi to open up and learn to be more affectionate to people. And I don't know, I just love imagining Levi walking his dogs on a weekend morning and then I'll bump into him and flirt with him on the pretext of petting his dogs HAHAHAHAHA.

13: Do you make playlists for when you write? If so, share!

So like I mentioned earlier, I don't have playlists specific for writing, but the type of music I listen to depends on how I feel!!! Most of the time I listen to Japan City Pop, lo-fi, anime OSTs and gaming OSTs while writing, or even when I'm studying!! Lo-fi is definitely my number one choice of music to listen to when I'm writing.

Thank you for sending me the asks twinnie!!!! I love you so sooo much!! Remember to keep warm and stay safe!!!!

Fanfic writer asks!

#levi-lover.asks #rei.answers #twinnie ♓#I LOVE YOU TWINNIE MWAHHHHHHHHHHH #don't mind my stupid laughter while i was talking about levi hahahahaha

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luckystarchild · 3 years

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Asking for the Keirama fans... what colors were the flowers Kurama brought in chapter 117?? I remember flower meanings were significant in previous chapters. By the way, excellent recent chapter!! Can’t wait to see how Keiko’s powers continue to develop!

Heheheheh... I was wondering if anyone would ask this question.

TIME FOR ME TO GIVE BE ANNOYINGLY EVASIVE HAHAHAHAHA—

Ahem.

First of all, here’s where the flowers are mentioned in chapter 117:

So canonically, I left the colors ambiguous. This was intentional because right now, NQK is confused by Kurama. He’s acting strangely and she has no idea why. The flowers are 100% intended to be a clue as to Kurama’s hidden emotions, but I didn’t want the specific meanings to be completely obvious at first glance. Kei is confused, therefore the reader is, too.

Yes, I perhaps put WAY TOO MUCH THOUGHT into the flowers here... but that’s just who I am, I guess. XD

I don’t want to name what colors those flowers are just yet. Buuuuuut here’s the thought process that went into the selection of those flowers.

I first consulted a hanakotoba list or two and chose flowers that possessed meanings relevant to the scene. (Hanakotoba, of course, is the language of flowers specific to Japan.) Based on these lists, I picked irises, carnations and chrysanthemums.

Then I looked a general “language of flowers” list that wasn’t limited to hanakotoba/Japan. This list had more options/colors that provided additional nuance to consider (which I did, heavily).

Looking through those lists will give you a window into my considerations when choosing those flowers. Some of the meanings might be contradictory until you learn the specific colors of that bouquet! Other meanings might be kind of vague. But the confusion you experience echoes the confusion NQK experiences, so how’s that for art imitating life? XD

I’ll reblog this in a few weeks with the exact colors, once her questions about Kurama are resolved.

I WILL, however, tell you that the carnations’ general meaning (the one that isn’t color dependent) is relevant, and that the carnations are striped. The iris’ general meaning is more important than their specific color, and the color of the chrysanthemums is meant to be ironic in light of Kei’s (and also Kurama’s) emotions.

Sorry this was annoyingly evasive!! But I hoped the answer is interesting, at least. Thanks, anon, and have a great day!

#luckychildfanfic #chapter 117 #keirama #language of flowers

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bo-bo-bean · 4 years

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Octonauts Game Night

(Since there are no requests, I wrote something for Octonauts!! Hope you all enjoy!)

(Warning; LOOOOONG)

Octonauts Game Night

It was a calm night in the octopod. Everyone was lounging around, nothing to do. Dashi went through her old photos while Captain Barnacles was watching the window, seeing fish and aquatic mammals flowing through the water in peace. He would typically be happy there was no trouble… but today felt oh so slow. Kwazii seemed to have agreed, letting out a long groan.

“There has to be some sort of adventure, matey!” he told no one in particular. Everyone only made a noise in agreement, Shellington looking up from his book that he has read for the fifth time today, giving a nod.

“I wish there was some sort of creature to examine, maybe a new seaweed. I’d even take a new type of rock…” he huffed out, his bang fluttering with his head tilting backwards.

“Now, Octonauts,” the captain settled everyone down. “I’m sure there will be something.”

“Well, let’s hope so,” Kwazii whined. “I’ll be ready for anything! Swashbucklin’ with the swordfish! Finding a new monster or beast!”

“That are fictional…” Shellington could only mutter under his breath. Captain Barnacles could now tell things were going to get tenser and tenser until a fight breaks out, so he made a decision, sprouting out words.

“Game night!” he clapped his hands. This got everyone’s attention, interests peeking. “Yes! A game night sounds wonderful…!”

“I agree!” Peso beamed, happy it’ll be something where no one would get hurt. But he had his first aid kit with him, just in case.

“Ah, what shall we play then? Checkers?” Professor Inkling offered.

“Charades, perhaps!” Dashi stood up, putting her camera down.

“Maybe pictionary!” Shellington beamed.

“Arrgh, lancing sounds like a suitable game!” Kwazii stood up on the table. Peso gulped and held his first aid kit close to his chest.

“M-maybe something less dangerous…?” he asked. “Like… hide and seek!”

“Ah, I’ll find ya’ll in under five minutes if we play that,” Tweak bragged a little. “I should suggest, tag, though! Get the blood pumpin’!” The mention of blood made Peso turn pale. Tunip chirped an option, all heads turning to Shellington for a translation.

“I don’t think we can play tug of war, Tunip,” he giggled. “We haven’t a strong enough rope.”

Everyone began to clamour about their opinion on what to play, the polar bear scratching his chin in thought, then his eyes lit up.

“Ah, everyone! Idea!” he shouted. His deep voice roared through their own voices, everyone turning to face him. “Deep Sea Adventure!” With those three words, everyone’s eyes lit up and all agreed. The vegimals went to make snacks with Shellington’s help, Kwazii and Captain Barnacles bringing out a large table from storage. Peso brought in a mat covered in squares, having the design of islands and villages and caves. Tweak and Dashi brought in the chairs, Mr. Inkling getting the rule boards and books from his library.

Deep Sea Adventure was a game played by the Octonauts many times. It was like a roleplaying game where they make their characters and their actions are depended on by two dice.

“Has anyone seen the dice?” Dashi wondered. Looking under the table. Everyone began to search around, Shellington even searching his own satchel, just in case. This gave Kwazii a gasp as he ran to his chest in his room. He dug through some old treasure maps, little gold doubloons, and his great grandfather’s Calico Jack’s telescope and eventually fished out some dice. He slid down the octotube and presented them as if they were some sort of rubies.

“I got some, me hearties!” he proclaimed. The vegimals cheered, Kwazii seeing a display of fish biscuits, five varieties of kelp cakes, muffins, a bowl of popcorn, another of peanuts, and mugs of cocoa scattered on the surface. “Well, this looks like a night fit for a pirate on his night off!”

“Well let’s start, shall we?” the bear clapped his hands again. We’ll need to split into teams of two.”

Shellington and Professor Inkling beamed at each other, high fiving each other with tentacle and paw. Barnacles nodded at them. “Shellington and Inkling are one. Kwazii, want to be on my team?”

“‘Tis be an honor!!” Kwazii nodded.

“I call Dashi on my team!” Tweak raised her hand, Dashi laughing, them both holding hands.

“Girl power!” Dashi cheered.

“Right on that!”

“And then Peso and Tunip?” Barnacles asked them. They both nodded, Tunip trilling with excitement.

“Do the other vegimals want to play?” Shellington asked the little creature. Turnip chirped and shook his head. “Ah, too busy gardening? Well, we’ll at least save them some snacks.”

“And the loot once the captain and I win it!!” Kwazii laughed.

“Ohoho, you want to bet, do you?” Inkling playfully jeered.

“Don’t think you want to take that bet, Kwazii,” Shellington giggled, taking his seat. Inkling took his seat next to him, them both already whispering.

“Well, let’s do our best and have fun, Tunip!” Peso cheered on his own team. Tunip cheered in agreement, taking a seat and Peso plopping himself next to him. Captain Barnacles sat at the front, Kwazii taking the chair next to him. Dashi and Tweak sat together as well and soon, everyone was quiet. Barnacles took out a cardboard folded five times mat and looked at it, looking at a scenario. He rolled the dice, counted it, and then nodded.

“Okay! Here’s the scenario,” he started. “Inkling and Shellington are holding the treasure.” Everyone turned their heads to them, the two laughing hysterically. “It’s up to us to get it while they can set up any traps or travel to wherever they want. But, it all depends on the number of dice rolled. 2 means failure, 3 going on to be a fail, but tried attempt, and so on. Twelve means they get automatic privileges to whatever they wish to do.”

“Aaargh, last time, didn’t they bamboozle us with a ship full of monkeys…!?” Kwazii groaned.

“Well, it was funny, so I’d say it was worth it,” Inkling added his input, making Shellington laugh more.

“R-remember when you wanted to fight but rolled a three…!?” he wheezed out. Kwazii’s cheeks and ears flushed with embarrassment. “You fell into the wahahahater hahahahaha!!!”

“M-mayhaps, matey!” He quickly gained composure. “Just wait, though! Soon, you will be fighting the monkeys!” This sent everyone into fits of laughter, the captain smiling. This was a wonderful sight, seeing his crew laugh and be happy. It truly warmed his heart. He looked at the mat and looked at Dashi and Tweak.

“If you two can answer a question about marine biology, then you will go first. But if you answer incorrectly, then someone else gets the chance to steal.”

“Shoot!” Dashi beamed. Tweak seemed as excitable as she was.

“What male aquatic animal has babies?” he asked. Shellington almost blurted out the answer, but covered his mouth. Of course, the marine biologist was close to bursting with knowledge.

“Um… I think… that’s a seahorse, right?” Dashi asked.

“Correct!” he nodded. “Everyone gather your pieces and Dashi and Tweak may.. Well… what’s your team name?”

“Girl Power!!” they both answered with glee. He chuckled and looked at Kwazii.

“We should call ourselves the Swashbuckling Pirates of Red Beard’s Cursed Ship of Treasures and Glory!”

“... maybe just Pirates of Red Beard will be suitable,” he chuckled, his attention focusing on Peso and Tunip.

“We’ll be the Small but Fierce!” Peso answered for them both.

“Ya got that right, matey!” Kwazii approved of their name. Peso giggled in response, Barnacles looking at Shellington and Inkling. They both whispered and then looked at the captain.

“We were going to say The Winners, but perhaps Marine Match will suit better!” Inkling proposed.

“Okay! We have team names! Get a piece everyone and let’s start!”

Girl Power took a pink squid piece, Pirate’s of Red Beard taking a red Seahorse piece, Small but Fierce taking a blue shark and the Marine Match grabbing a green Sea Turtle piece. Dashi and Tweak both talked as everyone set up their pieces. Inkling put their piece at the end of the mat where the X is since they had the treasure. The goal of the same was to defeat everyone on the board. The others were supposed to take the treasure.

“Okay, we want to move…!” Dashi said. She took the dice and rolled it, seeing seven. Tweak moved their piece seven squares. The dice also allowed movement, but you could only move and not act in the same turn.

“Oh, our turn, Tunip!” Peso smiled. “We’ll be safe and move.” Tunip took the dice in his little hands and tossed them down, getting a twelve. “Good roll, Tunip!!” The creature cheered as Peso moved their piece. Barnacles looked at Kwazii, who was the KING of Deep Sea Adventures.

“Captain, I say we launch an attack to the Marine Match!” he proudly said. Barnacles chuckled and nodded, grabbing the dice and tossing them within his paws.

“And how do we attack?” he asked. But, out of sheer luck, he knew the answer. “Canons?”

“H-how did you know!?” he gasped.

“Heh, captain knows his crew,” he winked, tossing the dice down.

“Also, you use the same move as the first move every time,” Dashi giggled.

“I-I do not!”

“Fifteen,” Shellington pointed out, holding up a piece paper, where at the top it said ‘Times when Kwazii attacked a team with a canon as his first turn.’ and underneath were fifteen talleymarks.

“Shiver me whiskers, that can’t be right!” Kwazii lifted his eyepatch in shock.

“... oh you’re right,” Shellington smiled, adding another talleymark. “Sixteen. Thank you for pointing that out..!”

The cat grumbled and looked at the dice as they chose a side. It rolled to… two.

“Canon backfires and hits the Red Beards. They deal five damage points.”

“What…!? I call treason!” Everyone laughed, even the captain and eventually, Kwazii joined along. Shellington took the dice and looked at Inkling, them both whispering.

“They are always the same team,” Dashi noticed.

“Well, they are the brains,” Peso smiled. “And they are very good at the game.”

“Oh, not this time, mateys!”

“We choose to make a barricade around our area,” Shellington smiled. “With concrete and bricks.”

Professor Inkling rolled the dice, rolling it to a nine.

“You both build a structurally sound barricade, but it will need nine hits to be taken down,” Captain announced. They both nodded and high fived each other.

“... aye… they be smart…” Kwazii scoffed. “We’ll need nine canon turns now!”

“Um, Kwazii, I think it would be smart, and safe, to use the rest of our turns not trying to kill ourselves,” Barny laughed.

“No risk, no win!”

“... big risk, big lose,” the captain corrected him. Kwazii groaned as Tweak rolled the dice.

“What should we do, Dashi?” she asked.

“Hmm… let’s go to the village by boat,” she smiled. “So let’s keep moving.”

Tweak tossed down the dice, getting eight and moving eight spaces. Just five more until the village. Kwazii took the dice, Barnacles speaking out before Kwazii could say canons again.

“U-um, how about we move, Kwazii?” he suggested.

“Ooouggh, fine, but we will get this booty if it’s the last thing I do…!”

He rolled, getting ten. They moved ten spaces, Peso rolling the dice. Tunip chirped, Peso glancing at Shellington.

“He wishes to attack us using a ram,” he answered, to which Tunip spoke to Shellington. “Heh, it’s alright, Tunip, no need to apologize. It’s just a game.”

With that permission, Peso tossed down the dice, getting ten.

“Ooh…!” Captain beamed. You ram into their barricade with success! Roll again to see how much you hit.”

Peso let Tunip roll, him getting three.

“Three hits, barricade is now down to six hits away…!”

“Ha! Now we only need SIX canons!” Kwazii laughed heartily.

“What is with ya and canons?” Tweak questioned. Shellington took the dice, the duo both whispering again and then nodded.

“Heh, sorry, Tunip and Peso, but we choose to attack,” Shellington spoke.

“With canons,” Inkling finished.

“My signature move!!” Kwazii yelled out. The otter tossed the dice down, rolling a twelve. Tunip fainted, Peso gasping.

“Hits are directed and do twice the damage. Roll again.”

Each team was given twenty health points, so it was a big risk. Inkling took the dice and rolled it, the sides each landing three. “Six, so Team Small but Fierce take twelve damage.” Tunip had just woken up to the news, fainting again.

“Grrrgh, pure luck, I say!” Kwazii made an excuse. Shellington giggled and tossed the dice to the girls.

“Well… we’ll get revenge, Kwazii!” Tweak laughed. “What do ya say, Dash?”

“I agree! We attack with clubs!”

“Haha, get them!” Kwazii cheered. However, the dice rolled to a four.

“You attempted to attack with clubs, but they fall in the water.”

“... well we tried,” Tweak shrugging, leaning back and munching on a carrot. Kwazii sighed, hearing Shellington’s giggle again. He sneered and took the dice.

“I attack with tickles!!”

“Ti-what?” Captain Barnacles blinked. Kwazii rolled the dice, not caring what it landed on and pounced on Shellington, squeezing his sides. The otter erupted in bubbly laughter, kicking his legs.

“K-Kwahahahzeeheehee hahahaha!! Staahaahahap it’s nahahaahaaht part hahahahahaaha!! Of the gaahahahahaame!!”

“It is now, me hearty!!” the playful cat moved his paws up to his ribs, Shellington squealing and trying to push away Kwazii.

“Nooohahahaha pleeheeheease!!! Hahahaahaha!!! C-cahaahan’t breheeheeheeheeathe!!!! Caahahahap hehehehelp!!”

Captain Barnacles laughed and went over, pulling Kwazii up from Shellington, who was lifted by Professor Inkling. He let out little giggles as Kwazii looked mighty proud of himself, sitting back down.

“... well that was our turn,” Barnacles chuckled.

“Are you okay, Shellington?” Peso wondered.

“Y-yeahahah…” he giggled out. Peso nodded, happy his friend was okay, and rolled the dice in his flippers.

“Tunip, I say we move closer,” he told the vegimal. Tunip nodded in agreement. Peso tossed the dice down, getting twelve again. “Flappity Flippers! Another twelve!”

“Ya got the lucky streak, me hearties!” Kwazii pumped his fist. They moved twelve spaces, close to a cave.

Inkling took the dice and whispered to Shellington, then he looked at his captain.

“Captain, we choose to fix our barricade.” Barnacles nodded as Mr. Inkling rolled a nine, the barricade now fifteen points strong. The polar bear took the dice and rolled it, deciding to move, Kwazii agreeing. So far, it seemed Peso was getting closer and closer to the treasure. The girls moved to the village and rolled to get items, which they succeeded.

“What did we get…!?” Dashi eagerly asked.

“Two apples, three suits of armor, an unknown box, and you both gained any health you lost.”

The two high fived with both paws, whooping. Peso rolled, looking at Tunip… and gulped.

“I want to explore the cave,” he said. “Or… we would.”

“You sure?” Captain Barnacles wondered. They both nodded, Peso rolling the dice down, it going to four.

“Hmm… you tried to explore, but it was too dark for you, so you evade the cave.”

Peso let out a sigh of relief, but also a little disappointed. Although, he knew what he was going to do next turn. Shellington took the dice, whispering to Inkling again, however, this whispering session seemed to be taking longer.

“I wonder what they’re planning,” Captain Barnacles wondered.

“I’ll tickle him again if he takes longer,” Kwazii promised. A few minutes later, they nodded and looked at the captain.

“We choose to stay.”

“Wh-all of that for staying!?” Kwazii gawked. Since they didn’t attack or move, they didn’t need to roll, but Shellington didn’t give the dice back.

“But we do wish to send supplies to heal Small but Fierce,” he smiled. Peso gasped with a smile, Tunip cheering. Captain Barnacles smiled fondly as Shellington rolled the dice, getting a nine.

“They get nine points in health…!” he announced.

“Wow… thank you, Shellington!” Peso smiled. Shellington nodded back.

Kwazii took the dice and looked at their piece and at the mat with the x mark. He tapped his chin.

“... captain, I say we attack,” he said.

“Again?” Barnacles wondered.

“Ah, but this time! I got a plan!” he beamed. “I want to attack.. With monkeys!!!!” With that, he threw the dice down, them tumbling around… and landing on twelve. Shellington and Inkling gasped, looking up as Barnacles was even surprised. He read out the situation.

“... well, we send out a boat of monkeys. They take down the barricade Marine Match make.”

“Drat…!” Inkling groaned.

Tweak quickly took the dice and rolled.

“We choose to attack with monkeys!!” she shouted. It rolled to a nine, Shellington and Inkling looking at each other.

“The Marine Match take nine damage!”

“We choose to attack with monkeys!” Peso also cheered.

“Oh, this seems hardly fair now…!” Shellington stuttered. Peso rolled the dice and got a twelve. Barnacles looked at the open mouthed otter and dumbo octopus, him shrugging.

“Marine Match are defeated.”

“Noooo!” Shellington yelled out. “Ah well… good team effort, Inkling!”

“And to you, Shellington…!” Professor Inkling shook his paw, wrapping his tentacle around it.

“The treasure is up for grabs…!” Barnacles proclaimed. "Everyone roll, except Shellington and Inkling.” They both shrugged, eating after all of that excitement. “Whoever gets the highest number… gets the treasure.”

“Me first!!!” Kwazii yelled, grabbing the cubes and tossing them haphazardly. They landed on five. “Haha, beat that, me hearties!”

Tweak took the challenge and rolled it, but got four. Barnacles rolled after, getting seven and Dashi getting six. Peso took the dice… but gave it to Tunip.

“I choose Tunip to roll for both of us…!” he smiled. Tunip chirped excitedly and rolled. They all watched the dice flail on its corners and sides… and land both sixes. Peso screamed in delight as Barnacles proudly announced.

“Team Small but Fierce wins the game!!!”

They all cheered and clapped, Barnacles chuckling and looking at the time. “Oh wow…! It’s near midnight!”

“It… it is?” Shellington checked before following with a yawn.

“Well, time passes by with fun…!” Tweak chuckled, stretching.

“Well, let’s clean up and then let’s head to bed. Congratulations, Peso and Tunip…!”

And so, everyone began to clean up, putting away the table and mats, Shellington and Tunip offering the rest of the snacks to the vegimals and everyone went to their rooms, but not before Kwazii turned to Barnacles.

“We’ll get ‘em next time, cap!” he pumped his fist. The captain chuckled with a yawn.

“Perhaps, Kwazii, perhaps,” he smiled. “But… maybe less canons and tickling, hm?”

“I’ll think about it.”

He left, the captain laughing and turning off the lights and heading to bed. There may have been no critters to save… but they sure did have an adventure.

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Ectoplasmic Tickles For A Spider

The following story, which may or may not take place one week after the events of the first 7 chapters of “W.D. Gaster, the Ultimate Tickle Master;” depending on whether or not you want to view it as a canon story; was done as a request for Prentis-65 on DeviantArt. It’s a story about Muffet getting her feet tickled by ghosts! :)

Undertale(c) Toby Fox.

ECTOPLASMIC TICKLES FOR A SPIDER

It is a Friday night at Muffet’s house and three ghosts, Blooky, Cappy aka Capstablook (the ghost that possessed the dummy in the Ruins), and Maddy aka Madstablook (Mad Dummy) are currently sneaking into the house just to tickle Muffet’s feet. Cappy and Maddy are cousins of both Blooky and Mettaton and as of right now, the two ghosts believe that they need to be really, really quiet as they float through the house in their natural ghost forms (Cappy is a green innocent-looking ghost with a full head of green hair and Maddy is an yellow edgy-looking ghost with no hair on his head whatsoever) rather than inside the dummies they possessed in the Underground, not knowing at all that Muffet is 100% willing to let them tickle her feet after making a deal with Blooky exactly one week ago, the afternoon that she, Blooky, and Mettaton lost a tickle fight against Dr. W.D. Gaster.

Blooky: Ok, you two; remember; we have to be really, really quiet if we’re going to want to pull this off. *lied Blooky to his cousins, Cappy and Maddy, as they all floated silently into Muffet’s bedroom*

Maddy: Mm-hmm; of course, of course, of course. I wouldn’t want to blow a once in lifetime opportunity like this for anything. *said Maddy upon witnessing Muffet lying on her bed with her bare feet sticking out underneath her blanket and a purple blindfold covering each one of her five eyes* No siree, no siree, no siree. Hahahahaha~

What?! Muffet is wearing a blindfold with her bare feet exposed for her potential ticklers to see?! Well that wasn’t very smart! But, knowing her, she most likely did that on purpose; since she loves being tickled and all. And since Muffet is wearing a blindfold, the tickling is going to more intense for her as a result since she won’t be able to see when Blooky, Cappy, and Maddy are going to touch her feet. ;)

Blooky: Heh, good. I’m happy to hear that; because knowing you, you tend to get a little too loud during moments when you’re supposed to be quiet.

Maddy: Ugh. I know, I know, I know! Please don’t point that out to me, cuz! I’m already mad about that enough as it is!

Blooky: O-ok, I’m sorry. Just thought you could use another reminder, that’s all.

Maddy: Oh. Well, thanks, I suppose.

Blooky: Heh; of course.

Cappy: Ergh. Enough talking, you two! I wanna tickle some feet real bad!

Blooky: And you will, Cappy; but only if you stay quiet. We can’t have Muffet waking up earlier than we want her to!

Cappy: O-ok. Ok; my apologies.

Blooky: Ok, that’s much better.

When it comes to interacting with his Maddy and Cappy, Blooky has a rather take-charge attitude. But he has to though. Someone has to keep Maddy and Cappy in line whenever the two of them get together for any reason. They’re wild!

Moments later… after Blooky straightened out his cousins some more...

Blooky: Ok, you two; let’s do this! Just like we rehearsed!

With that said; Blooky began restraining Muffet to her bed; but rather than using ropes of any sort or some kind of bondage with his tears, he instead TOOK OVER CUDDLES’S BODY AND COCOONED HER IN WEBBING except for her head and bare feet. During his time in the Underground, Blooky, unlike his cousins, was never one to take control of inanimate objects or living beings. But ever since about 4 months ago however, he’s gotten much more comfortable with the idea and more often than not, he uses his possession ability to accomplish many everyday tasks. But mostly on inanimate objects though. Living beings are hard to control unless they’re in an unconscious state like Cuddles is at this very moment; or if they’re humans.

Blooky as Cuddles: Heh. All right; I just need to restrain these toes and then we’ll be good to go.

And Blooky did just that too. One by one he restrained Muffet’s toes with 10 individual strands of webbing, looping all of them around each individual toe after bending each of them back and spreading them apart until they were completely immobilized. Then as soon as he was done, he flew out of Cuddles’s body. But not before coating every inch of her feet with a thick red liquid from Cuddles's mouth that makes her feet 10 TIMES MORE TICKLISH!

Several minutes later… after the red liquid took effect… and after Blooky walked Cuddles’s unconscious body to Muffet’s shed and turned on his TV so he could watch Muffet get tickled if/when he wakes up…

Blooky: O-ok, you two. L-let’s do this.

With that said; Blooky then started gliding his invisible fingers ever so slightly all along every inch of Muffet’s purple tantalizing soles; and due to the effects of Cuddles’s red liquid, Muffet herself immediately woke up laughing and shrieking her head off.

Muffet: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!!!! AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHU!!!!!!!!!! WHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAAT THE FRIHIHIHIHIHIIHIHIHICK?!!!!!!!!!! UEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!!!!!!!! STOHOHOOHOHOHOP THAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAT!!!!!!!!!! *Muffet falsely pleaded through her laughter* AHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHU!!!!!!!!!! STOHOHHHHOHOHOHOHOHOOHOHOP TICHIHIHIHHIHICKLING MY FEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEET, WHOOHOOHOOHOOEVER YOU ARE!!!!!!!!!! *she pleaded falsely a second time, pretending she has doesn’t know who’s currently tickling her feet* AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHU~!!!!!!!!!!

Blooky: Hahahahaha. No, I will not stop tickling your feet, young lady! You need to be punished for making your delectable desserts so pricy! *Blooky claimed falsely; moments before he began tugging on Muffet’s long toes one by one*

Muffet: AAAAAHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU HUHUUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU!!!!!!!!!! OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOOHOH JEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEZ, NOHOHOHHOHOHOHHOHOHOHO!!!!!!!!!! AHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU!!!!!!!!!! DOHOHOHOHOHOON’T PULL ON MY TOHOHOHOHHOHOHHOES LIKE THAT, STRAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANGER!!!!!!!!!! AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHU, THAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAT TIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLES!!!!!!!!!! AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU~!!!!!!!!!!

Despite all of her pleading, Muffet is actually enjoying the tickle torture; just as she usually does. But because she believes that Maddy will enjoy torturing her more if he thinks that tickling annoys her to a certain extent, she’s pretending that she’s not particularly enjoying herself at this very moment. Oh, and she’s also pretending that she has absolutely no idea who her ticklers are.

10 minutes later…

Muffet: AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHU~!!!!!!!!!!

Blooky: Hahahahaha. Ok, Cappy; your turn. Make me proud.

With that said; Cappy then began tickling Muffet’s feet; by raking his invisible fingers up and down her soles repeatedly for 10 whole minutes without any breaks.

Muffet: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!!!! AHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUUHUHUHU!!!!!!!!!! *Muffet laughed preciously and boisterously once again, tears forming in her five eyes with every passing second of continuous tickle torture to her soft smooth grape tart-scented soles* OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHHOH MY GOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOD!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* AHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUUHUHUUHUHUHUHU~!!!!!!!!!! OHOHOHOHOHOHOHHOHOH MY GOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOODNESS, STOHOHOHOHOHHHOHOP!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHHU!!!!!!!!!! STOHOHOHHOHOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOP, I SAY!!!!!!!!!! AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHHUUHUHUHHU~!!!!!!!!!!

Cappy: Hee hee hee hee. Nope. *said Cappy cheekily, digging his invisible fingers HARD into Muffet’s tender soles*

Muffet: UEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* NUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHUHUHUHUHHUHUHHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU!!!!!!!!!! *Muffet laughed even harder, so much harder that tears began streaming slowly from her five eyes underneath her blindfold* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!!!! AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHU~!!!!!!!!!!

10 minutes later, it was Maddy’s turn to tickle Muffet’s feet; and of the three of ghosts, he was the most merciless! Digging his invisible fingers hard into Muffet’s soles and scribbling them very rapidly all over every inch of them for 10 whole minutes without any breaks; Muffet was literally gasping for breath by the time he was finished!

Maddy: Hahahahahahaha! Your feet are mine, spider girl! *shouted Maddy while laughing maniacally, scribbling his invisible fingers all over Muffet’s soles even harder* Hahahahahahahahahaha!

Muffet: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!!!! NUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU HUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* LEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEAVE MY PRETTY FEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEET ALONE, YOU FIEND!!!!!!!!!! *Muffet pleaded falsely through her laughter, squirming and thrashing in her web cocoon as much her extremely limited movement allowed her to do so* UEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEHEEHEHEEHEHEHEEHEEHEHEHEEHEEHEE~!!!!!!!!!!

Maddy: Hahahahahahaha! Never! Never!! NEVER!!! *shouted Maddy evilly, tickling Muffet’s even faster with his invisible fingers as well as occasionally nibbling on each one of her 10 long toes* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!

Muffet: AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHU HUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHU UHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHU HUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHU~!!!!!!!!!! (Oh, my goodness; Maddy, I never took you as someone that enjoys tickling toes like that. Ahuhuhuhuhu~ How delightful of you. Ahuhuhuhu~)

After 10 minutes of tickle torture, Blooky forced Maddy to stop ticking Muffet’s feet (by crying acidic tears on him), much to Maddy’s disappointment. But then his disappointment turned into pure joy once he was told that he, Cappy, and Blooky would be tickling her feet at the same time after a five minute break. And during the entirety of the five minute break, Muffet, who was still in character, tried to talk to three ghosts and demand that they tell her what the meaning of their presence was despite already knowing very well why the three ghosts are currently in her house. But no matter how much she tried talking to the three ghosts though, they all just ignored her completely, which is exactly what she told Blooky to do when they made their deal.

Muffet: Hey, let me out! I demand you get me out of this web cocoon at once! You hear me? Get me out! (Ahuhuhuhu~ Don’t actually. I’m enjoying myself very much. And I’m sure you’re enjoying yourself as well, Blooky; you and your cousins. Ahuhuhuhuhu~ Now, if only Mettaton were here with them. The 4 Blooks in my house all at the same time; oh, I would just love that so much! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~ X33)

5 minutes later…

Blooky: Ok, you two. Now it’s time to really make her squeal! *shouted Blooky confidently*

Cappy: Hee hee hee hee. Oh yes, my cousin. Oh yes. Hee hee hee hee.

Maddy: Hahahahahahaha! Yes! Tickle time, tickle time, tickle time!! Hahahahahahahahaha!!

With that said; the three ghosts began tickling Muffet’s feet together. And at the exact moment Muffet felt 30 invisible fingers touch her bare feet, the teenage spider girl herself exploded with hearty laughter. But also precious-sounding laughter; like that of a typical kind-hearted teenage girl such as herself. It was so shrill and squealy, music to Blooky, Cappy, and Maddy’s “ears” as they all worked together to tickle her feet; Blooky tickling her toes one-by-one, Cappy raking his invisible fingers all over the tops of her feet, and Maddy once again scribbling his fingers hard all over the soles of her feet.

Muffet: AHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHHU HUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHU!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* WAIT, UEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE, *SNORT* THERE’S MOHOHOHOHOHOHOOORE THAN ONE OF YOU?!!!!!!!!!! *asked Muffet through her laughter, pretending she doesn’t know that there’s more than one tickler in her home* UEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE HEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!!!!!!!! JUST HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOW MANY OF YOU AHAHHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHARE THERE?!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* AHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHUHUHUUHU HUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU HUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHU~!!!!!!!!!!

Maddy: Hahahahahahahahaha! THREE! THREE, THREE, THREE OF US!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Muffet: AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHU HUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUUHUUHUHU!!!!!!!!!! OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOH NOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!!!!!!!!! AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU, OH FRICK NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUUHUHUHHUUHUHUHU, NOT THREE TICKLERS!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU!!!!!!!!!! THAHAHAHAHAHAAHAT’S THREE TOOHOOHOOHOO MANY!!!!!!!!!! (Ahuhuhuhu~ Not enough ticklers, actually; ahuhuhuhuhuhu~) *SNORT* *SNORT* UEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE~!!!!!!!!!!

Cappy and Maddy: Hahahahahahahahaha! *Blooky’s cousins just laughed in response*

Muffet: AHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUUHU~!!!!!!!!!!

The three ghosts tickled Muffet’s feet with their fingers for 20 whole minutes. 20 whole minutes… without any breaks! And again; even though Muffet’s pretending that she minds being tickled, she actually doesn’t mind at all. She’s having a delightful time being tickled on her feet by three ghosts! X3

20 minutes later…

Blooky: Hahahahahahahaha; terrific, you two; just terrific. Now how about we start using these things for a change? *asked Blooky while opening up a box of Muffet’s that contained two combs, two electric toothbrushes, and two hairbrushes* Hahahahaha. Take your pick.

Cappy and Maddy: Oooooooooh!!

Maddy: I call the hairbrushes! Hairbrushes! Hairbrushes!! HAIRBRUSHES!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Blooky: Heh; and you, Cappy?

Cappy: Definitely the toothbrushes. Those toes of her look like they need a nice thorough “cleaning.” Hee hee hee hee.

Blooky: Heh; hehe; ok then. That just leaves me with the combs. Heh; hehehe; ok, let’s do our thing, boys.

The three ghosts then tickled Muffet’s bare feet once again. But this time, instead of using fingers, they used utensils! And they got Muffet laughing hard too. Much harder than before! 2 hairbrushes vigorously scrubbing her soles; 2 electric toothbrush heads vibrating on each one of her ten longs toes two-by-two, starting on her big toes and ending on her pinky toes; and 2 combs sawing all 8 spaces in between her toes; all Muffet could think about was laughing! And with her feet still under the effect of Cuddles’s red liquid, all of the tickling that the ghosts are doing together is really giving Cuddles himself a run for his money!

Muffet: AHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU HUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU HUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHU!!!!!!!!!! OHOHHOHOHOHOHOHOHOH MY GOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOSH, NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUUHUHUHUHU!!!!!!!!!! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOT THOHOHOHOOHOHOHOHOOSE THINGS!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* UEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!!!!!!!! THOHOHOHOHOHOHHOHOHOHOHOSE ARE FOR HAIR AND TEETH, NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOT FEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEEHEEHEEHEET!!!!!!!!!! AHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU HUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHU!!!!!!!!!! AGJHREIFHUSRRUIESHUIEGU4YYIHEIURHLSHGUVBEHSBFRIUESHLUDBSHIRES!!!!!!!!!! UEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE~!!!!!!!!!! (AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU!!!!! YEHEHEHEHEHHEHEEHEES!!!!! TICKLE MY FEEHEEHEEHEEHEET WITH THOHOHOHOHOSE AHAHAHAHAHAHALL YOU WANT, DEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEARIES!!!!! AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU~!!!!!) *said Muffet to herself while laughing in her thoughts; if that’s even possible*

And they did too. All three ghosts did just that for 20 whole minutes. And once again, of the three of them, Maddy was the most merciless. Scrubbing Muffet’s soles until they turned red with heavy blush; what a monster! But again, Muffet doesn’t mind. She loves having her feet scrubbed with hairbrushes; sometimes a little too much.

Muffet: AHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHHUUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHHUUHUHUHUHUHU~!!!!!!!!!!

After 20 minutes of tickling, the ghosts gave Muffet another break; this time, a ten minute break, much to Muffet’s slight relief. Tickling is much more intense for her when she’s blindfolded after all; and Blooky knows it too. So, breaks are much appreciated. But after the break is over though, Blooky and his cousins are going to do something they probably should’ve done much earlier. And that something is… POSSESS INAMIMATE OBJECTS! Like; three feathers for example. ;)

10 minutes later…

Muffet: Um, hello, are you three still here? Hello? HELLO?! *asked Muffet while remaining in character* …Huh. I guess not. I guess they must’ve left. *fake sigh of relief* Good! Now I don’t have to worry about them tickling my pretty feet anymore! Ahuhuhuhuhu!

Blooky: Hahahaha. Oh, I wouldn’t say that, Muffet. *said Blooky, possessing a red feather while remaining in character and then floating towards Muffet’s feet as that same red feather*

Upon witnessing Blooky possess a feather, Cappy and Maddy possessed feathers and floated next to Muffet’s feet too. Except unlike Blooky’s feather, the feathers that Cappy and Maddy possessed were purple; not red.

Feather Blooky: Hahaha; ready, you two?

Feather Cappy and Feather Maddy: Hee hee hee hee/Hahahahahaha; you know it, cuz!

Feather Blooky: Ok, here we go.

Not even one second later, the three ghosts, as feathers, tickled Muffet’s feet once again, sending the teenage girl herself into yet another fit of seemingly endless giggles and laughter.

Muffet: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!! OH FRIHIHHIHIHIHICK!!!!!!!! AHUHUHHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU!!!!!!!! *Muffet laughed and giggled melodically as Blooky and his cousins tickled her feet as feathers; Blooky sawing his plume all willy-nilly in between each one of her ten long toes, Cappy gliding his plume against her right sole ever so slightly, and Maddy drawing on her left sole with his quill* OH FRICK, NOHOHOHHOHOHOHOHOHOHOT FEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEATHERS!!!!!!!! AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHU!!!!!!!! NOT FEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEATHERS, YOU THREE!!!!!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!! *SNORT* AND WHOOHOOHOOEVER’S USING THE QUILL, STOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOOHOHOHOHOP!!!!!!!! *SNORT* AUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU!!!!!!!! STOIHOHOHOHHOHOHOP, I SAY; STOHOHOHHOHOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOP!!!!!!!! *SNORT* (Don’t, actually. X3 Ahuhuhuhuhu~) UEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE~!!!!!!!!

But they didn’t stop. Well, at least not for the next 30 minutes, anyway. For 30 minutes, Muffet got her feet tickled by three floating feathers. And it tickled like hell too; though not as much as the hairbrushes, electric toothbrushes, and combs combined. Speaking of those said utensils, as soon as Blooky and his cousins finished tickling Muffet’s feet as feathers, Maddy, who did not want to stop tickling Muffet’s feet anytime soon, possessed one of Muffet’s hairbrushes and then vigorously scrubbed Muffet’s soles as that hairbrush. And he did so for 10 whole minutes, relishing in the sweet and hysterical sound of Muffet’s laughter with every passing second.

Muffet: AHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHHUHUUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHU!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOH, FRIHIHIHIHIHIHIHICK!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU!!!!!!!!!! OH, THAT FRIHIHIHHIHIHIHIHICKING (lovely X33) HAHAHAHAHAHAHAIRBRUSH!!!!!!!!!! UEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* BURN IT!!!!!!!!!! AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* BURN IT!!!!!!!!!! UEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HEEHEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEE~!!!!!!!!!!

After 10 minutes of tickle torture, Maddy convinced Cappy to possess the second hairbrush and tickle Muffet’s feet with him. And Cappy did so too without hesitation. Scrubbing Muffet’s right sole all the while Maddy scrubbed her left sole; Muffet was sent into an even larger fit of sweet hysterical laughter. And not only that, her blindfold was also soaked with her own tears; tears that streamed out of all 5 of her eyes due to laughing so freakishly hard for such a lengthy period of time!

Muffet: AHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU HUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHHUHUUHU HUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHU!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOH GOHOHOHOHOHOHOD, NOHOHOHOHOHOHOT TWO!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* UEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!!!!!!!! PLEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEASE STOHOHOHOHOHOOHOHOP!!!!!!!!!! AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU!!!!!!!!!! JUST PLEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEASE, STOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOP!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHU~!!!!!!!!!!

But they didn’t stop! Not even for one second. For 20 continuous minutes, Cappy and Maddy, while possessing hairbrushes, scrubbed the hell out of Muffet’s soles! And no matter how hard Muffet tried to stop laughing, she just couldn’t find it in herself to do so. She’s so ticklish on her feet; even when they aren’t made 10 times more ticklish by red liquid from Cuddles’s mouth. But yet again, Muffet is enjoying herself immensely. So much so that she might just transfer some money to Blooky’s bank account the following Monday as reward for everything that he and his cousins have done to her thus far! ;)

Muffet: AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHU HUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHU~!!!!!!!!!!

20 minutes later, Blooky and his cousins gave Muffet one last break; a fifteen minute break to be exact. And right at the start of the break, Maddy left the bedroom to possess a vessel he took the liberty of walking over to Muffet’s house before Muffet’s tickle torture even started; a vessel that he loves very, very dearly. ;)

Blooky: Heh. Well done, cuz. *said Blooky to Cappy, complimenting him as he flew out of the hairbrush he possessed for 20 whole minutes* And, Muffet; so nice of you to keep hanging in there with all of this continuous torture. *he then said to Muffet, complimenting her as well*

Muffet: …Huff… huff… huff… huff… Like I have a choice, you fricking psychopaths! *exclaimed Muffet to Blooky and Cappy while remaining in character* (Ahuhuhuhuhu~ Why, thank you, Blooky! Ahuhuhuhuhu~ X3)

Cappy: Hee hee hee hee. That’s right; you don’t! Hee hee hee hee. You don’t have a choice, you beautiful, beautiful spider girl you. X3 Hee hee hee hee.

Muffet: (Ahuhuhuhu~ Oh, Cappy. You flatter me. Ahuhuhuhu~) *thought Muffet to herself after being called beautiful by Cappy*

Moments later, Maddy entered the room in a new vessel; a vessel he loves just as much if not more than his dummy vessel.

Mad Mew Mew: Hahahahahahahahaha! How do I look, my dear cousins? *asked Mad Mew Mew while laughing as she dramatically entered Muffet’s bedroom*

MAD MEW MEW?!?! :O It’s Mad Mew Mew!! And judging by the sadistic-looking grin on her face, she looks like wants to wreck Muffet big time!! (Maddy’s gender changes from male to female whenever he possesses the Mew Mew doll.)

Blooky: Like you want to destroy Muffet’s sanity, cuz. And because you look like that, would you please be the last one to tickle Muffet? Cappy and I believe that your method of torture will be most effective against the poor girl.

Mad Mew Mew: Hahahahahahaha! Gladly! Gladly!! GLADLY!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Mad Mew Mew both looks and sounds like she’s got something dastardly cooked up for Muffet. But before she does her thing though, Blooky and Cappy are first going have one more go at Muffet’s feet.

Blooky: Heh. Hehehe. Great!

15 minutes later…

Blooky: Hehe. Ok, Muffet, get ready to get the ghost tickled right out of you! *exclaimed Blooky, confidently while creating 16 feathers with his tears*

Seconds later, Blooky tickled Muffet’s feet with his 16 tear feathers; 8 feathers sawing all 8 spaces in between each one of her ten long toes, 6 feathers grazing every inch of her soles, and 2 feathers gliding ever so slightly all along the tops of her feet.

Muffet: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!! AHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHUHUUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU UHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHU~!!!!!!!! *Muffet laughed in a squealy and shrilly princess-like manner; ticklish sensations overflowing her bare feet with every passing second*

Blooky: I call it “feather blook.” Do you like it?

Muffet: AHHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU!!!!!!!! NOHOHOHHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!!!!!!! *lied Muffet through her laughter, quivering her feet as much as she possibly could as teary plumes continuously grazed her soles and sawed in between her toes* AHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHU HUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* I HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHATE IT!!!!!!!! *she lied through her laughter once again* UEEEEEEEEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEE~!!!!!!!! (EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~ OH, I LOVE IT, I LOVE IT, I LOVE IT, I LOVE IT, I FRICKING LOVE IT!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~ X333)

Blooky: You hate it? Heh; well that’s too bad; because it’s going to take approximately 30 minutes for these feathers to disappear. So, get comfortable. Oh, wait! You already are comfortable. I made sure of that before we started. Hehehehehehehe~

Muffet: NUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUUHUHHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU!!!!!!!! CUHUHUHUHUHUHURSE YOU, MYSTERIOUS TICKLER THAT SOHOHOHOHOOHOUNDS LIKE BLOOHOOHOOHOOOHOOHOOKY!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHU!!!!!!!! CUHUHUHUHUHUUHURSE YOU!!!!!!!! *SNORT* UEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE~!!!!!!!! (Ahuhuhuhuhu~ Bless you, actually, Blooky. Bless you. X3 Ahuhuhuhuhu~)

As predicted, the feather tickles continued for approximately 30 minutes. And once all 16 of them disappeared, Cappy possessed Muffet’s most cherished stuffed spider plush; a larger than average purple spider plush with five eyes like Muffet’s; and then tickled Muffet’s feet as that spider plush.

Cappy: Hee hee hee hee; my turn, gorgeous. Hee hee hee hee.

Muffet: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!!! AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU!!!!!!!!! *Muffet laughed heartily while blushing the moment she felt fuzzy spider plush legs touch her rub against her bare stretched out soles, trying so very desperately to scrunch her soles with every passing second of her continuous tickle torture* FUZZY!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHU!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* SOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO FRICKING FUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUZZY!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* UEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!!!!!!!! OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOH, WHY DID IT HAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAVE TO BE SOMETHING FUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUZZY?!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* AHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHHUUHUHUUHUHUUHUUHUHU~!!!!!!!!!

Wow! Fuzzy spider plush legs sure are effective against Muffet! The fuzz on them is tickling her so much that she can’t stop laughing to save her own life! But those legs however are nothing in comparison to what Maddy’s going to do to her as soon as Cappy finishes up. And as Mad Mew Mew no less!

Muffet: UEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* WAIT A SECOND!!!!!!!!! AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHU HUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHU!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* THAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAT *SNORT* FEELS LIKE MY SPIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDER PLHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUSH!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU!!!!!!!!! YES, AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHU, YES, OF COHOHOHOHOOURSE!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* AHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU!!!!!!!!! IT HAS TO BE!!!!!!!!! UEEEEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* NOHOHOHOHOHOHOTHING ELSE IN MY HOHOHOHOHOOHOME IS THAHAHAHAHAAT FUZZY!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* AHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU!!!!!!!!!

30 minutes later…

Mad Mew Mew: Hahahahahahahaha! Alright, alright, alright! *shouted Mad Mew Mew, *causing both Blooky and Cappy to snicker at his completely unintentional movie reference* MY TURN!! *she shouted with a sadistic grin*

In response to Mad Mew Mew shouting that it was her turn, Cappy stopped tickling Muffet and then moved away from the teenage spider girl herself to let Mad Mew Mew do her thing. Now, unfortunately, Maddy is not a very creative tickler. But for what he has in store for little Miss Muffet while possessing a Mad Mew Mew doll however, he doesn’t really need to be. As long as it tickles like hell, then that’s good enough for him/her. ;)

Mad Mew Mew: Hahahahahaha! Welcome to your doom, little Miss Muffet! Doom! Doom!! DOOOOOOOOOOM!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

After laughing maniacally, Mad Mew Mew officially began her ticklish assault on Muffet’s feet… WITH HER TONGUE!!! :O A tongue that tickles 6 TIMES MORE than that of a standard housecat’s!!! And 2 TIMES MORE than that of a Temmie’s!!!

Muffet: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *Muffet shrieked at the top of her lungs the moment Mad Mew Mew began licking her bare feet, trying so very desperately to pull her feet away from the girl’s cat-like tongue but to no avail* AHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *she laughed hysterically, maniacally, preciously, boisterously, and beautifully all at once with ticklish glee; ticklish glee that she continued to hide from Maddy/Mad Mew Mew, who still believes that Muffet finds tickle torture very irritating* AFHRIAEGUGFHWEIURBGOUHGISBRLEIFSBRIGBSUIGRIUSIULGBRBSERIULGBIUGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* UEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* AHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU HUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU HUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

For the entirety of 2 hours, Mad Mew Mew licked every ticklish inch of Muffet’s feet; her heels, her arches, her balls, the tops of her feet, the pads of her toes, the bases of her toes, the spaces in between her toes, you name it! And as predicted, it tickled like hell! Pure, sadistic, unholy hell! And by the time Mad Mew Mew was finished, Muffet, drenched in tears and sweat due to laughing so freakishly hard, was on the verge of passing out and felt like she was going to die! It’s crazy but having a blindfold on really does make a huge difference when it comes to being on the receiving end of tickles. But that’s what Muffet wanted though. As a girl that loves being tickled, being pushed to her absolute limits is such a thrill for her, especially when her ticklers tickle her in such unique ways. And with all of the tickling she’s been on the receiving end of, she may as well take up Mettaton’s advice and pay others to tickle her; whether it’s customers or random strangers. It would be a great way to make money and Muffet knows it too.

2 hours later… moments after Mad Mew Mew stopped licking Muffet’s bare feet…

Muffet: Ahuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhu~ *Muffet giggled and laughed preciously due to phantom tickles*

Blooky: Ok, boys; that’s a wrap!

Mad Mew Mew: Hahahahaha! Indeed! Indeed!! INDEEEEEED!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!

Cappy: D-did we do good, cuz?

Blooky: Hehe; more than good, Cap. Now let’s get going, shall we? If we free her from that web cocoon, she’s going to take off that tear-soaked blindfold and find out who we are. *lied Blooky to his cousins* And we don’t want her to do that; not after all everything we’ve done to her!

Mad Mew Mew: Haha! You’re most certainly right, cuz. We best skedaddle when we have the chance.

And so they did. Moments after Muffet stopped laughing and giggling, the three ghosts floated out of Muffet’s house and back to Blooky’s house. And once they got back to Blooky’s house, it appeared as if the three ghosts had gotten away with everything; getting to tickle torture Muffet without her knowing who was tickling her the entire time, Muffet not calling the cops after getting out of her web cocoon, floating in and out of Muffet’s home without her spiders or Cuddles seeing them, etc. That is until Cappy and Maddy received texts from an unknown number, Muffet’s number, thanking them for tickling her and telling them that they’re more than welcome to do it again some time if they’d like to. :3

Maddy: WHAAAAAAAAAT?! WHAT THE HELL?! WHAT THE HELL?!! WHAT THE HEEEEEELLLLLLL?!!! THAT WHOLE TIME, MUFFET ACTUALLY LIKED BEING TICKLE TORTURED BY US?!?!?! *shouted Maddy angrily, moments before appearing as if he was going to shout even more* Good. *he then said in the friendliest tone imaginable, surprising the hell out of Blooky and Cappy in response as he cheekily eyeballed the Mew Mew doll* Good! Good!! Good!!! Hahahahahahahahahahahaha~ X33

Maddy is very pleased to find out that Muffet enjoys being tickled. Though he won’t ever admit it, he actually felt a bit guilty tickling Muffet when he was given the impression that she didn’t enjoy being tickled. But now that he knows, his guilt has turned into relief and when given another opportunity to tickle her, he will most certainly be there to drive her wild with all sorts of new tickle torture methods; whether he’s in his ghost form, dummy form, Mew Mew form, etc. And if that truly is his intention, then he better start practicing. ;)

THE END.

#undertale tickle #undertale tickling #feet tickling #muffet #napstablook #blooky #mad dummy #mad mew mew

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My story is about pirates. The MC is a trans guy and the captain is a lesbian who is some sort of big sister/mother figure to him. It's quite violent. I was wondering if it could be problematic? I know it's problematic to show trans woman being overly violent in fiction but what about cis lesbians and straight trans guys? Also, do you know about real any queer pirates i could read about? And what did pirates think about homosexuality/transness?) How was it being queer in the pirate world?

A conversation that I had, that is relevant:

ME: [PARTNER], do you know anything about queer pirates?

PARTNER: I know that there were many, and they’d sometimes be like -

ME: Sea husbands kind of thing?

PARTNER: Yeah, and one would inherit from the other’s booty, and when it was divided up, they’d share their share of the booty.

ME: [mischievous grinning face]

PARTNER: [nodding] And they might share each other’s booty.

Disclaimer: This whole thing is going to largely focus on what is known as the Golden Age Of Piracy. I’m also not a historian, I just hardcore, love pirates with my heart and soul. This is going to be a long post.

So, this is super generalized, but pirates, and even sea-faring folks in general (see: - or sea, hahahahaha - the LGBT+ history of Brighton in the UK), have tended to have a much higher rate of LGBT+ folks and minoritized people in general, throughout history. As far as most research I’ve done goes. Being in a travelling situation and having the anonymity of being able to move around with chosen family generally has great appeal to folks whose existences are filled with oppression and a sense of not belongingness. This has also applied for racialized people, women in general, impoverished folks in general, a lot of different people who wanted to reclaim a place in the world that ostracized them.

Another fun fact, the use of the term “Friend of Dorothy” as a euphemism for gay folks was investigated by the US Navy. They misunderstood it as meaning that there actually was a woman named Dorothy who could be routed down and coerced into outing her “friends” to the military. Cruise ships and others have also used this phrase to covertly advertise that there were meetings for these folks. (Source: Wikipedia | “Friend of Dorothy”)

But to get to the pirates, specifically.

Most pirate ships largely had their own code that everyone on their ship had to agree to. Some had things like, “you’ll be marooned with one knife, and no food if you are caught not reporting loot to be divvied up by the crew fairly” and things like that. But generally, whoever ran the ship, the Captain, would get to pick the rules. And with the partial-democracy that comes with the idea of mutiny, and the more notable reliance on the labour of it all, in general, things were able to be slightly more consensus-based than the on-land governments.

There are numerous women who became pirates to take ownership of their lives in ways that weren’t permitted on-land. Anne Bonny and Mary Read are historical figures that might be worth looking into. The two of them shared lovers, sailed together, had intense care for one and other and with their dressing up in masculine-coded attire and the like, there’s a lot to go off of in assuming they may have been romantically involved with each other. If not, at least they had some iteration of what a lot of contemporary folks might find comparable to a QPR.

The concept of “sea husbands” was also called matelotage (or bunkmate) depending on your crew. It was kind of the buddy system, but gayer. With little need to consistently explain it to outsiders, folks at sea were freer to explore the different ways a relationship with another person can be, without so much worrying about how it looks to others at a passing glance. And as pirates, there’s less concern that you’ll get shit from the law for gay stuff Of All Things.

Buccaneer Alexander Exquemelin wrote: ‘It is the general and solemn custom amongst them all to seek out… a comrade or companion, whom we may call partner… with whom they join the whole stock of what they possess.’ (Source)

It was just normal. They also had a version of health insurance where someone was compensated if they ended up disabled from battle. The compensation of death of your partner also works into this.

As for transness, these kinds of things have had fickle definitions and historically, it’s hard to be able to pinpoint specific people as fitting cleanly into contemporary cultural definitions of transness, because frankly, the past had different culture to now. When it comes to writing canonically trans characters in contexts where the language might have been different, it’s important to focus on making sure that a trans reader can identify the personal connection with that character’s experiences and feelings, just as much as it is to use language to name folks as trans.

Representation can go deeper than surface terminology and the like, and in cases where the terminology doesn’t necessarily match, it has to. Language like, “I never really felt like a [assigned gender] - I see myself more like [desciption of actual gender identity or name for it].” - is as good as just saying the character is trans in my opinion.

Depending on where the character is from, they also may have just outright had a word in their language for their identity.

Gender presentation was significantly freer with pirates than it was for folks on land. Things like earrings, frilled sleeves, varied hair length and similar, were not uncommon, although the gendered coding associated with these aspects of appearance had different implications than they do now. Gold earrings on seafarers were there to fund a proper burial if someone’s body washed ashore. Gendered clothing was also coded in more binary ways on land. Folks who wanted to be coded as men could do so by wearing pants and folks who wanted to be coded as women could do so with skirts and dresses. (Tangential but fun fact yet again: dressing in those big poofy skirts usually included massive pockets. They were generally not physically attached to the skirts, but if you wore it all properly you would easily be able to reach into them.)

Pirates and other seafarers also had clothing referred to as ‘slops’ for cleaning (if they were of the rank that cleaned anyway) which were pretty wide-legged pants that could almost pass for a skirt.

Material that pirates used for clothing was largely what they stole, but it was cut and sewn into the same shapes a lot of other seafarers wore. At the time, it was largely illegal (under English rules anyway) for people who weren’t the bourgeoisie to wear anything made with nice fabric. Rich people saw this as deceitful, and these laws enabled richer people to not mingle on an equal level with those of a lower socioeconomic status.

As pirates, if you’re already shunning the law, may as well wear full calico suits. (Like Calico Jack Rackham.)

There’s more info on pirate and privateer clothing here. (The link is to a free book in HTML format, complete with illustrations and talk of materials, and how the clothes worn at sea varied from clothes they wore when they came into shore and towns.)

I could write a book on this and still not have covered enough. But the gist is that pirates were a big counterculture of outsiders living their lives. LGBT+ people and racialized people got thrown into the mix (and jumped right in) and experienced much more liberated lives than they might otherwise. That isn’t to say they were flawlessly inclusive - there still definitely were a lot of things people thought of in congruence with colonial beliefs. There was racism and homophobia - but it looked a lot different, and was a lot lighter than you’d think. And there were some ships which banned women, but mainly I think that was because they typically didn’t have the background to hold their ground on the ships, and were considered more of a plus one to certain crew members (who brought them - the rules were specifically about bringing them onto the ship rather than them being there of their own accord) than part of the crew. Sometimes women were part of the crew.

Notably, Anne Bonny and Mary Read were in a polyamorous triad with Calico Jack Rackham. (I think a cis + het historian might argue about this but that would seem like denial to me tbh. There is much, MUCH more evidence pointing in this direction than against it, and it would be extraordinarily hard to argue otherwise.) I would definitely do some research on them!

I also recommend this book (link is the free text on WikiSource), A General History of the Robberies and Murders of the most notorious Pyrates. It is perhaps the most famous contemporary record of the lives of a number of pirates from the time, including Anne Bonny and Mary Read.

As for the sensitivity aspect of this ask, I’d say that what you are describing is completely fine. As long as the violence isn’t used to dehumanize or completely demonize, I would even say that I don’t have any warnings for you about it, or precautions to advise on.

Thank you for this opportunity to infodump about LGBT+ pirates. I hope this is not overwhelming, but I’m also happy to parse out segments of this better upon request. (Our ask will be open eventually, I promise.)

- mod nat

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Naughty Alphabet ;o

@savnofilter , YOU HAVE UNLEASHED THE BEAST, PREPARE THYSELF FOR MINE WRITINGS. (That I hope are suitable to you lol) thanks for giving me that extra push to finally make my page!

Warnings: if you not into the naughties, get outta here before it’s too late.

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A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

•Will want v much to knock tf out bc you sucked all of the energy out of him, (thru his dick). But will tend to you until he is sure you are all set and good to knock out with him. (Make sure you go to the bathroom after, bring you a washcloth, help hold you up in the shower bc he fucked you so hard you couldn’t stand....) Aaaaand don’t forget the cuddles, doesn’t care how sweaty y’all are.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

•D-UUUH, his hands!! So he can sMaCk that delectable ass, which is definitely his favorite. Grope, jiggle, poke, the possibilities are endless. But tbh he’d find a way to enjoy you just the same even without access to his arms.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

•WOOOOOOO-EEEE, this boy don’t give a fuck about messes while having sex-it’s called doing the dirty for a reason. He’ll cum on you, make you cum on him, you won’t know what fluids belong where.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

•Its kind of hard to pinpoint a kinky type dirty secret on him bc I’m pretty sure he’d own it. But I’m gonna go ahead and say that he secretly loves when you take the reigns. He’d do anything to make you feel good, but it’s just as fun to watch you going to town, pleasing yourself by bouncing up and down on his dick, not allowing him any access to you.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

•HAHAHAHAHA, he was a sweet boi until he met you. But, Katsuki is a very smart boy, and will have you writhing and begging under him in no time.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

•D D D DOOOGGGY STYLE. He wants full access to that ass. Like mentioned earlier, he likes slapping it, groping it, watching Newton’s third fucking law of motion in play (google it and learn something new). Your ass, to him is fantASStic. And I bet he likes the sound of his balls slapping against your pussy too.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

•I can’t imagine you’d get anything more than a chuckle or two from him, and that’d probably be from how cute he thinks you are in the moment, or what a mess you are, undone by him. But if you initiated a joke or two, as it arises, I don’t think he’d mind and you might get a reaction. I really don’t think he’d appreciate it being continuous though.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

•BAKUBUSH FOR THE WIN! Groomed bush tho, it annoys him when it’s out of control and he doesn’t like the way it feels.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

•It might not be typical romantic, but I’m pretty positive that every time you guys do the deed, he looks at you like you are the only true thing in the world. He loves that you trust him enough and love him enough to let him be inside of you like this, that you feel he is good enough for you. Of course, the way he shows this is by fucking you mercilessly into the mattress.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

•Katsuki is whipped for you. (Though he’d never admit it). So if he doesn’t have access to you, or you are on vacation and he won’t be seeing you for a while, you can bet your bottom dollar that he’s gonna jack off if he needs to. And if he can, he’ll try to do facetime sex with you. If that’s not an option, he’ll do it in the shower to the thought of you. (Which sometimes he enjoys a lot because he can imagine whatever he wants to do to you, and how he’s gonna give it to you when he can see you again.)

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

•Ddlg!! You are daddy’s girl, (or whatever name you prefer), and you and your entire being belong to him, and he loves making you understand that, and hearing you admit it and moan it out of those pretty lips of yours.

•Another one might be you dressing up and looking nice to go somewhere. Like a fancy cocktail party, or one of the hero galas he gets invited to. You guys are always late and everyone always knows why. He loves seeing you stand tall and proud, stomping in those heels and swaying those hips, ready to stab someone’s eye out if they look at you wrong.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

•E V E R Y W H E R E.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

•Anything that has to do with you. But the number one way to get him riled up is to play with him. Like playing dumb and dropping something in front of him, or “accidentally” brushing against his dick when you stand up, stuff like that. And playing hard to get.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

•He won’t share you, or himself with anyone else, so no threesomes or anything like that. He needs to have you all to himself.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

•I’m gonna say it’s an even split between the two. Either way, he wins. He gets to see you wiggle and unwind by his doing, getting himself worked up in the process, or just being straight up blessed every time you decide to go down on him in return. But he really does love just watching the way you react, in either scenario.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

•Will almost always want and do it fast and rough, but if you’re in need of some tender love, he’ll give it to you slow and sensual. Which will probably drive you nuts and it’ll eventually end up fast and hard anyways.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

•He’d rather have proper sex because it’s more fun, but he’ll take what he can get, just to be with you. Quickies happen more often when you guys are out and about and he really needs a piece of you.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

•Bakuboi is a good boi, he doesn’t like breaking rules. So when it comes to doing it in public, it has to be in a place where no ones is gonna catch you guys. (Though he doesn’t really mind the thought of someone catching him giving it to you, cuz no one else can.) As for sexy time introductions of new ideas and toys? To me, he’s a “if it ain’t broke don’t fix it” type of guy, but if you want to try something he’s willing to do, he’ll do it.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

•I really think that for any human being, it depends on what kind of mood/day they’ve had. But for a good day? Hours. A really good day? You won’t be able to walk tomorrow.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

•Nah, he’s fully confident he can give you all the pleasure you need by himself. He has to be the best after all.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

•Bring some tissues bc he’ll drive you to crying for release.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

•Katsuki has them sexy grunts, the deep rumble growls that come from his chest, and the occasional curse word. If you guys are on the younger side, I wouldn’t be surprised if his voice cracked as he came.

W = Wild Card (Get a random head-canon for the character of your choice)

•If you got angry with him and denied him sex for a while, he will once again convert into Lord Explosion Murder Guy. He will be on the war path, probably throw himself into work to forget about how fucking horny he is, and everybody should keep at least five feet of distance from him at all times. He probably won’t even be able to relieve himself because he’s so angry he’s scared he’ll blow his dick off.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

•I don’t think he’s the longest cucumber in the patch, definitely above average but not a horse. But he got that girth. Even if you’ve tossed around your share of cucumbers, I’m pretty sure you’re going to have to work up to fit around him.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

•....It gets lower as he gets older, but set aside a private fund between you two for condoms.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

•I firmly believe that he is actually a perpetually sleepy boi, he will knock tf as soon as you are ready to do so with him.

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A/N: I’m not always this ‘silly’ but this is my first post and it’s the way I preferred to do something like this. Please feel free to send in requests and asks and comments and what not, just be patient with me! I hope the format wasn’t confusing, I’ve never used the text posts on tumblr so I don’t know all of the features yet, otherwise I would have added a cut.

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The Importance of Fanservice

written by @the-galaxy-collector

While fanservice probably sounds a bit dirty, and we are called The Citrus Scale, we swear it’s not. Fanservice is when a creator inserts a scene or quote into the source material as a nod to fans. It’s a way to say that they’re paying attention to the message boards, Tumblr posts, and fan theories. It used to be, and sometimes still is, a term that identified when a woman was being sexually fetishized for male fans. That’s not the popular usage anymore, nor are we in favor of this interpretation or practice at all.

The subtle acknowledgement that the creators have noticed and care about their fans is hugely important. So often, fans don’t get what they want because it’s impossible to please everyone, but a little fanservice goes a long way in making them feel seen and appreciated. Everyone’s OTP isn’t going to be canon, especially when it’s the creator’s NOTP, but one little quip toward the right character will have fans squealing for years to come.

Great examples of fanservice reach across genres, but some of our favorites include shows like Timeless. There were multiple references to fan terminology and movements. Even the moniker fans use for themselves, Clockblockers, is heard being used in the second season’s premiere. But fanservice can take a retrospective approach too, like when Tom Holland confirmed that the young boy in the Iron Man mask in Iron Man 2 was, in fact, little Peter Parker. While this detail isn’t necessarily important to the overall story of the MCU, it was a fan theory for a while, and having it confirmed was icing on the cake.

Another favorite here at The Citrus Scale was when Brienne was knighted during the last season of Game of Thrones. Every fan knew that was all she ever wanted, and that she had been told no because she was a woman. Even though she was well aware she was enough by the end of her character’s journey without that happening, it never fails to put a smile on our faces when we see it on screen.

Now, that doesn’t mean that the actors themselves can’t be the leaders of these fan theories and rallying cries, because sometimes that’s exactly what happens. For example, when we finally see Jack Harkness’ butt in the last season of Torchwood, it was John Barrowman, the actor who played him, that was always ready to go to war for this scene. Did we all know he was naked when he was encased in and then rescued from the cement? Yep. Did his team bring a jacket to cover up his naughty bits? Also yes. Did he wear it? Not even a little bit. Was it necessary to the story? Hahahahaha!

But can fanservice go too far? The short answer is yes, but what does it mean to the story and has it ever really happened? This is actually where fanservice gets a bad reputation. Some fans argue that the creators who offer this up do so at the expense of the story. However, exactly what the expense is depends on the individual fan. Again, you can’t make everyone happy. Lately, a lot of the complaints about fanservice have dealt with Avengers: Endgame and the scene where all the women showed up to save the day. And this is where we feel the need to clarify that representation and fanservice are not the same thing. Representation is about equality. Fanservice is about fun.

None of the examples we listed here affected the story in a negative way, though. This is largely because none of them took up a lot of screen time. A line here, a moment there, and you’re done. That’s all it takes, but we get the overall argument. If a story becomes only about fanservice, and unless there’s a meta point to be made, it can damage the overall product, and that’s not good either.

Thankfully, there aren’t a lot of big examples of this happening to date. Most that are cited every now and then are seen as bad because they didn’t make any storyline sense. Season Two of Stranger Things has Nancy and Steve try to get some sort of closure for Barb and her family. Those that believe that this is fanservice only see it that way because they think Barb is a throwaway character. They seem to conveniently forget that her demise is incredibly important for Nancy’s character development. In other words, she was fridged. Do we like it? No. Was it necessary? Maybe, but it doesn’t make her throwaway and it certainly isn’t fanservice.

Our point is that fanservice and stories can live in perfect harmony. Sure, you don’t want to go overboard, but a little bit isn’t going to hurt anyone. In fact, it usually gives fanfic writers just enough to play with, which we’ll never complain about.

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Ok so basically 2: Electric Boogaloo (Mao Mao Spoilers)

THE TRUTH STINKS:

Umm...I don't think that's how purifying crystals work Badgerclops.

"Badgerclops is a wonderful guy, okay? The light of my life, the wind in my sails." Awwww...

I can't believe Emoclops is canon - OOH HOLY MOLY THAT'S TERRIFYING.

I don't understand - usually Mao's the one who can't take criticism but now it's Badgerclops? Does it depend on the writer?

"And you've having a conversation under the table like a bunch of wackadoos." I've never heard the word wackadoo outside of Destiny 2 but skkk

What the HECK was that beignet scene?? DEAR GOD THE MOANS.

Adorabat sounds like she's about to murder BC jfc

Damn Mao wasn't wrong BC went FERAL

"You said protect our friends' feelings. She's not my friend." Damn Adorabat, harsh.

I uh. I don't know what to say about that fight.

I'm still not over Mao hosing BC down like a dog sadsfhsgsm

TRADING DAY:

'Easy peasy lemon squeezy' is a good handshake. They should do that again in future episodes

VICTORY JUICE ME

Oh cool Mao gets a cool robo arm - OH MY GOD WHAT THE HECK?! GOD I don't wanna imagine what that felt like...

Nice callback to Perfect Adventure with the bugs looking like the centipede monsters!

"Mao Mao got super buff legs. I think I'm gonna run away." Same.

Plippy and Lucky are kids? I didn't know that.

Skewl looks super easy. Can I trade lives with Adorabat?

Adorabat is five? I thought she was at least eight. And I'm not saying that because eight year olds are vicious.

"I WISH I WAS NEVER BORN!" Do you have something you want to talk about Badgerclops...

Why are the other Sweetypies being so mean to Adorabat I'll go apesh!t on their @$$3$.

"Eleven and Twelve should be called Oneteen and Twoteen, and that's all I have to say on the matter." has the same energies as "Why isn't Eleven pronounced Onety-one?"

Is anyone gonna talk about the fact that the Robo Arm was gonna blow Mao's brains out?! Like DAMN, that's nightmare fuel!

"Today I found out Mao's full name is Mao Mao Mao." Ah, so this takes place after Small.

"I can see now...I can see nothing. I can't see." SHADGSGSF

SHOVERCLOPS SAVED THE DAY BY SHOVING

HE IS COOL AND PRETTY

"The grass really is a wakeless nightmare on the other side!" Ngl that's my life story

Adorabat got back at Chubbum for making fun of Badgerclops! Yaaay - WHAT THE HECK BADGERCLOPS?!

HEAD CHEF:

The dipping...they're both so overdramatic I love it

Tbh, I thought Mao would be the Science one since he wants to be seen as the logical one and BC would be the Art one because he likes art but it makes more sense the way they did it.

Uhh...did Snugglemagne make his own TV show just to start drama? Sounds like something he'd do.

OH MY GOD THAT CLOSE UP SCARRED ME FOR LIFE

Are we gonna learn more about BC's family soon? I feel like we're gonna learn more about his family soon.

WHY DID ADORABAT HAVE AN EXPLOSIVE SPATULA?

Nice callback to Meet Tanya Keys with the Hydra eggs. And oop the monster of the day's a hydra. WHO WOULD'VE THOUGHT.

Ol' Blue obviously hasn't learned his lesson from Not Impressed...

"I looked over at numbers boy over there and he was really struggling, you know what I'm saying?" *cut to Badgerclops struggling to stay on the stool* SFAFAEGEAG

"Look at that gross bird. I wanna touch it-" ADD Icon

And of course they start picking on each other and cause a lot of romantic tension

BADGERCLOPS' ACCENT CAME BACK WHAT

Mao is so hurt over an insult that wasn't even that good I'm

Adorabat's 'dad' better be Mao or Badgerclops because her staying with them wouldn't make sense otherwise.

*gasps* THE OMELETS...

Wow it's almost like teamwork was the answer all along hahahahaha

Ngl Mao playing with the hydra is kinda cute

Badgerclops' been practicing his evil laugh I see.

SQUATTERS RIGHTS

I dunno what noise Mao made but it definitely wasn't "What?!"

"And that's how we knew the competition was over." LIKE THE DESTROYED STAGE DIDN'T TIP YOU OFF.

ORANGUSNAKE BEGINS:

The moment Orangusnake shot the Ruby Heart I knew something bad was going to happen.

"How does he know my exact insecurities?!" I dunno, the fact that you've both known each other for a long time?

Mao hugging himself while rocking on his heels is simultaneously the cutest and eeriest thing I've ever seen. Mostly because of the ungodly noise he makes.

Ooh no the Ruby Heart's glowing. Ooh no.

So the reason they constantly shout "We're okay!" is because they don't want the Sherriff Gang to think they're actually hurt? I thought it was just a catchphrase.

I love Orangusnake's backstory...he's like Bonnie and Clyde, but instead of dying they fused together, somehow...

Simmons was right about us not being prepared to see Bao Bao again because the moment he appeared I almost screamed

Where did Mao get that outfit skk

Hossrafferangusnake's kinda creepy tbh

"Psst, hey. Your friends are just pretending to like you." Totally not projection, not at all!

HOLY MOLY THE RUBY HEART WORKS?? AND IT GRANTS WISHES???? I have a feeling it might've caused the plot of Breakup by answering Adorabat's wish...

I take it back. MECHA HOSSRAFFERANGUSNAKE is creepy.

WHY IS MAO HAPPY ABOUT MECHA HOSSRAFFERANGUSNAKE DESTROYING HQ THAT'S NOT A GOOD THING?!

"If I keep pushing him, he'll finally be an opponent worthy of my time!" LIKE A GIANT MECHA ISN'T WORTHY OF YOUR TIME?? HELLO???

"I thought if I had a stronger opponent, then I could-" OF COURSE THIS IS ABOUT HIS FATHER. IT'S ALWAYS ABOUT HIS FATHER.

Ah, so Adorabat's seemingly pointless spinning was useful after all. Badgerclops can see the future...

Wait a second. They didn't actually fuse together?? Then why does the mecha look like that???

"Ratarang here is a little hard of hearing." Is that true or did he just say that so he could hear Mao say 'I fear you' again?

"I fear you. I'm just not in fear with you." ???

Damn. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I kinda want an episode where the Sky Pirates win. Just to make Mao more humble. And maybe actually fear them.

Aaa the Ruby Heart's looking really sketchy...don't like that

#semi live blogging #semi-live blogging #the truth stinks #trading day #head chef #Orangusnake begins

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jin-guang-ow · 5 years

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Hi, hello, bonjour. Quick question for you: HOW DOES IT FEEL BEING THE CORNER STONE OF THIS GODFORSAKEN MOSHANG SHIP KNOWING THAT YOU ARE PROBABLY THE SOLE REASON ANY OF US HAVE ANY NEW MOSHANG STUFF TO STARE OBSESSIVELY AT FOR AGES?? I admit it freely - despite their relationship baaarreely being explored in the novel I love them more than I do the main couple. Anyway, thank you for being the dependable moshang blog we all need and deserve. Lend me a shoulder to cry on??? 😭😭😭

HI, HELLO, NI HAO, ANNYEONG, HOLA, NAMASTE, OLA, GUTEN TAG, XIN CHAO, ZDRAVSTVUYTE, SAWASDEE, ETC, ETC, ETC!

Quick question for you, Anon, how does it feel to be so kind???? and YET SO WRONG??? hahahahaha

Actually, I think there are a ton of really active MoShang shippers on Twitter??? Please tell them to come to Tumblr???? hahahahahahahaha

But no, there are really so many people out there doing god’s work, it’s amazing, and yet it feels like nothing compared to the onslaught of BingQiu, WangXian, and HuaLian!!! They’re canon guys… please… love them… ya… I’m praying when more people finish Scum Villain we’ll see an influx of fellow intellectuals coming to enjoy the MoShang party… the best party… we have… popsicles… ya…

OKAY BUT SAME ABOUT THE BINGQIU VS MOSHANG FEELS??? But I read through MTL, and I keep getting told that they actually do get cute, so maybe Google did me wrong??? Google probably did me wrong, Google did me wrong everywhere hahahaha

My shoulder is always here for crying about shipping feels because??? that’s all I do??? all the time orz I’m always sobbing

I’m glad you really enjoy my blog and what I’ve posted for MoShang that you keep coming back to it tho, it warms my heart… My little… frozen MoShang loving heart… so soft… hnnnnnnn…

#it took me 7 million years to answer because... i wanted to keep reading this kindness #orz #I've been feeling so... bleh... lately #so I kept it there to keep staring at it alfsofjsofpjsofjasd lmao #asks #kind anon is kind #I will try to continue doing what I do #maybe... more frequently...#ya #also!! i like all the main couples #but I just... need more moshang hnnnnnn #nothing wrong with liking any of them #I just didn't get the same feelies for bingqiu that I got for moshang just making my heart??? soft???

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goforwardgreenwriter-blog · 6 years

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The Worm Reads: Empire of Storms, Ch 58 - 60

I’m back and ready to dive into hell again

Kaltain Rompier had just turned the tide in this war. Dorian had never been more ashamed of himself. He should have been better. Should have seen better. They all should have.

Many chapters ago I would have defended you... but yeah, no, you’re an asshole Dorito.

There was no Lock. Not in the way that they had expected, not in the way the queen had been promised and instructed to find it.

So yeah, no cigar. Given there’s still quite a few chapters left, I didn’t expect it to be this easy.

Instead of a Lock, inside there is instead a witch mirror, which are very powerful, Manon explains.

Finally, the witch said, “They’ve been making towers. Enormous, yet capable of being hauled across battlefields, lined with those mirrors. For Erawan to use with his powers—to incinerate your armies in a few blasts.”

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA ARE YOU SHITTING ME

ERAWAN’S SECRET ULTIMATE WEAPON IS SOME WALKING TOWERS WITH FUCKING MIRRORS ON THEM

HAHAHAHAHA THIS IS ALMOST AS FUNNY AS THE BATHTUB CAULDRON FROM AC0WAR KDHAFJKHKJFHKHKD YOU'RE KILLING ME SJM

[Aelin’s] magic was exhausted. For the first time in days, that pit of magic now slumbered. She could sleep for a week. A month.

Maybe you shouldn’t have been a dumbass and wasted it all on showing off and shitting glitter out your ass then, Alien.

Anyways some ships and a small army roll up to the marshes. Everyone understandably freaks out but Alien seems weirdly calm?

The soldiers were in heavy, worn gray armor, their faces rough and scarred, sizing them up as they hit the sand. Fenrys snarled at one of them, and the man averted his eyes. But the cloaked woman removed her hood as she approached with feline grace, halting perhaps ten feet away. Aelin knew every detail about her.

Huh, weird, she kinda sounds like-

That full mouth slanted into a half grin as Ansel of Briarcliff, Queen of the Wastes, drawled, “Who gave you permission to use my name in pit fights, Aelin?”

Wait......... what the fuck.

Ansel. As in, Ansel from the prequel novella. As in, a character who was not in the main series is now playing a major role in this series plot.

I’m..... tired. Not gonna complain. Just know it’s dumb and I hate it, because not everyone has read the short stories and I shouldn’t have to pay extra to understand your main plot, SJM!

Next chapter establishes that Ansel is indeed a queen. Fuckin’ great, because nobody can not be royalty in this godforsaken series.

No sign of Abraxos. Manon scanned the skies, the fleet, the seas. Not a scale to be found.

SJM, ABRAXOS BETTER BE OKAY I SWEAR TO GOD

Ansel is here because Alien used her name in the fighting pits in the previous novel.

Dorian staggered forward a step at Ansel’s words, and the Queen of the Wastes gave him a look that said she’d like to pillage him.

Yuck. Can you assholes not be horny for once in your life.

Aedion didn’t know who to be more furious with: Aelin, for not telling him about Ansel of Briarcliff and the gods-damned army she’d quietly ordered to sack Melisande and seize its fleet, or himself, for not trusting her.

Jesus fucking christ, I can’t believe I’m about to defend Assdion, but you have no reason to trust Alien! She schemes and plans behinds everyone’s backs and doesn’t tell you of her plans so she can rub it in your faces after you yell at her! Alien is the embodiment of all my pet peeves in people jkdhjkshfja

[Aedion] tried not to bristle. He was [Aelin’s] general-prince. Rowan was her consort —or close enough to it. And yet she had not entrusted them with this.

I think SJM wants us to see Assdion as unreasonable, but he’s right! They’re Alien’s fucking court and she won’t trust any of them with her plans but oh, since it works out in the end it turns out she’s the best queen evah!!!11 Fucking eat my ass SJM.

Lysandra ran a finger down the smooth wood of the railing. “I thought … It all seemed a grand adventure. Even when the danger was so horrible, it was still new, and I was no longer caged in dresses and bedrooms. But that day in Skull’s Bay, it stopped being any of that. It started being … survival. And some of us might not make it.”

>implying SJM would ever dare to kill one of her darling main characters

Assdion and Lysandra talk about loss and dying or something then they talk about whatever their relationship is.

Lysandra indeed went on the defensive and showed her hand. “I know my history is … unappealing.” “I’m going to stop you right there,” Aedion said, daring a step closer. “And I’m going to tell you that there is nothing unappealing about you. Nothing. I’ve been with just as many people. Women, men … I’ve seen and tried it all.”

ok but like.. Lysandra is talking about being a courtesan, Assdion is talking about being bisexual. Those two are... completely different things. Why would Assdion compare his bisexuality to being a courtesan...... maybe I’m reading too much into this but I’m bisexual and this kinda makes me uncomfortable....

Also of course the only bisexual character in the cast is a slut shaming asshole so I can’t even stan him. Ungh. I hc Manon as lesbian and Darrow is canon gay, so I’m gonna say Gav is bisexual and stan him. SJM can catch these hands.

Aedion shrugged. “I find pleasure in both, depending on my mood and the person.” One of his former lovers still remained one of his closest friends—and most skilled commanders in his Bane.

If Assion wasn’t a dick, I’d ship it. Also, ten bucks says nameless gay Bane commander will die for Assdion’s pain.

Lysandra agrees that they should be honest with each other and Assdion gets a boner at the thought of her mouth then the chapter ends. Riveting. That served no purpose other than to make all the bisexuals reading this squirm uncomfortably.

Next chapter begins with Ansel and Alien drinking and I can already tell there’s gonna be plenty of dumb banter.

“It’d be nice,” Aedion grumbled from down the table, where he and Rowan glared at them, “to be included in just one of these schemes, Aelin.” “But your faces are so wonderful when I get to reveal them,” Aelin crooned. He and Rowan growled. Oh, she knew they were pissed. So pissed that she hadn’t told them about Ansel. But the thought of disappointing them, of failing … She’d wanted to do this on her own.

Does SJM even read the shit she writes? Let’s dissect this.

1. Rowboat and Assdion are portrayed as nosy assholes for wanting to... be involved in their queen’s plans? You know, the queen they’ve sworn to serve? THE QUEEN WHO PUT THEM IN HER COURT.

2. Stop describing them as “pissed” they’re goddamn Fae for god’s sake

3. Oh, so Alien is scared of disappointing them, so it’s okay she lies to her own people and court?? Like how does SJM see this as a woman capable of being a queen? She lies all the goddamn time!!!! A queen is not supposed to hide this important shit from her own goddamn court!!! Just because she feels sorry about it doesn’t make it okay gdi!!!! I want Alien to fucking rot in hell!!!!!

“I want you to find me the lost Crochan witches.” Manon jerked upright. “What.”

Yeah, so now Alien wants to raise a witch army. Manon is understandably like “what the fuck” but of course, she is shot down to raise Alien up. Fuck you, SJM.

“They’re all gone,” Manon cut in again. “We’ve hunted them to near extinction.” Aelin slowly looked over a shoulder. “What if their queen summoned them?” “I am no more their queen than you are.”

Manon says this, but SJM has been parading her around almost this entire novel as a queen despite not having any land, titles, armies, whatever. Also, why does every single species have monarchies? Wouldn’t it make more sense for some of them to have different ruling systems?

“I think Erawan was probably born pissed.”

God Ansel is Alien 2.0 isn’t she...

It was no surprise at all that Ansel had managed to hold on to Hisli, the Asterion mare she’d stolen for herself. But Kasida—oh, Kasida was just as beautiful as Aelin remembered, even more so once she’d been led over a gangway onto the ship. Aelin had brushed the mare down when she’d led her into the cramped, wet stables, and bribed the horse to forgive her with an apple.

Alien can eat my ass but this is cute........ I don’t like or trust horses irl, but I like them in fiction where I don’t have to be next to them. Don’t @ me horse lovers.

Ansel splooges about how Alien didn’t kill her back in the desert and how noble and uhmazing that makes Alien. Deep breaths. Deeeep breaths. I can do this.

“We got a report that Fae soldiers were spied starting them. Firing from ships.” “Maeve,” Gavriel murmured. “But burning isn’t her style.” “It’s mine,” Aelin said. They all looked at her. She let out a humorless laugh.

Alien’s really out here making jokes when innocent country sides have been set on fire because of her, huh..... yeah, I can totally tell the deaths of innocent people are really eating her up, what a sympathetic character!

Later, Alien and Rowboat are going over strategies in private and... oh god. Oh my god. It’s this scene. This one page drained so much life and happiness out of me I think I need more therapy.

Aelin scanned the sprawl of the world, which had once seemed so vast and now, at her feet, seemed so … fragile. So small and breakable. “You could, you know,” Rowan said, his tattoo stark in the lantern light. “Take it for yourself. Take it all. Use Maeve’s bullshit maneuvers against her. Make good on that promise.”

“bullshit maneuvers” jhdahfjafh I’d complain about the writing but that is nothing compared to this implication of Alien being a fucking conqueror. If she was supposed to be a villain or morally grey then maybe, but SJM keeps hailing her as the best morally right queen evah, but then has her think about conquering the goddamn world.

“And would you join me if I did? If I turned conqueror?” “You would unify, not pillage and burn. And yes—to whatever end.” “That’s the threat, isn’t it?” she mused.

OHHH, OH OKAY. WELL THAT MAKES IT OKAY THEN.

NO FUCK YOU. Doesn’t matter what your reason is for conquering is, it’s a goddamn bad thing to do!! You’re attacking and invading other countries resulting in thousands of deaths in order to yank control out of their hands like wtf!!!!! ALIEN WAS A SLAVE IN THE SALT MINES SHE SHOULD KNOW BETTER.

This is shit that FASCISTS would say. And Alien is supposed to be the morally sound protagonist that little girls can look up to. Holy fucking shit.

“But if you could … would you?” For a heartbeat, she could see it—see her face, carved into statues in kingdoms so far away they did not even know Terrasen existed.

You know who else did shit like this?

Ozai from ATLA. You know, a fucking Fascist villain who wiped out an entire culture of Airbenders and planned to conquer the whole world to rule with an iron fist.

This is your protagonist, SJM. YOU THINK THIS IS A GOOD THING TO ASPIRE TO BE. How the fuck was this book published I am so goddamn mad.

“Perhaps if being queen bores me … I’ll think about making myself empress. To give my offspring not one kingdom to inherit, but as many as the stars.” There was no harm in saying it, anyway. In thinking about it, stupid and useless as it was. Even if wondering about the possibilities … perhaps it made her no better than Maeve or Erawan.

DFJAKLJFDLKAJFLKAJSKF

1. I love how Alien’s quote is supposed to be ~epic and uhmayzing~ when it’s about her fucking conquering all of the world’s countries to give to her kids, who may very well follow in her footsteps and be fascist assholes as well. I pray to god that Alien or Rowboat kicks the fucking bucket before they can have kids.

2.How could you be bored of being queen.... you know that’s like, a huge responsibility??? SJM literally knows nothing about monarchies and did no research outside of watching old Disney princess movies.

3. “no harm in saying it” OP is a fascist but go off I guess

4. “perhaps it made her no better than Maeve or Erawan” no bitch you’re worse than them at this point holy fucking shit!!!! At least no one is out here stanning them despite them wanting to conquer and kill innocent people like you!! Holy fucking shit this novel!!

Rowan dragged a hand through his hair. “Sometimes I wish I knew every thought in that head, each scheme and plot. Then I remember how much it delights me when you reveal it—usually when it’s most likely to make my heart stop dead in my chest.”

Yeah never mind me defending you because Alien is a dumbass, you’re a fucking awful person too. Both of you can fucking drown for all I care.

Next up is Manon’s POV.

Abraxos should have been here already. [Manon] shut out the coiling dread in her stomach. But instead of wings, footsteps creaked in the hall outside. A heartbeat later, the door opened on near-silent hinges, then shut again. Locked.

Oh, fuck you SJM, teasing me with a Manon and Abraxos reunion only to give me dumb Dorito/Manon shit. Fuck. Yo.

You don’t have chains anymore.” She sat up at that, examining where the irons draped down the wall. “Is it more enticing for you if they’re on?” Sapphire eyes seemed to glow in the dark as he leaned against the shut door. “Sometimes it is.”

Gross. I’ve never been disgusted reading Manon’s POV before, but... it’s starting to rub off on her. Please SJM, don’t taint her, she is one of the few good things I have to cling to in this massive pile of shit.

She let Dorian back her against the wall. Let him hold her gaze while he tugged the top laces of her white shirt free. One. By. One.

This. Writing. Is. Terrible.

But Dorian Havilliard said, “The Bloodhound was lying that night. What she said about your Second. I felt her lie—tasted it.” Some tight part in her chest eased. “I don’t want to talk about that.”

What the fuck Dorito, you’re making out with her and then you randomly bring up her possibly dead friends?????? What is this writing????

Again, that dark, edged smile appeared. And when he stepped close once more, his hands replaced those phantom ones. Tracing her hips, her waist, her breasts. Unhurried, indolent circles that she allowed him to make, simply because no one had ever dared.

Oh my god this is a DoritoManon sex scene isn’t it

A chill ran down her body, peaking her breasts. He watched them, then circled a finger around one. Dorian bent, his mouth following the path where that finger had been. Then his tongue. She bit her lip against the groan rising up her throat, her hands sliding into the silken locks of his hair.

OH GOD IT IS PLEASE HELP ME I NEED AN ADULT

Okay so if you want my thoughts on SJM sex scenes in general, go read my ch 38 review. But this is especially shit because Manon and Dorito barely have any chemistry. Plus Dorito is a crusty asshole and I don’t want him anywhere near my Manon baby. Fuck this goddamn shit.

She had never contemplated what it would be like—to yield control. And not have it be weakness, but a freedom.

JFC SJM, I GET IT. I get it, Dorito is the only man Manon would ever be submissive with because he’s so ~manly and dominate~ I FUCKING GET IT, GET THIS SHIT OUT OF MY FACE.

As he freed her pants button by button, then slid them off.

PANTS

This just further proves my theory SJM did no research about the medieval time period and just wanted to write lots of smutty porn.

Manon let him raise her arms over her head, his magic gently pinning her wrists to the mattress as he touched her, first with those wicked hands.

Oh my god the magic foreplay returns to haunt me. It was dumb then, it’s dumb now.

The next paragraph they’re already done and cleaning up, which seems... oddly rushed for SJM. She took numerous pages to describe Rowboat and Alien climaxing but skipped out here? I’m not complaining, believe me, just feels odd for her.

She tugged on her clothes with trained efficiency, and only when she was lacing up her shirt did Dorian say, “We’re not done, you and I.” And it was the purely male promise that made her bare her teeth.

I AM GOING TO GODDAMN LOSE MY MIND MORE THAN I ALREADY HAVE

DORITO ISN’T A MALE FAE. I’VE SEEN PEOPLE EXCUSE THE WEIRD MALE TERRITORIAL FAE SHIT WITH “oh it’s okay because they’re Fae and not human so it’s okay for them to be possessive uwuu” BUT GUESS FUCKING WHAT SWEETHEART! DORITO ISN’T FAE SO Y’ALL HAVE NO GODDAMN EXCUSE FOR HAND WAVING THIS GROSS POSSESSIVE SHIT ASIDE

KHADKFHAFHAJKHFKJAHSFK IM BREAKING

Dorian gave another purely male smile

After Dorito fucks off we go to Lorcan and Elide. Holy fucking shit this chapter is so long. The DoritoManon sex scene could’ve been cut out without any loss to the plot but lbr, fans aren’t here for the supposed fantasy plot, they’re here to read shitty smut.

Even utterly exhausted, Elide barely slept during the long night she and Lorcan swayed in hammocks with the other sailors.

After the shit I just read, this cuteness is welcomed.

Something softened in [Lorcan’s] harsh face as his eyes dipped to where [Elide’s] arm dangled out of her hammock, the skin still a bit sore, but … miraculously healed. She’d thanked Gavriel twice now, but he’d brushed it aside with a gentle nod and shrug.

This is either pure and wholesome or I’m just grasping for anything after that sex scene. Gav is such a good character, let him be a father figure to Elide and take her out for ice cream and they go for fun walks on the beach searching for interesting shells and rocks. Treasure that wholesome mental image.

It was the shout of the watch that jolted them. The one of pure terror. Elide nearly flipped out of her hammock, the sailors rushing past. By the time she shoved her hair from her eyes, Lorcan was already gone.

Oh fucking great, what bullshit do I have to put up with now?

Sailing over the western horizon, another armada headed for them. And Elide knew in her bones it was not one that Aelin had schemed and planned for. Not as Fenrys breathed, suddenly beside her on the steps. “Maeve.”

I’m so sorry I’m leaving you on a cliffhanger, but I need a break after the shit I’ve just witnessed. Like, I might actually die if I don’t stop right now.

#the worm talks #the worm reads: eos #anti sjm #anti tog #anti eos #im so fuckign tired.....

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Ship meme the doctor and missy

Send me a ship and I’ll tell you…:

Who would be the big spoon/little spoon?:I feel like; both would be both depending on the day — like they both are able to read each other very very well; and I feel like they would just instinctively know if the other needed or wanted to be held and cuddled… that said; I won’t pretend Missy doesn’t like to play jetpack to the much taller Doctor.

Who would wake up first?:Again it depends, though I generally feel as though Missy sleeps more, if less soundly. Generally, I would say I think the Doctor probably wakes up first, though sometimes he is probably awakened earlier than he might otherwise have been cause Missy has a tendency to talk and make noises in her sleep because of her night terrors. Since neither of them really need to sleep that much its something of an odd situation… but cuddles always tend to induce sleep, even if neither of them necessarily needs it.

Do they have nicknames for each other?:Ooohhhhh hell yes!!! so many; just — so.. soooo many. whther they are cute ones or teasing ones or whatever — the name calling is just… endless. Its definitely something Missy does more than the Doctor; but they both have plenty of names of each other.

How do they apologize after an argument?:weellll; neither of them are very good at it; they are both very VERY stubborn, especially with each other, and they tend to just sort of avoid the other until they calm down and forget about what it was they were arguing about. Although; on the rare occasion that they do actually decide to apologize to one another its usually through some kind of grand (and in Missy’s case often misguided) gesture (like a cyberman army as a birthday present … y’know… totally reasonable) What would they be like as parents?:Oh dear god help whatever poor child had them as parents!! XD –To be honest; I feel like they would be bother really terrible and really amazing at the same time; like as far as care taking and keeping them safe? they would be absolute rubbish! Like they are both such risk takers and… Missy would see absolutely no problem dragging her chilld through the heart of a star or some shit while the Doctor would just kind of ~forget~ that children are small and somewhat fragile and would end up getting them into some kind of trouble and then just being like “.. ooops?” — I mean look what goes down with his human companions; and I sort of think he sees them kind of as his children or charges for which he is responsible and… i mean look at the track record… BUT in terms of raising the child I think they would be amazing!! In terms of really important life lessons and explaining things — there would be nobody better in the universe – like they are both so crazy brilliant and have had such a breadth of experiences …. on top of which like; their viewpoints are SO different they would present any child with a varied and balanced point of view which would allow them to develop their own ideas and point of view on different topics, they would be amazing.

Who is more romantic?:I – I honestly don’t know… i feel like it depends on the circumstance? Like generally i’d say Missy is more the one for grand, cheesy gestures and protestations; BUT I think the Doctor also will pull out some incredibly beautiful and sweet romantic moments and gestures; they are just less common and somewhat more subtle and definitely less predictable; but they can both be very romantic when they choose to be. What sort of gifts do they get for each other?:Ridiculous ones. I mean.. really…. REALLY over the top shit… a pony just cause she asked… a cyberman army for his birthday…. a piano for absolutely no reason at all (Oh please there were PLENTY of reasons he got her that damn piano and all of them involve good times which could be had atop it.) ;) ….. you get the point.

Who gets jealous easiest?:MISSSYYYYYY. definitely. She CANNOT understand why he is always running around with those stupid little humans; and she is often afraid he loves them more than he loves her. Which isn’t to say that the Doctor wouldn’t be jealous too if their situations were reversed; but like — Missy doesn’t really have many friends sooo…..

Who gets more excited for events e.g.. Birthdays, Christmas?:Hahahahaha Missy. definitely Missy. She enjoys making a production out of every. single. holiday…. oftentimes much to the dismay and irritation of the Doctor…. which is honestly half the reason she is so set one it.Who is the most adventurous?:Depends on what you mean by adventurous…. Missy is the bigger risk taker but the Doctor is more curious about the universe and everything in general…. althooooough if we’re talking in the bedroom um… Missy, clearly — though to his credit the Doctor is down for whatever she comes up with. Who is the most protective?:Probably the Doctor, though they are both protective of one another, fiercely protective — the Doctor is just so used to getting Missy out of her own messes over the years; its just kind of ingrained in him to make sure she has a way out and will be okay. What would they have been like as childhood sweethearts?:I meannn since that’s exactly what they were…… ;P No no, i know I know; and I don;t think they were like together together when they were young, even if they were clearly in love with each other even then…. but I feel like even if they had been; I think their relationship would have been very much like what it is now… both of them constantly fighting but always forgiving each other because they are stupid in love.Who uses all the hot water?:Lmao Both of them because you know they’re in the damn shower together and therefore showers take 500 X longer than they need to beaause so much shower sex. Who would accidentally set the kitchen on fire whilst cooking?:Both of them; well; no i take that back… the Doctor would set it on fire by accident Missy would do it on purpose… or at least if it was ORIGINALLY an accident she would throw some kerosene on it for good measure. Who initiates sexy times the most?:Both of them but.. also kind of Missy… She tends to just like tease him and be there in a very consciously tantalizing way until he finally just snaps and jumps on her and starts making out with her which never fails to induce a fit of cackles from her and ultimately leads to all the sexy times.Who is more dominant?:They are both a couple of big switches who love to play power play games — although, Missy is naturally pretty dominant, she also likes it when he takes control cause she actually trusts him enough to let him.What would they do if the other one was hurt?:Absolutely and unequivocally whatever was necessary to save the other or make sure they are okay… they would both run headlong into danger for the other without a 2nd thought for their own safety. Who gives nose/forehead kisses?:Missy is all about giving the nose kisses!!! ;P ….but the differences in their height has more or less given the Doctor the monopoly on giving the forehead kisses … both of which suits them both very nicely. What their biggest fight was/will be about::Oh god….. I honestly don’t even know — like… there have been SO many… though i suppose a lot of them boil down to their conflicting moralities…

BONUS #1: Song to sum them up?:Oh dear lord.... how many tracks from my 60+ track playlist do you want!?!?! XD XD .... tonight... i’m feeling like its Walking The Wire by Imagine Dragons ♥BONUS #2: A head canon?:buuttt I haveee soo mannyy...... ummm okay; okay so one is that, the interior of the Vault was originally a relatively small space, but that utilizing bigger on the inside tech; the two of them just worked together to expand it, giving her multiple rooms and more space, until she basically had her own little palace down there and that one main room with the piano, and the small small force-field enclosure was literally just for appearances... as they both decided it was best if the secrets of the vault were kept just between the two of them.... and yes, i mean that in every sense.

BOTTOM LINE: Do I ship it?:Ummmmm Is water wet!?!?!?! like 100% OTP level right here like --- my heart ♥♥♥ mah babbies!!! I will love them 5ever!!!

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