#“Dognabbit.”

[mademoisellewol]

Imaginative Fever

When it happens, it sounds so surreal. Too surreal, but not the same, yet it contents me.

[love-is-four-legged-word]

From: Dognabbit @ThatDamnedDame

[ladyartforone]

What they call their Aliens+how they look like.

(And Nega Bens nega forms)

Albedo calls them by their species name, and Benzarro doesn't name them.

1. Vulpimancer

Prime Ben: Wildmutt (I love it)

Looks same as canon. Better sense of smell than the rest.

Ben 23: DogNabbit (Something is wrong with him)

Bluish white. Smaller yet faster than the rest.

Mad Ben: WildDingo (Self explanatory)

Dark orange with dark browns on it's fur (like a dingo). As well as a trail of longer fur on the back of it's neck and along it's back. His form is also slightly bigger with stronger skin.

Bad Ben: FurAndJaws (he would)

All black with longer claws and bigger teeth than the rest. Most vicious and aggressive in this form.

Nega Ben: K9 (He seems to be level headed)

Grey with black spottings on it's body.

Nega form: Grows bigger and has a tail to give it better mobility+direction change. Bigger bottom canines. Stronger skin. Longer fur. And has the agility to roar louder, scaring it's enemies.

2. Kineceleran

Prime Ben: Xlr8 (the best one let's face it)

Canon form.

Ben 23: SpeedyQuick (literally wtf)

Canon form.

Mad Ben: RooLegs (He was a kid spare him)

Orange and black with spikes along it's body+armoured on certain spots.

Bad Ben: LizardFace (He thinks he's funny)

Black and dark green.

Nega Ben: Velocity (Simple and effective is his thing I feel)

Black and greyish purple.

Nega form: Longer tail. The head crest breaks into two, resembling horns. And gains the ability to spit a soft venom into the enemies eyes to blind them.

3. Sonorosian

Prime Ben: Echo Echo

Canon.

Ben 23: Copy copy

Blue and white.

Mad Ben: screecher

Orange and white.

Bad Ben: LoudMouth

Dark green and white.

Nega Ben: Frequency (fun fact: He likes to make other Bens with this alien to hang out with cause he's lonely)

Grey and white.

Nega form: body turns black instead of white. Gains the ability of full control over his voice. He can do anything from copy other people's voices, to even manipulate the sounds around him to make them sound different.

[entityupdates]

Ben 23 and Rook 23′s Aliens in Rook Gets The Omnitrix

I just introduced Ben 23 and Rook 23 to my Rook Gets the Omnitrix AU. Here’s a list of the aliens in Ben 23’s Omnitrix and Rook 23’s Nemetrix.

Ben 23:

Freeze Lizard (Artiguana)

Charcoal Man (Heatblast)

Mr. Monkey (Spidermonkey)

Plug Man (Feedback)

Vomit Man (Upchuck)

Rollaway (Cannonbolt)

Electric Yeti (Shocksquatch)

Orbit Man (Gravattack)

Fright Face (Toepick)

Dognabbit (Wildmutt)

Handy-Man (Four Arms)

Brain Frog (Gray Matter)

Speedyquick (XLR8)

Techno-Bubble (Upgrade)

Fish Fingers (Ripjaws)

Big Bug (Stinkfly)

Eye Guy Acrocat

Mr. Mucky (Swampfire)

Dino-Mighty (Humungousaur) 

Nighty Knight (Pesky Dust)

Windy-Hindy (Clockwork)

Build-A-Guy (Bloxx)

Trunkman 

Rook 

Buglizard (Stinkfly’s predator)

Crabdozer (Heatblast’s predator)

Hypnolick (Big Chill’s predator)

Mucilator (Crashhopper’s predator)

Omnivoracious (Gray Matter’s predator)

Slamworm (Armodrillo’s predator)

Terroranchula (Ball Weevil’s predator)

Tyrannopede (Humungosaur’s predator)

Vicetopus (Brainstorm’s predator)

Sabertooth (Ditto’s predator)

Dez (Zed’s species)

Rook will eventually get a number of Earth pretadors as well.

[berrymarais]

Bullied at Target for not making sufficient eye contact!

I hadn’t gone grocery shopping for two months because big noisy (and *ahem* affordable) grocery stores are very stressful places to be and I would so much more like to spend my time online or watching Megamind or Sailor Moon Crystal.  But even I can’t live on just rice and beans forever.  So I planned to “swing through” the Target on my way home from brunch at my parents’ house.  

My shopping list was long.  I needed eggs and butter and apples and pretty much ALL THE THINGS, and filled my cart.  Then I steered this heaped up shipping-vessel-on-tiny-spinning-wheels to the farthest, most deserted register at check-out. 

I tried to place each food item on the conveyor belt in such a way to make it easier for the cashier to reach and scan.  And I said, “Hello” and probably, “How are you today?” because I always do that.  I want to be nice at check-out.  

The cashier asks me what I’m having for Easter brunch.  I tell her I actually had Easter brunch today (Saturday) at my parents.  But I am overwhelmed by the sensory overload that is Target and I stumble on my words.  I think I probably said something like, “I ... brunch was today ... at Mom and Dad’s.  For Easter.”

I get about 4/5 of the items out of my cart and onto the belt, when the cashier suddenly says to me, “I’m sorry, you have too many items.  I can’t take anymore for this transaction.”

And I thought she was serious.  I said, “Oh?  I’m so sorry, I ... I didn’t know.”  And I’m looking at the remaining items in my cart and wondering if I’m supposed to leave them in there, take them to another register, or place them with the others on the belt.  For a moment I think the cashier is signaling for a manager to assist, so I wait. 

The cashier says, “There’s supposed to be a ten-item limit here.”

I look up at the lighted sign over the register and I don’t see anything that indicates a 10-item limit.  So I say, “I don’t see a sign.  Is there supposed to be a sign?”  At this point I’m very confused.  I’m already in sensory overload just from being inside a Target for over an hour.  And now I have no idea what I’m supposed to do with the remaining items in my cart.  I stand there, hoping her manager will help us.

That’s when she says to me, “I’m joking.”  And continues to scan the items. 

So I say, “I couldn’t tell.” Which is generally true in these situations.  I am very slow to figure out when people are messing with me, unless I know them (and their particular flavor of humor) well.  Then the cashier starts complaining to me.  She’s like, “You’re not even looking at me.  Look at my face.  You see me smiling if you look at my face.”

At this point I can feel myself start to shake.  This social transaction is not going well.  Golldarnit, I’m 53 for goodness sake and I’m shaking like I’m back in the freaking 6th grade.  So I straight up say to her, “I’m autistic and eye contact is very hard for me.”  I am not used to advocating for my neurodivergence needs but I decided in this case it needed to be said.

Then she says, “Is it really hard? But you should smile.  You’re not smiling.  Let’s see a smile.”

Inside I’m like, “Are you ******* kidding me?” But words are not making the leap from brain to mouth at this point.  Now I can feel tears starting.  I am about to CRY AT TARGET.  This cannot be happening.  I splutter something about being uncomfortable.  I think she apologizes at this point; I really don’t think she was intending to be mean.

She asks me what I had for Easter brunch.  OK, I should be able to answer that, right?  I start out, “Ham ...”  Brain slows down.  “... cheesy potatoes ...”  Brain stops.  I cannot remember what I just ate a few hours ago.  Dognabbit.  I’m tapping my fingers, as if that will restart the brain.  She says, “It was good, whatever it was, right?”  I nod.

Using the credit card reader feels like I’m trying to launch the Space Shuttle.  Every button I press with extreme deliberateness, like I am going to mess something up that will cause Target to explode.

Minutes later I’m hauling my groceries out of there, feeling like the weirdest, clumsiest, most socially inept being on the planet.

I have to say, my experiences at Target do not usually feel this awkward.  *sigh*  I am thankful I have food.  I am thankful I can live independently.  I am thankful I survived infant meningitis with most of my higher functions intact.  So I walk funny and I tic.  And sometimes I can’t word.  With the mouth.  And most of my closest friends are anime characters.  But I’m glad to be alive, glad to be in fandom, and very very thankful for all the younger people out there who DO self advocate.  You guys show me that it’s all right to tell people when I’m uncomfortable in a situation.  

And that there needs to be more awareness of the needs of autistic people and that we shouldn’t just be told all the time to act like we’re not autistic.  ‘Cause no matter how hard I try, I will always be that weird lady in Target who walks funny and makes strange movements with her head, who stares too long at the Cheerios (so many varieties!), and who places her food items on the conveyor belt with the deliberateness and care of a Tetris master.  Please be patient with me. And if you want me to smile, give me a reason.  (Hint: Ask me what shows or movies I currently like.  I will light up like a Christmas tree.)

[sora-a-888]

Gwen 10: So, Ben. What's the downside of being a really famous super hero?

23: Well, for starters, being really famous means you barely get to have your own space.

Gwen 10: Elaborate.

23: Gwen, look outside.

Gwen 10: Who are all those people?

23: News reporters, fans, security guards...

Gwen 10: Can't you make them go away?

23: I could scare them off with orbit-man or dognabbit, but that wouldn't really benefit my merch lines. Business first.

Gwen 10: You act like you've done that before.

23: (*smirks*) Heh, some stories are better off untold.

[foodntwk]

you know what if tlc can make a scripted show then dognabbit so can food network. where's my restaurant/bakery mockumentary??? where are the talking heads of my chef faves covered in flour because their boss decided to pretend it was snowing in the kitchen??? GIVE ME IT

[totallydoglife]

Dognabbit

[brosciencebob]

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Dognabbit!!! #funnydog #ratterrier good thing she’s cute...

[mademoisellewol]

SIA (Ms. Seen It All): That Shih Tzu

Not even a blink or an intake of breath from the pooch. SIA sure is an inspiration for putting "Stay" to a whole new level.

[mademoisellewol]

Caught Up

A distraction? For appreciation? Defining satisfaction? Call it what you will, all I need to maintain is to be conscious about it.

[mademoisellewol]

Self-Conflicting

Looking at the mirror has been one of the most difficult things the one with the kink had struggled with in a long time. Some say it’s just a mere reflection of themselves, to see themselves clearly. But, it is more than that.

|| CONTENT WARNING || Brief Writing (Feeling self-conscious about doing a lengthy writing) Mentions and scenes of post-masturbation Deep hiccups Mild Frustration Couple of Teasing Self-Talk and Openness Conflict on one’s enjoyment and their shame, and to comfort one’s abrupt case Several kisses

"Have...hhhh-Have they...disappeared?" A uttered with hope, although a hint of disappointment in their tone as they rubbed B's exhausted belly. They could feel B's drawing breath, their belly moving up then back down.

They felt a drop of sweat run down their face, revealing their exhaustion from quite a pleasuring, vocal session, reaching their peak just minutes ago.

"Who have disappeared?" B feigned clueless, subtly closing their lips in as if they hadn't coursed through an intense case and build-up masturbation earlier. A and B panted, letting themselves rest under each other's presence in the comfort of their shared bed.

Warm puffs of air escaped both of their lips. B fondly wipes A's sweat away, leaving A to groan at their caress. They were a bit sensitive to be touched, and without the need to tell B about it, they watch B pull their hand back. A appreciated their gesture. There was a soft grin etched on B's face.

"Your...[Panted] you know." A would have trouble saying IT, mentioning the very THING they enjoy seeing, hearing, and feeling.

"Hm? Which is what exactly?" B whispered in a mellow tone. Both of them were still feeling the remaining "buzzing" sensation.

A couldn't help but grumble at B's knowing tease, leaning further to their spouse. "You KNOW what I mean." A spoke, their tone was filled with slight feigned annoyance and more on wonder.

"And I'm looking out for you, you goof. How dare you tease me like this! MmMMm!" A added in their inner voice. They swallowed a soft grunt knowing B is up to something.

B lets out a deep chuckle, kissing their beloved's forehead. "Ahh, you mean my hiccups?" [Smirking] B said straightforward.

It left A feeling flushed, which B couldn't help but find it cute. What an endearing sight to behold. A tried to convince their spouse how ridiculous they always look when they blush, and the longer B looks at them, the more A is close to having a nosebleed out of flusteration.

Can one even get a nosebleed from being flustered?

"Hmm...they have actually." [Nodding their head] "Suppose they–" B slightly cleared their throat, their hand subtly resting on their belly. "They settled down and had their play."

A tilt their head, eyes squinting as if they are sensing some impeccable teasing coming. But they were too drained both mentally and physically to anticipate and react, nodding at their B's word instead.

But inside, they were somewhat hoping to feel and hear IT one last time.

It was conflicting, they admit to themselves. But they are more focused on B's comfort. That should be prioritized, first and foremost.

They care for them as much as they care for A. Communication will do the rest, if the willingness to be open about it is certain.

"Oh, good." [Nodding] "Good. Good. Good." A replied in relief, feigning slight disappointment. "I'm glad they have subsided. Let's...lay here first, before washing up, please? I can't feel my legs."

Hearing A's words of concern and care for B warmed B's heart, nodding and humming deeply in agreement. They pull A to their front, enveloping them in an embrace of appreciation and rest.

For the most part, A felt relief for both of them in manner of tending to their satisfaction. Excitement. And that's what matters. The session was a fulfilling one for sure with the mild frustration from innocent teasing and the hiccuping beyond B's control. A was grateful for B's understanding. Exploring their kink was a huge personal topic to address. It took some time for genuine openness.

There was this one memory, before the whole kink acceptance. A finds themselves looking at the bathroom mirror after masturbating in private. They witnessed B's quick-paced hiccups and couldn't bear to hold it any longer, retreating to the bathroom to tend their growing arousal. They felt dirty. Disgusting. Those words lingered their mind and–

"Did it feel good?" A looked up to the bathroom mirror. They held their ground, gripping and leaning onto the sink. Their reflection of themselves was speaking to them at that moment, imaginatively.

A lets out a shaky breath, feeling their eyes swell. "I...it hurts. That I feel this way." They silently confessed to themselves. "They're my fucking spouse. Why do I...feel the need t-to hide this part of myself from them. So. Bad?! [Slightly hyperventilating] It's so complicated!" A runs a hand over their face out of frustration.

A long pause and silence enveloped the bathroom walls.

[A deep inhale, then an exhale] "I'm making this so complicated for myself." A admitted out loud to themselves. They swallowed a heavy lump, trying hard to stifle a sob.

They found themselves looking up again to their reflection once more. Eye-to-eye. They could feel their moist hands from their recent release, feeling both knackered and in bliss. The moment was conflicting, indeed.

"You always kept an open mind. You know what is right from wrong. You know that to yourself. And you honestly don't have to rush it. But that kink of yours...will be revealed. Some day. When you're ready. Or if they find out in some other way." A's reflection teased. They could perceive their reflection talking to them. A part of themselves speaking to them, so to speak.

A understood that very well. It's just the fear of judgment that plagued their mind, refraining in confession. They ached so much from the thought. Before, it's hard for A to see themselves in the mirror. Because of the lingering feeling of arousal from their partner's case, only to excuse themselves to tend to the overwhelming need to get off and find relief.

They stayed quiet. Alone in the bathroom accompanied by the sounds from the leaky faucet. They stood there, feeling awful for their reactions and thoughts. Until their reflection reached out to them with open arms, bringing A to an embrace. "Hugging myself" is what they visualize it as. Their other half will, then, be consumed to their heart, where in reality, A was hugging themselves tight. Sobbing. But their brief self-talk brought needed peace and reflection.

They'll get there. They're just not ready, and that's okay.

Ending the flashback, A's rest was interrupted when they felt rumbling and a sudden thick jostle against B's body.

"HUCK'LP!" B lets out an audibly deep hiccup that rocks their belly forward.

B just had to time it, hiccuping close to A's ears. In return, A gasped in disbelief, groaning at the action. They looked at B with a slightly feigned scoff.

"Dude! You tease, so they weren't gone after all! I…ooh–I should've known. I noticed you clearing your throat midway while talking!" A thumped a hand on B's chest lightly only to be rewarded with a deep hiccup back. The jostle almost tamed A in contentment, a dopey smile on their face. But they shook their head, when they realized B was smirking hard.

Their reaction left B chuckling as well. Their eyes say "Sorry. I love you, though." A looked at them with soft eyes and a long sigh of defeat in return.

"You're lucky I find you endearing, but your antics—[Grumble] I swear." A buried their face in B's chest, feeling the rumbling from B's chuckles and several lingering hiccups that coursed their body for a few minutes. B kissed A's head before their own head lurched back at a sudden hitch.

"You wer-HRK! Hoping for th—them. HMRK! I can-HMK! tell." B gave A another peck on the cheek this time, grunting after they felt another hiccup that caved their chest in. It was evenly spaced out, the pace was growing ever quick. These moments were relished for the last time. B didn't mind tending to A's interest as their case gradually subsided as time ticks by.

"I—Ch-Sss...Shush! I did not ASK to be exposed. Jerk." A chided, mumbling their words. Their cheeks glow faintly in a rosy hue.

Why did they love B again and are they feeling another waterfall coming? The room has certainly gotten warm. A little too warm.

[mademoisellewol]

Oh dognabbit, it's almost Day 25. A bit "tensed" for presenting the output, but I did had a good time with it. Hoping it did them justice.

EDIT NOTE: To those who will be contributing to this day prompt, the wheel is still up for choosing of OCs from others. You may refer to the pinned post in this blog to make use of the wheel.