#open folder: blinkies

[bunnydevs]

[cxsmiicc]

fucking florida - emily prentiss x reader

word count - 1950

warnings - smut, eating out, vibe, office sex, alcohol, mommy kink, begging

first em fic so sorry if it sucks

cr @storiesofsvu for the vegas line i read a dangerous game all in one sitting the other night and it was stuck in my brain

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“Fucking Florida,” you muttered on the way to the coffee machine for your third cup of the night. It was already after twelve and the mountain of paperwork didn’t seem to be getting any smaller. You began the permanent battle to get the ancient machine running and picked out a mug, savouring every second away from the towering files and microscopic print. Almost immediately after the overwhelmingly strong scent whipped through the bullpen a certain unit chief emerged from her office, silver hair dragged back into a haphazard ponytail and top three buttons undone. To say you were obsessed with this woman would be an understatement. Yes, she was your boss and yes, she was majorly off limits, but there was no telling your body that. There was no helping the shiver that ran down your spine when she spoke, the goosebumps that revealed themselves whenever she brushed against you on the jet, the way every little hair on your body would stand on end when she singled you out. In short, you had it bad for Emily Prentiss, with no end in sight.

“Didn’t know anyone else was still here,” she drawled.

“Everyone sane went home hours ago.”

“And who can blame them, look at us. Relying on far too much caffeine just to get us through the paperwork.”

“When in Quantico,” you said with a small smile.

She laughed slightly, picking up the coffee pot and pouring two mugs, “It’s too late for your bad jokes.”

“You’ll have to excuse my lack of comedic genius, I'm exhausted and working on an empty stomach,” you replied, taking one of the mugs from her.

“What! Why?” She asked.

“I’m not a breakfast person to begin with and then with all the chaos this morning and the flight and the paperwork I just haven’t had the time to breathe.”

“I just ordered food, you’re having some of it.”

“Where did you order from this late?” 

She chuckled, “A lady never kisses and tells.”

God you wished she would kiss you. You simply raised an eyebrow and took a sip of your coffee in response.

“It’ll be delivered to my office soon, grab a file and come wait.”

“Exactly what I’ve been craving, yet more blindingly dull reports,” you deadpanned, already heading back to your desk to sweep the top folder into your waiting bag and follow Emily to her office.

Of course you had been in there before, but never so late and never for an extended period of time. It was different, strangely exhilarating, walking through that door and being directed to the low table in the corner, sitting on the carpet and working this closely to another person. The two of you typed in comfortable silence until a knock came and a sheepish college student walked in with a huge brown paper bag.

“Finally, thanks so much,” Emily said to the poor boy, handing him the cash.

“Quick, move the case notes. Just dump them under the table for now.” You did so, pulling them all into a rough pile and quite literally dumping them on the floor under the table. She wasted no time in delving into the enormous bag, pulling out a burger, two boxes of fries and the biggest soda you had ever seen in your life.

“Good job I was hungry,” she joked.

“Fries.” You reached over and snagged a box, grease seeping through the bottom and onto your fingers before you even opened it. “Oh my god that’s good,” you said around a mouthful.

“I have an idea..” She swerved around the table, snatching a fry on the way and walked right out of the room. A minute later she came back in, bottle in hand.

“Rossi’s finest I presume?”

“Only the best for you,” She finished with a devilish grin.

“Glasses?”

“On ne fait que commencer.” And she took a sip straight from the bottle.

Fucking French. You reached over and stole the whisky from her, upending it and barely blinking when the amber liquid hit your throat. 

“Someone has a tragic backstory just waiting to be unlocked.”

“The years of greasy food and crushing loneliness have numbed me to the mundane sensations of everyday life.” 

“Preaching to the choir honey.” She raised the burger to her mouth and took a bite, sighing in content as she did.

The two of you kept eating in not quite silence, the crunching of fries and occasional clinking of the bottle providing the nights soundtrack. Only once all the food had gone and you were both sufficiently tipsy did you come up for air.

“Remind me to tell you I'm starving more often, this is the best time I've had in this building to date.”

“Anything to make some half decent memories in this place, all the bad we see deserves a little alcohol and fast food every now and then.”

“I know something you could do to make this memory more than half decent,” you muttered.

“Oh? Now what, pray tell, could that be?” She feigned confusion and came to sit on your side of the table, resting her head in one hand and looking up at you through her lashes.

“Fuck it.” Both of you leaned in at the same time, lips crashing together and a breathless gasp escaping from you, her hands drifting to your waist and tugging you onto her lap. It was desperate and clumsy and everything you expected it to be, everything you needed it to be. Her tongue pried your lips apart as you explored each others mouths, too desperate for contact to bother with technique. You fumbled with her buttons and she smiled against your mouth, breaking the kiss to pull your shirt over your head and undo the few buttons of her own that you had been unable to access. Breathing hard, you pushed yourself off of her and sat on the table, legs wide and one hand splayed behind you for balance, admiring the view in front of you. Not every day the unit chief of the BAU was shirtless in front of you after all.

Reaching for your belt, she asked, “Can I?”

“God yes.”

She made quick work of both the belt and your jeans, tossing them aside before slowly pulling your underwear all the way down and dropping it, slipping both hands between your thighs and slowly separating them. Lowering her face, she met your eyes and slowly kissed a teasing path from your inner thigh to your clit, stopping just before she made contact. You let out a whimper, already soaked for her.

“Desperate, are we?”

“Less talk more tongue,” You demanded.

Luckily for you, she obliged, wasting no time in wrapping her lips around your clit and sucking hard, dragging a savage groan from the base of your throat. Loosening her hold on your clit, she focused her attention lower down, flicking her tongue briefly in and out before delivering a broad lick to your cunt, finally setting for alternating between the two motions whenever your moans peaked in volume. Bringing her hands into the mix, she drew slow circles around your clit, successfully driving you to the edge as your breathing became faster and faster, the only coherent word coming from your lips being her name over and over in an increasingly high pitch. Her relentless pace never slowed, even as you finally came with a breathy gasp, fucking you through your high.

Dropping back down onto her heels, she smiled at you before reaching behind her back and unclasping her bra, throwing the purple fabric to the corner before grabbing you by the thighs and pulling you back into her lap for another searing kiss, easily parting your lips this time and taking full advantage of your post-orgasmic confusion. The haze clearing somewhat, you became aware enough to dive your hands downwards and play with her chest, flicking her nipples between your fingers and relishing in the soft whimpers falling into your mouth. It was you that pulled away this time, taking one of her breasts into your mouth and swirling your tongue around, eliciting a delicious moan from Emily. You bit down, hard enough to leave a mark, and she let out a squeal of pleasure, pushing you to do more.

Switching your focus to the other side, you repeated the movements, teeth pressing into her soft skin as your tongue worked overtime. Just as she released a particularly loud moan, your fingers forced their way into her waistband and found her clit, jerking it back and forth to the same pace your other hand was setting on the side of her chest not currently in your mouth. She was a mess, to put it nicely, grinding on your hand in a desperate attempt to get herself there. Feeling just how wet she was, you decided to forego any teasing and simply go faster, push her harder, anything to get her over that edge. Twisting your wrist for better access, you pushed both your fingers and tongue to the same brutal speed, stirring raw sounds from the woman above you as she peaked, ruining her formerly perfect suit trousers once and for all. 

Wordlessly, she pushed you off again and crossed to the desk, rummaging in a drawer until she came up with a small silver key. Bending down to where you couldn’t see, she fitted the key in the lock of her bottom drawer and yanked it open, retrieving something without bothering to close the drawer behind her as she walked back towards you, hands behind her back so as not to reveal what she had. The second she was close enough you stood and grabbed her trousers by either hip, meeting her eyes as you removed them. 

“So what is it that you keep locked away in that desk of yours?” You asked.

In response, she smirked and lifted up a bubblegum pink vibrator.

“Let’s see just how many more we can get out of you tonight sweetheart.”

She flipped you around and forced you onto the desk, pushing your legs apart as you whimpered in anticipation. Laughing at your eagerness, she pushed the toy into you, flicking at your clit as she turned it on at the lowest setting and you let out a groan. 

You glared at her. “More.”

“Manners, or mommy won’t do a single thing more. Besides, I bet you look so pretty begging for it.”

Breath hitching at her words, you felt the vibrator slip as you grew wetter, reaching to push it back in only for Emily to grab your wrist. 

“Please…” You muttered.

“I know you can do better than that baby, now come on, tell me what you want.”

“Please mommy please turn it up I need more god just please.”

“Since you asked so nicely…” She trailed off, pausing for a second before pushing the vibrator deeper into you and setting it to max, pulling a guttural gasp from the recesses of your throat.

“That's it princess, let me hear you.”

You held nothing back, letting her tear sounds from you that you didn’t even know you were capable of making for hours until you were both spent, collapsed on the office floor as the first threads of sunlight came through the blinds.

“Fuck Em it’s getting light outside.”

“Shit.”

The room was a blur of motion as both of you hunted for your clothes, her sighing when she saw the state of her trousers and rummaging through her go bag for a fresher pair. 

“Anyone finds out about this and we’re both royally fucked, capisce?”

You beamed at her. “What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.”

[witchiewitchie]

WIP Asks

Thanks for the tag @strugglequill !!!

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Rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Tag as many people as you have wips. People send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, then post a little snippet or tell them something about it!

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Okay little did you know Blèine that asking me this question is opening up Pandora’s box because I am fucking INSUFFERABLE when it comes to talking about WIPs. If anyone actually sends me an ask, be assured that the response will probably be. So in depth 😭

Blinkie

Top Secret Evil Fic / evilfic

What doesn’t kill you makes you strongerrr / wdkymys

Kissing bridge fic

Werewolfchie 

Grieffic / Ash in the sun / come speak to me in my dreams 

Episode One

Blinkie Eddie POV

Halloweenfic

Episode 4

Sandwichie / one and one and one (makes three)

Witchie

Feel free to send in asks about any of these! Like I said, I looove talking about my WIPs TToTT

Tagging the besties @gaylittlerichie @it2017 @mittland @professionalpansy @tree-chime @raylen04 @beepbeepsunny (but no pressure ofc!!!)

[dragonpride17]

howdy!!

my name is puff, this is my mogai/flagmaking sideblog ^_^

here is a notion site where i upload all my flags! (link) and here is a google drive folder where i upload all my edits! (link)

requests are OPEN for:

general genders and identities

genders under any gender system

flag splices for headcanons/icons (up to 100 flags)

song, album, and genre-related identities (gender, alterhumanity, general identities, anything!)

any and all combo flags

redesigns of existing flags

themed flags (ex. fire lesbian, space non-binary)

venn diagram edits

barcode headers

pride blinkies

pride pixel graphics (rectangular flags, hearts, stars)

pokemon sprite edits in pride flag colors

i use she/her, it/its, and the listened pronouns in bio only! pls no they/them :)

archival blogs i run: @fem-mogai @lesbianflagarchive @poofusarchival @alien-archive @gendersystemtime @musicamogai @mogai-icon-archive

i follow from my main: @dragonpuff17

here's where i keep my own label collection: @synthroinalien

[ace-does-stuff]

The fourth intro

Welcome to the bog of Tumblr where I dwell, food, water, treat yourself, and get some sleep tonight.

All the info you need is below the cut! If you have further questions feel free to ask.

Names -----> The alias list still consists of Ace, Paprika, and Ryker, trying out Casey these days too, url nicknames are also welcomed.

The pronouns, not so simple, she/he/it for the basics, but if you wanna make a freak feel special zap/neo/xem/zao are also options. My only request is that you lay off on the they/them when referring to me.

Rules -----> I don't bite you know, the ask box is always open and anon is on. I'm not an RP blog, but in this household we stan RP blogs for committing to the bit so hard.

I've reached a point where I don't really care whose reading my fics so long as they reblog instead of just leaving a like, so don't come crying to me that someone you don't like reblogged my writing unless they're genuinely a bad person and you can prove it.

DNI -----> I haven't made a coherent DNI list yet, probably never will, but do be warned, the block button is a bloggers best friend, and, I probably won't block you unless you prove to be an asshole. Gender-----> Kind of a lesboy and a butch in the sense people mistake me for a guy frequently and its fun when that happens. Or in simpler terms, genderfluid but in a demi kind of way, like if a guy was a girl but being a guy was not part of the equation at all, which probably only confuses you more. If it does? Good. Bro please @ me list -----> Obsessed with winged creatures of all sorts, please tag me if you see a cool winged creature, so I can put it in my wings folder ETC -----> BLINKIES!!!!! :3

[ambergrief]

had dream i found an unlicensed camp lazlo school folder in an anime store in the mall that had recolored lazlo on the front and it looked really cool so i got it for like $2.79

when i ripped the plastic off and opened it had this weird paragraph of text printed on the inside of one of the pockets with like random ominous gibberish and symbols and there was a website listed at the bottom . i was really curious so i typed it into the address bar and the website was just a bunch of bright flashing blinkies and a giant image of a webkinz cow that was photoshopped to look all scary and distorted and it gave my computer a virus

[humanitys-shortest-sassmaster]

Are you an idiot like me who left archiving their 50,000+ post blog to the last minute before Tumblr kills us? Fear not!

I’m literally on a secluded island right now and just realized Tumblr will die before I’ll get home. I tried all the various archiving techniques going around. My blog is too goddamn big. It’s over 70,000 posts. I left it to the last minute when I’m on an island with little internet. Fuck.  Luckily, after immense panic and desperately trying different methods, I found the fastest way. It involves using a Python script, which is something that seems too complicated for me and many people. Unmutual, the dedicated Tumblr user who wrote the fantastic script, also included a simple guide for how to set up the script and save your blog. Additionally, a YouTube tutorial is linked in the guide as well.I’ve also written some super simplistic step-by-step instructions in this post for those (like me) who were still confused anyway. 

 Here’s a link to the script and easy instructions. The script has been running for an hour and a half on my computer, and I’ve archived 50,000 posts thus far. There is also an additional guide for how to archive only specific tags of a blog.

https://github.com/bbolli/tumblr-utils/blob/master/tumblr_backup_for_beginners.md

If the guide and YouTube tutorial are a little too confusing, I’ll have my baby step instructions in the read more.Don’t rely solely on my stupid instructions, they’re meant for a confused person who has attempted to understand the other guides but is now somewhat familiar with the concept of what we’re trying to do.

I know, Python, scripts, yikes.She breaks it down easily, plus there's a YouTube video to help you (honestly i feel like the youtube video made it harder for me lmao) But very simply Step 1: Download Python v2 (the link will take you to the correct version) and install. Make sure to install the 64 bit version if you have a 64 bit computer Step 2: Download her script Step 3: It's in a zip file, so extract that baby. The zip file downloaded to my Downloads folder, I just extracted it to my Downloads folder as well (If you don't know how to extract, it takes 2 seconds, download WinRAR, WinRar opens the file, you press a button saying where you want to save the "guts" of the file. Just save it back to the Downloads folder, don't make it complicated, you can move everything later) Step 4: open up that folder you just finished extracting, click on the little file directory thingie near the top of the window (you know, the shit that says where the folder is. For example, the full directory of my folder was....  C:\Users\Christy\Downloads\bbolli-tumblr-utils-55b8301 Copy that directory Now you're going to run your command prompt so you can get this party started To bring up the command prompt on windows 10, click the little search icon thingie on the left corner of your taskbar type command prompt it'll pop up for you When you pull up your command prompt, it'll say something like  C:\Users\Christy> type cd just "cd" press space, and paste that file directory you copied a minute ago (everything together on screen looked like “C:\Users\Christy>cd C:/Users/Christy/Downloads/bbolli-tumblr-utils-55b8301″ press enter if something's wrong and you made a mistake somewhere, it will tell you, saying "file unknown" or "directory unknown" or something if successful it.... it doesn't really say anything, it just enters that long directory you just told it to access if successful, there's gonna be a little blinky blinky cursor kun waiting for you to input something so it can run the script and start backing up your blog type tumblr_backup.py (then press space) yourblognamehere so for example, to back up my blog, i typed this in the little blinky blinky spot... tumblr_backup.py humanitys-shortest-sassmaster it doesn't have to be your own blog title. you want to save all the reblogs and posts by pornbotmcgee45? just type "tumblr_backup.py  pornbotmcgee45" in there, hit enter, and it will start! it saves 50 posts at a time. the command prompt will tell you exactly what it's doing every second. you can go in the folder and watch all the posts and media being added. it sounds complicated, i promise it's not, with these 3 guides together you could have the archiving begin in like 8 minutes, probably less

[bentfire]

here’s screencaps for the entire first season of Trollhunters! caps may vary slightly per episode in size, but they’re all around 1684x947. all rar files are hosted on mediafire, just right-click save.

LINK TO MY MEDIAFIRE » TROLLHUNTERS FOLDER. click to access the caps, then choose which file(s) you wish to download or choose from the following:

→ Opening/Ending Credits.  88 caps. 14mb. Sample. → 1x01 - "Becoming, Part One". 1,198 caps. 181mb. Sample. → 1x02 - "Becoming, Part Two".  1,615 caps. 214mb. Sample. → 1x03 - "Wherefore Art Thou, Trollhunter".  878 caps. 133mb.  Sample. → 1x04 - "Gnome Your Enemy".  774 caps. 101mb.  Sample. → 1x05 - "Waka Chaka!".  743 caps. 85mb.  Sample. → 1x06 - "Win, Lose or Draal".  859 caps. 127mb.  Sample. → 1x07 - "To Catch a Changeling".  986 caps. 148mb.  Sample. → 1x08 - "Adventures in Trollsitting".  954 caps. 141mb.  Sample. → 1x09 - "Bittersweet Sixteen".  755 caps. 115mb.  Sample. → 1x10 - "Young Atlas".  922 caps. 132mb.  Sample. → 1x11 - "Recipe for Disaster".  889 caps. 120mb.  Sample. → 1x12 - "Claire and Present Danger".  910 caps. 104mb.  Sample. → 1x13 - "The Battle of Two Bridges".  1,017 caps. 137mb.  Sample. → 1x14 - "Return of the Trollhunter".  1,023 caps. 175mb.  Sample. → 1x15 - "Mudslinging".  860 caps. 125mb.  Sample. → 1x16 - "Roaming Fees May Apply".  784 caps. 110mb.  Sample. → 1x17 - "Blinky's Day Out".  804 caps. 137mb.  Sample. → 1x18 - "The Shattered King".  1,064 caps. 158mb.  Sample. → 1x19 - "Airheads".  1,047 caps. 154mb.  Sample. → 1x20 - "Where Is My Mind".  1,200 caps. 153mb.  Sample. → 1x21 - "Party Monster".  1,223 caps. 166mb.  Sample. → 1x22 - "It's About Time".  1,078 caps. 148mb.  Sample. → 1x23 - "Wingmen".  1,088 caps. 161mb.  Sample. → 1x24 - "Angor Management".  1,286 caps. 167mb.  Sample. → 1x25 - "A Night To Remember".  1,456 caps. 174mb.  Sample. → 1x26 - "Something Rotten This Way Comes".  1,695 caps. 319mb.  Sample.

credit isn’t necessary, but very much appreciated. i only share these to make edits/graphics easier on others. but please feel free to tag me (#bentfire, #caps by bentfire + #screencaps by bentfire) or @ me so i can see what you make with my caps!!

if you’re looking for screencaps of season two, please click here!

[queennicoleinboots]

Rebellious Refried Court of Royal Bears

Count King Joebear – a big Italian bear who is married to Countess Queen Xara. He loves ice cream, chips without salt, red meat, fish, cinnamon, berries, and honey. He is a nerd who likes to know things and is a conspiracy catbear. He does a lot of research on the dark web. In his past life, he was JoJo the Great Black Bear.

Count King Albear-

A Whole New Bear

His name is Count King

Allllbear

He's the twin of Joebear

Still as sexy as can be

He can show you the world

Shining, sexiness, seething

Tell me, count kings, now when did

You last let your butt decide?

He can open your cheeks

Take you wonder by wonder

Over, sideways and under

On a magic big bear ride

A whole new bear

A new beartastic point of view

No one to question the growls

Or the bear dances

Or say we're only eating

A whole new bear

A fucked-up bear I never knew

But when I'm being clawed

It's crystal clear

That now you're a whole new bear with me

Unbelievable paws

Super sexual FEELINGS

Dancing, fumbling, eating fish and berries

Through a series of being clawed

A whole new bear (don't you dare fuck with him)

A hundred thousand things to hear

He's like a shooting star

He's come so far

His jizz tastes like honey

A whole new bear (Every growl a surprise)

With count king rants to pursue

I'll listen anytime

There's always something going on

Let me share this whole new bear with you

A whole new bear (A whole new bear)

That's whom he'll be (That's whom he'll be)

A thrilling bear

A wondrous count

For you and me

King Bruce Ice – formerly known as Bruce Ice, Bruce Ace, Bruce the Ace of Brake-fixing, and Agent A-B A-B, a big Russian brown bear who has a strong voice with a hint of Southern accent and is married to Queen Megara Ice and has two dogs named Riley and Duke Ice. He loves to fix brakes, lead the Secret Society of Sexually-Frustrated Bears, and be a superbear. In his most recent past life, he was a cross between a spider and a bear. His name was Peter Bruce Parker. In 1776, he was Brutus the Bull.

Count Vanilla Manilla - a white cub with sharp vampire teeth, glasses covering his soft brown eyes, and a black cape who is only nine years old. He also carries a briefcase with manilla folders. He was formerly known as Mac, Jr., Colonel Mac, Count Colonel Mac, Count Vanilla, and Count Macula Jackson, Jr. on separate occasions. He was turned into a vampbear by Count Macrula, a dark vampire angel. He repeats himself nine times when he uses a short phrase that he likes. He is a great listener for a nine-year-old.

Squire Blinky - a white bear who serves his cousin, Count Vanilla Manilla and even has the same eyes as Count Vanilla Manilla. He communicates mostly through blinking. He wears a blue sash to signify his squire rank.

Prince Banana- (name change dubbed by Chrissy and Chris) formerly known as Bruce Balalalalalalalalalas, Bruce Bananas, and/or Bananas, is the owner of Wild Thighs Cafe by day and a shy quiet bear at night. He communicates mostly by blinking his brownish hazel eyes and shaking and/or nodding his head. He is a brown bear erudite who is constantly seeking knowledge and can speak fluent Bear, Goat, American English, British English, French, German, Irish, Scottish, Russian, and Mandarin Chinese. He gets annoyed easily with stupidity and is generally against bureaucracies, which is why he doesn’t speak much at the Secret Society of Sexually-Frustrated Bear meetings. He is married to Princess Abigail Ice and is the son of Queen Gloria. He also is a black belt in Muy Thai fighting.

Queen Gloria - a brownish gray bear with brownish hazel eyes; speaks mostly French but can speak American English, Bear, Goat, Italian, German, British English, Irish, Scottish, and Mandarin Chinese; wife of King Skipper; mother of Francesca Asiago Cheese, Prince Banana, and Victoria Filetmignon; grandmother of Princess Seras Piealamode, Prince Derek Filetmignon, Johnnio Ice, and Kavana Ice; is the most serious and beautiful of the bears and definitely lets everyone know she is the matriarch of the family; designer of spaceship furniture and household goods; is a black belt in Muy Thai fighting; cares a lot about her appearance and looks much younger than she is; is very talkative and intelligent

King Skipper - a light orange bear with periwinkle eyes; husband of Queen Gloria; father of Queen Francesca Asiago Cheese, Prince Banana, and Queen Victoria Filetmignon; grandfather of Princess Seras Piealamode, Prince Derek Filetmignon, Johnnio Ice, and Kavana Ice; has a great sense of humor and is very talkative; is easy-going but is nothing to mess with; is a black belt of Muy Thai Fighting; speaks fluent Bear, Goat, French, American English, British English, Irish, Scottish, German, and Mandarin Chinese; inventor of weapons of mass destruction

Queen Francesca Asiago Cheese - a black bear with onyx eyes, has a similar voice to her brother, Prince Banana except that it is slightly lower, is also the sister of Queen Victoria Filetmignon, daughter of King Skipper and Queen Gloria, mother of Princess Seras Piealamode, is the Vice President of the United Emirates of Chinta and wife of Chuckee Queso; is a black belt of Muy Thai Fighting

Queen Victoria Filetmignon - a light orange bear with periwinkle eyes who looks like the female version of King Skipper, her father. She is the daughter of Queen Gloria, sister of Prince Banana and Queen Francesca Asiago Cheese, and mother of Prince Derek Filetmignon, works as the cashier at Chipotle Mexican Grill and Secretary of State of the United Emirates of Chinta on the Green Planet, has a heavy French accent, is a black belt in Muy Thai fighting

Princess Seras Piealamode - married to Prince Alexander Piealamode, is a black bear with green eyes, daughter of Queen Francesca Asiago Cheese and granddaughter of Queen Gloria and King Skipper, wears a black cape with scarlet lining, is 23 years old

Prince Alexander Piealamode - married to Princess Seras Piealamode, a white bear with blue eyes who is the father of Princess Seras Piealamode's young white cub, is very kind and good-natured, will stand up for what's right, wears a royal red cape, is 24 years old

Prince Derek Filetmignon - grandson of Queen Gloria and King Skipper, son of Victoria Filetmignon, is a young and shy golden bear who speaks rarely

Queen Megara Marie Ice – formerly known as Megara Ace, a red Russian-Irish bear who is married to King Bruce Ice and has four female cubs with him. She is a loud strong woman who always talks about putting things to good use. She has a strong Southern accent and tries to dominate her husband in the Secret Society of Sexually-Frustrated Bears. She is secretly jealous of her husband’s ability to lead, and that causes issues in their marriage. She was originally born in Chicago, IL and played for the Little League Chicago Cubs when she was a cub.

Princess Abigail Ice – formerly known as Abigail Ace, an auburn Russian-Irish female bear who is the daughter of King Bruce and Queen Megara Ice and wife of Prince Banana. She is a strong 20-year-old female cub who follows in her parents’ footsteps in wanting to lead. She asks her father to lead meetings with over 75 bears. She attends the Online University of Female Bears. She looks up to her father and has a picture of him at the front of the meeting hall of The Athenia Chapter of the Youth League of Extraordinary Young Bears.

Chancellor Martha Mae Bear – a gray senior bear who looks like a typical old female Berenstain bear. She counsels Princess Abigail Ice and is the chancellor of the Athenia Chapter of Youth League of Extraordinary Young Bears. She enjoys the spirit of young bears wanting to improve the world. She is also a conspiracy bear.

Pastor Penn - a golden bear with serious blue eyes who is a Christian newscaster, is the husband of Alexia and co-creator of the movement of Off Grid Desert Farming with Penn and Alexia, is constantly seeking the Truth and telling it to anyone who will listen, is humble and modest, does not require being called 'Pastor,' has a surprisingly wild sense of humor

[bunnydevs]

[intersectingparadigms]

extremely specific memories from my childhood

watching the land before time in my aunt's boyfriend's bedroom on a VCR that was so old the reverse mechanism had sound and it freaked us out

sitting on my aunt's living room floor and watching the grinch in our pyjamas

setting off driveway fireworks (burning schoolhouse) and skipping around the sparks

cloudy days that felt all too electric

standing outside our car in the mall parking lot and stretching our legs from the long trip before the bypass was finished

walking into sears and that smell of perfumes and clothes and feeling excited to try on new clothes

feathery scarves that the lunch recess playground supervisor used to knit/crochet for kids who did without scarves due to poverty. i still have mine 🥰

sitting at my old windows NT 4.0 computer and having the keyboard sit on top of my desk drawer pretending it had its own caddy

my mother blasting the black eyed peas as she pulled up to our house because she liked the "new style of music" they made and got us both the CD for christmas

my dad coming home from walmart with three karaoke cd's and a karaoke machine because he wanted to make me happy as i loved to sing, and when it didn't have the a/v cables he showed me how to use it to record onto a cd or tape anyways

getting our first digital camera and a carrying case, new memory card, and more (still have it)

finding and saving blinkies to a big file folder on my family computer's windows ME desktop to turn into html cursors to give out on my neopage

my brother and i competing to dance to the theme to popular mechanics for kids

my dad using that same computer for SETI and sitting up at night with his leg bouncing as we listened for aliens

my mum teaching me how to back a car into our driveway at age 3 while standing on her lap and i actually did it without her hands on the wheel (just her on the pedals)

being able to stay up and watch the simpsons and COPS on the couch and sometimes falling asleep there because COPS was back-to-back

putting the TV on after breakfast to watch YTV on channel 25

my baby brother locking us out after going to get groceries, so i had to crawl through the window

purple and orange painted pet shop, getting my first goldfish, its bag slid across the soapy checkout counter and the bagger guy caught it in time and saved him

laying on the tarmac of the tiny water play park and watching the sky as water rolled under us

when we got a new slide and i saved a girl from a beehive under it that was about to give her an allergic reaction

the 70s yellow flower blanket that was given to us to get us better because it always helped heal anyone using it

running a stick across the fence and breaking off dead vines with my fingers to use as magic wands

flipping through floppy discs to try in one of the computers and checking to see what was compatible for everyone else

the lunch bell sound and the announcement of a hot lunch day, to be collected in the gym

my brother watching bob the builder and me trying to get him ready for school

taking my first shower and being so proud of myself for getting all the tangles out on my own

shovelling snow with my little mini shovel as my mum hung up xmas decorations outside

my backyard pool with the palm tree that showered water on me and the slide with the plastic streamer curtain on it

visiting my cousins and sitting on their front steps eating popsicles

celebrating my 3rd birthday in a motel room, waking up to it and being very surprised but delighted to see the birthday banner out

sleeping through thanksgiving due to being very sick and waking up at 10pm to eat alphagetti and go back to sleep

sitting on the bathroom counter to get my hair towelled off

my great aunt and uncle's townhouse with the windowed basement, so fancy and clean, full of love and life and good food like homemade oven-baked three cheese tortellini

the PNE roller coaster where i nearly fell out because our cart's seatbelt bar wasn't right so my mum held onto me the entire time

riding my bike down the grade hill between my house and the next, balancing and watching my dad work on the lincoln continental he was servicing and totally fully restoring

painting my nails glittery colours and my brother asking to have his done at the kitchen table

my brother's parties always being halloween-themed due to proximity and having to giggle when the lady at the register asked why we were buying so many black streamers

a rickety compact ladybug coaster, walking along on a cloudy day, eating cotton candy and searching out rides to try next

walking my dog in the rain as we all were under a huge umbrella, taking about ladybugs and puddles and noah's ark

opening presents early at my grandma's house as she sat and watched and approved of it all

coming in from the rain all frizzy-haired and happy to a hot bowl of lipton chicken noodle soup and a change of clothes

being so little in the bouncy door hanger chair and watching my mother clean up the house for lunch

laying on the floor in front of the tv with a pillow and blankie

riding a pony around just because my dad saw a sign about pony rides and taking a picture with the stablehand because they knew each other

watching the ferry pass tiny islands and wondering if people lived there

shopping for groceries at zeller's and looking at hair dryers with my mum and getting my first hair straightener

getting to ride the train at the zoo and see all of the monkeys and giraffes up close

my dad's ford galaxie 500 being towed for a blown-up engine and him using a key to take the nameplate off of it to put on his keyring forever

my cousin using his clear plastic phone to talk to my mum to let me stay over for the night as he watched home movies on a betamax player

the same cousin duct taping old shoes to a skateboard without wheels and bouncing on the trampoline with it

walking into walmart and over the black rubbery grates and seeing the photo centre to my left and asking if we could get our pictures taken

magazines my grandmother got me at the drug store that showcased styles i wanted so, so badly

the first free downloads from paysites for the sims 2 and feeling the thrill of sticking it to the man

riding in my uncle's new big truck and feeling the roar of it under my feet

getting a lava lamp and setting it up and watching the lava bubbles melt and release for the first time ever

getting our XBOX and playing halo day and night on the huge wooden floor model basement TV

laying in bed watching family channel (ch 51!) on a TV my mother salvaged from her job, volume on 2 or 3, so as to do it in secret

the swirls of thick, grey cigarette smoke in the garage when you walked in and turned the light on, smelling of sweet virginia tobacco and gasoline

watching my dad put up and turn on the outdoor christmas lights from my bed and thinking how magical it was that we got snow this year!

the golden sunsets and playing with the hose in our front yard as my dad played AC/DC on his truck radio

bouncy balls full of glitter and the rubbery taste of them when you tried to bite into them to see if they'd break

playing vinyl records on the big console my mother had, and dancing to fleetwood mac for what seemed like hours

discovery kids having the best tv shows known to man

getting to meet new people at pow-wows my friend and i went to, dancing and singing and getting my hair braided while eating good food

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Recreational Refried Court of Royal Bears

King Joebear Anthony Campinelli – a big Italian black bear who is married to Queen Xara and has two cats named Princess Kissy and Princess Oreo. He loves ice cream, chips without salt, red meat, fish, cinnamon, berries, and honey. He is a nerd who likes to know things and is a conspiracy bear. He does a lot of research on the dark web. In his past life, he was JoJo the Great Black Bear.

King Albear Anthony Campinelli-

A Whole New Beeeeeaaaarrrr

His name is Albear Anthonnnyyyy

Campinelli

He's the twin of Joebear

Still as sexy as can be

He can show you the world

Shining, sexiness, seething

Tell me, king bears, now when did

You last let your butt decide?

He can open your cheeks

Take you wonder by wonder

Over, sideways and under

On a magic big bear ride

A whole new bear

A new beartastic point of view

No one to question the growls

Or the bear dances

Or say we're only eating

A whole new bear

A fucked-up bear I never knew

But when I'm being mauled

It's crystal clear

That now you're a whole new bear with me

Unbelievable paws

Super sexual FEELINGS

Dancing, fumbling, eating fish and berries

Through a series of being mauled

A whole new bear (don't you dare fuck with him)

A hundred thousand things to hear

He's like a shooting star

He's come so far

His jizz tastes like honey

A whole new bear (Every growl a surprise)

With king bear rants to pursue

I'll listen anytime

There's always something going on

Let me share this whole new bear with you

A whole new bear (A whole new bear)

That's whom he'll be (That's whom he'll be)

A thrilling bear

A wondrous king

For you and me

King Bruce Ice – formerly known as Bruce Ice, Bruce Ace, Bruce the Ace of Brake-fixing, and Agent A-B A-B, a big Russian brown bear who has a strong voice with a hint of Southern accent and is married to Queen Megara Ice and has two dogs named Riley and Duke Ice. He loves to fix brakes, lead the Secret Society of Sexually-Frustrated Bears, and be a superbear. In his most recent past life, he was a cross between a spider and a bear. His name was Peter Bruce Parker. In 1776, he was Brutus the Bull.

Count Vanilla Manilla - a white cub with sharp vampire teeth, glasses covering his soft brown eyes, and a black cape who is only nine years old. He also carries a briefcase with manilla folders. He was formerly known as Mac, Jr., Colonel Mac, Count Colonel Mac, Count Vanilla, and Count Macula Jackson, Jr. on separate occasions. He was turned into a vampbear by Count Macrula, a dark vampire angel. He repeats himself nine times when he uses a short phrase that he likes. He is a great listener for a nine-year-old.

Squire Blinky - a white bear who serves his cousin, Count Vanilla Manilla and even has the same eyes as Count Vanilla Manilla. He communicates mostly through blinking. He wears a blue sash to signify his squire rank.

Prince Banana- (name change dubbed by Chrissy and Chris) formerly known as Bruce Balalalalalalalalalas, Bruce Bananas, and/or Bananas, is the owner of Wild Thighs Cafe by day and a shy quiet bear at night. He communicates mostly by blinking his brownish hazel eyes and shaking and/or nodding his head. He is a brown bear erudite who is constantly seeking knowledge and can speak fluent Bear, Goat, American English, British English, French, German, Irish, Scottish, Russian, and Mandarin Chinese. He gets annoyed easily with stupidity and is generally against bureaucracies, which is why he doesn’t speak much at the Secret Society of Sexually-Frustrated Bear meetings. He is married to Princess Abigail Ice and is the son of Queen Gloria. He also is a black belt in Muy Thai fighting.

Queen Gloria - a brownish gray bear with brownish hazel eyes; speaks mostly French but can speak American English, Bear, Goat, Italian, German, British English, Irish, Scottish, and Mandarin Chinese; wife of King Skipper; mother of Francesca Asiago Cheese, Prince Banana, and Victoria Filetmignon; grandmother of Princess Seras Piealamode, Prince Derek Filetmignon, Johnnio Ice, and Kavana Ice; is the most serious and beautiful of the bears and definitely lets everyone know she is the matriarch of the family; designer of spaceship furniture and household goods; is a black belt in Muy Thai fighting; cares a lot about her appearance and looks much younger than she is; is very talkative and intelligent

King Skipper - a light orange bear with periwinkle eyes; husband of Queen Gloria; father of Queen Francesca Asiago Cheese, Prince Banana, and Queen Victoria Filetmignon; grandfather of Princess Seras Piealamode, Prince Derek Filetmignon, Johnnio Ice, and Kavana Ice; has a great sense of humor and is very talkative; is easy-going but is nothing to mess with; is a black belt of Muy Thai Fighting; speaks fluent Bear, Goat, French, American English, British English, Irish, Scottish, German, and Mandarin Chinese; inventor of weapons of mass destruction

Queen Francesca Asiago Cheese - a black bear with onyx eyes, has a similar voice to her brother, Prince Banana except that it is slightly lower, is also the sister of Queen Victoria Filetmignon, daughter of King Skipper and Queen Gloria, mother of Princess Seras Piealamode, is the Vice President of the United Emirates of Chinta and wife of Chuckee Queso; is a black belt of Muy Thai Fighting

Queen Victoria Filetmignon - a light orange bear with periwinkle eyes who looks like the female version of King Skipper, her father. She is the daughter of Queen Gloria, sister of Prince Banana and Queen Francesca Asiago Cheese, and mother of Prince Derek Filetmignon, works as the cashier at Chipotle Mexican Grill and Secretary of State of the United Emirates of Chinta on the Green Planet, has a heavy French accent, is a black belt in Muy Thai fighting

Princess Seras Piealamode - married to Prince Alexander Piealamode, is a black bear with green eyes, daughter of Queen Francesca Asiago Cheese and granddaughter of Queen Gloria and King Skipper, wears a black cape with scarlet lining, is 23 years old

Prince Alexander Piealamode - married to Princess Seras Piealamode, a white bear with blue eyes who is the father of Princess Seras Piealamode's young white cub, is very kind and good-natured, will stand up for what's right, wears a royal red cape, is 24 years old

Prince Derek Filetmignon - grandson of Queen Gloria and King Skipper, son of Victoria Filetmignon, is a young and shy golden bear who speaks rarely

Queen Megara Marie Ice – formerly known as Megara Ace, a red Russian-Irish bear who is married to King Bruce Ice and has four female cubs with him. She is a loud strong woman who always talks about putting things to good use. She has a strong Southern accent and tries to dominate her husband in the Secret Society of Sexually-Frustrated Bears. She is secretly jealous of her husband’s ability to lead, and that causes issues in their marriage. She was originally born in Chicago, IL and played for the Little League Chicago Cubs when she was a cub.

Princess Abigail Ice – formerly known as Abigail Ace, an auburn Russian-Irish female bear who is the daughter of King Bruce and Queen Megara Ice and wife of Prince Banana. She is a strong 19-year-old female cub who follows in her parents’ footsteps in wanting to lead. She asks her father to lead meetings with over 75 bears. She attends the Online University of Female Bears. She looks up to her father and has a picture of him at the front of the meeting hall of The Athenia Chapter of the Youth League of Extraordinary Young Bears.

Chancellor Martha Mae Bear – a gray senior bear who looks like a typical old female Berenstain bear. She counsels Princess Abigail Ice and is the chancellor of the Athenia Chapter of Youth League of Extraordinary Young Bears. She enjoys the spirit of young bears wanting to improve the world. She is also a conspiracy bear.

Pastor Penn - a golden bear with serious blue eyes who is a Christian newscaster, is the husband of Alexia and co-creator of the movement of Off Grid Desert Farming with Penn and Alexia, is constantly seeking the Truth and telling it to anyone who will listen, is humble and modest, does not require being called 'Pastor,' has a surprisingly wild sense of humor