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Still alive, just tired

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I'm alive btw

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ok I guess I've been better but I'm having a terrible week rn

you?

Work sucks and so does general life but other than that I'm fine. Hope things get better for you, tho

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hi it's been ages since we've talked lol

It's been ages since I've posted at all but yea, hru?

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Everyone clap for non consensual body modification everybody loves a character whose body has been altered against their will

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So my mother has recently acquired a kitten.

His name is Charlie.

Charlie doesn't care for cardboard boxes, he's completely indifferent to them. HOWEVER. The last time I was taking care of him, I had left an empty tote bag on the floor.

He proceeded treat the thing like it was made of catnip for the next 20 minutes.

I haven't been around kittens much in my life (allergies) so this got me wondering.

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I am

So tired

All the time

Is this what adulting is really like? Can I go back?

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Oh shit uh I never told y'all but I have a job now so

👍 (it's gonna take me a long time to get to the askblog asks)

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Dreams or Memories? (NEW Toppat Panprice AU)

Yall I made this AU this morning and thought it'd be cool if I randomly popped in with this.

Anygay hi

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This wasn't his car.

“Eight goddamn years I give to these fucks, all for them to throw it away just because I'm defending you!”

This wasn't his… friend? Lover? Henry couldn't be sure.

“I'm sorry… this all my fault. I should've checked the package, I shouldn't have lied…”

Those weren't his words, or his voice.

This wasn't his body, his life, anything. So why was this all so familiar to him? It felt like he was reliving a memory.

Someone else's memory.

“No, love, don't blame yourself. You're new, you fucked up a little, it happens… They'll be sorry they fired us anyway. Just you wait.”

He knew these people. If not from this timeline then another. He had to, right?

“Are you sure it's okay…? I basically handed him his escape on a silver platter…”

Wait.

“It is okay, I promise. I wouldn't have let you in if it wasn't…”

Is this…

Henry's eyes snapped open as he heard gunshots, only to realize he'd left the TV on. He was lying comfortably on his chair. He must've dozed off while watching it, he realized.

He picked up his remote as he flipped through the channels, settling on an announcement from the Mayor at the museum.

What a weird dream… wait. What was I dreaming about?

He let his own thoughts wash away as soon as a giant blue diamond popped up on the screen. It was that time. He absolutely had to have that diamond.

Time to do what I do best!

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Dominoes (TTT)

I decided I might as well write the idea Sven had on @ask-total-toppat-takeover

Dw this was already going to be a plot point

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Henry was alone in his room that night. The night everything started going wrong.

He was preparing for bed when he'd heard a knock, and, thinking nothing of it, called for whoever it was to come inside.

“Chief?” he heard the voice ask. Kabbitz, he recognized. That was a bit odd to him, but maybe the big guy just had a question.

“Yes?” Henry asked, his back turned to the strongest Toppat.

“I have a message for you.”

Of course, someone wanted to say something but was too scared, so they send the strongest person they could find to do it! Henry deduced.

The explanation had made sense then.

He heard as the larger Toppat had drawn closer. He assumed it was to keep the message private.

He should've known better.

He realised that after feeling Kabbitz's hand on his shoulder, holding him in place. When time felt like it slowed down.

“Long live the real Toppat Leader.”

That was all he heard before he felt something stab right into his side, crumpling under Kabbitz like a piece of paper, before grabbing his arm, trying to shove him away. The leader quickly made a move for the pistol on his nightstand, just managing to grab it before Kabbitz forced his arm into the air, pointing the gun at the ceiling.

“Do you really think I'm that fucking weak? You're pathetic… Now I see why he doesn't think you're worthy…”

Who? Reginald? Did Reginald put him up to this?!

He pulled the trigger, firing his gun into the roof, earning a chuckle from the taller Toppat.

“You can't hit me at this angle, idiot,” Kabbitz taunted him, “Your tiny little gun can't do sh-”

He was cut off as Henry heard three rapid shots behind the taller from the door, before he slumped onto him, limp and lifeless, forcing Henry down onto the floor.

“Henry!” he heard the shooter's voice from the door, his saving grace, the voice he was happiest to hear right now; Carol. He groaned as she pulled the oversized body off him, before helping him to his feet.

“I-I heard the gunshots, I thought someone- Oh, my god! Did he stab you?!” she realised, reaching for the knife before Henry grabbed her hand.

“Don't touch it! Just… help me to the infirmary, will ya…?” he asked and she nodded, looking back at Kabbitz's body.

“What do we do about him…?”

“We'll let the janitors deal with the cleanup… and we're going to tighten up security again. This'll be the last time Reginald tries to pull his shit.”

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Hey everyone I did it again

Rifts Between A Family (OOC Post)

Welcome to yet another Henry Stickmin askblog.

There's a lot going on, but the basis is, you send in asks for various characters and I answer them as the character(s) you ask!

Even though I'm 18, any explicitly sexual asks will not be tolerated, but other asks are fine.

For more info on the AU, check out any Total Toppat Takeover stories on my main @eunchancorner or send me asks there or here!

I'd normally put a cheap plug for my other askblogs here but honestly there's too many at this point, you'll find a list of them on my main anyway.

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Lees: reblog if you’d like to be tickled

Lers: if a lee reblogs this and later is too flustered to admit they want tickles, you can send them their reblog as proof 😈

Simple as that!

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Space in THSC is implied to be warm

Do with that what you will

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Can't express how stress free being open minded is.

Some lesbians use he/him? Oh cool.

Some people have people inside their head and sometimes it's fictional chars? Sick your brains like a pirate ship they're all working to run.

Some people like being treated like a pet dog? Bark bark bro.

Being fat isn't unhealthy but a perfectly normal type of body to have? Kinda beautiful how different we can all be.

Something doesn't make any fucking sense? Cool an opportunity to learn. And even if I can't figure it out it's cool we still have mysteries today.

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The Hungry Vampire (LF!Vamp Reg)

This has just been sitting in my google docs for the longest time sorry y'all

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“R-Reg, plehease, you- you don’t want toho do this!” Right Hand Man insisted, forcing down giggles as he tried his best to back away. Reginald had managed to corner him on their bed, and RHM could tell from his expression alone that he was hungry. He knew he could fight back, but the thought of even hurting Reginald’s feelings was enough to make that idea completely forbidden to him. He also knew Reg needed to feed, but fuck if how he wanted to wasn’t the most flustering thing.

How Reginald wanted to feed, of course, involved tickling the absolute shit out of Right Hand Man.

“Righty, I don’t just want to, I need to,” the brunette insisted, “Everyone in this damn place is miserable and I can’t feed anywhere. Besides, you know I like your laughter the best, and this is the best way to get it~”

“But- but this is my neck you’re talking about! You know how bad it is!” the redhead argued, covering the side of his neck with one hand. “Everyone’s going to hear!”

“Oh, darling, you know I would never do anything to put your reputation in jeopardy…”

Oh thank god…

“Which is why I had this installed!” Reginald finished before pushing a button on the wall a few inches above RHM’s head. Faint whirring could be heard before a muffled thud from the walls around them.

“What was that..?”

“I had our room fitted with optional soundproofing!” he explained, “That way others can still hear if we need help, but we can make sure they don’t hear what we don’t want them too, including your wonderful laughter~”

“There’s no talking you out of this, is there…?”

“Unless you really don’t want me to do this. Is that the case, dear?” Reginald asked, backing off for a moment. “If you need me to, I’ll stop.”

RHM huffed a sigh as his face reddened even more. He knew he didn’t want Reginald to stop. He tried to tell himself it was because he wanted him to be well-fed, or because he didn’t want to hurt his feelings, but it was impossible to ignore the real reason.

It was because he cherished these moments with him. He loved playing like this. As much as it went against the carefully-built, tough, ruthless image of himself he’d built, he loved letting go of control and just laughing sometimes. Sure, he’d protest before, during and after, but it always left him feeling better, and closer with his beloved husband.

“I… I don’t…” he finally admitted, refusing to make eye contact with Reginald, although he could see that smile return.

“And you promise this is because you want it, not because I do?” the brunette asked, his tone genuine.

“I promise… you lucky bastard…” the redhead mumbled just loud enough for his husband to hear.

“The luckiest…” Reginald drew his attention back with a short kiss. “Ready?”

Despite his nerves, RHM nodded, feeling his anticipatory smile return as Reginald’s face lowered to his neck, forcing down nervous giggles, already knowing what was coming.

“I’m going to warn you now, this is really going to tickle~” he heard Reginald say, the words against his neck already pulling nervous snickers from his throat.

“Ihi- I kn- NAAAAHAHAHAHA! REHEHEHEG!” He was cut off by his own laughter as his husband blew the first raspberry into his neck, clinging to his shirt and trying his hardest not to scrunch his shoulder, despite the electrifying sensations that had his brain screaming for some kind of cover.

“WAHAHAIT! WAITWAITWAITPLEHEHEASE!” he begged, knowing damn well if he had to wait again he would practically explode from anticipation. He just had to focus on something, anything other than the tickles, whether it be his legs kicking out behind Reg, the texture of Reginald’s coat or his own words, which came out as the first thing that entered his mind. “HEHEHEHELP!”

“Now, who’s going to help when I’m the only one who can even hear you?~” the brunette taunted between his ‘attacks’, RHM barely able to hear him over his own laughter.

“IHIT TIHIHIHIHICKLES! PLEHEHEHEASE!” the redhead cackled, unsure of what he was even asking for.

“Oh, I can tell it tickles, dear, your laugh is delicious!” he cooed, once again, between raspberries that kept his poor husband in hysterics. “It must be so awful for you… Oh, but your laugh is still so sweet~”

“SHUHUHUHUT!! IHI CAHAHAHAN’T!!” 

“Can’t what, dear? Can’t bear the teasing? Can’t think with all the tickles? Do tell, I love listening to you try to talk your way out of this~”

“BREHEHEHEAK!! PLEHEHEHEASE?!” he begged, and suddenly the raspberries stopped, though it took his nerves a few seconds to realize. He managed to look up at Reg, who was sitting up, his good eye filled with tears of mirth. 

It took him a while to get his laughter under control, and when he’d finally gotten it down to giggles at least, he spoke again.

“Chrihihist… whahat the fuhuhuck wahas thahahat…?” he asked the brunette, who shrugged.

“I was hungry,” he said simply, though the smile on his face gave away that it was just as fun for him.

“F-feheels like youhuhu wehere stahaharvihing…”

“Actually, I’m still a bit hungry, if you don’t mind?” Reginald requested, earning a rare giggly whine from his husband.

“Stihihill…?”

“I can’t help what it takes to fill me up, but I’ll be alright if you want to stop here.”

The redhead sighed a bit as his giggling finally stopped, trying to find a way to word what he was going to say.

“I… I mean, I only said ‘break’ for a reason…” he finally said, shrugging slightly. He couldn’t help the way his smile grew at the look Reginald gave him, a cross between relief and pure adoration.

“Oh, my darling Righty…” the brunette sighed as he leaned forward, giving RHM a quick kiss on the forehead. “You have no idea how grateful I am to be yours, sometimes…”

“Trust me, you give me enough of an idea already.”

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I've said this so many times before but I don't care it's my main joke

You're up against the corner AND I AM THE FUCKING CORNER

what if one day, for 24 hours, everyone on tumblr turned into whatever their url is

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you choose how a stick figure interacts with the surroundings