#get booped fam

[croquettish]

me booping all my mutuals today

[pixlokita]

Okay but consider the following… Greg and Vanessa are bored and start playing this game

But with Freddy’s head 😔

[miralparis]

ughughugh

[viviennevermillion]

when they know you like them

⟡ notes: first time writing for record of ragnarok yayy! guys if you haven't seen this show you should watch it, we have tournament arc, pretty men and sad backstories. comments are appreciated.

⟡ contains: character x gn!reader, how they act when they know you like them but you haven't told them, varying lengths because i am inherently biased

⟡ characters: buddha, beelzebub, hades, nikola

⟡ warnings: all of these are fluff except for beel's which is full of soul-crushing angst i am sorry

He's such a tease and you can't even be mad at him because unlike Loki or Hermes he's genuinely sweet about it. He overheard Brunhilde talking about how you like him and he decided to have some fun with it first before he confesses.

You meet him by the tree he likes to relax under before his fight and he's happy to see you. "Hi fam! What a pleasant surprise!", he exclaims and waves at you when he sees you walking towards him from a distance, "to what do I owe the honor?"

When you tell him you just wanted to wish him luck before his battle, he grins and pats your head repeatedly before resorting to poking your cheek. "That's sweet of you, bud", he sits down under the tree again and pats the patch of grass by his side, gesturing for you to join him; an offer which you gladly accept.

"I know you don't like being told what to do", you start and let out a sigh, "but don't you die on me out there..."

He lets out a hearty laugh.

"I'll accept it this once, because it's you", he chuckles and leans closer, whispering in your ear with a tone of voice that sounds like it's laced with honey, "if I didn't know any better, I'd say you're worried about dear old me..."

You stay silent in response to this, which just seems to amuse him more. "You know…best not to lose yourself in worry and fear, it does not do you any good", he warns with a challenging tone, cupping your cheek gently to inspect the emotion that's showing on your face, "getting too attached can often be our demise..."

"I'm good, thank you", you reply dryly, not giving in to his teasing. You reach into your bag to pull out some candy you brought along. "Offer for my favorite god", you state nonchalantly and hand it to him. "So I'm your favorite, huh?", he chuckles, booping your nose, "that's interesting."

He eats some of the candy and remarks that it's tasty before his attention shifts to you again. "I found meditation can help with worries like yours", he explains but can't hide the smile that's tucking at the corner of his lips, as he's fully aware how easily your focus shifts when he's around, "I can show you some techniques if you'd like."

So he spends the next 10 minutes instructing you on meditation and you're trying, but at this point you're suspecting that with the way he keeps whispering instructions into your ear and leans close to you or holds your hand, he's setting you up to fail. "I'm starting this on heightened difficulty", you mumble dryly and he chuckles again. He's clearly having a blast with this.

He's leaning so close to you that you can feel his breath on your lips and he's like "do you feel enlightened yet?"

You open your eyes to glare at him. "You're the bane of my existence."

He forms two peace signs with his hands and sends you an innocent smile. "That's when I'm at my cutest!"

Before he leaves for his fight he gently pulls you into his arms. "Don't worry too much, buddy, I'll be fine", he has his arms wrapped around your shoulders in a comforting embrace. You close your eyes and take a deep breath, relaxing into the warmth of his chest. "I'll see you after the fight, pinky promise", he smiles and gently squeezes you before making his way to the arena.

When you join him again after the battle he's finishing up that bag of candy you gave to him. "I heard you bailed from the infirmary", you let out a sigh and sit down next to him in the grass. "Are you here to drag me back?", he sends you a questioning gaze. You shake your head. "I know better than to try that."

He lets out a satisfied hum and you hug him. "I'm glad you're okay", you whisper and he looks at you with a fond expression, way softer than what you're used to from him. "I told you not to worry too much", he keeps an arm wrapped around you and leans closer to you again until your lips are almost touching, "I think you need more meditation." He grins and plops a candy into his mouth.

You look at him through half-lidded eyes and sigh. "You know what- fuck this shit, next time I'll just bring pocky."

He lets out a laugh and presses a sweet kiss to your cheek. "That's one way to do it."

One word: Panic

He meets you after his round because you're one of the people who tend to his wounds. You're so sweet to him; you have no idea, not the faintest clue about the curse he is afflicted by.

He's darkness incarnate, at least in his mind; only ever leaving his secluded quarters these days to fight; like in the tournament. To fight, never to protect. His hands weren't made for protection; his heart wasn't made to be loved. But who can really help the things they long for in this life?

Meanwhile, you're like a ray of the sun that mistakenly fell into the depths of hell from which he crawled. He had been shunned; detested for what he was, yet you didn't seem to notice. He thought it was stupid. Or perhaps these were his defenses talking.

Or maybe you knew exactly who he was and simply chose to pay it no mind. Also stupid.

He acted cold around you in the infirmary. Brushed you off with quick responses. Yet you always smiled at him with this carefree, kind expression on your face. Just the way his friends had done once upon a time. Images flashed his mind of their dead bodies and the horror of what he had done. He didn't mean to, he knew he was cursed, yet he hated himself; hated that he was host to the monster that lived within him.

He left the infirmary early that day. Best not to spend too much time around people who were nice to him. It might just get them killed, he thought with bitterness clouding his mind.

But you weren't convinced when he had told you that he was fine upon leaving. So to make sure you didn't release him in bad condition, you sent him a letter, asking him how he was faring. To be honest, you didn't expect that he would actually respond, considering how closed off he was when he met you. But Beelzebub was a lonely man. Terribly lonely and suffering in silence without an ounce of company, just waiting for the day someone or something would be able to put an end to his existence. But that was a dream that felt far out of his reach. So he settled for the next best thing: easing the pain.

So for the next few weeks, the two of you changed letters and every time he opened up a little, you felt joyful and loved that you were getting to know him better.

When you ask him out one day, Beel's heart freezes. This was all too familiar... attachment. Something he couldn't allow himself to have. Something that would bring destruction upon the innocent.

He clutched the letter tightly in his hand, crumpling the paper in the process as he paced back and forth through his room, trying to calm his breathing; trying to make the thought of Lilith's dead body leave his mind. He couldn't allow anything to happen to you. He was a monster and you didn't deserve to become the next tragedy in his life. For weeks now since you had started exchanging letters he put extra locks on his doors at night; some of them with numbers only he knew; he'd freeze the keys and hide them throughout his room in the hopes that he would wake up before the monster could escape the confines it was in.

After receiving the letter where you had confessed that you had taken a liking to him and would like to go out with him; he woke up on the following morning with his room in shambles. Some of the furniture was torn apart, papers were scattered across the floor and the door showed signs of abuse and violence; large scratch marks and some broken locks.

He sent you a letter inquiring about your well-being this time. The wait for your response was spent in agony.

When he finally received a letter back; being informed that you weren't anywhere near his room that night, that you were safe and sound; relief washed over him.

But that was the last letter he ever sent. He deemed it too dangerous to keep you around. You deserved to live and to thrive. Nothing that should be cut short because of his selfish desire for companionship.

As the months went by, the letters got less and less. Until finally you stopped sending them. That was the first time he had cried since Lilith's death. The first time he had slumped down on the floor and sobbed helplessly. His room became silent again. He was alone once more with nothing but the shadow of what could have been.

The only one who is actually normal about the whole thing.

Hades is a gentleman and he doesn't have enough humor in his heart to tease you like some of his fellow gods would.

Once he has a hunch that you have feelings for him; he prepares to ask you out.

He's very classy with it. He buys you a bouquet of roses and brings them to you, greeting you with a soft smile that few actually get to see on his face. He appears confident and casual; the only sign of nervousness being that he keeps fidgeting with the collar of his shirt without noticing.

Of course you immediately notice the bouquet. But you don't bring it up until he does. "Hades! Good to see you", you greet him and give him a smile. He smiles back at you. "Y/n, I- was wondering if you'd like to have dinner sometime?", he stumbles over his words one time but overall delivers the question very professionally.

You're a little caught off-guard. After all; Hades is not someone where you notice he has feelings for you unless he decides to let you know. "Oh...", you take a moment to process, "I'd love to!"

Hades is glad to hear that answer. Whatever was he worried about anyway?

He takes you to a nice restaurant on your date, both of you dressed up in fine clothes and Hades can't keep his eyes off you. His expression softens every time he looks at you and he finally realizes how much you make him weak in the knees.

Despite everything, he keeps his confident demeanor, offering to pay for your meal and making conversation with you during the date so the atmosphere never turns awkward.

It's mostly him complaining about his job really.

"And it's not even like they don't know that trying to feed the Cerberus is forbidden; it's very clearly stated in the 'Welcome to Helheim' leaflet and yet every month someone loses an arm to that thing-", he pauses in his rant to look up at you, "I'm sorry if you don't want to hear about my work."

You shake your head. "It's fine, I think it's quite interesting", you reach for his hand and hold it on the table, "hold on- there's a leaflet?"

Hades chuckles and pulls said leaflet out of his pocket, handing it to you. "Rule Nr. 2: 'You cannot actually climb out of Helheim. Seriously, stop trying'", you read aloud and raise your eyebrows, "I feel like there's a story behind that one." Hades gives you a painful expression. "I wish there wasn't."

Hades likes holding your hand on the dinner table and he always makes sure that you have a comfortable and fun evening

Despite his calm and serious demeanor, the man is absolutely whipped for you, so the more chaotic you are, the more likely it is that he'll end up joining you in shenanigans that are unlike anything he'd do if you weren't a part of his life.

Loki once catches him dancing in the rain with you, absolutely drenched from the water and Hades just sends him a death glare. "Not a word." Meanwhile Loki is just trying to keep his wheezing in.

If he feels like you're up for it, Hades asks if he can kiss you after the date. For a man so stoic and serious, his kiss is very gentle.

You never have to worry about Hades knowing how you feel about him because your feelings are in good hands with him.

Is probably having a whole crisis about this.

He doesn't even notice you like him, he just sees you as "y/n, who listens to me talk about science" and that's what he appreciates you for. He has such tunnel vision when it comes to his work that he doesn't even stop to consider how he feels about you until Raiden of all people brings it up.

He's like "Wow you're so lucky that someone like y/n has their eyes on you!" and Nikola stops in his tracks like excuse me what-

"Don't tell me you didn't notice... they're down bad for you?!"

The shared human contestants lobby was a mistake, Nikola thinks

Other people have to spell out all the obvious signs to him that show that you're romantically interested in him for Nikola to "subscribe to the hypothesis"

That's when the panic starts.

"Like, what do I even do, I've never been on a date before!"

Raiden raises an eyebrow: "Seriously? Never?"

Nikola corrects himself as he paces from one side of the room to the other. "Well technically I have been on ONE date before but it was a disaster because I accidentally caused the misconception that I'm trying to build a nuclear bomb, which i wasn't-"

Basically, Nikola has no fucking idea how to approach romance

He ends up sending his pigeon to deliver a letter to you, asking you out on a date, which he describes as "a fun day full of scientific experiments" and he's ecstatic when your answer is yes.

"Don't worry, this'll be fine, I even got them a gift", Nikola says, excited about your date.

The "gift" turned out to be a giant laser he built specifically for you. He was confident in it at first but ever since people kept telling him that usually flowers or chocolate are appropriate first date gifts, he's been nervous. To everyone's surprise, you end up absolutely loving it.

"Oh my god I've always wanted a giant laser!"

"See? That's what I said too", Nikola gives you a fist-bump.

Nevermind you're going to fit together just fine.

Your date mostly consists of him guiding you through various science experiments and rambling about the scientific principles behind them.

"I understood nothing of what it was you just said but I think it's endearing how passionate you are about this", you chuckle.

His last experiment is one where he turns the lights in the room off and uses several lenses and light sources to make beautiful lights in all colors dance across the walls and the ceiling of the room. You're in awe about the beautiful sight.

"You see, this happens because the light reflects off the-" he can't finish his sentence because he's caught off-guard by the kiss you press to his cheek. You then lean your head on his shoulder. "Let's just watch them for a while", you whisper and reach for his hand. He supposes he can continue explaining later and smiles at you softly.

[jetsteelyourheart]

tfw you had to teach all day and definitely won't get max boops :'(

Still, I love the 91 boops I have so thank you fam

[brooklynsspiderman]

Nahhh fam how many books do you OWN??? I am Spider-Woman!! I ain't got time for all these boops!!!

....

That being said send more of them.

Lmfao i was trying to get the black paw😭😭😭

[alleyskywalker]

Hey tumblr fam. If you’re still looking for a place to put your boops please send some my way 💕 I’d love to get both sides of my counter maxed (or reach the next hundred, you know) 🙏 Help a girl out? 😇🐱🐈🐈‍⬛😻

[cyclonestudios-alt]

LESSSSS GOOOOOOOOO

I GOT THE BADGE FAM AND BROKE MAX LIMIT AHAHHAHAHAHHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

GET BOOPED YOU LIL WEIRDO

[ablatheringblatherskite]

FAM IVE BEEN WAITING OVER AN HOUR FOR YOU TO SHOW UP

GET BOOPED IDIOT

love youuuu <3333

ILY2

[questforgalas]

The journey of my love for Crosshair

TCW Arc: Intrigue. Laugh at the sass. Continue to laugh at the sass. "Oh heck of a shot" "Oh shit what a shot" Oh, OH he's protective of his fam. Oh he's WICKED protective of his fam. "Holy fuck these shots are incredible" *after the Echo shoulder tap* welp he's officially the fave. "HOW DID HE PULL THAT OFF?" Direct imitation of Wrecker's disbelief face. "100/10 would throw a soft blanket over and tuck him in at night. "Wow I hope we get more of him in the series, I feel like he has a lot of cool and fun potential"

TBB S1: Realizing the writers and I have different definitions of "cool" and "fun". Constant need to wrap him in a blanket mixed with groaning into my hands after Onderon mixed with needing to slap him out of it mixed with constant dread he won't fight the chip mixed with constant hope he is fighting the chip mixed with constantly despising him in all black mixed with constant groaning at every freaking thing he said during the finales because I knew and saw what he was trying to do but GAWD why is he so bad at communicating it mixed with needing to drag him on the Marauder mixed with needing to let him do his own thing and grow even if it's emotional torture for me

TBB S2: Constantly needing to learn how I can jump into a television cartoon and protect him with all that I have

If nose not for boops, why so scrunchy???

[routeriver]

HALP I'M GETTING THE SHIT BEAD OUT OF ME BY A RATTTTT

GET BOOPED FAM

[whatudottu]

Because I've been steamrolled by another character to hyperfixate on completely out of the blue, I feel the need to talk about TFA Soundwave and his siphonophoric ass- yes, I said siphonophore, now read under the cut to find out more-!

Aside from me now suddenly getting attached to another minor character (not as fucked over as Skyke but an extra episode is STILL just 2 total episodes), I caught the curiosity bug and looked a little deeper into this bastard, and here I am sharing it.

As a refresh, Soundwave in TFA was a 'gift' for Sari with the actual motivation to be used as Megatron's new body; the method to do so being the Key and the Allspark energy it uses. Now, in terms of all the Earth sparked cybertronians (not to be confused with Earthspark), you can probably pit the two types of mecha into 'Key-born' and 'shard-born'. You get the Dinobots as the first Earth cybertronians firmly in the 'key-born' category and the Constructicons (+plus unrelated Wreck-Gar) in 'shard-born', and considering the methodology used to make Soundwave- well- SOUNDWAVE was the Key, you'd also think that he'd also be as such fitting in with 'robots Sari tampered with and Megan profited off of'.

Well- to say that Soundwave's transformation from simple Earth music bot to fully forged and sparked cybertronian was actually complete would be - perhaps - a lie.

Megatron had originally wanted Soundwave to at the very least stick around Sari long enough to fully upgrade into his new body, his cybertronian body fueled on by the Key and it's Allspark energy, and to probably remain under his command just long enough for a transfer of some sort. It is Soundwave's act of defiance, a shock to even Megan, that cut the ties between the full frame upgrade and the actual upgrading of his processor.

It was Soundwave's rebellion against the (presently) organic Sari that prevented him from being 'Key-born'.

That's not to say he isn't sapient, more that it is to say he's significantly more different in comparison to other Earth-born cybertronians.

Soundwave becomes the Soundwave Megatron designed him to be only after making the upgrade himself, with a lot of smaller Detroit robots serving as the materials to build up his frame, himself the personification of the Earth robot revolution. And when he is summarily defeated by Bulkhead (and later by Optimus in 'Human Error') all the parts that were his body shattered into the scrap parts of possessed robots passed their usefulness. All that remained of Soundwave was a little section of his original make that just so happened to be where the Key would be used.

Soundwave became a little cassette.

Bestie I swear to god-

Seeing as how his minicons Laserbeak and Ratbat don't transform into cassettes themselves (bass and keytar respectively), plus are probably part of the 'shard-born' half of Earth cybertronians, I think that it'd be a fucking hilarious reversal if the Cassetticon for the Soundwave fam was SOUNDWAVE HIMSELF! Like, if it ends up that Laserbeak and Ratbat have more cybertronian of a spark than this bitch then his siphonophoric ass has got to find that fucking shard-

And yes, back to siphonophores.

So, I love me some siphonophores, love the bitches that group together to form one being, love me that so much. I think if Soundwave were a siphonophore cybertronian frametype, it would certainly fit with the whole hypocrisy of his mentality, of unleashing a 'robot revolution' by uh... mind controlling robots to be free from their servitude by organic hands.

His spark's in the right place (buried deep within minibots or toy Soundwaves) but perhaps being like a day's worth of being vaguely sapient might kinda skew that revolution to be 'i want you to be free the way I define free' and boop I've made another mind controller a siphonophore eep-! (would be a great time to put in a link, were it not a link to a collab with a friend's deactivated blog and also not even transformers related 😔)

Considering the title of siphonophores in a more general sense are 'colonial species', a Soundwave built up as a colony of robots (so far only Detroit tech robots) and presents himself as this signal for a revolution, I think it's awfully fitting that the mentality of 'be free MY way' could be boiled down to 'be my body'. Because as a cassette - or perhaps more a cassette RECORDER or tape deck - Soundwave literally cannot move and has to rely on his music in order to get anything done, to get others to do the things he needs them to do FOR HIM. To escape from the Autobots a second time he needs Laserbeak - one of the instruments TO HIS VERY MIND CONTROLLING MUSIC - to snatch him out of there to rebuild another day, to gather enough stray robots to become a colonial system of machines in order to function as 'cybertronian'.

I just... think I really like siphonophores, man. I think they're real neat little cities, yeah? And I think Soundwave's network of robotics is just being head by someone who's like... idk give or take a few Earth months/years between Sari's season 1 birthday and Earth's season 3 Christmas old, significantly less than even the youngest of young bots (though Dirtboss and the Luna-born clones are like... the youngest newsparks) and most certainly an age that even humans would find young.

Idk, maybe Soundwave using all this Earth tech is not getting the parts that he actually needs to be actually officially a cybertronian, even if perhaps he remains a siphonophore type frame. Perhaps, with a special delivery from Megan himself all the way from Kaon, a colony of cybertronian made minicons could help connect the missing piece.

Eh, I'm just rambling at this point.

Anyway; *rotates TFA Soundwave in my head* *rotates TFA Soundwave in my head* *rotates TFA Soundw-

[nobodys-saviour]

i'll be real i'm booping you with one hand and playing lds with the other, very efficient multitasking

Stop Grinding?😂 The Grind Never Stops💯 No Breaks😈 We Stay Dream Chasing💪I don't get a break ✊ I'll be out here grinding 😈 Imma be chasing dreams while you're lounging 💯 the only thing i'm chasing🏃🏽😈is my dreams💭✊🏽keep grinding 💯RIP grandma👵🏼Romans 8:1🙏🏼busy?😂 you don't know🤔 what busy is 🏃🏽fam👐🏻 i won't🙅🏻ever stop my grind💯nothing gets handed to me 🙄🙅🏻‍♂️ I work for everything I got ‼️but we ain't done yet 💯😈👀 Nap?😂 I don't know that word😴 while you taking Z's 💤 I'm making W's🙌🏆U snooze you lose😤🤘can kill my ambition💯😈🙏🏻 i will never stop grinding🙏🏻even when im dead sleep is for the weak😴💯 U mean my TEAM⁉️ONE eats, we ALL eat🍽We out here grindin' together💪😤 THAT'S family💯😈

[sidekickjoey]

Congrats on 3k! I realise I've somehow gone all this time and not followed you 🤣 Anyway I'd love a steddie ficlet 🍦 "Going somewhere, Munson?" Can't wait to see what you do with that and again congrats!!!

All good fam!! Thank you so much, I hope you enjoy this little bit of domestic fluff <3

🍦 – Send me a short prompt, get a Steddie ficlet 

"Going somewhere, Munson?"

If you would've asked Eddie Munson where he would be over ten years after the Upside Down invaded his life, stole someone he cared about, painted him a murderer, and ripped a massive crack through his home, he probably would've laughed in your face before giving you a single guess. He never would have remotely suspected a life for himself after something as terrifying and Earth-shattering as that catastrophe of events. At least, not one that existed beyond the bars of a jail cell.

And yet, as he turns back to see Steve, his beloved husband (not in law, but in heart), staring over at him through hazy eyes in the dim sunlight of morning, comforter draped across his lap, Eddie cannot picture his timeline being anything other than it is now. His heart swells with love for his man, his little miracle of a find in the Upside Down chaos, and he smiles. By god, he smiles.

"Nosiness will get you nowhere, dear," he sing-songs, tipping his head to the side. "What if I was getting up to grab you a surprise? Would've ruined the whole thing, right there."

Steve lets out a small hum before collapsing back into his pillow, letting his hair flop in his face in one dramatic swoosh.

"Mmm, now that I know it's not a surprise, I'm not interested."

"Rude," Eddie fires back. They exchange giggles.

"If you must know where I'm going, we happen to have a very sleepy four year old that needs to wake up and let me braid her hair before school, lest she turn screamo on us."

"Can't she skip? I miss you."

Rolling his eyes, Eddie clears the space between he and Steve and bends down to place a quick kiss to his lips. Steve hums into it, the devil. Eddie finds it intoxicating, and he darn well knows it.

"As much as I would love to lead our daughter down the road of delinquency, I'm pretty sure the adoption agency frowns at sticking it to the man so soon, Stevie."

Steve sighs and lets out a long groan. "Fineee, fine. Wake up the munchkin. Leave me here to rot alone in this cold, cold bed, all lonesome, neglected!"

Eddie ruffles Steve's hair and boops his nose, stopping his tantrum before it starts. "Keep talking like that and I'll really give you something to pout about, babe."

"You wouldn't."

"I would," he replies, crossing his heart. "I'll go to school with the munchkin. You won't see me the whole day. Maybe I'll take her to the park afterwards as well, just to rub it in."

"Traitor."

"You know very well that my allegiance goes to her highness, the munchkin, first and foremost." Eddie boops Steve again. "Can't let anyone trying to sabotage that sacred relationship get away with it."

"Rude."

"Using my comebacks against me? Perhaps I'll also take her to the ice cream sho-"

Before Eddie can finish, Steve has him by the shirt and pulled down for a kiss. It's passionate, it's a bit messy, and it's more than enough to make up for the stalling he's been causing for the past few minutes, and Eddie loves it. He allows himself to enjoy it for a few seconds, knowing far-too-well how much they have to cherish these stolen moments now that they have a third member of their party taking up their time. He leans in, cups Steve's cheek, and really takes in how much he is still in love with this handsome boy, as well as how lucky he is to call him his, with each little noise and reach for Eddie he makes. When Eddie finally breaks away, he's over the moon to catch similar loving thoughts fluttering through Steve's sleepy head, too.

"I'll bring her in to say goodbye before we head off," he says softly, hand running through Steve's locks. Steve looks up at him with a love-drunk smile, so utterly devoted in the way Eddie will never, ever feel worthy enough for, compelling him to smile back.

"Good. Love you."

Getting up and making his way back to the door, Eddie genuinely beams as he rests his hand on the frame and confidently delivers his own, "I love you, too," over to Steve.

And how could he not, when that very love gave him so much - a husband, a delightful little kid, and a reason to get up out of bed in the morning?

He continues beaming with a warm heart as he gets to their daughter's room, just barely peeking his head inside.

"Good morning, your highness."

~~~~~~

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[urutaguja]

How to Calm and Get Along with Your Seek: A guide for people that the Entities have known you for some reason/have liked you or even just adopted you cuz lmao human looks cool let's let it in our hotel fam

A Part Two of the First Guide "How To Calm Your Grumpy Seek"

Have you read our first guide before? If so, you probably know what to do during Grumpy Seek time, good on you! How about if I told you there are more ways to calm AND get along with your Seek??? That's right, that is indeed a possibility!

In this guide, I will write about more ways to calm and also advise you to get along with your Seek, harm's free!

A way to calm Seek using no tupperwares is to distract it doing something stimulating! You may have seen the paintings he has inhabited in such rooms before reaching, so this can only mean he likes to copy and morph into one. Present your Seek with something big, like a teddy bear, a chair (don't even think about it, I see u) and even an animal like a bird or a lizard. Let it study and take shape, it distracts his amgry mind into thinking "oh, shape this into that... Lemme just morph into this thing".

If your Seek hates talking, try to read to it with Figure! As much as you are to be careful, Figure actually enjoys Seek's company, have a reading session with them! And make sure to bring water and spare clothes, cuz Seek is an oozy, messy fellow to get snuggled of.

If you carry food, only do so if you like to spoil your Seek with rare treats. And yes, he can taste flavors. See which one is the best for him as he tells you.

Don't hug your Seek unless you desire a long session of being carried with hands, limbs and not let go for... Idk, hours.

If Seek is dripping in a slow manner... RUN.

Seek likes movement, introduce your Seek with exercise, especially running and jogging!

If you leave the tupperware open, gently jiggle the container with Seek in it, he enjoys the waved swaying movements and it actually lulls it into a beauty sleep.

If your Seek follows you, let it. As long as it doesn't feel like dreadful.

Do you sleep all of the time? Seek will greatly become your blanket to steal your warmth. A good sleep buddy.

If he's hungry, you'll know. He kind of smells like tar and rotten wood, feed him if there is nothing he can hunt.

Lonesome Seek? Let him be. It's his way of isolating himself in a destressful manner.

Always take your Seek to the library if you go. Trust me on this one. Just take him there with you or you will wish you had. He won't kill you but, depresso Seek is not even a sad sight, it's actually hurtful (you monster!)

If you ever boop a snoot, boop his chest! He may also take your hands to BOOP YOURS! HA! Uno reverse!

That's all I got for now, now go forth and stay alive!

Hope y'all like it! This one is a lil... Meh, since I didn't think much as I could lately, feelin tired and it's about to be 3 am.

Pls suggest and reblog if you think of an idea! I'll def see it that way!

[trrickytickle]

Switch!Pennyfitzgerald hcs?

ah-kay! i like this picture. this is a cute picture

ler- Has used her shape-shifting fairy ability to her advantage in muntiple occasions, On one of their dates that went well, turned into a stork, embraced Gumball in one wing and vigorously feathered his tum with the other. His laugh was ADORABLE to her. She started being all sappy and romantic while Darwin was watching- unfortunately, and he ratted out all his worst spots despite his plea. She can only shape-shift when it corresponds to her emotions, so on strong ler/romantic moods only, which is just SO cute to imagine Favorite spots to target are the belly, feet and anywhere that makes a funny noise. Even sometimes, the tail. Very very sassy ler, esp. with her boyfriend. Has visited the Wattersons multiple times so I'd say she likes to tickle Darwin and Anais too :> Also likes to tease a ton, but very casually. She is such a savage when it comes to that. Says stuff like "You're all red!" and verbalizes the action "boop", and snidely plays the role of someone who's kinda evil, likes to do evil laughs and play a part like a tickle monster. sPEAKING of that she can turn into a LITERAL monster imagine her power Has joined others in wrecking people before- taught Tobias a lesson with other Elmore classmates once Doesn't realize when she's making her lee embarrassed a lot. Teases without realizing, but right when she does, she makes this smug-ass grin and starts teasing some MORE. lee- Loses her sass, and in turn her marbles. Incredibly lee for Gumball and sometimes just wants to climb back in that peanut shell when she's teased. Also transforms in lee moods, either into something small like a mouse to run away or puffs up in embarrassment. Gets fidgety and sweaty when asking for tickles, can't ever look at her ler. Once asked for Gumball, who in turn flustered the fuck out of her by doing snide impressions and even doing tickly kisses!! Got ganged up on by her peanut fam a while ago, now not so much. Kinda, sorta tickle starved. Loves being a lee WAY too much, and is obsessed with tickle-kisses. This baby is touch starved. Worst spots are her wings and even her horns, as well as her tummy (death-spot) have you HEARD her canon laugh? It's just so adorable and squealy. switch- Penny would be insanely fun to switch with! She sould definetly transform in a tickle fight and react like she's going to die, even using her dragon-form somehow, almost always wins the fights. Always gets revenge after being tickled, but the times people do get the jump on her, she's on the floor, begging.