#indeeeed

[fourmula1]

“VERY HANDSOME.

That comment from a male paddock guest put a smile on both Daniel and my faces as the AlphaTauri driver arrived for day one of the Sao Paulo Grand Prix.”

[greyeyedmonster-18]

(if you're going to steal from me, make it a little less obvious)

[breannastewart]

BREANNA STEWART ny vs mystics (06/25/23)

[smieska]

Got tagged by @prosebushpatch after she's been playing with my heart with her writings :'))))

Comfort food: Homemade soups, poutine, homemade pierogies

Comfort movies: Nightmare Before Christmas, Howl's moving Castle, Kiki, any Disney renaissance film, WALL-E (series: Over the Garden Wall)

Comfort clothing: fuzzy pyjama pants or a breezy skirt/dress

Comfort books: so I wasn't an avid novel reader when I was a kid, I read comics most of the time, and honestly I've been going to specific fanfiction stories since the 2000s and... Yeah!!!! In all honesty, a handful of fanfictions from fandoms past and present I go to if I want to be masochistic and FEEL.

Comfort songs: usually songs with a story, soft waltzes or with a fun dancing beat. I listen to Celtic/fiddle music if I'm feeling homesick

Comfort games: Journey/SKY: Children of the light, The last guardian, ICO, Zelda Ocarina of time or Majora's mask

Who to tag! : @crucian-tador @habijob @batter-sempai @sereneworld , anybody who wants to!

[risingsouls]

           Nabs peeping that glorious Gogeta tiddy pic @fusiioneternal​ put in the chat 👀👀👀

[techphwit]

my oc BUT!!! in the gameboy color palette i need more ideas god please help me

[justiisms]

"I can hear you, you know." *bobbery smirks while laying on a towel on top of the grass, a smaller towel placed over his eyes!*

"Don't need to use the sauna if it's hot enough outside. Don't worry, I'll go back inside before I become a lobster, haha!"

"Gasp!! I can't believe someone would be rude enough to say: 'What is this actual nerd doing?' I wonder who that was..." Snickers Phanty, of course having been the one to mumble that when he saw Bobbery laying on the grass with a towel under him and over his eyes!!

"Ahhh...so that's what you're doing, huh. Heh heh, well I guess you're not wrong, but: that doesn't look nearly as relaxing, though.... but maybe I just have to try it myself, you think? You look pretty alright... And good! Wouldn't want you to become a Boberry lobster, hehehe! And be careful not to get blinded, even with that towel covering your eyes!!"

[threedorksnearabench]

"Simon...there's something I've been meaning to ask you." (Juniper, also shhh Apollo will get a cute sunflower girl fawning over him in due time but right now it's angst hour)

Simon carefully placed his bookmark back in his book, and silently tilted up his head. “Go ahead then. I won’t bite. Likely. What was the question?”

[applepidotcom]

attractive silver fox I just saw on campus hiiii

[sencity]

playboy bunny . . ☪︎︎

˚₊ ꒰ nightmare fuel 𝄁︎ playboy bunny consists of: sub!sanji, bi!sanji, male!y/n, bunny suit!sanji, post-timeskip!sanji, m!oral receiving, edging, grinding, mentions of excessive slobber, cum, and blood, slight degradation, smoking (herbal joint), old one shot, praise + implied riding.

˚₊ ꒰ word count 𝄁︎ 3205.

˚₊ ꒰ sen’s statements 𝄁︎ i’ll do everything for this twinkalink. anyways, masterlist anyone?

Exceptional times like this, Y/N gets a little too disinterested in the cook’s beaming smile, obsessive rambling, and sudden pirouetting to examine other locations that are equally as eye-catching and in need of his lecherous gazes.

Sanji’s slight forearm muscles with his gentle biceps he confined in his notorious suit were currently conspicuous due to the suggestive costume he was provoked to try on. The pointed breast cuffs of the scandalous attire embosomed his chest a little too tight. It was almost impossible to believe that the chef was able to maneuver in something he possibly couldn’t even breathe in.

The constriction was also proven with another impulsive glance; his bulge was utterly prominent in the midnight latex body suit, also testing to see how long Y/N could uphold a conversation with him until he finally took the bait and quickly retired to the bedroom. Y/N never in his life wanted to desperately switch locations with the simple black mesh pantyhose stockings that were embracing his supple thighs with infinite delicacy. It was an enticing but shocking experience for him, seeming as if he believed that Sanji wouldn’t be into the whole costume idea.

His accessories brought out the outfit as well — the fuzzy pure white cuffs that clasped onto his wrists, the cute little white ribbons tied into knots on both sides of his hips for decoration, the white collar enclosed around his pretty throat with a black bow tie to top it off, and of course white bunny ears representing the cherry to the cake that will be getting devoured tonight. To check to see if his theory was accurate, which was Sanji’s doing this out of his pure, guileless curiosity and thoughtfulness, Y/N gulped down his salacious ideas for a moment to give Sanji another one of his harmless orders, which was — “Come on, let’s catch up in the bedroom. The kitchen’s kinda cold, not really the best place to do it..”

He stops twirling instantly, surprisingly not dropping not one seed from the homemade smoothie bowl he crafted for Y/N. With the same, thrilled, oblivious cheese, he placed his leg back on the floor before finally handing Y/N the smoothie bowl which he promised himself to eat after so he wouldn’t appear ungrateful or wasteful. As anticipated, Sanji enclosed the space in between them to embrace Y/N’s torso with a satisfied hum after nuzzling his neck, practically applying most of his weight on him causing you to smile a bit and hug him tighter, kissing the top of his head causing his heart to melt into a pile of mush.

“Y/N, my handsome prince not only arrived to accompany me but to gift me some of his heavenly hugs and kisses! What a lovely night indeeeed! You shall have anything you want tonight, mon amour, and I’ll happily oblige!”

“Anything I want, yeah? Meaning anything I desire from you?”

And that’s how those artless events led to here: Sanji owning up to his “anything you want” promise by reposing in between the impish male’s legs, quaffing down the excessive slobber that inundated Y/N’s throbbing dick, also wondering how the hell did these events occur so fast.

Y/N was choosey about how he wanted in their sessions to turn out since his desires were on the line, meaning he was liable for the chef’s lecherous display he was performing for him personally — Sanji trying his toughest to abate his arousal by attrition, shifting and grinding into the covers below him, but alternatively pleasuring his somewhat stressed partner first as he promised. The partner in question, who was entangling his quizzical fingers in Sanji’s auric sheets of hair, bestowed him with sensual praise since he had been doing so well ever since he unbuckled his belt for him.

Since his mouth was stuffed and entertained as his hands occupied Y/N’s soft, thermal thighs. Sanji’s combination of essential herbs enveloped with the thin paper was reposing between Y/N’s lips safe and sound, adding to the venerated expression on his face. By all means, the revering tour de force was exceeding most of his expectations, but he had another idea on how he could adorn the scene. With a little tug at Sanji’s hair, he focused his attention on you and not the dick he withdrew from his mouth with an audible sigh. A string of a slobber and pre–cum mixture stretched from your tawny tip to Sanji’s soaked lips, making your dick twitch a little too hard at the vision.

“Come on Sanji, if you wanna be a bunny at least do it properly…” Your words were lucid yet beyond comprehension; you were stating that Sanji was doing something you disliked but he was unable to pinpoint what it was. The teary disturbance in his gaze was imploring for answers before he could verbally disclose what needed to be changed so he could have a wonderful experience. Y/N, in response, adjusted the headband of Sanji’s rabbit ears since they were lopsided due to their activity. As you took a deep inhale of the joint so the smoke could aid your lungs, dispersing as they inflated, Sanji was determined to keep your high intact. So by rewrapping his lissome fingers around your twitchy dick, your exhale audibly trembled due to your sensitivity, but that didn’t stop the dense gray smoke clouds that whizzed past your lips with ease.

You then took the joint from your lips to guide it over to Sanji’s inundated ones. Understanding the gesture immediately, his lips parted slightly allowing Y/N to place them in between his lips so he could enhance a distinct type of high. Disregarding the sticky substances cascading from the corners of his mouth and down to his jaw, Sanji took a moment to take a quick breather so he wouldn’t have any trouble with inhaling the mixture that not only promoted relaxation but also arousal. His lips latched onto the joint as soft squelches from the gradual strokes declared disclosure. After inhaling enough to reach the limited capacity, he exhaled cordiform clouds from his lips with a satisfied grin growing on his face.

When you removed the joint from his lips, you untangled your fingers from his hair to place your hand on the warmth of Sanji’s cheek. Your tender touch was taking a toll on his addled brain, especially after criticizing his imitations of another species. As you smeared your thumb across his slobbery lips, essentially smudging the fluids around them and cheeks, you then audaciously ordered — “Now arch your back as high as you can and shake your cute little cotton tail…”

Hesitation operated his actions for a hot second. It wasn’t out of the blue when Y/N asked him things along the lines of “arch some more” or simply placing his hand on his lower back to deepen the arch for him, but to add on a little humiliating butt shake was only the beginning of his timidness. Though he did vow to do anything for you to mitigate the stress you were experiencing, not to mention that your cinnamon-hued eyes were imbued with impatience and wonder, so it led him no choice but to so-called “oblige” and comply.

While resting the side of his face on your inner thigh for support, he positioned his knees so that he could hoist his behind up in the air as high as he could, deepening his arch as well as dimples that were prominent as faculae on the sun. The gyration of Y/N’s lucid, lascivious thoughts was immediately provoked when Sanji’s face rubefied once he gave his “cotton tail” a little shake. Even after trying to throw in an amused laugh to shake Sanji up even more, you were restively bucking your hips up a bit indicating that he needs to hurry and continue appropriately. While performing the order he was told, Sanji indeed proceeded to please you by lifting his head from your thigh to enclose his lips around your sensitive tip.

A performance you would rate a perfect 10/10 and would not recommend anyone else to watch but you. You were entranced by the way Sanji pampered your drooling tip with starved kisses as his precise hand movement grazed his dick to the point where those evocative squelches conquered the silence. Besotted with the glimmery effect of his soaked fingers that were caused by the slaver that emptied from the warmth of Sanji’s mouth, cascading down your dick ‘til it reached the beginning.

The depletion of Y/N’s self–possession not only harmed his vain, but also the ability for Sanji to break away his intentional gaze even if it was knowingly impossible for him to do so. Your fingers were captured in the annulets of your own hallowed honey curls after granting Sanji freedom when your hands were trapped in his own hair. You were also exhausting yourself with the constant, deep breaths you were taking as if the oxygen was thin. At this rate, Y/N was unable to decipher how much more of this he could take and seeing you in such a vulnerable position no matter how he was receiving pleasure is one way to drive a lovesick, obsessive man wild.

“Fuck, you’re so cute…giving me a hard time finding some composure…” Defeated breathless laughs in between your airy moans encouraged Sanji’s desire for sexual elation, even his little tail–shaking act wasn’t done at will anymore since he was trying to develop some sort of friction to subside the aching discomfort building up in his dick. Thoughtlessly, considering that Y/N has been derided from his approaching orgasm itself since it was taking entirely too long, he thrusts his hips up causing his dick to slide down Sanji’s throat causing his eyes to widen and audibly gag at the sudden length abusing his mouth. “Gonna reward you so good, yeah? My pretty fucking bunny, always do what he’s told.”

Sanji’s vision was soused with tears of zeal and vehemence as you proceeded to selfishly rupture his throat when you sensed your high approaching soon. Adding on that the scarce extols and approvals from you exacerbated Sanji’s desperation. With each gurgle and pitched gag you strained from the chef, a muffled whimper of discomfort titillated against your dick, also forging accidental moans due to the slight vibration. With the joint-holding hand, Y/N impulsively placed it on top of Sanji’s head before pushing his head down more, needing him to take all of you and leave no trace of cum once you’re done.

“Don’t be silly, bunnies can’t gag, let alone vomit, so take it..all,” Even your subtle wit wasn’t enough to rescue him from this pit of ephemeral exhilaration. Sanji’s eyes slammed shut as he grasped onto your thighs before tears began rolling down his flushed face since it was too much to bear. Quickly, he lifted his head for a gust of air followed by a short string of minor gasps before he perished from suffocation. After gaining a bit of composure, he went back down, disregarding the burning sensation in his throat and nostrils as he took his dick back down his throat where it belonged. Y/N tilted back his head, furrowing his brows as his suggestive breaths converted into stammered praises and slurred moans; a big indicator that he was seconds away from finally reaching his orgasm.

“E–Everything, all of it, mmm. Beautiful bunny…”

Your praises not only faltered more, but your tone reached a crescendo without trying as Sanji sucked clamorously, gently massaging your thigh for comfort and reassurance. Tears pricked your lashes as you shifted a bit more in the sheets below you, placing your hand over your mouth after concluding that they weren’t necessarily the only ones on this silent, seemingly vacant ship. Expectedly, Y/N permitted whines to fly from his mouth in order to catch them with his palm as his thighs began to tremble a bit. Then, his dick twitches violently in Sanji’s mouth, implying and warning that he was cumming but it was too late for Sanji to physically prepare since his orgasm took him by surprise. Once again, Sanji’s head jolted upwards due to accidental suffocation, but this time the nymph’s divine juices cascaded from Sanji’s mouth and back onto his tip, which was still sopping from cum that just would not stop dripping from the entrance.

With a couple of breaths, Y/N looked back at Sanji and he was in the midst of swallowing the excess cum that refused to drop from his sticky lips. You grinned lazily at Sanji, oddly flagitious at him and his half-lidded mocha brown eye. You then grabbed his jaw, puffing his cheeks out due to the mild grip you had on his face, but nothing that would cause severe harm. Enough to keep him attentive and remind him that the both of you are nowhere near done. “Once again, as expected, out of character. Clean up the mess you made before I reward you for your hard work.”

Quickly and efficiently, Sanji’s compliance was returned with a nod before brushing the cum from his lips with the tip of his tongue with a small, weary smile, giving you a couple of collywobbles in his stomach because of the expression. Then, he darted his tongue back out of his mouth to lick the essence clean from your semi-hard dick and lower stomach, sitting back up to carefully straddle your lap, not intending on worsening his forming erection even though it’s a bit too late for that, and cuffing his feathery cheeks to pull you into a frantic, rapturous kiss.

Your touch was brisk, instinctive, and concise in more ways than one. As Sanji’s cum-soaked tongue drifted past the entrance of your fallen lips. Your hands then glided down his waist, provoking ecstatic prickles and joyous horripilation when your nails grazed his completely nude back. Naturally, your nails would get caught in the mesh of Sanji’s stockings, but that was intended since he planned to slice open enough holds to free whatever he was confining up in that material of his.

Not only did you swallow every drop of your own cum, but each and every one of the blithesome, needy whimpers Sanji was liberating so desperately, grinding and shifting on your lap when the achy pain of his dick resided after processing the scenario. Sanji was the first to pull away from the ardent, intimate kiss when loud tears coming from behind him ended up startling, yet exciting him, just a bit. Your nails then traveled across his thighs, purposely creating an incision tough enough to tear some thread, not to create holes. With a puckish smirk, your hands finally reached your desired destination, which was the extremely prominent erection that made out most of the shape of Sanji’s dick due to the constriction.

“Now what to do with a messy bunny like you..” Verbally, Y/N wondered as if numerous ideas didn’t come swarming into his head once he set his eyes on the costume. Sanji could only take much more of this sexual torture; he’s running out of personal persuasions to allow you to take as much time as he needs due to the promise he refuses to break, but hope the Gods above you hurries and discovers some amelioration and fast.

“All you please, h–handsome..” With a breathy suggestion, and a little too much freedom, Sanji glanced down at his own phallus to squeeze his fingers in between the latex in the crotch area to force it to the side, potentially discharging and alleviating most of the strain it had on him after confining it for too long. Instinctively, his eyes gazed down as he restricted any upcoming pained whimpers from brushing the tight fabric against his sore, abused dick. A couple of relieved chuckles erupted from his somewhat sore throat as he lazily gazes back up at you, who was hellbent on the scene below you so Sanji hooked his fingers under your chin, lifted his attention to you ever so gently, and lilts — “Je veux juste te faire plaisir, mon amour..”

Automatically translating, thanks to his teachings from the enthusiastic bunny himself, Y/N muttered an engrossed “ouais ?” at the fascinating comment Sanji made as if he wasn’t genuine from the start. Consenting nods was all you needed for confirmation before focusing all of your attention back on the little problem that Sanji can’t seem to get rid of. A blithering “Cute, but annoying,” was only the beginning of your patience being obliterated. With that in mind, it wasn’t unnatural for you to start scathing the fabric with your nail since it was planning on hindering future events that your mind was set on. Needless to say that no ordinary human could cut through latex with the tip of the nail of their pinky, but Y/N was treating it as if it was some ordinary paper, hence you were careful with the mesh so you wouldn’t cause Sanji to bleed out. Afterwards, he instantly poked a big enough hole to stretch open, finally freeing his constrained dick from the layers.

“There, there, there, touch it please, pl–please..” Sanji chivvied when your fingers barely caressed the veins of it, but you still managed to pressure an impulsive reaction from him. His response chuffed you a bit; how could he ever tell something as adorable and troubled as a bunny in distress? It was almost unlike you to not drive Sanji over to the edge, so you gently encased his hand around his throbbing dick as you stroked him slowly, pressing his thumb against his soppy, reddened tip that was just drooling with clear pre–cum. Almost immediately overwhelmed and flamed with joy, he shifted uncontrollably in his lap, cavorting to the point where it was troublesome to keep up with his sporadic movements. Other than Sanji, Y/N needed Eros to ensure that the cook will be unavailable to make breakfast tomorrow by permitting more of those deafening, inconsiderate, whiny moans to fly from the nebbish chef.

“You even binky like a bunny, you must be so excited…” Haughtily and tauntingly, you giggled against his marked chest, speeding up his hand movements causing tears of delight to overflow in his eyes. It was hard for you to abdicate your degrading persona when Sanji’s reactions were so major each time you pointed out something that was moderately humiliating; it was way too cute to not let go. “Wanna cum so bad, wanna make me feel so good but it’s hurting you so bad…” Persistent mindless nods along with a spate of pretty little “yes’s” amused the playful male, but all of this teasing was, again, toying with his patience a bit so you placed your other hand on his lower back before giving his dick a slight, alerting squeeze causing him to squeal silently, but attentively listen to what you has to say.

“Then how about you try putting your energy into prepping and pleasing instead of begging so you could get to hopping like the prettiest fucking bunny you are.”

© all rights reserved 𝄁︎ sencity. plagiarism will not be tolerated on this blog but addressed and chastised accordingly.

[collegetennisoriginstory]

me, with the inability to choose a single RO, having amassed more than 30% romantic relationships with all of them, only just beginning to see the consequences of my actions this update: imteresteng🧍‍♀️

BWAHAHA. Imteresteng indeeeed.

It'll only get more juicy I think.

Checking stats... and ramping up the complexity:

[fallloverfic]

TGCF donghua Season 2, Episode 3 thoughts

Screaming through my tears of happiness. Spoilers under the cut (also book/story spoilers, for folks just coming in from the donghua).

We may only get him for a minute or two BUT I LOVE ALL THE PRECIOUS SECONDS OF YIN YU, MY BELOVED T-T The second he started talking I had to pause to scream adlkjaldaj

I also love how obvious this is. It's a nice way to set up for the audience "yeah, something's fishy here and it's not just He Xuan". I'm just imagining Hua Cheng like taking Yin Yu's bandages off and unrolling his sleeve to properly set the scene for Xie Lian to see the shackle alkdjalj Cause it'd be funny. Yin Yu, tiredly, "Yes, Hua Chengzu, whatever you want, Hua Chengzu..."

They are so cute. I love them so much.

I imagine a bajillion people have said this but this is very funny as a comparison to Beast giving Beauty the library in Disney's Beauty and the Beast. Hua Cheng knows what makes his gege happy: a fully stocked armory. Xie Lian's pose is so adorable T-T "I really do" indeeeed. Their back and forth kills me T-T

E-ming, babyyyy T-T gets some sparklies cause it's so happpp cause Xie Lian is noticing it :3333

ALSO E-MING'S CHIRPING???? IT'S SO CUTE????? THE CUTEST THING IN THE WORLD????

Xie Lian leaning over to pet Hua Cheng's weapon while Hua Cheng is wearing it ends me. Just ends me. Bless them all.

Spider-man Xie Lian was hilarious aldkjalj You think "oh he's not being good at this whole sneaky thing isn't he, Yin Yu is probably like "how long do I pretend I can't tell he's like 10 steps behind me"" and then WOOP SPIDER-XIE LIAN alkdjaldkja

Spider-Lian, Spider-Lian, does whatever a scrap collector god can...

I also love the parallel stuff with Lang Ying and Hua Cheng, setting up for Hua Cheng to later impersonate him. I know part of it is just twigging Xie Lian's memory of Hong-Hong-er, but the first time it happens (with Lang Ying's silhouette after dropping the bandages fading into Hua Cheng's face in the present), I think it's a clear set-up for the later plot of Hua Cheng pretending to be him.

Also Ruoye and Xie Lian being badass: I am always here for it.

Qi Rong getting a second of reference. I'm so excited to see how he's handled, terrible man that he is, love him.

Wind Master was also really funny, "I never want to go on patrols with you ever again!" aldkjaldja He's so mad aldkjaldaj

Wonderful episode. I cried. I screamed (no literally I had to pause and make myself be quiet alkdjaldja). E-Ming's chirping T-T Yin Yu T-T Hualian. So adorable.

Other episode thoughts for season 2 (didn't start till episode 3):

S02E03 (you are here)

S02E04

S02E05

S02E06

S02E07

S02E08

S02E09

S02E10

S02E11

S02E12

[scorpiothesaint]

Hi! Thanks for the reblog! 🤗 You mentioned being into writing that explores the "meta part" of fanfic - YES!! Are there other people who do this/fics you can recommend?

yes indeeeed. below are works surrounding this topic i've really enjoyed over the past decade:

-> TRAD PUB. BOOKS

Carry On by Rainbow Rowell [link to NPR review] this came out when i was finishing high school + starting to get disillusioned w HP (for story reasons & 'the author is Unforgivably Shitty' reasons lol) so i was very intrigued with how this book worked as a metacommentary abt HP (seriously, it felt like the book was deconstructing a lot of the issues fans had with the o.g. canon) while being a cute fantasy in its own right. i haven't checked out the sequels yet

New Waves by Kevin Nguyen [link to LA Times review] i read this a year or two ago and enjoyed what it had to say about online vs IRL friendships, grief, hustle culture, and creative identity.

-> FANFIC PROJECTS

running after two hares by chaparral_crown on ao3 this is probably my favorite fic of all time. no exaggeration. i have the whole thing printed out on 200+ pages of copy paper bound with comically large binder clips. and it's not even finished! there's this fanon concept called HEU (Hannibal Extended Universe) where people consider all of the different characters that the main actors played outside the show (in other shows, film, etc) to be connected to the showverse. for some reason i've never been able to suspend my disbelief enough to get into a lot of HEU content. i'm picky about fic just as i am with any other creative writing i engage with -- i have been for most of my life. THEN. i come across this author's insanely popular HEU fic, and i've read non-HEU stuff from them before that i adored, so i figure 'why not' ... and this 'crack treated seriously' quickly became one of my fav things ever. the prose alone is so masterful. and it's such a DENSE read, like, you really gotta slow down to appreciate all the introspective asides and jokes and commentary about the text (show) and metacommentary about how unusual pairings thrive, inside and outside of fiction.

Starsky & Hutch Virtual Season [link to Fanlore wiki] i got into S&H fandom in 2012. i remember how intrigued i was at the concept of the Virtual Season, which had its heyday a decade before i got into the online fandom. this kind of fan activity is the precursor, imo, to stuff like people calling installments of their webnovels 'episodes', the concept of a 'dream season' (ex: how hannibal ppl talk about how season 4 would play out if the show hadn't been cancelled), etc. people weren't just writing serialized fic, they were cultivating a really unique Experience

-> COMMENTATORS / ESSAYISTS

Shipper's Guide to the Galaxy (has not updated their channel in years but has such a huge backlog of thoughtful content about the relationship between media and its fans, including entire segments dedicated to fic recs)

Fionapollo (discovered them recently! i used to watch a lot of art commentary channels that preceded this one, and i'm obsessed w this channel because they focus more on the philosophy of creative practice & cultivating community between fans and media, rather than feeding into toxicity for views. they cover negative topics sometimes, yeah, but not in a sensationalist way at all. super refreshing)

[natimiles]

If you're looking for good Picrews, this one is my go to usually. Good variety. Happy trails~

https://picrew.me/en/image_maker/625876

thaaanks, anon! it is really good indeeeed! I loved the hair!

Mina (using Roger's shirt) and Roger!

her colors aren't exactly like that but it's still nice auisehasiuhea

[missamyrisa2]

Ohh Miss aaaammyyyy~ I think you're late for your regular tickle check-up! You know, when we test all your spots to see if you're still ticklish giggly? That's right Missy, now letXs please get these peskh boots off and that pretty purpley cardigan~

Oh! Don't mind the little robot hands grabbing you and holding you down on my exam table, you know how it is~

Let's see... Hmm~ just getting all my tools ready... do you wanna start with the feathers on your little toes... ooor should we get some medical grade soft toothbrushes (these are real btw, look'em up!) on your pretty neck?

FFFFF~~ okayyyyy okay okayyyy check-upppp? There's mmmh nothing wrong with my feeeeet I need my coveringsss and okayy butttt my cardigan is mmh neededd tooooo~ hey it's cute right? So just let me keeep that on pleaseee and okayy whoooa nowww those are robots hiiiii little bots are you gonna yess you areee mmh gahhh you're soo stronggg!! Leggooooo~ nhh that's a padded table this is paddedddd table! And I'm on ittt and okayyyy I can't stop saying thattt but okayyy let's see some credentialsss!! Because I have a hunch this isn't regulation size and y'know that's a bigggg violation of section penal code article of statute 409 and mmmmhhhh heyy let's talk about how hunch is a funnnyy wordd! I'll get you a free lunch what do you sayyyyy heyyy let's playyyy in the hayy hay isn't for horrrrssesss!! Not the brushesss pleheheaseeee not under my toesssss whyy are these a thing and that's both for those stupid brushes and for my death spotssss you don't even knowww what you're doing to meeee!!!

(I'm dyinggg because I did indeeeed have a checkup today and it wasn't super ticklyyy but I was blushing dyinggg at the thought of it going that wayyyy~~)

[some-awtter]

Pan ache?

Pan ache indeeeed.

// copied your style haha (I dunno if I did or not lol)