#ooooooze

[brightlotusmoon]

You know what's fun? Quoting TMNT The Secret Of The Ooze back and forth at random and giggling like I'm twelve again.

[dimiclaudeblaigan]

rodrigue haters severely underestimate rodrigue lovers

[bleucaesura]

STOLITZØ - SEVENTY

The following morning, Blitzø sat on the couch wrapped in a big fluffy blanket. He watched as Stolas shuffled over in his robe and bunny slippers, with two mugs of coffee.

Blitzø unwrapped half the blanket and pat the cushion beside him. Stolas smiled warmly, handed Blitzø his mug and cozied up next to him. Blitzø draped the blanket around Stolas’s shoulders once he had settled.

Stolas grabbed the tv remote and started flipping through channels. Blitzø looked over at him lovingly. When Blitzø went to have a sip of coffee, he realized it was iced. He looked down at the cold drink in his mug, tears welling up unbidden.

F*cking birdbrain…

“Darling?” Stolas looked over at Blitzø. “Goodness! What’s the matter?!” Stolas clambered to get out of the blanket so he could turn to face Blitzø.

Blitzø calmly put his mug on the coffee table. He climbed on the couch and knelt in front of Stolas, putting the owl’s face between his palms and smooshing his cheeks until they fluffed in that adorable way Blitzø loved.

Blitzø smiled happily and gave Stolas a quick light kiss.

“Darling?” Stolas blushed.

“Thank you for seeing me,” Blitzø grinned happily through tears.

Stolas sniffled, tears springing up; he threw his arms around Blitzø and they fell back on the couch laughing, tangled in each other’s limbs, tails and the blanket.

The TV buzzed in the background.

“666 NEWS”

“I’m Katie Killjoy”

“And I’m Tom Trench”

“Ha. Ha. No one f*cking cares who you are, Tom!”

“On our show today we have a very special guest! That’s right! The big guy who put the big ‘O’ in Ozzie’s. The sexiest sin himself. The lustful leader, Asmodeus is in the studio with some scintillating updates on a new product to hit shelves later this month!”

The audience erupted in applause.

Blitzø and Stolas looked over at the TV.

“Welcome your majesty!” Katie clapped enthusiastically as she slid down the news desk to make room for Asmodeus, hip-checking Tom off his chair on her way over.

“Thank you, Katie.” Asmodeus leaned in front of and across Katie and extended a hand to Tom as he was pulling himself back up into his chair. “And great to see you, Tom! We still on for Friday?”

Katie was NOT impressed.

Blitzø had started drinking his coffee and almost shot it out his nose onto Stolas. He started to choke. Stolas thumped his back trying to help him breathe through his choking laughter.

They missed Katie’s next comment through Blitzø’s coughing and laughter.

“Thanks for having me this morning.” Asmodeus smiled his celebrity smile. “If I could be indulged a moment?”

The audience clapped.

“Before I get down to the… Nitty gritty,” Asmodeus winked at the camera and purred in a deep gravely voice. “There’s something more personal I’d like to touch on first.”

The camera focused on him completely.

“As many, if not all, of you know, Fizzarolli and I have gone public with our long term romantic relationship.”

The audience erupted with cheers and applause. Asmodeus smiled unabashedly and waited for the applause to die down.

“And while I embody the sin of Lust… I DO love Fizzarolli. Yes he and I are in a loving and monogamous relationship... Being in love doesn’t mean the lust disappears. I say it makes it deeper, and even more… Pleasurable.”

The sex absolutely oooooozed off of his words. The audience was rapt. Blitzø and Stolas looked at each other, blushing.

“But I digress.” Asmodeus chuckled, breaking the spell. “I’m here to say: I AM a hypocrite.”

The studio filled with gasps, whispers and confused chatter.

Katie, desperate to get back in frame, slid her face along the news desk until she was at Asmodeus’s elbow. “And why do you say THAT, your Highness?”

Asmodeus casually pushed Katie’s face out of frame and continued, unfazed.

“I embarrassed a fellow Royal, and friend, at my club when I called out his relationship with an imp. I was wrong to do so. Not JUST because I hurt a friend.” Asmodeus’s demon flames grew. “But because I don’t AT ALL believe in this elitist BULLSH*T division of classes.” The lights all but went out in the studio as Asmodeus’s flames erupted.

A second later, it was as if a switch had been flipped and Asmodeus was back to his charismatic, charming self.

“So! Prince Stolas? Blitzø?… Owner of ‘I.M.P.’” Asmodeus winked and said conspiratorially behind a hand to the camera.

“I’m truly sorry. And my blessings to you both!”

The studio was silent for mere seconds before the audience erupted in applause and chaotic conversations.

“What…”

“The…”

“Actual…”

“F*CK!”

Blitzø and Stolas traded expletives while starring unblinking and agape at the tv.

“Now!” Asmodeus rubbed his hands together, excitedly. “Who wants to hear about my revolutionary new vibrator coming out next month?!”

Tom raised his hand and nodded enthusiastically.

Katie stomped off set screaming into a phone.

Blitzø turned off the tv.

“Did that just f*cking happen? Or was I f*cking hallucinating again?” Blitzø stared wide-eyed at the screen.

“It happened,” Stolas said just above a whisper.

They looked at each other.

Blitzø threw himself at Stolas, burying his face in his chest feathers.

Stolas fell back, surprised. He hugged Blitzø to him.

Blitzø nuzzled Stolas and hugged him back.

“Is… Is this ok?” Stolas stammered.

“Eez comfy” Blitzø mumbled from his snuggle spot.

Stolas chuckled. He stroked Blitzø’s horns affectionately, feeling somber.

“No… I meant…” Stolas paused, unsure what to say.

“Is WHAT ok?” Blitzø looked up at him.

“That,” Stolas looked toward the tv. “All of Hell knowing…”

“F*ck yeah!”

Stolas was startled. Blitzø grinned at him. His eyes shone.

“Free f*cking I.M.P advertising from Asmodeus on the 666 News?! F*ck YES!” Blitzø pumped his fist and laughed maniacally.

Stolas stared flatly back at him. He hoped he had his best ‘What-The-Actual-F*CK’ face on.

Blitzø grinned at him and burst out laughing. He grabbed Stolas in a tight hug and nuzzled his neck.

“Stolas, you birdbrain…” Blitzø whispered. “I want the whole f*cking universe to know you’re mine.”

*****

[citricacidprince]

So you were baby turtles who made contact with mystery goo-

Well, we prefer the term ooze, but yeah

It’s like- more like- it’s just nicer to say-

It just rolls off the tongue better yeah

Ooooooze~ It's nice right? It’s Ooooze~

[ccritterbugg]

/k/

ehat kind of trickery are you trying to complete here. this smells like trickery. it oooooozes with tomfoolery

[annonimous1000]

Pt.2

He’s so confused! Tell the boi what is wrong! Plus his braces are perfect! I wish Leo got to keep them, but I’m glad at least one of the turtles got them!

Ace Ventura reference I much appreciate! May Donnie be lucky to not get the rest of the reference in his other leg!

NOT THE CUTE BOI!!!!

“Ooooooze”

Idk what he’s doing with his arms, but I love it and I will kill anyone that tries to hurt him.

Honestly am really hyped for this movie! Can’t wait for October to arrive!

[risu5waffles]

TEN toes of pleasure

Gosh, but i let this set way too long. Meant to clean these up over the break, but... well, i just didn't? Honestly, they're a little pain in the butt, but what can you do about it?

i remember finding this one well more frustrating than it really needed to be, and not really managing to nail the theme that well? Everything just seems so washed out, and the level has a much emptier feel than Joja's usual. i honestly feel pretty hit-and-missy on Joja as a creator. Like, they put the work in, and when they manage to nail it, the look of their levels is fantastic; but it doesn't seem like they have a great idea of how to set up a proper difficulty curve, their checkpoints are... they could be placed better, and i usually wind up at the end of the level just kind of wanting things done wiv? Like a well presented meal that's really too much to stomach.

This one's a keeper tho'. i'd always been familiar wiv taxok20 through their music, so it was a bit of a surprise that they did gameplay levels, and did them so well. This level just oooooozes wiv charm and good humour, tons of neat details and characters; and i will never not appreciate when creators try to make their levels bilingual. It's not easy to juggle a second language, and that deserves respect. i wish i could use Japanese characters when inputting text in LBP3, but it won't register the keyboard even when i have system language set to Japanese, maybe on account of it being a US copy?

An earlier effort from taxok20, and it definitely shows. It's not a bad level, and i definitely had fun wiv it; but it's a lot clunkier than their later work, and you don't really get the charming vibe we found in Welcome to the Halloween. Still, we all gotta start somewhere.

i don't know what, if anything, i was expecting wiv this one, but gosh is it nice to look at. There's an oddly LBP2 feel to the whole affair, and i found myself just enjoying it throughout. Would have been a good pick for LittleBite-sizedPlanet, honestly.

We'll actually be talking about the follow up to this one next week, and the LBsP breakdown for this should be somewhere in here. Search the LBsP tag and that should turn it up? i hope? i know tumblr search is pretty pants.

A neat idea, and i really like the way the sandworm moves, but boy howdy was it a pain in the butt to actually engage wiv. i understand the need for a larger arena, just to keep track of where the thing is, but it makes things really hard to track, too. This is another Song 2 level, so i am doing this purely from memory, since i don't feel like digging out the media player to watch the archived file (i realize it's not really digging anything out, it's just that my laptop is VERY slow, and i have zero time this morning. Trying to do too many things at once).

This one's exactly what it says on the tin. It is unfinished. It has skellingtons. It is a level. Mineplanet is a fantastic kid, and i've known them pretty much forever now. Since they were an actual kid (well, teen, but that's pretty kid from this perspective), and i just hope to hell that life smiles on them. i mean, i hope that for most everyone, but this is a more personal hope, you know?

The set pieces in this one are so well done! Even if it's a bit limited, i still had a heckin' good time going through it. CB's great in just about everything i've seen them do, but it's nice that they're trying styles outside their previous usual wheelhouse. Nicer still that they're succeeding at them.

This one's a bit more hit-and-missy. Some of the dioramas do look really cool, but then you've got a few in there that just feel like filler added because trickyomicky had to have one for each biome. Still, i appreciate the ambition, and the difficulty of nailing down that many different ideas well. i'll be interested in seeing if this one gets filled out to cover the full series as promised.

i'll be honest, all i remember of this one was that it looked nice, and i didn't very much enjoy playing it.

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i'm hecking sorry it took so long to get these up; and i know we've still got 351~365 to go, and it's gonna take a bit of time. So damn much to do, and no time to do it in, that's for sure. Take care, y'all! i love ya lots, but i gotta run!

[whatiwillsay]

the summer i turned pretty is so fkn corny but the new back to december clip in the trailer is sooo good

omg yes all the music sounds so good in that BUT GOD DAMN does her support of that show make me think taylor’s straight they show just OOOOOOZES basic hettiness. ALSO WHY IS SHE TALKING AB COUSIN MAGIC WITH THESE GUYS SHES HOOKED UP WITH ARE THEY HER COUSINS.

[kiruamon]

Part 4

Gross! Super gross! Filled with disgust, Damien stared at the twitching and wriggling thing that was held in front of his nose. These losers were completely insane, if they believed, he would want to eat this slimy worm! Never in his life! However hungry he might have been! He rather gnawed off one of his hind paws than eating this thing!

"Come on. Just a bite. For Aunty Vicky." No. "Look. Here comes a flying, super yummy little wormy just for you!" No and no again! His spines raised defensively as he turned his head to the side in disgust. Never ever! "GAAAaaaah! Why don't you eat that crap yourself if you find it so tasty!" he scolded loudly and angrily to himself. It sucked that no one understood him! Stupid transformation! Stupid hedgehog voice bands! And stupid losers with their even crappier slop!

"Ooooooz," Vicky called out, slightly whining, to her roommate, who was busy making dinner for their little apartment community. " I don't think your little friend wants to eat his food." "Still not?" asked Oz, giving the two a thoughtful look. He himself had also tried multiple mealworms half an hour ago without success. According to his internet research, hedgehogs ate insects. Because of the proteins that were important for them. So he had gone to the nearest pet shop and got some fresh food for the little guy. But even Vicky - despite her best efforts to convince him - obviously did not manage to get the little guy interested in one of the supposed "delicacies". Which worried him. After all, the little hedgehog should have been hungry by now.

Maybe it was time to try something different? Pondering, he tapped the floor lightly with one foot. As far as he had read, hedgehogs could also eat eggs and meat. "Vicky?" "Yes?" "Would you be so kind and set the table already? I want to try something else that I hope our little guest will like better." It was worth a try. "Sure no problem!" grinning she let the wriggling earthworm slide back into the small plastic bucket and put the tweezers aside in order to start already bringing the plates to the table. "Thank you! And please tell Brian and Amira that dinner is in 15 minutes," he called to his friend before Oz gave the small hedgehog, who was still in a bad mood, a quick glance. "Well… let's see."

Fortunately, it didn't take very long to fry up a few strips of bacon and scramble some eggs to go with it. Oz watched his spiky guest slowly toddle closer across the kitchen counter, sniffing the air with interest as he approached the plate of cooling crispy fried bacon strips. Oz had just slid the finished scrambled eggs into a small bowl when he noticed how the little guy already wanted to help himself to the meat.

"Wait! Don't!" What the fuck! Annoyed Damien, hissed at the hand and its owner, who simply pushed him away from the good looking and delicious smelling meat! What was wrong with this noob? Damien tried to snap at the cheeky guy to bite him, but the other had already withdrawn his hand and just ignored his angry insults! Huffing, the demon let his tail hammer on the kitchen sideboard. "This is still way too big like this. You'll end up choking." The nerd, to Damien's amazement, began cutting the strips into smaller - for a hedgehog - bite-sized pieces and then crumbling them over the fluffy yellow scrambled eggs. "Here, this should do it," with a friendly - and oh so idiotic - smile, the weakling pushed the small bowl of food towards him. It smelled quite wonderful! Damien decided to dig in before the noob changed his mind.

Oz propped his elbows on the countertop as he smiled and watched the little guy greedily gobble up his specially cooked meal. So unbelievably cute. The animal seemed to notice that he had been watching him, because the little one looked up at him in annoyance before positioning himself so that he could only see the back of the little spiky ball. It seemed that the small animal still didn't liked him very much. But… at least he finally ate.

To be continued!;D

[eraserheadbabygirl]

love love LOVE the song who’s that chick. oooze nyat yieck … ooooooz gnat yiyuk…. love that kind of uhhhhh. stuff

[inky-evergreen]

do u thnk if i spwm ooooooze enaofh he.ll turn me bacck?

Hmmm maybe?? Idk

[melonfairyghost]

!Stranger Things 4 BIG SPOILER!

what she says: i'm fine what she means: Real talk. Eddie dying was bullshit. And I'm not saying that just because Eddie, My Beloved. It was EXPECTED for him to die. I really thought they were gonna subvert the trope of killing off the new likeable character after they did literally the same to Sean Astin but this is even worse because Eddie was so fully fledged out, he was oooooozing chemistry with all the other actors, he was ready to turn over a new leaf with the new gang. And his death felt preventable. He could've been written to have a moment to stand up to the bats and save Dustin and get out of it without a leg or some shit. But it genuinely feels like the reason they wrote that dumbass Ash-Ketchum-vs-Flock-of-Spearow Death was because it was the easy way out as it was way easier to do that than to bring him back to town. :/ I saw on a post around that MAYBE he could appear in the next season because we don't know how dying works in the Upside Down but :/ i don't know. Even if original DnD Vecna canonically is very involved with undead and necromancy, if Eddie comes back it'll be corrupted to mess with Dustin or something and it's gonna be absolute bullshit.

[lots-of-little-books]

“The Recessional”, a book of poems by Rudyard Kipling, published by the Saalfield Publishing Co. It’s just over 3 inches tall, and it’s bound in so-called “ooze” leather, but I can’t figure out what year it’s from. It’s very neat and dainty, and apparently once belonged to Jeane E. Armstrong, whoever that was.

[nerdwatching]

One of the funniest D&D things is when the party completely derails a session because they were too committed to the bit. The DM in my last campaign had to stop using oozes as enemies because the session would inevitably devolve into the party (including him) doing varying impressions of Ivan Ooze from the Power Rangers movie whenever one showed up

[guqin-and-flute]

idea: qin su and jiang cheng

...Oh. I am intrigued.

Perhaps they would meet during the Sunshot Campaign--we know that that’s where she met Jin Guangyao in canon. Maybe she would be helping her parents defend their doors against the corpses and failing, death becoming a horrifying inevitability when this cannonball launches himself into the fray out of nowhere, setting about with zaps of bright purple light, soon to be joined by his small army of Jiang disciples who can’t quite keep up with the speed of their young master. He’s covered in blood, face set in a snarl, sword flashing, and unfortunately, gorgeous.

It’s unfortunate because, as soon as the battle is over and her father, panting, makes his way over to thank him and it turns out that this man--this boy, she corrects, seething--is dismissive and curt, eyes already roving to the horizons, as if searching for something. One of his disciples hastily accepts the thanks, and pleads a sheepish apology with his eyes and bow. She can tell by the set of her father’s mouth that he is displeased, but he is polite and bows back. 

“I’m sorry we’re less interesting alive than dead,” she mutters, louder than she knows she should--but she nearly died! With her family! And this little bloodthirsty prick seems to care more about finding more corpses to cut his teeth on than to deal with a little propriety! She’s covered in blood and goop, her arms are leaden weights, and she thinks that she’s probably earned a little frustration!

Her mother, of course, immediately shushes her, forever scandalized by her temper (what little she has of it, she really doesn’t think that she has much of an attitude when she’s not pushed to the edge by war and ill tempered man-children) but the Jiang Clan Leader hears her and blinks over at her, eyebrows raising in shock. Qin Su might wish that she felt a little more shame or fear in that moment, but all she can do is continue to try to control her breath and grip her guts-slick sword tight--yes, they stopped fighting only moments ago! Hello! She’s still alive, thank you!

His eyes catch on her and widen. “I-I--” Fascinatingly, he flushes a deep scarlet. “I apologize. I was...distracted?”

As this was certainly not the response she was expecting--she was used to blustery Clan Leaders, pompous men so hopped up on their own self importance that to speak against them was a grave insult, she blinks back. And yet he was blushing, and it softens his cutting, austere face into something cute as he fidgets and looks at the ground. She wishes she didn’t find that charming. She wishes that that straightforward annoyance would come back because now, as he bows, viscera-stained hands wrapped around the hilt of his sword, a fleck of ooze sliding it’s slow way down his cheek, her knees are not simply weak from the fight leaving her system.

When she sees him in Lanling at a gathering she attends with her father, months later after the War is done, he is resplendent in vivid teals and purples, patterns wheeling finely over his robes in dizzying arrays. And he turns and catches her eye. And blushes again.