i wasn't show him till his finished but i love him to much not too.
im attempting to felt tfp Knockout. this is his head.
its a bit messy and idk why my camera is like this but its not that bright irl.
now time for the worst part, the body. wish me luck <3
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it's time... for the TEAM DARK FEST! 💥💥💥💥
me and @serpentineshine are hosting a little tournament to finally determine who the best Team Dark member is! this week there's gonna be goofs, bits, and even a special prize for the winner 👀
however, the most important prize of all is what awaits at the end of the festival! ...but that's a secret right now.
💥 cast your vote below! 💥
(oh also if anyone makes any propaganda for their fav character. tag me i wanna see)
video transcript below the cut! ⬇️
A blue announcement screen with scrolling text reads “SPECIAL FENSNAILZ ANNOUNCEMENT.” There’s a looping animation of Squeak the cat in the middle. It disappears, cutting to a shot of a studio space.
In the studio, SNAIL, SHINE, SQUEAK, and a VASH PLUSH all sit at a desk with a large CRT TV on it. Squeak and Vash are on top of the TV, and shelves with various items line the walls. Everyone seems to be unaware that the camera is rolling - Snail is reading the script, Shine is drinking from a mug, and Squeak is licking her butthole. Vash remains motionless.
Snail notices the camera zooming in, and throws away the script in a moment of panic. Shine and Squeak sit up to face the camera as well.
SNAIL: Coming at you pre-recorded, it’s Snail, Shine, and The Beasts!
SHINE: We’re here today to announce a special tournament we’re hosting: the TEAM DARK FEST!
SQUEAK: Eep!
VASH: weemp womp :]
SNAIL: You know ‘em, you love ‘em-
SHINE: Or hate them.
SNAIL: It’s all about TEAM DARK this week! Fellas, turn on that TV!
The camera cuts to a close-up of the TV as the screen flips on. Three shitty photos of each Team Dark member appear on the TV under the question “Who is the best member of Team Dark?” Every Team Dark member’s name is misspelled underneath the photos.
SHINE: Time for the ULTIMATE question: Who is the best Team Dark member?
SNAIL: Oof. We’re turning them against each other, huh? That’s dramatic.
SQUEAK: Meep! (HOLY SHIT)
The camera zooms out to a wide view of the studio, but zooms out much further than needed for a split second. For some reason, this is all being filmed on a green screen set, and the shelves behind the cast seem to be edited in. Not only that, but this studio is either widely over-staffed or widely under-staffed, because the boom mic is held by seven Chao stacked on top of each other. The camera zooms into a closeup of Snail before much of this information can be processed.
SNAIL: Well, it’s obviously Shadow. I told him if he won, I would get him ice cream after soccer practice!
The camera pans over to Shine.
SHINE: No way, vote for Rouge! She can carry like. Nineteen mountain lions. Give or take
The camera pans over to Squeak and Vash. Squeak points at a crude drawing of Omega that seems to say “VOTE OMEGA.” It is upside down. Vash holds a cute little sign that says “I <3 OMEGA” that he likely made himself.
SQUEAK + VASH: ?????????????? (we didn’t hire anyone to translate this part.)
Back in a wide shot, Snail and Shine stare blankly at Squeak and Vash. Squeak licks her butthole again. Vash is now Real. Someone off-screen sneezes very convincingly.
SHINE: This poll will run for ONE WEEK before we announce the winner! So little time…
SNAIL: Everyone make your vote count! The winner of this festival will have a special page in my…
An image of a porcelain snail appears over a white background as an echo-y human voice says “SECRET UPCOMING PROJECT.”
VASH: bweep bwaa :] (Yay! Prizes!)
SHINE: The final verdict will be decided by Twitter AND Tumblr, so commit as much voter fraud as you please!
Squeak bites Vash and he screams. They both fall off the TV and make a surprising amount of noise. Snail and Shine stare in shock.
SNAIL: See you in seven days! And hey, if you want to participate… tag me in any propaganda you make to fight for your favorite Team Dark member!
Squeak and Vash explode.
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gojo gets jealous over the male characters you like in otome games. he knows it’s childish, but isn’t he known to be childish from time to time? (others would say he’s childish and immature all the time, but gojo would beg to differ.)
he doesn’t like how you spend so much time on your phone giggling and swooning over their voice lines when you could be spending time with him- your real boyfriend. why do you need a fake boyfriend, or boyfriends, when you have him? gojo won’t say he pouts because he does not pout, but he sits behind you, his chest pressed tight to your back and his arms wrapped snugly around your waist, and peers over your shoulder to see what the big deal is about the otome games you love so much.
“i’m way better looking than that guy,” gojo pipes up, his lips brushing against the curve of your cheek. you startle, unprepared for gojo to say anything out of the blue. once you process what he’s said, a puff of amusement escapes you.
“mm, you’re okay,” you reply, feigning indifference, but you’re unable to help the smile that slips into your voice.
“you’re so mean to me, baby,” gojo laments as he squeezes you tighter and nuzzles his face into your neck. you shriek, thrashing around in his hold, when he suddenly blows a raspberry into the crease between your neck and shoulder. “tell me i’m your one and only,” gojo says before he blows another raspberry into your skin.
“n-no,” you manage to gasp out, breathless from laughter. you try and pry gojo’s arms off of you, but he doesn’t budge at all. at moments like this, you curse that your boyfriend is the so-called strongest sorcerer on earth.
“c’mon, baby. all you have to say is satoru, you’re the only boyfriend i need. these otome men cannot compare to your greatness,” gojo dramatically says, openly grinning with manic glee. he loosens his grip around you, and you think your boyfriend has granted you mercy before you feel fingers dance over your sides.
“s-satoru, stop!” you exclaim, laughing uncontrollably from the tickling. “f-fine. satoru, you’re the only— HAHA—boyfriend i need. and you’re o-okay i guess.”
“wrong,” gojo says in a sing-song manner. “you should have said ‘my otome men could never compare to my lovely wonderful satoru.’”
“t-that is definitely not what you said,” if you could, you would roll your eyes at satoru, but you’re incapable of the action at the moment. gojo’s fingers dance across the underside of your ribs, moving faster and tickling harder the more you refuse to repeat him. “F-FINE. m-my otome men could never com-compare to my stu-stupid and dumb boyfriend i love.”
the tickling suddenly ceases all at once. your chest heaves as you try and catch your breath. you twist in gojo’s hold to face him and give your boyfriend the meanest glare you can muster. his smile only deepens at the sight. “you are the most immature man i have ever met.”
gojo leans in and pecks your forehead, still smiling that big stupid grin of his that you unfortunately adore. “and yet, you still wanted to date me.”
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