#thundercable

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[bonefall]

BB!Bumble

If Bumble has millions of fans I am one of them. If Bumble has ten fans I am one of them. If Bumble has only one fan that's me. If Bumble has no fans, that means I'm dead. If the world is against the Bumble, I am against the world.

[ID: Bumble from WC on a purple, pink, and blue background. She is a fat tortoiseshell cat with a white chest and paws and bright orange dapples. She has two pawprint-shaped marks on her face and a torn ear.]

Need an animation-friendly version? Go here!

I won't get into a rant here, but go ahead and review the scene where Bumble gets exiled if you wanna get mad. Fair warning that I do not like Canon DOTC and I'm not 'nice' towards it.

BB!Bumble is the mate of Turtle Heart, and eventually ThunderClan's greatest asset. She cracks open diplomacy for the underdog Clan, allowing them to speak with cats for whom there would otherwise be a serious language barrier.

Her personality is self-confident, outgoing, and compassionate. She loves funny idioms and turns-of-phrase, and is always down to hear a good story. Of course, she also LOVES a good meal, and sees the incalculable value in a long nap before a hard decision.

After her death, Bumble becomes the ancient patron of Speech and Communication. When love makes you tongue-tied, when you hear the perfect phrase and it echoes in your head for hours after, when you need to find the right words to express a complicated idea, that is a moment to invoke Bumble.

(Full outline below!)

When Turtle Heart fled Tom and his violence, Bumble came a few weeks later and was accepted into the Clan as long as Turtle was there to vouch for her. Her membership was always tenuous though, completely dependent on her mate hunting for her.

Disaster struck when Tom stole their children, and Turtle Heart died trying to retrieve them. With Bright Storm as their godmother, Tall Shadow saw no reason to keep the "useless outsider" Bumble as part of the Clan. Bright Storm, blinded by love she still had for Clear Sky, did not fight for her and concluded it was a hard choice but the right one.

Around this time, Thunder Storm had come to reject Clear Sky and his brutal Clan. After Sunlit Frost was exiled for being unable to hunt with an infected wound, they decided to return to Shadow's Clan together. Upon finding Bumble exiled, Thunder Storm roared at the cruelty and injustice of what he found.

When Bright Storm tried to calm him, Thunder snapped, "I didn't think I would come home to find a second Clear Sky!"

Rallying his small group of supporters, Lightning Cry, Acorn Swoop, and Sunlit Frost, he charged off to go find her. They found Bumble just in time to see Clear Sky "warning" her by ripping her ear off, and Thunder Storm launched himself at his father. The brawl became ferocious, a SkyClan patrol barreling in to defend their leader.

Just as it seemed like Thunder Storm was pinned and bested, from the undergrowth it's BRIGHT STORM WITH THE STEEL CHAIR

And several reinforcements! The words stuck with her and made her realize what she'd been doing, and understand that now was the time to fight against what she was becoming. The fighting reached a crescendo. Thunder's followers were still outnumbered but holding a stalemate, and then, at that moment, a tree creaked and groaned.

The cats disentangled at just the right moment to leap away from a falling ash tree, splitting the groups in two. Thunder Storm leapt up on top of the trunk, a wayward sunbeam making his fur shine tiger-orange. Bloodied and seeing a sign from their ancestors, Clear Sky's defeated warriors ran home.

Clear Sky himself lingered for a moment longer, meeting the blaze in his son's amber eyes, catching Bright Storm's scorn, and then turning away without a single word.

This is the start of ThunderClan.

Bumble quickly becomes one of its most important members. She is able to speak to the River Kingdom to the west and the Wind Coalition to the north, earning them allies when they might not have had any. ThunderClan's early fate is to roam around the Forest as needed, trying to avoid too many skirmishes and remaining close to whoever their current ally is.

But before then, ThunderClan's first order of action is to retrieve Bumble's kits from ShadowClan.

But that's a story for another time.

[siberat]

There’s Always Room for Dessert

Have a little t/c x rat/chet Drabble. I am not on word nor have access to grammarly, so only simply edified.

The secret lovers meet up at a Buffett, and eating ensues. Chubfic.

Feeling the table press into his swollen gut was both satisfying and annoying. Another unplanned meet-up with the blue see/ker resulted in fine dinning at a local buffet. While the food may not have been top notch, it satiated one’s desire to pig out. And now Ratc/het sat back in the booth, rubbing his swollen gut.

“Don’t tell me you are full already,” Thunde/rcracker grinned, eyeing the massive belly. “I still haven’t hit up the dessert table.”

The medic groaned, rolled his optics, and stifled a burp. “I ain’t no whelp. However, I think dinner is done.”

“I’d say so.” The see/ker’s hand reached over and gave the paunch a playful pat. “Shall I select you something tasty from the cake section?”

“You better, or else.”

“Or else what?”

“Or else I’m going back to my room and sleeping this off.”

Thunder/cracker pouted. The pair didn't spend a lot of time together- being in the middle of a war had several drawbacks. And what little time he had, the ‘Co/n wanted to make last.

“Don’t you worry, my sweets. I will serve you the best tasting desserts available.” The see/ker rose to his feet. “Well, at least the best this place has to offer.”

“You better make it worth the wait.” The medic barked, a devious grin appearing on his face. While the flier loved watching the Auto/bot devour plate after plate, that gruff attitude always shown up if that mouth wasn’t full.

And Thunderc/racker loved it! That biting attitude, while always in jest, just really proved how playful the other could be. Because we all know under that hardened exterior, Rat/chet was such a softy.

Well, as of late, the medic’s protoform under his plating was growing soft as well.

But soon enough, a heaping plateful of cake slices, brownies, chocolates and ice creams were set in front of the medic.

“You better put your money where your mouth is,” T/C deeply growled as he took a seat next to the stuffed mech.

Ratc/het only responded by licking his lips and rubbing his belly as he looked over the mountain of scrumptious sweets in front of him. All the chosen foods looks so good! How could he choose which to consume first?

Turns out, the decision was made for him as a forkful of the rich, chocolate brownies was pressed to his lips. And just how could one deny such a decedent treat? The medic’s mouth opened and as soon as the warm, gooey mess hit his taste sensors, his engines rumbled.

And as soon as servo’s rubbed at his swollen tummy his cooling fans clicked on.

In fact, Ratc/het didn’t know what was better- being fed by his secret Decep/ticon lover or getting those belly rubs! When it came to attention, the see/ker never skimped. Nor let down. It was as if the fattened mech’s body was an idol, and T/C was the devout worshipper. And when it came to tending to needs, T/C had all bases covered.

“Here,” The See/ker held up a tall glass of cold ener-melk. “Tell me this doesn't hit the spot.”

Rat/chet didn’t need to take a gulp to know this beverage went well with the brownie- or any of the other desserts. He took a gulp before opening his mouth for more food.

And more came. Bit after bite of sweets were fed. Swallow after swallow sweets were devoured. It only took half the deserts being consumed for that belly to growl out in warnings of the upcoming belly ache. But Rat/chet did not stop. The food simply tasted to good to say no!

That, and Thunder/cracker did not relent with shoving food into his maws. Of course, Ratc/het didn’t stop him.

But as the medic began to slow down, that servo rubbed with more purpose at that rounded paunch. The touch was soft and gentle in the beginning, but now, the pressure of the touch built. Every little rumble of a belly quake was chased down and messaged. And that added pressure did something within that spare tire.

Something tickled deep within his tanks, causing minor cramping before rising upward. Upon those digits pressing firmer, the sensation grew, and soon, something traveled upwards. Rat/chet was happy he had time to close his mouth as to at least save some dignity and not let a monster of a belch escape full blast!

At least this one was muffled.

“Tum-Tum feel better?”

Rat/chet nodded and opened his mouth for more. There was no way he was finished. At least, he wanted those touches to his beach-ball sized belly to continue and he knew if he kept eating, T/C would keep rubbing.

Even when breathing became hard and swallowing became such a chore, the medic pressed on. Just hearing T/C’s words of praise and those caresses of encouragement gave him strenght to polish off cakes, pies and ice cream. All too soon, that monster of a belly no longer could fit any more snacks inside. Nor could it fit within the booth!

Nearly sweating, the medic leaned back, rubbing his own servo‘s over his overstuffed and sore belly. He panted to catch his breath and wished against wish to just lay down!

“You are so well for me tonight,” T/C cooed, giving the belly a playful pinch. Anything else catch your fancy?”

“The berth,” Rat/chet boldly stated.

“Hmmmmm… How presumptuous of you,” T/C deeply hummed.

“I want to lay down.”

“Do you need further soothing?” A smile appeared on the See/kers lips.

“You know, I do expect some royal treatment after that feast I consumed for you…”

“Allow me to tend to your desires….”

And Ratchet could help but smile at that. He knew just what this evening had in store. All the tummy tickles he could want- as well as other things getting special attention.

See, there was always room for dessert.

[verdanabdit]

How each goes about taking their first d☆ck. Unless otherwise noted, they're on top and in control of the pace, and have either never been penetrated before or at least have never been penetrated by something bigger than two of their fingers. And of course are with their bro.

I'm boring and think of vajimbos but feel free to imagine a butt instead.

~~~

UT Sans: Agonizingly slow. Needs to rest after nearly every centimeter. Tries really hard not to breathe weird or make noise, unwilling to admit he's not just messing around teasing. By the time he's fully seated, he's out of breath from holding it for so long. Won't admit how overwhelming it is, but can't help but cling to Pap's ribs.

UT Papyrus: Worked himself up thinking it was going to hurt terribly, and the discomfort doesn't live up to the hype, so he takes it smooth and easy. Doesn't stop; finds the continued motion helps dull the slight pain.

UF Sans: It's a heat-of-the-moment thing, so neither of them are really thinking about it when Papyrus pushes him down, and he's surprised by just how much it hurts and ends up kicking Papyrus in the face. Thought lube was for quitters, so they don't have any, and he grumps around while waiting for Papyrus to get back from the store. Papyrus yells about the huge mess Sans makes using more than half the bottle all at once, but Sans snaps back, "shut the f☆ck up. what you gonna do, f☆ck me to death and use me like sawdust to clean it up?? friggin chad thunderc☆ck's out for blood over here, if he can't rip through your taint, he'll bludgeon you with his damn python." and squeezes out the rest of bottle just to be a shit. It still hurts like a motherf☆cker, of course, and Papyrus lets Sans beat on his chest to help distract from it. Says there's not going to be a next time, but changes his mind about half-way through the night.

UF Papyrus: Learned from the above disaster. Brags about how he, unlike Sans, is not going to waste half their night on something so trivial. Is pretty good about hiding his discomfort, and even tells Sans he was being dramatic that time. The banter is a good distraction from the fact that he's not quite f☆cking Sans stupid like he said he would. He'll make good on that promise next time.

US Sans: Doesn't expect it to hurt, so he goes at it with a little more gusto than he should. Very vocal. He pauses after the head, but he doesn't stop for long, not wanting to back down. Nothing he can't handle!!! Has to be told to slow down.

US Papyrus: Tries to play it cool, letting Sans take the lead, but he's actually really worried about it hurting. Tries to endure, but he curls away with a pained groan and worries Sans, who pulls back out. Papyrus ends up crying just a little from a mixture of pain, embarrassment and feeling like he's ruined the evening. He admits he had been looking forward to this, even though he was nervous. Sans calms him down, offers to stop or keep going. Gently works him open until they're snugly joined. (But I also just like to think of this Papyrus as delicate. (*pq′ー｀) He never fully adjusts to how girthy Sans is, so it always hurts at the start even with extensive prep. He learns to not mind it, and then enjoy it.)

SFR Sans: Sets the evening up as a very slow, sensual, teasing atmosphere. Tells Papyrus he isn't allowed to move. Distracts them both with kisses so neither of them are thinking too hard about how slowly he's working himself down. It actually hurts like a b☆tch, but he's glad to feel it. Glad they can share this.

SFR Papyrus: Takes it all in one go, slamming down, groans and comes immediately. It feels like something tore. He's crying. Sans, worried, asks what he should do, but he takes so long to answer. When he does, he just begs Sans to move. It hurts too much to move on his own, but he doesn't want to stop. He doesn't stop crying. It'd be less awkward if he could articulate that he likes how it hurts, but he's just too overwhelmed at the moment. He's sad that it'll never hurt that same way again.

SFP Sans: Most of the time is spent just looking at it. Snaps "DON'T RUSH ME!" when questioned. It's annoyance that gets him to actually do anything, but he needs to pause after a couple inches. He stalls once it's all in, not wanting to admit he needs time to adjust.

SFP Papyrus: Lets Sans do what he wants. Tries to cover up his wincing with complaints about Sans's lack of a delicate touch, but Sans goads an embarrassed admission out of him that it's his first time doing this.

FSG Sans: Sans had asked Papyrus to lead and planned to endure any pain for his brother's sake, just wanting him to feel good, but Papyrus refused, too worried that he'd hurt Sans even with instruction. Sans still largely sets aside his own discomfort, taking it a bit faster than is comfortable for the sake of assuring his brother he's fine.

FSG Papyrus: It's an all night process. He flinches away once it starts to hurt and needs a break. Sans keeps asking if he's sure he wants to do this, but he's determined. They eventually get him fully seated, but it's still too much to really work with, so they just sit still for the rest of the night. He's too sore to try again for a few days, and the next attempt goes about the same. Fourth time's the charm, and he apologizes for the trouble, but Sans assures him he's enjoyed simply being joined with him plenty enough.

HT Sans: Lets Papyrus do what he wants. A sharp inhale makes Papyrus stop, ask if he's alright, but Sans shortly just tells him to keep moving, that it's going to hurt no matter what anyway. Just do it. Papyrus tries to go slow anyway.

HT Papyrus: Is so enamored with the idea (and used to most things hurting) that he doesn't really notice it or let it slow him down.

UL Sans: He was begging Papyrus to take him anyway. He's not going to make him stop now. He cringes and groans loudly, and Papyrus tries to pull out, but Sans locks his legs around him and says it's fine; it's supposed to hurt. A little teary when he asks Papyrus to please keep moving.

UL Papyrus: Kind of regrets just going for it, but stopping part-way would hurt worse. 'Fights back' against the pain by bouncing harder. He'll have given himself a limp by tomorrow.

G Sans: Lays back and is super flippant about it. Pokes fun at Pap for putting so much effort into preparing him. Stops laughing when Pap nudges inside, whimpering a bit. When asked if he's okay, he tries really hard to play it off, says he was just trying to get a rise out of Pap since he cared so much. Papyrus sees through his bullsh☆t, kisses him sweetly, and kindly says he'll be more gentle. Sans grumbles to himself that Pap is way too suave, but he's putty in his hands already, wrapping his arms around his brother's neck and melting into how much tender care he's receiving.

G Papyrus: The only one of them to have used a reasonably sized toy first. Slowly acquainted himself with the sensation on his own so he wouldn't end up being the reason a nice evening needed to stop or pause. Sans is pretty salty about it since Pap made Sans's first into such a damn event.

~~~

US Sans (alternate): It doesn't hurt at all. Papy tragically has a pencil d☆ck. Since he takes it all at once, Papy expresses concern for him, and Sans has to make the snap decision on whether to be honest that he can hardly feel it or pretend in order to save Pap's ego. (If the truth ever comes out, Pap will be devastated, ask why Sans let it go on that long, and Sans responds "BUT YOU WERE SO CUTE, THRUSTING AWAY LIKE THAT. LIKE YOU WERE GETTING SOMEWHERE. IT WAS REALLY CUTE, PAPY." and like, it's not like he wasn't laughing at him, but it wasn't in a mean way, but it's difficult to get that across. For Sans, there's something endlessly endearing about Papyrus trying so hard but being unable to pleasure him. He's not sure what this k☆nk is.)

UF Sans (alternate): Wants it to hurt. He spends his life trying so hard to avoid getting hurt, and he knows Papyrus would never harm him. He wants to feel his brother safely break him. A wonderful pain that symbolizes their trust and love. He urges Papyrus onward, freely cringes and groans in pain, pulls Papyrus closer when he tries to pull away, begs him not to leave, to keep going.

[deepdreamnights]

Safari City Rocks (1987)

A Buzby-Spurlock show from my childhood that lasted for a single season, which got into syndication thanks to each episode being chopped up into three parts and served up as a single programming block with Milon's Secret Castle and old reruns of Arnie Dillo as "Arnie and Pals"

Sadly, much like Kidd Video, Safari City Rocks will likely never be seen in streaming releases due to music licensing.

You all should know this by now. It'sa Midge!

Prompt: a <animal species> anthro wearing 80s teenager clothing, < hero or villain>, high-tech lair in background, from 1985 cartoon animated series, Sunbow animation, TOEI and AKOM, in the style of 1 9 8 0s saturday morning cartoons, cel shade, animation still screencap, vhscore, in the style of Thundercates (1986) and Jem & the Hologramss

[quiverpaw]

my idea for the tiger and scourge idea is tiger and nightkit arent born together, and are half siblings through pinestar. night manages to join thunderc only because bluefur manages to convince tiger and thistle that she believes he’s related to pinestar. tiny is then named nightpaw and is raised as tigers brother, but tigerpaw hates nightpaw because he is a kittypet and in a particularly brutal fight nightpaw ends up in the medicine den. bluestar is nightscourge’s mentor.

it gets better when they become warriors, but night doesn’t forget what tiger did to him. tigerclaw kills bluefur and becomes leader, and makes nightscourge his deputy, but night still doesnt forgive him. he never tells tiger, but he lets his anger brew. when rustblaze joins thunderclan and alongside ravenpaw, sandstorm, dustfang, greystripe, and his sister fallfeather discover tigerstar’s murder of bluestar, and help rally thc to exile him, tigerstar leaves to shadowclan, who after reeling from duskpelt and brokenstar willingly take in the leader. now technically thunderclan has no way to have a nine lived leader, and shadowclan does.

nightscourge becomes leader, although not official, he never takes a star suffix and makes rustblaze his deputy. when tigerstar makes tigerclan, and asks nightscourge in his help, as they were blood, nightscourge rips tigerstar apart. blood is everything after all.

tigerclan fights back, but lionclan beats them with only a few casualties: fallfeather, whitestorm, and … nightscourge. darkstripe and blackfoot are the ones that kills the tom.

[spooky274]

So tired of the political bullshit so I just ordered my shirt.

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[audiovenue]

Back of Audioquest’s Niagara 7000 with the latest AC Mains cables. #audioquest #audioquestcables #niagara7000 #niagaramains #noisedissipation #audioquestmains #mainscable #aqthunder #aqtornado #stormseries #thundercable #hifiaccessories #tornadocable #accable #mainscable #powercable #hificables #hifi #audio #ealing #maidenhead #audiovenue #w5 #sl6 (at Audio Venue)

[zackmartin]

Phoebe and I will always be there for each other. Sisters are for life. 

[soni-dragon]

This ground that they’re walking ain’t cutting through this skin,

hunt down their prey, let the games begin 🔥

Here’s Phoebe! For the longest time I couldn’t decide between evil phoebe and hero phoebe but I wanted to stick to the fire & ice theme so here we are ^-^

[love-is-fiction]

Kira Kosarin and Jack Griffo had FAR too much chemistry to be playing twins on a kids show. I was young and couldn’t separate the actors from the characters but Nickelodeon was wrong for that 💀💀

[sunsetcurve]

more screencap redraws!! this time it’s the thunder twins because it’s come to my attention that i almost never draw them, despite loving them with my entire heart. also i’ve been on a thundermans kick lately and i miss their dynamic. 🥺

[thistlestripe]

YELLOWFANG ─ cryptic tortie. longhair. (ginger patch between eyes.)

[fuck-customers]

my manager was being a thunderc*nt today and got pissy with me because i was leaning on the counter and fixing my ankle brace. yknow. the thing i need to walk. she was like 'thats not what you get paid to do!!! it looks bad and lazy to the customers!!' like. bitch. i'm sure even the most assholish of customers would be like 'oh she's leaning on the counter she must be sore/tired. she's looking down she must be fixing her shoe/sock' like anyone with functioning brain cells would. she wouldnt even let me tell her that i was adjusting my fuckin mobility device she kept tutting and 'upupup'ing me so i jus shrugged and started pretending to do work. someone's getting a report filed against them lmao

[ink5age]

Do I need a caption here?

[audiovenue]

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