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if I don't post something soon, I may or may not have been locked from my account cause I don't know my password and don't know if that's needed to log in..

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side blog possiblayy

i might just make a side blog, for like, the TK community, and that might be my most active account but like, it depends, cause I'm not sure I can make a new account with the same email, I COULD use ,y phone but It might take a while to set up...anyway, just a maybe

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i mean I already saw these two as a good dou, but this makes things even better >:) would anyone be interested in some..uhh sad metal stories? :D

by the way theyre important to me. since ummm like 11 am today

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TK head cannons of trophy, cause I'm currently obsessed with him in the TK community

LER:

is definitely a rough ler, barely any soft tickles, bro will DESTROY YOU

bro is just too good with his words, always knows the right teases. you will be flushed while begging for mercy from this guy.

usually tickles you for revenge or because you were being "annoying"

definitely is the type to go to far. like he stops, when HE says you have had enough.

doesn't use tickle tools, feels a little to impersonal. he likes a very hands-on approach.

usually goes after cheesy, cause GODDAMN THOSE DISGRACEFUL PUNS-

though of course, once he finds out knife is ticklish too, he will be CRUSHING the competition with cackles.

he is very strong, so trying to squirm your way free is practically wasting your time. like pulling out a nail with your fingers.

LEE:

i know y'all were waiting for this one ;)

definitely not the most ticklish in the hotel, but then again, he is more tickle spot then body so-

he is the type to fake his laughter, but once you hear that genuine sweet, young, laughter, it's like going to Disney land for the first time again. (for those who haven't gone, basically just expirance something great again.)

dosen't usually snort, and its extremely rare to hear him squeal, but when he is close to his breaking point, he starts to hiccup..BADLY. to the point where his hiccups are more disruptive then his laughter. and he probably doesn't stop until like 7 minutes or less, even after it's over.

only a few people know about this, and he tries his best to keep it a secret. as far as the II tickle lore in my book goes, so far only, paintbrush, soap, cheesy, and fan knows about this.

technically he is a switch, but he leans more onto ler (despite me only imaging stories where he is the Lee lol-) because he dosen't usually enjoy it. its only enjoyable when he is in a mood for it, and very much depend on who is doing it.

ironic enough, despite him not liking to use tickle tools, he is actually pretty weak to them, though he is HUGELY weak to feathers. a simple giggle spot could get him cackling in seconds with those things.

he is very squirmy,it's like trying to ride an electrical bull. so unless you're stronger than him, better hope you're good at holding on!

for anyone who is curious, his bad spots tend to be, his stomach and especially his underarms (armpits..but I guess underarms too!). and his toes.

unsurprisingly, a lot of times when HE is getting tickled, it's usually also for revenge.

clearing from that, you can possibly understand what I more enjoy to see trophy as hehe..

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trophbrrush QPR Oneshots cause why not?

trophy and paintbrush go on a QPR date-- WHAT WHO SAID THAT?

Paintbrush walks through the forest with a backpack on their back. They sighed. why did their partner choose  to have a date so far into the forest? their legs felt like jeLlo. Paintbrush was currently on a Queerplatonic date with their partner, trophy. it was unfortunately trophy's turn to pick a date place, and of course he chooses to hang out in the middle of the forest. how on earth were they meant to go back to the hotel when this is over?  it's so thick and dense in here, they might as well go camping because it might take a few days to get back. 

paintbrush jumped over a few rocks and finally found a clearing. a clearing with trophy leaning on a tree with his camera and a basket in both hands. " what took you so long PB'n'J? " trophy asked, bouncing his camera on his hand. " well there was no map, and I was left ALONE to find this place, no kidding.." paintbrush responded, their tired eyes glaring at trophy. "oh, right..forgot you didn't know this place as good as me..oops! well anyway, did you bring the blanket?" trophy asked, moving on quickly.

Paintbrush let out a soft annoyed smile. "of course, I am NOT sitting on that musty ground. " they answered, taking out a red and blue blanket from their backpack. the laid the blanket on the ground, as trophy open the basket. "I get that you're not to much of a fan being out here, but  trust, just a single minute and you'll see why I love this place!" trophy explained, now sitting down. paintbrush joined him. 

"whatever you say honey." paintbrush simply replied. the rest of the date went well, paintbrush got to eat some delicious pasta made by the amazing cook himself. while said cook, chowed down on a microwaved pizza bagel. paintbrush at the time laughed, how could someone whose so great at cooking, enjoy something as simple as something literally microwaved? 

as the sun was merely a few hours from setting, trophy decided to spend their last moments with some photos.  "just a little thing between me and you pal!" trophy said now walking through the forage of the forest. "try not to walk too fast! I still don't know my way around here.." paintbrush sighed, trying to ignore the scratches as their head unwillingly smacks against every branch know to mankind. 

"stop!" trophy whispered yelled, paintbrush soon stopped in their tracks. "what?" paintbrush whispered back. paintbrush knew there was no point in asking such a thing, usually in a moment like this, they've stopped because something magnificent that needed its own personal picture was caught in trophy's gaze. 

trophy ignored paintbrush and slowly brought his camera to his face. paintbrush knelt down and saw a deer eating some yellow daisies, with the sun glimmering down. the sight was indeed beautiful.  paintbrush smiled, trophy was so good with sight, no matter what it is, trophy always knows what looks good and what doesn't. fashion? he could tell. cooking? do they even need to answer? jokes? never failed to tell a good one, though he doesn't say them all the time. painting? could do it with one eye close.

trophy's preferences were always perfect, maybe that's how it is just to paintbrush, but it truly is. a small SNAP! was heard and the deer was off. trophy showed the picture to paintbrush. as clear as clean glass. thanks to the deers delayed reaction, the picture was the same as how the deer looked before it left. "awesome!" trophy sighed happily. 

"how about some still-life next? " paintbrush asked, hoping for a selfie to totally perfect the platonic date. " still-life? the forest is anything but still dude!" trophy laughed shaking his head. trophy then looked at paintbrush confused. "you're serious?" . "as serious as a business man about to get a promotion. " paintbrush explained, shrugging. they then took the camera out of trophy's hand and held it up high. "wha-" before trophy could finish he was pushed closer to paintbrush. 

paintbrush hand around trophy's waist, holding onto him tight. "oh..OH! still-life! cause we can be still for a photo!" trophy spoke. realizing what paintbrush wanted. "heh, yeah! now pose dummy!" paintbrush laughed rolling their eyes.  trophy smiled and made little devil horns out of his fingers. both on the side of his head. paintbrush let their tounge out. 

SNAP! another photo was taken. Trophy laughed at how the photo look, not only was their poses amusing but the terrible image quality was hysterical too. the camera had motion blur despite both of them being still, it was a bit foggy too. "well, unlike you, I'm not the best at taking photos.." paintbrush sighed, as embarrassment filled them up. they could feel faint heat from their cheeks. 

"I can tell! leave it up to the professionals will you?" trophy sighed happily, taking his camera back." definitely...let's head back now, the sky is already orange!" paintbrush agreed. "of course! follow me!" trophy said proudly. the two picked up their things and started heading back to the hotel. what a lovely day it was. 

hooray :D (BTW QPR= queerplatonic relationship)

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Unfinished TK story

(this is unfinish and I'm not sure if I even want to finish but if you guys like it enough then sure!)

It was a normal day at OJ’s hotel, well..as normal as normal can get in this place. Soap sat on the chair in the 5th quad, the quad she lived in. A quad was a big room with a kitchen and a living room. One closet, and four doors leading to different rooms usually shared by two people.

Soap was currently looking over in astonishment over how well she cleaned the place. It was so spotless it was shining! She was so happy with what she has done, though she is aware she has a lot more to do. Her job as the hotel janitor means she has to clean the entire place. But she has enough time to take in her wonderful work. 

She soon hears the sound of footsteps walking into the quad. A familiar voice laughing about something. As the figure walked from the doorway, it was clear now who it was.Trophy. 

Trophy was drinking Orange juice, ironic for the fact that the hotel owner was a literal  cup of orange juice.Soap silently hopes that trophy wasn’t drinking that around Oj.  trophy practically sucks the life out of that thing as he walks over to the quad’s kitchen. 

He was about to throw the juice box in the  trash, but suddenly looked at soap. 

Soap watched confused, what was he– 

Before soap could say anything, trophy rolled his eyes and plopped the juice box on the ground. An orangey liquid spills from the small cardboard rectangle. Soap could feel anger bubble up in her as she glared at trophy shocked. Trophy mumbled something and walked back down the stairs.

Soap was completely flabbergasted, why would trophy do such a thing? Nevermind, she knew, it was because he was a cocky prick. Soap was mad, she picked up her mop, grabbed the juice box, and started cleaning. 

She wasn’t totally mad but she was greatly annoyed. She doesn’t want to hurt trophy, god knows she could try, but she still knew that this can’t go unpunished. Why would she ever let any bad behavior go unpunished? But what could she do? Simply what could she do?

Then a friendly yet deadly idea came to mind, something that wouldn’t hurt, but could cause great regret. 

A sly grin grew upon her face as she grabbed a feather duster from her basket of cleaning supplies. But heavens no, she was NOT going to be using that feather duster for cleaning.

(Pov Switch)

Trophy sat in his room scrolling through his phone, boredom weighed on him greater than any weight could. Not even a ton of  bricks could hit harder. 

As he sat tired and bored on his bed, a slight creak came from his door. Trophy looks confused, “hello?” he mumbles, placing his phone on his nightstand. The door creaks open further, but he couldn’t see who it was. “This isn’t funny…” he spoke, rolling his eyes at whoever may lay at his door. To his surprise the door immediately  swung open, a very innocent looking pink soap dispenser was looking at him with a gleeful smile, and her hands hiding something behind her back.

“Soap? What do you want..?”trophy asked, sitting up. Soap looked around before laying her eyes once again onto trophy. 

“Ooh~ Nothing~! I just wanted to talk is all!” soap explained, bouncing up and down on her legs. “About what?” trophy asked annoyed. Although he was bored, he also wasn’t really in the mood to be talking to some loser chick like soap.

“Oh! Just wanted to see if..you would be willing to apologize?” soap asked, walking a bit closer to trophy. “To what?” trophy asked, tilting his head a little. “To the fact that you RUINED my perfectly clean floors, that i JUST cleaned.” soap complained, taking a step closer. Still holding something tight behind her back. 

“I’m not apologizing for something as stupid as that! What's the big deal anyway? I thought you liked  cleaning!” trophy said, waving her off with his hand. 

“Erm- i like cleaning because i HATE DIRTINESS! How could you even do that to me? You even looked at me straight in my face as you did it!” trophy just stared at the fuming soap bottle blankly. He could really care less,  what's a cleaning hog like her going to do anyway? 

“Why don’t you little maid-self stop complaining and go wash the bathroom i guess? It IS your job anyway..” trophy commented, rolling his eyes. 

Soap eyes widened, as a small grin came across her face. Trophy raised a brow, what was she up to this time? “Fine! Suit yourself.” she sighed, shrugging her shoulders. “Then you wouldn’t mind if I did this!” soap continued, winking at trophy.  “Tch! Do wha-” trophy was cut off as soap pounced, she jumped on top of him and used her free hand to push on trophy’s chest, he was stuck. From what trophy could see, was a feather duster held high and mighty above him, though he could have never guessed what was supposed to come next. 

“WHAT!? W-WHAT ARE YO-” 

Trophy tried to scream but something stopped him in his tracks. A sensation, a weird sensation, completely took over. The corner of his mouth tugged upwards, and suddenly it was difficult not to crack a smile. Soaps feather duster fell down and rested on his stomach. Although it was unmoving, trophy’s twitches and slight movements gave off the same effect, and it was unbearable.  

“Ahaw! I'm not even moving it and you're still such a giggly mess!”

Soap giggled, causing trophy to slowly shake his head. His gritted teeth let out small deep giggles here and there. 

The many feathers twitching at any and every direction was 

Really doing a number on trophy. Every second he was closer to exploding with laughter. 

Maybe he should’ve just sucked it up and apologized…

(POV switch…again)

It truly was adorable, the situation soap was in. Trophy’s giggles were amazing, she would listen to it everyday if she could. “Does it really bother you that bad? I wonder how bad it could be if I did this!” soap asked, with a playful smile. She then made her move, slowly swishing the feather duster to the left and to the right. Apparently that was enough because the laughter finally flowed out of trophy, the sound of kiddish laughter exploding all in her face. It sounded like a 12 year old boy, and soap was loving it. It was too cute!  Trophy’s hands traveled down his body and grabbed onto soap's hand that was holding him down, but it did nothing to alter her attack. Soap mentally laughs at the weak attempt at stopping her. 

Soap starts swishing the feather duster faster, causing more laughter to escape the prison of trophy’s mouth. “ACK! AHAHAHAGA! S-SOAP! ST-STAHAP!” 

(and that's it uhhhh -)

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uhhhhh hi again?

im sorta back? yippie?

(on my computer btw so not a lot of art and when you do get it it's pretty crappy)

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Basically a ask mepad thingie but based of my new au the difference between you and I.

Though depending on the ask you may not get the full story so I recommend go to my account (demonkitty_studio) this au is still fresh and new so there is only one chapter up know. (Also forgot to mention, the account with the story is on wattpad.)

But yeah just ask mepad stuff and of course you can use magic anon to do stuff (exp. Magic anon, you are now a Disney princess for five ask) how ever many ask is until the magic stops, is well, how long the magic last. Anywho there is the usual rules like no NSFW no flirting or something werid. See y’all later!

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Hey. Guys sorry for the hold up, I forgot that pride month was during June but I’m glad I got this in on the last day (I think, google better not be lying to me..or my memory) here is my pride month art for inanimate insanity!

Couple things to note, 1. Everyone other than paintbrush and lightbulb is a head cannon and is NOT cannon, I don’t think anyway. 2. The second flat on trophy’s pole is the bi-gender flag, I used a different one than the more popular one because apparently the more used one has a problematic creator. I just wanted to be on the safe side just in case someone finds it offensive for using it!

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5 posts!

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“ Omg thank you so much, I can’t reply cause the email verification thing is broken”

“And just for that, some mepad doodles :3”

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lil’ cutie :3

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These two lovely les-beings are having a tea party!!!

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Here is a sad taco edit that I am really proud of :)

How is it?

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Hey yall, I’m new to this here tumbler thought this is my what?3rd account now? Anywho here so some appleradio/radioapple you animals