hello,, you can call me lenny, benny or kenny (or any other variations) and this is my sfw tiggle blog
INTERESTS AND MORE ABOUT ME ⬇️
I’m a ler leaning switch (HEAVY ler leaning but still a switch at heart) and i mostly post art or whatever else comes to my mind, upload schedule is super inconsistent lol
> I’m also asexual + sex-repulsed (so no nsfw here) and i have adhd
anyone can interact, but:
i may block blank blogs
if you have a k/ink or heavy nsfw account please don’t reblog to k/ink accounts or tag as fetish content
this is a safe space for minors but i rarely follow back anyone under 16 and i don’t dm any1 unless we’re friends!!
however i love receiving asks or comments or even just tags on my stuff, i like talking (i don’t bite, usually)
i plan on making an extended list for my interests but my current loves are as follows:
project hail mary (book and film) tf2, Saw franchise, slasher films, brba, linkin park, limp bizkit, house md, gorillaz, creepypasta, Deadpool, utdr, Star Wars, interstellar
here’s my dawgsona btw 🦴
this is also dumb but i really love energy drinks lol. c4, redbull, monster, ghost energy, rockstar. it’s kind of a genuine special interest of mine LMAO
i don’t bite so don’t be afraid to yap to me if we have sumthing in common. i have a lot of energy but i can be kinda awkward at times so im not the best with new people
okay so on a scale of 1-10 how much do you reccomend being in the sfw tk community..
I've been wanting to officially join for awhile, because ive been lurking for years and idk I just have so many thoughts that I need to share and I have a lot of fandoms I want to make content for since theyre kinda niche 😭😭 I need to feed the like 3 other people out there that might want it too
my only worries are A: people finding it (though ive gotten over that fear a little) and B: weirdos and creeps since im a teenager (though ill be an adult next year). I just idkkk im so stuck on it 😭 it also doesnt help that I have no outside support to get me to do it since I haven't told any of my friends about my little interest and probably never will (though there is one friend im considering telling because hes literally so nice and supportive of like everything I do ever)
I DUNNO IM SORRY IF THIS IS ANNOYING OR HARD TO ANSWER I JUST NEED AN OPINION BC IM ALONE ON THIS
hello,, maybe not the best person to come to for advice but I’m happy you’re here!!
niche fandom content is literally keeping everyone alive like me personally i have so much appreciation for people who make stuff for media that only has maybe a few other fans interested in tk-related stuff, because even when you had no one to back you up you still made something and that’s one of the coolest things ever to me
and in my experience the community has been really really awesome.. i was in middle school when i first found out about it but since then ive grown as a person and ive met some really awesome people/mutuals who’ve become some really great friends to me, and honestly enjoying the content is one of the things i enjoy most :,) just fun and good vibes here as long as you take care of yourself (stay away from the creeps!!)
so i guess that’s my advice. apologies not needed btw!! always welcome here
Hello Everyone! As promised I have another PHM fic for you all to enjoy! Consider it a follow up to the previous fic I made “How to teach and Eridian” Oh and you know the poll I did? I sort of lied…because I liked both ideas so much. And a lot of you did…BOTH prompts are in this single fic! I hope you all enjoy it!
CW: Mentions of Alcohol
Switch! Rocky and Grace
Word Count: 3000+
Ryland Grace floated around the Hail Mary with a straw in the corner of his mouth, leading to a bag of vodka. He hadn’t been drunk in a hot minute and needed something to feel a little less like himself. It was certainly a problem he had but at least some form of way to taste something nice and forget stuff for a bit. Be a little happier despite all that was going on around him. Making his way into the screening room where Rocky was staring at the screen surrounding him. What played was one of those videos you play for cats with ocean sounds in the background. All sorts of fish swim by, sharks, sea turtles. Something grace had taught the little Eridian not too long ago and seemed to have formed quite the likeness towards. Something so pure and majestic he could just watch for hours…almost seemed to have beat the tape measure.
Anti-Gravity had now been turned off to Grace’s request by Mary as he slunk to the floor. Awkwardly landing on his feet, waltzing over to his friend and sitting down beside him. Leaning his right arm against the xenonite ball. A bit wobbly from the amount of alcohol consumption but still functioning smoothly. He never let himself go that bad…well…most of the time.
“Hey Rock, what's got you watching this?”
Said alien chirped in delight at the sound of Grace’s voice, reaching an arm of his out from the mesh of his ball to hold onto his friend’s arm.
“Hello Grace! Rocky wanted to watch calm video. Rocky like fish.”
Grace smiled softly at his friend's words. Patting the top of the ball with his palm and setting down the bag of vodka.
“Do you have a favorite bud? Mine’s the manatee but if we are talking about actual fish. Then I really like basking sharks…such interesting creatures.”
“Grace has a dumb taste. Spider crab is an obvious choice.”
Grace snickered at that.
“Pfff, whahat? Why would you say that?”
The Erdian seemed to raise his claws up into the air. Letting go of grace and pinching his appendages in the air similar to how a crab would.
“Great big creature with many arm scary! Rocky look like this! Rocky very big. Very strong. Like spider crab.”
Grace couldn’t help but chortle and shake his head at the thought. He remembered now that Rocky had taken an interest in all things with many appendages like him. The giant squid, octopus, all sorts of crabs, spiders and such…If only he could see and understand what color was. Then he would really have his little rock mind blown.
“Whatever you say buddy.”
“Yes Rocky say yes, Rocky smart yes yes.” As Rocky spoke his arms pushed through the mesh of his xenonite ball, briefly going to reach up and skitter against the side of Grace’s neck. Making the poor guy squeal and squish his shoulders up to his ears. Quickly glaring at his friend and playfully giving him a push.
“Rohocky!”
The Eridian chirped and trilled at his friend. He loved the sweet sounds that came from his favorite human when he tickled him.
It had been several days since the little Eridian had learned what exactly tickling was. It was such an interesting and endearing concept to him. Something so simple made his friend laugh and smile so brightly just by touching him…He couldn’t help but chirp at the thought. Rocky had turned it into a normal thing to now sneak in a tickle or two while the teacher worked or was bantering. Always seeming to jerk out a new reaction from the man that always seemed to make the tips of his ears glow a warm shade of red. That be a snort, a squeal, a shriek. Whatever it was, it was something that swelled the Eridian's heart. That is if he even had a heart….You get the point
However Rocky couldn’t help but start to wonder something about himself after the events with Grace…Was he ticklish? As in himself…Something he would begin to ponder about for a few days…He tried doing what he did to Grace to himself but it didn’t seem to work. Maybe leaky blob humans are just far more sensitive than any other species…who knew. The Eridan was never shy of an experiment, however. All he had to do was ask his friend! Right?
A few days had passed before Rocky began to act on his thoughts. Finding Grace in the laboratory. His eyes fixated through a microscope, performing experiments on taumoeba. Adjusting the lenses as seen fit and squinting to try and notice any changes. The man hadn’t been seeming to sleep much at all recently. In the past three days Rocky had only watched him sleep one time…Grace was running himself dry. Nothing coffee couldn't fix. He eventually brought a pause to his work however as the Eridian rolled his way to be close to his friend.
“Hey, buddy! I unfortunately haven’t made any progress on well…anything today. So if you’re looking for further information I don’t have any”-
He was cut off.
“Can Grace tickle Rocky question?”
The rest of what Grace was going to stay immediately paused at the tip of his tongue. Processing what the Erdian just asked of him. First furrowing his eyebrows. Then leaning back in his chair. Eventually, a soft smile spread across his face.
“Wait wait wait. Whahat do you want?”
“Grace ask dumb question.” Rocky twittered and pointed at Grace. “Rocky ask Grace to tickle Rocky. Rocky want answer.” ‘
Now this was something that Grace didn’t necessarily expect the alien to ask of him. And yet he couldn’t help but hope he eventually was going to ask him. A small smirk spread across his lips. Pushing his glasses up upon his nose.
“How can I say no to something like that? Comere big guy.”
Grace got down onto the floor and sat upright on his knees. Arms open enough for Rocky to come towards him. Completely oblivious to what was about to happen.
“Not hurt right? Question…”
Ryland shook his head giving the side of the xenonite ball a pat.
“Noho no of course bro, buddy. Yknow hugging right?”
“Long thing that goes too long that Grace also like? Question…” Rocky deadpanned.
“Well- yes that. Think of it like that but added with a bit of extra. Just tell me to stop whenever you need me to, pal.”
Rocky was a bit skeptical, but he trusted Grace. Allowing the man to bring his hands through the mesh of Rocky’s protective ball. The texture was something familiar to dish gloves for Grace. He hated doing the dishes. Especially when soggy food got under his fingernails. The thought was enough to make him gag. But his fingers simply rested on the from appendages of the Erdian. Rubbing his thumbs along the rough surface. It wasn’t enough to cut him however. The xenonite blocked anything that could actually hurt him. But it did make his palms a bit warm. It was almost nice.
“You ready pal?”
Rocky chirped a yes, giving Grace the go. “What Rocky supposed to do? Que”-
Before Rocky could finish Graces fingers gently scratched experimentally at the top of Rocky’s back. Tracing his fingertips along the cracks and crevices. Rocky was genuinely so surprised he darted to the corner of his xenonite ball with a high pitched shrill. Almost sounding like a dolphin.. Not running away considering graces arms were still through the mesh. If he did so he was prone to hurting his friend. Grace couldn’t help but worry he scared his friend or started too quickly.
“WHAT WAS THAT QUESTION?!?”
“Thahats what tickling is buddy! I’m sorry did I scare you?”
Rocky came out from the corner and back to his friend. His little claws gently holding onto An his friends wrists. Putting them back on the top of him. The act alone was enough to make a FAT grin draw across Grace‘s face.
“No. Statement. Rocky does not get scared.”
“You sure about that, pal?” Grace chuckled softly.
Continuing the little experiment with his alien buddy. Gently tracing the little bumps along Rocky’s topside. Little chirps and tweets coming from said Eridian that didn’t seem to be translated. This was certainly his form of laughter….
“Who would have thought that Erdians could be tihicklish…this is really cute buddy.”
“Rocky not cute statement! ᯓ𝄞 ˎˊ˗ ♬⋆.˚!!”
“Yeah you are, pal.”
Grace traveled his tickling down the sides of his friend. Noticing, however, that Rocky’s assumed ‘laughter’ seemed to deminish…So Eridians have tickle spots like humans too.
“Why not work question?” Rocky disappointingly drooped.
“Well…As humans people have different places that are more…sensitive. Like I’ve told you, usually in protected places…maybe you’re similar…” Grace hummed.
“Grace ticklish everywhere statement.”
The straight up thought made Grace look off to the side. “Y-Yeah wehell…T-that’s different…”
“It is not.” Rocky twittered cheekily….was Rocky provoking the scientist?
“Yohou little- alright pal you’re just asking for it now.”
The Eridian chirped at the sudden fluttering of Grace’s fingers underneath his front two appendages. What would be considered his underarm, the joint of his body to his ball and socket would be. Not clamping his arms down however. Not wanting to pinch the man’s fingers.
“Feel funny-‧₊˚♪𝄞࿐₊˚⊹ statement! ‧₊ ♪˚⊹”
Rocky tapped one of his feet onto the ground, curling up like a cat and loafing around Grace’s hands. The man simply followed Rocky. Keeping his touches as feather light as he could. Not wanting to overwhelm his friend. Rocky was enjoying himself quite a bit. He wasn’t entirely sure about this concept before but it sure was interesting to him. Human culture is so interesting…
“Yeahhhh that’s how it is, bud! It’s completely harmless. Are you sure you're still okay with this?” He asked Rocky.
“No worry Grace! ˖ ݁♬⋆.˚𝄞༄࿐༘⋆ Can keep going statement!”
His playful attributes travelling to trace the under sides of the alien. An even higher pitched noise coming from the Eridian. Swatting one of his paws at Grace and using another to hold onto the human’s wrist. Almost in a way acting like a puppy getting its belly scratched. It was so endearing to see… Especially for Grace. He himself was very much enjoying himself. Smile wide, biting his lower lip just enough. Glasses slightly off his ears. His heart swelled with affection for his dear friend.
“I wonder if…” The teacher paused for just a moment.
Giving Rocky a bit of time to recover before taking one of his paws in his hands. His arms are still inside the xenonite ball. Such a shame that such material had to separate the two…Really limited the tactics he could have used…He wished he could teach Rocky what a ‘raspberry’ was. (No not the actual fruit…You reader. Yes you. Know what I’m referring to. Ticklehead) But the two different types of environments they could be in really limited that. Grace gently began to poke and prod around the place Rocky's fingertips had a crevice to his palm. A slight and yet genuine twitter and tweet coming from the rock.
“Nohow THIS is sweet. Your little paws are sensitive.” Rocky couldn’t resist closing his paws around Grace’s fingers. Holding his friend's hand and shaking up and down just a bit from all his chittering. The astro(not) adjusted his glasses on his face. Letting go of Rocky’s paw and pulling his arms from the xenonite ball’s mesh. Sitting criss-cross now from his friend.
“Glad you seemed to enjoy yourself pal.”
“I like ! Repay Grace statement.” Rocky rolled slowly towards his friend.
Grace's big smile shifted…his eyebrows changed his expression. One of now…nervous worry, Processing what Rocky said. Slowly standing up and backing away towards the door. Rocky followed close.
“R-Rocky…dohon’t….”
The alien raised his claws up into the air quickly picking up the pace to match Grace’s backwards walking.
“Rocky tickle Grace now! Thanking friend and run experiement!”
Grace quickly turned around and began to bolt out of the laboratory for anywhere to hide. As fast as he could however…considering how exhausted he was. His body was finally starting to feel the effects. Crap. Rocky being close behind and quickly catching speed. The man nearly fell due to the fact he wasn’t wearing shoes and his socks made his friction on the floor being far less than with shoes. Catching himself on the wall sliding into a nearby room. He hadn’t really thought out this plan well..Rocky was incredibly fast and had intense hearing…He eventually was going to catch up and find him. Maybe secretly that's what he wanted. Rocky was so gentle with him all the time, and affectionate. He wouldn’t mind it in the slightest. After all, it made him and Rocky both happy. As he was lost in thought however, he didn’t notice his friend in the doorway to the room. Grace had practically trapped himself in his bedroom now with Rocky at the entrance.
“Hey Grace!” He rolled closer to his friend.
“Uhhh…H-Hihi Rohocky…” He waved towards the Eridian, slumping to the floor in the middle of his room. Accepting his fate.
“Rocky want to help Grace relax. Rocky know how statement. And Rocky wants to try things!”
Grace began to curl his knees up to his chest. Hugging them as the Eridians sat right in front of him.
“I-I don’t think that’s necessary pahal…” Rocky pushed his from appendages out of his protective hamster ball. Tapping at Grace's arms as a way to ask the man to let go of his legs and instead hold onto him. With a sigh, the man obliged. Holding onto the ball and wrapping his legs around it. His shoulders scrunched tight and up against his ears.
“Just be soft alright bud?”
“Rocky understands.”
Grace’s nose scrunched up as his expression turned into a wobbly smile. The slowness of Rocky's arms wrapping around his sides and resting on his back filled the anticipatory feeling inside his chest. Rocky remembered the first place Grace had tickled him. Imitating the same place now on Grace. His fingers gently began to trace and flitter across the teacher's back. Dragging up and down his spine as well. An almost immediate mouse-like squeak coming from him.
“EEE! R-Rohocky! Oho goodnehess!”
Grace tried to wiggle and squirm from his friend arching his back just a little bit even though it did literally no good. Squealing as Rocky experimentally scratched underneath his shoulder blades.
“GYEHahaha! *squeak* W-wahait nahat there R-Rohock!”
“Grace so noisy statement” The alien chittered and gently stayed at that spot.
Grace tapped his feet on the floor and squirmed a bit against Rocky’s tickling. Pressing his forehead against the xenonite and letting his soft genuine laughs spill from his lips.
“Ihi cahan’t help it buhud!” He hiccuped.
Rocky couldn’t help but think again…He learned that his sides weren’t ticklish and he already knew that Grace’s were so there was no need for experimenting there. He already had his answer there. He also knew just how ticklish the man's underarms and stomach were. But a little time in those spots wouldn’t be a waste in the slightest. With a few more pokes and prods against Grace’s back the tickling traveled down and across the human's belly. Sliding his paws underneath his shirt and pinching at the soft skin. Grace immediately bit down on his lip, squeezing his eyes tightly and holding in his laugh. His cheeks puffing out.
“Why Grace not laugh question?”
Rocky was confused. Maybe human spots change over time? He instead changed his methods. Gently skittering his fingers against the lowermost part of the man’s belly. Causing Grace’s protest not to last very long as he erupted into adorable laughter.
“PfffHYAHA! *snort* NahaAHAHA!”
He sucked his belly in to try and protect himself from Rocky’s tickling fingertips. You would think he would have learned by now that it does literally nothing. But alas.
“Rocky fix Grace laugh statement!” The alien enthusiastically trilled and dragged his curled paws up and down the sides of Grace’s belly.
The man’s shoulders shook as he let go of the xenonite ball. Lightly pushing with little effort against Rocky. Being given the grace of a break however as rocky pulled his paws out from under the man’s shirt. Patting his sides. Before asking an interesting question.
“Can Rocky see Grace hand question?”
After rubbing his cheek with a bit of confusion he agreed. Resting one hand on his tummy, rubbing out the butterflies that fluttered within. Giving the other to Rocky.
“Why do you need my hand?”-
The Eridian gently held Grace’s wrist with one hand and used the other to gently circle a singular finger along the man’s palm. Tracing the creases and soft padding.
“Gyeheh H-hehey buhuddy!”
“Grace very ticklish statement.”
Grace curled up around himself the very best he could. Lots of giggles coming from the man as his hands were tickled oh so softly. He didn’t even know his hands were ticklish. He wasn’t surprised however. Like Rocky stated very clearly and despite how flustering it was. He was a very ticklish individual.
Not too long after Rocky ceased his gentle and playful actions. Closing up graces fingers into a fist and giving his hand back.
“Rocky done statement. Eridian and Humans share ticklish areas.”
Grace sighed as he hugged himself around his mid section.
“Must you hahave to p-pohoint it out?”
“Yes.”
Grace shook his head, catching his breath. Using Rocky’s ball to help push himself up and walk towards his bed. Rocky follows close behind to prepare to watch him sleep.
Rocky helped push Grace up into the bedding. Pulling the blanket across the man. His arm dangling off the side of it for Rocky to hold onto. Laying down next to the bed, loafing like a cat.
“Thanks buddy…”
“Ill be here when you wake, Grace.”
Not long after Rocky said those words he was out like a light. Proceeding to sleep for 18 hours…He needed it anyway.
first three groups of screenshots were all found in the anti proship tags.
last one highlighted for emphasis. why do proshippers act like they are oppressed 😒 and the anti is right. you cant break your own boundaries especially after your boundaries were broken by someone else first. but i suppose if you are used to breaking boundaries without a care in the world then it all means nothing to you.
keeps equating being proship with being smarter 😒 you wish. i get the feeling that pissratee was mad bcuz this anti is older than her. proshippers usually hate when antis are older than them bc it proves it is not the "mature" side.
the anti here is a minor. why harass a kid, pissratee? as an adult you should have blocked them first. it is the responsible thing to do. i am an adult too and if a minor did not want me to interact for any reason i would block to respect their choice. having beef against a kid is weird.
also defended AO3 hosting rpf of real kids. i also added proof of AO3 allowing it bcuz i know some people won't believe me. pissratee's reblog is still there, see for yourself. makes the harassing kids thing seem more creepy. why defend smut involving real kids?
rpf smut is harassment regardless of what AO3 claims. just bc something is technically not illegal does not make it ok! defending written nsfw of real kids makes you look like a creep.
other accounts are
jellee-sandwich
leffee
justthescout
avoid engaging with this user
do not harass them or send threats or anything
block their accounts and move on
and pissratee i dont wish death or anything like that on you. if anyone sends threats i do not claim those people and they should be ashamed of themselves for doing that. i am serious.
i just want you to stop harassing people and to understand why what you are doing is harmful. and since you did not want to listen to any of us before, you left no choice but for me to say something.
even if tf2 is violent i do not want this fandom to be unsafe for kids and for victims of grooming. and you harassing people who may be survivors because they spoke up about the abuse proshippers perform and normalize? it shows a lot about you and none of it is positive.
i hope you get better but as it stands nobody has to be around you if they do not want to. it should be a wake up call that people would rather not talk to you face to face.
you ignored a valid response from someone out of spite. read the submission. they are right. you are just too stubborn to admit you might have been wrong. the anon practiced media literacy, i suggest you try the same.
i saw more. i will hide it under a cut this time because the original post is long enough already, and because this is even more disgusting.to give context, pissratee was interacting with a victim who was affected by fictional pedophilic material so badly that they experience unwanted arousal. this individual is in therapy for it and simply does not want what happened to them to occur to anyone else.
what angered me is this response:
"whether those pedophiles saw proship stuff or not they would still be pedophiles"
the op was DIRECTLY AFFECTED BY FICTIONAL MATERIAL. they likely would not suffer from pedophilic thoughts if not for it. AND PISSRATEE DISMISSED THEM.
i will include the rest of the conversation. notice how pissratee doesn't refute the accusation of being a pedophile. combined with defending AO3 hosting rpf of real children as seen in my original post, this is even more alarming.
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