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HEADCANONS #4 / 5
i kind of imagine having just 2 teeth is bothersome when it comes to eating solid food (y'know , not blood) so maybe non-violent vampires adapted that way
and when it comes to Bert and Ernie ? I am not the only one who thinks that way , am I ?
HEADCANON #3
Just recovered from a cold , I am back on the creative grind
@sweet-kiwi-bird ask and ye shall receive
send me your Sesame Street / Muppet headcanons , I 'll draw them
that shit is based on one of my very old fics that I never ended up posting on Tumblr
maybe I should
FOR FUCKS SAKE
I love feeling my body shutting down after doing sport just a little bit too intensely or eating my meal later than I anticipated
I miss having a functioning pancreas.
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Uwielbiam uczucie mojego organizmu , dosłownie , wyłączającego się z gry po zbyt intensywnym uprawianiu sportu albo zjedzeniu posiłku później niż planowałam
Tęsknię za w pełni funkcjonującą trzustką
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Oto Tabaluga , dzielny Tabaluga
Skrawek dzieciństwa : ODZYSKANY
And last . but not least , MEEM
At thirst I thought of a pegasus but he needed some edge
A semi-vampire bat pony it is
I just had to make Pyro a dragon , it made too much sense
And the beloved Piss-throwing man (or honse)
another chapter in the MLP saga
Demo is a Kirin for anybody asking
Double pony
Almost done
Meem doodle done on msPaint
Zrobiłam typa w pół godziny na Microsoft Paintcie
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done in 30 minutes on msPaint
Meem
NEED A HAND ? (Science party + Pyro)
Engineer pushed the door forward , it's paint and acrylic varnish scratched off. They squeaked strongly as they opened. The sound dug into the man's inner ears and it made him grimace.
-*Oof* I'll have to give them hinges some good oili'n later. - he murmured.
The workshop of his needed some cleaning up overall. Tools and spare parts and scrap metal littered the big , ebony worktable. Dell pulled the curtains apart in order to let some daylight in. He smiled , feeling the rays of orangey sunlight hit his face. Maybe the mess should really be referred to as an artistic disarray ?
It could be inspirational.
Engie hummed something while digging through the contents of the wooden chest , which is where he kept all different kinds of gizmos and doodads. He took out some blueprints , old ones that he didn't have much of an opportunity to figure out , finalize and bring to life. His mind trailed off into the land of wonders and notions. Dell got so engrosed in his work that he failed to hear the *creak* of the opening door. With how jaded those hinges were , it was surprising he didn't catch it. Somebody's hand rested on his shoulder and by the way it was tender and chilly to the touch , the Texan didn't need to hear the voice of it's owner.
-Howdy , Sawbones. - Engineer greeted the fellow scientist.
Herbert smiled softly at the familiar nickname.
-Hello , Cowboy. I scared you , didn't I ?
Engineer rose from his seat , which was a small , wheeled stool. He got rewarded with a smooch from his partner.
-Of course , Luddy. You are the most terrifyin' fella around these parts. - the bald man giggled.
-I beg to differ. Have you seen yourself without your morning coffee , mein Lieber ? - Ludwig shot straight back.
-Touché - Dell bit down on his lip to that.
Medic nuzzled closely into the crook of Engineer's neck. The tip of his nose teasingly traced around it's side. The sensation caused the breath to get caught in Engie's throat.
-*He-Heh !* Careful there . doctor. - he cackled with that familiar southern twang.
-Vhat was that , Sweetheart ? - Medic hummed.
-Da *han't* pretend you don't know. - Dell covered his mouth with his hand.
Ludwig rested his chin on his partner's shoulder and pretended to think about his answer. Oh , he was "thinking" HARD.
-Nnnein , Engineer ~ I have no idea , vhat I might be doing. - the german smiled , looking at his lover's increasingly shakier grin.- Would you kindly elaborate ?
Meem allowed his arms to loosely wrap around Engie's frame and the Laborer wasn't complaining about the attention. Be that as it may , soon he found it more and more difficult. Medic's hands just couldn't be kept away from his midsection. Engineer jolted at the quickly strengthening , tickly sensation.
-*Hehehe-ha !* *Heherb !* *Ehehe-haa !*
-You are laughing. Zhat likely means you like it , Ja ?
-*Gahahahad-dahahamihit !*
He kind of hated that Ludwig was right about that. His legs gave out underneath him and he let himself fall to the floor. Lu grinned at the realization , that now , he had much better access to Dell's most "devastating" spot.
-C-Cahamon , doc. Truce ? - Engie pleaded seconds before his boyfriend followed up with his plan.
-Mmm ... Ja. Truce. - Medic beamed , his expression shifted to a playfully wicked one in the blink of an eye.- Right after that , that is.
To Dell's horror (or delight) , his lover pulled up his flannel to have better access to his stomach. If the Texan thought previous sensations were intense , he was in for a rodeo. The raspberry he received from medic was horrifically precise.
-*AA-AHAHAHAHAHA !* *YEE-HAHAHAHAW !* *SQUEAK*
Ludwig halted his tickly attack at the adorable sound.
-Oh , you are so niedlich. - he complimented , honestly enamored.
Engineer couldn't stop the flow of heat and blood to his face. The blushing only mad Medic want to flatter Dell more.
-Now you look just like a fabulous rose. - the doctor snickered , giving him a peck on the cheek.
Having noticed the chance to turn the table , Engie gently grasped Ludwig's side.
-Alrighty. That's plenty enough. - he said , breathless giggles escaping through his teeth.
Medic got the idea to get some water for the tuckered out Conagher. He wiped the drops of tears from the corners of his eyes. It had been a while since he got such a hearty laugh. What it gave him was a great mood and plenty of energy and it would be a shame to not take advantage of that.
Not long after , Medic returned with a glass of cold water in hand.
-Here you go , Liebe. - he hummed , stopping in his tracks when he noticed the lack of Engineer.
Uh-oh.
Ludwig quickly left the room and was determined to find Dell. It ended up being much easier than expected. That sly dog slinked into hiding and he was eager to pounce at his boyfriend at the right moment.
Luddy peaked into the living room but only found Pyro , who was busying themselves with torching pieces of paper. Whatever floats their boat , I guess.
-Pyro ! Have you seen Engineer ? - Ludwig toyed with the glass before setting it down on the table.
Pyro shook their head. Of course they would cover for their father figure. Medic took a second to look around , he made the mistake of looking behind the sofa.
-* GOT'CHA ! * - Dell dashed out from his hiding spot , wrapping his arms around Medic's legs.
*THUD !*
The doctor fell down like a tree , that has been chopped down. Medic quickly shook off the dizyness , caused by the fall.
-Firefly , vat was zhat for ? - he questioned , with more confusion than anger.
Suddenly , a different voice came to Ludwig's ears.
-It was my idea , Lu. - Engineer laughed heartily. - I thought , it would be fitting to thank ya for earlier.
-A simple zhank you vould have been fine with me - Medic smiled brazenly.
-Well , I have a different idea to repay the favor. And I asked Pyro for help. - Dell answered.
Firefly took their mention as permission to start their revenge. Their fingers acted quickly and dug into the back of Ludwig's knee.
-*OHO-HO !* *PY-HY-HY !* - he squeaked in surprise.
-What ? We are just checking for busted bones. - Engie sat on the floor , he situated himself right around Medic's torso.
The Texan raked his fingers across his lover's ribcage , which caused Ludwig to choke down a SNORT.
-But , to be frank , ah could use a new guitar ~
Medic didn't even try to protect himself.
-*OHOHO-HAHAHAHAHA !* *HOO !*
-Bloody hell ! It sure needs some tuning up. - Dell pretended to grimace at the sweet sound that was Ludwig's laugh. - Let's see here...
His gun-slinger might have been hefty and a powerful weapon but it was also delicate enough to "strum the strings". He poked around the gap in-between Medic's ribs.
-*MHHM !* *HAHAHAHAHA !* *DEHEHEHELL !*
-Hmm ... Not quite. Let's try again. - Engie smiled.
Dell scribbled all across Ludwig's midsection.
-*BWAHAHAHAHA-HEE !* *SNORT*
-Dang-nabbit ! That guitar is tough to crack. - the Texan smiled slyly and turned to face Pyro. - Hey , Firefly !
Pyro's head shot up to look at Engineer.
-Will you help me tune that guitar ? It could take a whiiiile. - he emphasized the last word.
How would Firefly refuse such an offer ?
THE END
Sup TF2 TCKL Community
I was supposed to take a longer break but it has been only a couple of days and I am ALREADY craving another fic
How do y'all like an idea of a SCIENCE PARTY fic , huh ?
(propably ma FAV ship)
SCIENCE PARTY ?
Ja
Nein
how ticklish is each tf2 character for you? :3
I've made a little tier list for yall!!! reblog with yours >;3
Andddd no one is surprised
Cinematic tier list if you ask me
here is mine , bejbe <3
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Oh, how the table turns
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-Move , move ! Come on ! - Mick's voice strained to get those words out. -I am ! Quit breathin' down my neck ! Your breath reeks of piss anyway ! - Jeremy immediately snapped back.
His legs were currently working overtime in order to carry him forward. However , Mick wasn't miking about , not at all. The Aussie was hauling something , or rather somebody , on his back. Herbert's upper half was slung over his backside , his legs dangling freely. Still warm , sticky blood caked Mick's old , worn out gilet and the metallic smell wasn't helping him deal with the chaos of the situation in any way.
How in the world did that happen ?
One moment everything was fine and dandy and all of a sudden their Medic was tumbling down with blood and all other disgusting crap streaming down his neck. And chest. And back. It was all a mess. A bloody , bloody mess.
That stupid BLUE!Sniper. His celebration was very short lived and it was all thanks to the RED! team's Pyro. The beloved Firebug torched that sucker like nobody's business !
Scout reached the Medical Bay and burst in through the double door. Right behind him , Sniper stumbled in. It has been a few , good minutes since Jeremy entered the situation he was currently in but the young man was very much taken aback by Medic's state. Him , a self-proclaimed god was barely concious and needed urgent assistance.
Did Scout take enjoyment in seeing it ? Hell no.
Was it still startling ! Absolutely.
Mick sat his co-worker on that scuffed up operating table or gurney.
-Hang in there , doc. - he ordered and imeediately started digging through the drawers and cupboards in the office.
As Sniper was gathering the proper materials and supplies , Meem was trying his best to regain some control over his head. The room was spinning like some kind of carousel at the fair and Medic didn't like it one bit. While he was councious and could think , somewhat , straight he decided to guide Mick through everything.
-Clean ... first. Bitte. - the german took a moment to voice his thoughts.
His voice sounded ROUGH , let me tell you.
Mick cringed at the croak that left through Ludwig's clenched teeth. The blood was not coming off easily.
-It doesn't have to be pleasant. Let's get on with it. - Ludwig grinned, showing off his pearly whites.
A quarter passed in certain silence and the dried blood slowly but surely started to disappear from Medic's skin and hair. Mick at times looked at his friends'es face in hope , that he wasn't absolutely hating it or wasn't in pain. To be honest , with the nature of their job Sniper should have been used to gore but this time it was somehow different.
-You good , mate ? - he asked , not stopping the treatment. - You are awfully quiet. Not that I mind but ... -I think I have a concussion ... Scheiße. - Ludwig blinked but the dull pain didn't leave him.
Mick discarded the blood-stained rag. Well , at the very least the Doktor looked a little bit less ghastly. Aside from stitching and wrapping up his head , there wasn't much to do with it at the moment.
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A COUPLE OF HOURS LATER
It was late in the night when Pyro woke up.
They were just too curious , who was the person fiddling around with the lights in one of their base's rooms. At such an hour ? Lord have mercy. (Lord may have mercy but Pyro surely won't) The masked mercinary leapt out of bed , accidentally pushing a couple of their stuffed animals down onto the floor , and shuffled towards the door. They were lucky , that Dell didn't wake up at the commotion they made. Heck ! He was sleeping right beside them !
If Engie caught Pyro , they would not escape those fingers.
The fire-loving merc had a wealth of fun tiptoe'ing down the hall. They almost felt like a secret agent or maybe even like Spy. It was so quiet ... eerie. Scary. The flashing lights were closer and closer as Pyro took step after step. They took a hold of the doorhandle ...
-Oi ! What are ya doin' here , lad ? - a drowsy sounding voice with a familiar scottish accent echoed down the hall.
Pyro's heart jumped at the sudden call but they were just beaming regardless. They saw Tavish approach from the other end of the corridor. He must have woken up because of those lights as well.
-Oi don't think ya headed to the kitchen for a bottle of Scrumpy , are ya ? - Demo asked with a sly grin on his face.
Pyro shook their head denyingly. It earned a chuckle from Demo.
-Of course. So ... why are ya up and aboot ? - the scotsman smiled warmly.
The arsonist's finger pointed at the rugs of artificial light. They were escaping through the little opening at the bottom of the door.
-*Hah !* Looks like a party. I'm coming in. - the bomber laughed harshly , yet very candidly.
Tavish shamelessly pushed the door open. His eye fell upon a very ordinary but also worrying sight. Medic was sitting behind his desk , files and folders piled up in a couple of places. Bandages around his head were hanging a little loose and propably needed to be changed , if the browning spots on the material were anything to go off of.
-Wow ! - Demoman's smile faded away gradually. - Nat a nice party , I see.
Medic gave smiling a shot , as his friends'es words were amusing to a certain degree , but he really wasn't feeling it. Demo gestured for Pyro to come in , which they happily did. They closed the door to the Medical Bay with one , swift move of their hand. The Firefly zipped towards the unoccupied stool , which was situated right next to Medic's desk. They spun around on it.
-Man. How long have ya been awake , doc ? - Demo frowned after seeing the mountain of paperwork still waiting to be sorted.
-Mmmr... - Medic whined , lost in his thoughts. - I zhink I lost count.
-Damn. Must be bad , then. - his one-eyed friend nodded and sat on the floor , right beside the chair , where Pyro was spinning around and having a BLAST.
Herbert took off his glasses in order to rub the grit out of his tired , stinging eyes. Pyro shuddered at how red they were , the Pyro-vision didn't really help in that case.
Demo readjusted his eye-patch.
-Alright , lad. I think you've had more than enough wark for the nicht.- he hiccuped gaily.
Tavish wormed his arms underneath Medic's limbs. He grit his teeth as he keyed up to lift Herbert up , the drunkard must've forgotten how hefty that doctor was.
How did Mick manage to carry him ?
Must have been adrenaline.
Ludwig refrained from complaining , even though he did feel uncomfortable. Pyro jumped at the opportunity to do something fun and joined in. They and Demo moved Medic to the rickety sofa , which at times acted as a bed because the bed itself was often absolutely burried under papers and dirty , bloodied clothes.
-Guys , you should just leave me be. I am not "fun" to be around now.- Medic pinched the bridge of his nose. -Do nat be so haughty , man. Let us help. - Tavish "punched" Ludwig on the shoulder jovially.
The german did not react to the innocent attack. As much as he hated to admit it , he did need some help. Why not take it ? Demoman playfully pushed Medic forward.
-Move a bit , docter. Tavish is slipping in there too. - he smiled warm like the summer sun.
Surprisingly , the bomber managed to fit himself in such a way that he had the injured merc layed on his front. Medic's head rested on his shoulder. Demo tore his eye away from his friend. Something moved in his peripheral vision but should he be worried ?
Pyro's masked head slid out from behind the couch. When did they find the time to hede there ?
The amazing Pyro , ladies and gentleman.
The Firefly made some gestures with their hands. Tavish didn't need to look for a long time to tell , that Pyro was wiggling their fingers.
That was a pretty universal gesture.
Demoman very much understood the assignment. He wrapped his arms around Ludwig tightly , to which he reacted with surprise. Not negative but still surprise.
-Vhat is all of that , mein freund ? - Medic tried to wriggle out of the embrace.
-What ? It's just a cuddle , man. Relax. - Tavish assured with amusement in his voice.
-Hmm. Somehow I don't believe you. - the doctor hummed quietly and wondered , where had Pyro gone off to.
He was very soon about to find out.
Herbert got comfortable ; well , as much as he could with Demo stuck to him. Just as he closed his eyes and lost sight of his friends ...
-*Ehehe - HAHA!* *Wha-?!* - the Medic , who suddenly felt a tingle in his side , cackled. - Demoman !
-Wasn't me. Try again , you kittle-doo. (ticklish dove) - the merc in question whistled.
Medic looked around his room in search for the mysterious , or maybe not so much , tickle monster. He pushed himself up ever so slightly to see behind the couch. A figure skittered quickly from the furthest end of that couch to the one much , much closer to Ludwig and Tavish.
And then *BAM !*. Pyro leapt out of their hiding , their hands up and fingers curled in such a way , that they resembled claws.
-Gott in Himmel ! - Medic managed to squeak out before getting smooshed by dear ol' Pyro.
Demoman made some room for Pyro and decided to cooperate. He trapped the doctor's arms and kept them above his head and his legs in between his own.
-Hundeärsch. Le-het me go. Come on. - the victim of the two rascal's game chuckled nervously.
-Now , don't be saying that , doc. You really should laugh more , got it ? - Tavish said so matter-of-factly it almost sounded like a joke.
The bomber reached for Ludwig's torso. His ribs were right there. With a lively and mischevious glint in his eye , he raked his fingers across Herbert's ribcage.
-I asked if you've got it , ya maniac ? - he yelled and braced himself for Herb's reaction.
-*Naha-hein !* *BahahaHAHA !* *WahahaHAit!*
-Wait ? What fer ? - Demoman grinned. - Nae. That's way more fun ! Right , Pyro ?
The masked tickle monster nodded. They wormed their eager hands underneath Ludwig's coat and scribbled all over his sides. And I mean all over.
-PYRO ! *HaHAHaHAHE !* *GEHEHET THAHAT AHAHAUT !*
-Don't be talkin' like that , Medic. - Demo reprimended him , unserious as can be. - Be nice to the lad' .
Pyro didn't seem to even catch the doctor's words. The Firefly just kept their hands there and didn't stop. It felt horrible (or amazing , depends in who you ask). Medic felt their tickler move their hands to his belly.
-*HOHOHOHO !* *HIHIHIHIHAHO !* *BIHIHIHITEHE !* *HOHOHOHO!*
-"Please" what ? Keep gaun ? - Tavish wondered , possibly pretending not to understand. - If ya say so , Meem.
-*NOHOT WHAHAHAT - I MEHEEHEANT !* *SNORT*
The sudden sound , that Herb made , positively surprised both Demo and Pyro. The Firefly clasped their hands and rested their cheek on them in an absolutely smitten manner.
-I see Spy isn't the only one. - Tavish teased Medic , whose face wasn't turning pink at all. (no , not at all.)
A *CRASH* coming from somewhere in the back of the Bay startled the Mercinaries. Demo immediately turned towards the door.
-Oh ? Another person joining the party ? - he giggled and made his way towards the door to see , who it was.
Pyro stayed behind to watch over Medic , who was trying his best to not choke while taking a breath in. Absolutely wrangled out like a rag but still happy. The Firefly started to get concerned when Demoman wasn't back after 10 minutes. And the 15 minutes. And...
-*WAHAHA HOHOHO !* *PAHAHARO RAHAN !*
What in the world ?
Before Pyro could put the pieces together , a huge figure stepped into the doorway. Tavish was slung over the man's shoulder similiar to how Ludwig was with Sniper.
-... Misha ? - Medic felt a relieved smile creeping onto his face.
-Hm. Little men need taste of own medicine. - Heavy huffed light heartedly.
He looked back at Demoman , who responded with a very nervous smile. Pyro scrambled to find a place to hide. Heavy took one last look at his and Medic's victims-to-be.
-Doktor want to have revenge ? - Misha suggested.
To that Ludwig turned to face the Pyro. Their glassed eye-holes stared at him with anticipation from behind the couch , that they hid behind. Medic cackled , this time not because of the tickly treatment but from the joy and eagerness to turn the table.
-Pyrooo~ Come on out , Liebling ! You already have an overdue check-up ! - the doctor crooned and leapt behind the couch to get the Pyro.
For the next couple of hours , the remaining mercinaries could hear all kinds of laughs and giggles. Who knows ?
Maybe some of them also got to have a taste.
THE END
a quick little doodle of Scout
MLP TF2 ?
goddamn
a quick little pony
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