Punch your lights out, hit the pavement;
THAT’S WHAT I CALL ENTERTAINMENT!
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trained by Gaby
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Punch your lights out, hit the pavement;
THAT’S WHAT I CALL ENTERTAINMENT!
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trained by Gaby
Promo time!
firewoofury:
“You’ll train me, Master Yo! SO! SWEARS! YUCK!
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Promo time!
firewoofury:
“You’ll train me, Master Yo! SO! SWEARS! YUCK!
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[Do you like rabbits? Mutant cartoon rabbits?? With super powers and Big Bastard Energy™ from an obscure Canadian cartoon that ended in 2009? Then boy, do I have the blog for you!]
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[ Did I really jump back to this blog after like 2 years of hiatus just to promote my newest RP blog???
Yes. yes I did. there’s only like one(1) other blog i’m RP ing with please help ]
Promo time!
firewoofury:
“You’ll train me, Master Yo! SO! SWEARS! YUCK!
————–
[Do you like rabbits? Mutant cartoon rabbits?? With super powers and Big Bastard Energy™ from an obscure Canadian cartoon that ended in 2009? Then boy, do I have the blog for you!]
[LIKE or REBLOG if you’re interested in interacting with an indie, headcanon-based RP blog for the character Yuck from the series Yin Yang Yo!, and please also spread the word!]
[ Did I really jump back to this blog after like 2 years of hiatus just to promote my newest RP blog???
Yes. yes I did. there’s only like one(1) other blog i’m RP ing with please help ]
street-mouse-musketeer:
Unfortunately for himself, the thinner did erase a good deal of the attack. Not all of it, but enough to avoid too much damage. “Oh, come on!” To top it off, because it was so close, Mickey had no time to avoid the spray as it continued on to hit him, a small cry of pain as it stung his body.
He sent out a few small homing projectiles towards the other, that twisted and turned as they neared their target, while trying to keep constant, unpredictable movements to avoid further damage.
While the remaining sparks did scorch part of his arms and chest, it still wasn’t enough to do much damage. But his victory was short-lived when he saw the new onslaught of homing missiles coming right for him.
Of course he wouldn’t give up; he was himself, after all.
A couple of missiles he managed to avoid, but a couple more grazed his arms, legs and even his left ear painfully. The last one headed straight for him and just stepping aside wouldn’t cut it, so he reached for his tail, which had taken the shape of a crank, and twisted it until his legs stretched and the missile passed safely between them.
He gave the other Mickey a smug grin as his legs went back to normal; “Rubberhose logic; I don’t even know why I ever gave up on it!”
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When it comes to cooking, not everyone is at the same skill level…
I’m flabbergasted!
Turn the effing heat down omggggggggg
Cooking is not that complex!
@rainbowgirlvals vex when he tries to cook XD
@scrappy-detective-mickey @street-mouse-musketeer @pronetomischief @thekingmickey @mouseymiracle @ofmouseears
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machineborne:
Just as he thought, Mickey was shaking and backing away, which was more than enough enough movement to see him. He was like a sketch of white pencil on black paper, not colored in yet but just outlines. His face of pure horror was rather clearly seen, and it made the creature feel somewhat satisfied. Normally, he would hate to his friend scared of him. But this wasn’t Bendy at all, at least not who had become. Who Joey had changed him to be, ever since his summoning. Whether the mouse was seeing him or something else didn’t matter, as long as he could feed off his fear, he felt satisfied.
The demons manic laughter couldn’t stop, even as the pain of this form was setting in. He had to hurt something to stop it, to share the pain, and it was so tempting to make Mickey feel what he was. Yet the last shred of himself was stopping him, so it looked like he was riding it out this time. “Honestly, it really seems like I’m the one in hell, not this lying scum! After all he did, I’m the one paying for it! He killed my best friend, laid him on a metal slab for all the world to see, then had the gal to lay his dirty hands of Alice!”
As his grin shifted into a scowl, it perhaps seemed even more threatening. Bendy looked down to where he assumed the body to be at the moment, the round drops starting to spike, “All my friends, GONE! ALL BY HIS AND ALL THE OTHER CREATORS HANDS! BUT HERE I AM, TRAPPED IN THIS HELL HOLE OF A STUDIO, WITH A LUNATIC PRAISING ME AS A GOD, AND I HAVE TO FIND A REASON EVERY DAY NOT TO KILL HIM! AND ITS ALL. HIS. FAULT!”
The screams outside all melded together inside his head, making him clutch his head with clawed hands. Bendy wanted to laugh it away, but he couldn’t this time, and he didn’t know why. Of course the first thing he thought of was that it must by Joey’s soul trying to hurt him one last time before it’s fed to the flames. Ink had flodded another inch up, but looked like the ocean tides with how it went up then shrunk back down into the floor.
Mickey’s breathing became more ragged as ink flooded the room, already rising to his knees; his own dripping ink mixing with it until he could no longer tell where it ended and Bendy’s ink began. And it was so cold, so dark and slimy, so alive-
Alive as it squirms under his skin like maggots, eating away at the hole inside his chest while the Shadow Blot laughs and laughs and LAUGHS-
A wet cough, and thick, greenish-black ink dribbles down Mickey’s chin. A pained wail comes out of him as he tries to cover his ears, shaking his head and refusing to look Bendy in the eye. It was all too much: the fear, the pain, but most of all the sorrow of Bendy’s terrible words, his terrible fate-
“Stop, stop, please STOP-” He was terrified beyond words, but it was the fear that turned his words into an angry growl.
"Felix the Cat? Is that really you!?"
“Its sure is, bucko! It’s nice ta finally meet the ever-famous Mickey Mouse!”
“How’s tha’ wife?”
bagof-tricks:
He looked at Mickey, sniffling and biting his lip to keep from letting out a sob. As he calmed down more, he finally let his ears flick forward again, making his appearance less sad.
He looked away from Mickey, debating on if he should tell him what he was thinking. He nuzzled into the other toon’s shoulder again as he spoke quietly.
“Mickey..I’m s-scared. W-What if I end up l-like her an th’ kids? I d-don’t wanna be f-forgotten!”
He raised his voice as he said those last words, his tone turning frantic. He was such an old toon, it was only a matter of time until he was forgotten like Kitty and his kids.
“I don’t know h-how you can help with that..”
It suddenly felt as if a block of ice had dropped in Mickey’s stomach; of course Felix didn’t want to end up like his family, trapped here in this dump, forgotten, with no way out-
Wait a minute.
“FELIX WAIT!” He hadn’t meant to shout right into the other Toon’s ear, but he couldn’t help himself; how come he didn’t think of it before!? “If your wife and kids were forgotten, then they’ve gotta be somewhere in Wasteland! Y-ya could see them again!”
Not that Mickey had seen or heard anything about them in all the time he had been trapped there, but Wasteland was a big place. They had to be hiding somewhere....right?
I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN THAT YOU’RE NOT TO BE TRUSTED ! !
cheeky-deviil:
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“Do you now~? Okie doke! I love a good suprise~”
Bendy giggles, letting his eyes his eyes drift close. He wasn’t quite sure what Mickey had in store for him but he did have high hopes that he was something good.
“Alrighty then, no peekin’!”
Once he leaned close to make sure Bendy wasn’t peeking, he began rummaging the hammerspace of his pant pockets and pulled out a little black box with a white ribbon wrapped around it.
With a big smile on his face, he stood in front of Bendy and lifted the gift it was the first thing he saw. “OK, ya can look now!”
"Felix the Cat? Is that really you!?"
“Its sure is, bucko! It’s nice ta finally meet the ever-famous Mickey Mouse!”
“How’s tha’ wife?”
bagof-tricks:
Felix returned the mouse’s hug just as tightly, if not tighter. The feeling of security that it gave him helped calm him down a bit. He nuzzled his face into Mickey’s shoulder and shakily inhaled, trying to stop the tears that were running freely down his face.
“H-Heh, I’m a m-mess.”
His hold grew tighter as he let out a shaky chuckle. Breaking down in front of one of the most popular toons? How embarrassing for him. He was supposed to be strong, be carefree. But he couldn’t even do that right.
“I’m s-sorry about this, M-Mick.”
“H-hey, c’mon now...” Mickey tried to sound reassuring, but his own voice shook with tears. All he could do was rub Felix’s back gently as the other nuzzled his shoulder; “Don’t say that; if anyone here’s a mess, that’s me.”
He tried to laugh it off, but it came out more depressing than he wanted it to. When that failed, he took a deep, shaky breath and wiped away his tears.
“Don’t apologize, OK?. Keepin’ it in just makes it worse for ya - and I should know. And after what happened to ya, no one could blame ya.” His hand searched for Felix’s wrist, squeezing it reassuringly; “And for all that’s worth.....I wanna help ya.”
cheeky-deviil:
“Okay… Y-Yeah. That sounds nice… I’m feelin’ a little… Sleepy anyway…”
Bendy sighs, resting his head on Mickey’s shoulders. His eyelids felt heavy and he let out a tiny yawn. He always felt tired when the heat started to wear off so he was glad he’d be able to sleep the rest of this off.
Mickey replied by hugging Bendy closer to him, planting a gentle kiss on his forehead before resting his chin on it. His tail sought the demon’s, wrapping itself around it.
There was no sound save for Bendy’s gentle breathing as he slept, and Mickey’s content humming as he held him.
cheeky-deviil:
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“…Oh.”
“Pffft! You goof! I love you too~”
He giggles, returning the kiss with one of his own.
“OK, OK, just checkin’!” Mickey laughed as the kiss tickled him. Then he stepped away balancing on the balls of his feet with a cheeky smile. “Y’know, I do have somethin’ special to show ya, but ya gotta close your eyes!”
"Felix the Cat? Is that really you!?"
“Its sure is, bucko! It’s nice ta finally meet the ever-famous Mickey Mouse!”
“How’s tha’ wife?”
bagof-tricks:
“Mickey, listen to me!”
His voice was stern. He didn’t want Mickey to feel responsible for how he was feeling. Just the thought of the mouse blaming himself made him angry. It took him a moment to calm down.
“It happened a long time ago..It’s my own fault that I’m still not over it.”
He sighed and wiped one of his eyes. He was starting to get teary.
“I don’t even feel anything for her anymore, but I still miss her..and I hate it.”
He began to dig his claws into his arms, frustrated with his inability to accept that Kitty was gone and that she wasn’t going to come back. The more he thought about her, the more he thought about..
The kids.
Oh god his kids.
He couldn’t keep in the heart wrenching sob that came from his mouth. His ears flicked back and he couldn’t help falling to his knees, covering his eyes as he finally let out many years of bottled up sadness and grief.
Mickey’s eyes widened in horror as he could do nothing but watch as Felix broke down in front of him. This was genuine heartbreak, genuine sorrow; to see his role model like thas was nothing short of awful.
What could he possibly do? Words weren’t good enough, not before this kind of pain.
“Felix...”
He didn’t even think; he just rushed towards Felix and hugged him tight; anything to easy that sadness if only a little. He didn’t say anything; he just bit his lip to keep his own sobs in check, even though tears were already rolling down his cheeks.
i’m only a fool for you… and, baby, you’re too good for me…
street-mouse-musketeer:
The thrown-off Thinner stream nearly hit the hat as Mickey ducked to avoid the attack. This sent him into a very brief moment of fear as he noticed what that attack had did to the hat’s tip. It took the tip right off, as if erasing it.
Making a mental note to avoid letting it touch him again, Mickey readied a close-up attack: a burst of Darkness-filled sparks. He wasn’t ranged-only. He had a few close-up attacks, but was very limited in his battle options since he decided to forsake his Keyblade. Currently, he was restricted to magic attacks only.
Even though his head was now pounding painfully, Mickey wasted no time getting back up on his feet. Any second wasted could be bad for him, and those sparks looked like bad news.
But if they were cast by the other Mickey, then that meant they were Toon attacks, right?
He swiped the Brush in a horizontal manner, creating a Thinner spray that would hopefully erase the sparks.