Now that Donkey Kong 64 is on Switch Online, I've been trying to 101% and I remember now how much of a pain in the ass certain things were. It's fun but man...the nostalgia is painful.
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Now that Donkey Kong 64 is on Switch Online, I've been trying to 101% and I remember now how much of a pain in the ass certain things were. It's fun but man...the nostalgia is painful.
*Croc holds up Alejandro who wags his tail and shows off a few small fangs in a smile while lifted up next to Bane's distant silhouette in the background* Killer Croc: Nine months watching you grow up and you look like this idiot. *Later on, Bane holds little Alejandro as he giggles and coos* Bane: What an ugly baby Killer Croc: *deadpan* You're the father *Bane and the baby that looks exactly like him both stare at Croc confused. As Croc takes Alejandro away to feed him, Bane is next to the couch on his knees begging...* Killer Croc: *Baby talks to Alejandro* Most beautiful little boy, yes you are. Your daddy is just a big idiot. Bane: *puppy dog eyes* Please let me hold him again. I'm sorry.
Gotham Rogues Short: Reality Check
Harley laughed as the bloodshed on Gotham's streets had Joker victorious once more. The streets belonged to the clowns. Bodies lay in them, and she was proud of it...until she spotted a little girl next to her mother. Harley's laughter died as the girl reminded her of her baby, Lucy. Suddenly, it wasn't as funny anymore thinking Lucy could have been right there. But Joker wouldn't do that. He loved her.
She pushed the thought aside heading back to the funhouse where her men were with Lucy only to find them knocked out and several Rogues gathered. Ivy wasn't holding Lucy despite being the only person Harley trusted otherwise to take her. Waylon was. The baby cooed playing with the clawed fingers wiggling close to tickle her, but Croc turned to Harley and his expression hardened. The other Rogues like Firefly, Scarecrow, Maxie Zeus, and Mr. Freeze didn't welcome her either. Bane and Mad Hatter were just as serious and Ivy looked tired.
"What...What is going on?" Harley asked, trying to laugh away the awkwardness.
She moved to reach out for her baby but was stunned as Croc held Lucy away with an uncomfortable scowl. He refused to look her in the eye. That stung more. Lucy gave another little noise, making Croc grimace in the tension.
Harley frowned, "Give me my baby, Waylon."
"Harley...I can't."
"What do you mean you can't? Red, what is this?" She then looked at Ivy who shook her head.
Ivy replied sternly, "Lucy isn't going back home with you."
"That's my baby! You don't have the right to-!"
"I do," Waylon said. Harley was dumbfounded by the response. "You cannot raise her with that man, Harley. You're going to kill the kid. You think this is what you're going to raise a baby around? Are you kidding me?"
Harley defended, "Excuse me but if I recall, it's my baby. It's my life. Lucy is perfectly fine. And last time I checked, you all aren't exactly fucking great at being model citizens either so what morals are you going on?"
Firefly bit back, "We don't endanger our own kids in our lives. We know what we are and we don't bring them into this, especially not around Joker. Joker is not someone who should have a kid, and Lucy is in danger being around him."
"Now you guys are just blowing out you ass."
Croc finally snapped, "Harley! This isn't a fucking game! That's all you ever treat this as! And now, you're bringing her into this! Joker doesn't care about you or a child and you already don't understand that regarding your situation but the fact that you are now endangering someone else of your own blood in this just to stay with someone who has abused and manipulated you is so fucking daft. It will bleed onto Lucy but you will refuse to see that until it's too late."
"Waylon, I'm not going to ask again," Harley threatened. But she didn't expect Croc to take a step forward with his shadow intimidating her more than she cared to admit. She felt so small in his presence.
"You aren't getting her back until you leave him. That isn't an option. I know we're all criminals here but that man takes crime even beyond what we consider appropriate. You refuse to see it, but we aren't going to stand by and watch you kill your own daughter for him. You care more about impressing a man that knows you are disposable than being a mother, and Lucy isn't going to suffer in that choice. That's too far...even for us."
"So...you're making a decision for me to take her? What is this? An intervention?!" Harley cried.
Mad Hatter then said, "Harley, it's for her safety."
"What the fuck do you know? You don't have kids-!"
Bane stepped closer, "But we aren't blind. You're choosing a monster over her. The only reason these thugs haven't killed her is because they don't know where the payaso stands with this girl. But I guarantee if they knew he doesn't care about anyone other than himself, you won't be coming back to a daughter."
Maxie Zeus who had been silent for the most part even looked at her with something like pity and disgust. He stood between her, Bane and Waylon creating a barrier between them. "Harley...you have to think about what's best for Lucy. You can lie to yourself but the truth is as plain as ever. You are going to get her hurt or worse if you keep straying down this path."
Harley turned to Scarecrow and Ivy frantically, "Please, tell them I can be a good mother! Tell them!"
Dr. Crane even looked doubtful and shook his head, "How can we lie when we've already seen you give up so much in pursuit of Joker? How do we know you won't sacrifice Lucy in the process?"
"I would never...I wouldn't."
"That's not a chance we are willing to take," Bane said quietly, "I'm sorry."
She tried to step forward again but Waylon took another step back like she was the monster. Harley looked at each one of them, the pain in their eyes. She could tell they didn't want to do this...but what was she to do?
Ivy finally said, "Harley, I love you but even you've gone too far with this. I know someone who can take care of Lucy who will reunite you when you are ready...but not a moment before. It has to be this way."
"Red...please! She needs me-"
Croc shouted, "Is this what she needs?! You need her more than she needs you, but you will always put yourself first as you just proved here today."
Bane and Maxie Zeus guarded Waylon as he took Lucy much to Harley's dismay. She reached out to Lucy until vines coiled around her arms and dragged her to kneel. She saw Ivy's face contort with sadness with a few tears telling her she hated what she had to do. The vines didn't disperse until they had all left.
Harley collapsed her hands on the ground and had tears streaming down her face. Her daughter was gone, and she felt like the bad guy. But how dare they make that decision for her...yet was it true she would bring harm to Lucy? She didn't like to think about it. She had to. The Joker will never change. She was a fool to think so.
"What have I done?"
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Do you think Killer Croc has chubbiness that makes his skin look hard but is actually squishy on his stomach and chest still? Bane just has a bad day and walks up to Croc sitting minding his own business, kneels in front of him and just faceplants into his chest like Croc's a teddy bear. First time, Waylon's shocked and annoyed but he just gives up trying to deter Bane from doing it. Sometimes he just has to lay there frustrated while Bane rests on his chest like its a pillow.
I fear I might actually write Pokemon nsfw. I'm really tempted to do it. I can make some really regrettable shit my future self will either be really embarrassed of or really amazed that I fucked with it. I might create something that would be either great or the worst possible thing...do I taint another franchise with my madness?
every other superhero fights with massive villains meanwhile Batman is out here dealing with his 10 evil exes
BaneCroc and SladeBruce Short: Fake Ending (Based on Announced Movie)
Deathstroke and Bane had made it through fire and brimstone. The war won. They treaded to Gotham City with plenty of fresh wounds and blood on their clothing. Slade couldn't wait to go on vacation after this and Bane wanted to reunite with his crew of mercenaries. As much as Slade hated Gotham, it felt good to be in the city right now.
"I can't thank you enough for helping me as annoying as your rambling sometimes is."
Bane smiled, "You aren't a bad partner yourself, Wilson. We'll stop by a hideout I know well over here. By the way, do you have anyone waiting for you?"
"Well, no, but I was thinking about checking up on an old enemy of mine. We haven't fought in some time. He is one of the best."
"Enemy, huh? Not someone you might like, is it?"
"Nononono...I...he has kids. I tend to keep my distance because they, uh, hate my guts. I don't think it would work out. What about you? Anyone special you've missed?"
Bane nodded as they passed a damaged car in the slums not worried about getting jumped. The few people on the street ahead wisely ducked out leaving them peacefully to enjoy the night. He laughed a little to himself.
"Ironically, I have an enemy of my own I think I've taken for granted. I've thought about taking a few steps towards a permanent merger of our assets. He's one of the few people who really understands me, you know? And he challenges me. I always admire strength."
Deathstroke chuckled, "In more ways than one I can imagine."
Bane glared at him somewhat amused but neutral expression-wise. "I am the victor between us and he knows not to overstep unless he wants to get-"
"Is this it?"
Both men stopped short of the building with a familiar logo. Bird's insignia. Bane opened the door to the warehouse and immediately signaled to Deathstroke as they heard voices further in. They kept on guard until they got close enough to identify the individuals. Instead of Bane's crew, it was two people they both didn't expect.
Killer Croc and Batman sat in the middle on the rug next to the fireplace with the former laying on his front on the stolen pillows from the mattresses of the missing crew bundled up for his comfort. His smile on his snout was pleased at whatever Batman had said while his tail calmly slid back and forth over the surface. Bruce had his mask off with a genuine smile neither Slade nor Bane had ever seen before. He sat cross-legged and leaning back on his hands.
Both their enemies had their backs turned to them until Croc seemed to catch their scents. When Croc and Bruce looked at the two who just came in, they looked so innocent with their calm demeanors, light smiles, and, dare the two admit, quite appealing by firelight.
Waylon said smugly, "I thought I heard you boys were back in town. I was about to say it's been quite lonely without my rival. Ain't that right, Bats?"
In Batman fashion, Bruce continued, "You are late by my projections. I hope your performance out there doesn't reflect in our encounters in the future."
Deathstroke and Bane were silent for a moment. The former had to take off his helmet to address the small nosebleed he was starting to get...from his injuries of course...and the latter shifted stiffly trying to resist the urge to go for it.
Then Deathstroke said, "You know what, fuck it. We deserve this."
Bane smirked, "And in that, we can truly agree for once."
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BaneCroc Short: Distraction
Bane was not doing what Croc wanted. He glared at the luchador-themed man trying to get him to pay attention to him rather than his maps.
"I think the Batman just raided your hideout-"
"He didn't." Bane was quick to answer with a bored tone making Waylon frown as the other never looked away from his work even briefly.
So, Waylon tried a few other approaches by faking a cough. "I think I'm getting pneumonia-"
"You aren't."
"Feeling very queasy-"
"Drink some water."
Irate at the rebounds, Croc decided to amp up his attempt by pulling the riskiest one he could think of. It flew out of his mouth before he could even consider stopping it. "I'm in heat!"
"You-"
Bane went dead silent and tore his attention from the map finally looking at Waylon stern but also baffled in a way trying to process what he said. Croc shuffled in place under the heavy gaze as Bane's brain wrapped around the lie. He could almost see the gears turning. Slowly, Waylon kind of regretted spitting it out. The moment Bane set down the pen he was holding, that was a sign Waylon messed up.
"Well then," Bane started, a small smile playing on his features. Waylon knew he was aware it was a lie but was stunned that Bane was playing along. "That explains why you've been so desperate to get my attention. That sounds much more important of a problem than mine. I suppose taking a break to help you is a necessity at this time."
A blush raced on Waylon's features as he backed away. "Hang on now...I'm starting to feel a little better."
"Don't worry, querido, I'm sure we can fix you together. Animal heat can be very demanding. Nothing we can't handle."
Bane smirked at Waylon's nervous expression and moved around the table to which Waylon kept on the other side to keep it between them. What started as a walk-around turned into a runaround. Killer Croc almost skidded from how fast he ran from a few circles around the table to darting down the hall with Bane in pursuit.
"Waitwaitwaitwait!"
Safe to say, he kind of learned his lesson when he ultimately got chase into the corner of the adjacent room. Although...it did serve its purpose in its own way. Act like an animal, play like an animal.
Not going to lie, I really like the Aniimo gameplay. It looks really cool and I know it copies from both Pokemon and Palworld but it uses Pokemon Scarlet and Violet's synchronizer with Palworld's free roam and makes it look original which is impressive. Main reason I didn't care for Palworld was because it felt like a generic shooter just with generic creatures. Aniimo looks a lot better to me with a function that is quite fascinating but not as limited as it is in Scarlet and Violet. I know the argument will be "but Aniimo ripped them off so it's not free of judgement." No it isn't, but so far it looks like it did it's job well in comparison. Switching between the Aniimos for the whole game? Fuck yeah, that's my kind of game right there. I can explore to my heart's content as an Aniimo and not lose anything I come across by desyncing. I'll spend hours just being an Aniimo over being a human character. The game gives me that option and it's gorgeous visually. I'm going to try it.
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Transformers - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Shockwave (Transformers), Scorn (Transformers), Malachi "Max" Jacova (OC) Additional Tags: Tentacle Sex, Tentacle Bondage, Tentacle Monsters, Experimental Style, Sexual Experimentation, Alien Biology, Sticky Sexual Interfacing (Transformers), Masturbation, Forced Orgasm, Forced Eye Contact, Sea Monsters, Anal, Valves (Transformers), Sex with Sentient Animals, Bestiality Series: Part 5 of Valveplug Collection Summary:
Exactly what it says on the tin featuring a few characters playing with tentacles. Don't like, turn back now.
Arkham deathstroke has a carnal desire for batman, half of their interactions sounded sexual more than threatening.
Bruce, talking about an encounter he had with Killer Croc: It was so hard. I couldn’t take it.
Alfred: I know how hard fighting Killer Croc can be for you
Bruce, genuinely confused: Fight ?
Alfred:….
Bruce:….
Alfred:….You make it so hard not to be ashamed of you sometimes
Game Idea - Joker's Funland
Synopsis: Joker takes over Gotham and turns it into a playground with the Batman gone. Forcing the other Rogues to play along or die, they must appease the Clown Prince of Crime by enacting tournaments, games, and other crazy things to survive the mad world.
Deathstroke: I never make these things personal, Bruce. I'm simply an honest assassin making money. I am professionally obliged to see through this takeover. *Batman somehow screwing up his whole well-thought out plan in a single night* Also Deathstroke: I will now make it my personal mission to fuck you and kill you! Fuck the money! I will spend every second going after you from here on out, you rich bitch playboy motherf-!"
TFA Arcee x Ratchet x Ultra Magnus x Megatron foursome. Arcee spiking Ratchet from behind and Megatron doing the same thing to Ultra. 'Cee and Megs have their respective mates squished between them, fragging them good. The Magnus and Ratchet are a bit overwhelmed but they still manage to make out and toy with each other's wiring and sparks.
Occasionally, Arcee and Megatron will swap partners; the former gets to frag UM and the latter gets to frag Ratchet.
After Ratchet and Ultra are tuckered out, Megatron and Arcee have a little interface session of their own. Perhaps some spike on spike action or maybe the Warlord spiking the former teacher or the other way around :3