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nipuni · 2 months

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Thank you for all the boops!! 🥺❤️ I woke up to this thing maxed out so I've been trying my best to return as many as I can!! I love this thing it's very fun and sweet but also I feel so compelled to reciprocate any form of kindness that I've been just booping people for the past hour and a half lmao 🏃‍♀️💦💕

#personal #I love you all I hope none of you get pranked and you enjoy many a chuckle today!! boop boop

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unrealisticlea · 1 year

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GOTCHA! I TRICKED YOU!!!! I got you an unbelievably expensive top of the line coffee maker that’s gonna make your life as a single dad easier and I made your only child, your soul and heart, your entire world, laugh and feel included the process. I’m the funniest man alive, I’m such a prankster, I’m the KING of pranks lol

#in honor of today I like to remember the worst prank played on television #Buck: I’m gonna buy an expensive gift but as a prank so you don’t realize I’m in love with you #buddie #911 fox

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kadextra · 7 months

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Thinking about how q!Bagi told very depressed q!Bad earlier today that he would be stuck together with her for the whole day, and she really did, never once leaving him alone

and Bad ended this day that started off so sadly saying “I think we had fun today.” :’) q!bagi I love you sm thank you for being there for your friend when he needed it <3

#he did cry a little bit at the end #but if bagi wasn’t there today I’m 100% certain the stream would’ve been hours of angst and depression #qsmp #qsmp badboyhalo #qsmp bagi #madrugaduo #shadyduo #like she kept giving him flowers #directed his thoughts to productive things and investigations instead of letting him spiral #went along with his silly pranks #so glad he wasn’t alone #she’s such a good person and friend I adore her

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marlynnofmany · 2 months

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Squishy Cybernetics

“Hello!” I said. “Where would you like this?” I waved an arm at the large pallet of boxes, bags, and miscellaneous other packaging. It was on one of our biggest hoversleds, and accompanied by some of the biggest crewmates.

The Waterwill at the loading gate burbled thoughtfully, sounding like a water jug given sentience. She extended what passed for an arm of her own and pointed indoors. “You’d better bring it all the way in. Over here.” She glided inward, moving in that mysterious way I’d never figured out. Someone shaped like a column of jello had no business scooting forward that quickly, no matter how much their lower end rippled against the floor.

But I didn’t have time for galaxy-gazing; I had to help steer the hoversled. Regulations said we needed someone on all four sides for a load this big, just in case of antigrav mishaps. Didn’t want it slamming into something breakable at this client’s facility — or slamming into anything at all, really, but this place was some sort of high-tech manufacturing plant, and I didn’t want to think about what kind of damage a crash could do.

No mishaps today, though. The Frillian twins paced along on either side, all muscles and tight clothes (they’d left the flowy silks behind today; a solid choice). I couldn’t see Zhee in the back, but I heard the quiet click of his bug feet. My own feet were silent in proper Earth shoes as I tugged the steering handle and followed the Waterwill.

I thought we’d just take the thing to the far side of the big loading dock, unload it in an out-of-the-way spot to be unpacked later. But the Waterwill kept going. We passed hovercars and wheeled carts, storage cabinets and bins, along with a baffling arrangement of pipes along one wall. Windows showed glimpses of the busy manufacturing facility. I had no idea what they were making. Maybe I’d get a better look on the way back out.

Oh hey, a human, I thought in surprise as I passed a bigger window. With a Strongarm on his back? What in the world are they making together? I was already moving past, and could only speculate about intricate manufacturing projects that needed hands and tentacles at the same time.

I was still wondering why the Strongarm hadn’t just pulled up a chair next to the human when the Waterwill signalled me to stop. “Stopping,” I announced for Zhee’s benefit. We all came to a halt, and nobody crashed into anything. Hallelujah.

“Here, please,” the Waterwill said. She stretched her arm out into a long tendril to pick up a scrap of something blue that had fallen on the floor, and pointed at an empty space near several foam-topped tables. “I’m needed out front. Heeme, can you oversee?”

“Sure thing,” said a voice from nowhere, then a Strongarm climbed out from under one of the tables. “Found the last of the broken bits, by the way.” Two of his tentacles were curled around pieces of the same blue stuff the Waterwill had picked up. The blue stood out against the dark red of his skin, but not as much as the four mismatched tentacles on other side did. They were a transparent blue-green much like the Waterwill’s own tendrils. I tried not to stare, and failed.

“Thank you,” the Waterwill said. “I’ll be back in a bit.” She set her broken piece of whatever on the nearest table, then scooted through a door that was apparently soundproofed, because a cacophony of whirs and whooshes filled the air until it closed.

“Right,” I said. “Over here, then.” I steered the hoversled into position, then we all worked together to guide the detachable gravity platform onto the ground. That part always made me nervous, since it looked like the giant pallet that could crush me was floating through the air with just a touch of technological magic to make it go. I understand other models of industrial-sized hoversleds have more mechanical-looking gravity platforms, or regular forklift arms. Ours was the glowy magic kind, and it deposited the giant stack of objects with all the precision of the best fairytale enchantment.

“Perfect,” said the Strongarm. “We’ll unpack it from here. Thanks.”

“Our pleasure,” I said.

Zhee, finally able to see over the hoversled, got a good look at who I was talking to. “Oh, I’m sure you’re fast at unpacking,” he said, pointing with his pincher arm. “Does that model form into blades?”

“Sure does!” the Strongarm said, holding up a see-through tentacle that instantly flattened into a shape like a steak knife. “Good for packaging, stubborn latches, and all manner of other things.”

“And stabbing!” Blop put in, to be immediately shushed by his sister.

“No stabbing on the job,” she told him.

The Strongarm laughed. “Yeah, just respectable tool use. They don’t give these out to anyone who’s going to do violence with them.”

I asked, “Is that Waterwill tech? I haven’t seen one before.”

“Yup.” He turned the knife back into a tentacle, then into a variety of other shapes. “One of the perks of working here, for sure. They’re cagey about sharing tech. This is the best prosthesis I’ve ever encountered.”

I thought of the hard metal-and-plastic replacement limbs that were standard on Earth. They would be wildly out of place on this guy’s squishy octopus body. And no amount of interchangeable attachments would be able to beat this kind of easy shapeshifting. I said, “That looks really useful.”

“It is!”

The loud door opened to admit a wall of sound, along with the human-and-Strongarm pair. Which I realized with a start was actually just a human wearing more transparent tentacles on his back.

“Here’s the new set,” he said to the Strongarm, placing a clear box on the table that was full of a stack of more flat blue things. They appeared to be cut into very specific shapes. I might have been curious about what they were for if not for the much more interesting thing to be curious about.

“Hello,” I said. “Does everyone who works here get extra limbs?”

The tan human grinned. “If they want ‘em! And they pass the screening, of course. But you’ve got to leave them here each day if they’re the bonus kind, as opposed to replacements.”

The Strongarm wiggled his tentacles in a taunting manner. “I can open packages and slice food so easily at home.”

The human made a face and wiggled the tentacles on his back. “Yeah yeah, we’re all jealous. Someday I’ll convince the bosses that there’s an actual market for these, and I’ll be the first in line to buy my own.”

“They think there isn’t?” I asked in shock. “Those look so useful! I can’t list the number of times I’ve wished for more hands. Using teeth and feet only goes so far.”

Zhee made a disparaging hiss. “You have that many fingers, and still want more? Greedy.”

“I’m just saying that re-weaving a cargo net would go much faster if I could hold all of the fibers at once,” I told him, then turned to the Frillians. “Back me up. Two arms just isn’t enough sometimes, right?”

Blip and Blop looked at each other and shrugged. “I guess?” Blip said. “But that’s just when it’s time to get another person to help.”

Zhee clicked a pincher. “Exactly so. Or approach the problem differently.”

The human told me, “I’ve had this conversation more than once. Apparently not all species grow up imagining what it’s like to have bird wings or monkey tails or whatnot.”

“Surely other people want to fly,” I said. The expressions around me were dishearteningly blank. “Surely!”

“I wouldn’t bet on it,” the human said. “See why I couldn’t convince the bosses?”

“But even on a practicality standpoint!” I exclaimed. “They have you using them here; why wouldn’t they think you’d want to use them at home?”

He shrugged, moving the tentacles in a graceful wave as he did. “Alien brains. I’ve given up trying to fully understand.”

The Strongarm spoke up. “If there are actually a large number of humans who would buy these, then it couldn’t hurt to put together a request from outside sources. The bosses don’t listen to random employees who are probably biased, but they might take an interest in actual buyers.”

I shook my head slowly. “Our courier ship isn’t going to be that kind of buyer, especially not at the scale they’d probably need.”

“What about big human ships?” Blip asked. “We could suggest it to the next one we meet.”

“Or human colonies,” Blop said. “Or large groups at space stations.”

Zhee said, “I heard Captain Sunlight talking about a delivery to Basal Station soon. There are plenty of humans there. You could suggest it to them, if you think this is really that widespread an interest.”

“It couldn’t hurt,” I said, thinking. There was indeed a significant human population on that space station, which might even include the crew I’d met from the droid jousting ship Hold My Beer. They were definitely the type to appreciate some extra arms. Both for working on finicky electronics and general slapfight shenanigans.

“Here, we should have something with the contact information,” said the Strongarm. “Jon, is there a notepad over there?”

“Yeah, got it.” The human leaned over a table and used his tentacles to lift a stack of books so he could pull out the small notepad at the bottom. That may have been showing off. “Here you go!” He handed it to me with his regular hand.

“Thanks,” I said. “I’ll see if I can find the right ears to whisper into.”

“Best of luck!” he said. “My partner has asked me no less than half a dozen times if I could sneak my set home to play around with, but I’m not gonna risk the job.”

I laughed, hoping I wasn’t blushing. “Oh man, I wasn’t even going to mention the bedroom applications.”

Of course Zhee had to ask, tilting his head with faceted eyes shining. “The what?”

“Remember how most humans find tentacles a little creepy?” I asked him, pocketing the notepad.

“I recall. It makes this insistence all the stranger.”

“Well, some humans aren’t creeped out at all. Kind of the opposite. They like them a lot. In a, uh, private fashion.”

Jon the human spelled it out for him. “Mating rituals.”

Zhee’s antennae did a complicated dance, then settled in something that looked like disgust. “I was about to ask why, but I’ve decided I don’t want to know.”

“Yeah, best not to,” I agreed. “Anyway! Very useful extra arms. Good for a wide variety of activities. Other humans will likely be interested.”

“Very likely,” Jon agreed.

I activated the hovercart with a nod, and we said our goodbyes. The employees wished me luck. They returned to work while we headed back toward our ship.

Zhee grumbled disparaging things about my species the whole way, but that was nothing new.

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The ongoing backstory adventures of the main character from this book. More to come! And I am currently drafting a sequel!

PS: the story with the good ship Hold My Beer is here, if you're wondering about that. It's fun.

#my writing #The Token Human #I probably should have thought up a prank-related story for today #given what day this getting posted #but it didn't occur to me and I already had this idea #plus that might feel like a repeat of 'What’s a Minor Heart Attack Between Friends?'#which I'm going to reblog next just for funsies #anyways the location for this story is partly based on my old workplace #though the noise is on the wrong side of the door #humans are weird #haso #hfy #eiad #humans are space orcs #humans are space bards #and other such tags #tentacles #prosthetics #in spaaace

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morganbritton132 · 1 year

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I just know Eddie goes all out on April fools day! I’d love to see a Eddie munson tiktok saga post about April fools day to boost my mood x

(Thank you for all your amazing posts, they always make my day)

Saturday April 1st 2023, 7:32AM

Eddie is awake when Steve wakes up, which is not unusual so it does nothing to further the process of his senses coming back online. Steve doesn’t notice the mischief in Eddie’s smile or the camera when he mumbles a g’morning and stumbles his way into their ensuite bathroom.

Steve immediately comes back into the room with hands on hips. Eddie zooms in on the unimpressed look on his face and laughs when Steve points to his cheek where a crudely drawn dick is and states, “Get this off me.”

Saturday April 1st 2023, 11:06AM

Eddie posts a Tiktok from where he’s sitting on the kitchen island. Steve opens the fridge and a bunch of rubber snakes pop out at him. He is not fazed by it, but nearly jumps out of his skin when he turns around and sees the fake spider Eddie sat on the counter.

This video ends with Steve saying “Enough!” while Eddie is laughing his ass off.

Saturday April 1st 2023, 2:53PM

Eddie sets his phone up at the end of the deck in their backyard. He then proceeds to climb up on the railing next to the door leading into the house with a gigantic water balloon. The video speeds up to show that he was standing there for a long time before Steve opens the door.

Steve freezes, having spotted Eddie. They just stare at each other – Eddie with his giant water balloon held over his head and Steve who was letting Ozzy out for a bathroom break. Steve finally says, “You realize I’m not walking out there.”

“You don’t need to,” Eddie says and throws the balloon at him anyways. Steve yelps as he moves away, and you hear him laugh from inside the house.

Saturday April 1st 2023, 4:15PM

Eddie posts a compilation that starts with him holding a tiny remote. When he presses a button, you can hear the sound of a fly buzzing around the room. The video is then spliced with clip after clip throughout the day where you’ll hear the fly sound followed by Steve looking around and saying “Is there a fucking fly in here?” with increasing frustration.

Saturday April 1st 6:01PM

They’re eating dinner. Eddie dumps a bunch of broken pieces of uncooked noodles onto Steve’s plate of spaghetti and mixes it up while Steve messes around in the fridge. When he gets back to the table, he takes a bite and there’s an audible crunch.

Steve swallows hard and then starts coughing, wiping the smile that Eddie was trying to hide off his face. The smile is gone completely when Steve starts coughing up blood.

Eddie’s face goes white, “What the fuck? It was dry pasta!”

Steve gives up the act immediately and stops coughing. He gives Eddie an unimpressed look as he tosses a pack of blood capsules at him and says, “Yeah, I know. Stop fucking with me.”

#Steve going from 0 to 60 with his pranks is hilarious to me #he’s like ‘oh you’ve been a mild annoyance today? I’m gonna make you think I’m dying’#eddie munson tiktok saga #steve harrington #eddie munson

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brekitten · 1 month

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Danny Phantom, Batman - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Batfamily Members (DCU) & Danny Fenton Characters: Danny Fenton, Alfred Pennyworth, Bruce Wayne, Damian Wayne, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, Jason Todd, Duke Thomas, Stephanie Brown, Barbara Gordon Additional Tags: April Fools' Day, Pranks and Practical Jokes, Danny Fenton-centric, Crack Summary:

It's April Fools Day, and our favorite ghost boy is ready. It's practically tradition at the Wayne household to prank at least one person in the family on April Fools. Surely they won't mind him engaging in that tradition, right?

Consequences? What're those?

Or,

Danny pranks the Bats on April Fools Day.

Thanks go to @the-infamous-only for being my beta, and to everyone that gave me ideas for this! This wouldn't have happened without yall, so thank you!

#dpxdc #danny fenton #various batfam members #i'm too lazy and tired to name all of them #pranks #april fool's day #this was supposed to be posted on april first #that didn't happen whoops #it's finally done though #i'm pretty happy with it #also happy that i was somewhat productive today #managed to finally knock out a wip #so yay!#enjoy the chaos #happy (late) april fool's!

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naffeclipse · 1 year

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Chapter 15: This Episode Consumes and Consumes and Consumes Part 2

FNAF Cryptid!Sun/Moon x Cryptid Hunter!Y/N (SFW)

“You can’t hunt this cryptid,” he repeats, voice lowering. “Let’s leave.” You stare at him, bewildered. The thought comes too late to duck your head and hide your hurt. At least Moon is being honest now; he doesn’t trust you to take care of the scary things. He probably never did.

Word Count: 10,200~ Warnings: Death, gore, decapitation, blood, violence, horror, anxiety, fear, and implied suicidal behavior.

A/N: I had a Time™ editing this one because of a few tricky scenes that took a couple of tries to turn into what I wanted them to be, but it's finally here! Please note the chapter warnings and take care. Enjoy!

You are dealing with your friend being where he shouldn't be, Moon visits with a cryptid, the hunt continues but not without another talk between you and Sun, Lambert grows suspicious of the animatronic, and then all three of you run into another canyon.

#cryptid sightings #ao3 link #here's part 2 out of 3 #fun fact i had this finished yesterday but it was april fools #and i didn't want anyone worried that i was pulling a prank #so i waited to post it today #i feel better about posting it in the morning too #have fun because the tongue-eater certainly is

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tokyoteddywolf · 2 months

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BIRTHDAY BIRTHDAY BIRTHDAY BIRTHDAY-

I'm 23 now :D

Thank you all so much for sticking around! This piece is also a little joke about how I'm like a Pokémon Professor, always rambling theories and explanations and doing research! If I had a specialty, it would be Gaia Energy and Synergy Stones, considering the AU I've written and drawn.

This also classifies as my Mewsona human form, by the way. And of course I had to feature in Obsidian, my darling girl that's the star of The Obsidian Mew AU!

Anyways I'm off to eat myself an entire tiramisu cake :3

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