*happy Noises* - Tumblr Posts
Now, I need to mostly focus on the bottom lip but I need to apply it a little bit on the inside of your mouth. It's not gonna be, like, on the inside of your cheek or anything. It's gonna be on the soft, fleshy and moist part of your mouth that's close to your lip. Is it okay if I do that?
You are so cutie patootie and babygirl I love your long hair so much I wanna braid it, put it into a ponytail, add flowers, whatever
I wanna do your makeup and just like try to do the bitten-lips look on you and give you long winged eyeliner and sjshhwhagsh can I please please please do that
"Um- I... I'm fine with people braiding my hair but I'm not too sure about make-up? And I... admittedly have no idea what a bitten-lips look is supposed to be-
And... um... I'm a guy. Not a girl. Definitely not a toddler-"
GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER EVERYONE, CHARLOTTE DROP THE TEXTING YOUR FRIENDS ABOUT GIRLS NIGHT, ANDREW, FORCE THE CAT TO WATCH, THE DIGITAL CIRCUS IS COMING OUT IN 30 MINUTES SO GET READY EVERYONE!
Slipknot Stimboard (with red, black, masks and music playing) for Anon
x x x / x x / x x x
GRRRRRRR YOU'RE WELCOME ALBERT BBG 🤍✨🖤
(and of course I'm not afraid of You Albert~)
To: Albert//from: me
YOU'RE SO SWEET AND GENTLE
I swear I want to hug you and spin you around you're so protective about the people that you care about (｡•́︿•̀｡)
I swear your adorable I want to pinch your cheeks (≧▽≦)
:3
♠️ Oomf
Wow it’s been months since I’ve tried drawing with only a ball point pen and sharpie. I hated the way the nose turned out so I tried scanning the drawing on my phone and edit it there. It turned out better than I expected ngl
(I aspire to have that energy ngl)
Thank you @baxieblur-turnip and everyone who got me to 10 reblogs!
Face it, this would be funny as hell for a heist song. Impractical, because you would be caught immediately, but funny.
Today’s Butler of the Day: Raven from Earl and Fairy
@apircteslife sent:
Smoker shifts with discomfort before he sighs and rubs this eyes tiredly, his fingers moving to pinch the bridge of his nose in exasperation before he decides to bite the bullet and straightens in front of the Pirate Captain in front of him "Straw Hat... permission to join your crew..."
Luffy looked up in surprise. The last person he had thought would ask to join him was Smokey. He looked up at the taller man and thought of all their encounters with one another, of Logue Town, Alabasta, Marineford and Punk Hazard. Time and time again, they had clashed but had ultimately ended up on the same side as often as they didn't. The young man had come to think of the marine as a friend, and his friends always had a place on the Sunny.
"Permission given, welcome to the family!" His grin spread as he spoke, though he could already anticipate his crew being uncertain, like they had been about his alliance with Toroa.
I've been playing this game called like a dino and got this for a notification
Brb I'm going to go and cry/hj
Miguel’s claws make Grayson very giggly hehehehe
500 Follower Boop Booth: Day 7
You all really wanna make Gray’s life hard huh?
An Unpredictable Escape Plan
The Security Guard has learned too much about Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, and he senses his death looming. So, he tries to escape by means of crawling through a vent. But nothing appears to be going to plan...
This fanfic was somewhat suggested by @gamequeenanya! I sent you the fanfic beforehand, and you gave me some wonderful praise, which I humbly appreciate. This fanfic is about the security guard in the intro of the Five Nights at Freddy's Movie. So...I hope everyone else enjoys the fanfic too! The tickles get a little intense by the end, so just a forewarning.
The security guard could feel his heart bursting out of his chest. He had learned far too much about the history of this place while on the job…He was going to die if he stayed here for even another minute…Luckily, he had managed to find a vent that had led him out to another area of the pizzeria. Using this, he was able to avoid the terrifying animatronics while escaping from the horrible place. He didn’t care about his paycheck anymore. If he was going to live another day, he would have to crawl through the cobwebs in the vents to get there.
The security guard crawled out of the vent and ran through the hall. His mind was spiraling as he tried to find an exit. Where is the exit? There’s gotta be an exit around here somewhere. This place wouldn’t be built without at least two exits. There was one entrance that could also work as an exit. But the entrance was in the middle of the pizzeria where the animatronics were! And there was no way he could escape without them getting him!
He looked forward and gasped with surprise and relief. A door?! IS THIS AN EXIT?! YES! He can finally get out of here! He was so close to smelling the cool air of the night outside! He didn’t care how freezing it was gonna be outside. Cause anything was better than being locked up and left for dead in that stupid pizzeria! SCREW YOU, ANIMATRONICS!
He reached the door and pushed the door down, expecting it to open. But when it didn’t, he tried it again. It didn’t open. No! Is it jammed?! He pushed hard on the door, hoping something would loosen. But it wasn’t working! Why isn’t it working?!
He froze in horror when he heard the humming of someone behind him. Oh no…
He slowly turned himself around, and gasped as his eyes fell on one of the animatronics! Though the shadows hid most of the animatronic’s body, he knew EXACTLY who it was.
It was Foxy! AND HE HAD CORNERED HIM! NO!
The security guard pushed on the door a few more times as he heard Foxy’s rapid footsteps coming closer. Shit, shit, shiT, SHIT, SHIT! COME ON, YOU STUPID DOOR! WHY WON’T IT OPEN?!
He turned around and leaned against the locked door, and widened his eyes as Foxy jumpscared the security guard by SCREAMING at him and making the lights flicker around him!
The security guard let out a SCREAM of his own. His body was completely frozen in place, riddled with anxiety and impending doom. He was done for…this is it! He was going to die in this old, rugged place, and no one was ever going to find his body!
Foxy picked up the security guard with its hand and its hook, and carried the security guard out of the hallway. The security guard kicked and shouted, reaching for anything to grab so he could stop Foxy from carrying him away. Anything to not be killed by the evil robots!
“HELLO?! HELLOOO?! IS ANYONE OUT THERE?! HELP ME!” He shouted in a pleading voice.
Foxy carried the security guard farther and farther down the hall and turned towards the main part of the Pizzeria. Freddy, Chica and Bonnie all turned around, and observed the Foxy animatronic carrying the security guard towards them in its arms.
“Wait…WAIT NO! PLEASE, LET ME GO!” The security guard yelled, visibly terrified. Foxy picked up the security guard and turned him around, so he was forced to face the animatronics. “Ohgod…” He muttered.
The animatronics looked at each other, almost like they were conversing. The security guard was left in the dark as the animatronics nodded their heads and ‘talked’ to each other. Then, the security guard widened his eyes as he felt a pair of eyes staring him down from above him. Was…Was Foxy staring at him?! He slowly turned to look at Foxy, before whimpering in fear. He was right…Foxy was staring him down.
And then he felt the hook and the hand adjusting themselves on his hips! He started tugging and contorting his hips every which way so that he could potentially get out in the middle of Foxy’s adjustment. But even when Foxy was adjusting, the security guard was just too weak to properly fight against this robot. The strength levels were undoubtedly unmatched, and the security guard knew that no matter how hard he tried, he would never be able to get out of Foxy’s grip…well, at least until Foxy chose to let him go.
“P-Please let go! GaAH!” He jumped and covered his mouth. Dammit…that’s embarrassing… “S-Sorry…” He mumbled.
Freddy looked up at Foxy with a tame look on its face. Then, Freddy, Bonnie and Chica looked at each other again. What were they planning now!?
Foxy adjusted its hand again, poking its hook into his hip a little deeper. Not expecting it, the security guard jumped and yelped again. “aAah-? Sohorry...” He reacted, biting his lip. He sensed that Foxy’s touches were not supposed to tickle…and yet here he was, unable to stop his reactions.
Freddy and Bonnie walked closer to the security guard. “OhnoNONO-” The security guard tensed up as the animatronics quickly puppy guarded him. “aAAAAH!” He jumped and wiggled around in surprise. “WAHAHAIT, WHAHAHAT?!” He reacted, looking down as the blue and brown fingers tweaked his sides and ribs. “HAhahahaha! Whahat ahare you do-DOHOHOIHIHING?!” He asked aloud.
Foxy’s hand and hook poked and prodded in the dips of his hips, making the security guard jolt and shake his head with laughter. The thing is, he expected them to kill him with either a hit to the head, or a stab to the back. He really did! These animatronics were perfectly capable of it, and more!
But TICKLE HIM!? He NEVER would’ve guessed that in a million years!
“Whahahat ihihis thihihis?!” He asked.
What had gotten into these animatronics?! Yes, he’d rather be tickled than killed any day! But…still, what made them change their mind? And…why could he hear children giggling nearby?!
“Helloooo?! Hehehelloohohohoo?!” He called, trying to look around for any children.
But he couldn’t see anything over these huge animatronics!
Bonnie’s fat fingers began to slowly rise up his ribcage while a little girl’s giggles began to fill the room. “He’s funny!” The little girl reacted.
“HELLOHOHOHOOO?!” The security guard called. “AHAHANYOHOHONE?!” He asked.
“Tickle his armpits!” the little girl's voice had said.
The security guard widened his eyes in horror. Excuse me, WHAT?! Who is that?! And HOW DID SHE KNOW?!
He stared up at Bonnie with widened eyes, and attempted to push the blue animatronic away. “B-Bonnie, I’m warning you. If my armpits are even touched, I…I may die.” The security guard warned.
Bonnie looked over at Freddy and tilted its head. Foxy looked down at the security guard, and looked up at Bonnie and Freddy. But then, Chica walked up and moved Bonnie and Freddy away! What was Chica gonna do to him?! Should he be scared? Or will things be okay? He didn’t know for sure.
Chica leaned over, and looked deeply into the security guard’s eyes for a moment. The security guard was thrown off by this. Why was the animatronic staring at him?! But then…Chica’s right, big hand went up and grabbed his right wrist. “W-What-” He tugged and pulled on his wrist. “What are you planning?” He asked, hoping and praying for some sort of reply.
The little girl’s laughs returned for a few moments, before his armpit was poked. “OhNOWAIT- GaHAA!” He jumped and squeezed his eyes shut, unable to stop his reactions.
His armpit was poked again, by presumably the same animatronic.
“HOLDOHON-” He reacted. “WhatdidIjuhuhustsahahay?!” He asked, laughing nervously.
…And then the finger slid down his armpit. “OhoGOHOHOD-!” He squealed and threw his head back with a laugh.
…And a slide up…
“NoNONONO-!” He wheezed and bursted out in fits of cackles.
…aaand a slide down.
“Plehehehease DOHOHOHON’T!” He wiggled and laughed hysterically.
The little boy’s laughter returned for a few moments. “He’s funny!” The boy admitted.
He opened his eyes and looked around through his laughter, still desperate to find out who that was.
“It’s a shame we have to kill him.” Another child’s voice had said.
The man widened his eyes in horror. OHGOD…The animatronics are still gonna kill him?!
“Hmmm…” Chica stopped tickling the security guard and tilted its head before turning to the other animatronics. “Maybe not…” the girl’s voice said.
The animatronics looked at Chica with surprise. The security guard closed his eyes and began to mentally pray to himself. Pleeeease let the animatronics change their minds…
Chica, Bonnie and Freddy walked back to give the security guard some space. He was still breathing somewhat heavily, still physically tired from the tickles he received. The security guard’s attention moved to the Freddy animatronic as it powered down. And…out revealed a child! Is…is this the kid that he’s been hearing?! The security guard widened his eyes and stared at the boy.
“H-Hi.” The security guard said somewhat awkwardly. “Hi there.”
The kid smiled a bit. “Hi.” The kid replied.
The security guard looked at the kid in the white shirt, and the white top hat. He looked adorable, to be honest. Innocent and sweet, especially when he’s smiling. He was already softening his expression just by looking at him.
Then, the boy looked over to the right and revealed another boy. But this time…he had a brown striped shirt on. The security guard appreciated being introduced to the children, but…he still had no idea if he was going to get out of here alive, or if they were going to witness his death.
The kid in the brown shirt began to narrow his eyes at him curiously. He walked closer to the security guard and looked them up and down, almost examining him in a way. The security guard looked at the kid in the white shirt, confused as to what the kid in the brown shirt was currently doing.
But then, the brown-shirt kid stopped his body inches from the security guard and smirked at him with some sort of twinkle in his eyes. The security guard recognized this look to be mischief. A child’s mischief at its finest. The security guard started to grow slightly nervous. Why is he so close to him? What was that grin for? What was the kid planning on doing to him!? Why was the kid planning anything?!
He looked down at his armpits, and then looked back up at the security guard. He reached his hand out, and poked his finger in the dip of the guard’s armpit. Naturally, the guard jolted and tensed up. “aAh-?!” He jumped.
The kid smirked a little wider as he dragged his finger down the armpit to his upper ribs.
The security guard could feel every part of his body jolting and struggling to get away, while slightly desperate giggles trickled out of his lungs. “Ahahahaha, c-cohohome ohohohon.” He reacted.
The kid giggled, revealing this to be the same child who was giggling while the animatronics were tickling him earlier. “They like you.” The kid admitted, looking at the other kids.
The security guard snickered and shook his head, struggling to handle the agonizingly light tickles. “Hehehehe- Thehehey dohohohoho?” He asked.
The kid nodded his head. “They like your laugh.” He told him, moving his fingers to his middle ribs. “They like your smile.” He added, scratching his 3rd and 4th rib. “They want you to live.” The kid explained.
The security guard felt like he was being toyed with. The tickles were driving him a little insane…but at the same time, he was thankful he was still being kept alive.
“Cahahahan Ihihihi?” He asked, looking down as the kid scratched his fingers on his lowest rib.
“Live?” The kid finished. “I don’t know.” He looked over at a room in the corner of the main area. “The bunny wouldn’t be happy with us if we let you go…” The boy admitted, slowing his fingers a little bit.
The security guard was still giggly, though it was a little more bearable for him. He began to pray even harder that the boys let him go. All he wanted was to be in the comfort of his home, with a cup of soup in his hand, staring at some sort of documentary on the Television.
The boy with the white walked up to the brown-shirt boy, and pushed him aside. “My turn.” He said, before skittering both his hands all over his armpits. “Kitchy kitchy koo!” The kid in the top hat declared.
The security guard threw his head back and let out a long fit of cackly laughter. “OHOHO NOHOHOHO! GAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HAHAHAHA- AAAHAHAHAHA- P-PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!” He shouted desperately. It sounded like he was absolutely dying at the hands of this child!
“You’re tickling him too rough.” The girl told the boy in the top hat. “You need to be gentle.” She moved his hands out of the way and tickled on his belly.
“Hehehehe! Hehehehehe- Ohohokahahay, ahaha lihihittle behehehetteheherr, buhuhuhuhut-” He said, letting out more giggles rather than hysterics.
The little girl smiled. “Like that.” She told him, stopping her fingers to let the top hat boy try.
“But that’s no fun. I’ve heard lots of giggles from him.” The boy complained, before dancing one hand on his armpit.
“Ohoho bohohoy- GaaAAHAHA!” He jumped, widened his eyes as his grin widened as well.
“I want him to laugh really hard…” The boy tickled the other armpit with his other hand. “...Like he was told the funniest joke in his life.” He admitted.
The moment his other armpit was touched and tickled, it was all over for him. He was a complete mess of cackles and laughter. “NAHAHAHAHAHA! AAHAHAHEHEHEHEE!” He laughed. “EEEEHEHEHEHEHEHE- EEEEEK! EEEHEHEEE! IHEEHEEHEE- IHI CAHAHAHAHAHAN’T!” He cackled. There was no way he could laugh harder than this. If this is what the kid wanted, he was certainly gonna get it.
“But he’s gonna pass out.” The girl warned.
“Isn’t that what the bunny wants?” The top hat boy asked.
“Well…” The boy in the brown shirt crossed his arms, just letting the other boy take over. “It would take a long time for him to pass out from laughter.” He reminded the boy.
“But…maybe we don’t have to make him pass out.” The boy in the top hat suggested. Whoever this top hat boy was, he was determined to not kill the guard.
“PLEHEHEHEASE IHIHIHIHI’M TOOHOOHOOHOO TIHIHICKLIHIHIHISH!” He begged.
“What do you suggest we do?” The boy in the brown shirt asked.
“I have a plan.” The top hat boy told them. “But we’ll only do it if the guard is on board.” He told him. “Will you let us save you? Nod your head yes, or shake your head no.” He told the guard.
He could not have nodded his head any faster. He was BEGGING to get out of here at this point…and he didn’t care how much tickling he had to endure! If it means getting out, then he’ll do it.
“Okay.” The top hat boy smiled as he dipped his fingers deeper into his armpits. “I will tickle you. I will tickle you really hard, that you get really tired. When your laugh stops, I’ll stop tickling. But when you stop, I want you to pretend you passed out.” The boy explained.
Gosh, forget pretending…He’d probably pass out right now if he could.
“Then we’ll carry you to the back…and let you go free there.” He told the guard.
The guard tried to let out a sigh of relief. But it more came out as a wheeze, than anything else. “F-Fihihihihine.” He said.
“Okay.” The top hat kid said. He nodded at the brown-shirt boy, smiling when he got a nod in response. He nodded at the girl, and smiled when she nodded back. He nodded at the rest of the kids, and smiled brightly when they nodded back. They were all in on it.
Top Hat boy continued his tickle attack for about 15-20 more minutes. In order to make this pass-out trick really work, he would have to make the security guard utterly exhausted, to the point of almost passing out. But he also had to keep up his rough tickles…because again, to make it realistic, the security guard had to sound like he was dying before ‘passing out’. So the kid dug deeper into his armpits, and tickled in other spots in order to REALLY make him scream. Though the security guard knew this was his ticket out, it was really difficult being tickled to the point of exhaustion. His body was jumpy and tense for a while…
But then…he reached a point where his body had gone completely limp…he stopped laughing altogether, and was just…silent. Only then, did the kid actually stop tickling him. Though he was supposed to pretend he was passed out, that was an unbelievably easy job for him at this stage. He could feel his eyes drooping and closing slowly. And it didn’t help that the animatronics were carrying him like a toddler. It made him feel…almost comfortable…warm…loved…
When the security guard woke up again, he gasped and got up onto his feet. Where was he?! In the street? Which street?! ANYONE?!...But getting out of the alley, he thankfully found a store that he recognized. With that in mind, he was able to figure out where he roughly had ended up. And with that knowledge in his mind and his wallet in his pocket, he took a taxi back to his home. Though the long tickle attack was a bit much, he was absolutely thankful to be alive…And he had those ghost children in the animatronics, to thank.
500 Follower Boop Booth: Day 10
Poor Grayson…
I know I’m not feeding y’all rn so TAKE THIS PLEASE :3
I love them they so silly
I don’t think I’ve mentioned but in my little AU sorta thing Grayson is Miguel’s apprentice/assistant, usually doing paperwork stuff and cataloguing data for Miguel. They start to develop a friendship and have a father-son kinda relationship too :3
Can you do a mandalorian fic we’re him and y/n/the reader are in zero gravity and reader is being sassy so they have a silky tickle fight in zero gravity? :3
The Mandalorian Tickler
Summary: See prompt above :)
(Thanks for the prompt @teddysterk ❤️ :) First time writing for The Mandalorian 😅 Not quite the direction given, but I still hope you enjoy ❤️ :))
"Why can't I help steer the ship?"
Mando sighed. "No one flies this ship but me kid. You know this."
"But it looks so easy!"
"Y/n."
"I'm sure I could figure it out."
"Don't make this harder than it needs to."
You tried to make your eyes as wide and pleading as possible. "I promise I'll be careful!"
"No."
"But---!"
"End of discussion."
You sunk back into your seat. "You're no fun."
"Yep."
"An absolute buzzkill."
Mando pushed a couple buttons. "I know."
"A regular stupid head.
"Mh-hm."
With a groan, you sunk further into your chair. Ever since you were a kid, all you had dreamed about was flying a ship. Didn't matter the size or the make, you just wanted to fly it.
The thrum of the hyperdrive, the pop and crackle of wires, the hiss of heated metal as coolant flowed through them---it all just sparked something deep inside of you.
To be this close and not get to touch any of it was pure torture!
Your fingers twitched closer to the panel as you fought even harder to keep your fingers away this second time.
"Y/n."
You paused. "Yes?"
Mando hadn't turned away from the controls. "Don't touch."
You stayed frozen for a few seconds longer. Then when you were sure Mando's attention wasn't on you anymore, you started moving closer to the panel.
"I mean it."
Your movements paused again before slowly creeping forward a third time. Your fingers were so close!
A second later, a hand squeezed your ribs.
You squealed and jumped back into your seat. Both of you arms pressed against your ribs to shield yourself from further attacks.
When you looked up, you met the eyes of Mando's helmet. "Why did you do that!"
"I was aiming for your arm."
"You missed!"
From the helmet looking down, you swore you heard a faint chuckle. "Really?"
"Stop!"
Instead of stopping, Mando clicked the auto-pilot button without turning back to the console.
"W-what---?"
"Since you won't keep your hands to yourself, maybe I can find another form of persuasion."
A split second later, you were out of your seat and moving around the cockpit. However, you could never put enough distance between you and him.
"Mandoho, l-let's talk about thihis!"
"Well, what do you have to say?"
"Stohop coming closeher!"
"Yeah, I don't think I will."
You ducked around one of the chairs and managed to avoid Mando's arm in the process. Now your back was to the console as Mando continued approaching.
"You're making this harder than it needs to be kid."
"No Ihim not!"
"Y/n."
You scrambled back even further, but you didn't realize how close you were to the console. Instead of finding more space, you found cold metal that easily took out your legs. On your way down, you instinctively grabbed for something to stop your fall and hit a button instead.
"Y/N!"
"Oops," you thought as you floated up to the ceiling. "Sorry!"
"You turned off the gravity!"
"I tripped!"
Mando twisted and turned until he was able to roll himself over. "Now you're gonna get it!"
"Eep!" You started "swimming" towards the wall. "Nononono!"
Mando continued moving closer and closer toward you while you continued moving farther and farther away. It was hard to get far though when you were swimming through the air like a puppy over water. You scooped air out of the way and kicked your legs like a frog but you barely moved a centimeter forward.
It took a great deal of stretching before you finally touched the wall with your hand. You yanked your legs forward then pushed off like a rocket away from your attacker.
"Hey!"
You stuck your tongue out at Mando. "Missed me!"
In response, Mando launched himself off the wall toward you.
"Eep!" You scrambled to get away.
"Get back here kid!"
"No!"
As Mando pushed himself off the wall and toward you again, you launched yourself forward. This time, you didn't get very far.
Mando had anticipated your next move. He pushed his feet down and activated his jetpack. This change sent him right in to your incoming path.
"Hey!" You squirmed in his hold. "No fair!"
Mando used the pack to then get him to the control panel where he hit the gravity button again. A moment later, he landed in the pilot seat with you in his lap.
"Finally."
You turned to smile. "Uhu . . . Time to go!"
Mando tightened his grip. "You're not getting out of this that easily."
A squeal escaped you as Mando redug his hands into your ribs. "Nah! Nohot thehere!"
"What's wrong kid?" You could feel Mando's smile through his helmet.
"Yo-your fingers!"
"What about them?"
"Theheyre---theheyre---."
"They're what?"
"Ticklish!"
"Really?" Mando held up his hand to test wiggle his fingers. "Feel normal to me."
You shoved Mando's free arm and he immediately starred to tickle your tummy. "Eeeeeehehe! Mandoho noho!"
"Shouldn't have revealed your weakness kid."
"Ihi didnhn't!"
"Then how did I find out?"
"Becahause yohou hahave bahad ahaim!"
Mado chuckled. "Now you're sassing mehe?""
"Buhut ihit's truhue!"
"Oho really?"
"Yehes!" You squirmed to get out his grip. "Yohoure ahaim is terrihible!"
A huff escaped Mando's mouth. "Now you're gonna get it."
"Wha---."
A moment later, Mando wiggled his fingers into your armpit.
"AHEEEEE! MAHANDOHO!"
"So how's my aim again?"
"EEEEH! EXCELLENT!"
"And will you touch my control panel without my permission?"
"NEVER!"
Mando's other hand came up to tickle your other armpit. "Promise?"
"EEH! YES!"
"Really truly?"
You started sliding down Mando's legs. "YES! PLEASE! PLEEEHEASE!"
Finally, the tickling stopped. "Alrihight."
You plopped onto the floor and wrapped your arms around your torso. "Yohou ahare horriblehel!"
"Well." Mando ruffled your hair. "Hopefully you'll remember for the future."
You stuck your tongue at him in response.
As you recovered, beeping started coming from the panel. Mando turned to check the reading.
You immediately jumped up. "What's uhup?"
"Fasten your seatbelt." Mando locked himself in. "We've got company incoming."
You jumped back into your seat. "I've got your back."
"I know." Mando grabbed the handles. "Now let's go."
Ok so I can't do Alastor's voice at all, but would you be comfortable with me hypothetically maybe POSSIBLY making a dub of the boop booth? (Can't promise it'll happen I just would really like to) - kochofairy
Le GASP :0
AAAAA OF COURSE!! Thank you for asking, firstly! And second, if you’d like to do a dub of the booth booth, you absolutely can! Just be sure to credit me if you do! (ˆ⌣ˆԅ)
It’s okay if you don’t do it in the end, but I’d be more than happy and curious to see how a dubbed version of my boop booth would come out! 👀