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switchydogboy · 11 months
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SURPRISE!!
bet yall thought i was gone huh? well think again!!
im coming back with a fic trade with the amazing @lokust (go follow them NOW!)
i may be a bit rusty, but here goes nothin!
Miguel's Weakness (ATSV)
It was a peaceful evening in New York- Peter B. Parker's New York to be exact. All the spider-kids decided to come visit, just hanging out for the night. Miles, Gwen, Pav, and Hobie were all sitting at the kitchen table, while Peter was cooking, and Miguel was laying on the couch watching the news.
"Come on bro, everyone's got a weakness, something that makes them totally vulnerable, there's no way you don't have one!" Miles said to Hobie, as everyone was discussing their biggest weakness. "Nah bruv, ain' got no weaknesses, solo guy like me got nothin to be all weak about." Hobie replied. Miles was determining to get something from him, so he kept on. "Hobie come on, everyone has one, it's nothing to be embarrassed of! Pav has his auntie, Peter's got his baby, Gwen's got her dad, Captain Stacy, and I've got my parents, we all have something close that gets us, you've gotta have something!"
Hobie finally gave in. "Alright alright..mayyybe my band has a personal touch to me." Miles smiled. "See, there you go, your band!" He looked over to Miguel. "How about you, Miguel, what's your biggest weakness?" Miguel didn't look up from his phone. "No way bro, you aren't getting anything from me."
At this point, Peter started listening in, smirking. "Oh Miguel? He's super ticklish haha!" Miguel's eyes shot wide open, his face turning red. "I am not!!" he protested.
Gwen smirked. "Oh reaaally~? So the big bad Miguel O'Hara is ticklish~?" Miguel froze as all four stood up, smiling at him. "Big tough guy melts at a lil tickle, eh~?" Hobie added. They instantly surrounded him on the couch, and before he knew it, he was being held down by the four. Gwen and Hobie had his ankles, Pav and Miles holding his arms up. "He looks super nervous!! I bet his belly's super ticklish!" Pav said.
Before he could utter a protest, he was being attacked all over. Hobie and Gwen scribbling his feet, Gwen's freshly manicured nails doing the most damage, while Pav was poking and squeezing at his belly, and miles was digging into his underarms.
Miguel was practically screaming with laughter as he tried to pull his arms away, only for their grips to tighten. "Awww, wha's wrong, tough guy? Feelin' a bit ticklish~?" Hobie teased. "All that big, tough brooding, and he's brought to pieces by a little tickling!" Miles added. Pav circled his bellybutton, giggling at Miguel's squeals every time he got close. Gwen dug under his toes, sending him through the roof into silent laughter. "Uh ohhh, looks like i found the death spot!" she teased. Miguel turned as red as the blades on his arms.
The four swapped spots, as Gwen straddled Miguel's waist, blowing raspberries on his bellybutton, while simultaneously digging her nails into his underarms. Hobie began poking and prodding his sides, while Pav and miles scrubbed his feet with brushes. Miguel was screaming with laughter, tears pouring down his face, as he tried to break free, only to realize that Miles webbed his arms up while he wasn't paying attention.
Miguel was going crazy, until Peter finally finished dinner and saved him from his attack. "Okay okay guys, let him breathe heh, dinner's ready." They unwebbed Miguel, helping him to the table as they all sat down and began eating. "You..yohou guys know im gonna get you back, right?" Miguel said with a struggle. "Yeah, but we finally know your weakness, so its worth it!" said Miles.
THE END!
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switchydogboy · 1 year
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*bonk of hello*
ack- hi joker heh
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switchydogboy · 2 years
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neheheheheee i got a squeaky toy nowww
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switchydogboy · 1 year
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Tktktktktkktktktktk :)
gaaaAAAAAA SHUTUPPPPP
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switchydogboy · 1 year
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Ahem: Dear porn bots and random untitled pages, would you kindly please-
STOP FUCKING FOLLOWING ME?!
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switchydogboy · 1 year
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there's love in the air!
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switchydogboy · 2 years
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This is for the lovely, adorable, and amazing @the-new-ginger-switch! Love ya, honeybun~
The Dollmaker
Ginger was walking through the woods one day, a custom carved walking stick with a cat-head top in one hand, and a compass in the other. She looked around, trying to get her bearings.
"Uuuughhh" she groaned. "Stupid compass led me nowhere. Last time I buy hiking stuff from a street vendor." She fumbled around with her backpack until she came across a map, reading it top to bottom. She sighed and decided on the route that seemed the closest to her. "This map better work." she grumbled, beginning to walk an almost imaginary path.
She walked what felt like miles, until stumbling upon a relatively large sized wooden shack. From the looks of it, the wood was hand carpentered, and put together by hand to build the place. She looked down at the map again and stifled an angry shout. "Stupid map only led me to this stupid shack! Hopefully someone's here..and hopefully they can help me outta here."
She slowly opened the door, peering inside to see if she could find anyone. "Uhh...h-hello? Anybody home? Not a burglar, i swear- just trying to get directions-" she called, hoping she wouldn't be kicked out before she could get help. She looked around to find hand-made dolls and figurines, each with a different look. "Woah..whoever lives here, they're very skilled-" she said quietly. Out of nowhere, a tall, paleskinned boy, wearing a smokey grey hoodie, faded jeans, sneakers, and a beanie. His face was hidden by a simple white canvas doll mask.
Ginger jumped and yelped. "EEK- who- who are you-??" she uttered, breathing a bit heavily. "Woah, easy there, its okay! I mean you no harm! I'm the owner of this place heh, I go by B, but most people refer to me as the dollmaker!" Ginger looked very puzzled, especially because of his attire. "Whats with the mask-?" she asked, very taken aback.
"I just like wearing it heh, its surprisingly comfy! So, what brings you to my shack? Interested in a doll or statue?" He replied, as he arranged a few dolls for her to examine. "Maybe a potion or a tonic?" he added, revealing a large shelf set of different colored bottles. Ginger gulped a little and finally said something. "Uh n-no thanks- I'm just looking for directions-" He pulled a tall blue bottle out and poured a bit into a drinking glass, the potion shining against the light. "Of course! But perhaps you could have a drink? You look very dehydrated if you don't mind my saying."
Ginger reluctantly took a sip from the glass. To her surprise, the drink was very delicious, addictive even. She smiled a little, taking another sip. "Refreshing, right?" he smiled, as she started to feel a bit stiff.
Ginger gasped, as before she knew it, she stood as stiff as a doll, only able to move when positioned by someone else. "Wha- what was that drink???" she cried, trying desperately to move, but to no avail. The Dollmaker chuckled, looking her up and down. "That, dear, was my dollification potion! Those who drink it turn into a human doll for a period of time!" He position to arms behind her head, lifting her hoodie a bit. "Tell me something, traveler. You wouldn't happen to be...ticklish, would you~?"
Gingers eyes shot wide open, as she tried to say no, but it didn't matter. The dollmaker stood in front of her, wiggling his fingers just in front of her belly. "I think I'll take your silence as a yes~" he slyly remarked. Within an instant, his fingers skittered and scribbled across her tummy, Ginger bursting into internal laughter. Even though she couldn't move a muscle, she felt each nerve in her belly being tickled, each stroke of his finger sending the worst ticklish feelings through her body.
"Hmmm, perhaps you aren't ticklish, you aren't even laughing! Maybe I'm not trying hard enough?" He skittered from her tummy, to her sides, then to her ribs, all the way to her underarms. Mirthful tears began pouring down Gingers cheeks, as she tried to move any way possible, but was simply trapped, stuck as she had some of her worst spots absolutely destroyed by the Dollmaker.
Finally, after what felt like hours of torturous tickling, he stopped and helped her into a free position. She tried to angrily protest but couldn't find the words to do so. "Here, this is for your troubles, dear!" He handed her a map to her home, with a route back to his shack if she ever wanted to visit again, along with a miniature souvenir doll of herself. Ginger finally was able to form words. "I- y-you- you're a very cruel person, y'know!". He chuckled. "Yes, but the blush on your cheeks says that you're happy~"
The rose-red blush on her cheeks shined brighter, as she gathered her things, silently wished the Dollmaker goodbye, secretly thrilled she stumbled across his cozy little home, fully intending to visit again. "Happiest digression I could've made from the trail" she thought to herself, continuing to think of him the rest of the night.
The End!
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switchydogboy · 2 years
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Dogboys, doggirls, enby-pups, and any other form of dog-person, all deserve treats and cuddles that is all and that is final and true.
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switchydogboy · 2 years
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I LOVE MY DIGITAL MEDIA TEACHER
im just sitting in digital media when i hear my teacher say "Hey i got some vanilla ice cream, anybody want some?" AND HE LEGIT HAS THOSE MINI BLUE BELL CUPS IM SO HAPPYYY
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switchydogboy · 9 months
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Do you think pigs can fly?
It would be nice if they did, a looot of people would have to pay, date, and kiss me lol
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switchydogboy · 1 year
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*walks in and lightly bonks you, then walks out*
ack- do you mind sir, im trying to shoot zombies here!
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switchydogboy · 1 year
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i swear to whatever deity you wanna think of-
apparently the bots are trying to scam us now, so if you get this in your inbox, dont fall for it, its fake!!
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switchydogboy · 2 years
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If anyone was wondering whatever happened to Foghorn Leghorn, the southern rooster from Looney Tunes, I have the answer
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switchydogboy · 2 years
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ATTENTION!!
SICK DOGBOY ALERT!!
yes unfortunately i am currently sick :(((
Should anyone wish to give attentive medicine (although not required of course!), multiple medicines can be given through asks or dms
i shall be back soon!
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switchydogboy · 2 years
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why must today be so full of TEASES?! not only did a couple of my bandmates tease me like a dog saying "what a good boy" and "do you want a treat?", but my "sister" (not rlly my sister but we're as close as siblings) TICKLE MY RIBS WHILE I WAS PLAYINGGGG ajldhmcgbydrcntdsmufnkhmkxjrenxdfc
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switchydogboy · 2 years
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gaaaahaahhaha not my friend drawing on my hand and me bursting out into giggles in the middle of classss-
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