Total Drama Brony :3
Romics 2014 
:D

Romics 2014 
:D

spazzdhn:

Rappin’ History of the Wonderbolts

dave-and-sky:

It’s my birthday…? It’s my birthday!

Last year, my own mom and dad forgot my birthday…

D’awww

:D

Happy b-day
For Cody

:3

:3

firmbootybuttnsfw:

kiss kiss fall in love

WHAT ???

I do not believe, in Italy zoey wins in TDAs??


Now I can say for the second time that all stars was the worst season ever.
Bye

the-once-ler-in-superjail:

((WARNING: This chapter contains adult content. Please read at your own risk.

AAAHAHAHAHA >8D

I feel so awkward about uploading this. Also crappy comic is crappy and lacking backgrounds but oooooh well, you all wanted it so bad and it seems like Warden feels the same.

This is a very short chapter, the next one will be extra long to make up for it though :) ))

Warden: *It’s pretty common knowledge that the Warden is a man with a high libido, and with all the crap that goes down in Superjail on a daily basis it’s also common knowledge that he’s not too classy about it. Why should he care? It’s not like anybody can complain if they see him, say, in the company of three handsy flying gloves. Or, for example, having mud-covered sex with an alternate female version of himself. That’s why it’s not surprising that he’s sequestered himself off in his office with the blinds drawn (even if nobody can see up that high into the staff tower it’s just unnerving to do what he’s doing with an entire transparent wall behind one’s back) with a stack of photographs of his boyfriend. He’s not used to having to wait, and it is driving him mad. While he’s a sprightly man- filled with boundless energy and a manic personality- he is still getting on in years, and this means that what he’s doing is putting a fair amount of stress on his body. He’s lost in a haze with his forehead on his desk, one arm around his head with his hand fisted around a crumpled photograph of the Once-ler. Others are scattered across the surface of the table, a few having fallen to the floor. The other arm is disappearing behind the desk and moving at a rather furious pace. He’s breathing heavily- occasionally panting as he misses a breath and almost suffocates, red-faced and twitching, shoulders heaving. He’s not actually on his first round, so to speak. He’s got a couple of hours to himself and damnit, he’s going to get rid of all this pent-up sexual frustration before he loses himself in another moment with Once-ler and tries to force himself upon him. He still doesn’t know what exactly is the big deal about being forced into it, but if it upsets Oncie then that makes life difficult for him.*

Once-ler: *having feeling incredibly cheerful about the last moment he spent with the Warden, he decides to go find him. He’s rather chuffed. The Warden had no idea what he was doing and he still managed to completely cheer the young man up in a way no-one else could. He’s already forgotten about his mother, or at least trying to push it out of his head, and has dedicated his focus now to just enjoying himself in Superjail and being with the Warden. He expects the Warden to be in his office, as usual, and wants to find him to go for a drink at super bar, so he makes his way to his office. Once there, he’s completely unaware of what’s going on inside until he opens the door and steps in* Hey, War- *at first he doesn’t know what’s going on. For the first few seconds he recognises it as Warden having a headache, or tummy ache, or fever, or feeling sick, but after those seconds pass he realises what’s really happening and his eyes widen in shock and he gasps, suddenly frozen in a stare, immediately turning bright pink.*

Warden: *His head snaps up quickly, and he, too, is wide-eyed with shock. Then his entire body convulses and eyes tighten. A strange choking noise forces its way out of his mouth but he turns it into a very strangled-sounding bark of speech* Aa-agh! What the hell- *his head thumps to the desk and his arm comes up to shield it from Oncie’s vision. He continues talking muffledly into the table* What the hell are you doing in here?! *His other hand hasn’t left its position under the table. First of all, he can’t exactly bring it out now. That would be kind of like admitting defeat. And second of all- he’s now too distracted by panic to notice that his hand is still doing what feels best, running his thumb over himself. Oncie can wait his damn turn. Even if he is about ready to die on the spot- how could he have forgotten to lock the door?*

Once-ler: H- haa- *he’s gone bright red to the sight of his boyfriend doing that to himself and he still can’t seem to move or speak, too in shock. He eventually manages to form words though* I was jus- I wanted to ask if- I’ll- I’ll just go and let you finish! *he quickly turns around and slams the door- “Let him finish?!” He starts thumping himself on the head in panic and idiocy. “WHY did I say THAT?!”*

Warden: *Mentally reeling off every curse word he knows, and inventing a couple as well as his head remains on the table, visibly twitching a little. Once his boyfriend has run out he raises his head up with a wince and catches sight of the photographs strewn across his desk.* *Lets out a heavy sigh* Well, since I’m here. *rests his head on his free hand and just… decides to continue a little. There’s no way in hell he’s going out there right now, and even after however many times he’s done this he’s still all wound up. He’s probably only making things worse for himself, and a smarter guy might decide to have a cold shower instead, but the Warden is nothing if not a slave to his basest desires. But, eventually, he’s worn himself out enough to clean himself up, tidy away his desk, and very, very sheepishly step out of his office.*

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the-once-ler-in-superjail:

kaprikoren:

the-once-ler-in-superjail:

((WARNING: This chapter contains adult content. Please read at your own risk.

AAAHAHAHAHA >8D

I feel so awkward about uploading this. Also crappy comic is crappy and lacking backgrounds but oooooh well, you all wanted it so bad and it seems like Warden feels the same.

This is a very short chapter, the next one will be extra long to make up for it though :) ))

Warden: *It’s pretty common knowledge that the Warden is a man with a high libido, and with all the crap that goes down in Superjail on a daily basis it’s also common knowledge that he’s not too classy about it. Why should he care? It’s not like anybody can complain if they see him, say, in the company of three handsy flying gloves. Or, for example, having mud-covered sex with an alternate female version of himself. That’s why it’s not surprising that he’s sequestered himself off in his office with the blinds drawn (even if nobody can see up that high into the staff tower it’s just unnerving to do what he’s doing with an entire transparent wall behind one’s back) with a stack of photographs of his boyfriend. He’s not used to having to wait, and it is driving him mad. While he’s a sprightly man- filled with boundless energy and a manic personality- he is still getting on in years, and this means that what he’s doing is putting a fair amount of stress on his body. He’s lost in a haze with his forehead on his desk, one arm around his head with his hand fisted around a crumpled photograph of the Once-ler. Others are scattered across the surface of the table, a few having fallen to the floor. The other arm is disappearing behind the desk and moving at a rather furious pace. He’s breathing heavily- occasionally panting as he misses a breath and almost suffocates, red-faced and twitching, shoulders heaving. He’s not actually on his first round, so to speak. He’s got a couple of hours to himself and damnit, he’s going to get rid of all this pent-up sexual frustration before he loses himself in another moment with Once-ler and tries to force himself upon him. He still doesn’t know what exactly is the big deal about being forced into it, but if it upsets Oncie then that makes life difficult for him.*

Once-ler: *having feeling incredibly cheerful about the last moment he spent with the Warden, he decides to go find him. He’s rather chuffed. The Warden had no idea what he was doing and he still managed to completely cheer the young man up in a way no-one else could. He’s already forgotten about his mother, or at least trying to push it out of his head, and has dedicated his focus now to just enjoying himself in Superjail and being with the Warden. He expects the Warden to be in his office, as usual, and wants to find him to go for a drink at super bar, so he makes his way to his office. Once there, he’s completely unaware of what’s going on inside until he opens the door and steps in* Hey, War- *at first he doesn’t know what’s going on. For the first few seconds he recognises it as Warden having a headache, or tummy ache, or fever, or feeling sick, but after those seconds pass he realises what’s really happening and his eyes widen in shock and he gasps, suddenly frozen in a stare, immediately turning bright pink.*

Warden: *His head snaps up quickly, and he, too, is wide-eyed with shock. Then his entire body convulses and eyes tighten. A strange choking noise forces its way out of his mouth but he turns it into a very strangled-sounding bark of speech* Aa-agh! What the hell- *his head thumps to the desk and his arm comes up to shield it from Oncie’s vision. He continues talking muffledly into the table* What the hell are you doing in here?! *His other hand hasn’t left its position under the table. First of all, he can’t exactly bring it out now. That would be kind of like admitting defeat. And second of all- he’s now too distracted by panic to notice that his hand is still doing what feels best, running his thumb over himself. Oncie can wait his damn turn. Even if he is about ready to die on the spot- how could he have forgotten to lock the door?*

Once-ler: H- haa- *he’s gone bright red to the sight of his boyfriend doing that to himself and he still can’t seem to move or speak, too in shock. He eventually manages to form words though* I was jus- I wanted to ask if- I’ll- I’ll just go and let you finish! *he quickly turns around and slams the door- “Let him finish?!” He starts thumping himself on the head in panic and idiocy. “WHY did I say THAT?!”*

Warden: *Mentally reeling off every curse word he knows, and inventing a couple as well as his head remains on the table, visibly twitching a little. Once his boyfriend has run out he raises his head up with a wince and catches sight of the photographs strewn across his desk.* *Lets out a heavy sigh* Well, since I’m here. *rests his head on his free hand and just… decides to continue a little. There’s no way in hell he’s going out there right now, and even after however many times he’s done this he’s still all wound up. He’s probably only making things worse for himself, and a smarter guy might decide to have a cold shower instead, but the Warden is nothing if not a slave to his basest desires. But, eventually, he’s worn himself out enough to clean himself up, tidy away his desk, and very, very sheepishly step out of his office.*

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So I read the first part last night, and then read all the parts in one sitting in like, uh, 6 hours (?). I would’ve ended up gushing about how the escalation of this story is practically making me itch but—sorry if I’m being rude—I can’t help but feel like the sex in here is so… anti-climactic. And after all I’ve been through, reading the long-winded, heavily detailed paragraphs that, lucky for you, got me going despite the little hindrances that seems like that one character is taking forever to react, yet the sex just leads up to him gently stroking his dick…? That’s all there is to it? Couldn’t it have gotten any kinkier with juicy details of how it went like what they did? Was he penetrated? Did they just frot? How the hell did the sex proceed? How much did they come? What did their sweat and flustered faces looked like? They said it’s great but…WHY is it great!? You left out something here and the fact that it’s “NSFW" is totally misleading. I barely saw anything worth labeling as such. In fact, I thought I was just scrolling too fast, but no. It’s true. I just read ALL that is there, period. To make matters worse, I LITERALLY stayed in my seat, rocking on my chair to see how it’s going to go when I can finally reach to the 17th part. You didn’t leave me hanging but I felt like I read something that seemed…rushed.

I was going to fangirl so hard about this story… I thank you for putting your best effort into it. The creative writing too, because I can imagine their setting and expressions as if I can picture them doing this in my mind. I’m so fucking grateful to have discovered this because it’s actually  worthy of keeping your eyes glued on. But then I get to, I thought would be one of the greatest parts of the story… I slumped in my seat.

Of course, seeing that this story isn’t over yet, I have high expectations of how you could possibly make up for this “short” chapter. I’ll be tuning in, cross my fucking heart. Keep it up!

I apologize in advance if I sounded like I just whined and whined in here.

((Hey, kaprikoren  :) I’m sorry it’s taken me so long to notice this reblog, but I read your review and thank you for your criticism and also you’re positive comments too, it’s appreciated because it’s nice to know that you took the time to write something about it. I can’t work out whether that sounded like a rant or not, you tagged it as one, so if you could make it less ‘ranty’ next time, I’d really appreciate it even more :) But thank you anyway!

I know it’s not exactly an excuse, but let me just clear a few things that may simmer you down a little. Unfortunately, I didn’t write the whole of this, this is actually a Roleplay that I changed into a fanfic, so some of what is actually written there (mainly the Warden posts) hasn’t been changed at all. My roleplay partner is someone who rarely makes mistakes when roleplaying, so most of the time I know I don’t have to edit much of her posts, and also is a good creative writer, so I don’t have to slather her posts in more description.

When it comes to writing sex scenes for me, the lead up is always the more interesting thing to write for people to read, that’s why I focused on that more (Which I explain further in the next part :D ). And I try to keep it at a less graphic level and prefer to use innuendo’s rather than the particular terms, because I don’t really like using graphic words, it can make the writing sound like a ‘sloppy fanfiction’. This is also a fanfiction about the connection between the two main characters, that’s why I prefer to focus less on what happens and more on the sensations they both share :3 Because what is effecting them so much is the fact that they are not just having sex, they are having with with each other, and it’s the feelings that pass through them that makes the moment, not what happens. :’3

The reason why it feels like it happened so fast is because it DID happen so fast, over like THAT *snaps fingers*. And there is more description in the lead up because that’s what the Warden focuses on the most. He takes in every single detail what the Once-ler does to him at the lead up and scrutinizes every sensation he feels because he’s been waiting so long for it and is so unsure about what’s going on (that’s explained in the chapter). The moment he gets thrown onto the bed, he sort of loses his sense and just wants it to happen as soon as possible. And It’s purposely meant to be quick and undignified, because it WAS quick and undignified for them. The climax was suddenly over, because that’s how quick it happened for Warden. It was the lead up that had such an effect on him, when it got to the actual sex, he sort of lost his mind to really pay attention to what was happening. HELL, he wanted it so badly but he even forgot to undress himself!

But hey! I know what you mean, and these reasons may not have changed anything :) I appreciate your critical comments, thank you! And I’m not here to shout back at you, you just seemed a little upset about it so I thought I should try and clear some things up that angered you x’D

Also, you’ll be pleased to know that the next chapter does involve a much more descriptive sex scene, more descriptive because Warden is in control and knows what it happening and everything goes at a pace that is more in control, not something over in a second :) And, there is limited description about WHAT happens, and more about the feeling and sensations the two share.

I really hope you’ll prefer the next one, I’m sorry to have disappointed you in this one, I will try my best to write the next chapter better and hopefully you’ll give me a better review on that one. Once again, I appreciate the review, and will very much welcome any more reviews for later chapters :) ))

paranoicoadolescentefluorescente:

MA ORA DOVREI ASPETTARE UN ANNO PER LA SESTA STAGIONE DI A TUTTO REALITY?

Lo dici a me :/ ?