Heya, call me Scum. She/her, 30, tired writer. 18+/MDNI.
This is a secondary writing blog of mine, hence the awkward URL. Primarily into Spamton/Tenna, and plan to write along those lines, as well as some reader insert. Please feel free to chat to me about them, I don't have anyone I know really into them....
Some of my posts are just personal notes to myself about these guys.
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╰❧ Latest: Left to Our Own Devices (Tenna/Reader) (Explicit)
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Another fun downloadable (on ko-fi), and this time it's paper! Inspired by the posters in TV world, I thought it'd be cute to pretend to use it as a writing space instead. Use it for mailing out letters with the Tenna Envelope I made (though you'd have to fold this a lot to get this to fit lol), laminate it and use it as a re-usable to-do list! Cut out the 'writable' space awkwardly and frame your favorite Tenna in it! The options are somewhat endless and not at all limited!
Personally, I used this to print out my own personal notepad on Vistaprint. The 5.5" x 8.5" works best, but the 4" x 5.5" size works too with Vistaprint cutting off the sides a bit. Feel free to use any service, I only have experience with Vistaprint.
PLEASE do not use to resell as notepads in your store! I'm providing it as a free download because I don't have the means to sell physical products. Please be nice!
* Please keep in mind that every printer is a little different color wise, so colors may not match the file image to a T. Most printers will be a little darker, so feel free to lighten the image if
I would like to write giving tenna a bj while hes in a maid outfit. Can you imagine that? Im drooling pathetically trying to imagine anything past his whines and the way the dress would cover your head while you're ducked under there.
Would LOVE to do things to spamton. Alas. I want to fuck puppet spam more than anything, and writing his dialogue is a nightmare. I get so stuck on trying to figure out how his thoughts would be. Like. Are they jumbled too??
Personally I like to think they dont do the ad bracketts but they're a little wonky, but not as bad as when he tries to Speak and express his thoughts - i like the idea of a disconnect there.
I would like to write giving tenna a bj while hes in a maid outfit. Can you imagine that? Im drooling pathetically trying to imagine anything past his whines and the way the dress would cover your head while you're ducked under there.
Took a break from writing to make myself a notepad design and get it printed.
The idea was that TV World has a bunch of posters around, i always assumed they were meant to mimic movie posters outside of Tenna's blatant narcissism (joke), and thought it would be fun to have a notepad based on that, you just write where the 'poster' or Very Important Tenna Framed Photo would be.
This is the first time I made one entirely by hand instead of reusing game assets, so I'm pretty happy with the result. I can see issues and where computer screen to print didnt go well, but if I feel the need to I think the changes would be easy to make.
I do not have the time, wherewithall, or money to make these like. An actual sellable thing. But I'm considering putting the file on ko-fi so folks can use it to print off their own personal use notepads through vistaprint or something
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Imagining you super excited to show Tenna a new game release, anticipating cuddling with him on the couch as you play, excitedly pointing out all of the features that delight you.
But the moment you bring it up to him, he... pouts. Just for a moment.
"Wouldn't it be more fun to play on me?"
The line sounds like a pathetic attempt at flirting, but his demeanor proves to you he's serious. A brand new game on a CRT older than its predecessor.
Normally, you wouldn't mind, but you *really* wanted to cuddle as you played. You knew if you fell asleep during this midnight release, he'd help you to bed, and you'd be sooo comfy all the while...
There's a bit of back and forth. Nothing angry, or too depressing, just some puppy eyes until he comes up with a middleground.
You can still sit in his lap *and* play if he just...sits back, right? You'd be comfortable, he can lean back so you wouldnt have to strain your neck, just...slightly looking down at him... and his lap would be readily available.
It's late. And the midnight release is so near, to where you finally relent. I mean, at least he'd still be able to see it too, right?
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His hands keep wandering, and every time you try to acknowledge it, he waves it off. Teases you over not focusing on the game you waited on playing for *so* long.
But how can you focus with his hands slowly fondling your thighs, groping your ass, acting like his erection isn't obvious and gently rubbing against your inner thigh?
Carefully, trying to be 'subtle', Tenna squeezes your ass and pushes you closer, making you gasp as your cunt rubs gainst his bulge. You hadn't realized just how badly you were ignoring your swollen pussy until that brief grind had you clenching around nothing, nearly begging for more.
You had dressed down, simple pj shorts and a tee for comfort, but Tenna had stayed in his (stupidly tight) pants, dressed down to his shirt with a few buttons undone.
Bastard, planning this and not even giving you the satisfaction of dry humping with thin fabric between the two of you.
"Mmm, haha. You've been running into the wall there for a while."
You blink, your gaze refocusing on the game only to see he was right - your little character was running in place, bonking against the edge of the screen.
But you can't be assed to care, not when his grin overlays the game.
You drop the controller aside, giving yourself leverage by grabbing his sides and finally grinding your sore cunt against him again. He sucks in a breath, but chuckles.
"Wow, who woulda thought such a new game couldn't keep your attention-"
You love him, you really do, but you're too embarrassed by how easy it is for him to get you going, and shut him up with a stubborn kiss.
Tenna pounding into you incessantly against your mattress, switching between babbling various pleas ("I'm good enough, right?! The classics never get old, they're classic for a reason!", "please, I love you so much,",) and huffing into your ear how tightly you clench around him, how he *knows* you love his cock too much to ever consider letting him go - when was the last time you *didn't* get dick drunk during sex with him?
It's overwhelming, to the point of you messily drooling over your pillow, fumbling your grip on the sheets as he doesn't stop his unrelenting pace through another orgasm of yours.
All because your *friend* suggested you should get a new tv.
The other side of this would be restraining tenna to the bed and taking your time kissing and lapping at his cock, always teasing him to the edge only to pull away and refuse to continue until he acknowledges the bond between you. (Or, until he says something kind about himself so he doesnt get all glooby every time someone else mentions new tech). Watching him swalow thickly, wriggle his hips up to just at least *brush* against some part of you - anything just to ease the ache you've given to his cock. It bobs, precum dribbling off onto the sheets, sliding down his length and pooling between the cockring he promised to wear.
You know your way around a CRT, and if you truly wanted anyone else but Tenna, you'd make that happen. But I guess he's just gotta learn through a very long, pleading night that you don't intend to replace your favorite past time anytime soon.
Reminder to never write anything thats strictly only on a tumblr post, I tried to reblog that last thing and add a lil reversal blurb and tumblr said Fuck You apparently. No sub tenna tonight ig.
Tenna pounding into you incessantly against your mattress, switching between babbling various pleas ("I'm good enough, right?! The classics never get old, they're classic for a reason!", "please, I love you so much,",) and huffing into your ear how tightly you clench around him, how he *knows* you love his cock too much to ever consider letting him go - when was the last time you *didn't* get dick drunk during sex with him?
It's overwhelming, to the point of you messily drooling over your pillow, fumbling your grip on the sheets as he doesn't stop his unrelenting pace through another orgasm of yours.
All because your *friend* suggested you should get a new tv.
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Took a break from writing to make myself a notepad design and get it printed.
The idea was that TV World has a bunch of posters around, i always assumed they were meant to mimic movie posters outside of Tenna's blatant narcissism (joke), and thought it would be fun to have a notepad based on that, you just write where the 'poster' or Very Important Tenna Framed Photo would be.
This is the first time I made one entirely by hand instead of reusing game assets, so I'm pretty happy with the result. I can see issues and where computer screen to print didnt go well, but if I feel the need to I think the changes would be easy to make.
Explicit (MDNI), short drabble concerning Tenna unable to sleep, and deciding to jack off next to you while you sleep.
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He shouldn't. He knows he shouldn't, just the thought of it makes Tenna's nerves go alight, burning up his spine in shame.
And yet, at the end of the day, he's also so painfully aware that he's pathetic. That just hearing you breathe so calmly in your sleep, a little mumbling of his name slipping out, makes a shiver course through him. A damning idea circlating in his circuits.
The bed creaks as he shifts, finally freeing himself from staring at the wall. Slowly, carefully, until he's on his back, able to peer at your sleeping form with ease. Trepidation begins to fill him as he inches a hand down his stomach, fingers toying with the waistband of his bottoms.
He shouldn't do this. The thought repeats still, even as his cock strains against his boxers, beginning to ache as he teases himself through the fabric.
Tenna's breath picks up, his mouth slightly agape, screen colors betraying just how fast his guilty conscience becomes overruled. By the time he works up the gall to expose himself, there's a heady trail of precum dribbling down his cock.
He sucks in when he grips himself, doing his damnedest to keep his noises low. You typically slept through the night, but it didn't mean he was safe- oh, god, what was he doing?
"J-just, ah, real quick, I'm sorry, my Star…"
It's too quiet for you to feasibly hear, a low buzzing from his old speakers, but it lifts some of the shame. Replaces it with fervor, panting leaking out as he continues to stroke himself. Squeezing the head of his cock on an upwards thrust, cursing himself in his thoughts.
You've done so much for him. Given him a new home, provided him with company - your wamrth. And here he was, dick in hand, unable to break his view of you away as he shanelessly tried to imagine just how tight you'd feel around his length. Imagining the noises, the way he'd coax you through taking all you could of him - lost in a fantasy of want and need.
His other hand fumbles blindly at his buttons as his strokes quicken, successfully hitting his Mute before his hips jerk up, thrusting shallowly in his grip as he cums. It shoots out in loose spurts, coating his hand and abdomen, dripping down his length. It cements further just how fast he was developing into a quickshot with his disgusting habits.
He struggles to keep his movements calm, buzzing with the idea of being caught in such a lewd state, but soon he's able to breathe easy again. Sated, swimming in a brief afterglow of relief. He's contemplating how to discreetly clean himself up when you stir.
"Mmph… Tenna?"
Quickly, he covers himself back up, wincing at the cum staining his boxers, discreetly unmuting himself. You're still wiping at your eyes when he sheepishly looks at you.
"Ahaha… I didn't wake you, did I?"
"Mmn, no, I'm just cold," you mumble, shifting to press yourself against his side, nuzzling his arm. You don't seem to notice how he stifles a whine, tugging the blankets further over his crotch, "is this alright?"
Oh… You were going to be the end of him.
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I took a hit, then had the urge to have tenna be a massive, but embarrassed, pervert. He's an old man, he's going to get excited easily (and maybe he already has a few times privately before), and I feel like any genuine affection will turn him into. Gestures above.
I'm recovering from burnout and I gotta spit things out to work through it. Comments are appreciated if you liked it.
Explicit (MDNI), short drabble concerning Tenna unable to sleep, and deciding to jack off next to you while you sleep.
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He shouldn't. He knows he shouldn't, just the thought of it makes Tenna's nerves go alight, burning up his spine in shame.
And yet, at the end of the day, he's also so painfully aware that he's pathetic. That just hearing you breathe so calmly in your sleep, a little mumbling of his name slipping out, makes a shiver course through him. A damning idea circlating in his circuits.
The bed creaks as he shifts, finally freeing himself from staring at the wall. Slowly, carefully, until he's on his back, able to peer at your sleeping form with ease. Trepidation begins to fill him as he inches a hand down his stomach, fingers toying with the waistband of his bottoms.
He shouldn't do this. The thought repeats still, even as his cock strains against his boxers, beginning to ache as he teases himself through the fabric.
Tenna's breath picks up, his mouth slightly agape, screen colors betraying just how fast his guilty conscience becomes overruled. By the time he works up the gall to expose himself, there's a heady trail of precum dribbling down his cock.
He sucks in when he grips himself, doing his damnedest to keep his noises low. You typically slept through the night, but it didn't mean he was safe- oh, god, what was he doing?
"J-just, ah, real quick, I'm sorry, my Star…"
It's too quiet for you to feasibly hear, a low buzzing from his old speakers, but it lifts some of the shame. Replaces it with fervor, panting leaking out as he continues to stroke himself. Squeezing the head of his cock on an upwards thrust, cursing himself in his thoughts.
You've done so much for him. Given him a new home, provided him with company - your wamrth. And here he was, dick in hand, unable to break his view of you away as he shanelessly tried to imagine just how tight you'd feel around his length. Imagining the noises, the way he'd coax you through taking all you could of him - lost in a fantasy of want and need.
His other hand fumbles blindly at his buttons as his strokes quicken, successfully hitting his Mute before his hips jerk up, thrusting shallowly in his grip as he cums. It shoots out in loose spurts, coating his hand and abdomen, dripping down his length. It cements further just how fast he was developing into a quickshot with his disgusting habits.
He struggles to keep his movements calm, buzzing with the idea of being caught in such a lewd state, but soon he's able to breathe easy again. Sated, swimming in a brief afterglow of relief. He's contemplating how to discreetly clean himself up when you stir.
"Mmph… Tenna?"
Quickly, he covers himself back up, wincing at the cum staining his boxers, discreetly unmuting himself. You're still wiping at your eyes when he sheepishly looks at you.
"Ahaha… I didn't wake you, did I?"
"Mmn, no, I'm just cold," you mumble, shifting to press yourself against his side, nuzzling his arm. You don't seem to notice how he stifles a whine, tugging the blankets further over his crotch, "is this alright?"
Oh… You were going to be the end of him.
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I took a hit, then had the urge to have tenna be a massive, but embarrassed, pervert. He's an old man, he's going to get excited easily (and maybe he already has a few times privately before), and I feel like any genuine affection will turn him into. Gestures above.
I'm recovering from burnout and I gotta spit things out to work through it. Comments are appreciated if you liked it.
I've been haunted by overtime and making personal stationery, and streaming, so writing has slowed a bit. I'd like to show the new stationery but I'm still trying to get it to work out properly.
Still gonna be writing just. Slowed. I need the extra money so i'm trying to do overtime whenever available.
I'm not sure if I'd rather work on some more old man perv tenna (truthfully, i want that to be a mini series with a few ideas ive partly written), a swap spam/ten drabble, or a (puppet) spam/reader thing.
The issue with the puppet spam is that idk what id write. Currently ive just had eating him out on the brain, but im not coming up with a good scenario or similar to excuse that. Also I kinda wanna do something else??
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A silly, and amateur, tenna themed envelope for fun - not to be used as an actual mailable envelope. Write the giftee's name on his nose! Pretend he was sending a letter to you, or his favorite mailman! Dirty it up a little and pretend you found it in a certain puppet's belongings! You can do whatever, the options are endless (until its non-envelope related).
*Streaks on paper is due to my printer, not the image file. ya pal does not wanna drop $70 on printer ink right now lol
You can find it HERE. Free! Free!
Details Below:
This is made with an average every-day home printer in mind, so the measurements are to fit a normal sheet of printer paper (8.5 x 11 inches). The envelope prints out to about 3 x 4 1/2 inches.
Please keep in mind that every printer is a little different color wise, so colors may not match the file image to a T. Most printers will be a little darker, so feel free to lighten the image if needed.
To attach the antenna, after you've folded the top flap down as desired, cut a small slit in the center of the fold. The length should be enough to wiggle the bottom part of the antenna in at angels until the bottom part is in, but not easy to pull out. Or! You can glue it. The preview images show the slit method.
The mock seal is just something to cut out and glue on as if it was sealing sticker.
I recommend:
- Printing in landscape mode
- Setting the 'image' to fit rather than fill the paper
- For a slightly bigger size, you can mess with whatever word program that allows images to fidangle removing the margins and headers to fill the paper better, but this will only make it slightly bigger.
- **Cardstock is recommended for slightly more durability** (but if you're not careful the folds may crease to a point of ripping the print slightly)
pls don't be a jerk and claim you made this and upload it elsewhere....pls... thank you....
