#eep 💚💚

[s-ccaam-era-crepe]

Dyeing hair time :DD

[horromcom]

i would flicj him like an ant

[linabirb]

a tshirt that says "i survived wishing my cousins who i don't know anything about and who also are twins and who act almost the exact same when we're hanging out a happy bday"

[mossyseashells]

hwy i luv you a lot btw. js thought you should know (i js saw a post that reminded me of u)

i love you too mwah mwah

[tired-angry-recluse]

“ that’s fine..we could still watch the storm, “

“ I think storm watching is fun..makes me less anxious — would you wanna? “

"I guess we could."

[anonbinaryweirdo]

OKAY OKAY this everything is quite a lot to intake (and it's nearly 1am here) so I'll ask some questions later again!! But so far I SHIP IT WITH MY WHOLE HEART FRRRR ❤️❤️❤️ SJSJSBJA AHHHH

VI GO EEP YOU CAN ASK QUESTIONS LATER

THANK YOU AAAAAA TY FOR INDULGING IN MY RAMBLES 🥺🥺🥺

MWA ILY

[ryez-loveyz]

a bit of comfort art in these trying times. tho its Literally Just Me instead of my s/i LMFAO also sm2 otto cuz for some reason my brain goes to him when im like this ?? ? ??

[moonchild-in-blue]

👋☕🫂💚 For the insomnia

Oh Zee's tea delivery, we're really in it now...

🫖☕🍰 <- for you as well

[mrs-elsie-barnes]

I don't really want to say I'm glad you can relate because oh god I wouldn't wish this embarrassment on anyone!!! 🩷🩷🩷

I hope you enjoy part 3 & 4!

Let The Rain Fall | Bucky Barnes x Autistic!Reader | Short Series - Part 2 of 4 - 1.9k

Bucky gets a welcome surprise and you finally meet Captain America. But when things don't go quite how you expect, you start regretting your decisions.

Warnings: reader is very obviously uncomfortable, some mention of workplace bullying from other agents and the preamble to reader having a meltdown.

A/N: I just want to say thank you to everyone who has read Part 1, I've been so ovewhelmed by the really personal responses and support, thank you! I also love how much the fabric softener scent has been brought up! This is definitely me and is an Easter Egg I've left in other fics too, so if you do check out any of my other stories keep your eye out!

<- Part 1

Masterlist | Let the Rain Fall Masterlist | Bucky Barnes

The last thing Bucky expected when he pushed the door to the hanger open was to see you sat on the benches with the other recruits. He noted there was a foot of space between youand the agents beside you, their voices loud and echoing. You were wearing the suit he’d brought you, you seemed comfortable enough apart from the zipper, which you were pulling up and down in time to the hum of the fan above your head.  

He was pleased you’d come, but something like guilt twisted inside of him at the look on your face. You looked genuinely pained, agonised, and he wondered, not for the first time that week, whether there was something you hadn’t told him.  

“Good to see you all.” He said, eyes scanning the room but consciously not settling on anyone as he walked past.  It was too tempting to let his gaze linger on you.

A chorus of ‘good morning, Sergeant Barnes’’ followed him as he entered the jet and took his place in the cockpit.  

The day was as uneventful as Bucky had described, a short ride on the jet and then an hour hovering over some empty base while the other recruits worked with Steve.

Each time the comm crackled you had a rush of panic that you’d be expected to join them on the ground, an opportunity you’d shook your head at and then allowed Steve to move on very quickly to the agent beside you. 

You gripped the seat harder, your jaw clenched. Closing your eyes you took a deep, steady, breath trying to imagine your happy place, a safe place, inside a tent, under a blanket and... 

“Are you okay, agent?” Bucky’s low voice echoed through your imaginary tent, breaking your peace. The dark utility of the plane came rushing back. 

“I’m not going down there.”  You said decisively, adrenaline coursing through you, preparing to argue. You could feel it, making your leg shake in anticipation of defending yourself.

“Okay.”  Bucky shrugged a shoulder.

“I’m serious I’m - wait, did you say okay?” You opened your eyes to find Bucky sat in the empty seat next to you, the jet clear of anyone else. His long legs were splayed open as he let his weight rest against the netting behind you.  

“You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. Just came to make sure you’re alright.”  

The lead weight of dread that had been settling in your gut vanished and, weightless, you smiled, “better now.”  Adrenaline still flooding your body you tried to hold back tears of relief.

“Is there anything you did want to see? Steve said you oversee mission debriefs? Maybe you’d like to watch the mission from the cockpit with me?” Bucky stood then, holding his hand out to you briefly before tucking both hands into his pocket awkwardly.  

“I’d like that, thank you.”  

Bucky wasn’t sure he’d ever had such a nice time waiting in the jet. He was often resigned to babysitting the Avengers’ jet, car, boat, horrid little safe house, whenever there was actual teaching to be done. He didn’t mind so much, it gave him the space to read his books, listen to some music or catch up on all the history he’d either missed or inadvertently been a part of. 

But today you were there too, and your presence brought him a sense of calm that had truly surprised him. 

“Make yourself at home.” He insisted, gesturing to the spare seat. 

“Thanks.” You sat carefully.

“I mean it, make yourself comfortable, we’ll be here for a while. You want a drink?” Cautiously you tucked your legs up, crossing them on the seat. Your boots were clean, immaculate even, worn only through the compound and into the hanger this morning, but you were careful to keep them as far off the seat as you could anyway. 

Bucky poured coffee from a large flask tucked into the side of his seat and topped it off with a generous helping of milk. 

“That’s just how I like it.”

He smiled, wide and pleased, “I asked around, wanted to make sure you enjoy your first mission.” 

That flutter appeared in your chest again, the surprising desire to stay close to him that had first made itself known when he'd squeezed himself in to your tiny office.

“Not really a mission if I don’t do anything,” you blew steam from the top of your enamel cup and took a sip, cupping your hands around the warm metal. 

“Well, that's all I’m doing and I’m an ‘Avenger’.” Bucky laughed making his voice deeper as he said Avenger before reaching his arm out to clink your mugs together. “Cheers to the easiest job on the roster.” 

You fell into an easy silence, Bucky read his book for a while until you couldn’t hold it in anymore and told him you’d read it a few weeks before. Before you knew it two hours had melted away and you were curled up comfortably in Steve’s seat, giving Bucky a run down of your favourite books so far that year. He watched you, the wide grin softening into an indulgent smile while you blossomed before his eyes. 

Some of the other agents had been whispering about you, while you boarded the jet, that you were odd, childish, over the top and impossible to be around. But he enjoyed the exuberant way you described each plot, the glimmer of excitement in your eyes when he agreed with you and the blunt dry way you told deadpan jokes before breaking into peals of laughter. 

Silently he prayed that you’d come with him again, just to spend time with him even if you didn’t want to be in the field.  

You surprised Bucky by coming on the next recon as well, even agreeing to accompany him to collect Steve and some other agents from a secondary base. Silently, you followed him into the cockpit and set your bag down next to him, tac suit immaculate apart from one addition, a small toy turtle on a keyring that dangled from the zipper.

“I got you a present,” you said once the jet was at altitude and Bucky had flicked a considerable number of important looking buttons and levers. Steve and the others had parachuted in this time, your stomach had turned just watching them.

Bucky turned to look at you, the clear blue of the sky reflected in his eyes. 

“Really? You didn’t have to do that.” 

“I know, but I saw them in the gift shop in New York and, well, I like mine so-” trailing off you rummaged in your bag, pulling out a paper gift bag sealed with tape. 

Bucky took the little parcel from you and carefully opened it, removing the fluffy socks, striped like his arm, that were tucked up inside and staring at them.  

“Oh god that was stupid, I’m so sorry.” Your heart beat wildly, sweat forming on your brow.

It had seemed like such a good idea at the time, a way to keep you focused while you saw your doctor in New York. The city didn’t seem so busy when you were focused on your task, and Bucky had been so kind he deserved a present. But this was a stupid present, stupid, stupid present. You ground your teeth and squeezed your hand together, allowing your nails to bite into your palm. 

Before you could take them back, Bucky unrolled them and held them up, a huge grin growing on his face. “They’re socks! They make socks of me.” He laughed, rubbing his thumb against the soft fluffy fabric. “And you said you like yours - you got my socks have you?” 

“I - no - I -” you stammered and Bucky looked at you properly, a flush of embarrassment appearing on his own cheeks. 

“I’m messing with you ya doll, I love them, thanks.” 

Bucky’s heart

had soared, you’d bought him a present. Something you liked too and you’d thought about him when you weren’t together. He couldn’t deny how addictive your presence had become, the mixture of calm and joy. If you brought him a present surely that meant you liked him too? 

He’d have to talk to Steve later, he seemed to know more about you and where you’d come from.

The rest of the journey went by quickly, you talked about a new show you were watching, a book you finished and how terrible most of the agent’s handwriting was when you were trying to decipher their field notes, not to mention the way they ticked boxes wrong and put things in the wrong files.

He discovered it was you who’d streamlined the paperwork, automated some of the questions and changed the paperwork so it matched across teams. He was somewhat in awe of your ability to see efficiencies as if they were tangible, organising his own Avengers issue tablet to minimise the emails he received and sorting the rest into neat little folders in his inbox, all in the last twenty minutes of the mission.

Too soon the agents themselves were piling into the back of the jet, tired but excited, chattering away. Even Steve was still in a good mood, bouncing into the cockpit, his Captain America smile plastered on but his suit unzipped enough to show his flush chest and the grime of the mission on his neck. 

“Hey Buck, let’s get - oh, hello Agent.” He came up short, as if he hadn’t seen you at all. 

“Hi, Mr Rogers, Sir, Captain?” You fumbled. 

Bucky winced, you hadn’t really met Steve yet, he should’ve introduced you both properly instead of letting you struggle. 

“Steve is fine, Agent, you stay there if you want,” the Captain America smile morphed into his real, Steve, smile, and you looked surprised. He winked and turned to leave the cockpit again.

Before Steve had even shut the cockpit door you could feel the awkward lump of confusion move from sitting in your through with your unuttered words down into the pit of your stomach. Should you have given Steve his seat back? He seemed so insistent that you stay but maybe he was being polite and there was some etiquette rule that you weren’t away of at play.

You looked out at the gathering clouds in the distance and fixed your eyes on one cloud in particular, honing in on the shades of grey that built each bump and groove. 

“Are you alright? You don’t have to stay with me if you don’t want to?” Bucky whispered from the seat to your right, the dark metal fingers of his hand lingered on your arm rest, so close you could feel his presence without him touching you. 

No.

No you were not alright.

It had been too long since you were in your own space, the jet was so loud and the din of the other agents so overwhelming that you thought you might be drowning in noise. You were confused about Steve’s behaviour, he was a superior, yes, but just a man and you didn’t think you needed to bow and scrape to him. But maybe you did?

“You’ve gone again, Doll. I need to know you’re okay.” His hand touched your elbow for just a second and then withdrew.

Oh, shit, you had, you were gone, everything felt weird and heavy and fuzzy, your eyes had drifted back to the clouds, body still, apart from the heaving of your chest as your breaths became more panicked. 

“I - yeah - I’m fine.” You grit your teeth into a false, pained smile and dug your nails into the arms of your chair. “I shouldn’t be here though, I should go back. I’m sorry, I’m really sorry. I’ll get Steve.” Before Bucky could stop you, you’d jumped up and rushed through the door leaving Bucky confused and alone in the cockpit. 

-> Part 3

[featherstreams]

Cheer Up and Tell

A/N: Thank you again to @queenofcreatures14 for the request! (So sorry for the tag)I had a lot of fun with this one and ended up making it a lot softer than I intended! I hope you enjoy either way!! (Repost edit: No changes have been made to this, it’s purely a repost!)

Lee: Todoroki

Ler: Midoriya

Word Count: 1,348

Warnings: None! (Slight angst at the end? Very brief)

Summary: See ask above^💚

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"Are you okay, Shoto?"

"I'm fine, Midoriya." Todoroki said without looking up from his phone.

“Really? You seem like something is bothering you," Midoriya replied, scratching the back of his head. It was a semi-normal Tuesday night, and they were both seated together in Todoroki's dorm room. The owner of the room was seated on his bed, back against the wall and playing on his phone while Midoriya was seated on the floor, leaning against the bedframe and fiddling with one of his school notebooks. It'd been a long day of school and training, and Midoriya's boyfriend had spent that entire day brooding and grouchy. Yesterday had been much the same. Actually, Todoroki had been acting this way since returning to the dorms Sunday night from spending the weekend "out." He'd refused to say where he'd gone, but Midoriya suspected it'd probably been to his house, based on the moodiness Todoroki was displaying.

"How many times must I say that I am fine before you hear me for once? God." Todoroki said, voice strained and annoyed. The peppermint hero seemed to backtrack, however, upon noticing the hurt expression on Deku's face. "I'm sorry. It's just... I'm tired, Izuku. It was a long weekend."

Midoriya hummed at that, turning onto his knees to face Todoroki, resting his arms on the edge of the bed. "You can talk to me, Shoto. It might help you feel better about whatever is bothering you."

"It's alright. I just want to relax," Todoroki replied, but the hesitation before he got the words out told Midoriya enough. He wanted to share; but it was still hard sometimes for Todoroki to open up after so many years of bottling things up. Sometimes he just needed a bit of... encouragement. And Midoriya knew just the thing.

The greenette crawled up onto the bed and to his boyfriend. "Come cuddle with me." He said beckoningly, taking Todoroki's hand and pulling him away from the wall. After a moment, his boyfriend obeyed, setting his phone down on the bed and crawling towards him. The moment he was a safe distance from the wall, Midoriya yanked Todoroki's wrist and flipped him down, pinning him gracefully down against the bed, belly-up. Todoroki blinked up at him, surprised.

"Izuku? What was that for?" His brows furrowed when Deku said nothing, sliding onto Todoroki's waist. "Come on, Izuku, I'm not in the mood for this. Get off m- Eep!" The tired demand was cut off with the most adorable squeak as Midoriya pinched his sides.

"Did you just say 'meep'?" Midoriya teased with a giggle, his hands now teasing under Todoroki's shirt to trace his sides. The peppermint hero's own hands slammed down, gripping Izuku's wrists.

"Izuku- No," Shoto said, trying to look serious, but failing thanks to the smile plastered to his face.

"Izuku, yes," Midoriya replied cheerfully before his hands came to life.

Todoroki threw his head back, laughter spilling out of him almost immediately as Izuku's hands spidered up and down his sides and ribs beneath his shirt. The half and half hero's' hands did nothing to stop the greenette."Ihihizukuhuhu!! N-Nahahahaha!! Whahahat are you d-doHOHOing?!!" Todoroki giggled out, shaking his head as his cheeks warmed with color.

"What does it look like I'm doing, peppermint?" Izuku teased back, smiling down at the half and half hero. "You've been moody since Sunday, and I want to know why."

"Ihihihihi told you, I'm fihihihiHIHIne!!!"

"No, you're not, and I'm tired of you lying that you are. I won't stop tickling you until you tell me what's wrong."

Todoroki's laughter pitched at that, aided by Midoriya's fingers, which were slowly crawling up his ribs. He squirmed in Midoriya's ever-so-ticklish grasp but remained steadfastly where he was.

"Come on, gigglebox," Midoriya coaxed, smiling at the blush that brought to his boyfriend's cheeks.

"DohoHOhont call mehehehe thaha-AHAHAHA WAIT WAIT NOHOHO! IZUKUHUHU!" Todoroki cried when Midoriya's hands pinched their way up between Todoroki's arms, massaging into his armpits. Todoroki's head was thrown back, his laughter reaching new, adorable, heights as he was lost to hysterics.

"No?" Midoriya repeated with a playful smile. "What do you mean no, gigglebox? If you didn't like this, we both know you could freeze me and get me off you."

"SHUHUHUHUT UHUHUP!!" Todoroki managed to get out between giggly laughter, because they both knew Izuku was right, and Todoroki was obviously embarrassed at having been called out.

"That's not very nice, Sho," Midoriya scolded. "I'm being so good to you, cheering you up, and you're being mean in reply?" His fingers stilled their tickly dance at this, and Todoroki caught his breath, eyes on his boyfriend, cheeks pink.

"You're not being good to me, you're tickling me," Todoroki panted.

"Is there a difference?" He asked sweetly, causing Todoroki's face to erupt in a lovely shade of soft red.

Midoriya scooted down his boyfriend's waist to his thighs, quickly switching around to face his lower legs.

"Izuku- Wait, wait, wa-ahahait!" Todoroki protested before his boyfriend's devious hands had him giggling beneath him as they traced Todoroki's feet.

"Tell me what's wrong, Shoto," Midoriya said, looking behind him to his lover's face. When he received no response, he dug in, fingernails dancing across the skin of Todoroki's feet. Shoto erupted into loud laughter, jerking beneath him as he threw his head back. He was normally quite a quiet person, and that transferred to tickling, leaving the Todoroki in giggles and sometimes even squeaks. But when you got him in these two lovely sensitive spots - underarms and feet - it always had him squealing, sometimes enough to gain noise complaints from their surrounding classmates in their own dorm rooms.

"PLEHEHEASE!!" Shoto cried, jerking up into a sitting position in a vain attempt to stop his boyfriend's mischief. He threw his arms over Midoriya's shoulders, but failed to reach his feet or the greenette's arms to end the tickles. He collapsed into the boy's back instead, hands clenching the fabric of Midoriya's shirt as he trembled with mirth.

"OKAHAHAY OKAY OKAHEHEHE!!" He shrieked at last, pulling at Deku's shirt. "I'LL TELL, IHIHI'LL TELL, NO MOHOHOHORE I-IZUHUHUKUHUHU!!"

Midoriya stopped, laying his hands flat against Todoroki's feet as he glanced over his shoulder. "You okay, love?" He asked, worried he'd possibly gone a little overboard.

"Yehehes, Yes. I-I'm okahay," Shoto replied, still wracked with leftover giggles. Midoriya began smoothing his hands over Todoroki's feet, hoping to sooth away the leftover tingles from the tickly treatment. This helped, and after another few moments, Shoto calmed down, silence overtaking the bedroom.

"I'm sorry," Shoto said at last, finally calmed. "I know I've been a bit of a pain. I just... I had a hard weekend with my father. He was giving me a lot of trouble over my training and... Over how much time I was spending with you." His arms snaked around Midoriya's waist, and Izuku abandoned his massage to lay his own over his boyfriend's, staring down at his lap sadly.

"I'm sorry, Shoto," He said honestly. "We both know Endeavor just likes to cause problems. Don't let him get you down, alright? And don't hide it, either. You should have come to me sooner. You can always talk to me about these things."

"I know." Todoroki's chin lifted to rest on Midoriya's shoulder, his eyes slipping closed, relaxed and safe with the other, and sleepy from his tickly exercise. "I apologize. I promise that I'll talk to you next time instead of shutting you out."

"You'd better," Midoriya said with a huff, smiling. "Now you know what happens when you don't."

"Hm... While that may be true..." The arms around his waist tightened, hands curling in. "In the future, you'll also know what happens after your little persuasions."

Midoriya gulped, his hands scrambling to grip Todoroki's wrists. "Sh-Shoto, Shoto, come on- I was just..! W-Wait, wahahait, wahAHAIT-! NOHOHO TICKLES!! SHOHOHOTO!!"

[kisakis-boyfriend]

I wanna lay my head on Fukuzawa's lap and eep.

Plleeeeaaassseee 🥺

Imagine how softly he'd smile when you finally doze off?! Gazing down at you as if you're the most precious person in the world (and you honestly are, to him 💚)

Fukuzawa would be so torn, because he wants to card his fingers through your hair, but he doesn't want to disturb you. So he'd settle for fondly watching your peaceful expression while you eep~

[mah-t-wordblog]

Tk fic of switch!caprikid and switch!roosterbold using their weapons to mess with each other? 🙏

I heard one more of my boys?! That’s it!! Hope u like!!! 💛💛

Night Patrol

Switch: Caprikid, Roosterbold

❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡

Ships: Marcaniel

Warnings: This is a tickle fic, if you don’t like it, just scroll down

This fanfic is originally in Portuguese, my English is translated using an automatic translator, if there are any big errors you can tell me so I can fix them

❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡

The night patrol was too boring, Caprikid and Roosterbold were standing in the roof of a tall building in the center of Paris, from a place they could even see the beautiful illuminated Eiffel Tower

“Ahhhh… Marc!” Caprikid sighed “this is so boring!” He said, using his paintbrush to support himself

“Shhh, I know there's no one here but don't call me that, love” Roosterbold asked, going to the edge of the roof to try to see further “Ladybug trusted today's night patrol to us, and we're going to behave” he smiled at his boyfriend

“But we can do cooler things~” the goat gave a mischievous smile, raising and lowering his eyebrows

The rooster laughed “cooler than watching people and making sure they're okay? I don't know what you're talking about"

Caprikid snorted

"Roosterbooooooooooooooooooooold~"

"What's wrong?" The rooster laughed

"Give me some attention!"

"Wait a minute, goat"

Caprikid rolled his eyes, he looked around but couldn't see anything interesting besides his boyfriend

He then grabbed his paintbrush and extended it, running it over the other's back

Roosterbold squealed and almost fell off the building, looking at his boyfriend with a 'don't you dare' look on his face

The goat laughed and grabbed his boyfriend's arm, pulling him closer and running his paintbrush over the rooster's neck

"Give me some attention, rainbow~"

"EHEHE *EEP* Cahahaprikihihid!"

“I’m so~ bored~, playing with you is so much more fun~”

Roosterbold shook his head, his boyfriend started to brush his face with the brush - the touch was gentle, but Marc was horribly sensitive to gentle tickles and this was horrible (in fact the boy loved it)

Roosterbold did the only thing he could think of to do at that moment, he took his feather and brushed it behind the other’s ear

“Hehehehehey! Nohohoho!” The goat squirmed a little and stopped his attack, giving his boyfriend a moment to breathe

“You get to have fun and I don’t?” The rooster smiled, passing his feather over the other's nose and making him sneeze "oinnn how cute!~"

Caprikid stuck out his tongue, grabbing his brush and returning his tickling attack to the other's belly

But Roosterbold didn't give up so easily, his feather reached the goat's neck, making him squirm and try to close his neck with his shoulders

The first to give up on the tickling attack was obviously Roosterbold, who dropped his feather and raised his hands in a plea for mercy

"Okay" Caprikid said "but only because you got me out of my boredom~"

The other smiled, breathing heavily "ready to go back to patrol"

"Arghhh how boring!" “Come on,” Roosterbold laughed, “or you won’t get any kisses~”

The goat smiled and followed him, but didn’t stop bothering his boyfriend the whole way, running his brush over his body or even stealing his quill to tease him.

Roosterbold rolled his eyes but smiled.

❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡

Thanks for reading 💛💛

[tickle-headcanons]

vee version 1 hcs please! :D

(Ok sure, this is actually my first woman request (well not really, but the person did ask in....a not comfortable manner, but anyways))

💻 Vee Tickle Headcanons 💻

General

Total switch, but verrrry reluctant Lee — she acts like it’s “childish nonsense,” but just one poke and her composure is gone

Worst spots? Her hips, underarms, and the back of her knees — her screen glitches and flickers if you get her good 😳

Her laugh is this super rare, glitchy giggle that sounds like pixelated static mixed with a robotic snort — she tries so hard to keep it in

Absolutely hates showing vulnerability but tickles short-circuit her sass mode almost instantly

If you tease her too much, she’ll say things like: “You’re wasting valuable time, you know… y-yOU RIDICULOUS—!! PFF–!!”

Secretly enjoys it when she gets overwhelmed and someone just gently teases the stress out of her… but good luck getting her to admit it 💅

💚 Lee!Vee 💚

She goes feral trying to hide how ticklish she is — stiff limbs, deadpan denial, but the moment you touch her ribs: “I-I don’t see how this is—EEP!! D-Don’t!!”

Tries to glitch away like she’s rebooting mid-panic but just ends up shorting out and curling into a giggly mess

Will absolutely claim she’s “fine” while tears are streaming down her screen from laughing too hard

If you fluster her too much, she might pretend to crash just to get you to stop — classic screen freeze bluff 😂

Astro is maybe the only one who can get away with surprise tickles without her holding a grudge (…for too long)

Afterward? She’s all huffy and disheveled, muttering “Unacceptable behavior. You’re on my list.” (but she’s smiling a tiny bit)

🖱️ Ler!Vee 🖱️

Ruthlessly efficient Ler — she treats it like a strategy game: find the spot, exploit the weakness, win the match

Doesn’t need to move much — she’ll poke a spot, watch you jump, then raise an eyebrow like: “Fascinating. I’ll make note of that.” 😈

Deadpan teasing QUEEN.

“You said you weren’t ticklish, right? So this shouldn’t bother you at all…~”

“Oh, is this too much? You could always surrender~”

Very calculated about where and how she tickles — like she’s solving a puzzle with your laughter as the reward

That being said, if you really start laughing hard, she softens a little — she won’t admit it, but your happiness makes her happy too 🥹

Will awkwardly brush your hair back after and mutter something like “...You were surprisingly tolerable during that.” (aka “I care about you” in Vee-speak)

[glitchyanon]

Mmmmmmmmmm... uhuh.

*He giggles and kisses his cheek*

(I'm sad, so we're doing sweet wholesome sweetness.)

*Glitch teleports in front of him and pulls him into his arms, just drilling his face into his shoulder*

Do you have anything to do right now..?

- @glitchyanon

*he laughs softly at the action*

Nope. I have nothing to do.

[robin-5-technically]

List of anon nicknames:

🐈‍⬛/🔴🟢/❤️💚—ME

———

🐦/💙🖤 — Nightwing (anyone)

T — Mother (anyone)

👻— Martha Wayne’s ghost. (anyone?)

❤️💙— Superboy @super-ya-boi

🚬 🥃 — Constantine @h3llblazer

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🐌 — Snail. Escargot. Youngest Sibling. Half an apple tall. @secretly-a-snail

✨ — Sparkle. Sentient Glitter. Deity. Pixie dust.

🦝 — Raccoon. Emoji anon. Shift (I dunno, that’s what my brain has referred to them as)

🪽 — Poet anon. The bard.

🎤 — Mic. Sing-along. Pitch. @microphone-pals

🦈🍋 — Lemon Shark. Sky shark. Pigeon grabber.

@soursharkboi

🦇💍 — Vampire anon?? Prev “wanna date Batman” anon

🍃 — Pile of leaves. Weed anon.

💵 — Stack. Anon who bet on me. College one. Loid. (I dunno. I picture you as loid from spy family for some reason) @stacked-silver

📖 — Archive @book---anon

blue — Blue.

🌺 —Hibiscus. Just a flower.

💥 — Kapow. Boom.

���🛁 — No shower. Angst anon. Kyubey. @angst-anon-at-your-service

🪡— Sewsie. @sewing-needle-anon

🛏️— Squeaky. Eep anon.

🌷— Soup witch

🐺— Moro (princess mononoke wolf) @bitey-wolf-anon

🧟— Zee.

🪆— Dolly. @nesting-doll-anon

🎑— Haunted painting from the attic I was not supposed to touch but couldn’t resist because art.

✂️— Clip @sharppalls

🔪— Dice @dice-n-slice-bitvh

🎉— confetti canon anon

🌑— bitch ass mf who threatened and killed superboy then brought him to life just to fuck with me, I’ll kill you I’ll kill you I’ll kill- ((that is in character btw)) @dark-moon-inc

🪷—pixie

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[meganegatari]

haiii plutobae… u know what’s up…

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get some eep when ur done yapping pls 🤎

YAYYYY YAPPING!!!!! ima lay this out how you did with the question in front of each answer instead of just...all in the beginning ok.

🎨 = favorite fanarts and link them.

well. my bestie. my bro. my pookie @sharkthrob made this of my baby hallway crush els..so obviously im obsessed with it. and she also drew my spider!ellie 🤭 LOVE U SHARKY WE GOTTA COOK AGAIN. if u even opened this app 🙄...i also love anything by @nramv can't pick just one! and duh. anything by the genius that is @trackinglessons ARE YOU FR?? i may have to mention this one meow.

🥤 = recommend an author or fanfic you love.

OH HERE WE GO. copy that romeo by @astralnymphh is one of my favorite fics to ever exist, i have gushed about it in the past, and i fear i will continue to!! drift by @sapphointhe21stcenturyposts is also an absolute banger of a fic, a thrill ride like none other!! oh, also anything by @vampiefemme . smut that'll make you lick your screen. MMMMMMM. and now my baes. sacrificial angel by @ennabear is HONEST. TO GOD. one of the best fics ever. in any universe, on any site, i don't give a fuck. my roman empire. and i ain't just saying that because i love you twin, but because it's seriously such a masterpiece in absolutely any area, it blows my little gay mind. the aesthetic? gorg. the pacing? IM JEALOUS. the characterization? perfection. the story and character development? flawless. the smut? ACTUALLY THE HOTTEST THING IVE EVER READ. hotel? trivago. and of course anything by the human type writer duo that are @andersonfilms + @absfawn ♡ gotta mention lonely is the muse by rayray, and electraplayer by them both! READ. READ. READ. the masters of long fics i fear, stunning, insane, delicious, wonderful, forever obsessed with anything they create. FOREVER!!!

🍄 = share a headcanon of one of your favorite ships or pairings.

hm. i really had to think about this tbh. but in my opinion... re2's claire and leon are absolutely perfect and adorable and i adore them together sm. a headcanon i have...ummmm.....oh i like to think they spook each other playfully LMAO. cleon > aeon in every universe don't come for me.

🦋 = share something that's been on your heart or mind lately.

lately ive been thinking too much and worrying about school as one does ugh, but i yap too much about it anyway 😭😭. also ive been loving the color changes in the leaves, it's always so beautiful. im really excited for the holiday season as well, it's like the older i get the more and more i look forward to it, idk what it is exactly. there's also this little coffee shop i go to every chance i get, im in love with it so that occupies my mind constantly...AND OFC GUILT WHEN IM NOT BEING PRODUCTIVE.

ok jeezus this yap is crazy. FINE. ILL EEP NOW 🙄🙄 but thank u for these heheh 💚💚