#yehehehe >:3

[gremlinlotusannonhere]

I have a blog for you to annoy✨

@diomedes-of-troy

I can do a terrorism? /silly

[hamingo]

I get to go wedding dress shopping on Sunday. Btw.

[blookywooky]

Forsaken killer concept YIPPPEEEE!!!! :D

They're an abandoned ragdoll model with access to studio controls hehe

I luv them sm yeheheh :3

[gremlinlotusannonhere]

*they look at the ring sadly and glance back at the figure who nods, still glitching as they step closer*

I-...

*they pull away, holding their hand close to their chest while avoiding looking towards Orange*

Ḭ̷̺̒̌̋t̴͈͚̤̙̉̋̔'̵̻̹̬̰̰̎͒̀͆̎̚͜s̵͇̱̘̱̱̱͖͎̟͑̔̉͒̓͐̏͝ ̶̡͚̱̟̫̬̭̦̜̌̇͘t̸͉̖̫̟̀̏̉͗̄̂́̊i̶̢̮͎̳͈͖̲͑̉̊̅̇͘ḿ̸̡̛̪̹̖͖̱̥́̊̐̓͊͠ȩ̴̾͒͒͘͝ ̸̫͙̖̯͇̱̌t̶̹̟̥͙͎̽͐̍̔o̷̼̔̾ ̷̡͉̘͈͕̲͔͈̄̋̃́͑̚ͅg̶̡͇͉̳͓̫͉̅́͒͊͑͝o̴͖̭͆.̶̦̒͋͝͝.̸͖̬̘̟̭̖̊.̸̡̨̭͉̮̳̬͉̘̿͒̿́̅̉͒̐̕̚ ̵̣̩̼̙͚͕̯̂̈́͋̕͘I̶̟̼̯̖̣͎͇̼̞̪̋̈́̌͜͠'̶̼͉̼̝̃̽̈̽̈́̈́̏́̕͠ṁ̵̛̙͔͓̜̹̭̥̮̺̳͑ ̸̝͙̜͔͇͚̼͖̆ş̵͎̹̱̼͙̰̭̘͍̈́̈́ͅǒ̸̖͕̩̜̙̹̼̣̘͈̘͆̈́r̷̡̧̨̥̘͖̗̱̞̞̔͛̅̏̈́ṟ̵̡̞̖̺̼̭͍̯̈́͒̂͒̌͛̎̉̕̕ͅȳ̵͍̯̤̖̺͉̝̞͚̘̋͌̀͊̾̌̄̆͝.̸̙̖͔̗̼͎̞̆̌̃̌͊̀ͅ.̴͙̩̤͙̙͕̯̙̀.̴̘̙̒́͂̅̂͊̎̽͝

*they place a distorted hand on Lotus's shoulder, causing both of them to glitch violently before disappearing altogether*

*boop*

You're so sweet sometimes...

(ooc: continuation of the proposal RP?)

( @gremlinlotusannonhere FUCK YEAHHH)

(orange looked up at them. Petal..no. their petal now. As a little soft smile forms at the little boop. )

(Even when laying still on the soft grass of the flower field. the entire night a blur of laughter and smiles, ones that they would cherish forever as long they live..)

You think so? Well, I can't help it when I'm with you..

[awkwardtickleetoo]

Speaking Tongues

hello everyone!!

if you didn’t hear, yesterday was @mushiewrites BIRTHDAY WOOOO 🎉🎉🎉 everyone go wish them a happy birthday and give good vibes :DD

this is the fic i wrote for the momentous occasion, and originally i wasn’t gonna post it but someone encouraged me to anyway so here it is <3 it is different than anything i’ve ever written, but it was pretty fun to do, so i hope everyone likes it as much as mush did >:)

WARNING: this fic does include mouth tickles on george’s belly button, i know that is Not a lot of people’s cup of tea, so if that makes you uncomfortable, read at your own risk/skip this one!! no hard feelings, keep yourselves safe <3

lee!george, ler!dream, feat. sapnap, 1.6k words

enjoy!

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“This is so stupid,” George grumbled, clenching his teeth as he yanked at the restraints that held his wrists above his head. He felt the cold metal dig into his wrists uncomfortably, a harsh reminder of his captivity, yet the only anxiety he felt was that of the anticipation– really, he was more endeared than anything. “Is that really necessary?”

“For you? Yes. You’ve never tickled you before, you wouldn’t know,” Sapnap explained from his spot, cross-legged next to George’s bound arms at the head of the bed. George scoffed, already squirming through his nerves, twisting his wrists and trying to find a comfortable position for them to be stuck in for the next… however long it would be.

“Whatever,” He groaned again, earning a chuckle from Dream.

“You better watch that attitude, Georgie. If I was in your position I’d be careful,” He explained, settling himself to straddle George’s thighs, an action that made George’s heart kick up and his toes curl as he shifted nervously again.

He knew, realistically, that Dream was right, and that he should shut up, but for some reason that even he didn’t fully understand, his mouth was literally incapable of listening to that logic. So, he dug his grave even further.

“If you were in my position, you wouldn’t have even made it far enough to have an attitude, so…” George said, unable to stop himself, his brain spiraling as he cursed his lips for moving.

The room went silent. George felt like he had just stepped on a twig in the woods in a horror movie, alerting the killer of his exact location. He had no idea what was going to happen next, but every scenario his brain supplied was worse than the last.

“…Oh?” Dream replied, voice dangerously low, rumbling through his chest and into the deep center of George’s soul, and eyebrows dangerously high, wide pupils staring daggers into George’s eyes. George swallowed, already breathing heavier at the single syllable.

“No– no, I-I didn’t mean–“ George said, immediately trying to backtrack, voice shaky as he twisted and pulled at his wrists. Dream sucked in a breath through his teeth, letting it out as a wistful sigh, as if he was forced to make a decision he was reluctant to make– his next actions were decided for him, and he was simply going along with suggestions that were given to him nonchalantly.

“Well, if that’s what you want…” He finished, shrugging his shoulders, before launching his attack, and suddenly the tips of his rough fingers were digging into the center of George’s rib cage, his thumbs digging into the front of his ribs as well.

“NO, NONONO, I’M SORR– AHAHAHA, FUHUHUCK–!” George protested, screaming as soon as Dream’s hands touched down, latched onto the horrifically sensitive area, unmoving even as George thrashed and squirmed and tried his hardest to throw him off. “DREHEHEHEAM, PLEHEHEHEASE!”

“Shhh, it’s okay,” Dream soothed, giggling as he watched George’s reactions only grow stronger. He shook his head wildly before throwing it back against the pillow below him, switching between pulling at his arms and forcing them to straighten out when the bite of the handcuffs became too much to handle, his eyes squeezed shut as tears formed at the corners. “I bet you’re sorry now, huh, baby?”

“WH– AHAHAHA– YEHEHEHES! DREHEHEAM, COHOME OHOHOHON!” George pleaded, attempting to reason with him, well aware that both he and Sapnap knew how much everything about the situation was driving him completely insane. He heard Sapnap chuckle next to him and he turned to hide his face in his arm as much as he could, the sudden reminder that he was still being watched hitting him like a truck and making him dizzy.

Well, that was probably the lack of oxygen, but he wasn’t exactly thinking straight, was he?

“Alright, fine, take a breather,” Dream said, pulling his hands back and rubbing the ghost tickles away with his palms, letting George catch his breath for a few moments. George took the opportunity graciously, gulping down the air like water in a drought, his body relaxing against the calming touch of Dream’s hands, almost forgetting what those same hands were just doing to him.

Almost.

“Alright, that’s enough,” Dream decided, slipping his hands under George’s loose t-shirt and pushing it up to reveal his torso, his whole tummy on display as he giggled nervously at the attention.

“Oh– Dreheheheam…” He whined, practically putty in Dream’s hands, but he tensed up again when Dream’s fingers began to scratch at his sides and the dip of his waist. He broke into high pitched giggles, squirming harder than ever before at the light touches, knowing they could sometimes drive him even more crazy than the cruel tickles– and he worried that might have been one of those times. He was able to handle it, though, until a few seconds later when he felt a soft gust of air flow over his tummy, and he whipped his head down to see none other than Dream’s smiling face hovering barely a few inches above his torso and blowing softly on his skin that was already riddled with goosebumps. “Nohohoho, nononono, whahat are yohohou doihihing–“

“Shhh,” Dream soothed again, only spiking George’s anxiety more.

Then, just as George thought he’d seen it all, he felt something he had never, ever felt before, touching his skin.

Dream’s tongue. In his belly button.

“OH– NO, OH MYHY GOHOHOHOD!?” George blurted out, voice turning squeaky and stuttery from the sheer shock of the feeling, and he dared to venture a look down to see if he was imagining it or if Dream really did have his fucking tongue inside his belly button, and he was horrified to find out that it was, in fact, the second one. “WHAHAT– oh myhy– whahat’s wrohohong wihith yohou–“ George yelled, breathing shallow and panicked, squirming like his life depended on it– which, in that moment, it kind of felt like it did.

“Sapnap,” Dream said sternly, not missing a beat, and Sapnap seemed to know exactly what he wanted from that.

Sapnap leaned over, gently curling his arm around George’s head, and placed one hand softly over his mouth, using his pinkie under his jaw to keep his lips pressed tightly together. The other hand quickly found its way to George’s hair, combing his fingers through the soft curls there, helping to both keep George in place and to help him relax into the feeling. George continued protesting, whining and trying to shake Sapnap’s hands away, but nothing seemed to help, and his whiny giggled and attempts at complaining were muffled into Sapnap’s palm against his will.

“There we go, that’s better, isn’t it?” Sapnap commented, voice low, close enough to George that he didn’t need to speak very loud. George groaned behind his hand, glaring up at him with a fire in his eyes that Sapnap couldn’t wait to watch Dream extinguish. He looked back down to watch Dream lower his head, and like magic, his mouth was on George’s belly button and George was thrashing once again.

“MMMH–!” He yelped, sucking in his stomach and tensing his entire body, his toes curling and biceps straining, puffing his chest up in favor of driving his hips back into the mattress, hoping to pull back far enough that Dream would stop. He didn’t, of course, and it only gave him better leverage to hold George’s hips down and let his tongue dip into the hyper-sensitive button. George gasped, a strangled sound getting caught in his throat as his entire body convulsed, and his broken screams and whimpers returned. “MM– MMHPH, MH!”

“This is cute,” Dream mused, placing a few tiny kisses to George’s tummy before nibbling lightly at the edges of his belly button. George squirmed and jumped at each nip, squeaky laughter taking over, his face bright red from complete and utter embarrassment, shock, and disbelief at what the hell Dream was doing. “Love when you get all squeaky, pretty boy.”

“MM-MM!” George denied, trying to shake his head as much as he could, curling his arms in to hide the rest of his face that was still visible. He was still squirming, but both Sapnap and Dream could tell that it was completely involuntary– he wasn’t trying to squirm away, it just kind of happened. Sapnap’s hand in his hair continued to scratch softly, helping him relax and fall into the trance even further, and Sapnap giggled at how sweet the scene was.

He could tell George wanted to be vehemently against everything that was happening to him, but he couldn’t pretend he wasn’t essentially floating towards the moon with how spacey he was because of it.

They stayed like that for a while, Dream’s mouth playing with the sensitive dip of George’s tummy, George’s whining and spasmic squirming, Sapnap’s hands staying firmly in their places, until George’s muffled voice grew raspy and the other two decided he’d probably had enough.

Dream pulled back, dazed for a moment as he came back to reality and stared at the red marks on George’s abdomen made by his fingers and mouth, but George couldn’t have seemed more content if he tried.

They quickly uncuffed him, Dream taking a moment to press soft kisses to the harsh red lines on his wrists from pulling at the restraints, holding George’s hands and playing with his fingers as he, too, came back into his own body. Sapnap immediately laid down on the bed, tugging the covers over himself and George and motioning for Dream to do the same on the other side, before clinging to George like a koala. He wrapped his arms tightly around his torso, making George laugh and jokingly try to shove him away, but that only made him squeeze George impossibly tighter, making him fall into another fit of giggles as they all settled into each other’s arms.

[mah-t-wordblog]

Hello <3

Can you make a fanfic with Lee! Tanjiro and Ler! Uzui please?

Hiiii! There it is, hope I like 💛💛

How can I annoy you?

Lee: Tanjiro Kamado

Ler: Tengen Uzui

❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡

Ships: NONE

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

❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡

Tengen Uzui has always been like this... annoying

Annoying his friends is a pastime, and listening to them complain is satisfying

But Tengen was having a hard day, there was no one he could annoy

Maybe Tomioka... but he would turn his back and just walk away

Rengoku? He was on a mission...

Hm...

Perfect! Tanjiro Kamado!

He had never tried to irritate Tanjiro, so it would be interesting to try, what does the cheerful and lively Tanjiro look like when he's irritated?

Tengen sneaked through the large butterfly mansion he was in, along with Tanjiro and other Hashiras

Until he finally saw the boy

'Will he get angry if I scare him, like Shinazugawa?' He thought

When Tanjiro was about to pass in front of the place he was in, Tengen jumped in front of him and made a loud noise

"BOOOO"

The boy let out an exclamation and laughed

"You scared me, Mr. Uzui"

Tengen was surprised that he was smiling

"T-that was the goal"

"I get it! Now bye” Tanjiro kept walking

The hashira gritted his teeth

‘I’m going to piss him off, I’m going to piss him off, I’m going to…’

He thought ‘Should I keep calling his name non-stop, no… only Tomioka gets annoyed by this, and if I tell him I have three wives… nah, only that thunder boy would get annoyed, what if…’

An idea flashed in his mind “that’s it!”

Tickling! Everyone gets annoyed by tickling, especially Igoru, Shinazugawa and Tomioka, it would be so funny!

The hashira ran with his ability to not make any noise towards the boy, and dug his fingers into his sides

“Ehehehei!”

Tanjiro turned around and saw who it was

“Haha! I’m annoying you! I am!”

“Sihihihir, nohohoho”

“Now I won’t stop” Tengen climbed up to his ribs and armpits

“PLEHEHEHEHEAHAHSE”

“Oh, boy, give me some credit, it’s sooo hard to piss you off” he smiled

“I’M SOHOHOHORRYHY”

“No need to apologize, the funniest thing is finding out how to piss others off” Tengen increased the speed of his hands “are you pissed off?”

“YEHEHEHES YEHEHEHES”

“Do you want me to stop? Is that so?”

“SIHIHIHIHIHIR”

“Then I did it! Yay!!!”

Tanjiro was released, Tengen waited sitting next to the boy until he caught his breath

“I’m sorry sir…”

“For what, Kamado?”

“That didn’t really bother me, I like being tickled”

Tanjiro thought Tengen would get mad or hit him, but no

The Hashira smiled and stood up

“Okay, my work here is done” he walked away “see you later Kamado”

“Huh? See you later Mr. Uzui” the boy was confused

Actually, Tengen didn’t want to annoy him, he never wanted to annoy anyone, he just wanted to see him smile

And he had already achieved that

❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡

Thankssssss 💛💛

[sillymultifandomgirly]

Can we please get a Ler!Oliver with Lee!Engel fic please?? :³

Summary: Oliver just being his usual dork self so he decided to annoy and tease Engel with tickles-

If you don't want to do it it's okay :› Hope you're doing great ¦3

"Ticklish lil Engel"

Lers: Oliver

Lees: Engel

Note: This is completely platonic. This fic will also contain a bit of swearing, and Engel doesn't really receive mercy at the end cause Oliver's evil so F in the chat-/hj

"O-Oliver! I told you to stop poking me!"

Engel held back a giggle, his annoyance growing as he tried to push Oliver's hand away from his side. Oliver snickered, keeping up the playful poking.

"Nah, I'd rather not. It's hilarious to see you squirm and yelp like this."

Engel continued to swat at Oliver's hand, a few quiet giggles escaping his mouth.

"N-No it's not! This is e-embarrassing!"

Oliver hummed eventually switching his poking to squeezing.

"That just makes it even better! I love embarrassing you!"

Engel finally broke into giggles at the squeezing at his side, his face flushing red.

"Ahack- Bahahahahahahahaha-! S-Stop! Stop ihihit!"

Oliver's smirk widened. He was enjoying every second of teasing and tormenting Engel, taking advantage of his sensitivity.

"Looks like I finally managed to make you crack, huh? I wonder where else you're ticklish at..~"

He hummed, deciding to squeeze the side of Engel's leg next. Engel squealed this time, his tone becoming more panicked.

"W-WAIT! NO D-DON'T TOUCH THEHEHERE-!!"

Oliver snickered, his eyes full of mischief.

"Aww, why not? Is someone ticklish on their legs?~"

Without warning, his fingers started scratching at the thigh, and eventually worked down to the knee. Engel completely lost it, now basically howling with laughter.

"WAHAHAHAHAHAHA OHOHOHOHO GOHOHOHOD-!! YOU- *snrk* YOU BAHAHAHASTARD!!"

Oliver laughed out loud, continuing to tickle the poor boy's sensitive leg.

"Mmmm....You're sorry for tickling me that one time, right?~ Are you gonna do it again?"

Engel rapidly nodded, his face redder than a cherry.

"Y-YEHEHEHES! YES I'M SOHOHOHORRY--!! I REALLY AHAHAHAHAM!!"

Oliver smirked even more, pretending to think about the apology.

"Hmmm...Apology accepted! But I'm not stopping just yet, this is too great!"

He continued to dig his fingers into Engel's thigh, not really showing any mercy. Engel just laid on his back, laughing uncontrollably.

"YOHOHOHOU- *snrk* YOHOHOU'RE EHEHEHEVIL!"

[leilanising]

I have a request and if u don't want to that's completely fine cus it's a bit hefty, but I would love to see the Linked Universe boys in your style!

Yehehehe here you go bestie :3

[quackkryak]

looks at you with my big beady lil eyes..

do you have some facts abt thany...i rlly do love her :3

or just some info about her...

tehehe :3

*cracks up knuckles*/silly

There isn't alot (mostly cuz she's a recent oc) but I have some ideas

Gonna hide it in more cuz yes

And also, thanks for the ask!!

- she was raised as a warrior since she was a kid, most likely something bad happend that she ended up on an island

- Thandye was stuck in an island most of her life, either fighting in the tournaments or just surviving

- the inspiration for her was, in fact, idw Dark Leo (cuz I'm a huge tmnt fan, especially of ROTTMNT ones), so she might know some ninja tricks and mostly hides in the shadows

- somewhere in the future (seeing how the Monkey Wrench series will go), she would he hanging out with Jaw Bone and my other oc Alex most of the time (not cuz JB is my fav character YEHEHEH/silly)

- she doesn't mind Shrike's company tho, just...not used to see one of her kinds. ESPECIALLY when it's might be your brother aka relative

[myreygn]

tkltober day 3: Cuddles

Sk8 the Infinity - ler!Langa, lee!Reki

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“I’m booooored.”

“Yeah, I know. It’s the fifth time you told me.”

“Then why won’t you do anything about it?”

In moments like these, Langa likes to imagine that if looks could kill, Reki would at least be somewhat bruised. He’d never look at him too annoyed of course, he wouldn’t want to kill Reki! Who in their right mind would want to kill Reki?! “I told you, I need to finish this homework. I’m already way behind because of all the S races we went to this month. I might fail this class.”

“Okay but like, what’s more important, me or this stupid history class?”

“Reki!”

“Langa!” The redhead pouts at him. “Come on, please? Cuddles? Just a little bit!”

They just stare at each other for a few seconds, then Langa pats his leg. “Come here.”

The way Reki’s face lights up as he scrambles into his lap almost makes Langa feel sorry about what’s gonna happen next but Reki brought this upon himself. He wants cuddles? Alright, he’s gonna get cuddles.

“See, that’s better, isn’t iHIT- Lahangahaha!”

“Yes, dear? What is it”

“Yohou knohohow whahahat!”

The blush spreading across Reki’s face turns it almost the same color as his hair and Langa wonders whether it comes from the nickname or the fingers digging into his sides. Oh well, it’s adorable either way. Langa buries his face in Reki’s neck and blows a small raspberry, making his boyfriend squeal.

“I thought you wanted cuddles?”

“Yehehes, cuhuddles nohot tihickles- nahahat theHEHERE!”

“Not where, here?” Langa can’t help but smiling softly at the way Reki starts flailing when the relentless fingers start wiggling into his tummy. “But I like this spot, you’re so ticklish there.”

“THAHAHAT’S THEHE POHOHOINT- DOHON’T!” Reki shrieks, curling over and trying to escape the hug.

Langa can’t be bothered. He has his arms wrapped around Reki in a vice grip, holding him secured in his lap and happily sneaking his fingers under his boyfriend’s hoodie to touch bare skin. Maybe even wiggle a single finger into his belly button - uh oh, there’s the snorts.

“EHEEK- LAHAHAHANGA, NAHAHAHA!”

“Had enough?”

“YEHEHEHES, PLEHEHEASE!”

“Will you let me do my homework in peace?”

“PROHOHOMIHIHIHISE, JUHUST STAHAHAP!”

“Alright, alright.” Langa chuckles softly to himself and ceases his tickle attack. “Are you okay?”

“Y-yeah.” Reki takes a deep breath and rubs his tummy. “Whoo- I’m sorry, I didn’t want to be annoying, I just wanted… yeah…”

“You wanted to cuddle.” A squeak slips out of his boyfriend’s mouth when Langa wraps his arms around him again and grabs his pen. “It’s okay, we can cuddle. You just have to hold still so I can take notes.”

The biggest smile spreads across Reki’s lips and Langa’s heart jumps. “Promise!”

[this-orange-anon024]

(orange suddenly felt..tired. really tired. Not physically, but emotionally. As their squirming weakened little by little, until slumping into Nettle's arms. They could barely make out the words. They're just so tired..petal..)

Pet..al.. (before slipping fully unconscious into Nettle control)

Orange..? I can't find Petal... -🩸🪷

(I just want angst so you don't have to respond to this if you don't want to!)

..they're gone.

(there is no reaction. No emotion. Just defeat. Orange doesn't even look back when Nettle appeared. Still snug in their blanket and looking away. They can't face them right now..)

@gremlinlotusannonhere

[calicocatsarecute]

I'm not sure if you'll see this, but I have a headcannon for you I thought you would like! So we all know Douma is a mischievous little rat right? Well, I bet he can fake-cry super easily and just completely uses it to his advantage, pretending to take real offense to a comment of say... Akaza. At one point Akaza makes one of his usual threats or insults and Douma starts full on BAWLING. I think Akaza would get kinda concerned only for Douma to just whip around and launch a full on tickle attack, both cackling.

Honestly….YESYESYES! You had me at Douma being a rat, I love it! Ofc I have to make this adorable scenario into a fic! Hope you enjoy!

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It was a “meeting day” for the uppermoons. Like usual, Akaza was the first one there. He was alright with that fact for the most part. He likes his personal space sometimes.

Then, he heard the strum of Nakime’s biwa. That biwa meant that another demon was summoned.

Akaza was hoping that it was one of the weaker uppermoons. They didn’t bother him that much, which he liked. But, a hand on his shoulder meant someone else was here.

“Akaza! I’m so glad to see you! Are you doing well?” Douma bombarded the smaller demon with statements and questions.

“I was doing better when you weren’t here.” Akaza answered the question that was previously asked.

“Aww cmon, don’t be that way Akaza! I’m just trying to be friendly.” Douma stated as he put his arm around the smaller’s shoulders.

Akaza immediately pushed away the arm. Glaring daggers into Douma’s eyes.

“We’re not friends, so stop acting like we are.” Akaza stated coldly.

“I know you don’t mean that Akaza! So cmon, show me a smi-”

“I do mean it. That’s means buzz off, and leave me ALONE!” Akaza cut Douma’s off, scowling at the end.

Douma was actually taken aback with Akaza’s words. He knew deep down the smaller demon was actually sweet, when he needs to be, so he knew just how to fix this.

Being the “great actor” he is, Douma turned his back to Akaza, put his face in his hands, and just started crying.

Now it was Akaza’s turn to be taken aback.

Did he really hurt someone that badly? Did he actually go too far this time? The smaller’s mind was racing with guilt, it felt like he was actually going to cry.

He turned to the “crying” demon and….

“Hey Douma, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to-WAH! Akaza yelped,half way through his apology, as Douma tackled him to the ground.

Douma skittered his fingers up and down his friend’s ribs.

Akaza was giggling uncontrollably, kicking slightly as the spaces in between were tickled.

“Douma! Thihihis ihihis sohoho meheheahahan!”

“You were being mean to me first though~” Douma teased, now going over to gently scribble a little’s stomach.

“EHEHEHEHE!” NOHOHOHO, DOHOHON’T DOHOHOHO THAHAHAT!” Akaza squealed before completely caving in.

Douma smiled at the demon. Akaza was squirming side to side, and a blush was plastered across his face and ears.

“Do you want to, oh I don’t know, apologize maybe?” Douma teasingly asked, pausing his attack.

“Y-you’re a r-rat.” Akaza panted.

And with that, Douma descended his attack on the smaller’s stripes.

“WAHAHAIHIHIT WAHAHAIHIHIT! IMSORRYIMSORRY IHIHI’M SOHAHARRY!”

“Are you really though? You were being very mean earlier~”

“YEHEHEHES! IHIHI’M SOHOHORRY! PLEHEHEHEAHAHAHASE JUHUHUST STOHOHOHOP!”

And with that, the tickling stopped.

“Y-you actually scared me Douma!” Akaza scowled, still trying to catch his breath.

“Actually?” Douma questioned.

Akaza nodded. “I thought I actually hurt you.”

Douma chuckled, ruffling the smaller’s hair.

“I’m sorry too then Akaza.

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Sorry if this feels a little rushed. But anyways, I hope you enjoyed! Have an amazing day y’all!<3

[kibber-cat]

GIVE ME UR FAV CATS BOOTS! (Winter solstice is tomorrow yeheheh >:3)

[awkwardlyflustered]

Return the Favor

A/N: Okay so I didn’t think I would be back again this quickly, but some lovely anon requested a sequel-esque to my other RWRB fic, (which if you haven’t read and would like to, is right here), so I am back to write another quick one with Alex returning the favor to Henry. Hope this one is at least sort of decent, I’m still not feeling great about my writing, but we’ll get there! Anyways, please enjoy! (P.S. thank you to everyone who gave kind words about my last fic, I was really feeling not great but all of that helped me stay motivated to keep writing). 

“Wait wait wait,” Henry rushed out, trying to keep the couch in between him and Alex.

“What exactly am I waiting for?” the dark-haired boy questioned, still trying to close the gap between him and his boyfriend. Henry just sputtered, desperately trying to come up with the right words. Refusing to even give him the chance, Alex jumped over the sofa and tackled Henry, pinning him down. 

“Come on, you don’t have to do this,” he pleaded playfully, the words having no real desire behind them.

“No? Because I remember you doing this exact thing to me not more than 3 minutes ago.” Alex’s face tinted the shade of pink remembering Henry’s fingers slowly taking him apart. 

“Okay yes, fine, I did, but that doesn’t mean you need to return the favor,” Henry rambled out, not making any moves to really escape.

“You know, today is your lucky day, I’m really not all that big on ‘returning the favor,’” Alex started with a smirk. Henry narrowed his eyes, knowing Alex far too well to believe he was getting away that easily. “However, unluckily for you, I am very big on getting revenge, so you’re not getting away yet.” Alex’s smirk shifted into a big, cheeky grin, very delighted with himself for his set up. In turn, Henry rolled his eyes at the goofball keeping him stuck to the floor, but couldn't help but smile at his adorableness. Granted, the smile quickly disappeared from his face when Alex started rolling his shirt up. Before he had any chance to protest, he felt fingers skitter across his tummy. The reaction was instantaneous, he couldn’t keep the giggles from pouring out of him. 

“Ahahahalex plehehehease.”

“Ohoho, so when I plead with you, it falls upon deaf ears and you keep torturing me, but when you do it, I’m supposed to have sympathy?” He questioned, feigning offense. 

“Yehehehes! And ihihit wahahasn’t tohohorture!” Henry barely managed to giggle out, bucking his hips, trying to get the offending digits off of his sensitive tummy. 

“Good, if that wasn’t torture, then this certainly isn’t. You should be just fine.” Before Henry could even think up a reply, there were already fingers pinching away at his ribs.

“AhahahAHAHLEHEHEX NOHOHO,” Henry pleaded, the laughter only rising as Alex pinched further up.

“Mmm good spot?” Alex murmured out, a smile gracing his face as he took in just how cute his thrashing boyfriend was beneath him.

“NOHOHO!” the prince screamed out, refusing to admit in any way that Alex has an upper hand. 

“Oh, lying to me now, your royal highness? I think that deserves to be punished, doesn’t it?” Henry shook his head, grabbing on to Alex’s wrists, and trying to pry them away from his ribs. Alex relented and took his hands off Henry’s ribs, just to give him a little bit of a breather before continuing. 

“I wonder…” he thought out loud as he reached back and experimentally dug into the muscle on Henry’s thigh. The yelp he was rewarded filled him with absolute joy and a whole new level of menacing he was about to achieve. 

“Nononononono, Alex don’t you daHAHAHARE NOHOHOHO.” Henry was once again thrown into a fit of laughter as Alex started pinching at his thighs now. 

“Hmm? What was that, babe? You want me to keep going? Oh even harder you say? If you insist,” Alex teased, the smile on his face mimicking that on Henry’s. He flipped around, now sitting on Henry’s hips, facing his thighs so he could have better access to his new target.

“One would think that as the First son of the United States, you would be a lot nicer, but no, you’re an absolute menace.”

“And one would think that the Prince of England would be less sensitive, yet here we are.” Henry couldn’t even respond, just lie back as his face reddened and Alex’s hands inched closer and closer to his death spot. 

As soon as Henry felt Alex put his hands down, he sat up and started scribbling along Alex’s sides, hoping to deter him. Alex pinched his arms down against his sides, squealing and falling back.

“Hehehehey nohoho.” The two of them wrestled around on the floor, fighting each other for the upper hand of the situation. There was nothing but stray yelps as death spots were attacked, constant giggles from both parties, and clumsy pinching and poking at anything they could reach. By the end of it, they ended up right back in the same position that they started in, with Alex pinning Henry down.

“Now that we’re back where we’re supposed to be,” Alex commented, glaring back at Henry, “I will not be making this mistake again.” He grabbed Henry’s hands and shoved them under his knees, trapping him well. Henry just smirked at him, all too proud of his various shenanigans. He, of course, was promptly knocked off his high horse when Alex began squeezing his thighs and he couldn’t do anything about it, but beg.

“PLEHEHEHEHEASE!! NOHOHOHO!” Alex just gave a little hum in response as he started lightly tracing his fingers on one thigh while swiftly pinching at the other. Henry kicked his legs out and continued his begging, even though it was pointless. 

“You should really try to quiet down, people might hear you.” Henry’s face darkened another shade of red as he remembered that people outside of just him and Alex existed, and could very well be hearing him being tortured by his boyfriend.

“FUHUHUCK YOHOHOU!”

“Later, definitely. But I’m having fun with this, right now,” Alex responded, cheeky as ever, not even needing to look back to see Henry’s blush deepening, once again. The two carried on like this for a few minutes longer, only stopping because Henry’s laughter had gone silent. 

Alex carefully climbed off of him, and laid down beside him, kissing his crimson face. 

“You okay?” Henry simply nodded in return, still catching his breath. Alex smiled at the sight beside him. Henry’s eyes still scrunched up with the huge smile adorning his face, his cheeks an absolutely beautiful shade of red. He just looked amazing like this, and Alex never wanted it to end. 

“That was really mean, you know. I didn’t go that hard on you,” Henry accused, grabbing Alex’s hand.

“Yeah, I know, but I have to show you who’s top dog around here,” Alex replied in the most stereotypical, 80s douchebag voice he could conjure up. Henry just chuckled at him and leaned over and gave him another quick kiss. 

“If I wasn’t exhausted, I would be proving that statement wrong.”

“Uh huh, sure you would, babe. But there’s plenty of time for that tomorrow. For now, that bed is calling… no, yelling my name,” Alex returned, already starting to stand up. Henry just eagerly followed along happy to just cuddle beside his boyfriend for the rest of the night.

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Not much people aware of the fact that we need a Ler Alice and Lee Claire fic;; its weird ik-

if rqs are open can I request this one? '3 if you want ofc I don't force you☺️ btw LOVE YOUR BLOG OMG

- 🐹 anon

RAHH TYSM 🫂🫂🫂 Also of course you can request this! :3

Sibling Bonding

Lers: ∆lice

Lees: Claire

These two really do give off sibling vibes-

"E-Eheheek! *Snrk* A-Ahalice!!"

Claire giggled, desperately trying to squirm away from her older sister. But she was pretty strong-

"Aww, what's wrong? Is my baby sister too ticklish?~"

Alice chuckled, teasing Claire playfully as she continued to tickle her tummy. Claire whined, trying to push Alice's hands away. But that didn't really work.

"Y-Yehehehes! *Snort* I'm so tihihihicklish-!!"

Alice hummed, an evil smirk on her face.

"Hehe...Well, I'm glad nothing really changed about you."

She then started to tickle Claire even faster, making sure to be a bit more rougher. Claire squealed, now kicking and squirming like crazy.

"B-BAHAHAHAHAHA!! S-STOP! STOP IT PLEHEHEHEASE!!"

Alice chuckled loudly, tilting her head to the side.

"You want me to stop? Are you sureeee?~"

Claire desperately nodded, basically rolling on the floor at this point.

"YEHEHES! *SNORT* PLEASE IHIHIT TIHIHICKLES REALLY BAHAHAHAD!!"

Alice finally felt satisfied, stopping her attack and holding her younger sister in her arms.

"Very well...I bet you enjoyed it though, didn't you?"

She teased playfully. Claire huffed, pretending to be annoyed.

"...I guess..."

[reignoftiramizu]

The Kingmaker Histories S3 EP5 I think this is the best episode in the entire world. (I mean it. The whole world. All 7 continents) The Kingmakingmecrazy Histories

WOW. Holy FUCK. THE NEW KINGMAKER. So incredibly tense and exciting and had me gripping my hair and pointing into the air and gave me QUITE THE SCARE (I am a poet). Supreme tension. Meg cooked a 3 course meal with this one and I am floored. THAT'S ALL I GOTTA SAY. LIVEREACTION & SPOILERS BELOW. I RLLY DO THINK (AND NO SHADE TO THE OTHER EPISODES), BUT THIS IS MY FAV OF ALL TIME THUS FAR. DAMN

Zuwie Kingmaker livereaction goes insane per the ushe.

Rip every minister in….. history • Love the sly way the actual cause of LaRoche’s TB is revealed thru Holzmann’s convo. So fun • “God be with you” “Tehehehe. If you say so”. Holzmann… Dare I say this was a bit camp • MARGO MY FAV • I was walking on my walking pad while listening to this episode and the footsteps of Margo and Holzmann synched up with mine for a solid 10 seconds and for a second it felt like I was walking alongside them. I was there in the scene. Just hanging out (Hi guys) • LOVE THIS SCHEME IYER, WINTERLICH AND CO GOT GOING THIS WEEK. THEY ARE SO FUCKING FUNNY I love them. This is my fav scheme to date I think. Prince of Belgium and the Nizam of Hyderabad. And the DOUBLE SWINDLE! And COLETTE SEWING WITHIN THE SCENE! I LOVE WHEN SHE SEWS! • “Her exact words were, in fact, I would rather lose my other arm.” Love Jenny. So happy she’s back. And MARIA’S BACK TOO. I love Colette trying to tell a joke and MMaria totally interrupting. THE DIALOGUE HERE FEELS SO NATURAL • EISEN AND HIS PAPER CARTOONS. Maria and Colette FLIRTATION. Eisen being a bisexual disaster via history with Jenny (this is tumblr I have to say “bisexual disaster”; its a legally required phrase). I love this scene so much. These four(Edit: THESE FIVE when Jenny joins the convo at the end of the episode) have such great chemistry, both in writing and in voice acting. Love Maria’s exit too AAUGHH THIS EP IS A FAV ALREADY. • “I think I’d rather that he stayed over there if ya dont mind” THE DELIVERY IS SO FUCKING FUNNY ON THIS LINE WHEN THE HOUND COMES IN • THE ROOM CLOSING IN IS SO FUCKING COOL. AN INTERROGATION ROOM ON STEROIDS BASICALLY. WHAT A COOL CHARACTER POWER. • The “rich” snooty banter between Eisen and Telesphore….. Oh my god they are supreme. Also 15:22 I need this Eisen laugh clipped. Yehehehe. It took me OUT • Ohh the tension of Colette meeting with Zanetti before hopping the train. No this is my new fav ep ever. EVER. Im on the edge of my seat • JENNY IS BACKKK “Eisen and Telesphore are in trouble.” “Of course they are. Water is wet. The sky is blue.” Real • “THE DOCTOR IS A WOMAN?!” “Mreh… more or less.” Supreme • “Yes. I have a brown appaloosa. She’s quite the seductress as horses go.” Only a line in Kingmaker. Only Kingmaker. Anyways. The delivery is so fucking funny • “I’m here on police business.” SCARY DELIVERY I ALSO JUMPED. The tension upon Zanetti entering. The room stretching. Oh my god I am stopping taking notes for a sec cause Im on the edge of my seat THIS EPISODE IS FUCKING TENSE AS HELL I THINK ITS MY NEW FAV • Ok. This episode IS my new fav. I stopped taking notes because the climax of this episode is fucking crazy I was so hooked the entire time. Meg you absolutely cooked with this one. Cooked the most fantastical meal. OH MY GOD!!!!! • “Iyer, Winterlich and Co would need to flee to a different part of Switzerland so no one would recognize them, and Jenny would have to go back to the VSR in case she got a callback” so funny of Jenny I love her. • But. But. Lastly of all. It was never answered. The question of the hour is: HOW DO YOU MAKE A COAT LAST!?!?!?!?!?!??!