#Ler!eve

[hazbin-hotlee37]

Lee Adam and Ler Eve? Your version of her?

In the beginning

Lee!Adam, Ler!Eve

“Hey, dear. You okay?” The “first” woman asks with a slight concern, looking at her “Husband”. Even though they both came to the conclusion that they weren’t in love, neither minded, they still care for each other in the end. It was just a little… Awkward, considering they were supposed to… “Populate” the Earth.

“I’m fine, Eve…” The first man mutters, looking over the lake, looking at the ducks… Where he and Lucifer used to hang out and just… have fun. Until that fucking snake went behind his back and-! Shit…

“You’re thinking about.. Him again aren’t you?” Eve asks, sitting down next to Adam, placing her hand on his shoulder.

“Kinda hard not to… It happened a week ago…” Adam mutters with a sigh, “The worst part is… It’s not even Lilith I’m upset about losing…”

“I guess… Considering how you’ve described her…” She says, feeling bad for her “husband”. Looking down at the ducks and the lake…

Until she heard… giggling? Eve looked up and over at Adam and noticed one of the ducklings on his shoulder, nuzzling against his ear and neck, making the man snicker.

“You’re… ticklish?” Eve asks with a slight excitement, since Adam has certainly attacked her during her time on Earth. Now, it was time for a little… Payback. (And a pick me up)

“Ihi’m nahat-” Adam tried to protest, but Eve carefully moved the duckling, so he wouldn’t get hurt, then dug her fingers into the first man’s sides. Her eyes lit up at the adorable squeak it caused.

“Aww! That was precious” The “first” woman cooed as she continued his playful assault.

“Eheheve! H-Heheheyyy-! Stahahap ihit- *Snort!*” 

“Aww! You sound like the pigletsss!! Soo cutee! Clearly Lucifer and Lilith missed out!” 

“D-Dohohont sahahay thahaht-! *Snort!* Ihihi-” A blush over took the first man’s face as he tried to get away, while not trying to hurt Eve.

“I’ll say all I want! Because you can’t stop me~ Gosh, you are just adorable!”

“You- Youhohou’re khihilling *Snort!* mehehehe-! Ehehek!”

“Hmm… Okay, the fallen were right about one thing… You are SOOOOO dramatic! But… Fine!” Eve says as she stops her attack, having to hold back from cooing as Adam collapsed into a puddle of giggles.

“Ehehevil! A-Ahand cruel-!” Adam accused playfully, pointing at Eve, “Ihi’ll get you fohor this-!”

“Mhm, suure you will, buddy~”

[pupboy-tckles]

I’m in suuucchh a ler mood. Such a need to tie a lee’s hands together and then make sure they’re comfy laying on their tummy and just attacking their back and thighs and the back of their knees. The feeling of making someone laugh just ;-; it’s a need.

[coollyinterferes]

Nothing to see here, just two dorks swapping Jojo poses and having fun.

[stardustpinkart]

Lucifer transformed back into his normal form. "Sorry for scaring you. I see you've discovered singing." He mused, sitting next to him.

Adam nodded, grinning. "It's fun, I really like it. I think it sounds nice... Um- ... I'm sorry, which one are you?" Lucifer tilted his head and laughed lightly. "Lucifer. I usually stay as a snake when I enter the garden?" The man perked up. "Oh yeah! The white one! I'm Adam!"

Lucifer couldn't help but grin at the human's enthusiasm. He adored it to be honest. "Trust me, we all know who you are. How are you enjoying life so far?" "Oh, I really like it! I like learning new things about myself. So far I've learned that I like sweet things, like fruit, and soft things like those other horse things- with the.. branches.. on their heads?" "Deer?" "Yeah, deer, I like those."

The angel smiled along with Adam, just as excited as he was about his discoveries. "You wanna know what else is soft? Here, I think you'll like it." He extended one of his wings out for Adam to feel, accidentally brushing it against his side. The human jumped and covered his side, a surprised grin spreading across his face followed by a sweet sounding giggle.

Lucifer gasped and scooted closer. "You're ticklish! I didn't know we were giving that to humans! Oh this is great, you're going to have so much fun-" "What's.. What's ticklish?"

The angel grinned, excitedly. "Lift your arms a little bit, I'll show you." Adam did as he was told, lifting his arms up. Again, Lucifer extended his wings, gently brushing them against Adam's sides. The human snorted and slammed his arms down, laughing. Lucifer pulled his wings back to avoid having them stuck under Adam's arms, instead reaching out and gently digging into the sides of his tummy.

Adam shrieked and threw his head back, laughing. Not wanting to overwhelm him, Lucifer slowed to a stop, and pulled his hands back. After a moment of giggling and catching his breath, the human looked back up at the angel, sitting up and smiling.

"Can you do that again?" -------------------------------------------

Based on this cute lil fic I found on Tumblr :) Theres an abudance of Hazbin stuff at the mo, a lot of it really good!

Its nice to think how it might have been in the early days. I grew up catholic, schools and the like(though we didnet really go to church or anything) so I know a few bits. The basic stories, Adam and eve, etc. I believe Lucifer was gods most beloved angel, even had a diffrent name, untill he fell. And that supposedly it hurt him terribly when his beloved angel did.

So since Hazbin already has an alternate lore, what REALLY happened in the beggining. I'm sure Adam would be a lot more innocent to begin with, more pleasant, after all, being nearly made, exploring LIFE. The worst aspects maybe came later especially if heaven and its angels overlypraised him, "Adam could do NOTHING wrong", which led to his arrongance and rudeness and cruelty. Perhaps in the beggining, Lucifer and Adam were even friends? It was later events that changed all that.

There is NO sexual themes here, just that of COURSE, Adam and Eve were naked in the garden. They coevered themsleves in leaves in shame after eating the fruit of knowledge right?

I was stumped for colours cuz, they do seem to vary. Like, Sir pentious, his new form was a lot less scary and threatening in heaven. SO I figured, when he was still alive and just starting in the world, he would have a more mortal colour scheme yeah? As would Lucifer have a softer angelic colour scheme back then

I really enjoyed drawing this :)

[moose-muffin]

im new here (hiya from the hazbin tag lol) but if you do character + character requests than please PLEASE gimmie a lee!vox with ler!alastor 🙏🙏🙏hear me out... the two are fighting and al (sHocKINglY) wins out, and vox expects to like.. be beaten into the ground as a result, but nope!! he gets tickled!!! to tears!!!! smthn smthn he wasnt smilin and, yk, youre never fully dressed w/o a smile!!!

/nf to do tho ty for reading!!! <3<3

OMG OMG HELLO WELCOME I HOPE YOURE DOING GOOD YIPPEE

SO FUN FACT I WAS VERY LIKE NEUTRAL TO RADIOSTATIC BUT TONIGHT HAS BEEN (HAHAH GET IT) AN ADVENTURE AND THIS ROAD HAS BEEN SUCH A BLAST <3 THOSE TWO FUCKERS ARE SO INSTIGATIVE ITS CRAZY.

I KNOWWWW THIS AS A FIC WOULD GO C R A Z Y!!!!! IDK IF ANYONE HERE WRITE FOR VOX AND ALASTOR AND PERHAPS DOES COMMISSIONS BUT I WILL PAY!!!! PLEASE HIT ME UP OR ILL PROBABLY GO TAKE A PEAK FOR MYSELF TMR <3 AS LONG AS THATS OK ANON. (I WILL ABSOLUTELY LET IT BE POSTED AS LONG AS THE AUTHOR IS OK WITH IT WHICH USUALLY THEY ARE!!!!) IM GONNA TAKE SOME CREATIVE LIBERTIES AS I TYPICALLY DO HEADCANONS!

IM NOT USUALLY A CHARACTER + CHARACTER GIRLY SO BEAR WITH ME BUT I WILL DO MY VERY BEST!!!! HOPEFULLY I CAN DO THIS JUSTICE! IT WILL BE RANDOM HCS THAT ARE UNRELATED TOO. MY BRAIN IS A MESSY PLACE HWBSHWDBD

OK SO LIKE I KINDA MENTIONED, THEY BOTH LOOOOVE TO JUST GET UNDER PEOPLES SKIN. LOVE IT!!! ESPECIALLY ALASTOR. HES SUCH AN ASS (affectionate)

I’D EVEN SAY HE’S KIND OF AN INSTIGATIVE LER???? BRO IS DOING EVERYTHING IN HIS POWER TO GET TO TICKLE VOX LIKEEE IDK IF THAT EVEN MAKES SENSE BUT I KNOW ITS TRUE. HE WILL CASUALLY WIGGLE HIS FINGERS IN CONVERSATION, TWEAK HIS RIBS FROM BEHIND, LITTLE THINGS LIKE THAT. WELL THEYRE NOT LITTLE. ESPECIALLY NOT TO VOX WHO IS SO FLUSTERED BY IT… ITS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING

BUT! VOX HAS STARTED TO FIGURE IT OUT. AS HE IS ALSO ONE WHO LOVEEES TO GET UNDER SKIN, HE DECIDES HE’LL DO EVERYTHING TO TRIGGER A LER MOOD IN ALASTOR. IF HE CAN TELL HE ALREADY HAS ONE, HE FINDS WAYS TO SUBTLY (WE ALL KNOW HE ISNT SUBTLE THOUGH) LEAVE A SPOT UNPROTECTED. BUT ALASTOR DOESNT WANT TO GIVE HIM THE SATISFACTION!!! HE TRIES SO HARD TO NOT GIVE IN TO VOX BC HE “WANTED TO BE THE ONE IN CONTROL” AND NOW HE ISNT AND HES #PISSED

ALSO VOX ABSOLUTELY IS HORRIFIED OF VULNERABILITY. YET HE IS ABLE TO MOVE PAST IT WITH ALASTOR HERE. SOMEHOW HE ISNT AS WORRIED ANYMORE. MAYBE HE KNOWS ALASTOR WILL REACT. HE LOVES THAT SO VERY MUCH.

AS FOR THE SPECIFIC PROMPT, OH THAT IS SO REAL!!!! ABSOLUTELY YES!!!

I DONT WRITE GOOD ROMANCE BUT LIKE UGH IMAGINE IT NOW. Alastor definitely just got himself to the V’s tower and was planning on fucking with Vox only to see he had already been kinda pissed off. Alastor wouldn’t be as satisfied if he knew he didn’t cause the frustration. He realized he could just stir the pot again. Problem solved, and what better way to solve it than using his weakness against him.. being tickled.

I’m being a little silly but genuinely Vox is so ticklish. Like most ticklish person in hell would go to him if it were an official title. That’s what I’m thinking. That being said, Alastor also knows how quickly he could get him to crumble… but wouldn’t it be more fun to take it slow.

Vox notices his presence almost immediately. He tried to ignore it as he feels his face get warm. He can’t fuck this up. He takes a deep breath and turns around. “Why hello, Alastor! What brings you to our building this evening?” He said in a semi newcaster voice. He wasn’t ready to drop the act

“Well Vox, I came here for a reason of my own but then I walked by your office and you looked so sad!” He began to walk closer to Vox. “You know, t they say you’re never fully dressed without a smile!”

Vox let out a laugh that was quite clearly untruthful. “Yes Alastor I am aware! I was alone in here and so I figured I’d just save up some energy. I’m sure you understand.”

“Quite frankly I don’t,” Alastor paused, “I think maybe I could help you get that smile back.”

Vox didn’t even have to think. He knew Alastor meant he was going to tickle him. You could ask Velvette. She’s seen those two in tickle fights that lasted for DAYS. she knows what they’re capable of, or more so what Alastor is capable of.

Vox puts up a fight for maybe a couple seconds but he just loves tickles more than he can play pretend that he doesn’t <3

It works out well for them both, Alastor gets to fuck around with Vox and well, Vox gets his shit rocked!!! And he loves that more than a lot of things.

OK IM GONNA CUT IT OFF HERE BUT PLEASE FEEL FREE TO COME BACK!!!! IM ALWAYS DOWN TO HEAR WHAT PEOPLE ARE THINKING!! MAYBE ID DO SOMETHING LIKE THIS AGAIN OR LIKE ADD ONTO THIS!!! BUT I AM JUST ALL OVER THE PLACE CURRENTLY HEHE. I HOPE THESE ARE ENJOYABLE!!! (LOWKEY I WANNA ADD MORE TO THISSSS MAYBE TMR MAYBE TMR WE’LL SEE)

apologies if anything is ooc, i just do this for funsies <3

THANK YOU FOR THIS ASKK

[ghostlee]

Thought I’d make these since my two boys are getting alottt of attention <3 tysm for that btw it makes my day omg.

NON TICKLE AND TICKLE HEADCANONS FOR GHOST AND PHANTOM

Non-tickles

Ghost:

Ghostlee is a very aloof, not very talkative kinda guy. He is pretty caring and will jump up to help you, but the likelihood of him doing that is if he doesn’t avoid you in the first place.

Very antisocial and quiet, but when there’s a topic that he’s interested in (like tickles) he perks up significantly and will become very talkative and if given the chance will info-dump so quickly.

He wears mismatched socks since it annoys Phantom who’s very prim and proper and he finds it funny.

If you show Ghostlee any praise or positive attention whatsoever, tickle related or not he will get all flustered but can usually compose himself pretty quickly.

He makes for a mysterious sorta scary character that you can only get info on him through other peoples experiences.

Not a big, first mover sorta guy. He will react accordingly but usually won’t make the first move

Phantom is his “alter ego” sorta guardian figure but also acts act his best friend. He’s always there even sometimes just in the background and he keeps Ghostlee in check.

Ghost is a pretty fidgety person, not being able to sit still in any situation and when he needs to actually sit still for an extended period of time, someone has to give him sometime to play with in his hands (it’s usually Phantom that gives him something)

Ghost has hypersensitive hearing so the likelihood of you sneaking up on him for anything is slim to none.

Phantom:

Phantom is more outgoing and friendly, he is very talkative and will sometimes speak for Ghostlee when the other gets to overwhelmed.

Can absolutely light up a room and make things better exponentially, he definitely gives off cool mom vibes and will gladly take care of anyone.

There have been times that Ghost has tripped or fallen and gotten hurt and Phantom had to come in and take care of him.

Phantom dresses in very proper attire most of the time, but when he’s just relaxing with Ghost he wears like a t-shirt and pants.

Ghostlee is slightly shorter then Phantom but both boys are fairly tall.

If Phantom thinks you are sad he will sit down with you and talk to you and make you feel better until you’ve fully calmed down.

Phantom un-ironically talks in a British accent and he’s got a bit of a deeper soothing voice which really helps people calm down and just listen to him.

Often has to make sure ghost is still eating since they are ghosts so they don’t feel hungry ever but they still have to take care of themselves that way.

Phantom is oddly very strong and can pick Ghost up or.. hold him down.. if need be.

Tickles

Lee!Ghost:

Stupidly ticklish, especially on his tummy and his sides along with his belly button are complete melt spots.

While he is very very very aloof, you can get almost anything you want out of him by tickling the hecc out of that boy.

He will deny it. He will so hardcore deny that he is ticklish until the very last second. Or until Phantom gets to him.

He truly fears Phantoms tickling capabilities since the boy is magic and can within seconds have him at his mercy.

Giant butterfly in tummy haver.

He will definitely try to brush off the fact that he is ticklish, but if he is directly questioned he goes of defense and will solemnly swear that he is not ticklish even a little bit.

He does enjoy being tickled though so if you are tickling him he will try his hardest not to push your hands away but sometimes he requires Phantoms help to hold his hands down to get the full experience

Ler!Ghost:

He can say the word tickle without even flinching. And he will abuse that so hard while he is digging his fingers into your belly going “tickle tickle tickle little lee-“

He has his own set of claws and he will every now and then gather the courage to try and tickle Phantom with them.

He is a ruthless ler at times and he will tickle you until you are screaming and begging for him to stop.

Big proponent of aftercare soft tickles though to get you to calm down and he will get you water and everything.

He still remains a bit aloof while he’s mid wrecking you so while you are laughing your ass off he will just be staring down at you like it’s an average Tuesday for him.

Teaser “what are you ticklish??” “How could someone so ticklish leave this cute little tummy out for me..?”

Will comment on how cute your laugh is but he will say it in a very particular way, “I love your laugh, it makes me want to tickle you.”

Likes to play the “how long can you keep your hands up for while I wiggle my fingers into your tummy”

Lee!Phantom:

He will let you tickle him if he thinks it’ll make you feel better.

Very squirmy so he often has to use his own magic to hold himself down so that he doesn’t kick you or hit you or anything.

His laugh is a bunch of soft giggles that get louder the more ticklish spots that you get into.

He is ticklish all around his ribs and his melting spots are his hips and his knees, he will just break down into soft happy giggles.

He also enjoys tickling but he enjoys watching his ler have fun with it.

Ghostlee has been successful with using the claws on Phantom a few times now and Phantom just usually lets him do it since it finds it super cute that Ghostlee is gathering that courage to tickle him back.

He arches his back a lot and it will allow the ler to get in under his back to wiggle around in there which makes him let out little squeaks.

Ler!Phantom:

Will tickle you if he feels like you need cheering up.

He will 100% tickle ghost to prove a point though, if ghost is denying being ticklish he will 10 fold come back and destroy ghost with tickles until the boy is a screaming, laughing, mess.

Provides some warning that he is going to tickle you.

He will ask you (if your not ghost) if you would like to be tickled or if he can tickle you since he believes it will make you happier.

He will stop every like minute to ask if you’d like to continue.

No judgement whatsoever on if you want to be tickled, he is thrilled to make someone all giggly though tickles.

He can say the word tickle like he’s saying the word “and” it’s absolutely nothing to him.

It also makes him super oblivious since he will be sitting at like dinner with ghost and he will look over and see the boy is all fidgety and in a lee mood, and will casually say “do you want to be tickled Ghost?” And nearly make the boy spit out his drink out of shock.

Anyways thanks for listening to me ramble about my ticklish little ghosts heheh 🤭

[suemooon]

Happy New Year’s Eve to Everyone!

For me? This was an amazing year, nothing compared to the other ones I had before, not even in the old fandom that I was before and I was for a really long time, The Once-ler Fandom was something completely new for me, I never NEVER felt so comfortable in a fandom that has such a story and people before, this was so hard for me to even see!

How I met this fandom? Easy.

I got sick like at the beginning of May if I'm not wrong, my stomach used to hurt too much and my doctor said that it was better for me resting at home, I was feeling so bad.

In those whole 2 weeks I guess, I was consuming YouTube. I have a favourite YouTuber that I used to watch lots of his videos, but one of them I didn't watch yet was a video about Tumblr sexyman!

What the hell is that? I asked myself, so I checked it and OH. MY. GOD, it was so funny to see, until I saw him.

When I met this fandom and this little fella:

I thought it was crazy (specially the Oncest part lol) but in a really impressive way, and when the time passed, I didn't even notice that I got super interested about it.

When I noticed….. I knew what to do, I log into my Tumblr account after 1 year (because I didn't knew what else to do with it) and I changed EVERYTHING, my nickname, my pfp, I added new pages, I finally changed my Tumblr theme, EVERYTHING, and I converted it into an Once-ler's shrine 😭

I did the same thing with my computer and my phone, I put some Once-ler's wallpapers and I changed my pfp to a Once-ler's one in every single social media I have omg

Until August I was finally uploading original content like my art.

Now, I can say that I'm glad that I found out about this fandom, I entered into it and I became an Onceling, I didn't even notice at first!!!

SPECIAL THANKS TO… (without any order)

Etsu ( @wont-stop-biggering )

Becki ( @becki-here )

Shakooo ( @shakooo )

Lemon ( @areallysourlemon )

Vicky

Myself, because I wasn't THAT shy to post something in the first place anymore.

And to all the people who I interacted with and follows me! For thinking it has worth to follow me and interact with me :333 I would love to know more about you ^^

Some honourable mentions… @akayralylegacy @rorybluez (ya guys, you’re truly cool, we didn’t interact that much but I know you’re nice!)

TO MAKE MY YEAR SO SPECIAL TO ME, LOVE U GUYS! 💖

HAVE A NICE 2024 YALL.

[intheticklecloset]

Hi there! If your peppermint mocha coffee shots are still open, may I please request possibly romantic lee! Fyodor and Ler! Dazai? Given that Fyodor is quite religious canonically, I think that he's fairly big on Christmas given its religious backing. However, I think Dazai was the one who introduced him to the fun and goofy side of Christmas LOL- Like, Dazai being Dazai would 100% tangle up Fyodor in glowy Christmas lights and wreck him.

❄️ Peppermint Mocha Special Order ❄️

~~~

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Dazai,” Fyodor said as he put on his coat, reaching for the doorknob.

Suddenly a hand was on his wrist, tugging him away from the front door. “Baby, it’s cold outside~” Dazai sang in what was probably supposed to be a purposely bad singing voice.

Fyodor smirked a little. “I’m not staying the night.”

“Baby, it’s cold outside~”

“You realize this song implies the singers wish to engage in some kind of unseemly activity—”

Dazai tugged him away again, further into the living room, grinning. “Baby, it’s cold outside~”

“Is that all you’re going to say?”

“I’ll say a lot more if you stay the night with me,” Dazai replied, wrapping his arms around Fyodor’s waist. “Come on, it’s Christmas Eve. What’s the point in leaving? You’ll be here in the morning, won’t you?”

“If I stay, you know you’ll try to convince me to do something other than sleep, and I’m not in the mood for—”

Suddenly the detective had whirled him around and pushed him back onto the couch with an “oomph!”, straddling his lap as he smiled at him innocently. “Beautiful, what’s your hurry~?”

“Dazai—”

“Your eyes are like starlight now~”

“You’re singing it all out of order, you goofball—”

With a mighty flourish, Dazai reached his personal crescendo while sliding his hands up Fyodor’s back to trace along his spine. “Baby, it’s cold outside!”

“Ah!” Fyodor gasped, a wobbly smile on his lips now as he arched away from the detective’s touch. “Dazai, dohohon’t—!”

“Won’t you stay, bunny?” Dazai teased into his ear as he began to tickle lightly, drawing muffled giggles out of his partner. “I promise we can just cuddle and sleep, nothing else. Unless you want to~”

“Wihihihihihill you lehehehehehet me tahahahahahalk, dahahahahamn it?!” Fyodor cried, unable to help his wide smile and blushing cheeks as Dazai darted around to scratch at his sides. “Fihihihine, fine, I’ll stahahahahahay, you evil gehehehehehenius!”

“Evil genius? Me? Better check the mirror, bunny,” Dazai teased, then kissed him before he could protest further.

They did, in fact, only cuddle and sleep as promised – with some light tickles thrown in on both sides to make the night a bit more fun.

[trashyswitch]

A Tickly Christmas Tradition

William comes home from work, to the house completely empty. Where is everyone? Suddenly, William's captured and...Tickled?! What in the world is going on?!

For a little christmas treat, I made a FNAF game fanfic. This prompt was actually an idea in a discord server that I was in last year. It was a funny idea brought up by @anxious-lee-ler...back in 2022. Specifically Dec. 14, 2022. Sorry it took forever for this one to be made. But despite that, I hope you enjoy! Merry Christmas Eve!

“Guys! I’m home!” William yelled as he put his bag down at the door. He took off his jacket and his work shoes, before walking past the living room into the kitchen. He looked around the house, and noticed that the house was practically empty. “...Hello?” He looked in the kitchen some more, and checked the bathroom. “Hellooooo?” He called. 

He walked up the stairs to the bedrooms, wondering if anybody was napping, or playing in their room. But when he looked in the kids’ rooms, he found them messy, but completely empty. He looked in the room he shared with his wife, and found it was vacant as well. Weird…

He went down the stairs, and called for them one more time. “Hellooooo?” He yelled. “MICHAEL? ELIZABETH?! CHRIS?!” He called. But he stopped as he stood in the middle of the kitchen. He couldn’t find his family anywhere! And it made no sense! Their second car was here! How could the car be here, but his family be completely gone?!

Suddenly, someone grabbed him underneath the arms and pulled him away. 

“AH! LET ME GO!” William shouted. Someone else wrapped a tie around his eyes and upper nose. “HEY-” he reacted, trying to remove the eye cover. But as he struggled strong and hard within the arms of the stranger, William felt someone…tickling his sides and ribs?! “ST-STOHOP- WHOHO IHIHIS THIHIHIHIS!?” he asked, trying to feel around for anyone who might’ve been standing there nearby. He could quickly tell that the tickling fingers were small, nimble fingers…almost from a little kid!

“Don’t worry, Dad. It’s us.” Michael told him, poking his fingers in his belly button.  

He could feel his fears slowly diminishing. Though he was thankful this was his family, he was still left incredibly confused by their actions. Why was someone tickling him?! Who was holding onto him? And WHY?! Suddenly, his legs were picked up by someone. “Whahait- Whahahat ahare yohohohou dohohohoihihing?” William asked, waving his hands around. 

“Taking you to the living room.” His wife told him. “We’re creating a new Christmas tradition that I think you’ll love too.” She told him. 

“Whahahat ihihis ihihihit?” William asked. 

“You’ll find out in a few minutes.” Elizabeth told her father before grabbing the lights from the decoration bin. 

William felt as his body was wrapped in rope that sounded suspiciously like Christmas lights. His gelled hair was ruined with what felt like a Santa hat followed by a…headband??? And weirdly enough, his shirt was unbuttoned followed by his socks being taken off. 

The confusion that filled Afton’s mind was overwhelming. NOW what was his family up to?! Why were they tying him up?! Why was he wearing a Christmas hat?! And how was a Christmas tradition that involved him being tied up, supposed to be fun for him?! 

“Not close to his face, Chris.” Mrs. Afton told someone. 

He could feel something being sprinkled onto him. He couldn’t for the life of him, figure out what it was! It felt strange on his belly. Whatever it was, it sounded like it came out of a pepper shaker of some sort. Were they dumping sprinkles onto him?! No, wait…sprinkles would be slightly heavier than this. This stuff felt completely weightless. What is it?! 

“Okay. Take off the blindfold, Liz.” His wife said. 

Elizabeth nodded and removed it from his face. “There!” 

William squeezed his eyes shut as the bright light filled his eyes. Squinting, he looked in front of him, and found his 4 members of his family standing in his field of vision and stretching their arms out excitedly. 

“SURPRISE!” They all said in unison to William. 

William widened his eyes and looked down at his body. Right away, he got all his answers. He was right! He really WAS wrapped in Christmas lights! And he did have a Santa hat, with a headband! Only…this headband had a yellow, glittery star hanging down in front of his face. And if there weren’t lights covering his shirt and pants, then there was most definitely glitter. Wait…the sprinkly things he felt were glitter?! A bit of yellow glitter that came from the felt star on his head, and bright green glitter absolutely everywhere else. 

William was mortified. “What in the- Why is there so much glitter?!” William asked, more shocked than angry by this point. 

Elizabeth giggled as she held 5 empty glitter bottles in her hands. “Oh…No reason, papa.” Elizabeth said with a shit-eating grin on her face. William groaned in annoyance. Elizabeth only ever called him ‘papa’ when she was in a mischievous mood. Who the heck thought it would be a good idea to give Elizabeth the glitter?! 

And then to make matters worse, Chris was giggling right beside him and STILL shaking the rest of the green glitter onto his lower leg. 

“Okay, okay…I think it’s empty, Chris.” Mrs. Afton told her youngest. 

Chris nodded and pulled the other empty glitter bottles out of his pockets. Chris had 5 glitter bottles as well! His two youngest children had managed to use 10 separate 16 oz. bottles of glitter on their father!! 

That was- like- 20 cups of glitter!!

“Oh……my god…” William muttered aloud. 

Elizabeth giggled. “Did we overdo it?” She asked. 

Michael laughed. “Nope. In my opinion, he needs more.” Michael joked, pulling yet ANOTHER 16 oz. glitter bottle of his own out of his pocket. 

“NO-” Mrs. Afton took Michael’s bottle. “10 full bottles is plenty enough.” She said, placing it aside. 

William looked at the glitter, and blew a puff of air…and the extra layers of glitter blew with the air, over to his crazy family! Mrs. Afton and Elizabeth squealed and covered up their faces to prevent themselves from getting covered. Chris opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue to catch the glitter on his tongue like they were snowflakes, while Michael closed his brother’s mouth and gave him a stern look. “Don’t eat the glitter.” He ordered his brother. 

“You are all gonna clean this whole mess afterwards. And I am NOT. HELPING.” William warned, shooting his wife a hairy eyeball expression. 

Mrs. Afton was unphased by his threatening look. She was almost awaiting the look, just so she could say her wonderful comeback. “Oh, don’t worry. We’ll clean it up while watching the video recordings of you laughing your head off on the TV.” his wife told him, hinting at his demise. 

Laughing his head off- What?! 

“What do you mean ‘laughing your-’?!” William widened his eyes as he saw their youngest child, holding feathers in his hand. William widened his eyes and quickly remembered that his shirt was unbuttoned. “...Oh no…” he muttered. He quickly remembered that his socks were off too! “OH NO!” He curled his toes, suddenly fearful. 

“Now do you understand what we’re cooking?” Mrs. Afton asked with a smirk. 

William stuttered in shock for a second, before narrowing his eyes at his wife and kids. “Don’t you dare…Don’t you ffffff-” He quickly changed his word. “-Ffffffreaking dare…” He warned. 

“Ooooh, you’re lucky.” Mrs. Afton reacted, before bringing her fingers closer to his belly. “Cause if you swore…we would’ve made sure you REALLY regretted it.” She told him. 

William yelped and wiggled around, trying to get his belly away from her fingers. “D-Don’t! Why are you doing this?!” He asked, a small wobbly smile building on his face. 

“Because it’s fun!” She told him before touching his belly. Just her little nails’ touch was enough to make the hairs on his arms stand on edge. “Plus, I know you’re gonna like this~” She told him, before dancing her fingers all over his belly. 

William jumped and winced, trying not to laugh right away. If they were going to make him laugh, he was going to make it a challenge. His family was going to have to work hard to get him to laugh like they want. If they were planning on playing games with him, he was going to play too. 

“Ooooh, holding out on us?” His wife asked before looking at Michael. “Get your hands ready. We might need you to help break your father’s walls down.” She told her eldest son. 

Michael nodded his head and readied his fingers on his upper ribs. “Ready, Mom.” Michael replied. 

“You’re not gonna go for his armpits?” She asked. 

“Nah. His armpits kinda stink.” Michael replied rather bluntly with a chuckle, waving his hand close to his nose for extra humorous effect. 

“Sh-Shutup!” William spat through his teeth. 

She laughed at her kid’s bluntness. “It’s not gonna get any better, Michael.” She teased playfully to her son. “But, you do whatever you want.” She said, before winking at him.

Michael smirked at the wink. That was his cue to start. “Yeah. I will.” He replied proudly, before  immediately starting to skitter and scratch at his father’s upper-to-middle ribs. 

“NonONO-” William squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head as the biggest wobbly smile they had ever seen on the father and husband had filled his face. He was visibly straining to not laugh. Apparently, it wasn’t just his armpits and belly that were ticklish. It actually looked like his upper ribs were just as bad, if not more ticklish than his armpits! And it appeared that Michael knew this all too well. 

“I wanna tickle his stinky feet!” Elizabeth teased as she ran up and picked up her Dad’s foot. 

“NO! Leavemyfeeheetalooone!” He grunted and protested through his teeth. 

Mrs. Afton laughed. “Sure, go ahead!” She replied. “Hey Chris?” She said, looking over at her youngest. “You sure you don’t want to join?” She asked. “You can prop up the camera and join in, if you want.” She encouraged him. 

But Chris shook his head and walked the camera closer to his Dad. “Mhm! I’m recording Daddy’s girl laugh!” He told his Mom. 

She laughed at her youngest’s reply. “Just keep the camera steady, alright?” She told him. 

“Yup!” He replied, popping the P. 

William could feel his lungs starting to fail him a lot faster than he was expecting. He knew growing older usually affected one's body…but his lungs too!? What a terrible time to figure this out! 

Soon, little titters and hisses started to exit through his wobbly grin. Mrs. Afton lit up upon hearing that. “We’re close! Liz, go for his toes!” She told her daughter. 

Elizabeth quickly separated the big toe and 2nd toe, before sliding the feather back and forth in between his toes. “Coochy coochy coo, Daddy!” She declared. 

William finally broke out in strong, high-pitched laughter. His laughter was so unlike his body frame! And his family was well aware of this fact. “BWAHAHAHAHA! AAAHAHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEASE STOHOHOHOHOP!” He pleaded. 

“Okay, stop!” She ordered her tickling kids. Michael and Elizabeth removed their hands from their respective spots, while Mrs. Afton did the same thing. No one was tickling him, yet his laughter was still quite heavy and strong. But just as fast as it broke out, the laughter seemed to calm down into giggles, before turning into breathlessness mixed with chuckles. 

“Yohohou guhuhuys…” He muttered a little bit. 

“Okay…” Mrs. Afton made a signal…and with this signal, came an eruption of squeals and laughter. 

“eeEEHEEK! WAHAIT- NOHoho! Lihihiz!” William yelled and laughed. 

Elizabeth smiled and opened his toes with her index and middle finger, before fluttering the feather very gently into his toe crevice. “Tickle tickle!” She teased. 

“How did you learn to do that?” Mrs. Afton asked her daughter. 

“Michael! He taught me!” Liz told her Mom. 

Michael chuckled awkwardly. “Well…I may have tried it on her a few times…” He admitted. 

“I see~” She replied. “And where did you learn it, Michael?” She asked next. 

“.....Dad.” Michael replied with a laugh. 

Mrs. Afton bursted out in laughter. “Is that so?!” She reacted. “Having any regrets yet, Will?” She asked her husband. 

William nodded his head “YEHEhehehes!” He replied. 

“Alright. Liz, let’s give your brother a turn to tickle.” She told Elizabeth.

Elizabeth nodded her head and removed the feather, earning her a high-pitched squeak. 

William’s eyes widened the moment the feather flew out of his toes. It tickled SO MUCH MORE than Liz’s see-sawing EVER did! “eEEHEEK!” He went limp in the chair. “Ohoh gohosh…” He muttered, shaking his head.

Michael skittered his fingers on his ribs. “Tell me, Dad:” He started tickling in between the ribs for a bit. “How bad does this tickle?” Michael asked. 

William jumped and snorted, leaning his head back and giggling in a somewhat girly way. “EEheeheeheehee! Prehehehetty bahahad!” William admitted. 

“Okay…” He quickly switched to tickling each and every individual rib. “What about this? Is this better? Or worse?” Michael asked curiously.

William gasped and cackled, shaking his head left and right and throwing the bouncing felt star all over the place. “aAAHAHAHA! NOHOT THAT! IHIHIT’S WOHOHORRRSE!” He shouted. 

“Oh god!” Michael reacted. “It’s really that bad?!” He asked, tickling the individual middle ribs.  

“YEHESYESYEHEHEHESS! PLEHEHEASE STOHOHOHOHOP!” William pleaded. 

“Alright, alright.” Michael switched to tickling between the middle ribs once more. “I’ll do this instead.” He told him. 

William snorted and started giggling in the high-pitched voice all over again. “Ohohohokahahay, thahahahanks.” William told him. 

“Would it be too much for you if I joined back in?” Mrs. Afton asked. 

William shook his head. “Nohoho, ihihit wohouldn’t nohohohow.” He replied. 

Mrs. Afton smiled and started gently tickling the soft of his small beer belly. “I’ll be gentle.” She told him. 

William jumped and sunk his stomach in slightly, but to no avail. Not only did sinking in his stomach fail as a preventive strategy, but it also ruined his ability to breathe. So he breathed in as much as he could, before falling into an endless stream of high-pitched giggles. 

“Thihihihihis ihihihihis weheheird.” William told him. 

“Oh, hush your mouth and laugh, our 6ft Tickle Tree.” She teased. 

“Wh-Whahahat?!” William asked. 

“There’s a reason you’re covered in green glitter.” Mrs. Afton explained. “Can you tell him why?” She asked Chris and Elizabeth. 

“We wanted you to look like a christmas tree!” Chris told his father. 

“That’s why you’re also covered in Christmas lights with a star on your head.” Elizabeth told him. 

“HAhahahaha- Whahahahat?!” He reacted, unsure how else to react to this information. 

Michael chuckled. “I didn’t want to join in originally…” Michael looked at his Mom. “But then Mom mentioned ‘tickling’, and I quickly changed my mind.” Michael admitted bluntly. 

Mrs. Afton smirked. “Trying to throw your own mother under the bus, I see?” She asked. 

“What?! No!” Michael put his right hand up. “Honest!” He pointed his index finger at his Mom. “But I may be throwing myself under the bus.” Michael admitted. 

“Alright, alright.” Mrs. Afton replied, double-checking to make sure Chris and the recorder were doing okay. 

“Wait…How does the song ‘Oh Christmas Tree’ go again?” Michael asked. 

Elizabeth's eyes brightened. “Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, how lovely are your branches!” She declared, saying the lyrics instead of singing it.

“You’re very close. It’s ‘How lovely are ‘thy’ branches’.” Mrs. Afton corrected. 

“Okay. So…what if we sang ‘oh christmas tree’, but we changed the word ‘branches’ to ‘laughter’?” Michael asked. 

Elizabeth gasped. “YEAH!” She shouted excitedly, stopping her tickle attack. “🎵Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, how lovely are thy laughter!🎵” She sang. 

Michael hummed. “I think ‘your laughter’ would sound better in this situation.” He admitted. 

“I think I have to agree with you, Michael.” Mrs. Afton replied. 

“🎵Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, how lovely are your laughter🎵” Mrs. Afton sang. 

The kids joined in with their mother. “🎵Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, how lovely are your laughter🎵” 

Mrs. Afton continued the song. “🎵Your precious giggles fill the air, and warm our hearts with tender care,🎵” She sang in her gorgeous singing voice. 

“🎵Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, how lovely are your laughter🎵” The kids sang. 

Michael stopped his tickling and sang the next verse. “🎵Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, of all the laughs most joyful. Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, of all the laughs most joyful🎵” Michael sang. 

“Not bad!” Mrs. Afton reacted. “🎵Each year you bring us delight, with every shining grin so bright,🎵” She sang. “🎵Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, of all the laughs most joyful🎵” She finished. 

“My turn, My turn!” Elizabeth declared. “🎵Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, we learn from all your gigglees. Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, we learn from all your gigglees🎵” She sang. 

The other Aftons bursted out laughing. Did Elizabeth just come up with a word to make the verse work?! 

“🎵Your high-pitched squeals of festive cheer, give hope and happiness all year,🎵” She sang. “🎵Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree-🎵 

They all sang together. “🎵We learn from all your giggleeeees.🎵” They all sang. 

William chuckled and nodded his head with a smile. “I would clap, but…My hands are kinda tied.” He told them. 

Everyone burst out laughing at this. Mrs. Afton walked up and unplugged the Christmas lights. “Let’s get this off you.” She said, removing the Christmas lights from around him. 

“Thank you, love.” William said, leaning in for a kiss. She wiped a few green glitter pieces from his mouth and kissed his lips. 

“Eugh…Gross…” Michael muttered aloud. 

“Awwwww!” Elizabeth reacted, holding her hand on her chest. 

Chris giggled, zooming in on his Mom and Dad’s kiss. 

“🎵I saw Mommy kiss the tickle tree, underneath the christmas star last night🎵” Chris started singing. 

Mrs. Afton and William both broke their kiss and looked at Chris, laughing at Chris’s lyrics. 

“🎵She didn’t see me creep, down the stairs to have a peek,🎵” Elizabeth sang. 

“🎵She thought that I was tucked up in my bedroom, fast asleep🎵” Michael sang. 

“He wasn’t!” Chris declared. “🎵I saw mommy kiss the tickle tree, Every little giggle filled the night!🎵” Chris sang. 

“🎵Oh what a laugh it would’ve been-🎵” Liz sang. 

“🎵If Daddy had only seen-🎵” Michael sang. 

Everyone, even William, joined in together for the last part. “🎵Mommy kiss the tickle tree last niiiiight!🎵” 

[yazan-kalem-siyah06]

O güzelim misafir odaları vardı ya şimdi yok.

O kiyamadiginiz kanaviçe ler varya çöpe attılar

koltuklar vardı ya oturmaya kiyamazdiniz onlarda kırıp yaktılar

Hadi misafirliğe gidin misafir çağırın evinize samimi siyasetten gıybet ten uzak sohbetler edin

Evinize misafir çağırın...🙋‍♂

Siz de misafirliğe gidin...

Sevin, sevilin şu ahir yalan ömürde...

Nasıl olsa dünya birgün bize *"HAYDİ DIŞARI"* diyecek...

Yalvarıyorum hepinize, daha çok görüşün birbirinizle... ❤

Daha çok sevgi sözleri konuşun ve yazın...

Bırakın milyonluk 120 ay vadeli evlerinizin yalancı konfor sunan yalnızlıklarını...😟

Ailece yaşayın dipdibe... Ananeyi, dedeyi, torunları yeğenleri buluşturun...

Yeni yetmeleri fazla özgür bırakmayın...

Bir yere giderken zorlayın, onları da götürün...

Şimdiki nesilde görüyorum çocuk dedesine gitmiyor.

Neymiş? "dersi varmış.."

Anne eve büyüğünü almıyor, neymiş çocuk TEOG, YGS'ye hazırlanıyormuş...

Yalan! inanın...

Odalarda internete yalnızlığa depresyona mahkum edersiniz...

Damla kadar çocuğa sussun diye cep telefonu vermeyin! 😯

Verin eline bezelyeyi ayıklasın...

En azından bezelye canlıdır.

Gelecek 10 yılda kanserli hasta sayısı yüzde altmış olacak unutmayın!..

Duayı öğretin.

Konuşun bol bol birbirinizle.

Kuşak kavgaları yapın.

Trip atın, çözüm yolları için konuşun.

Hayat bu...😊

Hayat deney tüpü kılıklı apartmanlarda sıkışıp bakteri gibi yaşadığını sanmak değil inanın... 🤔

Hadi kalkın birine çaya, kahveye gidin.. kek yapın, mısır patlatın.

Siz çağırın...

yemek hazırlayın..

Zor mu çorba makarna?😋

Alo diyin birinin derdini alın...

İki gülün, koca bir kahkaha atın...🤨

En kalbi sevgilerimle...💕🌹"

[bymuamma]

Ben Açılacağım, Sen de Bakmayacaksın!

Tesettür tavsiyesi söz konusu olduğunda böylesi anlamsız bir tepki cümlesi geliştirildi son zamanlarda. Sokaklarda yatak odası kıyafetleriyle dolaşan hanımefendinin kendini savunma cümlesi bu tarz cümleler oluyor.

Mantığın birçok yönüyle dünyamızı terk ettiği çağımızda bu savununun ne denli anlamsız olduğunu hiç mi düşünmüyor acaba bunu söyleyen/ler?

Ben her yerimi istediğim şekilde açabileceğim ama sen erkek olarak bakmayacaksın öyle mi? Peki, erkeğin fıtratında zorunlu olarak bulunan kadına bakma meylini ve bu açılmanın bakmaya adeta davetiye manasına gelmesi gerçeğini nereye koyacaksınız?

Bu, bir anlamda düpedüz erkeği zor durumda bırakarak hakkına girmek değil midir?

Sokakta özgürce yürümesi gereken bir erkek gözlerinde ve hafızasında bu tarz bir çıplaklığa mahal vermemek için gözü kapalı mı gezecek? Hassasiyet sahibi; çoluk çocuğuyla gezinti yapmak isteyen ailelerin görüş alanlarını kısıtlamaya kimin ne hakkı var?

Bakınız bu noktayı, 'bakacak olan zaten bakar' diyerek geçiştirip tesettürün can alıcı rolünü görmezden gelemezsiniz. Söz gelimi, hırsızlık yapmayı adet haline getirmiş birileri için 'çalan zaten çalacaktır' diyerek dükkanımızı kilitlemeden eve gidiyor muyuz? Hayır. Dünyevî şartlarda gerekli olan tüm tedbirleri alıyoruz değil mi? Peki, mesele tesettüre gelince günbegün terviç edilen çıplaklığı böyle basit ve sığ cerbezelerle meşrulaştırma çabamız neden?

Ayrıca bir başkası sizin özgürlük dediğiniz şeyin sınırlarını biraz daha genişleterek -çok af buyrunuz- 'çırıl çıplak' gezme raddesine taşırsa buna ne diyeceksiniz?

Öyle ya? Madem açıldıkça özgürleşiyoruz ve bunun sınırını biz belirleyebiliyoruz o halde tam özgürleşmek daha mantıklı olmaz mı? Bunun sınırını kim hangi ölçülere göre belirleyecek? Dinin örtüye yönelik sınırlamalarını kabul etmeyenler ve bunu özgürlüğü engelleme olarak görenler kendi anlayışlarınca kadına tam bir özgürlük tanımış olmuyorlar ki.

Veya bu özgürlük neden hep kadınlara tahsis edilmiş durumda? Bir erkek de bu anlayışla sokakta mahrem yerlerini açıp gezecek olsa niçin tepkiyle karşılaşıyor?

Demek ki mesele özgürlük değil. Mesele, bir şeytan projesi olan 'teşhirciliği' süslü bir sloganla güzel gösterme çabasıdır. Mesele, Allah'ın dediği olmasın da ne olursa olsun düşüncesindeki şeytanın insanoğlunu saptırışındaki bir 'başarı'sının acı tezahürüdür.

Mesele, kapitalizmin kadın istismarcılığını kamufle ederek özgürlük sloganlarıyla Müslüman hanımefendileri acınası bir hale sokma çabasının net fotoğrafıdır.

Ne mutlu çağın dediklerine bakmadan Çalabın rızasını her şeyin fevkinde tutabilenlere...

[mesut-sems]

Bir gün Peygamber Efendimiz Hz. Muhammed (sav) evinde “kurban” kesmiş... Parçalama işlemi bittikten sonra, Efendimiz (sav) evden ayrılmış... Hz. Aişe validemiz de, kurban etinin hemen hemen hepsini de ihtiyaç sahiplerine dağıtmış... Elinde sadece “kürek kemiği” kalmış. Hazreti Peygamber Efendimiz eve gelince sormuş “Aişe validemiz”e; “Ya Aişe, Kurban’ı ne yaptın, ondan geriye ne kaldı?” Aişe validemiz cevap vermiş; “Kalan, bir kürek kemiğidir.” Bunun üzerine Peygamber Efendimiz (sav) gayet mutlu bir ifade ile şu karşılığı vermiş; “Desene kürek kemiği dışında hepsi bizim oldu.” Peygamber Efendimiz (sav)’in de işaret buyurduğu gibi, demek oluyor ki; “Giden”ler, Aslında “bize kalan”lardır

[gliterarias]

✨Resenha Interligados

 Dessa vez meu comentário vai começar um pouquinho diferente...

"Querida Nick.

    Um livro favorito, um bebê para nós leitores, tal qual o meu "PJO e o Ladrão de Raios" é para mim, é sempre um livro difícil de emprestar, as vezes impossível de sair da estante se não for para nossas próprias mãos. Você me emprestou um livro assim!! Era para ser uma recomendação e empréstimo de um livro que gostávamos e você me entregou um livro com esse peso pra ler!! Menina, imagina o meu medo e pânico cada vez que eu pegava esse livro na mão. Da próxima, por favor, ajuda sua amiga com ansiedade e me empresta um livro de peso normal (risos), que se acontecer qualquer coisa eu possa comprar um novo que não vá trazer traumas para nenhuma de nós duas. Obrigada pela confiança e por me apresentar um dos seus mundos favoritos, eu gostei muito de conhecer o Aden (Haden) e seus muitos amigos."

    Agradecimentos feitos, agora vamos para a hora verdade. O livro da vez foi "Interligados - Aden Stone e a Batalha Contra as Sombras" o primeiro livro da trilogia "Interligados" da escritora Gena Showater, lançado em 2010, que mistura mistério, drama, romance, ação e o paranormal, vindo direto de um dos desafios das Gliterárias, onde nós tínhamos que emprestar entre nós um livro para a outra, que fosse um livro que gostávamos muito da história, e ai volto eu para casa com a bomba, "o livro favorito" de uma amiga. Cuidei tal qual um filho, passou um bom tempo na minha cabeceira para que eu ficasse de olho nele o tempo todo, até eu criar coragem para o ler. 

    E aí veio a segunda bomba, a Nick (a mãe\dona do livro) tinha me falado um pouco da história, a sinopse atrás do livro complementou meu entendimento inicial e ... bem ele não é um livro da minha vibe (risos nervosos). Eu olhei pro plot, o plot olhou pra mim e nós decidimos que um não servia para o outro. Mas, eu precisava ler e ele já estava ali. Então, eu comecei a minha batalha contra as sombras.

Aden Stone, que na verdade se chama Haden Stone (e esse foi um fato engraçadíssimo pra mim, o querido não sabia falar o próprio nome e até hoje se apresenta se chamando de Aden), é um garoto que a princípio eu entendi, tal qual os médicos dele entenderam que fosse, um garoto esquizofrênico, ou no mínimo, com transtorno dissociativo de identidade. Aden tem 4 almas vivendo na cabeça dele. E, pasmem, cada alma tem um super poder. Enquanto o super poder de Aden é ser super perturbado por esses quatro 24h por dia. Então vamos começar por aí, os 4 amigos mais íntimos de Aden e seus poderes: Julian, ele pode ressuscita os mortos, na realidade ele os ressuscita sem querer fazer isso, basta ele chegar perto de um cemitério que os mortos se levantam e tentam devorar o pobre Aden; Elijah, prevê o futuro, bom, ele tem visões do futuro, que na maioria das vezes quando mudam é para pior, então, Aden mesmo não gostando do que Elijah compartilha com ele, o garoto tenta não mudar o que vê, por que já aprendeu que as mortes vistas por Elijah acontecem independente do que Aden faça para mudar; Eve, pode viajar no tempo, bom, "ela" pode fazer Aden voltar por alguns momentos em uma parte da vida do menino e ali eles podem alterar algumas coisas que aconteceram com o garoto, as vezes para melhor, as vezes para pior, por isso, Aden odeia quando Eve os manda de volta para algum momento de sua vida, visto que o menino foi abandonado e passou boa parte da vida internado em diversos hospitais psiquiátricos; e finalmente, chegamos em Caleb que tem o dom de tomar para si o corpo de outra pessoa por um tempo, Aden pode se fundir e possuir o corpo de alguém, o que é estranhamente legal em alguns eventos (risos), exemplo, possuir o corpo de um lobisomem muito, muito zangado e correr por aí.

    Tudo que Aden sabe é que esses 4 queridos que vivem dentro dele nem sempre estiveram ali, eles tinham uma vida antes de estarem em Aden mas não conseguem se lembrar de quem foram antes disso, por isso seus nomes atuais foi Aden quem ajudou a dá-los, e tudo que esses 4 queridos querem é estar fora da cabeça do jovem, apesar de o terem acompanhado desde o nascimento até agora em seus 16 anos, eles querem seus corpos de volta. E Aden não os aguenta mais dando conselhos a todo momento não deixando o menino em paz. Eve é a voz da razão e mãe do grupo, Elijah é o tio do "eu avisei", Caleb é quem dá as ideias ruins e atazana Aden o tempo todo quando vê uma menina bonita ou alguém querendo briga com o menino, e Julian gosta de estar do lado de todos comentando sempre a favor da voz que estiver falando mais alto.

    E bem, para falar com seus amigos, Aden até pode falar mentalmente com eles mas as vozes falam tanto que a voz do mais novo nunca é ouvida em meio a bagunça, então infelizmente Aden precisa falar em voz alta para que eles escutem o que bem... faz com que Aden seja taxado de maluco. Atualmente Aden está vivendo em um rancho para jovens rapazes com problemas onde o dono do lugar tenta dar aos meninos uma segunda chance de viver em sociedade, o que em tese era uma boa ideia. Mas na pratica acaba não sendo tão bom assim. Quando Aden fica sozinho com os garotos eles mostram o lado que os fez acabar ali. Então para ficar o mais longe possível dos rapazes Aden costuma fazer suas atividades do rancho bem rápido e fica o mais afastado possível dos garotos até a hora de dormir. Certo dia quando Aden finalmente consegue seu primeiro final de semana fora do rancho ele caminha sem rumo pela cidade que mal conhece apenas para tentar relaxar um pouco de sua própria situação. O ruim é que o garoto não conhece a cidade ainda então acaba parando bem no meio de um cemitério e quando Aden nota isso Julian também acaba notando e os mortos começam a se levantar. Em meio ao caos do ataque Aden nota uma presença e imediatamente olha para onde essa vem e ali ele se depara com uma menina, que parece tão assustada quanto ele e quando seus olhos se encontram um vento forte empurra ambos para o chão a menina se recupera mais rápido e corre dali enquanto Aden tem que se livra da cena do crime que acaba de cometer sem querer. Ali o garoto se lembra de uma das mais recentes visões de Elijah, a garota quem ele viu Aden beijando. 

Aqui meus queridos eu achei o nosso querido herói muito emocionado, Elijah viu ele beijando a garota e automaticamente o Aden assume que eles são namorados, então por que não correr atrás da provável garota não é verdade? Mas o que o menino notou também é que assim que os olhos dos dois se encontraram as vozes se calaram, elas ficaram atordoadas enquanto a garota estava por perto e assim que ela se afastou elas pediram que Aden não fosse mais atrás da menina pois ela tinha um estranho efeito sobre eles, e um efeito que Aden almeja a muito tempo. Silencia-las.   

O primeiro encontro de Aden e Mary Ann faz o garoto quer de vez ficar ao lado dela, Mary Ann não é a garota da visão de Elijah mas faz Aden se sentir bem e dono do próprio corpo. E estranhamente Aden tem vontade de abraça-la como se a conhecesse desde muito tempo atrás. Com esse estranho encontro o garoto resolve fazer de tudo para ficar ao lado dela por máximo de tempo possível, Aden bola um plano que seus amigos aceitam por querem o bem do menino e acreditarem na teoria de Mary Ann pode ajuda-lo a tira-los da cabeça dele. Aden se matricula em uma escola, na mesma escola que Mary Ann, infelizmente um dos "Imundos" ,como ele costuma chamar os garotos do rancho, vai estar dividindo o ambiente escolar com ele. 

    E estranhamente no mesmo momento que os dois garotos entram na escola Mary Ann começa a ser perturbada, seguida e ameaçada por um estranho lobo gigante que parece aparecer só para ela. O que a faça suspeitar de ambos, mesmo que estranhamente Mary Ann se sinta atraída a dar um abraço em Aden toda vez que o vê, ela sente como se o garoto fosse um irmão a muito tempo perdido que finalmente tinha voltado. Até que ela é salva por Aden do lobo, então ele também podia vê-lo! E mais que isso Aden possuiu o lobo para protege-la. Depois de uma luta árdua com o Lobo o garoto começa a suspeitar do Imundo que agora é quase um amigo para ele. Mas ele não tem nem tempo de pensar nisso antes de encontrar, ou melhor ser encontrado pela garota das visões. Que se diz ser nada mais nada mesmos que uma princesa vampira, simplesmente a filha do próprio Drácula, Victória é a garota por quem Aden vai se apaixonar e morrer por ela. Enquanto isso o Lobo volta a encontrar Mary Ann e é ela quem descobre que o Imundo e o Lobo são pessoas diferentes, o recém apelidado Lobinho, é conquistado por Mary Ann e acaba virando um pet da menina (risos) sério de lobo mal a cachorrinho de bolsa em poucas páginas, e logo ele se mostra em sua forma humana e se apresenta, esse foi meu crush do livro Riley. E com esse quarteto formado o desvendamento desse mundo magico e novo para Aden e Mary Ann começa, muitos seres mágicos estão sendo atraídos para Aden e pretendem usar o menino para seu bem o acabar com ele.

    Eis minhas reclamações, as coisas se resolvem rápido de mais, Aden é um personagem morno, parece ter uma personalidade inacabada seria facilmente um dos meus queridinhos só pelos traumas de infância mas o querido é muito sonso, ele fica terrivelmente apaixonado e bobo por Victoria, em um simples respirar da menina, e Lobinho, que tinha tudo para ser o bad boy do livro acaba se rendendo em um virar de paginas a Mary Ann, quase que perde totalmente o charme, ele conseguiu manter um pouco da personalidade marrenta mas mesmo assim de um personagem top ele virou um personagem requentado, Victória é outra, tadinha parece que só a colocaram no livro pra Aden ter uma desculpa para sair e entrar do Rancho a hora que quiser, a é e ter um ex asqueroso e criminoso em muitos sentidos. Aliás Gena parece odiar ex namorados (risos) todos os que apareceram foram o auge do nojo.

    Gostei do livro? Sim. Foi uma delícia passar duas tardes inteiras o lendo freneticamente (risos). Chorei lendo? Sim. Tem uma cena em específico que eu chorei horrores, senti que tinha perdido um amigo ali na hora, por que eu consegui me colocar no lugar do Aden e sei que aquela foi uma perda terrível para o menino. Mas não sei se vou encarar mais dois livros com essa turma. Os casais foram previsíveis demais para o meu gosto, Gena até tentou botar um clima de dúvida, mas não deu certo. E muitas das grande propostas de plot twist da história eu já tinha matado nos primeiros capítulos ( um deles foi o que me fez chorar, risos).  É um universo com muito potencial eu adorei o conhece-lo, mas foi mal aproveitado, Aden podia ter sido melhor isso o faria um dos meus queridinhos fácil, Victória não precisava ter sido só uma chave mágica, Mary Ann quase se salva e vira minha queridinha se também não resolvesse as coisas com uma facilidade quase magica, em segundos ela sai de um choro copioso para pensar na solução magica para o problema, e por fim Riley que foi um desperdício, um personagem que começou tão bom perdeu toda a pose de durão em segundos ao lado da menina. 

    "Interligados - Aden Stone e a Batalha Contra as Sombras", com toda certeza ganhou o direito de estar na minha estante física de livros lidos e é uma recomendação pra uma leitura de sessão da tarde, é um livro que dá vontade de ler, você vê os problemas dele, mas toda hora aprece uma coisinha que te faz continuar virando as paginas continuamente. Se você ainda não leu é a minha recomendação de leitura de aventura adolescente cheio de referências mágicas e paranormais. 

✨resenha por: Tainá✨

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Since you mentioned EVE, how about M-O?

Omg, M-O is too darn precious! I'll gladly provide some headcanons! He's one of my favorite WALL-E characters, after all! It's canon that the bots of WALL-E have sensors (EVE was tickled two times in the movie), so it's possible that M-O could be ticklish as well.

M-O would be ticklish on his neck, under his arms, and definitely his little tummy!

I mentioned his neck since he can extend or lower it so that his head can fit into a specially made spot on his body. That little neck of his would be really darn sensitive, and he'd definitely tuck his neck in to avoid the tickles. His belly is always exposed, and it's just open for tickle attacks, so I suggest you get him there as well!

M-O's laughter would probably be one of the most adorable sounds you'd ever hear. It would be high-pitched digital laughs, giggles, and squeaks! He'd definitely be laughing up a storm if you managed to get to his neck!

M-O being a stubborn little neat freak would probably hate being tickled. He wants to focus on his job, and this would just slow him down. Maybe on rare occasions, he'd enjoy it when he's not busy. M-O would swat at you with brush and angrily curse at you in robot languages when he has had enough. Maybe even try to clean you out of spite.

Now, as a ler, M-O would be perfect. That cleaning brush attached to his arms would definitely tickle if he were ever to use it on you. Especially since it vibrates. If you were ever covered in dirt around him, you better run! He'd chase you forever if he could. Once he finally catches you, he'd snicker and giggle to himself as he cleans you up. He won't stop until every part of you is clean

M-O would eventually find out that you're ticklish and would use this against you during cleaning. He'd tease you by running his brush over your sensitive spots for a moment with the vibrations off before pulling away and giggling evily. Then, without warning, he'd full-on clean you with the vibrations on, and you'd be a laughing mess on the floor. Your reactions amuse him, and he finds it cute! Over time, you two will develop a friendship, and he'd continue to go after you whenever you're dirty and would make sure to tease you the whole time.

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For a request, I’ve been on a Gravity Falls kick again and ticklish Dipper is so adorable 💖 Maybe something where Ford sees that Dipper is feeling a little down so he asks Mabel what he can do to cheer him up. Of course Mabel spills that he’s super ticklish so some Ford and Dipper bonding ensues. Take all the time you need and hope you had a good New Years Eve!

Thank you! I've been wanting to write for these two! I love how sweet they are! (I'll be honest, I wrote most of this at 2am, so sorry for any mistakes!)

Lee: Dipper

Ler: Ford

Summary: Ford notices that Dipper's been down in the dumps. Mabel helps him find a smile-worthy solution.

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!

It was morning, the Mystery Shack quiet and peaceful. Dipper was just rolling out of bed, still exhausted. He'd been trying to classify some of the nearby anomalies, and hit a dead end. Scratch that, ALL the dead ends. To say he was tired was an understatement. The bags under his eyes showed that feeling.

Ford was setting up the lab, ready for the little hangout Dipper and him had after breakfast. They had been working on a tree that dropped peanut butter acorns last time. Lately, they'd hit quite a few walls in research. Ford was used to it, nothing happened without lots of failures and mistakes.

When everyone had reached the kitchen, Stan served his Gravity-Falls-Famous Stancakes. They were shaped like question marks, very on brand. Dipper had a few bites, Mabel split hers with her pig. Overall, it was a normal morning.After the fluffy meal, Ford and Dipper went to work, as Mabel went to play with Waddles.

Their new journal open and ready, the pair discussed their research. Ford went first. "I've searched the far quadrant of the forest, but the most interesting thing I've seen are gnomes proposing to squirrels." Dipper sighed, then presented his with a frown. "I'm trying to test this rock candy cave over by the cliffs, but everything's coming back blank. Same with the strange energy field by the lake. I'm just... blocked."

Ford patted his shoulder. He knew that feeling well. It made up a good chunk of his life. "It goes away eventually. It makes you feel a bit hopeless, but it's not permanent." The technically-teen tried to smile, but it came as more of a grimace. Ford brought out some files, and they started to work with eacother.

An hour later, their meeting was done. Neither of them were any closer to their goals. Dipper looked miserable, tracing back up to the attic for the day. Ford felt awful. He hates seeing Dipper like that, but he didn't know how to help.

An idea popped into his head: Ask Mabel. They're siblings, she can help! Walking into the living room, Ford saw Mabel bedazzling a pig-sized sweater. "Hey Mabel, do you have a minute?" She patted the couch, setting down the shiny garment. "Yeah! What is it?"

Ford explained the situation, how Dipper's mood had been, and the brain block. She thought for a moment before her eyes lit up, a hint of mischievousness behind them. "If you need Dipper to smile, just invite his favorite monster! He lights right up, and he can't stop smiling!"

"Really? Which one? Is it the Gobblewonker, because he was obsessed with that one before we found it." Mabel laughed, patting her Grunkle. "No silly, the Tickle Monster! You can't tell me you haven't seen him. Dipper is, like, insanely ticklish. It's kind of his talent." Ford shook his head, smiling as he remembered tickle fights between the siblings. Sure enough, Dipper lost every one he could think of. "Thank you, Mabel. I'll be putting this information to good use."

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Up in the attic, Dipper was pouring over books, papers, and graphs. He was getting nowhere, and it massively sucked. When he heard a knock at the door, he just grunted, thinking Mabel was there to bug him. He was surprised when he saw his Grunkle walk through the door instead.

"Hey kiddo. What's all this?" His head snapped up at the voice, not expecting Ford to be there. "It's just some research stuff. Not like it's doing me any good." He huffed, shoving some papers and books away. Ford was trying to keep his poker face steady. "Mind if I take a seat?" The boy just shrugged, which he took as a yes.

The old man sat close to the foot of the bed, subtly blocking his great-nephew's escape routes. "You know, I've been thinking about this one monster today. You've known him for a while now." Dipper seemed intrigued. "Which one? The only dude I can think of is Steve. Eugh."

Ford laughed, a mischievous smile spreading on his face. He moved closer to Dipper, snatching up his hands and pinning them above his head. Surprised by the sudden movement, he didn't put up much of a fight.

"The Tickle Monster, of course!" He started skittering his hand up and down Dipper's stomach, and the boy knew he was screwed. Squeaky giggles began to fill the room, brightening up the place. The attic needed some laughter.

"Gruhunkle Fohohord! Whahat are you dohohoing?!" Dipper tried to squirm away, but every escape route was blocked, and Ford had a strong grip on his wrists. He was trapped. "Tickling you, of course! The Tickle Monster's victims always stress out and overwork themselves, which makes you the perfect candidate!"

Ford started to venture upwards, scribbling on his ribs. Dipper squealed, twisting and squirming, trying to escape the tickle sensation. Laughter poured from his mouth, bright and joyous. "NAHAHAHA! IHIHIT TIHIHICKLES!"

A few seconds later, Ford paused to give him a break. Dipper sucked in air, giggling off the ghost tickles. His cheeks were bright red, a goofy smile plastered on his face. He looked happier than he'd been in days.

"You okay, kiddo?" He looked up at him, still a little tickle-drunk. "Yeah, Ihi'm good." He wouldn't say it out loud, but this was the break he'd been needing. He felt a lot less stressed, and a bit more calm. "Great. I've got just one more spot to try."

Before he could even react, Ford shoved both his hands into Dipper's armpits, digging into the sensitive flesh. The reaction was immediate. Loud, shocked laughter erupted from the boy, his hands weakly pushing at Ford's arms.

"GRUHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAT THEHEHEHERE! HAHAHAHA!" He thrashed around, arching his back. It was so bad! Every twitch of his Grunkle's fingers sent him further into hysterics.

Then, just as soon as it began, the tickles stopped. The wiggling fingers turned into rubbing ones, messaging out the phantom sensations. Dipper was so tired, his late nights finally catching up with him. He fell asleep right there, calm and happy. Maybe taking breaks isn't so bad.