#i love this card... love this creature...

[whisperingmidnights]

11. Sharing secrets

Azris omegaverse x reader where az and reader are sharing embarrassing or cute secrets about eris 🤭🤭

Couples bonding time but at what cost...

From this list

Something wet flicks across the small scent gland at the back of your neck. You stretch within the confines of the strong, pale arms banded around your body, yawning as they hold you just a little tighter. Your fingers dance along the edge of a long, shiny burn scar, tracing it up to the tip of your High Lord's elbow. He's been lapping at the back of your neck since your return, bathing you in his scent after his mate presented you like a cat offering a mouse as a gift.

Truly, neither of them are doing much to evade the cat comparisons this week.

"Please tell me you've let her out of bed at least once this morning." Azriel's voice, tinged with exasperation, rolls through the room like thunder. You straighten at the teeth brushing over your scent gland – not a claiming bite, but an unmistakable act of possession.

Omegas truly can be viciously territorial close to their heat cycles. Reportedly not nearly as bad as their alphas but laying here, in Eris's arms, you aren't sure that's true. You're glad you haven't had to deal with it much...until now, anyway. There's an answering growl from the High Lord's alpha and you shrink back further into his embrace, not wanting to draw Azriel's ire unnecessarily. This is already such a delicate position you're in.

"It's not you he's growling at." Eris's voice is a strange mix of frustration and longing, something you don't quite understand the layers of. "Do you want to get up?"

"No," you murmur, shaking your head as his mate ducks into the bathing room and you hear the twist of a knob turning on their most recent installation. Eris had called it a shower? The water splashing against tile reminds you of a rainstorm.

"You should go in with him," the omega says wistfully.

"He wouldn't welcome that."

"He would. And, if you don't, I'm afraid I'll keep us both here all day. I have a few things I need to accomplish before the end of the week."

"Am I so irresistible?" Your laugh is a mask for the doubt slithering through you, and the tip of Eris's nose nuzzles your jaw in response.

"More than you realize. Go now, before I change my mind."

The weight of the command wraps around your shoulders, propelling your body out of the comfort of the High Lord's embrace. You do knock before entering the bathing chamber, though you're certain those wicked shadows have already reported Eris's command to him. Steam clouds the room, fogging the mirrors as you slowly strip out of your nightgown and underthings, leaving them in a pile on the floor.

You meet the alpha's sleepy hazel eyes as he turns beneath the spray to face you. Water rolls down his shoulders and chest, luring your eyes along the length of his body. His wings flutter, no better than a bird taking a dip in a pond, and you glance back up to find him smirking as you tentatively step to the edge of the tile.

"Poor, sweet fawn. Escape your fox?"

"He sent me to you."

"To me?" The male's laugh is like sweet, dark tea as he catches your wrist, pulling you beneath the warm water. "What did he think I would do with you?"

You shrug, jumping in surprise when his fingers card through your hair, scrubbing your scalp. When shampoo finds its way into your hair, smelling of autumn woods, you find yourself leaning into the alpha's broad, muscular chest while the anxiety slips down the drain with the water.

"How'd you get so good at this?"

"Eris likes to keep his hair long these days, it requires a lot of maintenance."

"I like it that way."

"He'd love to hear you say that."

"You think?"

"That vain creature? Absolutely." Fond amusement laces each word. Scarred hands rub circles along your back, loosening the knots in your muscles. "I'll tell you a secret about him if you tell me something in return."

"What is it you want to know?" You ask warily. You assume his shadows tell him everything there is to know. This court was once a court of secrets until it gained a former spymaster as Lord of Autumn. You doubt there is little within these walls that he doesn't know.

"It's very simple, little fawn. I want to know if anyone was cruel to you in the weeks leading up to your visit home."

"Cruel?" You shake your head. "No more than normal. Really, no one's said much of anything to me lately."

"Will you tell me if they do?"

"That's two questions." Azriel laughs, and you yelp as he pinches your hip. "Yes, alright, I will."

"Good girl. Now, for your payment...hmmm..." You crane back to squint up at the alpha, who seems to be sorting through his mind like a file until he finds the information he wants. "Ah, yes. There is a veritable hoard of maple taffy in Eris's nightstand. Top drawer beneath the false bottom."

The High Lord does have a sweet tooth after all. This is good information to have. His hold on you briefly tightens, and you rest your cheek against his sternum, feeling the water flow around you both. It's like standing in the heart of a storm with him.

"He is quite the pampered pet. There's a special blend of oils he uses in his hair that he pays an apothecary entirely too much to mix." You laugh a little at that. "And if there isn't a glass of water on his nightstand when he wakes up, he whines about vocal strain or some nonsense until he has one."

"Was that one free?"

"Nothing is free. I'll think of a way for you to pay me back. Now, shall we condition your hair?"

[theothernads]

• 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝟎𝟎𝟕 — 𝐄𝐍𝐇𝐘𝐏𝐄𝐍 𐙚 (TEASER)

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ִֶָ࣪☾. 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: In a world where vampires exist, the city of Seoul is not safe. With the most notorious in the Facility, 007 everyone thought that the city would be kept at bay with murders being stopped and for terror to stop haunting everyone in the night. That's what you thought when they were captured and stopped the vampirism from spreading by biting normal humans. However, you made a mistake in assuming that these seven would give up, and you underestimated their desire for power and control when you were invited for an internship to said Facility 007. It should have been easy enough. But one myth and night changed everything, and now, you have to figure out how to play your cards right if you want to take them down.

ִֶָ࣪☾. 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: vampire!Enha×f!reader. ☰ .⭒ֶָ֢⋆.

ִֶָ࣪☾. 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: biting, violence, chainsaws, blood, fighting, lots of death, Enha are MEAN ASFAWK (dont romanticise it), handcuffs, vampires (duh), needles, and violence <3

╰┈➤ don't proceed if you don't like that.

ִֶָ࣪☾. 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 19.2k ☰ ִֶָ࣪☾. 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐋𝐈𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐑𝐘: ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

ִֶָ࣪☾. [𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒]: I am back!!! Ack! I saw those concept photos and I had a dream. And my phone💀. Okay, but the reaction to my last oneshot was so amazing, and even to the headcanons! I am so glad! And I'm grateful as well. Also!! Which song is your fave from the album? I really love 'Too Close', 'Helium', and 'Bad Desire'. I feel like Bad Desire could have had a boom in the chorus, but I love it. So. Also, give me a week to edit the whole thing!!

ִֶָ ➤ if you wanna be added to the taglist, just comment or give an ask!! <3. ִֶָ࣪☾. ᯓᡣ𐭩

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FACILITY 007.

The most highly guarded prison to accommodate the most notorious vampires to ever roam the streets. Each prison was made with soundproof walls, ropes at the ready, and a seat built into the wall.

These vampires managed to make the news within hours; they made their trademark through these black masks, covering the cheeks and nose with narrow gaps where the teeth would be of some kind of horrid creature.

Each of their kills were brutal and malicious, with people drowning in their own blood, limbs left at awkward angles, and sometimes, the bodies were too unrecognisable to even have an autopsy performed.

Lee Heeseung — the oldest of the lot, observant and critical, but insanely quiet.

There was a permanent frown on his lips, skin glittering under the fluorescent lights, fists curled between his lap. But even as you dared to stare, you couldn't miss the intrigue bleeding into his gaze, then consuming him fully as he lifted his chin with a slow precision.

Riki. You know he was the youngest of the lot, but he easily could go from zero to a hundred. It was go big or go home for the youngest vampire, exceeding all boundaries of peace to pursue any shadow of violence and make it his own. Sarcastic and mischievous, too.

Park Jongseong — another silent creature, but well-spoken with a tipping temper. Even then, you saw the sharp gaze through the strands of his hair, and the curiosity simmering with a careful heat, as if waiting for the right moment.

Kim Sunoo would be waiting for you — his bloodlust knew no end, usually impulsive and seemed proud of his tendencies. Kim Sunoo was awake. Too awake for your liking. You know there was no clock within the rooms, but he didn't need one. It was as if every tick of a second was taken account of all in his head. And he waited. It wasn't the friendly smile, of course, but knowing, insane. As if he had you all figured out, but he was building up a wall of his own defenses in place.

Sim Jaeyun — quiet and calculating, someone who was like the dark horse. Only existing in the shadows but a plan crafted by him meant perfect execution and skill. Cold and dead. That is what came to your mind first when Jake flickered his gaze to you, and it had the same ability to dissect your skin and leave goosebumps to trigger all over.

On your right was Park Sunghoon — a no-bullshit vampire, even more calculating and a violence that he hid all too well, knowing he craved dominion over his actions.

Finally, Yang Jungwon. The last vampire and supposedly the leader, the one seen always at the crime scene with a cunning smile and a skill built for hunting blood. He was intelligent, twisting, but it wasn't enough to keep them out of trouble.

You hated those no-good vampires, and there was absolutely nothing to persuade you to ever go near one…

Except.

Except the fact your mother offered you an insightful internship at her facility to gain experience since you are in the final year of your biomedical course. There were perks that came with having a crazy scientist as your mother. And, you accepted it with a single breath.

What you didn't accept is the part where you had to go to the West Wing and administer drugs directly to said vampires.

You knew you were about to enter dangerous territory.

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╰┈➤ Taglist: just ask or comment <3. ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

[rasolomonwrites]

Thanks @angrybubbles

Daniel sat in what had been their apartment alone. He sat in the middle of the old ugly puke green sofa Molly had picked between a few empty beer bottles and a half empty pizza box.

The pizza hadn't been edible in at least a day. The flies had started to make a home in it and Daniel had been too wasted to figure out what exactly the noise was.

At some point between here and there an old friend of an old friend of a guy he barely knew had hooked him up with some coke. The few lines of it he'd arranged with a business card of a guy he didn't even remember blinked up at him from the equally ugly coffee table Molly had also picked up for them.

They were blinding and bright. They visibly pulsed, as if beckoning to him. Daniel blinked down at the three little lines of coke, drunk as shit and unable to deny them anymore.

It had been awhile and Daniel wasn't numb to it any more. He cursed as the initial burn sliced through the skin inside his nose.

By the third line almost all physical sensation was gone. Daniel felt his heart racing, misery replaced by a divine euphoria.

"Shit, yeah!" Daniel groaned, slamming his shins into the coffee table so hard that it skidded against the wood floor. He lept up, only to walk straight into what felt like a brick wall, but was actually just some guy.

"Hey, what the fuck? What did they cut this with?" Daniel asked no one in particular, walking past the guy.

"Or if you want to steal shit, just take it, I guess. Anything the fucking bitch I was married to didn't take is yours, buddy."

The stranger said nothing, instead walking closer to him. Daniel got a good look at the man. He was beyond striking with miles of deep brown skin, long lush dark curls, and eyes that were....orange?

Daniel blinked and double checked. Yup. Still orange.

"Man, I must be on that same shit that made Bowie think he was fighting the devil in a swimming pool."

"We can go for a swim if you like." Said the hot orange-eyed thing and before Daniel could ask questions he found himself in a gorgeous pool. It seemed to stretch out for an eternity and be carved out of a black marble block. A full moon reflected in it.

Daniel, fully naked, stretched out, letting his long legs dangle in the center of the moon's reflection.

The sexy orange-eyed guy was lounging by the poolside, appearing to dip his feet in the stars. His delicate ankle bones appeared to to stir the sky.

Daniel had never felt so in love with another being before.

"Is this the part where we fight?" He asked, blood thrumming hot through his veins. The devotion he felt scaring him absolutely shitless.

Daniel swam toward the creature, taking a slender foot in his hand and pressing his lips against its ankle.

"Strange way of fighting." Remarked the creature, delight dancing in his luminous eyes.

"I'm a strange guy." Said Daniel, before pulling the creature, still fully clothed in a deep maroon suit, right into the pool on top of him.

[lesbian-parappa]

a mimir 😴

[dyke-in-crisis]

I have noticed a pattern & I’m guilty of all of these

[gelu-the-babosa-multiversal]

Is too late to go killing Nazis together...

[luckyashes-art]

hi who wants werewolf kanade

[sunsetsandsunshine]

HAIAIAIII !!!

I wanna request a tk fic 😇🫶🏻🫶🏻 so uhmm what about a Ler!Jeanette Ler!Brittany and Lee!Eleanor?? from alvin and the chimpmunks !!

~ 𝚂𝚠𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚟𝚜. 𝙰𝚟𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 ~

🩷💜🩵 𝙵𝚒𝚌 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢: @giggly-cloud 🩷💜🩵

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙰𝙷𝙷𝙷𝙷𝙷 𝙷𝙸𝙷𝙸𝙷𝙸𝙷𝙸 𝙲𝙻𝙾𝚄𝙳𝙸𝙴!!!!! 𝙰𝚜 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚠𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙰𝙰𝚃𝙲— 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚂𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙲𝙷𝙴𝙳 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 😭💔! 𝙰𝚕𝚜𝚘…“𝚝𝚔?” 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗 “𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎” 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚢, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝’𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚎 😇💝💗💕💓˚*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*＊·̩̩̥͙

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟸,𝟸𝟹𝟺

𝙻𝚎𝚎: 𝙴𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚛 🐿️🩵

𝙻𝚎𝚛’𝚜: 𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢 🐿️🩷 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙹𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎 🐿️💜

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙴𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚜; 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚜. 𝙳𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚘 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕…

𝚆𝙴’𝚁𝙴 𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝚃𝙾𝙶𝙴𝙴𝙴𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁: @shut-up-jo @itzsana-kiddingmenow

@aeinzzzketchup @veryblushyswitch @mysteriouslee

(𝙰/𝙽: 𝙳𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚞𝚢! 𝙸*𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚔/𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝙳𝙽𝙸!!!)

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚃𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙰𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚟𝚜 𝚂𝚠𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 (𝙸 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊 ☝🏾🥸)! 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝙸 𝚑𝚒𝚒𝚒𝚒𝚒𝚒𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 :𝟹)

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ 𝙴𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚘𝚘𝚢𝚢𝚢𝚢𝚢𝚢𝚢 ˚*•✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

“You…do know Billie is better than Taylor, right?” Eleanor said, grinning smugly at her eldest sister on the couch.

The eldest sister in question huffed out a bitter laugh, meeting the smallest chipmunk’s wicked smile with a sharp glare, “Ihi beheg your pardon, Ellie?” 

Although, the tallest of the three just sighed sadly as her sisters continued to bicker (for, like, the millionth time), sinking into the couch seat slightly as she observed WWIII being displayed right in front of her. 

Before all of this…drama, the three preteen sisters figured it would be best to spend as much time with each other as possible and take advantage of the Summer break.

Since school would hit as soon as Autumn started to roll around, they would have to go on tour, and go to school and a whole bunch of mega important stuff that would keep their hands full 24/7…

So, sitting on the couch and watching TV together peacefully was something they initally planned to do.

And it was peaceful! Veeery peaceful in fact. 

That was until Eleanor randomly started boasting about how the movie they were watching would be 100x better if 'Hit Me Hard and Soft' was the soundtrack.

But the thing was, they were currently watching Back to the Future. Which, if you didn’t know, aired in 1985. So it wouldn’t really make all that much sense if one of Billie Eillish’s album’s was the soundtrack…but Jeanette wasn’t one to question (that much anyway). 

The harmless comment caused the tiiiiinest ounce of outrage from Brittany as she went on and ON listing all the album’s Taylor had whilst mocking about the fact that Billie only has three as of right now. 

Petty sibling arguments at its finest…

“Guys, can we please just watch the movie…?” Jeanette meekly offered as her two sisters glared absolute daggers at each other, “I think it’s getting to the really good part…!”

“You said that exact same sentence fifteen minutes ago, Jennie.” The pink cladded chipmunk deadpanned, “Besides, avenging Taylor is wahaaaay more important than any weird time travel space movie.” 

“It’s called Back to the Future…” The tallest chipmunk muttered as she adjusted her purple glasses.

“Whatever.” The blue eyed teen huffed, “Anyway, Ellie…I think you owe Taylor an apology.” 

“AN APOLOGY?!” Eleanor squawked in awe, “The only person who should be apologizing is Taylor herself! There are waaaaaaay too many people on this Earth that deserve a Nobel Prize in Physics but yet she got one by just existing!” 

The purple eyed teen winced at the comment, sinking into the couch deeper as she saw her older sister get gradually more angry. 

“Wehell, I guess you haven’t read her research as the lead scientist of the Large Hadron Collider at CERN.” The elder glared. 

“No, no I haven’t.” The youngest said snarkingly as she crossed her arms, “I have better things to do with my time. Besides, she gives us blonde’s a bad name and I am not here for it.” 

“Heeeeere we go…” The brunette mumbled knowingly as she went on her phone. 

Brittany’s left eye twitched as she stood up on the sofa, putting a hand on her hip, “Well, at least she can keep a consistent hair color! Your emo music artist changed her hair color to every shade on the rainbow!”

“And?” Eleanor pressed on, “At least Billie looks good in every single one! Taylor being a brunette was just not it and you know it.”

“YOU LITTLE—!” Brittany sucked in a breath, exhaling slowly as her icy blue eyes met sassy emerald green. “I know you did nohot just—”

“I just did.” The younger cut off as she stuck her tongue out teasingly, “What are you gonna do about it?” 

“…Why don’t I show you?” The eldest chipmunk grinned, basically pouncing on her youngest sister as the two wrestled to get the upper hand.

And out of context? It honestly looked like a WWE match.

“GEHET OFF OF ME!” The mint cladded chipmunk screeched.

“Not uhuntil you admit Taylor is better.” The blue eyed teen smiled sweetly. 

And to a random stranger, that quote on quote 'sweet smile' probably looked 100% genuine. But to Jeanette and Eleanor…? 

…That smile had a whoooooole different meaning…

“N-NEVER!” The blonde exclaimed as she pushed her hands on the other’s chest. 

“Fine then. Have it your way.” The strawberry blonde giggled as she tickled the youngest’s sides casually and effortlessly. The green eyed chipmunk let out a loud but short scream as she descended into small giggles, hugging herself as she squirmed left and right. 

“B-BriHIHIT! STAhap IHIT!!!” The youngest squealed. 

“Ihi’m barely even tickling you, Ellie. Don’t tell me it’s that bad~!” Brittany snickered as she changed her scribbling to squeezing her sister’s sides mercilessly. “STAHA— squeak YOHOUR MEEHEAN!!” 

The oldest of the three chipmunks dramatically gasped, moving her fingers to knead at Eleanor’s underarms, “Me? Mean? Ohhhhh no no no no no no no. I’m not being mean…you’re just super ticklish.” 

The younger blushed slightly, clamping her arms down almost immediately whilst kicking her legs on the couch, “H-HUHUSH UP! SOHO AHARE YAHA— hic YOHOU!”

The strawberry blonde chuckled fondly at her sibling’s weak rebuttal, sneaking one of her hands out of the other’s underarms to try and tickle her neck but was stopped as Eleanor grabbed her wrist. 

“I know I am but what are you~?” Brittany scoffed lightly as she stopped her tickling altogether, crossing her arms as she raised a very amused brow. 

The two sister’s made eye contact— one completely amused by the very silly turn of events as the other was waiting for her grave to be buried. “Come on and share…since you wanna be all sassy today: share with the class. What are you, little sister~?”

At that tease, the green eyed chipmunk’s sassiness most definitely just went down the drain and into the ocean for sure.

The youngest let out a small, giggly whine, looking at her immediate older sister at the end of the couch in seek for help. But the only response she got was a mere shrug as she gave Eleanor an apologetic smile. 

Eleanor covered her face in embarrassment, her tail softly swishing against the couch cushion as her giggles became more giddy and desperate, “I-Ihim tihicklish…” She muttered out.  

“Sorry…didn’t hear that.” The pink cladded preteen mused.

“I-I-Ihihi’m tihihicklish!!” The youngest tried again. 

“Whaaaaaat?”

“I-Ihi sahahaid Ihi’m t-tihihicklish!!” 

“Sorry…one more time~? I really can’t hear you—“ 

“IHI’M TAHA— squeak IHI’M TIHIHICKLISH!!!” The blonde basically screamed. 

“Pfft— yeah, I know.” The eldest snickered as she kneaded the other’s hips. 

Eleanor let out a large and loud squeal as she weakly hit the other’s arms and hands, bucking and twisting around to at least make Brittany’s grip on her hips loosen a bit. 

But the blue eyed chipmunk just snickered evilly at the action, casually tickling her where the thigh met the hip, leaving the youngest of the three in absolute stitches. 

Jeanette looked away from her phone and directed her attention to her two sister’s silly situation, smiling happily. Well…at least they were bonding instead of tugging at each other’s throats. 

The purple eyed chipmunk looked towards the hallway, rolling her eyes fondly as  she saw a red blur basically sprinting into the living room. 

“Hey guys!” Alvin said quickly, basically jumping up and down where he stood, “Me, Si and Theo are gonna go skateboarding outside and we were wondering if you guys would wanna— uhhhhhh...wow.” 

As the hazel eyed chipmunk became more aware to what was going on in front of him, a small flustered blush appeared on his face as he tried to not look at the pink and mint duo— who didn’t even seem to notice he walked in (which was very rude by the way…) 

The purple cladded chipmunk raised a brow at her little brother’s facial expression, “Alv, you need something? You said you wanted us to—”

“Nope. Nah. Nada. I don’t need aaaaaanything…” Alvin mumbled out quickly and quietly, averting his gaze from the scene displaying in front of him to not worsen the tingly butterfly feeling in his stomach.

“AHALVIN! DOHON’T JUHU— hic JUHU— squeak JUHUST STAHAND THEHEHERE!! HEHELP MEEHEEHEE!” The blonde cried.

“Ehellie…my dear bahahaby sihister whom Ihi adore dearly. I would absoltuely lohove to hehelp yohou with your current…predicament but, uhm…I hahave places to go ahand plahaces to be. Sooooo aaaaanyways gOODLUCKBYELOVEYOUUUU!!!” And with that, the red cladded chipmunk Usain Bolted out of the living room. 

“AHAHALVIN YAHA— squeak COHOME BAHACK hic HEHERE YOHOU TRAITOR!!!” Eleanor squealed, letting out small hiccups and squeaks that bounced off the living room’s walls.

Brittany shared a knowing glance at Jeanette, causing the tallest of the three to nod quietly, sitting next to her little sister as she thrashed around. “Seems like that spot is really bad…” The glasses wielding chipmunk mused. 

“IHIT IHIHIS! YOHOU squeak KNOHOW MY hic HIHIHIPS ARE A BAHAD SPAHA— squeak!!!”

“That’s not the only thing that’s bad~!” The purple eyed chipmunk said as she traced Eleanor’s sides lightly, “With all your thrashing and squirming, I noticed you have one missing rib…” 

“NAHAHA— hic NOHO IHI DAHA— squeak DOHOHON’T!!!”

The tallest giggled of the three giggled, “Ihi just want to check to make sure—”

“NOHOHOHOH!” 

“Just a quick check—”

“N-NOHOHAHA! AHA STAHAP! STOHOP BEING MEAN!” The youngest screeched as she descended into a fit of loud laughter. 

“You’re mean for not letting me tickle your neck.” Brittany mused as she used one hand to scribble the crook of her baby sister’s neck while her other hand continued to squeeze at her hip, “That’s better~!” The eldest sing-songed. 

The mint cladded chipmunk scrunched up her shoulder in a weak attempt to at least cease some of the tickles, but to her dismay…it just made it way worse. The youngest dropped her hands to her sides, her legs weakly kicking underneath Brittany as her tail wagged, “IHIHIT TIHICKLES!! BEEHEE NIHIHICE!!!” 

“I was gonna be nice~!” The eldest sang, “But since you didn't let me get your neck…I'll just tickle your tummy then.” The blue eyed preteen grinned, wiggling her finger’s near the blonde’s stomach teasingly. 

The younger’s eyes widened in panic at the tease/light threat, grabbing her older sister’s wrists in an attempt to stop her, “N-NAHA hic squeak NOHO! IHIHI HAHATE hic hic IHAT THAHA— squeak THEHEHERE!!!” 

“But…I thought you liked it here?” Jeanette said genuinely as she stopped tickling her sister’s sides. The strawberry blonde rolled her eyes fondly for her immediate younger sister’s…compassion for all mankind. 

It was sickening, honestly…

“She does like getting tickled there, Jean. It’s one of her favorite spots…you know this.” Brittany said as she shook her head. 

“But she just said she didn’t!” The purple cladded chipmunk exclaimed. 

The blondie groaned at her two sister’s conversation…

God, would they just tickle her already?! She was dying in anticipation here!!!

Her two sister’s then looked at her— Brittany glanced at Jeanette as if to say 'I told you so'. 

And that’s when the youngest realized she said alllllllll of that out loud…

Eleanor buried her face into her arms, her face heating up as the dreaded ghost tickles got worse and worse. 

“…So you do like it! You just didn’t want to admit it.” The purple eyed chipmunk clarified as she put one on one together, “And earlier…you were taunting and bickering with Britt so she and I would tickle you, right?”

The younger’s face just went as red as a tomato, causing her older sister’s to fall into a giggle fit with her. “That makes so much more sense now.” The tallest grinned, tickling her little sister’s stomach and sides. The youngest of the three covered her mouth, shaking her head.

Oh this was gonna tickle so bad…

“I think you can laugh louder than that~!” Jeanette hummed, blowing a raspberry in the crook of Eleanor’s neck while dancing her fingers all over her stomach.

The eldest huffed out a laugh in triumph, cracking her knuckles teasingly as she kneaded the younger’s hips whilst blowing a raspberry on the other side of her neck. The blonde screamed with laughter, happy tears building up in her eyes. 

“There we go~! Much better. Don’t you agree, Jennie?” The strawberry blonde snickered. 

“Oho I definitely agree.” The brunette said as she nodded in agreement, “Ahhh tickle tickle tickle~!You’re so tickle tickle ticklish, little sis~!”

“BRIHIHIT!! JEHEHE— hic JEHE— squeak!!! GUHUYS PLAHAHEEEEEASE!!!” Eleanor cried. The two sister’s sighed lovingly, stopping their ticklish torment on the youngest as they sat back on the couch. 

The purple cladded chipmunk wrapped her little sister in a soft but protective hug, planting a kiss on her temple, “Are you alright? Me and Britt didn’t go too far, right…?”

“N-Noho I’m hic goohoohood. Yohou two ahare hic mean, thohough…” The youngest said through her giggle fit, resting the back of her head on Jeanette’s chest, “Wahait…dihid the mohovie ehend already…?” 

“Yes it did!” Brittany chuckled, getting up to grab the remote which was on the couch rest, “Whihich is why we are going to be watching Taylor Swift Reputation Stadium Tour!” The eldest squealed, flipping through the channels to go to Netflix. 

Jeanette and Eleanor shared a knowing glance with one another, rolling their eyes as the concert began to play.

Oh well…Eleanor would just have to get her revenge afterwards. 

'Expect the unexpected' is what her brother Alvin would say, anyway. 

And besides! After they’re done watching…maybe she’ll come to like Taylor’s music.

…Maybe.

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(𝙿.𝚂.: 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐!!!)

[the-acid-pear]

Honestly the best part about True Neutral Jack to me is the fact he... doesn't even really care for the money. Sure he cares about the business growing and expanding but like, in his personal life? He's not doing shit with it for what we see. Like he's not this capitalist sigma grinder type with big dreams or goals like owning a mansion or some shit. Like im sure even if he was a millonaire he'd still be wearing the same suit and living in the same house and likely using the same cheap paint. He just needed a hobbie to run from the skeletons in his closet.

[apainintheasgardiansoul]

They.. Sort of 👉👈have.. Matching outfits..

[deus-ex-mona]

i miss kohachi…

[foxounderscorecube]

Forming a fan club for the barbegazis in "The Tower of the Swallow" that taunt Geralt for a bit in a cave and apparently never get mentioned again

Also, it's never clearly explained what a barbegazi actually is. They're just described as fluffy lumps with sharp teeth and this is the only official(?) art I can find of them that fits this description

[mrsdenasaan]

NEW BOOK OUT https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DPNB843G

[br4tty-br4t-art]

Creachure au things-

Waru- Werewolf

Gabriel- Satyr

Felix- Merman

Zontik- Vampire

[thegreatyin]

https://mtg.design/i/hwvv78.jpg

https://mtg.design/i/iigq53.jpg

look what i made

WAIT THESE ARE SO COOL,,

[w1f1n1ghtm4r3]

you’re just a solitary one– right now, go far beyond them 🦊🐱🐶🐑

individual drawings and muzzle-less akito below