#lee!dexter

[imma-vincent-van-gogh-kms]

Sherri gives me evil Ler vibes idk

That they are

But…

[eunchancorner]

Hi! I have a suggestion when you have time/if you want to do it.

So you posted a few asks from crossover-enthusiast about Dexter (in doll form) getting wrecked to pieces by the spooky kids. Would you consider doing a fic about that?

Feel free to ignore this if it's not your thing.

Couldn’t resist, take it, Tumblr!

Lers Skid and Pump, Lee Dexter (Happy Fella doll)

Warning: cussing

Word count: 1093

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If Dexter had to note one thing about the kids he was stuck with, it’d be that they seemed to be obsessed with tickles.

Nearly every day that he was stuck in the house with them, they’d tickle him half to death, every time making him scared he’d blow his cover. Somehow, the kids never seemed to realize that a doll that not only laughed when being tickled, but also protested, curled up or even tried to push them away, wasn’t a normal doll. But luckily, the kids seemed to be far too dense to realize that.

But, weirdly enough, being subjected to near-daily tickles seemed to make his needs less… intense. Like it was distracting his mind, or like his need for blood was being partially satiated by the playful activity. Which, in a way, made it nice.

And also way easier to say that was why he enjoyed it, and totally not because he enjoyed getting any form of affection.

Tonight, however, he hadn’t been subjected to tickles once. Normally he wouldn’t be worried, except for the fact that he’d overheard Skid and Lila mentioning that Pump would be staying over for the night. Which meant Skid must’ve just been waiting to team up with his best friend to tickle him.

“Pump!” He heard the hyper ravenette call to his friend as he sat on Skid’s bed, pretending to be just an ordinary doll like normal.

“Skid! Hiii!”

“Let’s go play with our happy fella!”

Oh no.

“Have fun, you two,” he heard Lila call to the two bois as they excitedly ran up the stairs, “Dinner will be ready soon, so don’t start a game that’ll last too long, ok?”

“Ok, Mom!” the little ravenette called as he and his friend reached his room.

“What game should we play with the happy fella?” the brunette asked as the two hopped onto the bed.

“Hmmm, I don’t know. We could color, or read him a story, or have a little party!”

“A party for what?”

“Uhm… I dunno, it was an idea.”

“Hmmm… Oh, I know what we can do!”

The fluffball leaned over to whisper in his friend’s ear, but it didn’t take hearing him for Dexter to know what he was suggesting, especially if the way Skid’s eyes lit up was any indication.

“Oooo, good idea!” the ravenette said happily as he grabbed the ‘doll’s’ arm, pulling him close.

“Yeah! Let’s tickle our favorite fella!” Pump practically chirped, confirming his fears.

Of course, Dexter had to drop the doll facade, not that it fazed the two boys, they seemed to accept this as normal.

“Hey hey, no kids, c’mon, you don’t wanna tickle me! Don’t you wanna play some other game?” he tried to reason with the two.

“Uh, but why would we do that?” Pump asked.

“Yeah, other games don’t make you laugh, and we like your laugh, right Pump?” Skid argued.

“Yeah, yeah we do!”

That threw Dexter for a loop.

They like my laugh? Like, my laugh, and not just tickling me? He’d never heard that before, and now he’d just been told so by a couple of random kids. Hell, he didn’t even like his own laugh.

“I… uhm… really?” he didn’t know what else to say. What do you say when two kids tell you they like to tickle you for your laugh? Thanks? He found it way too hard to believe.

“Yeah, of course! Your laugh makes you our happy fella!” Skid hugged Dex close to his chest.

“Plus it’s full of snorts!” Pump added, “It’s really cool!”

“Waitttt, are you trying to distract us?” the little ravenette suddenly accused the doll.

“Wait, no I- I just asked a question, you distracted yourselves!” he reminded them, but they seemed to be having none of it.

“I think he was trying to distract us!” Pump piped up.

“That’s it, no more Mister Nice Skid!”

Dexter let out the most embarrassing, high-pitched squeal followed by a snort when he attempted to protest, the result of Skid squeezing his sides, which a single hand could completely encompass thanks to the former’s now tiny size and lack of bones or internal anatomy. What made it ten times worse, however, was that instead of ever hurting when squeezed too hard, it just tickled more.

This was quickly worsened when Pump decided to attack his belly as well, Dex’s tiny legs attempting to curl up and stop him, but thanks to the doll’s design, it was just as fruitless as ever.

“NAHAHOHOHO! YOUHU snort LIHIHITTLE SHIHIHITS!”

“Hey! Don’t call us mean names!” Skid scolded him.

“And don’t say curse words, you’ll get us in trouble!” Pump added.

“OHOHO FUHU- NOHO NOHO- snort -HOT THEHEHEHERE!!” he tried to defy them, his efforts quickly cut short by Skid digging into his underarms. He couldn’t even tell which spot was worse anymore, they all tickled like hell.

“Hey, Skid, do you think that dolls can feel raspberries?” the brunette suddenly asked his friend, catching the attention of said ‘doll’ between them.

“Hmmm, I dunno. Test it!”

“NOHOHO! WEHE snort CAHAHAN! DOHON’T TEHE- snort -HEST IHIHIHIT!!” Dexter tried to interject, but they didn’t seem to listen, Pump going ahead with his ‘test’.

That test, of course, being blowing the biggest raspberry he could manage on the tiniest’s belly, eliciting some near-silent laughter from him.

However, just after, the tickles stopped completely, and before he knew it he was cozily between two other plushies, giggling his stuffing-filled heart out. He was lucky he didn’t have lungs or tear ducts anymore, meaning no tears to have to wipe away or air to try to replace with deep breaths. He just snuggled up to his inanimate roommates and focused on trying to stop the embarrassing giggles and snorts flowing from his mouth.

“Full of snorts, just like I said!” Pump commented on his laughter with a little grin.

“Yeah! Good job, taking all those tickles, Happy fella!” Skid cheered.

“Shuhuhush… snort” Dexter complained, shoving his face into the side of a red bunny plush as though he was trying to hide his smile.

Skid opened his mouth to make another comment before they all heard Lila call for dinner.

“Yayy, dinner!” the kids chorused as they hopped off the little ravenette’s bed, giggling enthusiastically. Dex peeked over and watched them run out, his giggles finally calming down. He practically melted into the plushies and felt himself falling asleep, something he was only made aware he could do after a tickling like this.

Yep, just another day.

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Hey y’all it’s National Tk Day so I’m gonna try to finish my second fic too :>

[strawbxrrymilkyyt]

Cartoon Network at the CNN Center/The Turner Office in Atlanta Georgia (2006-07)

[10bendog]

Oh, I love Summer so much, I just had to make some more CN art for it. 🧡

It’s such a beautiful day today and everyone is at the beach to have some fun. (And so was I earlier today, lol.)

This piece and a follow-up night one (coming soon) were inspired by the 2009 “CN Summer in Italy” bumpers.

Summer is short, y’all, enjoy it while it’s here, before the cold kicks in and the winter depression hits. Have a fun one out there and stay safe!

P.S. (I didn’t know there was a tag limit, whoops. Guess that’s what happens when I try to put as many characters in one image as I can.)

[okthatsgreat]

i think changelings in their neutral forms should look humanoid but just sliiiiiightly off. and they move verryyyyyy strangely <3

[likeafantasy]

DEXTER REWATCH — 2.06 DEX, LIES, AND VIDEOTAPE My whole life I've done what someone else said I should do, been who he said I should be. I followed his rules, accepted his plan. I never stopped to think about what I wanted, what I needed. And now, I don't know who I'm supposed to be.

[sarah-chasm]

I’m so fucking sorry… WHAT!!???

(I’ll be fine I just need to adjust to this INCREDIBLE REALITY )

AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!👑✨🤯🥰🤩

[theruffiansretrorampage]

art by Tomasz 

[draculovemp3]

This is not self-pity but the coldest, clearest self-knowledge. I am unlovable. Following Harry's plan, I have tried to involve myself in other people, in relationships, and even—in my sillier moments—in love. But it doesn't work. Something in me is broken or missing, and sooner or later the other person catches me Acting, or one of Those Nights comes along.

I can't even keep pets. Animals hate me. I bought a dog once; it barked and howled—at me—in a nonstop no-mind fury for two days before I had to get rid of it. I tried a turtle. I touched it once and it wouldn't come out of its shell again, and after a few days of that it died. Rather than see me or have me touch it again, it died.

Nothing else loves me, or ever will. Not even—especially—me. I know what I am and that is not a thing to love. I am alone in the world, all alone, but for Deborah. Except, of course, for the Thing inside, who does not come out to play too often. And does not actually play with me but must have somebody else.

— Jeff Lindsay, Darkly Dreaming Dexter

[shutupcrime]

@dexter morgan you are not a sociopath you are just bi and autistic

[imma-vincent-van-gogh-kms]

Spooky Month OC

Sherri Morne.

The only info I have is that they’re Dexter’s partner, and that they help Lila watch Skid and Pump

[kcloveswrestling]

OH MY GOD

I’M GONNA LOSE IT

i saw the rocking chair with the lantern and started bawling😭

The full entrance with Shatter actually getting to play😭

Uncle Howdy, you and the Wyatt Sick6 are my forever favorite group now(well tied with the original Wyatt Family).

Joe Gacy, the hanging upside down for a second, I love you.

the Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah😭

All these tributes😭 this is absolutely the match of the year(until Bo/Uncle Howdy himself wrestles).

Taylor Rotunda, my whole heart is with you tonight. I cannot even begin to imagine what is going through your head tonight. This is beautiful. Seeing you get to continue what you and Windham were working on has made me believe in WWE again. I’ve loved your work for 10 years now and I am forever a BOLIEVER🫶

[bellzsad]

if we don’t get a ten year anniversary cast reunion for the maze runner this year… i’m rioting

[spooky-donut-ghost-house]

One of the many things that saddened me with Windham's passing was the realization that his story would never be finished that his story would be another unfortunately unfinished wrestling story

I am glad to know that I was wrong

I am glad to know that Windham's story continues through Taylor

I am glad to know that Windham's legacy continues through Taylor

And I am glad to know that Windham continues through Taylor he continues through all of us

With the recent events with The Wyatt 6 you can feel Windham's presence you can feel him there

While he may not be there physically he's there in spirit

Windham lives on through Taylor, through all of us

Windham is only gone physically

He was there throughout the teasers he was there last Monday and he was there yesterday

Windham Rotunda lives on through his family, through his friends and his fans

So long as you keep Windham's memory in your heart he isn't truly gone

He lives on through all of us

Never forget that

[likeafantasy]

DEXTER REWATCH — 5.10 IN THE BEGINNING Despite having considered myself a monster for as long as I can remember, it still comes as a shock when I'm confronted with the depth of evil that exists in this world.