#stahp reading these

[emo-rabies444]

CONS1ST3NT 4RTSTY3???? IDK H3R

anyway, drippy eye knife boi cuz yes </3

about hiz jacket… i failed rendering so uh… itz in da wash 4 storyz sake?

idk if tumblr will ruin da quality or not, but if it doez, plz tap da picture! </3

[thekenobee]

Wilford: "I wouldn't do that to Alex"

Me:

[lilyharvord]

Cal: *almost dies* Mare: *running away to avoid FEELINGS* Evangeline: *stands, stretches, yawns, cracks her knuckles* All righty, time put in some work. 😈

[whentheynameyoujoy]

I believe the thing that one day might end up compelling me to commit murder is the way “run-on sentence” is so often treated as interchangeable with “long sentence”. English isn’t my first language, my own language doesn’t even recognize “run-on sentences” as a thing that exists so why do I know this is bullshit and you don’t, Mr. English Lit Critique-Man Sir, why are you doing this to me this is a hate crime.

[tonya-the-chicken]

So happy that instead of terrorists and war criminals I decided to simp for family abusers. Now my love for my babygirls won't be screwed over by real-life experiences

[novelmonger]

Me: *blocks every "___ x reader/ you/ y/n" tag ever encountered* *adds "___ x reader/ you/ y/n" to content filters* *has never interacted with any such post in any way*

Tumblr: JUST FOR YOU, WE HAVE DISHED UP A LOVELY MORSEL OF [insert character here] x READER, SINCE YOU DIDN'T THINK TO BLOCK THIS ONE PARTICULAR CHARACTER, THAT OBVIOUSLY MEANS YOU WANT TO READ THIS, RIGHT?????

Me:

[princess-marida]

guess who just fleshed out not 1 but 2 oc's for pjo (and existing lore)?

this gal right here; both in like 2 hours, one doesnt have a decided name yet but hey it's a record

a daughter of tyche, and a daughter of hypnos

god knows what happens to them during canon timelines but hey they exist!

[scanncr]

@nvrcmplt​

PChan gunna grab POD 153 and give it a rattle.

       ❝ wh-- ❞    there’s a loud gasp, and he’s reaching out in a poor try to stop this pod-abuse.       ❝ STOP-- you’re going to ruin it!! pods are very valuable units to YoRHa soldiers, you can’t just treat it like some... some kind of toy--- ❞

[for-ships-that-never-sail]

Okay Y'ALL I saw Episode 5 today and these are the thoughts I jotted down while watching it (PART 2 OF 2)

Please don’t read below the cut if you are avoiding spoilers until you get to watch it yourself 

And FYI some of these may not have any context, but I guess it won’t matter cause you’ll have context in 7ish hours anyway (also sorry about how long all my thoughts and feelings are lol)

Awh Kate you’re so pretty - kinda weird to see her so chill though - she was so stressed all of season 2 that seeing her so serene is throwing me off tbh - I am so happy for you though my love

Also her outfit that looks like a sari is soooo gorgeous I WANTTTT

Love the cinnamon biscuits vs fruit jellies bit

Portia ma'am please listen to Varley FFS

lol I hope they did in fact fuck again like she wanted

Ugly crying at MY MESSSSSS

PARIS? oufff I love how comfortable she is, just casual teasing chit chats with bestie

“Undefended”? Charlotte needs a different hobby pleaseeee

LOLLLLL when did Penelope learn to do her hair and makeup by herself???? Cause there’s no fucking way she would’ve looked THAT fucking good after alllll of that lol

We were going to be KNIGHTS!! OMG sweet babiessss

“as much as I do” I can’t even blame anyone for anything they’ve done or said so far tbh 

This is such nuanced writing — I understand exactly where pretty much everyone is coming from and that’s really nice tbh 

Omg they really do want Cressida to marry a dinosaur 

WTF Cressida you do you girl fuck shit up for Penelope I don’t even care do whatever you have to do and go all out and save yourself cause no one else will I’m so sorry you were ever put in this position  

We have been acting uncouth AS OF LATE??? as of late????!? Omggg Portia girl pleaseeeee you had ONE job and you’re just gonna pass the buck to your daughters instead? STAHP own up to your shit cause you knowwww they bully her because youuu bullied her and the gall to say this is just happening LATELY on top lmao 

Though like in her eyes I always do see remorse too - I think she just lacks courage to ever really own up to everything in full because she’s just so guarded 

Honestly this is such stellar acting 

And also like, Penelope, most of you is your mom my girl - your brains, your overthinking, your inability to just say Yuh I done fucked up my bad lol 

Greg’s hat

Yesssss lord Kent find you some Bridgerton besties 

I actually do love Portia - yeah she’s been a colossal dick of a mom to Pen but as complex women go, I get her - If she makes amends with Pen for them daily microaggressions and general abuse one day, for real for real, she’d be really great 

Omg Mama B and Lady D are such big shippers - wish they didn’t fully cut out the Lady D stuff from the books though le sigh 

Eloise has a point - I agree - she had lotsss of alone time to say it - I understand Pens fear completely, but she must realize that her saying this is still soooo much better than him having to find out on his own - and there is no way he wouldn't - and he’d be more hurt by that part than the actual LW part I think and honestly Eloise is right about her being involved in that painful deception too, I wouldn’t want my own brother to feel betrayed by me like that either, given how often he wished LW ill out loud - and the longer Pen stays quiet the more guilty Eloise becomes as a sister too - If anything her not immediately snitching makes her moreee team Pen than team Colin - this is still a lowkey loyalty to Pen for sure - I think I may have issued this same ultimatum under these conditions too

Omggg JOHNNNNNN stop he’s having a panic attack why did Fran put him on the spot like thissss????

“As you rightly mocked me last season” lolllll

Awh Colin and the toast 

Eloise should nottttt have done her second toast - now THAT part was uncalled for, but I guess they want to keep the stress levels high 

Lmao Kate to the rescue 

I loveeeee how close they are sitting in public - but like… does nooooo one else see this??? Hips glued together? Hands holding??? Just out in the open?? No one thinks this is insanely intimate for a newly engaged couple of the ton??? Even if it’s a love match? None of the older women are clocking this and saying 1. Sit the fuck apart 2. Did yall fuck already cause yall look like you fucked and we don’t even have a wedding date set yet??? Are you not going to even ask for a special license?? You just want her to pop a baby before she technically should and cause more drama?? Like who is in charge of all these fools?? Mama B what is you doing??? Do you not think Colin is being a nasty girl with his wife-to-be?? lol

Lol Anthony I love you, you competitive lil bitch 

Lmaooooo Eloise and Penelope being the smartest bitches of the ton YESSSS

Portia trying to show where Pen's brain comes from lol

Muddy boots panic again 

LMFAOOOOOOO Mama B your face is going a mile a minute right now listening to the muddy boots

"I saw straight away" OH MY FROHN you will end me one day

Pen get your shit together pls grab a brown paper bag or smthn 

Oooohhhhh fuck I get itttttt

Cressida girl my bad I get ittttttt sooooo much more - I didn’t fully understand her thought process behind what we already knew she was gonna do until just nowwww - they really set it up for her well - girl needed an exit and everyone fully offered her one - I have no issues with this at all tbh 

Omg omg this is the most chaotic midnight strike of all time like 6 different things happened at the same time???? 

Well that was some good old fashioned Bridgerton CHAOS Hope y'all enjoyed it too!!!! LESS THAN 8 HOURS TO GOOOOOOOOOO

[giggly-squiggily]

A New Kind Of Mystery (Bungo Stray Dogs)

Whoops my hand slipped :D Heyo everyone! Today I bring you some Ranpoe cause I can :3 This is a gift for the amazing @intheticklecloset cause why the heck not? >:3 I hope you like it friend!

Cloud 9 (Taglist Peeps):

@myreygn @thatbigbisexual29 @dirtpie39 @duckymcdoorknob @cupcake-spice13 @t-wordiiish @rachi-roo @chibisstuff @imjusthere07, @sevenincubistolemyheart

Summary: Books are Poe's life, but so is Ranpo and all his antics. Stressed about both, he inadvertently finds a way to make both work.

“Eeheehehehhe, Ranpooooo!” Poe squeaked, nearly breaking his pen in half when fingers pinched his ribs. “Please, I’m wohoohorking!”

“You always say that!” Ranpo teased, snuggling closer to the shy author as he carried on kneading his sides, earning even more giggles and squeaks. “Play with meeeeee~”

“Ahehahahaha, R-Rahhahahanpo STAHP!” Poe twisted around, catching the detective’s hands with his. “I reahally need to gehet this done. I can’t play right now.”

“Okay.” Ranpo nodded, a touch of hurt coloring his smile as he got up to go. “Well…call me when you’ve got down time, okay?” He turned to leave, whistling as he walked to the door.

“R-Right.” Poe nodded, giving the other one last smile as the detective disappeared, shutting the door behind him. When he was out of earshot, the author let his shoulders droop, head hitting the desk with a low groan. Why did books have to take so long? Mysteries couldn’t write themselves, and he always wanted to give Ranpo his best self when presenting a new book. Breaks were rare, and even those mainly consisted of naps and remembering to eat; not much else.

Ranpo, bless his heart, was so patient with him, but Poe couldn’t shake the image of that sad expression. He needed to make it right! He started to get up-

The sound of a car pulling out stopped him in his place. Looking out the window, he watched Ranpo head back to the Agency.

Shit- missed his chance.

“Gggggggrr?” Karl hopped onto the desk, tilting his head curiously up at Poe. The author stroked his head, trying not to cry.

“Oh Karl…I’m the worst boyfriend ever!” He moaned pathetically, gathering the racoon up in his arms. “I can’t even make time for Ranpo! He just wants to play- and here I am working on books-”

Books. Wait a minute…

“Oh…OH!” The ideas were turning in his mind. Karl climbed up on Poe’s head as the author gathered his things- a notebook for outlining, his typewriter for the final product, and most importantly; a framed photo of him and Ranpo the other gifted him when they first started dating.

“Don’t you worry, Ran. What you’re about to read is gonna be my greatest work.”

~~~

Greatest probably wasn’t the best choice of words, but it was certainly his fastest work.

Poe all but leaped for joy the morning he finished it- it was rough around the edges and didn’t have a title, but it was perfect! He could refine the work later- for now he needed to get this to Ranpo!

Taking the world's fastest shower, he texted his boyfriend an assortment of words that he hoped conveyed “Meet me at the park” before flying out the door, running as fast as he could, Karl hanging on to him by the back of his coat. The cold winter chill colored his cheeks, and his breath was frosty without his usual coat, but he couldn’t wait a second longer.

To his glee, Ranpo was where he wanted him, slurping on hot chocolate and kicking his feet against the bench. When their eyes met, he raised his cup in greeting.

“Poe-” A crash! A flop- Poe came tumbling before him in a heap of limbs and cloth, Karl leaping for safety at the last second. When the world stopped spinning, he found himself on his back, Ranpo’s wide eyes looking down at him.

“Poe!  Are you okay?” Instead of answering, the author pulled out the book- holding it up to him.

“It’s done! Here.” He gasped out. “Please, take it.”

Ranpo blinked. Then his eyes narrowed, irritated. “I haven’t seen or heard from you for two straight weeks and this is the first thing you say to me?” Hurt swallowed his anger as Ranpo sat back, hiding in his hat. “And here I thought you were just excited to see me…”

Oh no- this is not how he wanted it to go! Poe sat up, scooting closer to his boyfriend. “I’m sorry, Ranpo- truly I am! I was just so determined to get this book done. It’s a gift for you.”

“A gift?” Ranpo looked at him, somewhat guarded. “Not just me reviewing it?”

“Well- I would like to hear your thoughts on it after you finish it, but yes. I made it especially tailored for you and you alone.” Poe nodded, shaky as he held out the present. “I understand if you don’t want it. Not after me ignoring you for so long-”

“I’ll read it.” Ranpo took the book, running his fingers along the spine. “But I have a condition.”

“Oh?”

“After I read this- I want you to take a proper break from your work.” Ranpo gave him a stubborn glare, cheeks puffed some. “You’re my boyfriend, and I have a two week vacation coming up. I want to spend it with you. If you promise me that, I’ll give you my full attention to this book.”

Poe was..hesitant. He’d only ever taken short half day breaks from writing; never a full vacation. What would happen if he did stop writing for two weeks? Looking at Ranpo, a worse thought occurred.

What would happen if he didn’t?

“Okay.” He nodded, prioritizing. “Two week vacation.”

Ranpo seemed pleased, lightening up some. “Okay. Whenever you’re ready.”

Poe nodded, taking the book. He flipped it open and began the tale.

~~~

When Ranpo came to, he was in the usual setup. A mansion- old and Victoria. A handful of staff- maids and butlers and gardener’s alike. There was a dead body in the room to his left- he needed to figure out what happened.

A classic mystery, if not a little simple. He already knew who did it. He was about to voice the culprit-

But stopped. That wasn’t the deal.

“Okay Poe- I’ll play by the rules.” He decided, even if he was kinda disappointed. The way Poe all but crashed into him to deliver this book- how he made it out to be something special- he figured it’d be a bit more complex than this. He went over to the room where the body laid, ready to get this over with. “What’s in here- ehehehehehe!”

The second he touched the doorknob, something ticklish shot up his arm, making him retract and giggle. The detective stared, looking between the doorknob and his hand. There was nothing there that could do it, but it felt as if someone brushed his palm with a feather duster. He knew this was the right door, and yet…

Like a drop of pigment into clear water, Ranpo’s disappointment faded into curious excitement. “Now what is this all about?” He grinned, slowly reaching to touch the knob again. The second he touched it, he was giggling once more, barely hanging on as he twisted the knob. “Cohoohhome on, I knohohoohow this is the rohoohohohohoom!”

Eventually, he got it open. Sure enough, a body was there- dressed in fancy attire and wearing a racoon mask. Ranpo huffed for air as he rubbed his palm, eyes landing on a note pinned to the body.

So you found my victim. Can you find me?

~The Tickler

Ranpo snorted at the name, flipping the paper over to find the same racoon mask imprinted on the back. A feather hung off one of the ears in the drawing. When Ranpo looked up, the same feather was snug behind the mask on the body.

“So this is what you meant when you said it was for me.” Ranpo smiled as he gathered the soft item, twirling it in his fingers. “Okay Poe- you want to play? Let’s play.”

~~~

Ranpo carried on the mystery, growing more giggly as he went. Every correct clue he found had that same ticklish touch, sometimes on his hands if it was an item he had to gather, other times along his sides when he walked through the correct door. By the time he got to the culprit’s location, he was a flustered mess of laughter, rubbing his sides to rid himself of the ghostly feeling. “Ohoohohokay, Mr. Tickler. I finally found you!” He pushed open the door-

And was ambushed by a racoon!

“Ah! Ahehahahhahahaha! Geahahahahahhahah!” He squealed, trying and failing to catch the fluffy creature as it dug into his sides, back to his face so it’s fluffy tail swished and flicked against his nose and neck. “Kahhahahaharl, wahahhahait! It’s yohohohohohohohou!”

“So you figured it out.” The racoon cooed, sounding just like Poe as it carried on tickling him, nuzzling so much the detective was in pieces beneath him, struggling to curl up. “Didn’t expect little ol me to be so devious, did you?”

“Yohohoohohohu gohohohooohoht mehehehehehe! I shohohoohhuld have knohohohohown you’d be so dehehehehehvious!” The detective reached into his pocket with some difficulty, clenching his fist around a very important item. “Buhuhuhut you faahhahaailed to remememeeber ohohohohohone dehehehehtail!”

“Oh? And what would that be?” The raccoon asked, fur standing up when Ranpo shot his fist out. “What-Ah!”

“Yoohohohu forgot I hahahve a wehahapon!” Ranpo sat up, the feather in hand wiggling against the racoon’s face and ears as it squeaked and thrashed in his arms. “Now Karl- or should I say Poe. You’re the culprit!”

The world around them changed. Ranpo soon found himself once again in the park, Poe’s ability ending and returning him to the real world.  His body tingled with mirth, and the feather was no more. Before him, Poe was a mess of giggles on the floor, scrunched up and giggly. “Aheheahhaha…yohohou got mehehehe.”

“I sure did! Ehehehehe!” Ranpo raised his chin with pride, something soft replacing the feeling after. “You really did that for me.”

“Ohohof course I did. It’s the least I can do after ignoring you.” Poe sat up, hiding in his bangs as he pulled on his sleeves. “I prioritized my work over spending time with you, and I’m sorry for that. Going forward, I’m gonna work on finding a balance.”

Ranpo took it in, considering. Then he smiled, crawling over until he was side by side with his boyfriend, lying his head against his shoulder.

“I appreciate that. I don’t mind you writing; it’s your passion. Just…remember I’m still here, okay?” He felt Poe take his hand, squeezing it tightly.

“I will. I promise.”

“Good. Cause if you don’t…” Ranpo didn’t give any warning, shooting his hand out and squeezing his side. Poe yelped, falling backwards and taking the detective with him. “I’ll tickle you until you die!”

“Ah! Rahahhahanpo, the groohohohohund’s coohohohohld!”

“Is it now? I’ll just have to warm you up!”

“AH YOHOHOHOUR HANDS ARE COHOOHOHLD!”

“Hm…gotta warm those up too.” Ranpo giggled as he slid his hands up Poe’s shirt, delighted at how giggly he got. “Get ready, Poe. These upcoming two weeks are gonna be full of this stuff!”

“Ahehahhhahaha! Ihihihih’m alehhahhahahdy lohohoooohking fohohohhoward to ihihihihihit!” The words made Ranpo’s heart skip.

This was gonna be a good vacation.

Thanks for reading!

[undertale-fic-librarby]

This is the anon of the UT! papyrus/reader fanfics that are the ebodiment of that one lalalala sound that shows up when u see baby bill on tiktok

Basically its just

Silly

I want a silly fanfic with cute stuff

Just wanted to clarify so its easier

Okay thanks byebye💃

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They Help You Put A Little More Backbone Into Life by liltreede (General Audiences, Incomplete)

Do they really have to play Christmas music already? Is it REALLY NECESSARY? No! No it isn't! They need to stahp. Fluff fic because Pap doesn't seem to get enough love in my humble opinion and Christmas music already playing on the radio made me both bitter and inspired. Previously Titled: It's Not Even F*king Turkey Day Yet! Changed title because I decided to make it a multi chapter story instead of a series of one shots. Surprise! This actually turned into a semi serious story with like actual plot and stuff. ;)

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Slumber Hearty by ToiletPaperPrincess (Teen And Up, Complete)

You've been having problems with nightmares lately, but if there's one thing Papyrus loves, it's solving problems. (Can be read as platonic or romantic, with a specifically romantic alternate ending. UPDATE: Now with epilogue!)

[avidread3r]

Imagine the reader is zoned out thinking smutty and slightly intrusive thoughts about Miguel while he's briefing everyone, not knowing there's a spidey who can read minds somewhere behind them that exclaims out loud "omfg seriously?! STAHP!" it just goes dead silent and they all turn around and the spidey is staring at the reader like 'ya nasty' and reader panics like 'mf imma kill you if u say a word' but is obvious af. Miguel has no clue and is done with everyone's shit. lmao idk what this would lead to but it's kinda funny.

[winky16]

How I view Law of Assumption in the perspective of the story the Alchemist!

In the story the Alchemist, the main character santiago travels all around the world to find the treasure just to realise it was where he started the journey,The final twist, that the treasure lies under the sycamore tree in Spain the whole time, brings Santiago back home, just as his father predicted when Santiago first set out on his travels as a shepherd.

"At the end of the story, the boy is able to find the treasure he was running after. The treasure which he unearthed under the Sycamore tree in the abandoned church, from where the story begins"

What I mean by this is,

Yall search over and over to just to discover that one video ,guide, method,post or quote that would change ur life but in reality you don't have to do any of this the ultimate treasure is within YOU

You are God the treasure within you and yet you don't realise and still reading hundreds of blogs and guides!

Stahp! Relax

You are enough

You are worthy

You can do it

Thank u :)

[jeonginsdiary]

Collab with @itzystopkiddingmenowloco !! Read her fics if you haven’t, they’re so cute!

Lee: Minho

Ler: Chan

TW // THIS IS ABOUT TICKLING IF THIS IS NOT YOUR CUP OF TEA FEEL FREE TO SCROLL☕️

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Bratty

“You’ve been such a brat lately,” Chan laughed, grabbing Minho by the waist and throwing him onto the bed.

“I have not! You’re just old and can’t take a joke!” Lee Know defended himself. He had been annoying his hyung all day. Whether that was stealing his beloved laptop, putting ice down his shirt, wiggling a few fingers into the older’s armpit every time he reached for something, really anything he could think of.

And Chan was not having it.

Tired of the boy’s complaints, he snatched an arm up, pinning it above the younger’s head. Lee Know’s eyes widened and he shook his head, trying to pull his arm down and protect all of his sweet spots. “N-no! Don’t!” He begged, twisting around like that would do anything.

“Oh, you’re in for it.” The leader reassured, settling himself on Minho’s upper thighs to prevent any kicking. Teasingly, he poked a finger into the younger’s side, keeping up with Minho when he tried to wiggle away.

“S-stahp! I’m n-not even ticklish a-anymore!” He grabbed onto the finger that was still deep into his side with his free hand, pulling it away from his skin and holding onto the older’s wrist to keep it from coming any closer.

Minho hated the way Chan’s mouth turned into an evil smirk. “Not ticklish?” He twisted his hand from the younger’s grip, quickly shooting it back down to his side and squeezing the area. Lee Know arched his back, his face contorting into what looked like a painful expression as he refused to give in. Doing whatever it took to control the corners of his mouth that threatened to curve up.

Chan laughed. “You seem pretty sensitive to me.” He cooed.

Minho shook his head. “I-I’m not! Get o-off of mEE!!”

Without warning, the oldest took his thumb and pressed it into the boy’s lower rib. Loving how Lee Know jolted and grasped onto his wrist, trying to push his hand away. “So you’re telling me you lost your ticklishness overnight?”

Minho squeezed his eyes shut. “Y-yes!”

Chan grinned, unbeknownst to Lee Know. “You can try and convince me all you want but I’m not stopping until I’ve tickled you everywhere.” He decided to have a little more fun with the dancer. “Sides, hips, armpits, tummy… ribs.” Minho could just hear the smile in his voice and he could feel his ears and cheeks burning at the leader’s teases. “Aw, is our Min turning red~”

Chan was having fun, but not enough fun. He needed the younger to laugh. Snatching his other arm up to give himself full access to the boy, he gently placed his thumb right on the hollow of Lee Know’s hip. The victim’s eyes shot open, wide as ever as he shook his head frantically. “H-hyung!” He watched the leader’s every movement.

Slowly, the oldest pressed his thumb in deep.

Minho unwillingly broke into a wide smile. “S-stahp!” Little huffs were escaping his lips and Chan knew he was getting somewhere.

“There’s the bunny smile~” He cooed, balling his fists up and using them to knuckle into the boy’s hip.

“AGH! DOHOHOHON’T DO THAHAHAHAT!!” Minho shrieked, bucking his hips up yet slamming them back down when the older would dig a little farther in.

“What happened to not being ticklish?” The leader asked, quickly releasing both of the boy’s hands in favor of stuffing his own into Minho’s exposed underarms.

“HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEY!” The dancer threw his head back, immediately clamping his arms down to his sides. But, unfortunately, he couldn’t stop the fingers jammed up into his armpits.

“Who knew rabbits could laugh so hard!” Chan laughed along with the younger. “I knew you would break eventually~”

“GEHEHEHET OHOHOHOHOUT!” He tried to resonate with the older.

“Lift your arms up then.” He deadpanned, lightening his touch up a bit to give Lee Know somewhat of a chance.

The younger shook his head. “I cahahahan’t,” He was grateful when Chan brought his torture to a stop. Hesitantly, he brought his arms up for the leader to remove his fingers. Minho’s face contorted into one of confusion when the oldest refused to budge. “Are you going to move your hands- NOHOHO!” Mischievously, Chan had brought his fingers down to claw at the boy’s tummy, satisfied with the squeal produced from the younger and how he shot his arms down.

“I hate you, hyung!” Minho said without thinking.

“Oh you’re gonna regret that.” Before the other could defend himself, Chan was already pulling his shirt up and blowing the biggest raspberry he could muster right on the boy’s lower tummy.

“I’M SOHOHOHOHOHOHORRY! CHANNIE HYUHUHUHUHUHUAHAHAHA!!” Lee Know laughed harder than ever. He hated how good Chan always got him. His laughter silenced after what felt like the third raspberry to his lower stomach and sides. He looked like he had gone crazy! His back was arched and his head thrown back. He dug his socked feet into the mattress and his face had a slight pink tint to it. Honestly, it was one of the cutest things ever.

“Okay okay! Take a breather.” Chan let up, watching as the other took in as much air as he could.

“A breather? You’re not eheven done!?” He huffed out some residual giggles.

“Obviously not! You’ve been annoying me all day and your laugh is just too cute!” To emphasize his point, he placed a poke right to Minho’s bellybutton.

“STAHAP!” He grappled for the older’s wrist. “You’re gonna kill me!” He whined.

"Kill you? I've only just started!”  Chan laughed as he started throwing random pokes over the younger’s midriff.

"Plehehease stAAHP!" Lee know screamed. The older dug his hands mercilessly into the bunny's thighs, loving the squeal and airy laughter he produced.

Chan managed to maneuver himself and Minho into a position where the bunny's hands were trapped underneath his torso, just to lift his shirt up and scribble his long-ish nails over the younger's v-line, his worst spot by far.

The kangaroo giggled at the sensitive screech that Lee Know let out, followed by more screaming and hysterical laughter as the younger completely succumbed to the tickling, face tomato red.

Chan stuck his finger into Minhos bellybutton, earning a panicked scream of laughter from the younger. 

Lee know tried his hardest to buck his hips up, desperate to expel at least some of the ticklish feelings. 

"NOHOHO CHANNIEHE HYUNGAHAHA!" The bunny screamed as Chan switched spots. 

The kangaroo lifted Minho's legs up with his forearms, leaning down to blow air onto the sensitive undersides of the Lee Know’s knees.

“NONONOHOHOHO STAHAHAHAP! PLEAHEHEASE!”

 What?! Stop? I thought you weren't ticklish? Are you lying to me, Min!?" Chan teased, cooing when the bunny's face turned redder. 

 The younger threw his head back, face tinted red as he laughed freely. Chan smiled fondly at the younger, scooting down to sit on the bunny's ankles, leaving Minho to beg and scream while he still could. 

"PLEHEASE! NAHAT THEHERE! The bunny managed to free his hands, pounding on the older's back as he shook his head.

The kangaroo giggled at his attempts of escape. He dragged his fingernails up and down the writhing sole, relishing in the crazed giggles bouncing off the walls. 

 “Plehehease stahahap! I  CAHAHANT! AHHHAHA! Lee Know screamed as the Kangaroo picked up his pace, scribbling over the socked foot and randomly switching between each foot to hear the younger scream. 

 Chan didn't let up until Minho's screams became silent, and when he turned around to check on the bunny, watched the younger beg silently.

"Hey! This was what Seungmin was talking about! You’re so cute!" Chan cooed.

 The tickling was driving Minho mad, not being able to beg while his voice was gone. 

Channie lightened up the tickling, and the bunny screeched as he regained his voice. 

 “IHIHIM SAHAHARRY! JUHUST PL-PLEHEASE I CAHAHANT!" Minho gasped for breath as Chan stopped completely, rubbing the younger’s back as he got off his torso. 

"Thahat wahas brutahal!" Lee Know whined as he sat up. “That’s why Seungmin was teasing you! You’re so sensitive!” Chan doubled over in fits or laughter.

“You’re one to talk." Minho grumbled, nonetheless shrieking when Chan wiggled his fingers in his direction. 

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What do you guys think?

When do you think I stopped writing and Sana started??🤔

Stay healthy!

[dreambigdreamz]

Inside the brain of a writer

(me talking to myself)

the mental process of writing a smut fic

the usual warnings ofc proceed with caution.

wheee i’ve been reading some ahem hotd stuff ahem and i think i can pull off my very own as well 🌚🌚🌚

yass eomer and lothiriel’s wedding nighttt

actually no i’d die writing

for many reasons

julie write a sample for me please

should i just ai generate this

oh loth why on earth would you say that

quick, make her drown another flagon of wine to avoid the embarrassment 

BAHAHAHA i’m 6k word count and not yet halfway guysss

NO BROTHER YOU CAN’T READ THIS

because lothiriel is undressing eomer 🫢

*hysterical giggles as the world dissipates internally*

what on earth am i saying to a 11-year-old

shit he’s taking up the discussion

he says eomer should be allowed to undress himself to show ‘manly’ independence

shut the f up kid you don’t know anything about the romance of unbuttoning and revealing the man’s body

“stahp ahaha i can’t imagine it i’d DIE”

*dies for three months before guilty sense kicks back your arse to continue working on the wip*

drag myself through the shit like it’s no big deal

eomer without armour 💗💗💗

eomer without shirt 👀🥹🫢🌚🤡

should i or should i not put a full description of his… 

nope 

KEEP IT POETIC NOT GRAPHIC

will there be a blowjob

but i won’t know how to describe how it tastes so no

functioning on the last single braincell

once read a headcanon saying eomer will give you no less than 3 o’s and i stand by that

is ‘reverberate’ smth to do with vibrations or vertebrates

his voice being deep and gruff his voice being deep and gruff his voice being deep and gruff HIS VOICE—

what does ‘convulse’ mean

could i maybe find a use for it to be included in the writing, even though i don’t know what it means?

i mean, i’ve seen it written but never bothered searching up 

gets up in the middle of the night to search up thesaurus

“TREPIDATION” IS SUCH A NICE WORD inCLudE iT iN By aLL meAns

….if only i gave half the effort for my academics…..

if he gives her oral, remember to get him to wipe off his mouth before he kisses her again because

you don’t know what it tastes like 

+ somewhat disgusting and shameful (ahh little purist me)

“did you finish your smut fic lol”

“haha nearly! was up till one am last night writing it” (i normally sleep at 8 pm)

“he’s penetrating her now ehehe”

*deletes last message*

keep your purist virgin opinions out of this and Let Them Have Fun!!!!

how long does it take a candle to burn out

“would you like to read what i have gotten so far 👉👈”

no lothiriel would never think the act “sickening” KEEP YOURSELF OUT OF THIS

YES YES YES KEEP THE CLASSICAL ROMANCE ALIVE YOU ARE SUCH A POETIC WRITER DID ANYBODY TELL YOU HAHA 😇 

but also the tension, don’t undo the tension all at once

DONT LET THEM FALL IN LOVE OVER ONE NIGHT WHAT SOAKING IDIOT ARE YOU

it takes time, it has to take time 

so no

make it an awkward messy ordeal

you are a most horrifying author, you deserve to go to hell three times over WHAT WAS THAT FOR

i know

how do i describe what his hands are doing

like one is doing smth while the other is another—

or keep it simple?

how big and strong he is x300 sentences

he’s gotta have big brown eyes / be able to satisfy / he’s gotta be big and strong / enough to turn me onnnnnn (the angelic choir version please)

his eyes turning into dark orbs 👀 a glint of dangerous light ahahahahahahahahah 

*descends into madness*

god save my soul 

no no Snow you got it wrong bby

there are no whores and sluts here

be horny without guilty

you might actually make some money out of writing this one day

big ambitions >>>

in the meantime enjoy yourself 

but seriously dude

wouldn’t he crush her bones if he collapsed on top of her

REWRITE EVERYTHING

first go and scroll through tumblr again

and spiral down into the sinful one-shots and take inspo from the masters

BUT THE AGONYYYYY (cuz u barely crawl out alive after these little visits onto that side of tumblr)

or shld i just post it and pretend nothing’s the matter and let it be and delete this entire post on making a fuss out of as tiny a thing as writing smut

fuck it i’ll go solve some mathematics

p.s. make eomer considerate at all times

p.p.s. you need to seriously decide between making lothiriel either an innocent angel or a coldhearted bitch MAKE UP YOUR MIND 

because i feel for the poor guy if she keeps acting hot n cold like this 

woe is me, the writer

i declare nobody suffers it as i do

but what if there was a toad in the bed as a prank from amrothos

[d1stalker]

i just read collateral damage and im absolutely floored by how talented of a write you are. i was completely immersed, i couldn’t look away for even a second. i love how fiery you made the main character, you embodied everyone’s personality so well. literally just in awe of you, thank you for putting that out into the world so i could read it.

Shut the fuck up this is so nice 😫😩 I’m kicking my feet twirling my hair giggling like STAHP GASSING ME UPPPPPP

I’m in awe of YOU 🫵🏼🫵🏼🫵🏼 this message is highlight of my day!!! ❤️❤️❤️ thank you so much it means so much to me you don’t even know 🙈🤍