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mickeytheticklee · 2 months
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Reassurance
Pairing: Ler!Alex Nunez x Lee!Reader
Summary: You've been struggling to have the courage to tell Paige about you dating Alex
Warning: Tickling, kissing, this was based on s5 expect if there's a part two it'll probably talk about how Paige dislikes Alex bc they used to date
An: Degrassi brainrot is real ig
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“So about Banting-"
The days inch close until graduation. Everyone can feel the sense of freedom and unlimited parties once the heavy exam loads are done. Yet there's people, like Paige, who isn't stressed about exams, and instead gives a whole history lesson about Banting. Her dream school and lifelong dream she won't shut up about while her friends are crammed in between the books.
“Paige, we appreciate all this info but can you please keep it down. The most important test of my life is planted on a Wednesday.", says Marco, reviewing his textbooks. She pouts, continuing to look at the brochure once again. You were at The Dot with fellow friends Paige, Marco, Hazel, and Ellie. You didn't know how you were lumped in the same vicinity as cheerleader Paige. First you were close with Ellie, then shared a lot of common interests with Marco, now suddenly you were close besties with Paige. Extremely close, that she once told you her darkest secrets. Yet you haven't been completely honest with her. That you've been denying the cute girls Paige has been setting you up with because there was one girl on your mind. Not really in your mind, but you've been secretly dating her that now she can never leave your mind. But the girl who you were dating wasn't really a fan of Paige.
“How do you feel...about Alex...from first period?", You ask, not letting a worry go off in your head. By the tables silence and avoiding eye contact you knew it was a regret to bring her name up.
“The bully's girlfriend Alex?", she questions. You knew that would come up because of her bad rep. She used to date this bully who had a notorious name in Degrassi. He did all kinds of crimes, anything you can list he probably did. She rarely ever discusses it, whenever you bring up the topic she shuts you down or shuts me up with a kiss. But she's definitely changed compared to the first time you've locked eyes with her. Instead of calling you a freak in the hallways she can barely contain her smile when you act clumsy in public.
“She's nice and cool...has nice fashion.", You say, trying to relate Alex to Paige. Paige isn't too eager about it, especially of the option of you and Alex. You can tell, that's why you shutter whenever you make any nice compliment about her.
“Hon you aren't thinking about hooking up with Alex right?", Paige asks, raising an alarm to your head. Suddenly the homework doesn't matter as they all stare at you, hoping for an answer. You didn't know how to respond. Spill your guts out that you and Alex have been dating and expect a lengthy lecture from Paige. Or lie, and forget you even asked such a stupid question to Paige. Even if you wanted the truth to come out a filthy lie rushed thru your lips instead.
“No! But-"
“I know there isn't much fish in the sea at Degrassi but once I go to Banting they'll be cute girls I can introduce you too.", Paige says, cutting you off. You let out a heavy sigh to yourself, wondering when's the day you can tell her about your secret relationship without her giving you the silent treatment. Maybe these types of secrets were best kept to yourself instead of your close friend.
Later on you stop by Alex's place, having a doggy bag for her to eat from The Dot. As her parents were on a cruise together Alex had the whole place to herself. Which meant everyday sleepovers and waking up wearing her tank tops and baggy jeans. You knock on the door, immediately she opens with the biggest smile on her face. None of her friends knew of you two becoming a couple, she was sure they were going to have the same disgusted look as Paige over falling in love with a bookworm. She wraps you in a tight hug, picking you up and closing the door right behind you. You guys kiss, sucking mouth and tongue as if you guys have been separated for a whole year. In the school air you two had to pretend to dislike each other until an enclosed area comes along to makeout in.
“Bought you some food for your hard work.", you say, setting the food on the counter to cling into Alex's neck.
“Thanks babe.", she says, smiling and giving you a passionate kiss. She wants her burger on the couch, letting you sit on her lap. You were still down about earlier with Paige. You wondered why she was so quick denying the thought of you and Alex?
“What's gotten you so pouty?", Alex asks, noticing you looking adorably sad with the lip quiver and arms crossed.
“I'm trying to get Paige to like you but it's not working.", you say, upset at another failed plan. There's plenty of incidents where you mentioned Alex and Paige seemed to pay no attention. The times during periods you try to compliment Alex but it ends in an insult by the infamous Paige. It just leaves in awkward moment and unexplainable tension that she always laughs at. Not that your desperation to get them to be buddies fails but she can't even imagine herself being friends with her number one enemy.
“When are you going to realize that the universe is trying to make sure me and Paige stay enemies for life.", Alex says, making a joke out of it. You try to be serious, knowing that it's tearing you apart that you can't tell anyone you're dating Alex. The only person who was suspecting the chemistry was Marco, but he's never questioned you yet.
“I'm serious, we've been dating for five months and no one knows."
“There's nothing wrong with keeping secrets, were like spies.", Alex says, joking again causing you to whine. She then gives up the comedy act and gets real with you. She knew the friendship with Paige meant a lot to you even if they don't get along.
“Look, I know how you feel but at least Ellie likes me, and Marco and I can tolerate talking to each other.", Alex says, bringing up your other close friends. Ellie and Alex seem to be friends after one random night of gambling. Marco and Alex were once presidential buddies so he seems rather chill about Alex. You sort of feel better, even if Paige will freak you know Ellie and Marco will support you.
“You're right.", You say, stopping your pout.
“I know you wanna tell Paige, but it needs to your time. Don't force yourself because you have to okay?", Alex says, her brown eyes becoming a distraction to you. You smile and lean in to kiss her, your hands caressing her cheeks. Her hands lay on your waist, suddenly curling up to make a small shiver all over your body. You thought to ignore it until those small nails trailed over your stomach, grazing thru your lower back. You giggle, trying to make sure Alex's sticky fingers stay into place.
“Babe stop! I swear-", You say, trying to threaten her but you are the least scary in Alex's eyes. She loves letting her hands freeform around your body, including your ticklish stomach.
“Oh really? What are you going to do? Tell me?", She asks, expecting a lovely detailed answer from you. You sat there on her lap, your hands close your face so you can avoid how good she is at teasing you. You felt your cheeks burning with embarrassment and her just waiting to pin you down and have all the fun with you. She pokes upon your armpits causing a small squeal out of your mouth.
“Stop tickling me hehehe!!", You say, giggling at the mighty pokes to your armpits. Then does a few fingers over your soft neck, causing you to scrunge up in laughter.
“Sorry if I go insane whenever you wear my clothes.", Alex says, still letting a finger go in your armpits. As much as you wanted to squirm and fight for tickles somehow armpits were a major spot you melted for. Her tickles and the whispers while doing it was the best feeling for you. Alex's home was known for not having air conditioning and summer was rolling around quicker. So you sometimes grab one of her shirts or crop top so you aren't dying of the heat. At first she was annoyed by her clothes disappearing, since she rarely does laundry. But seeing how they fit you and how she can't resist tickling you she encourages it.
“Stop stop STOP HAHAHA.", you demand, laughing as she kisses your neck. She hugs you tighter, knowing you're too ticklish and not strong enough to defend yourself back. You've always been insecure of your ticklish neck. It always comes at the wrong time when you two kiss. Alex never wants you to forget about your special sweet spot, and how she absolutely loves it.
“Stop? You're not putting in a lot of effort to fight me back.", Alex says, being a tease. You decided to square up, using all your power to pin her down on the couch. But Alex works her ass off carrying heavy boxes from her movie theater job, so this was a losing game. That and you didn't even have a clue how to pin someone down. She pins you down, using all of her weight to kiss your neck and blowing raspberries until the squeaky laughter gets heard thru the thin apartment walls.
“HAHAHAHAALLLLEXX!!", You scream with laughter as your covered in ticklish neck raspberries. Alex smiles at your suffering while holding your wrists close to your chest. She does a few more before settling back to the neck kisses, realizing you were laughing with tears in your eyes. Even if Alex's favorite hobby was to tickle you she makes sure to take a few steps back in case she's hurting you. The reassurance that you beg for more shows that Alex isn't doing enough tickling. She stops for a moment, resting her chin on your chest to make sure you're breathing correctly.
“Can you do it again please?", You ask politely, the excitement and adrenaline rushing thru you. Alex kisses your cheek, loving the rush and thrill of tickling you.
“Gosh, you're so needy.", Alex says, joking as she's more affectionate than you. She would cry if she wasn't the little spoon with you. She does another round of raspberries throughout your neck while also tickling your armpits. You laugh, kicking your little feet with your legs trapped under Alex. She stops when your laughter becomes silent from the tickles.
“HAHAHAGAHA!!", You laugh before the silence got to you. She kisses your face and says I love you numerous times as you do nothing about it. You giggle and ruffle her short brown hair. Still those lovely tickles and face kisses still weren't enough for you. You wanted her to do more, even though Alex had an enormous load of school work to do. Also you never told your parents you were spending a few extra hours at Alex's place, just the two of you.
“Wait! Can you give me tummy tickles? Then I'll leave you alone and won't ask you for them anymore?", You ask, Alex getting up but only to adjust her stance on the couch. You felt bad for repeatedly asking her, even though it's her favorite past time to tickle you to tears.
“You don't have to feel bad, I love tickling you.", Alex says, pinching your cheek. She starts off with this intense stare, causing fear and panic in you. It makes you think she'll attack and dig in all your spots that you can't hide. Inching her fingers close your tummy that was exposed by Alex. It makes you close your eyes tightly but open them back up again to see what tricks she might do. Even if it's the same method, you enjoy it and the small teases that come with it.
“Tickletickletickle.", She says, going super lightly on the belly. You like the anticipation build up over some lovely tummy tickles. That soon make you crazy within every tummy shiver and slight move you make to your body. Her fingers move everywhere, scribbling one place until moving to the next or moving around. You tried to hold it out, but those hips Alex loves makes you lose it. That and your sides are such weak spots with tickles.
“HEHEHESTOPSTOP!!", You say, although your small wiggles give it away that you want more.
“Baby I thought you were supposed to be strong. Build that stamina up.", Alex says, teasing how sensitive you are. You keep giggling and giggling as you dish in Alex's soothing tickles. Eventually you two snuggle for awhile, feeling sad that soon you would have to leave and be seperated from your boo. Tomorrow was soon, and you had another day of persuading Paige and getting lovely tickles from Alex.
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pierog · 2 months
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i'm so glad goncharov happened when it did, right before prolific public use of AI. that was pure honest gaslighting straight from the heart. real human whimsicality and trickery thru blood sweat and tears. we were a family. and we all gonched, together. you cant replicate that with any machine.
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charhounds · 2 months
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inkskinned · 4 months
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i got rickrolled today but it didn't work because i have adblocker installed, so youtube just told me i violated the terms of service. yesterday i was trying to edit a picture as a joke for my girlfriend, and google made me check a box to prove i'm human because i wasn't "searching normally".
it isn't just that capitalism is killing fun and whimsy, it is that any element of entertainment or joy is being fed upon by this mosquito body, one that will suck you dry at any vulnerability.
do you want to meet new friends in your city? download this app, visit our website, sign up for our email list. pay for this class on making a terrarium, on candlemaking, on cooking. it will be 90 dollars a session. you can go to group fitness, but only under our specific gym membership. solve the puzzle, sign up for our puzzle-of-the-month-club. what is a club if not just a paid opportunity - you are all paying for the same thing, which makes you a community.
but you're like me, i know it - you're careful, you try the library meetings and the stuff at the local school and all of that. the problem is that you kind of want really specific opportunities that used to exist. you are so grateful for libraries and the publicly-funded things: they are, however, an exception - and everything they have, they've fought tooth-and-nail to protect. you read a headline about how in many other states, libraries have virtually nothing left.
do you want to meet up with your friends afterwards? gift your friends the discord app. you can choose to go to a cafe (buy a coffee, at least), a bar (money, alcohol) or you can all stay in and catch a movie (streaming) or you can all stay in bed (rent. don't get me started) and scream (noise complaint. ticket at least).
you want to read a new book, but the book has to have 124 buzzwords from tiktok readers that are, like, weirdly horny. you can purchase this audiobook on audible! your podcast isn't on spotify, it's on its own server, pay for a different site. fuck, at least you're supporting artists you like. the art museum just raised their ticket price. once, they had a temporary exhibit that acknowledged that ~85% of their permanent art galleries were from cis white men, and that they had thousands of works by women (even famous women, like frida! georgia o'keefe!) just rotting in their basement. that exhibit lasted for 3 months and then they put everything away again.
walmart proudly supports this strip of land by the street! here are some flowers with wilting leaves. its employees have to pay out-of-pocket for their uniforms. my friend once got fined by the city because she organized a community pick-up of the riverfront, which was technically private property.
no, you cannot afford to take that dance class, neither can i. by the way - i'm a teacher. i'm absolutely not saying "educators shouldn't be paid fairly." i'm saying that when i taught classes, renting a studio went from 20 bucks an hour to 180 in the span of 6 months. no significant changes to the studio were made, except they now list the place as updated and friendly. the heat still doesn't work in the building. i have literally never seen the landlord who ignores my emails. recently they've been renting it out at night as an "unusual nightclub; a once-in-a-lifetime close-knit party." they spent some of those 180 dollars on LEDs and called it renovating. the high heels they invite in have been ruining the marley.
do you want to experience the old internet? do you want to play flash games or get back the temporary joy of club penguin? you can, you just need to pay for it. i have a weird, neurodivergent obsession with occasionally checking in to watch the downfall and NFT-ification of neopets. if i'm honest with you all - i never got into webkins, my family didn't have the money to buy me a pointless elephant. people forget that "being poor" can mean literally "if i buy you that toy, i can't afford rent."
you and i don't have time to make good food, and we don't have the budget for it. we are not gonna be able to host dinner parties, we're not made of money, kid. do you want some kind of 3rd space? a space that isn't home or work or school? you could try being online, but - what places actually exist for you? tiktok counts as social media because you see other people on it, not because they actually talk to you.
there was a local winter tradition of sledding down the hill at my school. kids would use pizza boxes and jackets and whatever worked, howling and laughing. back in september, they made a big announcement that this time, rules were changing, and everyone must pay 10 dollars to participate. when im not scared shitless, i kind of appreciate the environmental irony - it hasn't gone below 40. so much for snow & joyriding.
i saw a bulletin for a local dogwalking group and, nervous about making a good first impression, showed up early. the first guy there grimaced at me. "sorry," he said. "there's a 30-dollar buy-in fee." i thought he was joking. wait. for what? the group doesn't offer anything except friendship and people with whom to walk around the city.
he didn't know the answer. just shrugged at me. "you know," he said. "these days, everything costs money."
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willgrahamscock · 3 months
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pausing mid thrust to open tumblr.com to delete the celibacy gif I reblogged 2 weeks ago
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i used to be so good at writing strong, thoroughly-researched, thoroughly-edited essays.
as a kid in hs, my teacher literally came up to me, holding my 40 page essay on the intersection of the European witch hunts and capitalism/exploitation/gender roles (it was supposed to be 7 pages...whoops) and went like "this is literally a master's-degree level thesis. what are you doing?? you could literally use this as your final dissertation in a master's program, what the fuck."
NOW??? NOW?? you'd think I'd be oh so skilled. but alas. i can barely piece together two ideas. adhd skill-regression is so so real. im SOBBING
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obsob · 3 months
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i am a being capable of immeasurable love and whimsy
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pbnmj · 11 months
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THE NOIR-HOBIE INTERACTIONS THAT I MADE UP IN MY MIND ARE VERY REAL TO ME. SONY PLEASE PICK UP WHAT I’M PUTTING DOWN!!!
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laur-rants · 7 months
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I love when my borzoi does the thing
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stil-lindigo · 10 days
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lead balloon (the tumblr post that saved me)
if this comic resonated with you, it would mean the world to me if you donated to this palestinian family's escape fund.
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no creative notes because this isn't that kind of comic.
I know I don’t owe any of you anything but I still felt compelled to write about my long term absence. And I feel far enough away from the dangerous spot I was in to be able to make this comic. I have a therapist now, and she agreed that making this could be a very cathartic gesture, and the start of properly leaving these thoughts behind me. I am still, at seemingly random times, blindsided by fleeting desires to kill myself. They’re always passing urges, but it’s disarming, and uncomfortable. I worry sometimes that my brain’s spent so long thinking only about suicide that it’s forgotten how to think about anything else. Like, now that I've opened that door for myself, I'll never be able to fully shut it again. But I’m trying my best to encourage my mind in other directions. We'll see how that goes.
I am still donating all proceeds from my store to Palestinian causes. So far, I've donated over $15K, not including donations coming from my own pocket or the fundraising streams which jointly raised around $10K. In the time since I made my initial post about where this money would be going, the focus has shifted from aid organisations to directly donating to escape funds.
If you'd like to do the same, you can look at Operation Olive Branch, which hosts hundreds of Palestinian escape funds or donate to Safebow, which has helped facilitate the safe crossing and securing of important medical procedures for over 150 at-risk palestinians since the beginning of the genocide.
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aroacedavestrider · 7 months
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people will hear you talk about struggling with mental illness and say “you can do anything if you just put your mind to it”. brother what part of the body does the mental illness happen in. what do you think is the problem
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sunlit-mess · 1 month
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I can't get enough of this deer
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an-insomaniac · 30 days
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love how the moment ao3 goes down we all start acting like housewives waiting for their husbands to come back from war
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mydairpercabeth · 3 months
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season 4 is gonna hurt me i fear
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extravapalooza · 2 months
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scans from a minizine from late last year! risograph with collage. part of a bigger project on trans relationships to the body thru cyborgs but i got distracted making pinups
more scans
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tfw you’ve been tasked to murder the prince of the northern water tribe but he’s really majestic
(they make a compromise)
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