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imisssummer · 3 months
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𖤐 — nsfw, boys kissin’ boys, voyeurism, top!geto, switch!gojo, bottom!y/n, brat!y/n, anal (geto fucks gojo), face sitting, pussy eating, 3sum, ABSOLUTELY ZERO PLOT + RLY LAZY ENDING :/
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Satoru and Suguru making out in front of you as punishment for being bad. They’ll smirk into one another’s mouth when they hear your whimpers of desperation, Gojo being ever the tease will moan louder into Geto’s mouth, just itching to get a rise out of you. They’ll get touchy with each other, groping each other as they watch you rub your thighs together, starved and needy for their touch.
Watching them practically suck each other's faces off, watching them touch each other the way you want them both to touch you, it all makes you feel so unbelievably hot. You wanted to touch yourself, you wanted to touch them, you wanted them to touch you. They stay tongue fucking one another as you watch, Suguru pushes Satoru to his back, one large hand knotting into soft white hair, the other gliding down Gojo’s lean chest, pulling his shirt off as Geto makes it to the bottom.
Just as Satoru’s shirt comes off so does Suguru’s, both landing beside you— like there mocking you. Geto feels up Gojo’s bare chest, slowly he kisses his way down the light-haired man’s body, biting shallow marks into his pretty skin, making him whine lowly. And you rub your thighs together harder than ever, pulling at the silky ribbon tied around your wrists, whimpering out an airy, “please?”
The dark-haired man smirks against pale skin as you finally break your silence, Suguru only bites harder at Satoru, getting him to cry out and you to groan in frustration. “Please.” You hear Geto whine, high and girly, clearly mocking you. Satoru giggles at the pout that’s slowly spreading across your face, it almost makes him feel bad for you— almost.
“Crybaby~” The crystal-eyed man chided, teasing as ever. You were such a needy slut, you were their needy slut, cock hungry little bitch, ready to bend over for them at any given moment. And they were always there waiting, willing, wanting to give you what you were always so desperate for. So really they shouldn’t have been all that surprised when you started pitching an absolute hissy fit for not getting your way and yet they still stood wide-eyed as you started bitching and crying.
Now you’re sitting here— panties wet, pussy throbbing and you’re face screwed with the permanent look of a sulking brat while your boyfriends fuck in front of you. You take in shallow, almost choked, breaths, every time Suguru thrusts into Satoru’s ass. Geto’s black hair sways in Gojo’s face, sweat glistens on both their chests and highlights every inch of them, and you swear you can see their tongues shoved down each other’s throats— it all makes your pussy twitch.
“Please?” You whine once more, and this time instead of mockery, you’re met with an even greater wail than your own. “Yeah, Sug, please?” Satoru groans, pulling from his kiss with Suguru, making him look down, searching Gojo’s desperate eyes before looking in your direction. You pull your best puppy face as the stockman eyes you, his eyes flick back to Satoru’s pleading ones, contemplating.
And he gives in, because how could he not, when you're both pleading with him so sweetly?
He pulls you towards the two of them, positioning you to straddle Gojo’s pretty face, your bare cunt glistening in the giggly man’s face. Grinning like a schoolgirl, Satoru steadies his hands on your hips, to lick a long stripe up your core. While Suguru takes your mouth on his own, the kiss is anything but clean. It’s spit-soaked and gagging.
Gojo eats your pussy with fever, just happy to have your taste on his tongue, while Geto pulls away from your kiss, moving to nip and suck at your neck, instead.
Your pussy is so needy from waiting so long, every stroke of Satoru’s tongue over your clit is lighting you up, maybe you should smother Satoru’s face with your pussy more often. Suguru thinks the same, as he watches his boyfriend eat you out in the position, Gojo’s ass is like a vice around him, his ass clenching even tighter every time he hears you moan both of their names.
Satoru groans into your wet pussy, pulling you even closer to his face, smothering himself with your cunt, as he gets fucked in the ass by Suguru’s fat cock. You whimper as he pulls you closer, your hands finding purchase on the beside Gojo’s hips, and that’s where you’re met with the sight of his painfully hard and aching cock. His tip is flushed the pretty shade of red it always is, beading pre-cum slowly trails down the length of it, the base hard to look away from— enticing you to want to look, touch, taste, it.
Pumping the girth in your palm you feel the white-haired man start babbling nonsense into your wet heat, making you shiver slightly, squeezing him harder in your grasp. Suddenly Geto grabs up your hand, spitting into your palm lewdly, to help out with the jerk-off session, and your pumping Gojo faster than ever, while you start kissing Geto’s lips again, the kiss quickly deepening with tongue and teeth, as he fucks into Satoru’s ass, hips flush to thighs with each movement.
It’s so easy for you three to lose yourself in each other, intoxicated by one another’s presence, you could all stay like this forever.
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squealing-santa · 4 months
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A few self discoveries
Author: @abihasablog
A/N: My Squealing Santa submission for @ticklish-scribbler, hope you enjoy!
Izzy doesn't think he's ticklish, and can't really understand why Ed seems to like it so much. He's very glad to be proven wrong.
Steddyhands, ler!Stede and ler!Ed with lee!Izzy (plus an extra lee!Ed sprinkling, as a treat.
Word count: 1660
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It had been a long and horrid day, and all Izzy was looking forward to was falling into bed and sleeping off his bad mood. He pushed open their front door, calling out a tired greeting to whoever made it home before him. Instead of the usual reply, a high pitched squeal came from the living room. Suddenly wide awake, Izzy dropped his bag and dashed towards the sound. When he sees the cause of the noise, he slumps back against the wall with a groan.
“Iz! Help!” Ed shrieks, wiggling in Stede’s grasp as another raspberry is blown against his neck. “Ew, that’s gross!”
“Hello darling,” Stede ignores Ed’s giggly protests as he digs his fingers into his hips. “Did you have a lovely day?”
“Thought you were being fucking murdered, Ed, you cannot possibly be that ticklish.” 
Ed flushes pink and he tries to scowl.. “Nohohohot!” 
“Not ticklish, hmm? Then why are you laughing?” Stede’s fingers slide up to curl against Ed’s belly and spider across the softness there. “You should have heard the noises he made when I gave his tummy a good raspberry! I would recreate it for you, but I promised to ease off once the tears started. Maybe next time, hmm Edward?” 
“No next time!” 
“Oh, we both know you don’t want that.” 
Izzy rolled his eyes and shrugged off his coat. “It’s like living with a child.” 
“Like you’re any better!” Ed cried indignantly. “Let’s see - aha - how you stand up against torture!” 
“I’m an adult, Edward. Adults aren’t ticklish.” 
Stede halts his fingers. 
“I beg to differ,” he says. He holds out his hand towards Izzy, and very slowly and deliberately crooks his finger. “Care to prove me wrong?” 
Between them, still nestled underneath Stede, Ed shivers. 
“Why would I do that?” 
“Because you love to be right, and if you’re not ticklish then there’s nothing to be scared of.” 
“It’s fun, Iz,” Ed chimes in, looking a little embarrassed at the admission. “Stede’s good at it and he knows when to stop.” 
Izzy grits his teeth. He hadn’t been tickled since he was a child, and didn’t really fancy being poked with clumsy fingers in an attempt to prove himself right. But Stede was looking at him like he was a meal, and Ed was flashing his big baby cow eyes - two things he could never resist. Sighing in defeat, he holds his arms out to the side awkwardly. 
“Where do you want me?” 
Ed jumps up immediately, grabbing cushions from the sofa and chucking them on the carpet. “More room on the floor.” 
“If I get on the floor I’ll never get up again,” Izzy gripes. Stede tuts, sliding from the sofa to kneel next to the cushion pile. 
“I’ll help you up darling, fear not!” He pats the space next to him. “Ed’s right, more room down here for exploration!”
“Explor-?” Izzy startles as Ed grabs his hands and tugs him down, nudging him until he submits to being moulded into position. “I can manage!” 
“Manhandling is all part of the experience, just shush and let it happen.” 
“You’re such a pest, you know?” 
“Boys,” Stede interrupts with a soft laugh. “Edward, clearly I need to spend some more time on you if you still have the energy to be a brat.” 
Ed clears his throat, blushing. “Well, if you think it’s best.” 
“I do,” Stede grins. He turns his attention to Izzy, then, and taps his elbows where they rest at his sides. “I’ll need you to put these up over your head, try and keep them out the way if you can.”
Izzy rolls his eyes, but does as he’s told. 
“Standard safeword rules apply here, and yours is…?” 
“Red,” Izzy recites dutifully. 
“Excellent. I’ll ignore all other assorted pleading and or begging, and - oh don’t give me that look, just you wait - unless you say your safeword. Agreed?”
“Fine.”
“Excellent!” Stede claps his hands together. “Now, I think I’ll begin right… here.” 
His hands descend slowly to rest against Izzy’s sides. His tee shirt is tucked into his jeans, stretched across his torso with his arms held over his head. If it were Izzy doing the tickling, he’d pull the shirt up and go right in for the kill. Instead, Stede lets his palms lay stationery, and starts a gentle wiggle of his fingertips against the soft fabric. It startles a gasp from him, and his arms twitch to move back down to his side. He holds firm, though. Surely it was just the surprise of it? 
Stede watches him with a gentle smile, slowly moving his hands upward, his fingertips creeping along Izzy’s ribs. He feels the urge to snap his hands down and push Stede away, but he holds out, gritting his teeth and allowing his body a tiny wiggle as consolation. So perhaps he’d been wrong about not being ticklish. 
“Ooo, I saw that!” Ed chimes gleefully. “Knew you were the ticklish ribs sort, mate. Bet you’re ticklish all over, aren’t you?” 
“No,” Izzy grits out. 
“Yes you are,” Ed continues, wiggling his fingers menacingly. “Now the seal’s broken, I bet we could tickle you anywhere.”
Izzy opens his mouth to tell Ed to fuck off but is cut off when the fingers on his ribs move suddenly down again, to spider across his belly. The suddenness of it startles him enough that he chuckles, his arms snapping down instinctively to grab at Stede’s hands. 
“Aha,” Stede grins. “It seems I was right, after all!” 
“Fucking fluke,” Izzy says quickly, returning his arms to their position. Stede raises his eyebrows, meets Ed’s ecstatic expression, and goes back to it. Izzy’s hands grip a cushion as the teasing fingers explore his belly, finding all the spots that make him squirm. It’s soft enough that he’s not laughing properly, just the odd huff accompanied by a wide grin. Stede’s kind enough to keep quiet, but Ed has no such manners. 
“Oho, seems like someone is finding out some stuff about themselves today!” He wriggles his fingers along Izzy’s neck, making him scrunch his shoulders with a snort. “Is that nice, Iz? You like it when we tickle you?”
Izzy abandons the pillow with his right hand in favour of smacking at Ed’s legs, but his wrist is quickly caught and treated to a flurry of kisses up his arm, something that had never tickled before, but made a giggle build in his throat now. 
“Edward,” Stede admonishes. “It’s not nice to tease. It’s also very rich coming from you!” 
“But it’s fun,” Ed winks down at Izzy as he progresses his little tickly line of kisses up his arm until he reaches his inner elbow. 
“You know what’s fun, Izzy? Getting Ed all flustered and begging for more after spending such a long time teasing him.” 
Ed pouts, his cheeks turning sweetly pink. Izzy’s own face flushes at the teasing, even though it’s not directed at him. Stede’s words combined with the swirling patterns of his fingers against his belly were making butterflies take flight from every inch of his body. 
“I like to tickle him gently, just like this, all up and down from his hips to his neck. He’s especially ticklish just here,” he tugs Izzy’s top from his jeans and lifts it up over his belly. He wriggles the tip of his index finger into the space just under his belly button, and all the teasing bursts out of him in a loud train of giggles. “Yes, just like that.” 
“Nohohoho!” His free arm shoots down to push him away half heartedly, but Ed is quick to snatch it up and pepper that one with kisses too. “Ehehehed!” 
“Yeeees?” 
Izzy doesn’t reply, can’t reply, because Stede’s hands are suddenly under his shirt and in his armpits and all he can do is kick his heels into the floor and cackle. 
“Oh, you are just the most precious thing!” Stede coos, avoiding Izzy’s kicking legs by sliding over him in a straddle.  “Are you enjoying yourself, darling?” 
“No, fuck off!” 
“Hmm, that doesn’t sound anything like a safeword,” Stede slows a little, letting him catch his breath and regain control of his mouth. Ed gives his hands a gentle, reassuring squeeze. Despite the teasing, Izzy knew Ed was on cloud nine to discover that Izzy was finding this fun too. 
“It’s not,” Izzy says after a moment. “Think I was wrong before.”
“Oh? You mean you are ticklish?” Stede prompts. The word makes Izzy squirm, and suddenly he has a lot of sympathy for Ed and all the times Stede’s made him admit he liked it. 
“I guess,” he manages, as if he wasn’t all pink cheeked and panting. “Not as bad as Eddie, though.”
“But you both seem to love it equally,” Stede chuckles, ignoring Ed’s petulant whine. “But we’ve only scratched the surface with you! Perhaps you’d let me give you a thorough going over, to find out all your favourite spots? Perhaps I’ll have you with your legs over my lap, see if you can keep still while I give the backs of your legs a good tickling. Or maybe you’d let me give your pretty belly some raspberries, but I expect we might need Ed to hold you down for those, my darling.”
Izzy’s going to implode with the amount of self discoveries he was going through since getting home. Yes, he wants to say, please fucking do that. The gentle attention felt lovely, like when Stede played with his hair, or Ed mindlessly used his fingers as a fidget. He could see why Ed always seemed to beg for it. He has a plan hatching in his mind, a game to play with them both another time. He wonders if Ed would be up for some giggly revenge on Stede.  
He blinks sweetly up at them both, smiling with only a touch of leftover shyness. 
“Do your worst.”
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bubblepopspit · 7 months
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🍄 Mario and Luigi headcanons 🍄 (Because I'm bored. lol)
⦁ Luigi has a huge fear of spiders. He can not sleep if there's a spider in his bedroom, even if it's way up by the ceiling. If he finds a spider in the house, he runs to Mario and forces him to kill it. The only way he can handle killing one is by smacking it with a shoe, and even then he rarely does it.
⦁ Being the food lover that he is, Mario is very good at cooking. He makes really good homemade pizza and spaghetti, as well as a few other Italian dishes. However, he isn't very good at baking, and tends to burn or totally mess up cookies and any other baked goods he tries to make.
⦁ Luigi is a decent cook. The food he makes usually turns out good, but he is known for messing things up a lot. (ex. crunchy under-cooked rice, mushy pasta, watery soup.) He also likes to experiment with his cooking, often coming up with really weird dishes that usually aren't very good.
⦁ When Luigi has a nightmare, he'll sometimes crawl into Mario's bed with him for comfort and safety.
⦁ Mario tends to fall asleep in strange places throughout the house. Sometimes Luigi walks into the kitchen and Mario's sleeping between the microwave cart and the fridge. Sometimes he's sleeping behind the chair in the living room. Sometimes he's sleeping under his bed instead of ON it.
⦁ Luigi is extremely ticklish. All it takes is a very light touch to the back of his neck, or a gentle poke to his ribs, and he'll turn into a giggly pile of mush. He's very self conscious about it and gets easily embarrassed if someone tickles him. Mario likes to take advantage of Luigi's ticklishness, often tickling him if he misbehaves or if Luigi refuses to do something important. Sometimes he'll tickle Luigi just to annoy him. When Luigi gets tickled for longer than a minute, his voice tends to get super squeaky and high pitched, which makes him all the more embarrassed. He's ticklish ALL over, which leaves him completely defenseless against tickles and makes him an easy target.
⦁ Mario is also pretty ticklish, but not as much as Luigi. He's able to hold his laughter while being tickled, which makes people think he's not ticklish. He has a weird ticklish spot behind his ears, and if you give it a little scratch/tickle, he'll instantly go into a laughing fit. He's also very ticklish on his feet, and can not stand having foot rubs/massages. If he's tickled for extended periods of time, his laughter turns super goofy, ranging from squeaky ohohohohoho's to wild cackling.
⦁ Mario is better at video games than Luigi. He often beats him in racing and fighting games, and is usually better at platformers than him. Luigi however, is better at puzzle games (ex. Dr. Mario, Tetris, Puyo Puyo, etc.), often beating Mario.
⦁ Luigi is terrible at math and failed his math classes more than once.
⦁ Sometimes wild animals will follow Mario around while he's out walking. (ex. bunnies, squirrels, chipmunks, etc.) On more than one occasion he has brought a wild animal into the house, trying to convince Luigi to let him keep it because it's "his friend" and it "needs him".
⦁ Luigi loves to tell jokes, usually dad jokes/puns. Usually his jokes don't make much sense, and the only one who laughs at them most of the time is Mario. (no one knows if he's laughing at them cause he finds them funny, or if he's just being a supportive big brother and laughing so Luigi doesn't feel bad.)
⦁ Mario and Luigi love to give hugs to their friends/each other. Their hugs are super nice and comforting, like hugging a big teddy bear. You never want to let go.
⦁ Mario smells like fresh cologne and clean linen. Luigi smells like Irish Spring soap and Degree Sport deodorant.
⦁ Luigi loves plushes. As a kid, his mother used to buy a plush for him almost every time she went to the store. He still has all his plushes stored safely in the attic.
⦁ Instead of plushes, Mario was a big fan of racecars as a child, and when his mother used to buy Luigi plushes, she'd also buy Mario toy cars, which are also stored safely in the attic.
⦁ Mario is very good at singing. He is able to hit both high and low notes due to his vocal range.
⦁ When Luigi speaks to Daisy, he tends to stutter and fidget more frequently, while also avoiding eye contact, due to his massive crush on her.
⦁ Luigi is an ugly crier. When he cries, his eyes get all red and bloodshot, and his nose runs like crazy. He's also prone to hysterical sobbing that sounds so heart-wrenching, it sometimes makes Mario cry as well while he tries to comfort his little bro.
⦁ Mario is good with kids. The kids in the Mushroom Kingdom love playing with him, playing tag, hide-and-seek, etc. He's also close to their height since he's so short, making him more fun to play with than any of the other adults.
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mitchellpete · 6 months
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Kinktober Day 17 - Edging
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pairing: ethan hunt x f!reader
cw: fwb to lovers?, mentions of drinking, drunk sex (kind of), brief description of injuries, imf agent!reader, edging, nipple licking, fingering, oral sex (f receiving), penetration, overstimulation, crying, cum marking
word count: 1613
kinktober masterlist here.
18+ ONLY | MINORS DNI
Ethan was not typically one to tease. It was nice sometimes, but for the most part, he just liked to please you. There was nothing more satisfying than to see you unravel for him from start to finish.
It was different tonight, however, after a few drinks with the team for a well-deserved post-mission celebration. Ethan’s body was aching; he’d taken the hardest hits, as he usually does. The difference about this particular mission, though, was that it was you by his side. Until the very end. You’d limped back to the safe house together, arms around one another, blood still dripping from the various cuts and lashes on your bodies. None of it mattered anymore, though. None of the cuts and bruises and aching pains could take away from the fondness between you and Ethan, the way your relationship—which had started as just a simple dancing among your feelings for one another—blossomed immediately after you helped him save the fucking world. 
You’d been sleeping with one another. Not frequently; the nature of your jobs did not allow that, but at any chance you both had. You kissed, too. Passionately, fervently, like lovers do. But there wasn’t any sort of label, nothing to go by in terms of what you were to one another. You guess you could still just call him your co-worker, who you substantially had feelings for and occasionally made love to. 
Tonight, though, as you fall into bed together, tipsy and giggly, there’s something very different. You’re not quite sure what it is. 
Ethan’s hands aren’t as gentle as usual, his touch eager and almost demanding. His mouth is sweet from the alcohol you’d been drinking, teeth nipping at your bottom lip. 
“Can I try something?” he husks in between kisses.
“Mhm,” is all you mumble against his lips, entranced by the alcohol in your system, his mouth on yours, and his warmth.
He pulls apart, grins, an excited little glint in his eyes. He momentarily looks around, and then visibly gets an idea.
“Can you hang onto the headboard?” he asks softly, guiding you up the mattress. 
You scoot up the best you can until your head hits the pillows, relaxing your body as Ethan settles above you. His hands immediately roam, reaching for your clothes. You aid him in taking them off, and then eagerly reach for his own when you’re completely stripped. He stops you, moves your hands away with a small smile, and takes them off himself. Slips off his jacket, his t-shirt, and then wriggles out of his jeans. 
You giggle, amused, and do your part in holding onto the headboard instead. You’re wondering what it is he’ll do, the uncertainty thrilling. Sex with Ethan was always the same stupor of hot, hungry passion. Lips numbing, tiring each other out. Usually not many words exchanged. It’s different tonight. Your connection to one another feels deeper, more trustful.
Ethan has always respected you. Even the first time you had sex, it was always about you and what you needed. It wasn’t just a need to blow off some steam, to finally give in to the tension; it was his infatuation with you. He was instantly obsessed with pleasing you, and it remained that way every time you had sex. He wasn’t gentle by any means, but he wasn’t rough, either. It was the perfect passionate pace every time. It was like making love. 
The way his arms wrap around your legs to pull you to him is not at all like the usual. You squeal in surprise at his strength, and watch as he brings your core to his middle. Your legs momentarily wrap around his waist as he leans down above you, mouth closing around one of your hardened nipples. He kisses and sucks, eliciting a high pitched moan out of you. One hand comes off the headboard to cup the back of his head as he sloppily kisses at your chest, moving onto your other breast, to your sternum, and back and forth.
You relish in the pleasure that courses through your body, eyes closed, a little smile on your face. Even more so when Ethan’s hand slips in between your bodies to touch your slick center. 
“Ethan,” you gasp out, the thickness of his fingers slipping through your folds.
The pleasure builds up quicker than you can process, your breathing getting heavier against the top of his head as his tongue swirls against your nipple. You squirm when his thumb swipes over your clit, body jerking at the sudden contact, eyes widening. 
It continues to build, your body tensing more and more, and you’re sure you’re seconds away from cumming when Ethan suddenly pulls back. Mouth off, hand off. 
“Fuck,” you whine breathlessly, lifting your head in surprise as he backs away just enough so that your legs untangle from his waist. “I was just about to—what’s wrong?”
He grins, hands still lingering on your legs. “What do you mean?” 
The pleasure floats around in your body, diminishing. Ethan settles on his stomach, spreading your legs apart to face your dripping cunt. You gasp as he places soft, tender kisses to your inner thighs, traveling as close to your center as he can and then trailing them the other way, teasing. 
You realize what he’s doing. 
It’s almost dizzying. Just the thought of getting to do this with him. 
When his mouth slots against you, your entire body goes slack. You try not to thrust against his face, but the orgasm you almost had just a minute ago is still lingering, still on the verge of spilling. Your grip on the headboard tightens. 
Ethan’s mouth is gentle, but you can feel the tip of his finger prodding at your hole. When it slips inside just a little, he pulls back, lips shiny and parted. “Can you hold it for me? Just a little?”
Fuck. 
“H-hold it?” you repeat, feeling him stretch you on his finger. “What do you mean?”
“Try not to cum. Can you do that?” he asks tenderly.
Just his request almost sends you over the edge, but you nod. You grimace when he leans in to swipe his tongue over your clit, the feeling almost too much to hold onto. 
The good thing about having had sex with Ethan multiple times before, is that he grew incredibly accustomed to your body, what reactions he could get out of you, when you were close to cumming. That’s why, when he feels your body tense, and you’re sure you’re really not gonna make it, he pulls back again. 
A frustrated cry comes out of you, loud and whiny. Your fingers slide into his hair, pulling slightly in impatience. 
“First time you do this to me,” you pant, your breathing erratic.
“Just wanted to try something new,” he murmurs against your inner thigh. He presses a firm kiss there, and then sits up. 
Your hand returns to the headboard again, and you watch with hungry eyes as Ethan grasps himself in his fist, cheeks flushed. It’s earth-shattering when he leans in and pushes inside of you. You feel your legs shake, your toes curl, as he sinks in with ease. 
Ethan doesn’t prolong it. He gets right to it; languid strokes at first, and then he increases his pace the more your expression calls for it. It’s still a challenge to hold on but you do it just because he asked. Above you, Ethan admires the pleasure painted on your face. He looks dazed, too, enthralled by how tight you feel around him. 
Your cries get louder as it gets harder and harder to hang on, mixed with the sharp sounds of skin on skin. Ethan suddenly pulls out the moment he feels you clench around him, getting a sob out of you.
Tears well in your eyes. “Ethan—fuck—please,” you plead, sniffling.
He cups your face, leans in to kiss you sweetly. He distracts you for a minute, mouth moving yours gently, and then slips inside of you again. 
It happens a few more times. You lose count after the second time, too intoxicated and overwhelmed with pleasure to even grasp anything but the sudden loss; how you get right to your breaking point and he knows exactly when to pull back. It’s so unlike him. It kind of makes this whole thing hotter, if you didn’t have the very sickening, very urgent need to cum once and for all. In the moment, you’re sure you’ve never needed anything more.
You nearly scream out when it finally tips over the edge. The pleasure crashes against you like a wave, wringing your body against the mattress. Ethan holds onto you, lets you thrash underneath him. He presses kisses to your face as you feel it, his thrusts momentarily slowing to let you breathe. He’s chasing his own high, however, and soon enough resumes his movement. He fucks you through your orgasm, sloppy and untamed, sensitivity immediately clouding your senses. Tears slip down your cheeks as his pace quickens, until it soon crashes for him too. 
He pulls out instantly, spilling his cum all over your abdomen, and his fist. 
Tired and sore, he immediately slumps beside you, trying to catch his breath. Your head rolls over onto his shoulder. 
He glances at you, floating in his high. His brows furrow; he touches your face. “I didn’t mean to make you cry.” 
You wipe at your cheeks. Waves of pleasure continue to swim through you, your body glowing in ecstasy. “No.. that was great, actually.” 
He breathes out, smiling.
You lean your head back against him, sighing happily. “Where did that come from, though?”
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amazingmsme · 5 months
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your lib hcs were so good omg, do you have any for them as lees? i so need wiggly to be absolutely WRECKED, he’s so cocky and self important all the time, he needs to be taken down a peg fr. plus the fact that he made tickling his whole thing is so perfect for teasing.. “if you don’t enjoy this, why did you make it a part of your brand? it’s like you were thinking about it, like you wanted it!”
OKAY U GAVE US LER!THE LORDS IN BLACK HCS.
…we need the lee! Hcs now 👁👁 /j/nf
Do you have any lee headcanons for the Lords in Black?
Back by popular demand, it’s the lords lees in black! You’ve heard of tickle monsters, now get ready for tickled monsters! Again, this got p long so gonna put it under the cut
All the libs blush their respective colors
Based off the doll designs, all of their tummies are fuzzy & a different color than the rest of their fur, so they’re all pretty ticklish there, some more than others 😉
Pokey
He’s one of the more fun & “chill” lords, so it’s not much of a surprise that he just kinda rolls over & lets his bros wreck his shit
He thinks it’s fun & enjoys the feeling itself as well as the feeling of laughing freely
He has deep, rich laugh that sounds like pure joy itself. If you get him really laughing it can legit shake the room
Because the hivemind is tuned in to him, they know exactly when he’s in a lee mood. They coordinate their attack & take turns tickling him & he lets it happen because he promised them happiness & world peace & if this is what they wanna do he won’t stop them!
His most ticklish spots are his neck & belly because those muscles are most associated with singing (vocal cords & diaphragm) & ribs since they cage the lungs. Oh, & ears. I may be tickle trash, but I try to have some kind of reasoning behind why I headcanon characters as being ticklish certain places
I think Tinky & Wiggly are the ones who tickle him the most because they both have bully energy
Blinky
Funny how they just love watching other people get their shit wrecked but when it’s HIS turn he’s covering his face out of embarrassment
Arguably the most flustered, but Wiggly gives him a run for his money, he’s just more angy about it
Absolutely no idea why, but I’m getting ticklish hands vibes. Probably the long sleeves over the hands
Watcher with a thousand eyes=eyes in the back of his head=ticklish scalp? 👀👀👀
Has a really cute high pitched giggle that’s very bubbly
The shiny leggings & boots draw a lot of attention to the lower body, & it makes me think his worst spots are his hips, knees & feet. & the baggy hoodie makes me feel like his armpits are also up there
Tinky
This unhinged goatman constantly has to be put in his place by his brothers & tickling is the best (& easiest) way to do so
He absolutely provokes them to wreck his shit because he thinks it’s so much fun & he loves to laugh & be silly & make. & he always feels so proud of himself to dragging the rest of them down to “his level” but then they immediately make him regret it… then he does it again an hour later
Very open about how much he loves it, but still gets embarrassed when his brothers tease him about it
He has hooves instead of feet, & if you were to try to buff them up or polish them he’d be such a giggly snorting mess
He has a shrill, hysterical cackle like how he laughs in The Summoning
He has a lil goat tail & if you scratch at the small of his back he arches away with the loudest screech you’ve ever heard
His most ticklish spots are his ears/neck, thighs & knees, & hooves if you use a rough enough touch
His ears are super soft & velvety & if you rub them between your fingers he can’t stop snorting between giggles
Tickling makes him so hyper & excited & his bros have to work extra hard to tide him out
Nibbly
Besides Tinky, he is the happiest & most playful of the lib & always has that classic wide grin plastered on his face. & he has a bright, joyous laugh to match!
Because he has such a big mouth, his laugh is really loud & bombastic. He also has a really cute giggle that’s sweet as honey
Gets really flustered if you use his own techniques & teases against him
Can’t stand tickle bites or raspberries despite how much he loves to dish them out
The fluffy arm sleeves really got me thinking about how it probably tickles him on accident when he moves, especially around his armpits
Even when he’s not tickled, he’s just very giggly
Since his whole thing is eating, his tummy is one of his worst spots. Also his thighs, sides & armpits
Wiggly
What you’ve all been waiting for tbh, am I right?
Biggest fucking lee out of all the lib but is in such hard denial mode. The Tickle Me Wiggly doll was the first step to acceptance & he keeps trying to make excuses for why he chose the name
Like it absolutely could’ve been just a Wiggly doll, no tickling required but he made his choice & stuck with it
Keeps insisting he had to make something unassuming & innocent & all his bros are just like mmmmhmmmm 😏
He’s sooo easy to fluster but be careful, he gets mad when he’s embarrassed. Not his usual scary levels of anger but def pissy
Even tho he loves it he will always try to run away. Gotta keep up appearances
His laugh is shrill & borders on cackling. Sometimes it’s giggly & bouncy & broken up by hiccups like in the middle of Made in America
A very jittery & nervous lee. He laughs in anticipation & curls in on himself & tries to talk himself out of the situation he absolutely put himself in
All of the lords wreck his shit on a regular basis because it’s the only way they can knock him down a peg
Most ticklish spots are of course his belly well, ribs, feet & knees, but he’s basically a walking tickle spot
Hands down the most ticklish out of all the lords in black
Swears up a storm & when tickled. Also some pretty severe sounding threats that he’d never actually carry out
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lucitrix · 4 months
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Turn Around
Scream (1996)
Platonic Sidney & Randy
Happy Holidays @spooky-switch !! Thanks for giving me an excuse to have a Scream marathon! Thanks to @squealing-santa for organising such a wonderful event yet again <3.
After what was now known as the “Woodsboro Murders” thanks to a certain Gale Weathers, Randy and Sidney often found themselves at each other’s homes. Whether talking about college plans, or watching whatever movie Randy brought from work, the two were never far from each other. Over the Christmas break, Sidney had spent a few days at the Meeks’ home, binging film after film.
Black Christmas was his choice this time, alongside his classic commentary. Sidney had once found it a bit annoying, but now it was a source of comfort. Sidney had also questioned his choice of a slasher film but was met with something she couldn’t fight with.
“The movies are nothing once you’ve been through the real thing.”
“Plus,” Randy had said, “Its arguably the first slasher, and perfect for the holiday!”
Sidney was in the kitchen, finishing up some JiffyPop, when she heard something that piqued her interest.
“Come on, what’s wrong with you?”
Taking the popcorn off the stove, she quietly poked her head into the living room. Randy sat on the couch, back to her, nearly yelling at the TV screen.
“Why would you go into the attic? And for fucks sake turn around!”
An idea blossomed in Sidney’s head. With a smile blooming on her face, she quietly crept towards the couch.
“Come on! Turn around! He’s behind you, just turn around!”
Quickly, after rolling her eyes, Sidney reached over the back of the couch, and jammed her fingers into his armpits.
Over the screech and subsequent laughter that exploded out of Randy, Sidney teasingly parroted,
“Look out! She’s right behind you Randy! Just turn around!”
From behind him, Sidney could see a blush begin to take over his ears. She clambered over the back of the couch and pushed the giggling teen onto his stomach. Straddling Randy, pinning him to the couch, her fingers gently traced over his reddening ears.
“SID WHAT-” he tried to get words out, but his laughter stopping him from being able to form any kind of sentence.
Instead he simply flailed as much as he could, twisting his head side to side, trying to shake of Sidney’s tickly nails.
            “What? Can’t follow your own rules?” Sidney retorted, leaning down to blow a loud raspberry on his neck, laughing herself at Randy nearly bucking her off.
Despite his thrashing, Randy didn’t really mind what was happening, and Sidney knew. Tickling had been a frequent part of their friendship, especially after Randy’s drunken admission a few years go. He liked the feeling, the closeness to his friends, and the laughter. Finding a reason to laugh was harder to come by.
Sidney also needed this. She loved Randy’s laugh, from giggly, to loud cackles, and if lucky, an occasional snort. She liked to see her friend smile.
Her fingers left his ears, and Randy took the second to breathe. It truly was only a second before Sidney gently spidered her fingers across his back, smiling brightly and the high-pitched giggles that flowed freely from her friend’s mouth. Gentle touches over his spine gave him time to breathe between gentle giggles, moving up closer to his neck elicited more squirming, and scribbling quickly over his ribs caused his laughter to get louder.
With a few final pinches at his sides, each followed by a screech from the boy, Sidney shuffled of Randy’s back and further down the couch.
“I hate you,” Randy finally let out, as he flipped himself slowly onto his back, no malice in his words.
“No you don’t,” Sidney followed, looking over at her friend’s bright red face.
Quick as lightning, Randy managed to get a few solid jabs to Sidney’s side, eliciting a few shocked giggles, but backed off when his hands were gently slapped away.
The two turned their attention back to the movie.
“Come on! How did she not see that coming!”
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mythica0 · 4 months
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Mike + Sys. Tkl headcanons
I wanted to write a fic but I’m too tired so have HC’s instead.(also I got super flustered writing this. I’m in such a lee mood rn ajsiaj)
Edit: I added some more stuff that I thought of
Mike:
-He is totally a lee. Maybe a lee-leaning switch.
-his tkl laugh is super dorky in the cutest way. Lots of squeaks.
-when he’s tkled he would half-heartedly push your hands away.
-> he would yell things like “Stahahap! Nohot theheherreee!” And mean exactly none of it.
-his death spot is his sides. Give him a good squeeze and he’ll squeak like a dog toy!
-he enjoys every second of the tkls, but man if he isn’t a blushy mess, especially when the ler is Zoey.
-on that note; Zoey would tkl him all the time becuase she thinks his laugh and smile are adorable.
-as a ler, Mike is super playful.
-he would just be the type to go “tktktktkktktk!” And laugh along with his lee.
-he will tkl people to make them feel better if they’ve had a long day.
-he LOOOVES to use raspberries. He makes fun little nomming sounds whenever he gives someone one.
-he just likes to see people happy and having fun, he will never tkl someone if he doesn’t think they’re enjoying themself.
Chester
-he isn’t really involved with the community, but he is more of a ler then a lee.
-his laugh is super wheezy, it always sounds like his dying.
-he’s the type to cuss out whoever is tkling him.
-unlike Mike he actually means it when he tells you to stop. He doesn’t really enjoy being tkled.
-his death spot is behind the knees, but be warned he will kick you if you try it.
-when he tkls someone, it would probably be very grandpa-esk.
-he would call his lee “kiddo”
-he will only ever tkl someone if they ask him directly. No beating around the bush.
-he will pretend to be mad that you’re laughing so much.
-> “why are all the kids these days so gosh darn giggly?!” “Could you stop laughing for a minute?! You’re so gosh darn loud!”
Svetlana
-she’s a switch. Even 50/50.
-her tkl laugh would be super high pitched and squealy.
-> she snorts when she really gets going and is super embarrassed by it. “Svehehetlahahana dohoes not snort! Shehe dohoes nohot knohow what you speheek ohof!!”
- she doesn’t hide the fact that she likes being tkled, and will straight up ask you tkl her.
-she likes to start tkl fights. She is always so confident she will win.
-> if she loses, she says that she let you win. “Svetlana vas going easy on you”
-her death spot is her feet. Gets the most high-pitched squeals that could shatter glass.
-on the other hand, of Svetlana is chasing you you are done for.
-she loves to chase whoever her lee is, even giving them a head start.
-> she will take this opportunity to show off her gymnastics. Be prepared to be outshined by her backflipping in front of you before backing you into a corner.
-She does get ler moods, and when she does you better be ready.
-no one is safe. No. One.
-for some unknown reason, she is really good at knowing when someone is in a lee mood, even if they aren’t showing any signs. It’s like she can smell it on em.
-> “you are in lee mood, yes?” “Wha- how’d you know?” “A Olympic champion never reveals her zecrets!”
-she will compliment you relentlessly: especially if she knows it flusters you.
-> “your laugh is so cute! Svetlana is jealous!” “Look at how gorgeous this little tummy is! And ticklish too!!”
-she might ask someone to let her tickle them sometimes.
Vito
-lee. No doubt about it. I mean- he never wears a shirt!
-his laugh would be deep and kinda rumbly.
-he will be embarrassed by the fact that he’s so tklish. He’ll hide his face in your shoulder or his hands.
-he absolutely refuses to ask for tkls. No way no how. No matter how bad of a lee mood he’s in. He’s got a reputation! He’ll just have to settle for trying to provoke you into it….
-he wouldn’t say anything when he’s tkled. No compalints, no cussing, nothing. All there would be is the sound of his laugh.
-His worst spot is his belly. Yes he knows that it’s always exposed, that’s the point!!
-if you called him out on not telling you to stop or squirming away he will blush as red as a tomato and hide his face.
-on the occasion Vito does get a ler mood he will act so cocky about it despite knowing that he’s even worse.
-> “you look like your enjoyin’ yourself!” “How ticklish are you?”
-he will stop if asked to.
Manitoba
-ler-leaning switch.
-his laugh is super giggly and quiet. Never gets more intense than streams of giggles, with the occasional wheeze.
-this ain’t to say that he’s not tklish, he is! His laugh just doesn’t get very loud.
-he is a sassy lee. He will clap back any tease you throw at him.
-> this means verbal teases don’t have any effect on him.
-however; visual teases? He’s done for.
-holding your hands over a tklish spot. Wiggling your fingers at him. Chasing him.
-any sort of anticipation has him giggling and blushing like his life depends on it.
-his death spot is his neck/ears.
-he’s a squirmer! As much as he does enjoy being tkled on occasion he can’t help it!
-> if he accidentally kicks you he will profusely apologize.
-he is prone to getting ler moods.
-no hesitation, he will walk up to the nearest person and pull them into a tkl hug.
-pretends he doesn’t know exactly what he’s doing.
-> “what’s so funny?” “What do you mean I’m tickling you?” “What was that, mate? I can’t hear you through your giggles.”
-he’s really good at telling when someone has actually had enough and will stop immediately.
Mal
-ler
-his too laugh sounds like his evil laugh and everyone is always surprised
-> “your laugh actually sounds like that?!” “Yehehes!”
-he gets tkled more often than he’d like. Usually as punishment for being an ass.
-> he’ll never tell but he doesn’t really mind it too much.
-he does rarely get lee moods and hides it with his life. (Svetlana always knows anyway.)
-he will threaten to kill you, get you back, etc etc.
-> “whehehen ihi gehehet ohohout ohof thihihis youhour dehehead!”
-if you tkl him you better make it enough for him to fall asleep cause of not he will get revenge.
-his death spot is his ribs. And his belly and sides. Just a walking tickle spot, really.
-he is extremely ticklish and also extremely embarrassed by that. Very susceptible to teasing.
-very weak to raspberries. Pretty much an insta-kill.
-Zoey will sometimes tkl him to get him to stop being mean.
-As mentioned above, he will get revenge on you if you tickle him.
-if you try to provoke him and he realizes what your doing he will tickle you but he’ll make you ask first.
-> “oh I know what you’re doing. And I will tickle you- if you ask. And you have to say the word too, no substitutes. It can’t be that hard, it’s two syllables! Ti-ckle. You can do it!”
-he is absolutely ruthless. Will only stop if someone else makes him or if he thinks you’re gonna die or something.
-is ridiculously strong and pins you down without any struggle.
-he will tickle you to get exactly what he wants, even if that’s just your laughter.
-he acts like he’s just doing this to be a jerk but he actually really likes hearing you laugh.
-is prone to ler moods and often takes it out on random people without telling them why.
-he is unfairly good at knowing exactly what flusters you and how to use it.
-in short, when it comes to tickling you, he is just evil. Be prepared to laugh and laugh until he gets bored.
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chloenotfound404 · 9 months
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Do you have any lee headcanons for all four papas?
~Spooky 🎃
AHH OK OK BRAINROT! I’ve been thinking of this for so long!
Also, first submission HC! Sorry it took a bit longer than expected! I know it’s not the best and there’s so much more I wanna write but I wanna save that for fics, hope this is at least decent! ❤️
(Also more commissions and promos are welcomed! Any fics, ficlets, HCs I’ll do for ghost!)
Primo-
Extremely ticklish but would never admit it. Ever. Not even on his death bed.
He would try and act all stoic and tough but he would just crumble if someone poked his sides slightly or if a ghouls tail grazes his stomach.
Rough tickles get him the most and drive him up the wall. Extra points for raspberries and nibbling.
Practically ticklish everywhere but his hips, ribs and knees break him in an instant.
1000% a squeaker and giggler. His laugher would be so high pitched and out of character for him.
He would try and ride it out, not wanting to be ‘weak’ in his eyes by pleading or begging for mercy.
Always would find degrading teases the most flustering from his high position he held, he always got embarrassed by how you would tease him over it.
Oh, also, always expect retaliation instantly. This bitch doesn’t hold back.
Secendo-
Not as ticklish as the rest of his brothers, but there are some spots that get him giggling.
Not lee as often as ler, not liking the feeling of weakness all too much.
Much like primo, rough tickles are where it’s at. They get him cackling instantly. Fingers, tools- anything would work if it’s in the right spot.
His stomach and thighs being the biggest soft spots for him. His sides and armpits would pull out giggles too.
A giggler and cackler for sure, his laugher would never be high pitched but instead low and gruff.
Teases would only make his laugher grow and his cheeks flush redder, he would be a squirmed for sure.
Terzo-
This ass is a lee and he’s not even shy about it.
He would always provoke you to tickle him since it flustered the hell out of him to ask. And on the off Chance he did ask, he would always stutter and hesitate, fumbling with his hands as he would try to muster the courage.
He would always initiate tickle fights, loving the playful nature of them. He would never win though, his height putting him at a disadvantage too.
Ticklish everywhere. Like absolutely EVERYWHERE. Pokes to his stomach, legs, sides, ribs, armpits- he would just crumble into giggles on the spot.
Defiantly a snorter. His laugher would just be so bubbly and lively that it was almost impossible to stop tickling him.
Light tickles work wonders in him, they drive him up the wall.
I’d imagine he has a secret stash of tickle tools ready for when he wanted to be wrecked by you.
Copia-
Oh this man, he’s too cute.
A lee to the max level, and unlike Terzo, he’s extremely shy about it.
So so so easy to fluster, this man is adorable. Just wriggling your fingers above his tummy would have him giggling helplessly.
Loves all the teases and blushes instantly upon hearing them. Babyish teases get to him the most.
Ticklish everywhere, not just like giggly ticklish but hysterical and cute ticklish. Pokes, squeezes, scritches, nibbles- anything drives him insane after a short while.
His feet, neck, hips, tummy (because cute pudge) and thighs get this man snorting up a storm. He would hide into you to muffle them as much as possible.
He doesn’t care what types of tickles he gets, as long as he’s getting tickled, he doesn’t care.
This man cackles, snorts, hiccups- all the cutest forms of laughter. He would always try to cover his mouth as he laughs. (Also squeaky and childish laugher- change my mind I dare)
Too shy to ask, such a lee at heart. Defiantly just sidles up to you and looks at you and your hands in silence.
BONUS- his rats would always find their way up his shirt when he would be playing games or lounging, eliciting sudden squeals and hiccups as they rummage around and nibble.
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kanene-yaaay · 1 year
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Hc that sometimes aubrey doesnt feel like actually bullying basil so she just tickles him instead. Or alternatively post game she develops kind of a soft spot for basil (and sunny) after a bit and sometimes will get bored and just randomly tickle him bc hes cute (will usually lead in one or more friends joining the attack, tho more often than not its sunny or kel)
Look, look, I am going to be honest. I have a HUGE soft spot for Basil, and the idea of him being friends again with the whole gang after the game is one of my fav hcs. I don't even care, da flower boi deserves some tickles and giggles and blushes as well 💛💛💛
And that scenario!!!! Yesh yesh yesh!!! Picture with me: everyone decides to meet on their old spot by the lake and Aubrey and Basil get there sooner so, as Kel&Sunny&Hero are getting closer they just hear a high pitched scream and LKel immediately gets defensive because "That sounded like Basil" and nyooom the rest of the way to the lake and when everyone gets there they all freeze because there is, indeed, Basil: laying on the floor and becoming a mess of giggles and laughter as Aubrey tickles his ribs with a gigantic smile and a "So you thought that you could sneak upon me, huh? That I wouldn't see you hiding in that bush and do something about it? You may love plants, but you did not become one yet, flower boy."
And Basil is just shaking his head and blushing and trying to protest but keep failing because of all the giggles that keep escaping because!!! That was not his intention! He just arrived and saw that only Aubrey was there and even tho they all were in good terms now he didn't want to make things awkward by forcing her to interact with him so he just tried to hide until the rest of the group appeared and he could pretend that he was late.
But of course Aubrey realized that he was there, and got the gist of why he was hiding and she wasn't really the most perfect person for reassuring speeches or soft comforting, but she remembered very well a game they used to play as kids to make Basil's anxious thoughts go away.
(She may not be the best at comforting but she knows how to make her tickles soft and gentle. She may not be the best at breaking the ice but she is good at perceiving which spots makes Basil's laughter more bouncy and excited and *focus* there. They may not be the best at apologies but Aubrey is good at actions, at doing her best to make up for what she did and Basil is good at giving her discreet gifts and not making a big deal of it and letting himself squirm and laugh his heart content without calling her out)
Anyway! It's indeed very hard to see a giggly, smiley Basil and NOT want to partake of the activity that is making him so happy so in a blink Kel is already by Aubrey's side, worming his hands on the boy's scrunched shoulders to attack his ticklish collarbone while Hero is letting out a good humored chuckle and Sunny is considering in getting into the tickle fight or just enjoy the moment (if he takes too long to answer Hero may let his Tickle Konster Side shine thro and get him. Rip our bois ♡♡)
Awesome headcanon, I am on the floor. my heart is melted. Fabulous.
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mushiewrites · 2 years
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Helo again :3
So, sorry I didnt notice you made list of people you write for. But anyways, could you write (no presure) lee!sapnap with ler!dream and karl or just one of them, and 💖 or 💗. I hope this isn't much <3
hello! no worries at all! I'm so sorry about the wait on this! lee!sapnap has my whole heart, I love him so much 🥺
The squeal Sapnap let out was loud enough to travel all the way from the downstairs living room and up to Dream's room, causing the blonde boy to tilt his head with a half smile in confusion at the outburst. Another shriek and Dream's curiosity was far too strong, he decided, to not investigate what was going on.
"Nohoho K-Karl PLEHEASE nahahaha!" Dream felt a wobbly smirk forming across his face as he made his way down the steps, taking in the scene before him. Karl and Sapnap were on the couch where Dream had left them not even an hour before, only now instead of watching some random action movie, they seemed to be wrestling. And Karl somehow seemed to be winning.
"Whatcha got there, Karl?" the blonde made his way over to the couch where Karl was currently straddling Sapnap's waist, blocking Dream's view of what was going on. Dream took a few steps forward, leaning his body to get a glimpse of Sapnap's bright red cheeks and suddenly realized what was going on.
"Just a very VERY giggly Sapnap," Karl laughed, turning to meet Dream's eyes before turning his attention back at the younger boy below him. Currently, Karl's hands were stuck against Sapnap's ribs - the brunette had his arms pressed to his sides as a form of protection, but his defense only seemed to help Karl succeed in tickling him to tears. "Did you know our boy here was so ticklish on his ribs?"
"I had my suspicions - every time I went for them he would go for my death spots before I could touch him." Dream giggled, taking another step forward as he watched Sapnap shake his head back and forth, his curls in a mess around him against the couch and his eyes squeezed shut.
"Well see for yourself, if you wanna?" Karl smirked up at Dream once more, quickly gripping both of Sapnap's wrists in his hands and pushing them down against the couch as the smaller boy began to scream out protests, eyes wide open and pleading with Dream.
"NOHOHO DREAM DON'T!"
"Don't mind if I do!" Dream wasted no time in leaning forward, placing his hands on either side of his ribs and squeezing up and down them. He let out a chuckle of amusement as he watched Sapnap try and buck Karl off his hips, pulling at his arms as his laughter grew from giggles to hysterical high pitched squeals.
"Isn't he just the most adorable thing?" Karl teased, smirking down at Sapnap as the youngest boys face flushed a darker red the harder he laughed. Dream agreed, digging his fingers in the spaces between each and every rib.
Sapnap absolutely lost it. He was kicking his legs, digging his heels into the couch to try and get some friction to help Karl lose his balance, but it was no use. Sapnap was stuck in the grips of his best friends, unable to do anything but laugh and laugh and laugh.
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iluvchanniesposts · 2 years
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skz lee headcanons
this is purely based off my opinion :)
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chan -
i think he doesn’t get tickled a lot because whoever tickles him, knows they’ll get wrecked.
therefore - he’s super sensitive and doesn’t expect it a lot of the time.
he definitely tries to hold his laughter, but as soon as you touch his abs or sides, he bursts.
his neck seems like a super sensitive area, you can just put your hands there and he would scrunch his shoulders up in defence.
definitely the type of lee to run away - but sometimes if you’re sad, he’d give in and even let you straddle him.
high pitched giggles all day long.
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minho -
one of the most ticklish lees you have ever met.
squirmy and tries to fight back, also trying to not hurt you.
100% is a shouter - “STOP!” or “GET OFF!”
a playful lee. will try to tickle you back always.
you have to catch him off guard because he’s constantly in fight or flight mode.
folds over in laughter just from pokes at his sides and ribs.
don’t you dare go near his chest and neck area - he won’t hesitate to bitch slap you.
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changbin -
seems like the type to just let you do it for your sake.
even lets you pin him down - despite how strong he is.
pretends he’s not ticklish for the most part, but when you hit his upper ribs and armpits, he squeals like a baby.
has more fun seeing you laughing at him being tickled.
if it��s unexpected, he would jolt away and move seats because he knows you won’t stop.
“okay fine, just this once.” it’s never just this once though.
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hyunjin -
the most squirmy lee ever.
any sort of contact can tickle him because he’s so sensitive - don’t you dare go near his feet or armpits!
can see him as a weak lee - not being able to fight back where he’s so hysterical.
rolls around and tries to grab your arms but you’re way too fast in switching spots.
laugh-screams. “AHHHHHH HAHAHAHA!”
you find him the cutest, sometimes he can’t help feeling ticklish if you’re just there with your arms around him.
“why do you keep moving, hyunjin?”
“because you keep touching my sides.”
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jisung -
one of the most generous lees ever.
if you tickle him and he doesn’t laugh - he feels awful.
“here, you can pin me down and find my worst spots.”
once you get working on him - he’s a giggly mess.
has the cutest laugh ever.
if you lightly tickle his knee or even squeeze his thighs - he’s kicking his legs around like a madman.
DEFINITELY don’t tickle his waist ;).
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felix -
his high pitched laugh is what you aim for.
tickle his stomach or sides - he will definitely be screaming.
i feel like felix would be a feather ticklish lee.
all you have to do is show him your claw like hands - or a feather - and he’s already a squirmy mess in his seat.
kissing his ears becomes difficult - once he can feel your breath on them - he’s putting his head into his shoulders.
nervous giggles erupt from his throat if you lightly trace your fingers down his back.
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seungmin -
i think he tries to play it cool most of the time.
he doesn’t like the thought of being a lee instead of a ler.
it’s mainly cuddly tickles, where his arms behind your back so you lean back and trap it.
he giggles and squirms if you trace your nails down his arm to his armpit.
once you reach his armpit - he’s doubled over in fits.
tries his hardest to stop you but also wants you to enjoy your fun.
“ah, i’ll get you back for this.”
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jeongin -
okay - the most sensitive baby ever.
you can’t even hug him a lot, because once your head is near his neck, he’s squirming and thrashing his arms around.
god help you if you trace your nails along his neck - i think he would genuinely beat your ass.
such a fun lee because he’s so ticklish it’s unreal.
literally anywhere on his body is ticklish - so it’s easy to get him good when he’s least expecting it.
feet? screaming. legs? screaming. waist and hips? screaming. stomach and ribs? screaming. armpits and neck? absolutely screaming.
runs away and never lets you tickle him - so when you get to, it’s extra fun.
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I posted 345 times in 2022
That's 218 more posts than 2021!
196 posts created (57%)
149 posts reblogged (43%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@mushiewrites
@emmadoodlewrites
@artymiswritesfics
@an-inkling-of
I tagged 197 of my posts in 2022
Only 43% of my posts had no tags
#mcyt tickle - 25 posts
#ticklecommunity - 23 posts
#mcyt tickle fic - 19 posts
#tickle fic - 19 posts
#dsmpticklefic - 7 posts
#dsmp tickle fic - 7 posts
#ler!dream - 6 posts
#beloved tag - 4 posts
#lee!tommyinnit - 4 posts
#lee!tommy - 4 posts
Longest Tag: 138 characters
#and george can’t decide if he wants to melt or fight with all his power because its so nice but he’s so flustered and giggly he just can’t
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
Would it be possible to get some Lee!Ranboo with a ler of your choice??? C! or CC! Is fine :)
Mom and Dad
Summary: Ranboo really should be more selective of the people he choses to prank.
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Ranboo peaked out from behind the corner leading into Phil and Kristin’s kitchen. He spotted the former in front of the sink, she was humming a soft tune. He grinned, it was the perfect opportunity.
Ranboo had been filming for a vlog and had settled on the bit of scaring his friends. He’d popped out of his hiding place around a corner, camera recording, and prepared to scare when Phil struck. Quickly trapping the teen in a hug of sorts and tickling him with the precision that could only come with practice.
Ranboo yelled as he felt fingers dig into his side, the camera falling from his hands in his shock. He squirmed as much as he could, but due to Phil having an arm wrapped around his waist and the other holding his hand out to the side, he wasn’t getting very far.
“LEHEHEHET ME GOHOHO!” He yelled in a high pitched tone, squealing when Phil’s wiggling fingers moved up to his ribs.
“Are you going to stop scaring us?” Phil asked.
Ranboo shook his head, too caught up in his giggling to answer.
“No?” Phil questioned teasingly. He shifted his hand to squeeze the boy’s hip instead, grunting as Ranboo curled up at the action and gently lowering the teen to the floor.
Kristin, who had been drawn by the scuffle and quickly put the pieces together, knelt down with her husband. She gently fluttered her nails along Ranboo’s neck, making him curl up more and let out sickeningly sweet giggles. “Still trying to scare us, Ran?”
The boy shook his head again, both to deny and to try and block the maddening feeling. “Nohoho! No wahahait-“
Phil smiled down at the pile of giggles in his lap. “Oh no, it was funny, wasn’t it, Ranboo? Just think of this as extra content for the vlog.”
Ranboo flushed a deep red, eyeing the camera that had fallen to the floor a few moments ago and was undoubtedly still recording. He grumbled before falling back into hysterics as Kristin’s devious nails found their way to gently scratch at his lower belly.
This would surely be an interesting visit.
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Oh god this ask is from 2 months ago
99 notes - Posted August 31, 2022
#4
The urge to say my opinion on apple juice to bring the coin defenders back for a round 2
111 notes - Posted September 2, 2022
#3
Hello Amity!! :D I read your FNAF fic and absolutely adored it!! I've fallen back into the FNAF fandom because of Security Breach haha, the fandom is amazing! Anyway, I have a head canon idea for Sun and Moon: Sun uses tickles as a reward for children in the day care, he uses compliments and playful teases to make his lee laugh more. "Aww, you have such a sweet smile new friend! And your giggles are so bubbly and cute! Tickle, tickle tickle~" Moon on the other hand, will use them as a punishment. "Bad children must be punished" so he says, his teasing is a little more mean, but he never takes it too far. "Naughty naughty, you're getting tickled cause you didn't behave little star~ is this little belly of yours ticklish? Oh, was that a squeal I heard?" They both love hearing laughter and tickling is their favourite way to hear kids laugh :D Hope you have a lovely day sweetheart, thank you for writing such amazing fics!! 💙💙
OMG HEY SOFT
I see your wonderful ideas and I raise you this:
-Moon using a mix or soft and rougher tickles to get a kid to wind down so they can eventually take a nap.
-Moon having to do the same thing to Sun every now and then so there’s some peace around the daycare. (I know they’re in the same body but just hear me out)
-Sun seeing tickles as one of the most fun things to do. He thinks it’s a super fun bonding experience that helps people let loose sometimes. He’s gotten in trouble a few times because he’s taken it upon himself to try and cheer up staff/parents.
-Since Sun and Moon both have bells, games of hide and seek with them are either really easy, or extremely nerve wracking. You can tell where they are which is great if you’re a seeker, but if you’re hiding from a particularly giggly punishment then you know exactly how close they are.
-Sun doesn’t hesitate to tickle people to the ground if they’re acting too big for their britches.
-They’re both know for scooping up children and holding the bridal style to tickle they’re tummies.
Thank you so much for the support! You have no idea how much it means💕. I hope you have great day as well!
111 notes - Posted January 13, 2022
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Philza and Tommy>>>>>anything else
147 notes - Posted January 13, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
His Family
Summary: A collection of Phil kindly terrorizing his children.
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“Oh, little bird~” Phil’s singsong voice echoed its way down to Tommy, who was currently doing an interesting mixture of gliding, flying, and running as he tried to evade the full fledged avian that was dead set on catching him.
“Dahahad-“ Tommy covered his mouth to prevent any more anxious laughter from spilling out. “Go away!” He demanded, laughter still evident in his tone.
“Hmmm, no.” A loud swoosh was heard right above the boy, who shrieked and attempted to speed up. This only caused him to lose footing and tumble unceremoniously onto the ground, leaves and grass providing a soft landing. Tommy rolled over on the ground, slightly disoriented and groaning dramatically.
Phil swept up his fledgling into his arms, dusting him off gently. “Aw, you’re fine mate.” He grinned. “Might not be when I’m done with you, though.”
Tommy’s bubbly laughter echoed through the forest.
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“Phil, please-“ Wilbur said, out of breath and panting. “-it was just for fun! A-And, you’re fine, see!”
“Oh, I see alright. Don’t worry mate, this is all part of the fun.” Phil replied, his tone full of mischief at the prospect of getting his lighthearted revenge.
The pair were currently standing on opposite ends of the kitchen table in a face off. When one would move, the other would mirror the movement, leaving them both trapped in a cycle of small steps and anticipation.
“If you give up now, I might go a little easier on you.” Phil tried to bargain, realizing he was getting nowhere in their game of chase.
“That’s bullshit and you know it!” Will whined incredulously.
Phil smiled, “Well, I guess I’ll have to be mean with you then. I guess I’ll have to dig into your hips, squeeze your sides, and count your ribs over and over. Then, I’ll trace the scar on your stomach, maybe I’ll even get the one on your back, we both know you can’t handle it for shit.” The eldest explained with a bored expression. He made a show of examining his nails, flexing his fingers to get a better look.
He admired the bright blush and shy smile on his son’s face. Relishing in the way the younger covered his face with his hands in embarrassment, it was all he needed to pounce on the boy.
The pair fell to the ground with a thud and immediately began wrestling for the upper hand. Unfortunately for Wil, Phil had dealt with similar tantrums more than he could count. The experienced warrior was quick to win the playful game and pinned Wil’s hands under his knees.
“Phil- Dad, waiT WAIHIHIhihit-“ Wil was barely given time to beg before Phil began to gently scratch his stomach, making him throw his head back in a fit of wild giggles.
“Breaking so soon, Wil?” Phil chuckled, “You’re more sensitive than I remembered.” He switched to spidering up and down Wil’s ribs, searching for the one that would send him into hysterics.
“Nohoho shihihit! PHIHIHIL NOHOHOT THAHAHAT!” Wilbur exclaimed, laughter turning squeaky as Phil drilled and scribbled on the golden rib right under his armpit.
“That’s right, mate. Let it all out.”
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“Tech?” Phil called. Techno met his gaze with a strained smile.
“What do you need, old man?” Techno answered, rolling his shoulders slowly before moving to try and massage them to ease some of the pain his sore muscles were causing.
“Mate, you’re tearing me apart.” Phil replied. He took in the confused and slightly startled appearance Techno had adopted after his statement.
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@elvensorceress and @clusterbuck tagged me in seven sentence sunmonday... how about an entire fic instead?
Evan Buckley loves like no man Eddie’s ever met. He’s loud with it, practically shouts it from the rooftop, except– he doesn’t say it out loud. At least, not in so many words. Especially not since Taylor.
He’ll say it to Christopher, voice low and reverent, like he’s still not sure he’s allowed. He’ll say it to Jee-Yun too, high-pitched and giggly. He tells Maddie every time he gets the chance, Eddie knows, but the rest of them– Buck doesn’t tell them, he shows them.
He shows his love in wide grins and carefully concealed surprises; he shows it in remembered coffee orders and research binges, and by offering a hand before any of them ever has a chance to ask for help.
Buck doesn’t need words to express himself, not the way Eddie always has; the love he has for the people around him is brilliant and unmistakable and spills from his every pore. It’s one of the many (many) things Eddie’s come to realize he loves about him.
It’s also the reason Eddie nearly chokes on his coffee when Buck slings an arm around Hen’s shoulder after she beats him at Mario Kart and with a laugh says, “Love you, Hen.”
Hen smiles, soft and warm, and pat’s his hand. “Love you too, Buckaroo,” she replies. “Don’t think I’m going to go easy on you, though.”
Buck snorts and retrieves his controller from the coffee table. “Wouldn’t dream of it,” he says.
And that’s the end of that, just a weird little blip on Eddie’s Buck-radar, except it keeps happening.
“Hey, uh, you know I love you, right Bobby?” Buck says, staring intently at the bell pepper he’s chopping.
Bobby looks up from his sauce, and Eddie would swear he’s a little misty-eyed. “I love you too, kid,” he says.
Buck meets his eye with a soft smile, and they both go back to cooking.
It’s weird, Eddie decides, but nice. It’s clearly making Buck happy, and at the end of the day, that’s all that really matters.
Only– he says it to Chimney, next, and then Hen again, and then Albert the next time they see him. He even says it to Ravi who, honestly, they’ve only known him for like a year, and Eddie likes the kid but–
Maybe this is the kind of thing Eddie should bring up in therapy. It’s just– Buck’s said it to everyone except him, and for the life of him, Eddie can’t figure out why.
Have you considered asking him? The Frank-adjacent voice in his head suggests.
Eddie hates the Frank-adjacent voice. Especially when it’s right.
/
“Come over for dinner tonight?” Eddie asks, desperately trying to sound normal. It is normal! Buck’s at his house more often than the loft these days, and it’s decidedly Not Weird for Eddie to invite him over.
Except maybe it is, because Buck fixes him with a strange look and asks, “Everything okay, Eds?”
Eddie forces a shrug. “‘Course,” he says. “I just think Christopher’s tired of my cooking.”
Hiding behind your son? The Frank-adjacent voice asks, but Buck grins, so Eddie considers it a win.
“Wouldn’t want him to starve,” Buck jokes. “I’ll be there. Are we still out of tomato paste?”
Eddie resists the urge to thump his chest when his heart skips a beat at the word ‘we’. He feels– ridiculous, honestly. Like a fourteen year old with a crush, instead of a grown man who’s perfectly, reasonably in love with his best friend. “I, uh– yeah, I think so. Haven’t been to the store since we went on Monday.”
“Gotcha, I’ll pick some up on the way over. See you tonight, Diaz!” Buck shoulders his bag and winks. He winks.
And Eddie – yeah, Eddie’s blushing. As soon as Buck’s gone, he sticks his head in his locker and groans.
A weight settles next to him. “You’re ridiculous, you know that?” Hen asks.
Yeah. Eddie knows that.
/
“Honey, I’m home!” Buck calls as he lets himself in.
It’s a joke, Eddie knows it’s a joke, but it sends his pulse fluttering all the same. “In the kitchen,” he calls back, praying that his voice doesn’t sound too choked.
“Hey,” Buck says as he leans against the doorframe, softer and more genuine.
“Hey,” Eddie replies, and even that comes out a little breathless.
And how is he supposed to ask Buck about all the ‘I love you’s if he can’t even manage a normal conversation?
“You better not have touched the stove,” Buck murmurs, easy and fond in a way Eddie’d once been afraid they’d lost.
“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Eddie replies, laughing despite himself. He takes the bag of groceries from Buck and begins to unpack it, if for no other reason than to give his hands something to do.
He swears it wasn’t always like this. Even when he’d first realized his feelings for Buck ran a hell of a lot deeper than friendship, he’d been perfectly capable of maintaining the status quo. It’s just– ridiculous, actually, because now that Eddie’s heard Buck say it to everyone else, he’s kind of dying to hear it directed towards him. And apparently wanting that has opened the floodgates to wanting a whole bunch of other things, which Frank says is a good thing, but Eddie’s not so sure because what he really wants is to push Buck up against the wall and–
“What’s going on up here?” Buck asks, suddenly in front of him and tapping his index finger against Eddie’s temple. “You’ve been weird all day.”
Eddie’s instinct is to deflect, but he’d promised Buck and himself that he’d talk about the things that bother him so– “You keep telling everyone you love them,” he blurts.
Buck’s brow furrows, and he takes a step back. “And that’s… a bad thing?”
“No, god, of course not,” Eddie says, catching Buck’s wrist and tugging softly until Buck steps back into his space. “I just…”
A small frown appears on Buck’s lips. His head tips ever so slightly to the right. “Just what?” he asks.
“You keep telling everyone… except me.”
All at once, Buck’s expression turns impossibly fond. “I’ve been seeing Doctor Copeland again,” he says.
“I… know?”
Whatever face Eddie makes at the sudden change in subject must be interesting, because Buck laughs and lifts his hand to drag his thumb across the corner of Eddie’s lips. “I know you know,” he says. “I told her, recently, that sometimes it’s still hard to believe that the people I love, love me too.”
“Buck,” Eddie interrupts, unable to stop himself.
He laughs softly and wriggles his fingers until Eddie gets the message and releases his wrist so he can twine them together with his. “I know,” Buck says, and Eddie thinks yeah, maybe he does.
Eddie nods for him to continue.
“Anyway,” Buck says, “She said that it might help to have concrete reminders. And that if I told people how I felt about them–”
“They’d tell you the same,” Eddie finishes.
“Exactly,” Buck says. “She said it didn’t have to be anything serious, that I could just tell people casually. So, I did.”
“And it’s helping?” Eddie asks.
Buck ducks his head and grins. “Yeah, it’s helping.”
Eddie bites his lip. “I still don’t understand–”
“Why I haven’t said it to you?” Buck looks up from under his lashes.
“Yeah,” Eddie says, a little breathless.
“Two reasons,” Buck says, squeezing Eddie’s fingers.
Eddie squeezes back and waits for him to continue.
“One,” Buck says seriously, “I already believe in you. We– I think we’ve been through too much for me to ever doubt it.”
“I do, you know,” Eddie says, suddenly not caring what it might give away. Suddenly realizing there might not be anything left to be afraid of.
“I know,” Buck says.
“What’s two?”
“Two,” Buck says slowly, like he’s still chewing on the words, “Is that when I tell you how I feel… there’s not going to be anything casual about it.”
“Evan,” Eddie breathes, because that sounds a lot like the beginning of something Eddie’s only just begun to allow himself to want.
“Not yet,” Buck says, smiling a small little half-smile. “But soon?”
“Take your time,” Eddie replies, settling his free hand on Buck’s waist. “I’m not going anywhere.”
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Hermit things that give me serotonin: a compilation
Scar
The way he says "amazing" like "uh-MAYZING"
His mournful laugh when he dies, usually by flying straight into something while in f5 ("nooo-hoo-hoo-hoo!")
"Oh, you RAPSCALLION!"
Jellie taking his chair so he just crouches next to it as if he's sitting
His laugh is like an inhale laugh??? It's weird but really cute
I LOVE watching his timelapses, I just can't get enough of them (He has great music choice too)
Lore for ALL of his builds
Bdubs
"But first, gotta shreep!"
His borderline insane laugh that just comes out of nowhere
When his voice gets really shy and weird when something overwhelms him ("okay! Okiokioki-")
Keysmashing with his voice
"HI HAWSIE!!"
He gets SO violent at the flip of a switch it's so funny
Mentioning his daughters when he builds something that reminds him of them and his voice gets all soft and sweet ❤
The visual gag of instantly stripping to his Rambo outfit anytime something comes up that could even SLIGHTLY warrent it makes me lose my shit
"It's time for....Redstone with Bdubs!!"
Fuckin IMMEDIATE defense every time his height is mentioned
Spam crouching
Mumbo
You can HEAR the smile in his voice when a redstone goes right
His voice in general is just. Good stuff man
He gets much more upbeat and giggly when he talks to another hermit it's the best
Feral chaos that is just funnier by his general appearance
Semi related but he's ironically taught me a lot of fun tricks with stairs in his building videos so props to that
He has no braincell whenever he's not doing redstone and it shows. This man only has one strength otherwise no thoughts head empty
"I'm chuffed to bits over this one!"
Surprisingly really sassy but only to Iskall, they're like bickering siblings it's the best
Serverwide meme, what an icon
Grian
Cold opens that usually start with him doing some mischief
His cackle when he's watching the carnage of one of his pranks
On the flip side, Grian's GENUINE laugh??? When you can hear him lean away from the mic because he's laughing so hard??? GOOD SHIT
"Pesky Bird"
"I did some building off camera" *pans to an entire goddamn build added to his base*
Messing with AFK players
"WHO IS THIS GRAIN CHARACTER???"
His hilarious voice for villagers from element animation is so amazing
*dies abruptly* *moment of silence* *heavy, heavy sigh*
Or, the alternative: *dies abruptly* *extremely high pitched* "WHAT?!"
Acts like a needy boyfriend for Mumbo's attention
Always talks about his cats in videos
Iskall
"Hallo! :D"
I know I've said this for like every hermit but his laugh is SO GOOD
Hermit impressions
"Super, mega, OMEGA, [object] of doom"
LOVES to use English words he enjoys over and over 
Names his redstone machines like they’re pets 
VERY satisfying timelapses because he just speeds up the sound of placing the blocks instead of playing music 
Calling Stress “adorable” and “cute” every time he meets with her 
The FUNNIEST skins 
Dissolving into giggles to the point where he can’t talk while on call with another hermit (usually Mumbo) 
SAVAGE on streams 
Recurring bits (”Iskall-MAN”, his plushy, pogskall) 
Okay this is getting long so I’ll leave it here but I have many more if y’all are interested ^^
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shotofire · 3 years
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Levi Ackerman x Reader
Overview: Levi gets a little too drunk and you’re there to take care of him
Warnings: Cursing, intoxication, mentions of smut
Season: 2 range
This is a fairly recent request, the concept just immediately grabbed my attention. Hope you like it anon!
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There isn’t much time for the older scouts to sit down and drink away. Most of the time alcohol wasn’t even around because no one has the energy to go buy some. It has been a few days since an expedition and no knew information has surfaced to grab their attention. So Hange took it upon herself to go out and buy a big bottle of bourbon for anyone who wanted it.
Of course the younger cadets arent going to get to join the little party, but the higher ups in the survey corps do. You have way too much paper work to rummage through to even think about being apart of it. Sure getting giggly and light on your feet would be nice, but it has to be some other time. Erwin has already been scolding you on how far behind you are, and getting drunk with him would just seem unprofessional.
Levi begged you come along, saying Erwin would let it go for one night. That’s most likely true but you can’t help but think the blondie will keep the situation in the back of his mind, remembering how you picked getting drunk over work. “Don’t have too much fun,” you had joked to Levi and he only rolled his eyes. Truth be told you can’t imagine Levi getting drunk, you haven’t even seen the man drink.
Now you’re sat at your office desk filling out papers and bored out of your mind. The sound of giggling begins to fill your ears from outside the room. Is that... Levi? Sure it sounds like him but there’s no way your Levi would be giggling like a school girl. A heavy knock shakes your door, “Come in.”
The sight is probably one of the weirdest things you’ve ever seen. Erwin is standing there with droopy eyes and Levi is thrown over his shoulder. “What the-“ “Hange is passed out and Levi is about to be right there with her. Now i’m delivering him to you.” It’s obvious that the commander is feeling his drinks as well, but of course he still is being the authority. “Alright then.” Levi is still letting out light laughs, which you have no idea what could be so funny.
Erwin sets him on the floor, and his grey eyes are immediately on you. “Oh, it’s you.” His tone is low and monotone, but then immediately followed by a giggle. “I’m just kidding,” he hiccups, “It’s my love!” You bite your bottom lip to stop yourself from laughing your ass off. Erwin closes the door a little too loudly and Levi jumps a bit, “That man is way too aggressive.” Every remark he says is beyond entertaining.
You look at him from head to toe. His hair is sticking up in every direction, his eyes are glazed over, and a lopsided smile if stuck to his lips. He left the room with a buttoned up shirt that is now completely open and hanging off his right shoulder. “Did you have fun?” You ask with a quirked brow as you walk towards him. “Yes! Yes! I did, Hange and I danced on top of her desk. Then Erwin told us to calm down, so she jumped on him.” You really wish you could’ve witnessed that.
“That sounds great, now let’s get to bed.” Levi groans dramatically at your words before falling onto his back, now laying flat on the floor. “But the party barely got started and Erwin ended it. Now you’re trying to make me sleep?!” He let’s out a groan of frustration.
Drunk Levi has crossed your mind a few times but you never imagined he’d act like this. Voice high-pitched and childlike mannerisms, it’s all not very Levi Ackerman. “How about we just lay in bed together then? No sleeping.” He wiggles his brows at your words, “We can do moreee in the bed.” He let’s out a hiccup followed by another giggle. “You’re just something else tonight, Ackerman.”
You grab his hands and pull so that he’s sitting up. “Can you help me out by getting up? I’ll help you walk to the bed.” There’s still a smile on his face as he stands up, nearly toppling over. You’re quick to wrap one of your arms around his waist and guide him to your shared bed. He falls face down onto the mattress before pulling himself up to his pillow. “If I throw up is that okay?” His face is still stuffed against the pillow. “If you make it to the bathroom, then yes.”
Levi rolls towards your side, finally showing his face. He stares at you with droopy eyes and he’s blinking at a slow rate. “You’re so pretty.” A blush creeps onto your face at his words. “Everytime I look at you I wonder how someone can be soo so sooo beautiful.” Sure Levi was a sweet boyfriend and makes sure to compliment you, but it’s never like this. “You’re very kind,” you say with the blush only increasing.
“Lay with me.” You do as he says, laying down next to him. He smells of bourbon, especially his breath, but you don’t mind. “I have to tell you something, don’t get mad at me,” he fiddles with his fingers, “I, uh, may have told Erwin and Hange that you’re good at giving head.” Your eyes widen and you sit up quickly, looking at his smiley face. “They were telling sex stories so I had to join in! And mine were better than there’s so it’s a good thing!” Hes so confident in his reasoning that you can’t help but laugh.
“It’s fine, they probably won’t even remember.” He surprises you when his arms wrap around your middle, squeezing lightly. “I love you so fucking much, how did I get so lucky?” His mind is all over the place, which is expected right now. “I love you more.” He gasps at your words and you look at his shocked expression, how dramatic. “How dare you say that?! I’m the one with more love here!” “Fine, you have more love.”
Levi smiles, feeling accomplished, before dropping his head onto your lap. “You know, I feel like I could go ten rounds right now. Wanna try?” He’s a horny drunk as well. Instead of answering you start to scratch at his scalp, and he lets out a way too erotic moan. His talking comes to a stop and his eyes close, basking in the feeling of your nails against his skin.
“Can you touch me somewhere else,” he grumbles. Such a hormonal man. “Later, when you’re normal.” “Fine by me.” Soon your touch has him drifting off, a goofy smile still on his lips. You’ve decided you like drunk Levi, and next time you’re definitely joining in on the fun.
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