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pearldog30 · 1 year

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Eyes on me.

All right my nasty Gremlins y'all are getting fed today. y'all are getting the spicy ghost fic, That I've had in the works. That took way too long because your girl got an upper respiratory infection and is slowly dying but we don't let that stop us. (Also @simonsdoll that slut heard this idea and forced me into writing it so thank her, for feeding y'all's nastiness.) This is also going to be a very long one so buckle up.

Simon ghost Riley x F reader

18+

Other works 👉Master list

Warnings| fingering, masturbation, bruising, praising, degrading, deepthroating, alcohol, P&V SEX.

(mahaha my lil thirsty hoes y'all are welcome for that. Pinterest came in clutch)

walking out of the steamy shower, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around your dripping body. lightly dabbing yourself dry, wiping your wat feet off on the rug beneath, you. pulling the wet strands of hair out of your face, back up into the messy bun. walking out of your master bathroom, and entering your lightly dim master bedroom. huffing out a relief sigh to yourself, happy you're finally clean, and your body's relaxed from the rough day you had. Simon really knew how to help you unwind, and relax from those days. a nice cozy dinner, a bottle of wine is just what you needed.

Softly walking next to your nightstand. turning your head to your part of the bed, looking down at the clothes Simon had laid out for you, while you were in the shower. most of the time you didn't even ask him to do it, he just did it himself when he was home. knowing you like to curl up in bed as soon as possible. taking a closer look examining at the clothes Simon had chose for you that night, noticing it's one of his big t-shirts, looking around confused on why you didn't have underwear there. he always grabbed underwear with it, so why wasn't there any there now? Instead of stressing too much about it. you just figured he must have forgot, or something, unwrapping the towel from your body, drying yourself off the rest of the way. tossing the towel somewhere on the floor, grabbing his way overly sized t-shirt, for you putting it on your much smaller frame. relaxing your body once again at the way his scent covers you, from his T-shirt. you always loved when he picked out your clothes after shower. it was always one of his t-shirts that smelled like him, that smelled comforting, relaxing, safe, like home. because well truth of the matter is, he is your home.

Turning away from your bed. making your way over to your dresser, to pull out a fresh pair of underwear. catching the door softly open in the corner of your eye, turning your head to be met with none other than Simon Riley himself. leaning heavily, yet softly, against the door frame. in nothing but gray sweatpants, while his dog tags jingle from his neck, resting on his broad chest. And then resting in his left hand a glass of bourbon, his favorite classic alcohol beverage, in such an inexpensive glass that you bought him for his birthday. his brown eyes catching yours. but there's something off about the look in his eyes. it screams dominance, passion, hunger. Looking you up and down like you're pray waiting to be turned into a meal.

Resting more of his body weight, on the door frame making it crack a little sound. watching you intently, as you turn back to your dresser drawer pulling out a fresh pair of clean underwear, out of your shared dresser. You hear him clear his throat "ah what do you think you're doing" confused. turning your gaze, back to his. "uhh grabbing underwear" standing back up to his full intimidating height. "darling there's a reason why there wasn't. put them back" he says. demanding in a Stern, yet gentle, voice. Obeying, you do as you're told closing the drawer. humming happily to himself that you obeyed him. he walks up to you letting his free hand meet the palm of your back.

Guiding you to follow him, you do. and he brings you to his side of the bad. Bringing his hand from your back down to your ass, giving it one good squeeze. Before gesturing you up, to your king size bed. you have to do a little jump to sit on the edge of it. watching you, he can't help but think how God damn cute and "innocent" you are. he points his finger at you gesturing you to stay, as he turns his back to you, to sit on the little loveseat. that y'all have in the corner of the room, facing towards the bed. directly towards you! feeling your cheeks heat up, knowing his gaze is heavily on you, watching your every move, watching your chest rise, and fall. he sits in the chair leaning back, groaning to himself. relax, man spreading as much as possible in the small chair, making him look even bigger. You look down to where his hands both come to meet in his lap. still holding his bourbon, but now with both hands cupping the cup, making it look child size.

Clearing his throat, maintaining eye contact. his eyes burning through your soul. "Spread them" he says, in a serious tone. You knew what that meant. Adjusting yourself on the bed a bit, you move your legs wide for him. Seeing your wet, throbbing, cnut. As his oversized shirt lightly dangles over his view. Making his mouth water, and you can tell the bulge in his pants is getting bigger, tightening the fabric around him. Licking his lips hungrily at the site, adjusting himself properly on the chair. resting his elbow and his drink on the side arm of it.

"fuck" he huffs under his breath scratching his chin with his other hand "rub that perfect little clit for me" cheeks heating up even more at that statement. Slowly moving your arm down to your soaking cunt. As you have your other behind you, keeping you sitting up, To keep your eyes on him. Your fingers finding their way to your slit, rubbing the wetness from your hole, all around. before slowly making your way up to your clit, rubbing small circles around the throbbing sensitive nub. Tilting your head at the small pleasure, that was introduced, moaning as you continue your slow, gentle, rubs around your throbbing area.

"AY come on, eyes on me darling" rough, husky, voice. snaps you out of your own thoughts. Staring into his eyes, pleading to let you introduce a finger, or speed up the process needing more pressure, speed, instead of keeping you at this edging slow, he has you. "Come on doll rub that clit, like how it was meant to be rubbed" he says. knowing you need more speed, friction, to really get to that high. And you eagerly jump to that opportunity, more than happy that you're allowed to chase your orgasm a lot quicker. "Fu- fuck Simon" you moan out, Slowly becoming lost again in your own thoughts. "I know you wish it was me, right now between your legs" he says with a chuckle in his voice, knowing full well what his voice alone, does to you. "I-.. I do" you respond. still keeping your eyes on him. afraid if your eyes leave, he'll make the pleasure stop. "Well too damn bad slut. it needs to be earned" turning his head to take a sip of his bourbon. watching you intently, as you slowly come apart with just your fingers, and his voice.

Before you could get too close he stops you. "Fuck yourself" and with that, your other arm you had behind you leaning yourself up with. now you're back fully laying against the mattress, legs still spread wide for him to see. As you now take your free hand, slowly moving it down to your soaking wet entrance. the other still rubbing circles on your clit. Your fingers slowly find their way to your entrance spreading the wetness around, before you insert a finger. "Ah you better take that hand away from your clit. I just want to see that pretty little soaking hole of yours being fucked!" your hesitant, to stop the motion, and Pace, you had going. afraid to lose the high you've been chasing. but you contemplated it, too long before his voice snaps you back. "you heard what I said, quit being a needy whore." whimpering, you slowly move your hand away from your clit, your hand finding its way to the sheets gripping hard. As your other hand inserts 2 fingers going in and out of you so smoothly, picking up the pace fuckin yourself quickly, to get back to that high.

Arching your back, whimpering, and moaning. Happy that your high is finally coming back. You hear Simon, "atta girl, just like that" (me casually staring at doll in the corner 👀)

"Sh- shit Simon I... 'm sooo closeee pleasess let mmm- me cummm-" you moan out loudly "aww fuckk baby cum for me, keep on fuckin that tight little hole for me." he moans out in pleasure. Turning your head a bit. you get a view of his lap, and it brings you even closer, making your mouth water at the site. The bulge is even bigger than before, and you can see a little dark wet spot on his pants, clearly where his tip is bulging the most. begging for freedom, to be touched. Not even realizing, you're somehow fuckin yourself even faster than before, eyes still locked on his Major bulge. "Damn you fuckin needy ass slut, looking at my lap are you? wishing it was my cock fuckin you, don't you" he says knowing what he's doing to you. and that's what broke you, arching your back off the bed, getting the familiar feeling of your stomach tightening. "fu- fu fuck I.. I'm cu. Cuminnnn" you cry out. as you can feel your cum dripping down your fingers, soaking the sheet beneath you. Simon watching you intently, as you come apart. Moving your hand up to your mouth, sucking your cum off your fingers teasing Simon. Making him grunt in response. While he takes yet another sip of his bourbon, trying to quenches his thirst, that seems to never leave.

Quickly moving both your arms behind you to keep you up. breathing heavily, slowly coming down from your high. You turned to Simon looking at him with euphoria, heavy eyes, catching his gaze he looks down. he slowly lifts his hips up, pushing down his sweatpants, to his knees. revealing he's massive erect, throbbing, cock. hitting his stomach the second it's free, making a little slap sound. And you can see the absurd amount of precum, dripping down from his bright red tip and onto his stomach. you can see that his entire length, as well is covered in precum. He really is a messy boy. Looking back up at you, moving his hand gesturing you to come to him. And you do so jumping off the bed slowly, wobbling towards him. Standing between his spread legs looking down at him, WHAT A FUCKIN A SITE TO TAKE IN, and you do so for a few seconds photographing the image to memory.

"get on your fuckin knees" He commands. and you do so without hesitation. Adjusting himself forward catching his lips with yours, you can feel from that kiss how hungry he really is. Shoving his tongue down your throat, you can taste the strong bourbon of his tongue. While he's hungerly trying to get the taste of your arousal in his mouth. Pulling away for air, he pushes you back down near his lap. As he sits back in his seat. Looking at you intently, as you take his big cock in your hands, jacking him slowly. before you, take your tongue from the bottom of his shaft, licking all the way up to his throbbing messy tip. licking his slit that's covered in precum, before you slowly put your soft lips around him, sucking him. then pulling away to savor his taste, licking your lips, to make sure you get all of it. he softly moans at the site, turning him on even more. at the way there's a long string of precum connecting your tongue to his tip. "Fuck pet! you have no idea how good you look, at the way you take my cock. fuck you'll look even better when I ruin you....!" he moans out. And his words send a shiver up your spine. knowing at any given moment, he could stop your light teases, and fuck you senseless.

Continuing your light teases, dragging your tongue back at the base of his dick, dragging your tongue up across the thick, long, vein he has. from his shaft all the way up to near the tip. moaning softly at the way he taste. feeling how lubricated his cock is from the mix of his precum, and your saliva, sending you into a trance from the taste. "Fuckin hell" he moans out. Knowing he's starting to grow tired of your teasing, but you ignore his warning sign continuing your painfully slow pace.

Already having enough of your shit. He swiftly grabs fistfuls of your hair without warning, or hesitation, shoving his cock down your throat. making you gag in response, tears forming at the corner of your eyes. Chuckling to himself, It didn't matter how many times you took his cock down your throat. it was a challenge every. Single. time. just like how he fucked you. And he found a sense of pride in it. knowing he could be the only one that you could never get used to no matter how many times you took him. Pulling you off his cock by your hair, looking down at you, as if to pity you. eyes darker than usual. Seeing that there's a mix of precum/saliva rolling down your chin, dripping onto your chest. making little dark spots on the fabric of his shirt, that is still on your body. Groaning lowly to himself.

Freeing his one hand from your hair, moving it up to where his bourbon was resting on the side arm of the chair. taking a quick swing of it before forcing your mouth open, spitting it into your mouth. forcing you to swallow, Burning your throat from The unexpected alcohol taste. Before forcing you back down onto his cock. The taste of alcohol, and precum, filling your taste buds. You hear him moaning again from the pleasure that was reintroduced. "I bet you love the way my dick taste" as he Swiftly face fuckeds you, catching his own high. "Ye...ah j- just like thattt hmm.. f-uckkk sooo gooood" he moans out, tightening your hair in his fists. bucking his hips into you, your nose meeting the very base of his dick. Making you gag, and cry out. From the fast, forcefully, Pace he has going shoving his entire cock down your throat over, and over, and over, again. Struggling to catch your breath, while you have a mouthful of him. You feel his cock starting to twitch, his thrust becoming sloppier, moaning, and grunting, getting louder.

He forces you down on his cock one more time. Before you feel his release feeling your throat, practically drowning you in his cum. "Fuckkkkkk m- I'm cum-in go good girl... ta-..ke mme take Allll.. o f of me" you can feel his seed running down your chin, struggling to swallow all of it. He sloppily pulls you off of him. Catching his breath, while you lick your lips trying to make sure his seed doesn't go to waste. Looking up at him with teary eyes, he catches your glance and you can tell this isn't over yet.

He pushes you back, to stand up from the chair making you fall backwards. Reaching his hand down to help you up. as he pulls his sweatpants off the rest of the way, Leaving him completely bare. Pulling you up, with one good motion pulling you into his chest. as his other hand comes down to meet your ass giving it one good slap, making you jump. "Come on baby" he says lowly. Before picking you up, with ease. Catching his starved lips with yours, while he walks over to the bed throwing you down on it. Making you squeal, as his hands find their way under your shirt, roaming your body. No matter how many times he seen it, has his hands over it. he is still mesmerized by it, making him fall a little more each time.

Lingering his hands up your body, finding your tits giving them a good squeeze before. His thumb rubs over your nipple making them hard, playing with them gently. Muttering to himself "s- so per.. perfect" you can feel him getting hard again against your inner thigh. As his lips find their way to yours, your taste buds being met with his bourbon breath. Growing impatient. he breaks the kiss, ripping his shirt off of you, pulling back, from the sloppy kiss. meeting his gaze with a surprise expression on your face. "Sorry love, you can't enjoy art if it's being covered." he says cocky. before he moves his head down, his lips meeting with your hard nipple. circling his tongue around it, soaking it, in his saliva. Making You moan out in pleasure. " Fuck Simon, please just fuck me" you say growing impatient. feeling him rock hard against you, teasing your slit. as he goes down on your breast licking, and sucking, them. "What was that didn't hear you" he says between licks. licking, and sucking, your nipple. as his other hand squeezes your breasts tightly. You cry out again "fu-ck pleaseess just fuck m. Me" begging, wanting to relieve the pressure that's growing between your thighs.

He then flips you on your stomach. head buried in the sheets, ass up. "Fuckkk such a perfect view" he whispersed. before he gives one good stinging slap to your ass, making you gasp. Seeing how wet you are, dripping down your thighs. taking his hand and spreading it around your heated, sensitive, cunt for lubrication. Making you whimper at his touch, where you need him the most. "fu-ck si your handsss feel s soo go-od" you moan trying to enjoy his hands rubbing up and down your slit, "and my cock will feel even better" he teases. Pushing his tip in making you gasp, at the unexpected stretch. A little painful, but pleasurable, each time. He goes inch by inch in your tight soaking walls. grunting from the tightness, and the pleasure, it breaks him. Grabbing your hips tight, almost enough to draw blood, with both his hands. Where you know there will be dark purple bruises in the morning, but you didn't care you loved it, every second of it, even the aftermath.

After easing you on him. he then unexpectedly pulls out all the way pounding into you with such Force, jolting you forward a bit. but bringing you back to him with his such strong grip. Making you cry out"aww si Sim-on" shushing you. before you could carry on. "I know baby I feel so damn good. Don't lie, come on you can take me, can't you?" Knowing you're slowly drowning in your thoughts, getting drunk on his cock" YE..SS SIRR" you scream out loud. from him picking up the pace even more. "Good girl call me that, that's what I like to hear"

Panting, grunting, moaning, skin slapping together, bouncing off the walls filling your ears. You both didn't realize how much you loved these moments, after him being gone for months at a time. Then removing his hand from your hip, and giving your ass another slap. putting it back where it was. You could sense he was getting close from how eager he is, and the way his grip on you tightened. Removing his hand again trailing up your back, sending shippers throughout your entire body. His hand reaching your hair pulling you back up against him. his chest right up against your back. Feeling his hot breath, on your neck slowly itching up to your ear "fuck you don't know how fuckin tight you feel on my cock, almost like you were made for me. Well fuck you were made for me, and only me." He says deeply, and possessively. His teeth coming to make contact, with your shoulder biting down making you yelp. Happy with himself knowing your helpless, your in his grasp, at his mercy.

removes his other hand from your hip, moving it down to your clip, rubbing small circles. making you shake from the overstimulation he's bringing on you. "Plea..ssseee.. I need it" struggling to get the words out. knowing he's messing with you, " I know love I know but do you think you can take me a little deeper" before he adjusts himself so he's all the way in, you feeling him poke out at your stomach. Making you gas, and moan. Removing his hand from your hair, slowly dragging it across your body, down to your stomach. so he can feel himself pounding into you, lightly pressing his hand down where is cock is bulging at your stomach. so you can get to your high quicker.

Feeling his thrust getting sloppy. knowing he's getting closer to his high, as he rubs your clit faster so you can cum at the same time. "Si I..m soo so close" you say, trying to gather your thoughts as he keeps on pounding so desperately. "Meee t o.. lo-ve I- I knowww, he says panting. Trying to keep up the pace, feeling him twitch in you, hitting the right spot, that made that string in your stomach snap. "FU- FUCK SIM-ONNN I'..M CUMINGGGG" screaming out. leaning into his chest more, than you thought you had. Feeling him, come undone at the same time, feeling your walls be painted a beautiful white. "A..www Good da-mn it f-ck just likeee th--at... you fe..ell s so good"

As he pushes the both of you forward, hand quickly coming down to catch the both of you before he crushes you beneath him. Adjusting himself upward, slowly pulling out of you, seeing his beautiful artwork smiling to himself. Then locking his arms around you, slamming himself on the bed, with you close to his chest. as he pulls a blanket over both of you "that was so good" you say sleepishly eyes closed. Him giving you an agreeing hum, before watching you drift off to sleep.

And that's going to be the end for this filth, I hope you all enjoyed it this took me way too long. As always I hope you are having a good/night day wherever You are. reblogs and comments are always appreciated 🖤(sideblog @pearldog)

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harunayuuka2060 · 1 year

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Malleus, witnessing MC being chased by Pomefiore students:

Pomefiore students: Come back here, Your Majesty!

MC: ACCCCKKK!!! Leave me alone!!!

Silver, standing next to Malleus: Sir, are you not going to help them?

Malleus, smiles: No. In fact, I'm waiting for them to be caught.

Silver: May I know why, sir?

Malleus: Schoenheit wants to give them a makeover.

Silver: ...

Malleus, chuckles: That's what they get for telling him that they would attend the premiere wearing a box over their head.

Silver: That's—

MC: NOooooooooooOO!!!

Malleus: Oh. I think they're done.

Vil: Hm. Not bad.

MC, wearing a dress: *flaps its sleeves*

Vil, smacks their head lightly: Don't do that.

Malleus, laughs:

Vil, scoffs: Anyway, there's going to be an interview after this. I'm hoping that you have prepared yourself.

MC: Can I wear a box over my head?

Vil, frowns: No.

Malleus, holding a box:

Vil: Put that away, Draconia.

The host, couldn't hold back her laughter because MC's wearing a box over their head with a smiley on it:

Vil, frowns at them:

The host: Are you aware that Vil is frowning at you right now?

MC: Yes. But I don't see him so it's probably fine.

Vil, stood up from his seat, ready to remove the box from their head:

MC, stood up as well:

Vil: Sit.

MC: No.

Vil, tries to approach them:

MC, already running:

The host and the audience, laughing:

Vil: Come back here!

MC: Mahaha!

Epel: The TV series has become even more famous after the interview with MC.

Rook: No one would really call that an interview, but it was quite obvious that Roi de Poison has enjoyed himself.

Epel, smiles: It matches his character in the story.

Rook: Oh, it doesn't match him. He is the character.

Vil: I won't be going to attend Night Raven College for a while. But I do hope that you'll visit me on set if you have free time.

MC: Sure. As long as you don't ask me to wear a dress.

Vil: Hmph. I've learned that dresses won't stop you from running.

MC, laughs:

Malleus: We've enjoyed our time today, Schoenheit.

Vil: Sure, you did.

Malleus, chuckles: Please forgive me about the box.

Vil: Hmph.

#twisted wonderland #twst malleus #twst vil #twst silver #twst mc #twst epel #twst rook #housewardens' friend

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xx-amphibian-puke-xx · 2 months

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My silly oc...

#dumb #my art #digital art #ocs #nu metal #mahaha #monster boy oc #y2k #blockbuster #korn #i love him but I gotta relearn how to draw him #mall goth

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symphony-of-the-mint · 9 months

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awww he got a toy :D wuh.......wait.............did he kill someone o_o who is that.............

robyn belongs to @alchememe-chan

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coughrat · 10 months

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MAHAHA Solar/ Nice eclipse and Lunar in dresses!

@moonlit-dreamers For you and story :p

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kusuguricafe · 3 months

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MC used tickle! It's super effective!

A/N: shoutout to @cxra-melty for the inspiration 💜

Summary: Kieran needs a little cheering up and MC and their minccino are eager to help!

Characters: lee!Kieran, ler!MC

“Hey, Kieran!”

Kieran looked up to see MC walking towards him and waving, with a minccino riding on their hat.

“Oh! Hey there, MC!”

They sat down next to him and minccino climbed down off of MC’s hat onto Kieran’s lap.

“Hi, minccino,” Kieran scratched behind her ears. She melted into his touch, delighted. “Aren’t you cute?” He looked back up at MC. “Did you catch her recently? I don’t think I’ve seen you with her before.”

“Yes, I did! I caught her in the Polar Biome for Drayton’s challenge, and we’ve grown quite fond of each other ever since. Her name is Cappuccino!”

“Chino, chino!”

“She’s very sweet.”

Cappuccino jumped back to MC and climbed up onto their shoulder. “She likes to be up high.”

Kieran smiled halfheartedly. “All Pokémon just love you, don’t they?” He looked at his feet.

“I wouldn’t say all…”

They sat in silence for a moment.

“I…” MC started, “I want to apologize.”

Kieran looked up at them.

“I shouldn’t have lied to you. That wasn’t okay, and I’m really so—”

“I’m sorry too! I’ll never lash out at you like that ever again. I promise!”

“I know. It’s okay, and I forgive you.”

“I forgive you too.”

MC smiled. “Can… Can I have a hug?”

“Oh! Y-yeah…”

The two leaned in and embraced each other. After a moment, Cappuccino crawled over to Kieran’s shoulder and nuzzled into his neck.

“Eek! H-hey!”

“I’m not doing anything…?”

They let go and MC saw that Cappuccino had found a new perch.

“Chichi! Chichi!”

“Aw, I think she likes you!”

“Mrrmph-! T-tell her to stahap, w-would you?”

“Wait, are you—”

“N-no!”

Cappuccino paused to look at MC. Kieran let out the breath he was apparently holding in.

“Hmm, I think I know something that might cheer you up.”

“Wha-?”

“Cappuccino, use tickle!”

“Chi! Chichichichichichichichi!”

Cappuccino rapidly swished her tail back and forth against Kieran’s neck and ears. When he scrunched his neck and shoulders to protect himself, she would crawl to the other side.

“Ah! Ahahahaha nohoho! S-stahahahahahahap ihihit!”

Kieran didn’t want to accidentally hurt her, so he just sat there, giggling, fists clenched in his lap.

“I was right! Now let’s see… Are you ticklish here?” MC gently poked Kieran’s tummy.

“Nahahahahahat you too!”

“Sounds like a yes. How about riiight here?” They wiggled a finger in his belly button.

“EEEHE! NohohOHOhooo!”

Cappuccino wagged her tail under his chin.

“Ehehehe *snort* I- *snort* stAHAHAHA!”

MC laughed along with him. “What about these ribs of yours?” They kneaded his lower ribs with their thumbs and Kieran shook his head and kicked his feet out.

“Chichichi!”

Wanting to help MC, Cappuccino slipped under Kieran’s shirt and clung to his bicep as she swiped her tail over his right armpit.

“W-whaAAHAHAHA! G-gehet oUT of-eEHEHEHE!”

“You have a really cute laugh, you know,” MC commented, still tickling his ribcage.

Kieran blushed.

Cappuccino then crawled down his torso, came out the bottom of his shirt and sat on his left knee.

“Chino!”

“What is it?” MC asked Cappuccino, “Do you have an idea?”

“Chino, chino!”

Cappuccino held on to Kieran’s thigh and swished her tail against the underside of his knee.

“N-no! Not my knehehehEHEHEES! I’m rehEHEHEHEALLY t-tihihicklish thehehEHEHERE!”

“Good work, Cappuccino! It’s super effective!”

“Shuhut uhuhup! You’re worse than CahahAHAHAHA! WAIHAIHAIHAIHAIT!”

MC joined in, squeezing above Kieran’s kneecaps and holding his legs still with their own while Cappuccino hopped back and forth between his legs, brushing her tail against his inner thighs and the undersides of his knees.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHA! P-PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE! DOHOHOHOHON’T! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!”

“Don’t stop? You got it!”

“NoohOOOHOHO-AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! IHAHAI’M GONNA DIHIHIEEEEHEHEHE! MAHAHA! MEHEHEHERCY! MER-HAHAHA-HERHERHERCY!”

“Alright, Cappuccino, that’s enough.”

“Chino…”

Disoriented, Kieran leaned over onto MC’s lap and gasped for air.

“Ehehehe.. haha… ahahaha…”

MC patted his head. “You alright?”

“Yeaha…”

Cappuccino clambered over Kieran and climbed back up MC’s arm onto their shoulder. MC continued to soothe Kieran by lightly scratching his scalp, which he appeared to enjoy. They stayed like that for a few minutes until MC stopped and Kieran finally came out of his daze.

“Wha- When did I get on your lap??”

“Don’t worry about it,” MC said reassuringly, “I don’t mind.”

Embarrassed, he sat up and avoided MC’s gaze. He twiddled his hair in his fingers.

“Thanks.”

“For what?”

“F-for tickling me… I haven’t been tickled in a while, and, so uh… it was nice.”

“Oh, I’m glad!”

“Yeah.” Kieran peeked at MC and smiled, genuinely.

“Feel free to ask any time. Right, Cappuccino?”

“…”

Kieran stopped hiding his face and turned towards the pair. “Looks like she fell asleep.”

“I’m surprised you didn’t, after that.”

“I almost did, you have a magic touch. No wonder your Pokémon love your pets so much!”

#tickling #tickle fic #kieran #lee!kieran #mc #ler!mc #pokémon #pokémon scarlet and violet #pokémon scarlet and violet dlc #the hidden treasure of area zero #the teal mask #the indigo disk #princess scrawlings

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blaaamboozle · 21 days

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Hey, wooow is that a demon Aaadam?? Anyway, I wanted to make my version of demon Adam for a while now but it took a while to even think of what he'd look like. Until I thought about how in Hell, they take on attributes of things they hated or felt insecure about, so..Adam hating demons and sinners to the point of being disgusted by them, I thought that he should take on a more demon look and have the whole bat wings, horns and allll. I also really like that he has his halo but it's all black and melting in a way. But finally some Adam, he's so good ugh I love him. Such an asshole..speaking of assholes. What if I (attempted) to draw Mammon?? I was thinking about it. So I might to it, also I might post some more ponies here soon mahaha!!!!

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel redesign #hazbin adam #hazbin demon adam

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duckymcdoorknob · 7 months

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𝓣𝓲𝓬𝓴𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓭𝓪𝔂 4: 𝓦𝓮𝓪𝓴 𝓢𝓹𝓸𝓽

Ah, the stinkies 😍

Loving these writings so far :3

Sorry I’m late y’all! A bitch needs some beddy time every now and again.

Tags: @rachi-roo (THANK YOU FOR THE HELP!!!) @chrimsss @giggly-squiggily

—this do have tickles below the cut ngl—

Out of all of the fighting that Magna and Luck did, it was a bit shocking when the hyperactive blonde had suggested a day off from battles between the two. Instantly, Magna was on his case like a detective.

“Who are you, and what have you done with my friend?” The mohawked mage asked with a cocked eyebrow.

“Still me! Still Luck, just Luck with an ouchie.” The boy replied, holding his shoulder and turning his arm. The grimace on his face couldn’t be ignored, and Magna frowned.

“An ‘ouchie’, eh? What’d you do?” Magna stepped toward the blonde, only to have him jump back with an angry look. “What?”

“No! You’re gonna be mean to me!” The lightning mage replied with a pout.

“I’m not gonna-“

“No! You’re gonna come twist my arm and call me a baby, so just go away! It’s not that bad, we can fight again tomorrow,” Luck whined.

Magna laid a gentle hand on the boy’s shoulder and applied a quarter ounce of pressure. Luck instantly opened his mouth with hitched breath as his hand shot up to grab the latter’s.

“Hey, ow!” The boy hissed.

“Not that bad, my ass,” the flame mage sneered, placing a hand on Luck’s back. “Come on, let’s go get you some of Charmy’s food, and get you resting up.”

The cheery berserker followed in defeat, not knowing how to handle being out of commission.

—

After listening to his teammate and taking a nap, and eating a dish made by Charmy, he was feeling a lot better. The boy woke up with bright eyes and a big smile as he heard a knock on his door.

“How you holdin’ up, bud?” Magna entered with a patent grin, sitting down next to him on the bed.

“Much better! My shoulder must’ve just been in a weird place when I slept or something. Go ahead and test me, I’m cured!”

A brilliant idea of vengeanceto check on his friend’s shoulder brought a smile to the mohawked boy’s lips. “Healed, eh? You want me to test it? Here, lay down flat.”

A prideful grin tugged on Luck’s face as he flopped into his bed, face down. “Give me your worst, I can take it!”

“Oh I’m planning to…” Magna muttered menacingly as he cracked his knuckles. “Let’s see how much you can handle, big shot.” He sat atop of Luck’s bottom, just shy of the boy’s lower back.

“Wait! That’s not what I-” The blonde whined as he tried to kick his way upward. “Hey! Come on- EEP! Mahahahagnahaha! Nohohoho!”

“Oh? I thought you wanted me to do my worst! I’m just checking on your shoulder, that’s all.” Magna cooed as he pinched a “massage” over Luck’s shoulders.

The lightning mage whined as he buried his head into his comforter, trying hard to ignore the ticklish shockwaves being sent through his shoulderblades. “Cohohohome ohohohon! Nahahat fahahahair!”

“Are you sure your shoulder’s better? What about the rest of you?” The flame mage teased, grabbing one of Luck’s arms and holding it over his head. “You think that’s not fair? Try this.”

Blue eyes widened when the lightning mage felt a sudden, unbearable feeling in his lower ribs. “WAITWAITWAIT MAHAHAHAGNAHAHAHA! HYEHEHEHAHAHA!”

“Ohhhh! Magna found a good spot, huh? Gonna getcha, Lucky!” Magna sing-songed as he tweaked his teammate’s ribs. “Now I know a way to put you in your place when you piss me off!”

“NOHOHOHO MAHAHA—snort— MAHAHAGNAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEASE!”

The flame mage stopped in shocked awe. “Dude! Did you just snort?!”

Luck whined as he buried his head further into the blanket. “L-Leheheave mehehe alohohohohoooooone. Dohohohont behehehe mehehehean.”

“Mean? Oh Luck…” in a quick move, Magna had stood up and flipped the boy onto his back, capturing both wrists in one hand and holding them above his head. “I’m your worst nightmare.”

Little pops of lightning flickered through the room, accentuating the young mage’s frantic giggles as his teammate went in for the kill.

With face flushed and eyes squeezed shut, Luck threw his head back and snorted like a madman as Magna blew raspberry after raspberry all over his torso, infatuated by the adorable sound.

But if you asked him, Luck didn’t seem to mind at all.

🎃————♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎————🎃

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