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eyesofshinigami · 3 months

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Through Blood and Through Tears (I'm Still Here)

Rating: M

CW: None

Tags: Established relationship, Sexual Content, Top Eddie, Bottom Steve, Mentions of Steve's Bad Parents, Mentions of Eddie's Bad Parents, Itty bitty angst

Prompt: "Love is wanting to know everything about what makes up the person you're in love with, even the difficult stuff" from Anon.

WC: 1007

Written for @steddielovemonth Day 3

Sometimes being known is terrifying.

Eddie and Steve fell together not long after everything fell apart and was haphazardly sewn back together, including each other. How could they not, finding comfort in someone who understood, who got it. Neither of them had to explain the scars, the nightmares, the little quirks and tics they’ve picked up from the trauma they’ve suffered. They also knew the other ugly parts of the other. Late night talks when neither of them could sleep were good for that. Eddie learned about how scared Steve is to be left behind, to never be loved for who he was and not what he could do for the other person. And in turn, Eddie cracked open his own chest and let Steve see the twists of his own heart. How Eddie wants to escape because he doesn’t know how not to run away from the things that scare him, how he may seem like he doesn’t care, but in fact he cares so much it suffocates him.

Sometimes Eddie is scared that this might be the only reason they’re together. It’s easier to be with someone who doesn’t ask questions, whose scars mirror his own so that he doesn’t have to come up with a reason for why he looks the way he does. Or why his demons don’t always come at night, sometimes in the middle of the store or when Steve has him pinned against the bed. Maybe it’s convenience, maybe its just simpler this way.

But then Eddie remembers the way it feels when Steve kisses him, hot and wet and perfect. He remembers how it feels when Steve listens to him ramble about the chords he learned or the book he read yesterday. He thinks about the way he loves how excited Steve gets about learning new recipes to make for them, or how good it feels to curl up on the couch together and watch movies until they both fall asleep.

He thinks about the way that their bodies move together under the moonlight. How Eddie never flinches when Steve’s hands roam across the damaged canvas of Eddie’s skin, touching each scar with a reverence like his boyfriend is worshipping at an altar. How Steve lets Eddie into his heart, into his body, rocking into each other over and over again until it bursts into pleasure that makes them forget for a little while.

It's the sweaty press of bodies, curled around each other to fight back against the nightmares they both can’t outrun.

It’s talk of how they plan to get out of this town, away from prying eyes and whispered words and too small minds. It’s shared fears about never amounting to anything, to being the sum of all the shitty things their fathers ever said about them. Steve’s scared he can’t escape from Richard Harrington’s shadow and Eddie’s scared that he’ll be trapped by the deeds of Al Munson for the rest of his life.

They are more than the sum of their fathers, they remind each other with kisses and touches and whispered words in the middle of the night.

So they make plans. They talk of where to go from here, what place will the safest to land once they get their feet under them. Eddie wants to go to California, Steve is happy with Chicago. They bicker and argue but it always ends with them deciding home will be wherever the other is, and that’s good enough for now.

It won’t ever be perfect, Eddie knows. They’re both stubborn fucks with scars inside and out, and sometimes that turns into yelling and words they don’t mean. Even then, they don’t let the ugly parts win, they come back together and try to fix what cracked but didn’t break. They’re both learning, figuring out how to navigate this thing that’s still so new but feels like a forever kind of love.

Eddie contemplates all of this in the dark, pressed up against Steve and tracing the softness of his lover’s skin beneath his fingertips. They’re both broken, both a little ugly, but somehow their jagged edges of each other fit in a way that Eddie doesn’t always understand but refuses to question. It just is.

“Nightmare?” Steve asks, voice hoarse with sleep. He turns over and presses against Eddie, the lines of their bodies touching everywhere they can.

“Nope. Just thinking about how much I love you,” Eddie replies. It might be a bit too early to say now, too raw, but he can’t keep it in. He loves Steve, all of him, even the parts that are ugly and broken and kept hidden away.

Steve smiles, pulling him into a kiss. He feels Steve open underneath him, legs spread and his cock hard as they rub against each other. It’s not long until Eddie’s breathless, full of love and want for the man beneath him. He reaches down to rub across where he’d been inside Steve hours earlier, finding him still wet and open. “Yeah?” he asks, even as Steve bucks up against him.

“Yeah,” Steve breathes against his mouth. Steve’s hand snakes down, takes Eddie in his grip and guides him to where he wants him, gasping when Eddie starts to slide inside. It probably stings, isn’t the smartest idea, but neither of them seem to care. They’ll take the hurt with the pleasure they both know will fill their bones and chase away the empty spaces. “Fuck, Eds.”

Eddie nods against Steve’s neck, slowly pushing inside until he’s carved himself a space inside Steve, pressed tight against the man he wants to love for the rest of his life. “So good, baby,” Eddie says in between kisses, in between thrusts.

Sometimes Eddie gets scared. So does Steve. But moments like this? Moments like this remind him that they’re both here, love filling in the broken, ragged parts of them. They’ve seen the best and seen the worst of each other, and they’re both still right here. Right where they want to be.

#steddie #steddielovemonth #les writes things #rating: m #fluff and angst #spicy bits #top eddie munson #bottom steve harrington

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modelbus · 5 months

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It says that your requests are open so here goes nothing.

I LITERALLY LOVE YOUR WORKS THEY ARE SO AMAZING LIKE MWH OU ARE THE DEFINITION OF AN AUTHOR 💗💗

So basically could you do a Tommyinnit x reader (I love molly guys <3) and like the reader has Tourette’s syndrome? And like on of their tics is that they say like ‘fuck you’ or ‘piss off’ and just really offensive stuff but they can’t control it (obviously). So Tommy shows them for the first time on his stream as his partner and people like hate them because of how they are ‘acting weird’ or ‘being rude’. (Also can there be a service dog with the name Kai? Also can he be an Autrilian Shepard? If not that’s fine :])

If you can thank you :) (you can call me lulu if you want)

I tried my best to be as accurate as possible, and I did my own research into some things, but if there's anything I messed up please tell me and I will fix it immediately! I had no idea people could get service dogs for Tourettes so I did some research into tasks and such too.

Pairing: Cc!Tommyinnit x Gn!Reader

Ticked Tics

"Are you sure you want me on your stream?" You can't help but ask, leg nervously bouncing.

Tommy, your ever-so-patient boyfriend, was thrilled when you agreed to show up for one of his streams. "Just one" he had claimed, and you had given in nearly immediately. But now that you're seconds away, sitting in a chair next to him while his starting soon screen is up, you're having second thoughts. Not about your own social anxiety, but about what might happen for him if your Tourette's acts up.

It's been a pretty mild day so far, which is why you felt good agreeing to go on stream in the first place. But as your anxiety builds, you find yourself involuntarily having tics. Head jerking to the side as your shoulder jerks up, inches away from colliding with each other, is one you do most often and it's one you're repeatedly doing now.

"Of course!" He assures you. "They'll love you. I mean, I love you so they have to or else I'll ban them all."

“Sounds a bit like a dictatorship, Tom.”

“I am a dick-tay-tor!” He exclaims, purposefully separating the word.

“Eat shit.” You chirp immediately, paired with two middle fingers. Immediately after you shoot him an apologetic look. “Sorr—“

“I will eat shit, thank you.” He responds pleasantly.

It’s a thing he does sometimes; responding to your tics. In a way it makes you feel better, less like it’s genuinely annoying him. Your apologetic look turns into laugh.

“Ready?” He asks you, hovering over the OBS scene to switch into his camera.

You lower your hand, holding it out parallel to the floor to your side. Within seconds a warm and furry creature pushes its head up into your hand. You send a smile to your service dog, Kai, running a hand through the white fur on top of his head. Expensive as hell, but you love him.

“Yeah.” You nod. “Let’s do this.”

Tommy clicks over the scene change, leaning back in his chair and clapping his hands. “Welcome to the stream boys!” He yells out.

Kai worms his head into your lap, blue eyes staring up at you while his tail wags softly. He’s a cuddler, especially when it comes to you getting anxious in order to calm you down.

“Now we have a special guest.” Tommy waves his hand dramatically, faking holding a microphone out to you. “Introduce yourself, special guest.”

”Oh, piss off.” The second the words are out of your mouth, you dig your nails into your palm. Fuck. Kai licks at your hand until you open it, letting him set his head on your palm.

“Wise words.” Tommy nods. “So, everyone, this is my partner! You all thought it couldn’t be done, but I’m so hot and attractive.”

He pauses for a second, looking over at his second monitor where the chat is pulled up. It’s scrolling through messages fast, making you look away before you get a headache.

“Hi.” You say awkwardly to the stream. "That's me."

“Today I was going to tell you all a little story! You’re all my little bitty children, gathering around for a bedtime story.”

“It’s, like, 4.” You point out to him.

“Schematics! And I brought you along because you were there during this story, so you can chime in!” He leans over to you, putting his hands on your shoulders to shake you a bit. You laugh, playfully swatting his hands away.

“Yeah yeah.” Even with the camera and the stream, this is still Tommy. Your Tommy. “This is the pigeon story, right?”

He nods. “It was a dark and dreary night—buzz word guys!—when I stumbled upon the pigeon.”

“Very dark, very dreary.” You agree.

It was actually broad daylight when this had happened, but who cares?

“And I was just living my life, very casually—“

“Fuck you!”

Despite your tic, Tommy continues talking. Used to it, and knowing he doesn’t need to respond. “—waking down the street with my partner here. As I do, right? Walking around like a normal person.”

He keeps talking, parts of the story true then other parts outlandishly wild. You don’t correct the lies, finding it funnier than you probably should.

You let your attention drift to Kai, who has apparently decided to weasel his way halfway into your lap. Your hands brush past his soft ears, losing focus. When you turn back to Tommy, he’s about halfway through his story.

“And then I said—“

“Fuck you!”

“No.” He deadpans. “Come on, don’t you remember?” Tommy laughs. Not in a cruel way like people have laughed at you before, but in a joking way. A way that implies you’re in on the joke with him.

“What part are we even at?” You laugh.

“The bread seller. The sketchy one. Oh! And he smelled, chat. Like… like what I think Sapnap would smell like.”

On a knee-jerk reaction, you raise your hand, fully ready to just bonk the desk with your fist. Before you can, Tommy’s hand darts out, catching your wrist and holding steady until you can uncurl your fingers from the fist.

“Sorry.” You murmur, hopefully quiet enough that the stream doesn’t pick it up.

“No worries.”

You lean back in your chair, watching him explain things to chat. He’s far more animated than normal, making it almost endearing to watch.

Eyes sliding over to chat, you realize it’s slowed down a bit so you can read it. You have to double read several messages, heart stopping.

“Anyone else think Tommy’s partner is rude af rn???”

“His partner lowkey an asshole…”

“run while u can Tommy!!”

“they’re so fucking weird XD”

“Omg THATS his partner”

“bro got the shittiest partner fr fr”

Kai barks sharply, making you jump. Tommy spins towards you immediately, looking at Kai first.

“Yeah?” He asks the dog, before looking to you. Tommy studies you for a second, then his eyes flick to the chat. “Emote only for a second guys.”

Well, fuck.

Kai had barked, pretty loudly, and not for no reason. As one of his tasks he was trained to alert to possible tic attacks, detecting the hormone change before even you could. He was also trained to help calm you down and help with the tic attack, but detection was first.

And of course Tommy knew what it meant, and of course he knew why. He knew you too well, a fact you loved him for and also sometimes hated him for.

“Chat, I’m seeing some negativity here. None of that in my stream, and none of that towards my partner is allowed.” He raises his eyebrows at you, waiting for silent permission to tell the stream. You nod. “They have Tourette’s, so just fucking piss off about giving ��em shit for their tics.”

He pauses, and you realize a moment too late he’s letting you explain what the hell Tourettes and tics are.

“Um, for those who don't know, Tourette's is a neurological thing which causes involuntary tics." You explain, albiet a bit awkwardly. But Tommy nods, smiling at you.

"And Kai is here. Can we show Kai to the stream? Stream, say hi to Kai the service dog!"

You click your tongue, calling for Kai even though he's right next to you. "C'mere Kai!" He practically clambers into your lap to suffocate you.

"Oh, God, Kai-" You yelp.

Tommy is of no help, too busy laughing. After a second he guides Kai off of you, leaving you to spit out dog hair.

"So yeah, there's that. Now that everyone has stopped being dickheads, back to my very important story."

You reach forward, taking a drink of Tommy's coke to clear your mouth of any dog fur you might've accidentally ingested. Australian Shepards, although cute, have so much fur.

"Am I going to pay attention to the fact my partner is choking on dog hair?" Tommy asks rhetorically. "No, I'm not. Continuing."

#dsmp #mcyt #mcyt imagine #tommyinnit x reader #tommyinnit x you #tommyinnit #tommy innit #tommy mcyt #tommyinnit imagine

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amandacanwrite · 2 months

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Hey Guys, remember that Halsin one shot I wrote?

I've been thinking of...putting Halsin and The Fox (yet to be named) into my Violet Thread of Fate series, since people have been enjoying the little OC vibes I've given Elinna and The Fox.

Will also allow for a party to form, which will be v cool.

but idk--want to know what you guys think because I wanna make sure people will like it. I could also just keep things kinda episodic for Halsin and Fox, continue making little one shots for it.

I'm sorry if these constant interest checks are annoying.

Going to tag the tag list from the halsin oneshot and for VTF since you guys are the ones I'm primarily writing for!! (aside from me lol.) What do you think? Merge the stories together so they're all in the same "party?" or keep it separate?

@itty-bitty-dancer @thoughts-of-bear @tryingtowritestuff24 @drabblesandimagines @soupaisu @ladyoakenshield157 @ladytesla @incrediblethirst @baldurs-gate-simp @themidnighttiger @rayskittles33 @hippiewrites @whisperingwillowxox @ethereal-sk1es @cosywinterevenings @themartiansdaughter @brain-has-left @any59 @madwomansapologist @midnightmoonytales @unaliveoni @im-just-a-simp-le-whore @kellerybird @tiedyedghoulette @jenn-duncan @thelittledoe @esotericeribos @robingreysantos @erwinmybeloved @itdobe-foggy @witchywannabe3263 @kaimxri @cryingoverpixelsetc @theoriginalannoyingbird @softvampirewhump @horizonstridee @thoughts-of-bearr @mymybirdiee @tiedyedghoulettee @madwomansapologistt @hijirikawww @tryingtowritestuff244 @laserlopee @auroraesmeraldarosee @puckprimrosee @dont-try-pesticidee @cherifrotteng @circusofthelastdayss @nourangull @crucibelle @fan-aaa-tic

#writing community #writers on tumblr #writing #authors #writeblr #bg3 #bg3 fic #bg3 fic interest check #interest check #my writing

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elithegnome · 2 years

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Father!Allies X Parent! Reader

PS: I will be giving the kids their names, which will be ones that are common in that country or I thought they sounded nice.

PPS: I know this request was for headcanons but it was easier for me to write short paragraphs.

America:

Child’s name: Milo

“Ow!” Your husband shrieked, causing you to whip your head around.

You expected someone to be seriously injured, but no, the sight in front of you was simple. Milo, your son, had hit his father on the knee with a toy mallet a bit too hard.

“You have healthy reflexes!” The little boy giggled, his baby blue eyes gleaming, “Time for you memicine!”

Milo carefully dumped a small amount of green mystery liquid into a spoon. After finishing his work, the child shoved the utensil into his father’s mouth.

“O-Oh wow Milo.” Alfred gagged, “What is that stuff?”

“Sour slime candy!” He beamed, “And now the hero’s all better! But since this is America your medical bill is $34,000.”

Your husband’s confidence suddenly took him over again, jumping up and setting Milo onto his shoulders.

“The hero will save the day!” Alfred clamored, running around the living room with your laughing little son.

Canada

Child’s name: Addison

You were sitting on the couch, intently watching your husband and daughter bonding with one another.

“So patient, what hurts today?” Addison voiced with a fake serious tone.

“My knee, can you fix it Doctor Addy?” Mathew asked his daughter, glancing at his knee.

Your little girl grinned, “I can fix anything!”

“Now,” She continued, “What you will need is an aspirin.”

Quickly, the little girl broke character and ran up to whisper into your ear, “Don’t worry (mommy/daddy/parent idfk what you want your kid to call you) it’s not really aspirin.”

“Okay honey, I know” You chuckled, patting Addison on the head. She smiled again, and ran back over to her father.

Pulling a peppermint out of her pocket, she began to unravel the plastic covering the pinwheel patterned candy. She placed the candy into Mathew’s hand and watched him chew and swallow it.

“Oh wow I feel much better, thank you doctor!” Your husband applauded, shaking Addison’s itty bitty hand.

“You’re welcome!”

China

Children’s names (they’re twins): Jing and Feng

“Aiyah! Don’t torture your old man!” Yao shrieked, followed by the sound of your two children giggling. Worried about your husband’s well being, you speed walked into the kid’s bedroom.

On the floor, you saw Jing, your daughter and Feng, your son pinning their dad to the ground.

“Are you kids being nice to your father?” You inquired softly, being replied with giggly nods from the small children.

Feng stopped snickering for a quick moment to talk to you, “We’re playing doctor!”

“Yeah!” Jing piped, “And Papa won’t hold still, he won’t take his medicine!”

You shrugged, “Alright then, carry on.”

The twins smirked again, you watching Jing shove a tic tac down Yao’s throat. The man jumped up to his feet, and grabbed the kids by their torsos, beginning to tickle them, their laughs becoming even louder, in revenge for being little assholes to him.

England:

Kid’s name: Olivia

(Also the child has Iggy’s thicc eyebrows)

“Please Daddy!” Your e/c eyed daughter pleaded, clinging like a koala to Arthur’s leg, “We haven’t played doctor all week!”

The British man sighed, trying to walk to his office with an 18 kilogram meat baby on his leg. (Duh I had to say meat baby.)

“Dear, I would but I’m busy.” Arthur responded, “How about when I’m done?”

“But you’re never done with work until (Mummy/Daddy/Whatever your kid calls you) tucks me in at night!” Olivia whined, starting to cry, “I want to play with you!”

Your husband looked down at his little girl, who had tears pricking her eyes an a slight pout on her lip.

“Oh alright then love.” Arthur soothed, “Let’s play doctor.”

Olivia squealed and ran to grab her doctor kit, then motioning her father to sit on the ground. He obliged, waiting for whatever his child decided to do next.

“Hmm,” the girl began, looking at her clipboard, “It appears that you have ‘cranky and overworked’ syndrome.”

“Oh no!” Arthur fake gasped, “What do we do to make it go away?”

Your daughter grabbed her dad’s hand, “Well Mr.Kirkland, this is a very serious condition. But it can be easily healed with a heath bar and plenty of time with (the parent name you use) and I!”

Arthur sheepishly smiled, “Why thank goodness.”

“It’s great right?” Olivia beamed, “Well, time to take your medicine!”

She pulled a half-melted heath bar out of her pocket, and placed it in her father’s large palm.

With somewhat of a sigh, your husband unwrapped the candy, and chewed it as much as he could before swallowing.

Olivia’s wide smile returned, and she climbed into her father’s lap, nuzzling her nose into his cheek.

“I love you Daddy!”

France

Child’s name: Raphael

Francis was supposed to be at a world meeting that morning, but little Raphael had other plans. He practically begged his Papa to stay just a bit longer so they could play together. You knew Francis couldn’t say no to his little boy, mostly because he was a huge pushover but whatever.

“Say ‘ah’ Papa!” Raphael commanded his Father, you sitting on the blue couch near them.

Francis opened his mouth, your son shoving a popsicle stick down his throat.

The blond man gagged as you ran up and yanked the stick from Raphael’s hand.

“Don’t kill your father!” You yelped.

“I wasn’t trying to.” Raphael shrugged, looking back at the Frenchman.

“Time to take your medicine!” He cheered, pulling a Carmel candy from the candy jar he’d somehow gotten down from the kitchen counter.

After swallowing the candy, Francis ruffled his son’s hair, before walking towards you. Your husband kissed your cheek, and headed towards the door.

“Je vous aime tous les deux, je reviens à midi!” He shouted from the exit.

Russia

Child’s name: Dasha

“Oh no, Papochka you have radiation poisoning!” Dasha exclaimed.

“Wait how do you know about that?” You blurted, “Actually, you’re your father’s child, why am I surprised?”

With a shrug, Ivan sighed, “What are we gonna do about that?”

“Well, I can give you medicine, but you’ll still die anyway.” Dasha replied with an uncanny smirk.

She handed her father a small wrapped candy, watching him open it and plop it onto his pink tongue. Your husband made a face of disgust and looked back up at his child.

“Даша, что это?” He coughed, still gagging on whatever he’d eaten.

“It was toxic waste!” Dasha laughed like a maniac before stopping, “Now pretend you’re dead.”

Dramatically, Ivan dropped to the ground, you rolling your eyes at the sight.

Like father like daughter I guess 🤷🏼‍♀️

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Sorry the last few stories were kind of bad, I just left a Halestorm concert and I’m tired as shit. In all fairness, it was incredibly entertaining.

#hetalia #hws #aph america #hws america #aph canada #hws canada #aph china #hws china #aph england #hws england #aph france #hws france #aph russia #hws russia #hetalia x reader

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bbunco · 2 years

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eren as your deskmate (sfw )

when your professor decided it was time for a monthly rotation, you were a little upset

‘ mean , how dare he move you away from your sasha braus ? !

class wasn ‘ t fun without her :(

with a pout , you moved to your new assigned seat : the back and who was sitting in the left seat ?

eren yeager

you didn ‘ t really like him ; but you didn ‘ t really dislike him either

he was more sasha ’ s friend than yours

and yea , you heard about the time he started a riot within the school to extend spring break

something about ‘ freedom for our youth and minds ‘ or sum

the handsome brunette with mesmerizing emerald eyes was sitting with his arms crossed , leaning back in his seat

his eyes bore into you as you moved to occupy the empty seat , watching your every move

almost predatory … oh boy

still sporting your glossy pout ,

❛ this is my side . you stay on yours , and we won ‘ t have any problems for the month . ❜ you scooted your seat further from his , as much as you could anyway . a brow arched at your coldness ; amusing , to say the least .

he ‘ s seen you before ! how could he not ?

always wearing the cutest outfits ; ass bouncing subtly in every pair of jeans and floppy skirt whenever you walked by

tits shyly peaking out from your too - cropped tops or shamelessly busting out from the collar

❛ yeah alright , princess . ❜ a deep chuckle rumbled from his throat as he closed his eyes , not really paying attention to the lecture . a shiver ran down your back .

weeks of being deskmates would go by

eren would snatch a coloured pen ⎯ usually the green one ⎯ from your sparkly pencil pouch

to which you always whined and slap his hand , trying to take it back

❛ shut the fuck up . you have like a hundred of these . ❜

❛ nuh - uh ! i only have five and that ‘s the only green one ! ❜

❛ you weren ‘ t even using it ! ❜ he ‘d roll his eyes .

❛ it ‘s still mine ! ❜ god you whined so much ! he ‘ d have to shut you up ~

he would watch as you doodled on your notes : flowers , hearts , him at some point

erm it was really just a frowny face with a pony tail but he still thought it was cute !

you were cute

and you always smelled so good ~

he had started to look forward to , whatever class this was

you could say the same ~

the way he would give you his jacket when the room got cold or saw you rub your arms

play tic tac toe on a scrap sheet of paper or write little notes to one another on your heart - shaped stickys

｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡

im bored

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｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡

hi bored !

i ‘ m y / n ! <3

　ﾟ･｡･

make silly jokes about the professor ‘ s itty bitty height and faded undercut

you two would giggle n snicker , leaning into one another as you picked on the small man

MAYBE you could get used to eren sitting next to you

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ticklee-vee · 11 months

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Intense tickles

Lee!George ler!Sapnap and ler!Dream

Mushies lee!george week, I wanted to do it during the actual week but I was to anxious 😭 so I am doing it now!

Warnings: restraints, intense tickling and a lot of teases!

‼️🗣EVERYTHING IS PLATONIC 🗣‼️

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George had his wrists tied sitting in Dreams lap, behind dreams back and sapnap sitting on his ankles his legs were propped up on a table so they matched the height of the sofa. Dream was gently tracing his sides whilst sapnap was gently tickling his calves light skittering his hands over his ankles to hear him squeal.

“Ooh we’re gonna tickle you much Georgie~!” Sapnap teased as he pulled George’s socks up above his heel. Tracing small circles on them going up to his ankles.

“We are George, I’m gonna get your little jumpy tummy~!” He poked his stomach feeling it twitch under the tickly pokes.

“Nohoho d-don’t! Ehehe” he squirmed in dreams lap blushing as dream whispered more teases in his ears.

“No tickling? Not even a little bit?” Sapnap continued his tickling, not going any higher on his feet than his heels.

“You begged up to tie you and tickle you George, and now you don’t want it Hm? Not even itty bitty pokes on your tummy? What about in your belly button ? You want little tickly pokes in there?!” He poked his belly button swirling his finger around slightly before going back to poking his sides, feeling him squirm from left to right each poke.

George blushed and squirmed more, not being able to anything else due to how flustered he was. Still softly giggling, sometimes squealing when each of them brush over a sensitive spot.

“Awh where’d your pretty voice go Georgie? Do you have nothing else to say about you not wanting tickly tickles? Hm, no other words?” He began to softly scratch at his heel, teasing more when he felt George try and pull his ankles back. “Oh no baby you can’t do that, if you take your feet away how am I supposed to give you the tickles you begged up for?” Pulling them back into place still tickling his heels and ankles.

“NoHOHO SSTahahahap plehehaSEHAHA” screeching as dream brushed over a sensitive spot on his tummy, just above his hips.

“Awh this is a sensitive spot isn’t it baby? Your little tummy is just so sensitive!! I could tickle it for bourse~!” Going close to his ears and whispering it in them, taking his hands away from his stomach to gentle tickle his ears. “I forget how ticklish your ears are, we need to tickle you more don’t we~?”

“Nohoho yohuhu- you alrehehahady tic-tihihih do ihihit enouhuhugh toho me!” He giggled, his head twitching and squirming uselessly pulling at his hands trying to protect his ears.

“Awh! Little Georgie can’t say it, can’t say the harmless little word… tickle! Tickly tickles !! Tickle tickle tickle~” blowing on his ears as he went back to fully tickling his stomach.

“FAHAHA N-nohohOHO MOHOHOREHE PLHAHAHA PLEAHAhaSHEHE” throwing his head back into dreams shoulder as sapnap began tickling his arches he didn’t realise sapnap had pulled his socks up more.

“No more? Okay sweet boy, we won’t tickle you anymore” he slowed his tickling resting his hands next to him.

“Okay, we’ll stop tickling you.” Dream slowed his tickling to, resting his hands in George’s thighs.

“Nohoho dohont do thihihis!” He blushed, squirming when they didn’t start tickling him again.

“We’re just doing what you asked? No more tickles!”

“Yeah Georgie, you asked us to stop?”

They smirked, hearing George whine.

“Ihi i didn’t mehean to.. to actually stop” the last few words being bearly audible.

“Oo~ you want us to keep tickling you?” They both lifted their hands just hovering over the tickle spots, but never touching.

“Yehehes plehehase”

“Please what pretty boy~?” Sapnap tesded swiping up his heel to his arch his toes curling.

“Dohont make me sahahay it..”

“Say what?” Dream lightly spidered up his sides, but he didn’t continue after he did that.

George whined, silent for a few minutes before swallowing his pride and asking for tickles. “Pl.. please can youhu guys,, uhm like- tihihckle me?”

“Awh well done baby!!”

“Of course we can~!”

They continued on tickling him, before sapnap hit a very sensitive spot on his arches causing George to squeal and pull his feet back somehow breaking out of sapnaps grip.

“This just won’t do will it sweetie? How am I supposed to tickle you when you can escape.”

“Maybe you should tie his ankles too~” gently scratching at his belly button while the other hand did quick gentle pinches at his hip.

Dreams suggestion causing George to whine and blush but never disagree to it.

“Hmm that’s actually, for once, a good idea dream. Would that be alright baby? If I tied your ankles too?”

George laughed at sapnaps quick attack at dream about for once having a good idea, he blushed. “Uhuhm yes thahat would be o-okay”

“Thank you sweetie.” Sapnap gentle tickled under his chin before leaving to get more rope to tie his ankles.

Dream decided this would be a perfect opportunity to tease George, he began lightly tracing his sides as he did so.

“Your gonna get tiiiickled~! All over your little belly and your feet, it’s gonna be so bad. You’ll be squealing and squirming trying to get away but you won’t be able to! You’ll have to sit there and take allll of the tickly tickles we give you!”

George blushed and whined, squirming slightly from the sensations on his sides and the incoming sensations on his feet.

Sapnap came back not to long after carrying rope and some tools.

“I brought some tools but we don’t have to use them! I thought we could try them out, would you like that gogy?”

“Hehe u-uhuhm yeheah I.. I’d like to try some.” Blushing looking away.

“I’m gonna tie your ankles now, is that still okay?”

“Yehes.. yes, it’s alright.” George appreciated him asking, he knew the two would never do anything he didn’t want but it still felt nice asking.

He lifted his ankles up as he gentle tied them together, once he finished he took his big toes with some other rope and tied them too.

George tried to wiggle them but with the rope there it was difficult, even more so trying to curl them- taking away his only protection, aside from his socks but he knew those was going to be taken away.

“Okay George, are you ready?” Dream stopped his tickling completely so George could answer.

“You remember your safe word baby? What is it?” Sapnap got back on his newly tied ankles, not tickling just yet.

“My safe word is blue”

“Good job, are there any tools you’d like me not to use?”

“Uhm, n-no hairbrush’s please… they feel like they’d hurt more than they tic-tickled.”

Sapnap smiled and hovered his hands over his feet, happy knowing George can put so much trust into them and feel safe. “Of course, no hairbrush’s. Are feathers and toothbrushes okay”

“I-I’m not sure, I’ve never tried them.”

“It’s okay, wanna try today?”

George nodded wiggling a little as he felt dreams hand run up and down his sides, in a comforting and tickly manner.

“Verbal confirmation baby”

“Y-yes, trying them okay.”

Sapnap stretched his back from being hunched over, getting back into position hovering over George’s half socked feet. “Okay. When we use them and you don’t like one of them, say red if you wanna keep up the tickling and stop using the tools.”

George nodded and blushed. Squirming when he felt sapnaps hand on his arches, dreams hand just coming to the centre of his stomach a little above his belly button.

George squealed when he felt something soft brush around his heel, trying to scrunch his toes but the awful, awful tie stopped them.

“NahahHAHA wHAHAHAT ihihis thAHAHAT?!” Squirming as dream spidered up and down his sides to add to the tickly feel.

“A feather ! Dream loves them so I thought you’d like them too~!” Smirking, looking back at dream who had a slight blush who was scowling back.

He scoffed, stumbling over his words slightly “W-whatever, get back to tickling our little Georgie”

and they did, sapnap still gentle fluttering the feather on his arches and his heels, dream going back to tickling his stomach going from spidering up and down his sides, tweaking his ribs and swirling a finger in his belly button.

"NAHAhahaHA THAHATS SOHOHO BAHahaD" george was thrashing in dreams lap squealing at how bad the tickles were.

"awh!! imagine how its going to be when i feather between your little toesies! or when i get the toothbrush and brush inbetween them!!"

"NAHAHA IHIHT'LL TIHIHICKEHEHEL sohOHO MUHUCH" George had a few tears streaming down his face, laughter becoming silent every few seconds. "BREHAHAHAHKE PLeheAHAHSE" his laughter going wheezy.

"of course sweetie" dream slowed his tickling, sapnap did the same.

"Do you want some water baby?"

george still laughing nodded, resting his head on dreams shoulder. sapnap came back not to long after with a glass of water and a straw. "here you go sweetie" he placed the cup near him holding the straw to his mouth as georges hands were tied. He drank the whole glass, pulling away as his breathes even out.

"wanna continue darling?" dream asked as he placed his head on his shoulder, still holding his sides but not tickling.

"yehehes plehease" dream pulled his head back, pulling george back as he did so, so he was further back in dreams lap.

sapnap began rolling his socks all the way back, stopping to untie his already tied toes, getting rid of his socks and retying them. "are you exited georgie? i'm gonna tiiiickle your toes~!" he grabbed the feather and gentle swiped back and forth on the balls of his feet.

George squealed, trying to pull his feet back but having no luck. "EHEHEHAHAH NAHAHA I-I'M SOHOH SEHENSITHIHVE THEHERE GYAA SAHAPNAHAP" squealing as sapnap was now feathering in between his toes, pulling each of his toes back switching from the feather to the toothbrush to brush the stems of his toes, the pads and all in between his toes.

Dream was tickling his stomach, his sides and belly button. Dipping in it with a feather and swirling it around, sometimes abanding the feather to tweak and pinch all over georges ribs.

"Awh!! youre so sensitive, just about everywhere huh baby? All over your little tummy and sides, your little ribs!"

"your feet too sweetie!! especially these little toes of yoyrs, there so small and tickly. ahh~ tickle tickle tickle!!!"

George was hysterical laughing, squealing thrashing all over the place. Tears streaming down his face, his pleas and begs getting him nowhere but more tickles and teases. "NAHAHAHAH SRAHAHAHP PLEHEHEHE PLEASHEHE IT- IHIHIHIT TIHIHICKEHEHELS"

"Of course it will!! you're being tickled!!"

"Yess~ more tickly tickles for our little ticklish baby~!"

George couldn't handle a lot more, all of the tickles were becoming to much, his laughter going silent. The tickling slowed down a little.

"NOHOHOH MO-MOHOHORE B-BLUHUHUHUE!! BLUE! "

The tickling stopped, his ankles being united and sapnap getting up to help untie his wrists.

"You did so well dear, you took the tickles so well!"

Once his wrist were united he pulled them to his chest, pulling his legs up to dreams lap curling on himself in his lap. Dream wrapped his arms around him, pulling him back so they was laying in the corner of the sofa being cradled by dream as he rubbed his back.

Sapnap came back in with another glass of water, handing it to George with a plate in his hands. "I have some toast for when you're done with your water."

George smiled and nodded. "Thank you guys, this was.. uhm, really fun."

"awh Georgie, you're so cute!!"

he blushed shoving his head into dreams chest as they cooed over him.

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Hooray I finished it 🥳 I half way through I had to switch to my laptop as my phone kept doing something weird so I apologise if there are any mistakes!

#tickle content #mushies lee!george week #ler!sapnap #ler!dream #dsmp tickle #mcyt tickle #tickle fluff #tickle fic #sfw tickling community #sfw tk blog #sfw interaction only

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overheaven · 4 months

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i want to say “begging pleading on my hands and knees that social media apps stop putting one-tap follow buttons on every single post because i keep accidentally following people when i’m trying to scroll (or worse, trying to block)” but. see the issue is that i have tourette’s and i literally tap my phone at random or double tap or twist my hands or whatever tic of the day. which makes me hit the itty bitty ‘follow’ button quite often. so i’m not begging pleading on my hands and knees i am threatening social medias with a knife to the throat DO BETTER!!!!!!

#pangs complains #pangs talks

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thecrimsonrescue · 5 months

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Dove bitties speech patterns can sound a bit choppy, they speak very brokenly and put a lot of "h" sounds in their words.

Instead of

"That's a very big nest!"

"I want a treat, please!"

It's often

"Is a very bihg nest."

"Wan a treaht pehse!"

They have plenty of vocal tics and make lots of noises.

Pigeons bitties are very causal with their speech, they usually pick up vocal tics but speak without adding additional sounds and using less words.

"I wan't a treat."

"That's a huge nest!"

Raven bitties have a much more pronounced vocabulary, they'll speak in more formal sentences but dumb it down if those they're talking to aren't quite understanding him.

"I would like a treat."

"That's a very big nest."

#undertale #bitty oc #bittybones #undertale au #bitty au #dove #pigeon #raven

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fithyshadesofk · 2 years

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Who this tic ol bittie Bishhhhh!?

#Bigtits

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somethingnurseywoulddo · 2 years

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I’m here to be a silly goose and project onto dex to heres: dex with tics!

dex developed consistent tics in teenage years. he had one or two as a kid but they became noticeable a little bit later.

he has both vocal and motor tics. he personally hates his vocal more than motor because they’re more obvious.

theres the obvious neck twitch and beck throw that he has but quite often he finds himself knocking/punching the nearest person. the amount of times bitty has fallen prey to a solid punch in the leg or arm…

also an obsessive knuckle and toe cracker.

snap snap snap snap snap

whistles and mouth clicks for the gods. he’s had these the longest and gets them the most often

the absolute least favorite motor tic he’s had was once he hit his forhead and did it so hard he had a goose egg on his forehead

his least favorite vocal tic has got to be the solid month of saying “sheesh” repeatedly or holding it long. occasionally accompanied by the frat boy arm pose. it was embarrassing as hell and mad loud.

favorite motor tic is actually touching/ hitting other people but ONLY when he gets to SMH and it leads to quite the group wrestle match. the team kinda eggs it on tbh.

it’s hot super severe or anythinf, he has days where there’s only reslly subtle tics and not a lot of them but he gets in fazes where he tics like every few minutes for bouts at a time.

bitty: slightly finds it funny tbh.

nursey: tries to be offended when hit but will kill any man who makes fun of dex for ticcing

jack: helps manage them and teaches good techniques on accepting them

also when dex is mad focused, like durinf homework or hockey, they aren’t as intense or even there. at the end of the day he finds himself ticcing more though.

i think he got diagnosed around 16 and it caused a lot of issues with self confidence and dex’s hockey team at school. he may or may not have beat someone up for making fun of his tics…

#i’m having THOUGHTS #secret: bitty laughs cause he tics too #jack just has Major Knowledge House on this #and he knows how to deal with anxiety and can help dex manage those aspects #omgcp #check please #check please!#omgcheckplease #dex #william poindexter #i’m not diagnosed but pls god i have so many tics

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skellie-darlings · 2 years

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PLEASE DO NOT REPOST MY WORK! Thank you!

Please let me know if you see any mention of a specific gender for Reader.

I will correct them immediately to make this post an experience all Readers can enjoy. ❤

Possible TRIGGER WARNINGS: Stalking, Kidnapping, Threats of Murder, Murder, Implied Non-Con.

(Let me know if I need to add more TW tags.)

Reader Has A Child By Their Ex-Skellie (Part 2)

Part 1:

Part 3:

Black-- He will use the child as blackmail to keep you under his thumb. Black can't claim ignorance to the child since there are only two skeletons in the Underground and he refuses to put the spotlight on his brother. So, you want a place to stay and financial stability? Oh, you already have that? Wow, what a coincidence that your apartment building burned down and you were mysteriously let go from your job. Now, back to your previous conversation... You will become his mate and his cute, silent and obedient little house-spouse. Otherwise Black will take your child, and make you "disappear." Don't worry, love, he will still raise your child into his perfect heir in either case. Now, what is your answer? Be quick, now. Black is a very busy skeleton with very little patience. Tic. Toc.

Mutt-- He will definitely use the child as a tool to force himself back into your life. Chances are, he didn't want to break up in the first place. Mutt understands he can be a little (extremely) clingy. He also can't argue that he's very insecure and quick to accuse you of things you never did in order to deflect from his own faults. But he is also the father of your child, so you have to take him back, hahaha! Mutt wants it, the baby wants it and you can learn to love him again if he's around you 24/7. It's a win-win in Mutt's book. Your feelings mean nothing to this simping, borderline yandere. Even if you never told him about the child, Mutt would have shown up on your doorstep anyways. He stalked you obsessively after the break up. Mutt may be mentally ill, but he's not stupid. He can put two and two together and figure out that he was the father of your young child. Mutt knows for a fact you haven't been with anyone else since your breakup. He had personally slaughtered every suitor that's caught your eye! Mutt has always had your best interests at heart, you see~?

Wine-- He will be a bit irritated that he wasn't told of the child sooner. Wine will most definitely take the child and dispose of Reader, no questions asked. He can't have the weakness of a spiteful ex tainting his child's mind. Especially so early in their young life. Wine will then become the dream parent of any child, eventually making the child forget that they once had two parents. What more do they need besides a doting father and uncle that spoil them daily? Should you ever come up in conversation, Wine will tell the saddening story of how you died of a sickness very early in your child's life, leaving the baby in the care of their "grieving" father. And why would the child question him? Besides that one itty-bitty lie, Wine was the perfect parent. He would never be suspected of doing something so heinous... Unfortunately for you, dear Reader.

Coffee-- Uh, yeah, he's not too keen at the prospect of fatherhood being dumped on him out of nowhere. Expect another situation similar to Cash, where Coffee ultimately ghosts the two of you. But he will stalk your social medias, and if he sees you trying to talk shit about him, he'll make a point to visit you in the dead of night. You're better off just staying to yourself. It's not like your relationship ended on a good note in the first place. You and your child are better off without Coffee. Just be sure to watch what you say online. Coffee is a very popular online gamer/streamer and his fans are fucking v i c i o u s.

Hit-- Depending on what note the relationship ended, Hit will either ask for the Reader back or simply kill them and take the child into his custody. Either way, the child will have nothing to want or need for ever again. Being the child of a notorious mob boss offers a sense of safety that no other child could dream of. The child will eventually be trained into the perfect heir for Hit's familial business. But outside of work (and the kid's training), Hit will be a very gentle and loving father with a penchant for spoiling his child more than he should. These times will be practically the only instances where Hit's guard is 100% down and he lets himself show emotion. His child is his pride and joy, and they deserve to see the softer side of parenting that Hit never received from his own father.

Don-- Will immediately demand that Reader marries him. There will be no refusing. Even if he must capture you and train you into being his perfect submissive mate. The child will be raised into his familial business and you, dear Reader have no choice in the matter. Any attempts to escape or rat he and his brothers out to the cops will be met with swift and brutal punishment. But no death for you, little mate. Don expects many more children out of you, whether you want them or not. Get used to your place as the mate of the Don, because you will stay with him and birth his children until you die. Don't worry though, he will take care of you. So long as you behave and O B E Y.

Wings-- Immediately kidnaps you. The last thing you remember is nervously twiddling your thumbs as you let Wings hold the two of you's child. The next thing you know, you blacked out. You wake up in a well decorated room with a crib next to your bed. When you try to sit up, you notice your ankle is chained to the bed, and you have a strange (and painful) bite mark along your neck. You look around and notice Wings. He was sitting in the corner on a rocking chair holding the two of your's child, who was fast asleep. He tells you that the two of you will stay here, with him. When you try to protest, Wings threatens your life if you wake the child. You were smart enough to shut up. If this man was effecient enough to kidnap you and your child, you could only imagine the dangers he could pose to you and your child's well being. You will go along with it, being that you have no choice... but that doesn't mean your spirit is broken.

Mars-- He will find himself unable to look away from the child. The child reminded him of himself as a young kid. In fact, they looked almost exactly like Mars when he was a child and... normal. He agrees to be in the child's life, and he dedicates himself to being there for the child as much as he can. He even sets alarms on his phone and writes detailed notes on his calendar to remember special events. The two of you getting back together is optional, but Mars wouldn't mind because then he'd be with his child 24/7! Mars' child inspires him to go back to therapy and try to get better mentally and psychologically. He wants to be better. He wants to DO better. Mars doesn't know what he'd do if he ever accidentally scared or hurt his precious babybones. He will take every measure to protect his child, even if it means listening to a therapist analyze him. He just wants his babybones happy. Mars hasn't felt such love and devotion since he took custody of his beloved brother all those years ago... You have nothing to worry about. Mars will be the very definition of a gentle giant when around your child. You feel in your SOUL that your child is safe with Mars, and that makes you (and Mars) very happy.

Jupiter-- He is absolutely horrified about being a father. Would he accidentally hurt the little babybones? Would he scare it with his... facial issues?? Would the baby even like him??? All of these negative thoughts were immediately washed away when the child cooes up at Jupiter and touches his face with their tiny hands. Tears will immediately well up in Jupiters eyes and he will instantly fall in love. This will end up being a Papyrus situation, Jupiter will be around so often for the child that he will literally make it appear as if he's the primary custodial parent and not you. You might as well just move back in with Jupiter and Mars, because he usually has the two of you's child most of the time. You miss your child dearly, and Mars and Jupiter extend the invitation happily. Jupiter will be ecstatic when you finally agree, the two of you quickly reconnecting and getting back together. He's so happy! The four of you will be the perfect little happy family! Oh, it's all Jupiter ever wanted~

Part 2 of 3 is finished! I will post the final part later today, then I will open my asks.

I will start drawing some of the scenes out once I have my tablet pen delivered, so look out for art posts as well! ❤

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