#ticklish!waffles

[fluffomatic]

The pic with Xavier and his niffler is the sweetest thing i've seen today, thank you for your art

Do you think Xavier can take revenge on Waffles later or do you only draw him as a lee at the moment?

hope you remember the scene from fantastic beasts that shows that nifflers can be ticklish

I prefer drawing him as a lee but I won't lie I do love seeing him getting some revenge sometimes! Plus who wouldn't want to tickle the little niffler! Or, should I say, nifLEE!! Hehehe!

I haven’t seen fantastic beasts but in the mobile game I play Hagrid tickles one so I knew!

(My art don't repost but please reblog)

#thanks for the ask! #answered asks #my art #my artwork #tickling #tickle art #tickle #tickles #my art stuff #my oc #ticklish!waffles #lee!waffles #ler!xavier #hogwarts mystery tickles

[sassypossumm]

Sex and Waffles

art cred: demon_anxiety on X

It's official, my loyalties are firmly aligned with dad bod! Miguel / Coach! Miguel, BTW, Gabi is definitely entering the canon now... (MDNI, Sexual Themes and Some soft Smut)

The morning after your first night together, you'd roused with a sleepy smile when you felt the solid warm chest of the man behind you. Sighing contentedly, you'd closed your eyes and wriggled further into his warmth.

"Awake?" His voice rough with sleep rumbled low as he nuzzled your ear. You squirmed a bit at the ticklish sensation and hummed. Miguel wrapped his arm tighter around your waist, dragging you even closer. You'd been just on the edge of falling back asleep, when his fingers trailed suggestively down your thigh.

"Miguel." You whined sleepily when his hand slid between your thighs to cup your pussy. He simply nuzzled your ear and ghosted a kiss into the curve of your neck.

"Shh, you did so much last night, just relax." You were lulled back into that hazy space between wakefulness and sleep when he began lazily rubbing his middle and ring fingers on either side of your clit, teasing the sensitive area. Groaning, you rocked back into him. It wasn't helping that the palm of his hand was inadvertently applying pressure to your entrance that was growing wetter by the minute.

"You call this relaxing?" You groused, some of the effect being lost with the breathy quality of your voice. Miguel grinned and buried his face in your hair. He caught the faint scent of apples and groaned when his cock twitched against your perfectly rounded backside.

It had been a long time since Miguel had any woman in his bed, and as you whined and grumbled, he was struggling to imagine any other at this point.

He was pussy whipped after only one night, and he knew it.

It was growing more difficult to ignore how his hardening cock felt as your hips grinded back into his. Miguel groaned and pulled his hand away from your pussy to grip your hip, stilling your motions. Huffing, you turned your head to glare at him. Miguel's eyes creased as he smiled at you warmly.

"Has anyone ever told you how adorable you are when you're angry?" He chuckled, squeezing your thigh teasingly.

"Yes." You huffed again, and rolled onto your back, folding your arms. Propping himself up on his elbow, Miguel teased your soft inner thigh with a finger.

"Don't be angry, hermosa." Your eyes darted to his face, and you felt yourself caving to his dark, pleading eyes.

"I... might be persuaded..." Turning your head, you stared at the ceiling petulantly. Miguel bit back another chuckle at your antics and hummed thoughtfully.

"My daughter claims my pancakes are legendary." He coaxes, ghosting his fingers over your stomach. You suck in a breath and your muscles go taught at the sensation.

"I prefer waffles, pancakes make me feel like I'm suffocating."

"I can make waffles." He says quietly, dipping down to kiss the hollow of your throat. Against your best efforts, a whimper escapes your lips, and you tangle your fingers in his peppered hair. Miguel smiles against your skin and sucks at your pulse before nosing at your ear again. Turning your face, your nose brushes against his.

"And if I want you to bend me over the counter and fuck me senseless before those waffles?" You whisper coyly, trailing your hand down his soft stomach and towards the waist band of his boxers. Miguel catches your fingers and brings them to his lips, and stares at you through heavy lidded eyes.

"You only have to ask, hermosa."

#miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x you #morning after #miguel o'hara smut #miguel x reader smut #dad bod!miguel #dadbod!miguel #coach!miguel #miguel x reader #miguel imagine

[tomkaulitzssgirl]

Ok hi so I saw that you wanted requests and I had an Idea so how about it’s the readers birthday and he treats her with everything and he is Ykyk all day with her bc it’s her birthday and she needs to be treated like a princess orrr if you don’t like that one maybe like she has bin super mad all day and having attitude without him and he just fucks it out of her the only reason I say that is because everyone and everything is making me mad rn

Surprise | Tom Kaulitz

you were woken up by soft kisses on your neck, you stirred and giggled because of the ticklish feeling.

“happy birthday, baby.” you heard tom’s deep voice say as he kept kissing your neck. you smiled, your eyes fluttering open.

he didn’t even give you the time to thank him because he stood up, “wait here.”

you waited for him on your bed as you heard noises downstairs, before seeing him come back with a tray, two plates on it with waffles, a coffee for him and an apricot juice for you.

your eyes lighted up at the sight, “thank you so much!” you said as he gave you your plate.

“no need to thank me, you just have to relax today.” he said starting to eat his waffles, “so what do you have in mind for today?”

you shrugged, your birthday wasn’t that important to you, “nothing really.”

“well, thank god you have me, i have all planned.” tom smiled cheekily as he literally inhaled his food.

you giggled at the sight of his full mouth, “and wha would that plan be?”

“well, we chill out until noon, we lunch, i’ll order take out since i won’t make you cook and you know that if i cook we could probably die. then, we will go to that escape room you wanted to visit during the afternoon.”

you jumped up when you heard about the escape room, a bright smile on your face, “the zombie apocalypse one? really?!”

tom nodded, “yeah, you wanted to go but i was always busy so i thought that we could go today.”

you literally jumped on him, hugging him tightly as you kissed his cheek repeatedly, “thank you! thank you thank you thank you.”

he laughed kissing the side of your forehead, “it’s not the end, after we come back from the escape room, we have dinner, so wear something nice and sexy.” he whispered the last part in your ear, squeezing your ass cheek.

you squealed at his touch, “yes! now let’s go shower!”

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after eating the chinese take out, you got ready to go to the escape room. it basically consisted in trying to find the cure for the virus without getting caught by zombies.

tom loved seeing you happy, how you were so excited while entering and how you were so focused on winning, even though you were about to get caught several times, infact if it wasn’t for him, you would’ve lost.

but still, he loved seeing your joy, it made his heart warm. he wanted to make you feel this happy everyday.

“i totally sucked!” you said with a sad voice before laughing with tom as you got inside your house.

“well baby, we won anyway. now go get dressed.” he spanked your ass as you walked past him, going into the bathroom first for a shower.

you got dressed with a long black dress, it had a high split from your upper thigh, the front had an heart shape while the back was completely open. you wore your high heels, jewellery, your black eyeshadow and eyeliner and you were ready to go.

you went downstairs, tom was already there waiting for you. he wore a black elegant shirt, something he usually never did, and of course his black baggy pants.

his mouth hanged open as he looked at you, “oh. my. fucking. god.” he commented and you blushed when he made you do a spin on yourself before placing his hands on your hips.

“you’re beautiful, meine schatz.”

your heart fluttered at his words, “and you’re handsome.”

you both stared at each other before kissing deeply, an intimate kiss that was about to become more if you wouldn’t stop it since tom pushed you against the wall and wrapped his hand around your neck.

“we’ll save it for later.” he blinked, before grabbing your hand and taking you to the car.

“okay so, now you have to wear this.” after awhile he said showing you a blindfold.

“uhm, why?” you asker ed furrowing your eyebrows.

“uhm, cause i said so?” he said sarcastically, “just do it.”

you did as he said as he parked the car. he left and went to open your car, helping you walk.

“where are we?” you asked as you heard the sound of waves and then the sound of wood under your shoes, “is it a pier?”

tom stayed quiet before stopping in his tracks.

“happy birthday, love.” he said one last time before taking the blindfold off you, revealing a massive yacht infront of you with all the people you loved on it.

“surprise!” they yelled clapping their hands.

you started to tear up, covering your mouth before turning to tom and hugging him, “t-this is beautiful. i love you.”

“i love you too, that’s why i did this.” he said stroking your hair, “i want you to feel this special everyday.”

you guys exchanged another kiss, this time it was sweet and tender, it described and held your love in it. your heart was full of joy, it could’ve exploded.

“c’mon love birds, get in and let’s eat!” bill yelled making everyone laugh.

you and tom walked towards them, beginning to live a beautiful night that you’ll never forget.

a/n: hope you like it! <3

#tokio hotel #tokiohotel #tom kaulitz #writing #fandom #fanfic #masterlist #tom kaulitz x you #tom kaulitz imagines #tom kaulitz fanfic #tom kaulitz x reader #tom kaulitz x y/n

[intheticklecloset]

Hellooo ^_^ I hope you’re having a lovely day so far! For the event, can I order 🍉 ⭐️ with TodoBaku Lee Baku? You can do anything you want, including changing the ⭐️ if you’d like ^-^ I’m not picky about the situation. No feet tickles please! Thank you 🩵

🍋 Lemonade Special Order 🍋

Since you said you didn't mind me changing the ⭐, I decided to swap it for 🥡 - mostly because I've had a lot of stargazing requests and wanted to shake it up a bit while keeping your scenario kind of similar. Hope you enjoy! ^^

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Todoroki felt incredibly content. How could he not? He was lying under the warm spring sun with his beautiful, hotheaded boyfriend, snuggled up on his chest with the other boy’s arm wrapped around his waist. It was so calming and comforting. He loved moments like this, even more because they were so rare. While the picnic had been his idea, the cuddling had been Bakugou’s, and he felt he could die happy in this moment and have no regrets.

“Should have had waffles,” the blonde murmured.

Todoroki considered a moment, then decided he didn’t know what he meant and said, “Huh?”’

“We’re being such saps right now. We could make our own syrup and have waffles.”

The half-and-half hero snorted. “Look at you, showing off your knowledge.”

“Do you not know that syrup comes from certain trees?”

“Hush.” Todoroki nuzzled his boyfriend’s chest and pinched his ribs. “Let me enjoy this without your smart mouth ruining it.”

“Oi, don’t call me a smart mouth—hey!” Bakugou shot his free arm down protectively when Todoroki began pinching him with more purpose. “Knohohock it off!”

“I told you to hush. You’re ruining the moment.” Todoroki remain stubbornly where he was, effectively trapping at least one of Bakugou’s arms as he pinched up and down his ribs, making the blonde jerk and giggle despite himself. The peppermint boy smiled at the sound.

“Asshohohohole! I’ll ruhuhuin the moment more if you keheheheheep tickling me!”

Without another word, Todoroki strategically darted to scribble into the side of Bakugou he was laying on, making it so that he couldn’t stop him with either of his arms anymore thanks to their positioning. The snort the blonde let out made his heart leap, and he grinned as his partner squirmed and tried to hold back his giggles.

“Okay, okahahahahay, I’ll shuhuhuhut up about sahahahahap!” Bakugou whined after a few moments, tapping Todoroki’s shoulder in a gesture of submission. “Shohohohohohoto!”

Todoroki slowed to a stop, then wrapped his arm around his partner’s middle and hugged him closer, determined to snuggle him even more now. “You’re so warm.”

Bakugou scoffed. “Again with the sap—”

This time when Todoroki struck, it was with sudden, playful determination. He swung a leg over to trap the blonde where he was and dove his hand into his boyfriend’s armpit, making him screech and toss his head back as laughter spilled out of him beyond his control.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHOHOHO!! OKAY I’LL STOHOHOHOHOHOP I PROHOHOHOHOHOMISE!! SHOTO!!” Bakugou cried, struggling to no avail. He cackled as his partner found the sweet spot between his armpit and ribs, making his whole body spasm with ticklishness, a shriek flying past his lips. “FUHUHUHUHUHUCK!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!”

With a satisfied smirk, Todoroki flopped down on top of him and curled up again, nuzzling him even more now. “That’s more like it.”

“Tch. All right, all right. Come here, snuggles.” The blonde wrapped both arms and legs around him in a cuddly trap that made the other boy visibly melt. Bakugou smiled softly at him. “You’re cute, you know? Something so simple makes you so happy.”

Todoroki hummed contentedly, smiling as well. He didn’t say anything in response; he merely soaked up the moment while it lasted. Bakugou cuddling him was a rarity he didn’t want to miss a single second of.

The warm sun on the remains of their shared picnic together wasn’t so bad, either.

#fanfiction #tickle drabble #coffee shots #lemonade event #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bnha #mha #todoroki shoto #bakugou katsuki #todobaku #playful #cute #fluff #cuddles #tickling #ticklish #tickle

[duckymcdoorknob]

𝓣𝓲𝓬𝓴𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓭𝓪𝔂 14: 𝓢𝓸𝓯𝓽

Me when- when the- when-

I love them, your honor.

I wanna go to Waffle House.

WOOHOO WELCOME TO TKTOBER IN NOVEMBER GUYS LETS SEE HOW LONG IT TAKES ME TO GET THEM DONE

Tags: @chrimsss @ticklish-n-stuff bc you helped me ❤️❤️❤️

—This do have tickles below the cut ngl—

The life of a forest ranger is never dull, and boy is the stress never-ending. It’s almost impossible for Tighnari to come back to his hut unscathed and unaffected by the day. This day in particular, he actually managed to cheat death!

Except, now he can’t sleep.

There’s zero work to be done, the hut is clean, his clothes are hanging to dry, Collei is completely taken care off, dinner has been cooked and dishes washed, workspace tidy, floor clean, nothing.

His mind raced through what could possibly be the issue, but he’s yet to find one.

Sighing, he threw his hands over his eyes before standing up and sliding on his slippers. He gently trudged past Collei, stepping outside for a moment.

The fennec shivered a bit as he draped a cardigan around himself. He glided to the hill near his hut and stood quietly, arms crossed. A chuckle broke him from his trance.

“You look like a wife waiting for her husband to return from the war.”

Tighnari gasped, summoning his bow in that moment. He groaned out a sigh of relief, letting his shoulders slump down and putting up his weapon. “Nice to see you too, Cyno. You spying on me?” he grumbled.

“Hey, I was here first; you were too busy being a war wife to notice me sitting here… Hey, great reaction time by the way.”

“Ugh, you’re such a- nevermind…“ the dendro user was far too exhausted to even argue, instead opting to lay down next to his dear friend and place his arms behind his head.

The general turned to look at him fondly, a small smile gracing his features. “So, what brings you here?”

“I just can’t seem to fall asleep. All of my work is done, but I just don’t feel the need to rest,” Tighnari replied in exasperation, resting his hands on his eyes.

“Do you want relief, or someone to just let you feel your feelings?” the white-haired man hummed.

“I want to say both, but I just want to get to sleep…” the bow user murmured.

“Alright, come here.”

Cyno reached out to the man next to him, waiting for him to react. Tighnari opted to grab onto Cyno’s hand, eliciting a chuckle from the latter. “What?” he grumbled.

“I was offering for you to lay on me, but this works too.”

“Oh…” the fennec hummed, scooting closer and draping atop of his friend. “Oh, yeah… this does feel nice.”

The general grinned and brought a hand up to gently card his finger’s through the black and green mess of hair in front of his eyes. He gently raked his nails down Tighnari’s head.

Tighnari’s eyes fluttered shut and his head lolled to rest on Cyno’s chest. A pleasant sigh escaped his mouth as he fully relaxed.

“See, you are tired; your mind is just completely overstimulated right now, so it’s keeping you awake,” Cyno replied in a low voice, bringing his hands up to scratch at the bow user’s ears.

Breathy giggles suddenly escaped the other male.

“Oh? Come on now, don’t tell me you’re ticklish here too?”

“Yohohohoure suhuhuch ahaha buhuhully,” the fennec whimpered, unmoving.

Cyno smiled fondly at Tighnari’s sweet giggles, caressing his ears with ticklish touches. His other arm wrapped securely around the latter’s waist. “Gasp, I’m no bully,” he deadpanned, “I would never. After how nice I was to help you…”

“Cynohohoho. Yohohouhuhure- pfffahaha-“

“I’m what? I’ve never heard of that adjective before. Have you and Alhaitham been hanging out without me?”

Tighnari groaned through his giggles as he lay still on Cyno’s torso.

The general’s heart skipped a beat when the fennec weakly reached for his hand, hoping to stop the ticklish scratches. “Aht aht, I’m trying to help you sleep.”

“Nohohoho- yohohou’re tihihickling mehehe.”

“Tickling you? No… if I was trying to tickle you, I would’ve gone for your feet.” A wider smile tugged at his lips as he felt Tighnari instinctively cross his ankles to protect the sensitive spot.

The hand on the exhausted male’s waist poked and prodded ever so gently, tracing light circles over the forest ranger’s back and sides. Sleepy giggles emitted from him as his eyes continued to open and flutter closed. “Cynohohoho.”

“Mmm?”

“Thahahahanks.”

The general ceased all movement, wondering what Tighnari could’ve meant. He called his name; no response was given. When he tried again, he realized that the forest ranger had finally fallen asleep.

As carefully as he could, Cyno guided the latter into his arms, letting his head rest against his chest.

Their walk back to his hut was silent, but it was a long one. A million thoughts were in his head, yet Cyno said no words.

When he returned and entered the humble home, he was greeted by a bleary-eyed Collei getting some water. He pursed his lips and shushed her gently, resulting in a smile and a nod from the girl.

Laying the man down feet first—he remembered Tighnari saying that it worked on babies, so maybe it’ll work on people— and gently caressing his cheek, the general bid him farewell.

A hand grabbed his wrist as he turned around. “stay.”

Cyno exhaled fondly, settling down and taking Tighnari in his arms. Tighnari cuddled close to him and smiled in satisfaction; Cyno had to take a moment to keep himself from blushing too hard, then planted a small kiss on the ranger’s forehead.

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BONUS:

Later on, Collei returned to the kitchen for some more water. On the way in, she noticed a bigger mess of blankets on her master’s bed.

Curiously, she opened the cracked door and laughed to herself. Retreating quickly, she grabbed her Kamera from her nightstand and took a quick photo. After securing the device and photos, she happily snuggled between the two, smiling in safety.

Her family…

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#t content #augtickletober2023 #woohoo late entries! #Genshin #Genshin impact #gi #Genshin cyno #Genshin tighnari #genshin impact cyno #genshin impact tighnari #gi cyno #gi tighnari #tighnari #cyno #general mahamatra #sumeru #lee!tighnari #ler!cyno #ticklish!tighnari #genshin tickle #genshin tickling

[chocopbwafer]

[ general dating headcanons with fem!human!reader ]

Pairing : [m!voltron!chars x fem!reader]

TW? : None

Word Amount : 836

Originally Posted On : AO3

When Shiro gets stressed out he just likes to rest his head In your lap, or In the crook of your neck while he wraps his arms around your waist.

  He finds your presence very comforting.

  When you're worried or stressed out, he catches on Immediately.

  Will give you a glass of your favorite beverage, maybe some snacks and hold you close to him, and you just bury your head In his chest enjoying the comfort.

  "Want to talk about It?"

  If you don't want to, then he'll respect that, he'll just try to keep whatever's bothering you off your mind.

  If you do want to though, he'll definitely listen to whatever you want to vent about.

  He's been In a few past relationships so he's decent In experience

  He gives great hugs.

  (Sometimes he likes to be the little spoon.)

  Idk why but he gives me the vibe of somebody who can cook good waffles

  He likes to kiss the bridge of your nose.

  If you have freckles then he's definitely kissing each one he can find.

  Kiss his forehead while playing with his hair If you want him to melt Into a puddle

  (♡)

  You and Hunk have your own little cooking class with each other.

  One part of you Is paying attention to what he's saying while he's cooking with you and the other part Is just smiling cause he's smiling too and his happiness Is so contagious???

  He's been on a few dates before but this would be his first time In a serious relationship so he's kinda awkward at first

  He eventually warms up and gets closer to you

  He's a really good singer, like, you come home one evening and just hear him In the shower singing his lungs away

  If you've had a nightmare he'll hum and sing to you while holding you close, and he sounds so nice you end up dozing off.

  Kiss his cheeks and he's just gonna grin at you like a goof

  (♡)

  Self-care for Lance Is a very big deal, and If he notices that you're not taking time out to care for yourself he's putting that to a whole stop.

  Ask him for face masks and moisturizers cause the boy stays stocked up

  He'll definitely wash and braid your hair (If you let him that Is!)

  Pampers you with love and affection every chance he can

  He's clingy and needs kisses every five seconds

  "Lance, I JUST kissed you"

  "I want another one though!"

  Despite his constant flirting he actually has never been In a relationship, let alone a date

  So when he asks you out and you accept he's kinda confused 

  "Now what?"

  Very sweet boyfriend

  He likes to nuzzle his head Into your neck and sneak a peck or two there.

  His jaw Is kinda ticklish but he certainly won't complain if you pepper a few kisses there

(♡)

  Both you and Shiro are the only ones that can calm Keith down when he's agitated.

  Just pull him aside and talk to him for a little bit

  He'll calm down

  Eventually

  He's never been In a relationship before and he's kinda emotionally constipated so the whole dating and love thing Is kinda awkward for him

  So when he asks you out, flowers In hand, his head averted and cheeks a dusty pink you already know he didn't do It on his own

  Shiro, Hunk and Pidge helped him out

  Coran helped too, but Keith was pretty sure the courting methods he was talking about probably only worked on Altean women

  Goes to Shiro for advice occasionally 

  He does not understand flirting

  He'll just look at you confused and then like, ten hours later he's like "oh"

  He really likes to hold your hands, and just idly rub along the lines of your palms

  He likes to kiss your knuckles

  His shoulders are kinda ticklish

(♡)

    Sometimes you'll tag along behind Coran when he makes improvements on the castle-ship.

  While you help him with chores and whatnot he might talk about what Altea was like

  He'll apologize for babbling but If you encourage him to keep talking about his home-planet and he will not hesitate to just talk about what It was like, and you end up smiling cause his eyes are literally sparkling the whole time

  Tell him about earth dang it

  Poor man doesn't know what snow is

  If you and the rest of the crew ever make It back home you promise to yourself the first thing you'll do Is show your boyfriend how to make a snowman

  Has been In a few relationships and dates before but with Altean women

  He has no clue on how to pursue a human woman

  Gets advice from both Pidge and Shiro

  He's oddly warm

  Like, If you cuddle or hug him he just feels like a fricking furnace

  Very overprotective and sweet boyfriend tbh

  He likes to sneak little kisses at the tips of your ear

  fin.

#voltron x reader #shiro x reader #hunk x reader #lance x reader #keith x reader #coran x reader #headcanons #originally posted on ao3

[allthenamesithinkofaretaken]

There Was an Attempt:

Mornings

Requested by: @blackkillerbunnysstuff, they wanted to see Muerte being affectionate

Includes a 'Morning After' (hope you don’t mind) and really just some domestic fluff + goodbyes from me.

Also we got??? A Chihuahua???? I don't know it's so smol and it's 2 months old 😭

The morning light seeped through the light curtains of her room, casting a warm glow on the surface of the bed. There were already the sounds of children playing outside, squealing and giggling as they played a game of tag. They’d left a window open, it seemed, as the breeze blew past and sent the smell of baked pastry from the bakery nearby. Muerte’s nose twitched at the smell, huffing out as his eyes fluttered open to the bright morning light, the warmth of (Y/n)’s body snuggling closer to him bringing his attention down to her.

A breath escapes him, reaching up to lightly trace patterns against the bruising love bites he had left on her neck the night before, unable to help the light laugh that escapes him when she tilts her head to the part of her neck he had touched.

He didn’t know she was that ticklish.

“You got to stop,” (Y/n)’s voice broke through the silence of the room, groggy as she presses her face further into the fur of his chest, slapping away his hand that threatened to inch closer to her ticklish spot. “Muerte, I swear, let me sleep.”

“It’s already 8 in the morning,” he glanced out the window, propping his head up by his hand, elbow against the pillow beneath.

“And you kept me up until 3 am, so I deserve at least…” she paused, and he snickered at the pinch of her brow as she seemed to fade out in her thoughts before going back. “... 3 more hours of sleep.”

“What if I pull you up and dump you in cold water?”

She didn’t need to look at him to see the mischievous grin displayed on his lips, a low whine pushing past her as she buried her face on her pillow instead. “I hate you.”

“Funny,” he huffed, “I remember you screaming something else last nigh—”

“—Hey!” She playfully swatted at his chest, and he fell on his back with a laugh, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her up to him, letting her lay on his chest as their loud laughter died down to low chuckles and giggles.

“I still don’t believe I’m not crushing you with my weight.”

He snakes an arm around her, her skin tingling at the way he brushes the tip of his fingers against her warm skin. “I’m fine, mi Estrella,” he sighed. “Now I thought you said we were going to sleep for three more hours?”

“And I thought you wanted to get up?” She grinned, running her fingers through the soft fur on his chest whilst his hands mindlessly rubbed at her scalp, the sleepiness from before making it known with a yawn stretching her lips.

“I can be bribed with waffles later?”

“Deal.”

---

“Do you need eggs?”

“Yeah, just put them there,” she points to the empty bowl on the counter then resuming wiping down the last plate to wash, putting it away on the rack before helping Muerte with making breakfast.

While he was handling making the waffle batter, she was cracking the eggs over the frying pan, the sound of popping oil filling the room, as well as the scent of bacon and eggs.

“We don’t really have anything on the agenda today, huh?” she looked out the window, their plates of breakfast in hand just as Muerte finishes setting up the table, spotting the streets of Far Far Away be as busy as always. “Other than the usual, of course.”

Muerte lifts a cup of tea up to his lips, humming at the taste as she places his food in front of him, giving her a quick peck on the cheek as she takes a seat beside him.

“And other than you having to be Death and whatnot,” she takes a bite of their food, humming at the taste. “I might pay a visit to Perrito later though, he said he wanted to introduce me to his friend Donkey?”

Muerte huffed, “Don’t,” he takes a mouthful of food, and she arches a brow of confusion. With the food in his mouth, he could only shake his head, his next words muffled as he spoke. “Just don’t.”

“You know I can’t leave Perrito like that,”

“Then send him a letter like you always do.”

When they had finished with breakfast, Muerte was first to take their plates to the sink, turning the faucet on as she walked up beside him with a brow arched.

“You seem very helpful today?” She takes the plates he had rinsed from his hands, “You know, not that you usually aren’t, but today feels different?”

“Can I not just help mi Estrella out?” He places a kiss on her forehead before resuming with helping her with washing the plates, with him rinsing them whilst she takes care of scrubbing it with soap.

After placing the plates on the drying rack for a while, Muerte takes her by the waist, pulling her in an embrace as he rests his chin on the top of her head, hearing her muffled laugh from beneath him as she wraps her entire arms around him.

“Really, Muerte, what is going on?” She said in between the fits of giggles as Muerte began to sway them both, humming a familiar tune as the one they had danced to that night. “If you don’t want me to meet with Perrito for some unknown reason then fine, maybe I’ll stay.”

“It’s not Perrito I’m concerned about,” he grumbled, pulling apart from her, not really giving her any more context as to what he said. “I just…”

“I love you, alright?” He finally spoke, and the words tore through her heart and made her stomach explode with the most euphoric feeling she’s ever felt. She didn’t even realize how concerned he had gotten from the way she just looked up at him, unmoving, eyes wide and lips lightly parted. She couldn’t hold back the tears that invaded her eyes, and his concern faded at the joyous sound that left her lips as she tackled him with a hug. His back hitting the counter with a pained ‘oof’.

“I’m sorry!” She gasped, retreating her arms back and raising it above her head. “I’m sorry, I got way too excited and—” her words fell into fits of overjoyed laughter, a hand coming up to wipe away the happy tears from the edges of her eyes. “I love you too.”

He pulls her to him, leaning down and letting her lips press against his own, her arms wrapping around his neck while his hands hold her by the waist, turning and hoisting her up so she could sit on the counter.

She pulled back, leaning her head against his shoulder as he basked in the warmth of her embrace.

But like all the things that start, they eventually had to end. Pulling away from their embrace, Muerte gave her a kiss on the forehead, (Y/n) sighing as she leaned into the hand that cupped her cheek.

“Do you really have to go?”

“You know I do, mi Estrella,” he sighs. “But I promise, I’ll get back to you as fast as I can.”

She presses one last peck on his lips, smiling as she brushes away a few specks of dust on his poncho.

“I’ll be here waiting.”

(Aaaand that’s a wrap! I love you guys by the way. Thank you for staying with me up until here and I know this isn’t the end and I’m making it seem like it is, but it isn’t. I will be back. I can’t believe I wrote so many for our Immortal! Reader and Muerte after doing one on a whim one night, and I didn't expect you guys to like it as much as you did. Again, thank you! And I’ll see you soon! Don't know if you guys will notice but I ended this the same way I ended the first ever chapter of TWaA)

#puss in boots #puss in boots death #puss in boots death x reader #puss in boots the last wish #death the wolf #death x reader #muerte x reader #pib:tlw #puss in boots the last wish x reader #fanfic #puss in boots the last wish muerte x reader #puss in boots the last wish death #puss in boots the last wish death x reader

[rayraygo1267]

Gabenath Headcanons part I don’t even know anymore

Note: I’m currently working on writing out my review for the Miraculous Awakening Movie! I can’t wait to share it with you guys!

Sometimes Nathalie still calls Gabriel “sir” out of old habit and Gabriel can’t decide if he finds it adorable or if he’s hurt by the fact that Nathalie thinks she has to use such formalities

Gabriel always has Nathalie at his side when he’s in public even at his fashion shows, and she’s managed to build a name for herself as “the woman with the tablet.”

When out in public, Gabriel always stays within close proximity of Nathalie. He is always close enough to where their shoulders or arms are touching, or his arm is around her waist or his hand is resting upon her shoulder

Nathalie and Gabriel love rainy days

Gabriel and Nathalie are both extreme introverts

Nathalie runs all of Gabriel’s social media accounts since he does not know how modern media and technology works

Gabriel hogs all the blankets but when Nathalie gets cold she’ll yank them off of him in the middle of the night, with no remorse

Much to Gabriel’s surprise and delight, Nathalie is very ticklish

Nathalie is the one who bought Gabriel that red and white tie he wears all the time

Nathalie likes to play fight with Gabriel, especially when he’s cranky

Whenever they have company over, Nathalie will always text Gabriel a list of things to say (conversation starters) so that he doesn’t look like an idiot

Gabriel is always the one to sleep on the couch when they fight

Gabriel likes taking candid photos of Nathalie

Sometime while he’s akumatizing people, Mayura will send Hawkmoth random memes just to distract him and be annoying

Gabriel likes pancakes, Nathalie likes waffles

Gabriel takes longer to get ready

Nathalie isn’t much for jewelry and will only wear whatever trinkets Gabriel gives her

Gabriel loves to give Nathalie hugs from behind

Nathalie and Gabriel can both speak multiple languages

Nathalie is a cat person, while Gabriel despises cats for obvious reasons

Gabriel taught Nathalie to draw after he caught her trying to draw designs of her own

Gabriel may have wanted Emilie but he needed Nathalie

#gabenath #gabriel x nathalie #gabenathnation #gabriel agreste #nathalie sancoeur #mlb gabriel #mlb nathalie #fav mlb ship #mlb shipping #hawkmoth #mayura #miraculous ladybug #adrien agreste #emilie agreste #emilie graham de vanily #fav ship #fanon #headcanon #canon in my heart

[august-anon]

Girl's Night

For Tickletober Day 8: Truth

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Fandom: Critical Role

Ship(s): None!

Characters (lee/ler): Lee!Beau, Ler!Molly and Ler!Jester

Word Count: 769 words

Summary: What would Truth or Dare be without a little Zone of Truth? A lot more chaotic, as Beau finds out -- but it is her fault for letting the spell run out.

[ao3 link]

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“Don’t you fucking dare!”

Molly grunted with effort as he tried to climb atop Beau’s waist. “If you hadn’t danced around the question for so long that the spell wore off, we wouldn’t need to test it, would we?”

“Yeah, Beau!” Jester whined, trying to get a grasp on Beau’s wildly swinging arms. “And that was totally my last spell slot today!”

Beau spat out a litany of curses as Jester caught a wrist – clearly her inebriation was catching up with her. “Why do we even need the stupid fucking Zone of Truth in the first place?”

“Because of liars like you and me, dear.”

“Yeah, Beau! You can’t just lie in Truth or Dare – that’s like, the whole point!”

“You’re ruining the sanctity of Girl’s Night!” Nott cried out, and Beau couldn’t even see Nott anymore from her vantage point of the ground, but Nott had quickly moved into third place on her List. Jester and Molly were currently tied for first and second.

Beau let out a frustrated roar as Molly and Jester finally trapped her. With all the booze in her system, she wasn’t coordinated to buck Molly off, and even sober she wouldn’t have been able to beat Jester’s strength. She shot a desperate look over toward her last hope.

“Aren’t you going to, I don’t know, help me?”

Yasha stared at the three of them impassively, squinting her eyes as though she was thinking very hard about the question. “No,” she said flatly, slowly bringing her ale up to her lips.

Beau gaped at her.

Molly clicked his tongue. “Looks like you’re all ours.”

“You’re fucking dead, Tealeaf.”

“If you had just told us the truth in the first place, you wouldn’t be in this mess.”

“Who the fuck answers that question?”

Jester blinked down at her. “Uh, me. I’m, like, super duper ticklish. It’s so much fun! Right, Molly?”

Molly nodded, cracking his knuckles. “Oh, of course. I am too, loads of fun – both sides of it, really.”

Beau sputtered for a moment. “Yeah, well, you two don’t count!”

“I’m ticklish, too,” Yasha said. “I don’t love it like they do, but I don’t mind it.”

Beau gaped at her again. Yasha shrugged.

“See?” Molly said. “Not so hard.”

Jester gasped. “Maybe we just have to tickle her until she says that she is!”

“No!”

“Oh, I love the way you think, Jester.”

Before Beau could curse the two of them out again, tiefling claws were crawling up her sides and down her arms. She held off as long as she could, but soon enough Jester’s claws were in her armpits and Molly’s fingers were pinching at her waistline and she broke. She spat out curses and threats between the laughter that bubbled out, but judging by her friends fond smiles, she wasn’t making much progress.

And the worst part was – she didn’t hate it. She’d never admit it even under pain of death, but Beau didn’t necessarily hate her friends tickling her. Maybe it was the booze, or maybe it was the silly atmosphere they’d created to give Jester her first real “Girl’s Night,” but, well, it was actually kind of… fun. Dammit, now she had a new question to avoid under Zone of Truth at all costs – and knowing Jester, it would be asked. But maybe, if she waffled around and refused to answer again, she would get this again without having to ask for it.

But tough, stubborn reputation or not, Beau was fucking plastered and she didn’t have the stamina to handle an extended tiefling tickle attack. She gave them a few minutes to have their fun – and a mirth-filled few minutes it was, seeing as they’d found tickle spots Beau didn’t even know she had – but before long, she was giving into their demands.

“Fucking – okay! I’m fucking ticklish, alright? Cut it out!”

Jester pulled back immediately, her smile wide and beaming and bright enough that Beau had to look away. Molly took his damn sweet time, skittering his claws back towards his own body, poking a few sweet spots on his way for good measure. Beau laid there boneless as Jester released her wrists and Molly slowly crawled off her hips. 

“You know,” Yasha said, slicing through the silence as she took another slow sip of ale, “you should try his ribs.”

Beau’s eyes shot to Molly’s. He swallowed, bringing his hands up in a placating motion.

“Now, now – let’s not be hasty.”

Beau lunged, a dangerous smile on her face. “Your turn.”

Needless to say, they had several noise complaints by the end of the night.

#tickle fic #tickletober #augtickletober2023 #tickletober 2023 #my writing #critickle role #lee!beau #ler!mollymauk #ler!jester #ticklish!beau #critical role #cr #beauregard lionett #jester lavorre #mollymauk tealeaf #yasha nydoorin #nott the brave

[crookedkryptonitebeliever]

CKB (crookedkryptonitebeliever) DATING SIM

[ACTUALLY THIS SERVES MORE LIKE CHARACTER DESCRIPTIONS FOR MY OCS]

Tw: yandere, infantilization, , incest, noncon, sexual content, foot injury

So you got transmigrated into an otome game. Cool.

To your surprise, you're not the villain or villainess! But instead, the main character. That should be fun and easy, right? Main characters always get their happy endings with hot anime boys.

Right?

I'll let you be the judge of that.

This game is created by crookedkryptonitebeliever on Tumblr, if it helps.

The anime boys are not boys. Nor girls. Nor non binary, nor anime but a scarier firth thing. Da Creator's OCs.

We got,

2718 the aloof, magical Venusian cowboy who doesn't speak English, easiest way to get to his heart is through his stomach

Unnamed androgynous entity carrying an Abacus, the freak in the sheets and freak in the Venusian streets who also doesn't speak English, loves french kissing a little too much

Your unnamed big brother who would rather take care of you than do anything else. No, he doesn't give a shit that you're 18, 25, 52 or 75 or a millennia old, you are still baby to him. Now what would you like for dinner? Big brother will cook you up something yummy

Your unnamed best friend turned fiance then husband who seems the sanest of the bunch. I would personally go for this guy because he pays for all your bills and supports you, and gives you enough freedom and cooks good and he would-

Leveret, brunch lover and destroyer of bottomless mimosas, the least developed of the bunch, he's fuckin weird but rich though. Lovely elegant fingers, elegant posture and gait, nothing like a bunny despite popular belief. More like a snake

An unnamed hitman who only has the hots for you and eats your pussy like groceries, camps under your bed to spawn kill that kitty

Da Translator, she's not even a love interest nor does she have any interest in love. Da Creator just shoehorned her in to make communication between 2718 and Abacus easier. Faulty nanobots in her bloodstream and corrupt intergalactic governments strike again. She just wants to go home.

And many more that have yet to crawl out of the deepest crevices of my drafts and make their grandiose (or creepy) appearance.

In this series, or oneshot, or waffle, or whole nothing burger, everyone is slightly altered from canon to fit with the setting.

Let's begin.

You were just dropped here. Literally. From the fucking sky and you broke your fucking foot as a result.

You, a modern day salary person, or student, or surgeon, or sturgeon, or whatever with almost tangible question marks around your head, is clutching your pained foot. The last thing you remembered was sneakily sleeping on your job after giving up on your task at hand. You were rudely awakened by the ticklish feeling of your organs floating inside you, a rushing gust of wind against your face and ultimately a bone fracture.

Howling and sobbing from the excruciating pain, you caught the attention of more than enough citizens in the town square you were dropped in. Of course, a person manifesting from thin air and falling from the sky already had their interests piqued.

This sucks, you thought. Usually transmigrants wake up in bed, as someone else-in someone else's body, mild to severe confusion is to be expected. But generally, initially unharmed. You didn't expect to be flung down from the fucking sky with no plot armor.

Da creator argues that you do have some plot armor, you're still alive, aren't you? You would become a flattened reader patty by falling at that height if this was in real life.

Back to the plot at hand. You're suffering with a broken foot, everyone around you dress Amish, no tech in sight- still using oil lanterns to light up the place. They seem human enough for you to realize that they're frowning, gaping, gasping, murmuring and knitting their eyebrows in concern.

The more you look away from your horrifyingly twisted foot, the more you notice that... there is modern technology around! There are people wearing casual hawaiian shirts, baseball caps and a DSLR camera hung around their neck. Must be tourists from the city.

Now there are 7 ways this can go. Each path you choose will have... probably another 3 more ways. Then each will branch off again to another three more ways and so on. Da creator is not doing this game on Tumblr cause it will be a nightmare to masterlist and keep track.

I was planning to be like Degrees of Lewdity inspired, text based and using twine to do it but I know squat shit about coding. So this may probably be an empty promise, but I want to make like a visual novel out of it.

Maybe not... visual. I don't know how those talented VN artists do it, but I simply CANNOT draw all of that.

I'll probably start off strong and fall off the face of Earth doing this, my motivation is never consistent. So don't expect much, I'm just throwing this out here in case maybe in a couple months I decided to reread my crap and see this and go "hey why not" and pick it back up.

Then disappear for a couple weeks, abandon the project, reread my stuff, rinse and repeat. Keep in mind I haven't have a slightest idea how to code or any of its' jargons.

Anyways, you get to choose how to meet one of the 7 OCs.

You could either:

Have 2718 swoop in and save you from some bad guys, true to the first installment of Language Barrier. But he is not going to treat you like a mature, self critical adult, if that's what you were expecting. You're injured and he is not letting you do anything for yourself. But you find it strange that your pain is gone whenever he's touching you. You can see that he's upset over your injury, but he does whatever he can to soothe you. He's awfully quiet, don't you think?

Abacus guy comes in and act like a caretaker of yours, since you can't understand what most of them are saying due to your limited... unevolved biological hardware. And poor you, howling in pain with your ankle shattered like that, of course you're not going to notice that some of the tourists are speaking in English. Abacus guy is going to gently pick you up, coo at you and turn you into putty in their arms. They pressed their lips against the crook of your neck, suckling on a very sensitive spot. It feels good...

Oh no! His baby! Your big brother will sob, taking you into his strong arms, burying his face in your hair, muttering soft, sweet nothings to soothe you. Quickly but carefully, he zipped through the curious crowd and loaded you in his car, making sure you're comfortable with your favorite plushies and blankies. Are you thirsty? Big brother has some refreshing drinks he keep in his cooler. Hungry? There are packets of healthy snacks he neatly arranged in his car organizer. Big brother will open the packets for you if you ask, but please... please eat your painkillers first. It's going to be a long ride to the hospital and you're going to suffer. And that breaks his heart.

You noticed a shadow looming over you. You looked up to see the worried face of your beloved best friend, tears from his puffy eyes streaking down his sunken cheeks. There were dark bags under his eyes from the stress. Presumably from work and the worrying he endured while you're away. He scooped you up carefully and hastily placed you down on the stretcher prepared by the best medical team in the... galaxy? They placed a complicated looking helmet over your head before pressing a button on a metallic device. You heard muffled glass shatters after that. Each of the members held on tight to the stretcher, your best friend held onto you, hugging you tightly as he whimpers, rubbing your arm up and down. You don't know what happened, but you can't describe what you're seeing through the glass. It's like watching the world's most indescribable movie, it's not giving you any feelings of pain or fear or nausea.

Leveret is too green and unripe now, I can't exactly write for him until I write a part 2, will get back to this later

Same goes for our pussy devourer hitman, too incomplete, will get back to this later as well

You were momentarily distracted from your pain when you heard a scream looming in the distance... From above. It's getting louder and louder until you hear a devastating thud and crunch against the ground, silvery specks flew past your eyes. Accompanied by multiple gasps. Sobbing, groaning and cussing soon followed. You craned your neck to see a woman, dressed in office attire, howling loudly in pain. Looks like she shattered both legs and an arm. Strange metallic liquid ooze out of her wounds. The two of you remained on the ground, injured and exhausted while everyone else just stared. All the while, feeling that something big and bad is about to come.

When all of them have their names already, I'll change the fic accordingly. But for now, this is all I can provide. Lackluster in everything <3

Actually no, no choosing. The game chooses for you and it's all up to chance. Probably have an introduction where you get up on your own and girlboss your way out. But eventually have one of my OCs catch you.

Yeah I don't know where I'm going with this.

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere oc #yandere male #yandere concept #tw yandere #male yandere #yandere tw #tw incest #tw infantilization #tw noncon #male yandere ocs #yandere ocs x reader #dating sim

[sassypossumm]

Waffles and Sex

"And if I want you to bend me over the counter and fuck me senseless before those waffles?" Also known as, the morning after your first time with Steve Rogers...

I know, I know, I already posted this in two parts for Miguel O'Hara, but it was too good not to share with my other husband, Steve Rogers. (18+) fluff and smut.

The morning after your first night together, you'd roused with a sleepy smile when you felt the solid warm chest of the man behind you. Sighing contentedly, you'd closed your eyes and wriggled further into his warmth.

"Awake?" His voice rough with sleep rumbled low as he nuzzled your ear. You squirmed a bit at the ticklish sensation and hummed. Steve wrapped his arm tighter around your waist, dragging you even closer. You'd been just on the edge of falling back asleep, when his fingers trailed suggestively down your thigh.

"Steve..." You whined sleepily when his hand slid between your thighs to cup your pussy. He simply nuzzled your ear and ghosted a kiss into the curve of your neck.

"Shh, you did so much last night, just relax." You were lulled back into that hazy space between wakefulness and sleep when he began lazily rubbing his middle and ring fingers on either side of your clit, teasing the sensitive area. Groaning, you rocked back into him. It wasn't helping that the palm of his hand was inadvertently applying pressure to your entrance that was growing wetter by the minute.

"You call this relaxing?" You groused, some of the effect being lost with the breathy quality of your voice. Steve grinned and buried his face in your hair. He caught the faint scent of apples and groaned when his cock twitched against your perfectly rounded backside.

It had been a long time since Steve had any woman in his bed, and as you whined and grumbled, he was struggling to imagine any other at this point.

He was pussy whipped after only one night, and he knew it.

It was growing more difficult to ignore how his hardening cock felt as your hips grinded back into his. Steve groaned and pulled his hand away from your pussy to grip your hip, stilling your motions. Huffing, you turned your head to glare at him. Steve's eyes creased as he smiled at you warmly.

"Has anyone ever told you how adorable you are when you're angry?" He chuckled, squeezing your thigh teasingly.

"Yes." You huffed again, and rolled onto your back, folding your arms. Propping himself up on his elbow, Steve teased your soft inner thigh with a finger.

"Don't be angry, angel." Your eyes darted to his face, and you felt yourself caving to his deep, pleading eyes.

"I... might be persuaded..." Turning your head, you stared at the ceiling petulantly. Steve bit back another chuckle at your antics and hummed thoughtfully.

"My best friend claims my pancakes are legendary." He coaxes, ghosting his fingers over your stomach. You suck in a breath and your muscles go taught at the sensation.

"I prefer waffles, pancakes make me feel like I'm suffocating."

"I can make waffles." He says quietly, dipping down to kiss the hollow of your throat. Against your best efforts, a whimper escapes your lips, and you tangle your fingers in his golden-brown hair. Steve smiles against your skin and sucks at your pulse before nosing at your ear again. Turning your face, your nose brushes against his.

"And if I want you to bend me over the counter and fuck me senseless before those waffles?" You whisper coyly, trailing your hand down his stomach and towards the waist band of his boxers. Steve catches your fingers and brings them to his lips, and stares at you through half lidded eyes.

"You only have to ask, baby doll."

And thus, that simple conversation led to you leaning over Steve's kitchen counter, drooling into the grout as his cock all but split you in two from behind.

"So tight..." He grunted, tightening his grip on your hips as he pulled your hips back to meet his thrusts. His heart melted at your breathless murmurings, and he slowed his thrusts to sensually roll his hips into yours. Leaning over your back, he laced his fingers through yours and pressed open mouth kisses down your neck.

Driving his cock deeper, he groaned at the way your walls clamped around him, fighting to keep him trapped as he pulled out slowly, only to slide back in at an agonizingly slow pace.

You gripped his hands and moaned as the veins along his cock grazed your sensitive walls. With the way he was grinding slowly into you, the base of his cock ground into your overstimulated bundle of nerves with delicious friction. A tingle slithered down your spine and tightened in your pelvic floor.

"Steven..." You whimpered, burying your face in the crook of your arm.

"Shh, baby doll, I've got you." Steve murmured in your ear, picking up his pace again and freed one of his hands to grope at your breast through his shirt. Burying his face in your hair, he breathed deeply, relishing the way the scents of your arousal and his own natural musk blended so harmoniously.

Cupping your breast through the fabric, he growled low in his throat as he plucked at your nipple and drove into you with renewed vigor. His taught abdomen brushed your lower back with every thrust as he leaned back to grip your hips, determined to drive you both to completion.

You tried to reach between your legs to rub at your clit, but Steve bat your hand away with a growl. You opened your mouth to whine, but cried out when his rough fingers began massaging to small nub expertly. Your murmurings devolved into inarticulate mewling.

Feeling his balls tighten and his cock twitch, Steve leaned over you again as his pace slowed and he nipped at your ear.

"You looked so pretty last night with your lips around my cock, angel." Your breath caught as he sucked at your thrumming pulse. "Then when you came... shit... pure rapture." Your brain scrambled into static at the words rolling off his tongue, and your body trembled at his deep husky tone.

Who'd have guessed Steve Rogers would be not only the best shag you'd had in a long time, but also the sexiest dirtiest talker you'd encountered.

"Gonna cum for me again, Y/N?" His honeyed tone, and the way his tongue darted out to tease your jawline tipped you over the edge, warmth overwhelmed you as you groaned and gripped his hand for all you were worth. Steve followed not long after, biting your shoulder lightly as his cock twitched and rope after rope of his seed painted your fluttering walls.

Coming down from your high, you were vaguely aware of him pulling out of you, followed by the sensation of a damp cloth between your legs.

"You did so well, Y/N." Stev murmured, nuzzling your ear and kissing your neck as he gently cleaned your folds. Leaning back into him you rested against his solid body and looked up into his warm blue eye. He smiled softly, eyes creasing at the corners and leaned down to kiss your nose. "Ready for those waffles?"

In that moment you knew, Steve Rogers was going to be so much more than a good shag.

#steve rogers #steve rogers x reader #steven grant rogers #captain america #steve rogers imagine #steve rogers smut #steve rogers x you #steve rogers fic #fluff #smut

[nottrickytorockarhyme]

It's nothing short of amazing that I can use modern technology to make a girl 4155 miles away blush and squirm with only my words and charisma. This goes out to my ticklish little waffle, I'm coming for you and that tummy is gonna be my first stop. I'd recommend making peace with God before the tickle monster finds you.

#sfw tickling #sfw tickling community

[littlesolo]

Domestic Kacy Details

I love all the domestic details we got in just the first episode of the season. Did Lucy make chicken and waffles???

It all got my head thinking a little though.

Kacy Drabble for 2x01

Kate and Lucy have been getting to know each other better. All the way down to the small details like ticklish spots. They'd missed a lot before, but she won't make that mistake this time. Kate wants to know everything and is having fun learning.

There are things she needs a little help understanding though. Lucy has been bringing a few things over from her place. Apparent essentials that have been missing from her life.

For instance, Lucy brought a French Press. For Kate, coffee is coffee. French press and Nitro brew? It may add something extra, but coffee is what she needs to get going in the morning and keep going. If she wants a little whipped cream and caramel syrup, she'll hit the coffee shop on the way in.

While they were on and off, Kate wound up buying a programmable coffee pot to give them a few extra minutes in the morning, but the machine itself was still basic. She's not going to question Lucy though. Maybe it does taste better. She'll find out some morning. Besides, if Lucy finds certain things essential, who is she to question it? Maybe she's been doing coffee all wrong, she'll find out.

Another thing she's learned is that being from Texas is supposed to explain a lot? Kate still has questions though. Like chicken and waffles. It makes no sense to her. Lucy doesn't really have much of an explanation either, but it's a thing. Kate will take her word on that.

Kate can't help smiling thinking about how there are various things that don't make sense to Lucy too. Like how she doesn't like pineapple. Lucy finds that baffling. Especially since she doesn't have a specific reason for not liking them. It's not an allergy, they just hurt her tongue and she doesn't like their taste.

They both have their little quirks. Making her bed is just habit. Her bed has always been somewhere she goes to feel comfortable. To read after a long day, a change of place to go over files, it's a place she can relax. Lately though, most bed related things involve Lucy.

Sharing her home might be awkward or irritating with someone else, but with Lucy it just feel natural. Lucy makes herself comfortable. Lucy coming and leaving her things around happened a few times before she realized what she was doing. She was quick to apologize, but Kate doesn't care. It makes her apartment more of a home rather than just a place to stay.

They're still learning things about each other all the time, which means there are still nerves for the both of them. She doesn't miss those moments where Lucy seems to deflate a little. It usually happens when Lucy is worrying if she's being too much. She isn't too much and Kate will reassure her of that every time. She wants to hit whoever told Lucy she was. It is a little much sometimes, like when Lucy made her breakfast in bed. Did they have enough breakfast for the whole team? Sure, but it will get eaten. Kate makes sure she gets a bit of everything before they pack up the rest for the team. Kate's cooked for Lucy a few times, there are a few dishes she knows she can make well, but Lucy is amazing when it comes to food. What Kate appreciates most though is the thought and effort behind it all, the fact that it's all delicious is just a bonus.

They've talked a lot since getting back together. Hours spent out on the balcony, spread out on the couch, curled together in bed. Lucy hasn't said she loves her yet, but she shows it, so Kate isn't worried. There's no rush. They'd skipped and rushed things before and that hadn't worked well. She also know that when Lucy says them, she'll mean them. She'll be sure and Kate doesn't want to hear it before then. They want to do this right. Kate loves her and doesn't mind waiting, she isn't going anywhere.

#kacy drabble #kacy #kate x lucy #kate whistler #lucy tara #ncis hawaii #S2 drabble #domestic kacy

[lovelynim]

babe i NEED you to tell me some spicy lass hcs pls thank u

Oh dw waffle i got you hehe. I do have some thoughts on him (mostly thanks to you) and since you didn't mention if you wanted it tickle or non tickled related, im doing a little bit of both

Also, I'm putting those under the cut cuz they are spicy huehuehue

Okay so first things first, tickling or not, if you get him tied up he is already stuttering with anticipation

Like, he is used to jump and move around a lot (and is a hell of a squirmer when it comes to tickling) so bondage is enough to make panic lmao

and if you add a blindfold? he completely loses it

anyway, now that you have him all wrapped up like a nice gift, there is another thing to keep in mind: he doesn’t like to wait

so it’s reaaaally easy to get him all railed up and if you start edging him he will literally beg you to let him cum

also, usually he is sensitive to all kinds of tickling, even having a stronger reaction to rougher ones

but in this kind of scenario, light, gentle and repetitive touches will drive him up the wall

gently tracing lines with the tips of your nails and slowly using a feather to brush up and down his skin will make him MELT

and when you combine this + the restrains + the anticipation, he just gets twice as sensitive and will keep letting out those gaspy, moany giggles everytime

one last thing is that if he is really aroused, you’ll find out his pp is feather ticklish. And tickle him there will get him even harder, but never enough to make him cum, so he will be literally tearing up from how good it feels, but also how horribly ticklish it is huehuehue

#grand chase #lass isolet #ticklish!lass #lee!lass #spicy #headcanons #tickling headcanons #spicy headcanons

[justanie]

Hey, bestie!! :3

Sending you a ship for "Domestic ship - Send me a ship and I’ll write the following domestic headcanons".

The ship is..

GAKULUKA! :D 💖💖💜💜💖💖💜💜💖💖💜💜

Aaaaawwwww, thank you very much friend! You have no idea how much I love writing these Headcanons for my OTP!! <33333 💜💖💜💖💜💖💜💖💜💖💜💖💜💖💜💖

These Headcanons haunt the future of my usual Vocaloid stories and hcs. Around this time, Gakupo and Luka get married at the age of 32 and 26, as seen in the drawing ^w^

❥• Almost every hour of the day (except for the times when Gakupo goes to work) they spend together flirting and showing their love and affection for each other. And since I mentioned going out, whenever he can, Gakupo buys Luka a special gift, also counting the dates they've had.

❥• They both take turns doing chores and neither makes a mess for the other to clean up. Generally when it comes to cooking, Gakupo is in charge of preparing breakfast, lunch, and dinner, while Luka makes desserts and sweet breakfasts like pancakes and waffles.

❥• Their reason is simply easy: so that they both have fun when they are in a state of boredom. Gakupo ends up winning in the tickle fights due to the fact that Luka is more ticklish than him.

❥• Necessary food that runs out in a certain time, and previously mentioned, gifts for each one in terms of consent.

❥• Romantic comedies suggested by Luka to make Gakupo smile, classic horror because Luka ending to snuggle into Gakupo when she gets scared by some scene.

❥• Sweet and Bitters and Powery Snow, also a softer version of Destiny Colors. They are both of their favorite songs that they remember with a lot of love for including them at their wedding.

❥• They already have an existing one...an adorable octopus that looks just like its beloved owner and her name is Tako-Luka!

❥• I don't know if this counts as a fight, but sometimes Luka reminds Gakupo that as much as she loves him when it comes to caring about her, it raises the level of his overprotective husband a bit. He knows that his wife will never be in danger even in his absence, but if becomes overprotective of her it is because Gakupo loves her so much and would not allow anything bad to happen to Luka.

❥• Speaking of spiders, Luka is quite arachnophobic in my Headcanons. Which would make her very likely to panic if she sees a hideous and "big" spider, so Gakupo came to save her from that creature.

❥• What if I say that they have a tradition when it comes to waking up? Well, every time one gets up first, the following happens: If Luka wakes up first, she delicately gets on top of Gakupo and fills his face with kisses, resulting in a sweet awakening for her sleepy Samurai. While Gakupo has two methods, the first is usually that he slowly approaches her wife and whispers cute things in her ear to wake her up, if this doesn't work he resorts to the second method; If Luka is asleep on her back Gakupo carefully gets on top of to kiss her on the lips and the times he tries manages to wake up Luka! It is a method that the two called “The Kiss of True Love”.

#I'll reblog it from that account later because I'm getting ready to go to uni : #I know I know that these types of posts are usually made on my account anies-vocalsynthhcworld but today I wanted to make the exception uup #vocaloid #megurine luka #luka megurine #gakupo kamui #kamui gakupo #camui gackpo #gackpoid #gakuluka #lukapo #luka x gakupo #gakupo x luka #my otp for life #vocaloid headcanon #vocaloid headcanons #headcanon #headcanons #ship headcanons #my weird world of headcanons #asks #ask me #ask game #ask challenge #my art

[nothingnessisgood]

It took me a long time to make this little dessert teenieping fic! So… lol

Bubble gum has a soft side!

🎈: Puffping

🧇: Waffleping

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Words: idk

Ship: Puffle

Topic: Puffping is mad because Waffleping flattened his sandwich, Waffleping feels a bit bad, so he tried to fix Puffpings anger and sadness over not eating a sandwich so.. Waffleping gets a little silly idea…

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Puffping: No fair! I didn’t even get to eat my sandwich….

Waffleping watchs from the corner as his friend becomes more angrier and sadder

He walks up to him and looks at him eye to eye contact

Waffleping: Hey uhh Puffping… I’m sorry that I flattened your sandwich… it was just an accident, Waffle…

The little bubble gum boy looks at him with a little feeling of fury inside of him

Puffping: Well a sorry is not going to cut it this time! Now go away and leave me alone, Puff!

The Waffle boy backed up a little and feels very bad

Waffleping: Hmm… maybe I should cheer him up..?

The waffle teenieping thought and sat next to Puffping

A few minutes later Waffleping tries to make silly little faces and tell jokes and anything that can cheer people up but nothing is working!

Waffleping: What can make you happy?! Ugh! I give up!

Puffping: See? Nothing you will do can make me happy! Nothing!

Then the Waffleping placed Puffping on his lap

Puffping: Wha- Hey! Get me off!

Waffleping: I know what can cheer you up!

Puffping: Oh? Then what is it?

Waffleping: Tickles!

Puffping: Ha! Yea right- wait. Did you say tickles, Puff puff?!

Then the waffle teenieping scribbles his fingers around Puffpings sides

Puffping: Hehehehey! Cuhuhuhut thahahahat ouhuhut!! Hahahahaha!!

The bubble gum boy squealed and squirms around Wafflepings lap

Waffleping: Is someone ticklish, Waffle~

Puffping: Nohohoho stahahahap tehehesing!! Hehehehe!!

Waffleping slides his fingers onto Puffpings underarms

Puffping: NOHOHOHO NOHOHOT THEHEHERE HAHAHAHAHA!!

Waffleping: I think I found the soft spot!

Puffping: STAHAHAHAP IT HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Waffleping: I’ll only do that if you will be happy after this, Waffle!

Puffping: FHIHIHIHINE ILL BEHEHE HAHAHAPPY HAHAHAHA!!

Waffleping let’s go of Puffping and the bubble gum boy falls to the ground, breathing heavily

Puffping: You’ll pay for that!

Waffleping: we’ll see…

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🎈the end 🧇

Holy moly 😱😱

#tickle catch teenieping #lee!puffping #ler!Waffleping #so cute!