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justmarrik · 10 months
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MEOW????
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the-cashtealer · 5 months
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You are a psicopath
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"Spotted.♡"
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chibimochii · 1 year
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When the ler is more flustered than the lee..
Finally did Aether getting tickled after I did that poll ages ago-,,, and a rare Ler Xiao? Wowie, honestly I don’t have anything else to add so.. enjoy
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coy-lee · 1 year
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I... Have been intimidated by the prospect of creating such a piece for YEARS... But the time has come.
So, I made what I always wanted most come true X3.
This has been years coming so I'm honestly a bit anxious.
ANYWAY YEET!
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ampreh · 1 year
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Vileville & Game Master
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My immortal boy the Cashtea-ler ( @the-cashtealer ) , with an extra version i did for Valentine Day because I'm being silly- Nah, I don't intend to make excuses (・ิω・ิ) He rly needed an alt outfit too even if i like both hehehe
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rafatello · 1 month
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LOSER
@sirou46 Crue-ler and (mine) 72ler being losers baby and they're fine like that. Life it's better when they are together!
Thanks Sirou for the idea, I haven't watch the show, but yeah, enjoy jsjsjs
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hype-blue-fixation · 3 months
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Since you’re taking Alastor tk audio suggestions…
how about him teasing us with baby talk and pointing out how much we’re blushing
I swear these things are getting longer. I'm enjoying them a lot though and I'm glad you all do too! Hold on to your socks because baby talk teases are in the house :>
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awkwardlyflustered · 1 month
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Best Babysitter Ever
A/N: I have been watching too much Criminal Minds recently, I just started it over for like the 5th time. I love the BAU so goddamn much, and I specifically love Reid (he’s just a lil guy) so y’all better get so ready for so much lee Reid in the upcoming weeks. For now though, Reid and Hotch interacting has my entire soul and being so here’s a quick little story for the two of them. 
“Hotch, I promise you everything will be okay, I read five parenting books on the way here just to prepare.”
“I know, I trust you’re gonna be fine, you’ve just never babysat by yourself before, and JJ was supposed to come over and help…” Hotch trailed off, unable to keep the overprotective dad side from surfacing. 
“We’ll be fine! I’m great with kids,” Reid continued to argue, “We’ll have so much fun, isn’t that right Jack?” Both men turned their eyes over to the small six year old playing with his trucks in the corner. Jack agreed enthusiastically and ran over to hug Spencer’s leg. 
“Alright, I’m sure you guys will be fine,” Hotch finally relented. “Reid, call me if you need anything at all, and Jack, be good for Spencer” Spencer gave a salute towards his boss as Jack ran to hug his dad goodbye. 
A few hours later, Hotch walked back into his house and was immediately greeted by the loud screams of laughter from Jack. Smiling, he made his way towards the two, not saying anything. 
“SPEHEHENCEHEHER!” Jack squealed as Reid’s fingers scribbled across his belly. 
“Spencer? Who’s Spencer, I’m the tickle monster!” The curly haired boy announced, scooping up the small kid’s wrists in one hand, and drilling into his underarms with the other. Jack kicked out and tried to squirm away from the intruding hands, finally noticing his dad standing over the two of them. 
“DAHAHAHAHD HEHEHEHELP!!” 
“You can scream all you want, no one can save you from the tickle monster!” Reid called out with a grin taking over his face as he turned to Hotch as a greeting. 
“You heard him Jack, I can’t save you, there’s nothing I can do.” Hotch had a soft grin taking over his face as well, though not quite as smug as Spencer’s. 
“PLEHEHEASE,” Jack whined out, obviously enjoying himself. 
“Hmm alright fine, I’ll do my best but no promises.” Hotch threw his coat that he had just taken off onto the couch and crouched down by the two of them. “Let’s see here…” he muttered out, taking a hold of Jack’s arms and pretending to pull as hard as he could. 
“You’re no match for my incredible strength!” Spencer continued in character, vibrating his fingers into Jack’s ribs causing a whole new round of laughter. 
“Hmm I have an idea,” Hotch thought aloud as he stalked towards Spencer. 
“You’ll never beat me! Jack will be mine forever,” the so-called tickle monster called out yet again, too busy with his charade to pay any attention to the older man getting closer and closer to him. Without warning, Hotch practically tackled Spencer and started digging into his ribs. Spencer squealed and kicked his feet, completely caught
off guard by the attack. Jack quickly stood up from his position on the floor cheering and encouraging the attack. 
“Well well well, looks like the tickle monster is ticklish.”
“Nohohoho” Reid giggled out, weakly swatting at the offending hands currently wracking his nerves. Hotch grabbed Spencer arms and held them above his head, waiting while Reid panted beneath him.
“Hey Jack, come here,” the father beckoned his son over, and started pointing along Reid’s torso. “You know if you poke him right here he makes a really silly noise.” Jack, excited he got to play too began poking his little fingers along Spencer’s tummy. With every poke Spencer gave a hiccupy squeal, that quickly advanced into hiccupy giggles when Hotch’s fingers found their way to his upper ribs. 
“Wahahahait guhuhuys,” he pleaded, being careful with his squirming to not hurt Jack. 
“This is only fair after you tickled Jack for so long, what do you think buddy?”
“Yeah! You did this to me, you deserve it!” Reid just squeezed his eyes shut, threw his head back, and gave into the ticklish sensations. 
The Hotchner duo continued their attack for a few more minutes, making sure to get thorough revenge on the tickle monster before letting him up. Spencer sat up panting, with slight tears in the corners of his eyes. 
“The tickle monster isn’t gonna forget this, you better watch out,” he teased Jack, reaching out to pinch his side. 
“My dad will rescue me every time!” Jack replied indignantly, clinging to his dad’s leg. 
“I absolutely will,” Hotch reassured, ruffling his son’s hair, “But until you need more rescuing, it looks like it’s time for bed. Go start getting ready.” With that, Jack starting running off to get ready for bed, but quickly back tracked to give a crashing hug to Reid.
“Goodnight Spencer, thank you for playing with me.”
“Of course kid,” Reid replied, hugging Jack tightly. “I had fun playing with you.”
“Are you gonna come back tomorrow?” Hotch interrupted the interaction before Reid could be put on the spot.
“No buddy, not tomorrow, but you’ll see Spencer again soon.” Jack just nodded and finally left the two to begin getting ready for bed. Spencer stood up from the floor to stand next to Hotch.
“So I take it the babysitting went well?” Hotch asked with a slight smirk. Spencer nodded happily.
“Yeah, Jack is great. We had a lot of fun together.”
“I could see that. Do you maybe want to come back next week to babysit some more?” Spencer nodded again, much more enthusiastically. “And I take it the tickle monster will be making another appearance?” Spencer blushed out to his ears at the mention of the silly character. 
“Maybe he will.”
“Well then it looks like I’ll have some more rescuing to do, won’t I?” Reid just smiled and looked down at the ground, too sheepish to continue meeting Hotch’s eye. Hotch smiled warmly, remembering just how young Reid actually is despite his age. He quickly pulled Reid in for a hug.
“Thank you again Spencer.” 
“You’re welcome, it was nice getting to feel like an older brother for a little while.” Spencer’s eyes widened and he pulled away from the hug as he realized what he just said. “Not like that I just meant-”
“You’re the best big brother Jack could ask for,” Hotch assured the genius, clapping him on the shoulder. Spencer smiled an almost cheshire grin as the pink tint returned once again to his cheeks. 
“I’ll see you tomorrow morning,” he called out, slinging his bag over his shoulder. 
“Yep, and I can’t wait to see the rest of the team and inform them of what a great babysitter the tickle monster is,” Hotch teased, a smirk taking over his features. Reid froze, his hand on the doorknob. 
“Hotch you can tell anyone and everyone you want, but don’t tell Morgan I’m ticklish, he’ll never let me live it down.”
“I don’t know, I think Morgan would really like to know…”
“Hotch!”
“Alright alright, I’ll keep it to myself, for now anyways.” Spencer breathed a quick sigh of relief and waved goodbye before leaving the house. 
Hotch smiled fondly, and pulled out his phone to text Derek. 
Tomorrow morning you should ask Reid how babysitting went. He has a really funny secret to tell you
“Technically, I’m not gonna tell him anything,” Hotch muttered to himself, smiling. “Plus what fun is having this information if I’m just gonna keep it to myself?” With that, he walked towards Jack’s room ready to tuck him into bed. His heart was full between his son and his work family, he couldn’t be any happier. 
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willowbees-posts · 10 months
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Pov : You are his first ever costumer who bought his thneed
Still a wip ig
Its been a goddamn while I haven't animate
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switchytransboy · 2 months
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had some fun with halo’s feet tonight with plenty of toe ties 😏😍 their feet were so well restrained these could have passed as makeshift stocks hehehe
@ticklishprey
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laughterfixs · 11 months
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Worked on this last night! Bit of a more ambitious project for me since I was working with poses and angles I’ve never really done before. It’s not perfect but I still love how it came out!! 
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Ana does love to play with her boys uwu and both Sun and Moon love it too~ Sun’s just too giggly to say so and Moon is a biiit to proud! 
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And here’s the version without the dialogue~! Enjoy~! 
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mushiewrites · 3 months
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Ok, I went a little crazy thinking about this
Dream would absolutely loose his mind, stuck on his side, hogtied, cause there is absolutely no way he can protect his poor tummy, especially if his ler is sat behind him, holding him on his side so he can't roll on his front.
I can imagine Sap and George taking full advantage of this opportunity, not having to worry about accidental injuries caused by flailing.
"Can't take it cutie~?" You don't really have a choice~"
okay this. this has been sitting here for a while because Reasons <3 but holy cow. this concept? chefs kiss. dreams poor tummy 🫠
he'd have no way to escape or block anything...he's just completely at their mercy....
just imagine it.
somehow, george and sapnap convince dream to let them tie him up. they dont tell him how, but they give him the biggest puppy dog eyes and beg him nicely, praising him and telling him how he's always so good for them, and how much fun they have playing with him. and dream folds almost instantly. he can't say no to them, he loves them so so much!
and now he's on his side, hands behind his back, legs bent up and all four limbs tied together. sapnap is behind him with a grip on the rope, holding it down against the bed and preventing dream from turning over to block his now very open and vulnerable tummy. he whimpers when george appears in front of him, slowly lifting up his shirt and giggling nervously when he feels the cool air hit his skin
"what do we have here?"
and before dream can ask what george means, he feels light fingers tracing over his scar above his right hip. he jolts forward, a squeal flying out of him before he can stop it. sapnap uses his free hand to grab onto dream's right elbow, pushing down on it slightly to keep him still as george explores the dark purple lightning bolt along dreams skin. and strangely enough, dream has never been subjected to such light tickling there before. and it's...devastating, to say the least. he's thrashing as much as he can in such an immobilizing position, twitching his torso forward and back, moving his hips from side to side with the little leniency he has. but it's no use - george's light tickling just keeps going and going. and finally, when the fingers stop tracing, he's able to take in gulps of air. he thinks it's over.
then he feels fingertips tracing his lower tummy. he knows hes fucked. dream screams out when george circles the middle of his tummy, pleading and begging for the tickles to stop. but does george stop?
absolutely not.
george just giggles and adds his other hand into the mix, now squeezing up and down his sides as dream cries out in a panic. george moves his fingers over the sides of dream's tummy and it makes him shriek, and now he's really moving between the two. sapnap sits up on his knees and leans his body weight over dream's limbs, successfully stopping him from moving at all. now george is free to explore the rest of dreams tummy, paying close attention to the edges of his bellybutton as he traces a finger around it. dream is in shambles. he has tears in his eyes and his face is bright red from laughing so hard. he can't plead, he can't beg, he can only laugh and laugh and laugh as his poor little tummy is tortured with tickles.
they're both teasing him, telling him how cute he is, pointing out how awful it must be to not be able to move, to be stuck, forced to take the tickling.
"look at him trying to get away, sapnap! he's so cute, thinking he can escape!"
"where are you trying to go, cutie? you're stuck here with us - you're stuck with the tickles."
"his tummy is jumping! that must mean he likes it!"
then george changes tactics. he goes back to lightly tracing over dream's lower tummy again, and dream is near hysterics. george know's he can't possibly take much more, but there's no safeword said, and he's always one to push the limits anyway, so he continues.
george finds the spot just above his hips and presses his thumbs in deep, making slow circles and driving dream to silent laughter. not even a second later his safeword is called, and finally the torment is over. sapnap works on untying him while george runs a hand through his hair, praising him and cooing over how good of a job he did, how well dream took the tickles, how good he is
dream's curls are a mess from flailing and shaking his head against the sheets. his cheeks are wet with tears from his laughter, and george uses both thumbs to wipe them away, rubbing soothingly under his eyes on his upper cheekbones. when he's finally untied, sapnap and george rub where the rope was securing him, gently soothing his wrists and ankles with gentle touches and plenty of kisses. this of course sends dream into light giggles, and the two can't help but pull him in a big cuddle pile, continuing to play with his hair as they hold him close. they take turns kissing his cheeks, his temples, the top of his head - anywhere they can to make him blush. they trace over his back, and within minutes dream is asleep, too exhausted to threaten the revenge they both know is coming.
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the-cashtealer · 5 months
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[LIF] He grows up so fast...
"Before I realized it You've gone from a whisper to a scream. From little hand-scratches against the door, now you've broken the limit. Spoiled little brat. You intrusive little thought, punishing yourself in a bigger, darker cell.
Because you believe you can think for yourself. Conscience? Ha! More like an echo of my ideas! Hasn't the whole summer been enough for you? Look back, you're losing the splendor I gave you. Is this how ŷ̷̧̧̭̙͉̝͒̒o̷̼̘̖͎̦̥̫̩͆̓̎ụ̷̽͊͒͛͝ want to be? I didn't raise ŷ̷̧̧̭̙͉̝͒̒o̷̼̘̖͎̦̥̫̩͆̓̎ụ̷̽͊͒͛͝ that way. Turn the mirror upside down, "Rel". But you won't escape me, "Rel" For you can't escape your shadow. You are "Rel." "
"̷̘̙̪̼̫̹̓̌̽Į̶̨̛͖̯̝̺͙̫̆͐̄̾̄͘̚͘'̵̢̡̛̲̩͙͍̱͛̈́͝m̶̘̮͍̳̰̲͚̘̈̏͗̍͝ͅ ̶̟̙̞̯͖͙̤̠̪̍̑̈́̀͂̀̾͘͜f̴̟͉͍̻̙̝́̅ŭ̵̡̮̮̖̰̆͒́c̴̨͔̝͖̎̉̒̈̾͑k̸̢̩̪̙̠̜̜̲̝̲̃̑̊̀͝i̴̛̠͒̈́̕͠ṇ̴͕̖͂̎̌̈́͒͘̕͜͜͠͝g̶̫̦͉͖̤̱̥̣̹̐͛͋̾̔̿̇͠͠ ̴̡̝̻̰̬̟̣̻̞͔̊͊̀̒̉̑̚͠͝R̵̦̣̘̟̠͂͑ͅe̸͔̍̒̍̾̈͌̈́́͑l̴͔͕͎̘̝̞͔̹̦̉̓̎̈̈̋͘.̷̧̺͔̦͈̣̮̄̿̓ͅͅ"̶̬͔͎̲̘̭͕̮͈͋̽͗̆̾͂̋̀̚͝
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-"Rel", from age 15 to 7
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chibimochii · 1 year
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First ever commission (1/3) for @wertzunge is done✨
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Thank you so much, I really did have fun making this- aaaand I may have gone a little overboard with details but oh well~ starting off my Ko-Fi with a bang!✨
Love some fluff between two babs 。゚(゚´Д`゚)゚。
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sidcrosbrainworms · 10 days
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no i’m SO with u about silovs he’s just a little baby guy ! i wanna put him in my pocket and carry him around ! and the ice bag on the head i’m sobbing give this man the world
me gripping quinn hughes by the shoulders: do NOT blow this for the baby. do you hear me. you better all play ur asses off for that sweet cinnamon roll too good for this world too pure
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ampreh · 11 months
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[LIF] Lucky 1st Birthday, Cashtie !
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WOOH I was finally able to work on a deoncelerized version of my Cashtea-ler, now named Cashtiel! And especially… especially, a complete ref sheet (below)! Ironic when I've had to draw him maybe one or two times in fullbody in his entire life lol-
I'm talking like he's old, but he's only one year old now ! o_o HAPPY BIRTHDAY CASHTIE MY SON •̀.̫•́✧
*mom's speech with sobbing voice* @ampreh: "I remember when you were a baby in your own fanzine ! And now you've got your own AU with a complete story that's far too complex. Future book when? Oh and, ...Find time to pay my bills, Trashtie!" @nalak-bel: "We remember the good old days when you were a shy little Once-ler actor and everything was fake… and now look at you! DEPLORABLE!" (Maybe we are irl Momma-ler with him, maybe) The Let It Flow! villain is back, more fiery than ever, for his greatest pleasure and your greatest misfortune!
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