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marked-unknown · 7 months
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this is a personal attack istg (source)
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Sunday morning breakfast wrestling...
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Humble Narckle (in angelic white), volunteers to allow Catherine (nemesis in black) to "stand out"
"If you love her, you don't have to hate me...."
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eddybelly · 1 year
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Orb Belly Goodra
Me as a Goodra boyfriend, ready to absorb you or anyone else too close into my belly.
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fauvester · 1 year
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Grand babbee cardassian has broken me… also more Jocasta content pls we love a quiet queen
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GRANPA GARAK! A DISIPLINARIAN!
He gets up early every day to pick fresh fruit from the garden for his grandkids. Elim III is his Little Regnar. Lim thinks he's going to spoil them rotten (the orphanage and the dirt floor gardening shed that they lived in was CHARACTER BUILDING. it made him the MAN HE IS TODAY.)
JOCASTA LOVE.... she's truly an underrated queen.. here maam ms head scrub nurse you dropped your crown 👑
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She cares about outward presentation as much as any Cardassian, but especially hair (cardassian hair being much thicker and coarser than human fur.)
also she refers to julian as Dr Bashir at work just out of propriety and respect. most people don't know that they're father and daughter simply because she does not care to tell them. they just think she's his favorite because she's good at her job and gently takes no shit
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^ scenes that play before the least pleasant vacation miles has ever been on
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knight-king-ler69 · 1 year
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PROM QUEEN LEE 👸🏼💦
When the popular girl at school was mean to the wrong person and is taught a lesson that being popular isn’t the most powerful thing at all. She’s never been so helpless before and she hates it. The verbal teases, “is the prom queen ticklish?” “What would the other students think if they saw you right now?” Tears stream from her eyes wide with desperation but laughter flows from her wet lips.
Digging into her soft sweaty arm pits and watching them ooze the sweetest beads of sweat as her laughter reached fever pitch. She thrashed and cursed with ever ounce of violence she could muster. The poor cute thing, I wanted this tickling to be memorable. I held her from behind with one hand and ran my knuckles up and down her ribs with the other. Her knees buckled, she collapsed into my arms with her head flung back, only the restraints holding her upright. Useless to herself she stared into my eyes, searching for some form of compassion. Still cackling and gagging as my knuckles never stopped straddling her stretched ribs. I moved to her tiny fleshy obliques. They were like prime meat, tight and tender. In a sheer desperate act she tried to bite me wohahh 😂😂😂 I laughed because that’s how I knew she was beyond hope, she would do anything 😈 I sunk both my hands into both obliques and stepped back with my arms outstretched still diligently administering a healthy dose of side tickling. She had nothing to attack despite her best efforts, I was out of her reach, But she wasn’t out of mine 😏😏
We laugh with her as we discover her left lower ab muscles seem to host a rigid cluster of nerve endings that the others don’t posses as much. Basically, it’s her worst tickle spot.
“ Is this your worst tickle spot princess?” I asked while I let one finger dig into the tender muscle. The answer came immediately and violently. She bellowed a raspy scream of terror and desperation eyes wet with tears and sweat streaming down her face. Her abs caved in so deeply that my finger slipped from the spot I stroked to the indented crevice that defined her abs. Only to discover those deep crevices were damn near laced with oodles of nerves that layer so low one would think they were hiding just to protect their owner. Poor girl, blame your sweaty tummy 🥹🥹🥹
We had not intended on tickling her so hard, but the more her body betrayed how ticklish her potential was the more I had to find out. We held her, one braced her from behind so she couldn’t recoil while my oiled fingers dug deeep into the crevices of her perfectly toned abs. She was a mess, a beautiful ticklish mess. Hair now frizzed to the heavens, face red with terror and embarrassment, every vein popping out of her forehead. Face wet with sweat and tears, sweet saliva flashing from her mouth every time she screamed or begged for mercy. And her abs, due to her dehydration, we’re peeled to perfection every line, vein and striation now visible with every gasping breath.
The tickling was now pure and effortless. Her body now taught and tender. Her mind fucked to sub space, we gently slithered our oiled fingers over her smooth sweaty abs until her last bit of resolve was broken. Her jeans began to get dark, and it was spreading. We tickled the poor girl so badly her bladder gave up on her, the ultimate betrayal. She was done.
We called in her classmate, the girl she made fun of for having old clothes. We made her apologize to her face. She did so quickly and profusely. “What did you guys do to her?” She asked… Oh, sometimes you just have to find a person’s weakness to remind them that they’re human just like you. “What’s her weakness?” the girl asked almost timidly. I took a marker and drew a circle around miss prom queen’s worst spot, she flinched violently, still overwhelmed from her ordeal. “That’s her weakness” i said, that spot is her undoing, “sometimes perfect abs comes with little wiring malfunctions” I said cheekily 😂 “Could I try?” The young girl asked…. The terror that leapt in the eyes of miss prom queen. It was one thing for us to tickle her, but for someone who every day she deemed beneath her to make her beg? It was almost too much, I couldn’t resist😂 Go ahead I said… the young girl placed both hands on Prom queens soft wet sides and said “you really are gorgeous, but you need to be nice to others” she began to tickle the desperate defeated queen, maintaining eye contact as if to be psychologically taking back her power, shifting the balance and confidently so.
It was a win in my book.
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flipstick · 4 days
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These two posts having an "I hate fat headcanons" competition
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nikki-tine · 21 days
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Just oooone more thing to add before I get some sleep:
My Deitysonas are not exempt from being ticklish.~
If you want to utterly destroy a god with tickles, then my Deitysonas are very much fitting that criteria :3
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ftmtum · 2 months
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i need to be full of several huge squirmy babies RIGHT. NOW.
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merakiui · 1 year
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READER BEING AZULS PAST BULLY HELLO????
YES YES YES >:) revenge plots work so well for Azul because he is so filled with hatred that it is sickening!!!!!! This man absolutely detests you because you thought it would be funny to toy with his hearts and then break all of them in front of everyone when the both of you were little. You asked him out to the school formal and he'd been so excited that he'd told his mother all about it, practically bursting with excitement, and so obviously she made sure her Azul was all dressed up with a cute hat and a coral bow tie and he'd gathered shells and a bouquet of sea anemones just for you. This is the first time anyone has ever been interested in him, so he's really anxious. But you're nice and he's watched you from afar. To think someone as pretty as you would ever like him... He must be dreaming.
And what feels like a dream quickly darkens into a nightmare when he sees you accompanied by a different mer. A mer who has a nice shimmering tail and a lovely voice. Azul is so heartbroken that he can't even look you in the eye when you swim over to greet him.
"You thought I liked you? Seriously? I can't believe you fell for that!" You're laughing at him, pointing with a cruel smirk. Your friends and date snicker in agreement, and he can feel the world close in on him, crushing, crushing, crushing with darkness. "Who'd like a fat, ugly loser like you?"
It hurts when everyone laughs at him and calls him mean names. It hurts when he retreats in a cloud of ink, crying into his hands as he makes the swim back to his home. It hurts when his mother gathers him in her arms and tells him it'll be okay because it's so far from the truth. It will never be okay. Azul hates that day and the rest that follow. He hates you and the rest of his bullies all the way to graduation where, throughout the years, he's found his place and has started collecting contracts. And he thinks he'll finally be rid of his past when that mystical carriage comes to take him to NRC.
But then there's the Magishift tournament, which is the perfect opportunity for business, and he thinks he might just score plenty of potential business partners and deals. But then he catches sight of someone familiar—it's Jade who points you out, your face partially obscured by the many people who surround you. And you're wearing RSA's uniform. And you're laughing and joking with your friends. And all of those school days come rushing back to him. You happen to turn at that moment, and he makes eye contact with you. He wonders if you'll remember him like he remembers you. His memory has always been much better than yours.
Azul realizes at that moment that, as great as new business opportunities are, putting you in your place once and for all is much more appealing. If you fall from your broom and break your legs, thus leaving you vulnerable and incapacitated in the infirmary, don't look at Azul or the twins. They had nothing to do with it. :)
And when you're lying in bed, all wrapped up like a poor, sad mummy, and he walks in like the Grim Reaper with his soul-slicing scythe, poison on his lips and at his fingertips, he'll pull up a stool, seat himself, and finally—after years of torture—finally settle the score.
Who knows what he'll do! That's what makes it so fun! He's had years to hate you, and now this hate is all-consuming. Maybe he ought to curse you so that your every step in your human form is something akin to walking upon glass. So many wonderful possibilities for revenge. He really can't wait, and since everyone's so preoccupied with the games no one will bother checking in on you.
It'll be just you and him in this little infirmary space. You, him, and a years-long hatred that looms over you like the shadow of death.
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x22817 · 4 months
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Day 3 of BIG sad means we are sharing because I won't eat if I can't share it. Today, we've had: banana, apple, carrot, pineapple, broccoli, and saltines. Bean got a bully stick.
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eddybelly · 1 year
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What I imagine my Goodra using Acid Splash in PUnite is...
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horny-pink-kiwi · 9 months
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Hi can somebody please come smother me under their tummy? Just like absolutely press me up against the wall with it while I stammer and sweat and blush? Just push me onto the bed and sit on top of me and hold my wrists while you press your tummy against my face while I moan into it with pleasure? Please?
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I'm too fat for love.
So anyone who would even look in my direction can do whatever they want with me and I wont complain once.
They can hurt me,torture me,mentally abuse me, physically abuse me,sexually abuse me, they could even kill me if they want.
Because I should feel happy that they even wanted to look at me in the first place.
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omgcatboi · 1 year
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Me a month ago saying I'm going to try and lose weight for personal reasons:
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Me actually just gaining even more weight and coming back to my blog because I failed a diet miserably 😅🐽:
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You can even see new stretch marks!!
Feel absolutely free to bully / tease me for being such a tub of lard that when I tried to lose weight I just blew up even bigger!
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