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leggyre · 1 year
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today's twitter adventure bc honestly twitter is good for rambling on the go
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mickeytheticklee · 1 year
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Unfinished
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Ignore this (or not)
Warning: tickling
Study. Study. Study. Study.
It was close to passing midnight, the darkest of hours. You were still in the living room, consuming all the info from your computer for the upcoming test. Studying is a forefront of your daily schedule, and with the busy activities you haven't spent an ounce studying. Coming into the kitchen in the dark, restless from her slumber was Jenna. She couldn't sleep without you beside her to spoon. She was about to make some tea but saw you focusing on your work. By then she saw no reason to go back to sleep, she can easily entertain you until she gets tired.
“Up studying again?" She asks even if the answer is clear. She stands by you holding her cup of tea before sitting next to you on the couch. Your eyes stay glued to the screen, not realizing how small and tiny she looked in her nightwear.
“Catching down a few notes until I go to bed.", You say, reading a few notes before jotting them down on a notebook. You've been studying for the past five hours as Jenna noticed. She knew the routine, you cramming all the knowledge before getting too overwhelmed. So to break it she closes your laptop, setting it down on the table. Although you were offended it was good she shut offs your work mode.
“Hey.", You say whining and looking at Jenna.
“You can finish it in the morning. Just come to bed with me." Jenna says, holding your hand. Usually you aren't tempted by Jenna's charm but her brown gaze and soft touch got you hooked. You smile at her. The notebook gets set nearby your laptop, ready for their use in the morning.
A small yawn and stretch comes from you, slowly exposing that bit of tummy from your sweatshirt. You weren't really tired, but you felt as if your body will knock off once you hit the Queen sized bed you and Jenna share. Jenna's heart flutters a bit from the pudgy tummy sticking out the sweatshirt. Perfect opportunity to poke or squeeze. You set your sweatshirt down a bit and looked at Jenna. Her smile much bigger than normal as if she's falling in love for the first time.
“What? Did I do something?" You ask, seemingly puzzled. Jenna's head tilts to the side, and out of nowhere she kisses you. It was a short one, but it still left you more confused than ever.
“What was that for?" You ask, innocent of the whole thing. Jenna doesn't answer, just continues to kisses you with her hands caressing your jawline. Afterwards you felt her hands reach up your sweatshirt, a tight pinch went towards your side. That's why Jenna was smiling, the sight of a belly caught her eye.
Your belly caught her eye.
“Jenna HEHE come on." You say laughing in between speaking. You knew if Jenna was doing this it wasn't stopping anytime soon. Which could be a problem (not for you tho). “It's late and stuff and- HAHAHA!!" You say trying to finish the sentence but it's difficult with her pinching the right spots. It's true, she had broadcasting stuff to do in the morning, but she doesn't let those worries ruin her fun time.
“I'm sure a few tickles won't hurt. Plus I haven't done this in awhile, I miss it." Jenna says, poking your tummy as you fall back on the couch laughing. She gets on you, lifting up your sweatshirt and squeezing your sides again. You laugh hysterically, your head going back and your back arching to the movement of Jenna's hands. You cover your hands from the sheer embarrassment of your loud laughter. You thought the neighbors could hear because it's late at night but the windows are closed.
“PLEASEHAHAGHAJENNA!! ITS LATE FOR THIS!" You scream, laughing uncontrollably. Your excuse of saying it's late doesn't seem to mind Jenna. It's only because Jenna has tickled you at 3am as you pulled at all nighter. You tried to pull your sweatshirt down to shield Jenna from her tickle monster side showing. But even from outside the clothing she'll find a way. “JENNA!!" You react to Jenna tickling your ribs.
“Why must you hide this gem from me? You know you're making this way harder than it needs to." Jenna says, referring your tummy as a gem. Jenna wins the battle, lifting your sweatshirt back up and gives you a big raspberry. “JENNA HAHAHA NOO YOU DID NOT!!!" , You say, reacting to the raspberry. Jenna gives off a smug look before smiling and returning back to tickling you. With you laughing you have no energy to rebuttal from Jenna's attacks, which makes her oh so happy.
“See what happens when you just laugh. Laughing without talking back is much more better right." Jenna says, teasing at how ticklish you are. Even if your arms were free to flap around you still felt trapped. A few moments of feeling trapped under her she stops and slows down by lightly tickling your tummy. You were calming down, but still by Jenna's long black nails it tickles quite badly. Jenna seemed to love the spider tickling more than the rough pinches and squeezes.
“You seem to love this." Jenna says, continuing to tickle you while your cheeks get heated.
“It just seems to relax me..." You say, quietly speaking. You were too bashful to admit your love for Jenna tickling you. You hide your face under the big sleeves of your sweatshirt. Jenna loves how you get. Your tummy on display getting tickled by your beautiful gf. It's something you've always wanted.
“Can you say it a bit more louder?" Jenna replys, waiting for your response. But since nothing but a soft whisper came to you she gave you another raspberry on your worn out tummy. Such the high squeaks made Jenna so joyful. A few more seemed to persuade you to speak up more.
“FINEFINEI ADMIT IT HAHAHA!!" You laugh and push your legs back as if that'll help. For a few moments Jenna pats your tummy before doing the remaining few raspberries for the night. Jenna still tickled you, knowing that she won't stop until she hears the right words. “ILIKEITWHENYOUTICKLEMEHAHAHA!!" You say, with your laughter being on mute for a quick moment.
She stops, going back to the lower level tickles to calm you down. She seems to love your forehead getting a lil sweaty and your cheeks all red from the laughter and shyness. She pinches your round cheeks, giving you a few quick kisses and then lightly tickling you once more. You hug her, knowing a big tickle attack is just what you needed from a hard day.
“Thank you." You whisper in her eye while hugging her chest. You look at her and kiss her.
“No need to thank me, I love tickling you." Jenna responds so proudly. A serious yawn dawned over you, it must be bed time. You went to bed together with Jenna giving you a few sleepy time tickles to calm you over. Your eyes were shut so you didn't notice Jenna to side looking at you in such admiration. The lovely tickles stopped when you were fast asleep, Jenna was surprised at how in five minutes you were already asleep. But she kissed you one last time before shutting off the lights in the nightstand nearby.
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solarissantaella · 5 months
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Me, a fool: oh, I can wrap up these revisions in like an hour tomorrow! Me, looking at the awful, rambling mess of an ending I wrote however many years ago:
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quarklynx · 1 year
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here’s my cosplay of that old lady with a sword
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horreurscopes · 1 year
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ELEKTRA: I am the shape you made me. Filth teaches filth.
(prints)(process video & high res)
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hussyknee · 10 months
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my disabled ass, after (1)good day: "obviously I am cured. in fact it may have all been in my head. who can say? now to rejoin society!"
me, the next day: "it has come to my attention that i may be chronically ill."
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mobius-m-mobius · 7 months
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Lokius in Loki 2x01 - "Ouroboros"
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crybaby-bkg · 4 months
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I think Deku has a bit of a mean streak, actually. he’s no Bakugou—that’s for sure—but he’s not this innocent, sweet angel baby that the media has painted him out to be. but you only catch it when you least expect it, when you’re pushing his nerves, when the stakes to everything around him are high, when he’s tired of endless sleepless nights and just—snaps.
“Oh?” you go, grin unfurling like some grinch, chin resting on your hands as you leer at him from across his expansive desk. “You’re mean.” your words are teasing, a snarl that curls your mouth up. Deku stutters, eyes going wide, jaw snapping shut in surprise as he tries to think back on how rude he just sounded.
“No, I’m not—I mean, you wouldn’t stop and I just—there’s a lot on my plate right now—and you just—you keep on—I’m not—I’m not mean.” He’s sputtering, hands all over the place, the glasses perched on the bridge of his nose falling even lower with how he jabbers on and on. it’s endearing really, to see how he tries to upkeep his image of being so kind and understanding, even though his nostrils just flared at you. and his eyebrows turned down and he gritted at you, his hands were balled into fists, his words were so nasty, so ugly, so unbecoming for Deku.
you liked it. loved it even—vowed to get him like this every single fucking second that you could.
you pick and poke at him whenever you see him, teasing him and pulling at him. pushing him around even though the hero is so much stronger than you, so much bigger. and he lets you, tries to defend himself but—that’s not what you want. you want the ugliness, the snark, the mean.
he snaps, eventually, when you least expect it. grabs you up in black whip when you go to push him against the wall for the third time in only a minute, his eyes suddenly dark, the aura of the room suddenly charged.
“That’s what I was looking for.” you whisper to him, the grin spreading your face quickly dissipating in only seconds when you become the prey. when you become the one pushed up against the wall with teeth at your neck, a hand in your underwear, bullying your hole with too thick fingers.
“Why do you want me to act like this? Be so mean to you, huh?” he sounds so frustrated with himself, with you, growling and nipping and licking when you don’t answer quick enough. but your breath is caught in your lungs because finally—finally, did you get what you wanted. it just took a little bit of pushing, you suppose.
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leo-bandito · 2 months
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something something gman tommy something something gordon in stasis. you know how it is.
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lynxzeve · 8 months
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alone again;
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reunitedinterlude · 4 months
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phil & linguistics (1, 2, 3, 4)
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bunjywunjy · 3 months
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MINE IS THE SHOVEL THAT WILL PIERCE THE HEAVENS
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lilybug-02 · 5 months
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Bribed with Chocolate. The way it should be.
Part 22 || First || Previous || Next
--Full Series--
More to come as this is a two-parter. But you know how I am with schedules.
Bonus:
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I think this was an equally possible reaction from Chara.
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clownsuu · 9 months
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Sometimes I wonder what’s going on inside that lil head of his, just full of no thoughts,,, (just like me fr fr)
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temeyes · 7 months
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simon dood!! raHHH
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kyurochurro · 3 months
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GOOD AFTERNOON!! TODAYS UNI SKETCH IS : a redraw/study/doodle/whateva you wanna call it of this very dapper image of Picard and Data!! first time drawing Picard so I struggled a lil but otherwise I had so much fun drawing Data! :Pc og pic under the cut!
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picard you smoke too tough... your swag too different ...
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