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levilxvr · 7 months

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tequila

PAIRINGS: levi x afab!reader

WARNINGS: nsfw 18+, alcohol consumption, drunk behaviour

SUMMARY: you and the captain have had something going on for the longest time. during the trip to marley, when you encounter a drunk jean trying to hit you up, levi decides to takes things into his own hands.

this took me forever hope y’all like this filthy piece of fiction😗

“come on, captain, just one shot?” eren slurs out as he motions to levi with half lidded eyes. you’re in the bar of a marleyan hotel with the scouts, enjoying drinks and basking in each others’ company. levi rolls his eyes. no way is he having one of those- the last thing he wanted was to get all silly and drunk in front of everyone.

of course, you let mikasa and sasha bribe you into having a shot of tequila. knowing your alcohol tolerance was pretty horrible, you chose to stick with one and went to hang out with levi on the side. Everyone knows you guys have something going on- it’s been like this for months, but neither of you have ever made it official.

Anyway. everything felt so much more laid back and free, you’ve got nothing to worry about and-

“hey,” levi calls softly. you barely heard him over the music blaring from the speakers, adding to the serotonin running through your veins. his hands are on your cheeks. “you’re turning red.” your face feels like it’s heating up- even warmer with his thumbs grazing the skin gently. it’s probably just the effect starting to kick in.

“must be the tequila.” you giggle a little and he sighs. The captain isn’t much of a fan of alcoholic drinks, seeing no purpose in it other than getting you drunk and horny.

“im gonna get you some water. and a juice for myself.” he tells you to stay put at the glass counter as he disappears into the crowd to find the bartender. you intend to stay there and wait for him when someone walks by and pulls you towards him with a strong arm, your body slamming against his as he lets out a sigh. Recognising the man as jean, you feel a little bit too lightheaded to do anything so you let him drag you along to the table with connie, sasha and the rest.

“feels great to unwind, huh?” connie mumbles, body flopped against the table as he struggles to keep awake. You could tell they’ve all had too many drinks based on the way they were behaving. but the foggy feeling in your brain only increased and you couldn’t resist when jean turned to your face and pressed a wet kiss to your cheek. “feels even better with this one here.” you gasp and try to wiggle out of his grip.

“jean cut it out, she might be dating captain levi!” armin jumps in, looking around. that’s right, where was levi? you recalled him wandering off to get something, but now..

oh well. he’d probably come back to this table anyways.

“want another?” sasha smirks and hands you the small glass. “same thing.”

you take it without thinking twice and down it all at one go. a little more won’t hurt, will it? after all, that’s what you were here for. to have fun. about half an hour later you don’t see any signs of levi still so you relax into jeans side and let the calming sensation drown out the rest of your thoughts.

“how many shots you had?”

you managed to slur. the question is directed to sasha but clearly jean is too intoxicated to care. “ion know, probably like four or something.” he squeezes you again. “god, connie, isn’t she sexy in this dress?” he reeks of alcohol and you shift uncomfortably.

he’s about to reply when everyone freezes.

“what’re you doing jean.”

the table goes silent and you force yourself to turn around, just to see levi standing behind you and jean with a scowl on his face. if there’s anything levi hates more than filth, it’s seeing someone else treat you as if you don’t belong to him.

“l- levi..”

he shoves jean’s arm away and picks you up, nearly collapsing when your body falls against his. “shit, you had another one didnt you?” he narrows his eyes at the empty glass, along with a dozen more scattered on the table from the others. you can only nod halfway and look at him with a lidded gaze.

“whatever. you drunken brats can continue partying till dawn. im returning back to the hotel with y/n first.” he picks you up bridal style, pushing his way through the crowd, to the lobby and up the lift to the hotel room you had to share with him for the week.

once you’re in, he places you down gently onto the bed. he takes off his black blazer and tie, helping you out of your heels as he heads to the water dispenser and hands you a glass.

“drink up. you’re gonna get a shitty hangover in the morning.” he places a hand on your back to support you as you gulp down the water, then slouch into his embrace as he envelopes you in a tight hug. the room is completely silent for a minute until you break it.

“levi, are you mad?”

“whatever for?”

“jean. ‘m sorry, my head felt so fuzzy, i couldn’t..”

“shh..it’s not your fault, it’s okay. just..watch your intake next time. who even gave you a second shot?” he has so many thoughts going through his head right now.

“sasha.”

he scoffs, but holds you as he pulls your body down while he adjusts himself into the silky pillows. “I was gonna come back earlier but hange and erwin popped by and i had to entertain them for a bit.”

“mm..”

you’re looking right into his eyes now. god, he looked so fucking cute in that white blouse and dress pants, the collar unbuttoned so you could see just the faintest bit of muscle. his hands are on your lower back, and of course he’s thinking about how pretty you look tonight.

you specially chose this black dress because he liked it, along with the lace lingerie hiding underneath the layers of ebony silk..but now wasn’t really a good time, was it? you were literally drunk at this point and the best thing to do right now would be to sleep it off. but with the way your pelvis was pressed against his, and how close your tight dress was to revealing the perfect curve of your ass…

“y/n,” he whispered, pressing his forehead against yours. he’s recalling the sight he witnessed earlier. the way jean had an arm securely around your waist, his lips on your delicate skin, the way he was staring you down with that lustful gaze.

how dare anyone try to take advantage of you in such a vulnerable state. everyone knows jean is the kind to get all horny and touchy when he’s drunk. But still, you belonged to him and only him. and fuck it, he had to demonstrate that right now in order to assure himself that no one else could ever take you.

without thinking twice his lips were on yours, swallowing the soft gasp that left your own at the sudden contact. he doesn’t even wait to push his tongue past your lips, brushing against yours as the kiss deepens and his hands slide under the hem of your dress. his thumb runs circles on the plush skin of your thigh, making you grip his shoulders harder.

Everything feels more sensitive now. you can almost feel the electricity running through your veins as he pulls away, loosening the spaghetti straps as the fabric slides off your body.

his cock his nearly throbbing in his pants, pushing against the seams as he admires you. He cursed himself for not acting on his feelings sooner. he wanted to mark every inch of you, show you just how well he could love you. but with your current state he had to chide himself internally, reminding himself to go slow.

he supports you as you straddle his hips, sitting on your knees as he unclips your bra with one hand, the other tracing the laced patterns of your panties.

“you alright? can i continue?”

levi gets your nod of approval, slipping a hand down to caress the sensitive area, eliciting a small whimper from your swollen lips. your face is flushed, hair tangled from his fingers. watching him closely, you bite your lip as he presses down on your clit, rubbing tiny circles on the small bud as his free hand moves to touch the bulge in his pants.

“look at what you do to me baby,” he moans, cursing at the dark patch that’s beginning to spread on the surface of the black fabric.

minutes later he’s desperately pulling your underwear off, the cold air hitting your exposed cunt as he dips two fingers into the wetness accumulating at your slit. levi lifts them and lets the clear, sticky fluid glimmer in the warm light of the bedside lamps, then brings his fingers to his lips and shamelessly sucks off your arousal.

“tastes so sweet, now i really wanna eat you out..”

“then do it.” you almost beg. You’ve never felt this needy in your life. the way he was gazing at you as he licked off your juices from his slender fingers almost made you cum on the spot. He pushes your back down onto the mattress and spreads your legs, resting his hands on your thighs as he leans down and kisses your clit.

“look at how wet you are baby, so good for me..” he smiles against your folds and slowly starts using his tongue on you, fucking you skilfully as your hands plunge into his hair. You’re chanting his name breathlessly like a prayer as he continues eating you out until you can’t take it anymore. he starts sucking and licking your small bud, hard, as his middle finger slides into your pussy and curls against that one spot.

“levi levi levi, oh fuck!”

you feel yourself squirt on his face as he continues lapping up your juices, fingers still fucking you through your blissful orgasm as more of the clear liquid sprays onto his hand and wrist.

“shit, y/n, you’re so fucking hot, i think…”

levi pauses for a moment, unbuckling his belt and pulling off his pants. “i think you made me cum already,” he lets out a breathy groan as he stares in disbelief at the mess he made of himself. watching you cum so hard from just his fingers had him creaming himself, remains of the milky liquid running down the shaft of his red, swollen cock.

you’re breathing hard, the adrenaline rushing through your veins as you sit up and cup your palms on his cheeks.

“i want you, like really bad.”

“im all yours to take.” he smiles softly, holding you down again as he positions himself at your entrance. he slaps his cock against your wet folds, hissing because of how sore and desparate he is. he buries himself inside you immediately, watching his thick shaft disappear into your tight little cunt.

He’s whispering how much he loves you, your voice, your personality, everything. Months of love and pining poured out in the sweet words he’s breathing, his fingers twining with yours as you lift your legs so he can go deeper. There’s so much emotion in his grey eyes, maybe it’s just the alcohol, or maybe it’s because of your earlier encounter with jean and the rest. Either way, you’re still sensitive from your first orgasm and soon you feel the heat building up in your core again, walls clenching around his cock as you both reach your highs together.

“that’s it baby, look at you taking me so well, fuck..” he empties himself inside you, groaning when he feels your pussy clenching around his cock, practically sucking in his cum. You’ve never felt this good in your life, especially considering that levi has never had any prior experience.

“holy shit,” he gasps, slowly pulling out of your swollen cunt as he holds you in a loving embrace, breathlessly falling beside you. “you feeling ok?”

that’s when the dull headache hits, and you close your eyes.

“yeah just a small headache.”

he caresses your face, smiling softly. in his head there’s only two words. she’s mine. Levi leans over and presses one last kiss to your lips before you fall asleep. And he stays there with you for the rest of the night, your body tucked against his.

the next morning, you don’t feel as shitty as you expected. You down another cup of water, wash up and head downstairs to the breakfast buffet with levi. It’s nearly empty, except for a few scouts and random marleyans staying in the hotel.

“think they’re all sleeping in after last night. I’m surprised you’re feeling ok?” he raises his eyebrows while plating a croissant for you.

you laugh. “i expected a horrible hangover too. anyways, what did you plan to do today?”

“nothing much. everyone’s shacked out from last night so.. maybe go sightseeing with my girlfriend.” he plants a kiss on your cheek as you walk down to the fruit section. girlfriend. your heart warms at the name and you take his hand.

Suddenly you’re glad sasha gave you that extra tequila shot.

#levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman smut #levi x reader #levi x reader smut #levi smut #levi attack on titan #attack on titan #levi ackerman #this took me WAYY too lomg #i kinda like it tho #screaming without the s #levi x fem!reader

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lurkingshan · 2 months

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10 Things I Love About Only Boo!

*kicks down the door* I'm a few weeks late but I have arrived and I am here to yell about this fucking adorable show. Have you heard that it's the cutest shit you've ever seen in a fresh new package of all your favorite silly old romance tropes? Besties, this is truly the Sunday Serotonin we need. Here are the top 10 things I love about it:

The main romance is between a confident sunshine protagonist and a kind older boy working through his grief and an artistic block. Mok (Moo) and Kang are such nice boys, two cinnamon rolls too sweet and pure for this world, and I loved them instantly. They have a nice crackly chemistry between them and really solid communication right from the start.

The setting is rural and refreshing. Moo moves to Nakhom Pathom to attend school for a semester because his mom wants him to focus on his studies before she will allow him to pursue a career as an idol. Little did she know she was delivering him to a cute boy who would become the new distraction.

The crushing and flirting starts immediately, and it's mutual. They just like each other, man. Kang is (slightly) older and trying to be responsible about keeping Moo focused on his studies so he's putting up some token resistance, but it's very very token. They both find excuses to keep seeing each other after they meet.

There's a side couple with a long-term pining friends to lovers arc. The way I squealed when they revealed that photo wall. I support you, Payos, you will get your boo. These two also have a lovely, easy chemistry and seem so comfortable around each other. Their characterization also gets a fun twist in the beginning of the story.

The writing is strong and assured. This was written by the same screenwriting team as Cooking Crush, aka the best written original Thai bl of last season. These folks know their way around a smart romcom. They know how to deploy classic tropes so they feel fresh, build authentic character arcs, and make all the beats of the story feel confident. We are in good hands and don't need to worry about any out of left field conflicts or weird plot turns with this one.

A fresh new cast brings a ton of energy. I really love all four of the main actors for this show. They're young and bright and breathing some new life into an old formula. And both pairs have solid chemistry and seem comfortable in their scenes together.

Some of our old favorites are here too. They've made the smart decision to bolster the young main cast by surrounding them with more experienced seniors like our lady Milk, here playing Kang's friend and neighbor who is all up in his crush on Moo. Louis and Book are also going to show up at some point.

The show incorporates music and dancing in such a charming way. Moo is one of those kids who just has to dance, and the show mines a lot of comedy around his efforts to stifle the impulse as his mom ordered. I don't think he'll hold out for long, though, because Payos and Tae are on him to train with them. And of course the music supervisor is having a great time working in some classic GMMTV music gags (yes, Love Score and Too Cute To Handle both make memorable appearances).

It's a high school story brimming with youthful energy without being mired in immaturity. The tone of this show reminds me of My School President in the best way, in that it has all the sweetness and innocence of a high school romance without making the characters so immature and bad at communication that it's annoying to watch. As expected from the CC writers, these characters may be inexperienced but they are going to talk to each other and honesty will prevail every time.

We are only three episodes in and the romance is already well underway. This is the kind of show where we will see the main pair flirt and date and face obstacles together. The swoony moments started immediately and Moo is already throwing around the faen title. We know from the synopsis that the core conflict will come when Moo is forced to choose between his relationship with Kang and his dream of being an idol, and I expect he will be finding a way around that choice. I'll be strapped in for the ride because I already believe in these two.

#only boo #only boo the series #thai bl #10 things #shan recommends #shan shouts into the void

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rottenraccoons · 5 months

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Hey there - I'm the rhyming Oleander anon! This isn't an ask, just a lil thank you for answering - in rhyme, no less!! I'm just... aaaa, I had the SILLIEST grin on my face when I was reading it (giddy leg kicking) and I've bookmarked the post for whenever I need a serotonin boost!! Thank you so much for engaging in the silliness and know that you've got my full support ♡ (Also - please let Oleander know that he's a bona fide POET)

(In reference to this post.)

Thank you, nonny!! Composing a proper response wasn't easy, but it was like rolling a meat-filled pumpkin into my enclosure: a very enriching and rewarding challenge!

#obscura vn #rotten raccoons #asks

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eunchancorner · 2 months

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Discoveries are being made

“RIHIHIHICK PLEHEHEHEHEASE! I CAHAHAHAN’T! NAHAHAHOHOHO!!” Kevin squealed, shoving at his hands the brunette’s thumbs drew slow, rough circles into his ribs. He had no other method of escaping; Rick was holding him tight in his warm, soft arms as he sat on the couch and his legs were left to kick uselessly into nothing. Rick seemed unphased by his pleading, simply holding Kevin tighter and uttering one simple, deadpan statement.

“You love it.”

How monotone it was contrasted how teasy it felt, and what’s worse is Kevin knew denying it would just lead to further teasing. Even Rick liked pointing out his constant lee mood and it was a little unfair, in Kevin’s eyes.

Behind the couch, Radford chuckled quietly at the silly display, putting a hand on Rick’s shoulder.

“Think maybe he’s had enough, big guy? He is kinda howling,” the blond pointed out, watching his friend squirm. Again, Rick gave a monotone, simple, yet all too flustering answer.

“I’m not letting go, he’s too cute to let go of right now.”

“SHUHUHUT UHUHUP!!” the poor ravenette squirmed in Rick’s arms, bright red blush overtaking his face. “IHIT TIHIHICKLES SOHO BAHAHAD!”

With a sudden sound he couldn’t quite identify, Kevin suddenly tumbled forward onto the floor, crumpling onto the rug and clutching at his ribs, trying to rub away the lingering ghost tickles that still had him giggling. He looked back, confused at why Rick had suddenly let him go, and then he saw it; Rad was leaning onto Rick’s shoulder, hovering his hands over Rick’s sides, and Rick had a very small, but noticeably wobbly smile and uncharacteristically wide eyes, locked onto Rad’s hands. As the fog cleared from his brain, he realized what he was witnessing.

“Ihis… is Rick ticklish?”

“Oh yeah he is! I think he’s even more ticklish than you are! Look how bad this gets to him!” the blond chirped as he wiggled his fingers where they were. Kevin heard quiet, sputtery, deep giggles coming from the much larger man, interlaced with quiet ‘waitwaitwait’s, and couldn’t help but smile (a bit more) as he stood.

“Dude, he hasn’t even touched you yet!” Kevin couldn’t help but remark with amusement, and watched as Rick curled up a bit, covering his face. “I knohohowww…” he giggled out, “buhut I stihill feehehel ihihit…”

“Is it just his sides, or..?” Kevin stepped toward the two, watching.

“No, it’s everywhere! Try his belly, it’s so much worse!” the blond advised, his eyes bright with amusement.

Kevin nodded, holding his hands over Rick’s belly and curling them into wiggling claws, just as Rick was peeking back out of his hands. Upon seeing the ravenette, Rick hid again, his giggling hiking up in volume. Kevin couldn’t help but laugh quietly at his reactions.

Maybe he IS more ticklish than me!

He looked up at Radford, and, in a sudden moment of understanding, the two nodded. He prepared himself as Rad counted down silently, so as not to alert Rick.

‘Three…’

‘Two…’

‘One.’

And just like that, the two swooped in. Radford scribbled up and down Rick’s sides while Kevin clawed at his belly, the two pulling surprisingly loud, startled laughs from the unsuspecting brunette.

“AAAHAHAHAWAHAHAIT IHI WAHAHASN’T REHEHEADY!!” he grabbed at Kevin’s hands, making no effort to move them despite being significantly stronger, and Kevin couldn’t help but comment on it.

“You could try to be a little more convincing, y’know? At least I kinda try to put up a fight!~”

“C’mon, Kev, you know why. After all, why would Rick, of all people, try to fight free serotonin? He’s having such a good time, aren’t you, Rick?” Radford cooed, pressing his cheek against the brunette’s, able to feel the blush spreading.

“IHIHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLES!!” was the only answer he gave, but frankly, it was the only answer the two needed.

“Yeah, I noticed. Why’s he only grabbing me? Is this his worst spot or something?” Kevin asked.

“Oh, yeah, it’s a really fun spot, too! He gets so loud over it, it’s adorable!”

“I noticed! Hm, I wonder how loud he’ll get if… May I?” The ravenette cast a glance at the blond, and something in his eyes said he knew what Kevin wanted to do, leading him to stop his own ‘attack.’

“Be my guest, Kevs!”

Kevin paused his own tickles, giving Rick some time to breath as he stretched out as though he was about to do something monumental. He took a deep breath, counted down in his head, and, finally…

PBBBBTTTT

“BAHAHAHAHAKEHEHEVIHINWHYYY!!” Rick nearly squealed at the raspberry, pushing at Kevin’s head with one hand and grabbing at his shirt with the other. The ravenette took the hint and backed off, chuckling a little at such a big reaction.

“Well, I think, armed with this new information, I might have a chance in our tickle fights from now on,” Kevin beamed a bit, looking at the two. Rick was too busy trying to stop giggling like an excited kid to answer, so Rad was the only one left to give him the look that told him everything.

Even knowing Rick was ticklish was never going to save him.

#eun rants #sm #spooky month #sm tickles #spooky month tickles #kevin #rick #radford #lee!kevin #lee!rick #ler!kevin #ler!rick #ler!radford

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theearlgreymage · 4 months

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I AM READY FOR SIX SENTENCE SUNDAY FOR ONCE!!

I may have taken some mental health days this week and spent all of my free time writing.

Worked a lot on May Their Blood Boil -- I have officially finished the first arc of this beast of a fic!! It's sitting just shy of 80k (and now I have to edit it and I do not want to in the slightest.)

And a bunch of silly little one-shots. So I actually have WORDS for everyone today.

6 Sentence Excerpt from Chapter XXII of May Their Blood Boil

It didn’t work last time. When I took the [redacted] down to the heart of Eldia - nothing happened. It should have bound him to the palace. Tied him to the land. Let the soil feed off of [redacted] until it was sated. But it didn’t work.

6 Paragraph Excerpt from Untitled Reincarnation One-Shot

Things weren’t perfect. Levi still found himself suspended on occasion, mostly for fighting or being disrespectful to his teachers. But he got away with more than he should have as everyone in the school quickly learned that Levi would do anything for Erwin. Most of his fights were over Erwin. Smacking someone’s lunch tray out of their hand for calling Erwin a teacher’s pet. Kicking someone in the back of their knees for insinuating that Erwin was a nerd. Pushing someone against the chain link fence behind the school for stealing Erwin’s notebook. It didn’t take long for Levi to gain a reputation as Erwin’s guard dog. Erwin, meanwhile, was more discrete in his defense of Levi. Pinning a boy against the stall of the restroom and threatening him with a cold voice for spreading rumors about Levi. Quietly telling a teacher that someone who had tried to steal Levi’s jacket in gym that they were cheating on a test. Tripping someone and sending them flying down the stairs for insulting Levi while being sure to leave no witnesses. By the end of Levi’s first year at Trost Middle School, the duo had a reputation for being an inseparable pair that shouldn’t be trifled with.

6 Sentence Excerpt from Untitled PWP One-Shot that I fully blame @ic3-que3n for

Grabbing at the lapels of Erwin’s canvas jacket, Levi’s words are slurred as he tries to find feeling in his mouth. “Don’t talk to me like I’m some kid.” Erwin spins them suddenly, pinning Levi against the edge of his desk with a tone that’s meant to be playful. “Then don’t act like one, boy.” The tremble of pleasure that causes catches Levi entirely off guard. Never having thought about, considered even, the prospect of Erwin talking to him in such a way.

However Many Words I Fucking Feel Like Excerpt from Untitled Client & Secretary One-Shot

My phone vibrates in my pocket. Three concise buzzes that tell me that it’s from the dark little app that I indulge in late at night. Normally, I wouldn’t check it during the work day. He’s too much of a distraction. But I need a distraction right now. And I did tell him to tell me about his job interview - which was … today. No. Pulling my phone from my pocket, I see the 1 Unread Message from Levi across the top of my screen. It couldn’t be. Pressing my thumb on the sensor to unlock my phone, I tap on the message notification. Levi [3:42PM] : You said you wanted to hear how my interview went. I got the job on the spot. It’s just a coincidence. I type out my reply as I walk back to my desk. Not wanting to ignore the man that has captivated my every thought outside of work. The Commander [3:43PM] : That’s wonderful news! This could be terrible news. Grabbing the folder that Hange left for me, I throw it open. Scanning the top of the page for the name of my new secretary. Levi Ackerman. Fuck.

Hello's to all my online friends who I am terrible at staying in contact with below the cut.

And apologies for still being on my AOT bullshit. I swear I have outlines for CO fics. Swear. Promise. I'm just chasing the dopamine and serotonin lately.

@ic3-que3n @shrekgogurt @artsyunderstudy @krisrix @stardustasincocaine @upuntil6am @buffy @raenestee @aristocratic-otter @aroace-genderfluid-snake @bazzybelle @bookish-bogwitch @captain-aralias @confused-bi-queer @cutestkilla @ebbpettier @facewithoutheart @fatalfangirl @foolofabookwyrm-activated @hushed-chorus @ivelovedhimthroughworse @j-nipper-95 @larkral @martsonmars @mostlymaudlin @onepintobean @skeedelvee @stitchyqueer @theimpossibledemon @wellbelesbian @whogaveyoupermission @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @thewholelemon @yellobb

#six sentence sunday #six paragraph sunday #however many words I want sunday #The universe won't let me rest #So I told the universe to fuck off and hid from my responsibilities #And then I wrote a lot #attack on titan #aot #shingeki no kyojin #snk #aot fic #snk fic #eruri #levi ackerman #erwin smith #levi x erwin #erwin x levi #somebody go read May Their Blood Boil please

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gaybananabread · 7 months

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Congrats on the follower milestone! If you're still taking orders, may I please have switches Gwen and Hobie (Gwen as the original lee) with pears and/or oranges?? They've become somewhat of a comfort duo for me, hehe :)<

Fruit(s): Pears, Oranges

Love these two! Writing for them is always fun, though all the spider scrimblos have a vice grip on my brain. Hobie gives off such asshole switch vibes, I can’t even- Went a little overboard with this one, but I have no regrets. (UvU) Back on topic, thank you for ordering your fruits, and I hope you Enjoy!

Switches: Gwen, Hobie

Summary: Gwen is struggling with her self-image, the negative thoughts creeping in as she stresses out. Hobie has the perfect way to help, and while it cheers her up, things don’t exactly go how he expects them to.

Warnings: poor self-image/esteem topic! This is a tickle fic, so if you don’t like that, scroll away!

Gwen stared up at the ceiling of Hobie’s inner houseboat, letting her thoughts drift. They weren’t going anywhere good.

She had failed so much as-of-late. Her dad discovering her secret identity, the anomalies getting out of control, the Spot’s wave of leftover destruction, everything with Miles… Even though none of those were truly her fault, it really felt that way; her mind took those feelings as grim, guilty facts. Growing tired of his bedroom ceiling, Gwen grabbed a pillow, burying her teary face in it. Maybe smothering herself in her sorrows would help…

Hobie slunk into the room, his cheeky smile falling the moment he saw Gwen’s sulking form. The punk sat on the edge of his bed, the old mattress sinking in with his weight. He poked the pillow, making Gwen huff. “Hey…what’s goin’ on, Gwendy?”

The girl groaned into the soft object, shrugging. “‘M fine…” The muffled lie was barely audible, but Hobie’s keen hearing caught it clear as day. So, so much was running through her mind, but she couldn’t burden her friend with those thoughts. Best to figure it out herself…probably.

Damn it, Gwen… A large, calloused hand rested on her stomach, one finger drawing small circles around the thin fabric of her t-shirt. “Not buyin’ that, sweetheart. You need some cheerin’ up?”

Small giggles slipped past her guarded lips, muffled by the pillow. As much as she wanted to deal with everything herself, some comfort would be nice. Especially the kind Hobie was suggesting… Gwen mumbled an “mm-hm” into the fabric, not pushing him away. That was all the lanky teen needed to get started.

Hobie lightly tickled her stomach, his fingers doing figure-eights against her shirt. The other teen’s feet started to drum on the bed, muffled giggles making their way to his ears. It was adorable, the way she let him cheer her up with the silly touch. It was clear the tickles were helping. “Aww, Gwenny, all ya had to do was ask.”

To anyone outside their inner circle, this might’ve seemed strange. She just let him tickle her like that? Yeah, she did; that girl was practically melting. In the midst of her bleak thoughts, a little fluff and silliness was like heaven. Tickling in general made her happy, but the gentle stuff from someone she cared about to cheer her up? Immediate serotonin release.

As much as he loved her muffled giggles, he was after a bigger reaction. The punk climbed further onto her bed, sitting on her thighs so she couldn’t kick him. Hobie grabbed the pillow, tugging it away from her face. The bright red cheeks and wobbly smile he was greeted with made him snicker. “Hey, girlie. No hidin’ those giggles; they’re too cute for jus’ the pillow ta hear.”

She whined through the adorable sound, half-heartedly batting at his hands. “H-Hohohobie! Quhihit teheasing!” To be honest, she loved the teases, but her cheeks were red enough without the cheeky words. “Sorry, but ya too cute to not tease. ‘M sure you’ll survive.” He slipped a finger under her shirt, scratching at her navel with a smug grin.

Gwen squealed, shooting upwards and shoving at his hand. “H-HOHOhohobiehe! You prihihick! Dohon’t do thahat!”

So, of course, he kept doing that.

Pushing her shoulder back down to the mattress, Hobie slid her shirt up, scribbling all around her poor belly button. Gwen practically screeched, her feet kicking out behind the anarchist as she frantically shoved at him. “G-KYAAAH! YOUHUHU DIHIHICK! NAHAHAHA!”

That got a snort out of the older spider, his cool rings sending goosebumps across her skin as he “tormented” her. “Heard of a giggle button, but I never knew ya could have a “lose your damn mind” button. I’ll be sure to remember that one.”

The rougher tickles, while unexpected, were still helping, They helped to drown out the rest of her sour thoughts, replacing the sticky guilt with bright, raucous laughter and giddy glee. Gwen was about at her limit though, his evil fingers pulling squeak after squeal from her wobbly lips. “H-HOBS! IHI CAHAHAN’T- QUIT!”

He huffed, not wanting to go too far. The punk switched from pokes to rubs, patting and massaging her buzzing tum to try and dull the ticklish aftershocks. The girl huffed and giggled, recovering from the brief, yet effective goofiness. “Th-thahanks Hobs. I needed thahat.”

The punk laid down beside her, grabbing the pillow from earlier and smacking her with it. “Any time, Gwendy. Just gotta ask.”

Gwen yelped when the fluffy thing smacked her face, her spider sense warning her just a second too late; her subconscious apparently didn’t deem pillows a threat. She was about to hit him back when she realized she had a great opportunity to be a shit. Even though she loved it, payback could be given…heheh.

Pouncing out of nowhere, she wrestled with her friend, eventually managing to pin him to the bed. While he was a bit stronger, she had caught him by surprise, throwing him off his game. Gwen playfully wiggled her fingers in front of him, smirking. “TIme for a taste of your own medicine, Hobie~”

Before he could protest, five nimble fingers dug into his belly while the other pinned his arms above his head. Hobie didn’t care to hold anything in, just letting the giggles flow as he squirmed. It was apparently the wrong day for him to wear a crop top. “B-buhut yohou liked ihihit!”

She snickered, letting her acrylic nails drag across his midsection. “Maybe. Doesn’t mean I can’t get you back.” Gwen gave his hips a squeeze, giggling as the punk snorted. “Besides, you like it just as much.”

Hobie took the extra effort to flip her off, making the other teen squawk. She was right, of course; he was barely fighting back, enjoying the turnabout. Scorned and feeling brave, Gwen leaned her head down, blowing a sudden raspberry on his navel. That did it.

“G-GWEHEHEN! WHAHA’ THE FAHAHACK?!” She snorted at his words, sitting back up with a smirk. “You flipped me off, you jerk! Totally deserved.” She went back to his hips, appreciating his low-waisted jeans as she traced little shapes onto his upper hips. “Loving your outfit, by the way. Very ler-friendly.”

He groaned, bucking his hips as more little snorts decorated his laugh. His hips always had him sounding like a piglet. “Sh- snrk shuhuhut uhup! Thaha’ wahahasn’t on puhuhurpose!”

She was about to tease him again, but a low whirr sounded in the room, a few knick-knacks slowly floating up in the room; one of their friends was visiting Hobie’s dimension.

“Damn it. You’re lucky, Hobs.” She pinched his side one last time before climbing off him, going to greet whoever just arrived. It was probably Pav, coming over for one of their unprompted game nights.

Hobie giggled off the rest of the adrenaline, rubbing his exposed belly and staring up at the ceiling. He had trained those shits too well…

Taking a deep breath, the punk hauled himself out of the bed, grabbing his guitar from the corner before leaving the bedroom. Hobie hadn’t planned on getting tickled, though he was glad he helped Gwen cheer up. Even if it was a bit unconventional. Then again, what was normal about any of them? He greeted Pav, a smile still on his face as he grabbed out Clue for their game night.

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iamyoursonly · 7 months

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Us (11/11/2023)

was thinking and then thought of something and this is the something, i’ve tried my best to organise my thoughts so please enjoy my new found delusions :)) i hope that it’s actually sweet <3

With my Starbucks coffee on the table, headphones on, books open and highlighters ready, I can feel the motivation kicking in. One chapter down, and another. The music playing in my ears kept me awake and working, like it was boosting my serotonin.

And then you put down your Starbucks order on the table, I could recognise that order right away, it was definitely you, and took off my headphones, and whispered “Whatchu doin’ baby?”

I couldn’t help but giggle at your silliness, “Obviously studying, Tetsu.” and you smile when you hear me use a mocking tone, “My baby is so adorable.” Then you’d act all serious and smart, looking as if you’ve been studying all day but all you’ve done was play volleyball.

“Are you sure you don’t need my help for this chemistry thing?” You keep asking, as if I can’t memorise the periodic table by heart. It was like you were mocking me at this rate, but I knew the offer was genuine and you just wanted to help, so how could I say no to you…

“I want gold but without the a.” You suddenly blurt out.

“What?”

“You don’t get the pick up line?”

“No??”

“What’s the chemical formula or gold baby.”

“Au?”

“Now think.”

“OH TETSU THAT WAS FOUL!!”

I rushed towards you and you embraced me in your arms to prevent me from punching your chest, but you deserved it anyways for teasing me out of nowhere!

The smiles and giggles and kisses and hugs and all that love were so unconditional it felt surreal, like the glamorous sky without any kind of dark clouds. Just the pure white ones and the nice sky. As if this scenery can’t describe your love for me, I don’t think anything else can.

Well maybe the waves of the sea can, how it’s sometimes calm and sometimes a bit raging; or the view of pretty daffodils in a crowds where everyone of them is unique and embraced by the sun. You were the sun and I’m your earth. Just like how you’re the court and I’m the volleyball, because I belong to the court.

My phone was on and you were on the court, you looked breathtaking when wearing that terrifyingly sexy competition tee of yours. So red, so hot. And your hair that day was ‘hairing’.

I remember standing on the side watching you play volleyball, you were blocking and spiking and leading the team, it was like I was learning more about you. I loved how you talk to your teammates, the way you lips move were so kind and caring. You might be a bit silly and distracted when Kenma is, but you’d still concentrate on the game.

I saw how your eyes were fixed on the ball and was so focused on winning. Maybe I wasn’t your passion, volleyball is.

“Tetsu, come on, you can win this!!”

I can see your lips slightly raise into a smirk and you mouthed back, “I shall win for you then, my love”

All i could do was to look at you from the spectators stand and try my best to cheer for you, because what can I do, pretend to be a man and go jump into the court and try recieving a ball? My anxiety was kicking in when Nekoma was losing my a mark, but then your gaze looked so confident I had to trust you.

And then you took the win and I was so happy that you did.

You and me right now might just be high school lovers that are in their slightly delusional phase, but deep down I believe that we could actually have a future. Because I genuinely love you so much and hope you could be in my life forever, and you love me too, ‘more than you could ever know’ you say.

“Forever you and me?”

“Forever you and me.”

masterlist

#kuroo tetsurou #kuroo x reader #hq x reader #hq #haikyuu #drabble #hopefully it’s fluff #kenma #kenma kozume #nekoma #kuroo tetsuro x reader #hq kuroo

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takiki16 · 30 days

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hello i've been reading your black sails tags and just like. nodding emphatically to my empty room to show that i agree. i'm currently rewatching with a friend who hasn't seen it before and i have to thank you for curating excellent takes that i can send to them so we can be insane together on an even higher frequency. particularly love the idea of port royal standing in as a kind of death, like the edges of the map press in and characters who stray off are basically kicked off the chess board until some great upheaval brings them back. i love this show!!!!

PLEAZE KNOW that the thought of my sleep-deprived takes on these silly little pirates being shared to someone who is experiencing this show for the first time is A DREAM COME TRUE. I am SO HONORED and also SO GLAD that new viewers can experience the joy of this amazing show. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR COMING INTO MY INBOX AND BRINGING ME THIS SEROTONIN, IT MEANS THE WORLD!!!!

#black sails #my tags #between black sails rewatch and footy matches I am making more original posts than EVER before #I am WARMED BY THE RECEPTION. I LOVE YOU ALL

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moraxsthrone · 4 months

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Not an ask or anything. Just wanted to say that you’re my favorite notification and I get excited when you post something. Be it sexy or comfy, doesn’t matter. I immediately click and get a boost of serotonin ❤️

RAHHHHHHHHH

NOT YOU MAKING ME SQUEAL AND KICK MY FEET LIKE A GIDDY SCHOOLGIRL 😭😭😭

omg i think i'm just a silly milf with a lot of horny thoughts that probably make people think i'm unhinged af they're not wrong but then you come here and say that and i'm-

i'm-

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i gihb you (consensual) kith kith. i hope you're having a lovely day/night. 🥹🥹 thank you so much for taking the time to tell me that?? 💕

#kel.answers 💌#bullet proof friend 💅🏼#you're such a sweetie 🥺#also how's your AR progression going??#haven't heard from you in a hot minute #now i've gotten my serotonin hit for the day too #paying it forward ig

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icarus-does-fall · 2 months

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Dontcha just love when the parents (read stepmom and the allowing father) abused you for almost 12? years to keep at it even after moving out?

My bad- 😔 beeing openly traumatized isn't very "silly little gay guy" of me, apologies besties (I am... very possibly high and needed to vent <3)

Just fucking *love* being called a pathological lier and manipulator which started at NINE MOTHERFUCKING YEARS OLD cause I was oh I don't know a child??? Who was uprooted and whose dad married a bitch CAUSE GOD TOLD HIM TO????

I was eight (through seventeen) and this bitch was breaking my things and tearing apart my room KICKING ME OUT OF MY ROOM all cause she got upset over something

Guess who learned early in life how to hide brusies💪 (shit got thrown at me <3 like a TV remote, an ice pack, shoes, dishes fucking great right)

I LIVED IN THE FUCKIN PANTRY LIKE HARRY FUCKIN POTTER

Motherfucker tried to kick me out THREE TIMES just cause I somehow pissed her off (read forgot to do the dishes ONE night, talked back cause I was getting screamed at till 2am, didn't scrub the fuckin baseboards, ect ect)

But noooo now im nearly TWENTY and these fuckers are still doing the same shit cause I expect them to keep their promises?? Cause I'm living my life??? Cause I've proved I don't need them?? So of course they're going to do everything they can to break the life I've been building for myself

CAUSE TO THEM IM ALWAYS GONNA BE FUCKING 12 AND NOT ABLE TO EXIST WITHOUT HELP (please read, ive been raising myself since I was 5, and had to keep multiple alive since that age as well)

Suuuuure I've been hospitalized sometimes cause I took on too much and my mental health shattered so I shattered (im a little traumatized srry)

But then I get to make funny little jokes about how I was hurt and scared for life, i cope that way🤷‍♂️

I got so much fucking wrong with me it's no wonder my relationships go bad, I scare people and I'm fucked up so I pick fucked up people, I should stop huh but damn does hearing the words "I want you, need you, love you" does wonders for my serotonin

AND!! And I've never needed help to survive, I've done that shit on my own cause someone needed to raise me and it wasn't going to be my parents

#vent post #tw vent #toxic parents #im high and have emotions #vent #tw abuse #mental health #just a guy #oldest daughter #yay trauma #i really need a fuckin hug lmao #bpd vent

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howlingday · 1 year

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*crawls from RWBY angst hell* Need . . . Serotonin . . . Ruby Rose fluff . . . Please . . . . Like . . . This past week has been torture. If you can, I would like to have some Ruby Rose Wonderland fluff. Like the mad tea party thing but with Qrow. (The fact that this is happening while I’m studying for tests isn’t helping either) Anywho, I’m just gonna go sulk in the corner. I hope you have a better day than I do, my fren.

Let's see, let's see... Something fluff, something fluff...

Pirate rum, no... Post-funeral whiskey, no... Jaune CommitsSelf-Genocide Absinthe, no, not just yet...

Ah, here we are!

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Wonderland Teatime

Jaune: (Sprinting by) NONONO! NO TIME! NO TIME! NO TIME AT ALL!

Ruby: Mr. Knight! Oh, Mr. Knight!

Jaune: HELLO AND GOOD-BYE! I'M LATE! OH, I'M SO VERY LATE! (Watch stolen)

Qrow: Well, no wonder you're late, kid! This thing is two Volumes too slow!

Jaune: Two Volumes slow?!

Qrow: 'Course you're late! (Dunks in tea) Geez, look at this thing! (Smashes it on table) I'll have to look into this... (Puts shaker in eye, Looks close as salt pours in) Aha! Mhm! I see! Welp, there's yer problem! It's full of gears! (Tears out software) Too many gears, and too many springs!

Jaune: OH NO! (Catches pieces from the air) BUT- BUT- BUT, ER-!

Qrow: Butter! Yeah, that'll work great! Now, pass the butter!

Tyrian: PASS THE BUTTER!

Jaune: Oh, uh, right! The butter! Yes, the butter! (Hands over butter)

Qrow: Yes, butter! Thank you! (Takes butter, Spreads butter)

Jaune: NO! NO NO NO! YOU'LL GET ALL YOUR CRUMBS IN THERE!

Qrow: What?! This is the very best butter! (Tosses butter in Jaune's face) What are you on about?

Tyrian: Tea?

Qrow: Tea! I would have never thought of tea! (Pours tea)

Jaune: No! Not tea-!

Tyrian: Sugar?

Qrow: Oh, yes! Yes, two spoons, please! (Receives two spoons, Shoves them down) Thank you, yes!

Jaune: Please, be careful!

Ruby: These people are mad!

Tyrian: Jam?

Qrow: Jam! I forget all about jam often! (Spreads jam)

Tyrian: Mustard!

Qrow: Mustard! Yes, I-! Wait, mustard?! Ugh! Please! Don't be silly! Instead, a squeeze of lemon should do just nice. (Squeezes lemon, Shuts watch) There. Should be all-

Ruby: (Watches as the watch rings and wildly moves about on the table in feverish moves)

Qrow: It's gone mad! They've gone crazy! SHE'S GONE INSANE!

Tyrian: (Takes knife) THERE'S ONLY ONE WAY TO DEAL WITH MADNESS! (Stabs it)

Ruby: (Watches as Tyrian stabs and digs his knife into the watch with hellish glee)

Qrow: ...Two Volumes too slow, (Slides watch over to Jaune)

Jaune: (Sniffles, Sobs) This... This was an unbirthday present...

Tyrian: Well, in that case! (Hoists Jaune up) HAPPY, HAPPY, HAPPY UNBIRTHDAY TO YOOOOOOOOOOOU! (Kicks him far away)

Ruby: MR. KNIGHT! MR. KNIIIIIIGHT! (Sighs) Back to square one again...

Ruby: (Walks away) This was the worst tea party I have ever seen in all my life.

#rwby #alice in wonderland #jaune arc #ruby rose #qrow branwen #tyrian callows

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splicedskies · 20 hours

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[ Boundaries.. boundaries~ ]

I straight up don't ship.. Like, at all. It's mostly because I'm not quite interested or care enough about it. I'll enjoy a ship, I'll cheer on other people with their ships like I'm their #1 fan. But I don't do it myself. My only exception is usually Familial Bonds but, those are way different so I don't really see them as ships. (I am a sucker and HUNGRY for found family tropes.)

I am.. shy. I'm shy to a fault. I have a LOT of trouble not listening to that nagging little voice in my head that says 'Don't bother you'll just be annoying' or 'Don't talk to much no one wants to hear about your oc/ideas'. So I'm deeply sorry if it takes me a while to crash through the roof of your Messages/DMS/What have you and I want to thank anyone here for their patience.

THAT SAID.. Please feel free to tag me in things. Drop kick my messages door or my discord open, tag me in random starters, plot with me. I'm great with all of that. (I love that small serotonin boost I see when I'm tagged in something.)

I treat roleplay a lot like I treat when I play TTRPGs. I like having at least some sort of story but at the same time I appreciate the absurd shenanigans that can/will/might happen with a universe like Pokémon. I love the 'Yes And' and 'What if' to push a story along or introduce something new, to intertwine things about characters and in turn watch both sides grow as a result. But I also love the silly/wholesome shit, I feast upon silly things! (Like my current thread with Nikki's Hau where they're just making food! With sprinkles of 'oh hmm..' story beats.)

I've only just learned wtf 'Whump' and shit is. I really don't like it. I don't like one sided angst while the other is just a trauma dump punching bag. I LOVE angst, don't get me wrong, but I feel it needs to be built up, just like a good book. And it needs to be used on both sides. Not just for one person to trauma dump all over the place on a single character. (I played a villain in the MC Ask Blog community a year or two ago and saw WAY too much thrown at me as a result. I'm sick of it.)

I don't mind art and memes thrown at me. I eat them up, I will stare at them for hours on end like I just received life giving water. I don't care how absurd.

I love plotting. I love plotting dumb shit, serious shit, shit that likely won't happen for many, MANY threads. I love making connections, and even incorporating things into my character at the suggestions of others or thing that change in RP itself.

I love having multiple threads, don't ever feel like you are beholden to just 'one' with me.

If you need anything, a question asked, something changed or you have an idea but not sure how it might work? Ask, just ask me. I can always tweak things, modify things to fit in with something. Altra is a very 'young' OC in his development, and that makes him easily moldable for the future.

Finally, all I ask is to treat me, and those around you with the same respect you want yourself to be given. In the end, we all just want to write silly stories, and throw our characters at one another. <3

#[ ooc ] - [ out of character post ]#[ Tossin' my hat in the ring here~ ]#[ Now I have a silly meme comic to work on involving the 'Treat!? No Treat!' copypasta. ]

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