#ler!albert

[italeean]

MERRY CHRISTMAS MY DEAR FRIEND<33

I wanted to share some very cute and wholesome Christmas hcs with the moriarty the patriot characters because I love them so much ☹️

SO FIRST OFF,

Miss Hudson, John and Sherlock decorate the flat and Sherlock likes to play around with the decorations and then accidentally trapped himself with Christmas, which John and miss Hudson took advantage off and gave him some soft tickles,, he swore to himself to never play with Christmas decorations ever again

So, in the manga, Albert makes horrible Christmas sweaters, and this year he made matching sweaters for the whole group and they all were going insane over it except Louis and Liam, they praised him hehehe

So getting ready for Christmas dinner, Liam asked Louis with the help of Moran to tidy the place up a bit, of course Moran didn't want to so Louis had to make him,, honestly Moran seems like those tough guys who are also extremely sensitive which is very silly ehehe, anyways, Louis made him suffer with tickles till he promised he'd help him clean (he ended up doing it and whining the whole time about it)

James, Fred and Moran are wearing matching Christmas hats and sweaters and they absolutely solo everyone

The Moriarty brothers made a gingerbread house together and ended up making a whole mess but that's okay, they had a very fun time (Albert ended up making the most mess)

Louis ends up overworking himself to make sure everyone has a good Christmas time, Albert and Liam heavily disagree that he overworks himself so they distract him and make him rest a bit with light tickles and Louis tries to tell them he isn't but they obviously don't believe him

This is all I hope you like theeemm~ <3

Aaaaww they're so sweet 🥹❤️

Have a merry Christmas, too, my dear 🎄❤️

@wertzunge more hcs for us ^_^

#parliamo un po' (let's talk a bit) #tickle hcs #yuukoku no moriarty tickle #ynm tickle #lee!moran #ticklish!moran #lee!sherlock #ticklish!sherlock #ler!mrs hudson #ler!watson #ler!louis #lee!louis #ticklish!louis #ler!william #ler!albert

[rachi-roo]

Request you say? Oo, I think I might have one!

How about some good ol' tickles for Moriarty The Patriot? They've been on my mind lately- perhaps with the Moriarty brothers and Jack? (If you haven't met him yet, just the brothers please and thank you :3) You can pick the roles, though admittedly I'd love to see some Lee!William! :D

Hope this helps some with your writers block! Take all the time you need with this and happy writing!

SQUIGGILY!!! You're a Saint 🥹👏 I had so much fun writing thiiiis!!!! I has met Jackie boi. He kinda 👀 for an old bloke

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Moriarty the Patriot: Kid's at Heart

Squig coming in with the save, got me out of my writer's block! 🥳

Summary: It's been far too long since the Moriarty brothers relaxed for real. A single touch stirs up a harmless tussle as all their plans are put on hold for just a short while.

Mixed lee/lers 💕 William, Louis, Albert and Jack

Tw: None

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"Apologies for my lateness, gents." Albert beamed, hanging his top hat and coat on the rack by the door. William and Louis had been waiting for their brother in the main lounge.

"Quite alright, brother. Was there another issue with your transport?" William asked, folding his paper and setting it on the coffee table in front of him.

"You could say that, yes. There was a group of young boy's playing in the street, I did not want to disturb their game, so waited in the carriage for them to finish." He chuckled, taking a seat opposite William, thanking Louis as he poured him some tea.

"Waiting for children to finish their game? What an odd excuse. Good thing it's us you're talking to, I'm not sure such a statement would be taken well by others." William smiled, knowing full well he would have done the same unless it was an emergency of course.

Jack had been organising books in the corner, overhearing their conversation. "I remember, long ago now, when you were all still young yourselves, having to stop you from playing in the streets at one point. All children do it at least once." He laughed at the memory.

William blushed faintly, he always did whenever childhood antics were brought up in conversation. He cleared his throat, picking up his tea from the coffee table. "Yes, well, that was a long time ago now. It's been a long time since we've done anything childish like that."

"Oh?" Jack looked over his shoulder at the boys, placing the last book back into it's spot in the shelves. "And why is that?" He asked, walking over, stopping behind the sofa William was settled on.

"Beg your pardon? What do you mean why? It's simply because we aren't children anymore." He shrugged off the question, enjoying his drink. Louis eyed Jack carefully, he was up to something.

Albert chuckled, shaking his head. "I don't believe you've done a single childish thing your whole life, William." The blonde's blush deepened.

"O-Of course I have. But there was a time and a place for those things, and unfortunately, given our backgrounds, those times were far few. That's all."

Jack raised a brow, looking down at the boy he had essentially raised. It was sad to think that they had all missed out on a real childhood. He grinned, an idea sparking in his head. "Well, what about now? Is now not an opportune time for some childish antics?"

"Well, I suppose so. But- Ah!" William jumped, almost spilling his drink as he was suddenly attacked by two sets of fingers pressing into his ribs.

He froze, his cheeks heating up as he blinked in shock. Was he just tickled?! "Wh- Jack! What the bleddy hell-?!" He turned, glaring up at his mentor slash butler. His heart raced when he saw the expression on the older man's face. "N-Now Jack-" He quickly set down his drink, standing from the sofa to attempt to scold him. "You should know better than to d-Oho!" Another hand suddenly grabbed William's side from behind, squeezing a few times.

"Hehey!" He spun, staring at his second attacker. Albert stood directly behind him, a smirk on his face. "Well, I'd say now is a perfectly good time for some childish behavior."

"A-Albert! This is completely unacceptable- You can't- This isn't- Wahait!" William grew flustered, a smile already pulling at his lips as he backed away from his advancing brother. "Dohon't! I-I mean it! Albert!" His legs hit the frame of the sofa, and he plopped back down onto the cushions, Albert used the moment to attack.

He stood between William's legs, preventing him from getting up as he started bombarding him with tickles, latching onto the blonde's sides, shaking his fingers in with a grin.

"Oho gohohod! Noho! A-Ahalbert!" He bundled his arms at his sides, trying his best to defend himself, his legs kicking out knocking the coffee table as he fought.

"Oh, lord-..." Louis quickly and quietly moved the tea set from the table so it wouldn't be damaged.

"Albert! Aha! I-I swehear! If you don't stAHA-!" William flopped onto his side as Albert pressed on his stomach, apparently that was a particularly sensitive spot. He tried curling up on the sofa, to protect his tummy sending a stray cushion flying as he squirmed around.

"Ah, ah, ah, no footwear on the furniture, William. Honestly what kind of slob are you?" Albert teased, trying to work his fingers into any available spot they could reach. "Darn, come on now, open up!" He laughed with him, looking up as a gloved hand came to grab William's wrist, pulling one arm out of the way, and holding it steady over his head. Jack gave Albert a wink. "Happy to help." He smiled.

"Why thank you." Albert laughed, immediately attacking William's underarm now it was exposed.

"No! No not that! Ahalbehehert! Ahahehehehe!" William's laughter grew giggly and boyish, his free hand trying to cover his underarm or bat Albers hand away. "Enough! God dahamn it, Ahalbert!"

William tugged on his arm, managing to get free, reaching over and squeezing Albert's hips. "Sehehee how you like it!" He grinned, watching Albert's cheeks instantly heat up before he grabbed William's wrists, trying to lean away from the attack.

"H-Hehey! No this isn't-! Ahaa!" He crumbled to the floor, with William following, still squeezing the man's hips. He ended up standing over Albert, trapping him between the coffe table and the sofa, bending over to dish out his revenge. Meticulously poking at any exposed points on Albert's sides and ribs.

"Hohold on! Haha! I-I'm sohorry! Forgive mehehe! Wihihilliam!" Albert was clearly more ticklish than William was, and the blonde wasn't going to waste that fact. He latched onto his brother's ribs, massaging his thumbs into the sensitive bone, all while smiling and laughing with him.

Albert arched his back, trying to pull William's hands away. "Ahahaha! O-Ohoho nohohoho! Hahahaha!" His laughter was deeper, it came from all the way down in his stomach. His kicking legs scuffed up the edge of the rug as he flailed.

"What's the matter, Albert? I thought you said this was a perfectly good time for some childish behaviour. Did you not?" William teased, enjoying watching their, usually level-headed, oldest brother wriggling like a fish out of water.

"Gents, you're going to damage something if you are not careful." A small voice came from behind. The two tussling looked over at Louis, who had crouched to pick up the stray cushion that had fallen from the sofa, dusting it off with a slap. "At last take this outside." He grumbled to himself, unaware that the two had stopped. Not until it was too late anyway.

"Wehell now, if you were feeling left out you should have just said so." Albert chuckled as William helped him to his feet before they both made a dash for Louis, who never stood a chance.

"Huh?! No, that's not what I meant! Ah!" He was tackled to the floor, Albert and William pinning one arm each as they both tickled him. Albert poked and scribbled at his tummy whilst William squeezed his side. Poor Louis was instantly in hysterics, shaking his head and arching his whole body. "Nohoho! Ahahah! I-I didn't-! Hyahahaaa!"

Albert smirked, unbuttoning Louis's waistcoat, leaving only a shirt to protect him. "Oh well, this is much easier." He chimed, happily watching his brother's giddy expression as the tickles got worse. His cheeks were bright red, both with embarrassment and laughter, he couldn't even keep his eyes open or plead with them for his freedom.

"Haha, quite the chatterbox, aren't you, Louis?" Albert teased, suddenly yelping as he felt a hand on his side. William was on the attack again, switching his target.

"Un-buttoning a gentleman's waistcoat without permission? You truly are a rude little blouse!" He chuckled, releasing Louis and fully attacking Albert again.

"Hold on! I was just- Pff-Ahahaha!"

The room was filled with laughter. The pile of brothers all play fighting and wrestling, ticking each other before switching targets and becoming the victim again. Their hair grew wild and frizzy, their clothes wrinkling and shirts becoming un-tucked as they fought.

Jack stood in the corner, watching his work play out. Glad to see the brothers were still capable of having fun in such a manner. He would have to initiate another brawl like this again sometime.

There was an unexpected knock on the door before Moran and Fred walked in. "We got your tele-" The pair froze, stunned by what they had walked in on.

The brothers also froze, staring right back, wide-eyed. "Um... Afternoon?" Albert offered with a wave as William quickly climbed out of the pile, trying to straighten himself out as he cleared his throat, giggling into his hand at the ghost tickles. "Um, yes, good afternoon. I uh, assume you read my m-Ehehe!" He turned, glaring at Albert after he'd given William one last poke for good luck.

There was definitely going to be sweet revenge on the horizon.

#william james moriarty #louis james moriarty #albert james moriarty #MTP tickles #moriarty the patriot #Moriarty the patriot tickles #lee William Moriarty #ler william moriarty #lee albert moriarty #ler albert moriarty #lee Louis moriarty #ler louis moriarty #rachi roo #sfw tickles #sfw tickling community

[alvaronobrejunior01]

O mundo não está ameaçado pelas pessoas más, e sim por aquelas que permitem a maldade.

Albert Einstein

#livros #leitores #poetas en tumblr #alvaro nobre junior #poeta #poetas #livro #poetasdeinstagram #escritor #frases de amor #ler #albert einstein

[palimpsesto-editora]

Quem vê caras também lê citações.

https://www.palimpsesto-editora.pt/o-fim-dos-livros

#palimpsesto_editora #palimpsesto | editora #Palimpsesto #palimpsesto editora #editora #livros #leitura #ler #Octave Uzanne #octave_uzanne #Albert Robida #albert_robida #o_fim_dos_livros #o fim dos livros #ilustração #sucesso #preguiça #ego #egoísmo #homem #ficção #ficção científica #livrarias #livraria_on_line #livrariaonline

[mayfeitoza]

Qualquer homem que leia muito e use pouco o cérebro cai em hábitos preguiçosos de pensar.

(Albert Einstein)

#mayfeitoza #poxavida #ta explicado pq os ditos inteligentes falam tanta tolice #ler muito e é tolo pq tem habito preguiçoso de pensar #albert einstein #citação #citações #uau #homem #ser humano #habito #hábitos #pensar #Pensamento #cérebro #preguiça #livro

[porqueamamosler]

Albert Anker 'Elderly Woman Reading the Bible' 1904

#porque amamos ler #Albert Anker

[bracketsoffear]

Extinction Tournament Round 1

Monolith vs. Pollution

Albert Wesker vs. Miranda Pryce & Marcus Cutter

The Time Traveler vs. Godzilla

AM vs. Howard Stambler

Professor Turo vs. Hexxus

Homer Simpson vs. Dr. Robotnik

Commander Tartar vs. Davros

Skynet vs. PAL

Elesh Norn, Mother of Machines vs. Millions Knives

The Batter vs. Poison Ivy

Dr. Strangelove vs. Emperor Belos

John Gaius vs. John Hunger

Joseph Wilford vs. the Once-ler

Porky Minch vs. the Final Pam

Richmond Valentine vs. the Cigarette-Smoking Man

Marolmar vs. the Lich

#extinction poll #masterpost

[docgold13]

Profiles in Villainy

The Once-Ler

Long ago, the Once-Ler was an idealistic young lad who sought out to find his fortune.  He had created in his mind the perfect invention: the Thneed. This was a multipurpose device that would fulfill a near endless supply of needs. The Once-Ler knew that the Thneed was certain to make him rich; he simply needed to find the perfect material with which to create it.  And he finally discovered the material in a wondrous forest of Truffula Trees.  It turned out that the foliage from the Truffula was ideally suited to compose the Thneed.  

After falling one of these trees, the Once-Ler was set upon by the great Lorax, he who speaks for the trees.  The Lorax chose to spare The Once-Ler on the condition that he be satisfied with the single tree he had and never again cut down a Truffula.  The Onc-Ler agreed, yet success and greed would ultimately lead him to betray his promise.  

The Once-Ler created his Thneed and, as expected, it was a huge hit that brought him fame and fortune.  The need for the Thneed far surpassed its supply and in short order the Once-Ler used up the entirety of the foliage from the single Truffula Tree he had fallen.  By now he was rich and famous, having traded in his humble garments for fancy duds and a tall top hat.  Unwilling to give up all that he had gained, The Once-Ler returned to the Truffula Forest with giant machines of destruction.  The Lorax was outmatched and could only stand idly by as every Truffula was chopped down and uprooted.  The entire forest was cleared and destroyed.

Whist he remained rich and successful, the guilt over what he had done began to eat away at The Once-Ler’s conscious.  The fad of the Thneed ran its course and it was not long before the Once-Ler was left empty, penniless and broken of spirit.  He became a hermit, hidden away in the ruins of the once-lush Truffula forest.  There he held onto the last seeds of the Truffula Tree and gave them away to those who would hear his story and heed his warnings of the dangers industry and ambition posses to the environment.  

Actor Eddie Albert provides the voice of the character in the 1972 animated television movie, The Lorax; whereas Ed Helms voiced the Once-Ler in the 2012 feature remake.  

#Profiles in Villainy #The Once-Ler #The Lorax #cut-out #paper art #Villains!

[deysialfher]

Os 100 livros para ler antes de morrer

Os livros lidos estão riscados!

A arte da guerra (Sun Tzu)

Hamlet (william Shakespeare)

O banquete  (Platão)

A divina comédia - Inferno (são 3 livros) (Dante Alighieri)

O processo de Kafka (Kafka)

O morro dos ventos uivantes (Emilly Bronte)

O pequeno príncipe (Antoine de Saint – Exupéry)

Orgulho e preconceito (Jane Austen)

O princípe (Nicolau Maquiavel)

A Odisseia (Homero)

O vermelho e o negro (Stendhal)

O velho e o mar (Ernest Hemingwai)

Homem invisível (Ralph Ellison)

Dom Quixote (Miguel de Cervantes)

Moby Dick (Herman Melville)

1984  (George Orwell)

Crime e castigo (Fyodor M. Dostoyevsky)

A Ilíada (Homero)

Madame Bovary (Gustave Flaubert)

A montanha mágica (Thomas Mann)

Cem anos de solidão (Gabriel Garcia Marquez)

Otelo (William Shakespeare)

Ulysses (James Joyce)

Guerra e Paz (Leo Tolstoy)

As viagens de Gulliver (Jonathan Swift)

O nome da rosa (Umberto Eco)

Alice no País das maravilhas (Lewis Carroll)

Vinte mil léguas submarinas (Julio Verne)

Leviatã (Thomas Hobbes)

Fahrenheit 451 (Ray Bradbury)

Armas, germes e aço: os destinos das sociedades humanas (Jared Diamond)

O diário de Anne Frank (Anne Frank)

O conto da aia (Margaret Atwood)

O iluminado (Stephen King)

O sol é para todos (Harper Lee)

A revolução dos bichos (George Orwell)

A flecha de Deus (Chinua Achebe)

Utopia (Thomas More)

Gargantua (François Rabelais)

Pantagruel (François Rabelais)

Ensaio sobre a Cegueira (José Saramago)

Édipo Rei (Sófocles)

Os miseráveis (Victor Hugo)

Os Lusíadas (Luis de Camões)

Os três mosquiteiros (Alexandre Dumas)

Decamerão  (Giovanni Boccaccio)

As mil e uma noites (Sem autor)

Amor no tempo do cólera (Gabriel Garcia Marquez)

A epopeia de Gilgamesh (Sem autor)

O livro do Desassossego (Fernando Pessoa)

Livro de jó (Bíblia Sagrada)

O retrato de Dorian Gray (Oscar Wilde)

Ismael: um romance da condição humana (Daniel Quinn)

Medeia (Euripides)

Robinson Crusoé (Daniel Defoe)

Contos de Andersen (Hans Christian Andersen)

Conde de Monte Cristo (Alexandre Dumas)

O mundo de Sofia (Jostein Gaarder)

A condição humana (Hannah Arendt)

Laranja mecânica (Anthony Burgess)

O elogio da loucura (Erasmo de Roterdã)

A sangue frio (Truman Capote)

Ardill 22 (Joseph Heller)

Adeus às armas (Ernest Hemingway)

Admirável mundo novo (Aldous Huxley)

Todos os Contos (Edgar Allan Poe)

A morte de Ivan Ilyuich (Leo Tolstoy)

Mahabharata (sem autor)

Contos de Canterbury (Geoffrey Chaucer)

Os irmãos Karamazov (Fyodor M Dostoyevsky)

Tom Jones (Henry Fielding)

A consciência de Zeno (Italo Svero)

Amada (Toni Morrison)

Os filhos da meia-noite (Salman Rushdie)

O tambor (Gunter Grass)

O idiota (Fyodor M Dostoyevsky)

As metamorfoses (Ovídio)

O som da montanha (Yasunari Kawabata)

Ensaios (Michel de Montaigne)

Senhor das moscas (William Golding)

As vinhas da Ira (John Steinbeck)

O grande Gatsby (F. Scott Fitzgerald)

O jogo da amarelinha (Julio Cortázar)

O estrangeiro (Albert Camus)

Memórias de Adriano (Marguerite Yourcenar)

O lobo da Estepe (Herman Hesse)

O apanhador no campo de Centeio (J. D. Salinger)

Rumo o farol (Virginia Woolf)

O castelo (Franz Kafka)

Anna Karenina (Leo Tolstoy)

O som e a fúria (William Faulkner)

O homem sem qualidades (Robert Musil)

As aventuras de Huckleberry Finn (Mark Twain)

Almas mortas (Nikolai Gogol)

Pedro Paramo (Juan Rulfo)

Folhas de relva (Walt Whitman)

Viagem ao fim da noite (Louis Ferdinand Celine)

Lolita (Vladimir Nabokov)

Eneida         (Virgílio)

Em busca do tempo perdido (7 livros) (Marcel Proust)

#100alfher

[italeean]

Returning with the hcs, but I currently have a brainrot of Louis and William because I love them so much ☹️

- Louis gets tickled the most out of the two, even as a kid

- Whenever Louis feels unworthy, William loves to tickle him and to reassure him that his older brother cares much for him, Louis literally passes away because he appreciates his brother so much

- Back when Albert took them in, when no one was around in or near their room they'd have tickle fights and sometimes Albert would visit them to see how they were doing but they'd just be asleep next to eachother because they made eachother so tired 🥺

- William lightly teases Louis about Sherlock sometimes , and Louis tries to look angry and all but literally can't because he's also gently being wrecked by his brother

- Louis sometimes gets revenge by the reasoning being William not taking care for himself or for him getting Louis all the time, and despite him being a pretty quiet and serious person,, he knows how to make his brother beg for mercy and how to tease!!

- ynm anon <3

YESSSS MORE HCS 😻 I'll never stop repeating it: THIS. ANIME. DESERVES. MORE. ATTENTION!!

Anyway, I'll comment them in order, one by one ^_^

Absolutely yes, lee Louis is just too precious and makes way too much sense

REASSURANCE IS ONE OF MY FAVORITE TROPES!! YES... JUST YES 🥺❤️

AAAAAAAAHHH THAT WOULD BE SO FUNNY 😹 But then Albert would tuck them in and the scenario would take a wholesome turn 🥺 Also, what if one day he manages to catch them? He'd obviously get dragged into the playfight, and he would understand what it means to really be part of a loving family 😭 William and Louis would definitely go easy on him the first time, since Albert wasn't used to being t-worded, but once the older one really gets into it, they'll both find themselves at his mercy. And after that, the three of them would fall asleep together. Albert would probably get scolded in the morning for sleeping and socializing with the two orphans, but it'd be worth it. And he would probably do that again the following night ❤️

Trying to look angry while laughing?? Yeah, Louis would do that. He'd try so hard to keep his quiet and serious demeanor, but William is so good at wrecking him that it's pointless

Okay this one kinda made me shiver a bit. As someone who constantly scolds people for not taking care of themselves and then doing worse than them when it comes to me, I can't not love this trope 🥺😅 Also, I don't think Louis talks that much while wrecking William. He would just ignore him most of the time to annoy him a bit more, and he would make comments here and there, but always as if he was talking to himself. Like, imagine a ler silently destroying you, only focused on their job... wouldn't it be maddening? Or is it just me? >//////////<

Aaaand that's it. Thanks for providing us with your adorable ideas once more!! Un ottimo lavoro come sempre 💚🤍❤️ (A great job as always)

Also tagging @wertzunge because I know he'd like to read those as well ^_^

#parliamo un po' (let's talk a bit) #tickle hcs #tickle headcanons #yuukoku no moriarty tickle #ler!william #lee!william #ticklish!william #lee!louis #ler!louis #ticklish!louis #lee!albert #ler!albert #ticklish!albert #ynm anon ❤️ #sorry for writing so much... i got carried away 😅

[giggly-squiggily]

Heyaaa, for sentence starts can u do a tk fight between william, louis, and albert from mtp with the sentence starter "I haven't done this in a long time!"

{Puffs are officially CLOSED}

Ahh the Moriarty brothers!! I love them so much akjrjkaejkrj Not gonna lie- this ended up more Ler!Albert cause I just really like Ler!Albert lols I hope you like it!

“Hm.” Albert hummed one late evening. “You know- I haven’t done this in awhile.”

“Done what- Wha!” Louis yelped when he was suddenly grabbed, his balance gone as he was halfway pulled into his older brother’s lap. “A-Albert, what are you- ehehe!”

“Tell me, when’s the last time you laughed, Louis?” The brunette smirked, one hand keeping Louis trapped while the other scribbled into his ribs, earning a series of squeaks and giggles. “I can’t recall witnessing it; surely you’ve been taking the time to do so even when I’m not around?”

“Aheahhahahhaha! Ahahhahalbehehehert! Dohohoohn’t- thihihihis is rihihihidiihihihculohohoohus!” Louis was torn between hiding his face and fighting off Albert’s hands. He settled for something in the middle. “Wheehhehe’re nohohohoht kiihihihihds ahahahahnymore! Cehehahhahahse thihihihis behehahhahhahvior ahahhat ohoohohonce!”

“Oh, we’re giving orders now, are we?” Albert chuckled as he moved his hand to Louis’ belly, earning a proper squeal. “Don’t forget I am older than you, Louis.”

“Nohooohohoho! Pleahahahhase, dohoohohohn’t- brohoohohohother hehehehelp!” Upon seeing William enter the room, Louis cried out to him, cheeks pink and glasses askew. “Sahahhahve mehehehhehehehehe!”

“My my, what do we have here..” William chuckled, shaking his head at the sight. “What’s the occasion, Albert?”

“Nothing particular. Louis hasn’t laughed in a while, that’s all.” Albert smirked, eyes dancing. “Come to think of it, I don’t believe I’ve heard you laugh in a while either, Will…”

Oh dear.

“Brohohoohohother! Broohohoohohother ruhuuhuhun!” Louis tried to save him, but Albert had quickly switched targets, gathering William up around the waist with ease and pulling him into his lap. With both blondes trapped, he wasted no time tickling them to near tears. “Ahahhahhahaberhehhehrt!”

“Ahehahah wahahhahit! Hohohohold oohoohohn a mihihiihnute!” William tried to fight back, but Albert’s grip was unyielding. “Ihiiihihih wahhaahhas a bihiihihysthahahahhander!”

“Ah, now isn’t this nice?” Albert chuckled as his two brothers laughed and squirmed in his arms, overcome with ticklishness. “I could listen to you laugh all day.”

#Puffs #sentence starters #MTP #tickle #tickle dabble #albert james moriarty #louis james moriarty #william james moriarty #I miss writing for these three :3

[lillee-93]

Rookie weakness

(Based on Resident Evil: Welcome to Raccoon City) The others laugh at Leon for his rookie status so Claire puts a smile back on his face

Lee! Leon, Ler! Claire

“Damn hippie” Chris mutters as he shoves past Leon “Get a hair cut!” Albert yells as Jill throws her lunch rubbish at him. Leon says nothing and just walks away, not bothering to turn back as they all laugh at him, this was middle school all over again.

Leon was now alone in the changing room, he looked down at the floor and sighed “I knew being a cop wasn’t going to be easy but it’s a lot harder when the whole S.T.A.R.S unit are a load of…” he paused, thinking of what to call them as he rambled to himself “Snobby high school jerks?” Claire said “They’re all college graduates but they sure as hell don’t act it”. Leon jumped, he hadn’t noticed her there “Sorry, who are you?” he asked “I’m Claire, my brother is one of the S.T.A.R.S members, I saw him shove you and laugh at you and, well, I came to check on you, I’ve never seen him act like that before” “You don’t need to apologise for him” Leon said “I wasn’t going to, I was going to drag him by the ear until he apologised” Claire said with a smile.

Leon chuckled at her statement and Claire smiled even wider “Hey, there’s a smile” she teased, brushing his hair away from his face “Your hair is so soft and fluffy” she added “Stop” Leon said, getting flustered by her compliments. Claire attempts to pull Leon into a small hug but the second her hand touched his side, he jumped “H-Hey!” Leon gasped “That tickled”.

Claire’s face lit up when she heard that and she gently poked his side again, causing light giggles to pour out of Leon “Stohohop it!” he whined as Claire gradually increased the speed of her fingers. She moved from his sides to his stomach and began wiggling her fingers against the sensitive skin “N-Nohoho, nohohot thehere!” Leon chuckled “Why? Did I get your spot?” Claire teased “Yehehes! Thahahahat’s my wohorst spohohot! Plehehease stohohohohop!” he begged.

Claire decided that he’d had enough and ceased tickling his stomach, Leon clutched his stomach as the laughter and ticklishness wore off “Thahat actually hehelped, thahanks” he said “No problem, at least I know how to cheer you up when my brother and his buddies are being jerks” she said with a sweet smile on her face.

“Claire, where were you?” asked Chris “With a friend” she responded “A boyfriend?” Jill asked “Well, he’s a boy but we’re not together, just friends” Claire said “Speaking of which, I told him I’d do this”. Claire dragged Chris by the ear to the door of the S.T.A.R.S office and opened it, everyone was certainly surprised to see the rookie on the other side with his arms crossed. “Apologies” Claire said “Claire, what the hELL-!?” Chris shrieked as his little sister pulled harder “Apologies!” she snapped “O-Okay! Okay, I’m sorry! I’m sorry rook- Leon! I’m sorry!” Chris yelped “Good” said Claire, letting go of his ear.

Claire took Leon by the hand “There’s a coffee shop I wanna show you” she said. The S.T.A.R.S team was dumbfounded, they had no clue that Claire could be so intimidating, they looked to Chris who had his head down in shame and was rubbing the pain from his ear. There were two new rules put in place from then on:

1. Don’t bully Leon

2. DON’T PISS OFF CLAIRE

#resident evil #claire redfield #leon kennedy #resident evil: welcome to raccoon city #tickle fic #chris redfield #jill valentine #albert wesker

[rachi-roo]

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Moriarty the Patriot: To Break a Gargoyle - Act 1

I'm soooo excited to post this!!!! Me and @giggly-squiggily have teamed up on this fic to make a two-part tale!!! Squiggles you're so cool 😭👏 I had so much fun writing and planning this with you!

Summary: After hoating a successful tea party, William is still sour over Morans betrayal in his time of need and seeks revenge! Only things don't quite go to plan. Lee!William, Ler!Moran.

Act 2 here by the brilliant Giggly-Squiggly!!!

Tw: None.

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It had been a couple of days since the Moriarty household had finished up with hosting the dreaded tea party, and everything had settled down once again. Everything, except the troubles that swirled in William's mind.

The family of three brothers sat enjoying each other's company, along with Fred and Moran whilst Jack was busy elsewhere. William turned the page in his newspaper looking up as Moran stood, pulling his coat over his shoulders.

"Right. I'd best be off then. Got a few errands to run before dinner." He announced, tugging gently on Fred's coat sleeve to get him out of his seat. "Thanks for the tea, Louis. William, Albert." He gave a nod to each brother before turning to leave.

As he did, William stared, an image flashing in his mind. Moran left him. That day, at the tea party. He turned his back and left him to flounder at the mercy of those desperately flirtatious women. He left him. How dare he!

On the surface, William was calm. Composed. He even offered a friendly smile as his friend left to continue his duties, but beneath that cool exterior, a storm was brewing. A plot for revenge. No one betrays William James Moriarty. No one.

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Later that same evening, before dinner was prepared, William approached Moran in the hallway, a look of seriousness on his face. "Moran. I have something to discuss with you in my private study if you could meet me there in five minutes, I have something important to discuss." He spoke quietly, earning a professional nod of acknowledgement from the other.

"Am I to bring the others?"

"No. Come alone. This only requires you." William gave a reassuring smile, heading off towards his study to prepare.

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Exactly five minutes later, Moran arrived outside William's study, knocking on the door. "William. It's Moran... I'm coming in." He opened the door, seeing William sitting at his desk inside.

"Close the door, please. And have a seat." William ordered, smiling softly as he watched Moran do so. So far, it didn't look like his friend suspected a thing. Why would he? William was his trusted boss and friend.

"So, Moran, I trust that you enjoyed your time at the tea party we hosted a couple of days back?" He asked, standing up once Moran was seated, moving to pour the two of them a drop of whisky. Moran watched him, smiling fondly at the memory of all those lovely ladies gathered in one place, not to mention the few who were fawning over him as he stood in the garden.

"Aye, sir. It was an entertaining affair." He chuckled, taking the drink as William handed it to him. The blonde hummed, taking a sip of his own.

"I'm glad you found it so enjoyable. I do hope the job you were given wasn't too taxing."

"Of course not, William. It was a piece of cake."

William set his drink down, standing behind his tall friend as his tone changed. "Piece of cake, you say? Then, do tell me, friend, why is it that you neglected to assist me in my time of need?"

"Sir?" Moran raised a brow, not quite catching on.

"When that woman was viciously flirting with me during my advice hearing. You saw my suffering and turned your back on me. Did you not?"

Moran froze up. How could he forget. "I-I't wasn't meant to be malicious, sir. I just-"

"Just what? You weren't actually fit to help your boss when required and lied to me about your capabilities? Or is it that you left me to undergo such torment on purpose? Mutiny, essentially." William cracked his knuckles as Moran gulped.

"No sir, I wasn't intending to-"

"You really did turn your back on me, Moran. Which was your first and last mistake!" In a flash, William dove upon Moran's sides, squeezing a massaging his fingers into the well-toned muscle, a wicked grin on his cheeks.

"Now you will-... Wh-?" William's smile faded when he got no reaction from his attack. Not even a flinch? How is he not laughing? It's like he just turned off all his nerve endings. Like he's made of stone or something! "How- Uh!" His blood ran cold when he looked up, seeing Moran's playful, smug grin and vengeful side-eye.

"Oooh, you are a scary one. Ain't ya, Lord of Crime?" He grinned, standing from his chair and calmly leaning over William to put his drink on the desk behind him. "Yep, you sure taught me a lesson."

The smaller blonde took a step back, bumping into his desk as his hitman towered over him. "I-I was only having a laugh, Moran. You know I would never truly be hurt by something so trivial." This was true. Of course William was only playing. But Moran didn't look satisfied with this excuse.

His grin softened as he grabbed Williams's wrists, holding them over his head with ease. "My turn~" He jeered, bringing his free hand to William's stretched-out ribs, starting to lightly pinch up and down his slender frame.

Each squeeze earned a hiccup-like squeak from the Lord of Crime as he flinched and jumped at the tickly zaps that sent shivers down his spine.

"Wait! Mor-Aha! I didn't Hah! Let me explAHAin! Stahap!" He blushed, embarrassed by how easily he was reduced to a giggly mess, with the defence of a wet napkin. He was so glad he shut the door, lest some prying eyes fall upon the scene. "Stahap it, Moran!"

His pleading only seemed to egg the hitman on, switching from small squeezes to continuous drilling between and on the sensitive bone. "Oh come on now, William. You should know better than to try something like that on me."

"I-I'm sahaharry! Ahaha! Nohoho!" Will gasped as he managed to slip his wrists free, making a break for the door. Just too slow. He felt the large hand of his attacker grab his shoulder, pulling him back before wrapping his arms around William's stomach, lifting him clear from the ground with ease.

"Pardon my roughness, Sir. But I can't let you go just yet." Moran grinned, shaking his fingers into William's sides, chucking as he listened to his loud, boyish laughter.

"Wahahait! Oho lord- Ahaha! Mohoran! AHA!" He grabbed and pushed on Moran's python-like grip, desperate to wriggle free from the ticklish prison. It was no use, nothing could escape the gargoyles grasp once you became ensnared in it.

"Plehehease! AHAHA!" His laughter turned to bubbly, chirping, giggling as Moran's hands started shaking into his tummy. "Ehehehe! N-Not thehere!"

"Not there?" Moran raised a brow, shifting his hands further up and sinking into the poor man's underarms instead. "How about here? Is this better, sir?" He teased, gasping as he narrowly missed a kick to the bollocks as William flailed.

"GYAHAHAHA! Nooo! AhahaAHA! P-Plehease! Oh lohord!"

"Tickle, tickle, tickle, William~ To think, you would have me suffering the same if you could. How cruel of you." Morans mocking tone only made things worse for William.

"AHAHAHHAHAAA! P-Please forgihihive meee! HAHA!" That was twice Moran almost had his jewels booted, time to change again. He set William down, quickly straddling his hips, pinning him on his back.

"No! Nononono! Wahait!"

William fought off his hands with his killer precision, but the ghost tickles were too much of a distraction and he was soon under attack again. This time Moran pinned one arm up, clawing mercilessly at the sensitive underarm as William tried in vain to defend himself.

"AAAAH! Moran! I-I'll do anythihing! Plehehease!" The boy's cheeks were red as the roses that bloomed in the garden, and wet with mirthful tears as he howled with laughter.

"Oooh, anything? Hmm... Nah." This man was evil. He just wanted to make William regret trying to attack him. His hands switched back to William's sides, shaking in vigorously as he smirked teasingly.

"Morahahan! Th-This is ridihiculous!"

"You started it!"

"A-Ahalright!" William snorted. "I-I give in! Plehehase!"

"Well, since you asked nicely." Moran smiled, patting William's cheek as he stopped his attack, still sitting upon his boss's lap. "Hehe, look at you." He smirked, referring to William's tangled hair and wrinkled shirt collar.

"I-Ihihi... I'll have to tidy... mysehelf before... Dinner."

Moran nodded, starting to poke at the tired assassin's tummy as he spoke. "Look, William, you know I respect you. Hell, I'd give my life for you. But I'm afraid when it comes to tickling, I just can't let you walk away from an attempt on me like that." He chuckled, watching him twitch and bat at his poking hand.

"Ohokay! Stop, stop... Haha... I'll remember that..." William chuckled, taking Moran's hand as he helped him up.

"There is only one man who knows how to beat me in a war of tickles. And I'm afraid he ain't you. Better luck next time though." The large man grinned, patting his friend's hair before leaving the room, winking as he shut the door behind him.

William thought for a moment. One man who knows how to beat him. Who could that be? The cogs were turning in William's mind again. There was definitely going to be a round two.

#moriarty the patriot #moriarty the patriot tickles #lee!William #ler!Moran #Giggly-squiggily #joint fic #sfw tickles #sfw tickling community

[gliterarias]

Resenha Coletiva: A Brigada dos Amaldiçoados, Albert Vaz & Vanessa Godoy

 “A Brigada dos Amaldiçoados” é o primeiro livro da duologia Escola de Magia, escrito por Albert Vaz e Vanessa Godoy e lançado em 2018, onde somos apresentados ao protagonista Hector Saião, um orfão de pai e mãe que vivia com seus avós antes de entrar para a Escola de Magia e Bruxaria do Brasil. Ao chegar lá, o menino conhece Marvin Bill, que se tornaria seu melhor amigo, Petrus Romanov, amigo-barra-rival, e Alma Damas, sua grande paixão. Entramos em contato também com as quatro casas da escola: Serpentes(verde), Tigres(vermelho), Esquilos(amarelo) e Águias(azul), Hector e sua turma sendo integrantes das Serpentes.

No entanto, o bom menino do início do livro aos poucos se corrompeu pelas artimanhas de Petrus, que comandava um grupo secreto com os mais hábeis da casa das Serpentes para descobrir segredos e sabotar as outras casas com o objetivo de tornarem-se vitoriosos, usando Alma, namorada de Hector, para manipulá-lo. Em uma batalha interna entre o certo(Marvin e Boris — amigo apresentado pelo avô do protagonista) e o errado(Petrus e Alma), Hector se vê em uma cilada ao perceber ter caído numa armadilha daqueles que mais confiava.

O que as Gliterárias acharam:

°Fabi: “A Brigada dos Amaldiçoados” me envolveu completamente em seu mundo mágico e cheio de reviravoltas. O contraste entre as orientações de figuras como Marvel e Boris, que tentam guiá-lo para o caminho certo, e a crescente influência das sombras personificadas por Petrus, é um elemento fundamental na narrativa. 

A luta interna de Heitor, suas dúvidas morais e a sedução do poder são habilmente exploradas à medida que ele se vê cada vez mais envolvido com o grupo Serpentes. O romance com Alma adiciona uma camada emocional à trama, mostrando como o amor pode influenciar nossas decisões mais importantes. Ao longo das aventuras mágicas e desafios enfrentados pelos personagens, o livro questiona a natureza das escolhas e os efeitos da influência das amizades sobre nossa jornada pessoal.

 “A Brigada dos Amaldiçoados” não apenas nos proporciona uma viagem emocionante por um mundo fantástico, mas também nos faz refletir sobre como as relações que cultivamos e as decisões que tomamos moldam quem somos. A interplay entre magia, amizade e os dilemas morais torna essa obra uma leitura cativante e instigante.

°Mary: A história é plot twist atrás de plot twist, porém, o que começou com uma ótima construção, acabou se perdendo ao correr da história, que literalmente correu no enredo, como se quisessem apresentar, desenvolver, colocar os problemas e resolver tudo em um livro só, acabando por não trabalhar mais a escola em si, a magia, as aulas, o ambiente escolar e as relações dos personagens, o luto de Hector, os conflitos internos, pois tudo acontece muito rápido, acontece um problema e no próximo parágrafo já tão resolvendo.

 Mas o final com toda certeza foi o que mais me irritou, mas não de forma negativa, já que me fez querer ler o segundo livro para saber qual o desfecho do Hector, que é um personagem bem volátil e influenciável, ao ponto de irritar e muito.

°Nick: Gostei de como os autores escreveram, deixando a história empolgante e fluída. Achei bastante interessante como o mundo nos foi apresentado, além de deixar transparecer que, apesar de ser uma fantasia, é bastante atual. 

Entretanto o protagonista, Hector, me irritou bastante, sendo super manipulado pelo Petrus e pela Alma, o que fez com que eu achasse a história meio forçada e rasa. 

Ainda assim, pretendo ler o próximo livro para ver como a história irá continuar, e se terá um crescimento nos personagens.

°Tainá: Quando vi que esse foi o livro escolhido para nossa segunda leitura coletiva admito que fiquei receosa em ler, pois já sabia que o livro foi inspirado no mundo de Harry Potter, e devido a diversos fatores, acabei me atrasando na leitura. 

Quando finalmente consegui iniciar o livro, me surpreendi, o começo do livro era fácil e convidativo, quando conhecemos Hector, logo nos apaixonamos pelo menininho que mora com os avós. Mas, em alguns poucos capítulos a frente, me vi perdida na ambientação da história, quase não conseguia distinguir o que era sonho ou a realidade do que Hector vivia e, lógico, me irritei em alguns momentos com o quão a história se parecia com Harry Potter.

Quando Hector entrou na escola, a leitura começou a ficar ainda mais complicada, eu esperava que o livro seguisse assim como HP, o menino em seu primeiro ano na escola, mas, de repente, Hector saltou no tempo em questão de linhas e já apareceu no seu último ano da escola. Assim como nossa colega Monique pontuou, a história é rasa. Hector supera muito rápido algumas questões que poderiam ter se aprofundado e dado mais ou menos motivações ao personagem, que poderiam ter posto em xeque as escolhas de Hector de continuar ou não a ajudar as Serpentes. A manipulação que o personagem sofre por seus colegas Petrus e Alma é fraca e quase incredível que alguém pudesse ser tão tolo em aceitá-las.

Não consegui terminar o livro a tempo, mas vou completar a leitura por pura indignação (risos). Já fui alertada de que ainda irei me irritar muito com Petrus e com as escolhas de Hector mais para frente. Mas rezo para que haja alguma mudança nas atitudes do personagem antes do final do livro.

Próxima Resenha: A Terra das Sombras, Meg Calbot. Por Tainá.

#gliterarias #literatura #livros #resenha #Albert Vaz #Vanessa Godoy #Escola de Magia e Bruxaria do Brasil

[org4n-failur3]

Can!balism

The psychology and history. INFO POST!!

History

In history it’s been used since humans were made many did it since they thought theyd gain strength. Multiple tribes also did it as a ritual, most famously the tribe of Fore. However the tribe has had 30+ cases of a mystery disease being called Kuru (more about that later). Some k!lers also did it some for a feeling of control or power, many can!bals are lonely so it gives the feeling of not being alone

Causes

Many can!bals have had schizophrenic disorders (IF YOU HAVE ONE IT DOES NOT MEAN YOU ARE A CAN!BAL!!!) or personality disorder.

And of course a famous can!bal being Jeffery Dahmer who had a schizophrenic disorder as well as BPD (correct if wrong) and again with Albert Fish who gained a s3xual satisfaction.

Kuru

Zuru is a neurodegenerative disease caused by eating the infected brain of another human. The disease is highly rare now but still has no cure.The infected being caused by Prions. Prions are misfolded proteins lacking instructional nucleic acids. The disease is rapid with d3ath occurring usually after 1-2 years. The symptoms are loss of coordination and muscle spasms as well as uncontrollable laughter. Prions also cause madcow disease which is found in well cows. Eating infected cow meat can cause you to get a prion disease.

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I could go into SO MUCH detail about the subtypes and about prions in general. TELL ME IF YOU WANT MOREEE!!

-Vivi

#info post #prion diseases

[girlblogging9]

Às mulheres sempre se casam de branco,mas na verdade o branco no passado era a cor do luto na Europa Medieval e essa tradição estendeu-se até a era vitoriana,então o branco representava tristeza e perdas,mas então a rainha Vitória no seu casamento com Albert desenhou seu próprio vestido e casou-se de branco,trazendo uma "revolução na moda" da época,porém,embora no ocidente a cor do luto tenha tornando-se o preto,no oriente o branco continua sendo a cor do luto e tristeza,no paganismo também encontramos na história que a cor branca era usada em roupas quando sacrificavam humanos aos Deuses. No ocultismo às cores tem grande importância principalmente em ritualísticas,cada uma carrega um fundamento,poder e utilidade específica e muitas pessoas vêem o branco como sinônimo de pureza ou bondade uma espécie de esteriótipos mas na verdade o preto também é proteção e funciona como purificação e filtragem dependendo do aspecto,muitas pessoas vêem um feitiço com velas pretas e já deduzem o pior mas é muito usado em rituais de proteção e limpeza.

É bem interessante estudar sobre esses assuntos,ontem eu estava conversando com uma colega e disse que vou me casar de vermelho, justamente porquê o vermelho representa força,poder,sensualidade, renascimento, paixão e está ligada ao elemento fogo no ocultismo vamos associar ao lado selvagem e livre da alma também,força e coragem aos que foram jogados no inferno e atravessaram a escuridão e lutaram contra demônios e renasceram como uma fênix,além de representar o empoderamento e aversão a submissão.

Então,o vermelho não é apenas um cor é uma essência e quem tem essa essência pode assustar algumas pessoas mas quem mergulha sem medo no oceano dos sentidos sabe que há algo bom lá,no ocultismo aprendemos a ver além das aparências não perdemos nosso tempo com um puritanismo e moralismo como religiões monoteístas,onde a maior parte deles condenam antes de ler o "livro" ou escondem quem de fato são, nós mergulhamos na luz e na escuridão e aprendemos a ser unos com às duas forças e usá-las a nosso favor, nós caminhamos entre os dois mundos e o certo e o errado digamos que é relativo e tudo vai depender da situação, às vezes os fins realmente justificam os meios e não estamos nos importando com regras criadas por homens cheios de hipocrisia e pecados ocultos,queimem às bruxas mas não esqueçam que elas também sabem caminhar pelo inferno e conversar com os demônios, nós somos a luz mas também somos a fúria e às trevas e cada um tem de nós o que merece.

#bruxaria #filosofia #reflexão #feitiçaria #textos #escritores #pensadores #meus pensamentos #pensamentos #palavras #sentimentos #escrever