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veryblushyswitch · 4 months
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Phineas x Isabella ~ 🎀(relationship/tickle hcs)
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I need more tickle content for this show and if I have to make it myself then so be it 🎀
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*These two are crazy for each other 💖
*Once they start dating, Phineas becomes just as obsessed with Isabella as she was for him when they were younger.
*He starts to realize just how much he really valued and loved her when they were kids.
*Isabella loves being on the other end of it for once. She’ll be the one sitting down doing something and Phineas will come up behind her and rest his head on top of hers and say her iconic “Wactha doin’?” line.
*Phineas gives Isabella lots of behind hugs. She adores them 💖 Except for when he gives her some side squeezes or pokes her ribs.
*She always makes sure to get him back.
*Isabella is definitely more of a ler and prefers to be on the tickler end of the tickle fights. But she can’t deny that it doesn’t make her all full of butterflies when Phineas tickles her.
*She just loves making her boyfriend laugh. And she’s for sure stronger than Phineas. Therefore, Phineas is on the receiving end 80% of the time.
*Phineas is the curl up into a ball kind of lee when he gets tickled while he randomly tries to grab or swat at his offenders hands.
*Or he’ll hold Isabella’s hand while covering his face with the other when she gets a melt spot.
*Isabella’s heart melts every time because she knows he genuinely loves the affection 💖
*She can’t help but cover his face in kisses when that happens which just makes Phineas keep giggling and blush even more than he already was.
*I love the idea of Phineas having a ticklish face!
*He’s so susceptible to multiple kisses along his face and neck as well as when Isabella wants to practice makeup on him.
*Phineas is such a chill guy. He lets Isabella practice different makeup looks on him and he genuinely gives notes and compliments. He also lets Isabella do his nails. 💖
*She gave him a pedicure once and he almost kicked her in face-
*Ferb and Candace spill all of Phineas’s ticklish secrets to Isabella. They’ve all teamed up on him before too. Poor Phineas 💖
*He gets his revenge though by asking the fireside girls for intel.
*Isabella is a great baker and Phineas is a great cook. They both show each other their favorite recipes and coordinate dinners with their friends.
*THEY DANCE TOGETHER IN THE KITCHEN!! 💖
*They always win at game nights with their friends and family if they’re partners.
*You better believe that Phineas has made tickle inventions. He found an old tickle belt he made when he was a kid with Ferb and gave it to Isabella to see if it still worked.
*It worked. And Isabella got him back tenfold.
*I feel like Phineas is really ticklish on his feet, stomach, neck/face, and the bottom of his ribs.
*Isabella is really ticklish on her shoulders, thighs, sides, and arms/hands.
*I can see Isabella tackling Phineas onto their bed and latching onto his lower ribs and scribbling to her hearts content. It’s a killer spot for Phineas.
*Anticipation kills Phineas. He will try and bargain his way out or just go “Nononono! Isabella c’mon!”
*Phineas squeals and Isabella snorts 💖
*They both lovingly tease each other about it.
*Isabella getting help from Ferb to make tickle machines. She’s a sweet evil ler guys.
*She will innocently give Phineas a new pair of socks or a shirt then they’ll be watching a movie and she turns them on to watch Phineas absolutely lose his mind.
*He falls for it every time. He’s oblivious and loves that his girlfriend got him something 💖
*Phineas loves giving Isabella random thigh squeezes when they’re out with their friends to make her jump. She shoves his shoulder while he giggles about how she jumps every time.
*She can’t help but smile or get mad because it makes him happy.
*Phineas definitely seems like the kind of guy to say “Tickle tickle tickle!” while tickling Isabella.
*He also comments on how she’s blushing almost as pink as her bow 🎀
*Isabella comments on how adorable Phineas looks which makes him cover his face and kick his legs. Teases get to him so badly!!
*He just gets so giddy and flustered 💖💖💖
“Isahabellahaha!”
“What my adorable, ticklish Phineas~”
“Nohoho!”
*Cue him trying to roll over into his side or stomach which just makes Isabella lay on top of him and kiss his face and neck which makes him die even more!!
*Phineas likes to pick Isabella up bridal style and spin her around to make her laugh!! He treats her like a princess.
*Phineas’s stomach is his melt spot. The two will be cuddling together and she’ll lightly run her fingers under his shirt along his stomach to make him melt into happy giggles.
*Then she’ll quickly lift up his shirt and burry her face into his stomach and give him multiple little raspberries and kisses.
*HE SQUEALS SO MUCH AND KICKS HIS LEGS!!
*Phineas is a morning person and Isabella is a night owl. Therefore, Isabella gets wake up tickles and Phineas gets sleepy tickles.
*Sometimes it’s hard for Phineas’s brain to turn off at night to go to sleep, so Isabella will turn on some music or their favorite YouTube videos and gently tickle him until he’s all relaxed.
*Isabella is woken up by tickles almost every morning. But Phineas makes her breakfast in bed a lot so it makes up for it in her mind.
*Candace taught Phineas and Ferb how to braid hair when they were little so Phineas can do a bunch of different braids for Isabella.
*He could make an invention to do it for her, but he loves the quality time and how relaxed it makes Isabella. She loves it too 💖
*Playing with Isabella’s hair is a great way to help her feel better when she’s having a bad day.
*He found this out when she had a bad day at work and started eating angrily while he brushed and played with her hair. After she was done ranting she said she felt a lot better and melted into his hands.
*For Phineas when he’s not having a good day, he needs some time to himself. Maybe reading a book or just taking a break from everything.
*Then he’ll approach Isabella when he’s ready for a hug and to talk. They’re both really great at communicating what they need 💖
*Phineas gets into lee moods for tickles, but lots of ler moods specifically just because he loves Isabella’s laugh.
*Isabella gets ler moods constantly because she loves reducing her boyfriend to a giggly puddle.
*Phineas is all cuddly and shy after he’s tickled.
*Isabella acts all pouty then proceeds to smile at her boyfriend through her fake pouts.
*Their friends have all witnessed them having tickle fights and always bet on Isabella to win.
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Overall, I love these two so much. I hope we get to see more of their dynamic in the new seasons that are being made. Maybe even another future episode!! 💖
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sirlancevrot · 10 months
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"You don't want to upset your mommy, right?"
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I bought a new stylus for drawing, and brought you a portion of glass. Enjoy your meal. 🤧
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kissorkill15 · 6 months
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Who Taught The Onceler To Knit?: A Lorax Fanfic
By JJ
Summary: We're going to find out who taught the Onceler to knit.
This fanfic is for @hellcat5698 on Deviantart
Isabella was just sitting by the fireplace, knitting something, minding her own business. It was a secret that she loved to knit, almost as much as her son, Onceler. She liked to make little dolls for her children, and each time they asked her where she got the dolls, she'd say it was a little secret of hers that she'd like to keep.
She added a few stitches here and there, and then she was finally done. It was a little doll, a doll that looked similar to the Onceler. She sewed a few more finishing touches on it, and with those few finishing touches, he now looked like a puppet.
Yes, that's what she thought her son was. A puppet she liked to use for her bidding, something she liked to control. She already had him wrapped around her finger, so it would make a whole lot of sense that she considered him a puppet.
She walked to her small cabinet, filled with other unfinished dolls of the rest of her family, and hung him on the shiny silver hook in the middle. That's when she heard a voice.
"Mom?"
It was her son, Onceler. Standing in the doorway, wearing a white shirt, green-striped tie, black pants, black hat, and black dress shoes.
"Can I ask you something?"
Isabella closed the small cabinet, "Of course, Oncie. Come on in.", she spoke in an innocent voice. The Onceler walked in the room, his shadow nearly showing the puppet strings his mother sewed onto the similar doll.
"Alright, Oncie. What did you want to talk about?"
The Onceler shamefully looked at the floor, trying to come up with the right words to say. "Well, Mom. I love you very much, and I would hate to accuse you of doing anything bad, and I don't want to make it sound like I'm accusing you of doing anything bad. I'm not saying I am, it's just that-"
Isabella sighed, "Spit it out, Oncie. You know mama doesn't like to be kept waiting."
With all the courage he could muster up, he sucked in a deep breath and finally said "Mom, I feel like you're only in this whole Thneed business for the money. Before, you said I wouldn't ever amount to anything, and now that I'm making all of this money, you say that you were only trying to motivate me."
Isabella's eyes widened, as if someone had slapped her in the face. "Oncie, of course I'm not in this for the money. Who fed you a lie like that?"
The Onceler didn't want to tell his mother about the Lorax, there's no way she would believe him. And it's like the Lorax said...
Only those who have a deep connection with nature shall see the almighty Lorax.
And Isabella didn't have a connection with nature of any kind. But he wanted to get this off his chest, he wanted to be honest with her, he loved his mother too much to keep secrets from her.
"Mom, I know you're probably not going to believe me, but it's worth a shot."
The Onceler inhaled another long breath, mustering up all the courage he had.
"There's this little furry orange thing, he goes by the Lorax, and he's an almighty guardian of the forest. He says that if you have a deep connection with nature, then you'll be able to see him, and I have this deep connection with nature I didn't know I even had. I was talking to him last night and he was saying that you were only in this whole Thneed business for the money, I didn't want to believe him, because I love you too much to believe anything bad about you. I thought he was bluffing, but then I decided that maybe I should ask you myself."
Isabella's face was blank for a moment, then she put on a condescending look.
"Oncie, have you been taking your pills like the doctor said?"
"Yes, Mom."
"Then why are you coming to me with nonsense like this?"
"Mom, it's not nonsense. I really-"
Isabella put a finger to her son's lips, shushing him. "Oncie, let me tell you what that little orange thing is. That's just the little voice in your head, trying to convince you that you're doing something wrong, but the truth is you're not doing anything wrong. The thing you call the Lorax is just in your head, either that, or your schizophrenia is acting up as always. Oncie, take my advice. If you ever see that thing ever again, just stay calm and take your pill."
The Onceler just nodded, believing his mother knew best. He wasn't doing anything wrong, he was just biggering, the Lorax didn't know what he was talking about, he was just a figment of his imagination. When he turned to leave, his mother said something else.
"Oncie, one more thing."
The Onceler turned around.
"I'm not in this for the money, I'm in this for you. I love you, Oncie, and I love your ideas. You're doing everything just great, so don't you worry your head. You've made me so proud."
The Onceler nodded and left the room completely.
It was true, Isabella really did love her son. But she also loved how easy he was to manipulate.
The Onceler kept repeating his mother's words in his head, how the Lorax was just a figment of his imagination, how he wasn't doing anything wrong. Once he got to his office, he filled a glass of water, put a pill in it, and chugged the whole thing down.
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myreygn · 2 years
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omg hi since fic rqs are open, can i request lee!camilo from encanto? the ler can be your choice^^ i’m excited to see what you come up with!
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show yourself!
summary: Camilo has the audacity to hide Mirabel's knitting materials and disguise himself as Isabella to avoid the consequences. And he would've gotten away with it, if only he hadn't made one small mistake.
an: sorry this took so long and i hope you see and like it anon, thank you sm for requesting smth!
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Of course it had only been a matter of time until Mirabel would discover her missing knitting materials, but Camilo had honestly hoped he would get some more than just twenty seconds to hide them. But no, of course luck just wasn’t on his side today. He gulped when he heard his cousin barge through her door upstairs and quickly hid his loot in one of the huge plant things Isabella had put all over the house, then he made his way to the living room, trying to figure out an escape plan.
His steps caused a loud echo and Camilo flicked his fingers against the wall. "Casita! Sht! You'll give me away!"
The wall's stones made a few click sounds, as if the house snickered, then the door flew open and a furious Mirabel Madrigal came storming into the room.
"Isa! Have you seen Camilo?!"
"No, I haven't." Camilo thanked all the gods there were that he had had the presence of mind to transform himself into someone else and throw himself onto the sofa, grabbing the nearest book. 'A Guide To Local Healing Plants'... whatever, this would do. "Can't you see I'm busy, Mira? Next time better think twice before barging into a room like that, people live here!"
"Jeesh, alright, I'm sorry. Tell me when you see him, okay?" Mirabel made her way towards the exit and Camilo allowed himself a celebratory cheer on the inside - then his cousin froze in her tracks and turned around, her eyes narrowed and hands on her hips in that wonderfully reproachful manner she must've picked up from Abuela. Without even realizing what exactly it was, Camilo knew that he had made a mistake and he felt a shiver run down his spine. His cheer had probably jinxed it.
“Actually, I don’t think we’re done here just yet.” An undeniable sense of nervosity arose in Camilo when Mirabel came over to stand in front of the sofa and stare him down. It took all of his nerve to not drop the annoyed facade of his oldest cousin. “Are you 100% sure that you’re Isa?”
“What the hell are you on about- of course I am!”
“Let me be a little more specific for you. Are you 100% sure that you are, inside and outside, my older sister Isabella Madrigal?”
“Listen, I don’t know about you, but I actually have something to do here, so I’d really appreciate it if you left me, Isabella, alone! Because yes, I am 100% sure!” Fairly pleased with his performance, Camilo returned his gaze to the book in his hands, only to be interrupted once more when Mirabel leaned forward and right into his personal space.
“The thing is just, I’m finding it very hard to believe you.” A truly terrifying smirk appeared on her face, making Camilo shiver. “There are only three people in this entire family who call me Mira, and rest assured, dear cousin, Isabella is not one of them.”
Camilo knew that this was probably the point at which he should just drop the act and confess, but when has Camilo Madrigal ever backed down from an acting challenge? “Can’t I even call my sister Mira when I feel like it?”
“Oh, you wanna play? Alright, we’ll play.” With that, Mirabel’s hands latched onto his sides, squeezing and drawing a surprised shriek from Camilo. Shit. “I promise you, you won’t be able to hold this mask for much longer! I know all of your tickle spots and we’ll just go through them, alright? Are we on the same page?”
Despite the giggles spilling out of his mouth, Camilo somehow still found the composure to get cocky with her. “Ihi dohon’t know how Cahamilo’s spots ahare gonnaha be ohof use for yohou! Ihi’m ohobviously nohot Cahamiloho!”
“Yet you’re laughing, even though Isa’s not that ticklish on her sides.”
Camilo was very much aware that Mirabel had the upper hand, but he was determined to not give her the satisfaction of exposing him just yet. “I aham Isahaha, stahahapt tahalkihing to mehe ahas if Ihi’m nahat hehere!”
“Sure… let’s go on to the next spot then. If I recall correctly, Isa is very ticklish riiiight… here!” Mirabel lifted her eyebrows at the burst of laughter that exploded from Camilo’s mouth. “Oha, seems like you’re too!”
“Behecahahahause Ihihi’m-”
“You’re not, stop pretending.” Mirabel grinned as she wiggled her fingers into the spaces between his ribs. (Why couldn’t his sensitivities and ticklishness also change when he put on a different exterior?! Isabella was not nearly half as ticklish as himself, everything would be so much easier!) “I can tell, because Isa is very ticklish there, but Camilo is veeery ticklish there. Just make this easier for both of us and show yourself!”
“Ihi dohon’t knowhow whahahat yohou’re tahahalkihing ahabout…”
“Oh, you will!” Mirabel’s grin turned wicked. “Let’s see… there’s one more spot we could go to.” Gosh, if that wasn’t unsettling. Camilo squawked when his cousin pushed him onto his back and straddled his hips, facing his legs. He couldn’t even kick properly in Isabella’s stupid dress! “Any last words, Camilo?”
“Y-you wihish!”
“Alright, that’s it.”
All of Camilo’s intentions to keep his act up as long as possible flew right out the window when Mirabel squeezed both of his knees at the same time. He didn’t even notice the transformation back into his own body; at this point he was shrieking at the top of his lungs, banging his fists on the couch and fighting for his bare survival.
“There you are!” Mirabel had turned around to grin down at him, all while not stopping her assault on his poor knees for one second. “I knew you were in there! Now, where did you put my knitting stuff?”
“IHI- I- GAHAHA MIHIRAHAHAHA!”
“Okay, okay.” She slowed down a little. “So?”
“Ihi- ihit’s in thahahat plahant ohover theheheAAAHAHA NAHAHA! IHI TAHAHALD YOHOU WEHEHERE IHI PUHUT IHIT- STAHAHAHAP!”
“Nah.” Mirabel gave him another little smirk before turning back to focus on his knees again. “I think you kinda deserve to go through this a little bit longer.”
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lopsicle · 2 years
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Oh my, I have absolutely nothing planned, no fandoms, no characters, help me someone please- Okay, new plan, encanto fic!
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Day 4: Reward
Characters: Lee Isabella, Ler Camilo (not a ship, pure platonic)
Warnings: Tickle fic, feet tickles,
In the newly built Madigral house, life was as peaceful as it could be. Sure, their was sibling fights, but nothing major anymore, it was a lot more accepting and open. Which is why Isabella loved trying on so many new outfits, each with different, bright colours. Her wardrobe was practically a rainbow at this point. And, of course, everyone in the house loved this, they new it was a big deal to the girl to be able to express herself like this and always made sure to compliment her outfits. Whereas one member of the household wanted to give more then just a compliment.
Since Isabella got more active with her siblings and cousins, she was practically indoctrinated into the tickle fights. Sure, she tickled Dolores a lot, but that was when it was only those two as kids. She had never been able to be on the receiving end and didn’t make any attempt to hide the fact she loved the attention. However, this would prove to be fatal when confronted with the house’s most vicious tickle monster.
Camilo wanted Isabella to not just be accepting with her choices, but to be encouraged and supported in them. Of course, the boy would never dream of showing this directly, so he decided to do it more subtly. A soft tapping that could barely be described as a knock was heard at Isabella’s door. She made her way over to it, and opened it widely, trying to show off her room. She had strayed away from the blinding pink colours, and went with cool, deep purple and blue colours that gave a nice cozy feeling to the room. ‘You really out done yourself with this place, huh?’ Camilo said, wondering around the room after inviting himself in, not that Isabella minded. She shut the door behind him, and gave a nod in response ‘you think? It took me a while to get each and every single flower but I’d say it was worth it,’ Camilo offered her a smile in response, Isabella was right, the room had a comforting, lull atmosphere to it. He took a seat in a small opening from the flowers, his legs crossed as Isabella sat on her knees, facing him.
‘Wait, why are you here?’ She asked, tilting her head at the shape shifter. He rolled his eyes, examining her dress for a short moment. She had clearly put more time into it apart from the random splashes of colours. It covered her up to her knees, with the main colour being a light, sun like yellow with red dots poked rhythmically against it. ‘Can’t I just be here to spend time with my cousin?’ He asked with a smile. ‘No, absolutely not, what do you want?’ She asked him bluntly, staring down at him. ‘Rude,’ he stated, giving her a jab to the side. ‘D-eeek!’ She practically hopped backwards, her knees curled upwards while her back hovered just above the ground, her elbows supporting her upwards.
‘Camilo, don’t you dare!’ She ordered, but it was clear she didn’t mean it. Any other day, Camilo probably wouldn’t listened and made her ask for the tickling, but he was coming here to be nice about this after all. Well, not that nice. ‘You don’t mean that, do you?’ He smirked, snaking his hands downwards and delicately scratching behind her knees. The sudden action caused her hips to buckle upwards and legs to kick outwards, which just left her knees more exposed. ‘C-cahahahahamilo!’ She cried out, her hands clutching the stems of the flowers near her as she tried her best to keep still. ‘What is it?’ He responded casually, letting his fingertips curl around the sides of her knees as her began rapidly squeezing into them, letting his fingers sink further and further into her flesh. Isabella kicked her legs more wildly in response, unable to get Camilo’s hands off of her at this point. ‘D-dahahahahahahahahn’t!’ She screeched loudly, letting her back fall against the ground as she wrapped her arms around her stomach. ‘Don’t what?’ He asked with a small smirk on his face, slowing down his assault a bit. ‘Tickle me!’ She blurted out, a small bit of heat rising to her cheeks as the word left her lips. ‘Tickle you?’ He confirmed, tilting his head at her while his hands cupped the bottom of her slippers. ‘If you insist!’ He flung them off of her, letting his small, but sharp nails drag against her feet in the process. Isabella shrieked at the feeling, attempting to pull her legs back instinctively but Camilo wrapped his right arm around her ankles, leaving her no room to inch away from his devilish fingers. ‘I swear, if yo-hahahahahahahhuhahahah, stahahahahahahahahahahah!’ She sat upwards, reaching her hand forward towards him, before curling her fingers into a fist and recoiling it against the soft flowers to her side. ‘What, I’m only doing what you asked me to!’ He said in defence, slowly dragging his nails up and down her soles, pressing them ever so slightly so the cold, piercing feeling of his nails would sink in.
‘Oh mahahahahahahy gahahAHAHAHAHahahahd!’ She practically screamed outwards, her body twisting and curling from side to side, letting her fists pound against the ground next to her. ‘This spot really gets you screaming, huh? Maybe I should change,’ he offered, but didn’t let up on the treatment for a second, just using this time to wiggle her nails further and further against her. ‘Yeahahahahahaha, pleahahahAHAHAHAHAHSE!’ She pleaded and begged, giving one last tug at her ankles before feeling them finally being released. Isabella let her body completely fall against the ground as she caught her breath. Camilo took this time to crawl up towards her shoulders, staring at her in the eyes. ‘Hmm, how about here?’ He said, but it was more of a statement then a question as he let his fingers trail against the side of Isabella’s neck. The girl brought her shoulders to her neck out of reflex, before her tired state melting into the sensations and she curled her neck towards his fingers.
‘See, that’s much better, isn’t it?’ He said, but it was too feint for Isabella to hear. She felt so relaxed just laying their in the cool atom sphere, a careless smile on her face as the gentle scratching lulled her to sleep. Camilo giggled at the sight, before slowly dragging the girl by the wrist up to her bed, and placing her under the covers.
‘Goodnight, prima,’ the shapeshifter gave one last smile before closing the door.
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Definitely not one of my best fics but I can’t leave y’all hanging in tktober!
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mythica0 · 1 year
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So, Can you make a Tickle fic featuring Lee!Mirabel and Ler!Isabela using her plants to teach her a lesson? (Contains Feet tickling with feathery plants, vine tickling, raspberry plant tickling, tummy tickling, navel tickling, and plant licking tickling)
No snooping!
🎂: Encanto
🧁: Mirabel
🍫: Isabella
Summary : Mirabel was looking through Isa’s room to see what she got her for Christmas while she wasn’t there. (Yes I’m aware Christmas is not a Hispanic holiday) Isa finds out, and decides to do something about it.
A/N: I decided to make this a little Christmas -y I hope that’s okay! Also, wow my Encanto fics appear to be popular .(sorry this is late, it sat in my drafts lmao)
No snooping!
‘I should have another 10 minutes..’ Mirabel thought to herself.
She was looking through her sisters room on Christmas Eve , trying to find the present she got her.
….She was having no such luck.
‘It’s gotta be here somewhere’
“Ahem. What exactly are you doing, hermana?” Isabella’s voice came from the doorway.
“Ummm. Nothing! Nothing at all, hehe” The other replied with a nervous chuckle.
“Oh really? Cause it seems to me that you were snooping.”
“What? Me? No…” Mirabel’s voice was higher in pitch than normal.
“Uh huh. Well, I’m going to teach you a lesson anyways. Come here,” Isa replied, before using a vine to push Mirabel towards her.
“Eep!” She exclaimed , startled and nervous.
“What was the number one rule us and our familia agreed on for the holidays?”
“No snooping…”
“Exactly.” Came the Curt response as Isa started to summon vibes to squeeze Mira’s sides.
“EheheHe!” She immediately started to giggle .
“IsAHAHa! StoHOHOP! “
“No, you need to learn a lesson”
More vines were summoned, one even taking off Mirabel’s shoes in order to tickle her feet,
“HahahaHAHa StOHOHOP THAHAT! “
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A few minutes later, and Mirabel was frantically apologizing through hysterical laughter.
“Fine, I suppose I can let you go now.” Isa replied smugly, before releasing her plants.
Mirabel laid panting on the floor for a minute, while Isabella got her some water.
“Here, drink up. But remember, No Snooping!”
—————THE END —————————————-
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marikonyan · 6 months
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My AU Onceler! Nature-ler, James. He is 25. In my AU, Isabella sold Thneeds, had her own business and was very rich. When James was 13 years old, he found truffle Valley and befriended Lorax, who told him about how dangerous his mother's actions were. he was friends with Lorax for three years.
three years later, the valley was gone and the lorax was gone. Since then, James has held a grudge against his mother for taking his friend away from him and ruining nature.
when James turned 25, he decided to organize a movement against his own mother. as a result, he was able to reach the government and his mother's company was banned.
james began to make all the servants from other materials that do not harm nature. he also developed a tree planting project. everything bloomed and of course the lorax returned.
if you like it, put the reactions pls💋 #onceler #AUonceler #Loraxfandom #Onceler #Oncie
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nyrita0 · 4 months
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︙𝐅𝐮𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐌𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 ���𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲.
— Previously he was just going to be called Onceler, and “Meg” would just be his nickname. — The meaning of «Megan» is of Welsh origin and means “Pearl”
— Previously he was going to be called “Magler” [A pun words between 'Mag' (Magazine) and 'Ler'] but the name 'Meg' ended up convincing me. The meaning of the word "Meg" is “Mega” (In Spanish) And taking into account Megan is a model, the name seemed good to me. — In Megan's prewritten story, I was decide that he would dedicate himself to tennis and be a runner (Non-professional) The funny thing is that if we translate “Megler” from Norwegian to Spanish, it translates as “Runner” it was a really funny coincidence.
— The last name “Quién” It makes obvious reference to several works by Dr. Seuss, but in English it is known as “Who” which was going to be his last name, but I preferred to leave the word in Spanish.
— His name would simply be "Meg", but while I was writting his history, I remembered the name Megan, and I decided that would be his first name.
— His birthday is July 22, being a Leo zodiac sign. (Because of my artistic name, and the zodiac sign that I feel most characterizes him)
— He measures 1.76. — Previously Megan was going to have an evil twin sister called "Lyler" (A pun to say "Lie" plus "Ler") But it seemed like an extremely cliché and very disposable idea to me.
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[An old concept of the Lyler character.]
— Megan was going to suffer from many more mental disorders at first, but I only added the well-known BPD. This is because I decided to not saturate the character with so much tragic past (we will talk about this below). — Megler's design was going to be different before, using long pants and green gloves.
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[First design of Meg-ler]
— At first I wanted to make a story that was going to being tragic and too deep. Isabella was not going to be the loving mother she is now. And Megler was going to have suicidal ideations. And many Frustrated homicides.. Megler was going to be an extremely unpleasant and manipulative person, capable of doing the impossible to get what he wanted. Committing physical and sexual abuse. Why did I have this idea in mind for the character, since he is inspired by Onceler? This is because in the Oncest fanfics, Onceler was always the abused one and Greedler the abuser, so I tried to change the roles. And why did I end up scrapping the idea? Because it touched on so many sensitive topics, I began to feel uncomfortable writing the murder scenes and the sexual abuse scenes. Besides, writing it also made me feel sad and I felt that it was too saturated with tragic events. — Megler smokes the "Plant that makes you laugh" (Cannabis) , first it was a Greedler headcanon, But I liked the idea for Megan.
— I'm writing a story that is still being edited about Megler's past, explaining what happened to his father or how he dealt with his self-harm.
— He don't talk about it much, but Megler is fascinated by motorcycles, although he doesn't collect them... Yet. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐈𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐆𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭. ;)
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veryblushyswitch · 4 months
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I’ve been watching the latest season of Phineas and Ferb because of the new seasons that are being made right now, and oh my gosh I need tickle content for this show so bad!!! 😭💖 More specifically, I need ticklish Phineas when Isabella and Phineas are dating in college oh my gosh- 👏
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all-things-normaler · 6 months
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How I think Normaler could've broke up
I think that if Normaler broke up it was when The Once-ler was finally successful off his Thneed. I Think the breakup was forced by his mother. His mother had most likely said something like "You can't be with her because she'll distract you from business. Here's a little way how it could've gone:
*The Onceler had called Norma into his cottage/tent and he seemed a bit upset meanwhile his mother was standing right next to him with a smirk on her face.*
N: Hey Once! *she them let the realization of the mood sink in* What's going on?
*The Once-ler looks up at his mother as in to not do this*
I:Well I was just having a quick conversation with Oncie and I think its best if I have you two break up.. *Isabella (his mom) says with an evil smirk on her face yet a calm tone*
*Norma's face dropped in fear* Excuse me? No you can't do this!
*His mom snapped her fingers and just like that Chet and Brett came took both a Norma's arm and pulled her and took her out of his home*
This was just a little theory of mine, but The Once-ler did feel guilty, yet he didn't want to speak for himself because he was finally getting "love" from his Mother.
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isabellapassos · 7 months
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“Teus sentimentos são a tua bússola Isabella“
Eu corri a vida inteira deles, corri de quem me lesse, corri de dizer, e me peguei correndo sem parar, perdida.
Não para, não olha demais nos olhos deles, abaixe a cabeça sempre que precisar, levante sempre que tiver necessidade. Eu me tiro dos lugares. Eu vou sempre embora. Eu sempre fui.
Você decidiu ir quando eu procurei teus olhos, sua direção. Você me fez ficar. Você me fez ser quem fica. E eu o fiz por paralisia. Surpresa, estagnada e desacreditada. Você me pegou num pulo, e o furacão me passou.
O furacão era mais meu do que seu. O furacão vinha de mim. De todos esses anos correndo, fugindo. O vendaval me passou quando eu parei e eu tive que deixar passar. Correr de nada adiantaria mas ficar me daria um trabalho danado.
A vida chacoalhou tudo que podia. Cada certeza minha. A vida virou uma corda bamba.
Não corra pra chegar do outro lado mas se mantenha de pé e caminhante para não cair no abismo que é amar e sentir.
Tento ler os ventos, anotar a areia que entra no meu olho e bate na minha pele. É tudo tão dolorido mas chega uma hora que já se espera a areia. Eu aprendi a deixar ventar, sem prender o cabelo contra o frizz.
A vida se experimenta. Dá medo e exige todo tempo muita coragem. A vida me chacoalha. Sou de um lado e do outro. Cara, coroa e do avesso. Não sei dançar, não sei ler, não sei cantar nem ao menos escrever. Tenho feito mapas, guias inconclusivos, rotas sem destino. Tenho sido um rio.
Tenho aceitado o movimento que tenho sobre a minha água parada. Tenho sido compreensiva com a areia movediça que absorve e fecha, como poros.
Fecho poros e espero algum dia dilatar. Abro a boca quando o coração falar.
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mavegammji · 1 year
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Oiê, somos o Mave Gammji.
Você deve estar se perguntando: " MAS QUE DIABOS É MAVE GAMMJI?". É a junção das iniciais de todos os membros do nosso grupo, ou seja, a Maria Clara, a Amanda, a Vitória, a Eduarda, o Guilherme, a Ana Karolina, a Maryana Gomes, o Marcos Paulo, a Júllia Rodrigues e a Isabella, todos nós do 2° ano "E".
Nosso blog foi criado para ser um meio de avaliação da Trilha de Cinesfera, no Colégio Estadual da Polícia Militar de Goiás Professor José dos Reis Mendes. Nossas postagens terão temas variados, e assim, cada um de nós poderemos dizer e expressar em cada post as coisas que mais gostamos. Seja comida, música, filmes e séries, livros, fotografia, desenhos e animações, entre muitos outros assuntos.
Para ficarmos um pouquinho mais íntimos, vamos apresentar um pouco de cada um de nós:
Amanda Rodrigues: Olá, eu sou a Amanda e tenho 16 anos. As coisas que eu mais gosto de fazer é conversar e ir a lugares com pessoas que eu amo, mexer no celular e ver filmes/séries.
Ana Karolina: Oi, eu sou a Ana Karolina e tenho 17 anos. Gosto muito de comida e de me aventurar na cozinha. Além disso, faço um delicioso café!
Eduarda Lavalle: Oi, sou a Eduarda e tenho 16 anos. Sou apaixonada por ler livros, escutar músicas de vários gêneros e ver minhas séries favoritas.
Isabella: Oi, meu nome é Isabella Vargas. Eu tenho 16 anos e gosto muito de desenhar, de animais, ver filmes e séries. Sou uma menina muito divertida e animada, e uma pessoa muito legal de se conviver.
Guilherme: Oi, eu me chamo Guilherme da Silva e tenho 16 anos. Nasci em uma cidadezinha no interior do Maranhão. Sou uma pessoa bastante extrovertida e que gosta de praticar esportes e tudo que envolve sair da rotina. Gosto de ler e conhecer lugares e pessoas.
Maryana Martins: Oiii, eu sou a Mariana Martins e tenho 16 anos. No meu tempo livre, eu gosto de ler e de maratonar todas as minhas séries.
Maria Clara: Oi, me chamo Maria Clara e tenho 16 anos. Eu gosto de diversas coisas, dentre elas, jogos, arte, animais, faça você mesmo, decoração, etc. Mas dentre elas, minhas preferências são os jogos e a arte. Então, provavelmente, vocês vão me ver falando sobre isso por aqui!
Marcos Paulo: Oi, meu nome é Marcos Paulo e tenho 16 anos. Gosto de treinar Karatê e computação. Também gosto muito de animais e tenho uma cachorrinha chamada Mel.
Vitória Santos: Olá, eu sou a Vitória Santos e tenho 16 anos. O que eu mais gosto de fazer é dormir e deitar no sofá, refletindo sobre a vida ou descansando a mente.
Júllia Rodrigues: Oie galerinha, meu nome é Júllia (eu te perdoo se você lembrou daquele meme icônico!) e tenho 15 aninhos. Eu sou apaixonada por arte, inclusive meus artistas favoritos da vida, são: Van gogh e Claude Monet. Além da arte, gosto muito de músicas, das clássicas até as mais atuais. Amo tocar meu violino. Amo comidas de diferentes origens e culturas. Resumindo, gosto de tudo um pouco. Acho que me empolguei um pouquinho.
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E esse é o nosso blog…
Nos sigam e deixe o seu comentário!!
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ineedcoffeeblog · 6 months
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Oi, apresentação...
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Oi! Tudo bem?
Eu sou a Júlia e criei esse tumblr para compartilhar minha opinião sobre livros, séries, filmes e fanfics prometo me dedicar mais a esse novo tumblr 📚
Conheci as fanfics em 2012 junto com o site NYAH! E todos os outros sites espalhados por esse planeta!
Comecei a escrever no site na época com uma fanfic de Crepúsculo, com the Vampire diaries, Rebelde Brasil e Violetta na época.
J.K.ROWLING é sem dúvida nenhuma minha maior inspiração para escrever como autora ela é ótima e eu sempre amarei Harry Potter, e claro que o NYAH! também sempre vai ter um lugar no meu coração porque foi assim que eu escrevi minhas primeiras linhas. POR ISSO EU DIGO VIVA AS FANFICS!
É um universo muito rico e não tem limites para a criatividade e também tento ler todos os livros da minha estante inclusive, podem me mandar indicações!
Enquanto escrevo CONEXÃO meu livro de contos Young Adult disponível no wattpad ( leio fanfics de casais como Rebekah Mikaelson e Isabella Swan) sim, você não leu errado.
Eu voltei a mexer no tumblr procurando fanfics de casais improváveis como Tomione e Dramione já que eu já tinha encontrado muitos crossovers!
E bom, tem muita coisa né? TOMIONE? como eu cheguei aqui meu Deus do céu?
ACEITO INDICAÇÕES!
De uma coisa eu tenho certeza minhas listas vão aumentar, de livros, séries, filmes e fanfics 📚🌟
@eujuliafrois - insta
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mythica0 · 1 year
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Well hello! I hope u have fun writing fics!
I was wondering if u could write a lee Antonio and ler Dolores and Isabela
(Scenario is Antonio wouldn’t stop about teasing Dolores and Mariano’s relationship and so Dolores and her prima isabela team up and tickle Antonio to tears making sure to tease him all the way through it <3)
Again if u don’t wanna do it it’s totally alr :)
Of course I wanna do it! Cannot thank you enough your a writers block life saver! But sorry if the teases are bad, I’m a massive lee and don’t have a ler bone in my body so it makes it difficult sometimes 😅
How the tables turn!
🎂: Encanto
🧁: Antonio
🍫: Dolorés, Isabella
Summary : Antonio is teasing his older sister and cousin, they find a way to get him back in a friendly way.
A/N: thanks again for the ask! Sorry this took a little bit, I got school.
How the tables turn!
It was no secret that Antonio was a sweet heart with a heart of gold.
He was always trying to help out his familia where he could . He was generally nice and never had any bad intentions.
However; there was something that was a bit of a secret.
Antonio had a veeeeery teasy side, which was being exemplified in Isabella’s room in the casita.
Dolorés had decided to hang out in there. She liked being around Isa, they had pretty much grown up together.
…plus it was pretty quiet.
Antonio heard about this and decided to go hang out with them!
But then ….
“So…. Isa, do you ever get allergies in here? Seems kind of unpractical.”
Isa just rolls her eyes before replying “I’m not allergic to pollen, primo.”
“When was the last time you checked?” (A/N: you can credit my little bro for that idea🙄)
“Where’d this come from, hermanito?” Dolorés came from the other end of the little line the three had formed.
Dolorés was on the left, Isa on the right, Antonio in the middle.
“What ever do you mean, hermana mayor?” (Mayor means ‘older’, FYI) He said with an all so innocent expression
“You know exactly what I’m talking about . Don’t play dumb. “ she said with an accusatory poke to the stomach.
Antonio squeaked. The other room occupants smirked.
Without any warning or communication other than a quick glance, they both trapped him in a tight hug.
He gulped and thought ‘welp, this is how I die’ dramatic, right?
“So, you ticklish, primo? “
Blush started slowly forming on his face
“I think that’s a yes, prima “
“Yup! Let’s get him.”
They started to lightly trace across Antonio’s sides . It may have been light but HOLY MIRACLE did that tickle! Isabella’s nails were SO BAD . Combine that with Dolorés’ soft method, and Antonio was already giggling like a maniac.
“What’s wrong, hermano? We’re barely touching you!”
“Yeah, is something funny? Is there something in my hair?”
She started to examine her hair with her unoccupied hand, pretending to look through it.
“Noho… nothihings fuHUHUNY!” His volume raised at the end from a slight squeeze.
“Then why are you laughing? Hmm?”
“Becahahahuse youhohour tihihihickling mehehehee!”
“Oh, we are? I didn’t notice , what about you, Isa?”
“No clue. Well, it’s not like he’s complaining. “
“Ihihi lihihiteheheralhyhyhy juhuhust cohomplahahained!”
They picked it up, caused Antonio’s giggle ls to turn into much louder laughter.
“You are not in the position to say those things!”
“Yeah! We’re doing all the teasing here, mr. Giggles !”
“GUHUHUYS! STHOHOHOP IHIHIT! “
“We can’t, we are the tickle monsters and we’re hungry for your giggles! OM NOM NOM” Isa said as she started to nibble on her primo’s stomach.
“EEK!” Came the replying shriek.
Dolorés soon joined in, raspberrying all over Tonito.
“You are a very tasty snack, but your also very noisy!” Dolorés pointed out, slightly wincing at the pain in her ears, but able to bear it.
Antonio was laughing so hard the corners of his eyes leaked with tears. The girls took this as their sign to stop,and rubbed away all the ghost tickles.
“Ehehhee, Thahat wahas brhuhutal.”
“Maybe that will teach you who the champions of teasing are in this casita! “
The casita raised a shingle as if to cock and eyebrow.
“Oh, shush , you. “ Dolorés responded.
And all three laughed once more
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blackberryhexee · 10 months
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Ann (Aka:Miss Once-ler)
Ella basicamente es un oc que cree ,en este universo los Una-vez logran que dure un poco mas su imperio corporativo.
Cuando conoce a Once-ler por primera vez ,ella era una mujer joven,buscando un hogar en su motocicleta pero sin querer se accidenta al frente de la casa del Once-ler lo que provoca que su motocicleta se averíe y se quede algunos días.
Pasa un tiempo,entabla una buena amistad con el,el lorax y los animales del prado.Hasta que pasa lo inevitable y pasan a ser pareja.
Para cuando llega la familia del Once-ler ya tenían un mes de relacion,cuando el negocio de los fnids empieza a tener mas éxito ella deja de ser una mujer sarcastica,alegre y un poco neurótica a ser una mujer igualmente sarcastica pero ligeramente cruel,codiciosa,imponente y calculadora.Pasa a ser llamada Miss Once-ler y procede a ser la segunda al mando de la compañía (También menciono que se casa con Once-ler pasando unos meses posteriores).
Asimismo es la responsable de implementar la plantación de arboles y la reserva de los recursos pero lo realiza de manera egoista ,cosa que desagrada al lorax.Se lleva un poco mal con Isabella por sus diferencias en como manejar los negocios.A ella le gusta los cigarros caros,la musica que toca su pareja/esposo ,el color negro,montar motocicletas,fumar de noche y eso seria todo acerca de ella -w-
En realidad me falta desarrollar un poco mas la historia de ella y a lo mejor hasta le haga cambios pero eso es todo lo que tengo.
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Something funny?
Lee- baby isa and Dolores
Ler- juli and pepa
(Scenario: isa and Dolores were giggling at the fact that their mothers were fighting….over an arepa so in return they make them laugh even harder)
One day in la casita madrigal, you could hear Dolores and Isabela’s giggles roaming around the casita, as much to the adults they would hear this everyday so it was normal
So one day, Dolores and isa walked in on their mothers having an argument on who should have the last arepa
“I should get the last arepa! I made it!” Julieta grunted
“No I should! You ate almost all of them” pepa frowned
“That’s because you’re a slow eater!” Juli smirked
“OH NO YOU DIDNT”
“Oh yes I did”
“Don’t judge me nor my eating that is personal!”
As Julieta was about to speak, both heard laughter and in a sync they turned to see their daughters laughing
Dolores laughing on the floor, holding her stomach yelling “my stomach!”
Isa buckled and laughed “what are you, 5?”
Both glanced at each other and pepa spoke “you know arepas are delicious, you both fight over dolls” with julieta chuckling in the background
Both girls calmed them selfs down and told that atleast dolls can be reused
“I can’t believe our mothers are fighting over AN AREPA?!?” Dolores chuckled
“Yeah, hard to say but I believe that they have become of our age, if they told us sooner it would have been a real help when we were playing dollies” Isabella responded
“What did you say….” Both mothers standing up
Isa and Dolores immediately stopped laughing and stood like soldiers (well kinda), hands behind the back, but looking at their mothers in pure fear
“That your our age” isa spoke in a hesitant high pitched voice
“So ur calling us 5 year olds…” pepa smirked while juli crossed her arms
“Maybe…” Dolores pointed out
“I’ll show u 5 year old” Juli pounced at isa, pinning her arms up and placed her mouth on her ribs moving her mouth all around while making that “nom nom” sound
Isa created the loudest squeal ever (dw this is before Dolores got her gift) Dolores stood their stunned not until she was disrupted when her mother pinned her arms up and doing the same as her sister
Both girls were screaming and begging for mercy
“AHAHHAHAHAHHHEHEHEHEHAHHAHAHA NOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO PLEHEHEHEHAHHASHSEHEHE IHIHIHTSTSHSHS SOHOHOHOHOOHOH BAHAHAHHAD!!!!” Isa trying to push her arms down but couldn’t and the tickling made her weak
“WAHAHHAAHHAIHIHIHTTT IHIHIHIHIHIH WHAHAHAHSNT REHEHEHAHAHDYHYHY” Dolores soon responded
Julieta stopped attacking her ribs and held Isabela’s arms with one hand and used the unoccupied one to tickle her armpits
And that sent isa into a fit of laughter and turning her head, kicking her legs, doing her absolute best to lower her arms but couldn’t
“NAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAOHOHOHOHIAHAHAHHAHIHIHIHIH, WEHHEHEHEHERWEHEHEHE SOHOHOHOHORHRHHRYHYHHYH MAHAHAHHAMIHIHIHIHI” isa begged attempting to get out of the situation
“Not gonna happen hija” juli noticed that by isa kicking her legs she was attempting to escape so juli put leg on top of her waist and tickled her sides and belly with a few pokes to her belly button,isa was squealing and laughing and could still kick but it wasn’t doing much help
While all that was going on , pepa was blowing raspberries all over Dolores’s stomach and kissing her sides
Dolores couldn’t stop squealing and squeaking
“AHHEHEHEH *squeak* NAHAHAHAHAHAH *squeal* MAAHHAHAHAMAAHAHAHAHA STOHOHOHOHOP”
Pepa stopped blowing raspberries and used her unoccupied hand to tickle her ribs,digging her fingers in her ribs and tickling them while singing a melody to tease her
“IHIHIHIMHMHMH SOHOHOHRHRHRHRYHY MAHAAHAHAHIHIHIHIHI STOHOHOHOOHOHOHP” Dolores yelled
“You’re fault” pepa smirked
“WHAHAHAIHIHIT” isa screamed
“Oh hush hija, you know you love tickles and would want them any time” julieta said bringing her face closely towards isa’s not before pepa did the same to Dolores
Keep in mind that the poor girls were blushing red and obviously their moms picked up on it, they would tease them by saying like “awe ur so ticklish u become redder than ur own dress” and “look at that giggly face~ become redder by the minute”
“AHAHAHAH HEHEHAHAH”
“Tickle tickle hija~” pepa smiled
“Here comes the tickle monster~” juli grinned
“BWHAAHAHAHAH”
“Oh look at you both in a fit of giggles weren’t u guys mocking us a moment ago? And now look at you, pinned on the floor being tickled”
“Your giggles are so cute~”
“Are u guys Sorry?”
Both screaming yes
“Really?~”
Isa nodding her head and Dolores soon later agreeing
“Fine then but one last thing” pepa winked at juli, julieta gave pepa a confused look but soon later understand and on the count of 3 they blew
The hardest most strongest and longest raspberry they gave for 5 year olds so it wasn’t that bad, they weren’t about to kill their daughters
And that was the final blow that sent isa and Dolores into a silent laughter
(Don’t worry pepa and julieta were going gentle the entire time)
After the final blow, Pepa and julieta both set their daughter’s arms free and immediately Dolores and isa yanked them down putting them selfs in a fetus position
After the girls finally recovered by their mothers rubbing the ghostly tickles away, wiping the little tears they got from the raspberry and cutting the arepa into 2 pieces so both could share
“Thaht was cruehl” the girls still giggling after the attack
“Yehah, it was horror buht fuhn” Dolores added on
“Now you know not to mess with us huh?” Pepa gave one last poke to Dolores which made her flinch and batted her moms hand away receiving a bubbly giggle
“And that goes for you to missy” julieta teased as she held isa,placing her on her lap and nuzzled her nose to her nose letting isa chuckle
Pepa picked up Dolores and Dolores rested her head on her mother’s shoulder and isa resting her head on her mother’s chest, after a moment both isa and Dolores were sound asleep with their mothers stroking their hair
“I love moments like this” pepa stated
“Yeah me to, now let’s get them to bed…they look pretty worn out” julieta chuckled
“I mean yeah we did go a little rough on them” pepa gestured
“oh hush we didn’t go rough they are just dramatic” as both mothers were making their way up the stairs
Both mothers quietly giggled before going opposite and quietly entering their daughter’s room and gently placing them into bed tucking them in for a quit nap and giving a kiss before leaving the room with a heartwarming smile
The end :)
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