#i told you its TINY

[e1igius]

no no no , a small little shake of his head as he saw the woman ---- not today. always something. he could never just be at peace. the ballcap on his head gets pulled down a little tighter , hands sliding into the carhart jacket. ❝ ma'am , fancy seein' you again. ❞ hopefully , she wasn't here for him

@pu1itzer ! liked for a tiny thing.

[scatterbrainedbot]

ok but the ghibli vibes of @triona-tribblescore 's wandering guardian au???

like i could live in this world forever tbh

inspo boards/refs below ft trionas SPECTACULAR GORGEOUS AMAZING og works of the au bros

[hella1975]

it's been pointed out on here before that a lot of terf arguments are actually rooted in sexist idealology that feminists fought and died to unnormalise decades ago and that's its own kettle of fish but one thing i also find very frustrating about this so called 'radical' feminism is that it's so... defeatist? like the moment you categorically label an entire section of society as Bad and Inherently Evil then there's also the implication that nothing can be done about it, and it completely takes all accountability away. saying all men are evil is just another way of saying boys will be boys. he raped her because he's a man. he hit her because he's a man. he didn't listen because he's a man - it's almost offensively oversimplified. there's no point trying to fix this issue in society because men are just Like That, okay! so now what? it's not like they're going anywhere, so you just accept that 50% of the population are evil and will forever treat you terribly and there's nothing to be done about it bc they're biologically predisposed to it? like is that fr the argument here? you're soooo radical for that

[perilegs]

my sweet little baby man is no longer with us

[ryssbelle]

My cousins made their own troll Ocs and I drew them in my style.

They were very excited about it

[anonymusbosch]

sometimes i feel like extending the kindness you can, when you can, is the only thing there is

[thenamessparkplug]

shoutout to my old 4th grade teacher for being more supportive of me one time 6 months ago than my own mother's ever been< 3333

[nani-nonny]

The anxiety that rushed through my body when my older sibling said “you could write it” when we were casually talking about things we wished to see in our favorite media

[sparrowsrandomthoughts]

“All these bilingual signs are so annoying, like why are they in welsh too it’s so stupid”

“We’re in Wales”

- a conversation I overheard between two (english) teenagers

[thebest-medicine]

Day 7: Flustered

Tickletober 2023 - RELIC - Smash & Grab - lee!Simon

[see my other tickletober 2023 fics]

[read on AO3]

A/N: I am going to inflict my recently read cute sweet weird little dinosaur shapeshifting punk x paleontologist romance novels upon you. (Youuuuu should read Smash & Grab by Maz Maddox. It’s narrated excellently by Kirt Graves and reads like a fanfiction in a novel. Also there’s some dinosaur animorphers lmao. The book is 1st person POV that switches between the main characters so I decided to try my hand at it.) Me over here changing up how one of the scenes played out - adding some tickles, classic. Enjoy.

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SIMON

What the hell? Within a few days my world had shifted and flipped upside down, and now, if the being-on-the-run damsel-in-distress role wasn’t enough, my forced traveling companion slash savior slash crush had just climbed into bed with me. Arms wrapped around my middle and I jumped, hissing out, “Dalton.”

“I’m cold, won’t you cuddle with me?” Dalton mused, pulling his body closer to mine under the covers. Damn this one bed safehouse.

“No- what? I- I’m going to sleep!” I argued - it sounded better in my head. “Get off!” 

“Come onnnnn.” Dalton sing-songed. His hands pulled me closer to him and wrapped around my middle. He squeezed a little where his hands rested along my sides.

I knew I was in trouble when my mind caught up a few seconds later and realized the loud, squeaking sound that suddenly lit up the room had come from me. 

“Oh… Simon.” His voice sounded honey-sweet. Why did it also sound so scary? 

Fingers curled against my left side, scribbling curiously. Shit. What the fuck was this guy doing?! I snarled - well, I tried to, but it came out a little breathless. “W-What the fuck do you think you’re doing!?”

There was a snort in reply. “What do you think I’m doing?” 

And then the hands wrapped around me from behind wiggled against the same spot again, this time on both sides. Shit. It really fucking tickled. Already. Shit. I swallowed a nervous lump in my throat along with the laughter starting to bubble up in my gut. I knew he could feel me tense and squirm with how fucking close he was lying to me. 

“D-Dalton..” I tried to wiggle forward, out of his embrace that I wasn’t entirely sure yet if I wanted out of, and nearly got to the edge of the mattress. 

“Heh. Ticklish? That’s pretty damn cute, Sugarbear.” Dalton’s smirk came through clearly in his tone. He chased after me with a few wriggles of his own and then nuzzled into my neck. Tingles shot down my spine as I gasped in a breath - I could feel the burn of a laugh trying to escape. 

“No-” It came out as a wheeze, and I couldn’t hold back the laughter any longer as Dalton kept squeezing at my damn sides. “Ahaha n-nohohoho don’t! Wait- heheh wait!” I tried to shake my head just as little bubbles of laughter started to climb their way out. 

“Don’t wait?” He teased. “Okay.” And then his hands started squeezing at my hips and I buckled forward, almost lurching off the bed.

“Nohoho- hehehee Dahahhalton! C-Cut it out!” I reached wildly toward his hands on instinct, trying to grab his wrists and pry them away. All I really managed was to hold on to them as he began tickling up and down the length of my sides. God, it- it didn’t do anything to deter him. He was… much stronger than me - which I did not have the mental energy to think about right now. In fact, I was quickly losing the mental energy to think about anything.

DALTON

Be still my beating fucking heart. This sexy, handsome, adorable, nerdy paleontologist- he was going to be the death of me. I nuzzled in against the side of his neck to get a little closer to those adorable little giggles - and to try and catch a glimpse of that smile of his. 

“You have the cutest fucking laugh.” I teased as Simon grabbed onto my wrists. I pushed my nose gently into the skin behind his ear. I kissed there too, and felt his back shiver. “Fucking adorable.”

“Dalton! C-Cut it out!” Simon cried out, joy evident on his face and in his voice. His legs started to kick, sometimes knocking against my own legs. I wrangled my leg around to secure over his thighs, keeping still enough to wiggle but not kick. 

“Cut what out? The tickling?” I wiggled my fingers up toward his lower ribs, earning a cackle. “Or the teasing?” I grinned. I placed all ten finger tips against his sides through the shirt he wore - his little sliver of protection. Then I spider-walked them in front to his stomach. 

Simon shrieked and started squirming harder. His hands gave up on grabbing mine and instead moved to try and block as much of his belly as possible. It was cute. Everything he did was cute. 

Simon’s cheeks nearly matched my hair as he giggled and squirmed. I whispered more teases and musings and compliments, and Simon’s pretty pink started turning red. 

“Hey.” I patted his shoulder as he sighed and caught his breath.  “Now I know a great way to pass the time while we’re waiting things out in this safehouse.”

Simon let out a tired little giggle at that. 

“You… Pink menace.” He accused with no venom, smiling as he closed his eyes.

“You’re pretty damn pink yourself right now.” I smirked. Simon grumbled in response before I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him in close to be my little spoon. My cute, ticklish, dorky little spoon. Simon came willingly, tuckered out from laughing so hard. 

Maybe another night, he might even seek out a little revenge? I remembered the feeling from several romantic encounters- the electricity of it, the bubbly lightness afterward. It was an interesting sensation to say the least, mammals were interesting - especially these strange hairless apes. 

I stopped thinking about it too hard and refocused on Simon’s slowing breath in front of me. I nuzzled into his neck again, feeling him tense up a bit. 

“Heh- no- no more tickling- I’m exhausted.” Another tired laugh. 

“Yes, yes, but we can cuddle?” I asked, wondering genuinely, but also enjoying teasing him a little.

Simon let out a quiet little sound of distress. He sounded a bit tormented when he said, “Yeah, well, I guess we- we already are so..”

I hummed and answered, “Goodnight, Sugarbear,” as I felt him slowly relax into my arms. Butterflies danced in my stomach as though I had just been the one to be made kicking and giggling.

[josecariohca]

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[youweremyridehome]

once again in a murderous mood due to the menstrual agonies

[backpackingspace]

Qui gon covered in bites and scratches: shaking obi wan like a naughty cat: why did you bite that diplomat we have talked about this Padawan

Tiny feral obi wan who is not sorry: master his vibes were rancid.

[reginrokkr]

One partial less, one step closer to freedom! Today's partial went well, not as well as the others did but it's good enough. Since we're on those days™ when we don't do anything in class, I came home earlier so I had more time to relax. Meaning that I have plans to tackle down those 5 drafts that I have pending to deliver once I come back from doing some exercise with my father. In the meanwhile, since it's Munday, you can send me anything from thingy #1 and thingy #2 and I'll answer those too! ♥︎

[britneyshakespeare]

i hate that i've been complaining about everything in my life lately but if you're a frequent reader of my personal posts (side note, if you are: why. also i'm sorry) but if you remember earlier this week on tuesday i slipped outside and hurt my knee. i didn't end up seeing a doctor about that bc they literally had no openings when i talked to the secretary she was like i am so sorry sweetie. we can't take you for the rest of the week and i was like oh. and after a couple days it didn't hurt sooooo much although i think the limp ive been walking w has not been doing me any favors. but now today especially (? for some reason) BOTH of my legs were really hurting. i'm wondering if that might somehow be related to me getting my period today bc sometimes. you know how period pain can just end up wherever it wants. but then around 8 o'clock today i stubbed the SHIT out of one of my toes and i think i might have injured it (? i dont think it's broken but i cant stand on it and it's been hours). this is my left foot and the knee i hurt on tuesday was on my right leg. i am literally limping on both sides of my body now and i cant stand or walk.

[vitamin-zeeth]

For my English course this year I wrote an essay on the debate of fine art vs contemporary art and I haven't reread it since I sent it in I wanna see if I can find this shit cause I have no clue what I ended up stating as my opinion