#ler!alice

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"The Princess's Revenge" (Part 2 of "Zip's Discovery")

Lers: ∆lice

Lees: Zip

(Platonic)

Zip ran down the hall, desperately searching for a place to hide. She eventually ran inside a locker, closing the door behind her. Alice eventually followed after, searching for the smaller girl.

"Ooooh Ziiiip~ Where are yooooou~?"

She called out in a teasing tone. Zip let out a small squeak, immediately covering her mouth. Alice, however, noticed the squeak, and inched closer to the locker.

"Oh, I don't know where lil Zip could be...Hopefully she isn't...Here~!"

She opened the locker, pulling Zip right out of it. Zip let out a startled squeal, squirming in the older girl's arms.

"N-No! Let go of me!"

Alice chuckled, shaking her head.

"Nah...Can't do that~ I gotta get my revenge for you tickling me~"

Zip whined, looking up at Alice with pleading eyes.

"C-Can't we tahaHALK ABOUT THIHIHIS-!?"

She cut herself off, bursting into loud, uncontrollable giggles as Alice started scratching at her stomach. Alice giggled, a smirk on her face.

"Oh, you're adorable~ There's no talking your way out of it, sweetie~"

Zip continued giggling hysterically, trying and failing to push Alice's hand away.

"NAHAHAHAHAHA- *SQUEAK* STOP IHIHIT! *HIC* HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Alice was slightly surprised by Zip's little squeak, and it just motivated her to keep tickling her.

"Aww, did you just squeak~? That's absolutely precious~"

Zip let out another whine, her face flushing red as she continued to kick and squirm.

"IHIHIHIS NOHOHOHOT-! *SQUEAK* LET ME GOHOHOHOHOHO!"

Alice chuckled, shaking her head in response.

"Nah...I won't stop until I'm satisfied~"

She then moved to squeezing Zip's hip, causing the poor girl to shriek with laughter.

"NAHAHAHAHAHOHOHO! *SQUEAK* N-NOT THEHEHERE! *SQUEAK* MEHEHERCY-!!"

Alice laughed softly, continuing to scratch and squeeze her hip relentlessly.

"Are you sorry for tickling me~? Answer honestly~"

Zip desperately nodded her head, her laughter making it more difficult for her to speak clearly.

"YEHEHEHES- *SQUEAK* IHIHI'M- *HIC-* IHIHI'M SORRYHYHYHYHY!!"

Alice let out a satisfied hum, continuing her tickle attack for another few seconds before stopping, cradling Zip in her arms.

"Good~ That's what I like to hear~"

Zip huffed, rolling her eyes.

"M-Meanie..."

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Headcannon ✨✨✨

I feel like Oliver is USUALLY good at holding in his laughter and not being super loud when tickled

But Alice knows how to completely shatter that "tough act" I guess you could call it I don't really know

Sorry if this is weird lol

I see nothing weird here, don't worry :)

Yay, more Olice tkl content!1! <D

I bet this is 100% canon, I think Alice is the only one who's able to do it

And Oliver actually doesn't mind at all, cuz it's his beloved princess |3

Ty for the hc, anon ^>^

[sunsetsandsunshine]

~ 𝚈'𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠…𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛. ~

💙👻🩵👻💙👻🩵

(𝙰𝚛𝚝 𝚋𝚝 𝙶𝚋𝚘𝚢𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟾 𝚘𝚗 𝙳𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝𝙰𝚛𝚝)

̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝚃𝙸𝙲𝙺𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙾𝙱𝙴𝚁 𝙳𝙰𝚈 𝟷𝟸: 𝙲𝚁𝙾𝚂𝚂𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁˚*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*＊·̩̩̥͙

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙷𝚞𝚛𝚝/𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 (𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝙸 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎 💗)

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟸,𝟼𝟷𝟾

𝙻𝚎𝚎: 𝙻𝚎𝚘 🐢🩵

𝙻𝚎𝚛: 𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗 🐢💙

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛’𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢’𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕…𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔. 𝙰𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 (𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎’𝚜) 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎, 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝙻𝚎𝚘 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚜 𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚘…𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔.

(𝙰/𝙽: 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢: 𝙳𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚞𝚢! 𝚃*𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚔/𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝙳𝙽𝙸!!!)

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚃𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜, 𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜! 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚔 ☺️🫶🏾!!

𝙸.𝙸. (𝙸𝙼𝙿𝙾𝚁𝚃𝙰𝙽𝚃 𝙸𝙽𝙵𝙾): 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎 = 𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗, 𝙼𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚑𝚎𝚖 = 𝙻𝚎𝚘!!!

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙻𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚢😙🩷🙌🏾˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

“Yeesh…you have a deeper Raph chasm than Raph himself…” The red eared slider lightly joked as he caught a glimpse of his smaller counterpart. 

The younger counterpart in question didn’t even seem…remotely phased by the remark, looking over the city of NYC like it was going to be his last time doing so. 

But the smaller turtle felt like he was being slightly watched…(which, he in fact was) he then looked up and locked eyes with his older counterpart. “…Huh? W-Were you talking to me?”

“Nope. I was just talking to my imaginary friend Mr. Snoozle— of course I was talking to you.” Leon said sarcastically, raising an eye ridge at the other teen. 

Leo blushed slightly at the elder’s sarcasm, rubbing the back of his neck nervously, “Sorry…I-I was spacing out…I do that a lot.”

“Yeah…no kidding. I’ve been talking to you for the past ten minutes and all I’ve gotten from you were six 'mhm’s', three 'yup’s' and seven 'dang that’s crazy's'.” The older one snorted, “If I didn’t know any better, it seems like you don’t wanna talk to me.”

“No! I-It’s not that!” The smaller turtle immediately protested, fiddling nervously with his fingers as he gazed at the streets of NYC once more. 

Which…was really the only thing he could do right at this moment. 

Besides…the city always looked so…pretty in the evenings. 

Well, if there wasn’t crime happening…

…Which was, like, a good 40-50% of the time but still.

“So…what is it, then? Why did you take me to a random rooftop in the smack middle of NY? 'Cuz, no offense…but I was having a nice first place winning streak in Fashion Famous before all of this.” The taller turtle said.

The honey brown teen raised a doubtful brow, “…You play Fashion Famous?”

“Psh…who doesn’t?” Leon scoffed, “But that’s a question worth discussing for another day…” He said as he leaned his shell against the rooftop guardrail as he looked up at the afternoon soon to turn to evening sky, “So tell me..what’s going on, dude?”

“…I…I needed to talk to you…” Leo mumbled. 

“I…can see that.” The elder giggled, “But, what did you wanna talk about?”

The younger fiddled with his fingers nervously again, picking at his thumb’s hang nail slightly as he avoided the other’s gaze entirely now, “…How…H-How do I become a good leader…?” 

Leon blinked in confusion, darting his eyes around the rooftop looking for someone else before letting out a humorless laugh, “Uhuh…whahahat?”

“I-I said…how do I become a good leader…?” Leo repeated, a bit quieter this time.

“…You’re asking me that?” The slider asked incrediously.

“Yes…!” Leo emphasized, getting off of the rail to look at the taller turtle, “How do I—”

“U-Uh…this is…flattering and all, b-but I reheally think you should talk to my Raph about…that.” The red eared slider interrupted, rubbing his arm anxiously and tensing up a bit as the other mutant looked at him with confusion and distraught.

“What? Why!?” Leo asked, getting up from the ledge to look fully at his older counterpart.

“Well, I’m not the oldest turtle in the family like you. I’m the second youngest. Raphalla has more experience, more wisdom and aaaaall that good stuff.” The lime green eyed turtle said as he grimaced awkwardly, picking at a hangnail as well.

Great minds think alike, I suppose…

The honey brown eyed mutant blinked, “I…so? Your still the leader of your team—“

“Welp…this conversation has been fun but I gotta go—”

“But—”

“I have a toooooon of stuff to do now that I think about it…”

“B-But I—”

“And besides, I’m sure your leadership skills aren’t as bad as you think they are—”

“PLEASE!!” The younger shouted as the older tried to leave, making the other flinch slightly at the sudden and random yell, “…Please. J-Just a small piece of advice! A-A hint…! Anything!” 

The taller mutant sighed inwardly, turning around as he crossed his arms— not in a malicious way…but it was really the only form of body langauge he could do at the moment other than picking more at his skin…

…Which, he promised Donnie he would try to stop doing…

“…Why do you want my input so bad…?” The lime green eyed teen asked, mentally cringing at how weak and fragile he sounded.

“I…I don’t know.” The younger mumbled quietly as he sat down against the ledge on the building, hugging his knees to his chest, “I just…figured you would know some stuff…”

“Some…stuff?” The other pressed.

Leo rolled his eyes, “You know what I’m taking about; being a good leader and all that shit!” 

“Pfft— HAH! Trust me, dude…I’m just as lost as you are with this whole 'being a good leader' thing.” Leon chuckled, sitting down next to his counterpart.

“…What are you talking about?” 

“I just became a leader, like…two-ish weeks ago? I dunno…the past weeks have been a complete blur.” The red eared slider explained, holding in an amused snort as he saw how genuinely shocked the other turtle was by his new lore drop. 

“My Raph was originally the leader of the team but after my family defeated the Shredder…my Dad was just all like: 'Blue, you’re the new leader now' and the rest was history…” 

“…Just like that?” The honey brown eyed teenager asked in pure surprise. 

“Just like that.” Leon confirmed. 

“Well, fuck me, then…” The smaller teen grumbled in defeat, burying his face in his knees as the other let out the amused snort he’s been holding in, “I’m good, thanks.” 

“You know that’s not what I meant.” The younger grumbled at the older’s immaturity. 

…He needs to make a mental note to himself to never let his own Mikey and Leon be in the same room with one another…

“I personally think you have nothing to worry about, though. You seem like you’re doing a pretty good job—” Leon tried to say. 

“But I’m not!” Leo exclaimed as he interrupted the older, mentally punching himself for making a loud outburst again, “I-I’m…not…”

“My brother’s don’t listen to me.” The smaller teen explained, his voice either demonstrating frustration or self-depreciation…

…Leon couldn’t tell.

“They always assume I want to be bossy or I want to be controlling but in reality I just wanna protect them!” The honey brown eyed turtle seethed, “I-I just want to be there for them a-and help!!! I knowthat we’re all the same age and I guess it seems like I’m babying them but I kinda have to because they aren’t responsible! They wouldn’t know responsibility if it walked up to them and punched them straight in the face!!”

The lime green eyed mutant rubbed his arm, tapping his fingers on his knees to try and calm himself down; getting overwhelmed was not a good look on him. 

Plus, it clashed with his autumn shade. 

“…Just, uh…trust yourself…?” The elder tried. 

“But I don’t!” The younger shouted, “I’ve tried and tried and tried to lead but they just. don’t. listen! I-I can’t lead people who don’t want to be lead!” 

“…Your Dad picked you to be the leader for a reason—”

“Well I don’t even know what that damn reason is! ” Leo seethed, burying his face into his arms, “My brother’s want Raph to lead…they don’t want…me. They want someone collective and strong and dependent as their leader; someone who they can be relient on…s-someone who they can trust…”

The smaller mutant let out a wet scoff, looking to the side of himself, “…I’m none of those things…” 

Almost on cue to the emotional moment, Leon slapped his younger counterpart upside on the head…hard. 

Leo let out a small squawk, rubbing the back of his head as he glared at the other. 

“What the freaking hell was that for?!” Leo seethed. 

“For saying a bunch of dumb shit!” The older seethed back, “Y'know that’s my job, right?” He said as he crossed his arms, glancing straight ahead as he saw the sun peeking out from behind a building….

…It was honestly giving the Attack on Titan intro and Leo wasn’t complaining one bit.

“Look…I’m not going to lie to you; being the leader isn’t easy.” The lime green eyed teen exclaimed knowingly. 

“Gee, I wonder what gave you that idea.” The other grumbled under his breath. 

“Just let me cook!”

“Well, right now you’re burning.”

Leon just rolled his eyes at the smaller’s sassy remark, continuing, “I get it, okay…? Being the leader is…challenging. Especially when you know the people your supposed to be leading don’t…want your leadership— or at the very least aren’t used to it.”

The lime green eyed teenager got up, brushing his legs off as he looked over the building’s rail, seeming like he was…trying to remember something, “It’s…a lot. Your still a kid but you’re literally forced to manage all of these responsibilities and high expectations everyone has for you…”

The older sighed, playing with his mask tails as he glanced at the ground, wishing it had an answer to his and Leo’s predicament, “A-And you don’t…you don’t know what those expectations are…” 

The taller mutant sighed, looking back at his younger counterpart, “But you just…gotta keep going…y’know? Your Dad picked you to be leader for a reason, I’m sure.” Leon assured. 

“But my brother’s—”

“'Want Raph?'” The red eared slider said, “Wehell, you aren’t Raph, now are you?”

“…no.”

“Exactly. So stop trying to compare. You’re Leonardo. Lead how Leonardo would lead.” The elder smiled softly.

God, he sounded so freaking…wise right now!!!

“But…I don’t know how Leonardo leads…that’s why I’m asking you…!!” The younger said. 

Leon snorted, “You gotta figure it out, then! Only you can determine how Leonardo leads. Yes…we’re both Leo’s in a sense but we’re different people…you feel me?”

“I…I-I feel you.” The honey brown eyed teen nodded slightly, “I just…I just don’t wanna mess anything up, I guess…”

“Hate to break it to you…but you 100% will. That’s the great thing about being, well…you. I don’t need to be an alternate version of you to know you fuck things up constantly.” The older Leonardo joked lightly, his soft smile turning to a smug grin as he saw how appalled his younger self got at the comment. 

“And you’re going to fuck up a lot of things when you’re leading your brothers…I’d be lying if I said you wouldn’t. But…overtime you’ll get better…you won’t be perfect…but you’ll get better.” The elder announced, looking over his shoulder to lock eye’s with Leo, “And sooner or later your younger brother’s will learn to trust you to lead them…but you have to trust yourself first.” 

Leo’s eyes widened slightly, looking back at his older self with nothing but…respect and compassionnow. 

His advice actually made…sense. Which is an actual shock because all the things he usually says is just plain old gibberish. 

“So, you gonna pay me?” Leon asked as he sat back down. 

“Huh?” The younger said as he tilted his head in confusion. 

“I said: Are you gonna pay me?” The older asked again, “Advice doesn’t come for free, y'know.” And in a result to the random question and statement, Leo scratched the side of his head, glancing away nervously, “I mean…I have some Jolly Rancher wrappers in my pocket if you’d like that.” 

The older Leonardo raised an unamused brow, biting back a genuine smile at the younger’s attempted transaction. 

“…I’ll…take that as a maybe…?” The shorter mutant quietly guessed. 

“I’ll pass…but I appreciate the offer.” The red eared slider laughed, wrapping his younger counterpart in a hug as he rested his hand on his side, squeezing it comfortingly, “With you and me as our brother’s leaders…there’s absolutely nothing we can’t solve!” 

The older mutant faltered, scratching his chin in sudden realization, “Besides girls…I still haven’t decoded them yet.” 

Leo randomly let out a laugh at the joke, shaking his head as a couple snorts and squeals followed. 

The older Leo raised an amused brow, chuckling lightly at the other’s giggle fit, “Ohoookay…it was never that fuhunny.” 

“Ihi nehehever sahaid ihat— snrt! Yohour hahahand!!!” The younger Leonardo squeaked, holding the other’s wrists loosely. “Oh.” The lime green eyed teenager hummed, his amused eyeridge raise now becoming…smug, “You don’t happen to be…ticklish, do you?” 

The smaller mutant gulped as his counterpart muttered out…the word; and so casually too?!

“N-Noho! N-Nohoh I’m nohot!” The honey brown eyed turtle squeaked out despretley, letting out a city-wide squeal as Leon pinched his hips with his free hand whilst still trapping/wrapping him in a hug. “Really? Well, last I checked, people who 'aren’t ticklish' don’t usually squeal when their hips are squeezed, bud.”  

“Ihihat’s— snrt! Juhuhust stahap!!” 

“If my memory serves me correctly, you said you 'weren’t ticklish', right?” The elder said as he wiggled his free hand near the other’s stomach. 

Which, in fact, was enough to keep the other boy completely howling with laughter. 

Leo screamed, twisting and turning to try and steer away from the tortuous fingers, “N-NohO nohOHO snrt WAHAIT-!!!” 

“Soooo…you obviously don’t mind this, right?” Leon smirked as he used his left hand to scribble around the smaller turtle’s tummy while his right hand wrapped around his shell and tickled his underarm. “IHI MIHIHIND! IHI snrt MIHIHIND snrt AHA LAHAHAT!” The younger mutant squeaked out in panic, flailing and shouting about. 

“But why~? You’re obviously not ticklish.” The red eared slider shrugged casually. 

“IHI SNRT SNRT AHAM!!” The smaller mutant suddenly confessed, pushing on the taller’s chest, “IHI AHAM SNRT  IHIHI AHAM SNRT SNRT IHI SNRT AHAHAM!!” 

“Oh! So…you lied to me?” The older mutant questioned as he clamped Leo’s thigh repetitively.

The complete audacity of this kid…

It was impressive, honestly…

Leo hiccuped, burying his head in the elder’s shoulder, “NOHO! IHI— snrt! GYAHAHA PLEHEHEASE!!” 

“Noho! You lied to me, you little twerp! Ugh…the betrayal! And here I thought we were having a nice little bonding moment!” The red eared slider cried dramatically as he stuffed his hands in Leo’s underarms.

The younger Leonardo loudly squawked, snorting up a storm as the elder continued to relentlessly tickle him to pieces, “L-LEHEEEEEEEHEON!!”

“Hm~? Yeah~? What is it, bud?”

“PLEHEHEASE!! NAHAT SNRT SNRT THAHAT!!!” The honey brown eyed mutant squealed, his yell bouncing off the walls of the buildings of New York. “Why~? Is it your tickle spot~? Your tickle tickletickle spot~? 'Cuz your tickle tickle ticklish~?”

“SHUHUT UHUHUP!!” The smaller turtle howled as Leon scribbled his nails along the other’s plastron patterns, “OHO MY GAHASH YOHOUR SOOHOH MEAN!!!”

“Mean?” The lime green eyed teenager repeated innocently, “I’m not mean~! I’m just asking you a couple questions.” 

“I-IHIHI CAHANT SNRT SNRT SNRT BREATHE!!” 

“That sounds like a yohou problem, but hey! That’s just me…” 

“OKAHAY!!!” The younger wheezed, happy tears pricking out of his eyes; awaiting to fall, “STOHOP! STOHOHAP!!” 

“Stopping stopping…” The elder teenager giggled, doing as he promised and stopping. He wrapped his younger counterpart in a hug, letting the shorter turtle snort and snicker in his shoulder once more, “You got this…okay?” He assured. 

“W-Whahat…? Whahat snrt snrt doohoo I snrt hahahave??” Leo questioned through his giddy laughs which Leon couldn’t help but huff fondly to, “The…Thehe leading thing, dude. You got it, okay? Just remember what I said and you’ll be fine.” 

“I dohon’t eheheven remember whahat yohou said toohoo beehee honest..” 

“I can tickle you again to help you remember—“

“N-NONOHO IHIHI’M GOOD!” Leo emphasized, hugging his middles and burying his head into Leon’s shoulder deeper. The elder just hugged him tighter, resting his cheek on the top of the younger’s head.

The two didn’t know a thing when it came to leading…

But they were going to try…they were going to try leading…

…Because that’s really all anyone could ask for…

Their best. 

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙵𝙸𝙽˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙ 

(𝙿.𝚂.: 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐!!!)

[rachi-roo]

Birthday tickles for Azz-Azz!!! 🥳💕

Yaaaay!!! I love these goobers so much. This show brings me so much joy 🥰 Asmodeus deserves all the tiggles and hugs and laughter! He's the best, boi, and I will not accept any other opinions!!!! XD

06/06/24

[radiant-fanon-maker]

hello! Can we please get Alice wrecking Nori and Yeva pls :>? Like Alice is giving them a physical exam but decides to get mischievous with it >:3? (Bonus ⭐️ if they decide to get Alice back afterwards, you don’t have to do the bonus if you don’t want to just wanted to put that idea out there lol)

Yeah! I love this trio

Nori: HA HA HA

Alice: Let me hear your lungs.

Yeva: AHAHAH!

Alice: Mhm yep, those lungs are working properly.

[hugsandchaos]

Hello-I have returned

I was wondering if you could make a fic where Alice gets wrecked by her raptors (basically them being goobers)

I understand if you don’t want to do it

thanks! ^^

I’m happy to do so!! It’s not long or anything, but I hope you like it!! I had to look back at your headcanons of the raptors a few times, but I think I got it. Also, cute pfp, I love cats so, so much!

Alice faked her own playful growl as she tugged on her end of the rope, which made Rudy’s tail wag a little faster. Rudy tugged back, but didn’t use too much strength incase she accidentally caused Alice to fall over. That has happened quite a few times before, not just with Rudy, but at least it gave her the opportunity to learn how much strength she can use and how much she can’t use. Rudy growled back and Alice couldn’t help but giggle, then growl again.”Ahahahaha! Grrr, this is my rope! You can’t have it!” Alice said. Rudy shook her head with the rope in her mouth, a tactic the raptors would use during tug of war to make Alice or the other raptors, or maybe another worker drone, loose their grip. Alice tightened her grip and only had her arms swung from side to side.

Rudy soon stopped and looked at Alice, a little surprised to see that it hadn’t worked like it used to.”Yeah, that’s right! That trick doesn’t work on me anymore!” Alice said triumphantly. Then she gave the rope another tug and managed to yank it out of Rudy’s mouth — without damaging any teeth, of course.”Ha!” Alice laughed, then backed away with the rope in her hands. Rudy chirped and tried to bite the other end of the rope again, but the game of Tug-of-War had now turned to Keep Away, and Alice wasn’t going to give up so easily. She let out a giggle as she moved the rope away when Rudy tried again. Alice faked throwing it, and it only worked for a few seconds as Rudy turned to head to see where it landed. Those few seconds were all Alice needed to turn around to run off with the rope into the hall. She heard Rudy chirp loudly, which likely meant she once again saw through her trick, and picked up the pace as a pair of legs began running towards her from behind.

The hallways, which seemed to go on forever like a maze down here, were still a little chilly despite the heaters working hard to prevent anything from freezing. At least many of them were cleaner and Alice had less chance of tripping over anything, thanks to Daisy and Charlie helping her out a lot. Alice knew she couldn’t run to the stables since the others were probably there and the game would either end or become harder for her, so she did the one thing that was going through her mind; Run.

The chase went on for a few minutes until they entered the cubicles, where Alice would be able to hide somewhere, even if it’s just for a bit. Since there was no way she could outrun them in a real scenario, even in the tighter halls she ran through, Alice assumed Rudy just wanted to enjoy the chase for a bit. Before Alice could dive under a desk to figure out what to do next, she felt Rudy’s teeth carefully clamp around her arm and lift her up. She let out a small yelp of surprise as her feet dangled inches above the ground, which was just about as high as the raptors could lift her unless she was laying on a plank and they picked the plank. It didn’t hurt to be picked up like that, it just surprised her. Rudy raised her claws and lightly scratched at her belly.

The claws weren’t all that sharp, either, they just tickled a lot.”Ahahahahahahaha! You cheheheater!” She said. Rudy made a chittering sound that sounded a lot like laughter, like she was laughing at her, and continued tickling her. One of Alice’s arms was stuck in Rudy’s jaws and the other had the hand holding the rope, which she knew that Rudy wanted.”Hahahahaha! Hahahahahahaha! Hahahaha, knohohock it ohoff! Hahahahaha!” Alice cackled. She kicked her legs around in the air and barely scraped the ground. Then she heard the other raptors chirping and saw one of them — Charlie — step around the corner with her head cocked to the side.”Chaharlie! Help mehehehe! Tahahake this rohope ahahand run!” Alice said, holding the rope out for him to take. Charlie ran down the hall to her, and for a moment Alice felt that she’d be victorious, but then Charlie tossed the rope to the side and nuzzled the top of her head against one of her sides.”Hehey!!” She said through her laughter. She wiggled around and tried using her now free hand to push Charlie’s head away, but it didn’t work. She brushed her head against her and gently nipped at her side. Rudy wasn’t able to use one of her arms incase she accidentally scratched Charlie, but Alice was thinking that both claws were more bearable than one claw on her belly and a bunch of tickley feathers continuously brushing against one of her sides.

Alice knew things were going to get worse when she heard chirping and chittering from another raptor. This time, Molly rounded the corner and came running over to join.”Molly!! Wahahait, hehehelp me!!” Alice pleaded, but it didn’t work. Rudy moved the claws that were tickling her belly up to her exposed underarm to make room for Molly to nudge herself against Alice’s other side.”NOHOHOHOHO!!! HAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHA, STOP!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” Alice cackled. She struggled to get herself free and tried to make sure she didn’t kick too much to avoid hitting her raptors.”WHYHYHYHY?!” She asked dramatically. There had been times where they were playing one game and it somehow turned to something like this.

It kinda reminded her of the first time she had gotten tickled by them. They were trying to get her to help her feel better after she had a meltdown caused by Alice overworking herself. Charlie had dragged her to the stables and brought her to forcibly cuddle her. At some point, Alice was laying against Charlie’s right side and taking deep breaths to calm down while the other raptors watched and laid down close by, and Glasgow was resting his head on her lap to give her a bit of reassuring pressure. Lulu had the idea of nuzzling her side while chittering softly in attempts to help her feel better, but she hadn’t exactly gotten the reaction she wanted. Instead of helping Alice take deep breaths, the feathers on her head being brushed against her side began to make her laugh.

Lulu briefly pulled her head away and every raptor perked their head up, a few of them tilting them to the side in confusion as to what caused the sudden shift in emotion. Alice explained that it just tickled a bit and what tickling was, and as carefully as Lulu could while occasionally looking up at her to make sure it was okay, she continued to brush the top of her head against one of her sides to make her laugh.

Since then, the raptors seemed to enjoy making her or any worker drone laugh, and by now they knew a thing or two about how to do it best. Alice had no regrets, though, it was all in harmless fun.”HAHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHA!!! OKAHAHAY!!!” She laughed. She didn’t really hate this, but with a glance towards the somehow-still-working clock in the abandoned cubicle let her know that she had to get to work soon.“OKAY, YOHOHOU WIHIHIHIHIN!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” She laughed. Molly stopped and pulled her head away quickly, and so did Charlie. Alice was given a chance to catch her breath as she was set back down onto the floor and her arm was released. She held a hand out to Charlie’s back incase she fell over, but luckily, she didn’t. Molly chittered softly and tilted her head. Alice smiled as a few leftover giggles spilled from her mouth.”Yeah, I’m alright.” She said, giving Molly a brief pat on the head.”I just gotta head to work now.” She added.

Rudy whined and walked up to her. She was holding the rope they had been playing with a few minutes ago and looking at her with what was undoubtedly a pleading expression.”I know, but I gotta make sure that Uzi hasn’t caught a cold or something with those fleshy wings of hers.” Alice said. Rudy briefly dipped her head down, but nodded. Charlie took a step closer to her and grabbed the other end of the rope, giving it a light tug. Rudy’s tail began wagging again and the two sprinted off back into the hallway to play. Molly walked with Alice back to her office, then left to go back to the stables.

[royalreese]

How bad can I be

I found this vid and I liked it credit to the og creator check them out

[vannys-pizzaplex-askblog]

"Zip's discovery"

Lers: Zip

Lees: ∆lice

(Platonic)

Zip sat in ∆lice's room, at least attempting to hang out with the other girl. ∆lice didn't allow people in her room often, but Zip, along with Oliver were both more than welcome to enter whenever they wanted. (She's still trying to get used to Edward-)

Zip sat there in awkward silence for a few seconds before eventually speaking.

"...Hey, Alice?"

∆lice looked over at the shorter girl.

"Yeah...? What is it?"

Zip scooted a bit closer to her before asking her question.

"..Do you enjoy affection from anyone that isn't Oliver?"

∆lice went silent, genuinely thinking of an answer. She didn't really let anyone else physically touch her, since she mainly only allowed Oliver to give her affection.

"..No, not really..Why do you ask?"

Zip frowned slightly at ∆lice's answer. She found it a bit sad that ∆lice didn't really let anyone else give her affection. That's when she got an idea.

"Just wondering....Could I perhaps hug you?"

∆lice's eyes lit up slightly. She wasn't used to other people hugging her, but it was worth a try.

"...Sure."

Zip smiled widely, wrapping her arms around ∆lice and pulling her into a hug.

"Yay!"

Little did Zip know, her claws were slightly digging into ∆lice's side, which caused the girl to let out a small squeak.

"Eep-!"

Zip finally realized what she was doing, scared that she was accidentally hurting the girl.

"S-Sorry...Does that hurt? Wait- Are you giggling??"

∆lice immediately covered her mouth, her face flushing in embarrassment.

"N-No, I- *snrk-* I'm nohot-!"

Zip looked up at ∆lice in slight confusion before realizing...That ∆lice was ticklish. She smirked, continuing to gently dig into ∆lice's side.

"Awww, is big scary Alice ticklish~?"

She teased playfully. ∆lice only grew more embarrassed, trying to keep her giggles in.

"N-Nohoho! *Snrk-* I'm n-not ticklish!!"

Zip giggled, now switching to scratching both of ∆lice's sides.

"Sure you're not...I totally believe you~"

∆lice didn't even try to hide her giggles at this point, now giggling loudly.

"Z-Zip nohohohoho!"

Zip's eyes lit up. She wasn't expecting ∆lice's laugh to be so cute...But she wasn't complaining.

"Zip yes! I wish I discovered you were ticklish sooner~!"

She switched up to ∆lice's ribs, now scratching and squeezing there. ∆lice's giggles only grew even louder, and she tried to push Zip's hands away.

"S-Stop thahahat! E-Ehehehehehe!"

Zip giggled in response, now switching to ∆lice's tummy.

"But where's the fun in that? I've just got started~!"

∆lice's giggles turned to full-on laughter, her face now redder than a cherry.

"NAHAHAHAHAHAHA N-NOT THERE- *SNRK* STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!"

Zip squealed with excitement, only continuing to scratch ∆lice's stomach.

"Oh wow, you're as ticklish as my older brother! That's absolutely adorable~"

∆lice growled through laughter, now kicking her feet out as she tried to squirm away.

"N-NOT CUHUHUTE- *SNRK* I-I'M NOHOHOHOT ADOHOHORABLE-!!"

Zip giggled again, her tail wagging behind her as she added squeezes to the mix of her ticklish attack on ∆lice's stomach.

"Aww, who's a ticklish princess~? You are! Yes you are~!"

∆lice banged her fist against the floor, her cackling echoing through the room as she squirmed under Zip's touch.

"KNOCK IT OHOHOHOFF! Y-YOHOHOU LIHIHIHITTLE GREMLIHIHHIHIN!"

Zip finally stopped, feeling rather pleased with herself.

"Ehehe! That was fun~! I didn't know monstrous princesses were so ticklish~"

∆lice huffed, sitting up and rubbing the ghost tickles away before glaring over at Zip.

"You have ten seconds..."

She wiggled her fingers at Zip. Zip's eyes widened, and she immediately bolted out of the room.

"WAIT NO-"

PART 2 COMING SOON

[just-cutie-avocado]

I rly like to imagine how ∆lice catches Claire and instead of k!iling her she tkles her until she's out of breath, as a punishment for entering her room...

I'm crazy yas I know it lmfao-

But I really like to think abt it

Also I'm starved of lee Claire waaaaaahhhh.....

Sorry not sorry

[geekpopnews]

160 anos de Alice no País das Maravilhas: Obra ainda é referência

Se você é um grande fã de Alice no País das Maravilhas, com certeza vai se tornar ainda mais. A narrativa marca gerações de diferentes formas, mesmo depois de tantos anos. Confira mais detalhes na matéria completa no nosso site: #alicenopaísdasmaravilhas

Tem clássicos da literatura que mesmo quem não leu, conhece muito bem a história. “Alice no País das Maravilhas” está entre uma das narrativas mais populares e abraçadas pelo público, Escrito por Charles Lutwidge Dodgson sob o pseudônimo de Lewis Carroll, o livro encara o lúdico de forma inusitada, com referências ao expressar de criança, mas mantendo a filosofia e a reflexão de forma profunda.…

[alexcollix7]

I’m tired of the “Viserys loved Rhaenyra so much because he loved Aemma” or “ He couldn’t love Alicent because Aemma was his true love” takes…Viserys killed Aemma. He watched as she begged and screamed in pain and let it happen. All because he wanted a son.

Even while she was alive he put her trough misery. Aemma had two stillbirths and two miscarriages, after losing a child as an infant. She went through six pregnancies in the span of ten years, while her body was clearly not equiped to having more children, until the point it finally gave out while she was giving birth to Baelon.

It wasn’t even the pain and physical discomfort that made decide that Baelon was her las try, it was the grief of carrying and losing child after child.

You can’t tell me that a man who truly loved his wife would’ve made her experience so much pain as Viserys did for a wish that was only his. You can’t tell me that he would’ve put her in danger over and over again in order to get that wish. You can’t tell me that he would chose to ler her go through a horrible death, feeling completely and utterly betrayed, in order to fullfill a prophecy he didn’t even know was true.

And most of all, you can’t tell me that he “loved” his wife but would chose to replace her with a teenager and make her go through the same hell that she did.

[rachi-roo]

So..... Um.... Any fans of Welcome to Demon school Iruma-kun?

Asmodeus is my newest son! My iddle-widdle sunshine pookie baby 🥹🩷💕 Sweetest little Lee I ever did see! ☺️🩷💕

LOOK. AT. HIM. 😭🩷

[pupsmailbox]

DEER︰FAWN ID PACK

NAMES ⌇　alex. alexei. alexin. alice. alix. alyx. anais. antler. ash. aspen. atlas. axel. bailey. bambi. bambie. barnie. benny. berkeley. birch. bonnie. bonny. buck. buckley. butch. cedar. cervus. chevrette. clover. cotton. daffodil. daisy. daphne. deerette. doe. elkkie. elowen. faline. fawn. fern. fike. finn. finnley. forest. forêt. ginger. glee. haiden. hawthorne. hayden. hazel. helios. helix. hellfire. holly. honey. jasper. juniper. lexus. lilith. lily. luca. lucha. luci. lucia. lucifer. lucifus. lucius. lucy. luka. lukas. maple. meadow. melody. oak. oakly. olive. petunia. primrose. rafan. raiden. rampage. rayaan. rayden. rein. riot. roe. sage. scout. sprout. trax. trevor. tucker. violet. vixen. willow.

PRONOUNS ⌇　ae/aer. ant/ler. antler/antler. ash/ash. berry/berry. branch/branche. buck/buck. ce/cer. clove/clove. cross/cross. curse/curse. daisy/daisy. deer/deer. demon/demon. devil/devil. dirt/dirt. doe/doe. dust/dust. escape/escape. evil/evil. fae/faer. faun/faun. fawn/fawn. fern/fern. fir/fir. for/forest. h…/h…m. hazel/hazel. hex/hex. hide/hide. hol/holly. hoof/hoof. horn/horn. hurt/hurt. hy/hym. limp/limp. lone/lone. lost/lost. pine/pine. riot/riot. ruin/ruin. run/run. scare/scare. sh…/h…r. shock/shock. shy/hyr. shy/shy. stab/stab. stag/stag. stalk/stalk. stare/stare. th…y/th…m. thy/thym. wild/wild. 🌱 . 🌲 . 🌿 . 🍁 . 🍂 . 🏔 . 🏞 . 🦌 .

[radiant-fanon-maker]

Alice-🌫️

Raptor(s)-🌌

I think you know where I’m going w/ this bestie >:3

EEEE THANKS

I love the raptors

The ask event

[dreamwithlost]

JOGO PERDIDO

Ningning x Fem!Reader

Gênero: Enemies to lovers, sáfico, ação, utopia, uma farofada da boa

W.C: 2K

Avisos: Início (?) de um smut, uma vibe meio Alice in borderland

ᏪNotas: Uma das séries (j-drama) que mais amo no mundo é "Alice in borderland", e recentemente assisti um filme chamado "Bubble" (animação linda!!!) Que também tem essa vibe de utopia. Foi juntando esses dois que essa história surgiu. Espero muito que gostem! Deem uma chance para essa narrativa, e descubram que perder o jogo nem sempre é tão ruim assim 😏

Você não sabia, mas já havia perdido desde o momento em que os olhos delicados de Yizhuo cruzaram com os seus.

A cidade de Seul, como era conhecida, não existia mais. Havia se transformado em uma lembrança distante, tão remota que nem mesmo os mais velhos conseguiam recordar o cheiro da brisa fresca pela manhã ou a sensação dos grãos de areia da praia sob os pés. Ninguém sabia ao certo como tudo aconteceu, mas, em um piscar de olhos de uma noite, um imenso flash seguido de um terremoto engoliu a cidade, dividindo-a em fendas profundas, criando ilhas e fragmentos de destruição flutuantes que pairavam sobre um abismo negro. Qualquer tentativa de descer até lá era em vão — muitos já haviam tentado.

A nova Seul estava isolada do resto do mundo, cercada por uma fenda que destruía tudo que tentava atravessá-la, e vigiada por uma nuvem imensa e constante sobre a cabeça de seus cidadãos. Alguns acreditavam que os sobreviventes daquela noite haviam sido escolhidos pelos deuses, enquanto os demais foram levados para pagar por seus pecados no submundo. Era comum tal pensamento, afinal, quando eventos tão surreais aconteciam, era natural buscar explicações divinas, pois admitir que Seul estava condenada ao definhamento eterno era insuportável. Era mais fácil acreditar que eram especiais — mesmo sabendo que não eram.

Plantar, caçar e até pensar eram tarefas difíceis naquele novo e exclusivo mundo. Após tentativas fracassadas dos líderes globais de ajudar a cidade, comunicações por rádio, equipes de salvamento que jamais foram encontrados novamente, todos desistiram, aceitando o isolamento como se fosse apenas um lugar a menos para se passar as férias, e os poucos afortunados em Seul logo mais se uniram a ideia. Não demorou muito para um novo governo surgir naquele universo a parte, juntamente com uma nova lei: os jogos. A comida se tornou um artigo de luxo, o maior prêmio a ser conquistado. O Samsan Parkour era a nova regra de Seul. Uma corrida perigosa até a torre Samsan, — antes tão adorava, agora apenas uma linha de chegada para aqueles que, em meio aos saltos pelos destroços e ilhas, tivessem a sorte de não serem engolidos pelo buraco negro abaixo de seus pés.

O ar era denso, a natureza reivindicava o concreto que um dia foi seu, e os animais que não fossem controlados pelo governo haviam praticamente desaparecido, junto com a confiança. Só se podia confiar no seu clã escolhido e nos competidores do mesmo. Você se encontrava em uma utopia distorcida, como aquelas que sempre odiou ler, forçada a se tornar uma campeã, mesmo odiando jogos.

E lá estava você, na ponta de um penhasco infinito, os dedos tocando o concreto abaixo de seus pés. Os gritos do seu clã, vindos de prédios destruídos e inclinados em direção ao chão, clamavam por seu nome, confiantes de sua vitória. Você havia vencido nas últimas três semanas, acumulando comida suficiente para que a racionamento não fosse mais necessário. Yizhuo estava ao seu lado, a competidora inimiga da semana, — sempre eram dois competidores por vez, e o vencedor avançava para o próximo jogo. A morena era peculiar, seu rosto adornado com um sorriso alegre — semelhante aos seus trajes — demais para seu gosto, e uma habilidade surreal.

Você a odiava com todas as suas forças. Odiava a forma como ela ironicamente lhe desejava boa sorte, odiava como ela perdia de propósito algumas semanas para favorecer outra equipe, mesmo que eles jamais fossem fazer o mesmo por ela, odiava como, enquanto você treinou dia e noite para ser boa em seus saltos, ela parecia ter nascido com aquele talento.

Odiava como ela não parecia ligar de estar ali.

— Boa sorte — A voz de Yizhuo atingiu sua orelha, como de costume. Você não se virou para a jovem, sabendo de suas intenções de te ludibriar.

Pois logo viria o...

Pow!

O som familiar de uma arma de partida ecoou, como um disparo que marcava o início de uma corrida de natação, sinalizando o começo da competição. Você se lançou para frente, mergulhando como se realmente estivesse em uma piscina, ou quem sabe apenas saltando de paraquedas, não importava, cada fibra do seu ser estava focada em uma única coisa: ganhar.

Você saltou sobre a primeira fenda com um movimento ágil, os músculos das pernas ardendo ao impactar o solo do outro lado. Seu foco era total, cada passo calculado com precisão milimétrica que lhe trazia a mesma sensação de voar. A adrenalina pulsava em suas veias, aumentando sua percepção e tempo de reação. Você movia-se como uma pantera, ágil e implacável, saltando entre destroços e ruínas com uma destreza impressionante. O vento sibilava em seus ouvidos enquanto você deslizava pelo ar, cada salto um desafio ao destino, o peso de um amanhã melhor, ou então, de uma vergonha.

Em contrapartida, Yizhuo, ao seu lado, parecia dançar entre os destroços, vocês se perdiam de vista vez ou outra quando escolhiam caminhos diferentes ou adentravam algum prédio. Mas seus movimentos eram constantes; leves e fluidos, quase brincalhões. Cada salto dela era uma demonstração de graça e confiança, seus pés mal tocando o chão antes de alçar voo novamente — isso te deixava instigada em saber o que fazia antes dessa nova vida. Ela parecia estar se divertindo, o sorriso constante em seus lábios um contraste cruel ao seu próprio foco desesperado.

Você não tinha tempo para se importar com ela. Tudo o que importava era não perder. Você se lembrava das semanas de fome que já teve que passar, sem nenhum mínimo de talento em seus saltos, dos dias em que seu clã não tinha nada para comer. Não podia voltar àquela situação. Não podia falhar. Aquilo era a única coisa que podia fazer no momento.

Mas como ironia do destino, que sabia que um único erro poderia custar a vitória — e sua vida — um pedaço de concreto cedeu sob seus pés, você sentiu o pavor absoluto, percebendo que, apesar de parecer, não podia voar. O vazio abaixo de você se abriu como uma boca faminta, e por um segundo eterno, você estava caindo.

Mas antes que pudesse ser engolida por aquele buraco negro, uma mão firme agarrou a sua. O toque era quente e macio. Yizhuo. Seus olhos se encontraram por um instante, e algo indizível passou entre vocês. Com um puxão, ela te colocou de volta em segurança, sorriu ladina, e sem perder o ritmo de sua própria corrida, alavancou em sua frente.

Você continuou, coração batendo descontroladamente, mas com uma nova fúria queimando dentro de você. Odiava a forma como ela havia te salvado. Odiava a gratidão que sentia. Odiava a sua tamanha estupidez por precisar ser salva. E então, no último momento, enquanto subia a torre, se pendurando em seu metal enferrujado, prestes a alcançar o topo, Yizhuo fez seu movimento final. Ela saltou com uma elegância impressionante, os pés tocando o ponto mais alto da construção e a mão alcançando o sino da vitória. O som ecoou pela cidade, anunciando o fim daquela competição.

Você se abaixou, apoiando as mãos sobre os joelhos, ofegante e derrotada. Yizhuo havia ganhado dessa vez. A disputa de vocês sempre fora muito acirrada.

Você não percebeu quanto tempo permaneceu ali, ou a forma como Yizhuo havia comemorado para todos aqueles que assistiam à corrida espalhados nos pontos altos da cidade. No entanto, percebeu quando o alçapão da torre foi aberto, e a morena adentrou a construção, buscando descer de uma forma mais calma.

Estava furiosa, e então decidiu segui-la.

— Yizhuo — Chamou pela mais baixa ao tocar seus pés no metal do observatório da torre, os vidros embaçados e poluídos pela degradação impedindo de observar a vista como normalmente.

Ela se virou para você, suas mãos unidas em suas costas, feito uma criança.

— Boa corrida, não? — Questionou em tom de divertimento.

— Tá brincando comigo? — Você esbravejou, se aproximando da garota. — Por que diabos me ajudou naquela hora?

— Como? — A Ning riu com aquele questionamento, desacreditada. — Queria que eu tivesse te deixado morrer?

— Mas é claro — Por algum motivo você estava realmente irritada por não ter sido o seu fim. — Essas são as regras, a forma de...

— Se livrar de mais bocas para competir?

— Se livrar dos mais fracos.

Yizhuo revirou os olhos e começou a caminhar, aproximando-se dos vidros do observatório, tentando enxergar além daquela destruição.

— E por que isso seria certo? Você não é mais fraca do que eu por ter perdido — Ela se virou novamente para você, a claridade da manhã, apesar de nublada, iluminando seu contorno. — Não precisa inventar desculpas só porque não queria ser salva por mim. Chega de tanto ódio.

— Fala sério, Yizhuo — Foi a sua vez de revirar os olhos, bufando ao se aproximar da jovem. — Você sabe o que eu odeio, toda essa sua farsa de boa moça.

— Olha, não é só porque eu não sou louca pela vitória que sou uma farsa — Argumentou, não gostando da acusação.

— Sim, você é. Faz noção do que estamos vivendo? De onde estamos? — A calmaria de Yizhuo, misturada com sua derrota, esquentava ainda mais o seu sangue. Odiava aquilo tudo, odiava parecer ser a única que ainda surtava com o fato de estarem presos por Deus sabe-se lá o que. — Você finge que é uma pessoa altruísta, mas eu sei a verdade.

Você deu um passo à frente, prensando a morena contra o vidro.

— Você nem ao menos percebe a gravidade dessas disputas, apenas gosta da adrenalina, gosta dos jogos, de se fingir como “ser superior”, e isso que me irrita, pois ajuda os outros pelo motivo errado.

Yizhuo permaneceu alguns minutos em silêncio antes de soltar um riso anasalado, que foi emendado por uma gargalhada.

— E o que tem de errado nisso? — Ela ergueu o canto de seus lábios em um sorriso sombrio, diferente dos demais. — E daí que eu gosto da adrenalina? De ser aplaudida? Eu nunca tive isso minha vida toda.

— Você tem um parafuso a menos — Murmurou, desistindo daquela confusão e começando a se afastar.

Ao menos era o que pretendia, antes de Yizhuo segurar seu pulso, trocando suas posições e te prendendo entre seu corpo e o vidro.

— E quem aqui não tem, hm? Você é viciada em ganhar, e não vem me dizer que é apenas "o que estão exigindo de nós", pois ninguém precisava morrer por conta disso, diferente do que você pensa — A morena se aproximou, acariciando sua bochecha com o polegar.

Você estranhou o toque, mas… Não conseguiu se afastar, fixando seus olhos nos dela.

— A adrenalina é boa, é algo a nos agarrarmos aqui — Yizhuo sussurrou, deslizando sua mão por suas madeixas, descendo ao pescoço com suavidade. — É algo para comemorarmos, nos deixar vivas, temos esse direito também — Suas mãos desceram mais um pouco, pelo seu ombro, antebraço, e buscaram sua cintura. — Você também pode gostar da adrenalina, gostar de como ela esquenta seu corpo, acelera seu coração.

Você sentiu sua respiração se descompassar, acompanhando os movimentos da mão da Ning com os olhos, hipnotizada por sua fala mansa e a forma como ela se aproximou mais de seu corpo, sussurrando ao pé de seu ouvido. Fazia tanto tempo que você não era tocada, que quase se esquecera da eletricidade do contato físico, por mais que nunca tivesse estado tão sedenta quanto agora para retirar as roupas de alguém.

— Você quer que eu te mostre um pouco disso? — Questionou em um novo murmúrio, deslizando a mão para a barra de sua bermuda despojada que utilizava.

Não teve coragem o suficiente para responder à indagação, mas suspirou profundamente, ansiosa, sendo o suficiente para Yizhuo que adentrou o tecido jeans, acariciando sua vagina por cima da calcinha.

— Nunca pensei que você ficaria molhada para mim — Yizhuo comentou, voltando a lhe olhar nos olhos enquanto brincava com seu corpo. Você se apoiou mais no vidro, com medo de suas pernas cederem, e mordeu o lábio inferior observando o balançar da cabeça da morena, como uma serpente, que aproximava os lábios dos seus, ameaçando um beijo que nunca acontecia.

Ela estava no total controle, talvez fosse aquele o seu verdadeiro dom.

Então, sem avisar, sentiu os dedos da garota adentrarem sua roupa íntima, agradecendo pela bermuda folgada o suficiente para permitir aquela ação. Você arfou com a palma da mão colada em sua genitália, brincando com seu clítoris enquanto ela abocanhava seu pescoço em diversos beijos e chupões. Você finalmente ousou se movimentar, emaranhando suas mãos nas madeixas acastanhadas quando Yizhuo posicionou uma de suas pernas no meio das suas, erguendo o joelho levemente, feito uma cadeira. Você sentiu seus dedos vagarem em movimentos de vai e vem, querendo adentrar em você apesar da impossibilidade e dificuldade de suas posições.

Você não sabia, mas já havia perdido desde o momento em que os olhos selvagens de Yizhuo cruzaram com os seus. Estava perdidamente entregue aos seus atos, deleitada com seus cuidados; essa era, ao seu ver, a verdadeira derrota.

E pela primeira vez, nem ao menos conseguiu se importar com isso.

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Lee!∆lice for the soul

Looks like Oliver found her weak spot >:33

To those who are probably confused, he's poking her with his pencil hand- :3