#readers i squeed

[readercognito]

Lantern Plankton Migration

Nereus x Reader

(Y/n) shot Flora a withering look, not to be combated with Flora’s famous puppy eyes. But (Y/n) held her ground…For ten seconds.

“Fine! I’ll go to the stinking party!” (Y/n) caved, throwing her arms in the air.

Flora cheered, choosing to ignore (Y/n)’s next comment “Who knew that zooplankton migration was Andros’ version of summer solstice…” 

“I’m so glad you're coming! No one else can, other than Aisha. And I’ll get to show you off as the newest member of the winx club!” Flora said excitedly.

“And here I was hoping to have a quiet Saturday after all that Trix nonsense…” (Y/n) said grumbling, but couldn’t help the smile that shone through. “Well, at least it’ll be a fun Saturday with my BFF!” (Y/n) said, jumping into the excitement right along Flora.

“Right?! And I have the perfect outfits for us!” Gushed Flora.

“Oh, is it…?” (Y/n) said, hyping her best friend up. Pointing to a certain set of outfits in Flora’s closet.

“You guessed it! We’re splitting the co-ords!” Flora squeed. 

“YAAS! But I call dibs on using the top.” (Y/n) said, and grinned with mock cunning.

“Aww…so mean.” Flora said with false disappointment.

And that’s how the girls showed up to the party. (Y/n) wore a flutter sleeve tube top with a tropical floral pattern and a pair of white high-waisted shorts. While Flora was rocking a maxi skirt of the same pattern, with a slit to the mid-thigh and a black lettuce edge crop top. Aisha came swayed over to the girls,

“Well, well, don’t you look like a pair of baddies!” She said, hugging both girls. “So glad you guys came.”

Flora gave nothing but a smile, (Y/n) laughing “Like we would miss it! Plus Flora threw those puppy eyes at me… Can’t ever say no to that.”

The girls all laughed at (Y/n)s’ little joke. Aisha turned towards the moon pool in the center of her family's pavilion walking (Y/n) and Flora over to greet her cousins.

“You haven’t met my cousins yet have you (Y/n)?” Asked Aisha as they made their way over.

“Can’t say I have, I was in Linphea College during that whole ocean… fiasco.” (Y/n) said, shrugging. Waving her arms around a bit when mentioning the betrayal of Tritannus.

“Well you’ll get to meet them now!” Aisha said as the girls got to the pool, turning and gesturing to two of the mer-people within the moon pool “Hey guys! I know you know Flora, but we have a brand new member of the winx club! This is (Y/n).” She said, presenting (Y/n) to the merman and mermaid. (Y/n) smiled and gave a little wave. “(Y/n), these are my cousins Tressa, and Nereus!” Aisha said pointing to the mermaid, and merman respectively.

“OH! So you’re fishlips’ brother!” (Y/n) said before she could stop herself. Seeing Nereus and Tressas’ confused glances she continued “Sorry, little nickname I gave him during Flora and I’s talks. So sorry about that whole thing by the way, it must have been devastating for you three. I just wished he didn’t get pushed to that point, ya know?” (Y/n) said a bit melancholy.

Nereus gave a solemn nod in agreement. Her sentiments (and playful insult) instantly endeared (Y/n) to him.

Tressa decided to lighten the mood, “Ah, it’s all in the past now… Come on! the lantern plankton are about to arrive!” She said diving into the moon pool.

Aisha and Flora transforming into their sirenix forms and diving in after her, Nereus hesitated with (Y/n). Waiting patiently to follow after her.

“What’s the matter?” asked Nereus when (Y/n) made no moves to enter the moon pool.

“Would now be a bad time to mention that I don’t have any spells to help me breathe underwater?” (Y/n) said, gesturing towards the pool where her friends disappeared.

Nereus laughed, it was a little funny to see someone so confident get nervous so quickly. 

“Here, stay next to me. I think I’ve got something for that.” Nereus said gently, pulling (Y/n) into the water.

(Y/n) chose not to protest, even though her clothes were getting wet. She was curious to see what the ocean prince would do. Nereus gently placed his arm around (Y/n)'s waist, amazed at her immediate trust in him, wondering aloud.

“You trust quickly,” he said.

“Oh no I don’t! But Flora trusts you.” (Y/n) said her expression turning serious “Which means you're someone worth putting at least a little faith in.” (Y/n) said, instantly returning back to her lighthearted teasing.

Nereus felt his cheeks warm a bit at the statement. He wasn’t sure why, since most people he knew praised his good character. But hearing from (Y/n), who was such a bombastic and friendly person herself, made it feel like guppies were swimming around in his gut. Realizing that (Y/n) had been patiently waiting for him for a bit he hurriedly placed an underwater breathing spell on her. Tucking her to his side and swimming her into the open water. Which made (Y/n) realize something about the spell rather quickly…

“You jerk! Ya could’a told me that the spell keeps you dry!” said (Y/n) playfully, slapping Nereus on the arm.

“Oh, my apologies! I guess I don’t really consider these sorts of things…” Nereus said, cheeks flaming with embarrassment.

(Y/n) couldn’t help but laugh, covering her mouth trying to hide her smile. “Relax, I’m not actually mad. Now come on, take me to this plankton march… thing.” she said,

“The lantern zooplankton migration?” Nereus said, raising a playful quizzical eyebrow. 

He wasn’t used to people talking so relaxed with him, being a crown prince and all. But he was enjoying it. (Y/n) brought out a playful side to him that he hadn’t had since his brother's banishment.

(Y/n) just rolled her eyes with a laugh, allowing Nereus to swim her to the observation area. Meeting up with Aisha, Flora, and Tressa. They talked until the plankton appeared. It was a beautiful sight, it was like glowing living smoke. The colors shifted with the twists and turns of the zooplankton colony. Everyone was quiet with awe, the occasional sounds of wonder murmuring through the crowd at a particular color shift or swirl of the plankton.

Then something amazing happened, while the rest of the spectators with a large swath of the lantern plankton, a small arm of the colony meandered it’s way to (Y/n). Swirling around her (Y/n) reached out to them, playing with the little creatures pushing them to and fro. Nereus gazed at her, smitten. It was like an aquatic halo of multicolored light surrounded (Y/n), highlighting all her glorious features. Nereus could only equate what he was witnessing, to the magnetic beauty of a siren. Her light hearted genuine laughter was music to his ears. Nereus was bewitched by her, body and soul. Only the lantern plankton hurrying back to their migration was what returned him from his stupor. The tail end of the colony disappears into the ocean waters, causing the spectators to return to their homes.

The swim back to the party was a jovial one. Aisha gushed about (Y/n) and the lantern plankton, since it was something that no one had ever seen before. (Y/n) described how wonderful it felt to be amongst such amazing creatures. And it wasn’t until the trio of girls started making their good-byes that Nereus realized he might not see (Y/n) again for quite some time. It was now or never.

(Y/n) heard Nereus call her over, when got closer to him he waved her down to his level. However when (Y/n) leaned down, she felt lips on her cheek and heard a splash.

“Nereus! I’m so gonna get you back for that!”

[wongyuseokie]

Silky | c.s.c

Summary: Your boyfriend got his hair permed and wants to know if it still feels as soft when you tug on his hair, mainly when he’s laid between your thighs. 

☆ 18+ minors dni |☀︎fluff | ♕ smut |  ♥ completed works Word Count: 628 words Pairings: Seungcheol x Female Reader Genre/Trope(s)/AUs: Smut & fluff Content Warnings: Smut, fluff Smut Warnings: Smut, pussy eating, fingering, overstimulation. Is rough pussy eating a thing? Idk. Cum licking. Overstimulation, 

Authors Note: Thank you, my soulmate @here4btsfics, for beta'ing this so quickly and indulging my thirst thoughts about Cheol 💕 . Also, thank you so much to @seungkwansphd for indulging me and calling me a menace for writing this fic hehe ily 💕 Authors Note 2: This is literally because of Seungcheol being the cutest human ever with his permed fluffy hair, and like any sane person, I made it smutty😇 Banner Credits: @classicscreations Crossposted to AO3 © wongyuseokie 2023. All rights reserved.

“Oh my goodness, Cheol, you look adorable,” you squeed when your boyfriend came home from the hair salon that evening. 

“Really?” Seungcheol asked, and you nodded excitedly as you walked over to hug him, your arms wrapping around his firm torso. 

“My snuggly handsome boyfriend,” you mumbled into his chest. 

“Can I touch?” You asked as you let go of his waist. 

“Sure.” 

“Cheol, it’s so soft and silky,” you complimented as you ran your fingers through his now curly hair. 

“I’m glad you said that. I was worried that it wouldn’t feel as nice to hold,” Seungcheol said. “When do I ever hold your hair? I mean, the only time is, oh!” You chuckled when you realised what he was referring to. 

“Seriously?” You asked. 

“Baby. I’ve got to think about the important issues in life, and if my new hair does not feel nice when my face is buried in your pussy, what can you hold onto?” Seungcheol explained seriously, making you grin. 

“I’ll hold the sheets,” you said, making Seungcheol gasp. 

“How dare you! Absolutely not. Come on. We’re testing out the theory,” Seungcheol exclaimed as his arms wrapped around your waist and bent his head down to capture your lips with his. 

“Couch, please,” you mumbled, pulling away from the kiss for a second. 

“Just can’t wait, can you?” Seungcheol teased. 

“On second thought, I’m sure the bed sheets will feel just as good between my fingers,” you started to say, making Seungcheol pout as he pulled you over to the couch, helping to pull off your hoodie–well, his–off your body, and helped you lay down on the couch. He pulled off his shirt, revealing his toned torso and laid between your thighs. 

“No panties?” Seungcheol asked. 

“I’m at home. Why would I bother?” You replied cheekily. 

“Right, why would you,” Seungcheol mumbled and then wrapped his plush lips onto your clit and started to suck. Your hands twisted in his soft hair. You felt him sliding two fingers into your cunt, making you moan at the stretch. It felt so good as Seungcheol stuck his tongue out, flicking your clit, making your back arch. 

Seungcheol smirked against your cunt, as he decided to pick up the pace, moving his fingers more quickly inside you, his mouth never leaving your clit. You kept whimpering and moaning, which only made him increase his speed. Your legs shook as you came for him, falling apart on his tongue and fingers. Seungcheol groaned as he tasted your cum, smirking. He was pleased with the results, but he was far from done. 

Seungcheol moved his mouth away from your clit to catch his breath, only to latch his lips back a moment later, making you whine in pleasure and pain. Seungcheol’s lips stayed wrapped around your clit while his tongue traced and circled the swollen nub. Seungcheol wrapped both his arms around your waist to hold you down. 

Seungcheol moved his mouth to your pussy, and shoved his tongue inside you while his fingers found your clit and started rubbing. Your grip on his hair got tighter, and he groaned at the sensation. Seungcheol’s groans vibrated against your cunt, and you held his hair for some semblance as you fell apart on his tongue again. 

You were so sensitive. You whimpered, trying to move away from his mouth. Seungcheol, however, didn’t care and lapped up your release. When he had finally cleaned you up with his tongue, you were shivering and on the precipice of another orgasm. 

“So sweet,” Seungcheol complimented as he adjusted himself to lay down next to you. 

“So, how’s the hair? Still, think you can grip it when I’m between your legs?” Seungcheol asked casually, making you grin shyly as you nodded. 

[chloe-skywalker]

Different - Draco Malfoy

Draco x Fem!reader Weasley

Warnings: none

Word count: 1,118

Summary: Y/n is a Weasley but she’s very different from her family. Her hair’s not red, she’s a Slytherin, and now? She’s dating Draco Malfoy. Will Ginny and Hermoine be able to help keep her brothers in the dark? Or will they find out no matter how hard they try?

Masterlist

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“I think Ron’s catching on.” Y/n rested her head on her arms, which more currently folded on the table in the liberty. Y/n was stressed hiding something when you have so many siblings around all the time was not easy.

“No trust me he’s not.” Hermione shook her head, trying to comfort her friend.

“Out of all our family Y/n/n, Ron would be the last to figure it out.” Ginny laughed. Ron was oblivious, Hermione knew that as much as anyone and started laughing as well. Although both noticed their friend still looked stressed about the situation.

“Don’t worry, Y/n.” Hermione gave Y/n a smile trying to ease her friend's mind.

“They're all gonna hate me when they find out.” Y/n referred to her family. Ginny was the only one who knew, her and Hermione. No one else on her part. Besides her parents.

“Mom and dad don’t hate you and they know. I know and I don’t hate you.” Ginny nudged her older sister arm to arm also trying to ease the tension.

“I don’t either and I don’t get along with Draco at all.” Hermione reached across the table to hold her hand. Y/n was originally nervous to tell Hermione, given her and Draco’s history. Their history also having played a part in why Y/n turned Draco down for so long. Till Hermione convinced her to say yes.

“It’s just… I’m already so different from my family- our family it’s-” Y/n started but got cut off. Often at times, Y/n didn’t do things because she didn't want to be even more different than her family. She didn’t have the Weasley's hair, she wasn’t a Griffindor, and now she’s dating a Malfoy?

“An that’s ok. We still love you.” Ginny smiled.

“Y/n/n, Draco has said unforgivable things to me but I support your relationship with him because you make eachother happy. And let’s face it, you make him a better person.” Hermione added, and it was true. Draco has been an ass to Hermione for years, but she cared about her friend's happiness.

“You do.” Ginny agreed with Hermione. Draco has been a different person since Y/n finally agreed to a relationship with him.

“That’s why we’re helping you.” Hermione squeed Y/n’s hand, giving her smile. “You're my friend, you're like a sister to me. So until your ready for your brothers to know, I’ll help you keep it a secret.”

Ginny placed her arm around her older sister's shoulder in a half hug. “And if they don’t like it you really think mom won’t rip them a new one?”

The three laughed at Ginny’s statement, the 3 girls knowing very well how true her words were. After the laughing calmed down they decided to have a girls night in the common room for Gryffindor.

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“I don’t care about what your brothers will think, you know that right?” Draco asked, he knew she was scared of what they’d think, and he completely understood where she was coming from.

“I know. I’m grateful for that. I’m just worried for their reactions.” Y/n smiled up at him through her lashes, since she was resting her head on his shoulder. “Weren’t you nervous about your parent's reaction? They weren’t to thrilled if I recall correctly.”

Y/n shrugged his arm off looking down, sometimes it felt like everyone in their world didn’t want them together. Draco turned a bit in his seat adjusting himself so he could face her. Lifting her chin up to look him in the eyes. “On this matter. I only care about what I think. Besides my mother loves you, and between my two parents the opinion on you would only matter from her.”

“I don’t care what they think of you, of us. I just don’t want them to hate me. For not telling them, for keeping a secret, or just because- hell I could think of a bunch of things.” She told him letting out a shaky laugh out of nerves.

“They won’t.” Draco reassured, hoping to ease her nerves. “AN if they do. That’s their loss. But you’d still have your parents, Ginny, Hermione, my mom, and you have me.”

“That’s all I really need.” Y/n smiled reaching up to pull him into a kiss.

“Woah.” Fred and George said at the same time. Both twins were just as shocked as the couple sitting in front of them. Draco and Y/n didn’t even bother to move away from eachother, they were caught making out anyway so no use.

“Ummmm- hey?” Y/n said awkwardly looking at her older brothers.

The twins looked at eachother having a silent connection before looking at the couple. “We have one question.”

“What is it?” Draco asked.

“How long?” Fred asked curiously.

“8 months.” Y/n answered confidently.

The twins looked at eachother again before turning back to face the young couple. “One more question.”

Y/n laughed at her brother's antics. “Yes?”

“Not for you.” Fred said smiling at his little sister.

“Oh” Y/n gulped nervously

“You.” The twins spoke at the same time, pointing to Draco.

“Me?” Draco asked worried slightly.

“Yes.” They answered trying not to laugh.

“What is it?” Draco gulped but was ready to answer anything they ask.

“Do you love her?” George asked with an unreadable look. Which un-nerved Draco and Y/n a little bit.

“Yes. I do.” Draco answered after a short moment of thought before looking at Y/n.

“I love you too.” Y/n smiled looking at him, shocked since they were taking things really slow and they hadn’t said ‘I love you’s’ yet.

“Then we’re good.” The twins stated smiling widely.

“Really?” Y/n asked hopeful that she might have at least two of her brothers on her side and ok with her relationship.

“Yeah.” He smiled at her, nodding.

“Thank you, guys! Don’t tell Ron!” Y/n called after them as they left the abandoned tower.

“We won’t!” They called back.

“That was better than you thought it’d be.” Draco commented letting out a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

“Yeah. I’m glad.” Y/n nodded letting out her own sigh of relief.

“I do think Ron will be a very different story though.” Draco admitted, truthfully he does not think Ron will accept it at all. Maybe not ever, if anything he might just become social with Draco but the young Malfoy doesn’t believe Ron will ever truly accept him. “We’ll deal with him when it comes to it.” Y/n said hoping that the day Ron finds out is very far in the future.

Tag: @gruffle1 @padawancat97

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Hades , Poseidon , and Qin Shi Huang with a fem gothic lolita reader please ?

I literally squeed when I saw this! I absolutely adore Lolita fashion!!!

-Your fashion choices were certainly unique, dark with frills and bows, platform Mary Janes to make yourself seem a bit taller, you looked like a little doll, dark but beautiful.

-It did take time each day getting ready, between getting dressed, doing your makeup, doing your hair, and choosing the accessories to go with your outfit for the day, but he loved it.

-He knew the work you put into looking like this, it wasn’t just something you could roll out of bed and change into, this was something that required time and dedication, and he fully supported it!

-He was fiercely protective of you, as you looked so delicate and adorable, you caught the eyes of many, and those wouldn’t hesitate to try to come up and flirt with you, thinking you were as innocent as you looked.

-However, you were extremely loyal to (Love), you only had eyes for him, something he loved, and you wouldn’t hesitate to open your umbrella in their faces to block them, telling them to leave you alone.

-That’s usually when (Love) would step in and handle things.

-Hades- Adored your fashion choice, would give you his arm to escort you like a gentleman and would always compliment your outfits and accessories. He would tease you for your platforms, when you would take them off, making fun of your height which would make your cheeks puff up in a pout, getting angry with him. It’s not you’re fault you were short and that most Lolita fashion looked good with tall shoes like that.

-Poseidon- As a king, he would always be there for his queen, letting you hold his arm and if he had his way, he wouldn’t let anyone approach you, as nobody was worthy. You were his queen, nobody else, and he loved it when you would pair little hints of nautical accessories with your outfits, it’s like you’re telling everyone that you’re his. Loves when you wear fishnet stockings, can’t help but stare when you wear them.

-Qin Shi Huang- You were his beautiful doll, one that he loved to have sitting in his lap, especially when he’s on his throne, showing you off to everyone with a secret smile that seemed to say, ‘she’s adorable and she’s all mine!’ Hates it when you get hit on, he knows you’re adorable, but when you’re with him, he expects others to respect him by not hitting in you. If you ever get uncomfortable that’s when he won’t hesitate to throw hands.

[daydreaming-of-doctor-who]

Can we imagine the reader (maybe a child or a teen) getting into trouble in the school and her/his parents are called there. That if (s)he asks the 6th Doctor to pretend to be her/his parent?

A/N: I love anything with the Sixth Doctor, so I definetly squeed with delight at seeing this! <3

Sixth Doctor stepping in as the Reader's Parent:

He would never admit it allowed, but he has some experience in this field. After all, he was a parent once at some point in his life.

So when you call him, informing him that you got in trouble at school, he acts like it's a trouble...but he's already on his way there. TARDIS dematerializing once he locks onto your coordinates.

Honestly, despite his act, he's a real softie at the hearts underneath that rainbow coat.

Whenever someone needs his help, he is always there for them.

Enter Dad!Sixth Doctor; "I am Y/N's legal guardian. What is the problem?" The principal informs him. "Seriously? Y/N is in trouble for that of all things? I've done FAR worse in my days at the Academy."

Despite how much the principal tries to warn him of the seriousness in the matter, Six isn't buying it.

"What Y/N has done is child's play compared to everything out there happening in the universe right that you don't even know about. Come on, Y/N, we're leaving! This school is not fit for you."

Despite his little argument with the principal, thinking of him as just another Borusa, once Six pulls you into the TARDIS, he continues to give you a talking to. "Don't think you're getting off of this scot-free either. You shouldn't do such things."

Does he not know he doesn't have to act like your parent anymore?

No...because to him, you are his family.

[katriniac]

I. AM. SCREECHING.

(in a good way)

Has anyone else read Sariel's route in the "Sweet Discipline" story event going on right now?

Putting aside the fact that he's not utilizing the punishment/reward psychology properly (remember: this is Cybird, and they only do 'fun-ishments' because that's what the majority of readers thinks is sexier. Sigh.), this was the peek into Sariel and MC's interior life that I was CRAVING.

Listen. I know he's not the best role model for a Dom. But he's not bad. Not bad at all. But he's the closest Cybird has ever given us for being a true Dom.

I don't want to turn this post into a thesis on where Sariel gets it right, and where he goes wrong. Maybe save that for another post. This post is about the story event moments that I squeed out loud.

Screenshots under the cut.

Here is a scene where he suggests a little training for MC.

Was the whip necessary to the plot?

No.

But was it necessary for us thirsty readers?

YES.

She's such a good girl. I adore how SERIOUSLY she's taking this.

Had I been in her place? I would have had trouble keeping both feet on the ground because I'd be dancing around with glee.

[toonlovr19]

Being Nice For a Change

Roy can’t believe what he’s been talked into. Ross and Robert have been pestering him about being nicer to Skid and Pump, to which Roy couldn’t believe that his two best friends were actually warming up to those two weirdos. He tried arguing that there was no way he would agree to it, but Rob and Roy were just way too persistent and Roy eventually had to give in.

The only problem was, Roy had absolutely no idea what they should say or do with Skid and Pump that they would like. The only times they ever interacted with each other was when they were picking on the little guys. That is, until the three boys heard laughter coming from the other side of the fence. When they peeked over, they could see the two spooky kids having a tickle fight in Skid’s backyard. They seemed to be enjoying it based on how giddy their laughs sounded and it was honestly kind of cute watching them play. This gave the Hatzgang an idea, and one that made Roy, in particular, grinned mischievously.

Later that day, Skid and Pump were walking down the street on the search for some spooky fun. They stopped dead in their tracks once they spotted the Hatzgang, watching as they walked closer to them. “Hey, losers!” Roy greeted rather rudely. Ross continued, “We wanna be nice to you for a change, so we want to hang with you two.” Skid and Pump’s eyes grew wide. “Really?!” They asked in unison. “Yeah, we want to play a game with you guys.” Robert answered.

“What game is it? What game is it?” Skid and Pump squeed, bouncing in excitement. Instead of answering, Roy snapped his fingers and Ross and Rob rushed over to Skid and Pump and grabbed them. Holding the younger kids under their arms and lifting them up to their chest, turning them around for them to see Roy smiling at the two. “Uuuhhh.. what are you doing?” Skid asked, clearly not understanding what the bullies were up to this time. “This isn’t a prank, is it?” Pump added, nervously.

Roy snickered, “Don’t worry, you two. This is all part of the game.” Skid and Pump looked at each other. What kind of game was this? Roy must of been a mind reader because as soon as they looked back at him he exclaimed, “The Tickle Game!” The second they heard that, the spooky kids froze and squeaked. Why would Roy of all people tickle them? He doesn’t even like their little games. They snapped out of their thoughts when they saw Roy’s fingers wiggle in their direction.

Skid giggled and try to squirm out of Rob’s grasp, while Pump avoided eye contact and made cheery wines. Different reactions that both have the same meaning: they were about get tickled and they’re anticipating for it to happen. “We haven’t already started and you’re already getting giddy!” Ross chuckled, followed by Rob saying, “You two are really in for something great!” Before either one of the spooky kids could respond, each of Roy’s hands were placed firmly on their stomachs. He slowly began to wiggle them.

Skid and Pump began giggling quietly, which soon became much louder as Roy’s fingers moved quicker. “Gootchie Gootchie Gooo!” He sang in a teasey voice. Roy always teased Skid and Pump, but this time he wasn’t saying mean things or calling them names. Instead, he sing songed some silly words and talked about the predicament they were in. That somehow made the sensation even more tickly.

“Royheeheeheehee! It tihihihickles!” Skid squealed as he twisted against Roy’s fingers. Pump emphasizes his friends point he cried, “It tickles!” Over and over again. “Ooohh... It tickles?” Roy teased, drawing out his words. “Yeah, I sure hope it dose!”

Ross and Roy looked at each other and chuckled, Skid and Pump were laughing like crazy and each of their laughter was very unique. Skid’s laugh was high pitched and squeaky, he almost sounded like Elmo from Sesame Street. And whenever Roy would hit a spot that was really ticklish, those giggles would turn into full blown cackles. As for Pump, his laughter could only be described as dopey. He just keeps going “Ahuh Ahuh Ahuh!” as he fidgeted in Ross’ arms. To make it even better, he would snort every once in a while.

Roy suddenly got an idea. He stopped his tickling to let the spooky kids catch their breath, then ask, “Which one of you is more ticklish.” “We don’t know....” Skid panted, still giggling from the phantom tickles. “You wouldn’t mind if I... tested it out, would you?” Skid and Pump gasped, what did he mean “test it out”? “But who should I tickle first?” Roy pondered, rubbing his hand against his chin. All Skid and Pump could do was giggle in anticipation, if they were going to be tickle one at a time, then one of them was going to have to wait as they watch their friend laugh and wiggle. And when they got tickled after, the impact would be so much more powerful. Roy knew what he was doing, the smirk on his face says everything.

Roy looked at Pump, who was very wiggly and giggly in particular. “You seem pretty excited, I think I’ll tickle you first!” Roy declared as he dug his fingers in Pump’s sides.

The poor Pumpkin squealed and flailed his arms. Every squeeze of the hips caused his laughter to temporarily rise. Skid anxiously watched as he fidget in place, knowing he was next. Hearing Roy’s tickle talk only made it worse. “Ooooh! You’re sides are squishy, Pump. You’re like a little squeaky toy!” Pump snorted. “Did you just snort? Geez, I can’t tell if you’re a pumpkin or a pig.” Roy could tell Pump was blushing under his pumpkin mask.

Skid couldn’t take it anymore, he looked away and covered his ears. “Is something the matter?” Rob asked the skeleton kid. “Watching Pump getting tickled is making me nervous.” Roy overheard that and looked at Skid mischievously. “Awww, poor Skid. Don’t worry, I can tickle you now if you want. Ross will tickle Pump for me.” Right as he said it, Ross tickled Pump’s armpits.

Thankfully, Roy’s voice drowned out Pump’s laughter. “Hmmm... I got an idea. What if both me and Rob tickled you?” “Oh, great idea, Roy! Is that ok with you, Skid.” Skid giggled at Rob’s question, it was really sweet for them to ask if Skid would be comfortable with that.

“I guess so.” Skid managed to answer. Rob wiggled his fingers into the skeleton’s armpits while Roy tickled his ribs and belly. Skid practically screeched, he wasn’t use to having multiple spots being tickled at once. And, of course, the two boys kept on teasing!

“Tickle Tickle Tickle!” Roy kept switching between the ribs and belly.

“Your laugh is cool, dude.” Rob commented.

“Yours too, Pump.” Ross followed up.

After a few more minutes of merciless tickling, the Hatzgang decided that the Spooky kids have had their fill. Skid and Pump sagged limply in Rob and Ross’ arms. “Did you guys have fun?” They both asked. After taking some giggly breaths, the little ones answered a very tired “Yes”, then they looked at Roy and said “Thanks for playing with us!”

Once they went on their separate ways, Rob and Ross congratulated Roy on being nice to Skid and Pump for a change. To which he kept denying but it’s pretty clear that he does care about them a little bit.

[mournivaldisco]

why so obsessed with the horus heresy? not very knowledgable abt warhammer i just want to make people infodump

Thanks for the ask! Infodump activated, please stand by

So my previous hyperfixation was the work of John Milton (doesn't sound relevant, but bear with me) and I wrote my undergrad dissertation on 'The Culpability of Milton's Eve' - basically examining to what degree Milton held Eve responsible for the Fall of Man. (My argument was she represents the pursuit of knowledge and freedom and therefore a necessary evil because those are inherently virtuous in Milton's mind - dude was a complex thinker.) The Horus Heresy takes heavy inspiration from Paradise Lost so I was drawn to that aspect. (There are moments in the climactic novel where the author, Dan Abnett, literally quotes PL and I squeed.)

Again on a personal level, my husband had been trying unsuccessfully to get me interested in Warhammer for about ten years before I finally picked up the first book in the series, Horus Rising, and was like '...huh. This is good. Husband, what's a primarch?' At the time I was knee deep in postnatal depression and suddenly wanting to know What Happened Next in the story really helped get me through. That was 2019 and I think the last few books in the series hadn't yet been released, so I set myself the goal of finishing the whole thing before the finale was released.

The Horus Heresy including the Siege of Terra is 64 novels. It's a commitment and I was Ready.

What do I love about it? It's epic mythology and covers so much ground while at the same time following tiny plot threads right to the end. The Legions and primarch details are very satisfying to a neurospicy mind. The books are...variable in quality, but when they're good, they blow your socks off. Know No Fear, for example, is pure cinema. I also find it hilarious that the final book is so long that the publishers physically could not print it as a single volume, so it was split into three. And you can tell Dan Abnett was having a whale of a time. He's the same author who started the series with Horus Rising 18 years earlier. There are a bunch of authors who wrote for the series and that gives it a nice variety in terms of style, favourite characters and so on.

Character-wise, we have my blorbo Garviel Loken, who starts Horus Rising from his perspective. He's the reader's way into the madness of what's going on as he is quite human for a Space Marine. My other favourite is Sanguinius, who is an angel vampire primarch (how can I not love him) with huge wings. His sort-of-dad, the Emperor of Mankind, has a whole thing where he constantly denies that he is a god despite all evidence to the contrary and he also has this son who is casually an angel, so that's fun. Sanguinius is the best boy but doesn't believe it because he also craves blood. He also is besties with Horus but unfortunately is destined to die by his hand. I am obsessed.

I love writing fanfic and there's such potential in the Heresy for missing scenes and exploring the characters' emotions - and shipping 😏

In conclusion it is awesome and I love it thank you for coming to my TED talk 😆

[chainsawcorazon]

didnt expect my current dc fanfics to get translated into other languages so soon, but the fact that it’s the one about zod proposing marriage between jon and lor that got picked up by a reader….. not gonna lie lads, i squeed. jon + lor = mon nation, we might win just yet

[xxsquiddkiddxx]

A Get-To Know Me Page (I'll post at some point XD)

Name: Cas or Squeed

Gender: I'm genderfluid (She/They pronouns)

Age: 18

Sexuality: Queer and AroAce

What in the name of all that's holy am I doing here???: Honestly, I'm mostly here to read fanfics, but I'll probably post stuff here at some point, too. XD Things like writing, poetry, or art. Honestly, just random crap. I'll probably do fics too, honestly.

Some silly lil' facts??:

○ I'm autistic with PTSD

○ I was qualified for "Gifted and Talented" when it came to writing and the arts.

○ I'm almost a published author!

○ My special interests are Percy Jackson, Disney, Marine Biology, The Brain and it's funcitons and MCR.

If I write fics, it'll probably be for:

Gerard Way

Leo Valdez

John Bender

JD (Heathers)

Party Poison

And other assorted characters

I WILL write:

Fluff

Angst

X Reader

Ship content (only if it's canon though. I'm not a fan of the ship community XD)

Platonic Relationships

Romantic Relationships

Age Gap

I WILL NOT write:

NSFW/Smut

Rape/Non-con

LITERALLY ANYTHING WITH SMUT IN IT!?

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I do requests! It might just take me a minute to get to them. I read everything I'm requested, I promise XD

Hooray for stuff :D

Other Media You Can Find Me On :)

Instagram: @xxsquid_kid._xx

Instagram (Art): @squid_.kid_.art

TikTok (Main Account) @xxsquid_kid._xx

TikTok (Art/Poetry): @squid_.kidd_.art

Wattpad: @XxSquidKidxX

Tumblr (psst, that's here): @xxsquiddkiddxx

[renohasbigtits]

:) please can I request a F reader x Reno but as friends having a cheeky holiday away. Oneshot

Here you go 😘

Happy Holiday

“Hurry up y/n!” Reno whined. “We should have left foreverrrr ago!”

You were rushing to finish packing and trying to ignore you’re friends whining.

“Reno shut up! I’m almost done!” You replied with trying to squeed last bit of clothes in.

You, Reno and Rude we’re about to go on a long overdue vacation to Costa del Sol, a beach where you’re worries go away and where the best alcohol is served!

Thing is, Reno had forgotten to wake you up, so now, You’re both running late!

Annoyed, Reno run upstairs to we’re you were, with his hands crossed.

“C’mon!!! Rude’s gonna be pissed!”

“And who’s fault is that??”

“Uhhhh…”

As Reno was pondering, you finally got the last bit of clothes to fit in the side of the suitcase.

“Done!” You excelled.

“Great!” Reno said. “Now that’s let’s goooooo!”

-

“Ahhh! It’s so pretty here!” You said happily. It was so beautiful. The beach was small but so pretty. The sand lightly matched the sun sharp but pretty rays.

“I can’t wait to get tanned.” You said to yourself.

“And I can’t say wait for the alcohol.” A certain redhead said as he walked next to you, now completely shirtless.

You rolled you’re eyes at him. Reno had been waiting to try the alcohol around since it was dubbed “the best drink to melt you’re downs away!” and alcohol was definitely his second best friend.

“Well first, let’s relax before we get drunk.”

Reno shrugged, but relented. “If you insist.”

-

The sun had started to go down as You and Reno were relaxing on the now empty beach. Somehow, it looked better at night.

“Ahhh!” You exclaimed again. “This is the best Vacation ever!”

Reno giggled a little. “Yeah? Well you can thank me for that. Convincing Tseng to let us go on vacation wasn’t easy.”

You turned to Reno. “You convinced him to let us go on vacation?”

Reno nodded. “Yeah. We’re all pretty exhausted after so many missions, so I thought I’d try to give us a break.”

You couldn’t have believed it. What did he say to convince him? Tseng was very hard to reason with, so it must have been hard to get him to say a yes.

“Wow, thanks Reno. I don’t know what loops you had to jump through to get this to happen but I couldn’t be anymore grateful.” You said sincerely, which Reno smiled at.

“Don’t mention it. Now, let’s go find Rude and go to the best bar’s around!”

You couldn’t have helped but giggle at him but what could you say? He was you’re friend after all.

[doctorweebmd]

Dropping by to say I have been reading Battle of the Bands this weekend and not only has it CONSUMED MY LIFE for the past weekend (and ruined my sleep schedule), but it has also had a really big effect on me and I am sitting at home right now in front of my desk, working from home in my silly little corporate job with this big achey feeling in my chest knowing I'm coming to the end of a fic I've really loved.

I'm sure I will be spewing comments when I actually get to the end, but I just wanted to let you know that I think you're a fantastic writer! I feel really inspired by the way you write metaphors, like I truly sit there like dayuuuum I gotta get me some of that!!! Bonus points for the fact they are always so hilarious and on point! And they read as very natural, like you just plucked it right out of your brain and didn't have to agonise for hours to think of something like some people (mentioning no names.... Me). I sat down and splurged an extra 800 words into my current WIP this morning because reading your fic has me so hyped up and inspired. It's the best feeling, and I know you can be super hard on yourself or critical of your own work sometimes!

Just know, as a reader I am totally absorbed, your writing style feels so unique to you as a person in the absolute best way, you clearly have a natural talent for storytelling and a wonderful way with words.

And I wanted to be able to tell you that, not even on anon!!!!! Thank you for sharing all these wonderful works with us (best believe I will be gulping down the ones I haven't read next)

❤️❤️❤️

AHHHHHH PLEASE i've read this message like 10 times already today. The fact that its coming from such a talented and accomplished writer like yourself is seriously such a huge compliment! game recognize game or something like that lmao

I saw your comment on the first chapter the other day and squeed in joy! to be honest since its an 'older' fic (even though its just two years old!!! the passage of time is meaningless!!!) i dont really get comments on it anymore BUT reading your words made me so excited and want to reread a couple of chapters!!! man i love that story. it was such a blast to write and honestly i miss those kids. out of all the endings i've written i think battle of the bands might just be my favorite one idk just... falling in love and finding success together and finding a partner in someone you respect and want to grow and change together... and writing the cheesy songs they sing together and AHHH i miss them they make my heart so warm

BUT. i'm so so so so thrilled that you wrote more on your WIP!!! adlfkjalksjdfalksfj ahh that seriously makes me so happy!!! please keep writing your beautiful words and changing people's lives and putting smiles on people's faces!

gosh thank you so much for your kindness!!! i've felt so weird and disillusioned about by bnha writing for a little while now, to be honest, so to hear this from you was something i really really needed. thank you so so so so much and i honestly can't express my gratitude for your thoughtfulness. i love you you're amazing and thank you x500

[mangodestroyer]

Idk, I'm kind of getting tired of writing one-shots. I want to write out a novel length story, like I used to years ago. Maybe even a series. With its own world building and everything. But it's hard for me to come up with anything that isn't just... meh. Or something that's basically just a premise story. Or if it does sound cool, I have no fucking idea how to go about writing it. The most I've come up with so far that I actually see myself writing is a story that... will likely only be four chapters long? And again, it's only alright, which is a step above "meh" in my book.

I get it, one-shots are good writing practice. But they get so boring fast. There's hardly any investment required. You type up 1-3k words, maybe sometimes 5k, and then you edit, revise, edit, revise until you finally decide it's complete. And tbh, it does not take much to plan something out that is such a short length. It takes a lot more to plan out, say, twenty chapters because you have a lot more going on and it becomes more vital to make sure that every moment ties together with everything else going on with the story.

Also, I miss getting super excited over working on a project. And holy shit, I miss having a reader or two who would get super invested and follow along with my longfics. I never realized what a blessing readers like that are, until I had a period where I did post multi-chapter fics but no one was commenting. Seriously, I miss walking home from middle/high school, whipping out my laptop, typing up a very poorly written chapter I only read through once for spelling errors (if I bothered at all), and excitedly posting it to ffnet or quotev while other teenagers with horrible taste squeed over it. Where did the passion go?

[tardispowered]

Doctor Who (?) Episode Review: Mrs. Bradley Mysteries

There is nothing I like better than spotting Doctor Who alumn out in the wild. Whether it’s sitting down for a BBC cozy mystery (and they usually are with me) and seeing Davison (it usually is),  or watching a bad movie with no idea I’d be smacked in the face with Eccleston (Gone in 60 Seconds. We’ll get to it) it’s always a unique joy. Which is why this little series, because if it exists, why not talk about it?

The show in question? The Mrs. Bradley Mysteries. A sadly short lived series of a woman of a certain age in the 1920’s, running around solving crimes. Think of it as Phryne Fisher in advanced middle age. It also co-stars Neil Dudgeon who played DCI John Barnaby in Midsomer Murders (which I watched all seventeen seasons of when it was on Netflix. You may say I have a problem, I say I have a solution)

The episode in question? A Death At the Opera (which is listed as S1E1 elsewhere, but S1E2 on Amazon Prime where I watched it.) The titular Mrs. Bradley visits her old finishing school to give a lecture and murder most foul happens. As it does. The opera is, of course, the Mikado. (the opera is always the Mikado) and the Who alumn we are here for?

Max Valentine.

/joins the other fangirls in heaving a collective sigh.

Oh, baby Tennant, why are you so lithe and pretty? And looks particularly good in just a shirt and bracers! (aka suspenders. Which apparently means something entirely different over the pond. Go fig)

Max Valentine is the singing instructor and also, it seems, the general art instructor of the young ladies on the premises. It’s quite entertaining to see him directing the opera (what little of it he does) and the art class was a pretty great scene as well; as at one point the dialogue went something like:

Student: This is supposed to be a life drawing class. Valentine: Well we’d need a live model for that. Student: /looks pointedly at baby!Tennant. Me: 

Alas, Valentine does not pose, and that honor instead is left to George Moon aka Neil Dudgeon. Which is no great loss as yowza. (I love the BBC)

Throughout the episode, Valentine is a joy to watch. Even if he’s not the focus in the scene, if he’s there, you can see him looking concerned and slightly tense in the background. You also get to see him fairly angry with his business being pried into. There was also a teased ménage a trois with him and two other ladies. Though, teased in the sense that I’m not actually sure whether it happened or it was just suggested by Mrs. Bradley. You get to see various shades of Tennant here. Angry Tennant, broody Tennant, mischievous Tennant, and in a really cute scene, happy to be with someone he cares about Tennent.  

Look at this snarky bastard.

Unfortunately, however, though his character has great buildup, his actual plot line (and the plot line of the episode) fizzled out near the end and was pretty weak. I wasn’t really that satisfied by it. There were various clues that didn’t seem to go anywhere… and there was an odd scene with Tennant being reflected in a mirror as if he was listening to something, being concerned and heading away that had no follow up.

Now, the Mrs. Bradley Mysteries ran from 1998-2000 (with a whole five episodes! Oh, BBC), which of course means this is well before the tenth Doctor made an appearance. It must have been hard for Who fans at that time. The last DW thing that had aired was in 1996.  But, for anyone who tuned in to this particular episode, they got to see an old familiar face.

And let me tell you, fam, I squee’d like a banshee. (see: not problems, solutions). It didn’t help that I had just been surprised by his appearance in Vera (another BBC mystery, more on that episode later), but here he was, acting alongside Tennant

Or in this case, in front of and slightly to the left. Also you see Tennant over his shoulder almost this entire scene which is just hilarious. 

and (briefly) acting with him.

This is brilliant for three reasons.

1] A  Two for One Who Alumn! Pretty rare to see. Not to mention to see it with two Doctors at once.

2] The fact that future father-in-law was in a show with future son-in-law and just knowing what would eventually happen made the context even greater. Though I told myself if Georgia Tennant showed up I was quitting. (spoilers: she didn’t. :c)

3] Tennant’s Doctor is the fifth Doctor so in that brief two seconds I imagined a lot of inner fanboy glee. Granted, Tennant had probably met Davison before and maybe loads of times. But squee does not end where familiarity begins.

Sadly, Davison has a very short (and pretty abrupt) cameo here as Inspector Christmas. (Also, Christmas? Valentine? That is just gold). He came, he fanboyed over Mrs. Bradley. He left. He does appear in subsequent episodes (at least one so far) and seems to have the hots for her and that’s nice to see. But in this episode, he is criminally underused. Not that I am suggesting he have a starring role or anything, but make the transition a little less jarring.

 So, is this episode good? Eh, debatable. But it’s certainly not bad either. It’s a middle of the road episode with squee-worthy talent. And well worth watching if you enjoy Tennant. If you prefer Davison, however, I’d wait for the next episode to see him well utilized.

[deathmetalunicorn1]

I have a request for ROR! Teenager!Reader who asks if the ROR characters can become her partner for the father-daughter or guardian-charge prom! If you are not busy, of course!

OMG this is so cute, I squeed when I read this! <3 <3 <3 Have some fluffy goodness!

-You stare down at the poster, having received one as you were leaving school for the day, advertising the annual daddy-daughter dance. Your father was not in the picture, not that you were bothered or upset about it, you had a new family, a better family, full of people that loved you and would do anything for you.

-You felt nervous, arriving home, hiding the poster in your bag, as you had someone in mind to ask to go with you, but at the same time, you felt anxious, worried that he was going to say no.

-After plucking up your courage and finding him alone, you approach him, but your words become stuck as you turn red, holding your hands out, holding to poster towards him for him to take, not looking at his reaction.

-Kojiro- “Ahh a dance? Oh-it’s a father daughter dance. Do you want to go?” you nod silently, still bright red which made him smile softly, a large hand coming to the top of your head to ruffle your hair lightly, “Sure, it will be fun!” his answer made your eyes sparkle as you beamed up at him, making him grin fondly down at you, happy that you chose him.

-Odin- His silence was almost intimidating as he read over the poster, seeing what it was for, before looking down at you, red faced and not looking at him, embarrassed. A fondness grew in his heart as his gaze softened slightly, feeling pleased that you chose him out of all of the other candidates. He lowered his hand to your head, patting gently, “I’ll go with you.” Your shock was to be expected, eyes wide as you gazed up at him before the brightest smile went across your face, making the warmth in his heart grow even more.

-Ares- Fell to his knees, holding the poster up to the sky, tears streaming down his face as a light from above shown down upon him, crying loudly, “You-you want to go with ME?!” You had to spend the next several minutes calming him down, but he was just so happy that you asked him to go with you to such an important dance.

-Adam- Eve was immediately gushing, holding her cheeks in her hand, seeing you ask her darling husband to go with you, her heart felt like it was going to explode before she went to find a camera. Adam was much calmer about it, but gave you a warm smile, cupping you cheek gently with a fond smile on his face that you asked him to go. He was a little less than pleased that he had get some clothes to wear, as he couldn’t show up wearing just a leaf, but for you, he was willing to make some sacrifices.

-Jack/Hermes- His elation was well hidden, but his smile was not as he instantly agreed to go with you, showing great interest in attending a function like this with you. He was the one to help coordinate your outfits, matching the colors of your favorite outfit, letting you paint your nails, and even did your hair for you. When the two of you arrived at the dance, you were both easily the best dressed out of all the father-daughter couples.

[olderthannetfic]

I used to think I hated kids in fiction, turns out I just hated poorly written kids meant to be squeed over. I love Lilo from Lilo and Stitch, she’s a kid who clearly has her own things going on. I love Anya from Spy x Family, she’s a weird kid for sure, but she’s clearly an actual character who isn’t just meant to look cute. (She is meant to be cute and she does it very well, but that’s obviously not the core of her writing!) Conversely, kids in a lot of shoujo manga seem to exist to be cute little angels so the protags can think about how much they wanna have babies one day and it just, blegh. Nothing ever made me want to consider having kids more than when I talked to my baby cousin and she explained the mating cycle of various insects to me before telling me she removed the heads of her ken dolls after her barbies kissed them. (I’m using barbie and ken as generic terms here.) Kids are weird and complicated and are much more appealing when written as such.

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Actual children are annoying little shits, but in a fun way.

"Adorable plot moppet" (used by another anon) is such a good term. I think it's from Smart Bitches, Trashy Books. The plague of cutesy plot device children who behave nothing at all like actual children is well known to the romance reader.