#tickle title ask meme

[wysteria-clad]

sweetly & softly.

pairing: moon boys x fem! reader; established relationship

a/n: a drabble or whatever this is considered as of some of the ways the moon boys show their love for you. sweet little things ♡

genre: fluff, slice of life, sappy/cheesy stuff.

warnings: none

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♡ Steven has a pinterest board multiple boards actually dedicated to you. Anything that reminds him of you, he pins it to the board titled 'My Love.' So simple, yet so sweet.

Occasionally Jake adds a couple of pins too, it ranges from a very specific absolutely ridiculous meme picture, to a picture of a beautiful sunset or a random yellow flower.

You absolutely melted when you found out about it. The board is messy, but super sweet and it captures how your beloveds see you.

♡ Jake memorized your favourite food and drink orders wherever you go. He remembers every single detail. If you hate something, he will causally remove it from your plate. If you love something, he will quietly add more to your plate from his.

♡ Marc is not usually good with his words. He is a man of action, and *so* good with his hands. He massages your feet without you having to ask or mention it. He reads your tells, he *knows* when you are tired, you don't even have to say anything. He reads your micro facial expressions and movements—a little frown on your lips, eyebrows narrowing, a tired smile, mischievous glint, Marc has a masters degree on it.

When you plop down on the couch or bed tiredly, he pulls your legs and places them on his lap and massages your legs and feet. His hard, calloused hands are ever so gentle with your feet. And then he kisses your toes tenderly, making you giggle and smile, "Stop it, that tickles!" You shouldn't have said that, it encourages him to do it more, leaving you in a fit of giggles and laughter.

♡ That time when Steven made a little care package for you when you had to leave and stay away from them for two weeks—your favourite snacks, copies of your two favourite books, scented candles. He also added handwritten love notes for each day from all three of them, and couple of their shirts sprayed with their perfume. This man goes above and beyond from you <3

Urgh. All three of them adore you, bestie <3

[6okuto]

AFTER BECOMING YOUR BOYFRIEND

gn!reader | bokuto, akaashi, atsumu, osamu, iwaizumi, matsukawa, kageyama, yamaguchi, sakusa

BOKUTO can't stop grinning and kissing you. his hands are stuck either cupping your face or holding your hips. he plants quick pecks to your lips and feels his heart rate pick up at your laugh. "i'm really your boyfriend," he repeats, convincing himself he isn't dreaming.

AKAASHI's entire body relaxes as he says "thank god." he leans forward to rest his head against your shoulder and huffs a laugh at himself. you bring your hand up to run your fingers through his hair. “did you think i’d say no?” “i was scared you would,” he murmurs. “and i don’t think i could bring myself to try returning the gifts.”

ATSUMU excitedly changes your contact where he already put a heart next to your name to be your new title: "MY PARNTNR/BOYFIRND/GIRLFJEND" (awful spelling included and vital). he adds emojis like 😁🫂💯🔥 before taking a screenshot to send to his group chat. he won't talk about how he almost sent it to you and nearly had a heart attack.

OSAMU texts to ask “when did you know you liked me?” later that night. he bites his lip and his eyes shoot lasers into the dots that show you’re typing. an embarrassed smile appears on his face when you say “when u apologized over and over after almost hitting me with a ball the first time we met :) u were cute” because it really was a cringe-worthy introduction, but at least you both liked each other since the beginning.

IWAIZUMI can’t stop thinking of getting you a gift. thinking of giving you a gift every once in a while wasn’t unusual, but he tries really hard to get a hold of himself when he realizes he's scanning every store he walks past for something you might like. he fails, obviously, when you end up getting a gift every time you meet up for the next few weeks.

MATSUKAWA blurts out "seriously?" after you say yes. he tries to ignore how his face heats up when you tilt your head and laugh. you’re still laughing when he pulls you into him as if to hug you, only to start tickling you. he jokingly threatens, “don’t laugh at me, i’m your boyfriend,” when you yelp and hit his side.

KAGEYAMA can’t stop replaying the moment you guys officially start dating in his head, even and especially while practicing. he’s setting the ball when he thinks about how you smiled and suddenly forgets what he's doing. his face is red from being flustered and the volleyball smacking him on the forehead.

YAMAGUCHI, when he has the time, marks down the date in his calendar. butterflies flutter in his stomach as he types out "WE’RE DATING !!!!!! :)) " in the notes. it's been less than a day and he's already (over)thinking of what to do to celebrate the closest, reasonable anniversary, whenever that is. in a month, probably, he thinks.

SAKUSA’s glad he has a privacy screen protector because if anyone noticed how often he opened your chat to reread your texts he’d never live it down. there’s a small smile under his mask at your silly flirting memes, and just the thought of how your “take care of yourself!” messages are with him as your boyfriend in mind.

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[hivemuthur]

Hello love,

I was hoping to request a jayvik x reader with depression. Ideally a modern college AU, maybe reader hasn't left their room in a few days and the boys check on them?? Angsty fluff?? Do with this as you will, take what you want leave what you don't, whatever you write will be amazing. Make sure you're resting, eating, and touching grass love <3

Hi love! I'm sorry it took so long, I feel like two weeks might just settle as my current waiting time :v I confirm that eating and touching grass has been done today. Here it goes!

Help me get back to your arms

viktorxgn!reader general audiences, Modern college AU, depressed reader, comfort and fluff

author’s note: title from Radiohead's song Motion Picture Soundtrack. And thank you guys for sending me such lovely requests. Forgot to say, @rennethen beta read this, thank you!

word count: 0,9K

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Your phone keeps buzzing, and after some time, you stop bothering to check. You bury your head under the pillow and groan. It’s only been two days, hasn’t it? Or was it more?

The vibrations become so annoying that you finally pick up your phone, intending to turn it off—until you see the notification, and your heart melts a little. Jayce and Viktor are bickering in your group chat over the propriety of the memes Jayce has been sending you. And while some of them are, well… corny, the whole conversation still makes you smile.

Until a sharp knock on your dorm room door makes you jump, and your phone slips from your hand before you can finish reading.

“Shit,” you mutter under your breath, calculating whether you can just ignore it.

“Hey, it’s me!” comes a cheerful voice, and you already know Jayce is pressing his ear to the door.

“And me,” Viktor adds, with a hint of sulk that makes you sure he just rolled his eyes at Jayce and huffed.

“Yeah, right! It’s us. Can we come in?”

You glance around your room—uh, it’s a mess. You glance down at yourself—uh, you’re an even bigger mess. But before you can answer, the door cracks open.

Viktor’s worried face peeks through, his eyes lighting up as soon as he sees you. “Hey, darling. Can we come in?”

He pauses, waiting for confirmation, and you find yourself frozen in place, standing in the middle of the room, unable to say anything. So instead, you just nod and hold your arms out in front of you.

Viktor is between them instantly, pressing your face into the crook of his neck, his hand rubbing slow circles over your back. Moments later, Jayce presses up behind you, resting his chin on top of your head and sealing the group hug by placing his hands on Viktor’s shoulders.

Their scents mix together, and suddenly, you find it easier to breathe. Their chests press against you, squeezing the exhales from your lungs, and warmth blooms deep in your ribs. Viktor’s hair tickles your cheek, and Jayce’s palm rubs the back of your neck.

It’s safe.

“We brought food,” Viktor offers, tilting your chin up with his finger and giving you a soft smile.

“Or rather, snacks, since we figured real food might be too demanding,” Jayce corrects, and Viktor rolls his eyes again, murmuring something under his breath.

You sigh, your body sagging slightly between them. Food is the last thing on your mind right now. Instead, you ask, voice quiet, “How did you even know I was here?”

Viktor’s lips curve into a knowing smile as he tilts his head toward Jayce. “He has been refreshing Find My Friends for the last couple of hours before we decided to check.”

Jayce scratches the back of his neck, looking a little sheepish. “Well… yeah,” he admits. “You weren’t answering, and we got worried.”

His eyes search yours, warm and careful, and after a moment, he asks, “How are you?”

You wince, and the reaction is instant—Jayce doesn’t push. Instead, he wraps you up in another firm hug, squeezing the answer out of you without making you say a word. “It’s okay,” he murmurs against your hair. “You don’t have to talk about it.”

Viktor, still holding your hand, squeezes it gently. “Do you want to watch a documentary instead?”

You nod, feeling the weight in your chest ease just a little.

“Good,” Viktor says, brushing his thumb over your knuckles before leading you toward the bed. “I have one on deep-sea creatures that might just lull you to sleep.”

“I like deep-sea creatures,” you mumble as you sit down.

Jayce chuckles. “Guess we’re watching creepy fish, then.”

The three of you settle onto the bed, shifting and adjusting until you find the right fit. Viktor puts the film on, the soft glow of the screen casting shadows across the room. You’re nestled between them, your head resting on Jayce’s arm, the steady rise and fall of his chest grounding you.

On your other side, Viktor nuzzles in, his head resting on your shoulder, his hair tickling the curve of your neck. His leg is lazily thrown over your hips, anchoring himself to you, as if making sure you won’t slip away. Their hands intertwine over your stomach, fingers laced together in a quiet show of solidarity.

For a while, the only sound is the deep-voiced narrator explaining the eerie bioluminescence of some deep-sea creature, but Jayce, never one to sit still for long, eventually rustles open a packet of jellies. He pops one into his mouth before holding the bag out to you.

You hesitate, but when he gives you a little nudge, you sigh and take one. As soon as you do, he grins knowingly and flicks his gaze to Viktor, who, despite his apparent focus on the documentary, quirks an amused brow.

“Predictable,” Viktor murmurs, his voice warm with affection.

Jayce just smirks, nudging your side playfully. “Yeah, yeah. But at least she’s eating.” Viktor hums in agreement, pressing the lightest of kisses to your shoulder before settling in closer. The weight of them, the warmth of their bodies, the way their presence demands nothing from you—it’s enough. For now, it’s enough.

[kiigan]

non-verbal meme prompts

@asparkleofmuses/Kakashi requested: [ lean ] sender leans on receiver [ nap ] sender falls asleep against receiver

ㅤShinobi were no strangers to rooftops - in fact, during their years of active career, they probably spent more time hopping from roof to awning and from awning to terrace than actually walking the streets below. Small wonder, therefore, that, when it came to selecting favorite places to hang out and enjoy some very rare moments of rest and tranquility, the choice would often also go to places far up.

Like at present.

ㅤIn fact, it seemed to be a perfect conjugation of factors. The early afternoon sun was bright and warm, but the shade cast by the water tank nearby provided a cozy spot to be lazy at for a couple hours. The gentle breeze helped to keep the temperature amiable and it also carried away the muffled noises coming from the hustling village at ground level. Add to this mix a pile of books resting beside him and, indeed, Itachi couldn't have asked for a better scenario to spend his break time at.

Perhaps the only thing missing was good company? 

ㅤAnd even that was adjusted before long, as a very familiar figure landed from the nearest building and went to join him. Good friends are the ones you can sit in comfortable silence with, or so they say, and so Itachi didn't think much of the quietness coming from his unexpected but welcome companion. Sometimes, that was all one needed - especially with the sort of life they led. Regardless, as the little bump came to his shoulder and then the very characteristic sensation of hair strands tickling his neck and cheek, the Uchiha couldn't help the soft laughter that escaped him; still, trying his best to not move and jostle Kakashi too much.

ㅤ«Captain,» the title was offered even though it'd been a few good years since last they shared an official team, in a mix of genuine respect and playful teasing, «I've been told I am too bony to make for a suitable pillow. Would you like a cup of coffee?»

[saytrrose]

Hey it’s been awhile since you reblogged that one nsfw ask meme yk what, fuck it why don’t you answer all of them with whatever ship you want 👀

HAHAHAAH OHHH ANON THIS TOOK MULTIPLE DAYS I HOPE YOU ARE HAPPY WITH CHESSPIECES-

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CHECKMATE NSFW ASK MEME (KINGER X QUEENIE)

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1. What was their first time like?

Kinda awkward at first, their first time together was Kingers first time with anyone. It was mostly just testing waters, slow and sweet and obviously not perfect but one time turned into another time and another so it must’ve not been that bad !! There was definitely a lot more communication and talking than actions in itself, learning about eachother and what they liked as they don’t immediately know right off the bat, and Kinger barely knows himself anyway.

2. Who usually initiates things?

Queenie is more assertive and overall confident. She usually starts things, but Kinger is not unknown to also do so.

3. How often do they have sex?

Not often actually, it’s not something super important to them in the first place but also, living in the circus kinda sucks and there’s not really a lot of free time in order to do so❗️💔

4. Who is louder/noisier?

Here!

5. Who is more sensitive?

Kinger probably.

6. What's foreplay often like?

They have a lot of prep, after all they are never in a rush. Lots of soft kisses all over, slowly trailing down and massaging- teasing- the teasing is definitely Queenie. Kinger just can’t, is Queenie wants something you mean he has to say no? But yeah, lube, condoms, all the wonderful things before they get into the real thing.

7. Favorite place to have sex?

They’ve probably only done it in their rooms before but for the sake of this question can you imagine if one time they snuck away mid-adventure during the day to like.. the castle or just into the hallway and Queenie pushed Kinger against the wall or hid in there and was being real risky? I’d say they could’ve done something like that once which Queenie loved, but Kingers far too paranoid so he’d prefer their bedrooms.

8. Favorite position to have sex?

Basic/Common positions- Kinger likes missionary most because he’s a vanilla loser but Queenie also loves doggy, pretzel dip, cowgirl- silly silly things that she can’t decide a favorite.

9. Who's best at oral sex/oral headcanons?

This is so funny thinking of them as chesspieces bro anyway I’ll say Queenie.

10. Who's more likely to tickle their partner?

Kinger might to make Queenie laugh a bit but I don’t see tickling to do with anything sexual w them.

11. Who's more romantically sexual?

I’m honestly going to say Kinger, and my reasoning is that Kinger prefers to be more slow and sweet, and Queenie loves that but also when she’s topping then she’s much rougher and quicker. Doesn’t have to do much with romance at first glance but I think with Kingers mannerisms, he draws things out longer.

12. Who's better at dirty talk/dirty talk headcanon?

Queenie hahhaHa but they don’t degrade, they are huge on praise. Kinger gets nervous but he’s still good at it, mumble in between kisses compliments usually- how she’s so pretty and beautiful. Queenie is much better, because she can suppress her noises more easily and focus on her talking. She praises him constantly over every little thing because Kinger always gets unbelievably flustered. While Kinger usually just sticks to small compliments, Queenie likes to comment more on the direct situation- like “you’re doing so good,” “That’s it, you’re such a pretty boy,” “you’re so cute looking up at me like that,” HAHAH and more yk yk.

13. Do they have sexual nicknames or titles?

Here!

14. Who's more likely to be caught masturbating?

I wanna say Queenie because she’s the more sexual one but I also wanna say Kinger because he’s.. not smart idk. Mf would forget to lock the door so yeah. Kinger.

15. Who looks at porn more?

They can’t look at porn in the circus, I’m almost positive Caine wouldn’t allow that lol.

16. Who usually cums first?

Kinger, just by using the logic of men vs women in that area. It’s much much easier and common for the men to..

17. How long can they go?

Kinger is wiped after just one round- I think Queenie could go maybe 3 before she’s sore.

18. What are their safewords?

Here!

19. Any routines?

Ummm I don’t think so! They don’t really stick to the same one thing over and over. However maybe aftercare. It’s very very important to them, and they always take a lot of time to clean up and check in on one another.

20. Do they have a dynamic (Dom/sub) or are they versatile?

Versatile for the most part but Queenie does tend to lean towards dominant and Kinger leans more submissive with his behavior.

21. What roleplay scenarios do they have/want?

I don’t think they really roleplay anything? (This is an excuse to not think hard about it because hhh idk!)

22. What sextoys do they use?

I doubt sex toys are a thing in the circus as well but for the sake of this question I’ll say a strap or vibrators. Haha.. ha.. Queenie… strap..

23. Who, if anyone, would they most likely bring in to join them?

Here!

24. Shared kinks/fetishes?

They are drastically different when it comes to this, Kinger is pretty vanilla and Queenie is quite kinky, however they do both love and share a praise kink.

25. Something they tried and won't do again?

Oh man. Maybe risk play? Queenie thought it’d be super exciting, the thought of almost getting caught but it freaked Kinger out so much they might’ve had to stop. Poor guy is too paranoid for that.

26. What would each member say their favorite thing about the other(s) is?

Kinger would say her eyes, her voice, he’d ramble on and gush about her every feature and aspect of her appearance and then Queenie would be the sort to write on a piece of paper “tits or ass” and write personality instead, and then check off “ass” anyway.

27. Any headcanons not touched on?

Nothing comes to my mind!! I ramble about them oh so much already i just can’t think of anything else eeee

[solsticelosthermind]

Bc you have so so many wips, do you have a favorite rn? Or one that haunts you the most?

Ooooh this is such a good question in that my initial answer was akin to a pterodactyl screech. All of them? The amount of effort I’m expending to not just start word-vomiting right now— scratch that, I need you to know that I had to talk myself out of making this post unbearably long by adding chunks of each wip. I’m chewing on the bars of my self-made enclosure. Ace, I adore you. I’m going to be unbearable for this ask I’m so sorry.

That being said, I’ll stick to SSKK since that’s what the other post became, which does narrow it down. Um. Slightly.

The brainrot today is focused on the self-cest aku thing because of a certain someone’s tag last night and the discovery that?? It’s?? Not even really a tag on ao3?? Except. I’m not so slowly turning that into porn with not only feelings but like, plot, so someone should save me from myself

Sad fic- thusly titled since I was not doing well when I threw that scene together, and I just. Need to fix it now. Except I made it worse the last time I went in there and now I’m that one drowning in my feels gif every time I open it.

Soul/mates and Ability share are probably on par with each other for how often I think about them, but Ability Share is much closer to actual writing while Soul/Mates is long stream of conscious run on sentence style outlining for a fic that’ll be so much longer than I originally intended. (Who’s surprised. No one.) Ability share began life as literally just a scene where Akutagawa’s injured and Atsushi forces him to take the tiger to heal, and then I went, “how the fuck would he do that actually,” and now it’s basically soulmates part 2. Soul/mates itself is. Well. Soulmates. Actual mates because tiger, possibly omegaverse, I haven’t decided. But most of the notes there are about how they could come to terms with it, develop as individuals and a partnership, and how Atsushi would ruin it mid-mission-going-sideways by screaming something horrendous and how Akutagawa shuts right the fuck down because he’s just. Kind of been waiting for it to blow up in his face. And how I want them to be able to share power by the end. is this literally the same fic twice? Maybe so. Two cakes meme goes here, except it’s just me, cackling maniacally, while being buried under 5000x wips

Touch is what I was toying with finishing next because it’s. Well. There’s a lot there, honestly, and the idea of exploring/developing intimacy tickles me. It’s literally just, “He’s never known a touch that doesn’t hurt. I can fix that,” while simultaneously ignoring that maybe you need something to touch that isn’t you doing the hurt for once. Which he? Yes. Everybody’s touch-starved. I love the initial snippet for this so much. Atsushi’s so tired and Akutagawa’s so weird but he’s still trying already and Dazai’s a little shit.

Tiger and his Hounds, though. That’s probably my baby, now that I’m thinking about it. I go back to that terribly regularly and just re-read what I’ve got written and scribble more notes for how I could progress. It’s a re-write. Ish? It’s. Oh how do I even?? The file is about 9k right now, but the only two scenes actually written are what if Atsushi stayed after Akutagawa collapsed post-Moby-Dick, and then Dazai and Atsushi running into a very pissed off Chuuya and Akutagawa. I want to work my way through the entire series, but kind of sideways? The opening scene is Atsushi at an unconscious Akutagawa’s side going, what changed? Why did he save me? And then deciding it doesn’t matter, but it does. And it does change things, because Atsushi’s looking at him differently. And then I want him to run into Akutagawa and Chuuya and dazai in situations between the big scenes. I want Chuuya to adopt him the same way I believe he did Akutagawa. I want Chuuya to be angry and Dazai to miss him. I want Akutagawa to be able to be seen. I want Atsushi to be the terrible little gremlin he is while also accidentally pulling all four of them out of the mud they’ve been drowning in through sheer force of will. I just. I love this. So much. My bullshit summary in this wip is: One sided enemies to frenemies to friends to lovers plus found family like woah. And it’s just—What if Atsushi realized everyone around him is also fucked up? What if he loved them anyway? What if. He realized he’s loved anyway? What if—what if I just posted a snippet because I do not have any self control at all.

The need to post the entire wip is strong y’all. I love this fic so much actually? how am I just realizing this.

“Hey, Ryuunosuke, how long d’you think before this one’s mine too?”

Atsushi scrunches his face up as whatever was brewing on Akutagawa’s face instantly wiped clean. He darts a glance at Dazai, and then focuses on Chuuya. “Preferably never. I am made to deal with the jinko entirely too often as it is.”

“And why, exactly, would the lad end up ‘yours’” Dazai asks with a brightness Atsushi could’ve pegged as fake even without his extra senses.

When Chuuya laughs this time, it’s an ugly sound. Akutagawa swears under his breath, which is all Atsushi needs to brace for whatever’s next.

“‘Cause he will,” Chuuya drawls. “That’s the fun part of your new stray being a kitten this time.”

Dazai matches his tone as he asks, “Oh?”

“See, dogs are loyal. Can’t help it, even when it hurts. Especially when it hurts. Takes a lot for a good dog to bite back. No matter how much you deserve it.” Chuuya’s smirk goes cruel as he put his back to the corner and watches Dazai watch him. A knee migrates up onto the bench, and Chuuya rests his elbow over it. He flicks his opposite hand at Atsushi.

“Cats, though? Cats ain’t built like that. They’re picky little shits. How long d’you think that shine in his eyes is going to last when you have to earn it? How long before your tiger boy decides to come run with the dogs you beat to shit and ditched? How long before you’re all alone again?”

Dazai opens his mouth, but Atsushi beats him to it. “I won’t,” he says quietly.

“That so?”

Atsushi curls his belt around his fingers as he meets Chuuya’s hard gaze. “I may not know why you’re so upset with him, but I know he’s trying to be different. That’s enough for me.”

Chuuya makes a face, wry and full of pity. “When he breaks you, kid, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

Atsushi can’t help but huff a humorless laugh. “Can’t break what’s already broken.”

[arcandoria]

Cannot remember if I asked for that Rook nsfw meme but whether or not I did-

9, 15, 20?

ty mouse!

SPICY ROOK + LI QUESTIONS

9. What does Rook like to wear and what do they like seeing their partner in (e.g. lingerie)?

Yorath's a bit limited in that area, as they don't feel comfortable in anything they perceive as too feminine - it's just too risky to be dysphoria inducing. So lingerie's out. If there's anything equivalent to a Thedosian jockstrap, I can see that being in the menu. Yori's got a lot of 🍑 to show. 😌

As far Emmrich's concerned... Yori's just a lovesick puppy and loves him on anything? fmdkslg Which is a cheaty non-answer BUT I do feel like anything particularly waist snatching or Emmrich's more intricate pieces for Necropolis rituals end up activating Yorath's monkey neuron more than usual.

15. Do they have names for each other in bed?

Nothing new! It's really the only moment Yorath's used "Professor" and even so its mostly got tactical uses. Emmrich ends up pavloved and anytime Yori specifically uses the title, Emmrich has to excuse himself from conversations fdsgfdh

Emmrich mostly keeps to the many variants of dear/darling with a saucier twist of the tone. Anything that tickles Yori's soft praising kink is on the table.

20. Have they ever had a threesome? If not, would they? With whom?

Yorath's novice years were... busy. Lots of time spent with the other few non-casters building up energy on training grounds then trying to spend said energy back at the barracks. Threesomes or moresomes were definitely in the menu. Emmrich's said to have been quite social on his younger years and implies he had no issues seeking companionship with his fellow classmates so I don't see why not either!

I feel like for both at current stage though... probably not? Emmrich's been wanting to find that One Person and he just did, likewise Yori has never felt so cherished in their life, so it's a case of preferring to keep all that emotional/physical energy for just the two of them.

[tearitar]

for the ask meme: 💖🏅✨

💖 What do you like most about your own writing?

In certain instances, I like that I have fun with my writing, and it usually comes through. I love my stupid slapstick humor and narrative jokes. I don't particularly care if I lampshade or do some 4th wall cracking. I'm very lackadaisical. On pieces where I'm more buttoned up and serious--those are fics for future me to read in 3 years time and forget that I even wrote it.

🏅 What is something you recently felt proud of in regard to your writing (finished a fic, actually planned for once, etc).

BRO. I RECENTLY FINISHED ARMSTOPPER, which is an Engineer/Spy (Team Fortress 2) fic I started 14 years ago!! I thought that wip was shot dead through the ground. Like. It was just gonna live in my files, untouched for the rest of time. (It has survived through 3 computer/laptop upgrades!!) And, like, im on a tf2 bender right now so I had thought... "hey... didnt I have a couple of old tf2 wips lying around?" and I came across a file titled 'lend a hand' and read it thinking, "ok what happens next, op?" I think Tanya from 14 years ago didn't know how to write very good endings so I guess I fixed that up and there it is!!! Oughoguh, I'm so proud of it. It's SO funny and it really felt like writing a collab with a different person whose humor has not much changed since. I'm also tickled by the title (parody of HEARTSTOPPER), and helped set the tone with like... "gay YA romance except it's between 2 adult men who kill people for a living". Anyway. I think people should read this one. u__u

✨ Choose three adjectives to complement your own writing.

brisk, funny, indulgent

[factiousfcrged]

@draconisa sent a meme.

❛ I’m getting tired of hearing that. ❜

"I mean -- I can stop saying it if it'll make you feel better, but that ain't gonna magically make the shit stop hitting the fan," Amos replied, glancing down towards the U.N. diplomat -- or senator or -- he wasn't sure what her actual title was -- that Chrissie had asked to 'check up' on Holden and the rest of the crew of the Roci. What that meant, was anybody's guess. "Right now, everything's a waiting game so until someone makes a call or something else blows up, there's not a lot any of us can do about it." A vague wave of a hand towards Tycho station that waited outside of the docking bay that held the Roci. "So I'd suggest you go ... get laid, get loaded, go shopping, whatever it is that tickles your particular fancies, cause otherwise time's just gonna crawl by, I promise you that much."

[denimbex1986]

'It's July, which means it is also the month of Barbieheimer!

Light off some fireworks and don some pink because, in a little over a week, both Barbie and Oppenheimer will hit theaters. On July 21, these highly anticipated films will debut on the same day — and the world may never be the same. It's the movies, as God, Mattel, and Robert Oppenheimer intended.

But here's a little rundown in case this portmanteau has you scratching your head.

What is Barbieheimer?

If you are not, as the kids say, very online, you may be asking yourself, "What the hell is Barbieheimer?" Well, my friend, let me tell you — it is the cinematic event of the century. Not since Darth Vader told Luke that he was his father have we had a movie moment quite like this.

Barbieheimer is the mash-up of two films, Greta Gerwig's Barbie and Christopher Nolan's Oppenheimer. Some might say that a neon-pink Mattel toy and "death, destroyer of worlds" are counter-programming at its finest, but au contraire, cinephiles are here to tell you that the only thing that makes sense in this meaningless life is to see them both (preferably on the same day). While there are those that would paint this as a fierce rivalry, perhaps even a battle for cinema's soul, we prefer to think of it as an opposites attract rom-com.

As soon as people realized that these two highly anticipated movies (that are seemingly divergently opposed) were premiering on the same day, a new word was born — Barbieheimer. We believe it's listed in the dictionary as a synonym for perfection because Barbieheimer is the realization of the peak of human potential. It is, to borrow from another classic movie, the stuff that dreams are made of.

Is it "Barbieheimer" or "Barbenheimer"?

It's both, it's neither. Just like Barbie and Robert Oppenheimer, you can be whatever you want — a doctor, a prom queen, an astronaut, or even the inventor of the atomic bomb.

The thing about the internet is that no one agrees on anything and everyone wants to take credit for everything. Thus, the meme of this portmanteau has trended two ways — as both Barbieheimer and Barbenheimer. We suppose your preference is for whether you want to give more of the title to Barbie or Oppenheimer, but why choose when you can have both? (Though we draw the line at Oppenbarbie).

In the spirit of equity, Barbieheimer affords both films the same syllable count in the word.

What have the stars of Barbie and Oppenheimer said about Barbieheimer?

Just a reminder for when you're posting those thirst tweets that movie stars and directors read the internet too. Many members of the teams involved with Barbie and Oppenheimer have weighed in on the discourse about Barbieheimer. Imagine Christopher Nolan commenting on the Barbieheimer phenom — which he did! The filmmaker told IGN that he finds the obsession "terrific."

In a very "preserve the theatrical experience" type of way, he said, "Summer, in a healthy marketplace, is always crowded, and we've been doing this a long time. I think for those of us who care about movies, we've been really waiting to have a crowded marketplace again, and now it's here and that's terrific."

For her part, Barbie director Greta Gerwig is tickled pink by it all. "It's all love — double up, double up twice," she told The Hollywood Reporter. "I think you've got to see what the experience is, Barbie then Oppenheimer, Oppenheimer then Barbie. I think you've got to take all of the journeys."

Back in May, Matt Damon, who plays director of the Manhattan project, Leslie Groves, in Oppenheimer, was one of the first cast members to wade into the discourse. After Vanity Fair introduced him to the concept of Barbieheimer, Damon only had good will for both projects. "People are allowed to go see two movies in a weekend," he proclaimed. "Oppenheimer is one of them!"

Cillian Murphy, who plays the titular physicist in Oppenheimer, is similarly pro the double feature idea. "I can't wait to see Barbie," he told Spanish publication La Vanguardia. "I love Margot Robbie, I love Ryan Gosling, I want to see them now! I don't know what the debate is about, although it's not that I have an overwhelming opinion about it either. My advice would be for people to go see both, on the same day. If they are good films, that is what the cinema wins."

Even stars who aren't in either movie are getting in on the trend. Tom Cruise and his Mission: Impossible director Christopher McQuarrie encouraged fans to return to movie theaters this summer by posting photos of themselves with tickets for a Barbieheimer double feature.

However, Issa Rae, who features in Barbie, has some very specific thoughts about the order audiences should see the films. "[It's] hilarious," she told THR of the meme. "I love that there's solidarity though where people tried to pit us against one another, but now it's turned into like a double-feature situation. Obviously you should see Oppenheimer first and then cleanse your palate with Barbie. Oppenheimer is about an atomic bomb, people are gonna die. I want to end my weekend, I want to have mimosas and drinks and cocktails after Barbie, I don't want to like sulk."

What's the right way to watch Barbieheimer?

This brings us to the greatest question of our age — what order should you watch Barbieheimer? Is it better to start or end the day with Barbie? The internet is full of arguments for both preferences, but we're going to officially advocate for Oppenheimer first, Barbie second.

Look, we're journalists. We basically invented the concept of an all-nighter. We are not morning people. If we have to face our own mortality when we get up in the morning, we might as well do it while confronting the specter of nuclear holocaust too. Someone on Twitter suggested pouring yourself a cup of steaming black coffee and smoking a cigarette before you see Oppenheimer — and we endorse at least half of that (which half depends on whether our Health and Wellness officer is reading this). But let's be real, Oppenheimer is the hair of the dog — sobering and bracing in the utmost. It's a literal wake-up call.

Then, once you've plumbed the depths of man's capacity for evil, you can work through your existential crisis and your Oppenheimer-induced brush with nihilism with the aid of happy hour and some cosmopolitans ('cause they're pink, duh). Prepare your body to bathe in the magenta haze of Barbie. Ryan Gosling is just Ken, and you know what Ken? You're doing great, sweetie. Being just Ken is more than enough. Er, what's that? Barbie thinks about death too? Okay, maybe also book a reservation for post-Barbie drinks too.

Where can you find the best off-brand Barbieheimer merch?

Inside you there are two wolves and you need to let both of them out to play…

Just because Warner Bros. and Universal haven't teamed up on any movie swag doesn't mean there's not plenty of wardrobe options for Barbieheimer day. Designers on sites like RedBubble, TeePublic, and Etsy have created more designs than there are Barbie accessories.

We're big fans of this one, which features Barbie watching the pink mushroom cloud of the atomic bomb. It almost has Asteroid City vibes if you want to throw in another summer movie. Here's a similar take on the mash-up, this one with tons of t-shirt colors.

TeePublic also has plenty of Barbieheimer swag, including this t-shirt that conjoins Barbie and Oppenheimer's faces. If you want to get into the Frankenstein-assembled-parts nature of this odd mash-up, how about a Barbie t-shirt and an Oppenheimer t-shirt literally sewn together?

If you want something a bit more subtle, how about a baseball cap featuring Oppenheimer's famous cribbed quote, "Now I am Death, the Destroyer of Worlds" in the jaunty pink Barbie font? Might as well look cute while expressing your existential dread.

How are people embracing Barbieheimer?

Lest you think this is some internet trend with no application in the real world, think again.

Besides the aforementioned merch and buy-in from the stars of the movies, Barbieheimer is reaching the box office too. Variety reported that AMC Theaters has already sold over 20,000 same-day tickets for Barbie and Oppenheimer, suggesting that a not insignificant number of people are preparing to do the ultimate double feature. All that could add up to an awful lot of Barbie dream houses in ticket sales.

Whether you're the kind of person to think pink or one who walks around with a (mushroom) cloud hanging over their head, you can't deny the power and influence of Barbieheimer.'

[jinleebelee]

Heya welcome to my lee vent random blog

Hiya I'm jinlee most be just call me Jin got short and well this blog is just as it sounds, a big old lee vent blog with a bunch of lee nonsense and the occasional meme or too.

I'm in the sfw tickle community so nsfws please be advised and I am 19 so br pleaS be advised

I'm a switch but I'm mostly lee if ya couldn't tell already by the title above. Sooo yeah I'm just making this thing to share a little about myself cause I can and feel like it would be for the benefit of the benefit.

Starting off I do have aspergers and can tend to forget like a lot. And I mean like a lot lot lot lot lot. Soo just be well aware I tend to not understand somethings or certain things l, I also have social anxiety which means we'll to put in a easy to understand way I'm pretty much scared of people and tend to worry over the smallest things.

Also if anyone wants to ya know starting chatting me up or try to become friends snd shit I'm down I just might not reply right away or reply eight awaybthen not come back, I have some family stuff going on and have to be their for them just incase so yeah

Also please be aware if ya tease me out of the blue I do tend to get really flustered and might say the following lines of

WHAG WHAG WHAY WHERE DID YOY COME FROM, IM GONNA FLIPPEN KILL YOU AND GET YOU BACK blah blah I'm not tryin to mean or anything it's just I get so God damn flustered and caught up but if I say something that ya think wasn't called for just tell me and we can work something out alright

Anyways enough about all thay crap, to say the least I'm in a lot of fandoms and I'm not over estimating about it. I cooould share a long lists of fandoms that Most people will know or won't know but I won't so I'll just share some of the things I'm into and also some other stuff besides fandoms like hobbies and crap

Things I'm into

-anime

-managa

-cartoons

-horror shit

-drawing

-writing (especially my oc lore)

-my maximalist room with my big ass collection of shit)

-piano

-getting into fandoms

Soooo yeah yeah yeah

Also I use he him they them it its pronouns so please use these pronouns to address me

Bountries

Now I'm not much of boundary person I don't think but I just wanna list em

Please don't ask me for my face photo unless you are my friend or have just became friends I have a big fear of people outside the community finding this soo yeah

Some people have seen my maxamlist styled room and know that is covered to ceiling amd wall with posters. Not to mention my collection of figures and stuff but only friends can ask for room pics because of privacy and shit

Also also just don't be a pedo if ya know then ya know and if i feel uncomfortable enough I'll either tell ya or if worse comes to worse block your ass. So yeah

Oh and friends can have my social crap. Snap insta discord ecttttt

Also I'm not into like lickle tk thingies so yeahhhh sorry I don't have anything against it like if you like that's fine but with me I'm just kinda like nooo I'm good ya know ya know

Anyways that's a enough of my stupid

[themadauthorshatter]

Saw u reblogged the ask meme, and the first thing that came to mind was "What shall we do now that the sky has fallen"

Ooooh

Okay, this is "pulling a muscle" level reaching, but bear with me:

In this fic, the SCP is doing it's thing, but The Chaos Insurgency and/or Global Occult Coalition decide, more or less, that enough is enough and that the SCP Foundation is too big for its briches.

With that, either one of the groups or both geoups band together and destroy the SCP Foundation, wreaking havoc and letting loose all the anomalies, who all scatter and evade the already confused and disoriented SCP personel.

The fic would follow a small group or the anomalies: SCP-507(Tommy; the reluctant dimension-traveler), SCP-999(tickle monster), and SCP-1128(the aquatic horror).

Basically, Tommy would also be escaping the chaos and see Coalition/Insurgency members attacking other SCPs, mainly the weaker ones because they're easy to catch, and he'd more or less hit back because of course he would.

I'm imagining a storm would occur and puddles would form and from a puddle arises SCP-1128, who enjoys some free food.

Tommy, SCP-999, and SCP-1128 all get tangled in some ropes, maybe a cable and 1128 ends up dragging the other two into a puddle with it, leaving 999 screaming and Tommy trying to free himself.

Thankfully, before he drowns, he jumps and takes the others with him, all three landing in a sort of puddly desert with 1128 snarly with the heat and 999 very upset and confused. Tommy calms 999 down and gives them some candy he has in his pocket and has himself a granola bar, 1128 snarly and angry.

After their mostly calm, Tommy bursts into shouting and screaming, grabbing nearby rocks and hurling them as far as he can to vent his anger, fear, and what have you after what's just happened.

After calming down and surveilling their surroundings, he sees odd patterns in the sky, like it's missing pieces. He muses to them both that, funnily enough, it reminds him of Chicken Little and how the little town went into chaos when there was an alien "invasion," and that the space ship in the movie made the sky look like it had fallen apart.

He looks at the sky before him and ponder what they should do, now that that sky has fallen.

It would be one of those, "the ending/title ties in," things and a sort of cliffhanger that leads into the next fic.

End it with a bang and leave it all in pieces so you can put them back together in the future 😉😁

[frettedzetaplushball]

Toshitoshitoshi

All the cool kids are doing it, so here we go.

whoami? the other question that no one asked.

just another oldass, emo, fleshbag fuck. I mostly want to post memes and funny shit I have picked up over the years. some very dark, some very dirty. the DNI rules apply here for minors. aside from funny shit I might post about politics, life, aging, mental health, hobbies, or whatever tickles my ass with a feather.

I'm a left wing, ally, anti-religion, anti-big-ruining-the-world-business, anti-billionaire, anti-republican bullshit, old-head, elder GenX. NOT a hippy, but raised by hippies. I was too young to participate in the free love era, but old enough to watch the tail end of it. Live and let live is 75% of my attitude. 25% get off my lawn!

oh! the title. say it fast a few times and you'll hear it.

[writermuses]

Sinday Ask Meme for Ships

Send a pair and some numbers!

What was their first time like?

Who usually initiates things?

How often do they have sex?

Who is louder/noisier?

Who is more sensitive?

What’s foreplay often like?

Favorite place to have sex?

Favorite position to have sex?

Who’s best at oral sex/oral headcanons?

Who’s more likely to tickle their partner?

Who’s more romantically sexual?

Who’s better at dirty talk/dirty talk headcanon?

Do they have sexual nicknames or titles?

Who’s more likely to be caught masturbating?

Who looks at porn more/porn headcanons?

Who usually comes first?

How long can they go?

What are their safe words?

Any routines?

Do they have a dynamic (Dom/sub) or are they versatile?

What roleplay scenarios do they have/want?

What sex toys do they use?

Who, if anyone, would they most likely bring in to join them?

Shared kinks/fetishes?

Something they tried and won’t do again?

What would each member say their favorite thing about the other(s) is?

Any headcanons not touched on?

[josies-not-suicidal-now]

You scroll, you scroll. There's a video titled "Interview with Eleanor Bessermann at Cafe Berio - Berlin (2042)" with 3.2k views, looks interesting enough. It's a tripod shot of two people sat at an old fashioned looking cafe table, like in tumblr memes about slavic men smoking cigarettes and drinking coffee outside in 2° weather. These two are having coffee. The telltale crumbs of a chocolate croissant are noticeable on the small plate towards the right side of the table, yet the pastry itself appears to have already been consumed.

On the left sits a balding man, he appears to have the irrepressible urge to smile. All the skin around his eyes crinkles together behind his thick prescription glasses. He greets the viewer and introduces himself as the creator of some artistic endeavors, and introduces Eleanor Bessermann and thrusts the microphone at her. Her hair is long and pitch black, with a few grey streaks. Suddenly it dawns on her that it's her turn to talk and she frantically takes her hands out of her pockets to lean forward into the microphone, she announces "Hey there, my name is Bread"

The microphone moves lazily between them as they go through some fan submitted questions. The noise of chirping birds and passers by cloud the soundscape and some words get lost here in there. Sometimes they talk over each other and the microphone has to be awkwardly handed back and forth to try and collect everything being said. Some questions are answered with a single quippy fun sentence and Bread looks very pleased with herself. She's beaming, she looks almost amused, like as if everything being said tickles her immensely, and at times she can't stop herself from leaving the short quippy answer by itself. In the questions where a single sentence isn't enough, her descriptions drag on, often times overlapping with themselves. As the explanations drag on her joy even seems to slowly disappear, Like a little nerdy kid becoming uncomfortable in the process of explain their bad joke.

They move on to some questions from the presenter, he asks questions about the process of making art, and Eleanor has lots to say. They trade thoughts back and forth about mediums and messages, textures, and emotions, love, heart, sincerity. Both of them are far too scatterbrained, it's clear, their points feel strung together and abstract, yet not without merit. They speak towards the human condition, yet not about it. Finally they both agree that they don't have anything they can add that wouldn't be a repetition of a point that's already been made, even if there have also been multiple repetitions already, so. The presenter asks the final question "So, any idea what your next book is gonna be about?"

Bread gets so excited about this question that they fail to answer it for a couple moments "Ok, look, so. I've had my penis for 40 years now, and I think I'm done, I think I'm ready for the next thing. And I've always kinda felt that like a core facet of what's wrong with how we as a society look at gender related stuff, is that 1 we see the phallus as a dangerous thing and 2 we see vaginoplasty as a loss, when it's actually clearly more like a transformation. Like the beauty of vaginoplasty is that your genitals fully stay your genitals like it's all the same stuff still, you've just moved it around a little bit so you can have it like you want it. And I think like the fact that we see vaginoplasty as a loss just is so indicative about our fear of the unknown and of change and of uncertainty, like there's so much change, like the whole movie Annihilation is inside a neopussy. So the point that I'm getting at is that, everything is scheduled I am getting myself a vagina, and I'm gonna write a psychedelic mind-bending novel about how cool it was once I'm done with recovery and it's gonna make 1,000,000€ and I'm gonna buy a bunch of pretty girls drinks with that money. Yeah." She laughs at her own joke.

[thebest-medicine]

Why Are You Looking At Me Like That?

A/N: for the fic title ask meme, anonymous asked: “uhm something like "why are you looking at me like that" for deanbenny if u can plz!! thanku!!”

Summary: Dean/Benny, Dean notices Benny staring at him and tries to get to the bottom of it. Benny just wants to see how ticklish Dean is, much to his dismay.

Words: 724

Dean knew the feeling of eyes on him well. His whole life he had been training to have perfect awareness of what potential threats or victims were in his proximity. A shiver ran up his spine as he brought another bite of burger up to his lips.

“Dude.” Dean turned around, locking eyes with Benny who sat on the bed behind him, staring at him.

“What?” Benny smiled.

Dean’s eyes narrowed, he paused a moment longer with his eyes on Benny’s, something about him seemed… amused. He took another bite out of his burger.

The cold feeling of eyes on your back made Dean twist around again a few moments later.

“Okay seriously.”

Benny continued staring.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Like what?”

Dean closed his mouth a moment, unsure of exactly what made him uneasy about Benny’s stare. “Like, I don’t know, you’re going to kill me. Or like something is funny.”

“Those are two very different things.” Benny chuckled. “Doesn’t that angel stare you down all the time? Like he’s studying you.”

“Are you studying me?” Dean snorted.

“In a way.”

Dean tilted his head, turning to face Benny a bit more. “What’s that supposed to mean.”

“I just have an idea.”

Dean opened his mouth to say something but Benny cut him off.

“Just something I’ve been meaning to try.”

Dean stood from the chair, subconsciously putting a barrier between himself and Benny as he walked to the side of the other motel bed. “You’re being weird.”

“I think you are, because you know what I’m talking about.” Benny teased.

“What the hell are you talking about?” Dean rolled his eyes.

Benny finally stood from the bed, his eyes looking Dean up and down, making Dean suddenly feel a bit smaller.

“I saw you and Sam, the other day.”

“Yeah, we hang out a lot.” Dean retorted.

“I mean I saw Sam holding your arm over your head and tickling your ribs until you almost cried.” Benny grinned. “Quite interesting, isn’t it brotha?”

Dean’s eyes shot open wide, heat in his cheeks telling him without a mirror in sight that the color of his face was brighter than a sunburnt tomato. “I- I don’t think that’s, you misunderstood-“ He stammered.

“You’re a terrible liar when you’re embarrassed, jus’ saying.” Benny winked. “I’ve been wantin’ to test that out myself. Figured, since we decided to go solo on this little hunt it would be the perfect time.”

Dean backed away despite the mattress still between them, bumping into the wall and knocking some of the tacky art behind him off balance. “Benny…”

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Benny laughed. “You look like a rabbit staring down his stew pot. That scared of a little tickling?”

Dean snorted. “No. You’re just… being stupid.”

“Well you’re about to be lookin’ stupid!” Benny laughed, lunging directly across the bed at Dean, the type of person who would giggle in full denial that they giggle, would also deny the shriek he let out when Benny grabbed him and pulled him onto the motel bed.

“You know! They never wash these things, this is gross!” Dean insisted as he struggled against the vampire.

“Who cares, you’ve killed more nasty creatures than any germ you may find here!” With that, he decided enough wasting time and dug in, tickling and squeezing along Dean’s sides and stomach. Dean ended up face down on the bed, Benny laying over him for more leverage and control.

Dean, worked up from all the teasing already, began howling with laughter within a few seconds of Benny’s unrelenting attack.

“This is too. Damn. Much.” Benny laughed along.

“Sehehehescrew yohohohou!” Dean cackled when Benny wriggled fingers in between his ribs. “Cuhuhuhut this shihihihit out!”

“Man, what did I do for fun before you were around?” Benny laughed, pulling back his hands to wipe a tear from his eye.

“Killed shit.” Dean panted, curling into a ball, eternally grateful that Benny had stopped before finding his worst spot (something he would probably figure out sooner or later through Sam or Cas or further exploitation).

“Ain’t that the truth!” Benny chuckled, patting Dean’s shoulder. He glanced down at the giggly hunter still getting himself together after the sudden tickle attack. “Why are you looking at me like that?” Benny raised a brow when Dean glared up at him.

“You owe me a pie for that.” Dean grumbled.