#writing drought is over bby

[alexiskk]

Hiii‼️‼️ I M SO GLAD THAT TLOU TICKLE COMMUNITY IS GETTING BIGGER🫶🫶 and I have a few fics ab tlou myself so if you wanna check it or what you are free to go, but I have a few tickle ideas for Ellie and Joel because I LOVE THEM

Soo

1. Ellie is trying to get Joel laughing but it can be reversed into a tickle fight

2. Joel is just messing with Ellie when teaching her how to play a guitar

3. Tickle fight between Tommy and Joel (brotherly moment) (and Ellie could just saw it and join😭😭)

omg I literally want to do all of these(and i probably will at some point) they are so good but i have to do #3 I have the best little drabble in my head! hope u enjoy🫶 srry it’s rough, i wrote this in one night and i got a bit carried away lol

also go check out @potatohater their fics are big slay ! ! !

Brotherly Love

“there is no way im helping you with the truck”

“quit throwing such a fit ya stubborn asshole” Joel smiled and shoved into his brother’s shoulder as he scooted his way over in the kitchen to the lukewarm pot of coffee.

Joel was in quiet the good mood today. A few days ago on a patrol around Jackson, he found himself upon a bright red 2003 Ford-F150. Well, he assumed it was bright red in its glory days, as by now it had accumulated a dull rusty exterior followed by a coat of moss that had begun creeping up off the tires and onto the rest of the car. But he didn’t seem to care, as all he saw was an opportunity in front of him. While Jackson provided Ellie and him with a sense of comfort, he selfishly missed the days of traveling across the states together, and he could sense that restless energy in Ellie as well. Even if they were short trips, he wanted something back that he felt like he was missing since they had settled. Yes, Ellie relying on him scared him, but it also seemed to give him a sense of purpose he just couldn’t quite find here.

“Joel, i-i got the kid this weekend, Maria’s on patrol and in meetings an-”

“you are such a bad liar little brother” Joel looked up from his mug as he sipped and gave Tommy a sly smile.

“I already talked to her this mornin’. Said you’d be just fineee helpin’ out.” Joel smirked and leaned up against the counter behind him. “Said it’d keep you outta trouble”

Tommy shot Joel a side eye and shook his head as he let out a sigh

“Talk about trouble, what the hell do you think your gonna do with that truck Joel”

“Mmm so you are gonna help me now huh?”

“There is no way in hell, but if I were, I’d want to make sure you don’t kill yourself once it’s all done with” Tommy’s eyes searched the counter that Joel was leaned up against as he spoke.

“This can’t be just for joyrides Joel, where the hell is it you’re wantin’ to go?”

“You gotta shake on it first”

Tommy shot another look at Joel as he remembered where what he was looking for was.

“Look, I’m just saying messin with that truck in any regard is a stupid fuckin idea I mea-EAN-!” Tommy was suddenly cut off while he opened the overhead cabinet diagonal to Joel’s head to grab a pan for his morning eggs. Out of nowhere, Joel jabbed his fingers into Tommy’s side, almost as if it was a reflex. Tommy entire body jolted accompanied by a concealed squeal that he tried to play off by clearing his throat, but it seemed to be too late for him, as the stare Joel was sending him was already telling him everything he needed to know.

The two brothers stared at each other in silence, both quite shocked to what transpired seconds before. After the jab Tommy had jumped back about a foot, but he was still in close enough territory to remain nervous about his big brother’s next move.

Joel had his eyebrows slightly raised with slightly squinted eyes, but he held a straight face and a calm demeanor, even still, you could hear that hint of smirk behind every word.

“Hey Tommy, would you come here for a second?”

Tommy’s face looked angry, but was almost ghost white with fear at the same time, like he knew what could happen at any second.

“Don’t you dare Joel”

“Awh don’t be so shy baby brother”

In a whorl-wind, Joel leap over at Tommy, hands outstretched like bear claws towards his torso. In a spontaneous yet, extremely strategic move, Joel wrapped his hands around Tommy’s sides and squeezed. Tommy’s once escape plan of sprinting away crumbled in front of him as he felt himself crumble with a grunt under Joel’s grasp, and in a swift move Joel has knocked him off his feet and pinned him beneath him on the kitchen floor. From here Tommy began to struggle below his older brother, and as his feet slipped against the hardwood floor a familiar helpless feeling began to fade back in.

“Just like ol’ times eh Tom?”

“You old fucker get off of mEHEHA-”

Tommy felt his dignity slip from his grasp as his brother enormous hands shook around his ribcage. There was little time between the stifling spurts of laughter to full on childlike giggles pouring out of Tommy’s mouth, and Joel was eating up every minute of it. He pretended like he wasn’t paying attention as his little brother was bouncing below him, fit to be tied with his own laughter, but there was a recognizable smile that crept onto Joel’s face wether he liked it or not. There seemed to be little to none of these nostalgic brotherly moments for them these days, so for Joel to catch him like this was music to his ears.

“I’m sorry what’s that Tommy? somethin about helpin me with the truck?” Joel chuckled as he pretended to yell over Tommy’s laughing fits as he switched to digging his knuckles into his brothers sides.

“ YOUHUO DUHUMB SOSHAHN OF A BIHIHTCH I’LL KIHIILL YOHAHA”

“Mmm yeah you definitely seem to be in a position to do that brother.” Joel smirked, he was having way too much fun with this.

Tommy was continuously trying to push against Joel’s hands digging away at his sides, when Joel saw an opportunity to snake his hands up underneath Tommy’s arms where he realized Tommy’s laughter could reach a new octave.

“JEHEHAHSUS JOEHEL MERMHECY”

Tommy’s head was thrown back and arms clamped to his sides as he sucumbed to the torture joel was dealing him. His laughter was on the verge of silence and he couldn’t beli-

“What the fuck joel are you trying to kill him?”

Between all the commotion, neither brother had bothered to notice a shocked Ellie waltz downstairs, most probably woken up from all the ruckus they were causing. Both brothers turned to look at her, Joel stopped his assault but did not get up, while Tommy was merely attempting to catch his breath.

“Uhhh he owes me a favor El.” Joel replied with a smirk on his face, yet slightly embarrassed from Ellie witnessing the encounter.

“Uh-huh” Ellie replied, still in shock to see the brothers this affectionate.

“H-He’s a fuckin’ liar E-Ellie don’t fall f-for it” Tommy sputtered out, still trying to recover.

Joel shot him a dirty look, but a smile began to creep on to his face, one that terrified Tommy.

“Hey kid, care to help?”

Immediately Tommy’s chorus of no’s directed at Ellie filled the room followed by a desperate “you gotta help me El” only to be followed up with muffled chatter as one of Joel’s hands covered his mouth.

Ellie took a few seconds to realize what she was getting herself into, after all not every morning at the Millers presented an opportunity like this, but she knew what she had to do.

“Want me to get his knees?” She asked almost too excitedly, causing Tommy to groan beneath Joel.

“Smart kid”

Joel gesture her over and she placed her knees on either side of Tommy’s shins.

“Ready El?”

“Sure am”

Tommy’s pleas continued, growing in volume the closer Joes hands got. But, as soon as Joel reached his arms forward into Tommy’s sides, Ellie saw the opportunity she needed. She shot her hands forward right underneath Joel’s arms and squeezed like there was no tomorrow. She felt the confusion in Joel’s body, first tightness and then resistance, and for a scary second she thought he might not b-

“E-ELHEHIE NOHOHO DOHONT-”

Joel’s entire body began fighting the ticklish sensation pulsating through his body, curving and arching his back in anyway he could to shake the little rascal off. He had completely forgotten his attack on Tommy, giving his little brother the opportunity to help out with the onslaught but wrapping his hands around Joel’s hipbones, and from there Joel was done for.

With attacks coming from both sides his body seemed to be in sensory overload, as he didn’t even notice Tommy slip out from underneath him, where he then pushed him to his side, and pinned him down himself, never ceasing the rhythm of jabs into his hips. Ellie at this point was able to let Tommy take over, well until-

“Hey Ellie, get his knees!”

“DOHONT YOUHU DAHAHRE ELLEEHEIE”

Joel was continuously trying to compose himself, but as Tommy moved his attack up his older brothers sides, the electrical ticklish shocks he felt throughout his body caused any gruff, strength, and pride he had in his tough demeanor to slowly fade away.

“Gladly”

Ellie’s smile was as big as Joel’s at this point, she had never seen the man who protected her across the US from infected, cannibals, and everything else in between, giggle, at least never like this. She couldn’t help but join in herself as she positioned herself so familiarly over Joel’s shins.

Tommy paused for a brief second as Joel was too incapacitated by exhaustion to back any kinds of counter attack.

“Do right above the kneecaps, he’ll love that”

“Oooo your gonna get it motherfucker” Ellie smiled and positioned her hands.

“N-Now if y-you asshats do-HOHONT KNOHAHCKAHAHA-”

There was not even a second for Joel to keep his cool as Tommy dove his hands into each space within his ribcage accompanied by the rapid squeezing provided by Ellie, this was full on torture for the man.

“Nothin but a bit of brotherly love eh Joel?”

“SHUHUAHAUT IHIT TOHAHAHMOHMY”

“Awh quit throwing such a fit ya stubborn asshole”

Even as his own words were used against him, Joel couldn’t fight the joyful snickers and uncontrollable laughter that seems to bubble out of him, for a a strong as he is he felt everything leave him under the touch of the two smiling bafoons that held him down.

“Joel you’re such an asshole for never mentioning this, you made me use the joke book to make you laugh?” Ellie smiled and joined in on the tease, as she was now squeezed to the rhythm of an old song she used to have on tape.

Joel had no response to the teenagers quip as he held is head in his palm in his own fit of giggles, surprising even Tommy at this point.

“Alright alright, we probably shouldn’t kill the old man” Tommy let up on his brother, patting his shoulder as he stood up.

“U-uh we might not have killed him but he looks pretty fucking broken. This isn’t the Joel I ever remember” Ellie had gotten up at this point and was now squatted next to Joel, holding the sides of his head at his temples. His eyes were closed as he was attempting to regain himself but the constant sputter of laughter would seep out through his nose or mouth, almost as though there were residual tickles all on and around him.

This by far was the most relaxed Joel’s felt in years, his brain had completely let go and although he would never admit it, he would probably say that brotherly love did him more good than a rusty old truck ever could. Instead, he finally regained his breath after a few more out-spurts and turned his smile into one of his disapproving frowns as he opened his eyes and looked up at Ellie and Tommy.

“If either of you ever do that again, so help me god I will break your godamn jaws”

“Awh just say you liked it motherfucker”

[dontspillthefrijoles43]

no el chispo y la bruja updates in months i’m loosing taste in my left ear and vision in my right💔

Anon you are so sweet 😭, I’m glad people still enjoy my content!

I’m still writing the next few chapters, I hit a road block in between those months between graduating, but I promise I’m getting back into it soon. You never realize there can be plot holes 😃👍🏽

In the meantime I have some hcs on my sillies to supply y’all from this Breisa n Leo drought:

Leo and Breisa have very different curl types, but use the same hair products, to give that same texture and bounce to their curls

Breisa loves sweets, her favorite is baked goods and sour stuff like Chamoy 

Leo loves spicy food, he’s Mexican and Texan, if it doesn’t burn his tongue— is it really spicy? 🤨

Breisa can cook for survival and has a basic understanding of spices work

Leo is the better cook in the relationship

Leo was shorter than Breisa for a while, she teased him restlessly— and then he hit his growth spurt and it flipped

They are still short compared to average height

Leo has an accent in certain words he says or his Leo-isms

Breisa thinks it’s hot , especially when he rambles^

Leo often voice cracks, Breisa thinks it’s cute despite his embarrassment

Breisa is insecure about her weight she thinks it’s too much—Leo is like “wdym Bby g 😤❤️‍🔥”

Leo can and will pick her up when he sees her

Leo is like a furnace in the summer, and he will cuddle Breisa til she kicks him off the bed

Breisa actually tolerates his body temp when it’s cold, she is just as cuddly as him

If she is close to him, Leo will fidget with her fingers and her rings

He loves making her jewelry

She loves wearing it

Breisa favorite color is purple

Leo’s is red orange

When they get together Leo will occasionally have purple lipstick marks on his face

Breisa kisses him where he’s most insecure about, and traces his scars

If she can’t kiss his face, she’ll kiss his wrist were his pulse is

Leo can not flirt for the life of him, it’s bad pick up lines

Breisa gets flustered over his pickup lines, she tries to pretend it has no affect on her

“You think I’m ugly?”- Leo

“In a cute way.” - Breisa

They’re idiots in love 🥰

[oddinary4bts]

Ok, so I’ve been reading your fic these weeks and made it work to read ch 12, 12.5 and 13 all back to back and maybe it wasn’t the greatest idea because now I’m ugly crying my god I can’t even tell you girl! And I was so excited to come and comment here about your story when I started seeing all the asks being so incredibly mad at jungkook? Idk if I’m overly protective over people who suffer anxiety and have s*icidal tendencies (because it's close to home)  but I feel like him sleeping with Lisa isn’t that bad? Like don’t get me wrong it hurts like a bitch but he was single!!! and BROKEN in every way possible!!! he could’ve done so much worse in the state that he was in the summer like??? sleep with whoever you like and do whatever you need to get over the heartbreak AND to overcome your mental issues boy it’s fine… I feel so sad because I expected way more empathy towards him after that drabble of his POV ??? or that’s just me maybe? idk he was about to jump off a roof like the month before I can’t condemn him for trying to move on. Not when the heartbreak for oc wasn’t the only thing on his mind, he’s going through so much mentally!!!! But anywayyyyyyys, this is my first time here commenting on your blog i think? probably? I’m loving chasing cars, I’ve been on a drought of fics to read and I’m so excited to read all your work!! Here you have a new fan girl keep it going. You are so good at writing and describing love istg!!! Chapter 9 was definitely my fav! That “falling-in-love” confession ???? I’m weak my god. And jungkook loving something as simple as being called kook was just way to sweet for meeeee!

 And their first kiss??? The way you described it was magical I’m not even kidding, so romantic.

Love every single part so far Ella. Loveeeee!!!! Send you lots of hugs! And remember that at the end of the day fics are for the authors at the end of the day. So write what makes you happy. ❤️

Thank you for this bby✨✨ I’m glad you feel protective over Jungkook, he definitely needs it🥺 have fun reading my fics and feel free to come talk to me about them whenever🫶🏼

[daisyvisions]

Life has been so weird lately.

I ult bias switched from Hoonie to svt wonwoo (sorry to my bby Hoonie it just happened out of no where 😔) and enhypen sunghoon and txt Beomgyu are hot too… Anyways! Life life has actually been so weird. I’m technically off for summer, but I have online courses that are literally killing me (they’re just boring) I’ve spent so much time on tumblr that I’m pretty sure I’ve cleared entire hashtags. I never have time to send asks anymore tho 🥺 every time I think I have time I end up getting caught up with something 🥲 my friend groups have been going through weird changes lately. Like the original group that I had from last year was already pretty big (16) and now it includes a bunch of new ppl and it’s like 30 ish? I don’t really like some of the ppl in it bc of how they are but other ppl love them so I just suffer in silence 🥲 I’m trying to send in asks again tho! I suspect I’ve been in a Hoonie drought and that’s why my ult switched I guess (wonwoo has my heart and has taken over my dashboard)

- 🍞

aww babe hope all is well regardless! and it's okay, I've been in a drought in terms of writing inspiration because all ive been reading and exposing myself are fics for Eddie Munson from Stranger Things jsnddhjsfjsdnkjasnd

and... switched your ult bias 🥺 oh hoonie definitely come for your ass when you least expect it and will remark his territory

[seijorhi]

i am a rhi idolizer

you deserve whatever you need and want in life. what do you need from Me?

i am having the hardest of times trying to formulate my thoughts because when I try to comment on something, i just end up reading the whole fic again and again. i have to tell you—oikawa isn’t even my favorite character (it’s kuroo!), but your characterization of him is so utterly brilliant that i come back for more. you already knowwww how i feel about your characterization, but what really stood out to me for this specific fic is how deeply layered everything is? how you were able to present two conflicting emotions, yet weave everything together so seamlessly? oikawa’s duality — how he presents himself as the almost too perfect husband and father all the while having complete control and forcing the reader into a horrible situation. how the reader feels about hatori — both trying her best to care for the boy, but also having those moments where she can’t help but resent him for getting her into this situation in the first place. not to mention her own feelings towards oikawa — recognizing he destroyed her life, but admitting to herself that under all that, she probably loves him too. hating her own daughter; calling her a parasite, but also her child being the reason she has the courage to leave. you’re too much.. you’re too much rhi!! seriously, you’re an actual genius and i hope you’re doing amazing in life. if not, i will personally fight your demons. just lmk.

GRR i just wish she brought hatori along with her. yes, he’s oikawa’s son… and yes, a part of her blames him for all this.. but Also, she knows how oikawa will raise him. how the abuse and isolation wouldn’t stop with her :(( oh poor baby, he really deserves the world. sweet boy

sorry for this long message, i could go much longer but i’ll spare you from my wailing. i love you. thank you so much for writing this and shattering the bar.

p.s. that little hermit crab fact made me giggle and added some warmth into this sadness - 🐦

sorry for the long message, she says, as if this ask isn't sending me to another plane ghfjdkfvhbfjdkls I LOVE YOU!!

also you're just gonna come in and drop the fact that kUROO is your fave?? ma'am?!??! honestly i miss writing for kuroo he was one of my first hq loves, it's been over a year y'all have been so patient over this kuroo drought.

but yeah, this one definitely has a whole lot of mixed emotions. poor reader loves her kids so much but :((

and hatori, okay first of he is the cutest i know i wrote him but he is the most adorable little 2.5 year old and i would fight the world for him. the reader would too. it kills her to leave him behind, but running away on her own is one thing. oikawa can go to the police and file a missing person's report and all the officers would take it Very Seriously (but she's probably just mad at a fight you guys had they're sure she'll be back soon).

running off with his son would be kidnapping, and going to the police with that is a whooole other story. in the meantime though, poor hatori's gonna bear the brunt of oikawa's shall we say 'issues' until he gets his wifey back. sweet bby boy won't be out of his sight for a minute.

also the hermit crab thing?? i don't think y'all realise how often i have to stop myself from dropping stupid weird little facts into all of my fics. i saw this opportunity to share my hermit crab knowledge and was like :)) perfect :)) bhvjfkdlfjhvgjfkdl

but ahh i'm so glad you liked it babe!!! i love you, you're wonderful, i am sending you ALL the kisses <33 enjoy the rest of your weekend my love!

[byunbaekhyunie]

this is

inspired by real life events

—♡ ootd w boyfriend!dean

requested by @breaudelaire 💓

[park-jimin-isnt-real]

hi gorgeous!! i was passing by to ask you if you are planning on continuing "edge of tonight"?

i just love this series so much and there hasn't been an update in so long 😔😔 btw I'm obsessed with ur account and your writing is just 😙🤌 and I'm sorry if you don't understand something, english is not my first language and I'm still learning :) hope you have a nice day ♡!

dear all my other asks I promise I will get to you but I had to answer this one immediately because

YES YES OH MY GOD YES

EOT IS NOT OVER

I know I haven't updated in like. A month or something. I just- I hit a wall and words are not coming.

EOT started as a river, it was just an idea that I had that wouldn't leave me alone, so I jumped in and wrote a little something and posted it on a whim and then people really seemed to like it

And the river kept going so I decided to go with the flow and then the river turned into a waterfall so i rode it down and landed in the pool beneath and I was able to swim around for a while

But now everything has dried up and I am drowning in a sea of empty and I have the weirdest case of imposter syndrome

Because sweet sweet lovely people like you whom I love and adore with all my heart tell me things like "I love your writing! It's so good! You're amazing!" and I sit back in my little corner of the internet and go "babe who's writing are you reading cause it sure as hell ain't mine, this is shit!"

I catapulted myself into this world not knowing what the fuck I was doing or where I wanted to go but now I'm here and people know me and they expect things from me and I expect things from myself and I just can't fucking meet the bar anymore and it's driving me insane

EOT is not over. There is a kink in the hose somewhere and as soon as I find it the river will start up and the waterfall will flow again. The next chapter is like, 66%-ish done? And I've started on the couple chapters following it, progress rn is just very, very slow, and probably will be until I can get myself out of this creative drought I have found myself in.

And dear sweet lovely beautiful anon, who i just unloaded all of this onto (I am so sorry), bby don't you worry about anything, your English was perfect, and I actually really needed this lil message. I didn't realize just how much I was internally holding onto and needed to just, let out. So thank you babe 😘 I hope your day is incredible. Remember to eat a snack and stay hydrated!