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HAHHAHA MAGIC MIN WHY HOBI WHY LMAO 😂😂😂 this is so cute i love them!!!!!! (also BESTies nearly every day 👀👀👀👀👀👀)

THANK YOU I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 🥰✨🌸☀️⭐️🫶

HI HELLO HARROW MY LOVE

I LOVE A little wip snip game would you be willing to share some showstopper 🥺🥺🥺 i think i’m in my sope hours

omg the adoration in this gif AH it’s perfect 🥰🥰🥰

MG~~~~~~!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 💐

AND OMG YOONGIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! HOSEOKIEEEE!!!!!!!! i am ✨obsessed✨ with them.

ok okkokok lemme get a snippy-poo from Showstopper 2!!! i don't have anything remotely juicy for this chapter yet, but rereading this part made me actually LOL.

Attached is a link to a burger joint that Hoseok has been to several times over the years, and he smiles to himself as he realizes he will be meeting Yoongi again. Yoongi, who he has seen every day since Monday, and nearly every day the week prior, with the exception of last Saturday and Sunday. Hoseok Ah, I know that spot! Sounds great. Hoseok clicks off the screen of his phone and squeezes the device tight in his palm, considering what kind of outfit would be best for such an outing. He is surprised when it takes less than a minute for a response to come in and bites his lip as he reads it over. Magic Min Great. Is noon good? Or do you need more time to fuss over what to wear? Ah, there it is, the classic Min Asshole charm. Hoseok had nearly forgotten about just how obnoxious Yoongi can be, and he rolls his eyes at how he always knows just what to say to get under his skin. The man does have a point, though; does Hoseok have enough time to fuss over what to wear?

🥰😍😍

wanna play? ask me about some wips!

New York City ballet production of Midsummer Nights Dream

I have a really big hard thought, like imagine being at a party with your friends Heeseung and Jake while you see your ex-boyfriend kissing another girl, you start to feel bad and Heeseung and Jake get jealous and decide to treat you like you deserve it taking you to their place to make you scream their names and both of them overstimulating you at the point you cry for it. If you can write something like this would be the end of me

Also I would like to be 🌪 anon

Life Of The Party ┃L.HS & S.JY

jake and heeseung x reader

yn focuses more on her ex than hs and jy so they give her something better to focus on.

cw: smut! fingering, pussy eating, dirty talk, jealousy (slight), crying, dacryphillia, swearing, threesome, kissing (mxm and fxm), neck kissing/marking, overstimulation, creampie, unprotected sex, doggy style, missionary, parties, getting over a breakup, nipple/tit sucking, clit play, pleasurable torture, i think that's it

wdct: 3.6k

ty for the request this is the longest one yet 😁

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Third Person POV~

Being single seems to have given you more freedom. Your boyfriend cheated on you, and then you kicked him out of your apartment. You'd be lying if you said breaking up with him wasn't painful. Two years down the drain because your boyfriend cheated with some random girl. 

But you've sort of moved on.. You spend more time with your friends.. They make you happy, but part of you wants another relationship.

Your two closest friends, Jake and Heeseung, invited you to come with them to a party tonight. So you got ready and they came to pick you up. You weren't exactly thrilled, but Heeseung and Jake practically forced you, so you had no choice.

The party itself wasn't bad.. Everyone was nice and you even met a new guy. His name was Sunghoon you think, but the music was loud so you weren't completely sure. Either way he was pretty cute. 

You had a few drinks already to loosen up and not worry so much. Now you were sitting on the patio where fewer people were around. Just to breathe for a moment. Heeseung stepped out, sitting in the chair beside yours. "The whole point of bringing you here was to get you laid.. How can that happen if you're avoiding everyone?"

You sighed, downing the rest of your drink before setting the cup down. "I'm not really interested in getting laid.." You mumble, the alcohol starting to get to you. Heeseung groaned. "You're so stubborn.. Sunghoon was trying so hard to get in your pants.."

"He's not my type.. As much of a pretty boy he is, I'm just not digging it.." You reply and Heeseung sighs. "Tough.. What about Jongseong? He seemed to be into you.." He asks as you groan. "Heeseung, please.. Jongseong is hot, but he just got out of a relationship and I refuse to be someone's rebound."

Heeseung is beyond frustrated. All he wants for you is to get back into the lifestyle you had before you even dated that asshole. One night stands were fun.. Parties were stellar. You were just a different person then. A person that Heeseung misses dearly.

"Fine. I'm done trying to get you a good fuck.. But at least come inside and hang out with me and Jake.." He pouted, and you smiled, getting up. "Okay.. Come on.."

You walked behind Heeseung, letting him pull you  into the living room where Jake was playing beer pong with Jongseong and Sunghoon.

You sat down, taking the drink Heeseung had got for you before he sat down next to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. 

You glanced around the room before your eyes landed on the pair sitting on the couch opposite the one you were sitting on.

You thought you saw wrong at first, but low and behold, it's your ex and the girl he cheated with. His tongue is down her throat and she's on his lap. The whole view makes your stomach turn in disgust. 

After that, your whole mood is off. Jake is the first to notice, and without even confirming that you saw your ex kissing on that girl, he knows it's because you saw him. 

He doesn't blame you.. He knows that you haven't seen him since the breakup, so it's probably not easy, especially when he's with someone and you're hardly getting back to being yourself.

You excuse yourself, heading to the bathroom, and Jake calls Heeseung into the kitchen. "What's up, Yun?" He questions as Jake sighs. "She's clearly not happy right now.. That asshole just had to show up and show off his new piece right in front of her." He explains as Heeseung nods. "You noticed too?.."

Jake nods. "I think we could do something for her.. Because I'm honestly tired of that asshole getting more attention than us when he broke her heart and we've always been here.." 

Heeseung agrees, seemingly deep in thought of how they could make you feel better. He then whispers an idea to which Jake nods in agreement. "Let's do it."

They then head to the bathroom, knocking on the door as you open it. They immediately walk in with you, closing the door behind them. 

"What are you guys doing?.." You ask, shocked as Heeseung sighs. "We wanna take you home." He says plainly and you raise an eyebrow. "Why?.." You question as Jake steps in. "We noticed how you started frowning when you saw him.. I wanna know what face you'd make if it was just us.." He said, his tone slightly seductive. 

Heeseung chuckled, cupping your chin as he turned your head towards him. "We want what's best for you.. Just give us a chance to show you what you're missing, hm?.."

His tone is very persuasive, something that you definitely can't deny. And as much as this whole situation sounds wrong, you think it'll feel right. So you nod. "Okay.."

The two immediately beam at your response. Before you can register, they're pulling you out of the bathroom, not even bothering to say goodbye to their friends before dragging you outside and to the car.

Heeseung is driving, and Jake hops into the back seat beside you. You're quiet for the first half of the ride until Heeseung speaks. "Are you sure you wanna do this?.." He questions as you shrug. "I don't know.. Maybe I'm feeling adventurous right now.." You reply dully.

Heeseung pulls over, turning to face you in the backseat. "Y/n... I need you to be serious.. We're not going through with anything if you're not sure." 

You shrug yet again. "I don't know.. I've never had a threesome before.. I guess it's something to check off my bucket list." Jake chuckles at your reply, earning a glare from Heeseung.

"Are you absolutely sure you wanna do it?.. We're not gonna be gentle.." You nod in response. "I'm sure.. Question, though.. Have you two had a threesome together before?" You ask, already having a semblance of the answer, but wanting to confirm.

Jake nods. "Honestly, Heeseung and I have had multiple threesomes together.. You'd be surprised how easy it is to accomplish when a girl is that horny.." 

You shake your head with a laugh, to glancing between the two of them. "Well.. I trust you guys, so I'm down.. Let's have some fun."

Soon enough you're at their apartment complex, and Jake helps you out of the car before leading you towards their apartment front door where Heeseung is fumbling with the keys. 

Once the door is open, Jake lets you walk in first. You follow Heeseung into the kitchen, and he grabs three glasses, setting them on the counter. "If I'm gonna do this with you guys, I feel like we should be way more drunk.. That way we can blame it on the alcohol in the morning." 

You snicker at his words, taking the glass he handed you once he filled it partially with whiskey. 

You weren't a fan of brown liquor, but it was definitely an easy road to getting drunk faster. The three of you all stood around the kitchen island, exchanging small glances and short conversations.

With every sip from your glass, you relaxed a little more, letting loose so you could simply focus on the current situation.

You hadn't noticed how close Heeseung was, being the first to initiate intimacy as he wrapped an arm around your waist, pressing his lips to your neck.

You gasp softly, eyes shutting as you took in the feeling of his lips on your neck. Jake watched silently, downing the rest of his drink before rounding the counter to cup your cheek. 

He turns your head towards him, kissing you as you hum into the kiss. Their touch on your skin is like fire, but in the best way possible. You're already getting more excited and all they're doing is kissing you.

Jake pulls away, smiling at you as you turn towards Heeseung who leans in to capture your lips with his. His kiss is less gentle, you can almost taste the need building up at the back of his throat when he slots his tongue into your mouth. 

Jake takes no action, instead watching the two of you kiss, his hands on your hips and his head on your shoulder. When you and Heeseung finally part, he presses his lips to your ear. "Let's head to the bedroom.. As much as I'd hate to admit, I'm all too eager to see you naked right now.." 

You chuckle, pulling away from Jake, turning to face him instead as you kiss him again. "Then what's the wait?... Let's go."

Before you can even respond, he's pulling you towards the bedroom, stumbling through the door with Heeseung following slowly behind. He's not in a rush, not as much as Jake, but part of him wants to watch the two of you interact before he even gets involved.

Jake is quick to pull you close, kissing you, with more passion this time as he slides his hands beneath your shirt, wanting more of a connection. It's not long before he's pulling away to attempt to pull the shirt over your head.

Heeseung decides to intervene, not wanting Jake to steal all the fun. He turns your head towards him, smiling. "Strip.." The word falls easily from his lips, so seductively that you can't even think of disobeying.

You hum, putting on a strip tease as you slowly unzip your skirt, sliding past your hips before letting it hit the floor. Then, you brought the shirt up and over your head, letting it litter the floor. The last thing you remove is your heels.

"If you wanna see the rest, you're gonna have to earn it.." Your words are alluring and Heeseung finds it cute. He likes this side of you. He's used to the normal side of you where you're more direct and not at all teasing. 

He leads you to the bed, Jake following as you climb onto the bed, basically sandwiched between them. Heeseung kisses you again, seemingly unable to get enough of your taste. 

Jake on the other hand has better plans ahead. He kisses down your neck, trailing down past your chest and to your stomach. 

You moan when he rubs you through the silk of your panties, giving Heeseung further access to kiss you deeper. All the while, Jake's kisses get lower and lower, soon reaching your waistband.

You pull away from Heeseung momentarily to glance down at him, watching him grip the fabric before tugging it downwards. The second they were off, he slid a finger into you, moving it slowly in and out of you. You tilt your head back, biting your lip to hold back a moan.

Heeseung moves, sliding a finger in with Jake's as you let out a short gasp. They move they're fingers perfectly together and you're sure this isn't the first time they've done this. Their fingers press perfectly against your sweet spot, drawing needy moans from your throat as you watch their movements.

Jake takes the lead, leaning down to swipe his tongue against your clit before sucking on it.

Heeseung scoffs, grabbing Jake by his hair. "You're so eager.. Stealing all the fun.." The younger man pulls away from you at Heeseung's words, removing his finger from your hole. "Then join me.. No one's stopping you.."

Heeseung smirks, leaning down as he flicks his tongue against your clit, holding your right leg open while Jake holds the other.

Jake continues to move his tongue against you, his tongue moving with Heeseung's as they both sucked on your pussy.

You moan louder, having never experienced such pleasure. Both of their tongue on you is insane, and it feels amazing. Heeseung and Jake seem to be enjoying it as well, alternating between giving each other room to eat at your cunt and then going back to doing it together. It feels amazing, and you're already so close.

"Fuck..." You tug on Heeseung's hair, and he caresses your thigh, pulling away. "Just cum when you need to, baby.." He's now watching Jake take you to the edge, running his hand through the younger man's hair as Jake eagerly eats you out, his tongue flicking mercilessly against your clit.

You can feel the pleasure blooming hotly in your lower abdomen, and it's not long before you're spilling into Jake's mouth, coming undone on his tongue as he laps up every liquid that flows out of you.

Once you've come down from your high, he sits up, pulling Heeseung into a kiss to allow the older man to taste you as well. The scene is so hot, watching them kiss each other as comfortably as they would you. The way they grasp at each other. It's all so alluring.

Your orgasm has slightly sobered you, and now you're feeling shy. Jake and Heeseung are both fully dressed still, but you're completely naked, save for the bra covering your chest.

"Why am I the only one naked..?" You question as Heeseung smiles, trailing his hand up your thigh. "Because I wouldn't have been able to contain myself if these clothes weren't acting as a barrier.. But now that you're all prepped.." He pulls his shirt off, letting it hit the floor. "I can finally have some fun with you.."

Jake pulls you to sit up, moving to sit behind you as Heeseung smiles. "Hands and knees, baby.."

He undoes his belt while you take position, staring up at Jake as he kisses you, cupping your jaw sweetly. "Be a good girl, hm?.." He mumbles as he undoes his own pants, freeing his cock from the restraint of his pants.

You immediately take it into your hand, giving it a few gentle licks before taking the tip into your mouth. You moan in surprise when you feel Heeseung's cockhead press against you, sliding in slowly as you lose focus for a second, only continuing when Jake tangled his hands into your hair, easing you further down his length.

It was hard to focus. Heeseung's thrusts were slow, but cavernous, hands gripping your hips as you moan, swirling your tongue around Jake's cock.

Jake leans his head back, lips parted to release low moans as you suck his dick. The way you pull off every minute or so to breathe, the way you moan around him, and the way you stroke what can't fit. It's all to attractive for him.

"Fuck.. You're doing so well..." He praises as you take him slightly deeper, his tip pressing against the walls of your throat as you gag around him.

Heeseung quickens his pace once he feels that your used to him, fucking you faster, but just as deep.

This causes you to lose focus slightly, inhaling sharply as a shallow pain settled into your hips. Heeseung was rough, hips meeting yours with every drive, his cock entering you fully each time. The feeling has you seeing stars, moaning around Jake as you go from sucking his dick to wrapping your lips around him sloppily. He pulls you off, tugging on your hair to tilt your head back as he kisses you, tasting himself on your tongue.

You're drawn from Jake once more when Heeseung slaps your ass, wrapping his arm around you to apply pressure on your clit. You're a moaning mess, arms growing tired from holding yourself up. And Heeseung notices. He's been watching your arms shake for awhile now, wondering when you're gonna give up.

Before your arms can give out on you, Heeseung pulls you up by your arms, resting back on his heels as he continues to pound into you.

Jake takes the opportunity to shove your bra downwards, leaning forward to take your perky nipple into his mouth. He hums around you, eliciting a moan out of you as you lean back, letting Heeseung hold you flush against him.

You can feel your orgasm growing closer.. Heeseung's too. The way his hips move in an unsteady pace, and his fingers work your clit so easily. It's all too perfect.

"Heeseung.. Holy shit.." You whine, feeling a tightness in the pit of your stomach. He chuckles, pressing kisses to your shoulder. "Gonna cum?. Hm?.. Gonna make a mess on my cock?.." His words make everything feel ten times better, and Jake's mouth on your chest, switching back and forth as he sucks purple love bites into your skin.. It's heavenly..

It's not long before you cum, creaming Heeseung's cock as you tighten around him, paving the way for his own orgasm as he spills blissfully into your aching heat. His movements slow, and Heeseung pulls out, switching spots with Jake as he gestures for you to move closer.

You obey willfully, letting Heeseung kiss you gently before sitting against his chest, your legs spread wide open for Jake's entry.

The younger male is now shirtless. His pants still hanging loosely at his hips, and his erected length standing proudly, glistening dimly with your spit and his precum.

He situates himself between your legs, pressing his tip against your clit as you whine, still feeling sensitive. He ignores the twitching of your hips, rubbing himself eagerly against you as he let's out his own moans.

He eventually gets himself worked up, feeling needy and shoving himself inside you with a quick thrust. You're seeing stars again, feeling an intense pleasure that you're not used to.

Jake's movements are shorter and not as deep as Heeseung's, but it still feels amazing. Without forcing himself to deep, he still manages to hit all the right spots.

You're moaning with every brush against your sweet spot, head tilted back against Heeseung's chest. The older male is watching happily, unclipping your bra and pulling it off of you so he has complete access to your chest, groping your breasts and playing with your nipples.

You hadn't expected much going into this, but you definitely don't regret it. Everything feels incredible, and Jake and Heeseung know they're making you feel good.

With both of them touching you, it feels absolutely amazing, and your body is still sensitive from the previous two orgasms. Jake's pace is relentless at this point, growing faster and deeper as he presses his thumb to your clit, rubbing it in circular motions.

You start squirming immediately, legs making an effort to close, but Jake spreads them again, holding down one thigh using his other hand to rub your clit.

"Fuck... Jake.. Please." You whine, tears forming in your eyes as he fucks you harder. Heeseung wraps his palm loosely around your neck, tilting your head back as he whispers in your ear. "Feel good? Hm?.. Us fucking you senseless?" He voices teasingly, running his tongue over the shell of your ear. You whimper, the sound coming straight out of your throat as tears start streaming down your cheeks.

Jake chuckles, slowing his thrust as he reaches up to wipe your tears. "Is it that good? Or are you just weak?.." His words make you cry harder, squirming against them as Heeseung holds you down, sucking on your neck, creating more purplish marks.

Jake goes back to toying with your clit, and you're trembling, orgasm nearing at an impeccable pace.

"Cum.. Be a good girl and cum for us.." Heeseung whispers against your ear, sending chills down your spine as tighten around Jake, drawing a gritted moan from the back of his throat.

Jake thrusts a few more times before your coming undone for the third time tonight, whining and moaning as Jake continues to thrust into you, wet and lewd sounds echoing throughout the room.

"Please no more.." Your vision is cloudy from the tears, and it's almost hard to breathe. Heeseung turns your head, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips. "Shh.. Just breathe.. You can take it.."

Though his words are encouraging and sweet, you can't help how overstimulated you feel, and Jake doesn't seem to care either. He's lost in his own pleasure, thrusting haphazardly as he chases his orgasm.

"I'm gonna cum, shit.." He grips your hips, rutting against you as he spills into you, painting your insides with his cum. Once he finally stills himself inside you, you let out a weak moan, whimpering when he pulls out.

"What a mess..." Jake smiles, running his fingers through the mess of cum coating your thighs and your pussy, sliding them into your mouth to make you taste it.

You whine around his fingers, sucking them clean as he pulls them out, leaning down to give you a soft kiss before staring down at you. "From now on, you belong to us.. Forget about that bastard." His tone drops seriously, and you nod in understanding.

Heeseung chuckles, kissing your head. "Good girl.."

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500 Follower Boop Booth: Day 4

You guys think Grayson can crack?

Dangerous? Or Friendly?

Mike is fearful of the animatronics. I mean, can you blame him? They're huge! But Abby appears to gain their trust really quickly. Who are these ghost kids hidden in the animatronics? And why do they want to play with him so badly?

Thus begins the first of many FNAF Movie fanfics. I had started this fanfic before watching the movie. Then, when I watched the movie, I went home and tweaked it before finishing off the rest of the story. Naturally, this fanfic is going to contain spoilers. But despite that, I hope you like it!

Mike stared at the huge bear animatronic that was walking closer to him. He had picked up a chair in an attempt to hit the bear animatronic…or at the very least, keep some space between them…He desperately didn’t want to die by the animatronics tonight. All he wanted was to finish this shift and get the heck out of there. 

“Mike!” He heard, running from the animatronics up to her brother. “They wouldn’t stop tickling me. I thought I was gonna die!” Abby explained. 

Mike was too busy staring at the orange-coloured eyes of the bear animatronic. It was not only huge, but the thing was growling at him suspiciously. He was too busy focusing on that, to realize Abby’s choice of words at first. 

“Freddy…this is my brother, Mike.” Abby told the bear. 

The bear looked Mike up and down, still suspicious of the adult in front of it. Mike didn’t know what to say…or even what to do. The only thing keeping him safe was the wooden chair in his hands. According to Abby, these huge machines weren’t really hurting her…well, not technically. They were tickling her, but not really causing any other harm to her. But he didn’t care if they were harmless right now…the animatronics were still hella terrifying…

Freddy’s eyebrows dropped their ferocious scowl and raised into a more ‘happy’ facial expression. Mike was a little taken aback by this. Was Freddy…not angry at him anymore? Then, the bunny animatronic started making its way up to Mike next. Still scared of the other animatronics, Mike quickly aimed the chair towards the bunny, making sure to keep some distance between them. “Stay there.” He warned. “Abby, get behind me.” he attempted to order.

Abby looked at her brother with worry. “They’re not gonna hurt you. You’re with me.” She told him. 

Mike was still unsure though. He'd rather risk losing their trust and keep the chair up, than lower the chair and let his guard down. As much as he trusted his sister…he was too scared to do anything that risked getting him killed. But…if he’s with Abby…and Abby gained the trust of the animatronics…then maybe…

“This is Freddy, Bonnie, Foxy and Chica.” Abby told him, pointing to every animatronic as she said the names.

He started to lower the chair. The chicken and the fox animatronics made their way closer to Mike as well, soon surrounding Mike in somewhat of a rough circle. Mike looked a little more nervous now…cause it seemed that no matter where he looked, an animatronic would be staring right at him. Though Freddy and Bonnie’s eyebrows had calmed down and showed its trust, the others hadn’t yet. They still looked as suspicious as ever.

But right as Mike felt like he finally had some control and comfort…he felt a single poke to his side. 

“-?!” Mike jumped, barely making a sound as he contorted his body to look at the animatronic that had poked him. “Who did that?!” He asked, staring at both the chicken and the fox. 

Abby giggled. “Chica did!” She told him. 

“W-which one? The…yellow one?” Mike asked. 

“Yup! Chica, as in chicken.” Abby replied. 

Though he would never admit it, Abby’s wordplay…was actually a good strategy to help him remember the name. 

“W-what…” Mike attempted to ask Chica as it got slightly closer. “What are you…” 

Another poke hit him right in the ribs, surprising Mike enough to let out something. “aAh-?!” His voice wobbled, a strained, tiny smile appearing on his face for only a moment. “No.” Mike warned the fox, who was staring at Mike and holding its index finger up in frozen shock. 

Abby smirked. “Uh oh~” she teased. 

“Abby, no.” Mike warned his sister. 

“It’s too late~” Abby teased evilly, letting out a giggle.

“Abby- GaAha-!” He jumped again, curling in a little bit and temporarily losing his footing. 

“Go for the ribs and armpits!” Abby declared. 

Mike looked over at Abby with panic and betrayal. “ABBY!” He reacted. 

“His feet are ticklish too! Hehehe!” Abby giggled. 

Mike shot Abby a fearful glare. “Shut it!” He ordered. Then he looked at the animatronics, which were all staring at Mike just inches away from him. “Sh-she’s lying!” He told them desperately, hoping and praying they don’t try anything. 

But this lie didn’t do anything…in fact, all it did was encourage Abby to run up and squeeze his sides! Mike gasped and hugged himself, curling up a bit and trying to keep his laughter in. “aAH- ST-Stop- stOP!” He ordered in desperation. Though they weren’t the most ticklish spot, they were still bad enough to render him somewhat helpless. 

“See?” Abby told the animatronics with a proud, shit-eating grin. 

The animatronics looked back and forth amongst each other, showing contentment in their robot faces. Mike didn’t know whether he wanted to strangle his sister, or run away. He loved his sister, but my god…the girl loved to test the waters and make him question it. And if this week wasn’t evidence enough of that…then I don’t know what was. 

On top of that, Mike could feel his knees beginning to buckle due to his sister’s tickles. He was curling into the sides and fighting every instinct to flee as he felt his legs weaken further and further. He knew he was going down slowly…but he was not going down without a vigorous fight. But his arms could only protect so much at once, especially when you’re trying to prove to the animatronics just how not ticklish he was. The truth was…Abby was right. He’s very ticklish, and wouldn’t be able to last much longer. 

The man wasn’t sure if he should continue to fight on, or just give up and laugh. 

…And then Abby pulled a brutal move on him…by squeezing his lower ribs. 

“aAAHA!” Mike dropped to his knees and hugged his ribs. “A-ABBYHYHY-!” Mike shouted, flopping onto his side and kicking his legs as Abby playfully dug further into his ribs. Mike had closed his eyes…which meant he couldn’t see the animatronics’ reactions and movements. Dammit, Abby! Why must she do this to him!? 

Mike’s panic only exacerbated the moment he felt a pair of large, metal, blue hands grab his waist and lift him up. Yes…I am not kidding. The animatronic lifted him up like a toddler, not even phased by the size and weight of this security guard. “AAH! NO! LET ME GO!” Mike shouted, now squirming and kicking his feet wildly. But to no one’s surprise, not even a body shift could compromise the animatronic’s undeniable strength. Whoever thought making scarily strong animatronics like this was a good idea…was unbelievably insane. 

“Wow! Bonnie’s really strong!” Abby reacted, somehow unphased by this huge feat. 

But Mike’s squirming halted for only a moment when he felt skitters and squeezes on his upper ribs. Mike gasped and started squirming for a completely different reason, as a wobbly, stupid little smile began to fill his lips. “Ohno- NONONO-!” Mike opened his eyes and screeched as he felt the fat skittering fingers of the bear animatronic, moving up and down his lower front ribs. Finally, Mike burst out in surprised laughter as he tried and failed to get out of their strong grip. “OHGOD NOHOHOHOhohooo! aaAAHAHAAA-!? NOHOHO! Thihis isn’t fahahairrr!” He laughed. 

Abby was giggling like mad, loving every second of this. “Hahaha! How’s it feel being tickled by robot tickle monsters?” Abby asked with a grin. 

“Thihihis ihis INSAHAHAHANE!” He hung his head and shook in Bonnie’s grasp. “C-Cohohome ohon-” He jumped and lost his composure yet again, when he felt the blue fingers going up his ribs slightly to the 4th or 5th rib. “NAHAHAHAhahahaha! W-WAHAIT- GAHAHAhahaha!” Mike yelled. 

Abby smiled brightly. “Go for the armpits! His armpits are bad too! They make him all squeaky!” Abby told Freddy. 

Mike groaned through his laughter. “Abs plehehease stohohohop!” He pleaded. “Yohohohou’re nohohot- NO!” Mike screeched and yelled as Bonnie scooted its hands slightly lower on his ribs, presumably so Freddy had more access to his underarms…

Why Abby keeps telling Freddy and the animatronics his ticklish secrets, he could not tell you. But man, he was tempted to tickle his sister to tears the moment he got free. 

“F-FREDDYWAIT-” Mike stared at the thick fingers that were subtly threatening to tickle his now-vulnerable armpits. When Freddy had placed the fingers mere millimeters away from his armpits, Mike knew he was doomed. But still…he tried one last attempt to ask for freedom. He gulped. “Uh….m-mercy?” He asked rather anxiously. 

Freddy’s ears wiggled slightly before the fingers finally touched down on his armpits. Just the touch down was ticklish enough! But when the fingers started MOVING?! HOLY CRAP, IT TICKLED LIKE MAD! Any amount of laughter that filled his lungs, came out in an uncharacteristic, high-pitched squeal. “aaaAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA! AAAAAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHO! NaAaAAH! NAHAHAHEHEHEHE!” Mike squeaked and squealed through his laughter. 

Abby just laughed as she watched. “Isn’t Mike’s laugh funny?” Abby asked. 

Freddy then stopped his tickle attack for a moment, to let the man breathe. Mike treated the break like a trophy, and happily took advantage. It was like he hadn’t taken a breath in years! The feeling of a simple breath made him overwhelmed with gratitude. He cleared his throat a little bit as he tried to pull himself together. 

Once Mike felt calm enough to properly think, he tried to get himself free from Bonnie’s grip. “Okay…You had your fun. Can you please let me go now?” Mike asked. 

Abby looked at the other animatronics and watched as they…almost conversed with each other. Mike watched them with both confusion, and fear in his eyes. He lowered himself slightly to talk to Abby. “What’s happening? What are they talking about?” Mike asked. 

She giggled. “They’re talking about what tickle spot to go for next.” She told him outright. 

Mike bit his lip. Oh no…Not good. 

Wait…How does she know?! Can she- Can she TALK TO THEM?! 

Mike widened his eyes and turned to Abby with fear visible in his eyes. “Can you tell them to stop?” Mike asked. 

Abby tilted her head. “Why? They just want to play.” She told him. 

“I…I don’t have time to play. I’m supposed to be working.” Mike told him. 

The animatronics stopped their ‘conversation’ and looked over at Mike and Abby. Mike tensed up slightly as he stared at the animatronic bear’s eyes again. Something about those eyes looked dead inside, yet…their eyes glowed in a human-kind of way that made a shiver move up his spine. It was nerve-wracking, and he wasn’t sure he liked it all that much.  

But Freddy looked over at Chica, and…started waving for Chica to come over. Mike widened his eyes and started squirming all over again. No no no, that chicken thing had better not be getting closer to him. Abby had gasped and covered her mouth, letting out an excited squeal. Oh no! What in the world were they planning that was so exciting to her?! 

“Abby?! What are they planning?!” Mike asked. 

Abby looked at Mike, and giggled menacingly. For the love of-WHY WON’T SHE TELL HIM?!

Mike looked at the chicken animatronic and prepared himself. “Chick-Chica NO.” Mike lifted his right foot up and started pushing against Chica’s middle chest. “Stay back. I’m warning you.” He ordered before pushing with his other foot as well, in an attempt to get the animatronic away from him. 

But to both Mike AND Abby’s surprise, Chica grabbed his ankles, and gave him a bit of a tug. And to Mike’s horror, Bonnie let go of him and let him fly upside down! “WhooOOHNO-” 

Abby gasped and held her stomach as she bursted out laughing. 

Mike felt his bangs fall above his head as he struggled to come to terms with being upside down. Great…Looks like the animatronics were just toying with him at this point. 

“Abs, please…” Mike said, looking at her upside down. “What are they doing?” He asked, confused and worried. But his attention switched over to the fiddling and adjusting he felt against his shoe. “What-” Mike muttered as he curled himself up, attempting to see how his feet were being toyed with. “Hey! Stop that!” He ordered. 

But Mike widened his eyes in horror the second he felt his shoe being slipped off his foot. SHIT! 

“OHNO-?!” Mike started to panic as he heard the shoe fall to the ground. “Abby help!” Mike yelled as he pulled on his ankles and struggled to get himself right side up. “ABBY!” Mike held his arms out desperately. 

Abby only giggled. “You are all gonna love this! His feet are so ticklish!” Abby told them excitedly. 

Mike groaned and squeezed his eyes shut. “Abbyyyy…” Mike groaned. 

“And don’t forget his piggies!” Abby teased. 

“Abby-” Mike was growing somewhat impatient with his sister by this point. 

“Though be careful with his toes. He might die if he’s tickled too much there.” She warned. 

Heh…‘Be careful’...Hearing that was funny enough in its own right. At least she has the right of mind to tell them to at least be careful…

His breath hitched the moment he felt a fat finger on the arch of his socked left foot. He squeezed his eyes shut and covered his mouth with his hands. NO. They are NOT getting away with tickling him again. Nuh uh, no way. They can fight with him all they want to, but they will NEVER get a laugh out of him! Not now, not ever again. 

Or so he thought…

Only one little flutter…right under his toes…was enough to make every bit of laughter burst out of him. The poor man threw his arms against his chest and leaned his head back slightly as every laugh he had bunched up in his lungs, had finally let themselves free. “GAHAHAHAHAhahahaha! Ohohokahay, okahahahayyyyy!” Mike yelled. 

“YAY!” Abby declared, laughing alongside him. 

Mike put his hands in praying position. “Yohohou got mehehehee! P-Plehehehease stohohop! Ihihihi’m lahahaughihihing ehenohohough!” He pleaded. 

“Okay, let’s stop.” Abby told Chica. 

Chica moved its fingers away, and looked at Abby for her next instruction. 

Abby waited a few seconds, while listening to his brother breathe somewhat heavily from exhaustion. “You okay?” Abby asked. 

Mike huffed and puffed a few more times. “Ihihi…Ihi’m okay…I’m good.” 

“Do you need a break?” Abby asked. 

“Thahat…would be nihice.” Mike admitted. 

“Okay.” Abby replied. “How about…in a few more minutes?” Abby asked, looking at the animatronics. Mike nodded his head. A break sounded amazing right about now. Especially if…wait, did she say ‘in a few minutes’? 

“Okay go!” Abby suddenly told Chica. 

Mike’s eyes grew to the size of saucers. “Wait WHA-” 

Mike shrieked as the fat fingers started tickling him all over again. He couldn’t even hold in his laughter this time, instead just letting it fall out of him. “BAAAHAHAHAhahAHAhahaha!” Mike cackled, shocked by the sudden tickles against the ball of his foot. When he finished his fit, Mike took in a breath and squealed in a rather high-pitched voice before falling into another fit of cackles. “Plehehehehehease! HAHahahaha! Ihihit’s toohoohoohoo ticklihihish!” He told Abby. 

“So ticklish you can’t remember your right from left?” 

“HEHEhehehehe- Yehehehehesss!” He replied. 

Abby walked closer to Mike and started poking and tickling his sides. “How about now?” 

Mike jumped and grunted, grasping at his sister’s hands, laughing slightly harder. This is the most Abby has touched him, let alone tickled him, in quite a long time. And though he was technically in a very vulnerable position right now, there were much worse scenarios to be stuck in. 

“Alright. Let’s stop for real this time.” Abby told Chica. 

Chica stopped its fingers. 

“Can you flip him the right way, Chica?” Abby asked. 

Chica lowered its body down and placed its hands under Mike to help pick him up. “ooOKAY…” Mike felt as Chica grabbed under his arms and nodded to Bonnie. With that nod, Bonnie let go of Mike’s feet and let them drop. “Okay- OW.” He yelped as his foot inevitably hit Bonnie’s leg. “Ohokay.” He muttered. Chica lowered Mike down till his feet were touching the ground. “Thank you…” He huffed and attempted to pull himself together. “Not…sure how I feel about you being able to lift me so easily…” Mike admitted. Chica removed his fingers, accidentally tickling his armpit one more time. This made Mike jump snicker one last time. 

Abby shrugged her shoulders and smiled. “That wasn’t too bad, was it?” Abby asked. 

Mike turned to his sister…and slowly gave her a devious smile. “Get over here, you ticklish tattle-tale!” He declared, picking her up and skittering his fingers all over her ribs and belly. “Tick-a-tick-a-tick-a-tick-a-tickle~!” He teased, using toddler-like teases so he could further torment her. 

“MIHIHIKE- HAHAhahahaha! NAHAHA- SOHOHORRYYYY!” She shouted. 

“Sorry’s not gonna cut it, Abs.” He teased. “You understood exactly what they were doing, and didn’t bother to tell me all of it.” He moved his fingers to her belly button, earning him a high-pitched squeal. “AND you couldn’t keep your mouth shut about how ticklish I am!” He added. “You’re a little menace who deserves to laugh just as much as I did.” He told her. 

“NAAAAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOT MY BEHEHELLY BUTTOHOHOHON!” She pleaded. 

“What belly button?” He asked innocently. “I didn’t know you had a belly button! Let me see!” Mike picked her up bridal style and blew a raspberry onto her belly button. 

Abby squealed and screamed with laughter as the raspberry filled her belly, before stopping. He lowered her sister down, and continued to hold her bridal style. Abby was still a bit of a giggly mess despite not being tickled for nearly as long. He put her down onto her feet. “There. Should we make it a tie?” He asked, holding his hand up. 

Abby nodded her head and gave him a high five. With that set in motion, Mike started to collect his stuff and take Abby out to the car. Funnily enough, the animatronics had tickled him up until his shift had ended. 

And by the time Mike had pulled into the driveway, Abby was sound asleep against the car door with a mauve blanket being used as a pillow. 

Woops, the spider fell into its own web >:]

yeah this artstyles a fucking keeper

It’s finally finished!!! *collapses* Goodness, this was exhausting, but….it was worth it and I love how it’s come out. I hope you all like it too!!

The song is called Crystal by Youtube’s Audio Library.

I've actually been wanting to draw something like this for the past couple of days, but the impetus to finally sit down and draw it came from a question from one anon (whose ask I'll answer next)

We all need a little bit of just messing around Kratts, right?

500 Follower Boop Booth: Day 10

Poor Grayson…

Commission for @nataliewritez !!! Thank you so much for supporting me!! I had fun drawing your sona!!

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500 Follower Boop Booth: Day 11

In Need of Stimulation

Summary: Peter 3 needs stimulation and chooses to bug Peter 1.

(Felt good to write a tickle fic again! ❤️ :) This has been one of the busiest seasons I've had in a while and I missed having the time and headspace to write what I love ❤️ Hope you guys enjoy and have a Happy Monday ❤️ :))

Peter 1 jumped when a hand tazered his side. "EEP!"

"Hiya Bug!"

Peter 1 rolled his eyes, but a smile pulled up the corners of his mouth. He couldn't be mad at Three. He knew the older Peter was just looking for stimulation and knew he could get it from his brothers' attention.

However, it was fun not to give in straight away. So One purposefully turned back to his Science homework.

A whine escaped the older Peter. "Come on Peeeeete."

One turned the page of his Science book.

"Uno!"

The youngest bit back a smile.

"Peteeee!" Thee poked his side. "Don't ignore meeee!"

One moved to the side but still kept his eyes on his page.

"Hey!"

"Ack!"

One's Science work clattered to the floor as he was pulled into Three's arm.

"H-hey!"

Three swung his brother back and forth. "Unoooo!"

One sighed. "Yehes?"

The older Peter grinned. "Hi."

"Can I go back to my work now?"

"No way!"

"Dude--."

Three angled One upside down so his lower back was on the back of the couch and his neck and head were resting on the seat of the couch. "You need a break!"

"What?"

Any further protests were cut off by a bout of laughter as Three attacked the youngest's tummy with tickles. One arm stayed securely around One's back to keep him from squirming away, but that did not dissuade him from trying his very best. His legs kicked as he squirmed around in Three's hold.

"Gootchie gootchie goo baby brother!"

"Noho! Threhee!"

"I got your tummy! I got your tummy!"

"Naaa! Leheave myhy tummyhy alohone!"

"But he's so lonelyyy!" Three scribbled around. "My fingers are keeping him company."

"Noho!" One snorted. "Thehey're bahad ihinfluehences!"

"They're the best of influences!"

"Theheyre horrihiblehel!"

"You dare insult my finger friends!"

One nodded as a snort slipped out.

"Just for that!"

Before One could ask, Three unleashed a round of raspberries into the youngest's tummy.

One squealed! His older brother just had to play dirty and break out the raspberries. They were a terrible weapon. Especially with the facial hair Three did have on his face!

After a few more raspberries, One tugged on Three's hair.

The older Peter chuckled as he lifted his head. "Ahall tickled ohout?"

One shook his head. "J-uhust beherried ohout."

"Is that so?"

A blush spread across One's face as Three smirked. "Shut uhup!"

With an ever growing grin, Three lifted One's legs and rolled him onto the seat of the couch.

The youngest bounced. "Oof!"

Before he could get up, Three jumped over the back of the couch and onto the youngest. He sat on One's lower back. "Round two?"

"Shuhut up!"

"Nah." Three skittered across One's shoulder blades. "I think I'll tease you instead."

The youngest dissolved into squealish laughter.

Stress Relief

A/N: spent the afternoon on this !! :D it’s been quite awhile since I’ve written something so sorry if it’s shitty 😭 Warning there is some heavy angst at the start but it slowly gets better, no worries ^^ as always Grayson belongs to the great, the almighty, @parker-fluff go ahead and follow them if you like having a left kidney. Just felt the need to write some comfort fluff with my favorite 2 boys, hope you enjoy !! :’]

Grayson slammed his things on his desk, locking his dorm door as he threw himself onto the bed. He’d been having by far the worst week of his life, which he wouldn’t exactly call an accomplishment. College constantly buried him up to his eyeballs in graded assignments, and he wish he could just drown in them. Plus, Elijah had said he was gonna be busy all week rehearsing with his band in their studio, he wished he could just forget all his problems by strumming the strings of a guitar like Elijah could.

Grayson felt frustrated, upset, confused, all of the above. He just wanted to curl up in his bed and never come out.. but, he knew that wouldn’t be possible. He was taken off guard by the vibration of his phone in his pocket, when he took it out he was pleasantly surprised by a text from Elijah.

*“Hey Gray! Sorry I haven’t been able to catch up, it’s been a pain in my ass trying to memorize this entire sheet. Anything new going on? :)”*

His eyes lit up slightly, but he didn’t know how he could just *ask* Elijah to come over. He sighed, tapping the letters on the keyboard with his thumbs.

“Nothin much, just tired”

He hit send and put his phone on the nightstand, pulling the pile of fluffy blankets onto him as he got snuggled in, planning how he was gonna survive tomorrow with all these new assignments.

Barely even 2 minutes into his slumber, he was awoken by a multicolored portal in his dorm which he immediately recognized. His things floated around the room and out came from the portal a rather familiar face, Elijah. “Alright, listen I KNOW something is up when you don’t add a period at the end of your sente- woah.. Hey, you alright bud?” Elijah cut himself off, taken aback by the teary eyed Grayson in front of him. Grayson struggled a bit out of his nest, Elijah immediately walking over and wrapping his arms around him, Grayson returning it but a lot tighter as tears rolled down the college student’s cheeks.

“Hey, hey.. it’s alright, it’s okay I’m here.. let it all out…” Elijah reassured, rubbing his back as he let him cry into his shoulder, not even thinking about his jacket being ruined. “I-I missed you.. *sniff”* Grayson choked out as Elijah sighed. “I know.. I missed you too, man.. I missed you too..” After Grayson got all the tears out of his system, Elijah lightly pulled him back so he could see his face, moving some of his messy hair from it. “Rough week?” He asked, in which Grayson replied with a nod. “Yeah, I get what you mean.. You’re not alone, the bands been fighting all week over what key the song is in and who’s gonna do the solo and stuff.” He explained, sitting on Grayson’s bed as the short Spider-Man quickly accompanied him. “..Do you want me to make you tea? That usually calms your nerves.” Grayson responded with a head shake.

“..Maybe a board game?”

Another shake.

“A song?”

Yet another.

“A old shitty movie?”

Every single time he was met with that same small no. Man, kid was really in the gutter.. Elijah sighed, wrapping his arm around his waist and pulling him close. “..Alright, no worries. I’ll just stay here with you..” He reassured him. While they sat in insufferable silence, the sound of a small squeak suddenly pierced the white noise, Elijah slightly lifting his hand up. “Woah, you alright? I-I didn't hurt you, right?” Elijah looked at him with a worried face, his fear melting off a bit when Grayson replied with a small ‘no’. “I-It’s just-“ He looked down at his mismatched socks. “…I-I was wondering if you could like-..” Grayson stammered a bit while Elijah looked over at him, patient but curious as Grayson tripped over his words. It wasn’t until he motioned for Elijah to come closer, in which he whispered into his ear. “..C-can you… can you ticklememaybe?-“ Grayson muttered quickly, immediately turning away afterwards as a warm smile melted onto Elijah’s face. Normally, he would tease Grayson to death over this, but it seemed this wasn’t a good scenario.

“Alright, snugglebug. C’mere.” He patted his lap, already getting some nervous giggles from Grayson as he let Elijah gently carry him in it. “Theeerree we goo, all nice and snuggly. Now then, where were we? Oh yeah, almost forgot!” He lightly dug his fingers into Grayson’s sides, causing a near shriek from him which dissolved into happy giggles as he curled his legs in. “Eehehehe!- I-Ihihit tihihicklehehes..” He whined, squealing as Elijah lightly pinched up his ribs. “I can imagine it does seeing how much you’re giggling.” He smiled while Grayson tries hiding his face, his arms coming crashing back down when Elijah pinched his upper rib. “Oi, keep your hands off your face, mister!? Weren’t you taught in school that it’ll make your hands dirty?” He teases lightheartedly, spidering his fingers over his tummy.

“Sh-shuhuhush!-“ Grayson managed to giggle out, snorting between his laughs. “Excuse me? How dare you tell me to shush! I’m an American citizen with rights, thank you very much!” He chirped, leaning over and blowing a raspberry on Grayson’s neck, earning a screech from the poor kid. “NAAHAHHAHAA!!- YOHOHOU FUHUHUCKEHEHERR!!” He laughed, giggling even harder when Elijah gasped dramatically. “Well, it seems you’re not gonna learn your lesson with that language! So I’ll teach it for ya!” He buried his face into his neck, blowing another raspberry while Grayson squirmed and snorted about, making no effort to get away. After a few more smaller raspberries scattered around he let Grayson take a breather.

“You alright there, bud?” He felt his heart warm up when he saw Grayson smiling like a happy kid. “..Y-yeahehehe..” He giggled out, squeaking and scrunching his shoulders when Elijah gave his ears a few kisses. “Stahap!-“ Grayson giggled, his blush traveling to his ears while he swatted at Elijah weakly as they both laughed. “You wanna cuddle, bug?” He asked, grinning when Grayson nodded. “Alright, blanket fort time!” He exclaimed, making Grayson giggle a bit as they immediately began retrieving blankets and pillows.

Maybe next week won’t be so bad, after all.

had to have a go at drawing this lil goober

Spiders, Cuddles, and Tickles

Happy Valentine’s Day everybody! I know it’s a little later in the day but I wrote this thing today with some of my three favorite spiders! This is my second time writting fanfiction so I hope it turned out okay! And it’s 1,400+ words! As always, Elijah belongs to @an0ma1y-th3d0ma1y and Grayson belongs to @parker-fluff Go give them love and support they are amazing people!

Valentine’s Day… what a holiday. A day to be close to your loved ones and show them how much you love and appreciate them. 

Ruthie had always tried her best to let everyone, and I mean EVERYONE whom  she loves feel special on this day. 

By delivering little goodies for them, usually being most random things she thought they would like.

For Miguel she dropped off a homemade empanada and some heart shaped confetti that she hoped she made right. For Grayson she found him a jumbo size kitty squishmallow that was nearly half his size.- For Elijah she got him a pack of picks for his guitar and a mini cassette player he could fit in his pocket. She snuck a few small heart stickers on it as well. And well so on and so on.

She loved doing this every year but this year seemed different. Something seemed off about it. This was her first valentines by having the spider bite, but that wasn’t it. It was someone…

She couldn’t help but have an aching feeling in her chest like a whole that would never be filled at the thought of him. Micheal had always done the sweetest things for her on this day. From surprising her with a plushie at 3am- or even just a little kiss on the cheek. But this was the first year she didn’t have that… The feeling of guilt filled her heart as she grabbed the blonde hair on her head.

Sitting on her bed in her room, resisting the urge to look at old pictures she laid down on her side. Hugging a pillow to her chest as she tried he best not cry which didn’t last long. 

But after a couple of minutes she heard a little ping noise from her phone. Signifying a text in a group chat with Grayson and Elijah. Slowly sitting up and Rubbing her eyes she reads the text and responds.

“Hello Ruth! Me and Grayson and chilln at my place and we wanted to thank you for the gifts you gave us. N we were wonderin if we could come over for a bit” 

“You’re welcome! And I would love that actually.” 

She types out as she sends the text and places her phone down on the table. Being  a little bit less sorrowful at the thought of them being with her. 

After a little bit some of the objects in her room began to float as a portal began to form in the corner of her room with darker colors. Followed by Grayson and Elijah coming out of it. Both of them immediately running up to her and pulling her into a group hug. 

“Oh geheheez. Hi guys.” She squeaks out from the tight embrace as she hugs them back. 

“ We wanted to properly thank you for the sweet gifts you gave us.-“ Elijah says as he pauses the tears in her eyes. 

“Wait…are you okay?” Grayson asks with a look of worry matching Elijah’s. Both slightly pull away from the hug.

“Y-Yeah I’m okay really no need to worry…I-I’ve just been thinking about things… I guess.” She says trying to reassure them but the tone in her voice gave it away. 

“Ruthie you’re a terrible liar…you’re not okay I can tell.” Elijah says placing a hand on her shoulder. 

“You got tears in your eyes…” Grayson says as he moves some of her fluffy hair from her face and whipped the tear streaks on her cheeks with his thumbs. “You don’t have to tell us the details if you don’t want to.” 

“But we don’t wanna see you all sad like this…” Elijah says lightly squeezing her shoulder as they pull her into a hug. Keeping her safe in the middle like she was a precious item.

Tears fell from her eyes again as she leaned into their touch. Not necessarily from sorrow and guilt anymore. But from feeling loved and cared for… She didn’t want to forget this feeling…

“T-thanks guys…” she sniffles whipping her eyes. 

After a few minutes of silence that silence was broken by the sound of a high pitched squeak that escaped Ruthie’s lips as the two boys lightly squeezed her sides. Both having smirks in their faces.

“Gahahays d-dohon’t!” She giggles nervously slightly scooting backwards on the bed as she tries to wiggle out of their arms. 

“Dont what?” Grayson asks as his grin widens.

“Tickle you?” Elijah teases with a shit eating grin on his face with his fangs showing. 

Ruthie’s cheeks almost immediately turned a bright pink hue even extending to her ears as she sunk into her hoodie. Nodding as groans in embarrassment.

Both of the boys couldn’t help but have a warm fuzzy feeling in their chests at her reaction. Not even doing anything yet and she was already like this.

“Aww look at that blushy face!” Grayson cooes as he lightly squeezes her right side and nuzzles into the right side of her neck.

“I know right and the freckles make it even more adorable!” Elijah teases while lightly clawing at her tummy while too nuzzling into the left side of her neck. Both of the spider-man’s hair playing a role in tickling her. 

“EEEE! KyaHAHahaha! GahaHAHAYS! Eeeeheheee!” Ruthie squeal slightly kicking her legs and scrunching her shoulders and neck the best she could. Not being able to really fight back as they each have an arm wrapped securely around her torso. 

“Dawww listen to that!” Grayson teases as he spiders his fingers up towards her ribs. Lightly digging his fingers into the crevices of every rib. Causing her to let out an audible snort as she covers her mouth. 

“What!? Okay let me in on some of that!” Elijah exclaims as he lightly squeezes her left hip lightly pressing his thumb into the dip of her hip. 

“AAAHYAHAHA!! ELIEHEHEE! NAHAHA!!! *snort* PLEHEHEEE!!” She shreiks squirming and kicking as she falls her on her back in the soft bed. 

“WOAH! Aww spider piggy has come back! I wanna try!” Grayson says as he too squeezes her other hip causing her to squeal loudly and kick her legs. Throwing head back into the bed as she covered her face with her hands.”

“She sure has! Oi, no covering your face young lady.” Elijah chuckles lightly prying her hands from her face as he flutters his fingers near her neck. Grayson clawing at her tummy as well.

“OhOHo GaHAHash! *squeal* IHIEhehe cAHAHAN’T! GYAHAHA!” Ruthie squwaks sucking her tummy in as her loud happy laughter filled the room.  

The two boys could help but feel like there hearts were melting at the sight of her and her happy laughter. Her smile was wide and had her fangs and dimples showing as she tried to curl up into a ball. 

Suddently getting an idea Elijah exchanged a shit eating grin with Grayson. Knowing that look Grayson grins mischievous as they both look down at her as she giggles nervously.

“Dohohont YOuHU dahahre!”

“Oh we dare.” Grayson say as he wraps his arms around her neck. While Elijah wraps her arms around her waist lifting her shirt to expose her freckled belly. 

She gasps as she tries to squirm away sputtering and squealing random gibberish as she squirmed in their grasp. “NonononNO! W-WAHAIT! We cahan talk right?!-“ She pleads as butterflies form in her tummy knowing what’s to come. 

Before she can get away the two older spiders take a deep breath. 

Grayson blowing a big raspberry on her neck and Elijah blowing a big raspberry on her tummy. 

Oh gosh the poor teen almost screamed.- Changing it into a loud squeal as she let out her iconic belly laugh as just took it. Purring loudly and happily as her blush reddens.

After a few more raspberries they both pull their faces away from her as they both giggle and smile warmly. 

“You okay kangaroo?” Elijah asks as he two was purring. 

Nodding in response and breathing heavily she rubbed her cheeks. 

“Y-Yeheah…Ohohoho geheheheez…” she giggles as she tries to fix her hair that was now all messy and fuzzy. “T-thahanks.”

“Any time giggle bug.” Grayson says softly as he rests his head on her shoulder snuggling close to her as Elijah joined as well. 

All three of them rested on each other as they all relaxed. Ruthie couldn’t help but purr happily and she eventually closed her eyes. She really did love those two with all her heart. 

My goober ever…

He’s just so dorky and silly i love him and i love subjecting him tot tickles

Can you do a mandalorian fic we’re him and y/n/the reader are in zero gravity and reader is being sassy so they have a silky tickle fight in zero gravity? :3

The Mandalorian Tickler

Summary: See prompt above :)

(Thanks for the prompt @teddysterk ❤️ :) First time writing for The Mandalorian 😅 Not quite the direction given, but I still hope you enjoy ❤️ :))

"Why can't I help steer the ship?"

Mando sighed. "No one flies this ship but me kid. You know this."

"But it looks so easy!"

"Y/n."

"I'm sure I could figure it out."

"Don't make this harder than it needs to."

You tried to make your eyes as wide and pleading as possible. "I promise I'll be careful!"

"No."

"But---!"

"End of discussion."

You sunk back into your seat. "You're no fun."

"Yep."

"An absolute buzzkill."

Mando pushed a couple buttons. "I know."

"A regular stupid head.

"Mh-hm."

With a groan, you sunk further into your chair. Ever since you were a kid, all you had dreamed about was flying a ship. Didn't matter the size or the make, you just wanted to fly it.

The thrum of the hyperdrive, the pop and crackle of wires, the hiss of heated metal as coolant flowed through them---it all just sparked something deep inside of you.

To be this close and not get to touch any of it was pure torture!

Your fingers twitched closer to the panel as you fought even harder to keep your fingers away this second time.

"Y/n."

You paused. "Yes?"

Mando hadn't turned away from the controls. "Don't touch."

You stayed frozen for a few seconds longer. Then when you were sure Mando's attention wasn't on you anymore, you started moving closer to the panel.

"I mean it."

Your movements paused again before slowly creeping forward a third time. Your fingers were so close!

A second later, a hand squeezed your ribs.

You squealed and jumped back into your seat. Both of you arms pressed against your ribs to shield yourself from further attacks.

When you looked up, you met the eyes of Mando's helmet. "Why did you do that!"

"I was aiming for your arm."

"You missed!"

From the helmet looking down, you swore you heard a faint chuckle. "Really?"

"Stop!"

Instead of stopping, Mando clicked the auto-pilot button without turning back to the console.

"W-what---?"

"Since you won't keep your hands to yourself, maybe I can find another form of persuasion."

A split second later, you were out of your seat and moving around the cockpit. However, you could never put enough distance between you and him.

"Mandoho, l-let's talk about thihis!"

"Well, what do you have to say?"

"Stohop coming closeher!"

"Yeah, I don't think I will."

You ducked around one of the chairs and managed to avoid Mando's arm in the process. Now your back was to the console as Mando continued approaching.

"You're making this harder than it needs to be kid."

"No Ihim not!"

"Y/n."

You scrambled back even further, but you didn't realize how close you were to the console. Instead of finding more space, you found cold metal that easily took out your legs. On your way down, you instinctively grabbed for something to stop your fall and hit a button instead.

"Y/N!"

"Oops," you thought as you floated up to the ceiling. "Sorry!"

"You turned off the gravity!"

"I tripped!"

Mando twisted and turned until he was able to roll himself over. "Now you're gonna get it!"

"Eep!" You started "swimming" towards the wall. "Nononono!"

Mando continued moving closer and closer toward you while you continued moving farther and farther away. It was hard to get far though when you were swimming through the air like a puppy over water. You scooped air out of the way and kicked your legs like a frog but you barely moved a centimeter forward.

It took a great deal of stretching before you finally touched the wall with your hand. You yanked your legs forward then pushed off like a rocket away from your attacker.

"Hey!"

You stuck your tongue out at Mando. "Missed me!"

In response, Mando launched himself off the wall toward you.

"Eep!" You scrambled to get away.

"Get back here kid!"

"No!"

As Mando pushed himself off the wall and toward you again, you launched yourself forward. This time, you didn't get very far.

Mando had anticipated your next move. He pushed his feet down and activated his jetpack. This change sent him right in to your incoming path.

"Hey!" You squirmed in his hold. "No fair!"

Mando used the pack to then get him to the control panel where he hit the gravity button again. A moment later, he landed in the pilot seat with you in his lap.

"Finally."

You turned to smile. "Uhu . . . Time to go!"

Mando tightened his grip. "You're not getting out of this that easily."

A squeal escaped you as Mando redug his hands into your ribs. "Nah! Nohot thehere!"

"What's wrong kid?" You could feel Mando's smile through his helmet.

"Yo-your fingers!"

"What about them?"

"Theheyre---theheyre---."

"They're what?"

"Ticklish!"

"Really?" Mando held up his hand to test wiggle his fingers. "Feel normal to me."

You shoved Mando's free arm and he immediately starred to tickle your tummy. "Eeeeeehehe! Mandoho noho!"

"Shouldn't have revealed your weakness kid."

"Ihi didnhn't!"

"Then how did I find out?"

"Becahause yohou hahave bahad ahaim!"

Mado chuckled. "Now you're sassing mehe?""

"Buhut ihit's truhue!"

"Oho really?"

"Yehes!" You squirmed to get out his grip. "Yohoure ahaim is terrihible!"

A huff escaped Mando's mouth. "Now you're gonna get it."

"Wha---."

A moment later, Mando wiggled his fingers into your armpit.

"AHEEEEE! MAHANDOHO!"

"So how's my aim again?"

"EEEEH! EXCELLENT!"

"And will you touch my control panel without my permission?"

"NEVER!"

Mando's other hand came up to tickle your other armpit. "Promise?"

"EEH! YES!"

"Really truly?"

You started sliding down Mando's legs. "YES! PLEASE! PLEEEHEASE!"

Finally, the tickling stopped. "Alrihight."

You plopped onto the floor and wrapped your arms around your torso. "Yohou ahare horriblehel!"

"Well." Mando ruffled your hair. "Hopefully you'll remember for the future."

You stuck your tongue at him in response.

As you recovered, beeping started coming from the panel. Mando turned to check the reading.

You immediately jumped up. "What's uhup?"

"Fasten your seatbelt." Mando locked himself in. "We've got company incoming."

You jumped back into your seat. "I've got your back."

"I know." Mando grabbed the handles. "Now let's go."

AYYYYY BABEY BOI GRAY GRAY 🥹🥹🫶🏻✨

Commission for @parker-fluff of Grayson and Miguel!!

AYYYYY ANOTHER SPOODER SILLY!! (੭ु˶˭̵̴⃙⃚⃘᷄ᗢ˭̴̵⃙⃚⃘᷅˶)੭ु⁾⁾~

Meet Cody Parker!!

WAIT!!- Before wall come after me he’s not my spidersona replacement I promise! I love Ruthie very much and I’m still making the boop booth for her. BUT! I had a shower thought and I had to execute it… So… MEET CODY PARKER EVERYBODY!! Earth 3842 one and only Spider-man!! His dimension takes place in the early 2000s, and he’s quite the playful and curious type. He was bitten by a radio active spider and for the last 3 years he’s been New Yorks one and only Spider-Man. And yes, this little boy is tickles af. Usually getting into situations without thinking considering he is a teenager. But Ruthie actually recruited him on one of her missions and is also in spider society! I will come up with more stuff for him eventually but here he is!