Need Lee Boxten Fic

Your so welcome! •w•

Squeee🫶

SSOSOSOOSOSOSOSOS

I got the Coraline cast thingy thang...

Coraline - Kyle

Wybie - Stan

Coralines Mom - Shelia

Coralines Dad - Gerald

Wybie's Grandma - Grandma Marsh

Ms. Spink - Cassi

Ms. Forcible - Nut Gobbeler (Don't ask..)

Bobinsky - Mr. Garrison

Long Face Ghost - Cartman

Ghost Boy - Kenny

Grandma's Lost Sister - Butters

The Cat - Mr. Kitty

SQUEALING RN

Bro, the first day was a nightmare😭🤚

(MY MATH TEACHER LOOK LIKE THE BEAST FROM BEAUTY AND THE BEAST--)

He's like my last year teacher but more scary😭

Yes. I know. :)

I promise you... I'm working on it.

Proof is here

Lil tkl interaction that just happened at Easter...

So, like... my cousin (male) stole my other cousins (female) phone.

I'm kinda just sitting there and just start scribbling my fingers on his sides

His giggles were like the "eheheheheheek!!" Kinda giggles

Just repeated "tktktktktktk!!" Until he gave it back

Family shenanigans X3

I sometimes let my friend at school draw in my writing notebook if she's bored:3!!!

(Mims isn't her actual name, js a nickname...)

My best friend guys❤️❤️

I might have the flu and he says this shit

Idk what more i can actually ask for--☹️❤️

Cheer up, son!

This is my first time posting^^, and uh-- I've been looking for a Randy tickling Stan fanfic thing, and I haven't found any- So...I made one! :3 This IS a tickle fic. If u don't like those then that's oki u can just scroll away:3

-Stan and his mum: Sharon had a fight. So, Stan being a kid, locked himself in his room and won't accept Sharon's apology or even talk to her. Because of this, Sharon gets Randy to try and cheer up their son.-

"Do I HAVE to Sharon?:(" (Randy whined at his wife as she had her hands on her hips.) "Yes, Randy. He won't talk to me or Shelly! It's up to you now." (Sharon said, pointing upstairs. Randy groaned and walked upstairs, knocking on Stan's door.) "Stan? It's daddy. Open the door, please.." (Stan talked from the other side of the door) "No! Go away!!" (It sounded like Stan was crying) "Stan. You will open this door right now!" "No!" "Young man--" (Randy was about to raise his voice before he remembered his objective and sighed) "Stan...come on. Talk to me." (Randy's voice was soft. There was silence for a moment before the door opened) "Fine...you can come in..." (Stan's eyes were all red and puffy)

(Randy sat down on Stan's bed right next to him) "Stan, you can't avoid your mother forever. It was just a misunderstanding." (Randy said, putting a hand on Stan's back. ...Stan just started crying again) "No!! She doesn't understand!! No one gets it!! Shelly doesn't get it either!! All she does is just bully me!!" (Tears streamed down Stan's face as he buried his face in his hands. Randy just looked at him and panicked) "U-Uh!! I-Its ok, son! Don't cry!!" (Stan's crying just got louder. Randy tried to think of something when an idea popped in his head) "Son?" (Stan wiped away his tears and looked up at his father while sniffling) "Y-Yeah?" (Stan asked) "I think someone wants to visit you." "V-Visit me?? W-Who?" (Stan asked in confusion and curiosity) "Now, that's a surprise son. You have to close your eyes for it." (Randy had a smirk on his face that Stan didn't notice) "Ok...?" (Stan closed his eyes) "Ready?" (Randy asked as Stan nodded) "The person who wants to visit you...issss...." (Randy raised his hands as there was silence for a moment until Stan opened one eye) "The tickle monster!!!" (Randy wiggled his fingers and tickled Stan's stomach, which caught Stan by surprise, causing him to turn into a puddle of giggles) "D-Daahahahahad!! Nohohohoho!!" (Stan said in between his giggles kicking his legs frantically) "Dad? Who's that? I'm the tickle monster! I don't know, dad~" (Randy teased moving a hand to tickle Stan's neck. Stan squeaked as his giggles became louder) "EEP-- St-Stohohohohohop!! I-It ticklehehehahahahahahas!!" (Randy chuckled as he squeezed and pinched his sides) "Coochie Coochie Coo~! Tickle Tickle Tickle!~" (Randy teased making Stan snort and squeal) "StahahaHAHAHHAHAHAHahahahap!!! *snort* EHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! F--FAAAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHACK!! N-NOT THEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHERE!!" (Stan pleaded as Randy tickled all over his ribs, sides, and armpits) "Not where?? Not here? Or here?" (Randy teased once again, switching spots. Like switched to Stan's: Thighs, Knees, Belly Button, Armpits, Ribs, Sides, Stomach, and Hips. Stan squeaked and squealed the whole time laughing loudly) "DAAAAHAHAHHAHAHAD!!! ST-STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!! PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!! IT-- I-IT TIHIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLES!!!" (Stan squirmed around and kicked his legs frantically. Randy smirked) "You have another visitor!! His name is Mr. Raspberries!" (Randy chuckled, lifting Stan onto his lap and lifted his jacket and shirt up a little) "D-Dad please don't...j-just fucking don't..." (Stan giggled nervously as Randy gasped dramatically) "My name...is Mr.Raspberries!!" (Randy lifted Stan up so his mouth is leveled with Stan's stomach and bellybutton. Randy blew a big raspberry on Stan's stomach, making him scream and squeal, squeak, and snort) "AHHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! D-DAHHAHAHAHAHAD!!! N-N-NOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!" (Stand pleaded, his face flushing red and tears coming out of his eyes. Randy set him down and took off his sock and tickled the soles of his feet and his toes) "You feel better Stan??" "YES!!! YEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHES!! MY FUCKING GOHOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAHAD YES!!" (Stan squealed and kept kicking his legs and squirming) "Hmmm...I don't think sooo~" (Randy teased again) "PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!! I-I-I'M BEHEHHEHHEEHEHEHETTER!!! JUST STAAAAHAHAHAHAP!!" (Stan pleaded as Randy finally stopped) "So, Son, how did the visit go??" (Randy asked looking down at his giggly puddle son) "H-Horribleee...hehehehehehe..." (Stan curled uo into a ball) "Oh? Do I have to get them again??" "No!! Noho!! Dohon't!" (Stan sat up and giggled as Randy chuckled) "Oh alright!" (Randy smiled and sat Stan on his lap) "Are you ready to talk to Mommy?" (Randy asked as Stan nodded) "M-Mhm..." (Stan rested his head on Randy's chest. Randy wrapped his arm around Stan rubbing his back, smiling)

End!! I find this cute:3 I hope u do like it if u find it😋! I might post more of these- idk😍 But, bye! And have a good day!<3

Cuddly Comfort

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--Don't be sad, Mal! Your boyfriends here!--

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|Lee - Mal -- Ler - Vito|

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Ships Included - Mal x Vito

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<My AU plz be respectful:)>

It's been about a month since Mike let Mal stay, and three weeks since Vito and him got together. But guilt was still eating up at him. What he's done... what he tried... it all just felt wrong for a second chance! He didn't deserve it... but he didn't wanna disappear again. People were still on edge... meaning Chester and Svetlana, and other people that weren't alters. Zoey and Cameron... though he had Manitoba, Vito, and Mike. He was grateful for that, but... did he really deserve this? Mal was sitting on his bed in his castle, hugging his knees and looking down, not hearing the footsteps coming up the stairs

"Mally Pie! Do you wanna jo--" Vito came up the stairs and saw Mal in that state. Miele? (Honey) What's wrong?" Vito walked over to Mal, sitting next to him. "...Do I deserve this?" "What?" "Do I deserve a second chance? I mean... I did so many horrible things... to Mike, you, others, I--... I don't think I should've even been offered one!" Mal hugged his knees tighter, burying his face in his knees. Vito frowned, obvious concern in his eyes. "Mal... don't think like that. We forgive you--" "HALF of you do!" Mal interrupted, snapping his head up at Vito. "There's still Cameron, Zoey, Chester, SVETLANA?! I feel so useless and horrible! I'm an awful person!!" Mal held onto his head with his hands, his voice cracking slightly. "Hey... no, they just need time to forgive you. It's okay." Vito scooted closer, wrapping his arm around Mal's shoulders, pulling him closer. "You deserve the second chance, dolcezza (sweetie)." "But--" "No. No buts. It's okay." He rubbed Mal's back. Mal sighed shakily and rested his head on Vito's shoulder. "I-I'm sorry..." "Hey hey... it's okay, don't cry..." Vito hugged his lover, Mal letting tears fall, crying silently into Vito's shoulder. "It's okay, Mal... everything will be okay..."

After a minute or three, Mal calmed down and wiped his tears away. "Sorry..." Mal mumbled as Vito rested Mal's head onto his chest, Mal wrapping his arms around Vito. "Don't be sorry, Mal. You don't need to be." Vito reassured, rubbing his boyfriends back. "Come on... don't be so sad, my dear..." Vito gently traced his fingers down Mal's side. "Pff-- w-wahait... Vihi... noho..." Mal giggled darkly yet softly, burying his face in Vito's chest. "What? You know you like it, Mal..." "It's chihildish..." "Don't give me that BS, my ticklish pie~" "Vihi!" Mal giggled, squeaks slipping out. "Yes, Mal?" Vito said in a soft tone, now slowly yet lightly spidering up and down ribs and sides. "N-Noho pet nahahames!" Vito chuckled and kissed Mal's head, his hands tracing up and down Mal's back. "Ehehe-- nohohoho...!" Mal giggled, clinging to Vito tighter. "Do you feel better?" "Noho!" "It just hasn't kicked in yet~" Vito then gently took Mal's hand, scittering his fingers along Mal's fingers and palms. "Aha! Wahait, noho! *squeak* stohop swihitching spohohohots!" Mal squeaked, hiding his flushed face in Vito's chest. "Oh, I can't switch spots you say?~" Vito then just gently tickled Mal's sides "Oho noho!-- B-Bahabe plehease! *hic*" "Awh, was that a little hiccup? Ahawh! You're so cute!" Mal's giggles went up a notch "Nohohohoho! Dohohon't mention ihihit!" He squeaked as Vito just chuckled. "Laaaaast time... do you feel better?" "Noho!" "No? Now I think you just WANNA be tickled tickled tickled~" "Bahahabe! Nohohohoho!!" Mal's face flushed more. "Is someone getting embarrassed by a word? Yeah? Little tickles? Little tickle tickle?" "Ahaha! No! Nohot thahat!" Mal snorted, burying his face in his lovers chest once more. "Well... I guess we have to go up a notch, Mally Pie!"

"PFF-- BWAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!! NOHOHOHO-- NOT THEHEHEHERE!! ANYWHERE BUT THEHEHEHEHEHEHEHERE!! *squeal*" Mal squealed and kicked his feet, trapping Vito's hands in his underarms. "You goofball, now I can't move them! Guess I have no choice but to tickle tickle tickle tickle tick-le you!!" Vito teased, continuing to wiggle his fingers. "NOHOHOHOHOHOHO-- I CAHAHAHAHA-- VIHIHIHIHIHIHITO!!" "Well I'm stuck! All I can do is tickle you~" "STOOOOHOHOHOHOP SAHAHAHAYING THAHAHAHAT!!" "What? Tickle?" "BIHIHIHITCH--" "That's not nice!" "YOHOHOHOHOHOU'RE NOT NIHIHIHIHIHIHICE!! *squeal* VIHIHIHIHITO!!" Vito chuckled "Feel better dammit!" "PLEHEHEHEHEASE--" "If you say so..." Vito lied Mal on his back and lifted up his shirt slightly.

"Noho-- Vi plehease-- dooooo-- WOOOOAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!" Mal burst out into laughter when Vito blew a raspberry on his stomach before going back up to his underarms. "Tickle Tickle my upset baby!" "NO-- NOHOHOHOHOHOHO!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!" "Do you feel better?" "YES!! YEHEHEHEHEHEHES!! I FEHEHEHEHEHEEL GREEHEHEHEHEHEHEAT!! *hic*" Mal had tears poke out from the corners of his eyes. Vito stopped and just lied next to his breathless boyfriend. "You-- ehehevil bahastard... ahaha..." Vito chuckled and rubbed his boyfriends belly. "You feel better, no?" Mal just nodded, recovering. "Wanna get some ice cream? That's the reason I came up here, anyway..." "Mhm..." Vito got up and helped Mal onto his feet, holding his hand.

"You know I adore you..."

"I love you more, Vi..♡"

💘End🖤

He's looking for a string I put on his back hehe