#CUUUUUTE his face is adorable aww

[spacecadet-ticklesinspace]

I was the one who sent the idea about Peter 1 giggling in his sleep while peter 3 was tickling him! Im glad you liked the idea! I was thinking of a part 2, where peter 3 wants to show Peter 2 and Peter 2 joins in and similar to Peter 3 is about to bust from the cuteness<3

Sleeping Baby Brothers Part 2

Summary: See prompt above :)

(Okay, why is this idea so cute 😭 Whether he's awake or asleep, Peter 1 is a precious baby ❤️ it's just so cuuuuute! Thank you for this idea Anon! I hope you enjoy this ❤️)

Peter 2 fished his phone out of his pocket. He had been working on something upstairs when his phone started ringing.

The oldest's eyebrows furrowed when he saw Peter 3's face on the caller ID and he immediately answered. "Three?"

"Two." Peter 3 whispered. "I can't talk too loud, but can you please come downstairs."

Two stood. "Is everything okay?"

"It will be."

"What?"

"You'll see!"

Peter 2 could hear the excitement in Three's voice, and his spider sense wasn't tingling. But why was he whispering?

The oldest Peter made his way into the living room. A grin overtook his face as he stepped into the living room. Peter 3 was asleep on the couch with Peter 1 tucked into his side.

Peter 3 motioned his brother over. "Come here. You gotta see this."

Two stepped closer. "Ihi can see him frohom here. Hehe's adorable ahas always."

"Yes, but do you want to see him get even cuter?"

Peter 2 sat on the edge of the coffee table. "How is that even possible?"

"Just watch."

The oldest Peter watched as Three lifted his finger and wiggled it into the youngest's neck.

And the cutest giggles flowed out of Peter 1.

Peter 2's jaw dropped. "No way."

"I know right!" Three's whisper got higher pitched. "It's like his giggles get even cuter in his sleep!"

"Ahand hehe says he's ahall grown up." Peter 2 leaned forward. "When do you find out about this?"

"Last week. He feel asleep, I was bored, and decided to experiment."

"Did you get his neck last time?"

Peter 3 paused his attack. "No, I got his feet first and accidentally spooked him into thinking there was a worm crawling along his foot."

"Aww, poor thing."

"But then I found another spot thahat's even more adorable."

The middle Peter slid the blanket off of One's shoulder. He then spidered his fingers across the youngest's tummy.

Somehow, his giggles got 10x more adorable.

Peter 2 placed a hand over his mouth to keep from squealing out loud. "Dude!"

"Now you see how hard it was for me to not squish him to death?"

"This is way more precious than the videos you sent me!"

A sleepy snort slipped out and both older brother's came very close to exploding.

Peter 2 recovered first and reached forward. "I gotta get a turn!"

"Go for it!"

The oldest Peter reached forward and gently dug into the back of One's neck. This stream of bubbly giggles filled the room and warmed both of the older brother's hearts. Even in his sleep, their younger counterpart was way too cute to be real.

"Gootchie goo baby bro," Peter 2 cooed as he moved to Peter 1's tummy.

Three squeezed his hand into a fist. "How are you so cute? How?"

Peter 2 lifted his hand to affectionately ruffle his baby brother's hair. "I dohon't knohow, but it should be illegal to be thihis precious all of the time."

Peter 1 started to stir. "Hm?"

Peter 2 immediately switched to a stroke on One's hair. "Shhh, it's okay Petey. Go back to sleep."

Both older brother's watched as Peter 1's eyes slowly slipped back close and his breathing evened out.

"Sleep tight Snuggle Bug."

Three squeezed him in a gentle hug. "We love you so much."

Peter 2 smiled. "How can this cute of a package be responsible for most of the gray hairs on my head?"

"Can he just stay this adorable?"

Peter 2 smiled at the duo. "Ihi don't think you have anything to worry about.

"How's that?"

"Because no matter how old he gets, Petey will always be the adorable baby our trio."

#lee peter 1 #ler peter 2 #ler peter 3 #ticklefic

[intheticklecloset]

if it's still okay to send sentence starters/mha coffee shots, how would you feel about doing a shindeku with "what, you don't like it?"

I'd feel amazing! Thank you! ^^

~~~

“What? You don’t like it?” Deku teased, placing feather light kisses along Shinsou’s neck and ear, grinning when his partner giggled hysterically and tried to scrunch up his shoulders. “Your happy giggles tell me otherwise, Toshi~”

“Stohohohohohooooop,” Shinsou whined, gasping when Deku scribbled in his underarms, tugging at his own binding cloth that was now keeping his arms bound to the bedposts. His giggles came out even harder, freer than ever. “I nehehehehever sahahahahaid I d-dihihidn’t like it…”

Deku smiled. “Good.” Then he blew a raspberry into Shinsou’s neck while still tickling his armpits, making his boyfriend screech with laughter and try bucking him off, but the greenette was using his entire body weight to pin the purple-haired boy down, and Shinsou wasn’t going anywhere.

Shinsou’s heart was racing with excitement. Not being able to stop his smaller boyfriend was so much more thrilling than he’d thought it would be.

Deku squeezed down his ribs and sides, gradually sitting up to settle himself a little better and grin down at his blushing partner, who was giggling steadily and elatedly, barely fighting his restraints at all. “Aww, I think you do like this, Toshi~ You’re not even trying to get away!”

“Shuhuhuhuhuhut up,” Shinsou whined through his snickers, squirming a little but mostly staying put to enjoy the torturously ticklish touches. “Dohohohohon’t tehehehease me, Zuku.”

“But you’re so cuuuuute,” Deku protested, grinning, gradually moving down to lightly press his thumbs into Shinsou’s hip bones, teasing him even more. “How can I stop myself from tickling and teasing you with that adorable blush on your face?”

“N-Nohohohoho! Wahahahait – wait, Zuhuhuhuhuku, dohohohohon’t!” Shinsou pleaded, but it was half-hearted at best and they both knew it.

Deku smiled sweetly down at him. He drilled his fingers in deeper.

Shinsou couldn’t remember the last time he’d laughed so hard for so long – or the last time he’d had this much fun.

#fanfiction #tickle drabble #quick prompts #coffee shots #bnha #mha #shinsou #deku #shindeku #tickling #ticklish #tickle

[ibis-gt]

1, 3 and 8?

1. What, specifically, was the catalyst for their physical attraction (if applicable) to the other character? In other words, what in particular had them like “Oh, they’re...hot...”

for luther this was pretty much immediate. he first meets cam when he's drowning in the ocean a thousand miles from home, feeling lost and abandoned and all alone in the world. then huge, powerful, yet gentle hands wrap around him, his vision is going black but he has an impression of this massive form propelling him through the water, and these big blue eyes, old and wise with a hint of amusement in them, staring down at him, and he's like okay cool i'll swoon now no problem. basically: Big and Strong and Nice. that's everything luther wants.

cam thinks all humans are baseline cute. they're like merfolk but teeny, and they have those funny little legs, and they always stare with the silliest expressions on their faces when they see him. luther is Extra Cute. slim and delicate with nicely rounded features, that silly springy hair, and it's so easy to make him blush. plus he fits in cam's hand like *chef kiss*

3. By contrast, what was the moment that first made their ~heart~ Soft for the other person? Not necessarily a conscious realization of “I love this person,” but a moment that had them like “Oh...I adore them...”

luther's initial impression of cam is that he's this very powerful and dignified being. the first time cam shows that he's actually a very powerful and immature being, luther's like "aww.... he's actually baby...." like, cam's lying on the beach basking in the sun and on impulse luther starts to stroke his cheek, and then cam starts this rumbling noise that luther thinks is growling, so he pulls back and panics a little, but then cam cracks an eye open and lets out a horribly pathetic whine, so luther realizes it was purring and oh my god the giant merman purrs he's so cuuuuute

for cam it's how determined luther is to seek him out. luther isn't the strongest swimmer and he's not very physically strong, but he throws himself overboard again and again so he can be rescued by cam, and every time he tries to hold a conversation with him despite mostly getting stonewalled. that strength of will and determination is desperately endearing to cam, and he'd hidden many a secret smile from luther while rescuing him over and over again.

8. What do they think about romantic love? Do they have baggage surrounding it? Do they idealize it? Is it an object of longing and wanting, or were they really not thinking about it until they started falling for the other character? What are their expectations like?

luther very much idolizes and longs for romantic love. he got all of his ideas about it from romance novels and the like, so he spent a lot of time staring out the window and Sighing, waiting for his prince charming to sweep him off his feet. his parents approved and lined up suitor after suitor, but the problem was that clearly none of them viewed him as a man. he rejected each one in turn, which drove his folks crazy because they couldn't figure out what the problem was. cam isn't nearly as chivalrous as luther would like, but he does sweep luther off his feet with daily regularity, so that's alright.

romantic love is a little more difficult for cam. he keeps falling in love with humans which always ends in tragedy for him, since they have much shorter lifespans. it's why he refused to talk to luther at first, when he'd lost a partner a few decades back he instated a No More Human Relationships rule. that didn't last very long once he'd met luther. he's accepted now that he can't stop himself from loving, tis better to have loved and lost etc etc, but it's still hard for him.

#asks #cam and luther #og verse #;-; i make myself sad every time i think abt how cam will outlive luther #fuck it actually new plotline they're gonna figure out how to make luther immortal too

[crimsonandcloverwrites]

bhah ch5 reread time for emotions

idk why eddie half-asleep mumbling about pancakes is so funny to me but like... relatable king

we love the contrasting feelings of Dani and Eddie vs Jamie’s house

lmao poor mikey. let the boy shred on his air guitar in peace

god this is all so domestic I want what they have (owen’s pastries and Jamie in a bandana)

a great, good place huh???? idk why clever canon line inclusion sometimes makes me go a little bit mad but here we are

Dani wanting to leave her mark on this place vs... whatever the fuck is going on in her own home the signs are all there babe

Jamie seeing the problem of Dani not having a desk to work at and immediately wanting to fix it vs Eddie just being Eddie hmmmmm

Carson and Mikey being buddies is actually something that can be so personal

dang Jamie and her quiet temper are so intimidating

problem solver Dani is here we love her. god they’re such a good match

skjfhdfkjfh so much talk about loins ladies get a room already

"Sometimes I just like making other people happy, is all." Dani you are toooo sweet (even if this gets you into trouble sometimes)

oh my godddd Jamie sending Dani flowers I can’t handle this. DANI WANTING TO KEEP IT A SECRET TOO LIKE WANTING TO KEEP THEIR TIME AS JUST FOR THEM I’M GOING INSANE

oh she is having Thoughts about their thighs pressing together and their fingertips grazing. this is so gay. gayer than whatever is gonna happen when they finally bone (I will happily retract this statement if proven wrong 👀👀👀). nothing tops this on the homosexual heirarcy of intimacy

mikey trotting towards school w the lil packed lunch jamie just threw him is so adorable I love the visuals of this fic

I am headcanoning Dani’s Aunt Liz who moved out east to be gay and no one will convince me otherwise (also bring her back Dani needs a cool gay aunt in her life)

Dani being presented with an opportunity to not hang out with Eddie’s familly: I will be there also I can be there 7 hours early also I will bring snacks

Charlotte? Charlotte Wingrave?? Is she on maternity leave to have Miles???

“"Yeah," she lied.” is one of my fave sentences ever idk why I just... the agreement and the deceit of it all (not necessarily specific to this moment tho it is a good one. I just love them in general)

ooft Dani feels so close to breaking here r.e. Eddie and their relationship and I cannot help but wonder if she’s been like this for a while or if the Jamie of it all is really accelerating things

aww Dani’s birthday we love to celebrate she

Dani looking for Jamie I always always imagine as a grounding thing even if she’s not aware of it. Jamie truly is her person and I will be going insane about it ty

Jamie’s wardrobe is truly top tier she is so dreamy

gah the um. heights of everyone on the wall... the familyness of it all. the history. time to look away before I explode

“It’s just the way it’s always been.” ooooohhhh these lines in sort of inconesquential moments that capture the essence of everything!!!!! genius

i fucking hate how hot I find Jamie smoking akjdfhdjfh why can I see it so clearly in my head and why am I like Dani Clayton levels of attracted to her about it

oof Dani truly hates her n Eddie’s house (a house is not a home.glee.mp3 etc). I’m also just realising with a return to the wall heights thing that Jamie was probably thinking back to simpler times and what this house represented as a home to her (both as a welcoming place to be/an ideal kind of home but something she will never really have/be a part of) my heart hurts

What is Dani wishing for as she blows out the candles does she even know what she wants???

Jamie insisting she gets to sit beside Dani is so adorable

the casual domesticity of Dani and Jamie together has me making the stupidest most endeared faces at my screen I love it

the camping trip mention kjfdghdfkj I will never forget Dani gay panicking the whole time I love this lead up

god why am I thinking so hard about the different paths Dani and Jamie went down r.e. their sexualitites rn like Dani being all scared of Jamie mixing w her work life and people realising that there’s something there is just... she’s so fuckign afraid of being herself and then u have Jamie who has lived her life as authentically as she can in that sense and the contrast of it all is so damn interesting (and breaks my heart a bunch)

is this the scarf Dani gave her for christmas does she still have it oh my god

“"And here I thought you were a fan of delayed gratification," Jamie said, chuckling softly.” please tell me this is a surprise tool that will help us later

wait i take it back about the gayest thing ever. I think this blindfolded w Jamie gently guiding her w a hand on her back while she says gentle reassurances like “I got you” is possibly the gayest they’ve ever been. OH she’s guiding her to the desk she refurbished with her own two gay hands this is peak lesbianism. i’m gonna make a heirarcy of needs pyramid based on this fic one day just u wait

ok but this is really soft as hell god I love the thoughtfulness of Jamie. get u a best friend that will fulfill ur every need and feels like home and then kiss her a bunch

“I feel like I'm standing in the middle of the room, screaming, and nobody even looks at me. Nobody can see me." this nell crain ref pls I cant

i think it’s really like... sweet in a way that both of them are sort of dancing around this like there are so many feelings there and they’re just sort of clinging to each other and the familiarity of their bond without pushing it into anything more even incidentally. i think it’s v much a testament to the writing that their relationship and what it is/what it could become isn’t overwhelming to either of them in moments like this. it all just feels very authentic and I love this fic so dang much for it

the library trip ok are we ready 4 the gay meltdown of the century

god them lowkey playfighting on the bus pls this is just like the perfect mix of teacher Dani trying to be professional meets teenage Dani and Jamie cuteness aaah

lmao is Jamie having a small gay meltdown over Hannah Grose that is perfection

fvkdjfgkjfh Hannah and Jamie discussing Dani’s pretty eyes I love this so much please I need more of this and Dani getting flustered about it

god the Jamie and Jackie history I need to know this backstory so bad

plsss Jamie putting Dani’s hand in her jacket pocket to keep it warm could you two be any more digustingly cuuuuute.

jesus fuck the tension of them almost making out in the back rowww. Jamie having a meltdown. Dani falling impossibly harder in love

i can’t believe this moment was it for Dani. lesbianism is stored in the library

oof the parallels between this and the school dance bathroom meltdown Jamie gone vs Jamie HERE in ways she can barely even comprehend. everything is NOT OK

“She couldn’t want this. She couldn’t want Jamie.” Ms Dani your delusions

yeehaw I’m officially halfway through my reread may the next 5 chapters align with the universe and see me through until ch11 is here amen

#bhah #there are a few tangents in this one #but I am v tired and my brain refuses to stay on a single train of thought #anyway that was fun see u next time

[ayma-nidiot]

“Don’t Speak Their Names” - Shrimpshipping fic Chapter 34

This chapter can be found here on AO3.

Chapter 34 - The Queen’s Wings 

~27 October 2007, early afternoon~

“Aww, you look cuuuuute!” Téa looked at the wedding outfit she, Serenity, and Mai worked hard to make for Weevil. The bug duelist’s colour scheme matched that of Metamorphosed Insect Queen - a royal blue tuxedo, the red tie and white frilled shirt from his Duelist Kingdom days, and an elegant veil resembling the Queen’s wings and crown. “I just wish I could be the maid of honour so I could hold this veil while you walk down the aisle. Mai, you’re so lucky.”

“For what it’s worth, you can be the maid of honour at my wedding,” Mai spoke while she inspected the veil and Serenity put the finishing touches on Weevil’s hair. “I want my veil to look just as amazing as my Harpie Lady’s wings. I just have to wait for that slowpoke Joey to propose already.”

“Yeowch! I’m sorry you’ve had to wait for my blockhead of a brother. ...There.” Serenity put a butterfly pin on the right side of Weevil’s hair. “You’re ready. Should we go, then?”

Weevil got into the front seat of the limo Mai drove while Camellia, Serenity, Téa, Ptera, Tricera, and the other bridesmaids got in the back seats.

But before Mai drove off, Weevil asked, “Hey, where’s Amber?”

“Daddy!” Amber nearly tripped while running to the limo, scattering a few of the flowers she carried in her basket.

“Whoa there, little lady!” Téa caught Amber before she could fall and picked up the flowers she dropped.

“Thank you, Auntie Téa!” Amber hugged Téa’s neck as she brought her in the limo that finally took off. Amber turned to Espa’s 16-month-old daughter, Artemis, and offered her a yellow rose. “Hey, Arte, you want this?”

“Flower! So pretty!” Arte grabbed the stem of the flower with her tiny toddler fingers.

“Aww…” Weevil smiled as he spoke to his daughter. “I picked the perfect flower girl.”

“And your stepcousin Mokuba picked the perfect flowers,” Camellia remarked. “And the perfect limo. And just about everything else.”

“Actually, Spinos picked the flowers. He paid for a good deal of the wedding too, you know.”

“Did he?” Ptera smiled at the thought of her former lover. “That was thoughtful of him.”

“Psst.” Espa leaned slightly forward to awaken Weevil from an apparent nap. “Weevil, we’re here.”

“Hmm… Wha-” Weevil saw everyone else already exiting the limo and making way for the extravagant displays by the famous Domino City T.V. “Thanks for reminding me! I’m glad you decided to ride with us instead of with Rex. Even though you’re a groomsman.”

“I couldn’t help it.” Espa carried Arte out of the limo and, once he met with his brothers, he handed her to the next oldest one. Mako soon joined them with Caesar, their son. “This cutie patootie wanted to ride with her best friend.”

“You’re such an airhead sometimes, Daddy!” Amber giggled as she walked down the aisle while throwing flowers.

“None of that smart mouth, young lady!” Weevil chided while he proceeded down the aisle, with Camellia by his side and Mai holding his veil. 

“Hehehe… She’s just like you when you were that age.” Camellia chuckled. “I remember it like it was yesterday.”

“You’re literally walking me down the aisle.” Weevil squinted; he could barely see the wedding awning, with lush greenery. “Do you really think this is the best time to reminisce about how I was a troublemaking toddler?”

“Yes, it is.” Camellia cried a little. “I lost eleven years with you… I’m so proud of how far you’ve come since then, my son.”

At the sound of Duke playing the church organs, the ceremony began in earnest, drawing attention from passers-by.

“Hmm?” One of Weevil’s opponents from Duelist Kingdom took notice of the bug duelist. “Oooh, it’s that nasty Weevil Underwood. And he’s… getting married?”

“We might as well stick around to see the unlucky schmuck whom he’s marrying,” replied the kid whom Weevil tricked in Battle City. 

“Mother, I can’t do this! I’ve rehearsed my vows, like, a thousand times and yet I think I’ve forgotten most of them already!” Weevil’s heart raced faster as he could now see his husband-to-be. Rex wore a tuxedo resembling Black Tyranno, and his chestnut locks were tied back with a dinosaur claw hair clip.

“Relax, sweetie,” Camellia reassured as she stepped back, now that her son had reached the T.V. “Remember, you’re the smartest guy in all of Domino City.”

Weevil stammered as he held Rex’s hands, with Mokuba about to start officiating the wedding. “Y-Yo, dude.”

“Pfft…” As best man, Joey stood behind Rex. “‘Smartest guy in all of Domino City,’ huh?”

“Shut up, Joey!” As if Weevil felt nervous enough, Joey’s teasing didn’t make it any better. “Or I just might sneak a caterpillar in your shirt when you get married!”

“Hey.” Rex squeezed Weevil’s hands tighter. “You know how Joey is. Just ignore him.”

“Dear friends, family, and citizens of Domino City,” Mokuba began the ceremony, which by this point had drawn a large crowd. The close friends and family of Rex and Weevil took their seats. The sun looked upon them from directly above, the sunlight glistening off of the awning’s flowers and the variety of insects crawling throughout it. “We are gathered here today to witness the union of Rex Leonidas Raptor and Weevil Henry Underwood in marriage. We welcome and thank each and every one of you for being a part of this wonderful occasion. As with their careers as duelists, their journey as a married couple will test and bring out the best in them. And just like their latest careers as duelists, they will face trials and tribulations, but always come out strong in the end. You are all gathered here because you have helped these two young men and have a bond with them, one way or another. As for me, I couldn’t be more proud that my cousin, Rex, has chosen me to officiate his wedding. The grooms have each prepared vows that they will recite now.”

“M-My turn!” Weevil piped up, much to the surprise of all. “I don’t need to rehearse to let all of Domino City know just how much I love you. I don’t need to rehearse to remember how united we are in our desire for revenge against several duelists. Particularly Yugi, Atem, and ESPECIALLY Joey.”

“ESPECIALLY me, huh?” Joey couldn’t help but laugh again. 

“Spoken like a true duelist,” Yugi spoke to his former other self.

“You said it, partner,” replied Atem.

“Aw, heck, Rex. I’ve prepared a handwritten speech for my salutatorian address. But on this day, I want to speak from the heart. Even now, I am still in awe that a ‘dung beetle’ like me is worthy of your love. While everyone in this city hated me, you were the only one to show me love all those years ago. Even after I went mad and tried to kill you, you still loved me. I am so grateful that we have found each other, and I vow to love you forever.”

“See? What did I tell you?”  Camellia winked.

“I bet I can outdo that. ” Rex smirked.

“Go ahead and try, dino brain.”

“Gladly, bug boy.” Rex took a deep breath before beginning his vows. “I am thankful for all the blessings we have, not the least of which is our adorable daughter Ambrosia. If not for Mai and her expertise, we wouldn’t have such a bundle of joy.”

“Aww, you’re too kind, Rex.” Mai sat next to Amber and Téa.

“Yet I haven’t always been kind; I’ll be the first to admit that I’m still as arrogant as they come. But several people have made me appreciate friendship more - not the least of whom is you, Weeves. You were my first friend, and I couldn’t be happier that we made that same dumb mistake of showing up to regionals prelims a day early.” This tale elicited several giggles from the crowd’s members, even from those who were not explicitly invited. “I had no idea that from there, I would quickly fall in love with that rich boy I met, and that he would be the man I swear my eternal love to on this day. Waiting those three years to confess my love was so worth it.”

“Hehe…” Weevil laughed in his signature way. “I think I win.”

“Yeah, right.”

“Even at the altar, you guys are still rivals. Let’s just say you both win.” Mokuba chuckled. “Now, will the ring bearer present the rings?”

“I think you’ll like who I chose for the ring bearer,” spoke Rex.

Between the husbands-to-be and in front of Mokuba stood a tan-skinned boy with spiky brown hair, red-violet eyes, and traditional ancient Egyptian garb. He can’t be older than two, Weevil reckoned. It can’t be… It’s Heka!

“As we begin the declaration of intent, I would like for each groom to place a ring on his partner’s finger. Rex Leonidas Raptor, do you take Weevil Henry Underwood as your lawfully-wedded husband? To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, in good times and not so good times, for richer or poorer, keeping yourself unto him for as long as you both shall live?”

“I do.” Rex took the new ring - a rose-gold one with a thin sapphire band in the middle - and put it on Weevil’s left ring finger.

“And do you, Weevil Henry Underwood, take Rex Leonidas Raptor to be your lawfully-wedded husband? To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, in good times and not so good times, for richer or poorer, keeping yourself unto him for as long as you both shall live?”

“I do.” The wedding ring Weevil gave Rex was similar to his engagement ring, but had two thin bands of dinosaur bone inlay.

The dinosaur duelist wore this new ring on his left ring finger, complementing the one he wore on his right ring finger. “You spend too much money on jewelry, bug boy.”

“If there are any objections to this union, speak now or forever hold your piece.”

“Who would object to these two cutie pies?” Joey noted.

“Even if I did, I wouldn’t do anything about it,” mumbled the kid who got his Dark Ruler Ha Des stolen all those years ago.

“Then by the power vested in me - Mokuba Kaiba, president and CEO of Kaiba Corporation - I now pronounce you husband and husband. You may now kiss the husband.”

“There’s that pretty face.” Rex lifted Weevil’s veil from his face.

“Come here, you Jurassic jerk!” Weevil seized Rex by the waist, tiptoeing slightly to kiss his new husband.

“I now present to you, Domino City, Mr. and Mr. Rex and Weevil Raptor!”

“So, the runner-up and champion of regionals got hitched, and with each other, no less,” Rex’s opponent at regional semifinals mused while Duke played “Sexyback” on the organ. “Who’d have thunk it?”

“I gotta admit that I kind of started shipping them after Raptor’s regional loss,” spoke the Battle City kid.

“ Which Raptor are you talking about, me or him?” Weevil overheard the boys.

“Um…” The boys were at a loss for words.

“Anyway…” Weevil held up his bouquet, full of peonies and red roses. “I’m wondering who will get lucky today.”

“Me, that’s who.” Mai brushed her hair back. “Then you’ll have to propose to me, Joey.”

“Nah, I’ll get it!” Téa declared as the bouquet flew in the air.

“Ladies, ladies…” Duke stepped forward. “You’re all wrong. I’ll-”

“Actually, you’re the wrong one, Duke.” Mako showed everyone the bouquet he just caught. “Looks like I’ll be getting married soon.”

“Aww…” Duke smiled. “Congrats, dude.”

“And I know just who it is I want to spend the rest of my life with.” Mako looked to Rex and Weevil, as if asking for permission, and the newlywed couple consented.

“M-Mako?” Espa’s eyes widened when Mako knelt in front of him, revealing a ring with a giant blue diamond encircled by several small green ones. “Oh… my gosh…”

“That is, if this cute psychic will say yes to my proposal.”

“Yes! Of course I do, Mako!” Espa continued to cry as his new fiancé put the ring on his finger.

“Yay!” Caesar hugged his mother’s legs. “I love you, Papa!”

“You… You guys…” Espa hugged Mako and their children.

“There’s still a lot of party left, you two.” Rex had to wipe his own tears of joy. “You’re all invited to the reception at the Grand Domino City Hotel. Naturally, there will be lots of dueling rooms there, and suites for the bridesmaids, groomsmen, and our families. So you know what that means.”

“It means I’ll squish the new Mr. Raptor?” Joey challenged.

“No, it means I’ll squish you. ” Weevil cracked his knuckles.

“I thought I was the one you were after?”

“Yes, you too, Atem. See you there.” And with that, Rex and Weevil got in the back seat of the wedding motorcade.

“Ah, there’s the happy couple,” spoke the driver as he started the ignition. “Ready?”

“Yes!” Both young men exclaimed at once.

“Wait…” Weevil squinted to get a better look at the driver. “Bakura?”

“My friends call me Ryou, but whatever floats your boat.”

The bandit king wasn’t kidding when he said he’d attend! Weevil thought, and the trio arrived at the hotel to find that the partying had already begun. But...

Rex noticed the pensive look in his husband’s face, even while they walked to the dining room, to which Tricera and Ptera hauled the wedding cake they made. “Baby, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” Weevil shook off whatever confusing thoughts he was having, and instead diverted his attention to lighthearted conversations with people he once called enemies. After lunch, he took the cake cutting knife from Tricera and grabbed Rex’s hands. “Give me a hand, will ya? And don’t you dare make a ‘short-handed’ joke about my prosthetic arm.”

“You’ve already taken mine, pinworm!” Rex had a small bite of the cake before offering some to Kaiba and Atem, whom he barely even noticed. “Here you go.”

“Don’t mind if I do.” Atem offered Heka some cake before eating it himself.

“Um… I’m good for now,” Kaiba insisted as he rubbed his belly. “I haven’t felt hungry all day, but I’m sure I will later.”

“Hopefully there will be a later.” Rex watched Amber, Arte, and Heka chase each other in the dining hall. Atem tried to prevent Heka from using his newfound magic on anyone. Mako and Espa weren’t as successful at containing their own children; Arte could already bend spoons with her mind, and Caesar could be seen swimming butterfly in the nearby gym pool. 

“Ugh.” Espa whined. Caesar beat a high schooler in a short race, baring purple shark fangs in victory. “I knew I shouldn’t have let you talk me into a water birth, Mako. Both of our kids have shown their shapeshifter abilities already.”

“Caesar looks so much like my dad…” Mako beamed while he watched his son. “I’ll be darned if he grows up to be a better swimmer and fisherman than me.”

It took the intervention of all of Espa’s brothers to get the prodigious twins to stop. “I’ll give you one thing, our kids are already proving to be smarter than I was at that age.”

“Psst, hun.” Weevil whispered to Rex while Kaiba was distracted playing with Heka.

“What?” Rex spoke with a mouthful of cake.

“Why are Kaiba and Atem here at 22 years old, when just a couple of years ago, they were here at 37 years old? Do they even remember who we are?”

“Is that what you were confused about this afternoon? Please.” Rex took his and Weevil’s dishes to the dishwasher. “Haven’t I told you it’s better to not think so much?”

“You’re right.” Holding Rex by the hand, Weevil approached Kaiba and Atem. “Dueling speaks louder than words.”

_______

~16:00~

“Kaiba?” Rex looked past his Ultimate Conductor Tyranno and at his cousin. It was Kaiba’s turn, and Rex and Weevil were clearly winning the tag duel. “You don’t look so good. If you had told me, I-”

“How dare you underestimate Seto Kaiba? I reveal my trap Raigeki Break to destroy your Ultimate Conductor Tyranno!”

“Naw, that trap won’t be doing nothing. Not if my Jurassic Heart can help it. ...Anything else?”

“I… end my turn…” Kaiba clearly wanted to leave, but had too much pride to simply throw the match. “By the way, it’s ‘won’t be doing anything. ’ Learn proper grammar, rabbit stew.”

“Then I’ll end it quickly,” Weevil proclaimed. “I activate my Armored Bee’s special ability to cut your Blue-Eyes Ultimate Dragon’s attack points in half, then I’ll go in for the kill with my Battlewasp - Halberd the Charge!”

“So you’ve finally gotten your revenge on me, Weevil.” Atem clapped after he and Kaiba had lost. “Well done. What did you think of them- Huh? Kaiba, where are you going?”

Kaiba said nothing as he ran for the nearest loo. Right as he did, Joey walked up to Weevil, clearly wanting a duel from him. “Say, what happened to rich boy?”

Before Atem could follow after the Egyptian queen, Rex offered, “I’ll go check on him for you, Atem. You can cheer on your buddy Joey. He’ll need it.”

“Oh, I don’t think I will.” Joey climbed onto one of the dueling platforms. “But I would certainly love for Atem to see me squash this mosquito personally.”

“Bring it on!” were Weevil’s last words that Rex heard before making way for the loo Kaiba entered.

“Hey, Kaiba?” It didn’t take Rex long to find Kaiba and the loo he very loudly threw up into. “I was going to ask if you’re okay, but you’re clearly not.”

“Thanks, Captain Obvious.” With nothing left to throw up, Kaiba sat on the loo and pouted. “Anything else?”

Rex fished around in his pants pockets. “I was going to save this for myself, but I think you need it more.”

“What’s this?” Kaiba looked at the small box with the KaibaCorp logo Rex gave him; it had two pregnancy tests in it. “So KaibaCorp makes these now? And how bold of you to assume that just because I’m sick, that it means I’m pregnant. And you just so happened to be carrying these around? I don’t know whether I should laugh or cry.”

“Just take them, man. Please.”

“Hmph.” Kaiba slammed the stall door shut. “Fine. But just so you know, this is a waste of time, because I know I’m not pregnant.” About three minutes later, Kaiba opened the stall without looking up at Rex.

“So? How’d it go?” Rex asked. Kaiba only showed him the pregnancy tests in response; they both showed the word “pregnant” next to the number 16. “Well, well, well. I suppose some congratulations are in order.”

“...I guess I better go tell a few certain individuals the good news, huh?” Kaiba let Rex help him walk a short distance before he could walk on his own. “And Rex?”

“Yeah?”

Kaiba wrapped an arm around his cousin. “Thank you. You’re probably the only one other than Mokuba, the pharaoh, and Heka that I can tolerate.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.” Rex gave Kaiba a few noogies before parting ways with him. “If you see my husband, tell him he can find me in our hotel suite.”

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~17:00~

“Phew…” Weevil hardly broke a sweat winning two duels in a row. But now he wanted nothing more than to take a break from the festivities before dinner, and made way for the hotel suite he rented with Rex. 

Weevil didn’t even have to get his card key before his husband opened the door and, still dressed in his wedding garb, spoke in a sultry voice, “Hey, baby. That was quite a long duel.”

“I wish you could have seen me turn that Joey into bug juice.” Weevil took off his veil and gently put it in the closet before wrapping his arms around Rex. “Amber is in the care of your father right now, so we have all the time to ourselves.” Weevil’s spider “ears” appeared. “And you know damn well what I want you to do to me.”

“Which is precisely why I did… this. ” Rex invited Weevil to come deeper inside the room to see the elaborate honeymoon setup. The first things Weevil noticed were the rose-scented candles planted throughout the room. Red roses floated in the sweet-smelling whirlpool bathtub. The towels next to it were folded in the shape of butterflies and dinosaurs, and had more roses around them. The bed had a spider silk canopy and a comforter with kissing swans on it. “Well, I can’t do art for shit, so the hotel maids folded the towels. But everything else was made by yours truly.”

“So you grew the flowers, too?”

“Aww, come on, bug breath. You know what I mean.”

“You hopeless romantic.” Weevil pinched Rex’s cheek before kissing it. “I could have done better.”

“Please, Weeves…” Rex undid Weevil’s bowtie. “Just this once, can we put aside the competition?”

“That’s rich, coming from you. ” Weevil removed Rex’s hair clip, running his fingers through the chestnut and lavender hair. “By the way, I’m kidding. You did great.”

“Aww, I’m glad!” Rex playfully kissed his husband’s cheeks, but when they got to the bed, his tone turned serious. He hummed into Weevil’s now-bare neckline, “Just so you know, I’m going to make love to you until all our friends downstairs complain about the noise we’re making.”

“Then… Hah…” Weevil completely half-shifted when Rex stripped him of all his clothes. “Then do it…. Or else I will take over.”

“If you rather would be the one on top, then you’re more than welcome to stop me from adoring you.” 

In response, Weevil eagerly tore off Rex’s tuxedo and shirt, while being mindful not to damage the expensive clothes. As soon as he did, Rex half-shifted as well. “Don’t you dare stop, Rex…” Weevil pulled Rex so close to him that their nipples rubbed together. The friction of Rex’s nipples and sweaty, warm body alone nearly brought Weevil to a full erection. “Don’t you dare stop.”

“Fuuuuuck…” While leaving hickies all over Weevil’s neck, Rex continued the nipple rubbing. He still occasionally breastfed Amber, so his nipples were especially sensitive. “I’m sorry, Weeves, but this… This just feels too damned good.”

“It does for me too, hun,” Weevil spoke between very deep kisses, getting a good taste of the takoyaki Rex ate a few hours prior. He snuck a hand down, feeling around for Rex’s cock before actually taking a hold of it and pumping it with his own. “And I hope this does also.”

“But you know…” Rex barely arose enough to be able to reach for a bottle of lube on the nightstand. “ This will make it even better. It’s a special lube that will arouse us more and make our orgasms more intense.”

“Oh, yeah?” Weevil let Rex spread the lube over his nipples and cock. 

“Well, what do you think?” Rex smirked as he continued to pump his and Weevil’s cocks together.

It didn’t take long for Weevil to feel the intensifying effects of the lube. “Oh… yes…”

“It’ll feel even better inside here. ” Rex’s fingers trailed from Weevil’s cock to his opening, which he massaged until Weevil shrieked loudly. “Looks like I’ve found your sweet spot, Weeves.”

“So fucking do something about it!” Weevil could hardly take this pent-up energy anymore.

“What did you think I was going to do?” Rex gave his husband’s ass a good slap before he mounted him. To his astonishment, Weevil grabbed Rex’s cock, guiding it into his opening while he took hold of his shoulders. “Ha- ha! You’re… really that hungry for me, aren’t you?”

“And… it’s not just the lube, either.” Weevil pulled Rex close enough, until Rex could feel his heartbeat running wild. “I… really do want to consummate this marriage.”

“So… do I...” Rex could hardly speak in between breaths as he pulled out, only to slam in again - and again, many times. Already, he knew that both he and his husband were about to come, but loved this sensation too much to let it end so soon. He held the base of Weevil’s cock firmly, caressing the head with his thumb. “So do I, Weeves…”

“L-Let go…” Weevil squeaked out after ten minutes of various sexual positions.

“What was that?” Rex hummed into Weevil’s ear.

“Goddammit, Rex, let me come already!”

Rex said not another word as the second he let go of Weevil’s cock, the both of them came long and hard, while Weevil held one of Rex’s hands to his pounding heart. “Can… Can you tell that I… hah… loved this?”

Rex let their orgasms ride out to completion before he pulled out, holding Weevil’s left hand to his heart, just like he did all those years ago. “Can you tell I loved it too?”

“Damn right I can…” Weevil pulled the comforter over him and curled into Rex, taking in his husband’s natural scent. “I wish I didn’t have biological needs to attend to. I just want to stay here all day, cuddling in bed with the man I just married.”

“For what it’s worth, Mom said she’d have dinner ready for us all in a few hours. And I made sure to specify to everyone that they don’t have to wear formal wear.” Rex looked Weevil in the eyes while stroking his mint green hair and planted a kiss on his forehead. “There will be so many more years of this, so don’t worry your pretty head about it.”

And so began the rest of Rex and Weevil Raptor’s married life together, naturally filled with takoyaki, bee larvae, and a hell of a lot of dueling.

#yugioh #ygo #shrimpshipping #mpreg #fanfiction #weddings #same-sex wedding

[dailyyooniex2]

My thoughts while watching 2 days 1 night #122

(In which the gang welcomes Donggu to the show by playing in mud, doing quizzes about literature and eating delicious food)

Here we go~

- everyone wanting to be on the same team as Donggu ajhbfdaih (Taehyun sneakily hooking arms with him first my heart 💘 “I won’t let you go~“ 💘💘)

- Donggu has a lot of training devices at home, good to know~ 

- Ahh this is just me speaking but I don’t want them to show abs (>_<) Jongmin why did you do that?? dafadfuhad

- Donggu being a little mean and stealing the bulky ones for his team but losing them because he was too confident in the interview (Taehyun sneakily joining his team adfbhbgf)

- He considers loosing on purpose because he wants to use the triple bicycle ahhh how is he so cute??

- Taehyun’s entrance hahadsbad and the dramatic editing of Donggu getting beaten up by Defconn ajdfahfb (“pathological liar” hahaha)

- Junho running away from Jongmin and tagging the wrong team adfbaf

- this entire segment is so chaotic and violent and silly and I feel sorry for the poor referee (>w<)💕

- I like that Joonyoung shook hands with them afterwards though 💕

- Donggu’s laugh makes my life (and the others’ lives) brighter 💖✨

- (I want to try a triple bicycle too~)

- wahh such beautiful nature and the houses look really nice. And yes, Donggu deserves a pretty view, now and always~

- I rally can’t handle shower scenes but Donggu’s version was just so cute andfdaf and the others dressing him too, he definitely looks adorable in that outfit~

- seems like I have a “not-good-with-clothes-friend” too (^v^)

- aww they’re resting but Donggu can’t sleep 💘 and he can’t get the others to wake up ajdfnajdf

- ooh a cute donggu-moon 🌙💖

- Jongmin stole Donggus jacket hahaha

- “eat sleep poop the end” stop it Junho pffft

- Books!! His hobby is books~ (*not at all eager admin M*) and the fact that he allows himself to let go of the ones he doesn’t like is very refreshing. The numbers are about the same for me, and that we read whilst traveling, and second hand shopping etc etc (he’s my soulmate okay)

- “suffering together” dfjnad you’re so cute Donggu I love you~~~

- poor disheartened Joonyoung :< while Donggu is so energetic and Junho cheats oh my goodness

- Taehyung’s surprised face haha

- Donggu guessed it right??!? and he’s so cute fawning over the fish

- everyone running out but Donggu calmly sitting and waiting is a mood

- Taehyung’s backflip!! (>w<)

- Donggu slowly hiding after failing cuuuuute 💗💗💗

- Defconn being so proud but being wrong 

- Donggu thinking about the capital probably having a historical name how is he so cute??

- “Pairo” fjnajdfa Jongmin seriously 💕 and Junho got it right! Aah capital cities are definitely hard...

- oooh Animal farm! I’ve heard about it but never read it, now I have to 💘 And he said the wrong answer on purpose!! He’s so cheeky jdhfah

- aww cute Taehyun squatting~

- Idioms are hard for me to grasp, we do have sayings in Swedish but they’re not limited to a certain amount of characters or anything...

- Taehyun using his Donggu chance when Donggu finally wanted to try it himself (T^T) but he helped him anyway 💓

- he thinks it’s better to help the others I want to cry ❤️

- past-Donggu saying he’s good with starving but present-Donggu regretting it (;^;)

- oh no stop talking about eggs *squirms uncomfortably*

- stop making Donggu do things, he’s so sad :< at least he’s happy for the rice, and Taehyun wants to share with him but Jongmin steals his anchovy please save him *sobs*

- Taehyun’s laugh when Jongmin got the fish question right 💜

- Donggu finally got seaweed but shared it with the others (T^T)💘

- He finally got to eat because he complimented Taehyun and Junho my heart 💘💘

- (I want to taste the food but I really can’t deal with the octopus sorry)

- Donggu’s beautiful voice (T^T)💗 and his insult to Jongmin’s “song” (leading to the hug~) 💗💗

- Oh so we’ll see the contest for sleeping arrangements in the next episode! (Apparently Donggu will turn more negative, I feel for him~)

This was lots of fun! I need to do this more often~ 

💜💜💜

#Yoon Shiyoon #Yoon Siyoon #yoon shi yoon #yoon si yoon #Yoon Donggu #donggu #text post #2d1n #2 days 1 night #kim jongmin #kim junho #cha taehyun #jung joonyoung #defconn #I wish I hadn't waited this long to continue #because it really made my day a lot brighter~ #(>w<)💕 #admin talks #admin M

[roleplaylogs]

Grofflin

A nice Grofflin RP where Jon goes to visit Lin in Puerto Rico

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

You both like Jamilton, Whamilton, Hamilton RPF, and grofflin.

You: [1.29am] I miss you. LMM

Stranger: It’s late, Lin, you doing ok? I miss you, too. JG

You: Yeah, I just miss you! LMM How are you doing? LMM

Stranger: I’m alright, glad you’re not feeling incredibly sad or whatever. JG

Stranger: I’ve been awake far too long, ugh. JG

You: I mean, I'm putting on a brave face, but I'm not like incredibly sad, more mediocre sad. LMM But I'd rather talk about you. Insomnia? LMM

Stranger: Funny, I’d rather talk about you. But you’ll end up telling me eventually, I’m sure. JG

Stranger: Definite insomnia tinged with the usual anxiety. I think I miss the stage. JG

You: I miss the stage with you on it. LMM

Stranger: Yeah? I miss spending time with you in general, but especially on and around stage. JG

You: We were so good together in the play. LMM

Stranger: We really were, even if we didn’t really interact. I really enjoyed comndeering your dressing room. JG

You: Some of my best memories from the show was hanging out in that dressing room with you. LMM

Stranger: If you wanted to come all the way out to Pittsburgh you can come hang out in my trailer with me. JG

You: I wish I could, Papi, but I just flew out to PR. LMM

Stranger: You’re in the Motherland and you’re moderately sad? Lin, sweet thing, what’s up? I’d come down to you but we’re filming all week. JG

You: I don't know, maybe I'm just in a funk. My family are all still in NY and I'm in a boujee hotel room that just feels weirdly sterile and I miss you so bad. LMM

Stranger: Sounds kinda funky, yeah. V didn’t come? JG

You: No, we're not doing so great at the moment. LMM

Stranger: Ahhh, I’m sorry to hear that, really. I... let me check my schedule, alright? I might be able to sneak out of here. JG

You: Really? I can get you on a plane whenever you need, first class. LMM

Stranger: Really really. I miss the hell out of you and it seems you need some good old cheering up. You don’t have to do that, boo. JG

You: I know I don't, but I want to. I'm dragging your working ass out of the country, I'm gonna do it in style. LMM

Stranger: I am 1000% volunteering to leave the cold as fuck Pennsylvania city to come see you in Puerto Rico. No dragging required. But I know arguing with you is pointless... JG

You: Good, glad we got that sorted. LMM When can I book the flight for? Can they change your filming schedule? LMM

Stranger: (Delayed) So, we can finish up my stuff for the week tomorrow, and I can have til next Tuesday. So a week? That’s not bad. JG

You: A whole week? Awesome! That's great! Oh man, I'm so happy now. LMM You can help me go through my lines for the PR play! I can assure you I have forgotten every Ham lyric. LMM

Stranger: Lucky for you, I have forgotten NONE of them. We’ll get you all rehearsed and happy. JG

You: God, I'm so scared I'm gonna be shitty now. You gotta be ruthless with me, train me up again. LMM

Stranger: There is no way you’d be shitty, Lin. What with all that Disney training I’m sure you’re a better dancer. I’ll get you in top Ham shape, no problem. JG

You: Oh my god, it really put me through my paces, I've never been fitter. If you squint, and if I really suck in, you can kinda see abs. LMM

Stranger: !!! I’m going to touch them, you know that, right? JG

You: I mean, I've got no one else to show them off to. LMM The dad bod is still and always will be here, just a little fitter. I'm also a way better singer now, so, we can thank Disney and their expensive ass singing lessons for that too. LMM

You: ((Brb real quick I gotta go put some food in! Might be like ten mins))

Stranger: ((Alright!))

Stranger: You can show off to me when’re you like, Lin. I mean it. Just go full on showboat like Daveed. JG

Stranger: I love you just the way you are but the tiny improvements will only make you stronger. More formidable. I definitely cried in Poppins Returns because of you, by the way. JG

You: No one can showboat like Daveed, don't be silly. LMM You did? Fuck, that means so much to me. I tried so hard and I'm so proud of that, I'm so glad you like it. It's a love letter to the first movie, which I adored. LMM

Stranger: I know, I know but you could try! Just never put a shirt on and pretend you aren’t attractive. JG

Stranger: I did. Cried three separate times, but most of it was because I was so so proud of you. You did so well, Lin! The lamp lighters scene, oh my god. JG

You: Ha, I don't have to pretend. LMM God, you know that was a whole week of filming? Just that scene there? It's the most exhausted I've ever been but so worth it. LMM

Stranger: Shush, you’re so handsome and charismatic. JG

Stranger: Oh, I believe it. It was beautiful and magical and I want to watch you on that lamp post like 24/7. JG

You: Not a patch on you, you handsome devil! LMM I made so many pole dancing jokes, I'm almost embarrassed. LMM

Stranger: Oh, stop that. Let me admire you! JG

Stranger: Ha, I know you very well. I’m sure that almost is the key word there. JG

You: I've never made Em laugh so much than when we were filming for that scene, we had a blast. LMM God. It's like that was a high I'm now crashing down from. LMM

Stranger: G o d, you call Emily Blunt Em, I am JEALOUS. JG

Stranger: We’ll get you back up on that crest, I promise. Ham in PR is such a huge deal. JG

You: You gotta meet her sometime, I will set it up, she's awesome. I also met Jon Krasinski and almost died, that man is a confirmed god and he and Em are perfect together. LMM You're right. I just need my personal hypeman by my side. LMM

Stranger: You shut up right now, I’ll just end up quoting the entirety of Devil Wears Prada right into her glorious face. I need to meet her. JG

Stranger: You’ll have me for a week, but I’ll always hype you, Lin. You’re legitimately the most talented, kind, bright man I know. JG

You: I'll make it happen. LMM Oh, stop it. I wouldn't be where I am without the support of you, you mean the absolute world to me. LMM

Stranger: I knew I loved you for a reason ;) JG

Stranger: You’d be so great without me, you’ve got a team of hypemen, Burr I will always be the loudest. JG

You: Hell yeah you will. God, I can't wait to see your ridiculously cute face and smush it in my hands. LMM

Stranger: Oh, it’s ready to be smushed, hasn’t happened in far too long. JG

You: You got that right, I'm gonna smush you so hard. LMM Which, in hindsight, sounds incredibly inappropriate. LMM

Stranger: ... I’m not mad about it. JG

You: Me neither. Groffsauce so cuuuuute. LMM

Stranger: Why are all the best men tragically straight? Ugh. JG

You: Uh. LMM Yo. LMM You talking about me? LMM

Stranger: You, Daveed, every other straight guy in theatre. JG

You: Oh my god, this is priceless. LMM You think I'm straight? LMM

Stranger: ... ok, so I’m wrong, then. How wrong am I? JG

You: Super wrong. I'm super not straight. LMM

Stranger: The whole V thing threw me off. I mean the willingness to throw yourself at me should’ve been a clue but that was more wishful thinking. JG

You: Yeah, I guess the whole married to a woman thing does make me seem a bit straight. But I am a theatre kid, so... LMM Remember when I made that Heights promo with you in it? I had the biggest crush on you. LMM

Stranger: So you’re bi, or bi adjacent, then. That’s... wow. Ok, my worldview just shifted a little. JG

Stranger: I remember that so well, it was so damn entertaining and cute. I’ve been practically wrapped around your finger since. JG

You: Yeah, I just don't really care about gender, I'm just attracted to everyone, basically. LMM Thank god, because I wrote KG3 for you. LMM

Stranger: Yeah, yeah that makes so much more sense. Either way you were out of my reach. JG

Stranger: You did not — really?? Why didn’t you tell me that before? JG

You: I swear I've mentioned that before. You know, like I wrote GWash for Chris? You were in mind already when I was writing. LMM

Stranger: I know you wrote Washington for Chris, but also damn. I guess it just blows my mind every time I hear you say it?? JG

You: Well, yeah. I had a big ass gay crush on you at that point, so why wouldn't I try and rope you in to my project? LMM

Stranger: Well, fuck. How could I say no to you, Lin? It’s literally impossible. With those big, bright eyes and all of those words. JG

You: Ha, insert say no to this reference here. LMM You think my eyes are big and bright? Aww, shucks, ya making me blush! LMM

Stranger: You’ve got such doe eyes, and those lashes, Lin. I’d murder someone for lashes like that. But you’re incredibly handsome. JG

You: Don't do murder, that's bad. LMM [delay] Well, your uh, flight is booked! LMM

Stranger: I’m not going to murder... maybe. JG

Stranger: Oh, thank you! You really are too much. JG

You: I know, I know. Get told it on the daily. LMM I'll get a car to pick you up from the airport (not because I'm lazy but I don't fancy getting mobbed if I come meet you). LMM

Stranger: I don’t blame you not wanting to get mobbed. Am I going to be staying with you? JG

You: Of course. This is a big suite, it's got two bedrooms! LMM

Stranger: Then you’ll see me in the suite! We’ll have a lot of fun practicing your lines at all hours. JG

You: And staying up watching old movie musicals like we're at a slumber party. LMM

Stranger: Too bad I can’t braid your hair anymore. JG

You: You were always so good at that. LMM Face masks though...! LMM

Stranger: It’s the Pennsylvania Dutch in me. JG

Stranger: Face masks! And manicures. Bet your nail beds are a mess. JG

You: They are, you gotta sort them out. LMM Anyway, it's late, we should sleep. But I will see you at my crazy fancy suite. LMM

Stranger: I’ll fix ‘em up. But ok, yes. Sleep. I’ll see you in a handful of hours! JG

You: Lin definitely didn't sleep much that night, far too excited to see Jon the next day. He worked a little the next morning, keeping an eye on the flight tracker for Jon's plane so he knew when it arrived safe, and got a driver to go pick him up. So, the fame might have changed him a little, but it was worth it. He looked up when he heard the key card he'd had given to Jon at the front desk clicked in the door and got up, a huge grin on his face. "Hey! It's my favourite heartthrob!" He said, running over and practically jumping at the taller man to hug him.

Stranger: Jon definitely didn’t sleep until he was on the plane — thankfully he was one of the lucky ones who could conk out on flights — he was just too excited to see Lin. There were nerves festering in the pit of his stomach that he had long since thought dead. As if getting confirmation that Lin wasn’t straight changed anything between them. It did not, but he couldn’t get those damn butterflies to settle down as he keyed his way into the suite. He didn’t have a moment to even set his bags down before he had to drop one in order to huddle Lin against him so they didn’t topple over. He was laughing brightly, unable to help it, as he carelessly dropped the rest of this things to get both arms around the ball of energy. “Hello to you too, Lin! Let me get in here,” he said, still laughing. But it was easy to shuffle them a few steps into the suite so the door could close behind him. “Look at you,” Jon sighed, getting both hands up onto Lin’s shoulders. “You look so good, lithe. Like you have a whisper of abs.”

You: It was so crazy that Jon was here, and Lin could actually hug him, it was like a dream come true. He'd really needed someone or the next few weeks would have been unbearable. He beamed up at him as Jon looked at him, nothing but true, unfiltered happiness in his eyes. "I do! If I suck in and you squint!" He said, before hugging him again. "God, you've like, totally beefed out. Mindhunter really did a number on you, huh? Look at how in shape we both are, I'm so proud," he rambled on.

Stranger: “Beefed out, god yes please keep telling me that. They have me working out far too much for my liking, but if you like it then we’re good.” Jon couldn’t help but get a little lost in the sound of Lin’s voice and the bright spark in his eyes. He ducked a little so he could duck his head to Lin’s shoulder. “You look great, so great. A sight for sore eyes, that’s for sure. Pittsburgh is so dull especially because it doesn’t have your spark.”

You: Lin hugged him tight, pressing his face against Jon's hair for a moment. God, he smelled good. Focus. "Are we just gonna compliment each other for the whole week? Because I am so good with that!" He pulled away eventually and picked up a few of Jon's bags. "There we go, I'll show you to your room, kind sir," he put on his English accent that he now had perfected from Poppins. "Follow me!" He went off in the direction of the other bedroom next to his.

Stranger: Jon couldn’t stop laughing, the happiness just pouring out of him from being close to Lin again. “I could spend all damn day telling you how awesome you are.” Gathering up his other things, he trailed after Lin slowly, looking around the suite with open wonder. “Listen, if you don’t talk like that all day, I’m going to be so disappointed.” Tucking his bags into the closet in the bedroom, Jon tossed his keys and wallet onto dresser and immediately went to the window to get a look at the view. “This is actual paradise, I hope you know.”

You: Lin put his bags down on the bed before going to stand beside him at the window. "I know, right?" He sighed happily. "Mi pais es tan hermoso," he said fondly, before looking up at Jon. "That means, my country is so beautiful. Now, you gotta make a choice. Jack the lamplighter voice, or Puerto Rican Lin!" He joked, rolling his Rs in an exaggerated fashion.

Stranger: Jon reeled Lin into his side pretty easily, his arm settling around his shoulders. “I don’t honestly care which Lin I get because I still get you regardless. But now I know now why you love this island so much.” Leaning toward the window, as if that would get him closer to the view of the sea, Jon was beaming. “How is this place even real? I’ll have to go exploring.”

You: Lin leaned easily against him, fitting snugly against his body. Oh man, this was nice. "I'll have to take you on a tour," he promised, looking up at the wonder on Jon's face rather than the view. It was arguably more beautiful. Not arguably. Factually. "But I wanna just hang out with you first for a while. Order room service, maybe a bottle of champagne to celebrate..."

Stranger: This closeness was what he had missed the most about Lin — about how well they fit together and how warm Lin was. Turning his face to look at him, he was only a littler surprised to find Lin already looking at him. A slight blush overtook his face and he laughed quietly. “You can give me a tour tomorrow morning. I am so down for staying in and seeing champagne-happy Lin.”

You: "I am such a lightweight now, I hope you're prepared to handle me!" Lin grinned and pulled away from his side, only to grab his hand. He didn't want to be separated from him, and honestly, he was a little touch starved at present. He grabbed a menu that Jon could read over his shoulder, practically leaning back so Jon's chest was pressed against his back. Was it hot in there? "What are you feelin?" He asked, reading over the desserts. He had a sweet tooth.

Stranger: “I am well-versed in corralling drunk friends. Besides, you’re easy,” Jon winked overly dramatically and happily held onto Lin’s hand. The contact was beyond nice and he practically wrapped himself around Lin as they perused the menu. “I’m feeling being indulgent. No gym time, no strict diet. Just get a bunch to share?” His free hand settled idly over Lin’s hip, holding him close as if he was afraid Lin would just disappear.

You: Lin grinned when he felt Jon’s hand settling on to his hip, almost shivering at the contact. “Sounds perfect.” He pulled Jon over to the sofa where the phone was, sitting down, half in Jon’s lap as he reeled off a massive order of room service, a bottle of champagne, and he checked their mini bar was suitably stocked as well.

Stranger: Jon handled Lin into laying down on the couch beside him, his head landing in his lap. Not that it took too much convincing really. It was always easy to get Lin where he wanted him. There it was easier to run his fingers through his short hair. “This is going to be a great night, just you and me. Running lines for the play?” It was like they hadn’t spent weeks and months apart.

You: Lin grinned up at Jon when he put the phone down, gazing into his pretty eyes. “Oh yeah, just like the old days,” he said. “Aren’t you just so excited for the play? I wonder if they’ll make us stage kiss!” He put on a high school voice, bringing up their inside joke from years ago.

Stranger: Jon burst out laughing before getting himself under control. “God, what if they make us stage kiss in the play?” Jon whispered, though fighting not to giggle again. He failed. “It’s been a while since you kiss-bombed me.”

You: “I know! Oh, I miss my surprise kissing you for the internet,” Lin sighed happily. “I bet twitter misses it. I know I sure do!” He’d always made excuses before to kiss him, because he’d just always wanted to. Jon just thought it was a prank, before. Lin wished things were different.

Stranger: “You ever just want to kiss me just to kiss me?” Jon asked after a prolonged moment of silence. Looking down at Lin — bright eyed and so handsome — Jon didn’t even bother keeping his thoughts to himself. “I missed you, really. And I had been so convinced that I was living in some weird limbo with you being out of reach but not really out of reach now, are you?” He babbled a little, the words just sort of not stopping.

You: The tone changed and Lin’s expression softened, listening to Jon. “Maybe I was out of reach for a while,” he said quietly, his heart pounding hard in his chest. “But I’ve wanted to kiss you period for years,” he confessed.

Stranger: Pushing Lin’s hair away from his forehead, Jon just kept touching him idly. “You should do it, then, if you’d still like to. I’d like it a lot.” His hands were shaking even as he threaded his fingers through that soft, thick hair.

You: “Yeah?” Lin whispered, shivering as Jon touched him. “I think I’d like that too.” He leaned up from Jon’s lap (using his newfound abs), reaching up to put his hand on the side of his neck. He looked at him for just a moment, before leaning in and pressing their lips together.

Stranger: It was like Lin was moving in slow motion, Jon could hardly believe it. He shifted just enough to make it easier on Lin to kiss him. It was tentative and sweet and Jon’s heart was about to leap out of his chest and he was sure Lin could feel it. Curling his hand around the back of Lin’s head, Jon encouraged the kiss to deepen.

You: Lin closed his eyes as they kissed, just feeling how nice and sweet it was to be kissing him properly, and not for some prank. He made a quiet noise as it started to deepen, as full of noise as ever. He couldn’t keep quiet at any aspect of his life. He melted against Jon’s chest, allowing the kiss to deepen even further, pressing his tongue against the seam of Jon’s plump lips.

-- And then it got a little NSFW that I won’t post here -- 

#hamilton #hamilton rpf #grofflin #grofflin rp

[spacecadet-ticklesinspace]

LOL I HAD A THOUGHT

Imagine anytime Peter 1 gets w r e c k e d by his older bro(s) he always, ALWAYSSS gets hiccups after😂

so like if he just recently got tickled by Peter 3 and Two comes home from work, One is all smiley and has hiccups and twos just like “Haha, aww, had fun playing while I was gone?☺️“

It popped in my head and I was like “I m u s t share this”

Your blog is adorable! Keep it up <3

Awaha! That's really really cuuuuute ❤️❤️❤️ totally headcannon with Peter 1 😭

Peter 2: *walks in the door* I'm home!"

Peter 2: *sees Peter 1 sitting on the couch*

Peter 1: "Hihi Tw" *hic "oo!"

Peter 2: *sees Peter 1's face*

Peter 2: *hears his hiccups and giggles*

Peter 2: "Awwwaha, had fun playing while I was gone?"

Peter 1: *blushes* "Shu" *hic "huuush!"

Peter 2: *chuckles* Sohounds like it" :)

Peter 1: *blushing intensifies*

#ticklefic #lee peter 1

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Lift Your Spirits (Haikyuu!!)

Primary Universe

So much cuuuuute! Oikawa is really growing on me, I have to say. I didn’t care much for him at first but I’m beginning to really like him as time goes on! Also ticklish Oikawa is just as adorable as ler Oikawa is flustering, so that’s a bonus. Enjoy this cute fluff fest! ^^

27. “You haven’t said stop this whole time. Do you like this?”

31. “This is so embarrassing!”

33. “Don’t wiggle your fingers at me like that.”

You’ll notice for some of the numbered prompts I didn’t use the exact quote, but a variation thereof. This was to help prevent repetitiveness as well as maintain believable story flow. They’re still in the fic, just perhaps not word for word.

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Iwaizumi: Where are you? (read)

Iwaizumi: Home sick? (read)

Iwaizumi: Dude I know you’re reading these (read)

Iwaizumi: Answer me (read)

Iwaizumi: I’m assuming you’re dead (read)

Iwaizumi: K, I’m coming to get your body for burial after school (read)

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Iwaizumi growled in frustration as he knocked on Oikawa’s front door for the second time after having received no answer the first time. It was one thing for his friend to leave him on read, but to be physically at his residence and be ignored? When Iwa knew the jerk knew he was coming? That was a step too far. He pulled out his phone to call the setter, then thought better of it. If he wasn’t answering his texts, why would he answer a phone call?

“Toru!” he yelled finally. “I know you’re in there, you piece of crap! Don’t make me bust down the door. I’ll do it!”

There was a long silence. Resigned, Iwa stepped back, reared up his leg, and was just beginning to kick when the front door finally opened, and rather than bust in like a movie detective to save the day, he unceremoniously sprawled into Oikawa’s living room, barely catching a glimpse of his friend before he disappeared into his bedroom.

Oh, that was rude.

“Oikawa!” he snapped, getting to his feet, closing the door, and bounding after him just in time to see the setter flop down on his bed, facing away from him. “You’d better have a good reason for being an extra special jerk today. I hope for your sake you’re delusional with a fever.”

“I’m not,” Oikawa mumbled. “Just didn’t want to buy a new door.”

“The heck is going on with you?” Iwa demanded, unable to keep the anger out of his voice. “If you’re not feeling well I’m sorry, but you could have at least sent a puking emoji or something instead of leaving me on read all day. What is your deal?”

“Sorry.” The setter’s normally snarky, arrogant voice was gone, replaced instead by a quiet, submissive one. “I just want to be alone.”

“That’s it? Seriously?”

“There’s leftover pizza in the fridge. You can have it. Since you went to so much trouble.”

Iwa frowned. This was not like Oikawa. At all. He hesitated, then sat on the end of the bed, trying to catch a glimpse of his friend’s face. He saw the blotchy red splotches and tear-streaked cheeks for only a moment before Oikawa buried his face in his pillow, but that moment was enough, and Iwa immediately felt horrible for yelling at him.

“Hey,” he said, gentler this time. “I’m sorry. I should find out what’s wrong before snapping at you like that. What’s going on?”

“Nothing.”

It wasn’t nothing, but Iwa could take a hint. “Okay. Well, if you want to talk about it, I’m here for you.”

Another long silence. For a few minutes Iwa sat quietly, content to just be there while his friend went through whatever it was that was bothering him. He was about to offer to split the pizza with him when Oikawa spoke again.

“We lost.”

Iwa glanced down at him, and all of a sudden everything made sense. They’d played and lost against Karasuno in the prefecture championships, then sat and watched as the wingless crows then went on to defeat the reigning champions to go on to nationals. It had been unexpected and aggravating, and though the team was upset, Oikawa had done his job by remaining as positive as he could, picking everyone up and encouraging them to practice even harder for next year.

But since he was a third-year…

“Oh.” Iwa gently placed a hand on his friend’s shoulder. The team captain had probably not had a moment to himself since the defeat to mourn, and that’s what was happening now. Iwa berated himself. He should have known. “I understand now. I’m sorry, Toru.”

“I expected to lose to Shiratorizawa,” Oikawa muttered into his pillow. “But not them.” Meaning Karasuno.

“I know. Me, too. But…it is what it is.” Iwa squeezed him gently. “Not that it makes it any easier.”

Oikawa groaned, lifting his pillow over his head to hide his face, curling up even further. Iwa knew he was likely crying again, but he didn’t say anything. He knew his friend hated being emotional in front of anyone, even him. So he continued to silently rub his shoulder, letting him have his moment.

Another few minutes went by before Oikawa shifted again, this time blindly reaching for Iwa’s hand and removing it from him. Iwa thought the setter was tired of physical contact and started to pull away, but to his surprise, Oikawa gripped his wrist harder and moved it downward, placing Iwa’s hand on his side and then resuming his earlier position.

Iwa had no idea what that meant, or what to do, so he just sat there. Awkwardly. Waiting for Oikawa to say something.

He didn’t.

Finally, after an excruciating minute, Iwaizumi wrinkled his brow in confusion and gave Oikawa’s side a gentle squeeze. But when the captain tensed up and gripped his pillow even harder, he removed his hand and frowned. “Toru, I want to help you. But I need you to communicate.”

His first instinct when his hand was moved to a new location was obvious, but memories of their younger years together prevented him from following through. He had vivid recollections of a screaming, thrashing, cursing, angry Oikawa and didn’t want to push his friend to that state of mind from the one he was in right now. For that matter, he didn’t want to push him to that state of mind. Period. He’d stopped tickling Oikawa years ago for that very reason.

So he was surprised when his friend let out another groan and said in a muffled voice, “I can’t. It’s too embarrassing.”

“What is?” Iwa asked, confused.

Oikawa gripped the cushion over his head. “Just do it. I don’t mind.” When the silence stretched on again and nothing happened, he lowered his voice so Iwa could only just hear him. “Please, Hajime.”

Entirely lost but not wanting to ignore the obvious plea, Iwa squeezed his side again gently, then switched to poking up and down its length. Oikawa tensed, but didn’t move. “Tell me when to stop,” Iwa said, then turned his fingers into a claw and started digging softly.

This time Oikawa jerked and let out a choked sound, but giggles started to slip through now and then, too. Iwa was astonished that the setter wasn’t fighting him. This was definitely different from the reactions he used to get.

Curious and encouraged, Iwaizumi shifted so he was kneeling on the bed rather than just sitting on it, gently rolling Oikawa onto his back and grabbing both sides, squeezing softly. Oikawa kept the pillow over his face, but louder, clearer snickers could now be heard, and he still wasn’t fighting.

Iwa grinned, unable to help himself. He’d never gotten to tickle his friend before; not really, since Oikawa had always hated it, and Iwa had never wanted to make him angry. Now, though, he’d asked for it. Iwa straddled one of his legs and reached for the pillow.

“Let’s see that smile,” he teased, pulling at the cushion. Oikawa fought for only a moment, then let it slip from his hands, only to then cover his face with his palms. “There we go. Much better.”

The setter was still hiding, but it was harder to cover up his wide smile completely, let alone the blush that had spread to his ears. “Nooo,” he whined in a playful kind of way that reassured Iwa he was feeling more like himself now. “This is so embarrassing.”

“Why?” Iwa wanted to mess with him a little more, but decided that could wait for now. He skittered up and down his friend’s ribs, smiling at the soft chuckles he got in response. “There’s nothing wrong with wanting to laugh when you’re feeling sad.”

Oikawa’s groan sounded more like a whine this time.

“I’m surprised you’re not telling me to stop.” Iwa didn’t want to accidentally jinx it and ruin this whole adorable situation, but he couldn’t help but be honest. “Five years ago you punched me in the face for doing this to you.”

“I know. I’m sorry.”

“You are?”

“Yes.”

Iwa couldn’t help but grin. “Have a change of heart about it, Toru? Do you like it now?”

The dark red blush coloring his friend’s cheeks was answer enough, even before Oikawa whined even louder and pleaded, “Shut up.”

“Aww.” Iwaizumi couldn’t help but giggle, too, as he moved to straddle his team captain completely. “That’s so cute.”

“I said shut up, Iwa.”

“Why should I?” The ace teased. “Since you like it now I think I’ll tickle you a little more. I have a lot of time to make up for, don’t you think?”

“Shut up—” Oikawa was so flustered that for a moment he removed his hands from his face to glare at his friend, but the effect was lost for how huge his smile was, and he immediately covered up again. “Don’t tease me.”

“Hey, now, I want to see that smile.” Iwa pouted, reaching forward to pry Oikawa’s hands from his face, pinning them to either side of his head. He smirked at how red the setter’s face got in response. “When did this happen?”

“What?”

“When did you start liking it?”

Oikawa bit his lip and glanced away. “I’ve always liked it. I was just…afraid you’d find out by tickling me when we were younger, so I…got violent. I didn’t mean it. I was just panicked.”

“Did you think I’d tease you about it?”

“You are teasing me about it.”

“No,” Iwa insisted, gentle but firm. “I think it’s cute that you like it. There’s nothing wrong with it. You’re always so good at lifting other people’s spirits. Let me lift yours now, okay?”

Oikawa nodded, and Iwa smirked, sitting back and raising his hands in front of the captain’s face, making them claws again, opening and closing them while lowering them slowly.

“Don’t wiggle your fingers at me like that,” Oikawa muttered, blushing so hard he was practically purple. “If you’re going to tickle me, then do it, you jerk.”

“You’re the jerk,” Iwa shot back before digging his clawed hands into Oikawa’s ribcage, vibrating violently, making the setter sputter and finally start laughing. The sound was music to the ace’s ears. He grinned. “But I’ll let it go for today.”

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