#ahahahahaha they finally went oh

[bimobuddy]

Cut the Cat-itude

sfw Hazbin TK fic

Lee!Husk, Ler!Alastor

CW: feet, kinda? It's more 'bean' related since they're paws

Summary: Husk is grumpy and doesn't think Alastor's jokes are funny, but the Radio Demon is determined to get a chuckle out of him.

Husk groaned and let his head thump against the bar counter. Alastor must have been in some sort of mood that day, he hadn't stopped telling awful jokes all morning. First most people were laughing with him, then it was just Charlie and Nifty, and now even Charlie was trying to excuse herself because "Oh you know, Hotel Stuff, ahaha.."

Husk looked over at Nifty who was still giggling away at everything the boss said, but then again he didn't know what went on her feral little head. He reached for his drink again only to have it yoinked away by a familiar looking shadow.

"Hey!" He sat up, reaching for it back, but Alastor's shadow just grinned and stretched upward, holding it out of reach. Husk grumbled. He knew this game. "I ain't flyin' for you, give it back." The shadow wiggled it over his head, taunting.

"Alastor, put this damn thing on a leash. Only you would somehow manage to lose control over your own shadow." He muttered the last part.

"Oh Husker, I didn't 'lose control' over him, he's free range." The host grinned, looking at Husk a bit longer than usual. Husk didn't know why he was staring at him until it suddenly clicked and he sighed. "Was that supposed to be another joke? Al, that wasn't even a real joke."

"Oh you're right, that was a total cat-astrophe!" A laugh track played off his cane, followed by Nifty who enjoyed the joke a little too much, "Ahahahahaha! Becahause he's a cahat!" She laughed. Husk folded his ears back and groaned.

"Oh relax, old friend, I'm just kitten around!" He grinned at Husk, who frowned in response. Alastor strutted up to the bar and leaned against it. The Shadow disappeared, taking the bottle with him, only making Husk grumpier.

"Clearly those weren't funny enough for you.. maybe I ought to put my thinking-cat on and come up with some more!" He let out a laugh, followed by the classic laugh track again. "Or maybe you just don't have a sense of humor. I mean just look at darling little Nifty, she's hiss-terical!" Of course this was followed up by Nifty losing her absolute mind.

Husk only sighed and rolled his eyes. "You done yet?"

"Not yet. What's a cat's favorite book? The Great Cats-by! Oh, why did the cats ask for a piano? To make mew-sic, of course!" He laughed and looked back at Husk, who somehow looked even grumpier than he did five minutes ago.

Well this wouldnt do.

"Why don't you cut the cat-itude, dear friend?" He snapped his fingers and two shadowy tentacles rose up from the floor behind Husk. Before he could react, the wrapped around his upper arms, hoisting him up about a foot off the floor, and proceeded to wiggle the tips into his underarms.

Husk had started to kick, biting his lip, cheeks puffed out, as he didn't want to give Alastor the reaction he wanted. The Radio Demon didn't seem to mind though.

"What's a cat's favorite cereal? Mice Crispies!" The tentacles wiggled down his ribcage, starting to get little huffs and muffled noises.

"If cats taught schools, what do you think they'd be called? Purr-fessors!" The tentacles traced and wiggled down his sides, causing him to hold his breath, his face and ears going red from how hard he was fighting back his laughter.

"What do you call a cat that likes to bowl? An alley cat!" Finally the tentacles found their way to his tummy and he couldn't take it anymore. Husk tossed his head back and laughed, reflexively flapping his wings to try an get away, much to the delight of the Shadow, which had been trying to make him fly earlier.

"Ahahahahahaha! Ahahalast- Alastohor!" He tried to growl to cancel out the laughter but it came out as more of a panicked, choked giggle.

"See, I knew you'd come around!" Alastor said cheerfully. "Now, why dont cats shop online? They prefer cat-alogues!" Husk's laughter kicked up a notch when one of the tentacles started to wiggle into his lower belly, where there was a bit more pudge. His tail whipped around trying to smack it away but it was no use.

Husk suddenly made the mistake of trying to kick out at Alastor, across the counter. A third tendril rose up and caught his ankle before he made contact, as Alastor leaned back just a bit. He stepped to the side a little to make eye contact. "Now, Husker, is that any way to thank someone who's only trying to make you smile?" He chuckled.

The third tendril started to wiggle into the heart shaped pad at the bottom of his paw. Husk, a little startled, let out a high pitched, squeaky giggle that did not sound like himself at all.

Even Alastor was caught off guard enough for the tendrils to disappear and let him go, letting him drop with a soft thud. Husk groaned as he hit the floor and panted. "Damn you, Alastor.." He grumbled, sitting up.

"Too late, we're already in Hell!" Alastor laughed. Husk chuckled a little then quickly stopped himself. But of course the radio host heard it. "Oh? Did I finally get a genuine laugh out of you?" He asked, leaning on his can to be eye level with the bartender.

Husk sighed, folding his ears down. "Shut up... I gotta get back to work." He muttered, starting to wipe down the counter.

As Alastor turned to walk away, Husk called out again. "Slapstick Comedy. Just for future reference, so you don't have to tickle me next time, I tend to like Slapstick Comedy."

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Author Note

Aahhhhh I couldn't figure out how to end this naturally I'm sorrryyyy!!!

Though I do already have another idea for a Lee!Husk fic that I'm gonna start writing immediately after posting this one, so I MIGHT post it tonight, but it might wait until tomorrow, we'll see :)

#sfw tickling community #tickle community #tickle fic #hazbin hotel tickle #hazbin tickles #lee!husk #ler!alastor

[spontaneousglitterbees]

(click for higher quality, text description under the cut)

welcome to the hydraulic press channel

[Begin comic description:

Scene begins with Kokichi and Kaito during the offscreen Hangar Scene of Chapter 5. Kokichi, having been shot and poisoned, lay on his back on a hydraulic press. The first panel shows him from the side, with Kaito out of view behind machinery. Presumably, they are in the moments before enacting Kokichi's plan.

KOKICHI: "Momota-chan?"

KAITO: "Ouma?"

KOKICHI: "Before I die (which should be very shortly). I... need you to tell me something."

Zoom out. The camera focuses on the distance between the press and the control balcony. Kaito responds, "If robots didn't already have them I'm sure Miu—" Kokichi cuts him off. "Not that."

Zoom back in on a deliriously bemused Kokichi, who is slowly pulling the portion of Kaito's coat that will be trapped with him under the press over his still-bleeding right shoulder. "Did she hit it?"

Three small panels in succession show a confused close-up of Kaito's face: "... What?" as Kokichi fires back "On my jacket... the stitches make an 'X' pattern on the back!" Kokichi holds his crossed index fingers over his head, the intersection highlighted in purple-pink.

Cut to Kaito at the control panel of the hydraulic press, leafing through Kokichi's planning notebook with rigid shoulders and a determined expression. Meanwhile, from his position below, Kokichi less speaks to Kaito than in his general direction: "I'm such a nice murder victim, Momota! Ahahahahaha, I even showed her where to aim!"

Kaito is mildly alarmed as he hears a weak "Nishishishishi" from the press as Ouma loses steam, and he cringes as it progresses into a cough so severe it jars the outline of the speech bubble from its background with an overlain spatter of purple-pink blood. Kaito looks away from the press and toward the toilet where the two earlier attempted to flush Ouma's clothes and disrupt the future crime scene. A close-up confirms that the crossbow bolt went through between the large 'X'-shaped stitches on the back of Ouma's jacket, not through the center of an 'X'. Kaito sighs, and mumbles. "Oh, Maki...."

Regaining enough resolve to smile (and, perhaps, taking a few notes from Kokichi), Kaito forces a thumbs-up gesture Ouma cannot see. He lies through his teeth to comfort the dying kid with a morbid joke he just knows Ouma will prefer to any platitudes: "Yeah."

Kokichi, laying with his head tilted to one side and having determined he is isolated and out of view enough to cry, expresses genuine shock as he listens to Momota go on.

"She got it. 'Dead' center, Kokichi."

Ouma, crossing his arms over his chest as though he were to be lain in a casket, looks up at the top of the press with tears in his eyes. Even now, he forces himself to grin (or, since the expression is deep enough to affect his eyes, it may just be real. Dead men never need to tell.) "H-eh. Nice." His thoughts resound around the panel, unspoken. "but... I know that was a lie. Am I... proud?"

The camera pans over to a side-view of a sobbing Kaito and the shadow of an Exisal behind him as Kokichi's thoughts continue: "M-Maybe Mr. Luminary of the Stars..."

The final panel shows a side-profile view of a relaxed Ouma horizontally on the press, the sleeve of Kaito's coat dangling over the side behind him. He has one hand still crossed over his chest as the other lay palm-down at his side. His eyes have closed, perhaps for the last time. He smiles.

"wasn't so boring after all."

"Goodnight...."

End description.]

#oma kokichi #kokichi ouma #danganronpa #danganronpa spoilers #danganronpa v3 spoilers #danganronpa v3 #new danganronpa v3 #ndrv3 #ndrv3 spoilers #drv3 spoilers #drv3 #kaito momota #momota kaito #hangar scene brainrot #dr #glittersart #cw blood #cw death mention #i have been working on this for almost a week and re-drawn several of these panels ground-up a few times over each and i am. tired. #and also very excited to have made something i like this much and i hope you like it too #angst #kokichi oma #ouma kokichi #which one is it the world may never know #oumota #does this count? maybe?? #comics #glitz dr comics

[berrys-hide-out]

Picture book

Summary: Az is embarrassed by his mother spilling his past to no other then Master Iruma and Iruma is sure to learn something new about his friend

Warnings: Tickles~

Characters: switch!Alice, switch!Iruma

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Az, his mother and Iruma were sat on the couch in their humble home. The sun was shining brightly into the main room, and the couch was comfortable. Well the whole things would be comfortable if not for Az trying to talk over his mother which was spilling secrets and showing old pictures of him!

Irumas eyes were shining brightly as he looked through the pictures- finally he came to the pages filled with His siblings. Az sighed in relief and sat down next to Iruma, letting himself rest just a little.

“Oh- aww!” Iruma suddenly chirped at a picture and Alice was about to sit up until his mother chimed “heh~ Alice used to tickle his siblings when they stole his stuff and waddled off. It’s really adorable and they still do this~!” She told the bluenette, glee filling her voice as she spoke.

Iruma smiled brightly before a thought crossed his mind and he looked over at Az. The demon in question looked right back at him “Az, are you ticklish?” Iruma asked pretty straight forward. The silence should have been an answer in itself but Iruma couldn’t help the giddy smile fighting its way onto his features as his pink haired friend was glaring at him in a mixture of ‘don’t you dare’ and ‘how did you get to that conclusion’.

His mother on the other hand chuckled “sure he is~!” And that was it.

Iruma moved to put down the book and Alice bolted. As if on cue the human giggled and rushed after his friend. “AZ WAIT FOR MEEEE!” He called making the other somehow run even faster before the two ended up standing on opposite sides of a small desk.

Iruma would’ve dropped it the second Az wouldn’t find it funny anymore yet… he was smiling- it was wobbly but it showed how giddy and exited the other was.

The demon chuckled and ran back down the hall, running back into the main room where his mother had seemingly cleaned up while they were running around the house.

With a quick leap Iruma made Az squeak and fall onto the couch.

The male looked up at his friend finding a bright smile and exited eyes staring down at him. “M-Master Iruma let’s th-AhahaHAhaha~” Az giggled out when Irumas nimble fingers scouted out his ribs with little scribbles.

Irumas eyes widened, Az’s giggles we’re airy and soft, nothing someone would really expect from the guy at all! - the most adorable thing about this though must’ve been how red his ears got all of a sudden, it drew Irumas attention and without him really noticing his hand went up to trace them.

Alice didn’t have much of a reaction but his cheeks lit up in a light pink. “nohohot thehere!” Iruma chuckled at him, Az’s hand pawing at Irumas. The human retracted his hand and hummed “then how about… here?” He asked- not even in a teasing manner, it was genuine but for Alice it was all the more flustering.

“hAHAhahaHa~ MAhAhaHAhaster IHIhihirumaha noHOhot tHEhehE SiHIHihides!” Az protested as Iruma squeezed at his waist. “Aww~ look at you Az!” Iruma gushed, ignoring the plea this time.

“NahAHAha plEhEhease thIHinime ouHUt!”

‘Please.’ The word Iruma couldn’t say no to. And so the male let up “Sorry! Are you okay?” He asked with a worried smile.

Az took a second to collect himself before he threw Iruma off with a quick turn and trapping him against the back lean.

The human yelped and just seconds after bubbly laughter left his mouth. “AhahAHAhaz! HOHohold OHOHON~!” The demon chuckled, clearly pleased with the reaction as his nails lightly traces his side. “Hold on? But I need to show you how incredible my skills are!” Iruma cackled at that, his cheeks now also lighting up.

It was incredible how much time had already passed, just a bit ago he was in the human world, it had been quite lonely there- but now he had so many loving and trusting friends, even though they were demons.

Iruma got ripped out of his thoughts by Az who dug his fingers into his tight- a sudden shriek filled the room making them both stop.

A sly smile took over Az’s features making Iruma swallow as anticipation slowly build up in his chest- a giddy smile appeared on his lips and his blush darkened “A-AHAHAHAZ!” Iruma squealed and finally fought back, his hands latching onto his friends waist, squeezing there.

Az yelped and his squeezing got weaker as his concentration wavered. “LEHEhet gOHOho!” “NOHoHOhot IHIHif youHUHu doHOHon’t!” This went on for a little while longer before a click made the two stop in their tracks and look at Az’s mother.

She looked extremely happy- holding a camera and the picture she just made of the two’s little tickle wrestle.

“M-Mother!” Az whined getting up and trying to snatch the picture while his mother kept on poking him when he tried to reach for it.

Iruma grinned at them, it was embarrassing, sure, but it sure was a memory that would never fade. He chuckled at Az’s protest of not enough help. Iruma stood up and jogged over.

Although the two never ended up getting that picture, it wasn’t really a bad thing.

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Heheeeee~ Iruma and Az! Gotta love their friendship in all ways and forms tehehehe

@wertzunge I finally wrote it! I hope I didn’t make you wait for too long! 🙏

#yuki talks #tickle fic #Switch!Iruma #switch!Az #Iruma #Az #Asmodeus Alice #Iruma-kun #welcome to demon school Iruma-Kun! #welcome to school Iruma-kun! tickles #requests #yay :D

[iamlittlelostsoul]

Part 2: Which is which...

TRIGGER WARNING!

and if you'd like to check more of my stuffs here's my masterlist! ty ><

Mentions of Rape, abuse, self-harm, blood, trauma, cringe(?), angst, self-loathing, suicidal thoughts & suicide, yandere, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat.

Author's Note: Sooo...Here is part 2 but if you haven't seen the first part here is Part 1!. It was kinda too long and would be so hard to read so I separated it into 2 different parts I still couldn't post as often as I could because I've been really busy since I'm a graduating high schooler and am overwhelmed with projects and requirements but I'll update as often as I can. Do forgive me and thank you for your patience and all of your support!

Let's get the 2nd shitty part started...

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summary: The first years were taking their alchemy exams yet an accident happened which resulted in terrible stuff happening.

After everything Mc said Grim still tried coming closer and tried talking to them yet they pulled out a knife from the pockets of their oversized hoodie and pointed it at them.

"Don't you fucking dare come any closer to me! You-you monster!" They shouted eyes full of hatred, fear, and so much pain.

"Hey- Mc no need to call Grim like that! Please calm down!" Kalim nervously said raising both his hands as he try to come closer as if trying to tame a wild beast.

"DON'T YOU DARE! YOU FAKE BITCH!!" They said as they pointed it towards him.

Shocked and hurt them so much. Mc would never say such words towards them nor would they threaten Kalim or Grim! They love and adored them so much!

"Mc! What's the fuck is your problem stop this now!" Ace shouted.

"Ace! Don't be too rough on them! They might be going through something. Mc please put the knife down and let's talk this out, please." Deuce said as he pulls Ace back.

"..."

"There! Now put the knife down, please." He continued.

Mc stared at them all from head to toe then bursted out laughing out of spite.

"Oh, my Sevens! I see what you're doing-AHAHAHAHAHA! So we're playing the 'you can trust me' thing once again!" They said with a sadistic grin.

"What do you mean Mc?! We missed you so so much! You went missing in the accident that occurred when we were 1st year!" Epel asked.

"Ohhh~! You sweet lying bitches! hehehe~! You want me to pretend that all the shit you did to ME never happened! Sooo ya'll are using the incident I grew plants on my head as an excuse to do you shit again~" They said while cackling while waving the knife like a mad man/woman.

"What do you mean?! Group 3 accidentally made the wrong potion and made a transportation potion instead!"

"Lies, lies, lies. Can't you all stop lying?! I only had a week of freedom and yet I am finally back in this hellhole!"

"Mc language! What they said is true."Vil commented.

"Oh! Oh! Okay then hahaha! Then should I act like how I'm finally happy reuniting with you all? Oh! right, how foolish of me! Horray! Horray! I am finally back in NCR! And will soon be locked up in a pretty little room A.K.A dungeon thanks to dear Tsunotaro, tied up with really expensive chains courtesy of Kalim~! And get Mothafucking fucked non-stop without my consent by my dear friends~!

Yep yep this really calls for a celebration! Get some grape juice, and start a party in Scarabia! Don't forget the fancy revealing clothes and drugs you all will force onto me!" They said with a sardonic smile.

"Child of man, I do not understand what you meant, none of us has yet to touch you yet. Do please breathe and relax, We do not know what you went through but I assure you it wasn't us who do these horrid things unto you." Malleus said as he went closer.

"Oh yes, sure! All of you were innocent! I forgot all of you did those out of love~! That was love, pardon me for my misconceptions!."

"HUMAN! THAT IS NOT HOW YOU TALK TO WAKA-SAMA!"

" Mon chéri, please do not fret! What occurred onto thee was horrible but this huntsman assures you no lie comes out of thy friend's mouth! Mon amour has been transported to a different place and based on thy statement I could only speculate that thy was brought to a different dimension similar to ours!"

"AHAHAHAHAHA! I would say your lies have become far more creative and soooo believable! I commend you all for it!"

"Oy, Herbivore stop this right now. Why don't you calm down so we could go take you to Crewel-sensei, so we can finally understand what's happening."

"I see! Sure let's go to our beloved teachers that watched me suffer and didn't even do a thing to help me!"

The situation was getting far worse, and all of them were at a loss of words at everything Mc was saying to them. They knew full well that they went missing! It happened right in front of Crewel-sensei, the Adeuce duo, and Grim! How could they even rape or do something terrible to someone like them, and it was all in the name of love!

Grim still tried coming closer along with Lilia and the rest.

"Don't you dare come any closer! Or else- Wait I have a better idea!" Mc then pulled a gun out of their pocket once again the pointed it at their head while they other hand still held firm on the knife pointing it towards them.

"Wait WAIT WAIT! MC do not shoot! Put that gun away this instant!"

"Oh pleasee! I should have done this as soon as I escaped! Don't you even dare use snake whisper or Laugh with me! I'm...too tired already."

They all continued to shout and beg them to dispose of the gun, Ruggie and Jamil were choosing whether to use their unique magic so they'll avoid the death of their beloved but if they do wouldn't they hurt them further?

"I'm too tired already...I trusted every single one of you and loved you with all my heart. Did my all to avoid death and even offered my heart to all of you! I stayed cause I love you fully knowing I'll be abandoning everything my pet, family, friends, life, everything! Yet you repaid me by loving me in the most twisted and sick way. Removing my rights and treating me like I am nothing but a doll you can use for your comfort! I don't mind having sex, kissing, etc. but what you all did was too much already!" They said as tears poured down their eyes.

"If what you all did was done by ALL OF YOU but from a different dimension then tell me please. How? How do I know which is which? That you won't do the same thing THEY did? They were exactly how I knew them my friend group, the vice and dorm leaders, the teachers, everyone! How will I know that all of you would not stop being my good friends and lovers? That I could trust you?! Please tell me! I'm scared, tired, and I just...just want to die." They said their whole body trembled as they rub their tears using their hand that was firmly held on their gun.

Ruggie quickly made his move, deciding to use his Unique magic, and quickly made Mc move to let go of the gun and knife they were holding, while Malleus used a light sleeping spell to avoid more issues.

Luckily Cater moved quickly and called for the staff, earlier on when Mc pointed them their knife so the staff came right when Malleus casts a sleeping spell on them.

Yet they still felt...so much guilty, especially the final statement they said.

Will doing this help them believe that they did not do such horrible things to them?

Will this help them trust them once again?

Will...this help cure their trauma?

But...They won't know till they try so...

Great Seven, please give us some strength, and guide us so we could hopefully help our friend, lover, and student...

It really hurts knowing that another version of them did such things to them, and the fact that THEY could and might highly do this too...

Hopefully, no one would overblot AGAIN...

FIN(?)...

UPDATE! here is part 3!

#disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst mc #twst imagines #twst angst #twst headcanons #twst x reader #yandere twisted wonderland #traumatized mc #mentally fucked #different dimensions #twst cast is so confused #the therapist needs theraphy #polycule #poly relationship #twst first years #yandere #littlelostsoul

[honeybeewhereartthee]

THE FINAL DISTORTION

To you who own my heart

My sole reason in this world.

This is party that began with a distorted heart like mine.

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{ ... }

( ... )

{ I'm gonna go take em. If ya just gonna stand there.}

( Wait wait. Dont you think this kinda weird, now ?)

Pseudo quickly stops bee from trying to pick up the small bun. That they taken away freshly baked.

{ Weird? Ya questioning it's weird? Ya think fae and time travel crap is not weird? Isn't it, Full of crap?}

Bee rolled his eyes as he reach out his hand to only gasp by the small bun. Cute adorable bun.

(... I mean in a normal sense it is?! B-but--... Dam--...)

Bee quickly kick the rabbit off when he realize the guy gonna curse in front of a bun.

{ Don't curse in front of em! I will smack ya'r face to the wall! }

( YOU ALREADY KICKED ME!)

pseudo complain, hatefully as he stood up.

{ Don't ya scream. What if ya make em cry? Stupid rabbit, go hop and feed ya'r furry child somewhere. Shoo. Shoo.}

( Hey! That's so rude! You probably don't even know a thing or two about taking care of lil buns!)

{ i-i.. I'll learn. It's nothing that I can't try learning!}

Bee was caught in red light. It was the truth. He probably don't know shit.

*Giggle

The two of them stops as they heard the lil bun giggle from their interaction.

{ ... I-- I.. I think I was shoot!}

( ... O-oh no... Their too c-cute...)

Bee was the first one to manage to snap out of it when the little bun reach out for him.

"... ~~ 🎶"

"... Ya so cute... "

He pokes the bun cheeks who quickly grab his index finger and start to hug it. Giggling happily at him.

( ... Let me take a pic--)

{ No.}

Bee quickly run away from pseudo before a picture would taken, as he run away he went to the garden of the mansion he summoned. Pseudo who tried to follow is stopped by spiders who proceed to tickle him.

( W-WAIT-- AHAHAHAHAHA. STOP IT!!? AHAHAHAHA FUCK!!!)

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Holding the baby that he made sure to exist in the world, even how cruel he have become. Even how much it's wrong to force others to such project.

{× if you end that child... You don't have to go to this length. ×)

He heard a voice in his head speak.

{....?}

He look around the place as the bun start to yawn and sleep. Feeling comfort in his arms.

{× what if it's just beginning of your suffering? Your life is being controlled by someone else desire... If you wish to break free, end that child×}

From the corner of his eyes, he saw the mad hatter staring at him.

{ What? }

His eyes narrowed at him. He wanted to cover the ears of the bun, what if they hear what that nutcase said? But his sure no one would see or hear that person speaking nor see them.

{ No one is controlling anybody... }

Why would he go that far to only destroy his hard work?

Bee stared at his most important treasure in his arms, sleeping not minding what's up with the world.

{× that's what the order telling you. You still have more freedom than I do. ×}

{ ... Is this because of Omae and their cousin? That their cousin put a cupid magic or whatnot to me... Like a love potion.... }

He heard it before, he ' remembers ' something like that. He wonder about it, was it really the reason he will go this far?

"*Yawn....~~"

As he thought so deeply, the little bun wakes up from their small sleep and look at him with innocent and twinkling eyes, as if full of joy to see him.

"...~~ ♡"

They start to suck on the ember gem his Helter spider outfit have and stared at him as they drool over his necklace.

"Eheh...~~"

They give a toothless grin at him. As if they don't just did something to his outfit.

Bee stared at them before he kiss their forehead in content to see them alive. The bun giggle and hugs them with their little chubby hands before sucking on the ember on his necklace again.

{ I don't think a simple love potion would make me do such fit... Besides. If that's really the case then your wrong. }

He turn his back from the mad Hatter as he focus on the beautiful view around him.

"If given chances.... Even without such magic... I will fall in love with them... Over and over again, I will go far for them... If my existence only meant for them."

He don't understand many things, he only know the most precious life in his life is the person in his arms.

They sleep so soundly and peacefully. With no problem in the world, he wish he could kust let them sleep and don't make them view rhe conflict in the world.

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Days turns to months, months turns to years. Many have come to their place to demand justice to what they did, yet the two stared down at the people whos heart slowly turning into a noir as they enter their fortress.

{Pseudo... Are we doing a bad thing?}

Holding the sleeping bun, Bee turn to look at his comrade who's standing beside the puppet clone of vermillion suit of card.

( What. Why? Spadechi go throw a polyarm that asshole who's trying to climb the railing.)

The bunny question him but saw a hatefully fae that tries to climb on their fortress, the ace of spade nodded and quickly shoot spear at the direction.

Giving a thumbs up as the person floop to the ground and turning into a mooch of red, beautiful yet deadly man eating flowers starts to eat them as if it never been feed before.

( Omg there's more of them...)

Pseudo saw that the angry fae keep coming.

{ Use that spell then.}

Bee suggested. Pseudo give him a criminal offense side eyes at his word. he no longer repeated his question, maybe there's no point on asking such absorb thing, with what type of war they are in now. And what they did to go this far. Why would he question everything he did?

( You think I can do that, like I'm some pro)

The bunny cross his arms before he look at the bun in Bee arm who's sleeping again, so peacefully.

{ You have their core heart so it's possible.}

Bee pointed out.

(I... I don't want to over use their magic... What if... What if I accidentally break it?)

Gripping his chest, he felt the warmth of another heart, the moment before everything comes to an end before where his heart was destroyed.

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He remember bee waking him after putting a heart inside of them.

"Omae is gone... You wish for them to not exist."

The moment he wakes up, he was smacked across the face by an angry kohaku.

"What?! I don't! I will never wish that!"

Holding his cheeks he cannot believe, this person be this intense to slap someone awake.

" You indirectly did. That's why. You are to accompany me to make them exist in history, you have no right to say no."

He wasn't able to say more when he began to be dragged by him when he summoned the labyrinth of time before them.

" What... What the he--"

He don't understand how this guy able to do that even so he barely have knowledge about magic but the moment they enter the time labyrinth, they been roaming the walls for uncountable years, he don't even remember what time they began and what time it ended.

The travel to the time period they supposed to go took years. Those years he often get exchange places with his alternative self and learn about the world beyond what they know.

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Pseudo reach out to poke the bun who grab his hand happily before giggling.

"A--ahh... Ai.." the bun called for him. His eyes widen.

"...my flower..." He can't help but cry, somehow all this year's all worth it. Bee let him carry the bun who look at him who's tearing up.

"Nyoo..." Little bun reach out to wipe Pseudo tears away as the loud cry of people demanding their presence and to eliminate the foul creature they force to create.

"It's okey, those are happy tears..." He quickly comfort the little bun before they start to cry along with him.

(I don't know... But I'll do it. Once we're able to collect enough noir... We could should able too change what's been done right?)

He stared at his comrade and partner in crime. Bee nodded.

{ Well, there still stuff to do...}

Pseudo gives back the little bun to Bee before he signal the ace of spade puppet and others to go on position.

( Then I will do my part. Make sure they won't see the scene in bad angle ok? )

Bee nodded before he reach out for pseudo in one hand, the other held his hand. Two hearts of core fae appear before them. Glowing pure white and the other glow with intimidating aura of darkness.

Soon the madness Mansion slowly change it's form as the control is Slowly taken over by Pseudo who change it to another domain of dark towering castle of vermillion.

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All the fae who enter the fortress question why the place change but in the four towering doors that surrounded them, four figure stood up.

[ SING OUT OUR HIGH LOYALTY TO VERMILLION ]

A voice began to cast a spell, Pseudo who stood in one of the wall. The sun suddenly become hidden in the dark clouds. Glowing emerald eyes glare at them, the invaders who will try to take away his most precious person life.

[ aka to kuro no sekai ni hata wo kakage ]

From another side they saw another vermillion soldier who have purple hair grinning at them, showing shark sharp like teeth.

Dark mist slowly cover the area, making them all docile to the eyes of the predators, a dark chilling laughter of the phantom can be heard as those who suddenly cower all together regroup.

[ sobietatsu jouheki wa shikkoku no PRIDE ]

A angelic like voice that seems to pull them in false hope, making them all run toward the diamond tower but vines start to spread out and grow, slowly and surely crawling around them without them noticing it.

Others who try to look in the dark with spell only meet with an end of them screaming in pain as Vines grow thorns and intangle them, who show magic in hunger for flesh and powers.

[ shimesou ka ]

The leader of suit of cards soldier raise his hand up in midair, the symbols of four suit of card glow in the dark in the preceptive suits in four direction before it all reform into a glowing four colored gigantic spear from above.

[ mukae utsu suuto no SOLDIERS ]

Each one of them cast as they form the the stigma of their card as they said that,

Four spears all crashing down. Earning the screams that slowly becoming louder as the flower of vermillion grow in fasten speed with four suit of vermillion began their vanguard defense of the fortress.

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" Ahh.. ai? Bhebee!!"

The little bun wonder why bee covering their ears as the scream become louder and louder, the terror of the people who only wish to redeem and justice. Yet in the world, where there's no true villain without a reason or a real hero.

'There's only those strong who will stamp upon those who are weak to claim what they can't.' his purple eyes glared at those people. People that needed to be sacrifice, like how they all wish to do the same for this life.

"It's okey... Ai will come back soon." Kissing their forehead, he left to go deeper in the fortress. The puppet spiders all appear behind him.

"Assist them." He simple order before they all bowed and left to do as he ordered.

{× your one mad mad man...×}

The mad Hatter appeared beside him holding an apple, through he is only seen by him. The twisted version of him chuckle when he saw his domain have been turn into a place of his enemy. Such a sight to behold.

Truly those core fae have some ability unimaginable to others, to be able to recreate and even enhanced the ability of the other with their strong will and ability to an alternative world far from the original domain is from.

"I'm not mad. I'm just a hopeless bee in love." He mumble out loud as he stared at the bun in his arm who is sucking onto his ember bling bling again.

"Eheh. Bhebee!!" They called to him, so happily. Not realizing the chaos that began for them.

Hugging the warm and living proof that all his hardship is for something, he felt tears of what left of his humanity pour out as he ignore the cries and screams.

'No it's because of them, the world will never blame them. If anything, it's his fault to stick to their vows. He refuse to let go, he will never let go. The world can hate him, can loath and abandoned him.... It all doesn't matter if they are with him.'

"Yes omae? Do you want some food?" He sigh happily as wipe his tears away. There's no point in crying to a past tense.

"Ah!! Uhhpp!!!" The little bun reach up and he raise them up like they wanted, when they are in the same level as his face, they are quick to wipe their eyes and give soft kisses to his eyelid.

"♡(˃͈ દ ˂͈ ༶ ) *Chuu *chuu. Nyoo tear!!! Happy! Only happy!! Eheh!" They said as Bee felt their unconscious use of healing magic when his fatigue from using such high level magic to use a grand spell from another universe that is area base one back to back without relaxation.

"Omae..." He mumble in surprised but his determination to continue inflame. "It all be worth it... I love you, I can't wait to see you again in the new beginning for us." He raise them up in the midair and throwing up in the air and catching them, making them giggle happily for more UP, UP.

As the two of them have their fun, vermillion slowly become noir flowers as the last fae who dares enter parish. That day a great massacre have happened in the history of fae but as years goes by the part of history fades away to dust as if it never once occur and the forest between the two sides that appear from nowhere divide the zone of white and dark.

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(Hurry up, the flowers are blooming!)

The bunny called as the fortress turn to it's last form in this world, to a garden that will never allow any tresspassers unless they are qualified to enter or else they all be eaten by those flowers.

{ Geez, calm down. }

Bee holding the hand of the bun the walk to the middle of the flowers of noir. Pseudo who's now, not effected by the flowers yawn as he made the Bun seat on his lap before Bee can say anything.

" My flower, do you feel sleep? *Yawn... I feel so sleepy.... " Pseudo keeps yawning as he made blob appear and play with the bun.

"Blob blob!!" The bun hugs the bunny as bee seat in front of them in the field of noir flowers..

"Its a good harvest." Bee commented. Pseudo stared at him who stared back at him as if he don't just said something foul.

"You did nothing to get this harvest!!" He complained. He remembers that his so tired after using the vermillion spell. He always get his head cut off when he slack off a moment between the verse of the spell.

"Hey, this is still my domain!" Bee said in defense. " Besides I keep the domain up since we come here and you said I did nothing? What if I feed you to the flowers huh? " The two began to argue before the little bun stops them.

" Nyoo fightin." And get smacked across the face with their chubby hands.

"Woahh... I been slapped!" Pseudo who finally spoke after a moment cried out... In happiness? Before he hugs the precious fae. "My flower I won't fight this silly bug anymore!"

"... *Sigh, sorry omae..." Bee ignored the stupid nickname as he pat the little bun head. Before he look around the field of noir. "... It's almost time... " He can't help be sadden about it.

(... We could stay here if your sad about parting.)

{ No. We cant. We overstayed already.}

As they said that they thought of those years they been through to get this far. Tears slowly pour out to the noir, that glows aurora colored as the core tears falls upon them.

"Woahh, pwetty..." The little bun who saw the wishing flower reach out for one and start to make a flower crown as the two watch them. "Crown!! For ai, and for ma hanii, bee" through they never done an amazing job it's still a flower crown. Putting them to the top of the head of those important people in their life.

"Lmfao, your flower crown have less flowers than mine." Pseudo commented as he felt self boost when he notice the difference. Bee stared at him with dead eyes before his eyes brighten, as he happily smile at the bun direction. "Thank ya so much omae. It's pretty."

"Uwuauh hanii, bee and ai look so dashing! Ehehe! Maybe I'll make more flower crown..." They giggle in happiness while looking at their handy work.

The three spend such quality time in the beautiful field.

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"Does omae want to sleep?" Bee saw the bun is yawning every now and then and can't stay awake without falling asleep every 6 seconds.

"Nyoo. Cant sleep..." They refuse to sleep.

"Why not?"

"... I have a bad dream..." They look down as they fidget. It seems their powers to see the future have awaken in pretty young age. "You guys going to leave me... I'll be alone... Have no body... Huhuhu... I don't want to be alone... " They began to cry. " I'll be good little bun, please don't make me sleep... Don't leave me... !!! " The start to weep. They can't handle it. Being alone, it's such sad thing. They are use to see those people who will smile at them when they wake up. To held their hand to say their not alone in the world. That someone is their family.

"..." The two become silent as they don't realize that their plan can be seen through by this core fae, little bun.

"Ah!! Please don't cry! Don't cry!" Pseudo quickly wipe their tears away. "Don't worry... It be a small time... And when you wake up, I'll be there!!!" He remembers how he meet them, he sure will be there for them. Maybe it's fate, his destiny, that made him enter the forest.

"Hmm, and one day, if you fall in the sky when you feared to fly... I'll catch you." Bee smiled at them. "So in the end, we still be there for you when you wake up."

"...r-really...?" They look at the two in hope. " Ah... Then, the THREE of us still be together when I wake up then?" They smile as if implying something. The two suddenly realize they been caught in an acting of the cousin of the number one actor.

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"...." The two become silent as they guess what you meant. " How did you see in the future?" Bee sigh as the little bun acting too mature when they made sure to not show any conflict in your eyes.

" (っ˘ω˘ς )I know who you two really are to me." You smiled at them. " My two precious people who did something unbearable and unimaginable for someone like me. (︶︹︺)" you can't help but sigh hopelessly.

" Woah... MC..." Pseudo can't help tear up again and hugs you, that they finally brought you back from nothing.

" Ai ai... Do you know, I am not going to say anything, cause ya are lucky I'm a fae and won't give you judgemental eyes for hugging cute little bun like me. When you are an oldie bunny." Even through the two don't age at all, all those time and stayed the same age as they last been with mc in their original timeline.

"..." Pseudo pause at your words before he blush as he realize what your implying.

"well, fae kidnap babies, so what's the problem with that? " Bee commented as he smack Pseudo face and steals you away to hug. "Omae... You shouldn't look too much in the future ok? It's better for you to enjoy your time at the present." It's hateful if your going to cheat and make yourself disappear again when you see something absorb as your fuck up fate' he grumble in his mind.

"But it's going to be boring to sleep without dreams... Hanii, bee." You pout as you hold a wishing flowers, you thought of something. " Once you go back... It be a suffering... You guys really don't have to go that far for me—"

" No. We still will/ but we will!" The two said in a unison " you are worth all risk..." Bee added hugging you, he is careful to not crush you in his arm.

"...bee can make a choice of your own you know... " You suddenly speak to him, it was odd. Its like your talking to him like his different person from your hanii. "No, bee is hanii... " You seems to be able to understand what's in his mind. "Bee have a free will... Don't let love consume you. " You commented. " The life you have... You don't need to dedicated it all to me."

"...no. I'm hanii. I'm not bee. I'm your hanii ok? And I'll do the same thing over and over again." He don't understand why two people implying something to him.

"*Gasp. Hey you! Don't steal their attention all to yourself!" Pseudo who don't understand the topic quickly takes you away from bee.

"Sorry... I actually... Know there's two routes... I'll forget about it one day.. or maybe I don't..."

"What?"

"One is only me in it. It's sad. Because my precious people isn't there but they are somewhere happy and Alive, it's a good route because you two are alive in the beautiful world. The other show watching tragedies of losing you two. Losing everyone and the world turning into a distorted lonely place, over and over again... I'm afraid to look more... All I see are the same image... I don't want to have false hope... That's why "I" did that. Because I'm happy to see you alive, everyone I cared for. To redeem the sin of my existence... I don't mind giving what I have to accomplish it... I'm selfish...I'm sorry.. I'm sorry... I'm selfish person. That's why in the end I stayed and choice the first route.." telling them the reason of the ending, why they choice the route where they are the one who disappear.

"If you choice the first route, do you know the consequences of your action?" Bee sighs hopelessly. "No? I can't view anymore once I'm gone but I saw you guys Alive. So I thought it's a good route."

"...that's a dumb idea then! Look as now! In the end, people you left behind will never be happy without you!". Pseudo nags you, not believing you were that crazy.

" Ehhh.. but I made sure it's bullet proof. That's why I made everyone forget--" you pause in your words when you felt the two stared at you in disbelief. "...I mean ahaha... I don't do anything of sort. 🎶 (´ε｀ ) " you tried to whistle your way out.

"... You little--" but it was too late, those two hear it and before you know it--

"AHAHAH.. stopppp..NO TICKLINGGGG!!(ಥ╭╮ಥ)" you laugh out loud as you been tickle by them.

"Omae, your so evil." Bee commented as he continue to tickle you, you squirm as your side hurts already from laughing too much.

"MC this what you do for long years of friendship?" Pseudo shed crocodile tears.

It should been something they will be mad, but it been so long since it happened. What important for them is that they have you alive and well again. Theres no point being angry about the past when they are the one who cannot let go.

"N-no more... AHAHAHAHA. S-STOPPPPPP AHAHAAH" You keep laughing as tears fall on your eyes and particular rolling in the field of flowers.

"No." They both said and your laughters could be heard around thr forest.

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"I'll sleep... I'll forget meeting you all. Like how you will forget this ever happened." You mumble as the three of you lay in the field of flowers. Holding their hands as the three of you stared at the sky.

"Why? Won't it be better at least remember you have someone who taken care of you? You always said your abandoned like dramatic little lad when we meet." Pseudo commented.

"... Ai really have to say my dark past out loud huh." You cannot help but gasp when your best friend have tells you off with a heartbeat.

" It's okey, my family accept as ya are my own anyway." Bee thought about it as he chuckle.

"... You Bastard, your so smooth!!" The other want to punch him for that smooth words just now.

"Hmm... *Yawn." You felt drowsy. "I'll make sure you guys won't be hated... That's why exchange for not remembering the time we have here... Everyone will not remember you two, the two people who declared a war against all fae-- to the world, to just see me be born... " You felt their hand grip on your tighten. "I.. I don't want you two to be hated." You mumble as the flowers glows around you, petals slowly travel with the breeze around the world. Memories slowly being alter, those life that was lost find their self in their new one.

"... Just how OP is core fae." Bee who notice you did some high level magic without sweat, can't help but felt trouble about something. 'how to keep your 'wife' if they are too powerful to be keep in a cell.'

"I don't know, does it look like I'm a born one?" Pseudo rolled his eyes at the question. "What now?" He felt the times is up coming up close. Soon he will return to his right time and forget this happened.

"I dunno, does it look like it happened to me before?" Bee use the same sarcastic tone as the other did, the bunny glared at him hatefully.

"Like a good show, one should have the best outro." You mumble, feeling sleepy even more.

" Oh? Then I'll go first then." His emerald eyes sparkle. Holding your left hand up to kiss the back of your palm as he seat up. " My flower, I will accompany you to the end... And do the same fit over and over again for you, because I love you. No less than this guy would... So even I'm just a mare light fae. Don't underestimate my love for you and even if you sick of me. I'll stay with you! Fuck this guy denial and complain, I'll be with you! There are countries in human world that allows those anyway." He chuckle as he give a middle finger at bee direction who only sigh with dead eyes. Not amuse by the joke.

" I promise to wake you up when times come and be your friend again. Or more. Ehehe." With a Last hug, Pseudo turn jnto beautiful flowers, as the breeze slowly return him to his time period. To do his last part.

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"Ahaha. Aira wakes up and start to tell me about the future I made (prequel 22)." You chuckle as bee made you lay on his lap. "Hmm.." you thought of something, before you bloop bee nose. You saw you spell work but he don't seems to notice anything.

"What?" He tilt his head but then heard his voice that seem different, high pitch like a kid.

"..." He stared at his hand and saw it shrunk. "Just how..." He really need to think how to predict your moves, he need to keep you lock up after all, especially what you did before.

"Now hanii, bee is little bun like me...!" You giggle. "Your so cute." You pointed out as you pinch his chubby cheeks. He cannot believe this. Just how are you able to do that but don't stop your own destiny?

" I dunno. Cause I don't plan to stop it. Besides without reason I felt I have no purpose. So even I can, I let myself chain in my fate." You answered him.

"I'm 5 steps ahead of you, hanii." You told him. " But if you want me to be in fair game with you, I won't gaze at the future anymore. So you won't cry out and complain about it." You chuckle and he proceeded to smooch your cheeks together.

" Nyooo swtappp!!' you complained as your cheeks get abuse again.

"Why are you so complicated?"

"Nothing good in being easy-- nyoooo!!" You were about to sass him out when he pinch your cheeks again.

"Leave my cheeks alone!!" You seat up and went on top of him to pinch his cheeks. No one get away from pinching your cheeks. "Cuteeee ehehe. So chubby cheeks!" You commented as he let you pinch his cheeks.

"I thought your sleepy? Where you acting again?"

" No, I get excited and can't sleep yet. Sing me to sleep. And I'll go sleep." You lay on top of him.

" Your one demanding person."

"Sing me to sleep, hanii or I'll ruined your plan." You give him an evil look. "geez. Your lucky I love you." He kiss your forehead before he start to sing a song for you.

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"Bee..." You called out to him. "Hmm?" He hummed. "Hanii want to just use you. But I decided other wise. That other you keep you consciousness. So if everything turns good. You won't just disappear..." You mumble feeling more drowsy as you hug him. "Bee is cute... Hanii is cute too. I love both of you even so others treat other as fake." You keep mumbling nonsense that he don't understand.

He just chuckle and play with your hair. Wondering what are you mumbling about.

"Blobbb." You reach out for your bunny who reluctantly went toward you. Holding the bunny you thought of it. "I'll let you stay with him. ♡(˃͈ દ ˂͈ ༶ ) *Chuu *chuu. I will meet you again soon." Showering blob kisses before he disappear from your arms to someone else arm

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Certain nameless angel stared at the bunny who is teleported to him and the bunny stared back at him with the same confuse face as certain light fae would have. Blob doesn't understand why there's another rival for his father (ai) with the same face at all.

"...why am I taking care of this stupid bunny..."

No name commented but takes out candy to feed the bunny who eat it from his hand, with his hand. Now the candivirous bunny is bitting his hand.

"... GET OFF!!." as he shake his hands from annoyance, the bunny let go and it's thrown to a small au that pop out from nowhere.

"Oh shoot. The bunny went elsewhere..." He went to au gem and saw many pink chibi walking around.

"What, what is this au." He never seen this au before but before he can look closely he was pulled away by the land lord of his and given to certain Mikejima. "Your in another duty, go away now."

"What are you hidding you sussy bitch..." He want answer but Mikejima already taken him to fix another mess.

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"Hmm... Good night, bee..." You slowly succumb to your sleep, yet you felt one last kiss from him before everything turn to black, his warmth that hugs you stayed with you till you forget and times flows by, history continues on its tale.

A cry wake you up, a stranger with emerald eyes wish to free you from captivity of roses, calling you the name "MC" and so the story began once more.

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Distorted Party adjourn!

Till then we shall meet again hundred to thousand times, till the very end. We will be together again.

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#distorted party #ensemble stars #ensemble stars x reader #enstar x reader #enstar

[tickling-giggles]

Tickletober Day 7: Machine

Lee: Mitsuba

Ler: Teru

Implied ship: Mistuba x Kou

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“Come in!” Kou shouted at the knocks on his door. “Hello little brother may I please borrow your boyfriend” Teru smirked emphasizing ‘boyfriend’.

“Why can’t you just use his name we’re not even dating” kou blushed as he covered his face.

“Can I borrow him yes or no” he asked his brother again. “I dunno ask him you I can’t tell you his emotions”Kou shrugged his shoulders as he unpaused his game.

“No no it’s fine I’ll go” Mitsuba went so there was no type of argument, plus it would be quick right?“Gooooooood” he followed him out of Kou’s room to another room with just a chair.

“Do I sit there?” Mitsu pointed at the chair before he sat down, as seconds went by the chair trapped him in the chair, “U-uh T-Teru? What’s going on?”

“Oh nothing it won’t hurt you I promise” Teru promised. “But why am I locked up in this machine though? Mitsuba asked still confused.

“Oh nothing I’m just trying to multitask” Teru scoffed. “What d-do you mean by that” mitsuba kept getting more nervous by the minute.

“I’m going to ask you some questions itll tell me whether or not you’re lying that’s if it even work” Teru stated “B-but why would I lie?” Mitsu nervously asked.

“I don’t know you seem like a honest kid anyways” Teru shrugged his shoulders.

“Okay what color is your hair”

“..pink?”

“Okay we’ll can you lie on purpose so I can see if it works” Teru sighed. “I-i no I’m nervous” Mitsuba admitted.

“It’s not supposed to hurt— do you have a crush on my brother” Teru reminded him as he asked home a different question. “W-what of course i don’t” Mitsuba giggled.

Then his machine buzzed as a red light on his remote flashed. “Oh Mitsuba lying?”

“No I’m not AHAhahahaha whahahat thehe hell what ihihis it dohohoing”Mitsuba started laughing as he felt cooled hands tickling his sides.

“Tickling you duh”

“Ihi knohohow that buhuht whyehehe”

“Because you lied, so mister what ARE you to my brother” Teru stated before asking another question.

“We’rehehehe just clohohose friehehnds AHA AHhaAhahaHaAh”

“More lies?! I can NOT believe you right now Mitsuba” Teru gasped covering his mouth.

“BUuhuhUt i’m nAHAahAHahat YAHAHAHA”

“Not according to your laughter” Teru raised his eyebrows.

“WEHEHEHE AREHEHE NAHAAHAHAT DAHAHAHATING”

“So my last question—“ Teru was about to ask before his laugh increased.

“YOHOHOOHU DIHIHIDNT EHEHEVEN ASK MEHEHEHEHE A WUHUHIESTION THAT TIHIHIME”

“Jehehez soho ahem so who do YOU have a crush on then” Teru couldn’t help but giggle a bit.

“NAHAHAHA NOHOHOBOHOHDY”

“EEEEEAHAHAHAHA FIHIHINE MEHEHEHE AAHHANAD YOHOHOUR BROHOOTHER ARE BOHOYFRIENDS AHAHAHA”

“I FREAKING KNEW IT” Teru snapped his fingers finally knowing that he was right.

“STAHAHAHAHAP I TOHOHOLD THEHEHE TRUTHAHA”

“Okay okayy I don’t want to kill you” he rolled his eyes as he released him.

“Yohohou *hic* yohou are ehevil”

“Whaaaaaateverrr”Teru stuck his tounge out

#kiara writes #tickle fic #tickletober #tickledrabble #tbhk tickle #lee!mitsuba #tbhk tickle drabble #tbhk tickle fic #ler!teru #tickletober fic #tickletober drabble #tickletober2022

[13phantom13angel13]

Cheeky

A/N: Here is the finished product of the other prompt for Dick and Tim. I apologize that it was late! My dumb self didn’t read the prompt correctly 😭 my apologies and I hope you enjoy!

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Everyone in the manor knew Dick was a ray of pure sunshine. He always did whatever it took to make people smile. Whether it was telling silly jokes, messing around with people, or just playing harmless pranks in general. He just wanted to make people smile. But, sometimes, it backfired spectacularly.

Tuesday of last week was one of those days. He was being a sassy little shit. Making sarcastic and witty quips to almost everything Tim had to say. After each remark, he would grin at Tim. Tim just stared at him blankly, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing his words were getting to him. Tim was on the verge of bursting. Dick was really on a roll today.

Tim decided to fight fire with fire.

“Alright Smartass.”

“You think my ass is smart? Wait until you see what my brain can do!” Dick exclaimed with a big smile. Tim fought to keep the smile off his lips.

“Richard. I swear.”

“Oooh. He used my actual name!”

“Yeah yeah,” Tim stated, rolling his eyes.

“Hey Tim. How do you get Dick out of Richard?”

He knew that was a trick question the moment he saw the smirk form on Dick’s lips. Dick didn’t even skip a beat with his answer.

“You ask nicely.”

That did it. Tim busted out laughing.

“Ohohoho my gohohohod!”

“Did you like that one, Timmers?” Dick asked, poking the smaller one in the side. Tim laughed harder and swatted his hand away.

“Dohohohon’t!”

“Oooh! What’s this?” Dick wiggled his fingers into Tim’s side. Tim giggled harder, swatting at his hand again as he squirmed.

“Cuhuhut it out yohohou menace!”

“Cut it out!? Cut what out!? Your intestines!? I’m not apart of the black market, Timmy! That’s illegal!”

Dick kept tickling Tim’s sides until he fell to his knees on the floor, curling in on himself as his arms wrapped around his middle in an attempt to protect his sensitive flesh. He felt his cheeks heat up as he continued in his hysterics.

Dick’s fingers tickled up his ribs as he continued talking.

“Man, I could probably sell these ribs though. Make a nice barbecue meat,” He stated as his fingers traveled to his highest ribs. Tim’s laughter went up an octave as he squealed, squirming more. He clamped his arms down as hard as he could against his sides.

“AHAHAHAHAHA!!! Dohohon’t go any hihihihigher!”

Dick’s smile became wicked.

“Aw…but this is the best part. I can market you as a screaming banshee!”

At that moment, Dick’s tickling fingers shoved themselves under Tim’s arms. Little known fact about Tim; his armpits are his second worst spot. He howled with hysterical laughter, bending forward as tears filled his eyes. He couldn’t protect himself against Dick and that fact made everything tickle more.

Dick laughed as well.

“Dude. I’m either really funny or you’re really ticklish. You’re laughing really hard!”

“YOHOHOHOU KNOW WHY!!! IHIHIHIHIT TIHIHIHIHICKLES SOHOHOHO BAHAHAHAHAD!!! STAHAHAHAHAP!”

Dick pondered for a moment and then clicked his tongue.

“Alright. I’ll stop. I think you’ve had enough torture for the moment.”

He relinquished his hold on his younger brother. Tim sat there for a few minutes catching his breath, stray giggles slipping out every so often as he calmed down. He coughed a bit.

“Jesus you’re ruthless…”

“I’m not Jesus, Tim! I’m Dick!”

“You’re a dickhead, that’s for sure…” He mumbled under his breath. Dick’s head whirled around so fast, Tim thought he would have whiplash.

“What did you just say!?”

Tim sprang up and ran away from him.

“I said nothing!”

Dick chased after him.

“Oh you got jokes now!? Get back here!”

When Dick finally caught him, Tim was breathless with laughter for the next thirty minutes. He should’ve kept his mouth shut.

#ticklish tim drake #dick grayson #batfamfic #batboys tickle fic

[ticklish-n-stuff]

It was an accident!

So a 'lil while back I read the event stories for VBS in the EN server and finally stumbled upon VBS Kaito and omg...he's like the complete opposite of WxS Kaito. He's so...childish, that's like the only word I can think to describe him with. Anyways, he seems to get into trouble...a lot...and I can imagine his punishment would be tickles 'cause why noooot~?

Also, this is my first time writing Meiko so pls go easy on me, thaaanks :3

Enjoy~!

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Kaito x Meiko VBS sekai (romantic, but interpret as you wish :))

Lee: Kaito

Ler: Meiko

Warnings: Tickles!

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It was a peaceful day over at the street sekai. It was currently empty with just Meiko in the café, Miku and the twins were probably causing chaos somewhere else...but that wasn't her problem. She decided to take advantage of the peacefulness and try to make some new recipes for her menu. She went to the back to gather up whatever things she needed, leaving the café unnatended.

During so, a certain blue individual arrived at the café. "Hey Meiko-! Oh...she's not here" Kaito quickly glanced around and noticed that he was the only one there at the moment. "Guess I'll wait for her to come back". He took a seat by the counter and out of boredom started fidgeting with a nearby cup he found. It wasn't too long until the cup fell out of his hands and...

CRASH!

Anyone would've easily noticed the way Kaito's face changed color as the cup crashed into the floor. He quickly went to pick it up and was mortified when he discovered a big crack at the bottom of the cup.

"What was that noise?".

Oh crap! She's coming. Kaito quickly hid the cup behind him as Meiko made her way out.

"Oh Kaito you're here. I thought I heard something fall, have you seen anything?".

Kaito quickly shook his head, but knowing him well Meiko wasn't convinced.

"Is that so...what's that behind your back?".

"What's what?" Kaito smiled nervously at her. She rolled her eyes fondly at him and yanked the cup from his hands. Before she could even say anything, Kaito was already on his hands and knees apologizing profusely.

"It was an accident, I swear! I didn't mean to break it! I'm sorry!".

Meiko could only chuckle at her boyfriend's sillyness. Feeling a bit mischevious, Meiko decided to have some fun messing with her clueless partner.

"I'm sorry Kaito, but I still have to condone your punishment" she said as a teasy smirk made it's way onto her lips, wiggling her fingers at her partner. Kaito's face instantly turned pink as he tried to scatter out of there, but Meiko easily pinned him down on the floor, taking a seat on his waist to keep him pinned.

"W-wahait! We can tahalk about this!" silly Kaito couldn't help the nervous giggles that bubbled out of him. He was too ticklish for his own good, and Meiko knew exactly how to exploit that weakness.

"I've already made up my mind. Now...laugh for me~" she said as she started gently squeezing at his hips.

"GAH-! Ahahahahaha! M-Meiko plehehease!" he held onto her wrists gently but didn't do much to stop her. She was well aware of his liking of tickling, so why not use that against him?

"Please what? Please tickle you more~?" she teased as he skittered her nails across his tummy, eliciting a squeal from the ticklish male.

"EEP! Thahat's nahat what I meheheant!" Kaito squirmed around with what little mobility he had, her nails were always killer for him.

"No? Well I don't hear you complaining either way~" Meiko teased as she softly dug her nails into his ribs.

"Shuhut uHUHUp! AHAHAHAHA!" poor Kaito threw his head back in laughter, while attempting to cover his red face behind his hands. Meiko chuckled in endearment and halted her fingers for a moment. Kaito took the opportunity to catch his breath. He wondered why she had stopped and peaked an eye from behind his hands, only to be met with wiggly nails under his arms.

"GYAH! MEIKO NOHOHO! HAHAHAHAHA!" he squealed and cackled as Meiko tormented his worst spot. All while his arms came crashing down in an instant, revealing all the flustered glory that was his bashful face. Meiko loved seeing him like this. His face was fully flushed from his ears all the way down his neck, his eyes looked a bit watery, and his smile was so big and his laughter was so fun and bubbly. She had to admit, tickling her boyfriend was very fun, and he liked it as well so it was a win win situation!

"What's wrong? Can't handle the kitchy kitchy coos~? she teased as Kaito squealed once more, getting lost in his boisterous laughter.

"DOHOHON'T SAY THAHAHAT!".

"Don't say what? Kitchy kitchy coo? Does it fluster you when I say that~?".

"OH MY GOHOHOD SHUT UHUHUP!" he screamed in laughter at all the teasing and tickling, even his tummy was starting to feel a bit sore from all the laughing. And as flustered as he felt, he had to admit, it was a lot of fun!

Meiko chuckled at his outburst and decided to cut him some slack. She slipped her hands out from under his arms but remained comfortably seated on his hips. "You doing okay down there?".

"Y-yeheheah...!" he giggled out as he caught his breath, slumpimg down deeper into the floor.

"Good!" she playfully patted his tummy, which caused him to giggle more. "My my you're just so ticklish~" she teased as she playfully stroked her nail around his navel, which became exposed with all his squirming.

"EEK! D-DOHON'T REMIND MEHEHE!" he squeaked and gently batted at her hand. She chuckled and stopped with the teasing.

Kaito took some deep breaths before speaking up again. "I-Ihi'm really sohohorry about the cuhup!" he tried his best to apologize through his residual giggles.

"Oh that? Yeah...that cup was already broken. I mainly just use it as a planter now".

"W-WHAT?! Then why did you put me through all that?!".

"Because it's fun! Plus, it's not like you hate it or anything~" Meiko teased as she gave his navel a quick poke, causing him to squeak. He blushed and huffed at her statement, sure she wasn't wrong, but she didn't have to be so straightforward about it!

"So...wanna go for round two~? The others won't be back for a while longer".

Kaito sighed and gave in to his girlfriend's playfulness. He slowly put his arms above his head 'cause let's be real, he was looking forward to it. "F-fihine just be cahaHAREFUL! AHAHAHAHAHA!".

Kaito got lost once again in his uncontrollable laughter as Meiko gently scratched away at his armpits. Looks like this was gonna be a long day for him.

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This was so fun to write!

If anyone wanna send in some VBS reqs... just saying...👀

#project sekai #colorful stage #tickle #colorful stage tickle #project sekai tickle #fic #tickle fic #colorful stage tickle fic #project sekai tickle fic #kaito vocaloid #meiko vocaloid #lee!kaito #ler!meiko

[tea-and-conspiracy]

Prompt 17: Novel

Placed under a cut for tasteful NSFW book quotes, ahaha

Juleaux cackled as he took the stairs two-by two, holding the little book aloft as though he’d just carved a trophy from a fallen wyrm.

“Edelique gasped softly as she felt the heat of his throbbing loins. ‘Oh, Ondelais!’ she gasped. Ahahahaha! Throbbing loins? Really???”

“Juuuuuuuuuuuuules!!!” Eliane shrieked. It was impossible to keep up with him when he had the benefit of slacks and she was yet restrained by so many skirts. She charged after nonetheless, layers bunched in a death-grip in her pale little hands.

But her twin continued, “The world went cotton-candy colored, aglitter with rainbows as they continued their clothed coitus to victory. Edelique began to fear for the state of his mattress, for all her moist arousal. Her nethers had become as the jungles of La Noscea. What? What??? That’s atrocious, ahahahahaha!”

“Motheeeeerrrr!” Eliane called.

Now her brother jumped down the remaining stairs and began to race across the foyer.

“Oh graces, who should I show this to? The knights?? Your girlfriends? Who’s the boy you’re currently sweet on, is it Damien?”

“Fury help me I will kill you, Jules!” Just a little closer and she could grab him in a gravity bubble, maybe. Eliane hadn’t quite yet mastered the art, but by Halone was she ever determined to stop him now.

But the door opened just as Jules got to it.

And Father stepped through.

And Juleaux, still so far from his growth spurt, collided straight into his legs.

Eliane froze on the bottom stair. They both stared up at him, mortified, as he reached down to pluck the book from Juleaux’s hand.

The shadow of every emotion known to Man passed over Emmereaux Dufresne’s face in those painfully long seconds. He finally closed the book, handed it back to Jules, and decisively closed the door behind him.

“Throw that in the fire,” he said. “And don’t breathe a word of this to your Mother.”

The twins nodded and rushed off to obey.

#ffxivwrite2022 #eliane dufresne #juleaux dufresne #emmereaux dufresne #house dufresne #eliane requingris #she learned nothing from this of course #and continues to read trash to this day

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #14

I finally did it. I decided to try to make Korean-style garlic bread!

…Well, sorta, anyway. I am not so much a fan of sugar (blasphemous, I know!), so I made a few substitutions. But the spirit of the item is the same! Here's how it turned out:

I said I would make some garlic bread for ya, and I meant it, so there you go! The fact that I cannot share it with you still hasn't changed (because obviously), so instead I am sharing it with the people in my immediate vicinity. I'll tell you how I did it, though; maybe something good will happen as a result.

You start with 6 medium-ish rolls. You cut 'em into sections and stick 'em in a baking dish lined with parchment paper. You put the parchment paper on so that stuff doesn't stick. Check it out:

You're supposed to fill the spaces with a garlic butter paste. It's supposed to be made of butter, sweetened condensed milk, heavy cream, a few tablespoons of minced garlic, some minced parsley, an egg, and a pinch of salt. So... there's where I made some substitutions. Sweetened condensed milk didn't seem like it would be pleasant for my body's sensory hardware in this specific context, so I used that mascarpone cheese I mentioned in my last letter instead. And then, instead of using only a few tablespoons of minced garlic, I went ahead and used an entire head of minced garlic (because I'm no coward, haha!). Here's what the gathered ingredients look like:

I do not want garlic bread. I want GARLIC!!!!!!! bread. I want Vlad Dracula himself to be absolutely TERRIFIED of being anywhere near where I am breathing!! Bahahahaha! ...Oh wait. Do you know who that guy is? I don't know if you got vampire lore over there. Uh. Well, Dracula is a famous character who is a vampire. Vampires are supposedly deathly allergic to garlic for some reason. Anyway! So you mix together all those things and it's supposed to look like this:

Then you use it to fill in the cut spaces of the rolls, like so:

The next step is to make the cream cheese filling. The recipe calls for cream cheese and sugar, but I swapped out the sugar for some parmesan cheese and garlic powder! Then you divide it into 6 equal sections, and stick it into the middle of the cut rolls. Like this:

After that, you add embellishments! I put on shredded mozzarella cheese, and then sprinkled more parmesan cheese and garlic powder on top of it! Here's the result; I zoomed in a bit so you can see the details:

From here, you just pop it in the oven at 350 degrees Fahrenheit for a while until the cheese gets all melty and golden brown! This is the result:

You might guess that my kitchen smells utterly amazing right now, and you would be absolutely correct! You would also be correct if you were to assume that it tastes as wonderful as it smells! Though I suspect that a human with more normal levels of garlic tolerance (i.e. NOT me! hahaha!) should probably use significantly less garlic than I did!! Ahahahahaha! ...And yes, I can confirm that after eating just one of these, a vampire would be in VERY big trouble if I so much as breathed in its general vicinity, hahahaha! If it were possible to invite Mr. Dracula to my house for tea and cookies (it's not, because he's just a fairytale), I would probably have to wait for several days after making this first so that he doesn't get a violently allergic reaction! Still just trying to keep busy. Trying to keep the beast that I spoke on before at bay. I've actually got a song for you that is relevant to this. Here:

-------------- Run, run, don't trail behind, keep moving; the beast won't stop 'til we're dead. All the scrapes on our knees will tell you where we've been, where we have bled. Oh we play... ..in autumn days... Won't lay down our heads 'til the day is won. Won't stop running 'til we reach the sun. Chasing all the things that are keeping us young. We won't stop running 'til we reach the sun. Oh, we're building a home with the mud and the stones and the branches we bind. We're all just searching for something bigger than we're all able to find. Oh we play... ..in autumn days... Won't lay down our heads 'til the day is won. Won't stop running 'til we reach the sun. Chasing all the things that are keeping us young. We won't stop running 'til we reach the sun.

We are all creatures of the sunlight. We're all children of the day. We're just chasing what we can't ever get, ever have... Won't lay down our heads until the day is won. Won't stop running 'til we reach the sun. Chasing all the things that are keeping us young. We won't stop running 'til we reach the sun.

All the scrapes on our knees will tell you where we've been, where we have bled... -------------- Remember that you, too, are a child of the sunlight. Please know that you can build for yourself a safe and loving home. Please keep your face turned towards the light, keep running for the sun. And when you fall and scrape your knees while going towards all the places you'll be, I hope you'll tell us about it so that we can respond to your bleeding with comfort and bandages. You are loved. Please stay safe, if for no reason other than there is garlic bread and people who would make it for you. Your friend, Lumine

#sephiroth #ThankYouFFVIIDevs #ThankYouFF7Devs #ThankYouSephiroth #final fantasy vii #final fantasy 7 #ff7 #ffvii #final fantasy vii crisis core #final fantasy 7 crisis core #final fantasy crisis core #ffvii crisis core #ff7 crisis core #crisis core #ff7r #final fantasy vii remake #final fantasy 7 remake #ffvii remake #ff7 remake #final fantasy vii rebirth #final fantasy 7 rebirth #ffvii rebirth #ff7 rebirth #final fantasy 7 ever crisis #ffvii ever crisis #ff7 ever crisis #ffvii first soldier #garlic bread #garlic is love #wholesome

[glossytommo]

but also supernatural is testament to the importance of fans and fan-made content. shitty ending? fanfic will fix it. relationship hinted at constantly doesn’t go canon? fan art will show you EXACTLY how the fuck that relationship would have looked like. fans are what kept supernatural going and fans are what’s gonna save it.

#supernatural #supernatural final season #supernatural final episode #fans are what kept it alive #fans are gonna save it #fuck that ending #it’s not our ending #we make our own #OH MY GOD WAIT ARE WE ALL COLLECTIVELY SAM AND DEAN #AHAHAHAHAHA LOWKEY BRILLIANT #THATS NOT WHAT THEY WENT FOR (and if they pretend they were they’re LIARS) #BUT ITS BRILLIANT

[mizunetzu]

iwaizumi finding out hes gay and having an extreme gay panic when they get their new manager in aoba johsai and the team teases him to hell and back for it (iwaizumi x male manager!)

Nice to see you again, boke saiikai~~ also look at iwa freak out in this gif AHAHAHA

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Iwaizumi x reader - Iwa-chan, Panic!

⚠️warnings - none

Pronouns - male, he/him

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Iwaizumi lazily scratched the itch on his stomach, not caring that his shirt was slightly lifted up and people could see his stomach if they looked. Eh, it’s not like people were around anyways.

He was already running late to practice, so he might as well reserve his energy and take a detour to the gym. It’s not like anything important was happening anyways.

“Yo.” Iwaizumi yawned, pushing the door to the gymnasium open. He slipped through, only now realizing that no one answered his greeting. He also noticed everyone was gathered into a loose semi-circle, apparently looking at something Iwaizumi couldn’t quite make out.

“What's...goin’ on guys?” Iwaizumi neared the huddle of Seijoh volleyball players. Matsukawa turned around, seemingly the only one who heard Iwaizumi in the first place. Mattsun nudged his head towards the middle of the circle, the clearing, where someone was standing.

“New manager.”

Iwaizumi’s ears perked up. Oikawa was complaining about ‘having at least one manager before he graduates’ but also ‘one that’s not one of my fangirls, because they wouldn’t take good care of the team.’ As insensitive as it sounded, having a manager drool and follow Oikawa for the majority of practice instead of doing their job does sound pretty frustrating. Iwaizumi scratched his head.

“Don’t tell me Shittykawa finally found a girl who doesn’t fawn over him.”

Matsukawa shook his head.

“Not girl.” He pointed to the boy standing there awkwardly, moving out of the way slightly so Iwaizumi could see. “It’s a boy.”

Iwaizumi’s eyes trailed from his feet, up to his firm-looking torso, and trailing around his nice-looking arms and hands. He couldn’t help himself from checking this dude out. Maybe he was just curious as to why this boy joined as a manager and not a player-

Iwaizumi’s eyes finally met the boy's glass-like (e/c) ones. He realized now that as he stared at this boy's mesmerizing eyes, his own (e/c) eyes began to stare back at him. Stare with his eyes growing wide, a cute doe-like expression on his face. But all he could see was his breathtaking, iridescent eyes.

“Uh, earth-to-(L/n)-chan?” Oikawa, who was standing next to ‘(L/n)’, waved his hand in front of his deer-in-the-headlights-face. He visibly jumped, blinking a bit, and turned his head quickly, pretending he was staring at Oikawa the whole time.

However, it wasn’t the same for Iwaizumi. He continued to stare with his mouth parted slightly, absolutely mesmerized by this guy’s handsome face. It seemed so...holdable. Like he wanted to walk up to him and hold his face in his callused hands and just...stand there. Forever. Squishing his cute face in his hands.

Cute? Cute? No. No. No. Not cute. Iwaizumi Hajime was not finding a man cute. No, not in a million years.

So why was his heart pounding in his ears so much?

His heart wouldn’t calm down. His everything wouldn’t calm down. He couldn’t tear his eyes off the new manager boy in front of him, immersing himself in conversation with a blush to shake off the fact he was totally staring back. He couldn’t help but feel confused. For once, he felt jealous of Oikawa. Not because he wanted to be popular or stalked by fangirls or anything, but because this boy’s full attention would be on him, and not Shitty-Crappy-Stupidkawa.

Matsukawa snapped his fingers in front of Iwaizumi’s face, smirking when he threw his head back in surprise with the reddest face he’s ever seen him with. Iwaizumi blinked, blankly, trying to process what just happened, before somehow exploding into a deeper shade of red.

“Are you sick or something?” Matsukawa placed the back of his hand on Iwaizumi’s forehead jokingly. “Oh. Nevermind.”

“Wh...I-I...huh..?”

“You’re just gay.” Matsukawa wiped his hand on his practice shirt. “Super gay. Super highschool level gay. You were totally checking out Manager-kun there.”

Iwaizumi grabbed Matsukawa by the collar, shaking him around in hopes of shaking the truth out of him.

“I-I’m not!”

“First symptom: denial.”

“Shut up-!”

“E-excuse me…?” Iwaizumi stopped dead in his tracks. Matsukawa was one second away from bursting out into cackles at Iwaizumi’s impossibly pale face. They both slowly craned their necks towards the foreign voice. Iwaizumi suddenly forgot how to breathe.

He, ‘Manager-kun’, seemed more utterly breathtaking up close. He was standing right infront of Iwaizumi, looking directly at him with his attractive (e/c) eyes. He didn’t even realize when Matsukawa wormed out of his grasp.

“(L/n)-san, good afternoon.” Matsukawa bowed slightly. “My name’s Matsukawa Issei, by the way. Thank you again for being our manager. We look forward to working with you.”

“Ah...thank you.”

When Matsukawa looked back at Iwaizumi, expecting him to introduce himself, he caught Iwaizumi staring at him with goo-goo eyes and an equally confused, frozen-stiff expression from Manager-kun himself. They stared at each other, one from awkward silence and the other from pure, unadulterated gayness. Matsukawa rolled his eyes.

“Dude!” Matsukawa jabbed Iwaizumi in the side, making him snap out of his trance with a grunt. “Don’t be rude, introduce yourself to Manager-kun!”

Iwaizumi broke into a cold sweat. He turned back to ‘Manager-kun’, attempting to look as cool as possible.

“Y-yo...the name’s Iwaizumi HaJIMe-” Iwaizumi’s voice did not want to be on his side today. The betrayers that were his vocal cords cracked mid sentence, making Iwaizumi cough horrendously in hopes of covering it up. Mattsun looked like he was going to die holding in his laughter.

“Nice to meet you, Iwaizumi-kun,” Manager-kun grasped his hand in his own, and held it for a moment. “My name’s (L/n) (Y/n).”

He, (Y/n), flashed a small, friendly smile, and Iwaizumi was taken. With the way (Y/n) held his hand so tenderly, he could probably faint. He’d rather die than let go. It was so warm, his hands were so warm. God, he felt so soft inside.

“...Y’know, if you aren't feeling well, I can take you to the nurse’s office-”

“No-! It’s-it’s fine! I’m fine!” Iwaizumi sputtered, and he silently whined when (Y/n) pulled his hand back. He stepped back, and gave a small wave.

“That’s good, Iwaizumi-kun. Well, I just wanted to introduce myself to everyone. See you later, Matsukawa-kun. Iwaizumi-kun.” (Y/n) smiled again, and left to introduce himself to another teammate. Once (Y/n) was out of earshot, Matsukawa erupted into a fit of cackles.

“Pfft-ahahahahaha! Dude! Y-you-! Ahahahaha! You need to chill man! At this point everyone’s gonna know you went all-“ Mattsun mimicked Iwaizumi’s wide-eyed expression, bringing his hands together and pretending he was a moe schoolgirl. “Kyaaah! (L/n)-senpai is soooo handsome!”

“SHUUUUUT UPPPPPP!” Iwaizumi started kicking at Matsukawa’s shins and hitting his back, trying to silence his cackles and hope (Y/n) didn’t hear that. Or see the huge red blush on his cheeks.

Oikawa side-eyed Iwaizumi and Matsukawa from the net pole. His hands were still moving on setting up the net for practice, but his eyes were examining the two fellow third years roughhousing with each other. More specifically, the red that engulfed Iwaizumi’s face. Oikawa turned his attention back to the pole.

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‘Just do it!’

Those three words played on repeat in Iwaizumi’s mind for the past 2 weeks. And they seemed to get louder when Iwaizumi arrived to practice.

‘Just do it, Hajime!’

‘No!’ Iwaizumi thought back to himself, watching as (Y/n) greeted everyone who came through the club room door. He was standing outside, holding a box with supplies stuffed in it. Iwaizumi dreadfully neared the club room.

‘Do it! Now!’

‘No! Fuck no!’

“Ah! Hello again, Iwaizumi-kun-“

“No!” Iwaizumi blurted out. He was quick to cover his mouth, but the look of confusion that knitted (Y/n’s) face was enough to tell he had heard Iwaizumi loud and clear.

“Uh. I mean. Good mor-uh good afternoon, (L/n). Sorry bout’ that.” Iwaizumi trudged into the club room as nonchalantly as he could. But once the door closed, he slumped down to his knees.

“Something wrong, Iwa-chan?” Oikawa mused, slipping on his blue practice shirt over his head. “You look like shit.”

“Y-you’re one to talk, Shittykawa! Go die!”

“Uuu! How mean! Mean Iwa-chan!”

“Yeah yeah.” Iwaizumi hastily slipped into his practice clothes. Oikawa watched his face closely. It was redder than usual.

“Hey, Iwa-chan?”

Iwaizumi looked up from his knee pads, halting temporarily as he threaded them through his leg. “Mm?”

Oikawa opened his mouth, then glanced to the door where (Y/n) was standing outside of. Not yet. He didn’t have enough evidence yet.

“Never mind.” Oikawa rubbed the back of his head cutely.

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Iwaizumi slumped down on the steps of the gym, heaving like he ran 13 miles. Well, he did. He watched as everyone came trickling back, Oikawa yelling praise as they all collapsed in front of the gym. Training runs across the block were tough. Especially after an exhausting practice match against each other.

“Good job, everyone!” Oikawa clasped his hands together. “Get some water, go rest, do whatever! We’re gonna do some serving and receiving practices, then we can take a break!”

The tuckered-out team choursed out a “Yessir!” before scattering about and doing their own things. Iwaizumi let his head loll back onto the concrete steps he was sitting on, closing his eyes and catching his unsteady breath.

“Iwaizumi-kun!”

Iwaizumi jolted up harshly, a blush adorning his features as his eyes snapped open. (Y/n) looked down at him with a small white towel in his hand and a water bottle in the other.

“I figured you needed some water or something so-I got you some stuff-!” (Y/n) promptly set the things down on Iwaizumi’s lap, though he’s not sure he noticed with the way he was staring at him so...strangely. Huh, that’s been happening for a while now.

Iwaizumi’s dazed look suddenly dissipated, his consciousness coming back to his eyes as he fumbled for the items slipping from his lap.

“Oh! Thank you...dude…! You’re…you’re...cool...f-for that…!”

Iwaizumi shot finger guns at his (Y/n). His crush. Fucking finger guns. He wouldn’t mind if he took his finger guns and shoved it so far up his a-

“It’s no problem!” (Y/n) shot finger guns back, before flexing an arm and patting his bicep. “It’s what a manager is for! Makin’ sure you boys are alright.”

“I’m gonna go fill up some more water bottles...l stopped and filled one up for you first because you looked thirsty…”

(Y/n) ran off. “See you!” He called from a distance, before disappearing from sight. Iwaizumi waved back with a blank expression on his face.

His legs felt like jelly. Not only because he ran 13 miles non-stop, but because of how whipped he became for manager-kun (Y/n) in the span of only a week or two.

Oikawa hummed to himself knowingly, watching Iwaizumi slump back onto the concrete steps with a hand in his heart.

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“Iwa-chan, Iwa-chan, Iwa-chan!”

“No! No! No!”

“But why?!” Oikawa exasperatedly yelled, dramatically blocking the door leading outside the club room. It was just him, Iwa-chan, Mattsun, and Makki. Makki and Mattsun sat on the floor of the club room like they were expecting Iwaizumi to come in, and from the way they didn’t try to stop Oikawa from blocking the door, they knew the same things he did.

“Let me out shithead!” Iwaizumi clawed at Oikawa’s arms. Oikawa, as twinkish and childish as he seems, was actually stronger than he looked.

Eventually, Iwaizumi stepped back to take a breather. Matsukawa and Hanamaki took that as their chance to secure him, as Hanamaki grabbed Iwaizumi by the torso and wrapped his whole body around him.

He held him as secure as he could while he thrashed around, waiting till Matsukawa hurriedly set up a foldable chair and brought out some rope. Hanamaki dragged Iwaizumi to the chair, ignoring his pleads of “Let me go!” or “Y’all will pay for this-I swear!” As he forcefully sat him down.

He held his hands to the back of the chair as Matsukawa tied him up as quick as he could.

“Oi! What the fuck!” Iwaizumi kicked at Matsukawa as he circled him with the rope.

“It’s for your own good, Iwa-chan.” Oikawa piped up from his spot blocking the door. He didn’t want to move from the door until Iwaizumi was fully immobilized, just in case he tried to run for it.

“Like hell it is-ack!” Matsukawa tightened the rope. “Ease up, will you! God damn!”

“Sorry, sorry.” Matsukawa, in fact, did not ease up. He tied the rope into multiple tight knots, making it virtually impossible to somehow slip out of them. Iwaizumi squirmed around in his restraints as the chair was rotated facing away from the door, and towards Hanamaki and Matsukawa.

Oikawa sighed triumphantly, and backed away from the door. He clasped his hands together.

“So nice of you to finally join our discussion, Iwa-chan.”

“Literally suck my dick then go practice receives on a nearby building and fall to your death.”

Oikawa feigned offense to Iwaizumi’s words. Hanamaki chuckled, while Matsukawa shut Iwaizumi up by tugging at the rope’s end he was holding in his hands.

“Isn’t this illegal? Like-somewhere in the world?”

“It isn’t right now~” Oikawa sung, before becoming laughably serious. “Now! We need some answers!”

“More like you couldn’t contain your curiosity or ask Iwaizumi like a normal person.”

“Makki! You’re supposed to be on my side!” Oikawa blurbed, before coughing and regaining his cool integrator vibe. “Anyways!” Oikawa snapped harshly at Iwaizumi.

“You! Have a! Crush! On Manager-chan!”

Iwaizumi choked on his own spit. He turned away dumbly, with a coy look on his face.

“Dunno what you’re talking about.”

“Don’t play dumb! We all see the looks you give him! ‘Fess up, Iwa-chan! You’re absolutely totally whipped for (Y/n)-chan!”

Iwaizumi stiffened. “Since when were you two on a first name basis-!”

“See?! You got mad when I called (L/n)-kun by his first name!”

“That doesn’t mean anything!” Iwaizumi barked. He was starting to sweat now. Were these restraints always so stuffy? “I was just wondering why you called him that!”

Oikawa stuck his tongue out. “Just say you like him we’ll let you go~!”

“Never! No way in hell!”

Oikawa gasped. He pointed dramatically at Iwaizumi. “So you do admit it! You’re totally in love with Manager-kun but you don’t wanna say it!”

“Wh-?!” Iwaizumi sputtered. He kicked around in his restraints, making Matsukawa tug at the rope again. He was thrashing around so much he didn’t hear the door open. “When did I-“

“When did I ever say I had a big ass fuckin’ crush on (L/n) that it made me question my whole sexuality?! But that I couldn’t care less since he’s so...so nice and cute and-fuck!”

Matsukawa and Hanamaki paled. They seemed to be looking at something behind Iwaizumi. Oikawa was still listening intently to Iwaizumi’s confession, not noticing whatever it was those two were staring at.

“Fuck! Fuck! I wanna grab his stupid face and kiss him all over! Fuck! Why is (Y/n) so cute! I wanna call him by his first name too! I wanna hug him and do things boyfriends do too! Fuck! I’m so-“

Oikawa’s eye eventually trailed up from Iwaizumi. He locked eyes with whatever was there, then immediately copied the same panicked ‘we’re dead’ look Hanamaki and Matsukawa had. He looked back at Iwaizumi with a sweaty, pale face.

“H-hey, Iwa-chan, that’s enough-you proved your point-“

“-I’M SO FUCKING GAY FOR (Y/N) IT HURTS!”

The three boys flinched, looking behind Iwaizumi with the same look you’d give when you got caught doing something bad. Iwaizumi was breathing heavily, slouched on his chair after his whole explosion of a confession. He looked at the three third years, who weren’t even looking back at him.

“...what? This is what you guys wanted right? To admit that I like (L/n-“

“I-Iwaizumi, you might wanna shut up…” Hanamaki said, his voice trembly. Matsukawa and Oikawa nodded.

“No! Why are y’all acting so weird! You guys were all up my ass about it, and now you’re telling me to shut up?!”

Matsukawa silently spun his chair around slowly, towards the door so he could see what they were all staring at.

“Honestly, if y’all weren’t expecting me to actually…confess…t-to…yooouuu…”

Iwaizumi’s voice progressively died down as he locked eyes with (Y/n), standing by the door with the reddest shocked face he’d ever seen. It was Iwaizumi’s turn to go pale.

“Uh...I-I heard...screaming...f-from the club room and...and I wanted to see if you guys were ok...um.” (Y/n) awkwardly swung his hands around, before letting them rest behind his back. “So…”

“Do you...really wanna ‘kiss me all over’ and do boyfriend-y stuff together…? With me…?”

Iwaizumi said nothing. He started squirming madly in his binds, trying to look anywhere else but (Y/n).

“Let me out let me out let me out let me out-!“

Iwaizumi only wriggled and kicked harder when (Y/n) started approaching him.

“LETMEOUTLETMEOUTLETME-uu-?”

(Y/n) balled up his fists, resting them rigidly on Iwaizumi’s lap as he clumsily pressed a kiss to his lips. His eyes were clamped shut, unlike Iwaizumi’s, who were wide open. He felt (Y/n) push closer, to which he let his body give in and relax, closing his eyes and tilting his head to deepen the kiss.

Matsukawa wolf-whistled, while Hanamaki yelled things like ‘Get it, Iwaizumi!’. Oikawa smiled triumphantly once more, clapping quietly. “Bravo! Yay Iwa-chan!”

Iwaizumi’s eyes were half-lidded as began to pull away. He let out a shaky sigh, watching Iwaizumi take breathless breaths in. Oikawa was still clapping in the background.

“Yay! Yaaaay Iwa-chan! Iwa-chan is happy and I fulfilled my promise! (L/n) will be Manager-kun for forever!”

Iwaizumi snapped out of his dazed trance to glare at Oikawa in confusion. “Huh?”

“Ara?” Oikawa tilted his head. (Y/n) caught on, and started violently shaking his head ‘no’, as well as flailing his arms around trying to shut him up.

“You don’t know why (L/n)-kun decided to join the club?”

Iwaizumi shook his head. (Y/n) whimpered slightly and covered his face in his hands.

“I told (L/n)-kun that if he became our manager, I’d find a way to get you to fall in looove with him. But it looks like I didn’t need to do anything~”

Oikawa chuckled. “He really only joined for you, y’know. When I went up to talk to him about being a manager, his eyes lit up and he said, and I quote: ‘I’ll do it if you set me up with your friend Iwaizumi-kun and get him to fall for me-! Kyaaa! Iwaizumi-kun is so tall dark and handsom-ow!”

Oikawa was abruptly cut off when Iwaizumi kicked him in the leg, as it was the only thing he could reach while he was still tied up. Iwaizumi turned to the side with a blushy pout.

“Y-you’re embarrassing him, idiot.”

“Aww look. He’s enjoying this.” Matsukawa snickered. Hanamaki chuckled as quietly as he could, both trying not to get kicked in the leg like Oikawa did. (Y/n) sank to the floor, defeated.

“Why did you tell Iwaizumi-kun...that’s so embarrassing…” (Y/n) groaned from the ground. He was still covering his face, so he didn’t notice when Matsukawa started untying Iwaizumi, or when Iwaizumi squatted down and placed his hand on top of (Y/n’s) head.

(Y/n) made a noise of surprise as Iwaizumi patted his head with a blushy scowl.

“S’ only fair that I know… I was pretty embarrassed too when you heard all those things I said about you... Eye for an eye and shit…”

(Y/n) said nothing as Iwaizumi continued to pat his head. They said nothing for a while, before Matsukawa silently whispered to Oikawa.

“Wait, if you knew that (L/n)-kun liked Iwaizumi, why did you look so scared when he walked in? You knew they liked each other.”

“Ah.” Oikawa rubbed the back of his head, watching as Iwaizumi and (Y/n) shyly exchanged phone numbers.

“I was scared that Iwa-chan was going to murder me.”

——————

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-Mr. Mizunetzu

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[simplee-dreaming]

I Was Acting!

A/N: Okay so this was kinda rushed because stuff kept happening but I still hope it's good!

Word count: 1846

Summary: Tom Hiddleston discovers the reader is ticklish.

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“Great acting today guys. Let’s all get home and rest before another fantastic day tomorrow!” said the director.

You, amongst everyone else, packed up your stuff and headed back to the hotel you were staying at during filming.

You were working on a new movie, about a single father and his teenage daughter conquering real life problems as a team of two. It was a really sweet film and so far you’d had a great couple of weeks on set with the cast and crew. Tom Hiddleston was playing your father and you still couldn’t get over the excitement whenever you saw him walking around the set. You almost fainted when you met him for the first time at the read through.

You decided to get an early night and rest well before another long, but exciting, day of filming tomorrow.

The morning finally arrived and you completed your morning routine before heading off to the set. Tom was already there when you arrived, unsurprisingly.

“Good morning darling, sleep well?” He asked.

“I did indeed. You?”

“Very much so. Would you like a tea?”

“Yeah sure! Only if you’re making it though,” you winked at him. He walked into the kitchen and appeared a few minutes later with a lovely hot cup of tea to give to you.

“There’s my favourite stars! How are we feeling today?” said the director, approaching you both.

“Ready to roll!” replied Tom, you nodded.

“Awesome! Now, one of the scenes we’re filming today, as you know, is the one of just you two at home where Martin - uh, yourself, Tom - is comforting Harriet - of course, you, Y/N - after she breaks down about being bullied at school. You’re both aware of this scene happening today I assume?”

You both nodded and murmured agreement.

“Okay good. Well, it’s the first scene we’re going to film today but I’ve been speaking with the producer and we both agreed that we could add something to the scene to really show the special connection between their father/daughter relationship,” he said.

“Go on..” Tom replied.

“Would you two be comfortable with filming a little tickle scene?”

You blushed.

“See, our thought process was that after Harriet confides in Martin about her bullying, he could cheer her up by tickling her a bit - really showing the bond between them. We’ve added a couple of lines to the script which are here. Don’t worry if you forget or improvise, we have plenty of shooting time today. Would you be okay with that?”

“Absolutely fine with me! Y/N?” Tom replied.

“Hm? Oh yeah, um, yeah that’s fine,” you said, trying to act cool.

“Perfect!” The director said, handing you both a piece of paper with the new lines on. He gave you both a smile and walked off.

“Well then, better get practising,” Tom said.

“It’s only one new line each, hardly needs to be practised,” you laughed.

“I wasn’t talking about the script,” Tom said. He turned to you and winked before walking off. Your heart jumped.

The time had come for you and Tom to film that scene. You both got into position as the lights and cameras were adjusted appropriately.

“And, action!” The director called.

“I was thinking of just making an omelette for dinner. Nothing special but might be nice,” said Tom.

“Mhm,” you murmured.

“Did you just want ham and cheese? Or something more adventurous?” he asked.

“Mhm,” you repeated.

“And what was that an answer to?” he asked.

“What?” you said, looking up from your prop phone.

“I asked if you just wanted a ham and cheese omelette or something more,” Tom said.

“Oh, yeah, that’ll be fine,” you replied, looking back at your prop phone.

“What’s wrong? You don’t seem yourself tonight,” Tom said.

“I’m fine,” you replied, not looking up.

“No you’re not. What’s wrong?” He asked, taking a seat next to you.

“It’s just...just some girls at school. They’re not exactly the nicest,” you sighed, hanging your head.

“Is it the same girls as last term?” he asked. You nodded.

“Oh Harriet, why didn’t you say something?”

“Because I thought I could handle it,” you replied. He sighed and put an arm around you.

“Okay, here’s what we’re gonna do. I’m gonna contact the rest of the PTA tonight and see the headteacher tomorrow. These girls are on file from the last time they bullied you so it won’t take much to make sure they’re punished. I’m sure the other parents on the PTA will have something against them too. Does that sound good?” he said. You nodded again.

“Good. But right now I gotta make sure my little girl is happy,”

“I’m not little anymore, Dad,” you replied.

“You are to me. Now come on, where’s that smile?” he asked. You continued to hang your head. He moved his hand down and gave your side a squeeze. You yelped, not expecting him to tickle you at that moment. He looked at you, a mischievous look in his eye. He squeezed your side again, making you yelp louder and twist away from him.

“Nohoho!” You giggled.

“My little girl is still just as ticklish,” he teased. You fell backwards into the sofa when he started clawing at your tummy.

“AHAHAHA NO!” You cried. He laughed with you, clearly surprised at your reaction.

“I’m just cheering you up!” He said, squeezing your sides again. You latched your hands onto his wrists to try and pull him off you.

“NO PLEHEHEASE!” You yelled, trying so hard not to scream “Tom” and ruin the scene.

“And cut!” the director shouted. Tom instantly stopped and helped you sit up on the sofa.

“That was the perfect take guys! Alright, break for 30 then back for the next scene. Nice job Y/N and Tom,” the director said, applauding you both. The rest of the crew disbanded to go on break. You and Tom were still sat on the set sofa. He looked at you.

“So…” he said, smiling.

“So?” you asked.

“So, how long were you gonna hide this from me?” He asked.

“Hide what?...” you replied.

“You know what,” he said, grinning at you. He poked your side and you yelped.

“Tom...no…” you said, panicked.

“You’re really ticklish Y/N, I can’t just ignore that,” he said. The smirk on his face gave you butterflies.

“No I’m not, I was just acting,” you said, faking confidence. Unsurprisingly, he didn’t believe you. He slid across the sofa towards you and the sudden movement made you panic. You leapt up from the sofa and fled.

“Oh no you don’t!” He yelled, running after you. You looked back and screamed when you saw him chasing you.

You ran round the corner and headed towards the back of the set. You turned another corner and found yourself at a dead end. You slowly turned around and found Tom standing behind you, an evil grin on his face.

“No...Tom...please…” you begged, holding your hands up in front of you.

“Well, well, well. Look what you got yourself into. A very ticklish girl, trapped. No escape,” he teased, wiggling his fingers by his sides. You took a deep breath and let the adrenaline take over. You ran towards him and tried to dodge him, thinking you could get past and escape. He was too quick for you and grabbed you by the waist, spinning you round in the air before lying you on the floor. He knelt down and straddled your waist.

“TOM WAIT!” You screamed. He let out an evil laugh before squeezing your sides again.

“Acting eh?” He teased, smiling at you as you shrieked beneath him.

“I AHAHAM AHAHACTING!” You shrieked. He moved his hands up and scratched at your ribs.

“Who-oh-oa!” He said, giggling at your reaction when he started tickling your ribs. “Bad spot?” He asked.

“NOHOHOHO!” You screamed. You grabbed his biceps as he continued to scratch and squeeze your ribs. He finally stopped and grabbed your arms, pinning them above your head.

“Ah ah ah,” he mocked telling you off. “Now then, where else are you ticklish?” He asked.

“N-nowhere…” you blatantly lied. He looked at you, eyebrow raised.

“Tell me or I’ll have to find out for myself,” he said, a teasing tone in his voice.

You stayed silent.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” he gave you a sly wink and let go of your arms to shove his hands in your armpits. You slammed your arms down to your sides and shrieked louder than ever.

“My, my. Is this a bad spot?” He asked.

“AHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHO!”

“No? Are you sure? It seems pretty ticklish to me,” he said with a puzzled look on his face. He picked up the pace of his wiggling fingers and you threw your head back in ticklish agony.

“Does this tickle?” He asked.

“NOHOHO!”

“Hm,” Tom bent down and nuzzled his beard into your neck. You twisted your head to the side but he had already buried his face into the crook of your neck. Without warning, he blew a big raspberry whilst still tickling under your arms. You screamed.

“FUHUHU-AHAHAHAHAHA!”

“Did that tickle?”

“NOHOHOHOHO!”

“Damn. Okay,” he said. He shuffled himself down a little bit, his hands leaving your armpits to scribble over your ribs again. He thought for a moment before lifting up your top with his nose.

“TOHOHOHOHOM DOHOHON’T YOHOHOU DAHAHARE!” You shrieked, knowing full well what he was planning.

He grinned at you and winked before lowering his head. Your screams turned desperate after he blew raspberry after raspberry up and down your tummy. The worst one was when he blew a raspberry just under your belly button and nuzzled his beard into your tummy. It was torture.

He kept blowing raspberries on your sensitive tummy, his beard tickling you as he did so. His hands switched between tickling your ribs and your sides. You finally gave in and fell into a silent laughter, weak from the tickles. He lifted his head after one more nuzzled raspberry and ceased his attack.

“Still acting?” He asked, chuckling.

“Shut….up... “ you panted.

“Answer the question,” he said, dragging one set of nails down your tummy.

“Ohohokay, I was acting!” You giggled, swiping at his hands.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were this ticklish?” He asked.

“Because I knew you’d do that,” you replied.

“You say that, yet not once did you actually ask me to stop,” he said. You went silent.

“Did you want me to stop?” He asked. You blushed. You brought your hands up to hide your face and he awed at you.

“Hm, 15 minutes till we’re due back. I think round two,” he declared. He quickly grabbed your arms, before you could protest, and pinned them to your chest before bending down and blowing more raspberries on your sensitive tummy.

You were both laughing so much that you lost track of time and were 10 minutes late back to set. But you made sure to get Tom back after filming...

#tickle fic #ler!tom hiddleston #lee!reader

[zukkaflowers]

zukka enemies to roommates au

Sokka slammed his head on the cafe table, the noise swallowed up by the chattering of other customers. “I’m being EVICTED,” he moaned.

Katara raised her eyebrows as she drank her tea and then placed it back on the table. “Why?”

Sokka dragged his head up against the table until his chin was the only thing touching the wood and Katara made a face, no doubt thinking of all the germs that were now rubbed into Sokka’s face like lotion. Sokka couldn’t bring himself to care. He was too deep in his despair. “The landlord sold the building. And now I only have two weeks to move because everything around here is so fucking expensive and I got discouraged so I put it off—“

“Move in with Zuko!”

“...like I put everything—what did you just say?”

Katara’s face brightened, a stark contrast to the cloud of doom that had been enveloping Sokka. “His roommate is moving in with her girlfriend and he needs a new one. A roommate, not a girlfriend. And I think his place is really close to your work, too! It’s perfect!”

Sokka finally sat up, shoving his hands in his sister’s face to turn her brightness down a notch because it was hurting his eyes. “Wait wait wait, are you talking about the Zuko I think you’re talking about?”

“Is there another one?”

Sokka had many questions. “Why do you know he needs a new roommate? Why do you know his roommate is moving in with her girlfriend? How do you know where he lives? Did you just say, ‘it’s perfect’?”

Katara watched Sokka as he grabbed his drink, eyes never leaving her face in a demonstration of his seriousness, and then swallowed painfully with a grimace after realizing he’d grabbed Katara’s bitter tea on accident. “You’re such a goof,” she sighed in anguish. “Zuko and Aang actually went to university together and became friends. Zuko wants to be a teacher like Aang.”

Sokka sputtered. “WHAT?” A few strangers shot him judgmental looks at the outburst, which he ignored. “You—you—he—Aang—BETRAYAL??”

Katara rolled her eyes. “This is why we kept it a secret from you! We all knew you’d be overdramatic about it.”

“We ALL?”

Katara shrugged, finally having enough decency to look sheepish. “Yeah, me, Aang… and Suki and Toph.”

Sokka’s jaw dropped wider. “SUKI?” He clutched his heart. “Mine own bestie...”

Katara continued, “Well, it’s Toph that’s really close to him now, actually.”

“Figures. She’s always been my least supportive friend.” Sokka gasped as a realization hit him. “Is… is Zuko the ‘Captain Angst’ guy she keeps hanging out with??”

“Yeah,” Katara said plainly.

Sokka slammed his head back on to the table, where it might as well have stayed long-term.

“I’m serious, though, Sokka,” said Katara. “Zuko is… kind of okay, and obviously he has everyone else’s approval. You shouldn’t let a petty high school rivalry between you two get in the way of your current life.”

“‘Petty high school rivalry’??? Last I heard, there were four of us involved in the rivalry-ing! You weren’t too fond of him or his sister, either!”

Katara once again rolled her eyes. “All I’m saying is, the place is within your budget, it’s actually nice, and the commute is good. He’s only just started looking for a new roommate, and I promise that if you don’t try it out, you’ll regret it.”

“And all I’m saying is, if we move in together, Zuko and I will murder each other.”

Katara looked at her phone and stood up, collecting her bag and bile tea. “I doubt it. You haven’t spoken in five years, and you’ve both changed a lot. I have to go, Aang wants me to meet another stray dog, and we still have lunch with Yue, so I can’t let him get too carried away. I’ll text you details about Zuko’s place. Please at least look into it, Sokka.”

Her eyes were too genuine; he couldn’t say no. “Fine,” he grumbled, fully prepared to briefly skim over the information before moving on.

But when he did look it over, he saw that Katara was right. It was perfect. He could even walk to work if he wanted to, it was that close. The rent was well in his budget, even leaving extra leftover. He could maybe finally replace his cracked phone screen! Sokka sighed at the dim light of his laptop. The fates were telling him something. It sounded like, You will consciously choose the path of suffering, ahahahahaha.

“Sokka... wants to be my new roommate,” Zuko said.

“Hello to you too, angsty pants,” Toph replied through the phone.

“I think I’m going to say yes,” continued Zuko.

“Wait, Sokka? Katara’s brother?”

Zuko swallowed, eyes flicking to the stir fry he’d left on the stove. He’d been checking the notifications on his phone when he saw it and had immediately called Toph. “Yes.”

“Okay,” Toph offered helpfully.

“What do you think?”

Silence fell for a few seconds as Toph thought it through. “Are you sure it’s a good idea?”

“That’s what I’m asking you for. If he’s reaching out, he knows it’s me, so he can’t still hate me, right?”

“I don’t know,” said Toph. “Don’t you like him?”

Zuko bit his lip and weakly stirred his stir fry. “But it’s not like I’m still—I’m not hopelessly into him. It’s just. You know, a little bit.”

“You’re not even going to interview him? What if he poops with the door open? What if he… what if he eats in the bathroom while he poops.”

“Would I ask him about that in an interview?”

“If you’re not a coward.”

“Okay, I’ll interview him,” Zuko said, relenting. “What do I have to lose?”

To: Katara

Sokka: uuugughghgghghhhhhhh zuko wants to interview me

Katara: You looked into the place!!!

Sokka: yeah but i’m seriously doubting myself now

Sokka: can i really pretend not to hate him long enough to get the place

Katara: Have you considered just

Katara: Not hating him?

Sokka: …

Sokka: how could you even say that

Katara: Ok I thought so

Katara: Well just be professional if you don’t wanna be friendly

Katara: Pretend it’s a job interview

Sokka: oh yeah

Sokka: because imagining that zuko is my employer would definitely not make me hate him 400% more

Katara: On the bright side, you haven’t reached the threshold of hate yet if it can be increased by 400%! There is hope

Sokka: ha

Sokka: i scoff in the face of hope

Sokka let Suki pick out an outfit for him before going to meet Zuko at the cafe they agreed to meet at. He wanted to look nice so that Zuko, at least visually, might be inclined to let him become a flatmate, but mostly he just didn’t want Zuko to have the upper hand anywhere, not even in his fashion sense. And Zuko had grown up with money, so he’d always been well dressed.

Sokka slipped the chosen tan sweater over his button down and pulled on a pair of black jeans. The clothes covered all his tattoos—he was sure Zuko would not appreciate them. His hair, he couldn’t do much about, so he settled for tying it back as he always did.

He was so distracted throughout the train ride thinking about all the valid reasons he had to hate Zuko that he almost forgot to get off at the right stop. But the walk from the station was short, and before he knew it, he was opening glass doors, scanning faces, and—there he was. Hair hanging in his face, chin on his palm, and wearing—a hoodie and ripped jeans? Sokka cleared his mind of surprise and tried to relax his face.

He walked over.

To: Toph

Zuko: It went well?

Toph: Be more specific

Toph: For example, what went well

Zuko: The interview with Sokka

Zuko: I’m pretty sure he doesn’t shit with the door open, and he definitely doesn’t eat in the bathroom

Zuko: He was also

Zuko: really nice

Toph: Really nice to talk to? Or really nice looking?

Zuko: Shut up

Toph: Hm deflection

Zuko: I think you’re wrong

Zuko: I think it won’t be hard to live with him

To: Katara

Sokka: GEEZ THAT WAS SO HARD

Sokka: the whole time he’s being this stiff, boring, JERK

Sokka: i had to smile and nod the whole time

Sokka: no way will this keep up if we live together

Sokka: but i have to think of the commute…..

Sokka: and the view….

Sokka: and i’ll be closer to suki….

Katara: But Sokka, you will try, right?

Sokka: try what

Katara: To be nice to him.

Sokka: uh

Sokka: maybe?

By the end of the next week, Sokka had moved in the last of his boxes. He honestly didn’t have that much stuff. He did have one special thing, though. Or rather, a special friend.

“What are you doing?” Zuko asked, peeking into Sokka’s new room.

Swallowing his annoyance at being interrupted, Sokka gestured for Zuko to join him. They’d only exchanged at most a few sentences a day, and Zuko hadn’t done anything too irritating yet, so Sokka was going to try to keep his promise to Katara.

“This is my turtle, Duck,” he said, pointing to the turtle swimming around in the tank he’d just finished setting back up.

“What’s a turtleduck?” asked Zuko after plopping down beside him.

Sokka frowned. “I don’t know.”

“Then why do you have one?”

Before Sokka could answer, his phone rung from the dresser, its vibration so strong the whole room shook and Duck popped into his shell.

#zukka #atla #avatar the last airbender #zukka fic #writing #atla fic #zukka fanfic #enemies to friends to lovers #zukka modern au #roommate au #sorry idk how to format these i've never posted writing on tumblr before

[intheticklecloset]

Team Bonding (Haikyuu!!)

Primary Universe

Summary: It's game night in the Karasuno gym, and Noya is determined to have some fun with the first-years during Truth or Dare - especially the usually quiet Yamaguchi!

Word Count: 1,216

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Noya sat cross-legged in the circle of boys, chin in his hand, unintentionally glaring at Yamaguchi. The libero was at a total loss for how to mess with this particular first-year.

The team was gathered on the floor of the gym, having scheduled tonight as a “chill out night” rather than practice as a way to relax before heading off to their next round of games. They were currently playing truth or dare, and up until now, Noya had found it easy to challenge the first-years in different ways that would amuse him and push their limits a little.

For Hinata, it was daring him to stay quiet until his next turn. The redhead had struggled but managed to do it, which the libero had to admit he was impressed with. He didn’t think even he could do that. With Kageyama he’d dared the setter to do ten push-ups in ten seconds. He’d just barely made it. Tsukishima and Yamaguchi – up until now – had always copped out by asking for “truth” rather than a dare. But finally the latter had decided to be a little braver and accept a challenge from Noya, which elated the second-year…until he couldn’t think of anything to do.

I don’t want to traumatize the poor guy, he thought. He’s way less intense than the other first-years, and this is his first dare, so I don’t want to scare him into never doing another one. How am I going to do this?

All of a sudden he remembered that fateful night at training camp a couple of months before – the one during which he and Hinata had been woken up by Yamaguchi’s silent crying in the middle of the night and joined forces to reassure him and make him feel better. Noya grinned. He had something to work with now.

“I dare you,” he said with a smirk, “to let me tickle you for two minutes without trying to stop me.”

Yamaguchi’s eyes widened. He made a little noise in the back of his throat, cheeks turning pink, eyes darting to the others around him nervously. “I d-don’t know if I can…”

“You can do it,” Noya replied, half-encouraging, half-teasing. “How hard can it be?”

Beside him, Asahi snorted on a chuckle.

The libero punched his shoulder. “Well, Tadashi? You going to do it or not?”

Yamaguchi swallowed, squeezed his eyes shut, and nodded once. “Y-Yeah. Okay.”

“Great!” Noya crawled across the circle to his underclassman, observing the smiles around them as he gently grabbed onto his sides and squeezed, easing him in gently. Yamaguchi squeaked and brought his arms in instinctively, but Noya tsked at him. “Ah-ah! Can’t stop me, remember?”

“I’m nohohohot stohohopping you,” the pinch server replied through his already unstoppable giggles. “I’m juhuhust protehehehecting myself.”

Noya hummed. “I guess I didn’t say anything about that, did I? Well, if you make it too hard for me to tickle you, that will count as a forfeit. Oh – has anyone got a timer up?”

Too distracted by the cute scene in front of them, not one person had thought to do so. Daichi announced he’d do it and quickly pulled out his phone, setting a timer for ten seconds less than two minutes for Tadashi’s sake, as Noya had already been going for about that long.

“Aw, coochie coo, Tadashi~” The libero teased with an easiness that surprised Asahi, knowing how susceptible his smaller friend was to teasing when he was on the receiving end. Yamaguchi giggled himself to the floor, doing everything he could to not push Noya away. “You’re pretty ticklish, huh, Tadashi? I can really see your freckles when you blush like that.”

“Stohohohohohohop!” Yamaguchi pleaded, arms shaking from the effort to hold still when the libero traveled up toward his underarms. “Plehehehehease! No fahahahahahair!”

“Never said I couldn’t tease you~”

For another few moments Noya tickled without hindrance, but once he got to the pinch server’s underarms Yamaguchi couldn’t help but clamp down, trying desperately to keep him out somehow. To both of their surprise, that was the moment that Tsukishima shifted from where he’d been seated on his friend’s left, reaching down to grab Yamaguchi’s wrists and pull them above his head.

“There,” the blonde said evenly, seeming completely uninterested in what was happening right now. “So it’ll be easier for you to win the dare.”

“B-But – buhuhuhuhut it tihihihihihickles even wohohohohohorse now!” Tadashi squealed, his giggles turning into laughter when Noya finally descended on his now exposed underarms. “Ahahahahaha plehehehehehease, nohohoho! Noyahahahahaha!”

Noya chuckled, scribbling gently but crazily along his underclassman’s ticklish spots, keeping him in constant mirth. He tried to exchange a mischievous glance with Tsukki, but again, the blonde didn’t seem the least bit interested. He merely held his friend to the floor without another word.

“Hohohohohohow lohohohohohong?!” Yamaguchi cried after another several seconds of tickling. His cheeks were growing pinker by the moment.

Daichi replied, “Just another minute. You’ve got this, Tadashi.”

The others in the circle voiced their agreement – especially Hinata, who was just as excited about this dare as Noya seemed to be. Tadashi, for his part, merely squealed and squeaked and laughed helplessly, twitching when the libero moved back down to his ribs and belly, eventually reaching behind him to squeeze his knees.

“NOHOhohohoho! Not thehehehere – Noya, not THEHEHEHEHEHERE!!” Yamaguchi shrieked, actively struggling against Tsukki now, who only held him tighter. “NAHAHAHAHAHAT THE KNEHEHEHEHEHEES!!”

“No? Not here? Not riiiight here?” Noya teased, reaching under his knees to knead at the sensitive undersides. “This is a good spot, isn’t it?”

“PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!! I GIHIHIHIHIHIVE, I GIHIHIHIVE!!”

Daichi called over the noise, “It’s only fifteen more seconds, Yamaguchi! You’ve got this!”

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” Tadashi tossed his head back and screeched with laughter. Noya dug into his knee pits harder, determined to push the first-year a little more but not so much as to overdo it. “PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!! I CAHAHAHAHAHAHAN’T!!”

“Five!” Daichi called, and the rest of the team joined him in counting down to zero, at which point the libero let up on his tickling attack and got off of him, ruffling his hair playfully.

“See? You did it, man. That wasn’t so hard, right?” he giggled.

Tadashi let out a few leftover snickers of his own as Tsukki released him and he sat up, trying to pretend like he wasn’t blushing like crazy and totally unbothered by all the teasing smiles he saw facing him as he looked around the circle. “Y-Yeah…not so bad.”

They all laughed as Noya went back to his spot, and Yamaguchi may have noticed the slight pinch Asahi gave his side if he weren’t being nudged by Tsukki, his attention drawn to the blonde, who gave him a look that would have appeared blank to anyone but him. Tadashi smiled gratefully at him, nudging him back. He knew what that look meant, and he couldn’t be happier for it.

Physical affection isn’t really my thing, Tsukki told him without words. But I’ll still help out whenever I can because I know you like tickling. I’ve got your back.

Yamaguchi beamed. As the game went on, he grew more and more confident that he could take on other dares, and eventually Tsukishima joined him in that endeavor.

The night ended up turning into one of his happiest memories.

#fanfiction #tickle fic #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #hq #noya #nishinoya #tadashi #yamaguchi #karasuno #truth or dare #playful #teasing #fun #game night #tickling #ticklish #tickle

[ticklish-n-stuff]

Just sibling things

Long story short, as I was working on the WxS hcs, I felt inspired to write ler Saki and lee Tsukasa 'cause...sibling tickles are fun! Not that I would know....LMAO i long for the day i get tickled by my sibling lolol

This is my 2nd time writing Saki so...GO EASY ON ME AKSAJSAJSSK

Anyways, I know I said I was gonna take a break but idk, I feel like I've been possessed by the spirit of writing once again. Ig I was just having a bad day the other day. Still, I'm gonna try to take things slow to not overwhelm myself.

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Tsukasa x Saki (PLATONIC)

Lee: Tsukasa

Ler: Saki

Warnings: Tickles! I'm a touch starved sibling LMAO

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After a long day of working at the Wonder stage, Tsukasa finally arrived home. Saki quickly went over to greet him, like always, but...something felt off. Tsukasa typically made quite the grand entrace whenever he arrived home, but today he was quieter than usual, and his face looked more serious.

"Tsukasa...did something happen at work?" Saki quickly asked, concern visible all over her face. Tsukasa let out a sigh at her question.

"It's just...it's nothing. I'm fine" he did his best fake smile, but Saki could easily see through him. "Well...I'll be up in my room if you need me" and with that, the troupe leader marched upstairs towards his room.

Saki didn't like seeing her big brother hold in whatever negative emotions he must be feeling. He always went out of his way to make other people smile, especially her. So now it was time to repay him and give him a taste of his own medicine!

Saki went up towards his room. Once she arrived, Tsukasa was lying face first on the bed, his face squished into his pillow.

"Uhm...Tsukasa?" Saki slowly approached her brother, taking a seat next to him. She heard a soft hum come out of him, but he didn't even bother to look up at her. Whatever must've happened must've been real bad.

"Look, I know you're upset and if you're not ready to talk about it then that's okay. But...I'm still gonna take it upon myself to cheer you up~".

Tsukasa could hear the bit of teasiness in her tone, that can't be good. Before he could even think of interjecting, Saki had already taken a front row seat on his waist. He lifted his head up to try to look at her. "Saki, what are you- MPH!!".

Tsukasa chocked on a laugh when he felt small fingers poking and prodding at his sides. He quickly burried his face into his pillow once again, this time trying to muffle his giggles.

"Hehehe! You're supposed to laugh silly, so let it all out!" she said as she teasingly walked her fingers up his sides to his ribs. Poor Tsukasa shook with laughter, still he tried his best to hold it in. Although, his sister of all people knew exactly how ticklish he was so it wasn't the smartest idea he had.

"C'moooon, laugh! It'll make you feel better!".

Tsukasa shook his head as the occassional giggle came out of him, but he still felt too stubborn to give in.

"Hmm...oh I know! Coochi coochi coo~!" Saki teased close to his ear as she playfully tickled under his arms.

"S-Saki nohoHO! AHAHAHAHAHA!" and just like that, the room was instantly filled with Tsukasa's bright and bubbly laughter. He clamped his arms down and shook his head around but his sister wouldn't budge.

"Hehe! Works everytime~ Tiiickle tickle tickle~!" she playfully teased as she kept softly scribbling at his armpits.

"PFFT! HAHAHAHAHA! STOP SAYING THAHAHAT!".

Saki could see the tips of his ears and the back of his neck getting all red, looks like the tickles were being effective! After some more playful armpit tickles, she slipped her hands out from under his arms, but she was far from done. She quickly turned around and started to playfully scribble along the back of Tsukasa's thighs and knees.

"GAH! HAHAHAHAHA! N-NAHAT THEHEHERE!" silly Tsukasa kicked his legs out as best as he could, all while drowning in his loud, obnoxious laughter.

"You're so ticklish here it's so funny hehe!" Saki mused out loud as she gave his thighs some playfull squeezed, causing Tsukasa to squeak at every one of them.

"GYAH! S-STAHAP THAHAHAT!".

Saki couldn't help but smile at hearing her brother laugh himself silly, he definitely needed it. After a few more unbearable thigh squeezes, Saki moved over to the foot of the bed and placed Tsukasa's socked feet on her lap. She wasn't evil so she gave him a break to catch his breath before continuing again.

Tsukasa took the opportunity to suck in as much air as he could, all while still giggling himself silly from the previous tickles. Saki couldn't help but giggle along with him.

"Hehehe! I hope you're having fun, I know I am!".

It was a bit hard to tell but she caught the soft nod that Tsukasa sent her way, still to busy giggling to answer properly. Saki instantly smiled, she was glad her brother was having fun!

"Okay I'm gonna start again, prepare yourself!".

Tsukasa instantly giggled at her threat, curling up his toes out of reflex. Saki giggled as she started to softly scribble along his socked soles.

"Pffft-! Ahahahahahaha! T-thahat tihihickles!!".

"Really?! Well good! That means I'm doing a good job, hehe!".

They both laughed along as she kept playfully scribbling at his feet. Suddenly, Tsukasa could feel her tugging his socks off.

"S-Saki dohohon't!".

"Don't? But you're not even moving your feet away. Looks like someone wants some tiiickly tickles~!" Saki teased as she started to playfully tickle his bare feet.

"EEK! SAKI NOHO- AHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Tsukasa quickly became lost in his laughter once again. He couldn't even think straight, the only thought in his head was how much it tickled, and how much fun he was having!

"Aww, coochi coochi coo! Tiiiickle tickle tickle!".

"OHOHO MY GOHOD! SHUT UHUHUP!".

Saki laughed at all the flustered noises her brother was making, he was always so fun to tickle!

"But I haven't even tickled your toes yet!".

"Y-you better not- SAKI NOHOHO!!" Tsukasa screamed bloody murder when he felt her nails softly scribbling away at the base of his toes. He flopped around like a fish out of water, surprisingly, he didn't move his feet from her lap. Clearly he was enjoying himself!

"Such ticklish toes you have, hehe~!" she kept softly tickling them all over and in between them. Poor Tsukasa was too busy laughing to even feel flustered by her teasing, that's how ticklish he was.

After keeping up with the toe tickles, Tsukasa's laughter started to get silent...and more wheezy, it was pretty funny. But Saki didn't want to kill him so she slowed her fingers to a stop, giving him a well deserved rest.

"Ahaha...t-thahat was fun-" still feeling too loopy from all the tickles, Tsukasa spoke without realizing what he had said. His face instantly flushed once the realization hit, letting out a flustered groan and burrying his face into his hands.

"Aww! I'm glad you had fun!" cheered out Saki as she playfully bounced on top of him.

Even if Tsukasa had a hard time expressing his negative emotions, he knew he could always count on his sister to cheer him up!

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Y'know what would be fun to write? A Saki x Tsukasa x Toya fic! Since he's practically the 3rd Tenma sibling at this point lolol

So like...if anyone wants to request that...just saying 👀

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