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sciderman · 2 days

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ARE WE AFFIRMING YOUR GENDER?! IS THAT WHAT WE’RE DOING?!

Sci, first of all, I’m so sorry your dad said that listing your pronouns is embarrassing. It’s 2024. What’s embarrassing is being a parent who cares more about what other people think of them than what their child thinks of them. People don’t have to understand you, they don’t even have to agree with you, but if someone says they love you, the least they can do is make the attempt to show you they respect your identity as an individual person. I know this is particularly difficult for parents sometimes but it’s not impossible. I sincerely hope that someday your dad realizes how spectacular you are and how lucky he is to have the opportunity of knowing and loving someone as truly kind, funny, and generous as you are.

Second of all, LET’S GIVE ANOTHER SHOUT OUT TO THOSE PRONOUNS. Oooo I like the way you wear he/him. It’s loud, it’s rebellious, it’s confident, it’s authentic! It’s everything those angry white boys with podcasts WISH they were! You are entering your “boys will be boys” era and it’s covered in bright colors, zany patterns, sequins, and ATTITUDE.

I am so fucking proud of you for taking this big scary step into being your true self and laying it bare before the world. Just last night I was thinking about how one of the reasons I was so miserable in my 20s was because when I was around 21/22 I went back into the closet to make myself “more palatable” for the people around me. Less confusing for them. Less work for them. And I’ll never actually know what experiences I lost when I lost myself. I’ll never know what I could have done, the opportunities and stories and memories I missed out on because I was only living as half a person. I’m back on track now though, and the good news for you is: now that you’ve taken this step you never have to ask that question again.

I’ve gotta say, Sci, announcing your true pronouns is definitely one of the sexiest things you could ever do. And Wade agrees. <3

hooougghh bless you @nobutforrealthough - you're so cool and sexy and ough...

i feel so very exhausted in the head lately about identity things. i think a lot of people thought i was some kind of gender icon when really i'm just piecing things together as best as i can. i feel a little exhausted that people thought so much of me and i'm not delivering on it. (but i've felt that way all the time, all my life, from pretty much everybody.)

i guess it's difficult to do all this alone, without anyone in your corner. i think writing wade and peter, they sort of felt like friends to help me through it, because i don't really have anyone else out there to help me through and speak to me on my level. so – i kind of had to invent voices to give me courage. and it helps. but i worry that it's a little sad, too. sorry. i'm feeling very frank and bare this morning.

it's a lonely old world when you still haven't figured out where you fit in it. and maybe you're not meant to fit. but you kind of do need to fit, for your sanity. for your survival. so you contort and compromise and squeeze yourself into weird shapes and bug your head. and it's all so, so exhausting for me. and i think my body's finally telling me it's time to retire. my body is so, so tired...

#sci speaks #i want to be loved for me.#not for who i can pretend to be.#not for what i can “pull off”.#i want sad little lazy tired me to be treasured too. for being weak. for being lazy. for just wanting to sit around in my undies and cry.#tired of having to be a hero . for having to be an example . for having to put on a good show #ohhgh i'm so tired...#i love sad little lazy me. i love when i love sad little lazy me. sad little lazy me deserves to be loved #just as much as restless gender icon me #sighs. i wish you guys really Knew me. not just all of this text on the internet.

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storfulsten · 3 months

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Do you think BF would ever be able to convince Whitty to wear one of those cat-ears headband things?

mm well don't see why not lol

have a vaguely related-but-not-really doodle I guess bc why not ha

#bombeep #whittyxbf #slightly more actual answer: no matter what it is if bf is persistent enough whitty will probably cave eventually #bf being his one biggest weakness and all that ridiculously corny stuff lmao #and really a cat ear headband is really quite a mild thing to ask for and tbh I don't see why whitty would mind it much to begin with #au-wise at least lmao #so ye anyways #pose dumb and silly making it not really relevant to the ask itself but eh they got ears on I guess so hm #ye idk #not feeling very creative atm lol #ye they look silly with some parts being extremely lazy but ignoring that maybe it's a cute doodle still so eh good enough #take it or leave it #enjoy or don't #whatever floats your boat #fnf au #fnf shipping #boyfriend #whitty #bf #I draw what I want #ask is a few months old so ye sorry for late reply and all that but ye #thanks for the message #thanks for the suggestion #even if it wasn't really an art ask it sorta motivated me to doodle something anyways so thanks for that either way lol #stay groovy friendo

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pixelatedraindrops · 20 days

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A little drabble scenario idea I put together for @snivyartjpeg’s Kokolight Vampire AU 💜💚🦇

To Care for a Sick Vampire

Yuma seems to be even more tired/weak than usual one day and Vivia notices that something is wrong with him. He asks him if he wants to feed on any of his blood to possibly re-energize him. But to Vivia’s surprise, Yuma refuses the offer outright.

“You look tired, Yuma… Are you…hungry? Do you need to feed? I will provide for you anytime you ask…”

“…No.”

This concerns Vivia but then he notices how pale and sickly Yuma looks, even more than usual. He puts his hand to Yuma’s cheek, but it wasn’t warm. Of course not, he’s a vampire. They probably don’t get fevers to begin with since vampire blood runs cold. But he definitely wasn’t well, that much was certain.

Vivia decides to slice the palm of his hand with his large boxknife he keeps in his pocket and places it in front of Yuma’s face.

“You…need to eat, Yuma… Even if it’s just a little bit…otherwise…you won’t feel any better…”

Yuma looks hesitant at first but then complies as the scent of Vivia’s blood does tempt his urges despite his weak state. He leans his head down slowly and weakly licks and laps the fresh cut on Vivia’s palm. He does it very slowly, but he has a small expression of relief. Even if he wasn’t well, he did still want to eat. But he didn’t want to consume large amounts of blood in this state, in his fear of possibly losing himself due to the weakness and sickly feeling that he felt.

He didn’t want to cause any further trouble for the agency, especially the Chief now that his secret was out to him. He also didn’t want to unexpectedly hurt anyone if his blood urges had gone out of control. It wasn’t safe for him to be blood drunk right now.

At least, that was his worry since he didn’t really understand how his vampiric urges worked due to his amnesia. But he didn’t want to take any chances if his current state wasn’t in good condition. He couldn’t risk causing any more trouble for everyone.

Even if that meant… starving himself.

Thankfully, this small amount of blood that Vivia provided for him seemed to suffice well enough. He stops lapping the cut, looking up to his tall human partner above him.

“…Thank you…Vivia…”

After a very small feeding, he transforms into his little lilac bat form and he tries to fly. But he was still too weak as he falls downward face down toward the floor. But Vivia catches him in his hands just in time.

“You’re too weak, Yuma… I will offer more to you…after you rest for a bit…”

Yuma spends the rest of the day resting/sleeping on Vivia’s hair/lap/shoulder/arms. The poor thing was trembling the whole time. And Vivia continued to feed Yuma very small amounts of his blood whenever he looked too weak, to which the tiny sickly bat would slowly lap up like a delicate little newborn kitten. Over time, Vivia ends up with multiple cuts on his left arm.

Later, Yakou enters the sub safely after seeing that the two were not doing anything TOO weird while they were alone. Seeing Yuma in bat form probably meant they were done. But then he looks to Vivia in shock noticing his left arm is covered in bloody self inflicted wounds.

“Vivia!? What happened to your arm?! Okay, what kind of crazy blood ritual did you two do this time?!”

Vivia gently places his right uninjured hand to where Yuma lay, and a soft weak sounding squeak came from the tiny little bat as he was touched. Yakou also settled his freakout down as he heard the weak bat’s cry.

“Yuma is…not feeling well so…I’m giving him only small amounts of my blood for now… But the blood of the cuts…don’t stay fresh forever…”

“Oh, I see… well that’s not good. Is there anything I can do to help?”

“Just…leave Yuma to me, Chief…”

Yakou didn’t argue. After all, he had no idea how to care for a sick vampire.

“Okay, but don’t you dare die from blood loss, you hear me?!”

Vivia smiled without saying a word further.

It looked like it was now Vivia’s turn to look after and take care of his weak little vampire partner for the day. Time to repay the favor for all the times he looked after him.

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nocek · 1 year

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well hello there, please don't mind me using valentines as motivator to at least finish this lineart (but hey, it worked!)

now time for colors and trying to pull of complicated shadows.... yeah. that's going to not be as fun as this part >.<

#buckynat #winterwidow #bucky barnes #natasha romanoff #winter soldier #black widow #liho the cat #alpine the cat #lineart #wip #the drop in quality of likeness and cat anatomy is because I was lazy this time around to go look for references and fix the sketch #which you can see flipping between sketch and lineart #which is stupid because why put hella hours into doing it on weak fundation #but well you can also be impatient with doing time consuming things i guess #also being a lazy dumbass #but still had a blast linearting it :3 #but for now i actually have basic flat colors for characters #(because i did them before doing background which is also technically a bad idea but whatever)#but I have plan to try to pull off bisexual lighting on them #which i know is a bad idea because busy coloring with busy lineart is going to be a desaster #but that actually alleviates some of the stress #it's just experiment :D

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note-boom · 2 years

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You know what? Kudos to BSD for being a manga that is so GOOD with the stupid power of friendship trope even amongst its philosophical angst, family feels, and fandom ships. No, I'm not talking about friendship destroying the big bad.

I'm talking about Ranpo extending a hand of friendship to a Yosano that had lost all hope in herself, humanity, and life.

I'm talking about Odasaku reaching out in his last moments to tell Dazai he was his friend.

And about Dazai telling Mori Odasaku was his friend, and feeling angry when it looked like Ango's friendship was based on lies, then letting his friendship with Odasaku spur him to be a good person.

It's about Atsushi and Kyouka building a tenuous friendship starting with her letting herself open up to Atsushi, and him inviting her to look at the city, and her protecting him fiercely when he's in danger.

It's potentially also about Tanizaki insisting they save Atsushi from the Port Mafia.

It's about Tachihara, Gin, and Hirotsu when Tachihara refuses to kill those he has come to call friends despite being a man of orders.

It's also about Kenji's full power being unlocked when his friend died from a natural disaster, and when he heard about Atsushi getting tortured.

And when Kenji snapped out of it to offer a hand of friendship to Tecchou

I'm also talking about Chuuya growing to care about people even though he lost all his friends poor man

It's even about Kunikida and Katai having this deep bond that as of yet remains to be explored.

#i just.....i just get weak over good platonic relationships and moments #not people just being these heroes who offer someone a second chance #or do the hero thing and save other people #but genuinely extend an offer of friendship and let that change them #i was probably reaching a bit tbh...#any other underrated platonic moments i missed tho?#bsd #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #bsd musings #too lazy to tag all the characters #spitting nonsense #*sobs hard at the power of friendship trope even if it's stupidly overused in saccharine ways*

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rainymoodlet · 9 months

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Kiss Me in Komorebi+ 🌸

[Ep. Eight] Day at the Museum!

Y’all don’t even know how much that hand-hold means for our guy Josiah! 😌 These two definitely enjoyed themselves on this date, able to take their time with each other and navigate their conversations free of interruptions!

A wonderful day full of healthy debate and trips to the past wrapped up with a bountiful lunch in the museum’s garden! Of course, that didn’t mean their discussion on the evidence of a werewolf presence in ancient Komorebi stopped there! 😉

@retro-plasma

[ Part 2/2 ] 🌹

#ts4 #ts4 gameplay #ts4 screenshots #ts4 challenge #ts4 bachelor challenge #;kmik #sim: daniel #josiah bolton by retro plasma #||#i am so obsessed with how dan’s fingers are curling around the meat of josiah’s hand right there… oh my god #losing my fcking mind over how they look together #josiah is not actually this much shorter than dan but tbh…#i have a major weakness for this Absolute Boulder of Sharp Angles Man being taller than his partner AHEM #francis is the only one whose legit taller than him because my dumbass never downloaded the height slider mod fhdhd #bc my lazy ass never downloaded the height slider mod bc executive dysfunction 🤪#but legitimately i could stare at these photos forever #josiah in comfortable company where he feels comfortable to just Talk and Be and not feel judged or like #he’s tarrying on too long like ugh…#dan hangs on his every word and kept getting whims to ‘show off muscles’ or ‘debate wellness skill’#he wants josiah to think he’s smart so BAD its so PRECIOUS 🥹#but legit i have pics of josiah judging a fcking security camera i put in for decoration #man made a beeline for it and dropped all convo w dan to do so fhdhd #dan ofc followed… i swear if i had left them unattended they would have just #bounced around to different sculptures and chatted around them for hours #they rly like each other and get along ok its adorable 🥹#feel like i’m watchin a lil animal documentary every time i let autonomy run wild fjfhdh #also yes the kmik camera crew likes hiding cameras in bushes dont @ me blease

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incorrect-primarchs-quotes · 3 months

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I was expecting more than this.

Especially because it's basically useless since it's just those 8 guys on a single door when you have a whole castle to use.

#BL being lazy lately #Also there was a BL corpse near #Weak #I'd have used that one too #I swear it's one of the last post about this film #I'll end this after I'll hear my friend comments

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goldiipond · 1 year

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carrying your friends around is a love language <3

#skye's doodles #wanted to draw some don interactions becuase idk. im predictable <3 he loves his friends somuch #had another to add between these but i got lazy. you understand <3 #thinking abt how him ray and emma (and gilda in my heart <3) are canonically really strong from carrying the younger kids all the time #and norman.. does his best <3 i love my weak loserboy ray is absolutely providing most of the support on dons upper half #don is just so physically affectionate ithink he'd carry everyone around. emma would too #emma and don sneak attack ray and carry him around to mess w him. ray has come to accept this as a permanent part of his life #waugh eema and don friendship is so underrated and important to me. they are besties <3 #love drawing ray being a blushy mess too. touch-starved autistic little guy falls in love n is handling it about as well as youd expect #need more trio + don and gilda interactions. ik the series focus is on the trio but don n gilda are also main characters. to me <3 #imjust rambling now idk. i <3 don and all don dynamics #the promised neverland #tpn #yakusoku no neverland #tpn don #tpn emma #tpn ray #tpn norman #tpn gilda

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mammomlette · 11 days

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SOLMARE WHEN I CATCH YOU SOLMARE. STOP THIS MADNESS AND LISTEN

solmare I swear if you make mammon have ONE more intimate moment with MC only to be interrupted by the usual perps (Lucifer, Levi and Luke) (damn Ls) I will explode. ESPECIALLY if it ends with mammon going “AAA evil brothers😡angry chiwawa🤣anyway I gotta skiddadle!” And running away. Every time that happens an angel loses its wings

Tell me why you give mammon character development in a scene, we have a deep chat, you can smooch him or whatever, and the whole 2-lesson-arc has been leading up to this moment of vulnerability and hopefully character development only to make him run away and lose literally everything that this mini-arc taught him. Surely. SURELY there is a point in time between making a pact with him and like idk the end of season 3 when mammon realises his relationship (platonic, romantic, whatever it is for your MC) with MC is more important than Grimm to him. Not entirely, because that’s a core part of his character, just a point where he realises “hm I’m going to TRY paying Levi back so he stops interrupting me! And try calm down for lucifer so I can spend more time with MC instead of hanging from the ceiling!” Right? RIGHT??!!!?!

We see time and time AGAIN how much he cares for MC (feel free to correct me if I’m wrong, but he’s one of the only 2 brothers who hasn’t directly/intentionally endangered MC and I THINK he was the only one who seemed distraught at their death??? Last one is probs wrong) but he still finds a way to abandon MC every time someone’s shouts “MAMMONNNN” or starts chasing him. Like, bro. I get you’re a wimp with crippling debt but the LEAST you could do is drag MC with you so that they don’t get in trouble instead since he clearly cares for them😞🙏

And him running away being for comedic purposes isn’t even a valid reason for it to happen because there are funny ways for him to NOT just abandon us. 1) he could hide instead. There is a scene I believe is in season 2(?) where he’s in his room with MC, Levi storms in and they hide in his car. Not sure if they made a funny thing out of hiding in a car, but that scene led to Levi saying that he couldn’t smell mammon and meme on calling him a blood hound. Idk about you but I for one certainly har-har’d at that. Plus, hiding would be a nice change of pace from mammons usual running away. Option 2) Mammon could drag us with him??? I don’t play events or devilgram because I’m too lazy and poor for that but I’m like 99% sure that in the main story of OG game, mammon does NOT bring us with him any time he’s running away, which is weird because he’s always yelling that we should be with him cause he’s “our first” (his words not mine obv) but I don’t remember any scenes that he brings us with him when he needs to leave?? I would LOVE to be wrong on that part so please correct me if I’m wrong but I sadly don’t think I am. Option 3) Picture this: mammon gets spooked, screeches because he’s a wuss, he runs away (whether it be from a person, witch, whatever is after him) only to realise: “Wait! I left my favourite person behind! Whoops!” And he runs back and grabs MC (Maybe by the sleeve like a toddler, maybe by the hair, maybe he even princess carries them because yes) that’s it. That’s the whole thing. Mammon drags/carries MC after forgetting them. You could even expand on that and have him apologise for it, or get all flustered and deny he forgot MC, or act all proud like he saved MC as if he isn’t the reason MC is in danger or was left behind in the first place MMMITS SO GOOD SOLMARE FEED ME

All I’m asking is for solmare to PLEASE let us have a long, well-written and intimate moment with mammon that isn’t interrupted, or if it is he TAKES US WITH HIM or COMES RIGHT BACK FOR US when he runs away. I beg

PS this isn’t proof read any imperfections are just part of the masterpiece or smthn. Ty for coming to my ted talk

#obey me solmare #obey me mammon #solmare im gnawing at the bars of the enclose you locked me in #let me out #don’t you hate it when creators mischaracterise their own characters #because they’re too lazy or lack understanding #probably both when it comes to obey me #the inconsistencies in EVERYTHING in this game go crazy. you go try figure out the timeline. I dare you. it’s not for the weak #mammon I’m going insane I need him so bad #imagine he was being chased by debt collectors and they took us for ransom because he left us behind. i guarantee that has or will happen #if he doesn’t stop abandoning us that is #I need help I’m so down bad #MAMMON MY LOVE

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kanene-yaaay · 1 year

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The mistake(s)

Kanene’s notes: Summary of this fic:

Teru: I am evil I am mean I know no mercy I am the master of teases.

Mob: *smile*

Teru: I,,,, s,,somft,,

Warnings: None. This is just a cute tickle fanfic with Lee!Mob and Ler!Teru. Can be viewed as platonic or romantic. Around 2.000 words.

[~*~]

Watching that movie was a mistake.

Except for the part where Teruki got bored with the plot holes - which, together with the roterist's lazy shortcuts to get all the movie's conflicts resolved in less than ten minutes, ignoring completely that they still had 45 minutes left of story to tell, created the perfect setting to enjoy some procrastinating time with a good company - and decided he absolutely needed to stretch himself across Shigeo's lap, looking at him with the corner of his eye to see if he perceived any kind of discomfort with him by the other.

Shigeo's attentive and neutral eyes turned down to watch him back. "Do you want to watch something else?"

The lack of anything but mild curiosity that painted his tune made Teru relax, slightly adjusting himself to be more comfortable and smiling nonchalantly while focusing again at the screaming protagonist on the screen. "Nah. It's fine."

"Ok."

It was calm, the silence that bathed them. Teru felt more than saw the other's hand hovering above his head. Although he didn't allow himself to externally react to it.

"Teruki." He hummed in reply, laziness already beginning to fog his brain and trying to coach him to sleep. He kind of wanted to finish watching the movie with Shigeo, though. "Can I touch your hair?"

"Uh, sure. Go for it."

So, watching that movie was a mistake. Not because it was bad or poorly made. Not because Mob's careful but still very present touch combing his hair made him feel so relaxed and boneless he was afraid he would slip from the couch at any moment. Not even because he realized how... soft this moment was, how soft Shigeo was, even when their first contact, when Teru's first contact with him was much more aggressive and unkind than what he was being shown now.

No, none of these were the reason for the incorrigible mistake that was made that day.

Actually, the moment Teruki realized that something was happening it was already too late to intervene.

Because the scene was already playing on the screen.

Not any scene.

A tickle scene.

And Teru made the mistake of looking up at Shigeo at this exact moment.

His friend was still concentrating on the movie, hand still playing with his hair and... the corner of his mouth was turned upwards. He was smiling.

That was when Teru realized two things:

1. He has never seen Mob laugh or giggle.

2. He really, really needed to be the reason of his smile.

The question slipped before he could think too much about it.

“Are you ticklish, Mob?”

Maybe it was because of his way-too-casual tune, or because the calm moment made Shigeo lower his barriers, but the answer jumped from the tip of Mob’s tongue before he even realized it.

“Yes.”

The blonde could easily notice how, even before the word was completely out, Shigeo realized the trap he was walking into, turning to look at him with alarmed eyes, so Teru didn’t waste too much time. With a predatory grin his fingers jumped to his sides, dancing and scratching from left to right, up and down, effectively searching and finding any and every weak spot where he could latch on and prevent the other from even thinking in payback before he managed to pull at least a single stray giggle.

His worries were, however, unfounded, since the moment the Kageyama’s wide eyes noticed his attack, his entire body tried to curl on itself, arms hugging his torso and legs trying and failing to go up to protect his middle due Teru still being laid on them.

And then, Mob began to shake.

Teru’s fingers faltered, an unpleasant cold fear suddenly appearing on his mind, the fear that he was too rough, too sudden, too close. That he went too far, overstepped his friend’s boundaries and just made the strongest person he ever known cry for a stupid personal desire.

His eyes then ran to the other’s face, hands still hovering in the air, when he saw it.

Shigeo’s cheeks were puffed out, his eyes were closed, his previous smile now much bigger stretching along his face.

Teru blinked, a bit stunned. The shaking had stopped.

Hm.

He experimentally brought his hands back to his friend’s torso, now skittering along his ribs, index fingers lightly drumming on the space between each one while his thumbs drew circles on the highest ones, the tip of his fingers getting dangerously close to his highest ribs.

Shigeo began shaking again, shoulders jumping up and down just the slightest amount (Teru was sure that if they weren’t that close, he wouldn’t even realize) and small huffs and puffs of air that sounded suspiciously close to muffled yelps made the blonde realize with delight that Shigeo wasn’t just shaking, he was beaming due the amount of giggles and belly laughter he was trying to hide.

That piece of knowledge made his smirk come back at full force, his tickles getting more enthusiastic with this revelation. Now, that just won’t do.

“Come on, Kageyama, you can’t keep them inside forever.” A snort escaped from his tight pressed lips, body swaying a bit to the left when Teruki’s efforts began walking in the direction of his armpits.

Seeing his reaction, the blond decided he wanted to be mean, so he taunted the other by tapping his fingers right on the border of his armpits, just light enough to send tickly tingles where he touched, nerves buzzing with the prospect that he could strike at any moment.

“See? That is already one. You just need to free the rest of them! Let all the high pitched giggles, embarrassing squeaks, cute snorts and melodious laughter come tumbling right out. I promise I won’t break your serious guy façade to everyone we know.”

His teases were accompanied by a couple of pokes to the tickle spot, which made Shigeo duck his head and try to press his mouth on his shoulder, his low, quiet reactions being successfully hidden with it, his bounces getting stronger with the (honestly unfair) mix of silly tickles and taunting teases.

Suddenly, Teru had an idea. It was a risky bet, more than anything. But it could work.

He kept the flow of pokes, slowly increasing the speed bit by bit. “Bet you will feel much better once they’re all out,” Poke. Poke. Poke poke. Poe poke poke. “don’t you think? To just let it go and laugh and laugh and laugh.” Pokepokepokepokepokepoke.

Mob didn’t answer, the sensation and words making him want to both crawl off his skin (Teru wasn’t even full tickling him yet, how such soft touch could be so maddening-) and not laugh so they could extend that playful moment for longer.

Teru let out his best impression of an evil snicker, lifting himself just a bit more and...

His mouth was now close to Shigeo’s ears.

Perfect.

“Unless you want me to tickle it all out of you.”

As soon as the words filled the room, his hands dug on the armpits, vibrating and unmercifully attacking the so-protected tickle spot with plenty of scratches and scribbles while he blowed weakly at the - now completely red - ears, hoping his assumption that they were ticklish was right and he wasn’t just making a fool of himself.

A surprised and surprisingly loud, high pitched wheeze was his answer and, before the silence could stretch across the room, a waterfall of sounds followed it. Snorts, yelps, squeaks, squeals, titters and an adorably adorable hiccuped laughter began flowing freely from the one with raven hair and they filled every inch of the room, stunning the blonde so much that he almost ceased his attack.

Instead, he pried his hands from under Mob’s arms and shot them upwards, targeting the, as it seems, incredibly and awfully sensitive spot right behind Shigeo’s ears, letting them dance and draw senseless forms on them, skittering the shells and sometimes letting the tickles slip a bit too close to his neck.

A pure and warm delight exploded on his chest when he watched how such a simple thing made Mob throw his head backwards, not even bothering to try to hide the low and fast giggles that spilled in flocks from him, shoulders still bouncing and trying - even if halfheartedly - to press on his ears and save them from the unfair and unexpected attack.

“So your ears really are ticklish.” It wasn’t even a tease now, Teru was so lost in the realization that this was laughter, this was his serious friend, this was the strongest person in the universe laughing and enjoying himself, this was his attentive friend giggling uncontrollably and non stop because of a few silly tickly tickles, that he even forgot to add that snarky, taunting tune in his words, just letting the fun of the moment carry both of them away.

“Yes.” The word was almost unrecognizable when said in between so many titters. Teru’s hands began to explore his neck, tap-tap-tapping non stop from the spot right under his chin to his shoulders, creating tickly, tingly paths wherever he went and Mob knew that the spot wasn’t even that ticklish in the first place, but in this moment it didn’t fail to fish plenty of squeaky yelps from him. His hands shot to hold the sleeves of Teru’s shirt, not really pulling them away. “Teheheru. It t-tihihickles.”

And that was the exact moment Teruki Hanazawa realized he had made an incorrigible mistake.

Because now he wouldn’t ever, ever be able to live without listening at least once again to his name being said in between those bouncy giggles and huffed titters.

Or without seeing that gigantic smile taking over Shigeo’s face. Or the way his cheeks were still puffed out even though the laughter kept falling and filling the air. Or the way the tip of his ears were starting to be painted in a lovely shade of red. Or how low and silly his laughter was. Or how...

Oh.

Teru was the one who walked straight to a trap here, wasn’t he?

He felt his grin turning into something much more soft than playful, and tried to pull his smirk again, not being sure if he was successful or not. Fortunately enough, Mob still didn’t open his eyes or he would, without doubt, see the shine that took over his gaze.

“It is supposed to tickle, Kageyama. This is the whole deal here, you know?” He snickered in amusement, lowering his arms to give the boy’s knees a few experimental squeezes, being gifted with a snort at every single one. “But, I must say, I didn’t think you would be so, so ticklish. Maybe we should change your nickname from Mob to Giggle Storm.” Teru wormed one hand to under his knees, slightly pinching the sensitive skin there while the other one kept squeezing the kneecap, the mix of soft and rough tickles creating a stronger hiccuped laughter and low, high pitched giggles, as if to prove his words. “Or maybe Hiccup King, it would be very fitting, right?”

Mob only shook his head, heat flooding across his entire face, body starting to get too tired to keep his beaming and tears beginning to gather in the corner of his eyes. A couple of squeaks escaped from his lips and he tried, once again, to curl his torso, resting his forehead on Hanazawa, who was still on his legs.

A privileged position that the blonde didn’t even think twice before fully exploiting. Shigeo could only get a glimpse of Teru taking a deep breath before shoving his face on his stomach and giving him a huge raspberry.

Another loud, wheezing sound briefly floated in the air before being cut and replaced by full silent belly laughter, one or two hiccups appearing here and there before the one with raven hair fell again in silence.

When the maddening, tickly vibrations were over - even if the buzzing kept dancing across his torso and making the other spots tickle in empathy - Mob put his hands on the other’s shoulders and pushed it away, his arms feeling more wobbly and noodly than normal, as if he had just went through another exercise from the Body Improvement Club. Teru took a look at the few tears running on his cheeks and the gigantic smile on his lips before chuckling and ceasing his attack.

For a moment, they just stayed like that. Shigeo taking deep breaths and slowly stopping the flow of quiet titters that remained dancing around them. Teruki realized that the movie had ended a long time ago.

"Uh, sorry if I went too far. Just... It really looked like you were having fun." The playful tease left his grin before he even realized it.

"I was." The certitude in his tune, the direct way he didn't even seem phased by the whole tickle attack and tease he just received beyond a light redness taking over his cheeks and a smile still adorning his face... Mob was really something else.

In his place, Teru would probably still be a mess of peals of laughter and pleas of mercy. Actually, cross that, his soul would have flown away from his body the moment he received that raspberry.

"I don't mind being tickled. It's fun."

"Heh." Teru's smile got even bigger, losing somewhat its smirk, sincerity dripping freely in his tune. "That is cute."

Mob considered his words, not saying anything to agree or disagree to it.

A comfortable silence fell on them once more.

"I also don't mind getting revenge."

"Ah- wAIT-"

#kanene's fanfic #Lee!Mob #MP100 tickling #MP100 tickles #Ler!Teruki #kanene's fic #Mob pyscho 100 tickles #Mob pyscho 100 tickling #Ticklish!Shigeo #I don't think Mob would be unmerciful or too rough with his revenge but I LOVE to imagine Teru just #being EXTREMELY weak for any kind of tickling. Mob will literally give his knee a single one (1) squeeze and da boi will be DYING #Full of 'nononono' and 'i will do anything' and crumbling on the floor #Ler!Teru #my dry eyes are hurting like hell but I really wanted to finish this.#I 100% can see Mob teasing by pretending he isn't tickling the person or giving genuine compliments about the person's laugh smile etc #also another random image that was in my mind as I wrote this fic:#Mob and Teru being all soft and cute cuddling and being lazy on the couch #while Shou and Ritsu are almost throwing hands on Ritsu's room because Shou pranked him again and when Ritsu pUT HIS HANDS ON HIM-#The contrast is just so fun to me #peace and love on planet earth #<3

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