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fluffyweeby · 1 year
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I request you draw your favorite ship :)
That’s a pretty weird thing to request but shure!
If I would have to say what’s my favourite ship is I would say
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THE UNSINKABLE BLACK PEARL THAT WAS DRAGGED TO THE DEPTHS BY THE KRAKEN AND…
No but in all seriousness that was a hard one to decide 😅. Right now what I’m most obsessed about are Tighnari and Cyno but I wanted to draw something new and I realised I’ve never made any EraserMic even though I’m obsessed with them to the point I sometimes forget they r not canonically married. 😂
So I hope you’ll enjoy it (and know the anime that this is from 😅) and thank you so much for the request it was really a lot of fun to make! I wish you a late Merry Christmas and not late Happy New Year!!💜🎄✨
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tastybluesprite · 8 months
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The introverted gamers secret weakness
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I just finished this anime today! It’s soooo cute. I knew I had to write something for lee!Yamada asap because how could I not? He’s literally so precious someone protect this man😭❤️
Warnings: Contains tickling so if that’s not your thing just scroll along! :)
Summery: Akane wants to know if Yamada has any weaknesses. Luckily Eita knows him pretty well.
Normally they’d be at their own homes when playing “Forest of Savior” so Akane was surprised when Eita Sasaki had invited her over to Akito Yamadas house. Did Yamada even agree to it? If he did it seemed a bit out of character for someone like him. He seemed perfectly comfortable playing in separate spaces.
After Akane cleared things up with Eita that Yamada was ok with it, she felt more confident.
I cant believe I’ll get to see Yamada play in person she thought to herself. After getting ready, she finally headed towards his house. Eita opened the door for her.
“Akanecchi!!!”
“Rurihime!!!” She exclaimed back with excitement. “Akanecchi how exiting is this? We get to play together for real instead of just in the game! Did you bring your laptop?”
Akane nodded, “Yep!!! Right here!”
Eita led her in to Yamadas room. He was already at his desk and logged in. He turned when he heard her enter and gave a small wave, which she returned with a “Hello Yamada!”
She set up her laptop on a little table and logged into the game, along with Eita who borrowed a laptop to bring. They did some level grinding and hunting (although Yamada still wouldn’t let her hunt with him T^T). Soon they started to do some boss battles.
“Hey Yamada, Eita, want to see who can defeat the boss first?” Akane proposed, with a competitive tone in her voice. Eita grinned, “What a great idea Akanecchi!!! What do you say Yamada?”
Yamada considered it for a moment. “Alright.”
And so they began to see who could take down the bosses first. Akane tried her best, Eita was really amazing, but Yamada… well he pretty much led the whole thing. He defeated the boss within a couple minutes.
“What the heck?! Yamada how did you do that?!” Akane cried. “Are you even human?”
Eita couldn’t help but laugh, “Yamada is an extremely talented gamer he’s pretty famous for a reason.”
“I want a rematch!” Akane cried. She didn’t want to give up. She wanted to show Yamada that she could win. “Ok.” Was all he said before they dived back into another boss fight.
Sure enough he beat them all again. Leaving Akane and Eita in the dust. “Yamada seriously are you even human? That’s as a really hard boss and you beat it in only five minute at least! Do you even have a weakness??” She ranted in exasperation.
“Of course he does!” Eita told her with a smirk. Although he was faced in the opposite direction to his computer monitors, Yamada raised an eyebrow at this. What was Eita planning?
Akane however grinned. This was information she couldn’t help being curious about. “What may that be Eita?” She asked.
Eita paused for suspense. “He’s pretty ticklish. Aren’t you Akito Yamada?”
As soon as he said this they both saw Yamada flinch visibly. He seemed to be conflicted between running away and staying to continue playing. After the boss fight he merely went back to hunting.
“Wait what??? really? The stoic, quiet, and famous Yamada is ticklish?”
“Yes Akanecchi! You can try it out if you’d like.” Eita knew exactly what he was doing.
Yamada turned his head towards them “Please don’t.”
“But why not Yamada? It’s just tickling after all? You could totally handle it!” He leaned in from his spot on the floor and gave a quick poke to his side. Although faint, a hitching sound escaped his mouth.
Once he realized where this was going, he decided his safety was more important than the game. He yanked off his headset, got up from his chair, and attempted to back away from the pair. Before he could make his escape however, Eita lunged his weight at Yamada and made him fall back to his bed.
As soon as he was down Eita quickly straddled him, and began sinking his fingers into his sides, knowing he should start out easy as to not tire him out too quickly.
“W-wahait!” A slight huff of a giggle escaped as he attempted to protest. But he decided to glue his mouth shut as he grabbed Eitas wrists to try and pull his hands away.
“Awww why are you hiding your sweet adorable giggles? Don’t you want to show Akane that your not just a really cold and disconnected person? That your really a big softie at heart?” Eitas teasing nearly caused him to break, but he grew extremely red.
“Cmon Akito~ Let’s show Akanecchi~”
He suddenly began raking his fingers at Yamadas ribs roughly, and that was the breaking point.
“N-nohohoho! Plehehease!!!” He let out soft giggles. It was so adorable, Akane heart began to squeeze. His giggles were light, breathy, and even child like. It didn’t match his personality at all. “Yamada I didn’t know you could laugh like that.” She said with some shock in her voice.
“He can laugh much louder than that! Only if you get a really good spot…” He suddenly shoved his hands right passed his arms, even though they were clenched to his side, and began digging into his underarms.
Yamada didn’t expect such an intense sensation, and he let out a noise that he didn’t even know he could make. A squeal.
“E-HEheheHIHtahaha wAHAiHt!!” Now actually laughing, it was uncontrollable. He kicked his feet behind Eita.
Akane grew curious and grabbed a flying foot. She began to scribble lightly at his socked soles and he exploded into “un-Yamada-ish” laughter.
“AHAKAHANE!!!” He cried, trying to kick his feet from out of her grip. He nearly escaped it but she caught his ankle in an arm hold and kept scribbling all the more faster.
Sweet laughter that they never heard from him before until now, filled the room. As much as he squirmed around under Eita, he wouldn’t budge. Soon his laughter grew panicky and even a little tired and Eita stopped his attack, signaling Akane to stop as well.
After he got off Yamada, they watched as he lay there for a moment, his chest moving quickly as he attempted to catch his breath.
“Th-that was c-cruel….” He huffed.
“Sorry Yamada…” Akane told him. “I hope we weren’t too much.”
There was a silence. Then.
“It’s ok I guess.” He then simply got up and walked back to his desk, resuming his game like nothing happened. Akane thought he was likely mad, but she noticed as he was headed to his game chair, that he had a slightly more relaxed and refreshed expression on his face. She could tell Eita noticed also and they both grinned at one another.
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horizonvn · 6 months
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Waaah im back!! I got a lil scared cuz some mutuals found me from irl and stopped posting and deleted cuz well
I got shy
Im really into mha now so ill be posting some of that!! Feel free to request tk art aswell
Im not in many fandoms like at all but ill still draw if you got requests, preferably only anime or cartoon requestsss i dont watch anything else really
(For those who dont remember or care, i am a tickle blog, ‼️‼️‼️completely sfw,‼️‼️‼️ though!! I just find the aspect downright adorable)
My name is horizon. Any pronouns are fine, though i have a he him pref!!
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Anyways, some erasermic tks because why not <3 (aizawa looks a lil wonky ik waah))
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beckbombergirl · 2 months
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Zombie Ming Saga
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Ming Lee meets the Zombie Land Saga crew (Lily gets replaced by Ming lmfao)
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emeraldeyes23 · 1 year
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For the Yut Lung enthusiasts✨
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Banana Fish (supervising) anime director Ayumi Yamada (山田 歩) drew this amazing art of Yut Lung for New Year’s 2023✨
Sorry for posting it so late!
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romancemedia · 4 months
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Highlights of 2023 - My Top Couples
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helloitsghost · 10 months
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Merry surprise thank you for dealing with my shit for 2 years🥲
@giggly-squiggily this is for u :D
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It’s ur girls :3 they were really fun and cute to draw and yes this is the surprise I told u bout jsjfjsjfje
And I will say yuzuhira did give me a tumor with her clothes and hair but we figured it out😭 but yeah looking at their personalities I couldn’t help but imagine yuzuhira just sneaking up on sabito with some tks >:3
Me being sappy under the cut here
I gotta say fr tho thank you really for just being an amazing friend to me and getting me introduced to this amazing platform on tumblr and just everything ur such a kind amazing funny person who o love to talk to and u give great advice
Especially for my high schooler bullshit💀
I love talking bout the most random shit with u like fandoms pets or even idfk pancakes😭 it’s always so fun talking to you so I wanted to give you this to show u how much u mean to me
Stay awesome otherwise it’s homophobic/j
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bbaenghee · 11 days
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Geonu - Youth
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svtbz · 1 year
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tripleS lq icons ‹3
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burningablaze · 1 year
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EraserMic Family - A Nice Monster
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A/N: @made-by-jade-222 , you're my favorite writer and I’m so glad you're back. You made your stories feel so special and made me feel happy. My favorite stories that you used to write was EraserMic family and I really loved those stories so I thought up this fic that reminded me of you. Maybe when you get around and get a chance to read this, I want to let you know that you feel special to me 💖
Summary: Eri wakes up from a nightmare and runs to her daddy and papa. Aizawa and Yamada did everything they could to comfort their baby except for one method. A method that will always gets her to smile and ready to go back to sleep again.
Lers: Yamada and Aizawa
Lee: Eri
Words: 960
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Eri stirred in her sleep, her face contorted in fear. She murmured something unintelligible, and her body shook as if she was trying to escape something. It seemed that Eri was having a nightmare, her subconscious mind struggling with some unseen terror.
Suddenly, Eri awoke from her nightmare with a start. Tears began streaming down her face as she realized the dream's terror was not absolute. She felt overwhelmed with emotion and began to cry, her body shaking with each sob. She was filled with a sense of relief that it was only a dream, but the fear it had caused still lingered.
She quickly got off her bed and sprinted out of her room. She was eager to get to her dad and papa's room. Tears streamed down her face as she called out to her parents. “Daddy! Papa!” She shouted, her voice echoing down the hallway. She was eager to get to them, to be in their arms, and have them comfort her.
Eri burst into her parent's room and found Aizawa and Yamada sitting comfortably on the bed, seemingly minding their own business. Upon seeing Eri, they quickly dropped whatever they were doing and got worried, as she looked so scared.
“Eri, sweetheart, what happened?” Yamada asked. Eri began to cry again and ran up to their bed. She crashed into Aizawa’s arms and sobbed in his chest. He gently tried to comfort her, saying, “Hey, hey, hey, it’s alright, Eri. It’s okay.” His words seemed to have a calming effect on her, but she was still shaken up.
Aizawa asked, "What happened, Eri?" Eri wiped her face and sniffled before responding. "I had a really bad dream. You and Papa were gone. I thought something happened to you, and I got scared," She said.
Yamada frowned as he gently rubbed Eri's back. His voice was full of love and compassion as he spoke. "I'm so sorry that happened to you, honey. We love you so much, Eri, and we will never leave you. You are so important to us, and we will always be here for you."
He kissed Eri on the forehead and held her along with Aizawa until she stopped crying. With a final hug and a gentle smile, he let her go and looked into her eyes. “How’re you feeling?” Yamada asked.
“A little better,” Eri said. “Will you be able to go back to sleep tonight?” Aizawa asked. “I don’t know. I’m still scared.” Eri trembled. She was still afraid to go back to sleep after experiencing a dreadful dream.
Yamada snapped his fingers after he thought up of an idea. “How about we tell you a story about a monster who can protect you while you sleep?” He suggested. Eri tilted her side. “A monster?” “Yeah, and he’s a nice monster, too,” Aizawa added.
“What kind of monster?” Eri asked. Yamada gave her a sly smile. “It’s a special monster,” He said. “It only comes out when you’re really scared.” “Here,” Aizawa picked her up and adjusted Eri to lay on her back against his belly. “This kind of monster uses a special technique to get laughing if your sad.”
“What kind of monster is he, daddy?” Eri asked. “He’s the tickle monster!” Yamada shouted out of nowhere and started to tickle her sides, making her giggle. Eri squealed with laughter as Yamada tickled her. "Ehehehehehehehehe papahahahaha!" She said between laughs and curled her arms against her sides.
“And the tickle monster had decided to come to visit!” Aizawa joined his husband to tickle Eri. She wiggled side to side when she felt fingers fluttering against her belly.
“Ehehehehehehehe it tihihihihickles!” Eri squealed. “He tickles you under here,” Yamada tickled Eri under her arms. “Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!”
“He tickles you over here,” Aizawa scratched her sides. “Ehehehehehehehehe nohohohohoho!”
“He tickles you all sorts of places just to get you laughing and squirming all over the place until you feel all better!” Yamada taunted Eri as he continued to dug his fingers into her underarms.
“Papahahahahahahahaha! Ahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!” Eri kicked her legs and rolled around, filling the room with the sound of her sweet laughter.
Yamada gasped. “I know another good place to tickle!” He scooted down the bed and grabbed hold of one of Eri’s ankles. “Your cute little feet!”
“Not my feheheheet, papahahahaha!” She cried as she tried to pull her leg away from one of the tickle monsters, but the other tickle monster pulled her back down and tickled her tummy.
“You're not going anywhere, little miss! Not until I had my fill!” Aizawa said playfully. He kept her on his lap while Yamada skittered his fingers all over Eri’s foot. “Ehehehehehehehehe nohohohohoho! Daddyehehehe! Papahahahahaha! Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!”
Eri kicked her leg to get her papa to let go, but Yamada got a tight grip and tickled her toes. “Deliver the final blow, Shouta!” He encouraged. Aizawa smirked and lifted Eri’s pajama shirt to blow a deadly raspberry. His stubble made it worse.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA DADDYEHEHEHE!” Eri shrieked and tried to push Aizawa’s head away, but it was no use. She didn’t have enough strength to make him stop, and he was a lot stronger than her.
After the two tickle monsters had enough of torturing their daughter, the three of them snuggled closely together. Eri gave a loud and long yawn. “Looks like our little sleepyhead is tired,” Yamada said as he pushed a strand of hair out of her face. Aizawa yawned as well. “I hate contiguous yawns. Yeah, I’m tired as well. Eri can sleep with us for tonight.”
Eri had already fallen asleep before Aizawa noticed and turned off his lamp. “Hmph, goodnight, baby girl.” He and Yamada got comfortable in their bed and ensured Eri was safe and sound asleep.
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e-van-halen · 2 years
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same people different timelines
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mei-youmeworld · 7 months
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tripleS
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vex91 · 2 months
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TripleS Masterlist
(f) - fluff, (a) - angst, (af) - angst + fluff (s) - smut
Kim Yooyeon:
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Koma Mayu:
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Zhou Xinyu:
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Kim Nakyoung:
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Park Sohyun:
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Seo Dahyun:
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Hsu Nien Tzu:
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Yoon Seoyeon:
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Kamimoto Kotone:
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Kim Chaeyeon:
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Gong Yubin:
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Lee Jiwoo:
Nothing yet...
Yamada Kaede:
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Park Shion:
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Kawakami Lynn:
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Jeong Hyerin:
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Jeong Hayeon:
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Kim Soomin:
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Kwak Yeonji:
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Joobin:
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OT20:
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airbendertendou · 3 months
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valentine’s day!! my time to shine <3
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august-anon · 1 year
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War on Christmas -- Squealing Santa 2022
My @squealing-santa​ gift is ready, and it is for the very very cool @a-fluffer-nutter​! From your BNHA ship list I went with EraserMic, and had lots of fun with your prompt of "The pairing celebrating Christmas or the holidays. Opening presents turns to chaos!" Though, it wound up being more post-gift opening/cleaning up chaos in the end. I hope you enjoy!
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Fandom: BNHA
Ship(s): EraserMic
Characters (lee/ler): Switch!Aizawa/Switch!Yamada
Word Count: 1501 words
Summary: Hizashi and Aizawa get a little sidetracked while cleaning up the post-gift opening mess.
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Christmas in the Aizawa-Yamada home was turning out a bit more chaotic that year, compared to the celebrations of the past.
While Hitoshi had seemed perfectly content to sleep in until late in the morning, a boy after Shouta’s own heart, the combined energy and excitement from Hizashi and Eri had the whole household up when the sun had barely cleared the horizon. From there, the morning was a blur of messy breakfast, wrapping paper, and sparkly bows.
Now, they finally had a moment of quiet.
The moment Eri had opened her last, largest gift and found a pink, sparkly tricycle inside, Shouta knew it was over. While she would never demand it herself, they could all see how much she was itching to take it out for a ride, snowy lawns and icy sidewalks be damned. Hitoshi, perhaps seeing the exhaustion in Shouta’s eyes, or maybe just wanting to get out of the house because of the flirtatious looks Hizashi kept shooting him, didn’t hesitate to offer to take her out for a ride.
And then it was just the two of them, finally having a moment of privacy, getting to enjoy each other’s company… if it weren’t for the mess.
For so many years, when it had just been the two of them, there had always been so little to clean up. A few pieces of wrapping paper here, a handful of dishes there, and then the house was clean once more. Now, however, their living room was covered in brightly colored foil paper, all ripped to shreds. The dishwasher and sink were overflowing with dishes from cookie baking, large dinners, and sweet breakfasts. The coffee table was covered in frosting and edible glitter from Eri’s (and, admittedly, Hizashi’s) efforts. The house looked like Christmas had exploded, and not in a fun, festive way, and Shouta decided that that certainly wouldn’t do. 
So, despite all Hizashi’s whining for attention, Shouta moved on to cleaning. They had plenty of time for Hizashi’s dramatic forms of affection later. Right now, Shouta wanted to be able to see the floor.
And then, as Shouta tried to gather up some of the stray pieces of colorful paper scattered around the tree, he felt something hit him in the back of the head. Looking down, Shouta saw a balled-up scrap of wrapping paper.
“You’re supposed to be cleaning,” Shouta said, raising an unimpressed eyebrow. “Not making more of a mess.”
Hizashi gave him an innocent look. “I don’t know what you mean, Sho.”
Shouta narrowed his eyes. Fine. Two could play at that game. Instead of immediately retaliating, Shouta only huffed and turned back to his own trash bag, shoving the balled-up paper inside and continuing to clean. He heard Hizashi let out a quiet sigh on the other side of the room and the rustle of him continuing to clean. That was when Shouta struck.
Quickly, he balled up several scraps of paper, doing his best to make it look like he was only trying to make the trash fit better. Then, he took his arsenal and chucked one directly at the back of Hizashi’s head. Hizashi yelped and whirled around, a hand raising up to where the paper hit him as he gave Shouta a startled look. Shouta smirked, throwing a second balled-up scrap and nailing Hizashi directly in the forehead.
“Oh, you’re on Sho!”
Shouta scoffed, wider grin tugging at his mouth. “I may not have started this fight, but I’ll certainly finish it.”
And then the room became a whirlwind of bright, flying paper. They had bought the pretty, decorative kind this year, for Eri and Hitoshi’s first holiday with them, which meant they were both likely to be shampooing glitter out of their head for weeks. Shouta wondered if they would ever get it out of the carpet.
Hizashi laughed the whole time, loudly and easily, dodging sloppily (despite the fact that Shouta knew he could do better than that, they were Pro Heroes after all) but throwing with alarming accuracy. Shouta, on the other hand, didn’t hold back. He was much more suited for this kind of war than Hizashi, with his skillset as an Underground Hero, but when he finally cracked, barking out a laugh when he accidentally knocked Hizashi’s glasses right off his face, he started to get a bit sloppy himself. There was a sort of fun in that too, not aiming to be perfect the whole time. It was a game, after all. A silly bit of fun. He could afford to not be perfect.
He would still win, anyway.
At least, he would have, if Hizashi wasn’t a dirty rotten cheat. With a battle cry, Hizashi broke from his side of the room, pelting a laughing Shouta with wrapping paper ball after wrapping paper ball as he charged, eventually tackling Shouta down to the ground.
“Hey!” Shouta snapped, trying his best to sound authoritative despite the lingering laughter in his tone. “Get off!”
Hizashi only laughed, pressing his weight further onto Shouta. Shouta scoffed and reached up, grasping around for one of the wrapping paper balls to shove down Hizashi’s shirt. Hizashi gasped in faux-offense.
“I’ve won, and you’re still trying to sabotage me?”
Shouta let out a grunt. “You didn’t win, you filthy cheat, you– ah!”
Shouta’s arm shot down in defense, but it was too late. Hizashi’s devious fingers were already buried in the hollow underneath his arm, scribbling and scrabbling away at the sensitive skin. Shouta bit out a curse, scrunching up his face and squirming underneath Hizashi in a half-hearted escape attempt.
Hizashi gasped in faux-offense. “Shouta, kitten, you’re accusing me of cheating?”
“Even more-so now,” Shouta ground out, refusing to give Hizashi the satisfaction of his ticklish laughter so easily.
“Why, kitten, I would never.”
Of course, the words were accompanied with Hizashi immediately darting forward and burying his face in Shouta’s sensitive neck, so clearly he wasn’t doing a very good job of defending his own actions. Shouta knew he should’ve grabbed his capture scarf off the hook in their bedroom that morning, just in case, because now without it, Shouta had nothing to block Hizashi from nibbling and nuzzling and huffing out breaths that unfortunately sent Shouta squealing.
Hizashi huffed a laugh against his neck, which certainly didn’t help Shouta’s predicament. “Wow, Sho. I think that’s a new record, huh?” He blew a quick raspberry against one of Shouta’s weak points. “That may be the fastest I ever got you to laugh, huh?”
Shouta had never been a man of many words, so he figured a simple “Fuck you!” would suffice as a reply.
But, Shouta realized, with Hizashi’s new focus on one of Shouta’s weaker points, his fingers were less focused and intense, fumbling and half-hearted as Hizashi sought out better reactions with new methods. Shouta had control of his arms again. And Hizashi had far more weak points than he did.
Shouta’s hands shot out, wrapping his arms around Hizashi’s back and rolling them over, scratching his fingers in-between Hizashi’s ribs as they went. Hizashi shrieked, barking out a loud laugh, tilting his head back with the force of it. Shouta shrugged his shoulders up to try and rub the remaining ticklish feeling away (and keep Hizashi from getting any more ideas).
“Not fair!” Hizashi cried out through his laughter.
Shouta raised an eyebrow. “Not fair? It wasn’t me who brought tickling into this, Zashi.”
Hizashi twisted underneath him, probably trying to get leverage to throw him off, but Shouta wouldn’t allow that. He pushed Hizashi back down, planting his legs firmly on either side of Hizashi’s hips, and finally enacted his true revenge. 
His fingers jumped from tickle spot to tickle spot, wiggling and spidering and scratching as swiftly as they could. Hizashi wailed in response, his laughter going near-hysterical as his senses were overloaded, not being able to keep up with how quickly Shouta was switching spots. His hands were always two steps behind in defense, never knowing where to jump next to stop Shouta.
It was a good thing Shouta knew how much he loved this. Otherwise he might actually feel bad about the tears of mirth slowly building up in Hizashi’s eyes.
And then the front door burst open, revealing their two children, both seemingly far too energetic for having been sloshing through slush and snow for the better part of an hour. Shouta halted in his attack, opening his mouth to greet them even as he started to remove himself from Hizashi’s waist, when he was tackled back to the ground himself. Shouta shot Hizashi a glare, wishing the kids were still outside so he could spit out a curse or two at being so sloppy in his own defense. Hizashi winked at him, then turned his beaming smile on their children.
“Hey, wanna see what Sho looks like when he really smiles?”
Maybe family tickle fights would become another one of their new Christmas traditions, after this year.
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sunricgod · 1 year
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vance : if walking on water was possible, would you do it with or without shoes?
bruce : ....
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bruce : your mind fascinates me. it's scary, but it's fascinating. the universe stopped making men like you. i love you.
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