#this is literally my first time writing a tickle fic lmao

[sleepyemoxd]

Why in the Flippity Heck Would I be Scared of You?

Summary: Moon still has trouble believing that his brother isn't scared of him

Warnings light angst, fluff, light bondage, tickling

Ler Sun and lee Moon

(madcatderpydrawer gave me permission to use their idea thanks btw)

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"......Y-You're not at all scared of me?..."

The sun animatronic was stunned by his brother's words,

(Why in the flippity heck would I be scared of my own brother???) He thought. He put on an almost completely emotionless face, staring at his brother blankly.

"Moon, I just tackled you to the ground, I'm sitting on your legs with full intent of tickling you into oblivion." He deadpanned.

Moon could feel his inner fans kick in as a blue blush spread across his face.

"I.. I didn't r-realize you were serious a-about that....." He stammered, surprised by his older brother's tone.

Sun grinned happily, giggling at his brother's response.

"Hehe I wasn't!" He chirped, before moving his hands to the other's ribs gently squeezing and spidering the sensitive metal, earning adorable squeaky hiccupy laughter in return.

"Kiiitchy kitchy cooo, does that tickle Moony? Oh I bet it does, just look at you, all squeaky and giggly." He teased, his voice dripping like warm honey as he tickled his little brother to pieces.

"EHEHEHEHEK! N-Nohohoho *hic* S-suhuhunny g-get *hic* ohohoff! NAHAHA Y-You're gohohonna get huhuhurt!" He cried, squirming and wiggling trying to get away from the wiggling fingers.

Sun tilted his head in confusion, (Why is he so worried about hurting me??) Then it struck him, Moon was so worried because he still felt like he was a monster.

Ever since that dumb virus had surfaced and infected his brother's systems Moon had never been the same, even months after the infection he was still terrified of hurting him.

But he decided to play along, switching to his brother's hips gently squishing them.

"Oooh and such lovely little hips you have too.." He crooned.

"EHEHEHEHEK ! S-suhuhunny N-Nahahahao G-GYAHAHA n-nahahaht myhyhy hihips PLEHEHEHEHEASE OHOHO STAHAHAHARS!" He squealed, immediately trying to curl in on himself

"Hehe, my goodness aren't you just the scariest little monster in the whole wide world? Oho yes you are. "

His brother's teasing was making the sensation all the more unbearable.

"NOHOHOHOHO DOHON'T TEHEHEHEASE!" He whined, trying to cover his face out of sheer embarrassment.

"Awwww but Moony, teasing is the the best part, and also....." He gently grabbed his brother's hands, pulling them away from his face before tying the ribbons around his wrists and carefully pulling them back behind his head.

"There! Now you can't hide that adorable lil face of yours. " He giggled, dusting his hands off for dramatic effect.

Moon felt a mix of dread and excitement pool in his stomach, he was now completely at his brother's mercy.

"Hmm, let's see now..." Sun pretended to be in deep thought. "If I recall correctly there was reeeeally itchy spot riiiiiiight...... here." He emphasized 'here' by ever so gently scritching the spot right where his ribs and tummy met.

Moon lost it, practically screaming from the sensation, it tickled SO BAD.

"AYEHEHEHEHEHEHE S-SUHAHAHANNIEHEHEHE ST-STEHEHEHEHEHEHHE!!!"

He screamed, squirming and thrashing desperately to get away, but everywhere his torso went those darned fingers followed.

"Oho goodness, you're just soooo scary I might have to stay here for a little while, to tire you out of course." He purred as he lightened up his attack a bit, not wanting to completely overwhelm his ticklish little monster.... yet.

"Eheheheh, S-suhuhunny plehehehehehehease.."

Sun giggled at his brother's suffering. "Please what gigglemonster?"

"S-sohohomewhere ehelse." He whimpered.

"Ohokay okay, I'll quit being mean, for now at least." He knew Moon had little to no endurance for tickling, but that didn't stop him from absolutely loving it.

Sun slowly walked his fingers down to his brother's tummy and softly traced the sensitive plating in a circular motion, drawing closer and closer to his brother's tummy indent.

"Nnngh ehehe w-wait wahahahahahahait! Ihi thought you said yohou would quit being mehehehehehehean!!" He cried, shaking his head rapidly in panic.

Sun knew how sensitive that spot was!

The yellow bot couldn't help but laugh with him, but pretended to fein innocence.

"I did? Oh, my bad!" He exclaimed before an evil grin decorated his faceplate as he slowly pulled out a few fluffy feathers from a nearby pillow. "I guess I'll have to use some feathers instead!" He twirled them between his fingers in a teasing manner, taking in the horrified expression on his brother's face.

"Oho no, S-sunny don't you dare, Sundrop I-I'm warning you I'll EEK Nohohohohoho Sunehehehehehhe!" Moon tried to threaten him but was immediately cut off by his own laughter, he squirmed and wiggled as he felt a soft fluffy feather circle his dent, brushing closer and closer to that hypersensitive spot.

"Hehe, awhww poor wittle Moony. Just faaar too tickwish for his own good huh?" Sun teased in a baby voice as he continued to circle his brother's tummy indent with that unbearably tickly feather.

Moon squealed and giggled uncontrollably, that dumb feather was barely touching him and yet it was driving him crazy! It tickled so badly!

Sun couldn't help but giggle with him.

"Ooh Mooonnyyy, I'm gonna get your lil tummy dent, I'm goooonnnaaa geeetchaaa." He sang, causing Moon to let out a flustered giggly whine of anticipation.

"N-nohononononohohohoho goho awahahahay! L-lehet me gohohohoho!" He cried as he desperately tried to wriggle away, but Sun was sitting on his legs and his wrists were bound behind his back so his attempts were futile.

"Hehe heeerrree it cooommees!" He wiggled the feather teasingly as it drew dangerously close to the dent in question. The feather finally touched down, swirling endlessly in his little brother's tummy indent.

"Aaa tickle tickle tiiickleee! Cooochie coochie coochie cooo! Awwahawww just look at that smileee, I could just tickle your adorable lil dent aaaaall night! Hmmm, that actually sounds super fun, would ya like that Moony? Would ya like having your cute lil tummy dent tickled all night? Oh I bet you would!"

Moon. Lost. His. Mind.

He practically screamed to high heavens, bucking and thrashing in a desperate attempt to get away as his hysterical laughter echoed throughout their shared room, all the while a low rumbling noise amited from his chest, his tail thrashing like it was on a sugar rush.

The rumbling could only mean one thing....... he was purring.

Of course Sun took notice of this.

"Oh my STARS, Moony are you PURRING?!?!! That is so CUTE! My goodness look at that tail go! Whose my ticklish little monster, that's right, you are!" Sun couldn't help the excited tone in his voice, his brother was just TOO FLIPPING CUTE!

"SSSSUNNIEHEHEHE SHUHUHUHUHUT GGYYAHAHAHHAHAHA SH-SHUHUT UHUHUHUHP! SSSSTAAHAHAHHAAHAWP PLEHEHEHEHEHEHE-HEASE EEEEEEEEHEHEHE!"

Moon tried to plead, though it was more laughter than speech. Despite this, Sun continued to torment his brother's dent, spiraling the feather endlessly around and inside it.

"Hmm, I dunno Moony I could, but gosh you're just soooo intimidating I might consider using two feathers instead." Okay now he was just being mean. One feather was bad enough but TWO?

"NAHAHA-HO NAHAHAT TWOHOHOHOHO, S-SUHUHUNNY PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!!!" Moon tried to protest against this idea.

Buuut much to his dismay Sun pulled out a second feather and dragged it back and forth inside the gap just below his dent, where there were several hypersensitive exposed wires.

"Cooochie coochie cooo Moonyyy, does this tickle?" Sun teased knowing good and well how ticklish his brother's waist was.

Moon probably screeched loud enough to wake the dead. Tears of mirth streamed down his faceplate from laughing so hard.

"EEEEEEEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEE!!!!!! SSSSUNNIEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEE STAHAHA-STAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAWWWPPP PLEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHHEHEHEA M-MEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHERCEHEHEHHEYYYY NAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"

The poor thing couldn't even form words, let alone a proper sentence, all he could do was laugh.

"Thaaat's right, you just laugh you're cute little heart out. Hehe, I guess that's really the only thing you can do at the moment, huh?" He cooed.

Sun kept this up for another minute or two before finally pulling away to give his brother some time to calm down from the merciless attack.

He slowly massaged his little brother's tummy to rid all the ghost tickles before getting off of the other's legs, admiring his flustered, giggly brother.

"Heheh, you still alive Moonpie? I didn't go too far, did I?" He asked in a playful tone, lightly patting his brother's quivering tummy.

The smaller bot panted and wheezed weakly as he tried to calm down.

"Ehehe mehean, y-youhu're soho mean..." He whimpered, still a giggling mess.

Sun gasped dramatically at his brother's comment. "Mean!? Oho now you're gonna get it..." He growled playfully before flipping his brother onto his tummy. "I'll show you mean."

He sat on his brother's ankles and veeerryyy slowly started pulling his slippers off. Moon's eyes widened in horror when he felt cool air hit his feet, immediately trying to pull his feet out of his brother's grasp.

"Oho no, nononono S-suhunny wait! L-let's talk about thiHIS Sunny plehehehehehehease nohot thehehehere!" He cried, looking at his brother with pleading eyes.

Sun only giggled at his brother's plea. "Hehe less talking more laughing Moonycake." With that the sun themed animatronic started gently scribbling up and down his brother's defenseless soles. "Tiiickle tickle tiiickleee little gigglebot~"

I think it's safe to say that Moon absolutely lost his frigging mind.

"NAHAHAHHAHAHHAA STOPSTOPSTOPSTAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAWWWPP PL-PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEASSSEEEE I-I CAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-I CAHAHAHAN'T TAKE IHIHIHIHIT EEEEEEHEHEHEHEKKK!!!"

He cried, shaking his head rapidly all the while screaming out that adorably addictive laughter that Sun could never seem to get enough of.

It tickled so badly! Moon silently cursed his brother for being so good at absolutely decimating him with tickles.

"Awhawwww hehe, theeere you go! Goodness you look like you're having soooo much fuuunn~ I could just tickle these adorable little tootsies aaaall night long."

He teased, relentlessly tormenting the smaller robot's hypersensitive arches before moving downwards to gently scratch and squeeze the glittery pawpads on the balls of his feet.

"Awwwwww, just listen to that laugh, so squeaky and happy. Gosh aren't you just precious oh, and so terribly, horribly ticklish too." He cooed, laughing along with his hysterical brother.

"SSSSUNNIEHEHEHE PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE EEEEEEHEHEHEHEKK M-MEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHERCEHEHEHHEYYYY!!!!"

Sun paused for a moment and rubbed his chin, pretending to think.

"Hmmmmm, maybe, BUT only if tell me that you're not a monster." He purred, slowly drawing random shapes on his brother's soles, throwing the other bot into another fit of uncontrollable giggles. "Well....?"

"N-nnnngh heheheh, o-ohohokay okay I-i'm nohohot a monster..." He giggled out breathlessly.

Sun simply grinned at the other mischievously, causing a sudden feeling of dread to wash over Moon.

"Thank you Moony, now admit that you absolutely love it when I tickle you into oblivion like this." He purred.

Moon let out a flustered squeak, praying that his brother wasn't serious.

"W-wha no S-sunny I-I can't.. I...." The night themed animatronic stumbled over his words, trying to find a way to negotiate with his brother, but it was pointless.

"You don't wanna? Hehe, that's okay, I'll just use these tickly feathers on your little tootsies and toe beans."

Sun turned to look at his brother, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he twirled a couple of feathers between his fingers teasingly.

Moon felt his heart drop, surely Sun wouldn't be THAT mean..... Right?

"Y-you wouldn't!" Sun simply smirked at the other. "You wanna bet?"

With that, Sun started gently tickling his brother's feet with those dastardly soft tools all the while cooing and teasing him endlessly.

"Cooochie coochie coochie coochie cooo, what ticklish wittle feetsies you have Moony!"

The poor thing squeaked and wheezed through his howling laughter as his hypersensitive pawpads were mercilessly attacked. He bucked and thrashed, desperately trying to get away, but it was no use. He was trapped...

"AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHHAHAHHHAAHA S-S-SSSSSTSTAHAHAHAHAHAHA-HAHAHAA!!!! AYYYEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE NAHAHHAHAAHA-HAHHAHAHA GHYAHAHAHAH-AHAHHA PL-PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEAHAHAHAHAH-AAHAHAHA SSSSSAHAHAHAHAAAHHH-HAHAHAHA!!!" The moon animatronic was a frantic mess at this point, it was so overwhelming! The only thing his sensors were able to process was ticklesticklesticklestickles

Sun couldn't help but feel bad for him, he put the feathers down and gently massaged the ghost tickles out of his little brother's feet.

"You okay Moony?" He asked, sincerely this time. Moon gave him a weak nod, too exhausted to do anything else.

The day themed animatronic grinned at the smaller bot, "Good! That means we can keep going! He chirped, before pulling his giggling wreck of a brother onto his lap.

Moon gave him a confused look, "S-suhunny? W-whahat are - What are you doing?" He asked nervously.

Sun's grin morphed into a smirk, "Moony, I said I would stop ONLY if you admitted how much you looovve being tickled!" He chirped happily, while playfully wiggling his fingers just above his brother's tummy.

"Moooonnyyy, Mr.Spider wants to plaayyy!" He sang.

Moon let out a embarrassingly high pitched squeal before burying his faceplate into the other's chest, giggling up a storm.

"Eheheheheyahahaha! N-nahahahahaho no! N-noho spihihidersss!" He whined, shaking his head frantically.

Sun giggled at this, "Hehe yeeesss spiders," He paused for a moment before activating his built in music box. "Hmm, how about a little music? Mr.Spider loooovvess listening to music while he plays~!" He grinned evilly at his brother before continuing. "Can ya guess what his favorite song is?" He purred as the smaller bot in his arms grew increasingly nervous. He knew exactly where this was going.

"S-suhuhunny plehehease nahahat thahaHAT!" He tried to protest as his brother started singing.

"The iiitsy bitsy spiiiider crawled up the water spout~" He began while crawling his fingers up his giggling brother's tummy. When he reached Moon's upper ribs he slowly dragged his fingertips down his whole torso in a zig-zag motion while continuing to sing. "Down came the rain aaand washed the spider out~!"

This caused the smaller bot's laughter to go up an octave as he kicked his legs weakly. (much like a puppy would when getting tummy tickles )

Sun couldn't help but giggle with him. I mean, who wouldn't? He looked so cute when squeaking and giggling like that!

"Hehe oout came the sun and dried up all the rain..." He traced his finger along the middle of his brother's tummy, as if pretending to draw a picture of the sun on his tummy before continuing to crawl his fingers back up his brother's tummy. "Soho the itsy bitsy spiiiider went up the spout.... AGAIN!!"

He immediately went for the kill, drilling his thumbs into his brother's boney hips while bombarding him with raspberry after raspberry on his tummy.

"AAAYYEEEEEHEHEHHEHEHE!!!! NO NONONONO NAHAHAHAHAHAHAOHOHOHOHO SSSSUNNIEEEEEEEHEHEHEHEHE!!!!! PLEASE PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA IHIHIHI GIVE! I GIHIHIHIHIHHIVVVEE OHOH MY STAHAHAHAHAHAHARRRS!!!"

Sun paused his attack for a moment upon hearing this, though still tracing his fingertips up and down the smaller bot's quivering tummy.... waiting.

"Say it Moonstone~!" He crooned softly.

"Eheheehee, ohohokay okay I-I lihike it..." Sun giggled. "You're gonna have to be more specific than that Moonpie~" He purred, continuing to softly trace his tummy. Moon let out a giggly groan in response. Sun was really pushing it.

"Nnngghh I lihihike it when you tihickle mehe...." He whimpered tiredly.

Sun grinned triumphantly, finally untieing his brother's wrists. He gently wrapped his brother in one of the many blankets that were strewn across their shared room.

"See Moony? That wasn't so hard now was it?" Moon only shot a tired glare at him in response. "Awww, c'mon Moony you know I couldn't have you believing that you're still a monster!" Sun pouted, gently grabbing the edge of his brother's faceplate, forcing Moon to look at him. "Because you're not, so you shouldn't think otherwise, okay?"

Moon softened at his brother's words. "Okay." He finally muttered before resting his head on his brother's shoulder. The sun animatronic smiled warmly at this, wrapping his arms around the smaller bot as they both drifted off to sleep.

Note: please let me know if you guys would like to see more fics from me

#fnaf tickles #lee!moondrop #lee!mooncake #ler!sundrop #daycare attendant #fnaf sundrop #sfw tickles #fnaf sb #sfw tickling community #sunny's a total meanie #hehehe i finished it #tickle fic #sfw tickle fic #i'm sorry this took so long #this is literally my first time writing a tickle fic lmao #still happy with how it turned out

[xitsensunmoon]

Biting the Hand That Feeds au FAQ (Vampires + donor au)

Any general content warnings for bhtf au?

Yes. A normal amount of fnaf warnings, a normal amount of vampire warnings. For someone who doesn't know I elaborate... For vampire stuff, the most obvious ones are blood, hypnosis, bites, and animalistic behaviour. Less obvious - slightly suggestive themes. For fnaf - fnaf's usual violence, dark themes, a drop of gore and murders. The lore is uh. Very dark. I will try to decrease the amount of all of the cruelty but man. People who know, know how hard it will be. But I will tag everything properly so don't worry.

Is there a fic for your au?

No. And currently, I'm not even planning on writing one.

How do I find the story?

For now, we have two comics that are directly connected and one that doesn't have a specific place in the story but is about canonical lore.

[ 1 ] - [ 2 ] - [ x ]

In future, we will have more and I probably absolutely will forget to update this post so I recommend checking the tags. Here's the tag list

Tip: don't click the tag. Tumblr hides half of the results. Type it in the blog's search instead :)

Are the comics the only canonical thing about au?

No! I answer asks and draw a lot of doodles with bhtf au all the time and 90% of them are canon. You can, yet again, find everything in the tag list linked in the previous question.

Can I draw/write fan stuff for your au?

Yes, please!! I'm always happy to see fanart and fan writings and literally everything that you do! Just tag me when you post and use a fanart or fanwriting tag for au specifically so I don't miss it!

Can you include my characters in your story?

No, unfortunately, I cannot. The story is already written and I don't have any "space" for background characters either. Maybe it will change but currently, things are like this.

I asked a question with an interaction with my characters and I never got an answer, why?

I don't accept such requests. I'm not ready to spend my time drawing other people's characters for free(if I personally don't want to, of course)

Is there any limit to how many questions I can ask?

No, not at all! You can ask all you want just please make sure your question wasn't answered before. There is a big possibility I will just simply delete it if it was answered beforehand many times. Check the ask tag for it.

What about limitations? Any boundaries?

Please no questions about tickling🧍‍♀️ I got so many of those it already makes me uncomfortable. And for some reason, a lot of people send asks that include violence towards my characters and while I don't really feel uncomfortable with this I just idk what to answer and why are you even doing this lmao

What questions I should avoid?

Well, not really avoid but I will mention it anyway.

The things I have planned to draw right now:

- Sun and Moon and y/n's first meeting

- The creation of Sun&Moon

- Why S&M are sensitive to light and darkness

- How they hunt

So no need to ask me about these. I will show it, I promise.

What about sexual themes?

I understand that I post a lot of suggestive stuff and it may appear I allow such a thing but no.

You can create content with it tho, I don't mind for the most part. Just be ready that I may not reblog it, as my Tumblr is a SFW place. It's always 50/50.

Romantic themes?

I do draw some kisses and cuddles when I feel like it and you of course can send ideas for cute interactions but in the story we're very far away from it lol.

My question gets ignored even though I followed everything that you mentioned here. Why?

Answered in main FAQ.

Can I share the ideas for your au with you?

YES!!! Yes, yes and yes! I'm very open to that, like yes! The only thing that I definitely want to mention - you should expect that I actually can take your ideas and use them. Some people are protective of their ideas so if you're like this you probably should not share them with me :)

The information that you're using for your au is wrong.

Happens sometimes yeah. I know nothing about any medical stuff for y/n so I usually improvise. After all it's an au about robotic vampires man, this information is absolutely wrong. But! You're free to drop feedback/constructive criticism in my inbox!

Will be updated later

#biting the hand that feeds au #bhtf au #my art #for pinned post

[otomiyaa]

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(literally how I named the image, couldn't think of something else)

Hi guys :') To my followers and tumblr friends, I'm really sorry if my sudden disappearance scared or upset you. It wasn't quite... planned. And today was a busy day and I needed some time to consider what I wanted to do.

Short version of the story:

My tumblr account got terminated for copyright infringement. A certain Mr. Green got me in unlucky trouble (ref 1, 2).

I won't get it back, or try to get it back. It's gone.

Needed a moment to consider 2 options: ask Mia to extend my dramatic farewell letter and stay gone, or make a new blog.

Not planning to post new writing here. I won't be using words like 'never' or 'forever' because I'm a known clown with things like this, but the intention is to no longer post fics. I will finish Tickletober on AO3 and then take a break from writing. So yes, I cancel the swiftscribbles event too, sorry!

When I opened my laptop, I could see my old blog in its final hour lmao (I found out about the loss on my phone). So that's what the snap is from on a fitting grave. It was fun while it lasted!

Long version of the story:

Losing my blog(s): My Tumblr account with main blog + sideblogs got terminated overnight, it was quite the surprise! I've either been reported or tracked by bots. The posts are a bunch of numbered URLs I can't open, but the message is clear: for including anime content, genshin impact or media from other sources (whether it's videos, screenshots, official art, gifs or even fanwork) you technically can get a strike. Upon googling the claimer I quickly found this first, and knew it was a lost cause. Although it feels shitty and unlucky, I am in no place to appeal. It's like when I used to make AMVs in the past, you never knew whether a song or even anime footage was going to give your YT account a copyright strike or even a ban, it was a gamble. I have lost YT accounts before, and now I lost the Tumblr one. With 7+ years of tickle trash content and a bunch of sideblogs. But oh well, moving on!

Starting a new blog: It was a serious consideration whether this was my ultimate chance to do what I've always said I wanted to do eventually - quit my blog. My first thought was to ask Mia to share my explanation and literal goodbye with you guys, and stick to my chaos of a Twitter account to indulge in fandom stuff. But then I thought of how happy Tumblr made me, even without the fic writing, but just.. reblogging things, getting random asks, shouting about life and of course, about tickles. I decided to make a new blog after all, but also decided the following:

The 7K+ milestone swiftscribbles event is cancelled, for which I apologize! The follower milestone, together with the motivation to write the fics, and even the asks with the requests I got, all died with my former blog.

I will see how long I can survive without posting a new fic or drabble. A loose headcanon or two might fly around sometime. And if necessary, a link to a new fic on AO3.

Tickletober? Hell yes I'll finish it, I would cringe in bed for 49 days at least if I would stop. I just won't post the fics here, but on AO3.

Reposting/reblogging my old works? Undecided at the moment but I'm tired and lazy. I don't feel too upset since most of my fics are still on AO3 at least and not completely gone.

Anyways, I'll see what happens and how long I can enjoy this nerfed version of blogging.

Surprisingly I'm not upset about losing my other blog, there were a lot of memories but it was also very cringe. I'm gonna be just as cringe here, but at least I feel cleansed.

For those who choose to follow me again, thank you, but please know that there won't be much original content coming from me, for now!:)

#tickle community #otomiya-tickles #announcement

[harvardhaugland]

Never requested anything in my life but how about a scenario where the reader jumpscares either jamie, luke or bosch (in the rooftops, while playing a game or training) and gets a laugh out of their reaction and then they get reader back for it except it leads into something a bit spicy 😳

Love your writing so much, I'll eat up anything you put out fr

-@gourdkeeper (anon because it'd message from my main </3)

twister! - luke ♡

a/n: ok funnily enough i actually had written ab eerily similar personal fic to something like this execpt it was an oc insert + they were training instead HELPPP but omg… yas of course!!! i already have another jamie fic in the works so i feel like i gotta switch things up w/ luke 👆👆sorry ive been writing nothing but fanfic smut lately and its only bc literally half of my account is old amateur fluff hcs LMAO

not proofread bc… YOLO!!!!

You do this routinely thing of hanging out with each and every one of your masters, a whole schedule, specific times of days. On Monday mornings Chun-li teaches you skeet shooting, Wednesday evenings are reserved for baking with Manon, Saturday nights are best for alcoholic shot games with Jamie.

Sometimes simple, sometimes ridiculous. You’re a real people pleaser.

No matter what day though, you always find some way to squeeze in game-time with your first master— Luke, of course. The two of you hangout often, being intimate whilst also eating snacks and constantly bantering whenever you game. Tonight was different, instead of the usual Strawberry Fighter IV ranked matches, you had suggested playing Twister. Boardgames are just some “old-fashioned fun”, you told him.

You both had been playing for hours now, no breaks, your limbs entwining, you have your head underneath Luke’s chest, both hands on two dots just below his feet. He has his face pressed against your back, facing the opposite way.

Luke is no Ryu, that’s for sure. But you’d like to think he would be somewhat skittish around scary insects— so before he reaches for the spinner again, your fingers lightly tickle his leg, trying to imitate the feeling of something crawling up his leg. Quickly, you shout, “Is that a spider?” drawing your hand back quickly.

“What—!?” Luke immediately backs away, falling off the plastic mat, shaking and kicking his legs frantically, watching you slowly rise up from the floor, fists in the air.

“Gotcha!” you point to him, laughing, holding your stomach with a wide grin on your face. Never in your life would you believe that actually worked as well as it did.

He pouts. Standing up, crossing his arms, checking his legs one more time, just incase, “Aw, c’mon. You cheated!” he points back at you, “But aw man, that was a good one..” he quietly admits. One thing about him that you’re glad about— he doesn’t take things to heart.

“I’ll get you back.” he swears, a wide smile on his face. Seemingly riled up already.

Before you quip back with a sly remark, Luke charges at you. Pinning you down against the floor, sparking up a playful wrestling match. Your legs are beside his hips, Luke’s arms are wrapped around your waist and his head is snuggled into the crook of your neck. He’s squeezing you, trying to pin you into submission. You’re too flustered to even try to “fight” back, simply giggling, hugging around his body instead, trying to insinuate to him.

“You’re bad.” he whispers, quickly pressing a kiss to your cheek, “Were you just trying to get into my pants? You could’ve just asked, y’know. I’d gladly twist you into a pretzel myself—“

“Stop it, you cornball.” you joke, lightly tugging his head back. Luke starts to attack your neck with kisses. He’s quick to slide his hands underneath your shirt, feeling up your chest, moving his lips to touch yours, he’s more rougher and excited than usual. The days where you manage to get under his skin are the best.

He pulls you closer towards him, pressing your hips together, grinding his erection against you. You card your hands through his hair, he looks up at you with half-lidded eyes, mouth open agape, hot and bothered. He’s all of the sudden desperate to fuck you. He slides down your pants with haste, pulling down his own right after. When it comes to sex, Luke is way too excited, he’s often sloppy, messy as if he was actually inexperienced.

“You always look so good.” he says, pressing his fingers to your mouth, obliging you to open up, slicking his fingers with spit, sucking on his digits, muffled moaning as he continues to grind against you, pulling his fingers out.

Fucking on rooftops in the nighttime meant that you had privacy— but everyone could still very much hear you. So the two of you make a desperate effort to stay quiet, covering each other’s mouths everytime one lets out a particularly loud moan.

He makes it clear how badly he wants to be inside of you. He’s in a rush to use your spit as lube, teasing the tip of his cock into your entrance, closely observing your face for any sort of reactions as he slowly pushes in, groaning out in relief. Luke collapses against you, more licking and kissing all over your neck. Slow, hard thrusts rock your body back, he’s big, confident when he fucks, leaving you a sensitive, whiney, and needy mess everytime.

You want more, you beg for him, demand him to go harder, faster or slower. He obeys your every order, looking to please you, praise you.

“Luke,” you call out to him with a moan, “Close— so close.” you whine.

“Are you gonna cum? You just— god, you’re too good to me.” he groans, “I wish I could just fuck you all night, watch you get all shy for me.” he says, his thumb caressing your cheek. He’s hooked on all the noises you make, the little changes in your expression. It’s all too much, he feels you tighten around him, arching your back, pressing against his sweaty body.

“Good job, baby.” Luke pulls you into another tight hug, pressing a kiss to your neck, “Hold on, okay?” God, it seemed no matter how much you tease him, or how pent-up you’ll try to make him, Luke absolutely never would be degrading with you. When he speaks a constant flow of praises in your ears, the tone in his voice is shaky, so gentle with you, willing to keep going for as long as you cum.

You feel his cock twitch, his movements growing more sporadic, making the Twister mat underneath you two scrunch up and wrinkle, ruining the once wholesome little game. Luke lets out a relieved groan. His hips stutter as he cums inside, keeping you still against his pelvis, pulling out slow when he’s finished. “I’m still mad at you for cheating.” he jabs, sarcastic.

“Well, you paused the game last time I almost broke your win-streak! It’s fair game.” you reason.

#sf6 #sf6 x reader #street fighter 6 #street fighter x reader #luke sullivan #street fighter 6 x reader #dude im on a roll #i need more smutty luke fics that arent written by me now #PLEASE ILL PAY SOMEONE TO DO ITTTT

[dannystheone]

for some reason i cant see what im tying LMAO so apologies for any typos 😖 ANYWAY i love your fics sm ur so talented!! i was wondering if i could req a creek fic, maybe w tweek trying to work up the courage to tickle craig back since he keeps getting got. thanks! :) (this is literally a black screen for me idek what ive written lmao)

No you're good I hear you loud and clear! And thank you for the compliment! I love an excuse to write more precious boys :)) I hope you don't mind that I turned this into an Imp!Tweek and Pastor!Craig fic, I tried toying around with other ideas for the boys but this was really interesting to me.

ALSO THIS IS MY 30TH FICTION ON THIS WEBSITE I GOT TO WRITE FOR YOU GUYS!!

One Movie At A Time? (Lee Pastor!Craig/ Ler Imp!Tweek)

WARNINGS: Kids swearing! And kind of a long intro sorry teehee

Imp Tweek discovers what tickling is for the first time and Pastor Craig is his (un)fortunate victim!

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"Thanks, Father Maxi. I'll see you next Sunday, then." A young apprentice to the pastor of a local church exited an ornate office. Craig closed the wooden door behind him and shuffled along the cheap carpet of the hallway. Cables and printers lined the wall as he entered the nave and felt the chill of the empty church. The dust filled his nose as he walked up the steps to the altar.

The day was winding down, the golden glow of the evening shone through the stained glass windows. Patterns reflected off Craig's face as he knelt before the altar and mumbled a quick prayer. A certain character in his life he's been keeping quiet about was in his mind as he turned around and walked down the aisle of the church.

"Sardines...chocolate milk...ice cream...coffee...and shampoo. Why is he eating the shampoo again-" Craig read through the grocery list that was sent to him by his 'roommate' as he left the church and walked outside. How a pastor in training became roommate to a spawn of the devil was unbeknownst to him. Was it some sort of cosmic work of irony? At this point, it might as well be.

Craig had summoned an imp who he nicknamed 'Tweek' due to the imp taking the body of an anxious local boy in town for his host. Craig had never met the boy before he had the imp in his body, but his consciousness didn't weigh on him too much because of it. The imp himself was mischievous and cunning, while the personality of the boy still shone through. So Pastor Craig has an anxious ball of nerves experiencing the world for the first time on his hands while still dealing with school and pastor apprenticeship. He was lucky if he got three hours of sleep a night.

Craig walked through his front door and removed the clerical collar around his neck. "Tweek, Tweek I'm home! Come get the groceries." Craig called out. Craig heard feet pounding on his wooden floorboards and turned around to see the imp behind him.

The imp had taken the boy's form, with his golden mess of hair and ocean-blue eyes. He had kept his devilish horns and long red tail, however. That was always fun to conceal while in public and not a chore at all.

"GAH! Craig! I-I thought you were intruders! You can't do that to me, man! I just watched this movie called 'The Strangers' and they come in your home and kidnap you! GAHAH! I can't be kidnapped, I can't be!!" Are you sure you're an imp from hell... Craig wanted to ask. But he kept his mouth shut and walked into the kitchen with the grocery bags; Tweek following close behind.

"Don't worry Tweek, that was a movie. It's not for real. Here, I got the stuff you asked for. Do not eat the shampoo again." Craig passed over a grocery bag to Tweek across the kitchen island. Tweek hopped up on a stool, his tail waving slowly at the thought of fake movies. He winked in thought.

"B-But at the beginning of the movie, it read 'Based on true events'! ERK! What if something happens to us, and Hollywood makes a movie of us? Which actor will play me? They won't get my hair right! That is WAY too much pressure!!" Tweek's tail curled up as he hugged his can of sardines. Craig huffed as he turned around to place groceries in the cabinets.

"I can assure you Tweek, you're the least exciting thing to happen to this town. A movie will be made about an alien invasion, or mecha Barbra Streisand, or that imaginary characters exist-" Tweek started hiding his face and pulling at his hair.

"GAH! Those are things that happen in this town?! Why is it so chaotic?! Even Hell was more organized than this!" Tweek pulled on his horns while Craig leaned against the kitchen island.

"Well, sometimes those things happen. But mostly it's just a small town in snowy mountains. People live their daily lives here and make something of themselves. They have kids and buy houses and go to school, just like normal." Craig shrugged as Tweek started to calm down a little.

"Oh...alright. Urgh...I still have a lot to learn. I didn't think above-ground would be so confusing!" Tweek winked out of anxiety as he followed Craig into the living room to watch TV. Craig plopped on the couch and put his feet up after a long day. Tweek silently sat next to him, his tail waving in the air.

"Well, you're getting the hang of it. The remote control, anyway. How do I put parental supervision on this thing-" Craig messed around with the buttons on the remote as he switched the channel by accident. He looked up to the TV and just as quickly set his gaze back down to the remote, while Tweek continued to watch. Two cartoon characters were in the middle of a field rolling on top of each other. Were they rolling? Or fighting? It didn't look like either. Tweek winked at the TV and pulled on his shirt.

"Hey...hey Craig?" Tweek looked to Craig. Craig jerked his chin up in Tweek's direction while still fiddling with the remote. "Uh- urgh- what are they doing on the TV?" Tweek pointed to the characters on screen.

"Oh crap, did I change it to Cinemax on accident-" Craig was expecting to see something inappropriate on screen, but it was just two characters tickling each other. "Oh, they're just playing."

"It-It doesn't look like playing!" Tweek pulled on his shirt as he watched one character scribble his fingers all over his friend's tummy. The other character laughed in an animated fashion. It wasn't anything Tweek had ever seen before since he's been above ground. Craig quirked his lip as he sunk deeper in the couch to fiddle with the remote.

"Yeah, they're playing. They're tickling each other. It's a kid's game." Craig yawned and kept messing with the damn remote while Tweek was still curious.

"T-Tickling? What's that? Urgh- How do you play?" Craig's cheeks blushed a bit as he threw the remote to the side. He couldn't figure out where to find parental controls on the damn thing.

"Uh...there's not really any rules to it Tweek, you just kinda play, I guess." Ugh, this was on par with the birds and the bees talk they had last week in terms of embarrassment. "Humans are sensitive if you touch them a certain way in a certain place, 'cause of our nervous systems. Some people are really sensitive or not sensitive at all. Our bodies are different from each other. People tickle other people to see them laugh." Craig explained. Tweek held his fingers while he tried to process this confusing human game.

"So what's your body like Craig? ERK! Are-are you sensitive? If you're sensitive do people just come up to you randomly to play? That sounds horrible!" Tweek balled his fists in his pants while Craig toyed with a strand of his blue hat.

"No, no. People are usually respectful when people say they don't want to be tickled. But sometimes people ignore it and tickle them anyway. It can be annoying, but some people like it." Craig shrugged again, half-hoping that can be the end of the discussion. Tweek winked as he worked up the courage to ask his next question.

"C-Can I try? I wanna see what it's like." Craig blinked at Tweek blankly while on the inside he was screaming. Why did Tweek have to be so damn curious... But he looked genuinely interested. And Craig couldn't say no to his big blue eyes.

"Uh, I guess. Like I said, every person is different, so don't be surprised if you don't get a huge reaction out of me." Craig laid back on the couch, his midsection suddenly tense. He remembered getting tickled as a kid, but nothing too crazy. And being a pastor in training has taken away his time to participate in normal kid activities as well.

Tweek sat on Craig's jeaned thigh, his tail wagging out of curiosity. "Urgh...okay! I'm just gonna start like how I saw on the TV, 'cause I don't really know what to do-" Tweek was a lot more straightforward than Craig would have thought. Tweek followed the cartoon character's example and started scribbling his fingers in Craig's tummy. His impish traits gave him nails that resembled a woman's acrylics. Craig snorted from the sudden touching and started to squirm and laugh.

"Pffmt- T-Tweeheheek! Hehehey!" Craig giggled, his eyes narrowed in his laughs. His arms rested on his sides, despite his fists being balled up and resisting the urge to cover himself up. Tweek stopped immediately after he heard Craig protest.

"ACK! Craig, are you hurt? Are you dying?! I didn't mean to kill you, man!" Tweek held Craig's shoulder, his tail curling in worry, as Craig shook his head.

"Noho dude, you didn't hurt me at all. It just tickled, that's all." Craig said in his usual monotone voice. Tweek pulled on his tail in thought.

"Oh, so I was doing the right thing!" Tweek beamed and launched back into it before Craig could say anything.

"Yeah, I gue-HESS! Gihihive mehehe a wahaharning first!!" Craig laughed out as Tweek's fingers returned to his belly, the nails on Tweek's hands scritching the skin underneath Craig's black pastor uniform.

Tweek didn't answer. He's never seen Craig look this carefree. Craig's face was alight with his laughter, his cheeks blushed and his eyes squinting in his giggles. It was funny, even though Craig had no control over how he laughed, he still laughed in the same monotone register of voice.

"Does this tickle? Am-Am I doing it right?? Am I tickling you, Craig?" Tweek asked incessantly while his fingers scratched across Craig's tummy and ribs. Craig giggled and shifted all over the couch.

"Yehehes you ahahare! Yohohou're dohohoing ihihit a bihihit too wehehehell!" Craig tried putting his arms over his tummy to hug himself and keep Tweek's fingers away, but Tweek's reflexes were fast. Anytime Craig put his arm in the way, it was immediately set aside by Tweek. It was like he had four hands.

"Huh, this is- ERK! This is weird! You're laughing but nothing's funny! ACK!" Tweek twitched as he pressed his nails down harder into Craig's tummy for a bigger reaction.

"Ow- Ohohow Tweek! Nohohot sohohoho hahahahard!" The pastor called out to the imp. Tweek lessened his nails and kept it to a light scribble.

"Oh, sorry Craig! Like this??" Tweek shook and scribbled his nails over Craig's tummy and waist, his hands suddenly everywhere trying to find all of Craig's spots. Craig burst out in refreshed laughter as he started moving all over the furniture.

"Nohohoho nohohohot like thahahahat! Pffmt- heheheheh!" Craig's ears burned underneath his blue hat. A pastor in training getting tickled to pieces by an imp from hell. Was this biblical in a way, Craig wondered in the back of his head...

"Then how am I supposed to do it? ERK! I've never done this before!" Tweek began to worry. If you tickled someone incorrectly, did they die? How was Tweek supposed to know?? Tweek started using his index fingers and poked into Craig's hips to lessen the tickles even more to see if that helped. Craig's laughter turned heavy as he covered his hips with his hands.

"Gahahahaha! Stohohop thahahat! Tweeheheheek!" Craig tried pushing Tweek's hands away, but Tweek was still quicker than him every time.

"ACK- Sorry Craig, I'm just playing! I'm playing right?" Tweek's ten fingers scratched over Craig's waistline, which would have started to hurt if it weren't for Craig's shirt in the way. The sporadic use of different methods was starting to weigh down on Craig.

"I gue-hehehehehe! Gohoho sohohohomewhere ehehelse!" Craig called out. Tweek freaked out at this, which caused his fingers to go a little haywire.

"GAH! G-Go somewhere else?! Where am I supposed to go?? Just cause I was tickling you I have to leave?! ACK! Tickling is too intense!!" Tweek's fingers gripped Craig's hips in the middle of his freakout.

"NAHAHA-hahahow! I meheheheant ahaha diffeheherent spohohot! Dihihifferent tihihickle spohot!" Craig cried. Tweek didn't think he could have this much control over a man of God cause of something as simple as a child's game. The pastor in training was totally at his mercy...too much pressure.

"Oh-oh right. Uh, how about here?" Tweek moved down from his hips to squishing the tops of his thighs. Craig calmed down almost immediately but kept up a steady stream of giggles.

"Thahat-heeheheh- thahahat's okahahay." Craig rubbed his face with his hands, his body twitching every now and then with Tweek's squishing. Tweek looked up to see Craig's arms were raised and out of the way.

"Hey what's that?" Tweek asked out of the blue and shot up to stuff his hands up Craig's underarms out of curiosity.

"What's what- GOHOD! Hahahahaha stohohohop!" Craig shot his arms down and kept them close to his sides while Tweek's tail wagged in happiness. He was so close to Craig now, he could see his laugh and smile up close. Pastor Craig had blue braces, but Tweek didn't mind. He thought they looked cool. Tweek had never seen face wear like that before. Craig had a pink blush over his cheeks and the bridge of his nose, and his eyes crinkled at the corners when he laughed. Tweek's impish heart began to pump.

Craig's worn Converse drug across the couch as he tried to buck off the imp tickling him. A man of God at the mercy of an imp? What would the church think...

"Okahahay! Okay okay okahahay stohohohop stop stop!" Craig pleaded out. Tweek's fingers stilled; Craig's face was pink with residual giggles. "God save me..." Craig passed his hands over his face and steamed into them.

"ACK! Oh-Oh Satan, I didn't hurt you, did I?" Tweek hopped off Craig's waist, his tail twisting in worry. and waited by his side while Craig caught his breath on the couch.

"Ahehee- it's-it's okay Tweek. You didn't hurt me, you're just way more intense than I thought. But uh yeah- that's how you tickle, I guess. Also, you're not watching TV anymore. And don't tell anyone this happened, either." Tweek protested as Craig finally figured out the parental controls and blocked all of the kids channels and scary movies.

"Well, thanks for showing me Craig. Urgh...I thought you were cool." Tweek admitted. Craig blushed, not out of mirth but out of something else.

"Cool? How come?" He asked. Tweek shrugged, the leftover sunlight hitting his eyes.

"Ah, I don't know. You're just...mmph...words..." Tweek held his head in thought as Craig held Tweek's hand. Tweek looked up into Craig's smiling face.

"Thanks, Tweek. You're cool, too."

#south park #south park tickles #ler imp tweek #imp tweek #tweak tweek #lee pastor craig #pastor craig #craig tucker

[amazingmsme]

thinking about Curt getting absolutely destroyed in a mock interrogation by his sadistic ass partner rn. Curt will not back down to something so “childish” and Owen is not letting him up easy, that’s for sure. Poor guy is not getting out of this one but no one said he was having a bad time either lol

I just like to think of them having fun and being silly (albeit kinda intense, that’s just their vibe tho lmao). Hope ur doing well!

THIS IS LITERALLY ME RN OK I AM SO NOT NORMAL ABOUT THEM!

Still can’t fucking believe our first impression of these guys comes from a mock interrogation that ended with tickling. They’re fucking iconic, none of us are on their level. We WISH we were, but we aren’t

I stand by my claim that Curt only “caved” so quickly is because there was someone else in the room & he still had to finish the job, so they couldn’t play around as much as they’d like

The stars aligned perfectly so we could have a canon tickle interrogation scene with the gay spies. (Ok but I’m giving all of them the hard side eye because yeah this scene maybe a coincidence, but tickle me wiggly??? Is there something they’re trying to tell us??? Dear god do they know???) it’s so cute & silly & way more flustering than it has any right to be! Like the way he slowly pulled the feather out from his jacket, bitch do that again & see what happens! I will just blush & curl into a ball

But that is literally canon, Curt doesn’t want to break under Owen’s torture anyway, so he absolutely refuses to give him the satisfaction of making him crack from something as stupid & silly as tickling. Like the longest he’s lasted is around 4 or 5 hours ok the man is STUBBORN! & Owen loves taking his sweet ass time with Curt, & he really shows no mercy. Downright ruthless bastard & that’s the way we like him!

Hng I really should write more interrogation fics with them, they go hard

& I’m doing good, thanks for asking! Hope you’re doing good too!

#asks #anon ask #as you can see #i am. very normal #about them #saf headcanons #curtwen #special agent curt mega #curt mega #owen carvour #saf #spies are forever

[razzlee-meow]

don't tickle a sleeping hank. ...get it? get it?! (i'll show myself out)

sorry the title explains it all. my bad.

i'm in hank brainrot. i want to write about lee!2b but... GOD i love hank. LMAOO

enjoy this small little idea? fic? idk what to call it.

uhm there are feet tickles, for anyone who's uncomfy with that. i think i've tagged my fics with these, but idk. if i haven't, my bad - but i tagged this one. *thumbs up.*

there's also like hurt/comfort? and i mean a physical hurt. not emotional. lmao

he/they for hank || they/them for doc

"Hank," 2BDamned let out an exasperated sigh as they softly opened the mercenary's bedroom door, looking at the adorable sight in front of them. The blankets were kicked off the bed, and the pillows were messy and all over the place... and right in the middle of it all laid the culprit responsible for it all, Hank J Wimbleton, who was still sleeping soundly with soft snores coming from him. His body relaxed against the mattress, with his left arm and leg dangling off the bed.

It took everything in their power not to start laughing at the sight, deeming it hilarious due to the fact that they had never seen him so vulnerable and exposed like that. They knew how much the mission took out of him but dreaded this moment with all of their heart. Hank never slept much, considering the bad insomnia that he fought daily, but when he managed to fall asleep... it was quite literally hell to wake him up. The whole base figured this out the first time it happened, and now the three share a custom of playing rock, paper, scissors to decide who gets to be the unlucky soul to wake them up.

And unfortunately, it was Doc.

"I'm comin' in, Hank," Doc whispered, mainly to themself, as they entered the other's bedroom, noticing how messy they kept their room. They were stepping over empty beer bottles and random clothes as they made their way to his bed. Hank didn't even move a muscle, he just continued to lay there peacefully as if nothing was happening. Doc inhaled sharply. This was the moment they were waiting for. They let out the single breath they were holding as they put a hand on his shoulder, shaking him with a bit of force.

"Hank? Hank, it's time to get up." Doc muttered, squinting their eyes at the sleeping figure. Hank only grumbled and turned onto his stomach as if that would protect him from getting woken up. Their fingers grasped the sleeping figure, shaking them a bit harder. There was still nothing happening. Hank was still sleeping, and Doc was growing increasingly frustrated at the fact that they were such a heavy sleeper. Their other hand reached toward the bridge of their nose, clutching it slightly. They knew they'd have to wake him up - but how?

Doc then grabbed the light covers, pulling them off. It didn't do considering his outfit very much was more than enough to warm him during the night. Doc sighed, frustrated.

"Hank, I'm... erm, damn it," Doc growled as they shook their head. They were a doctor! Well, not a legitimate one, but close enough. There had to be something they could do to get the other out of bed. Doc's gaze narrowed down the length of his body, listening to the other continue to snore without a care in the world. They were silent for a few moments before a sinister idea crept into their mind. A grin formed across their face - they had the best idea.

"Hank, I'm going to count to three," Doc announced loudly, moving lower on the bed. They climbed onto the soft mattress, sitting right next to the other man's legs. This was going to be good - something that Hank couldn't ignore or shrug off. Well, if it even worked on him. Doc's hand moved closer and closer to his ankle, a smirk underneath their mask.

"One," Doc muttered, hand wrapping around his ankle with a bit of force. They paused for a second, looking at the still-sleeping figure with a raised eyebrow. "Two," they continued, pursing their lips as his fingertips twitched with anticipation. Their hand hovered over his socked foot, keeping quiet for any signs of life. Doc chuckled softly, a playful and teasing sound coming out of their mouth.

"....Three." Doc's fingers skittered all over Hank's socked foot, in which Doc finally got a rise out of him - one that they had desperately wanted. Hank sputtered out something unintelligible as his body began to fight back against the ticklish sensations, trying to pull his ankle away from the other's nimble fingers. That only encouraged Doc to keep their grip tighter as their fingertips danced all over his soles. Hank burst out into hysterical laughter, shutting their eyes as they buried their head into their soft pillow.

"Ah, so you're awake now," Doc purred, their eyes narrowing in a teasing way that the other unfortunately couldn't see. A giant smirk was plastered all over their face - they found the situation more amusing than ever, knowing that Hank fuckin' Wimbleton, out of everyone they knew, was ticklish. And extremely, by the simple looks of it. Doc's fingers continued to scribble all over his socked foot, Hank's hand hitting the side of the bed.

"Doho- fUHUHCK! DOhohoHOHOC!" Hank squeaked out through his many frantic peels of laughter, his entire body squirming against them. Oh, this was just too good now. "Yes, Hank~? What do you need?" they asked, turning their head back as they continued to mercilessly torture their friend. Their fingers traveled up and down almost agonizingly, making Hank let out a squeal before dissolving into more laughter, his pitch rising with every torturous touch. "YOHOHOU- AHAH-" Hank was cut off multiple times by his own laughter and squeals, as he planted his face back into his pillow.

"Aw, Hank, you know I can't understand you like that..~" Doc teased, letting a small huff of amusement escape their lips. Unfortunately, they had completely forgotten how strong Hank actually was... so the minute the top of his foot met their jaw, it made them jerk back. Of course, Hank didn't mean to - they'd never intentionally hurt the other, but it's... just what happened. "Ahaha, s-shit, Doc, you alright?" Hank asked, feeling their grip on his ankle loosen.

Hank immediately shot up, their hand cupping the side of Doc's face with a concerned look. "Did I hurt you too bad? I didn't ... mean to, it was..." Doc only chuckled in response, giving him a soft look as they shook their head.

"Don't worry about it. I expected to see some resistance. It caught me off-guard a bit," they explained with a bit of a laugh. "But nothin' I can't handle. Hey, you're fully awake now." Hank pouted a bit, still upset that he accidentally kicked the other. His hand continued to cup the side of their face. "Oh, on another note..." they spoke softly, setting aside their mask to show their scarred face. Their lips pursed for a moment before continuing. "I think that might be my favorite way to wake you up now. Well, minus the kicking. I might have to do it again...~"

"...ugh," Hank grumbled, rolling his eyes as he stretched upward. "That was unnecessary."

"For you, maybe," Doc responded with a slight teasing glint in their eye. "But to me, I think it was quite cute. And fun. I'm have to lighten you up a bit sometimes." They joked. "Besides, you wouldn't get up for anything else. I even shook you a bunch of times."

Hank only gave them a side-eye, pouting a bit as their cheeks turned a soft pink color. "...shut up."

Doc raised an eyebrow. "Oh, you sound like you want more with an attitude like that."

And just like that, Doc immediately pounced on Hank, for what wouldn't be the last 'attack' of the day. Deimos and Sanford were long forgotten, thanks to Hank's attitude. It wasn't like either of them minded, though.

Spending time together is what made them special. ...even if it was to tickle the shit out of Hank!

#razz-writes #mc tickling #lee!hank #ler!2bdamned #i needed to start writing but i've been busy with LIFE #so have this thing #idk

[thelavendersquid]

I had reached the tag limit on love persevering but you NEED to know my thoughts because it was SO FUCKING GOOD OK YOU KNOCKED IT OUTTA THE BALLPARK! You got the characterization of literally everyone so perfect & I love the way you write about Fjord’s strained relationship with tickling & backed it up with canon justification ‘cause it would honestly make sense for him to feel that way about it with the way he grew up. His struggle to want to be close with his friends & engage in their playful affection but having these valid reservations about doing so is literally sooo good! & it made me so sad when Jester tried to tickle him but he was all shut off & upset & Caduceus quietly comforting her is just so 🥺 & I can tell it would be something Fjord would overthink when given the time to do so & literally just blurting out the question to Caleb in the middle of the night. Caleb’s reaction is so damn funny & genuine like that is 100% how he would response he is NOT equipped for this conversation without combusting from embarrassment. The way they all cried over Molly literally brought tears to my eyes it was so heartfelt & emotional & I was not expecting that omg. I needed to mourn him alongside the other characters, it was so cathartic. & the way they literally had a tickle fight in his memory felt so fitting & was such a mighty nein move! & THEN HE ACTUALLY SHOWED UP & ONLY CADUCEUS COULD SEE HIM?? ACTUAL PERFECTION LITERALLY THE BEST MOMENT IN ALL OF FANFICTION! & then he joined the fray & got to tickle his friends 1 last time & make them laugh & feel loved & AAAAHHHH I HAVE SO MANY EMOTIONS ABOUT THIS FIC!!!! Seriously this was amazing I am so grateful for this & for you sorry for the long tangent but I NEED you to know just how amazing & wonderful that fic is seriously you cured every ailment in my body

Omg you just made my entire day, week and month 😭😭 I’m so glad you liked it!!! Thank you so much for telling me how much you loved it, I appreciate that so much and it means so much to me 💜 This really became such an important fic to me over the last couple months of working on it and it makes me SO happy to hear it’s had the same effect on others too! You can write me a long tangent any day of the week, I’m so thrilled to hear all of your thoughts!!!

Yesss Fjord is SUCH an overthinker but he just keeps everything to himself and then blurts it out at the worst moment lmao. And Caleb is just starting to get used to that with regular day-to-day stuff, he’s NOT prepared for the conversation Fjord is trying to start. But he doesn’t want to push him away so he does the next best thing: Put them both in front of Cad and let him handle it 😂 There were definitely tears when I was writing them all talking about Molly, I think we all needed that mourning. And then I just couldn’t leave him out of a tickle fight being held in his honor!! You know he would find a way to show up for that if he had to petition multiple goddesses themselves! And Caduceus! What are high perception and insight characters even for if not to see the ghost of your friends’ best friend coming back to make them laugh one last time?? Ahhh Fjord and Jester, I love them so much and I was sooo sad to write Fjord rejecting Jester’s silliness this time 🥺 But he just needed some time to (over)think. When I was sitting there thinking ‘what would it take for Fjord to be okay with being tickled’ the first thing that came to my mind was Jester, it would take Jester. But it actually took all of them in different ways because that’s just how it works with the mighty nein and I love them for that. It took me forever to get into Fjord’s head for this but once I did I just fell in love with him even more, he wants to be close and playful with his friends but he’s just not sure how and he’s had so many bad experiences he doesn’t even know what to do. He’s always walking that line of trying to be cool and tough vs being vulnerable and silly with his friends and it was so fun to write that. Anyway thank YOU for sharing all your thoughts with me, it literally made my day!!!

#critickle role #I love this community so much #my fics

[awkwardtickleetoo]

8,10 and 13?

hiiii thank you :D

from this post!!

under the cut again lmao

8. which three fics were the easiest to write? why?

answered here!!

10. which three fics were you most nervous to post? why?

oh lord,,, okay i’ll start off easy and say Payback, because it was my first time uploading something for a different fandom on this blog so i was worried people would have some sort of negative reaction. but it turned out okay!! and if anyone didn’t care for the fandom they can just like. not read it, which is totally totally valid, so it’s all good!!

after that i’d say definitely Sleepy Kitten, because for some reason it was just?? really difficult for me to finish and feel confident about before i posted it?? and like i don’t even know why?? i think it’s bc i had it half done, then left it for aged and then went back so i was CONVINCED it didn’t work and was too wordy and didn’t flow for some reason. iirc mush literally needed to reassure me that it wasn’t absolutely awful to even get me to post it at all, so i was really nervous to do it. but, ironically, it actually is one of my favorites now so,,, funny how that happens 🤷‍♂️

and then. by far the one i was the most nervous for is One Sided Tickle Fight. i still get nervous when i see this one in my notifs bc that reminds me that it Exists and is Posted Here. this one is just…….. very specific and personal and i will NOT elaborate further but i was very very very anxious to post that one (mush can attest to this too)

13. which three fics did you enjoy writing the most?

i LOVED loved loved loved writing Cosquillas, Cosquillas soooooo much holy shit it was SO FUN!!!! i love learning spanish so so much and i love inserting little bits of other languages in stuff it’s so much fun, like i said in the other ask this is one of my fav fics i’ve ever written i think

i also really really enjoyed writing ALL of lee!george week (shoutout @mushiewrites for putting that together again you’re so cooooool) bit in particular i really liked writing Day 7 and ESPECIALLY Day 6. 7 was a concept i’d been meaning to write for a bit and it was the perfect opportunity to get it out so that was AWESOME, and day 6 was just…. wow… it was really a lot of fun to just be able to go absolutely wild and write 12 THOUSAND WORDS for a fic,,,,, i’ve never written anything that long before that wasn’t like a continuous story with multiple parts, so it was really really fun to be able to do that!! and i hope to be able to do something like that again in the future :D

(is that a casual enough mention that i want day 6 to have sequels…. do we all know it’s gonna be a trilogy… have i said this before…. now i have :D)

#thank you for the ask!! #kasey writes stuff #ask games

[seiwas-interact]

HI i was gonna tag you at first but i figured it’d be easier to just write here :D i’m sorry in advance if this turns out rly long!! i just really wanna take the time to show my appreciation for everything you said on that satoru piece <33

first of all THANK YOU???? SO MUCH?????? like i literally can’t describe in words how happy it made me to read all you wrote, i was giggling n kicking my feet and everything. no but really tysm!! <3 for being so kind and for taking the time to comment on it so thoughtfully!!! it means so much you have no idea!!!!!!!🥺🥺and pls never apologize for the rambling i got sosososoo happy reading all the lines you liked and all your thoughts, i can’t thank u enough!! <33

i thought you couldn’t top the shoujo anime comment but comparing it to an indie movie scene is. so kind. ”scenes that feel almost stolen if anything” like that’s such a nice thing to say??!!! i was definitely going for that kind of vibe too so i’m so happy it came across well :’3 subtle intimacy is also like. my FAVORITE thing to write ever so i was ecstatic that u enjoyed it!!!!!

oh and the reader too!! i’m so relieved you liked them!! it’s not even intentional atp but every time i write for satoru reader ends up extremely down bad bc my love for him bleeds thru😭😭i’m sick and tired of it tbh but i’m physically incapable of pairing him w anyone who isn’t constantly like ’i love my dumbass bf’….. he deserves to be praised for all he does!! god knows no one else in that series is telling him good job and patting him on the head and giving him treats. smh.

overall i’m just. genuinely so, so happy you liked my take on satoru and love, it’s such a huge part of his character even in canon so i try my best to do it justice!! i feel like satoru would just benefit soooo much from a really sweet, gentle, easygoing love bc like you said he’s just. carrying so much weight on his shoulders, and especially after his love w suguru ended so tragically and was so heavy i just think he’d like something light.

for the record i absolutely adore your take on it too!!! how being loved makes him feel small but not in a bad way, how he feels so safe w you……… how he can just be satoru. like it made me insane when i read it bc you’re so RIGHT. i love your satoru sm, you make him feel so human and capture that vulnerable side of him so well that it kinda hurts to read LMAO… it’s just so…!!!! yeah. it’s so tender and good and achey

aaa and and and…. it makes me so soft that u thought my writing was homey….🥺🥺mine def leans more towards introspective thoughts and feelings too!! it’s just too fun to dig into your fave’s psyche lol.

anyway i feel like i’m just rambling away in your askbox so i’ll leave it there but pls just know how much i love and appreciate you <33 no need to answer this btw i just needed u to know!!!!! i feel like we all need some gojo fluff after those leaks LMAOO (i am in extreme misery) so i hope the fic could be a small comfort…… i’m just here writing sickeningly fluffy gojo content to distract myself from the manga atp…………

hi darlin omg 🥺 help we’re both just apologising for rambling on eachothers pages omg 😭 pls don’t apologise aaah!!! this is so so sweet of you 🥺

OF COURSE i had to comment thoughtfully on your fic omg it’s what you deserve!!! 🥺 it rlly tickled so many parts of my brain when it came to understanding satoru’s perspective!! tugged at my heart just as much too 🥺 i love introspective works a lot 🤧

i’m so happy i was able to get the vibe of it right too omg 🥺 as a reader who writes i think i get a lot more conscious now if what i understabd overlaps with what the writer is trying to portray omg akksnxkd but yes subtle intimacy omg 🥺

and yes to lovesick reader too 😭😭 i enjoy all dynamics but i have an extremely soft spot for when both are whipped for one another and for satoru especially !!!! our baby boy 🥺

& re: satoru and love, i think so too !!! i think that guy needs some luvin in his life and it shouldn’t be any more difficult than all the shit he’s been thru already 😭 that lil scene u added the ‘be careful satoru’ one i think omfg IT ACHED

AND AAAAH how u like my satoru too omg 🥺 thank u thank u 🥺 that’s such a compliment!! tender and achey 🥹 i do try to humanise him as much as i can so i’m glad it came across 🥹 ur satoru 🤝 my satoru 🥹🫶🏻

i hope u’re ok after the leaks!!! i’ve also just been thinking up all the fluffiest, most comforting ideas to cope 🤧 josnxkdn

read ‘i’ll relearn love at our kitchen table’ (super soft n comforting gojo!!! ☹️ tugged at my heart!!!!)

#let’s be friends !!! since we r now moots hehe :> #what would u want me to call u !!! #also !! messaging my other blog is ok too :’)) i respond there as well !! #rep #ask #twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat #love mail

[ticklish-n-stuff]

Technique!

Ngl when I came up with this title, the first thing that came to mind was that one Spongebob episode LMAOOO

Ok I know I literally said yesterday I was gonna take a break from writing BUT after not getting Akito's 4* card...again...I felt the urge to write some lee Akito 'cause...if I can't have him in my game, might as well make him "suffer" in a fic LMAO

Gonna send Toya to wreck him for me <3

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Akito x Toya (romantic)

Lee: Akito

Ler: Toya

Warnings: Tickles! AkiToya brainrot!

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Akito was feeling...not his best to say the least. Long story short, he and his boyfriend, Toya, were on their way back home, but on their way over they crossed paths with a dog that belonged to a girl named Minori. Toya had fun petting the dog, after all, it was big, fluffy, and friendly! Doesn't sound so bad, right? It doesn't...unless your Akito. If you didn't know, Akito has a big fear of dogs, which Toya finds quite funny honestly, but the size of the dog must've scared Akito really badly this time. Even after they made it back to his house he looked like he had seen a ghost. As much fun Toya had teasing him about it, he couldn't help but feel concerned of his partner's state of being.

They were both in the redhead's room just chilling. Or atleast trying to, anyone could easily tell how rigid and tense Akito looked, and Toya didn't like it one bit. Toya thought for a moment on what he could do to help out his boyfriend, and then it hit him! Akito always uses a certain technique whenever he isn't feeling his best, so maybe it'll work on Akito as well? You'll never know unless you try, Toya thought.

Without saying anything, Toya layed Akito gently across the bed, taking a front row seat on his hips. The redhead instantly blushed at the bold and yet confusing move his partner made.

"Uhh...Toya, what are you doing??".

"I'm just trying to help, please don't kill me later".

"What? Why- Pffft! Ahahahaha! Toya nohoho!!" Akito quickly bursted out laughing when he felt Toya's fingers latch onto his sides and softly scribble away. Toya couldn't help but smile at the instant reaction he got, he knew how sensitive Akito was but it was always fun to abuse his sensitivity. Besides, laughter really is the best medicine!

"T-Toya quit ihihit! Hahahahaha!" Akito wrapped his arms around his sides as he threw his head back in laughter. The bastard was too ticklish for his own good.

"Y'know you say that but you're not doing much to stop me" Toya noted as he started scribbling at the redhead's tummy.

"EEP! Nahahahahaha!" Akito let out a squeak and covered his blushy face with his hands, trying to ignore Toya's statement. He'd be caught dead first before admiting out loud that he enjoyed this type of playful affection.

While Akito was too busy feeling flustered, Toya lifted his shirt up and planted a big, fat, raspberry on his exposed tummy.

"WAH-! TOYAHAHAHAHA! Y-YOU JEHEHERK!" poor Akito screeched in laughter, bucking so hard Toya almost fell off. Still, his hands remained stubbornly in his face. Gotta give him points for dedication.

"You shouldn't be insulting me when you're this ticklish" Toya took his index finger and started softly tickling Akito's navel.

"EEK! NAHAHAHA! G-GEHET OUT OF THEHEHERE!" the most bubbly laughter made it's way out of Akito's mouth, it was quite cute to witness. But Toya couldn't afford to get distracted by his cuteness, he was on a mission after all!

Silly Akito tried curling up on himself at the navel tickles, but with Toya on top of him it was pretty much impossible. So he opted to kick his legs out all cutely. Even after all that, his hands remained glued to his face. But Toya still had a few tricks up his sleeve. He moved his hands and started to softly dig into Akito's ribs, making sure to get inbetween the ticklish bones.

"GAHH-!" Akito's arms threatened to come down, but he stood his ground. Toya smirked in amusement as he pulled out his triumph card.

"Just so you know, that was just a warning for what's to come~" Toya had this uncharacteristic teasy tone to his voice, it sent chills down Akito's spine.

"Huh?! Wha- PFFT! GYAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Akito practically screamed in laughter when Toya started to gently scratch at his armpits. His arms instantly came crashing down, revealing his super pink face, teary eyes, and wide smile.

"Hehe, there's that cute face I adore so much" Toya smiled like a dork at the sight of Akito laughing so carefree, making the funniest and cutest sounds imaginable.

"WAHAHAHAHAHA! Y-YOU BAHAHASTARD- MPH!!!".

Before he could finish insulting him, Toya shut him up with a kiss to the lips, all while still tickling his underarms. If Akito thought he was dying before, he definitely was now. Not only was one of his worst spots getting targetted, but now Toya was also kissing him! He felt like he was going to pass out, regardless if it was because of all the teasing or lack of oxygene. Still, right now he felt like he was on cloud nine, he didn't want this to end, although he still needed to breathe.

After some somewhat aggressive taps to Toya's shoulder did the bicolored male finally stop, giving his boyfriend a well deserved break. Akito slumped down, quickly gulping as much air as he could, all while he still giggled like a kid at the ghost tingles.

"You doing okay there?" Toya asked as he layed down next to him, wrapping him up in a comforting hug. Silly Akito nodded, he was too busy giggling to give him an actual response. Toya smiled, Akito looked much more relaxed and genuinly happy compared to earlier, it looks like the technique worked.

"Glad you liked it" Toya saind bluntly. Akito stared at him for a moment, with his mouth agaped. His boyfriend could be so straightforward, never ceased to fluster him.

"S-shut uhup!" Akito playfully smacked him in the chest, Toya only giggled in reply, squeezing him tighter in the hug. They both remained cuddled close to each other, Akito still too flustered and giggly to complain. But he had to admit, his boyfriend truly was one of a kind.

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I barely proofread this so...sorry not sorry :p

Also lee Akito>>>>>>>>

#project sekai #colorful stage #tickle #colorful stage tickle #project sekai tickle #fic #tickle fic #colorful stage tickle fic #project sekai tickle fic #akito shinonome #toya aoyagi #lee!akito #ler!toya #akitoya fluff #akitoya brainrot #akitoya

[cantsaythetword]

✨🌈

Hello!!!

✨What's a fic you've posted you wish you could breathe life into again and have people talking about it? (or simply a fic you wish got more credit)

I mean I feel like this is a very predictable answer lmao but I'd have to say Finding A Motive (Brooklyn 99) purely because it took me HOURS to write and it's like 5 thousand words (which I've never written for one fic before) and I'm just really really super proud of it.

That being said, it means more that I was actually able to finish it and have myself be happy with the whole thing rather than it get a lot of attention/credit. I'm more than satisfied with it just existing ^^.

🌈is there a fic that you worked *really fucking hard on* that no one would ever know? maybe a scene/theme you struggled with?

So my instinctual answer would be Show Me What You Got (Spiderman FFH) purely because I accidentally deleted THE ENTIRE FIC off tumblr on my old mobile so I had to rewrite the entire thing lmao.

In terms of just writing a fic the first time (lmao), I'd say either Claws, Good Vibrations, or In The Air Tonight.

Claws because it took me a lot of thinking power and research to come up with descriptions for charades that would work for claws and tickles lmao.

Good Vibrations because I usually use a lot of visual descriptions for fics, so writing from the POV of a blind character was very much out of my comfort zone but I feel I did ok with it (plus the concept of vibration tickles is fucking gold and I love it hehehe).

In the Air tonight initially wasn't hard cause it was literally just recounting what happened with me and my friends at a sleepover at one point. But then my lil music nerd brain decided to get the fic to match the pacing of the actual song so I listened to it and edited the fic so much to get the pacing of the song to match the pace of reading the fic.

Thanks for the ask my friend!

#ask #anon #ask game #writer asks

[anothertimdrakestan]

Batboys/YJ Boys Reaction To You Falling Asleep On Them

req: Hiya! If this is weird you don't have to write it but I fall asleep everywhere. All the time. So I was wondering if you would write a batboys/young justice boys reaction to their like s/o falling aslee on them and it's all fluffy and cute? I love your blog thanks!"

hi angel! this is totally cute hehe i also have a couple fics ab this too if u wanna read them :D anywho i hope you enjoy!

(i didn't do my normal 8 i picked the cutest ones so i could go a little more in depth i hope that's okay i can always do a pt 2!)

Tim Drake:

- i imagine this HAS to be you passing out next to him while he's grinding out case files

- you convinced him to slouch next to you while you watched tv and he worked on cases then suddenly your head lolled onto his shoulder and the slight vibrations of your breath clouded his brain

- he tried to focus through it the first 80 seconds but when your head started to fall off his shoulder he suddenly became a living y/n pillow, timidly wrapping his arm around you to prop you up better while trying to will his heart back down as it tried to beat out of his chest

- when you woke up you were on his chest, his arm slung around you, and a blanket draped over the two of you (thanks alfred) and he was passed out in his deepest sleep for a while

- needless to say there was definitely a "so hi good morning yea i'm in love with you too" conversation when he woke up and it was ADORABLE

Wally West:

- he'd love that shit at the beginning, thinking it's adorable how you can fall asleep standing up while he rocks you back and forth

- then he gets kinda antsy

- he resolved this problem by just picking you up bridal style and carrying you around with him

- like you'd pass out on the couch with him and then he's like "i want to go to my room for my phone" and suddenly you're picked up ever so delicately and promptly moved wherever he's off to next

- it literally looks like he's kidnapping you (he kinda is) but everybody learned to normalize it and now it's just a fundamental part of life like "op where ya off to wally?" "oh y/n fell asleep so we're going back to bed" and it's just normal now lmao

Jason Todd:

- i have this inexplainable belief that when you fall asleep randomly jason just instinctively wraps you in a blanket burrito

- when he was a kid alfred and bruce would find him sleeping around the manor (being robin is hard) and always tucked him in with a pillow and fuzzy blanket and he instinctively carried this concept over to you

- now, whenever you fall asleep he'll gently pull you out of the strange position and place you on the nearest soft surface then proceed to wrap you in either one of his massive sweatshirts (it's basically a blanket on you) or one of the fuzzy blankets he stole from dick

- you always wake up burrito-ed in, like the sides tucked and everything, jason's usually nearby- cooking or reading or there's a small note explaining that he's off vigilante-ing

- now it's a staple in your relationship, and on the off chance jay falls asleep randomly he can expect to wake up wrapped in fluffy warmth with you cuddled into his chest

- tim and dick have SO many blackmail photos of y'all snuggled up but bruce has a single, small picture he always keeps close of the two of you wrapped together the way he taught jason all those years ago ;) proud batdad moment

Gar Logan:

- gar LOVES that you're down to curl up for a catnap at any given time ;)

- he's content to let you cuddle in his lap while he plays video games, though he's definitely gotten in trouble for yelling too loud (not like you can't just fall back asleep lol)

- he also likes to suprise you with food or little gifts when you wake up, you love waking up to his large mischievous grin as he shows you his lastest find

- there's literally nothing better than deciding which fluffy animal you want to cuddle each day, so far pandas rank pretty high, very close to st. bernard doggos and tigers (which are surprisingly soft) but there's also something special about cuddling gar himself, letting him mindlessly run his hands through your hair while you use the slow sound of his breath to lull you to sleep, safe and protected by your guardian angel beast :)

Damian Wayne:

- dami is very chill about it, he won't necessarily cuddle you and swoon over your sleeping form rather defend you from any incoming "threats"

- "drake i recognize your step pattern, y/n is asleep and you shall not dare to wake them"

- "yes. y/n is asleep, do not stare Kent, it's rude"

- he takes special joy in getting to wake you up, there's a certain pride in knowing he's the last person you see before sleep and the first person you wake up to

- "mhm beloved we must go, please wake up dearest i hope you slept well" he's so soft with you, his tone still deep and rumbling but softer and cooler than his normal harsh quips

- he won't admit it, but his heart does a somersault everytime you do that little wake up yawn and stretch, if he weren't around his family he'd probably wrap you in his embrace and kiss your face until you'd completely woken up from the tickling

- but for now, he settles with holding your hand and gently guiding you wherever you're headed next, giving a loving squeeze to remind you he's always there for you no matter where you decided to pass out next

i hope you enjoyed! thanks for the req :) lmk if y'all would want a part two! ily!

#tim drake #damian wayne #batboys #jason todd #bruce wayne #gar logan #garfield logan #beast boy #dc headcanons #kid flash #wally west #dc fluff #young justice headcanons #tim drake x reader #damian wayne x reader #jason todd x reader #gar logan x reader #wally west x reader #jason todd fluff #tim drake fluff #batfam #alfred pennyworth

[gm--requests]

Dirty Laundry - Daddy Dom! Keigo Takami (Hawks)

g e n r e - s m u t. fluff ending

w a r n i n g s - Dom! Hawks, daddy kink, creampie, degradation, fingering,

o r i g i n a l  c o n t e n t - i did write this

w o r d s - 2507

r e q u e s t s - closed

a / n - this is my first anime related fic haha. i’m a big weeb and an even bigger Hawks simp... so here we are... i noticed that there is literally zero plus size reader stuff for Hawks and as a big girl this was just unacceptable to me, so i took matters into my own hands. i don’t even watch my hero y’all, i just love his character, so if you see anything wrong with how i wrote him, just lmk (nicely) and i’ll look into it. anyways this is written with a plus-size reader in mind. if you see any mistakes grammatically please know i wrote this having been up for 20 hours. anyone, of course, can read it, and i highly encourage it because i worked hard on this piece, but there needs to be a common understanding that there will be no dramatic throwing of anyone through a wall or anything lmao. like the plus-size community is hella underrated and i hope that i do all my babies justice. also please leave feedback if you have any. also please do not engage in unprotected sex unless you are in a long term relationship with a trustworthy partner.  that being said please enjoy sex as much as you want with the use of aforementioned protection!

(10/25/20)

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Everyone has their secrets, their dirty laundry, except this laundry wasn’t yours. This laundry belonged to the number 2 hero, Keigo Takami, better known to the public as Hawks, the ever friendly and alarmingly quick man, both in actual speed and wit. This aforementioned laundry wasn’t just figurative, it was literal, and it was currently strung all over your bedroom floor.

You stood in pajamas in your kitchen, cooking for the birdman like some kind of housewife. You two weren’t even official, but whenever he says he is coming over, you can’t help but to let him. You were definitely falling for the hero a lot faster than you wanted to be and it was made even worse by the fact that you knew you were just his new toy. Granted this little arrangement had been going on for months, so how new were you really? That was the scary part, never knowing when it was going to be your last time seeing him.

You stir the curry in the pot before you, deep in thought when you feel a pair of arms wrap around your squishy mid-section. Hawks presses up against you, his wings spread out comfortably, as he nestles his head into the crook of your neck, his still damp hair tickles your face. The cheeky bird plants soft kisses along the column of your neck , humming happily.

“Hey baby bird,” he mumbles in your ear, his gravelly voice sending chills throughout your body.

The man nips at your ear and a blush spreads across your face, “Sir, I am trying to finish making dinner.”

Keigo grins and reaches past you, turning off the stove top, “What if I want you to be my dinner instead, kid?” Before you can reply he is licking up your neck, making your body go rigid.

You quickly lean the spoon against the side of the pot and turn to face him, “A-are you sure, you don’t want an actual meal, sir? You’ve worked all day and-” you trail off as you eye his body. The fit man decided to skip putting on a shirt and boxers, opting just for a pair of sweatpants that hang dangerously low on his hips. His dick already pressing against the fabric.

He chuckles, “What’s with all this ‘sir’ business, kid? You know if you’re gonna use any honorifics, it should be daddy.”

Hawks’ grin spreads further across his face as he watches you become more flustered, “Baby bird you get like this every time and I can’t say that I don’t enjoy it, but Daddy bird isn’t in a playful mood tonight, so let’s just skip the games yea?”

You just nod, his fingers run gently down your arms to your hands and he gives them a squeeze, before turning around and all but dragging you to your bedroom. Once inside the room, he doesn’t bother shutting the door, instead he stops right in front of your bed, turns around and instantly his lips are on yours.  Keigo kisses you roughly, his hands grabbing at your plush love handles. He never has been shy about how much he appreciates the extra cushion.

You feel a small breeze and then a chill as his feathers cut through the fabric of your apron and pajamas, leaving you only in your panties. You gasp at the suddenness of it all and he takes that opportunity to shove his tongue into your mouth. His grip on your body tightens as he pulls you impossibly closer, his tongue exploring your mouth as if it had never been there before.

When he finally pulls away for air, he takes your bottom lips between his teeth, enjoying the little hiss of pain you let out, “Oh ho ho, baby bird, baby bird,” he grins, stepping away from you to ogle your body, “how are you always so, damn, perfect? And you’re all mine? God am I lucky.”

You start to turn in on yourself in attempts to hide your body and Keigo tsks, pulling your arms away from yourself, “Pretty birdy,” he mumbles, turning the two of you around and pushing you on to the bed. A small yelp leaves your mouth as you make contact with your mattress.

He takes his bottom lip between his teeth, his gaze predatory, “Get comfy kid, daddy’s gonna take real good care of you.”

You quickly scoot back on the bed and he climbs on top of you. The bird lets his wings splay out behind him, his show of dominance. You can’t help but be impressed by the large display of crimson red. Keigo smiles proudly as you look at his wings in awe. You continue to watch as his wings fold down to cage the two of you in, “I’ll always take care of you baby bird.” His tone change made your eyes instantly shift to his and the look he gave you was different than normal. This wasn’t him claiming you sexually like it normally was, this was real, and that made everything that followed even better.

“I know,” you whispered and then once again the moment shifted. His hand cupping your face, his thumb tracing your lip. He watched as you took his thumb into your mouth and a tiny rumble left the back of his throat as he pulled it out and watched your eyes as you stared at him innocently.

“God you’re gonna be the death of me,” he grins as he leans down and attaches his lips to yours once again. The kiss is just as harsh as before, but it doesn’t last as long, as he opts to take it lower. Keigo sucks dark marks onto every inch of your neck that he can, trailing them down to your breasts. His tongue laps at your left nipple letting it harden before his lips wrap around the pert bud. Keigo brings his hand down to massage your right breast.

Small gasps leave your mouth as his hands work across your chest, his says nothing as he continues moving down your body. Keigo stops and looks up at you, before a feather darts in front of his eyes and into his hand. Dragging it quickly down both sides of your underwear, he pulls the freshly cut fabric away from your body.

“Keigo you have to stop cutting up all my clothing,” you say breathily.

He smirks, “Then you have to stop getting excited every time I do something to remind you how sharp they can be.” 

“I’m serious! And I don’t get excited I just-” is all you get out before he drags two fingers across your exposed folds, making a small whimper leave your lips instead.

The hero holds his fingers up in front of his face, “For someone who isn’t excited my fingers sure do seem to be wet, baby bird,” he coos before sticking the fingers in his mouth. You watch him, embarrassed as he sucks on his fingers dramatically, never breaking eye contact.

“You taste so good, kid, maybe I should get it from the source yea?”

Hawks lays down, bringing his face to your heat, “Now make sure you moan real loud for daddy, m’kay? I wanna be able to hear my pretty little songbird, got that?”

He looks up at you for an answer and you swallow thickly, “Yessir.”

“Good little bird,” is all he says before connecting his tongue with your clit. This immediate stimulation makes a moan leave your lips. He laps at the sensitive bundle of nerves and watches your body react to his menstruations.

As his tongue works at your erogenous bud, he eases a finger into you. You mewl as he pushes in and out of your ever wettening hole. Before you know it he is adding another finger, reveling at the way you wrap around them. Thrusting them in and out of you slowly, As he bends them, his fingers press against a part of you that has your back arching a bit at the feeling.  

You moan wantonly and he chuckles, sucking mercilessly on your clit. All the lewd noises you’re making are music to his ears and travel directly to his hardening length. Hawks lightly ruts against the bed as he easily slips a third finger into you. Your eyebrows knit together in pleasure and Keigo doesn’t miss a beat.

Angling his fingers a bit differently, he manages to continuously press against the best spots inside of you, “You make the best sounds song bird, is daddy gettin’ you close?”

You nod as a response, but that isn’t enough, “C’mon let me hear those big girl words, yea?”

“Y-yes daddy,” you breathe out as your orgasm creeps closer and closer, “can I, can I cum?”

“Of course baby bird,” he exclaims before abruptly pulling his fingers out of you. Your eyes shoot open and you look at him in shock.

“But it won’t be on my fingers. Not when my cock is a viable option.” The smirk on his face only becomes more mischievous as you look up at him with watery eyes.

Hawks crawls back over you, “Don’t worry kid, I won’t keep ya waitin’,” He kisses your forehead before pulling away and quickly clambering off the bed to remove his sweatpants. You watch as the pants fall to the floor. He is back on you in seconds, you whimper with anticipation as he taps the tip of his dick against your clit.

“Daddy please,” you whine and he smiles.

“You want it that bad baby?”

“Please, I need to have you inside me.”

It was unusual for you to be so unabashedly vocal about wanting him and who was he to say no to his precious little bird. Without another word he slips his dick inside of you. Pressing into you slowly, inch by inch, a low groan leaving his lips and filling in the empty space left by your silent cry in pleasure.

“S-so tight,” he stutters as he pulls out almost completely only to immediately resheath his length inside of you. It doesn’t take long for him to set a comfortable pace that has you panting for more.

Though just moments ago your climax had been ripped away from you, the familiar feeling is already regenerating and if the volume and length of your moans wasn’t enough to let him know, the way you fluttered around him uncontrollably was. Instead of commenting on it, he simpers, making you wrap your legs around his waist. His grip on your hips tightens as he angles his thrusts deeper. Keigo sets a faster pace that has you all but babbling about how great it feels.

Your hands go from gripping the bed sheets to unconsciously clutching the base of his wings. The hero lets out a breathy whine at the feeling, leaving you unintentionally clenching tighter around him.

“Ahh, fuck baby bird, those wings are sensitive enough on their own,” he pants out, “ but if you keep tugging at them and this messy cunt of yours keeps clenching around me so tight, I won’t last much longer.”

All you can do is moan in response as he thrusts into you faster, his member filling you up perfectly with each and every thrust.

“Please,” you whine, grabbing carelessly at the base of his wings as his cock continuously pounds into you.

He inhales harshly at the feeling, fighting back the lewd noises that threaten to spill over, “C’mon kid, I know you’re close. Cum for me like the good girl I know you are.” Each word said obviously filled with pleasure, his resolve withering away as you begin to fall apart. Your orgasm crashing through you.

Absolutely filthy sounds leave your lips and meld with the sounds he can no longer hold back. His praises slurred as he nears his own climax. Still fucking into your roughly, chasing his own high with wanton abandon. Even as your body begins to shake lightly in overstimulation, he doesn’t stop, not until he is filling you up. Still thrusting into you with fervor, he unabashedly lines your insides with him cum, head thrown back, wings slightly shaking, and a grip on your hips that will definitely bruise.

Instead of immediately pulling out, he leans down and presses his sweat damp forehead against your own, a soft fire in his eyes. You smile up at him softly and he grins widely in response.

“You know you’re mine forever, right y/n?”

“Is this your way of saying we are dating Keigo?”

“I asked my question first.”

“I feel like we are doing this all backwards.”

“If I say yes, you’ll say yes too correct?”

“Keigo, that makes it sound like you’re scared to say we’re official.”

“And if I am?”

“I’d say that I’m surprised number two hero Hawks is scared of anything,” you smirk up at him and he only grins wider.

“Of course we’re official. I honestly thought you already knew that.” He answered nonchalantly, finally leaning up to carefully pull out of you. You let out a small gasp at the feeling of being empty and he fights back his shit eating simper. Leaving the room to grab a towel to clean up.

As he cleans up the mess he made of your body, his fingers trace over all of the marks he left on you and you lay there in thought.

“How was I supposed to know we were official?”

“Geez, y/n. You think I just sleep with every female I know? What kind of hero do you take me for?” He asks, feigning offence.

You glare at him as he discards the dirty towel and walks over to his side of the bed, throwing his hands up in surrender, “Alright, alright, I’m sorry kid. I probably should have my intentions with you more clear from the start,” the two of you awkwardly shuffle around trying to get the blanket from underneath you and get comfortable. He pulls you into him, your head resting on his chest, his wings splayed out underneath you both. “So uh,” he clears his throat, awkwardly craning his neck to look down at you, “does that mean you’ve been seeing someone else, or…”

“They must have invented the term bird brain because of you specifically,” you sigh and he gasps.

“You sure are snippy for someone who just had amazing sex,” he chuckles and you smack his chest playfully.

“Of course I’m not seeing anyone else, you might be the number two hero, but you’re my number one,” you smile widely.

Hawks scoffs lightly, “Normally I hate cheesy stuff like that, but when it’s coming from you, I think maybe I could get used to it.”

“Well you better. You’re the one talking about forever,” you reply cheekily, looking up at him.

The man looks at you lovingly and places a gentle kiss on the top of your head, “You’re damn right I’m talking about forever, kid. Anything less and I don’t know what I’d do.”

#smut #stuck in a smut #daddy!hawks #hawks #keigo takami #hawks x reader #hawks x y/n #hawks x you #takami keigo smut #hawks smut #takami keigo x reader #bnha #mha #bnha hawks #mha hawks #plus size #plus size smut #anime plus size smut #hawks x plus size reader #bnha plus size #mha plus size #bnha smut #mha smut #satori tendou from haikyuu is next lmfao #hawks.exe

[anya-grace]

Am I late for Smutty Saturday? But as they say, better late than Petra and Levi never fucking so here ya go 😛

A/N: My brain stopped functioning halfway through writing my succubus!Petra fic lol so here's Levi fucking Petra on top of the wall instead :)

I also don't have a title for this lmao. Wall sex? 50 Meters League on Top of the Sea (of titans)?

Summary: Petra and Levi. Sex. 🥰🥰🥰

It wasn't rare for them to be on night duty. It was one thing that the Corps has a limited number of soldiers, but there was also the fact that they, as the special operations squad, have the duty to learn more about their nemesis. And one way of knowing about them was to examine them up close in their most vulnerable state: at night when the sun is gone and their energy was at its lowest.

Petra didn't mind the extra work though. Even if she knew that the additional task at hand is going to take a toll on her training tomorrow, she certainly wouldn't trade anything for a private and intimate time with her Captain.

She stood next to him, watching the horizon as the orange full moon graced them with its light. She often compared the moon and the sun, and she realized that the heavenly body at night was far more beautiful than the giant ball of fire in the morning.

"Captain," she saluted, "You should take a rest. I can handle this by myself."

She admired the sharp features of the man as the light of the moon touched his skin. Petra breathed heavily when his eyes met hers, and she almost missed the way his mouth moved when he said that he was fine and that she needed the rest more than him.

After arguing that the Captain needed to rest than her, they agreed to take a break at the same time.

They were sitting on top of the wall. The wind was cold but kind, the gentle breeze swayed her hair and coat sideways and she sighed at the peaceful feeling of the night. 

"Do you want to sleep, Ral?" the Captain asked.

"No, sir." She exhaled at the tousled look of his black hair, "How about you, Sir? Do you want to?" 

"No," he said firmly.

Petra nodded and did not initiate any more conversation. Instead, she focused on this wonderful moment. She was mere inches away from her Captain, and although there were titans fifty meters below them, she still thought that this was perfect.

She secretly took a peek at the man beside her. His eyes were closed and his arms were crossed on his chest, highlighting his muscles. Petra felt her cheeks heating up and snapped her head in the opposite direction. She hugged her knees to her chest and buried her red face between them.

Stupid. Stupid. How can I have the energy to ogle my Captain when we're literally mere feet away from the titans?

She erased all thoughts of her Captain inside her head and sighed. This was going to be a long night…

***

Her eyes snapped open instantly, remembering where she was and what she was doing. She fell asleep while on night duty, and worse, on top of the wall. If she had made a wrong move while sleeping, then it would cost her her life and the Captain.

Speaking of the man, her heart beat faster as she snapped her head in his direction, and she felt a heavy weight resting on her right shoulder.

Breathing calmly, the Captain fell asleep on her shoulder. His hands were still crossed to his chest. The wind blew his hair to reveal his face, his eyebrows were knitted together and his lips slightly parted from each other.

She gave a thoughtful smile as she watched the sleeping man. Was it unprofessional to be in this position? Was it bad that she's obsessed with the way his chest rose and fell as he breathed? 

Frankly, she doesn't care. Petra wanted to savor this moment and drink every inch of detail that she could get in this proximity with her superior.

She was sure that the Corporal was more or less aware of her romantic feelings for him. On more than one occasion, Petra felt his longing stare at her when they were alone. She swore she could feel the frustration in him whenever she's close. And she knew, no matter how hard he tried to hide, that he was attracted to her too.

Her face heated up again for whoever knows how many times that night. 

Gathering her courage, she placed a chaste kiss on his forehead. The captain grunted but did not wake, but his head felt heavier on her shoulder.

The night was getting deeper, and the moon was covered with thick clouds that made the surroundings darker. The air was colder and more threatening. Her behind became too sensitive as the material of the wall became colder, and the long hour of sitting on top of the hard stone made it ache.

With the lack of anything to focus her mind on, her attention was again on Levi. His hands fell into his lap and his face was now buried on the crook of her neck instead of her shoulder. His breathing tickled her sensitive skin and she shuddered as her mind imagined things that will never happen.

Feeling a wet sensation on her neck, she felt the Captain trailing kisses and nipping on her skin. She gasped and instinctively moved away, leaving the Captain's head hanging on the air as his eyes pierced her.

Her hands traveled to her neck, the space between her legs getting wet as the realization hit her. 

"Captain...why did you– God, did you kiss me?" 

Placing a hand at the back of his neck and stretching it, Levi noted her flushed appearance. "Did you kiss me?" He asked back.

"I didn–" her eyes widened, remembering the way she kissed his forehead a while ago. 

"B-But it was different," she defended.

"How so?"

"Yours was sexual and–"

The captain stood in front of her, his shadow covered her face and body as his eyes gleamed in the darkness. "Mine was what?"

Her eyes did not leave his as he crouched down again in front of her. Something was hypnotizing in his eyes that Petra couldn't explain. She gulped as his face neared her.

"Mine was what?" he asked again, this time in front of her face, his breath fanning on her heated skin.

The sound of her heart beating was suddenly louder than it ever was. It reminded her of the stomps of the titan outside the walls, the tingling sound of the signal flares whenever it was fired when a titan was in sight, and the loud cracking of bones whenever someone was caught by a titan's hand.

She snapped the last thought away and focused on the man in front of her. Licking her lips, she closed her eyes as she pulled out courage from the deepest part of hers. 

And in a matter of seconds, Petra kissed her Captain.

The contact was chaste at first. Her lips felt his and they didn't move–not right away. Her lips lingered on his for a moment before she opened her mouth and started kissing him for real.

She moaned on his mouth as he gathered the hair at the back of her head, pressing her more to him. Petra did the same as her fingers gripped his hair, tilting his head slightly upwards to give her better access to his mouth.

She felt her back hitting the cold top of the wall. Petra shivered because of the clashing temperature. Cold on her back, and heat on her front.

Moving his hands to remove her coat, Levi looked down at the woman underneath him. His shadow loomed over her, but he could see the flush of red on her face and the lust shining on her orange irises.

"Do you want to do this, Petra?" His hands moved her coat from her body to underneath her, giving her a soft cushion from the hard surface.

She pulled his face on hers again and started kissing him. "Yes. Yes, I want this," she said breathily.

The fact that they were on top of the wall, the titans waiting for them to make a wrong move, and nothing shielding them from the prying eyes of whoever was still awake at this godly hour, doesn't seem to faze Petra. She opened her dress shirt and asked him to suck on her breasts.

Levi obliged and he heard her moan. The wind took her voice and disappeared through the night. He felt her warm hands removing his jacket and opening the buttons of his clothes.

Petra pressed him deeper on her chest. When they were alone, in training, or in his room, she always wanted to ask him to suck on her nipples. It was her favorite part of her own body: her breasts. And she wanted to see her Captain playing with it.

Panting, she switched their places. Levi tugged at her nipples as she moved, and the man groaned when he lost contact with her tit.

She straddled him as she worked on completely removing his clothes. Petra opened the button of his pants and groaned when she realized that the brown straps of their ODM gear were preventing her from fully stripping him off of his clothes.

Levi did the same with hers. He squeezed her breasts and palmed her clothed pussy. Petra moaned on top of him and ground her hips to his.

The hardness of the wall made it uncomfortable to stay aroused, but Petra was looking at him hungrily, her eyes never leaving his as she pulled his underwear down and his erection sprung free.

She marveled at his dick and the first and last thing on her mind right now was to be fucked by him. Damn the walls and the titans, damn the sleeping residents that may hear her moans, she wanted to feel free on top of this wall.

He removed her on top of him and ordered her to get on all-fours. Petra obliged, showing her still clothed ass to him. He unbuttoned her from the front and pulled her pants as much as the strapped harness allowed him. 

Petra shuddered as she felt the air on her exposed cunt, and she moaned when Levi licked her once, twice, thrice, to feel her wetness.

The sight of her made him lose his mind. She tasted divine, and she smelled godly. Levi stroked his dick before pushing inside of her.

The first contact made her knees weak, and her face almost hit the floor if it weren't for Levi grasping her tits to pull her closer to him. Their moans spurred into the air as Levi pumped into her harder. She could feel him grow more inside of her as her cunt clenched around him.

They fucked as the moon watched them. They fucked as one of the titans moved from one tree to the other, as if switching places to watch them clearer. The thought made Petra shiver. They were out and about someone out there must be watching them as her superior made love to her pussy. She leaned her head back and basked in the feeling.

Petra's ass bounced every time he pounded on her. He could feel her hardened nipples at the palm of his hands as he whispered on her ears how tight she was, how good her pussy felt around him, and how dirty she was letting her superior fucked her on top of the wall.

He could feel his orgasm coming through, Petra reached for her clit and he knew that she was close too. 

With a few more hard thrusts, Levi spent inside of her as Petra did the same. She fell on the floor with a soft thud, and she felt empty as Levi pulled out of her.

Laying beside her, Levi kissed Petra again on the mouth, then her cheeks, and her temples. Petra closed her eyes in appreciation.

While her sweat cooled in her skin, Petra realized what they had done and what consequences it might bring tomorrow, the week after, the month after, or in the longer future. 

She didn't want to spoil this wonderful moment. Petra opened her eyes and saw the moon peeking once again. And for the second time, she realized that indeed, it was more beautiful than the sun.

#rivetra #levi x petra #anya's s saturday shenanigans #smutty saturday 🥳 #if u don't fuck your woman on top of a 50-meter wall then don't talk to me #or to Levi or to Petra ever again #pls gimme title ideas uwu

[durotoswrites]

For the writing meme thingy: 🍄how do you get yourself in the mood to write? 🍑 do you/would you write smut? 📒 any fics planned?

🍄 How do you get yourself in the mood to write?

Getting in the mood to write and actually wanting to sit down and start writing are two very different things, but they're connected, so I'll explain both.

To set into “creative mode” it helps me to do these things:

Listen to music that makes me think of a character/situation in my story/stories. I've got playlists separated by character and pairing. Sometimes I also just work on curating those playlists for fun and get my brain going.

Bounce overall ideas off of my friends and husband/editor (but he's my best friend, too 💗)

Reread old chapters or recent ones and future snippets based on what I want to do.

Once I actually want to put words down, I get a little more strict with myself. I get distracted verrrry easily sometimes and I have to fight the urge to open a million more tabs when researching a small detail.

I move to instrumental music (I have playlists for different moods like “emotional”, “soft”, “sad”, etc. I usually listen to “soft” as a general soothing background sound, as I can get pretty dang emotional when I write, especially with the stuff I've been churning out lately.

So, yeah, I need tissues within reach if I get upset. (Wow, I'm not making this sound fun at all, lmao)

After sound has been established, I like to eat a snack (something with protein) because I can be under for hours, lol. Eat it and finish it. Otherwise, I get distracted.

I also like to have drinks available. I always have a bottle of water, but I also like having a hot cup of tea. I think it's the time of year for me to switch to cold barley tea.

I write while seated on a recliner with my feet up. I have my laptop on a lap desk and it's a pretty cozy setup.

I basically try to remove any excuse I have to get up once I start writing, because I am the worst procrastinator I know.

🍑Do you/would you write smut?

Heheh... heck yeah, I do. Waaaaay more than most people realize. Stuff I've actually posted? It's pretty limited. I posted a couple pieces (Let Me Love You and You're Like the Sunshine) a few years ago, but I've been practicing ever since. One of my planned stories literally has what I refer to as a “smut dump” in the draft where I've been experimenting with writing different moods. I like the intimate scenes to play a role in the overall plot or have it be a bonding experience.

Despite that, I do have a shameless Gray x Mary story I should just get out there that has zero plot, just two cuties in love. In my mind it's so naughty and kinky and I get flustered thinking about it (Mary is hot, okay?), but it's probably hella vanilla, lmao. I really am grateful that people have been really supportive about my writing smut despite what I usually write, and they've been so encouraging, too! I honestly feel like the smut I've posted is really stilted because I was so self-conscious about it. I don't feel like they are terrible for first attempts, but I have definitely grown more comfortable writing it.

Will The Shy Newcomer become explicit? I kinda really want it to, but I might separate the chapters for those who don't care for that content. Overall, I'd like to write more and post more, and I want to write more than just male x female smut as well. I have some of those in my planned pieces (more about them later).

📒 Any Fics Planned?

Firstly, I'm super tickled more than one person was interested in this. I copied the answer I wrote earlier.

Short answer: Yes. I also plan to bring more of my stories over from ffn to Ao3.

Long answer under the cut, heheh. I rambled quite a bit.

Ask me about my writing processes and stories!

I have so many WIPs that haven’t been touched in years that I’d like to finish, so new planned fics aren’t posted yet. Some of them have more adult themes than most of the stuff I’ve been writing, so I get flustered sharing them. I’ve been at a crossroads, as I feel that you can’t have growth without changing things up. On the other hand, I feel like a lot of my readers associate my works with a specific “wholesome” feel-good mood. It’s kinda nice to be known for something, although that might just be my ego talking, thinking that people recognize my work as a “type”.

Regardless, in the end, I feel growth is necessary.

I don’t want to leave a lot of unfinished WIPs waiting because they stress me out and I have too many of them already, so I’d like to have a bulk of my new stories with a good chunk written before I decide to post them.

Among those include:

A longfic featuring Pete’s farm in Forget-Me-Not Valley (A blend of HMDS with the FoMT plugin and AWL). It takes place in the same universe as The Shy Newcomer (Claire in Mineral Town) and there are a few overlapping moments, although Pete’s story starts first. Pete’s personality is verrry different from Claire’s, and his story was kind of supposed to be the yang to TSN’s yin. Pete’s best friends in his story are Ruby (not sure if I’m adding Tim yet), Nami, and Rock. Readers will be treated to a poorly-socialized pre-Mineral Town Cliff (if you think he was bad at the beginning of TSN, well… heh… he’s a wreck here).

Another planned unpublished story is a crossover of Harvest Moon and the movie “In This Corner of the World”, based on a manga of the same name by Fumiyo Kouno. It was written as a gift for a friend. I have the entire outline figured out and have slowly been filling it in. My friend asked for an AU where Claire and Cliff have an arranged marriage and live with his family in Akiyama, the hometown I had created for Cliff in The Shy Newcomer. I took the opportunity to expand the characters in his family. I have it written during the same time period and society as “In This Corner of the World”, but had decided to write a spreading disease as an allegory for war, but then COVID happened and some parts of it just got really hard to write. There are also a lot of sexually explicit content as Claire slowly grows and learns from her spouse that it’s okay to express what she wants despite sex being a taboo issue. If there’s enough interest in the story, I’ll post it, but I worry it’s a little too niche for there to be many people into it.

Pastor Carter and Doctor Trent are one of my favorite rare pair ships. I’ve had a partial draft for a story about them for a few years now, especially focusing on Trent growing up and acknowledging that he has an unhealthy addiction for things that he knows he can’t have. There are some more adult/sexual themes in this piece, too, including the main character lusting after a married woman (who also happens to be his patient) and some lemons. (Does anyone call it that anymore or is it just referred to as “smut” nowadays? Haha) I always feel so bad for neglecting the folks at the clinic in-game and wanted to write a piece that focused more on them, Trent specifically. It’s a multi-chap fic, but I don’t think I’m going to let it get as long as some of my other pieces.

I also really want to write a short romantic oneshot for every marriage candidate in Mineral Town, around 1,000 words each. So far, I have one for Cliff and one for Gray. I want to write Claire with everyone, because I think it would be fun to explore all the different personalities.

I have more installments planned for A Single Day, including a day in the life of the following characters, all with drafts in varying degrees of progress:

Anna

Doug

Nora (yes, I’m writing from the point of view of the cat living at the inn)

More to come – I think Lillia and Thomas would be especially interesting to explore

I do still have that Legend of Zelda Majora’s Mask piece I’ve been pondering where Link befriends the soul of the deku scrub child while possessed by the mask. I don’t have much written about it, but I really love the world of Majora’s Mask. Such a fun game.

I also think about the lead carpenter’s son in Ocarina of Time and that weird side quest involving the blue chicken and the son being lost to the forest. Then that unique-looking kokiri girl explaining that all who get taken in the lost woods become stalfos. Like, did the guy die? Was he sick? Did he want to die? There’s just so much going on there that would be fun to explore.

I also have played OMORI recently and have like… A LOT of feelings about it. I don’t know what I’d write, but I’m still damn impressed at how well the characters are developed in such a short game.

Other games I’ve had vague ideas about writing for include the following:

The Flame in the Flood: I’m thinking a survivalist/action story fleshing out Scout’s backstory a bit more and her thoughts as she’s traveling. I feel like she’s a very lonely person, but isn’t given the chance to really dwell on it.

Night In the Woods: I’d love to write more about Mae’s dreams and what they mean to her. She doesn’t really talk to anyone about them openly, so it’s really hard to tell her feelings about them in some regards. We know that she’s distressed about them, but I’d like to dive a little deeper. Do the nightmares end after the games does? What about Bea’s new nightmares?

Hades (Supergiant Games): I think it would be fun to write more about the events that take place before the game starts, like Zagreus’s duties in the house of Hades, and expand on the strained relationship with his father.

#ask games #writing #jake-marshall