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[myreygn]

tkltober day 5: "I'm not ticklish!"

Across the Spiderverse - ler!Pavitr, lee!Hobie

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“You should try.”

“I think you should, actually.”

“Are you crazy?! No!”

“Whoʼs crazy?” Pavitr grinned when both Gwen and Miles turned to him with a shocked expression on their faces. He had been working on his stealth skills and apparently the training was already paying off.

“Gwen is!” Miles regained his composure a little quicker. “Sheʼs telling me to tickle Hobie!” 

He yelped when Gwen hit him in the shoulder. “Duh, you were the one who said that thereʼs absolutely no way Hobie isnʼt ticklish! If youʼre so sure, why are you so scared?” 

“Iʼm not scared, I just think you should do it because you were like 'Hobie would totally not be mad at me if I tried to tickle him'!”

“I never said that! And my voice does not sound like that!” 

“Yes it does!” 

“No it doesnʼt! Stop changing the topic!”

“The topic of how youʼre gonna go and tickle Hobie?” 

“I said no! You do it!” 

“Iʼll do it.”

A beat of stunned silence, then Miles looked at him with wide eyes. “Are you serious?! Youʼre the crazy one!” 

Pavitr just shrugged. “Nah, donʼt worry about me. Like you said, thereʼs no way Hobie isnʼt ticklish. If he really wasnʼt, he wouldnʼt make a point of telling us so whenever the topic comes up.”

“Still,” Gwen chimed in from the side, “Hobieʼs stronger than you, heʼll overpower you.”

“Not if Iʼm faster.” Deciding that that was a good exit line, Pavitr used his webs to attach himself to the ceiling and then began crawling out of the living room and towards the kitchen where Hobie was busy fiddling with the stove, unaware of his impending doom.

Gwen and Miles were huddling up at the door to try and get a glimpse of what was going on. Hobie definitely noticed them, judging by the small smile tugging at his lips, but that wasnʼt a big deal. If anything they were further distracting him and while Hobie had a Spidey-sense of course, Pavitr had one too; he had a pretty good idea of when it would kick in. So when a barely noticeable flinch went through the punkʼs body, Pavitr was ready to strike.

“Pav, what the fuck!”

“Shh, just ignore me.” Pavitr wasted no time, immediately sticking his fingers under Hobie’s arms and feeling the punk stiffen. Aha. “I’m just running a test.”

“Pahav, what are you doihing- get off of me!”

“Nope.” Pavitr couldn’t help the big grin spreading across his face. That had definitely been a giggle! Determined, he stopped wiggling into his friend’s armpits and let his hands wander down the ever so slightly trembling torso. If there was a spot that made Hobie giggle, there had to be a spot that made him laugh!

Although his ribs apparently weren’t it. Pavitr felt his enthusiasm fade away slowly and by the time he had reached the sides, Hobie had already turned around, his arms crossed in front of his chest and cockily smirking down at him. “Nice try, muppet. You know I’m not ticklish.”

“Uhm… I tried my best?” Pavitr’s fingers slowly came to a stop and he gulped. Not good. He had to think fast.

Hobie cracked his knuckles. Shit. “Yeah well, your best wasn’t good enough.”

“Then maybe this will be.” It was an act of desperation, bringing his hands down and squeezing the older boy’s hips; a final attempt to maybe, somehow, distract him enough to get a bit of a head start. Safe to say Pavitr was absolutely amazed when Hobie toppled over with a squeal.

“AEEE- PAHAHAHAV!”

“Why dear friend, that’s my name. How may I help you?” Not giving the punk a chance to turn the tables on him, Pavitr continued to prod and squeeze at his hip bones, carefully guiding his head away from the cupboards when Hobie went down. “I thought you said you weren’t ticklish.”

“IHI LIHIED, I LIHIHIED! PAHAHAHAV!”

“Tsk tsk, you know lying isn’t very nice.”

“NOHOHOT THE HIHIHIPS!”

“Hm, yes the hips.” Pavitr flashed a toothy ‘told you so’ grin at Gwen and Miles. “Wanna help?”

#this is late because of stupid wifi i apologize #i'll get 6 and 7 out too dw #rey writes #augtickletober2023 #tickletober #tkltober #spiderman across the spiderverse #atsv #pavitr prabhakar #hobie brown #ler!pavitr #lee!hobie #ticklish!hobie

[tastybluesprite]

Make Papa Rei smile

Woooo ok this is my first Buddy Daddies fanfic lol. Rei is an absolute sweetheart and needs all the hugs and tickles so I wrote this hehe.

Warnings: None besides that this is a tickle fic so if that’s not your thing keep scrolling

Summery: Miri wants to see Rei smile

Ever since Miri walked into their lives, Kazuki and Rei had their hands full. Rei wasn’t used to seeing anyone be this cheerful and upbeat. It was almost exhausting just to watch. He was certainly grateful that Kazuki did most of the work to take care of the kid.

Often times he had no idea what to do with her. He was trained to be a hitman. An assassin who kills. Not some babysitter.

“PAPA REEIIIII!!!!”

He winced at the loud noise that caused him to wake up. That was another thing he wasn’t used to. Having a human alarm clock to wake up to every morning.

He attempted to roll over in his bathtub, trying to go back to sleep. Suddenly he felt a heavy weight nail him right in the middle. He let out a loud “oof” sound, his eyes squeezed shut and watering from pain.

He opened them to see a little girl in a brown Bob cut beaming down at him. He sighed. “Miri what time is it?”

“It’s breakfast O’Clock!!!!” She cried gleefully. “Papa Reiiiii!!! Make me breakfast! I want that yummy cereal!!!!”

Rei yawned. “It’s too damn early for this. Go back to sleep.”

Miri huffed and puffed out her cheeks in frustration. “No! I want breakfast!!! I’m hungryyy!!! Papa Reiiii!!!!!”

Rei sighed again. “Have Kazuki make it for you.”

“No way! Papa Kazuki won’t let me eat it. He’ll force me to eat stuff like icky mushrooms and tomatoes and vegetables!”

“Sorry kid. Cant help you here. I’m tired.”

“Awwww Cmon just get up!!!” She pushed at his shoulders. He just groaned and shut his eyes.

“You should really stop being so grumpy Papa Rei! I wanna see you smile!”

“Sorry Miri. I’ve already told you before I don’t smile. I haven’t in a long time.”

“Hm… then I can help you smile!” Miri offered with a grin. “See?!” She started making silly faces, sticking out her tongue and making obnoxious noises.

“Ugh just go away.”

“No! If you won’t make me breakfast you can at least show me a smile!!!” She demanded.

“And how exactly do you plan to do that?” He asked her, admittedly somewhat curious.

“Well I can sing you a funny song! Or make funny faces!” She began singing high pitched the only words that she could think would sound silly enough. But of course, it didn’t work.

“Awww Cmon just smile papa Rei!!!” She poked at his cheek with a grumpy expression.

Rei sighed. He shouldn’t have to be here all morning dealing with this. He had video games waiting for him. He finally got Miri off him and climbed out of his tub for a bed.

Miri followed him out and they went to the kitchen to see Kazuki making breakfast. “Morning sleepy head!” The blonde teased his exhausted partner.

“Papa Kazuki! Help me make Papa Rei smile!” Miri asked him with determination.

Kazuki laughed. “Papa Rei isn’t much of a smiler.”

“I’m not Papa Rei.” The raven head deadpanned from the couch, which he had gone to to play his video games.

“Cmon Rei! You can show Miri that your smile!” Kazuki encouraged his partner, almost as if to say Cmon please just humor the kid if you want to shut her up.

“Sorry, no thanks.” Rei muttered. Kazuki sighed at his partner. Although his stubbornness towards something like this was pretty endearing. He sat himself next to Rei on the couch, poking at his cheek. “Cmon Reiiii show it to us!”

“Yeah come on Rei!” Miri cheered, running to his other side to poke his other cheek. Rei sat their, trying hard to ignore them as he played his video games.

Eventually Kazuki began poking him lower in the middle of his side, and he stiffened up, instinctively grabbing the blondes wrists.

Kazuki was supprised at the sudden gesture to protect himself, but a mischievous smirk slowly appeared on his face. “Huh? What’s this Rei?” Kazuki asked, trying to poke again, only to get the same reaction.

“Dude no freaking way, are you ticklish?” Kazuki asked, completely disregarding the playful act, and landing a poke to his side again, this time making Rei flinch and grab his arm again.

They made eye contact for a moment, and then Kazuki quickly shoved him back to the couch, making him drop the game controller. He managed to straddle him. Rei tried to fight him off at first, but since he had just woken up, his exhaustion weakened him.

“Uh-oh Rei… looks like your not going anywhere…” Kazuki teased, and then began to drill his fingers into his sides. Reis eyes widened, arching his back slightly as he forced his laughter to stay down.

“Cmon Rei don’t be embarrassed! Show Miri your smile!”

“Yeah Papa Rei, smile!!!”

When Kazuki went up to his ribs, Rei couldn’t hold it anymore and laughter slowly spilled out of his mouth.

“K-Kahahazuhukihihi stohohohop!!!” Rei grabbed at the blondes wrists, but it was no use. As strong as he was, the tickling had weakened him completely now.

“There it is!!! Isn’t his laugh precious Miri~” Kazuki teased. He couldn’t help smiling at his partner. He was wearing the most adorable little smile Kazuki had ever seen from Rei, and he couldn’t help but fall in love with it immediately.

Miri went for his neck, scratching her tiny little fingers lightly at the sensitive skin, and Rei had to use all the strength he had left to keep himself from squealing. High pitched giggles erupted out of him and Kazuki actually stopped his own tickling from how surprised he was. He never heard that kind of laughter from him ever.

“Awww Rei I didn’t know you could giggle!” Kazuki teased. Reis face burned red. “Shuhuhut uhuhuhup!!” He attempted to grab at Miris hands.

“No! Papa Kazuki! Papa Rei is defweeting me!”

Kazuki laughed, “it’s ‘defeating’ Miri, not de-fweeting silly. Not to fear however! I will help you.”

He began digging into Reis underarms and he let out an undignified shriek, quickly clamping his arms down to his side.

“NOHOHOT THEHEHERE KAHAHAZUKI STOHOHOP!!!” Rei kicked at his feat, trying but failing to really trap the fingers.

“Awww look Miri! Looks like we found papa Reis weak spot.”

“Yay!!!” Miri cheered as she joined in.

Soon Rei looked as if he was having difficulty breathing and Kazuki realized he should stop.

He pulled Miri away from him and got off Rei himself. Rei was still lightly giggling from the excess tingles, seeming to be too tired now to really get up.

“Look at that Miri… we made Papa Rei smile.” Kazuki grinned at his partner, who wore a bright smily expression on his face as he caught his breath.

Kazuki hoped Rei could get used to Miri eventually, for just a while until they could find Miris proper home.

Though he didn’t realize that her proper home was right under his nose.

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[intheticklecloset]

Free! Coffee Shots #1-9

A collection of the Free! sentence starters I’ve done, compiled for the sake of ease. These are all stand-alone stories.

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1) Lee Rei, Lers Nagisa and Makoto

“Rei, you’re worrying too much—”

“No! I have to get the form perfect or it won’t be beautiful at all!” Rei sucked in a deep breath, letting it out slowly, concentrating. “One more time.”

Makoto glanced at Haru and Nagisa, exchanging shrugs with them as their newest member dove into the water for the fifth time in a row, trying to perfect his form within just a few days of finally being able to swim without sinking. The brunette watched him worryingly. Rei’s form wasn’t the best, sure, but he was still brand new. He couldn’t expect perfection right away, even if he was…well, Rei.

The newcomer completed his swim and climbed out of the water, shaking stray drops from his eyes. “How was that?”

“Better!” Nagisa encouraged enthusiastically, jumping over to him, placing himself between Rei and the pool. “You’re doing great, Rei!”

“But is there room for improvement? Surely there must be.” Rei turned to Makoto. “Captain?”

Makoto sighed. “You’ve got to be patient. You won’t be perfect right away, you know. And Nagisa’s right – you’re improving every time.”

Rei frowned. “But there’s still more work to be done.”

“There’s always more work to be done,” Makoto replied evenly.

Nagisa glanced up at his friend, saw his disappointed features, and hugged him from behind, startling the taller boy. “Don’t worry, Rei. You’ll be swimming like a pro before you know it! Just don’t push yourself, okay?”

Rei remembered their training camp and let out a resigned sigh. “I won’t.”

“Cheer up!” Nagisa grinned, turning playful in an instant. He scribbled lightly over Rei’s sides. “You’re no fun when you’re grumpy.”

“Ah! I’m n-nohohohohot grumpy! Nagisahahaha!” Rei giggled, his frown instantly replaced with a bright smile. He squirmed in place, trying to wriggle away from his smaller friend’s grasp. “S-Stohohohop! Hey!”

Makoto soon found he was smiling as well, and before he knew it he’d joined Nagisa’s efforts, raking his nails across Rei’s ribs. Rei squealed and arched his back, nearly losing his footing due to the slippery surface surrounding the pool. He pushed at the both of them while still giggling steadily, pink tinging his cheeks.

“Hehehehehey! Bohohohohoth of you, stohohohohop this instahahahant! This is unprohohohofessional!”

“Pfft, you think we care about being professional here?” Nagisa laughed, tickling harder. “We’re just having fun! Lighten up!”

Makoto nodded. “He’s right. We’re just helping you relax a little after practicing so hard today!”

Rei felt himself blushing as he cackled and squirmed and tried his best to escape their tickly clutches. The surprises just kept coming in the Iwatobi Swim Club.

*

2) Lee Haru, Ler Sousuke

“I’ve never heard you laugh before.”

Haru gave Sousuke a withering look. “I wonder why.”

“You do have a sense of humor, don’t you? You’re friends with Rin and all.”

“You realize this conversation is weird, right?” Haru frowned. “You don’t even like me. Why are you suddenly interested in whether I laugh or not?”

Sousuke quirked a brow. “Are you saying you don’t laugh? Ever?”

“Quit putting words in my mouth.”

The taller man appraised him for a moment, then poked his side experimentally. When Haru jerked away, Sousuke had his answer. He smirked. “So you do laugh.”

“No I don’t,” Haru shot back, instantly regretting his words when a spark of interest glinted in Sousuke’s eyes. “I mean – I do! But not…not when I’m…”

“You don’t laugh when you’re tickled? What do you do, then?” The dark-eyed man grabbed his waist and squeezed, fully curious now.

Haru jerked again and let out a breathy giggle, twisting and shoving at Sousuke’s shoulders. “Stohohop it! This is weheheheird!”

Sousuke winced instinctively, but he was too intrigued to stop now. “You don’t laugh? Seriously? What if I find a bad spot?”

“No! You wohohohon’t!” Haru protested, smiling wide despite himself. “I dohohohon’t lahahaugh! Ask anyohohohone!”

“Rin?”

“Yes! Rihihihihin! Ask hihihihihim! Let me go alreadyehehehe!”

Sousuke hummed, gradually letting up with a shrug. “Sure. I’ll ask him. But you know if he tells me you do actually laugh, I’m going to come back and finish this later.”

Haru shot to his feet, glaring as he backed away and then turned to leave. “You don’t even like me.”

Sousuke rolled his eyes. “Yeah, well…you tend to grow on people, don’t you, Haru?”

Haru didn’t reply, but the words made him feel slightly better about what had just happened.

*

3) Lee Rin, Ler Sousuke

“You don’t need to act so tough around me,” Sousuke reminded Rin, nudging him. “What’s really going on?”

“Wha-huh?” Rin stammered, surprised. “I’m not acting tough. I’m serious.”

“Yeah, forgive me if I don’t believe you.” Sousuke eyed Rin carefully. He’d honestly be inclined to believe nothing was wrong if not for the obvious sad look in his friend’s gaze. If it was Haru again he swore he’d kill him. “Come on, man. What’s up?”

Rin crossed his arms and leaned back against the bench with an indignant huff. “Nothing. You’re reading too much into it. I’m fine.”

Sousuke sighed heavily. “Don’t make me pull it out of you, Rin.”

“Pull what? There’s nothing to – hey!” Rin was already giggling before his friend had even done anything, the presence of wiggling fingers approaching him enough to put him on edge. “D-Don’t – there’s nothing wrong!”

“I don’t believe you.” Sousuke smirked and tickled the redhead’s ribs gently, pleased with the high-pitched laughter he got for his efforts. Rin squirmed and pushed at him, but Sousuke was nothing if not immovable. He merely kept it up and tickled harder every time Rin tried to jump out of his seat, and eventually his friend gave up trying to fight.

“Okay, okahahahahahay! I’ll tehehehehehell you!” Rin laughed, punching Sousuke’s chest. “Stohohohohohop!”

“All right, but I’m still holding onto you for insurance in case you try lying again.” The taller man chuckled at the deer-in-the-headlights look Rin gave him. “Spill it.”

“It’s just…I’m kind of…” Rin mumbled, trying to find the right words. It was difficult to focus with Sousuke’s fingers still on his ribcage. “Ugh, you’re going to think it’s stupid.”

Sousuke went back to tickling him. “Tell me.”

“Ah! Okahahahahahahay! All right, fihihihihihine, I yehehehehehelled at Nitori!”

“What?” Sousuke stopped, frowning. “Why?”

“It wasn’t his fault. He didn’t do anything. I was just in a bad mood and I snapped at him and now I feel like crap about it.” Rin sighed. “I know all I have to do is apologize, but…I’m kind of worried he won’t forgive me this time.”

Sousuke finally let him go, nudging him again. “Nitori’s a smart kid. I’m sure he knows you didn’t mean anything by it. Just go talk to him, Rin. Don’t beat yourself up over a simple misunderstanding.” He reached over and tweaked his side again, grinning when Rin yelped. “And quit pouting. It’s not like you.”

“Ack! Bahahahack off, you beast!” Rin giggled, finally getting to his feet for real this time. “I’m going to go and apologize right now. Thanks for listening, you jerk.”

Sousuke waved at him as he went. “Anytime, man.”

*

4) Lee Makoto, Ler Rin

“I wouldn’t say that with the position you’re in.”

Rin smirked at Makoto, who stood with his hands over the sink in the restroom, blue paint all over his hands from a project he’d been doing with the kids he coached. Rin had stopped by for a visit just as he was finishing up, and immediately Makoto had begun joking about how the world must be ending for the legendary Rin Matsuoka to be visiting a lowly coach like him.

“Dude,” Makoto laughed, “just turn on the tap for me, would you? I don’t want to get paint on the handles.”

Rin shrugged. “I don’t know. Should I be helping a lowly coach like you wash his hands after fraternizing with the next generation of competitors? Hmm…”

Makoto smiled, rolled his eyes, and reached for the knob with his elbow instead. “Fine, I’ll do it myself.”

Rin darted over to him in an instant, grabbing onto his sides and squeezing. “Careful! You’ll get paint all over the wall! Or worse – on your uniform!”

“Stohohohohop! Rihihihihin!” Makoto laughed, using every ounce of willpower he had not to shove him away. With his hands covered like this, the only thing he could do was stand there and let his friend tickle him. “Plehehehehehease! I’ll get pahahahahahaint all over you!”

Rin gasped dramatically, grinning at him through the mirror. “You wouldn’t dare get the great Rin covered in blue paint, would you? What kind of example would you be setting for the kids?”

Makoto clenched his fists and glued his arms to his sides as much as possible, trying to protect himself as his old friend continued being playful with him. “Rihihihihihihihin! This isn’t fahahahahair! Plehehehehease!”

“Don’t whine. It’s not becoming of a coach.” Rin chuckled, but finally let him go as requested and turned on the tap for him. “There. Wash up, buttercup.”

Makoto shakily rinsed the paint from his hands, still giggling. “You jerk. You haven’t changed at all.”

“Were you hoping I would?”

“Not in the slightest.” The brunette smiled at him through the mirror. “We need a resident tickle monster around to keep us in line.”

*

5) Lee Rin, Ler Haru

“Next time you’ll think twice before you prank me,” Haru said calmly, sitting on Rin’s back, pinning his arms above his head.

Rin struggled, but it was pointless and he knew it. Haru was stronger than he looked, and when he was determined not to let someone get off easy, no amount of physical fighting would budge him. “All right, all right, you got me. I’m sorry about the mackerel thing. Can you let me up?”

Haru was silent for a moment. Then he poked a single finger into Rin’s ribs and wiggled.

“Gahk!” Rin squawked, jerking at the surprise sensation, biting his lip to keep from giggling immediately. “Haru! D-Don’t – hey!”

“You always tickle us when we try to mess around with you,” Haru said, stoic as ever. “I think it’s only fair that we do the same in return.”

“Nohoho!” Rin huffed out a snicker, squirming helplessly even before his old friend suddenly dug in with all five fingers. “AHAHAHAHAGH!! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!”

“It was mean to get my hopes up like that. And after I haven’t seen you for months, too. You should know better than to tease me about something as serious as mackerel.”

“MAHAHAHACKEREL ISN’T SEHEHEHEHEHERIOUS!!” Rin protested.

Haru let go of his arms to drill all ten fingers into both sets of his friend’s ribs, pulling a loud screech of hysterical laughter out of him, followed by frantic kicking and flailing.

“OKAYOKAYOKAY I’M SOHOHOHOHOHOHORRY HARU!! I’M SOHOHOHOHORRY!!”

Rin couldn’t see it, of course, but Haru was smiling at him, enjoying pulling such pure, genuine laughter out of his friend that he hadn’t seen for what felt like forever. He kept up his relentless tickle torture, comfortably seated on the redhead’s back. “I’m sorry, too, Rin. Sorry that I’m having too much fun to stop now. I hope you didn’t have any other plans for today.”

“HAHAHAHAHAHARU!! PLEHEHEHEHEASE, I’M SORRY!! HAHAHAHAHAHARU…!!”

*

6) Lee Nagisa, Ler Haru

“I’ll tickle it out of you,” Haru said, calmly pushing Nagisa’s hands above his head before the words had a chance to register, tightening his grip when the blonde’s eyes widened and he began to squirm.

“W-Wait—”

“Tell me where it is.”

“I can’t, Haru—!”

Haru wasted no time. Thanks to it being close to swim practice, Nagisa was only in his swimsuit, leaving his exceedingly ticklish torso completely open for the taller boy’s fingers to scribble over, drawing bubbly, shrieky giggles out of him.

“Wahahahahait! Plehehehehease, I cahahahahahan’t tell you!”

“You’d better.”

“Ahahahahahahaha nohohohohohoho!” Nagisa squealed, blushing under the intense gaze of his friend but having a lot of fun at the same time. Luckily for him he loved being tickled, so he’d be able to hold out longer than anyone else would have if they’d been the ones to hide Haru’s swimsuit from him. Perhaps it seemed childish, but truly, it was the only way to keep the man from the water just long enough for Rei and Makoto to get back with their surprise.

“Tell me,” Haru demanded.

Nagisa shook his head. “Nehehehehehehever! You’ll nehehehehehever make me tahahahahalk!”

Haru quirked a brow and switched from light scribbling to digging right into his friend’s underarm – a spot he knew from experience was particularly sensitive.

Nagisa shrieked, knees wobbling as he struggled to remain on his feet, laughter exploding from his lungs. “NAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! NO FAHAHAHAHAHAHAIR, HARU!!”

“Where is it?”

“I WOHOHOHOHON’T TEHEHEHEHEHELL YOU!! R-REI AND MAHAHAKOTO—!!”

“Did they put you up to this?”

“WE AHAHAHAHAHALL DECIHIHIHIHIDED—!!”

“It was a mistake to keep me from the water.”

“PLEASE, HAHAHAHARU, LEHEHEHEHEHET ME EXPLAHAHAHAIN!!”

Haru couldn’t help but smile a little. As frustrated as he was about being kept from the pool thanks to his friend’s antics, it was truly enjoyable to make him laugh so hard. “All right, then.” He let go of Nagisa’s arms, scooped him up from behind, and tickled his ribs while his feet were dangling above the ground. “Let me hear it, Nagisa.”

The little blonde tossed his head back and squealed with giggles, determined to hold out until their friends got back.

Hopefully they wouldn’t be too much longer…

*

7) Lee Rin, Ler Sousuke

“Lot of courage for someone who’s about to get tickled,” Sousuke murmured into Rin’s ear, hugging him even harder and worming his hands under the redhead’s arms.

Rin’s eyes widened in the split second before he choked on his own giggles, trying to pull away but unable to move an inch thanks to Sousuke’s taller, stronger build. He just had to wrap his arms around his friend’s shoulders rather than around his middle!

“Ahehehahahahahaha! Sohohohouske, why?!” he squealed, squirming and giggling into his friend’s chest, feeling deep, rumbling chuckles rise up from the taller man in response to his own desperation.

“Because I can.” Sousuke sounded so nonchalant, curse him! “And because it’s about time you get a taste of your own medicine, you tickle monster.”

“Buhuhuhuhuhuhut I hahahahaven’t tickled you in forehehehehever – wait, no! No, not the RIHIHIHIHIHIBS!! GAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!”

“Actually, I’m doing this on Nitori’s behalf. The poor kid says you can’t let him go a week without tickling him near to death. Is that true?”

Nitori! Rin swore he’d get him double time after this. “I cahahahahahan’t hehehehehehelp it! He’s sohohohohoho eheheheheasy to cohohohohorner!” Rin let out an actual shriek when Sousuke suddenly darted back down to his upper ribs, still holding him in a tight hug that he couldn’t escape from. “AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEHEHEHEHEASE!!”

“Easy to corner? Easy to tickle because he has no fight or flight response? Is that it?” Sousuke chuckled along with his hysterical friend. “You really are a monster.”

“COME OHOHOHOHOHON, SOHOHOHOHOUSUKE!!” Rin begged, gripping his friend’s shirt collar for lack of being able to do anything else to ease the strong sensations coursing through his body. “YOU KNOHOHOHOHOW IT’S FUHUHUHUHUN!! STOP TIHIHIHIHICKLING ME THEHEHEHEHEHERE!!”

“Why should I?” Sousuke replied, digging even harder, making Rin fall into wheezing cackles. “You just said it yourself, Matsuoka. It’s fun to tickle you like this. Especially riiiiight here.”

Rin screamed with laughter when Sousuke found that super sensitive spot right between his ribs and underarms, making his knees give out so he was dangling helplessly in his friend’s strong hold, feet scrabbling on the ground and arms flailing in the air behind his neck. “NONONONONO NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHEHEHEHERE!! PLEASE!! PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!! SOUSUKE!! MEHEHEHEHEHERCY!!!”

Sousuke chuckled again, holding him even tighter, refusing to be swayed by his pleas when it was obvious he was having way too much fun. This was supposed to be a punishment, after all. “No can do, Rin. I promised Nitori I’d make you sorry.”

It was several more minutes before Rin met that criteria.

*

8) Lee Makoto, Ler Rin

“Well, someone’s grouchy,” Rin said with a roll of his eyes, lunging for his friend and pushing him down on the couch, fingers finding his ribs with ease. “Let’s fix that, shall we?”

“I’m nohohohot grohohohouchyehehehehe!” Makoto protested, trying to stay serious despite the ticklish feelings lighting up his nervous system with every poke and prod from his tickle monster of a friend. “I’m juhuhuhust upsehehehehet!”

“Same thing,” Rin teased, easily straddling his friend’s kicking legs, having done this dozens of times before and knowing exactly how to get each of his friends laughing themselves silly in no time.

Makoto squealed and tossed his head back, hands flying down to try and push Rin away from his stomach. “Nohohohoho! Dohohohon’t!”

“Still got a ticklish tummy, hmm?” Rin easily found spots that were unprotected by Makoto’s hands to tickle, drawing even more growly giggles out of him. “Tickle, tickle!”

“Dohohohohon’t tehehehehehease!” Makoto cried, face turning pink from the laughing and flusteredness. “Rihihihihihin!”

“Don’t tease Rin? Aw, but I like teasing~”

“Nohohohoho, I mehehehehean—! Dohohohon’t tehehehehease me!”

Rin chuckled. “My statement still stands, I’m afraid. Oh!” He pretended to be surprised when he found Makoto’s belly button through his t-shirt. “Look! A giggle button!”

At this, Makoto finally gave up and let Rin do what he wanted, tickling and teasing and playing around until the brunette was wheezing with giggles and pleading for a reprieve. He was so lost in the haze of ticklish sensations that he couldn’t even remember why he’d been upset in the first place.

“There we go,” Rin declared at last, sitting back with a triumphant smile on his face. “No more grouchy pants.”

“I’m…juhuhuhust confused,” Makoto replied, gradually catching up to where he’d been pre-tickle attack but not so much that his mood darkened again. “He said he was on his way half an hour ago. Where—?”

At that moment Haru finally walked through the door, calm as you please, kicking his shoes off. “I’m here. Sorry, I got sidetracked by a…” He trailed off when he saw the position his friends were in. “Uh…am I interrupting?”

“No!” Makoto cried, and Rin laughed at both of their expressions, his mirth coming out in higher-pitched squeaks when his victim from moments ago decided to get revenge. “Now look what you did, Rin! You’re making us look weird!”

The both of them kept tickling each other and laughing throughout the night while Haru watched them in amused confusion from the sidelines.

*

9) Lee Rin, Ler Nitori

“Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!”

Nitori groaned. “Seriously? I haven’t gotten to ask you even one question yet! How do you keep winning?”

Rin playfully closed Nitori’s scissors with his rock and shrugged. “You’re just really bad at this.”

“How can you be bad at rock, paper, scissors?”

“You’re managing it somehow.” The redhead grinned. “Hmm, let’s see, what to ask next…?”

It was a cold, rainy day outside and the pool was closed for maintenance (apparently the heater had rather inconveniently decided to go out), so the two boys were stuck in their dorm room, bored out of their minds and desperate to kill time. They had come up with a cross between rock, paper, scissors and twenty questions, where the person who won got to ask the other something. So far, Rin had asked Nitori seven questions, with an eighth incoming.

Nitori was quickly losing his patience with this game.

“Oh! I know,” Rin said now, snapping his fingers and brightening. “Are you ticklish?”

“Wha-huh?!” Nitori stammered, giving himself away with his wide eyes even before he managed an actual reply. “I-I mean, yes, but don’t get any ideas!”

“Oh, come onnn. We’re so bored!”

“I’m not bored!”

“You’re not?”

“Nope, I’m good!” Nitori shrunk back, watching with hawk-like eyes as Rin shifted subtly and smirked at him. “Don’t you dare, Rin, I swear—!”

The redhead lunged, but thankfully, Nitori was used to dodging taller boys after he’d stopped growing a couple of years ago and kept getting jostled around by his classmates and teammates. He escaped Rin’s grabby hands, then – thinking quickly – he tackled his friend while he was in a more vulnerable position and started tickling him instead.

“Ah! Hehehehehey, wait! No fahahahahahair!”

“You’re the one who was bored enough to try and tickle me,” Nitori shot back, grinning, scrambling to climb on top of him so he couldn’t get away or fight back easily. “Why can’t I do the same? It was your idea.”

“Buhuhuhuhut I wahahahahanted to hear you lahahahahaugh – hey! Not thehehehehehere!” Rin squeaked and cackled, arching his back when Nitori got to his ribs. “Nohohohohohoho!”

The smaller boy smiled at his boisterous roommate. “Too bad. Looks like you’ll have to be the one laughing today, Rin~”

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[infrequent-creator]

DAY 17: Interrigate

DAY 17: Interrigate

Just teaching her a few tricks to get Papa Rei to smile ~

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[nataliewritez]

BEHOLD, a request for you~

would you write some lee tengen with ler rengoku maybe where they have a tickle fight and tengen is being cocky because he usually always wins but rengoku manages to turn the tables on him?

no worries if you don't wanna write it ofc!! ♡

Sun Dials & Wails || KNY Tk Fic

A/N: UWAHHHH REY ❤❤❤ this request has been on my mind for such a long time now, and i've, finally, finished it!! i hope you enjoyed this as much as i did creating it!!❤

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"Ahahaha! Tengen, you arrived just in time!" Chortled the Flame Hashira, his permanent smile taking over as per usual, only to widden as he saw his friend. It seemed the same effect happened towards the Sound Hashira, as he waved his hand towards Rengoku whilst he waltzed over.

"It seems I have! Agh, I missed you! Bring it in, a flashy hug by your's truly!" Uzui opened his arm's out, inviting to other to give him a very large hug, Rengoku, happily, accepted, zooming over and lifting him off the ground as he squeezed him affectionately. Tengen could only laugh as he wrapped his arm's around him in return, patting his back gently.

The two then released eachother, only for Uzui to grin as the Flame Hashira spoke, "Oh! Uzui, would you like to spar?" He asked, how could he say no to his best friend? Besides, they haven't got the chance to for awhile now! As he was about to take out his blades, he got startled as Rengoku cut him off, "No no, my friend, we'll do it with our bare hands!" He said with glee, a loud chuckle escaping him in amusement.

"Oh really? You ready too lose?" He kneeled down to Rengoku's level, the flame hashira growing more amused. "Give it all you've got, Uzui!" He said.

The two had backed up, putting their blades aside, Rengoku having taken off his cape to give him more versatility. The two got in a fighting stance, and as they counted down to one, both member's sprinted for eachother with immense speed, going for a blow. Rengoku made himself go lower to the ground, as Uzui saw this, he went to block the upcoming punch from the other. The two kept at this for awhile, neither of them tuckered out.

Uzui had gotten Rengoku to lise his balance as he swipped him off his feet, going to pin him down, but before he could, a loud shriek erupted from the Sound Hashira.

The two paused, in complete silence. Rengoku's hand having nabbed at his side, this noise was new to the both of them. As they stilled in shock, Rengoku then decided to jab his side again, making Uzui stiffen as he let out a flurry of giggles.

"Oh, you're ticklish?" Rengoku asked with a wide grin, amusement taking over. The tables have now turned, as Rengoku quickly flipped their positions, him being ontop of Uzui with his pointer finger's poking the taller man's side's, making him squirm in place. "How amazing! I didn't expect the great Uzui, the flashiest of us all, to be ticklish!" He laughed along with Uzui.

All Tengen could do was try to catch the other's hands, though in his current predicament, he couldn't even snatch his wrists, the other was simply too agile and smart with his movements to even get stopped.

"You know, back home, I used to tickle my brother, Senjuro, just like this? He acts just like you!" Chortled Rengoku, as he then grew more serious, now using both hands to crawl up and scribble at the bigger man's ribs and armpits, laughing along as Uzui could only squirm and laugh.

"Ahahah! Rengo-Rehengoku! Cuhut thahat out! Soho not flahahashy!" Uzui's cheeks flushed a bit, using whatever strength he still had, to attempt to push the other off, his efforts remained futile as whenever he reached towards Kyojuro, he'd immediately scribble at his armpits to make him throw his arm's back down to his side's.

"Sorry Uzui, but I'm not stopping until you surrender!" He mused, as he experimentally started tracing shapes at his back, making the other gasp and explode into an awfully loud fit of, what Rengoku says, flashy giggles.

"Rehehen! I'll gehet you bahack!" He swore, as he then grabbed his wrist, although the hashira didn't mind, as he then squeezed at his hip's. The two were awfully surprised to see Uzui had thrown his head back and laugh out an entire volcanic eruption.

"Oh! Seems I found a good spot!" Kyojuro retorted, deciding to be more playful, "Flame breathing.. eighth form.. flurry of tickles!" He laughed at his own silliness, watching the other continue to squirm. "What do you say? Do I win this?" He asked, leaning down awfully close to his ear as he did so.

"YES! YEHES! Ohohoh noHOHO! YOU WIN! UNCLE! UNCLE EHEHE!" He snorted, Rengoku laughing as he stopped, patting his back reassuringly. "You know your laughs are flashy." He said, only to gasp as he was pinned down. "Oh really? Now.. it's my turn."

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[tickle-bugs]

hi so. uhm. I know requests are closed but I have bad memory problems and know I probably won't remember this if I don't send it in now so I'm just leaving this here for you to find later. again, apologies. blame my stupid brain jaja. anyway yeah uh sorry this is so long now its awkward uh I just wanted some kylo ren headcanons please? he's my favorite and there's literally 0 tickle content of him anywhere so I'd really appreciate it. <3

hey there! i accept headcanon requests pretty much always (so long as they're in one of my current fandoms), but prompt requests for fics are closed. so you're good! im also team memory problems. it's part of why i'm away from here so often. so i empathize <3

let's assume this is a zuko-esque au where they rehab Ben like a particularly troublesome shelter cat and he's able to regain the trust of everyone else. Like Finn's arc but more hardcore considering *gestures to Kylo's backstory lol*. HCs under the cut!

okay first off...he has a really nice smile. when he smiles with his teeth, his eyes crinkle at the corners. his whole face warms and he kinda ducks his head. naturally this means he would rather be executed than ever allow a living soul to see it

his laugh sneaks up on him. he's all about maintaining control and composure but unfettered joy always just blows past his defenses. He's a "HA!" and then silent, muffled laughter kinda guy <3

idk why but i feel in my spirit that if he giggles, he hiccups. its rare for him to giggle but i think he gets stuck in it and its cute.

part one of ben rehabilitation project: getting this guy some normal clothes. he starts dressing more casually. he's still like an awkward, angry duckling, but he seems much more approachable. He washes his hair (poe sources good curl care for him to get some volume back in that mop)

For the first while of defecting to the Resistance, he's sorta a dark shadow. Doesn't talk, doesn't leave his room, etc. But as he does start to follow Finn, Poe, and Rey around, he does notice their closeness. The casual touch. He envies it.

It takes a little while, but slowly Rey starts including him in on jokes. Finn and Poe are slower to forgive, often making jokes at his expense, but...Ben's treacherous flares of temper start to subside. He gets used to quietly listening and smiling but knows better than to assume he's included. Shadowing them becomes a gift.

Ben's not sure when Poe and Finn start talking to him and acknowledging he's there, but he absolutely does notice Poe jabbing him in the ribs for not 'paying attention'. He passes it off as being startled but he can feel Rey's mind hovering at the edge of his own, keen as ever, like Ben Solo I Know What You Are (ticklish)

Finn, Poe, and Rey deliberate for a week about how exactly to go about this (Ben gets cagey. why are they whispering?) and eventually Poe is just like. look. i've got credits on this. you ticklish?

i am team 'Ben goes completely red when flustered'. just top to bottom imperial red. Poe asks him this and he turns into a fucking tomato. gives the world's most unconvincing no. and it is Rey who (very gently) proves him wrong, thus opening the floodgates to bully him over time.

Ben gets used to Poe's arms thrown over his shoulders, Finn leaning on him, or Rey tucking herself into his side. He literally never gets used to the tickling fingers seeking softness he thought he'd long crushed away

he gets very good at paying attention to a briefing while slapping way/wrestling with Finn, Poe, AND Rey's hands. laser focused.

Ben is usually a teasing voice on the sidelines when the trio gets up to tickly shenanigans, but i am a HUGE fan of Poe getting comfy and talking shit and Ben just looping his arms under Poe's and holding him for Finn and Rey to go to town. To win Ben's favor is to win a tickle fight. Finn is very good at this. Ben sides with him bc its the funniest option (and Poe's dramatic, betrayed gasps are the best).

He is so good at reading people and so specific in teasing. Such a scary ler but also very funny? He's very deadpan and witty. It's always unexpected. his parents really shine thru in him when he's up to mischief

Rey and Ben engage in long distance Force warfare that literally always ends in one of them slumped against the wall giggling. Finn learns to manipulate the Force and things get wild lol

Ben's palms are ticklish. I know this to be true.

He is fucking impossible to take down. Finn, Rey, and Poe have to tactically coordinate to ambush him. He's got a sixth sense for their bullshit. But! once he goes down he just kinda deflates. One person is the designated 'hold Ben's wrists' guy bc he always tries to hide his face

big fan of Ben giving Rey piggyback rides. Rey is a spider monkey to me. 50/50 Ben starts tickling her knees or Rey starts tickling his ears and they both collapse

love the idea of these four always being physically connected. esp since Ben is the tallest (i think). hes taking a nap and the trio just panini presses him into the mattress. their dogpiles always end in laughter or the best fucking naps ever. sometimes both

#i wish kylo had been written better bc i find his concept rly interesting #but that is what this blog is for!! i missed these bbs #i dont think i've actually written anything for him before either! fun exercise #i am v anti-reylo so please don't tag this as such or put this on reylo blogs!! i pinky promise i will block you. #it is fun putting him in the zuko jar and considering what he'd be like if he defected/in a normal au #ive been in my anakin feels lately so this was fun #my headcanons #star wars #ticklish!kylo ren #ticklish!ben solo #kylo ren #ben solo #finn #poe dameron #rey

[nucanitickles]

Rei Gets Got Drabble + Headcanons

Eiden hadn't expected his first-aid classes to actually come in handy in Klein.

They'd been required for a couple of his jobs, just a quick course on what he was most likely to encounter, but with all the healing magic and essence transfusions he hadn't really been practicing.

But when he went into Rei's room to find him having a seizure... Well, thank God Eiden hadn't slept through that one.

As it was right now, Rei's head was cradled on Eiden's lap, a pillow laid on top of his knees to ensure he wouldn't hurt himself. He couldn't note when the seizure started, especially since he was already in the throes of it when he found him, but he remembered that staying with them and talking calmly was important, so he did that. It was mostly meaningless platitudes - telling him he was ok and that Eiden was here - but he didn't really know what else to say.

Father was perched on the bed above, cooing frantically and ruffling his feathers. Eiden imagined the bird was as terrified as he was, but he didn't have time to comfort the animal. As soon as Rei's shaking ended, he had to turn him on his side.

Soon enough, the shaking stopped, and Eiden rolled him over. Rei couldn't help but groan, and Eiden shushed him gently, rubbing one hand up and down his shoulder. "It's ok, Rei, it's ok." He murmured helplessly, "Let me know when you're back with us. You're doing so well, just keep breathing."

"Where..."

"You're at the mansion, you were staying the night because it was too late for you to set off home. I found you seizing in your room - I know you still call it a guest room but it's basically yours by now, we should make it feel more like it belongs to you... Oh! When Yakumo and I were at the market earlier I found some little decorations that I think are right up your alley! Tomorrow I'll ask Aster for some money and we'll go get you kitted out..."

Eiden kept rambling, even as one of Rei's hands snuck up and grabbed a hold of Eiden's. The scientist held on tightly, barely listening, and Eiden lightly stroked his thumb on the back of his palm. Eiden's other hand went up to his ear - not the one with the gemstone - and lightly traced it in a soothing manner. He could see the twitch in Rei's lips, but it was more of a soft, grounding kind of tickle. The kind that let him know that even if he wasn't listening, Eiden was still there.

"You know, I'm surprised with all your sciencey ways you haven't joined Blade on his Tickle Experiments yet." Eiden mused, "I would have thought that'd be right up your alley, taking note of where everyone's sensitive and torturing them." Father cooed in agreement, and Rei shot a half-hearted glare his way. "Ha! See! Father agrees with me."

"It's ... hardly the most interesting of experiments." Rei's voice was slightly slurred, but he seemed to be coming back to himself.

"I'm sorry, have you seen some of the people around here? Edmond has very interesting reactions, thank you very much, and no one's been able to get Kuya yet so that's uncharted territory! Come on, are you telling me you're not even a little interested?"

"... Maybe. It might... be fun..."

"There you go! Tomorrow we'll kit out your room and Blade and yourself can go on a tickle rampage. I'll make sure everyone is in, just for you~ Just leave Quincy and Blade, they're not ticklish at all, believe me I tried!"

Rei giggled quietly, and Eiden moved his fingers down to his neck, just tickling enough that the giggles kept coming. "Blade will probably want to get you though. He doesn't like missing data."

"Neither do I."

They stayed like that for a while, rambling conversations and soft giggles filling the silence. And if, when Rei was feeling better, he pulled Eiden's hand down to his side, neither of them would tell a soul.

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🖤 Listen Rei needs a fucking hug ok my man is the nu carnival developers punching bag

🖤 Anyway, Rei for me is a pretty even switch. And a bitch. But anyway he'll lee and he'll ler, and he'll never seem particularly enthusiastic about either unless you can get him in a really soft state.

🖤 As a lee I think he'd be mostly into comfort tickles. The soft gentle kind, where his ler will stop it the slightest indication of it being too much. I don't think he's too ticklish, which does help that, but he has very strong boundaries that you have to be very careful not to cross. He's had his lines crossed too often before. Also Father will kill you.

🖤 Probably has really soft and really cute laughter - a little wheezy if you get him fully going, but it's just very low and very sweet.

🖤 Would probably be ticklish in the normal places. I like to headcanon that the gemstone locations are very sensitive, but aside from that one ear he's not hyper ticklish or anything, just at a solid middling point. I think his preferred locations for tickles are ears, neck and probably his back - the kind of locations that are good for cuddling and gentle tickling.

🖤 As a ler, he's the experimental ler. One proper wrecking to find out where your sensitive spots are, and then subsequent wreckings are whenever he finds something new to get a rise out of you. A hairbrush, a feather, a ribbon - he must record all the reactions to find the perfect tickle tool.

🖤 A teasy bugger because the way he teases doesn't sound like your normal teases - he just comments on sensitivity like an actual scientist and it's really unnerving and for some reason that makes it tickle more?? Weirdo. I love him.

#nu carnival tickling #ticklish!rei #lee!rei #ler!rei #another fave #another man who needs a FUCKING HUG

[nhasablogg]

Tickletober Day 9 - Trapped

Fandom: Star Wars

Characters: Poe/Finn/Rey

A/N: Pairing picked by @writingwitharlo and today is also their birthday, so happy birthday, friend!!

Words: 583

[Tickletober prompts]

Poe had a headache. He was making it everyone’s problem.

“Rub my head,” he told Finn and Rey, flopping down between them despite there being limited space. “Please.”

“At least he’s polite,” Rey said, slipping her fingers into his hair and scratching his scalp lightly. It felt good - Poe all but melted into the mattress - but would do little to help with his aching head. Still he let her continue for a moment, afraid he would get nothing at all if he spoke up. Grasping at straws and all that.

“Are you okay?” Finn asked, poking his shoulder.

“Hng. Headache.”

“Ah.” He started kneading Poe’s neck without having to be asked.

Poe groaned, pain shooting up toward his head, dancing just beneath Rey’s fingertips. “Ow.”

“Shh, it’ll help,” Finn said. Poe could hear him grinning.

“Have you had enough water?” Rey asked, shifting ever so slightly so that Poe wasn’t entirely crushed between them.

“Dunno.”

“Enough sleep?”

“Eh.”

“Poe,” she sighed, reprimanding.

“Been busy. Not my fault.”

“Have you at least eaten?”

Poe didn’t reply.

Rey’s hand left his head to scribble over the side of his neck. “Poe.”

“Ah, no-” He turned his head to face her and only succeeded in giving her access to the area beneath his chin instead. She tickled it briefly, making his whole body recoil as best as it could anyway. “I’m sorry, I forgot!”

“You’re making it really hard to massage you, you know,” Finn said, moving down to trace the spot just above the beginning of his spine; the spot they all knew could make Poe howl from how sensitive it was.

Poe shivered. “Please, no.” He tried to move away from the touch, but he found it rather difficult between them. “Aw, I’m trapped.”

They laughed, their laughter so beautifully different yet going together so well. Poe adored it. It was the only reason he sometimes tried to tickle them both simultaneously despite knowing it would lead to eventual revenge (not that he minded).

He turned his head forward to keep the more ticklish parts of his neck from their reach - he wasn’t in the mood to laugh like that right now, feeling achy and tired - but did little else to cover the rest of his body. He felt he could handle fingers crawling on his lower back and poking at his ribs though, and they must’ve realized he needed gentleness more than anything else, for they had never been so gentle with him.

“This is so that you remember to eat,” Rey said, slipping her hand beneath him and tickling at his belly as best as she could.

“And this is to sleep,” Finn added, spidering his fingers up his spine, skipping his worst spot and landing at the nape of his neck with a flutter that made Poe let out a shriek.

“And this is to drink water.” Rey tickled the area where his ribs and armpits met, making him clamp down his arms in an attempt to shield it.

“And this is for your head.” Finn wiggled a finger over Poe’s ear, and when Rey joined in Poe found himself giggling like a madman, squirming but just barely, with the pillow muffling his laughter enough for him to be able to hear them laughing, too.

His headache was still present when they stopped, but he felt more relaxed, and once they started petting his head and back again, no kneading or tickling to be found, he fell asleep quickly and easily.

#tickling #ticklish!poe #poe/finn/rey #jedistormpilot #augtickletober2022 #tickletober day 9 #n writes #star wars

[vthetease]

you're just a man, it's just what you do

anyway I wasn't gonna jinx it but with over 700 followers now..

send in ideas and I'll pick one to do at a thousand ig

nothing too crazy please

#switch #ticklish #ticklee #tickle #tickler #tickling #tickletorture #tease #vthetease #comments #lana del rey

[giggly-squiggily]

inner hands for the ask game pretty please <3

So I was today years old to learn what inner palms were- and honestly I still don't exactly know what it means but I have people in mind so yee :D I've gotcha friend!

1.) Issei Matsukawa (Haikyuu!!)

2.) Shouko Komi (Komi Can't Communicate)

3.) Albert James Moriarty

Thanks for asking!

Send me a tickle spot and I'll tell you which character(s) I think would have it.

#squiggily plays #ask game #tickle spot character association #Honorable mentions: Senku #Listen my boy's got ticklish hands #And Akutugawa #Like- just yes please he'd get all sorts of giggly #Oh oh and Rei from Buddy Daddies #I can see him having tickly hands

[myreygn]

YOUR LEE ENMU FIC WAS AMAZING AND I LOVED IT SO MUCH IT WAS WONDERFUL

I gotta ask,,,, if you're up for it, could you write something with ler!Douma and lee!Akaza cuz I just know Douma is a master tickle monster and poor Akaza is so ticklish sosjjsjdhdbd thank u in advance *smooches on the cheek*

Cracks

summary: It's not often that there's room for fooling around and goofing off amongst Lord Muzan's elite troup, but every now and then, Douma likes to have a little fun. Every now and then, Akaza likes to indulge him.

an: this took me way too long and i'm really really sorry about that - i hope you like it anyway and you had wonderful holidays!

wordcount: 1705

taglist: @giggly-squiggily, @rachi-roo

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Douma was not easily entertained. Most of the things the average person would deem exciting were prone to boring him to death and more often than not he found himself zoning out during the most random times, because he was surrounded by such a lack of stimulation that it was truly astounding all by itself.

However, there were a few things that were amusing to him. Humans could be very entertaining from time to time; desperate humans and scared humans were his favorite kind. Waterfalls, waterfalls were really pretty. Bumblebees. The sheer concept of bumblebees was hysterical. His very favorite thing in the entire world though was cracking. Cracking horrible jokes. Cracking heads. Cracking his fellow Upper Moons.

Well, not all of them. There was a huge difference between making someone crack and making someone crumble, that difference mainly being who he was working with.

For example, making Kokushibo crack wasnʼt as fun as making him crumble. Kokushibo was stoic, emotionless and reserved. Seeing him explode into anger, laughter, tears, or anything of the like all of a sudden was interesting, sure, but it wasn’t fun because the buildup was too subtle to notice (even for Douma). But if you made him crumble, the slow process of Kokushibo’s walls being brought down became visible - bit by bit, brick by brick.

And then, there was the other end of the spectrum.

Douma almost felt giddy with excitement as he shuffled around in his place, watching the door with impatience. Any minute now, any minute… aha!

“Urgh, what are you doing here?” Akaza rolled his eyes the second they met Douma’s gaze, but Upper Moon Two didn’t waste any time feeling attacked by that. Within the blink of an eye he was at the shorter demon’s side, throwing an arm around his shoulders and putting his entire weight onto him. He knew Akaza could handle it, he just wanted to invade his personal space a little. Invading the personal space of others was another thing that made immortality worthwhile.

“Why, I’m here for the meeting of course. We’re both early birds today, aren’t we?”

“Do not call me that.”

Oh oh oh, Akaza was playing grumpy again. Emphasis on playing; if he were truly not in the mood for shenanigans, he would’ve pushed him away by now, or taken his head off at the very least. Douma smirked. He had a playful Akaza on his hands, what a lucky lucky day it was.

“What do you want me to call you then?”

If looks could kill… well, he’d be no more dead than before, but Akaza was certainly trying his best. Adorable.

“If you could just stop talking to me, that would be great, thanks.”

What a perfect setup. It was almost like Akaza wanted this to happen.

“Alright, let’s stop talking.”

A thing that only very very few people knew: Akaza was not immune to tomfoolery. Douma had caught him goofing around with Rui, Kaigaku and even Daki and Gyutaro several times and on rare occasions, he had even indulged in Douma’s own jabs and jokes instead of blowing up immediately.

Because blowing up, yes, that was what Akaza was known for the most amongst them, wasn’t it. And watching him blow up was charming, sure, but what Douma loved most was the thing right before the big explosion. That moment of realization when Akaza became aware of the incoming explosion and tried to stop it. The way he gave everything to not let it happen and the way it was never enough. Delicious.

Akaza flinched and his hands shot down to grab Douma’s wrists. “Don’t.”

“I’m not doing anything, Akaza-dono.” It wasn’t even a lie. Alright, maybe he had curled his fingers into the lower ranked demon’s waist just a moment ago, but right now he wasn’t doing anything. Just resting his fingers on Akaza’s sides. And despite the vice grip on his wrists, they weren’t being pulled off. Hm-hm.

A full body spasm nearly had Upper Three slip away from him when he curled his fingers again, but Douma was very skilled in using a lot of strength and making it look like nothing. In other words, holding Akaza secure with just his fingers had the added fun bonus of infuriating him. “Douma, if you don’t stop that-”

“Stop what? You’ll need to be more specific- oh, this?” He smirked when a soft yelp slipped out of Akaza’s mouth.  “Surely that’s nothing to you, Akaza-dono. I’m just stretching my hands.”

Douma carefully increased the pressure of his fingers digging into the pale flesh of his subordinate. Even though Akaza was facing away from him, his back pressed against Douma’s chest with no way to hide his trembles and flinches, Douma had a good idea what his expression looked like. He could see Akaza’s flushed neck and ears, the way he bit his cheek. And now, he just had to-

“EAH!”

Ah, yes, there it was. The crack. Akaza had such a temper, cracking him with a few cleverly, and even not so cleverly, placed comments was easy. But it also got boring very quickly and besides, this was by far the best way to make him crack. 

Douma smirked to himself as he clawed on one of his very favorite spots on Akaza’s body. Stomach never disappoints… “What is it, Akaza-dono? Too ticklish?”

“YOHOU KNOW IHIT IS- DOUMAHAHAH!”

Hell yeah he knew that. Upper Two allowed himself to giggle in glee - not that Akaza could hear him with his booming laughter filling the Infinity Castle. He wrapped an arm around the smaller demon’s torso when his struggling got too intense to hold back with just his fingers and used his free hand to continue the tickling of his stomach. Delightful.

“DOHOHOUMAHAHAHAHAH, NAHAHAHAT- TOO MUHUHUHUCH!”

“Alright, alright.” Douma carefully guided the hysterical demon to the ground when his knees got weak and took a seat on his thighs to secure him, then he immediately latched his wiggling fingers onto Akaza’s ribs so he wouldn’t get a chance to recover and slip away. The reaction was instant.

“Yohohou piece ohof- nahahahah!”

“Oh but you can handle it, can’t you?” Douma grinned down at his victim’s flushed face, making sure to give the spaces in between his ribs extra attention. Once the cracking was complete, once the dam had broken, it was nearly impossible for Akaza to compose himself or hold himself back in any way.

That applied to movement as well. Douma let out a grunt when he got kneed in the back; he actually had to put in effort to hold Akaza down, that wasn’t often the case. Maybe his tickling was just especially good today. Judging by the way Akaza was howling when he moved his hands upwards to scratch at the space between his ribs and armpits, that was the case.

“Nahahahahat thehehehere! Yohou ahahahahass!”

“I don’t think you want to insult me right now.” Douma smirked and grabbed one of Akaza’s wrists, surprising him enough to pull it up and dig into his armpit. “I know thinking can be a hard thing to do for you, but that’s really not smart.”

Akaza shrieked and nearly threw Douma off with how hard he was bucking. “GEAHAHAHAH- GEHEHEHEHET OHOUT OF THEHEHEHERE! NAHAHAHAT THERE, DOHOUMAHAHAHAH!”

“Man, you’re really difficult today.” Douma mock-sighed and stayed at the spot a little longer before scribbling Akaza’s stomach and quickly moved on to squeeze his hips instead when the trapped demon let out a sound close to a sob. “Not here, not there… how about here?”

The hips still had Akaza giggling like crazy, but he was not nearly as hysterical as he had been before. Douma couldn’t help but smile a bit. “You look nice like this, Akaza-dono. With your face so flushed.”

The blush only intensified and Akaza even tried to hide his face - unsuccessful. “Sh-shuhuhut uhu- EEK!”

“Was that a squeak?” Douma let out an evil chuckle. “Then I guess that’s my sign.”

“Yohour sign to wha- Douma, no, nononono, do nAHAHAHAHAH- DOUMAHAHAHAHAH, FUHUHUHUCKIHING HEHEHELL!” Hysterical couldn’t even begin to describe it. Akaza threw his head back, cackling and howling and squealing all at once, even a snort breaking throw here and there; his back arched and he twisted around to try and avoid the horribly ticklish fingers scribbling over his stripes with the lightness of a feather. 

Upper Two smirked - he was barely touching Akaza, yet had him in stitches anyway. He had been avoiding the tattoos, these absolute platinum tickle spots on his subordinate’s already sensitive body, as much as possible to save the best for last. And the best it truly was. He watched in awe how tears of laughter spilled down Akaza’s flushed cheeks. That meant he would soon-

“DOHOHOUMAHAHAHAH, PLEHEHEHEHEASE!”

Yup, there it was. Playful or not, if he started begging it meant that Akaza had truly reached his limits. Douma gave the stripe he was tormenting one last scratch, then he took his hands off and stood up, giving him some space to recover.

Being a demon and all, that recovery only took Akaza about two seconds and Douma couldn’t even react when the smaller demon jumped up and pounced on him, glaring down at him from where he was crouched on Douma’s chest. “You!”

“Me?” Upper Two didn’t let the sudden attack wash off his smile. It was a genuine smile for once - this little encounter had significantly heightened his mood and despite the scowl on Akaza’s face, he could tell he felt the same.

The sound of Nakime’s biwa in the distance and the following bickering of two voices from next door notified them of the arrival of Daki and Gyutaro and Akaza seemed to consider his next move for a moment, then he snarled and got up. “I’ll get you back, jerk.”

Douma only grinned at the threat and sat up when the siblings entered the room so as to not tip them off that something unusual had happened. If he was feeling a little excited at the prospect of more goofing around with Akaza, that was their business alone, and if he caught Akaza cracking a smile as he turned away, no one needed to know.

#rey writes #tword fic #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #kny fic #upper moons #douma #akaza #ler!douma #lee!akaza #ticklish!akaza #this is my first time writing lee akaza can yall believe it #it lowkey terrifies me that demon slayer is all i ever talk about and i have like. five fics on it. #we oughta change that

[tastybluesprite]

Stuck between an engine and a hard place

I just started getting into the sequel Star Wars trilogy (I’m in the middle of the final one lol) and I so badly wanted to write this. Particularly for Poe Dameron because I love him so much and he was my favorite character from those movies lol. I also love Rey and thought she was pretty cool as well! I like their chemistry together and I think they make an awesome duo. (Also just to mention the title was supposed to be a play on words for the saying “stuck in a rock and a hard place” just in case no one picked up on it haha

Poe didn’t expect things to end up this way. One moment he was trying to fix up his X-wing (It had taken a few blows during the last time he took it out to a fight). The next moment, he gets stuck under one of the lower Fusial Thrust Engines, the part that had fallen on him along with the rest of the ship. He had the ship propped up when he was working underneath one of the lower engines but he guessed it didn’t hold very well. No matter how hard he pushed the ship was just too heavy. With a sigh he took defeat. He was stuck.

He had just began debating wether to call out for help or not when Rey found him. “Poe what are you doing down there?” She asked curiously. “Oh nothing just taking a quick break.” He explained sarcastically, “what the hell does it look like I’m doing Rey!?” He added roughly, once more trying but failing to push the engine off of him. Rey rolled her eyes at him fondly and knelt down, “Alright, I’m going to try and pull you out. Don’t move.” She instructed.

She tried to pull at his arms with all her strength, but it didn’t help. “This is tricky,” she admitted. She thought for a moment and then, without any warning, hooked her fingers into his armpits, attempting to hoist him out from underneath. However, this resulted in quite a curious reaction. Poe almost immediately flinched, and let out a noise that Rey could distinctly recognize as a squeak. She saw him, with a bit of difficulty, fighting back a smile. She could tell he instinctively tried to clamp his arms to his sides, but since the engine was on him to his chest, his arms were basically stuck upwards.

It was then that Poe realized how vulnerable he was in this position. “C-can’t you just use the force to lift this off me?” Poe suggested nervously, desperately trying to wave off what just happened. Rey however, wasn’t going to let this opportunity pass so easily. “Poe Dameron, the toughest and most skilled pilot in the resistance, is ticklish?” She asked with a smirk. “Rey, you get me out of this or else!” Poe demanded, not fully knowing what to say to this. No matter what he said his fate was sealed. “Or else what?” Rey’s smirk grew wider.

Before Poe could retort back, Rey gently wiggled her fingers into his exposed underarms. Poe flinched again, and this time bursted into high pitched, uncontrollable and bubbly laughter. “Rehehey dohohont!!!” He protested, squirming around under the trap he was in, even if it didn’t do him any good whatsoever. “I think you ought to be punished for never telling me this about you Dameron.” Rey said, and Poe could swear he heard mischief in her voice. “Rehehey! Rehehey plehehease AHAHAHAHA WAHAHAHITTT!!!!” He erupted into hysterical belly laughter when she suddenly began digging her fingers deep into his armpits.

Poe writhed around desperately. He knew he couldn’t clamp his arms down for protection, but even so found his arms hitting against the engine as if it would magically disappear. “Someone’s really ticklish, huh?” Rey teased. Her fingers never leaving the hypersensitive spot. “REHEHEY GEHEHEHET OHOHOUHUT OHOHF THEHEHRE!!!” Poe screeched out through his desperate hysterics. Eventually the sensations became too unbearable and his laughter went silent. Rey finally stopped, noticing him reaching his limit, and retracted her hands.

“I hahate you…” Poe complained, trying to catch his breath. “Careful! You’re in the vulnerable position here.” She said, wiggling her fingers in his face. “Fihine just get me out!!!” Poe said pleadingly. Rey then put her hand out and shut her eyes. The next thing Poe knew, the whole X-wing was being lifted in the air with the force. He scrambled out through the freed up space.

“Thanks.” He told her. “Anytime,” Rey replied with a smile. “Funny how these kind of situations can teach you new things about others though. Wonder where else you’re ticklish…” Rey wiggled his fingers at him. Poes eyes widened, “No! Get away!!!” And he took off, with the female Jedi running after him. This was going to be a loooong day.

#fanfiction #sprite🥤 #tickling #tickle fic #poe dameron #rey #poe x rey #ticklish!poe #lee!poe #ler!rey #ticklish!poedameron #sfw tickling #x wing #star wars #the force awakens #rise of skywalker #the last jedi #cute #star wars trilogy #star wars sequel trilogy

[pastery1]

Hi, its me again, can you this time do UNDEAD tk hc?

Love my previous hc of eden, so if you can i would be glad

Love u 🌹❤️

A/N: Tysm bestie, I kinda like when u guys give me asks since I'm having writer's block. So yh, I will do "Undead".

Enstars Tickle Hcs (Part 9)

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UNDEAD:

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Rei Sakuma:

He's a giant tickle monster when it comes to his little brother, Ristu, but he is extremely ticklish himself. His teammates got him good one time, even his brother helped a little.

"Ugh close my coffin, u pests."

"Not until u come hang w/ us, Rei!" Koga exclaimed.

"Come on u vampire," Karou tried to pull him out of his coffin, but he wouldn't budge.

"U guys r so fucking noisy, let me rest in peace."

"They have a point Rei. Come out and tan. Yk, live a little." Adonis agreed as well.

"Ugh..." Rei tried to roll over on his side, but failed due to little space.

"I actually know what will persuade him to get out of the coffin. Believe it or not ur little brother told me," Koga smirked.

He ran his fingers up from Rei's thighs to his sides, and squeezed them, earning a squeak from the latter. "ACK!! No... Don't..."

"Boys..." Koga motioned to the other two.

"On it," They complied.

They all started scribbling everywhere on the lee's torso, even managing to get his feet from time to time.

"AHAHAHAHAH!!! STOP!"

Ritsu walked past their room, js staring at them. "U should get his knees, that'll make him fold." Then he walked off.

'That damn brat. Oh he will get what's coming for him.'

"His knees, u say?" Adonis did js that and squeezed his knees, "U gonna come chill with us now?!"

"YEHEEHHEEHEHEHEHHEHEHESSSSSSSSS!!! PLEASE ST-STO-STAHAP!!! *Wheezes* Can....CAN'T.... BREATHE!!! *Snorts*"

Rei hates tickling anyone besides his little brother js bc Ritsu is the only one who giggles while being tickled, and it's fucking adorable. Plus he has this whole thing that he hates noisy things, so tickling ANY of his teamates is out of the question. The only time he actually will consider tickling them is when he tickles their least ticklish spot js to make them giggle. It's like music to his ears. He also hates being tickled as well bc he giggles pretty loudly, more like laughter if we're being specific. His death spot is his knees, ofc. He's the second ticklish person out of his group, may I remind u. And everything abt him being ticklish is adorable.

Karou Hakaze:

Him having nightmares and being ticklish is the best thing that ever happened to him. His older brother, Hiroshi, and older sister, Hana, (completely different names, dk they're actual names), would always cheer up the younger when he comes in their room, crying, saying that he had a nightmare.

Karou woke up sweaty and out of breath. He checked the time on his clock and noticed that it was 11:24 pm. He got another terrible dream so he was gonna descretly walk into his older siblings room to see if they're awake.

He quietly knocked on the door to not wake up his parents, with Hiroshi on the other side telling him that he can come in.

He walked in v shyly, like he always looked after having a nightmare, and his older sister noticed this, "Hey, Karou... did u hv another nightmare?"

He nodded his head with a quite, "mhm."

"Alr... come sit by me and we can watch a movie." Hana patted the empty space beside her, as Hiroshi walked over to sit by Karou on Hana's queen size bed."

"What do u wanna watch?" Hana grabbed the remote from Hiroshi.

"Hey!"

"Karou had a nightmare, he can choose what he wants to watch."

"He better be glad I don't hit 6 yr olds," Hiroshi mumbled under his breath, but was still audible for Hana to hear.

"What was that?!" Hana squeezed Hiroshi's side

"*Gasp* Nothing nvm."

"That's what I thought," But then it clicked to his older sister, the thing that always cheered him up.

She quietly squeezed Karou's side earning a squeak from the youngest.

"We know how much u like getting tickled, so do u want us to do it to u?"

Karou looked up at the two, and relaxed, "Yes... please..."

Hana lightly traced Karou's chubby stomach, squishing and playing w/ it.

"Heheheheheh......" Karou giggled.

Hiroshi continued to put on Spongebob so he can watch it while the other two was playing.

Karou leaned more into the touch, giggling his adorable heart away, "Thahahahnks guys..."

"It's no biggie. We'll do anything to make our cute little brother happy." The girl said, continuing to tickle his belly, but sliding up to his neck.

Karou pushed the offending hand away, js to bring it back to his stomach, "Js my... tummy... big sis."

"Oh, sry mb."

The night ended with giggles, and an awful tickle attack on the older brother.

Yes he was 6 yrs old, but he still likes getting tickled. Not necessarily where he asks for them, no, too embarrassing, but he will js instigate a tickle fight amongst his band. He will wreck ur shit if u get tickled by him, unspoken by the other three on his team. His death spot is his neck, obviously, so that's the only place he won't allow u to tickle him. He usually tickles his older brother when he sees them again, but afterwards he gets wrecked like usual, but he secretly doesn't mind it either. His laugh is v melo and chilled, but if u get his neck it's very loud and chaotic.

Koga Oogami:

(I js realized I fucked up his whole personality on Rei's hc, so js bare w/ me on this one.) Koga... Koga.... He's fucking ticklish, the most ticklish may I remind u? He got wrecked once as well, by Karou and Adonis, sometimes Rei if he's feeling it, heck even his roomate tickled him too.

Everyone was chilling in Koga's room, Rei, Karou, Adonis, and Tatsumi. Koga went to go take a shower while the others played mario kart.

"Where is Koga? It's so boring," Karou signed.

"He went to take a shower, dumbass." Tatsumi replied in a hateful tone.

"Watch it."

He later came out, with a towel covering his downstairs, and his exposed abs drenched in water.

Rei was mesmerized by the latter, "Wow, how r u more jacked than me?!"

"I work out dumbass."

Karou went to go slide his finger down the others' abs, ideky...

"Hey! Did I give u permission to touch me?!"

"Sry, Koga, ur abs js felt like steel."

"That's so fucking weird..."

Now that Karou mentioned that, Tatsumi wanted to feel it to, so he squeezed the men's side to see if it felt rock hard, only to be caught out of his trance by a startled yelp.

"CUT IT OUT! U MORONS!!!!"

"I think we have a ticklish person in here~"

"That's ridiculous, everyone in here is ticklish, Tatsumi!"

"Yh, but ur more ticklish, Rei. Karou barely touched ur abs and u js jumped a mile away. I barely squeezed u, and u Squealed!!!"

Adonis and Rei were now staring at a worried boy.

Ofc, Rei wanted no part in it, so he js sat on the bed.

Karou took Koga's arms under his arms, and Adonis and Tatsumi started to tickle his sides and stomach.

"Wow, dude, did u not dry off? Ur soaking wet." Tatsumi asked, sliding a finger around the outlines of his abs.

"Stahahhahap!"

"Wow, u feel so smooth," Adonis squeezed his sides.

"Pleehehehehease, stop guys!"

"Nope we're having fun with u~" Karou cooed.

No matter how much I like this guy as a character, he is a complete dick when it comes to tickling w/ this men. He hates it, like legit. Since he hates anything that's cute, and tickling is considered cute and adorable to most ppl including him, he only tickles ppl when he wants to torture them. Like, wreck their worst spot until they either cave, piss themselves, or pass out. U should run, and run fast, if u find out he's in a ler mood for the wrong reasons. He hates it when other ppl tickle him though, hypocrite. His worst spot is his abs (Ik his abs is like his stomach, but all u gotta do is trace them and he'll be laughing non stop). His laugh is v high pitch and adorable, which is another reason y he hates being tickled, he js doesn't like being called cute.

Adonis Otogari:

Adonis isn't really ticklish anymore. I mean, after he got tickled every hour of every day by his 3 older sisters, he kinda js grew out of it tbh. His sisters r really bummed out abt it too, bc they loved hearing his giggles and laugh. He hated being tickled though, js bc they would constantly do it, tag teaming him, making him look like a fool infront of all his friends, and they basically wouldn't give him enough time to breath, nearly passing out one time. His friends tried tickling him once, but realized he didn't give enough reaction towards it, so they stopped doing so. He would tickle everyone and likes being the ler more than the lee, so he's kinda glad he's not ticklish anymore. He would only tickle u if u ask for it bc he likes making peace and making everyone happy, but u can't be happy if u hate tickling. Though, later on he realized ppl can be v shy or insecure of asking to be tickled, so he will js tickle u, but if u show any signs of hating it he would automatically stop. And, if u like being tickled but can't stand it for a long period of time, he will give u a safeword in case u need it. He js rlly respects ppls boundaries and don't wanna make them uncomftorable. When he was ticklish, his worst spot was his wrists leading up to his palms. And he was more ticklish than Koga, which was not good for anyone who hates being tickled. And his laugh was always bubbly and contagious, Idcy u wouldn't wanna tickle this cute, little, adorable lee.

#lee #ticklish #anime tickle #anime #ler #tickle #tickle headcanons #ensemble stars #ensemble stars hcs #ensemble stars tickle #Rei Sakuma #Ticklish Rei #Karou Hakaze #Ticklish Karou #Koga Oogami #Ticklish Koga #Adonis Otogari #Ler Adonis

[jihyoruri]

that wonyn moment in the sneak peek was everything IM SORRY BUT IM JUST SO OBSESSED WITH THEM can we pretty please get come wonyn live moments?

WONYOUNG AND YN LIVE MOMENTS — wonyoung x wow!yn

➩ CLIP #1 PLAYING… 📼

“which member should I ask to get me snack.” wonyoung asks the live, “should I ask yn?”

she laughs at the comments telling her no, “she’ll bring you something nasty.” she reads before letting out another laugh, “no… yn?”

“yeah?”

yn walked into the frame and stands behind wonyoungs chair as the girl looks up at her, “if I asked you for a snack would you give me something nasty?” she asks looking up at yn who was looking down at her.

“yeah, I’d give you something nasty.” yn says teasingly before squinting her eyes to look at the comments as wonyoung looks at her offended.

rei’s laugh is heard in the background and yn leans against the wall behind wonyoungs chair waiting on the girl to realize the joke.

it doesn’t take wonyoung long before she’s gasping and turning around and hitting yn who lets out a laugh, “yn!”

➩ CLIP #2 PLAYING… 📼

yn and wonyoyng sat beside each other as they talked to the live about random things.

wonyoung read a comment as yn showed dives her hands that were covered with drawings of stars that drew on her hand’s earlier in the live, “yn is so pretty.”

wonyoung smiles as yn rolls her eyes, “she isn’t she? so gorgeous.” wonyoung says bringing one of her hands under yn’s chin to showcase the girls face.

yn immediately turns her face away as wonyoung laughs at the girls flustered state.

➩ CLIP #3 PLAYING… 📼

wonyoung was doing a solo live since she’s been solo activities in another country away from her members, so what’s a better way than filling that loneliness with talking to dives.

she talked about random things, she was in the middle of explaining why she’s in another country but was cut off by her phone ringing, “who’s calling me?” she asks the camera before picking up her phone and smiling at the caller id.

she shows the phone to the camera, it displays a photo of a sleeping yn in the car, “it’s yn calling! my star girl.”

“she should be sleeping though.” wonyoung says before answering the phone, “hello.”

“wony.” once yn’s sleepy voice is heard the comments go so fast to the point that you can barely read them, “I’m bored talk to me.” she whines

wonyoung laughs at yn’s whining, “you should be sleeping and I’m on live.”

“I don’t care, talk to me.”

➩ CLIP #4 PLAYING… 📼

all seven girls huddled together at a table, five of the ive members engage and talk to the live, but dives can’t seem to take their attention off of the two girls that sit at the edge of the table.

yn leans back on her chair as she stretches her shirt lifting up slightly revealing her stomach.

wonyoung looks beside her and down at yn’s stomach her mouth dropping slightly, “your abs.” she laughs rubbing yn’s stomach causing the girl to lean back down move away from wonyoung’s hands, “that tickles.”

wonyoung raises her brow at that before bringing her hands to yn’s stomach again causing the girl to flinch.

wonyoung laughs as yn swats her hands away.

“what?” gaeul asks, bringing everyone’s attention to the two girls.

“she’s ticklish.” wonyoung says before bringing her hands to yn’s stomach again and before she knew it every member joined in on tickling the girl.

➩ CLIP #5 PLAYING… 📼

wonyoung and liz sat beside each other as they ate and talked to the live about random things, “yn gifted me this vivienne westwood bracelet for my birthday isn’t it pretty?” wonyoung says to the camera, liz nodding in agreement.

someone’s voice was heard and wonyoung looked up from her bowl a smile instantly spreading on her face when came into the frame.

dives spammed the comments at the girl’s presence, begging yn to come sit and talk to them.

“they want you to come talk to them.” liz says to the girl smiling at her as yn reluctantly agrees and sits right on wonyoungs lap, causing the girl to gasp, “give me a warning at least!”

yn doesn’t respond only turning her gaze to liz opening her mouth.

liz realizes what the girl wants and brings her chopsticks to yn’s mouth feeding the girl.

yn hums as wonyoung wraps her arms around yn’s mid, leaning back into wonyoung, yn whispers to the girl, “are you gonna feed me too?”

in response wonyoung shakes her head tightening her hold on yn, “you don’t deserve it.”

#wow!yn #ive x reader #jang wonyoung #wonyoung #wonyoung x reader #jang wonyoung x reader #ive headcanons #ive #lesserafim x reader #girl group imagines #it’s the way I forgot to post this

[pinkmirth]

OPTIONS, reiner braun!

SYNOPSIS / WRITER’s NOTE: here’s a lil cowboy & footballer rei-rei drabble, since i can’t decide for the life of me which one i prefer . . . no plot whatsoever, just thinkin’ of all the ways i want both versions of reiner to make a complete and total mess out of me!

CONTAINS: ( 600+ words of . . . ) cowboy!reiner & footballer!reiner x fem!reader (black coded), nsfw/smut, modern au, porn without plot (pwp), comparison of cowboy!reiner and footballer!reiner in bed, oral (f!receiving), cunnilingus, missionary position, cowboy!reiner has a breeding kink, footballer!reiner’s kinda cocky, explicit language, lowercase intended, minors shoo!

cowboy!reiner is a kindhearted partner, one who never fails to be incredibly patient with you. he whispers against your flesh, pouring out sweet praises. in no rush, he takes all the time needed to warm you up. reiner uses his large hands, roughened by farm work, to knead your soft breasts and squeeze at your thighs, touching whatever he can manage to reach. his ticklish scruff frictions against your body when he lowers to grace your clit with a sweet kiss. his warm palms find purchase at your waist, using his gentle hold as leverage to deliver slow, deep-reaching thrusts. he can’t stop himself from rambling about how perfect you look underneath him, and his dick jumps whenever you run your nails down his muscular back. reiner expertly swivels his hips in just the way you like, grinning over your breathy moans that follow. any pet-name he mumbles sounds oh-so smooth, like that of dripping honey. ‘darlin’, he whines. ‘princess’, he groans. reiner notices how tightly you clench with every utterance. you ask him to fuck you ‘just a little faster’, and upon seeing the bat of your wispy lashes, he does. sweat rolls down his abdomen as he quickens his pace to match your command. he discards his pleasure to prioritize your own, calloused thumb grazing your puffy bud. a lazy grin of satisfaction spreads across cowboy!reiner’s handsome face once you finally cum for him. with a few more shallow pumps, he’s emptying his fat balls and fucking a thick load of fertile cum into your gaping pussy, thoroughly filling you up— breeding you. he knows how much you love it when he finishes inside; not to mention his dearest fantasy of watching you grow plump with his baby. over all else, the one thing this gentleman truly wants is to make you feel good.

but let it be known that footballer!reiner is a complete 360 from his farmer counterpart . . . this man is nothing if not a tease! he’s downright cocky when dealing with your body. he effortlessly manhandles you, almost similar to how he tosses around that damn football. reiner’s committed all of your round curves and smooth dips to memory, knowledgeable of a dozen different ways to get you mindlessly blabbering his name. unashamedly, he laps and suckles at your leaking pussy with a brazen smile. he then pauses the swipe of his tongue, just as you’re soon to reach ecstasy. to that, you whine, and he stifles a low chuckle over the desperate smack you land on his bicep. you know exactly what reiner wants of you— for you to beg for it. beg for him. he loses his mind when you do, hurriedly taking position between your widened legs to slip inside. he pleads for you to look him in the eye when he eases himself into your slick hole. the ego boost he gains is massive, upon watching your pretty eyes roll back at the sensation of his fat dick pushing into you. he drills your throbbing cunt with reckless abandon, fingers tightly pressing into your hipbones. reiner’s quick, fervent and rough with it. this brash method sure is effective. it allows him to hit every single fucking angle. ‘oh, you love this fuckin’ dick, don’t you, baby?’ he taunts, nipping at the junction of your neck. your dainty hands grasp onto his broad shoulders, legs loosely crossed over his firm hips. his unmatched stamina allows him to pound you into the mattress for three lengthy rounds, and he’s made you release more times than you can manage to remember. he peers down at you with a prideful gleam, because just look at how fucked out he’s made you. With tear-stricken cheeks and a heaving chest, you weave your fingers through his short-cut blonde hair to pull him down for a kiss, his cocky smile spreading against your lips. footballer!reiner’s sure that only him alone can please you like this.

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[ilyuu]

warnings : suggestive, fluff, pure fluff, uhm drunk kazuha, alcohol (of course), a kith, he’s cute, lmk if i missed anything!

rei you’re feeding into my delusions /pos

the scent of alcohol is still with him.

even with the window wide, welcoming in a bout of sea’s breath, salty, yet cool, it doesn’t fade nor take it away.

the sheets surrounding him are shoved astray, a sea of crinkles in his clothing as he tries, too, to shove them away (and in attempt to do so, you caught a crevice of his collarbone and closed your eyes, hiding it away by tucking him in even further.) his hair pools around him, let go, and rivulets of soft silver runs over his shoulders whenever you try to touch his skin, hoping it’d cool, only for it to feel hot and hotter.

he hums. your eyes strays to his, and you feel your breath catch in your chest.

his eyes a soft color, glazed, and in a daze, he stares at you with a sickeningly soft look that asks, if not pleads, you to stay for a second. you feel yourself stumble a bit, and only a bit.

yet that as all he needed. his hand is holding yours, tight, in spite of slipping underneath the spell of sleep - the air in the room stirs. the small candle sitting on the nightstand not the only source of heat, with the warmth that seeps into his skin.

“kazuha…”

“i… no…” he lightly tugs you, and you all but took a step towards him. his voice sounds a bit childish, something you seldom, if not ever, hear. “stay here… don’t wanna see you go anywhere…”

“not even if i means to get you some water? if it only took a few seconds?”

“no.” his hand turns yours, the palm of your hand facing him, and he presses a small peck to the lines. “just stay… don’t need anything or anyone else but you.”

either the heat in his skin is infectious as the same warmth slips to you, feeling the air a bit too tepid for your liking all of a sudden - even if you weren’t looking at him, you could’ve heard the slight pout in his voice. it was a mix that you aren’t, and you don’t think you’d ever be, used to.

“aah, don’t say things like that.”

kazuha tilts his head off to the side, and if it wasn’t already possible, his cheeks took up tint of red this time. he’s not the only one then. “…’s normal. it is.”

“maybe for you it is, but…” you huff, as if that puff of air will take it away from you. “it’s cute. it’s too cute. you’re too cute.”

“…’m not cute.”

“of course you are.”

“…’m not.” he turns back to you. his lips juts out and, lo and behold, a pout. his brows are slightly knitted, and js features twist to a frown that can only be seen as… well, cute.

perhaps you’ve let something show, something he didn’t like to think was true, as he pulls you again, yet harder this time, to the point that you’re but a breath apart from him. you can notice the luster of his lips underneath the light, just soft, tempting, and as he stares at yours, you can tell he thinks the same.

and he closes the space. you’re met with the taste of alcohol upon touch, and the bitter tang seeps onto your tongue, making you twinge. it’s the airy sigh you draw from him that sweetened it, and the many that follows - something, a feeling you can put a name on, yet won’t, drips from each and every one of those sounds. breathless, light - it akin to listening to a melody itself seeing him lose his breath to you.

you feel his fingers slowly slip to the nape of your neck, curling into your hair, asking for more as the feeling sent shivers slithering up your spine. his touch, though, while ticklish, was hot. burning. you remind yourself.

he whines against your lips as you moved away, and with the way his eyes crinkles, you’d find yourself almost caving in. almost. for him and yourself, you press a finger to his lips - a silent seal of a taboo (for now.) in lieu of a pout, or a protest of some sort you were expecting, a small smile touched him.

“…see?”

“see what?”

“…‘m not cute.” his eyes crinkled. your heart skipped a beat. “am i?”

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