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[thecursedanon]

Amusement Park Shenanigans

Alternate title: Never agree to go to an amusement park w/ Gojo. Characters: Switch!Yuji, Lee!Nanami(technically switch!Nanami, but only briefly.) Ler!Gojo, Megumi, Nobara. (brief mentions of Shoko, Suguru and Haibara.) Genre: Fluff (also some hurt/comfort if you squint enough at certain points) Word count: 6388 Description: Gojo decides to take the students to the amusement park, and drags a very unwilling Nanami along with them... after trying to failing to convince Gojo to let him leave, and one too many grumpy remarks from Nanami, Gojo decides to do what Gojo does best... cause absolute chaos. Part 2: (click here)

It was a comfortable day, the weather was beginning to cool down as they just entered into fall. The leaves began to change into varying shades of amber or red, and everyone seemed a bit more light and cheerful at the beauty of the changing season.

Well… not quite everyone… 

You may not be very light or cheerful if you were stuck at an amusement park chaperoning a gaggle of students.

“Can we leave now?”

“Aw come on, Nanami,” Gojo pouted. “Lighten up! We're at an amusement park, you mean to tell me you're not having any fun?”

Or if you were Kento Nanami.

“Not in the slightest.” He retorted, still unsure just how he ended up accompanying them to begin with. It’s entirely possible Satoru had suggested he tag along and rather than argue with him, which would require paying attention, he half listened and just agreed to whatever childish assertion he had made. 

Satoru grinned at his friend’s discontentment. “Where's your sense of childlike adventure and amazement?? Just look at Yuji, he's having fun.”

The white haired teacher gestured to Yuji, who was currently stumbling around the park like a baby giraffe learning to walk, evidently dizzy from one too many go-arounds on the rollercoaster they just returned from.

They had stopped in an out of the way area of the park so that the boy could recover… which evidently wasn’t going well.

The pink haired teen eventually lost his fight with gravity and fell over, if this had been a cartoon you probably could have seen stars circling around his head.

“See? Childlike amazement.”

Yuji gave a grin to the others, a dazed look on his face. “I'm having so much fun!! Just tell me when the ride is over!”

Nanami gives the boy a silent look of concern as he sighs. 

“Alright alright, take five, ya finger eating freak.” Gojo laughed and bent down to pat the pinkette on the head. “But hey, don't just take Itadori’s word for it--” Suddenly Gojo was beside Nanami, whispering to him. “Because the kid is a little… strange.”

The next moment, Gojo was beside Megumi, who had a bright pink sakura flower balloon tied to his wrist and looked as though he was being held there against his will. “Megumi, you're having fun with your beloved sensei's, right?”

Megumi grunted in annoyance. “Somehow this is worse than that time you rented a bouncy house when I was ten…”

“Hey, kids love bouncy houses!” Gojo argued.

“Too bad it wasn't for them.” The edgy teen sighed, recalling what was apparently a painful memory for him.

Satoru pouted, pinching his emo son’s side, producing an uncharacteristic yip from the boy. “You can't argue that it wasn't a totally fun Friday night!”

“Fine… allow me to rephrase my question.” Nanami readjusted his sunglasses with a sigh, not bothering to cover up his annoyance with being dragged to a place full of people on one of his mythical days off. “Can I leave now?”

“Haaaah?? Why would you want to leave???” Gojo reacted as though he'd just witnessed a terrible accident in slow motion… kind of like Megumi recalling the bounce house incident . “This is family bonding day! And last time I checked you're still part of this family-- whether you like it or not!!” he quickly added at the end, sensing Nanami was about to deny it.

Nanami glanced at the group of kids they were chaperoning. “You know I hate amusement parks.” He said, this time quieter so only Satoru could hear him.

Gojo blinked in confusion from behind his sunglasses as he tried to pull a lost sequence from his memory. Did he know that? Now that he mentions it… he did recall something about an amusement park… but what?

While Satoru was silent (for once), Nanami took this as his chance to really try to convince him. “And besides… I doubt the kids would even notice I'm gone.”

Satoru stared blankly at the blonde, still attempting to force the two remaining neurons that weren’t focused on being a menace to spark the memory that was just evading his grasp… Can you hear the dial up tone?

“Hey… that’s not true!” Yuji interjected, pulling himself together as he stumbled towards his father figure. “I’d notice you were gone.”

Nanami’s face softened as he looked at Yuji. “Itadori… wouldn’t you have more fun running around with your friends? I’ll just slow you all down.” he responded, his tone less harsh than before.

“No way, I won’t have nearly as much fun without you here.” He frowned, hitting Nanami with one of the classics… the puppy dog eyes. (dun dun dunnnn)

“Y-Yuji.” Kento warned, shifting his gaze uncomfortably away from his student but no matter where he looked there Yuji was… leaning more and more into the act.

“OH! I remember now!” Gojo said suddenly, inadvertently startling Yuji and causing him to fall over, evidently still not fully recovered from all the roller coaster rides.

Nanami flinched inwardly as Gojo leaned closer to him. “What?”

“Come on, Kento… how can you say no to that sweet boy? He looks like he’s about to cry…” The chaotic teacher cooed at Yuji as he resumed his puppy dog eyes… from his new spot sitting on the ground.

Nanami huffed, turning away again as he crossed his arms. “Itadori… Just because that works on Megumi and Gojo doesn’t mean it’s going to work on me..”

“How hurtful! I think you owe us an apology for being so grumpy…” Satoru mused, winking at Yuji as if to tell him to follow his lead.

“I am not apologizing to you…” Kento grumbled, briefly shooting a glare to the white haired man.

“No? Be reeeeeally sure about that before you respond.” Gojo warned the blonde teacher.

“I said no.”

Satoru sighed softly with an almost threatening grin on his face, slowly slipping his sunglasses off and attaching them to his shirt collar. “I didn’t want to do this… but you leave me no choice.”

Nanami scoffed and turned back around to face him, upon locking eyes with the older man, he felt a familiar wave of panic flood over him. “Satoru…” Panic he hadn’t felt in a very long time.

Gojo grinned even more as he rolled up his sleeves, approaching him slowly. “Yes, Kento?”

“Wh-What are you doing…?”

Kento mentally swore at himself for backing away from Satoru, he should be standing his ground right now… but that look… he recognized that look a little too well. And he didn't like it… (or did he?)

“Well, since you’re being such a grump I figured I’d fix your attitude for you.” Gojo hummed, a predatory glimmer in his eyes as he began to close the gap between them, raising his hands. “A few pokes here, a few squeezes there… and a whole bunch of tickles right there and voila! Good as new! One happy giggly Nanami ready to spend time with us without much complaint!”

Nanami’s eyes widened as he felt the color drain from his face. “Satoru… I will end you if you do this in front of the students.” he hissed as he began to back away again.

“What students? They’ve all scampered off… well, except for that kiddo right there.”

As if on cue, Itadori hooked his arms around Nanami from behind, grinning at the soft gasp he received. “What's wrong, Sensei? You look a little nervous…” the teen grinned.

“Itadori,” Nanami struggled in his hold to no avail, Yuji was using all of his strength to contain the stoic teacher in a bear hug, pinning his arms to his sides to stop him from breaking free. “if you don't let me go right now, so help me…”

“Threatening the students now, Nanami??” Gojo gasped melodramatically, slowly reaching his hands forward towards his squirming torso. “I'm shocked! Now I really have no choice but to adjust your attitude~”

Kento paused, his eyes catching sight of the slightly wiggling fingers that were inching closer. He felt another wave of panic rush over him, but attempted to not let it show, steeling his face as he forced himself to look away from Satoru. “Yuji… please let me go. I'm sorry for upsetting you.” He tried his hand at reasoning with the student as a last resort.

Unfortunately, he didn't receive any support there either. Yuji smiled, angling his head upwards to rest his chin on the back of Nanami’s shoulder. “There's no need to be sorry… I know crowds aren't really your scene.” He sympathized. “But… I did mean what I said. I do want you here… so I'm sorry for ambushing you like this.”

“Oh, so you can apologize to him, but not me??”

“Of course I can, I actually care about him.” Nanami retorted dryly, despite his impending doom.

Satoru gasped, his eyes dancing with amusement. He leaned in closer, speaking in a quieter tone. “You know, Nanami… if you wanted to be smothered with tickles so badly, all you had to do was ask~”

Satoru leaned back, allowing his teasing words to sink in for full effect before cracking his knuckles dramatically. “Alright Itadori, make sure to hold him niiiice and still for me, okay? Our dear sweet Nanami here turns into a wiggle-worm when he gets laughing.” he grinned as Yuji nodded in support, tightening his arms around him, but not so much so that it caused him any real discomfort.

“Both of you… this is ridiculous.” Nanami sighed, hoping if he didn't give the reaction he was looking for hoping that he'd grow bored quickly and go back to whining… as much as Kento hated his incessant whining. “Can you both stop being so chi--” he promptly stopped mid sentence as he felt Satoru grab his sides, lightly fluttering his grip.

“I'm sorry, what was that Nanami?” Gojo grinned. “I didn't quite catch that… what should we stop being?”

Kento took a subtle steadying breath, locking eyes with his tormenter with a blank look on his face. He didn't even dare to so much as flinch when Gojo touched him.

“As I was saying… can you both stop being so childish?” He answered calmly, outwardly unfazed by the maddeningly light teasing touches Satoru was administering to his sides.

Inwardly though… he was struggling to maintain his composure, trying desperately not to show any signs of weakness despite how god awfully, completely and utterly ticklish it felt... 

“Childish? Nanami… there's nothing wrong with a little tickling, It serves as a great bonding experience!” Satoru said cheerfully, leaning in closer to tease the blonde. “Especially when you're as ticklish as we both know you are…~”

Nanami choked back his retort, focusing his efforts on keeping his icy composure. “Satoru… the last time you… did this- was when we were in school together.” He reminded his colleague, careful with his words so as not to fluster himself any further than he already was inside. “I've long since grown out of that childish sensitivity…”

But unfortunately nothing slips past Satoru and his infamous Six Eyes, the cheeky little bastard.

“Oho, did you now?” He raised his eyebrows in amusement at his bold assertion, taking his defiance as a full blown challenge. “Well in that case, you shouldn't mind this then… right?”

He walked his fingers slowly up and down his sides, inching closer to his ribs with each trip up.

Nanami broke eye contact with him in an attempt to not react, feeling flustered at the teasing look in his eyes. “Of course I mind it… I don't like being touched by you.”

Yuji blinked, surprised at his calm and even tone. Had this been him instead of Nanami he would've been on the ground in a heap of giggles by now. “Hmm…”

Gojo knew better though, he knew he was slowly chipping away at his defenses. He could see the subtle cues, feel his muscles twitching. “Yes, Yuji? What ails you, my dear boy?” He asked, glancing over Kento’s shoulder to meet Yuji’s gaze- well, what he could glimpse of it with how the pinkette had his face angled, anyway.

“Maybe he's right,” Itadori said with a note of genuine seriousness. “Maybe he's not ticklish anymore… I know I'd be a mess right now.”

“Well, that's because you're hopelessly ticklish~” Gojo teased his student with a wink, grinning at the flustered look Itadori shot him. “So is Nanami though, maybe even just as bad as you.”

Nanami clenched his jaw in aggravation, barely resisting the urge to blush. “I am not. And stop talking about me like I'm not here!”

“But he's not reacting… not even his breathing is off.” Itadori ignored his teacher's protest, continuing to converse with Satoru.

“Well, Itadori, that's because Nanami here is what we call; ✨stubborn✨, and also shy.” Gojo grinned at his students' newfound curiosity, using this to his advantage as another form of teasing. “He needs some gentle reassurances that it's okay if he gives in to the nice tickly tickles and starts blushing and giggling like a schoolboy.” 

“Shut up. I most certainly do not giggle.” Nanami hissed in protest, feeling his face flush.

Whoopsie, that was a big chunk of his facade chipped away, watch your step everyone…

“Aww, see? He's already getting blushy.” Gojo cooed, brushing his fingertips against the bottom of the blonde's ribs. “It's okay, Kento… I don't mind being patient. That cute little laugh of yours is well worth the wait.”

Nanami took a sharp intake of breath, hating the feeling of how each gentle swipe across his ticklish midsection was chipping away at his sanity. “It's not… cute.” He forced out from behind gritted teeth.

Itadori raised an eyebrow, feeling his sensei tremble ever so slightly in his hold. “Does he really have a cute laugh?” He asked, grinning.

“No!”

Gojo laughed at Kento's quick rebuttal. “Yuji, come now, what about Nanami isn't utterly adorable~?” He continued dancing his fingertips lightly across what wasn't blocked off of Kento's ribs. “You know what's reeeeeally adorable about him?”

“What's that?”

“That he can't handle being teased... He gets extra giggly and blushy~” Gojo grinned, leaning in to speak quietly to Yuji, but just loud enough for Kento to still hear. This somehow made the snarky bastard's teases worse.

“Dammit… st-stop it already…!” Nanami huffed, squirming uselessly.

“Naaanami… does this tiiiiickle?” He teased, cooing at him like a damn toddler.

The younger teacher let out a growl of frustration, turning his head to face away from Gojo in a weak attempt to hide his darkening blush. He felt his body beginning to tremble as Gojo completely demolished his defenses.

“Come onnn… let us hear that adorable laugh~” he grinned, deciding to take things up a notch. He honed in on the sensitive spots between his ribs, giving light scratches to the area.

“Stop… I mean it…” he growled, forcing back any embarrassing sounds that may have tried to escape his throat. 

“What's this?? Do I see a smile on your face? but I thought you weren't ticklish anymore, Kento. What gives?” Gojo teased, grinning devilishly.

“Maybe he's finally starting to have fun spending time with us.” Yuji grinned. Thanks Yuji… we knew we could count on you to not bully Nanami too.

“Ooo, maybe! Does that mean you're actually going to ride the Ferris wheel with me?”

“Not on your life.” Kento hissed, his lips trembling as they formed a panicky smile.

“Aww! You're so mean to me…” Satoru whined, an evil glimmer in his eyes as he stilled his movements. “Fine then, since you're going to be so mean, maybe I'll go for your extra tickly spots… now where were those again…?” 

Nanami froze up as he felt Gojo pull a hand back to tap his chin in thought. In the process of doing so, he skimmed his fingertips against Nanami's waist, more specifically along the edge of his stomach. “S-Satoru…”

“Where oh where were those…” Gojo mumbled to himself, unable to keep the grin off of his face as he dropped his other hand, his fingers grazing Nanami's hip. “Oh… I just can't remember… the years are really starting to affect my memory!” He reached up to gently tap Kento's forehead to add emphasis to his words, but on the way up he brushed his fingers lightly against his neck.

Each ‘accidental’ touch, caused Nanami to flinch, the older of the two making sure his victim was well aware he knew exactly where his worst spots were… in his own chaotic Gojo way, of course.

“It’s a shame, really.” Satoru sighed, while he had Nanami distracted and on edge he mouthed a command to Yuji. 

The pinkette grinned mischievously, nodding his compliance as Nanami watched his other teacher cautiously.

“But, what can ya do? That's just life… as we get older, we become slower to react.” The white haired man shrugged, making sure both of his hands were perfectly visible as he did so.

And that's when he struck.

Itadori, without moving too much, reached down with a clawed hand and clawed into the spot along his waist that Satoru had sneakily pointed out earlier, having seen that Yuji was paying attention. (For once.)

Nanami gasped sharply, barking out an involuntary laugh. Shock crashing over him. “No, I-Ihihitadohohori!” The dam finally broke, laughter pouring freely from his lips. “Wahahahait!”

Satoru let out a low whistle. “What's this? I thought big scary Nanami wasn't ticklish anymore?” He smirked.

Nanami blushed, unable to stop the laughter that spilled forth. “Gojoho Ihihihi swehehear… I'm gonnahaha kihihihill you!” He threatened, though his words were… less than intimidating to say the least.

“Wow, you were actually right, Gojo.” Yuji chuckled. “His laugh is pretty cute.”

“Itadorihihi Hohohow could youhuhu?!” Kento's complaints about Yuji's betrayal were broken up by his warm, light laughter. 

Yuji grinned, moving around with his writhing teacher. “You also weren't kidding, he's really squirmy!”

Gojo smiled at the two of them, his mischief briefly shifted into warmth as he was brought back to a happier time.

Watching Yuji and Nanami now, he sees years of anguish and pain melt away even if just for a moment. 

For that moment, Satoru can see a young Nanami being absolutely destroyed with tickles by Haibara, Geto and himself while Shoko shakes her head and giggles at their antics.

It's definitely been far too long.

Gojo blinked, bringing himself back to the present. “Geez Yuji, I told you to keep him still.” He chuckled at how Itadori was practically hanging off of Nanami's back as Nanami had managed to double over with laughter.

“Hey, it's a lot harder than it looks!” Yuji laughed, his fingers dancing relentlessly along the side of his stomach.

“You have superhuman strength and can call on the power of the king of curses… and this is difficult for you?”

“Listen--” Yuji laughed again. “I can be strong all I want, but there's only so much I can do without any help!”

“Surprisingly wise words from you, Itadori.” Gojo grinned mischievously. “Alright alright, I'll help.”

He reached forward, grabbing a hold of Nanami whilst simultaneously administering some quick sneaky tickles to Itadori.

“Hehehey! Do you want mehe to fall?!” Yuji complained, trying to shift away from Gojo's soft pokes and scribbles while keeping his balance.

“Ehh… you've already fallen twice today… What's a third time?” He grinned, tickling Itadori’s neck with one hand, and targeting Nanami's hip with the other.

“Nohoho! Sahahatoru gehehet away!” Nanami laughed, trying desperately to escape the two tickle monsters he had attached to him.

Itadori let out a childish squeal as he flailed, finally falling off of Nanami’s back. He still had a partial grip on his mentor and ended up pulling him to the ground with him.

Gojo laughed, releasing both of them from his tickly hold. 

Nanami had managed to twist around, catching Itadori and breaking his fall with his arm.

Itadori giggled softly as he recovered from the tickles. He felt Nanami carefully press his hand into the back of his neck, then his shoulder, then brush against the back of his head silently assessing the teen making sure he wasn't hurt.

Had it been Gojo who had fallen with him, he wouldn't have cared, and not bothered trying to break his fall. But since it was Itadori- he didn't want him to get hurt.

Once he determined Yuji was okay his body went limp, resting back against the ground while he focused on steadying his breathing.

“Thanks a lot, Gojo…” Yuji huffed, a smile still etched on his face.

“To be fair, I didn't say who I was helping...” Gojo teased, kneeling down beside the teen.

Kento huffed indignantly, his arms tightly wrapped around his middle as he caught his breath. “You're both terrible…” 

Satoru turned his gaze to Nanami, an evil smile on his lips. “Oh, Kento… you didn't honestly think I was done with you yet, did you?” His blue eyes sparkled with a predatory glimmer as he launched himself onto the blonde, thanks to limitless Nanami wasn’t able to put up much fight. 

“Really?” Nanami glared up at him, his sunglasses long since fallen off his face from all his struggling earlier. 

Satoru smiled triumphantly from his spot on Nanami’s thighs.

“You can’t even take me on without the use of your stupid limitless ability?” The stern teacher asked dryly, knowing any struggling his did would be pointless. He wasn’t going anywhere as long as Satoru kept limitless active.

“I thought I’d save us some time… we both know I was gonna overpower you anyways.” Gojo grinned, leaning down and draping his body lazily across Nanami’s to keep him more securely in place, and in doing so he was able to murmur teases into his ear. “All I’d have to do to get the upper hand is…”

He grabbed a hold of the blonde’s hip and began squeezing them relentlessly. “This…”

Nanami gasped sharply, unable to grab the offending hands because again, limitless. “Sahahatoru! D-Dahahahammit stop!”

“Or this…” Satoru shifted his hands upwards, scribbling his blunt nails against the sides of his stomach over his shirt, drawing even louder laughter from the blonde. The fact he could barely move to protect himself made it so much worse.

“Or… this.” Gojo grinned, pressing his lips to his neck and blowing a raspberry against it whilst administering gentle scritches.

“SHIHIHIHIHIT!” Poor Nanami couldn’t even arch his back with Gojo a firm weight against him.

“I think you should’ve just rode the ferris wheel with me.” Satoru teased, blowing another raspberry.

“EHEHEHENouGH Alreheheheady! Ahahahaha!”

“I thought you didn’t giggle, Nanami sensei.” Yuji grinned in amusement, sneaking in some teasing pokes to what he could access of Nanami’s ribs.

Gojo grinned, angling his body in a way that the pinkette had more access the right side of his body while still keeping him firmly held down. 

“You didn’t seriously-” small raspberry. “--believe him over me-” slightly bigger raspberry. “--did you?” BIIIIIG raspberry, followed by what Kento would firmly deny was a squeal. Because if he doesn't giggle, then he CERTAINLY doesn’t squeal. 

Itadori giggled at his reactions, scooting closer to scribble his fingers up and down the side of his ribcage. “No, but I also didn’t have a basis to doubt Nanami either.”

“Oh yes you did.” Gojo laughed, pulling his face away from the blonde’s neck to glance at Itadori. “You had to know he was lying the minute he denied being ticklish still.”

Well fine… If he can’t get Satoru then… “Ihihihi-- I thohohohught Ihi told you tohoho stahap talking about mehehe like I’m not here!” Kento shot his hand out, grabbing hold of Yuji’s side and giving it fluttery squeezes, drawing surprised laughter from the student.

“Aieee! Hehehehehey! Hohohohow are you moving?! Stahahap that!” Yuji squealed as Kento latched onto his ribs next. “Gohohohohojo hehehehelp!”

“Nahhh… You’re a big boy… you can deal with him yourself.” Satoru grinned, alternating between his hip and stomach side with gentle scratches. “It’ll be a good training exercise for you… let me juuust… piss him off a little more for ya~”

“Gohohohohojo!” 

“Sahahahahtoru, I swehehehear to god!”

Satoru ignored both of their protests, pushing his shirt up so he could attack his exposed skin directly. “So If my memory serves correctly, your ticklish spots are as follows,” he grinned, sitting upright. “Hips, Neck, this cute spot here~” he emphasized by fluttering his fingers briefly against his stomach sides. “Ribs are decently tickly… Am I missing anything, Nanami? Am I hitting all the nice tickly spots?”

“S-Satoru… dohon’t.”

“Don’t what? I didn’t even say anything yet.”

“I mean it…”

Satoru grinned. “But Kento, I promised to smother you with tickles… and I wouldn’t wanna disappoint you. So come on, answer my question~”

“Go to hell.” He hissed in response.

Gojo’s grin widened. Welp, nice knowing ya, Nanami.

“On second thought, maybe I will help you, Itadori.” He reached out and grabbed Nanami’s wrist and yanked it away from the pinkette, pinning it above his head quickly and firmly. In a flash, he snatched his other hand and pinned it above his head as well.

Yuji fell back with his arms around his midsection, giggling softly as he panted from the after tickles.

“Gojo, let me go right now.” Kento growled.

Satoru leaned down, grinning that evil grin at him. “Do you really think you're in a position to give me orders?”

“What are you… no… don’t you dare-- nononono!”

Gojo leaned down further, pressing his lips against Kento's exposed stomach and blowing a giant raspberry against it, eliciting an honest to god shriek in response.

“NAAAHAHAHAHAHA! GAHAHAHAD DAHAHAHAHAHAMMIT!” He let out another shriek as the arrogant teacher dispensed yet another devastating raspberry against his toned abdomen. 

Yuji sat up, stunned by the sound of his loud laughter. “Holy shit, Gojo don’t kill him!”

The teacher in question grinned, placing another raspberry against a different spot on his stomach. “Jealous, kid? Don’t worry, I have plenty of tickles to go around.” He winked at the pink haired student, who giggled nervously and wrapped his arms around himself subconsciously.

“GOHOHOHOHJO STAHAHAHAHAHAAP!” Nanami pressed out between deep belly laughs, his face flushed and his eyes tightly shut.

“Aww, but why when you’re having so much fun?” Gojo teased, placing another raspberry. “I remember this used to be your favorite~” 

“I SWEHEHEHEHEAR TO GAHAHAHAD, I WIHIHIHILL EHEHEHEND YOU!”

“Man, you’ve definitely gotten more stubborn and resilient… usually by now you would’ve been apologizing profusely and crying with laughter while begging me to stop.” Gojo chuckled, pausing his ruthless onslaught. “Or maybe…”

He leaned back to admire his handiwork, Kento a breathless blushing mess beneath him. “Maybe you don’t really want me to stop…” his grin widened when he saw Nanami open his eyes and attempt to glare at him. 

“W-Why would… you possibly think that… i…” He gasped out softly, still attempting to catch his breath. 

“Well… why else would you be so grumpy and resistant this whole time unless you wanted to egg me on?”

“To be fair… he is normally like this.” Yuji pointed out.

Satoru shifted so that he could hold both of Nanami’s arms down with one hand, using his newly freed hand to administer swift tickles to Itadori’s side. “Excuse me, but whose side are you on anyway???”

Yuji squealed and recoiled sharply from Gojo’s skilled fingers. “Ihihi wahahas just being hohohonest!”

“And now you’ve distracted me and given him time to think out his response,” Satoru huffed. “You’re definitely gonna get it later, now.”

Itadori squeaked, wrapping himself back up with his arms.

“Well Kento? I’m waiting, why are you egging it on if you don’t like it?” The older teacher turned his attention back to the now less breathless blonde, thanks to the intermission brought to you by Itadori and his big fat mouth.

“Because I don’t want to give you the satisfaction of breaking, that’s why.” He retorted, his face less flushed than previously.

“Ehh! wrong!” Satoru unleashed another tickle attack, his fingers scribbling all across his neck. “Try again!”

“Sahahahahatoru Stahahap!”

“Not until you admit it.” Gojo smirked. 

“Ahahahadmit whahahahat?”

“Admit you missed being wrecked, ya big softie!” He cooed, tracing his fingers along each rib.

“I dihihihihidn’t!” Nanami yelped, squirming as much as he could under his colleague’s technique.

“Wrong again. Itadori, be a peach and come help me, won’t you? It seems Nanami requires more reassurance.”

“Ihihihitadori dohohohon’t!”

“You’re not going to tickle me again, are you?” Itadori asked carefully, eyeing his teacher suspiciously.

“I will if you don’t get your ass over here In the next five seconds.” he responded, an evil glimmer in his eyes.

Itadori let out a sound that could only be described as a whimper as he quickly shuffled over. 

“Gojo, Itadori… don’t even--” His protest was interrupted by another shriek as Gojo blew a massive raspberry against his stomach side.

He released Nanami’s wrists, which Yuji instantly snatched up and pinned down. Gojo used his newly freed hands to drill his thumbs into Kento’s hips as he continued his torturous trail of raspberries and tickly death along his stomach area.

“NAAAAHAHAHAHA! SAHAHAHAHATORU DOHOHOHOHNT!”

“You know how to make it stop, Nanami~” Gojo hummed, administering another devastatingly massive raspberry against the side of his stomach.

“JUHUHUHUST WAHAHAHAIT UNTIL I GEHEHET MY HANDS ON YOU, YOU SOHOHOHON OF A BIHIHIHIHITCH!” The usually stoic teacher threatened between bouts of uncontrollable laughter.

Yuji snickered quietly. “He’s definitely stubborn...” the pink haired teen grinned, shifting so that he could pin Nanami’s hands down with his knee. “Let me take a crack at it!”

He began to claw at his mentors exposed ribcage, his fingers gentle but quick as they expertly sought out sensitive spots. “Nanami~ Does this tiiiiickle?” Yuji teased.

“IHIHIHITADORI! KNOHOHOHOHOCK IHIHIT OFF! STAHAHAP HELPING HIM!”

Gojo chuckled, pausing his attack to glance up at Itadori. “You’re getting pretty good at this, I’ve taught you well~” 

Yuji grinned at the praise from Satoru. “Heh… thanks. I’m just doing what tickles really bad from my own experience.”

The pinkette noticed the higher he moved up Nanami’s ribs, the more he struggled. “Gojo… are you sure those were all of Nanami’s ticklish spots you named off earlier…?”

“Hmmmm? Think I missed a spot?” Satoru played along, grinning that cheshire grin at his student. “It’s entirely possible… he never did confirm or deny if I named ‘em all.”

“Nanami?” Yuji looked down as he stilled his hands, allowing his teacher to attempt to catch his breath. “Did he miss a spot?” he asked innocently, but that smile on his face was anything but.

“I swehehear to god…” He panted. “Whehen I get my hands on you…”

“Now Nanami… that doesn’t sound like an answer to his question~” Gojo grinned, prodding his stomach side and producing a small yelp.

“It’s okay, Gojo.” Yuji responded with a mischievous glimmer in his eyes. “I’ll find out for myself.”

Then he struck. Digging mercilessly wiggling fingers into his armpits. 

And boy, did Nanami absolutely lose it. Any semblance of composure? Yeah no, gone, we don’t know her. 

Much like Yuji isn’t going to know peace when Nanami gets his hands on him. Rip Yuji lol.

“AAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” He absolutely howled with laughter, struggling with all his might to break free. “NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHEHERE! AHAHAHANYWHEHEHERE BUT THEHEHEHERE!”

“WHOA! Gojo you didn’t just miss a ticklish spot, you missed the ticklish spot!” Yuji found himself laughing along with his mentor in amusement.

“It looks that way,” Satoru smiled, shaking his head. “So, Kento? Anything you wanna say?”

He grinned, leaning down and placing his elbows on either side of the hysterical blonde, resting his face on his hands as he watched him. In doing this, he was almost entirely draped over him again, greatly limiting his movements.

“SAHAHAHATORU I HAHAHAHATE YOU!”

Satoru chuckled, “Not quite… I think what you mean’t to say was, ‘Satoru, I actually love spending time with all of you.’ and ‘I actually like being tickled.’”

Yuji giggled, speeding up his tickles.

“GAHAHAHAHA! I-I CAHAHAHANT… PLEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAP!” He cried with laughter, tears prickling at the corners of his tightly shut eyes. “PLEHEHEHEHEASE YUHUHUHUJI!”

For a moment, Itadori felt a little bad and looked at Gojo, who shook his head. “Trust me, kid… you’re gonna wanna keep going.”

“Why?”

“Just trust me.” was the blue eyed teacher’s vague and careful response.

“HAHAHAHAHAHA!” His laughter started to become hoarse as he tried to hide his face in his bicep. “OKAHAHAHAHAY OKAHAHAHAY! IHIHIHI’LL RIDE THE STUHUHUHUPID FERRIS WHEEL WIHIHITH YOU!”

“Noooo… we’re way past that, the other paaaart.” Satoru reminded teasingly, pinching his side.

“AHAHAHA! FIHIHIHIHINE!! I LIHIHIHIKE SPEHEHEHENDING TIME WITH YOUHUHUHU GUYS!”

“Aaaaand?” 

Oh, Gojo was sooooooo going to get it when he got ahold of him.

“What the hell are you guys doing?” 

Yuji looked up, grinning upon seeing Megumi standing there; pink balloon and all. “Hey Megu-- ACK!”

Nobara came running out of nowhere and knocked Yuji off of Nanami. “Hey, stop picking on Nanami!” she scolded.

Satoru sighed, grinning. Eh… close enough. He rolled off of Nanami lazily, remaining propped up on his elbows next to him.

“Ow! Jeez Nobara! It’s not like I was hurting him or anything, you didn’t have to knock me over.” He mumbled, sitting up.

“He very clearly was struggling to breathe.” Megumi pointed out, eyeing Satoru. “I’m gonna guess this was your idea?”

“How’d ya know, Gumi?” He asked cheerfully.

“Whenever there’s chaos going on you’re the cause.” The edgy teen pointed out, sitting on the ground with the others to feel included.

“Are you okay, sensei?” Nobara asked, helping Nanami up into a sitting position. “Want me to kick his ass?”

The blonde shook his head, a smile still on his face as he struggled to catch his breath. “No… That won’t… be necessary…”

Yuji giggled, leaning over and hugging Nanami. “Sorry I went a little overboard… It was just really nice to see and hear you laugh… I hope you’re not too mad at me.”

Nanami sighed as he (mostly) caught his breath, he reached up and hooked his arm around Yuji’s shoulders, cupping the back of his head as he pulled him closer into the hug. “I’m not mad… embarrassed, but not mad…”

“Why are you embarrassed?” Yuji pulled back slightly to look up at him, confused.

Nanami retorted with a ‘You’re joking, right?’ expression on his face.

“There’s no need to be embarrassed, we all goof around like this all the time.” Itadori grinned, beaming up at Megumi, who quickly looked away to avoid blushing at the implication. He then turned his gaze to Nobara, who also looked away with a casual whistle. 

“He’s right,” Satoru chimed in, sitting upright. “It just means we really like you when we pick on you like this.” Yuji nodded in agreement.

“You could like me a little less.” Kento muttered.

“You rested enough to chase down Itadori?” Satoru asked, grinning.

“Not quite…”

“Why would he chase me down?” Yuji pulled away from Nanami, eyeing the stern teacher carefully.

“Ohhh… I forgot to tell you.” Gojo grinned more. “Yeah, there’s a reason I ‘forgot’ his worst spot… It’s because he absolutely destroys anyone who targets it as retaliation.”

Yuji squeaked, noticing the evil glimmer in Nanami’s eyes.

“Yeahhh… Let’s just say ratio can be used for more than pain… Suguru and I learned that one the hard way.” He snickered at the terrified look on Itadori’s face.

“Y-You set me up!”

“I did nothing of the sort, you’re the one who decided to try that spot.” Satoru grinned. “I’d probably start running if I were you… the more tired he is the more head start you have, and since you’ve wasted so much time letting him recover… I’d say you have about a minute to get as far as humanly possible before he hunts you down.”

Yuji yelped and sprung up, taking Gojo’s advice and running away, causing the others to laugh.

“Hey, Megumi, where’d your balloon go?” Nobara asked.

Megumi smirked and shrugged. “Beats me…” 

Nanami was about to get up and go after the pinkette when Gojo leaned forward, hugging his colleague, causing him to tense up. “I’m sorry, Kento… I forgot you used to go to the amusement park with Haibara on the weekends…” he whispered. “But I think he would still want you to go out and have fun… I know Suguru would want that for me.” 

Nanami untensed, frowning as he thought about his deceased best friend. He hugged him back hesitantly. “I miss him… a lot…”

“I know… I do too.”

After a moment they let go. “Hey Satoru…?”

“Yea?”

“...Thanks…” He looked away as he quietly continued. “I… needed that.”

Gojo grinned. “Anytime, buddy~”

Nanami looked around curiously. “Now then, which way did Itadori go? I need to have a talk with him…”

“He went that way.” Nobara pointed off in a direction.

“He should be pretty easy to spot,” Megumi said casually, sipping his drink. “Just look for the person running frantically with a pink sakura balloon attached to his belt.”

Nanami smirked, nodding his thanks as he got up and took off after the pink haired teen.

“I so wanna see this…” Nobara giggled, getting up too. “You coming, Megumi?”

The raven haired teen shook his head, to which Nobara shrugged at and went running after them. “Nanami sensei, wait up! I wanna help!!”

Satoru chuckled and shook his head before turning to address his adopted son. “Did ya have fun today, kiddo?” he asked as he ruffled his dark hair.

Megumi grunted in response.

A shriek nearby distracted them momentarily, causing them both to laugh. Evidently Yuji had been caught.

“I’ve had worse days.” The teen answered, standing up with his parental figure.

Gojo grinned, his face brightening as he threw his arm around his edgy emo son’s shoulders, pulling him into him as they began walking. He knew that was Fushiguro for; ‘Yes dad, I had a wonderful time today.’

“Good. Now then… let’s go get some snacks or something, I saw they were selling cotton candy as big as your head at one of these stalls…”

“I'd be more impressed if they had cotton candy the size of your mouth.”

#jjk tickle #jujutsu kaisen tickle #sfw tickling community #tword community #tickle content #tickle fanfic #Lee!Nanami #Ler!Gojo #Switch!Yuji #Lee!Nanami my beloved #Gojo being Gojo xD #this started as a joke in my brain #but then i just started coming up with funnier ideas while i was heading home from work #and i was driven by my desire to add to the lee!Nanami population wheeeeee #Gojo is a teasy bastard ler and you can't convince me otherwise #poor nanami never stood a chance #yuji my sweet summer child... #how easily youre roped into his shenanigans #okay but ratio being used to make ticklish people even more ticklish??? where do i sign??? #Suguru and Satoru both being little shits and getting wrecked by ticklish!ratio brings me so much serotonin <3 #megumi is a mood as usual #he's so fed up with everyones shit but still plays along because he likes to be included #whoops how did that balloon get there? #p.s nanami totally didn't mind the tickles bye #I intended to add Inumaki & Maki & even Panda but didn't want to make this even longer #whoopsies... #also rip Yuji #he's probably deceased now that Nanami got ahold of him #Gojo's next lmao #I kept cracking up laughing at the childlike amazement part and i'm not even sorry for it

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kinktober day five

first time jeongin x fem!reader summary: spending the night in your childhood bedroom with one of your members didn't go as you expected it. warnings: SMUT MINORS DNI, mentions of underage drinking, oral (fem receiving), unprotected p in v 3.1k words (whoops)

they are both adults (18) here!

“you smell like a red, white, and berry smirnoff.”

jeongin giggles, “your childhood bedroom is cute.”

you never thought any of the stray kids members would visit your childhood home in the states until the boys suggested you come back home for your senior prom. you had committed to finishing your senior year online while still being a member of stray kids knowing that you would miss many of your senior traditions. but the boys could not let go of the idea of you missing your senior prom. 

your defensive argument is you had no reason to go as you didn’t have a date, all the boys jumped on the opportunity to take you. chan, minho, and changbin were all too old, according to the permission slip. seungmin and jisung were too worried about not knowing enough english, and hyunjin and felix had both planned trips with their families during this time of break. 

this left jeongin, who didn’t care if he didn’t know enough english.

-

“isn’t prom just dancing anyways?” jeongin asked you a month before the dance, both of you sitting in the JYPE cafe snacking between practices.

“it is,” you reply, taking a fork full of your salad. “but i’ll want you to meet and get to know all my friends.”

“then you can translate for me, think of it as korean practice!”

“pfft, i don’t need more korean practice, you can think of it as english practice.”

jeongin rolls his eyes at you while stuffing his face full of pizza. “i’m going with you to this out of the kindness of my heart, don’t be mean,” he says with his mouth full.

“you are literally the only one able to go.”

-

about two weeks before the dance, stray kids was finishing promotions for their comeback and you were walking back to the dressing room. 

“wait here,” chan says, stopping you outside the door. confusion paints your face as chan stands in front of the door handle, blocking you from entering. you both sit in silence for a minute when there’s a small knock on the door. chan opens the door without saying anything. 

you’re greeted with balloons and streamers. on your left hyunjin is holding out a small cake, on your right, felix, minho, seungmin, and changbin, jisung are holding signs that spell out “PROM?”, and in the middle of  jeongin is holding a sign that reads ‘I have a QUESTION and I hope there’s no AWKWARD SILENCE but…” 

you gasp, hands covering your mouth, and tears form in the corners of your eyes. you never had been asked to a school dance, and never thought you would be. but here’s jeongin, recruiting the help of all the members, to ask you with a cheesy sign. 

“my prom research told me that boys usually ask their partners to prom with a sign,” jeongin says walking towards you. “so what do you say?”

you nod, afraid that if you speak you’ll start to cry. you run to hug jeongin and he drops the sign and envelopes you in a warm hug. 

-

“i can’t believe my parents haven’t touched it since i left.”

“it still fits your personality, cute and bubbly.”

jeongin squeezes himself between you and the wall on your twin size bed. he pulls up the pink, polka dot covers over the two of you and cuddles up next to you.

“how much did you drink?” you ask.

“only one,” he says. “we can’t legally drink here.”

you laugh. “and that stopped none of us.”

your friends had encouraged you to host an after party at your house, since your parents were out of state. you and jeongin drink often in korea, being 18 and 19 accordingly. so he found it funny that none of the party goers could legally purchase alcohol but brought a ton of it to the party. both of you only drank one or two beverages, being the hosts of the party you both wanted to remain sober enough. and red, white, and berry smirnoffs being the drink of choice, jeongin claimed it would make him feel more american. 

you both lay there in silence, scrolling through socials and updating the boys on how the dance was. 

“oh my god,” you sigh.

“what?” jeongin says, trying to catch a peak of whatever you’re looking at on your phone.

“my friend abby, you know the one in the red dress you meant, just texted us that she’s getting laid tonight.”

“what?” jeongin exclaimed, “she seemed so sweet and innocent.”

“she is!” you laugh. “we all had placed bets on when we’d lose our virginities in, like, middle school, they all said i would be first. but now i guess i’m last.”

“its not a race,” jeongin says.

“i know, i know.” you pout. “but i’m sick of all the boys teasing me for it all the time!”

“they tease me about it too!” he says, sitting up on one of his elbows, turning to face you. 

being the youngest two members meant you and jeongin got teased about not doing ‘adult things’ a lot. like neither of you were able to drive, neither ever bought a lottery ticket, or neither had ever had sex.

“what if we did it?” 

“what?” you’re in shock, you feel like you can’t move. you had never thought about jeongin like that. you both had agreed that going to prom together was completely platonic, even though he made the sign, you wore matching colors, and you guys exchanged corsages and boutonnieres. 

“i’m just thinking like, if we did it, neither of us would be virgins and they would stop teasing us for it.”

jeongin notices your shocked impression and quickly begins to apologize.

“i’m sorry, i didn’t mean it like that, i was just saying that-”

“they would tease us for doing it with each other,” you say, turning your phone off and placing it on your nightstand. 

you look over at jeongin and now he looks confused. “although,” you wonder aloud. “we wouldn’t have to tell them, we could just say we aren’t next time they bring it up. lie about who we did it with.”

“how?” jeongin asks.

“i dunno, say i reconnected with someone back here, and then you could say you met someone at the company and it was a fling.”

“they wouldn’t believe that, i don't have the ability to flirt with people like that,” jeongin laughs awkwardly.

the air feels tense. you and jeongin are sat in silence, both staring at each other looking for some sort of answer. jeongin scoots closer to you. you again can smell the smirnoff on his breath. he slowly reaches one of his hands up and places it on your cheek, gently caressing your soft cheek.

“can i kiss you?” he asks, almost at a whisper.

“yeah,” you whisper back.

his lips met yours and it feels like fireworks are going off in your brain. his lips are so soft and move perfectly in sync with yours. he moves his hand from your cheek to the back of your head, pulling you deeper into the kiss. you move one of your hands up his torso, stopping at where his chest and neck met, you can feel the warmth of his skin on your hand and it feels like you both should’ve done this a long time ago.

he slowly assists you onto your back and he lays on top of you, his legs slotted between yours. he keeps one hand on the back of your hand and uses the other to grip onto your thigh and pull it up to wrap around his middle. his gentle ministrations send butterflies down to your core and you mindlessly move both of your hands to his hips and pull his body closer to yours.

you both uncontrollably moan at the sensation of your clothed centers coming in contact with each other. the kiss becomes more messy as jeongin slips his warm tongue into your mouth and you both unconsciously grind onto each other. 

jeongin is the first to pull away, a line of spit still connecting your mouths, and both of you out of breath. “jesus y/n,” he said breathlessly. 

you giggle as you pull his hips closer to you once again. jeongin smashes his lips onto yours, more hungrily this time. he continues to grind his hips into your clothed core, the sensation driving you wild. he begins to kiss down your jaw and neck stopping at the collar of your shirt.

“can i take this off?” he whispers against your skin and his hand moves from your thigh to the hem of your shirt.

you nod and jeongin slowly starts to lift your shirt up your body, you sit up slightly so that he can fully lift it over your head.

“wow.”

“what?”

“you’re beautiful,” jeongin says as he leans back down to kiss at your now exposed chest. as he kisses down between your breasts and down your stomach you interlock your fingers with his dark, slightly wet hair. when he kisses the spot right above the waistband of your pants he looks back up at you. 

“do you want me to…” he trails off.

“if you want to,” you reply, barely a whisper.

“yeah,” he says unsurely. “i don’t know how to.”

you laugh and he places his forehead on your stomach in embarrassment. “y/n don’t laugh at me.”

“i’m not laughing at you. you’re just cute.”

he looks back up at you. ���are you kidding me?”

“i’ll tell you what to do, okay?” you reassure him.

you reach for his hands and put them at the waistband of your pajama pants. you assist him in pulling down your pants and panties in one swift motion. the feeling of the cool air in the bedroom on your core sends shivers down your spine. the whole scene hits you now and you realize what you’re about to do with your bandmate. you close your legs in embarrassment and jeongin looks up at you.

“hey, are you sure you’re okay with this?” he asks, holding your hand in his.

you nod slowly. “i’m just nervous, i guess. never done this before.”

“it’s okay, it's me, your best friend in the whole world, i’ll never think of you differently,” he says, squeezing your hand gently. 

“you promise?”

“yeah, i do.” he smiles at you, the cute smile you love to see plastered on his face.  where his dimples come out and his cheeks are round and you just want to grab him and kiss him all over his face. “so please, open your legs for me.”

you could never dream about your innocent jeongin saying those words to you, his words send a wave of arousal to your core. you very slowly part your legs for him and he stares at your core in awe.

“wow, y/n, you’re fucking beautiful.”

“please,” you whisper, begging for him to touch where you need him most.

“tell me if i’m doing anything wrong, m’kay?” he says, moving his face closer to your core.

he sticks his tongue out and gently swipes it across your clit. the feeling is sent through your whole body and you whimper out in response. jeongin takes that as a ‘go ahead’ and presses his tongue flat against your sensitive bud.

“m-more, please,” you whine, lacing your fingers into his hair again.

jeongin giggles and starts to flick his tongue back and forth on your clit. he lays one of his arms across your stomach to support himself and uses his other hand to part your lips for him. he moves off your clit and gently runs his tongue over your sopping wet hole. you moan in response loudly before slapping one of your hands over your mouth. 

jeongin looks up at you. “shh, you don’t want to wake your friends, do you?” he teases.

your mind had been so overwhelmed with the idea of having sex with jeongin that you forgot that all your friends were still in your house from the party. next door was your brother's room in which your brother and two of his friends were sleeping in.

you shake your head but keep your hand over your mouth and jeongin gets back to work. he teasingly pokes his tongue in and out of your hole and you moan out in pleasure again, this time it's muffled by your hand. jeongin moves his tongue back up to your clit and swirls the sensitive muscle in small circles. you tug at his hair with the hand you still have in his soft, black locks. jeongin groans in response and the sound sends shivers down your spine.

“m-more please,” you whine. “your-your fingers.”

jeongin quickly listens to your pleas and slides his index finger into your entrance. you whimper in response and without realizing it, you’re grinding down onto his mouth and fingers. jeongin begins to work his tongue and fingers swiftly at your core, flicking small circles on your clit and slowly fucking your hole with his finger. before long, he adds a second finger and curls them both until he finds the spot that has your back arching off the bed.

he begins working more vigorously, wanting nothing more than for you to finish on his fingers and tongue. he begins to rotate from gentle flicks at your clit to sucking on the bud gently. he adds a third finger and you begin to feel the knot form in your stomach. you’ve never felt like this before, only ever finishing by yourself, the feeling of someone else being in control of it has you seeing stars. as jeongin goes back to swirling small circles on your clit, you feel yourself leaking onto your bedsheets and that your orgasm is going to spill over.

“i’m gonna cum, jeongin please, please,” you whine at a whisper. jeongin doesn’t break his pace and soon you’re biting down on your hand, your eyes rolls back into your head, and you're pulling at jeongin’s hair like your life depends on it. he continues to work you through your orgasm, the sounds of your squelching cunt make jeongin moan. 

“jeongin, jeongin,” you exclaim and you push his head away from your core just as he starts to overstimulate you. 

he looks up and you see your arousal shine all over his face. he pulls his fingers from your hole and sticks them in his mouth, making a show of swirling his tongue around them to clean them off. he starts to crawl back up to be face to face with you and you find your hands moving to the waistband of his pajama pants and slowly starting to pull them down.

“y/n do you have a condom?” jeongin asks before you can free him completely.

“no,” you answer.

“then we don’t have to it’s-”

“its okay, i’m on the pill.”

“what?” jeongin looks dumbfounded, like you just asked him to hand over his firstborn child. 

“i’m serious, it’s okay, i’m on the pill.”

“are you sure?”

“yes, i am so sure. i’ve never been more sure about anything in my life. jeongin please, i need you.”

jeongin could’ve came on the spot. he quickly pulls his pants down and throws them off the bed. you look down to his red and leaking member, begging to be touched.

“holy shit.”

“what?” jeongin exclaims, worry painting his face.

“you’re huge,” you say before you can filter yourself.

jeongin laughs. “i am not.”

“you are not going to fit,” you laugh, grabbing his hips to pull closer to yours.

his solid cock brushes your entrance and jeongin lets out a whimper-like noise. you gently grab his cock with one of your hands to guide him to your begging core. he’s staring at you, eyes wide, looks like tears could boil over at any second. the feeling of his tip at your hole makes both of you moan.

“jeongin, please fuck me.”

“jesus, y/n,” jeongin moans.

jeongin grabs the base of his cock and slowly pushes it inside of you. you grab at his shoulders, the stretch stinging in a pleasurable manner. you’re both staring at each other, eyes widening as he slowly pushes himself inside you. when he bottoms out, you’re both breathing heavy at the new sensation. 

“you can move now,” you whisper after you have gotten used to the feeling. 

“if i move, i’ll cum,” jeongin mumbles. you laugh, and jeongin moans.

“y/n don’t fucking laugh, it squeezes me,” jeongin whines.

you chuckle and grab jeongin’s hand. you guide him down to your clit, where he quickly understands and begins to rub small circles on it. you moan loudly, not caring about who hears you anymore. the feeling of jeongin playing with your clit and being so full as you seeing stars. 

“jeongin, i need you to move please,” you whine.

he takes a deep breath and slowly slides himself in and out of your wet cunt, not stopping his ministrations on your bundle of nerves. the pleasure is overwhelming, you cover your mouth with your hand again and mumble for him to move faster. he begins to move faster and you can feel the knot forming again.

“fuck,” he moans softly. “you feel so good.”

you whimper in response. “jeongin, i’m gonna cum.”

“fuck,” he moans again, beginning to thrust faster. with each thrust you can feed the head of his cock hit your spot and your eyes roll back into your head. you dig your nails that are still on his shoulder into his skin. tears are beginning to form in your eyes, threatening to spill over at any moment.

“w-will you cum with me?” jeongin says, tears in his eyes and sweat dripping down his face.

you nod quickly and jeongin buries his face in your neck. you feel is cock twitch a couple times before he paints your walls with his release. you’re quick to follow and soon you’re both a moaning and weeping mess. both uncontrollably thrusting your hips into each other as you finish, leaking all over your bed sheets. 

you both lay in silence for a minute, calming yourselves down and slowing your breathing. you’re gently running your fingers through his hair and his rubbing circles into your hips with his thumbs. you’re the first to break the silence.

“are you okay?”

“i’m great, are you?”

“mhm, feel great.”

“yeah.”

“are you still hard?” you ask, realizing he hadn’t pulled out of you yet.

“maybe,” he chuckles. “wanna go again?”

i got way too carried away with this one hehe

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Day 5: Rabbit, Reclaim

AGJGDFJF FINALLY IT'S DAY 5 SO I CAN POST THIS

For some reason everytime i draw him he looks so young because i'm accidentally overcorrecting since i'm used to drawing older characters. So unfortunately he looks way younger than i meant him to lol, whoops.

But wait there's more- AHAHAHA

While I did initially plan this for GGY week I eventually got the idea to use this as an excuse to draw other GGY designs, soo..

(Not sure why tumblr formatted it that way with 1 of them big but it doesn't matter lol)

I've been wanting to do this for a while, I put the tags of each person next to their design but ofc I'm still gonna tag them in the post itself so you can see their art for yourself if you haven't already. But I enjoyed each of these in their own ways so if you don't mind I think I'm gonna type a bit of text next to them..

@chipistrate This was one of the first I drew out of these, the design was pretty fun to draw but sorry if I messed up a few details, it was a bit difficult lol. The mask and goggles are really fun to draw and they make for a cool design, along with all the glowing blue. (and yes, I tried to subtly include the heelies lol)

@lunzi0 This was the first fursuit one I did lol. I adore the little stars in the design, they personalize it so well and make it really unique. I wanna try this design again since I feel like the other ones show my improvement a bit better, but I hope you can appreciate the effort I put in on my first attempt <3

@carouselrabbit This one was really fun to draw, I absolutely love the eye shape/lashes, it stands out and I always love drawing eyes with a bit of eyeliner lol, the daycare theme legwarmers is a cool nod to the balloon boy arcade machine being connected to them, and was just a fun addition in general lol, I like the style of legwarmers what can I say, fnaf changed my fashion sense a bit. also the subtle paraells to freddy's design is a nice way to connect a bit to gregory himself.

@puhpandas I can't remember if I talked about this design last time I drew it but, overall I'm really happy with how this came out, it's such an indicator of improvement since I started drawing this and I'm glad I was able to draw it better than last time lol. All the patchwork and similarities to Vanny's suit work really well, and the rabbit you chose to base it off of was a good fit, the colors make it a bit more difficult to shade for but i like detail lol, hope you like it too :)

@dykevanny I knew I wanted to do this since I started but I wasn't sure if I'd have time, and I'm glad I did! I hope you don't mind I combined aspects from the first design I saw and the second one you replied to my ask with, I liked the big purple sleeves lol. (I just realized after doing all the shading I forgot to include the oil splatter on his jacket, sorry!) It was definitely a bit difficult due to the head shape being so different but.. fluffy. i love drawing fluff. And the glowing swirl on the goggles, the shape of the ears, I love a lot about this design. :D

I have a hard time with writing compliments but I wanted to get some of those thoughts out, some of the things I like about these designs apply to multiple lol. I adore every one of these designs but I find it hard to put into words what I enjoy about them, hope the original creators are happy with these. <3

I also kept the ggys without as much lighting effects on a separate file, I felt like I should add them since they're a bit brighter lol, makes them look different.

Okay now that I've gotten all that- Sorry this post is so long! I didn't think it'd end up taking up so much space lol. Buut.. working on this drawing and thinking about it and potential context behind it gave me an au idea for it, but I'll put it under the cut since I understand most people probably won't care and just wanna see the drawings lol.

Idk if I'm confident enough to write for it but I'll give a bit of a summary.. I'll keep it under the cut for people who aren't interested and just wanna see the art though lol.

After the main events of SB and Ruin, now that the mimic's been set free, Cassie's taken control of by what's left of Vanny, using her as a new host. But with Cassie being the only human left alive down there, after being reawakened, Dr. Rabbit has nowhere left to go but back to his old host.

Vanessa, Freddy, and Gregory hadn't gone back to the Pizzaplex after ruin, but they were trying to figure out a plan to get Cassie back safely. One night after Freddy and Gregory disappear, Vanessa leaves to go find them. As dangerous as the pizzaplex is, it's her best guess for where they might've gone. She doesn't want to think about what could've happened to them, in denial for the worst case scenario. She tries to keep herself calm by telling herself they probably just left to go back for Cassie, maybe they didn't want her stopping them.. but deep down she knows it can't be that simple. She knows something's off, even if she's not ready to admit it.

When returning to the pizzaplex, she brought along her own V.A.N.N.I. mask, though unlike the one Cassie used, it was clear of the mimic's influence. After all, she was going to need some way to travel through potential blocked routes.

By the time she found Gregory, she'd still been wearing the mask, seeing him down the end of a dark hallway. He looked confused, afraid, his mind was a wreck of conflicting emotions. She started rushing towards him, happy to see him okay, until he finally spoke.

"You need to get out of here."

She stepped back, taking off the mask, only to be faced with the worst case scenario.

It was a wreck, covered in stains and tears, but it was still recognizable. He was wearing that old suit again.

As he waved, she could see Freddy's claws peeking out from the doorway, as the two stepped closer towards her.

So, she did what he told her to do, and started running. She could hear a faint voice coming from the mask, and put it back on before finding somewhere she could hide.

It was his voice again, telling her which way to go.

I guess that was the dramatic way to summarize the main idea behind it, lol. Basically Gregory and Dr. Rabbit work the way Sun and Moon work in Ruin, whichever one is in control in the real world, the other is left behind in the AR world. Or at least that's my interpretation of how they worked, considering Sun was always in mask-on scenes and moon was mask-off. I'm not too sure where the plot might go from there, and maybe I'll consider writing for it, I dunno. I've never wrote fanfic before because I get deadly afraid of writing them out of character lol, but maybe?? I have ideas for scenes and premise and stuff but I don't know if I have the confidence to write it.

But anyway! That was just more of a fun side-idea I came up with while working on this, if you read this far thanks, hope you enjoyed :)

here's some silly little lineless doodles as a reward for making it to the end hehe

now that's what I call an art dump

@ggyweek2024

#WOO finally that block of text is over lol I can focus on tags #initially I wanted to make my own ggy/dr rabbit design to go along with this but.. I didn't have enough time/motivation to #hopefully eventually I'll get to it though! #anywayy.. #ggy fanweek 2024 #fnaf ggy #ggy #dr rabbit #fnaf dr rabbit #fnaf gregory #fnaf sb #fnaf security breach #fnaf security breach fanart #fnaf sb fanart #ig he's (somewhat lazily) in the background #fnaf glamrock freddy #ok that's all :) #hope you all enjoyed you have no idea how excited i was to post this #and all the energy it took to keep it a secret #i wanted it to be a surprise :D

[akaashislover1]

Is it just me or does anyone else think Yuji Itadori would spoil the hell out of you on Valentine’s Day?? This takes place when reader and Yuji are of age and you guys both work full time jobs. Whoop.

He would start off by preparing you breakfast in bed. A plate full of waffles topped with scrambled eggs and bacon with a pool of syrup on the side for you to dip what you wanted. There was a cup of coffee and a cup of apple juice for you too choose from. (He would take what you didn’t choose)

You would talk all morning about everything and anything. From updates about your favourite shows to how the both of you are feeling in general(you loved being vulnerable with him and him with you).

Yuji would be cracking jokes about everything. He made it his mission to remind you about the time Kugisaki spilt coffee on Gojo’s shirt and how He, Kugisaki, and Megumi tried to get the stain out but failed.

You loved the way he smiled at you. You would tease him every time you caught him staring for too long. Saying the classic: “take a picture, it’ll last longer!”

He would turn red and give you a light smack.

“What? It’s not my fault you’re the most gorgeous person on earth!” He would say chuckling.

Once you finish breakfast and got dressed for the day(obviously you’d wear the matching red and white outfit Yuji had bought for you for this special day), Yuji led you into the living room for you to find heart shaped balloons which varied in color. Pink, red and white.

There were also multiple boxes of your favourite chocolates sitting on the coffee table, waiting to be eaten by the both of you.

He also had the tv turned on, the screen displayed the menu of your favourite movie waiting to be played.

“We can rewatch this full series and then once that’s done I have more surprises!” He said happily.

“Yuji, you didn’t have to do all of this. I would’ve been fine just spending the day with you.” You felt bad. The only thing you were able to get him was a card from the dollar store and a gift card for his favourite fast food place tucked inside. You didn’t have a lot of time this year and you’ve been stressed out.

“No it’s fine. We spend everyday with each other anyway. Today is special! Plus I wanna do this.”

After your guys movie binge, Yuji had told you to get ready. He wouldn’t tell you where you were going but that you had to dress nice. So you did.

Yuji fought so hard with himself to not rip the spaghetti strapped black dress that ended just above your knees and had a completely opened back(which he didn’t like the thought of you wearing it out, he didn’t argue).

You checked yourself out in the mirror, flattening down every rumpled bumps out of your dress. Your fingers raked themselves through your neatly straightened hair.

“You look perfect,” Yuji’s voice startled you. You found his eyes in the mirror. He was wearing a subtle pink dress shirt with a black tie and black dress pants.

“Although, I do have something that will go perfect with your dress.” He finished as he walked towards you. It was then when you realized he was carrying a little paper shopping bag.

Your heart skipped a beat when he pulled out a long black velvet box. Yuji opened it.

You eyed, through the mirror, the beautiful diamond necklace that sat perfectly in the box accompanied by a set of diamond stud earrings.

You felt your eyes water as you turned around. Yuji had the biggest smile on his face. His light brown orbs began to water a little and you noticed that he was having trouble speaking.

“Yuji, you didn’t have to get this I-“

“No, don’t even start. I had to. I know this isn’t a ring, but these are placeholders for the real deal.”

“Real deal? What are you talking about?”

“Gosh, I thought I was the dense one. I wanna marry you y/n. I’d marry you right here on the spot. But I just think with everything going on, I think it’s best we wait a bit, you know?”

You chuckled lightly as Yuji started to put the necklace on.

“You ran out of money didn’t you?”

“Oh yeah, big time. I honestly thought you were gonna get full on chocolates so we wouldn’t have to go to dinner but seeing you in this dress is worth it.” Yuji snorted as you felt his fingers clasp the necklace around your neck. Once you had the earrings on, you gave Yuji the tightest hug. His arms flew around your waist and he rested his head on top of yours, smelling your shampoo.

“Happy Valentine’s Day. I love you.” He whispered into your hair.

“I love you too, thank you for today.”

You smiled into his chest, your heartbeats syncing together.

“Now let’s go, I’ll pay for dinner.”

“Can’t argue with that! I was waiting for you to say that!” Yuji chanted as he kissed the top of you head. You rolled your eyes playfully as he made his way to the door, you following shortly after.

“You’re lucky I love you too much!”

Sorry this is late, i had to work all day today and the day before i just got back from a trip to even start. Hope you enjoyed!💕

#imagine #writing #anime #please 😫 #itadori x reader #yuji itadori #tumblr fyp #just read #yuji itadori x reader #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jjk fluff #cute #love #valentines day #anime x reader

[terrence-silver]

How would Terry (all eras) react to beloved wanting sex while heavily pregnant? (Like say 7-8 months)

Another post on Pregnant Sex here:

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― Twig does it, but you have to understand he fusses the whole time. He's young. He's boyish. He has his many, many demons and they're all still fresh. He has an undeniable innocence to himself still too. He's raw. He feverishly inquires whether it hurts, whether you're comfortable, apologies countless times over nothing at all, he's all fingers and thumbs, asks time and time again whether you're absolutely sure of this even though you were the one who suggested it, adjusts the pillow under his beloved's head, soothes them, hugs them, is infinitely concerned throughout the whole act and he undoubtedly needs more comfort and aftercare than the actual pregnant partner involved, if that's at all possible; oh, but he wants to please --- tremendously, more than anything, practically vibrating at the thought of being so close to the two people who so wholly belong to him --- but there's always this shadow of a doubt hanging over him like a dark cloud that he'll do something wrong, and for the lack of a better word, mess up royally. Injure beloved. Injure their unborn kid. Something that'll be his fault the way it always is. Something he'll never be able to take back. You see, he sees only the worst of outcomes here and he's overthinking wildly, already envisioning hospital beds and beloved miscarrying their baby. PTSD kicking in, he undoubtedly cuts the sex short half way through it on his own accord with a million 'I'm sorry''s added to the mix while he cradles his own face in his hands. He really is sorry. But, he fears losing control and being responsible for what could happen if he makes a mistake and it overshadows an otherwise sweet moment and everything about it. Regardless of his genuine anguish though --- which really is genuine, by the way --- Twig is probably hard as hell throughout the entire outpouring of regret even as it happens.

― In the 80's on the other hand, Terry Silver's the one suggesting sex while beloved's heavily pregnant and you better believe it. It is his idea. His very own brainchild. His own vision coming to light. His agenda. He has his eyes on the prize the minute beloved's body starts changing, swelling up, becoming more rounded and even long before that --- in fact, man's probably fantasized and schemed about it since day one, placing his bets on a long con like a lecherous snake. He thinks few things are hotter, if anything at all, than pounding into someone already his so fully that their very physique are hormones are changing thanks to him. Due to him. All for him. Due to what he did to beloved --- and what he'll continue doing too. It is the ultimate act of control. Of possession. Something straight out of the animal kingdom. Claiming and re-claiming time and time again. And yes, it gets him irrationally horny. Downright feral. Because he did that. Him alone. And he'll do it again. And he'll do it while it's in the process of happening. Pre pregnancy. During it. And after it. Always. Thing is, he likes it. Takes relish in it. In the entirety of beloved's form, not just the sexual aspect of it. He likes the weight gain. Their ballooning. Their sensitivity. Limited movement. Their cravings. Appetites. Their scent. How they glow. How they waddle. How they ache. How they feel when he's inside of them. How their limbs are sore and heavy and all the ways he can personally stretch them, massage them and alleviate their pain and simultaneously enjoy it too in all it's fragility, devoted, meticulous sadist that he is. Fucking while pregnant is only just the beginning. The whole state of pregnancy is undoubtedly so alluring to Terry that in no time at all after giving birth, beloved finds themselves knocked up again in double quick time. Whoops.

― Undeniably, being old himself, Terry Silver at a more advanced age sees the indescribable allure of beloved quite literally glowing with life and fertility at this stage, contrasts and all. Swollen with his legacy. Swollen with health. Vigor. Being at the prime and peak of themselves. He doesn't just want to fuck them, he wants his hands all over them, lingering, languid, caressing the curved outline of their belly, taking them in, looking them up and down, admiring them, every part of them, unable to contain his smile, wishing and intending to burn all of this into his memory, relishing in every change, every fluctuation --- everything that occurred thanks to him. He wants to consume them whole. He does everything with his eyes long before he does it with his body, regret and desire intermingling while a million thoughts race through his mind how he yearns he had this much sooner. Years or even decades ago. As such, the act of having sex with beloved while pregnant is not only incredibly erotic, it is also somehow simultaneously very tragic to him, very jubilant, very triumphant and yet completely heart wrenching (and even anger inducing) because he might be inside of beloved, yes, but he might just simultaneously also be calculating whether he'd see his child grow up. Graduate. Say his name. Whether he'll actually have time to teach them all the things he wants to teach them and the idea of not having control over this --- well, it's infuriating. It makes him feral. Sexually frustrated. It makes him want beloved all the more. It makes him want to burry himself so deep inside of them until they're one, and nothing and nobody can separate them, causing him to enjoy and hyperfocus on every sensation like it could be his very last. Naturally, the way he fucks beloved due to it, oh, it's possibly the most intense, passionate sex of their life.

#terry silver #kk3 #cobra kai #terry silver twig #twig terry silver #80's terry silver #old man terry #tw; pregnant sex #terry silver x reader #terry silver x beloved

[godofallmemesandfanfiction2]

Hope you enjoy this

V x short DD reader

You were in the same squad as N,V and J you arrived late to copper 9 since you “accidentally” broke your wings. You were a lot shorter than the 3 your pretty much the size of a worker drone and are all black and your wings were longer. After you arrived to copper 9 you were given two tasks 1.kill all worker drones 2.wipe out the absolute solver. After a while of wandering and killing a few workers for their delicious OIL you found the landing pod/ship there you saw V,N and J it was really foggy/snowy so in their perspective you looked like a worker drone “ooh another worker to make balloon animal shapes with” V said in a creepy way “no i’m a disassembly drone” you said in a with a bit of panic in your voice V shot at you. You ran you pretty much couldn’t prove you were a murder drone there was ice on your wings rendering them useless that’s when you remembered about your weapons so you turned and around and made your hand into a gun and shot some warning shots into the air which stopped V in her tracks “you are a disassembly drone” V said with a bit of shock in her voice “yeah I am” you said while groaning you hit your head pretty hard “your quite short for a disassembly drone” V said

A FEW MONTHS LATER

You were casually chilling in the ship waiting on V and J to finish their hunt you were playing UNO with N and you were being absolutely destroyed “uno” N shouted with the biggest smile on his face you groaned you hated to admit that you were a sore loser just as you were about to get your ass whooped V and J got back from their hunt “+2 back to me +2 again uno and block “ you said with a smirk on your face you had shocked N,V and J “H-HOW!!!!!” N yelled. (You had hidden some trick cards up your sleeve) “Guess I’m just built different” you said with sunglasses on your visor “where the hell did you get those glasses” N said while tilting his head “A magician never reveals his tricks” you said casually you couldn’t help but notice that V was staring at you with a tiny of BLUSH!?. You were confused didn’t she not feel anything you decided to talk/confront here about it.

A few minutes later

You were chilling on top of a building with V you had told her you wanted to talk “hey I couldn’t help but notice that you were blushing earlier” you said getting to the point.”Y-yeah I-I how can I say this I love you” she said shocking you damn “I love you too” you said before kissing her and that’s how you started dating V

HEADCANNON TIME

V always looks forward to seeing you after every hunt

She absolutely loves cuddles absolutely dominates you she will grab you and hang from the ceiling and will hold you close to her like a plushie

Panics when you don’t come back after a long period of time

Loves giving you kisses to be more specific forehead kisses

After finishing this it’s about 2:00 in the morning and I am tired also have a good day/night meme out

#murder drones x reader #v #x reader

[wannabe-amateur-writer]

Obey Me! Valentines Day 💕

I'm ill and am heavily procrastinating on all of the work I should be catching up on. Instead this is what you gift them and they gift you for Valentines Day...

Includes: Diavolo and Barbatos (sorry I'm too lazy to write the others)

Diavolo:

He would gift you a fking gold mansion if it wasn't for Barbatos' interference (thanks a lot Barbietos, now I'll never have one >:(( )

"What about 7 horses?"

"M'lord where would MC keep them all? Do you really think Lucifer will allow them to house 7 horses in the House of Lamentation?"

"We could have stables in the garden to house them!!"

"..."

Anyways... Once Barbatos crushes that idea too he tries to lightly nudge (shove) Diavolo in the right direction. Key word: tries.

"Maybe a rose gold watch will be a nice gift for Mc."

"Look! They sell engagement rings!!"

"Next shop!"

Finally Diavolo settles on taking you to his private beach for the week. He has Barbatos' approval since the poor butler was about to go into cardiac arrest from this whole ordeal and he now has an entire week to recover. Seriously next Valentines day Barbatos is going to hide out and send Lucifer to help instead.

You get Diavolo a gold heart shaped locket which he ardently adores since he can put a photo of the two of you inside.

You also managed to buy him a customised plushie of Lucifer riding the pink unicorn which has him dying. He will never let anyone see it just in case Lucifer finds out about it.

You guys will be having a lot of dinner dates on your beach getaway and Diavolo may or may not have a certain ring that he bought when Barbatos was distracted.

Barbatos:

He takes you on an evening air balloon ride. I just feel he would do this. (I fking hate heights, no way am I getting on that death trap)

If you're scared of heights he'll somehow convince you to get on (I'd threaten him with a rat!)

The balloon lands on a field where there is a picnic laid out for the two of you. This field has rose bushes dotted around so he may also collect some of them for you.

You get him a toy rat that's designed for cats. Jk, jk. Mc would never do that to Barbatos (or would they...???)

(Imagine how he'd react if you did though 🤣🤣 he may think it's real at first and get into fight stance to kill it but when you burst into laughter he deadpans, realising it was just a dumb toy. He may try kill you instead (you're lucky you two are dating, he may be more merciful) he may also reconsider the whole air balloon and evening picnic plan)

You take him to a tea and biscuit making place that also sells incredibly rare tea leaves. (Obviously this will have to be before the balloon ride or the day after)

You both have some friendly competition to see who could serve the other the best tea with the most delectable biscuits.

You realise immediately how this may backfire on you since he's had thousands of years of practise in his belt.

That doesn't stop you both from having fun though! (As well as potential sabotage???)

"Whoops, didn't see you there", you stifle a laugh upon seeing your boyfriend's shirt now covered in flour.

He blinks in surprise before regaining his composure and facing the counter. "Not to worry, all is well..."

"...Now." He had spun around again and smeared jam over one of your cheeks.

"Hey!" You yell, trying to grab something to retaliate but he only encapsulates your wrists with his own hands, pulling you back to him. He presses a kiss to your forehead before shoving you away from him so he can rush to put his biscuits into the oven before you have the chance to.

"Cheat!!"

"You made me start my batch over by dumping honey into it, I think it's more than deserved."

"I thought it was my bowl, I wasn't intentionally ruining your biscuits!"

"You still haven't apologised."

"And I never will." You cross your arms, facing away from him in mock pettiness. That was a fault on your end though as he sneaks up to you with a handful of flour, ready to piss you off further.

#x reader #obey me #one master to rule them all #demon #obey me devildom #obey me imagines #shall we date otome #devildom #diavolo imagine #obey me diavolo #lord diavolo #obey me barbatos #barbatos headcanons #barbatos x y/n #diavolo x you #diavolo x mc #diavolo x reader #barbatos x reader #barbatos x mc #shall we date obey me #shall we date #barbatos x you #obey me headcanons #om! barbatos #om! diavolo #om! headcanons #om! #shall we date barbatos #shall we date diavolo

[haemosexuality]

FNAF MOVIE SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT DONT READ IF YOU HAVENT SEEN IT YET I MEAN IT!!!!!!!

my thoughts on the movie UwU

ok first of i LOVED what they did with mike's character???? its different from the games canon (or different from the most popular theories??? i can never remember what is actually canon and whats accepted fanon) but its sooooo interesting. making him the brother of one of the victims was SO unexpected but it worked really really well. tho going into the movie with preconceived notions ab the story fucked me up somewhat bc i took so long to accept he wasnt michael afton 😣 tho i feel the movie mightve been setting fans up that way lol

on that note his brother confused me somewhat? cuz he was one of the missing children but he wasnt one of the 5 spirits was he??? maybe he was and i just didnt notice KSBSKDBSKD ill look out for it on my second watch

WILLIAM. MOTHER FUCKING AFTON. OH MY GODDDDDDD THAT WAS FUCKING INSANE and honestly seeing everyones reaction to it was SO cool. when springtrap appeared everyone screamed and clapped. when he started dying everyone screamed and clapped even louder. and when he said "I ALWAYS COME BACK" everyone LOST THEIR FUCKING MIND SCREAMING CRYING YELLING CLAPPING WHOOPING IT WAS SO FUCKING GOOD

AND THE VANESSA REVEAL????? i think thats completely different from game vanessa lore mostly bc william aftons daughter in the game was elizabeth/baby and shes fucking dead but idk vanessa lore so who knows. all i know is that it WORKED MAN i did NOT see that coming but i HONESTLY REALLY LIKED IT AND AGAIN EVERYONE IN THE THEATER LOST THEIR MINDS WE WERE ALL LIKE "WHAT?????" (edit: i saw an youtuber point out that this cant be the same vanessa from sb bc this is set in like the 90s and sb's in the future. maybe this is something like, they put two vanessas so we know that sometimes different characters just have the same name and dont get too hang up on mike smith vs michael afton lol)

i also like how they did williams character. i usually dont like purely evil 2d villains but i feel that fits afton way more than "sad scientist goes insane cuz he lost his kid oh no :(". like it just fits fnaf!!!!!!!

another thing that was completely different from the game was the animatronics. like in the game theyre "like animals" but in the movie they all seemed very, aware??? msking decisions? they def had a mind and it was cheesy sure but i also liked it. i just loved this movie. and everything about it. i went into it knowing it was absolutely not going to be 1:1 with the game so i dont mind im just so happy!!!!!!!!!!!!!

IT IMMEDIATELY STARTING WITH A JOKE ON DREAM THEORY LMFAOOOOOOOO. "SOME PEOPLE BELIEVE IT"

MATPAT? MOTHERFUCKING MATPAT ARE YOU KIDDING ME

THE EASTER EGGS!!! THE REFERENCES!!!!!! THERE WERE SO MANY AND THEY MADE ME WANT TO SCREAM AND CRY EVERY TIME OH MY GOD

im not gonna remember all of them but I WANT THE MIDNIGHT MOTORIST HOODIE

max did NOT deserve to die that upset me. she was fine!!!!!!!

also the violence wasnt anything super crazy but it was def more than i expected. also they swore

THE ANIMATRONICS ARE SO FUCKING COOL DUDE OH MY GOD I CANT BELIEVE THEYRE REAL

also golden freddy wasnt a girl in the movie. F cassidy

i like mikes character sooooo much ive said so before and im saying it again. vanessa too

THE SONG THE FUCKING SONG THE LIVING TOMBSTONE PLAYING IN THE FUCKINF CREDITS OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD I CANT BELIEVE IT OH MY GOD DUDE DUDE DUDE DUDE DUDE

this one is only for the brazilians in here but i actually liked the dub? this sentiment might change after i watch the og version but it wasnt terrible. williams voice was 10/10

balloon boy was funny every single time. fuck this bitch. also the cupcake

THE ITS MEEEEEEEEEEE i wish they did more its mes BUT I SAW THAT!!!

the scene were mike calls abby to the kitchen so they could 'talk' and the aunt was there.... actually broke my heart how dare you

i missed phone guy 😭

OH IM PRETTY SURE I SAW THE FAKE DOG ANIMATRONIC PEOPLE THOUGHT EXISTED YEARS AGO???? I DONT REMEMBER HIS NAME BUT I THINK HE WAS THERE IN THE LIKE STORAGE PLACE i might be crazy tho dont quote me

i thought i wouldnt like it but i love how expressive freddy is its so funny. chica bonnie n foxy too but him especially

ok i those were all my immediate thoughts!!! i wrote this a few hours ago when id JUST gotten back from the theater and now im gonna go watch it again so bye <3

#autism was actually uncontrollable today i was going fucking insane #it was so hard to try to. not be annoying to everyone else in the room bc i was on OVERDRIVE #five nights at freddy's #fnaf movie #fnaf movie spoilers #im gonna write more thoughts in another post as i rewatch it

[owlrageousjones]

Vent Post

Things have come to a point in my life where I'm debating making a gofundme but right now, I just really want to scream into a fucking pillow until I run out of air and deflate like a sad balloon.

For the past three months, it has been a neverending merry-go-around of sorting out a problem, getting on some kind of payment plan, and then something else coming along to take me out at the knees and oops now I'm behind on everything again!

First it was the hot water system breaking. $1,800 to replace! Had a mini crisis about how the fuck I was going to pay that AND the rates AND everything else but hey, fixed that with some help from my family. Spoke to the bank, sorted a new payment plan!

Then Centrelink cut my fortnightly payment by 200. Not a lot of money, but you know, I was relying on that extra 200 to finish paying my bills! Oops! Rates are overdue, other bills are piling up, and I need to call the bank again! Meanwhile, I'll just call Centrelink, wait on hold for an hour, speak to someone for ten minutes, and then have them 'transfer' the call except whoops the call dropped! Can't call back now because I'll just get the automated message! Can't wait to do that three fucking more times!

No worries, I'll apply for capitalisation on my loan with the bank and we'll get cracking on everything else. I'm only overdue by $2,000! Spread that out over the life of the loan (twenty five fucking years) and my payments will only go up by... $40 a month! Easy, right? They put me on a payment plan to demonstrate I can keep this up, and I do!

Wait for the approval aaaaand... nope! Rejected! Did they send me a letter telling me this? Of course not! I had to twiddle my thumbs and then call them to find out! Turns out they've sent me a fucking default notice! And the one of the reasons they rejected me? Because my mother helped me with the sudden and massive expenses! Well, sorry Commbank! If I had $1,8000 in savings I wouldn't be behind on my loan by $2,000 would I.

And the REAL FUCKING CHERRY ON THIS SHIT PILE is I STILL DON'T KNOW WHY MY PAYMENTS WERE REDUCED. Centrelink wants to try and call me apparently! I get the message saying an agent will call me today, I patiently sit and do absolutely fucking nothing of import because I don't want to be busy and miss the call like I did last time, and nobody! Fucking! Called me!

So there I am! Having my second full on breakdown in - let's check that calendar kids - less than six fucking months! My last breakdown was after working six years of tech support and realising I'd just about fucking had it and that's why I'm in this position to begin with!

Every fucking time I think it's over, I think it's going to be alright, they just fucking take my kneecaps again.

I'm about to set myself on fire in front of a fucking Centrelink office.

[wooahaes]

starlight

pairing: minghao x fem!reader

prompt: n/a [priv bday prompts]

word count: 0.7k~

warnings: food mention.

daisy’s notes: i feel like i default to nice meal/picnic a lot. whoops.

If he was honest with himself, Minghao didn’t fully see the appeal of all of this. What originally was supposed to just be a quiet night in with him turned into his friends pushing to do a little more. He was going to surprise you with dinner and the two of you would spend your birthday night doing whatever you wanted, within reason. When he pitched the plan to his friends, it was... lukewarm, to say the least. Where was the romance? He surprised you with dinner plenty of times before when you thought he was too busy to drop by. He’d surprise you with dinner again in the future, they were sure of it. So he might as well take advantage of it being your birthday to do a little extra. He knew you liked puzzles, things that vexed your brain, so the scavenger hunt had been entirely his idea. Tying things to balloons, however, had not been. But it was easy enough to put together everything on short notice: notes attached to balloons that guided you around your apartment to make you visit different parts of your relationship. The vacation the two of you had taken together to give away that it was him, the printed out poetry to essentially spell out a surprise, another paragraph he’d stolen from a book about a romantic picnic: everything was being spelled out before he finally attached a balloon to that kids movie the two of you watched together at your insistence. The one where the house had all the balloons attached to it, the title appropriately giving you a hint to where he was.

It was a little much, if he was honest. Tying balloons in the stairwell to serve as beacons, and then tying balloons to furniture to serve as further decoration to this lovely little picnic up on your building’s rooftop. But he could imagine the pretty look on your face as you climbed the stairs to see him. The sky was pretty and clear and he was ready to enjoy a nice dinner with you before stargazing for a bit.

He heard the door shut, and turned to greet you. Thankfully, you had changed after work into something cozy--just like he had asked you to in one of those notes. He watched the way your eyes lit up as you took in the entire scene before you, before finally smiling at him.

“You’re so sappy.”

He laughed as you made your way over, wrapping your arms around him. “Did you like it?”

“It’s cute,” you hummed. “I expected something more avant garde, so this is a pleasant surprise.”

“You wouldn’t like that?”

“Normally? I would,” you admitted, rocking on your heels, “but after working all day, this birthday girl just wants to curl up with her cute boyfriend and maybe kiss his equally dashing face.”

“We can take this inside--”

Before he could step away, you squeezed him tight. “No. I like this. Stargazing sounds romantic,” you leaned forward to press a kiss against his jawline, “and I’m with you. That’s all I wanted for my birthday.”

His heart swelled at the thought. All you had wanted was him and there was something so sweet and equally cheesy about hearing it aloud. He smiled, arms wrapped tightly around you as he swayed a little back and forth. With a gentle pat to your shoulder, he mumbled something about the food getting cold as he reluctantly broke away from your warm embrace. He hoped you couldn’t see how flustered he was becoming, hiding his smile as he sat down on the spread-out blanket.

As much as he preferred different romantic gestures... he could see the appeal in them if they made you this happy. Then again, he’d happily make a fool of himself sometimes if it meant brightening your day. Even though he was busy, he cherished the little moments where you’d curl up by his side, savoring his company while you could. You stared up at the sky, lying beside him long after the two of you finished your dinner.

Maybe it was cheesy, but he liked the starstruck look on your face more than the sky overhead.

He called your name softly, just to see those pretty stars in your eyes when you looked at him. “Happy birthday,” he whispered, leaning forward to kiss you one final time before he knew he’d need to start cleaning up. “Thank you for staying with me. I love you.”

#wooahaes.fic #seventeen imagine #seventeen x reader #seventeen x you #svt x reader #svt imagine #svt x you #minghao x reader #xu minghao x reader #xu minghao x you #minghao x you #the8 x reader #the8 x you #the8 fluff

[asirensrage]

I feel like Kyojuro takes whatever the hell he wants.

He doesn’t ask for much. And he’s so straightforward and good-natured that people don’t argue with him. So he gets his way without putting much effort into it.

Except when it comes to you.

You eluded him somehow. Well, okay. More like he pushed you away despite how close you’d grown over the years.

Besties for life, bro.

Even though you’d both dropped subtle hints that you pined for each other, he figured he was undeserving of someone like you. He kept you at arm's length despite the sick, aching feeling that sank into his stomach every time he was around you.

But Kyojuro knows he can treat you a hell of a lot better than your on-again, off-again asshole of a boyfriend—that cheating piece of shit. Kyojuro doesn’t know why you stick around—why you subject yourself to this heartbreak. Then again, you’ve always been something of a masochist. Regardless, you deserve the world in a handbasket.

The summer is balmy and unforgiving.

Kyojuro watches you, his adorable, energetic friend. Seated on the trunk of his Mustang, a raspberry popsicle between your lips, sticky juice rapidly melting down your fingers. He unconsciously licks his lips, his gaze slipping into a mysterious shade of honey.

A thin sheen of sweat glistens on your skin, mixing with the tart liquid that cascades down into your blouse. Your skirt ruffles in the occasional breeze, baring enough skin to tease—enough to make Kyo’s mouth water. You pull the trigger of your bubble gun, idle puffs of bubbles accentuating your innocence.

Gods, you’re so cute. Too cute. Ethereal, even. Dodging water balloons and laughing alongside your friends. Your shitty boyfriend stands not too far off, sucking down beers and flirting with everything with a pulse. Kyojuro doesn’t miss how your eyes occasionally flit to his, a shy plea for rescue swimming beneath your irises.

He decides to make his move.

Kyo hands his water bottle to Tengen without thinking, ignoring his friend's knowing chuckle and the pat on his shoulder.

“Do your thing,” Ten says, though Kyo doesn’t need goading. Anyone with eyes can see that you two belong to each other.

Mariah Carey made that song for you, honey.

He’s moving through the crowd of picnickers on autopilot with one goal in mind: you. And when he reaches his destination…

Well, shit. He didn’t really think this through, now did he?

But, he’s standing between your legs. Revels in how your breath catches and your eyes widen. He watches you swallow thickly, his own saliva scorching and chunky in his throat.

“Kyo?” you query under the vibration of the music pouring from the boombox.

He searches your eyes. Gives you an out. An opportunity to slap him; anything. But when you don’t make a move to push him away, he figures it’s now or never.

He sighs deeply before gathering your blistering cheeks in his palms. You squeak in surprise as his lips pan in, and damn, are your lips soft. He’s waited years to do this. To kiss you with zero abandon, to feel your mouth upon his.

And, of course, you taste like raspberries. Tooth-rotting. He’s sure he’ll have cavities, but it’s worth it.

Your friends whoop and snicker around. A few words of about damn time murmured here and there. Kyojuro draws back with a definitive smack, pressing your foreheads together. He peers into your hooded eyes, a callused thumb coasting over your swollen lip.

“I am not letting you get away this time,” he whispers hotly into the space between your mouths.

His heart flutters as a smile takes possession of your mouth, and you swoop in for another taste of his lips…

(I’m so sorry. I was listening to Prince’s Raspberry Beret on treat and got carried away with this. 😩😩😩 Thank you for indulging my ridiculous fantasy).

This was an incredible thing to wake up to! You're welcome in my askbox anytime lol. (I had totally been expecting another prompt in my aslbox, not this deliciousness 😏)

Ommgg yesss. I love your descriptions because I can picture it all do clearly (and a Mustang?? My fave car!). I absolutely loved the longing and decisiveness in this and you know your terrible ex is going to storm over unless someone stops him with the stupid reasoning that even though he cheats doesn't mean you can move on. But if he's not stopped, Kyo's going to straight up tell him you "deserve better." The (ex)boyfriend will be like "and thats you?" To which Kyojuro would reply with something like "no, but I will spend every day trying." (as if that doesn't make everyone fall a little in love with him lol)

#this was the absolute best #omg #comatosebunny09 #asks #demon slayer #kyojuro x you

[midnightmah07]

Hi, hello, it me, yeah I’m back. Before I get started talking about what I drop in for I just wanted to say, I absolutely love your art😍 every day I look forward to seeing your posts. You have change my POV on oc x cannon with Daggie. They are just so cute and silly I want to put them in a pancake. But anyways, your art has inspired me to make many twst oc of my own(and by many I mean 2 maybe three idk yet) but I only have a design for one of them

This is Grayson, he my baby and I love him. I’ve only drawn him a couple of times but idk where I put them 🤷🏻 whoops-

From this picture(it’s like two months old) his design has changed a bit. But still somewhat like that.

but what I came here to talk about is the super silly friendship he has with some characters👏

just to be clear these friendships I’m going to write out are still under development, lots of things are gonna change as I finalize his character!

Okay, to start off,

-Ruggie: they are like best friends, since they are in the same class they’ll study and work together. Grayson likes to randomly visit Savanaclaw and bring snacks and donuts and just food in general. I see them teasing the first years a lot(it’s a normal thing) and overall having a very wholesome bond.

-Floyd: somewhat the same with Ruggie but a bit more silly. Grayson and Floyd have been friends since childhood. They grew up in the same area and went to the same schools. But Grayson being a new addition to the group (Floyd, Jade, and azul) he was a bit overwhelming for them, except Floyd, they matched each others energy. If one of them did something bad so did the other.

-Epel: Epel is Grayson’s favorite first year and he makes that very clear to the others. So clear that Adeuce gets jealous. But Grayson took a liking to epel, 1) because Grayson likes small colorful things, and 2) Epel told him that he was having a had time fitting in, epel didnt really know how to act proper, or wear fancy clothes. But Grayson didn’t know so well either but having 4 sisters he had a few tricks he knew so he offered to help. And thus they became friends👏👏

okay last one

-Kailm: They are an equation for disaster. When Kailm is planing a party, Oh well, Grayson gonna make him take it a step further. “Hey Grayson what do ya think ‘bout the balloons?!”

“Hm, how about you take that ballon arch over there, get more of it, and line it all up along the path. Oh and we need some pyro effects!”

yeah that’s how it goes and them Jamil has to child lock EVERYTHING from both of them.

but anyways, Grayson still has some construction that needs to be finished. But yeah, he’s not my oc x cannon oc I’m still figuring that one out. But I hope you enjoyed listening to me ramble about my child. I will see you in the comments of your posts 🫡

bye bye!!!

AHHHHH HE'S SO SO SO SILLY I HAD A SMILE ON MY FACE THE ENTIRE TIME I WAS READING THIS...

First of all I'm so so happy you started liking oc x canon more because of my OCs, that makes me so happy to hear!! Especially bc I was exactly in your place and a dear friend of mine changed my mind with her own oc x canon; I'm so glad you like my art and my content, especially my babies daiggie<33 it warms my heart!!

Also, I love the little interactions Grayson has with everyone, especially bc I'm a huge Ruggie and Kalim fan!! Seeing him being silly with them is soooo cute and fun!! I look forward to seeing him more💙

#💙! mah's answers

[lgcjino]

RE: INTRODUCE YOURSELF ! NO WAY  —  INTRODUCE YOURSELF ! OKAY ! — lgc retreat introductions

introductions, in very little words, were a very hard concept to jino.

while his laissez faire attitude would rather he just let the wind take the reins and fly along it’s current, the amount of cameras and accompanying staff made it very hard to not overthink it.

and thinking obviously was not jino’s forte.

he wanted to make a good impression, but he also didn't want to come off like he was trying too hard, y'know?

so, when it finally comes down to his turn. he’s become a bubble of overthinking that as he’s wound so tight in his little what the fuckery balloon, he’s practically deflated and brain blanked when all eyes turn to him.

he can feel his throat go dry  —  but, after a quick one, two breath, he clears his throat and does the customary bow and wave he’s learned over and over again in their cultural and societal norms classes. 

“yes, hello! i’m the agency’s moon jino but today i’m trading my acting boots for dancing shoes as a member of crystallis’ team,” he strikes a pose, specifically a check-mark finger-post beneath his chin, “jino-yah.” he does a corny one-two-step, for effect, before clapping his hands. 

“i haven’t trained that long, just a little over a year and a half at this point, but don’t underestimate me! i’ve got some tricks up my sleeve.” 

and tricks he did have.

“i happen to be 189cm.” it was a fact that he will forever bring up  —  quite proud of the height that had suddenly been brought upon him in the cusp of his latter teen years. “and yes  — you can check it, i am not exaggerating that number.” 

“i can play the guitar, i learned it back in primary school to pass the time because i broke my leg while trying to get my soccer ball out of a tree and couldn’t play any sports.”

one of those tricks happened to be oversharing.

“another thing about me …”

to say that he learned to do handstands for the ‘just-in-case-he-was-asked-on-a-variety-show-and-had-to-demonstrate-a-special-skill’ wouldn’t be a complete lie. 

in fact, it might very darn well be the entire truth, because, as he now explains it  — with a whooping smile at that, jino thinks: thank god, i learned how to do this for this exact moment.

“i also know how to do three different types of hand stands.” and where he doesn’t expect to actually have to show them all, he sees the cue to … well  —  demonstrate just what those three different ones are.

and so, he prepares.

“ah, give me a second  —“ he pauses, turning around suddenly, making a show of checking the inside of his shirt because the off chance that his shirt suddenly rid up was optimally high and jino did not want to suddenly be baring something he shouldn’t, before whipping back around and rubbing his stomach, once more all smiles  — as if relieved with what he had found in his short inspection. “okay, we're all good.” he says with a laugh.

he gets into position: “shall we count?”

one! 

slowly, he folds forward; allowing gravity to take the slightly hold of his limbs as he bends down, feeling the weight shift from the soles of his feet to his palms as he is suddenly inverted upside down. it lasts for a little more than a couple seconds before he returns to his standing position, a little breathless as the blood rushes all to its original places.

a-two!

again, he reaches forward to fold over; a complete copy to the first hand stand. it’s only difference is the way he now bends at the elbows, his head falling closer to the ground by several centimeters as he does a complete push-up. he almost completes it when he suddenly feels a strong gust against his midriff, realizing in embarrassment that in his attempt to push himself back up, the thrust had guided gravity to pull the hem of his t-shirt down. “ah!” thankfully, he’s already up and standing before his shirt could expose any more than a couple blocks of his stomach but his hands still, quite comically reach up  —  crossed over his chest, more or less covering his nipples that he hopes no one saw because he had forgotten to wear an inner layer that day  —  as if to protect whatever shred of modesty he had left.

and three?

“let’s just end it at two,” he laughs again, feeling the reddening in his ears begin; a hand moving to smooth his hair back and out of his eyes. “don’t want to give myself away too much.” 

he didn’t want to give too much of an impression on the first day — let alone, that type of impression.

another laugh fades his introduction before he nods his head twice, bowing out of the center of attention as he’s welcomed back into the throngs of the crowds, head shaking at what he had just done.

so much for a good first impression.

#lgc:lgcretreat2k23 #지노★ ₊ solo #there is unf no graphic today bc ps doesnt want to work rip

[innytoes]

For the Saucy Prompts: #22 and the Reggie pairing of your choice, p&ty

And also for @invisibleraven, who sent me: If someone has not sent you “Save a horse, ride a cowboy.” for a Reggie ship then it is a CRIME! I would love it for Rulie, please and thank you!

Since none of them were really big drinkers (and some of them actively didn't drink, due to trauma, medication, or 'everything tastes like how nail polish remover smells'), they decided that for their 21st birthdays, instead of getting trashed at some bar, they'd have the children's birthday party they'd always wanted but never had.

For Alex, they had a princess dance party, complete with mini-spa night and sleepover after. Luke dragged them all to a trampoline park. Willie, rather heart-breakingly, had asked for a cake, balloons, and party games. They got him seven different piñatas and five different cakes (three homemade, one ice-cream, and one from the grocery store with the request to put as many spelling errors on it as possible.)

And now it was Reggie's turn. And what Reggie desperately wanted was to go to the family-friendly, country-themed restaurant with the giant mechanical bull and the line-dancing in the evenings with all his friends and found family.

So they got him a nice leather cowboy hat, donned their denim and plaid, and yeehawed their way on over. Ray, Victoria and Carlos bowed out after a few dances, citing Work, Grownup Responsibilities, and 'if I have to see Julie make heart-eyes at you for one more second I'm going to be sick' respectively.

After a few more songs, some amazing crashing-into-others from Julie and Luke, and another plate of nachos, it was time to dare each other to go on the mechanical bull. Willie, daredevil that he was, went first, whooping and waving his sparkly cowboy hat around before being thrown off. He came up laughing, though, and reassuring Alex he was okay with a kiss.

Luke managed to get tossed by the second spin, pouting and saying he hadn’t been ready. Flynn lasted a surprisingly long time, even though she was screaming her head off the entire time. Alex patently refused to get on, and Julie dithered, suggesting Reggie go first while she gather her courage.

Reggie beamed, giving her a kiss, and bounced up to the bull. He got on, and gripping the saddle with one hand, and when it started up, he whooped excitedly.

What followed were probably the sexiest ten minutes of Julie’s life. Because Reggie wasn’t just good at this. He was amazing. He wasn’t clinging to the bull like Flynn, or waving his arm around frantically to keep his balance like Willie. No, he was moving with the bull, all languid movements and rolls of his hips.

Sometimes, when it spun particularly fast, he bit his lower lip in concentration. After a few minutes, Reggie got a flush of exertion on his cheeks, which combined with the body rolls and the shifting of his hips to keep his weight counterbalanced with the bull... well.

“Oh my god,” Alex squeaked next to her. “This is a family establishment.”

Julie just licked her lips, not even bothering to respond. She didn’t want to miss a second of this.

Finally, the bull stopped, and Reggie blinked, before cheering. “I did it!” he slid off and staggered back to Julie. “Do I get a prize?”

“Oh, absolutely,” Julie purred, tugging him closer. He stared down at her, cheeks still flushed, smile still on his face. “I’ll give it to you if you take me home right now.”

“Oh?” Reggie blinked. “Oh!” He blinked. “Don’t you want a turn?”

“I can think of something better to ride,” she said, already dragging Reggie along. He let himself be dragged, waving at the others. Julie ignored the catcalls. Like anyone could look her in the eye and blame her. “Save a horse, ride a cowboy, and all.”

An hour later, Reggie stared up at her in awe, dazed and thoroughly ridden, his skin flushed and his chest heaving.

“Well...” he whispered, as Julie leaned down and kissed him. “Happy birthday to me.”

#yes I am trying to finish up some of my extremely late prompts before my next prompt list drops on friday #julie and the phantoms #reggiexjulie #fanfic #reggie peters #julie molina #I wrote a thing #yes I did write that prompt with reggie in mind #so thank you both for prompting it

[bread--quest]

happy neerie mccloud returning from elsewhere one year anniversary!!!!!! (head in hands.) i wanted to write something about her bc i love her but didnt want to make it a Whole Thing so you get tumblr exclusive fic written and posted on tumblr only. wrow

3 games, 2 floods, 1 neerie mccloud

one,

its season 13, day 84, and it's flooding in the Bubble. the not-quite-water soaks into neerie's shoes and she makes a face, lifting one foot up to inspect it. the stuff drips off her foot not quite like honey and not quite like syrup but something in that general area, shifting colors as she looks at it.

she doesn't like looking at it.

they're playing well today. they try to play well every day. they cheer and whoop for siobhan and for mint before them. mint on 2nd and niq on 3rd look to them as it's their turn at bat. they let a ball fly past, and another, and then--

there.

that's a great feeling, some part of neerie thinks as they run the bases, immateria splashing around them. that moment when everything seems to click into place. it feels like discovery.

fae does it again, even. fae's on top of the world, fae feels, two 3-run home runs in one game, that's amazing, that's really something. bottom of the 7th and the georgias are way ahead. mint and siobhan both walk ahead of faer and fae knows it's up to faer to bring them home.

neerie lets two balls fly past, like she did before, and swings.

it's not quite a home run. but it's a triple, which is almost good enough, and she brings mint and siobhan home.

she waits for her chance, stretching the moment. jan and hercules on the other two bases. this is going to be great.

gita steps up to bat and there's a sound. it's like the reverse of draining. it's like the end of the world.

their feet go out from under them and they fall and they fall and they never stop falling.

Neerie McCloud is swept Elsewhere!

two,

its season 23, day 97, and there's a solar eclipse over Hellmouth.

--- washes up on shore and there are only four things --- knows.

--- is not Elsewhere.

--- wants to be Elsewhere.

the dark orb in the sky with the ring of fire around it is very, very bad.

how to swing a bat.

--- doesn't know anything else. not --- name, or team, or where --- came from. --- sways on --- feet as --- tries to stand, unused to the lack of supporting immateria.

someone reaches out towards --- and --- flinches away, startled by sudden proximity to other people. slowly, --- makes --- way to a bench and sits. everything feels shaky and uncertain, and --- misses Elsewhere like a missing limb.

the game passes in a blur. at some point, someone is on fire, slamming their bat into the ball and making it trace across the sky like a comet. at some point, ------ hits the ball. once maybe --- catches it. everything hurts. it is so much just to stand. everything is so fast, so loud, and --- doesn't understand any of it. --- hits the ball and it flies and is caught and balloons drift up into the sky. ------ wishes --- could drift with them.

Neerie McCloud returned from Elsewhere after 10 seasons!

three.

it is season 24, day 19, and it is flooding in the Bubble.

n----- -----d hates it.

they run through the outfield to catch a ball and the immateria splashes around them and they hate it. they stand at bat and their head is too foggy to swing and they don't even realize they're meant to walk until someone gently pushes them and they hate it. they stare down at the immateria swirling softly around their feet and they know it wants them back and they hate it.

it shoves her from place to place, catching ground outs and fly outs, and she wants to scream and curse and fight the current but her throat is sore from screaming for years for someone to find her and oh, wasn't it easier to be Elsewhere and not n----- -----d? wasn't it?

fae is at bat again and no no no no no it was horrible being Elsewhere and fae lets two balls fly past and hits a Triple and looks but mint and siobhan aren't going home. mint is on the wrong side of the field and siobhan's not there at all. there's no one left for n----- -----d.

A surge of Immateria rushes up from Under!

Baserunners are swept from play!

no no no no no no--their elbow hits the ground before their head does and they flail and scream and slam their feet against the ground and keep their head above what is not water and they stand up. they are breathing. they are still here.

they do not risk a base again. they hit a ground out and mint catches it. she can't look at him. she can't look at anyone.

fae can look at faerself. fae stares at faer reflection warped and blurred in the immateria after the game, kneeling in the outfield still breathing.

randy finds her out there, a weird, lone figure sitting in the immateria in the dark. mint asked her to check and randy doesn't like breaking promises so she will check but gods that girl is fucking creepy. randy wades out to get faer and fae's bent over, scooping immateria into faer hands and trying to lift it to faer mouth. it keeps falling between faer fingers, which seem to be not entirely there.

randy represses a shudder and puts a hand on faer shoulder. faer turns faer head to stare at her like a startled animal, eyes dripping immateria.

she's still a person, randy tries to convince herself. or--something, anyway. and fae needs to get out of here.

"come on," randy says. "let's get you home."

#wrote this in like half an hour entirely unedited love and light #love this girl she is sooooo fucked up!!!!!!! #fan: gnym!! #sonder scribbles #neerie mccloud #blaseball #atlantis georgias #blb: neerie #wow look something original!! #lemme know if i need to put content warnings on this!