#; the wrong side of the lee ( ooc )

[calqlate]

THE LOVE & DEEPSPACE MLS AND THEIR KDRAMA ML COUNTERPARTS

INCLUDES: rafayel + sylus + xavier + zayne

WARNING(S): might be ooc bc i don't really keep up with the lore so there might be some inconsistencies (oops) (pls be gentle) (it's 10pm here and my brain is running on adrenaline) + contains some canon lore drops ig

MASTERLIST

NOTE(S): i will never stop inserting my fandoms into kdramas bc i love seeing worlds collide. anw pls partake in this brainrot with me 🤩

— RAFAYEL

ryu sunjae from lovely runner - they are both absolute losers for their respective lovers. i can picture rafayel in that one scene where sunjae was blowing kisses towards sol's house. no matter how hard his beloved tries to cut him out from their life to save him, he will always find his way back into their life.

jeong guwon from my demon - similar to sunjae, guwon is also another loser for his wife. (tbh i can imagine rafayel as a down bad simp for his lover; cue thomas sighing and shaking his head.) i can picture rafayel in the scene whereby guwon and dohee were doing that tango while fighting off their enemies too?!?!

lee yeon from tale of the nine-tailed - continuing the loser boy train, we have yeon as the final dude to add in this group. (specifically yeon from s2, bc the way he wanted to go back to his timeline so badly to see jiah matches rafayel's "the only person i'll ever love is my lover" energy.) their backstories also match in the sense that yeon never stopped searching for jiah and rafayel never stopped waiting for his bride.

— SYLUS

myulmang from doom at your service - not me choosing myulmang bc they both made contracts to their beloveds [clown emoji]. but nonetheless they're similar in the sense that they won't think twice about eliminating someone who hurts their lover.

shin wooyeo from my roommate is a gumiho - again, another contract situation. wooyeo is a "classier" version of sylus imo, and one who uses less pet names. if sylus were the ml in this kdrama, he would defo keep an even more watchful eye on his beloved so that she doesn't go about losing his fox bead. (aur naur iw to write a gumiho au for sylus now...)

lee youngjoon from what's wrong with secretary kim? - similar to youngjoon, sylus will never let his lover leave. they want to leave his mansion? he will try 101 (legal) ways to make them stay. they will find snacks they like in their room more often. they will find new (and expensive) clothes in their wardrobe. heck, even an all-expenses-paid vacation! he wants to keep them close to him; he's afraid of them upping him to leave.

— XAVIER

goo yeonjun from a time called you - like yeonjun, xavier has literally went back in time to save his beloved. he wants to see then safe and sound, and as long as they're happy, he's happy. as long as they're alive and breathing, he's fine with not being by their side. just watching them live their life is enough for him.

haru from extraordinary you - totally not projecting my all-time fav kdrama on him (or am i?) but xavier and haru have similar mannerisms and personality traits. yk how in the first few episodes danoh was dragging haru around and this guy just remained silent and followed along until one day he just started speaking? yeah that's the same with this guy. the person he likes could yap all day and he would willingly sit and listen.

moon seoha from see you in my 19th life - similar to seoha, xavier loves once in his life and he will only ever love his little star. he would never get over their death and if he's the one responsible for their death, he would be all the more upset with himself. he would throw himself into work all day and refuse to love again, thinking he shouldn't be able to fall in love ever again since he took his beloved's one chance of staying alive and happy away.

— ZAYNE

moon suho from black knight - they're both so overprotective of the one they love. the way suho essentially told sharon that haera is the only woman he would ever love is something i can picture zayne doing. if someone is out there trying to harm his beloved, you'd best believe zayne would do his best to prevent that from happening, even if it means giving up his own life.

lee suhyeok from bora! deborah - when zayne loves, he loves hard. like suhyeok, he's clumsy at expressing his affections, choosing to keep everything to himself and wait until he's 100% certain it's the right time to say whatever he wants to say. and sometimes, that can lead to disastrous endings (see also: suhyeok getting dumped on the same day he went to buy an engagement ring for his girlfriend). both men are careful to a fault, all the more so with their beloved because they're scared of losing someone precious to them again.

yoo jihyuk from marry my husband - zayne, like jihyuk, would willingly stand aside and watch the one he loves fall in love with someone else. he would be supportive and wouldn't try to fight for their affection. his motto is "if they're happy, i'm happy" and he can live being an unmarried old man as long as he sees them happy.

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[mikanotes]

happy sweet home season 2 release everyone!!! i just watched the final ep and started screaming. here’s something quick! greetings from, lee eunhyuk x gn!reader, warning sweet home season 2 spoilers possibly ooc eunhyuk im trying to decide how different he shld be, mentions of scars. cheers

“Took you long enough.”

Eunhyuk scoffs silently, hands buttoning up a white shirt over his figure. Unharmed. Clean. Possibly unstoppable, now. His gaze is on his own reflection but his focus is on you, sitting nearby with your back towards him.

“Mm.” he hums, a small smile pulling at his lips. “Did you miss me?” he asks, something like a teasing tone to his voice.

You turn to look at him through the mirror and he raises his eyebrows. You roll your eyes and turn back. “No.”

Eunhyuk smirks a little at that. He tugs at his collar to make sure his shirt looks fine, out of habit, then heaves a deep sigh and turns around. He walks over to the couch you’re sitting on and sits at your side, eyes on the book in your hands.

“Is that why you kept things for me?”

Clothes. A pair of glasses. Books he used to read during your time at Green Home.

“Who said they were for you?”

Eunhyuk is dead. Anyone from Green Home would have agreed with this statement. This fact. But you refused to believe it. Parting ways with the rest of the survivors you knew (as well as the only other person who shared your feelings on this matter), avoiding the military and living in isolation, you had decided to try and make living bearable. Settling in an old apartment in a small building near the river. With enough practice from before, you had traps settled around the place and at least one or two weapons.

You used to stay at the shelter at the stadium, but hated all about it. It was much too many people and too much change all at once. No matter how organized it was, you couldn’t find it in yourself to stay. So you left, and made your own home.

Maybe it was luck that you came back to check on Green Home a day after Eunhyuk came back.

(Maybe it was meant to be.)

“How long have you been living here?” he asks quietly. He watches your eyes scan the page on your book, watches the twitch of your lips when you hum in thought, watches every detail that he missed during this time. Time passes weirdly in the state he was in, and a lot changes. A lot doesn’t. Like feelings. “I missed you.”

You turn to look at him and he tilts his head. His expression is serious and his voice is as steady as it always is.

“Thank god, you survived.”

You stare at him for a while, silent, before looking away. “You didn’t even give me time to answer.” you sigh. “It’s been ten months here. I spent two at a shelter before I got sick of it.”

“Was it bad?”

“Terrible.” you say, “I’m sorry I left Eunyu there. She can handle herself well enough, though.”

Eunhyuk sighs at that. That’s a whole other problem. At least she’s alright. “I’ll find her eventually.” he nods to himself, gaze on the floor. “I have a lot of people to find, anyways.”

“You’re so strange.” you comment, suddenly closing your book and shifting your whole attention to him. Eunhyuk does the same in turn, gaze focused on yours.

“As in?”

“You’ve changed.”

Eunhyuk blinks slowly, before narrowing his eyes. You’re not wrong. But not right either.

“You too.”

You reach your hand to his face and hold the side of it gently. He tilts his head slightly into your palm, not breaking eye contact. It was worth waiting, even if just to see you again. Your eyes are colder and your skin gained a few more scars. He’s mildly annoyed he couldn’t keep away anything that hurt you, though he knows it simply wasn’t possible. He could direct his anger towards the other people that were with you.

But humans are just so… weak. How could anyone ever count on them?

“In any case, you don’t have to worry anymore.” he says, sounding almost cold. “Not even a little bit.”

He’s here, now, and he intends to make sure you won’t have to change more than you already have because of this hellish world.

[simpforwebtoonmen]

★lookism characters with an s/o with a similar fighting style as Bayonetta

feat. Daniel Park, Eli Jang, and Euntae Lee (Vasco)

notes/warnings: reader is a woman, fighting, flirting, fluff, kind of ooc characters (for Daniel's at least), not based on specific event in lookism besides for Eli's. not proof read. (lmk if I missed anything!)

i've been playing Bayonetta lately and omg do I love it.

Daniel★

"huh?" he questioned. the only thing distracting him from his aching body and bloody fists was the woman in front of him.

She dodged a punch from her opponent by backflipping elegantly; her arms stretched out and her legs swinging one after another into the air and her back arching perfectly. she landed on her two feet and stood up straight, as if the backflip took no energy from her at all.

God, if she wasn't perfect before (which she was in daniel's eyes), she was definitely beyond amazing at this point.

The way she delivered her kicks to each opponent, the way she would maneuver her body to hit her opponent in a specific spot, and her stance when she finished all 10 men off.

"oh.my.god." Daniel slowly stood up from the ground and wobbled his way over to his girlfriend that just saved him, aka, you.

You quickly ran over to him when you caught sight of his weakened state. putting a hand on his shoulder and the other on his cheek, you examined him for major injuries that might need treatment at the hospital. as you did that, Daniel only admired, thinking to himself how he got so lucky; landing on a strong and elegant woman.

"Are you okay, Daniel? you seem to be in a daze. did you hit your head?" you questioned him, going on your tip toes to get a better look at his head. In a vague motion, he shook his head, "just thinking about you," he admitted.

You got off your toes and stared at Daniel, wondering if something was really wrong with him. "what?" was all you could manage to say. "you're just so perfect..." he let out a somewhat dreamy sigh as his face dropped into what looked to be a lovesick gaze. maybe there really was something wrong with him. but nevertheless, his words still made you very flustered.

Eli ★

he and warren were trying his their hardest to protect Hostel against the old men from (tiger sum company?). Suddenly overpowered by one of the old men, Warren screams for Eli seeing him getting beat down. and even though, eli could've easily gotten back up he wasn't given the chance to when a shadow flew overhead.

Suddenly the old man flew out of Eli's sight and was instead met with a leg stretched out. the shape of the leg was all to recognizable and his eyes trailed up to the thigh, then to the hips and waist, and (not so subtly) up the curve of their chest, his gaze is finally met with yours.

You grinned as you watched him shamelessly check you out despite the situation, "like what you see, perv?" you teased. just then, he's realized what he'd done, a pink color spreading across his cheeks, "i-it's not like that-" he tried to explain but you suddenly disappeared.

you made your way to the other side of the field as you saw the old man get back up as if unscathed by your kick.

Eli was surprised to see that you could hold your own against such a powerful opponent. And not only were your kicks and punches powerful, but your jumps were impressively high and you were all too quick at times for Eli to keep up.

but suddenly, with an elbow to the chest, you flew back into a part of the playground. You groaned as you sat up, "well are you gonna help me or are you just gonna watch?" you shouted from where you were. And as the old man suddenly flew above you, intending to deliver a powerful blow, you were quick to jump up and dodge his attack.

finally, eli snapped out of his trance. "oh!" He got up from where he sat and made his way to you and the old man. The two of you stood in a powerful stance before the old man, making his 'tsk'.

"tag teaming, are we? we'll that's no fair, now is it?"

Vasco ★

"let me join."

"no."

"please."

"no."

"please! with ice cream and whipped cream, and rainbow sprinkles, and cherry on top!"

"hmm, sounds kinda good ngl....but no."

you slumped on your spot on the floor. You've been dating Vasco for about 6 months now and have only seen him fight just recently. You couldn't help but think just how much more amazing it made him look on your eyes, to fight for such a heroic and selfless cause. you wanted to be a part of that too, but for some reason, he won't let you.

"c'mon dude...at least tell me why I can't join you guys..." you looked back up at Vasco, hoping he'd give you an explanation. he sighs, "because it's dangerous work we do and I don't want you to get hurt," he explained, his gaze softening. He doesn't think he could handle seeing you get hurt, no less because of him.

But that's when you realized that he didn't know.

You stood up quite abruptly and pointed a declaring finger at him. "I wanna duel!" you shouted, squinting your eyes at him to make yourself look more serious, but to him, you just looked cute. that and he was surprised to hear such a declaration from you.

"w-what?"

"you and me. outside. duel."

and here you both were. outside in an open and seemingly empty field.

he felt extremely unsure if he should really do this. He decided that he was just going to pin you down and make you give up. talk about underestimating your opponent, am i right?

slowly, you inched closer to your opponent, make it seem like you were going to attack first. Vasco, got the idea that you were going to attack at any moment and took it upon himself to lounge for you first, to prevent any sort of fight happening between the two of you.

But suddenly, instead of being met with your body, he was met with his face in the dirt. did you just dodge his attack, by backflipping no less? he lifted his head from the dirt and brought his hands back to lift himself from the ground, but a force on his back pushed him back down onto the dirt. He turned his head to look back at who it was, and surprise surprise, it was you with your foot on his back.

"how did-"

"how did i end up back here when I was just in front of you?" you finished his question for him. you grinned before taking your foot off his back, "keep underestimating me and I might just win this fight," you teased.

he lifted himself from the ground, turning to you with a frown on his face. he was confused to say the least. how did you move so fast? and how strong is your leg to keep him pinned down despite his efforts of getting up? he didn't know the answers to those questions, but he knew now to take you seriously.

"alright fine, let's do this," he lifted his fists up along with his knee, his signature stance. for a moment, his position softened, "don't be afraid to tap out, okay? I don't want to hurt you..."

for a moment, you laughed, "haha, don't worry, I will. same goes for you."

and just like that, you two began your fight.

-

"are you done yet?" you yawned as you sat on his back, your feet planted on his calves to keep him from moving. He tried to swing his arms up behind him but he simply couldn't reach you. finally, he sighed, "fine...you win..."

[jamesleecult]

James lee x gn!reader : In case you come back one day.

The reader rants about their past relationships experience on a song comment section they recently listened to.

note: James kinda ooc(?), attempted to angst. I was planning to make it like the reader view, like their feelings then what happened(flashback or smthg idk) but I’m lazy. Not proof read, I’m bad. Reader kinda still hung up, if you squint enough I’m kinda listening to a sad song rn. Bold font for the typing and the italicized for flashback. (Plottwist dg wrote the song and saw the comment lol) with the help of Grammarly.

During the midnight hour, their finger danced across the keyboard, each keystroke echoing in the quiet room. Blending with the faint whirr of the glowing screen with melody’s in the background.

The sounds of the faint tapping on the keys stopped, few moments later - a sound of clicking can be heard as they began to typed again.

I've met it fresh and hot, it was years ago, yet it felt like yesterday. Actually, I've been walking so far that I can start again with someone else, but in my heart I secretly ask a question. Do I really still have a spot left for him?

In their distant and hazy memories, They shared soft whispers and laughter, the gentle breeze carrying their words like secrets through the air. With each stolen glance and faint smiles.

Or always ask myself that do I love the person in front of me equally to that person. Until now.

In the dimly lit ambiance of their favorite spot, he sat across from them- on the side, his demeanor cool and composed, concealing the turmoil within. They sensed a distance growing, a chill settling in the air.

“We need to talk,” he began, his voice steady, devoid of emotion, easily making their pulse quickened, a knot forming in the stomach.

"I met a lot of people, but in the end, no one can replace you." Right into the hook. I realized, I didn't intend to hurt the person infront of me.

“What’s wrong?”

I just want myself to try and start again, but now I understand that.

“This,” the red haired boy, he gestured subtly between them, “isn’t working anymore.”

“What do you mean?”

I did never stop loving or stop missing him at all.

Confusion etched across their face, so many questions left unanswered. He met their gaze, his eyes holding a depth they couldn’t fathom.

“I’m leaving.”

I wanna say something in case, even if I never get the chance to tell him.

“Leaving? Why?” Panic rising within them making their heart skipped a beat.

“I can’t stay,” the tall boy stated firmly, his tone unwavering. “It’s not safe for you.”

They searched his eyes for answers, finding only resolve. “Not safe? What are you talking about?—That’s not true. We love each other. We can work through whatever it is!”

I got so many questions that was never answered, you left with no room for me to ask further more. What’s happening? Did I do something wrong?

As they spoke, he looked away, sighing at their persistence. Unable to meet their gaze. “No, you don’t understand. I’m.. I’m dangerous.”

Their brows furrowed in confusion and annoyance. “What do you mean, dangerous?”

“I can’t explain” he said, his voice barely a whisper in disappointment. “But you need to trust me. You need to let me go.. there are things you don’t know about me. Things that could put you in danger if I stay.”

Their mind raced, trying to make sense of his words. “But I don’t understand. We are together, we love each other- why are you leaving me with just.. short explanations?”

Then you just disappeared for no reason. I couldn’t find you, as if you were gone.

“…farewell.”

And with that he just walked away, coldly stood up- leaving them sitting there, alone with nothing but unanswered questions and a heart heavy with sorrow.

I still have a spot left for you in my feelings, always will be the one for you, In case you come back one day.

After hours of uninterrupted typing, they finally halted, their hands hovering over the keyboard as they took a moment to gather their thoughts. Pressing the final key—

The soft click of the laptop lid echoing in the now silent room.

[yellowelectroslime]

Sleep well, Freminet

[notes: my third fic/drabble I have ever written YAY, the characters may be a bit ooc so sorry about that ദ്ദി ꒦ິ꒳꒦ິ )✧ I hope u enjoy]

Pairing: Ler Arlecchino, Lee Freminet (platonic, family bonds, NOT A SHIP)

Warnings: tiggles, idk how to write fics but i hope this is good :(, mayne ooc, unedited, no beta we die like my 50/50 on arlecchinos banner ( ꒦ິ ཀ ꒦ິ )

Word count: 967 words

It wasn’t uncommon for Freminet to have trouble sleeping, especially when he was under any sort of stress. To be honest, he hasn’t been having the best sleep for the past couple of days. He had to fix some of the equipment Lynette accidentally broke, Lyney just asked him to build some equipment for their upcoming magic show, and Father just gave him another investigation mission the other day and-

*knock knock*

“Freminet? Are you alright? May I come in?” Father! What is she doing here? In this hour? Was she here to ask him for the investigation reports? But he hasn’t even started yet-

*knock knock* Father’s stern voice booms through from behind his bedroom door. “Freminet?”

Freminet quickly blinks, snapping himself out of his thoughts. “A-ah! Father? Yes! I-I mean… you may…”

The sound of the door’s handle clicking echos through his silent bedroom. Arlecchino steps in, standing tall and dominant, exactly what you would expect from the 4th Fatui harbinger. Freminet looked up from his sitting position on the edge of his bed, meeting eyes with Arlecchino; her face was serious and poker. Many would assume that she held no emotions behind those black eyes, but only the children from the House of Hearth could decipher the concern in her expression.

“May I sit?” A simple question, Freminet know’s Arlecchino’s intentions as well as the other children, but he couldn’t help but flinch at her voice. Arlecchino’s face softens ever so slightly.

“Ye-yes you may…” Arlecchino wastes no time, sitting close to Freminet, she places a gentle hand on his back. This time Freminet doesn’t flinch away, instead he leans into her warm touch, he always liked it when Father played with them when they were younger. They sat in comfortable silence for a while until Arlecchino softly broke it.

“Lyney has reported to me that you haven’t been resting properly, so I decided to see this matter myself.” Arlecchino moved her hand from Freminet’s back to his shoulder, shifting closer to him to pull his body so he was leaning on her. “It’s alright, Freminet. If there is anything bothering you, do not be afraid to reach out, there is nothing wrong with seeking help from comrades.”

Freminet looks down and sighs in defeat. “I guess- I guess I have been having trouble sleeping recently...”

Arlecchino’s eyes light up (as much as it could considering there were black) as an idea came to her mind “I do have a suggestion to help you go to sleep. I remember using this method much on you when you awoke to nightmares as a young child”

Freminet spent a few seconds trying to remember. Method? What method did she use…. oh. Oh no… Before he could react, he was quickly pulled into Father’s embrace, he had almost forgotten her strength despite her slim appearance. He found himself laid across Father’s thighs and immediately blushed a furious red colour. 

“Do you remember this method?” Arlecchino said in a teasing manner, she places her hands on both of his sides, not tickling him just yet. Despite this, Freminet was blushing and giggling uncontrollably, already giddy from anticipation

“F-fatheheheer wahait…” He grabbed Arlecchino’s wrists trying to (not really) pry them away from his sides.

“Hmmm, I see,” Arlecchino mumbled to herself “So you already know what I am about to do. Well, this saves me the time of helping you recall your memories.” Almost immediately, she began to gently squeezed his sides, causing the boy to instantly fall into a puddle of giggles.

“E-Ehehehe! Fa-fatheheher!” Freminet managed to muster out, he couldn’t stop the giggles from pouring out despite his effort. His giggled increased a pitch when Arlecchino started to change methods. Using one hand to spider across his stomach while the other scratch along his ribs. Her sharp nails proving an absolute killer for Freminet, yet he puts no true effort in trying to stop her.

Arlecchino slows her attack on Freminet, her fingers not moving but haven’t left their place“I remember there was a small game Lyney and Lynette would play on you during times like this… do you recall when they used to ‘count your ribs’?” ___

“Let us begin, shall we?” Her fingers moved to his lowest set of ribs, she began to gently scratch along his ribs, going higher after a few moments of tickling the previous set. “One… Two… Three…” 

Freminet tried squirming away from her vicious fingers, put her grip on his was too strong. He eventually gave up trying to escape and focused on trying to clamp his arms down to prevent her from going any higher. 

“Come on Freminet. You’re a very smart boy, surely you can count numbers.”

“Faahah-Fatheheher pleahehEHEHES! I cahaHAhAHAn’t!”

“Oh dear, looks like I have lost count, looks like I have to start all over again”

“W-wahahait! I-I remembeher inhibit was fihihive! Yohou were uhahap to fihihve!” His protests were ignored by Arlecchino and was overridden with another wave of adorable giggles.

Arlecchino’s fingers slowly made their way closer and closer to Freminet’s armpits, making his laugher increase in volume, he immediately raises his arms from his sides to cover his mouth.

“8… 9… 10… My my Freminet, you seem to be holding on longer than expected.”

“AHahahaAHa! OkahahAHAy I gihiHIHive- StahAHAhahp!” Arlecchino immediately stopped her attack on him, quickly retracting her fingers and placing her hands on the top of his head, gently patting down his messy hair. “Are you feeling better now? Are you ready to sleep?” 

Freminet sits up and leans his body onto Arlecchino’s, softly nodding and he slowly drifts to sleep. Arlecchino moved his body slowly back onto the bed, tucking him comfortably under his blankets. 

Arlecchino stood left his room with a gentle smile on her face.

[august-anon]

Hello! I saw prompt 100 and immediately thought Lee!Astarion and Ler!Wyll . I love your stories! Honestly I’m just happy to read anything lol but this is what popped into my brain :)

no longer taking these prompts, just catching up!

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of course of course!!! Hopefully this is not too ooc, but i only just picked up the game again a couple days ago and only played for a couple hours so i cannot fully tell lol. I hope you enjoy either way!!

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Sneaky

Fandom: Baldur's Gate 3

Ship(s): Wyllstarion

Characters (lee/ler): Lee!Astarion/Ler!Wyll

Word Count: 339 words

Summary: Astarion insults Wyll's abilities to sneak around. Wyll endeavors to prove him wrong.

[ao3 link]

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“Sneaky?” Wyll said. “I can be sneaky.”

Astarion scoffed. “You’re about as subtle as an ogre, darling.” He bared his teeth in a patronizing smile. “No offense.”

Wyll propped himself up in Astarion’s nest of pillows in their shared tent. “I’ll prove it to you.”

“Will you, now?”

“I will.”

And really, Astarion should’ve known better. Wyll wasn’t exactly the type to back down from a challenge after all, and though he wasn’t the worst at sneaking (gods, but he could hear Shadowheart and Lae’zel coming from miles away), he certainly wasn’t anywhere near Astarion’s standards. Even if Wyll slowly improved over the days (and days and days) of trying to sneak up on Astarion, he was still far too easy to spot.

Until he wasn’t.

Astarion flipped absent-mindedly through a book he’d swiped from Gale’s tent. It wasn’t particularly interesting, nor did he have any real reason for stealing it. Still, sometimes Astarion got some itchy fingers, and Gale made himself quite the amusing target. 

He sighed and tossed the book aside. Waiting for Gale to notice his missing property was so dreadfully boring. Things became a lot less dull, however, as a set of hands made an appearance on Astarion’s sides, wiggling fingertips into the muscle there and making Astarion shriek. If he hadn’t already tossed the book away, he would’ve thrown it halfway across the camp by now. Perhaps it would have landed in the fire. Now that would have been amusing.

“Told you I could be sneaky,” a smug voice murmured into Astarion’s ear, a chin following after to rest on Astarion’s shoulder.

“This is not what I meant!” Astarion said, his voice shrill with the effort of keeping his laughter at bay.“Maybe you should’ve been more specific.” Wyll said, and nuzzled his nose behind Astarion’s ear in the most torturously ticklish way. “Why don’t we sit here for a while, you can give me some pointers.” Wyll’s fingers darted down to Astarion’s hips, sending him cackling. “I’ll be sure to listen very closely.”

[shuahaes]

baking w/ the vocal unit!

svt vcu x reader; established relationship; all fluff, sfw

HHU | VCU | PFU

warning: only food mentions, otherwise its all just fluff !! not proofread btw !!

YOON JEONGHAN

y'all know how hannie is a huge bit of a menace?

well it would get VERY messy, bc this man would def try and get some frosting on your nose or some flour on your cheeks and prob have a play fight with ingredients💀

but would be very helpful, and would remind you when you're about to put the wrong ingredients

like "oh no, babe you're not supposed to put the butter with the flour yet!"

he might build a lego set w/ you while the desserts bake in the oven

the entire time you two are giggling while baking

will shower you with kisses if and when the cupcakes (or whatever ygs baked) turn out good 🤭

HONG JISOO (JOSHUA)

he would be so excited when u asked him if he wanted to bake w/ u

he would be so careful with following the recipe, and he would def make amazing desserts <3

but, he is evil twin #2, so he's also a bit of a menace, but the most he'd do is put frosting or batter on your face 😭

if your arms hurt from using the beater/whisk, he'd gladly take over for you and give u massage later 🥺

y'all would DEFINITELY have the prettiest desserts, you two would use pretty frosting and sprinkles, or make cute frosting art on cookies

cuddles while things are the oven !! 🤭

prob one of the best bakers in the vcu

LEE JIHOON (WOOZI)

at first you wanted to surprise him, but you had the better idea that it'd be fun to spend time w/ him and get him away from the studio for a bit

you guys would try an easy recipe, just so none of you end up burning down the kitchen-

he would be reluctant, but he'd do it for you 🥺

offered to be your taste tester in the end

gives u a kiss if it turned out good (would still give you one bc he saw how hard you worked)

would be so happy inside though, that you wanted to spend time w/ him baking

LEE SEOKMIN (DOKYEOM/DK)

would be SO HAPPY to bake w/ u

but i feel like out of excitement he might accidentally pour in salt instead of sugar 😓

but its fine, its the process that was fun

cuddles while things are the oven !! #2

the desserts might not taste good, but at least you had fun and they look pretty !!

also showers you with kisses after because you guys worked so hard on them 🤭

BOO SEUNGKWAN

he would also follow the recipe exactly as it is, but if you almost mess up he will def side-eye you (dw he still loves u 🥰)

would try to make the dessert as beautiful as him /hj

2nd best baker in vcu

would probably also be one of the people to put flour on your face as a prank, but he'd find it so cute

KARAOKE WHILE THINGS ARE BAKING

it would be so cute, and funny because the oven would probably go off while he's in the middle of a high note or something and you two would just burst out into laughter

dessert would taste as good as it looks tho 😁

A/N - my first writing piece !! omg this took me a while but its done! maybe ooc in some parts? but anyways enjoy! and ty to aichi/mahi, @kwantaro bc w/o her i prob would not have made my writing blog and written these hcs! so ty <3

[zvtara-was-never-canon]

IG this might be the wrong blog to ask (do you have a main?) but what are some things you hate about the show/fandom that don’t relate to Zutara? Is “The Great Divide” really that bad? The comics? The Legend of Korra?

Okay, let's split these in categories

What I dislike about the original show

How we never really see much about the cultures of the Air Nomads and Water Tribes, and that the planned episode about Aang's parents was scrapped.

How Ty Lee basically has no arc and just went from "Hates being part of a matched set" to "Happily part of a matched set."

How Toph didn't really get any resolution with her parents, be it a reconciliation or a decision to cut contact like Zuko did with Ozai.

How the Lion Turtle wasnot introduced much earlier and instead used a Deux Ex Machina. We all know Aang won't kill Ozai, guys, you don't have to pretent, just let us know there's something Aang can to do avoid it and go revealing stuff about energybending little by little, then give us the final piece of the puzzle in the finale.

How the White Lotus was clearly a retcon that stopped making any sense after season two and that they're actually pretty fucking useless when you think about it.

How the show basically forgot that Iroh was very much a villain in season one, and for most of his life, therefore he has no right to call Azula crazy and dismiss her as a lost cause.

How Iroh says it wouldn't be right for him to kill Ozai, even if he could, because history would just see it as just a brother killing another brother for power, then IMMEDIATELY sending his 16-year-old nephew to a battle to the death with his 14-year-old niece - all while the White Lotus FINALLY decides to do SOMETHING and frees Ba Sing Se...

...Which looks horrible for Iroh when we think "Oh shit, last time he tried to capture it because he thought it was his destiny, his son died, and now he sent his nephew to a battle in which nearly dies and gets another scar while he's off trying to free that same city because of destiny again." (Seriously, when it comes to Ba Sing Se, don't let Iroh do ANYTHING other run a tea-shop in it. Somehow it always shows the ugly side of his personality).

How "Sokka's Master" is really an episode that did not need to exist at all because while Sokka had always wanted to be a warrior, he never really expressed any insecurity about being a non-bender and was only ever teased about it once. It just felt like an obligatory "The dude with no powers is important too!" episode and not a natural stepping stone of the narrative.

As for "The Great Divide" it is a pretty boring episode... but it's not as bad as people say. I don't think the original Avatar had any episodes in which nothing is important or at least creative and/or cool. I like the music in it, the world-building is kind of neat, the theme of helping refugees is pretty coherent with a show about war, and the animation changes when we are told the versions of the story on what these people hate each other was pretty cool.

What I dislike about the novelizations of the show

While some of the attempts of exploring how characters felt in some scenes really works and provides some interesting interpretations, others just fall completely flat and feel a bit OOC.

What I dislike about The Lost Adventures comics

That ridiculous story with Katara being way too pushy with Aang's training for no reason and refusing to communicate with him when he wants to talk about the kiss on the day of the invasion. She would never treat him like this.

What I dislike about the Azula In The Spirit Temple comic

The bits that remind me "Oh yeah, that's supposed to be set in the same universe of the Yang comics." Other than that, it is a pretty good stand-alone story and it allowed Azula to be turned into a deeply offensive stereotype about the mentally ill.

What I dislike about (most of) the comics and Korra

Nearly everything. Seriously, I don't know how the reception to these were mostly mixed instead of on the same level of hatred the fandom has to the Shyaman movie. The character assassination and lack of understanding of what made the original story good is EXACTLY the same, yet because it had Bryke's approval/involvement people expect me to take it as canon and it's NOT gonna happen.

What I dislike about the Netflix version

It exists. I'm sick of all the bullshit, souless remakes/reboots that are clearly just crash-grabs for companies that completely forgot they can make money AND art at the same time. I especially hate the trend of beautiful 2D animation being replaced with cheap cosplays, ugly CGI and poor lighting to pretend it is the "dark, mature version of the story"

What I dislike about the fandom itself

To make a really, really, REALLY long list very short and not really rank them 'cause it'd take forever:

1 - The blatant ableism towards Toph and Azula.

2 - The constant delusion about Avatar being "just like Game Of Thrones" and "not a kid's show."

3 - The people still insisting that the Netflix version, Korra, and the comics are good or "not that bad."

4 - The weird way some people act like Zuko was the first character to ever get a redemption arc and that everyone who does it now is taking inspiration from it.

5 - The refusal to accept that uncle Iroh was never perfect, both due to oversight of the writers AND deliberate narrative choices.

6 - The people that act like the show was trash just because of a few bad choices.

7 - The people that act like the show is perfect.

8 - The people that act like Bryke's interpretations are the only ones that matter.

9 - The inability to not harrass others for not agreeing with them.

10 - The weird, stupid people that act like Sozin and Azulon were not that bad and not just as power-hungry, racist and cruel as Ozai.

11 - The people that don't understand how Aang killing Ozai would be character assassination AND a deep betrayal of the themes and morals of the story.

12 - The people that keep losing their shit if you want a character like Azula to have a redemption arc because it'd "make Zuko's less especial" (it wouldn't, and I know that because HE WASN'T THE ONLY CHARACTER TO GET REDEEMED IN THE STORY, hell, he wasn't even the first).

13 - The downright offensive and disgusting need the fandom feels of sweeping Zuko's mistakes under the rug, no matter how bad they are, because they think he needs to be perfect otherwise he was not truly a victim of abuse.

14 - The way people just full on make shit up to support their headcanons, ships and theories.

15 - The blatant racism.

[your-local-biromantic-ace]

Hello! Can i request for a dg/james x reader

The reader has known dg since he james and is dg's manager, they aren't a fighter but is also weaker than normal people because they are just lazy. So the reader has been in love with james since the first time they saw him and has been helping him with planning since they are more of strategist. They just think james can do no wrong and james always prioritize the reader's safety, needs, likes, comfort, etc.

James is also just as much if not more smitten with the reader and he just loves the reader so much. He has alqays been protecting the reader, comforting them whenever they had breakdowns because being related to james was not an easy task much less being in a relationship but the reader still never left him and he is grateful.

The reader might be weak physically hut they are mentally strong. Do you know cale henituse? The reader is just like him they think they are using people who they get on james's side or allies with but in reality everyone is grateful to have them

Anything is okay it could just be fluff or them planning something related to daniel park or reader being jealous or dg snapping at people who talked bad about reader when he was james or as dg

Just anything related to this guy please!!!

It could just be your own hcs about dating him too!

I just want a dg or james x reader please🥺

This turned out to be veryyyyyy long...😟

Sorry😔

Petty people with their traumatic tactics

➤・ James Lee x Gender neutral!Reader

➤・One shot ; Headcanons

➤・ ooc James(?) , violent bullying tactics

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:: Author's note ⇐

Hello anon!! Don't worry about it being too long, I love your idea (≡^∇^≡)!! Unfortunately the main fic kind of strays away from your idea so I added a few General Headcanons at the end if you don't mind ^^

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Being James' s/o means that your life will be a lot more tough and troublesome that it already was. Not that you aren't ready to jump in hell for him.

Not only was James a Genius, ranking at the top everytime at everything, he was handsome. Such amazing attributes means that he would become everyone's crush. It was expected that when rumours of the two of you dating spread like wildfire, the jealous evil eyes would fall on you.

It wasn't the first time James told them off and snapped at them when he heard them bad mouthing you. They just decided to act like angels in front of him. Showing their fangs towards you when he would leave the scene.

They were jealous. That's it. You always decided to pay no heed to their words. Even though they would get on your nerves sometimes. After all, they would all move on eventually. Boy were you dead wrong. You could never guess that people can go this far , just because you're dating their crush. After all, it just happened in stories ,..right?

Mentally, your body had no limits, you were intelligent, intelligent enough to rank second after your boyfriend, endure most things, etc etc but physically, you were weaker than a normal person.

"Awww y/n~ your face looks like hell, let me fix that for you" You heard Soo-young, your classmate say,you immediately taking steps back to escape only to be stopped by her friend, grabbing your arms and restraint them. The girls were known for their violent bullying tactics, and you were in an empty classroom, no one there to help you.

"Let go of me! " You struggled against her grasp, trying to free yourself. Only to be punched in the stomach by Soo-young, making you wince in pain as your knees immediately gave away, making you collaspe. Soo-young's friend, immediately releasing the grasp she hadhad , you held your stomach in pain as tears started to form in your eyes.

"Y/n ~ it's not nice to squirm like that, I'm only trying to help you.. " The girl said in a taunting tone, bending down and firmly grabbing your cheeks, making you face her .

You had never thought you would be a victim of such bullying. You tried to pry the girl off you , moving your face away from the red lipstick as she horribly swiped it across your lips and cheek .

" What the fuck get off m—" You winced in pain, the girl slapped your face, hard and again grabbed your jaw. Her face now dead serious as she spoke

" Don't you dare scream. You don't wanna know what I would do to you if you did"

"Soo-young !! I found the sissors!! "

The girl looked at her friend and gave a creepy grin at you. You could only shake your head in fear, as you feared for what could happen

"Y/n~ are you ready for your new haircut? "

You shut your eyes tight as you protected your head.

"What do you think you're doing . " You heard a familiar voice say.

You immediately looked up to see James. He held Soo-young's wrist and pulled it away from you. Throwing the sissors away from anyones grasp. The girl immediately rose up and tried to justify herself.

" A-ah! James -- Oppa— I was - she ask- she asked me for the sissors I was just giving it--" Soo-young stuttered as she failed to explain herself only to be interrupted by James.

"Why don't you explain it to the Principal then? He would love to hear your explanation. " You could see the grip on he had on her wrist tighten before fully letting her go. Had you ever seen him this mad before?

Soo-young immediately held her wrist to soothe pain.You could see the fear she felt upon seeing James. It was best for flee away before anything else happens.

"You- you'll regret this! Just you wait y/n! " Soo-young yelled out as she ran out of the room, her friend following her .

" THERE WON'T BE A SECOND TIME FOR YOU TO DO THIS TO THEM!! " James shouted at them, making sure that they heard every single word he said. He then looked towards you. If you were being honest, you were a little scared of him. You were so used to his composed , straight face, even when he was fighting, even when he told anyone off, seeing him this mad made you shiver.

His expression immediately changed to a soft one as he hurried towards you, kneeling down at your height . His hand slowly reached towards your cheek, caressing it softly as he examined your face with pure concern. You immediately reached out to him, wrapping your arms around his body and crying on his shoulder.

"Shhh... It's okay, it's okay, I'm here now... " He repeatedly mumbled, comforting you , rubbing your back as you cried loudly in his shoulder, as he mumbled soft sorrys as he was not there to protect you in time. He then let you go of his embrace, making you face him.

"Shhhh... Let's get you cleaned up okay? " He said as he wiped the tears off your face, and placed a soft kiss on your forehead before helping you get up.

There was only much water could do to the lipstick stain. James gave you a mask for you to wear and the two of you went home to properly clean up.

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You sat on his bed as he wiped your face with micellar water.

"... The lipstick stain is mostly gone, did they hurt you anywhere else? " James asked, continuing to wipe your cheek.

"Hmm.... They punched my stomach... " You noticed his movements stop as soon as you said that.

".. What.? Does it hurt? " James said, placing his hand on your cheek and made you face him. You could see worry written all over his face.

"... Not much.. Just aches a bit... " You mumbled.

"Stay here, I'll bring an ice pack for you" James said, placing a soft peck on your forehead before he left the room.

You took your phone which was beside you and looked at your face through the camera.

You looked like a hot mess. Your eyes were red from crying so much, there was a pink hand print from that slap, you couldn't dare to imagine your face with the previous red stain she scribbled on your face with.

You were mad. Mad at Soo-young's petty tactics, does she think you'll stay away from James if she bullies you like this? God bless her other victims, you couldn't think what she had done to others by the way she bullied you.

You heard James return with an ice pack which he gave to you.

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"So... How will you —" James said only to be immediately interrupted by you.

"Oh she'll pay for what she did James. I'll make sure of it. " You said , not really facing him as you immediately started to plot for her demise. James could see your eyes turn red with anger. He grinned. You were returning to your usual self

Soo-young chose the wrong person to bully. You were out for blood.

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Some general Headcanons

- James loves when you get serious when you're planning a strategy for something. He just thinks you look cute and something about you planning something and showing off your intelligence makes him weak.

- He would always check in on you whenever you're working, bringing in snacks and a bottle of water, and he stays with you, ensuring that you take breakes and not try to stress much.

- Let's just say he actually tried to make you learn atleast the basics, so that you could defend yourself in case he wasn't there. He terribly failed 😔😔 (it's like Og Daniel and Sophia except James just wants you to learn the basics). Well, it's not like you would get in trouble much anyways.

- I don't think you would reveal your face, acting behind close doors. It's for your own safety. So there are silly rumours about you. Both of you always have a good laugh whenever you two hear those rumours .

- imagine you also being there with James and Eugene in ch 431

- like the atmosphere is thickk between you and Eugene and it's not good , like you don't trust Eugene and he doesn't trust you either.

- you two just keep an friendly smile on your face but James swears that he saw pitch black aura seeping away from both of you.

[gaybananabread]

Hi Kasey! I'm honestly happy everytime I read your fics, it was all beautifully written & looks so effortful!! If you have time, please consider writing a fic with lee reader, with lers todoroki and bakugou hehe (I'm thinking the reader is a new/transfer student to UA, and initially scared of bakugou and todoroki because of their "intimidating presence" during the UA Sports Festival). Deku wanted to show that both of his frends (Baku and Todo) are actually approachable, so Deku introduced the reader to them, and somehow say something that makes them tickle the reader lol (probably deku's saying the reader is ticklish or telling todo & baku in advance that the new student "reader" is intimidated by them so they show their playful sides when introduced to the reader) The readed can be male/gender neutral, but please no foot tickles, thank youu!!! Have a wonderful day Kasey!

AJASHSJ THANK YOUUUU!! That is so sweet, I'm happy you like my writing! 💚 Hopefully they arent too OOC, I really need to watch the new season (TwT) Little disclaimer, the bitch went and deleted itself when my platform updated, so I pumped most of it out at midnight. I'm sorry this is so late, I hope you Enjoy!

Lee: Gender Neutral Reader

Lers: Todoroki and Bakugou

Summary: A new transfer student at UA, you're a bit scared of Bakugou and Todoroki's whole demeanors. Midoriya gives them some tips on how to seem less threatening. 

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!!

You had been at UA for almost two weeks, most of class 1A warmed up to you pretty quickly. You had finally figured out your class schedule, gotten used to Aizawa's power naps, and made a few friends. The only thing you hadn't gotten used to was how... intimidating some of your classmates were.

Todoroki and Bakugou weren't bad, they just didn't have a very friendly air to them. Bakugou screams and cusses, you were afraid to look at him wrong. And Todoroki... his stoic silence was enough to ward you away. He always seemed like he wasn't in the mood to talk.

One student you managed to befriend was Izuku Midoriya. The greenette did his best to make sure you were comfortable, introducing you to other students and rambling about their interests and skills. It was a bit hard to follow, but he helped you. He also couldn't help but notice your aversion to his two classmates.

He decided to do something about it.

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"Come on Kacchan, you know I didn't mean it like that!" 

Midoriya had tried talking to the pair about their demeanors, and it went about as well as you can image. Bakugou was not pleased.

"I do NOT need to change for the newbie!" His signature scowl was on his face, his palms crackling as he yelled. He was a touch offended that Midoriya had asked him to dial it back a bit. He's not that scary... right?

"Kacchan... Please? I just want them to feel comfortable around you two." Todoroki hadn't said a word, though his brows were slightly furrowed. He didn't think he came off that intimidating. Sure, he didn't talk much, but you weren't afraid of him... right?

"Look, I'm not saying you two need to change. Just... show your human sides. Be playful, show them you can have fun." He wracked his brain, trying to think of what his classmates could do to show their new friend their playful sides. 

An idea popped into his head, making his face light up. Each of his friends had wrecked him within the past month. It's mostly harmless, and a great way to establish a playful relationship with the new student. "I got it! How about you two tickle them!"

Both students blinked, registering his suggestion. Bakugou was the first to react. "Uh, the fuck? How is that gonna help, Deku?!" Todoroki nodded, seeming to agree with the firey blonde.

"Okay, you two need to seem less intimidating, more approachable. You need to be playful! What's more playful than tickling?" Todo bit his lip, considering this. It had admittedly been kinda fun to tickle Midoriya, but with them? He didn't know if it was the best way to go about it.

"I don't know. What if it makes things worse?" Deku sighed, choosing his words carefully. Bakugou was still mumbling, surprisingly giving him a moment to talk.

"I'm not saying it's guaranteed, but it may help. And you didn't hear it from me, but... they kinda like it." That simple sentence took almost all hesitation out of Todoroki. He was still a bit iffy, but if they like it, it's worth a shot.

"Okay, I'll play. They like it, it's an idea. But you seriously think they're just gonna let us waltz up and tickle them? I'd beat the shit outta someone if they did that." The blonde's tone was shockingly neutral, the usual heat replaced with curiosity and skepticism. He wanted to meet you, to take away most of that unnecessary fear. You seemed decent.

"Well, no. Be sneaky about it. You guys are creative, just use a little teamwork. I believe in you!" These ideas could work. You needed to get used to the duo, and they needed to work on their people skills. It's a win-win, if they go for it.

Todoroki huffed before nodding. "I'll try it." His answer was short, yet it was all Midoriya needed. The dual-quirked student was willing to try and get to know you. If that meant being a little silly, so be  it. 

"Okay! What about you Kacchan?" 

The blonde rolled his eyes, a small smile forming on his face. "Fine. Let's try it." 

-

You were sitting on the main room couch, trying to relax. Training that day had been a bit rigourus, leaving you kinda tired. Needless to say, you were more than a little surprised when you saw both Bakugou and Todoroki enter the common room. 

You were downright shocked when they both waved at you, coming to join you on the couch. Todoroki leaned on the back of the couch while Bakugou sat down beside you. Tension quickly found it's way into your frame, their combined prescence wracking your nerves.  

"Uh... hey guys. You need something?" They look between eachother, as if having a silent debate. Apparently, Bakugou lost, grumbling something before he speaks to you. 

"Jus' wanted to say hi. You seem decent, not like the other extras. Great smile, too." Okay, that's a bit out of left field. Hot-tempered Bakugou, complimenting your smile? He seems... almost playful. It's a complete 180 from the Katsuki you're used to. 

Todoroki, who's been characteristically quiet, said something that surprised you. "He's right. Your laugh is quite nice." You let your guard down, just enough to loosen the muscles in your shouders and arms. This... wasn't what you were expecting at all.

Seeing you relax, they moved onto Phase 2 of their poorly-discussed plan. Bakugou moved his hand to your side, stopping just shy of your skin. You couIdn't help but freeze up, seeing his fingers twitch ever-so sligty, just inches away from making contact. Clearing your troat, you looked back up at Todoroki.

Both students wore the same mischevious expression. The smile compliments, wiggling fingers, smirks... Oh shi-

Before you could react, 10 wiggling fingers descended on your sides. Baku's tickles were rough and fast, quickly sending you into a giggle fit. "Bakugohohohou! Whahat are you dohohoing?!" 

The explosive teen smirked, continuing the onslaught on your poor sides. "Tickling you, dumbass. What else would I be doing?" You batted weakly at his hands, not putting up much of a fight. You didn't really mind. At least not nearly as much as you were pretending to. 

Feeling a bit left out, Todoroki grabbed your arms, holding them above your head. Using his free hand, he gently prodded at your armpit. The difference between Todo's light, teasing tickles and Baku's fast, rough torment had your head reeling, little squeaks dotting your laughter. 

You could fuel Bakugou's hands exploring, slowly making their way across your stomach. Todoroki contined to tease your armpit, occasionally moving down to knead your ribs. The moment the blonde's fingers reached your belly button, you squealed and twisted in Todo's grip. 

Baku took the opportunity to tease you, wanting to establish a playful mood. "Found your giggle button, eh? The squeaking is cute, keep it up." 

If you had the choice, you would *not* have kept it up. Being called "cute" by Bakugou wasn't something you felt like reliving. But, with a teasing explosion boy on your belly, you couldn't help but continue.

Todoroki kept his pace steady as he teased your  armpit. He didn't want to go too far. The gentle tickling was somehow worse, building up you anticipation and setting your nerves on fire.

You wriggled and squirmed, making a show out of trying to escape. They saw right though your act. It was adorable, they thought. 

"You really do have a nice laugh. It's good that you like this, we're having fun as well." It was shocking to hear Todoroki say this. The typically stoic, resigned teen's comment sends heat to your cheeks. They chuckle at your blush, deciding not to comment on it. 

"N-noho I'm nohot! Shuhuhut uhup!" The teasing made it all twice as bad, their sweet words ramping up your sensitivity. On top of that, Todoroki started to actually tickle you, digging his fingers into your armpit and ribs. It's not unpleasant, but just enough to bring loud belly laughter from you. 

The intensity increase wasn't awful, but you were reaching your limit. A bright red hue had taken over your face, slowly spreading down your neck. Your squirming had doubled and contained actual effort at this point. It was getting to be a lot.

The pair picked up on this rather quickly. Todoroki was the first to stop, nudging Bakugou to do the same. After a few quick scratches on your belly button, he stilled his hands and backed off. The half-and-half student started to rub small circles into your back, letting go of your arms.

You were still giggling softly, phantom tickles buzzing on your belly and ribs. Todo smiled as you caught your breath, rubbing the calming circles while Bakugou grabbed some water. They had both learned from Midoriya that aftercare is important.

One glass of a water later, you had managed to stop giggling, your cheeks' glow fading to a light pink. Bakugou sat on the couch beside you, a small smirk on his face. You felt like you should say something, though your mind came up blank at the thought. They seemed to understand this, sitting on either side of you as the TV is turned on. Words aren't needed, those two have got this covered. 

As for your thoughts on them...

You definitely weren't as intimidated by them after all that. At least, not for the same reasons. The difference then: they were seriously good at tickling you. They know you enjoy it, but don't judge you or take it too far...

Maybe they aren't so bad after all.

[kasagiggles]

Hi kasa!! If you have time, please consider writing lee kaeya with lers collei and sucrose hehe (I know that collei and sucrose are now friends thanks to the mondstadt event), and sucrose voicelines "about kaeya" is so funny lol, and kaeya also known collei based on the official manga. I think 3 of them would make good chemistry on a tickle fic (2 shy lers with 1 "usually ler" lee), thank you in advance!!! P.S. please no foot/palm tickles hehe

hi anon!! i’m so so sorry this took a very long time but i hope you enjoy!! <3 ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

₊ ⊹ lee : kaeya

₊ ⊹ ler(s) : sucrose , collei

i apologize in advance if they’re ooc (＃＞＜)

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“come on girls, what’s wrong? this is my job everyday you know.” kaeya teased, enjoying the annoyed expressions stuck to the faces of the green haired girls.

“kaeya, i know it’s good to train for this type of work but… neither of us have jobs like yours.” sucrose said in her usual gentle tone.

“i’m well aware, to be honest. i just needed some extra help organizing my office today.” he said shamelessly. collei groaned, leaning back into her seat. when she imagined her vacation to mondstadt, she didn’t think she’d be doing other people’s work.

“master kaeya, do you think this is what i want to be doing on vacation?” she said, as politely as she could.

“well you’re always helping around in sumeru, no? it will only take a little bit.” collei groaned again, sulking into her chair.

collei wanted to teach kaeya a lesson, nothing violent of course, but something to get him to stop. a brilliant idea suddenly arose in her head, something tighnari would always do when she misbehaved.

”hey, sucrose…” she proceeded to whisper to the girl. sucrose’s ears perked up triumphantly, it was clear she was on board with this plan.

both of the girls stood up, making their way over to kaeya as he obliviously searched through a bookshelf, completely unaware of their evil antics.

before he knew it, he felt a pair of arms wrapping him in a tight hug.

“oh- what’s?-“ he was cut off by a feeling of shock as he felt ten fingers gently tickling his waist.

“ah..ahaha… hehey stop!!” he fought the urge to squirm insanely, trying to maintain his composure.

but the nimble fingers did not hold back, each stroke became more and more unbearable as they mercilessly scribbled around his stomach.

“STOHOHOHOP!!!” his laughter increased in volume, he threw his head back, growing weaker from the tickles.

“only if you let us go!!” collei demanded, squeezing at his hips.

“GYAHAHAH!!! FINE FINE YOU WIHIHIN!” he pleaded, to his surprise, the tickles did not immediately stop.

“I SAHAID OKAHAY!!” he squealed, the two girls have never seen this side of kaeya, and it was quite enjoyable.

at last, collei slowed her fingers to a stop, leaving a flustered kaeya in front of them. his cheeks were red from embarrassment.

“okay… you girls can.. go.” he said in between breaths. “just… don’t tell anyone about this.”

“thanks master kaeya!” they both said in unison, as if they hadn’t just messed with the captain. they proceeded to gleefully skip out of the room, excited to continue their day that was now free of work.

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SIGHING. SO LOUD.

Anyways, could I pretty please, as long as it causes no detriment to you, could I pretty please beg for let!Andros from power rangers in space with the prompts 46, 47 and 51? Please dont feel forced as this is really silly! Love you and your writing ♡♡

# After a mission

Power rangers // Ler!Andros, Lee!Reader // Fanfic, probably a one time fandom but who knows/lh, probably really ooc, also stop being self deprecating in my asks >:[/lh/nm/aff

"This is all super new to me." "I think i like this, can you do it some more?" "I'm not going to be taken down by something as childish as tickling."

This was not how you expected the time after a mission to go, but you know what? It's not like you were complaining.

Sitting peacefully by Andros honestly both of you just minding your own business with the occasional conversation in between, it was nice; really.

You watched him as he fiddled in silence, slowly reaching over to your sore shoulder and rubbing at it gently. You grunted.

His gaze immediately shot up, raising a brow and tilting his head. He watched you for a moment before breaking the silence.

"Are you okay?"

You glanced up towards him, offering him a little smile. "Just sore." You responded quietly.

And really, you thought it would be left at that as the silence returned.

Except it wasn't left at that.

Before you even fully processed it, he was already behind you, brushing aside your hair with a careful touch.

You tensed for just a second before letting out a small hum of appreciation after a second at the gentle carress.

"Can i help you?" He questioned you softly, placing his hands gently on your shoulders but making no other moves.

...Atleast he was honest about it.

You raised an amused brow and let out a quiet chuckle at the feeling. "You want to massage me?"

"Yes."

You rolled your eyes good naturedly before letting out another quiet hum, not quite seeing anything wrong with the touchness nor the closeness. So you shrugged, bringing his hands still perched on your shoulders along with the movement.

"I don't see why not." You paused before looking back at him to the best of your ability. "You better be damn good at it though.." You teased lightly.

He let out a soft amused huff, but otherwise didn't respond as he started rubbing your shoulders- and holy hell where did he learn that?

You let out a soft sigh, letting your muscles untense as he soothed your aching gently.

It was nice, peaceful and soothing. The feeling of his soft and gentle hands working your tired muscles.

Except until it wasn't.

His fingers passed your lower back after he'd decided your entire back needed a massage, and you- damn you- let out a squeak.

Andros looked up at you slowly, pausing his ministrations for now.

"Are you... alright? Did i hurt you?" He asked, looking back down to your lower back for a second.

You instantly felt your cheeks becoming a little hot. "It's nothing." You quickly responded.

He didn't seem to buy it, at all, damn him and how stupidly observant he is and-

He tore you straight from your thoughts at he ran his fingers along your lower back again, this time coaxing a surprised snort from you.

And he kept going with it, drawing all kinds of noises from you that you really didn't want to be making.

"I am not going to be taken down by something as childish as tickling!" You stubbornly, and maybe stupidly, announce in a fit of snorts from surpressed giggling.

"Tickling..." He muttered.

Oh, and you signed your own death certificate, handy!

Hands show towards your sides, you lurched forward protectively- not even being to stop the sudden burst of laughter that escaped you.

Andros, for his part, just grinned.

"Damn it!" You squeal out, reaching for his hands, which proved quite the feat as he just kept avoiding you, damn him you were going to-

He apparantly, also, had a habit of not letting you finish your thoughts. Suddenly pulled onto his lap with your back against his chest, you really didn't have much of a defense against the flurry of fingers on your stomach.

"Fuck you!" You sputtered out, your cheeks hot as he skittered along your skin.

"Mhm, whatever you say, star." Andros teased in response, a little grin forming on his lips as he watched you squirming in his lap.

He raised a brow, watching your frankly adorable little giggle fit. "This is all super new to me." He eventually murmured, not really trying to be heard over your hysterical giggling.

You had, however, lost all ability to form proper sentences. "Shut up!" You shrieked out in retort.

He let out a quiet hum. "I don't think i want to." His hands shot down towards your hips, squeezing gently and thoroughly enjoying the screech that promptly ripped from your throat.

You reached one of your hands up to cover your mouth as little squeaks left your lips. Turning your head away in embarrasment as your shoulders shook with your giggles.

Andros wasn't having any of that, he removed one hand just to gently pull your hand down. He smiled. "Let me hear you."

If it was possible, you probably would've blushed even harder at that.

His other hand just continued his squeezing, occasionally moving down just to flutter along the top of your thighs. It made you want to crawl out of your skin- and at the same time, you kinda wished he wouldn't stop.

"Come on!" You protested with a small whine, half-heartedly.

He chuckled softly, slowly bringing his hands back down to flutter gently along your stomach- enjoying the soft giggles it produced. "Come on what?" He raised a brow.

You giggled and squeaked, bringing your hands down to gently hold onto his wrists. "Just-" You didn't finish, not really having any arguments for your case- nor even really a case to have arguments for.

He shrugged, moving his attacks to the sides of your belly. "Nothing to say?" He grinned and chuckled, shaking his head fondly.

Eventually his assaults slowly died down as his hands moved back to rub at your shoulders.

You panted and gasped for air, still feeling the phantoms of his touch across your torso, but appreciating the returning touches on your shoulders. Tired giggles spilling from your lips.

"That was fun." He mused, a lilt of amusement evident in his voice as he listened to your tired giggles.

"Whatever..." You muttered in reply, your breathing calmly as you restted your back against him.

"Mhm, 'whatever' me all you want, you didn't say stop once."

Oh damn him, damn him and all he has. You whined turning your head away.

"I suppose..." You started after a long pause. You sigh. "I think i liked that, can you.. do it more?"

And it's now like you meant more now, but the way he grinned and instantly decided he wanted to try out attacking yours ribs; it was kinda hard to tell him no.

Not that you were complaining, really. You may have dug your own grave just a little, but you decided it was snug enough.

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Mistynat. 50. Please 🥺

How did I know you'd request MistyNat? 50) out of love. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Misty X Natalie 

Summary: MistyNat is just themselves 

Warning(s): I dk what the fuck this is. It's an AU of some kind. MistyNat are on the OOC side of things.

A/N:  Consecutive criticism is appreciated. I SUCK at Titling my work.

Words: 2,561

____PAST___ Misty wasn't sure when her feelings went from I want to become friends to best friends to maybe something more. All she knew was that when she saw Natalie in elementary school, she wanted to be close to the other girl, even if it meant becoming a close acquaintance.

Lucky or unlucky, Misty had a few opportunities to become Natalie's friend though it would be hard. Cause one, they had playdates together. But it was hard to be alone with Natalie on these playdates. You see, they weren't the only ones involved on these playdates. Six other girls were a part of them, Vanessa, Taissa, Charlotte, Laura Lee, Jackie, and Shauna.

Laura Lee was nice to her, and sometimes so was Jackie and Charlotte. But the other girls didn't like Misty that much. They kept on playing games where Misty was either ignored or had a small role to play. Misty didn't know why the other girls kept doing these things. But if it meant that she could play with Natalie, maybe they weren't so bad.

Misty remembers this one time that Laura Lee and Charlotte were sick. So they couldn't join in on their normal playdate. But the other girls said they would play hide and seek. Vanessa was going to be seeking. Misty thought that she must have had a pretty good hiding spot. Cause Natalie had to come a find her before the streetlights turned on and a thunderstorm started. It was only raining when Natalie found her. Even though Natalie didn't look happy after finding Misty, Misty was thrilled that her favorite person was the one that found her.

She was so happy that Misty ended up kissing Natalie on the cheek. Of course, Natalie told Misty off and told her not to do that again in her grumpy manner. That is what Misty would call it whenever Natalie looked unhappy with something she or someone else did something Natalie didn't like. But that didn't matter cause Natalie was the one that found Misty that day.

___PRESENT____

Natalie sighed. She remembered that day and how she wanted to kick their asses for leaving Misty out in the rain as they played inside. She and Jackie were the only two who tried to look for Misty. But it was up to Natalie once Shauna got her claws into Jackie. She still wants to kick their asses. When she learned what happened that day, even Laura Lee had a few strong words. But at least now Misty realizes what they did was wrong, yet she still wants to hang out with them. Natalie looked over at where Misty was sitting in their shared apartment.

The tiny woman was curled up in a blanket, reading a mystery novel. She was smiling as she shook her head. Misty was a lot of things, and even if some of those things made Natalie cringe at times, Natalie still cared for her.

Smiling as she walked over to where Misty was sitting, Natalie leaned over and kissed her cheek—chuckling when Misty jumped a little. Natalie ducked when Misty tried to playfully smack her, heading toward the kitchen to start dinner.

___PAST__

Now that Misty was in middle school recalled that those playdates stopped long ago. All the other girls joined a team or some club and had different friends. Though Misty noticed that Vanessa and Taissa were still hanging out, so were Charlotte and Laura Lee, Jackie and Shauna were still best friends. Natalie still talked to them but started hanging out with different people. Even Misty would wave at the girls when she saw them in the hallway. However, the only ones that waved back were Laura Lee, Charlotte, and sometimes Jackie.

Natalie would either roll her eyes or wave her off. Misty understood that she was playing tuff around her new friend group. Misty would respect that Natalie was making an image for herself. One that Misty thought suited her and understood. Natalie was part of the bigger outcast group, while Misty was the nerd at the top of her classes. Did she like it when Natalie's new friends made fun of her or pulled some prank on her? Of course, she didn't, yet Misty didn't mind it that much. It was just part of being in middle school, right?

Though most of their pranks were pretty harmless, that was until they all reached high school. Misty remembers this prank that seemed to come from a movie or television sense. It was after gym class, one where they all would have to take a shower. Misty was the last to enter that changing room, so it wasn't normal for her to hear the showers running. But what was unusual was a group of girls standing in front of one laughing. And what made it even weirder was when the girls saw her; some stopped laughing while others continued. Some even pointed at her.

Even though Misty was used to this kind of treatment, it still stung. However, she'd laugh along or quote someone famous to show that it didn't bother her. But when Misty noticed her clothing in the shower stall, Misty froze. She was shaking with so many emotions that she didn't know how to feel or what to think. That was until she heard a body crashing into the lockers and a familiar voice yelling, "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!!!"

Misty could recognize Natalie's voice anywhere. When she turned around, Misty saw Natalie push one of the girls that bullied her into a locker. Natalie looked pissed; she also looked good with blond hair. However, Misty does miss Natalie's original hair color. Still, Natalie was able to pull off the punk look. And Misty wasn't going to complain. The only thing is Misty didn't want Natalie to get into trouble.

"Natalie… it's fine. I'll wear my gym clothes while I use the school's dryer." Misty said.

Natalie huffed as she backed off from the girl. She waited around until all the other girls left after they finished up with their showers.

"Are you sure you want to use the school's dryer? Can't you have one of your parents drop off another pair of clothing for you?" Natalie asked as she paced back and forth, looking at the ground.

"They aren't home, away on business," Misty replied.

"Oh…" Natalie said, stopping in front of Misty.

"Don't worry; I can take care of myself." Misty paused to check on how dry her clothing was. "Speaking of taking care of myself, you didn't have to do that. I don't want you to get into trouble. Those girls aren't worth it." Misty said, smiling at Natalie before continuing, "I'm used to them doing stuff like that. I can be tuff; don't worry about me."

Natalie clenched her fists, "Why… why do you let them get away with it?" Natalie looks at Misty making eye contact, "They should be getting into trouble for treating people like this. It's not right."

"Your friends bully me, too," Misty said with a shrug. "Maybe one day they'll get into trouble, but until then. I'll deal with it."

"Damn it! I'm sorry about them… I just, you and..." Natalie couldn't find the words, so she impulsively hugged Misty.

Natalie didn't realize what she had done until she heard Misty squeak.

"Fuck! I'm sorry… I should go."

Misty watched as Natalie took off, leaving her stunned. Natalie was rarely physical with anyone. Why didn't Natalie hug her, and in the end, did it matter? No, because Natalie, for whatever reason, hugged Misty. And Misty was going to hold on to that for as long as she could.

___PRESENT___

Natalie was putting the finishing touches on dinner when she felt her arms wrap around her waist. She heard Misty sigh. It wasn't a heavy sigh; it was Misty's content sigh.

"Do you remember when those girls placed my clothing in the shower stall in high school?" Misty asked

"Yes… you still should have let me…"

"Get yourself expelled. No, I'd miss seeing you in the halls too much." Misty said before placing a kiss on Natalie's shoulder.

Natalie felt her heart melt, "You can't say stuff like that."

"Why not… it's true." Misty stated.

"Help me set the table," Natalie said as she tried to change the subject.

Misty looks Natalie over; she knew what Natalie was doing. So she'd let it slide for now. "Okay… it's amazing when you don't burn the kitchen down." Misty giggled at her joke.

"Misty…"

___PAST_____

Misty wasn't a big fan of parties; she just went to them to be a part of something. She was never invited to any parties in high school or middle school. Misty was alright with that because at least she was invited to this party. Then, they finally no longer have to deal with high school and are off to college.

She held a red solo cup filled with god knows what as she walked around the party, only stopping to talk with Laura Lee, Charlotte, and Jackie, to Shauna's dismay. Misty even made some small talk with Vanessa and Taissa. Both girls were upset that they were going to different colleges. Misty still wished them luck and told them that she always thought they made a cute couple. To which Taissa said thank you and smiled at her.

Continuing walking around the party, she found Natalie when the party was winding down. Natalie seemed pretty drunk as one of her goth guy friends tried to get her to leave the party. At that point, Misty marched over to them.

"Natalie, there you are! I was looking over for you." Misty said, giving both Natalie and the guy a smile.

"Misty…" Natalie said, tilting her head to the side.

"Umm… " the guy looked confused.

"Don't worry; I'll make sure Natalie here gets home safely," Misty said, narrowing her eyes slightly.

"If you both can get home safely, I'll go." The guy said before heading out.

"Come on, let's get you home," Misty said as she took Natalie's hand. "Is it okay if we crash at my house? It's closer, and no one is home to bother you about underage drinking."

Once they got to Misty's parents' home, Misty started caring for Natalie. She ensured Natalie had everything she needed before taking care of herself. But Natalie pulled Misty into her lap before she could begin her nightly routine.

"Natalie, what's…"

"Please just let me hold you for a while," Natalie said.

"Okay…"

Misty's back was facing Natalie. So Misty couldn't read her facial expressions. But she could feel her own heart beating crazy in her chest. Her heart felt like it would explode when Natalie gently kissed her shoulder.

"I think I'll miss you when you go to college," Natalie whispered.

Misty took a sharp breath; she didn't think Natalie would ever admit that she considered Misty a friend. This was big and overwhelming. Luckily, Natalie was the one to break the silence first.

"You don't have to say anything right now… but would it be alright if I held you just for tonight?" Natalie asked, pulling Misty closer.

"Yes… of course, and if you ever need me, just let me know, and I'll be there. We don't have to miss each other." Misty said.

Misty rolled around in Natalie's arms, noticing the other girl was already asleep. Misty stayed awake as long as she could, trying to remember how peaceful Natalie looked.

___PRESENT___

After they were done eating and cleaning up from dinner, they both sat in the living room. Misty was in Natalie's lap, brushing a few hairs from Natalie's face.

"What are you thinking about?" Misty asked.

"Nothing much, just the past," Natalie replied, looking into Misty's eyes.

"I was, too," Misty replied, adjusting her glasses. "What part of the past were you thinking about?"

"The you and me parts," Natalie said, pulling Misty closer as she rested her head on Misty's shoulder.

Misty smiled, "Which you and me part of our past?" Adjusting her glasses, she continued, "The part where we were going off to college, and you said goodbye like we were never going to see each other again? Or that you almost kicked one of my bullies' asses? Oh, and then there was that time when we played hide and seek, and you found me before the street lights turned on and the small rainfall turned into a thunderstorm?"

Natalie huffed, she did recall those times, but that wasn't the one she was thinking about. "I was thinking about when Tai smacked me around until I admitted I always had feelings for you." Shaking her head before continuing, "It's funny how badly I wanted to kick her ass after that stunt they pulled when we were kids."

Misty adjusted herself so she was straddling Natalie's lap. "I guess it's good you didn't kick her ass then."

Natalie rolled her eyes, "Yeah yeah… "

"Maybe we should give her a small gift on our anniversary?" Misty spoke as a mini smirk graced her lips.

Natalie glared at Misty before pulling her into a kiss. Yes, kissing Misty felt right, like she was coming home, like she finally found her missing piece. She also loved how Misty always seemed to be a little shocked whenever Natalie kissed Misty.

It was like it was their first kiss.

___PAST___

"Natalie… are you okay? Why do you look like you have been walking around in the pouring rain? And will you stop standing there and get inside already? My dormmate is out on a mini weekend getaway. So you don't have to worry about them." Misty rambled as she went to grab her towel to give to Natalie.

Natalie took a few deep breaths before entering the dorm room. She comes here with a plan and a speech. But as soon as she saw Misty here, her brain didn't want to remember anything but Tai saying that if she was still going to help rent an apartment with her, she better tell Misty how she feels.

"Natalie, are you even listening to me?" Misty chide.

"Umm… no, sorry," Natalie replied.

Misty sighed as she stood on her tiptoes to help Natalie dry her hair. Natalie's arms instantly wrapped around Misty's waist to keep her from falling back. Misty paused, looking at Natalie with curious eyes, tilting her head slightly as if to ask why. But before Misty could ask, Natalie leaned in and kissed Misty.

"Oh…" was all Misty could mutter against Natalie's lips.

Before anything got too heated or Natalie could pull away, Misty did. She needed to know if this was real or if it was something else that she didn't want to label. Misty's eyes asked the question she didn't want to speak.

"I… I… umm," Natalie stuttered over those three words she was so scared of speaking out loud.

Misty nodded before pulling Natalie into a kiss. Misty whispered her love for Natalie against the other woman's lips as Natalie tried to make it clear how much she loves Misty in that one kiss. ____FIN___

[grangerliam]

LIAM GRANGER HEADCANON'S (2/?)

HC: If you're friends with Liam, there's a chance you've seen, at least, one of these movies. If you're close friends with Liam, you've very likely saw majorly, or all, of these films plus some. These would be his top 9 movies, but they are not his only. There's a longer list, some of which involve sequels of the movies mentioned above. -- He also has a crush on Jane Levy because of Evil Dead and Don't Breathe. His first crush was on Jessica Biel as Erin in TCM. OOC Side note: I make my friends watch my favorite horror movies with me, so I know he do, too.

Evil Dead (2013) - A remake to the 1981 movie, and honestly, a damn good one. The main character is a heroin addict, and her friends, and brother take her out to a cabin to help her get clean. One of the friends end up reading from a book that unleashes an evil in the cabin. The main character tries to warn everyone because weird stuff happens and she knows somethings wrong. No one believes her because they just assume she's withdrawing. And it goes about as well as what anyone would expect from there. ---- A royal mention to Evil Dead Rise that came out last year. He also loved that one, and has watched it multiple times. He enjoys the originals simply for that fact alone, they're originals. But he prefers these two.

Don't Breathe (2016) - A movie where neither side is really in the right, and a lot could've been avoided have the main characters not tried to break into a house that wasn't theirs. Nonetheless, a solid movie about three thieves that go up against a blind man who isn't as impaired al they thought. Just cause he can't see, don't his other senses aren't A1. And it's a fight to the death after that.

The Forsaken (2001) - Most people when asked what their favorite vampire movie is, they'd say 'The Lost Boys' or maybe 'Interview with a Vampire'. Liam's is the Forsaken. A underrated movie in his opinion, that takes a interesting spin on the lore of vampires. A film student who is hired to take a car across the country runs into a hitch hitcher who turns his life upside when they both pick up a blonde who seems like she's on drugs outside a dinner. But she was actually bitten by a vampire, and then proceeds to bite the film student when he tries to calm her down. All three are then on a race against time to kill "The Forsaken" which is the head vampire that holds the virus in their blood.

Halloween (1978) - Do I really need to say anything? It's a classic, and it's beloved by just about everyone. Jamie Lee Curtis as Lorie Strode. Arguably #1 Final Girl. Baby sitter, stalker man in a mask who's just trying to stab people. It's a classic.

Nightmare On Elm Street (1984) - Once again, another classic. A very original idea for a killer. Can't go wrong with this sleep traveling demon thing with knives for fingers and a burnt face.

Scream (1996) - Classic, classic, classic. The movie that refreshed the horror genre at its time. A masked killer who calls you and taunts you before he chases you and kills you. A solid story line that follows all 6 movies, without missing a beat. Killer is always human, and always someone you know. Great characters. Sidney Fucking Prescott. He also appreciates the other 5 movies as well.

The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (2003) - A remake of the 1974 film of it's same name. While Liam respects the OG, he finds that this one is a pretty solid remake, and enjoys it occasionally. Jessica Biel is everything in this movie as well, so you know. A group of friends are road tripping across Texas, picks up a hitch hiker, said hitch hiker unalives herself. The group of friends try to find the cops, but instead come into the family of cannibals that make their trip literal hell.

The Ruins (2008) - Four friends are on vacation in Mexico when they come across another man, who befriends them. This man is on the look for his brother as he went on a sight seeing adventure and never returned home. The five of them don't expect much, and the four friends agree to go with their new friend to a place called 'The Ruins'. When they get there, they are immediately trapped there by town people, who don't speak English. So it's a huge miscommunication trope, but they eventually find out that The Ruins are these poisonous cannibal like vines that once you touch them, you are infected. They try to figure out how to get the hell out of there, but everything's against them at that point.

Vacancy (2007) - If we were to ask Liam (or me), what was an underrated movie in our opinions, this one would be at the top of the list. First off, Luke Wilson is phenomenal in this, which you wouldn't think of him as a horror movie actor, but he's fantastic. A husband and wife are on their way home after a family visit. They take the back roads, but their car breaks down, and unable to get a mechanic in the middle of the night, they are forced to say at this hideaway motel until morning. Well, turns out said motel is a breeding ground for snuff films, and these two must work out their differences (they're going through a divorce and lost their child), in order to survive the night.

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Hii! First of all, congrats on the followers, you deserve them all with your amazing writing and content, and superb personality!! ^^ For the request thingy, I was thinking 💜, the magical tickling one, with Pynch? Maybe something where Ronan pulls something out of his dreams that can be used for tickling for him and Adam to use? I just feel like there's a lot of untapped potential with his whole dream thing lol. Lee or ler preferences could be up to you ^^ Congrats again!!

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💜 Purple: magical tickling

Pynch (Adam Parrish x Ronan Lynch)

A/N: YOU'RE TOO KIND THANK YOU! 😩 Also this prompt omg fndkdkf I hope you enjoy it! This one got longer than I expected omg, I hope you don't mind and I hope they're not too ooc. I love them so much 😭😭😭

Loud laughter poured past his lips as Adam brushed that thing against his highest set of ribs on his right side, so close to his underarm. The sensation was driving him crazy in the best way possible and he would go feral if Adam dared to stop.

His whole body jolted when Adam switched spots and moved to Ronan's other side. The thing in his hand, a beautiful golden feather, seemed to vibrate against Ronan's skin and Adam took his time sliding it ridiculously slow against his sensitive ribs.

"Ahahahadaham!" Ronan pleaded, tears of mirth trickling down the sides of his face, getting lost in his hairline. "Plehehease!"

"What's the matter, Ronan?" Ronan could barely hear Adam's voice over his laughter. It sounded distant and he couldn't quite understand what he was saying. "Do you want me to stop?"

No. No, he didn't want that. He wanted Adam to continue forever, even if his lungs were burning and his cheeks ached from smiling so much. He wanted him to continue.

Or at least that was what he thought until he felt the soft tip of the feather finally reaching the very center of his armpit - his eyes snapped open.

"Well, good morning," Adam greeted him with a smirk, lying right next to Ronan. "Did you have a good dream?"

Ronan blinked a couple of times. For some reason, his cheeks felt flushed and his body felt tingly. Butterflies fluttered in his stomach and his lips trembled trying to hold back a nervous smile.

"I bet you did," Adam continued and Ronan felt his ears warming up. "You were giggling and chuckling so much. Did something fun happen in your dream? I know I was there, you kept saying my name."

"Shut up, Parrish. You talk too much so early in the morning," Ronan said, trying to divert the conversation from his dream.

"It's nearly past noon, Ronan," Adam said and Ronan huffed; he was glad when Adam seemed to forget about Ronan's dream.

His mistake was to relax too soon.

"Hmm? What is that in your hand?"

"What? What do you- hah!"

Ronan gasped heavily. There in his hand, clenched tightly, was the beautiful golden feather from his dreams. He opened his hand before he could stop himself and Adam took it quickly, watching it closely.

It was a little crushed by Ronan's hand, but it still shone just like gold, however, the touch was soft, and when Adam gently caressed it, it immediately took its original form, as if it hadn't been a victim of Ronan's strength.

"A feather?" Adam asked curiously, twirling the perfect feather between his fingers. "It's soft, but it feels kind of different, could it be because it came from a dream? ... Ronan? What's wrong with you?"

Ronan was frozen, following every move of that feather. He had really materialized it from his dreams?! He vaguely remembered touching it when Adam had used it on his most sensitive spot, but he never thought he would bring it into this reality!

"Hmm? Is it vibrating?"

Oh dear, Ronan wanted to bury his head in the dirt like an ostrich. He wanted the earth to swallow him whole.

Adam looked at him and Ronan tensed a bit. "You're acting exceptionally weird this morning," he told him, looking into his eyes as if he were trying to figure Ronan out, Ronan tried to avoid his gaze because he knew Adam would be able to. "What could you have been dreaming to bring back a feather? I am curious."

Ronan rolled his eyes. "Don't you know that curiosity killed the cat?" he barked, closing his eyes and shrugging his shoulders. "I don't remember my dream and I don't know why I brought that, I probably just thought it was pretty."

Adam hummed. Ronan knew he hadn't believed him.

"Ah, of course," Adam said and Ronan opened his eyes just to see his smirk widening. "I was tickling you with this, huh?"

Ronan's eyes widened and he hated the heat that gathered in his cheeks. "Listen, Parrish," he said through clenched teeth. "I just told you that I don't remember my dream and-"

"Did I get your worst spot?" Adam asked, ignoring Ronan's words as he slid the feather against his own palm. "I'm sure did, huh? That's why you were laughing and giggling so much?"

Ronan couldn't form words to defend himself. Adam had seen through him and even if he wanted to walk out of this situation, he knew his ridiculously smart and teasy boyfriend wouldn't let him. He gulped, refusing at all cost to admit Adam was right, but he flinched heavily when Adam moved the feather towards him.

Adam chuckled, "you're so easy to read... to me at least," he wiggled the feather in Ronan's direction and Ronan visibly shuddered, the intense ticklish touch of the feather on all his weak spots was still very fresh in his memory. "What? Are you afraid I'm gonna get you as bad as I did in your dream?"

Ronan growled, feeling the heat travel from his cheeks to his neck and up to the tip of his eyebrows.

"I mean," Adam continued, "I could do it if you ask nicely."

Ronan widened his eyes, "Why would I even- agh!"

Ronan wasn't prepared, his defenses were down so he was barely able to defend himself when Adam lunged at him. They wrestled a little on the bed; Adam wanted, at all costs, to dominate Ronan, and Ronan felt that his strength lacked every time the feather caressed his skin accidentally.

He wasn't so surprised to find himself with Adam straddling his hips, both his hands trapped under Adam's knees.

"Adam Parrish. Let go of me this instant or I'm going to punch you right on your pretty face and I-

"Tell me, did I tickle you here?"

Ronan shrieked, immediately clamping his lips together for two whole seconds before he broke into loud laughter as Adam's fingers wiggled against his ribcage.

"Ahahahadaham! Dohohon't! Stahahap, I'll-

"Tell me," Adam ordered, immediately finding Ronan's highest ribs and rubbing his fingers in, in that exact way that made Ronan see stars.

Ronan threw his head back, cackling desperately, "YOU DIHIHID! You dihihihid!"

"Hmm, I would certainly not forgive the me from your dream if I didn't," Adam said, giggling to himself as he kept tickling Ronan's ribs.

Just when Ronan thought he was going to go crazy from the tickles in his ribs, Adam stopped to give him a break.

"Stohohop! It's too ehearly for thihis," Ronan whined, arching his back a bit in an attempt to hide the fact that he was looking for the feather.

Adam laughed making Ronan look at him with a raised eyebrow, "you really are so easy to read," he said, pulling the golden feather from behind him. "Were you looking for this?"

"What- no! Let go now, I mean it, Adam-"

"Tell you what, if you ask nicely, I'll tickle you with this," Adam said, twirling the feather between his fingers before brushing it against Ronan's neck.

The touch was so light and tickly and it vibrated against his sensitive skin. Ronan let out a whiny giggle, shaking his head a bit.

A dream was never going to be enough, but to say it out... he was not so sure he could.

"I can tell exactly what you're thinking," Adam said, grinning down at Ronan, and Ronan didn't have a doubt that he was telling the truth. "Maybe you just need some motivation."

Ronan gasped as Adam grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it up, exposing Ronan's beautiful skin, from his hips to his ribs.

"Ahadahaham!" Ronan squealed with nervous giggles, wriggling under Adam, or at least pretending to, but it was already a fact that he could never fool Adam.

"Ronan," Adam answered and he snickered before the feather made contact with Ronan's tummy.

Ronan widened his eyes before shutting them tightly as sweet, loud and frantic giggles spilled out. Adam swept the tip of the feather in circles around Ronan's stomach, closing in on his navel and focusing on those extra sensitive spots that made Ronan jump with sudden barks of laughter.

His cheeks flushed, not only because he couldn't stop giggling, but because, when he opened one of his eyes to see what Adam was doing, (as if feeling it wasn't enough), he could see that expression on Adam's beautiful face, an expression that even the greatest of idiots could name in an instant: love.

He had already caught Adam looking at him that way a few times. Ronan couldn't deny that his feelings for Adam were already beyond him too, perhaps, they have always been; but neither of them seemed to be able to express those feelings into words and this unconditional love was usually shown in very peculiar ways... just like this.

"Ti- Tihihickle un-uhuhunder m-my ahaharms!" Ronan finally laughed, throwing his head back with a cackle when the feather dipped into his belly button and then quickly fluttered on his lower belly, making his muscles jump.

"What was that?" The tease dripping from Adam's voice made him shiver with anticipation. "I didn't quite hear you, Ronan."

"I'll tehehell you what was that, you lihihittle- ahahahaha! Nohoho!" Ronan jerked when the feather touched the hollows near his hips. "I sahahaid tihihickle mehehe uhuhunder my ahaharms, dahahammihihit!"

"Well, it's just that you're not clear with your words," Adam reproached him playfully and easily pulled one of Ronan's hands out from under his knee and raised his arm over his head.

Ronan arched his back with a hysterical shriek and before he could even stutter out a protest, his shirt was rising to expose his armpit and the feather finally descended on his delicate skin.

Hysterical laughter erupted from Ronan's lips. He twisted and arched and tugged at his arm, but nothing stopped the maddening sensation of that golden feather tickling him, vibrating in that strange way right on his most sensitive spot.

"H-Hohohohold-AHAHAH! I C-CA-CAHAHA!"

He could barely speak with all that laughter pouring out of him, but he could hear Adam chuckling softly as he wrecked him mercilessly.

"You're not being clear with your words again," Adam said, teasing Ronan. "Should I give you more motivation again?"

Ronan shook his head, but Adam ultimately ignored him and he just turned the feather upside down and carefully used the quill to poke and scribble against Ronan's underarm. Ronan screeched with laughter, making Adam laugh.

"You're so ticklish here, Ronan."

Ronan. Ronan. Ronan. Ronan. Ronan.

He wanted him to say his name so tenderly like that, forever.

"Did you have enough?" Adam asked with a chuckle as Ronan's laugh suddenly went silent. "Don't even answer, I know your stubborn ass will say no."

He was right, but Adam did stop and Ronan was able to catch his breath again as he laughed breathlessly. He jumped when the feather touched him again, this time on his side, zigzagging up and down in some kind of soothing affection.

Adam also let go of his arms and Ronan quickly wrapped them around his torso, giggling brightly when the feather moved back to his stomach.

"Stahahap ahahalready!" He giggled, his voice a little hoarse after all his laughter.

"I can't seem to be able to," Adam lied, tracing the rim of Ronan's navel. "Not when I know you like this so much."

Ronan whined and finally covered his flushed face, giggling into his hands as Adam kept tickling him. After a while, Ronan had gotten used to the feeling and the soft tickling was making him doze off a bit.

"Hey, Ronan," Adam said in almost a whisper and Ronan opened his eyes, looking at him curiously. "Let's do your other underarm, hmm?"

"What?! N-No! Wahait! WAHAHAIT!"

They really were bad with words, but their actions definitely spoke louder. Perhaps the day would come when both of them could express all the love they felt for each other in clear words, but in the meantime, this was enough.

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@cherrywoodaxe hi axe Hey axe im ur secret santa!!! i wrote some cute shikalee for u <3 hope u enjoy it! I never wrote shika so apologies if hes ooc i tried ^^"

ao3

  It was the day that Lee had been looking forward to for the entire week, with happiness in his entire soul.

  He was brave, but it took him a long, long time to gather enough courage to ask Shikamaru out– and to his surprise, he had said yes! Lee could barely contain his excitement, already thinking of the many things they would do in a while. Everything was bound to go perfectly– the other boy had even smiled at the request, and didn’t stutter when he said yes. He liked Lee too!

  Now, all that remained was waiting for him to open the door, and Lee couldn’t stop smiling– he had even left his jumpsuit at home for once, and decided to not train too much while he remained in Shikamaru’s company. He would appreciate some calmness, or so Tenten had said when she heard the news.

  There was no need to wait for long– and as soon as Shikamaru had appeared, Lee wrapped him with his arms in a warm embrace, making the Nara let out a soft chuckle before returning the gesture.

  “Hey, Lee,” he said, not really wanting to let go of his companion. 

  “Hello, Shikamaru! Are you ready for your date? I was thinking we could go to a restaurant, or– wherever you want to go,.”

  Oh no– perhaps he had been too excited. The other boy bit his lower lip, taking some moments to reply.

  "Eh, about that…" Shikamaru mumbled and put some distance between the two as he spoke, immediately noticing confusion in his companion's eyes. He looked to the side before continuing. "I'm not sure if I can go to eat something with you. I just– I don't feel like going far today. Going to the village feels like such a drag…"

  All the excitement in Lee's being faded out in one single heartbeat, his eyes losing a sparkle of hope that they had had since the early morning. Had he done something wrong without realizing?

  Shikamaru seemed to realize the shift in his friend's mood, no matter how much effort he put into hiding what he felt. He scratched the back of his neck, talking again.

  "But that doesn't mean I don't want to hang out with you. Let's do something else, how does that sound?" the Nara exclaimed, looking Lee in the eyes once again.

  Lee let out a soft smile when he heard that, regaining his joy with a few words. The other boy couldn't help it but imitate him, hands resting on the sides of his body.

  "Oh! What do you want to do, then?"

  Shikamaru looked at the ground for a moment, putting his hands on his pockets before answering.

  “This might sound stupid to you, and I know. But…” he stirred up for a second, observing Lee’s eyes possibly to see his reaction. “I’d love to just look at the clouds for a while. It’s relaxing, you know? We could do that…”

  “I see! That is not stupid at all, Shikamaru! If that is what you want to do, then we will do it."

  Shikamaru let out a soft smile when he heard this, as if he was expecting a different kind of answer. He let Lee enter his home while he looked for some food to share with him later, saving everything in a small basket that somehow could hold both a blanket and sandwiches on it.

~

  They didn't go far from the Nara's house, looking for a good place between the trees of the woods until a small clearing was found. It was big enough just for two people– Shikamaru must have visited it many times, probably with Chouji alongside him.

  As soon as they prepared their picnic, rustling leaves were heard from nearby bushes. In any other place, Lee would have thought it was a stranger looking to ambush them– but who could be so foolish as to hide in the Nara forest?

  "I think someone is there, Shikamaru," he mumbled, unsure if whoever was near them was friendly or not. It was better to be safe and sorry, and the taijutsu master quickly tensed up– only to relax as Shikamaru placed a hand on his shoulder, barely bothered by the unknown presence.

  His soft smile was reassuring, barely visible in his face.

  "Someone might be there. But I'm sure they're not what you expect them to be," the Nara replied, sitting down on the blanket without stressing too much. "I was wondering how long it would take until they arrived…"

  "You were expecting more people?"

  For some reason, that question made Shikamaru giggle, completely confusing Lee; their picnic was unexpected, there was no way… he didn't know what to say then, and his companion (was it alright to call him a boyfriend on just the first date? Lee wasn't sure) only did a gesture to allow the stranger to come close.

  No words were necessary then. The bushes kept moving, revealing a pair of antlers from between the foliage, followed by the brown head of a young deer; it approached the couple, sniffing everything in silence and observing them.

  "I never said they were a person," Shikamaru commented with a smirk, caressing the animal between its ears. The deer didn't seem to mind, closing its eyes as if it enjoyed the affection, completely ignoring the unknown boy.

  "Ah! Of course, your clan takes care of deer! I almost forgot.”

  He didn’t expect hearing soft chuckles coming from his companion, and that made Lee grin. Although, the taijutsu master decided to remain right where he was, not willing to risk scaring off their unexpected visitor without even realizing. He could swear he saw a pout on Shikamaru’s face that lasted mere seconds.

“Do you want to pet him? He won’t kick you as long as I’m here,” the Nara muttered, doing a gesture with his hand that meant ‘come closer’. Lee obeyed, eyes wide with excitement and awe.

  Carefully, he placed his hand on the buck's head, caressing him without saying anything– he was afraid that the animal would get scared if he raised his voice at all.

  “He is such a lovely deer,” Lee exclaimed calmly, letting go of the creature to allow him to go away if he pleased. But the deer stayed, his gaze fixed on something behind both boys to which Shikamaru groaned.

  “He just wants a damn sandwich, he’s not a ‘lovely deer’. Shoo, Sukoshi, you have your own food."

  The buck dropped his ears and decided to leave, disappearing between the bushes as quickly as he had appeared. Shikamaru let out a tired sigh, grabbing one of the sandwiches and offering it to his companion who gladly accepted.

  "Do you name every deer? Or is Sukoshi an exception?" Lee asked before biting on the food, with genuine curiosity in his voice.

  "Eh, sometimes. I named him, but I don't know how the others are called," his companion replied, gnawing on his own sandwich before talking again. "I have been taking care of Sukoshi since he was a baby, that’s the only reason I know his name. He’s a prankster, he gets all the food he needs and still tries to steal ours.”

  The taijutsu master chuckled, to which Shikamaru smirked without saying anything else.  And after finishing his food, he laid with his back on top of the blanket, patting the other side of the cloth in a silent way of telling Lee to do the same. He obeyed with a soft smile on his face, getting comfortable beside his companion without saying anything at all.

  Then, by complete accident, their hands touched, so softly that if he hadn't been paying attention he wouldn't have even realized. Lee could feel how air left his body, his cheeks warming up as Shikamaru's curious gaze fell on him– the other boy was starting to turn red, too, and that was recomforting somehow. The Nara looked at the sky, acting as if nothing had happened while his fingers found their way to his companion’s, soon being entwined with no words said out loud.

  Lee felt like his heart would explode at any moment by how quickly it was beating, but tried to soothe himself with a steady breathing, like his dad had taught him long ago.

  "Uh… look, that cloud looks like a cat," Shikamaru muttered, trying to change the topic to distract himself more than anything. He pointed at one cloud right after another, commenting his thoughts for his companion to hear. "And that one looks like a ball. It's almost like a perfect circle."

  He decided to go on with that, not willing to get even more embarrassed than he was then.

  “The one under the cat, it looks like a butterfly! Or two hearts... Maybe both.”

  Lee had never seen Shikamaru smile so much, he hadn't complained about anything since the two started to observe the sky, any and all embarrassment forgotten as they held hands and pointed at the many abstract shapes that moved up there, where they couldn’t reach. He looked so cute… ah, Lee could feel his cheeks warming up again just because of his thoughts; his companion was too distracted with the clouds to react.

  (Perhaps, he had decided to act like nothing had happened. That was more likely.)

  Not much happened for a while until Shikamaru let out a yawn, and his companion could now notice how he was struggling to keep his eyes open– he tended to get tired quickly, and the taijutsu master knew it wasn't because of boredom. Most of the time, at least. 

  "Shikamaru… I do not mind if you sleep for a while. I will be here to keep you safe!" he exclaimed, doing a thumbs up to his companion, who scratched the back of his head before replying.

  "Really? But we're on a date, and we haven't done much," the Nara replied, stirring up. He looked to the side before continuing in a soft whisper. "I don't want to sleep… I want to be with you."

  That last part was definitely meant for himself, but Lee heard anyway, his cheeks immediately heating up. Shikamaru shifted closer to him, his hands almost touching his own– almost. He bit his lower lip before changing his mind, getting up from the ground.

  "It is getting late anyways. We can always have another date!" Lee replied, with a huge grin decorating his face as he talked.

  The Nara looked up, observing his friend at first, and then the sky. Blue hues had shifted into orange, and the sun was now hiding far away– he had enjoyed Lee's company so much that  time had flown by too quickly for him to realize. It felt like only a couple of minutes had passed, yet it had been long hours that slipped through their consciousness.

  It was great! He loved enjoying Shikamaru's company so much that time was forgotten, and he probably did too– but everything must come to an end. At least for that day.

  Both boys started to dismount their small picnic without saying anything, as words weren't extremely necessary anymore, and soon began walking out of the woods.

  … It didn’t take much time to go back to Shikamaru's house, in a comfortable silence that neither boy wanted to break– in truth, neither of them knew what to do next, what to say. So quietness was it, keeping each other company for a while, with the last sun rays of the day falling on them.

  Lee wanted to stay, but it was time to return home. Gai would get worried if his son didn't tell him where he was, after all, and he didn't want that to happen.

  "..I had a lot of fun today! If you want, we could have another date someday, what do you think?" he suggested to his companion, who let out a shy smile upon hearing his words.

  "Yeah, I'd like that."

  It was time to go. Lee started to walk back home, waving at the Nara with a huge grin on his face. Then he stopped walking, turning around to look Shikamaru in the eye just to speak once again.

  “Ah, Shikamaru! I almost forgot something!”

  Before the other boy could react, Lee returned to his side and leaned in towards him, carefully placing his lips on Shikamaru’s forehead. A huge grin was now decorating his face, accompanied by a faint blush spread on his cheeks. 

  For a moment, the other boy froze on the spot, processing what had just happened without saying anything. He turned red, and he couldn't say any word at all–

  Instead, Shikamaru placed his hands on Lee's face, smiling softly before giving him a quick kiss without even thinking; he felt surprised when his companion didn't break the connection and rather, surrounded his waist with his arms and grinned, carefully deepening the kiss.

  Neither of them wanted to let go of each other's lips, slowly finding a rhythm in their kiss that was comfortable for both of them. When they broke the contact, it was time to go– not before arranging a second date, that's it.