#400 follower fic

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𝑹𝒂𝒊𝒏 | 𝑨𝒛𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒍 𝒙 𝑭𝒆𝒎!𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

[400 followers celebration]

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: Sleepy voice Az, SMUUUUUUUTTTTTTT — pretty vanilla imo (unprotected p in v, creampie, biting, maybe the slightest hint of shadow play? Idk, I just work here) but it's morning sex, fem!mate reader, hints at possessive Az.

𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 1.4K

“You don't know the things you do to me, shadowsinger.” Your soft voice cut through the serenity of the room, echoing in a whisper as his shadows caressed your neck, gently brushing through your hair.

The dark sheets beneath the two of you rustled as Azriel shifted slightly; his grip on you tightened a small fraction, pulling your body closer to his.

He hummed sleepily, burying his nose in your hair, inhaling that sweet scent he loved so much. 

“I might have some idea.” He murmured, his voice a low rumble, still laden with sleep. Yet you could hear the slight smirk in his tone.

A soft hum of amusement came from you as your fingers delicately traced invisible shapes on his skin. “Why's that?” Your voice was still quiet, not wanting to disturb the calm that came with the rainy morning outside.

The whole house was quiet except for the soft pitter patter of rain on the balcony and windows, as if everyone else was enjoying the cozy, rainy morning just as much as the two of you were. . . Hell, neither of you had opened your eyes yet. 

Azriel ran his fingers down the bare skin of your back, tracing your spine with a feather light touch; you shivered slightly beneath his hand. 

He let out a breathy chuckle, his hand drifting from your spine to your hip — he gripped it firmly, the muscles in his hand flexing. He shifted once again, his head moving down so he could press light kisses to your skin. 

Your temple. Cheeks. Jawline. Neck. Shoulder. Then he kissed back up again, until they reached your lips. 

He was gentle. Basking in the feeling of your lips against his, the connection was almost lazy in movement. 

Then he pulled back just enough, finally opening his eyes to stare down at you. “Because I know you.” His hand came up, cupping your cheek as his thumb ran across your skin, his gaze tracing every possible detail of your face.

Your eyes fluttered open at the soft touch; your heart beat faster at the sight of his beautiful hazel eyes. Gods, you loved those eyes. . . Especially when the usually stoic shadowsinger was staring at you with such reverence. 

You'd never seen him look at anyone the way he looked at you.

“I know how your body reacts to me.” He whispered. You shivered as his touch fell to the pulse point on your neck, gently tracing the area.

“I know how you taste.” Azriel shifted both of you so he was on top, his body naturally taking up residence between your legs. 

He hovered above you, his head lowering to leave a trail of kisses and love bites from your chest to just below your ear. He smirked against you as he listened to your breathing begin to grow slightly ragged. 

“I know how you feel.” He whispered, gently grinding his hard length against you, feeling how wet you already were.

You let out a soft, whimpering moan; he let out a low groan and his hands gripped the dark sheets. 

“I know how you smell when you're aroused. . .” Azriel shifted his hips, positioning himself right where he wanted to be. 

“Az. . .” You whimpered softly. He lifted his head to look into your eyes once again, searching for any indication that you didn't want him to continue. He found absolutely none. . . All he found was a heady mixture of love and lust in those eyes he fell in love with. 

He shifted his hips once again, before he finally began to push in, filling you inch by inch — a hand found your hip to hold you in place.

Your body reacted immediately and arched into him as a sound of pleasure left your parted lips. At the same time, his shadows brushed over your hardened nipples in the cool room, a gentle caress over your skin. 

A guttural, borderline feral, groan came from Azriel as he buried his face in your neck, his teeth grazing your skin while he rolled his hips.

“And I know the way you sound.” He murmured against your neck, gently nipping as his shadows proceeded to roam across your body, touching all of your most sensitive spots, drawing out gasps and whimpers.

“It's all for me.” Azriel raised his head once more, his heated gaze locking on your expression of pure ecstasy. 

“It's all for you.” You moaned out, grasping the dark sheets tightly as pleasure met you with each thrust.

He growled softly, his pace picking up just the slightest bit. . . His hands trailed from your hips to your thighs, pushing them gently so you were more open to him. 

“Mine.” He breathed out raggedly. “You.” Thrust. “Are.” Thrust. “Mine.” Thrust. 

“Yours.” 

He captured your lips in a hungry kiss, his tongue delving into your mouth. He couldn't get enough of you, every taste and touch further sparking his need for you.

His hands gripped your thighs tighter, holding you as close to him as possible. He rocked his hips against yours, his rhythm becoming more urgent and forceful. Each movement sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through his body, his restraint rapidly slipping away.

He broke the kiss, his breathing heavy and ragged as he trailed his lips down your neck, his teeth grazing over your sensitive skin.

Pleasure built up within you, every thrust driving you closer and closer to the edge. You could feel the pressure getting to be too much until it finally snapped with a moan of his name, the feeling washing over you like a wave.

He groaned, feeling your body tighten around him, trembling from the sensations only he could bring you. He didn't want it to end just yet, but he felt his own pleasure building, coiling tightly like a spring ready to snap at any moment.

“So good for me.” He murmured, his movement becoming erratic as he was pushed closer, teetering right on the edge of pleasure. 

He pulled you flush against him as he climaxed, his arms wrapping tightly around your body as he fought to catch his breath. His heart was pounding in his chest. He could feel the tremors running through every part of him.

He nuzzled his face against your neck, his lips caressing every inch of skin he could reach. He didn't want to let go of you, didn't want to lose the feeling of your body pressed against his.

“You're going to be the death of me.” Azriel murmured against your neck, his fingers tracing invisible shapes on your body as you both came down from the high.

A soft chuckle came from you, followed by a hum as you finally caught your breath. “That's what you get for falling in love with me, shadowsinger.” 

He huffed out a small laugh before leaving one last kiss. He pulled out and backed away, looking down at his handiwork. “So beautiful.” He hummed, his voice a low rumble as he stared down at your body. 

Sometimes he couldn't believe it. You were his.

He wordlessly got out of bed and walked into the bathroom, returning a few moments later with a damp, warm washcloth. 

“Here we go.” He murmured softly as he began to clean you up from the encounter; a soft hum of contentment left your lips as you felt the warm cloth on your skin, wiping away the remnants. . . 

Eventually, the day pulled you and Azriel from the confines of his room. . . The rain never ceased, the large drops spilling from the sky creating its own song. 

Cassian's boisterous laughter met your ears as you and Azriel walked down the hall, towards the dining room — side by side, his shadows crawling over your body like you were the one able to command them. 

The quieter voices grew louder the closer the two of you got; then you rounded the corner and the rest of the family came into view. . . 

Cassian's gaze immediately landed on you and Azriel. He let out another laugh, looking between Feyre, Rhysand, you, and Azriel. . . “Looks like everyone started their morning with a bang.” 

Rhysand smirked, pleased with himself as he pulled his mate closer to him.

Azriel raised an eyebrow, yet couldn't help the small upturn of his lips into a satisfied smirk.

As for you and Feyre? A look of slight horror and embarrassment was shared between the two of you.

Cassian went to open his mouth again.

“Cass, for the love of the gods. . . Shut up.” You muttered with wide eyes, effectively cutting him off. 

He only smirked.

Simultaneous groans came from you and Feyre. . . Cassian wouldn't let it go. . . He'd be at it all day. . . Yet when your gaze finally found Nesta, your eyes locked on the new love bites that were just barely hidden by her modest sleepwear.

And then you looked back to Cassian with a smirk.

Game on.

A/N— Y'all, I've been slacking with writing because I've been so busy with classes, writing my book, and trying to get my license. At this point, life is a party and I'm the piñata. . . So I apologize if this isn't that good or doesn't make sense, I'm trying to get back into writing fanfics for all of you.

Xoxo, Silver ♡

[e-turn]

That moment from Chapter 7 of IMBI

Oh it has my heart in its claws

hey @dandylovesturtles sorry it's me again

Do I express how much I love IMBI enough? Anyway, I love it with my whole heart.

[luvhughes43]

puppy | luke hughes x reader

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request: Can you do a luke blurb where you just show up to his and jacks apartment with a dog and you’re like “he’s ours now”

word count: 0.6k

“okay, dont be mad” you cautioned your boyfriend and his brother as you walked into your shared apartment. 

“what did you do?” jack called out as you stepped into the living room. it seemed liked both brothers were in their own rooms. 

before you could reply to jack, the puppy in your arm started barking. you quickly tried to shush it to delay the inevitable, but it was too late. Both boys practically bolted out of their rooms at the sound.

“YOU GOT A DOG?” jack shouted, and luke stood by his bedroom door stunned.

“y/n…” your boyfriend trailed off, really unsure of what to say. he had good reason of course, you didn’t exactly ask if you could get a puppy but the opportunity just presented itself to you.

“i know, i know! but-but hear me out!” you started to defend yourself as jack came over to you, taking the small dog out of your hands so he could cuddle with them. “i was doing some shopping and there was this pet rescue place, and they didn’t have the space to take in a new dog… and i overheard all of this and so i went to see the puppy and…” you trailed off sheepishly, hoping that your boyfriend and his brother wouldnt be too upset at you. “he’s ours now?” you said, forcing a smile and shrugging your shoulders. 

“you know what! i like him!” jack smiled, dropping to his knees and putting the puppy on the floor so he could play with the little dog. 

“yeah but who’s going to take care of it?” luke piped up, always the one to be rational and think things through.

“i will! plus, when you start playing all the time next season i’ll just be here alone so the puppy can keep me company!” you explained, and you could see luke warming up to the idea of having a dog. 

“yeah you're so cute! you're so cute!!” jack cooed at the dog as he started ruffling its fur. 

“okay, yeah its pretty cute” luke finally admitted, crouching on the floor next to jack so he could also play with the puppy.

now that you were no longer on thin ice  you joked, “luke! don’t call our baby an it!” to which he playfully rolled his eyes.

“I’m gonna call mom right now and tell her i’m an uncle” jack laughed, fishing his phone out of his pants pocket. 

you quickly grabbed his phone from his hand and hid it behind your back. there was absolutely no way you were going to let jack make that call. it was hard enough to get your parents to both agree that you could move in together. if jack even joked about you being pregnant… you didn’t want to think about it. 

after getting the dog settled into the apartment, you, your boyfriend, and jack all went out to the nearest pet store to stock up on all of the supplies you’d need. 

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ynuser my baby😭🫶

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dylanduke25 mom and dad

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_quinnhughes when did you guys get a dog??

jackhughes literally 1 hour ago its so cute 

luca.fantilli ITS SO CUTE???

edwards.73 can i be an uncle?

ynuser no

lhughes_06 proud and honoured to be a father❤️ our baby will no doubt be the best dog at the dog park!

ynuser it wasn’t easy but we did it🥺❤️ so proud to be the mommy of our perfect little angel❤️❤️

fan01 NAWW wtf is wrong with them???😭

fan02 theyre so???😭😭

[undertale-fic-librarby]

"I don't think I would be who I am without you."

A very short FluffyNight drabble to celebrate reaching 350 followers! This was briefly skimmed through & written in one sitting! Happy reading!

"I don't think I would be who I am without you."

The statement catches Ccino off guard, suddenly hearing Nightmare's voice in the previously quiet café, & it causes him to look at Nightmare. He waits for him to continue speaking, but apparently that was all Nightmare planned to say.

"Is that a bad thing?" Ccino prompts the other, setting down the rag he had been using to wipe down the counter & turning to fully face Nightmare.

Nightmare doesn't respond for a while, just staring at the cup in his hands. Ccino is about to repeat his question when Nightmare interrupts him.

"I don't know." Nightmare practically sighs as his sockets close, hands clenching around the cup just enough to be noticable. After a few more moments, he opens his sockets again & glances over at Ccino. "But I don't think so."

Ccino stands still for a minute & processes what the other said, smiling softly as he picks the rag back up to continue his cleaning.

"I'm glad I could be here for you, then."

[lovelettersforthedamned]

Congrats on 400 followers! Can you do Jake Lockley + "shut up and just let me take care of you" and make it fluffy pls 🥹

Fall Into You

✮ jake lockley x f!reader

✮ word count: 0.4k

✮summary: taking care of jake was a treat. for both parties involved.

✮ warnings: a few kisses, ending hints at fun times;), mentions of scars, so much fluff.

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main masterlist ⋆ moon knight masterlist ⋆ four-hundred follower bash

not my gif. credits to the owner.

London nightlife was always loud. The street below the apartment you shared with the boys was bustling with crowds moving from point A to point B. But while the erupting laughter was heard, the buzz of comfortable silence filled the room. 

Jake was ‘Moon Knight-ing’, as you liked to call it, before he returned home, his muscles sore from the abuse it’s taken from the many nights he pushed himself too far. You’re sitting behind him in bed, lotion lathered on your hands as you massage it into his back. 

As you work the lotion into his skin, you can’t help but stare at the scars that litter it. Your fingers trace over each one. Each pattern you draw sends a shiver down Jake’s spine, you giggle each time he reacts. “You know you don’t have to do this, hermosa,” he turns his head over his shoulder to look at you. You pay him no mind as you bring your hands over his shoulders, applying pressure to the knots there.

“Shut up and just let me take care of you,” you whisper into his skin, planting a kiss there. 

Jake’s body relaxes as soon as your lips touch his back. He always thought that he never deserved a love like this. He was the last one to meet you out of the three. Lingering in the back, he was secretly jealous of the attention Marc and Steven were receiving. And with their encouragement, he finally came out of his shell, letting you in, letting you love him. 

If anyone saw this side of Jake, they wouldn’t believe it. Whenever he fronted, his cold demeanor never left until his eyes laid on you. And just like tonight, he’s never felt more relaxed in his life. 

“Hermosa,” he calls out for you, causing you to stop your movements, “c’mere.” You crawl around to place yourself next to him, your hands immediately reaching for him, as if it’s an instinct. “I love you so much,” he sighs before leaning in to press your lips to his. 

The kiss is slow, but so incredibly passionate. Your lips dance together to an unknown beat. Jake’s hand reaches up to cradle the side of your face, pulling you impossibly closer to him. You sigh into his mouth as you crawl into his lap. Pulling away he looks down at your new position, “It looks like I’m about to take care of you, huh?”

A giggle escapes your lips, “I hate you.”

“Yeah, mhm. Let’s see if you still say that in twenty minutes,” he smiles before planting a soft kiss on your forehead. 

✮ author's note: thank you anon for the request!! i love jake with my whole heart omg. i have a bash going on, so check it out!!! don't forget to like, comment, and reblog to support my blog!! ok, bye ily<3

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400 Followers! <3 Vote for a Sequel

HEHEHEHE

I loved doing this last time so.... I'm doing it again for 400! (I can't even believe i made it to 400 I love you all so much I could cry!)

It's mostly the options that didn't win last time with one new one that received a sequel request.

*I only include options where someone has asked me for a sequel.

Links to the fics and sequel hints are below

Prized Possession (Dark Aemond X Maid of Betrothed Reader)

Mine to Claim (Dark Aemond X Commoner Reader)

The Monster in your Fairytale (Old South AU Aemond X Southern Belle Reader)

If I Had The Love I Needed(Will X Friend Reader)(Mini-Series)

Right Place Wrong Time (Mini -Series) (Dark Aemond X Out of World Reader)

Let's Work It Out (Ettore X Indifferent Crewmate Reader)

Sequel hints

Prized Possession- Shall we continue?

Mine to Claim - Aemond moves you into the red keep as the new seamstress now what?

The Monster in your Fairytale - Aemond Vs Daddy

If I had the Love I Needed - Life on the Run

Right Place, Wrong Time - Isolation and Stimulation

Let's Work It Out - Ettore has lost his patience

Banners by @arcielee

[lynnlovesthestars]

Since im about to hit 400 followers here, and i surpassed my likes milestone, i was thinking of organizing a match up! You tell me a bit about yourself/ your oc, and I write a quick hc about you/ the oc and who i think they'd fit best with.. what do you think?

[orcasoul]

Wow! I've reached 400 followers! And considering I'd only discovered fanfiction and tumblr last year (yes, I've been living under a rock 🙈), I can't believe I not only discovered I can write my own stories but that people actually like them. I'm so grateful for all of you who like my work enough to follow, like, share and comment. Thank you all for the support. There's pleanty more to come ❤😀🤗

[chaotic-iguana]

Woo hoo! Congratulations on 400 followers. Bravo!!! 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻 I would like to send in a request for Javi P x Reader with “Quick, catch the cat it stole my coin pouch!” I don’t know why but the idea of him saying that &/or chasing a cat just sounds so endearing and funny to me lol. Not sure if we have to say if we want it NSFW or SFW, but there is no preference for me. Thank you & once again, congrats. ❤️‍🔥

i didnt even know that was on there LMFAO i should have read it properly. anyways. took the liberty of changing coin pouch to wallet because. yk he wasn’t a little victorian boy, but apart from that - i love it, it’s such a challenge, here goes:

word count: 0.27k | javier peña x f!reader | masterlist

This had to be your favorite time with him. No Escobar, no sicarios; nothing to chase, hunt or find. You were in Javi’s arms, laying on him with your chest pressed against his, a sheen of sweat encasing both of you, panting in each other’s embrace. Peering up at his half-lit outline, you watched him put a cigarette between his lips and take a long drag before returning his gaze to the corner of the room where his adversary was seated. You did love spending time with Javi, relishing the pure bliss when it was just you, him, and - well, er - your cat. The one he was currently engaged in a staring contest with.

You snorted, nearly laughing at the furrow in Javi’s brow. He constantly claimed that your cat, Mouse (shut up it’s smart), was sabotaging him; ruining his day. You’d made fun of him for it - at how seriously he took the rivalry with Mouse, when you had never seen the cat so much as come near Javi.

Until you heard a rustle behind you, and suddenly Javi jolted from the bed, pushing you to the side to chase an unknown figure. Your instincts kicking in, your fingers began inching towards the drawer with the gun - until he shook his head.

“Quick, catch the cat. It stole my fuckin’ wallet,” the panic in his voice, paired with his grumbling tone, had you laughing days later.

As if he was going to get that wallet back now. You’re happy to let him try, if he’s up to get a free tattoo all over his arm, courtesy of Mouse. Something tells you that won’t be happening, though. (Namely, Javi refusing to walk into a room in your house without ‘scouting’ it for Mouse first.)

thank you for reading and sending the ask!! taglist: @imherefordeanandbones, @theywhowriteandknowthings, @josephquinnswhore, @millerscoffee, @nostalxgic, @sscorpiiio, @pedrosaidsheispunk, @its-nebuleuse, @sofiparallel, @mandoisapunk, @bastardmandennis, @pawnshopb1ues

[choccorin]

[midnightwind]

alright, struggling to actually find more of the Get to Know Rook posts from the people I follow so doing it like this instead because I need to at least mention them lol

@himluv's Embria Aldwir - I adore seeing a more proper Dalish elf and watching her make space for the gang. She's so kind and patient even when it's to her detriment and it's been a treat to read her journey in your fic Say My Name (Say It Twice)

@funeralhomewifi's Hemlock - A fellow de Riva enjoyer, I love how simply unwell Hemlock is with Viago. Crow families are a mess and their interactions are Very fun to read about! It's good angst~ I have your AO3 open on the side and plan to delve a lot more into your writing soon!

[luvhughes43]

ashamed | jack hughes x reader

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request: Jack blurb w/ "are you ashamed of me?" + "i'm scared that you'll start to see me the way i see myself���

word count: 0.5k

“are you ashamed of me?” you whispered when your boyfriend stepped into your shared bedroom. he looked up at you, eyes bewildered as your words finally registered with him. 

you’d been feeling this way for awhile now. you saw everyone’s comments about you, how you weren’t that pretty, that you didn’t look like jacks ex girlfriends, and that you just weren’t right for him. in the beginning of yours and jacks public relationship it was easy to ignore the comments. the bliss of the start of something new, and being happy with jack outweighing every negative. but, now that he is gone for hockey all the time, you’ve had a lot of time to think about things. 

it didn’t take long for your past insecurities to creep up on you. your body issues, and lack of confidence, coming back at you full force.

jack dropped his bag in the doorway, slowly walking up to you. he held one of his hands out as he got closer and you reached yours out to meet it. his grip on your hand was firm as he used it to pull you closer to him.

“why would you think i’m ashamed of you?” jack speaks softly, his eyes never leaving yours.

“i’m not like the girls you’re used to and i know you're seeing what people are saying about me. i would understand if-”

“no,” jack cut you off. “all you need to understand is that i love you. i’m never going to be ashamed of you. i think you're insanely beautiful,” jack placed his hand not holding yours on your check, using his thumb to rub softly at your skin.

the heaviness in your throat grew at jack’s words, tears quietly slipping down your cheeks. you were so tired of not feeling good enough for the person you loved.

your boyfriend silently wiped your tears with his thumb, his other hand squeezing yours three times to wordlessly signal his love for you. “i’m scared that you’ll start to see me the way i see myself,” you whispered to jack after a few moments went by in silence. 

he dropped your hand and let his other hand fall from your cheek. he pulled you into a tight hug, his head immediately coming to rest against your shoulder. “i don’t want you to feel like this” he whispered back to you, his head turning slightly into your neck so he could leave soft kisses there.

“i can’t help it” your voice broke as you replied, hands going up to wrap around your boyfriend's back. there were still tears falling down your face as quiet sobs left your mouth.

“i’m going to do everything i can to make you feel better okay?” jack prompted, removing himself slightly from your hold so he could look into your eyes. you only nodded in response.

“i’m sorry,”

“y/n, you don’t have anything to be sorry for” jack replied, pulling on your hand to lead you over to your guys’ bed. 

you fell asleep to jacks promises and his soft caresses as he assured you that he loved you, and that you had nothing to be afraid of. 

[linksthoughtbrambles]

Congrats on the milestone Brambles!

Hmmm okay how about “Zelda gets Link one of those floppy gardening sun hats”

Thank you for the adorable ask, Newt! Here's a 3-sentence-fic for you!

Peripheral Vision

Link eyed Zelda with a sideways smile as he opened the cylindrical box, revealing a wide, spring-green cloth hat which shot his eyebrows up under his bangs, a grin filling his face as he plucked it from the box and plopped it on his head, declaring it “put Nack’s to shame!”; he left the house wearing it the next morning with a smile full of last night’s memories (of thanking Zelda thoroughly) and the day’s sweet weather, sauntering into the garden like his floppy, shoulder-width hat had crowned him king of the outdoors—but one step from the tangle of trestled tomato vines, he glanced back with a grimace.

The foliage obscured him with his next step, and Zelda’s sudden palpitation (had he feigned his liking for the hat?) decided it warranted immediate investigation, sweeping up her tools and bustling into her meticulously-ordered herb garden, taking her usual notes and clippings while snatching furtive peeks at Link; she found the hat frustrating, for it kept hiding his expression—she in turn would shift position, and each time she stole a glance, he turned away as though he’d been studying her: it clearly necessitated a change of tactics (dropping her tools, marching toward Link, kneeling on the rice-straw mulch, and ducking beneath the hat’s wavy brim to kiss Link’s cheek).

Her excellent excuse to peruse his face (which had been pensive until her kiss) produced a flurry of words between them (“What’s troubling you, Link?” “Nothing!”  “Nonsense.” “No, really!” “I’ll keep asking.”  “Will you keep kissing me?”  “I shall indeed—you shall have no relief until you confide in me.”  “Confide?”  “Of course!  You may trust me with the truth, Link.”  “…HUH?”)—and between each set of words a kiss arrived on Link’s skin—on his cheek, forehead, nose-tip, all over his face, Link laughing more and more between his protests until Zelda swept his hat to the straw with a slow kiss to his lips; she cupped his face, asking if he’d pretended to like his new headwear, but he balked: “Are you kidding?  This is a fantastic hat—but it does make it harder for me to make sure you’re okay, I have to turn my head-“ and her giggle cut him short, her arms now wrapped about his neck—her noble knight, concerned not with aesthetics, but his peripheral vision.

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["3-sentence" fic 💀]

[Believe it or not, I cut this down! 😂]

[italeean]

hi! for the tickle match-up event, - a few of my hobbies are tennis, playing guitar, taking walks, and writings fanfics :) i like the quiet, sweet foods, and watching sports

im also a switch

and i'd like to choose the mha fandom!! with a platonic relationship, and a male character

(hope i included everything u needed) - have a good day/night!!

Hello my dear, thank you for participating in my little event 😸❤️ I was genuinely surprised by how quickly you sent in a request, it made me so so so happyyy 🍡 *hands you some dango*

🔮 So... for the match-up, your pair is... DEKU 💚💚

🔮 Why did I choose him for you?

• He can be cheerful and smiley, but he's not excessively loud or all over the place like other characters • He's perfect to take long walks, and he'd be able to carry on an entertaining and relaxing conversation while doing that • I think he'd also be a fan of watching sports with you... maybe he'd even keep notebooks of his favorite teams and athletes like he does with quirks • He'd also be a good tennist, I think. Maybe a bit clumsy at the beginning, but he'd learn quickly!! • He'd probably tickle you as a "punishment" for laughing at his clumsiness; obviously he'd be playful and goofy, he knows you'd never laugh at him • He'd probably use his quirk by mistake a couple of times, which would result in a destroyed ball and an embarrassing green bean rambling 1000 apologies per second • I also see you two taking lots of strolls in the park and enjoying the view • Then he'd be delighted if you played the guitar, maybe while you take a break from the walking... and he might even offer to buy you ice cream for playing the guitar so well!!! • He'd tickle you because he wants to hear you sing after hearing you play! (He's totally the type who'd say something about you having a melodious laughter) • Let's be honest, he'd offer ice cream to all his friends • He'd totally offer to carry your guitar if he sees you struggling while walking. After all, it's his duty as a hero to preserve everyone's happiness and well-being, including the ones of  your back and shoulders hehe • You could try to tickle him lightly, just to make it more difficult for him to carry your guitar

🔮 Tickle scenario: "I'm sure Djokovic will win this time!" You said as Deku turned on the TV and tuned it on the tennis channel. It was always a pleasant time when the two of you spent your evening watching sports and commenting the performances.

"No way! Federer is much more experienced and his technique is perfect, besides, based on his current physical conditions..." You couldn't help but chuckle as he rambled about his theories. You felt honored to be friends with such a precious boy who always knew how to make you laugh.

However, things were different this time. There was a serious bet going on, and the stakes were high, very high. Deku had bet on Federer based on a calculated, deep study of data and statistics, while you had chosen Djokovic based on... well... a gut feeling.

You both laughed it off as the match started, your eyes fixated on the screen as you two munched on some candy.

The match was long and nerve-wracking, as you both expected from the two titans that were challenging each other, but alas it came to an end...

And that ending taught Deku to never underestimate the power of a gut feeling.

"Ha!!! Take that! I knew he'd win!!!" You celebrated as Djokovic raised his cup high in the sky. Deku, on the other hand, was completely dumbfounded. "How..? I was so sure... it's impossible..! Based on their recent performa- WAH!! N-no wait!!!"

Too late, you were already on top of him, cracking your knuckles. "No can do, a bet is a bet and now you gotta pay!" With that battle cry, your hands finally found the poor boy's torso and attacked mercies. Squeezing his hips, poking his sides, scribbling on his tummy, spidering on each one of his abs, and even swirling a finger inside his belly button every once in a while, just to entertain yourself with the squeal that left his lips every single time.

"NAHAHAOHOHOHO THIS IHIHSN'T FAHAHAIR..!" He kicked and squirmed, but to no avail, as you targeted every sensitive spot you could find. "This isn't fair? How so?" You asked as if you weren't wrecking the life out of the poor green bean.

"B-becahahause he wahasn't suppohohosehed to wihihihin..!" He whined, his laughter toning down a little as you targeted a less ticklish spot in a sudden moment of mercy. "Yohohou prohobahahahably cheatehehed..!" He joked, not knowing he was about to face the consequences.

"Now you really asked for it, prepare to die!!" You exclaimed as you went for his death spot... or at least tried to.

Something took a firm hold of your wrist, and you barely managed to catch a glimpse of Deku's Blackwhip before the world turned upside down and you saw the young hero's face smirking at you.

He didn't even waste any time to think of a good comeback sentence. He just went for your death spot before you could even think of retaliating. "NONONOHOHOHOHO HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA WAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAIHIHIT!!!" is all you managed to say before he unleashed his counterattack, or as he liked to call it, his Tickle Monster Quirk.

The rest of the afternoon went on accompanied by the sounds of your laughter, and ended with many doubts about who had effectively won that tickle war.

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