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alastor-simp-page · 7 months ago

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The Soulmate Curse: Chapter 6

Hi! I'm back! A little nudge and here I am!

We get to see each relationship take a step towards you know...soulmates! There's a lot of physical/emotional hurt to go around this chapter so buckle up, folks!

I'm sorry but I really love Cherri x Vaggie. They're so cute together! I love their chemistry even if it'll never happen in the show. They look so damn good together!

Niffty is so feral for Lucifer this chapter its unbelievably. I know its a crack ship for the sake of my entertainment but I love it anyways!

I also got some Huskerdust in there! AHAHAHA! THEY'RE SO CUTE!

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“What the hell is this piece of shit?” Cherri Bomb remarked as the Deadly Narwhals stared up at the monstrosity of a structure in the Raunchy Reindeers base. She squinted at it and put her hands on her hips, “I’m pretty sure this is illegal…the Hell zoning board is gonna have a field day if this stays up for too long.”

Vaggie let out a laugh, “Well, I would think it's illegal even in the game but apparently not. Charlie would’ve said something…” The pair crouched in the tree line, vines swaying overhead. A glint was in Cherri Bomb’s eye. Vaggie gave her a nervous smile, “Well, we’ve got to come up with a plan–”

“Nah!” The pink haired demon effortlessly linked hands with Vaggie. The ex-angel’s eye went wide, and she stumbled after Cherri. “Let’s just go for it, Vaggie!” she chirped.

“Cherri! Wait!” Vaggie eye went wide. Oh God, what the hell were they doing. Cherri seamlessly pulled a bomb out of her pocket. How did it even fit in there? “Hey, hey…uh, Cherri!” Vaggie tugged on her hand that seemed to fit so well in her own. “This doesn’t seem safe! Let’s go back.” She squeaked. Vaggie’s acute angel sense zoned in on a blur of black at the far side of the field. Actually, multiple blurs of black. DAMN IT! She jabbed a finger to the shadows across the field, staring at them, “Shit. Shit. Shit. Those are Alastor’s minions. Cherri, goddamn it, they’ll be here any minute!”

“Let them come…” Cherri said and then giggled, still holding onto Vaggie as they pranced across the field. Vaggie rolled her eyes. Cherri might actually be worse than Angel Dust. Just so irritating, spontaneous and just…Cherri. “Can you pick up the pace, Vag?” Cherri teased, turning her eye to the red faced Vaggie. The double doors were within sight, at least twenty steps away. And shit, the Alastor’s shadows were about forty steps away.

Vaggie huffed, “We wouldn’t have to run if we had planned it out!” The shadows were thirty steps away. Shit. Shit. Shit. Cherri had been a delight until this point. “We’re not gonna make it, Cherri!” The door was so close. So close. But the shadows were much closer than either of them would like.

Oh God, did Charlie set ground rules about the shadows? Like of course, the no maiming rules. However, Alastor wasn’t exactly the best rule follower. Vaggie’s eyes darted to Cherri Bomb. They were running but they would never be fast enough.

“Hold on!” Cherri Bomb shouted. With her other hand, she fumbled with a bomb. Vaggie’s hand was warm, warmer than usual against Cherri Bomb’s soft pink skin. Cherri flashed Vaggie a snide smirk of hers before she let the bomb soar. There was a Boom and then pink smoke coiled around them.

“Shit. Now we can’t see!” Vaggie sighed, trying to wave her hand through the thick curling smoke. A scream, Cherri’s scream rang out beside her. Vaggie was yanked forward, yelling as they tumbled.

“FUCK! IT'S GOT ME!” Cherri Bomb yelled. A maniacal cackle rang out through the clearing. Those blasted shadow henchmen. Claw latched around her leg trying to pull her down to the ground. Digging hard, terribly hard, sharp teeth would be next if she didn’t do a damn thing.

“GET OFF!” Vaggie shouted to the relentless shadows. The pink smoke was not helping things at all. The little black beady eyes could be seen through the veil of smoke. She twisted her leg, shaking as hard as she could until she heard the devilish squeal, and the beast lost its grip.

Damn, Alastor. That little deer demon wanted her to suffer through this. Today was not the day she was going to be put in Capture the Flag jail. If the two were thrown in, then it would be the last straw for the Deadly Narwhals. Alastor stupid smile gleamed at her from the smoke, a shadow always watching. And that stupid patronizing radio voice. She swore she could hear his static crackling from the depths of the veil. Her hands clenched up, her grip tight on Cherri Bomb’s hand.

Vaggie did the only thing she could do. She sucked in a breath. Time to woman up, Vaggie. Her single eye closed as she willed her blessing and her bane to reveal itself. The fluttery feathery things called angel wings unfurled from her back, delicate and fierce things forged by Heaven itself.

The duo was surrounded by Alastor’s loathsome minions. A heavy pink smoke veiled the area thanks to Cherri. And a distressed Cherri Bomb clung to her hand.

Vaggie turned ever so slightly, “Do you trust me?”

Cherri Bomb’s eye blinked in the pink and she said, “Uh…why?”

Vaggie rolled her eyes and smirked, “No time to explain. You’re gonna have to.” she hollered. “Hold on, buttercup,” Vaggie’s hands snaked around the pink demon’s waist.

“Wait what? AAAHHHH FUCK WHAT IS HAPPENING!” Cherri Bomb yell turned into a scream as Vaggie’s wings propelled them upwards. Vaggie seamlessly tucked Cherri Bomb against her body, hands looped under the pinkish knees. One of Alastor’s shadow minions clung onto Cherri Bomb, grinning like a maniac.

The wind whistled in her ear, a scream rivaling Cherri’s. Claws sunk deep into Vaggie’s shin, she hissed and her gaze dove down to the source. Somehow that little shadow fucker was holding on for dear life. Its teeth eerily reminded her of the Radio Demon’s: yellow, stark, and sharp. The shadow grinned at her.

“Don’t you dare, you little creep,” Vaggie gritted out. She started kicking her leg, trying to shake the damned thing off. It was tenacious, digging in even deeper.

“Holy fuck. Holy fuck. Holy fuck. Holy fuck….” Cherri Bomb kept whispering into Vaggie’s shoulder. For a moment, a mere moment, she could acutely feel the woman’s body against her own. Warmth. A body fitting just right in her arms…a puzzle piece needing to complete her. Fuck. Vaggie shook her head. Thinking like that would get her nowhere.

But she was so warm.

Something warm, slick trickled down her shin. Something she knew well. A feeling on her grey skin that was a lover’s phantom touch. Her gaze drifted downwards. Pain shot up her leg, little needle pricks of teeth burrowed in her skin. She screamed. So much for the “no maiming”. It was still grinning despite having its teeth inches deep into her leg, gold blood dribbling down her leg.

In the red blur, a pink hand reached out, tearing the shadow minion from her leg. Vaggie screeched, her knees buckling. She wouldn’t be able to fly for much longer. The little beast squirmed in the grip of the pink hand and another hand shoved a beautiful pink bomb down its gullet. Her eyes drifted to the woman in her arms, eye narrowed in pure fury, a vicious smirk on her face. “Eat my dick, fuckhead,” Cherri Bomb hissed.

Vaggie smiled. And red streaked across her vision. She gasped. Shit. The wound was gaping, spilling forth with her blood. The red sky was raining gold and this joke of an angel was cradling an explosive obsessed demon. How strange. “Vaggie…”

“I want to kiss you.”

Two figures stood in the large abomination deer castle as Lucifer would like to call it. His fingers were thumbing through the drawers of some random bedroom in search of the Flag. Lucifer blinked once then twice. The voice had come from above. His eyes slowly drifted up until he saw one large orange cyclops eye ogling him from over the brim of his hat. “GAHHHH!” he screeched. In one swift motion, he ripped his hat off his hat and threw it like a frisbee across the oddly vintage room. “What did you just say to me???” he stumbled over his words.

Niffty still clung to the hat, cradling it and she stared up at it. “Ooooh…” she giggled. Her eyes flicking up and down his figure. Lucifer gulped. The gaze was quite similar to the first time he approached Eve with a glistening apple in his palm. It seemed he was the apple to this crazed maid, unfortunately. The King ran his fingers through his blonde hair nervously. “I wonder what it's like to fist my fingers in those blonde locks of yours, my bad boy…” she simpered, clutching her mighty hand into a fist.

Lucifer squeaked, “Eep.” He hopped on a plush chair as she crept towards him on all fours. “Uhhhh, Niffty, we’re trying to win.” Lucifer pointed a shaky finger towards the window. “Sir Quackelewaddledon is awaiting our signal. He’s plundering the other bases and we…well, we got to prepare.”

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ticklygiggles · 2 years ago

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Big brother | Eiji Okumura & Ash Lynx

A/N: Yet one more fic for generous @wertzunge! Max, I hope you enjoy this and find them in character! Thank you for your big support ☕�� and, as always, I'm sorry for the wait!

Summary: Eiji thinks he can fool Ash, but he's way too observant!

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"I’m back! Could someone help me?”

Eiji kicked the door shut behind him and cringed heavily as he remembered that there was no point in taking off his shoes on the doorstep because this bunch of Americans walked all over the house in their street shoes. A terrible situation that no matter what, he couldn't get used to.

Ignoring the prickling sensation on his scalp, Eiji rearranged the heavy paper bags in his arms to prevent the entire grocery from falling out. It was unbelievable how much all these people could eat and none of them bothered to at least accompany him to the store even once.

Not even helping him now, it seemed.

"Ash!" He yelled, his arms shaking as he made his way almost blindly to the kitchen table. How had he managed to get here in one piece?

He dropped the bags on the table with a sigh and turned around, his brow furrowed. Where the hell was everyone? Where was Ash? When Eiji had gone out to the store, Ash was still lying in bed, fast asleep. Would he still be asleep? Or maybe he was just pretending to be asleep so as to not help Eiji, he already knew what he was like and-

"AHAHAHA! N-Noho! Eihihijihihihi! Hehehelp mehehe!"

Eiji's heart jumped in his chest in surprise to suddenly hear his name between laughs. He made sure the bags were safely on the table and walked towards Ash’s room. There were people inside after all, huh? So they were ignoring him? Those little ruffians. Eiji did a lot for all of them, at least they could help him-

"EIHIHIHIHIJIHIHI!" Eiji gasped as he entered Ash's room where all of that loud laughter was coming from. He hadn't expected to find Ash, still in bed with his hair messy and his face slightly pink, tickling Skipper. The poor kid was squirming on his back, laughing out loud as Ash's hands moved from his stomach to his ribs, then to his neck and under his arms and back to repeat the whole process, causing Skipper to shriek with laughter.

The two of them didn't notice Eiji's presence right away and Eiji was grateful because he felt his face getting hot and knew that he was blushing out of his soul. His heart was fluttering in his chest like crazy and in his stomach he felt a tingling sensation that made him clench his toes. He didn't know what to do, paralyzed as he watched the scene; the playful mischief on Ash's face and the intense fondness in his eyes as he made Skipper laugh to tears were making Eiji even more nervous.

Sensing that he should leave, Eiji turned away as discreetly as possible to avoid being noticed, but Ash's reflexes were very sharp and it didn't take long for him to realize that Eiji was there.

"Oh Eji!" Eiji squealed and jumped, immediately turning to face Ash. "What are you doing there? Are you here to help little Skipper?" He asked with a wide smile as his fingers kept jumping from spot to spot to make Skipper laugh.

Eiji swallowed and tried to avoid Ash's eyes as much as he could, which was relatively easy since the boy was only looking at Skipper, perhaps making sure he wasn't being too much for him.

"A-Ah, no. I... I just came back from the market and-

"AHAHAHA! Eihihijihihi, plehehehase! Mahahake hihim stahahap!" Skipper cackled, tears of laughter rolling down the sides of his face.

"Haha, now you want Eiji to help? Weren't you being a little shit while I was asleep? No one will help you, right, Eiji?" Ash looked up at him and Eiji quickly looked away so Ash wouldn't notice the intensity with which he was staring at Ash's fingers playfully digging into the spaces between Skipper's ribs.

"Eiji? What-

"Ahahahaha! Ahahahash, plehehease! I cahahan't!" Distracted by Skipper's hands tapping his arm, Ash turned his attention away from Eiji and Eiji sighed in relief, taking the opportunity to slip out of the room unseen.

His legs felt like sticks, he felt tense and embarrassed to the core and he hated feeling that way. He walked to the kitchen as best as he could and tried to entertain himself by putting away all the groceries and trying to ignore the laughter that came from the room, this time from Ash.

Eiji had always been strangely attracted to tickling and he usually didn't know how to react when he had to witness it. It was a secret that, clearly, he hadn't shared with anyone and he would really appreciate it if no one ever found out, but just like today, he was not able to control his reactions, besides, it had been a long time since he had even thought about it, especially not when he was with Ash.

But it had happened and now he felt a tingling sensation on his sides that made him shudder and clamp his arms tightly to his body. He wasn't sure if he wanted to be in Skipper's place or if he also wanted to join in the fun, either way he really wanted to participate, but of course he wouldn’t and so, he decided to try and forget about it all; ignoring the fact that the laughter made his cheeks turn bright red, that his heart skipped a beat when he heard Skipper yell a hysterical ‘not there!’ and that Ash’s teasing was driving him up the wall with butterflies inside his stomach.

Their little game lasted only a few more minutes and Eiji took as long as he could to put away the groceries before sneaking off to do other chores to avoid running into a giggly Skipper or a playful Ash, he wasn't sure he could stand either of the two in his current state.

This is how the day passed by without Eiji noticing and when he least expected it, it was time to sleep. He wished everyone a good night and finally laid back on his bed ready to sleep... or so he hoped, but found he simply couldn't fall asleep, the events of the day spinning through his head over and over again, making his cheeks flush again and his heart pound wildly in his chest.

He rolled on the bed and tried to think of other things, but Ash and Skipper's giggles echoed in his head and a goofy smile appeared on his own face; dammit, he really wanted to join them, but it was risky, he couldn't bear the embarrassment if they ever realized how much fun he was having- no. He didn't even want to imagine it.

At some point, between thoughts of himself laughing his head off, he finally fell asleep and luckily (or unfortunately) had a dreamless, but restful night that was interrupted by incessant knocks on his door. He growled deep in his throat, but decided against asking who it was, he felt like he needed perhaps one more hour of sleep.

“Eiji!”

Of course it had to be Ash. This kid. Knocking on people’s doors as if life depended on it when he was the number one person to get pissed if you dared to even breathe too close to him when he was sleeping. Eiji shut his eyes, refusing to let Ash know he was awake.

“Eiji! Are you asleep? Get up!”

More loud knocks and Eiji felt like crying. Was Ash being serious right now?!

“Eiji, I’m gonna get in,” he said as he was already opening the door. Eiji fought back a gasp. Who told Ash that he could come in?! Eiji relaxed his face as best as he could, trying to even his breathing and keep his body melted into the mattress. “Eiji.” Ash wasn’t even whispering. “Eiji,” he said, startling Eiji when he touched his shoulder. “Eiji, wake up! I’m hungry!”

Huh?! This kid had no shame! He wanted Eiji to get up just because he was hungry?! Eiji clenched his fist under his pillow and tried not to clench his jaw; maybe if he didn't move Ash would go away and Eiji could get some more slee-

“Huh?! A-Ah! Wahahahait! N-Nohohoho!"

"Hehe, are you awake now?"

Of all things, of course he had to tickle him! Eiji squirmed and giggled into his pillow as Ash squeezed his sides; he tried to hide his flushed face and his uncoordinated hands tried to stop Ash's, but everytime Eiji was about to catch one of Ash’s hands, Ash would immediately jump to tickle his ribs and Eiji was left confused, not knowing what to do except from laughing his head off.

"It tihihickles!”

Ash chuckled, fingers digging into Eiji’s bottom ribs, making him shriek and squirm heavily on his bed. “I bet it does, Eiji. I thought this is what you wanted, though?”

Eiji gasped, “WHAHAT?!”

Ash shrugged, his fingers now wiggling against Eiji’s waist, causing him to giggle brightly. “Well, yesterday when I was tickling Skipper, you looked quite flustered and like you really wanted to join us.”

There had been many times where Eiji had felt extremely embarrassed before, but he thought he had never felt as embarrassed as he was feeling right now. He was a fool to think that someone as observant as Ash wouldn’t notice anything the day before.

“Thahahat’s nohohot truhuhue! Ah! NO! Nohohot thehehere!”

Ash laughed, “it’s not true? Oh, Eiji, I know you better than you think! You really wanted me to tickle you back then, huh? You wanted this, Eiji?” His teasing not only made Eiji’s ears turn bright red, but it also made his heart flutter with excitement. “And what do you mean ‘not there’? Is it your weak spot right here? Under your arms?”

Eiji shrieked with laughter when fingers nestled under his arms, wiggling and digging into the warmth of his most ticklish spot. His arms clamped tightly to his sides and loud laughter filled the room as he kicked his legs, trying his best to at least roll over his back, but Ash had pressed one of his knees against Eiji's lower back, keeping him trapped and pressed face-first onto the bed.

It had been so long since the last time Eiji was tickled like this. Actually, he was not sure he had ever been tickled like this before. Even though Ash was only tickling under his arms, he felt the funny sensations spreading throughout his whole body, to the tip of his toes and so his laughter increased in volume and happy tears of laughter clinged to his lashes.

This was so much fun and yet, he felt the urge to make Ash stop because he knew Ash could tell he was enjoying it and it made him want to hide his head in a hole.

“Oh, Eiji, are you embarrassed right now? What’s wrong? Are you enjoying your tickles so much?” Ash teased him and Eiji could tell there was no bad intentions in his words, but that didn’t mean it was any less embarrassing. “Can’t you even speak, Eiji? Does it tickle too badly?”

“PLEHEHEASE!” Eiji howled, laughing in nearly hysterics. “I cahahahan’t! I’ll mahahake breheheakfahahahast!”

Ash gasped, his fingers moving faster against the center of Eiji’s armpits. “Ah, so you were awake the whole time but decided to ignore me, huh?! Now you’ll see!”

“AHAHAHASH! I’m sohohohorry!”

“Yes, I’m sure you will after I’m done with you!”

Needless to say, Eiji was tickled until his laughter turned silent and even though he was somehow telling Ash to stop, he was not actually asking him to stop and Ash didn’t lose the chance to tease him some more about it as he tickled his underarms with scary precision and expertise.

Eiji had fun, though, he would never admit it and he avoided looking at Ash directly in the eye even after he was out of bed in shaky legs and breathing heavily. He avoided looking at him even when he was in the kitchen, making breakfast for this child as Ash talked to him about this and that, surprising him from time to time with a poke or a squeeze to his sides that made Eiji blush, jump and squeak all at the same time, causing Ash to laugh out loud.

Eiji thought that during the day Ash would eventually forget about the whole thing, but goodness, was he wrong. Eiji was on high alert during the rest of the morning and the whole evening: Ash poking and squeezing his sides when he walked past him, wiggling his fingers under Eiji’s arms when he reached up for something, doing the yolk-thing on Eiji’s knees when they were sat together, blowing into Eiji’s neck and ears- just every little thing he could think of to make Eiji squeak and giggle and blush.

And the teasing; Eiji could barely stand it. Every time he heard Ash teasing him he felt the need to curl into a little ball and hide under his bed. It would fluster him so good that he just wanted to disappear. Anyway, Eiji had endured very well throughout the day, but in the afternoon, when he was lying in bed resting from... well, from Ash, said boy appeared in his room again and before Eiji could escape, he was pinned down on the bed and tickled to pieces.

"AHAHAHASH!"

"Yes, Eiji? You want me to tickle your armpits? Of course!"

"NOHOHO! AHAHAHA!"

He wasn't sure how, but Eiji, still cackling, gathered strength from a hidden place within him and started wrestling with Ash. They both tried to pin the other, giggling and growling playfully, but in the end, to their surprise, Eiji was the one pinning Ash's legs. He was sat on Ash's shins and Ash squirmed and jerked, trying to roll on his back to push Eiji off him, but he just couldn't.

"Eiji, get off! I was just giving you what you wanted!"

Eiji blushed to his ears and he looked back at Ash, "shut it! When did I say so?!" It was painfully obvious that he wanted it, but he still tried to put an act. "I'm so done with you, Ash. You'll regret being an annoying little rascal!"

"What you mean- ack! N-NOHOHO!"

Loud laughter immediately filled the room and for a change, it wasn't Eiji's, but Ash's, who was throwing his head back and twisting from side to side while Eiji's fingers scribbled up and down the soles of his feet.

"How's that, Ash? Having fun?"

"STAHAHAP! Dohohon't!"

Eiji was a little awkward, he could tell so himself, but his tickling still drove Ash up the wall. He skittered his fingernails along Ash's arches, scratching at them gently, but fast, making the pale skin get slightly pink and Ash snorted between his laughter, toes spreading and curling as he wiggled his feet.

"EHEHEIJIHIHI! It tihihihickles!"

Eiji snickered, "well, it must be because I am tickling you, don't you think?" Ash banged his fists against the bed and curled and writhed like a fish out of water. "You shouldn't act like a tease when you are this ticklish, Ash. It's not so fun when you are on the receiving end, huh?"

"It ihihihis f-for you- AHAHAHA! N-Nohohoho! Nohohot thehehere!"

"Not here? Maybe I'll keep tickling you here until you learn to respect your big brother," Eiji said, his fingers wiggling and scribbling against the soft skin under Ash's toes.

Ash was cackling in hysterics, tears of laughter falling down his rosy cheeks. Eiji didn't know Ash was so ticklish on his feet, but he was thankful he was, otherwise it would have been awkward for him if Ash didn't have any reaction, but there they were, playing like teenagers, and Eiji was having so much fun and he could tell by that clear, honest laugh that Ash was having fun too, but he liked to play though all the time and who was Eiji to stop him?

"Your toes are really ticklish, huh?" Eiji asked, wiggling his fingers in the spaces between Ash toes, making him shriek loudly. "But you're even more ticklish on the balls of your feet," he said, now scraping his blunt nails against the sensitive skin.

"MY GAHAHAHAD! Eihihijihihi! Stohohop teheheasing and stahahahap tihihickling mehehehe!"

"Maybe if you apologize for being a handful?"

"NEHEHEHEVER!"

Eiji giggles under his breath, shrugging. "Suit yourself, I hope you enjoy your feet being tickled until I get tired."

"N-Nohohoho! Hehehelp!"

"There's no one here to help you, silly Ash."

Or at least that was what Eiji thought until he felt fingers digging into his sides, making him shriek and giggle.

"S-Skihihihippeheher?!"

"I'll help you, Ash!"

This little traitor! Wasn't Ash tickling him to tears the day before?! Now he was on Ash's side and was tickling Eiji! Either Eiji was too ticklish or Skipper had lots of experience in tickle fights thanks to Ash, but the poor japanese boy found himself being thrown into the bed as Skipper tickled his ribs.

"Ahahahash hahahas beheheen an-nohohiying mehehe all dahahay!" Eiji laughed out, trying to catch Skipper's hands. "Why ahahare you hehehelping hihim?!"

Skipper laughed and Eiji's heart melted in his chest, he sounded just so happy and playful, acting his age. "Because I wanted to tickle you too, big bro!"

Eiji felt his cheeks burning bright red, he was the big brother and yet there he was laughing his head off by Skipper's fingers. Eiji gasped and he opened one of his eyes to see where Ash was, he shrieked when he found him staring at the scene with a wide smirk.

Ash chuckled, his cheeks still pink after laughing so much. "What's wrong, big brother? Weren't you trying to teach me a lesson?" He teased and Eiji squirmed, trying to get up from the bed, but Ash was faster and easily got a hold of Eiji's wrists and pulled them up above his head. "Get his armpits!"

"NO! NOHOHO! Plehehease!"

Oh, how amazing it was to forget about everything bad for a moment and enjoy a silly game with the people who were important to you. Even if it meant that this big brother would be tickled to death by these two kids, Eiji couldn't feel lighter and happier, knowing that Ash and Skipper were also having a good time, even if he was laughing his head off, having his worst spot getting wrecked- it wasn't like he cared either way.

#banana fish #banana fish tickling #eiji okumura #ash lynx #skipper #ticklish!Eiji #ticklish!ash #ticklish!Skipper #mia's commisions #commissions

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toyama-division · 11 months ago

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Yano’s Thoughts on Roppongi Division

Kai Quinlan

“Hey, its that panicked old guy uncle threw onto me. You know for a guy so in love with his wife, you’d think he would remember their anniversary. He came into the shop all nervous asking if getting a custom gift within two days was possible. And of course, my uncle just laughed and made me crunch out that gift… Two days for a figurine?! Are you kidding me?! At least the whole thing was kinda worth it. I got to save old guy’s ass, his wife was really happy, and I got invited to their VIP room at their nightclub in Roppongi! Well, I’d be happier about that bonus if that guy wasn’t there all the time…”

Mireya Quinlan

“Shit, the old lady’s joining too-I mean, normal lady! Who said old? Ahahaha…”

“Ah, she’s got a scary look man. I accidentally let that slip and she gave me a look like she wanted to strangle me from across the counter. Still, she said she liked my work even if she called it ‘cheap-looking’. Blame your husband for the rushed job, not me... Said she wanted to do more business with me, which I can’t help but feel a little worried about? Like, what the hell could she be wanting from me? I already have that rich bitch from Shizuoka having me run around making her these dumb, extravagant sculptures. I’m getting sick of these commissions all these D.R.B. weirdos keep putting on me.”

Zakari Hiroya

“Tch, there’s one of Dice’s new gambling buddies. I wish those pink little freaks would stop bringing him up. I guess I can give them credit though. Without their annoying yapping, I wouldn’t know about this guy. Apparently, they’re two peas in a pod; both really egotistical about their luck, throwing their money around without any care. If that’s really the truth, I don’t want to talk with this guy. I already got myself in trouble with one lying prick, I don’t need to make that mistake again.”

Private Party

“Man, if it weren’t for my grudges, I’d be more willing to see these three in action over at Mireya’s club. I guess seeing them on stage will give me a chance to see what sort of stuff they’re made of. Maybe if I contact Mireya, I can negotiate a time to go when I’m sure that Dice isn’t anywhere near Roppongi… Grudges be damned, I wanna use my VIP ticket!”

#hypmic #hypnosis mic #hypnosis microphone #hypmic oc #hypnosis mic oc #hypnosis microphone oc #toyama division #eco boon #yano ietsuna #roppongi division #private party #kai quinlan #mireya quinlan #zakari hiroya

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pr1ncessava · 1 year ago

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Chapter Lady: What’s Really At Steak

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“Ahahaha…”

Laughter rang out in the square of Ginma District. It was fast, high pitched, seeming to pierce through the white noise Kanai Ward’s constant rain created.

“Ahahahaha…”

There it is again. It sounded so cheerful, so happy, so…nuts.

“Ahahahahahahahaha!”

And it only seemed to grow more and more frenzied as it continued to ring out into Ginma District’s square.

“Ahahahahahaha!”

That laughter belonged to only one person, the detective known as Lady Soot.

“Ahahaha! Again, again!” Lady began to bounce in place as she held her pretty pink umbrella over herself. She was standing in front of another person who seemed to be in their mid-20s, an electronic keyboard with Amaterasu’s logo on it right in front of them. They smiled at the woman before them, seeming grateful she stuck around for their act, “This is the first time someone’s liked my songs so much…thank you!” Lady smiled back as she happily responded, “Are you kidding? It’s like being in a candy store, I can’t get enough of it!” “Haha, a kid in a candy store?” They laughed at her sugary sweet words. “Absolutely! It’s good to enjoy the little things every now and then, y’know? Even if it’s a small, itty bitty little gumdrop!” Lady giggled at her own words, her sugary laughter filling the ears of the street performer. “You really are an interesting one, miss…?” They asked for her name. “Lady.” Lady introduced herself, shaking the performer’s hand in one rapid motion, giving them the biggest smile she could muster. “Just Lady…?” The performer giggled, “Anyway, my name’s Teru. It’s nice to meet you.” “Pleasure to meet you too!” Lady smiled once more, “Say, are you here all day?” “No, I’m here from noon to 9PM.” Teru responded with a smile on their face. “Noon to nine…” Lady softly murmured to herself before looking back up at them, “Okay! That’s very good to know!” Her bright pink eyes sparkled as she continued to smile so brightly. It was amazing how friendly Lady naturally was, making friends with even the most quiet and furtive of people.

An energetic and kind person such as herself surely would leave a tip for the performer, right? Seeing as she made no moves to do so, Teru had to ask. “Um…if you want to leave a tip, you can.” They flashed a shy smile at Lady’s way, who was met with a rather shocked expression from the master detective. Lady nervously chuckled, “About that…I don’t really have any money…” She gave a nervous smile in return. And hearing that made Teru’s once shy smile turn into a rather sour frown. “But, there is one way I can pay! Do you like desserts?” Lady leaned in closer to Teru as she made her offer, watching as they went silent. Desserts? Who the hell offers someone desserts as a way to pay someone?! Lady Soot, apparently. It was the only thing she could offer anyway, as she came to Kanai Ward with nothing but the clothes on her back and her umbrella. It took Teru a moment to respond, but they eventually did. “…No, not really. But, I have been craving something sweet lately.” Hearing that alone was enough for Lady’s energy levels to multiply by ten, if that was even possible. “Great! Tell me what you’re craving most, I can make it for you! It’ll take no more than a half hour tops!” As her words were rapidly fired in Teru’s direction, her smile seemed to grow even bigger. This girl really likes desserts as well as baking them, doesn’t she? Teru softly giggled before answering her, “Well, I have been craving some fresh matcha cake!” Lady’s smile grew even bigger as she leaned in even closer to them, bouncing in place once again as she got excited at the mere idea of baking something for someone. “I can definitely do that for you! Follow me!” And with that, Lady clicked her heels twice, activating the roller skates her Ruby red mary-jane shoes had installed into them. She began leisurely skating her way through Ginma district, leaving Teru a bit flabbergasted at the sight of her shoes. A soft sigh escaped their lips before they followed Lady.

Soon enough, the two stood outside the submarine known as the Nocturnal Detective Agency. As Teru caught up with Lady, they were a bit out of breath, and also rather confused as to why they stood right outside of the submarine that rested in the riverbank. They gave Lady a confused look, which was met with her signature sugary sweet smile. “Come with me!” She happily reassured them as she climbed up the ramp that connected the submarine to the dock, smiling at them expectantly. After a small moment of hesitation, they followed Lady into the submarine, with the two of them eventually making their way to the agency’s office. Inside the office was the agency’s chief, Yakou Furio, relaxing in his chair, reading the most recent newspaper from the Amaterasu Times. His eyes wandered over to Lady as she brought her new friend to the agency, seeming a bit confused as to why they were even there to begin with. Maybe it was someone who was here to give them a case? “Oh, Lady! Who’s your friend?” He asked, wondering who that was right next to his detective. Lady’s attention turned to the fuzzy, blue-haired chief, “Chiefy Weefy!” She gave him a frantic wave, seeming really ecstatic to have someone to share her baked goods with. However, her words left Chief Yakou a bit confused, his blue eyes widening a bit in bewilderment. “C-Chiefy Weefy…?” “This is my friend, Teru! They’re a street performer!” The detective, dressed in pink, happily showed off her friend to the chief, to which Teru gave a small bow. “It’s nice to meet you, Chief.” They smiled. “Oh, I almost forgot! I’ll get started on that matcha cake for you now, Teru!” Lady then darted off to the submarine’s kitchen at a lightning speed, leaving the street performer alone with the chief. An awkward silence began to fill the room, but it was eventually broken by Teru’s voice. “...Is she always this happy to see people?” They asked Chief Yakou, seeming a bit confused by Lady’s behavior. Chief Yakou couldn’t help but chuckle, “She is. As much as she’s high energy, she’s a good detective. And a good person too.” He turned his head to the doorway where the kitchen was, hearing Lady hum a tune to herself as she baked in there. “It’s hard to understand what goes on in that head of hers. As her boss, I can definitely attest to that. But despite it, she has a real heart of gold. She’s always making sweet treats for the other detectives.” He spoke with a smile, taking a moment before turning back to Teru. “She said she was making a matcha cake for you, how come?” Yakou tilted his head slightly as his curiosity piqued. Upon hearing his question, Teru let out a timid laugh, “Ah, she said she didn’t have any money to tip me, so she offered me desserts instead…” Yakou chuckled at their words, “Ah, haha…sounds about right. When she first came here, she had nothing but her umbrella and the clothes on her back.”

Before they knew it, Lady came back into the room, fresh matcha cake in hand. “Aaand, it’s done!” Teru looked at the cake in shock, it looked so delicious. It was that perfect matcha green color, even the frosting looked to be matcha flavored. And the fact that it was decorated with strawberries… Looking at it alone was enough to make anyone’s mouth water! “Wow… That looks amazing, Lady!” Teru beamed at the cake, their eyes seemed to sparkle the more they looked at the cake. “Wanna take it for the road? Go on, don’t be afraid! I don’t bite!” Lady smiled at Teru as she brought the cake closer to them. “You mean it? A-Are you sure?” Teru began to stutter, “C-Can I try a little bit of it here?” Lady quickly nodded as she continued to smile, “Sure! I’ll be right back!” Lady then darted back to the kitchen, the sound of silverware being shuffled filling in the silence of the agency. Eventually, she trotted back into the room, holding a cake server, a fork, and a small plate in her hands, and she began to cut a slice of the cake for Teru, putting it on the small plate for them. As soon as they took the plate, Lady began to put the rest of the cake in a leftover takeout box. Teru took a bite of the cake, and at that moment…it was heaven. The matcha cake was just the perfect amount of sweetness, and the strawberry on top added just the right amount of tang! And the earthy notes from the matcha itself was nothing short of amazing, it really hit the spot! Lady could see the smile on Teru’s face as they ate it, “Do we have a hit?” “Oh, absolutely! Have you thought about opening your own café?” Teru asked as soon as they finished eating. Hearing that question only made Lady giggle, “Funny you mention it, I used to live in one before I became a detective!” Hearing this made Chief Yakou take a moment to think, one of his Master Detectives used to bake at a café? Then again, it was Lady, so it seemed to make sense. “...I would say I’m shocked, but I’d kinda be lying.” He said. Lady’s head craned towards Chief Yakou, her pretty, caramel brown hair fluttering gently as she made eye contact with him, “You didn’t know? Huh, weird. I could’ve sworn I told you.” “What? You never told me that…!” Chief Yakou smiled in a puzzled manner, which was met with a rather quick response from Lady, “It was the first thing I mentioned when I came here.” Lady’s speedy sentence made Chief Yakou nervously laugh. She was right, she did say that when she first came to Kanai Ward, “Oh, right…” After they finished eating the slice of matcha cake, Teru took the takeout box with a smile on their face. “Well, I better get going. Thanks again for the cake, Lady. It really means a lot to me.” They waved to the detectives with their free hand before taking their leave. “Take care!” Lady happily chimed as she waved back to her new friend. Once they left, Chief Yakou softly chuckled as he shook his head, “You and your sweet nature, Lady… You make it look so easy to make friends!” “That’s because it is easy, silly!” Lady giggled before she clicked her shoes and activated their roller skate mode once again, leisurely skating figure eights around the office. “I’d do anything to make sure people smile. Heck, that’s kinda the reason why I became a detective in the first place!” Lady’s words confused Yakou a bit… ‘Kinda the reason?’ What the heck was the rest of the reasons Lady had for becoming a detective?! After being stupefied by her statement and casual roller skating, he had to ask, “Uh… What was the rest of the reason?” “That’s for me to know and you to find out.” Her words were quick and casual, as if she knew exactly what the chief was going to ask.

Lady was certainly a weird one…she roller skated everywhere, she was always baking sweets, she was always consuming sweets too. She’d only tease about her life and then completely distract you by meowing and knocking something over, and when she did say anything, her words were fired at the speed of light, making it difficult to even hear what she was saying. All the master detectives were rather eccentric individuals, but Lady definitely takes the cake when it comes to being on the weirder, even crazier side. Chief Yakou attempted to wipe the weird grimace from his face by checking the time. Upon realizing how late it was, he stood up from his chair, his eyes on Lady as she continued to skate inside the office, “Hey, it’s getting late. You might want to go back to the hotel and get some sleep.”

“I don’t sleep.”

“Y-You…what?”

“Besides, you never know what’ll happen when your eyes are closed.” Lady flashed her signature smile at the chief as she stopped skating. Those bright pink eyes of hers…they seemed to sparkle, but at the same time, there was something else behind them. As if she was constantly hiding something about herself and she wouldn’t let up on it around even the closest of friends. Looking into her eyes for too long made it seem like those pretty pink irises were spiraling…further and further into madness. Was she really on the brink of losing it? After a moment, Chief Yakou snapped out of it, shaking his head with his eyes closed before scratching his fuzzy blue hair. “U-Um, anyway… Try to get some rest tonight, will you? Staying up all hours of the day isn’t any good.” “Says the bloke who sleeps in ‘till noon.” Lady replied with a smug smirk on her face. “Hey, I forget to turn on my alarm sometimes!” Chief Yakou replied in a rather flustered manner, which made Lady chuckle. “Well, just make sure you’re up in time before we all meet here!” She happily replied as she grabbed her umbrella from the coat hanger, placing the hook handle onto her forearm before skating out of the office. Chief Yakou softly smiled as he watched Lady make her way out of the submarine, “Good night, Lady. Stay safe out there!” “Oh you know me, I’ll be fine! Somehow, someway, I get out of the trouble I find myself in! That’s how it always is!” She yelled back in response before leaving the submarine and making her way to Kamasaki District.

After another sleepless night in the Sun & Moon Hotel, Lady merrily roller skated her way over to the riverbank, holding her pretty pink umbrella over herself as she hummed a little chipper tune to herself. As soon as she entered the submarine, she made her presence known, “Chief, you better be up!” Her voice rang out as she spoke in a sing-song tone, the first thing she heard in response was the shuffling of the chief’s newspaper. “Oh, Lady! There you are! Listen, I…have some news for you.” “News?” Lady’s head tilted to the side before she approached the chief’s desk, leaning over it as she continued to smile, “What is it, boss?” The look on Chief Yakou’s face seemed to be that of apprehension, like he had just learned about something that troubled him. “So, uh…you know your friend, Teru?” “Yeah, why?” Lady paused for a moment, taking in the silence. That alone was enough for her to realize what had happened. “...Is Teru dead?” Yakou nodded, “Yeah… They were…killed.” The silence that followed was enough to asphyxiate Lady. Why is it that the people that Lady managed to bond with managed to end up dead in such horrific ways? First, it was her grandmother, who sadly passed due to her home going up in flames, now her newest friend gets killed the day after she met them? Who the hell even has that kind of luck?! It took Lady a moment before her face showed a look of determination, “Let me take on the case.” She even sounded serious compared to how silly and goofy she normally was. Her determination alone was enough to shock Chief Yakou, “Jeez, you want to take on the case already…?!” “It’s the very least I can do,” Lady softly nodded, “I owe them.” “Owe them…? You barely knew them!” Chief Yakou blurted out in response, still stunned by the fact that Lady didn’t even want to grieve her new friend. Was she really that quick to just move onto solving the case? “Hey, just because I barely knew them doesn’t mean I don’t care. Don’t you ever get that twisted!” She lightly struck the chief’s desk as she spoke, “They could’ve had a family, a family that loved and cared for them. And so help me, I will see through that their family gets the justice they so rightfully deserve! They deserve real justice, not that bland ass slop those slower than molasses Peacekeepers are gonna try and feed them. So let me do my job, and bring it to them!” “Um…” A soft, innocent sounding voice rang out in the agency, causing both the chief and Lady to crane their heads towards the source of it. It was a little girl, who seemed to be no older than the age of eight.

Lady’s surprised expression turned into a sweet smile as she began to approach the child. “Hi there! How did you find us, sugarcube?” She smiled as she gently got down on her knees, smiling up at the little girl as she spoke with such a sweet, kind voice. “M-My sibling told me about a friend they made yesterday, and they said they stopped by here…” The soft, little voice seemed to be shaky, the child’s eyes starting to fill with tears, “Are you Lady…?” She meekly asked, her eyes meeting Lady’s bright pink ones. “Yep, that’s me! I’m Lady Soot, nice to meet you, sweetheart! What’s your name?” She asked the child with a smile. “A-Airi…” The little girl choked out, still seeming rather distraught. “What a sweet name, Airi! I can tell it fits someone who seems like they’re made of sugar.” Lady tenderly responded to Airi, an attempt to try and help the little girl relax, even just a little bit. “Th-Thank you…” Airi seemed to get a bit more choked up, sniffling softly as little tears streamed down her face. “Teru named me…” She softly whimpered, causing Lady’s eyes to go wide. “Wait… You’re Teru’s sister?” That information seemed to awe Lady, her eyes locked onto Airi as she softly responded. “Y-Yes…” With that, poor Airi started to cry, her little body shaking. Chief Yakou couldn’t believe his eyes and his ears, this was Teru’s little sister, and she was the one asking the detectives for help?! He sat there in pure dismay, “Oh, this is bad… What do we do?!” After seeing the chief panic, Lady knew exactly how to handle this. Her head turned back onto Airi, giving her a smile as she spoke to the kid, “Airi, did Teru tell you what I do?” “Well…” sniff, “…they said you made a really yummy matcha cake…” Airi’s response made Lady giggle, “Yes, I did do that! But do you know what else I do? I’m a detective.” Lady gently held onto the little girl’s hands as she continued to speak, “Do you know what detectives do? We’re here to help you out!” Airi’s little voice was shaky as she whimpered, “Y-You are…?” Lady gave the child a soft nod as she smiled, “I’m really sorry to hear about what happened to Teru, Airi. Losing someone who was part of your family is always really hard, and I want to let you know you did a really brave thing today by coming over to ask us for help.” Airi sniffled once more, “…R-Really?” “Of course!” Lady giggled, “You did a really great thing coming over to us. Now, we can help you figure out what happened to your sibling!” “You will…?” Airi’s eyes seemed to sparkle as she heard those words. Lady wanted to help figure out what happened to her sibling? Not to mention, she was significantly nicer than any Peacekeepers she encountered! “Absolutely! You can count on me!” Lady smiled as she gave Airi the sweetest smile she could possibly muster, the sight getting the little girl to smile before hugging the detective. “Thank you, Lady…” The little girl softly spoke. Lady couldn’t help but chuckle lightly as she hugged Airi back, “Anytime! Now,” she pulled back before speaking, “What’s something you like to do? Maybe, I can ask you some questions while we do something you like together!” “Um…” Airi thought to herself before answering Lady’s question, “…I like to draw!” “Drawing, it is! Hey Chief, get us a couple pens and paper!” Lady turned her head to the chief, giving him an enthusiastic smile. Chief Yakou sat there, absolutely flabbergasted. “U-Uh…sure! Let me get those…” He then searched his drawers, eventually getting exactly what Lady requested. She then happily trotted her way over to the chief, grabbing the pens and paper, “Thanks, Chief!” She showed Airi to the coffee table, sitting next to the child as she handed her the paper and a pen. “Ready to get creative?” She asked, giving Airi a sugary sweet smile. “Yeah!” Airi replied with such enthusiasm before she began to scribble on the paper, causing a small giggle to escape from Lady.

“So, Airi,” Lady watched as the child continued to scribble, “Do you know your sibling’s routine at all? What do they normally do everyday?” “Well…” Airi began to speak as she continued moving the pen along the paper, “We wake up, and we have meat buns for breakfast. It’s Teru’s favorite!” She smiled as she began to walk Lady through a normal day in Teru’s life. “Then, I hear them practicing their music in their room! Sometimes, I’ll go in and watch them. They like it when I clap!” Airi giggled as she continued to doodle. “Okay, great!” Lady nodded, “How long do they practice for, do you know?” Her question made Airi think, “We usually finish up breakfast around 9…and I remember them telling me they were gonna be late yesterday if I didn’t leave their room.”

“Do you remember what time it was?”

“11:30. I remember them saying that.” Airi responded, continuing to draw. “11:30…” Lady muttered to herself, taking a moment before she looked back up at Airi. “What about when Teru came home that night? Did you see them last night?” She asked. “Yeah,” Airi nodded, “They told me about you and how you made the yummy matcha cake for them. They even let me have a slice!” She smiled up at the detective. “Do you remember anything else?” Lady smiled as she asked. “After I ate it, Teru tucked me into bed, and then I went to sleep.” The child responded, continuing to scribble. “So after that, you fell asleep?” Lady asked, watching as Airi gave her a small nod. As soon as her testimony was finished, Lady smiled, “Great! You did a really good job at answering my questions, Airi!” It was at that point where Lady got a glimpse of the doodle Airi had been working on. The child’s drawing consisted of three figures; one was a big man, one was a medium sized person, and one was a small girl. Upon further inspection, the person in the middle looked like…Teru? And the little girl seemed to resemble Airi! “What’re you drawing, Airi? Is it your family?” She asked, continuing to look closer at the drawing. Airi nodded, giving the detective a small hum in response. The big question now was the person all the way on the left… That big man, who was that? No stone could be left unturned, Lady had to ask. “Can I ask you something? That person looks like Teru…” Lady pointed at the person in the middle, “And that’s you…” her finger moved to the little girl, “But…who’s that?” Lady pointed to the big man in the drawing. “Oh, that’s Jiro.” Airi seemed to speak nonchalant as she responded to Lady’s question. Jiro…? Lady never heard of Jiro before, was it their father? “He’s our big brother.” Airi’s word’s snapped Lady out of her thoughts, they had an older brother? That just sparked the formation of many other questions in the detective’s brain. In an attempt to try and keep her thoughts all organized, Lady shot one of the questions at the child, “Was Jiro there?” “During breakfast, he was…” Airi responded.

“What about last night?”

“He said goodnight to me too before Teru tucked me in.” Hearing the little girl’s response got the gears in Lady’s head to start turning. “Mmhm…” Lady slowly nodded, “What does Jiro do during the day? Do you know?” Airi looked over at Lady, “Hmm? Oh, he works at a butcher shop!” Lady’s eyes began to sparkle, maybe talking to Jiro could get a lead! “A butcher shop? Do you know where it is?” She leaned in a bit closer as she asked. “Um…” Airi began to think a bit more, “I think it’s in Ginma District… He left right after breakfast.” “Ginma District, got it!” Lady nodded as she seemed to grow more enthusiastic, “Thank you so much, Airi!” “Well Chief, hopefully babysitting is on your resume!” The detective chimed as her head turned to the fuzzy haired chief. “What?!” He gasped, “Y-You’re not leaving me alone with a kid, are you…?!” He seemed so distraught at the thought of watching a little kid. “Yeah! You’ve had one before, right?” Lady responded, seeming a bit confused as to why the chief was panicking. “No! No I haven’t!” Chief Yakou cried out in response. Seeing this made Lady giggle as she approached the chief, “Oh relax, you’ll be fine. Surprised you’re not a dad already, what with dealing with us and all!” “Yeah, but this is different!” Chief Yakou nervously hissed, “I’ve never had to watch over a little kid before!” Lady couldn’t help but chuckle, “Oh stop crying, the milk isn’t spilled. You just have to make sure to not tip it over!”

“W…What?”

“You’ll figure it out, be back soon!” Lady chimed before grabbing her umbrella, leaving the submarine. Chief Yakou’s eyes widened as the detective simply left him in the agency with the kid like that.

“Ginma District, Ginma District…” Lady hummed to herself as she roller skated underground, making her way through Kanai Ward, “Why is everything happening in Ginma District? Am I the only one that noticed this?” She continued to skate through Kamasaki District, the sound of the wheels on her shoes splashing through the puddles littered throughout the roads and sidewalks joining the pitter patter of the rain. She rolled her way through Kamasaki District, which led to her entering her destination. She finally made it to Ginma District once again, now it was time to search for that butcher shop Airi mentioned. Low and behold, there it was! It was the only butcher shop within the district, and it seemed to be rather high-end, too. “Fitting of Ginma District to have a fancy meat shop like this.” Lady shrugged before she entered the store, causing the bell on the door to ring and signal that she entered. “Welcome to The Cut Above! How can we help you today?” The man at the front desk greeted Lady. “Hi, there!” Lady happily addressed the worker, “Say, I’ve got a question.” She smiled as she leaned over the counter, “Does a big man named Jiro work here?” “Oh, Jiro? Yeah, he does. Despite what happened, he decided to show up to work today.” The worker responded, seeming a bit saddened by the thought of what happened to Jiro’s younger sibling. “Would he be able to talk with me for a bit? I was a friend of Teru’s, and I’d be happy to extend my condolences to him.” Lady’s smile was sweet and genuine as she said this. As much as she didn’t even know about Teru’s family until now, she really did want to express her sympathy to them. “Yes, I‘ll go get him for you.” The worker nodded before heading into the back and calling out, “Jiro!” The door slammed behind the worker, leaving Lady alone for a bit. Maybe she could use this time to look around! But wait… That smell, why is it so pungent? Lady sniffed the air, and it became obvious what that smell was. Cleaning products. “That's a cleaning product smell if I’ve ever smelt it before…! Why is it so strong? Do they use bleach or something?” Lady muttered quietly to herself. That led Lady to wander around a bit, seeming to stop at the trash can. “Old habits die hard…” She softly spoke to herself before opening the lid. Inside seemed to be rubber gloves, most of which were drenched in blood. However, there was a pair that seemed to stand out to the detective. Instead of blood, they seemed to be drenched with water. “Water…? Who the hell washes their hands with rubber gloves on?!” She thought out loud, seeming to grimace at her own words in confusion. Lady stepped back from the trash can, taking in the two new clues she had just found. Her eyes continued to scan the area, “Doesn’t seem like there’s anything else I can find here…” And just like that, a big man stepped out of the back door, stepping up to the counter, “Hi there, can I help you?” His grumbly, yet happy voice rang out, “I’m Jiro, you said you were a friend of Teru?” “Yes I am!” Lady happily spoke as she approached the counter, “I’m Lady, it’s a pleasure to meet you!”

Jiro smiled at Lady, “It’s nice to meet you too. Hey, aren’t you the girl who made that cake for them?” “Sure was!” Lady giggled, “I’m so glad they liked it! Did you try it at all?” Jiro shook his head, “Nah, I didn’t get the chance to. But it looked amazing… Do you own a bakery or something?” “No, but I used to live in a café!” Lady’s laugh rang out through the shop, “I hate to change the subject so soon, but… I’d like to ask you a few questions, if that’s alright with you.” “Sure, I don’t mind. Is it about my sibling?” Jiro asked, watching as Lady nodded in response. “Where were you last night around 10 PM?” She asked. “I was home. I told my little sister good night as she went to bed.” Jiro answered.

“What about after that?”

“I threw on the TV and I watched the nightly news.”

“Hmm, okay.” Lady slowly nodded, taking Jiro’s alibi into account, “How long were you watching the news for?” “I watch it until I fall asleep. Not the best habit, but I could always count on Teru to turn the TV off when they woke up.” Jiro’s response was filled with a gloomy tone, seeming to be taking the loss of his sibling rather hard. “So, this would be a common occurrence?” Lady tilted her head as she asked, her caramel brown hair gently fluttering behind her as she did so. “Yeah,” Jiro shrugged, “This happened all the time.” His responses got Lady thinking again, they seemed to fit in the timeline… “When did you fall asleep, if you don’t mind me asking?” She looked up at him as she asked. “Around 12:30…that’s when I normally start feeling myself drift.” Jiro answered with a little sigh escaping his big frame. “Alright��” Lady nodded again, digesting that information, “What time do you guys normally clean the place?” That question seemed to surprise Jiro, “We usually clean the place at 6:30, right before the place opens for the day. We also clean at night, before the place closes.” “Ah, that explains it!” Lady’s smile seemed to brighten, “I could smell the detergent, that’s why I asked!” And with that, Lady looked to be satisfied with the information Jiro provided. “Well, I think that’s all I need! Thank you so much, Jiro!” She giggled. “Anytime, Lady.” The butcher smiled at Lady as his eyes were on her. “I’m so sorry about what happened to them, but mark my words, I will make sure you get the closure you so rightfully deserve.” She continued to smile up at the man, it was very easy to tell her words were heartfelt. “I’ve gotta go, I bet the boss is wondering what’s taking me so long.” She spoke, clicking her heels twice to activate the roller skates mode on her shoes, “Catch you later!” Lady waved as she began to roll her way out the door. Her thoughts were running wild. Was he truly watching TV from 10 to 12:30? What about the overpowering stench of cleaning products? But then, there was also the fact that there was a pair of gloves that were covered in water? It all made sense. But then, As Lady decided to cut through Kanai Ward using one of its many alleyways, everything went black.

Eventually, Lady came to, the bright fluorescent lights of the room blinding the detective as her eyes fluttered open. She let out a soft groan as she began to sit up, taking in her surroundings. What the hell were all those fleshy colored things? Her eyesight was still too fuzzy to recognize anything around her, so she rubbed her eyes before blinking. Her eyes widened at what was before her. Animal carcasses. “Ah!” Lady cried out before shuffling away from the gutted animals that were hung up. Just as soon as she thought she was far away enough, the detective felt something cold brush up against her back, freezing in place for a couple seconds. She slowly craned her head to see what it was, and the sight was horrible. It was Teru, dead. Their body was hung up just like the animal carcasses, hanging by their feet. Blood was dripping from their head, the sound of it trickling in a rhythmic pattern breaking the silence. A soft scream escaped the master detective, squirming away from the corpse, “Holy shit…!” Lady took a moment before catching her breath, “What are the odds?” She continued to breathe heavily as her eyes darted around the room, realizing she was in a meat locker. “Guess I was right…” pant, “We know the who…” pant, “What about the how…?” A soft sigh escaped Lady as she began to rise to her feet, “No time to waste, let’s roll.” The master detective stepped closer to Teru’s corpse, getting on her knees as she gently felt Teru’s head, checking the wound on the back of their head. “Is that…” She paused, continuing to check the wound, “...is that blunt force trauma?” She gently let go of their head, seeing that her hands were now stained pink, “Oh, great.” Lady sighed, “Luckily, I’m alone!” She let out a soft laugh before catching a glimpse at Teru’s arms, seeing that their arms were covered in all sorts of gashes, even their sleeves were ripped. Lady stood up as she began to investigate the arm wounds. “They’ve got all sorts of gashes. Jeez, they must’ve put up a fight…” After stepping away from the corpse, Lady began to think aloud once more, “Their body was pretty cold too, but it wasn't freezing.” The detective scanned the meat locker once more, noticing that she was the only thing that was alive in there. Her gaze then fell onto her hands, stained pink from Teru’s blood. “Okay, keep it ice cold, Lady…” She felt her breath get a bit shallow the more she looked at the blood, “You’re the only person in here, no one else is around. It’s all gonna be fine if you use your Forte just this once…” The sound of her breath becoming more jagged filled the cold silence of the meat locker. “Alright…” breath, “On the count of three…” After another rugged breath, Lady spoke once more. “Three!” Right after encouraging herself, the detective licked her hands clean, consuming any last drop of blood that painted her hands. Her eyes were closed tightly as she began to taste it.

All of a sudden, her bright pink eyes shot open, inspecting the area around her. So far, so good. Everything seems to be normal. A soft, relieved sigh escaped Lady’s system as she turned around, being met with a truly terrifying sight. Teru was standing there right in front of her, bleeding out of their head. Their lips were blue, and the shine in their eyes was no longer there. The corpse was standing right in front of her. “Ahh!” Lady softly screamed as she fell to the floor, scooting further and further away from the corpse. Teru’s body slowly approached her. Step…step…step. Their steps were slowly drawn out, which only made Lady squirm away even quicker as soft, terrified whimpers escaped the detective. Her chest was rapidly moving up and down as she found herself hyperventilating, her ivory skin turning pale as she watched Teru’s cadaver inch closer and closer to her. She couldn’t look away. She couldn’t look away. She desperately wanted to. She wanted to just force her eyelids closed, maybe even drive her eyeballs into their sockets with her thumbs. But she couldn’t. She couldn’t, she didn’t, and all she really could do was stare. Stare in fear. Stare in silence. No matter what, her eyes couldn’t be peeled away from the sight of the corpse that stood before her. The sight made her eyes shake, her breath hitching in her throat as she felt her eyes stay open as wide as they possibly could. Her breath became more shallow. More, and more, and more shallow and she couldn’t look away. She wanted to. Oh, how she wanted to. But she couldn’t. “It isn’t real…” Lady rapidly whispered to herself, continuing to hyperventilate as she made her poor attempts to self soothe. “It isn’t real, it isn’t real, it isn’t real…” Her hands traveled to her head as she attempted to calm herself down more. “It isn’t real, it isn’t real, it isn’t real, it isn’t real… It isn’t real…!” Her words grew shakier and shakier as she said them. As much as she wanted to, she couldn’t bring herself to believe a single word out of her mouth right now. “Get it together, Lady…” Lady’s voice grew shaky, her eyes began to fill with tears as she attempted to plaster a smile on her face. “You’re just making the screws in your head even more loose than they already are! Y-Yeah…!” A nervous laugh escaped her as she softly sniffled, wiping the tears away. She sniffled, “It’ll be over soon. This horrible nightmare of a Forte will be over soon…a-and you’ll get the info that you need!” She rubbed her eyes once more, taking a moment before looking up where the body once stood before her. It was gone. Was it over? Lady nervously giggled, beginning to believe that it was finally over. But it wasn’t over. She let out a soft hiss as the back of her head began to hurt. Bad. Her hand traveled to the source of the throbbing pain, rubbing her head gently before pulling her hand away, only to be greeted with another horrific sight. Blood. It covered her entire hand. “What the hell?!” Lady screamed out, the feeling of the pain only seemed to grow worse and worse. Her eyes closed tightly as she continued to hiss out in pain, the sound of her skull slowly cracking was deafening to her. As soon as her eyes opened once more, it stopped. The pain was gone. She looked down at her hands. The blood was gone. Her chest was still rapidly moving up and down as she took in her surroundings. Everything was the same as it was before she used Carnivorous Autopsy. Even Teru’s body was in the same spot, still strung up like a gutted animal. Lady felt her breath begin to slow down, “Alright…” pant, “So it really was blunt force trauma…” pant, “Those gashes came after…” Lady took a deep breath before she began to stand up once more. “Right, now I need to find a way out.”

Just like that, Lady began to wander around the meat locker, making sure to triple check the entire room as she worked quickly and diligently to find a way to get the hell out of there. However, Lady made a discovery. “Huh, weird… Why is there no murder weapon?” That information only made Lady scan the area a good few times over, checking every possible spot where a potential murder weapon could be hidden. “There’s no way it was that easily disposed of, right?” The detective placed her hands on her hips as she crossed her legs while standing. “I can taste the fact that the weapon was no bigger than 9 kilograms…but how or where do you store a weapon that heavy?” Right after she said those words, Lady’s eyes widened, “Unless… I need to get out of here, I’ve got to tell the chief!” With that, Lady began searching for a way out once again. After roughly ten minutes, Lady’s eyes caught a glimpse of a lock on the door. “That’s it!” Lady exclaimed, sprinting towards the door, attempting to undo the lock, “Jeez, it’s colder than sherbet ice cream!” Her hands flinched away from the door as she felt how freezing it was, taking a moment to rub her hands together just to keep them warm. “Right, let me try that again.” A smile formed on Lady’s face as she got ready to mess with the lock as fast as she could. Once she felt ready, she placed her hands on the freezing door, doing her best to work the lock as quickly as she could. “Just a little bit more, and…” Click! “Done! Ahaha, easy as pie with an ice cream garnish!” With that, Lady swung open the door, being greeted by Chief Yakou and Airi at the counter, standing before the surprised worker as he saw Lady exit the back room. “Oh, there’s Chief Yakou! Hi, Chief!” Lady giddily waved to the chief and the child as she made her way towards them, “You won’t believe what I found out. I know exactly who the culprit is, it’s-“

“Airi?”

A familiar voice rang out. Shit, it’s Jiro! Lady turned her head to meet the big man, giving him her signature goofy grin. “…Oh! Hey there, Lady.” Jiro seemed rather surprised to see her, “How goes it?” “Oh good, good!” Lady crossed her legs as she placed her hands on her hips, “I think I know what happened to your sibling!” The way Lady smiled…she knew something, and she seemed more than happy to share it. “Oh, you do?” Jiro seemed surprised, “I take it they were murdered, just like the Peacekeepers said?” “Oh yeah, they definitely were,” Lady nodded, “I take it that luring your sibling out to hit them from behind with a full leg of ham, creating fake self-defense wounds in order to obfuscate what really happened, and taking the body into the meat locker before opening so you could dispose of everything so conveniently is a normal day of work for you, hmm?” “Huh? A leg of ham…? W-Wait, are you saying the brother did it…?!” Chief Yakou seemed utterly astonished by the deduction Lady had come to. “Now that you mention it…” the worker began to think, “Jiro did seem a bit eager to sell a leg of ham today. It was the first thing we sold.” Jiro’s face contorted into a look of displeasure as he looked over at his coworker. “Uh-huh!” Lady nodded again, “Oh by the way, you don’t use bleach to clean a place where food is handled. You’d have a huge possibility of contaminating the meat you’re trying to sell! But you already knew that, didn’t you? Since the smell of bleach was coming from the store itself rather than the meat locker.” Jiro’s expression turned to that of rage, a low growl emitting from him as he heard the detective reveal the truth. “What?” Airi’s soft, innocent voice rang out, tears filling the child’s eyes as she looked at her older brother. “But, Jiro…why?” The little girl began to choke up as tears streamed down her little face. Jiro sighed as he felt his big, beefy body begin to tremble. “Street performing is useless. You’re gonna starve and get nowhere if you go down that path…” His voice was low as he grumbled his words. “That’s why I kept telling them to get a job here… They never listened. They were adamant on doing something stupid like street performing!” He yelled out, causing his little sister to cry. “I-I thought you liked it…” Airi softly whimpered. “Are you kidding? I hated it. I’ve hated it since day one. I wanted them to inherit the business from me!” Jiro’s harsh words only made the little girl cry even more. Lady’s head turned to the other worker, “You might wanna call the Peacekeepers and tell them everything. I’d be happy to answer any questions for them!” “You’re gonna pay for this…you’ll pay with your blood, Lady!” Jiro shouted at the detective, spit flying out of his mouth. “Uh-huh, sure. You couldn’t keep me quiet by shoving me in a meat locker, what makes you think I’ll keep quiet now?” She smugly smirked at the butcher before turning to Airi, getting down on her knees as she attempted to comfort the crying child. “I’m so sorry you had to see all of that, sweetheart…” She softly cooed, her hand gently wiping away the tears that formed in her little eyes. Airi’s wet eyes fell onto Lady as she felt the detective wipe her tears away, little sniffles escaping her. “Do you have anyone you can stay with, Airi?” Lady softly asked, giving Airi a heartfelt smile. “M-My auntie lives close to us…” She whimpered out. “Oh, good!” Lady’s eyes sparkled, “Why don’t we go look for her?” “O-Okay…” Airi whimpered once more, thus causing her, Lady, and Chief Yakou to make their way over to where the little girl’s aunt lived, dropping her off to live there.

“So,” Chief Yakou sighed as he and Lady made their way back to the agency, “You were really trapped in that meat locker?” “Sure was!” Lady responded with a smile, “Right after I finished questioning him, Jiro knocked me out from behind. I’m just lucky I didn’t die from it, ahaha!” Her statement caused Chief Yakou to nervously laugh, “Yeah, I guess…” The chief’s eyes were locked onto Lady, watching as she briskly roller skated right next to him. “Hey, Lady…” His words got Lady to meet his gaze, “Are you…doing okay?” “Huh? Oh, yeah! Things may have gotten a little nutty, but it’s nothing I can’t handle!” Lady smiled, “I may or may not be putting my sanity at stake every time I use my Forte, but it’s a small price to pay if it means getting closure!” Lady continued to match Chief Yakou’s walking speed as they continued to stroll through Kanai Ward. Hearing Lady got him thinking, ‘putting her sanity at stake every time she uses her Forte?’ What does she mean by that? A small moment of silence passed before the chief pressed on, “Wait, what do you mean by that? Are the side effects bad?” “Oh, they’re awful,” Lady responded immediately, “That’s why I try and guess it all, first!” “Guess it all?!” Chief Yakou was stunned, “You can’t be serious, right…?” He asked. Lady quickly replied, “Oh, I’m dead serious. The side effects are so bad that they push me further and further to the brink of insanity… I’m starting to think my brain is rotting away every time I use it! But sometimes, I have to. And if it means giving someone the closure they deserve, I’m prepared to make that sacrifice.” She ended her sentence with a small shrug. “Jeez…” Chief Yakou mumbled before looking over at Lady once more, “That explains a thing or two, Lady.” Lady couldn’t help but laugh at the chief’s response, “Sure does! Say, what’s something you’re craving sugar wise? Maybe I can whip it up for you!” Chief Yakou watched as Lady smiled, unable to help but be appreciative of the detective’s offer, “Really?” His blue eyes seemed to sparkle, “Uh…ube cake rolls sound good right now! What about that? Would that work?” Lady nodded, “Sure would! But, I’m taking a bite. Sugar overpowers the bitterness of blood, after all!” “Th-The bitterness of blood?!” Chief Yakou yelped in shock, which only got Lady to laugh. “Ahahahaha!” Her laughter began to fill the streets of Kanai Ward once more as they made it to the agency.

#ava’s writing #master detective archives: rain code #rain code #mdarc #rain code oc #mdarc oc #original character #rain code oc dlc #rain code oc story #mdarc oc dlc #lady soot #yakou furio

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tickling-giggles · 2 years ago

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Tickletober Day 7: Machine

Lee: Mitsuba

Ler: Teru

Implied ship: Mistuba x Kou

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“Come in!” Kou shouted at the knocks on his door. “Hello little brother may I please borrow your boyfriend” Teru smirked emphasizing ‘boyfriend’.

“Why can’t you just use his name we’re not even dating” kou blushed as he covered his face.

“Can I borrow him yes or no” he asked his brother again. “I dunno ask him you I can’t tell you his emotions”Kou shrugged his shoulders as he unpaused his game.

“No no it’s fine I’ll go” Mitsuba went so there was no type of argument, plus it would be quick right?“Gooooooood” he followed him out of Kou’s room to another room with just a chair.

“Do I sit there?” Mitsu pointed at the chair before he sat down, as seconds went by the chair trapped him in the chair, “U-uh T-Teru? What’s going on?”

“Oh nothing it won’t hurt you I promise” Teru promised. “But why am I locked up in this machine though? Mitsuba asked still confused.

“Oh nothing I’m just trying to multitask” Teru scoffed. “What d-do you mean by that” mitsuba kept getting more nervous by the minute.

“I’m going to ask you some questions itll tell me whether or not you’re lying that’s if it even work” Teru stated “B-but why would I lie?” Mitsu nervously asked.

“I don’t know you seem like a honest kid anyways” Teru shrugged his shoulders.

“Okay what color is your hair”

“..pink?”

“Okay we’ll can you lie on purpose so I can see if it works” Teru sighed. “I-i no I’m nervous” Mitsuba admitted.

“It’s not supposed to hurt— do you have a crush on my brother” Teru reminded him as he asked home a different question. “W-what of course i don’t” Mitsuba giggled.

Then his machine buzzed as a red light on his remote flashed. “Oh Mitsuba lying?”

“No I’m not AHAhahahaha whahahat thehe hell what ihihis it dohohoing”Mitsuba started laughing as he felt cooled hands tickling his sides.

“Tickling you duh”

“Ihi knohohow that buhuht whyehehe”

“Because you lied, so mister what ARE you to my brother” Teru stated before asking another question.

“We’rehehehe just clohohose friehehnds AHA AHhaAhahaHaAh”

“More lies?! I can NOT believe you right now Mitsuba” Teru gasped covering his mouth.

“BUuhuhUt i’m nAHAahAHahat YAHAHAHA”

“Not according to your laughter” Teru raised his eyebrows.

“WEHEHEHE AREHEHE NAHAAHAHAT DAHAHAHATING”

“So my last question—“ Teru was about to ask before his laugh increased.

“YOHOHOOHU DIHIHIDNT EHEHEVEN ASK MEHEHEHEHE A WUHUHIESTION THAT TIHIHIME”

“Jehehez soho ahem so who do YOU have a crush on then” Teru couldn’t help but giggle a bit.

“NAHAHAHA NOHOHOBOHOHDY”

“EEEEEAHAHAHAHA FIHIHINE MEHEHEHE AAHHANAD YOHOHOUR BROHOOTHER ARE BOHOYFRIENDS AHAHAHA”

“I FREAKING KNEW IT” Teru snapped his fingers finally knowing that he was right.

“STAHAHAHAHAP I TOHOHOLD THEHEHE TRUTHAHA”

“Okay okayy I don’t want to kill you” he rolled his eyes as he released him.

“Yohohou *hic* yohou are ehevil”

“Whaaaaaateverrr”Teru stuck his tounge out

#kiara writes #tickle fic #tickletober #tickledrabble #tbhk tickle #lee!mitsuba #tbhk tickle drabble #tbhk tickle fic #ler!teru #tickletober fic #tickletober drabble #tickletober2022

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oddsconvert · 2 years ago

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Hi! I’m considering starting a whump blog to post prompts and maybe stories later on and was just looking for any tips/advice you had on it (I’m a bit nervous and you’re one of my favourite blogs on here), thank you! :)

Ohmydays!!!! 😭🥺😭🥺😭🥺 - that means so much to me, thank you! 🥰

I was EXACTLY the same with the nerves when I made this blog! I was a secret little lurker and this account went through phases of me coming out my shell where I would slowly add a bio...slowly add a profile pic...then bit the bullet and made a post.

So saying that, my first bit of advice is to GO FOR IT! ♥️ Honestly, making my whump blog has been one of my best decisions ever, I love it here. I wish I'd done it sooner.

But here's some advice that I would've given past me when I first started up (and even current me that needs to remember sometimes)

× Write whatever the hell you want to write and don't hold yourself back! If you enjoy what you write, I can guarantee you that others will too. So don't get too bogged down in the "is this too dark?", "Will people like this?" - write for you! 🥰

× Interact with whumpblr! Don't be shy to interact with people, reblog or comment on what you love or send asks! This community has honestly some of the kindest and friendliest people you will ever come across, and you'll find that over time they'll become your rocks/your support/friends - and they MAKE the experience and will cheer you on!

× Don't get disheartened if interactions on posts take their time! Sometimes posts can take a good few days to do their rounds onto people's dash's, with good ol' timezones and Tumblrs amazing lack of algorithm or peeps manually scrolling through tags!

× Try and trigger warning your content where needed! But don't stress about being an expert about it on day one! We all learn through experience and time, so if you ever miss one or forget, odds are someone will just pop an ask or a comment and just say "mind tagging this?" and it's as simple as that!

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I hope some of those tips are a little bit helpful ahahaha - and I wish you the best of luck if you choose to start up your whump blog and hope you enjoy it!!!!

#answered asks #whump blog #whump blog advice #writing advice #whump community #whump writing #whumpblr

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suchababie · 4 years ago

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Thots +18 under the cut. This is my first ever smut posted on Tumblr! Finally able to post it!!! And ngl i’m nervous ahahaha :) (tbh i feel nauseous of how nervous i am) . Shoutout to @bemine-bucky, @borikenlove, and @spicynudlesoup who witnessed the thirst I had for him that time lmao. Instead of Chris Evans RPF, I made it to Ari Levinson bc i love him

Pairing: Ari Levinson x reader

word count: 1,079

WARNINGS: NOT BETA’D. ALL OF THE MISTAKES ARE MY OWN.18+ ONLY. MINORS DNI. D/S dynamics, light dry humping if you squint, breath play (light choking), petnames, light degradation, language, allusions to punishment and smut. I think that’s it? please let me know if there are anymore warning that i didn’t include.

I give no permission to repost this work to any other media outlets. If you like it, reblogs are also very much appreciated. Comments are also a very good plus! <3

Imagine being a little lonely in a small house you and your boyfriend Ari shared, home near the beach where you can hear the birds chirping loudly as they try to hunt for fish and the soft and peaceful sea crashing along the shore. Ari told you that he was a little busy like usual, planning for his next mission in god knows where. He was dedicated to his work because he loved helping those who are in need, you understand that and you loved that for him, but you didn’t like it when he was too much invested in it and left you alone on your own.

You were his very supportive, understanding, and loving girlfriend. You were his very good girlfriend. You always take care of him, obedient to him. But this time, it was getting on your nerves. You had enough for being good for him, and you wanted to be rebellious once in a while.

So you threw into a cute pleated mini skirt that you bought a few days ago, a pair of cream colored knee socks that had ruffles decorated around your knees, and your favorite shirt, his worn out patterned white shirt that you twisted the front of it and tied, making it look like a crop top. You checked yourself in the mirror and put on your best bambi look, the look that Ari couldn’t resist.

You prepared some light snacks for him since it was still in the middle of the afternoon. You placed the food on the tray. Your sock clad feet softly padded against the cold floor as you grip the wooden tray tightly. You were a little nervous that this stunt was going to happen. How would Ari react? This was very unusual for you to do this; to defy him a little. Your mind raced with different kinds of scenarios which made your stomach churn lightly, yet your pussy had a mind of its own, she was already throbbing. You could feel your arousal seeping through your panties.

You were now in front of the door where Ari was in. Rustling of papers and his raspy voice that sounded like he was on call, you can hear his deep raspy voice behind the door which made your lower region tingle in anticipation and your toes curl. You took a deep breath, mumbling under your breath that you could do it before your already sweaty hand reached for the knob and twisted clockwise.

The door flew open, which made Ari startle by its creaking hinges. He looked at you, narrowing his eyes as you strutted inside, ignoring his daggers through the back of your skull as you made your way to the coffee table.

“Sir, I have to call you back,” he said to the phone and without hearing the receiver, he immediately ended it and tossed the device to the piled papers.

“The hell do you think you’re doing?” Ari gritted his teeth, his arms folded against his chest as you still ignored him, but you could feel your heart beating a little harder against your rib cage. You bent your upper body down a little, making your little skirt rise a little as you slowly placed the tray on the table.

You bit your lip with a smile when you heard a breath hitched behind you. You could tell that he could already see your open slit panties beneath the godforsaken skirt; your pretty petals had its own heartbeat with your own nectar coating around it, begging for it to be touched and sucked.

“Son of a bitch.” Ari muttered under his breath, his hands turned into fists and he didn't waste time. He strutted towards you, wrapped his arm around your waist and his other hand on your neck. “Don’t. Fucking. Move.” He punctuated every word, each word had him rutting his already tented crotch against your ass, no doubt the crotch of his jeans coated with your sweet arousal that had leaked already in your inner thighs to the tight muscle of your as. You whimpered, because you were so turned on and also you were a little scared of what he would do to you.

Ari had his chin resting on your shoulder, and he smirked. He barely even touched you, but he could already hear you panting. He felt bad for you just a tiny bit, because he was so busy with work that he neglected his precious girl. Right now, his precious girl was being a bad girl.

He tutted, tightening his grip on your neck a little that had you gripping his strong forearm. “Have I been neglecting you, sweetheart?” He asked, his breath tickled your ear and his beard that you absolutely loved stroked against your jaw, leaving prickles against your skin that had your hands gripping firmly on his arm.

“Answer me.” He growled, releasing a grip a little and tightening it again. He was playing with you, like a doll that you are. “Yes.” You managed to squeak, tears in your eyes threatened to spill, not because he was hurting you; but because you wanted him to use you.

“It’s been a week, Ari.” You sniffed. You can feel him smiling against your ear. “Well, why didn’t you say so, honey?”

He released his grip from your neck and your waist, pushing you harshly towards the

Couch that led you to stumble and land on the cushion on your knees.

“Bend over.” He commanded and you know better than to disobey him. You obliged, bending over that your chest reached the back of the couch’s back pillows and your knees were slightly raised from the cushion. You jerked a little when you felt his warm fingers touch the back of your exposed thighs, skimming the skin lightly like he was touching a delicate virgin, even if you were very far from one.

“You wanna be a slut?” He rhetorically asked, you just kept your mouth shut with your hands gripping the pillow tightly and your legs almost giving out.

“I’ll fucking treat you like one.” And with that, he flipped your skirt to your waist, completely exposing him with your drenched cunt. He swatted in between your inner thighs to signal you to open them wider and you did. “Good luck, baby. Because I don’t know when I’ll stop until I feel satisfied with my work.”

“Just so you know, I’m gonna fucking wreck you that you deserve.”

#vixen writes #ari levinson smut #ari levinson x reader #ari levinson imagine #chris evans smut #chris evans x reader #chris evans fanfiction #chris evans imagine #ari levinson #the red sea diving resort #chris evans

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celestialarchon · 4 years ago

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The Celestial Archon

Chapter Two: The Moonlight Phenomenon

Genshin Impact x F! Reader

Warnings: major Genshin Impact Spoilers! Possible grammar errors.

Tag list: To Be Added. (sorry it needed to be published!)

With the return of a mysterious archon, celebrations began! The night was filled with laughter, food, and memories being made. One person was amiss during the celebration, Mona still found herself unsettled and unable to be as excited as the others. An eerie feeling of unrest and anxiety has settled over our esteemed astrologist as our beloved heroes celebrate.

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“I’ve finally found you,” Mona’s intense astrology session was interrupted by a cheery high pitched voice.

“Hello, Seraphim.” Mona turned to greet the beautiful woman.

She nearly gasped as the woman walked in, her hair now styled and her eyes shining brighter than before, the mysterious tattoos seemed to have faded and though she was still striking she looked far more human than before. The Celestial Archon merely smiled at the woman’s surprise and stepped towards her, hand out.

“We should talk, my child. Fate had brought us together, an astrologist with a water vision instead of a celestial vision is strange enough.” The woman was calm but not cold as Mona took her hand.

Mona was warm as the gentle archon interlocked their fingers and led her to the corner of the room, sinking down into a comfy chair and pointing at the one next to her. Disappointment creeped up in the astrologist as her idol released her hand. It was quickly replaced with embarrassment and a soft flush across her cheeks. Mona was wholeheartedly captured by the mystery goddess.

“I’m sure you’re aware,” The bright eyes goddess sighed, “That my arrival in Teyvat has stirred up some trouble.”

Mona frowned slightly, “There was already trouble, your sudden appearance is not the cause of it.”

“That’s good, but I still feel that my presence is going to stir the pot a bit. I am connected to all the stars and spaces of this world, I can feel and see things so deeply and I am well aware that there are challenges coming. It’s annoying in some ways.” Her eyes were distant again.

Words were lost on Mona for a moment. She couldn’t begin to imagine how stressful it was to feel so deeply, to constantly be overwhelmed by information and one’s connection to the world. Every piece of text written about the Celestial Archon was very vague. Information on the god of stars was hard to find and many details had been lost, yet one thing seemed to stay the same in ever piece of information Mona had consumed.

Even when the world was teeming with elemental energy and gods were far more common, the goddess of the sky, Seraphim, was an oddity. Before the Archon war, Seraphim was a lone wolf being without many ties. The last god of stars kept to herself and had no desire to interfere with the other’s problems, despite knowing so much of them. It was incredibly lonely and sad.

“You said it’s strange that I have a water vision,” Mona finally spoke.

“Yes,” The archon clicked her tongue, “Had I been around, somebody like you would’ve received a vision from me. However, you did not receive one of my visions and ultimately that should’ve impacted your abilities over astrology but it did not. You are quite the gifted character, aren’t you Miss Mona?”

Mona’s face was tomato red at the words of the beloved celestial archon, “I am honored to be complimented by the goddess of stars.”

“You’re very formal,” The starry eyed goddess laughed.

“Excuse me,” the two were interrupted by none other than the acting grandmaster, “I would like a word with the Lady of the Stars.”

Mona was hesitant, not wanting her idol to slip away but nodded and escorted the woman to the door. She was a bit dissatisfied with the conversation they’d had, wanting to know more and more of her long awaited god. The woman turned back to Mona, eyes twinkling, and embraced her. The normally level headed and somewhat haughty astrologist stiffened in shock but returned the warm hug. A sigh escaped Mona’s mouth, but she didn’t mind. The goddess was warm and something about her affection put Mona at peace.

“I am so lucky that somebody as beautiful and gifted as you awaited my return, Mona Megistus. Until we meet again, my darling.” The woman’s grasp around Mona tightened as she whispered in her ear.

The water mage watched as the strange goddess gracefully glided away with Jean. She was ethereal with the moonlight filtering in from tall windows, her skin illuminated as she hung on to every word Jean said. Even the confident and ever busy acting grandmaster found butterflies swarming her abdomen at the sight of the goddess. Jean felt as if she could be swept away by the young woman.

A part of Jean felt guilty for several reasons. As acting grand master, it was her duty to know about the citizens of Mond, it was her duty to work without personal emotions interfering, and her duty to oversee the safety of all the wind borne citizens. The Celestial Archon was challenging all of these duties. It was only natural for an astrologist to be obsessed with a god of stars, and Jean had interrupted the conversation. The Dandelion Knight couldn’t help but feel an innocent sort of crush on the goddess, she was kind and beautiful and she really seemed to want to get to know everyone. Ultimately, Jean was also aware of the danger a new archon posed.

Even so, the beautiful knight couldn’t help but want to push all those thoughts aside and capture the attention of the goddess for hours. She shook off that thought, attempting to focus on her duty as Mondstat’s respected Grand Master. Jean explained the general politics of the city of freedom and the individual jobs of the knights of favonious. She even went as far as to explain the adventurer’s guild and the recent trouble with Storm Terror. The Celestial Archon hung on to every word, nodding and asking occasional questions.

Jean took the time to explain the place they were in, a place between Mondstat and Liyue, and the teleport points that marked both countries. She was diligent and had already prepared some documents for the 8th Archon, maps and other things needed in the world. Jean had even communicated with others to ensure each safe place for the archon was marked. The allied domain was the middle ground, but Mondstat welcomed the new Archon with a living place and much to do. Liyue had also prepared a small home in the city for her.

The archon stared in wonder at the map. The knights of Favonious had prepared a room for her in their own head quarters, even the esteemed Tycoon had set aside a room. Wangshuu Inn welcomed her and Liyue Harbor gave her quarters close to Rex Lapis. Small notes were written for her, both Xiao and Diluc noted the stars were best seen from where they were while the traveler and Paimon had starred their favorite places to eat.

“Ah, Master Jean.” The Goddess spoke slowly, bowing.

“Please, Seraphim, there’s no reason to be so formal!” Jean’s voice rose nervously, “You are an archon after all.”

“Yes, that’s true. You do not serve me though, please refer to me as my chosen name. Formalities aren’t my taste much.” The Archon remarked bashfully.

Jean nodded, rose dusting her cheeks.

“I,” The Archon sighed, “Really need an open space so I can, uh, deal with my weapon situation.”

“Oh, oh!” Realization hit Jean.

“Oh, I am so sorry,” Jean babbled nervously, “Here let us go out to the cliffs, it should be okay, right?”

“Mhm,” The goddess followed the knight to the exit.

Aether and Paimon were also by the exit, turning at the sound of approaching foot steps. Aether grinned and waved at the Celestial Archon, she waved back and beamed. Paimon immediately took off, throwing herself into the Archons arms as the woman giggled. Jean’s face was priceless, attempting to process how this small otherworldly creature could just tackle and archon without shame.

Aether and his companion followed the two women, curious about the weapon another archon would wield. The group made their way to the edge of the cliff, the stars seeming extra bright and the moon full. The goddess lowered herself, feet on the lush grass and put her hand forth, palm out. Swiftly, she struck the air in front of her with her pointer finger, an unfamiliar constellation connecting at each point.

“Return to your master, Destroyer of Divinity.” Her words were clear and calm.

The constellation burst into a ray of white light, Aether covered his eyes as Paimon whined. Darkness fell again and he opened his eyes, gasping at the sight in front of him. The goddess held a long weapon close to her body, above her shoulder was a large opalescent curved blade, below the hip on the opposite side, another shimmering curved blade could be seen. No weapon in Teyvat was even similar.

“I-Is is that a scythe?!” Jean sputtered.

“Aha, well yes,” The goddess blushed at their reactions, “Destroyer of Divinity is an unusual weapon, meant to slice through dimensional and spatial barriers. I didn’t mean to shock you.”

Aether stood, mouth agape, “Even its name is terrifying! What the hell?”

“Ahahaha,” the archon continued to laugh nervously, “Well, its existence is basically to bring judgement from the heavens upon those deserving so yeah it’s a bit intimidating.”

Aether nearly screamed. How could she say something so casually?

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The traveler was feeling a bit nervous, as anybody would if an Archon decided to tag along for their daily commissions. Paimon and the Celestial Archon chattered away as Aether spoke to the Katheryne in Liyue. It did not help that the three had left before the others awoke and the Celestial Archon had left a note declaring it as a “friendly date.”

The last thing Aether wanted was to piss off literally any of the adepti, the Geo Archon himself, and even Jean who had taken a very noticeable interest in the goddess. A cloud seemed to look over the blonde but Paimon didn’t notice. The eighth Archon gave the teenager a sympathetic smile and put her hand on his shoulder, attempting to ease his nerves. Only one thing could make the situation worse, and unfortunately that particular thing was heading straight towards Aether.

“Let’s run,” Aether grabbed the startled archon’s wrist and dragged her to the teleport point nearby, ignoring the calls of a certain troublesome individual.

The archon chuckled, “I didn’t know daily commissions would be so exciting!”

Aether smiled sheepishly and let go of her wrist, trying to focus on which commission to start with. He was distracted by a sudden commotion, people yelled out as a hooded figure darted past the trio. Liyue Harbor’s guards thundered after the thief, knocking the poor panicked goddess off her feet.

The eight archon shut her eyes and prepared for the impact of the fall, but was yanked back by a pair of strong arms.

“Hey, girlie. Hold still.” A charming voice said.

The goddess watched as the lanky ginger haired man moved forward and shot an arrow, narrowly missing all the guard and hitting the suspicious character in the back. Aether’s eyes were filled with shock and panic at the sight of the man. Immediately, the goddess side stepped away from her hero, on high alert.

“Now,” He turned to her beaming, “What exactly is such a beautiful young lady doing with this kiddo?”

Her starry eyes met his azure eyes, “I’m just a new adventurer from Mondstat, learning the ropes from the best.”

“Hmm?” His gaze was questioning, “Well then, I’m Childe. Number 11 of the Fatui Harbingers. We should definitely get to know each other.”

The goddess moved to Aether in a quick swift movement. Suddenly, she wanted very much to escape Liyue Harbor. The Fatui were trouble, the goddess was new to the era but even she knew that they were dangerous. It was one of the first matters addressed at her arrival. She no longer knew the Cryo Archon, and this Tsarita sounded troubling.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” an annoyed voice chimed in, averting the red head’s attention.

A shorter man with a large hat and ominous aura stood behind the tall harbinger. Aether tensed up and the goddess wrapped her arm around his shoulder. Slowly, the trio made their escape at the expense of Childe. The older harbinger was chewing the younger man out for flirting and wasting time, both harbingers bickered as the traveler and his companions fled.

“You shouldn’t be wasting time on trying to get laid you, fool.” Scaramouche scowled, still ripping into his subordinate. “Especially not that woman, even from a mile away I can tell she’s trouble. You’re a harbinger not a host, get your shit together, Tartaglia.”

Childe smirked, looking down on his superior, “So you noticed her, too. I wonder what someone like that is doing with my favorite traveler.”

“We should alert the Tsarita of that girl,” Scaramouche mumbled, avoiding the earlier comment.

“I actually agree,” Childe’s eyes narrowed, “I was hoping to see for myself what she is, but that kid stopped me of course. There’s something strange about her but I can’t quite put my finger on it. Maybe I can charm it out of her?”

Scaramouche slapped his comrades back, “Let’s go you useless fucking playboy.”

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Wangshuu Inn looked beautiful and the aroma of food was far too enticing. Aether sighed as he watched his small, chubby companion chase after the eighth archon. The woman was supposed to be divine, yet in some ways he reminded her of a puppy or a kitten. She was somewhat moody with her affections and spacey like a kitten may be, and still somehow clingy and energetic like a puppy.

Luckily for the two, Aether had a commission from Verr Goldet. The blonde tried to maintain composure as he saw a familiar dark haired yaksha speaking with the Inn Keeper, not wanting to admit he’d accidentally led the Fatui straight to the Archon. The traveler watched in fascination and amusement as Verr’s face twisted from composed to horrified when Xiao was knocked over by the goddess. The conqueror of demons merely grunted and stood back up, clutching the ethereal woman to his chest.

Xiao’s eyes were cold as they met Aether’s, clearly annoyed with the boy, but his expression softened at the yawning goddess in his arms. Once again, the traveler was overcome with curiosity at her behavior. Only moments ago the woman was bubbly and hyper, now her eyes were fluttering and she was snuggling up to one of the most dangerous beings in Teyvat. Without a word, the tattooed man spun around and carried the goddess upstairs.

“I’m here for your com-“ Aether began.

“Who was that?!” Verr Goldet burst out, “I’ve never seen Adeptus Xiao so damn agreeable. What just happened? Is this a dream?”

Paimon giggled, “He loooooves her! That person is the one we told you about before! Even Xiao can’t be in a bad mood around her, it’s amazing!”

“Oh,” Verr blushed at Paimon’s words, “She’s that person? No wonder he’s been so restless.”

“Wait, restless?” Aether questioned.

Verr Sighed and beckoned the two to a guest free area. The two followed her into a small back room, exchanging glances. The boss lady pulled out an old book and brushed the dust away. Aether and Paimon peered down at the book, puzzled by its appearance. It was a dark leather with carvings of the moon and clouds on the front.

Carefully, Verr flipped the book open and turned it to the two. Paimon shot up, shrieking. The book looked like a book you’d find in a library but was strange. Instead of ongoing text, the pages had scraps and pieces stuck on the pages with various notes scribbled around. Verr turned to the first page, placing her middle finger at the beginning text and giving Aether and expectant look. The traveler leaned down and began to read the text.

“The moonlight phenomenon: Legend of Liyue.

It is said that there was once a ruler of the stars, one who ruled over the sky as the Gods rule over our land. When tides of war overcame Liyue, Rex Lapis sought out the monarch of the sky to form a contract.

Seraphim granted Rex Lapis the moonlight phenomenon. Liyue’s skies were never to dim even on the darkest of nights, the moon and stars would remain as guides for Liyue always. It is said that this contract assisted in bringing the evil gods to their doom, the sky illuminating the way to victory for Liyue and all of Teyvat.”

Verr flipped the page as Aether exhaled trying to wrap his mind around the strange passage.

“The Contract: Seraphim and Rex Lapis.

The circumstances of the moonlight phenomenon still remain unknown. It is an ancient mystery that many still attempt to solve, what exactly did the Geo Archon barter for his people?

Nobody knows, still. However, the most common theories are that the contract has not been fulfilled or that there was no contract to begin with. Many believe that Rex Lapis and Seraphim were secret lovers, and this was Seraphim’s gift to her beloved. Others hypothesize that Seraphim’s wish was never fulfilled, as her death sealed the victory for The Seven Archons.”

Aether shuddered. People in Liyue believe that The Celestial Archon died in the Archon war? Verr flipped to a page in the middle of the book.

“Liyue’s Priestess Seraphim

It is said that a woman with eyes vast like the galaxy beyond and mysterious astrological powers once enchanted all of Liyue.

Seraphim, the last Celestial wielder was Liyue’s last hope. Though she is not honored as an archon, she is known vaguely as a priestess. The woman who captured the attention of the archon’s themselves and was adored by the Adepti. Few remain, but Liyue’s legends claim that the priestess of the stars was the lover of Rex Lapis, the lover of the Vigilant Yaksha, or the lover another adepti.

Even fewer discuss the devastation that occurred when she fell from grace. Her death was the catalyst of the only known battle between Liyue’s very own Archon, The Anemo Archon and his people, and the Adepti. A lesser known battle that almost forced both Mondstat and Liyue into Civil Wars.

When the dust settled, all that stood was the full moon. Many Adepti still honor the priestess under the moonlight by fighting evil spirits and demons.”

Aether’s eyes widened at Verr. She solemnly shook her head as the traveler’s face fell. Xiao, Ganyu, Zhongli, Venti, all of them suffered so terribly. It was confusing to the boy that every text described the Celestial Archon as deceased. His head began to hurt from the information. Verr sighed and led him back out.

“Once you finish commissions, why don’t you two stay here? I’ll prepare a room for you,” The boss was sympathetic.

Aether grimaced but nodded, leading Paimon out to finish their duties.

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Somewhere in the shadows of Wangshuu Inn crept a Fatui agent, slipping away as the traveler set out. The shadowy figure grinned at the piece of paper in their hand.

“Protected by the traveler and the Adepti. Master Childe will be interested in this,” His eyes were dark as he approached his fellow Fatui agents, “She could be very useful to us, this (Y/N).”

The suspicious shadows began to slink away, overcome with desire to inform their boss of the new information. Only a few feet away, a strange creature ducked down to avoid being seen by the agents, fidgeting.

“The angel is here!” The creature shrieked as the cult like group left it’s sight, “(Y/N) will be ours.”

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Archie was bored.

And when Archie gets bored, he gets mischievous.

He just saw his husband resting in their chair, probably reading a book. But the more that Archie watched, the more mischievous he got. He could hear his husband humming, so he knew that he was distracted.

“Mmmm~ mmm mmm~”

*smirk*

Archie slowly crept up closer to the chair. He started singing the Jaws theme.

“Duh dun…”

The peaceful humming came to a halt, and was replaced with a squeak. He saw Maxie sink down into the chair.

“Duh dun…”

“Archie, I can see you. I swear to god.. if you even think of trying anything, I will kill you.” He grumbled.

That just made him even more mischievous. He smiled a wide grin, then kept singing with a faster tempo.

“Duh dun duh dun duh dun duh dun duh dun-“

“NO!”

It was too late for Maxie to run away, so he just waited in anticipation for whatever Archie had in store for him. He sunk down the farthest he could into the small chair.

Then it became silent.

Maxie hesitated, but he turned around to see if Archie was still sneaking up on him, but he didn’t see him.

Turns out, he was right on other side of the chair.

Maxie let out a sigh of relief, but all that went out the window when Archie jumped up from behind the chair, playfully growled, and grabbed his waist from behind.

“WHAT THE HELL-! A-ARCHIE!!”

They both hit the floor, Archie had his husband pinned down on the floor, grinning ever so big.

“Y-you gave me a heart attack-!” Maxie yelped. “What is the matter with you?”

Archie grinned at him and pecked a kiss on his cheek. “So I scared ye, huh?”

“YES!” He yelped. “Now can you please let me stand up, so I can kill you?”

“Awww..” Archie pinned him closer to the floor. “Not gonna happen, darling.”

Maxie covered his face in frustration and tried to wiggle himself out of Archie’s grip, but no such luck was found. He got nervous when Archie grinned at him wider.

“Archie…. Wh-What are you going to do?”

A hearty laugh came from the larger man. “Looks like you’ve been caught by a shark, babe..”

“Oh, haha.” He rolled his eyes while still trying to escape. “Very funny. Just because you have teeth like a shark, doesn’t mean you are one.”

“You’re my prey, Max.. and do ye know what sharks do with their prey?”

Maxie got even more nervous, seeing the devious look in Archie’s face. Whatever he was about to do, Maxie was not going to be ready for it.

“THEY EAT THEM UP! GRRR!!” He growled, lifting his shirt up and burying his face into his stomach, giving him many nibbles and kisses.

Maxie collapsed into giggly laughter right away, of course Archie would do something this childish.

“W-Wait! A-Archihihihihihihihie!!!” He giggled, trying to cover his wobbly grinning mouth. “St-stop!! Hahahaha- I-I’m ticklish!!!”

“Oh no~” He cooed, pausing his “shark attack” “It seems that my dinner is a little sensitive.. don’t worry, Max… this won’t hurt a bit! But it’s gonna tickle like hell!” He said before he went right back to what he was doing. His scratchy beard, along with the nibbles and kisses, were definitely NOT helping Maxie keep himself from exploding.

“Ahahaharchie stahahahahahop!!!” He squealed, twisting and turning in both directions. “Hahahahaha!! Nohohohohoho!!! Thahahahahahat tihihihihihihihickles!!!”

*growl* Archie blew a raspberry on his belly. “PFFFFFFFFFT-“

“OH GAHAHAHAHAHAHAD!!!!” The redhead shrieked, giggling even more. “AHAHARCHIE I’M GOING TOHOOHOHOHO KILL YOU!!! AHAHAHA- GEHEHEHET AWAHAHAY!!”

“Sorry, babe.. yer the one that got caught. And now yer getting attacked by a killer shark! No mercy from the fiercest predator of the sea! Grr!” He guffaws as he nibbles at his sides and brushes his beard up against him.

“NOHOHOHOHOHO!!! AHAHAHAHAHA-! PLEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAHOP!!!” He shrieked, trying to smack him away.

“Wiggly prey makes it so difficult to eat~” Archie purred, using his hands to spider up his sides while his beard continued to tickle his stomach.

“YOHOHOHOHOHOU AHAHAHARE SOHOHOHO DEHEHEHEAD WHEHEHEHEN I GEHEHEHET UHUHUPAHAHAHAHA!!!”

“Awww, m’ so scared… yer in no position to make threats, me adorable, ticklish prey…”

“HAHAHA- *snort* AHAHAHAHAHA!!! I’M- I’M GOING TOHOOHOO MUHUHURDER YOU!!!”

The pirate started nuzzling his belly with his beard, enjoying every squeal, laugh, and giggle come out of Maxie’s mouth.

“It’s not nice to make threats, me love.” He kissed literally all over him, loving every second of his husband’s beautiful smile and laugh. “Yer such a grump butt, so it’s only natural fer me to do this! *inhale* PFFFFFFFFFT-“

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA- NO!! AAAAAAAH!!! STAHAHAHAHP!! IHIHIHIT FEHEHEHEELS SO WEHEHEHEIRD!” Finally, he gave up trying to escape, he let himself fall back in defeat, and continued his giggle fit. “AHAHAHARCHIE I GIHIHIHIHIVE UHUHUHUP!! PLEASE STAHAP YOU’RE KIHIHILLING MEEHEHEE!”

Archie put his shirt back down, but he went over to his husband’s neck and nuzzled into it, giving it tickly kisses.

“C’mon~ I know ye love me kissies!”

“Hahahahahahaha- Ahahahaaheeheheehee!! ARCHIE!!! Plehehehehehehease!” Tears of mirth flew from his eyes. Then he started to hiccup. *HIC* Stahahahop! *HIC* I’m behehehegging you!”

Archie, satisfied, sat up and released Maxie’s arms, he gasped for air and rolled over to his side, trying to stop his residue giggles.

“Have I ever told ye how cute ye are?” He winked, laughing when Maxie glared at him.

Maxie grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer. “Have I ever told you how dead you’re going to be when I get up?” He snapped back, still trying to stop giggling.

He chuckled at him. “Bwahahahaha! Well, I didn’t finish all me meal, looks like I’m having leftovers later~” He said, snickering.

“You are impossible!” Maxie told him, rising up from the floor. “Why in the world would you torture me like that?” He kept his arms wrapped around his sides for protection.

Archie gave him a kiss, a passionate one. Maxie at first tried to struggle away, but he gave in and kissed him back.

“Because, Max.. I love ye and I also love hearing yer adorable laugh~” He put an arm around him, chuckling when the redhead hid his face in his shirt. “Come on… yer not really mad at me..”

“Mmph…” He crossed his arms, huffing and turning himself around, back facing Archie. He saw his glasses on the floor and put them back on, since they fell off during the scuffle.

*smirk*

“Well fine then, ye stubborn little shit..” He gently spidered his fingers up his sides, making Maxie squeak, jump and fall backwards into Archie’s arms. “Ye can’t stay mad at me, babe. Ye love me too much.”

Maxie looked up at him and lifted his head to kiss the bottom of Archie’s jaw. Flustered, the other man giggled at the kiss and held him.

“I do love you, you big goof.” Maxie said, but then brought his finger up to his neck. “But if you ever… EVER.. speak a word about this to anyone else, I will bury you in the backyard….”

“Bwahahahahaha! What’s the matter, Max? Ye can’t be embarrassed, can ye? Yer giggling was probably the cutest thing I’ve ever heard in me entire- Li-FAHAHAHA! Hehehehehehey!!!”

Maxie scribbled his fingers at Archie’s neck. “What was that?”

Archie chuckled nervously. “B-babe… no.”

>:)

“I’ll give you 5 seconds to run~” Maxie purred, getting closer to Archie with his fingers wiggling. “Five..”

“OH SHIT- NO! NO NO NO NO NO NO-“

Archie fucking RAN. He knew he was in trouble.

“Four three two one!!!” He counted faster and bolted after him at full speed. “Get back here!” The redhead chuckled evilly. “You’re not getting away from the great Maxie! I will have my revenge, damn it!”

Archie took off upstairs and looked desperately for a place to hide.

“Oh shit oh shit oh shit-“ He was actually panicking, he ran into the closet and shut the door, not even thinking that Maxie would hear it shut.

Maxie reached their bedroom and looked around for him. “Oh, Archieeeee~” He sang, complete playfulness in his voice.

“Hehe, I’m in danger…” He whispered to himself, knowing good and well how Maxie knew all of his tickle spots. “I am so fucked..”

He opened the closet door. “Gotcha!”

“Ah, SHIT!” Archie lunged forward to get away from his husband, but Maxie grabbed him from behind and pinned him to the floor, back facing up. “Max, baby… c-c’mon-! Y-ye know that I was just teasin’!”

*smirk* “Time for my revenge~” He wrapped his arms around Archie’s waist and attacked the man’s sides with his fingers.

“BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” He roared in laughter, trying to buck Maxie off of him. “W-WAHAIT!! M-MAHAHAHAHAXIE!! AHAHAHA!!!! *wheeze* ST-STAHAHAHAHAP!!”

“Not going to happen, darling.” He chuckled, mocking Archie for what he said earlier. “Hehehe. Suffer.”

Tears already dotted his blue eyes. “AHAHAHAHAHAEHEHEHEHE! MAX NO!!!” His laugh’s octave rises when he finds his armpits. “NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHEHERE!!!”

Maxie found this adorable and mildly amusing. He loved his big dorky husband more than anything, but he was also bloodthirsty for revenge. He lifted his arms away and grabbed one of Archie’s ankles.

“N-Nohohohohoho!!” Archie gasped, trying so hard to crawl away. “Hehehehehe- b-babe no! Not there!”

He had absolutely no hesitation to his husband’s pleas and dug his fingers into Archie’s bare foot.

“OH FUHAHAHAHAHAHACK- HAHAHAHA MAHAHAHAXIHIHIHIHIEEEE!!” He squealed, thrashing around on the floor.

“Awww~ I’m sorry, is someone too ticklish here?” Maxie teased. “Well, that’s too bad, isn’t it? Tickle tickle tickle..”

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA- *wheeze* MAHAHAHA- MAXIEHEHEHEHEHE!! AHAHAHA- I GIVE!! I GIHIHIHIVE!!!”

“Are you going to sneak up on me like that again?” He asked.

“HEHEHEHEHEHELL YEHEHEHEAH I AM!!!” He barked out laughing.

“Wrong answer.” Maxie dropped his feet and ran over to tickle his armpits again. “Let’s try that again.”

“BWAHAHAHAHA-! M-MAX!!! STOP IHIHIT!!!”

He repeated his question. “Are you going to sneak up on me like that again?”

“NAHAHAHAHOHOHO!! I WOHOHOHN’T BABE I PROHOHOHOMISE!!! STAHAHAHAHAP BEHEHEHEFORE IHIHIHI DIHIHIHIE!!!”

Maxie finally let him breathe and stood up, Archie laid on the floor, still giggling.

“That’ll teach you.” He smirked, glasses shining.

Archie sat up, still laughing. But his grin came back. He grabbed Maxie’s ankles and pulled him into the floor.

“What the- AAAAAHH!” The pirate caught him before he hit the floor.

“I gotcha, babe.. now.. I think it’s time that I finished eating..” Playfully growling, he pinned Maxie back down to the floor and attacked his stomach once more.

“NOOOOOO AHAHAHAHA- AHAHARCHIE!!!! NO NO NONONONOONAHAHAHAHA!!!”

He paused, picking him up and laying him on their bed. Then he restarted his shenanigans. Making Maxie laugh was now his favorite thing to do.

“Rrrr!! M’ sorry Max, but all that laughing got me hungry again~ Now… gimme that belly~!” He chuckled, raising his hands up to his armpits while he nibbles at his belly. He made it worse with his sound effects. “Nom nom nom nom nom-“

“AHAHAHAHA- N-NOHOHOHOHO!!! HAHAHEHEEHEHEE!! AAAAAHAHAHA WHY DOHOHOHOES THAHAHAT TICKLE SOHOHOHO MUHUHUCH?! AHAHA- LET MEEHEEHEE GO! YOU AHAHARE SUCH AAHAHAHA JAHAHAHACKASS!!!”

“Mmm~ But ye love me anyway, sugar bear~” He nibbled at his stomach more, sending him back into a bigger giggle fit. “Let’s hear that giggle of yers some more.”

“NOOOOOOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!!!”

“Whaddya mean no?” Smirking, his arms went underneath the back of Maxie’s shirt and hands clawed gently at his upper back. “No is not an answer, baby. C’mon, laugh some more for me, handsome man..”

“AAAAHHHEEEE!!” He screeched, writhing underneath Archie. “NOT THEHEHEHERE!!! NOHOHOT THERE NOT THEHEHERE!! PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!! HEHEHEHEHEEHEE!!”

“Mm?” He kept running a hand along his spinal cord, the other scratching his side. “Ohoho, so.. yer back is ticklish, eh? Hehehe…”

“No plehehehease Archie!! Don-AHAHAHA!!!!! *SNORT* Nohohohohahahaheheeheehee!!! ARCHIHIHIHIE!!! STAAAAP! HAHAHAHA- I’M GOHOHONNA DIHIHIHIE!!”

“Are ye ticklish here?”

His fingers rose up to right under Maxie’s shoulder blades. That’s when the smaller man began cackling.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA- *SNOOORT* ST-STAHAHAHAHA- HAHAHAHAHA!!! NO- AHAHAHEEHEHEHEHEEHEEHEE!! NOHOHOHOHOHO- PL-PLEHEHEHEHEASE-“

“Ye are ticklish there! I found the killer spot!” Archie cooed, enjoying his husband’s sensitivity. “Gitchi gitchi goo! Tickle tickle tickle!”

His face was as red as his hair. And his laughter became silent. Tears soaked his red face, and his smile wide and bright.

“Whoa..” Archie blushed, watching Maxie writhe and try to squirm away from his clutches. “Y-yer so fucking cute…” He stopped tickling his back, but then went right back to his stomach.

“AHAHA- I- I- CAN’T- BREHEHEHEHEEATHE!! *HIC* AHAHAHARCHIE!!!!! PLEHEHEHEASE!!”

The pirate finally stopped, he constricted his arms around Maxie and his hands slipped under his shirt again.

“D-Dohohohon’t you dahahare..” He warned him with a stream of giggles.

“M’ just gonna rub yer back, babe.. don’t worry.”

Archie didn’t really got the hint when he was tickling Maxie’s back. Because when those fingers swept over his spine, he burst into hysterical laughter again.

“Ahahahahaha- Archie wait-! Ihihihi’m really ticklihihihish thehehere!!!!” He squeaked, falling back onto the bed. “Wahahahait-! Stooooooop!”

“Haha. Okay okay, babe.” He restricted his hands away from his back and hugged him to his broad chest. “Yer a little bundle of nerves, ain’t ye? So cute.”

Maxie didn’t respond, he just kept his giggles up, he couldn’t stop. It’s like he still felt Archie’s fingers dancing on his tickle spots.

“Are ye ok, hun?” He opened his arms and helped him sit up. “Hehe, sorry I went overboard. Yer just so cute. Here…” He gently rubbed at the spots he tickled, getting rid of any phantom tickles Maxie was still feeling. “I’m so sorry, babe…”

*blush* “A-Archie… it’s okay. I, um…”

“Mm?”

His face get even more red. “I… really enjoyed this. I’m very lucky to have you in my life.. please..” He chuckled. “Never change.”

He hugged him. “Awwwwwww… babe, I’m never gonna change. *kiss* Yer so sweet.. *kiss* “I love ye, Maxie..” He pressed their lips together.

“Mmm… I love you, too.” Maxie hummed, snuggling against his chest.

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