#OH YEAH that's totally it. ehehehehe

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

themthemthemthemthemthemthem-

[terrah-lee]

I can listen to you rant for hours why what Raph went through in turtle temper is bad. I don’t care what the reason is it’s never ok to dogpile someone.

Ehehehehe I will never say no to an excuse to go off about this episode. Glad you’ve enjoyed my rants lol. And on that note, I don’t think I’ve actually posted about it on here so HERE WE GO:

I will probably never be subtle about Turtle Temper being one of, if not, my *least favorite* episode of the 2012 series. There are a few episodes in this show that handle the turtles’ (Raph is far from alone here) struggles poorly, but this one in particular just really pisses me off. We start off with the boys on a roof trying to catch the kraang and we see Mikey pestering Raph. Totally fine, siblings be like that lol. My issues with the episode don’t necessarily start until they get back to the lair, and Splinter decides to be uh… hm, not smart? He puts all the blame on Raph for them getting caught and recorded, blaming it on his inability to control his temper. Now, that would work… if Mikey hadn’t been the one being loud and pestering Raph until he snapped in the first place. Seriously, they were on a mission and Mikey knows Raph tends to react to being pested, but he continues until Raph snaps. Wouldn’t have a problem with this, but Splinter puts ALL of the blame on Raph! For that to make sense we have to pretend Mikey had no idea what he was doing. We aren’t treating Mikey like a baby in this household, he knows he was being annoying. I want to be very clear, though: I’m not mad at Mikey here. He’s a teenager messing with his brother and that’s normal. My issue is and will always be Splinter here.

Then we get to the part of the episode that just… why? Splinter has the “brilliant” idea to have Raph dodge arrows while his brothers insult him. The goal is to teach him how to control his temper in a fight and what happens when he doesn’t right? Cool, goal makes sense. What I don’t like is the method. Look, Raph is an emotionally volatile teenager, but have you met teenagers? That’s kinda just how they are because their brains are basically on fire changing so much. What Splinter does here isn’t an affective way to teach anyone, let alone a teenager. Raph gets humiliated in front of pretty much his entire social group. He can’t defend himself. Humiliation is a good tactic… as a threat to prevent people from committing crime. What does it do when someone actually experiences it? Oh, it encourages revenge fantasies and other harmful ways of thinking. Yes, this has been researched. Basically, Raph should have learned *nothing*. This method of trying to teach him was cruel and completely useless to boot. Raph’s temper is absolutely a disadvantage for him in fights. That’s just kinda what anger does in that situation. Treating Raph this way just wasn’t the way to handle it. Honestly I could go on about how Raph’s instinct of “destroy that damn phone” was right but we literally see that play out in the episode when they try negotiating with the guy lol.

Anywho, yeah this episode drives me nuts. Telling someone to control their anger does not magically give them the ability to control their anger. Also, don’t expect teens to just know how to deal with emotions! No I do not care that they are ninja Splinter, they’re fucking teenagers help them fix the mistake don’t berate them for it. If anyone wants me to expand on this more lemme know I can talk for ages lmao.

[fandxmslxt69]

hi hello I see you casually dropping matty fic ideas in the tags?? care to share with the class???

IM SO GLAD YOU ASKED EHEHEHEH

OKAY disclaimer while I cherish and love Matty this fic idea isnt inherently romantic based! it CAN be read as something romantic and i totally have an alternate ending in my mind with smut and shit but IT STARTED OFF AS JUST FUNNY STUFF

i'm more of a Frank girl anyway so Matt to me did start off as "i want to fuck him" but then it became "he is my best friend my catholic buddy." i KNOW i emphasis him being catholic a lot but ts just funny in my head to base it off friendships i have with my Christian friends (im muslim btw) so its just a funny little rivalry that started and is just For The Fun okay.

ANYWAY FIC IDEA LMAO basically there's like a mission right. and reader kind of has connections in the sense that...she works alone, she does her own thng, but....she's popped up with other teams before and is close with Matt (in my mind, its just a friendship that started purely on matt "where are you going on a Friday" Murdock and reader "to pray at the mosque???" to Matt "OH MY GOD !!!! no way" Murdock. BUT for the fic it's not the case thats just a funny little side note lmao.

anyway so Matt has a mission somewhere whatever i dont have details but he needs someone to be his Fake Wife (he takes marriage very seriously and this idea bothers him) but reader is like "hey. we're friends, we're close, we share a lot in common we're friends i'll help" and he's like "oh sick okay at least someone i like being around"

OG idea to which i daydream abt is literally just a crack fic of Matt and reader getting "married", going on with the mission and its just crack. insanity runs through their little house. its chaotic its crazy its a constant screaming match between the two of them and really it was just me going "what if. i lived with Matt "Good Catholic Boy"Murdock as his fake wife What happens then. and it escalated

its just silly and For The Laughs. so its just very platonic cute fun stuff buuuuuuuuut i will not lie to you i HAVE thoughts of some very unholy things about this man. im a SLUT for marriage of convenience tropes so i really couldnt stop myself lmao. I DONT KNOW the idea of them having sex and getting close and Matt's like "oh my god oh my god finally i've been so in love all this time" and reader is like "he's doing this for the role. married couples have sex usually so this is just for the role" (she's a little dumb its okay lmao)

anyway yeah. maybe it develops into a friends with benefits situation, and after the mission its like "well SHIT cuz i actually like you and divorcing just seems...wrong ? even if- even if we yknow this didnt start out as a "real" marriage" and its just an angsty angry confession and they decide to PROPERLY get married (no right or wrong way to get married btw but im extra and i like huge ass weddings sorry) and they start dating after that lmao

like religion so clearly states (thats a JOKE btw im KIDDING lmao)

anyway yeah. there's a LOT of variations to the idea. one minute its just a regular platonic and then its smut and then its just a regular female reader and then its not and then its silly crack and then its angsty self discovery and yeahhhhhhh BASICALLY.

basically i feel a lot about him.

DOES THAT MAKE SENSE LMAO

[the-haunted-office]

💖!

Send “💖” and my muse will admit something they find cute about yours.

Looking at this Ask, Doom sort of presses her lips together in thought.

Something cute? About Jonas? This guy is cute pressed into a little wet cardboard box of a body. He's cute personified, as if someone took a litter of kittens, a litter of puppies, a baby penguin, an entire collection of Lisa Frank stickers, and a bag of fun-size candy, threw them all into a blender (a cute blender with pretend blades instead of real ones!) and it spat out a human, somehow fully grown human but still in a fun-size.

As a result, Doom can only answer this by turning her head to the side a little, lifting an eyebrow in what is supposed to be a critical look, and saying, "Him. The totality of him. It's rather disgusting, actually. Not like in a oh this is gross, hideous, I can't bear to look upon him because I'm gonna puke way, but like a- like a- what the fuck is up with THAT? kind of way. Like, what gives? Save some cute for the rest of us, for fuck's sakes. But anyway, yeah, no shade meant, just telling it like it is. Jonas is cute personified. Tell him to knock it off. I mean that in the nicest way possible. Ehehehehe."

[taco-bee]

I'm out of ideas I'm just gonna talk about Cicero in here I hope you don't mind. You can't answer me for like. Several more hours so it feels like I'm talking into the void anyway.

Okay so my boyyyy my jester boyyyy he's so silly he's devoted and loyal and happy!!! Well kinda it's sort of a coping mechanism :D the silence drove him mad so the last kill he did, which was a jester, consumed him and the laughter consumed him until he went totally insaaaaanneeee yippee!!! Anyway yeah he basically worships the ground you walk on so uhhhhh ehehehehe but if you're NOT the listener than he'd probably be polite and or threaten you and be oh so giggly the whole time :) many angles to look at. Many different fantasies. Many kinks. But also he's just a little guyyyyyy he's just a baby he's done nothing wrong!!!! (53 year old man who kills people for a living) He just wants a sweet roll :((((

Okay I'm done. For now. :)

Ooo sounds neat!!!!

[silvergoldraeven]

Resurrected Heimdall AU but it’s part 3

ehehehehe i’m gay for him okay- i might be cringe but im free :3

part two here :)

part four here

- both their house in Midgard and Sindri’s house are like their main houses, tho Heimdall refuses to sleep in the cabin and just hangs out there throughout the day if anything

- Atreus and Heimdall tend to read til late in the night, usually falling asleep together in the process. Kratos makes sure to tuck them in whenever he finds them like that

- Heimdall’s left arm has become even stronger from him relying on that one alone so much

- he’s become great at climbing trees, too, which he loves to do since he keep an eye on everything around them more easily from up high.

- just the mental image of this fucker just climbing all the way to the top with one arm like its nothing

- he makes sure to take Mimir with him when he knows he’s gonna be there for a while

- Sometimes he leaves Mimir hanging from a tree branch and just goes “wow Mimir, you truly are the best tree ornament.. bye now :)”

- yes he gets scolded every time by Kratos

- Heimdall and Atreus both staring at any cute dude and then later talking about them like girls gossiping at the dinner table

- Atreus wakes up a lot from nightmares of Ragnarok, usually when Heimdall is awake already

- Heimdall doesn’t even need to use his abilities to know that the kid just needs some comfort, so he lets Atreus cuddle up to him for a few extra hours of sleep

- Atreus and Heimdall fighting on who gets the comfiest spot on the sled while Kratos just stands there, he’s too tired for this shit

- Heimdall LOVES hide n seek, he, Atreus, Thrud and Angrboda play constantly. Sometimes others join in too. Turns out Kratos is a great hider.

- Heimdall being the seeker is kinda cheating tho because this man can literally hear grass grow

- their games can take HOURS if its just Heimdall and Atreus, because both are competitive as fuck

- just. Atreus going as far as holding his breath or hiding underwater or some other dumb shit so Heimdall can’t sense him

- “father i’ve looked in 8 realms and i still can’t find him what the fuck”

- when Atreus is in a bad mood but just wants a distraction, Heimdall will just start counting down, a cue for Atreus to sprint off and hide.

- surprise hide n seek, who doesnt love it c:

- i feel like Heimdall never really got the chance to be a proper kid, hell, even Atreus didn’t get the chance. so they make up for their lost time together

- idk i just had the mental image of Kratos carving Atreus some wooden toys and Heimdall pretending So Hard to not be envious

- Heimdall later acquires a shelf of wooden trinkets his dad made for him :)

- him pretending to hate hugs and dodging any attempt from anyone.

- until he’s alone with his dad and brother ofc those two are the only ones allowed to touch him, he loves hugs from them even if he acts like he doesn’t

- Atreus breaking a chest open with his as Heimdall watches

Heimdall pushes him aside with the next one “here, i’ll help :)” and smashes it with his bifrost arm ofc because why would he pass up on an opportunity to show off

“that’s cheating, Heimdall”

“absolutely not, i’m simply using my strengths as an advantage :)”

atreus motions to his bow “oh yeah? well me too” and just whacks Heimdall in the back of the knees before sprinting away from his quickly approaching doom

  - Kratos and/or Atreus waking up, house completely dark besides 2 bright pink/purple eyes staring at them, totally not unnerving

“why are you sitting in complete darkness”

“.... it’s comfortable”

- Atreus calling for Heimdall who’s pretending to not hear him, Thrud watches him try for a bit. “oh yeah he does that, i have something that always works tho”

“oh really? what is it?”

*Thrud just going “pspspsps” at Heimdall*

- Heimdall repeating the sounds Gulltoppr makes when no one else is around. just:

“mrrow”

“mrow? agreed.”

- Heimdall constantly forgetting that he’s missing his arm and trying to pick stuff up and then just kinda stares in confusion for a few seconds

- my theory of Heimdall being part giant too stands so im wondering if Angrboda and Atreus teach him giant magic at some point too

- he’s VERY good at haggling with any trader, especially the more expensive ones. sometimes he comes home with fancy robes he traded for his family.

- imagine if at one point he finds someone selling wine from Greece so he haggles it off the trader and excitedly brings it to Kratos

- Atreus doing pushups with Kratos to see who can do the most and Heimdall just going “i can do that with one hand :)”

- Heimdall letting Atreus braid his hair since he had practice on Mimir’s beard anyway. Kid’s fast and precise with it which Heimdall didn’t expect.

- Atreus just being a whole ass barber for everyone is a funny thought

- even after Fumbulwinter has died down completely, Midgard keeps being a tad too cold for Heimdall’s taste

- everyone swimming together in a lake and Heimdall just. sitting next to the river because the water is too cold for him. “i mean, we could go to Vanaheim, the water there is nice and warm-” “no.”

- everyone sleeping without blankets or anything and then there’s Heimdall with enough blankets and furs to keep every person in Midgard warm

- Atreus coming to Heimdall because he wants to gift Angrboda something but doesnt know what to gift her because of that one time he offered her a flower and she didnt want it.

“obviously she prefers her flowers alive and not dead, so try that”

Atreus stops pacing around the room and just stares at his brother in confusion “wh-” “grow some flowers yourself, idiot”

- Heimdall, master of romance and courtship (<- this is a lie, probably)

- His love language being physical touch and just being all up in people’s personal space when he cares about them, pretending to annoy them

- Atreus: *causes slight chaos*

Heimdall, immediately: “i should’ve just thrown you off that wall the second i saw you”

Atreus: “love you too, brother! :D”

- mental image of Mimir, Kratos and Heimdall writing a book together called ‘gods and their skill to fuck up severely; how to not do that’

- the family sharing their stories and poems with each other because it’s cute and they all deserve to be loved and have fun

[aprillikesthings]

s2 ep2 Ties that Bind

eheheheh

ahem

Took me way too long to realize this was a pun on "drill" as in an object Entrapta would use to make things (I think it's a carryover from the original 1980's series, I could be wrong)

plot

Oh god Entrapta lived in the Crypto Castle. This is long-ago enough that "crypto" didn't mean bitcoin.

Glimmer: we're going to go get Entrapta by ourselves.

whyyyy

Plot shit: Mara destroyed the Watchtower and that's why Light Hope is constantly glitching, and nobody stops to think Mara might've had a good reason, but also

I spent the mid/late 90's mildly obsessed with music from the 1960's, okay, and yes I know this is the cover of a Bob Dylan song, but it's also one of Jimi's best songs

I read somewhere that all the times this character's voice repeats or gets distorted weren't added effects, the voice actor Can Just Do That.

sorry just laughing at Catra being undignified and scratching her butt

ANGY KITTY

another one for the "never pause shera" sub

wait one more

more angy kitty (and more cartoon bondage, per the episode title)

yes this is a funny bit but also I love that they're showing farmland.

One of my continual gripes with the entire fantasy genre is how often they don't show anyone farming. Especially in pseudo-medieval fantasy worlds, the vast majority of the population would be spending their lives as farmers, but also PEOPLE HAVE TO EAT. Where is the farmland. Where. Where is it.

(I loved the Peter Jackson Lord of the Rings movies but it always bugged me that the ONLY farmland we EVER saw was in the fucking Shire. What is everyone else EATING.)

EDIT: later in the episode it's implied this is just dead grass they bring back to life??? to me it looks like a field of mature grain! Meh.

no she's just gay

I'm not going to take screenshots (bc they're on screen for like a split second each) but the images of multiple characters as horses that Swift Wind is imagining are SO GOD DAMNED FUNNY

ew, Catra!

Meanwhile Bow and Glimmer debate the ethics of keeping a hostage. As multiple posts back in the day point out, literally every main character in this show commits war crimes lol

why are you sniffing your foot

H E L P i cannot stop laughing she's just :}

this whole scene is such a huge part of why so many of us headcanon her as a huge brat lolol

THEY DID A MEME AGAIN AHAHAHAH

this is what happens when a tv show is made entirely by people in their 20's

fangie

do we headcanon her tongue as being as rough as an actual cat's or closer to a human's? I tend to assume somewhere in the middle.

For Reasons.

pfft

AAAHAHAHAH she's like :>

I love how Catra is totally just yanking their chains but the moment Glimmer mentions Adora, Catra goes back to Angy Kitty: "yeah??? she'll leave you, too!" like oh, is Adora a sensitive subect? hm?

Poor Scorpia's infatuation with Catra is hard to watch bc I know it's so one-sided :(

One of my friends ships these two a LOT and let's be honest, I can see it

(Also as many people including Nate have pointed out, they're actually really similar as people; their differences are almost entirely due to their upbringings.)

now kISS

unintentional pun alert

plot plot Adora is convinced she has to be "a better She-Ra than Mara so I don't hurt people like she did."

Awww there's a great little moment between Adora and Swift Wind. Adora apologizes for making Swift Wind, uh, sentient I guess; and Swift Wind says "Adora, I wouldn't trade my voice and my wings for anything. I've got the chance to change the world now. To make it better than when I found it. I can't imagine ever going back, can you?"

they fix the Watchtower, Glimmer and Bow make it back to Bright Moon with the knowledge Entrapta is alive and working for the Horde, episode is over

[theharrowing]

Revisit Thoughts!

i can't believe this fic started in January 2021. i am preparing myself to cringe over how much my writing style and storytelling have changed.

fun fact: i had covid when i started this fic. it came out of several medicine-induced fever dreams and was originally going to be this huge, very intricate and weird story involving an alternate dream dimension and shit, but i split it into two: Dollhouse and The Hooksborough Demon. i vaguely remember very briefly outlining ideas for this fic at the beginning of my sickness, succumbing to cough medicine for what felt like 84 years (around 10 days total) and then when i woke up out of my stupor, the first two chapters were written.

hands-down, i fully believe that the opening paragraph to Dollhouse is one of my best opening paragraphs ever. pat on the back, sick me.

at some point, a reader asked me (long ago) about the specifics of the whole body swap technology and i was like "yeah i'll explain it in more detail in the future!!!" and then i definitely never did. and i never will, either. i don't want to pretend to understand how anything works. we vibe (feat. jimin of bts).

He loves the taste of cigars but only partakes when he’s in someone else’s body; he doesn’t need any more unhealthy addictions of his own.

is this foreshadowing??? ehehehehe. 😈😈😈

the simplicity lmao. the thought of just writing "there is a powder sedative" and leaving it at that is wild to me. these days i feel like i would be going down rabbit holes, getting on fbi watchlists to study sedatives and their exact color, consistency, and reaction in the human body. aldajsldjaljda. what was it like to be so carefree? and incredibly sick lolol that's probably why zero research was done.

"Four Roses or some such bullshit" lmao i literally drink four roses. it's not even that bad.

you can tell i was still riding the high of Boy Blue Taehyung bc of how cunty Hoseok is lmao.

aweee rereading this always feels so wild because enough time passes that i kinda forget about a lot of small details. and it is funny to see my writing before i was using so many em dashes lmao.

oh, Dollhouse. 💛💛💛 my little babie.

Dollhouse 💛 1: Easy Peasy

Hoseok’s job is simple: He enters the host’s body, he confiscates or terminates the target, and he gets back into his own body by dinnertime, easy peasy. Until a client comes along who becomes as obsessed with his life as he becomes with theirs, and the lines between their realities begin to blur.

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💛 Hoseok x Namjoon, Jungkook x Yoongi

💛 word count: 2.5k

💛 hired assassin au, sci-fi, body swapping, graphic violence, infidelity, body dysphoria, lgbtq, smut, fluff, angst, poly, nsfw, smut, 21+

💛 chapter warnings: description of murder (poison)

💛 beta read by @neoneunnajimin​  💛 posted jan. 2022 | read on ao3​

It always feels weird to wake up in someone else’s body. The discombobulation of space and time, adjusting for hand-eye coordination in a new skinsuit with different length limbs and overall proportions, acclimating as quickly as possible to carry out the tasks at hand. But he always adjusts quickly because he is the best. Nobody is better than Jung Hoseok.

This assignment is the same as any assignment: find the target and either confiscate or terminate. This time, he has to do both. It just so happens that the target individual is in possession of the target information, allowing Hoseok to kill two birds with one stone and get back into his own body by dinnertime. Easy peasy.

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[honey-milk-depresso]

S/o who is a manga artist

Floyd Leech

Idk

He seems like the type to read manga to me.

it’s usually when the cover page peeks his interest-

geez, Floyd, don’t just judge a book by its cover-

But the story plot has to keep him interested.

otherwise he would find it boring and throw it away or if it’s online, stop reading it.

So he found a manga series which was about many powerful mermaids and mermen that came from the sea to interact with a “I’m so done with shit” protagonist who’s a shoemaker living by the sea and he just be dead inside-

Floyd had many good laughs with that manga series, he reads it everyday, anytime, anywhere.

He just wanted to know who made this???

Its so good???

But he couldn’t find their real name, only having a weird looking pen name, and he couldn‘t even find your face profile!

Before he ultimately decided to give up,

he startled you one day when he burst through your room,

which of course startled you.

But now you expose him to a VERY familiar manga art on your drawing tablet..

”Ehhh~? Koebi Chan draws and makes manga??~ Why didn’t you tell me~? Ehehehehe~”

Yeah shit.

He‘s now all over you and he’s constantly talking about your manga with you.

He doesn’t want spoilers, no,

but he’s always pestering asking you when you are going to be done with a volume.

He just be resting on your head while you draw,

he won’t pay attention to the screen but instead look down to your hands doing the work

It’s magical!

Koebi Chan is so cool-

Anyone who dares make fun of your art would be chased down no matter what,

and he’s gonna have so much “fun” talking and correcting their statement-

Ehehehe~

Idia Shroud

Oh b r u h

Hun-

He big fan

OF ALL YOUR MANGAS-

ART STYLE IS PERFECTION

GODS HAS BLESS HIM WITH THIS GOOD ARTIST AND STORY PLOT CONSTRUCTOR

*french kiss* perfection-

He really loves everyone of em’

Especially those which are harem, shounen or mecha genre

He just be wondering,

just who are you???

Nozaki kun (for those who watch Nozaki Kun manga- totally recommend-)

He tried finding you online but to no avail.

That’s until one day-

ahahahaha-

you showed him your art that ONE day-

and you asked if it was okay?

You kinda wanted to use your art for school events you see?

And he sees a character with the same tupe of art style....

”OH MY GOD IS THAT ARISE FROM STAR BONDS WIEISHOWBDIDHC, YOU CREATED STAR BONDS?!?!?!?”

He is the true fanboy.

he geeks out about your art and manga plot,

And he’s complaining about how why your manga series is not adapted to become an anime yet like ???????

W h y ??????

Anyways,

he’s super supportive of your manga and art,

Anyone who insults you are gonna be trash talked

No mercy.

Man just don’t want you to be hurt <3

Azul Ashengrotto

look,

he only reads literature with them b i g words

So seeing him read manga means the book must have really peeled his interest

His favourite genre of your manga series are the fantasy, thriller, mystery or twisted ones occasionally.

Your manga series his top notch my dear reader

He couldn’t really identify who you were though,

and like the two others I mentioned, online was useless.

Thats until,

you accidentally dropped one of your drawings from your sketchbook,

aka thE WORSE THING THAT COULD HAPPEN TO ART KIDS-

and he being the gentleman he was helped you pick it up for you to retrieve it-

then he saw the art

the veryyyy familiar character with the exact same art style....

“You.... created Kyohei? From Blood Rain??”

Mans now your biggest fan-

He collects all your mangas, saves fanart of his favourite character secretly-

He just loves it okay?

And now that he knows you’re the artist,

he’s even an even bigger fan.

Anyone who insults your art are gonna have to deal with the mafia fish,

maybe letting Jade and Floyd getting into the fun in “educating” the hater.

He just wants to let you know you are special, talented, show stopping and drop dead gorgeous inside out <3

[abundanceoflol]

Honestly i love your idea about the other dragons still bringing up the fact that pitaya got part of their tail cut by a cookie and that is brought up at least once in all of their conversations

I can only wonder a lot what is going to happen when the other connect the fact that ( a cookie cut pitaya tail ) and ( the cookie that cut pitaya tail is now a legendary dragon ) and lose their marbles about it and laughing a lot

Ananas and lotus would probably ask about the story , how he did it and all ( kinda like siblings fishing for an embarrasing story ) and pitaya would just be FUMING XD

I can also see pitaya trying to hype buttercream and asking ananas and lotus on a duel/challenge on his behalf , like ( this guy totally could beat you in a fight )

Like , maybe if buttercream gives a good fight , ananas , lotus and lychee will finally stop bringing up the fact that his tail got cut by a mere cookie , cause now the cookie is also a dragon that can put even more of a fight then before

There is no shame in losing part of his tail to a cookie , cause said cookie is a dragon too (pitaya thought process probably)

EHeheheh Oh thats fun!! Yeah Pitaya definitely becomes a hype-dragon, only as sneaky plan to make them the less embarrassing dragon. "Look at thisss whelp! Thiss whelp is only twenty two and could kick your assss!" Pitaya says trying to bait Ananas into a fight Ananas puts down the paper they were reading. "I'm not opposed to punting an infant." Said "infant" punts them instead, Ananas never lives it down and then they become the new dragon getting teased, profit for Pitaya - Q

[kaioshin-kai]

". . Okay."

So Bragi was hiding and Tahinnia meets up with the nerdiest kai.

"H-Hey—!"

Oooohhhh… Tall. And is that a lack of ki-signature?!? He started to blush deeply.

"H-How may I help you?"

"Ah, lord Eyre.. I'm so honored to meet you! I am Tahinnia, I am an android that requires updates, and I've heard you're the most intelligent kai out there."

"U-U-Updates..?" He gulps, all flustered. "S-Sure! Eheheh... I-I can do that for you!!"

"Yeah. Can you please let someone else do my chores while you're going to check on my system? I don't feel like doing them. Oh, and don't specifically ask for Bragi to do those chores."

"S-Sure. E-Ehehehe. Wait, why Br—" Eyre starts to fluster more as Tahinnia starts to move closer to him.

"Asking such questions won't update me."

Eyre breathes heavily. "E-Eheheheh… O-Okay!! Eheheh…"

Oh god. She's totally getting her way.

"Hmm… I can handle Eyre. I don't think Shroom is allowed to be in Conton." She said.

"Just be sure that he doesn't see you when I speak to him. This will actually be very funny."

[suganovakawa]

two anons asked for more introverted and shy! reader .

Omg the headcanon w suga was so good TT I wanted to ask if you could do the same one with kags;-; 💞 like the introverted shy one

Oh my goooddddd the Suga one was so cuteeeee! Can I request the same one w kuroo? ;-; if not it’s totally fine!

and you know what ? i love this headcanon so much so i’m gonna do more of this . i hope you don’t mind i put both in one , it’s easier to post !

𝐒𝐇𝐘 , 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 !

karasuno and nekoma boys protect you because of your shyness !

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you being a shy introvert has never affected these boys’ feelings for you . if anything , they feel more obligated to keep you safe and protected ! these guys will do everything to make sure you’re supported and loved .

a / n : ehehehehe as a somewhat shy person myself i needed this

holy moly this came out so much longer than i originally planned , especially tobio’s — enjoy 😭

anyways ! if you want to be part of my general taglist - just ask ! and be specific if you want to be updated for certain things ( just headcanons , just scenarios , etc ) 🥺

tobio kageyama

both of you are extremely shy but somehow you make your relationship work perfectly

well , tobio isn't shy , per se - he's just extremely awkward

shoyo was literally the one who had to do most of the communication between you and him before you two became a thing

kags became brave enough to ask you out himself after countless weeks of psyching himself up for it

he was beyond thankful when you said yes , his confidence was boosted now that he conquered his fear of confessing to you

kageyama is very understanding of your shyness - he won't ever make you do anything you're uncomfortable with , and will always make sure you feel safe when you two are out together

as more of an introvert himself , he prefers to spend time with you in private , so it's a win-win situation for the two of you in that case

you love to cuddle with tobio when it's just you two - he's become accustomed to you just climbing on top of him whenever and just making yourself at home

hinata was the one who encouraged you to meet the rest of the volleyball team - kags hit him on the head when he mentioned it

" BOKE ! THEY'RE SHY ! BE CONSIDERATE OF THEIR FEELINGS ! "

" no , it's okay tobio !! i'd love to meet your team ! "

he said o-o ??

" really , y/n ? you'll come to practice to meet everyone ? "

" y-yeah ! i'm sure it's not too bad . and maybe i could watch you practice too , if that's allowed ? "

" OMG KAGEYAMA PLEASE LET Y/N WATCH US PRACTICE IT WOULD BE SO COOL TO HAVE THEM THERE WE SHOULD TOTALLY - "

" SHUT UP DUMBASS IT'S THEIR CHOICE IF THEY WANNA WATCH "

yes you wanted to watch , but working your way up to meet them was a terrifying experience

what if they didn't like you ?

you mentioned your fear to tobio after school , who shook his head with a smile

" they're going to love you , y/n . you'd be surprised with how accepting they are . hinata and i told you about our first day , right ? "

" yes , yes you did "

WOAH A BUZZ CUT GUY OPENED THE DOOR

you jumped behind kageyama as the bald guy started yelling at him about who knows what , you were too spooked to listen

shoyo was already at the gym , and noticed you hiding behind your boyfriend

" guys , guys ! that's kageyama's s.o. ! the one hiding behind him ! "

did hinata forget you're shy or something like wtf dude

you peeked out from behind kags , going pale as a whole sea of tall men stared right back at you

" everyone , this is y/n . y/n , this is my volleyball team . " taking you by the hand , tobio kept you close to him as he pulled you to his side

everyone collectively said hi , quietly to not overwhelm you

" damn kageyama , already cuffed as a first year , huh ? " this short dude with a blond tuft in front of his forehead patted him on the shoulder , and you watched as tobio struggled to reply , his cheeks going pink in embarrassment

you stayed away from the third years , as they had this powerful presence around them that intimidated you - especially that guy in the man bun , he's terrifying

you kept your distance from tsukishima , too - he's tall , sassy , and very scary

thankfully kiyoko was soft spoken enough to make you feel comfortable with being left with her - WTF WHO IS THAT INCOMING GROWN MAN HIDE

wait it's just the coach - NEVERMIND FALSE ALARM

you had never seen kageyama play volleyball until now - you heard about his middle school reputation , but he felt self conscious about it . so , you hardly ever brought it up in conversation

watching him in action was like falling for him all over again

the way he handled the ball so easily ; he could probably set in his sleep if he wanted to

and that quick attack - like damn , shoyo and tobio really are the dream team

after practice , WOOO BOY you were all over your him

practically gawking over everything you saw during practice - like DAMN , that setter is your boyfriend

you begged him to let you watch karasuno practice again , you'd end up warming up to the others eventually - you had him and hinata for support

he felt shy with how excited you were to watch him practice , but agreed to let you come to practice with him from now on

" tobio , you're so cool !! i wanna learn how to do the amazing things you do "

" cutie . i'd love to teach you sometime , y/n .

tetsurou kuroo

needless to say , tetsurou is anything but shy

how you managed to snag a catch like kuroo is beyond you

he likes - no , loves - your soft atmosphere , the peace that your presence brings him

he was literally a magnet to you in his quest of wooing you

the moment you even appeared in the same room for a second he’d end up right there with you

even if he was clingy in a sense , he respected your shyness and your boundaries , and would step away if he felt like you were uncomfortable with him

yes we stan gentleman kuroo anyway

eventually his charismatic tendencies and alluring charms got to you and you began to enjoy his company more and more

yes , you agreed to becoming his s.o. , only if he understood that you would be sometimes too shy to go out places with him

he didn’t care , he didn’t care if all you two did was stay at home — this boy was over the moon that you were now officially his

the first thing he did was brag to his team lmao

did i mention that nekoma was betting on him being able to get you ?

kenma and lev owed yamamoto yen for being kuroo’s only supporter BFHSJNFNF

yaku took it a step further and told tetsu to bring you here — to which he internally panicked

he wasn’t planning on introducing you to the others so early , you two were still trying to get in the groove of being in a relationship

but after being pestered by literally everyone else on the team , he finally gave in and agreed to ask you the next time he saw you

he sugar coated it to the max when he saw you the next day

“ y/n , my absolute darling , i know you said you’re a shy little cutie and all , but — ”

“ tetsu , please just tell me what you need from me . ”

LMAOOOO you can read the third year like a book ; he shut up immediately when you shot an eyebrow upwards

“ i wasn’t planning to introduce you this early but , the guys from my volleyball team want to meet you . today , after school , preferably . ”

y/n.exe has stopped working

“ baby , baby ! you don’t have to , i swear ! i’m not gonna push you to do anything you don’t want , they just want to meet you in person once , is all . you never have to go again if you decide to go only one time , i promise . ”

hhhhhhhhh why is tetsurou like this

“ fine , i’ll go today . i have nothing to do after school anyway . but after that , no more . i can only take so much , you know that . ”

he punched his fists in the air before snatching a kiss to your temple

“ thank you , baby ! you won’t regret meeting them , i promise . ”

it took a lot of psyching yourself up to actually go through with this

but kuroo looked so happy when you agreed , you didn’t wanna let him down :(

so you two met up after school — he was already with kenma

you already met kenma in the past , so seeing him didn’t bother you ; he was an introvert too so he understood how you felt

“ hi , y/n . i’m surprised you can keep up with kuroo the way you do . ”

“ it’s strenuous sometimes , but worth it . ”

aww look at you two bonding — even if it was at kuroo’s expense , he looked like he was about to explode in tears of joy

that moment of peace left the moment the gym doors bashed open — WHO THE FGIDKFK WAS STANDING AT THE DOOR

BIG SCARY DUDE WITH WHITE HAIR

“ KENMA KENMA KENMA KENMA CAN YOU PLEAAAAAAASE SET ME SOME BALLS ”

“ not now , lev . ”

oh my god he saw you

no turning back now

the so-called lev widened his eyes , his jaw dropped for a few seconds before running back into the gym

“ GUYS , GUYS ! HE DID IT ! HE BROUGHT Y/N ! ITS HAPPENING ! ”

kuroo appeared like a deer in headlights as you looked at him dumbfoundedly

“ tetsurou . what , and i mean what , is going on ? ”

you watched as someone much much smaller than him — you recognized yaku , he was your classmate — literally kick lev across the back , causing him to fall over

“ they’re a rowdy bunch , y/n . but they won’t lay a hand on you , i assure you . they’ve got much more bark than bite . if they even do have a bite . ”

kenma answered you before kuroo could ; he was blubbering away with incoherent excuses answers you couldn’t even understand

a dude with a mohawk came up to inspect you , and you screamed

tetsurou slapped him away , before wrapping his arms around you protectively

“ don’t go near y/n ! they’re very shy , so please be careful ! ”

this is so embarrassing you might just die

kenma and yaku made sure everyone else yamamoto and lev gave you personal space

once they were all settled down , you actually thought they were a nice bunch — it also helped to know that lev was a first year , it made him appear much less scary

kuroo insisted that you stay for practice , and after some pestering from him and the rest of the team , you agreed

watching them practice was not what you expected

where was tetsurou kuroo and what did they do to him

you didn’t even recognize your boyfriend as he took his rightful role as captain on the court , helping the others and giving pointers wherever needed

the others fell in place , too — watching everyone practice was totally different to how they acted before

you were actually mesmerized , watching them — you didn’t even realize practice was over until kuroo walked over to you and told you that it was over

“ i-it’s over already ? ”

“ yeah , baby . it’s done . did you enjoy it ? ”

“ yeah . . . yeah , i did . i enjoyed it a lot , actually ! ”

“ well , if you’re up for it , the manager spot is very much open . but you don’t have to take it , i know you said this would be the only time you’d come with me . ”

oh no no no you were not gonna miss a chance to be mesmerized like that again

“ y’know what , tetsu ? i want to be the manager . sign me up . ”

cue a screaming yamamoto and long legs lev jumping for joy as tetsurou grinned like crazy at your response

[the-haunted-office]

( @drchandras-sanctuary-for-ais - Continued from here!)

“Oh, this office is one of many in a neighborhood of offices,” Thursday explains patiently. She knows the concept of a multiverse of offices that are connected to each other can be confusing even to adults, much less a child, so she endeavors to simplify it wherever possible. “Basically think of a neighborhood of houses. Each house is its own universe. The houses all exist in one area together that is its own universe. And they’re all connected to each other. That’s how these offices work! Mine is just one. There are at least dozens of others. Pretty amazing!”

The Narrator is happy to share in the child’s excitement about prehistoric creatures, until he’s suddenly upset about not getting to actually see the prehistoric creatures in person.

Caught off guard she leans back and blinks.

Oh dear. She hasn’t been around a child throwing a tantrum in a long time. How does on handle this situation?

“Okay, all right,” she says, attempting to placate him. “You weren’t being rude. You’re excited! And why shouldn’t you be? I mean, we’re talking dinosaurs here! The pinnacle of awesome things, yeah?”

And there are the puppy dog eyes. And fidgeting with the stuffie. Oh she’s weak against that. Very weak. Thursday doesn’t have any children of her own, but if she did, she knows she’d be a total doormat. Her best bet for raising children would be to have a partner who isn’t afraid of putting their foot down where hers would never be touching the ground.

“Well. Maybe we can work something out,” she says with a smile. And Thursday, being the trusting creature that she is, doesn’t have any reason to question that the portal gun might need recharging. “Just like, a quick peek won’t hurt anything, will it? And your portal gun needs to be recharged, this ought to give it some time to do that, eh? All right! Come one with me while I fetch my friend.”

The Narrator stands up and brushes off her pants from where she was kneeling down on the floor.

Leading him off to where the friend in question resides, she says, “Now, my friend is a little different than, ah, quote unquote ‘normal’ folks. You see, she’s a ghost. Those don’t frighten you, do they? There’s actually a couple of ghosts who live around here, her being one of them. She can float around and sometimes make scary faces, but I’m sure she’ll tone it down for you. Just don’t be alarmed by the glowing yellow eyes - she can’t really do anything about that. And her teeth. Yeah, sometimes those look like shark teeth, but she can’t and won’t hurt you, I promise you that. She’s just gonna take us to see the dinosaurs, sort of like a little field trip.”

When they reach the ghost’s room, Thursday knocks on the door a couple of times, flashing a reassuring grin down at Tau while they wait for her to answer.

Moments later, the door creaks open and floating there, just as described, is a ghost. Who looks nearly exactly like Thursday herself. Everything from her hair to her eyeglasses to her clothing is an exact copy. The only differences are the ones Thursday herself mentioned, with the addition of the way her brunette hair fades with a ghostly bluish transparent effect. And her skin, the way it’s deathly pale, to the point of simply looking like alabaster.

The ghost grins, momentarily flashing the aforementioned shark teeth before they transform and dull themselves right before Thursday and Tau’s eyes. She gazes down at the small child and then back to Thursday, expecting an explanation.

“Hi,” says Thursday, casually as ever. “Tau, this is Ghostday. Ghostday, this is Tau. He accidentally found his way into our office while looking for woolly mammoths. We were hoping you’d be able to take us to see some. You know, just a quick peek, make a youngster’s day.”

“Ohohohoho,” the ghost laughs, her yellow eyes glowing even brighter. “Why not? Just make sure you don’t get lost, or you might get stuck with them forever, ehehehehe.”

[thedreamparadox]

May I PLEASE see the Jackle and NiGHTS shitpost

I mean it's totally garbage but if you're sure here u go.

Full disclaimer for lots and lots of swearwords. (Jackle knows all the swears 'cause they're the oldest.) Also as a note this was written before I properly started working out how Mareish functioned or what it was even named. This is 100% completely not canon and rather OOC as well.

Summary: Claris probably shouldn’t have asked about NiGHTS’ father.

-

“NiGHTS?”

“Hm?”

Claris and NiGHTS were in one of Claris’ newest Nightopia, Soft Museum. Claris had managed to evade the powerful Nightmaren that lived there. And it wasn’t too late into the night yet, they had time to talk.

“You mentioned your dad before,” Claris said. “What’s he like?”

“Oh, I have a lot of words about what he’s like,” NiGHTS replied, smiling but looking visibly otherwise furious. “Just not in this language. Hm...”

They looked around for a moment, then shouted: “Hey, Jackle!”

The Nightmaren that Claris had only just escaped appeared, a cup of tea in one hand.

“Yes?” they said.

“You’re the older one, you know a lot of human words,” NiGHTS said, hands on their hips, “What’s the human word for [x][x][x][x][x][x]?”

Sometimes, Claris really wished she spoke Nightmareish.

“Oh! There’s a bunch of fun ones!” Jackle cackled. “Asshole is a good one. Are we talking about father dearest again?”

NiGHTS simply nodded and smiled wickedly.

“Wonderful! I’ve got a few!” They cackled again, even louder than before. “Dickbag and asshat are a few fun compound ones I’ve heard from some Dreamers! Ehehehehe! Some of them get really creative when insulting their own fathers.”

Claris looked at NiGHTS for a moment. “...Should I be concerned?”

“Nah. Dear old dad deserves all the insults we can think of. And then extras. You probably shouldn’t be saying that so loudly, Jackle. You’re not the rebel here.”

“As if he could afford to kill me!” Jackle crowed. “He can’t make any more of you or Ree or any more of me! Hehehe! I’m invincible!”

“Wait, back up.” Claris said. “Kill you?”

“Yeah. See, if a Nightmaren gets destroyed by a Lucid or me or anyone else, they’ll come back eventually,” NiGHTS explained. “If they get destroyed by Wizeman? They’re gone for good. Never coming back.”

“Dead dead!” Jackle declared with a rather unhinged laugh.

“...Oh.”

Claris wondered, for a moment, if there was an alternate dream dimension version of CPS she could call. Or maybe a SWAT team because. To not mince words, holy shit.

“Anyway, I’ve got more,” Jackle said. “Humans get really creative with language.”

“Ooh, tell me! I could use extras just in case.”

“Of course! Hehehe!”

Claris sighed. It was going to be a long night.

[momowho34]

Writing a piece in a very specific self indulgent au where

Neji lives and Hinata dies but it’s later in the timeline after she has Himawari and Boruto and basically Naruto leaves the village with his kids and then comes back years and years later and is incapacitated and maybe dying so the Hyugas (Hiashi you fuck) sidle in like “oh well u know we’re the mothers family and we can take care of the kids but we’re doing it bcus we care and totally not because Himawari has Byakugan :)” so of course Neji goes “aw hell nah fuck you im the godfather in hinata’s will so they’re coming with me,” despite the fact that he has no idea how to take care of children and in the middle of the custody battle Boruto and Himawari are like “....I’m sorry, how the fuck do u people know my dad again??” so now Neji has to figure out how to take care of children and in the middle of ALL OF THIS Kawaki is circling the village, convinced that the leaf has kidnapped his father figure and younger siblings so he’s trying to figure out how to get them out of there.

And that idea just makes me imagine him falling out of a tree in Neji’s backyard, and upon seeing this half starved teenaged delinquent looking kid immediately gets all defensive of the kids. Kawaki just kinda goes “uhhh hi?” And Neji is ready to murder a child because he’s been on edge lately (by on edge I mean a total mother hen, he’s trying) but then Boruto and Himawari show up and are like “oh my god that’s Kawaki!!!!” So now it’s Neji’s turn to go ?????????? You know this shabby intruder???

Yeah did I mention that this au is incredibly specific and self indulgent? Ehehehehe...

[tk-writer]

Two can play at that game. [Saiouma/Oumasai]

This was it. The moment of truth.

Saihara knew he was playing into Ouma’s hand, but even so he still felt pretty victorious. A long day that started with Ouma stealing his case files ended with the little gremlin pinned down like a butterfly on an observation table. Despite that, the supreme leader was grinning up at him like he was the one who was really in control. And maybe he was. But Saihara had learned a thing or two about putting on a good front, thanks to him. So two could play at that game.

“Gotcha,” the detective whispered with a feeble smirk, doing his best to summon what little confidence he had inside.

“Indeed you do,” replied the shorter man, showing no sign of concern whatsoever. Mischief twinkled in his eyes, as if this had been part of his plan all along. “Good job, Mr. Detective. Whatcha gonna do now?”

That, he was unsure of. Most of his focus had gone towards neutralizing his former classmate, not what was to come after. The raven-haired man came up with a silly idea that even he was embarrassed to say aloud, but he figured it would be a harmless way to get back at him for being such a nuisance all day.

“I’m gonna tickle you,” he said, adjusting his position so he had better access to his slim figure. That earned him a scoff and more blatant denial.

“Tch! Sorry to break it to you, but I’m not ticklish! Neeheehee!”

There was something strange about what he said in that moment. Anyone else would’ve brushed it off, but Saihara had known him long enough to catch onto the little cracks in his disguises. Whether it was him speaking in a slightly higher pitch than normal, using a fake laugh to cover up something sinister, or in this case, a small tremor while saying a certain word.

He was bluffing. And Saihara was going to prove him wrong, right here, right now.

It was easier said than done, though. The thought of touching Ouma so delicately was flustering, to say the least. Saihara felt his face growing hot just thinking about it. Even just watching him lay there, completely limp and at his whim, was enough to make him choke from pressure. He looked down and saw that the hem of his shirt had risen in their struggle and a small patch of pale skin peeked out. 

He held both of Ouma’s tiny wrists in one hand as he planned his next moves. 

Slowly, slowly, his hand got closer to Ouma’s semi-exposed belly. He felt his heart pounding against his chest, practically throwing itself against his ribcage. His entire head must’ve looked like it was steaming. Meanwhile, Ouma didn’t look the least bit worried. He kept a neutral expression, showing neither excitement nor nervousness at his current predicament.

“Well? I’m waiting!”

“Just… hush.”

It was now or never. Finally mustering the courage, he started tracing a line across his skin, right above the waist of his shorts. He watched Ouma carefully, taking note of any subtle changes in his expression or body movements. However he didn’t see anything noteworthy. Maybe he wasn’t hitting the right place?

Or maybe Ouma’s concentration was just hardened. He did look a little strained, like he was putting all his effort into not reacting. That was promising at least.

He trailed to his sides, testing out the waters there. That’s when he saw him flinch, ever so slightly. There it was! He lingered in that spot, dragging the tips of his nails up and down in a steady pattern.

“...Mmmh! Eheh…!”

Saihara paused. It was quiet, but he definitely heard something.

“Was that a giggle?”

Ouma was still grinning, but it looked a little different. Less know-it-all and more… panicked. As if his true thoughts were breaking through.

“Don’t know what you’re talking about!” sang the trapped leader, still committed to his act.

Saihara kept up his ministrations, adding a little more pressure as he started to gently poke his ribs. At every touch he saw more subtle twitching, heard more muffled noises, sensed more of his growing nervousness. Despite his efforts to keep quiet, a couple more strained giggles made their way to Saihara’s ear. This was certainly getting to him.

“Something wrong?”

“Nggh, no! I - aha! - you… I’m not - ehehe!”

“You’re lying.”

He decided to take it up a notch. While Ouma was squeezing his eyes shut, he jumped to his stomach and spidered his fingers across the exposed skin rapidly. The element of surprise seemed to be the secret ingredient. Ouma was beginning to crack. He let out a squeal, then suddenly started cackling uncontrollably. 

It was a real laugh. Not a smirk, a sneer, or an evil snicker, but a true, genuine laugh.

It was musical and joyous, like a child playing with his friends. Unfitting for someone who was supposed to be an evil supreme leader. Saihara couldn’t help but crack a smile; he never thought he’d be able to hear Ouma laugh for real, so for him this was a real treat.

“I guess that wasn’t a complete lie,” he teased. “You’re not just ticklish. You’re super ticklish.”

“Gahahaha - AHAHAHAHA! Shutup!!!”

“What’s the matter? You can barely speak and I’m not even touching you that much.”

“STAHAHAHAHAP! I’m nahahahat!!”

There was no way he could, not after Ouma had so ardently denied this fact. Saihara was going to enjoy this for as long as he could. He began to climb his sides like a ladder, hitting every sensitive spot on the way up to his underarms which were a whole new level of ticklishness. Ouma actually shrieked when he touched him there, which made Saihara laugh at the sheer ridiculousness of it all. He leapt from one side to the other, scrambling his hand for a few seconds before moving back to the other, all while Ouma screamed with laughter and put all his strength into getting away. Saihara held him tightly, unwilling to let go.

Then he started getting creative. He began stroking his neck, ever so lightly, and that seemed to tickle him in a new way. The detective’s smirk continued to grow as he watched his victim scrunch his shoulders in a feeble attempt to block it out. Whenever that happened, though, he’d jump to the other side and scribble there, and once in a while he’d flick his ears just to throw him off. Every time he moved, Ouma’s giggles increased in volume. 

After a few more minutes, Saihara figured he’d had enough. His face was tomato red, he could barely spit out a full sentence, and his entire body kept twitching even after Saihara’s hand left him. He sucked in large gulps of air, trying to regain his aloof persona.

“So… -huff!- You think you’ve won… huh?”

Saihara nodded triumphantly.

“I’m pretty sure I did.”

“Neeheehee… Saihara is soooo gullible! I was faking the whole time!”

The detective raised an eyebrow. Ouma must’ve been desperate. There was no way he thought Saihara would actually believe him at this point.

“Oh, really? Were you faking when I did this?”

He dug one finger into his hip bones without warning, and Ouma’s struggles began anew. He let out a loud yelp before bursting into the same childlike giggles as before. He bounced up and down, trying to shake him off, but his efforts were in vain.

“GAHAHAHAHA! Nooooooo!”

Saihara stopped again, hoping to have proven his point.

“Was that fake too?”

Ouma huffed and puffed again, but he still refused to give in. He flashed another devious grin, still unwilling to admit defeat.

“Yup! You sure catch on fast!”

His behavior was puzzling. Usually Ouma admitted when Saihara was right, but for some reason he kept dragging this out. It wasn’t like him to be a sore loser even if things didn’t go his way.

But then, Saihara realized something. Something that made his heart flutter from how adorable it all was.

He smiled down at Ouma, hands poised for another attack.

“I get it. You want me to keep doing this. You like when I do this.”

There it was. A look of panic struck through Ouma, the first clue that proved Saihara’s hunch was right. It was only for a moment, but it was enough to confirm what he already knew.

“You’re really delusional if you think that!” Ouma spat at him. Ah, more denial. He was getting somewhere. “Do you think I’m some sort of freak? Who wants that?!” His voice sounded more alarmed the longer he rambled. Good.

“Who wants… what? Tickling? Why don’t you say it?”

“Because… because… neeheehee! Just kidding, you’re totally right! I have SUCH a huge thing for it. Congratulations, Pooichi! You figured it out!”

Once again, Ouma had flipped the script hoping it would favor him in the long run. However, Saihara had expected that, and he wasn’t going to let this go without some sort of confession.

“Then say it.”

“Hmm? Say what?”

“Say you like being tickled. If it’s true, it’s no problem for you, right?”

“...”

When he didn’t answer, Saihara wiggled his hand above his stomach again in a threatening notion. Ouma began to visibly squirm.

“Say it… or else I’ll keep going until you do!”

Ouma bit his lip, the gears turning in his head. It seemed his table turning had backfired.

“...Alright. I like it.”

“What do you like?” Saihara wisped his stomach again, delighted to see his rival laughing and worming around once again.

“Aha! Ehehehehe! Fine!! Iwantedyoutotickleme!”

Not exactly what he was expecting, but it was satisfying nonetheless. He backed off again, letting Ouma’s wrists go. His arms immediately went to his sides. He hugged himself protectively as a few residual giggles managed to sneak out.

“That’s all I needed to hear.”

When he calmed down, Ouma looked at him again as a faint blush dusting his round cheeks. He quickly shook it off before putting on another front to mask his giddiness.

“Saihara-chan is such a perv… he just wanted an excuse to touch his beloved nemesis. Neehee…”

“What if I did?”

That appeared to throw him off, since he actually tripped over his next words as if he couldn’t think of a response quickly enough.

“Huh!! Um, yeah! Aha, what if, indeed.”

Saihara rolled his eyes playfully, picking up the discarded case files on the floor before making his way out of the room. He saw Ouma watching him from the corner of his eye and smiled again before heading out to finish the rest of his daily duties. It was pretty cute, the way he longed for more yet was unwilling to say it aloud. It was something they would have to work on, but for now, Saihara was happy to keep playing along.