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belovedwhore · 2 years ago

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pretty boy

ethan landry x reader

warnings: a little bit of plot, smut obv, fingering, blowjob, “nipple play” like barely, and ethan’s a lowkey sub

notes: i watched scream 6 yesterday and i had to like this man is just so fine. also this takes place at the party so technically he isn’t ghostface just yet so we’ll leave it at that. just a normal college boy :)

if you like this lmk what other stuff you’d want to read for ethan, in need of prompts!!!

pt 1 , pt 2 , pt 3 , pt 4 , pt 5 , pt 6

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it was halloweekend and you and your friends came to a frat party. you and tara had dressed as pirates just grabbing stuff that was left around. the party was going pretty well, well until you took a long swig of a bottle of pink whitney and ran upstairs after seeing your ex hooking up with this girl that was “just a friend”, what a load of bullshit. you went into the nearest unlocked room, closing the door behind you and locking it.

“fuck me,” you muttered to yourself, “fuck me in the fucking ass.”

you turned around to go sit down on the bed and there sat ethan, well a rather red faced ethan after your remark, just looking at you. ethan was a part of your friend group, the cute dorky guy. his cardboard robot costume was littered on the floor, leaving him in his joggers and a shirt. you were surprised he wasn’t somewhere with chad getting a pep talk to finally talk to a girl.

“hey,” he greeted giving you a small wave as if you two weren’t the only people in the room.

“god were you gonna say anything sooner I didn’t know anyone was in here,” you answered as you walked over and sat in front of him while his back was against the headboard.

“oh sorry, my bad.”

“nah it’s fine, worse shit has happened to me tonight that’s for sure.”

“like what,” he inquired.

“well for starters my ex is fucking the bitch that he said he was “just friends” with during our whole relationship so,” you responded hurriedly and angrily.

“oh i’m so sorry, that’s messed up.”

“yes it is, welcome to my life pretty boy”

you hadn’t meant to say the nickname out loud but that long drink was starting to hit you and you couldn’t care less at the moment. ethan blushed at your comment, looking down unable to meet you eye.

“hey,” you told him, “look at me.”

you grabbed both sides of his face with your hands and giggled, “such a pretty boy with pretty lips.”

at this point ethan was bright red and speechless, just muttering words trying to form a sentence, “l-l-l-look i think you’re drunk.”

“i’m fine, anyways i have a question.”

“ok,” he gulped, “what’s up.”

with your answer you pulled his head closer to you own, lining your lips up right next to his ear, “do you think it’s fair that my ex gets to fuck someone tonight and i don’t?”

as you finished your sentence you could feel ethan’s breath hitch in his throat, it made you smile. you moved his head back in front of you so you were face to face once again.

“is it?,” you reiterated

ethan quickly shook his head no, unable to speak. with your hands still on his neck you moved his head closer to you once again but this time your lips were only an inch away.

“i couldn’t hear you pretty boy, i said do you think it’s fair that i don’t get fucked tonight.”

“n-no,” he answered quickly.

“great, glad to know we’re on the same page,” you said quickly as you brought his lips to yours and kissed him.

you could tell he was shocked by the suddenness of the kiss because his lips were kind of stiff but moments later they melted into the kiss. you led the kiss, poking your tongue past his lips to entangle his tongue with your own, and with this you could hear his moans. it was music to your ears. without breaking the kiss you moved to straddle his waist, as his hands fell to your own, lowering yourself on his clothed length that was hardening by the second. this pressure caused him to let out a grunt into the kiss as he bucked his hips, hitting your center. you tangled your hands with the curly hair at the nape of his neck, yanking it back towards the headboard, separating the kiss so you were looking in each other’s eyes. both of you were breathing heavily, ethan’s lips all pink and swollen from your kissing, fuck he was so hot. breathless he looked up at you while you took off your vest to reveal yourself in a white shirt that you’d spilled on earlier at the party. with no bra on your nipples were exposed through the fabric and you think ethan may have died right then and there.

he began to move his hands from your waist up the sides of your body until they rested right next to your tits. he looked at you as he slowly took one hand to grope one of them. you bit your lip at this feeling, as his hands were both rough and soft as he kneaded your tit. watching you still he swiped his thumb across your clothed nipple earning a lustful reaction. you moaned and muttered curses under your breath, with you head rolling back. he took this as encouragement to continue. he resumed with both hands massaging and kneading your tits, twisting and pinching your nipples now and then. all this made your core ache as you felt the wetness pooling between your legs, you rolled your hips against ethan’s dick chasing some sort of friction. you took your top off and laid your tits bare to him. and he took this opportunity to latch his lips to one of your nipples, nibbling and swirling his tongue around it while still playing with the other. your body jolted at this sudden rush of pleasure, you couldn’t keep quiet,

“oh fuck ethan,” you moaned as he licked you nipple.

breaking his contact with your tit you bring his face to yours once again and resume the kiss, the rhythm much faster and fervent this time. your lips molded together perfectly with the occasional moan into the kiss as ethan still played with your nipples. you reached under his shirt, looking for bare skin to touch and you felt the ridges of his abs fuck you forgot how ripped he was. you broke the kiss to pull his shirt off his head needing to see his bare chest. after it was off he leaned forward to reconnect your lips but you pushed him back,

“my turn.”

and you leaned forward placing kisses on his neck as he moaned in response. you sucked on special spots, sure to leave a mark that’d show later. it was so hot hearing him moan under your touch, he bucked his hips as you kissed under his ear in hopes of some sort of friction. as you continued to kiss all over his body your hand trailed to the waistband of his sweatpants, tracing his v-line into the article of clothing. you palmed his clothed length feeling him jolt underneath your touch,

“oh oh my god,” he breathlessly moaned unable to come up with any other words.

suddenly you felt his hand creep under your skirt and onto your own bundle of nerves, massaging the mound through your panties.

“oh ethan,” you moaned

wanting to touch more of him you reached your hand into his joggers until his own grabbed your wrist and stopped you. confused you looked up at him tilting your head slightly.

“umm,” he muttered quietly, “i-i wanna do you first.”

with his hand still on your heat he began to rub over your clothed center once again. you hummed in agreement as his fingers sent shocks through your body. you soon reconnected the kiss, wanting to feel him on your lips as he played with your pussy. you felt him drag your panties to the side, exposing your bare cunt directly to his fingers. this new feeling caused you to jolt up but you felt his other hand on your waist holding you down. he swiped his finger through your arousal and around your entrance until he dipped his middle finger into the hole, burying it deep inside you. you loudly gasped, pulling away from the kiss as you jolted up a bit.

“oh my god, did that hurt, i’m so sorry, shouldn’t have done that,” ethan rambled

he began to remove his hand from your cunt until you stopped him.

“don’t fucking move.”

you pushed yourself back down onto his finger, moaning the entire way down. he watched as you squirmed on top of his hand until he was fully inside you again.

“pretty boy please move your finger,” you teased.

ethan quickly snapped out of his daze and began to finger you slowly, curling his finger so he was pressing on the bundle of nerves that had built up over this time.

“another…” you spoke breathlessly, “another finger.”

he obliged sliding his ring finger into you, the new pressure began to spur you towards the edge but there’s something you still needed.

practically fucking yourself on his fingers you whined, “faster ethan, you need to go faster. you’re not gonna hurt me.”

and that simple ask was all it took for him to rapidly increase his pace. he immediately started to pound his fingers into you, curling them repeatedly to hit your spot.

you cried out, “fuck oh my- i’m gonna cum,” and this only spurred him on as he captured one of your tits in his mouth and violently sucked on your nipple.

and suddenly you froze, your pussy clenched around ethan’s fingers and your legs felt weak as your orgasm ripped through you. your head fell onto his chest out of exhaustion, and his fingers were still inside you through your high as you clenched violently around them. you kissed him softly, a bit tired after your insane orgasm. slowly you pulled his hand out from under you, gasping at the loss of his fingers inside of you. you placed his middle and ring finger inside your mouth, swirling your tongue around them, cleaning them of your arousal. he looked at you, mouth wrapped around his fingers and felt a twitch in his pants. he breathed heavily as you pulled yourself off of his fingers and he pulled you in for a kiss, tasting you on your own tongue. as you made out you moved your hand once again to palm his clothed dick but wasted no time reaching into his pants. you felt his bare length, veins bulging as you felt his tip was already leaking insane amounts of precum. he shuddered viciously into the kiss under your touch.

“you’re big pretty boy,” you whispered into his ear as you swiped your finger over his slit that was leaking precum.

“oh my god,” he started as you began to move your hand up and down his shaft slowly. he roughly groaned, shifting on the bed as you began to speed up. you watched him intently with his eyes screwed shut and heavy breathing. you spit down between the two of you, onto his cock so your hand would glide better on his skin. this unfamiliar feeling caused ethan to buck his hips, fucking himself into your hand.

“oh fuck i’m gonna- oh my god,” he groaned as he finished in your hand, eyes screwed shut and his dick twitching as he shot out loads of cum onto your stomach. you kept pumping him through his orgasm until he was whimpering and letting out a string of profanities under his breath.

he didn’t even know how hot he was, sitting there violently moaning as he came all over you, god you needed him. as he opened his eyes, you grabbed his face and placed a couple pecks to his lips.

“you’re cute when you cum pretty boy,” you said to him, making him turn red immediately.

you pulled him closer to you and kissed him thoroughly once again until you both heard a violent knock on the door, causing you both to jump.

“ethan are you in there, it’s chad we gotta go, her ex pissed her off and we can’t find her,” spoke the voice.

ethan looked at you and responded still out of breath, “ok yea i’ll be out in a second, just gimme a minute.”

“alright,” chad responded.

as his footsteps faded away before getting off ethan’s lap you whispered to him, “you owe me a fuck.”

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hbyrde36 · 1 year ago

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Life is a Game (and True Love is a Trophy)

Chapter 2

Ch 1 ao3 link

*Eddie - 1986*

Dustin burst in the door without knocking. A habit Eddie had been trying to break him out of for years. One of these days he’d do it at the wrong time and see something he’ll wish he hadn’t. Maybe then he’d learn his lesson.

“So, don’t freak out but…”

“Ugh” Eddie groaned, pushing his face further into his pillow. “It’s never good when you start a sentence like that. At least let me get some coffee first.”

“Fine.” Dustin relented, stomping back out into the kitchen of the Munson trailer.

Ten minutes later and with coffee in hand, Eddie motioned for Dustin to continue with whatever nonsense he’d woken him up for this morning.

“I told the guys about Steve, about you knowing him.”

“Dustin!” Eddie shouted, incredulously.

“What? It’s not like it’s some big secret or something!”

“You didn’t know!”

“No, I didn't. But I should have realized, and I shouldn’t have said what I did the other night about him. That wasn’t cool. That’s why I told them, because I felt bad, and because I was thinking that maybe we could do a little investigation of our own?”

The kid meant well and it was sweet that he wanted to do something to make Eddie feel better, but what did he think he and a bunch of teenagers would be able to do about it?

Eddie shook his head. “I already told you man, his parents are loaded. I’m sure they left no stone unturned. What could we possibly do that they haven't already tried?”

Dustin’s face spread into a cocky grin. “For starters, Mike talked to Nancy. Did you know she dated Steve for a little while right around the time Will got lost in the woods?”

He had known that actually. In fact he vividly remembered catching the two of them in the boy’s bathroom that one time. He’d never thought about it in reference to Steve’s disappearance before though. The couple had broken up a few months before it happened.

“Yea, okay. So, they dated. What’s that got to do with anything?”

“I'm not sure if it does, but the police never even talked to her. Mike said she was willing to talk to us about him, if you want.”

Eddie couldn’t believe he was actually considering this, but it was hard to deny how intrigued he was to learn more about Steve. Even if it didn’t lead to any answers about what had happened to him.

“You know what? Fuck it. Let's do it.” Eddie declared, slamming his now empty cup down on the table for emphasis.

“Language! I am a child!.” Dustin gasped, in a dramatic impersonation of his mother.

“Shut it, nerd.”

“You literally play D&D with children! Who’s the nerd now?!”

Eddie had never really had a full conversation with Nancy. They said hi in passing, and whenever he came to the house to play with the boys of course, but that was the extent of it. Now he was supposed to sit here in the Wheeler’s basement, like it was any other day, and talk to her about her ex boyfriend. Awkward.

Or, maybe not.

According to Dustin, Nancy knew all about their game, including how she, Steve, and many others were used as characters in it. She understood their curiosity. She herself had always thought that there was something suspicious about the whole thing. That maybe there was more going on in Hawkins than a single missing boy.

“Do you remember the day in the cafeteria, when Steve got into that screaming match with Tommy and Carol?”

Eddie shook his head. “No, but I heard it was brutal.” He’d skipped out early that day to meet up with Rick for more product. The whole school was buzzing about it the next day, he could have kicked himself for missing the show.

“It was. I was shocked. I had never seen him act like that. I know he and I hadn’t been together that long, so I could be wrong, but It seemed so out of character. I mean, everything he said was true, and those two probably deserved it, but the three of them had been best friends for years. He never stood up to them before, so why now? It felt like it came out of nowhere.”

She paused, taking a breath and gathering her thoughts before continuing.

“I remember him looking at me, just before he stormed off when it was all over. He didn’t look mad, it was more like.. I don’t know, scared, maybe?”

Well, that was a little ominous. Eddie and the younger boys shared a look as Nancy got up from her seat on the couch and started pacing.

“He called me later that night and asked me to come over so we could talk. When I got there, he stepped out onto the porch instead of letting me come inside. I didn’t think anything of it at the time, but looking back, it was a little odd. We sat on the steps and he said that he was sorry, but he couldn’t see me anymore. I asked him if there was someone else, but he said no. He just wanted to be single for a while and concentrate on other things. It was fine. I don’t think either of us were too upset about it. We hugged and said our goodbyes, and that was the last time I spoke to him.”

She stopped pacing, standing directly in front of Eddie as she finished her story.

“I still saw him around, of course, and heard about how he quit the school teams. Which seemed weird, because, what was this more important thing he was focusing on? Clearly it wasn’t sports. Then he started skipping school, so it wasn’t about his grades either. I started to wonder if maybe he had gotten into drugs or something.”

Or, he could have just been lying to let you down easy, Eddie thought, but that wasn’t very kind. Instead he said, “If he was, he wasn't getting them from me.”

Dustin gasped. “Wait, dude, are you really a drug dealer?”

Fuck. “Um. No?”

“You are! You’re totally a drug dealer!” Dustin said, bouncing in his seat and pointing a finger in Eddie’s face.

Eddie groaned. “Please stop yelling ‘drug dealer’ before Mike's parents hear you and kick me out!”

“Does that mean you smoke pot?” Lucas asked.

“Can we smoke pot?” Mike added quickly, grinning.

“Absolutely not!” Eddie and Nancy shouted, simultaneously.

He turned to her, hands raised. “For the record, I don’t sell anymore. Not since my supplier went to jail.”

Dustin’s eyes widened slightly. “Oh shit, is Reefer Rick a real person?”

Nancy gave Eddie a hard look.

“What?! We all used people from our life in the game!” He said defensively. “Look, guys, I think we’re getting off track here.”

“Is there anything else weird you remember about Steve from before he disappeared?” Will asked Nancy, speaking for the first time. Eddie threw him a grateful smile.

“Not that I can think of.”

“What about his parents?” Lucas asked.

“I never met them, but he always said his dad was an asshole. The way he talked sometimes, it sounded like they weren’t around a lot.”

The image of it flashed in Eddie’s mind for a moment. Steve, all by himself in that big empty house of his. Haunting its hallways in the middle of the night. He shook his head roughly to clear it.

Maybe it was silly to think of it that way. What teenage boy wouldn’t love having the house to himself? No one hassling you or telling you what to do. He couldn’t explain why, but somehow he didn’t think Steve liked being alone.

Eddie was startled when Nancy placed a hand on his arm. She looked at him, face pinched with concern. He realized suddenly that they were alone. He’d been so lost in thought that he didn’t realize the boys had left. She saw him looking around and explained.

“I sent the boys upstairs for lunch. It looked like you needed a minute.”

“Yea, sorry. I don’t know what’s wrong with me lately.” He got up to collect his things, and headed towards the basement steps.

“It’s the time of year. I get it, I've been thinking about him a lot too.” She said, following him.

Eddie shook his head. It wasn’t the same, she was allowed to think about Steve. To miss him. What right did Eddie have? “That’s different. You dated the guy. We weren’t even friends.”

“You’re allowed to miss him, Eddie.”

“No, I'm not.”

“He thought you were brave, y’know.”

“What?” He stopped walking, but couldn’t bring himself to turn around to face her.

“He told me once, the first time I sat with him for lunch. You had jumped up on your table, ranting and raving about whatever had bothered you that day.” She sounded amused at the memory. “Tommy and the others sneered and complained, but not Steve. He smiled as he watched you. He said, ‘sometimes I wish I could be brave like that. Just stop caring about what everyone else thinks and be free’.”

He finally looked back at her over his shoulder. She smiled at him kindly, it seemed genuine so he returned the gesture.

“Thanks, Wheeler.”

Eddie didn’t stay to join the boys for lunch, though he did make plans to meet up with them the next day. He needed some time alone to process what they’d learned so far. He did his best thinking in the van, so he drove around town aimlessly, blasting Metallica and trying to sort through it all.

Eventually he made his way to Loch Nora, slowing when he reached Steve’s street. He’d never been inside the Harrington house, but he knew where it was. There was no car in the driveway, so he rolled to a stop in front of it. A ‘For Sale’ sign was stuck in the grass a few feet to the right of the mailbox.

He hadn’t realized Steve’s parents were selling the place. Good, Eddie thought. It would make his next task that much easier. He’d come up with a plan, of sorts, as he cruised around Hawkins. The first step? A good old fashioned breaking and entering.

*Steve - 1983/1984*

Two days after finding Eleven out in the woods, Steve cut ties with all his friends. He made a big scene out of calling Tommy and Carol assholes in the middle of the cafeteria, to really drive the point home. He turned himself into a social pariah overnight, anything to keep people from wanting to get close to him.

He let Nancy go. It was easy enough. He found that he wasn’t even all that upset about it, he knew she wouldn't be too sad either. He’d seen how she looked at Jonathan that day at school, when the news broke that Will was missing. They would get together before too long, he was sure of it.

He quit the swim team, basketball, and only continued going to school because dropping out would be too suspicious. He started skipping days a lot.

Eleven, who he’d taken to calling El for short, needed her own space. He would have loved to decorate the guest room for her, would have let her paint the walls and everything. Unfortunately, his parents still came home on occasion, and it would be too hard to hide. Instead, they worked together to fix up a space for her in the attic. Even when they were home, his parents never went up there.

He didn’t know anything about little girls, but neither did El, so they figured things out together. He set her up with a T.V. to keep her company when he was gone during the day. He gave her a bunch of catalogs to look through, and told her to take a marker and circle anything she liked. Clothes, bedding, curtains, toys, he bought it all. Perks of the Harrington name, and a credit card with a high spending limit.

By the time her attic room was done, she finally felt secure enough to sleep in her own bed. She felt safe in the knowledge that her new brother wouldn’t abandon her as she slept, or lock her inside. Sometimes though, he would wake up to find she’d come into his room in the middle of the night. Almost always when it rained.

They quickly became a little family, he and El. Steve didn’t have any siblings, hadn’t thought he even liked kids, and certainly never knew how much he wanted a little sister until she came along. He taught her what he knew about the world, and in return he learned the importance of patience and kindness. Together, they discovered unconditional love.

For a few wonderful months, life was good. There was a little hiccup in January of ‘84, when eleven accidentally knocked a vase off the counter in the kitchen. It was fine. She caught it with her mind before it hit the floor, then levitated it back upright on the counter. It was the first time she’d used her powers in front of Steve. Powers he had been completely unaware of.

He’d hyperventilated for a while, but once he recovered he explained to her that, ‘No sweetie, I didn’t know you could do that, but it’s fine. I promise. No, I'm not afraid of you. It’s just another part of you, and I love who you are.’

It was another turning point for them, a catalyst that compelled her to explain more about where she came from. What sort of things they did to her at the lab, and she finally told him all about Papa and the other children.

Steve had never pushed her on any of it, happy to just keep her safe, and wait until she was ready to talk. Once she did? Well, he was fucking livid. It was all he could do not to go to the newspapers, or Chief Hopper, and blow the whole thing wide open. Hell, he would have found the place himself and burnt it to the ground if he didn’t know for a fact that there were other kids living inside.

In the end, he did nothing. Too afraid that if he was caught, or worse, there would be no one who knew about El, or where she was. There would be no one to take care of her.

It was all his fault. He should have known better. It was his job to take care of her, and he had failed in that task spectacularly. It was spring break 1984, Easter Sunday. He’d just wanted to take her out to breakfast, something he could remember doing with his own parents for the holiday when he was young. Back when they at least pretended to give a shit about him.

They were as safe about it as they could have been. He picked a small restaurant two towns over, where no one would recognize them. She looked so happy when she smiled at him over her massive stack of waffles.

He didn’t see it for what it was, when the two nondescript white work vans pulled into the parking lot of the diner. Movies had him envisioning a legion of fancy black town cars pulling up on him one day, a swarm of dark suits surrounding him, demanding to know where the girl was. He should have known that Papa would be a bit more subtle.

The bell above the main entrance door dinged as a new customer entered. El looked up reflexively at the sound and her eyes went wide. It was the only warning Steve had before a tall man with white hair and an impeccably tailored gray suit slid into the booth next to him.

“Hello, Eleven. You’re looking well.”

Steve watched as she curled in on herself. Turning back into the little girl he found in the woods right before his eyes.

“Papa.” She gasped, bottom lip trembling.

The man turned to look at Steve. “I’m Dr. Brenner. Now, don’t go getting any big ideas, young man. I have people on every door to this place. You’ll never make it to that pretty car of yours in time, and I can assure you that if you try, they will not hesitate to... deal with the situation.”

Steve froze, not remotely prepared for this scenario. He didn’t know what to do and was scared of making a misstep. He wasn’t afraid for himself, he didn’t care what happened to him, but he was terrified for El, and the possibility of losing his sister forever.

“Here’s what's going to happen.” Brenner continued. “Eleven is going to leave this place with me, right now. You, Mr. Harrington, yes I know all about you, are going to go back to your life and forget that any of this ever happened. If you so much as think about telling anyone what you’ve seen, we will know, and we will come for you.”

“I’m not going to just let you take her.” Steve protested, heart pounding.

“You don’t have a say in the matter.”

“If you take her then you’ll have to take me too!” Steve raised his voice a little too loudly, drawing the attention of the other diners.

“That’s not an option.” Brenner hissed. “I have no need for someone like you”

Steve lowered his voice to a whisper, knowing that angering the man further wasn’t going to help. “I’m not leaving her. I’ll die first. You’ll have to kill me right here and now in front of all these people. Do you really want to make that big of a scene?”

Steve could tell the man was considering it. “Please.“ He begged. “I'm sure you can find some use for me. I’ll do anything.”

Brenner sighed. “Very well. You will both follow me outside. Leave your car keys on the table, Steven, you won’t be needing them.”

The man slid out of the booth, threw more cash than necessary on the table, and walked out the door.

Steve scrambled out of his seat at the same time El did, and they collided in a desperate embrace. She was shaking, crying. Steve ran his fingers through her short curls.

“I'm sorry El, I'm so sorry. I shouldn’t have brought you here.”

She looked up at him, blinking through tears. “It’s not your fault, they would have found me eventually, one way or another.”

“I’ll get us out of this somehow, I promise.”

She took a small step away from him and shook her head. “No, Steve. You have to let him take me. Only me. You have a life, parents, a family.”

He shook his head, taking her small hand in his. “You are my family El. I’m not leaving you. We’re in this together. You and me, always.”

Chapter 3

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intheticklecloset · 1 year ago

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Bungo Stray Dogs Coffee Shots #1-10

A collection of the BSD sentence starters I’ve done, compiled for the sake of ease. These are all stand-alone stories.

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1.) Lee Atsushi, Ler Akutagawa

Atsushi hadn’t intended to find himself pinned up against a wall with Akutagawa glaring into his face on his afternoon off from the agency, yet here he was.

Technically their bosses weren’t fighting right now, and Atsushi had been minding his own business picking up a few items since he had the free time, so he wasn’t sure why one of the Port Mafia’s top dogs – let alone Akutagawa himself – was taking a moment to harass him, but honestly, he was used to it at this point.

“Would you let me go?” he sighed, glancing down at his bag of groceries. “My ice cream is going to melt. It’s a hundred degrees out here. How are you still wearing that coat in this heat?”

Akutagawa scoffed, but stepped back all the same. “You’re awfully lax, were-tiger. Who’s to say I’m not here to capture you?”

“We’re not fighting.”

“Officially.”

Atsushi narrowed his eyes. “And unofficially?”

“I’m off the clock. Perhaps I just want to fight you because I can. Clearly you need practice keeping your guard up, even when you’re buying…” he glanced into the bag on the ground. “Orange sherbet. Really, were-tiger?”

“Hey, don’t judge me,” Atsushi grumbled. He reached for the bag, but Akutagawa snatched up his wrist and pinned it to the wall by his head, glaring again. “Let go, Akutagawa. I don’t want to fight you.”

“That’s disappointing.”

Fine. If the man really wanted it so bad, Atsushi would throw a punch. Just one. Or rather, a kick, as his dominant hand was currently occupied.

Akutagawa stopped his attempted assault before he could even extend his leg fully, grabbing him by the knee and gripping hard to stop him.

Atsushi squeaked and shot his leg back down, an involuntary smile splitting his face before he managed to get it back under control.

There was silence for a moment.

“Were-tiger, are you…?” Akutagawa started, but trailed off when Atsushi snapped wide eyes up to him worriedly. He paused. Then he reached his free hand into his rival’s exposed side. “You are. How fascinating.”

“Ah! Ahahaha – Akutagawa, wahahahait, I—!” Atsushi bit his lip, frantically trying to keep traitorous giggles at bay. He hated how the darker man was looking at him now. It was a curious look, and the last thing he wanted was for the Port Mafia to renew their curiosity about him.

Akutagawa hummed, letting go of his wrist to scribble both hands into Atsushi’s underarms, watching him squeak and clamp his arms down with a wicked glint in his eyes. “This is enough to bring you to your knees? If’ I’d known that, you’d have been dead already, were-tiger. Perhaps it’s lucky for you that I didn’t.”

“W-Why is it luhuhuhuhucky?!” Atsushi cried, squirming uselessly against the wall, his ice cream long forgotten. “Ahahahaha! S-Stohohohop!”

“Would you rather be dead?” Akutagawa smirked. He took a step closer so he was right up in the other boy’s giggling face. “More importantly, now that I do know, it means I can exploit this little weakness of yours as much as I like until such time as our factions begin fighting again in earnest.”

Atsushi whined and cackled and pushed at Akutagawa, trying to dislodge him somehow, but he knew it was useless with as weakened as he’d become in the last minute.

It took a while for the Port Mafia member to finally leave him be.

It took even longer for Atsushi to wonder if Akutagawa was ticklish, too.

2.) Lee Dazai, Ler Chuuya

“You deserve this, Dazai!” Chuuya growled, wrestling with the brunette to get the upper hand, which he was doing quite easily, as luck would have it. “Accept your fate!”

Dazai grunted as he sank to one knee, one wrist already caught in his rival’s grip, his free hand trying to pry him off. “You don’t hear me denying it,” he replied with a huff, “but that doesn’t mean I’m just going to roll over and let you win.”

“Why does everything have to be a contest with you?!”

“You just make it so easy, Chuuya. How can I resist messing with you?”

The redhead finally grabbed the other wrist, awkwardly crossing Dazai’s arms over his chest while giving him a shove that sent him falling backward, one leg tucked halfway beneath him.

“Owww! Chuuya, you’re hurting me!” Dazai whined, struggling to give himself enough leverage to at least free his lower limb.

Chuuya straddled him just as he managed to do so. “You deserve it, you jerk.”

“So mean.”

There was a brief pause as the redhead assessed the situation, trying to determine how best to go about the rest of his plans while Dazai just smirked up at him. Finally, he muttered something under his breath and let go of one of the brunette’s wrists, shimmying his hand between his overcoat and suit coat, trying to worm his way up to the good spot.

Dazai – curse him – wasn’t letting him get away with it that easily, though. Grinning, he clamped his arm down and said, “Ah-ah-ah. You’ll have to work for it, Chuuya~”

“Fine,” Chuuya growled. He curled his fingers in right where they were at the topmost part of Dazai’s ribcage, satisfied when the man beneath him jerked a little and snickered openly. “You’re only delaying the inevitable, you know.”

“So?” Dazai teased easily despite his situation. “Dohoesn’t mean I wohohon’t watch you struggle a bihihit first.”

“You son of a—” Chuuya let go of his other wrist, shoved his arms up just enough to attack, and plunged both hands into Dazai’s armpits.

Dazai let out a loud bark of surprised laughter, shoving his arms back down. This time, however, he only managed to trap his captor’s fingers right where they were rather than stop them. He gritted his teeth against the flood of laughter that threatened to burst free, but when Chuuya dug in even deeper – more determinedly – he couldn’t help it any longer.

“Bohohohohohold mohohohohove, Chuuya!” Dazai laughed, squeezing his eyes shut against the victorious, knowing smirk the redhead was flashing at him. “Juhuhuhuhust don’t thihihihihink I’ll buhuhuhuhuhuckle so eheheheheasily!”

“Oh, I hope you don’t,” Chuuya replied, far too calm for Dazai’s liking. “I intend to enjoy every moment it takes to break you down until you’re pleading for me to stop. Because you will, Dazai. You always do eventually.”

3.) Lee Atsushi, Ler Dazai

“Stop screaming and let me tickle you!” Dazai laughed, one arm wrapped around Atsushi from behind while the other drilled into his ribs.

Atsushi was cackling, squirming and fighting in his mentor’s grip, cheeks dusted pink from both the exertion and the embarrassment. “Nohohohoho! Why?! Dahahahahazai, stohohohohop it!”

“Hmm, you’re pretty sensitive,” the brunette mused to himself, “but also pretty wiggly. Hold still! You’re like a kitty that hates cuddles.”

“Whahahahahat does thahahahahat even mehehehehehean?!” Atsushi cried, doing everything he could to try and get away. “I dohohohohon’t hahahahahte – you’re just tihihihihickling me, and I’m reheheheheally ticklish!"

“Yes, so I’ve surmised.”

As with many things within the agency, Atsushi had no idea how he’d wound up in this situation. One minute he was organizing some papers that Dazai had left unkempt on his desk, and the next the man himself waltzed in murmuring something about ideas and experiments and needing to test something and, well…

“Gah! Dahahahahahazai, no, not thehehehehere!” Atsushi pleaded, giggling helplessly and with increasing panic as his senior began to make his way down and around to his stomach.

“Ooh, ticklish tummy? It makes sense; you are a cat, after all~”

“I’m a tihihiHIHIHIHIGER!! AHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE, DAHAHAHAHAZAI!!”

“Aha! This is a good spot, huh?” Dazai chuckled, ignoring his begging. “Tickle, tickle, little Atsushi~”

“WHY AHAHAHAHARE YOU DOHOHOHOHOING THIS?! PLEHEHEHEHEASE!! IT TIHIHIHIHICKLES SO MUCH – DAHAHAHAHAZAI!!”

At that moment – blessedly – Kunikida walked through the door.

“Dazai! What are you doing to him now?”

“KUNIKIDA!! HEHEHEHEHELP MEHEHEHEHEHEHE!! PLEHEHEASE – AIIEEEE!!” With a loud yowl, Atsushi’s knees gave out and he started to collapse, but Dazai reacted quickly and kept him upright, finally stopping his assault.

“All right, I think I have what I need now.” He patted his partner on the back. “Way to hang in there, Atsushi.”

The weretiger scrambled away from him, hugging his torso defensively, blushing furiously under Dazai’s beaming smile and Kunikida’s confused frown. “W-Why did you do that? I wasn’t doing anything to you! I was minding my own business.”

“Well, I’ve wondered how ticklish you are for a while,” Dazai replied thoughtfully, as though this were a more serious matter. “And you happened to be alone, so I jumped at the chance to find out! I also wanted to collect some data for a certain someone~” He winked, and it made Atsushi nervous.

“Wait…who, exactly?”

Dazai strolled to the door and opened it, preparing his head start as he replied, “Why, Akutagawa, of course. Who else?”

Then he bolted.

Atsushi was flying out the door behind him in an instant. “Dazai, you jerk, don’t you dare tell Akutagawa about this! I’ll never live it down! Dazai!!”

4.) Lee Akutagawa, Ler Atsushi

“I hate you!” Akutagawa screamed, flailing his arms, kicking his one free leg. He glared up at Atsushi as the weretiger sat on his waist, giving him a curious look.

“Is it really that bad?” he asked.

“Dazai, let go of me!” the raven-haired man demanded, trying to kick the aforementioned man away, but Dazai merely held onto his ankle and smiled at him, cancelling his ability and leaving him helpless all in one fell swoop and looking not at all bothered by the position he was putting his former protégé in.

“Weretiger!” Akutagawa tried again, growing more panicked by the second. “Don’t you even think about touching me, you son of a b-eyaaaaaah!!”

Atsushi’s brows went into his hairline at the uncharacteristically high-pitched screech he pulled from his rival just by gently prodding into his ribs. The usually angry-looking member of the Port Mafia had his teeth clenched against a wobbly smile, tiny giggles trapped in his throat, and the young detective decided right then and there that it was the best thing he’d ever seen in his life.

“Wow, you’re that ticklish?” Atsushi asked, genuinely interested, but the question only seemed to rekindle the fighting fire within Akutagawa.

“I hate you! I hate you, I hahahahahate you!” His rival looked mortified at the sounds coming from his lips now, but both of them knew he couldn’t help it anymore. “I’ll kihihihihihill you for this! You will dihihihihihihie! Gahahahahahaha!” Akutagawa bucked his hips, arms pressed to his sides, though it was a useless attempt to stop Atsushi’s dancing fingers along his ribs and stomach. “Quit it! Leheheheheheave me alohohohohone! Dazai!”

Dazai chuckled. “What are you yelling at me for? I’m just making sure you don’t actually kill him, that’s all.”

Akutagawa looked enormously embarrassed and infuriated at the same time. “Ahahahahaha! Weretiger! Stohohohohohop it this instahahahahant!”

Atsushi took in his rival’s huge smile, reddening cheeks, and helpless giggles and decided he couldn’t bring himself to allow this moment to end so easily. “Hmm…maybe if you actually call me by my name I’ll think about it,” he said, pressing his fingers in deeper between the grooves of the darker man’s ribcage. “What do you say?”

Akutagawa tossed head back and absolutely cackled, kicking his free leg, shaking his head. “I hahahahahahate you!”

Atsushi couldn’t help but smile. “Yeah, I know. That must be why you’re laughing, right?”

5.) Lee Akutagawa, Ler Atsushi

“Now, that was interesting,” Atsushi said, staring at Akutagawa, beginning to smirk a little. “What was that noise you just made?”

Akutagawa glared at him and shoved his hands in his coat pockets. “A noise of annoyance, of course. You’re irritating me, weretiger.”

“Annoyance? I don’t think so.” Atsushi was full-on smiling now. “Sounded to me like you squeaked because you’re tic—”

“It was not a squeak,” the dark-haired man snapped, turning his back on his rival. “And I am not ticklish.”

Atsushi hummed, springing forward, but Akutagawa had been anticipating him and whirled around to block his attack and start up a sparring match all over again. The detective laughed. “If you’re not ticklish, why are you trying so hard to stop me, Akutagawa?”

“I don’t want your hands on me at all, no matter the context.”

“I’m landing blows on you and you seem perfectly okay with that.”

Akutagawa let out a yell and summoned Rashomon to finally get Atsushi away from him, then charged forward and tackled his rival to the ground, pinning him there. Unfortunately for him, Atsushi quickly shifted into his half-tiger form and used his heightened strength to hook a leg around his hip and roll them over so he was the one on top, and then—

“Gahk!” Akutagawa choked on a surprised cackle, quickly slapping a hand over his mouth and pushing Atsushi’s chest with the other, eyes suddenly wild. “Get off me, you blasted – aha! No!”

“Come on, just admit it,” Atsushi giggled, fingers kneading gently into his ribs. “You are ticklish.”

“I’m – dang it, weretiger, leheheave me alone – nohohohohoho!” Finally Akutagawa dissolved into helpless giggles, squirming under Atsushi’s touch, cheeks flaming red. “Get ohohohoff! R-Rahahashom-AHAHAHA!! No, okay, nonono—”

Atsushi’s eyes lit up. “Oh? Is here a good spot?”

Akutagawa clenched his teeth against the flood that threatened to burst from him, struggling to fight against the overwhelmingly ticklish sensations emanating from just under his bottom ribs, near his sides. “Mhmhmhm! I h-hate – hahahahate you! Don’t – GAH!! Please!”

The way the dark-haired man looked right now – his face, his smile, his frantic movements – all of it made Atsushi’s heart skip a beat in way that both surprised and was foreign to him.

Whatever. He could overanalyze it later. For now…

“Tickle, tickle, Akutagawa~” He teased, kneading deeper into that spot, finally earning an explosion of actual, honest-to-god laughter from the grumpiest man he’d ever met.

Akutagawa let the curses fly, but he couldn’t even summon Rashomon with as hard as he was laughing now. Instead he resigned himself to the only thing he could do. “NOHOHOHO!! PLEASE, WEHEHEHERETIGER, DOHOHOHOHON’T DO THAHAHAT!! PLEASE – GYAHAHAHAHAHA!!”

Atsushi just smiled, letting the sound of his laughter fill the air and warm him up from the inside out.

6.) Lee Akutagawa, Ler Atsushi

“Well, someone’s grouchy,” Atsushi mumbled, rolling his eyes. He pulled out his phone and checked his messages for the millionth time. Still nothing from Dazai, of course. What was taking him so long? He wouldn’t be surprised if the man was already here, just watching the two of them from some hiding spot.

Akutagawa scoffed. “I’m irritated because I’ve been forced into close proximity with you for the last twenty minutes waiting for Dazai, whom you claim is ‘on his way’. Except I’m beginning to think he’s not coming at all and you’re just wasting my time.”

“I don’t know what’s taking him so long! I swear he just likes to put us together to make us suffer.”

“Suffer?” Akutagawa looked at him strangely. “Yes, I suppose you must.”

Atsushi frowned. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Sitting right beside me yet knowing any attack on your part would be futile must make you suffer indeed.”

“I don’t care about that. We have no reason to fight each other. At least, not right now.”

“Hmm.”

Atsushi glanced at him, at the way he sat relaxed in his seat, one leg crossed over the other, arms across his chest, not a care in the world. Something Dazai had told him sprung to mind then, and though he tried to suppress it, he suddenly found that curiosity was indeed about to kill this cat. Well, tiger.

“Besides,” Atsushi spoke again, turning to pounce on Akutagawa before he could react, “I do have an attack that might work on you, if Dazai’s word is anything to go by.”

Akutagawa’s hands grasped Atsushi’s wrists so hard it hurt, but the weretiger was already wiggling fingers into his ribs, and giggles were already starting to sputter out of him whether he liked it or not.

Dazai!

“S-Stohohohop,” the mafia member growled through tiny chuckles, squirming in his seat, but Atsushi was sitting in his lap now – a compromising position should anyone see them like this – and he wasn’t going anywhere. “Weheheretiger! Enohohough!”

“I don’t believe it,” Atsushi marveled, his voice so awestruck Akutagawa knew he was genuinely surprised, and that only made this worse. “You are ticklish! Dazai was right!”

“I’ll kihihihill you!” Akutagawa snapped, trying his best to glare with a wobbly smile on his face. “Dehehehehesist at once!”

Instead, Atsushi smiled right back at him. “What was that you were saying about suffering, Akutagawa?”

From his hiding spot nearby, Dazai smirked at the two of them, enjoying listening to his former protégé’s reluctant giggles while his current mentee looked at him with open endearment.

He decided they could stand to wait for him for another few minutes.

7.) Lee Atsushi, Ler Akutagawa

“Stohohohohohop!” Atsushi’s voice was whiny, but the hint of desperation within it didn’t overshadow his panicked elation at being stuck in this position. “A-Ahahahahaku, plehehehehease!”

Akutagawa merely smirked at him as he once again attempted to grab his wrists. It was amusing that the weretiger hadn’t yet learned that getting anywhere close to his tickling fingers would only make Rashomon tighten his hold, stop him in his tracks. Or perhaps that was the fun of it for the detective. His cheeks were certainly pink enough and his smile was certainly genuine enough to indicate he was having fun despite his pleading words.

Atsushi frantically flexed his fingers, trying to grab the air around Akutagawa’s hands, trying to stop him. It was no use. Rashomon held him just far enough away that he was within reach of bringing an end to his ticklish agony yet not able to do anything about it.

“If you want me to stop so bad, then make me, weretiger.” Akutagawa’s words were cold, to the point, teasing. He chuckled at the whine Atsushi let slip. “Break through my defenses if you’re so desperate, you pathetic weakling.”

The mafia member had learned in his few times tickling his adversary that teasing of all sorts worked on the detective beneath him, including the mocking kind. Sure enough, Atsushi arched his back and flexed his fingers even more, trying to do something – anything – to stop him. Instead he collapsed back on the ground and surrendered to his laughter, limbs going weak. Rashomon began to pull his arms further away from his torso, leaving him more vulnerable than before.

Akutagawa plunged a finger into his navel.

Atsushi’s hands flew down yet again.

Rashomon halted him just an inch away from his tormentor.

“AHAHAHAHAHAKU!! PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!” the detective screamed, laughter pouring out of him in wave after wave of unbridled, terrified joy. “I CAHAHAHAHAHAHAN’T!!”

“Can’t take it? Too bad.” The raven-haired man shifted out of his straddle and braced himself with one hand by Atsushi’s white hair that had gone wild in his thrashing, grinning wickedly down at him, still wiggling that single finger that was spelling out his victory tickle by careful, deliberate tickle. Atsushi stared up at him, wide-eyed and afraid, but also – somewhere deeper in his gaze – daring him to continue.

Akutagawa leaned in close, their faces just inches apart, Atsushi’s laughter filling the space between them. The detective was blushing furiously, and his rival couldn’t get enough of it.

“You’re all mine now, weretiger.”

8.) Lee Akutagawa, Ler Atsushi

Usually, the fact that Akutagawa wore his coat at all times – indoors or outdoors, no matter how hot it was – bugged Atsushi. The man had to be sweltering; surely it couldn’t be healthy to roast alive like that. But these days, as it was getting colder outside and the leaves were beginning to fall from trees, the weretiger could appreciate the commitment.

“Hey,” he said, getting the darker man’s attention. Akutagawa glanced at him, a bored but listening expression on his face. Atsushi held out his hand. “Come here. Snuggle with me.”

Akutagawa blinked. He hesitated. That was another thing Atsushi knew was difficult for him – physical affection. But he knew if he just waited a minute and let him get over his internal hurdles on his own, he’d eventually give in.

Sure enough, after almost a full minute of silence, Akutagawa sighed and scooted over to him on the couch, barely batting an eye when Atsushi dove under his coat, wrapping what little fabric he could around himself, soaking up his lover’s warmth.

“You can just admit that you’re cold,” Akutagawa muttered, allowing Atsushi to climb into his lap and rub his cheek against his chest. “Stupid weretiger.”

“I like cuddling with you,” Atsushi replied, wrapping his hands around the executive’s waist, daring to slide one hand beneath his shirt and along the skin of his back. “You’re warm.”

Akutagawa sucked in a sharp breath, tensing, hissing a warning, “Weretiger.”

Atsushi lifted bright, excited eyes to him, letting his nails drag along the sensitive skin of the backs of his rival’s ribs. “I also like seeing you smile. You haven’t all day, you know.”

Strong hands gripped Atsushi’s shoulders, Akutagawa’s arms shaking as he focused his energy on not laughing. Still, a wobbly smile turned the corners of his mouth upwards. “Don’t—” Then a tweak to the space between his bottom two ribs made him jerk and let out a giggle beyond his control, and his shy dimples finally came out from hiding. “Aha! A-Atsushi!”

Atsushi let up on his tickle attack but continued to hug Akutagawa even closer, trying to absorb him from sheer force of cuddling. “It doesn’t count as snuggling if you don’t do it back.”

“Idiot,” the executive managed through a shaky breath, forcing his limbs to relax. He knew the detective would let him be if he just reciprocated the affection he was receiving. He wrapped his arms around Atsushi’s shoulders and breathed in his scent, burying his nose in his white hair. “You are such a catboy.”

More giggles spilled out of him uncontrollably as Atsushi got him back for that comment.

9.) Lee Akutagawa, Ler Atsushi

Akutagawa never took off his coat, and he had good reasons for that. The first and foremost of which was the fact that without it, he couldn’t use his ability, and was thus helpless in every way. He hated being helpless. He never wanted to feel out of control.

With Atsushi, however, he’d started to feel safe. Safe enough to remove his coat when it was just the two of them, the better for them to get even closer.

Big mistake.

“You son of a—”

Atsushi pressed a finger to his lips with a smile. “Ah-ah. Watch your mouth.”

Akutagawa glared up at him, cheeks red with embarrassment. He struggled in his kind-of boyfriend’s firm grip, but even if he hadn’t been using his tiger’s strength to keep him down, Aku doubted he’d have been able to get away.

“You’ll pay for this, weretiger. Mark my words.”

“Oh, I know. It’s worth it, though.” Atsushi beamed sweetly at him dragging one of his claws from Aku’s armpit down his ribs and side to his waist, pausing there for dramatic effect before going right back up again.

Aku pressed his lips together defiantly, shaking his head even as his body trembled from the soft touch. He let out a breath when Atsushi paused at his upper ribs, only to choke on his next inhale when the weretiger began scribbling into his armpit in earnest.

“Shihihihihihit! Weretihihihihiger!” Akutagawa cackled, a helpless smile on his face now. He tried rolling away, but Atsushi’s knee was there to stop him, and then he was well and truly trapped beneath his monster of a not-boyfriend.

Atsushi giggled with him. “You’re so cute when you’re trying to hold back on me. You know this tickle, tickle, tickles~ Just let it out, Ryu~”

“H-Hate—!” Aku let out a short bark of laughter when Atsushi began gently pinching the skin of his underarm between his claws. The mafioso arched his back and laughed miserably at the insanely ticklish feeling, wishing upon every star in the sky that he’d kept his coat on. “Hahahahahate you, weretihihihihiger! Gahahahahaha!”

Atsushi gave him the sweetest, most heart-melting smile in his arsenal. “Love you too, Ryu.”

10.) Lee Chuuya, Ler Dazai

Chuuya had his head thrown back in absolute hysterics, and it was without a doubt the most beautiful thing Dazai had ever seen.

“Stop!” The redhead wheezed, flailing his arms uselessly in the direction of Dazai’s hands, which were latched firmly onto his thighs, kneading into the inner parts of them with relentless precision. It had taken a lot of trial and error and screamed curses from Chuuya for the detective to find the spot that reduced him to helpless laughter, and now that he’d found it, he wasn’t about to let up.

Dazai smiled sweetly at him, knowing he couldn’t really see. “But you look good like this.” Still, he lightened his touch enough to allow his partner to gasp for breath, his face having turned a dark crimson.

“Please,” Chuuya rasped, sucking in air like it was the best thing he’d ever tasted. There were mirthful tears in the corners of his eyes when he lifted his head to look pleadingly at Dazai. “Please, no more! I’m way too ticklish there—”

Dazai smirked, went back to his earlier ministrations, and watched with satisfaction as Chuuya fell right back into his earlier position, screaming with laughter for a few moments until it went silent again.

After another couple of minutes, the detective finally showed mercy and let up on the harsh tickling, switching to light scribbling along the tops of his thighs near his hips instead, and Chuuya caught his breath even while still giggling like a child.

“Having fun yet, chibi?” Dazai asked teasingly, laughing himself when the redhead attempted to glare at him.

“Hahahahahate you, you sahahahadistic bahahahastard,” he managed, squirming, trying to roll onto his side and get away.

Dazai hummed. “Sounds like chibi didn’t learn his lesson…”

“No, wait! I learned it, I learned it!” Chuuya screeched, jolting upright and grabbing onto Dazai’s shoulders. “Please—”

This time, the detective silenced him by closing the distance between them with a tender kiss.

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Your Laughter Stirs my Soul

Using @thebest-medicine's summer sentence starter prompts for a lot of these, so shout out to her! This is prompt 1 - "Was that a giggle just now?" Enjoy!!

“Was that a giggle just now?”

It had been nearly a year since Charles and Edwin had met. Nearly a year since a dead boy had escaped seventy years of undeserved torment and gave a dying boy the first, and last, truly peaceful hours of his life.

Charles knew that Edwin was unaccustomed to touch. Specifically, he was unaccustomed to gentle touch, touch that had no ill intent, touch that didn’t set out to hurt him, but instead worked to comfort and soothe.

He’s been trying to very carefully reacquaint Edwin to touch. It started with sitting close enough on the couch that their knees occasionally brushed. Then came the occasional tap on the shoulder to get his attention. Charles would let their fingers collide when passing Edwin whatever book he needed.

Eventually, the flinching slowed. Now, it was only after a particularly bad day that Edwin reacted negatively to Charles’ touch, although he never does reach out himself.

That’s why Charles does it. He needs to make sure that Edwin knows that it’s okay, that he’s safe with him. And this is something that Charles is willing to put in the effort for, because he knows that, one day, Edwin won’t remember to fear an outstretched hand.

This is how they got to where they were now: Charles had been reaching for the rubix cube that sat on the table next to the couch. Edwin was sitting between Charles and the table. Charles decided to reach over Edwin instead of just asking him to hand it over, and brushed his hand over Edwin’s side in the process.

Edwin had giggled.

Charles has never heard Edwin giggle before, and he thinks that it might be his new favourite sound.

Edwin was looking at him, eyes wide and colour rapidly spreading across his cheeks. “Pardon me?”

Charles slowly sat himself up, cogs turning in his head as he did his best to appear nonthreatening, and said, “That sound you just made. Was that a giggle?”

“I haven’t the foggiest idea as to what you’re referring to.” Oh, but he did, Charles could tell. Edwin’s mouth tightened the slightest bit when he was trying to work his way out of a pickle just like it was now, and he drew his arms ever so slightly closer to his sides in defense.

Charles lifted his hands in supplication, “Of course not, mate. I just gotta test something. For research purposes, you know?” He moved his hand, slowly enough for Edwin to see it coming and move away if he chose to, and wiggled his fingers under Edwin’s chin.

In response, his head snapped down and his body jolted away. But there it was again, that sound that Charles would bottle up and get drunk off every night if he could.

Edwin himself was a sight to behold. His chin was still tucked against his chest with his shoulder hiked up enough that Charles could almost see a turtle retreating into it’s shell. A shy smile adorned his face, softening his features enough to make him look like the boy that he was and tugging to corners of Charles’ lips up in turn.

But his eyes. His eyes shone like stars, dancing with mirth and squinting in playful warning.

Charles would give up eternity if only to give Edwin a reason to look like that again.

“Charles,” Edwin pleaded, although he remained seated, “you don’t have to do this.”

He did. He might actually explode if he didn’t do it right now, but he had to make sure. “And I won’t if you’re not okay with it.” Edwin’s smile dipped in what seemed like disappointment and Charles rushed to continue, “But I really want to, and I think it might be good for you! You should see yourself, mate. You look, well, you look happy.”

Edwin’s mouth dropped open slightly at that, but he recovered himself quickly and said, “Well, if you must.” Then, with a quirk of his eyebrows, he added, “Consider it your next step in acclimatizing me to physical contact once more.”

Look, Edwin’s a detective! Honestly, Charles is just surprised that he wasn’t called out on it sooner.

There was no need for anything big, Charles could save that for when Edwin was more comfortable, so he stuck to trailing his fingers along his neck. Edwin’s shoulders shook with restrained laughter and the effort of not pushing Charles away.

While he appreciated the second one, he just couldn’t have the first. So, he snuck in a few sneaky pokes to Edwin’s side.

That seemed to do the trick when he half-snorted in surprise and tumbled into gentle giggles once more.

Charles only kept it up for a minute or so, occasionally jumping back down to his side to hear that half-snort again. Edwin’s laughter was bight and contagious and Charles couldn’t help but join in, the happiness of the two boys intermingling in the office.

After Edwin caught his breath, not that he needed to, but old habits die hard, he turned back to Charles and said, “Ah, thank you for that, I suppose. It’s been a while since I’ve been able to just…laugh. It wasn’t an unenjoyable experience.”

And before Charles was able to respond with a well I sure hope not, Edwin had laid his hand on Charles’ knee.

The touch stole the words from his mouth, all his focus converging on that one point of warmth. He only realized that he was beaming when Edwin’s lips slowly twitched up to match and he wished that he could exist in this moment forever.

Instead, he laid his hand over Edwin’s and said, with all the conviction in his heart, “Of course, mate. Anytime.”

No, that wasn’t quite right.

“Always.”

Yeah, Charles thought as Edwin’s smile grew just a little wider, yeah, that’s the one.

#dead boy detectives #edwin payne #charles rowland #tickle fic #tickling #fluff #they both love each other lots okay?????#fanfic #i definitely know what im doing when it comes to tagging #dbda #ticklish!edwin payne

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carpememes · 6 months ago

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Bluey Sentence Starters pt 1/?

“I slipped on ma' beans!”

“If your friend wants chippies, she's gotta pay for chippies."

“Dear child, embrace your father!”

"It's DAD!"

"That's not how grown ups work, kid." "But that's how kids work!"

"Ow! My back! My neck! My back and my neck!"

"Awh! After all I've done for this family."

"Probably get about five bucks for the pair of you."

"Don't worry about the sun! It's meant to be there."

"Can I help you?" "Wish you could, mate."

"What? How very dare you!"

"Ding ding ding! You lose!

"I am not dad. I am Magic Claw. Magic Claw has no children. His days are free and easy."

“Biscuits!”

"Obstacles do not block the path. They ARE the path."

“It’s less than ideal, but it’s still a win!”

“See, I know some stuff!”

“Hey, you always make me laugh.”

"I'm not taking advice from a cartoon dog."

"It's just monkey's singing songs, mate. Don't think too hard about it."

"Interesting plan. I know, how about this plan? I'll do what I want, and you don't tell me what to do."

“Ride Flamingo, RIIIIIDE!”

“I was saving that chippy...”

“Check out my big bum!”

“Who said you can have all that green stuff?”

“Hey Twinkle Toes, hurry up!”

“Would you mind keeping it down?”

“Is that an okay thing to want?”

“I can’t be happy with what I got when she has it better!”

“You can’t just get out of a helicopter in the middle of the sky!”

“...and the fridge doesn’t like me.”

“Ladies and Gentlemen, I’m doing this for my kid.”

“I LIKE STINKY!”

“Look, I just want us to use nice words so everyone thinks we’re a nice family.”

“But I’m much too scared to travel in the outside world!”

“Nooo! I wanna stay in my bad mood!”

“Who ate the mini cereal?”

“Hey no fair, I want a husband too!”

"If you want me to stay your wife, you'll learn about dishwashers."

“I'm veeeeeeeery busy.”

“If you keep being mean and greedy, then no one will want to be your friend!”

“Why would you want to watch some stinky baby have a shower?”

“There must be a reason why you’re being such a pickle tonight.”

“ YOU'RE MAKING ME LATE FOR WORK!”

“Why can’t you do what you’re told?”

"Whoa. I didn't think this through."

"It was the fairies!"

"Bed. Sleep. Now."

“You've still got it, babe.”

“I’m fine, just ignore this.”

“Ah, this is Heaven!”

“This changes everything.”

“Who wrote this?”

“I’m always here if you need me.”

“It’s everything we want.”

“Boring things are still important.”

“COCONUTS HAVE WATER IN THEM!!”

“Me want books for big boys.“

“Are you not entertained??”

“You’re doing great.”

“Is true love not forever?”

“IT’S DAD!”

"Ohhh, what's this? Some romance music?"

“Well, just make me more handsome - if that’s even possible.”

“Oh, tough crowd.”

"I demand you let me down this instant!"

"This is outrageous!"

"THERE'S LEAVES EVERYWHERE."

"Here come the grannies!"

"Boring things are still important."

"You sound like your dad."

"I don't have to. I'm special.

“Did you just eat a tick from your own hair?”

“You’re a grub! You don’t brush your teeth, you don’t eat vegetables, and you don’t take showers. Grub.”

“Hey toots! When are we gettin’ married?”

“You look like you’ve never cleaned your teeth, brushed your hair, or had a shower in your life.”

“Maybe self-improvement just isn’t for you.”

“Well, I must say, you really have cleaned yourself up. And I love your little bow tie.”

“My life is a lie.”

“’Someone’?! You’re a someone! I’m a... no one.”

“You know what’s great about being no one? You’re everyone.”

“I’ve been thinking. How can you be sure you’re not a puppet?”

"I'M MAKING A SALAD!"

"You're both crazy."

"OOOH. Alright. That's it! We're not going to the park. We're just staying here then!"

"This is great. They're learning a lesson and we get the house cleaned."

"Don't just get the fun stuff. I mean the bag of stuff."

"You're really doing this?" "I think I have to."

"Feet ok. Arms ok. I think we're good!"

"Soo... Has the romance started yet?"

“I don’t feel like playing!”

“Hello, new husband!”

“Wow! Are you serious?”

"I do not have the energy for games today."

"She saw you dancing on her barbeque table."

“Is the whole world made of atoms?”

“How do you remove makeup?”

“Why would anyone like being in a bad mood?”

“DANCE MODE!”

"I peed on my foot."

"Welcome to middle age, kid."

“Don’t tell your mum.”

"This isn't legal anymore!"

"What. Was. That?"

“This is all my stuff from when I used to be cool!”

“Hello doctor lady, do you sell crutches?”

“If grownups grow from babies, and only grownups have babies, who had the first baby?”

"The thing is, I do this to myself."

"I have a wife!"

"Big brothers always beat little brothers."

"He stole our money!" "Well that's putting kind of a slant on it.."

"Didn't you fall in the pool at the wedding?"

“Me? I’m not brave enough.”

“I’m not special anymore!”

"You figured out how to avoid capture by the police."

“If you hit a flamingo, you’ve gone too far.”

“ Remember I'll always be here for you, even if you can't see me... because I love you.”

“I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME!”

"Ladies, ladies. There's plenty to go around."

“Oh leave them alone! They’re just trying to run a small business!”

“How does the baby get in the lady’s belly?”

“You’ve still got it, babe.”

“That’s enough sinister plotting!”

"Me want books for big boys."

“We can edit that bit out right?”

“Oh, a massage! Why, thank you. A little lower. That’s the spot.”

“Is your frizzy hair very heavy?”

“I demand you let me down this instant!”

#bluey #sentence starters

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itstheendofthegoddamnworld · 1 year ago

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May I request a male drow and a human reader 1 and 48.

Kinda along the lines of the drow that was requested a while back. Maybe like this is close to a part 2? I like drow bois 😂 The great little one shot you wrote were the male drow was found broken and in bad condition and realized he didn’t want to leave the surface and go back. But honestly this was just a suggestion do what you want 😋 thank you!

Did you mean Aadesh? I hope that's what you meant😂

https://itstheendofthegoddamnworld.tumblr.com/post/663839364948918272/monstobermonster-sentence-starters-nsfwsfw - Monster sentence starters

1) I’m worried you won’t come back to me.

48) I want to be with you, forever

You can feel his eyes on you, those curious startling, red eyes.

It wasn't hard to understand why he was so quiet that night: you had spoken about needing to gather more supplies, to find more wood to keep the flames in your home alive.

"Are you sure you don't wish for me to come with you?" His words were quiet, drawn from a sense of uncertainty. It hurt your chest to see him so quiet, so afraid of the outside world.

He was raised in the Underdark, where dangers lurked from the moment they woke to the moment they went to sleep. However, Aadesk said that sometimes the dangers never went away, even in the dead of night.

Perhaps he was worried it would happen on this night.

"I would rather be content in knowing you're safe indoors than out there," you smile with ease, gathering your boots and a cloak to shield you from the chill outside. "I'm only going a few feet from the house to gather some more wood. You'll be able to see me from the window."

"Yes, but," his ears seemed to flatten as he looked off to the side, his pale brows furrowed as his words got caught in the back of his throat.

You stepped closer to him, kneeling to him reassuringly as his gaze met yours. "I promise you I won't be long."

Aadesh seems almost startled by your words, eyes shifting between the flames of the hearth and back to you again. You won't find it hard to notice his constant movement.

"What's on your mind?"

"As silly as it sounds, I'm..." he laughs dryly, though his gaze has shifted into sadness, "I’m worried you won’t come back to me.."

"Oh Aadesh," you're quick to be closer to his side, to console him in his worries as you're worried tears are close to pricking the corner of his vision, "I swear it to you, no harm will come to me this night."

"I know," he breaths shakily, "I'm worried not of you, but of what is outside."

"The dark can be a terrifying place when alone," you console, "but there is always light somewhere within."

Aadesh's gaze is soft when he looks over to you as if you truly are the light he has been missing in his long life.

" I want to be with you, forever," he murmurs when he pulls you close, pulling you as an arm drapes around your waist. You smell pie and lavender on him, and it makes you want to fall in love with him all over again. "I want to be the one to keep you safe."

#exophilia #male monster #monster exophilia #monster writing #male monster x reader #monster lover #monster boyfriend #monstober 2023 #monstober #monster writing prompts #drow male #drow oc #drow #dnd drow #my writing #anon asks

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artemivsa · 2 years ago

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𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐑𝐀 (𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐘 𝐉𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒 & 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐗) 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 (𝐩𝐭. 𝟏).

sentence starters taken from the first six tracks of daisy jones and the six’s album aurora (2023). change pronouns as you see fit.

track 1: AURORA.

❛ you found me in the flames. ❜

❛ you’re my morning sun. ❜

❛ when i was away, you called me from a fever dream. ❜

❛ i kind of think i wanna make it last forever. ❜

❛ i’m here, i won’t disappear again. ❜

❛ how soon can you come? ❜

❛ where did you turn when you reached out for my touch and i couldn’t give you much? ❜

❛ i was running from your life. ❜

❛ strung out on the lies, with my tongue out of my mind. ❜

❛ i kinda thought the night was gonna last forever. ❜

track 2: LET ME DOWN EASY.

❛ you found me lost in a daydream feelin’ i’ve been awake too long. ❜

❛ my eyes are open while my heart keeps sinking deeper. ❜

❛ every lie’s true at the time, baby, that’s the thrill. ❜

❛ won’t you let me down easy, if you’re gonna let me down. ❜

❛ don't you go and tell me that you love me while you're leavin'. ❜

❛ i could see us waving from the distance, like a mirage on sand. ❜

❛ that could be us trading secrets no one else could understand. ❜

❛ i got you under my skin now. ❜

❛ why do you make it so hard? ❜

❛ don’t leave me broken and free. ❜

❛ won’t you tell me where you are? ❜

track 3: KILL YOU TO TRY.

❛ i’ve been an angel all summer long, i swear i’ve done nothing wrong. ❜

❛ i want all of your tears to be gone, come along. ❜

❛ so close to get and so far away, come along. ❜

❛ could the words ever be unspoken? ❜

❛ could the truth ever untell those lies? ❜

❛ could a promise ever have been unbroken? ❜

❛ would it kill you to try? ❜

❛ since i found you, i can’t stop laughing. ❜

❛ i need you, baby, you’re my better half. ❜

❛ come back home. ❜

❛ what is it i must do for you? ❜

❛ call me back to bed to tell you a lullaby. ❜

❛ you got no damn right to be so damn heartbroken. ❜

❛ let me come home to you. ❜

❛ if i tell you, promise me you’re leaving. ❜

❛ show me, i’d blind myself to see it. ❜

track 4: TWO AGAINST THREE.

❛ boys were invincible lovers, just begging to be destroyed. ❜

❛ i’m bathed and going back to bed. ❜

❛ this was never any cause for alarm. ❜

❛ it seems you have a choice to make. ❜

❛ all i need’s a promise i can keep to myself. ❜

❛ i know those mornings are as good as it ever can be. ❜

❛ feeling our hearts are beating tenderly, two against three. ❜

❛ i’m nowhere near you. ❜

track 5: LOOK AT US NOW (HONEYCOMB)

❛ i don’t know who i am. ❜

❛ baby, do you know who you are? ❜

❛ is it out of our hands? ❜

❛ tell me how we made it this far. ❜

❛ did we unravel a long time ago? ❜

❛ is there too much we don’t wanna know? ❜

❛ i wish it was easy but it isn’t so. ❜

❛ we could make a good thing bad. ❜

❛ you’ve been crying in the dark. ❜

❛ how did we get here? how do we get out? ❜

❛ baby, look at us now. ❜

❛ this thing we’ve been doing ain’t working out, why can’t you just admit it to me? ❜

❛ we used to be something to see. ❜

track 6: REGRET ME.

❛ you regret me and i’ll regret you. ❜

❛ except i don’t care what you feel. ❜

❛ so go ahead and regret me but i’m beating you to it, dude. ❜

❛ you couldn’t handle your liquor and you can’t seem to handle the truth. ❜

❛ i’m perfectly ready to strike. ❜

❛ i’ll do anything you please. ❜

❛ go ahead and regret me but i always will too. ❜

#daisy jones and the six sentence starters #rp sentence starters #sentence starters #sentence prompts #ask meme #sentence starter prompt #sentence starter meme #indie rp #indie rph #inbox meme

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constellationcrowned · 6 months ago

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Starter sentences from season 1 of The Stoker Society; the sequel to The Ever Pleasant Mr Bates belonging to the podcast series Dark Tides. Change pronouns and etc as necessary. Notable TWs: death, violence, gore, disassociation, anxiety, etc

"Firstly they don't believe me, secondly they're too scared that there is a predator or something out there."

"I....am the good memories of a bad man."

"We never saw eye to eye but we never really needed to."

"S/he really didn't fit in with the rest of us for the simple reason that the reason that drove him/her to what we were doing was love."

"Without him/her none of this would be happening now."

"It's a lovely story."

"I think it's something that a lot of people who love too much often do: they forget about themselves."

"If you were my apprentice I'd be very pleased."

"You're a fast judge of character, I'll tell you that."

"....Are you wearing my jeans?"

"Alright, you'll never see this again. It's mine now."

"I cannot guide you home, I can only show you the path."

"Carry on. Be wayward no more."

"We're in this difficult middle ground, we've got ourselves into trouble but we're not good enough to get ourselves out of trouble."

"You would do well to remember my words and commit them to memory."

"People were dying...not as themselves. They were dying as lesser things. They were dying as cowards."

"S/he died really badly but s/he died as himself/herself."

"It didn't make sense just to leave every last bit of everyone in the dust."

"If we stay true, if we hold fast, nothing will be denied us."

"I remember back, to that small town."

"Don't tell me to up my literature game when you haven't read a book in years!!"

"They didn't find most of the bodies---they were just....gone."

"No matter what must be left behind the road ahead shines."

"We can use all the lovely language that we want to get away from it but _____ was murdered and that will not go unforgiven."

"You never give me the answer that I want."

"I am the ward of the field/____ and I will protect those in my domain."

"The reason no one likes to admit that the _____ is alive is because then they would start to hate it."

"Whether you like it or not I do count you as part of my family, and that means I'm fighting for you too."

"S/he will come and s/he will destroy everything. S/he will remake all worlds exactly to his/her will."

"These have been the happiest years of my life....they were the absolute...happiest."

"You call me wild yet who stands before me?"

"You know nothing of what you speak, boy!!!"

"You call me a demon and you keep the very devil in your basement/_____!"

"If I can contain the devil, little ghost, imagine what I can do to you."

"My warning stays the same: Heed it or face the consequences of it."

"How long until you tell your master what's going on?"

"The old ways have passed on---let them die."

"I will protect those who come to me with an open heart, I don't have the strength to do more."

"There is a light, there's the sun, a place for all the shadowed ones. A place we belong."

"Well, I don't have a name so I can't tell you it, can I?"

"To nature we all deserve the same fate."

"______ served ______ in the only way a loving person can: with complete honor, respect, and vigor."

"I'm not ready to say goodbye yet."

"Hear me now, _____: the defenses must hold. All of them."

"Sometimes you have to discover things about yourself that you don't like, and sometimes when you discover those things that's when you discover who you really are."

"Shit, this is why I work in the field!!!!"

"Go on then, do your worst. All you can do is kill me."

"All's well that ends well, I suppose."

"There's no way to get ______ back without taking some very dangerous steps into dangerous territory."

"I will stretch out my hand and only darkness will follow."

"I won't run. I won't be silent."

"I don't care what _____ decides!! This is my house/______!!"

"_____? ______, look at me. Where are you? Look around, where are you? Look at me, it's alright."

"Everyone's still here, _____. We're not going anywhere."

"You might want to enlighten me because I am entirely clueless."

"You learn more as a teacher than you do as a student."

"Are you seeking paradise like all the rest?"

"I'm not a barbarian."

"Many have been....disappointed....when faced with the cost."

"Remember _____: Death is a mystery and something to fear."

"I don't know if it was nice meeting you ____, but it was interesting at the very least."

"Tell me _____, does it make you strong to stand against something weaker than yourself?"

"I'm as real as I want to be."

"What is it, what did you see?"

"____ and I spent a long time alone."

"There is nothing good that awaits you on your journey."

"Death awaits those with a great burden."

"Go home, little one. Leave that which burdens you behind."

"I can't go without you knowing....without showing you who I really am."

"I feel at peace for the first time in a very long time."

"I hope you know that we had everything and you broke me and left me with these pieces."

"I want you to hurt like you hurt me that day. I want you to lose as much as I lost."

"It's less his/her life running out him/her and more his/her will to live running out and pooling on the floor."

"This won't do. This won't do at all, ______. Not. One. Bit."

"Monsters will always be slain by those they prey upon."

#long post #rp meme #;;ask memes: made by me #;;ask memes: for the muses #specify a muse #please specify a muse on your end if you're also a multi #specify for reversals

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arcanimemeum · 1 year ago

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🐟THE CHOSEN S1 SENTENCE STARTERS part 1 🐟 Adjust pronouns + phrasing as necessary.

"What do we do when we are scared?" "These are my property. I do with them as I wish." "This is very unprofessional." "You're too powerful." "You think if you keep hitting me hard enough, I won't be married to her anymore?" "Sounded more clever in my head." "Oh. Hello, love." "Don't you 'hello love' me." "You're beginning to scare me." "You do not have questions, you have answers. You have authority. You bring clarity, not confusion." "How much do you trust me?" "I don't trust you that much." "Don't speak, just walk." "That's not for you." "We're all God's people. Even friends we haven't met." "He detests you as much as I do." "Listen, I don't want to carry a corpse out so I'm going to wait outside and wait for your replacement." "Are you saying I made a bad deal?" "Do you want to lose that ugly nose of yours?" "You're disgusting. Go home." "I was one way and now I'm completely different." "You're as smart as you are handsome." "You're as wise as you are beautiful." "I admire your bravery to come here." "You're free to stay for a bit, but I'm afraid I have some work to do." "It is good." "My Father provides everything I need." "My home is many places." "Everyone has a larger job than just their trade." "I'm just saying, maybe he's a criminal." "I tried to walk away but he wouldn't stop pushing me, so I pushed him so hard he fell down." "Is there anything in Scripture that says Messiah will be a great military leader?" "Maybe we let God provide the justice, hm?" "Accidents happen boy(s), there's nothing to be ashamed of." "Make good on your promises, dog." "I'm shocked you'd even show your face here, much less ask me to join you." "Tell me, what's the value of a dead traitor?" "It's way stupider than that." "You couldn't bear it to ruin us as you've ruined yourself." "Everything that grows here is immaculate, except the people." "You people want to be ruled." "You're a single-minded machine." "Oh (name), you are a priceless." "You can't tell me what I can or can't do." "Where is your faith?" "(Name), are you listening?" "Yeah, you're just not saying anything." "So you're following me now, huh." "You're a little.... off, aren't you." "He pointed at a man and he said, Behold the Lamb-!" "We don't need a lamb, we need fish." "Sometimes the sea bests all of us." "Trust me, my yelling voice is not easy on the ears." "Angels will come and separate the evil from the righteous, and throw them into a firey furnace. Do you understand?" "I am." "Depart from me, I am a sinful man. You don't know who I am and the things I've done." "Follow me." "You've just been called by the man we've prayed for our entire lives, and you're worrying about missing supper?" "Frow now on, I will make you fishers of men." "It's amazing." "It's impossible." "You're supposed to be the powerful one, yet you are more frightened here than I am." "Are you the one they call (name)?" "I have questions for you about miracles."

#rp meme #roleplay meme #rp starters #roleplay starters #dialogue prompts #rp memes #roleplay memes #sentence memes #sentence prompts #sentence starters

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coffeecupmemes · 1 year ago

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World of Warcraft Sentence Starters: /flirt Edition

"You know, I had a boy/girlfriend, but I lost him/her in the crash. That is the bad news. The good news is, I'm available!"

"I'll have you know I can flatten steel with my thighs."

"I'd like to see you in a kilt."

"I won't fall for any bad pickup line. You've got to try 2 or 3 at least."

"Enough with your flirting, I know you think all women look the same."

"Enough of the chit-chat. Let's get to it then."

"You'd like to run your hands through my beard, wouldn't ya?"

"Let's get on with it then, I've got a quest to do in 15 minutes."

"You look pretty, I like your hair, here's a drink... Are you ready now?"

"Where are you from? Heh, not that it matters."

"I must be asleep, 'cause you are a dream come true. Also, I'm slightly damp."

"You are cute!"

"At this time, I think you should purchase me an alcoholic beverage and engage in diminutive conversation with me in hopes of establishing a rapport."

"Your ability to form a complete sentence is a plus."

"I do not find you completely disagreeable."

"I don't feel the 1 to 10 scale is fine enough to capture subtle details of compatibility. I'd prefer a 12 dimensional compatibility scale with additional parameters for mechanical aptitude and torque."

"I have a number of inventions I'd like to show you, back at my place."

"I like large posteriors and I cannot prevaricate."

"Hey! Nice apparatus."

"You've got me all a-flutter."

"My turn offs are rude people, mean people and people who aren't nice."

"How ya doin'?"

"If I said you had a good body, would you hold it against me?"

"Hey, baby cakes."

"What's your sign?"

"Are you tired? 'Cause you've been running through my mind all day."

"Your tag's showing. It says, uh, 'Made in Heaven.'"

"Sure, I've got exotic piercings."

"I'm the type of girl my mother warned me about."

"There's nothing like sleeping in the forest under the moonlight."

"I hope you're not afraid of snakes."

"I'm a force of nature."

"Wanna bring out the animal in me?"

"Being bitchy is in my blood. Don't pretend you don't like it."

"I hope you don't mind a little howling in bed."

"Don't worry babe... the fur is just something to hold onto."

"I'm looking for a man who appreciates... natural beauty."

"I just want someone to pat me on my head and tell me I'm a good girl."

"I'll teach you to make my legs shake."

"Don't pretend you don't like a guy with a wild side."

"Panting at you? No! No... it's just hot in here."

"I'd like to mark your territory."

"Don't be afraid, I don't bite... hard..."

"What big ears I have? You should check out the rest of me!"

"You're like the moon baby, you make me howl all night!"

"If you play nice, I'll share my bone with you..."

"I'm a nice girl, but I know my way around an anvil."

"It takes more than a mug or two to get on my good side. Ah! A keg ought to do it!"

"Come over to my place - we'll iron out your love life."

"The way you swing that hammer really stokes my forge!"

"Things are getting a little heated, don't you think?"

"Interested in joining the mile deep club?"

"Did you come from a diamond mine? 'Cause I want to learn all your facets."

"I can keep you warm on a cold night. Well at least my forge can."

"I'm a hunk-a hunk-a burning love."

"I'm harboring a crush on you."

"You can't be nautical without a bit of naughty."

"Better be ready for me, or you'll miss the boat."

"Why don't we go somewhere a little more... privateer?"

"You don't look like much, but... any port in a storm."

"You sure put the wind in my sails."

"Care to join me for a bit of rocking the boat?"

"Let's meet at the harbor! We could be two ships passing in the night."

"You must be a siren, cause I can't resist ya!"

"Together, we could really make some waves."

"Get your fishing net ready, cause I'm quite the catch!"

"Fancy a drink, love? I know a good dive bar."

"Hope you enjoy fishing--because I'm throwing you a line!"

"I admire a soldier who can... remain... at attention."

"I used to be a ten, but then I upgraded to an eleven."

"No one has more junk in their trunk than me."

"You sure you're geared enough? Perhaps I should... inspect your equipment."

"Care to see if our components are... compatible?"

"Initiating flirtation protocol."

"They say the void hungers, let's start off with a bit of... nibbling."

"Get nice and close, whispers are... kind of my thing."

"There's a void in my heart, have you come to fill it?"

"What am I into? Let's just say some of my proclivities run a bit dark."

"I do my best work in the shadows, allow me to… demonstrate."

"When studying shadow magic one learns to be flexible… very flexible."

"You sate my hunger and I'll sate yours."

"I'm addicted to you, baby…"

"Do you believe in love at first sight? Or should I walk by again...?"

"You look almost as good as I do."

"Hey, why don't you come over here and... WATCH THE HAIR!"

"You know what I love about your eyes? When I look deep enough, I can see my own reflection."

"I know every rose has its thorn, but if you would just pour some sugar on me, we could rock and roll all night and par-tay every day."

"Want to see my good side? Hahaha, that was a trick question, all I have are good sides."

"If you liked it then you should have put a larger, more elaborate ring on it."

"I'm a full service kind of gal!"

"I'm short and good with my hands... how can you resist?"

"Is that your wallet? Or are you just glad to see me? Both I hope!"

"Wait 'til you try a piece of this shortcake."

"Let's get together and compare our figures."

"Let's make sweet, sweet profit together."

"Does this turn you on?" *jingles bag of gold*

"How about... you and me... go out on the town and buy me some expensive jewellery?"

"Oh baby, you know how to turn my gears!"

"Ever rode a rocket before? Mine's huge."

"Honey, I've got all kinds of toys in my utility belt."

"Woah, baby you are a bomb shell if I ever saw one! And trust me; I know my bomb."

"I like my women the way I like my fuses: short, fast and ready to blow."

"Let me buy you a drink. No, wait you buy me a drink. Ah, you know what, just give me the money."

"How much?"

"I'll give you crazy love."

"I like men who aren't afraid to cry... cry uncle!"

"You'll do. Let's go."

"Don't talk. Just follow me."

"Let's not ruin this moment with chit-chat."

"That armor looks good on you. It would look even better on my floor."

"This is true love. Do you think this happens every day?"

"You have six different smiles. One for when you're angry. One for when you tear flesh. One for when you chew flesh. One for when you loot bodies. One for when you skin game. And one for when you want to kill something."

"Lady, from the moment I see you I... I did not expect to get this far."

"I'm tired of the same old bull."

"I've got big, soulful eyes, long eyelashes and a wet tongue. What more could a guy want?"

"Come over here, sailor."

"Wanna see some good clog dancing?"

"Hey. You into leather?"

"Free rides for the ladies."

"Hey. You work out?"

"Are you comfortable with complicated machinery?"

"I know, my natural beauty is intimidating."

"Arent'cha gonna axe me out?"

"I won't bite you where it shows."

"You're the type I'd like to sink my teeth into!"

"Want some of my jungle love?"

"You look pretty. Pretty tasty."

"I hope you're well rested. You're going to need your strength."

"Nice butt."

"I don't care that much about romance. I fell in love before and look what happened to me."

"I don't need to get funky. I'm already there."

"Are you staring at my rack?"

"You know, high-altitude living does wonders for one's stamina. Allow me to demonstrate..."

"Trust me... I have experience at exploring deep places."

"Beware the deep places... of my heart."

"Get as rough as you like. I've got a thick hide."

"You must be an alchemist, because we've got great chemistry."

"Last person to hit on me learned what "hitting on" really means."

"Just because I'm enjoying your company doesn't mean I don't also want to punch you."

"Before we go any further, I need to know... How high is your pain threshold?"

"Is your mother a fire elemental? Because you are smokin' hot!"

"No illusions here. Everything you see is real... very real."

"You must know magic too, because you just made everyone else in the room disappear."

"The stars have judged you, and found you... smokin' hot."

"Everything has its use. I could think of a couple for you."

"It's lonely chasing my own tail. How about I chase yours instead?"

"You can visit my oasis anytime."

"Have you come to trade? Or did you have something else in mind?"

"I could wander the desert with you all night. We'd freeze to death, but it would be worth it."

"I'll be the fox. You be the hound."

"I've always got a seat on my wagon for you."

"You could say I am a double threat... hexy AND sexy!"

"It does not take a love potion to win me over... but it couldn't hurt your chances."

"Other guys might put you on a pedestal, but I will put you atop a pyramid."

"Are you casting a spell? Because I have a fetish for you."

"I may stand upright, but I know how to get down."

"Those claws look heavy. How about you let me hold one?"

"I want to be the wind beneath your wings."

"You must be tired, 'cause you've been flying through my mind all day."

"One look at you, and my head is in the clouds."

"You bring the dungeon, and I'll bring the dragon."

"With you and me together, the sky's the limit."

"Careful... my kiss can melt your heart. Literally!"

"Breathe in... Breathe out... Go to your happy place... *inhales* Your happy place or mine? *exhales*"

"Quickly as you can, snatch the pebble from my hand... Great! Now, see if you can find where I hid the other pebble..."

"Oh, I've never done THAT before.. Uh... You're not doing it right..."

"Hey stranger. Buy a lady a drink? ... What? Just one? Seriously?"

"Let me show you my kung fu grip."

"Yeah, I would tap dat keg."

"Hey, hot stuff. Want to try breeding in captivity?"

"Do you know kung fu? Cus your body is kickin'."

"Nice pants. What's the drop rate?"

"Hey gorgeous. Wanna try crane position? Oh no... For you, monkey style."

"I'd love to show you my Twisting Nether."

"I take on the powers of the demons I've killed. Did I tell you I've slain a whole army of succubi?"

"If you looked like me, you wouldn't wear a shirt either."

"Are you sure you're not part-demon? I find myself wanting to stalk you."

"I hope you like tattoos, because they're permanent. If you don't believe me, you could try rubbing them off."

"I've only got eyes for you, baby."

"You know, they do say love is blind."

"You. Me. Let's go. Now."

"Aren't you a handsome devil?"

"I'm looking for someone who can really soothe my inner demon."

"I can't seem to take my eyes off you."

"Are you sure you're not part-demon? Hmm...do you want to be?"

"You look good... I think."

#sunshine memes #sentence starters

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oceansprompts · 1 year ago

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𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕧𝕖𝕝'𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕖𝕣 (𝟚𝟘𝟘𝟟) 𝕤��𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤

quote sentence starters taken from Marvel Comics' The Order (2007) issues #1. change the pronouns/adjust lines as needed.

Hi, I'm TV's Tony Stark -- The billionaire industrialist with a heart of iron!

I got it. Kids, super heroes, the whole thing. There's something profound there I respect.

C'mon -- A billionaire and an actor? With those mustaches? Forget it.

Hell, after we'd slept with everyone in town, the papers tried to pair the two of us up.

Did you quit or were you fired?

So the party days were over.

Exactly. The party days were over.

I was blessed with my health, comfort money, and a shadow made up of fifty cameras.

Are you sure you want me to lead your little super hero team?

This guy's heat signature is off the charts.

Can't hit it if we can't get near it!

I have an idea, but I need a second to recalibrate my equipment!

Really, [ bad name ]? That's a terrible name for a billion-dollar piece of Stark hardware.

I'm gonna kill it! I'm gonna cut off its damn head!

This thing completely shut us down and we could barely lay a finger on him.

Want to see the fastest thing you've ever seen?

I hope for the best and prepare for the worst... That's my silly little mantra... but I'm always surprised at how bad it can get.

The hell is all this noise?

You want me to hit them?

No. I mean, yes, but no.

I need you and your people to stand down or I'll have you shot as, I don't know, enemy combatants or some such.

Excuse me? Who the HELL are you?

Damn, our boy sure did make a mess, didn't he?

Three thousand acres, wouldn't you say? Eh, rhetorical question.

"Jurisdiction." Yeah, that's where I stop listening. And caring.

Get him wrapped up. I want to be tail-lights by the time the media shows.

Go ahead and call daddy. The company I keep isn't very impressed with Stark or SHIELD these days.

I have a long history of cleaning up my messes on my terms.

Now: I'm not really here, this isn't really happening.

And don't forget to smile for the cameras.

I have a long history of cleaning up my messes on my terms. Now: I'm not really here, this isn't really happening. And don't forget to smile for the cameras.

And he knows the royalties are awesome!

Ah. Right. Okay. My name is [ name ] and I'm an alcoholic.

It might be my birthday, but you're the most important person in the room tonight.

Did you hear my boy in that press conference?! He don't take crap from nobody.

Pretty great?! Come on -- We're officially superheroes now, yo! Shake your ass a little!

Look at you! You just saved Los Angeles! Hey, didn't you just save Los Angeles?

Tonight, you wanna roll with the rest of us, and get tore up?

From the floor up!

We're superheroes, and we're gonna go party like super heroes!

Come on -- don't hold out. You gotta come.

Baby, we just saved Los Angeles from [ super villain ]! You heard the news -- We're [ superhero team ]! Baby, we're superstars!

Was it your tax dollars? They didn't have credit cards or -- ?

I'm one trying to figure if we don't have to fire half your team.

A third. We'd only have to fire a third.

We can't dump these kids, they --

It'll look like we fired them for not being teetotalers like me.

It's why the war was fought -- accountability for the super-powered, and responsibility to the people those super-powers are sword to protect.

I will not create walking a-bombs that can't hold their liquor.

Good -- because I kind of have 10,000 things to do --

You blew it. And you knew you were blowing it as you blew it.

This wasn't a secret. This wasn't an unwritten rule. It was explicitly agreed to --

We've all been made into something more than just human. So we have to learn how to be more than just human.

Be at the training site at eleven or you're all fired, too.

Kidding. But don't be late.

Y'know, I'm supposed to be running this team, and I haven't slept three consecutive hours in the last three weeks.

How the hell do you stay so calm?

I'm just trying to do the next right thing. One right thing at a time, lined up in a row. That's it.

Right now, boss, the next right thing is taking off these ridiculous clothes and taking a very long, very hot shower.

That doesn't sound like a bad idea at all. I think I'll join you.

I said I -- Oh god -- I can't believe -- I can't believe I said that.

I mean -- My lord, I'm still a widow for god's sake.

Well, you'll always be a -- look it's okay. I know --

I'm -- you know what? I'm just gonna go.

What on earth do ya'll think they're talking about?

I kind of liked 'em. I liked not having to be them just yet.

Hey -- toughen up, buttercup.

They're wondering how they screwed it all up so bad so fast.

That's not gonna be us, yo. No @#%@#$@ way.

What are y'all looking forward to? Helping people? Or, like, stopping accidents, or --?

Heads up, heroes. Time to get heroic.

Am I afraid to die? I suppose? I don't know -- I mean, no more than anyone else is afraid of dying, I guess. Should I be?

#roleplay memes #rp sentence meme #sentence meme #sentence starters #roleplay prompts #roleplay starters #roleplay #sentence starter prompt #marvel sentence starters #marvel comics

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staticl0ve · 2 years ago

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First Sentences - Fic Author Tag Game

Tagged by @ltcolonelcarter, mwah. ✨💋

Man all of these story starters sound so different 💀💀💀

Rules: post the first sentence of your last ten fics. If you haven’t written ten fics, share as many first sentences as you have.

In the order of newest to oldest:

1. The Pig and the Fox

When you think of America, you’re probably thinking of a star spangled banner, waving in the air as a marching band proudly plays a tune inspiring pride and patriotism.

2. Kiss It Better

Before Sixty left for work, the living room was immaculate, the coffee table streak free and devoid of grease.

3. Home

Since the winter storms had eased, parks have begun to draw more and more visitors as the days warmed up.

4. Forget Me Not

A ghost haunted Connor.

5. Baby it’s Cold Outside

Trouble was a snake with a craving for its tail.

6. Dollhouse

When Elijah asked you to housesit, your stepbrother didn’t mention how incredibly isolated his Michigan home was.

7. The Boy Next Door (I’m going to cheat and throw all three boys in here)

(Connor) Negotiation is a fine art, one which requires finesse and charm.

(Sixty) There was a little girl that lived next door to Sixty.

(Nines) A blue and gold football jersey creased and stretched around the taut muscles of Cain’s back as he began his routine warmup with pushups.

8. The Garden of Eden

One of the many homes belonging to the CEO of Cyberlife was a rather lavish penthouse in downtown Detroit.

9. The Darkest of Hearts

He’s the monster hiding in the shadows, a creak in the floorboards at night, the ghost of a silhouette in the flash of lightning.

10. Things I Hate About You

“I know he’s bad for me but I loved him!”

#tag game #dbh fanfic #connor x reader #sixty x reader #markus x reader #nines x reader #tagging anyone else who wants in on this #I have forgotten about how things I hate about you started #and now I’m cackling at how silly it was #thank you for the tag ✨💋

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some-pers0n · 1 year ago

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For the ask game: 1, 8, 10, 14, 23

Oh boy quite a lot. Let's do it.

1 - The Character Everyone Gets Wrong

For Wof no joke it's gotta be Qibli. So many people write him off as a goofy silly guy who thinks a lot and is really smart when honestly he's a massive overthinker with horrible social anxiety and uses a cocky and confident persona to a) cope and b) try to make friends. He's not a joke-spewing machine that can't read the room and stop when somebody is in distress.

For TF2 it's probably Saxton Hale. Yeah he's funny and cool, but he's not really a good boss like. at all. Not even a good person before the comics. He was characterized as a guy who liked hunting endangered animals and selling terrible and cheap weapons to keep the Gravel War going. It's 500% more funny when he's got jokes about how unions and workers rights are a nasty thorn in his side.

8 - Common Fandom Opinion Everyone is Wrong About

[Insert character] being a Mary Sue. Typically it's Glory or Moon. Glory is a victim of poor character writing and favouritism on Tui's part and Moon's entre character is reduced to a plot device. Those aren't Mary Sues but just poorly written characters in ways different than a Sue. Plus I also just Hate the term and would rather people like...elaborate more on what they say as opposed to using vague buzzwords.

For TF2 it's probably that Engie is boring, both in gameplay and lore. For starters, put on the Gunslinger and Rescue Ranger and stop turtling in the same spots every round. Secondly, Engie's personality is one of the most fascinating due to it kinda being a little cover up. Not even to mention his whole family. So cool and interesting....

10 - Worst Part of Fanon

Hmmmm,,,flanderization is always terrible. I hate it especially with Qinter stuff since a good chunk of it horribly misses the mark of who Qibli and Winter (and even by extension Moon) are and what makes them click. Their whole this is that they have a persona and I feel Qinter as a whole should be based on them putting aside their exaggerated personalities and finding solidarity and comfort within being around each other as their pure selves. This and also the infantalization of characters like Whiteout. All my homes hate that.

Same thing can be said for TF2. Me and my homies hate Nazi Medic. Medic likes his coworkers, he just is a bit silly like that.

14 - One Thing you See in Fics all the Time

For WoF, it's gotta be swearing. I literally don't know why it kinda irks me, but it feels weird when you're writing something serious and straight-forward while the dragon characters say the fuck word. Nothing against it, I just...I dunno.

For TF2 it's always the goddamn shoe-horned in racism/queerphobia. Please man I don't need you to get up on your soap box and tell me that the 60s wasn't good for queers and people of colour I'm trying to read Old Man Yaoi. It's especially annoying when certain characters (ex: Soldier) only exist to really fulfill the role of being the person who make it "period accurate" by including 12 extremely harmful and horrible slurs in every sentence they speak.

23 - Ship You've Unwillingly Come Around To

For WoF: Cleril somehow. The "Cleril is good :)" -> "Peril is toxic and this relationship will never work" -> "Cleril is good :)" pipeline is real. Peril HAS been getting help and is vastly improving. She is doing so incredibly well. She uses Clay as a moral compass, but she's aware of that and trying to change. It's not that bad of a ship ngl.

For TF2: Jagerbombs (Demo/Medic). I'm God's strongest aro/ace Medic enjoyer so I like them best as friends, but honestly they're just great together. Literally written up like 19k words of these morons. Never would've thought in a million years I'd do it (especially considering how I'm the No. 4 Science Party person ever) but they're just wonderful. Honestly like them better than HeavyMed– *gets shot*

#ask

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Free! Coffee Shots #1-9

A collection of the Free! sentence starters I’ve done, compiled for the sake of ease. These are all stand-alone stories.

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1) Lee Rei, Lers Nagisa and Makoto

“Rei, you’re worrying too much—”

“No! I have to get the form perfect or it won’t be beautiful at all!” Rei sucked in a deep breath, letting it out slowly, concentrating. “One more time.”

Makoto glanced at Haru and Nagisa, exchanging shrugs with them as their newest member dove into the water for the fifth time in a row, trying to perfect his form within just a few days of finally being able to swim without sinking. The brunette watched him worryingly. Rei’s form wasn’t the best, sure, but he was still brand new. He couldn’t expect perfection right away, even if he was…well, Rei.

The newcomer completed his swim and climbed out of the water, shaking stray drops from his eyes. “How was that?”

“Better!” Nagisa encouraged enthusiastically, jumping over to him, placing himself between Rei and the pool. “You’re doing great, Rei!”

“But is there room for improvement? Surely there must be.” Rei turned to Makoto. “Captain?”

Makoto sighed. “You’ve got to be patient. You won’t be perfect right away, you know. And Nagisa’s right – you’re improving every time.”

Rei frowned. “But there’s still more work to be done.”

“There’s always more work to be done,” Makoto replied evenly.

Nagisa glanced up at his friend, saw his disappointed features, and hugged him from behind, startling the taller boy. “Don’t worry, Rei. You’ll be swimming like a pro before you know it! Just don’t push yourself, okay?”

Rei remembered their training camp and let out a resigned sigh. “I won’t.”

“Cheer up!” Nagisa grinned, turning playful in an instant. He scribbled lightly over Rei’s sides. “You’re no fun when you’re grumpy.”

“Ah! I’m n-nohohohohot grumpy! Nagisahahaha!” Rei giggled, his frown instantly replaced with a bright smile. He squirmed in place, trying to wriggle away from his smaller friend’s grasp. “S-Stohohohop! Hey!”

Makoto soon found he was smiling as well, and before he knew it he’d joined Nagisa’s efforts, raking his nails across Rei’s ribs. Rei squealed and arched his back, nearly losing his footing due to the slippery surface surrounding the pool. He pushed at the both of them while still giggling steadily, pink tinging his cheeks.

“Hehehehehey! Bohohohohoth of you, stohohohohop this instahahahant! This is unprohohohofessional!”

“Pfft, you think we care about being professional here?” Nagisa laughed, tickling harder. “We’re just having fun! Lighten up!”

Makoto nodded. “He’s right. We’re just helping you relax a little after practicing so hard today!”

Rei felt himself blushing as he cackled and squirmed and tried his best to escape their tickly clutches. The surprises just kept coming in the Iwatobi Swim Club.

2) Lee Haru, Ler Sousuke

“I’ve never heard you laugh before.”

Haru gave Sousuke a withering look. “I wonder why.”

“You do have a sense of humor, don’t you? You’re friends with Rin and all.”

“You realize this conversation is weird, right?” Haru frowned. “You don’t even like me. Why are you suddenly interested in whether I laugh or not?”

Sousuke quirked a brow. “Are you saying you don’t laugh? Ever?”

“Quit putting words in my mouth.”

The taller man appraised him for a moment, then poked his side experimentally. When Haru jerked away, Sousuke had his answer. He smirked. “So you do laugh.”

“No I don’t,” Haru shot back, instantly regretting his words when a spark of interest glinted in Sousuke’s eyes. “I mean – I do! But not…not when I’m…”

“You don’t laugh when you’re tickled? What do you do, then?” The dark-eyed man grabbed his waist and squeezed, fully curious now.

Haru jerked again and let out a breathy giggle, twisting and shoving at Sousuke’s shoulders. “Stohohop it! This is weheheheird!”

Sousuke winced instinctively, but he was too intrigued to stop now. “You don’t laugh? Seriously? What if I find a bad spot?”

“No! You wohohohon’t!” Haru protested, smiling wide despite himself. “I dohohohon’t lahahaugh! Ask anyohohohone!”

“Rin?”

“Yes! Rihihihihin! Ask hihihihihim! Let me go alreadyehehehe!”

Sousuke hummed, gradually letting up with a shrug. “Sure. I’ll ask him. But you know if he tells me you do actually laugh, I’m going to come back and finish this later.”

Haru shot to his feet, glaring as he backed away and then turned to leave. “You don’t even like me.”

Sousuke rolled his eyes. “Yeah, well…you tend to grow on people, don’t you, Haru?”

Haru didn’t reply, but the words made him feel slightly better about what had just happened.

3) Lee Rin, Ler Sousuke

“You don’t need to act so tough around me,” Sousuke reminded Rin, nudging him. “What’s really going on?”

“Wha-huh?” Rin stammered, surprised. “I’m not acting tough. I’m serious.”

“Yeah, forgive me if I don’t believe you.” Sousuke eyed Rin carefully. He’d honestly be inclined to believe nothing was wrong if not for the obvious sad look in his friend’s gaze. If it was Haru again he swore he’d kill him. “Come on, man. What’s up?”

Rin crossed his arms and leaned back against the bench with an indignant huff. “Nothing. You’re reading too much into it. I’m fine.”

Sousuke sighed heavily. “Don’t make me pull it out of you, Rin.”

“Pull what? There’s nothing to – hey!” Rin was already giggling before his friend had even done anything, the presence of wiggling fingers approaching him enough to put him on edge. “D-Don’t – there’s nothing wrong!”

“I don’t believe you.” Sousuke smirked and tickled the redhead’s ribs gently, pleased with the high-pitched laughter he got for his efforts. Rin squirmed and pushed at him, but Sousuke was nothing if not immovable. He merely kept it up and tickled harder every time Rin tried to jump out of his seat, and eventually his friend gave up trying to fight.

“Okay, okahahahahahay! I’ll tehehehehehell you!” Rin laughed, punching Sousuke’s chest. “Stohohohohohop!”

“All right, but I’m still holding onto you for insurance in case you try lying again.” The taller man chuckled at the deer-in-the-headlights look Rin gave him. “Spill it.”

“It’s just…I’m kind of…” Rin mumbled, trying to find the right words. It was difficult to focus with Sousuke’s fingers still on his ribcage. “Ugh, you’re going to think it’s stupid.”

Sousuke went back to tickling him. “Tell me.”

“Ah! Okahahahahahahay! All right, fihihihihihine, I yehehehehehelled at Nitori!”

“What?” Sousuke stopped, frowning. “Why?”

“It wasn’t his fault. He didn’t do anything. I was just in a bad mood and I snapped at him and now I feel like crap about it.” Rin sighed. “I know all I have to do is apologize, but…I’m kind of worried he won’t forgive me this time.”

Sousuke finally let him go, nudging him again. “Nitori’s a smart kid. I’m sure he knows you didn’t mean anything by it. Just go talk to him, Rin. Don’t beat yourself up over a simple misunderstanding.” He reached over and tweaked his side again, grinning when Rin yelped. “And quit pouting. It’s not like you.”

“Ack! Bahahahack off, you beast!” Rin giggled, finally getting to his feet for real this time. “I’m going to go and apologize right now. Thanks for listening, you jerk.”

Sousuke waved at him as he went. “Anytime, man.”

4) Lee Makoto, Ler Rin

“I wouldn’t say that with the position you’re in.”

Rin smirked at Makoto, who stood with his hands over the sink in the restroom, blue paint all over his hands from a project he’d been doing with the kids he coached. Rin had stopped by for a visit just as he was finishing up, and immediately Makoto had begun joking about how the world must be ending for the legendary Rin Matsuoka to be visiting a lowly coach like him.

“Dude,” Makoto laughed, “just turn on the tap for me, would you? I don’t want to get paint on the handles.”

Rin shrugged. “I don’t know. Should I be helping a lowly coach like you wash his hands after fraternizing with the next generation of competitors? Hmm…”

Makoto smiled, rolled his eyes, and reached for the knob with his elbow instead. “Fine, I’ll do it myself.”

Rin darted over to him in an instant, grabbing onto his sides and squeezing. “Careful! You’ll get paint all over the wall! Or worse – on your uniform!”

“Stohohohohop! Rihihihihin!” Makoto laughed, using every ounce of willpower he had not to shove him away. With his hands covered like this, the only thing he could do was stand there and let his friend tickle him. “Plehehehehehease! I’ll get pahahahahahaint all over you!”

Rin gasped dramatically, grinning at him through the mirror. “You wouldn’t dare get the great Rin covered in blue paint, would you? What kind of example would you be setting for the kids?”

Makoto clenched his fists and glued his arms to his sides as much as possible, trying to protect himself as his old friend continued being playful with him. “Rihihihihihihihin! This isn’t fahahahahair! Plehehehehease!”

“Don’t whine. It’s not becoming of a coach.” Rin chuckled, but finally let him go as requested and turned on the tap for him. “There. Wash up, buttercup.”

Makoto shakily rinsed the paint from his hands, still giggling. “You jerk. You haven’t changed at all.”

“Were you hoping I would?”

“Not in the slightest.” The brunette smiled at him through the mirror. “We need a resident tickle monster around to keep us in line.”

5) Lee Rin, Ler Haru

“Next time you’ll think twice before you prank me,” Haru said calmly, sitting on Rin’s back, pinning his arms above his head.

Rin struggled, but it was pointless and he knew it. Haru was stronger than he looked, and when he was determined not to let someone get off easy, no amount of physical fighting would budge him. “All right, all right, you got me. I’m sorry about the mackerel thing. Can you let me up?”

Haru was silent for a moment. Then he poked a single finger into Rin’s ribs and wiggled.

“Gahk!” Rin squawked, jerking at the surprise sensation, biting his lip to keep from giggling immediately. “Haru! D-Don’t – hey!”

“You always tickle us when we try to mess around with you,” Haru said, stoic as ever. “I think it’s only fair that we do the same in return.”

“Nohoho!” Rin huffed out a snicker, squirming helplessly even before his old friend suddenly dug in with all five fingers. “AHAHAHAHAGH!! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!”

“It was mean to get my hopes up like that. And after I haven’t seen you for months, too. You should know better than to tease me about something as serious as mackerel.”

“MAHAHAHACKEREL ISN’T SEHEHEHEHEHERIOUS!!” Rin protested.

Haru let go of his arms to drill all ten fingers into both sets of his friend’s ribs, pulling a loud screech of hysterical laughter out of him, followed by frantic kicking and flailing.

“OKAYOKAYOKAY I’M SOHOHOHOHOHOHORRY HARU!! I’M SOHOHOHOHORRY!!”

Rin couldn’t see it, of course, but Haru was smiling at him, enjoying pulling such pure, genuine laughter out of his friend that he hadn’t seen for what felt like forever. He kept up his relentless tickle torture, comfortably seated on the redhead’s back. “I’m sorry, too, Rin. Sorry that I’m having too much fun to stop now. I hope you didn’t have any other plans for today.”

“HAHAHAHAHAHARU!! PLEHEHEHEHEASE, I’M SORRY!! HAHAHAHAHAHARU…!!”

6) Lee Nagisa, Ler Haru

“I’ll tickle it out of you,” Haru said, calmly pushing Nagisa’s hands above his head before the words had a chance to register, tightening his grip when the blonde’s eyes widened and he began to squirm.

“W-Wait—”

“Tell me where it is.”

“I can’t, Haru—!”

Haru wasted no time. Thanks to it being close to swim practice, Nagisa was only in his swimsuit, leaving his exceedingly ticklish torso completely open for the taller boy’s fingers to scribble over, drawing bubbly, shrieky giggles out of him.

“Wahahahahait! Plehehehehease, I cahahahahahan’t tell you!”

“You’d better.”

“Ahahahahahahaha nohohohohohoho!” Nagisa squealed, blushing under the intense gaze of his friend but having a lot of fun at the same time. Luckily for him he loved being tickled, so he’d be able to hold out longer than anyone else would have if they’d been the ones to hide Haru’s swimsuit from him. Perhaps it seemed childish, but truly, it was the only way to keep the man from the water just long enough for Rei and Makoto to get back with their surprise.

“Tell me,” Haru demanded.

Nagisa shook his head. “Nehehehehehehever! You’ll nehehehehehever make me tahahahahalk!”

Haru quirked a brow and switched from light scribbling to digging right into his friend’s underarm – a spot he knew from experience was particularly sensitive.

Nagisa shrieked, knees wobbling as he struggled to remain on his feet, laughter exploding from his lungs. ��NAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! NO FAHAHAHAHAHAHAIR, HARU!!”

“Where is it?”

“I WOHOHOHOHON’T TEHEHEHEHEHELL YOU!! R-REI AND MAHAHAKOTO—!!”

“Did they put you up to this?”

“WE AHAHAHAHAHALL DECIHIHIHIHIDED—!!”

“It was a mistake to keep me from the water.”

“PLEASE, HAHAHAHARU, LEHEHEHEHEHET ME EXPLAHAHAHAIN!!”

Haru couldn’t help but smile a little. As frustrated as he was about being kept from the pool thanks to his friend’s antics, it was truly enjoyable to make him laugh so hard. “All right, then.” He let go of Nagisa’s arms, scooped him up from behind, and tickled his ribs while his feet were dangling above the ground. “Let me hear it, Nagisa.”

The little blonde tossed his head back and squealed with giggles, determined to hold out until their friends got back.

Hopefully they wouldn’t be too much longer…

7) Lee Rin, Ler Sousuke

“Lot of courage for someone who’s about to get tickled,” Sousuke murmured into Rin’s ear, hugging him even harder and worming his hands under the redhead’s arms.

Rin’s eyes widened in the split second before he choked on his own giggles, trying to pull away but unable to move an inch thanks to Sousuke’s taller, stronger build. He just had to wrap his arms around his friend’s shoulders rather than around his middle!

“Ahehehahahahahaha! Sohohohouske, why?!” he squealed, squirming and giggling into his friend’s chest, feeling deep, rumbling chuckles rise up from the taller man in response to his own desperation.

“Because I can.” Sousuke sounded so nonchalant, curse him! “And because it’s about time you get a taste of your own medicine, you tickle monster.”

“Buhuhuhuhuhuhut I hahahahaven’t tickled you in forehehehehever – wait, no! No, not the RIHIHIHIHIHIBS!! GAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!”

“Actually, I’m doing this on Nitori’s behalf. The poor kid says you can’t let him go a week without tickling him near to death. Is that true?”

Nitori! Rin swore he’d get him double time after this. “I cahahahahahan’t hehehehehehelp it! He’s sohohohohoho eheheheheasy to cohohohohorner!” Rin let out an actual shriek when Sousuke suddenly darted back down to his upper ribs, still holding him in a tight hug that he couldn’t escape from. “AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEHEHEHEHEASE!!”

“Easy to corner? Easy to tickle because he has no fight or flight response? Is that it?” Sousuke chuckled along with his hysterical friend. “You really are a monster.”

“COME OHOHOHOHOHON, SOHOHOHOHOUSUKE!!” Rin begged, gripping his friend’s shirt collar for lack of being able to do anything else to ease the strong sensations coursing through his body. “YOU KNOHOHOHOHOW IT’S FUHUHUHUHUN!! STOP TIHIHIHIHICKLING ME THEHEHEHEHEHERE!!”

“Why should I?” Sousuke replied, digging even harder, making Rin fall into wheezing cackles. “You just said it yourself, Matsuoka. It’s fun to tickle you like this. Especially riiiiight here.”

Rin screamed with laughter when Sousuke found that super sensitive spot right between his ribs and underarms, making his knees give out so he was dangling helplessly in his friend’s strong hold, feet scrabbling on the ground and arms flailing in the air behind his neck. “NONONONONO NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHEHEHEHERE!! PLEASE!! PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!! SOUSUKE!! MEHEHEHEHEHERCY!!!”

Sousuke chuckled again, holding him even tighter, refusing to be swayed by his pleas when it was obvious he was having way too much fun. This was supposed to be a punishment, after all. “No can do, Rin. I promised Nitori I’d make you sorry.”

It was several more minutes before Rin met that criteria.

8) Lee Makoto, Ler Rin

“Well, someone’s grouchy,” Rin said with a roll of his eyes, lunging for his friend and pushing him down on the couch, fingers finding his ribs with ease. “Let’s fix that, shall we?”

“I’m nohohohot grohohohouchyehehehehe!” Makoto protested, trying to stay serious despite the ticklish feelings lighting up his nervous system with every poke and prod from his tickle monster of a friend. “I’m juhuhuhust upsehehehehet!”

“Same thing,” Rin teased, easily straddling his friend’s kicking legs, having done this dozens of times before and knowing exactly how to get each of his friends laughing themselves silly in no time.

Makoto squealed and tossed his head back, hands flying down to try and push Rin away from his stomach. “Nohohohoho! Dohohohon’t!”

“Still got a ticklish tummy, hmm?” Rin easily found spots that were unprotected by Makoto’s hands to tickle, drawing even more growly giggles out of him. “Tickle, tickle!”

“Dohohohohon’t tehehehehehease!” Makoto cried, face turning pink from the laughing and flusteredness. “Rihihihihihin!”

“Don’t tease Rin? Aw, but I like teasing~”

“Nohohohoho, I mehehehehean—! Dohohohon’t tehehehehease me!”

Rin chuckled. “My statement still stands, I’m afraid. Oh!” He pretended to be surprised when he found Makoto’s belly button through his t-shirt. “Look! A giggle button!”

At this, Makoto finally gave up and let Rin do what he wanted, tickling and teasing and playing around until the brunette was wheezing with giggles and pleading for a reprieve. He was so lost in the haze of ticklish sensations that he couldn’t even remember why he’d been upset in the first place.

“There we go,” Rin declared at last, sitting back with a triumphant smile on his face. “No more grouchy pants.”

“I’m…juhuhuhust confused,” Makoto replied, gradually catching up to where he’d been pre-tickle attack but not so much that his mood darkened again. “He said he was on his way half an hour ago. Where—?”

At that moment Haru finally walked through the door, calm as you please, kicking his shoes off. “I’m here. Sorry, I got sidetracked by a…” He trailed off when he saw the position his friends were in. “Uh…am I interrupting?”

“No!” Makoto cried, and Rin laughed at both of their expressions, his mirth coming out in higher-pitched squeaks when his victim from moments ago decided to get revenge. “Now look what you did, Rin! You’re making us look weird!”

The both of them kept tickling each other and laughing throughout the night while Haru watched them in amused confusion from the sidelines.

9) Lee Rin, Ler Nitori

“Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!”

Nitori groaned. “Seriously? I haven’t gotten to ask you even one question yet! How do you keep winning?”

Rin playfully closed Nitori’s scissors with his rock and shrugged. “You’re just really bad at this.”

“How can you be bad at rock, paper, scissors?”

“You’re managing it somehow.” The redhead grinned. “Hmm, let’s see, what to ask next…?”

It was a cold, rainy day outside and the pool was closed for maintenance (apparently the heater had rather inconveniently decided to go out), so the two boys were stuck in their dorm room, bored out of their minds and desperate to kill time. They had come up with a cross between rock, paper, scissors and twenty questions, where the person who won got to ask the other something. So far, Rin had asked Nitori seven questions, with an eighth incoming.

Nitori was quickly losing his patience with this game.

“Oh! I know,” Rin said now, snapping his fingers and brightening. “Are you ticklish?”

“Wha-huh?!” Nitori stammered, giving himself away with his wide eyes even before he managed an actual reply. “I-I mean, yes, but don’t get any ideas!”

“Oh, come onnn. We’re so bored!”

“I’m not bored!”

“You’re not?”

“Nope, I’m good!” Nitori shrunk back, watching with hawk-like eyes as Rin shifted subtly and smirked at him. “Don’t you dare, Rin, I swear—!”

The redhead lunged, but thankfully, Nitori was used to dodging taller boys after he’d stopped growing a couple of years ago and kept getting jostled around by his classmates and teammates. He escaped Rin’s grabby hands, then – thinking quickly – he tackled his friend while he was in a more vulnerable position and started tickling him instead.

“Ah! Hehehehehey, wait! No fahahahahahair!”

“You’re the one who was bored enough to try and tickle me,” Nitori shot back, grinning, scrambling to climb on top of him so he couldn’t get away or fight back easily. “Why can’t I do the same? It was your idea.”

“Buhuhuhuhut I wahahahahanted to hear you lahahahahaugh – hey! Not thehehehehehere!” Rin squeaked and cackled, arching his back when Nitori got to his ribs. “Nohohohohohoho!”

The smaller boy smiled at his boisterous roommate. “Too bad. Looks like you’ll have to be the one laughing today, Rin~”

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