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[greypetrel]

✨9 Ship Songs✨

Rules: List nine songs for one of your ships

Tagged by @shivunin, thank you thank you thank you! :D

It's... It's long, so it goes under the cut. I have at least ten better for Aisling and Cullen I believe, but for now it goes like that. Jackie and Wilson is their ultimate song, the second... I'll keep the Cranberries because the death of Sinead O'Connor made me nostalgic for Ireland all over again, so yeah we're going Cranberries. But still.

Tagging! @ndostairlyrium @rowanisawriter @demandthedoodles @salsedinepicta (if you want!) @rosella-writes @scribbledquillz @heniareth and YOU!

Alyra + Alistair

Siúil a Rúin, Clannad ( Spotify || Youtube ) I'll sell my rock, I'll sell my reel I'll sell my only spinning wheel To buy my love a sword of steel Is go dté tu, mo mhuirnín slán (and may you go safely, my darling) Siúil, siúil, siúil a rúin (Come, come, come, o love) Siúil go socar agus siúil go ciúin (quickly come to me, softly move) Siúil go doras agus éalaigh liom (come to the door and away we'll flee) Is go dté tu, mo mhuirnín slán (and may you go safely, my darling)

Ballata del Carcere di Reading, Vinicio Capossela ( Spotify || Youtube ) (It's the Ballad of Reading Gaol of Oscar Wilde, translated in Italian and put in music, I'll just copy-paste the lyrics of the original poetry) Yet each man kills the thing he loves, By each let this be heard, Some do it with a bitter look, Some with a flattering word, The coward does it with a kiss, The brave man with a sword! Some kill their love when they are young, And some when they are old; Some strangle with the hands of Lust, Some with the hands of Gold: The kindest use a knife, because The dead so soon grow cold.

Alyra + Morrigan

Kamikaze, Susanne Sundfør ( Spotify || Youtube ) Did you ever feel your heart stopping? Did you ever feel like a moth drawn to a flame? It's time to put on your lifejacket 'Cause I'm about to step up the game, oh They say help is near, but no one here can feel our fear It's a minefield, us, it'll never disappear 'Cause you take me back, you take me back I'm your kamikaze And tonight is the night that we might fall together

Hidden Place, Björk ( Spotify || Youtube ) Now I have been slightly shy And I can smell a pinch of hope To almost have allowed Once fingers to stroke The fingers I was given To touch with but careful, careful There lies my passion, hidden There lies my love I'll hide it under a blanket Lull it to sleep I'll keep it in a hidden place

Raina + Isabela

Wetsuit, The Vaccines ( Spotify || Youtube ) Does holy water make you pure? Submerged, your vision's just obscured You're a lot like me In up to our knees In over your chest is way too deep

On Board, Alana Handerson feat. Joshua Burnside ( Spotify || Youtube ) I'll be the figurehead On your ship's bow I'll be the last glimpse of a topsail As we go down I'll be waiting on the seabed Repeating the words Don't forget (you said), ships were not built to be safe And in all my life's mistakes You were not one 'Cause all I've ever done All I've ever done Is love you To the bottom of the deep blue sea

Raina + Merrill

Too Late to Turn Back Now, Cornelius Brothers & Sister Rose ( Spotify || Youtube ) I found myself phoning her At least ten times a day You know, that's so unusual for me To carry on this way I'll tell you, I can't sleep at night For wanting to hold her tight I've tried so hard to convince myself This feeling just can't be right Let me tell you It's too late to turn back now I believe, I believe, I believe I'm falling in love

Lay All Your Love on Me, Avantasia ( Spotify || Youtube ) It was like shooting a sitting duck A little small talk, a smile, and baby I was stuck I still don't know what you've done with me A grown-up woman should never fall so easily I feel a kind of fear When I don't have you near Unsatisfied, I skip my pride I beg you, dear Don't go wasting your emotion Lay all your love on me

Aisling + Cullen

Jackie and Wilson, Hozier ( Spotify || Youtube ) She blows outta nowhere, roman candle of the wild Laughing away through my feeble disguise No other version of me I would rather be tonight. And, Lord, she found me just in time 'Cause with my mid-youth crisis all said and done I need to be youthfully felt 'cause, God, I never felt young She's gonna save me, call me "baby" Run her hands through my hair She'll know me crazy, soothe me daily Better yet, she wouldn't care We'll steal her Lexus, be detectives Ride 'round picking up clues We'll name our children, Jackie and Wilson Raise 'em on rhythm and blues

Dreams, The Cranberries ( Spotify || Youtube ) I want more, impossible to ignore Impossible to ignore And they'll come true Impossible not to do Possible not to do [...] Oh, my life is changing everyday In every possible way And oh, my dreams It's never quite as it seems 'Cause you're a dream to me Dream to me

[ticklishbeans4]

"I already hate the name, and you are STILL annoying me with that cat thing? I'll make you regret that" - Darius and Luz.

So, hear me out. I know that Darius and Luz did not interact that much, but since that episode with the C.A.T.S, I've been thinking on something. Darius hated the name, but Luz loves cats, so wouldn't be funny if Luz was annoying Darius with cats things, trying to make him less grumpy, but he decides to make her stop other way? I don't know, just tought is was cute and funny

It is cute and funny! Sorry it took so long to get to this!

Thats what you get

Luz squealed as she ran from the former abomination coven head, jumping over and dodging abominations as they came at her. “YOU CAN’T GET ME SUCKA!”

“I CAN AND I WILL YOU LITTLE TROGLODYTE!” Darius shouted back. He really didn’t understand how Eda dealt with this child, she was an absolute menace to society! …Actually on second thought, it made perfect sense that they would get along so well. “WHY ARE YOU SUCH A GRUMPA-PUSS?!” she cackled, jumping around another abomination.

He growled, “JUST PUT ANOTHER NAIL IN THAT COFFIN! SEE IF I CARE!”

Oh that blasted group name Raine insisted upon. That’s why he was in this mess to begin with! He’d just been having a nice relaxing day off, but when Hunter got home from school he’d brought the riff raff with him.

Luz, while a savior of their world, was still an annoying teenager. And it seems she was dead set on annoying him today. Perhaps payback for scaring her so badly when he’d “captured” her and Eda. Or maybe she was just that annoying naturally.

Hunter was getting something from his room, and he foolishly left him and Luz alone.

“Soooo, how’s my second… no third… no…” she began counting on her fingers, “My 5th favorite member of the CATTs doing? Not counting myself, Eda, and King of course.”

He raised a brow, “So what, I’m your least favorite member? And of the love of Titan don’t call it that. I never agreed to that name and I refuse to acknowledge it.”

“But it’s such a good name!” she pressed, grinning at him. “The CATTs! It just sounds so cool!”

“Luz. I’ve told you. I already hate the name, and you’re STILL annoying me with that cat thing? I will make you regret that.” he threatened, summoning an abomination next to the girl.

He’d never hurt the child, she was Eda’s kid after all and he was better than that. But there were many ways to make her regret crossing him. Like a particularly fun one that Hunter had clued him in on some time ago.

“Oh yeah? I’d like to see you trYHIHIHI!” she squealed as the abomination squeezed her sides.

He smirked at her, “Well? Do you yield?”

She giggled and squeaked as his abomination tickled her to pieces. But she shook her head, grabbed a previously unseen ice glyph, and froze his poor abomination. “CATCH ME IF YOU CAN!” she cried as she ran off.

And thus, here they were. Him chasing a bratty child through his house, Hunter was nowhere to be seen, so he was likely staying out of it. Smart on his part really, he’d just be caught up in the chase.

Luz vaulted over the couch, but luckily for him, she tripped on the landing and face planted. He dove at his opportunity, picking her up under the arms with a smirk. “Gotcha.”

Luz wriggled and kicked in his grip, but gave up after a moment. “No fair.”

“Very fair.” he smirked, digging his thumbs under her arms.

Immediately she squealed, kicking as she wiggled. “EHEHEHEHEHEHE! NOHOHOHOHO! NOHOHOHO TIHIHICKLES!”

“Sorry kid, the tickles will continue until you apologize and tell me you will never bother me with that ridiculous group name again.” he hummed, summoning a few abomination tendrils to wiggle and poke at her belly.

She shrieked anew, kicking at him and snorting. “STAHAHAHAP IHIHIHIHIT! EHEHEHEHEHEHE!”

“Just apologize and I will.” he shrugged, handing her off to the abominations so his hands could be free.

“NEHEHEHEHEHEVER!”

“Then I guess the tickles will never end. Oh well.” he tutted, poking along her ribs, unbeknownst to him, he hit a particular spot on her ribs, marked by a freckle, that was much worse than most other spots.

“AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! NAHAHAHAHAHAAHAT THEHEHEHEHEHEHERE!” she screamed, jumping and kicking at him.

He paused for a moment, but the evil side of him won over as he drilled into the awful spot. “Oh? Not here? Not right here? In this ticklish little spot?”

She screeched and cackled wildly, flailing her arms about. “EHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH! STAHAHAHAHAHAP! STAHAHAHAHAHAP! I’M SOHOHOHOHOHOHOHORRY!”

He finally stopped, placing her gently on the couch. “There now, was that so hard?”

She bubbled out little giggles and squeaks still, but managed to blow a weak raspberry at him.

He just rolled his eyes and poked her side, “I regret nothing. I got what I wanted.”

She sat up, “Yeah yeah… I’m gonna see what Hunters doing. See ya kitty!” And before he could grab her again she raced off, cackling all the way.

He glared at her retreating form, but there was no denying that small smile on his face. He’d get her for that later, and he had a feeling that’s exactly what she wanted.

[intheticklecloset]

Hiya!! If it hasn’t been taken, can I request #26 with Kaminari and Bakugo?? Lee-ler can be up to you, and if I did this wrong feel free to ignore lol. Thank you! 😁💛

TickleTober Day #26: Punishment/Reward

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“GEHEHEHEHET OFF!! GET OFFAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” Denki shrieked, laughing hysterically into the carpet of the living room, desperate to be able to move his legs even a little.

Bakugou was sitting on his calves, digging roughly into his knee pits. “I will when you admit I wasn’t cheating.”

“BUT YOU WEHEHEHEHEHEHEHERE!!”

Around them on the couches sat their other friends, watching the spectacle unfold with smiles on their faces. Sero and Mina cheered Bakugou on while Kirishima squirmed in his seat, silently wishing he’d had the wherewithal to accuse their explosive friend of cheating in Uno of all games.

“Just because I kept playing Draw Fours on your butt doesn’t mean I was cheating. It was the luck of the draw.”

“Heart of the cards!” Sero spoke up, grinning.

Bakugou smirked. “Yeah, what he said.”

“BUT THERE’S NOHOHOHOHO WAHAHAHAHAHAY!!” Denki insisted, still laughing his guts out. “PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!”

“Anyone else here think I was cheating?”

Mina and Sero shook their heads. Kirishima hesitated a moment too long and was also counted as a ‘no’ by the blonde.

“The cheese stands alone, dunce face,” Bakugou growled playfully. “But if you apologize, I might decide to be nice to you.”

“NIHIHIHIHICE?! HOHOHOHOW?!”

“Apologize and find out.”

Denki groaned into the carpet, mirthful tears springing to his eyes. He was losing his mind laughing and he couldn’t move at all, and he knew if this kept up he’d blow a fuse within minutes.

So, he surrendered.

“OKAY FIHIHIHIHINE I’M SOHOHOHOHORRY!! YOU DIHIHIHIHIDN’T CHEAT!!” he pleaded. “SOMEHOW YOU DIHIHIHIHIHIDN’T!! PLEHEHEHEASE, STAHAHAHAHAHAP!!”

As promised, Bakugou let up and climbed off of him, rolling him onto his back. “Apology accepted. Now…” He sat on his waist. “Here’s a reward for coming around.”

Denki panicked at first, thinking he was about to be sent into another round of screaming hysterics, but when he felt the featherlight touches along his belly and sides, he dissolved into tiny, happy giggles despite himself. He loosely grabbed Bakugou’s wrists but didn’t push him away.

“Bahahahahahakugou!”

“See? Nice, gentle tickles. You like that, don’t you?”

“Ehehehehehehe! Bahahahahakugou!”

Bakugou smirked, enjoying drawing out Denki’s desperate, giddy giggles just as much as his loud, frantic laughter. “What do you say? Want to play another round?”

[where-is-caithe]

1, 4, 11, 21, and B for Rho and Yden! Best girls 💖💖💖 @mystery-salad

>:3 thank you!

1. What’s the maximum amount of time your character can sit still with nothing to do?

Rhowan can sit still for a long time, she'll just sit and look at stuff or think. It's nice for her to sit and do nothing for a few hours, but eventually she will get bored and antsy and have to do something. It takes a while for that to happen though, and it's rare that she doesn't have anything to do anyways.

Yden can't sit still at all. She always needs to be doing something, whether it's just reading and flipping through a book, or looking at a datapad, or writing her thoughts or just messing with stuff. Or talking. Yden always has to be doing something and she gets bored easily.

4. How easy is it to earn their trust?

For Rhowan it's easy, she can judge character pretty well and she can sense emotions so if you've got bad motivations, she can weed you out pretty quickly. If you break her trust, it's gone. You can't get it back.

For Yden it's a lot harder, and you've really gotta work for it. She has severe trust issues now (esp regarding mesmers, so you can imagine how long it took for her to trust Kasmeer). She trusts Rhowan and Caithe, so if either of them trust you then that's a bit of a bonus, it'll be easier.

11. How do they cope with confusion (seek clarification, pretend they understand, etc)?

Rhowan will ask questions, usually the bare minimum so she's no longer confused. She can figure things out on her own a lot of the time, so if she doesn't like you she'll just not ask and figure it out herself. As the Commander, she's gotten more used to asking for clarification on things to make sure she has all her bases covered.

Yden is endless questions. Whether she's confused or not. If she likes you she'll just constantly ask questions. It's hard to confuse her, unless it's something she really doesn't know at all. Most of the time she'll know more than you. A lot of the time, you'll be asking her for clarification.

21. Why do they get up in the morning?

EHEHEHEHEHEH

Rhowan has a multitude of reasons for waking up in the morning, the main one being Yden. Her motivation is Yden, has always been Yden. She's struggled with depression for a lot of her life, and finding reasons to get up and go about her day has been difficult in the past, but having the kind of support system she has has helped her over the years.

Yden's reasons are similar, she gets up for Aurene and for Rhowan, and knowing that the world has placed this insurmountable burden on her shoulders. She also struggles with a lot of PTSD and anxiety and both Rhowan and Aurene help her through it. Rhowan is who she relies on the most.

B) What inspired you to create them?

Lots of things inspired both of them! Rhowan specifically was made as a direct result of watching Bound (1996) for the first time. Corky is one of my favorite characters of all time. Rhowan was also pretty heavily inspired by Sylvanas. I don't play WoW but I've seen art of her and went digging into her myself. At the same time, Yden was inspired a lot by Jaina, and you could probably tell if you know anything about Jaina. Liara is also a pretty big inspiration for Yden. Most of what inspired me for each of them are characters that I like and attach to, and I tend to take little pieces of them to make Rhowan and Yden.

[intheticklecloset]

A Silent Confession (Haikyuu!!)

Primary Universe

Masterfully combining several prompts at once like a boss! It helps that so many people wanted a Kuroo/Kenma fic with lee Kenma. This shy boy is so cute! Enjoy! ^^

7. “Don’t look at me like that!” “Like what?” “Like you’re going to…do something!”

3. “Don’t do that, I’m ticklish!”

10. “I’m not going to do anything.” “Then why are you smirking?”

19. “I see that smile. Come on, laugh!”

27. “You haven’t said stop this whole time. Do you like this?”

28. “I guess I’m going to have to punish you…”

You’ll notice for some of the numbered prompts I didn’t use the exact quote, but a variation thereof. This was to help prevent repetitiveness as well as maintain believable story flow. They’re still in the fic, just perhaps not word for word.

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“All right, Kenma,” Kuroo said, stepping into the gym where his friend was waiting for him. “Meeting’s over. We can go.”

Kenma hummed in response, shutting off his game and putting it into his bag. He’d been passing the time so well he didn’t even realize how late it had gotten. Kuroo felt bad for making him wait when he really didn’t even need to; the setter could have gone on without him. But at the same time, he was grateful to have someone to walk home with at this time of night after a long captain’s meeting.

Kenma grabbed his oversized red sweatshirt and threw it over his head, then picked up his backpack, turning to face his taller friend.

“Oh, wait,” Kuroo said, reaching forward to grab at the fabric and tug it down. “It’s a little crooked.”

To his surprise, Kenma gasped and twisted away. “Don’t do that,” he murmured, and Kuroo swore he saw his friend’s cheeks turn pink. “I’m ticklish.”

Kuroo blinked, surprised, then smiled. “Sorry.”

“Come on. Let’s go home.”

Together they shut off the lights in the gym, locked the doors behind them, and began to make their way off campus. It wasn’t until they were a good distance from the school that Kuroo glanced sideways at his shorter friend, who looked as tired of life as he always did. Something in the back of his mind kept nagging him. He replayed the moment he’d fussed with the sweatshirt in his mind. He hadn’t even touched Kenma directly; where had that strong reaction come from?

“So,” he said after a moment’s contemplation, breaking the silence, “you’re ticklish?”

Kenma didn’t reply, but again Kuroo thought he saw the slightest flicker in his expression. Interesting. Having been friends with the silent boy as long as he had, he’d gotten pretty good at picking up on the subtle differences in vibes he gave off. He could tell when Kenma had an opinion he was too afraid to share, when he was annoyed by his teammates, and even when he was secretly excited about something. But this vibe was different somehow. It wasn’t easy to get a good read on.

He decided to proceed with caution, even as he sneakily reached down to poke Kenma’s side, testing his reaction.

Again a gasp, and Kenma took a hopping step to the side, out of his reach. His amber eyes looked up at him, but again, the captain couldn’t discern the exact emotion behind them. “Kuroo.”

“What? I’m not going to do anything.”

“Then why are you smirking?”

Kuroo hadn’t even known he was smirking. “Sorry, it’s just – how have we known each other all these years and I didn’t know you were ticklish?”

Kenma broke their gaze. “It probably never crossed your mind.”

He was right. For as much as he tried to get Kenma to break out of his comfort zone, Kuroo knew his friend had limits and really was very shy. He preferred to remain quiet most of the time, and the captain had never thought to change that about him. He was quiet, but he was also highly observant, and that made him not only a great volleyball player, but a wonderful friend as well. Kenma could pick up on Kuroo’s subtle changes in mood better than he himself could sometimes.

The setter spoke up again, albeit quieter than before. “Don’t look at me like that.”

“Huh? Like what?” Again, Kuroo hadn’t even realized he was looking at him in a particular way.

“Like you’re going to…” Kenma trailed off, taking the slightest step further away from him. “…do something.”

Kuroo hesitated. That step away was obvious, but the reason was not. He legitimately couldn’t tell if Kenma was uncomfortable, or if he wanted him to do something. He knew outright asking would get him nowhere. The setter was really good at clamming up when he felt awkward, and one vibe he was picking up on right now was an awkward one.

Deciding he needed to be bold, Kuroo suddenly reached out and snatched Kenma’s arm, whirling him around to face him and make eye contact. Kenma’s gaze met his for only a second, but it was enough. Kuroo almost couldn’t believe the excited shine he saw there.

“Do you want me to do something?” he asked, his voice teasing now. “Something specific? Perhaps related to this conversation?”

Color blossomed in the setter’s cheeks. He kept his eyes downcast. Said nothing.

“Kenma…” Kuroo grabbed his friend’s side and squeezed once. “I asked you a question.”

Kenma let out a little huff of air – not quite a giggle, nowhere near a laugh, but a reaction nonetheless – and started to step back again.

Kuroo tightened his grip and pulled him closer. “Not going to answer me? That’s not a very nice thing to do. I’ll have to punish you for that, you know.”

Kenma made a little noise in the back of his throat and started to twist away, but Kuroo pulled him even closer and trapped him in a bear hug, the setter’s back against his chest. If he’d wanted to get away – if he’d wanted to be left alone – he would have said or done something by now. His silence was telling enough on its own.

“I think,” Kuroo said, gradually worming one hand down to Kenma’s ribs, “I should put my new knowledge to good use. What about you? Anything to say?” He curled his fingers and dug in through the thick fabric of the sweater. “No? Then don’t mind if I do.”

Once again there was a little gasp, and Kenma started wriggling in his arms, hands reaching to grab onto his wrist instinctively. “K-Kuroo!”

“Yes?” This sweater was really in the way, but the captain pushed through it. “Feel like talking now?”

“H-Haah!” Kenma bit his lip and shook his head, his lips wobbling as he fought back a grin. “Ah! Kuroo!”

“I see that smile!” Kuroo exclaimed playfully, finally giving up on tickling through the sweater and sliding his hand under it to make contact with bare skin. “Come on, laugh!”

The skin-to-skin touch was way more effective, as Kenma sputtered and started writhing more, soft snickers escaping him. “Kuroo!”

“Yeees? You keep saying my name, but then you don’t communicate with me.” Kuroo was grinning now, too, and he prodded his fingers into the grooves of the setter’s ribs. “Don’t be such a tease, Kenma.”

“Ahahaha!” Kenma choked on a laugh, his arms flailing as his body arched away from the captain’s. “Y-You’re the tehehease! Kuroo!”

“If all you do is say my name without further communication, there are going to be consequences.” Kuroo’s fingers slid down to the hem of his friend’s jeans, teasing the hip. “Something you’d like to tell me?”

This time the sound that escaped the setter was nothing less than a squeal, and bright, bubbly giggles started to pour from his mouth as he twisted even more. “Ehehehehehehe! Kuroo, plehehease!”

Please. A word he never heard from his quiet, shy friend. Kuroo beamed. “Anything you’d like to admit, perhaps? Hmm? You haven’t told me to stop yet. Do you maybe…” He found the hipbone and pinched, enjoying the shriek that he got in response. “…like this? Do you like being tickled, Kenma?”

“Kurohohohohohoo!” This time his name came out as a desperate, breathy giggle, and Kenma managed to twist himself around enough that the captain could see his wide smile, scrunched up nose and eyes, and pink cheeks. “P-Please, I-aiehehehehehehehe!”

“Do you like this, Kenma~?”

The setter whimpered. “I cahahahahan’t s-sahahahay it!”

“That’s fine.” Kuroo smiled, his heart swelling at how adorable his friend was being right now. “You can just nod. That’s all I need.”

Kenma whined again, but after a moment managed a brief nod in the midst of his giggling, and with that, Kuroo tackled him into the grass and slipped both hands under his red sweatshirt, scribbling wildly from his ribs to his belly to his hips. Kenma shrieked with giggles, curling up instinctively and rolling around as the sensations shocked his nervous system, but he never once protested the way their night was suddenly unfolding.

Kuroo laughed with him, deciding to experiment further by shoving his hands all the way up to Kenma’s underarms.

Kenma screamed, throwing his head back and curling up even more and kicking his legs wildly and shoving his arms down protectively and letting his laughter burst out of him loudly, uncontrollably, unabashedly, and Kuroo could not get enough of it.

He quickly moved to straddle his hips, keeping his hands firmly in the hollows of the setter’s underarms, scribbling, digging, swirling, and everything in between. “Oh, yes. I like this side of you, Kenma!”

“KUROHOHOHOHOHOHOO!!” Kenma cried, lost in hysterics, but still not protesting or even really fighting back.

Kuroo sighed dramatically. “Didn’t I just say there would be consequences if you kept saying my name and nothing else? Really, Kenma. What am I going to do with you?”

The answer was simple, really. He was going to keep tickling, and keep teasing, and keep watching his friend’s face contort with uncontrollable happiness as loud, bubbly, and decidedly un-Kenma-like laughter filled the late night air for a long, long time.

And Kuroo – like Kenma – would enjoy every minute of it.