#ler!Maple

[turbomaple]

Maple: ten tickles to make an octopus laugh? Then I gotcha!

Azul: YUUHUHU! I ohorder yohou to s-stAHAHA-!!

(tap for better quality;))

In case someone doesn't understand my handwriting

Uhh... So, yeah.... *Throws Lee!Azul at ya and quickly runs away*

[black-berryies]

Oh yeah, I did this as well but I only post it because of the lack of storage on my iPad 

[pupsmailbox]

DEER︰FAWN ID PACK

NAMES︰ alex. alexei. alexin. alice. alix. alyx. anais. antler. ash. aspen. atlas. axel. bailey. bambi. bambie. barnie. benny. berkeley. birch. bonnie. bonny. buck. buckley. butch. cedar. cervus. chevrette. clover. cotton. daffodil. daisy. daphne. deerette. doe. elkkie. elowen. faline. fawn. fern. fike. finn. finnley. forest. forêt. ginger. glee. haiden. hawthorne. hayden. hazel. helios. helix. hellfire. holly. honey. jasper. juniper. lexus. lilith. lily. luca. lucha. luci. lucia. lucifer. lucifus. lucius. lucy. luka. lukas. maple. meadow. melody. oak. oakly. olive. petunia. primrose. rafan. raiden. rampage. rayaan. rayden. rein. riot. roe. sage. scout. sprout. trax. trevor. tucker. violet. vixen. willow.

PRONOUNS︰ ae/aer. ant/ler. antler/antler. ash/ash. berry/berry. branch/branche. buck/buck. ce/cer. clove/clove. cross/cross. curse/curse. daisy/daisy. deer/deer. demon/demon. devil/devil. dirt/dirt. doe/doe. dust/dust. escape/escape. evil/evil. fae/faer. faun/faun. fawn/fawn. fern/fern. fir/fir. for/forest. h…/h…m. hazel/hazel. hex/hex. hide/hide. hol/holly. hoof/hoof. horn/horn. hurt/hurt. hy/hym. limp/limp. lone/lone. lost/lost. pine/pine. riot/riot. ruin/ruin. run/run. scare/scare. sh…/h…r. shock/shock. shy/hyr. shy/shy. stab/stab. stag/stag. stalk/stalk. stare/stare. th…y/th…m. thy/thym. wild/wild. 🌱 . 🌲 . 🌿 . 🍁 . 🍂 . 🏔 . 🏞 . 🦌 .

[ticklish-n-stuff]

Tickletober day #5: Boo!

This is a sequel to my first ever Kazuha fic 'cause I'm mentally ill for Kazuha, if you couldn't tell

Don't be surprised if most of my genshin fics end up being about Kazuha

Look at me go, 2 fics in one day

Enjoy<3

Also on ao3

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Beidou x Kazuha (platonic)

Lee: Kazuha

Ler: Beidou

Warnings: Tickles

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What better time to strike some sweet revenge than spooky month? 

Beidou surely hasn’t forgotten about Kazuha’s prank during his so-called massage. She had been plotting her move for a while. As everyone knew, the samurai was very perceptive and catching him off guard is no easy task. Though, if Beidou was anything, it was stubborn. But most importantly, she tackled each task head on, much like now, literally. 

“Boo!” she yelled out like a war cry as she swept Kazuha off his feet, carrying him bridal style, much to the samurai’s embarrassment.

“Captain? What are you doing?” 

She could tell that Kazuha had gotten flustered from that, but was still hiding it well behind his polite tone, that wouldn’t do. 

“Teaching you what happens when you mess with this ol’ captain~” with that, she threw the boy over her shoulder. Chuckling in amusement when she heard a startled yelp. She carried him like a sack of potatoes over to her quarters, ungraciously dropping him into a pile of pillows. 

A small ‘oof’ could be heard when Kazuha fell on the ground. His face slowly grew red like maple leaves after being carried like that with such ease. Beidou truly was something. “Captain, let’s talk about thihiHISSS!” a squeal emitted from the samurai’s mouth when Beidou pounced on him, her fingers getting to work swiftly as they made contact with the anemo user’s sides. Scribbling softly over the clothed skin. 

The captain let out a low whistle, amazed by how easily the usually calm samurai could crumble from a few wiggly fingers. “My, my, who knew that the ever strong Kazuha was as ticklish as a little boy~”

“Ahahah! Beidou, plehehease!” a whine came out of the white haired male. His brain felt so scrambled up in ticklishness that he didn’t know whether to cover his face or try pushing at Beidou’s hands, resulting in an adorably funny Kazuha flailing his limbs all over the place. 

“Please what? Please keep going? Gladly~ I’m having the time of my life watching you lose all that composure” Beidou has her usual grin on her face, or at least that’s what most would say. There was a softer, endeared look, one that the samurai would’ve noticed if he wasn’t so busy laughing his pretty little head off. 

His breathy bouts of laughter grew more frantic and squeaky when he felt Beidou’s fingers lightly pressing between each rib. Each jab made him want to jump out of his skin. “You know that’s nohohot what I meheheant! Ack! Beidohohou!” Kazuha’s hands finally settled onto weakly gripping Beidou’s wrists, practically putting no effort into getting her to stop. If he could talk, he’d probably brush it off as him having lost his strength from laughing so much, but I doubt that explanation could’ve even fooled himself. 

“No? But you sure seem like you’re enjoying yourself. Just look at you! All smiles and giggles, without actually trying to stop me~” her fingers managed to reach the soft spot under his arms, watching Kazuha double down into another fit of laughter. 

The samurai could feel his head grow all fuzzy. The teasing on top of the tickling was doing a number on him. The embarrassment of the captain having figured him out so easily made him feel even more vulnerable. All he could really do now was allow himself to take it, leaning his head back as those joyful titters fell out of his mouth like cascades. 

“See? Much better when you let yourself enjoy it” yeah this was supposed to be a sort of punishment as revenge, but getting to hear Kazuha’s unfiltered laugh for once was way better. At most, all she had heard from the samurai were the usual polite chuckles. Seeing that persona slip out felt more rewarding than any treasure. 

Her fingers eventually stopped tormenting the samurai’s underarms. Instead opting to slip under his garments to reach his bare middle. She let out a chuckle when Kazuha flinched over the cold fingers touching his warm skin. 

“Eheheheh! C-Captain, not thehehere…!” Kazuha would arch his back before falling flat again, the feeling of the captain’s fingers softly tracing around his sensitive stomach really drove him up the wall. 

“Pshh, stop denying it already. You ain’t fooling me.” Beidou smirked when Kazuha squealed, a whine getting mixed into it when her index finger slipped into his navel, causing him to giggle up a storm. 

“Nohohoho! I cahahan’t! Plehehehease!!” Kazuha pleaded desperately, but the joy in his tone was unmistaken. He was just that ticklish.

“It’s like a giggle spot… or a giggle button! Just have to press here and you giggle like a madman!~” she kept playfully poking and prodding at the small indent until Kazuha started to hiccup through his giggles. Absolutely adorable! Could make a grown man squeal from cuteness. 

With that, Beidou finally relented on the ticklish torment, letting out a hearty laugh when Kazuha desperately gasped for breath between his hiccups. “You okay there, kid?”

Kazuha responded with a shaky thumbs up, too embarrassed out of his mind over what just happened, and his unstopping hiccups. He really was turned into a mess of a person. Definitely going to keep this in mind next time he decides to mess with Beidou. 

“Good~” the electro user playfully ruffled his hair, her smile turning more fond as Kazuha’s hiccups slowly subsided, leaving behind a blinding smile from laughing so much. It was very different from the usual smiles he gave, which were normally more reserved and small, but this one could put a diamond to shame from how valuable it was. “Not gonna lie, you can be pretty adorable~” she teased, chuckling when the samurai let out a flustered groan.

Looks like there’d be only tricks during this spooky month, not that Kazuha minded.

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[awkwardtickleetoo]

Sweet Like Maple Syrup

hi everyone!! so this fic is entirely dedicated to @mushiewrites for their birthday next week!!! everyone say happy birthday mushiiiiieeee <333

originally i was just gonna post it on his actual birthday but i got impatient and really wanted to post it early so here it is :D i hope everyone enjoys!! especially mushie bc he deserves the best birthday present ever which is obviously a cal fic, duh 🙄

again everyone with them a happy birthday and enjoy the fic!! :)

lee!dream, ler!sapnap, 5k words

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Dream wasn’t sure how long Sapnap had been planning this, but he did know that he hadn’t been flustered that much in a long time.

It started that morning.

Dream had woken up just like any other morning– at a whopping one o’clock in the afternoon, which was the closest to morning he’d gotten all week, after being sick for the previous one and working himself to the bone to catch up on his projects after that fact– with the only difference being a text from Sapnap sitting on his phone when he nearly blinded himself with it to check the time. It wasn’t unusual for him to wake up to a text from Sapnap or George, but today’s text was out of the ordinary specifically because of the message itself.

meet me in the kitchen when you wake up ;)

Dream blinked a few times, squinting at the brightness of his phone screen, rubbing his eyes with his thumb and forefinger before reading the message over again. What could Sapnap have needed? The text was only from half an hour prior to him waking up, but if Sapnap had urgently needed something, surely he would’ve come to get him? What did he need in the kitchen, and why was there a winky face, and what was going on, and why was he so nervous to find out, and–

The sudden smell of breakfast foods wafting into his room pulled him out of his thoughts. He looked over to his cracked open door– wait, did he leave his door open? He could’ve sworn he closed it before going to bed, did Sapnap check if he was awake before texting him?– as the smell grew stronger. Dream took in a long inhale, humming softly at the incredible smell, before groaning as he pushed himself off the bed to stand up. He pushed his arms above his head, arching his back and groaning again as he stretched his sleepy, sluggish body out, before ruffling his own hair and stomping his way down to the kitchen to see what the fuss was about.

The sight he was met with when he made it there was… way, way more than what he was expecting, if he was being honest.

On the kitchen island, there were placesets made for two people, set in front of the barstools, behind various plates and platters with more food than Dream could conjure up in his mind on a good day.

There were two separate plates of pancakes, what looked like multiple different flavors, two stacks to a plate with each stack being five pancakes high. Next to that, a platter– Dream recognized it by the snowflake details on the edges as the Christmas themed one his mom had given him when they moved into their permanent home– with eggs on it, some scrambled and some sunny side up. A third plate, a completely different color and size to the rest, this one being smaller and blue, more flat than the other white ceramic ones, was piled high with crispy, wonderful smelling bacon. Finally, there were two small bowls, one being clear glass and the other being a slightly bigger white ceramic one with blue stripes on it, both filled with an assortment of fruit, tossed together to make a beautiful display of shapes and colors. Between the dishes were various condiments and additional toppings; ketchup, maple syrup in a glass bottle that Dream had never seen before, extra chocolate chips, whipped cream, and even a jar of bright red cherries.

And, behind all of the mountains of breakfast foods, standing in front of the stove as another batch of bacon sizzled in a pan and the fan above it whirred loudly, was none other than Sapnap himself. Dream watched silently as Sapnap turned off the burner, pushing the pan of bacon over to the side while he wiped his hands on the kitchen towel.

To say Dream was in awe would be the understatement of the year.

“Woah…” Dream spoke, mostly to himself, voice scratchy and still thick with sleep. Sapnap whipped his head around at the sound, smiling widely as soon as he saw the older man in front of him in the doorway of the kitchen, all ruffled bed hair and loose t-shirt and pajama pants and bare feet.

“Hey!” He said happily, wiping his hand one final time before making his way over to where Dream was standing.

“What…” Dream said again, glancing between his friend and the food, making eye contact once Sapnap got closer, smelling of smoke and bacon and sweet pancake batter. “Wh… Holy shit, Sap…”

“G’morning, cutie,” Sapnap replied through his giddy smile, resting his hands on Dream’s shoulders, standing up on his toes in his socks to place a gentle kiss on Dream's cheek. Dream felt the heat rise to his face, subtly overwhelmed by the sudden affection and bewilderment just minutes after getting out of bed, and he stared with wide eyes at Sapnap as he pulled back. He blinked rapidly, his mouth open just slightly in his shocked state, but Sapnap paid his confusion no mind, continuing to speak as if everything was normal. “Hope you’re hungry! There’s plenty of stuff to go around, so take anything and everything you want. Didn’t wanna have too little,” He finished with a pat to Dream’s shoulder, his hands sliding down his arms until he was able to hold onto one of Dream’s hands. “C’mon, cute thing. Let’s get goin’ before anything gets cold.”

“Sapnap…” Dream muttered, tilting his head to the side and looking down at his best friend adoringly.

“Yes, my baby boy?” Sapnap replied, mirroring Dream’s head tilt and smiling up at him in a way that made Dream’s tummy flutter.

“What the fuck…” He asked, exasperated already, shaking his head while a fond smile pulled at his lips.

“What do you mean? I can't make a gourmet breakfast for my favorite puppy just ‘cause I want to?” Sapnap explained, voice innocent and excited, but his choice of words and the smug look on his face when Dream let out the smallest gasp at them told Dream he wasn’t as innocent as he seemed.

“Oh, Sap, don’t do that,” Dream complained, shaking his head again, looking down at his bare feet against the cold tile as he felt himself flush further.

Sapnap smiled, reaching one hand over to suddenly scratch at his tummy, making Dream squeal and jump back, only to be stopped by Sapnap’s hold on his arm that he used to pull him back.

“Sapnap!” Dream yelped, pressing his palm to his tummy to keep the area safe. “Don’t– don’t do that, that’s not– that’s not–“ Dream stammered, the blush on his face and the butterflies in his tummy so strong he couldn’t even attempt to finish his sentence. Sapnap only giggled, placing another kiss on his cheek before tugging him by the arm towards the barstools.

“C’mon. Sit,” He commanded gently, patting the seat of the stool for Dream to take– which, unsurprisingly, he did– while he grabbed the spatula to serve Dream his food. Dream went to reach for his own plate at first, but Sapnap snatched it up quickly before he could grab it.

“Sapnap,” Dream rolled his eyes playfully, though he couldn’t wipe the smile off his face.

“What looks good, Dreamie?”

“I can do it myself.”

“No, you can’t,” Sapnap replied, using the spatula to point to the stacks of pancakes. “Blueberry, chocolate chip, or plain?”

“You’re ridiculous, you know that?” Dream said, though his chest was still blooming with warmth, his heart skipping a beat every time he glanced around and saw everything that Sapnap had done, just for him. When he looked back up at Sapnap, the younger man simply gestured at the food again, waiting for Dream to just give in and accept his fate. Dream’s eyes softened, and he curled in on himself slightly, clasping his hands together in his lap and twisting the ring on his pointer finger nervously. “Blueberry.”

“Of course,” Sapnap obliged, sliding three blueberry pancakes onto Dream’s plate, carefully keeping them to one side. He gestured to the eggs next. “Scrambled?” He asked, and Dream nodded shyly. “Perfect. Bacon too?” Sapnap asked as he shoveled a small pile of scrambled eggs onto the plate, before gesturing to the bacon with the tip of the spatula as well. Dream nodded again, his smile widening.

“Yes, please,” He replied quietly, watching Sapnap finish off his plate with a few strips of bacon and carefully place it back in front of him. “Holy shit, man,” Dream muttered, still very much in awe of everything happening.

“There you go, pretty boy. You can help yourself to any toppings or fruit if you’d like some, that part’s all you, so… enjoy!” Sapnap said with a frankly adorable smile, grabbing his own empty plate and piling it high with food as well.

“Sap, I…” Dream began. “I just– I don’t… I don’t know what any of this is about, but… tha– thank you for… literally all of this,” He finished, looking over at Sapnap as he closed the refrigerator after grabbing the carton of orange juice. He looked over at Dream, smiling kindly as he poured two glasses and placed one in front of both of their finished plates, before moving over to stand next to Dream, catching his eyes as the elder stared up at him.

“Aw, baby doll,” Sapnap cooed, his subtle Texan accent lending itself to the phrase, enough to make Dream’s eyebrows furrow and his lips form into the tiniest pout. He cupped Dream’s face gently, rubbing his thumbs under his still sleepy eyes. He moved one hand under his chin, gently tilting his head up further. “You’re so welcome. I just wanted to do something nice for you, sweetheart. Only the nicest stuff for my best puppy, right?”

“Ugh, Sapnap,” Dream whined, and suddenly he surged forward and wrapped his arms tightly around Sapnap’s waist, hugging him so close and so tight it would have knocked him over if he didn’t grab onto Dream’s shoulders to brace himself.

“Oh– Dream! Holy shit,” Sapnap said through a shocked laugh, steadying himself and hugging Dream back. “Okay, okay, easy, puppy. Relax.”

“Sorry,” Dream replied bashfully, loosening his grip slightly but still leaving his arms around Sapnap’s waist, looking up at him adoringly.

“No! No, don’t be sorry at all, I love it when you get all touchy like that. It’s really cute,” Sapnap replied, running his fingers through Dream’s untamed curls, in an attempt to fix them from where they were still messy from sleep. Dream giggled, pressing his temple against Sapnap’s ribs, as Sapnap rubbed a hand up and down his back.

“Shut up, you’re such an idiot,” Dream replied, making Sapnap giggle.

“Yeah, but you love it. Okay, we actually have to eat now or the food is gonna be cold and taste like ass, so…” Sapnap pointed out, letting his hands slip down to Dream's sides, squeezing twice before quickly pulling back, leaving Dream reeling.

“HEY–“ He yelped with a flinch, tensing his arms to his sides and watching Sapnap with a slack jaw as he sat down and began pouring syrup on his pancakes like nothing happened. Dream scoffed, reaching for his glass of orange juice to take a sip. “You’re insane.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Eat your breakfast,” Sapnap replied nonchalantly, but the smug smirk stayed strong on his face as he did so.

They finished eating a while later, finishing just barely over half the food between the two of them and at least a glass and a half of juice each.

If Dream were to claim the rest of the meal was uneventful, that would be the second understatement of the year.

There were several times throughout the meal, more than Dream could think about counting without getting flustered beyond belief, where Sapnap’s devious fingers found themselves gravitating towards Dream’s body. Countless times, he would squeeze above Dream’s knee and over the tops of his thigh, moving down to his inner thigh with tiny pinches every so often, the poor boy barely protected by the thin pajama pants he wore. Sapnap would spider his fingers over his kneecap, squeeze above his hip bone, poke at his side and claw at his ribs, and he even went as far as to shoot his hand towards Dream’s tummy, though he didn’t actually tickle there just yet.

Dream jumped every time, flinching wildly, kicking his leg out and hiking his knee up. He curled his toes, dropping his fork each time with a clatter against the plate in favor of grabbing and pushing at Sapnap’s wrists, twisting his torso away, whining at him to ‘stooooop, Sapnap, stop it, that’s not fair!’ each time he attacked– a request Sapnap obviously never obliged.

Dream felt like he’d been sent to purgatory, doomed to sit on edge next to Sapnap for the rest of eternity, waiting and waiting for the next tickle attack, never sure when it would happen or where Sapnap would target.

Or maybe he’d been sent to heaven. That was more accurate. But he’d never tell Sapnap that, not in a million years.

By the time all the empty dishes were in the sink and Sapnap had begun placing the leftover food in containers to be finished at a later time, Dream was, understandably, extremely nervous. His cheeks still felt burning hot, his fingers returned to twisting his rings around them, his knee bounced up and down from where he stayed seated at the barstool after Sapnap had scolded him and smacked the back of his knuckles with a plastic tupperware lid when he tried to help him clean up, telling him ‘down, puppy, I’ll get everything put away, don’t you worry that pretty little head of yours’ firmly enough that it made him giggle from the fluttering of butterflies in his tummy. He watched Sapnap work, trying his hardest to cool down his flushed face, but he learned the hard way that it was nearly pointless to try.

“Sapnap?” Dream began softly, as Sapnap opened the fridge and stacked all the leftovers inside.

“Yes, handsome?” Sapnap responded, smiling as Dream’s smile turned bashful once again and he squirmed in his seat, crossing his arms over his chest and biting his lip. “What’s up?” He prompted, placing the condiments in the door of the refrigerator before closing it, finishing the clean up of the kitchen.

“Can you… Can I like… Can I ask what– what all of this is for?” Dream stuttered out, confusion still evident on his face. Sapnap chuckled at his hesitation, walking over and standing in front of him again, carding his fingers through his hair once more.

“Sure, you can ask that,” Sapnap replied with a nod, but silence is all that followed, Dream waiting for Sapnap to elaborate and Sapnap doing nothing of the sort. Dream’s eyebrows furrowed again, more confused than ever, before he broke the silence himself instead.

“So… wh-what is… what is it for, then?” He asked slowly, and the hand in his hair then became two, cupping the back of his neck and scratching the back of his hair there. His shoulders dropped instantly, his body melting into the soft touch as he hummed softly at the feeling. Sapnap laughed once again at his stuttered question, pausing before he responded, in a way that still did not answer Dream’s question.

“You’ll find out soon enough…”

“Sap, what–”

“C’mon…” Sapnap cut him off, taking a step back and reaching down to uncross the taller boy’s arms. Dream let his arms slip apart, smiling as Sapnap grabbed his hands and pulled him to stand up. “You need anything before we go? Water, bathroom break, anything like that?”

“No, I don’t think so, but I don’t even know what we’re–”

“Good answer,” Sapnap cut him off once more, before turning towards the stairs and leading Dream up to his own bedroom. Dream chuckled as he was pulled along, and then once again when they made it to Sapnap’s room and the younger boy dropped Dream’s hand to hold the door open for him.

“After you, pretty boy,” Sapnap said as he gestured for Dream to follow him in, making Dream shake his head fondly as he did so.

“You’re such an idiot,” Dream spoke through a wide smile, and he heard the door close behind him before Sapnap’s hand was in his again.

“Right you are, baby,” Sapnap replied with a poke to Dream’s cheek, and Dream’s lips pressed together through his smile as the bright blush quickly returned to his face, even worse than before. “Alright, c’mere,” Sapnap continued, guiding Dream over to his freshly made bed and turning him to face away from it.

“Sapnap,” Dream replied, his nerves setting in again. He still felt butterflies fluttering in his stomach, his chest tight and tingling, something in it making him feel giddy, like sparks of electricity were stinging underneath his skin wherever Sapnap’s hands trails over while guiding him back.

“Shh, it’s okay. Just relax,” Sapnap said softly, stopping barely a foot away from the bed and looking up at Dream with a devious glint in his eyes.

Then, suddenly, there was a shove against his chest and a foot behind his knees, knocking him down and pushing him backwards onto the mattress, and Sapnap was kneeling above him just as suddenly, knees on either side of Dream’s hips but not sinking down to straddle him just yet.

“WH–“ Dream yelped, bracing his palms on the bed, trying to push himself away, but Sapnap landed a hand on his chest. He didn’t push him down, didn’t grab his shirt, still didn’t sit on his hips, he just pressed his palm to Dream’s chest and smiled when Dream looked up at him with a shocked expression. “Sap– Sapnap, what is–”

“Listen, puppy,” He began, and Dream couldn’t stop the whimper he let out, always sensitive to that name, especially when Sapnap would say it in moments like this. “Just relax, okay? This isn’t for anything or because of anything, You didn’t do anything wrong or anything to warrant this. I’m just really in the mood to tickle you today.”

“Wh-what? Sapnap, you– that’s not–” Dream tried to argue, shuffling slightly to lay more comfortably against the bed, dropping down from his palms to his elbows, Sapnap’s hand staying on his chest as he moved.

“Shhh,” Sapnap soothed, pressing his finger to his lips as he did so. “I just want to, alright? Thank you so much for letting me pamper you and take care of you and make you all sweet and pliant for me.”

“I’m not plia–!” Dream tried to argue, but then Sapnap’s finger was pressed to his lips just the same, cutting off his words as he shushed him once again.

“It’s okay, Dreamie,” Sapnap spoke, reaching behind him and pushing Dream’s legs to make sure they were flat, before dropping down to sit on his thighs. He then reached forward to tap Dream’s elbows, hinting at him to lower them to lay down flat. When Dream whined and shook his head, pulling them closer to his body and pushing himself up higher, Sapnap retaliated by harshly digging his fingers into his ribcage.

“NO!” Dream yelped, arching his back and immediately falling down against the bed and shoving at Sapnap’s arms, exactly as Sapnap expected him to. Sapnap pulled his hands away, pressing both palms to Dream’s chest to keep him laying down as Dream wrapped his arms around his torso to protect himself from another attack.

“Okay?” Sapnap asked, raising his eyebrows at Dream. Dream knew the okay meant multiple things– an okay as in ‘you’re gonna listen to me now, right?’ An okay as in ‘is this okay with you?’ An okay as in ‘this is the plan, got it?’– and Dream knew his answer to all of those was okay, yes, confident enough to nod his head in response.

“Okay,” Dream muttered, unable to stop either the blush and the smile on his face from growing, and he settled himself back against Sapnap’s bed, the cool pillow under his head soothing him even as he brought his hands up to cover his blushing face, letting out a muffled whine as he relaxed into the blankets below him.

“You comfy, darlin’?” Sapnap asked, letting Dream adjust himself however he needed in case he wasn’t. Dream whimpered at the question, shifting his shoulders a few times before nodding in acknowledgment. “Good. I’m glad,” Sapnap said with a smile, before lightly taking the hem of Dream’s t-shirt between his fingers and pushing it up to reveal his tummy. Dream gasped, shooting his hands down to cover the newly exposed skin, pulling his shirt back down.

“Oh, nohoho!” He replied, giggling nervously, pressing one palm to his stomach and covering his mouth with the other to hide his giggles, shaking his head quickly.

“No, c’mon, Dreamie. Let me do it.”

“I cahan’t!” Dream said through a whine, pressing his hand in harder when Sapnap tried to push his shirt up again anyway. “Noho! Sap, plehehease!”

“C’mon, puppy. I wanna get your tummy, don’t you want me to?” Sapnap asked, letting his voice drop off to a soft tone, making it nearly impossible for Dream to deny the accusation. Instead, he threw his arms over his face to hide in them again, kicking his legs uselessly behind Sapnap, but otherwise doing nothing to stop the smaller boy from tugging his shirt again, bunching it up around his ribs so his whole torso was on display. “There we go, there’s my good boy, thank you, Dreamie.” Dream whined again, dropping one arm to wrap around himself again, sliding from his ribs to press his fingertips into the soft skin of his lower tummy, curling them lightly around the waistband of his pajama pants, before swinging back up over his face once again. “Aww, poor thing. You must be so nervous, huh?” Sapnap cooed, resting his hands on Dream’s sides and gently rubbing his warm skin with his thumbs. Dream whimpered and nodded, his tummy jumping at the movement of hands against it.

“Just–” Dream mumbled, moving his arms away from his face so his voice could be heard. “Be nice, please?”

“Aw, puppy,” Sapnap cooed, sticking out his bottom lip, making Dream cover his face again. Sapnap pressed his palm against Dream’s stomach, rubbing his thumb there as well and making him let out a small squeak as he tried to suck his tummy in on instinct. “Don’t worry, baby, I’ll be so gentle with you. So, so gently, my sweet boy,” Sapnap promised, and before Dream could respond to him, he used both hands to gently drag his pointer fingers up and down Dream’s sides. Dream gasped, his hands jumping down to bat at Sapnap’s, trying to push the offending fingers away, but Sapnap only swatted him back and kept up his tracing. “See? Gentle. Nothing to worry about, right?”

“Mmmm…” Dream hummed, not exactly reassured by Sapnap’s comfort, but curling his hands into fists and restraining himself from fighting back regardless. Sapnap decided to push slightly further, gently tugging the waistband of Dream’s pajama pants down a couple of inches to reveal the jutting bones of his hips and the line of sensitive skin between them. “Oh god, Sahahapnahap!” Dream whined, moving his hands over and uncurling them to cover the exposed area. Sapnap gently pushed them away again, pressing them down against the bed with his fingertips and watching as Dream gripped the comforter tightly in his fists to stop himself from interfering with the tickles.

“Oh, perfect, Dream, stay just like that,” Sapnap praised, and then brought back his two pointer fingers, tracing gently around Dream’s upper tummy, over his sternum between his ribs and over the fronts of them as well. Dream squealed, sucking his stomach in and half-arching at the feeling, immediately lost in helpless giggles at the feeling. “There we go, puppy, that’s good, right?”

“Ihihi hahahate thihihis…” Dream whined out, his fingers flexing and stretching out as Sapnap moved to the sides of his tummy, jerking towards him to attempt to stop him before he controlled them again and brought them back down by his sides. He squirmed as much as he could, shaking his head, squeezing his fists against the blanket, shifting his shoulders constantly, kicking his legs out, anything to help him deal with the unbearable tingly feeling, but nothing seemed to work. He was still lost in the sensation, unable to focus on anything but how much it tickled. “This suhucks sohoho bahad…”

“Nooooo, it’s okay, you love this! You love your tummy tickles!” Sapnap stated, a fact they both knew, but one that made Dream whine and squeeze his eyes shut even harder anyway. “You’re so cute, Dreamie, I just can’t get over how adorable you are.”

“Wh– shuhuhut uhup!” Dream protested, throwing his head to the side and trying to lean as far into the gap between Sapnap’s pillow as he could get. “Dohon’t say thahahat!”

“I can’t help it!” Sapnap said in his own defense, smiling when his tracing fingers swirled around to Dream’s lower tummy and made him gasp and bite his lip before he returned back to the sides of it, adding a second finger with each hand now. After a few seconds, he switched to his whole hand, forming it into a claw shape but not using it for that motion just yet, instead just dragging his nails over Dream’s incredibly sensitive skin. Dream let out a squeak, embarrassing enough that he attempted to clamp his lips shut and let out soft whimpers instead of his bright giggles. “Hey! Don’t do that, let me hear you laugh!” He protested, using his claw shaped hands for their intended purpose twice over Dream’s sides just to make him open his mouth again.

“AH– Sahahap!” Dream yelled out with his sudden burst of laughter, pushing further into the pillow, falling back into his high pitched, breathy giggles when Sapnap returned to his tracing.

“Thank you, beautiful…” Sapnap began, earning a groan from Dream. “You really are like a puppy, aren’t you, darlin’?”

“Nohohoho!” Dream whined out, but Sapnap knew damn well that Dream was aware it was true. Sapnap giggled at Dream’s protest, pushing further, backing Dream into a corner.

“No? Gentle tummy tickles always get you all melty like one, though, don’t they?” Sapnap asked softly, his voice fond, and Dream whimpered and shook his head.

“Thahahat– that’s nohot truhuhue! I’m nohohot!”

“Okay, so I should stop calling you puppy, then? If you’re so adamant that it’s not true…” Sapnap smiled at Dreams silence, followed by his fluttery giggles, as he leaned his head back against the pillow as it lolled to the side, a dopey smile on his face. He swallowed against his laughter, attempting to start speaking, before falling back into his giggles and squeezing his eyes shut. “Huh, baby? What’s that?”

“Mm–” Dream whimpered again, flexing his fingers against the comforter and tightening his fists, loosely hitting them against the bed below him to expel the flusteredness that prevented him from answering. “Sahap…”

“It’s okay, you little goober,” Sapnap said, quickly bringing one hand up to ruffle Dream’s still messy hair before continuing his gentle tracing with it, making Dream’s giggles brighten happily as he squirmed under the affection. “I know you love being my sweet puppy, don’t you?”

“Shuhuhut uhuhup!” Dream whined into the soft material of the pillow as he returned to his hiding place, jumping and squealing suddenly when Sapnap hit a particularly sensitive spot on his tummy, barely a few inches to the right of the little dip in the middle of it. Sapnap giggled at him, using his other hand to cup Dream’s side gently and using two fingers to scratch at that spot mercilessly. Dream squealed again, much louder now, curling the other way against Sapnap’s hand on his side and trying desperately to get away from the offending two fingers. In response, Sapnap squeezed his side once, making him jump back the other way, repeating the agonizing cycle. “Nahahaha– plehehehease! Sahahapnahahap! I cahahahan’t–!”

“Awww, my poor puppy,” Sapnap cooed through a pout, giggling when Dream whimpered and pouted up at him too, before getting lost in laughter again. “Does it tickle, baby?”

“Mhm!” Dream agreed through his laughter, nodding his head quickly, squirming as much as he could in his pinned position.

“Yeah, I’m sure it does, sweetheart,” Sapnap said with fake sympathy, but he still decided to stop both techniques for the sake of keeping the tickles bearable.

Well, kind of. Until he thought of a new idea.

He shifted his hands down, returning to just his pointer fingers, and he began dragging his nails above the line of his displaced waistband between his hip bones. Dream squeaked at the change in technique, arching his back and trying to push his hips down into the bed, away from the tickles.

“Nahahaha! Sahaha– noho, plehehehease!” Dream’s voice was pleading, high pitched and whiny through his struggles. His hands smacked against the blankets, still able to hold back from pushing Sapnap away for a few more seconds. But, eventually, he couldn’t take it anymore, and his hands shot down to grab Sapnap’s wrists, struggling to pull him away with how weakened the tickles had made him. “Sahahap, plehehease, c’mohon, plehease stohohop!” He pleaded, before he was able to yank Sapnap’s hands away from him, giving him a much needed break in the tickles. “Oh my gohohohod…”

“You okay there, giggles?” Sapnap asked softly, lacing his fingers with Dream’s and rubbing the backs of his knuckles with his thumbs. Dream hummed and smiled, nodding his head up at Sapnap as he blinked his eyes open to look at him. Sapnap nearly teared up at the relaxed expression on Dream’s face– the calm smile that overtook his lips, the fond look in his eyes when they made eye contact, the way his head tilted back and sideways into the pillow as he laid there, content and smiley and letting Sapnap play with his fingers and rub his knuckles. “Aww, my puppy, you’re so sweet.” Dream giggled at the compliment, his nose scrunching up with his laugh and only making Sapnap feel more warmth in his chest. He looked so cute, Sapnap almost wanted to squeeze his face, pinch his cheeks, bite his nose, anything to get the cute aggression out of his system.

Conveniently, he remembered Dream was still pinned underneath him.

So, he pulled his hands away and suddenly latched them onto Dream’s hips, squeezing the spot just above the bones and digging his thumbs into the spot just inside them. Dream broke out into loud laughter, kicking and squirming and thrashing underneath him, grabbing onto his wrists to try to pull his hands off and rid himself of the excruciating feeling.

“SAHAHAP?!” Dream yelled out, his fingers continuously slipping off Sapnap’s wrists and having to readjust their grip, even as Sapnap’s hands remained unwavering in their movements. To be even meaner, Sapnap took in a deep breath, then leaned down and blew a long raspberry over the same ticklish spot to the right of his belly button, making Dream’s laughter grow even louder, much more shrill and raspy now. “WHAHAHA– NOHOHO, PLEHEHEASE!” Dream’s pleading fell on deaf ears, even when he moved his hands to push desperately at Sapnap’s head and shoulders and arms and knees to try and push any part of him away. He was unsuccessful at every attempt, and he had no choice but to sit through what Sapnap did until he decided he was finished, completely helpless to the devastatingly ticklish experience for as long as Sapnap deemed fit.

And if Dream tried to claim that he didn’t love every second of that day? Well…

That would be the third understatement of the year.

[nursesharkinfirmary]

ִֶָ࣪𓂃 * -` 🦌 ´- deer npts 🌾ㅤׂㅤ⭒

─ 𖦹 ˙ ̟Names

Bambi/Bambie, Doe, Fern, Deerette, Buck, Cotton, Sage, Antler, Rein, Roe, Cervus, Elkkie, Cedar, Hazel, Fawn, Finn/Finnley, Daphne, Juniper, Elowen, Anais, Hawthorne, Willow, Maple

─ 𖦹 ˙ ̟Pronouns

Sh.../H...r, H.../H...m, Doe/Doe's, Buck/Buck's, Hoof/Hoof's, Pine/Pine's, Ant/Ler's, Berry/Berry's, Branch/Branches',🦌/🦌's, 🌱/🌱's, 🌲/🌲's, 🍂/🍂's, 🌿/🌿's, 🍁/🍁's, 🏞/🏞's, 🏔/🏔's

─ 𖦹 ˙ ̟Titles

(Pref Royal Title) of the Forest, The Fuzzy Gentle Giant, (Prn) donned in Spots/(Prn) donned in Antlers, The Lovely Woodland Creature, The Hoofed Majesty

[homocausticus]

Os livros para ler

Eu tenho uma amiga como a torcedora do Maple Leafs que é uma leitora de livros. Ela é mãe de um garotinho autista. Pensei nela quando li a pesquisa onde indica que perdemos 7 milhões de leitores de livros em relação ao último levantamento feito em 2019 pela câmara brasileira do livro. Tais números soam como uma trombeta do apocalipse para uma nação onde as pessoas não tem dinheiro para ir a uma…

[espolios]

Resenha

Título: Quebrando o Gelo - Saga Maple Hills

Autor(a): Hannah Grace

Editora: Rocco

Gênero: Romance

Personagens: ⚝⚝⚝⚝⚝

Mundo/atmosfera: ⚝⚝⚝⚝⚝

Plot: ⚝⚝⚝⚝⚝

Escrita: ⚝⚝⚝⚝⚝

Avaliação geral: ⚝⚝⚝⚝⚝❤

Avaliação hot: ⚝⚝⚝⚝⚝

Formato lido: E-book

AVISO: PODE CONTER SPOILER.

O que falar de Quebrando o Gelo? Hannah Grace nos coloca direto no maravilhoso mundo dos atletas universitários de uma maneira muito envolvente e cativante. Inicialmente somos apresentados a Anastasia e Nathan, os protagonistas mais cativantes que tive o prazer de ver em um livro até hoje. Ambos são cheios de camadas e dilemas, que nos são mostrados do ponto de vista dos dois (eu amo quando um autor faz isso ❤). Quebrando o Gelo, na minha opinião não é só mais um daqueles romancezinhos clichês, que são envolventes, mas mais do mesmo. O livro possui uma pegada de superação, de enfrentar desafios, de conhecer a si mesmo e aprender a encontrar seu lugar no mundo nessa fase da vida maluca chamada: faculdade.

Anastasia Allen, é uma talentosa patinadora artística, e também uma personagem muito determinada. Infelizmente, ela enfrenta diversos obstáculos na sua vida, e trava uma batalha constante com suas dúvidas, distorção de imagem e a pressão de ser a melhor em um ambiente amplamente competitivo. Por este motivo, a personagem procura sempre ser perfeita em todos os aspectos de sua vida: profissional e pessoal. Um de seus maiores dilemas está atrelado a seu parceiro na patinação, Aaron; que ela considera seu "melhor amigo", mas que infelizmente está sempre depreciando ela e sua imagem da maneira mais tóxica possível: disfarçando seus comentários como um tipo distorcido de amor de amigo.

Já Nathan Hawkins (meu xuxuzinho), é um personagem extremamente divertido, cativante e repleto de carisma.  Ele está estudando medicina esportiva, mas seu foco verdadeiro é na sua carreira de jogador de hóquei, e sendo o capitão do time, isso nos mostra o quanto ele é bom. Como capitão, ele carrega a enorme responsabilidade de manter os meninos do seu time na linha (o que não é fácil gente, imagina controlar um monte de caras que acabou de entrar na faculdade?). Nate também tem um problema: seu pai. Ele não aceita que nosso queridinho queira ser um jogador profissional e não cuidar dos negócios da família. E essa faceta do personagem nos gera uma identificação gigantesca.

O caminho deles se cruza da pior forma possível: após um incidente no rinque da universidade eles são forçados a dividir a única pista de gelo restante. Esse cenário é a morte para Anastasia, pois ela segue um cronograma rigorosíssimo em seus treinos, que o treinador do time de hóquei não dá a mínima. Ela deixou bem claro desde o início que não está nada satisfeita com a situação, o que gera a primeira interação entre ela e Nate, e nessa cena conseguimos sentir a química que existe entre eles, mesmo com toda a animosidade dela em querer odiar o homem carismático que Nate se mostra ser.

Essa convivência forçada entre eles é uma grande montanha russa de emoções: temos risadas, temos tretas, aquela tensão gostosinha que só se vê em um enemies to lovers com muita química e muitos momentos pra lá de quentes entre os dois personagens. Fora que eles precisam aprender a respeitar o espaço de escolhas um do outro, independente daquilo que estejam sentido, o que é muito difícil quando um deles já está no lovers e o outro não quer nada serio com ninguém.

Já falei que adoro o fato de que a autora nos dá os dois pontos de vista? Pois então, a narrativa alterna entre o ponto de vista da Anastasia (sim sim, eu sei que ela é geralmente chamada por um apelido, mas eu acho o nome dela tão lindo) e do Nathan, nos mostrando todo o charme e carisma de suas personalidades.

Enfim... eu me apaixonei completamente por esse livro e não vejo a hora de ler os outros da Saga Maple Hills, porque se forem tão bons quanto esse eu vou ficar completamente obcecada.

Um adendo: se você não gosta de cenas hot, esse livro pode não ser pra você.

[beautifulstrcnger]

sohee 👁️ 😭 👪 🍟 🍁 📖 🍼 💚

𝐎𝐂 𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐒!

status: aceitando || starring: jeon sohee

👁️ eye - what colour are their eyes? do people notice their eyes? is there anything special about them (shows emotion easily, literally magical…)?

os olhos de sohee são castanhos escuros e talvez por serem considerados grandes que são fáceis de se tornarem expressivos, então facilmente você consegue dizer o que ela está sentindo só de olhá-la diretamente nos olhos.

😭 crying - what makes them cry? do they cry easily?

sohee chora extremamente fácil. pode ser por um dedinho batido numa quina de sofá, pode ser por um A dito de maneira errada ou grossa para com ela. ela queria muito não ser assim tão "fresca", mas quando vê já está aos prantos e nem conseguiu pensar em segurar.

👪 family - what is their family like? what is your ocs relationship to them? does your oc have any siblings?

sohee é filha única e quase foi agraciada com um irmão mais novo, mas sua mãe acabou perdendo um bebê por causa de um acidente. as relações familiares quase se estreitaram por isso por conta da depressão que se abateu sobre sua mãe, mas num contexto geral todos se dão bem e são tranquilos uns com os outros.

��� fries - do they order food often? or they prefer to cook their own food?

só pede comida quando está realmente com preguiça de cozinhar, o que chega a ser quase raro. ela é amante de comidas caseiras ou de restaurantes que sejam relativamente caseiros, é bem difícil até vê-la comendo comida de fast food.

🍁 maple leaf - what is their favourite season? why?

ela gosta muito da primeira, de ver as flores desabrochando, de ver todo mundo parecendo feliz com as plantas.

📖 open book - do they like reading? what’s their favourite genre?

ela adora ler apesar de estar em uma ressaca literária. seu gênero favorito é fantasia e se tiver romance junto é melhor ainda.

🍼 baby bottle - what are their thoughts on children?

ela adora crianças, apesar de nunca ter se imaginado sendo mãe, mas pensa que se achar a pessoa certa quem sabe ela não se empolgue com a ideia de ter uma família juntos e ouvir uma criança lhe chamando de mãe.

💚 green heart - what things make your oc feel comforted? hugs, kisses, food?

sohee é do tipo que se sente confortável seja com comidas quentes ou livros, mas principalmente com filmes de animação e de romance e se for com alguém que ela gosta do lado aí que tudo fica ainda mais lindo e perfeito para ela.

[jaywritesrps]

Os seus preferidos do legacies eram os meus também. Sempre estavam na dash e eu amava quando apareciam, amava ler tudo, até hoje vejo os fcs e lembro desses personagens, como pode um rpg com tanto personagem marcante.

Aqueles foram só os q eu lembrei na hora, depois eu lembrei do Victor, legado da Drizella Tremaine, que tinha um dos poderes mais criativos q já vi e da Heart da mod Anna, que tinha tara por facas, eu cagava de rir com ela pq as reações dela eram muito CORTEM AS CABEÇAS kkkkk Tinha o Maple boo, legado da fada madrinha, que era interesse como ele tava evoluindo pra sair da dominação da mãe, etb da relação dele e da Maddie Hatter, legado do chapeleiro louco, q eu lembrei do legado da Cinderella com o Kit, o Caelan, que toda semana eu ficava com dó dele no clube da luta pq o Random.Org sempre escolhia ele pra perder kkkkkk.

A gente acaba tendo muita lembrança boa do Legacies pq no final acabou sendo um daqueles grupos em que tava quase todo mundo focado em jogar e se divertir. É muito daquilo q os talkers sempre falam de "rpg precisa dos players jogando", e todo mundo jogava ali. E vou te falar, acho difícil aparecer algum grupo como esse, com um cartel tão grande e diversos de personagens e players ativos tão cedo pq além dos players terem dispersado muito pra temáticas diferentes, ainda tem aquela velha síndrome de protagonista que rola solta desde os primórdios da tag br, pq vamos ser sinceros, todo jogador de rp gosta de exposição e gosta de ouvir q o personagem delu é foda e tá tudo bem. A gente é meio exibicionista mesmo pq se fosse pra guardar só pra si, você escrevia fanfic.

Só q tem gente que não entende que não é competição e que se dói pq o personagem/grupo do coleguinha chama a atenção. É desse lugar ai q nasce tudo aquilo que a gente reclama de ruim na tag, como ask de hate e por ai vai. Esse sentimento de "exclusão" e de que "você não é bom o bastante" é o que faz muita gente fazer bosta por aqui. Acho q talvez seja a hora de começar a refletir no que a gente pode pode melhorar pra tentar ser mais inclusivo. Sei lá, já tô divagando demais kkkkkk

[ticklish-n-stuff]

Tickletober day #29: Magic

TODAY IS KAZUHA'S BDAY HAPPY BDAY TO THE LOVE OF MY LIFE

Ofc to celebrate I HAD to write him for this day, and since it's magic prompt I went with a rarepair and wrote KazuLyney

One of my longer fics this round, hope y'all enjoy<3

Also on ao3

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Kazuha x Lyney (gey)

Lee: Kazuha

Ler: Lyney

Warnings: Tickles!

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Kazuha could only watch in amusement as the eccentric magician took him away for a “private show” as a birthday treat, at least those were Lyney’s words. Not even this wandering samurai could tell what that troublemaker could get up to at times. Though, it just added to the excitement of what Lyney might do to him. 

“And for my next trick… I shall make a feather appear out of thin air” the magician declared proudly before reaching over Kazuha's face. A playful boop made contact with his nose, making the maple leaf enthusiast chuckle, until he saw the magician reach behind his ear, and that’s when he felt it. A soft, fluffy material that made Kazuha instantly stiffen as it brushed over the shell of his ear. 

“With just a click of a button, I managed to pull a feather out of your ear! What does the audience think?” Lyney leaned into Kazuha’s personal space. That usual, playful grin of his in its full glory. 

“Outstanding, as always” Kazuha was trying and failing to remain composed. His gaze flickering between his partner’s face and that ridiculously ticklish feather he twirled in his hand. 

“Ah, but not so fast. The show is just getting started, my dear~” a more sinister look overtook Lyney’s features as he loomed over the samurai, making Kazuha fall flat on his back. 

Oh archons, it’s really happening, isn’t it? Kazuha thought to himself as a red flush slowly rose up his face, all the way to the tips of his ears. 

Lyney let out a deep chuckle as he took place on top of Kazuha’s hips. “Don’t get too excited yet, I haven’t even started the main event~” the magician practically purred, making goosebumps rise across Kazuha’s skin. 

The samurai mentally chided himself for his extreme eagerness, but it wasn’t enough to stop a giddy smile from stretching across his lips when Lyney waved the feather in front of his face. 

“Hmm… where to begin…” Lyney pretended to think, hovering the feather over Kazuha’s neck, before bringing it over to his belly, and jumping back up to his collarbone. This teasing was really doing a number on Kazuha’s brain. He hated how needy he kept getting the longer his boyfriend teased him. 

No amount of self restraint could’ve stopped the whine that escaped Kazuha’s lips when the feather got dangerously close to his ear, but was quickly pulled away. 

“Oh? You look like you’ve got something to say” 

Suddenly, everything else in the room seemed to appear more interesting to Kazuha, as his eyes looked anywhere but at Lyney. Though, his refuge was cut short when the magician cupped his chin, forcing him to look back at him. 

“C’mon, I know you can say it. You’re a big boy, even more so now that it’s your birthday. So… tell me~” 

Kazuha really lucked out with this teasy bastard. A gulp rang through the room before he spoke up “I w-.. tic-... me…”

“Speak up, sunshine~” Lyney cupped his ear, pretending to listen closer to his partner’s words. 

This time, the samurai didn’t bother holding back a groan. Feeling a tad too impatient by the pyro user’s antics. “Just tickle me already!-” when the words registered in his brain, Kazuha froze up. Somehow, Lyney’s expression grew more sinister. 

“Oh? Such an impatient audience, tsk tsk. But a magician always delivers, so buckle up~” he brought the feather over to Kazuha’s neck, finally coming into contact with the skin, much to the anemo user’s relief. 

Kazuha’s lips wrinkled up as the ticklish sensation slowly took over his body. Despite both of them knowing how much the samurai wanted this, said wanderer was too stubborn to allow himself to laugh freely. Like hell he’d lose his composure so quickly (as if he hadn’t been whining moments prior), he was a poised samurai. He didn’t crumble from just a bit of tickling-

“Ah- Wait! Wahahait!” Well, so much for that. 

Giggles forced themselves out of Kazuha’s mouth when Lyney’s free hand started to delicately squeeze up and down his side. 

“Wait? Wait for what? I’m simply doing what you told me, silly boy~ Besides, the show must go on!” 

Kazuha swore that he could feel himself grow warmer. That tiny yet unbearable feather teasing all over his sensitive neck and Lyney’s dexterous fingers climbing up to his ribs made him want to crawl out of his skin in the best way possible. It couldn’t possibly get worse than this, right?

“Look at you, such a cute, giggly thing. Letting me tickle you as I please ‘cause you love it so much, dontcha?~ 

Oh it got so much worse… 

Watching Lyney coo at him was so distracting, he didn’t notice when the feather came up to his ear. Simultaneously, the fingers that were tormenting his ribs shot up to under his arm. 

“GYAH! WAIT- NO! LYNEHEHEHEY!” Kazuha threw his head back in loud, unrestrained laughter. It was completely different from the more soft and polite chuckles he’d normally give, and boy was Lyney relishing the sight. The usually composed samurai, all red and squealing like a ‘lil boy under him. If only he had a kamera to capture the moment… perhaps next time. 

Kazuha’s limbs went flying all over the place, the magician managing to evade them all with ease as he kept tormenting his lover’s armpit and ear. Truly diabolical, going for not one but two of his most sensitive spots. Kazuha would’ve protested, if he wasn’t too busy dying of laughter.

His torso started to ache, though in an odd way it felt pleasant. It felt good to let loose and laugh this much. Kazuha could feel his eyes go watery, his boyfriend becoming a blur. 

He was so lost in his hysterics that he didn’t realize the tickling had stopped. His boisterous laughter slowly died down, only leaving soft giggles and hiccups. A soft hand wiped away a tear of joy that rolled down his cheek, before being pressed against the magician’s chest. Kazuha was quick to nuzzle against it like a cat. Letting his body grow relaxed in his boyfriend’s hold. 

“So… how was your birthday show? I hope it lived up to the audience’s expectation” Lyney teased lightly, combing his fingers through the sweaty mess that was Kazuha’s bangs. 

The samurai looked up at the magician with a smile that could bring world peace with its mere existence. Tugging straight at Lyney’s heart.

“It did. I… I had a lot of fun…” Kazuha admitted a bit more shyly. Seeking refuge against Lyney’s chest. He could feel his heart do a flip when Lyney chuckled at the sight.

“I’m glad. Me too” they both laid in each other’s embrace, letting the silence and comfortableness of the scene wash over them. 

Then, a faint voice spoke up before Kazuha lost consciousness, saying: “Happy birthday, Kazuha”

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[blog-fitness4all]

Autor: Antonio Costa

[zihcn]

😨 FEARFUL - when scared, do they go into “flight” or “fight”? 💤 SLEEPING - do they fall asleep easily? what helps them sleep? 🍟 FRIES - do they order food often? or they prefer to cook their own food? 🍁 MAPLE LEAF - what is their favourite season? why? 🕷️ SPIDER - what is their biggest fear? do they have any irrational / mundane fears? 📣 MEGAPHONE - how loud are they? what do they speak like? got a voice claim? 🎤 MICROPHONE - are they good at singing? what is their go-to karaoke song? 🎷 SAXOPHONE - do they play any instruments? are they any good at it? 🎡 FERRIS WHEEL - are they someone who wants to kiss at the top of the ferris wheel? 💚 GREEN HEART - what things make your oc feel comforted? hugs, kisses, food?

(sou mesmo muito curiosa, sorry)

😨 FEARFUL - fight mode. 💤 SLEEPING - jihan tem uns dez anos de cansaço acumulado. onde encosta, dorme. mas ler sempre ajuda quando não consegue pegar no sono por algum motivo. 🍟 FRIES - ele prefere cozinhar. além de gostar de cozinhar, ele prefere ter mais controle sobre o que o filho come, também. mas claro que não é chato quanto a isso. rola fast-food toda semana, porque quilíbrio é a chave do sucesso. 🍁 MAPLE LEAF - verão! tudo fica mais bonito, mais vívido nessa época do ano. além de que ele fica mais confortável e mais disposto. 🕷️ SPIDER - cobras. nada contra, não deseja mal a nenhuma delas, mas quer distância mesmo. ele não aguenta nem ver foto de cobra que estremece todo. 📣 MEGAPHONE - jihan não fala alto, a menos que precise. tem um tom de voz bastante comedido e firme. voice claim é o taehyung mesmo. 🎤 MICROPHONE - não diria que é um cantor execelente, mas sua avó dizia que tinha talento. a go-to karaoke song é take on me do a-ha. 🎷 SAXOPHONE - piano e saxofone, mas faz muito tempo que não tem contato com esses instrumentos. 🎡 FERRIS WHEEL - sim, ele é ridiculamente romântico, então não importa o clichê cinematográfico, ele vai querer fazer. 💚 GREEN HEART - comida. sua mãe sempre fazia seus pratos favoritos quando sentia que ele precisava de uma dose extra de carinho. mas abraços e um bom colinho para tirar um cochilo funcionam muito bem também.

[fluffallamaful]

My brain is whirring! Based on something I used to do as a child

Dream is a big fan of Karl's nails, so sometimes he will just lay his head in Karl’s lap or he'll lay across his lap with his head in Sapnap’s, because they both play with things in their laps and he loves it. If he's in Karl’s lap only he lays there, fidgeting with his pant leg as he plays with his hair and lightly scratches his neck, ears, and face. If he's laying on both, Sapnap will scratch his head and trace his palms and arms while Karl with trace and spider along his back, sides and ribs, sometimes his tummy depending on how he's laying and he gets playful told off by Sapnap if he gets his armpits, claiming they're in his territory. Both will start it, pretending they don't know what they're doing but eventually Dream had their full attention

fgzgzhss i want this 😭

but YES this is the exact kinds of soft fluffy stuff that i’ve been thinking off 😭 just dream getting so much affection and catching up on all of the time he hadn’t been able to spend time with his friends. he just can’t get enough of back and head traces ciz it just makes him feel so loved and apart of his friend group. liek in the moment. it just makes him so content

and then it starts to tickle enough for him to giggle and he just keeps laying thereeeee 😖 coz i’m just obsessed with the hc that dream loves laughing :(( like he’d just not even fight it he’d just giggle away,, smiling so bright and blushing at any coos and teases that get thrown his way.

i feel like if he got embarrassed enough he’d start trying to bury his face into karl’s lap,, but he’d always leave his smile poking out so that they can see how happy his is. i also love imaging his lil feet tapping to try and keep himself still while 20 fingers spider all over him. and i adore the idea of karl and sap defending the territory that they’re tickling :(((( i’m going to cry

i miss him and k need him to be so happy and get so much hugs and affection from his friends

[homocausticus]

As amigas de várias faixa-etárias

Minha amiga torcedora do Maple Leafs é uma leitora voraz. Tanto que seu parceiro lhe deu um box de livros de presente que está para chegar em breve. Mas ela está vendo a segunda temporada de Interview with a vampire por meio do telegram. Ela reclamava do dilema de assistir uma série ou ler um livro. Isso me lembra a minha mãe quando vê filmes na tv ou séries ao mesmo tempo que não sente tranquila…

[italeean]

Hi, it's me again lol, I wanted to participate in your drabble event!! Would you mind writing lee aether with lers xiao and kazuha (these are my comfort characters) and I recently played aether and fell in love with him. The sentence "We’re gonna get you!" seems cool ^^

A/N: WAAAAAAHH ANONNN 🥺 I can't thank you enough for this prompt. A character I kin (Xiao) and two comfort characters?? I'm ascendinggg 💘 Anyway, the drabble came out a bit longer (I really had my fun with it lol) but I like the result, so I hope you do too. Buona lettura (Have a nice reading) 💚🤍❤�� Also, since you said 'it's me again', please use an emoji or something like that to sign yourself so it'll be easier for me to understand who I'm talking to 😅🌸 (I think I know who you are but I'm not sure, sorryyy)

Drabble Event Day 6

Aether's legs were moving as quick as they could through the Chinjou Forest, his breath was uneven and his heart was racing. Only one thought was echoing in his head. Run. A phrase resonated in the deep woods. "We're gonna get you..."

One moment he was hanging out with his friends in the inazuman forest, and the other he was being chased by the same people who were laughing along with him a couple of seconds earlier. And all of that just because of a playful poke! Weren't they exaggerating a bit?

He didn't have time to complain about whether their reaction was fair or not, he had to focus only on dashing through the trees and not get caught. But what chances did he have against a Yaksha and a samurai who knew that island better than the back of his hand?

Just when he was realizing who his ... were, a shadow jumped down from a tree and grabbed him by his shoulders, taking advantage of the surprise effect to pin him down to the ground. "I got you!" Kazuha said softly, winking at the blond and sticking his tongue out playfully.

Not even a second after, Xiao reached the two of them and straddled Aether, sitting on his knees to prevent him from kicking. He wasn't even trying to keep his grouchy attitude, for once he was smiling playfully while looking down at the poor Traveler. "So, what was that stunt you pulled earlier?" He asked while cracking his knuckles.

The blond gulped loudly and stuttered, trying to talk his way out of that predicament. "It... it was nothing serious... I j-just wanted to see you smile..!" To be honest, he had considered the chance that they would try to get him back, but he had also decided that it would've been worth it.

"That's really sweet of you to say," the wanderer cooed "we'll make sure to return the favor tenfolds." He stated while gesturing to the shorter guy to wait a second before striking. Then he brought his hands above Aether's tummy and wiggled his fingers without actually touching him.

"Aeeehehehe wahait Kazuhahahaaa thihis is unfahahair..!" The Traveler whined, giggling already. "Why are you giggling already? Can't you see that he isn't even tickling you yet?" Xiao asked directly, genuinely confused by his friend's behavior. However, the blond thought he was just teasing him, so he just arched his back and kept laughing with a faint blush on his cheeks.

"That's how sensitive he is to a gentle touch." Kazuha explained, ignoring the distressed whine coming from the adventurer "The mere sight of some wiggling fingers makes his face become as red as maple leaves in autumn. Isn't that right, Giggles?"

"Noooooohoho" the poor guy couldn't do anything but blush even harder and squeeze his eyes shut, hoping to find some sort of relief in not seeing those sneaky fingers anymore. "Not a good move for such an experienced warrior like you..." the white-haired guy commented feigning seriousness while nodding at the Yaksha "If you stay like that, you'll never know when your opponent will strike." He said with a natural tone, and at the end of the sentence twenty fingers descended on the Traveler's tummy and sides, poking, caressing and digging in the soft skin.

"Wha- nahahahahaha Ihihi wahasn't reheheadyyy ehehehehe" the yellow-eyed guy protested, only to be told that a surprise attack wasn't supposed to be announced. Kazuha was really in a mood that day, he thought.

"What's wrong, huh? Can't take what you dish out?" Xiao teased while tickling his sides, ribs and the v-line of his hips, making him buck them in a futile attempt to make him fall. "Serves you right for poking me earlier..!" He scoffed in fake anger, although the thought of the squeak he had made was still making him blush a little.

"Yohohour ehexpressiohohons ahahand squeahahahals wehere wohohorth ihihit!!" Aether said in a moment of sudden boldness, making the other two gasp. "Well, there's only a way to find out if they were really worth it." Kazuha stated while moving his hands to stretch the skin around his friend's belly button.

The Yaksha understood immediately and unleashed his tickly wrath on Aether's death spot, making him go ballistic immediately. "WAAAAHHAHAHAHAHA NAHAHAT THEHEHEHEREHEHE NOHOHOHOHO" The blond begged in vain.

The shorter guy completely ignored him. He just kept tracing the rim of the navel before dipping a finger in, wiggling his finger inside, giving quick pokes and scratch delicately at the walls as if he was trying to clean them.

For someone as ticklish as Aether, it was way too much to handle. "AAAAAAAAHHHAHAHAHA PLEHEAHAHAHSE STAHAHAHAHAHAP IHIHIT IHIHI CAHAHAN'T TAHAHAHAKEHE IHIHIT" Hearing him beg, his friends immediately let him up and helped him lean against a tree to recover from all that laughing.

"Thahat was mean... all ohof that for a lihittle poke..." the Traveler complained. "You like it and we all know it." Kazuha stated calmly as he booped his friend's nose, making him become more red than a jueyun chili.

"Aaaahh..!" The adventurer whined while hiding his face behind his hands, "Your squeals were really cute though... I don't regret anything..!"

"HAH?! As if, Yakshas don't squeal..." Xiao huffed, turning around to hide the light shade of pink that was painting his cheeks. The Traveler smirked to himself, observing his friend's ears change color, then he whispered to the wanderer "He's gonna be next, right?"

Only to see no one by his side. As soon as he realized that the white-haired guy was nowhere to be found, he heard a surprised scream, a little thump and some high-pitched giggles.

It was going to be a long day.