#playfighting

[giggly-squiggily]

I hope it’s okay to request Romantic!Reader and Mitsuya for the event🥹 A hc where reader is brattier and more playful than usual, Mitsuya shows them the mighty power of a twin dragon until reader admits defeat, smth along those lines ueheuehehehe

(Headcanons to Dabbles: OFFICIALLY CLOSED)

Jkarjkejrjkakjeajkerkje I had too much fun with this one akjrkjaejkrejk God I love Mitsuya so much- he is a GEM! I've gotcha covered, anon!

“What are you- ah, stop!” Mitsuya jerked, arching when you dragged your finger down his spine once more. “I’m trying to work!”

“Oo, stop, I’m Mitsuya- I’m working~” You teased him, grinning as you ran your finger back up again, making him twitch with a muffled giggle. “Oo, my back is soooo sore after I hunch over my desk all morning- I hope my partner gives me a massage after, ooooo~”

“Ahehaa, is thahaht what this ihihis? Mohohotivation to sihihit up- GOTCHA!” He cried, twisting around and catching your hand. “There. Try to do that now, you brat.”

You only smiled, bringing up your other hand and pinching his side.

“AH! You son of a- come here!” He cried, throwing himself at you. The two of you wrestled into the couch, your shrieks delighted and challenging as you tugged at his hair and fake bit his shoulders. “You wanna play with a twin dragon? Bring it on!”

“Not much of a power house without your other half!” You cried back, giggling the entire time as you poked at his ribs. You went to pinch his nipples when he suddenly grabbed your sides, squeezing and tickling. “Ehehehheeh! Sthahahap, shthahahhap! Gehahahahaha, Mihihihihitsuuhuhuhuya!”

“Take that back, you brat! Take it back!” He growled playfully, snickering as you thrashed and squealed beneath him. “Who’s not much of a power house now? Huh? Say it again!”

“Yohoohohou ahahhahahre! Yoohohohou’re stihiihihll whehahahhak!” You cried back, your laughter shooting up an octave when he attacked your stomach. “Nohohohohoo nohohohot thehehehehehhere!”

“Still weak, huh? You’re really asking for it now!” He adjusted his grip so he could bend over, shoving up your shirt with twinkling eyes. “Last chance to take it back.”

You responded by flipping him the bird. He snorted before taking a deep breath. Seconds later, you were in shambles.

“AHH AEHAHHAHHAHA! OHOHOHOKAY OHOHOHOKAY STAHHAHAP!” You cried as he blew a massive raspberry into your skin, grabbing at his shoulders. “YOHOOHUR STROOHOOHNG! YOHOHOHUR STROHOHOHNG AND YOHOHOHUR HOHOHOT!”

“Oo, I’m hot too! I got a bonus out of all this.” He cackled against your skin, giving you one last ticklish bite before sitting up and fixing your shirt. He reached out and traced your hot face, admiring your breathless smile. “And you were wrong earlier. I’m not without my other half. I’m looking at them right now.”

You felt your face warm and your heart race. He smirked, annoyingly smug at your reaction.

You stuck your finger in his nose in response, setting off another round of play fighting between you two.

[horizonspurple]

Playfighting

We are laying in bed. You on your back, me on my side with my head on your chest. My fingers trailing over your chest and your hand running through my hair. You feel me start to stir, unable to contain my energy and lay still for much longer. As you turn your face to look down at me, you see the smirk on my face. In a swift motion I sit up and swing my leg over you. Now sitting on top of you, I grab your wrists and pin them down besides your head. 'Haha got ya!', I exclaim as I proudly look down at you. You roll your eyes at me but can't stop a smile from forming on your face. 'Yes, you got me. Wow you're so strong', you say as look me up and down. 'You didn't expect that, did you? There's no way you'll get out until I let you', I say teasingly, leaning forward a bit to press your wrists down more. Teasing you might not have been my best idea, but I'm feeling feisty. 

You try to press your arms up in a weak attempt to free yourself. 'Oh no! You've really got me stuck here', you say melodramatically as you let your arms fall back down on the bed, earning a chuckle from me. You watch me as I try to shuffle your hands above your head so I can grab them with one hand. My hands are too small to hold both of yours but you just let me have my moment and let me hold them together. As soon as I have one free hand I start to tickle your tummy. You start wiggling around on the bed, trying to contain your laughter. Then suddenly you lift your hands and throw me off balance, grabbing the hand that was holding you down and swiftly sitting up. While I am still trying to gather what just happened, you reach for my other hand and hold our hands against your chest. 'Is that all you've got?', you smirk. 

With you sitting up, our faces are now about the same height. I lean forward and kiss you gently on your lips. One kiss doesn't seem to be enough for you as you lean back in and our lips meet again. What you didn't know is this was my plan to get you distracted again. I feel your grip on my hands loosen as you lose yourself in the kiss and take that chance to throw my weight against your chest and try to push you back down. However, you saw this coming and to my surprise you duck to the side making me fall over onto the bed, earning a surprised yelp from me. As I land face down on the bed, you roll out from underneath me and reach one hand towards my wrist to pin me down as the other hand smacks me hard on my ass. I let out a surprised whimper as you position yourself on top of me, pressing me down with your weight. 'Not such a big mouth now, huh, little bug', you whisper in my ear as I feel your hand reach under me and grab my boob. 

I try to wiggle myself out from underneath you but you just press yourself down a little more. The fear starts to creep up on me as you let out a low growl and I feel you start to move your hips. I can feel something harden in your pants as you grind your hips against my ass, your hand still grabbing at my boob. 'Please, I was just trying to play', I try to plead with you, still struggling against your grip on me. 'Oh I know, little bug. And play is what we will do', you grunt in my ear as you tease my nipple. 'You got me so worked up. Looks like you're gonna help me get off now as well, darling. Wasn't that what you wanted all along?', your voice so teasingly sweet as you murmur those words to me. I can feel your hand let go of my boob and slide down underneath my skirt, slip my panties to the side and push two fingers inside me. I gasp at the sudden sensation and hear you mumble something about my wetness as you move your fingers in and out of my tight pussy. 

I whimper and resist against you pinning me down but I can tell it's just making you more turned on as I feel your fingers pick up speed inside of me and your bulge grind against my ass a little harder. 'Now, are you gonna be a good girl and take it for me, hmm?' You reach your hand down to free your hard cock from your pants. 'Please let go of me', I whisper, my lower lip trembling a little. My head sharply gets pulled up as you grab a handful of hair and pull it back to make me look at you. 'That's not what I want to hear. Try again.' I whimper and mumble a quiet 'yes sir' as I feel the tip of your cock slide across my pussy. 'That's more like it', you mumble in my ear before releasing my hair and thrusting your hard cock deep in to my pussy. A cry escapes my mouth as I feel every inch of your thick cock fill me up. You swiftly pick up the pace of your thrusts, stretching my pussy as I moan and whimper underneath you. My brain turning to mush at the intense stimulation.

In a split second you pull out and grab me by the hips, flipping me over onto my back. I yelp in surprise as you quickly crawl on top of me, spreading my thighs with your big hands and immediatly thrusting deep into me again. 'Oh you didn't think I was done yet, did you?', you say with a grin on your face as you hover over me and fuck me deep in missionary. I can't help but moan and tilt my head back as you pound into me. You grab my chin with one hand and tilt my head back to face you. 'No no darling, I want you to look me in the eyes as I cum deep inside of you.' 'N-no please', I whimper but it's too late. You make one last hard thrust all the way inside my pussy as I feel your cock start to twitch, shooting your cum deep inside of me. You rub my bottom lip with your thumb as a tear rolls down my cheek, a small release as I take in everything that just happened. 'That's it, you did so good for me', you say and you plant a kiss on my forehead. We get ourselves cleaned up and move back into our cuddling position as we talk about our experience and reassure eachother.

[gay-poet-gabriel]

Hi Johnny blorbo anon here 😈😈

Could you possibly draw him like play fighting or smth 😻😻😻😻

Ily pooks 😋😋

ily2 anonymous pookie wookie but yknowwww

play fighting with who???? help me out here

anyway i just drew ponyboy

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[one-time-i-dreamt]

Me and my sister were playfighting as I was trying to warm up some pizza in the microwave. Things got out of hand and she ended up burning a plastic water bottle in said microwave.

When I decided to stop being angry and make up, I tried to speak but could only mumble, and so could she.

[transfagism]

i want to playfight with him, where we start out teasing each other and then pushing each and suddenly we’re wrestling with each other, and he’s bigger and stronger than me so of course he’s winning, and as he tries to pin me down we both get more and more aggressive until he eventually pins me down by straddling me and grabbing me by my wrists, and soon enough we’re not even wrestling anymore, he’s just grinding his hips into mine and watching me squirm underneath him 😵‍💫

[shyblondelee]

the way that I would die for some feet holds and teasy /light twords on my bed rn is not fair.

*please someone tword playfight w me:(*

[giggly-squiggily]

im feeling a little bit sad today 🥺🥺🥺 :(((((

i remember i told u this hc before

like kuni and reader tck fight on the couch or smth i forgor

can i request a fic of this hc pls :)

Hey friend! Sorry for the incredibly late reply with this one- life and other fun stuff happened. 😅 Anyway- Kunigami is an absolute delight, and after many moons, I've gotcha covered! :D I hope you like it!

Cloud 9 (Taglist Peeps):

@ticklish-n-stuff @cupcake-spice13 @chibisstuff @imjusthere07 @riisada

The smell of Kunigami’s body wash found you first before his hands.

“AHH!” You squealed in surprise when he wrapped them around your torso, fingers dancing against your sides and his face pressing into the crook of your neck. “Nohohohohoho, Kuhuuhuni!”

“Who’s Kuni? I’m the tickle hero- and I’ve come to fix a certain someone’s smile after they’ve been sitting here sad all day!” He growled into your skin, laughing as you thrashed and kicked against the cushions of the couch. “You look just like my target- lemme just make sure~”

“Aheahahhahaha, yohohohohou jeeheheherk! Gehahahahaha, stahahhap!” You cried, the dull ache in your chest starting to ease some with each flick of his fingers. It was true you’ve been feeling rather down as of late- the week had been a rough one and today no better. You should have known the ginger would come around.

Maybe that’s why you chose the couch instead of your room…

“Never! I’ll fight off the sadness within you until you’re happy once more-whoa!” Kunigami yelped when you suddenly jerked forward, bringing him halfway over the couch in your fits of giggles. Seeing your chance, you quickly grabbed him by the shirt to pull him over entirely. “Wait, hohohld on! (Y/N)-”

“Tickle hero, eh?” You grinned once you had the upper hand, scratching playfully into his belly and sides. “Well, call me the tickle villain- I’m gonna make you wish you never entered my domain!”

“Gehahahha! Whahahait nohohoho! Pleahhahahase!” The ginger cried out, unable to really fight back in his awkward position. Trapped upside down- all he could do was grab at your hands dancing along his weak spots. “Spahaahhare mehehehehe!”

“Never!” You giggled in glee, focusing your efforts onto the bad spots along the sides of his stomach. They always make him snort like a pig, and today was no different. “That’s right- laugh for me!”

“Aheahahaha! Zhggggzz! Noohohohohoho-zhhhght! Ehahahhhaha!” Kunigami cried, cheeks reddening and eyes squeezed shut as he tried to wriggle off the couch. Alas, it was no use- you managed to keep him trapped. “Whahahahit wahhahait tihihihme ohohohout! My ehheahahahahahd huhuhuhurts!”

You paused, pulling your hands back at his cry. Kunigami managed to sit up, rubbing his forehead with a small sigh. “You good?” You asked after a few minutes.

“Yeah…come here!” He twisted, grabbing you and pulling you back into his chest as he resumed tickling. You cried in shock, laughing almost immediately when his hands found the terrible spots along the back of your ribs and shoulders. “Gotcha now! Take this! Tickle tickle tickle!”

“Geahhahahahahahahahha! Oohohohoh yohoohohu dahhahahahang hehehehero! Gehahahahaha, noohohooho my ehehehehevil plahahhahhaans!” You mock cried through your laughter, your will to fight fading with each press of his fingers. “Iihihihihih’m mehehehelting! I’m mehehehehelting!”

“What are you- a tickle villain or a tickle witch?” He asked, cackling at your dramatics. He stopped his tickles, watching you fake die on the couch. Twitching limbs and groans and all. “Take that, you dastardly tickle villain witch person- I don’t really know anymore!”

You laid still, folding your hands over your chest and titling your head up. Kunigami snickered as he leaned down, inches from your lips.

“And now- I, the tickle hero- shall awake my beloved with a kiss.” He was about to do so when you suddenly shot your hand up, catching his nose between two fingers and squeezing. “Oh no!” He cried, voice nasally and squeaky.

Bursting into laughter, you released him. He made a dramatic gasp for air before looking at you once more, smiling at your giggle fits. “That’s more like it. I was wondering when my sidekick was gonna come back.”

“Whohoho you calling your sidekick? I’m your rival and your love interest.” You smirked, taking his hand and squeezing it. “But really- thank you for saving me, hero. I was caught up in my feelings.”

“Heh, anytime.” He blushed, not used to such sincere thanks. You grinned as you pulled him down against you, wrapping your arms around his broad shoulders and a leg over his waist. “Whoa there- don’t you think this couch is a little small to cuddle on?”

“Shhh- I’m thinking of my next evil scheme.” You hushed him gently, combing your fingers through his fluffy locks like you were stroking a cat. Against you, he laughed, body shaking with mirth. “Next time I’ll be sure to use penguins. They always come through.”

"I’m sure they do.” He smiled against your chest, closing his eyes as you played with his hair. “Maybe…maybe I’ll become a penguin..”

“You’d be a cute one.” You giggled, finding him falling asleep against you. “Of course, you already are.

Thanks for reading!

[0luna123]

Normalise playfighting in fanfics

[bluegiragi]

new moon (part 1)

early access + nsfw on patreon

[mellosdrawings]

Mama and papa were fighting 😦

Yeah I had them fighting once too,

And Vil and Jamil too,

(He stares at you like that coz he wants to-)

But DAMN Leona and Jamil just keep fighting ALL THE TIME!!! (AND I TOOK NO SCREENSHOT so here are old doodles instead)

[domwitch]

Strong bf who loves playfighting and ends up pinning you down, but he suddenly hesitates. "What's wrong puppy? Don't know what to do now that you're in control?" You grind your hips up into his, making him groan, his face growing warm. "You're so sweet, even though you're bigger and stronger than me you still know who's really in charge ❤️❤️❤️"

[callrings]

give me a call if you ever get lonely, I’ll be like one of your girls

[skitskatdacat63]

(ty to @rt3nenbaum for the clip :D)

[stealingyourbones]

Submitted Prompts #144

*shakes a bag of bird skulls I found in the woodsI and places it on your desk like it's a bag of gold*

I had an idea:

What if the Fenton parents are, in fact very competent Hunters, but they love their children more than their work?

Say the first shot Maddie ever fired at Phanton actually lands, and the scream he makes sounds too much like Danny's voice, to a point even with any ghostly distortion, his own still recognizes the voice.

I can see her pulling Jack to the side, making a ruckus about how the "darn ghost got away just as her blaster ran out of juice". Mostly as a way to get Danny her darling son to leave and go somewhere safe, while his parents have a whole breakdown in the GAV about their dead son.

And so begins the stealthy studies on how Phantom's "human disguise" works, the Revelation of Horrible Truth, keeping tabs on Danny's growth and revising their whole attitude on Ghosts to account for the fact that Danny himself is, at least in some part, a Ghost himself, but all he's done is live his life (and be the little hero Mom always said he'd grow up to be).

Jazz stumbles across his secret and is immediately pulled aside to join the secret "Protect the Baby Ghost" family group chat.

"And what about all the times they shot at him in canon" I hear you ask?

They're damn good shots, but while Maddie can train herself to aim just so that the shot misses just enough it looks like Phantom dodged it, Jack has the Fenton Bazooka outfitted with a tracking HUD that purposely fails to hit everyone's favorite Ghost Boy.

Danny picks up on that, but not on the fact that They Know.

And so begins the single most convoluted training arc ever.

Next time Skulker's in town, Phantom has become untouchable. Not a single shot or electrified net reaches it's target.

(The electrified weapons in particular send the Fentons into a rage when Sam and Tucker finally can't keep hiding it, and come clean about what happened, since the Fentons have proven themselves to be trustworthy)

When Red Huntress comes about, and Valerie Grey becomes barely a distant acquaintance after having only just now started becoming more than a friend, and with the GIW sniffing about, Maddie and Jack pull Danny to sit between them and finally tell him they know, and they want to prove that they'll love him just as much as before, whether Human or Ghost.

Danny breaks down in the safety of his family's love, and takes some time off as Phantom to help his parents establish a proper line of communication with the Ancients, considering they've kinda adopted themselves into the roles of Aunts and Uncles towards their little Ghostling.

Which is a good thing, because in Phantom's absence the GIW make a giant spectacle of destroying several houses while chasing some blob ghosts. They're chased out of town by brick, stone and metal bat.

Next time Red Huntress actually manages to hurt Danny, the Fentons pack up and leave. The Portal can be transported somewhere else. It can be rebuilt.

Their baby boy can't be rebuilt, no matter how much he likes to be a little shit and ignore Reality to quote Shakespeare at his own head (thank you Mr Lancer, for not giving up on him) or "give them a hand".

As Fenton takes the last tour of Amity, Phantom disappears. The Protal has been left seemingly unguarded.

The Ghosts decide to have one last hurrah in Anity Park before Danny closes the Portal, as per their deal. They won't hurt anyone, just cause chaos, but in return Phantom won't stop them. It's not like poor Red has the energy to chase them down, now that she's been "upgraded" into Amity's sole defender (the one time Lancer compares her new lack of sleep to Danny's, horrifying pieces start lining up too well in her mind)

The Fentons move out. Into a quiet farm neighbouring the land that belongs to the delightful couple that are the Kents, and their darling son, little Clark, who stares at Danny mildly horrified whenever he comes by to babysit, or help out with fixing the stubborn tractor. One day under Danny's clever hands, and Jonathan Kent's eagle-eyed gaze, and that damned tractor has never worked so well before. The boy's alright in the old man's eyes, and he makes sure they kid knows it.

After quiet rooftop admissions of one small boy's growing powers (I know Adult Clark is a brick house of a man, but what if he was a little twig while young) and the reveal of Something More Than Human from his honorary older brother, the course of Time sets into it's best version, and an Old Clock smiles, as Superman rises, only to be scolded by Spectre for recklessness.

(Dunno how well it came across, but I'm envisioning Valerie's feelings towards Danny to go from bitter resignation because she " had to" push him away, to horrified despair when the truth starts falling into place. He's her "the one that got away". And it's not like she gave him much of a reason to trust her with his secrets.

Maybe older and wiser Red Huntress gets invited to the Justice League, and has to deal with not just Fenton, but also Phantom flirting with her, after a good long conversation on how dumb they both were as kids, and a mutual vow of "I think I can do better now, and I want to prove it to you")

[blakedotpng]

Father daughter bonding time

edit: Okay tumblr totally screwed the quality heres some close ups

[cakesmelons]

I want more young Dream and Nightmare teasing each other and being playful. I want more of them acting like that. Where they just tease the fuck out of the other.

I wanted to draw more but it's 2 am 😔

Anyway here's some of the shit I feel like they've said to each other :

"Wow brother, couldn't even catch a simple squirrel?"

"Poison Ivy? I thought you knew this forest like the back of your hand? Must've been looking at that poison ivy on your hand."

"How could you fall out a tree?! We climb them all the time!"