#rachi-roo

[elka-tradishkin]

Oh, yeah. Honestly, I was a little afraid to post it, but why not? So. I drew the artwork for a gorgeous girl whose blog I came across one of the first. I really like rachi's work, I look with interest and pleasure at the art painted with her golden pens. I read her posts with the help of a translator (because I don't know English well, lmao), but this does not prevent me from spending time with lively interest. I do not know if she will notice this, but if you are reading this, then know, honey, I just adore you and your work! You are so cool, funny, and besides, you clearly know how to win over yourself). I've been working on the art for a long time due to lack of experience (as I mentioned earlier, I'm self-taught), but this only motivates me to keep going further and develop my skills, so I assure you, these will not be the last arts and rachi, and other nice guys from here^^

@rachi-roo

[xolliwritez]

Art for the AMAZING @rachi-roo !! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH BESTIE MUAH MUAH!! You've been such a blessing to be around ixuuduxueu literally in your palms as we speak🥺

[whumpster-dumpster]

Oml in addition to your whumpee without shoes post. What about Whumpee that's been so long without shoes they struggle getting used to wearing them again.

They might struggle with how constricting the socks feel or how to tie the laces. Spending hours learning how to tie them and then how to walk normally with them on.

Or opposite, they are so happy to receive something so simple as a pair of shoes and socks that they burst into tears thanking their caretaker. 🥹

Yes, good additions!

[giggly-squiggily]

Oh, oh! Okay! Currently listening to a group called the Overtones, and the sings called 'In the still of the Night', let's go with that as the sentence starter! And I'll throw in Dazai and Chuuya cus (*^▽^)/★*☆♪

Love you, Squiggies! *kith your forehead many times* mwa~ 🩷💕🩷💕🩷

{Puffs are officially CLOSED}

EEEEK RACHI I LOVE THIS!! The song is so good? I didn't know what to expect when I looked it up but my god it's gorgeous! I've gotcha covered!

Song: In The Still Of The Night- Overtones

Chuuya didn’t show off, but he had some serious singing pipes.

“In the still of the night, I held you, I held you tight~” He sang out in a smooth melodious voice, steaming the brims of his hats the way he saw on TV. “‘Cause I love, love you so~”

He was there. Chuuya could feel eyes on him, picture the easy expression Dazai wore as he took him in. The first time he caught Chuuya singing to himself, the redhead could barely look at him.

Now…

“Promise I’ll never let you go.” He turned so his gaze found Dazai’s, something proud and soft mixing in his chest at the smitten expression he brunette wore. “In the still of the night~”

“Don’t stop on my behalf.” Dazai encouraged when Chuuya trailed off. “Keep going.”

“So demanding.” Chuuya stood, putting aside his hats as he walked over to Dazai. With barely a tug, he pulled the taller man into his arms, swaying him. “I remember that night in May, The stars were bright above~”

Dazai hummed along, his voice a low vibration beneath Chuuya’s voice. He pulled Chuuya closer, resting his head against his crown with a content sound. If he pressed his head into his chest, Chuuya was sure he’d feel Dazai’s heart racing.

“I hope and pray to keep, your precious love~”

“You already have it forever.” Dazai spoke in his hair, earning a small pinch to his side.

“Shhh, we’re getting to the good part. Well before the light, hold me again. With all of your might, in the still of the night~”

They carried on like that, Chuuya wrapped in Dazai’s arms and falling further in love with him with each sway of their feet.

He didn’t have to ask if Dazai felt the same. The soft kisses to his crown told him all he needed to know.

[flames-tstuff]

THANK YOU FOR ALL THE REBLOGS! 😭😭😭 You're such a sweetheart!!! I've been reading EVERY tag you put!

Stay awesome!!! MWUA! 😚💖

Aw yeah no problem! Sometimes I'll see someone in the community or encounter their masterlist and work my way through their writing (or at least the fandoms I'm familiar with) which then often leads me to finding hidden gems! :D

[3stq]

Woe

Potato Croquette be upon yee~

HI! XD Came here to ask if you has a sona or mayhap an oc that you wouldn't mine me drawing! Love you Essy!!! 😚💕

HALLOOO thank you for the potato croquette 😭

i have a sona 🫶🫶 i also have an oc somewhere dying in my gallery but im too lazy to find it LMFAO

here have atlas 🫶 do whatever you want with him teehee

im probably gonna make a post about atlas but not sure when LMAO

[adorkablenerd]

Oho, you're approaching me?

Get ready for my super sonic boop >:3

[rachi-roo]

Bird man re-draw!!!

Oooooooooh, I like lines! Not sure how manga artists get that solid tone, tho 🤔 Gotta LEARN stuff! 😁💕

[dailynakaharachuuya]

Hiya! Hope you're having a great day! Mayhap we can see Chuuya in a pile of puppies? 🥹 He'd be so happy! ❤️

Heaven

[originalartblog]

More tiny guests!! both requests and some I just thought of! I absolutely had to make Gab and Wells when someone asked for them

Gently handing them to you be nice to them (NO chewing)

(asks and animal choice ↓)

@fandomrouletteburrito, @rachi-roo, thank you! <3

Gab is a sea otter for: sea, floats, has special rock (island), needed friends not to lose himself, breaks open shells

Wells is a puma/cougar because of 'The Island of Doctor Moreau' by HG Wells (it's medical horror so watch out) for the puma-woman hybrid that killed Dr Moreau.

Yosano is a honey badger (please look at this video, warning for swearing) because they're metal as fuck and don't die from poison.

Atsushi. I tried to make him something else but I couldn't think of anything good and he had a whole arc about accepting the tiger. I let him have this one.

Ranpo is cat for Fukuzawa's sake (warning: this might actually make Fukuzawa explode)

Fukuzawa might hold the "lone wolf" title, but he's also the chill guy who has taken in all the other ADA members. He gets capybara'd.

Mori is a chipmunk here because we were talking about how they actually are omnivores and then I found this picture and couldn't stop laughing. Sometimes I'm shallow like that. (I'm open to suggestions for more fitting mammals with a matching Elise if you have one jhsdgfhjh)

and Sigma is a rabbit because he's nervous and jumpy yet fierce and inexplicably just has that vibe 🐇

[elka-tradishkin]

Guess what? Elka sat down at the table again, armed with a pencil and an album! Some time ago, I saw a very interesting idea in pinterest. Or rather, the pose. I'm not a professional artist by myself (seriously, I didn't even go to art school), so it's very problematic for me to draw the right Reference myself.

After the most important thing was drawn, I began to wonder who could be depicted in this pose. And I decided that this time @rachi-roo and @xolliwritez would be the test subjects (bear with me, my dears, this is how I show my love).

The fact that I was able to portray something so difficult is a small victory for me. I'm really glad because I was afraid I wouldn't make it. And I hope that my muses will notice this masterpiece.

Now about the content of the art. I changed clothes a little (a lot), just because it seemed like a good idea to me. I hope that I will be forgiven for this.

And I also feel like I won't be remembered at first. But I won't let you forget about me, eheheheheheheheh.

In general, well... I love you very much, you are so beautiful that I'm already falling (catch me).

[xolliwritez]

*pats u*

Ickle moush 🥰

Me @ you

[giggly-squiggily]

I DIDN'T KNOW IT WAS YOUR BIRTHDAY!!! WAAA!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BUDDY!!!

👏👏👏👏👏 Heres too many more to come! All the love, hugs, kisses, and tiggles for you!!! 🩷💕🩷💕🩷

AHH RACHI!!! Thank you so much!!! I appreciate it! *sends all my love and hugs*

[duckymcdoorknob]

𝓣𝓲𝓬𝓴𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓭𝓪𝔂 6: 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓼𝓮

IM BACK IN BUSINESS BABY-

I’ll be caught up in no time

— This do have tickles below the cut ngl—

TAGS: @giggly-squiggily @chrimsss @myreygn @rachi-roo

Stupid, stupid move…. Tanjiro should’ve known better than to take advice from Mr. Uzui. Now, he knows that it sounds bad, but you have to trust him. Tengen may be a legendary demon slayer, but he’s also an idiot… A big idiot who has idiotic ideas.

Currently, Tanjiro was stepping on eggshells around the butterfly mansion, trying impossibly hard to keep quiet and hidden.

What had he done?

Well, Tengen had woken up to see that his headband was missing, courtesy of Kyojuro. So, the sound pillar instructed Tanjiro with-

“Young Kamado.” The flame user’s voice boomed down a corridor.

Busted.

“You have something of mine.”

Panic rose in the young slayer as his eyes widened fearfully. Realistically, Rengoku would not harm a hair on his head, but the thought of what might happen if he was caught? Ooh, it sent shivers down the boy’s spine.

“Whaaaat? What do you mean, Mr. Rengoku?” Tanjiro feigned innocence.

“Oh? Surely you aren’t lying to me, my boy. We both know that it spells disaster…” the older male inquired.

“Psshhh, why would I lie? I don’t have anything to hide.”

“Oh yeah?” He stood with an amused smile, eyebrows cocked upward in confusion. “Is that so?”

“M-Mhm!”

“So if I were to check your pockets, I would f-“

The water user suddenly turned his head toward the nearest wall. “What’s that Mr. Uzui? You need me urgently? Oh- He turned to the hashira. “Well, duty calls haha!”

As luck would have it, Tengen appeared right next to Kyojuro, stuffing his hand into the hashira’s haori pocket. When it was retrieved, the flame pillar’s eyes slowly flicked between the two tricksters. “So, Young Kamado…” A smile graced his lips, “I would suggest you get a head start…”

“A head st- oh.” Within an instant, Tanjiro was sprinting around the mansion, sliding around corners and nearly face planting every time he did so.

The two hashira looked at each other, an unspoken code. Shortly after, Rengoku and Tengen split into two different directions. “Here comes the tickle monster!!” The flame pillar chirped.

A nervous squeak elicited from the boy’s lips. He smacked his hands over his mouth and prayed that he was not heard.

Pairs of feet passed his hiding spot multiple times… his plan was working. His fingers brushed over the stolen item in his pocket, and it made him wonder if this was all worth it?

Suddenly, the cupboard door was slammed open, causing the young slayer to yelp and lose his balance. A pair of arms kept him from hitting the floor, placing him safely on his bottom.

“What the hell did you do to piss off both Tengen and Rengoku?”

Tanjiro looked into the eyes of his savior—Sanemi— and sighed, showing him the item. “It wasn’t my idea!” he defended.

Suddenly, Rengoku appeared at the other end of the hallway.

“If you give me your tempura tonight at dinner, I’ll distract him.” Sanemi bartered.

“What?! No way!” Tanjiro whined, not thinking of his current situation.

“Suit yourself…” he cupped his hands and- “HEY, KYO! CAUGHT THE LITTLE BRAT!”

With saucer-widened eyes, the young slayer scrambled to his feet, running as fast as he could. He squeezed his eyes shut as his feet pounded against the hardwood.

He was home free, finally!

That is, until he ran into something and fell flat on his butt.

Before the water user could register, he was being scooped by his ankles and thrown over Tengen’s shoulder, being held up by his hips shortly after. He screeched as his arms came up to protect his torso.

“Aha! We caught you now, Young Kamado! Time to face the wrath of a robbed tickle monster.” The flame hashira smiled evilly as he wiggled his fingers above the boy’s torso.

“Nohohoho! Ihihihi dihihihidnt- Eep! Nohohoho!”

“I haven’t even touched you! Giggly little thing, aren’t you?”

Tanjiro’s face flushed as he giggled helplessly. He closed his eyes and hoped the threat would pass; after all, if you can’t see it, it can’t get you.

To his dismay, the threatening fingers descended onto his tummy and showed no mercy.

“Hyeheheahaha! Nohohohoho! Ihihihi dihihidnt-“

“Where is it, Tanjiro? This will all be over if you give me what’s mine!”

“Ihihi- eheheheahahaha! ihihi wohohohont tehehehell! Mihihihisteheher Uhuhuhzuihihi tohohohold mehehe tohohoho!”

“Ohhh? Mr Uzui did?” Another wordless look invited Tengen to join the fun.

Tanjiro squealed and kicked as he felt the sound pillar squeezing at his hips.

“AGH! CMOHOHOHON! NAHAHAT FAHAHAHAIR!”

“You know how to make this end!” The flame pillar cooed as he snaked his fingers up to wiggle under the boy’s arms.

The water user squirmed in Tengen’s hold as his laughter increased. “MIHIHIHISTER REHEHENGOHOHOKUKU! IHIHIHI- AYEHEHE!”

“What’s that? Where did you put it?”

“IHIHIHI- HYEAHAHAHA! IHIHIHI DOHOHONT- PFFAHEHEHE!”

“I don’t think I speak that language. Have you been studying something new with Gyomei?”

After that comment, Tanjiro was at his breaking point. Sorry, Mr Uzui, but he had made his best effort. “OKAHAHAHAY! OKAHAHHAY! IHIHIHILL TEHEHELL!! STAHAHAHAP!”

The tickling ceased, and a panting Tanjiro slid down onto the floor. Rengoku giggled a bit as he gently rubbed the boy’s shoulder. He opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by a jingling sound.

Ah, finally.

Tanjiro had reached into his pocket and was holding up the object of the hour: a small bracelet made for him by Nezuko.

“Thaaaaank you, Young Kamado,” he chirped.

“I don’t get the big hubbub about it,” the boy noted, “It’s just a bracelet my sister made.”

“And that’s precisely why it’s so special! Handmade gifts are just as important as purchased ones.” Rengoku smiled fondly as he slid the beaded bracelet onto his wrist. “Plus, I think it makes me look handsome.”

“Whatever helps you sleep at night…”

“Oh? Was that some sass that I just heard, Kyo?” Tengen’s voice cut in.

“I do believe it was, Tengen.”

Tanjiro’s eyes widened.

Uh oh…

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[3stq]

How about 12 fir the asks??? 🥰💕

12. Upper body tickles or lower body tickles?

i'd say... upper body, cause my upper body is waaaaaay more ticklish than lower body, but i do have some spots on my lower body, but they aren't as sensitive.

but i guess they're both alright, upper body my fav though!!

tysm for the ask rachiiii!!! 💗

[myreygn]

YOUR LEE ENMU FIC WAS AMAZING AND I LOVED IT SO MUCH IT WAS WONDERFUL

I gotta ask,,,, if you're up for it, could you write something with ler!Douma and lee!Akaza cuz I just know Douma is a master tickle monster and poor Akaza is so ticklish sosjjsjdhdbd thank u in advance *smooches on the cheek*

Cracks

summary: It's not often that there's room for fooling around and goofing off amongst Lord Muzan's elite troup, but every now and then, Douma likes to have a little fun. Every now and then, Akaza likes to indulge him.

an: this took me way too long and i'm really really sorry about that - i hope you like it anyway and you had wonderful holidays!

wordcount: 1705

taglist: @giggly-squiggily, @rachi-roo

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Douma was not easily entertained. Most of the things the average person would deem exciting were prone to boring him to death and more often than not he found himself zoning out during the most random times, because he was surrounded by such a lack of stimulation that it was truly astounding all by itself.

However, there were a few things that were amusing to him. Humans could be very entertaining from time to time; desperate humans and scared humans were his favorite kind. Waterfalls, waterfalls were really pretty. Bumblebees. The sheer concept of bumblebees was hysterical. His very favorite thing in the entire world though was cracking. Cracking horrible jokes. Cracking heads. Cracking his fellow Upper Moons.

Well, not all of them. There was a huge difference between making someone crack and making someone crumble, that difference mainly being who he was working with.

For example, making Kokushibo crack wasnʼt as fun as making him crumble. Kokushibo was stoic, emotionless and reserved. Seeing him explode into anger, laughter, tears, or anything of the like all of a sudden was interesting, sure, but it wasn’t fun because the buildup was too subtle to notice (even for Douma). But if you made him crumble, the slow process of Kokushibo’s walls being brought down became visible - bit by bit, brick by brick.

And then, there was the other end of the spectrum.

Douma almost felt giddy with excitement as he shuffled around in his place, watching the door with impatience. Any minute now, any minute… aha!

“Urgh, what are you doing here?” Akaza rolled his eyes the second they met Douma’s gaze, but Upper Moon Two didn’t waste any time feeling attacked by that. Within the blink of an eye he was at the shorter demon’s side, throwing an arm around his shoulders and putting his entire weight onto him. He knew Akaza could handle it, he just wanted to invade his personal space a little. Invading the personal space of others was another thing that made immortality worthwhile.

“Why, I’m here for the meeting of course. We’re both early birds today, aren’t we?”

“Do not call me that.”

Oh oh oh, Akaza was playing grumpy again. Emphasis on playing; if he were truly not in the mood for shenanigans, he would’ve pushed him away by now, or taken his head off at the very least. Douma smirked. He had a playful Akaza on his hands, what a lucky lucky day it was.

“What do you want me to call you then?”

If looks could kill… well, he’d be no more dead than before, but Akaza was certainly trying his best. Adorable.

“If you could just stop talking to me, that would be great, thanks.”

What a perfect setup. It was almost like Akaza wanted this to happen.

“Alright, let’s stop talking.”

A thing that only very very few people knew: Akaza was not immune to tomfoolery. Douma had caught him goofing around with Rui, Kaigaku and even Daki and Gyutaro several times and on rare occasions, he had even indulged in Douma’s own jabs and jokes instead of blowing up immediately.

Because blowing up, yes, that was what Akaza was known for the most amongst them, wasn’t it. And watching him blow up was charming, sure, but what Douma loved most was the thing right before the big explosion. That moment of realization when Akaza became aware of the incoming explosion and tried to stop it. The way he gave everything to not let it happen and the way it was never enough. Delicious.

Akaza flinched and his hands shot down to grab Douma’s wrists. “Don’t.”

“I’m not doing anything, Akaza-dono.” It wasn’t even a lie. Alright, maybe he had curled his fingers into the lower ranked demon’s waist just a moment ago, but right now he wasn’t doing anything. Just resting his fingers on Akaza’s sides. And despite the vice grip on his wrists, they weren’t being pulled off. Hm-hm.

A full body spasm nearly had Upper Three slip away from him when he curled his fingers again, but Douma was very skilled in using a lot of strength and making it look like nothing. In other words, holding Akaza secure with just his fingers had the added fun bonus of infuriating him. “Douma, if you don’t stop that-”

“Stop what? You’ll need to be more specific- oh, this?” He smirked when a soft yelp slipped out of Akaza’s mouth.  “Surely that’s nothing to you, Akaza-dono. I’m just stretching my hands.”

Douma carefully increased the pressure of his fingers digging into the pale flesh of his subordinate. Even though Akaza was facing away from him, his back pressed against Douma’s chest with no way to hide his trembles and flinches, Douma had a good idea what his expression looked like. He could see Akaza’s flushed neck and ears, the way he bit his cheek. And now, he just had to-

“EAH!”

Ah, yes, there it was. The crack. Akaza had such a temper, cracking him with a few cleverly, and even not so cleverly, placed comments was easy. But it also got boring very quickly and besides, this was by far the best way to make him crack. 

Douma smirked to himself as he clawed on one of his very favorite spots on Akaza’s body. Stomach never disappoints… “What is it, Akaza-dono? Too ticklish?”

“YOHOU KNOW IHIT IS- DOUMAHAHAH!”

Hell yeah he knew that. Upper Two allowed himself to giggle in glee - not that Akaza could hear him with his booming laughter filling the Infinity Castle. He wrapped an arm around the smaller demon’s torso when his struggling got too intense to hold back with just his fingers and used his free hand to continue the tickling of his stomach. Delightful.

“DOHOHOUMAHAHAHAHAH, NAHAHAHAT- TOO MUHUHUHUCH!”

“Alright, alright.” Douma carefully guided the hysterical demon to the ground when his knees got weak and took a seat on his thighs to secure him, then he immediately latched his wiggling fingers onto Akaza’s ribs so he wouldn’t get a chance to recover and slip away. The reaction was instant.

“Yohohou piece ohof- nahahahah!”

“Oh but you can handle it, can’t you?” Douma grinned down at his victim’s flushed face, making sure to give the spaces in between his ribs extra attention. Once the cracking was complete, once the dam had broken, it was nearly impossible for Akaza to compose himself or hold himself back in any way.

That applied to movement as well. Douma let out a grunt when he got kneed in the back; he actually had to put in effort to hold Akaza down, that wasn’t often the case. Maybe his tickling was just especially good today. Judging by the way Akaza was howling when he moved his hands upwards to scratch at the space between his ribs and armpits, that was the case.

“Nahahahahat thehehehere! Yohou ahahahahass!”

“I don’t think you want to insult me right now.” Douma smirked and grabbed one of Akaza’s wrists, surprising him enough to pull it up and dig into his armpit. “I know thinking can be a hard thing to do for you, but that’s really not smart.”

Akaza shrieked and nearly threw Douma off with how hard he was bucking. “GEAHAHAHAH- GEHEHEHEHET OHOUT OF THEHEHEHERE! NAHAHAHAT THERE, DOHOUMAHAHAHAH!”

“Man, you’re really difficult today.” Douma mock-sighed and stayed at the spot a little longer before scribbling Akaza’s stomach and quickly moved on to squeeze his hips instead when the trapped demon let out a sound close to a sob. “Not here, not there… how about here?”

The hips still had Akaza giggling like crazy, but he was not nearly as hysterical as he had been before. Douma couldn’t help but smile a bit. “You look nice like this, Akaza-dono. With your face so flushed.”

The blush only intensified and Akaza even tried to hide his face - unsuccessful. “Sh-shuhuhut uhu- EEK!”

“Was that a squeak?” Douma let out an evil chuckle. “Then I guess that’s my sign.”

“Yohour sign to wha- Douma, no, nononono, do nAHAHAHAHAH- DOUMAHAHAHAHAH, FUHUHUHUCKIHING HEHEHELL!” Hysterical couldn’t even begin to describe it. Akaza threw his head back, cackling and howling and squealing all at once, even a snort breaking throw here and there; his back arched and he twisted around to try and avoid the horribly ticklish fingers scribbling over his stripes with the lightness of a feather. 

Upper Two smirked - he was barely touching Akaza, yet had him in stitches anyway. He had been avoiding the tattoos, these absolute platinum tickle spots on his subordinate’s already sensitive body, as much as possible to save the best for last. And the best it truly was. He watched in awe how tears of laughter spilled down Akaza’s flushed cheeks. That meant he would soon-

“DOHOHOUMAHAHAHAH, PLEHEHEHEHEASE!”

Yup, there it was. Playful or not, if he started begging it meant that Akaza had truly reached his limits. Douma gave the stripe he was tormenting one last scratch, then he took his hands off and stood up, giving him some space to recover.

Being a demon and all, that recovery only took Akaza about two seconds and Douma couldn’t even react when the smaller demon jumped up and pounced on him, glaring down at him from where he was crouched on Douma’s chest. “You!”

“Me?” Upper Two didn’t let the sudden attack wash off his smile. It was a genuine smile for once - this little encounter had significantly heightened his mood and despite the scowl on Akaza’s face, he could tell he felt the same.

The sound of Nakime’s biwa in the distance and the following bickering of two voices from next door notified them of the arrival of Daki and Gyutaro and Akaza seemed to consider his next move for a moment, then he snarled and got up. “I’ll get you back, jerk.”

Douma only grinned at the threat and sat up when the siblings entered the room so as to not tip them off that something unusual had happened. If he was feeling a little excited at the prospect of more goofing around with Akaza, that was their business alone, and if he caught Akaza cracking a smile as he turned away, no one needed to know.