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yuna542 · 1 year

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Connected (OT8 x reader)

Part 7<-

Part 8

Pairing: Chan x reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Angst

Warnings: 18+, Smut, under 18 DNI!, Suggestive Themes, Swearing, unprotected sex (just don‘t), daddy kink, praising, pet names

Word Count: 3.8k

(Had to reupload this part, cause Tumblr wouldn’t let me edit it)

Note: Here you go, you thirsty little creatures! God I love my readers xD hope you like my twisted little fantasies. I love reading all your comments and requests. Also suddenly I‘m married to several people because of this story. So thank you… I guess ~much love!

On your first day of your new job as the personal manager of Stray Kids, you didn't expect to be standing in front of the man you made out with last night in a club. But it soon becomes clear that the Stray Kids don't just want you as their manager.

Will this passionate arrangement end your career?

"Did you see that, hyung? That asshole just wanted to get into her pants!", Seungmin snapped as Mr. Jang left the room.

You were still packing up your things and waiting for someone to pick you up to be taken outside. As soon as you had been alone, Seungmin had jumped up and his suppressed anger had just poured out of his eyes.

"It's okay, guys. He will fund your project and that's the most important thing", you dismissed it and shoved your Ipad into your bag. You were just tired and disgusted. But you had reached your goal and that's what you were here for.

Briefly, you looked at the card in your hand, which had the rich man's number on it. But before you could put it into your bag, Chan snatched it out of your hand.

"No way! We'll get the money anyway. You won't sell yourself for it!", he said, and now the friendly mask fell. You only now noticed how angry he really was.

His hand was clenched into a fist and his jawline twitched tensely as he had to restrain himself from smashing any of the ugly decorations in the room into a thousand pieces. Chan was incredibly intimidating when he was angry, you just realised.

"Maybe he really just wants to drink coffee and talk about business", you tried to calm him down, but Chan shook his head and his eyes shot lightning bolts. That protective side to them both made your heart flutter.

"Didn't you see him staring at your tits the whole time? He wants you naked in his bed, nothing else", Chan spat out and you couldn't help but stare at him. His muscles tensed dangerously under his shirt as he tore up the card and threw it emphatically into the trash can right next to the desk. He was incredibly sexy when he was angry, and that realisation was a bit strange.

Seungmin also ran a tense hand through his hair and growled: "That fucker... I would have loved to punch that asshole in the face when he stared at you so greedily."

"Let's just get out of here", you said, now that you were getting heated by their protective presence. The way the guys cared about you was way too attractive and you automatically imagined Seungmin choking your neck with his bare hands instead of the back of the chair and immediately your knees went weak.

On the way back, Seungmin's hand was on your thigh again, only this time not gently and lovingly. His grip was harsh and he grabbed your inner thigh so tightly throughout the ride that it made you dizzy.

Only when you got out of the Uber you could breathe a sigh of relief. His fingers had left red marks on your leg. as well as a burning sensation in your lower abdomen.

Just as you walked through the entrance of the JYP building, you got a call from one of the company's executives.

Nervously, you answered the phone and indicated to the guys with a wave to go ahead without you.

"Good afternoon, Ms. Y/L/N. We already heard that the conversation with Mr. Jang went very well."

The older woman's voice was unfamiliar to you, but you knew exactly who she was. Mrs. Chung was a very big deal at JYP and mainly handled the hiring and matters of the staff, as well as all social media matters.

„Yes. He even plans to fund more projects as well", you said, stopping in front of the elevator so you could speak in peace.

"That sounds like a big success. Very good! But I'm actually calling about something else. Could you come to my office on floor three?"

Your heart slipped into your pants and you nodded until you remembered that she couldn't see you.

„I'm already in the building. I'm on my way", you said and by then she had hung up.

You went up to the third floor, your heart pounding, unable to imagine what she wanted to discuss with you.

In front of the office you took a deep breath and knocked. Immediately you were called in and the woman, who reminded you strongly of a librarian with her kind eyes and pinned up hair, smiled delightedly.

So it couldn't be anything too bad, could it?

After a brief greeting, she offered you to sit down. She closed the laptop that was in front of her and folded her arms on the table. Then she pushed her black glasses on her head and said:

"Have you settled in well with us yet?"

"Yes. I really like it a lot."

"That's nice. I hear you're a great asset to Stray Kids. There haven't been any problems since you've been here."

„I try my best!", you assured her, almost bursting with curiosity by now.

"Were there many problems before?", you asked curiously and she chuckled slightly.

You know the boys by now. So far no one has been able to tame them...“

She sighed like an overworked mother and shook her head.

"I saw that you're a talented dancer and have done a stream about that with Hyunjin“, she began then and you restlessly kneaded your hands in your lap.

"I'm very sorry if I wasn't allowed to do that... We thought the fans would like it."

Quickly, Mrs. Chung waved a hand in the air as if to scare away the misunderstanding like an insect.

"Oh it did! We had four times the number of viewers and got many new followers in addition just because of the stream. Also the little private moments in the videos and vlogs that go viral between you and the guys inspires speculation. That polarizes and brings attention. It's beneficial for JYP and Stray Kids as long as it doesn't get too much."

The last sentence was accompanied by a warning look and you pressed your lips together.

"Understood."

Of course, they were going to use the attention you brought them. Obviously, it was your luck that the fans reacted so positively to you and shipped you with the guys rather than hating you.

"But that's not the point at all. Bang Chan approached us with a request and we decided to give you a platform."

"What?"

Completely irritated, you clawed at the tabletop.

"You are allowed to upload streams or dance covers as part of JYP and Stray Kids, if you want to. It's really important to us to promote talent."

She pulled out a sheet of paper and placed it in front of you with a pen. It had your name written on it, and it was actually an employment contract. You could hardly believe your luck. This had always been your dream.

What had Chan done now? How did he know that you always wanted to share your talent with the world? This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"If you sign the contract, we'll cover all the costs for future projects."

"Projects?"

You were starting to feel stupid for all the questions, but it was too surreal to believe.

"The fans want to see more of you. So we're giving it to them. JYP gets 30 percent of the revenue, and in exchange you get to publish through the official channel, as well as your own JYP Instagram account that we give you. What you do with that is up to you. However, it must not affect your work as the manager of Stray Kids.“

Now you were speechless.

"Are we agreed?", she asked with an amused smile.

"Yes, thank you very much. I don't even know what to say", you said, unable to suppress the wide smile.

"Don't thank us. Bang Chan brought it up to us and pointed out what an advantage you would be to JYP entertainment if you were allowed to show your face. And of course your skills."

This man always managed to surprise you. Without further ado, you signed the contract and clarified a few more questions. You would receive access to your account in the next few days and if you wanted to release a dance cover, you simply had to send the video to Mrs. Chung and she would publish it on the official JYP Entertainment YouTube channel.

Completely flabbergasted, you walked out of the room and without another thought, your legs carried you to Chans studio. Your heart almost burst with joy and you pushed the door open without knocking.

You couldn't wait, you had to see him and thank him. Actually, you had no idea what you were about to do. Your mind went blank and you just wanted to see his face.

Alarmed, he jumped up from his chair. He was working on a beat again and looked at you in amazement when you just came rushing into the room.

"Y/N? Are you all right?", he asked, unable to get another word out as you had already thrown yourself at him. He stumbled back a few steps as he caught you, but then held you tightly as you pressed your lips wildly to his.

The kiss was messy and you pulled his body closer to yours. Immediately his hands were on your hips and even though you completely surprised him, he kissed you back with the same intensity.

Your hands wandered into his hair, running through his curls and tugging lightly on them. His cinnamon-y smell mixed with his spicy cologne completely filled your perception and you immediately wanted more.

When you broke away from him, he looked at you like a deer in headlights.

"What was that for?", he asked with a puzzled look on his face, not letting go of you.

You clasped your hands in his neck and he warmed as you looked at him through your thick lashes with those sparkling eyes.

"I just went to Mrs Chung.... Why are you always so damn nice to me?", you asked desperately, pressing your body against his.

You could feel his strong torso against your chest and wanted to explore each of his muscles with your fingers.

He enjoyed your body heat and casually let his fingers brush over the thin fabric of your dress.

"Because you deserve it."

"Channie this has always been my dream. To dance and show it to the world.... How did you know?"

An embarrassed laugh escaped him, and his dimples charmed you all over again.

"Hyunjin told me how good you are at dancing, Felix and Jeongin came up with the idea. I just made it happen."

You realized once again how lucky you were to have gotten this job. To meet the boys who made your life so much better.

He dreamily examined your body and enjoyed how you trembled under his touch.

All day long he had wanted to tear your dress off and when the rich asshole had stared at you so lustfully, he would have loved to fuck you on his desk in front of his eyes so that the guy would understand who owned you and what he would never get.

These extreme thoughts had surprised him himself, but when you were around, he just couldn't help himself.

"I want to show you how grateful I am", you suddenly said then, pulling him closer by his belt.

Chan watched your expression as you seductively bit your lower lip and undid his belt buckle. It was too much for him.

Your dress hugged your breasts perfectly and your pretty face, with intense eyes gave him the rest. Before he could stop you, you pressed your lips on his again, sliding your tongue into his mouth and he jumped at it like a needy puppy.

Your fingers undid the buttons of his shirt so quickly that he exhaled loudly as your cool fingers suddenly stroked his bare abs.

He hadn't expected you to be so boisterous and dominant, and it only fueled his lust for you even more.

While you slowly slide to your knees, you spread kisses all over his firm abs and his skin tasted addicting. It tasted deliciously sweet and savory at the same time.

Immediately he threw his head back and enjoyed every touch of your full lips on his skin. When he managed to look at you again, something exploded in his head.

You on your knees, in that tight dress, looking at him through your thick lashes with that greedy look on your pretty face, made his length in his pants become painfully hard and by now he couldn't stand the friction against the fabric of his pants.

"Really? Here? With me?", escaped him and you smiled such a beautiful smile that he had to control himself not to bend you over his table immediately.

"As the leader, you have the right to claim me first."

'I'm the first of us?", he asked with a calm rasp, in his voice. You nodded and stuck your fingers in his waistband.

"The first to fuck me. I want you to be."

"God…“

That sentence with your soft voice was enough to make his impatience win.

"Shit, babe I can't wait", he hissed as you pulled down his pants.

He grabbed you by the sides to drag you back up to him. Even though he would have loved to feel your lips around his hard cock, by now he was sure he wouldn't last that long.

He lifted you onto the edge of the table with ease. He pushed your legs apart and pulled you closer again by your face before kissing you.

The kiss was more sensual and deeper than anything you had experienced before and you melted in his firm grip.

He slid your dress over your hips and then took it off completely. Briefly, he took a few seconds to just look at you.

"Fuck... You're so fucking beautiful."

His voice deepened with each word and the excitement in his eyes gave you goosebumps.

Immediately he kissed your neck, sucked on it and cupped your breasts with his big hands until you whimpered with desire.

He looked up at you and put a hand on the clasp of your bra.

"May I?"

You nodded, your head already spinning and he was still the respectful gentleman. With a tight smile from him, your bra landed somewhere in the room and he took one of your nipples into his mouth.

He kneaded your other breast until you couldn't take it anymore and rubbed your soaked core against the bulge in his boxers.

He let his fingers brush over the wet spot in your panties and expelled his hot breath against your skin.

"You're going to keep that pretty mouth shut. Understood? Otherwise we will be caught."

He pulled back, looking at you nod furiously.

You were still at the company and if you would get caught, you would probably loose your job and Chan would be in big trouble.

Unfortunately that risk made it even more exiting.

He turned you around, pushed carelessly his holy laptop and the recording equipment away and bent you over his desk in one swift motion. Slowly he circled your clothed clit with his thumb, what made you whimper underneath him.

"Fuck you're so soaked...“

He grabbed the flesh of your asscheek with one hand and pushed his thumb even harder onto your clit.

Immediately you moaned and arched your back.

"What did I say?", he questioned, covering your mouth with one hand and bluntly pulled your panties to the side pumping his finger into you making you gasp against his hand. Electric shocks pierced your body with each reentry of his finger.

"Already this loud with just a finger? How am I going to fuck you?", he groaned into your ear.

His raspy voice sent chills down your spine, you've never seen this side of him before. So dark and dominant. It made you even more aroused.

"Channie, please...", you whimpered with your fingernails digging into his desk.

"Do you want me to fuck you, babygirl? Say it!"

His demanding tone made you squirm and you pushed your throbbing core at him.

"Yes, please. Fuck me, Channie!"

"Good girl", he smiled, as he ripped down your panties to the ground.

He lined himself up behind you to enter you. Teasingly he slid his tip along your folds and you rubbed yourself against him. With one hand he pushed you down to the table and the other hand grabbed your hips, as he moaned, pushing himself in:

"Fuck you're tight."

You gasped, as he stretched you out and clenched your teeth, as he didn't slow down while pushing his length into you.

Because at this point there is no doubt about it. Chan doesn't just have Big Dick Energy. Oh he is big.

So big that you almost fainted. And he knew exactly how you would feel it all.

After he managed to bury himself entirely into your pussy, he began to shove himself into you. After a few thrusts, that made you feel like he would rip you apart, the sensation was feeling more pleasure than pain, although he slid every time deeper inside you.

He soon speeded up his pace, hitting all your sweet spots making you pornographically moan.

The room was filled with the sounds of your whimpers, his growls, and the slapping of skin, as he pushed your hip with each thrust rougher against him and fucked you hard against his desk.

You could see your reflection in the dark screen of his computer and almost blushed because of the fucked out expression on your face.

He carried on fucking you senseless from behind and didn't stop a second. You moaned his name several times, which made him slam even harder into your wet core.

You whined, as your body began to tense around him.

"Are you going to cum?", he asked grabbing your arms and pushing them behind you to hold your wrists with just one hand fiercely pressed against your back.

"Not yet!", he ordered, as he managed to fuck even deeper inside you. Without your hands you were completely at his mercy and your eyes rolled to the back of your head, as you tried to stop yourself from coming.

"Channie, please... I can't... You're so big...“

Slowly tears were welling up in your eyes and oh he loved your desperate begging.

"Please. Daddy."

The words escaped you with a sob unaware and released by Chans dominant behaviour.

"Holy fuck...", he let out and you obviously found a secret trigger that made him go feral. Grabbing your hands tighter he slammed into you and pushed you up the table. He watched your boobs bounce with every move.

"You want to cum for daddy, babygirl?", he growled at you.

"Yes", you cried.

"Daddy, please! Let me come!"

Just as you thought, that was enough to push him over the edge.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum."

His thrusts became sloppier, dick twitching inside you.

"Come with me, baby!", he let out before he spilled himself inside you. And you did. Your orgasm washed over you like a tsunami and left you with trembling legs and faltering breath.

As you both came down from your high, he pulled himself out of you and turned you around, to lift you on the table again. He grabbed a tissue box and cleaned you and himself up.

"Are you okay?", he asked and the sweet and charming Chan was back. You had now idea what just happened.

Exhausted you could only nod and Chan smiled softly as he gave you a sweet kiss on the lips and gently wiped the tears from your cheeks with his thumb.

"Your fucked out face is so pretty", he teased and pulled you into his arms until he was sitting in his chair again, you on his lap, stroking your back affectionately.

You locked at him with a wondering smile.

"Never thought you would be so dirty... Daddy", you teased him.

"Hah", he chuckled and wrapped his big arms tighter around your body.

"Just a little."

Oh after what you just experienced, he wasn't just a little dirty. That boy had a kink that you wouldn't have expected. And of course he fucked you better than anyone before.

Later that day, after you've gotten dressed again and slipped into your office like nothing ever happened, Chan joined the others in the dance studio to practice the choreography.

He was the last one and started to sit down on the floor next to Lee Know to follow his example and stretch.

Jeongin and Hyunjin were already standing in front of the mirror going through the first steps, while Han, Seungmin and Changbin sat on the couch, talking quietly and waiting until they could finally start.

Felix came over to Chan and offered to help him and so they stretched together, Felix pushing Chan's legs apart with his.

"Why are you so late? We wanted to start an hour ago", Hyunjin asked and Chan tried to avoid eye contact and focus on the pain in his legs so as not to give himself away immediately.

The conversation between Han and Seungmin fell silent and Chan only said:

"I had something else to do.“

Then Han and Changbin suddenly giggled and poked each other as if they were sharing a naughty secret.

"Oh you definitely had something to do!", said Han with a grin. The others all looked at him now.

"It definitely sounded from outside the door like that too!", added Changbin and both giggled again.

That's when Chan slowly realized it. He remembered the message from Han on his phone, where he had written to him that he would not come to the studio beforehand.

The message came while he was busy fucking you from behind, so he didn't think much of it.

As Chan still stared in confusion, Changbin began to moan in a high-pitched voice:

"Daddy, please! Oh, fuck me daddy!"

Han immediately joined in by slapping his hand on his thigh to imitate the sound and also repeating the naughty words Chan had heard from you only minutes before.

"Chan fucked Y/N in the studio?", shouted Hyunjin and by now Han and Changbin were holding their stomachs laughing as Chan buried his face in his hands and shook his head.

The others also smirked and couldn't help but tease their leader as well.

As Han slowly regained his breath, he explained:

„We went to pick up Chan, and just as we were standing right outside the door, that's when we heard how hard he was really working.“

The sarcasm was unmistakable and Felix now had to hold a hand over his mouth to keep from laughing out loud.

Even Jeongin couldn't help but annoy Chan:

„The walls are probably not as soundproof as we thought.“

"I didn't know you were into that kind of stuff, Hyung", Seungmin chuckled and Lee Know joined in with an evil grin:

"Or should we call you daddy now too? Would you like that, hyung?"

By now his face was burning and he just wanted to run away.

"Can we just start practicing? Please?", Chan asked sheepishly, and they did.

However, not without teasing him about it all evening.

->Part 9

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no-m4gic · 1 year

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Hi! I'm the anom who asked for the autistic reader and I loved your writing! So may I request the same THH characters but with a reader who's try to be the sunshine in their lives (example: help Chihiro to be himself), but is secretly depressed and hide It from them cause reader doesn't want to seem fragile?

Sorry If Is complex XD thx!

i have limited free time so i know im probably never gonna complete (another) request(s) today. also i discovered i have no idea how to write for hifumi and yasuhiro, so i'm gonna blacklist them and replace them with mukuro. felt like this request seemed like a good prompt for nagito and also i feel like i could replace ishimaru's one with komaeda's as an apology.

sorry if you wanted the girls too, i'll get on them as soon as i finish my work- i didn't have enough time to write for them. i'll write for ishimaru, too. sorry for missing a lot of characters!

p.s thanks guys for your support !! i appreciate it sm <33

that's a long title 😨

the tags are such a PAIN

~ mod sitaya

THH CHARACTERS W/ AN S/O WHO IS THEIR SUNSHINE BUT IS SECRETLY DEPRESSED

BYAKUYA TOGAMI

"damnit s/o, why didn't you tell me earlier? you know i wouldn't judge you."

money = happiness to him, so he wouldn't fully understand your pain. he'll still support you though, if you need anything he'll send one of his workers to get it for you.

i mean if you were gone, yeah, he'd definitely be upset, so whenever he couldn't understand, he'll just imagine how he'll be like if you died or something.

he'll hire a personal therapist for you, unless you want him to be your therapist... which trust me, he is not good at.

bro can't even comfort anyone without making them cry more.

since he can't comfort someone psychologically, he'll comfort them physically, though he'll only show displays of affection at home or when you guys are alone, n e v e r in public.

honestly at this point, he won't give a shit if you stain his rich people clothes with your tears, he can buy the same new clothes again.

he's not that desperate, but can you imagine byakuya singing his s/o a lullaby?

not really, but he'll tuck you into bed himself personally if you fall asleep while sobbing your eyes out.

if you don't, he'll ask if you wanna fly out of japan for awhile, on his rich people private jet.

it's the least he could do to repay you for helping him during his dark times.

MAKOTO NAEGI

"s/o. how could you hide this from me? did you think i was going to criticize you...?"

he wouldn't ask the million questions running through his head first, he'd hold you first.

you come before anything.

he'll hold you for as long as you'd like, letting you cry in his shoulder while he rubs your back and pats your head.

since you helped him show the others he isn't an 'omega male' and also chased everyone who bullied him away, he'll return the favor.

he'll tell the teacher that you weren't feeling well and needed some time to rest in your room.

also he'll bring you your homework so you don't have to get it yourself and do tons of paperwork at once after coming back.

you don't need a therapist, you have naegi tell them as your therapist.

he'll listen to you go on for the entire day, and if you need to break down, you can jump into his arms and break down, using his shirt as a handkerchief.

MONDO OOWADA

"damnit... who did this s/o?!"

honestly he might just break down too.

but then he'll tell himself he's gotta be a man, with balls in front of his s/o.

he'll put his coat around you and hug you, telling you that it's alright and you can let everything out.

you can take that in any way.

he feels really guilty whenever he has to leave you for training or a competition.

but he'll always come back with a gift and your favorite takeout.

if you ever wanna cuddle, go find him. he'll be more than happy to have a reason to hold you.

daily compliments whenever you two meet up.

CHIHIRO FUJISAKI

"s/o, it's okay. you're not hopeless, you're filled with hope, you still have so much more potential,"

he'll offer to accompany you to do some activities to keep your mind distracted and also to cheer you up.

something maybe like styling your hair and making it look ridiculous by putting tons of bright, glittery accessories on your hair.

he'd ask if sharing his own insecurities would help, maybe just so you know he has other countless insecurities than just him fearing showing the others he's a guy.

if making your hair look worse than junko's didn't cheer you up, chihiro would make up some stupid games like hop like a bunny into mondo's room or sing one of sayaka's songs outside makoto's room while he's showering.

speaking of sayaka's songs, he'll blast all her upbeat pop songs in the room and you two can dance your heart out.

LEON KUWATA

"i figured. now come here i'm gonna cuddle your sadness away!"

leon would definitely try to remain positive

the only good side would be that he could skip his daily weekday baseball training, since y'know he likes hates baseball.

but no, really, he'd have NO idea on how to comfort someone properly.

he'd ask what he could do to make you feel better.

as well as bring you out to get ice cream.

while you guys are out you may or may not encounter celestia's cat wandering around aimlessly... and bring it back to leon's room.

obviously you guys return her, maybe style her a little, watch leon get scratched by her and so on.

overall at least you recovered quickly and now everyone can see you smile again <3

BONUS ;; NAGITO KOMAEDA

NAGITO KOMAEDA

"oh s/o. you didn't have to hide it from me, hopeless trash like me don't have the right to judge hopeful people like you,"

well now it was his turn to have his clothes stained with tears.

countless outfits of yours have been stained with his tears, because whenever you'd return late (which was always) he'd think you left him or something, and the closest thing he has to you are your clothes.

he's clingy.

and he'll become clingier.

everywhere you go he'll follow you like a lost puppy.

lost puppy literally. he won't just follow you, he'll beg for your attention.

anyway... back to you, once you even mention you were upset he'd pull you into a tight hug.

imagine how long that tight hug would be with depressed.

verrrrrry verrry long.

he'd wish he didn't have to let go of you.

and he wouldn't. you'd have to literally wait for him to fall asleep just to work your way out his arms.

he'll shower you in compliments and bless you with encouragements.

if you wanted he could ask gundham for a cat or dog or something, or he'd blackmail gundham just to "borrow" the four dark devas of destruction for like 10 minutes before giving them back even though nagito would lie and say they'd forever be gone.

you want, he buy. literally, you just have to say "i want this" and you'll have it.

no more despair only hope.

IM SORRY ITS MISSING SO MANY CHARACTERS ANON 😭

#byakuya togami x reader #byakuya x reader #togami x reader #makoto naegi x reader #makoto x reader #ishimaru x reader #mondo owada x reader #mondo x reader #chihiro fujisaki x reader #chihiro x reader #leon kuwata x reader #kuwata x reader #nagito komaeda x reader #nagito x reader #komaeda x reader

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ticklish-n-stuff · 7 months

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Hello! I LOVE your writing! If you're still accepting prompts for tickletober, may I please request (bsd) Lee! Fyodor and ler! Dazai (romantic preferably, but whatever's easier for you) with day 18, magic?

Dazai can cancel Fyodor's ability, making him the only one who can touch Fyodor without dying. I have a headcanon that every time Dazai touches Fyodor in a certain, very light way, Fyodor will feel a tingly sensation wherever Dazai touches him as a result of their abilities interacting with each other. Usually, it's just a bit tingly, but it gets very ticklish when Dazai does things like poking, rubbing, tracing etc.

When the two are having a sappy romantic moment (not often, let's be honest XD), Dazai will be a little shit and place his hands on Fyodor's neck/jaw before kissing him, making Fyodor all giggly and flustered. For a more platonic scenario, Dazai is (just like before XD) being a little shit and he thinks it's funny when Fyodor loses his cool. So he quickly grabs Fyodor's hands, causing Fyodor to do a full-body shiver and try to yank his hand back, but since Dazai is stronger than him, he's stuck there, forced to endure the tickles until Dazai thinks he's had enough.

Sorry if this is long, feel free to decline. Have an awesome day!

Tickletober day #18: Magic

Hsjdhskhdjsh I hope this is okay, writing a russian rat and suicide maniac together is quite challenging and after the latest season, I have a hard time visualizing them as romantic partners

I am a Dazai x Sigma believer ✌️

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Fyodor x Dazai (interpret as you wish)

Lee: Fyodor

Ler: Dazai

Warnings: Tickles!

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“You’re not so scary now, are you?~” Dazai teased, having pulled Fyodor onto his lap with ease and more importantly, without getting obliterated in the process thanks to his special ability.

“And look, I can even touch you all I want~” and just like that, Dazai’s hands started to playfully roam all over Fyodors torso.

Being touched like this was foreign to him, to say the least, but he didn’t plan on it to feel so damn ticklish!

“Oh, what’s this? Did I hit a sensitive spot?~” Dazai whispered teasingly close to the russian male’s ear, causing him to jolt upright.

“Tch, I don’t get sensitive” Fyodor let out a huff, trying to cover up the laughter that threatened to spill out of his lips. How foolish of him to think that Dazai would just leave it there, it is Dazai, after all. He thrives on other’s misery.

“Then surely you won’t mind if I do this, right?~” there was an evil smirk on Dazai’s face as his bandaged fingers found their way under Fyodor’s shirt, making sure to touch every inch of his torso.

“Mph!” his eyes instantly shut tight at the growing sensation, trying to squirm away from the offender, but he was too weak when in such a vulnerable pisition.

“C’mon, y’know you wanna laugh~” Dazai’s index finger poked it’s way to Fyodor’s navel, earning a startled gasp from the latter.

“Gah! Pfft! Ahahahaha! Dazai nohoho!” the damn finally broke and Fyodor’s laughter echoed across the room. His pale cheeks quickly turning tomato red as he tried and failed to control his reactions. How embarrassing! Someone so feared being brought down with something so childish, and yet, it didn’t feel all that bad to be touched so gently. Not like Fyodor would admit it out loud, but knowing Dazai, he already has an idea.

“Better get comfy ‘cause I won’t stop for a looong while!~” and thus, Dazai kept softly yet consistently tickling all over Fyodor’s belly and sides. Feeling like he was on cloud 9 for hearing such genuine laughter for once from this man. Even if neither voiced their enjoyment of this moment, it was pretty clear to anyone the giddy expressions they both wore.

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Update: After doing a very crack rp of me playing as Fyodor, I can say I believe in FyoZai love LMAO

#augtickletober2023 #tickletober2023 #bsd #bsd tickle #bsd tickle fic #fyodor dostoevsky #dazai osamu #lee!fyodor #ler!dazai

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le-velo-pour-dru · 4 months

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How was the concert?? Tell me everything!

OH MY GOSH OKAY OKAY OKAY SO. IT WAS AMAZING :D ❤️

So before the concert started and everyone was waiting in line, I got to meet the AMAZING @mayathexpsychic and @acaesic in-person!! :D 💖 It was amazing, they're both such sweet and cool individuals, and I had so much fun chatting and hanging out with them before the show. It definitely made the wait a lot easier and a lot more fun!! ^^ 💖

When we finally got into the venue, after some waiting, we got to see the opening act, Sego!! I didn't really know what to expect, cause I hadn't heard of them, but oh my gosh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! They were AMAZING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 🤩❤️ They were so good!! 😁❤️ I'm definitely gonna have to look into their music, I enjoyed their set a lot ^^ 🫶

After that. oh my god. The wait for Dallon to come out was EXCRUCIATINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG IT FELT LIKE IT TOOK FOREVER XD I never knew what to expect when one of the songs that was playing faded out, or when someone walked onto the stage only to be one of the people helping to set up. IT WAS LIKE TORTURE, I NEVER KNEW WHEN HE WOULD COME OUT AND IT FELT LIKE SUCH A LONG TIME X'D 💔

BUT WHEN HE FINALLY CAME OUT. OMG. HE COMMANDED THAT STAGE. THE SHEER POWER AND CONFIDENCE HE EXUDED WAS ABSOLUTELY AMAZING AS HE CONTROLLED OUR CHEERS WITH HIS HANDS. Also. HE LOOKED SO AMAZING???????????????????? HIS HAIR WAS SO PRETTYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY AND HE LOOKED AMAZING IN THAT SUIT. NOT TO MENTION THAT. HE IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL PERSON I'VE EVER SEEN IN MY LIFE 🫢💘 LIKE. HE IS STUNNINGLY PRETTY. HE'S SO GORGEOUS FHXGVKFHXCGJHCXJCGFXJHCGGJXCCJVJCJCJCVC ☺️💘 AND WHEN HE TOOK OFF HIS SUIT JACKET AND STARTED ROLLING UP THE SLEEVES OF HIS SHIRT OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MY 🤭💞 The moment that he first walked onstage to the first few songs are kind of a blur to me, cause I was. ABSOLUTELY LOSING MY MIND XD I WAS GOING ABSOLUTELY FERAL CAUSE THE REAL DALLON JAMES WEEKES WAS RIGHT. THERE. OH MY GOD XD ❤️ So yeah I don't really remember them cause I was losing my MIND over him during them 🤭💖

As for how the concert worked, things have kinda changed!! For one, Dallon did a lot less bass playing and a lot more moving around the stage as he sang. Mad IQs used to be special cause he ditched the bass and was just a lead singer for a while, but he did that for maybe half the songs of the concert!! And I'm not complaining at all, Dallon is very fun to watch as he moves around onstage, he has a lot of fun with it and is just very full of energy and charisma!! It's a welcome change in my opinion :) 💖 As for the backing musicians, things have changed too!! Anthony is still his touring guitarist, but there's a new musician too who. I wasn't sure if he was playing guitar or bass or both, but his name was Isaac Paul. There's also a new drummer too, whose name is Ronnie Strauss! Dallon didn't really talk about Ryan during the concert, which I think was a tasteful decision on his part, BUT. HE DID MENTION HIM ONCE 🤭 As he was introducing the musicians, he said, "Turns out you can afford more people when you aren't being stolen from." WHICH WAS SO ICONIC. OMG. IF YOU'RE GONNA BRING HIM UP, WHAT A WAY TO DO IT X3 ❤️ IT WAS SO FUNNY HFXJGCHXFXCGJXFCJGJGXGJCVXVJJGXGJCGJCVJCGJC 🤭

And can I just say, I love Dallon's charisma onstage!! He would talk in between songs, and every time, he was just so charming and personable, it was a lot of fun!! :) ❤️ He's so good at connecting with the crowd, I loved hearing everything he had to say ^^ ❤️ A couple of highlights include:

He asked us if we all had good Christmases, and when we cheered, he said, "Well, that's neat!" in the GOOFUEST voice. It was so silly X3 ❤️

Before Kiss Goodnight, he talked about having fallen in love with Breezy years ago and still being in love with her to this day, and he shared that they did, in fact, kiss goodnight that night. It was really sweet 😊💖

He said that that night, we were all his date, and he was our date (if we're into that sort of thing), which. MADE ME BLUSH AND GIGGLE AND KICK MY FEET A LITTLE HEHEHEHE ☺️🩷 I WISH I COULD BE HIS DATE XFHGJJFXJGCXVJJCVVCJJCVCBJ 🤭💖

Before Choke, he gave a whole heartfelt speech about how much it meant to him that people came to see the show, and how amazing it is that the one thing unifying a room full of strangers is the music that they enjoy, and he finished it with, "Now, if you don't mind, choke yourself to sleep". IT WAS SO FUNNY FHXGJCHJCGXFJGJCXCJGJCCGJBC, HE'S SO AWESOME 🤭❤️

Anyway, moving onto something else: I don't tend to sing along with the songs during a concert, I prefer to just listen to how they're being performed. So while I didn't sing along with most of the songs, I had a lot of fun participating during the parts where he wanted the crowd to sing, like Social Climb and A Letter!! But the absolute peak crowd participation moment HAD to be Visitation of the Ghost!! 🤩💖 From where I was standing, it was pretty hard to see him during the crowd walk... BUT STILL!! I CAN'T BELIEVE I GOT TO EXPERIENCE A CROWD WALK LIVE OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG 🤭💖 That song overall is just. absolutely amazing to see live, it was a incredible experience and one of the best parts of the night!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 🤩❤️

AND. OK. I REFUSE TO SAY MUCH ABOUT DOWNSIDE, BUT. I LOVED IT SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH 😁💖 I couldn't really understand what he was saying, but the vibes of the song were sooooooooooooooooo fun and I can't wait to finally hear it on the album!! 😄🩷 Speaking of which, he said a different Gloom Division song will be coming out in two weeks, and I can't wait to find out which one it is!! Maybe it'll be Kiss and Tell, he used that phrase during the concert, so. maybe that was a hint :o ❤️ That's just a guess though, idk what to expect X3

Anyway. It was an absolutely incredible experience!! :3 💖 Dallon is an absolutely phenomenal performer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 😄🫶❤️ He's an incredible musician, he has a beautiful voice, and he has so much amazing energy and charisma up on that stage 😁🩷 It was incredible seeing one of my favorite musicians perform live right in front of me, I had so much fun, and I'm so grateful I got the opportunity to go see him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 🤩💖 I had such an amazing time and I can't wait to see him again in April!! ^^ ❤️🫶

#dru speaks #thanks for the ask!! sorry it took so long 🤭🩷#i hope you don't mind that it's this long of a response hehehe X3 💖 i had a lot to say!!#asks #greytoafawlt

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absentia-if · 1 year

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Oh hey, it's been a while, I should play the latest update.

*Names MC Karina Zane...an M-mancing MC without knowing Carina is M's own aunt.*

*After finding out*: Ah...Shit

But for real, I'm really happy to have the option of being happy for K in moving on XD My MC isn't particularly vengeful (Kinda have this headcanon image of her having been pinning for M for years and it solidified during her captivity, wishing she could see them one more time.)

Feel free to ignore this ask, but I want to say I love the chapters you've work so hard on ;-; FUCK, it hurts to see how many people got affected from the kidnapping incident..

As for my question: Say MC has a thing where scent gives them the safety they needed most and the RO came home early to find MC hugging and clinging to a clothing of theirs that smelled of them the most, just burying their nose in the fabric or even having a little clothing nest if they could be spared. When MC notices them, they get embarrassed and try to come up with a logical, 'totally normal' reason to be sniffing their SO's clothes. How would they react/approach this?

I've done the exact thing multiple times! In fact, there are two canon women with that first name-- Carina Steele and Karina Ashford, both of whom you meet. I just thought the name was neat when creating Detective Ashford that I completely spaced on Carina Steele; even though I absolutely adore her.

I'm excited for your Karina to begin romancing M. I just know that it'll be a fun adventure for you both. I can't wait for you to see what's in store for M-Mancers down the road! In fact, there's a scene coming up that I think you're going to enjoy quite a bit. And thank you for your kind words! I truly appreciate it a great deal. I'm so honored that I have people like you reading my story, and that I get the privilege of being able to interact with you too. Thank you so much for being here! For being your wonderful self!

As for your question?

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Kade/Kara: "What're you doing, sweetheart?" They tilt their head, hazel eyes flitting over the nest of clothes you had crafted on the bed. A warm look quickly took over the one of confusion that had been prominent only a second before; a gentle smile appears at the corner of their lips. "Having a lazy afternoon? I'll join you once I've changed out of my work clothes. Is that all right?"

Michael/Margot: Complete adoration flickers across their face, warmth completely suffused within the azure blue of their gaze. "I have a bunch of sweatshirts that I could give you, baby," they murmur, sitting on the edge of the bed, making sure not to disturb the nest, as a gentle look etched itself across their face. "Why don't I go get them and you can turn on something that we can watch? I won't be gone long, I promise."

Blaine/Blaire: They tilt their head. "Whatcha got there?" Plopping down onto the bed beside you, they toss you an award-winning smile. Their focus only shifts when they pick up one, of the many, shirts you had used to make your nest upon the bed you shared with them. "You know," they muse, a thoughtful hum interlaced with the words. "I wasn't even aware I had this many shirts. I guess I've found a good use for them, huh?"

Wren/Wynn: Confusion filters across their face before dawning realization eclipses it. And, from that confusion, a look of gentle sincerity appeared. "There's no need to be ashamed of this, MC." They shrug, an almost smile curling their lips. "I'm honored that you find so much comfort in me. I'll try to make sure that the feeling remains no matter what, okay?"

Nicholas/Natalie: A shy smile graces their lips at the sight that greets them on their bed. The warm expression causes their gray eyes to appear almost silver within the dimming light of the room. "You like to be surrounded by my clothes." It's said as more of a statement, the fact that it is, and you don't even have a chance to respond before they continue. "I'm assuming it has something to do with my scent, right?" They wait for your approval, one that you give in the form of a nod before their expression softens even more. "You can always cuddle me now, dearest one. I think I'm slightly better company than an old hoodie."

#absentia #kade lewis #kara lewis #michael steele #margot steele #blaine ellis #blaire ellis #wren cassidy #wynn cassidy #nicholas paxton #natalie paxton #conpusedbord #asks #ask #fluff

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blueflyingturtleontheway · 5 months

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For character ask game: Gabe-1,2,14,18,20

1. Why do you like or dislike this character?

Aaah it's so difficult to put it into words. I generally really like characters who are "normal" and achieve everything because of their dreams, motivation and hard work and Gabe is literally "just some guy", he's our best look into Shuriki era Avalor and literally, his whole story and character development could have not happened if not for one decision made not even by him, that we didn't even see in the show (him being made Elena's guard) and then if he didn't PUT HIS WHOLE HEART INTO IT!!!

And it's just that, I love how he changed throughout the show, how we see more sides of him and outside of that first promotion, everything that happens to him he has to work for (and tbf he probably had to do something meaningful to become Elena's guard too). He has big ambitions and a big heart which is literally the best combination.

2. Favorite canon thing about this character?

Hmm maybe how he never gives up? He might not believe in himself, he might be beaten or humiliated, it might seem hopeless, but he'll always stand up and fight for what he believes in.

And my second favourite thing is definitely how much he loves his friends and family <3

14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.

Guard uniforms

Zbbdhzhs okay no, I have this one half-serious headcanon that Gabe is actually very knowledgeable in fashion, he just always wears the uniform because it's just the most comfortable given that he's almost always on duty when we see him. And it would probably be easier if I knew anything about fashion

But okay I tried putting together a little visualization!

So I definitely think that Gabe's personal style is definitely very simple and as much as he cares about looking well put together, he doesn't care all that much about what he wears, so what he has in To Queen or not to Queen I think is actually pretty realistic. But if I was to design him a casual outfit I'd say that he takes a lot of inspiration from Antonio Agama, since he's such a great fan of his, so he definitely goes for the "adventurer" vibes. So high boots with tucked in pants, a simple shirt with rolled up sleeves, except I'd give him a neckline more similar to Naomi's and an ascot, like Mateo's except maybe tied more loosely (he bonds with Mateo by going ascot shopping together.) As for colors I'd put him in warm, earthy tones - browns, beige, red, maybe some khaki, and navy for more elegant occasions (yes, because of his uniform)

And I know that's not what the question was about but I also started thinking about his style in the sense of modern fashion.

I think he'd still dress in a kind of military-but-casual style, he wants his clothes to be practical first and foremost. I allowed myself to give him a bit more accessories, since again, he's not flashy but a watch is just a useful thing to have. The paracord bracelet I imagine was a gift from some friend who thought that he should accessorize more XD and he wears it because hey, you never know when you might need a piece of rope. Also Gabe strikes me as the type to always be warm, so it's t-shirts for him for the majority of the year, but he'd look great in a biker jacket, you can't convince me otherwise. (Bonus not included: given how big of a fan of Antonio Agama, he definitely owned an Indiana Jones type of hat at some point and thought it made him look so cool. He still wears it sometimes when he's out of town with his closest friends and it kind of grew into an iconic part of his wardrobe between them.)

18. How about a relationship they have in canon with another character that you admire?

His friendship with Elena! Cause really, it's so diverse, since it's so full of contradictions and they're basically opposites in many aspects, but through all of this they just care for each other so much and it's just- A

20. Which other character is the ideal best friend for this character, the amount of screentime they share doesn't matter?

Ricoooooo

I'll be sharing my "Gabe and Rico are friends" propaganda until the day I die, I fully believe they are friends and in fact have been almost since the beginning of Gabe's time in the guard (okay, so maybe they weren't that close pre The Curse of El Guapo, but I still think they were at least work friends and definitely became closer with time, you can pry their friendship from my cold dead fingers)

Thank you so much for sending this ask!! As you know, I love talking about Gabe zbsggs

Ask game

#my post #answering asks #ask game #lucy-shining-star #gabriel nuñez #gabe nunez #eoa #sorry this took longer but ive tried sketching him at first in a casual outfit #but i wasnt happy with it jfjchfjc and then ended up falling in a rabbit hole of screenshotting outfits from the show #but yeah it was all so fun

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trashyswitch · 7 months

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Day 29: Wake Up!

Luigi and Mario have work this morning, but Mario refuses to wake up! But his antics seem more...playful than usual? So, Luigi decides to go along with Mario's playful mood.

This fanfic is dedicated to @Cartoon_whore on AO3! Cause you never fail to show up to comment on every Mario fanfic I have. XD And I also dedicate this fanfic to UndertaleSansLuv3 on AO3 as well! Cause you comment a lot too, and I love seeing your name show up in my inbox!

I appreciate all the love! I hope you all enjoy!

Luigi picked up Mario’s mug as well as his own, and carried it to Mario’s nightstand. “Mario?” Luigi called, putting the mug on the nightstand and looking at the alarm clock. Right away, Luigi noticed that the alarm wasn’t on. In fact, he couldn’t recall hearing the 8:00 alarm go off at all. That only meant one thing: Mario forgot to turn on his alarm last night.

Luigi sighed and put his own mug of coffee down on the same nightstand before sitting down beside Mario on the bed. “Mario?” He called, shaking him lightly. “Wake up.” Luigi called.

Mario groaned and snuggled himself further into bed. This little reaction was easy to predict.

Luigi narrowed his eyes slightly, and shook his brother a bit more. “Mariooo. Hellooo?” He called.

Mario mumbled something and covered his face with his blanket. Luigi widened his eyes upon seeing this. One push away is usually all he does…Mario is rarely ever stubborn about getting up…and yet, here he was. Was it because it was a Friday? Perhaps it was…

Luigi sighed and got out of bed. He took a sip of his coffee to wake himself up, and walked up to where Mario’s face was supposed to be. “Mario. We have work today.” Luigi told him, lifting up the blanket slightly.

Mario growled and grabbed the blanket, pulling it onto his face again.

Luigi was taken aback. Holy crap! This is so unlike Mario!

“Mario? Are you sick?” Luigi asked. “What’s wrong?”

Mario grumbled. “Vaffanculo.” Mario spat somewhat harshly.

Oh my go- Okay, that’s it. Luigi huffed and crossed his arms. It had only been 5 minutes, and Luigi had already had enough. Mario is acting like a child. And if Mario’s antics make them late, then it’s gonna look unprofessional! “Mario…Now’s not the time to be childish.” Luigi warned.

Mario uncovered his face and stuck his tongue out at him. Only…Mario had a slight bit of a smirk on his face. Luigi noticed this little change immediately. Was…Did Mario wake up in a playful mood or something?!

Luigi’s shock slowly turned into a mischievous smirk. So that’s how he’s gonna be…Alright. Two can play that game! Luigi climbed back onto the bed again and sat himself on Mario’s covered ankles. “This is your last chance. Get up, or I tickle your feet.” Luigi warned.

Mario grunted and mumbled something along the lines of ‘Try me’.

Well, that just made Luigi even more confident in his antics! Fortunately for Luigi, Mario never slept with the sheet on. The sheet was always kicked under the blanket. So, uncovering Mario’s feet only involved moving his red comforter off them. Seeing Mario’s feet, Luigi pulled his toes back slightly and scratched a single finger on his right foot.

“eEEK!” Mario pushed the covers off himself and reached out to Luigi. “LuiGI- STAHAhap!” Mario yelled, clenching his fists. “Ihi’mup! I’M UP! Ihi’m uhup!” Mario told him.

Luigi smiled and stopped his little attack. “Good.” Luigi muttered. It really didn’t take much for Mario to break from just a couple pokes to the feet. And that wasn’t even his worst spot! Luigi got off Mario’s ankles and started to climb out of the bed. Hopefully that was enough playing for now.

“Nnnope you don’t!” Mario declared, grabbing Luigi’s shirt and pulling him back into his bed.

“WaitWHAT?!” Luigi shouted, before feeling his brother’s dreaded nails against his bare sides. “eeEEEEK! WahahAHAHA! IHI- COHOHOME OHOHOHON!” Luigi shouted.

“Oh, you thought you could tickle me and get away?” Mario asked him. “Newsflash, Luigi: You can’t.” Mario teased, tickling his belly next. “aaAAHAHAHAHA! NOTMYBELLY! PLEHEHEHEHEASE!!” Luigi shouted. “YOHOHOhou wohouldn’t wahahAKE UHUP!” Luigi yelled, his laughter going up and down in volume every time Mario would go remotely close to his belly button.

“Well you see, Luigi…” Mario started to explain. “I was awake, but someone wouldn’t give me a chance to wake up properly!” Mario told him.

“YOHOHOU LIAR! LIHIHIARRR!” Luigi shouted back.

“Liar?!” Mario reacted, surprised.

“YEHES! YOHOHOU’RE AHA LIHIHIHIAHAR!” Luigi shouted next.

“What makes you think I’m lying?! You clearly didn’t look at me when checking on me…” Mario told him. Luigi turned himself around and attempted to get him back. “Lihihiars gehet puhunihihished!” Luigi told him.

“Excuse- NohoHOHO! DOHON’T- NOHOT THEHEHERE! NOHOHOHOOO!” Mario shouted loudly, squeezing Luigi’s fingers in his ticklish armpits.

But Luigi fully expected this kind of reaction. “Uh oh…My hands are stuck.” Luigi teased.

“Dohohon’t yohohou-” Mario gasped and squealed. “DAHAHAHAHARE! AAAHAHAHAHA!”

“Looks like I’m gonna have to tickle-tickle-tickle you till you let me go!” Luigi finished off his little tease.

“NOHOHO FAHAHAHAIR! NOHOHOT FAHAHAIR! NAHAHAHAHA!” Mario shrieked.

“It’s a darn shame you’re such a bad liar. Otherwise you may have gotten away with that little white lie.” Luigi teased rather evilly. “Oh well…can’t teach an old man new tricks.” Luigi teased.

“WAHAHATCH IHIT!” Mario managed to get one squeeze on Luigi’s ribs, which was enough to get the upper hand once again. “Whohoho ahare you calling ohold man?” Mario asked with a smirk.

Luigi squeaked and threw his head back, laughing somewhat quietly. “Hahahahaha! Ahaham Ihihi wrohohong?” Luigi asked. “Yes!” Mario reacted. “This is coming from the person with bad knees!” Mario shot back.

“Shuhuhut uhup!” Luigi shot back.

“No way! Take it back.” Mario ordered.

“NEHEVERRR!” Luigi shouted.

“Okay. Then I’ll just keep tickling you until you do.” Mario decided.

Luigi attempted to get the upper hand again by going for the back of his knees. “Nohohot ihif I gehehet yohou bahahack!” Luigi warned.

Mario gasped and stopped tickling, pulling his foot back. “NO! Don’t you think about it, Luigi!” Mario warned.

Luigi pulled his leg open. “Why? You scared?” Luigi asked.

“M-Maybe.” Mario admitted. The truth was, Mario’s knees were THE WORST spot to go for! And Luigi knew that all too well. So if Luigi goes for that spot, he’s 100% done for.

Luigi just laughed as he figured out how to keep his leg straight and his knee open. “Any last words?” Luigi asked.

Mario stared at Luigi, terrified of what he was about to do. Luigi knew how bad this spot was. And thankfully, Luigi rarely ever goes for the back of his knees. But today, as it would turn out…was going to be that day. “Just…go easy.” Mario told him, visibly nervous with a wobbly smile on his face.

Luigi looked at Mario for a second, processing his words. He tilted his head, confused. “Of course I’ll go easy on you. Don’t you trust me?” Luigi asked.

Mario bit his lip and sighed with relief. “Y-Yeah…Ihi guess that’s true…” Mario replied.

Luigi smiled and looked at the time.

[8:19am]

Now knowing he had at least 5 minutes, Luigi smiled. “Okay. Good.” He fluttered a single fingernail gently onto his left knee pit.

Mario snorted and covered his mouth in shock. There was barely a nail on his back knee, and it already looked like Luigi was trying to kill him. Luigi noticed Mario’s reaction right away. It looked like the spot tickled him a lot more than he had remembered. Was Luigi not remembering his sensitivity correctly? Or was Mario getting more sensitive the older he gets?

Curious to see how much Mario could handle, Luigi added a second finger, and ‘walked’ his fingers against the knee pit. Mario squeezed his eyes shut and wheezed, before falling onto his back. After a few minutes, Mario’s wheezes began to shift into loud, cackly laughter. “OHOGOHOD-! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Mario laughed like his life depended on it.

Luigi removed his middle finger, and delicately fluttered the index finger on his ticklish knee pit. Apparently, the tiniest little touch on this spot was enough to make Mario giggle rather hysterically. So, Luigi took this as a sign to stop. He removed his fingers and let go of his brother’s leg. “That’s it. You awake now?” Luigi asked him with a smirk.

Mario let out some breaths of relief as he attempted to recover. “Th…thank you…” He replied. “Ahand yes…Ihihi’m awahake now.” Mario replied.

Luigi smiled and patted his leg. “Good.” Luigi replied. “And you’re not gonna fall asleep again, right?” Luigi asked.

Mario chuckled and shook his head. “No can do. It’s almost 8:30 now.” Mario said.

“So considerate.” Luigi said as he offered Mario a hand up. “Mind if I return the favor?” He asked, being a little charmer.

Mario smiled and took his hand, allowing Luigi to pull him up off the bed. When Mario was on his feet, Luigi looked at the time. “Alright. Time for you to start getting ready.” Luigi told him.

Mario chuckled and poked his side. “Boop!” Mario added for extra effect, before sprinting away from him.

“WAH- Mario!” Luigi reacted, hugging his side.

Mario just laughed as he ran into the bathroom to brush his teeth and fix himself up.

Luigi sighed and picked up Mario’s coffee, walking up to the bathroom. He knocked on the door. “Want your coffee?” Luigi asked.

Mario opened the door, revealing himself with a dark red toothbrush in his mouth. He took the coffee from Luigi, muttered a ‘Thanks’ and closed the door. Luigi chuckled and slowly drank down his own coffee while he made Mario a quick breakfast.

It was only once in a while that Luigi had to resort to tickling his brother to wake him up. But, Luigi didn’t mind. It’s rather funny seeing his brother’s giggly, playful side once in a while. It showed a more human side of Mario that not everyone had the privilege of knowing. Luigi felt grateful for every little playful moment he could get with his brother. Cause when you manage to get Mario into a playful mood…it would always prove to be the funniest thing you’ll ever see.

#wake up #brotherly love #teasing #luigi is a good sibling #childish #mario is a little shit #augtickletober2023 #tickletober 2023 #ticklefic #switch!luigi #switch!mario #family fluff

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legolasghosty · 8 months

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Julie and the Phantoms Anniversary Rewatch!

Hehe now that I am free from church, I can begin my annual rewatch! And you have to put up with my random thoughts.

Episode 1 -

Alex's sweaty hair flip during Now or Never!!!

"Could you just own your awesomeness for once?"

Where the heck did Reggie grab that shirt and CD from???

Luke is so bouncy, I loveeee!

"That's not...okay" count - 1

Julie's emojis on her backpack strapssss!

"Oh my gosh, Flynn, don't bother coming!" But then... Flynn blows off said spirit assembly. She only goes to help Julie... Carrie's words maybe sting more than she lets on?

Julie my baby girlllll I wanna give her a hug so baddd!!!

The piano is so shiny????

Awww the disapproving look Julie gives Ray when he says he hasn't eaten... my girl has definitely gotten protective of her dad. I hate that she feels like she has to take care of him, but I love how the newly smaller Molina family is taking care of each other.

Okay but I want so very badly to look into Julie's head when she's looking around the studio before the boys show up. Just... there's so much going on behind her eyes and stuff... I repeat the need to hug her.

Lol all the screaming when the boys first show up.

Julie's cross was a Sunday School project, change my mind.

"Well, we're all a little crazy."

"Softer touch... Why are you in our studio?"

"I have been CRYING for 25 YEARS, HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE?!"

*Hides the extra place setting*

Julie is a terrible liar and I love her.

The pain in Julie's face when Luke is talking about music making them feel alive I'm CRYING!!!

Okay Julie can't lie to save her life, we know this... but she so easily says she doesn't play piano. Because that's what she believes to be true...

Caleb and his frigging top hat and cape just strolling down Sunset Boulevard XD

Watch out or I'm gonna get back on my "Julie already knew Wake Up" train.... Cause like, she's barely looking at the music after a bit. So... maybe her mom showed it to her/played it to her before getting sick. (Come bug me if you wanna know more about these thoughts. There are plenty more, but this post is already getting too long.)

Carlos and Ray are so excited to hear her playing and singing!!!!

Rose's note <333333

Okayyyy I'm talking too much so I guess each ep will be its own post...

#legolas tag #julie and the phantoms #jatp #happy anniversary jatp

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demetriandelibinaryboyfriends · 9 months

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@ckfemslashnetwork

COBRA KAI SAPPHIC SUMMER WEEK 3 BAREFOOT

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When the morning came we Were cleaning incense off your Vinyl shelf ‘cause we lost track of time again Laughing with my feet in your lap Like you were my closest friend

“How’d we end up on the floor anyway?” you say “Your roommate’s parents’ cheap-ass screw-top rosé, that’s how” I see you every day now

And I chose you The one I was dancing with In New York LA No shoes Looked up at the sky and it was

The burgundy on my T-shirt when you splashed your wine into me And how the blood rushed into my cheeks So scarlet, it was The mark you saw on my collarbone The rust that grew between telephones The lips I used to call home So scarlet, it was maroon

When the silence came we Were shaking blind and hazy How the hell did we lose sight of us again? Sobbing with your head in your hands Ain’t that the way shit always ends?

You were standing hollow-eyed in the hallway Carnations you had thought were roses, that’s us I feel you no matter what The rubies that I gave up

And I lost you The one I was dancing with In New York LA No shoes Looked up at the sky and it was maroon

The burgundy on my T-shirt when you splashed your wine into me And how the blood rushed into my cheeks So scarlet, it was maroon The mark you saw on my collarbone The rust that grew between telephones The lips I used to call home So scarlet, it was maroon

And I wake with your memory over me That’s a real fucking legacy, legacy And I wake with your memory over me That’s a real fucking legacy to leave

The burgundy on my T-shirt when you splashed your wine into me And how the blood rushed into my cheeks So scarlet it was maroon The mark you saw on my collarbone The rust that grew between telephones The lips I used to call home So scarlet it was maroon

It was maroon It was maroon

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YOOOOO LOOKIT ME, FINISHING ON TIME FOR ONCE

...well, barely, but still XD

Anyways, I remember when Midnights dropped last year, I was lowkey FLOORED because there were not one, not two, but THREE YasMoon songs on there??? Like maybe I was just a little biased because that was at the very cusp of my life-ruining hyperfixation, but STILL. I was very akjdnshkuefdyurgfuygfeuksy about it for several days straight XD

I've always wanted to write an angsty Maroon fic for these two, and already kinda dipped into it here, here, and here. This is basically an expansion on these! This is kind of a companion piece to my ongoing 10-minute All Too Well YasMoon fic (snippet here, btw!) since it goes into more detail about the dance scene in that one.

Btw!!! The kiss in this fic is 100% what I headcanon their first kiss was <3 It takes place circa October of their freshman year, so well before they started hanging out with Sam in the beginning of S1.

(Yes I do in fact think they started macking on each other within a few weeks of meeting at the beginning of freshman year ajsdnhkufduh Like they both have the confidence and the popularity that I think they'd just dive right into it with the intention of writing it off as "just bestie things" if one or both of them realizes they're not actually gay XD)

Hope Moon's POV isn't too purple prose-y ^^; I kind of struggle to write her sometimes because she seems like the kind of person who's very poetic in how she describes things and people (i.e. "I dreamed I was a drop of dew glistening in the moonlight"), very possibly to the point of being insufferable/cringey XD It can also be tricky to describe how much (I genuinely believe) she loved Yasmine without it coming across as like...idk, corny? Or over the top? But since this is romance fic, that's probably okay maybe? I guess not being that spiritual myself, I sometimes have a hard time incorporating Moon's spirituality into her character in what feels like a genuine and realistic way.

Fic preview under the cut! Y'all are lucky I stopped when I did so you just get the fluffy bits and aren't subjected to the absolute gut punch that the second half is inevitably gonna be XD No particular TWs for this section aside from mentions of (canon-typical) underage drinking and drug use and some descriptions of a make-out session.

As always, moodboard pic credits available upon request :3

@karatecaulfield pspspsps!!! I Marooned them!!!

***

“What the fuck.”

Moon yawned in tired confusion, trying to piece together why Yasmine was so distraught.

“Mmmm. What?”

“We stayed up all fucking night.”

Yasmine nodded at the vast panoramic window, her face outlined in a faint orange glow. It took Moon a moment to realize it wasn’t just from the city lights.

Somewhere along the way, among the smoking and the laughing and the making out and the easy conversations, dawn crept up on them. The tree-covered hillside was bathed in rosy light, yellow porch lamps and streetlights mingling with the first rays of sun.

“Oh my god.” Under the haze of drugs and alcohol and sleep deprivation, Moon felt the alarm catch up to her. “Are we gonna die, Yas?”

“No, idiot.” Yasmine jabbed her shoulder—hard, but still affectionate. As was Yasmine’s way. “You’ll just be kind of tired later. And we can use my espresso machine.”

“Because my dad says if you don’t sleep, you’ll start seeing spirits and demons—”

“Your dad also licks LSD tabs enough to show up the damn tootsie pop owl, Moon.”

Moon snorted, lifting a foot from where it rested on Yasmine’s leg and kicking her lightly in the stomach. The other girl only cackled, emanating the same smug victory as always.

And god was it hot.

“I seriously can’t believe we pulled an all-nighter for no reason.” Yasmine laughed, one hand starting to absentmindedly massage Moon’s feet. “I haven’t pulled an all-nighter since I was like 12.”

Moon frowned. “What were you staying up all night for in middle school?”

“Oh, you know.” Yasmine clicked her tongue. “My mom wouldn’t let me ditch school on my 13th birthday, so I stayed up as a protest. I really didn’t want to like…cross the threshold of finally becoming a teenager while trapped in the shittiest place on earth. So I tried to put it off as long as I could.”

“Did it work?” Moon gave her a coy look.

“Oh, shut up.” Yasmine snickered, shoving her a little harder than before. Moon fell to the carpet in a giggling heap, feet still leaning against Yasmine’s stomach.

It was a strange sort of comfort, she thought. The effortless ease of being with a best friend.

A best friend.

Something Moon hadn’t had for a long while. Possibly not since early elementary school, where she had a bad habit of befriending girls just as strange as her only for them to move away the next year.

But then Yasmine happened. And it seemed that, unless disaster struck, she was there to stay.

“So be straight with me.” She gave Moon a searching look, drowsiness slowing her movements. “Did you secretly—”

“Be straight with you.” Moon cut her off. “You were Frenching me like your life depended on it 4 hours ago, and you want me to be straight with you.”

Yasmine’s entire face flushed. “You know what I mean!”

“Yeah, and you used the funniest possible wording for it.”

“You’re so annoying.”

You think so? Doesn’t look like that from where I’m standing.

Yasmine wasn’t open about fondness. But Moon could always feel it, hovering in the air in a sort of balmy, indescribable energy.

“But real talk.” Yasmine went back to scrutinizing her. “Did you secretly do one of those like…weird Wiccan spells when we burned the incense? To make time speed up or whatever?”

“No.” Moon had to smirk. “You just like hanging out with me. You wasted an entire night on me that you’ll never get back.”

And so Yasmine had. She could tell Moon tomorrow that she never wanted to see her again, and it couldn’t erase the hours they’d spent with their auras interlaced in that beautiful living room. The time their souls spent weaving into one blinding beam, like the first ray of sunrise over the Valley.

Yasmine answered with an eyeroll, but her cheeks were still undeniably red. Moon savored the taste of a rare victory.

“You like hanging out with me, Yasmine Pyne,” she taunted playfully. As though voicing it again would cement it into something more tangible. More permanent.

“Oh, bullshit.” Yasmine scoffed—albeit one devoid of any real disdain. “I invited you over to dance around my house and get crossed with me because I hate you.”

And Moon burst out laughing, because that quick, deadpan wit had to be her favorite thing in the world.

She hoped it would always be a short reach away.

“Speaking of the incense, though!” She sat up, suddenly reaching for a roll of paper towels on the ebony wood coffee table. “We should get back to work.”

They’d made quite a mess earlier, the remains of amber, cedar, jasmine, and copal sprawled across the decorative record shelves that Yasmine’s parents had never stored a single record on. Until about an hour ago, they were diligently cleaning it up.

Or maybe it was 2 hours? Moon wasn’t quite sure when they got sidetracked.

“How’d we even end up down here?” Yasmine glanced at the white carpet below them, which at some point they must have decided was a better seating arrangement than anything else the room had to offer.

“This probably helped.”

Moon plucked the empty rosé bottle from where it had almost rolled under a navy blue couch. The wine really was exceptionally shitty grade, for being from Yasmine’s mother’s padlocked liquor cabinet.

But Yasmine figured out the combination long ago, as well as the fact that the crappier the wine was, the quicker her mother would completely forget it existed.

Yasmine laughed, and Moon didn’t think it would ever stop being addictive. Full, beautiful, showing off dimples that only glowed their brightest when the frosty walls came down.

“We’re ridiculous. Loveseat over there’s worth 4 grand…and yet here we are.” She patted the floor, rolling her eyes.

“Should we move, then?”

“Mmmmm…no. That sounds like a lot of work.”

Yasmine ran thin, delicate fingers down Moon’s leg. Serenity trickled across her body, more cleansing than settling into a warm rose bath.

She leaned back, reclining on the carpet and closing her eyes. For a moment she swore she was floating, suspended in the sunrise with Yasmine backlit by the approaching morning. Both of them one with the sky and the vast infinity beyond.

She had so much to say, but wasn’t sure how to voice any of it without sounding silly.

Does she know she’s my peace? Does she know I never knew what bliss could really be until we entwined ourselves? Does she know I haven’t been this happy in a long time?

Does she know I’m falling in love? Does she know it scares me?

Does she know I still want to hold on as hard as I can?

“God.” She opened her eyes to see Yasmine smiling down at her—the kind of rare, unrestrained affection she could get used to. “You’re the coolest person I know, and I get to see you every day. I’m the luckiest bitch in the world.”

Moon thought she was, too.

***

Their shoes were kicked off at the foyer entrance, forgotten.

Yasmine led Moon around the hall’s velvet centerpiece, twirling with one hand on her friend’s waist and the other on a glass of merlot. The marble floor was cold against Moon’s feet, but her cheeks were burning.

It all felt like an elegant princess ball, straight out of some fairy tale picture book. Well…a princess ball if True Love’s Kiss was completely fucking unattainable, anyways.

She never should’ve agreed to this—“practicing” for the Halloween dance with Yasmine, of all people. Now she was an undignified, blushing, well-on-her-way-to-being-crossed mess.

Not like Yasmine was doing much better for herself.

Already half-drunk, her merlot swayed this way and that as she pulled Moon through the foyer. She giggled and hummed along to the soft pop music drifting from the boombox from the corner, green eyes bloodshot and slowly drifting shut.

Moon knew on some level that disaster was eminent. But the entire scene was so gloriously strange and delightfully ridiculous that all she could do was go along with it.

“We are so dumb.” She sniggered the words in between puffs from a bong, intermittently put down on Yasmine’s rose gold couch.

“Yeah. We’re idiots.” Yasmine erupted into a devilish grin, completely unperturbed. “But you’re having fun, aren’t you?”

Moon playfully blew a puff of smoke into Yasmine’s face. “I guess I am.”

“Tooooold you this was a great idea.”

One more lap around the centerpiece before the night irreversibly shifted.

A tiny misstep, and Yasmine’s leg collided with the velvet arm of the couch. She yelped, toppling forward and sending burgundy sloshing from her wine glass.

Gray-green eyes stretched wide with horror as Moon felt something wet on her. It was as though Yasmine banished her altered state with sheer force of will, now fully cognizant of the unfolding catastrophe.

“Shit. Moon. I’m so sorry.”

Her hand flew from Moon’s waist, covering a pained gasp. Moon surveyed the damage.

It wasn’t that bad. Just a dark red patch on a relatively unimportant floral-printed t-shirt. Nothing a good dry clean couldn’t fix.

But Yasmine was looking at the discolored smudge like Moon had been shot.

“Hey. It’s fine.” Moon rested a hand on her shoulder. “It’ll come out. Promise.”

Yasmine only whimpered, shaking her head. She nearly slammed her glass on the marble, putting it down in a rush so she could use both hands to inspect Moon’s shirt.

“God.” Her face twisted in disgust. “I’m such a moron. I’m sorry. I can’t believe I did that.”

“It’s okay!”

Moon forced a chuckle. Perhaps if she laughed this all off, so could Yas.

She found herself desperately wanting back the Yasmine of a few minutes ago, all giggles and easy smiles and clumsy movements. Too often she was a hot coil, ready on a moment’s notice to surge into a burst of concentrated, destructive energy. Never allowing herself to loosen or cool down.

It’d been nice to finally see her let all that go.

“It just looks like another rose in the pattern.” Moon shrugged. “Or…a carnation, maybe. Probably too dark to be a rose. But the shirt’s kind of a watercolor design anyways, so. Doesn’t look that out-of-place.”

“But I ruined it!” Yasmine ran the fabric through her fingers, staring at the stain like she was trying to will it away. “Now people are gonna see you and think you’re some kind of…I don’t know, sloppy alcoholic loser. I’ve seen my mom’s maid try to get out stains like this, and they’re a bitch.”

“Hey. Yas.” Moon ruffled her hair affectionately. “It’s just a shirt. I can get another one just like it.”

“Yeah, but…I was a big fucking dumbass, and now you have to go to the trouble.” Yasmine stepped back, looking up to meet Moon’s gaze.

Her face was pressed into a deep frown. Moon slid her hand back onto her friend’s shoulder.

“I thought wine would be fun, but it was all so stupid,” Yasmine muttered, eyes darting away.

“It was not!” Moon rolled her eyes. “You’re being overdramatic. What would it take to convince you I’m not mad?”

“Why aren’t you?!” Yasmine practically wailed it. “Like, you’re not showing nearly enough concern over this fashion disaster! Imagine if anyone at school saw you like this. They’d never take you seriously again. Start calling you ‘Moonshine’ or some shit.”

“Yes, but they aren’t here.” Moon shook her head, fond smile tugging at her lips. “You worry too much about things that haven’t even happened yet. Take a deep breath, okay?”

“I still can’t believe I was that stupid.” The other girl’s frown morphed into an embarrassed pout. “Like. Ugh. Practically pouring wine on you like some sort of dumb fuck because I forget where my own fucking couch is. I’m—I’m really sorry. I’ll buy you a new shirt if you want.”

It was strange—this minor thing sending her into near hysterics. She was never one for even small apologies, let alone making a huge, borderline groveling show of them. There was a cognitive dissonance in it—this facet so drastically different from any of the Yasmine Moon had seen.

And yet.

Something about Yasmine’s flustered, self-conscious blubbering, Moon thought, was so beautiful.

And that was about when it hit her.

In a matter of weeks, Yasmine had clawed her way to the top of the school food chain, pulling Moon right along with her. They were practically royalty, hallways clearing out for them to walk through and geeky classmates not even daring to look them in the eye.

Moon could have anyone she wanted now. Half the jocks were constantly ogling her, any one of them more than content to be a trophy on the up-and-coming cheerleader’s arm.

But she wanted Yasmine.

She could have kids from every high school in California vying for her affections—presenting her with gifts and flattery and sensual touches and promises and everything in between—and her choice would be the same every time.

She plucked up her own wine, sitting on a nearby table, and took a long sip. The warmth of the alcohol bubbled through her like a holy elixir—and in a single, elevated moment, she made up her mind.

Yasmine was still mumbling apologies and bemoaning her tiny moment of weakness when Moon cupped her cheeks, pulling them together.

Heat coursed from her purple-painted toenails to her tanned cheeks and everywhere in between. It was like sinking into a hot tub on a cold winter night, jets pressing on her from every direction.

And for what felt like a while, Moon let herself lie suspended in the moment. Not taking in a thing but the dazzling now.

Yasmine tasted like strawberry bubblegum lip gloss, and her mouth was soft and sensual and perfect—like the stars had always aligned for Moon to end up there. Smooth, manicured nails cupped the back of her neck, massaging every runaway hair and every hidden crevice of skin.

The only reason Moon pulled away was to center herself. Make sure she hadn’t done something completely insane.

“Moon.”

Her name was almost inaudible.

Yasmine stared in quiet disbelief, completely motionless. Moon held her breath, waiting for everything to process.

When it did, there was no horror on Yasmine’s face. No disgust. No shame. Not yet, anyways.

She was in awe.

“Why the hell did you stop?”

The sheer aggression of the statement caught Moon off-guard. She scarcely had time to think before Yasmine was holding her chin, yanking her forward and slamming their mouths together.

They pulled apart and crashed together again and again, fire and fervor and sheer, insatiable hunger blazing hotter than every star in the sky. And even tingling with a euphoria that felt eternal, Moon couldn’t help but think this was a long time coming.

She’d always had a feeling her and Yasmine’s auras were destined to interlock—far more than hers had with anyone else’s. And she’d always had a feeling they wanted each other.

It was a tension that hung in the air, coloring the space between them in vivid, pulsating pinks and reds. The ever-present agony of wanting the flavorful candy stored on top shelves, but never sure how to get it. The frustration of entangling themselves when they hugged goodbye and realizing that a brief hold would never be enough.

The way when they touched, they didn’t want to let go.

No, they were always meant to end up that way. And come what may, Moon would not question the wills of fate and the universe.

Especially when it gifted her the most beautiful thing she ever felt.

Sunset light streamed in through elegant bay windows, and the whole foyer glowed like topaz. In between kisses Moon saw it wash over Yasmine, outlining her in peach and orange and finally deep scarlet.

She was brighter than a goddess.

Dusk was pleasantly warm against Moon’s arms. Pure, relieving, freeing. Peaceful as the rhythm of evening crickets and the hum of distant 101 traffic.

The beginning of something beautiful. Not merely the last touch of daylight before the world was taken by darkness.

Then again, for someone named after the brightest thing in a black sky…

It only made sense the most radiant moments of Moon’s life would be on the cusp of nightfall.

When Moon looked out the windows again, the sky was deep red, and the clouds glowed like rubies.

#cksapphicsummer #yasmoon #yasmine x moon #moon x yasmine #aesthetic #moodboard #yasmine cobra kai #moon cobra kai #fanfic #fanfiction #cobra kai #cobra kai season 1 #cobra kai season 2 #cobra kai season 3 #wlw #femslash #lesbian #sapphic

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Hiiii! Im here cause i am enabled ! 😈 This one of the many ask i will be sending xD so how about eddie with a pluz size new girl ( i love this trope) who seems to be unfazed about yhe rumor and tried to be friend him cause after she saw how the others treat eddie she decided theyre jerks and decided she would be friends with the hellfire club and eddie cause theyre nice. She comes befriending them looking all cutesie and preppy then the next day she comes to them all decked out in goth/punk outfit. She has a wide range of aesthetic and doesnt care what people say ( at least she wont let them see it gets to her sometimes) i hope this is ok

hi! thank you for the ask<3 I can't sleep so you get this little blurb while I'm on vacation lmao

I hope you enjoy!

"And this is the cafeteria!" said the perky student council member, Kathleen.

You had just transferred to Hawkins High in the middle of the Fall semester. A long way away from home, you were a bit nervous to be starting fresh, but Kathleen -the student council member that had been assigned to help you find your way around and has been softening the stressful blow of your first day.

"Most of us have unassigned assigned seats, but you can sit wherever you'd like. You're more than wel-".

Shouts and laughter from across the room interrupted Kathleen. You followed the sound and landed on a small sea of black and white t-shirts and lots of hair. You watched in curiosity as a young man with a long mane dramatically relayed something to the rest of his group.

Kathleen looked on in disgust. "Don't mind them, that's just the freak table. As I was saying, you're more than welcome to come sit with me and my friends. We're very open to new people, promise!" And with that she left to her table.

The so-called "freak" table held your attention as you grabbed your lunch tray and waited in line. You were so distracted that you accidentally bumped into the boy in front of you. Taking a deep breath, you slowly made your way across the cafeteria to the freak table.

Hugging your tray close, you slowly approached the table. "Hi, I'm Y/N, would it be okay if I sat here?"

The entire table fell silent, gawking at you as if you had two heads.

"I promise I'm friendly!" You started. "I just thought you guys looked kind of cool. Fuck the "freak" label, right?" You cringed inwardly at the use of the word.

The longhaired boy finally broke the silence, clearing his throat and standing up and shooing a curly haired boy away to make room next to him. "Of course, m'lady," He bowed with a flourish.

You let out a small huff of laughter, setting your tray down and adjusting your skirt before sitting down.

"I'm Eddie, pleased to make your acquaintance". He went around the table introducing everyone. "So, what's a pink princess like yourself sitting over here with us? I'm sure the preppy counsel member warned you about us".

"I don't normally listen to rumors. And besides, your table looked the most entertaining by far. The cafeteria here is kinda dead without the ruckus you've caused".

Eddie grinned back at you.

From then on you held a permanent spot at the Hellfire table, your bright colored clothes a stark change from the darker clothes worn by the boys. Of course, your presence at the table placed a target on your back. Jocks and preps alike had approached you more than once to try and sway you away from the Hellfire Club before giving up and turning their backs on you. They hurled insults and threw wadded up balls of paper at you like the rest of the club, but it never deterred you. The boys at the table were nice and incredibly welcoming. Especially Eddie. The boy had gone out of his way to make you feel welcomed, escorting you to classes (even when he planned on skipping that period), hanging out with you after school on days he didn't have a campaign to run, and even split his lunch with you -often trading your carton of milk for whatever cheap brand of cookies he bought that day (you insisted it wasn't a fair trade, he insisted he didn't care). Everything was calm and peaceful until one day when you decided to shake it up a bit.

You had a wide range of clothes, who didn't? Anyone who stuck to one specific look was kinda boring in your opinion. So when you came into school wearing a pair of ripped black jeans, a well loved band tee, and a pair of Doc Martin boots heads turned at the speed of light. A stark change from your normal pinks, yellows, and blues, you felt confident until one of the jocks -Jason, was it? -stepped up to you at your locker.

"Did the freaks finally get to you, Y/N? You used to look like such a good girl, what happened?"

You scoffed. "You know, people can wear whatever clothes they want without it meaning anything. And don't talk about my friends like that, they're not freaks".

He took a step closer to you, all but cornering you into the corner where your locker was. "And what are you planning on doing about it, freak?" He spat. "Run and cry to the other losers in your little club? Fucking creeps".

Before you could respond a heavy hand landed on Jason's shoulder, making the boy flinch.

"Is there a problem here?" Eddie asked gruffly.

"Not at all freak, just having a friendly conversation with our Y/N here".

You looked at Eddie who looked ready to pounce at your command. "It's not worth it Eds, just let it go".

"Yeah, listen to your little bitch, it's not worth it," Jason grinned, knowing he was riling the other boy up.

Eddie shoved Jason into a locker. "Hey! Watch your fucking mouth Jason". He caught the stare of a teacher who began walking over to the small tiff. "You're lucky Mrs. Leoda is coming over, otherwise you'd have been toast, Jason". Eddie gave him one final shove before grabbing your hand and dragging you away from the corner you had found yourself in.

Turning down an empty hall, Eddie let his eyes greedily linger over you. Your tight t-shirt and black fishnets underneath had his mouth watering.

"You look amazing, doll".

You felt your face warm. "Thanks Eds. Figured I'd switch it up a bit, yeah?"

He let out a small laugh. "Well, switch it up a bit more. You'll have me chasing after you like a little school boy".

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x plus size reader #stranger things fic #stranger things #writing #ask

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fluff-a-nutter · 7 months

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TickleTober Prompt: New Discovery + Accidental

((Ler!Varian Lee!Hugo. This is a tickle fic! If that’s not your jam, then don’t read!))

It had all started as an accident. Varian squeezing Hugo’s knee under the table at a dinner with the royal family in hopes to reassure his boyfriend, causing him to jerk his leg violently and smother a snort with a cough into his napkin and hoping no one noticed his reaction. When Varian asked him about it later, he’d claimed it had startled him and nothing more. Hugo had thought and hoped that would be the end of it.

The next incident had been in the lab. The two young men were working on a new upgrade to Varian’s hot water machines when Hugo decided to mess with Varian and steal his goggles off the top of his head. He had planned on dangling them just out of his shorter boyfriends grasp, while teasing him about his height as he was so prone to doing. What Hugo hadn’t planned on was Varian losing his balance when he tried to snatch the goggles back and falling forward into Hugo, grabbing a fistful of Hugo’s shirt as well as his stomach making the taller yelp in ticklish alarm.

“Babe, what was that?” Varian had asked Hugo, raising an eyebrow and taking his goggles back.

“It was nothing, hunny. I just got surprised when you fell, that’s all.” Hugo replied, praying to the Sun that Varian hadn’t taken notice of the blush that was creeping up his neck and onto his face and ears. Varian made a noise of disbelief, but didn’t ask any further questions—mainly because the chemical they had been testing was starting to bubble up out of the beaker and was moments away from an explosion.

Now they were in bed (not like that ya nasties XD) and Varian was running his fingers through Hugo’s hair. Both of them were prone to nightmares, but lately Hugo’s had been worse, but there was something about the feeling of Varian’s arms around him while he ran his fingers through his hair and massaged his scalp that always comforted and relaxed the blonde, making him feel so safe and loved. Just as Hugo was about to drift off to sleep again, Varian’s hand brushed a bit too close to his neck and he flinched, suddenly wide awake. He heard Varian let out a startled noise, probably since Hugo had nearly head butted him in the nose.

“Hugo, what is up? It seems like every time I touch you, you get all jumpy. Are you okay?” Varian asked, his baby blue eyes filled with concern and confusion.

“If I’m hurting you or making you uncomfortable, just tell me, Hugh.”

Hugo looked into Varian’s eyes and sighed. He hadn’t meant to worry his boyfriend. He just- didn’t want him finding out he was ticklish. Not when he had been the victor of all their tickle fights. But he supposed the only way to keep Varian from worrying was to come clean and tell him the truth.

“No, no, Bluebird you aren’t hurting me, I’m fine. I’m just-“ Here, Hugo paused and cleared his throat nervously, though he wasn’t exactly sure why he was nervous.

“I’m ticklish.” He mumbled quietly, hiding his face in Varian’s chest.

“Huh? What was that, baby? I couldn’t hear you.” Varian said.

Truthfully, he had totally heard Hugo. But he wanted to get some payback for all the times Hugo had wrecked him.

Hugo whined into Varian’s chest and flashed him a pout.

“I’m fucking ticklish, Hairstripe!” He repeated and then immediately regretted it when he saw the downright evil gleam in Varian’s eyes.

“Oh? Is that so?” The Royal engineer purred, effortlessly flipping over so he was on top of Hugo, a wild, malicious grin on his face. Sometimes Hugo forgot how strong his boyfriend was. Hugo gulped a nervous, giddy energy building inside him. But at the same time, he was also kind of excited. It had been a long time since some one had tickled him properly and he had almost forgotten how it felt.

“Y-yeah, a little.” He squeaked out, his heart racing. Varian smirked down at him.

“Only a little?” Oh, the little bastard was teasing him! Was this how Varian felt in the moments before Hugo wrecked his shit? Hugo found himself nodding. Varian let out a thoughtful hum.

“I think I’ll be the judge of that.” He said decisively, before starting to poke along Hugo’s torso, aiming for his ribs first. Almost instantly, the blonde began to snicker and brought his hand up to cover his mouth.

“Ah, none of that. I wanna see you smile.” Varian said, quickly grabbing Hugo’s hands and pinning them under his knees.

Hugo burst into bright giggles when Varian started spidering his fingers across his sides, lifting his shirt up and scribbling his fingers along Hugo’s stomach, even being bold enough to give him a few small raspberries there as well.

“G-gohohohoggles!” He whined through his giggles, thumping his feet against the mattress.

“Hm?” Varian hummed, glancing up at Hugo to make sure he was okay with this. What he saw made his heart melt. Hugo had a huge smile on his face and he was giggling his head off. He didn’t look uncomfortable, but joyful. It was an absolutely beautiful sight.

“Seems to me like you’re more than a little ticklish, Hugo. You know what that means, don’t you?” Varian asked, smirking. Hugo giggled and tilted his head.

“W-whahahat?” He asked through his chuckles, noticing Varian had stopped tickling him. He blushed when Varian leaned down so their noses brushed.

“It means you lied to me, Hugo. And liars need to be punished.” Hugo’s eyes widen and he tried to stutter out an apology.

“W-wait! What are you going to do?” He asked. Though he knew Varian would never hurt him, whatever he had planned was probably gonna tickle like hell. Varian grinned at him.

“Liars get neck raspberries.” He said, leaning down quickly and blowing raspberries onto Hugo’s neck. The blonde screeched, arching his back and trying to scrunch his shoulders up. Varian pulled away briefly, laughing.

“Did I find a bad spot then?” He asked, amused at his boyfriend’s reaction.

Blushing, Hugo nodded.

Smirking, Varian leaned down and blew more raspberries against Hugo neck, eliciting loud peals of laughter and shrieks.

“VAHAHAHARIAN PLEHEAHEAHEAHEASE!” Hugo cackled, his head tossed back in hysterical delight.

“Please what, Hugh? Please continue? I’d be happy to!” Varian chirped continuing his raspberry assault.

Squealing at this point, Hugo lost himself to his giggles, quickly learning he really couldn’t fight back. After all, Varian had his face buried into the side of his neck and didn’t seem to have any plans to remove it.

The raspberries switched to nibbles and that’s when Hugo’s laughter turned silent. It was the most horrendously ticklish sensation he had felt and he was torn between begging for mercy and never wanting it to end.

Varian pulled his face away from Hugo’s neck, giving him a much needed breather. While his boyfriend sucked in lungfuls of air between giggles, Varian admired how beautiful Hugo looked all giggly and breathless.

“Ahahahare you dohohone?” Hugo asked through residual giggles, his green eyes shining with mirthful tears. Varian smiled.

“Almost, I just wanna try one last thing.” Before Hugo could even ask what, two hands latched onto his thighs and squeezed. And Hugo. Fucking. Snorted.

“Ohoho my god! That was so cute!” Varian gushed, while Hugo turned scarlet.

“Shut up, like you’re any be- BeHEHEHETTER!” Hugo’s reply was instantly dissolved into cackles and snorts when Varian started rapidly squeezing his thighs.

“MERHERHERHERHERCY!! MERHERHERCY, PLEHEHEHEHASE!” Hugo shrieked out after a few more moments of thigh squeezes, during which Varian found a horridly sensitive spot where his thigh met his knee. Lucky for him, Varian stopped immediately quickly noticing Hugo was at his limit and didn’t want to push things.

Hugo sprawled out on the bed sucking in oxygen and twitching occasionally from phantom tingles. Varian reached over and started running his fingers through Hugo’s hair again letting him catch his breath.

“Sorry if I took that too far, baby. I just love hearing you laugh.” He apologized pressing a sweet kiss to Hugo’s temple. His boyfriend gave him a blissful smile.

“Oh I’m okay, Stripes. It wasn’t that bad actually.” He blushed smiling shyly.

“I had fun. I haven’t laughed like that in a long time.” He added, with a sheepish little giggle.

Varian smirked and hummed mischievously.

“I’ll have to remember that then.” He teased, planting a few gentle kisses to Hugo’s cheeks and face, before giving him a peck on the lips. Hugo beamed at all the love and attention.

“Yeah, but expect revenge. I can’t have you beating me at my own game.” He warned, skittering his fingers across Varian’s tummy, making him yelp and squirm back with a squeal.

“Youhohou ahahass!” Varian giggled, before moving back over and yawning cuddling close to Hugo who chuckled fondly.

“Watch your back tomorrow morning.” He teased, before feeling himself growing sleepy as well.

Varian just snored in response, already fast asleep.

Hugo drifted off with plans for revenge and plans to provoke Varian into tickling him more often filling his dreams.

A/N: Hey guys! Sorry for the lack of tickletober stuff! I honestly thought I’d get more out, but then I got COVID and was pretty out of it from the steroids my doctor gave me, so I didn’t feel much like writing. I was planning on waiting until the 21st to post this, but then I got excited and couldn’t wait lol. Also, Idk if anyone else is obsessed with Varigo like me, but I hope you all enjoyed this. (And I definitely plan on posting more tkl content for this ship! I love it so much 🥰 pls talk to me about my boys, I will not shut up!)

#ler!varian #lee!hugo #sfw tickle community #augtickletober2023 #tickle fluff #tickle community #varian tts #varigo tickles #varigo

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mushiewrites · 1 year

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19 with lee!HD and ler!XD or 4K :] it's seems like something he would say

my baby HD, my whole heart 💙

19. “I’ll never talk to you ever again” // from this prompt list

“Are you seriously gonna do this right now? It’s so unbalanced! This is so unfair!” HD yelled in fake outrage, looking at the two clawed hands that were gripped onto his triceps, holding his arms up and out of the way. He then moved his gaze to the four hands hovered above his torso, looking up at XD as they visibly smirked under their mask.

“Oh hush, HD, you love when it’s unbalanced and unfair.” the deity went bright red hearing this, trying to turn his face to hide it in one of 4K’s arms but the God just moved them away, forcing HD’s blushy skin to be exposed. He was about to start cursing them out when he felt claws grabbing at the bottom of his shirt, looking down to see the top set of hands pulling it up while his bottom set trailed behind, causing HD to break out into the most adorable giggles.

“I-Ihihi do nohot!” HD tried to sound as annoyed as possible but found it incredibly hard to do so when you’re too busy being tickled to bits. But he was met with silence, the air only filled by his own laughter as XD slowed their hands, moving them up a bit so that the top hands were resting on his ribs while the lower set were placed in the middle of his sides, where he was most sensitive.

“I’ll never talk to you ever again!” he spat out at the two larger Gods, chills going down his spine as they laughed at his outburst.

“Just be quiet and laugh for us, okay HD? Just be good.” And with that, the four hands sprung to life, squeezing and kneading and prodding and making HD howl and squeal. He was bucking his hips, kicking his legs and pulling at his arms, but XD’s hands kept his torso in place while 4K’s grip on his arms remained as tight as ever.

By the end of the attack HD was so blissed out and tired that he really couldn’t talk to the two Gods even if he wanted to.

#lee!georgehd #ler!dreamxd #ler!sapnap4k #elliot tword #asks #yay thank u!#probably typos #i did not proof read bc i’m hella sad and don’t care #mcyt tickle #mushie drabbles

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minniemariex · 2 years

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LOVE IN THE AIR EP 6

SPOILERS AHEAD

stream of thoughts (like literally wrote it on the first watch through on yt i’m off now to watch it grey with all of the nc scenes 😏)

okay we’re like 3 mins in (off which good 2,5 was previously on LITA) and rain is already adorable. him hiding behind Phi when he registered an unknown man as threat was a smart and adorable move. shows how much he trusts Phi to keep him safe and to take care of him. and Phi immediately knowing and introducing him to kind of show he is someone he knows. rain still kind of cowed hides behind Phis still.

also the guy gives me a bad vibe. also are all mafia lords gay? cause he clearly said that Big Bosses ‘boy’ got sick. like? hmmm okay

rain holding Phi’s arm in both hands is precious. he gives himself sth to hold onto. quite literally

Phi asking if he now gets why he was so upset when rain snuck into the race last time. and rain actually getting it. it was super careless and irresponsible and down right stupid of him. but now rain is gonna be a Good Boy and stick to Phi like a glue

oh no. the guys from the bathroom. i mean i knew they would cause trouble this ep. but still.

im also wondering about how close Phi and Big Boss are. like are they kinda friends? and that’s why he trusts Phi to fix his bikes? how did they meet? i’m guessing it was a few years back. since it’s pretty obvious that both twins know him pretty well.

another side not does anyone know how old is Phi? he finished his degree so i’m guessing 25/26? and rain is what? like 20?? idk 🤷🏻‍♀️

omg. okay. Prapai talking to rain. and probably wanting some sky info. but getting interrupted by twin nr. 2. and getting roped into beating newcomers into submission. i so do love saifah (lowkey forgot his name for a sec xD)

okay but the fact that no one wants to race P’Pai should be enough of an indication that he’s one of the best and taht you definitely should not race him. especially on your first race. like. UGH 😩 where’s your common sense and self preservation dude???

sorry to interrupt but there’s a hot blond human being in the background. i’m a white shirt (at around 8,28 on yt). and i jsut would like to have an in focus shot of him. for research purposes of course.

not gonna lie i’m living the race scenes. the only thing that bugs me is taht the other guy is racking in fucking jeans and converse. like. dude. you don’t do that. other than that loving it. P’Pai winning by a margin was not a surprise. like at all. the sore lose was also not a surprise. like at all.

i really don’t understand how some people can be dumb enough to not do research when they pretend to be close to someone. like boi. you telling the right hand man you gonna get him fired when he never saw your face? is a dumb move. but what can you do. your head is probably very very empty.

‘are you okay’ Phi ‘that should be my question’ rain. then rain puts his hand on Phi’s face and asks if he’s angry. cuuuuute

i see you rain. i see you. Phi says he’s mad and your eyes just take in his face and you think it’s hot. me too bb. me too. Phi is hot when he’s mad.

being cute and praising how good of a job Phi did by not punching anyone is a great way to elevate Phi’s mood. well chosen tactic rain. and then finish it with ‘smile, you’re scarring me and don’t frown or i’ll cry’ in an obviously not scared voice and we get one Phi in a better mood already.

the hug was everything. as was rain casually calling himself ‘darling’ the whole time (i think at least). and Phi definitely kissed rains ear. and i love that.

the little grab of Phi’s shirt and pulling him into a kiss after saying ‘Phi likes to take things slowly sometimes’ was soooo goood (i’m mad i’m watching this on yt and can’t see the kisses in full - i’m guessing they cut them after last ep)

and can i just say i love the lighting in this scene. rain looks so soft. as does Phi. it brings up the gold in their skin tone so well. and just loooks amazing.

can we talks a little about how Phi is obviously very good at his job? competency is hot. and also liked by his coworkers? and clearly dedicated to doing his best? he has a life outside of his relationship with rain. and taht sth that i feel like we often don’t get in series. idk if it’s cause a lot of them are just romance and everything not relevant is unimportant. and honestly in LITA it’s kind of the same. but here Phi being good at his job is definitely relevant as rain is in university essentially to have the same career. but i still like and appreciate showing us his work space and his colleagues and his job. and the fact he’s good at it is a great motivator for rain but also for the viewers.

Phi rushing to the garage cause he knows rain is there. i love their relationship. i want one for myself.

and rain just being at the garage to study. and do his work. as he promised Phi he would. TIME MÉNAGEMENT YAY

‘Phi there are people around’ looks around at the empty room. lol just let him kiss you rain. get your reward for studying xD

the kiss in the nose was adorable. as was the challenge to kiss rain on the mouth. which Phi did with pleasure.

COMMUNICATION we asked for it. and we got it. and actual conversation in a series where both parties expressed their opinion on a matter, which would normally cause a problem of some kind in a couple. here we got clear intentions and explanation and promise to not get hurt. Phi knows he ha smithing to gain from the race. but he shoma do it anyway. and rain while doesn’t really get it comes to an understanding taht it’s important to his Phi. so he has him promise not to get hurt. to which Phi responds that he’s going to have a bike race not a war. and i love it. thye we’re both level headed at the time of the conversation. clearly some time has passed since saifah came and gave them the news. they both thought about it. and discussed it as couple. got to an understanding. and case closed.

also i want to talk a little about how much Phi and rain hug. like since they got together they’ve been all over each other. hugging and holding hands and kissing. which honestly i don’t see that much in the series. like hugging doesn’t seem to be a huge part of most bl relationships. sure quick hugs or when one is distressed. but just pulling the other flush against and holding him there. that does not happen often. but would love to see it more often. i understand that not all characters have a personality fit for this type of actions. but i simply adore that LITA gives me all of that. cause i would definitely be like rain cling onto my SO hands and arms and just content with being held. and it’s nice to see that on the screen. it’s sth that’s missing (for me) in a lot of series. especially friends to lovers trope a so would imagine they would be quite touchy with each other.

rain is worried. but then he sees Phi in a racing suit and is like ‘Phi never loses’. the guys know that Phi did in fact lose one time. to rain of course xDD but rain doesn’t have to know just how much power he has over his Phi

Phi loves touching rains face. he constantly squished him. and it’s adorable. as is him touching rains hair or head.

omg Phi is so smooth. ‘the suit looks so cool Phi’ ‘it looked cool when i put it on. wanna see me take it off?’ Phi you’re gonna kill rain at some point with your flirting.

‘put them on for me’ gives rain his gloves. i’m in love with this man.

and of course then the duchebag shows up.

rain being protective of his Phi something i would love to see more of. also rain swearing in Phis presence is so hot. since he never does it anymore as Phi doesn’t like ba mannered boys. but when someone touches his Phi? all of that goes out of the window. and Phi is obviously proud of the way rain is supporting him and protecting him (kind of not really but you get what i mean)

also why did the duchebags friend had to have such beautiful and low voice?? he said like two lines but i’m ready to get him out of that friendship.

the race. well obviously Phi will win. i wonder if it’s really the actors. i mean i knwo that some parts at least are them. but i wonder if they had some more capable people race and do it like super fast and then stitch it together. and like i said. Phi won. fair and square.

and apparently that was hot for rain. cause those kisses are saying a lot. yes boy go and take that suit off like Phi wanted you before. UGH YOUTUBE WHY DO YOU KEEP STOPPING BEFORE THE BEST PART?!?!?!?!? imma watch it later on grey xD

rain is discovering a whole new world with Phi. works of wonderful sex and wonderful kinks to try out xD

AGAIN THE LIGHTING IN THIS SCENE IS GORGEOUS

rain wants to see Phi in a race suit but not race again. and i kinda get it.

Phi’s backstory of why he chose architecture is hilarious. but so true lol. you make some weird choices on some random decisions you made as a kid.

i’m in love with this scene. just them quietly talking about themselves. getting to know each other. and confessing it’s ‘more than like’ and that ‘it been more than like for a while now’ is so wholesome. i want that with my SO some day.

my biggest pet peeve is when you are in bed and under the covers but your feet stand out. CANT STAND IT 😫

rain made breakfast. in underwear. and Phi came in. and smacked his ass. and let me tell you something. thai kind of simple domesticity is great and i love every second of it given to me. rain not even being bothered but the smack has just added few points for the scene.

Phi being a gentleman and kissing rains hand is such a great contrast to him smacking rains ass and i love it.

aww rain is a stay at home boyfriend now. so cute.

that’s suspicious. rain do not go to carry the package. like boi be smart. your Phi jsut had a conflict with a guy who clearly saw you kiss him, thus he knows you’re important to him. this little clue les bean.

okay i’m sorry but like. they didn’t even tie him up. wtf ??

okay i’m sorry? that’s an unbearably messy room?? you’ve clearly never saw mine lol omg is he gonna realize it’s Phi’s triangle (i honestly have no idea what’s it called in english lol)

#love in the air the series #love in the air #payurain #ep 6 #lol it got long again #sorry not sorry #if you read through this props to you lol

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