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duckymcdoorknob · 7 months

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𝓣𝓲𝓬𝓴𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓓𝓪𝔂 3: 𝓒𝓾𝓭𝓭𝓵𝓮𝓼

Miya my son my baby my child

This made me so soft oh my god I need me a shadow so bad 😭😭

Tags: @giggly-squiggily @chrimsss (THANK YOU FOR THE INSPIRSTION)

—This do have tickles below the cut ngl—

Miya had to admit, hanging out with his friends was his favorite part of the week. The meetings were never planned, more-so just an impromptu event that took place. Today’s particular celebration was about Langa’s slow-rising report card grade! So, as they usually do, they gathered at Joe and Cherry’s place and celebrated till the cows came home.

The hustle and bustle of the celebration was immaculate, and poor Miya was positively exhausted.

At least, he should have been.

Instead, the poor kid was staring bug-eyed at the ceiling from his position on the couch.

He tossed and turned, overstimulated by the noises in the (should be quiet) room. Reki was snoring rather raucously, Cherry and Joe were engrossed in a gentle conversation, which didn’t much bother him, but it still added to the sound; not to mention the damned ceiling fan that squeaked every six seconds— oh yes, he counted.

The boy sighed and rubbed his burning eyes, subsequently covering his ears with his pillow and turning over on his side. His whole body felt ungodly heavy, and it almost hurt to breathe. He needed to sleep now.

Miya grimaced in exasperation, ready to make a pleaded announcement, until he felt a gentle brush of a hand along his forehead.

The young skater opened his bleary eyes and was met by the patient smile of Hiromi. The orange-haired male only mouthed something to him, since the boy was too tired to comprehend the noise that emitted. Whatever Hiromi offered was probably better than being where he was now, so he nodded, oblivious to whatever was said.

Hiromi wordlessly scooped the exhausted boy into his arms, letting his little head rest atop his shoulder. Miya wasn’t sure what the tall man had said, but he felt the rumble of speech beneath his torso. Soon enough, Shadow was leading them both down a secluded hallway.

When Miya saw the spare bedroom, he swore he could’ve cried in relief. He did sigh heavily, however, when he was carefully laid flat on his stomach. Hiromi exhaled fondly and sat next to the young skateboarder, gently tracing shapes up and down his back.

Miya’s shoulders gently heaved as breathy giggles filled the room. As the orange-haired male’s fingers neared the boy’s sides and neck, he would flinch a little.

“Everything okay, little buddy?” A whispered check-in filled the room.

“Y-Yehehes. Tihihihickles.” Miya hummed, unmoving.

Shadow’s lips screwed into a pouty smile as his brows furrowed. ‘So precious…’ he thought. He gently raked his blunt nails up and down Miya’s back, scribbling little patterns into it.

“S-Shahahadow—ehehehe— tihihihickles.” Miya’s giggles grew in volume, but no attempt to block the ticklish feeling was made.

“Shhhh, just relax; I know you’re exhausted.“ Hiromi cooed in a whispered reply, letting his fingers drag up to Miya’s neck.

The boy squealed and shrugged his shoulders. Hiromi chuckled a bit and stopped what he was doing, opting to lay down on the bed himself.

A sudden, gentle weight was pressed against his chest. The scent of strawberries filled his nostrils as black hairs tickled his nose. Hiromi opened his eyes to see that Miya had settled down atop of his torso, and had laid his head over the bulky skater’s heart. “Keep going… please?”

Hiromi smiled with a pout once more, continuing to trace the boy’s back and causing little giggles to slip out.

“Thahahanks.” The little guy was curling in on himself occasionally, causing the larger skater to stop every so often. “Nohohoho, ihihihits okahahahay. Feheheels gohohohood.”

Hiromi cradled the boy’s head and drew gentle circles on his back, hoping to gently lull the boy to sleep.

Shadow got his wish after ten minutes, for little Miya fell asleep silently with a big smile on his face.

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#t content #augtickletober2023 #sk8 #skate the infinity #sk8 the infinity #Miya #Miya Chinen #shadow sk8 #sk8 shadow #hiromi higa #Miya sk8 #sk8 Miya #sk8 the infinity tickle #sk8 tickle #lee!miya #ler!shadow #ticklish!miya

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myreygn · 1 year

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Home is where your heart is.

summary: Miya sleeps over at Reki's place and everything's great, except it's not. But Reki wouldn't be Reki if he didn't have a way to cheer Miya up.

an: this was a commission (my first commission amen) by the wonderful @wertzunge. thank you so so much for commissioning and i really hope you like it!

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Miya knows that he’s being ridiculous. There’s no reason for him to be this nervous. He’s been over at Reki’s place before, he’s met his mother and siblings. And Reki is his friend, so it’s not like he’s sleeping at a strange place surrounded by strangers. He’s sleeping at a different place though. Miya tightens his grip on the backpack in his lap and looks out of the car window so that the driver wouldn’t catch onto his uneasiness.

He has never had a real sleepover at a friend’s place; heck, he has never even had a sleepover at his own house! It’s only due to his parents’ laissez-faire-don’t-care-attitude and his nanny being sick that he’s allowed to stay at a friend’s house. (A friend neither his parents nor his nanny have ever met, but okay.) Miya’s glad that this friend is Reki, of all people, but still, it’s a little nerve wracking to think of falling asleep in a house he’s a guest at.

“We’re here,” the driver says, looking at him in the rearview mirror. “I will pick you up tomorrow. Fourteen-hundred sharp. Do you need help carrying your backpack?”

Miya just shakes his head and gets out of the car. Just say 2pm, like a normal person… goddamn Europeans are always-

“MIYA!”

See, every home that is a loving one has a certain element to it that jumps right into unsuspecting visitors’ faces and makes them think ‘Wow, this truly is a loving home’. And it is here and now that Miya encounters such an element; it’s just that it literally jumps onto his back instead of figuratively into his face, and that it doesn’t make him think the loving-home-thing, but rather “What the actual fuck”.

“GHA- get off of me, you little twats!”

Reki’s younger sisters just giggle brightly, clutching onto his torso and arms for dear life and almost making him fall over in the process. “Never!” “We caught you, Mr. Miya!” “Yeah, you’re now a prisoner on the pirate ship! Arrrrgh!”

Oho? Well, alright then. “But I'm also a pirate! You can't just capture a fellow pirate, that's against the rules!"

"You're not a pirate! Harrr!" "Yeah, we never heard of you!"

Miya can't help but grin slightly. "What do you mean?! I'm Miya The Pirate King!" He grabs the girl clinging to his chest around the waist and throws her over his shoulder. "You have betrayed the Pirate King and now you will face his reven- oof!" The other kid has let go of him, only to tackle him right into the stomach. Miya goes down, careful not to hurt either of them, then they're all over him.

"Attack!" "Down with the Pirate King!"

"Chihiro! Nanaka! What did I tell you about ambushing our guests?!" Reki's mother snatches the two off of him, then she smiles at him apologetically. "I'm sorry, dear!"

He gets up, returning her smile a little carefully. "It's alright." Jeez, he's nervous again. This woman has never been anything but kind to him and, yeah, maybe he gets a warm feeling inside his chest when she calls him dear, but he can't help but feel like a burden every time he comes over. She is raising four children by herself… he never even considers helping Joe with the dishes after eating there, because it's Joe, but he always offers to help with the dishes when he's at the Kyan house. (She always declines his help though. Luckily. He has no idea how to do the dishes.)

"Please, go inside. I think Reki is in his room- sorry, I'm a little busy right now, but there's lemonade in the fridge, if you want."

Warmth. Fuzzy feeling in his chest. This family does something to him. Miya nods. "No worries, thank you very much for letting me stay over." He then heads inside, taking off his shoes at the entrance and turning towards Reki's room - only to discover, to his horror, that the redhead is already awaiting him in the corridor, leaning against the wall and smirking cockily. "That was really cute."

Miya feels his face flush with heat and he pushes past Reki with a low grumble. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"They gotcha good, huh, Pirate King?"

"Shut the hell up, Slime!"

Reki laughs and opens the door to his room. "Come aboard my humble ship, oh ruler of the seven seas!"

The "I'll kill you!" Miya was about to snap back gets stuck in his throat at the sight in front of him. A futon. A simple futon in the middle of the room. Two blankets and four pillows, all with flower embroidery. It looks soft. Miya stares.

"Do you like it?" Reki has closed the door behind him. "It's okay if you don't, I can sleep on it and you take my bed."

"N-no, it's fine. I mean good. It looks really good." Miya clears his throat and he quickly sets his backpack onto the futon, just to do something. What the heck is wrong with him?!

Reki tilts his head slightly, then he smiles one of his bright signature smiles and grabs Miya by his hoodie. "Come on, let's play Mario Kart!"

– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –

As suspected by the rational part of Miya's brain, there's nothing to be afraid of. They play Mario Kart, fighting a rather even match for first place. Then Koyomi drops herself on the couch between them with the attitude of a mob boss and smokes both of them in a pink princess cart. That bruises their egos enough to lay down the controllers and look for something else to do, so they go skating until Reki's mother calls him to let them know that dinner is ready.

The nervousness doesn’t return during dinner, luckily. Not that it could have if it wanted to - Miya is too busy dodging the rice Chihiro starts to throw around halfway through the meal, and then he has to defend himself when Reki turns out to be a backstabber and uses him as a shield against his sister’s attacks. It’s an adventurous dinner to say the least, and despite his hair and shirt being ruined, Miya catches himself thinking that he hasn’t had this much fun since the birthday party they threw for Cherry two months ago.

Now they’re cuddled up on the futon. It’s already pretty late and the girls are all asleep, so they have time to themselves. They spend it watching videos from the most recent international skateboarding competitions. Miya watches these videos every night before going to sleep, so it relaxes him immensely. Reki, on the other hand…

“Whoa, did you see that?! I wanna learn that too!”

Miya smirks. “You sure? That’s a really difficult one. Took me weeks to get it right.”

“You can do one?!” Reki beams at him. “Show me!”

“Sure.” Miya yawns. “But not tonight.”

“Are you tired?” Reki pauses the video they were watching. “We can go to bed if you want.”

“Uh, no, no, I’m good!” The sheer thought of letting Reki go makes his chest clench in a way he doesn’t really understand, but it doesn’t feel good. “I mean, I’m not tired, I-”

Reki tilts his head, the softest hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Wanna play something? I have Uno Extreme.”

Miya just nods. It really doesn’t feel good to be left alone on the futon, but at least Reki is just gone for a few seconds before he sits back down and sets up the game

“So? How’s this for a sleepover?”

“It’s a good premiere.”

“Premiere?!” Reki stares at him in disbelief and lowers his hands. (Miya can look straight into his cards like this. Idiot.) “Wait, hang on, this is your first sleepover?! Like, ever?!”

“Yes, Reki, that’s what ‘premiere’ means.” Miya softly shakes his head, grinning up at him. “Is that so weird?”

“I mean, I guess… I had my first sleepover when I was, uh… I don’t know, six or something.”

“Yeah, well, I didn’t. Sue me.” Miya shrugs a little, hoping that he’s not blushing. “But I like this. It’s fun.” He quickly puts down a +4 card. “Uno, by the way.”

“Wha- oh, come on!” Reki throws down his cards and yawns. “It’s okay, you win. I’m tired anyways, let’s go to sleep.”

“Do we have to…?”

“Don’t pretend, you’re tired too.” Reki grins and ruffles his hair. “Relax, okay? I won’t kick you out first thing in the morning, you don’t have to worry.”

“I’m not worrying, Slime!” Miya bends away from the hair-ruffling and quickly crawls under the blanket. “Don’t touch me!”

Reki just laughs and hops into his own bed. “Yeah, whatever. Sweet dreams, Pirate King.” He turns off the light and chuckles to himself when the only answer is a mumble in the dark: “Shut up, I’ll murder you!”

Now… it’s not that Miya is scared or anything. Definitely not. Pff, scared, what is he, a baby?! It’s just that, despite the two blankets, it’s a little cold on the futon without Reki there. Right, that’s why he’s shivering. And there are shadows on the wall. Of course it’s the trees outside, but it still looks weird. He doesn’t have that at home, and that’s strange, because this whole house feels like home, simply due to the loving nature of the Kyan family, but it shouldn’t feel like home when it’s also so different from home. The background noises are also unfamiliar. Reki moves a lot, so there’s a constant rustling from the bed, and there’s a dog barking outside. It’s really loud. Weird. Everything here is weird. He also feels like he’s lying the wrong way. Maybe his usual bed is located towards the South and now his head is in the West or something, who knows. Whatever. Doesn’t matter. It’s just weird.

“Miya?” The blankets stop rustling. “Are you crying?”

Is he? Oh, yeah. His face is wet. Damn, why is he crying?

“Hey, are you okay? What’s wrong?” Reki sits up in his bed and softly pats the mattress next to him. Miya doesn't think twice and immediately sits down next to him. He doesn't even care that he must seem desperate like that.

A shiver runs through his body and he can’t help but scoot a little closer to his friend when he feels a warm hand on his shoulder. “I… I don’t know… I’m… it’s a little cold and I’m…” He feels his face burn. “I’m scared, but I… I don’t really know of what. Or why. I just feel weird.”

Reki smiles softly. “Okay, come here. Can I hug you? Is that okay?” Upon a careful nod from the younger one, he pulls him closer and wraps his arms around him. “It’s alright. I think I know what’s up with you.” He tries to keep his voice as calm as possible. “You’re homesick.”

“Homesick…?”

“Yeah. That’s okay, it’s your first real sleepover. I mean, of course it would also be okay if it wasn’t your first one, but you get what I mean, right? And I get it. You’re a guest, you don’t wanna do anything wrong and you don’t want your hosts to hate you. You know that’s really irrational, right?”

“I know, I know… I’m sorry…” Miya sighs. He’s such a loser. “I don’t even know why I have these… these thoughts, or whatever…” It’s not a fear: He refuses to call it a fear. “I mean, I slept at Joe’s place before, I shouldn’t feel like this!”

Reki smiles softly. “It’s okay to feel how you feel, however you feel. And I mean, it’s still different, I'd say. Think about it, when you stay at Joe’s, you’ve been to S before. You’re bruised and tired and literally fall into bed. And then, the next morning, you’re immediately on the run so you get to school on time.” He carefully pats Miya on the back. “This here is a real sleepover. You’re also not nervous when you skate on the street with your friends to get somewhere, but you’re probably a little nervous before a real race at S or the championship.”

“I’m never nervous before a skateboard event.”

“Oh, shut up!”

Miya squeaks when Reki jabs his side. “H-hey!”

“That’s what you get for being arrogant!” Reki smirks and scribbles his fingers over Miya’s ribs, making him shriek. “Also, I don’t like your sad little face, you should lighten up!”

“N-no, Reheki! Dohon’t! I’m happy, I’m hahappy, ack-”

“What? What is it?” The first bubbly giggles escape Miya’s mouth when Reki finds the spaces between his ribs and starts to massage them. “Does this tickle, Little Miya?”

“Don’t cahahall mehe thahaAHAT! NAHAHA! NAHAT THEHERE!” Miya spasms and Reki has to dodge a violent kick that would’ve probably broken his nose.

“Not where? Here? But I like this spot!” He wiggles one single finger into the younger skater’s belly button, laughing softly at the screams this gets him. “Sheesh, Miya, be a little quiet! You don’t wanna wake everyone up, do you?”

Miya clasps a hand on his own mouth, trying to stiffle the laughter pouring out of it. Reki's right, he can't do this to the Kyans. Not after they let him stay and fed him. He can't even begin to imagine the disappointed looks on their faces…

Reki carefully takes his wrist and guides the hand away from his mouth. He has reduced his tickling to light squeezing of Miya's side; enough to keep him giggling, but at least he's not screaming anymore. "Hey, I was kidding." He pulls the smaller boy up to him and hugs him from behind, all while never stopping the squeezes. "My sisters are like stones when they sleep and my mom sleeps at the other end of the house, you're all good. Sorry, I didn't mean to stress you. Are you okay?"

Miya nods. His lips are stretched into a wide smile and he finds that it's not a painful one. Reki's right. There's nothing to worry about. "I dohon't think I'm homesihick anymore."

"Good." Finally, Reki's fingers come to a stop. "And when you get homesick again, remember, home isn't just one place. Home is where your heart is."

"That's so fucking cheesEEK!"

"Could've fooled me, but I don't think you're tired enough to sleep yet."

#rey writes #sk8 the infinity #tword fic #reki kyan #miya chinen #ler!reki #lee!miya #ticklish!miya #h/c #hurt/comfort #kinda #homesick #commission

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lovelynim · 7 months

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TickleTober2023/Day 12 - Wolf

Genshin Impact - Neuvillette x Wriothesley

It was still a mystery to him. Of all things, of all people, why was he the one to arouse his curiosity, to lure his attention? Neuvillette pondered, intensely staring at the man sleeping next to him. Just like the rest of his emotions, the nature of the feeling burning inside his chest was still a mystery to him.

“You…” The Iudex of Fontaine muttered, nearly whispered, as he sat up in the bed, reaching a hand out to Wriothesley - who he believed was still in a deep slumber - and gently combed his cheeks.

However, behind those closed eyes, the duke was already long awake. Just like Neuvillette, he was curious about the chief of Justice and, so, decided to pretend to be asleep, intrigued to what his partner would do.

Moving his hand up to Wriothesley’s hair and tousling it lightly, the duke could hear a faint chuckle coming from Neuvillette. “...why do you look like a wolf?”

“A wolf?” Wriothesley repeated inside his head, putting up his best efforts to not frown or show any reaction to the other’s words.

“Strong… fierce… sometimes dangerous,” Neuvillette continued, toying with Wriothesley as he wished. He lowered his hand, stroking the man’s cheeks before gently rubbing his thumb over Wriothesley’s lips, pushing the lower one down a bit. “Well, maybe not at your features resemble a wolf…” He chuckled softly.

What was he up to? Wriothesley couldn’t help but feel a little off about such comparison, should he take those comments as a compliment? Was that Neuvillette’s way to sweet talk?

Before he could let his train of thought run any further, a bothersome feeling made room inside his head. A gentle, light, almost fluttering, tinglish sensation against his neck started to put his whole act into risk. Oh archons.

His eyebrows’ slight twitch didn’t go past Neuvillette unnoticed. The Iudex continued to stroke the sides of Wriothesley’s neck with one finger, smiling fondly at him. “But wolves usually live in packs… Could you be the lone one? Maybe looking to form a pack of your own?”

If he wasn’t pretending to be asleep, Wriothesley would probably tell him to cut these silly and senseless comparisons. The tickling was becoming a little harder to ignore when Neuvillette’s free hand joined the action, but targeting his lower sides as the judge pulled the duke into a hug.

“N-Neheuvillette…” Wriothesley giggled tiredly, trying to look up to the other’s face and escape his ticklish embrace at the same time. “Whahat are y-yohou dohohoing?”

“Good morning, Wriothesley,” the judge muttered softly, stopping the tickling on his neck to hold him by his face, but digging a little harder against his side in exchange. “Have you slept well?”

“Y-yehes, but- ahAHah, wait!” With his laughter growing a little more frantic and louder, the duke couldn’t help but try to pry Neuvillette’s hands off his body. “I-ihihit tihihickles!”

“I know it does,” Neuvillette added, making the duke question if that was some sort of tease or an actual answer to his statement. “But this seems to be the only thing that could break through your acting, wolf.”

As the final piece came to complete the puzzle, Wriothesley realized his mistake. Maybe it wasn’t so easy to fool the judge, after all, and now, just like any other criminal, he had yet to face the consequences of his act.

A/N: This is the first time I wrote for this pairing and I'm still a little nervous if I got them right because of how little time to research them I had huehuhue

But I hope you guys could still enjoy it despite my ooc writing. See you tomorrow ~

#miya&mia's tickletober #tickletober2023 #genshin impact #genshin impact tickling #wriothesley #neuvillette #wriolette #wriothesley x neuvillette #lee!wriothesley #ticklish!wriothesley #ler!neuvillette #tickle fic

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lees-chaotic-brain · 12 days

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Atsumu has a question, and you have no idea why he's asking it

CW: swearing, talk of hypothetical drinking, hypothetical accidental cheating, texting au

Taglist: @arlerts-angel @ponderingmoonlight

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Note: this is my first time writing a smau, so we'll see how this goes. let me know if you want part two!!!! also, please do not pay attention to the time stamps lol. the last one is from atsumu's pov

#lee's brain writes #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smau #atsumu x reader #miya atsumu x reader #texting au #haikyuu crack #atsumu x you

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leemiya · 6 months

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infrequent-creator · 6 months

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DAY 22: Tail

((I love young blitz with his braces so cuuute))

#tickle community #tickle #tickle art #tickletober #tktober #alex draws #alex’s art #lee!blitz #lee!blitzo #ler!stolas #ticklish!blitz #ticklish!blitzo #helluva boss #helluva boss tickles #helluva boss tickle #miya&mia's tickletober

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ggukkiedae · 4 months

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2023 Recap of Everyone’s Favorite Boy Group Girls

8:00PM || January 1, 2024

There is no doubt that 2023 was a big year in the K-Pop scene, but there were moments with our favorite boy group girls that seem to have affected their lives greatly during the last 12 months.

Let’s take a look and see what has changed for them.

MIYA - Graduation, Comeback, and Enlistments

BTS Miya had been on hiatus from being an idol ever since the end of the short digital promotions of ‘PROOF’ (aside from the 2022 Yet To Come concert and the last few months as MC of Show Music Core alongside NCT Jungwoo and SKZ Leeknow).

With the finals of her senior year in university ending in the first week of July, Miya marked the end of her idol hiatus by featuring on groupmate Jungkook’s single ‘Seven’ with a verse that surprised fans with its suggestiveness.

She then had her graduation, one all seven members of Bangtan were able to attend alongside her biological and her adoptive brothers. The BTS members posted a video of Yoonmi while they all gathered around her singing the song cover they had made in their earlier years entitled ‘Graduation Song’.

Not only did she graduate university, but it seems she graduated from the innocent makdungie image she had earned in her childhood and made a solo comeback for the first time since 2020 with a sexy concept.

Finally, the biggest change in Miya’s life may be the fact that she is facing life for the next half a year without any of her members by her side as the members of BTS all chose to enlist at relatively similar times in order to come back as eight as soon as possible.

HANNAH - New Roommate, Song Writing, Styling

NCT Hannah admitted on an Instagram live towards the end of December how one of the biggest changes in the past year had been her living situation. Although living in the same building as always alongside the rest of NCT and WayV, her roommate situation changed.

For the first time after six years, Hannah and groupmate Mark stopped being roommates. Although Mark now only lives in the room next to hers, the space he used to occupy was filled by the one person Hannah likes to call her twin flame: Haechan.

The singular girl of NCT showed off her writing skills, filly taking over writing the lyrics for NCT Dream’s ‘Broken Melodies’ with some help from Mark. Though somewhat participating in writing before, this was the first time she had worked on verses that aren’t her own and worked on a whole song.

Hannah was also given the opportunity to become a stylist for the now 21 member group for the NCT 2023 comeback for ‘Golden Age’, ‘Baggy Jeans’, and the track videos and concept photoshoots the group had.

This opportunity extended to the NCT NATION: To The World concerts as well as to the Neo City The Unity tour which will continue into 2024. Hannah is rumored to be working on a product launch possibly for NCT merch of her design sometime in the following year, although sources are not 100% accurate.

SERI - Kittens and Hollywood

TXT Seri is well-known in her fandom for wanting her own pet. She was fond of previous pets kept in the dorm such as Taehyun’s snake Aengdu and Soobin’s hedgehog Odi. She even expressed some affection towards Beomgyu’s parrot Toto despite having a fear of birds.

In the past year, the TXT dorm had earned a new pet to live with them: Seri’s cat Haengbok (or Bokkie, as called by her members). Haengbok was a 3-year-old cat that suffered a loss of home before Seri adopted him.

Haengbok not only accompanied them in their dorm, but throughout their tour as well. Members noted that, since adopting Haengbok, Seri had become less stressed and more efficient with managing her time and keeping herself on track.

Seri also faced a big opportunity in being presented the chance to sing for the official soundtrack of ‘The Hunger Games: The Ballad of Songbirds & Snakes’.

On a track produced by BTS Miya, Seri was able to showcase a different color of her vocals as she showcased her musical background and brought the story of Lucy Gray Baird to life through the song ‘Can’t Catch Me Now’.

ARI - Provider and Disney

Enhypen Ari has been the most quiet of the four in the past year, but fellow groupmate Sunoo revealed on Weverse live that Ari had taken a much bigger role in her family.

Beginning 2023, Ari had apparently decided to shoulder the tuition fee of her little sister for the rest of her school life. Sunoo noted that, while Ari’s parents told her she didn’t have to do so, Ari insisted she wanted to in order to repay them for their support towards her dance and now idol career.

Ari’s family financial background is not uncommon knowledge to many in the K-pop community, being a story of success through hard work and dedication. This fact alone was enough to make the community proud, whether a fan of her or not.

Ari was also given the chance to portray a brand new beloved Disney character by singing the Korean version of the official song of the movie ‘Wish’ entitled ‘This Wish’.

This was a showcase of Ari’s vocals that caught the attention of many people who only previously recognized her for her dance skills and stage presence. Because of this, Ari is now being seen as one of the 4th generation idols with the most star potential.

The year proved to be one of growth for the four boy group girls, posing them with opportunities to be tapped into for the next year and many more to come.

We wish them the best of years ahead and look forward to what they have in store for us in 2024.

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illeestrations · 1 year

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friendly neighbourhood miya kin

#sk8 #sk8 the infinity #miya chinen #chinen miya #sk8 fanart #fanart #gone wrong #bad art is better than no art #i drew this on no sleep which uh- yeah definitely looks like it bud #miya (catboy)#OH FUCK I FORGOT ABOUT HIS HOOD AHHHH #i do be forgetting a lot for someone who needs to remember #lee does the doodling

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tickletastic · 7 months

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Belts Are For Safety

Fandom: Top Gun

Ship: N/A

Warnings: Implication of a panic attack

Summary: It's Bob and Phoenix's first flight back after their emergency landing, and Bob is more freaked out than he thought he'd be. Inspired by and dedicated to this Fighter Jet Anon! Day one of Miya and Mia's Tickletober: trap!

Bob heaves a long, deep breath when he and Phoenix finally land on the tarmac, the weight of the exercise melting off his shoulders. He closes his eyes, head pounding behind his eyelids, his heart beating in his ear. It’s their first flight back since the crash landing, and Bob is ashamed to say that, for a moment when he got into the air, all he could smell was smoke and all he could hear was Phoenix yelling his name like they were still there, looking up at the sky only half a mile from their burning plane. He’s not sure how Phoenix didn’t freak out, but then again she’s always been more well-adjusted than most of the crew. Maybe it’s because she was smart enough to start therapy before she enlisted, or maybe it’s something about toxic masculinity and being a military man.

He doesn’t realized how long his eyes have been closed, how long he’s been listening to his heart beat out of control even though they’re on the ground. He feels like he had been in fight-or-flight the entire exercise, and his body oozes with the tension he had been building up. He hadn’t even realized Phoenix had been calling his name, her face contorting into the worried look she used to give Rooster all the time, the one she gives to Jake or Javy every once in a while. Approaching ten minutes on the tarmac and Bob’s eyes are still screwed shut, all the pilots having gone to change except Phoenix, Rooster, Hangman, who stood beneath the plane, and Maverick, who slowly climbed up to get to the much younger pilot.

“Hey, Bob?” Maverick says, tentatively reaching out to touch Bob’s shoulder. Bob doesn’t respond until Maverick’s hand makes contact, his eyes shooting open.

Bob’s eyes shoot around, catching Hangman, Phoenix, and Rooster underneath the plane, taking in that the rest of the pilots have gone. “Thank god,” he sighs, breathing out.

“Hey, kid,” Maverick says, grabbing Bob’s attention again, “what’s going on?” Bob scrambles for his buckles but Maverick’s hands come up to stop him, “hold your horses, let’s talk for a second.”

Bob looks at Maverick before looking down at the other pilots again.

“It’s alright, Bob,” Phoenix says, “they came because they’re worried,” she pauses, looking at the ground before looking back up at her back-seater, “we’re worried.”

“I was just-” Bob awkwardly clears his throat, looking down at his hands in his lap, “I just got freaked out. I’ve never crash landed before, being up there just freaked me out.”

Maverick put a soft hand on the side of Bob’s face, bringing his head up so they could make eye contact. “It’s alright, kid. It’s totally fine to be a little freaked out right now. My first crash-landing terrified me, and so did my most recent one, it’s fine to still be a little shaken up.”

Bob nods, though it’s evident to Mav and the other spectators that he’s not entirely convinced. “I promise you, Bob,” Maverick starts, “you’re alright. The crash wasn’t your fault and it wasn’t Phoenix’s either, neither of you could have predicted that.”

“Yeah, but, how are we supposed to predict it the next time?” Bob asks, glasses beginning to fog.

From below them Hangman lets out a loud, obnoxious laugh, doubling over before he can reel it in. All eyes are on him now, Phoenix and Rooster glaring daggers at him. “I’m sorry,” he clears his throat, straightening his face, “I’m sorry. Bird strikes are like, pretty rare, Bobby-boy, the chances of you and Phoenix encountering another one is like, zero.”

“He’s right,” Phoenix nods, “though he didn’t have to be such an asshole about it.”

Hangman sticks his tongue out at her and Phoenix fakes like she’s going to kick him in the balls. Rooster tries to separate them and ends up pulled into the bickering, suddenly being asked to pick between his boyfriend and his best friend.

Maverick brings Bob’s attention back to him, lowering his voice so the others can’t hear him over their bickering, “between you and I, after my first crash-landing I was scared of water for years. I didn’t get over it until recently, but I know I missed out on some pretty fun times because of it.”

“Really?” Bob asks, tilting his head to one side, “I- I mean, I’m sorry.”

“All good, kid, all good.” Maverick smiles, “but what I’m saying is you shouldn't let fear control you. I mean, I didn’t even get to teach Brad how to surf, those pictures would’ve been great blackmail for you kids.”

Bob giggles, peeking down at his friends as their argument seems to settle down. Maverick shifts, getting ready to climb down, “alright, kid. We’re gonna talk about this, but first I want to get you out of this plane, and maybe get that smile to stick around.”

Before Maverick reaches the bottom of the ladder, Hangman shouts for Bob not to unbuckle, practically bouncing with impatience as Maverick makes his too slow descent. Hangman takes the ladder two steps at a time, hands grabbing at Bob’s where he had begun to unbuckle his thigh straps.

“Nuh-uh,” Hangman teases, squeezing the other pilot’s thigh. Bob squeals, trying to jerk away but finding himself trapped. “I think we need to get you a little giggly before we head back. Whad’ya say, Bobb-boy?”

Bob shakes his head frantically, cheeks developing a pale pink tint. He puts his hand on top of Hangman’s and makes an attempt to pry it away from his thigh, only to be given another squeak-producing pinch.

“Hmm,” Hangman says, stroking his chin, he looks down at Phoenix and Rooster, “he’s smiling, so that’s a yes, right?”

“I’d say he looks pretty giddy for it,” Rooster shouts, Phoenix hums in agreement. Watching as Bob turns redder and redder.

“Make sure to go for his tummy!” Phoenix supplies.

Hangman’s fingers dart down to Bob’s knees and splay over them, spidering around his kneecap and calves.

“Jahahake! Thahahat tihihickles!” Bob screeches, kicking his legs straight as much as he can. Jake’s fingers just follow him however he squirms, pinching and spidering over his legs.

“That’s great, it means this is working!” Hangman grins. Bob’s fingers scramble upward, hoping he can unbuckle his chest buckle and fold over to stop Jake from attacking his legs. Hangman’s fingers climb all the way up to Bob’s ribs, and it’s enough of a distraction for him to forget his task, throwing his head back and snorting through his laughter.

“STAHAHAP!” Bob giggles, shaking his head back and forth. All he can do is grab onto Jake’s hands and gently hold on, his restraints reminding him how safe he usually is in his plane, but also how trapped he is now that he’s at Jake’s mercy.

“Hmm… Are you ticklish here?” Hangman asks, leaning in and giving Bob a neck raspberry. Bob’s laughter rises in pitch and his shoulders scrunch in an attempt to block it out. Hangman moves his fingers down to Bob’s sides, “What about here?”

“Ihihit tihihickles! IHIHIT TIHIHICKLES!” Bob screeches, giggles freely flowing from him. “IHIHIT’S SOHOHO BAHAHAD!”

“Oh, really?” Hangman smirks, “do the seatbelts make it tickle more? You can’t even fight me off.”

“It’s not like he would,” Phoenix teases from below, “he always just lays back and takes it.”

Bob’s face is fully red now, all the way up to his ears, and his hands flop around as he tries to figure out whether he wants to cover his face or keep holding onto Jake’s hands. He’s giggling himself silly, and everytime he remembers that he’s practically strapped down it makes it so much worse.

As if reading Bob’s mind, Hangman starts to tease again, because of course he does, Bob just can’t win. “If the buckles are making this tickle more, just wait for this.”

When Hangman’s fingers dart down to Bob’s stomach, Bob absolutely screams, throwing his arms wherever in an attempt to dissipate the feeling. His laughter dips into silence, getting enough air every few seconds to hiccup amidst his laughter.

“Alright, alright,” Maverick calls up to Hangman, “he looks giggly enough to us from here, I think you might kill him.”

Hangman groans, pulling his hands away and ruffling Bob’s already too messy hair. “Alright, whatever you say, Pops.”

Hangman helps Bob unbuckle from the seat before scrambling down the ladder, making sure the other pilot is steady enough to come down after him.

Hangman meets Phoenix and Rooster at the bottom, while Maverick holds back to talk to Bob.

“Feeling better now, kid?” Maverick asks, slinging an arm around his shoulder. Bob nods, leaning into Mav.

“Yeah, a lot better. Thanks, Mav.” Bob says, looking up at Mav, blush still fiery over his cheeks.

In front of them they can hear Phoenix, Hangman, and Rooster bickering back and forth, voices raised and accusatory. Bob catches a few words, grinning.

“Just wait until we get you like that, Bagman,” Rooster says, “let’s see if you find it easy to take the tickling when you’re buckled up like that.”

The tips of Hangman’s ears flush, but he shakes his head anyways, all bravado and cockiness, “you’d have to catch me first, and with your old bones I don’t know if you could manage.”

Phoenix, in the middle of the two of them, pokes them both in the ribs, grinning at each of their high-pitched shrieks. “Enough boys, we’ll settle this another time.”

#top gun #ticklish!bob #lee!bob #ler!hangman #bob floyd #jake seresin #bradley bradshaw #natasha trace #pete mitchell #rooster #hangman #phoenix #maverick #miya&mia's tickletober

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myreygn · 7 months

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tkltober day 12: Bites/Nibbles

Haikyuu!! - ler!Osamu, lee!Suna

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“You’re a terrible host.”

Suna didn’t even bother looking up from his notes. “I’m busy studying, Samu. I told you I’d be.”

Osamu let out a huff. “Yeah, and I, your guest, am hungry.”

“Yeah, and you, my boyfriend who’s here five days a week, know exactly where the fridge is.”

“That’s not the point.”

The middle blocker sighed and finally glanced at his visitor who was sprawled out next to him on the bed and glared at him. “Then what is?”

Osamu sat up to throw an arm around his shoulders and lean onto him. Suna didn’t mind the sudden invasion of his personal space, just returned to his biology homework without waiting for the point. If Osamu had to throw his body weight on top of him like this to make it, it couldn’t be a good one. “The point is that you’ve barely given me any attention this entire time and fixing us a snack is the least you could do, for both of us. I’ve been here all day, haven’t seen ya eat a single bite.”

Oh, right. Damn, he had really been wrapped up in his stupid school work. Suna gave Osamu a pat on the head. “You’re right… let me just finish this, okay?”

“How long is it gonna take?”

“I just need to get through one… two more pages, then I’m done with this topic.”

“That’s too long.”

Even though Osamu sounded somewhat upset, Suna continued scribbling down notes. His boyfriend would get over it and besides, he had been behind on this shit since the school year started and he wasn’t so sure they’d let him play in nationals if he didn’t catch up soon. “After that we can make dinner, I promise.”

“Alright…”

And Suna thought that was the end of that, but of course it wasn’t. With Miya Osamu, there never was an end to anything revolving around food. “Hey- whahat are you doing?” He couldn’t help the giggle that slipped out when he felt a nose nuzzling into his neck.

“Just watching.” Lips were pressed to his skin and Suna flinched. This would’ve probably been very nice if his neck wasn’t one of the most sensitive spots on his body.

“Samu, that tickles-”

“I know.” A squeak slipped out of Suna’s mouth when Osamu softly bit him - it didn’t hurt, it just tickled like crazy. And when Osamu spoke, the smirk was audible in his voice. “I’m just getting an appetizer.”

“Samu, Sahamu, wahahAIT- gyahahaha!”

“That bad already?” Osamu let out a low chuckle that would’ve made Suna weak in the knees in literally any other situation - not when it was used to mock him though! “I haven’t even done anything for real yet.”

The only good thing about what followed was that the teasing stopped. A hand softly but firmly holding his chin prevented him from scrunching up to protect himself and a second hand holding his wrist made it nearly impossible for him to interfere with the relentless mouth his neck was being subjected to. The bites, kisses and even licks might’ve even been really hot if it weren’t for the fact that he was damn near crying from laughter in no time. Should’ve never let Osamu find out about this. Should’ve never let Osamu in his life in the first place. When he felt a nibble on his ear, it was officially over.

“SAHAHAHAHAMUHU! PLEHEHEHEHEASE, IHIHI CAHAHAHAN’T!”

“So you’re gonna get food with me now?”

“YEHEHEHEHES, JUHUHUST STAHAHAHAHAP!”

“Heh, alright.” Osame pressed one last kiss to his cheek before letting go of him and laughing softly when Suna slumped against him, trying to catch his breath. “You okay?”

Suna nodded and sat up with a groan. “I’m good, I’m good... Let’s get take out. My treat.”

“Really?!” He almost laughed at how excited Osamu got (why was he so cute, this was unfair) and quickly gave him a kiss.

“Yeah, really. I’m sorry for ignoring you all day.” A wicked grin spread his lips. “And I need to strengthen myself so I can get you back later.”

Osamu just laughed and stood up, holding out his hand for Suna to grab. “I can live with that.”

#rey writes #augtickletober2023 #tickletober #tkltober #haikyuu!!#miya osamu #suna rintarou #osasuna #sunaosa #i wasn't sure on the more common shipping name lol sorry #ler!osamu #lee!suna #ticklish!suna

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lovelynim · 6 months

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TickleTober2023/Day 22 - Tail/Wings

Honkai: Star Rail - Dan Heng x Caelus

“A-ahm, Dan Heng…” Caelus muttered awkwardly, trying to move his wrapped up limbs as he felt that intense gaze upon himself. But Dan Heng only smiled fondly, almost grinned, leaning a bit forward to face his boyfriend’s blushing face.

“Yes, Caelus?”

“Can… y-you let me go?”

“No,” Dan Heng mused, even tightening his grip a little bit to make the other man gasp. That sure was one of the perks of his Vidyadhara form. Out of a pure clingy need, the archivist used said form and made Caelus a victim of his.

Wrapping his tail around the trailblazer body, Dan Heng dragged him closer with ease, leaving him at his mercy. “I kind of like it,” he said, running his hand through Caelus’s hair, pushing his bangs away from his forehead before planting a kiss on it.

“B-but I can’t play like this!” Caelus groaned shyly, blushing and kicking his feet as he tried to free himself, surprised by how strong Dan Heng’s tail’s grip was. As much as he tried, it wouldn’t move an inch.

“Good,” he replied, placing his index finger under the other man’s chin and gently lifting it. “Maybe now you’ll be able to spend some time with me, hm?” Dan Heng moved his hand down, stroking the column of Caelus’s neck, making him squeal and scrunch up his shoulders as he tried to protect himself.

“H-hehey! This ihihis not fahahair!” He protested, only earning an amused chuckle from the dragon that showed no intentions of stopping.

Dan Heng’s other hand soon joined the fun, cupping Caelus’s cheek while the other traced and tickled the side of his neck, going up to caress the back of his ear and make him giggle lightly. “Hm? How come?”

“I cahahan’t- ahah, n-no mohohoreee!” The more he tried to break free, the tighter Dan Heng’s tail squeezed him. Not able to free his arms, the trailblazer saw no option but to keep pleading, hoping his words would make it to the soft side of Dan Heng’s heart. “Lehehet me gohoh! Ahaha, i-it tihihickles!”

The archivist smiled, pulling his victim’s body closer to him so he would be able to kiss him again. Planting his lips on Caelus’s smile, it felt like he was drinking his laughter, savoring each giggle that bursted from his mouth. “So, are you going to leave me, hm?”

“O-of cohohourse not! Ahahah, n-now stahahap!”

“Hmm…” Dan Heng pretend to thing while gently digging his fingers into Caelus’s collarbone, making his blush spread down to his neck and to the tip of his ears - which weren’t left untickled for long. “I need to think about it, until then…”

“Whahat- woah!” Before he realized, the dragon moved his tail, carrying him along and placing him on his lap without, of course, loosening the grip a single bit.

“Let’s have some fun…” Dan Heng muttered, making Caelus’s heart skip a beat.

“W-wait, Dan Heng, noHOHOH!!”

A/N: Ohohoh, if there was a better character than Dan Heng for this prompt- what am I saying, there was no one better than him eheheh

Anyway, kudos for this fanart that inspired me greatly. See you guys next day ~

#miya&mia's tickletober #tickletober2023 #honkai star rail #dan heng #caelus #dancae #caeheng #ticklish!caelus #lee!caelus #ler!dan heng #tickle fic

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