do you perhaps think this was payback from earlier .
Ralph got angry because he's an emotional person, and rightfully protective of Vanellope- He's not a violent person. He was never ACTUALLY gonna beat Candy to a pulp (unfortunately.)
Meanwhile Cybug King Candy delights in tormenting Ralph because Turbo IS a violent person. I think as the years went by he became a lot more cruel as well. So now King Candy finds great amusement in the suffering of others- something he always had done, but now he doesn't have to hide it..
(and especially with tormenting Ralph given how much trouble he's caused him)
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Hello! first of all I'm obsessed with your blog for real! I love your writings <3 I want to order a peppermint mocha with lee chuuya and ler dazai. They were having a snowball fight but Dazai was losing so he decided to use a little bit of cheating but it turns into a tickle fight which is Dazai is winning this time because he's going for chuuya's worst spot,make him scream with laughter and give up!! Thank youuuuu<3
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“YOHOHOHOHOHOU FUHUHUHUHUHUCKING CHEHEHEHEHEHEATER!!”
“I’m not cheating. This is strategy~”
Chuuya screeched with hysterical laughter, arms flailing, trying to grab onto anything he could to get this all to stop – Dazai’s coat, his wrists, his stupid face – anything! But all he could manage to do was lay there in the freezing snow and laugh himself hoarse, unable to roll away and escape this torture thanks to Dazai’s ingenious positioning.
The brunette curled his fingers into the redhead’s inner thighs, pressing in with just the right amount of vibration, and Chuuya nearly wheezed as another round of laughter overtook him. He grasped a handful of snow and tried to shove it in the detective’s face, but all that did was make Dazai’s playful gaze turn playfully wicked.
“Still trying to win the snowball fight, eh, chibi?”
“I HAHAHAHAHAHAHATE YOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOU!!”
“Why don’t you give up? Then this will all be over, and I’ll be the winner, just as I should be.”
Despite his growing desperation to get out of this ridiculous position, Chuuya screamed, “LIKE HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHELL!!”
Dazai chuckled, and the sound only made the redhead panic even more. The next thing he knew there was pressure on his knees pinning his legs to the snow as well, and Dazai was leaning forward to kiss him, but he was still fucking tickling that goddamn spot—
Chuuya tried to wrench his mouth away so he could breathe, gasp for air, laugh his lungs out, but Dazai followed him relentlessly, never allowing him more than a split second between kisses that eventually descended to his neck just above his scarf.
“Give up, chibi?” Dazai teased into his ear before biting it playfully.
Chuuya was more than ready to give up – the tickling was driving him onto a whole other plane of existence, and he felt like if he didn’t get it to stop he was going to expire right here and now.
“STOP STOP FUHUHUHUHUHUCKING STOP DAHAHAHAHAHAHAZAI!!” Chuuya screamed, the desperation in his voice clear even to him, not that he cared about that right now. “I CAHAHAHAHAHAN’T ANYMORE, PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE STOP!!”
Mercifully, Dazai did in fact stop, immediately shifting his weight so he wasn’t pinning Chuuya but rather straddling him lightly, and he allowed the redhead a few moments to catch his breath and gain his bearings before leaning down to kiss him again and murmur, “I win~”
And Chuuya – thoroughly wiped out and beyond the capacity to fight back, his nerves still singing from the ticklish assault – managed only two words in response:
“Fuck. You.”
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