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Happy birthday channie. ✨❤️🎉
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I think it's Jake OMFG
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Y'ALL DID YOU SEE THE NEW TEASER OF EN-O CLOCK?! THEY ARE TICKLING SOMEONE I COULDN'T RECOGNIZE THEM WAIT I'LL POST IT IT'S THE CUTEST SHIT EVER
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AHHHHH HOW FUCKING PRETTY <3
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absolutely will be deleting this buuuuut i’m ready to go out hehehh
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this is so cute🥺
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I’m gonna cry she literally unfollowed and deleted every follower on her private account
I think some of her “friends” leaked the photos 
this is so sad
Y’ALL DID YOU SEE THE LEAKED PHOTOS OF TAEHYUNG AND JENNIE THEY ARE SOOOOO CUTE IT’S TRUE THAT THEY’RE DATING
I’M SOOO HAPPY AND EVEN IF I’M NOT INTO KPOP ANYMORE WTF HOW CUTE
(just search taehyung and jennie leaked photo on twitter)
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Y’ALL DID YOU SEE THE LEAKED PHOTOS OF TAEHYUNG AND JENNIE THEY ARE SOOOOO CUTE
I’M SOOO HAPPY AND EVEN IF I’M NOT INTO KPOP ANYMORE WTF HOW CUTE
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I completely understand you and I'm really sad that you're leaving but I hope you had mostly a great time being in this community.
I love you and I hope that it will get easier for you❤️❤️
Stay safe queen
*𝗜𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁: 𝗣𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱*
𝗟𝗲𝘁’𝘀 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸.
(Double spaced for those who need it)
You may have noticed that I have been on a long
hiatus. I apologize on my behalf for the lack of
updates, that is on me. However, I have my
reasoning.
I’m not a robot. I was juggling school, theatre,
friends, AND this blog. And because of this, my
mental health was in the gutter. So I made the
decision to cut the ties for this blog, expecting it
to be temporary. (Obviously, that was not the
case.
If I explained every month of my hiatus, it would
be too long to post. So, I will be keeping it short
with bullets:
- Fandoms
I lost my interest in Stray Kids, and K-Pop in general. Yes, I still
do listen to them. Yes, I still support them. I just don’t have an
interest with them when it comes to writing in the TK
community.
- Writing Motivation
With writing as a whole, I have moved away from it. I have lost
interest in it. I’ll be honest, I don’t plan to return to it anytime
soon.
- Events
I have a life outside of Tumblr. As you know, I am in theatre, I
have friends, family, and I am now back in school. I started
this blog during my summer vacation in 2021, and when I was
in school at that time, I wasn’t as socially active, and only took
theatre classes during the school day. A lot has changed since
then, and because of that, I don’t have the time I had, or the
motivation.
If the point isn’t clear enough, I will not be writing
fan fiction anymore. I will leave my previous
fanfics open for everyone to enjoy, but will not be
writing anymore, unless something changes.
I apologize to those of you who have made
requests that are currently sitting in my inbox. I
can not express enough the guilt I hold, but I
simply cannot continue. I hope you understand,
and you are not required to forgive me.
-~-
Now that the serious stuff is out of the way, I’d
like to say that I am not quitting forever.
During my hiatus, I have returned to my interest
of drawing. If I ever decide to create TK art, I will
happily share it with all of you! Though, there are
four things:
1. It will be fictional characters only (specifically
anime) as that is what I am comfortable with.
2. It will be on a separate blog. If I ever create it,
I’ll let everyone know (and maybe take username
suggestions!!)
3. I will not be taking requests. I feel that if I draw
what I like, motivation won’t be much of a
problem, and I’ll be able to manage my time
better.
4. Art block + My own pace. Art block for me lasts
around 1-2 months. To add on, I may not post as
much as I did when I wrote fan fiction as I figured
going by my own pace rather than requests is
better for my mental health.
Finally, I apologize for how messy and serious this
is, especially since I may sound rude. That is not
my intention, I’m simply writing this from my
heart. I hope all of you are taking care of
yourselves, and I apologize again for the long,
quiet hiatus and the requests. However, I am
doing this for my own well being. I hope everyone
understands. Thank you for everything!
(P.S. as for roleplaying, I am still unsure of what I will be doing
with that. So for now, I will still roleplay, I just may take longer
to reply.)
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OMG THIS IS AMAZING
A Mentalist's Secrets (Dr. Stone)
Modern AU
Summary: Senku asks Gen to read aloud to him from a book on magic tricks, but when Gen skips over some details to keep his secrets, Senku starts playing dirty to get him to fess up.
A/N: Bonus fic! @skribblz gave me the prompt for this this morning and I may or may not have gone a little crazy with it? It ended up turning into a whole fic which wasn't intended, but it's SenGen! I just couldn't help it! I hope this makes you happy, buddy! Enjoy! ^^
Word Count: 853
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Gen looked up when a shadow fell across his book, surprised to see Senku standing there, looking at him with a vacant expression.
“Whoa,” he exclaimed, marking his page. “Are you okay?”
“Dead end,” Senku replied.
Gen felt a pang of sadness for his boyfriend and reached up to take his hand. “It’s okay. You’ll figure it out next time.”
Senku grunted, unconvinced. It was rare for him to be so discouraged by an experiment’s failure that he walked away from it completely, but Gen knew that he’d be right back at it again sooner than later, determined to get to the answer.
For now, though, Senku walked around to sit beside Gen on the couch, flopping against him. “What are you reading?”
“A book about magic tricks.”
Senku snorted. “Of course you are.”
Feeling playful and trying to help his partner feel better, Gen tsked. “Oh, no, dear Senku. You misunderstand me. It’s a book about magic tricks to make your lover love you even more~”
“Impossible.” Senku leaned over and kissed his cheek, surprising him. “I already love you more than I can bear it sometimes. Any more and I’ll keel over, mentalist.”
Hearing those words delivered so straightforwardly made Gen’s heart race. “A man can try, can’t he?”
Senku hummed noncommittally, then lay back against the opposite arm of the couch, pulling Gen with him. “Read to me?”
Gen stared at him. “Really?”
“Yes.”
“You know a magician can’t reveal his secrets~”
“It’s all nonsense anyway. Just read to me?”
“Rude!” Gen laughed, happy to lay down on top of Senku and comply. Senku wrapped his arms around his waist, and soon the two of them were cuddling together as Gen read aloud from his book, skipping over some details. A mentalist like him had to keep some secrets, after all!
After several minutes Gen paused reading and shifted a little, trying to get more comfortable, but instead wound up letting out a surprise squeak when Senku dug a finger into his belly.
“Hey! What was that for?”
Senku’s smirk was evident in his voice. “You’re skipping some parts and leaving me in the dark, mentalist.”
“How would you know that?” Gen teased, trying to shoot Senku a look over his shoulder but distracted by yet another tickle to his belly. “Hehehey! Stop it!”
“I can see the page too, you know.” Senku chuckled, digging in again. “I’d advise you to tell me everything, my dearest Gen.”
Gen blushed, suddenly feeling very trapped here in his boyfriend’s arms. “B-But a magician can’t reveal his secrets, dear Senku. You know that.”
“Hmm.” Another tickle. Senku’s breath was hot by his ear. “Not even to his lover, for whom the book is supposedly written?”
Gen whined, trying to shift again but held in place by even more consistent tickles to his belly and sides this time. “You’re nohoho fahahahahahair…”
“Don’t I deserve to know? Every little secret, every little trick up your sleeve?” Senku was slowly lifting one leg to wrap around Gen’s and pin him even further, and the action made the mentalist shiver in anticipation. Giggles were spilling out of him now, and not all of them from the light tickling.
“You hahahave to ehehearn it, dear Sehehenku,” he managed, squirming. Senku wrapped his arms around his chest, holding him tight. “W-What are you doing?”
“Getting you to see reason.”
“WAH!! Sehehehehehehenku, nohohohohoho!” Gen shrieked suddenly, giggles becoming laughter when his upper ribs became the target of his partner’s attention. He tried struggling, but it did him no good. For as physically weak as Senku sometimes was, in a position like this and when using tickling as his primary attack, Gen didn’t stand a chance against him.
“So, what was it you were reading just now? I know you skipped some of the details, so maybe you could catch me up on what you missed? I want to know everything, after all~”
“Sehehehehehehenku!”
Senku’s playful grin could be heard even if it couldn’t be seen from where Gen lay at the moment. "Yes, that’s my name. Now, are you going to spill? Or am I going to have to persuade you a little more?”
Gen tossed his head back and cackled openly, too flustered and elated by the fun attention to hold back. “Ehehehehehehehe! I cahahahahahan’t! I’m a mehehehehentalist; I cahahahan’t tell you everythiHIHIHIHING!! NO!! NO, WAHAHAHAHAHAIT!!”
Senku had moved up to his armpits now, his mouth by Gen’s ear. He nipped it playfully and growled, “Gonna tell me how you’re gonna use this book on me?”
Gen’s heart was absolutely frantic. He was incredibly flustered and panicked and excited all at once. He knew where this was going, and he was both terrified (because Senku always won) and dying to get started (because he loved it when Senku won).
“I…I can’t, dehehear SEHEHEHEHENKU!! GAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” Gen flailed uselessly from his position as little spoon on the couch, bucking and kicking but unable to keep his boyfriend’s hands out of his armpits. “PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!”
Senku chuckled and nipped his ear again. “Don’t worry, Gen. You’ll tell me everything, one way or another…”
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OMG THIS IS AMAZING
A Mentalist's Secrets (Dr. Stone)
Modern AU
Summary: Senku asks Gen to read aloud to him from a book on magic tricks, but when Gen skips over some details to keep his secrets, Senku starts playing dirty to get him to fess up.
A/N: Bonus fic! @skribblz gave me the prompt for this this morning and I may or may not have gone a little crazy with it? It ended up turning into a whole fic which wasn't intended, but it's SenGen! I just couldn't help it! I hope this makes you happy, buddy! Enjoy! ^^
Word Count: 853
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Gen looked up when a shadow fell across his book, surprised to see Senku standing there, looking at him with a vacant expression.
“Whoa,” he exclaimed, marking his page. “Are you okay?”
“Dead end,” Senku replied.
Gen felt a pang of sadness for his boyfriend and reached up to take his hand. “It’s okay. You’ll figure it out next time.”
Senku grunted, unconvinced. It was rare for him to be so discouraged by an experiment’s failure that he walked away from it completely, but Gen knew that he’d be right back at it again sooner than later, determined to get to the answer.
For now, though, Senku walked around to sit beside Gen on the couch, flopping against him. “What are you reading?”
“A book about magic tricks.”
Senku snorted. “Of course you are.”
Feeling playful and trying to help his partner feel better, Gen tsked. “Oh, no, dear Senku. You misunderstand me. It’s a book about magic tricks to make your lover love you even more~”
“Impossible.” Senku leaned over and kissed his cheek, surprising him. “I already love you more than I can bear it sometimes. Any more and I’ll keel over, mentalist.”
Hearing those words delivered so straightforwardly made Gen’s heart race. “A man can try, can’t he?”
Senku hummed noncommittally, then lay back against the opposite arm of the couch, pulling Gen with him. “Read to me?”
Gen stared at him. “Really?”
“Yes.”
“You know a magician can’t reveal his secrets~”
“It’s all nonsense anyway. Just read to me?”
“Rude!” Gen laughed, happy to lay down on top of Senku and comply. Senku wrapped his arms around his waist, and soon the two of them were cuddling together as Gen read aloud from his book, skipping over some details. A mentalist like him had to keep some secrets, after all!
After several minutes Gen paused reading and shifted a little, trying to get more comfortable, but instead wound up letting out a surprise squeak when Senku dug a finger into his belly.
“Hey! What was that for?”
Senku’s smirk was evident in his voice. “You’re skipping some parts and leaving me in the dark, mentalist.”
“How would you know that?” Gen teased, trying to shoot Senku a look over his shoulder but distracted by yet another tickle to his belly. “Hehehey! Stop it!”
“I can see the page too, you know.” Senku chuckled, digging in again. “I’d advise you to tell me everything, my dearest Gen.”
Gen blushed, suddenly feeling very trapped here in his boyfriend’s arms. “B-But a magician can’t reveal his secrets, dear Senku. You know that.”
“Hmm.” Another tickle. Senku’s breath was hot by his ear. “Not even to his lover, for whom the book is supposedly written?”
Gen whined, trying to shift again but held in place by even more consistent tickles to his belly and sides this time. “You’re nohoho fahahahahahair…”
“Don’t I deserve to know? Every little secret, every little trick up your sleeve?” Senku was slowly lifting one leg to wrap around Gen’s and pin him even further, and the action made the mentalist shiver in anticipation. Giggles were spilling out of him now, and not all of them from the light tickling.
“You hahahave to ehehearn it, dear Sehehenku,” he managed, squirming. Senku wrapped his arms around his chest, holding him tight. “W-What are you doing?”
“Getting you to see reason.”
“WAH!! Sehehehehehehenku, nohohohohoho!” Gen shrieked suddenly, giggles becoming laughter when his upper ribs became the target of his partner’s attention. He tried struggling, but it did him no good. For as physically weak as Senku sometimes was, in a position like this and when using tickling as his primary attack, Gen didn’t stand a chance against him.
“So, what was it you were reading just now? I know you skipped some of the details, so maybe you could catch me up on what you missed? I want to know everything, after all~”
“Sehehehehehehenku!”
Senku’s playful grin could be heard even if it couldn’t be seen from where Gen lay at the moment. "Yes, that’s my name. Now, are you going to spill? Or am I going to have to persuade you a little more?”
Gen tossed his head back and cackled openly, too flustered and elated by the fun attention to hold back. “Ehehehehehehehe! I cahahahahahan’t! I’m a mehehehehentalist; I cahahahan’t tell you everythiHIHIHIHING!! NO!! NO, WAHAHAHAHAHAIT!!”
Senku had moved up to his armpits now, his mouth by Gen’s ear. He nipped it playfully and growled, “Gonna tell me how you’re gonna use this book on me?”
Gen’s heart was absolutely frantic. He was incredibly flustered and panicked and excited all at once. He knew where this was going, and he was both terrified (because Senku always won) and dying to get started (because he loved it when Senku won).
“I…I can’t, dehehear SEHEHEHEHENKU!! GAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” Gen flailed uselessly from his position as little spoon on the couch, bucking and kicking but unable to keep his boyfriend’s hands out of his armpits. “PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!”
Senku chuckled and nipped his ear again. “Don’t worry, Gen. You’ll tell me everything, one way or another…”
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AAAAAA
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Cute cute
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Lee know tickling jeongin 🥺
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I'm just gonna leave this here
Btw sorry that it took so long to post but I had no storage on my phone so I deleted some pictures
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kane is definitely tickling Regie!
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wow I'm in a lee mood now
Just Ask (My Hero Academia)
This fic was commissioned by @queerishima18. Thank you!
Primary Universe
Summary: Kirishima is in a bad lee mood, so he fights off his nerves and asks Bakugou to tickle him. Luckily, Bakugou is more than happy to oblige.
A/N: THIS IS MY 100TH MHA FIC WHO EVEN AM I LOL
No but seriously, thank you to queerishima18 for commissioning this cute fic idea, and THANK YOU to all of you who have supported me over the years to make this crazy milestone possible! 100 MHA FICS! That's insane!! Please enjoy! <3
Word Count: 1,756
Warning: Light, consensual bondage
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He was going to do it. Kirishima was going to get up, go to Bakugou’s room, and ask him to tickle him. He really was! He was…as soon as he could find the courage to get his butt out of his desk chair.
He stared at the closed door of his own room, leg bouncing nervously. Bakugou had told him he’d do it anytime he asked, and Kiri believed him. But that was the embarrassing part – actually asking. Like, straightforwardly asking to be turned into a puddle of laughter. But he wanted it so bad, and he knew his explosive friend would keep his promise. He also knew Bakugou preferred being asked rather than provoked, if his competition with Deku a while back had proven anything. (He’d feel bad for Midoriya if his friend hadn’t loved it so much.)
Kirishima got to his feet, but that’s as far as he managed. He hesitated again, pulled out his phone, considered sending a text instead. It would be easier that way, right? If Bakugou wasn’t interested, being rejected in a message instead of in person would suck less, wouldn’t it?
He tapped out a message, erased it. Tried again, erased it again. Then he shoved his phone in his pocket and strode to the door. Asking over text wasn’t manly. He could do it in person. It was just tickling! And if all else failed, he could always ask Todoroki.
It wouldn’t be quite the same, but still.
Two minutes later he was standing in front of Bakugou’s door, hesitating again. I can do this, he told himself firmly. If he can come to all of us and ask for it, I can go to him and ask. He told me I could. Just do it!
He knocked. He thought about running away.
He didn’t.
Bakugou yanked open the door, looking irritated, but his usual scowl softened when he saw the redhead. “What do you want, spiky hair?”
Kirishima found himself hesitating a third time.
The blonde seemed to sense something was up. He stepped back and gestured for Kiri to come in, which he did, albeit slowly. Once the door was closed again, Bakugou asked in a gentler voice, “What’s up? You look nervous.”
“I am,” Kiri admitted, leaning against the wall and letting out a huge sigh. He glanced over, saw his best friend’s expectant stare, and covered his eyes with one hand. “I came to ask you to tickle me but if you’re busy or not in the mood I totally get it, it can just be whenever, I don’t want to impose—”
Bakugou grabbed his ribs and squeezed once, effectively silencing him and making him shoot his arms down instinctively, making actual eye contact this time. Kiri’s eyes widened. His friend was wearing a wicked smirk that immediately made him both terrified and elated.
“You want me to tickle you?” Bakugou asked in a low, teasing voice. Kiri swallowed. “Well? I asked you a question, Eijiro.”
Oh, crap. First names? He was screwed already.
“I…y-yeah, I…I want you to tickle me,” he stammered.
“Then you’d better get your butt to the bed before I take you down right here against this wall.”
What the heck?! Kiri pushed past him and scurried to the bed, if nothing else just to get away from that intense gaze for a few seconds. He sat down and looked back at the blonde, who stopped halfway in following him, seeming to consider something.
“What…what are you doing?” Kirishima asked.
Bakugou glanced at his closet, then back at him. “How bad do you want me to tickle you? Like…do you want to be able to fight me, or would you rather be totally out of control?”
“Um…” Kiri hesitated yet again. He shifted slightly. “I mean…I guess it doesn’t matter? Why?”
Silently, Bakugou opened his closet and rifled in his bottom drawer for something. He paused before looking over at his friend and holding up a pair of shiny, silver handcuffs.
Kiri’s eyes widened. “Bakugou?”
“It’s not what you think, all right?” the blonde snapped, looking both frustrated and flustered at once. “I do this to Deku when he’s got it bad sometimes, too, and I thought it was easier than using neckties all the time. But if you don’t want—”
“I do,” Kirishima said quickly, then followed it up with, “Wait, you tie Midoriya up when you tickle him?”
“Only when he wants me to totally wreck him, like you do right now.” Bakugou got to his feet. “Are you sure? Once you’re in these you’re at my mercy until you use the safe word. And I’m not feeling particularly merciful today.”
Kiri shuddered, an excitement he hadn’t known was possible settling over him. “Yeah, I’m sure.”
Seeming more at ease and in his element now, Bakugou shot him another evil smile. “Then lay down and put your arms up so I can get those pesky hands out of my way.”
Moments later the cool metal of the cuffs were around each of his wrists, and Kiri gave an experimental tug at them, a thrill coursing through him when he realized he really wasn’t going anywhere, and now Bakugou was straddling his waist, cracking his knuckles.
“Use the safe word when you want me to stop for real, okay?” the blonde said seriously, beginning to drag his nails along his friend’s ribs.
Kiri squeaked and bit his lip to contain his smile. “I will.”
“Good.”
The redhead squealed with giggles a second later, squirming uselessly beneath the light tickles his friend was giving him as a warm-up. He’d had his arms pinned above him before, but not bound like they were now. This was so much different. Here it was just the two of them, but he was even more helpless to stop what was about to happen than usual. It was terrifying, but he couldn’t wait to really get going with this session. He’d wanted this so bad. He was craving it even more now that it had started.
“Getting excited?” Bakugou teased, as if sensing his shift in mood. He pushed Kiri’s shirt up just enough to get better access to his ribs and slowly began to increase his tickling pressure. “We’ll see how long that lasts when I have you begging me to stop.”
“I d-dohohohohon’t beheheheg easily,” Kiri reminded him, daring to be bold even in this position. “You’ll hahahahahahave to wohohohork for it.”
“I think you’re forgetting what it’s like to be the sole recipient of my tickle torture.”
“AIIEEE!! AHAHAHAHAHAHA WAIT!! OKAY, OKAHAHAHAHAY, NOT SO FAHAHAHAST!! WAIT!! BAHAHAHAHAHAHAKUGOU!!”
“What? You said you wanted me to tickle you, and you even let me tie you up. You must be in a really bad mood, huh?” Bakugou teased easily, enjoying the panicked laughter he was getting now that he was digging into his friend’s ribs with everything he had. “Tickle, tickle, tickle~”
“GOD NOHOHOHOHO DON’T DOHOHOHOHO THAT!! BAKUGOU!!”
“Let’s see…” The blonde gradually slowed his tickling to a lighter pace, allowing his friend a moment to breathe. “You know what? I’m going to work my way up.” Bakugou scooted himself back so he was straddling Kiri’s ankles instead, reaching behind him to scratch at his bare soles with a smug smile on his lips.
“Ah! Nohohohohoho!” Kiri burst into giggles again, tugging at his restraints. Somehow it made it tickle even worse, not being able to roll around or kick or anything at all. “Ehehehehehehehehehe!”
“I’m going to start here,” Bakugou told him matter-of-factly, wiggling his fingers into the spaces between the redhead’s toes, making him squeal. “And I’m going to sloooowly work my way up to your knees and thighs.” A quick scratching over his arches. “Then I’ll tickle your hips, and your sides, and your stomach. Your pudge is looking extra ticklish today.”
Kiri whined, wishing for all the world that he could cover up his blushing face, giggling crazily all the while from the light, lazy tickling on his feet. “Dohohohon’t tahahahalk about my puhuhudge!”
“I’ll talk about whatever I dang well please,” Bakugou growled, digging into his toes again, drawing yet another screech and subsequent laughter from his friend. “And you’ll do nothing to stop me because you can’t. Isn’t that what you wanted?”
Bakugou was being extra mean with his teasing today, it seemed. Kirishima had no idea why or where it had come from, but he wasn’t complaining. Not at all. In fact, it only made him more anxious to get moving. Get laughing. Screaming for mercy as he always ended up doing when his best friend was the one doing the tickling.
“Then I’m going to go up to your armpits and your neck, and that ridiculously sensitive collarbone of yours.”
“Shuhuhuhut up! I cahahahahan’t help – AIEEE!!”
Bakugou’s gaze had darkened, but his smirk told Kiri he was enjoying this just as much as he was. “Tell me to shut up again and see what happens.”
Kiri kept his mouth shut, save for the increasingly hysterical giggles.
“Then, just when you think you can’t handle any more, I’m going to tickle your ribs again. One by one, veeeery slowly, until you’re begging so hard you don’t even know what you’re begging for anymore.”
“Plehehehehease, Bakugou!”
“Yes, just like that.”
“Plehehehease, just dohohohoho it! Tihihihihickle me like you mehehehehean it, already!”
Bakugou quirked a brow and lunged for his ribs without warning, making Kiri scream in surprise and hysterics when his most ticklish spot was assaulted with his atomic friend’s unique brand of tickle torture. “You know what? You’re making me change my mind about how I want to take you down. That’s rude, considering you’re the one who came to me, asking me to take away all your control~”
“AHAHAHAHAHA I’M SOHOHOHOHOHORRY!! PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!! NOT THERE!! NOT YEHEHEHEHEHET!!”
Bakugou chuckled, grinned, settled himself back in for a very rib-focused session, enjoying the way Kiri’s face lit up with terror and delight at the same time, laughter filling the room, making him feel lighter just by being present for it. “Hmm…I think I’ll stay here for a little while after all, since you want it so bad. Does that sound good to you?”
Kirishima was already laughing so hard he couldn’t reply, but he wouldn’t have denied it if he could. He was so, so glad he’d found the courage to ask for it this time.
His best friend chuckled again, making him feel twice as sensitive, making him laugh even louder.
“I’ll take that as a yes.”
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