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I feel like we were robbed of an adorable lee atsushi moment when ango said that atsushi needed stimulation to organize the overwhelming thoughts n only pain was an option. Like u sure there's not another stimulant that could work? Something that could give a similar outcome n be less painful? Ok buddy XD
Right?? Excellent groundwork for a fic or drabble!
Ok ok ok. So I legit just finished bungo stray dogs n I just gaaaaaah! It was so good! Sigma deserves the world my baby boy.
I was pleasantly surprised by the ler ranpo scene. Also poe saying he can't say no to ranpo is adorable. I can definitely understand why u like this anime. I'm so hyped for another season! I need there to be another season. Anyway, just wanted to squeal with excitement to someone who gets it :3 🩵🩵🩵🩵
Right?! Sigma is such a sweetheart, and RanPoe is an underrated BSD ship! I'm hoping that Season 6 will happen sooner than later now that the manga has covered more ground since S5 wrapped. We'll see!
Summary: Nagi is searching for something, and Reo can only laugh and endure until he finds it.
A/N: I've been wanting to write a full ReoNagi fic for an AGE, and I finally had this idea spring to mind and ran with it. Enjoy!
Word Count: 1087
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“Nagi! Nagi, stahahahahahahahap!” Reo squealed, twisting to the side as much as he could under the circumstances, which wasn’t much at all. His wrists were locked together in a surprisingly firm grip, and the weight on his hips meant he wasn’t going anywhere fast. He could squirm, but it didn’t alleviate the sensations wracking his body, lighting up his nervous system like gas on a flame.
Nagi, for his part, remained impassive as he dug the fingers of his free hand into Reo’s ribs, starting from the top and working his way down, pressing into each one like he was looking for something. It was driving his friend insane.
“Ahahahahahahaha, plehehehehehehease! Why are you dohohohohohohohoing this?!” Try as he might, Reo couldn’t think of anything he could have done to make Nagi annoyed enough with him to actually get up off his butt and do something. The fact that he’d abandoned his games the instant Reo walked through the door spoke volumes, but about what, the violet-haired boy had no idea.
“Where is it?” Nagi muttered, starting over at the top of his ribs again, pressing meticulously, drawing another squeal out of his victim.
“Whehehehehehere is whahahahahahat? I dohohohohohon’t hahahahahahave anything!” Reo pleaded, then jerked and twisted again with a louder shout of laughter when Nagi pulled his arms up higher and went for his armpit. “Nahahahahahahahahahagi!”
Nagi hummed, seeming almost clinical in his ministrations as he murmured, “Not there. Maybe here?” He tried Reo’s neck, but when it didn’t get a bigger reaction out of him, he darted back to his armpit. “But I could have sworn it was here.”
Reo was incredibly confused, but his growing desperation to escape whatever mess he’d found himself in was outweighing everything else. “Whahahahahahahat ahahahahahahahare you looking fohohohohor?! I dihihihihihihidn’t tahahahahahake anything – Nahahahahahahagi!”
“Hmm.” Nagi’s brow furrowed in concentration as he dragged a fingernail down Reo’s spine. He didn’t even seem to hear his friend’s pleas, which only made Reo crazier. “Nah, it can’t be here.”
“Plehehehehehhease, Nagi!” Reo cried, gasping and giggling helplessly when fingers began to skitter up and down his side next. “Whahahahahahat dohohohohoho you wahahahahahahant? Just tehehehehehehell me!”
Finally, Nagi made eye contact. “I’m looking for the real you.”
…huh?!
“Ahahahahahahaha! Whahahahahahat do you mehehehehehean? I’m rihihihhihihight here!” Reo snorted when Nagi suddenly darted around to his belly, tugging at his trapped arms uselessly. His inability to dislodge his friend was driving him to the brink of insanity. It wasn’t harsh tickling, but it still made him desperate.
“No, you’re not.”
“Nahahahahahahahagi!”
“You’re still the Chameleon right now.” Nagi lifted himself from his straddle just enough to dig into Reo’s waistline. “I want the real you back.”
Reo spasmed and barked out a laugh that sounded more like a duck quacking, using his slightly freed state to try and kick his way to freedom. “I dohohohohohohon’t knohohohohohow what you’re tahahahahahalking about! I’m ohohohohohohonly the Chameheheheheheleon when I’m plahahahahaying soccer – shit, fuck!”
Nagi had plopped himself onto Reo’s thighs now, struggling to keep his grip on his friend’s wrists as he dug into his waist again. When Reo let out a distressed wail, his eyes lit up. “Is it here?”
Reo was doomed. He only had one chance – beg for his very life.
“Please, I’m nohohohot a Chameleon right now, I’m juhuhuhust me – just Reo!”
Nagi finally released his wrists…
…only to plunge all ten of his fingers into the squishy flesh of Reo’s waistline.
Reo tossed his head back and howled. “GAHAHAHAHAHAHAD DAHAHAHAHAHAMMIT NAGI!! PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE, I’M JUHUHUHUHUHUST ME!! I SWEHEHEHEHEAR!!”
Nagi only grunted in frustration, undeterred by Reo’s flailing arms clawing at him. “Not quite…where is it…?”
Reo had no idea what Nagi was looking for, but he hoped to god he found it soon, because he wasn’t sure how much more of this he could take. He couldn’t remember if his friend had ever pinned him and tickled him like this – he was usually too lazy to be bothered. He had no idea the white-haired boy could be such a tickle monster.
Then Nagi shifted his hands again so he was gripping his hips, digging his thumbs into the soft flesh near his thighs, and Reo’s vision went black as he squeezed his eyes shut, chest heaving with helpless laughter, hands gripping Nagi’s arms with desperation as he weakly dug his heels into the ground, gradually going silent with hysterics.
“There it is,” Nagi said, though Reo could barely hear him. “There’s the real you.”
Reo gasped in a breath, then immediately expelled it in the loudest, most uncontrolled laughter he’d ever let loose in his life, the sensations in his hips rocketing through his whole body and making him feel more alive and more desperate than he had in ages.
“FUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUCK, NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAGI!!” he screamed, digging his nails into his friend’s arms. “STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!! I’M MEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!! I’M ME, I’M ME, I SWEAR – PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE, MEHEHEHEHEHEHEHERCY!!”
Nagi did stop, but otherwise didn’t move as Reo collapsed beneath him, gasping for breath so hard he coughed a little, mirthful tears brimming in his eyes. He slowly blinked back to reality and glanced up at his friend, who was looking annoyingly proud of himself.
“W-What…the hell was that?” Reo wheezed.
“I knew if I found a bad spot I’d be able to make you drop the mask you’ve been wearing lately,” Nagi replied, shrugging as though it were no big deal. “I missed my friend, that’s all.”
Reo stared incredulously at him. “So you thought tickling me into submission was the answer?”
“Kinda, yeah.”
“You…” Reo wanted to call him all kinds of things right now, but suspected the wrong one might send him into another tickle fit, so finally landed – weakly – on, “…jerk.”
Nagi gently pressed his thumbs in again, and immediately Reo was giggling, eyes wide with panic…and maybe something like excitement, too. This was a foreign feeling to him, being entirely at someone else’s mercy, and since that someone was Nagi…
Well, he supposed part of him wasn’t ready for it to be over.
“It’s fun to make you laugh like that, you know,” Nagi said now, and for the first time there was the hint of a smile on his lips, a wicked glint in his eye. “I wanna do it again.”
And Reo must have been a masochist, because rather than protest or beg for his freedom, he found himself saying, “Fucker.”
And Nagi tickled him so hard and so long he entirely forgot how to be anyone but himself in the first place.
dude no joke almost every day i come back to this account to read your mha fics. they're genuinely so good that i devour them mentally and emotionally every day
I appreciate that! I'm glad to hear you enjoy them. 💖💖💖
I noticed you liked sasaki and miyano. If so I have an anime I think you'd like called Cherry Magic! Thirty Years of Virginity Can Make You a Wizard?!
It's a personal favorite and it's really cute and silly. If not that's ok you can just ignore this. I just really like it and wanted to share something wholesome and adorable with you. ❤️🍒✨❤️
Hai! So sorry to bother you but there’s this one MHA fic that’s in your fic recs and I think it might be a fic I’ve been looking for for a long time, but the link leads me to nothing. The “no posts found” page. Is there any chance you have another version or a reblog of it somewhere that might still exist? If it’s the fic I think it is I’ve wanted to re-read it for a very long time but have yet to able to find it. It’s okay if not (although if so please just tell me or smth so I don’t get antsy waiting for something that’ll never come 😅 /not forcing)
Thank you for reading!
-parrot (@mythica0 )
Without knowing which fic it is specifically I can't really help you, BUT that recs page is VERY outdated. There are several fics there that no longer exist on Tumblr bc the OPs have deactivated their blogs. It's likely that whichever fic you're talking about, it may be one of those, unfortunately.
I'm sorry I know I don't usually update on my manga reading progress but I just need to scream about this because - WHAT?!
1 - Atsushi is in LONDON? In the PAST? WHAT???
2 - THAT WHOLE ENTIRE THING WAS JUST PART ONE?!?!
3 - I had a feeling Kyouka liked Atsushi in that way but now that it's canon I'm scared, especially after it really did seem like Akutagawa realized he liked him, too- (Shin Soukoku for life)
4 - Does anyone know when the manga is supposed to pick back up? I know it's on hiatus as of March of this year but idk when I should be looking out for the next chapter bc I don't want to fall that far behind again
This might sound strange but I wanted to thank u for inadvertently getting me into new anime. I found ur mha fics n loved it n the haikyuu fics. But I didn't know half the other ones u wrote for. So I decided to watch them so I could read those fics n ended up falling in love with them. Now I'm obsessed with big windup n dr stone XD. I'm looking into watching blue lock n the rest of bungo stray dogs when I have time. Anyway, I hope u have a most amazing day! 🩵🩵🩵
OMG?? I've had folks tell me they got into an anime or two because of me but multiple?? Especially to be the one to introduce you to Big Windup and Dr. Stone - I'm honored! Thank you so much! I can't believe my stories made you want to watch the anime! 🥹
I finally got around to watching the second season of big windup! N omg it's like soup for the soul. Especially my favorite boys izumi n Abe but mizutani being an adorable lee gives me life.
Right?! OMG every time I lose hope that I'm the only one who cares about this fandom I get a like or a comment like this and it just makes my day every time. 😭💖💖💖
Hi hi, I just wanted to say ur fics never fail to bring me genuine joy. I'm not doing great mentally atm but ur writing always makes me feel a lot better. So I hope u have nothing but good days n know that what u make makes people smile. I'm sending all the best vibes ur way to help when u feel down. That's all. Kbye 🩵🩵🩵
That's so kind of you to say! I'm glad my silly stories can help in any way. Hang in there. 💖
I just wanted to swing by and say thank you for writing and posting that fic. I've been struggling with hair, not liking it but not wanting to shave it off either, and reading that made me feel a lot better knowing I'm not that crazy and that there are people out there who don't care if my leg hairs are visible.
The people who really care about you won't give a damn about your leg hair. It's natural and nothing to be ashamed of. I'm still working on remembering that myself. You're definitely not alone. 💖
Summary: Gin and Higuchi have a talk about hair. (And there are tickles involved.)
A/N: This one is pretty experimental, I'm not gonna lie - I also hesitated to post it for a while, but I do think it's worth sharing and fits well with the message of Pride Month in general. Being gender nonconforming myself this is kind of a more personal story, so I hope you enjoy it. And if not, you're welcome to just move on. <3
Word Count: 1061
Warning: Body insecurity
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“Eheheheheheheheheeeek!” Higuchi squealed, shimmying back and forth as Gin kneaded into her sides, beaming. She was always so flustered around the other woman, but especially when her guard was down like this, being the recipient of such a beautiful smile was nearly unbearable. “Mihihihihihiss Akutagahahahahawa!”
Gin snickered. “It’s cute that you insist on calling me that when I’ve got you laughing like this.” She hummed, grin becoming a tad evil as she slipped her hand down a little further to pinch her hip, making the blonde shriek and twist violently to the side, hysteria building. “I wonder what it will take for you to call me by my name…”
Higuchi’s cheeks flamed at the way her laugh sounded now, high-pitched and panicky and not at all ladylike. Fortunately for her Gin seemed to love her laugh – but then again, it was unfortunate for her when she was at her girlfriend’s mercy like this.
“Plehehehehehehehease, nohohohohoho! Not thehehehehehehere! You knohohohohow it’s bahahahahad – NOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!”
Gin expertly kept up with her flailing as she dug into both hips at once, making Higuchi arch her back and shriek with the kind of uncoordinated laughter that lifted Gin’s spirits and made her heart race. The blonde was always so cute, but in moments like this she was utterly adorable.
Feeling emboldened, she suddenly abandoned Higuchi’s hips in favor of grabbing her ankle and skittering her nails along her socked sole. She was rewarded with a startled “huuuh?!” and bubbly giggles for her efforts, as well as redoubled attempts to squirm out of her grip.
But Gin was strong, and they both knew it.
“Do you have ticklish legs?” the brunette wondered aloud, teasingly slipping a finger under her girlfriend’s pant leg to scratch at her lower calf. She grinned, expecting more laughter or perhaps a weakly veiled “no” that absolutely meant yes.
But to her surprise, Higuchi’s eyes went wide with genuine panic, and suddenly she was pulling at her trapped ankle in earnest, crying, “No! Nonono, Gin! Don’t – I’m serious!”
Startled, Gin let go of her entirely, holding her hands up to show she was safe. “I’m so sorry, was that too intimate? I didn’t mean—”
“N-No, it’s…not that,” Higuchi said quietly, pulling her limbs into herself and suddenly looking very uncomfortable.
“Then…what is it?”
“I just…I haven’t shaved.” The last part was said so quietly that it was almost a whisper.
Gin caught herself in time before she laughed out loud. “I don’t care if you forgot to shave.”
The blonde was quiet. She darted her eyes up, but never quite made contact with Gin’s. “No, I mean…I don’t shave. I haven’t for years.”
“So?”
“And my…my hair…” Higuchi grasped some of the blonde wisps that had gotten stuck to her face in the playful scuffle. “I dyed this, but…my legs are natural.”
Gin frowned, confused and perhaps a little hurt. “Ichiyo. You don’t really think I care about any of that, do you?”
“It’s just that, you’re so feminine and pretty. I know you take good care of your hair and your body and like to look smooth and shiny—” Higuchi stopped when Gin gently put a hand on hers.
“Ichiyo, that’s my body. My choice to make for myself. It doesn’t mean I expect every woman to care about all of that. I don’t expect you to shave your legs just because I do. It’s your body. You do what you want with it.”
The blonde hesitated. “But won’t you think it’s gross?”
“No? It’s just hair. It’s natural, like you said.” Gin observed her girlfriend for a moment longer, then shifted so she was holding her hand properly, squeezing it gently. “If you don’t want me to see it or touch it or anything right now, that’s okay. We don’t have to. I’ll tickle you somewhere else – assuming you’re still okay with that,” she added quickly.
Higuchi’s cheeks had already been slightly pink, but now the color was prominent. It made her look so cute. “I just…don’t want you to think I’m dirty. Or too masculine. Or…anything. I want you to keep liking me, because I like you so much.”
The words made Gin’s heart soar, but she understood now wasn’t the time to focus on that last part. She grabbed her girlfriend’s chin and forced her to look up, to finally make eye contact for the first time. “I like you so much, too. Just the way you are. Hair or no hair, makeup or no makeup, belly fat or toned abs. Your personality is what draws me to you, Ichiyo. The rest isn’t nearly as important as that.”
A more comfortable silence settled between them after that. Higuchi took a moment to consider, and Gin let her have as much time as she needed. Finally, the blonde squeezed her hand back. “I guess I don’t mind if you…keep going. I just got scared. I don’t want you to tease me about it.”
The brunette smiled, then leaned in to kiss her tenderly, letting all her love for the other woman seep into the moment. When she pulled back, that playful twinkle had returned. She gradually shifted down to take hold of her girlfriend’s ankle. “Shut up, you know that I love you – but that’s enough of this spiral~”
Higuchi blinked in astonishment, her lips quirking despite herself. “Did…did you just quote Hazbin Hotel – ah! Ahahahahahaha no fahahahahahair, you dihihihihihidn’t wahahahaharn me!”
“Grabbing your ankle wasn’t warning enough?” Gin giggled, watching her face as she went right back to what she’d been doing before, slipping a couple of fingers under her pants leg to scribble at her calf. “Now, I want to know! Do you have ticklish legs?”
This time, the blonde sputtered and covered her face in embarrassment – the good kind, now – and whined, “Nohohohohohohoho!” Just as Gin had expected her to do from the beginning.
“Oh? So this doesn’t tickle?” she teased, scritching her unfairly manicured nails into her girlfriend’s skin. “Not even a little?”
“Gihihihihihihihihihin!”
The brunette smiled, keeping up her playful attack until Higuchi was back to laughing freely and squirming around like she always did when her body wanted to get away but her heart wanted her to stay put and soak in the rare moment of fun.
Now Gin had learned another way to get her to call her by her name.
