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tword side blog lul

[sunhat-rabbit]

Introduction post I suppose

my side blog for stuff. I can't say the word. if u know, u know

talk to me about: tf2, jjk, gachiakuta (no spoilers I'm only about 1/3rd of the way thru 💔)

the rodent is my main

he/him 🏳️‍⚧️

I am 20, this blog will probably be mostly sfw but I'd prefer not to interact with children online lmao

typical scout enjoyer his ugly lil ass is NOT cool I love him very much

PLEASE SEND ME ASKS I love em

[unholy-cat]

Ребзи я опять приболела ( Да ЕПТ!) И рисовала это на последних крупицам воздуха. Я уверенна вам понравится 🩷

[sunhat-rabbit]

Wanna grab a kiwi soda?

HOLY JACKED

never had kiwi soda before but it sounds scrumptious so I'm game

[giggly-bun]

Infinity & Beyond {SatoSugu}

A/N [WARNING THIS IS A TICKLE FIC] if you don’t like it, don’t read it. guess who's back with satosugu by unpopular demand ! no beta we die like my will to write :3 - bunny 🔮

A soft pink hue breached the half-closed blinds, kissing the room gently with its warmth. The evening breeze trickled in, brushing itself against Satoru's pale skin. A small shiver was sent up his spine at the feelings. The room was mostly silent, save for the soft clicking of his metal handcuffs being tightly secured. That sent an even bigger shudder down his spine. Satoru cleared his throat.

"Is it too late to back out of this?" Satoru shuffled where he lay face up on his back. He attempted to flick his wrists, testing how much movement he had, and to no surprise of his own, Suguru had kept him in place well enough to barely even flinch.

The man sighed, though there was a nervous shake to it. Suguru smiled fondly in response from where he was perched on his lover's hips.

"You were very confident in your abilities when you agreed to do this with me. Why so nervous now, Toru?"

"I'm not nervous." He bit back with mock confidence. "I just think it's a stupid experiment. It's not going to be hard to keep my infinity up, I do it every single day, Suguru."

He huffed again, although this time he was cut off when his own body jerked to the side slightly at the feeling of Suguru pinching his side. The other chuckled.

"Just think of it as extra endurance training. You keep your infinity up every day, yes, but now we're testing how you fair under certain... conditions, let's say."

His tone was oozing with something both sweet and sinister. It was the same convincing tone he'd used on his boyfriend to convince him to do this in the first place; Satoru couldn't imagine himself agreeing if it wasn't for that tempting voice. He watched as Suguru scooted back further down until he rested his weight carefully on Satoru's thighs. His golden-tanned hands sat on Satoru's sides. Satoru had the violent, inate urge to flinch away from the touch, but he couldn't help leaning into the gentle warmth.

The white-haired man held his head up in a snooty fashion. "Tickling isn't going to make me drop my infinity; you won't even be able to touch me." Geto smiled even wider. He did love getting the opportunity to humble Gojo.

"It's not the tickling that will do it, but the idea, the fear, the anticipation. If you can keep your infinity up through all of that, then like I said, I will let you tickle me until I safeword." He curled his fingers ever so slightly when he finished. Goosebumps sprung up like flourishing daisies across Satoru's skin. He'd like to pretend he is doing a good job at acting unaffected.

"This is stupid, and you're stupid, and when this is all over, when I win, I'm going to tickle you so hard that you forget your own name." Gojo Satoru, ever the optimist, ever the dreamer.

Suguru scoffed a little but kept that same fond smile. The pads of his fingertips ghost up the other's ribs before completely removing his hands and setting them by his own sides. The sun had shifted now, gracing them both with the evening sky that reflected so beautifully off of Gojo's pink-tainted, blushing form. Truly perfect, Suguru thought.

"When you're ready, put your infinity up and we can start. I'll have five minutes to tease you however I want, so good luck."

The other scoffed. "Five minutes, are you kidding? I could probably last a whole hour and then some." And with a smug smile, he settled back comfortably onto the quilts. He waited for Suguru to move to sit in between his legs before he turned his infinity on.

This was going to be so easy.

Suguru hummed. "I'm glad you think this is so easy," he grazed his hands around his lover's ribs and, ah, he truly was not used to not being able to touch him, “I'm sure you're extatic that you can't feel this on your ribs right now. I know how ticklish you are here." He scribbled his fingers over them as he spoke.

"They're not that bad." Satoru muttered.

"Oh, but they are. You have always been so terribly ticklish here, you can't even handle a little tickling here for more than a minute." That devilish smile of his widened while he watched Satoru shift his hips awkwardly. God, how he hated that word. "But you must remind me, are your top ones more sensitive?" He darted his hand up to Satoru's top ribs. "Or is it the bottom ones? Honestly, I can never quite remember, you're just so sensitive everywhere." That bastard.

Gojo knows that Geto isn't actually touching him, so why could he still feel it? This must be some sick and twisted rendition of Pavlov's experiment, and it was messing with Satoru's head like crazy. His body jerked as if he expected the tickling, but nothing came of it.

He gritted his teeth at Suguru. "You're being such a dick, but you know that you're way more ticklish than I am."

"Oh, am I?" Suguru raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, you are, and once I'm out of these stupid cuffs, I'll prove it to you."

The deep chuckle that Suguru let out wasn't exactly comforting. "I see, Satoru." He leaned forward until he was right by the other man's ears abd whispered. The action sent a violent blush up Gojo's neck. "You are very brave for a man hiding behind his own technique. We both know that the second you let it go, I am going to tear you down so easily. You're going to laugh and laugh and laugh some more until you can't anymore. How does that sound, Toru?"

It sounded like his own personal version of hell. But he knows he'd be lying if he said it wasn't tempting...

He felt a crackle of his own cursed energy flicker for a second before steeling himself to concentrate. There is no way he was letting Suguru win this.

"Fuck you, Suguru. I- there is no way I'm letting you do that to me." He couldn't stop his eyes from tracking the way Suguru's delicate hands panned down and fluttered over his stomach. He sucked in on instinct. If he just let go right now, he would feel those hands tormenting hysterical giggles out of him and-

"Did you hear me, Toru?"

Wait, what?

"H-Huh?" He heard himself ask. Why did his voice sound so foreign to him? This seriously can't be getting to him. "Uh- what did you say?"

"I said you have two minutes and thirty seconds left. You're doing so well. What're you thinking about?" His hands once again floated up his ribs, where they reached his inner elbow.

Satoru stared at his fingers, his eyes followed Suguru's movements meticulously. They danced around his inner elbow, up to his forearm, rinse and repeat.

"Nothing." A blatant lie. He pulled at his arms, feeling all too vulnerable right now.

"Nothing at all? Not about how devastatingly ticklish this is going to be? Not about how I'm going to scratch my fingers in these sensitive armpits until you're crying?"

Damn it, Satoru could feel himself fighting off a smile. Suguru could see it too.

"That’s what you want, isn’t it? You want to be trapped under my mercy and let me play with you for however long I want. You want me to tickle you to tears until you’re begging me to let up. I know you, Toru, and I know how badly you want to let go.”

His mouth ran completely dry. He felt like he was gasping for air. Nervous giggles began bubbling up in his chest, threatening to burst at the seams. How was Suguru so good at this?

“S-Shut uhup.” Satoru tittered out. How completely non-threatening."

“Shut up? Oh, does the big bad Gojo Satoru not like having to admit how sensitive he is? How badly he wants to feel my hands and laugh?”

How on earth had it not been two minutes already?

“I can see you smiling, Satoru. You’re so pretty when you smile, it’s making me miss that adorable laughter of yours.”

Gojo would like to blame his cursed technique for his heightened senses and for the ability to almost physically feel every word that Geto was saying. Part of him knows, however, that Suguru was right. He heard himself let out a giggly whine at the thought.

He could just let go and stop the torment. Truth be told, he wouldn’t hate it as much as he let on. His body felt so pent up, so full of energy, he felt like his own cursed technique was going to implode on itself with the willpower it’s taking to keep it up. Suguru was randomly darting his hands to any new spot he could find, never touching, but Satoru felt each flinch like a bullet to the chest. It was too much and not enough all at the same time. He couldn’t think, he couldn’t speak. He needed this to stop, but he so desperately needed to be touched at the same time.

But he was already so close, just a few more seconds and he-

“Ah!” Gojo managed a full-body jerk as he looked up at Geto, horrified. The dark-haired man sat there with a maddeningly wide smile, hands now touching the other’s top ribs in triumph.

“Gotcha.” He laughed.

Oh fuck.

“S-Sugu wait- n-no please pleHEASE!”

It was already too late. Suguru had started squeezing at his upper ribs so vigorously it sent Satoru into cataclysmic laughter. He clicked his tongue as he looked down at the man currently in hysterics.

“Satoru, Satoru, Satoru. You just couldn’t wait 15 more seconds, could you? So desperate to feel something, your own technique gave up on you.” Satoru could barely understand a word over his own mindless shrieking. Every nerve was set alight; the buzzing under his skin had tripled in size and spread throughout his entire nervous system. He pulled rabidly at his restraints but to no avail. “I suppose since I won, you can give me what I want?”

“Nohohoho- ACK! Gohohohod p-plehe- oh plehehehease SUHUHUGU!”

Suguru hummed, condescending and smug. “Save that energy, Toru, it’s going to be a very long night.”

Gojo decided in that moment that he would be doing some intense infinity training the next day.

[sunhat-rabbit]

ITS SO PEAK HOORAY

suguru would be the most evil horrible terrifying ler of all times, u wrote him sosoosso well it had me blushing too :]

[sunhat-rabbit]

wanna grab a beer

beer SUCKS but I'll drink anything else....been fucking with whisky recently....

[crits-against-proshits]

@/pissratee harasses antishippers

first three groups of screenshots were all found in the anti proship tags.

last one highlighted for emphasis. why do proshippers act like they are oppressed 😒 and the anti is right. you cant break your own boundaries especially after your boundaries were broken by someone else first. but i suppose if you are used to breaking boundaries without a care in the world then it all means nothing to you.

keeps equating being proship with being smarter 😒 you wish. i get the feeling that pissratee was mad bcuz this anti is older than her. proshippers usually hate when antis are older than them bc it proves it is not the "mature" side.

the anti here is a minor. why harass a kid, pissratee? as an adult you should have blocked them first. it is the responsible thing to do. i am an adult too and if a minor did not want me to interact for any reason i would block to respect their choice. having beef against a kid is weird.

also defended AO3 hosting rpf of real kids. i also added proof of AO3 allowing it bcuz i know some people won't believe me. pissratee's reblog is still there, see for yourself. makes the harassing kids thing seem more creepy. why defend smut involving real kids?

rpf smut is harassment regardless of what AO3 claims. just bc something is technically not illegal does not make it ok! defending written nsfw of real kids makes you look like a creep.

other accounts are

jellee-sandwich

leffee

justthescout

avoid engaging with this user

do not harass them or send threats or anything

block their accounts and move on

and pissratee i dont wish death or anything like that on you. if anyone sends threats i do not claim those people and they should be ashamed of themselves for doing that. i am serious.

i just want you to stop harassing people and to understand why what you are doing is harmful. and since you did not want to listen to any of us before, you left no choice but for me to say something.

even if tf2 is violent i do not want this fandom to be unsafe for kids and for victims of grooming. and you harassing people who may be survivors because they spoke up about the abuse proshippers perform and normalize? it shows a lot about you and none of it is positive.

i hope you get better but as it stands nobody has to be around you if they do not want to. it should be a wake up call that people would rather not talk to you face to face.

you ignored a valid response from someone out of spite. read the submission. they are right. you are just too stubborn to admit you might have been wrong. the anon practiced media literacy, i suggest you try the same.

[crits-against-proshits]

i saw more. i will hide it under a cut this time because the original post is long enough already, and because this is even more disgusting.to give context, pissratee was interacting with a victim who was affected by fictional pedophilic material so badly that they experience unwanted arousal. this individual is in therapy for it and simply does not want what happened to them to occur to anyone else.

what angered me is this response:

"whether those pedophiles saw proship stuff or not they would still be pedophiles"

the op was DIRECTLY AFFECTED BY FICTIONAL MATERIAL. they likely would not suffer from pedophilic thoughts if not for it. AND PISSRATEE DISMISSED THEM.

i will include the rest of the conversation. notice how pissratee doesn't refute the accusation of being a pedophile. combined with defending AO3 hosting rpf of real children as seen in my original post, this is even more alarming.

[crits-against-proshits]

directed at the same individual as the previous addition.

[sunhat-rabbit]

I blocked bro on the 4 accounts I know they have but I would not be surprised if there were more 💀

jellee or piss or whatever u go by, if u see this, I have no interest in arguing with u. I know that you'll continue to lurk on my blog regardless of how many times I block you, because you've done it before. you are 24 years old dawg, this is ridiculous. you're not changing anyone's minds by insulting and harassing them. please act like an adult. don't reach out to me. I don't hate you but I also cannot overstate how little I want to hear from you again.

harassing me was annoying. harassing a friend of mine was too far, and harassing a literal child only cements in my mind that you care more about being "right" than respecting the people around you.

[a-fluffer-nutter]

Y'all I need help. I don't know what tickling feels like and my boyfriend is ass at explaining anything ever so I'm here to ask you.

What does it feel like to be tickled? Like what does it feel like when someone first touches a ticklish spot then stops. And what does it feel like for someone to touch a ticklish spot and keep going?

[sunhat-rabbit]

lemme take a crack at it, this is just how I experience it so take my words with a grain of salt lmao

it's kinda hard to explain but I'll do my best lol. it's kinda like panic the way your brain like. lights up. it's like "oh shit!" because there's sensation there. and it's not painful or really unpleasant but it's still very much there.

it's like. tingly I guess. hard to describe. it's sensation and it's powerful but not painful, it's more like "ohshitohshitohshit" which is an awful description but the best I can really come up with lmao. it sends me into fight or flight but I also am having fun so the need to struggle and escape isn't usually as urgent. unless it's a bad spot, then my brain is like "I need to get this person's hands away before I die of laughter" but I also think the struggle is part of the fun. maybe I'm a masochist who knows. I've never considered twording to be unpleasant on its own, even in more extreme situations

further research may be needed maybe I need to be wrecked until I can properly describe how it feels shrug emoji

[knismango]

"Ask me about ticklish mercs" I see! Oh boy I'm like a kid in a candy store 😃. If you please, I'd love some lee!Scout headcanons or thoughts or scenarios or- just anything really

:D scoutyyy

I think he likes tickling when it's playful and silly!!

he's one of the most lee!mercs in my opinion. most of them are switches but he's almost 100% lee

he may tickle someone else on occasion but it's just a way to get them to tickle him back

if he really doesn't want to be tickled, he can easily escape by running away. but if you get him before he can run away, oh he's done for.

major tickle spots are his feet and legs!!

if you get his feet he kinda short-circuits, they're very sensitive. So it's better to be very gentle with them unless you want to be torturous. >:) skittering and light touches are very effective

his calves and thighs are sensitive to deeper pressure (think of those massages for athletes)

I think his neck and ears are also v sensitive., and his torso also but to a lesser extent than his lower body

he SQUIRMS A LOTT

he is already super squirmy and active normally, when he's tickled he can't really help but flail about. he's kicked people in the face many times when they get his feet, but he tries to resist kicking when he's in a Lee mood and wants it to continue

he is not above begging lol. he talks a lot when getting wrecked but it's hysterical and more like blabbering unless it's v gentle tickling. lots of squeals and giggles

lowkey likes being teased but still gets embarrassed about it and is like "Stop saying that, man!! It's making it worse!!"

He kinda tries to save his pride when being tickled by pretending he doesn't like it but he still baits the mercs by starting silly fights with them

his biggest lers are demo and pyro because they're always down for a tickle fight but the other mercs are not above tickling him when he's being childish or annoying

heavy, medic, and sniper especially will tickle him to take him down a peg

[sunhat-rabbit]

how does it feel being right about everything

[sunhat-rabbit]

FINALLY getting around to drawing more art of my sona ...college and employment are a brutal double whammy but I can always make time for this little shit

[beesnotticklish]

being a brat and then having the living shit tickled out of you for it is one of life's greatest joys

[sunhat-rabbit]

I would love it if somebody absolutely went to town on my hips but I do kick and I fear I would cause injury 💔

[aceoftickles]

I NEED TO DRAW TF2

[aceoftickles]

we still like tf2 right

[sunhat-rabbit]

YRS YES YEA YES YES YES YES YES YES PLEASE I WILL BE SO HAPPY

[sunhat-rabbit]

finally worked up the courage to tell my fwb I like being tworded and he said he was going to tie me up and tk me HELP what have I done

[sunhat-rabbit]

"no, nonono, not thehehere!"

"where, then?"

[sunhat-rabbit]

lmfao lee lee lee lee lee

come off anon and say it to my face >:[

[moonsoaked-tickles]

hi guys

I probably forgot some shit but oh well . i'm tired

[sunhat-rabbit]

I love this guy

[aceoftickles]

it would be a nice graduation gift

sfw int only pls

[sunhat-rabbit]

yes but just this once