#lee!himiko

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It's Himiko, the Ultimate maaaaaage

(My art don't repost but please reblog)

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11 with oumeno please? owo

Himiko stood on the stepstool as she reached both hands as high asshe could, attempting to grab the plastic bowl on top of the cabinet. She was just about to pick it up when she felt two tiny hands jab under her arms andsubsequently yanked them down in defense.

“AAAAH!”

She heard devious snickering behind her and wasn’t surprised atall when she turned around and saw Kokichi.

“Kokichi!”

“What? Something the matter?”

She pouted and decided to ignore him for the time being. Maybe he’dgo away then. She turned back and reached for the bowl, and again wasattacked from behind. This time, he had squeezed her ribs in a very tender spot. She swung around angrily,almost losing her balance.

“Stop!!”

Kokichi smiled innocently. “Stop what?”

“Nyeeeh!”

For the third time, she went to grab the bowl and managed to swipeit, but before she could bring her arms down Kokichi had already starteddigging them into her sides.

“GAAAAH! Nnnnnyeeeh!”

He didn’t stop this time, taunting her as he continued his cruelattack. 

“What’s the matter Miko-chan? You’re not making much sense! Why dontchatry using your words?”

She babbled on, unable to fully form words through her laughter muchto his amusement. As she squirmed and wiggled, her right foot took a wrong step andshe fell backwards. Luckily, Kokichi was there to soften her fall. Hecomplained loudly despite being the own cause for his current pain.

“Ow… jeez, you’re so clumsy! My head hurts now…”

“Nyeh… serves you right!”

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For the prompts can ya do: “Do you think you could teach me?” + Oumeno?

Himiko was in the middle of her transmutation practice, preparingherself for this complex magic work by narrowing her eyes and breathing deeply,when a mop of purple hair popped up in her peripheral vision.

“Whatcha doooin’?”

She exhaled and opened her eyes to see Kokichi staring ather with a naughty grin.

“I’m about to cast a spell,” she said irritably. “And you’redistracting me.”

“Ooooh! Himiko-chan is sooooo cool. Do you think you couldteach me?”

“Nyeh… this spell is much too advanced for a novice likeyou… besides, I’m too tired to teach…”

“Come on, pleeeeeease? I promise if you do, I’ll leave youalone for the rest of the day!”

The deal was too sweet to let pass.

“Nyeeeeeh… fine…” she agreed reluctantly. “But no funnybusiness! If you pull any pranks, I’ll turn you into a frog!”

“Neeheehee…”

Himiko instructed Kokichi to stand face to face with her.They were the same height, so this forced them to look each other in the eyes.Himiko started to sweat a little, seeing how intensely Kokichi was staring ather.

“First,” she began with a slight tremor in her voice, “Closeyour eyes and take a deep breath.”

He obeyed her commands, letting his chest fill with air andreleasing it after a few seconds.

“Good… now raise your arms and stretch them as high as youcan… keep breathing…”

Himiko mirrored him this time, letting her eyelids drop shutand falling into a state of inner peace and serenity. She took a deep breath-

-and shrieked when she felt two sharp pokes in her ribs.

“AAAAAH!”

Her eyes shot open as her arms immediately went to hersides. She glared at Kokichi, who was already caught in a fit of mischievous giggles.

“Kokichi!”

“Neeheehee! You should’ve seen your face! You really shouldn’tlet your guard down so easily, Himiko-chan!”

“Why, you…!”

She lunged at him, but he was faster. He clamped both handsaround her ribs and dug in gently but infuriatingly.

“Gitchie gitchie goo!”

“AAAAH! Hahahahaaha! Stooooop!”

Himiko doubled over in laughter, trying desperately to pulloff his hands. They were much too fast for her, though, scrabbling up and downher sides and magically hitting every ticklish spot she had.

He let go after a while, but not without getting a few lastpokes in her belly. She squealed at the final touch, and fell to her knees indefeat.

“Neeheehee… Himiko-chan is sooooo gullible… thanks forplaying, but you lose!”

He turned around to walk away, failing to see Himiko raiseher hand against him.

“Rictusempra!”

Suddenly, Kokichi was hit by an unseen force that caused hisknees to buckle and involuntary giggles to pass through his mouth. His entirebody twitched violently, as if trying to shake off one hundred unwelcome hands.

“Eeeheeeheeehee! Whahahat is this?!”

Himiko smirked in satisfaction.

“Amateur.”

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I never knew how much I needed you. - a DRv3 multi-chapter tickle fic

Hi hello it’s me again with another AU fic, this time featuring TenMiko! This will be multi-chapter, and I’ll be posting the rest on my Ao3 ! For those of you who’ve read my recent Oumasai fic, this one’s in the same universe.

Content warnings: Night terrors, insomnia, PTSD, recreational drug use (cannabis)

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Himiko gaped blankly at the neon green numbers glowing on her alarm clock. 4:07 am. She blinked twice, then rubbed her red eyes. They burned like hell. They were already dry when she had crawled into bed seven hours ago; staring at the bright light in her pitch-black bedroom for god knows how long hadn’t helped.

She fumbled around in the darkness for her phone. She’d heard a ‘thump’ behind her bed frame about two hours ago. Figured it must have been that. She dug around, swearing under her breath after accidentally breaking off part of her longest nail. Damn it! It would take forever to grow back. Where the hell was her damn phone.

Finally, she reached it.

There was one unread message.

From Tenko, of course.

She swiped up.

 u up? lol

Himiko picked at her broken nail. She pressed four buttons, then hit send.

Yeah.

Mere seconds later, her phone buzzed.

figures. u never sleep. wanna come over? i have green 8-)

Jesus. Tenko was such a burnout. Himiko paused, contemplating her next words, then typed them out slowly before pressing send.

Be there in fifteen.

yay!!! can’t wait :-*

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As soon as Himiko knocked on the front door of Apartment 212, the door swung open and she was attacked by four lanky limbs that twisted around her body. She found herself backed up against the wall, by none other than Tenko. The taller girl nuzzled her face into Himiko’s neck, peppering kisses all over whatever exposed skin she had access to. Against her will, Himiko giggled like a schoolgirl.  

“God, you’re so fucking cute. Even when you’re sleep deprived.” Tenko said in between kisses.

“Geeheeheee…. G-get off me! You’re so fucking weird!”

“C’mon, Miko! Don’t be grumpyyyyyy.”

“Seheheriously, stop! Someone’s gonna see!”

Tenko released her hands and legs, pouting. “It’s 4:30 in the morning, no one’s even awake. But whatever.”

Himiko rubbed the spot on her neck that she had put her chapped lips on. It was slightly damp. Disgusted, she wiped the residue saliva on her jacket.

“Can’t you just say hi like a normal person…” she mumbled, walking solemnly inside.

“Nope! I’m completely abnormal!” Tenko gave her a cheesy smile and a pat on the butt, immune to Himiko’s eye rolls.

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 Stepping into Tenko’s apartment was like entering a new world. A filthy, unorganized world, littered with half empty beer bottles, brown carpet stains, smelly bongs with filthy water, Styrofoam containers, ash trays, and chip crumbs. It’s as if Tenko didn’t know vacuums existed, or any kind of cleaning product for that matter. Himiko almost busted her shit while taking off her boots, nearly tripping on the mound of discarded shoes near the front door.

“Ugh! This place is such a dump.”

“Sorry, m’lady. I’ll clean it up for you right away!”

“No wonder you always smell like used tampons.”

“Jeez, that’s so mean… you’re crankier than usual. Never got a text back from Ouma, I presume?”

“Alright, I’m already annoyed. I’m going home.”

“What?! W-wait!!”

Himiko didn’t take two steps before she was grabbed from behind and pulled backwards onto the couch. She let out a small yelp, a few grumbled protests, then suddenly burst into laughter as Tenko’s hands wiggled their way all over her waist and sides.

“AAAAAAHAHAHA SHIIIIT! TEHEHEHENKO! STOP!!”

“Gootchie gootchie goo! Say you’ll never leave me!”

“AAAHEEHEEHEE NOOOOOO! STOOOHOHOP!”

“Say it or else I’ll tickle you to death!”

“FFFINE! I’LL STAY JUST STOP PLEEHEEHEESE!”

Tenko released her breathless captive, who took a few moments to get herself back together. Himiko glared cruelly at her attacker.

“I told you to stop tickling me! I hate it!”

“But you sound so cute when you’re laughing, I can’t help it! Plus, it’s the only way to get you to do things…”

Himiko was about to snap, but one look at Tenko’s face and all her rebuttals melted away. Her friend’s face was red as a rose, with tears forming in the corners of her eyes. She was looking at some undistinguishable spot on the ground, avoiding eye contact. She seemed as if she was about to fall to pieces.

Himiko sighed defeatedly. It always came down to this.

“Nyeeeh… sorry, I’m just… overtired I guess. I haven’t slept well these past few nights.”

Tenko raised her eyes meekly. “How long’s it been?”

“Maybe two days… coming up on three. Wait, I slept for like an hour yesterday afternoon.”

Tenko’s aura changed almost completely, from that of a playful child to one of a concerned mother. She brushed Himiko’s bangs across her forehead and placed two hands on her cheeks, scanning her face diligently. She noticed the plum-purplish bags under her eyes, the array of broken blood vessels where the whites of her eyes should’ve been, the hollow irises that reeked of sorrow and loneliness.

“Awww, Miko... I’ve never seen you this bad before…”

“Gee, thanks.”

“What’s keeping you up?”

“Insomnia.”

“You know what I mean.”

“Nyeh… I don’t feel like talking about it right now…”

“Does it have anything to do with… you know… the thing?”

“No.”

“You should really talk to someone about that. I’m serious. Like, a therapist or something.”

“I don’t need a therapist, Tenko.”

“You can’t keep bottling it up like this… at least, you know you can talk to me about it, right?”

“Just forget it! Stop nagging me. God.”

Tenko pulled away as her face expressed utter desolation. She always had that look when she was rejected. Whatever, at least that meant she’d drop it. Himiko wasn’t in the right state of mind to go there now. She knew she’d break down just mentioning the terrors that appeared to her when she closed her eyes…

“Wait. I know what’ll help.”

Tenko suddenly sprang up, stepping her long legs over the couch and almost kicking Himiko’s face in the process. Her left foot knocked over something made of glass, which fell on the tile floor and made a loud crashing sound. A string of curses came out of her feminine mouth. Himiko thought the whole scene was quite ridiculous.

She soon returned with a pink Hello Kitty bong and a grinder.

“This’ll put you right to sleep.”

“Nyeeeeh…”

One hit, and it was all over.

It didn’t have the intended effect, but it wasn’t long before all inhibitions were lowered, and proverbial walls crashed down. The two young women spent the next couple hours wasting away the early hours of the morning. They listened to 70s psychedelic hits that their parents probably smoked weed to. They watched shitty reality TV show episodes and laughed uproariously at the predictable dialogue. They laid in each other’s laps, playing with each other’s hair until Tenko accidentally pulled some of Himiko’s and got yelled at. They gossiped like they were in high school again, mostly about the other survivors and whether or not they were dating each other, until Tenko realized Himiko wasn’t responding anymore and looked down to see her sound asleep on her lap.

Heart fluttering like a butterfly, she carefully leaned over and turned off the light.