hey ducky ducky!!!!! hope youre have a good pre-valentine's day!!!!! I'd like the order 2 delicious boxes of choco plz <3 <3
1. Rhinestones!! with square white and milk chocolate and omg I love the liqueur prompt so much
2. Sequins and how about square milk chocolate (add a little white choco drizzle if you'd like!) with vanilla creme
also a little a bit of chef's recommendation; use whichever characters you see fit <3
have fun!!!!!!!!!
Hi!!!
Omg it’s the love of my life live in action??? Skribblz in my inbox??? Omg
“Rare”pair time OMg I’m so excited
CW BELOW THE CUT: This do have some tickles in it ngl
The Nishiura baseball team was one of hard work and dedication, so it was rare that they recieved a day for leisure. But one incredible day brought heavy rain and thunder, so practice was cancelled for the day. The boys all began to chat up a storm about what they could do to hang out as a team.
“We could paint some pottery!” Izumi chimed, “I know a really cool place nearby.”
“That sounds fun!” Sakaeguchi replied with sparkling eyes. “Is it in the shopping center?”
“Yeah!”
Mihashi’s eyes widened as well as his smile. “We could see a movie too!”
When all eyes turned to look at him, he yelped and hid behind Abe, peeking at his teammates from over his partner’s shoulder.
“I for one think a movie would be a fun addition.” The catcher said, looking to his left to give his partner an affirmative smile.
And so, the baseball team hoisted their umbrellas up and waited by the bus stop. As the rain fell softly, Izumi hummed a quiet song that had been in his head. The boys listened to the serene sound of the rain, and their midfielder’s beautiful voice. The peace was interrupted, however, when the bus came.
The boys took their seats, excited to spend their day of free time with each other. When the bus arrived at the shopping center, the team piled into the small pottery shop and started their crafts. Abe and Mihashi painted matching baseballs, Tajima and Hanai painted a dragon, Mizutani and Sakaeguchi opted for turtles, Oki, Suyama and Nishihiro each found the same item to be appealing, so they worked on it together.
When the painting was finished, the boys said their goodbyes to the store owner, and rushed to the theatre. They hadn’t a plan in mind for what movie they would see, but they would figure that out when they got there.
Agreeing upon some new animated movie about talking dogs, they bought their tickets and concessions and settled down in their seats. Sandwiched between Abe and Tajima, Mihashi hadn’t stopped smiling since the team reached the bus stop. When Abe asked him why, he always replied: “Because this team makes me happy.”
As happy as he was, it couldn’t stop the looming threat of lethargy that came with the sweet sound of pattering rain. The pitcher felt his eyes growing heavy as soon as the lights turned off.
“Hey, Mihashi.” Abe said, tapping his partner’s shoulder, “You spent 1,600 yen on a ticket. Don’t let it go to waste by falling asleep.”
Unfortunately, the blonde just couldn’t keep his eyes open. He fell sideways onto Tajima’s shoulder. “You’re comfy…” he slurred as he fought to stay awake.
“Wh- Mihashi.” Tajima said as he lifted the arm rest, and his own arm, allowing the boy to fall down onto his chest. “There, that’ll at least be better.”
“Tajima.” Abe hissed, “don’t encourage him to fall asleep!”
“Well I don’t want him to be uncomfortable!” The cleanup hitter whisper-yelled in reply. He was at a loss, what could he do to wake the poor guy up?
“Oye…” Abe said in a gentle voice, “Wake up, Mihashi.” He accompanied his demand with a tiny pinch to his pitcher’s side.
“Abe nooo. Don’t tickle me, i’m so tired.” The blonde replied in a whiny voice, arm coming up to bat his partner’s hand away.
Bingo.
“Abe’s right, Mihashi.” Tajima whispered in the boy’s ear, a hand sneaking down to squeeze his hip. “You have to wake up.”
“Mmmmh! Tajima no!”
The cleanup hitter smiled as his heart swelled at just how precious his teammate was. He snaked a hand under the boy’s shirt and squeezed his bare side rhythmically.
“Tahahajimahaha. Noooohohoho.” Mihashi whined as he hid his face in his “pillow”’s chest.
“If you want this to stop, you have to wake up.”
“Nohohoho. Ihihihim tihihirehehed.”
“Then you better not laugh too loud, because we’ve got a long movie ahead of us.” With that, he switched to pinching around the tired boy’s belly button.
“NGH- Tahahahjimahaha. Ihihihit tihihihicklehehes.” The blonde boy whined, loopy giggles pouring from his lips. “Lehehehemme sleheheheep.”
“Mihashi, you need to watch the movie. You paid plenty of yen for the ticket dude.” Tajima said, eyes fixated on the screen. “I’m not letting you fall asleep on my watch. I don’t care if I have to tickle you the entire time, you’re not falling asleep.”
“Plehehehease!”
“No! You can sleep on the bus ride home.” The cleanup hitter moved his hands up to wiggle his fingers near the boys underarms.
It was as if a huge bomb was dropped on the poor kid. His eyes widened and he yelped loudly, causing Tajima to slap a hand over his mouth and shush him.
“Oh no! Is poor Mihashi too tickwish on his little ribbies? Whatever will he dooo?” The brunette teased, hands getting agonizingly close to the pitcher’s underarms.
“HNGH- Tahahajimahaha! Dohohohont teheheasehehee mehehehe!” Mihashi whined as he wriggled about to escape the threatening fingers.
“I’ll make you a deal, I won’t tickle you under your arms if you promise to stay awake. Deal?”
When Mihashi didn’t reply right away, Tajima snaked his hand up to flutter his fingers in the boys underarm gently.
Smiling fondly, Tajima moved his hand down to his pitcher’s stomach and rubbed it gently. “Now watch the movie.”
After the movie was finished, the boys loaded up into the bus excitedly. Tajima and Mihashi were seated next to each other. The blonde boy looked sheepish, as if he had something to ask.
“Well spit it out!” The cleanup hitter barked, noticing the other’s uneasiness.
“Ah! Um… well… when we- um.” Mihashi closed his eyes as embarrassment radiated in a beautiful crimson color on his cheeks, “d-during the movie when you um…”
“Do you want me to tickle you again?”
“N-no! Just… wh-when you were done um… y-you put your hand on… on my-“
Tajima smiled, opening his arm and letting the boy cuddle up to his chest. He once again snaked his hand under Mihashi’s shirt and gently rubbed his stomach. “Rest, Mihashi. You’ve done well.”
Silently thankful that Tajima could deduce his stuttering, Mihashi fell asleep almost instantly, feeling more safe and loved than ever.
Ahhh! The platonic Candy Heart event is so SMART OF YOU!! Since you’re like the only other person I know of who writes for Big Windup would you be willing to do a platonic Mihashi/Abe with the 💛 heart? I need those boys so much right now 💖 No worries if not though! It’s a great idea either way and I hope you have fun with it! 😊
Omg thank you so much for the Big Windup prompt! I'm always so excited whenever I get them! I really enjoyed writing this prompt and I hope you like it! I haven't gotten a lot of practice writing for these characters yet so I hope I did well with the characterization. I tried my best though.^^`
Days of Courage
Switches: Abe and Mihashi
"What's got you so cheerful today?"
Mihashi let out a small squeak of confusion as he turned to look at his teammate, who stood watching him from the entrance to the dugout. Abe frowned a little.
"Don't look so startled man, I just noticed you seemed extra happy this morning and I was just wondering if something good happened, that's all."
Mihashi relaxed a little at the explanation. He paused a little as he tried to think of answer, but eventually he just settled on shrugging with a small blush spreading across his cheeks.
"I-I don't know actually. Today just feels like a good day I guess. The weather's not to hot or to cold, and… I actually slept pretty good last night too! I just feel h-happy, I guess."
Abe nodded at that, a small smile of his own crossing his features as he turned to look out across the field, which was still covered in a thin layer of morning dew.
"Ah. That makes sense."
"It… It does?"
"Yeah. Atleast I think so, and I'm glad that you're feeling happy today. It's already putting me in a good mood as well, so I'm sure it'll rub off on everyone else when they get here too."
The usually anxious pitcher grinned fully at that, forcing Abe to grin as well.
"Alright, enough with the sappy stuff then. Wanna go toss the ball for a while until the other's show up?"
"Oh! Sure!"
The sun was warm on their faces as the two friends made their way out to the field, and they spent the next ten minutes or so just playing a relaxed game of catch. At one point, Abe had to go chase after the ball after he missed a throw, shouting a brief, "My bad!" As he went after it.
That's when Mihashi got an idea.
Feeling a rare, tiny spark of courage and mischief, Mihashi quietly snuck up behind the catcher, similarly to how Tajima had done to him and his teammates many times before.
Abe didn't seem to notice him as he leaned down to pick up the ball, and Mihashi had to fight down the urge to giggle.
"Sorry about that Mihashi, that one was on m- eeEEEE?!!!"
Abe shot up ramrod straight when he felt someone taser his sides. He spun around, half expecting Tajima to be there, only to be completely stunned when Mihashi was standing there instead.
Said pitcher was clearly trying his hardest to play innocent like Tajima would do, but his flushed cheeks, fidgety hands, and wobbly smile were a dead giveaway.
Still though, Abe was pleasantly surprised to see his usually anxious teammate feeling courageous enough to be playful like this, so he decided to play along.
"Mihashi? Was that you just now?" He asked, frowning in mock confusion. Mihashi, clearly falling for the ruse, shook his head enthusiastically, eyes practically sparkling at the idea that he was actually being sneaky.
"Really? Huh. I could have sworn someone grabbed my sides just now…" Abe rubbed the back of his head thoughtfully before turning around again, "Oh well, must have been the wind."
Still feigning ignorance, Abe leaned down once more to pick up the ball, but just as Mihashi reached forward to squeeze his sides a second time, he spun around and grabbed his wrists before he could.
Mihashi let out a surprised squawk before tumbling backwards into the grass, having not expected for the catcher to turn around so quickly.
"Not you huh Mihashi?" Abe said as he squatted down in front of the fallen pitcher, smirking in amusement when the pitcher giggled nervously.
Crawling forward to sit next to his teammate, he reached a hand out to pinch at one of Mihashi's own sides.
"EEHEEP!! Hehe!! Abe!"
"What? That wasn't me Mihashi. I told you already it must be the wind. Just like this. And this. Oh, and this."
Mihashi jolted suddenly at the sporadic poking all over his ribcage before immediately breaking into a happy fit of giggles when the catcher switched to scribbling at his tummy.
"Ahahahaha!!! Ahahahabe!!"
"Yes Mihashi?"
"It tihihihihihickles!"
"Oh, does it? I hadn't noti- HEY!"
Abe yelped when Mihashi somehow managed to reach a hand out to squeeze his side again, except this time, he didn't pull away. Instead, he seemed to be gathering all his newfound bravery in order to retaliate against his catcher.
Actually, now that he thought about it, when taking Mihashi's nature into consideration, the entire ordeal was probably more as a way of reciprocating something he associated with fun and affection than out of revenge.
That thought alone was the reason that Abe resisted the urge to try and tug his hand away out of instinct, and instead let himself break into giggles as well.
After a few more minutes, the two friends both seemed to read each other's minds and stopped almost at the exact same time.
Abe flopped down next to where Mihashi already layed, and a comfortable silence settled over them as they watched the end of the morning sunrise.
Mihashi wouldn't always feel confident, Abe knew, and some days were sure to be worse than others, but moments like this made the struggle all the more worth it.
