Jul 18, 2023
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Poor baby Ellie, she is receiving some kind of therapy :(? protect the little bean
Yes! Bob has signed her up for therapy, and is currently trying to comfort her during her traumatic moments and emotional breakdowns.
Also I agree #proteccthebean
In the history of Tmnt series I’ve watched (used to watch the 2k3 series in my childhood btw) Raph has a long record of being my least favourite turtle because of his temper.
Then Rise happens and now I will never, ever, get enough of Raph being so friend-shaped and a natural cuddle turtle.
I mean-
He’s huge!
Everyone else is so tiny!
And look at THIS!
He can hug everyone so easily!
And don’t get me started on how wholesome he giving piggyback rides to his lil bros is!
I love this amazingly, wholesome dork with all my heart. ❤️
Obey Me! One Master to Rule Them All! Fanfic #4
A Different Way to Exercise (MC x Beelzebub) (Comedy-Fluff) (Tickle Fic) [Word Count: 1921]
By: @cynergy-laughter
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You had gotten finished with your assignments from RAD, and you were taking a break. You went around to try and find something to do. Maybe Asmo or Mammon would escort you around town? But then you heard a groan coming from Beel and Belphie’s room. You leered a bit and knocked on the door. It was a few seconds, but soon, Beel had opened the door and looked down at you, it was like he suddenly lit up.
“[MC]! How are you?” Beel smiled wide as he hugged you and pulled you into his room!
“Gah! Hehey Beel, I’m feeling secure in your embrace, how about you?” You asked, hugging him back.
“Careful [MC], he might eat you.” Belphie said from his bed, with headphones half-on-half-off his ears, giving a smile as he saw Beel cuddling you.
“That might be true… I was just doing a work out, and I’m feeling a bit hungry… you have any snacks?” Beel tilted his head… so cute.
“Uhh, yeah, what would you like? I have fruit snacks, chips, cookies, pocky, umm… snack cakes…” you list off.
“Yes.” Beel said, holding out both of his hands, to which you gave him everything you had from your long jacket with big pockets. I’m talking about gigantic pockets.
“Beel, if you eat those, you’re gonna have to do something about those calories.” Belphie warned as he continued relaxing on his bed.
“Belphie… working up a sweat made me hungry, and i won’t last until dinner…” Beel said as he opened all the fruit snack packs into his hand and popped them into his mouth.
“Well, just try to take the snack cakes out of the plastic before you eat them?” You asked, putting your hand on his arm.
“That happened one time, and we got it out.” Beel sighed as he carefully took the whole snack cake out of the plastic and put it into his mouth.
“Well, What are you gonna work out? You already did your arms, legs, and abs. And it’s too late to go for a run.” Belphie said.
Beel stopped the snack session and looked down at the handful of chips. “... You’re right… what else can I train?”
You thought about it, you had some thoughts, making working out Beel’s glutes, maybe push ups to work the core? Wait… this could be perfect… “I have a suggestion!” You say excitedly, earning the attention of Beel and Belphie, “How about we work on your endurance and reflexes?”
Beel raised his eyebrow and tilted his head. “Explain…”
“I suggest a tickle fight! A mixture of endurance training, wrestling, reflexes, and a bit of skill! And it helps out with stress as well!” You say, smiling, though Beel was looking at you like you had grown two new heads. Meanwhile, there was a bit of snickering from Belphie.
“MC, you can’t be serious! Out of all the brothers to ask to have a tickle fight with… you choose Beel? You don’t have a chance at winning at all, he’s probably the least sensitive out of all of us.” Belphie chuckled.
“It’s not about winning, it’s a bonding exercise, and on top of that, it’s a more playful version of wrestling.” You defended.
“Yeah, wrestling, which would be no contest against Beel! If anything, he’d be giving you a work out, AND a run for your tickle monster title.” Belphie smirked and shook his head a bit, reveling in being the one with sense right now.
You had to admit, Belphie was right, Beelzebub was the least sensitive of the brothers, in fact, you tried tickling him a couple of times, and he has only given you a soft giggle. Maybe this wouldn’t be such a good idea?
“Hmm… it does sound fun… but, Belphie’s right, I’d make you hang up your tickle monster title…” Beel said, “Hmm… MC… I have an idea about making this an even playing field…”
“...What?” Belphie double takes looking at Beel.
“W-What? What do you have in mind?” You ask, intrigued, to which Beel smiled and went over to his shelf and took a book of curses. “I sometimes use some of these curses to give myself a bit of challenge during some workouts. Look on page 325.”
You flipped through the book and it seemed your face lit up. “A Sensitivity Curse… oh my gosh, I didn’t know there was such a thing!” You said excitedly.
“I never had a chance or reason to try this curse out in my workout, but, maybe I can use this to adopt new training options.” Beel said with a smile. “Plus, it’ll give me a chance to get closer to you, after all, according to someone special to me, it’s a bonding exercise too.” You blushed at that.
“Beel, how long have you had that… did you take that from our library?” Belphie raised an eyebrow concerned.
“Nah, I bought one for myself, Levi helped me find it online.” Beel said. “He apparently said it was the latest edition, so no doubt, Satan would want to borrow it if he found out.”
“Okay… let’s see if I can get this right, stand facing your target, and focus you gaze on his or her body… and say this spell…” you said as you silently read it, “Okay… Beel, are you ready?”
“Do it.” Beel planted his feet flat on the ground in a half-squatting stance.
“As a brush of the breeze shall make you giggle, and the sight of feather make thee squirm and wiggle, each poke and prod will grow your laughter, and shall be dispelled a night thereafter~.” You said as you used one hand to cast the curse on Beel, making him shiver everywhere as the magic swirled around him. As the lights calmed, Beel stood where he stood, and he straightened himself up a bit.
“How do you feel?” You asked, setting the book down.
“I mean… I don’t feel any different…” Beel looked around at himself and then looked back at you.
“Hmm… lift up your arms, I wanna try something.” You said, and then you used one finger on each side to poke Beel’s sides. Beel squeaked and took a few steps back, holding his sides. You and Belphie both widened your eyes at his reaction. “Hehe, well, it looks like the curse works~.”
“So that’s what it’s like to be ticklish like Belphie…” Beel said, blushing.
Belphie blushed after Beel said that. “I am not ticklish! It just surprises me…”
You smile and go over to Belphie. “Oh does it now?” You said playfully.
“Stay over there, [MC], I will get you so much worse.” Belphie rose from his lying position slightly, getting ready to run.
“He’s right, you have a match with me.” Beel said, slipping his shoes off.
“Hehe, that’s right, I guess you’re safe for now~.” You wink at the blushing Belphie before heading over to Beel and getting into a wrestling stance. “Oh! We need to establish a safe word, in case it gets too much for us, I know that it can sometimes get overwhelming.
Beel blinked and thought about it. “Oh… hmm… How about Chicken?”
You giggle a bit. “Sure, that works, and every time we say it, we take a break before continuing. Unless you mean to stop altogether.”
Beel got into his wrestling stance. “Sounds good to me. Now, let’s go.” He began circling the plush carpet around his room along with you on the opposite side of the room. You both were studying each other’s movements, you knew Beel wouldn’t move until you made one, especially since he’s pretty much as ticklish as you are at this moment.
You move in to try and flutter a bit on his side, to which Beel’s left hand grabbed your wrist and tried to tickle your side! You got hit with the tickles, but you also had your other arm, so you shot your other hand up into Beel’s left armpit, and wiggle your fingers.
“A-Aaaahaha! Hehey! Gehet outta thehehere!” Beel tried to pull away from the pit tickling, to which you followed his moving.
“Hehehehe! I will nohohot! In fact, I think I’ll go a bit further down~!” You teased as you moved your fingers further down and back up Beel’s arm, to which Beel started laughing a bit more , especially on his forearm and toward the inside of his elbow!
Belphie was intrigued at his brother’s significant octave jump. “Hehe, MC, I think you found a weak spot.”
“Noohohoho!” Beel let go of your wrist and pulled his arm away, but you moved in to tackle Beel onto the ground and try to wrestle him into a pin. But it seemed that wrestling Beel would be a bit of a struggle, it seemed you had to be crafty. Beel was trying to reach for your armpits now, but you grabbed his hands and began to essentially arm wrestle with intense playful eye contact.
“Come on MC. Take him down.” Belphie smiles as he watched your wrestling match from the comfort and height of his bed.
You chuckle as you kept on trying to move your arms to get toward a swift open attack. You suddenly let go of Beel’s hands and you began squeezing his sides, which made Beel’s waist wiggle back and forth, trying to avoid the squeezes!
“Nah! Nahahaha! Stahap! Stahahap!” Beel laughed, almost doubling over as his waist shook side to side, he tried to tickle your armpits, but this new sensitivity proved to be a bit much to handle.
“Hahaha! You’re making Beel dance!” Belphie chuckled a bit, teasing Beel and making him blush.
“Hehe, you are really cute when you blush.” You say as you went and tickled his abdomen. Beel squealed and rolled away laughing, holding his stomach, both you and Belphie were shocked at this reaction.
“Chihihicken! Chickehehehen!” Beel was a blushing, semi-sweating mess by the time he finished rolling away and began panting on the floor.
You smile as you crawled over to Beel, and sat next to him, on your legs. “Sorry, was that a good spot I got you?
“Just a combination of the teasing, and the belly… it was a bit much… but I kinda liked it… it wasn’t as torturous as I thought it was gonna be…” Beel panted, and looked up at you.
“Well, now we both know that you like short tickly bursts rather than longer periods of tickling” You scooted closed to Beel, lifted his head up, and placed it in your lap, and began to pet his head.
“Mmmm… that feels nice…” Beel said, closing his eyes and sheepishly smiling.
“Hey, I thought you were just taking a break, that seems like more than just a break.” Belphie crossed his arms, raising a brow.
You look at Belphie and smile at Beel. “What say you? Hehe, you wanna continue?” You ask, winking at Beel.
Beel heard what Belphie said, and then saw you winking at him, and he realized what you meant. “Heh, yeah, let’s do it.”
Beel rubbed your face tenderly before getting up and you both began stretching a bit.
“Belphie, if you could say one, two, go, please?” You say, with getting into stance.
“Alright, if we’re all ready.” Belphie rubbed his hands together. Oh they were ready. “One… Two… NOOOOO!”
You and Beel didn’t even wait for Go, as you both turned towards Belphie and jumped at him, on his bed, with Belphie’s wide-eyed-being yelling in surprise.
Protect these dorks pt. 1
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Izumi Miyamura (´,,•ω•,,)♡
From Hori-San to Miyamura-kun (Horimiya)
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king steve harrington? More like pretty boy steve harrington.