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this fic was perfectly crafted towards its target audience. it's me i'm the target audience.

THIS WAS SO GOOOOD HOLY SHIT squiggily the way you write their dynamic was *chefs kiss*, mira would actually give romance feedback on how not to come off as a creep - it's mans first time on earth in 300 years he'll get there 💀😭

also YES shrieky hysterical cackles for romance are PERFECT ong!!

KPOP DEMON HUNTERS OMG AAARGH

ahem. hello :) how are you :) i hope you're having a wonderful day and it's not too hot where you are (i'm actively melting at work rn) and if you wanna could you maybe write a little mira-romance-tickle fight where they're "practicing" keeping up the human disguise in public situations under any circumstances and it escalates from there pretty please?

(i thought they were a funny duo and i looove mira but also i understand if it's a no because romance has like. zero personality lol i just like his hair tbh haha)

ERHJEJKREJKFRJK REY!!! :D I KNOW ITS SO GOOD KJEKRKEKRJEJKR

*clears throat* right, right- I'm great! :D I'm thriving today- been getting used to my new job and all that fun stuff! :D Oh friend, I'm #dying in this heat- winter can't get here fast enough!

AHHH! :D This is perfect! I've gotcha covered, friend! (Honestly same- I freaking ADORE Mira she is my queen, and while Romance doesn't have TOO much to go off that just gives me free wiggle room to write him however I want >:D)

CW: Mild violence (it's a demon/huntress ship, gotta expect a little bit), swearing

Ugh.

Kinda mean, but this was a demon. There were much worse sounds she’d associate with Saja’s Romance.

Right now the “heartthrob” of their rival group was sitting way too close, scrolling through his phone while occasionally cutting his eyes at her, a stupid dopey expression on his face that made her want to gag. When he caught her gaze he lingered, letting a slow, playful smile spill across his lips. “Hey.”

“Gross.” She rolled her eyes, and he snickered, returning to his phone. They were backstage of a famous variety show, the spot only secured after they agreed to co-star with the Saja boys. Zoey was on stage at the moment, standing between…god, what were their names? She couldn’t remember any of them beyond Jinu and-

“Heh, look. The fan’s want us married.” Romance stuck his phone in her face, showing some fan edit thrown together from their signing fiasco. Just like now, he was invading her space, and just like now, she looked ready to break his neck. “We should take a photo together. Feed the fans.”

“I’d rather choke on my tongue.” She growled, elbowing him. He didn’t even react, nor did he move away. “Heard of personal space? There’s no one here to show off for.”

“I know. I just find you…intoxicating.” He leaned forward again-

“Back off, simp!” She thumped his forehead, sending him flailing backwards. Surely she hadn’t hit him that hard? Then she remembered he wasn't human and her sympathies faded. “What’s with you? Are all you demons this clingy?”

“Isn’t that what humans do?” He answered her question with one of his own, the mark from her powerful flick already gone. “I am Romance. This is what romance is, yeah?”

“For someone who feels the same, maybe. I don’t. I never will.” She added for extra emphasis, glaring daggers at him. “You’re way too invasive. It comes off more like an obsessed freak than a genuine crush.”

Why was she helping him? Maybe her pity for flicking him was stronger than she thought. The demonic idol looked thoughtful, folding his arms against the couch. “Hmm..I’ll have to keep that in mind. Hey, what’s a simp?”

A squeal made them both look up, staring at the screen showing the main stage. Mira’s hands were twitching for her weapon until she saw it.

“Aww! Isn’t that sweet? Huntrix’s Zoey is ticklish!” The host energetically announced to the crowd, earning a series of laughs and affectionate applause from the fans. Zoey herself didn’t seem too embarrassed, laughing along with them while the Saja members with her watched on. Mira swore she saw Bangs’ smiling at her when she wasn’t looking.

“Are we all gonna do that?” Romance’s question made her look back, finding him sitting by with a curious head tilt. “The whole tickling thing?”

“Probably. This seems to be a common thing for these kinds of shows.” Once again the TV pulled their attention. As if to back up her answer, a replay of Zoey grabbing Bangs from behind and tickling him was shown. He had all but jumped out of his skin with a loud laugh, earning even more praise from the fans. Even the barefaced demon looked amused. “Looks like it’s for some sort of game.”

“Ah…” Was that hesitation in his voice? Mira never thought she'd hear it. Her eyes narrowed as she looked at him, watching his expression become one of nerves. “I guess we’re all doing it then.”

“Yeah, but it’s just tickling. It won’t kill you.” She wished it would. Stupid as it was, anything to take out their kind was worth it in her book. Still, he looked so nervous out of nowhere. She had to ask. “What, you don’t like being tickled?”

“I..don’t know.” He confessed, making her brows raise. “I’ve never been tickled.”

“...Huh?”

“Yeah, I’m usually the one doing the tickling. You saw Mystery just now, he’s got some great reactions. Him and Jinu, but me..” He met her jaw slacked gaze, and suddenly he got that stupid look in his face again. “Oh! You can help me!”

“Huuuuh?”

“Your jaw slack face is rather cute. I could help you close it.” He was suddenly right there, barely a centimeter between them as his fingers took her chin, closing her mouth with a gentle touch. “Perfect.”

She had his wrist twisted and him to the floor in seconds. “Now it’s perfect.”

“Ouch, you’re hurting me.” He didn’t sound the slightest bit in pain, face to the floor and body trapped by her hold. He peeked up at her through his vibrant locks, smiling cheekily. “So? Gonna tickle me now?”

“I never agreed to do that.”

“You want to though.”

“I don’t.”

“Do to.”

“I-” Oh she was going to kill him. Pissed off, she dropped to the ground so she was kneeling beside his vulnerable state, her free hand hovering over his side. Was she really going to do this? Part of her knew she should just walk away, and yet..

“I won’t bite. Unless you want me to.” Romance waggled his brows, the gesture so utterly stupid she decided she should give into his request. If anything, just to erase the mental image of him doing that.

“Oo, finally gonna do it, are you? I knew you couldn’t resist. I’m too temp-EHEHEHE!” A loud startled cackle ripped from his throat, her fingers just barely touching down on his ribs. Mira once again found herself sitting there with raised brows. Romance himself seemed just as shocked, eyes wide as he stared from her hand to her face.

There was a tense silence, then..

“Wahahahit, wait wait waha-AHAHHAIT!” The demon screeched when her fingers touched down once more, this time intentional. “HUHUHUHUTRESS NOHOHOHOO!”

“You told me to tickle you. How are you reacting this hard when I barely touched you?” She mused, ignoring the nickname thrown her way. She tried a few things, methods she knew had the girls screaming for mercy whenever they dared challenge her to a tickle war. Light prods, quick skitters, intentional digs- she walked her hand all across his torso in search of reactive spots.

She was far from disappointed. It seemed Romance’s entire torso was a hot spot.

“EHEHHAHAHAHA! GAHAHHHAAHHAHA! NEHEHEHE! NEEHHEOHOOHOHOHO!” The demon thrashed and flailed beneath her, his laughter a series of screechy notes and stupid noises. His hair acted as a natural blindfold, preventing him from seeing her next move. His feet kicked like a dog getting a good scratch, flailing even harder when she ran her manicured nails along the outskirts of his exposed belly. “STAHHAAP I CANNAAH’T! I’M GONAHAHANA DIE!”

“You’re a demon. How are you going to die?” She tsked, and yet her hand retracted immediately. A physical instinct- she always did so the second the girls said “stop”.

Unfortunately for her, that applied to her other hand too.

Romance moved fast. In a matter of seconds, Mira found herself pinned to the ground with the giggly demon above her, nose to nose as he slowly composed himself. “Gohohot you now!” With that as his only warning, his icy hands grabbed her sides, poking and kneading quickly.

And Mira..didn’t react. She had to admit, the technique was solid. She could see it working on Rumi or Zoey. Romance’s devious grin slowly faded as he realized she wasn’t laughing, his hands slowing to a stop. “You're not…?”

Instead of answering, she grabbed his ribs again, making him squeal like a child and flail off of her, curling up. Her lips pulled into a smirk before she could stop herself, amused despite knowing better. “You’re gonna die out there.”

“Shush! I’m not-well, okay maybe.” He pouted, the look somehow still coming out like a smolder. “I know what to expect now. I can control my reactions.”

“Given what just happened, I highly doubt it.” Against her better judgement, she reached out and poked his side.

Instead of a screech of laughter, Romance merely huffed out a chuckle. He caught her hand, interlacing their fingers and bringing it to his lips.

“Thanks for the help, by the way.” Be spoke against her skin, his frozen lips brushing against her knuckles. His sharp teeth grazed her skin, sending shivers all over.

Naturally, her first response was to sucker punch him in the nose. So she did.

“You sure love hitting on me, don’t you?” He laughed despite it all, smoothing out his previously crooked nose with a laugh. “It’s hot. I like it.”

“Fuck off.” She got up, smoothing out her clothes. As she turned to leave, it escaped. “Don’t change your laugh.”

“...Huh?” Romance sounded bewildered. She felt rather unprepared herself.

“The fans want to hear us being genuine. That huff thing- it’s fine, but it’s not real.” With that, she kept walking, nodding at the stagehand gesturing for them to be ready as she headed out. In a matter of seconds, Romance had caught up with her.

“I’ll keep that in mind.” He whispered low in her ear, making her skin prickle pleasantly. “Though I think I’ll stick my new laugh. I only want you to know about my real one.”

He was gone before she could come to a stop, letting it all sink in. She barely registered Zoey approaching, her warm hands finding Mira’s. “You good? You look..”

“Demon’s are shit.” She replied flatly, making her friend laugh. “Give them hell for me, will ya?”

On stage, Romance’s laugh was light and airy, the kind most would expect from him when tickled. Only Mira seemed to know the truth.

She hated how good that felt.

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#i loved this so much too squiggily you're so cool we're so lucky you're giving us this quality content for free #also LET'S GO NEW JOB i hope you're having fun!!#kpdh #rey's moots #squiggily 💙

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myreygn · 12 days ago

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STOP I LOVED THIS SO MUCH 😭😭💗💗

gagamaru's random lore drop?? uhm yes?? and aryu getting concerned about bugs instead of the fact that gagamaru was literally homeless my guy read the room 💀

AND NIKO THE BABY SQUIGGILY ADKSBXJXK *bites into the table* 😭😭 the way you wrote his fear was sooo good, the clammy skin, the cold hands, the way he has to flee out of the room i'm sobbing lemme hug him- and the tickles were so cute, "embrace the silly" is such a bachira take and i loved everything about this, thank you sm for writing this!! 🫂💗💗

ohh requests 👀

expanding on the blue lock screaming, may i ask for bachira hosting a charlie and the chocolate factory movie night with however many people you feel like adding and niko being unable to hide that even after ten years willy wonka still terrifies him plus comfort tickles pretty please with cherry on top? 🥺🥺👉👈

as always no issue at all if you don't feel like writing this, have a wonderful day or night my love ♡♡

{Requests are CLOSED! This is an oldie <3}

REY! :D Oh my heart- Niko and Bachira- the dynamic duo I'm falling head over heels for!! They make me so soft, and this is just *chef's kiss*! I've gotcha covered, friend! :D

CW: Self-deprecation, Willy Wonka (2005 vers.)

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@cupcake-spice13 @chibisstuff @imjusthere07 @riisada @ticklish-n-stuff

“Movie night, movie night MOVIE NIGHT!!!” Bachira cheered and danced around, hyping up the small group of friends he gathered. They were in the recording room gathered around one of the screens- Bachira had somehow convinced Ego to let them use it for a movie night.

Now he stood before his squad; Isagi, Chigiri, Niko, Gagamaru, and Aryu, holding up variations of Charlie and The Chocolate Factory. “So! Which one should we watch, guys? I’ve got the original 1971 film, this one from 2005, and…oh, this isn’t even Charlie.” He tossed aside the third film, the cover of a man in an obnoxiously green outfit with pointy ears. “So which one?”

“Are either of them in japanese? It’ll be hard to watch it without knowing what’s being said.” Chigiri pointed out while everyone got comfortable. Everyone except Niko- who currently sat rather stiffly. It wasn’t something he shared openly, but…those movies terrified him. So much so just hearing the name brought back a series of unpleasant memories from his childhood.

When he was small, his aunt- a kind woman from overseas- showed it to him while babysitting. In fairness to her, she didn’t think it’d scare him so bad, but that dreaded tunnel scene came on and that was that. He couldn’t sleep for weeks- every time he closed his eyes it was all he saw. Flashing lights, terrifying noises. Anytime they passed through a tunnel during a drive he’d duck his head and shut his eyes until his mother told him they passed.

Ten years later, the movie still gave him chills. At least he can go into tunnels without ducking now.

“It’s got subtitles! Let’s take a vote- 1971? 2005?” Majority ruled for the latter, and Bachira began setting it up. Niko mentally prepared himself, ducking his shaky hands beneath his legs. He could get through this. He devoured horror games, for pete’s sake! This little movie wouldn’t scare him anymore!

The opening credits rolled and immediately his heart rate accelerated. Oh boy.

~~~

“Why are they all in bed like sardines? I hope they washed their feet first.” Isagi mused as the movie carried on, showing Charlie's homelife and both sets of grandparents. “Foot smell is terrible!”

“Says the man with the worst foot odor.” Chigiri teased, laughing when Isagi smacked him.

“My family once slept like that. Our home got wrecked after a storm, so we all stayed in a small shed for months.” Gagamaru casually dropped lore, earning a few wide eyed looks. “I was too big after a while, so I slept outside. It wasn’t so bad- it was cooler out there”

“Didn’t you get eaten up by bugs?” Aryu winced at the thought, their chatter starting to sound dull in Niko’s ears. He couldn’t even look up at the screen now- Charlie had just got the golden ticket. His archnemesis was approaching soon. He tugged at his white-knuckled fingers as the man himself walked out on screen talking about the earth saying hello or whatever. Even his voice gave him goosebumps.

Something nudged him, making him flinch. He peeked through his bangs, finding Bachira beside him. His attention was on the movie, but his eyes would occasionally slide over to him, an unspoken question. Are you okay?

He gave a curt nod, hoping it convinced him. He made himself look up at the screen again, wincing at the factory sights and sounds. It was so grey and hospital-like. How did none of the parents in this movie catch the red flags?

“Do they sing the ‘come’ song in this one?” Gagamaru asked, making the boys erupt in immature laughter. “What? What’d I say?”

Niko felt a bit at ease from it, but once the fields of candy came out, his anxiety spiked. His skin suddenly felt so tight, like the tube sucking up the chocolate boy on the screen. Even that made him feel so claustrophobic- the idea of drowning in fudge. His chest was starting to hurt- he subtly tugged at his sweatshirt collar while the little orange men danced about on screen. When the boy was free- it helped, but his skin still felt so clammy.

The boat from his nightmares rolled up. He had to leave.

Mumbling something about going to the bathroom, he all but ran from the room. Ah, fresh air. He breathed in the AC’d hallway as he leaned against the nearest wall, taking slow, deep breaths. His heart was racing- he put a hand against his chest to calm himself as he closed his eyes.

“Niko? You okay?” Bachira’s voice was low and gentle, as if he were soothing a frightened animal. Had he followed him out? Or was he out here long enough for someone to worry he fell into the toilet? “You’re shaking.”

“What? No, I’m-” He turned to face him, and all his earlier anxiety melted away into mortification. He was shaking- he didn’t need to look down to feel his hands trembling. His face warmed up with horror as he realized how he looked. Scared of a silly kids movie at his grown age- how sad was that? “Sorry.”

“No, I’m sorry. I hadn’t realized the movie scared you.” Bachira sounded so guilty it made Niko want to rip his hair out.

“You didn’t know. Besides- it’s not fair to cancel movie night on everyone because I’m a little baby about it. I can manage it on my own.” His voice came out harder than he meant to. Niko winced some, ducking his head from Bachira’s wide eyed stare. “I’m sorry- I’m just really on edge right now.”

Instead of talking, Bachira nodded his head towards the wall. Without another word, they sat side by side against it, Niko taking slow breaths while Bachira leaned on his knees. A hand bumped into his, and Niko let the dribbler take it. He hadn’t realized how cold they were. “You're not a baby for being scared of a movie. We all have things that scare us.”

“It’s a kid’s movie.”

“So is Spirited Away, and I couldn’t sleep for days after seeing it the first time.” Bachira countered, and Niko looked up surprised. “The ghost thing creeped me out growing up. To this day it still gives me the heebie jeebies.”

“Yeah, that thing was kinda weird. But cute in his own right.”

“And the pigs! Don’t even get me started on those!” Bachira turned to him fully now, eyes wide with nostalgia. “The food was a trap! Both for the parents and the viewer- it tempts you to keep looking and then boom-jumpscare!” He did little jazz hands, making Niko smile. “Clearly you don’t think they’re scary.”

“I can get why though-” There it was. The realization that left him feeling rather foolish. He wanted to run away from the knowing look in the older boy’s gaze. “I get what you’re saying, but I still feel silly.”

“Embrace it!” Bachira reached out, both hands grabbing his sides and tickling. “Be silly! That’s the charm of movie nights! There’s no rules!”

“Eheheheh! B-Bahahachira, cohohohme on!” Niko squeaked, curling up at the feathery touch. He weakly pawed at his hands, trying to fold his legs tighter to protect himself. “Thehehe ohohother’s wiihihll heheahhar!”

“Not likely- the movie is rather loud. If you're that worried about it, just stay quiet.” Easier said than done! Niko squirmed against the wall, sinking further into the ground below as he giggled. Bachira was like a magnet, locking in on all the sensitive spots along his torso, but never quite aggressive enough to make him react over a soft titter. “There you go- you’re doing just fine! They’ll think there’s a giggly ghost here.”

“Oohohoh, hahahahahaa! They ahahhaready dohohoho!” He snorted when Bachira wiggled his hands into his armpits, nearly flailing through the wall. “Nohohoho, dohohohn’t! Nohohot thehehehre!”

“Did you snort?” He moved his hands as asked, dropping them to his belly and earning yet another adorable sound. “Oh my- keep doing that!”

“Nahahha! Ahehahahaha, nahahahaha!” More snorts and giggles came out of him, leaving him breathless and lightheaded. Eventually, Bachira stopped, letting Niko catch his breath while he rubbed gentle circles into his crossed arms. “Thahaht was tehheherrible!”

“Did you really not like it?” That knowing grin was back, and Niko huffed as he lightly shoved the dribbler. He let him pull him up though, once again sitting back against the wall with Bachira on his side. “Do you feel better?”

“..I do. Thanks for checking in on me, Bachira.” He mumbled the last bit, suddenly feeling shy. “Sorry you missed the movie, though. I know you were looking forward to it.”

“Blah.” Bachira waved him off kindly, sticking his tongue out. “I’ve seen it before- it always puts me to sleep. I’d rather make sure you’re okay.” He reached out, squeezing his shoulder. “Next movie night is your choice- or we can pick it together. Whichever one you want to do.”

~~~

When they got back inside, Isagi was yawning like a cat. Chigiri had fallen asleep, slumped against Aryu who had also passed out. Gagamaru seemed to be the only one awake, leaning in his hand with a happy hum as the little orange men performed their last song. At least they were at a part of the movie Niko could sit through.

When he got comfortable, the tallest member reached back and squeezed his calf with a kind expression. Niko smiled back at him, laying his hand on top of his in silent reassurance. He then nodded at Bachira, who had snuggled up behind Isagi in record timing.

The movie might not have been his pick, but he was happy to have his friends with him.

Thanks for reading! :D

#niko you're so real it's okay #bachira you're so real too those pigs were the stuff of nightmares #i'm just saying like. i only started liking those movies at 16 for a reason.#bllk #rey's moots #squiggily 💙

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