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ITS 100 DEGREES HERE IM DYING /nsrs
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I'll bring my uncles buffalo chicken dip and chips! Its yummy! Oh and the uno of course!
Tagging: @sleepy--anon @saturnzskyzz @aninabanina6969 @anxious-lee @veryblushyswitch @sunsetsandsunshine @giggle-guru @insatiablepalecolor @secretly-tword-obsessed @justalilgiddybibs (And all my other moots!)
Moot party!!
idk how to do these so reblog and tag ur moots/besties :3
i’ll start
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THIS IS THE BEST THING TO SEE AFTER MY PHONE GOT FIXED! THANK YOU SATURN!! 🫶😌💕
Gyeong-seok ticklecannon’s

A/N: *throws this at you and runs away without realizing that it had hit you* oh my gosh, are you okay? I just wanted to show you my Gyeong-seok ticklecannon’s before going back to the hider’s den 😟✋ yeh.. it’s been a hot minute 😔 but I couldn’t forget this gem of a character!! (Sae-byeok is next 😈🤝) this also may be way too ooc… but hey, it’s content right? 😭
This man doesn’t have a percentage for either being a Lee or Ler, he’s just there.
Lee
I hope you guys are ready for these, cause I for sure am, so, get ready and BUCKLE UP, cause here we go 🫵
can I gossip about the type of laughs he willingly lets out? I can? Why thank you 🙂↕️ (here’s some tea 🍵)
- squeaks at the end of each breath. Like, you know how Bangchan from Straykids squeaks sometimes everytime he laughs? Yeh, THATS WHAT I MEAN.
you can’t just look at him and tell me he doesn’t deem the title “squeaker toy”. (I also just randomly thought of something that has nothing to do with these headcanonn’s, but it’s that Mickey Mouse doesn’t squeak when he does his signature laugh, and therefore, I’m now ticked off about that 😔)
Hyun-ju: C’mon, where’s that squeaker toy?
Gyeong-seok: NOHOhohahaha-*squeak*!
Hyun-ju: there it is~
I bet ya that he’s covering his face everytime that sentence pops out of her mouth.. it’s the teasy tone!!!
- speaking of Straykids, I feel that his tone of laughter in general is more in between of Lee know’s and Han’s laugh.. sorry not sorry- take what you will with that one.
- he definitely provoked everyone when in a mood. Like, he doesn’t know about Lee moods, he calls them giddy moods, but they’re basically.. Lee moods.. you know what I mean?
- he doesn’t ask for tickles, he provokes to the core for them without even realizing it.
- hyun-ju targets him the most because she is deemed the tickle monster in their relationship (or friendship if some of you don’t ship it!!)
- his curiosity gets the best of him, I love him 🥹🙏
I’m not just gonna slap the title of “he’s not tickled much” cause let’s be real.. there’s some people who do often get tickled back in their days, so I’m gonna use that for Gyeong-seok… but of course there’s spots he doesn’t know whether or not he’s ticklish at, so Hyun-ju, who also is a curious soul, takes this as an offer to wreck the shit out of him in many different places.
Speaking of places, they both figure out that he is most ticklish on his knee caps, v-line, and armpits(he knew about his armpits being a bad spot) . Generic spots, I know-
I feel like a teasy tone really gets him flustered. Anticipation tickles? Melted Baby talk? Deceased Poking? Puddle of giggles Hinting that they’re going to tickle him? …Not so much. Teasy words in GENERAL though? He’s on the stretcher, boys 😔.
Now.. the most surprising thing to add is that all of what I said in the last paragraph would be out the window if he’s out in public. Silly humiliation at best 🙂↕️ *tips hat*
He likes to keep somewhat of an image on him when out and about, and that is to not get the center of attention from random people.
Hyun-ju: c’mooon, why don’t you try this on? *pokes him continuously*
Gyeong-sik: aah! Naha- not hehere!
Hyun-ju: not here? Well of course not here silly! Go change in the changing room.
Gyeong-sik: ohohokahahkay!
He avoids all eye contact the SECOND that would happen in public, my lord!
- here me out on this.. tickle scenes? he’s a runner he’s a track staaAaaAAaar~ 🎶 (he won’t get far, but still)
Tickle scenes gets him HELLAAAAAA omg he don’t PLAY
Hyun-ju knows this too cause when they’re watching something together, and a scene pops up like that??!! Let me just play out the scene for y’all
Movie: “ahaha- no stahap! Thahat unfahair”
The second a tickle scene came on the screen, Gyeong-seok instantly tensed up and sunk in closer to Hyun-ju with a flushed hue of red that painted over his entire face. Hyun-ju knew all too well the second she felt him tense up right next to her, and decided to be a tease.
“Awww! Is someone flustered~?” She had a tone to her voice that managed to always send goosebumps on Gyeong-seok’s arms and legs. Sinking in even more, he knifed without a peep.
“Why, how come?” Right as she asked this, she tweaked her fingers into his side that was closest to her, and released the most adorable and uncoordinated giggles and squeaks out of the young man.
“NoOH!-*Squeak* nahahat Thahat! aAHahahAH-*squeak*
Oh my god, are you melting? Cause I am.. 🫠
ler
Ok.. so.. uhm.. I didn’t have thoughts for how he would act as a ler but I may have a bit of thoughts.
- gentle ler. Doesn’t matter who he’s tickling, he will ALWAYS go soft and gentle. Everyone is safe 🙂↕️🤝
he doesn’t tease much, but he would always show off his smile when hearing the person laugh. AAH! cute on both ends!
If he’s mischievous one day, then he’ll be teasy.
“This is really getting you!”
“Your laugh is adorable!”
“Oh my god, I didn’t know you make that sound!”
just a bundle of joy with this one!!!!
- he tickles Hyun-ju the most.. I DONT MAKE THE RULES!
everytime he tickles her, he makes it his DUTY to compliment every aspect as to how she’s reacting while tickling, and it’s the most romantic and cutest thing!
“Look at that smile~ you bright up the whole world with how soft that smile is!”
“Ooh? Someone’s gotta happy spot right here, this might be my favorite! Listen to all those cute sounds you’re making?”
And then the famous, the show stopper, the audience clapping from in the back while going “absolute cinema” for how popular of a phrase this is for him- “You’re so cute!”
(I know it’s a boring phrase, but he’ll say it ALL THE TIME)
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Reblog to give a trans woman an embrace so warm and loving that you feel her shoulders drop and her body finally relax a little
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Unrelated to anything but I wanna shift and go home again! It's been a while since I've tried but I miss it! 🫶
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YES YES YES YES YES! THAT WAS AMAZING THE MIMICKING WAS PERFECT! I LOVE IT! AMAZING WORK AS ALWAYS MY FRIEND! 💕👏🫶💞💖
~ Dewdrops & Decisions ~

·̩̩̥͙**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*𝙻𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚢 𝚂𝚙𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚢 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 ✨*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*·̩̩̥͙
𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙷𝚞𝚛𝚝/𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝
𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟺,𝟷𝟺𝟼
𝙻𝚎𝚎: 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠 🏍️🖤
𝙻𝚎𝚛: 𝚂𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌 🌭💙
𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠 𝚐𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝙰𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝? 𝚆𝚑𝚘 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜.
(𝙰/𝙽: 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌 𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌—𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎. 𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜: 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚞𝚢! 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚔/𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝙳𝙽𝙸!!!).
𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝙲𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚜 (𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚌 𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚜).
𝙳𝙸𝚂𝙲𝙻𝙰𝙸𝙼𝙴𝚁: 𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝—𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗. 𝚆𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 <𝟹!
·̩̩̥͙**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚍𝚘…𝚕𝚎𝚝’𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚝 💃🏾‼️˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*·̩̩̥͙
The afternoon sun had dipped low long before Shadow had decided to come outside; the big star casting gloomy and strangely shaped shadows as a soft breeze rustled through the grass, the trees and his black and red quills.
The black and red quilled teenager in question closed his eyes as he sat slightly in front of a tree not far from the Wackowski home, feeling the wind brush against his entire body.
And just for a small moment, all the buzzing chaos and never ending uncertainty in his mind slowed and came to a stop.
The steady whisper of the wind felt like a gentle hand, wiping away the fear that coiled inside of his chest, booming and projecting like a loud bongo drum.
The hand felt soothing, grounding, and comforting.
It didn’t feel like the hedgehog was being enclosed with the same air that filled his lungs, rather, a warm and steady hug with a breeze that seemed to carry the heavy weight that was his memories.
The small gust of wind felt like familiarity.
The small gust of wind felt like home.
The small gust of wind felt like…her.
Shadow hugged his knees to his chest at the thought, not looking at anything entirely specific as he stared off into the distance that was The Wackowski residance.
It’s funny in a way; really.
A months days ago…he was wondering if he’d even survive to see another sunset.
Now, he was staying at his rival's home…experiencing one...
…Guess life was funny like that.
“‘Thought I’d find you out here.” A blue hedgehog said way too casually as he walked up to the teen underneath the tree, a bag of jellybeans in his hand as he smacked on them like they were going to disappear at any moment.
Speaking of the devil...
“What is that supposed to mean?” Shadow glared defensively almost like clockwork.
“My first couple months on Earth I sat in that exact spot your brooding in right now…only makes sense you’d give it a try.” Sonic smirked as he shrugged his shoulders, his smirk widening a tad bit as he saw the older hedgehog’s eyebrows pinch together in annoyance.
The slightly taller mammal broke eye contact, looking down at the small greenery that was their lawn. “I don’t ‘brood’.” He grumbled.
The blue devil chuckled to himself, leaning his back on the tree as he crossed his arms casually, intaking the normal yet comforting scenery, “What do you call that big frown on your face then, hm? ‘Looks like brooding to me, man.”
The older teen’s eye twitched, ignoring the snarky comment as he picked at the grass below him, “Why are you here, Sonic?” He deadpanned, hugging his knees to his chest tightly, “Because if your here to tell me about those useless Christmas color coded plumber people again—”
“—The Mario Brothers.” The emerald eyed mammal corrected.
“—I don’t want to hear it.” The black and red quilled hedgehog finished. “Their names don’t even make sense.” He scoffed like the two video game characters' existence was a personal offence, “Only one of them is named Mario! So does that mean he is named ‘Mario Mario’ while the other one is named Luigi Mario or is there an actual last name the creators aren’t letting us know so we pay more attention to Mario instead of Luigi?”
“…Huh.” The slightly shorter teenager hummed, “…I…never thought about it like that.” He mumbled as he scratched the back of his neck, confused but also kind of endeared at the other hedgehog’s random revelation.
And now that he thought about it…it would be kinda interesting to see Shadow and Tails debate on that topic…
Shadow scoffed whilst rolling his eyes, “That’s your problem. You don’t think.” He said as he uselessly picked at the grass underneath his air shoes again before letting the small strands blow away.
“Yeesh…okay, honesty train coming in hot. Aaaaaall abroad.” The emerald eyed mammal mumbled as he tapped his fingers along his arm in a timely fashion, still eating his mismatched colored candies.
Tom and Maddie had always reminded Sonic to be honest no matter what; ‘Honesty is the best Policy’ if you will.
But Shadow…took that saying to a whoooooole other level.
And it showed.
“You honestly and truly think I came all the way out here just for you to find me and converse?” The antihero humorlessly snorted, (and if the situation was more light, Sonic would’ve made a comment on it…but the Chilli dog loving teen did not).
“I came out here to be alone.” The older teenager voiced in annoyance.
The speed incarnate stiffened slightly at the other’s grumbled statement, putting his crossed arms and jellybean bag in his hoodie pockets as he kicked a small portion of the dirt below him, “…Sorry.” He muttered, “You just…I-I dunno. You looked…lonely.”
Shadow sighed heavily at the other hedgehog’s sudden changed demeanor, dragging his palm along his face as he rested the back of his head on the tree bark, “I’m The Ultimate Lifeform. I don’t get…‘lonely’.”
“That’s what I used to think.” The unruly wind giggled quietly, a small smirk forming on his face due to how similar yet how different they were, “I was never ‘The Ultimate Lifeform’ like you but I did title myself as ‘The Fastest Creature’ alive…or ‘The Blue Blur’ for short.” The green eyed mammal winked as he did finger guns at the other, holding back a small snort as the antihero’s ears drooped down in disgust.
Whether the disgusted feeling was directed towards Sonic’s persona name, his finger guns or both, the blue hedgehog wasn’t really bothered to ask.
“I am not calling you that.” The older one out of the two of them said whilst rolling his eyes.
“Was worth a shot.” Sonic snickered as he and Shadow both jumped slightly as parts of the sky whitened for a second, displaying a loud crackling sound as light rain started to fall.
Sonic smiled gently, walking out from under the tree and not looking at anything in particular as he gazed into the darkened cotton candy looking fluff that was the clouds; feeling the rain cascade down his ears and onto his back quills.
And Shadow did not question it…
…Much, anyway.
“But…I do admit, as time went on, I realized that I kiiiiiinda gave that name to myself out of loneliness.” The blue quilled hedgehog admitted, “I-If that makes sense.” He laughed softly, “Like…naming myself that would give my existence a sense of purpose o-or meaning…like I had a destiny…even if I made up.” He said as he walked back under the tree, sitting next to his ‘dark rival’.
‘And just in time, too’, they both thought as the rain began to get more and more heavier.
But thankfully, the two stayed dry due to the tree’s leaves shielding them from the downpour.
“You felt…invisible and powerless; giving yourself a name such as that paved a way for you to take control and create an idea that only you could command—something strong…and heroic, unlike how you might have felt back then.” Shadow concluded.
“Exactly!”
“Well, sucks to be you then, I guess.” The slightly taller hedgehog hummed, “Unlike you, I was given my name and purpose by my creator.”
“…Good for you, Shadow.” Sonic grumbled at the older’s…gloating? Bragging? Sonic wasn’t sure what this conversation was anymore.
“Great for me.” The Ultimate Lifeform corrected.
“Great for you.” The other lifeform grumbled begrudgingly, “Look Shads, I’m just trying to give you advice and trying to help you—”
“Yeah? Well, maybe don’t.” The lone operative interrupted harshly; a bit too harshly. Suffocating silence soon followed after his uncalled for statement, the two awkwardly looking away; not knowing how to start up the conversation again as it seemed to die out almost instantly.
The silence was thick…and awkward…
Ohoooooo so awkward…
Shadow kept his eyes locked on the ground, his fingers intertwined with each other on top of his knees.
That…sharp edge in his voice still lingered in the air, curling around the tree leaves like everlasting smoke.
The wind then suddenly picked up…not loud or violent—but just enough to stir the trees in the distance and tug at Sonic’s hoodie.
The air sent a chill across Shadow’s spine; like a nudge that wouldn’t go away.
The blue quilled teen had shifted his weight, switching to sit criss-cross on the grass; clearly slightly hurt by the other’s words but not saying a word. The young teen’s hands moved slower than usual inside of his hoodie pockets; quieter.
No humming whatsoever.
No side-eyes or playful looks…just…silence.
Which honestly made Shadow feel even worse.
The black and red quilled teenager opened his mouth but…the words stalled in his throat completely.
The wind blew again, sharp and steady this time—blowing some of Shadow’s quills in each and every direction.
“Alright…alright,” The antihero muttered to no one in particular, “I get it…”
“I’m sorry. I was being a jerk.” The older hedgehog said to the blue hedgehog, his tone softer than the blue hedgehog in question had probably ever heard it, “I just…find it weird when others show that they…genuinely care about me. I don’t know how to react.” He sighed, “But you didn’t deserve that.”
The wind picked up again—gentler this time, brushing Shadow’s shoulder almost like trying to mimic a reassuring pat.
Sonic met Shadow’s eyes, morphing his face to a small yet amused smirk as the usually stoic brooder blushed in slight embarrassment, looking down again.
“Anyways…I suck. You're cool. I’m sorry.” The crimson eyed hedgehog said, trying to be casual but failing very very miserably.
“Yeah…you do really really suck.” Sonic agreed wholeheartedly, “But it's okay. I forgive you...” He giggled as the red and black quilled mammal rolled his eyes for the millionth time today, bumping shoulders with him, “…For your rude words and how much you suck.” He said more sincerely.
The world seemed to have gone still for a moment, the kind of still that made every sound feel louder than it should—the rain pitter pattering on the tree leaves, the wind rustling in absolutely anything and everything; Shadow’s own breathing.
Sonic didn’t say anything; just pulling out his jellybeans and eating them once more.
Finally, the crimson eyed teenager exhaled—shaky and barely audible, “…May I admit something?” He quietly asked.
“Sure!” The blue quilled hedgehog closed his jellybean bag to the side, giving the other his full and undivided attention.
“Although I was given my name, what I am and what I’m supposed to do…I don’t…” Shadow exhaled through his nostrils, “As ironic as it is: I-I don’t know how to execute any of those things correctly.” He locked eyes with the younger hedgehog, “You barely knew who you were when being here on Earth…and yet you still found your purpose here.”
“Ihi wouldn’t say all that...” Sonic giggled, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly, “…The path to certainty is never a straight line, Shads. Purpose isn’t always a push in the right direction, y'know.” He smiled as he watched the rain fall sporadically. “Sometimes…it's an unsure but steady pull towards something that feels worth the effort—even when it seems hard or challenging.”
“I’ve known since I stepped foot onto Earth I just…wanted to help people.” The Chili Dog loving hedgehog concluded, looking at his emo counterpart, “My pull…was my family and Green Hill…what’s yours?”
The older teen’s jaw clenched slightly at the question—was this dumbass listening to anything he’d been saying for the past hour they’ve been out here?
“I just told you: I don’t know.” The crimson eyed teenager frowned.
“Then figure it out then!” Sonic smiled, practically shooting up from where he was sitting, not being able to contain himself. “Life isn’t gonna wait for you, Shads!”
The antihero pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to hide his inevitable smile at his strange counterpart’s contagious excitement, “What does that even mean?” He sighed.
“Live life! Be free! Roam! You're not gonna find your quote unquote ‘purpose’ by just lounging around looking at the grass all day. You have time…use it.” The emerald eyed hedgehog said, “Even I don’t know everything. I’m learning too…but that's what makes it all worthwhile! Don’t rush the process, man. Life is a highway afterall.” He grinned reassuringly.
“Besides…no one said you gotta figure all of that out right now.” The speedy devil said, “I know it doesn’t feel like it sometimes, but, while you're trying to survive the chore known as life…don’t forget to live through it too, yeah?”
“You are…strangely good at giving advice.” Shadow said.
“Heh…I get that a lot.” Sonic giggled, his laugh emitting in amused volumes.
The rain seemed to calm now as it gently pattered against the leaves from above; having no particular rhythm other than softness and steadiness like a snowflake dancing in a snowglobe.
The breeze once again returned, swaying the rain droplets gently down the tree bark and onto the soil.
Then, out of nowhere, a tiny ant, barely bigger than a baby's thumb, crawled up the toe of Sonic’s shoes.
It seemed to hesitate slighlty but then ducked itself beneath the shoe straps, curling its little body as if to shield itself from the outside world.
The blue devil didn’t make a sound, smiling down at the little inscent as he gently cooed the small thing, adjusting his posture so they both had absolutely no chance of getting wet.
Despite that fact, the blue quilled hedgehog carefully hovered his hand over the ant, shielding it from an imaginary droplet that simply seeped through the leaves.
Shadow watched the ant as well, a rare smile forming on his face as well as he watched the two interact.
The older hedgehog couldn’t help but feel a small sense of…deja vu? Familiarity?
…He…wasn’t quite sure. He just knew that the situation seemed so…melancholic in a way.
“…You…okay?” Sonic asked quietly, noticing the solemn yet sad look on the others' face.
Shadow’s face remained the same, his chest feeling tight but not in a claustrophobic sense as he exhaled, nodding his head as if a chained weight had been lifted off of and freed from his shoulders. “Y-Yes…” He stammered, watching as the ant happily danced on Sonic’s shoes as the wind danced around the three of them, “…Just…remembering something.”
Sonic nodded, deciding not to push any further as he saw the sky clear up slightly, inhaling the fresh scent of petrichor as the small ant hopped down from his shoe, planting a spot right next to him.
The blue hedgehog got up, stretching his arms as a loud yawn escaped his mouth, “Ready to head back inside?”
“…No.” Shadow quietly admitted, cringing at the thought of being caught in the crossfire between Knuckles and Tails’ reenactment of Obi-Wan Kenobi and Darth Maul’s fight from Star Wars.
“C’moooon…I don’t want you catching a cold out here, man! We can go to the porch or something but I think my butt fell asleep!” The emerald eyed teen moaned and groaned dramatically as the small ant hopped down from the shoe to frolic around the two.
The tension in the lone operative’s face seemed to ease up, being replaced with something more playful, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly, “I say again: sucks to be you.”
“You’re mean.” The shorter mammal pouted.
“And you're annoying; guess we both have flaws.”
“But that’s what makes us super awesome.” Sonic reasoned, attempting to pull Shadow up on his feet but the other hedgehog stayed stubbornly where he was seated. “Nohow. gehet. uhuuuuup!” Sonic tried lifting up Shadow but the older one just stared at him blankly.
Sonic huffed like the other teen sitting there was a personal offence, crossing his arms as he looked away begrudgingly “You're ruining Sonic JR’s sunbathing time!”
“Sunbathing…wihith noho sun?” Shadow retorted.
“Stohop beeheeing sohoh judgemental!” The Chilli Dog loving teen laughed, grabbing the other teenager’s arms but was pulled to the ground by him almost instantly.
“Gehet yohohour dihirty mihihitts off ohof me!” Shadow grunted, half laughing whilst Sonic tried to drag him upright. The two tumbled on the grass, laughing more now.
Sonic straddled the other hedgehog’s hips and pinned his wrists to the grass with a wide grin, “Oho…nuh uh! You’ve been rude to me this entire time we’ve been out here! Isn’t that right, Sonic JR?” Sonic said, looking at, well, Sonic JR. the ant before looking back at Shadow, nodding in confirmation. “Sonic JR. agrees.”
“You two look absolutely nothing alike.” The red and black quilled hedgehog huffed.
“How dare! The resemblance is uncanny! You're just too blind to see it, faker.” Sonic dramatically said, lightly pinching the other’s right side.
Shadow squeezed his eyes tight against the action, shaking his head back and forth as he tried to break out of Sonic’s hold but to the antihero’s surprise…the younger was actually surprisingly strong,“Ihihi’m nohot the faker heeheehere! Yohou are!” He giggly grumbled through gritted teeth.
“Says the one giggling like a Teletubby...” The blue quilled hedgehog taunted while sticking his tongue out at the other in a silly manner, poking his stomach sporadically which caused the older to squirm in every which way.
“I-I pffteheh dohoh nohot gihihiggle!” Shadow denied, not even attempting to ask what in the hell a ‘Teletubby’ was.
He could honestly just look it up later on Mr. Wackowski’s computer and hope for the best that it wasn’t some dumb video game character like The Mario Brothers.
“Oho yeah, tough guy? What’s this then? Hm? Hmmmmm~?” Sonic teased, wiggling his fingers in Shadow’s underarm.
The older teen let out a loud squeal despite his lips being completely pursed, kicking his legs from behind Sonic, “Ihihi’m gohOHONNA freeheeHEEaking kihill yOHOou!!!” The crimson eyed hedgehog shouted.
“Pff…with what army, man? Your squeals and shrieks?” The younger snorted at his own comeback, letting go of the other’s wrist and he stuffed both of his hands inside of his underarms, moving his fingers at an agonizingly slow pace. “God, I’m soOoOoOo scared…what ever shall I do~?”
Shadow threw his head back in complete and utter hysteria, arching his back quills into the grass as Sonic’s stupidly unbearable fingers scratched underneath his arms…
…That smug bastard.
“PfftAHAHAH—squeal! IHIHI H-HATE YOHOHOU!” The antihero yelled in an embarrassed high-pitched shriek, much to his dismay.
“D’aww…your laugh is so stinking cute!” Sonic teased, a big, cocky smile plastered on his face as he tickled his enemy turned rival turned emo brother into pieces.
“SHUHUHUT. UHUHUP!!!” Shadow cried, his face fur slowly turning the same shade as his irises.
“Shuut uppp~!” Sonic mocked without letting a single beat pass.
“IHI hic DOHOHON’T hic SOHOUND LIHIHIHIKE EHEH THAHAT!” The other teen squealed louder than the sound barrier could obtain.
“I don’t sound like that~!” Sonic continued.
“SOHOHONIC!!!” Shadow yelled through his laughs as the speedy devil mercilessly squeezed at his hip area. Shadow pounded his fists on the floor as his other arm wrapped around his torso, trying to bat Sonic’s hands away.
Sonic snickered in amusement; it's not everyday you could see his brooding buddy belly laughing, y’know! “Shadow~!”
“NAHAHAH—hic! STOHOP MAHAKING FUHUHUN OHOF ME!!!”
“I’m not~!” Sonic protested.
Shadow growled lowly through his giggles, kicking the air as he let out a bone quivering squeal, “YEHES YOOHOU F-FUHUCKING AHARE!” He shouted.
Sonic, completely unfazed by the others screechy shouts, released his hands from Shadow’s arms, letting the older one breathe for a second as he dramatically cracked his knuckles and neck as he tickled Shadow once more. “Okay…that’s enough back talk from you, Mr. Ultimate Ticklish Lifeform.”
“DOOHOO YOHOHOU hic EHEVEHER hic hic SHUHUHUT UHUP???” The black and red quilled teen howled.
The speed incarnate hummed in fake thought, peering up to the iridescent thing that was the night sky, “Never tried; and don’t eeeeeever plan to.” He said as he tickled Shadow’s ribs and hips with SuperSonic Speed™, catching the older so off guard he snorted loudly before submitting into a new fresh wave of desperate cackles.
“Geez…I gotta do this more often.” Sonic beamed, “Your laugh is pure serotonin, man.”
“O-OKAHAHAY SQUEAL OHOHOKAY!!!” The slightly taller mammal cried a breathy squeal, happy tears of mirth forming in his eyes as he banged his fists on the ground and the other’s arms for one final measure, “STOHOP! STOHOHOP hic STOHOHOP IHIHIT NOHOW!!!”
“Alright, alright…I’m stopping, I’m stopping.” Sonic ceased his torturous tickling fingers almost immediately, letting the older catch his breath as he got off of him.
“You okay…?” The emerald eyed teen asked a couple seconds after, “I didn’t overstep any boundaries, right?”
“I-I’m ohokahahay.” Shadow grumbled despite the wobbly, silly little grin he was trying to wipe off his face.
Jesus…this family really made him soft as hell.
And he will admit…he kinda loves them for it. Go figure.
“Good.” Sonic nodded, putting a hand on his hip, “Now can we pleeeease go back inside?”
“Suhure, Sohonic.” The older one chuckled lightly, getting off from the ground as he dusted himself off, shaking his head fondly as the blue quilled hedgehog smiled down at the ant and scooped it up in his palm.
Shadow rubbed his arm anxiously, his eyes still on the other, “Sonic?”
“Hm?”
“…Thanks.” Shadow admitted quietly, “For the talk. And well, you know…”
Sonic smiled at the small flustered words of appreciation, “‘Course, twin. Always happy to help.” He giggled as he bumped elbows with the others, squeaking when the other in question sneakily jabbed him in the side, “AHACK! H-Hehey! Hehey!” Sonic absolutely squealed, “Yohohou're attahacking ahan uhunaharmed mahan!” He playfully scolded, “Wihith a chihihild ihin thehe vicinity!”
“You attacked me first.” Shadow deadpanned.
“Yeheah! Buhut you deserved it!” The speed incarnate huffed as he crossed his arms in a dramatic fashion before putting Sonic JR. down carefully and picking up his jelly beans, eating them directly in Shadow’s face, much much to the others dismay and disgust.
“SONIC! SONIC #2!” Knuckles’ voice came distant and sharp from the porch to the two hedgehogs. The two paused their bickering, turning towards the red echidna, “MOTHER REQUESTS YOU COME INSIDE BEFORE YOU CATCH A SICKNESS KNOWN AS THE COLD!”
“Aww man…” Sonic pouted before clutching his chest as if he’d been shot, “Hey…wAIT A SECOND…‘SONIC #2’?!”
Shadow took offense to the nickname as well, clutching his chest as he glared at the other, “I was born before you! If anything you should be Sonic #2!”
“But my name is Sonic! That makes no sense!” The shorter teen shouted in obvious disapproval.
“You don’t make any sense!” The red and black quilled hedgehog retorted.
“Your face doesn’t make any sense!”
Knuckles blinked as he watched the two hedgehog’s back and forth from a distance, “I wonder what they are bickering about…” He stood outside for one second longer, completely baffled before heading back inside, letting the screen door swing shut behind him. “…Oh well; not my problem.”
“Whatever…we can discuss that later.” Sonic huffed before pointing to the house with his thumb. “You ready to head in?”
“…Yes.” Shadow agreed, “Lets…Let's go.”
“It's: ‘Gotta go fast™’…but you'll get the hang of it.” The emerald eyed teenager smirked at the other. “Bye bye, Sonic JR!” Sonic smiled sweetly as he blew kisses to the insect, “Seeya later!” He waved as he dashed to the house with his usual speediness.
Shadow chuckled fondly, crossing his arms as he walked to the Wackowski residence. And as he did so, he looked up to the blue dusky gray/grey sky; no rain in sight.
Shadow's chest tightened—not from the cold or uneasiness, but from that too familiar feeling that crept into his heart without warning.
That…certain heaviness that felt like it was stuck to you like molasses.
Sonic came back outside after realizing Shadow didn’t quite follow after him.
But Sonic didn’t rush him, just quietly stepping towards him as he held out his hand, “C’mon, Shads…Dad popped popcorn to watch the rest of Tails and Knux’s weeb fight thinga mabobber.”
The taller mammal looked at the smaller’s hand and then took it without a word, the both of them walking towards the house now.
The wind stirred—soft and low, almost like a satisfied sigh. It brushed through Shadow’s quills, curling around his torso like a ghost of a hug.
Shadow blinked…and for the first time in years…his breath came a little—no…a lot easier.
Shadow looked back at the tree and squinted, looking at the tiny ant that was still where the two hedgehogs were sitting earlier.
“What?” Sonic asked, trying to look in the direction Shadow was.
“…Nothing.” Shadow murmured, eyes still on the ant, “It’s just…still there.”
“Guess Sonic JR. just really likes the wind.” Sonic giggled, slipping inside the house with Shadow.
Outside, the wind tapped once against the window panes, stirring at the tree leaves and making them rustle gently.
But despite all of that?
The ant kept going.
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THIS IS THE MOST AMAZING THING EVER!!!!! 💕👏🙌 WHAT A WAY TO START MY MORNING! 🥰🥰
The Perfect Plan
HIIIII! This is a Hwang brothers fic as requested many times by many people including @stay-123 . I love writting for these two, it gives me so much joy ahshshs. I hope you enjoy!
Summary: Jun-Ho wants to put In-Ho in his place, but In-Ho wants to put Jun-Ho in his place. All of this place-putting gets a little complicated, so there's only one logical solution.
Waring: This is a TICKLE FIC.
"Come in"
The door creaked open, Jun-Ho hesitantly stepping into the darkly lit room. There was his brother, his face bare and genuine without the mask, yet his gaze dark and distant. He sat in a fancy armchair by the fire, taking sips from his rich flask of whisky. The office practically smelled like money. And, ordinarily, Jun-Ho would have been delighted that his brother had come across such wealth. But this situation was far from ordinary.
"Take a seat", In-Ho gestured, as if Jun-Ho were merely one of the VIP's and not the blood brother he had given his spare organ to. Jun-Ho sat down on a couch opposite him, slowly and grudgingly, his eyes narrowed. He had finally found the island - found his brother again. He'd been looking everywhere for him for years, trying to save his victims from this awful place. And him of course - Jun-Ho wouldn't dare picture his own loving brother rotting in prison. The brother who had supported him every step of the way, who had taken time out of his busy high school and college schedule to play with him and chat to him instead of studying. Who had taken out his bullies with his strong, menacing demeanor. In-Ho was like a bear - terrifying to some but adorable and affectionate to others. For Jun-Ho, he was the latter.
In-Ho had invited his brother for a 'chat', hoping to clear things up before they decided what to do next. Of course, Jun-Ho knew his brother had zero intention of agreeing to give up the games, but a conversation was needed more than anything. Jeez - he'd been waiting to speak to his brother for years, and he couldn't have imagined a worse circumstance.
"Your nervous", In-Ho commented nonchalantly. That bastard could always tell. He chuckled - "It's cute".
Jun-Ho groaned, "What do you want?"
In-Ho's sinister smirk widened, "Wow, is that anyway to address your elder brother? Manners Jun-Ho, manners".
"Cut the crap, what are you hoping to get out of this?"
In-Ho frowned again, his eyes once more going distant.
"Firstly, I'd like to apologize for shooting you".
Jun-Ho noticed a slight quiver in his voice, as if In-Ho had been dwelling on this for quite a while. As if it had legitimately been keeping him up at night. Jun-Ho knew his brother just as well as his brother knew him - even though he was trying to sound put together, he was scared too.
"You won't tell ooma, will you?"
Jun-Ho jolted forward, lifting his fist, "I swear to god, you better cut this bullshit right now or I will-"
"You'll what? You'll punch me? Well, go ahead. I shot you. An eye for an eye I suppose-"
Jun-Ho just snickered sarcastically and shook his head, "I won't punch you. I'm not like you".
In-Ho shook his head in return. Seeing his little brother like this, threatening to attack him even though he was much smaller and weaker, reminded him of many times in their childhood. In-Ho knew he was still stronger than Jun-Ho, even though they had both trained at the same academy. But Jun-Ho had always been a bit too feisty. It was never actually violent, but they often got into play fights. Or, rather, Jun-Ho would start play fights he wouldn't win. And it would always end up with the younger on the floor, screaming for mercy as his evil big brother skittered his fingers up and down his sides and ribs, where he was devastatingly ticklish. In-Ho's eyes sparkled a bit at the memory.
"What the hell are you thinking?"
Shit, the Frontman had dozed out for a second. He cleared his throat, but couldn't help the slight tremor in his voice. These memories made him sad - he really missed his carefree times with Jun-Ho, when the younger was a kid or teen and he was a teen or young adult.
"I was just getting a sense of Deja Vu, darling brother. From when we were kids".
Jun-Ho's face dropped a bit. In-Ho couldn't help but squeak and chuckle at that. It always amused him how his little brother could go from being headstrong and determined to confused and disorientated in the split of a second. He noticed Jun-Ho pouting at him, clearly annoyed that his elder brother found his demeanor amusing. That just made In-Ho laugh more.
"Shut up!", Jun Ho yelled, lifting his arm again to punch. That just made In-Ho throw his head back and laugh even louder. This was all too amusing. His body was shaking with laughter, his chest rising and falling as Jun-Ho just glared at him.
"Snap out of it!", Jun Ho punched In-Ho's shoulder gently, as if threatening to do more.
"Owww", In-Ho whined, rubbing his shoulder. The punch may have been gentle, but it was still sore, "What was that for?"
Shit. Jun-Ho couldn't help the smile forming on his face. It was impossible not to grin when his big brother got all goofy like this, even in situations where it was very much unwanted. It was as if In-Ho's menacing side had switched off and his affectionate side had come to the forefront - all triggered by the sight of Jun-Ho.
Luckily In-Ho was too busy chuckling to see Jun-Ho's smile, which he quickly suppressed. His elder brother opened his mouth to say something, but Jun-Ho interrupted him with another punch, this one a bit harder.
"Ahh!", In Ho cried, catching Jun-Ho's arm in a firm grip. Jun-Ho tired to pull back, but couldn't. The menacing Frontman returned instantly.
"I was about to say something", In-Ho glared, pulling Jun-Ho's arm in tighter, squeezing it so it almost hurt.
Jun-Ho was starting to get seriously worried now. He tugged at his arm, but the Frontman wouldn't budge.
"You'll pay for that", In-Ho said, his voice dark and expressionless.
Jun-Ho shut his eyes, anticipating pain. That was when he felt his arm being pulled in the air, catching him slightly off balance. In-Ho steadied him by pushing his opposite side a bit with his hand, before digging his fingers right into the hollow of Jun-Ho's exposed underarm.
This was the last thing Jun-Ho had excepted. He reflexively tugged his arm, but was horrified when it wouldn't budge. Luckily, his training as a cop had taught him to hide reactions in sudden situations like this. Well, not exactly like this, but the skills were transferrable. He bit his lip hard, looking away from In-Ho, hoping to god he wasn't smiling.
In-Ho saw how Jun-Ho bit his lip, the widest grin on his face. He felt both accomplished and affectionate. Brutal and loving.
Jun-Ho, on the other hand, would not let himself break. He couldn't think straight with the tickly sensations under his arm, but he had to try and form some sort of coherent plan. The last time he'd been anything close to tickled was a few months ago, when he'd had his regular checkup and the stomach exam came along.
"Oh no", In-Ho frowned, "Why aren't you laughing? You used to be so ticklish, whatever happened?"
In-Ho than stopped. Jun-Ho, relieved, and completely oblivious to his elder brother's sinister plan, caught his breath. He stepped back but than realized he couldn't. In-Ho still had his hand in a firm grip.
The Frontman smirked, "Don't think your getting away that easy. If that didn't break you, this sure will-" In-Ho started wiggling his fingers dangerously close to his sides. Oh shit. Oh no. Not there. Anything but there. Jun-Ho felt his skin prickle, biting his lip even tighter. He wasn't sure if he'd be able to hide his reactions now.
In-Ho's stern smirk finally cracked, and he couldn't resist his authentic grin coming out. Goodness gracious this was adorable! He hadn't even stated touching his little brother yet! It brought back so many memories.
"Oooo, tense are we? Don't worry, this ought to relax you-"
With that, in-Ho dug all ten of his fingers into Jun-Ho's exposed sides, hitting all the spots that he knew his little brother HATED.
Predictably, Jun-Ho burst into laughter.
"NOHOHOHO! IN-HOHOHO! STOHOHOHOHOP! PLEHEHEHEHEASE!"
God, he was begging already. Where had his pride gone.
In-Ho tutted, "Not until you promise to leave this island and never come back". Damn, the words stung even as he said them. But he was the Frontman now - he had to keep the games going. The VIP's depended on him. And he had to get his brother off this island to somewhere he'd be safe.
The word's stung for Jun-Ho too, but he couldn't dwell on them for long with his damn sides being attacked.
"NAHAHAHAHA! IHIHIHI HAHAHAHVE TO DO MY JOHOHOHOB! EEEE! *SNORT*"
In-Ho beamed from ear to ear, "Was that a snort I just heard? Oh how I missed that sound. I think you might just be too ticklish for you're own gOOD-"
Jun-Ho had escaped. He didn't know how, but he'd escaped. Probably because the Frontman's grip on him had loosened, due to the fact that he'd been getting so distracted admiring and melting at his younger brother's cuteness. And, the moment Jun-Ho had escaped, he had jabbed his brother's side back. And kept his finger there, and wiggled it. But, instead of trying to escape, the Frontman just collapsed backwards in his armchair, collapsing into low, firm giggles.
"Ahahaha shihihit!"
Jun-Ho was shocked at himself. Why the hell was he tickling him? Why wasn't he doing something more violent, or at least less stupid?
"Eheheheh! Okahahay! Yohohou wihihihin!"
Jun-Ho felt a rush of exhilaration at that. He'd won! Hooray! Wait, no, they weren't kids anymore. Snap out of it Jun-Ho.
Jun-Ho tried to put on a stern face, "What were you saying about me being too ticklish, In-Ho?"
The Frontman just kept giggling, "Okahahay okay! You wohohon! Stohohohop!"
In-Ho felt amazing. He hadn't been on the receiving end of affection in forever. He was too overjoyed to feel embarrassed about how quickly he'd dropped the whole menacing act, how quickly he'd submitted to his brother's influence.
"Only when you promise to let me stay, report these games, and come home with me", Jun-Ho smirked.
"Yohohou knohohow I cahahan't!"
In-Ho squealed as Jun-ho hit a bad spot on his upper ribs, kicking a leg out. He kicked Jun-Ho, making him lose his balance and tumble backwards. In-Ho seized the opportunity, his lightning reflexes making him pounce on top of his brother.
"Oh, you will regret that so much-"
With that, In-Ho started squeezing Jun-Ho's sides. If the fingers had been bad, the squeezing was ten times worse.
"OHOHOHO GOHOHOHOD NOHOHOHO!"
NOW Jun-Ho's ticklishness was working in his favour, because his desperate squirms led to him flipping his elder brother over, almost accidentally. Standing up In-Ho was stronger, but on the floor their strength matched. Shocked at himself, he didn't miss the opportunity to go for the kill - scribbling at In-Ho's neck.
Instead of tossing his head back in laughter, the Frontman pinned it to his chest.
"NAHAHAHA! YOHOHOHOU SHIHIHIT!"
In-Ho fought back of course, reaching up and tazering Jun-Ho's sides. That made Jun-Ho burst into cackles, but he still wouldn't stop on In-Ho's neck.
AAAA! NOOO!", Jun-Ho squealed, skittering his fingers up and down In-Ho's chin and poking at his nape.
"HAHAHAH!", In-Ho grabbed Jun-Ho by his back and tipped him over. They were a big bundle of flying limbs at this point.
"STAHAHAHAP!", Jun-Ho begged.
That made In-Ho dig his fingers in harder, feeling his little brother's body shake against him.
"NOHOHOT UNTIL YOUOHOU STOHOHOHOP!"
"NEHEHEHEVER!!!"
This went on for a few moments, the two of them struggling to get the upper hand but failing miserably.
"OKAHAHAHAY, TRUHUHUHUCE?!?!?"
Jun-Ho considered In-Ho's request. He wasn't thinking straight because of how ticklish he was.
"OHOHOHKAY! 3,2,1"
Jun-Ho took his hands off In-Ho's neck, excepting to get the same relief in return. His eyes widened in betrayal as In-Ho continued. But the Frontman wouldn't make the same mistake he'd made before. He wouldn't keep tickling his brothers sides, he would attack his knees with squuezes instead. That way Jun-Ho wouldn't be squirming enough to break free.
Just as In-Ho had predicted, Jun-Ho collapsed into brethless giggles, the widest smile on his face, his chest rising and falling"
"You know, you are far too gullible darling brother-"
"Fuhuhuhuhuck yohohou!"
God, Jun-Ho was too cute. The Frontman was too in awe to respond.
That was when there was a bang at the door. In-Ho jumped up, reaching into his pocket and grabbing his gun. He turned around, pointing it at....Gi-Hun, Hyun-Ju and Dae-Ho.
The three men just stared at him, their mouths hanging open in awe. Uh-oh, they'd seen it, hadn't they. He noticed that they had rifles on them, obviously planning another coup. Too dumbfounded to move, Jun-Ho stood up and pinned his brother's arms behind his back.
"Good job guys", he said.
In-Ho was shocked, "Wait, you knew about this?!"
"He planned it", Hyun-Ju said, stepping forward. Although there was a slight giggle in her voice. Oh boy, this was humiliating.
"You-"
Jun-Ho just smirked at him, "Come on big brother, I made these guys promise they wouldn't shoot you. But they might get riled up, so be careful what you say".
God, he was screwed.
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PERFECTION!! 👏💕
MAY I PLEASE REQUEST HEADCANONS OF MY BOY MIN-SU
Maybe specifically his dynamic with Thanos and nam-gyu too? Like them as his ler’s?
BUT DONT WORRY IF U DONT WANT TO BESTIE THERES NO PRESSURE 🤩🤩
MY LIL BOI MIN SU!
Sure thing, I can whip something up...
Okay, so we all know that Thanos is like, in love with Min Su (platonically). Like, if anyone hurts his boi he WILL come after them
So, whilst Thanos is comfortable being an asshole to Nam-Gyu (he sees him as more of an equal cause their both druggies), he feels the need to protect his boi at all costs
BUT that doesn't mean my boi doesn't get tickles!!!
IN FACT, that's actually the REASON he gets tickles from Thanos. Lemme explain...
So Min-Su definitely likes being tickled. He's an anxious boi so the laughing distracts him from worrying. And I also feel like he's a super affectionate person so it feels nice being on the receiving end for a change
And Thanos KNOWS that Min-Su secretly loves being tickled (because Thanos does too and has a good radar shhhh)
So Thanos tickles him ALL THE TIME to cheer him up when he's down. And he DEFINTELEY gangs up with Nam-Gyu against him
Like Thanos and Nam-Gyu have special gestures to indicate to each other that it's time to give Min-Su a good wrecking.
Like Min-Su might say something a lil bold and Thanos will just look to the side and go "did you hear that Nam-Gyu?" and bro would get the message IMMEDIATELY (they are unstoppable assholes I can't-)
BUT, because Thanos cares about Min-Su so much, he doesn't tell Nam-Gyu that the boy likes it. So Nam-Gyu just helps Thanos tickle Min-Su to be playful prick lol
The two men will pin Min-Su down and absolutely DESTROY him. Like they will poke and scribble at every part of his body while cooing about what a ticklish boi he is. It makes Min-Su absolutely melt
When Thanos tickles Min-Su without Nam-Gyu, he can be just as cruel. His go to tease for his boi is "uh tickle tickle tickle- uh tickle tickle tickle-" It's just so silly and unhinged and totally something high Thanos would do
Min-Su's worst spot is the right side of his belly, and squishes KILL him
Thanos discovered this when he was tickling Min-Su, got to the spot and the way Min-Su screamed with laughter-/joy made Thanos' eyes LIGHT UP
Thanos felt so legitimately endeared. He was like "Wow, was that you boi?" And than he squished again and again and again-
Min-Su's ticklish laughter is VERY high pitched and he doesn't squirm or fight back much, he just kinda wiggles round a bit
Remember when Thanos put his arm around Min-Su's head and said "So happy to see you again bro?!?!" Yeah, that was followed by wiggling a finger in his side and holding him tight so he couldn't get away-
It was Nam-Gyu's idea to tickle Min-Su to stop him from voting X
So this is how Thanos and Nam-Gyu discovered their boi was ticklish...
So Nam-Gyu was being a real asshole to Min-Su after the six-legged pentathlon. And he was just complaining about how bad he was at Gongi. And Thanos felt HORRIBLE at how mean Nam-Gyu was being and could see that Min-Su was getting visibly distressed. So he was like, "Oh come on man, lay off. We lived. It was fine. Don't make my boi feel bad"
And than Nam-Gyu didn't get the message and was like - "Bro, but Iv'e never seen anyone that shit at Gongi in my life. Do you have a finger dissorder or some shit?" And he wiggled his fingers at Min-Su as he said it (not even making contact may I add)
And the way Min-Su JUMPED back and squeeled
And Nam-Gyu was about to just go on and forget about it but Thanos just lifted up an arm and went "hold up-"
Okay so here are two scenarios I thought of....
"Young-Il" saw Nam-Gyu and Thanos tackle Min-Su in the distance. So he walked up to them to break up the "fight". But he sighed and chuckled when he realized it was only tickling. And Min-Su was SO embarassed, because "Young-Il" was his elder and had kinda earned everyone's respect after what he did to Thanos. So he walked up to Young-Il later and asked him to not tell anyone what he'd seen. And the Frontman just chuckled and was like - "It's okay. Just between you and me, I'm also rather ticklish myself-" And omg Min-Su DIED of embarrassment (but In-Ho was actually being so sweet)
SO this one is actually based off your HC about Gemuja because I loved it and it just seemed so canon to me. Okay so Gemuja traces people's palms when they are anxious. So, when she saw Min-Su really upset over Se-Mi's death, her motherly instinct kicked in and the boi became another one of her "children". Anyways, she offered to trace his palm and he agreed. And he tried to hold back his sighs of content at first, but Gemuja just smiled and said - "Oh, you don't need to hold back your reaction. Your not nearly as bad as Young-Sik- he always starts laughing and tries to pull his hand away - he's quite ticklish". And Min-Su, his brain not properly functioning due to how relaxed and loved he felt, was like - "Oh, I'm ticklish in other places..." What can I say, he wanted tickles
Okay that's it. Sorry it took so long - I just had a random surge of ideas so now it's finally out.
Okay hope you enjoyed gigglers! (:
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PERFECTION!! 👏💕
MAY I PLEASE REQUEST HEADCANONS OF MY BOY MIN-SU
Maybe specifically his dynamic with Thanos and nam-gyu too? Like them as his ler’s?
BUT DONT WORRY IF U DONT WANT TO BESTIE THERES NO PRESSURE 🤩🤩
MY LIL BOI MIN SU!
Sure thing, I can whip something up...
Okay, so we all know that Thanos is like, in love with Min Su (platonically). Like, if anyone hurts his boi he WILL come after them
So, whilst Thanos is comfortable being an asshole to Nam-Gyu (he sees him as more of an equal cause their both druggies), he feels the need to protect his boi at all costs
BUT that doesn't mean my boi doesn't get tickles!!!
IN FACT, that's actually the REASON he gets tickles from Thanos. Lemme explain...
So Min-Su definitely likes being tickled. He's an anxious boi so the laughing distracts him from worrying. And I also feel like he's a super affectionate person so it feels nice being on the receiving end for a change
And Thanos KNOWS that Min-Su secretly loves being tickled (because Thanos does too and has a good radar shhhh)
So Thanos tickles him ALL THE TIME to cheer him up when he's down. And he DEFINTELEY gangs up with Nam-Gyu against him
Like Thanos and Nam-Gyu have special gestures to indicate to each other that it's time to give Min-Su a good wrecking.
Like Min-Su might say something a lil bold and Thanos will just look to the side and go "did you hear that Nam-Gyu?" and bro would get the message IMMEDIATELY (they are unstoppable assholes I can't-)
BUT, because Thanos cares about Min-Su so much, he doesn't tell Nam-Gyu that the boy likes it. So Nam-Gyu just helps Thanos tickle Min-Su to be playful prick lol
The two men will pin Min-Su down and absolutely DESTROY him. Like they will poke and scribble at every part of his body while cooing about what a ticklish boi he is. It makes Min-Su absolutely melt
When Thanos tickles Min-Su without Nam-Gyu, he can be just as cruel. His go to tease for his boi is "uh tickle tickle tickle- uh tickle tickle tickle-" It's just so silly and unhinged and totally something high Thanos would do
Min-Su's worst spot is the right side of his belly, and squishes KILL him
Thanos discovered this when he was tickling Min-Su, got to the spot and the way Min-Su screamed with laughter-/joy made Thanos' eyes LIGHT UP
Thanos felt so legitimately endeared. He was like "Wow, was that you boi?" And than he squished again and again and again-
Min-Su's ticklish laughter is VERY high pitched and he doesn't squirm or fight back much, he just kinda wiggles round a bit
Remember when Thanos put his arm around Min-Su's head and said "So happy to see you again bro?!?!" Yeah, that was followed by wiggling a finger in his side and holding him tight so he couldn't get away-
It was Nam-Gyu's idea to tickle Min-Su to stop him from voting X
So this is how Thanos and Nam-Gyu discovered their boi was ticklish...
So Nam-Gyu was being a real asshole to Min-Su after the six-legged pentathlon. And he was just complaining about how bad he was at Gongi. And Thanos felt HORRIBLE at how mean Nam-Gyu was being and could see that Min-Su was getting visibly distressed. So he was like, "Oh come on man, lay off. We lived. It was fine. Don't make my boi feel bad"
And than Nam-Gyu didn't get the message and was like - "Bro, but Iv'e never seen anyone that shit at Gongi in my life. Do you have a finger dissorder or some shit?" And he wiggled his fingers at Min-Su as he said it (not even making contact may I add)
And the way Min-Su JUMPED back and squeeled
And Nam-Gyu was about to just go on and forget about it but Thanos just lifted up an arm and went "hold up-"
Okay so here are two scenarios I thought of....
"Young-Il" saw Nam-Gyu and Thanos tackle Min-Su in the distance. So he walked up to them to break up the "fight". But he sighed and chuckled when he realized it was only tickling. And Min-Su was SO embarassed, because "Young-Il" was his elder and had kinda earned everyone's respect after what he did to Thanos. So he walked up to Young-Il later and asked him to not tell anyone what he'd seen. And the Frontman just chuckled and was like - "It's okay. Just between you and me, I'm also rather ticklish myself-" And omg Min-Su DIED of embarrassment (but In-Ho was actually being so sweet)
SO this one is actually based off your HC about Gemuja because I loved it and it just seemed so canon to me. Okay so Gemuja traces people's palms when they are anxious. So, when she saw Min-Su really upset over Se-Mi's death, her motherly instinct kicked in and the boi became another one of her "children". Anyways, she offered to trace his palm and he agreed. And he tried to hold back his sighs of content at first, but Gemuja just smiled and said - "Oh, you don't need to hold back your reaction. Your not nearly as bad as Young-Sik- he always starts laughing and tries to pull his hand away - he's quite ticklish". And Min-Su, his brain not properly functioning due to how relaxed and loved he felt, was like - "Oh, I'm ticklish in other places..." What can I say, he wanted tickles
Okay that's it. Sorry it took so long - I just had a random surge of ideas so now it's finally out.
Okay hope you enjoyed gigglers! (:
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One of the scariest things I ever did was share my tickle fics with the internet. But it's also been one of the most gratifying, freeing, overall best experiences of my life. Opening the door to sharing my plethora of tickle thoughts and fandom fics has been such an amazing journey. I've gotten to connect and become friends with people I never would have had the privilege to meet otherwise. And I finally found my people, after a childhood of thinking I was alone.
So, if you're a new fic writer or fan artist or just new to the tickle scene in general and don't know where to start, I'd say the best way is to just go for it. Do it. Share the thing. Start the conversation. It's scary, yes, but absolutely rewarding, too.
I couldn't be happier that I did it myself.
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That you for the tag ryoko!
I think you give off cookie-dough vibes! It's sweet but mellow/not overpowering and has fun little bits of cookie dough inside like little sweet surprises that enhance the flavor even more! And is overall a classic favorite/go-to! You're amazing!
Tagging: @mizukiakiyamacoded @sleepy--anon @sunsetsandsunshine @saturnzskyzz @anxious-lee @aninabanina6969 @veryblushyswitch
new tag game!!
i’ve just always wanted to try and start a tag game so uh yeah :D
…what flavor of ice cream is the person who tagged you?
@notthesodaa @ribbitingconversation @lowercaserowan @yosefinthetrenches @janenotbirkin @residentoddity (and any of my other moots) (no pressure!)
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OMG IM SO SORRY I DIDNT REALIZE THAT REQUESRS WERE CLOSED EJSJSSJAM
HAHA! YOU'RE SO GOOD! if you were the Lee!tatta request I UNDERSTAND! I will add it to the list! But I do have a lee!tatta fic and a few more AIB fics in my masterlist!!
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I am not taking requests at the moment but Trust me it's on the list! If anything too my commissions are open if you want anything from there! Everything should be up on my page but its on my list! <3
The actor for Chishiya (Nijirō Murakami) has the CUTEST giggles in the entire world and I immediately need to write a fic about lee!chishiya because omg! I- my heart I love him so much! 🥹🥹🥹
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AHHH OMG THANK YOUU!
And EEE REALLY? IN THE TROPHY TAG! THANK YOU! THATS SO EXCITING!
I'm glad you liked it! 💕💖
Season 3 comes out in 22 days! Im scared and excited! I dont want it to end! Im feeling all the emotions all at once so im writing this!
This is inspired by the bestie @sleepy--anon she did one with these characters yesterday so check it out!! Her work is fabulous!!
People in this: Lee!Young-sik, Ler!Hyun-Ju (platonic!!)
Tw: Cursing, and this is a tickle fic, as are all my fics, so if you don't like it that's all good just keep scrolling thank you! :]
I'm sorry if this is rusty! I haven't done this in a while!
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Young-Sik Hates Sharing
It was a bad hand he was dealt. Young-sik gambled too much thinking he could help his mom, if he only won, even once, he had faith. Unfortunately, that glimmer of hope turned into a nightmare of debt and dangerous people who threatened him daily and were now making remarks at the one person he cared about the most, his mother. He stayed away from their house after that, against his longing for home, he thought if he stayed away, and found the money somehow, he could keep them both safe.
That's when the salesman found him. He played Ddakji with the man and when he finally won he got cash! Real money! Money he earned! The recruiter offered him what he did to them all; the chance to win more money if he played more kids' games. It felt too good to be true, but he had to try! Scam or not, he did stick to his word and gave him money. He had nothing to lose anyway.
He called the man back and that's how he ended up here. But why the hell was his mom here? "Momma!" He readjusted his glasses in disbelief as if he was hallucinating this interaction. "Mom! What are you doing here?! You shouldn't be in a place like this. Are you insane?!" They argued for a bit before listening to the instructions.
Its been 3 days now, or so, time is pointless in this place. They've been through a lot together and even formed a little team! It's been absolute chaos and after that last game, he never wanted to be separated from his mother again. Yet here he sat, on the steps by her bed waiting for her to come back from socializing. A sour face on as he watched her talk to Jun-hee player 222. He glared watching as she mothered another person.
"You've been staring an awful long time" Hyun-Ju stated, her voice soft behind him yet it still startled the man.
He exhaled and turned his attention towards her before looking back at his mom "Shes my mom, im allowed to" he sounded salty which made Hyun-Ju smirk a little, showing some emotion for the first time after the last terrible game. His attitude reminded her of an angry toddler who's mom was showing more love to his friend then him.
"Are you angry with her?" She asked trying to bait him into saying how he really feels.
"What!? No! Never! She's my mother! I would never be mad at her" he spoke as if she said something truly unbelievable. He took the bait like she knew he would. It took him a minute but finally opened up to her.
"Look, it has nothing to do with you or anyone here...its just...it's always been the two of us, for as long as I can remember...and I guess im not used to other people in the picture" He looked back over at her and sighed as he watched her laugh at something someone in Gi-hun's group said.
"So you're jealous?" She spoke matter-of-factly, leaning closer to him.
"Im not–huh...am I?" He asked her, whipping his head around to look her in the eyes, as if to confirm that it is what he's feeling.
She giggled gently at that. "It sounds like it to me"
He took a deep breath before continuing his thoughts out loud. "I just...I don't like sharing! She's my momma!"
Hyun-Ju laughed hard at that one. "Momma's boy!" She teased him as he crossed his arms.
"So what! She's all I–ah!" He let out a high-pitched squeak as Hyun-Ju's nail poked his ribs from the back. He moved away and looked back at her. "Don't do that!" He glared at her fixing his glasses.
She smirked and moved closer to him wiggling her fingers "Don't do what huh? Don't tell me you're ticklish Young-sik?" She knew the answer she just wanted to mess with him a bit.
"I'm not!"
"Oh, you're not huh? You can't be right because you're so strong and brave, you have to be to take care of your mom, you can't possibly have such a weakness" She got closer with every sentence as he tried backing away. A wobbly smile already gracing his features.
"Don't you dare!" He was smart enough to know he'd never win against her in any physical battle so all he could do was try to defend himself. Scooting backward was his demise though. He got trapped between the stairs and his mom's bed. "Hyun-Ju! Come on! Be nice!" He spoke trying to give her a 'have mercy' face.
She smiled more and shook her head no "You need this, you've been sulking all day!" Before he could retaliate her hands gently squeezed up and down his rib bones. He squeaked again, more loudly this time, as he started to squirm, his body moving on his own.
"HYUHUuhun-JUHUhUu!!–" His laughter was high-pitched and all over the place, exactly like his frantic personality, it fit him perfectly.
"Your laugh suits you" she teased as she moved to his stomach seeing as the area because slightly exposed due to his squirming. Her nails dragged along the bottom of it under his belly button. This made him jump slightly and try to protect that area. His laughter turned to giggles rather quickly.
"Quihihit ihihit!" He didn't want to admit it and he probably never will but they both knew, he was having fun.
"Oooo this is a fun spot! All giggly just from my little nails~" she smirked as his ears turned red
"Yohohou're embahaharising me!" He spoke through his giggles trying to sound tough.
"Aww am I? Too bad!" She laughed a little with him before moving her tickly fingers back up to his underarms. He slammed them down quickly.
"NOhAHAha!" He threw his head back laughing, the motion causing his glasses to fall off, now he can't see.
"That was a reaction! We're getting close to the main spot, I can feel it!" She smirked feeling proud of herself and happy that she could make him smile. "Tickle Tickle Tickle~" she teased as he lost it again.
"I CahaHANT!" He squeaked again as she tried to get her hands out.
"You gotta let my hahands out if you want it to stop Young-sik" she giggled as he tried to open his arms enough to let her out. Once she got free she smirked letting him catch his breath for a minute.
He exhaled before she wiggled all ten digits onto his neck. The momma's boy let out the biggest squeal of the century, so loud that I'm sure even Jun-ho heard it on the boat he was on looking for that very island.
"AHAHAHAHA! NOHOHO IHIHHIT TIHIHIHICKLES! HYUN-JU! PLEHEHEHEHEASE! PLEHEHEHEHEASE!"
She smiled big time and continued "I told you I'd find it"
"IHIHITS SOHOHO BAHAHAD"
She smirked and continued as his mom heard his laughter from a mile away, she started walking over there.
"HYUHUUHUN-JUHUH–" he snorted in the middle of it "HAHAHA!"
"Did you just snort? Thats priceless!" She smiled and continued a little longer before Geum-ja broke it up. Young-sik caught his breath and Hyun-Ju smiled.
"How dare you!" He said jokingly.
"Learning how to share your mom means learning the way siblings work, tickles are apart of the deal, especially when you're being a brat"
"I was not being a brat!"
"You want round two?"
"No ma'am! Im good!"
They both laughed together at that as he put his glasses back on.
"Hey, Hyun-Ju?" He asked gently. She tilted her head softly in question.
"Hmm?"
"Maybe sharing my mom isn't such a bad thing...especially if that means you get to be my nuna..."
She smiled softly as he called her his older sister. Family runs thicker than blood and if that meant he needed to share his mom with someone else then he'd happily do it for Hyun-Ju.
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I don't know Korean so I'm so sorry if that last part was wrong! Correct me if necessary! I just looked it up and that's what it said the males use to reference an older sister!
Regardless I hope you enjoyed!! Take care of yourselves and all the love my friends! <3
-K :]
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THATS ADORABLE!!! OMGG!!! I LOVE IT!!
Accidentally reunited
A/N: Requested by @stay-123 and @ryoko-loves-roses amongst some others! I have NEVER written for Jun-ho before, let alone a brother-brother dynamic, so I apologise if it's mischaracterised! Also sorry this took so long eek-
Summary: In-ho has his suspicions that there's an imposter amongst his Guards. After calling them to his quarters and speaking with them personally, he quickly realises there's something more...familiar, underfoot.
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In-ho removed his mask and sat down in front of the many, many cameras from the safety of his room.
It had been a long day- sure, he didn’t exactly have to lift a finger most of the time, not when he had so many Guards under his management- but sometimes the constant orders and maintenance became a mental exhaustion.
He took a sip from the whiskey glass next to him, fingers tracing absentmindedly against the chipped-crystal patterns as he surveyed the live footage of the now-empty game room that had hosted Dalgona.
Blood was already starting to dry, bow-tied coffins of the last to be eliminated being stacked onto the forklifts- just another aftermath of yet another death game. He’d seen hundreds, sat with multiple VIP’s and humoured them, flicked through different angles and replayed them even days after, just for his own sick fascination- but right now, he wasn’t focused on the fallout. No, he was focused on something entirely different. A Guard.
Specifically- Guard 029.
The Guards hired for the games were meticulous. Professional, even. Slip-ups were something that were few and far between, and even then, usually induced by a desperate player acting out. It was incredibly rare for a guard to fall short due to their own incompetence, which is why Guard 029 was…interesting.
It wasn’t overly obvious. The Guard wasn’t falling over their own feet or wandering off into prohibited areas. They weren’t shooting off bullets at random or getting into dramatic fist-fights with their superior.
But it was enough.
The way they would linger at their post for too long, almost as if they didn’t know their role. The way they would miss cues, even if just by a few seconds. The way they would occasionally swivel their head, observing the game arenas like everything was unfamiliar, like they just…weren’t supposed to be there.
Because they weren’t.
In-ho wasn’t stupid. He wouldn’t be the damn Frontman if he was. He picked up on the odd behaviour of Guard 029 within hours- but he wasn’t completely heartless. People had bad days, and the guards were ultimately just that- people. Not only that, but his Guards were precious to him; the time it took to train one up, to desensitize them to their new occupation, to have them familiarised with literally killing the innocent? Well, he could let the odd mistake fly every now and then.
However, the longer he observed Guard 029’s confused demeanour, the harder it was for him to ignore. It quickly became less of an inconvenience and more a downright annoyance. It would only be a matter of time before they fucked up in front of a player, or forgot themselves during a game, potentially ruining everything.
No- he had to deal with this abnormality himself.
Guard 029 stood before him. For a moment, the two other Guards who had escorted them in waited obediently at either side of the door, backs straight and awaiting their next orders.
Deep in thought, In-ho just watched Guard 029 from his chair. Studying his posture, demeanour (or, what he could gather with the mask over Guard 029’s face), anything that could give him an ‘in’ as to why they were slipping up so much.
He stood slowly, taking a few purposeful steps toward as if sizing him up. Without even turning to the two other Guards, he gave a stern ‘leave us’, and there was another stretch of silence as they wordlessly turned to walk back to whatever post they were assigned to next.
It was only when the marching of their boots faded down the hall completely that In-ho finally spoke directly to Guard 029.
‘Guard 029’
‘Sir’
In-ho immediately got into it. He never exchanged pleasantries or personal information with Guards if he could help it, they were his underlings and there was no need to have friendly conversation with them- it wasn’t beneficial.
‘Would you care to explain to me your…incompetence?’ His voice was low and gravelly from the built-in voice changer nestled in his mask, giving him a further air of intimidation.
Guard 029 stiffened ever so slightly, but In-ho was naturally observant. He pieced together almost instantly that Guard 029 wasn’t just incompetent- they were guilty. Hiding something.
He played along. He could pretend, lure the Guard into a false sense of security, make them think this was nothing but a quick ‘get it together’ and they’d be sent on their way; because now he’d realised something deeper was underfoot? That this really was an impostor? Oh, this would be fun. In-ho smirked ever so slightly under his mask.
Guard 029 thought quick on their feet.
‘I apologise, sir. I think I must’ve had a bad reaction to something I ate. I have not been performing at my best. I will be more mindful when carrying out my duties’
In-ho could’ve laughed. What a truly, awfully terrible excuse. And that forced formal tone of voice? That robotic dialogue, like they were trying too hard? Oh, it was too good.
Time to mess with the little rat.
If it had been a normal Guard, a real one, In-ho would’ve chastised them and issued a light punishment. But this wasn’t a real Guard. They didn’t know how things worked around here, clearly. In-ho could do anything he wanted to them, and they’d just assume it was the standard punishment- how on Earth would they know any better?
‘A bad reaction, hm?’ he mused, manipulating the Guard into thinking he’d actually fallen for such a ridiculous lie.
‘Yes, sir’ was the faux-obedient reply.
‘You poor thing. Where does it hurt? Here?’ and suddenly In-ho took a brisk step forward and jabbed the Guard in the stomach. Not hard enough to hurt, just to catch them off-guard.
The Guard yelped and jumped, obviously not having expected that.
‘A-ah! Sir?’
‘Or here?’
Another jab, this time to the taut muscles in Guard’s side. Again, the Guard jumped, more violently this time.
‘Eheheh- sir! Wh-what-?’
In-ho paused, hand still in mid-air preparing to jab again. That noise- a laugh?
‘What was that?’ He asked, artificially-deepened voice thickening with amusement. He knew full well what that was- poor little Guard 029 was ticklish. In-ho hadn’t intended to tickle, just ‘rough them up’ a bit before escalating to something harsher (they were an imposter, after all- it’s not like he could let them back out into the games) but now…Maybe he could extract some information in a less-lethal way.
‘I’ll ask again- what was that?’
The Guard’s body language was noticeably more tense, hands slightly up by their sides protectively. They were nervous- good.
‘It was nothing, sir’
In-ho snorted to himself.
‘Didn’t sound like nothing’ he retorted, and without giving the Guard further chance to recover, grabbed hold of the their side and squeezed rapidly.
The Guard yelped before dissolving into frantic laughter, involuntarily grabbing In-ho’s wrist, only for In-ho to squeeze at his other side with his free hand. The Guard twisted this way and that, trying to pry In-ho’s wrists away but their laughter was weakening them.
‘AHAHAahahahAHha! fuHUHUCK!’
In-ho paused again, partly to let the Guard catch their breath but mainly for a… startling revelation. That laugh- squeaky, panicked, utterly helpless- it reminded him of…
Jun-ho.
But no, it couldn’t be. Sure, before he’d left his family with nothing as much as a ‘goodbye’, Jun-ho had been training to be a Police officer, but he’d never have thought his little brother would’ve ended up in a place like this. How had he even found the Island? How had he made it this far in the first place- gotten his hands on a Guard uniform, infiltrated the games successfully?
He felt a sick sense of pride despite the situation at how determined and clever his little brother obviously was. Well, he was always a smart little shit, but this was another level entirely.
But, realistically, he knew he didn’t have enough to go on to make a concrete decision. He could just ask the Guard to remove their mask, but that wasn’t how In-ho operated. That would be too easy, a handful of low-hanging fruit he knew he was better than to pick. He would just have to make the Guard laugh more.
Guard 029, having caught his breath now the tickling had stopped, hands still grasping In-ho’s wrists as if that would stop him, choked out an indignant ‘What are you doing?’
‘Oh, no ‘sir’ this time? Gotten bold, have we? Forgotten your place?’
‘S-sorry, sir, I just- I mean, you just caught me by surprise’ The ‘Guard’ hastily tried to rectify their mistake. They added a quick ‘sir’ afterwards for good measure.
In-ho could’ve continued embarrassing the Guard, make them spiral in circles in an attempt to save themselves, but no- he had a job to do.
‘Hold still’.
And just like that, the hands at Guard 029’s waist began squeezing again, In-ho’s fingers curling more purposefully into the curves in that ticklish way he knew his Jun-ho hated. The same way he’d use on him when he was being too mouthy, or just when he wanted to hear him laugh. Honestly, he never really needed a reason to tickle Jun-ho before all this- just playing his role as older brother was enough.
And, just as expected, Guard 029 squealed, a leg kicking out that In-ho only just managed to dodge.
‘HEHEHEHEY! STOHOHOHOP!’
An embarrassing snort came from Guard 029 amidst his laughter and that’s when In-ho knew for certain that, yep, this was his little brother. That same brother who he’d hold when he scraped a knee or got picked on at school, that same brother who would fall asleep on his shoulder on long journeys and vehemently deny it the moment he woke up. That same brother who he loved more than anything but who simultaneously managed to get on his very last nerve.
And just like that, all thoughts of harsher punishments were out the window, long forgotten. This wasn’t extracting information anymore, this was just…fun. For him, obviously.
He forced himself to move past the absolute shock (that’s a problem for future In-ho) and doubled down, following Jun-ho to the floor when the younger man’s knees buckled from the sensations shooting through his sides.
With ease, Jun-ho was pushed gently onto his back, a hand still squeezing his waist at any given time. His uncoordinated thrashing and flailing through hysterics just made it easier for In-ho to topple him over.
‘STOHOhohoHOP IHIHIT! WHA-AHAHAH-WHAHAHAT ARE YOU DOHOhohoING?!’
‘You don’t need to worry about that’ came the flat reply.
Jun-ho, ten minutes ago, wouldn’t have believed in his wildest dreams that he’d be in this position right now. Being fucking tickled by the Frontman. His mission to find his older brother utterly derailed by two gloved hands kneading into his sides. He needed to find a way out of this- who knew what these sadists were doing to In-ho right now?
He kicked out his legs and his mind turned to nothing but static, all thoughts of his quest abandoned when The Frontman’s hands moved to the centre of his stomach and scrunched into his abs. It tickled horrendously, and he gave a very undignified shriek, attempting to curl in on himself which only served to trap The Frontman’s hands.
‘You’re not helping yourself, 029’
In-ho was full-on grinning behind his mask now at this display. His fingers were formed into mean claws, his strong digits practically massaging the laughter out of the unsuspecting Jun-ho. Knowing that this cackling mess beneath him was his little brother made him feel a strange kind of warmth in his chest he honestly never thought he’d feel again.
‘LEHeheHET ME GOHOHO!’
In-ho had to stop himself from laughing- actually laughing- at how familiar that outburst was, even with the voice-altering mechanism behind Jun-ho’s mask.
‘How could I have hired such a ticklish Guard, hm?’ he spoke, not really caring if the writhing man beneath him was paying attention. ‘I think it would be a liability to let you back out there, 029. What if a player found out about this?’ His hands moved up to Jun-ho’s lower ribs and vibrated into the grooves, ‘You’d be decommissioned within seconds. I can’t have such a target just walking amongst the games’ he used his knuckles to grate up and down the full length of the younger man’s ribcage, eliciting somehow even more frantic laughter. ‘You understand, right?’
He talked so casually it was almost as if they were sitting across each other in a coffee shop. Even with the intimidating voice changers and imbalance of power, for a moment everything was forgotten- the island, the games, the players. Just laughter, even if it wasn’t exactly…conventional.
‘SeheheRIOUSLY! STAHAhahaHaP!’ in an act of desperation, Jun-ho released one of In-ho’s wrists and flung his hand forward in an attempt to push his assailant off.
Despite being a trained Police officer, the older man was equally as trained and shot a forearm up to his chest to deflect and push right back. As he applied pressure onto Jun-ho’s arm, the younger man flailed at just the right moment; causing In-ho to end up unintentionally jostling the bottom of his brother’s circle mask.
Jun-ho’s laughter reduced into breathy giggles when In-ho, in nostalgic shock, froze. The lower half of the Police officer’s face had been exposed from the light scuffle and his smile was on full display. A red flush peeked out just below the fabric, from both embarrassment and laughing so hard. That same helpless smile from before everything.
But if anything- it was the sound. The voice-changer was no longer altering his voice and his giggling was clear, free, the same laugh that was undeniably Jun-ho.
‘Th-thihis is stuhuhupid…’ Came the Officer’s protest, although there was no bite behind it due to the residual giggles that would keep infuriatingly breaking through. ‘J-just let me go baha-back to my post-!’
The frontman took a moment to get himself together before cocking his head slightly to the side, the emotionless mask angled in a way that reflected the light before saying a ‘didn’t you hear what I just said?’
He saw Jun-ho’s mouth fall slightly in confusion. He chuckled darkly, and when he spoke again his words were punctuated with a painless yet sharp poke to the stomach-
‘I can’t let you back out there. You’re just- *jab* ‘too-‘ *jab* ‘embarrassingly’ *jab* ‘ticklish’- and with that, both hands came fully back to Jun-ho’s ribs, kneading and squeezing with purpose, sending the man back into hysterics.
‘-AHAHAHA! NOHOHOhohoOO! NO MOHOHORE!’
In-ho grinned broadly behind his mask at the sight of Jun-ho’s face, flushing once again (or, at least, what he could see of it), his mouth wide in bright laughter.
The games could wait. Deciding what to do with ‘Guard 029’ could wait.
Right now?
His whole focus was on his little brother, just like old times.
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