#familial bonding

[witchy-giggles]

Laughter is the Best Medicine, Afterall. (Squealing Santa 2k22)

A/N: Hello hello @eclipsetickles tis I, you’re no-longer-a-secret squealing santa! I wanted to get this to you towards the end of Christmas day, as a last present for you. I hope you had a festive holiday, and I hope you enjoy your gift. When I saw your prompts and fandoms, I knew what I had to do and I had so much fun writing this.

Special thanks to @hypahticklish again for hosting this year, it was so much fun!!

Fandom: Fruits Basket 

Pairing: Lee!Shigure, Ler!Hatori (platonic)

Prompt(s): "Accidental Tickles"  " 'Why do I never hear you laugh?' "  "Person 1 pesters person 2 until they've had it"

Summary: Shigure avoids his checkups and Hatori has had it. So he decides to show up unannounced before Shigure has a chance to run away this time. But Shigure isn’t going to make Hatori’s job easy for him, and Hatori says that just won’t do.

Word Count: 1,509

Warnings: This is a tickle fic, if you don’t like then don’t read. Also mild warning for mild swearing.

Also found on Ao3 ( https://archiveofourown.org/works/43722927 )

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Having your family doctor be someone who was, in fact, a part of your family came with a lot of perks in Shigure’s eyes. Being seen for any illness or injury at any time, getting expert medical advise with nothing more than a simple phone call, and of course never having to pay for anything. But unfortunately for the writer, having your cousin and one of your best friends as your personal doctor also came with some drawbacks. Such as now, when he was trying to relax but Hatori had shown up unannounced, claiming that Shigure was overdue for a checkup so the doctor had shown up now so Shigure couldn’t run away and avoid it. Shigure had pointed out it was quite rude of Hatori to just assume the grey-haired male was purposefully avoiding the blackette… it was true, but still quite rude.

So that’s how they got here, Hatori having to resort to sit on Shigure’s lap so that the novelist couldn’t run away while the doctor checked his vitals, mentally preparing for what was yet to come. “Oh Haa-san, no! We mustn't, my heart belongs to another!” Shigure said with his normal over-dramatic flair, back of his hand pressed to his forehead while Hatori took his blood pressure, causing the doctor to sigh deeply. Sometimes, he wondered why he put up with his cousin…

“Shut up, and stop moving. You’re making this difficult.” Hatori chastised, not in the mood to play Shigure’s silly games. The doctor reached for the blood pressure cuff, not able to get a proper reading with his cousin moving around like he was and needing to readjust. He didn’t trust Shigure to not make things even more difficult, and grabbed the other male’s upper arm rather suddenly. Shigure jumped with a soft yelp and the two sat in silence for a few moments before Hatori finally spoke up. “What was that?”

“N-Nothing! You just surprised me is all, Haa-san.” Shigure stuttered out with a small chuckle. Hatori didn’t quite believe it, mostly due to the slight blush he swore he could see creeping on the novelist’s face. But, he didn’t comment on his suspicions, just readjusting the blood pressure cuff so he could get a proper reading.

“Stop moving around and I won’t have to startle you again.” Shigure stayed still for a while this time, letting Hatori jot down the proper information he needed for his records. Afterwards, the equipment was put away and a stethoscope was pulled out instead. Not believing his cousin would behave, Hatori moved Shigure’s dark green kimono out of the way to expose his chest, so that Hatori could more easily listen to his heart. Shigure couldn’t help but react now, raising his sleeve to his his face and looking off to the side to feign embarrassment. 

“So forceful, Haa-san..” Hatori narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath. He didn’t bother dignifying that with a response, simply pressing the cold metal to Shigure’s chest. The younger Sohma stiffened and yelped softly, and now Hatori was certain of the color spreading over his cheeks. 

“You can deal with the cold, since you want to keep bratting off.”

“But Hatori-” 

“I don’t want to hear your excuses.” Hatori cut off his younger, listening intently to his heartbeat instead. Once he had what he needed, he moved the stethoscope to Shigure’s back, catching him by surprise. A small snicker left Shigure this time, but he covered up by coughing immediately after, and then tried to push Hatori away. What in the world was going through Shigure’s.. Oh. Oh. 

A smirk spread over Hatori’s lips as he held Shigure firm. “Come now, I’m just trying to listen to your lungs.” He claimed, wrapping his free arm around Shigure’s back to hold him closer, resting his fingers on the other’s waist. This caused Shigure’s breath to hitch, but whatever protest he had quickly died in his lips as Hatori started to wiggle his fingers a little. The cursed Sohma audibly held back laughter as he wiggled in his older cousin’s grip, causing Hatori to click his tongue. “Still won’t stay still? I suppose it can’t be helped.”

Hatori pulled the medical device away from Shigure, giving him a brief reprieve before Shigure was suddenly pushed onto his back. Hatori was hovering above him now, no longer hiding his smirk from earlier. “If you can’t stay still, I suppose we’ll just have to wait until you can.” He rolled up his sleeves, before  starting to lazily trail his fingers over Shigure’s exposed flesh, causing the younger to squirm and snicker. 

“Hat-tori, don’t.” He whined, trying to push his elder off of him. 

“Don’t? I’m just giving my cousin a check-up.” Hatori never stopped moving his fingers, focusing on what spots got Shigure to squirm the most, and what spots seemed to have very little reaction. Once satisfied with his “examination”, he spoke again. “Shigure, why do I never hear you laugh?”

“I lahaugh all the t-time.” Shigure protested, still vigilantly trying to hold back his laughter for the sake of his pride at this point.

“Not genuinely. Not since we were kids.” Hatori disagreed. “I think I know just how to fix that.” That was all the warning Shigure received before ten fingers were scribbling along his sides, causing the dog of the zodiac to throw his head back and howl with laughter. 

“Hatohohori stohop!” He pleaded, but the dragon held firm.

“If you aren’t staying still for your checkup, then it must be because you have too much energy pent up inside you. This seems to be the best way to tire you out.” 

“I wohon’t move anymohohore I’m sohorry!”

“Awe, you’re sorry now? Is that so? You weren’t all the times I asked you to stay still.” Hatori stopped tickling with one hand and instead grabbed Shigure’s wrist, forcing it above his head so the older could have easier access. He walked his fingers slowly up Shigure’s side before attacking his unprotected armpit, much to the novelist’s dismay as he laughter shot up a few octaves.

“HatoHORIHI NOHOT THERE!”

“Where? Here? Does it tickle too much? Poor thing.” He cooed, mock sympathy dripping from his voice.

Shigure’s free hand tried to cover up his vulnerable side, but any time he started doing so too well, Hatori would simply switch which side he was assaulting to make him lower his guard. He tried to buck the family doctor off, or tried to roll out of his grip, but he was just too weak while he was thrashing around like this, and Hatori held firm. “FUHUHUCK YOU!” 

Hatori paused, looking at Shigure with a raised eyebrow. “What did you just say to me?” Shigure didn’t respond right away, too busy catching his breath. Hatori let this go on for a bit longer, not wanting to accidentally kill his cousin, and when it seemed Shigure was breathing better, he repeated the question with a tone that demanded Shigure respond.

“I… didn’t say anything. You’re mind must just be going with your old age.”

“Say that again.” Hatori demanded once more, speaking slow with a dangerous tone.

“I said you’re an old ma-AHAN! Gah, HatoHOHORI NOHO! PLEHEHEHEASE!” Shigure begged. Hatori had let go of the captive arm, only to drill both thumbs into Shigure’s hip bones. Always a weak spot, one that left the grey-haired male unable to do much more than laugh and squirm.

“Apologize for for interfering with my work.”

“I’M SOHOHORRY!”

“Say you won’t do it again.”

“I-I WOHON’T I SWEHEHEAR!”

“And agree that I won’t have to hunt you down next time you need a checkup.”

“OKAY OKAHAHAY! HATOHORIHIHI PLEHEASE!”

“Good.” The doctor praised, releasing his grip on Shigure’s hips. “Just one last thing to solidify this in your mind.” Shigure’s kimono had come undone slightly in his squirming, and Hatori was still feeling uncharacteristically playful. So, while Shigure laid on the ground catching his breath, the blackette leaned down. Shigure only had enough time to comprehend hearing Hatori take a deep breath, before he felt lips pressed against his flesh, and then he was laughing again as Hatori blew a raspberry on his stomach.

Hatori got off of Shigure after that, leaving him panting on the ground for a few minutes before coming back with a glass of water that was sat next to the still panting male. “Drink that when you’re able, and then gather yourself so I can finish conducting your checkup. I trust you to know what will happen if you try to impede this any further.” Shigure nodded his understanding quickly, not wanting to risk a repeat. “And on that note, since you seemed to have in fact grown more ticklish than since we were kids, I promise you that will be my go to reprimand from now on for any missed treatment, and any annoyances during them.” 

Shigure groaned with a pout, but nodded. “You’re such a bully, Haa-san.”

“Yes, yes.” Hatori said dismissively, putting his stethoscope back on. “Now, let’s continue, shall we?”

[irlmango]

Andromeda doesn't know how Regulus died, she wasn't even aware he was dead. Thought just to be missing after the first world war ended, and after Sirius's arrest she started to believe that everyone in her family had become evil. That she was left behind by them all. Not until Harry tells her. It's after the war, they've both lost so much but Harry finds a home with her and Teddy and he slowly finds comfort in the grandmother of his godson. He tells her stories of his adventures, but never the pain or hurt he went through. He doesn't want to ruin the happy space they've created. Though Andromeda knows he's hiding a lot she never pushes him, just always there as a listening ear or a commentator.

But one day he decides to share his pain, and in return she shares hers. Their stories were shared with tears and sorrow but they had each other always there to comfort the other. But when Harry tells her about the locket horcrux and how he found it, she broke down. Usually a stronger person for the younger boy, always providing some support to him when he shares his memories. And yet when he recited the note that regulus left, she shattered. After so many decades without any answers and everything based on assumptions that she had to create for desperate means, she almost couldn't believe that her baby cousin was gone because he was fighting Voldemort. Her memories of him replaying in her head, he was so small and so... young. More pain pilled up on her shoulders as she thinks of the small, no more than 18 years old, boy alone and lost in a world that he couldn't believe in. She was supposed to be there for him, she was his family

[theautismgoblin]

Okay so I'm thinking of making my first animatic ever!!

I want the song to be "I Hear a Symphony" by Cody Fry. The song would be an animatic of A Hat in Time as well, specifically the relationship/friendship (*cough* family) of Hat Kid and Snatcher.

I feel like the song fits stupidly well to the characters, especially how Hat Kid just kinda bursts into Snatcher's life, and changes everything. How he's been stuck doing the same old same old of keeping Vanessa at bay and taking care of the Subconites, and keeping out all intruders.

Then this Girl shows up, falls into his trap and stays unafraid of him. Is sassy as crud, and somehow worms her way into his heart.

This whole things comes together even more when you remember the nursery in the manor that was clearly put there with love and affection which would has been the Prince's doing most likely as Vanessa doesn't strike me as a Mom.

The song "I hear a Symphony" is entirely about pure love, the kind of love is vague, but it's the kind that make you full of joy, the kind that makes you wanna spend time with another, to help them in any way they need, the kind that could be either platonic or romantic. It's just pure love for another.

So that's what I'm working on, hope y'all like the idea!!!!

Here's the storyboards so far!!

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

best thing about batman is that he's a superficially grimdark character, gothic & brooding & angst ridden etc..........but then it turns out he has a million hobbies, regularly goes on adventures with his besties, and has a dozen adopted kids he's raising with his devoted foster dad. good for him

[crunchcrunchteacakes]

[donitkitt]

more......of them

[aerequets]

this was a commission for a very sweet person you know who you are 🥹 strong yor ™️

[tazuransi]

doodles of a loidyor fanchild i made a while back… never gave him a name but james is a strong contender because i am NOT naming him ludwig

[starry-bi-sky]

I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt

“Woah. You look like shit."

Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.

The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.

"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."

And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.

The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.

If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.

"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.

"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.

"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.

The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.

He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."

There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.

"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."

Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"

"Daniel? Is that you?"

His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.

[linkerarts]

Just a little idea I had waiting in my phone notes 😊🥜

[notherpuppet]

Young Seraphim

[beelittle]

It’s christmas and i needed to get something out

So here’s the forger family, in all their slightly disastrous holiday spirit.

[violent138]

Damian: "Red Hood has a pretty severe concussion. What do I do?"

Tim: "Extraction's still ten minutes out, just keep him talking."

Damian, urgently pressing the comm: "I don't want to talk to him, he's even more insufferable than usual."

Jason, lying on the ground, eyes closed: "That's funny Junior, because head trauma's the only thing that makes you bearable."

Damian, to Tim: "I'm leaving. It won't be the first time we've had a closed casket."

Tim, groaning disgustedly: "Robin--ugh, seriously, just stay there and keep him awake."

Damian, seething even more when he sees Jason's smirk: "Fine."

Jason, cracking open one eye: "Aww, are you concerned about me?"

Damian: "Shut up. The only thing I'm concerned about is our family's reputation after your public wipeout on that stupid motorcycle."

Jason:

Damian: "Are you still awake?" *kicks him* "Todd?"

Jason, grinning: "You said our family."

Damian, furious: "I didn't. You've lost more brain cells than you could afford."

Jason: "Wait 'till Tim hears, I think he'll want a group hug. Bruce is probably going to get emotionally constipated. Dickie would probably cry--"

Damian, panicking as he hears the Batmobile get closer: "Stop. Do not tell him--"

Jason: "You better erase every single fucking video of me crashing then."

Damian: "You have a deal."

[manzanamarim]

Spy x’s your Family or whatever

Originals below the cut <3 I love them lots

[lydia-ling]

I'm at SPYxFamily ch 85 and I drew this because I'm growing old waiting for a Twilight vs Thorn Princess set up. It will happen one day, right? :( (Read left to right >>>)

[neapenning]

Mixed "nuts" 🥜