#please don’t read too much into it gahahahaha

[dog-eat-dog-world]

so thoughtful….

[intheticklecloset]

Haikyuu!! Sentence Starters #51-60

A collection of the Haikyuu sentence starters I’ve done, compiled for the sake of ease. These are all stand-alone stories.

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51) Lee Yachi, Ler Kageyama

“Are you…scared of me?” Kageyama asked, staring at Yachi, who appeared to be trembling under his intense gaze. He tried to soften his look. “I won’t hurt you. You know that, right?”

Yachi nodded. “I know. It’s just…y-you’re so tall, and…and I did watch you fight with Hinata that one time, and…”

“I’m still sorry about that.”

“I know.” Yachi brushed some hair behind her ear. “I’m sorry. I’m not afraid of you, really.”

Kageyama considered a moment. “Is there anything I can do to help you not be so intimidated?” When she only shrugged in reply, he got down on one knee and looked up at her. “There. Now you’re taller than me. Does that help?”

Yachi blinked at him, then giggled quietly. “You’re silly. But it is nice to be taller for once.”

Kageyama felt his heart skip a beat at her smile. Without really thinking about it, he reached forward and gently squeezed her sides, grinning when she yelped and immediately began squirming. He tightened his hold instinctively, something in him rising up at her cute squeaks and giggles. Suddenly, he just wanted to be playful with her. Surely that would help her feel more at ease, right?

“K-Kahahageyama,” she whined through her giggles, curling up into a ball so that even standing up she seemed smaller than him again. “Dohohohohohon’t!”

“I didn’t know you were ticklish,” he mused, keeping a playful lilt to his voice as he pulled her closer. He got back to his feet and wrapped her in a hug from behind, still tickling gently, trying not to scare her even as he trapped her against him and pulled the sweetest laughter from her. “You’re really cute, you know?”

“I ahahaham?” she sputtered, sounding even more flustered now.

Kageyama cursed his big mouth. Did he say that out loud? Well, no going back at this point. “Yeah. Yeah, you are.”

*

52) Lee Tsukishima, Ler Tanaka

“What are we, five years old now?” Tsukki snapped as he struggled �� surprisingly – to wrestle Tanaka to the floor of the gym. “Knock it off. This is stupid.”

“You stared it, you big idiot,” Tanaka shot back. What he lacked in height he made up for in strength, and soon he was pushing the taller blonde to his knees. Tsukki looked furious, which only made his victory that much sweeter.

“Get off of me!”

“No way! You’re the one who picked a fight with me!”

Tsukki’s balance wobbled and he fell even further so he was sitting on the floor. Tanaka saw an opportunity and struck, lunging for his torso with wiggling fingers. He thought he’d seen it all with this guy, but when the blonde actually shrieked and started giggling uncontrollably, the second-year realized there was much more he had yet to learn about this annoying underclassman. He grinned wickedly. “Ticklish, huh?”

“No! I’m – I’m n-nohohohot!” Tsukki growled through his snickers, betraying himself even as he lied. “Get off of mehehehe!”

Tanaka laughed, using his newfound advantage to shove Tsukki fully to the floor. Then he straddled his waist and dug into his ribs and belly mercilessly. “Oho no, I don’t think so, Tsukki-poo.”

“Dohohohohon’t call me thahahahat!”

“What are you gonna do about it, huh?” Tanaka teased, enjoying himself far too much. “Stop me? I dare you to try, giggles!”

Tsukki snorted. Color flooded his cheeks. “Okay, okahahahay, you wihihin! I gihihive up!”

“Ah, music to my ears~” Tanaka said as he continued tickling. “But I’m afraid that’s not good enough. You’ll have to beg me for mercy, my tall, annoying friend.”

Tsukishima groaned. This was going to be a very, very long day.

*

53) Lee Ennoshita, Ler Tanaka

“Put the book down and pay attention to me!” Tanaka threw a volleyball in Ennoshita’s direction, startling his classmate into finally looking up at him. “You don’t need to read some dumb playbook when I’m standing right here showing you how to do it!”

Ennoshita blinked. “I’m sure you know what you’re doing, but it’s always good to get a second opinion.”

Tanaka growled, lunging for him. “Give it here!”

“No!” Ennoshita held the book up above his head. Having just a couple of inches on Tanaka sure came in handy sometimes. “You’ll rip it up, and I still need it.”

“Give me the book, or I swear I’ll—”

“You’ll what?” Ennoshita frowned, his patience wearing thin at this point. “Tanaka, you’re acting like a child. Knock it off.”

“A child, huh?” Tanaka grumbled, then he smirked and reached for Ennoshita’s open sides, scribbling wildly. “Then put the book down and pay attention to me, smart-aleck.”

“Hey!” Ennoshita yelped, immediately curling up in a ball of giggles, but even once he let the playbook drop to his feet, Tanaka didn’t let up. “Stohohohohop! I puhuhuhuhut it dohohohown!”

“Too late for that, bud.” Tanaka grinned, having way too much fun digging into the soft flesh of his friend’s sides, making him squeal and squirm and giggle. “You’ve got me addicted to your laughter now.”

Ennoshita’s ears went pink. “S-Shut up! Yohohohohou cahahahan’t just sahahay that so casually!”

“I can, and I did.” Tanaka went for his ribs next, enjoying the loud cry of ticklish distress he pulled from the future captain. “Deal with it, nerd.”

*

54) Lee Daichi, Ler Kuroo

“You’re totally asking for it,” Kuroo growled, pinning Daichi to the floor of the Nekoma gym, wrists crossed above his head.

Daichi smirked. “I’m not, but I’ll let you think that if it makes you feel better.”

Kuroo gripped the Karasuno captain tighter, heart pounding in his chest. Dang, if this annoying rival of his didn’t make him flustered! Well, two could play at that game. He continued to hold Daichi firmly while using his free hand to poke up and down his side.

Daichi’s smug look vanished instantly, replaced by a wide smile and eyes that looked surprised and worried all at once. “Hehehey! K-Kuroo, dohohohon’t!”

“What’s the matter, oh great captain of the ‘superior’ team?” Kuroo teased, switching from poking to pinching. “Ticklish?”

“Gahahahahaha!” Daichi squirmed on the ground, trying and failing to pull his arms down. “Stohohohohop it!”

“You didn’t answer my question.”

“Yehehehehes, I’m tihihihicklish, gehehehenius! Stohohohohohop!”

Kuroo couldn’t help but smile at the brunette, admiring the way he beamed uncontrollably, giggled quietly, squirmed helplessly. So much for making him flustered. Just watching Daichi was making Kuroo even more incoherent. He swallowed, settling himself on Daichi’s hips and using both hands to tickle his sides.

Daichi shot his arms down and tried to push him away, but was weakened by his own cackling. “Nohohohohohoho! I’m sohohohohorry, okahahahay? Lehehehet me go!”

Kuroo knew he was blushing, but he didn’t care. “No can do, Dai. You were asking for it, after all.”

*

55) Lee Hinata, Ler Kenma

“I do not blush,” Kenma muttered, eyes on his game. “Take that back.”

“But you were!” Hinata insisted, watching him closely. “You got all red as soon as I called out your crush on Kur—”

Kenma’s hand flew up to cover Hinata’s mouth. “Don’t say it.”

Hinata waved his arms and mumbled behind his gag. Kenma knew he was saying, but it’s true!

The second-year setter sighed. “I didn’t want to have to do this, Shoyo, but if you’re not going to let it go, I’ll have to make you.” That said, he pushed Hinata down onto the floor, straddling him and digging into his ribs. “Promise you’ll never say that again.”

“GAHAHAHAHA!! KENMAHAHAHAHA!!” Hinata squealed, his laughter sounding far too happy for a situation that was supposed to be in Kenma’s favor. “IT’S TRUHUHUHUHUHUE!!”

“Shut up, Shoyo!” Kenma tickled harder, determined to force his friend into silence. “Don’t say it! I don’t care if it’s true, I just don’t want you to say it!”

“BUHUHUHUHUT YOU SHOHOHOHOHOULD TEHEHEHELL HIM!! I’M SURE HE LIHIHIHIKES YOU, TOO – NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” Hinata tossed his head back as screams of laughter were ripped from his throat, his palm slapping the floor in surrender. Kenma continued blowing raspberries on his ribs, ignoring his desperate pleading. “OKAY OKAHAHAHAHAHAY!! KENMAHAHAHAHA STAHAHAHAHAP!!”

“Promise you’ll shut up about it.”

“FIHIHIHIHINE, YOU BIG BAHAHAHAHABY!! I’LL LEHEHEHEHEHET IT GO!!”

Kenma paused, allowing Hinata to catch his breath and make eye contact just long enough to realize he’d screwed up. The redhead’s eyes widened.

“I’m a big baby, huh, Shoyo?” Kenma asked evenly.

“No! No, you’re – you’re just shy, that’s all! Nothing wrong with thaha-HAHAHAHAT!! NO, KENMA!!”

Kenma shook his head, a smirk tugging at his lips. “You don’t know when to quit, do you?”

*

56) Lee Sugawara, Ler Daichi

“Please! Your laugh is so contagious!” Noya laughed along with Sugawara, who was currently on the floor of the gym shrieking his head off. The libero held his arms above his head, while Hinata and Kageyama pinned his legs to the floor. Daichi was straddling his waist, digging a single finger into the older setter’s belly button, and the rest of the team was getting a kick out of watching one of their third-years absolutely lose his mind at the very simple touch.

“STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!! PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE, I CAN’T - *snort* - CAN’T TAHAHAHAHAKE IT!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” Sugawara had his head thrown back with hysterical laughter, face and neck red, tears at the corners of his eyes. He gasped for breath, then let out another long string of his famous hyena laugh. Not being able to move at all only made it come out louder and more frantic than usual.

Daichi chuckled. “Ah, Suga. It’s so easy to take you down, isn’t it?”

“DAHAHAHAHAHAICHI STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!” Suga pleaded, on the verge of absolute madness. He shook his head to make up for his immobility everywhere else. “STOP TEHEHEHEHEASING ME!! LEHEHEHET ME GO I CAHAHAHAHAN’T HANDLE IT!!”

Finally the captain let up his assault, removing his finger from the setter’s navel and instead trailing it lightly around the area, helping his friend come down from his tickle high gently. “Breathe, Kou. Breathe.”

“You suck,” Suga gasped out, the first mirthful tear sliding down his cheek. “You suhuhuhuck so much. I hahahahate you. Ahahall of you.”

Noya, Hinata, Kageyama, and the rest of the team chuckled, knowing he didn’t mean it. The libero grinned wickedly. “Careful, Suga. You sound like you’re asking for a second round.”

“NO!!” Suga cried, finally wrenching himself free and shoving Daichi away from him. “Away from me, villains!”

Everyone laughed again.

*

57) Lee Hinata, Ler Oikawa

“You’re awfully cocky for someone who’s so ticklish.” Oikawa loomed over Hinata, a smirk on his features.

Hinata’s eyes widened. He scrambled back a step. “W-What? I’m not – who told you I was—?”

“Please, it’s not hard to figure out.” The setter waved his hand dismissively. “A great big bundle of energy who never slows down? You’re obviously going to be ticklish.”

“I – I am not!” Hinata retorted, but he knew he was already giving himself away with how jumpy he’d become. “Come at me, if you’re so sure! Come on! You don’t have the guts to lay a hand on me.”

Oikawa quirked a brow, annoyed. “No?”

“No!”

In a flash the setter had shoved Hinata up against the closest wall, grabbing his wrists and wrenching them above him so hard the redhead had to stand on his tiptoes. “Still think I don’t have the guts?”

Hinata stammered, “W-Well…m-maybe you do.”

“I’m going to tickle you until you cry,” Oikawa growled, latching his fingers onto the redhead’s hip and squeezing rapidly.

“W-Whahahahahahat?!”

“Did I stutter?”

“B-Buhuhuhuhut you cahahahahan’t—!”

“Did.” Oikawa gripped his wrists tighter. “I.” He leaned in close to Hinata’s face, forcing them to make eye contact even as the redhead giggled uncontrollably. “Stutter?”

Finally, Hinata realized defiance wasn’t going to help him here. He quickly flipped the switch and tried being submissive. “I’m sohohohohorry! Plehehehehease don’t! I dihihihidn’t mehehehean it!”

But it was far too late for that. Oikawa’s confident smirk was back now as he slid his hands further down to squeeze at his thigh. “Oh, I’m sure you did mean it, short stack. And now you’ll pay for it. Tickle, tickle~”

*

58) Lee Kageyama, Ler Atsumu

“I’m gonna tickle you until you cry.”

The words startled Kageyama, who took a step back, away from the smirking Atsumu. “Wait, what? Hold on – why?”

“Because you’re such a goody two-shoes and it drives me nuts.”

“That’s…” Kageyama turned on his heel and sprinted, hoping that he’d throw off the intimidating Miya twin just enough to make an escape. Surely he couldn’t be as fast as Hinata? Hinata caught him all the time, but that was just because he was an unnaturally speedy devil. There was no way Atsumu could—

“AGHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHO!!” Kageyama shrieked. Fingers pressed deep into his belly and vibrated, making his knees give out beneath him. He tried whirling around and pushing Atsumu away, but the blonde only shoved him to the floor and pulled his arms above his head, sitting on them and scribbling in his underarms. “Nahahahahahahaha! Plehehehehehehease, stop!”

Atsumu let out a contented sigh and smirked down at him. “Not until you laugh so hard you cry, little setter.”

Kageyama tried hard to resist, but by the time he’d finally managed to control his snickering somewhat in one spot, Atsumu would only move to another, drawing out a fresh round of hysterics. The Karasuno player was embarrassed as all get-out, but there wasn’t anything he could do except laugh and plead for mercy.

“Don’t you have a death spot somewhere?” Atsumu wondered aloud, moving down to his belly again, smirking when Kageyama snorted and burst into louder cackling. “Ah, there it is.”

“PLEHEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAHAP!! I GIHIHIHIHIHIVE!!”

“You’re not getting out of this that easily.” Atsumu laughed along with him, digging in deep. “Tickle, tickle, tickle, Tobio~”

Kageyama laughed for another few minutes before mirthful tears finally sprang to his eyes, at which point Atsumu kept to his word and stopped his playful assault, chuckling as he left the poor setter panting on the floor. Despite himself, Kageyama couldn’t stop smiling. It felt good to laugh like that.

*

59) Lee Daichi, Ler Ennoshita

“You need to loosen up more,” Ennoshita said calmly as he tickled Daichi into a hysterical giggling fit. They were in the gym after practice one morning before classes – a practice during which the Karasuno captain had been in a particularly bad mood and snapped at the others for simple mistakes. “The others are all looking to you to be a positive role model. You can’t be that if you’re grumpy and uptight all the time.”

“I know, I knohohohohow,” Daichi giggled pleadingly, trying to twist away. “Stohohohohop it, I juhuhuhust hahahad a bad mohohohorning—”

“Take it from the guy who is probably about to take your place next year.” Ennoshita kept tickling, squeezing up and down his sides, digging into the grooves of his ribcage. “You can’t let the bad stuff get to you. Just let it go. Laugh it off. Maybe you should have had me do this before practice.”

“I dihihihihihihihidn’t ask you tohohoho do this at ahahahahall!”

“You clearly needed it, though.” Ennoshita smirked. “Feeling better yet, captain?”

“Yehehehehes, yes, just stohohohohohop!”

“You suuuure?” He wiggled his fingers up into Daichi’s underarm, making him explode with laughter and begin fighting back in earnest now.

“YES I’M SUHUHUHURE!! STAHAHAHAHAP, ENNOSHITA!!”

“All right, then.” The future captain released the current one, smirking in triumph at the smile Daichi couldn’t seem to wipe off his face now. “That’s more like it.”

“Y-You’re a jerk.”

“Happy to help.”

*

60) Lee Hinata, Ler Kageyama

“I don’t think you realize the situation you’re in,” Kageyama said, looming over Hinata with a smirk. He kept his wrists pinned on either side of his head. “Do you, Shoyo?”

Hinata gulped. His heart was practically beating out of his chest. “Oh, I’m…I’m pretty sure I do.”

“You’ve been pushing my buttons all day.” Kageyama leaned in close to his face. “And you know what that means.”

Hinata whimpered.

The setter grinned evilly down at him. “It’s time to find out just how ticklish you are.”

“N-No, please…” The redhead was already smiling, the anticipation enough to give him jitters. “You already know how t-ticklish I am, Kageyama.”

“How many times do I have to tell you to call me Tobio?” Kageyama settled himself on Hinata’s hips, releasing his wrists to grab his ribs instead. “We’ve been together for a month now. You can use my given name.”

“O-Okay, T-T-Tohohohobio.” Hinata giggled when the setter began tickling gently. He clenched his hands into fists and struggled to keep them by his head, knowing it would get worse for him if he fought back. “I cahahahahan’t s-sahahahay it easily if y-yohohohou’re tihihickling me.”

Kageyama chuckled. “Oh, I’m pretty sure I can make you say my name while you’re screaming with laughter.” He pressed in a little harder. “Want me to prove it?”

Hinata’s giggles were practically laughter already, and they’d only just started. It was evidently going to be a long night anyway – why not go all out, right? “Y-Yeheheheheah. Mahahahahake me say it, B-Bahahahakageyama.”

“Oof.” Kageyama really went for it then, forcing Hinata to bring his arms down as he tossed his head back and squealed with laughter. “You’re going to regret that.”

[solartranslations]

Dante 5/20: What Can’t Be Forgiven

Dante appears deeply moved by Liberta’s growth…

~*Scene: Harbor*~

Liberta: Oh, Ojou! You have work at Intelligence today, right?

❤≪Liberta≫ Seems as usual

Person: Dante needed Ojou for something. Right?

Daily: I’ll work hard today too

Link: It’s Ojou!

Liberta: Dante said to tell you to go to the captain’s cabin when you got here

Felicita: Okay

~*Scene: Captain’s Cabin*~

Dante: Ojou-san, right? Please come in

Dante: Liberta told you to come, right?

❤≪Dante≫ Seems as usual

Link: It feels like there’s a hole in my chest

Person: Oh, it’s Ojou-san

Arcana: Is she alright?

Dante: Haha…time really does go by quickly…

Dante: I can’t believe the day came when I would lose to Liberta…

>Are you lonely…?

(+20 Amore)

>Are you disappointed…?

(+10 Amore)

Dante: ! Yeah…

Dante: Ojou-san, you’re quite impressive

Dante: Now that you mention it, I guess I might have been lonely…

Dante: Haha, I’m sure Mondo feels this way with you too every day, right?

Dante: Yes. He and I are equal in more ways than just being warriors…

Dante: After being defeated completely like that, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t disappointed

Dante: But…my feelings right now…

Dante: Could be called something like loneliness

❤≪Dante≫ Seems nervous ❤≪Dante≫ Seems as usual

Link: I guess that’s parental love

Arcana: Is she alright?

Person: I guess I’m getting old

Link: I’m happy too

Arcana: Is she alright?

Person: I guess I’m getting old

Dante: …I’d like for that to be unnecessary but

Dante: Liberta has mastered the use of his Tarocco, right?

Dante: It can said that its proof that he’s removed the power Mondo and I used on him and strengthened his own will

Dante: But…Liberta might also rely on being able to use the power of his Tarocco from now on

Dante: I’m not saying it’s a bad thing. The fact is that he saved me too

Dante: But…it’s likely that your fates could be controlled by that

Felicita: …

Dante: …I believe you’ve heard about Liberta’s past before

❤≪Dante≫ Seems concerned

Arcana: It’s a special ability after all

Link: I guess that’s parental love

Person: I guess I’m getting old

Dante: Because he had the power of the Tarocco, Liberta was placed in Casa Bianca

Dante: …Officially, that facility was a place that took care of children with no place to go but…

Dante: …In reality, it was a research facility that repeatedly performed experiments on the Tarocco using the children

Felicita: !

~*Flashback*~

Masked Man: It’s only a short distance from Regalo, but the climate is so…

Masked Man: Is this really a part of my home country of Nord…?

Masked Man: That man…really is too dangerous

~*End Flashback*~

Dante: As you know, the power of the Tarocco is one where the card chooses a person to become its host

Dante: It’s not the kind of power where you can control its strength and properties using artificial experiments

Dante: And to use young children for that purpose…it’s just unforgivable

Dante: But back then, children in Regalo who showed some kind of reaction to the Tarocco…

Dante: Were taken without question to Casa Bianca, which stood in a violent blizzard

Felicita: !

Dante: …Yes, that’s a reasonable question

Dante: Those born and raised in Regalo wouldn’t know what a “blizzard” was

Dante: But the area around Casa Bianca was always covered in snow

Dante: That’s why so many people…didn’t know what was happening inside

~*Flashback: Casa Bianca Laboratory*~

Masked Man: …I feel sick just imagining what happens here

Jolly: …Well well, what an unusual guest

Masked Man: !?

Jolly: *chuckling*…you actually dressed up to visit me

Masked Man: …

Jolly: If you like, I can show you what goes on here but…

Jolly: Well, I doubt you would be pleased with anything you see

Jolly: …You’re too focused on what’s in front of you, so you can’t see the big picture

Jolly: The research being done here could save the Family in the end

Masked Man: …?

Jolly: Between what’s important and what’s trivial…there’s a difference in the weight of their lives

Jolly: Papa who leads Arcana Famiglia and children who don’t know their own origins…

Jolly: I don’t need to explain whose life carries more weight, do I?

Masked Man: !!

Jolly: Or, how about this?

Jolly: If you offer up your body as an experimental subject, then there’s no need to perform experiments on the children

Jolly: I’ll “humanely” release the orphaned children right away

Jolly: They’ll have nobody to rely on, no secure food supply, and will be subject to the elements…

Jolly: They’ll be returned to where they came from to die unremarkable deaths

(*mad) Masked Man: …!! You bastard!!

(*clang)

Jolly: I will warn you. This building is not particularly strong

Jolly: It’s fine as long as the blizzard doesn’t affect the experiments

Jolly: Even so…will you still use that weapon?

Masked Man: …!

(*smirk) Jolly: *chuckle*…But, there isn’t much else you can do with your power

(*grip) Jolly: Fine then. I’ll take you on for a bit!

Jolly: I wonder how much you can take of these flames?

(*block)

Masked Man: No you don’t!!

(*drop)

Masked Man: I don’t need to use a weapon against you!!

(*whish) (*dodge)

Jolly: Don’t you mean to say “Even if I don’t have a Tarocco…”?

Jolly: Why do you refuse the power inside you?

(*grip) Jolly: Everything in this world is inevitable

(*smirk) Jolly: The power of the Tarocco is no exception

(*rush) (*whoosh) (*dodge)

(*glare) Jolly: I’ll make you go mad

(*slide) Masked Man: Guh…ahhh!!

(*shaky)

(*step)

Jolly: As expected of a Major Arcana…he does at least host The Emperor

Jolly: …He has a dull past, but it seems that his heart does belong here

Jolly: Then, I suppose I don’t need to take any further measures

Jolly: …Well, it’s about time I shut down Casa Bianca

~*End Flashback*~

Fukurota: Hoot? Hoot hoot?

Felicita: …

Dante: Ah…sorry. We were talking…

❤≪Dante≫ Can't seem to handle it

Arcana: It’s a special ability after all

Link: I guess that’s parental love

Person: There’s no point in just assigning blame…

Dante: ……

Dante: There was no need for you to know the details until now

Dante: What I wanted to say was that greater powers always come with a price

Dante: You…Liberta, and Nova…

❤≪Dante≫ Seems as usual

Arcana: Precisely because it had nothing to do with your own will

Link: I guess that’s parental love

Dante: You were all born with a contract to the Tarocco, and you’ve suffered because of that price

Dante: It troubles me greatly…

Felicita: …

>My path…is something I decide for myself

(+20 Amore)

>Just let us be!

(-10 Amore)

>It’s not something you need to worry about

(+10 Amore)

Dante: !!

Dante: So you won’t let even the power of the Tarocco…control your own will…

Dante: Ojou-san, is that what you’re saying…?

Dante: Ha…haha…

Dante: Gahahahaha!!

Dante: Alright! I give up, Ojou-san!!

Dante: You…really are a strong girl…

Dante: !!

Dante: …Sorry. I suppose it isn’t my place

Dante: It’s just the needless worrying of an older person…

Dante: Hm…you’re right. It’s true if you say it like that

Dante: …Sometimes when you get older, you do start to read too much into things

Dante: When you get to be my age, I’m sure you’ll understand too

❤≪Dante≫ Seems concerned ❤≪Dante≫ Seems concerned ❤≪Dante≫ Seems concerned

Love: She’s saying that she knows her own strength…!

Person: She’s strong

Arcana: I’m surprised

Person: She’s strong

Love: That’s lonely

Arcana: I’m surprised

Person: She’s strong

Love: That’s lonely

Arcana: I’m surprised

❤≪Dante≫ Seems nervous

Love: The cards truly have chosen her

Person: She’s strong

Arcana: I’m surprised

Dante: You’re right. I can’t help but worry

❤≪Dante≫ Seems as usual

Person: She’s strong

Love: The cards truly have chosen her

Arcana: That’s why I want to help her

Dante: But…you three aren’t alone

Dante: Because in Arcana Famiglia, we all support each other…

Dante: Sorry. I made you worry over nothing

Dante: You can forget about it if you want…but I’d like for you to keep it in mind

Dante: When the three of you must lead the Family on your own…

Dante: I’d like it if you remembered that a man told you that a long time ago…okay?

~*End of Scene*~

You have one Heart Voice. It can be heard within SPECIAL

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Hello~

Hello, and welcome to part 1 of the Spooky Ticklish Hell Dream series! If the name didn’t inform you, this is a tickle fic series, so if you don’t like that kinda thing, then this isn’t for you. For those who stayed to read, I hope you enjoy!

This part was written by Elder Rocket.

It wasn’t unusual for Kevin to go to sleep bitter or angry or depressed. It was all a part of his many mood swings. But this was caused from a fight he’d gotten into with Connor, or Elder McKinely. He refused to allow Kevin his coffee and it caused a rather big riff between them. Who cared if that was his 15th cup that day? He needed his coffee! And now look at what happened, he was tired and sleepy. Bitter thoughts about the man stirred in his mind...even leaking into his dreams.

He was conscious, yet it was nothing but darkness all around him. He felt like he couldn’t move. He couldn’t say or do anything, until a voice echoed in the dark.

“Well well well...what do we have here?~” A familiar, yet devious voice cooed. Kevin found himself able to talk as little by little, a landscape began to form around him. Suddenly, the form of Connor McKinely himself appeared, in his red V-neck and red boa. Kevin once again found himself paralysed.

“W-What are you doing here?” He asked, gulping, suddenly feeling hot as his face heated up. The other elder licked his lips, slowly stepping forward.

“You’ve been mean to me. Yelling, name calling, and you’re mad at me.” He hissed with a sly smirk, showing off his slightly sharp teeth. Kevin gulped, still unable to move as Connor straddled his waist, grabbing his tie and pulling it slightly.

“I’m gonna make you pay for what you did, you rude little bastard.” He hissed with a voice that would make just about anybody swoon. He placed his other hand on Kevin’s belly, pressing down slightly to assert  his dominance more. This...didn’t exactly give the reaction Connor had seemed to hope for. Kevin’s face suddenly flared up with an involuntary smile. A couple of giggle escaped him as he twitched. Connor narrowed his eyes with a low growl.

“Don’t you laugh at me! I am being intimidating AND sexy! You have zero reason to laugh at me!” He growled, his hand unintentionally squeezing Kevin’s tummy more, causing him to jump and give a small squeak, followed by high pitched giggling. There wasn’t any mistaking it this time. Kevin closed his eyes for a brief moment, hoping that maybe he hadn’t noticed.

“Why, Pricey!” Connor’s voice went’ back to deviously happy. Kevin felt the other man’s hands on his sides, squeezing slightly.

“You never told me you were ticklish~” Kevin’s eyes opened, his face flushing upon the sight of Connor’s smug face, a face that told him that he was stuck without a way to escape whatever ticklish hell this man was going to bestow onto him. Even though Connor was just barely squeezing his sides, it felt a lot more ticklish than it should have. Kevin was already twitching frantically, yelping with each new movement. It was like his shirt wasn’t even there, and his sensitivity was ramped up to 11.

“Gahahahaha plehehehease nohohoho!” He whimpered, though he knew it wouldn’t get him anywhere. Connor lifted his hands and smirked.

“Oh ho ho, this will be fun!~” He lifted his boa off his neck and turned around slightly, reaching back and removing Kevin’s shoes and socks, promptly throwing them into the dark unknown. After his footwear was removed, Connor began to saw the boa back and forth on Kevin’s soles. The poor boy twitched desperately, his giggling turning into loud laughter.

“Ohohohho gohohohohohohohod pleheheheheheaase!” He squealed, but it never did stop, not even when Connor let go of it to turn back around. He grabbed Kevin’s arms and pushed them above his head. He dragged his long nails slowly down Kevin’s arm, causing him to twitch in anticipation.

“Wait, Elder, please! I-I’ll do anything that you want, any-” His sentence ended in a loud squeal as Connor dug his nails into Kevin’s armpits, swirling them around in circular motions. He couldn’t believe how intense the sensation was, as told by his loud, high pitched laughter. After a minute of that, his nails moved downward towards his ribcage, where he met eyes with the devilish Connor once again.

“Anything I want, eh? Well, you’re doing a pretty good job of it so far. I want to hear you squeal, feel you squirm under my very light movements, hear your begging, see the tears that become of your non-stop laughter. Do that, and you’ll be just fine.~”

With that, Connor dug his nails into Kevin’s ribcage, causing him to nearly scream with his laughter, him barely able to choke out words, the horrible feeling growing more and more intense by the second, not helped at all by the boa still going at his feet.

At first, Elder McKinely tried not to pay much mind to the sleep-talking Price. It wasn’t that abnormal...until he started laughing. It seemed to startle and confuse everybody else as well. A few other Elders gathered and looked upon the twitching, giggling Kevin, glancing at one another, unsure of what to do. None of them could sleep like this, his giggling was far too loud.

“So...should we wake him?” Elder Church asked, rubbing the back of his neck.

“I dunno, if he’s having that much fun in his dreams, I don’t think that’s fair.” Poptarts pointed out, the rest agreeing, nodding.

“Well, maybe we can play a boardgame to pass the time until he wakes up or stops laughing.” Church suggested and the rest seemed to agree. They all gave one last look, then piled onto one bed as Connor grabbed Monopoly. They seemed pretty content, being able to ignore the Elder...until he screamed. Connor instantly got up, scrambling over to Kevin, trying to shake him awake.

“That’s right Pricey, scream for me!” Connor’s voice laughed. Kevin slowly but surely began to get his movement back. He closed his eyes, and began to squirm around until he felt his arms being grabbed, and the weight around his waist being reapplied. He bucked up and laughed out of anticipation.

“Please, stahahap!” He yelled, opening his eyes...to the room. Elder McKinely, the normal one, sat on his waist, shaking him with a concerned look on his face. The rest of the elders eyed him from the bed they were all on. He finally calmed down, breathing heavily, his face still horribly red. His mind was a blur, all he could remember was Connor...tickles...unable to move….but now he could. His eyes narrowed as he pushed Connor off of him. Before he could speak, Connor found himself being pinned to the bed, a delusioned Elder Price above him.

“You think you can just get away with that?” He asked. Connor pulled against Kevin’s grip, horribly confused.

“What? What did I do?” He asked desperately. He looked at the other elders, who all just shrugged at him. He looked back at Kevin, who was still sleepy looking.

“You’re gonna pay for what you did!” He yelled, digging his fingers into McKinely’s underarms. He jumped and instantly started giggling, trying his best to push Price off of him.

“Whahahat? Whahahat did I dohoho?” He asked. Price just shook his head.

“Don’t play dumb with me, McKinely!” The other man growled, spidering his fingers down to Mckinley’s hips, his giggling only getting faster. With his arms out of the way, Connor finally pushed the sleep man off of him, still giggling slightly. After a moment, Price passed out again.

“So...what did you do?” Poptarts asked from the other bed.

“I still have no idea! He’s weird…” Connor huffed.

“Maybe, but i’m willing to guess he was probably repaying you for whatever happened in his dream.” Church point out with a smirk. Connor glanced back down at Kevin, who looked alot more content than the last time he was sleeping. He smirked and glanced back at Church.

“Yknow what...I think you’re right.