#the boys being boys

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Yay requests! I've been waiting for this

Lee!Gojo getting destroyed by Ler!Nanami for constantly bothering him!

{Requests are closed! This one's an older one <3}

AHHH I LOVE IT! Nanami as a Ler is so GOOD? And Lee!Gojo my beloved! I've gotcha covered, anon! :3

CW: Swearing

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Nanami was going to kill him.

“Nanana-NAMI!” Gojo sang out to him in the tune of that one Rihanna song, doing a little jig as he came up to him. “Nanana-NAMI! Nami! Nami-” “WHAT..do you want, Gojo?” Twisting on his heels, he glared at the shorter man, finding himself eye to eye with him. Well- eye to blindfold anyway.

“Heeeeeey.” Gojo grinned, bouncing on his heels. “I got a question for you.”

Nanami closed his eyes, seeking patience. “What is it?”

“What’s a fast zombie?”

….Nanami stared at him. Then, with some reluctance, he accepted his fate. “What?”

“Guess!” Gojo insisted, waving his hands.

“I don’t know-”

“A Zoombie!” Gojo cried in glee, laughing hysterically. Nanami felt a vein pop.

“Gojo…” He went for his tie..and stopped. A better idea came to mind. He narrowed his eyes, activating his ability.

The world was green, Gojo’s silhouette before him as he scanned him from head to toe. Then, it was revealed- white dashed lines across his lowest set of ribs. Perfect.

“G-Get it? A Zoom-BEEEH!” Gojo’s giggles were cut off with a sharp squeal when Nanami jabbed at his waist, going right for the spot he saw. Silence filled the area soon after- Gojo gaping at him with flushed cheeks as Nanami blinked.

“Ah..still ticklish I presume?”

“N-Nanami hold on now..you don’t want to do this-” Gojo was running now, his body flailing like a muppet as he made a mad dash for safety. Nanami merely walked after him.

“D-Don’t! Don’t you dahahahre- wahahit slow doohhown!” Gojo cried out with a laugh when he made it to the dorms. No one was home- the kids had gone out to a movie or something. This was both a blessing and a curse for the pale sorcerer- he had no one to witness his downfall, but also no one to sacrifice for the greater good. “Cohohome on, Nanami! Spa-ARE-”

His legs hit the couch, sending him tumbling over it cartoonishly. Nanami didn’t speed up, merely walking around the couch and climbing on top of him. “Nahahahnami pleahahhahse!”

“Please what?” He rolled up his sleeves, cracking his knuckles.

“Doohohon’t do thihihihs!”

“You want me to.” He didn’t need to elaborate. The fact Gojo ran instead of using his ability spoke for itself. Gojo fell silent upon realizing this 

Another tense pause. Nanami raised a brow as Gojo weighed his options.

“Um…is it too late now to say sorry?” He asked.

“Yes.” Nanami didn’t hesitate, fingers flying across Gojo’s torso with reckless abandon. Beneath him, Gojo arched with a loud squawk, full body spasming as he dissolved into laughter.

“Nahahhahaha! Nahahanah-nahahahahhahanahhahahamihiihhihiiiiiiiii!” He cried, shoving at the older man’s hands as they tapped along his ribs. “Wahahhahait I cahhahahan’t! Geahahahahhaa, hohohohohld ohohohohon!”

“I highly doubt that. You’re rather known for your stamina- at least that’s what you like to brag about.” Nanami moved his hands up to Gojo’s upper ribs, a smaller spot he saw with his 7:3 technique. Gojo nearly flew off the couch when he pinched there. “Is it all a lie?”

“Hehehehehell nohohohoho! I’ve gohohohohot stahhahaaminahahhaha for dahahhahys! Whahahait- thahhahat ihhihihiihsn’t an ihihihihiihnvihihih-EHEHEHEHEHEHE!”

“Sounded like one to me. Let's see how long you can go, shall we?” The blonde clicked his tongue as he dropped his hands to Gojo’s lower ribs.

“GEHAHAHHA!” Gojo’s squirms and laughter increased by tenfold at the touch, turning him into a thrashing bull beneath Nanami’s strong hands. “NOHOHOHOOH NOHOHOHT THEHEHEHEHRE!” His cheeks were on fire, smile was big and goofy and all so nostalgic. Nanami could recall numerous times where Suguru and Shoko tickled him like this. It was one of the happier times of their youth.

The thought made him somewhat sad. When was the last time Gojo truly laughed like this? He always seemed to find things funny, but it all felt so forced- like he was overdoing it to hide how he really felt. This, however? This felt natural- just like before.

“TAHAHAKE THIS!” Hands suddenly grabbed his hips, squeezing with such a rapid pace Nanami jumped several feet back. “Hehehheahaha..gohohotcha nohohohow!” Gojo groaned as he sat up, blindfold crooked as one blue eye gleamed at his friend. “Yoohohu had your fun…and nohohow it’s time for mine!”

~~~

“Heh…hehehe..hehehehheeeeh…” An exhausted Gojo laid across the tatami mats, huffing and puffing as he wrapped his arms around himself. Despite his bold claim, he was no match for Nanami. “I fohohohrgot yohohou’re so gohohohood at thihihs..”

“Hm.” The blonde hummed, walking back over with two cups of tea before sitting beside him. “I doubt it’s anything I did. You just refused to use your limitless ability.”

The number one thing that would have saved Gojo, and he refused to turn it back on. The pale haired man laughed as he sat up, taking the tea and draining most of it with one clean gulp. “Wouldn’t be as fun if I did.” He grew quiet, side by side with Nanami as he sipped his drink. “Hey…thanks, by the way.”

“I did nothing to warrant it.”

“No, you did. You always do. You put up with my bullshit like no other, and you willingly entertain me.” Gojo smiled in his cup, his voice unusually soft. “I haven’t had anyone like that in a long time. It’s..nice. Really nice.”

Nanami raised a brow but didn’t turn to look at him, knowing Gojo needed a second. Instead, he sipped his drink, watching the shadows of the room dance as the sun shifted. “I suppose you’re not nearly as annoying as you act.”

“Oo, a compliment from my beloved!” Gojo gushed, throwing himself at the blonde and making fake kissy noises. “Now shut up and kiss me!”

“Get out of here!” Nanami pushed him back, watching him tip over in a fit of giggles. That smile was like the one before, easing something tight in his chest.

He supposed he could get used to this.

Thanks for reading!

[strawberryvanillablast]

Mista: Dude, if you stab a cereal box, would that make you a cereal killer?

Giorno: Yes. If you do it to Cocoa Puffs or Lucky Charms, I'll come after you myself. But the other cereals? You're probably doing the world a favor.

Narancia: What, no love for Honey Nut Cheerios or Froot Loops? What about Applejacks?

Giorno: Honey Nut Cheerios and Froot Loops are fine. I don't know about Applejacks.

Fugo: I personally stand by some Trix. Those are good.

Giorno: Never tried Trix.

Narancia: Oh, you should! You might like it.

Giorno: Oh! I forgot about Frosted Flakes! They're good.

Fugo: Cinnamon Toast Crunch?

Giorno: *slaps table* YES. Especially with honey!

Narancia: That sounds nice!

Mista: Cap'n Crunch?

Giorno: Never tried.

Narancia: Me either.

Fugo: Blegh. Gross, Mista.

Mista: You will not diss the good name of Cap'n Crunch, Fugo! Not on my watch!

Abbacchio: *holding the phone* I swear to God, Bruno, I'm going to drink the whole bottle just by hearing these gremlins!

@echoing-heartbeats

@mrsgiovanna

@briagiovanna

[editoress]

It's very possible that the only way to ensure you don't become a conservative old person is to keep checking whether you're wrong. Every time. Genuinely mull over the opposing viewpoint even and especially when it's uncomfortable. You absolutely cannot a) consider yourself safely incapable of terrible principles because you're a good person, or b) treat a your disgust reaction to something as a moral truth. You can't get comfortable. Tiring! But you'd rather be tired and choose the right path, you know?

[earlgraytay]

Hey, PSA for younger/newer transmascs:

Tumblr has been showing targeted ads for "FTM binders" off Amazon. They look like this:

Do not buy these.

A binder is a piece of medical equipment. If you use one incorrectly, or use a poorly made one, you can really fuck up your ribs. This article from the Cleveland Clinic talks about how to bind safely.

A $14 binder is guaranteed not to be safe. There's a reason reputable companies charge more- sometimes a lot more. They have to carefully design binders so they don't crush your ribs or make you sick.

You know how everyone says Don't Bind With Duct Tape? Don't bind with Amazon binders.

[violent138]

Starting to think a cooler headcanon for Clark’s upbringing might just be that the entire town of Smallville collectively decided to just go with it and accept that Martha and John's kid has superpowers, but we don't talk about it.

Someone's tractor gets stuck and nothing can get it out? "Be a dear and run down to the Kents, would you? Ask for Clark?"

"Why Clark, we need a machine--"

"Run along now."

Or if he kicks too hard and the football vanishes into the upper stratosphere, no it didn't, we all collectively saw it land over there *vague hand movements*

[avi-mation]

Apocalypse buddies

[oifaaa]

I will say despite all my issues with the new boy wonder issue this panel is so funny as Jason basically went

[lord-m]

pathetic isn’t really a word I‘d use for colin bridgerton. simon rather dying than marrying daphne was pathetic. anthony going through with marrying edwina until SHE mustered the courage to call everything off was pathetic.

colin contemplating his feelings, calling out his male acquaintances for their chauvinism, seeking advice from his mother and then immediately taking action and putting himself out there without even knowing if his feelings are reciprocated is the complete opposite of pathetic. that requires a whole lot of bravery.

[boybecoming]

an ode to testosterone weight gain

[finleycannotdraw]

I like to think combat training for these two became more complicated as they got older, if you know what I mean

I colored the last one first and then lowered my standards. give it up for 10yo ambrosius and his glaringly yellow shirt

[malinaa]

if i think about the hunger games in peeta's perspective i WILL start sobbing

[goorduard]

[chloesimaginationthings]

Yall ever think about how Nightmare bb is canon in FNAF

[mangozic]

pre-distortion michael shelley but pointier and more shaped

[twyllodrus]

[draculings]

an incredibly sensitive instrument.