#Ticklish!Sein

[kanene-yaaay]

Sousou no Frieren- Tickle Headcanons

This anime has me in a chockehold and ain't letting me go so soon so I might as well share all the daydreams and thoughts living in my mind rent free since I watched it and decided that!!! Hey!!! I can add tickles to that!!!

Anyway, at first I was going to just write about Himmel and a few other selected characters from both adventures but GOSH suddenly all out of nowhere I start daydreaming about ALL OF THEM and so... This long post was born. kjhgfdfghjklkj not all of them are going to be very long and it can be OOC but I hope you still like to read it as much as I liked to write! <3

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Himmel

(We are not going to talk about how much time I spent trying to choose just one gif) Our dear dead wife <3

He LOVES tickles and no one can convice me otherwise, I mean! Look at him! He definitely play that card at any moment he can

Cheering someone up? They say that laughter is the best medicine! Another boring day stuck in a cabin waiting for the snowstorm to go away? Nothing better than a tickle fight to make the time pass! Comforting a sad kid they just saved and are bringing to safety? Add a few wiggling fingers and watch that beautiful smile appear right way! Someone is literally just minding their own business doing nothing at all GET TICKLE ATTACKED!

He is a charming, playful, dramatic bastard and he knows it. He is using every and any opportunity to plentily tease the person, praising their laughter, pointing how lovely is their every reaction, gasping in false offense at any threat of revenge.

He will definitely laugh and snicker together with the person and sometimes let out honest comments that weren't supposed to be teasy but are like 'I didn't expect you to be so ticklish' or 'Wait, it tickles? Right here? That is so cute' and take the matters on his own hands to find at least one (1) new tickle spot when he tickles a friend because their surprised face right before descending in unstoppable giggling is way too priceless

Now, I need you to listen to this very very carefully: he can NOT take what he dishes out. at all.

So much squirming and trashing around. He can't control himself at all and won't even try to hold his laughter back, letting it ring loud and free, dying with any kind (literally, anything will do) of tease and pleading for his life as if he is being killed on the spot.

Somehow is totally blind to tickle traps. Sometimes just to mess with him Heiter would hold his cup up and ask for a toast and when Himmel complied he would latch on his ribs and rip my bro. he's dead on the floor. He never seems it coming even if they already done this a dozen time before.

Always crumbles with the tickles. A squeeze on his side and his legs transform in noodles immediately. That doesn't mean that he is a easy target though, if you decide to tickle him be prepared for some revenge

His main target and partner of tickle fights is Heiter, even though they manage to pull the rest of the party to their shenanigans sometimes too, even getting to listen to listen Eisen low, amused chuckles and Freiren tiny smile.

Talking about that. There is just one very specific occasion all his self preservations, squirms and defense disappear in the same second: when Frieren is involved.

Once, when both Heiter and Einsen decided to gang up on him, she decided to get into the fun with a few pokes and the VERY MOMENT Himmel realized that she was tickling him it was over.

He became a boneless mess of hysterical giggles on the floor not moving a single inch and taking all the tickling with no protests, completely lost in the fact that this was Frieren having fun, being silly and playful with them and his brain shortcurted and suddenly he became 1000000000000 more ticklish instantly.

Excuse me honor he is SMITTEN

If he is tickled for long enough or on a specially ticklish spot he lets out a loud, high pitched crackling that never fail to amuse his friends because he gets extremely red at that and tries to cover his face at any cost.

Besides that, he is not flustered at all about his liking to tickle and be tickled. It's a fun activity, a nice way to bond and it bring happiness to everyone! What is there to be embarrased about it?

Though other teases can destroy him rip

Is extremely and I say extremely gentle and caring when tickling Frieren. Soft scribbles, light scratching and steeping away not before too long has passed. Sometimes get lost in the happiness and joy of the moment but it's quick to come back to reality so that his tickling never lasts too long and he gets smiley about it for the rest of the day.

Gets grumpy about how he never manages to catch Einsen by surprise but immediately loses his pout when the warrior decides that he is not the one who started that war but he is the one who will finish it.

When he takes too long to decide a pose for their statue they start to attack him with plenty of pokes and squeezes until he finally makes up his mind.

Sometimes they just do that while he is posing to mess with him too. Especially because Himmel will try to pretend nothing is happening and attempt to keep his pose on the very beginning until he eventually breaks down in titters and protesting giggles.

It never lasts long. But he keeps trying

Has The Smirk.

Softest and most playful aftercare ever. With plenty of comfort and smiles.

Heiter

Our flawed priest <3

Do not have The Smirk but he has an entire aura about him that you can't really point what it is but suddenly there's ringing danger bells in your mind and on outside he looks normal, just taking a drink but then you blink and then BOOM he strikes

Can and will destroy someone with tickles with just one (1) hand because his other one is too busy carrying his cup

Gets stupidly silly when tickling someone. He will chuckle together with the person and use the goofiest nicknames, teases, tickle traps and everything else he can think of. It's the whole ordeal, really. He has no shame.

It's quite neutral but leaning to positive when it comes to tickling, but since Himmel is always dragging him into tickle fights he can't help but get a little bit of playful revenge. After a few years he started a couple of them by himself too.

Is horribly skilled with the nimblest and deadliest tickles ever.

Also. Changes from side to side of a tickle fight easy as water and will always help who offers him more drinks. So be careful when siding up with him to not get too close or comfortably into tickling range.

Somehow, incredibly lucky in finding tickle spots, be with random pokes to call the person's attention or some soft scribbling to hear some giggles and smile amused and content at them.

Also adept to cheer up or comforting tickles, creating a lot of fond memories with Fern in the nights she couldn't sleep and they both shared some good tea while watching the sky.

Will try to curl up in a ball when tickled and his only protest is to be careful with his glasses.

Not really very affected by teases. Says a lot of nonsense when is tickled tho

Frieren

HEEEEERRRRRRRR <3 <3 Our old lady

Has the tiniest, sweetest smile when tickling someone. it's adorable.

Do not engage in tickle fights but it's not against them. Usually would just stay in the background with Einsen while the other two got caught up in their giggly shenaningans

Her biggest moment was when she decided to show everyone this magic spell she learned some decades ago and then suddenly everyone is attacked by a bunch of wiggly, fluffy feathers that followed them no matter how much they squirmed or jumped.

Tickle spell tehee

They never got to know if she did that to mess with them or if she truly just wanted to show the spell.

Is more curious about tickling than anything. Thinks it's a nice way to make her friends laugh, but it's also very neutral about it, won't actively seek revenge or anything.

After years with both Himmel and Heiter, also lightly tickled Fern once or twice for the sake of cheering her up.

Ticklish ears ticklish ears ticklish ears ticklish ears-

The first time Himmel tickled her he immediately fell on the floor ded because it was too much cute.

(The way he looked at her that day is a fond memory for her, she doesn't quite know why, tho.)

Not really a squirmer and her laughter is mostly silence, full of small giggles and one or two hiccups. Like soft tickles the best, since it is not unbearable to feel and actively leaves her w a light, quite content feeling afterwards. She could take a tickle fight, tho.

Fern

<3 Somehow the most responsible adult in the party <3

Terrifying ler, can and will use your weakness against you.

Just as she does when fighting, thrives when her victim understimate her power and is quick and ruthless to bring them to their destruction.

Will tickle the person usually as a way to get them to do something (probably a chore they forgot) or admit something while having the most unimpressed face ever seen by humankind

She can be both incredibly merciless and very very kind, depends on her mood, the person and the context

Only like being tickled by someone she really trusts and not around another people so no one will her being silly like this.

Get very embarrassed just for thinking how childish tickling is, but treasures the soft moments with har friends and family, just like every other playful, fun, nice memory

When the person (let's be honest here, probably Spark) is too occupied laughing their heart out also let's out the tiniest, softest smile, pretty much like Frieren

Used tickles to cheer up Spark once and promised to do 10 times worse if he even THINKS about mentioning that to anyone

Snorts. SO much of them. If she is laughing they will automatically appear no matter how much she tried to hide them between her hands.

Her shoulders and head shake with giddy energy when is being tickled. It's everything <3

Einsen

*LOUD INTELLIGIBLE SCREAMING* AAAAAA

As I said on Himmel's part, not really one to start the tickle fight but a quick one to finish it.

Not really very ticklish and not very easy to be caught out of guard so rip his opponents, really

HOWEVER, he has one single incredibly and horribly ticklish spot right under his knee that he immediately DIES when it's tickled and it's an automatic win for the person, so the thing is of every fight is: will them be able to get him there before he gets them? That is the big question

Not really a teaser, prefers to tickle the person in silence while mapping the places that get the biggest reactions so he can focus there.

Could or could not have used this techinique with Spark to 'train his resistence' once (an excuse that his friends were very fond to use with him) but no one will ever know because if you ask him he will just stare at you and let out a single chuckle before going on about his day and Spark will Blush and Die before answering

Made mental bets and always knew the score by heart of Himmel x Heiter fights

Used to think it was a silly and pointless activity. But after their ten year adventure came to treasure and be fond of silly, pointless activities

Loud, booming laughter or no laughing at all. No in between.

Spark

DA BOI WHO DID NOT DESERVE THAT PAST AND NOW DESERVE ALL THE LAUGHTER EVER

Do not mind tickling at all!

It kind of reminds he of his brother, since when he was a kid he was the biggest tickle monster ever. Not only on those training tips he used to give even while being extremely busy, but he just loved to appear out of nowhere behind him, carry and put him on his shoulder and tickle him while walking back home, pretenidng he was carrying a bag of 'extremely wiggly vegetables!'

He also used pokes and prodding to help him with maintaining his form while wielding a sword. Even if extremely common, Spark still squeaked everytime he poked his armpit to remind him to not his arms so far away from his torso

Still, everytime he is tickled that boi just can't form ANY coherent sentence at all, no matter if he is full on belly laughter with just a few giggles, his mind immediately turn into a mushy mess

Won't go down without a fight. Running away, attacking back, squirming as his life depends on that. Most of the time squirming away from it only to dash in a sudden bolt of energy and then come back in a surprise tickle attack to get revenge.

Tried to get Fern back once for tickling and they ended up actually fighting but some days later she started a tickle fight so he ??? is just very confused??? if she actually hates it???

(But to see her loosing up, giggling, laughing out loud and being so full of playfulness and joy... wow)

He likes to throw a few playful teases here and there when he is tickling his friends, with plenty of snickers of his own and pointing out how ticklish the other person is or about their delight reactions.

!!Tickles games!!!

His entire face gets extremely red when his laughter begins to sound higher or crackly. Can NOT take any tease about that at all.

Sein

OUR EVEN MORE FLAWED PRIEST <3 <3 <3 Come back pls

THE MOST TICKLISH PERSON EVER

And his best, amazing, ruthless friend Gorilla was more than happy to remind him about it all the time

Until nowadays he can't really see fingers wiggling in his direction without immediately getting a wobbly smile and giggles instinctively creeping up on his throat

His brother also would tickle him when he was a kid and later would gladly snitch all the 'truly good, hidden tickle spots' to his friend much to his dismisse

Will trash, squirm, plea, beg and promise to do anything when tickled. Especially if we'retalking about light, soft tickles. Those make him go absolutely crazy out of his own mind

Even so, he doesn't mind it too much. Still, gets extremely embarrased and complains about how childish it is.

Def made AND lost bets again his friend and got tickled as a "payament". Also I can see them both having competitions to see who takes the longest to laugh, say uncle, keep their arms up and etc :D

Sometimes gives Spark a few tickles just to mess w him and snicker at the jumps he gives.

Spark got revenge so rip.

#me seeing how most of the gifs w Frieren she is always together w Himmel and vice versa: *sobbing. screaming.losing my mind.* thats fine :) #gonna be honest tho. gosh. every gif is so full of memories and amazingness. They're all always around each other and you just can FEEL #how much they care and aaaaaaaaaaa #putting them all in the microwave and shaking with no mercy LEAVE MY BRAIN ALONE kjhgfdfghjk #Ticklish!Himmel #Ticklish!Fern #Ticklish!Frieren #Ticklish!Einsen #Ticklish!Heiter #Ticklish!Spark #Ticklish!Sein #Sousou no frieren tickles #sousou no frieren tickling #Tickle headcanons #Kanene's tickle headcanons #Kanene's fic #Himmel's brainrot is STRONG #Still sobbing about Sein btw. How DARE he makes a rational choice that fits perfectly his character and development and go away to find his #friend instead of staying with the party HOW DARE HE I GOT ATTATCHED DAMMIT COME BACKKKK #Not to mention the fact that we get attatched to Himmel simply by the memories Frieren carries. Gosh. #To actually SEE the amount of adoring love and care that his gaze carries EVERYTIME he looks and interact w Frieren but also to see how muc #he just loves. everything around him and everyone. he cares and fight and protect and I can NOT. I can not and that is it #I gotta stop myself now or I will slowly descend into madness if I start talking about all the dynamics and interactions in this story. gee

[blueflyingturtleontheway]

29 with LadyNoir 🐞🐈‍⬛

"Alright then, I'll get going," Chat Noir said, landing on a rooftop.

"Wha- already?" Ladybug asked, joining him.

"Well, the patrol is finished." He averted her eyes. "There's no point for me to stay now."

His voice was tired and he didn't want to look her in the eyes. She should ask him what's wrong, but it could endanger their secret identities... Ladybug bit her lip.

Suddenly get face brightened with an idea.

"Oh but there's this ice cream stall a few streets away, I was thinking we could see if they had any new flavours?"

Chat Noir sighed.

"I'm really not in the mood for ice cream, Ladybug."

"Oh no worries, we don't need to get ice cream" she swatted her hand nervously, quickly thinking about more excuses to stop him. "We could check out the new smoothie bar by the Seine instead? Or see what they're playing at the cinema right now? Oh, or maybe we could race who can climb to the top of the Eiffel Tower the fastest?"

"It all sound great," Chat answered forcing a smile. "But I'd really rather get going so..."

He turned away and took out his baton.

"No, Chat don't go yet!" Ladybug ran before him spreading her arms to lock his path.

"My lady, I really," he grumbled trying to go around her.

He turned right and Ladybug took a few steps to the side. He jumped left and ladybug mirrored him. He tried to spin, feign his movements and flick his tail to confuse him, but she always was right where he wanted to go, jumping, crouching and flailing her arms around, like some black and red mime barricade. Finally he tried to turn around and run towards the edge of the roof.

Ladybug panicked and there herself at his back with a loud: "Chat nooo!" Although her shout suddenly paused.

"What was that?" She asked turning her head, but still not letting him go.

"Nothing," he mumbled pursing his lips.

"Wait a moment..." A devilish smirk rose to her face.

She moved her hands towards his neck and armpits. Chat Noir struggled against her for a moment, before finally bursting into loud cackles.

"I can't believe it!" Ladybug gasped, still holding her partner in her clutches. "You're ticklish!?"

"No. No I'm not," Chat Noir laughed squirming in her arms.

"You are!" She laughed too and doubled the attack. "Oooh I'm so going to use it against you!"

"Mercy my lady, please," Chate tried to tickle her back, but at that exact moment she found his weakest spot and instead they both fell to the ground.

"Oh no, Ladybug does not know mercy!" She laughed in his face, trying to evade his hands but not loose her advantage. "I won't stop until you promise you'll stay!"

"Alright, alright, I promise!" Chat called out in between laughter.

Finally they parted, and for another long moment laid next to each other on the warm sheets of the roof, trying to catch their breaths.

"Remember, you promised," Ladybug panted out, when she saw him stand up from the corner of her eye.

"I know, I know," he chuckled, still out of breath and extended his hand to helo her stand up too. "And you know, those smoothies don't sound so bad."

Ladybug sent him a wide, delighted smile and he slowly returned it.

"And... maybe you could tell me what's wrong?" She risked. "Without any details that would hint me at your identity of course."

"Hmm, maybe?" Chat Noir tapped his chin as if he was considering her offer, but his serious mask quickly slipped off to reveal a smirk. "If you can catch me, that is!"

He shouted and jumped from the roof with wild laughter and extended his baton to the street, turning towards the Seine.

Ladybug gasped loudly and swing from the roof, their laughter filling the warm, afternoon air.

Chat Noir will never be safe now XD

Prompt lists

#my post #answering asks #blue's writing requests #blue's writing #bengaltiger25 #miraculous ladybug #ml #mlb #ladybug #chat noir #ladynoir #yeah i know but come on theyre practically canon #and also i wouldnt say it came out romantic #in the original first line ladybug called chat 'bat cat' cause hes 'a tall superhero dressed in black scowling at the city beneath him' #but then i realized id have to write the whole patrol so i dropped that ejsneks #but still i really like this line so im sharing it here

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Warning: gaslighting, warning, blood, broken glass, pedophile, No consent!

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"You’re always so busy, even in the past."

"This is our secret game, and now that our family has four more people in it, playing often might lead them to find out. When it’s like that, then it’ll be no fun." Duke Gwen said as he nuzzled his face against Aida’s neck, and in return, Aida giggled.

"That’s ticklish."

Aida then moved her body and was now sitting on top of Gwen’s lap, her arms wrapping around his neck. "Then why did you want me to come today?"

"Because Sylvia brought Carlo along to shop in the town, they won’t come back tonight."

"That’s good news, Papa~" Aida exclaimed that she was happy to hear the news that her stepmother was out for tonight and she could have Gwen all to herself, adding that they could play the games all night.

"No, we can’t do that, you little idiot; if you don’t go back to your room to sleep, Aisha and Lady Y/N will come and find you."

Though Gwen doesn’t mind if Lady Y/N were the one to interfere with them, he will just let her join, and with that, he can finally feel and taste that soft skin of hers. Oh, how long did he desire that?

Even if Lady Y/N is always at their house on the weekend and sometimes greets him, he's still looking for an opening. He noticed that Sylvia has a strong bond with Lady Y/N. The proof was this morning when the two walked at the same time.

Though he may know the reason and has also heard the news from his wife about how Nemo will be Lady Y/N's future candidate for a suitor, She at first chose Carlo, but suddenly she changed it. He also noticed that Sylvia has been off the past few days, suspecting it's about Lady Y/N meeting the other candidate.

He heard about the Herior family, and he's not worried about it as his status is higher... except for the fact that the one who brought Lady Y/N there was Lady Fillia, and what's more, Lady Fillia and Lady Herior are close to one another.

Even though Gwen Dimoche has a higher status than the family of Herior, he cannot withstand Lady Fillia. He might as well be dead if he faces that old, wicked lady!

If Sylvia is stressed because of this, he will be as well if Lady Fillia succeeds in connecting the two children. He feared that Lady Y/N would no longer visit them. and he can only imagine what he desires to do.

Unless he makes his move as well,

Going back to Sylvia's absence and how Carlo and Sylvia are out for tonight Maybe this was the opening. Maybe he can try to manipulate Lady Y/N into accepting Nemo or any of the brothers and closing the bond with the Pellereli and Dimoche families.

And with that, even if the bond is sealed, he can do what he desires. Oh, how smart he was on that part. But the thing is, he's not as wicked as Lady Fillia nor Lady Y/N.

"I make sure that both of them are asleep, my dear father~" When Aida was about to kiss him, she only felt his palm against her lips, and this action confused and annoyed her.

"Why don’t we play something different today?"

"Different? But I like the original," Aida whined, not wanting to know about this new game.

"It’s still the same, but a new person will join."

Sein hearing this, he presses himself even harder on the shelf, thinking Gwen saw him, only to sigh in relief because it wasn’t the case. But even so, hearing the name of the new person Gwen talks about

He subconsciously grips the book in his hand, already feeling that he doesn’t like where this will go.

"No! I want it only for me!" Aida, after hearing the new person’s name, even if she also wanted her to join, felt something in her stomach when she played the "close your eyes" game on her.

She wanted to do this alone with her father.

"Shh, quiet down, you little idiot. Think of it this way: if she joins us, you can do whatever you like, and I’ll even praise you for it." Duke Gwen said, gaslighting Aida into thinking that this won’t bring any harm and that the spotlight is still on her.

"I understand, father, but would Y/N agree?"

"Just tell her to come to the library with you." Gwen then parted Aida’s hair, tucking it in her ears, and gently placed his palm on her cheeks, giving her a please look. "Don’t you want to let your friend know about our game? There’s no harm in adding one."

"… You’re not wrong. I also want her to join our game," Aida said, smiling at the memory she once had, which was the time when Y/N was braiding her hair and the two were alone.

She mentions this game of hers and how she wanted to play it, but Y/N refuses to play, telling her that she has a better one, but Aida doesn’t feel like playing the better one Y/N spoke of. So instead, she took the matter into her own hands and played her games by hugging Y/N and licking her chin.

Which earned her a push from her that made her small body hit the ground. She was about to whine and be hurt by what Y/N did, but Aida forgives Y/N as she quickly apologizes and tells her that she has a strong ticklish on that spot, and when she sees her flustered, shy look before Y/N completely faces her away,

Aida finds it cute, and she wants to see that look more. After all, it was Aida's first time seeing Y/N covered in red. In reality, you were angry and annoyed at that scene due to one person who messed with Aida's mind.

"Okay! But first, give me the key; I’m going to look for the book." Aida agreed and then held her hand in front of her for Gwen to give her the key.

"All right, go then."

"Oh, right. I’ve been meaning to ask Papa, What is this other key for?"

"This is for future matters; I will tell you once you grow older. Now, do you remember which key it is?"

"Of course, I remember~"

"First, move the book that’s on top of it, and once you get it, go fetch Lady Y/N so we can begin."

"Got it, papa~"

As Sein watched Aida remove the books and begin opening the box, he couldn’t express how confused he was and how angry he felt for some reason about the discovery; all he could do at that point was grip the book so hard that his palm started to throb from too much pressing.

RING!!

Sein broke his gaze on the book Aida was holding after hearing a loud noise coming out of the hallway, a noise that seemed to continue as it hit something.

CLANG!!

So did Gwen and Aida, who immediately ran to where Gwen was, asking, "What was that?" startled at the noise as it kept continuing.

RING!!

"I don’t know, but stay close," Gwen replied at the same time, taking the book from Aida’s hand and sprinting to the box again to hide it.

CLANG!!!

As the final sounds ended, it soon continued with a lot of footsteps and murmuring across the hallway, followed by a lot of candles that glowed in the once-dark hallway.

Knock, knock!!

This startled them all, but they soon calmed down when they realized it was just a servant asking if Duke Gwen was there.

"My Lord, are you there?"

"Yes, what is all the commotion?" Gwen said at the same time, shushing Aida to keep quiet, which she obediently did.

"You need to come quick! I-I can’t describe it."

Indeed, they can’t describe it with just words, as the scene either comes out of a horror book or a murder case, as the once-clean, beautiful stairs are now covered with broken glasses, bells, and blood.

Or so they thought.

"Well?" Duke Gwen asks as he orders the servant to check if it’s real blood.

"I-it’s just painting. My lord."

As the servant said those words, it calmed a lot of nerves, and everyone sighed in relief, but "My lord, there seems to be a letter." One servant pointed, and indeed there was.

As soon as Gwen got his hands on the said letter and once he opened it, he was lucky that there was no servant behind him, as they could read what was inside the letter.

"What was written, my lord?" Some servants ask as Gwen expresses his anger. Fear?

Gwen immediately closes the paper before some servant can get a chance to peek at what's written on it.

"Clean this! And first thing in the morning, I want you all outside, as someone decided to test my temper!"

It was a talk until the morning; they don’t know what happened or who did it. But the only hint was the paper that Duke Gwen still had. Some said that the person who did this was just one of his servants or a criminal who wanted to play this sick game of theirs.

All they can do is wait until morning and learn who among them is the culprit.

As for Gwen, as soon as he went back to the study room, Aida was waiting just outside the door, and when she saw him, she immediately ran to him and asked, "Papa, what was that?"

"Aida, you should go; we will continue this next time."

"But-"

"I said now! Don’t make me repeat it!"

Aida was taken aback by Gwen’s voice, and this was the first time Gwen shouted at her and was angry. She didn’t even get to speak when Gwen shut the door in her face.

While Aida stood motionless outside the study room, her face covered in sadness and hurt, Gwen made his way to his table, pulling out the letter and rereading what was written inside.

‘It can’t be; this isn’t real!

What? Why is he so scared of it? Why is his breath shaking? Or rather, his whole body? What was written in the letter?

Well, it's just a semi-warning, or rather, "to not let him do it again, ever."

Sein, who was still hiding, was intrigued by what had occurred and the letter on the table. and hearing Gwen’s mumbling voice, looking stressed, only to snap out of it when a knock was heard.

Gwen immediately opened it, wanting to tell Aida that he was busy and she should listen, but as soon as he opened it, he quickly fixed his face on the servant, who was then showing him an item that they had found.

"My lord, we saw this candlestick, and it looks like it is still fresh. We also saw this." The servant then showed the rose paper. and when Sein saw this, his eyes widened.

"Anything else?"

"That’s all, my lord."

Gwen dismisses the servant, telling him that he will take the item as evidence. And as he placed the thing on his table, he was about to go look for something.

Only for another knock to interrupt him.

"...Papa"

Hearing Aida’s whimpering voice, Gwen quickly made his way to her, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Aida’s tearful face: "Papa, I hid under the table before the servant saw me. Are you mad at me?"

"No, Papa, it's just a little stress because something unexpected happened... Let’s go, and I’ll go bring you to your room."

Sein, who was waiting patiently, moved once he heard a lock sound. And when he made his way to the table, wanting to see what made Duke Gwen display a terrified look,

Sein can’t help but be curious once he reads the letter.

Inside the letter:

"Is this what you keep doing while I’m not there? Why would you do that to our child?!

You’re a monster!

MONSTER!

If I were alive now, I would KILL you!"

Sein can't help but hum at this. He then grabs the paper rose and gently opens it, wanting to see what was written before he makes his exit. As soon as he read it, he returned it to its original form and made his way out.

🌹I hope you like the show because, on my side, it was satisfying. 🌹

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"Gwen, what happens?" Sylvia asks because, as soon as she went back home, she saw all the servants line up.

She first thought it was meant for her because of how sweet Gwen was, but in reality, she learned that someone was threatening Duke Gwen. leaving a red painting that some servants need to take the whole carpet and replace it with a new one.

Due to the painting being hard to remove with only their hands and some soap, the liquid texture of the painting doesn’t belong to one of theirs; it was a high-class one. And this made the people in the household more curious.

As of now, the family is having a nice lunch alongside their guest, Lady Y/N, who will go home tonight. They didn’t get any breakfast as Duke Gwen was busy intriguing his servants.

While Nemo, Aisha, and Carlo were confused and curious as to what happened last night, the two children were afraid as they heard the whispering of the servants. (aka Nemo and Carlo). Aida, on the other hand, was only looking down at her plate, not having any appetite.

"Aida, are you all right?" You ask, whispering the words, which Aida quickly snaps out of and acts as if she’s not acting weird a minute ago.

"Hmm? ah, yes. This meat is delicious, don’t you say so Y/N~?"

"But you haven’t touched it yet."

Aisha sighs while watching your two interactions. "Sister. Are you sure you are all right? "It's okay to feel scared," Aisha said, whispering as well. Her hands are now wrapped around Aida’s cold one.

"A little bit, but thanks to Papa. I'm all right."

Just the mention of him made you twitch your eyes, but you covered it with a smile. And behind that smile is a big grin of satisfaction, thanks to the plan you conducted and how smoothly things played out.

Seeing his stressed and terrified look, you just hope that this day will stay in his memory as well as the message you left, as it will preoccupy him from now on. instead of Aida. Though you felt sorry for Aida’s situation and that it might be traumatic to her, as Gwen never shouted at her,

Just Seeing her sad, hurt expression before you returned to the twin’s room made you feel guilty for it. But you need to do this, not only for her own good but for others' as well.

While you are satisfied and some parts of the actual stories might change, you are still happy that you prevented today’s event.

While you and Aisha are comforting Aida, Sein, on the other hand, is thinking about Pinocchio’s note.

As soon as he returned to his room that night, he quickly opened the book and took the note out.

He can’t help but glance at Aida and Duke Gwen, remembering Pinocchio’s note.

Pinocchio Note:

"Inside the box is the answer to what is beyond closed doors.

Be cautious, my friend. Open your eyes and look around you, because if you always stayed in the shadow, soon a light will emerge showing where you are."

Sein hummed as he remembered; moreover, he wants to learn what book Aida took and why Gwen wants Y/N to join their little game. Just at the thought of you, he subconsciously glanced at where you were. And for a split second, he thought he caught you looking at him. But maybe his mind was playing with him again.

Indeed, you were looking at him as well. wanting to see how he reacts to the letter you wrote him, but can only sigh and smile underneath that concerned look. because even if Sein is really hard to read, you still get a small hint that his mind will be more focused on the box.

"I’m glad you're safe, so, did you find them?" Sylvia asks

"Unfortunately, I didn't, but I already called the authority, and they will handle it... In the meantime, I want you kids to pack your stuff later this evening."

"What? Where are we going?" Carlo asks

And as soon as Gwen told them where they would be staying, as it wasn’t safe at the house and the authorities might be done after the next weekend, you almost spit out the water you were drinking.

When he said that Lord Duke and Lady Lisa offered their homes to them.

‘I should have seen this coming... but sh*t, it’s still startled me.’ You cursed, chuckling at the thought of it. 'You're rich, why only have one house?' at the same time sweating at this.

"Are you all right, Lady Y/N?" Sylvia asks with concern in her voice, but behind that is a grinning smile, as she didn’t need to ask Gwen for the twins and the boys to visit you next time.

To the person who threatened Gwen, she got to thank that person, as it made her plan go faster.

"Yes, Lady Sylvia. I’m just excited tonight~" You lied.

"We aren’t a bother to your family, right, Lady Y/N?" Gwen asks.

"Of course not, Duke Dimoche~ I’m happy to have you all." You chirped at the same time, widening your arms. motioning how happy you are.

Gwen chuckled, finding it adorable. only to click his tongue annoyed at the thought of last night as he didn’t get to continue his plan. Sylvia, who also finds it cute, is excited about her plan to conduct

"Oh right, Sylvia, did you get anything out of your trip? Do you have something to give to Lady Lisa and Henry as a thank-you gift? as well as Lady Y/N?"

"Oh, you don’t need to Duke Dimoche, Lady Sylvia," but your words were cut off by Sylvia’s chirped voice.

"Nonsense! and I have. Thank you for mentioning it, Gwen~ Oh~ you really should’ve come with us! This time there were a lot of novelty objects at the exhibition."

Gwen Sigh "You know, business affairs... and what happened last night. Next time, I will definitely go."

"Yes… I heard and am glad that you are all safe." Sylvia first took a sip from her cup before she continued, "I saw a lot of eastern handicrafts. I bought a few pieces of blue and white porcelain, some silk, and a lot of exquisite little things."

"Lady Y/N, are the eastern handicrafts enough as a gift?" Sylvia glanced at you, chuckling as you were about to take a bite of your food, and immediately motioned her hand to not answer her.

But you insisted, smiling at her as you said. "It is Lady Sylvia. Thank you~"

Sylvia nodded her head, acknowledging your answer: "By the way, I picked out a specially made gold and ivory snuff bottle for you."

"Is that so? Then I must take a good look at it in the afternoon." Gwen replied, chuckling as well.

"Papa, I want to go and look at it with you~" Aida quickly said, chirping these words for him to hear.

"Aida, those kinds of things aren’t pretty!" Carlo started, to which you agreed. "Let’s play together in the afternoon before we go to Y/N’s house! Mom bought a lot of jelly drops; it’s so delicious!"

As Aisha cleared her throat, catching all your attention, she began to say, "If you eat too much candy, you’ll turn crazy."

"Aisha, don’t speak nonsense! You don’t know anything!" Carlo defended himself but quickly got humiliated once Aisha mentioned how he looked because of the jelly drops.

In return, he got a laugh from Aida, Nemo, and you.

"What are you laughing at? Nemo, watch yourself!" Carlo exclaimed, flustered expressions now forming on his cheeks.

"Aisha, how could you say something like that to Carlo? He is your brother," Gwen commented, shaking his head in disbelief at what Aisha did.

‘Correction, stepbrother' 

"Y/N, I thought you would be on my side!"

‘Now who said-?’ only for your thought to cut off when Aida hugged your left arm, and both the twins are now semi-glaring at Carlo.

"She isn’t on your side" / "She is on our side!" both the twins said, smiling smugly at Carlo’s pouting face, indicating that the brothers are just below them.

"Okay, that’s enough children. I prepared gifts especially for you, Lady Y/N. When it’s time for afternoon tea, let’s go look at them together!"

"Why only Y/N? Lady Sylvia~?" Aida whined, not liking that the other family was taking you away from her.

"You also have one~ later we will open it."

Aida thought first but quickly smiled, "That’s great! Thank you, Lady Sylvia~" followed by you, who thanked her as well.

"That’s very considerate of you, Sylvia. "Henry and Lady Lisa will be delighted to hear what you did. "Isn't that right, Lady Y/N?"

"Yes, Duke Dimoche~ mother and father were happy when I received some new gifts, especially if they belonged to Lady Sylvia~ (which I will only use if necessary) "

Sylvia, hearing your words, was delighted by the news and told you how to prepare yourself, as she might be doing that so often now, in a joking way. to which you only chuckled back.

"Anyway… I think I’m still not doing good enough; otherwise, why would our little Aisha not even smile?" Sylvia asks Gwen, but instead of him answering the question, Aida gives it instead.

"Hehe, Aisha just doesn’t like to smile; she only smiles when Y/N is around~"

"That is true." Aisha didn’t deny it and cast you a glance, to which you smiled at her.

"I’m happy to hear that, but maybe because our younger sister’s smile got stolen by you, dear~" Gwen said, directing his words to Sylvia.

"That’s not true! If anyone in this table, Y/N would be that person~" Aida chirped back, casting a look toward you.

Oh, how you just wanted to go back to your room and prepare your escape hatch, as all the topics they held will always be drawn at you. and seeing Sein glaring at Gwen and Aida, you only chuckled at this.

Chuckled in an exhausted way... How long can you keep this act of yours? You're nearing insanity if you keep staying at this place.

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More books of mine

NEW CHAPTERS: SCHEDULE OF UPLOADING

Sequel for the next chapter

#aishamanga #aisha #sein #manhua #horror #webtoon

[abstract-crossverse]

MADNESS COMBAT MASTERLIST

** - Platonic

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HANK

Hank showing his face to reader

Hank with a cat-like reader

Mag!Hank with a simp reader

That one character thinks the reader's d3ad but the reader's alive prompt, with Hank [fic, angst/comfort]

Mag!Hank having an episode and reader calming him down

Hank comforting the reader

"La Seine" [fic, fuff]

"Overworked" [fic, fluff]

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DEIMOS

Deimos with a super injured Reader

Deimos x Owl winged!reader

Deimos Snuggle headcanons

Deimos with a ticklish reader

Deimos with a stressed reader

Deimos x Sanford's sibling!reader

Big bro Deimos teasing Child!Reader **

"Big Bro" [Deimos x Child!Reader] **

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SANFORD

Sanford x bird winged!reader

Shy Sanford going to ask the reader out

"This Place About to Blow" [fic, angst]

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TRICKY

"Leaving wasnt a Good Idea" [MC2!Tricky x reader angst to fluff]

"Meeting a Clown" [MC2!Tricky x reader, fic, fluff sorta] **

Corrupted!Tricky x reader

Tricky x Optimistic!Witch!reader

Tricky comforting the reader from a nightmare

Tricky x Jester!cat!reader

Tricky x Chubby!reader

Tricky x Nervous!reader

Hellclown!Tricky x reader

Tricky x Bomb!reader

"Clown promise" (Tricky and Sibling!reader angst I made one night) **

Tricky x Male!Demon winged!reader

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AUDITOR

Auditor x reader [fic, fluff, pt.1]

Auditor x reader [hc, pt.2]

Auditor x Mag!reader

Auditor x Monster!reader

Surprise kisses headcanons

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SHERIFF

Sheriff nicknames Headcanons

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2BDAMNED

Auditor-possessed!2BDamned x reader [fic]

2BDamned x child!reader **

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Jebediah Christoff/Jebus

"Together at Last" [Jebus x Reader, fic, angst/fluff]

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PHOBOS

"Peanut Butter" [Phobos x Reader, fic, feat. Science trio]

"Daring" [angst/comfort fic?? Idk how to tag this one]

"Jelly?" [Part.2 of "Peanut Butter", fic, fluff, feat. Science Trio]

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OTHERS

Mag Agent Torture x AAHW reader

Romps + Romp Star with the reader **

"A Torturous Confession" [Mag Agent Torture x reader]

"Well Deserved Rest" [White Hank x Reader, oneshot]

"Listener" [MAG Agent Torture x Reader, hc]

Hofnarr x Reader [hc]

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MISC.

Deimos and Sanford comforting the reader headcanons

Tricky and Hank(separate) adopt Teen!reader**

Main 3 + 2BDamned x a reader who has powers like Eleven(Stranger Things) **

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#madness combat #madness combat x reader #look for later

[ich-bin-der-baer]

Random German Vocabulary (66)

der Bandenkrieg -- gang war der Bruchteil -- fraction der Dödel -- idiot; dick die Einsicht -- insight die Weitsicht -- foresight

abstumpfen -- to dull; to deaden höhnen -- to mock verwässern -- to dilute; to water down widerrufen -- to revoke

inbrünstig -- ardent; fervent kitzlig -- ticklish vollschlank -- full-figured zerzaust -- dishevelled; tousled; ruffled

eine Gebühr entrichten -- to pay a fee auf Vordermann bringen -- to get (something) into shape eingebildet sein -- to be conceited

#german vocabulary #german langblr

[babysizedfics]

Headcanons Masterpost 4

constantly being updated - last edit 21 Jan 2021

Please do not reblog!

Bold headcanons are my personal faves!

Virgil:

Showing Janus affection with head bonks | Being fed dry cereal by Mama | Ticklish!! | Baby sleep noises | being jealous of remy | has nightmares that papa doesn’t love him anymore | used to be terrified of dogs (and may still be a bit) | used to think he had a crush on Logan but really he just felt little | Touchstarved when he moved in | Twirly skirts | colour-coded diaper cover/dress | Calling Logan "Mama" when big and everyone's reactions | Vee is so quiet it makes him insecure | skirt accidentally tucked into diaper/pullup | sensory sensitivities and diapers | tugging nana's hair | Hyperaware/empathetic to people's moods (follow up to this) | adult virgil and dad's nighttime routine and kissing softies | when vee is happy she chants Ticka Ticka Ticka | categorizing everyones cuddle styles

checklist: what makes a show baby enough for vee

Roman:

Hates attention when sick | realising he is neglecting his adult social life | would love a weighted blanket | Dyed his hair bright pink for Vee's skirt reveal | No pacis (maybe just one) | Ticklish feet and ankle raspberries from dad | Putting Vee in "baby jail" (the beanbag) | being player 2 as punishment | middle!roman being angrier with remus' teases and feeling insecure | giving nana a makeover | only liking cuddles on his terms | little middle and big ro reacting to vee's cuddles | middlespace teen tantrum | interacting with nana and cgs when he's middlespace | roman's teen angst scaring vee and that upsets roman

Patton:

cg headspace being unhealthy (3) | dyscalculia | lifts weights to cope with anger | Patton's self-care week | Patton's separation anxiety and Ro and Vee's reactions | tickling behind vee's knees now that he wears skirts (plus anon's headcanon)

Logan:

Mama bear mode when Vee is sick / If Vee got strep / when sick Vee can't sleep | Automatonophobia | Heartfelt family photos video for xmas (plus more explained) | hearing virgils singing voice | being prepared for little Roman at work (2) | loves romance novels and always cries at them | calling Patton "pumpkin" | When Logan works overtime his family cuddle pile on him (Mama Jail) | Cuddling the baby in his sleep even tho he doesn't like cuddles (cat gif) | crying at his fave film and everyone comforting him discreetly (esp. vee)

Janus:

How people in the mindscape react to his scars | CG jobs he can't do | Casual chat with vee before xmas & his Xmas gift to vee | Why Janus visits + past meetings with Lo | “Ich hätte sanfter mit dir sein sollen” | realising Roman has somniphobia | admitting to Patton how hard being a teen dad was (1) | cried when vee gave him his first paci kiss | calling Vee "little hatchling" | How to calm a fussy baby, Nana style | facetiming Vee | Roman hides his hat and gets him to stay longer | Staying overnight (and vee being excited) | reverse psycology with bratty little roman | strict nana when teen roman is acting out

Never lying to Vee and struggling with being a teen dad | Acne scars and stretch marks | giving 4 y/o virgil pacis then needing to take them away

Remus:

bickering with roman but also joining forces to cause mischief | stealing roman's cars and making him cry for daddy | mocking vee in the past and not being allowed to tease her now | vee thinking remus is roman and cuddling him | encourgaing bratty little roman, accidentally upsetting teen roman

Background Characters:

Seraphina (sera) roman's bff from high school - how they met and what she thinks of his agedre

Jamal, roman's love interest - their first date and being supportive of roman's "childish moods"

Multiple:

Are Vee and Roman in the agere community? | Vee trying (failing) to babysit Ro | CGs getting fussy baby Vee to tak medicine | Vee and Roman's secret xmas presents | Roman used to be scared of Logan, vee has tried to wear skirts for 4 years | Roman and Patton tried getting to to act like a toddler once | vee is scared his toy makes a squeaky noise but roman fixes it for him | (Updated) Ro and Vee's adult fashion | Diaper ads | Kissies for both the littles | Everyone's favourite nicknames/petnames | Pat, Lo and Jan's signature snacks to make for the littles | Vee's touchy feely books, roman's fairytales | What stickers do Ro and vee like (pictures) | things ro and vee do with pat lo and jan that are exclusive to that person

Roman tickles and teases Vee (concept ficlet)

#little/big concept masterpost #little/big concepts #little/big series

[lovelivingmydreams]

Lukanetteweek day 2: family +day 3: confession

Day 1 Luka strung his guitar as he observed Marinette taking the measurements of Kitty Section’s band members. Rose and the others had approved of Mari’s designs. So now all that was left to do was making those designs a reality. She’d come to the garage where they’d been practicing their new song, without the speakers as not to disturb the neighbors too much. She’d come in right after they’d started and had cheered them on the whole time. She waited patiently until they were done before waving a notebook and measuring tape, indicating the reason for her presence. Adrien had apologized and left with the promise to send her his measurements. He had a shoot. She went on to measure Rose, Juleka and finally Ivan. The girls were easy enough for her. She went to work with confident practiced moves and a steady rhythm. Measure, write, measure, write. Measure, complement, write. When it came to Ivan she needed some help from Juleka. When she saw the slight flash of insecurity on his face she comforted him by saying that Mylene must feel so safe having someone so big and strong to look after her. After she got all of his measurements down they all left. The girls had a double date with Ivan and Mylene. “Gues it’s my turn huh?” he concluded as he put his guitar away before getting up to walk towards her, hands casually shoved in his pockets. Marinette nodded without looking, turning over a page in her notebook and presumably writing down his name on top of her prepared sheet. He could see a slight blush forming on her cheeks. Was she nervous about touching him? That was kind of cute. “So what first?” he asked patiently. He had no where to be which was why he’d waited until everyone with plans had their turn. “Uhm,” she hesitated, playing with the pen in her hand.”You probably should take your hoodie off... for accurate measurements.” He nodded in understanding and took of the extra layer. It was kind of chilly in the garage, but it couldn’t be helped. Unless he wanted his shirt to be two sizes too big. Marinette closed her eyes, took a deep breath and when she opened them she had a determined look in her eyes. Her posture straightened and she walked towards him with a confidence one wouldn’t have expected of her judging by how she acted only seconds before. Except Luka had already seen her passionate, determined and confident under pressure. That she felt the need to give herself a peptalk for him was kind of flattering. Still he hoped she’d soon be comfortable enough around him to just be herself without second guessing her actions. “I’ll start with your back and shoulders,” she informed him as she walked around. “Whatever you say Miss Dupain-Cheng,” he smirked. He felt her delicate hands follow the line of his shoulders as she aligned the measuring tape. He heard a short hum before her hands disappeared ass she moved to write her findings down. Then her hands moved along his spine and he resisted the urge to move. No need for her to find out he was ticklish right now. “Can you put up your arms?” He did as he was told. She measured the circumference of his upper arm, his lower arm and his wrist. Then she measured the length of his upper and lower arm before she walked back around to stand in front of him. The blush had reappeared on her cheeks. “Now comes the awkward stuff huh?” he smirked, which lead to her blushing more intensely. She looked up apologetically and nodded. “I’m not very used to doing this... I mean I’ve taken measurements before, but usually from people I’ve know all my live... It’s different.” She fumbled with the tape, looking everywhere except at him. “Well I’m glad you get to practice overcoming this with me. You want to be a professional designer someday right? You’ll probably have to take a lot of measurements of models before you get to the point where you can pay someone to do that for you,” he mused. Marinette nodded. “Yeah. First I’ll have to built a portfolio and then I need to apply at IFA, take the exam, then when I get in I need to tale on internships. I’ll apply for one at Gabriel and work my way up trough the ranks and by the time I graduate I’ll be offered a job as a designer.” Luka smiled at the excitement in her eyes. “Well you’ve planned out your entire career it seems.” She blushed at his remark. “But I wonder what a bout your family life? Have you figured that out yet?” She seemed like the kind of girl that had her wedding half-planed and her house picked out before she graduated college. “well...” Yep, she was definitely that kind of girl. “I may have a few ideas for my wedding dress drawn out,” she admitted. “I dream of a beautiful house near the Seine. And we’d have three kids. Emma, Louis and Hugo. And a pet hamster.” Luka chuckled. “A hamster?” he queried. “I love hamsters,” she insisted. He held his hands up in surrender. “I can almost imagine it myself actually. You making coffee, a pencil in your hair and a notebook in your pocket in case of emergency’s. Emma drawing pretty dresses at the kitchen table while the boys are climbing the tree in the garden.” She nodded at the picture he painted. She gestured for him to spread his arms again. It seemed that engaging her mind with this fantasy helped her to keep her mind of of worrying about things getting awkward. “I don’t expect any of my kids to pursue fashion actually. If they want to that’s fine. But especially since I’ve seen how being pushed into his father’s business is weighing down on Adrien, I wouldn’t want to do that to my little angels,” she explained as she measured his chest, not even blinking while she reached around him, coming almost chest to chest. “I just want them to be kind, considerate and happy,” she smiled as she wrote down his size. “If they take after their mother you won’t have to worry about those first two. And the latter can’t possibly be a problem. Between you and your parents, plus an honorary aunt like Alya...” he wanted to say more, but an accidental graze from her thumb against his stomach caused to cut himself off with a sharp intake of breath. Dang... That was his weak spot. “Luka?” Marinette looked up at him confused, but then realization dawned on him. Mischievous Marinette was both very cute and a terrifying sight. “Are you ticklish?” she asked with a raised eyebrow. One hand lifted as though she wanted to let him know that she would put him to the test if he denied it. “... Yes,” he admitted and he was rewarded with a giggle. “That’s adorable,” she managed between fits of laughter. “Yeah... Little hint, don’t embarrass your professional models like that. Their ego’s are most likely a whole lot more fragile than mine,” he muttered in mock annoyance. Mari nodded and went back to work. Apearantly learning that he was ticklish was the icebreaker needed to make her at ease, since she took the rest of his measurements in comfortable silence. When she was done she got up and checked her notebook one last time. Luka was ready to grab his guitar and leave, but then she grabbed him by the arm and spun him around. “I forgot about your hat!” she exclaimed. He looked at her confused. “I have cold weather accessories planned for everyone,” she explained while she reached on her tiptoes to measure the circumference of his head. He should’ve sat down for this. He should’ve stopped her when he noticed she was too hurried to think straight. But she’d wanted to get this last one done quickly, he had been taken by surprise. And now they were both falling to the ground. On instinct Luka wrapped his body around hers to make sure he’d break her fall. When they hit the ground he broke the force of the fall by rolling them both over a few times. This resulted in him crouching down above a dazed and blushing Marinette. For one breathless moment his attention was captivated by her lips, but then that moment passed and he, once again, got a clear sight of his priorities. “Are you alright?” he breathed. Mari nodded and with a sigh of relief he helped her up “I’ll take a seat this time,” he smirked, earning an apologetic smile. “That’s probably for the best,” she agreed. After she’d taken this one last measurement she packed her things.while he contemplated that split second where he’d wanted to act without thinking the consequences trough. He was always a ‘go with the flow’ kind of guy. But he knew that with matters of the heart he needed to be careful. “See you Luka!” Mari called behind him. He acted on instinct. “Wait!” he exclaimed as he grabbed her wrist. Urgently but not too hard. Marinette looked up at him in surprise. “I feel like I need to tell you this... To make sure that there’s no misunderstanding I need you to know that I don’t expect anything from you. But I want you to know how I feel regardless. I like you Marinette. Enough that I want to find out if I might be the lucky man who one day gets to see you in that dress you sketched, to carry you trough the doorway of the little house by the seine. I want to find out if I might be so lucky as to find myself the father of those three children. And maybe I’m not. But I feel like if I don’t let you know this now then I’ll spend the rest of my life regretting it. You are the song I want to sing Marinette. But I’d understand if you don’t feel that way. I’ve seen you look at Adrien... But still, sometimes I think I catch you looking at me that way.” Marinette was silent for a minute. “You really mean that? You like me as more than a friend?” she asked breathlessly. Luka nodded, his face serious. “The truth is Luka, I don’t know how I feel right now... Would you give me time? To sort out my heart? I’d understand if you don’t want to wait for that. I feel selfish for even asking...” “Not at all!” he insisted. “I told you i didn’t expect you to do anything with this. And you should never feel pressured to feel anything for anyone.Thank you for listening to what i had to say.” Marinette smiled and gave him a playful shove. “How come you’re so mature?” she wondered. Luka shrugged. “I spent a lot of time listening,” was all he had to say. She accepted this as an explanation and after a short moment of hesitation she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before leaving. Luka sighed. His heart felt lighter, now that he’d confessed. And while some would consider a ‘maybe’ as worse than a straight out ‘no’, he knew that this was the most that Marinette was able to offer at this point. When she spoke he could hear the conflict inside her. If he’d have to put it into notes it would be a confusing piece, fluctuating in tempo, volume and tone. She needed time. And he was happy to give her that gift. Regardless of the result. Day 4 part 1 Part 2 Day 5&6 Day 7

#miraulous tales of ladybug and chat noir #miraculous ladybug #MLB #lukanette #Lukanetteweek #luka couffaine #marinette dupain cheng #family #confession #Fic #lukanette week

[pastelbrachypelma]

Druglord Dan 1, 4, 5, 21 for the headcanon ask meme :3

Their physical weak spotsThe stomach is a big one for him. While I didn’t give this Dan the same illness as IRL Dan, he’s still sensitive in that area, so a lot of his martial arts stances are focused on directing attention away from there. His hair, since it’s long, is another physical weak spot. It’s easy to get a hold of if he’s caught off guard. I could also say the crotch, but yeah…that’s a bit obvious, isn’t it?

Best places to kiss on their bodyThe drug lord is quite ticklish :) Around his tummy, his inner thighs, and his biceps are all places that will illicit giggles. But I’d say the kisses that mean the most to him are on the lips, genuine contact coupled with gentleness. He doesn’t get a lot of that sort of affection.

Guilty pleasuresCandy and chocolate. He’s got quite the sweet tooth. :3 Really rich milk chocolate is his favorite treat. Home-cooked meals as well; doesn’t really matter what, though he tends to favor nostalgic foods from his childhood, like pancakes and latkes. Really, food in general is a guilty pleasure, since he doesn’t really get to eat much more than soup or instant mac and cheese on a daily basis.

Turning points in their lifeThe decision to sell his remaining medication instead of throwing it in the Seine when he went to France. He accidentally fell into a very illegal business, just like his father. Being rejected by Deadly A and basically kicked out of his home was devastating. His next turning point is what happened with Marilyn, when he defied Pitbull and fled New York with Brian to start fresh in California. The third was meeting Black Magic and Little Bird, with whom he briefly had a relationship. After that, probably the events of the first book and meeting Arin.

#drug lord!Dan #give me the music #the city as you walk #to lift you when you fall #thanks for your interest anon!

[wavesofmemory]

Two: The Idea of Future

I am writing this as I think of you, not that I have always been thinking of you, but I don't want to leave out this detail without emphasizing it. I am thinking of a new world where there are only the two of us. Not quite figuratively, but a lense derived from the fondness that we have for each other, so much that it blurs anything and everything around us. We will have a small house that always smells like freshly baked sweets and breads, creaky wooden blinds just how I like it, at the side of a fresh-water lake, or it could be Seine. Putting your hands in mine as we look into the reflections topped with glistening surface being hit by sunrays; as long as it takes until we turned into little fish and recognize each other again. And we lay down ourselves with our backs ticklish from the piercing blades of grass, hearts pounding with cacophony of outburst, both of our cheeks flushed red and it won't take long for the two phantoms to find each other's lips. You might peel me and my heart as if I was a tangerine, or a taffy candy, as it is meant for sweets to be eaten, you did, your skin touching my skin. The motes of dust won't hinder us, nor the cicadas songs flexing their tymbals, nor the creaking noises of only God-knows-what heard from detritus, for it is really love and desire that turns our eyes blind. Mayhaps thirstiness, I know that I long for you. We are both mad and made for each other.

I want to do so many things with you. I want to share you my favorite breads at the station as we wait for our train ride, aimlessly going towards nowhere yet we've never been this sure. Then we think of the way the phrase 'in love' is pretty, how it sounds like love is a place where you can live in and stay. I am in Love. We are in Love. Love with a capital L, for we've made up our mind and we have decided a destination, not a detour, and our train is now buzzing fast to reach it. We fall asleep as the fleeting thoughts of daydream are making us happy, what making us happier is that even those dreamy fragments are never a far-cry from reality. Metaphoric clock ticked, screaming kettle inside our warm dwelling, I turned the stove off to pour both of us our favorite chamomile tea into the intricate cups carved fancily and imprints of our traces will eventually merge as one.

[sapphicscholar]

Letter 75

April 3, 2012, 10:55am

Hi Maggie,

Please don’t apologize. I wasn’t...I was talking more about the sort of cultural expectations around tragedy than anything else. It was the anniversary of my dad’s funeral this weekend. Normally I try to spend the day with family if I can and Kara offered to drop by, but I couldn’t afford time away from the lab considering I’ll be gone for the conference. I just couldn’t stop thinking of this one time I went to CAPS (the mental health services thing here) just because I though, I don’t know, everyone kept saying I should and…it really didn’t go well. The person they gave me kept trying to convince me that “everything happens for a reason” and that we can learn from the hardships we face in life. And idk I felt like I was failing at grieving. And who the fuck fails at that?

But you’re right, our situations are different and I can only imagine what it must have felt like to rebuild your life after what your parents did. I don’t know…reading about you leaving that card for Eliza, I can only think about brave you had to have been at such a young age. I think the way you were able to wrestle meaning out of all of that also speaks to your strength.

Ok after that depressing interlude…

I’m sure your aunt would love to hear from you!! I had never heard of Asterix before, but after a bit of Googling I’m pretty confident those are good gifts to send. Très French.

I’m excited for my present. WHAT IS IT??? I will buff up on my oenological lingo for our wine tasting. I’ll admit on my grad school stipend I myself am partial to a vintage full-bodied “Two-Buck Chuck” from Trader Joe’s. (Don’t laugh, at least it’s not boxed wine.)

I’m glad the trip went well! I’m excited to see the pictures. Also I’m currently envisioning you in a beret with a cigarette in hand typing away at the Shakespeare and Company typewriter while gazing out at the Seine at Notre Dame, accordion music playing in the background. Obviously this is all happening in black and white.

I emailed Kara to see if she could dig up some photos of the two of us from that dark time in my life. You’ll be the first to know if she finds something.

Hahaha…I will need you to develop a syllabus for Alex’s Gay Education. This is priority number two, second only to figuring out plan’s for Alex’s Trip Abroad. I’m really excited. And we don’t have to go hunting for alien references in the Ancient Egypt Art exhibits. I’m sure we can find some hints of them in the Impressionists too. Or at least we can identify fuzzy outlines of creatures that may or may not be aliens.

I was also going to say Defense Against the Dark Arts and Care of Magical Creatures!! However, I’m not going to lie…I’ve always been intrigued by the idea of Potions, but it really depends on whether Potions is a closer analog to Chemistry or cooking. Though I’d like to think that even if it was close to cooking, with weekly classes I’d eventually become at least competent.

So, are you one of those people who seeks out the 99% cacao dark chocolates? Because if so, you’re clearly a masochist. More seriously, do you do flavored chocolate? I know some people like sea salt chocolate, or chocolate infused with chili powder or mint. I’ll admit I haven’t really tried white chocolate aside from a Hershey’s Cookies ‘N Cream Bar, which hardly counts as chocolate.

I hope you get into every program you’re applying too, but I’m not going to lie: I’m totally rooting for National City. I can show you where I got those massive cupcakes! Though I would totally understand if you decide to go to Chicago to be close to your aunt. Let me know if you want a second pair of eyes on your applications.

To answer your questions:

1. Most embarrassing autofill: Not quite an autofill but certainly embarrassing. I was opening my laptop to show my professor a few figures I had made and I forgot that a google search of “How to know if you’re gay” was open in another tab. I like to think he didn’t see it…

2. Supposedly fun thing I will never do again: Getting a pedicure. I know it’s supposed to be relaxing or whatever, but my feet are super ticklish and it is not a good idea to burst out laughing and start flailing when people are working with sharp objects near your feet. Don’t worry, I tipped generously even though I left with only one nail painted.

3. The stereotype that fits me too well: I’m not sure, but I kind of fit the stereotype of the smart kid who got pushed into all of these accelerated programs only to burn out. I’m trying my best to shake that stereotype off. I was also once told that I fit that sort of bitter brunette with the “big black boots” and the “get back stare” from Jet’s “Are You Gonna Be My Girl.” That stereotype, however, is one I’m going to proudly live up to until the day I die.

Questions for you: 1) Flipside of a question we asked earlier on in this game: What is one superpower you would hate having? 2) What is one thing that you know is pretty ridiculous to be so obstinate over but you’re adamant about it and will argue over it to the death? 3) What’s your favorite season and why?

Bonus question: what should I pack for Italy that won’t make me look like a giant tourist.

I know I said it on Skype already, but to risk sounding a little dorky, I’m so excited to see you. I really, really am.

T-1 week!! Alex

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[hidden-giggles]

Story Time! A large compilation of IRL stories

So that “True Tickling Story Asks racked up a fair few requests, a great many of them repeats. The only people I can tag for this response are @crispysoultimemachine, @undermyfeather, and @lettheworldtickleyou. For all y’all anons, I hope you see these! Some overlap, so I may double up, don’t hate me?

Also shoutout to my FAVORITE Halloween film of all time Rocky Horror Picture Show. Oh the filth it involves. If you haven’t been to a live showing, go. I just went to another one and it just doesn’t get old. Pop that Rocky Cherry!

And so it begins! Click to see my adventures below the cut. Featured below, thought perhaps combined will be: 7. A time tickling went on longer than you wanted it to 8. A time someone held down your feet and tickled them 11. The most intense unintentional tickling you’ve ever endured 12. The most embarrassing tickling experience you’ve ever had 13. A time you were tickled in front of people 17. A time you tried to get yourself tickled 20. Your most ticklish pedicure 22. A time you were tickled in a public setting 24. A time you were asked to take off your shoes and it made you legitimately nervous 30. A time someone pulled your shoes off and tickled your feet 32. A time you tickled someone only to bait them into tickling you back

You’ve decided to brave this novel of a post? Well bless your heart. A portion of this will be out of order and covering parts of an 8 hour adventure with this asshole Josh I’m embarrassingly fond of. If you’re reading this, and I’m sure you are, try not to read into this too much or get too pleased. I’ll find a way to achieve revenge and you know it.

And so, starting this saga are numbers 7, 8, 12, 13, 22, and 30.

This summer in Paris, I had the pleasure of hanging out with Josh and showing him some of the sights around the 1st, 4th, and 12th arrondissements (sections of the city) and ordering the stuff we wanted in French. Bless his American heart 😛 But my foyer (dorm I guess?) was women only, and we weren’t about to bug his roommate, so for some 8 hours, we wandered some of my favorite and familiar parts of the city! Which also involved a lot, and I mean a lot of public play that flustered the hell out of me the entire time. And it was fun! But sometimes super duper embarrassing. For the first 45 minutes or so, we were chilling on the banks of the Seine in the 4th arr., just across the way from the islands in the center. We had some prosecco (Italian version of champagne), we relaxed, we chatted, totally surrounded by the dozens of other people doing the same on the grass and in the bars behind us. That did not, however, stop him from making me giggle like mad from head to toe, and I mean that literally. In a number of positions too, the worst of which involved me between his legs and leaning back, his thighs pinning my hands completely. He could reach everything, and I just about reached peak pitch in giggles. And then the ass made it worse. You see, my mouth ran rampant in France. I could say whatever I wanted in English because the kids didn’t know enough to be corrupted and only a portion of the adults knew enough English to understand. Even fewer cared. So when I begged calmly requested he cease fire, I was told to ask in French. The language people actually understood across the board. If people weren’t staring before (they were and it was so much worse knowing that), they were much more aware when I was, 1, begging en francais and 2, not getting my promised pause until a bit longer afterwards because he claimed he couldn’t understand me. I thought I might die, either from overheating with my massive blush or lack of breath for giggling and squealing myself to death. Oh god was I embarrassed, more than ever before, and more thoroughly played like a gosh darn fiddle. So I suppose the beginning of the evening covers numbers 7, 12, 13, and 22. Time skip like 4 hours. Apparently humans require food to function. I must have forgotten to read the “How to be Normal” manual because I had some bread at maybe 8 a.m. and then I didn’t really eat. But I had tea so I was totally hydrated! This is kind of common, my tum just doesn’t hold too much. But Josh, bless him, was less than pleased upon discovering that at midnight. And what’s open in Paris at midnight? Well, in the 1st arr. by the Hotel de Ville, it’s McDo, or McDonald’s. Bet y’all didn’t expect a cultural lesson with a tickling story, did you? And so, at midnight in the center of Paris in early August, we sat in a mostly empty McDonald’s munching on fries. And suddenly, my leg isn’t sitting still but rather being lifted, and shifted, and settled in his lap under the table. And my flip flop is coming off. And my heart stops. Oh god no no no no no, we are in an eating establishment, however casual it may be, being kicked out for disrupting the peace and being less than totally sanitary was not on my to-do list of rules I wanted to break while abroad (don’t follow my lead, learn from my example guys). I tried to pull my foot away, to put it back on the floor even without my shoe, but no such luck. I ankle was held tightly in place, I was stuck, even as his fingers started wiggling over my arches. I was biting my tongue, squeezing my eyes shut, shaking my leg and curling my toes, and I was still a squealing little mess. I begged, desperately, and after a short period of time I secured out exit from the restaurant and got my shoe back for the moment. But oh was I a nervous, flustered little thing. And that’s 8 and 30 for you! This doesn’t cover the entirety of the evening, and I don’t intend to, but those are some snippets to cover my bases!

On 24, I’m thankful to say I don’t recall being explicitly instructed to remove my shoes for any purpose that gave me reason to fear. If my shoes come off, it’s usually of my own volition and conception both.

Numbers 17 and 32 are another combination because I both attempted and succeeded, naturally. I have this nasty tendency to get what I want. Oops 😘🤗 It was a casual day last year in my dorm, and I was in a lounge watching a movie with a couple friends. One was a sister/good friend, the other a a good guy friend. Both knew I was sensitive, but my sister totally isn't when she doesn't want to be (like WTF I still don't know how she controls it?!). However, my dear friend totally is. It's super adorable. I didn't start it, but I totally didn't stop her when she starting poking at his stomach and he started squirming and trying to catch her hands. I was initially staying out of it because I didn't have a death wish, but he was between the two of us and it was just too easy because he couldn't fight the both of us, at least not well. Eventually I got the threat: "You're way worse than me! Keep doing that and you WILL get it back ten times as bad." It was effective for a bit, getting me to stop. And then a little poke. And then a couple more. Casual, spaced out, sneaky. No repercussions. I thought I had escaped, which felt like both victory and defeat. My sister had to go to some meeting, so it was just me and my friend. There was about 30 seconds of silence, just watching whatever movie was on - I couldn't tell you for the life of me what it was. And then: "Okay this has been a long time coming." I've never seen him move that quickly, but his arms shot out and his hands were tickling my stomach and sides before I had time to move or block. And oh was he right, I did get it ten times worse than I gave. For like 15 minutes. Of course he was terribly pleased the entire time I was writhing and squealing - apparently I make entertaining noises and he continues to point that out. It was the worst great kind of thing to happen on a lazy Saturday.

I know I'm totally and completely out of order on these, but hey, why not go with number 11 now? It was a girl's night, with PJs and cookie dough and pizza and I may or may not have been a little tipsy. It was just a little teeny tiny bit of a floaty feeling, I swear! But now I must regrettably inform you, darling reader, how sensitive I can be. Not always! But sometimes it's really bad. So picture this: I'm lounging on the couch, surrounded by my three or four friends, and one casually comments she likes my toenail polish color. Which would be fine and dandy—I was pretty fond of my signature OPI Big Apple Red too—if she didn't touch it. She didn't touch my skin, or even near it. She rubbed the polish on my big toe nail. And I still squeaked, my eyes wide as saucers, my toes curled, and biting my lip hard. Everyone in the room stopped and looked at me, most surprised and a little quizzical. "Are you really that ticklish? Oh my god." And so she did it again, and I jumped. And again, repeatedly, and I started squirming and trying to hold back giggles. And then she touched my toes and arches and I lost any sense of what was going on except for the fact that my friends were figuring out, some for the first time, how outrageously ticklish I am and having fun with it. I squirmed so much, desperate for an end to my embarrassed and unavoidable giggling, that I didn't realize it stopped until my feet were very warm. I opened my eyes. I had literally shoved my feet underneath my friend while she was sitting because her as was protecting them. It was shocking and hilarious enough that she did stop, but the damage had been done. All too many people know about how sensitive I am.

And finally, number 20 is about a pedicure. Which I've already written about. Fairly extensively throughout my blog. No offense, but if you want it you’re welcome to go searching because I’ve written a ton here already. Cool beans?

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[ragaeli-kenni]

Mein eigener sanfter Kitzel-Dämon

Name: Eragon Minora

Alter: 600 Jahre alt

Spezies: Kitzel-Dämon

Sexualität: Pansexuell (bevorzugt Männer)

Vorlieben: Kitzeln, Freunde, Kitzel spiele, Entspannen, Streiche spielen

Abneigungen: körperliche Schmerzen, Menschen die andere Mobben und Schmerzen zufügen, Horror

Als Leer: Sehr sanft, weißt gerne darauf hin wie kitzlig sein Spielkamerad ist indem er sagt wie: Oh? Bist du etwa hier sooo kitzlig?! Ist ja nicht zu fassen Hahahahaha! Findet sehr schnell die Sweet Spot's, bewahrt diese aber immer zum Schluss auf, um die Spannung aufrecht zu erhalten.

Als Lee: Liebt es gekitzelt zu werden, obwohl er es leugnet. Fängt an zu Quietschen, wenn man seine Rippen attackiert. Bevorzugt Knismesis (sanftes kitzeln), kann aber auch mit Gargalesis (hartes Kitzeln) umgehen.

Ticklish Spots: Bauch, Seiten, Rippen, Füße. Flügel und Schwanz sind erogene Stellen.

Biografie:

Eragon Minora wurde von seinen Eltern wohl erzogen. Leider ist er von seinen Eltern mit 10 Jahren durch einen Jäger der Kitzel-Dämonen hasst und getötet hat getrennt worden. Das hat ihn sehr geprägt und er hasste die Menschen, bis er eines Tages in seinen Reich einen kleinen Jungen fand, der Eragon wieder das Gefühl gab, kein böser Dämon zu sein. Seither liebt er es mit Leuten zu spielen die es lieben gekitzelt zu werden.

Besondere Fähigkeiten:

Kann die Empfindlichkeit nach Belieben erhöhen

Erzeugt Illustrationen

Kann sich unsichtbar machen

Kann sich in eine Tierform verwandeln

Besitzt die Fähigkeit der Hypnose (die Augenfarbe verändert sich in: grün, gelb, lila, orange, dunkel blau)

Kann die Flügel und Hörner unsichtbar machen

Liest Gedanken

Wenn der Spielkamerad verängstigt ist erzeugt er ein tiefes Schnurren um ihn zu beruhigen

Schwächen:

liebt Federn errötet und grinst süß

In seiner Tierform kann er keine Hypnose anwenden.

Fängt an zu weinen wenn er einen Spielkameraden irgendwo verletzt findet, versucht aber sich nichts anmerken zu lassen.

Wenn man seine Flügel bzw. Schwanz kitzelt errötet er und streckt breit grinsend die Zunge zur Seite raus.

Kann nicht wiederstehen wenn sich der Spielkamerad streckt und dabei sämtliche Teile des Körpers freilegt werden zu kitzeln.

Kann es nicht ertragen, wenn Leute weinen er wird dann nervös

So das ist meine erste Biografie über Eragon. Es kommt auch noch eine Story, indem er den kleinen Jungen kennenlernt den ich schon in der Biografie erwähnt habe.😉😁🤗

[wirsindamselbenheimwehkrank]

Diesmal nicht dem Seemann zu verdanken sondern meiner Langeweile!

1. What is you middle name? oh gott die erste Frage direkt schon zu peinlich ey, kann ich nicht sagen, den kennen auch nur 3 Leute! 2. How old are you? too late to die young! 20! 3. When is your birthday? im März! 4. What is your zodiac sign? Widder, hehehehe 5. What is your favorite color? dunkles grün 6. What’s your lucky number? 666 7. Do you have any pets? ich hatte mal einen Hund, der irgendwann einfach nicht mehr gewachsen ist, obwohl er hätte kniehoch werden sollen. noch dazu hatte er asthma, deswegen hat er nach kurzem Bellen immer mehr gegrunzt und ab und an hatte er epileptische anfälle. das war bisschen verstörend. hat aber immer auf meinem kopf geschlafen, top vieh! 8. Where are you from? dort, wo es noch Inzest gibt 9. How tall are you? Der Seemann weiss es! da war ich heute echt stolz auf ihn ey! 10. What shoe size are you? fast so groß wie meine Nase hahahahaha 11. How many pairs of shoes do you own? nicht genug! 12. What was your last dream about? mord und todschlag, wie immer 13. What talents do you have? ich kann total gut das R rollen! *fauch* 14. Are you psychic in any way? in every way 15. Favorite song? im Moment gerade Egon hosford von Connan Mockasin 16. Favorite movie? das würde jetzt ausarten 17. Who would be your ideal partner? ey die frage stell ich mir so oft 18. Do you want children? gott bewahre 19. Do you want a church wedding? nur wenn soap and skin gespielt werden darf! 20. Are you religious? ich hab mal des Teufels Bruder geküsst, zählt das?? 21. Have you ever been to the hospital? si claro 22. Have you ever got in trouble with the law? hm schon 23. Have you ever met any celebrities? also wenn, waren sie scheinbar nicht fame genug, weil kann mich jetzt an kein konkretes Ereignis erinnen. 24. Baths or showers? B A T H S 25. What color socks are you wearing? immer verschieden hehe 26. Have you ever been famous? Internet famous! 27. Would you like to be a big celebrity? zu stressig, ich struggle so schon ey 28. What type of music do you like? bin 10/10 ein Indiekid 29. Have you ever been skinny dipping? no 30. How many pillows do you sleep with? 4 31. What position do you usually sleep in? in einem burrito, gebaut aus decken 32. How big is your house? Ne freundin hat sich mal verlaufen nachts auf dem Weg zum Klo und hat mich dann ganz panisch wach gemacht und gesagt: ICH FIND DAS BAD NICHT MEHR HILFE PIPI 33. What do you typically have for breakfast? hass hass hass 34. Have you ever fired a gun? wasserpistole! 35. Have you ever tried archery? no 36. Favorite clean word? was das??? 37. Favorite swear word? hässliche Sacknaht! 38. What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without sleep? 2 Tage 39. Do you have any scars? ja 40. Have you ever had a secret admirer? uh ja 41. Are you a good liar? ich? nein! 42. Are you a good judge of character? .... 43. Can you do any other accents other than your own? ein paar wenige 44. Do you have a strong accent? gute Frage! 45. What is your favorite accent? FRENCH! 46. What is your personality type? small and bitter aka human espresso! 47. What is your most expensive piece of clothing? ein Cape! 48. Can you curl your tongue? no :( 49. Are you an innie or an outie? boa ey was ne bescheuerte frage! 50. Left or right handed? linkshänder! 51. Are you scared of spiders? gott ja. als kleines kind, sass ich mal mit meiner Mama auf dem Boden. Wir sassen vor der Couch, warum auch immer. Mitten im Satz reisst sie die Augen auf und ich merk nur, dass sie irgendwas hinter mir anstarrt. ich war dann natürlich direkt panisch und hab mich umgedreht und keinen Meter von mir entfernt war eine riesige, haarige schwarze Spinne. habe dann den Rest des Tages auf dem Tisch gesessen, von dort aus hatte ich alles im Blick. 52. Favorite food? Eating spaghetti to forgetti my regretti 53. Favorite foreign food? DÖNER 54. Are you a clean or messy person? messy messy messy 55. Most used phrased? “ ich bin schon wieder so sauer” 56. Most used word? “heule” 57. How long does it take for you to get ready? bin immer ready 58. Do you have much of an ego? hmmmm 59. Do you suck or bite lollipops? beissen, hihi. immer beissen. 60. Do you talk to yourself? klar?? 61. Do you sing to yourself? gott bewahre. 62. Are you a good singer? ich kann rappen! zählt das??? 63. Biggest Fear? ein leben ohne Hunde 64. Are you a gossip? xoxo gossip girl 65. Best dramatic movie you’ve seen? MEIN LEBEN ALTER 66. Do you like long or short hair? abrasierte 67. Can you name all 50 states of America? no 68. Favorite school subject? Philosophie / Ethik 69. Extrovert or Introvert? beides 70. Have you ever been scuba diving? no 71. What makes you nervous? mit dem Rücken zu offenen Türen stehen. Laut tickende Uhren. Menschen die laut atmen. überfüllte u Bahnen. 72. Are you scared of the dark? sollte ich? 73. Do you correct people when they make mistakes? kommt drauf an, welche fehler. wenn es um life choices geht ja. ein Freund von mir hat gestern ne Katze gefunden und sie einfach GOEBBELS genannt. dem muss man mal das Hirn korrigieren! 74. Are you ticklish? wer nicht?! 75. Have you ever started a rumor? uhhhh ja, ich kann echt ne bitch sein 76. Have you ever been in a position of authority? glaub nicht 77. Have you ever drank underage? zu viel 78. Have you ever done drugs? nicht wirklich 79. Who was your first real crush? ein kleiner blonder Junge im Kindergarten. der war dann mein freund. bis ich erfahren hab, dass er zuhause eine Vogelspinne hat. dann war er wieder single. 80. How many piercings do you have? 1 81. Can you roll your Rs?“ jaaaaaaaaa klar!! 82. How fast can you type? lichtgeschwindigkeeeeeeeeeeeit 83. How fast can you run? gott gar nicht, nach 2 metern erstmal asthmaanfall 84. What color is your hair? rot rot rot 85. What color is your eyes? bleu 86. What are you allergic to? Intoleranz 87. Do you keep a journal? si claro 88. What do your parents do? glaube, die essen auch spaghetti to forgetti their regretti aka me lol joke 89. Do you like your age? ist echt voll ok 90. What makes you angry? A L L E S 91. Do you like your own name? naja so lala 92. Have you already thought of baby names, and if so what are they? dörte! 93. Do you want a boy a girl for a child? girl! ( will zwar keine kinder aber ja) 94. What are you strengths? Listigkeit. 95. What are your weaknesses? Eifersucht 96. How did you get your name? uhm meine Eltern haben den wohl auserwählt 97. Were your ancestors royalty? ne die waren eh bauern 98. Do you have any scars ja klar, bin ja ein kleiner Krieger 99. Color of your bedspread? dunklesblau 100. Color of your room? weiss

[amynchan]

GIVE ME YOUR CHAT NOIR HCS SANCOUER

ASK AND IT SHALL BE GIVEN!!

C: Can they swim well? 

He’s fairly adept, actually.  Since he’s had to claw himself out of the Seine so often, it’s proven that he doesn’t drown.  He will, however, pause to shake or lick himself dry if he’s got the time.

H: What is their deadly sin? 

Envy.  It will get him every single time.  He gets jealous over those who he perceives as a threat to His Lady’s attention, but there are also times where he’s slightly jealous of those he loves, simply for the fact that they have the small joys in life that he doesn’t always get to experience.  He’s pretty good at hiding it when he needs to, though.

A: What are/were this character’s best subjects in school? 

Chat’s pretty adept at physics, since it’s something he can implement pretty quickly.  He’s okay at history, since he doesn’t really repeat mistakes he’s made in the past.

T: Where are they ticklish? 

His stomach gets hit too often for it to be ticklish, and because he gets yanked around by his arms a bunch, I don’t think his underarms would be ticklish so much as tender.  The bottom of his feet, however....  mwahahahaha!  X’D

N: What do they usually eat for breakfast? 

Honestly, I think he has a breakfast that is pretty balanced and nutritious.  He needs fruit to focus and carbs to move, though not too much.  I’d say whole wheat whenever available, and I personally think apples are his favorite fruit.  Though he probably drinks water if only to keep himself hydrated and refreshed.  Not quite sure what else he would eat, though....

O: What would it take to break them, inside and out? 

Mwahahaha, you did this on purpose, Yuck.  X’D  Honestly?  Absolute and complete disapproval or shutting out.  Our cat boy resembles his animal’s namesake in more than just appearance or the odd tendency.  Cats are social creatures, requiring love and affection in a different way from dogs, but love and affection nonetheless.  If you break this boy’s heart, crumble his will, by removing him from any sort of encouragement or love, then he will do the rest himself.  You break his heart, you break his body.  End of discussion. Especially since he’s got that whole indestructible suit thing going on.

I: On a scale of 1 to 10, how much do they love themselves? 

I don’t think he hates himself quite as much as the fandom would have us believe, but I do think it’s on the lower end.  Probably a 3-4.

R: What are their hands like? 

He’s got some calluses from being Chat Noir, though his fingers are long and slender.  His grip can be firm, but somehow gentle.  At least, that’s what Ladybug things when she’s gotta grab his hand to pull him out of the way or something.  X’D

Also, no repeat letters?  Color me impressed! X’D

Hit me with your best shot!

#astrangetypeofchemistry