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twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat · 4 months

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what kind of flowers would satoru give u on valentines? how about suguru?

ANON…. what a cute question 🥺🥺🥺🥺 this was soooooo fun to think about……. our baby boys and their gift giving ways………..

ultimately!!! i think satoru would go for flowers that remind him of you (or just your faves / something classic), while suguru would put a lot more thought into symbolism!! he’s a flower boy to me :33 buuut if we’re being more specific…..

my spontaneous thoughts (<- this is a lie i spent like half an hour choosing these) are as follows!! as you can tell i got carried away instantly <33

satoru’s picks:

(pink) roses the classic choice!! it’s what’s on sale, what everyone recommends, so he just goes for it. HOWEVER!! he doesn’t wanna be too basic so he goes for a nice pink instead of the classic red :33 might even go for yellow roses because i firmly believe he’d associate that colour with you. the sunshine of his silly little life !! if he finds out that yellow roses symbolize friendship he’s going back to pink though LMAOO he’ll apologize for friendzoning you too as if he doesn’t regularly call you his bestie …. silly man. i just know he’d get the biggest bouquet of these ever too <33 a whole delivery of roses that completely block your front door so you’re kinda… stuck. with him & his love. lucky you !!

sunflowers kinda goes back to the forementioned point but i just feel like satoru views you as his sun :((( so when he discovers a fresh field of sunflowers he’s like !!!! wow !!!!! wowowow !!!!!! and buys a whole bunch immediately. he’ll be carrying as many sunflowers as he physically can, cradled by his long ass arms, bringing them to you with a big smile on his face <333 they end up reminding you more of him than anything because he’s just beaming when he gives them to you …. sunny sunshine man ,…… and that makes you love them so much more . you never tell him the reason why you suddenly adore sunflowers so much because that would be embarrassing + inflate his ego he would cry a little bit

lillies SENTIMENTAL SATORU HAS JOINED THE CHAT i just think he’s sort of drawn to lillies!! :< like i don’t necessarily think he’d be interested in the symbolism, lillies being associated with purity and whatnot — i think he’s just kind of mesmerized by them. their petals are silky and they smell so sweet and somehow he feels a little sappy to be carrying a bouquet of them around. nostalgic maybe; a little soft. like he’s your husband. even if you aren’t even close to that stage yet… (lillies can also symbolize commitment, which… yk). i just think it makes him feel oddly vulnerable LMAO he’s a loser. gives them to you with a soft smile and a kiss to your forehead <333 he thinks they look right at home in your arms.

suguru’s picks:

roses can’t go wrong with a classic!!! this is his spontaneous choice. the symbolism is obvious, and i think he just. likes the idea of being a rose guy yk… 😭😭 the kinda guy who gives you roses for every single special date !! makes sure there’s always a fresh bouquet waiting for you :33 personally i think he’s a basic bitch but he will continue to buy roses for you unless you tell him otherwise like he’s Very adamant abt it. true love!!! they symbolize true love!!! what else could he give to you? what else is there to say? he wants you to feel loved and special and when he can’t verbalize his love properly he knows the roses in his arms will do the talking for him <333 i think that in the beginning of your relationship your apartment is constantly smelling of roses because of this.. after a while he starts to chill out a bit and gives you other flowers, but you’ll never quite be rid of that floral scent.

camellias this is where he starts to get more creative. maybe satoru calls him basic or boring for always buying roses and suguru huffs and tells him to shut up but it still ends up bugging him LMAO… so !! he does his flower research <333 i firmly believe he would buy a whole book on flower symbolism JUST so he could pick out the most fitting bouquets for you.. he won’t tell you what they mean, though. just gives you a very fond, secretive look when you ask <333 (if you ever figure it out and he gets to see your cute blushing face, then that’s just a nice little bonus.) but yes!!!! camellias!!! a symbol of love and passion and inner strenght. i think he gives them to you with a sentiment of you being his inner strenght…. the reason he’s made it this far. camellias are also said to represent eternal love / everlasting devotion, because the calyx and the petals of a camellia always fall together… and i just think he’s weak for that. he’s like. that’s Us baby <33 but he doesn’t actually say it because that would ruin the subtlety of it all yk?? silly pretentious man…

forget-me-nots he’s a sentimentalist <333 i think i just associate him a lot with forget-me-nots bUT it feels very suguru to give you the most blatantly symbolic flowers he can find :’3 he’d give them to you in a small bouquet, but brimming with sooo many feelings and thoughts. the most obvious one is ”don’t forget me,” but i think he’d see it more as a symbol of trust and gratitude. and his own promise to never let you slip from his fingers or take you for granted :(( forget-me-nots symbolize both true love & devotion and i think that’s all suguru really wants to convey to you!! he’s in love, he’s devoted, you’re burrowed your way so far into his life that he knows he’ll never be able to forget you. and he wants you to know. probably makes it a habit to get you these for every truly special occasion because he never wants you to forget how loyal he is to you. sap

#i think suguru would be more inclined to gift u flowers overall!! he strikes me as a classic romantic #while satoru would probably only do it because he saw everyone else doing it.. or if you just happened to rlly love flowers!!#i just dont think he cares as much as suguru does abt romantic norms yk?? if u really really liked . idk. rocks or some shit #then i think satoru would get u a big bag of pretty rocks for valentines ….#he only cares abt what u want!!#and suguru too ofc but i think he’d make it a point to always get u the classic flower + chocolates + plushie combo ..#and then add ur personal preferences on top of that #they’re perfect and i love them :<#THIS WAS SOOO FUN TO THINK ABT TYSM ANON <333 #ask tag ✩

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sunderedazem · 2 months

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14 - bitter

Ancients? :)

You KNEW what you were asking for. So have some Elidibus POV of Azem and Emet-selch's break-up before the Sundering.

There are shards of red on the steps, and utter silence in the square. He blinks. Etheriys feels a little like a dream now, with the soft roaring of so many souls dulling his senses- but this sting of sorrow and shame he feels, distantly. It aches in a way he's sure he's forgotten, almost. And yet he and all those within yet remember…

The people are watching (not saved- but soon) stricken, frozen - all but one, whose cowl hangs down his back, whose silver staff is still tight-gripped in white-knuckled fingers. Who is walking away with a snarl on his lips and tears streaming down his bare face. Who has before the entirety of Amaurot denounced the Convocation, who has accused them of forgetting their duty, who has- has accused him of bias-

They had to save the star. They have to save the star. And He was their answer. Is their answer. The roaring in his ears will never cease, now. He thinks the stretch of his very self was a small price to pay for the blue of the sky. He knows it. He volunteered.

So many had. And yet-

Azem storms out of the city center with his staff aglow in Light, wreathed round himself like a shield against- something, and he does not look back. There is only the sway of his long white braid as he departs, and Elidibus- watches it. Watches the narrow shoulders and frail stature recede into the distance, until shattered and broken and burning buildings obscure him from sight completely. Watches as one of Themis's closest friends turns his back on Zodiark and all the salvation he promises.

Elidibus does not understand it. He- remembers. Azem had pleaded with the Convocation to stay Zodiark's summoning, to give him time to find an alternative. Half the lives of their people was too awful a price for him - and Elidibus cannot condemn him for that love he has for their star and people, cannot condemn him for his dissent. Azem is the Traveler - the Shepherd. It would go against everything his seat stands for to agree. Lahabrea had not agreed - nor had Pashtarot - but in the end, Elidibus could not be partial. And thus Azem was given his time to find another way. But should Amaurot begin to burn- then they would have to act.

But he returned too late. Three days too late. And his solution was…incomplete. An effort commendable, to be sure. A solution worthy of gentle praise, and perhaps use later. But the star had fallen to ruin, and Zodiark could restore it. And then- then the star could restore their people. And Zodiark would save them all. He would save them.

He will. No matter if one man refuses to understand. Elidibus and Zodiark will save him too.

No matter how bitter that salvation tastes.

There are shards of red on the steps. Emet-selch is kneeling among them, his hands shaking, gathering the pieces one at a time. He is not crying, Elidibus thinks. Not yet, at least. He seems more stunned than anything. Of course, he is not the only one, if the way the silence still rings deafening has any meaning.

Azem has always had a temper, though it was not often apparent. But this- this by far had been the worst outburst Elidibus had ever seen from anyone, let alone from Azem. And worst of all, it had been a willful misinterpretation- a cruel misinterpretation, made solely to make a point about their plans to sacrifice the lesser creatures of the star to return those given to Zodiark to life. And- and perhaps Azem even had a point, if a misguided one.

He had always been thin of aether, incapable of all creation magicks no matter how simple, and sickly for it besides. His elevation to the Fourteenth Seat had been long delayed by a discussion of his health and the risks posed to his own wellbeing, rather than any disagreement with regard to his temperament or accomplishment as a researcher and theorist both. But to use his own recurring illness - which Emet-selch had cared for him through countless times - as a bludgeon to say that the Convocation must therefore count him among those lesser creatures-

I too am thin of aether. Weak, sickly- imperfect. Incapable of creation. Are these the only requirements for you to be willing to slaughter living beings in order to undo the willing sacrifice of half our people? I gave you another option! Those who are thin of aether - thinner than me! - may use this dynamis to restore our star, and you dismiss their capabilities save for their worth as livestock? You swore to hearken unto my solution, Emet-selch- you promised me you would have faith I would find a way and now you- you reject what I have found in favor of dishonoring your seat and returning the dead to life? Fine then! I count myself among these lesser beings freely, for I am more akin to them than you. And should you wish to wet Etheriys with their blood, you will start with me. And you will draw the blade across my throat with your own hands.

But even if he had a point- Emet-selch had only stared, utterly lost for words. The entire square had been quieter than death. Even Zodiark had seemed to still. And then, caught in the folly of sentiment, Emet-selch had stepped forward, had reached out a hand, had called-

Helios- Helios, please-

There had been a whirl of black, a flash of red- and then Azem's mask had shattered on the wall above Emet-selch's head, had shattered into shards of his office even as his sigil had glared red over silver eyes.

I am Azem, Emet-selch. I revoke the privilege for you to call me by my personal name- not only do I not know this man you have become, but us lesser creations have no names to speak of, now do we?

Elidibus had not known how to stop him. Emet-selch had just dropped his hand, jerking a little as if he had been struck by a physical blow.

And then Azem had gone.

And now he is gone. And Emet-selch is on his knees, gathering the shards of that shattered mask, cradling them carefully, as if he could piece together what was broken. As if he could repair a heart threaded with thorns, or another cracked down the center. As if saving the mask would save the man.

“...he will come back,” Emet-selch whispers then, staring at the bitter, broken ashes of Helios in his hands. “...I- I will have that much faith in him.”

And Elidibus- and in Elidibus, the dark waxes strong, and he lays a hand on Emet-selch's shoulder.

“Nay- we will save him, my friend,” he promises, and watches as golden eyes behind a red mask snap to him and glaze over. There is weight in his words now - the promise of a thousand thousand souls and the hope of their people. “We will save him, and the star as well. We will.”

The doubt and grief in Emet-selch's eyes disappears, wiped clean by faith. And Elidibus smiles, heart heavy with certainty and the knowledge that in time, Themis's dearest friends will mend the rift born between them here. They will save Azem - they will - and the star he so loves, and all the people too. Elidibus will not allow for any end other than perfect salvation. The bitterness of these sorrowful days will fade, and Azem will smile again, and look upon Emet-selch with that loving mischief in his eye, and this will all be but a distant memory.

They will.

He will make sure of it.

Enjoy the angst/keep the change ya filthy animal

#ffxiv #emet selch #azem #azemet #azemet break up #elidibus #elidibus pov #ffxiv prompts #helios > corrain gealai #corrain gealai #Azem: Helios #this works both in my solo ffxiv story and in the combo universe with Lelesu-Seleukos #and YEAH. this is cruel. Helios doesn't know about the tempering m #but even so #what a hell of a thing to say to the man who nursed you through every illness and loved you for years #like they have a *decades* long relationship if not centuries. and Helios burns it all over this #to be fair to him he is FURIOUS at the Convocation for deciding on the second and third sacrifices to restore the star #like he's figured out dynamis can help here #whether or not it works....well. anyway. but its a viable option and he's not even heard out. even by his own partner #so he's awful about it. very yikes.#this is the last time Emet-selch sees him too.

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yuzuuu4 · 2 years

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my take on femstars’ trickstar

#subconsciously i gave the athletic combo shorter skirts #i love makoto's design #(the one who made the design)#i just think hokuto would look nice in a pencil skirt #some parts look a little funky #but its just a self indulgent piece #i think it still catches their personalities #what do you think of their little crop top shirts too #i love their shoes i hate drawing them <3 #thank you for looking at my skrimblos #trickstar #hidaka hokuto #akehoshi subaru #yuuki makoto #isara mao #genderbent #femstars #enstars

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that-gay-guy-from-hell · 2 months

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Oh hey look-! It's the Blue Man Group!

TLT Masterlist

#Im too tired to come up with a funnier joke rn lmfao #So... Im alive!#Been busy and just... emotions #(like I was on the verge of tears today because i dropped a pen... lol)#But here's some art WIP for y’all #Heard some snippets of Rust’s album and I am so hyped #Like i am gonna go donate plasma so i have the extra cash to buy it asap when it's released #but anyways #I spent nearly 4 hours between 2 days just staring at human skeletons; spines are hard to draw #and YALL CANT EVEN SEE MOST OF IT-#Bonus points for those of you who know what 2 Necronomocons Doc’s book is a combo of #I missed drawing this handsome blue bastard (lovingly)#*pats him on the top of his head*#I love him so so much #/pos..? I guess lol #the living tombstone #tlt #tombsona #Doc #Doc tlt #tlt Doc #the living tombstone Doc #Doc the living tombstone #digital art #digitalart #WIP #art wip #fan art #(color wheel meme WIP btw-- yes i know i started this MONTHS ago *places a finger on your mouth* shhh its our secret)#also the quality drop is abhorrent wtf lmao-- Should be a bit better than the OG but still is a bit wonky smh

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sysig · 3 months

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Sorry, I can’t, I’m just too cute today 💕 (Patreon)

#Doodles #DDoodles #I have had a very good day today :D Lots of laughing and reading and playing and to top it off I look and feel extra cute :D #My favourite hoodie and a tank top underneath - realized recently it's a killer combo hehe #And a rainbow heart bandana my brother got my for Christmas <3 #I have been wearing it and the other one he got me camp-counselor neck-scarf style for what I think are obvious reasons (Handplates)#And technically ''normal'' pants but they're a very shiny material lol #They're not leather or squeaky or anything they're this nice sleek and heavy material #Very nice to the touch :) Just very shiny!#I've always love the look of bare shoulders and everything else covered and yup! Looks cute on me too! Haha ♪#So since I was feeling so cute I decided to make it my warmup :) Which ironically lasted longer than my intended art of the day lol #Didn't feel like it tho! :0 I felt slow the whole way through both lol practice leaves me so quickly haha #Still tho :D Rather pleased with both!#A good expression of my good day hehe ♪#First digital of 2024 off to a good start ♫#[First uploaded Jan 5th] Lol

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tunakitchen · 1 month

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honestly im still riding the high of the tina and bagi interactions in the fruit tournament. omg. gatina interactions....

#by the way . i know gatina got rejected for the qsmp ship name because it was a little too close to including bagis real name #but name combos are normal for irl non ship stuff(cellboier for example) i think its best to call them gatina for this.. nobody get my ass #this is what combination names are for. i wont lie i really dont like using names that end in -duo 💀#i will always go for the name combination. and gatina is such a good name combo . seriously #when my options are bagina (qsmp ship name. NOT the right use). teaduo (has duo in it 😞). and gatina. i will use gatina.#love to the people who like -duo names though. just not my thing. some life series duo names gave me diseases #my posts

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pickletrip · 20 days

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TAG GAME: WHAT TOAST ARE YOU?

Instructions:

• Find out what kind of toast you are at this website.

• Post your toast.

• Remember to link to the person who tagged you.

• Tag others to play!

I wasn't tagged, but I saw this on my dash and couldn't help trying this out!!! Such a cute little questionnaire to find out your toast type. 😊🤗

Honestly tho, I wouldn't mind giving the mismatched combo a shot too. Hahahaha.

No pressure tag: @yousaygoodbyeandisay @catatonicrainbow @blmpff @aikaki @respectthepetty @lurkingshan @mysterygrl20 @bunnakit

#tag game #toast game #there are some interesting toast combos too!#would love to see what everyone is

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fizzytoo · 11 months

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my home in my year 7 stardew valley save on my switch :3c

#fizzy plays: sdv #i’m married to leah <333 #the farm… she’s not as cute #i’m using the beach farm and i hate tbh it’s so inconvenient #since i’m playing modded stardew on my pc i wanted to share this save too #YES i do love blue hair smiley shirt combo what can i say

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apotelesmaa · 6 months

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My fave thing about the WxS dynamic is that emu/rui/miku are always like tsukasaaaa it’s 3pm it’s time to make you do incredibly dangerous and life threatening stunts!!! & tsukasa is just like ok 😔 into the cannon I go 😔 while nene (arguably the most normal and sane person in WxS who could easily put a stop to this) is like yeah see you later idiot. Bye. (Not looking up from whatever game she’s playing)

#project sekai #i think tsukasa and nene should have mlm/wlw hostility. they’re friends nene just thinks he’s a dumbass.#kaito comes back to the sekai and everything is on fire. lives have been lost.#rui and emu planning some truly heinous things to put tsukasa through and nene is just like 😐👍🏻 sure #he’ll be fine & it’s like enrichment to him if you don’t launch your tsukasa out of a cannon once a week he has too much energy #and will start yelling at random passerbys that he’s gonna be a big star one day #rui 🤝 emu: torturing their good friend tenma tsukasa for funsies #i love the convos tsukasa has with them both where he’s like you want me to do WHAT (does it anyways) he’s so funny…#my favorite little group of clowns… the silliest geese…#i also think this is why kaito is the vocaloid most associated w WxS because they need a responsible person and that will not be miku.#in general their dynamic as a group fascinated me but like also their individual dynamics…#emu is the first person to try really hard to be nene’s friend. nene is teaching emu to sing.#tsukasa and rui being the weirdo wombo combo at their school and rui thinking tsukasa has star power #rui and nene being childhood friends who drifted apart & rui building the nene robot…#rui and emu being so so so attatched to wxs even if their friends want to move on & enabling each other’s insanity…#emu seeing tsukasa fail his audition and being like I Want That One :) and he grows to really respect and care abt her… ough I love them #nene and tsukasa getting past their beef and becoming friends…

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thebest-medicine · 2 years

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Three Times Hunter Got Tickled and One Time He Didn’t

Fandom: The Owl House

Words: 4,414 [read on AO3]

Summary: Hunter slowly opens up to the people in his life who have shown time and again they care for him. Maybe being vulnerable around others isn’t the worst thing in the world. [warning, contains: fluff, tickling, tickle magic]

Characters: Lee!Hunter, Ler!Flapjack, Ler!Luz, Ler!Willow and the rest of the Emerald Entrails (ft. Palisman) briefly Lee!Luz and Ler!Hunter

Asks/Prompts/insp:

A/N: Thank you all for sending me these after I posted about toh ideas. I enjoy all of these ideas and had to write something up, taking a little inspiration from each.

I. Flapjack

It was nice having someone to talk to, someone to care for, someone who seemed to want to be around him through everything he’s been through recently.. someone who wanted to stay with him. It was no secret that Hunter had a soft spot for his Palisman, despite how he lowered his voice to a whisper when he would dote on Flapjack or remind the sweet palisman how much he loved him.

Hunter, content that he was (not truly) alone, read aloud to Flapjack, laying back against the bed they had taken up residence in at the Owl House.

King and Luz had worked out a draft of the sequel to Ruler’s Reach, which Hunter had all but jumped at the chance to read when they mentioned it. They had found the sparkles in his eyes and the way he tried so hard to play it casual so, so endearing.

Hunter sometimes paused when reading if he didn’t quite understand something about it. A reference, a word, an interaction between characters especially, since he didn’t have much personal experience on that front.

Flapjack had been around for some time, it seemed, and had some reassurances and answers at times. Other times, he watched Hunter excitedly try to work it out or research some new vocabulary.

This time, he had stopped in confusion after reading about a character’s knees going weak and them falling into laughter just from their friend grabbing their side unexpectedly. Since when did people react like that to being surprised? Maybe they were…. nervous about some, unspoken chemistry between them? And sudden close contact brought all the butterflies in their stomach out in a burst of laughter? He felt a pang of familiarity when he started thinking about it for a second too long.

Flapjack noticed he had gone quiet and tweeted curiously at him.

“Hmm? Oh I was just… that seems weird. Why would touching someone make them laugh..?” Hunter wondered aloud to Flapjack, who chirped cheerily in reply.

“Really?” Hunter gave him a skeptical look.

Flapjack flew up a few inches above him, tittering louder.

“What? Ok…” Hunter set the manuscript to the side and watched Flapjack curiously.

Flapjack chirped approvingly and landed on Hunter’s chest. He sang a few more directions only Hunter could seem to understand.

“Huh? Why would I-“

Flapjack chirped impatiently.

“Fine, I promis-“ He cut himself off with a hum in his throat as Flapjack perched up on his collar bone and leaned down, nuzzling against his neck and under his chin.

“W-hehe- what are you doing?” Hunter finally opened his mouth to question Flapjack only to open the dam as giggles began to sputter out.

Flapjack moved lower to the side of his neck and brushed against a spot just below his ear. Hunter squealed quietly. “Hehey- this feeheheels hehe weird ahaha- oh Ti-hihihihihiton!”

Flapjack chirruped excitedly, and with a burst of energy to match, wiggled further into the crook of Hunter’s neck.

“Hey! Flahahahapja- Aha- okahahay, okay! I gehehehet it I get it!” Hunter chuckled out exasperatedly. “Ahaha-And I don’t think I hahaha- can keep my promiseehehehee to not push you away much longer!”

Hunter’s hands wrung into the blankets as he tried to stop himself from stopping Flapjack and fought the urge to hide his face.

Flapjack tweeted approvingly with a final brush up against Hunter’s chin.

“We gotta keep that a secret…” Hunter sighed tiredly as he reached a finger up for Flapjack to perch upon. “Promise?”

Flapjack fluttered and chirped disapprovingly.

Hunter’s eyes widened. “Wait- what do you mean no???”

II. The Emerald Entrails

Hunter sped across the field, feeling the wind flow through his hair as he gripped his staff tighter. As Skara drove a player from the other team into his trajectory, he and Flapjack shot disappeared in a flash just before colliding with the player. Hunter reappeared in a flash of gold on his staff, flipped upside down as he passed over the startled witch, reaching out swiftly to grab their orange flag.

Just as he flipped back up, letting out a cheer as he readied himself to speed toward the goal spikes, he heard Gus cry out to him.

Hunter’s breath rushed out in a huff as he felt the impact of another witch slamming into him from the side. How had he missed them? Gus sped toward them, and Hunter tossed the flag he’d captured to his teammate just as the other witch wrestled his own flag off his staff. Hunter felt a pang of shame having been the first on their team to lose his flag. He made his way to the sidelines with a frown on his face.

The game continued with a rush as though nothing had happened. Willow took out another witch’s flag as Skara and Viney seemed to herd the other team around the court. Hunter felt himself flush as he thought about their opponents not even being that strong. How had they gotten the better of him?

Hunter continued frowning as he watched the game, his thoughts racing and focusing in on what he could have done better, and… hoping there would be a next time. What if they didn’t want someone like him on their team? What if they found someone better? Gus and Viney lost their flags simultaneously and joined him on the sidelines, pulling him a bit from his thoughts. They stood nearby chatting about their plays as Viney healed a few bruises of Gus’s. Hunter watched Willow and Skara work together seamlessly, truly impressive witches, to snag and place the last 3 opposing team members’ flags. They did it basically all without him. Hunter sighed, then jumped with a start as Viney tapped his shoulder.

“Well? Anything?” Viney asked again.

“Huh?” Hunter blinked at her.

“Did you hear anything I said?” Viney let out a laugh. “Are you good? Need anything healed?”

Hunter turned to face her. “No, yes, I’m fine. I mean- I was out so early I didn’t have time to get hurt anyway.” He stated quietly, turning back to the field and frowning.

Viney gave Gus a look.

Willow and Skara landed as Gus and Viney rushed them with a large bucket of Ghoul-Aid. “Another Entrails Victory!” Willow declared. Hunter didn’t immediately run to greet them, falling a pace behind the other two.

Willow took one look at him and shouted, “HUNTER! Get in here!” He felt a firm vine push him into the group for a hug. He tumbled forward without much protest into the other members of his team. They embraced him. He felt his face and ears warming up, and something… lighten inside of him as he let himself be hugged. He almost smiled.

“We did great!” Skara smiled, giving everyone an extra squeeze before letting go with a laugh.

“Yeah..” Hunter quietly agreed. He still felt instinctively like he let everyone down, despite their reassurances since they started playing together.

He turned away from the group as Flapjack transformed back and chirped at him, landing briefly on his shoulder. “Wh- Nothing!” He argued softly with the little bird as he walked away from the group.

More punctuated chirps.

“Seriously! I’m fine.”

Flapjack tilted his head with an inquisitive titter.

Hunter made his way to the sidelines and started collecting the few things he had brought with him.

Flapjack fluttered off his shoulder and hovered in front of his face, making him pause and stand up straight. “Oh come on!”

Hunter leaned in close with a sigh. “Okay. Fine! They don’t need me. Didn’t you see? They do fine without me.” He whispered.

Flapjack chirped at him once, then landed back on his shoulder as Hunter started to step around him. Flapjack nuzzled his little cheek and beak against Hunter’s neck, just behind his ear. Hunter’s face started to heat up again with a blush. “He-hey!” He scrunched his shoulder up a bit.

Flapjack move to his other shoulder, doing the same. Hunter let out a small laugh which seemed to draw the suddenly quiet group’s attention to him.

“Hunter? Where are you going?” Gus turned to ask him. “And what’s so funny?”

“Trying to ditch us already?” Willow teased, waving him back over.

“No… I.. I was just going to…. go hom…e….” He said weakly, kicking the toe of his shoe into the dirt.

“What? Why? We haven’t even celebrated yet!” Willow moved toward him. “Stay for a bit, please?” “

Hunter stopped in his tracks, bowing his head. “You guys played amazing.. I know I wasn’t… helpful today and I apologize, Captain.” He looked down at the dirt beneath Willow’s shoes.

“What are you talking about?” Willow gaped. “You are a-ma-zing at flyer derby.”

“Everybody gets got at some point in the game! That’s why we are a ~team~!” Skara emphasized.

“But I let everyone down today…”

A now familiar feeling of a large vine shoved against him, and Hunter was quickly swept back over to the group.

“You. Did. Not.” Willow and the rest of the team insisted as they embraced him. “Let. Anyone. Down.”

“Accept our love!” Gus cried out as an order as the whole team squeezed him tight. Everyone’s palisman started to join in too, crowding around the only open space which happened to be… Hunter’s hair and neck. Hunter felt warm and not just in his cheeks from the kindness they showed him. But, he wasn’t one to forgive himself easily. He resisted a bit, fighting to keep his frown. His mouth opened to stutter out some kind of excuse for why he was undeserving of their love and appreciation.

But that thought was suddenly interrupted when Flapjack started nuzzling into his neck again. Hunter made a small noise in his throat, his frown fully faltering. He started to flinch and squirm subtly in everyone’s grip.

Willow looked up and grinned, “Aww Flapjack’s trying to get him to smile!” The edge of her lips turned up in a smirk when she made eye contact with Hunter and saw him fighting down giggles. She knew that look anywhere.

Soon the other palisman took a cue from Flapjack and started nuzzling into Hunter’s neck. His teammates still had him trapped in a bear hug from all sides, and these palisman were really starting to, well, tickle. Hunter squirmed a little more noticeably as he chuckled out a half-hearted. “Let me gooo.”

“Not until you really smile!”

“And stop apologizing!”

“And acknowledge your skills are sick!”

“And accept that we all love having you on this team!”

Everyone yelled back at him cheerily in response. Hunter would have continued to protest but he was too busy trying his hardest not to laugh from these pesky palismen.

Willow gave Hunter a look as a strangled squeal crawled its way out of his throat. “I think they might have the right idea…” She grinned as she caught his eye.

“W-Wait.” Hunter felt the grin that had been fighting for its place on his mouth take the upper hand as he saw a dark smirk spread on Willow’s face. She wormed her hands around within their hug, a large tangle of arms. Hunter’s arms were somewhat pinned to his sides due to the sudden embrace of his teammates. Willow reached his stomach and ran an experimental couple of fingers against the uniform shirt.

Hunter’s smile curled as he fought the urge to laugh, imagining it would only serve to make this situation worse for him. His face flushed a deeper red and his ears to match.

“Aww.. our favorite teammate has some ticklish entrails!” Willow chuckled as she wiggled her fingers in a claw against his middle.

Hunter sputtered, wiggling himself to escape the hug just as he started to laugh out loud. Figuring there was no way around and up was full of tickly palisman, Hunter decided to go down, and fell to the ground as Viney, Gus, Skara, and the Captain smiled down at him like hungry sea monsters who just caught a ship. Hunter squeaked as they laughed and launched at him, piling onto Hunter haphazardly and poking and tweaking at his sides, stomach, and knees. Gus got a hand up by his neck like he had seen the palisman try earlier and was rewarded with a scrunch and a high pitched giggle.

“Hahahah noooo hahaha guys!” Hunter whined, though he was definitely feeling better now than he had been a few minutes ago.

Willow squeezed up both of his sides before slowing to a stop, instructing the others to pause their fingers as well.

“So Hunter. I really want to let you up here.” She started.

“Ok. Great.” He replied, panting.

“But-“

“But…” He swallowed, eyes darting to each of his teammates.

“You need to STOP being so hard on yourself. We seriously love having you on this team. You are amazing.”

Hunter broke eye contact as she spoke.

“I wanna hear it.” Willow insisted as she and Skara and Viney kept him pushed to the ground.

“Hear- what? No!” Hunter protested.

“I wanna hear you agree that you’re amazing..” Willow sing-songed. “Or we’re gonna have to tickle you some more until you do!” She grinned wolfishly.

Hunter let out a small squeak, face turning somehow even more red as his team held him on the ground smiling and teasing. “N-no wayahahaha hey!”

Skara and Viney each squeezed his above his knees while Willow poked into his stomach. Hunter’s hands flailed about as he let out a laugh without much of a fight. Gus and Flapjack along with the other palismen brushed against his ears and neck and collar bones, making him cackle.

“Okay- okayhaahahahy ahh- I get it hehehe!” Hunter pleaded with them between squeals and swells of laughter. Hunter was fully smiling now, his self-deprecating mood be damned.

There was something about the way that his teammates cared enough to reassure him. The way they were determined to see him smile. The way they all were so open with kindness. The way that they were certainly killing him right now- but were also being deliberately gentle with him.

Hunter squeezed his eyes shut as laughter started to pour out more freely. He was dying but he was also enjoying the strange and fun yet unbearable closeness amongst his team.. his… friends. He thought perhaps he would have been flushed just from these thoughts alone. But he didn’t have to worry about that, because the wiggling fingers attacking various spots kept him red and thoroughly too distracted to think about much.

“I wanna hear it…” Willow reminded him.

Hunter gasped at a spot Willow found on his lower ribs. “Okay- ALRIGHT!” He cried out. She stopped but kept her hand in place. The rest slowed down a bit but kept poking and squeezing intermittently at his knees and neck. “I’m ahahahahaha I’m an amazing flyer derby plahahahahayer!” Hunter giggled out.

“And?”

“And whahahahaat?” Hunter whined, looking up at her.

“And person!” She tweaked the spot on his ribs again. Hunter threw his head back with a squeal.

“Wh- Why???????” He whined louder.

Willow reached her other hand across his abdomen and began to tweak his lower ribs on both sides, making Hunter jump under her touch. “Why? Why what?” Willow responded. “Why are you an amazing person? Why do you have to say it? Why are you so ticklish?”

Hunter let out a noise of protest as she teased.

“Well, the first one, I can think of plenty of reasons!” Willow continued.

“We should make a list!” Gus smiled.

“Nooooooo..” Hunter whined through giggles, fighting the urge to cover his face.

“Excellent flyer!” Willow began.

“You’ve got the moves dude!” Skara agreed.

“Sweetest relationship ever with Flapjack!” Viney added.

“Guhuhuhhuuys!”

“Ok we can go into detail about how great you are later, speaking of, that brings us to number two! You have to say it because it’s THE TRUTH!” Willow worked her fingers up toward his underarms and upper ribs, making his laughter heighten in pitch.

“As for the last one, why are you so ticklish, I’m not sure we can ever know the answer!” Gus quipped with a smile.

Willow leaned in closer to Hunter, catching his eyes. “Well, we can at least find out the How and the Where, maybe not the why!”

“I wonder if you could figure out where someone’s ticklish with healing magic?” Viney pondered aloud.

Hunter was pretty sure all the blood in his body was pounding in his head, making him blush from his neck to his ears. He couldn’t take this much longer. Still, they did seem to be gentler with him than he had seen others be. No one was tickling too hard or too fast. He was fully embarrassed and full of laughter but he could breathe. He was just also dying. He would have to…. Say nice things about himself.

He laughed endearingly as he fought weakly against Willow and the others, not doing much to stop any of the tickling attack. His arms fought between clamping down, covering his face, struggling to push away hands on his middle, and swatting at the ticklers attacking his neck and ears. Both were futile. “Ahhahah I’m ahah I’m amazing I’m amazing! Hahahaa please!” He finally yelled through his laughter.

The feeling stopped all at once. “And don’t you forget it.” Willow said with a wink as she helped him to his feet.

Skara punched his shoulder playfully as he got up. “Good game. Can’t wait til the next one!”

“Need any healing after that?” Viney asked with a chuckle and a wide grin.

Hunter chuckled. “No. I’m good.” He looked up only to see Willow giving him a look. “I mean! I mean I’m amazing!” He blurted out.

They all laughed after a beat.

III. Luz (& Magic)

“No way! Get that away from me!” Gus cried out with a lightness in his voice as he rounded the corner into the living room. Hunter looked up at him with alarm.

“Come onnnnn! Help me figure out how it works!” Luz’s voice called back from behind. She appeared a few seconds later, booking it after Gus. They both had smiles on their faces. Hunter tried to assess what was going on when Gus darted behind him.

“No way! I saw what you- what you did to Amity! And Willow!” Gus shrank himself behind Hunter, who instinctively put his arms out to guard Gus from their friend.

“What? What happened?” Hunter gave Luz a strange look. “What is going on?”

“She’s going to torture meeeeee!” Gus whined. He had a smile in his voice though.

“What?” Hunter scrunched his eyebrows at the human. She seemed to have been looking for an opening, a paper in her hand which Hunter assumed contained a glyph combination, like he had seen her use before. “Ok seriously what is going on? Are you ok? Is Willow ok?” Hunter didn’t know what to make of them.

“I just found a new… interesting glyph combo… and I’m trying to test it out!” Luz explained as she reached out a few times for Gus unsuccessfully. She growled, playfully frustrated.

“Wait..” Luz stopped, looking up after Hunter blocked her attempt to grab Gus again. “Maybe you can help me instead!” She got a huge grin on her face.

Gus started to back away from Hunter, laughing nervously as he looked for the next place he could run to or hide.

“I don’t think I want to do.. whatever is making Gus sprint away from you..” Hunter glared at her.

“It’ll be really quick though! I promise! Nothing bad will happen!” Luz smiled, putting on her best honest look.

Gus laughed. “Depends on what you call bad!”

“Are you ticklish, Hunter?”

“What?” Hunter almost squeaked. Luz gave him a look that made him feel like he should definitely answer no.

Luz didn’t wait any longer for their protests before she reached out to slap a glyph onto Hunter’s chest. He looked down at it and her hand as she tapped it. He flinched at the touch.

And then suddenly it was… a feeling. “What did? What did you do?” Hunter felt his skin start to buzz, tingle, like Luz’s hand was still there, but also in 20 other places, lightly moving like Flapjack’s feathers. But there wasn’t a hand there. He gasped. Hunter’s mouth curled up at the sides as he took a few steps backward, falling into Gus.

“It’s a new combo I learned- by accident.. I just don’t know if it..makes someone feel ticklish? Or just tickles them? Or just makes them laugh?” She pondered. “Gus, Willow, and Amity agreed to help me out with some research but then Gus chickened out when the other two started laughing! I’d love to hear your notes though!” She pulled out of a pen and paper and beamed at Hunter.

Gus giggled as he caught Hunter, who was twitching and had his mouth squeezed shut.

“Well it’s-“ Hunter gritted his teeth. “It’s working- haha- ohohohoh no- Titan- how do you stahahhop it?” He dissolved into giggles as the feeling spread and got worse.

This was one of the first times Luz had seen a genuine smile or heard a real laugh from him. She was kind of glad Gus found her a new test subject.

“I’m- not sure how long it would last, but you can also stop it like this.” Luz reached down to the paper still adhering to his chest and pulled it off. Stopping the sensation from spreading further down to his legs or up to his neck…

“That was… terrible.” Hunter laughed. “Never do- wait.. actually.” He reached for the hand Luz extended to help him fully to his feet. “You know what, it was super interesting, Human. In fact, I think you should try it for yourself.” As she was helping him and Gus up, Hunter reached into her pocket and grabbed a handful of her new pre-drawn glyphs.

“How many of these did you make?” Hunter teased. “Do you think they amplify the effects if you use more than one?”

“Um… I don’t know!” Luz stuttered with a nervous smile, eyes wide and bouncing between Hunter and Gus. She bolted backward down the hallway, only to be chased this time by the two witches and their laughter.

IV. Hunter (& Magic)

Willow emerged with a pink face from Luz’s room, followed by Amity, as they finally managed to remove the tickling glyph from each other. For some reason they could not seem to get it off themselves… They heard a squeal of laughter down the hall and went to go help Gus if Luz had captured him too, only to realize the laughter was coming from Luz herself.

Gus and Hunter high-fived with matching grins as they finished slapping a glyph onto Luz’s back, stomach, and finally a third just above her ankle. Luz contorted and wriggled on the ground with silly, full body laughter.

“That’s what you get!” Gus jeered at her and then smiled,

“Shuuthuhuhut up I dihihihidn’t even gehehet you! Juhuhust Hunter!” Luz managed to correct him between cackles.

Willow let out a laugh at the sight, walking up behind the boys. “Well.” She panted, still giddy from the tickling glyphs she and Amity had just escaped after being left to giggle indefinitely by Luz. “Looks like you guys took care of revenge for us.” She scooted between Hunter and Gus, watched on fondly as Luz snorted and curled and tried desperately to peel off the pesky glyphs.

“Hehehehehehehelp me!” Luz cried, looking to Amity who had yet to condemn her to this life of giggles. “Sweeheheheheheet potato! Dohohohon’t let them dohoho this!” She curled up like an armadillo only to end up flailing about as different spots started tingling, her feet, her neck, her sides, as the glyph magic spread.

“Aww…” Amity gave her a sympathetic look. “I‘ll help.” She paused, a slight grin gracing her still pink face. “Soon...”

Luz wailed in betrayal as she continued kicking and swatting at the not fully there tickling.

“So, Luz, is it worse with more than one? Like you hypothesized?” Gus cooed at her.

“OF COHOHOHOOURSE IT IS!” Luz cackled. “Pleasahhsshheehehehe have merceehehey!”

“Alright, alright.” Amity and Gus both reached down to remove the glyphs, leaving Luz a giggly puddle on the floor.

“So… she got you with the tickle glyphs too, hmm?” Willow wiggled her eyebrow at Hunter.

“Oh-” Hunter turned red. “Uh, yeah.” He felt a tinge of embarrassment bubbling in his middle. He hoped his ears wouldn’t turn red too. “She was, well, trying to get Gus, but-“

“Aw- did you save him?!” Willow pulled him into a quick hug. “How sweet.”

Hunter gave a half-smile, still rebooting for a second when she let him go. “Um- yeah- sure, I guess.” His ears were definitely red.

Gus startled Hunter when he grasped onto his shoulder from the other side, dramatically reciting, “My hero!”

“You know what, we should see if we could use something like that as a secret weapon for flyer derby!” Willow said a little too evilly for Hunter’s liking.

“Maybe we... don’t bring those things to practice with everyone.” Hunter laughed nervously, knowing he was still a bit pink.

“Aww don’t worry! We’ll be so nice to our hero!” Gus and Willow continued to tease while reassuring him.

They whisked Hunter away from the other two girls without any protest from him. Amity knelt down beside Luz, who wiggled closer and leaned her head back in her lap, still giggling lightly.

“That was prehehetty bad, omg,” Luz giggled as she stared up at her girlfriend with puppy dog eyes. She broke eye contact for a moment. “Sorry I left you and Willow like that to chase after Gus…”

“Well, I would’ve liked to have gotten a little payback, but I think Hunter and Gus took care of that for now.” Amity told her softly. She walked two fingers cheekily up Luz’s arm toward her face and tapped a finger on her nose. “Although at some point, I think I should help you figure out whether there’s a difference between your new trick and the real thing…”

Luz gaped at her, a nervous protest forming on her lips.

“Don’t worry.” Amity pressed a kiss to her temple. “Not today.”

Luz giggled. “Okay.” And she let herself melt into Amity’s touch, content to rest right there in the middle of the floor.

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