#Sugishita brings me such joy

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The Perfect Scarecrow (Windbreaker)

Happy Halloweenie! >:D Ajearkejrjearj I hope y'all are having a great spooky season so far! I was fangirling with the ever amazing @intheticklecloset about Windbreaker when this idea was created! Thank you so much for giving me both the inspo and the motivation to make this little spooky treat friend! :D

Summary: Bofurin's hosting a Halloween event for the town's locals, and Sugishita is chosen to be the scarecrow. Unfortunately for him- it turns out to be a far more ticklish job than he expects.

If you asked Umemiya- Sughishita was made for this costume.

He didn’t mean it in a cruel way, mind you- it was just a given! Sugishita was tall, lanky, and always wore the same resting grunt no matter the occasion. How could he NOT be the scarecrow for Bofurin’s halloween event?

“You’ll do great! You don’t even need to talk! Just stand there and look menacing!” That seemed to ease the younger boy’s worries, and after some gentle encouragement from the school leader, Sugishita had agreed. Things were going rather smoothly, if Umemiya said so himself.

Well- almost anyway.

“Hold still- you’re so squirmy!” The gardener childed with a laugh as he tried once more to stick straw in the various parts of Sugishita’s costume. It wasn’t the real deal- that would be far too irritating, not to mention who knew what kind of wild critters would be within. Instead, he asked Tsubakino’s group to make some out of fuzzy sticks and yarn. It looked near identical, and in the dark of the “cornfield”, no one would be wiser. “I can’t get it to stay if you keep twitching!”

Sugishita was trying- straightening his back and gritting his teeth as Umemiya stuffed the “straw” into the front pocket of his overalls. Alas, when he tried shoving some into the rips of his shirt, the taller boy squirmed away with a breathless giggle. “Does it really tickle that bad?”

The long haired teen looked away, the tops of his cheeks dusting pink as he nodded. “It’s alright- you just gotta get through. We’re almost done.” Squeezing Sugishita’s shoulder, he tried to fight down his ever growing smile as he placed some straw in his collar, making him jerk forward with another near mute giggle. “Sugishita!”

“I’m shaharry! It tihihckles!” He wheezed, laughing even more as Umemiya reached down the back of his shirt to retrieve it. “Nohohohooho!”

“There, I got it.” Umemiya snickered as he grabbed it, using the remains to decorate the back of his overalls and hat. “Nearly perfect. Just need one more thing..”

Sugishita seemed to relax, thinking it was over. Umemiya waited until he was breathing normally before grabbing his sides from behind, dancing his fingers into his ribs. The poor scarecrow made a noise of surprise before flailing out of his chair, falling to the ground in a squirmy ball of hushed laughter. “Ehehehehehhe! Uuhuhuhmemihihihya-sahhahahan!”

“What’s wrong, little scarecrow? How can you scare off the birds if you can’t take a little tickling? Caw, caw!” Umemiya made mock bird noises as he “plucked” at Sugishita, pinching along the sensitive parts of his torso and further driving him up a wall. The long haired teen could only curl up and laugh, hugging himself tightly while his leader had his fun. “I’m the big bad crow, and I’ve come to steal the corn! You can’t stop me, little scarecrow! Caw!”

Sugishita had no strength to fight, so he just kinda kicked and giggled, pulling his hat further down his reddening face as his torso was utterly ambushed. This likely would have gone on forever if Umemiya didn’t switch to tickling his knees, making the other boy spazz out with a breathy “Mehehehehrcy!”

“Hehe, okay okay- I’ll let you live.” Umemiya let him go, pulling his hat off his face to relish the shy smile on the younger boy’s lips. “The crow’s gone. It’s me, Umemiya once more!”

Sugishita snorted, unable to fight off another small fit of silent giggles as the older boy pinched his cheek. “That wasn’t fahhhair.”

“Oo, look at you- telling me what’s fair and unfair.” Umemiya joked, laughing at Sugishita’s mild panic. He poked him in the belly before climbing off him, pulling the other boy back into his chair. “I’m just messing with you. I might have tormented you a little more than I should- but that’s only because you’re so dang cute!” He gave his neck one last tickle before stepping back, admiring the full costume. “Look at that- I told Toma you’d make a perfect scarecrow, and I was right!”

Sugishita puffed with pride, a small smile touching his lips at the words. Umemiya gave one or two final adjustments to the outfit before nodding in satisfaction. “Ready to scare the pants off everyone?”

The taller boy nodded, determined. Umemiya laughed as he opened the doors, excited to bring some spooky fun to the town. “Come on then- let’s give them a show!”

Thanks for reading!

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WINDBREAKER VIRGINS YOU SAY 👀👀👀

— ⋆｡˚｡⋆ ｡˚ 𓆩𖥔𓆪 ˚｡⋆｡˚｡⋆ —

speaking : yep, you heard right 🙂‍↕️ every show/manga i read is gonna get hit with my virgin ray. "i love virgins, anon ! I LOVE VIRGIIINS !"

𓆩𖥔𓆪 — disclaimer ! these are just my opinions ! if you disagree, cool. let's keep it cute. tbh, they all could be virgins, but they’re the most pressing in my eyes.

Nirei Akihiko

Don't get me wrong, I like Nirei alot ! I think he's super cute and he's so sweet it makes my teeth hurt. But, until his confidence goes up, ain't nothing going down. i do think he has a separate notebook with sex tips that's he gathered from various sources. From friends he worked up the courage to ask, to Cosmo articles, to the pornos he watches on lonely nights. When he finally get brave enough to try though, best believe he'll be prepared for any possible scenario.

Sugishita Kyotaro

Again, I feel like perhaps because he's tall, quiet and handsome, y'all think he'd be laying pipe. I mean, the quiet ones are usually the nastiest in bed, right? extremely loud incorrect buzzer. It'd be a miracle to actually get a sentence out of him. And it'd be another miracle to convince him to come shake the sheets instead of playing Umemiya's shadow. The plants he takes care of have a better chance getting wet by him than you ever will.

Tsugeura Taiga

Straight up, he just scares away any possible suitors. Plus, he's a little slow on the uptake. Between being loud and a bit off putting, and his his inability to catch social cues, he is unfortunately stuck in perpetual virgindom. That's it, that's all.

Sakura Haruka

Now, put the torches and pitchforks down before y'all drag me to the town square. How do we as a collective think Sakura would react if he saw you naked? Stand there reveling in the majesty that is you, dick so hard he might pass out? No. He'd turn red and start yelling before you even get your shoes off. Get him more comfortable with being romantic/sexual, and i’m sure the yelling, stomping, flailing and cherry red blush will die down…in a couple years. Best of luck !

Saku Mizuki

Wannabe General Mizuki. The minute I saw him, I knew he was getting NO pussy. And that makes me sad for him, it truly does. He's too stiff. If, for some odd reason on your part, you decided to lay the moves on him, he'd probably lecture you on how it's inappropriate to shamelessly flirt with people. He'd kill the mood so bad. Plus that one dude called him ugly and he turned around..oof

Takiishi Chika

Take this one with a grain of salt, but from what I've gathered...he just would not be interested. I'm sure Endo has tried bringing it to his attention before. And I'm also sure he got the fire knocked out his ass as soon as it left his mouth. Now, if does decide to get his dick wet, I hope you're fully resigned to letting him do whatever he wants and possibly leaving unsatisfied. Utter anything that sounds like you're telling him what to do? Let's leave getting beat up to Endo, mkay?

Shuhei Suzuri

I think he finds fulfillment and joy in his hobbies and that's all he needs. Being able to cook for people and enjoy his games gives him the satisfaction he was missing when he was in extreme poverty. I'm sure he wouldn't really mind losing his virginity either way, but it's definitely not on the forefront of his mind. A consistently full belly and a couple video games is good enough for now.

Choji Tomiyama

He thinks everything is a game and plays entirely too much to just be fucking for real. And I think he's fine with that ! He's carefree and he's content knocking people's heads together. I do think you could probably get him to give losing his virginity a true shot if you compare him to Umemiya or make it a competition, though. But who's gonna do all that to nut? (I really just added him to make one specific person mad. Let me know if it worked <3)

Honorable Mention : Togame Jo & Umemiya Hajime

Just cuz I want to be the one to take their virginity. I have no real reason LMAOOO.

© 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘰 hvly 2024. 𝘋𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘧y.

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Dance With Me? - Oneshot (Request)

ᯓ ume tasks sugishita to accompany his little sister to her dance except... they kinda hate each other.... ᯓ character; sugishita kyotaro (wind breaker) ᯓ tags; reader is ume's biological little sis, tsundere sugi, enemies to lovers-ish fluff, sfw, afab reader, no y/n

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It's not news to anyone that Sugishita would do absolutely anything that Ume would ask of him—tending the garden, patrolling the town, hanging out at the cafe. Done, done, and done.

But there was one thing that he—with utmost reluctance—would not do gladly even if the revered Umemiya Hajime told him to.

And that was to interact with Ume's little sister.

You'd think that siblings would at least be similar to each other, but you were nothing like your brother. While the two of you were both outgoing and friendly, Ume was a bit more gentle and easygoing while you were... a bit of a firecracker to say the least.

Ume stood in front of Sugishita. He clasped his hands tightly as he pleaded with the younger man. They were in the middle of gardening so peacefully when he decided to ruin it for them.

"Pretty please? If you can't do it for her then do it for me."

Damn it. Sugishita huffed out. When he put it like that—there was no way he could disappoint his favorite upperclassman. But maybe... if he started suggesting other people, then that should be sort of like helping too... right?

Ume sighed, exhausted from begging. Not to mention, you were already on his ass about this whole situation. The thing is—there was a school dance that everyone at your school was looking forward to. But you had to bring a plus one. Otherwise, people would judge you for not having one. High school works in ridiculous ways.

Initially, Ume already offered to go. But who the hell goes to a high school dance with their brother?

"I can't ask Sakura because he'd explode before he even gets to the dance. She thinks of Nirei as a brother too and Suo intimidates her too much."

"Kaji-san?" Sugishita adds.

"No dice," Ume sighs again, placing his hands on his hips. "She wants to go with someone in the same year as her.

And asking her enemy would be any better? Sugishita felt his heart being gripped and not in a good way. Ume's puppy eyes really had no effect, though Sugishita was starting to feel bad. Maybe one night with you wouldn't be so abysmal.

"...Fine."

"Hooray!" Ume almost jumped up for joy as he finally had some good news to bring home to you...

Or not—because you may have thwacked him over the head with a book after he told you that the one and only Sugishita Kyotaro would be accompanying to the most important event of your high school life.

But there was nothing else to do as both of you stood outside of your school. Ume had just dropped you off after what was the most awkward car ride ever. Your brother talked the whole time—hyping up the both of you while neither of you even talked.

"So..."

"So what?"

Sugishita clicked his tongue. You haven't even exchanged more than 5 words tonight and you were already showing attitude. "Aren't we gonna go inside?"

"I dunno, do YOU even wanna go inside? 'Cuz I don't."

"But Umemiya-san told me this was important to you."

Your crossed your arms and looked off to the side, embarrassed to be put into this situation. "Well, it is... but now I don't care anymore."

What a brat, he thought. But as annoying as you were right now—Sugishita had promised Ume that he'd make sure you would have fun. The longer the arrangement simmered in his mind, the stronger his resolve became to stay true to that promise.

Never mind that you two were oil and water. If he had something to prove to Ume, then maybe the same could be said for you. Sugishita wanted to shut you up after all.

"C'mon," he insists, grabbing your hand and dragging you into the building.

"Hey—what the f—wait!" Though your tried to resist, his grip was too strong. He was hellbent on getting you inside and showing you that your brattiness was making you miss out.

Your resistance was futile as you found yourself in the event hall where the reception was asking for your ticket. You begrudgingly held it in your fist before Sugishita swiped it.

"Here. Two tickets."

The attendant examined the small pieces of paper. Then, the two of you were finally at the dance. The lights were dimmed and upbeat music played while people danced. A sigh of relief escapes you, thankful that it wasn't a slow dance yet.

As the newcomers, eyes were on you. Of course, people were curious who this tall and scary guy was and how he knew you. The guys were sizing him up while the other girls were whispering among themselves.

You noticed this all, but your "date" was seemingly oblivious to it all.

"Aren't you gonna go and dance with your friends?"

"What about you?"

"What about me? When did YOU care about ME?" he asked, emphasizing the two words that never got along well.

Crossing your arms, you looked around the place. You looked forward to this event for weeks—maybe even months. But here you were, sulking. But why? You came in a nice dress with a date who doesn't look too shabby. Did you really hate him in the first place or...

"My friends are just gonna ask me about you and I don't want to explain all of that."

Sugishita scoffs. "Just tell them we're friends. No need to go on a whole rant about how you hate me."

That catches your attention and you crane your head to look up at him. "Okay, first of all, you're the one who hates me. Not the other way around."

"And when did I say that?"

"Well, you—" pause. "I just—" another pause. "You just seem to dislike my presence. I can tell. I'm not stupid."

He grumbles, letting his arms fall to the side. It completely slipped your mind how much he was talking today.

"You're annoying and you bother me a lot but I don't hate you," he admits. And somehow that sincere concession has your heart beating a little faster than normal.

"Well whatever. I don't ca—"

"Do you hate me?"

The question catches you off-guard. That's the million dollar question. "No... I guess not. You're just not the most receptive to my actions so I think you're weird. Like something's wrong with you."

"Maybe if you respected my boundaries and didn't annoy me all the time. Maybe I'd like you."

The air stills. Momentum kept building up and that's what he blamed for the last few words he spoke. Then again, "liking" someone doesn't have to be taken in a romantic context. It would be your fault if you misunderstood.

With all your bickering, you were late to notice that the song had slowed. People had calmed down and gone in pairs. Hands were attached to waists and eyes were peering into each other. It was starting.

Sugishita took a few steps forward before turning to look back at you. He held his hand out. "Dance with me?"

You stared at him, dumbfounded. Was this guy so devoted to your brother that he'd throw all his dignity away as soon as he asks him to dance with his little sister? It was both impressive and ridiculous at the same time.

"What about your boundaries?"

He shook his head, shoving his hand in his pocket instead. "Fine, be the loser that stays in the sidelines."

This was nothing like the Sugishita that you know. He wasn't acting right that it was almost concerning. But... maybe you were both crazy because as soon as he turned his back to you—you were chasing after him.

Linking your arm with his, you tugged at him a bit. "You're the loser. Not me."

A sly smirk crosses his face. "Let's see if you manage not to step on my foot then, Loser."

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