#bohoho

[crossmuyoule]

@stealingyourstoats

You thought that this would be a normal post, but it was I, Von Karma!!!

[xylophxn]

The inside of my brain is just the trail to oregon on repeat.

[ticklygiggles]

Lovelynim's tickletober Day 12: Wall

Akaashi Keiji x Bokuto Kotarou [n$fw]

A/N: Being late is my passion. Anyways, this one's also heavily inspired by a little idea that has been in my head for years too. It's also based on a post I saw a life ago and idk how to find it lol ALSO inspired by that bl manga called Kabeana Heaven Hole (iykyk, don't come @ me)... are you realizing where this is going? I'm not sure how things will go, so I'm still tagging this one as spicy. Look, I wrote a whole drabble as a note... anyways, I hope you enjoy this one~

"Whoa, I rarely see your body like this, Kaashi."

Kaashi thought for a microsecond that he was just like a puppy, for he perked up as soon as he heard his nickname. His heart fluttered in his chest and if he had a tail, it would definitely be wagging like crazy.

He knew the man on the other side of the wall couldn't hear him, but he still smiled and whispered a soft, 'welcome back, Bo-san', wiggling his body a little as if waving, his chest warmed up when he heard a soft chuckle from the speakers. Bo-san couldn't hear him, but he could.

"Are you that excited to have me back? You're so cute, Kaashi. I gotta admit I'm also excited."

Akaashi gasped when he felt cold fingertips touching his chest. His skin quickly covered in goosebumps and he squirmed slightly, or at least he tried, since his position didn't leave him much room to move, which of course, was what was expected. On the other side of the wall, all Bo-san could see was his torso. His arms extended outward in a T shape, trapped in two holes just like his head and hips. It was like a big box with only a hole that allowed Kaashi's torso to be seen, he even still had trouble understanding how it worked, but once he looked at it from his side, it made more sense.

"You have such a nice body, Kaashi, you never cease to amaze me, every part of your body is extremely beautiful." Kaashi shuddered, jerking to the side with a gasp when a nail scratched down his waist and dangerously close to his hip, making him tremble. "So sensitive for me, aren't you?"

"AHA!" Kaashi jerked when he felt fingers jabbing his sides. It was always so terribly amazing how heightened his sensitivity became when he couldn't see where he was going to be touched. He hated it that he loved it so much.

As always, Bo-san started slowly. Fingertips dragging up and down his sides, poking each of his ribs, quick scratching against his armpits- just as if he was looking for the right spot, mapping for that place that would make Kaashi scream in hysterics.

Kaashi giggled and squealed with each tender touch, Bo-san couldn't see him, but he was sure he could see the way his stomach tensed, contracted and trembled with each giggle.

"Your torso seems to be even more ticklish than your feet, Kaashi. I like it. Now, let us begin, hmm?"

And so he did. Kaashi widened his eyes as he felt those nimble fingers truly tickling him now: clawing at his ribs and stomach, squeezing up and down his sides, digging into his armpits. Kaashi shrieked with laughter, shaking and squirming, desperately trying to escape from the insane sensation.

For a moment he even thought someone else was in the room at the other side of the wall with Bo-san, it was simply impossible someone alone could tickle him all over like this!

"B-Bohoho-sahahahan! Plehehease!" He begged, but of course, Bo-san didn't stop and he wasn't so sure he would stop even if he could hear him, after all, Kaashi was his favorite boy to tickle.

"Are you enjoying yourself, Kaashi? Aren't your hips moving too much?"

A deep blush creeped over Kaashi's cheeks and he desperately shook his head, trying to deny he was, in fact, enjoying every second of this. His cock hardening where Bo-san couldn't see and where Kaashi couldn't touch himself.

The desperation and the need to touch himself, the incessant tickling all over his torso, the inability to move his arms to protect himself- it was all so arousing... then Bo-san found his hips and Kaashi stopped working completely. His eyes widened and he gasped loudly before throwing his head back in desperate, beyond hysterical laughter.

His spine arched and he jumped and jerked and squirmed as best as he could, but those thumbs seemed to be glued to his hip bones, rubbing maddening circles against them.

"Oya? Did I find your weak spot, Kaashi? You're certainly trashing a lot, huh?" Kaashi could barely listen to Bo-san's words above his laughter reaching new levels of insanity. "I wish I could hear you. You must be laughing very hard, huh? Are you begging me to stop, Kaashi?"

He was... at least in his head, because there was no way he could speak through his laughter at that moment. Tears fell down his cheeks, saliva dripped from the side of his mouth, he even felt some snot falling down his nostrils and he was glad Bo-san couldn't see him like this.

"You are so ticklish, Kaashi, maybe I should pay for an extra hour so I can keep tickling your hips?"

Kaashi shook his head, his laughter a constant buzzing noise to his own ears. He couldn't stand this torture for one more hour, besides... how many times could he cum in an hour?!

He trembled, feeling the wonderful tingling gathering under his belly button, and with just a couple of thrusts to his hips, he felt the throb, throb, throb of his climax about to explode, his orgasm washing over him with overwhelming force.

"Oh?" Those evil, but gentle hands release him, finally. "Haha, Kaashi? Did you cum?" Oh, How could he say those words with so much honey in his tone, but at the same time so much mischief. Kaashi nodded, gasping and trembling and shuddering and twitching. "But, Kaashi... I still have fifteen minutes left!"

Kaashi widened his eyes and he didn't have time to brace himself before the tickling on his hips started again. Oh, he had been a fool to think that Bo-san's fingers were evil before, the word 'evil' really fell short right now. Kaashi didn't know if it was that he had become even more sensitive after cumming, or if Bo-san had started to really tickle him now; what he did know was that he had never, in his entire life, felt anything as intense as that.

Oh no, was he getting hard again?

"Poor ticklish hips~ I hope you're hanging in there, Kaashi. We still have fourteen minutes left of fun~"

Who would have thought one could cum twice in fourteen minutes? Certainly not Kaashi.

[twisted-lusty]

https://www.tumblr.com/twisted-lusty/738888759171481600/hethey-yet-u-write-for-fem-reader-ok-girl-not

Ngl, that felt like a “Oh shit! Thanks for the observation of my wo-WAIT A MINUTE!”

And you hit them with the polite chancla. You’re a cool dude!

Hope you have a good year and good luck on your pulls!!

IT WAS THIS! I started to seek the post... and then the switch turned on LMAO! Well, it's ok... I guess some people are just weird.

Tho, I don't see why they wasted their time sending the ask...? I'm maybe just too old to get today's generation, tsk tsk... Jokes aside, thanks for the luck wishing!!! I hope to pull some good cards in my cruel little gacha, bohoho!

With love, Lust~

[vvanvovietvanvovan]

Who's crying? I'm not crying. No one's crying

Bonus end pic:

[shiraween]

I caught you /(◣w◢)/#<3

~~8D~~

[holidaydinnerrecipes]

A Boho-ho holiday party with Pier 1 | Jungalow by Justina Blakeney Pier-1-holiday-at-the-jungalow-16

[heavensickness]

JESSE IS NOT A HITMAN GO FUCK YOURSELF LEAVE HIM ALONE!!! HE IS NOT GONNA DO YOUR DIRTY WORK!!!

[mobolanz]

Memes for if kurogiri is out of prison in tomorrow's leaks

Memes for if he doesn't

[sentofight]

“ so you don't want me to kiss you? “ //, a mouse to a cat

kiss meme ~ | accepting | @psychcdelica

He subconsciously backed away when she moved closer to him. It was not the kind of retreat for his life--which he NEVER had done in his life. Not even when he was facing and training with her father who to note, was a beast without mercy training him day and night. Backing away is something alien to him. He had spent his life MOVING FORWARD no matter what.

Being around her not only make him feel strange things he had never thought and imagined he could F E E L but she always keeps him on his toes; trying to anticipate what she is doing to do or say to him.

Crimson eyes blinked in confusion when she didn’t back away but instead kept staring at him. E-eh? W-was there something on his face? She could just point to it or...wipe it herself, why is she staring like this? It’s not good for his heart, Jubel! His cheeks flushing red as he couldn’t maintain eye contact with her.

“W-what’s wrong?? Why are you staring like this!?”

Came his usual burst and her answer only made the air in his throat stop, choking him. “--!? *splutter* *cough* Wh- HUH? Wh--!? K-K--- EH?! W-wait I--” HIS FIRST KISS! IS IT REALLY HIS FIRST KISS? He’s not mishearing her right? God only knows if this turned out to be another misunderstanding his poor heart won’t take it. That time when they were in the carriage was enough to make him wary of her ....choice of words. it seems she does not notice that often her words could be understood quite differently . . . or wait, or is he .... is it his fault? S-stop! He’s not pervert! He never dated let alone loved someone in his life! This is all new to him!

T-take a deep breath, Max!

His defensive stance to cover the lower part of his face out of embarrassment, slowly lowered down, trying to control his emotions. For the love of everything holy ... he was never this troubled to put a reign on his emotions. With her ... he can barely think straight or control himself.

“F-Fine!!” clenching his jaw, he made eye contact with her. “I’ll let you do it because you asked for it, okay??” K-k-k-kiss with her!?! Freya!! He should have asked Freya what he should!!! You could literally see fumes coming out of his head.

[perishx]

group mounts more like who has the driving license 

[transviktortalis]

man i fuckin hate cadeucusucuscus

[gigilefache]

Idea for all theorist making Kirby theories

What not to make theroies about: "Kirby is a cannibalistic villain who eats everyone and hurts Dedede and murders waddle dees."

What to actually make theories about: the complex lore of the Kirby franchise and the roles of all the different types of matter (dark dream heart and soul) within the series. Also the origins of parallel universes, alternate dimensions, nova clocks, halacandra, another dimension, galacta knight, if adeline is actually a real human being, Satan, and how all of it ties to void termina. And how void ties to Kirby. And Morpho knight. The fucking war that apparently took place. The galaxia. Pick one please I beg!

[tmnt-veelicious]

Across the Stars - Ch.1

Eyyoooo, first chapter of my TMNT fanfic :’) Now, what the fawck is going on? Welp, it’s a lil’ lovey-dovey story based on the 2014-2016 universe. The turtles are aged up to their mid 20′s.Aaannd it’s going to be rated mature (especially for language, anxiety/depression mentions, explicit stuff and future sex scenes yaasss). The main pairing is DonatelloXOC (self-insert). If you’re not a fan of that, it’s perfectly understandable and you may go on your merry way~. Writing this kind of stuff helps me with my own anxiety ( ´ ▽ ` )b  heh Also I want to apologize in advance for any errors I may make. My first language is French and sometimes my brain farts some nonsense. I always try to correct things as fast as I can though ! ANYWHOOORE, time for some reading ! Enjoy :) First Chapter --> You’re here mah precious Next Chapter --> HERE

Done. That was the only word that went through Vee's mind as she closed the apartment's door behind her, leaning into it with a long sigh. She was done with the day, done with her exhausting shift at work. Done with life. Hanging her black trench coat and removing her autumn boots, she wandered to the kitchen, finding the place void of any other presence. April O'Neil, her roomate, had been rather occupied with her job, being a reporter for Channel 6 no easy thing. Also Vee was noticing how the other woman was somehow avoiding her for an unknown reason... She shrugged, trying to chase the thoughts away, filling an electric kettle with water in order to prepare a cup of tea. As she was waiting for the water to boil, she stopped to a standing mirror, grabbing her long light brown hair so she could assemble them in a messy bun. She couldn't help noticing the dark circles under her green eyes, a clear sign of fatigue and stress. A new sigh escaped her lips as she pushed on her glasses, repositionning them to their rightful place. Ever since she moved in to New York city, six months ago, she felt like her spark was vanishing with each passing months. Coming from Montréal, Canada, to work and live here had been a big step in her life, but it had also been a dued change. Her initial thrill and thirst for adventure had fueled her, dreaming of the endless possibilities New York's creative scene could offer her... Alas, she was nothing more but a single raindrop in a massive ocean of artists just like her. Was her life reduced to the endless loop of eat-work-sleep? Indeed. And she despised it. Especially since her job consisted of folding clothes and being a cashier to bratty customers who would complain day and night about not finding the perfect size of jeans or t-shirt. So exciting!... At least it paid the bills and rent. Click Vee turned to the kettle, mindlessly pouring hot water in a cup and dropping a bag of green tea, next making her way towards her bedroom. The place wasn't too big, only offering enough space for her double size bed, a desk on which sat her laptop and, not too far, her prized electric piano, most practical when she needed to practice and would only need to plug in headphones so only she could hear the precious melodies. Vee was an artist in many forms. From music to drawing, with a side of writing, she have had the opportunity to lay her hands on many projects, also spending a good part of her past twenty-five years in schools and colleges, studying and mastering her creative side. Vee was a dreamer, her mind always up and running, never at peace. She had so many ideas and so little time... At some point she wished she could just puke them out of her brain, knowing it'd be way easier to sort them out. Instead, she had a wall filled with post-its, papers, anything that she could write on, filled with words, drawings, things that inspired her or wouldn't just leave her thoughts. That was her way of keeping a planner, knowing it'd be way too frustrating to flip through many pages of a book only to find THE idea she'd be looking for! Undressing so she could put on a large t-shirt and keep her legs free of any pants' restraint, she plopped on her chair, facing her desk and turned on her laptop, the screen's light blaring through her unamused, souless even, expression. Her fingers moved expertedly over her keyboard, typing in her password, next sipping her tea without care. Her thoughts slowly started to shift to a new subject. Him. She hoped he'd be online... A month or two before she departed from Montréal, she had started to notice the sudden interest of a new follower on her various online accounts. At first she didn’t mind, but soon both began to chat and discovered that they had many interests in common. They liked talking about science, sending eachothers stupid memes and simply going from serious conversations to hilarious ones. He said his name was Donatello. A bit of a pretentious name. It was certainly not his real one (or else his parents must have been total Renaissance nerds). And his username was no better: donino, a simple mix of his name and that domino pizza place. He liked pizza. URG. STUPID PUNS. Vee smiled when she noticed he was on, already opening a chatbox. (veelicious): Afbabshabvdfshdsbf (donino): Hi? (veelicious): My brain is trying to reboot. (donino): Long day I presume? (veelicious): HMMMRRR I wish I could land on a good job opportunity in my domain rather than hearing people complain about how they'll just go to another store only because we don't have an item that ran out of stock. (veelicious): I'm not even complaining. Go shop somewhere else, customer from hell. I won't miss your needy ass. (donino): Yikes! Sorry people can be such dickheads :( …. Have you tried looking for another place? I could help you search? (veelicious): You're sweet, Don, but you don't need to go into all that trouble for me. Don't worry, I'm always on the lookout for something else :) She always thought it was cute how he was always ready to help her. … Even though both were now living in the same city, they've never met. He would always give a reason to postpone any actual meeting and Vee couldn't help feeling hurt about that. They'd been chatting, both via text and voice, for a little bit more than half a year, developping a strong friendship …. Why would he deny seeing her? She suspected that he might be lying about living in the city, but on the other hand she couldn't believe that, the guy too truthful in nature. (donino): Is there anything I can do to help and make you feel better though? (veelicious): Yeah, what about a coffee date? She slapped her palm to her face, cursing herself. (donino): Vee idk... (veelicious): For fuck's sake Donnie, what could go wrong? I just want to get to know a new friendly face around here. (veelicious): I really enjoy talking to you. … April's been giving me the cold shoulder for some unknown reason, added to her being almost non-existent in this frickin' apartment. And now you just always come up with excuses. (veelicious): I may be a stupid introvert, but damn sometimes I just hate being alone. … I just want to talk. (donino): We can voice chat if you want. (veelicious): No Donnie. … I want to see you. I want to see your face, be able to put a picture over your name. I want to see you when you laugh. I want to see you smile. … Jfc, I don't bite. She took a long sip of her tea, her hands slightly shaking. She felt like she was confessing something, but deep down she just wanted to be able to hang out with someone other than herself, April or any stupid coworker... She got no answer for a good couple of minutes, knowing she had probably scared him. Ding Her eyes moved back to the screen. (donino): Tomorrow night. Come alone. Go on top of the building that's on the corner of 4th ave. and 12th st. (donino): … I know this sounds super creepy and weird as hell, but trust me, it's the only way. (donino): Oh and yeah, bring coffees :) Vee's eyes were now wide open, her heart suddenly beating hard. She was confused and excited, a large grin coming to her face. The request did sound off, but at least she FINALLY got a result. *** This september night felt chilly, the month nearing its end. Vee was glad to be holding the two cups of coffee, warming her hands. Wearing her black trench coat, she couldn't help snorting at the mental image of herself, dressed like some sort of hip business woman, walking fast with her coffees, ready to tackle any late work. HA! She wished. She found the place, a modest apartment building which had an emergency metal staircase to its side, Vee then going to it in order to reach the top. She found herself alone, gazing upon the nearby streets, sipping her cup from times to times and butteflies destroying her stomach due to stress. Why was she so anxious to meet him? The worst was probably that she had no idea what he looked like. He never described himself much, only stating that he wore glasses and was tall. At least that was a start? Vee was about to leave a cup down to check her phone that she heard a sound; someone clearing their throat to bring attention. She quickly turned towards the sound, noticing a form in the shadows. ''… Donnie?'' she asked. ''Uhm, yeah, hi.'' A large smile came on Vee's face, recognizing his voice. She proceeded to walk in his direction so she could hand him his cup, but was promptly stopped. ''Wait!'' his voice sounding slightly nervous. ''… This is hard for me, please, just stay where you are.'' Vee was confused but obeyed, her eyes trying to scan his form. He looked tall, easily over six feet! He seemed to be carrying some sort of gear- She heard him sigh, finally moving. The first word to come up in her mind was green. Then purple. Glasses. Golden eyes. Technology. Shell. Shell? Turtle?! They stood there, in complete silence, Donatello now immobile and in plain sight. He gulped, starting to feel anxious as he could only notice how wide Vee's eyes were now... ''Wow,'' she finally said. She walked to him, closing the distance. Donnie was tempted to fall back, but remained in place, his eyes never leaving the human. Vee handed him a cup, her hand slightly shaking, her gaze plunged in his. She felt his hand around hers, taking the cup, only then her mind was brought back to reality, trying to find words only to speak again: ''Is … is this why you never wanted to meet?'' she asked, now both her hands around her cup. The turtle swallowed hard again, trying to focus. ''Well, yeah!'' He finally frowned a little in disbelief, a hand going to his hip, trying to understand the situation. ''Wait,'' he puffed a little. ''No screaming? No fainting? Just 'wow'?'' Vee shrugged, unsure, taking a quick sip of coffee before commenting: ''Okay, let me say something else then. … Holy hell! There. Any better?'' A small laugh escaped her, mostly dued to stress, but she was quick to calm it, sighing. ''Look... I can't deny that I'm a bit scared right now, but I'm mostly curious. I mean, you're a walking, talking turtle person! Gee, that's not something you get to see everyday, at least for me.'' ''… You don't think I'm a monster?'' he asked shyly. ''Oh please, what now? Monster is a synonym for 'bad'? Am I supposed to be afraid senseless and run away? … As I'm aware, you're a good person.'' Donatello's fingers fiddled on his cup. ''… I- I don't know what to say,'' he mumbled. ''Vee, you're probably the first human to be kind when meeting me.'' The woman lifted her cup in a 'toast' gesture, a smirk on her lips. ''I'm your friend. If I were to scream and throw myself off this building in fear, that would make me a terrible one.'' Donnie clinked his cup to hers, a smile now on his face too. ''Glad that didn't happen then. I'll drink to that friendship.'' *** ''April, what the fuck?'' Vee said as soon as she entered the apartment and saw her roomate sitting on the couch, carelessly going through her phone. The brunette lifted her eyes: ''… Yes?'' Vee knew everything. Donatello had told her about how he knew April, how she'd be working with them – yes because there was a 'them' as in there were others like him! ''Why did you never tell me about Donatello being a freaking mutant turtle?'' April's body jolted back to life, sitting straight, her eyes wide open. ''Wait, how did you-'' ''I just met him,'' cut Vee, her hands resting on her hips, a deadpan, non amused look on her face. The reporter was at a loss for words, going through several emotions, trying to find the right words. ''… What, he actually met you? He told me he didn't want to.'' ''SEE! THIS! Why the secret? You knew I was talking to him. If he was so scared, why didn't he stop talking to me? What the fuck is going on?!'' April sighed, gesturing for Vee to come sit by her side. ''Vee, I'm sorry.'' She sounded sincere. ''Can you just understand that this situation was really … delicate? I can't just go around and tell people that I know some freakin' ninja turtles-'' ''Wait, ninjas?'' ''Yes, they're ninjas. Now don't interrupt me! … They've been living in secrecy for many years now and they come up at night to help around with justice and stuff. Their main goal around here is to protect the city.'' ''Wow, okay, so like some sort of super heroes?'' asked Vee, genuinely curious. ''Yes! Remember Shredder? The Technodrome? It's not Vern or the police that took care of all that, that was them! They run around, jumping and stuff and they fight back.... Usually they're very careful, but you had to fall upon the only one who's a real tech genius and probably spends more time on the internet than his brothers.'' She took Vee's hands, looking straight into her eyes. ''… How did you react when meeting him?'' ''I was surprised,'' answered the other with a small smile. ''I did not scream, although I was a bit scared, but I was just so happy to finally see him...'' ''Heh, lucky. First time I met them I fainted.'' *** (veelicious): I can't believe we actually met! (donino): Me too, to be honest. I was so nervous.... (veelicious): I'm really grateful that you went over your fear and showed yourself. … I have the feeling that I sounded selfish and mean last time we chatted and I'm so sorry. I didn't want to rush things like that... (donino): No! Actually, I'm glad you did. … You're a good person, Vee, and I guess I low-key knew that you would react the way you did when we met. I don't know how to explain it... … (veelicious): I want to meet you again. (donino): Same. (veelicious): April told me everything. … If you and your family are okay with it, we could meet up at your place? I'd be curious to see how it looks down there. April would come with me. (donino): Unless you have troubles with slight sewer odors, you're welcome here! I'll keep you up to date regarding the others though... (veelicious): Looking forward to it ;)

[tickling-giggles]

hii your blog just got recommended to me and i thought i'd check it out

first of all happy belated birthday, you're really gorgeous!! 💛

second i'd like to send in a request if that's fine with you; would you write for haikyuu with lee kuroo and ler bokuto where kuroo provokes a tickle fight which bokuto absolutely wins? if not that's totally fine ofc, have a lovely day! 💛💛

Ohoo it is on brother

A/n: Thankyouu soo much and ooooh I was recommended to you 🤭 very much appreciated and I hope you have a good day aswell✨✨ (you guys/gals I take tk rq as long as they’re open and sfw😭😭)

TW// Lee mood kuroo (and me🥲)

PLATONIC‼️ bc idk if you had wanted it romantically or not (hehe bromantically)

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Bokuto and Kuroo were currently chilling together on Kenma’s couch. Where are their setters you may ask they went to go run some errands. And left the two because they can not be trusted in public together.

Kuroo in this sucky predicament he was in a lee mood and bokuto Isn’t the best at pick up hints and asking to be tickled is definitely not an option. So….provoking him? Eh it’s kinda the only option left.

“Hehehey don’t poke me” bokuto flinched as he looked over at kuroo. “Huh dude what’re you talking about both of my hands are on my phone” kuroo lied. “Yeah okay” bokuto squinted his eyes at him before unpausing his game.

‘He squinted at me good sign working slowly towards the goal’

“Duhude quihit what’s your deal rooster” bokuto gripped his side looking down at kuroo. “I genuinely don’t know what your talking about” kuroo looked at him confused. “Yeah okay mister” Bokuto chuckled this time keeping an eye on him.

He unpaused his game acting like he was playing it but was really watching kuroo waiting for him to poke him again. Kuroo waited a bit he looked up and seen him looking at the Tv screen and reached out to poke his side again.

“HA I caught you red frickin handed dude what’s up your being more touchy than usual not that it bothers me or anything it’s just odd” Bokuto grabbed kuroo’s wrist smiling in confusion. ‘I think he might’ve caught me… wait this bokuto we’re talking about he’ll end up thinking it’s something else’

“Wait a minute are you trying to start a tickle fight with me?” Bokuto slowly let go of kuroo wrist.

‘Knew it’

“Dude what no I’m not” kuroo lied totally was believable’.

“Ohoo it is on brother prepared to get wrecked” bokuto rolled up his sleeves before he leaped on top of kuroo who was trying to “get away”. “

Cohome ohon Bo” kuroo anticipation giggles started getting the best of him. “Dude I haven’t even done anything yet” bokuto chuckled.

‘OH MY LORD CAN HE PLEASE JUST GET ON WITH IT ALREADY ANTICIPATION IS STARTING TO GET THE BEST OF ME’.

Bokuto began tickling at his sides kuroo gripping onto his wrists “trying” to push his hands away.

“Bohoho nohoho ahahaha” kuroo giggled. “No this is what you get for poking me and tickling me earlier”bokuto reminded.

Kuroo began tickling bokuto’s sides due to his cheeky personality and plus why not.

“Hehehey thihis punishment is for yohohou nohot mehe” bokuto laughed as he jerked from side to side.

“oho Noho yohou dohon’t” bokuto says as he feels kuroo’s hands move up to his ribs.

“Whahat ya gonnahahaha doho abohout ihit” kuroo provoking bokuto even more.

“You cohocky hair for brahahains imma doho this” bokuto immediately shove both hand under kuroo’s armpits.

“NOHOHO BOHOHO THAHAHAT’S NAHAHAHAT FAHAHAIR” kuroo cackled as lunged his head back like that was gonna do something.

“Coochie coochie coo~” bokuto teased him verbally and physically.

“NAHAHA STAHAHAP TEASIHIHING MEHEHE”

“Hmmmm no tell me kuroo does it tickle more when I tickle fast or slow” bokuto asked. “ITS BAHAHAD FAHAHAST”

“Good to know” bokuto kept that intel for future reference.

“YOHOHOU JEHEHERK” kuroo “accidentally” insulted him.

“Ok rude I was going slow but just for that I’m going to wiggle my finger so fast you laughter will lag” bokuto jokingly pouted.

“WAHAHAIT IHI TAHAKE IHIT BAHACK”

“Too fricken late” was the las that Bokuto said before cracking his knuckles and no joke he scribbled HELLA fast it was brutal for kuroo.

“OHOHOKAHAHAHAY OHOHOKAHAHAHAY KOTAROHOHO GIVEHEHEH I GIVEHEHEHE” Kuroo pleaded tapping on bokuto’s arm.

“AWWWWW YEAH BA-BEEEYY BOKUTO TAKES THE WIN” Bokuto shouts.

“Wehell played my ohowl friend I shall seehek revenge” was kuroo’s last words before dropping his head into the pillow that was on the ground.

“Should we—“ Akaashi was about to ask.

“No leave the two weirdos like this it’s kinda entertaining” Kenma slightly smiles.