#but him being a sensei also tickles me

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HIII!! I saw that requests are open soo i wanna make one LMAO

Could i request a lee!Lloyd and ler!Kai fic from lego ninjago? I think that Lloyd seeing Kai as his older brother is absolutely adorable and i need some content with them. No pressure tho! Please and ty!<3

~ 𝚆𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚢-𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚢, 𝚎𝚐𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚢 (𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊…) ~

❤️💚 𝙵𝚒𝚌 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢: 𝙰𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝙽𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎 ❤️💚

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙴𝙴𝙴𝙴𝙴 𝙷𝙸 𝙽𝙾𝙽𝙽𝙸𝙴 💓💗💕💝!!! 𝚂𝙾 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚋𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃 𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙹𝙰𝙶𝙾 𝙵𝙸𝙲 👏🏾🥳🎉‼️ 𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑…𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚞𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚎 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜, 𝚠𝚎 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 🥲👍🏾. 𝙺𝚊𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙻𝚕𝚘𝚢𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛’𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚍𝚌 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝙱𝚁𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝙱𝚁𝙾!!! 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙽𝚈𝙰 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚁𝙶𝙱 𝚂𝙸𝙱𝚂⁉️⁉️⁉️ 𝙰𝙷𝙷𝙷 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝙼𝙰𝙽— 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚙 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚠…˚*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*＊·̩̩̥͙

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟹,𝟷𝟷𝟿

𝙻𝚎𝚎: 𝙻𝚕𝚘𝚢𝚍 🐉💚

𝙻𝚎𝚛: 𝙺𝚊𝚒 🔥❤️

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝙻𝚕𝚘𝚢𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 ��𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚝— 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝙺𝚊𝚒 𝚒𝚜, 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍…𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚈 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍.

(𝙰/𝙽: 𝙳𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚞𝚢! 𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚔/𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝙳𝙽𝙸!!!)

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚃𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙸𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝙸 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚌 🫶🏾! 

𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙸𝙻𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙹𝙰𝙶𝙾 𝚂𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙾𝙽 𝟻‼️‼️‼️

𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚙𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝙽𝚒𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚐𝚘 𝚋𝚌 𝚠𝙴 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝙱𝙴𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚅𝙴𝙳, 𝙼𝙰𝙽:

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＊*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙹𝚞𝚖𝚙 𝚞𝚙, 𝚔𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔, 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏 🥸🫶🏾˚*•✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

“Has anyone seen Lloyd come out of his room yet?” Kai asked as he finished styling his hair, walking into the kitchen where his siblings were eating breakfast. 

Call him a drama queen all you want, but he literally could not do a single thing unless his hair was completely styled for the morning.  

Which really just consisted of him putting ungodly amounts of hair gel on it to make it look spiky but shh…you didn’t hear that from me. 

“Nope.” Jay replied nonchalantly as he stuffed his face with the pancakes Zane happily cooked. Cole gagged internally at his brother’s absolutely grotesque way of eating, rolling his eyes and turning his attention to the real and ideal breakfast meal…

…Chocolate cake.

The Earth ninja snarfed down the delectable 'dessert' (you can eat cake anytime and anywhere— so is it really a dessert?) down his throat, making sure to leave no crumb left on the plate. 

Kai shivered at the two ninja’s…unique way of eating, sitting down next to Nya as he rested his cheek on his palm. “It’s…like, eight in the morning. Lloyd would usually be up by now...”

“It is currently nine in the morning.” Zane calmly corrected.

“My point still stands nonetheless!” The hothead shouted. 

“Maybe he just wants to sleep in.” The Lightning ninja suggested with a full mouth, “Remember how late we used to sleep in when we just started training to become ninja(s)?”

Nya huffed out a laugh, sipping her tea quietly, “Me and Master Wu would have to pour water on all of you guys just to wake you up…”

“Good times...” The freckled face teen remarked as he chugged his orange juice. The fire ninja cringed at the action, looking at his slightly older brother in complete disgust, “You are going to actually chokeif you keep eating and drinking like that...” The red cladded ninja commented. 

Jay rolled his eyes at the other’s remark, “Oh pleeease. The universe loves me way too much for that.”

“What universe are you referring to? Because it definitely isn’t this one.” The Water ninja giggled.

“Yeah…that sounded waaaaaay better in my head...” The Lightning ninja giggled back.

Cole and Kai shared an amused knowing glance at each other as they saw the two blue cladded ninja’s laughing with each other. The Ice ninja finished making the remainder of the pancakes, putting them onto a plate and putting said plate in the middle of the table.

“If you’re concerned about Lloyd’s irregular time in bed, perhaps you should maybe check up on him?” Zane suggested as he sat down at the table, giving the red themed ninja a soft smile. 

“Yeah…you’re right, man. I’ll be right back.” The spiky brown haired teen said as he got up from the table, shaking his head fondly as he heard a random fight between Cole and Jay start to break out. 

Now…you’re probably wondering why Kai is so worried in the first place since he isn’t known to be a huge worrywart. If he was being completely honest, that was usually Zane and Cole’s job. But you did not hear that from him. 

If there was anything Kai was best known for, it was probably being awesome, hot, brave…aaaand we’re getting off track here. But you see his point. 

It’s been a couple months since the whole…possession thing. And let’s just say the awesome, hot, and brave Kai everyone once knew and loved was on edge. 

If he could bring Morro back to life, kill him, bring him back to life and kill him again about a million times…he would definitely do so in a heartbeat. 

And in all honesty? During the months of recovery…it was honestly heartbreaking to let what happened settle in fully. Some parts of Kai still didn’t want to believe the events that had happened within the past few months had…well, happened. 

His little brother was possessed, forced to fight his family and friends, forced to fight the fucking fucker that possessed him and many more things Kai doesn’t even want to think about right now.

So…yeah. The red themed ninja was rightfully worried for his little brother. 

The amber eyed teen ran an anxious hand through his hair, exhaling loudly as he knocked on the closed door belonging to bedroom him and his sibling’s shared. 

No answer.

The red cladded teen knocked a tad bit louder the second time around but there was still no answer heard from the other side. The brown haired ninja opened the door slightly, peeking and looking around to find his little brother…fast asleep on his bed.

Kai snorted at the sight, his worry washing away as he sat on the edge of the youngest ninja’s bed, ruffling his hair ever so slightly, “Lloyd~! Wakey wakey, little bro!”

The blonde slowly turned his head to his big brother, his face morphing to any icy glare as the brunette tried to stifle a giggle at the sight. “Why do I have to see your face this��early in the morning…?” Lloyd grumbled.

“Hey!” The amber eyed ninja squawked, “I’ll have you know seeing this bag of handsomeness any day is a blessing. You should feel lucky you get to see this beauty constantly.” 

“Ughhhh…why couldn’t you have come with Nya or something? That would’ve at least evened out the ugliness.” The youngest said, his small tired smile widening as he saw his brother’s clearly offended expression.  

“Okay…wow. My bad for coming in to check up on you.” The brunette exclaimed as he rested the back of his head on the Green ninja’s back. The hazel eyed teen groaned at the action, sinking deeper into his pillow.

“Dude, come onnnnn. Get out of bed, it’s time to start the day.“ The eldest said. 

“But it’s so earlyyyyyy…” The younger whined, sinking deeper into the blankets and stuffed animals he had on his bed. 

Kai raised a brow, “It’s nine in the morning.”

“Yeah! That’s early. Now let me get my oh-so precious beauty sleep. I need to recover from seeing your hideousness.” The blonde said sassily as he started to drift back to sleep.

Kai quickly shook his brother awake, not letting the kid in green pajamas visit the land of dreams quite yet. “Lloydie…I have no problem with you sleeping in, but at least get some breakfast in your system first.”

“Fuck breakfast.” The Green ninja murmured. 

The Fire ninja audibly gasped at the curse, trying his absolute best to not cry from proudness. 

That little green ball of snot was starting to act like him more and more everyday! 

…And Kai doesn’t know whether he should be happy about that or concerned for the near future.

“Wha— young man! We do not use such vulgar language in this household!” The hothead scolded, (even though he was very much proud).

“Who taught you to speak like that anyway?!” The elder huffed.

“Uh…you?” The youngest said blatantly.

“…I did?”

“Uh…yeah?”

The brunette rolled his eyes, crossing his arms, “Oh, whatever. Just don’t repeat those kinds of words in front of your Uncle, got it?”

“Mhm.” The younger said uninterested.

“But anyways…I want you to get up and eat. Come on. Up and at 'em.” The spiky haired teen said as he tried to lift the other up from the bed, but the younger stayed exactly where he was.

Kai groaned, getting up from the bed as he glared at his brother, “You can be really fucking stubborn when you want to be, y'know that?” 

“I get it from you.” Lloyd deadpanned as he closed his eyes to go back to sleep.

“That’s why it’s so annoying.” The spiky haired teen huffed, his eyes slightly widening as an idea popped into his head.

A very mean idea but an idea nonetheless. 

“Lloydie-loo~!!” The elder sang in a sweet-song voice…a voice the youngest knew far too well. The Green ninja opened his eyes once more, looking at the other skeptically. “What is it now?” The blondie asked. 

“If you don’t get up…I think a certain someone is gonna come and get you~!” The brunette grinned, “Do you know who that special certain someone is~?” 

The hazel eyed teen sighed at the question, personally not in the mood for guessing games but doing it for the sake of entertaining his older brother, “Uh…pfft— I dunno…? Zane maybe?”

“As much as I’d love to see Zane ramble about how having breakfast is a very vital start to your day…that’s not who I’m talking about.” The amber eyed teen snickered. 

“Master Wu?” Lloyd tried again.

“Nope!” The spiky haired ninja grinned, adding extra flair to the simple word by adding a pop sound to the 'p' at the end. 

“Alright…I’m at a loss. Who is coming to quote on quote 'get me?'” The blonde teenager asked, doing quotation marks with his fingers. The red themed ninja grinned evilly at the oh-so innocent question his brother asked, sitting on the edge of the bed again. “I’ll give you a hint. He’s a monster and his first name rhymes with pickle.”

The Green ninja’s eyes widened, “…you wouldn’t dare.”

“Wanna bet~?” Kai chuckled as he inched closer to the smaller teenager, wiggling his fingers teasingly. 

“Ihi’m gohonna kick yohou if you gehet ahany closer! I-Ihi’m seheherious!!!” The blondie giggly threatened which Kai couldn’t help but coo to. The fire ninja knew damn well his baby brother was a literal god and could beat him and the rest of their siblings up any day. But if you removed that true fact from the equation, the Green ninja was just a little kid at heart.

A very ticklish little kid at heart. 

The smaller teen internally screamed as his brother was inching closer and closer towards him. Without thinking, the blonde kicked his foot towards the other’s face, expecting a screech of pain from his big brother but was only met with a low and deeply terrifying chuckle.

The elder had effortlessly grabbed the kid’s ankle, smugly looking at his little brother, “Awe…is this for me~?” 

“N-Noho! Noho ihit’s not! Gihive meehee my foot b-bahack!” Lloyd giggled, trying to pull his ankle out of the other’s grip.

“But you literally just handed it to me!” The hothead snorted, trying his absolute best not to gush about his baby brother’s complete and utter adorableness. 

The older made dramatic groaning noises, holding the top of his head with his free hand, “Oh no! L-Lloyd! I think…I think I’m transforming…!” 

“N-Noho you’re not, yohohou bihig dork!”

“Yuh huh. Same thing happened last week.” Kai stated, doing weird and unusual cult-like movements with his head before landing his eyes on his brother; soft (yet petrified) hazel eyes meeting a determined amber. 

The younger broke eye contact, lying back on his bed as he covered his face with a pillow, giggling in anticipation. 

The figure in front of him that he just made eye contact with was not the big brother he knew and loved…

That was The Tickle Monster. And that fiend would not stop until he got what he wanted.

“Awe~! Are you hiding your face from me~?” The brunette grinned, using one finger to glide against Lloyd’s foot. The blonde squeaked at the mean yet soft sensation, his grip on the pillow tighteneing as he refused to laugh. 

He was not going to give The Tick— I mean…Kai that satisfaction. 

No way, José.

The fire ninja sat on the bed, pretending to hum in thought before he scratched his fingers alongside the other’s med arch. The youngest ninja let out a squawk, his plan about not laughing literally flyingout the window as loud squeals and giggles poured out of his mouth. 

“Oho~! That’s a good spot, huh~?” The spiky haired teen teased, clearly amused that his brother was able to cave in so soon. 

“N-NohOHO! N-NAHAT aha goohOOD spahat!” The hazel eyed ninja denied, shaking his head as he desperately tried to retreive his foot. “Ohhhh no you don’t, mister. You gave this to me, remember? No take-backsies.” 

“IHI DIHID nahAT gihive myhy foHOOT toohoo YOHOU!” Lloyd squealed, trying to kick his big brother with his free leg. Kai tutted in disaproval, releasing the green pajama wearing kid’s foot before sitting on his ankles, scribbling all over both of his feet. “Fine. Is this better?” The elder asked inocently.

The younger teen squealed, “Nahat beHEHETTER AHAT AHAHAHALL!!” 

“Not better~? Not even a liiiiittle bit~?” The other asked as he tickled underneath the blondie’s toes. “EEEHEE— squeak! NAHAHA! NAHAT BETTER!!”

The taller teenager chuckled, getting up from the kid’s ankles before sitting in his waist, digging his hands into Lloyd’s underarms. The hazel eyed ninja immediately shot his arms down at the action, hugging his middles and shaking his head back and forth whilst cackling like a mad man. 

In a result to all the movement, the pillow the blonde was once holding fell down to the floor, revealing the face of a very giggly Green ninja. 

“Awe~! There you are~! Hi, baby bro~!” The Fire ninja cooed, his smug smirk widening because he knew the smaller ninja well enough to know that he wanted to make a smart remark to Kai’s comment sooooo bad. 

But due to the current circumstances, the blonde knew it was in his best interest not to.

“K-KAHAHAI!” Lloyd whined through his laughs.

“Kai? Who’s Kai?” The spiky haired teen asked, turning his head to look around the room in search for this…'Kai' indivual. “IHIHAT’S— squeak! GEHET— squeak— oHO myhy gahASH! KAHAI!!!” Lloyd howled, laughing harder as the tickles in his underarms switched from scribbles to kneading in a matter of seconds. 

“I don’t know who this awesome, hot and brave Kai person is…but The Tickle Monster will make sure to tell you if he sees him.” The red cladded ninja mused. 

The green cladded teen squealed loudly, squirming as best he could in the position he was in as Kai just chuckled fondly at the action displaying below him, “Awe…is someone a squirmy wormy~? Does it tickle, Lloydie~?” 

“S-STAHAP!” 

“Stop~? Why should I stop, hm? Is it because you’re flustered~? Or is it because it tickles so much~? Or is it a combination of the two?” The brunette smugly teased, laughing softly as he saw a small blush appear on the other’s face. “JUhust geHET squeak YOHOUR hahands AHA— squeal OHOUT!” 

“But I caaaan’t!” Kai dramatically whined, “Your keeping them trapped with your big, stroooong muscles. Looks like those work-outs with Cole really came to use, huh?” Lloyd turned to his side, curling in on himself and letting out a soft snort as he continued to laugh to his hearts content. 

Kai cooed at him for probably the millionth time in an hour, trying not to tear up at the sight.

Why did his brother have to be so damn cute?!

“Why are you turning away from The Tickle Monster, Lloydie~?”

“STAHAP CAHAHALLING YOURSELF TH-THAHAT!”

“Stop calling myself what, Greenie? I’m just stating a fact.” Kai mused, poking his younger brother’s sides repetitively, “I like stating facts. For example…here’s a fact! You’re veryyyyy tickle tickle ticklish.” The brunette smiled as he gave the blonde a small kiss on the forehead (A platonic kiss. A PLATONIC KISS), ceasing his tickle attack for just a moment or two. 

The hazel eyed teen let out a small squeal at the kiss, crossing his arms as he looked to the side, “Cahan squeak yohou gehehet squeak ohoff squeal meehee now?”

The red themed ninja only shook his head, crossing his arms disapprovingly, “But Lloydie-loo! I’m not done quite yet! The Tickle Monster is hungry…!” He whined. 

The younger raised a brow in confusion, “Dihidn’t you juhust cohome frohom breakfast?”  

“But I’m not hungry for breakfast…I’m hungry for dessert~!” The taller teen grinned, gently grabbing the youngest ninja’s wrists and pinning them on top of his head. The blondie’s eyed widened as big as saucers, twisting and turning like a Fun-sized Twizzler. 

“Kahai— KaHAHAI!! NONONOHO— squeak DON’T YOU DAHARE IHI WIHILL EHEND YOHOU!!!” Lloyd screamed, immediatley trying to get off of the bed. 

As the younger kicked, protested and yelled, he soon came to realize he was trying to bargain with Kai. 

Once the Fire ninja had his mind set on something…it would literally take God himself to make him change his mind.

The amber eyed teen blew the most freaking ticklish raspberry Lloyd had ever felt right on his stomach, making the youngest scream in laughter, happy tears blurring his vision as he weakly squirmed in the hold.

“Ommmm nom nom nom~!” Kai teased as he switched from raspberries to nibbles.

“STAHAP! STAHAP squeak STAHAP STAHAP!!! YOHOU FREHEAKING— hic NAHAH!! NOHO hic NOHOISES!!” The Green ninja cackled loudly, his legs practically bouncing on the mattress due to how much he was squirming. The younger teen was absolutely losing his mind, just being able to lay on his bed and laugh his little heart out.

“But The Tickle Monster is hungry, little bro! And your tummy seems like an excellent feast, don’t you think?”

“NOHO— hic NAHAHA!! I CAHAN’T! I CAHAN’T squeal KAHAI squeal STAHAP IHIT!!” The blondie cried.

“You can’t what~?” The elder snorted in amusement. 

“I-IHIT squeal TIHIHICKLES!!!”

“If you can’t handle being tickled, you shouldn’t be so damn ticklish then.” The spiky haired ninja said simply, blowing another raspberry where Lloyd’s side met his lowest rib.

The smallest ninja threw his head back, his squeals, squeaks and laughs being so loud and high-pitched it could shatter actual glass. “AAAHAHA— squeak O-OKAHAHAY! OKAHAHAHAY! AHALRIGHT! IHI’M squeal UHUP! IHI’M hic UHUP!!!”

“So…does that mean you’re gonna come eat breakfast with me and the rest of our siblings~?” Kai giggled.

“Y-YAHA— snrk YEHES YEHEHES hic JUHUST squeal PLEHEASE!!!” The hazel eyed ninja squawked. The red cladded ninja stopped his tickling onslaught targeted towards his brother, lying down next to him as the blonde caught his breath.

The Green ninja wiped happy tears from his eyes due to being in complete hysterics not even a couple seconds ago. The smaller teen attempted glaring at his older brother, but found it so fucking hard to do due (haha do due…) to the fact Kai was smiling at him so…fondly.  

“Yohou’re ohohofficially thehe wohorst bihig brohother ever…” Lloyd grumbled as be crossed his arms playfully over his chest. 

“Psh— you know you love me, bud.” The brunette smiled, getting off of the bed as the blonde followed. “Alright. Come on, you little shit...let’s get some breakfast down your throat before the others make a search party for us.” Kai chuckled, ruffling Lloyd’s hair as the younger giggled, both of them walking out of the shared bedroom and into the hallway, towards the kitchen. 

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙵𝙸𝙽˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙ 

(𝙿.𝚂.: 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐!!!)

[mystwrites]

A Simple Question

Summary: Gojo asks Yuta a question that’s been on his mind. Yuta should’ve known better than to lie to his mentor

CW: Tickling (don’t like, don’t read)

A/N: Welcome to my fandom list JJK!😁in case y’all don’t know, Yuta is my favorite lil bean🩷

Yuta was curled up under his blankets trying to keep warm while watching the raindrops drip down his window. It was a rather cold, rainy day and he loved watching how each bead dripped down the glass. To him, it was calming. Nothing felt more relaxing than the rain softly tapping at his window in the late afternoon after a long day.

A knock from his door pulled him from his thoughts. As he wondered who it could be, the thought of Panda, Inumaki and Maki asking him to join them for a group training session or going for a sushi run sounded the most likely. Yuta threw his blanket off and scrambled over to the door, getting his feet tangled amidst the struggle to reach the door as another set of knocking began.

“I’m coming! I’m coming!” Yuta called out, wiggling his legs free and stumbling to the door.

As the third set of knocking happened, Yuta finally opened the door. However, his friends weren’t at the door like he had assumed. Satoru Gojo stood in front of him, smiling and giving the teen a wave.

“Hey Yuta kun!” Gojo greeted.

“Ooh! G-Gojo sensei!! Come in! Ooohhhh no!! Is it cleaning day already?!? I’m so sorry I didn’t clean my room yet!” Yuta panicked, throwing all his dirty clothes into a nearby laundry basket and trying to make his bed as neat as possible.

“Oh don’t worry. Cleaning day isn’t until Friday. You still have a lot of time.” Gojo reassured, waving a hand. “I only came by to check on my favorite distant relative!”

This made Yuta frown. “Y-you told me I was your only relative that you genuinely liked…”

“Well, yes. You’re also my only known relative as of right now so it makes you my favorite by default!”

“R-right…so, what do you need, sensei?”

A smile. There was a smile on Gojo’s face and Yuta grew suspicious. Sure, it wasn’t odd to see Gojo swing by, he did for whatever reason love checking up on Yuta every afternoon but this smile felt different. It felt mischievous. Yuta was always told to fear Gojo’s mischievous smile because it meant shenanigans would ensue.

“G-Gojo sensei…” Yuta stammered, backing up towards his bed. “I don’t like the look you have on your face…”

“I just have a simple question for you.” Gojo replied, chuckling as Yuta sat on his bed and looked at him nervously. “Are you ticklish?”

“Oh no…” Yuta thought, now extremely on edge. “Calm down Yuta! Don’t let Gojo sensei know that you’re deathly ticklish and already got tickled to death by Panda and Inumaki! Keep it together!”

Gojo didn’t fail to see the sudden panic on the teen’s face nor did he mistake the sudden squeak. It was always fun to see how a student would react to his shenanigans and so far, every student lied to him about being ticklish. Those who were said no and the ones who weren’t did one of two things. They either said no and disappointed Gojo by not laughing or decided to be little turds and say yes only to laugh in Gojo’s face when he realized they weren’t ticklish. Gojo was interested to see what Yuta would say. All he knew at that moment was that Yuta’s mind was absolutely racing.

“N-no…I-I’m not ticklish!” Yuta whispered, squeaking as Gojo lifted his blindfold and showed him his eyebrows raising. “R-really! I’m serious! I’m not ticklish!”

Gojo nodded, looking at Yuta and pulling his blindfold back down. The classic “no, I’m not ticklish” was the way he chose to go about answering this question. It was expected and Gojo let out a laugh.

“Oh? Then why are you so jittery?” Gojo asked, watching Yuta look everywhere but at him. “Are you lying to me?”

“N-no! I-I-I’d never lie to you! I-I’m always like this!” Yuta sputtered, deciding it was time to make a break for it. “Y-you know that…OOOH LOOK! A BIRD!!”

“What? There’s no…hey! Don’t run from me!” Gojo gasped, realizing Yuta had created a diversion. “Yuta kun!~”

Darting around Gojo after giving him a distraction, Yuta ran as fast as he could to grab the handle of his door. He shrieked loudly as Gojo playfully grabbed his hips and lifted him up, flipping him so he’s hanging upside down.

“I gotcha!” Gojo growled, laughing as Yuta shrieked once more.

The giggles were immediate much to Gojo’s delight and he playfully spun around, making sure Yuta was laughing himself silly before launching the tickle attack. Gojo spun clockwise and then counter clockwise before spinning clockwise again, enjoying the laughter it caused.

“Wheeeee!!!” Gojo shouted, laughing along with Yuta as he spun around and around. “Wheeeeee!! You having fun yet, Yuta kun? Wheeeeee!!!”

“Aaaahhhh!! Gojo senseeeeiii!!” Yuta cried, laughing as Gojo stopped spinning him. “Ihihi’m…aaahhhhhh put me down!! Ihihi’m gonna fall!! I’m slipping!! I-I’m dihizzy!! AAAAAIIIYYYEEEEEHEEE!!”

Gojo hoisted Yuta back up, holding his thighs tightly so he doesn’t fall to the floor. “I gotcha! You’re not falling on my watch. Now I’ll ask you again, are you ticklish?~”

Yuta shook his head, smiling up at Gojo. That nervous smile was all Gojo needed to know he was lying. “I-I’m not ticklish!” he said, shrieking as Gojo’s hand suddenly clawed at his belly. “Aaahahahahaa!! Noooohohoho!! Aahhahaha!!”

“Ohhh…what do we have here?” Gojo asked, clawing at Yuta’s tummy once more. “I think you lied to me, Yuta kun! You are ticklish! I knew it! You little liar!”

Maki did say Yuta was “painfully” ticklish when Gojo had asked if she’d learned anything interesting about him. Gojo didn’t think it would be to that extent but boy was he wrong! Yuta was definitely ticklish and a screamer who could possibly make Gojo go deaf if the scream was aimed towards his ears. He screamed with each tickle and it gave Gojo so much joy. Much to his happiness, it seemed like Yuta was also having fun.

None of his students were ever this responsive to tickling and none of them tolerated it like Yuta was. Anyone else would’ve kicked, bit, punched and scratched at this point but not Yuta. All Yuta did was take whatever was given. The variety of touches to his sensitive tummy left the kid in stitches, his cheeks pink and his eyes squeezed shut.

“Ihihi’m fahahalling!” Yuta laughed, squealing as Gojo tossed him onto the bed and suddenly held his thighs down with one arm. “Oh no…”

Gojo suddenly shifted his position and started squeezing Yuta’s thighs, nearly deafened by the screaming that resulted. Laughing, Yuta weakly kicked his feet out and pushed at Gojo’s hands, attempting to roll over to no avail. Trapped, all he could do is laugh and laugh until Gojo decides to have mercy on him.

“My goodness! You’re the most ticklish person I know!~” Gojo teased, leaning on Yuta’s legs and tickling up and down his ribs. “Are your ribs ticklish?”

“Nooohoho!! Thehey’re nohohot!!” Yuta argued, squealing and laughing while pushing at Gojo’s hands. “Ihihi’m nohohot tihihicklish!”

“Yes you are!~”

“Nooohohoho Ihihi’m not!!”

“Alright, if you’re not ticklish then, raise your arms up.” Gojo urged, amazed when Yuta raised his arms up. Right as Yuta’s arms straightened, Gojo’s fingers made contact, tickling Yuta until his arms came crashing down and trapped his hands there. “Aaah tktktktktktk!!~”

“G-gehehet outtahahaha my ahaharmpits!!” Yuta shrieked, weakly shoving at Gojo’s wrists.

The laughter that now escaped Yuta was nothing compared to before. Gojo assumed that Yuta’s thighs were his most ticklish spot but his mind was dissuaded now that he has tickled the boy’s armpits. Yuta’s armpits seemed to be worse than his thighs, causing the boy to scream more often. After a few seconds of gentle scribbling and drilling his thumbs into the spot, Gojo stopped, not wanting to kill Yuta.

“You gotta raise them up again.” Gojo said, pulling at his trapped hands. “You’re clamped down on me so tightly I can’t pull back! Raise em up and I won’t tickle your armpits.”

Yuta’s arms rose slightly. Just enough for Gojo to pull his hands free. Once he wiggled his hands out from underneath Yuta’s arms, Gojo gave Yuta a much needed break, allowing the young sorcerer a moment to breathe and regain the much needed oxygen his lungs desired.

“Ahahahaaa!! Ahahaha!!” Yuta gasped, covering his face as Gojo wiggled his fingers in the air. “Oh my god! Wahahait!!”

“Why? Are you ticklish?” Gojo teased, trying to jab Yuta in the ribs.

“Nooohohoho!! Ihihi’m not!!” Yuta squeaked, shoving Gojo’s hands away.

Much to Gojo’s shock, Yuta growled and stuck his tongue out, giggling as he tried to lick Gojo’s hand.

“Are you trying to lick my hands??” Gojo asked, gaining another growl from Yuta. “And now you’re growling at me?!? Ohhh…you’re in for it now!”

Shrieking, Yuta kicked his feet out and shrugged his shoulders up as Gojo started tickling his neck. Much to Gojo’s delight, Yuta’s neck was another sweet spot that elicited all of the sweetest giggles.

“You really are the most ticklish kid I know! You’re more ticklish than Megumi and he’s really ticklish!~” Gojo cooed, raising Yuta’s arms up over his head and pinning them down. “Ready?~”

“Nononono!! Gojo sensei!! NOOOHOHO AHAHAHAHAA!! *snort* OOOHH!!” Yuta gasped, staring at Gojo for a moment before blushing.

Gojo burst into laughter as he let Yuta go momentarily. With his hands free, Yuta covered his bright red face with his hands, whining as Gojo continued to laugh at the unexpected noise that escaped.

“Aww! What a silly snort!~” he exclaimed, tickling Yuta’s armpits and ribs once more. “Wanna snort for me again?~”

“N-no! Nono Ihihi dohohon’t!!” Yuta protested, screaming as Gojo pinched at the soft spot above his hips. “WAHAAHAHAHAA NOOOHOHOHO!!”

The sensations of hands squeezing his sides and spidering up and down his ribs caused three more snorts to escape from Yuta. As a fourth snort escaped upon Gojo raising Yuta’s arms up, the two laughed as Yuta choked out a laugh that got mixed in with a snort.

“SEHEHENSEI!! AHAHAHAA!!! *hiccup* PLEHEHEASE!!” Yuta begged, hiccuping loudly. “IHIHI CAHAHAN’T *snort* BREHEHEATHE!!”

“Are you gonna tell me the truth?~” Gojo questioned, smiling as Yuta nodded.

“YES! *snort* YEHEHES YES YES!! AHAHAHA!! GOJO SEHEHENSEI!!” Yuta wheezed, kicking his feet out. “OKAY!! OKAHAHAY *hiccup* YEHEHES!! YEHEHES IHIHI’M TIHIHICKLISH AHAHAHAA!!”

Gojo paused, releasing Yuta’s hands once again. Yuta covered his face to hide his bright red cheeks and let out a giggly whine. The snorting was probably one of the most embarrassing noises Yuta has ever made and he wanted to just melt into the floor. Squeaking as Gojo poked his forehead, Yuta peeked out from behind his hands.

“I knew it!~” he snickered, giving Yuta’s hair a ruffle. “You are very ticklish, Yuta kun! And you snort when you laugh hard enough!~”

Whining, Yuta used his foot to poke his toe into Gojo’s ribs, eliciting a shriek from the older man. Much to their shock, they stared at one another for a few seconds before Yuta grinned and jabbed Gojo’s ribs with his other foot, giggling like a little gremlin.

Gojo arched away only to get jabbed with Yuta’s other toe, Yuta grinning with a mischievous look of his own. Poking Gojo’s ribs with both toes, Yuta laughed as his mentor jerked back and giggled rather loudly. It was an interesting revelation to say the least and he wished to explore this further.

“Are you ticklish too, Gojo sensei?” Yuta inquired, reaching out to poke his sides again. “Let me…OHH NOHOHO AHAHAHAA!!”

Just as Yuta reached out, Gojo swiftly grabbed his ankles and trapped them between his legs. With Gojo’s thighs trapping Yuta’s feet, it left him wide open for another tickle attack. Immediately, Yuta screamed once more, squirming wildly in hopes of freeing his trapped feet as ten nimble fingers began to descend.

“It seems like you want me to tickle you some more, kiddo!” Gojo smirked, gently skittering his fingers up and down the bottoms of Yuta’s feet. “How ticklish are your feet?”

“NOHOHO!!” Yuta screamed, wheezing in between fits of laughter. “IHIHI WAHAHAHANNA KNOHOHOW IHIHIF YOU’RE TIHIHICKLISH TOOHOHO!! AAHAHAHA!! NOHOHOT MY FEHEHEHEET PLEHEHEASE!!”

Gojo gently traced the soles of Yuta’s feet, grinning as the gentlest of strokes sent Yuta into fits of laughter. Cackling loudly, Yuta rolled around from side to side before he suddenly sat upright and tried to hide his feet while pulling at Gojo’s sweatshirt. Laughing, Gojo tickled Yuta’s sides and sent him falling backwards, fingers digging into those deathly ticklish armpits once more.

As Yuta started to laugh so hard he fell silent, Gojo took a good look at Yuta’s face and still saw no signs of a forced smile or wanting Gojo to stop tickling him. Yuta genuinely was enjoying the tickles and must want them to continue.

Reaching back down, Gojo scribbled his fingers against Yuta’s feet before grabbing his thighs and squeezing. The volume of Yuta’s laughter rose again until he was screaming and hiccuping more than laughing. As Gojo skittered his fingers back up to the boy’s armpits, Yuta finally fell into a fit of silent, squeaky laughter.

Hearing Yuta fall silent for more than five seconds was telling Gojo that the kid was at his limits. Yuta’s eyes were squeezed shut but Gojo didn’t fail to notice the tears of mirth threatening to fall. After the final poke to Yuta’s sides, Gojo released him, laughing as Yuta sat up, hair a mess and his cheeks bright red.

“Are you okay?” Gojo asked, laughing as Yuta looked at him. “You look a little disheveled.

“Yehehes! Ihihi’m okahahay!” Yuta giggled, wiping his eyes before playfully launching himself towards Gojo. “Now let me tickle you!!”

“You can find out if I’m ticklish later, kiddo.” Gojo replied, laughing as he held Yuta back before suddenly standing up with him on his shoulders and playfully dropping him back onto the bed. “I’ll probably have another question ready for you next time around too.”

“Oh no…” Yuta muttered, his eyes wide. “Remind me to not lie and also to be extremely wary of you…”

Laughing, Gojo ruffled Yuta’s already messy hair and gave him a side hug. “Come on, let’s go meet up with the others. I’ll buy you all dinner.”

Not wanting to turn down the opportunity to get a delicious meal on Gojo’s budget, Yuta nodded and ran over to grab his socks and shoes. As they exited the building, Gojo smiled fondly as he watched Yuta excitedly run over to greet Inumaki, Panda and Maki. Yuta was fitting in just fine at Jujutsu High.

[sixeyescurseuser]

Teachers Satosugu

Thinking about adults Satosugu who become Jujutsu Tech teachers together. They’re married too. In their late 20s, they’ve found sweet domestic bliss in the dangerous yet meaningful life they’ve created for themselves. 

Geto still makes sure to praise Gojo for all the work he does; often surprising Gojo with his favorite sweets or a trip down to the street vendors, saying: “Thank you for your hard work, Satoru” and “Come on, let’s eat something special, you deserve it.”

Gojo still goes on his one hour rants about topics that fascinate him, and Geto listens without complaining. Even if this is the third time digimon has been brought up this week. 

Geto stays at the school to teach for the majority of the time. He only takes missions if they are emergencies and avoids interacting with the higher ups. Thankfully, Gojo is more than willing to deal with that side of work. 

While Geto is involved in both physical training and classroom lessons, he’s more hands-on with the latter. Compared to the Kyoto students, let’s just say that the Tokyo students don’t put in a ton of effort when it comes to their academic scores. 

Geto is fated to be the hardworking but disappointed teacher. 

(Geto: “Nobara, Yuji, c’mon, I am begging you two to study more.)

The thing with Yuji is that he is smart in that he can memorize things and write well, but not being exposed to the sorcerer world from a young age has put him really behind. 

(Geto: “Hasn’t Satoru told you all about Sukuna’s origins and what not? Given you books from the library?”

Yuji: “Oh the library! I forgot that existed!”

Geto: …

Yuji: “Also no, Gojo-sensei didn’t tell me anything yet.”

Geto: 💀💀)

Additionally, Gojo isn’t the best when it comes to structured lessons in the classroom. He’d much rather skip over the boring stuff and show his students the real excitement out on the field.

This is where Tokyo students surpass Kyoto students in fighting abilities. Plus, getting lots of first-hand experience of what sorcerers actually deal with helps them quickly adapt to situations and strategize how to outwit their opponent. 

But book-smart-wise? Megumi carries. 

Once, Yaga gave the first years a firm reprimanding because of the missing past three mission reports. (Excluding Megumi.) Turns out, Gojo didn’t inform the first years about filling out mission reports at all. 

That night, Geto scolds the shit out of Gojo. 

Gojo: “Hey Suguru, isn't that your job? I just help them train their fighting skills, no?”

Geto pinches Gojo’s side - who lets out an undignified yelp - even though he knows Gojo is just joking. Besides, Gojo does try to teach the rules better after Geto’s scolding. Gojo just needs reminders, that’s all.

It doesn’t help that Gojo is literally a prodigy and always does things his own way. 

(Geto, shaking his head: “Lord knows these kids need all the help they can get with you as their teacher.”

Gojo: [jaw open, betrayed]

Cue Gojo decisively turning the other away in their bed. 

Geto: “Oh, did I upset the baby?”

Gojo: “Worse. You upset your husband.”

Geto guffaws.

“My husband can take it.” Geto moves so he’s spooning Gojo.  “Isn’t that right?”

Geto’s breath tickles Gojo’s ear, making Gojo shiver.

What were they talking about again?)

***

Gojo might be busy as hell but Geto will be there to protect their students from the higher ups. 

That mission where Yuji died for a short while after switching with Sukuna to face that special grade? It would never have gotten that bad. Geto would’ve been with his students and protected them.

Geto is anxious to the point where he designates certain curses for specific people, mostly to look after his students. This way, he can be there if his students are in serious danger, preventing more young sorcerers from dying due to the higher ups' negligence.

Of course, Geto’s rainbow dragon has always been assigned to Gojo. 

Gojo will often take Yuji on rides on the rainbow dragon, either for missions or just to be up in the air. When this happens, Geto’s orders for the rainbow dragon consist of: “Only listen to Satoru’s reasonable orders” and “Protect Yuji from Satoru’s recklessness.” 

On another note, Geto’s curses would have intercepted before Todo and Mai could beat the shit out of Nobara and Megumi. Geto himself would show up quickly after, furious when he sees the Kyoto students trying to take out his students. 

(Geto with his murderous glare: “As far as I know, the competition hasn’t started yet. No one should be picking fights with each other, hmm?”

Mai and Todo, quietly: “Of course, Geto-san. We’ll be taking our leave.”

Geto stays standing in front of Nobara and Megumi until the Kyoto students leave.)

Even as teachers, Geto and Gojo are incredibly competitive with Kyoto. Of course they’re going to talk shit during the goodwill exchange event. They’ll watch the broadcast of the competition and loudly cheer their students on. They’ll also whisper to each other in the most obnoxious way. 

Utahime is about to bust her blood vessels. She still throws her tea at Gojo when he makes a snarky comment that pisses her off; the tea bounces off of Gojo’s infinity and splashes all over Geto, who groans. 

Well, that shut the pair up for now. 

***

When Nobara spilled coffee on Gojo’s shirt, Geto had been the one to catch them first. 

(Shaking his head, Geto says: “You guys really did it this time…”

Nobara: “We could just replace it??”

Megumi: “It is 250,000 yen.”

Geto: “It's also Satoru’s favorite white shirt.” He pats Nobara’s shoulder comfortingly.

Yuji: “Geto-sensei, please help us!”

Geto: “And spend the precious money I earned with my own hard work? I don't know, Yuji-kun, I gain nothing from helping you.”

Nobara: “He’s your husband”

Geto: “And he’s your sensei.” He turns to Megumi. “Slash father”

Megumi: 😩😩

Moments later, Gojo enters the room: “Iijichi-kun said you guys have my newly laundered shirt-“

He sees Megumi with two breast bumps.

Gojo: ??

The others laugh as Nobara pulls out the stained shirt, causing Gojo to let out the most horrified, dramatic gasp. 

All the students find it hilarious, but Geto laughs the hardest. He's bent over, hands on his knees, straight up cackling. When Geto somewhat catches his breath, one look at Gojo’s stricken face sends him into another fit of laughter. 

(They are so married.)

Geto walks over and slings himself over Gojo. 

Geto: “It’s okay, Satoru, you can just get another one.”

Gojo: “That was my favorite one, you know this, Suguru~~”

Geto: “Satoru...you’re rich-“

Gojo: “My clothes are important, they aren’t so easily replaceable. Imagine if I had tried to replace you-“

Geto: “Did you just compare me to your inanimate white shirt?”

Geto begins to pull back, but Gojo immediately latches on to him.

Gojo: “Noooo, I didn’t mean it. I love you~~”

They proceed to act out a mini-drama, which ends in Geto leaving with faux-disappointment and Gojo chasing after him.

Consequently, Gojo forgets about his stained-beyond-repair 250,000 yen shirt.

***

When formation B occurs in response to Megumi being “hit on,” Geto watches from afar, disappointment deep in his veins. 

We’re too old for this, he thinks when Gojo reveals Megumi has to master twinkle twinkle little star. 

Having had enough, Geto steps in and tugs Gojo away. 

“Baby, come here, you forgot to take your pills this morning,” Geto says. Gojo gasps in offense. 

“SUGURU, SHUT UP! I'M NOT MENTALLY ILL!“ Gojo cries, but now there’s no way he doesn't look crazy.

Geto has his arms wrapped around Gojo’s waist while Gojo flails to escape. 

“Satoru, stay STILL- NO you are not going back!”

They end up making a bigger scene. Megumi wants to d-word. 

(“With this treasure i summon-“)

Gojo doesn’t care who hears or sees, and is now screeching for Geto to let him go. Left with no other choice, Geto bites Gojo’s shoulder. He also tries to shove his fist in Gojo’s mouth - anything to shut him up.

Geto is going all out like they’re teenagers again. 

(Nobara at Geto: “YEAH GET HIS ASS!”)

Geto eventually becomes aware of the small crowd that has gathered and rethinks his actions. He ends up dragging Gojo by his collar. 

“Ok, we’re leaving,” Geto calls to their students, leaving no room for argument. Megumi immediately follows, dragging Yuji and Nobara in tow.

***

w/ @no-one-says-hi

[xkaidaxxxx]

Hidden love?

Mentions: lies, NSFW, Fluff,etc.

enjoy the story. I apologize for any errors.

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“If you don’t tell us the last time you met with him we’re going to have to arrest you y/n.” Kakashi said. 

You were about to go on stage to start your  tour. You were skilled as a shinobi. You could be Hokage if you wanted to. “I don’t know what you’re talking about Kakashi sensei.” you responded. You never thought you’d have to lie to someone who means a lot to you. “ I didn’t just come here to support you on your first  tour. I need answers. I need you to cooperate.” he pleaded. “ Y/n in 10.” your stage director said. Kakashi looked at you with a disappointed look. How can you lie to your friends? How can you deny them help?

You went out on stage with a smile on your face. “ Hello Konoha!!” you said into the mic. The crowd went wild. “I’m very happy to start my tour at my home! Get ready !” you said excitedly and with that you started your first song, Bad Blood. Midway into the song you saw your friends finally sitting in the VIP section. They danced and sang along despite the fact you didn’t want to release any information on Sasuke and his whereabouts. That night was amazing. A great kick start! After that 3 hour concert you were drained out. As you entered your dressing room everyone else was already there. “You did amazing y/n, ya know!” Naruto complimented you. “Yeah the dances and quick outfit changes. Everything was literally perfect.” Sakura basically forces herself to be nice. You tried not taking it to heart. Naruto gave her a bitch face then looked back at you. “Everything was perfect,” he said. “ Look I’m done being fake and acting as if I’m here to support you. Let's get straight to the point alright. Where the hell is Sasuke and what is he doing?” she asked, making a fist threatening to cause a fight. You weren’t afraid of her. “I have information on him! God dammit! I haven’t seen him since Orochimaru tried killing me 2 years ago while heading to be a judge looking for the guy who featured in my song. Sasuke only saved me and told Orochimaru to not mess with me.” you respond. Jealousy coursed through her veins. She knew that you love Sasuke and held a part of you in his heart. You grew up with him. He lost all his family as you. Since then you lived and grew up together. “Do you remember which way he went?” Kakashi asked. You weren’t about to reveal where your only love went once again you lied. “He had gone south.” Everyone nodded and left. 

When you got back to your place ready to rest. You saw him on the couch. “Hello Y/n.” he greeted. “They’re looking for you. You need to get out of here. They’ll take you under custody.” he clearly knew about that but didn’t care. He needed to see you. As he stood up he walked over to you placing a hand on your waist. “ I wanted to see you. I’ve been missing you like crazy.” “It’s been 2 years, Sasuke.” you responded. “I also wanted to see my son.” he placed a peck on your forehead. “I had to basically disappear during my pregnancy and up until he turned 5 months.” Sasuke held you feeling bad he wasn’t there. You heard baby Satoshi cry. Your best friend B/f/n took care of him when you were busy and needed rest. She kept your secret and you kept hers. You and sasuke walked into your room. “Looks just like his dada.” you commented carrying him. He immediately stopped crying. Sasuke tickled him. He giggled and had a bright smile on his face. He knew that the man he was looking at was his dad even though he wasn’t around. About an hour Satoshi went back to sleep. “He’s wonderful like you” sasuke said walking downstairs into the living room with you. He kissed you before sitting down on the couch. A simple kiss turned into a heated make out. 

His hand placement was driving you insane. His hands on your waist which traveled to your ass. He squeezed it. You moaned out. “ I love you y/n. I’m sorry I haven’t been here.” he apologized. You nodded. His lips and kisses made you aroused. His “I love you and I’m sorry” made you hazy. You can feel how wet you are. “I love you too Sasuke.” he smiled and spanked your ass. He sat down and looked at your shorts. The way he looked at you signaled for you to remove them and you gladly obeyed like a good girl you are. He then patted his lap. You sat down. “A little gift for being nice.” he said, holding your hips, making your grind on it. Your body shivered in pleasure. You took his little gift and grinded on his thigh. Your body got hot and you started panting. He loved the expression on your face. You sped up acting like a freaking virgin experiencing intimacy for the first time. You whined and moaned cumming on his thigh. He smirked. You both undressed, ready to have a long night. 

You were against the couch in doggystyle spreading your legs for him. Your pussy was dripping wet. He spread your lips, kitten licking you. “S-Sasuke” you said, gripping the couch. “ you taste so fucking good baby. Fuck baby.” he praised you. “ n-need you in me daddy.” you revealed honestly. He rubbed your cunt making sure he rubbed your clit and put pressure on it. The faster he went the more pleasure you got and moaned into your hand muffling your moans. Your son was upstairs and you had neighbors. “Yeah? You like that naughty girl?” you nodded cumming. He wants to push you over the edge. Seconds later you squirted. He got on his knees drinking the fluid that he got into his mouth. The thing about Sasuke was he’s a freak in the sheets. He loves drinking your squirting and making sure he got every drip of your cum. When he creampies you he makes sure the cum that came out goes back in. He makes sure it stays inside by using his thumb as a plug. “Daddy please. I-Need you in me.” he shook his head no. “ need to make sure you’re ready.” with that he carefully pressed 2 of his fingers into your whole. You forgot the feeling of his fingers inside you. The girth of his fingers inside you was nothing compared to his cock. “S-shit.”  he smirked at your reaction. You shut your eyes tight. He slowly fingered you. You loved how deep his fingers reacted inside you. When he fingers you, he knows you like it nice and slow. You were trembling and moaning at the extra sudden pleasure. You felt him move his long fingers against your gummy walls. He then hooked them and pressed against your soft sweet spot that made you cum. You clenched around his fingers cumming around them. He then pulled them out. You looked behind you. You blushed as you witnessed him sucking and licking them clean. “Sweet and sour. I love it.” he commented. He then swiped a bit of your wetness and used it as lube to stroke his cock. Moments later he slammed into you. No warning. You let out a loud moan. A moan that sounded like it came out of a porn scene. He thrusted holding your waist keeping you in place. He grunted and fucked you nice and rough just how you both like it. The sound of skin slapping was bouncing off the walls along with the moans. “ d~daddy yes! Just like tha~ah!” you said aloud. Your breast were bouncing as he fucked you. He spanked you then yanked your hair back. “ feel so f~fucking good.” he said. Your eyes rolled back as he hit your cervix again and again and again. Non-stop. You groaned and your body shook lightly. You felt like your body was about to give up on you however he held you up. With one last thrust you both came together moaning out. He painted your walls white with his thick and hot cum. It took a bit to calm down. Once you both hit that state you knew he wasn't going to pull out just yet. “Give me a minute. I want to make sure you stay nice and full.” you loved how Sasuke is in bed. After about 10 minutes he pulled out and ate the cum that spilled out. He licked you clean carefully knowing how sensitive you were. You were done until the morning. That night included food play, Ice play, bondage,etc. His aftercare was perfect. Soft, affectionate and loving. Once he was done washing you clean with your favorite shampoo,conditioner and body wash he made sure to dry you ,change you, blow dry and put your hair in a braid he then took care of himself. As soon as you knocked out the baby, Satoshi decided to wake up with a cry. Sasuke carried him, grabbed his things and headed into the bathroom checking his diaper. He changed him which made him very comfy and pleased. He fed him his formula and played with him until he got tired and took him back to bed with the both of you. He decided to create a barrier of pillows so that Satoshi wouldn’t fall. He held you close, finally able to sleep peacfully. 

You took that entire day to relax and rest. Sasuke took care of the rest. The next day you continued your  tour. With your baby getting great care from his mommy’s best friend. A month and half later you found out you were pregnant once again. You sent sasuke a message

Hey love, I miss you and love you very much. Thank you for constantly communicating with me. I have a quick surprise for you…from the heated sex we had…we forgot protection. I’m pregnant. We’re having another baby. I’m nervous and excited! Love you. Hope to hear from you soon. 

Ps,

Don’t forget to rest well and stay healthy. Love you! 

You finished typing and set the message out. Thankfully you had finished the tour before you started actually showing a lot. 

Sasuke’s Text: 

Now that you’re done with the tour. Come to my hideout until I sort things out with Naruto and everything with Konoha.

I love you, stay safe okay. 

Don’t overwork yourself while starting your journey. I need to head back as well. I think you’ll get there before I do.

Ps. The snake knows about you and our son so it won’t harm you.

The next message shows his address

As the years went on, you finally got to be back at Konoha with your friends. When Sakura found out about you with Sasuke she took it hard.  “Hinata! Open up. It's important!” you yelled. She opened up and brought you inside her home. As you sat down you were so excited to tell her. “Come on, let it out. I’m here for you.” she said, setting the cup of tea down in front of you with some sugar cookies. “ I’m pregnant. Twins.” you revealed. She gasped. “Does he know?” she asked. You laughed nervously. “About being pregnant, yeah. We were trying for another one…I went to Sakura and she checked. I told her she’s lying just to make me go crazy or something but she showed me. I saw and heard their hearts beat.” you responded by rubbing your bump. “Your bump is bigger than normal.” Hinata drank her tea. 

The following morning you woke up to Sasuke sleeping next to you. You were surprised at how you didn’t hear him. Then again you’re carrying twins. Extra drain of your energy. You did your daily routine and then cooked breakfast. “Morning sleepyheads.” you said as you saw your husband and two sons walking downstairs. Satoshi and Shiro smiled. “ You guys are just in time.” the plates we served and the juices were chosen. 

“I have a surprise.” they all faced you eager to know what it might be. “I went to get my check up and found out I’m having twins.” Satoshi’s eyes widened, Shiro gasped and Sasuke held you close. “ Maybe we’ll finally have a little princess.” he commented. You smiled melting into his arms. “Get a room.” Satoshi complained. He did not want to see his parents get all lovey dovey with each other. You pulled away and everyone sat down to eat. Breakfast was nice, especially since Sasuke is finally home. 

Everything turned out wonderfully for the Uchiha family.

[ticklygiggles]

Day 6 - Ginny's birthday Extravaganza

A/N: A volleyball coach and a literature sensei being cute together, I hope you enjoy precious babies my deeeear! @otomiya-tickles

Summary: Takeda-sensei refuses to give up on his volleyball practice, but his tenacity and stubbornness will be his downfall because his boyfriend, Ukai-kun, is really mean.

"You suck at this."

"I never- huff, huff- s-said I was, haaah, good at s-sports..."

How hilarious it was to see the always perfect Takeda-sensei so short of breath. His face was flushed, his glasses askew, and his forehead was covered in a layer of sweat. 

Ukai never thought that Takeda would actually agree to play volleyball with him after the boys quickly finished their practices, but stubborn and tenacious as always, Takeda had accepted without a second thought, and now he could barely form a coherent word between heavy breaths and gasps.

It was foolish of Ukai, though, to think his cute boyfriend would decline a challenge. That was just not his personality and Ukai couldn't help but fall a little deeper in love with him for that.

He chuckled to himself when Takeda failed to send the ball to the other side of the net where Ukai was ready to receive it. Maybe this little sensei had had enough.

"Okay, I think we should stop now, you're not doing this right," he teased him, smirking when Takeda glared at him, fixing his glasses. 

"If I give you," he gulped, taking a deep breath, "a literature- huff, test, you would fail it, but I won't fail this."

Ukai felt his heart flutter. He loved Takeda's determination, it was one of his favorite traits, but he also knew that Takeda wouldn't be a volleyball genius just because he wanted to, that is to say, he needed more practice than just Ukai throwing ball after ball at him. 

But he would amuse him just because he could, and Ukai would also amuse himself, of course.

"Okay, fine. Tell you what, if you manage to serve the ball properly this time…" Ukai had to fight the urge to laugh when Takeda frowned. "... Dinner's on me, but if you fail then I'll, hmm, oh! Then I'll tickle you for… five minutes."

Takeda's face, already red, flushed brightly, finally making Ukai finally laugh out loud. 

"That's stupid!" Takeda squeaked. "Why would you say that?! Now I'm too nervous!" 

"Are you going to try or are you not? Make it quick, I'm counting. One…"

"H-Hold on! I need to think- 

"Two!" 

"I'm telling you to wait, I-

"Three!

"Okay, fine! I'll do it, dammit!" Takeda grabbed the nearest ball and got himself ready. Ukai watched him amused, he could tell Takeda was trying to copy Kageyama's movements, but it was useless. "Here it goes, get ready! I'm gonna blow off your head!"

Ukai laughed again. "Why are you threatening me?!" 

Takeds took a deep breath and threw the ball up, he jumped and hit it and it… didn't even make it to the net. He watched with pure disbelief in his eyes as the ball was propelled just a few feet in front of him when he hit it. Ukai knew that Takeda had used all his strength to hit that ball, but he had already practiced a lot, there was not much energy inside his body now.

Ukai couldn't help but start laughing while Takeda's ears turned red.

"S-Stop! I- I was not ready, the ball was deflated so it didn't- no! D-Don't come any closer, I'll scream! Don't- ahahaha!" 

Ukai chuckled, his hands all over Takeda's body. "The ball was deflated you say? I see it pretty well inflated, though?" 

Ukai had wrestled Takeda to the floor, straddling him, as he tickled his sides, squeezing up and down and watching with a bright smile how Takeda broke into hysterical giggles. He was so adorably ticklish. 

"It's nahahat! Tihihickling is nohohot fahahair! Ahahahagh!"

"It is fair. You accepted the terms and conditions. I forgot to set the timer, though. I'll have to calculate the time myself," Ukai said, teasing his boyfriend with a wide smirk. 

Takeda shook his head. "Y-You ahahahare teheherrible ahahat mahahath, we wohohon't- AHAHAHA! I'm sohohohorry!" Takeda cackled, squirming and weakly pushing at Ukai's hands as they climbed up towards his ribs. 

"Now you're sorry after being a little shit, huh? I don't think so. I'm adding two more minutes to your punishment."

Takeda shrieked, kicking his legs behind Ukai. "Nahahaha! I sahahahaid I'm sohohohorry! Ahahaha, plehehease!" 

"How long do you think it's been? I estimate about 10 seconds at most?" Ukai said, his fingers crawling up Takeda's ribs, looking for the ticklish spots under his arms. "You still have a long way to go."

"You ahahahare the wohohohorst!" Takeda laughed, throwing his head back as he desperately tried to protect his underarms from Ukai's fingers. "I hahahahate yohohou!" 

Ukai gasped, "you hate me? Sensei, you hurt my feelings. That'll add two more minutes of tickling." 

"PLEHEHEASE, Ukahahai-kuhuhuhun!" 

Ukai laughed softly. His darling was already crying of laughter, would he really stand being tickled for more than five minutes?

The answer was no. 

"Maybe I'll stop if you invite me to dinner?" Takeda nodded, too busy laughing his head off as Ukai's fingers wiggled under his arms, tickling him like crazy. "You also have to clean the gym up before we leave."

"I'll do ahahahanythihihing, plehehease!" 

Ukai stopped at once, and he watched with great pleasure that lingering smile on Takeda's face and heard his adorable residual giggles. He looked so adorably flustered, Ukai couldn't help but lean down to press a tender kiss to his lips. 

"Let's get going," Ukai said, standing up and helping Takeda on his shaky legs. Once he was up, Ukai lovingly fixed his glasses and put a sweater around Takeda's shoulders before placing a water bottle between his shaky hands. "Let's make the kids clean tomorrow, I'm starving."

Takeda gulped on the water and when he caught his breath again, he nodded with a warm smile. "Okay. I'm starving too, it's all because of you though." He rolled his eyes playfully and giggled when Ukai poked his tummy. 

"Yes, yes, yes. Let's get going, sensei. Unless you want me to tickle you again?" 

Ukai laughed when Takeda pushed him out of the gym, urging them both to leave. Ah, he felt like a high schooler in love, but maybe that wasn't so bad at all!

[featherstreams]

Twice the Tricks, T-Poses, and Tickles

Notes: Thank you so much to the anon who requested this and for the kind words!! This sounds adorable, and I'm so glad you liked my first one! I hope you like it!💚 Todoroki is a sweetheart and deserves to smile more. (Also, sorry for the long build-up to the tickling part and the lame ending) (Second Note from rewrite: I rewrote half this fic from memory before the lovely anon who requested this reached out to me with the fic saved! I decided to leave in a lot of the changes to hopefully improve my writing a bit! Thank you so much to that anon and I hope you all enjoy!)

Lee: Todoroki

Ler(s): Kirishima, Kaminari, and Midoriya

Word Count: 1,534

Warnings: None!

Summary: After a successful prank on Bakugou using the T-pose trick they found online, Kirishima and Kaminari decide to move on to another victim during a boring lull during class. Chaos commences.

~ Part One ~

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“Ughh, I’m so boredddd…”

"Shut up, Dunce face." Bakugou snapped from his place at his desk where he was fiddling with his pen.

“But Kachaan~!”

“Call me that again and die.”

Kirishima chuckled from is own place at his desk. Bakugou had been giving both he and Kaminari the cold shoulder ever since their prank a few days ago, aside from little quips and banter like this. He was surprised their explosive classmate hadn't enacted his revenge on them yet, but he wasn't complaining. Being on the receiving end of Bakugou's revenge, especially when it came to tickling, was... He shuddered at the thought.

Redirecting himself back to the present, Kirishima stood from his seat and walked over to Kaminari's desk, clapping his friend on the shoulder. "Why don't you play a game on your phone or something?" He suggested.

“Aizawa-sensei took my phone away,” Kaminari whined, dropping his head on his desk dramatically. “I won’t get it back until the end of the day.”

“You can use mine if you want,” he offered, rummaging through his back pocket.

“No, you don’t have the games I like. And I won’t have any of my saved progress, anyways,” Came the muffled reply from the blond, who didn’t bother to lift his head from his desk.

“Stop complaining so much if you’re just going to turn down everything you’re given to help.” Jirou called from where she was sitting on Mina’s desk her phone in her hand as she softly played some sort of tune for the alien girl.

“Speaking of sensei,” Midoriya piped up from his own seat, interrupting Kaminari’s defensive response, “I wonder what’s holding him up.”

It was Tuesday, and the entire class was in their usual classroom for the day. They were supposed to be working on some sort of training assignment, but indeed, their sensei, Mr. Aizawa, had been called away around ten minutes prior by another teacher for help with… well, none of them were quite sure what. He’d told them to sit tight and not cause trouble before leaving to deal with whatever the situation was. It hadn’t taken long for the majority the class to melt away from their assigned seats and group up in their usual cliches. The responsible ones of the class- the usual suspects, Iida, Momo, Bakugou- had taken this free time of sorts to work on their homework, but many of the others- Like Kaminari- were growing bored and restless.

"Oh, oh! I know!!" Kaminari exclaimed suddenly, lifting his head from his desk to grin at Kirishima in excitement. He lowered his voice then, glancing around as he spoke. "The prank! We should do the prank!"

Kirishima grinned, crossing his arms. "Hell yeah, man. I'm sure that'll be great entertainment. But who should we do it to?" He asked, now joining the blond in scanning their classmates for possible victims. "Sero and Mina likely know about the video already... Actually, I think we should avoid the girls in general. That wouldn't be manly to trick them into being helpless without their permission."

Kaminari rolled his eyes. "Always the gentleman."

"Midoriya would figure it out too fast.” Kirishima continued, ignoring the quip. “Iida would never let us..."

"Todoroki!" Kaminari exclaimed, already standing up. It was the perfect choice, after all; what did the half and half hero know about social media? Nothing, as far as they knew. Content with their decision, the two boys approached their target, who had been engaged into small conversation with Midoriya while Kirishima and Kaminari had been talking.

"Hey, Todoroki! Wanna try out this test we heard about?" Kirishima asked with a smile as they stopped before the pair. Todoroki, who’d been mid conversation, stopped and turned to look at them, curious.

"Test?" He echoed, tilting his head.

"It's a strength test!" Kaminari said cheerfully. "Bakugou even tried it the other day!"

A glance at the hero in question showed that the blond was now looking at them, stunned and furious. Don't rat us out, please... But Bakugou only let out an indignant sniff and said nothing, returning to his classwork.

"Oh... Sure. Okay." Todoroki said evenly, standing up from his seat on Midoriya’s desktop. "How do I take this test?"

"Oh! Let's see..." Kirishima searched for something they could use, scanning the room. Nothing, nothing… Shoot, maybe they’d been to hasty with this. But then Bakugou suddenly caught his attention when he moved, pointing to an area in the far corner of the room. Following his finger lead him to a bō sitting out beside the supply closet. Of course! From their karate-type lesson with Mr. Aizawa last week. That would be perfect!

Kirishima rushed over and picked it up, flashing a shark-toothed smile at Bakugou for the help- receiving only another indignant huff of dismissal- before returning to his friend and their new victim. Kaminari was in the midst of explaining what Todoroki was going to be doing as Kirishima stopped in front of them, staff held securely in both hands.

"Got a staff!" Kirishima said with a grin. "Go ahead and lift your arms up to the side- Yes, just like that!"

Todoroki did as instructed, standing like a statue with both arms perpendicular to his body while he watched Kirishima thread the bō, or staff, through the sleeves of his uniform jacket until it could be seen peeking out the other side.

"There! How does it feel?" Kaminari asked with a smirk. Todoroki calmly tested the staff, lightly pulling on his arms, which barely bugged.

"Secure," He replied after a moment. Half the class was watching now, curious and interested. Was Mina recording on her phone? Oh, she definitely knew what was going on.

"Great! Now, try to get it out! You can't use your quirk," Kirishima added when flames licked at Todoroki's left fingers. The peppermint boy obeyed, fire extinguishing as quickly as it’d appeared, tugging on his arms and shifting his feet. His brows knit together as he focused on the task, but remained unsuccessful aside from getting his elbows in a few inches.

"I can't get out," he said finally, blinking at the now-smirking two boys that had put him here. "Does that mean I failed?"

"Not exactly," Kaminari said, cracking his fingers. "You see, the strength test wasn't about your arms, exactly. It was about how long you can last."

"How long I can last? Last wha-AHAT! H-Hehey!" Todoroki's question was cut short when Kirishima jumped forward and squeezed his sides. The half and half hero pinched his lips together, jerking a few steps backwards only to run into Midoriya and his desk.

"Clever, you two," Midoriya commented, giggling as he looked up at his tense friend.

"Thank you!" The boys chorused together, both poking their way around Todoroki's sides and tummy.

"Come on, Todobro~! Tickle tickle tickle!!" Kirishima cooed. Giggles spilled through Todoroki's pinched lips, his cheeks pinkening from the teasing. "Awww, listen to those giggles! Who knew stoic Todoroki had it in him?"

"How adorable," Kaminari agreed with a smile, pinching his way up Todoroki's right ribs, earning a soft squeak. He had no hope of containing his reactions when caught so by surprise on top of having two ticklers. He was squirming now, trying to twist side to side as his arms remain stubbornly up and useless due to the staff in his sleeves.

He was squirming enough that it was growing exceedingly difficult for both Kaminari and Kirishima to tickle him, struggling to stay out of each other's way while also maintaining contact with Todoroki's wiggling torso. This became tricky enough that the redhead finally paused, pursing his lips thoughtfully as he evaluated the situation.

Then there were arms snaking around Todoroki's hips from behind, causing a surprised sound to erupt from the peppermint hero. They belonged to Midoriya, who pulled Todoroki towards him, keeping him secured against the desk and himself so he couldn't struggle away anymore. His own thumbs could be seen gently digging into the divotes of Todoroki's hips, and a snort erupted from the boy as he doubled over.

"Have at him, guys. His armpits are the worst for his upperbody," Midoriya supplied helpfully, a smile evident in his voice as he held Todoroki in place for the other two boys to play with to their hearts’ content..

"Mihidoriyahaha!!" Todoroki protested through his hysterical giggling.

"Todoroki-kun!" Midoriya echoed back teasingly.

Kirishima, not wanting to overwhelm the stoic half and half hero with six tickly hands, decided to stand back and watch this time, as most of the rest of the class was doing by this point. Most of the girls could be heard cooing, with Mina recording the entire thing on her phone, and even Bakugou was watching, smirking at Todoroki’s situation in a way that only someone who’d been in that position could.

Kaminari drilled back in on Todoroki's ribs, needing no other encouragement to continue. The victim let out a shout of laughter before delving into hysterics at the combo tickling he was being subjected to.

"Guhahahaha-guys! HAHAHhahahaa Ohohokay! Hahahahaha! Plehehease!! K-Kaminari, Midorihihi- Aaahahaha!! NONONO!" The uncharacteristic squeal shot from Todoroki's mouth when Kaminari scribbled his devious fingers under Todoroki's arms. The struggling attempts to get away doubled as Todoroki's adorable shrieking laughter filled the classroom. It was so... High pitched, and adorable, and just so genuine from such a soft spoken, neutral guy. Kirishima nearly awwed. He was not alone, though others seemed to have failed in holding the sound in.

The poor peppermint boy's legs were trembling, and it didn't take long before they gave out on him, and his weight was fully leaning into Midoriya.

"P-PLEHEHEHEASE!! NOHOHOHAHAHA NO PLEASE NOHOHOT THERE!! I- EEK- I CAHAHANT!!" Todoroki cried out between his sweet laughter. This carried on for another unspecified amount of minutes, Todoroki’s desperation being dutifully ignored in favor of listening to his adorable laughter, before a voice cut through the noise, causing everyone to freeze.

"I leave to deal with a quirk emergency for fifteen minutes, and I come back to this?" Aizawa drawled from where he was standing, arms crossed, in the front of the room, eyes trained on the frozen scene. "I could hear you from three classrooms away."

Todoroki, who sat blushing and panting in what was practically Midoriya's lap by this point, turned red enough that his scar nearly disappeared. "S-Sorry, sensei." He mumbled as an almost equally embarrassed Midoriya quickly lifted his hands from Todoroki’s body in surrender, unable to stand due to being pinned down by the victim of their antics,

"Kaminari, Midoriya, detention." Mr. Aizawa merely said. The loud protests of "What?!" and "It was Kirishima's idea!" ("Hey bro, not cool!") that followed from the electric blond went ignored as Kirishima helped Midoriya remove the staff from poor Todoroki's sleeves.

As the three boys fussed over a tickled-out Todoroki, in which Iida and Uraraka joined in, no one noticed the smile or the chuckle that rasped out of Aizawa as the man closed the classroom door and set up to continue their lesson for the day.

[creative-kny-fics]

Hi! May I ask for a tickle headcanon for uppermoons and rui and enmu? Ty

leafyanon

Sorry for taking so long! I had to think hard about this! (I was also talking about this with @mystwrites , so!)

(Some data is inspired by their BDA- and how they would use it to tickle)

1. Enmu (LowerMoon 1):

💤 Ler: 60% - Lee: 40%

💤 Worst spots: Hips, armpits, sides, knees and calves

💤 Like almost most kizuki, he loves to be tickled.

💤 His favorite lee is Rui. Although he knows that after Rui has rested, he will be tied with his nets and will suffer Rui's revenge.

💤 Give his hips a jab and he'll scream. But if he's off guard enough, he'll jump too

💤 He doesn't mind accepting that he loves being tickled, but he also has a limit that he would like others to respect. But judging by how he acts with them when tickling them, he doesn't always succeed.

💤 He loves to put some to sleep and give them a dream in which they are tickled. He hasn't told them, but the kizuki have noticed and chased him to scold him.

💤 He also usually does the above with himself. Rui and Douma are the only ones to know.

💤 If you tickle his armpits, he will fall to the floor and start laughing and rolling around while kicking and putting his hands on his belly.

2. Rui (LowerMoon 5):

🕸️ Ler: 20% - Lee: 80%

🕸️ Worst spots: Neck, belly, belly button and toes

🕸️ Rui is definitely equal to a child, we could even say that he is more ticklish than Akaza

🕸️ He doesn't mind being tickled, it always encourages him and he feels free because during those moments he doesn't have to worry about his 'family'

🕸️ But you do have to respect when it is enough for him, otherwise he will cut you with his strings and leave angry from there.

🕸️ He trusts Akaza, he is like an older brother to him. That's why he almost always sits on his lap and says 'tickle me!'

🕸️ His BDA helps him a lot when he wants to get revenge or just bother someone for a while UpperMoon

🕸️ He is quite skilled and precise in his movements. If he tickles you somewhere and you show him your sensitivity, he will immediately stay there until he decides to change places or stop.

🕸️ He likes to play at hunting his victims, usually Akaza, Enmu or Douma his victims.

🕸️ His lers constantly are: Daki, Douma, Akaza and Enmu. Also Muzan but he rarely does it

🕸️ He will play 'itsy bitsy spider' with you. What did you expect?

3. Kaigaku (New UpperMoon 6):

⚡ Ler: 90% - Lee: 10%

⚡ Worst spots: Armpits, thights and neck

⚡ He is someone difficult to catch. You have to be faster or smarter than him

⚡He hates them. He will curse you and hit you if you try to tickle him anywhere else that doesn't make him squeal.

⚡ He can't say 'tickle'. He will always be referred to as 't-word'

⚡ His constant ler is Kokushibo. He hates that his sensei justifies himself with 'it's part of the training session'

⚡ If you manage to tickle his armpits, you are guaranteed victory. He will be unable to defend himself because he will be too busy cursing you.

⚡ It's pretty easy to make fun of him or get him to raise his arms. It is enough to tell him: You are probably not as good as you think, to make him angry and expose his worst spot

⚡ He hates them, but blushes and squeals easily when they tickle him.

4. Daki (Former UpperMoon 6):

🎀 Ler: 65% - Lee: 35%

🎀 Worst spots: Waist, sides, hips and thighs

🎀 Daki still has the mentality of a little girl, so it's easy to tickle her.

🎀 She doesn't hate them, she just hates screaming and looking so weak in front of the other UpperMoons

🎀 Her obi is her best weapon. She usually holds her victims' wrists, ankles or waist and lets her nails do the rest of the work.

🎀 I think it's obvious who tickles her the most. Gyutaro is always 'bothering' Daki and tickling her when she is talking to Muzan or doing something important.

🎀 She allows only Douma, Gyutaro, Rui, and Enmu to tickle her. Also to Akaza but he doesn't do it since he considers it a lack of respect towards her.

5. Gyutaro (Former UpperMoon 6):

☠️ Ler: 85% - Lee: 15%

☠️ Worst spots: Neck, lower ribs, behind his knees and knees

☠️ Daki is the only one who used to know that Gyutaro was ticklish until she was so angry with him that she ended up confessing to Douma about it.

☠️ He only allows Daki, Douma and Rui to tickle him. He still has a hard time accepting Enmu, but he doesn't hate him, he sees him as another little brother.

☠️ He HATES that they always play 'itsy bitsy spider' on his ribs

☠️ Sometimes he asks Douma or Daki to tickle his neck. It's not a sensitive spot but it's one he can handle. He would tell Rui but he feels like he would tell someone and he doesn't want to be embarrassed.

6. Gyokko (UpperMoon 5):

🐟 Ler: 100% - Lee: 0%

🐟 Gyokko isn't ticklish, no matter how hard you try. The only thing that will make him laugh is your silly attempt to make him laugh.

🐟 Is it a ler? Yup, Gyokko is an expert at that, it's not for nothing that he has multiple arms

🐟 Does his BDA help him? It definitely does, he can lock you in one of his vases and torture you by suffocating you with your own laughter.

🐟 He thinks that dying asphyxiated by laughter is a very little-known but quite intriguing expression. He knows no mercy in using hunters to get these 'works of art'

🐟 The UpperMoons hate that BDA, it's quite tedious, but they prefer that to touching it (then they can smell fishy and they don't like that idea 🤣)

7. Nakime (New UpperMoon 4):

🪕 Ler: 0% - Lee: 0%

🪕 Don't try to tickle her, you will completely regret doing it

🪕 Nakime hates physical contact and always stays away from people.

🪕 If someone tries to get into her business she will do 2 things: Either she will hit you with her biwa or she will make you fall all over the infinite fortress and try to crush you.

🪕 Nakime could be ticklish? It is probable

8. Hantengu (Former UpperMoon 4):

😰 Ler: 0% - Lee: 0%

😰 Ok, if I'm honest, I don't think the original version of Hantengu is ticklish. But their clones are another story

😡 Sekido: (Ler: 60% / Lee: 40%)

😡 Worst spots: Knees, armpits and calves

😡 If you try it, you'll probably regret it.

😡 He HATES them with all his soul

😡 If you manage, by sheer luck, to tickle him. Start running and begging because he won't rest until he makes you pay for your lack of respect.

😡 Will he laugh if you tickle his worst spot? Yes, he will. But when you're done tickling him, he'll kill you

😡 Seriously, don't try to do it.

😥 Aizetsu: (Ler: 15% / Lee: 85%)

😥 Worst spots: Belly, armpits sides and knees

😥 He's the baby of the group-

😥 He is usually the target of continuous tickle attacks from Karaku and Urogi.

😥 He's usually sad, so the excuse: You looked sad and we decided to cheer you up! It's the excuse he hears the most

😥 It's easy to make him laugh, you don't need much. Just a few squeezes on his belly or touching his sides will be enough to make him squeal.

🤣 Karaku: (Ler: 90% / Lee: 10%)

🤣 Worst spots: Armpits, neck, lower back

🤣 It's the second one you can make laugh easily

🤣 Urogi, Sekido and Aizetsu usually get tired of Karaku's 'joking' behavior, so they team up and give him a 'real reason to laugh'

🤣 Always fight with Urogi over who is the best 'ler'

🤣 You can tickle him in the air and he will be laughing

🦅 Urogi: (Ler: 80% / Lee: 20%)

🦅 Worst spots: The inner part of its wings, sides and armpits

🦅 He has ticklish wings-

🦅 He is the biggest ler of the group. If he has both arms occupied, his wings will help him

🦅 He always gets involved with Karaku to tickle Aizetsu and try to tickle Sekido. They also have tickle fights

🦅 He always makes sure that whoever he tickles is slightly off the ground so that he can kick desperately and beg to be put down.

9. Akaza (UpperMoon 3):

🥋 Ler: 25% - Lee: 75%

🥋 Worst spots: Armpits, hips, belly, sides and thighs

🥋 Don't let him fool you, he can curse you, scream, ask you to stop during the first seconds, but he LIES

🥋 He hates it when someone discovers his 'taste' and his first instinct is to hit her/him or hit them or rip their head off (Douma)

🥋 Blushes and gets embarrassed easily when someone makes fun of him

🥋 He only has certain people he allows to tickle him. They are: Rui, Enmu, Daki, Gyutaro, Kokushibo and Douma (he hates to admit it but he enjoys his presence)

🥋 He's going to huff and puff almost the entire session. He may also growl and, if you're not careful, bite or kick you (be careful).

🥋 He pretends to hate them but LOVES raspberries, especially on his tummy and neck.

10. Douma (UpperMoon 2):

❄️ Ler: 90% - Lee: 10%

❄️ Worst spots: Ears, neck, armpits, hips and knees

❄️ Douma is definitely the one that takes the position of 'ler' among the UpperMoons

❄️ Douma always takes advantage of the fact that he has long nails to behave like complete shit towards his victims.

❄️ You're not going to fool him with 'I'm happy now!'. He won't stop until he has you crying or screaming on the floor.

❄️ His BDA is always helping him. If he is prohibited from approaching anyone, which is mostly Akaza, he will create miniatures of himself that he will send to tickle his victim.

❄️ Do you try to escape from him? He will freeze the floor and make you slip and fall until he gets closer to you

❄️ Baby talk. He's not going to waste the opportunity to remind you how vulnerable you are to him, he'll make fun of you so much that it will make the tickling completely worse.

11: Kokushibo (UpperMoon 1):

🌙 Ler: 65% - Lee: 35%

🌙 Worst spots: Neck, back, back ribs, knees and hands

🌙 It's not easy to knock him down, don't try to get close to him and try to tickle him

🌙 He won't refuse to be tickled, but you must ask for permission to do so.

🌙 He has a love/hate for back rubs. It usually tickles him but he is good at hiding his reactions.

🌙 If you tickle him without his permission, he won't let go until you pass out or he's satisfied with his revenge.

🌙 Douma and Akaza are the only ones who know, but his hands are also ticklish. Just gently tickle him there and he will be laughing and asking you to stop (he hates attention)

🌙 He has already admitted that he likes tickling. So he can't say 'I hate them'

[i-will-always-be-happy]

Hi! I love your blog! If you have time, please consider writing a fic with lee bakugou, and lers the top 3 pro hero (endeavor, hawks, best jeanist, since the three of them have some kind of connection with bakugou) Thank you!!

First of all, thank you!! I really appreciate that! And secondly, a long time ago I stopped reading manga or watching anime for study purposes, so I decided to find out a little with my friend what is up to date and with the Internet. So, I hope and you like it!

Warning: This fanfic contains tickles. Also remind them that I don't speak English, so if they find any errors, let me know to correct it. I hope you like it!

Lee: Katsuki Bakugou

Ler: Endeavor, Hawks and Best Jeanist

'I can't figure out how Shoto is friends with that guy', Endeavor sipped his coffee. 'What type?' 'I mean, the green-haired boy is totally passable, but that blond is a bundle of nerves and anger, always yelling and demanding that the green-haired boy die' 'You mean Bakugou? I knew him for a while, if he is quite rude', well the pro heroes agreed on something, Katsuki Bakugou was a bitter

'Isn't the boy from Class 1-A what was kidnapped by the league of villains?' 'That same one, I mean, it's not like they heard it from me or anything like that but, that student is all bitter, however... He's weak to something totally childish', Hawks and Endeavor looked confused at the hero, looking at each other. trying to find out if anyone knew or understood what he was talking about

During the internship that Bakugou had at the Best Jeanist agency, he tried everything to get along with the boy, being rejected many times and taking the hero to 'extremes'.

'FUHUHUCK OHOHOFF!! GEHEHET AWAHAHAHAY!! DAHAHAHAMN HERO!!', Jeanist had managed to imprison Bakugou with his threads, 'ruthlessly' attacking the young man's exposed armpits. 'You shouldn't be so bitter, do you know what happens to bitter people?' '*scream of laughter*' 'Exactly, that's what happens to them...'

'Ohohoho, wow, who would have thought, I suddenly want to try it, Endeavor-san, would you help me?' 'I don't have time for childish games like that, so ask Jeanist to help you' 'Of course not... I won't, I promised not to say anything about it', Jeanist finished his coffee and with that, he left

'Come on Endeavor-san! Help me! I promise to pay you! I just want him to hold it' 'If I help you, will you promise to leave me alone for a damn week?' With that, the deal was closed. Hawks sent a note to Bakugou to leave the dormitories for a while, as he would be given a gift and some money just for doing so.

'Where is the stupid prize?!', Bakugou was literally taken flying from that place, he saw a pair of crimson feathers that were pulling his clothes and body until they reached a rooftop, far from the UA

'We have it!' 'Make your damn move now, I'm stressed and I want to go home', Endeavor said seriously, ignoring that Bakugou was hitting him with all his might and sometimes even trying to bite him to get free. 'THIS IS THE PRIZE?! I WILL TELL AIZAWA-SENSEI, YOU COUPLE OF SCAMMERS!!'

'Oh! Come on Katsuki! We won't do anything to you~', Hawks bloody hypocrite, Bakugou thought, wouldn't they do anything to him? So why was he digging in his armpits so vigorously?

'FUHUHUCK!! WAHAIT!! HOHOHOW?! THAT MOHOHOTHERFUHUHUCKEEEEER!!!', it didn't take long to find out who told them, Best Jeanist, you promised

'Isn't this amazing, Endeavor-san? The most rebellious and strong boy acting like a little kid!' 'What fun! Woooo!', sarcasm.

'GRRRR!! SHIHIHINE!! *snort* OHOHOLD MAHAHAHANS!! PIEHEHEHECES OF SHIHIHIT!!' 'Hey, who did you call old man?!', Endeavor's free hand came down and began to squeeze Bakugou's ribs, chuckling internally as one of Bakugou's kicks caught Hawks in the face.

'So... you think you can hit me and walk away?! Come here!', Hawks raised his wings and some detached and passed to Bakugou's body. Neck, knees, belly, sides, feet, back and armpits, there was no place free from the feathers and the 'revenge' of Hawks

Bakugou howled and squirmed, it wasn't like he was going anywhere, but he was trying to get away from everything, from the embarrassment and from the tickles.

'FUHUHUCK!!! *SCREAM* GEHEHEHHEEHEHHEEHE!!!! *SQUEAL* *YOWL* ENOHOHOHUGH!!!' 'That's enough Hawks, he's just a child', Hawks looked at Endeavor, and agreed only if he apologized for kicking him.

'SOHOHORRY FOHOHOR THE KIHIHICK!!!' 'Mmmmm...Okay!', everything stopped and Bakugou had to be grabbed again by Endeavor, as he would have fallen on his face as a goofy smile formed on his face, laughing lightly as tears slipped down his red cheeks.

'You've gone too far... Leave him in his room, that's your problem now! You will deal with Aizawa', Endeavor abandoned the winged hero.

Well Hawks returned Bakugou to his room, earning a shout out from mother caterpillar Aizawa for stealing his offspring.

[heyneedsomefics]

lee all might(young) ler nana I know another all might but pls I let me I want to torture him😈😈

warning:tickling and also MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE🥳🥳🥳

all might and nana were up from 6 am to 2 pm trying to perfect Detroit smash and Texas smash and nana was about done with all might he was failling every single attempt and nana was fuming with anger

all might fails another attempt "for gods sake all might is it this hard" nana pointed out "I'm sorry nana pls don't get mad it's really complicating" all might felt guilty for not focusing enough and felt a little sad

"hey kid I'm sorry put that smile back on your face I know you can do it" she smiled and gave him a thumbs up "o-ok" all might smiled and started trying again but he failed yet again

"why can't you do it?I know you can hmm.......... Got it!Maybe I should give you a motive to perfect it" nana grinned as an Idea came to her head

"Really I would love that!What kind of motive" all might smiled with happiness only for it to be taken away

"oh you don't want to find out" she started wiggling her fingers and getting close to him "why wouldn't i- wait no no nana wait no this is not the right choise" all might started backing up

"Come on kid you'll thank me later and second you can't get away from me so just give up and I'll go easier on you" she grinned mischievously

"I'm sorry but no I will not let you" he said as he took of,using everything he had to escape nana. But!"lovely weather huh?" she was beside him barely even running

"wait how did you-AHHH" all might stumbled upon a tree branch that had fallen "OHHH rough fall there let me help you" she wiggled her fingers going closer and closer

"wait no nahahahahahah stohohohop" all might squirmed trying to get out of his sensei's grasp

"aww does poow wittle all might have a tickwish stomach" nana teased as she tickled him faster " pls nahahahnahah stohohop I'm reahahally tihihcklihihsh"

"I can see that you know your awfully ticklish for someone who wants to become the greatest hero" she switched to tickling his sides

" NAHAHANAHAHA WAIHIHT NOHOHO STOHOHOP MEHEHERCYHY PLS NOHOHO" all might laughed helplessly being completely at her mercy

"haha kid your really ticklish you know if a villian with a tickle quirk came what would you do" she teased

"HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAH NAHAHAHA STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHP IHIHIHT PLS NOHOHOH NAHAHANAHAHHAH I PROHOHOHOMIHIHSE ILL DOHOHOHO BEHEHEHTTEHEHEHR" all might begged as tears began falling out of his eyes

"hmmmm do you promise?" all might nodded furiously "hmmm then I guess I could- sike you really thought I would let you of the hook this easily" she tickled him even faster digging her fingers onto all mights sides

"I HAHAHATEHEHEH YO- NHOHOH I IHIHDIHIHIHDNT MEHEHEHAHAHAHN TOHOHOH IM SOHOHOHRRY"

"young toshi I am hurt seems like another five minutes of this is necessary" she teased scribbling her fingers all over his sides

" PLS IM SOHOOHOHOHORYHYHY I DIHIHIDNT MEHEHAHAHAHNT TOOHOHO PLS STAHAHAHAP NAHAHAHNAHAHA MEHEHEHRCYHYHYH" all might begged as he tried to push her hands away from his ticklish sides

"You know I love this! Looks like I will be tickling you more often and maybe I will show Gran Torino also" she smiled and continued leaving the hero breathless

"NAHAHAHNAHAHAHAHAH FOHOHR THEHEH LOHOHOVE OHOHF GOHOHOHD STOHOHOHP IHIHT PLS" he continued to beg but to no avail his blush reached his ears and was looking like a tomato with laughter

nana clearly amused by this scene decided to let him breath a little by switching to his stomach making it easier "So will you focus on your training and finally smash that goal!"

"yehehes" "I didn't hear you!" " YEHEHEHEHES now stohohop" nana stops and leaves the boy breathless "Yeah uhh sorry if I went a little bit far I just couldn't resist" she waited for an answer

all might panted trying to catch his breath" yeah I'm *pant*I'm good" all might managed to catch his breath and was able to speak properly "ok I'm good now but why did you have to go all out on my sides" he wined

"well it was to teach you a lesson to focus.You needed it and now,how about we play a game?" she grinned

"what type of game?" he cocked his head to the side

"it's called how ticklish is toshinori" she said and all mights eyes widened

"pls nana no more tickles I can't take it" he wined " come on toshi,I promise I will be gentle"

"i- fine" he hesitated but trusted his sensei "now if you really want me to stop say the word red ok?" "ok"

she started scribbling her hands all over all mights neck making him scrunch up his shoulders " hahahahahaha nahahahnahah"

"hey hey toshinori shoulders down"

"I cahahant it tihihihcklehehehs toouhuhuhch" he said not being able to keep his shoulders down

"if you manage to not use the word red and allow me to tickle you,tomorrows training will end 2 hours earlierand lunch is on me"

all might hearing the offer was deticated to not use the word but nana made it really hard "but that doesent mean I will go easy on you so that means sides are allowed" "but" "no buts"

she started to tickle his sides but not to rough so he has a chance at winning

all might lasted for about two and a half seconds before breaking down to giggles and laughs "NAHAHAHAHNAHAHAH NHOHOHO" " oh my gosh kid your really ticklish I'm not even tickling you that badly" she said as she tickled his hips

"hahahahahahahaha fihihnehehe but tohohomohohrrohow I WIHIHLL ohohohrdeheher eheheverythihihng on theheheh mehehehnuhuh" all might said

"yeah kid do that and tomorrow this session will be doubled" she smiled

"wahahahihihit whahaht!?"

"ohh yeah kid if you mess up any of your moves the session will continue"

" whahahaht?nohohoh faihihr-GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHO PLS"

all might squeled as nana squeezed the underside of his knee " all might not there not here then where do you want me to tickle" she said as she continued tickling

"PLS STAHAHAHAP ITS A BAHAHAHD SPOHOHOHT PLS NOHOHOHT THEHEHERE"all might squirmed as tears formed on his face

"awww look at wittle all might,does it tickle?" she tickled his sides and knee at the same time nearly killing all might

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHA REHEHEHEHEH- REHEHEHEHD STOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHP" all might finally broke and said the word

" come on kid,you used it this early?" she stopped "seems like you have a weak spot for tickles!" she said and laughed

"hey!*pant*no teasing" he said as he continued to lie down and catch his breath

"come on toshi,don't get mad" she wiggled her hands against all mights stomach

"hehehey! stohohohop" soft giggles escaped out of his mouth

" no I think I will continue tickling your sooooo ticklish and sensitive belly" she teased

"stohohohp wihihihth theheh tehehahsihihihng" all might blushed

"come on toshi can't you handle it?" she started tickling close to his sides

"pls nahahanahahh leheheave myhy sihihides alohohneheh" he begged

"Fine fine.Enough tickles for today,but tomorrow will be much worse if you don't perfect those movea" she poked his side

"hehey!"

"ughh your reallyticklish.I swear if one day you get defeated with tickling I will come from the dead and kill you my self" she helped him up

[theomnicode]

Making out

Archive of our own

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Saitama sighs. It’s not like making out was rocket science right? What could go wrong with couple guys just fooling around?

He pats Genos on the head so the cyborg wouldn’t look like a kicked puppy with that despondent expression, after having failed to kiss him properly on his first attempt. It really didn’t suit the man.

“Look Genos, you’re really into this and it's great, but we should move slow first. Go with the flow, ya know? I mean…” Saitama looks away, feeling more timid than usual, “it’s not like I have any experience either. This is all new to me too, Genos.”

Genos looks up, face having returned to his trade-mark stoic expression and hums in acknowledgement. “I thought as much when sensei showed interest in the material I was browsing. That we're both virgins and you were looking for tips.”

Saitama feels a tic on his forehead. “You don't need to make it sound like I’m sheltered. I know a thing or two. In fact-” he bumps their knees together and pulls Genos closer into his arms, “come ‘ere, we can start by kissing slowly. And no drooling this time,” he adds pointedly, shaking his finger. “You can drool as much as you like when you're giving oral or something or uh- yeah…” his voice tapers off, the sudden idea of Genos on his knees, sucking him off, gets him hot under the collar. He’s getting way ahead of himself, he’s even imagining Genos looking at him with heated, glowing ember eyes as he holds him at arm’s length.

“I am not opposed to giving sensei a blowjob.” Genos' straight-faced expression and deadpan delivery could win him a lot of poker games, while Saitama could feel his own turn more and more flustered and incensed. And red, definitely more red as well. 

“What part of slowing down didn't you hear!? Do I need to rinse your ears?”

This time Genos definitely smirks. “You're the one who mentioned oral sex, I am merely confirming if it's something sensei would like to do at some point. All the websites mentioned being open with your partner was the key to good relationships.”

Saitama stares, equally chagrined and roused. This smug prick-

Preening like a cat, Saitama swears. This is not an argument he can apparently win.

Or could he? A smirk of his own appears on his lips. There's more than one way to win an argument than running your mouth, occupying said mouth could also silence the opposition.

“You know what? I’ll show you what I mean. Less talk, more action,” he cups Genos cheeks, the cyborg’s eyebrows lifting in surprise and Saitama presses onward with a kiss on those pale, yet inviting silicone lips. They're just as soft and full as before and he meets them with his own in tender, chaste fashion. Genos imitates him, wraps arms around his shoulders and he turns his head a bit so their noses don't clash and lets Genos smooch him back. Saitama’s hand roams past Genos’ ear, tickling his neck and lands behind his head and his silky fiber locks makes Saitama want to tread his fingers through that hair, muss it up really good, especially because he doesn’t have any hair of his own. Tongues vie for dominance as Saitama presses onward for a deeper kiss, deeper in their embrace. Genos’ arms pull him close and his own hands grasp at Genos’ hair, holding him close, lips finally separating in a gasp for air.

Saitama ends up out of breath, panting slightly, Genos not so much for being a cyborg.

“How’s that for someone who has no experience?”

“I’m not even breaking a sweat yet, sensei.”

The angry vein pulsing on Saitama’s forehead could reach epic proportions if he lets Genos with that infuriating smirk get under his skin this easily.

“Less talk, more action then,” as he attacks the cyborg’s lips with renewed fervor to wipe that smug smirk off Genos’ face.

Genos answers with fevered kisses of his own.

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hi congrats on 200 followers!! 🥳

May I request Lee! Megumi and ler! Gojo? (JJK) And the sentence starter shall be 🍉! And the activity 🎮 (video games)

Tysm! And be sure to stay hydrated!!

200 Followers Event is still open! (🍉&🎮 are no longer an option now)

With Nobara and Maki both sick, there was no way they all were going to get together for another training day having all been in close contact the day prior. With Yuji and Inumaki also feeling slightly under the weather and no training or classes, the group all decided to check out a new game they heard of.

“Alright! Last Train Out of Wormtown! Let’s go!” Yuji exclaimed.

“Who’s the worm?” Nobara asked.

“Looks like Inumaki and I are the worms.” Maki said.

“Tuna!” Inumaki added.

“Great! Let’s go!” Megumi concluded, the game in full swing.

The graphics were horrible in Megumi’s opinion. It all looked poorly done but he also thought that the overall idea of gathering coal to get the train up and running, blowing up train cars blocking the tracks and trying to survive against sand worms was intriguing.

After fifteen minutes of playing, the game was actually rather fun. Megumi loved the thrill of nearly getting eaten by the sand worms and having to escape if the worm caught his character. The others also were having fun, laughing whenever they juked Maki or Inumaki in the process.

Absorbed in the game, Megumi didn’t comprehend Gojo who had been doing his rounds and checking in on all the students. One of his biggest mistakes had always been not locking his door ever since Yuji and Nobara began to barge in at random hours.

Megumi flinched, realizing someone had put their hands on his shoulders. Letting out a gasp, he took off his headset and whipped around, met with Gojo’s smiling face. Grumbling, Megumi put his headset back on and turned back to his game.

“Guys…I got a problem.” Megumi said into his headset. “I have a SG (Satoru Gojo) over my shoulder.”

“Who ya talking to, Megumiiii?~” Gojo asked, kneeling to look at the computer screen. “Ooh? You playing with the first and second years?”

Megumi grunted and suddenly jerked, Gojo watching as a sand worm suddenly exploded from the sand on the screen.

“WHOAAA!!” Megumi gasped. “Ohhhhh!!! Inumaki almost got me! ITADORI MOVE YOUR ASS!!!”

Gojo hummed, tapping his chin as he tried to figure out the mechanics of this new video game Megumi was playing. He’s certainly never seen this specific game before and was interested in learning how to play. However, he knew Megumi wouldn’t include him. It wouldn’t hurt to ask though.

“Megumiiii! Teach me how to play this game!!!” Gojo pleaded, shaking Megumi’s shoulders.

“Dude! Go away!” Megumi hissed. “Yeah, sorry guys…Gojo sensei is bothering me again!”

“Meguuuumiiii!~” Gojo sang, poking Megumi’s sides. “I’m gonna tickle you until you acknowledge my request.~”

The boy glared. “Don’t you dare!”

Gojo dared and he poked his student in the center of his tummy. A growl escaped from Megumi as Gojo continued poking him and before they knew it, Megumi had forgotten about the game and was cackling, desperately shoving Gojo away as he fell off of his chair and onto the floor.

“S-stop! Ahahaa!!” Megumi cried, his headset tumbling away from him. “Thihihis is childish! Quit this nonsense!! Ahahahaa!!”

Squeezing the teen’s hips, Megumi shrieked, Gojo cackling as he continued to playfully tickle him. “Just agree to teach me how to play and I’ll stop.~”

Being stubborn, Megumi refused. This only worsened his current situation and caused Gojo to continue tickling the life out of him. Screaming, Megumi finally began to fight back, begging and pleading for Gojo to stop in hopes the others would hear what was happening and come to his aid. No such help came and he finally submitted to the tickling, gasping for air as Gojo finally released him.

“So, I’m guessing that’s a yes?” Gojo asked, squeezing Megumi’s sides.

“YES!!” Megumi squealed, laughing harder as Gojo continued to tickle him. “YES!! YES! YEHEHES!! IHIHI’LL TEHEHEACH YOU HOW TO PLAY!! STOHOHOP!!”

With all that said and done, Gojo happily took a seat on Megumi’s chair, ready to learn how to play. Grabbing his headset, Megumi readjusted the mic and began to speak to whoever was still present.

“Sorry about that guys. Gojo wants to learn how to play. Don’t go easy on him, okay?” Megumi said, smirking as Gojo gasped in offense at the comment.

A/N: Thank you for the request! Sorry it’s a little short, the semester is wrapping up now and I’m doing registration. I’ve also been watching a lot of videos of ppl playing The Last Train Out of Wormtown so that’s where this inspiration came from 😆

[matenrou-fan]

Hi!!!! Now I'm on time, last time I was late for requests, but I liked all the ones you wrote. Can you write about Hifumi with a s/o that is a tomboy, like how they meet and his reaction when he find out that she is a woman and how she felt in love for her, please?

PD. No sabía que hablas español, es muy raro encontrar personas que lo hagan y más en el fandom de Hypmic. HAVE A NICE DAY!! 😊

Hifumi with a tomboy! s/o

WHY did I always end up with some sort of drama when writing about him?? Anyways, here..! <3 Además, realmente no estoy hablando en español, ¡solo uso un traductor de Google!! Porque algunos de mis fans son de España ^^

Femreader, just wholesome stuff, hurt/comfort, a little bit suggestive?? (he touched your boobie omg)

-In his 'real' character, Hifumi is quite energetic and talkative, so it doesn't matter if you're a shy one or as bubbly as he is - you ended up being friends anyway.

-Maybe just bump into each other in a store and suddenly have a whole talk about a new product you both decide to buy. Ahh, Hifumi knows a few good recipes with this thing, and he's always willing to share his cooking secrets!

-Or maybe you visit his work to pick up your friend late at night and he thinks that you're just her brother or boyfriend, and another, simple conversation goes between you two.

-It doesn't really matter as Hifumi is just really friendly in both his modes, especially if you would respond back with interest.

-Cause it seems his fear is more concentrated not around appearance or behavior, but the fact that it's actually a woman in front of him, due to the manga, so he easily can take your look at face value. (referring to this chapter when he and Doppo meet a little boyish girl, and he thinks it's a boy.)

+It also probably means if he met a really 'feminine' boy, he, once again, wouldn't be scared by his look, if he knew it's a male??

-So even if you, despite short hair and rather baggy clothes, have pretty soft face features or a feminine voice, he doesn't really care, absolutely sure you are an ally, a man.

-He never even doubts it, actually - you just know how to win people over, do you? Because Hifumi really got interested in you pretty soon.

-"Hey, s/o, s/o, wanna go with me and Jakurai-sensei fishing?! It's so so fun!!" - with a cheerful giggle he holds both of your hands and starts jumping in place, causing your arms to wiggle up and down along with his movements. - "And then we can go to my place, I want to cook our catch immediately, hehe!"

-So yea, chilling in his shared house with Doppo was kinda common thing for you.. And if in the beginning you felt kinda guilty for literally taking advantage of your pretty boylike appearance and Hifumi's naiveness, you quickly forget about this. Because he always knows how to make you forget about everything, fooling around and making you laugh with his goofy antics.

-The only moments when you do feel yourself like a criminal are evenings when your ebullient friend gets more quiet, just cuddling with you and sharing his thoughts about his fear. It was so hard sometimes even for someone so careless as him, and he loves to find peace in your arms and soothing words.

-You do understand this cannot go on forever, and ideas about how to finally tell the truth without hurting his feelings too much keep shooting through your mind. Yet uh oh, the solving of your crime happened before you were able to choose your own way.

-Because.. Hifumi is so reckless in his desire to have some fun with you, and sometimes he gets too clingy. Only in a friendly, playful way, yet it doesn't mean his hands can't accidentally brush against your chest during some tickle fight..

"N-no, Hifumi, really, I'm gonna die like that..!" - A small weak chuckle bursts out of your chest as you run away from your friend, holding your sides.

"He~he, I'm gonna catch you again..!" - his footsteps quickly get closer as he catches up with you and grabs your shoulders, pushing down.

With a little thud you both fall into the carpet, giggling and fighting, hands on each other's waist. Your guard got down and you didn't even try to watch if your baggy clothes actually cover your body, too busy with making Hifumi laugh. So when another fit of laughter covers him and his arms, trembling, accidently moved from your waist to your chest, grasping here, you both gasps and froze, shocked.

It's even hard to say whose face gets redder as you just look at each other for a moment, before Hifumi sprang away like a scared deer to the other side of the room, leaning to the table leg, still looking at your widened eyes. Open his mouth, then close, then open again, and you didn't notice that you actually repeated his actions, but also didn't know what to say, both embarrassed and scared.

"I..Hifu-"

"Are you a girl???" - with a high pitched voice he tries to get up just to hit the table top.

"Omg, Hifumi, are you alright?!"

And despite you probably should move away, you actually get closer to his now sobbing figure as he grasps poor hitted the back of his head. Your hands caress his shoulder and for a moment Hifumi whines, as this simple touch arises one of the most strange feelings in his chest. The pain gripped him at the heart from the thought of the woman being actually so close to him, yet the way you pet him was still so reassuring.. Still so familiar.

"Hifumi, I will bring some ice, okay? Does it actually hurt that much? Should I call an ambulance?" - and your worried voice still sounds so soft. His fear always affects his mind, making any sounds from girls around Hifumi sound so sharp and dangerous, yet there is nothing like that with you, as he gets too used to your presence.

His head doesn't even hurt that much, actually, yet here he is, leaning to your shoulder and sobbing in a weak attempt to hide his face. Because it would be too hard to look at your face right now, as Hifumi himself doesn't know what to say. He's afraid, but doesn't want to lose you. As only now he suddenly asks his own feelings and realizes just how deep you actually get into his soul and heart.

"Hifumi..?" - you slowly tried to pull him away to look at his face and finally bring some ice from the kitchen, yet his arms quickly wrapped around your waist as he buried his face in your neck.

"No.. Let's sit like that for a moment.." - his whole body tremble, making his weak voice a little shaky too, yet you didn't push him off, trying to stroke his hunched shoulders as light and soft as you could.

-You thought that after such a terrible accident your friend would totally break off all communication with you, and honestly you can't even judge him, putting all guilt on your own shoulders.

-Yet after a few days he will show up again, asking you shyly to help him in fear. Well, maybe not in a really good way he found out about you being a girl, but the main thing is that he can spend much more time around you then around other females, so it means you kinda can help him health.

-So slowly everything goes back to your normal routine, as you would going for walks or hanging out in his place again. For the new beginning you were pretty soft and careful, as Hifumi also got more coy, touching you much less than usual.

-Only thoughts about you always being so friendly and harmless with him fills him with determination, and after some time you both get used to each other again.

-Or.. Do you? As sometimes you can notice some sort of blush on his cheeks when you sit too close for a long time, watching something together, and when you touch his hands his fingers start to tremble but Hifumi himself didn't act scared..

-Confusing, you just let things go, waiting to see what it will lead to. Cause maybe, just maybe, you feel some sort of interest in him, more than a friendly one, that you always try to suppress, knowing his fear.

-But with such careless attitude you both didn't notice when everything got so serious, and one day another movie night ended up with a soft kiss. And then another, longer one, as Hifumi realizes your lips didn't electrocute him, but actually lure him to feel your softness more.

-"S/o.. I.." - he mumbled after you pulled away, breathing heavily and trying to stop blushing so hard. - "I think I love you.. C-can you stay overnight? I need to kiss you more to fully understand.."

[crimsonredfeathers]

Behind closed doors

Aizawa Shouta x gn!Reader

Warnings: gagging, anal fingering, prostate massage, cum

Word count: 2.1k

Notes: Thank you so much for trusting me with this request, dear anon! I hope this story is what you were looking for ❤️

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You entered your meeting point, a love hotel that the two of you had stayed at every week for months now for the anonymous check-in and convenient location, a bag slung over your shoulder. Since you always entered the hotel separately to prevent anyone from seeing you together, you texted Shouta floor and room number of the room you'd be staying in for the next few hours. Unpacking your bag, you placed various items on the nightstand next to the huge bed that was placed in the middle of the room, only the headboard made contact with the wall behind. You stripped down to your underwear, not only was it more comfortable that way, but you also wanted to make sure your clothes were kept clean.

As you were folding the last piece of your clothing, there was a knock on the door. Discarding your pants on the pile of clothes, you opened the door for the man you'd been waiting for, face mostly obscured by the hood he'd pulled far down into his face. You stepped to the side, allowing him to enter the room before closing and locking the door behind him.

The black-haired man removed his hood. He looked tired, but a smile grazed his lips nonetheless. "Good to see you, Aizawa-sensei," you chuckled, a hint of a mocking undertone present in your voice, knowing how much he disliked it, when you addressed him that way. "Cut it," he scoffed, shaking his head.

"Shouta," you grinned, resting your palm against his cheek for a moment, his stubbles tickling your sensitive skin as he nuzzled in, "I've prepared everything. Take your clothes off, tie your hair, and make yourself comfortable on the bed." Without a second thought, he complied to your request.

You couldn't help but keep your eyes focused on him as he revealed his perfectly toned body bit by bit, many old and fresh scars covering his skin. And once again you wondered, just how tough it had to be on him, being a hero and taking part in missions, while also being a teacher and taking care of a bunch of students at the same time. His eyes were always tired and bloodshot from the use of his quirk and the sheer amount of work he had to do, successfully preventing him from getting the rest he needed. Well, he wouldn't get any rest from you today either, but you'd make sure to take good care of him, just like you always did.

Shouta sat down on the bed, fumbling with the rubber band he had placed around his wrist beforehand, securing his long black hair in a messy bun, so it wouldn't interfere with the beautiful agony that you had promised him once again. Resting his head against the headboard, he eyed the assortment of toys you had brought along, refraining from commenting on anything, though.

You grabbed a simple ballgag to start the game the both of you had anticipated all day long. Positioning yourself on top of him, legs placed to either of his sides, you pressed the ball against his calloused lips and, as soon as his mouth opened, pushed it into his mouth. There was no need to tell him what to do anymore at this point. He lifted his head and let you secure the straps behind his head. One good pull and the gag was successfully preventing Shouta from closing his mouth or speaking. "Well done," you praised, something that he usually wouldn't care for too much, but helped him relax in this vulnerable situation. "You do remember how to make me stop at any time, right?" He nodded, tapping your arm three times. It wouldn't matter where he touched you, as long it were three taps against your skin. "Good."

Your hands roamed his chest, pinching his nipples every now and then, while you leaned in to press a few kisses against his jaw. Strangled but soft moans were escaping his throat while he put his arms around you, a proud grin formed on your lips. How much you enjoyed those sounds of pleasure when he was close to being like putty in your hands. Continuing your assault on his sensitive skin, you rolled your hips, his dick twitching against your clothed privates, and all you could do was hum in approval. His grip around you getting tighter, he bucked his hips up. "Uh-uh," you scolded playfully, "I'm in charge, Aizawa-sensei." A grumble left his chest as the only way of protest at hearing that name again, accompanied by a string of saliva seeping out of the corner of his mouth, running past the ballgag between his lips.

"I've brought something new for you today, Shouta," you whispered against his ear, "wanna get rid of that stupid, boring thing there?" His eyes widened in anticipation, and he agreed by firmly nodding his head. You reached behind his head, opening up the strap of the ballgag. Removing the toy from his mouth, you watched in delight how the ball connected to his mouth with a string of saliva before it dripped down his chin and neck. Shouta used this moment to take in a few harsh breaths of air and close his mouth to give his strained facial muscles a short rest.

Changing the ballgag for your new toy, you held it in front of him. "What do you think, Shouta?" You grabbed the little pump that was connected to the roughly penis-shaped inflatable by a tube and gave it a squeeze. Shouta's eyes widened as the toy grew in size. His hands wandered to your tighs, squeezing them lightly to reassure you that he'd be able to take it as he opened up his mouth willingly. You used the small valve to release the air and get the toy back to its original size before slowly inserting it into his mouth. "Relax," you breathed as he accommodated the penis-shaped object. The moment you fastened the straps around his head, his grip on your legs tightened, and a gagging noise could be heard. Leaning back, you admired the sight in front of you. Small tears pricked at the corners of his tired eyes. "You like that, don't you?" Shouta replied with a deep groan, the artificial penis holding down his tongue, tip brushing against his soft palate.

"I need you to lay down," you said softly, removing yourself from sitting on top of him, losing the contact of his calloused fingers against your skin. He slid down to lay onto the bed, the gag pushing against all the right places, causing him to cough, when his head leaned back against the pillow. You traced his abs with your fingertips, soothing him until his coughing fit subsided. He was ready for more. Your fingers wandered to the pump, closing around the air filled ball of rubber and pushing down on it. Shouta's hips bucked upwards, fingers digging into the soft fabric beneath him, as he sharply drew in air through his nose when the silicone expanded like a balloon inside of his mouth cavity, saliva collecting at the corner of his mouth.

You let go of the pump for now, shoving his legs apart and kneeling between them. As your hands caressed his tighs, fingernails lightly scraping against his skin, you could feel him shudder underneath your touch, wiggling around as he yearned for more. "Looks like you're ready, Shouta," you muttered and leaned over to grab one of your latex gloves and a sachet of lube the hotel offered for free, before getting comfortable between his spread legs again. You put on the glove and opened the seal of the little bag, pouring the content over your fingers. The empty sachet got dumped on the floor, and your ungloved hand pushed his tigh back, holding it in place for easier access. Your lubed fingertips rubbed against his entrance, coating the sensitive area in gel. His cock twitched as you playfully dipped an inch of your index finger into him, before retracting it again. "You like that, huh?" You repeated the action a few more times, before sliding your finger in completely. Shouta had his eyes closed, heavily breathing in and out through his nose. "Shouta," you whispered, loosening the grip on his tigh for a moment to reach for the pump, "one more time and I'll reward you." A sound of disapproval stifled by the growing gag erupted from his throat, followed by a strangled cough as you gave the pump a good squeeze. His fingers desperately tucked on the fabric of the sheets underneath him. Your hand wandered back to his tigh to hold it in place, your thumb rubbing small circles against his skin.

As you slowly pulled your index finger back out to add your middle finger to the game, you felt Shouta's hand resting on top of yours. You looked up, smiling as you saw his flushed face. "You're doing great," you reassured him, wiggling your hand free from his grip to guide his calf onto your shoulder. His leg now supported, you took his hand into yours, kissing the calloused skin of his calf.

You leaned your head against his leg, concentrating on what you were about to do. You slipped your index and middle finger between his ring of muscles, watching as the muscles slowly stretched to accommodate both of your fingers. Once inside of him, digits buried to the hilt, you curled your fingers upwards, giving his insides a few experimental strokes before you could feel his prostate. And his stifled moan and the tightening grip on your hand told you that he could feel the pressure of your fingers, too.

His gagging became more violent, he coughed against the inflated silicone part, saliva now freely running down Shouta's chin and neck as you continously rubbed against his prostate, cock twitching between his legs. Glassy eyes shot open wide as he lost control only moments later, cum now decorating his abdomen in milky white strings as the muscles that enveloped your fingers twitched around them. You rested your head against his trembling leg as you slowly pulled your fingers out.

"You're quite the sight for sore eyes, Aizawa-sensei," you teased, taking in the sight in front of you. A few of Shouta's black strands were sticking to his forehead, tired bloodshot eyes looked at you, eyebrows slightly drawn together in annoyance. His chest was heaving heavily as he tried to catch his breath through his nose, and saliva was running down his stubbled chin and neck, already damping the pillow and sheet beneath his head.

You kissed his calf once again before letting go of his hand and helping him to take his leg off of your shoulder. You took off the latex glove, making sure it was inside out, and discarded it on the floor close to the empty sachet before reaching up to finally release Shouta. Opening the valve, you could see how he relaxed as the pressure inside of his mouth decreased. Leaning into him, you unbuckled the strap, slowly pulling the gag out of his mouth. The action was accompanied by a few coughs, and once you had the toy placed on the nightstand, you took a bottle of water you'd placed there prior to Shouta's arrival. Opening the lid, you held it to his lips and slowly lifted the bottle up so he could take a few sips. He laid his hand on your wrist, carefully pushing down on it to signal you that he has had enough.

You took a few sips yourself and closed the bottle before putting it back on the nightstand. Pulling a few tissues out of the box next to the bed, you cleaned up Shouta's chin and neck, followed by the mess on his belly. You leaned in to softly kiss his sweaty forehead. "I'll pack up and leave first," you mumbled, getting up from the bed, picking up the glove and empty sachet from the floor, discarding them together with the tissue in the trash bin closest to the bed. You wordlessly packed your toys into your bag and got fully dressed under Shouta's observing eyes.

You had already reached the door when you heard Shouta's voice. "See you next week?" He sounded hopeful. "Sure. Take care, Shouta," you chuckled and slipped out of the room, closing the door behind you.

[marc--chilton]

Jounin Sensei Kiba?

i didn’t realize this was something i wanted until now

YO HOLD UP KIBA IS APPARENTLY A POLICE OFFICER IN BORUTO??? and a dog breeder but A POLICE OFFICER????????

oh nooo i like both of these ideas....... i’m not sure if kiba would be a good sensei though tbh as much as i like him he’s pretty impulsive but at the same time if the world’s loudest, dumbest ninja (nart) can be ninja president, why can’t kiba be a jounin sensei??

[suntoru]

Ok,so. Can i request Headcanons for Shinso, shoto, Katsuki, eijiro, dabi and shota aizawa (and any other boy you maybe want)with a reader who is extremly insecure about her thighs?

Reader pls fem! and she has big thighs <3

fem! reader who’s insecure about her thighs

a/n: sorry for the wait, love! there’s just a lot going on right now, but here’s your request

⤷ hitoshi shinsou

○ he notices but never pressures you to talk about it

○ you would never wear shorts or skirts, even with the UA uniform, no skin below your hips would be showing

○ okay but why though?

○ it’s like one of his favourite things about you

○ he loves how soft and squishy they are

○ whenever you go out, he always has his hand on your thigh

○ thinks you’re gorgeous no matter what you do, it makes his heart break that you don’t think the same

○ compliments you subtly, or at least tries to

○ slightly concerned that you might try and do something dangerous to yourself, will eventually confront you if it goes too far

“toshi, what are you doing?” you giggle softly. his hands are slightly calloused, a result of his intense training with aizawa-sensei. he’s caressing your upper leg, touch so light it tickles. “nothing, just really love your thighs.” you’re surprised, since it’s one of the things you hate the most about yourself.

“kitty, i adore everything about you, and it breaks my heart to see you don’t feel the same. so let me teach you how to love yourself, if you’ll trust me.”

⤷ shoto todoroki

○ honestly he’s so blunt he doesn’t realize it

○ he’s very perceptive in logical situations, but when it comes to feelings his brain kind of shuts down

○ you never wore anything that showed your legs

○ he assumed that was your style, or that you just didn’t enjoy wearing skirts because of the inconvenience

○ don’t blame him, but like sho baby, please

○ you’ll probably have to tell him

○ he still might not understand, but he’ll try his best for you

○ before you told him, he bought you thigh highs for the UA uniform with endeavor’s his credit card

○ lmfao imagine endeavor looking through his credit bill and seeing this shit

○ when you tell him you can’t wear it he’s just like why

“sho… i can’t wear this.” you frowned. “why not?” he asks, visibly confused. “because my thighs are too… thick. they’ll look weird.” you mumbled, feeling bad your boyfriend wasted his money on something that wouldn’t even look good. tears in your eyes pricked, but you tried not to show it.

“my love, i wish i could protect you so you don’t ever have to feel this way. i know i’m not exactly the best with feelings, …but why don’t we learn to love ourselves together?”

⤷ katsuki bakugo

○ he probably will realize it somewhere down the road of your relationship

○ a bit more perceptive than todoroki

○ whenever you were forced to wear shorts you would always pull them down as far as they’d go

○ thought is was strange and you looked good

○ but of course, his pride and ego got in the way of being able to compliment you

○ one day monoma decided to insult you and call you fat for having enough confidence to wear something different

○ bad decision

○ bakugo starts to curse and threaten him as explosions start to pop

○ it isn’t until you break down about it that he’s like ‘oh fuck i should go help my s/o’

“shit y/n, stop crying.” he growls. but his anger isn’t directed at you, it’s that bastard monoma. you finally chose to wear some shorts because it was really hot that day, but of course, you ran into that class 1-B asshole.

“dumbass, don’t listen to that damn extra. tch, you looked… okay.”

⤷ eijiro kirishima

○ he doesn’t understand why you would hate any part of yourself

○ like he thinks you’re perfect and can’t see you any other way

○ it kind of breaks his heart to see you insult yourself, even if you try and make a joke out of it

○ he frowns every single time you do it, not that you notice

○ will enthusiastically compliment you even if you barely made a difference

○ baby steps

○ also loves your thighs and how thick they are

○ always smiles whenever you wear a skirt or shorts and praises you

○ if anyone dares to look at you the wrong way you bet he’ll give them the fight they’re looking for

“i wish my wallet was as thick as my thighs.” you half-joked, trying to crack a smile from your boyfriend. kirishima frowns. he doesn’t like the way you talk to yourself, even though you always try to cover it up.

“pebble, don’t talk to yourself like that. every part of you is manly, and i love your thighs the most.”

⤷ dabi

○ loves to imprint his name on your upper leg

○ he also loves to make fun of them in a joking manner, but if it makes you uncomfortable he’ll stop

○ smiles whenever you sit on his lap

○ massages the fat of your thigh with one of his hands while the other is around your shoulders

○ catches you measuring your thighs

○ he might know that you’re insecure about it or that you’re hiding something

○ won’t confront you, just lets you do your thing

○ he doesn’t know how to tell you that he loves you and that you shouldn’t be self-conscious

○ whenever you wear a dress he’s gonna be cocky as hell

“doll, why are you measuring your legs? are you flexing on me right now?” he asks in a teasing voice, but there are only tears in your eyes. “t-they’re too big… i hate them.”

“i was only teasing, baby. and besides, you look fucking sexy in that.”

⤷ shota aizawa

○ he just rests his head on your legs

○ he’s found his new pillow and will take naps in the worst possible moments

○ like he’s supposed to be teaching his class but nope you’re both stuck there until he decides to wake up

○ it’s kind of cute but inconvenient

○ he loves how soft they are and how comfy they are for his head

○ aside from that, he loves to randomly draw shapes and patterns everywhere

○ he’s addicted please help this man

○ honestly didn’t realize until you told him you were probably suffocating him

“shota, get off! i’m probably choking you.” you whined, but it fell on deaf ears. “who cares.” he mumbled, tired and sleepy. but the moment you mumbled something about disliking your thighs his eyes sprung open.

“kitten, every part of you is equally as beautiful. i love you and your soft thighs, so please be quiet and let me sleep.”

[ragewerthers]

A Man, A Menace And A Massage

Summary: After a tough day of training Megumi is feeling a little worse for wear, but perhaps his caring and doting boyfriend can help make him feel just a little bit better?

Or... he can be an absolute menace.

A/n: Merry Belated Squealing Santa @lovelynim! :D I'm your stand in Squealing Santa writer and I hope that you enjoy this fic! You gave me so many fantastic prompts for sweet Itadori and Megumi that I decided that I was going to use them all! The prompts were:

1) Oh? You are ticklish here? You mean right *here*?

2) A "massage", but the lee can't stop giggling and the ler wonders why

3) Ah, your feet/arms got stuck? Let me "help" you

4) You. Ten seconds to run. Now.

5) "Tickle monster? What nonsense are you talking about? I hope that the year has been treating you well and I hope that you enjoy the shenanigans I wrote for these two! And thank you again to @hypahticklish for hosting this years event! You've done an amazing job and I appreciate all the hard work you put into it! :D

Word Count: 2708

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Did Gojo Sensei really have to go that hard?

No.

Well… yes… but also no.  But that was beside the point!

Itadori’s precious boyfriend was suffering!  He was in pain!  He was only hanging on by a thread to this mortal coil! “Oi, Itadori… stop looking at me like that.  It’s just a pulled muscle in my shoulder,” Megumi cut in through the haze of Yuji’s thoughts as he literally saw his pink haired menace staring at him like he was getting ready to take his last breath.

“But you said you’re hurt!  You never say you’re in pain!” Itadori interjected from his spot on the opposite end of the sofa.  A place he had been banished to after attempting to feed Megumi his dinner.  Which would’ve been all well and good had it not been hot ramen.

A man can only get slapped in the face with boiling noodles so many times before he has to choose his safety over severe third degree burns.

“I said that I was ‘sore’, Yuji.  It’s a common occurrence when your teacher is a… well… a Gojo,” Megumi said with a little shake of his head, instantly regretting the movement as he tensed and let out a little growl of pain.

Itadori was instantly by his side, completely disregarding the cushion barrier Megumi had erected after the ramen incident.

“Fushiguro?!  Are you okay?!  Do you need water?  A doctor?  Should I call an ambulan-mmpfth!”

The cushion of his fallen wall helped Megumi to quell Itadori’s spiral into madness as he quickly pressed it to his boyfriend's face.

“Yuji… I’m going to remove this pillow and when I do, I want you to be calm, cool and collected for me, okay?  I’m fine.  It’s a muscle that’s just being difficult.  A hot shower, a little rest and I’ll be good as new.  Okay… the pillows dropping in 3…2…1…..” 

Slowly, Megumi lowered the pillow and instantly regretted it as he was met with the saddest puppy dog eyes he’d ever seen.

“No.  No, Yuji, not the look.  You know that’s unfair,” Megumi tried to dissuade as he watched the intensity of the stare grow.

“I just want to make sure you’re really alright, Fushiguro.  Please?  Is there anything I can do?  I don’t like knowing you’re in pain and that there’s something I could be doing but you’re not letting me.”

Megumi could already feel the flush starting to climb up his neck and reach his ears as he listened to the absolutely sincere concern in his boyfriend’s voice.

What was worse is that he knew that Itadori was well aware that he was on the precipice of cracking.

“Come on, Fushiguro… let me help you?”

Damn Itadori and his sweetness!  For a man literally turned into a vessel for pure evil, how was Itadori just so… good?

With a deep sigh, Megumi knew that he had no choice but to accept some help.  Maybe this could actually be beneficial?

“Okay.  But!” he said quickly as he saw the bright grin instantly return to Itadori’s face and watched his boyfriend's energy level spike up to 100.  “No more feeding me, no babying me and please, no more treating me like you’re about to light some incense for me.  Got it?”

Itadori quickly nodded at all the conditions and stood up, offering his hand to his boyfriend.

Quirking an eyebrow, the dark haired sorcerer carefully took the offered help as he stood from the couch  “I can see the wheels turning, Itadori.  What are you planning?” he asked carefully, earning himself a chuckle in return.

“I was thinking about it and I know what I could do to help you.  It would allow me to stay close and look after you without coddling you,” he said as he began to lead them toward Fushiguro’s bedroom.  “I think a nice massage would be just the ticket for getting your muscles to start to relax.  Many athletes find that it's nice to get one after a heavy workout.”

“Or if your Sensei has handed your ass to you over… and over… and over again,” Megumi mumbled, though a small smile was already lifting up the corners of his lips as he followed Itadori.

This might not be so bad.

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Oh god… it was so bad.

Megumi could feel his sanity slowly slipping away as he lay there on his bed, his arms cradled under a pillow so he could rest his head comfortably while Itadori sat carefully on his thighs..

Now all of those were well and good and to be perfectly honest, the massage had started out amazing!

Itadori had made sure that Megumi was comfortably settled on his stomach, that he had all the pillows he needed, that he didn’t feel too much pressure as Itadori settled on him.

Then the massage itself started and oh…  

Itadori’s hands were careful and precise.  Soothing along the planes of his shoulder blades, finding knots and working them out.  Letting his fingers massage along his spine  and down to his lower back where he hadn’t realized he’d also been feeling some soreness.

All in all, the first ten minutes had been so utterly pleasant that Megumi wondered why he hadn’t asked Yuji to do this sooner.

But then, Itadori’s fingers had strayed a little too close to his sides, right where his lower ribs were, and Megumi had flinched.

And sweet Itadori.  He thought it was an area that needed extra attention.

“Oh!  Fushiguro!  This must be when Gojo Sensei sent you into the bushes!  Here… take a few deep breaths and I’ll get those aches worked out!”

Now here Megumi lay, trying with all of his will power not to make a sound or a movement that would let Itadori on to a very well kept secret.

Megumi Fushigoru was ticklish.

Every pass of Itadori’s fingers along his lower ribs only made Megumi tense more, his face buried into his pillow as he fought the far too embarrassing sounds attempting to escape him.

“Megumi, you are really tense here!  This isn’t even as bad as your shoulder was!” Itadori said lightly, as he let his thumbs begin to rub what he thought were soothing circles into the backs of Megumi’s ribs.

What Itadori was really doing was creating a new level of torture unknown by mankind until this point in history!

“You’ve also gone really quiet, Megumi,” Itadori asked, an extra little squeeze to his sides making the sorcerer flinch again as a slightly high pitched whine escaped him.  “Was that a good squeak or a bad squeak?”

Megumi shook his head, knowing that if he answered there would be no back tracking and saving himself.

“Well,” Itadori mused, sounding slightly confused as he let his fingers settle somewhere near Megumi’s hips for the moment.  “I’m gonna assume that things are still okay since you haven’t bucked me off yet.  But I think you’re really starting to loosen up now!  You don’t feel so tense!  And I think I know why.”

Megumi had taken the small reprieve to try and rebuild his iron will like he had tried to build his cushion pillow wall earlier.  “W-Why do you think that is, Yuji?” he asked, his voice still slightly unsteady to his own ears, but hopefully it was something Yuji wouldn’t pick up on.

“Because I think I’ve found the spot that holds all your tension and once we work it out you’ll feel good as new!” Yuji said, sounding proud and excited all at once.  “It’s right here!”

Without any warning, Yuji’s hands moved up and gave a few quick squeezes against Megumi’s lower ribs.

Three things happened in an instant.

First… Megumi’s poor body, completely unprepared for the sensation, instantly flailed as a wild cackle escaped him.  His iron will completely collapsing, much like his pillow wall had.

Second… Itadori’s hands ceased their movement and quickly moved from where they had momentarily been resting against the warm skin of his boyfriend's sides.

And third… the room fell into an almost deafening silence as both parties attempted to process what had just happened.

“..... OH!” Itadori’s shout of recognition startled poor Megumi as he already began attempting to shimmy his way out from under the man, trying to dislodge his arms from under the pillow.

“No!  Itadori!  Don’t you da-AHARE!” Megumi instantly collapsed back onto the bed as he felt ten evil fingers scribbling up his sides and over his ribs, drawing out ridiculous giggles that he had been fighting for far too long.

“So this is why you’ve been so tense and quiet throughout the whole massage!” Yuji laughed, gently testing out different spots now that he had connected all the dots.

“St-Stahahahap!  I cahan’t hehelp that I-I’m tihihi….. tihihic…. AH!  S-Sensitihihihihiive there!” Fushiguro squeaked out, his cheeks already blushing as he attempted and failed to say that terrible word.

Facing curses was a piece of cake.

Saying the word ‘tickle’?  Now that was a true challenge.

Sadly for Megumi, this seemed to be a little extra fuel to add to the fire that had taken hold of his mischievous boyfriend.

“Oh? You’re ticklish here? You mean right here?” Yuji cooed, his fingers now vibrating against Megumi’s upper ribs where they had slowly been migrating to.  He’d managed to slither his way down from sitting on Fushiguro’s legs to easily laying on him, allowing him to keep his boyfriend in place as he continued to explore his vulnerable sides.

The ticklish touch made Megumi snort loudly as ridiculous laughter instantly escaped him, his arms trying to come down where they were currently trapped under his pillow no thanks to Yuji’s past kindness of wanting to make him comfortable and his new evilness at trapping him between the bed and his body.

“Yehehehehes! I’m tihih…. tiihihicklish there y-you bahahahastard!” Megumi cried out through his laughter, the quick vibrations against his upper ribs sending electric ticklish jolts racing through his body.

Yuji chuckled at the sweet noise, basking in the sounds of his boyfriend laughing so freely and openly in a way he never thought he’d get to see.  “Awww, no need for such words, Fushiguro!  Look at how happy this is making you!  And look at that blush!” Yuji cooed against Megumi’s quickly reddening ears, making the poor man shiver and try to bat the other man’s face away. Unfortunately this was only a reminder of his poor arms being pinned out in front of him under his own pillow and his terrible boyfriend.

It was also a reminder to Itadori that he was going to be able to tease his sweet boyfriend for just a little bit longer without fear of being batted away.

“Ah, your arms got stuck? Let me help you then, Megumi,” Yuji said softly, letting his fingers lightly scribble upwards till they were just nestled under Megumi’s armpits. 

Megumi instantly jolted at the soft touch to what he knew was his worst spot, his head shaking back and forth as frantic giggles bubbled up out of his chest and his legs kicked out frantically behind him.

“D-Don’t you dahahahare, Itadori!  I swehehehar you’ll regrehehehet this!” he warned, though he knew that his threats were falling on deaf ears as he heard the man hum above him.  Then he felt an exploratory little flutter of Yuji’s fingertips against his death spot and he snorted as he tried and failed to bring his arms down once more.

“Hmm… I think this might be where you’re stuck?  Let me see if I can’t untangle you,” Itadori teased before instantly beginning to spider all over the completely vulnerable area, only just staying in place as Megumi squirmed wildly before falling into the most hysterical laughter yet.

“OH GAHAHAHAD!  NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE!” Megumi cried out, his poor armpits absolutely defenseless against the ridiculous tickling of his boyfriend.  He tried to rock side to side to dislodge his menace, but Itadori stayed put, applying more pressure in the center of his armpits or right under the hollows near his upper ribs, always keeping the other sorcerer guessing and driving Megumi crazy with laughter. “What?  What was that, Megumi?” Itadori giggled, a bright smile on his face as he began to massage deep circles into the middle of Fushiguro’s armpits, making the man buck and snort like some sort of rodeo animal underneath him.

“TIHIHIHIHICKLES!” Megumi cackled, tears of mirth in his eyes as more laughter exploded out of him and leaving him unable to make a sentence any more succinct than that.  “YAHAHOU MAHAHAHAONSTER!”

"Huh?  What did you say?  Tickle monster? What nonsense are you talking about?" Itadori teased, unable to help using that word again and blowing a light raspberry against the side of Megumi’s neck, drawing out what could only be described as the world's most adorable squeal.

And with that noise now permanently etched in Itadori’s heart and memory he fell into his own heavy laughter, his fingers stopping their relentless attack as he rolled off his boyfriend to lay beside him.

As soon as he felt the weight of his boyfriend off of him and those evil, evil hands away from his worst spot, Megumi quickly pulled his arms down, curling in on himself as residual giggles continued to escape him and his tears of laughter still clung to his eyelashes.

The worst part of it all was that even though this had been a completely and utterly uncalled for attack… Megumi could honestly say he felt looser and more relaxed than he had in a long time.

Glancing over at his boyfriend, he could see that Itadori was still caught up in his own laughter at having gotten Megumi to make such a ridiculous noise thanks to something as simple as a raspberry.

Shaking his head as he continued to catch his breath, Megumi reached over and nudged the other man's shoulder, trying not to laugh along with Yuji’s infectious giggling.

“Oi!  It wasn’t that funny you monster!” he tried to chide, but that only seemed to urge on Itadori’s laughing fit.

“Ohoho my gahahad, Megumihihi!” Itadori cackled, covering his mouth as he laughed at the memory of that sweet sound still replaying in his head.  “Thahahat…. wahahas so c-cute!”

Megumi was now blushing for a whole other reason and rolled his eyes fondly.  “Well I hope you enjoyed yourself because that is the last time you are ever giving me a massage or catching me off guard like that again,” he warned playfully, watching as Yuji slowly began to calm down.

“Awww!  Don’t be like that, Megumi-kun!  You have the most wonderful laugh and it would be a shame never to hear it again!” Itadori cooed, making Megumi blush at his words though the smile still remained on his lips.

“I swear, you are without a doubt an absolute menace and I hope you know that I will be getting my revenge, Itadori,” Megumi warned, a playfully evil smile slowly emerging as he watched Yuji shift a little nervously.

“B-But… but I was just helping!  Besides… I’m… I’m not ticklish.”

“Oh?”

“Really!  It wouldn’t be worth trying!  Besides… what about your arm?  Aren’t you still sore?”

As they spoke, Megumi had already started to shift closer as Itadori tried to carefully inch his way back and off the bed.

But never let it be said that Megumi isn’t a man who plays fair.

“You. Ten seconds to run. Now.”

Itadori was off the mattress in a flash, the sound of his footsteps already sounding like a distant echo as Megumi sat up and swung his legs over the edge of the bed.

The smile that still remained on Megumi’s face was all the proof he needed that Itadori’s actions had honestly been as beneficial to him as he had thought, though he hadn’t quite anticipated how he would achieve it.

Standing up, he rolled his neck, feeling the stiffness all but gone from his muscles.

And now that he felt so invigorated, it was definitely time to give Itadori a taste of his own medicine.

“TEN!  Here I come, you menace!” he called out, racing out of his room to give chase to his ridiculous, wonderful, kind-hearted mischievous tickle monster of a boyfriend.