#finally wrote something! look at that! small victory but I'll take it :'D

[azuregiggles]

Spontaneous Sanji HC!?

This is about fluffy tickling, if that's not for you kindly keep scrollin ty :D

Art/fic where Sanji is down and sour / sleep deprived and Robin decides to cheer him up /tire him out by tickling him as she does luffy and chopper.

The different spots and teases bring back memories of him being cheered up via tickles throughout his years with his mom and zeff.

Robin tickles his ears and it brings back memories of his mom cheering him up when he drops something he made for her (again) and she blows raspberries on his cheeks and nibbles on his ears. "Don't worry, I'll eat your giggles instead~ they're so so sweet~"

Robin tickles his neck and he recalls his mother twirling a pretty feather he brought her across his chin and neck. "Do you think this can help me find your smile?"

Robin tickles his sides and he recalls Zeff accidentally discovering how ticklish he was and begins using it to punish him for his snarky ways. "Why so jumpy, I hardly touched ye? Are you bruised or something?" The geezer inspected his wounds until he was interrupted by squeaky laughter.

His ribs bring back memories of being with Zeff not too long after rescue when his ribs only showed a little bit and Zeff decided to count them (croneing on and on about how he thought the brat had lost one during their time on the rock) as payback for Sanji calling him an old bastard. After all, hit the kid and he comes back swingin, tickle him to pieces and he learns his lesson fast.

And lastly his stomach is a particularly fond spot for his memory as zeff caught the kid snooping in his room one day; when asked what he was searching for the little brat replied "what kind of shitty pirate were you? You don't even have a treasure map! Shitty old man!" And zeff, in a particularly vengeful but amused mood told Sanji that the map was on his little blonde head and poked him in the brow "are you senile already? The hell is that supposed to mean?" Zeff smirked and scooped up the rowdy boy, placing him on the bed. He replied "I'll show ya, see? Your brow is the map, it starts up here-" he tickled Sanji's ribs on one side, earning loud squeals and swears "and it trails off down and around like this~" he scribble, scritched, and squeezed and ticklish swirl around the boy's midriff ending at his bellybutton and digging in around it. Shrill screams and boyish laughter rang throughout the room as the assault continued "see? Now that's treasure." Not that sanji could hear.

Robin leaves a sleepy cook to reminisce upon the kitchen floor, a blanket over his body and a genuine smile upon his face, he finally gets some rest.

Sorry if it's out of character at all but it's my head and these are it's cannons ty for reading

[bia-wayne-west]

Stolen kiss – Wally West

Synopsis: You are Wally's tutor of English literature, because you were in need of money to buy a dress. Iris would buy the dress if you helped Wally get a B+ in school. Wally realizes he has a crush on you and decides to steal a kiss from you

Characters: Wally West, Barry Allen, Íris West and Reader [Touch]

Warnings: None.

A / N: Sorry for the mistakes in English, I wrote this in a few minutes and I didn't have time to correct the words. I'm a Latin girl and I'm still learning English. Sorry.

I'm watching YJ and I'm completely in love with Wally's cuteness and how he becomes an idiot around girls. Lol. I hope you like my fic.

Requests are open

Masterlist

[I imagine Wally is like that. Ginger, beautiful and cute.]

Wally West was never good at English literature. He always got C- or D, and that wasn't pleasing Batman or Aunt Iris. Batman decided that all members of Youth Justice should do well at school and get at least one B- at school to stay at YJ.

Your mother is best friend of Iris West and she commented to Iris about how you got A + in every class. Iris offered you $ 400 to teach her nephew and you agreed, since you needed $ 400 to buy a dress for your sister's wedding.

You went to Iris' house and Barry opened the door, a handsome blond man who was trying to be funny. You struggled to laugh after he told the third boring joke.

Iris called you to introduce Wally. You smiled when you saw the red-haired boy with pink cheeks and freckles on his face. He seemed to be cute and funny. Wally stammered when greeting you and you smiled at the scene. Wally wondered if you could hear his heart beat as fast as he could run.

— Wally, this is Y / N. She's my friend's daughter and will be your tutor. — Iris said, with a beautiful smile. She was so beautiful with red hair and bright eyes. Barry, her husband was a very lucky man.

— Hi, Wally. - You said, placing your backpack on the kitchen chair. You approached the boy and held out the hand that was taken by Wally's hand. He squeezed your hand slightly and you could have sworn he vibrated with the contact. — In the coming weeks, I will make you love English Literature.

— Ahh... — He said, trying to find words. — I'm good in other classes but I don't see anything interesting in English Literature.

— When we study Shakespeare, you will be confused at first but then you will love every word and poetry. - You said, trying to sound sweet and sincere.

— Y / N, do you want to have a drink or do you want to go to Wally's room to study? — Barry asked, entering the kitchen holding a shopping bag.

— Thank you, Mr. Allen, but I already had lunch. If Wally wants, we can start now. — You questioned Wally, who was looking at you as if you were a goddess and did not hear what you said. — Wally?

— What? — He asked, looking scared to you.

— Do you want to drink something or do you want to go to your room to study?

— To my room? — He said, it seemed that you spoke Greek. You giggled, grabbing your backpack from the chair and walking over to the redhead.

You put your hand on Wally's shoulder and squeezed it lightly. He was even more ashamed.

— Can you show me where your room is? My backpack is heavy and I have to be home before 7 pm.

— Of course. My room is upstairs. — He said, finally leaving the kitchen and heading towards the house stairs.

You followed the redhead, with your backpack on your back. Iris's house was large and there were several rooms. You followed Wally into a room with the blue door, that was full of band stickers and a big “DO NOT ENTER”.

The inside of the room was gray and had a double bed with a Simpsons sheet. A bookcase was full of comic books and teen books.

A black desk had an expensive computer and a gaming chair. You thought he spends the day playing video games. He turned on his bedroom television on a cartoon channel.

— Wally, I came to teach you English Literature and not to watch cartoons. — Your voice was in a high tone, showing that you were angry. Your body sat on the redhead's bed and started taking some books out of his bag. Wally also sat on the bed and you started teaching him some things about poetry.

(...)

It had been three weeks since you went to Wally's house every day to be his tutor. He was very hardworking and always looked at you with bright eyes. You were lying on Wally's bed while he read a poem he wrote about his favorite video game. As soon as he finished quoting the poem, you applauded him. He was learning fast.

— It's great, Wally. You'll get an A. — You celebrated, getting up from the bed and giving the redhead a hug. He stood and did not return the hug. He was always blushed next to you.

Did you ever hear Barry make a joke when Wally blushed when you said the boy was cute. You were so embarrassed by Barry's comment that you stopped looking at Wally's uncle.

It was only a week before Wally's grades arrived and you stopped being Wally's tutor. He looked sad that you wouldn't be going to his house anymore.

— Wally, I can come here to spend time with you, if you want. Can we be friends. — You said, still hugging the boy.

— I don't want to be your friend.

— Did I do something you didn't like? It's okay if you don't like me. If you get an A in English Literature I will be very happy.

Wally looked you in the eye for a few seconds. Your mouth opened to say something but you were stopped. Wally's lips beat against your lips. The redhead's hands went so quickly to your waist that you wondered if it was human speed.

You looked scared at the boy when he stopped kissing you. His cheeks were as red as his red hair. You let out a breath before you speak again

— Wally, what did you do?

— I like you, Y / N. You are so beautiful and cool, when you smiled at me, I felt my legs shake and it was like in the movies when a beautiful girl walks into the room. — He said, with his hands shaking in an odd way, they seemed to be vibrating. He was smiling like a fool and his lips had a bit of your MAC gloss.

— I don't know what to say, Wally. You are so cute and kind, I thought you were just being nice to me.

— Y / N, you are so amazing that all the guys in the world wanted to go on a date with you. - He said, still with the stupid smile on his face.

— And do you want to be the guy who is going on a date with me? I heard that an ice cream shop opened near my house, I think it would be a good idea to have an ice cream in the afternoon. — You said, running a hand through your hair while looking at the floor in Wally's room.

— Of course, it will be an honor to eat ice cream with you. — The red-haired boy said, taking your hand.

— I will let Iris know that you are taking me home. I bet your Uncle Barry is going to make a joke about it. — You said, ashamed. You picked up your bag and collected the books with Wally's help.

You went down the stairs, listening to Iris talking to Barry about putting a sprinter in the garden. When she saw you and the boy coming down the stairs, she smiled.

— Have you finished studying? Wally's teacher said he was doing great. Thank you, Y/N.

- Wally worked hard to learn. He will get a good grade. - You said, adjusting the bag strap on the shoulder.

— I will take Y / N home. - Wally said. Did you hear Barry hold a smile.

— It's a great idea, Wally. It is dangerous for a pretty girl to walk alone after 5 pm. — Iris spoke, while mixing a cake batter. — If you want to wait, I'll make a delicious banana cake.

— Sure, Mrs. Allen. All the cakes you make are incredible.

— Thanks for the compliment, dear. — Iris asked you to butter a cake pan so that she could bake the cake batter. — You are such a sweet and kind girl. I'd love I would love it if you and Wally were together.

You blushed and looked at the floor. Barry laughed and squeezed Wally's shoulder.

You helped Iris make the icing on the cake and make coffee. After you had a piece of cake and watched Wally and Barry eat 6 pieces each, you decided it was time to go home.

After you said goodbye to Iris and Barry, Wally walked beside you to your home. He looked nervous and he had a beautiful smile that made your stomach full of butterflies.

At some point along the way, you decided to hold Wally's hand. The red-haired boy was shaking and sweating. He was so cute.

As soon as you got home, you smiled at the boy.

— Thank you for accompanying me home. — You said, still holding Wally's hand. The boy looked at you intently and seemed to want to tell you something. Before he said anything, you leaned over and placed a small kiss on the redhead's soft lips.

Wally returned the kiss quickly. His hands went to his waist and his hands went to the boy's red hair. The kiss was so good.

As soon as his lips came off, he stroked your hair and gave you a bright smile. You gave the redhead a hug before walking to your front door.

— Come pick me up at 7:30 pm to have the ice cream.

Wally waited for you go into your house to do a victory dance. He checked that no one was looking and used his speedster speed to get home.

That was the beginning of your love story with Wally West.