#ler!Mikumo

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World Trigger HC

With our dear Tamakoma 2

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Yuma Kuga

The guy is a menace! After Osamu showed him tickling he had been A strong opponent due to his strength and use of words he’d definitely make snarky remarks about his Lee and fluster them to no end thanks to Osamu who had shown him some very evil tricks and some Yuma has from Jin.

As a Lee I feel like he’d be squirming all over the place but after you crack him and the laughter starts flowing out of him he’s a goner! His worst spot would be something like the back of his knee and spine, third worst would probably be his shin- he’s his shin you read correctly, it’s an underrated spot just like the arms but soft scribbled got one weakening in seconds!

Aside from these Yuma knows the most about Hyuse- yet it’s also the other way around so when these two are having a Tickle fight anyone that’s around should flee as soon as possible or they might be next!

Chika Amatori

Chika girl was the second to know about Hyuse and Yuma being ticklish when she had accidentally found them sparring in the training rooms.

The girl is an evil ler, her usual quiet and seemingly unsure being will turning into a full fledged tickle monster! She will use baby talk and use anything against her Lee. Chika will still be very careful to not make anything uncomfortable but she will make sure you get the lesson you deserve.

As a Lee she is weak to teases and just like Hyuse she looses strength when tickled and still she’ll try to squirm and shoo your fingers away.

Osamu Mikumo

Captain! Hehe Osamu is an experienced ler and is especially scary for his team since he knows their strengths and weaknesses very well. The boy will do many sneak attacks since he’s about the weakest in the group. Each time he needs to think of a new method, leaving his lees guessing.

As a Lee he’s practically helpless if he doesn’t manage to activate his ‘non ticklishness’ but when you already got him squirming and trying not to laugh it’s not worthless for him. Osamu wont just take the tickles though no no! He will try to fight back and try to see it as training

Hyuse

Hyuse I feel like he wouldn’t know about tickling until Yuma introduced him to it. As a Ler he’s a strong opponent, although he finds it rather childish (because he’s embarrassed about his own ticklishness) he won’t back down from wrecking Yuma or Yotaro when they get on his nerves. He only tickles others if he has no other option or if they’re extra noisy or nervous that day.

As a Lee he’d decline his ticklishness and through the wrecking he’d try to fight but the poor boys worst spots are his waist and the spot between his ribs and armpits. He’s hard to crack but even a surprise attack has him in stitches in just a few seconds.

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WIRE STRATEGY IS SO ELITE BUT WIRE TICKLES AHAHAHAHAAAAHSHSHXVVDBDBDJSJSJJSJDDNNXNXBXBDJSJJSJDJXNDDN IM LOSING MY MIND

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straight up ugly cryinf lets friggeen go YUMAS THE CUTEST LEE OAKY HOW FARE YOU MAKE HIM SO CUTE IM CRYING

I NEEDF THE KEY ONLY BC OF YOU AND YOUR CUTE WRITINF IM GONNA GO INSANE AAAAAAAAAAAA

AND THAT LAST PART IS SO GENIUS HHHBGNFHNGNGNHHHHGHH YUMA TRYING TO GET OUT BUT HES STILL TRSPPEDS BROOOOOO I CANT EVEN VERBALLY SPEAK CHOERENTLY ANYTHING THAT COMES OUT OF MY MOUTH IS JUST GARBLES DBHDHDJSJSHD

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Little Wires Everywhere (World Trigger)

Summary: Osamu doesn't believe Yuma has actually been caught by his wire trap and decides to test if he's faking it by tickling him.

A/N: I've wanted to write another World Trigger fic for a while, and I decided to share this one today in honor of the Season 3 finale! I also purposely didn't list this on my "What's Brewing?" page so I could surprise a certain @skribblz~ Enjoy! ^^

Word Count: 1,125

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Osamu Mikumo never thought he’d see the day. He straightened with surprise, staring at his friend Yuma Kuga, who was currently strung up and trapped in a mess of wires – Osamu’s wires – in the middle of an empty street in one of their practice rooms, his feet dangling above the ground.

“Looks like you got me,” Yuma said, acting as though he wasn’t at all bothered or surprised.

Osamu didn’t buy it. “Are you sure?”

Yuma tugged on the wires wrapped around his arms experimentally. He didn’t move very far. “Pretty sure.”

Yuma Kuga had actually been caught like a fly in a spider’s web…because of Osamu’s wire trap? Usually they could see each other’s traps set up, but because they were sparring they’d turned that function off. Still, Yuma was the most skilled fighter Osamu had ever known. There was no way he’d actually managed to trip up his friend…right?

“Can you really not get out?” he asked, approaching warily.

“Not without cutting myself free. But we’re not using blades or bullets, so yeah. I’m stuck.” Yuma sensed Osamu’s astonishment and gave him a smile. “You’re improving more than you give yourself credit for, Osamu.”

“What if you struggled really hard?” the ravenette inquired, still uncertain. “You’re physically strong, too. Can you wiggle free if you really try to?”

Yuma began to kick and pull at the wires around his arms and legs, bouncing up and down and moving slightly but ultimately unable to free his limbs whatsoever. “I’m pretty sure you got me, Osamu. I can cut myself loose, but that’s against the rules.”

Osamu blinked at him. He couldn’t believe it. There had to be some kind of mistake. Yuma had to be humoring him; there was no way he couldn’t actually break free.

Suddenly he became aware of the opportunity that had been laid before him, and any worries he had about Yuma’s faking it vanished as he smirked, a new idea taking form. He strolled forward, still slightly on guard, until he was directly in front of his strung-up friend.

“I know how to find out if you’re being serious,” he said, raising his hands and wiggling his fingers teasingly.

Yuma’s eyes widened in surprise, but all he did in response was break into a beaming smile. “Bring it on. I can take it.”

“For a while,” Osamu conceded. He brought his fingers to Yuma’s sides and scribbled lightly. “But we’ll see what happens when you can’t take any more.”

The smaller boy dissolved into giggles, hardly squirming at all as his friend’s fingers danced up and down his sides and ribs, scratching between the grooves, raking across his belly. Yuma’s smile was wide and genuine. Osamu knew he enjoyed being tickled to an extent, but he had his limits just like everyone else. All he had to do was wear him out. Then he’d learn whether he’d truly managed to capture the clearly superior fighter.

“Not bothering you, huh?” Osamu teased, already knowing the answer.

“Thihihihihis is fuhuhuhuhuhun!” Yuma replied through his snickers, still hardly trying to get away at all. He seemed more than content to let it happen for the moment.

Osamu smirked, bringing a hand down to gently squeeze Yuma’s kneecap, drawing a startled squawk out of the smaller boy. “I’ll break you down eventually.”

“O-Osahahahahamu…!” The white-haired soldier’s giggles morphed into gentle laughter, beginning to squirm in the wires for real now. But he still didn’t protest.

The team captain knew from past experience that Yuma’s knees were a particularly bad spot, and squeezing around and just above the kneecaps was absolutely killer for him eventually. Even with as much as his friend enjoyed this playful treatment, he’d give in quickly if he focused on this spot with any kind of persistence.

He grabbed both unprotected knees and squeezed more firmly.

Yuma let out a noise that was close to a squeal, tossing his head back and exploding into loud laughter, struggling against the wires despite himself. As before, he bounced around and caused the makeshift restraints to tremble a little, but they held.

“Ready to submit yet?” Osamu teased. He knew teasing didn’t really affect Yuma too much, but in a situation like this he simply couldn’t help himself. As fun as he knew it was for his teammate, it was just as fun for him to watch him lose control of himself and laugh and squirm around – as much as he could, anyway.

Yuma shook his head through his cackles, though his efforts to pull his knees away from his friend were growing more frantic by the minute.

Osamu decided now was a good time to reach around and scribble against the undersides of them.

“Ehehehehehehahahahahaha nohohohohohohohoho!” Yuma shrieked, laughter turning hysterical, his efforts to escape legitimate now more than ever. “Osahahahahahahamu!”

The ravenette watched his friend with growing fascination and astonishment. It was obvious he was growing desperate and trying hard to get away, but the wires continued to hold him despite that. If Yuma had been faking it, he’d have gotten free by now.

Osamu had really, honestly trapped him with his wires. The proof was right before his eyes, and he still could hardly believe it.

“GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA OSAMU!!” Yuma suddenly exploded into a fit of frantic laughter, blades shooting from his arms to cut himself free on pure instinct. The top half of him started to fall to the ground, but he caught himself just in time with a shield, propping himself up in an awkward, half-lying down position with his legs still trapped.

Osamu couldn’t help it. He grinned mischievously, then dug into the undersides of both of Yuma’s knees.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” Yuma’s shield fizzled out and he toppled down the rest of the way, his back on the ground while his legs were still stuck in the web of wires, immobilized and helpless against the captain’s tickling. “OKAY OKAY STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!”

Osamu ceased as he was asked, knowing Yuma only said stop when he really meant it. He used his bullets to free his friend from the rest of the wires, allowing him to collapse on the ground completely, gasping for breath and still giggling a little bit.

“Ahahare you…convinced nohohow?” Yuma asked him, pushing himself up to a sitting position, grinning up at the victor of this match. “Captain?”

“Yeah, I’m convinced. Totally stunned, but convinced.” Osamu offered him a hand and pulled him to his feet. “You must have really been desperate if you broke the rules like that.”

“You went for my worst spot. What else could I do?”

“You could have begged me to show mercy.”

Yuma Kuga smirked at him. “I don’t beg.”

Osamu grinned right back. “I know. So, want to go another round?”