#he returns

[skelemoonz]

Neglecting him

[professorsparklepants]

Unfortunately my circus unfortunately my monkeys.

[megumiluvv]

When Uncle Sukuna visits again, you open your door at lunch time to an upset Yuji, an adorable angry expression on his tiny little face.

“Hiya, Yuji, what’s up?” You laugh a little and let the kid into your apartment.

“I’m hungry but I don’t want my uncle’s cooking… he burns everything and doesn’t know how to cook how I like.”

“Oh, you want my cooking?”

“Yeah…”

You smile and sit Yuji down in your couch and turn on his cartoons while you cook his favorite lunchtime meal.

As you’re cooking, Sukuna walks into your apartment, looking at you and smirking.

“You’re like a housewife, are you sure you and that nephew of mine aren’t together?”

“Uncle! You have to knock!” Yuji frowns at the sight of Sukuna.

“Don’t tell me what to do, brat.”

Yuji pokes his tongue out at his uncle and hides between your legs as Sukuna scowls at the kid. You just laugh and shake your head as you finish cooking for Yuji and give him the food. Yuji eats as Sukuna talks with you.

“You never answered my question.”

“Choso and I are just friends.”

“Really? Because I see how-”

“Uncle! When is my big brother coming home?”

Sukuna scowls when he can’t keep teasing you about Choso.

“He should be back for his lunch break soon, brat.”

As if on cue, almost like always, Choso enters your apartment with a soft knock on your door.

“No one was in my apartment, I almost thought Sukuna ran away with Yuji.”

“Choso!” Yuji smiles and runs to his big brother.

Choso smiles to you and sits Yuji back at the table.

“Did he run here because of Sukuna’s cooking?”

“I’m right here, you know.”

Choso laughs and smiles to you as he looks at his uncle.

“You should keep a better eye on Yuji, uncle.”

“Not my fault the brat is too small to see.”

“I’m not a brat!” Yuji frowns at Sukuna and stuffs his face with food.

Sukuna rolls his eyes and goes to Choso’s apartment while complaining under his breath. Choso chuckles and looks at you as you wipe sauce off of Yuji’s chin. He notices you still have his shirt from the other day and he feels a little flutter in his chest at the thought of you wearing it around your apartment.

“Yuji’s grown to be a little picky.”

“Nah, I cook all kinds of stuff for him.” You smile.

“I guess he’s more picky over the cook. He tells me he only likes your cooking and my cooking.”;

“Oh really?” You smile and ruffle the boy’s hair.

Yuji huffs and moves your hands away as he eats. Choso laughs and makes himself a plate of the food you made, hoping his uncle hasn’t burnt down his house.

Masterlist

[chamxmxle]

Hungover professor sleeping on the couch in his office because he can't miss another department meeting. When his TA brings him coffee, he's a little too soft, a little too bleary, typical severity melted by headache and nausea. His hand gropes blindly for the grad student's wrist as he murmurs out thoughtless praise, tugging them back over.

"You're always so good for me..."

[ticklishthoughts1]

Reasons.

I love tickling you. No, seriously. It’s so much fun, I love it. Why? Well, there are a lot of reasons, so it’s hard to choose a place to start. Hmmm. Guess we’ll start at the most obvious one.

You like it! How fun is that? Like, you enjoy getting tickled. What do you mean, I can make your day better and put a smile on your face, just by squishing your sides once or twice (lets be honest, much more than that) and wiggling my fingers in the right places? Something about knowing how much fun you’re having each time I start to mutter those magic, seemingly flustering words, and my fingers get to moving, is just so great. Perhaps, the greatest. And I mean, who doesn't like making the people they care about-like, really care about, happy? If you think about it like that, it’s almost a no brainer really. I’m proud that I get to do that-like, Me? Me!!! The prospect, the concept of how excited you get thinking about me tickling you is, by itself, enough for me to do it again and again and again and again and-

I’m getting ahead of myself, sorry. Reason Number Two-Your Smile. Your Smile is…something, that’s for sure. It’s like, if you could take the chemicals that make the emotion of giddiness-the β-endorphins, The Dopamine, The Serotonins, Allllll of that, and could mix it into a super sunshine Smoothie-your smile looks like that smoothie would taste. Pure, Unadulterated Joy. Most people would compare your smile to the stars instead (Most people aren’t studying to be a doctor, hehe) and really, they aren’t wrong. It lights up your whole face, compliments it, shines even. If I could, I would make it so that you’re just always smiling-always feeling the joy I feel when you smile. It would be great, I think. It is great, when you grin. Not to mention that laugh It’s so…laughlike. I know that sounds stupid, but really, it’s so unfiltered, in the best way. I love listening to it. It’s one of those things that makes me more excited than I should be, ya know? Sometimes, it’s flustering, even, listening to your laugh. Mostly, It’s really, really, really, really cute.

I think there’s gotta be a natural human sociological reaction to want to make people laugh-that’s probably why comedians exist tbh. But making YOU laugh, it always hit different, because of how incredible your laugh is. Talk about motivation. Not only is your laugh the cutest, you’re just…so ticklish. It’s Adorable!!! 

One could never DREAM of matching your ticklishness, truly, impressive that anyone that weak to something like tickling even exists. The way you thrash around when touched, the snorting, the squeaking, the sounds you probably wish you could men in black mind erase from my brain (you can’t, I’m never forgetting those), it’s all so silly and wonderful. It’s like your kryptonite, but instead of a rock, it’s someone rocking out with your ribcage as the guitar. It’s so silly too, tickling. Like, it might be the single most unserious thing ever. “I’m gonna dig my fingers into your flesh…and you’re gonna fucking chortle” Be so fr.  Going Teehee over getting touched is so goofy man, Fuck are you giggling for? You’re ticklish? Yeah? I’m sure, bud. God had a sense of humor when he made some of nus (ahem-YOU) so ticklish that it doesn't even have to be an intentional tickle to wreck you. Never go into the armed forces btw “Attention Commander. The Target is armed and extremely dangerous. They’ve killed dozens of good men of ours. If you get caught by them, there are only three things you can do. One. Shoot to kill. Two. Pray to god. Three-Squish their tummy, and don’t you dare stop if you value their life. Give them the Gitsies like they’ve never been Given, Commander.” I’m actually cryin, you’re really that ticklish. Damn. Being tickled was literally what you were made to do. Biological intelligent design. Besides allat, there’s something so…sacred, about seeing you like that. A mess, certainly, but a beautiful little mess. An intimacy, in seeing that red, tear streaked, happy face and saying “Yep, I did that.” One of my favorite feelings on the planet, frankly. Yeah I love tickling you. What’s not to love?

[arrhythmia-vrc]

someone called him orpheus and I can’t unsee it

[cupophrogs]

Would you perhaps be interested in seeing the crisis machine again(oliver) 👉 👈

THE BELOVED WET BEAST

[kilgoreontralfamadore]