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[tvtim3]

The first chapter of my AU fic, Heaven Sent, is out now!

Plus here's a little piece that goes along with it :))

https://archiveofourown.org/works/83014191/chapters/218595936

[kumakuramata]

Title: No Gods

Characters: Qin Shi Huang & BunnyAttendant!FOC

Genre: Explicit Smut

Warnings: Smut, overstimulation, dumbification, praise kink, squirting, hybrid fucking? (what’s the tag for this?), mirror sex

Poster made with Canva.

“When there’s a horrendous lack of Qin Shi Huang content so you have to make it.”

[tickleraptorss]

i don’t know what to title this so let’s call it self-projection: the fuckening

i like to call this one the ultimate self-projection fic Whoops! i barely proof-read this and im so tired i had a blood test this morning and passed tf out and i still feel woozy but hey at least i actually finally finished writing this jfc

Poke.

“Kokichi?” Shuichi looked up from his phone, glancing at his boyfriend who was poking at his chest.

Poke.

“Why are you poking me?” Shuichi asked.

Poke.

“D-Do you want attention?” The detective asked another question, but Kokichi kept prodding at his chest.

“We’re already cuddling, Shuichi,” Kokichi pointed out, poking Shuichi in the chest again.

“Then... what are you doing?”

Kokichi only shrugged in response, shifting himself so he could rest his head on Shuichi’s chest. The detective sighed happily, and went back to scrolling on his phone, glancing at his boyfriend every few minutes. He assumed Kokichi was taking a nap, at least until he felt another poke, this time on his sides.

“K-Kokichi!” Shuichi squeaked, feeling his boyfriend giggle against his chest before he wrapped his arms around the taller boy. Kokichi muttered something unintelligible against his chest, before lifting his head to look Shuichi in the eyes.

“Aww, you’re blushing!” Kokichi cooed, grinning when Shuichi’s face turned red. 

“Only because you keep poking me,” Shuichi said, letting his hands run through Kokichi’s hair. “What’s gotten into you lately? You’ve been so touchy.”

“I’ve always been touchy, you know this!” Kokichi laughed. “You sure are forgetful, for a detective that is.” 

“No, I swear you’ve been more physical since last week,” Shuichi squinted, not buying into Kokichi’s excuse. It’s true he’s always been physical, but lately he had been acting more so. 

“Have I?” Kokichi tilted his head. “I guess I just end up missing you more often! After all, I can’t stay away from my beloved Shuichi!~” He started poking at the detective’s ribs, causing his boyfriend to squeak.

“H-Hey, cut it out!” Shuichi’s voice trembled, trying to swat Kokichi’s hands away. After a few seconds, Kokichi stopped on his own, giggling to himself before lying down on Shuichi’s chest again. The detective blushed, putting his hand on Kokichi’s back and hugging him closer.

Deciding to buy into Kokichi’s rather indirect demands for affection, he gently grazed his fingers over the smaller boy’s back, humming to himself. He noticed Kokichi’s breath hitching, but that was reasonable. Kokichi wasn’t used to this kind of affection. 

Shuichi was gentle, tracing soft patterns over Kokichi’s shoulders, feeling the other sigh comfortably at the touch. Shuichi smiled, happy that Kokichi was so comfortable with him and felt safe. There were moments when Kokichi twitched when Shuichi brushed over parts of his back, however. The detective didn’t take much notice to those movements.

That was at least until Shuichi’s hands brushed against Kokichi’s lower back by accident, and he felt his boyfriend let out a giggle. It was a different giggle, though, one that was different than the usual mischievous laugh he had when messing with Shuichi. 

“Did you just giggle?” Shuichi asked, amusement in his tone. He experimentally brushed against Kokichi’s back again, eliciting the same reaction. “Seriously, what’s gotten into you?” Shuichi chuckled, before a realization struck him.

“Wait a minute...”

“Shuichi,” Kokichi warned.

“Oh my God... you’re ticklish,” Shuichi had the dorkiest grin on his face as Kokichi glanced up at him.

“No, I’m not,” Kokichi blankly said. “I was just thinking of something funny. Is it even possible to be ticklish on your back?”

“You know the answer to that.”

“Maybe it’s only you, because you’re the most ticklish person on the planet.” Kokichi chuckled, wiggling his fingers against Shuichi’s back, watching his boyfriend squeak before he trapped him in a deadly hug.

“Are you sure you’re in a good position to sass me right now?” Shuichi giggled, suddenly flipping their positions and pinning Kokichi to the couch. 

“I’m always in a position to sass you,” Kokichi grinned, bringing his hands up to flutter them underneath Shuichi’s arms. “And tickle you.”

“Ah-! K-Kokichi, stop!” Shuichi snickered, nearly collapsing on top of his boyfriend. 

“Hmm... no. You look too cute like this~”

In the midst of his giggle fit, Shuichi noticed an opening. If Kokichi wasn’t so busy tickling him, he maybe would’ve noticed the glint in Shuichi’s eyes. Before he could recognize it, however, Shuichi’s fingers had already found their way to Kokichi’s sides. Kokichi’s hands pulled back as a sudden yelp cut through the air, making Shuichi stop in his tracks.

“You’re definitely ticklish,” Shuichi concluded aloud. 

“Am n-aHAHAT! SHUICHIHI!” Whatever Kokichi’s excuse was going to be was interrupted by a symphony of squeals and high-pitched laughter as Shuichi’s fingers tickled his sides. The smaller boy flailed weakly, trying to protect his sides from the ruthless attacks, which ultimately proved to be futile. Shuichi’s technique altered often, from gentle tracing to squeezing to digging to fluttering fingers, but no matter what he did, it made Kokichi laugh. A lot.

“Whoa... you’re super ticklish,” Shuichi said. “You might even be more ticklish than I am, and that’s not a good thing.” Shuichi’s tone played into his taunting effectively, succeeding in driving Kokichi up the wall. It didn’t help that moments later, Shuichi’s hands snaked underneath him to tickle his lower back, which made the supreme leader arch instinctively. It wasn’t long before the detective found a particularly ticklish spot, the backs of his ribs. 

“STAHAHAP! I’M GONNA FUHUHUCKING KILL YOU!” Kokichi managed to yell through his laughter before collapsing into another fit of cackles, making Shuichi chuckle.

“I’d like to see you try,” the detective teased. He traced along the backs of Kokichi’s ribs, carefully watching how the smaller boy was reacting. Kokichi’s back arched as Shuichi stroked his back ribs, and the supreme leader found himself squirming much harder when Shuichi’s fingers clawed around the sides of his back. Although, there wasn’t much he could do with Shuichi pinning him to the couch like this. 

“Arching your back isn’t gonna do much, you know,” Shuichi observed, letting his hands brush over Kokichi’s ribs. He chuckled when his boyfriend let out a squeal, instead trying to curl into a ball rather than arch away. “It just makes the rest of your spots more accessible.”

“Nohohoho!! Staha-HAAHAHAP! SHUICHIIIII!” Fingers scribbled furiously over Kokichi’s ribs, causing the smaller boy to burst into a heavy giggle fit. Although, there was more squealing than actual laughter. 

“You have pretty ticklish ribs...” Shuichi made observations aloud, much to Kokichi’s dismay. It seemed no matter where he fingers were, it got Kokichi to laugh. From digging in to ghostly tracing, every technique made Kokichi squirm aggressively. “This can’t be your worst spot, right? You’ve gotta be ticklish in other places...” 

Shuichi paused his ministrations, allowing Kokichi to breathe. The detective stared at the panting boy beneath him, admiring his work. He’d never seen Kokichi in a state like this. It was... kind of adorable. Besides, Shuichi was so used to being on the receiving end of the tickles.

Without saying anything, Shuichi hoisted Kokichi’s right arm above his head, using his free hand to scratch at his underarms. 

“H-hehehehey! Nohohoho- snrk! Shuichi stohohop!” Not much of a reaction, Shuichi noted, but Kokichi’s soft giggles made his heart melt. The smaller boy was leaning into his shoulder, trying to hide his blushing face. It almost seemed like Kokichi was melting into a puddle of quiet giggles and squeaks.

“Aww, you make such cute noises when I tickle you here!” Shuichi cooed, allowing his free hand to spider down Kokichi’s side. Those once quiet piles of laughter suddenly became louder and more high-pitched than before. Shuichi decided to move his hand onto Kokichi’s stomach, and it was over.

“SHUHUHUAHAHAHAAHA!” Kokichi cackled the second Shuichi’s hands ran over his belly, struggling with renewed vigour. “OKAY! OKAHAHAY! YOU WIHIHIHIHIN!”

“But there’s nothing to win?” Shuichi tilted his head, smirking. “I mean, unless you count finding your tickle spot as a ‘win.’” The detective used both hands to scribble against Kokichi’s stomach, effectively making the smaller boy hysterical. Several cackles, squeaks and squeals echoed throughout their shared apartment as Kokichi trembled and squirmed helplessly. 

The detective recognized that Kokichi was quickly reaching his limit, so he decided to take it down a notch, instead opting to gently trace circles around Kokichi’s stomach. The softer giggles and squeaks became even prominent with this spot, making Shuichi blush because god damn it that’s cute. 

After a few minutes, Shuichi stopped. Kokichi let out a sigh of relief, followed by stifled after-giggles. 

“You’re so cute,” the detective couldn’t help but comment at Kokichi’s blushing face. “I should really do this more often...” Kokichi squeaked at the added statement.

“I... love you...” Kokichi sighed, hugging Shuichi close to him. He’d never admit it, but he kind of liked that. Maybe provoking Shuichi to doing that was his goal.

Only because it’s Shuichi.

[tvtim3]

I ended up writing a one-shot for the first time in like….many years LOL

I wanted Null to comfort me after being overwhelmed and this was born ❤️

Check it out below on ao3 :))

https://archiveofourown.org/works/80398171

[kumakuramata]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Kinktober already started???????

[tickleraptorss]

Ouma can't handle foot massages/foot rubs, and Saihara uses it against him.

im really feeling this ask so here’s a lil drabble

Kokichi knew that Shuichi always meant to be kind with his gestures. He was gentle and caring, he recognized that. He’d offer to massage him after a long day, which was definitely nice. Kokichi really did appreciate how loving Shuichi was.

But it was times like this where he’d be reminded that his boyfriend does have a mischievous side.

Kokichi was lying on the couch with his feet resting in Shuichi’s lap. Shuichi was reading a book as Kokichi flipped through the TV channels. It wasn’t an uncommon position, after all the two of them were often sitting together during downtime. Letting out an exhausted sigh, Kokichi peered over at Shuichi.

“Shuuuuuuu,” He whined. “I’m booooored! We should do something!” 

“Okay,” Shuichi smiled, placing a bookmark in his novel before setting it aside for now. “What should we do, then?”

Kokichi paused, trying to think of something. After a few seconds, he shrugged, unsure of what activity seemed appealing to him at the moment. 

“How about a massage?” Shuichi suggested. “I want to try something a little different, if that’s okay.” Kokichi nodded, lying down on the couch again. What he expected was for Shuichi to give him instructions, but instead he felt gentle hands touch his feet. He jerked on reflex.

“I’m not gonna do anything to you,” Shuichi reassured. “Just try to relax, okay?” Shuichi then started massaging Kokichi’s feet, working his way up from his heels to his toes. He made sure to keep his grip as firm as possible, he knew Kokichi was sensitive, but he didn’t want to hurt him either. Shuichi noticed how Kokichi’s toes curled, how his leg jerked every time he accidentally brushed over his feet, and how Kokichi was seemingly hard-pressed to keep himself from giggling. It was quite adorable.

“Do you want me to keep going?” Shuichi asked, smiling warmly when Kokichi nodded. 

“I-it feels… nice,” Kokichi muttered, his body twitching more frantically when Shuichi’s hands moved to massage the underside of his toes. 

“Are you sure I’m not tickling you?” Shuichi’s fingers didn’t stop for a second.

“Y-you’re not. I’m f-fine.” Kokichi managed to say before he bit his lip in a desperate attempt to keep his giggles to himself. His toes were still curled, and his foot was twitching much more than before. Shuichi chuckled.

“Are you really sure?” Shuichi asked again, this time his voice less caring and more mischievous. He let his touch become gentler until he was tracing little circles on the tops of Kokichi’s feet with his fingers. “Because you seem to be trying to hide something from me.” 

“I-I’m not!! I swear!” Kokichi squeaked, using one foot to block the other from the gentle touches. Shuichi laughed at this.

“I’m pretty sure that your right foot is just as ticklish as your left,” Shuichi giggled, scratching Kokichi’s soles. “That’s not a very good defence mechanism.” 

“Sh-Shuihihihichi!” Kokichi’s giggles finally broke free. “Y-you trahahahaitor!”

“I’m just simply investigating,” Shuichi teased. “I feel like every day I find a new tickle spot on you.” He dragged a single finger on the underside of Kokichi’s toes. He watched as his tiny boyfriend bit his own hand, trying to suppress the urge to break into a fit of giggles there and then.

“I wonder how many fingers I have to tickle you with to get you to laugh,” Shuichi wondered aloud. He dragged his index finger up and down Kokichi’s feet, occasionally stopping at his soles to gently scratch at the sensitive skin. He even managed to find a spot that, when pressed, would cause Kokichi to jerk and squeak. He made a mental note of that for future use.

“Hmm, interesting,” Shuichi said, before adding in another finger to lightly scratch Kokichi’s feet. His attempts to pull away immediately became more obvious, his composure slowly losing itself. Then Shuichi used three fingers, and that’s when Kokichi gave in.

“Ahahaha! Okahahahay! Y-yohohou win!” Kokichi giggled, trying to pull his feet back, but Shuichi had them in a headlock. 

“Only three?” Shuichi teased, stopping his motions for a moment. “You’re a lot more ticklish here than I suspected. I think this calls for a further investigation…”

“H-huh? Wait-”

“I wonder if you’re feather-ticklish… I think I’ll have to look into that.”

“SH-SHUICHI!”

[tickleraptorss]

Endurance Training

i wrote this mainly as a distraction bc my grandmother has been scorning me for literally everything for the past week and my parents are away so i just gotta live with this shit. @ mom and dad please save me from this hell

anyways here’s some cutesy saimota fluff bc liz wanted me to write som. here u go @fluff-nd-stuff

“So... what exactly are we doing?” Shuichi asked, sitting down next to Kaito.

“Something new,” Kaito simply replied, looking over to his sidekick. “This new method will help both you and I feel better! You’ll even get a good sleep afterwards!” Shuichi couldn’t help but acknowledge his growing curiosity, tilting his head as Kaito rambled on. He kept his words just vague enough for Shuichi to not be able to deduce whatever he was talking about, but he sincerely trusted Kaito in that it wouldn’t be anything dangerous. 

“It sounds fun,” Shuichi commented. Kaito gave him a confident smile. “But... what exactly is it?”

“Oh, you’ll see!” Kaito beamed. “In fact, why don’t we get started right away?” Shuichi nodded at Kaito’s suggestion, smiling as he did so.

“Okay, first, I need you to lie down on your back,” Kaito instructed. Slightly hesitant, Shuichi obeyed, lying down on the grass. “Good! Now put your arms behind your head,” Shuichi obeyed again, lifting his arms. 

The detective felt a little nervous, kind of anxious to see what Kaito was planning. He had no doubt in his mind that it was completely harmless, but still, he couldn’t help but feel vulnerable with his torso completely open. That vulnerability only grew inside Shuichi’s stomach when Kaito placed himself on his legs.

“W-What are you doing?” Shuichi stuttered. “Kaito?”

“Don’t worry Shuichi,” Kaito reassured before his hands began hovering over Shuichi’s body. “All you gotta do is keep your arms up for me. Think you can do that?” The detective’s mind wandered, being sent into overdrive as he wondered what was happening. Nonetheless, he nodded, a decision he would regret a few seconds later when he felt fingers digging under his arms.

Shuichi involuntarily squeaked, bringing his arms down in an instant. Kaito sighed and smiled, pulling his hands back and chuckling to himself.

“Shuichi, the whole point of this is to keep your arms up,” Kaito laughed. Shuichi blushed, figuring Kaito might’ve just held him the wrong way. He hesitantly lifted his arms up again. “Now, stay still...”

The detective’s theory was soon disproved as he felt gentle fingers wiggling under his arms, making him squeak and shudder. Was he doing this on purpose? Shuichi was too distracted by the sensations to actually come up with an answer.

“K-Kaito!” The smaller boy yelped. “That t-tickles!”

“I know,” Kaito replied in a smug tone. “That’s kind of the point, y’know.” 

Ah, so this was his plan. 

“And you better not put your arms down, or else there’ll be consequences!” 

Screw that plan, then. Shuichi continued to tremble under Kaito’s gentle fingers, which were now tracing circles under the detective’s arms. His arms twitched, his reflexes trying to act out against his will. Shuichi was able to keep himself composed, that is until Kaito’s hands started fluttering over his ribs.

“Wait- nohohoho!” Shuichi giggled helplessly, noticing that Kaito was actually laughing with him. He squirmed underneath the astronaut, as if attempting to free himself would be of any use. 

“You’re pretty ticklish, huh?” Kaito chuckled. “I’m barely touching you!” Shuichi could only giggle as Kaito continued to tickle his ribs, squeaking when Kaito’s hands moved lower, reaching his stomach. The astronaut pressed gently on the detective’s belly, feeling around the somewhat pudgy flesh. Shuichi’s laughter increased in intensity, as did his squirming. 

“Kaitohohoho! C-cuhuhuhut it oUT- NOHOHOHAHAHA!” Shuichi’s giggles turned into a full laughter fit as Kaito dug his fingers into his belly. It took every inch of willpower to keep his arms from protecting himself. “DOHOHOHON’T!!”

“’Don’t?’ Don’t what? I’m not doing anything wrong,” Kaito teased. “By the time this training’s done, you’ll have a full six pack! I’m only helping you achieve that goal,” Kaito continued digging into Shuichi’s stomach, now moving his hands around more furiously. It wasn’t until a loud squeal came from Shuichi did he stop, looking at his sidekick. 

“What was that?” Kaito grinned, realizing he had let his hands wander to Shuichi’s sides. He teasingly raked his fingers up and down Shuichi’s sides, hearing the detective giggle and squeak. “Ohohoho, this is a weak spot, isn’t it?~” Kaito chuckled when Shuichi blushed at his tone and tried to roll over onto his right side. Of course, that didn’t work seeing as Kaito was practically straddling him.

“N-not th-” Shuichi tried to protest, but was cut off by another giggle fit as Kaito traced circles on his sides, right above his hips. “Nohohot th-thehehehere!!” 

“Not where? You mean here?” That was when Kaito dug his fingers into Shuichi’s sides.

“K-KAHAHAHAITOHOHOHOHO! NOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” Shuichi shrieked before dissolving into a mess of hysterical cackles. Unable to retain his willpower, he brought his arms down in an attempt to protect himself, only for Kaito to laugh at his course of action.

“You shouldn’t have done that, Shu,” Kaito warned, grabbing both of Shuichi’s wrists and hoisting them above his head. It wasn’t until Kaito rolled up his shirt that he realized where this was going. But it was too late to try and struggle, as he felt Kaito blow raspberries directly over his bellybutton.

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!” Shuichi howled, struggling with renewed force. His face was completely flushed and he was only thinking about how badly it tickled. Things only worsened when he felt Kaito nuzzling his belly and squeezing his sides at the same time, which sent him into another fit of hysterics.

And then it stopped.

The overly intense sensations didn’t last for more than a minute, as Kaito recognized that Shuichi had had enough. Kaito pulled away, letting go of Shuichi’s hands and just laying his face gently on the detective’s stomach, feeling his belly tremble with little after-giggles. Once Shuichi had regained his composure, he sighed with relief, looking at Kaito.

“You can get off of me now, you know,” Shuichi smiled warmly.

“Nah, your belly actually makes a pretty good pillow.”

“Your hair is still tickling me,” Shuichi snickered. “You can at least wait until I put my jacket back on.”

“Fine, only because you’re my sidekick,” Kaito lifted himself up, handing Shuichi his jacket. Once Shuichi finished putting on his jacket, Kaito tackled-hugged him to the ground, nuzzling against his cheek. 

“K-Kaito, we gotta get back to the dorms eventual-”

“Can we just stay here for a while?” 

“...Yeah.”

[kumakuramata]

I'll finally be able to participate in Kinktober this year! On September 30th, I will post the AO3 link for the daily upload of Kinktober! I hope you'll enjoy as much as I am! <3