Characters: Switch!Yuta, Switch!Yuji, Gojo, Rika, literally one line from Sukuna
Summary: Yuta and Yuji decide to play a game to pass the time until Gojo shows up for training, only Yuji takes it to the next level… and then it backfires on him.
Word Count: 2186
A/N: Hellooooo everyone~ This is now two days late, I apologize ^^; Just a minor update, there won't be any posts for the next few days, I have decided I'm gonna focus on resting and not push myself too much following my surgery on friday, and as a result will extend Tickletober a bit into november. So prompts 4, 5, 6, and 7 will likely be posted in november (unless I miraculously get them posted sooner), with posts hopefully resuming on the 8th. Sorry for the inconvenience! I hope you enjoy this fic <3
I will post what characters were meant for each temporarily held prompt in the masterpost.
Why did Yuta agree to this?? Why was Yuji so damn convincing with that damn puppy face??
The clacking and scraping of shoes echoed through the quiet hallways of the school as Yuta ran as fast as his legs would carry him, the faint sound of counting in the distance could barely be heard over the sound of Yuta’s rapid heartbeat.
“Yuta, why are you so scared? Are you in danger?” The voice of Rika could be heard in his head, causing him to stumble a bit. He had expected her to still be asleep.
“N-No! It’s fine, I’m not in any real danger!” He quickly reassured the cursed girl not wanting her to take Yuji as a genuine threat, darting down the stairs skipping two at a time.
“Then why is your heart beating so fast? And why are you running?”
Yuta headed into another connected building of the school, diving into the art room and closing the door. He doubled over, panting softly. “Well… It’s a long story…”
-
“Man, where’s Gojo? I know he’s normally late but… THIS late??” Yuji sighed, flopping backwards on the tatami mat.
“Yeah, unfortunately his training times are more of a rough estimate of when he’ll be here, not when he’ll actually show up.” Yuta agreed, smiling in exasperation at his underclassmen from his spot cross legged on the mat.
Yuji rolled over onto his side lazily to look up at Yuta. “How late do you think he’ll be?”
Yuta hummed thoughtfully, taking into account he’s just returning from a trip and his own past experiences. “Probably an hour… why?”
“An hour?? UGHH!” Yuji dramatically threw his arm over his eyes as he laid on his back again. “I’m sooooo bored…”
Yuta giggled at his dramatics and let a comfortable silence fall over the two of them, closing his eyes to meditate and rest.
After about five minutes, Yuji had an idea. He sat up and broke the silence. “I know, let’s play a game!”
Yuta flinched a bit, he had been deep in meditation and had become unaware of his surroundings. Even Rika had fallen asleep.
He opened his warm blue eyes, looking at Yuji curiously. “A game? What kind?”
“How about Hide and seek? I play it all the time with Megumi, Nobara, and Choso.” He grinned cheerfully at the ravenette.
“Hmm… Yeah, that should be fine I guess. Games like that are usually quick anyway.” Yuta shrugged. He was used to playing games with Toge and Panda anyways.
“Great! I’ll be the seeker if you want to hide.” Yuji beamed.
“Yeah… alright.”
The two boys got up and were about to begin the game when Yuji remembered something.
“OH! Uh, one more thing… we usually play with different rules.” Yuji quickly interjected, in his excitement he had nearly forgotten.
“Oh, what is it?” Yuta looked over at him, tilting his head a bit.
“Well.. when the hider gets caught, usually the seeker gets to tickle them.”
Yuta could swear his whole body went rigid at that, his face flushing. “I… W-What?”
“Yeah, It’s like hide and seek, but with tickles!” Yuji grinned cheerfully, but when he took note of how flustered and nervous Yuta looked, he added. “But… If you don’t want to play with our rules, that’s fine.”
The ravenette anxiously fiddled with his ring. Yuta is damn near unbearably ticklish… there’s hardly a spot on the boy that isn’t, if he’s being honest with himself.
But when he looked at the almost kicked puppy quality to Yuji’s eyes despite his gentle smile, he found himself reluctantly agreeing. “N-No it’s… It’s alright. I’ll play with your rules.”
-
Once he had finished recounting how he ended up locked in the art room, Rika couldn’t contain her laughter at how he’d gotten himself into this situation.
“Ehehehehe! I can’t believe you actually agreed, you’re sooo ticklish!” She teased. “You can’t even handle having a doctor push on your stomach without breaking into giggles!”
Yuta huffed, clearly flustered by the cursed girls teasing, a blush spreading across his face. “You’re not helping, Rika!” He complained inwardly, his eyes scanning the room for an inconspicuous place to hide.
He ducked into a closet and quietly shut the door.
“So, how does the game work? Do you just have to wait for him to give up?” Rika inquired, laying on the floor of Yuta’s mind doodling away in an artbook.
Yuta closed his eyes, beginning to meditate once more.
He walked along the floor and crouched down beside Rika, smiling as he admired her art. “Not exactly… We’re just playing until Gojo gets back, so whenever one of us gets a confused text from him the game is over.” He explained, carefully sitting down.
Rika smiled warmly up at him then resumed her artwork. “So, anytime between the next five minutes or the next five hours?” she asked teasingly.
Yuta chuckled. “Yeah, that sounds about right.”
He watched over the girl’s shoulder as she drew, a peaceful silence falling over his mind.
An unknown amount of time passed by, he didn’t typically pay attention to time when he meditated… not that he really could anyway since time moved strangely in his mind.
He caught a few strange glances from the brunette girl, and finally he decided to ask her. “Is something wrong, Rika?”
Her brown eyes widened a little, and she gave an innocent smile. “No no, of course not. I just enjoy spending time with you, Yuta… that’s all.”
“Are you sure? You’re–”
“Gotcha!!”
Yuta shrieked as he fell out of the closet into Yuji’s arms. “Wh-Wha?? How did you find me??” He stammered, his eyes wide.
“Dude, you were radiating so much cursed energy… It’s almost like you wanted to get caught!” Yuji laughed, helping Yuta stand.
Cursed energy…?
A small giggle.
“Rikaaaaaa! You gave me away!?”
“Ehehehehe!! Sorry, Yuta! I couldn’t resist!”
She’s a gremlin, that one. For someone so protective of him, she sure messed with him a lot.
“Rika gave me away…” He mumbled begrudgingly, causing Yuji to let out another bark of laughter.
“Sounds like something Sukuna would do.” The pinkette smiled in exasperation.
“As if I would stoop so low as to partake in your childish games.” Sukuna scoffed internally.
“Well… Rules are rules…” Yuta relented, holding his hands up in surrender. “I guess… go for it.”
Yuji didn’t need to be told twice, the pink haired menace In training tackled Yuta to the floor with a startled yip and shoved his fingers under his arms. “Well, If you insist!”
Yuta yelped and curled up into a ball as he burst out laughing. “W-Wahahahait a minute! Ehehehehe!”
“Nope, no waiting!” Yuji grinned, leaning down closer as he wiggled his fingers with reckless abandon. “Oh man, you’re like… super ticklish, aren’t you? No wonder you were so hesitant…”
Yuta flailed, kicking his lean legs in every which way. “Ahahahaha! Gehehehet your fihihihingers out of there!” Yuta snorted between laughs, blushing at the sounds he was making.
“Aww, not a fan of armpit tickles?” Yuji cooed teasingly, but complied with the… order? Plea? Request…? Sure, let’s go with that. “How about here?” his fingers began to spider along his stomach, causing him to squeal.
“W-Wahahahit!! No not thehehere either!” He yelped, his laughter increasing.
“Yutaaaa, you can’t just say not there for every spot.” Yuji laughed, something on the teachers desk caught his eye, and he discreetly swiped it with one hand while still tickling Yuta with the other.
Yuta giggled uncontrollably as Yuji pushed his shirt up and traced light patterns against his tummy. This sensation he could tolerate.
The ravenette squirmed around as he giggled, covering his face with his hands to hide his blush and prevent himself from trying to stop the pinkette.
Yuji grinned. “Okkotsu-sannn~ You have such an adorable laugh!”
“N-Nohohoho I don’t!” He whined, clearly a flustered mess.
His underclassmen’s grin widened at his giggly protests, he switched to tickle his tummy with one hand while he pulled out the object he had swiped.
It was two felt tipped markers, one orange and one black. He quietly uncapped them using his teeth, and without warning, began doodling on Yuta’s tummy.
Yuta screeched when the felt tip began drawing smooth lines along his toned midsection, his back arching sharply as he erupted into loud laughter. “NAHAHAHAH! Ohohohoho god! Whahahahat is that!?!?”
“It’s a marker, now quit squirming, I’m trying to draw a pumpkin!” Yuji giggled along with him, carefully drawing the outline first.
“YUHUHUHUHUJI! AHAHAHAHA PLEHEHEHASE! IHIHIT TICKLES!” Yuta cackled, clawing desperately at the floor to try to remain still.
“Yeah, that’s the idea~”
Yuji continued his careful doodling, laughing right along with Yuta when he colored in the outline with the orange marker. After a few more minutes, Yuji had mercy.
He put the caps back on the markers and admired his handiwork, he took his phone out and snapped a picture of him, all flushed and a tickle dazed grin on his face, with his shirt pushed up and a cartoony jack-o-lantern drawn on his tummy in marker.
He turned his phone around after zooming in on the sketch. “Like your new tattoo??” Yuji asked with a snicker.
“Oh… I love it… I’m gonna get it permanently tattooed right on my stomach…” Yuta retorted sarcastically as he panted, causing the younger of the two to erupt into a fit of giggles.
“Aw come on… It wasn’t that bad, Yuta!”
Yuta glanced up at him with an unreadable expression, then, in the next instant he found himself laying on his back with Yuta pinning him to the floor.
“Oh yeah?” He swiped a purple marker and a green marker from the desk and narrowed his eyes at the pink haired mischievous boy. “Well, since it wasn’t that bad, maybe I should return the favor and give you a new tattoo!”
He popped the caps off, and also removed the cap from the black marker Yuji had used on him.
“W-Whoa whoa whoa! Hang on! That was for losing Hide and seek!” Yuji stammered, grinning nervously as Yuta pushed his shirt up.
“Was it? Because I don’t remember agreeing to being tickled with markers when we talked about the punishment.” Yuta smirked, beginning to doodle on Yuji’s belly with the black marker, he was going for a black cat wearing a witches hat.
Yuji exploded into loud squeals and giggles, not expecting to get a taste of his own medicine… despite his tickly actions always having tickly consequences. “Yuhuhuhuhuta!!! Ahahahahahah!”
“Yeah? What?” Yuta hummed, a grin stretching across his lips when Yuji squealed again as the tip of the marker dipped into his belly button.
“IHIHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLES!”
“That’s kind of the idea, Yuji.”
The anxious boi continued his artistic rendition, being teasingly slow whenever passing over an especially sensitive patch of skin.
The pink haired golden retriever boi continued to laugh his precious heart out, despite his complaints he didn’t resist. He was content to just let Yuta tickle him, which the older of the two couldn’t help but find precious.
“Aww, you’re not even fighting back…” Yuta giggled, his blue eyes twinkling with amusement as he colored in the witches hat.
“Ahahahahahaha! Ihihihits not thahahahat bad!” Yuji admitted, crossing his arms behind his head as he giggled. “Ihihihits kind of relaxing.”
“Relaxing?” Yuta parroted, the concept foreign to the bundle of nerves. “Well… I guess I shouldn’t be too surprised, you’re a different breed anyway.”
“Ihihihi’ll take that ahahahas a compliment!” Yuji grinned.
Yuta snorted at that, a fond exasperated look on his face for his underclassmen. He reached up with his free hand and began gently pinching and squeezing at his hip while drawing.
Yuji squawked indignantly at that, arching his back at the added tickles. “AHAHAHAHA! Hehehehehey!!”
The art room door flew open with a dramatic thud. “Oh, there you two are… I’ve been looking everywhere for…”
Gojo trailed off as he blinked behind his sunglasses, taking in the sight before him with a softer, more fond grin on his face. A look reserved only for his students.
Yuta stopped his art, putting the cap back on with a flourish and climbing off of Yuji. The pinkette sat up in a small daze, looking down at his stomach then letting out an over-exaggerated gasp. “I love it!!”
Yuta threw his head back and laughed at his response, causing Yuji to also burst out laughing again.
Gojo whipped his phone out, snapping a picture of the two laughing together, Yuji’s drawing on full display while Yuta’s pumpkin drawing peeked out from his shirt riding up.
Oh, he was so never letting either of these two live this down. It was probably just about the most wholesome thing he’d seen.
“Are you ready to train?” Yuji asked Gojo after calming down a bit.
“Nah. I changed my mind, let’s go get some dinner instead.” Gojo helped the two students up, ruffling their hair affectionately. “We can always train another time.”
But wholesome, happy moments like this? They’re fleeting. And he wanted the two to enjoy it while it lasted.
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.
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.
Can I request Yuta and Inumaki🥹 I can never find things about them for tk-ing
AAAFADAFSDSDAFAFSD!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!! 🫶🫶🫶
Of course!! Honestly, they don't get enough attention, it's really sad 😕😕
Hc's under the cut like always!!
Yuta:
Lee:
Oh gosh..
Where do I even begin😭
This boy is incredibly ticklish, just like Megumi
14.5/10 on the tk scale
Deadass, 95% lee, 5% ler..
Just a LITTLE bit less sensitive than Megumi, surprisingly
Though if you add teases and anticipation, he's a 16/10
He giggles AND squeals!
When he's at his limits, he wheezes, which is when you know you have to stop
Gojo, Inumaki, Maki and sometimes Panda wreck him
CANNOT handle teases for the LIFE of him
More sensitive to light tickles
Gentle traces and squeezes kill him
Worst spots are: Knees, belly (button), ARMPITS, neck, ears, hands (literally every part of his hand), feet anddd... forearms
Yeah, he's a walking tickle spot
LITERALLY.
Ler:
The rare times he is a ler, he flusters himself more than he flusters his lee
Poor bby CANNOT tickle for the life of him..
The most he can do is probably squeeze your sides/hips
There's not much to say because he is literally NEVER a ler..
Inumaki:
Lee:
8/10 on the tk scale
50% lee, 50% ler
Biggest switch known to man
He likes being tickled, because he could just say "stop" and they would stop due to his cursed technique thingy (I forgot what it's called, I haven't watched jjk in ages 😭), but, he never does
Maki, Panda and Gojo wreck him
Gojo and Panda tease him about being able to tell them to stop and they will (not like they want to) but he never does
Worst spots are: Neck, cheeks, ears, arms, wrist, shoulders, armpits and his feet
A lot of unusual spots, but adorable at the same time
He's so cute I can't jfjdjfjfjfjtjhkdhch
Ler:
He can't exactly tease people once again because of his speech curse thingy
So he uses his facial expressions instead
And oh boy does that work miracles on his lee
It's like he's actually verbally teasing them, but he's not, so it confuses them
Wrecks Yuta, sometimes Panda
Rough tickles for Panda, gentle tickles for Yuta
His aftercare with his S/O (in this case, more than likely is Yuta) is very gentle and caring
With panda, he only gets him some water
It's what he deserves for always wrecking him
SORRY IT'S NOT A LOT ANON!! I kinda lost motivation at the end.. But I hope you enjoy!! 💗💗
SHSHSHDH YEAH YOU GOT IT RIGHT SORRY I SHOULDVE BEEN MORE SPECIFIC PROBABLY SINCE UDG ISNT AS POPULAR LMAO AAAA
JSJKHSJKHJ ITS OKAY!! Here ya go!!
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“YUTAAAA!”
Hina’s voice boomed through the house as her little brother slid further down into his hiding spot in the closet. He knew eating the last donuts in the house was a risky move, but he hadn’t imagined Hina would be this angry. The ultimate swimmer had been chasing him for the past half an hour, and he was running out of places to hide.
He nearly jumped out of his skin when his bedroom door opened and slammed against the wall.
“I know you’re in here!” She roared, her voice dripping with malice. He gulped and covered his mouth with his hands in a last ditch effort to stay quiet. He heard her rummaging under his bed and in the pile of clothes near the corner before she finally walked over to the closet.
Suddenly, the door swung open and revealed a victorious looking Hina.
“Gotcha.”
“Hina, wait-!”
In a flash, Yuta found himself pinned to the ground with his hands above his head and his upperbody totally exposed. Knowing what was coming, he started giggling preemptively. Hina smiled deviously as she wiggled her free hand above his head.
“This is for eating the donuts I was saving for tomorrow’s breakfast!”
Yuta cackled as his sister spidered her dexterous fingers all over his sides and stomach. She pinched his ribs and lingered there while he begged and sputtered. She dug into his underarms and grinned evilly when he screamed. But the worst was when she started clawing at his stomach; his hysterical shrieks made him sound like a madman.
“PLEEHEEHEZZZE NO MOHOHOHORE!! MERCHEEHEE!!”
After several long minutes, she decided she’d had enough revenge and let go of her poor brother’s hands. He took the opportunity to catch his breath, laying limp on the floor in defeat.
She stomped towards the bedroom door and gave him one final warning before making her leave.
“Eat my donuts again and next time it’ll be waaaaay worse!!”
I got an ask from 💜anon to do HC's for Yuta, Yuji & Toge's worst (and favorite) ticklish spots!
LETS JUST JUMP RIGHT INTO IT!
~ Yuta ~
Lord where do I start with this child.
A literal walking ticklish spot.
You'd be harder pressed to find a spot on this one that isn't ticklish!
bUT his most ticklish spot is that patch of skin just above the hip bones, administering squeezes to that spot will have him shrieking in seconds.
Holy hell this poor bby just be minding his own business and someone (t o g e) comes up behind him and squeezes that spot, pressing their thumbs into the sweet spots and massaging circles.
He nearly dies. He screams bloody murder and crumbles to the floor in a heap of laughter. Limbs flying in every direction as he snorts and squeals between laughs.
His favorite spot to be tickled in? His sides.
They're the least ticklish, and the feeling of someone just gently running their fingers up and down them is relaxing... even though he becomes a giggly mess.
He will literally melt if you gently tickle his sides while cuddling him.
He is sweet ticklish bby <3
~ Yuji ~
Oh sweet sunshine child,
He's ticklish pretty much everywhere, but not unbearably so.
Will 100% start tickle fights all the time because he likes being tickled.
His worst spot is his armpits
the boy will d i e if tickled there...
Again, he will be quite literally just minding his own business, and one of his friends will come up and shove their hands under his arms to tickle him. Because he does it to them all the time.
One time, he was doing pullups and Gojo started spidering his fingers in the sensitive hollows.
"W-WHAHAHAHAT ARE YOU DOING!?"
"Silly boy, what's it look like? I'm helping you train!"
Needless to say, Yuji ended up on the floor.
and Gojo laughed his ass off at him.
Favorite spot to be tickled? Neck.
He's really ticklish there, but not unbearably so.
Tickling his neck will result in high pitched adorable giggles as he tries to scrunch his shoulders up.
He's not sure what it is, it just feels pleasant when someone lightly dusts their fingertips along his neck.
In short, Yuji is a sweet bean who deserves all the tickles <3
~ Inumaki ~
Toge, Toge, Toge...
Where to start?
This adorable cinnamon roll isn't as ticklish as the other two on this list, but he still has some pretty bad spots.
His most ticklish spot is his bellybutton.
Poor baby is soooooo ticklish there, and it's everyone's go to spot.
Why? because they know he's deathly ticklish there, and they want revenge.
For someone as ticklish as Inumaki, you'd expect him to not piss people off to invoke their ticklish wrath.
You'd be wrong.
Inumaki loves tickles, whether it be tickling people or being tickled.
Whenever he wants to be tickled he'll go mess with his friends, like a brat.
Raspberries?? D e c e a s e d. He will die on the spot. You monster. (But please, do it more.)
He has the most adorable laugh and giggle, and he'll sputter out rice ball ingredients between fits of laughter.
Eventually when he's had enough he'll use cursed speech to stop playtime.
His favorite tickle spot? His belly and bellybutton. You heard me. His favorite tickle spot is his worst spot.
Whenever he's tickled there it makes him feel all giddy and like butterflies are flying around his stomach.
He turns into a happy, giggly puddle.
In short, please tickle this sweet baby more. He'll stop you when he's had enough <3
