Saihara ouma and amami? They’re just a fun friend group and also full of tickle potential nfjhfg
When Ouma saw Amami and Saihara sitting together on the couch that afternoon, both with a book in hand and completely at peace, he figured it was the perfect time to be a complete nuisance.
He snuck up behind the ultimate adventurer with feather light feet until his lips were right next to his ear.
"Nice porn you got there, Amami-chan," He half-yelled, expecting to take him by surprise. Amami barely flinched.
"Oh, hey Kichi," he said in a distant voice without even looking at him.
Hmph. He was no fun.
He tried his luck with the bored-looking detective to his right. He poked his head over and over again, knowing how much he hated to be interrupted while he was reading.
"Ewww, Saihara's reading tentacle smut," he said a little louder than what was appropriate.
He, too, ignored the supreme leader.
Sulking, Ouma flopped onto the floor dramatically. He crossed his arms and stuck out his lower lip, making himself look even younger than he already did. Getting ignored was so boring.
"Do you want something from us?" Amami finally asked, lowering his book for a moment so he could fix his gaze on his pouting friend.
"Your hand in marriage, your undivided attention for all eternity, and twelve trillion dollars. So, not much!" In a moment, Ouma was suddenly cuddled up in between both of them with his tiny arms stretched across both of their shoulders.
Simultaneously, they put their books on the table and gave him a look that made his stomach drop to the floor.
Those eyes... he knew what was coming next. He jumped up to run, but suddenly his arms were pinned to the couch cushions and he was barely able to move.
"Alright," Saihara said with a smirk. "You want attention, you got it."
Ouma squirmed in place.
"What should we pay attention to, Saihara?"
"Hmm... maybe how red his cheeks and ears are getting?"
Ouma tried to hide his face in his shoulder, but a sudden flurry of fingers on the side of his neck made him jerk his head to the other side. He let out a high pitched squealed, then burst into giggles as two hands tickled all over his ears.
"Aaaaahaha! DON'T!!"
"Wait, he's wearing a tank top. We should pay attention to that, too."
He felt Amami dig his fingers under his left arm and almost screamed. He knew it was one of his worst spots; he always did this when he was trapped. He twisted his body as best as he could, but with both of them holding him down it would be impossible to get away.
"Nononononooo! Not thehehere!"
"He's so squirmy today. And he's laughing like a little kid."
"Stop talking about it! Ahahaha -AHAHA!"
The tickles were light and gentle, but they still drove him crazy. Having two people poke around his sides, neck, and underarms was almost too much. The longer it went on, and the more they teased, the louder his laughs became.
It wasn't long before he came to regret messing with them.
Kk since I absolutely loved that last fic I requested, I have decided to ask for Saioumami, how about lee Shuichi, ler Rantaro, ler Kokichi? Shuichi is working himself to the bone again and not paying any attention to his boyfriends, so they take matters into their own hands.
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AND THANK YOU SO MUCH, IT MEANS ALOT
Pairing: Saioumami (Shuichi x Kokichi x Rantaro)
Lee: Shuichi
Lers: Kokichi and Rantaro
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Shuichi was hunched over at his desk, files and papers scattered everywhere, while his two boyfriends got more and more impatient as time went on.
"Ughhh, we've been waiting like, 10 hours for you to get done! Hurry up, I'm bored and I wanna watch a movie!" Kokichi whined.
"It hasn't been *that* long, but you have been working for a while now." Rantaro added.
Shuichi turned to look at them. "Look, I know your bored, but this is really important. You can start the movie without me."
"We will not start the movie without you." Kokichi argued.
"Listen, I really am trying to get through this as fast as I can. But these things take time."
"How much longer are you gonna be?" Said Rantaro.
"Ah, um...with the way things are going right now...maybe another hour and a half or so." He answered. This earned a loud groan from Kokichi.
"Oh my GOD! Take a break from this shit, you could work on it later!"
"You know I can't do that..."
Kokichi sighed, and glanced at Rantaro with "the look" in his eyes. Rantaro glanced back with the same look. Then they smirked at eachother, then at poor Shuichi.
"I agree with Kokichi, you could work on it later." Rantaro remarked.
"Yeah, but I'd rather do it now."
"Listen here, Shumai. If you don't take a break, we will *make* you."
"You w-" Shuichi turned around to say something, but stopped once he saw them advancing with that look in their eyes. Unfortunately for him, he too recognized "the look" all too well.
Shit.
"W-wait ho-hold on you don't have to-!" He pleaded. But there was no stopping them.
Shuichi instinctively shrunk into his chair and covered his sides, knowing it won't do much good.
"H-Hold on, hold OOOONN!"
He was cut off with a loud squeal as four hands attacked his torso, scribbling all over.
"NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!"
"We told you to take a break." Rantaro said cooly, as if he wasn't tickling the shit out of the other boy."
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Shuichi thrashed and kicked and tried to curl into a ball to escape his evil boyfriends, but it was no use. Whenever he would jerk to one side, there would always be someone else attacking him from there.
"NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA OKAHAHAHAHY! OKAHAHY IHIL STOHOHOP FOHOHOR NOW!" He forced out.
Rantaro and (as much as he didn't want to) Kokichi relented, letting Shuichi breath. His face was bright red and he still wore an adorable crooked smile.
"Fucking finally." Kokichi taunted.
"Alright, should I set up the laptop now?" Rantaro asked.
"Yeah!"
Once they began the movie they decided on seeing, they cuddled together with a blanket and shared popcorn. Even though there was work that had to be done, Shuichi was glad he chose to relax for a bit, even if it was forced.
One word, ✨lee kokichi✨ Thats it. Thank you for listening to my speach. Justatrashyswitch2020
YES!!!!! Okay so Idk if this is a request BUT I’m gonna write it even if it’s not a request! I’m doing Oumami for this one because YESSSSSS- Hope you enjoy ^v^ ALSO I’M VOTING U FOR PRESIDENT-
Punishing a Little Brat
Kokichi was sneaking up on Rantaro, holding back giggles. Rantaro was reading a book that Shuichi suggested for him to read. Kokichi finally attacked. His fingers shot out and wriggled under Rantaro’s arms. Rantaro let out a high shriek and turned around glaring at Kokichi. Kokichi knew that look. He saw the mischievous gleam in his eye. He bolted to hide from Rantaro. Rantaro then ran after him, trying to catch him. Kokichi ran into their shared room and tried to close the door before Rantaro could get him, but he was too slow. Rantaro pushed through the door, tackling Kokichi to the carpeted floor. He then started clawing his fingers at Kokichi’s sides. Kokichi let out a girlish shriek and dissolved into squeaky laughter trying to escape from the tickles, “A-Amami-Chahahahan! Stahahahahap!” Rantaro smirked from above, “You started this, and I’m gonna finish it~” He started peppering kisses all over the shorter boy’s neck, eliciting another shriek and more hysterical laughter, “NOHOHOHOHOHO AMAMI-CHAHAHAN!!! NOHOHO MOHOHORE!!!” Tears started to leak from the grape panta addict’s eyes. That’s when Rantaro knew he had enough. He stopped and Kokichi finally relaxed, breathing heavily. Rantaro picked up his sleepy boyfriend and laid him on the bed, cuddling up to him after. He softly pet Kokichi’s head, the latter humming in content. The two then fell asleep, Rantaro spooning Kokichi from behind.
Got inspo to write from a discord server I’m in that is super chaotic and full of amazing people that I love!!! This is ler!Rantaro fic with Lee!Ouma! Hope y’all enjoy 💕 As always completely sfw and obviously includes tickling lol
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Kokichi came back to his and Rantaro’s house after a long day of work, tired, and annoyed. As soon as he stepped through the door, he saw his lover on the couch waiting for him.
“Hey Kokichi,” He smiled at his boyfriend and waited for him to get his shoes off to join him on the couch,”How was work?”
Kokichi groaned and cuddled up to Rantaro, putting his head on his boyfriend's shoulder and wrapping his arms around his neck. “Sucked. Even more than usual.” Rantaro frowned at the purple haired boys discontent. Luckily he knew just how to cheer his boyfriend up. He slipped his hands under Kokichi’s shirt and lightly traced his sides, being as gentle as possible. Despite barely touching him, the smaller boy let out small giggles, not bothering to hold them in.
“Mhehehehe Rantarohohooo” He let out a small whine, but didn’t move or try to stop the hands that were now slowly moving to his ribs. As his hands loved up, he leaned his head down to whisper in Ouma’s ear.
“I know you like this babe, don’t try to deny it~” Kokichi felt his face heat up, but he couldn’t say the green haired boy was wrong. As fingers traced his ribs, his laugh rose in pitch, leaving adorable giggling to fill the room.
“Rantaharohohohooo, nehehehehe plehehehehease” His words trailed off into more giggling, and Rantaro couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle at how cute his boyfriend was.
“Hmm? Please what? Please tickle you more? I can do that easily, especially with how ticklish you are. It’s so cute~” Kokichi’s face grew brighter, laughter yet again rising, as the light traces of Rantaro’s dexterous fingers continued up his ribs. When he reached the top ribs of the giggling boy, he moved his fingers back and forth, tracing the top rib.
“Ehehehehehe nahahahaha pleheheheee” His giggling persisted, still not asking for it to stop.
“Aww~ Are you a little ticklish right here, hmm? Does it tickle tickle tickle?” Kokichi couldn’t even form words anymore, he just nodded his head and laughed into Rantaro’s shoulder. With arms still around his boyfriend’s neck, his underarms were completely vulnerable. Rantaro slipped two fingers into the center and lightly scratched.
“AAHAHA R-Rantaroohohoho EEHeheheee” The change from fingers to nails causing the volume of his voice to rise, arms shaking in an attempt to keep them up on Rantaro’s neck.
“Ooh even more ticklish here! How adorable, you’re not even moving your arms down. A good effort, but I wonder how long it will last~ Ah! I know, why don’t we make it a game! If you can keep your arms up, then we can go to the bakery down the street, and you can pick out any desert you like! Deal? ” Kokichi could hear the smirk in his lover’s voice, anticipation flooding his senses. Despite this, he nodded his head, sealing their deal. A third finger joined in tickling, Rantaro still keeping it light.
“W-Wahahahahahait! Nahahahahaha, noho fahair” He refused to lose this game they were playing and kept his arms up. Unfortunately for him, Rantaro wasn’t going to lose either. His last two fingers joined at the same time, digging in a bit harder, though not too hard.
“Still holding in there, my little lee? It’s so cute, how hard you try.” Kokichi could barely take it, and Rantaro’s teasing was almost worse than the tickling itself.
“NAHAhahahaha! Noooohoho RanTAHArohohooo!” His arms began to shake even more, but he still wouldn’t let go. Rantaro lowered his other hand down to Kokichi’s waist and softly kneaded the sides of his belly, as his other hand continued. Feeling the hand on his waist, Kokichi dropped his arms, but still didn’t try to grab Rantaro’s hands.
“NOHOHOHOOO! THAHAT’S NOHOHOT FAHAIIR!” Kokichi’s giggles turned into full laugh, Rantaro snickered at his boyfriend’s complaining.
“Aww, did someone lose? That’s too bad,” Rantaro faked a pouting face, a smirk returning right after. “Guess that means I won! Hmm, but what should be my reward?” As he was talking, both Kokichi’s sides were being squeezed, with Kokichi squirming side to side.
“Youhuhuhu gehet nothihihing cus yu ch-cheheatEHED!” Rantaro’s hands went faster hearing his boyfriend’s accusations.
“Cheated? I didn’t know that there were rules? I never said I would stay in one spot, I just said you had to keep your arms up. So please, tell me how I cheated.” Kokichi’s hiccuping laughter continued as the sides of his tummy were squeezed.
“IHIHIHI CA-CAHAHAHAN’T AHAHAHA!” Kokichi could barely get any words out with how much it tickled. Rantaro of course knew this and used it to his advantage.
“See! You can’t think of any because I didn’t! Now for my reward. Hmm, how about I tickle your worst spot for 5 minutes?” Kokichi’s eyes widened and he started struggling to get away, but Rantaro held him there.
“Don’t worry, I was only joking.” He chuckled at Kokichi’s reaction and moved him so his back was pressed against Rantaro’s front. He leaned his head down and whispered in Kokichi’s ear,”Just one minute, and I’ll be gentle~” He blew a puff of air into Kokichi’s ear, making him let out a squeak.
“NONONO Plehease, not thaaaat!” Kokichi tried to squirm, but it got him nowhere. Rantaro lowered his hands down to Kokichi’s hips and left them right hovering over him.
“Are you ready?” Kokichi shook his head back and forth,”Too bad, three~”
His hands slowly descended.
“Twooo~”
They were right above him now, so close it was like he could feel them.”
“Nohohohoho pleeease!” Kokichi tried to plead, though the excitement was still clear in his voice.
“Ooonee~” His hands settled onto Kokichi’s hips.
“Ehehehehe nooohoho!” Kokichi couldn’t help but giggle in anticipation, already squirming.
“Tickle tickle tickle~” Rantaro’s hands squeezed at the smaller boys hips, and his head leaned down to blow small raspberries on his neck. Kokichi let out a shriek and broke into loud high pitch laughter.
“GAHAHAHAHA RAHAHAHAHANAHAHAHAHA!” Kokichi was in a tickling hell, or heaven since he didn’t seem to mind as much as he said he did.
“Just a bit longer my little lee~” Kokichi’s face was as red as could be. The tickling, the teasing, and that nickname combined were a deadly attack. Tears started to fall down his cheeks, no longer able to form words, he accepted his fate and laughed until the minute was up.
“Okay!” Rantaro suddenly stopped, lightly rubbing Kokichi’s belly, firm enough so that it wouldn’t tickle. Kokichi melted into a pile of leftover giggles, curling up into Rantaro’s chest.
“You feel better?” Rantaro asked him comfortingly, running his hand through Kokichi’s hair.
“Yeah. Thank you.” His voice was slightly muffled from his face still being pressed to Rantaro’s shirt .
“If you want we can still go to the bakery.” Rantaro knew Kokichi was going to lose, but he also knew he loved a challenge.
“Later. Want to stay here for now.”
“Okay” They stayed like that for a while, then walked down to the bakery and got some sweets.