Not shaving and not wearing make up are literally nonbehaviors. They’re a complete lack of action. But doing nothing is considered masculine because women are not allowed to just be. this goes double for trans women.
Tune in next time for: Are these menstrual cramps? Am I pregnant? Is it just gas? I wouldn’t have to ask these questions if I didn’t have a damn uterus
Y'all are forgetting the all-time classic: Is it just my period or is my appendix about to burst? Some nice tea and a heatpack or 911 and emergency surgery?
Place your hand over the pain, press down slightly and release. If the pain doesn’t change by any great margin, you’re fine. If it suddenly becomes some painful you can barely stand, Get thee to an Emergency Room
Sun and moon were sitting in their rooms, making a video. Sun starts off with the regular intro.
"Hello everybody welcome back to the Sun and Moon show!" He shouted.
"Hi brother!" Moon said as he made his character jump and kinda smack the air.
They were playing a lucky block race because Moon sucked at the last one.
"Hi! Today, Moon's gonna have a friendly competition with me considering the last time we did do lucky blocks I..." Sun paused for a second
"D e m o l i s h e d h i m"
Moon got a little bit pissed and started walking towards Sun in game.
"Ima have to ask you to repeat that...." Moon said.
"N-no! Ah...." Sun nervously said.
"Ima have to ask you to repe-" Moon got cut off with Sun smacking him off of the platform.
They both stared at their computer as Moon got excessively more angry while Sun got excessively more worried and scared.
Moon got up and took his headphones off and started walking towards Sun's room. Sun started getting nervous.
"I-I was t-trying to punch you! M-moon- GAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Sun said while Moon started tickling his upper torso.
"Trying to punch me Eehy?~"
"MOHOHOHOON! IHIHIHIM- EHEHEHEHE!" Poor Sun was already out of breath and it's barely been 30 seconds, maybe he should have thought of that before he punched Moon.
"Tiiickle tickle tiiiiiiickle~" Moon teased as he moved to Sun's belly
"NYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! N-NOHOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHEHERE" Sun tried pushing Moon off, he succeeded, but Moon's even more pissed.
"Oh, you shouldn't have done that~" Moon picked Sun up and threw him on his bed.
"Ah! M-moon? What are you doing?..."
Sun panicked as Moon stood at the end of the bed with his feet in captivity. Poor Sun felt so helpless in the situation.
"Mohohoon no..." He giggled in anticipation
Moon ghosted around his feet. Sun's already gonna burst out in laughter before Moon even touches him.
"Eep! Hehehehe...Mohohoon"
"Why are you laughing? I didn't even touch you~" Moon traced a finger across the soft sensory pads he had.
Sun started giggling more. He covered his face in embarrassment. Moon started tickling Sun's soles and Sun accidentally kicked Moon in the face.
"GYAHAHAHAHA- Oh my gosh! Moon are you okay!?" Sun got up and went over to Moon.
Moon was holding his faceplate and lying on the floor in pain.
"Ow.....i honestly didn't expect that coming" Moon said as Sun helped him up.
"Welp...we still got a video to record so let's finish" Sun said, getting back in his chair.
"I agree" Moon said as he went back to his room.
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H-hi....@coy-lee I got a lil inspired off of a drawing of yours and a lil nervous to tag u....
AUTHOR’S NOTE: Hey guys! I enjoyed writing the last fic, so have another one on the house!
Overview: After about a month of Eclipse being at Saturn’s mercy, an accident in the daycare causes him to change the game.
WARNING: THIS IS A TICKLE FIC
The lights of the daycare glowed warmly in gold and yellow tones as laughter rang out and echoed through the building. Barrels were being thrown and thunderous footsteps made the play structures and bridge shake and rattle.
Except, the Pizza Plex was closed, and the result of the daycare still being in use came from bigger bodies than the normal-sized superstars that regularly attended.
“S-S-S-Saturn! Dear! Please!” Eclipse was the one running, fleeing, and leaping away like a crazed gazelle as Saturn chased him down like a hungry tiger.
Eclipse had been made her prey many times before, and he knew what would happen if he let her catch him. Ever since his little secret was revealed during his updates, Saturn had been much more playful with him, using his newfound weakness for training. After all, Saturn wanted Eclipse to be strong with her, and so improving his physical performance was a goal of hers. She didn’t quite understand what it would take to do this, so she resorted to using what she knew. Eclipse learned new things when he put them into practice, and he could be motivated by fear, like many of her soldiers.
But it wasn’t true fear. The dimensional conqueror could see the excitement in his eyes whenever he looked back towards her, flashing like the infinite cosmos the closer she got to catching him. Saturn had actually managed to shrink her body just enough to use the play structures, making this game much more fun. This daily routine of theirs got more extreme when Saturn had bad days and needed something extra to relax her. It flustered Eclipse to no end, but she frequently told, AND showed him just how much his frantic laughter helped to ease her from her stress. In a way, it was also relaxing to Eclipse, so it was deemed a win-win.
Eclipse twisted just a little too fast on one of the turns and tripped himself, falling to the floor of the padded pathway. He could hear Saturn’s footsteps getting closer, as well as her rare, quiet chuckle.
“What that a chuckle, I heard?” He couldn’t help but tease her whenever he heard her adorable laugh. It was so deep and gentle, like a murmur of joy from the greatest oceans.
Saturn stopped dead in her tracks, the hungry tiger being momentarily replaced by a deer in headlights, as her voice got caught in her throat.
“S-stop that!” The queen exclaimed as Eclipse took the opportunity to run away yet again.
Saturn grunted and chased after him again, her body hardening with a new resolve to catch him after that dirty stunt.
Unfortunately for his wife, Eclipse had another dirty little trick up his sleeve. As they both got closer to the exit at the bottom of one of the play structures, Eclipse knew that if he slid, he could fit under a small tear in the material that made up a specific clime-y wall. It had been torn for quite some time, and he had requested it be fixed, but Fazbear never answered him about it. Once he ensured all edges were soft to the touch, and all kids could fit through it, he let the kids play with the tear in the play structure, so long as they were careful. He knew full-well if he used this little secret opening as they were nearing the exit, he would have the upper hand. Just as his large wife was gaining on him, he suddenly dove for the corner, slipping through with ease due to his size. He expected Saturn to run around the long way to catch up again, but as he emerged the other side and sprang to his feet, he was startled by the sound of his darling’s yelp and a pair of legs jutting out from the play structure.
“D-Dear?” He turned around and had to hold back a giggle at what he saw.
Saturn, destroyer of worlds and the void, was stuck in the tear. She had attempted to follow Eclipse through the small hole and figured out- too late- that it would not fit her larger body. Her legs were stuck on one side, and the rest of her body was stuck on the other, facing up.
“Oh dear, are you alright?” Eclipse panted slightly and stooped next to her.
Saturn could only grunt in embarrassment, too flustered by her mistake to even speak.
“Are you injured, yes or no?” Eclipse’s voice was soft, but firm in her ear. He was certain she was fine, but even so, he wanted to make sure.
“No.” She said softly, squirming. “Though, I may need assistance getting out… this is uncomfortable, and it’s very tight…”
Eclipse sighs. “Only if you promise not to pin me as soon as you’re out. Give me a few seconds to start running again.”
“That seems more than fair considering it was my action that caused our training to stop.” Saturn sighed and crossed her arms, tapping her fingers.
“You mean our game of tickle tag fight?” Eclipse’s eye widened as Saturn gave an embarrassed chuckle.
“Oh, was that a chuuuckle?” He teased in a low voice as Saturn tried to lean away from him, his heterochromia eyes making her face heat up as they peered at her through the gaps in the clime-y wall.
“Nooo…” She whined like a teenager.
“Liar.” Eclipse sighed and tried to figure out how to get his wife out. Maybe pushing on her hips would slide her out the way she came in.
It would probably be easier to either pull her upper half by going around the other side, or pushing her lower half to get her out. However, as his hands landed softly on her hips and began pushing into her skin to dislodge her body, Saturn suddenly stiffened. Had he been too rough?
“Everything okay dear?” Eclipse looked up at her to see the most adorable thing.
Saturn was squirming back and forth with a steady blush forming on her face. Her eyes were squeezed shut and she was biting her lip. Eclipse tested something and lightly fluttered his fingers over where he had initially pushed down. Saturn’s body immidately jolted as she let a low giggle out.
As soon as the laughter reached Eclipse’s audio sensors, she was doomed.
“What was that?” He asked in an over-exaggerated, goofy tone. “Was that a chuckle, I heard?”
Saturn could only groan and cover her face. She knew her lover was looking at her, and it made her face feel hot. When she discovered his weakness, she didn’t consider it could also be used on her.
“E-Eclipse… w-wait…” She peeked out of her hands just to quickly hide again with a squeak. Yup, he was looking at her, with the smuggest smile she had ever seen on his face, accompanied by two hands full of wiggling fingers.
“Oh, my dear, are you… ticklish?” He cooed at his flustered love, his finger getting closer to her hips.
“No.” The big blue alien squeaked out, trying to sound serious, but her voice betrayed her.
“Oh? Then I guess this shouldn’t bother you…” Eclipse slyly touched his wiggly fingers down onto his wife’s hips, giggling softly as she desperately tugged at her trap, trying to get away from the annoying tingly feeling it gave her.
He could tell from the way her face looked, she was holding her breath. Her cheeks were all puffed-out and her face was turning a delightful shade of red with her eyes squeezed shut. Not to mention her chest and stomach were shaking badly as if trying to hold back a supernova of energy.
“Oh, dear…” He smiled softly and stopped his hands for a second. He wanted to make sure he wasn’t crossing a boundary.
Saturn relished in the merciful break, taking deep breaths and looking up at her love through the open squares of the clime-y wall, curious as to why he showed her mercy, and instantly regretted it. Eclipse was staring at her fondly, with that ridiculously lovable face of his.
“Is this… making you feel bad? Do you want me to stop?” His soft voice made her chest feel warm as he looked at her in the eye. Normally staring was a challenge in her world, but it was seen as affection here on Earth.
“Nhhhh…” She could only grunt out a whine, her cheeks rosier than Saint Nicholas.
“If it doesn’t feel good, I’ll stop and pull you out by your hands-”
“Wait!” Eclipse froze at Saturn’s interjection. “I… want to… train, too…” Her voice sounded uneasy, almost choked. It only sounded like that, when she was being vulnerable and expressing herself. Expressing herself in ways she hadn’t in years.
Saturn had to look away as a tender smile crept across Eclipse’s face. “Of course, dear…”
His hands returned to her hips, scribbling and squeezing as she returned to holding her breath, smiling wide and shaking. These feelings building up inside her were strange and funny, and it wasn’t just the air trapped in her lungs. With these feelings, she almost felt… younger. MUCH younger. Some of her first memories were back playing this same silly game with her siblings, and now, it felt like she was there again. In those days of vulnerability. Not fully understanding for what reason they trained. Not understanding her future turmoil and rise to power. Not understanding that wonderful freedom… the freedom she would lose as she grew into a leader. The freedom to laugh.
Eclipse suddenly caught her off-guard by sending some kind of sonic pulse through her abdomen using his face. It felt maddening, like a tickle bomb going off in her tummy and spreading around the rest of her core.
“GYHEHEHEHEHEHE! Ehehehehehe! Oh nohohoho!” Eclipse looked up with eyes full of stars, his smile stretched wide as he heard his wife laugh- REALLY laugh. Not a muffled chuckle or a giggle cut short by pride. Freedom. Freedom to laugh and be happy. If he had a heart in his metal shell it would likely be bursting like a balloon from all the love he felt for her in that moment.
Saturn cried out as Eclipse gave her another torturous raspberry on her tummy, rubbing his faceplate into the center.
“Lohohohohohove!” She strained and wiggled and slammed her fists, but nothing gave. The wall was her prison, and her precious Star was now her trainer. She had to figure a way out, especially as Eclipse stared working his way down her legs. Her joints were very sensitive, and Eclipse soon learned this as he wiggled his slim fingers on the underside of her knee. She nearly kicked him into the ceiling at that, giving a delightful squeal.
“You’re so cute…” He couldn’t help himself. As he worked on getting her shoes off, his wife struggled even harder to get free. He was beginning to tease her, which already made her nerves alight with feeling she didn’t understand. If he continued… training her… while using this other weakness, it would likely create a combo move that would defeat her.
Eclipse chuckled as he started to massage her, now exposed, foot. “Honestly, what to do with you…” He purred out, pressing his fingers into her heel. “High Commander, always on her feet… her poor, tired, ticklish feet…”
Saturn squeaked and tried desperately not to injure her evil and sweet love, her legs shaking as the combo move took effect.
“EHEHEHEHE! GHEHEHEHE! WAIT! STOP!” She screamed out and Eclipse immidately did, letting her foot down.
She covered her face as she rode the remaining laughter out. “Ihihi… think that’s enough training for mehehehe…” She looked up at him, blushing and smiling.
“I love you, you know that?” Eclipse gently placed a kiss on the side of her tummy, making her flinch and squeak before going completely limp. “Once our game is over… there’s something I want to show you…”
Saturn just nodded and Eclipse started making his way over to her upper half.
In the time it took him to get there, Saturn could feel different emotions swirling inside her tummy. She was excited to see what he wanted to show her. Eclipse tugged at her arms and she immidately became free. It was funny how easy it was for him to get her out. If it would have been that easy for her, the chain of events that unlocked her inner child would not have occurred. Eclipse got up to run but was immidately pinned.
“H-hey! You said you’d give me extra time!” He weakly protested.
“Too bad.” His wide smirked down at him, her eyes flashing with resolve as she immidately went for his belly, itching and squeezing the metal shell, making his hat fly off his head from how fast his rays spun. “I want to see your surprise, so, let’s cut our training short.”
“NOHOHOT FAHAHAIR!” He squirmed badly and pushed against his mountain of a lover as she held him down, scratching her fingernails across his tummy before launching them into his open arm joints to torture the sensitive wiring. He screamed and begged as she looked to his stomach once more, stopping the tazing of his armpits.
“Ehhh… hehehehe… S-Sahahaturn? Whahahat… ahahare you- EEP!” Eclipse jolted with nerves as Saturn suddenly gave him a raspberry. She had never used those before! But it only took him all of two seconds to realize it was his own fault. HE had shown her raspberries when she was stuck.
“PLEHEHEASE! YOU’RE GOHOHONAHAHAHA KIHIHILL MEHEHE!” He cried out as Saturn gave him a second raspberry.
“Okay. Love I think that’s enough… Now… what’s the surprise?” Eclipse was taken aback by the amount of excitement in Saturn’s voice. Her eyes were showing just about as many stars as her beautiful dark blue skin.
After recovering from his giggles and being let up by his wife, he leaned up and began something he had always been too shy to initiate before.
Saturn felt her body enter a state of shock as Eclipse started leaving little tickly, but very gentle, kisses on her face, and neck and even some of her chest. She utterly melted from the affection and leaned into him as he gave her kiss after kiss, humming deep in his chest. His voice felt like that of a songbird’s on a sweet summer’s day, the sunset leaking and mixing with the growing nightfall.
They had definitely exchanged kisses before, but never like this. Eclipse would usually jump and give her peck or she would lean down and give him one proper. Then there was the one time he had initiated a strong, passionate kiss. This felt similar to that. The love was just as intense, but being delivered slightly differently in the form of little bites of snacks to soothe her emptiness instead of a glorious feast all at once.
As Eclipse’s fans worked to cool off his inner wiring, he couldn’t help but be proud of himself when he gazed up at his wife’s face. It was mostly red and accompanied by two golden eyes rolled up in bliss.
“I love you, Saturn…” He murmured into her ear.
“Mmmm… Mhmmm…” She couldn’t even reply other than a hum to let him know he had been heard.
She didn't even realize she had fallen asleep in his arms until she awoke several hours later with her cute, devilishly sweet husband still holding onto her.
Characters: Lee!Yuji, Ler!Nanami, Sukuna(only in Yuji's head), Megumi, Nobara, Inumaki (because I love this little dork, okay? lol)
Genre: Comfort <3
Word Count: 3166
Summary: Yuji Is super down today, that and he's not been sleeping well due to the nightmares he's been having. His friends, concerned about him go to Nanami with their concerns, and the stoic teacher takes it upon himself to cheer Itadori up.
A/N: Hey, Curse here! This was originally intended to be part of the Amusement Park Aftermath fic, but I couldn't organically fit it in so I split them up... so that's why there are similarities in the setting. Enjoy!
Though the mood had been upbeat and calm in the days before, today it seemed as though a rain cloud loomed over Jujutsu Tech-- both figuratively and literally. Everyone seemed a bit more somber today.
Even Yuji wasn’t immune to the effects as he gazed out his window at the bleak gray sky, winds whipping the trees around and causing the leaves to drift around with reckless abandon.
He sighed softly, leaning over and resting his face on his palms as he watched the gloominess outside from the edge of his bed.
He heard his door open, but didn’t turn around or acknowledge it. Nobara and Megumi had been peeking in on him periodically to make sure he was still alive, clearly unused to the pink haired teen being a recluse.
“He’s still moping.” Megumi sighed.
“Should we go get Gojo sensei?” Nobara asked.
“We want to cheer him up, not make him worse.”
“I dunno, he seems pretty good at this kind of thing...”
Inumaki poked his head into the room with them, signing as he spoke. “Bonito flakes…” Megumi is right… “Mustard Leaf.” Gojo would just overwhelm him more.
“Well, do you have a better idea?”
Inumaki paused, the blonde tapped his chin as he became deep in thought. Nobara shot Megumi a look that screamed; ‘this is who we’re taking ideas from?’ as she gestured to the other teen.
“Tuna mayo?” Maybe Nanami can help?
“If Gojo can’t help, what makes you think Nanami sensei can?”
“He’s right.” Megumi nodded in agreement with Toge’s idea. “Nanami is our best bet. If something serious is going on, Yuji might be more comfortable talking to Nanami about it.”
Inumaki nodded his head, looking quite pleased with himself as Nobara sighed. “Fine, let’s go find him…” With that, the trio headed to Nanami’s classroom and explained the worrying situation to him.
“That explains why he hasn’t been blowing my phone up this morning…” He sighed softly. Yuji had a bad habit of spamming his phone with an overabundance of positive texts, or any and all memes he found that he thought were funny… most of the time they weren’t.
“I’ll go talk to him,” He nodded, standing up from his desk. “Thank you for coming to me.”
Back In Yuji’s room, he had actually started to doze off watching the rain fall down his window when there was a knock at his door. He sighed, trying to ignore their efforts.
There was another knock, this one softer and a bit more hesitant than the first.
“Guys, I’m not dead in here. you can stop checking on me.” He called out, half asleep.
“Itadori?”
Yuji perked up at the sound of the voice. “Nanamin?”
“Is it alright if I come in?”
The pinkette nodded, but realized he couldn’t see him. “Yeah, you can come in.” he responded, turning around to look at the door.
Nanami walked in and closed the door behind him, assessing Yuji carefully for any signs of distress. “I haven’t heard from you In a while… I wanted to check in on you.” He said, his voice softer than usual.
Itadori smiled a little, and when he did, Nanami could see just how exhausted the teen looked. “Yeah, sorry… I haven’t been on my phone.”
That in and of itself was alarming.
The blonde teacher approached him cautiously. “Yuji, you look like you haven’t been sleeping.” He observed out loud. “Is everything alright?”
“Yeah, I’m fine.” Itadori brushed off his concern, trying to shake off the fatigue. “Just didn’t sleep well last night.”
“Watching too many Jennifer Lawrence movies, again?” There was a note of teasing on his words as he spoke to the pink haired boy. (Okay, more than a note.)
Yuji felt his face heat up. “Noooo…” He subtly nudged his chair to conceal a stack of Jennifer Lawrence movies he had in fact been watching the night before.
Nanami, of course, saw this. He let out a small chuckle as he idly picked up one of Itadori’s blankets from the floor, folding it as he spoke. “Yuji, if something is bothering you… you know you can talk to me, right?” He asked, glancing up at the teen as he neatly set it down on the bed. “Even if you think it’s something minor…”
Yuji bit his lip and looked back out the window. “Yeah… I know that…It’s just my thoughts are so scrambled right now… I don’t even know how to start talking about what’s bothering me...”
Nanami frowned, picking up another blanket and approaching the pinkette with it. He carefully draped it around him and sat down next to him. “I understand…”
A memory flickered to the forefront of his mind, he recalled saying something similar to his best friend when he was Yuji’s age. Haibara had responded by looking for the fluffiest, most comforting blanket he could find in their dorm room and damn near smothered Kento with it as he wrapped him up in it and hugged him tightly.
It was times like this that he wished Yu had still been alive, he’d be much better at this sort of thing than he was… “I’m sorry.” Kento said softly, his hands firmly grasping his students shoulders. “Is there anything I can do to help?”
Yuji looked at the window, the rain and wind had kicked up even more outside. “Can I… have a hug?”
Nanami nodded, not hesitating to engulf him in a big protective hug at his request. “Of course you can.”
Yuji smiled, the warmth from the blanket and the warmth radiating from the tight hug was soothing to him. He wrapped his arms around Nanami in response, resting his head on his shoulder.
As he sat there with him, the room silent save for the rain falling outside and the soft breathing, he felt his racing thoughts slowing down a bit… making more sense rather than being incoherent whispers speaking over each other.
But that soon became a problem too, as the reason for his anguish presented itself.
He was sad.
He was really fucking sad… He missed his grandpa. He was exhausted from trying to put on a brave front all the time, when the truth of the matter was; he was still just a scared, sad kid who missed the only family he had ever truly had...
As Nanami sat there holding the student, he felt him begin to tremble in his arms. “Itadori?” He asked softly, holding the teen tighter to try to silently reassure him he was okay.
“I’m… sorry…” Came the small, whimper of a reply. Small sobs escaped his shaking form as he buried his face in the blonde’s chest, his tears soaking into the blue fabric.
“Hey… don’t be sorry.” Kento responded, keeping his tone low and gentle in an attempt to soothe the boy. “It’s okay… shh… you’re okay.” He began rubbing circles into the pinkette’s back as he spoke. “I’m here with you and I’m not going anywhere…”
If Yuji hadn’t have already been crying, he would have been now. He clung onto his mentor like a scared child as he sobbed harder.
It became clear to Nanami just how much pain the boy was in, his muffled cries sounding anguished and terrified. It absolutely broke his heart, he wasn’t sure how to take the pain away from the usually bright light hearted teen, and he desperately wanted to.
“I’m so tired of being scared, Nanami!” he cried into his chest.
“Yuji… It’s going to be okay, you have nothing to be afraid of here. I’ll protect you.” The usually stoic teacher whispered in response.
“But who will protect you?” Itadori whimpered, burrowing further into his protective hold. “I can’t lose you too!!”
“Yuji…” Nanami felt his heart twist at the student’s outburst, he wished more than anything he could say that he wouldn’t lose him, and that everything would be okay in the end… but he knew from his own experience that wasn’t the case. He knew how cruel this line of work was… it didn’t discriminate with the lives it claimed.
“I can’t lose you…!” The boy sobbed, his frame shaking like a leaf in the blonde teacher’s strong arms. “P-Please…!”
“Shhh… hey, listen to me okay? I have no intentions of going anywhere.” Kento whispered, gently rocking Itadori in his arms. “Why are you so worried about me? I haven’t died yet.”
“I…” Yuji pulled back, looking up at Nanami with tears falling down his face. That also broke his heart. “I-I’ve been having these nightmares… Where y-you… you…”
“Shhh…” Nanami reached forward and gently pulled the crying pinkette back into his warm embrace, stroking his hair gently as he guided his head to rest against his chest. “Yuji, they’re just bad dreams… do you hear that? My heart is still beating. I’m still here. You’re okay… I’ve got you.”
This seemed to soothe some of anguish the boy was feeling, his sobs becoming small whimpers as he began to calm down at the sound of Nanami’s heartbeat in his ear.
They sat there In silence together for a while, the only other sound in the room was the rain hitting Yuji’s window and his sniffles and whimpers.
But soon those would silence too, and Itadori would slowly pull away from Nanami again. His eyes were puffy from all the crying he’d done, and his face was tear stained. “N-Nanamin?”
“Yes?”
“Th-Thank you…”
The blonde smiled softly at him, gently wiping away some of the remaining tears from his face. “Of course…”
Yuji giggled a bit as Kento grazed against his neck when wiping his tears away, causing the blonde to pause and give him a confused look. “What was that?”
“Nothing.” Itadori said quickly, smiling nervously as his mentor stared at him.
Oh?
Nanami smirked, ghosting his fingers along Itadori’s neck, causing him to squeak and recoil with a giggle. “Nothing? Are you sure about that?”
“Nanami…”
“Itadori… you wouldn’t happen to be… ticklish, would you?”
“W-Well would you look at the time? I’m gonna be late for my training session with Gojo and-- ACK!”
“Oh no you don’t.” Kento grabbed onto the pinkette before he could escape, pulling him back into his arms and pinning him against him. “Even if you did have training with Gojo right now, which you don’t because he’s out of town… I’m not letting you off the hook that easily.”
“Wh-What did I do?”
“I told you I’d protect you… that includes from yourself and your sadness.”
“But Nanamin… I’m not sad any--eeeeehehehehehe!” Yuji’s protests were interrupted by a squeal followed by adorably bubbly giggles as Nanami began to tickle him.
“Oh please, don’t insult my intelligence… I know you’re still sad, you’re just not crying anymore.” Nanami rolled his eyes fondly at the boy, squeezing at his side teasingly.
“Nahahahahanami! Ihihihit tickles!” Itadori whined, but despite his complaints he made no attempts to get away.
Nanami chuckled at his reactions, sneaking his hand underneath Yuji’s shirt to lightly tickle his bare side. “Does it now~? How unfortunate for you… because I have no intentions of stopping until you feel better~”
Yuji giggled harder as he leaned into Nanami’s hold. “Ihihihihi’m not sahahahahad anymore!”
“Itadori, It’s okay to be sad…” Nanami said soothingly, skittering his fingers up and down his ribs as he spoke. “It’s okay to feel what you’re feeling… but that doesn’t mean I’m going to let you suffer through it alone.”
The most adorable thing about this whole thing? Yuji wasn’t resisting, he was actually angling himself in ways that would give Nanami more access to his ticklish spots… which he found utterly adorable.
“Itadori, you know… you could at least pretend to want to get away~” Kento chuckled in amusement at his student.
“I dohohoho want to get ahahaway!” Yuji lied… because If he really wanted to get away, he totally could.
“Oh, you do, hm? Is that why you’re rolling around like a puppy trying to get me to scratch its belly?” Nanami couldn’t help but tease the boy, his fingers drifting to Yuji’s stomach. “Is this what you were looking for~?”
Itadori squealed as he felt Nanami’s fingers lightly dance across his toned stomach, practically melting in his mentor's hold as he laughed harder. “EHEHEHEHEEK!”
It’s now coming to Itadori’s attention that he may… and I repeat; may be… enjoying this. (He is.)
Sure, every once In a while he’ll get the occasional poke here and there, or Gojo will be… well, Gojo… and tickle the absolute snot out of him but… Nanami’s tickles are much more gentle and affectionate. It’s almost relaxing in a sense… plus he never knew his parents, and his grandfather wasn’t exactly the most physically affectionate so it’s kind of healing to his inner child right now to be tickled by someone he views as a father figure.
Also, he just really loves playing around with him like this… this isn’t a side anyone sees of Nanami.
Did I mention Yuji is an adorable ball of sunshine yet? because he totally is.
“Ah, that was definitely what you wanted…” Nanami teased, his fingers tracing teasingly along his stomach, producing the most adorable giggles he’s heard in a very long time.
“Nahahahahanamin! Nohohohoho! Nahahat the behehehelly!” Yuji squealed, covering his face as his half hearted protests fell on deaf ears.
“Not the belly? why not? It seems like as good a spot as any…” Nanami hummed thoughtfully, pretending to consider it for a moment. “Hmm… Nope, sorry. I think I’m going to stay right here for a bit longer, you’re a tough kid, you can take it.”
Yuji squealed again as his stomach was tickled with more vigor.
‘Seriously, brat? He’s not kidding… You really are like a dog who wants his stomach rubbed. The only thing you’re missing is the damn leg kick.’ Sukuna taunted Yuji internally.
‘Suhuhuhukuna shuhuhuhut up!’ Poor Yuji couldn’t even escape the teasing in his mind.
‘You know you could easily get this to stop, don’t you? Just allow me control and--’
‘Absolutely nahahahat!’
‘Why not? Don’t tell me… you actually ENJOY this, do you?’
‘Ihihihim not gonna lehehehet you hurt him!’
‘How pathetic… you truly are an annoying brat.’
“Nahahahanamihihihi plehehehease!”
The blond relented his attack, allowing the pinkette to catch his breath. “Are you feeling any better yet?” He asked gently, keeping his unofficial son trapped in his grasp as he calmed down.
Yuji nodded, giggling a bit still. “Y-Yeah.. thanks dad.”
Oh fuck.
He didn’t just…
Nanami froze as he heard those words come out of Itadori’s mouth.
Itadori panicked inwardly, his distress making Sukuna chuckle in amusement in the back of his mind. “I-I mean… yeah, thanks dad.” He said much more sarcastically this time, hoping that Nanami would go for it.
He did not.
“Yuji… did you just… call me dad?”
Yuji felt himself tear up, fearful that he just ruined the relationship he had with Nanami. “Y-Yeah, but I meant it in a joking way.”
Kento frowned, he knew by the way the boy’s voice quivered that he was lying. “Yuji…”
“I-I’m sorry.” Yuji shook his head and closed his eyes, trying to contain his emotions. “I-I didn’t mean to… I-It… It jus-- EEK!”
Yuji shrieked as Nanami resumed his ticklish attack, now holding the teen’s arms above his head and tickling under his arms.
“NAHAHAHAHANAMI?? AHAHAHAHAHAHA! WHYHYHYHYHY ARE YOU TICKLING MEHEHEHE??”
“Because you’re sad again.” Nanami answered simply.
“AHAHAHAHAREN’T YOU MAHAHAHAD AT MEHEHE??”
Nanami leaned down a bit so he could speak directly into Yuji’s ear. “Why would I be mad?” His voice was low and calm, as if he wasn’t completely annihilating Yuji with tickles right now.
“BEHEHEHECAUSE IHIHIHI CALLED YOU-- EeEeEeEeEEEEK!” Yuji shrieked as Nanami blew a raspberry against his neck, cutting him off. “NAHAHAHAHA!!”
“I seem to have missed the part where you did something to make me mad…” Nanami smiled a bit, his fingers not slowing their pace against Itadori’s ticklish armpit whatsoever.
“BUHUHUHUT IHIHI… IHIHI CALLED YOUHUHU DAHAHAD-- AIEEE!”
Itadori was interrupted by another raspberry against his neck. “And?”
“IHIHIHIHIM SOHOHOHORRYEEEEHEHEHEHE!” Yuji shrieked again as he dealt another massive raspberry against his neck. Before he could form semi coherent sentences again, Nanami laid him down on his back on his bed and pinned his arms down above his head.
“Yuji Itadori… If you apologize to me again, you’re going to regret it.” Nanami said sternly, though his green eyes sparkled as his gaze remained gentle on the teen. “My cursed technique isn’t just useful for inflicting pain…It can also be used to make ticklish troublemakers even more ticklish…”
Yuji took a moment to catch his breath, and tried to collect his thoughts before responding. “N-Nanamin… Why aren’t you mad at me…?”
“I told you, you haven’t said anything to upset me.”
“But… I called you… D-Dad… That doesn’t upset you?”
Nanami smiled. “No… It doesn’t.” He let go of Itadori’s arms, and just let him lay there instead.
Yuji frowned, tears quickly flooding his eyes as he looked away. “You can’t possibly mean that… you’re just trying to reassure me-EEEE--” the pinkette squealed and began cackling again as Nanami blew a raspberry on his stomach.
“New rule, every time you apologize for no reason or overthink, I’m going to tickle you.” Kento smirked, watching as the boy composed himself again.
“B-But…”
“Yuji… I’m not just trying to reassure you. I meant that.” Nanami’s voice was gentle as he spoke. “If calling me Dad makes you happy then… you can call me that any time you want.”
Itadori sat up slowly, his eyes still sparkly with tears. “Y-You… really don’t mind?”
“Of course not.” Kento reached forward and wiped Yuji’s tears. “I happen to care about you.”
Welp. That did it… again.
Yuji started sobbing again, leaning forward and burying his face in Nanami’s chest as he ugly cried
Kento pulled him into a comforting hug, rubbing soothing circles into his back. “Shh… It’s okay now… You’re safe.”
‘You truly are a pathetic creature, you know that?’
‘That may be… but at least I’M loved sooo… suck it.’
After a few more minutes Yuji began to calm down, and he pulled back from Nanami. “Thank you… I needed that.” He smiled, wiping his eyes.
“You don’t have to thank me for comforting you, you know…” Nanami mused. “I really don’t mind.”
“Heh… Yeah I guess you’re right… sorry-- EEHEHEHE!” Yuji shrieked as Nanami reached forward and tickled his stomach, after using ratio to make him even more ticklish, of course.
“You never learn, do you?” Nanami sighed, though his words may have come out as disappointed, the playful glimmer in his eyes betrayed him.
It seemed It was going to take some time for Yuji to learn not to be so apologetic and overthink so much, and Nanami was content to keep tickling him until he got that message through his skull… Yuji was also content to let it happen.
She hates days like this. She needs to stay low for a bit after managing to get onto the news, which means she's trapped in the bar that the League of Villains owns until further notice, staring at the ceiling from her sprawled-out position on a couch.
Everybody else, however, has no such limitations. Izuku's out right now on some kind of murder mission, and the others are busy doing their own things that Himiko couldn't really care less about. So, it's needless to say that she's bored out of her mind as she waits for someone to come and entertain her.
As if triggered by the thought, the door handle jiggles, causing Himiko to push herself upwards at the speed of light, eyes locking onto the door.
After a moment, the door swings open, revealing a very grumpy Izuku. He quickly shuts the door behind him, walks over to the couch opposite Himiko, and flops face-first over the arm of it, his face smushing into the cushion as he lays on his stomach.
Himiko, ever amazing at reading the room, grins and quickly stands up, bounding over to the green haired boy. "Izu, you're back! I was sooo bored without you."
She kneels on the floor next to him, her arms resting on the couch as she grins at him.
"I'm not really in the mood," Izuku mutters, his words muffled by the couch cushion he's currently stuffing his face into.
"Aww, it couldn't have been that bad, could it?"
"It was. I don't wanna talk about it."
Himiko hums and frowns. "Did you at least kill the guy Shiggy wanted you to?"
Izuku hums an affirmation, causing the bright smile to reappear on Himiko's face. "Well, then, stop acting all grumpy. No point in it if you did what you had to, right?" She pokes at his cheek, which only causes him to huff and cover it up with his arm petulantly. "I'm not gonna let you be a buzzkill. I've been bored all day. Gimme some entertainment."
The covering of his cheek does nothing but cause Himiko to switch to poking his side, which is clearly not what Izuku had been hoping would happen. He jumps and peeks out to glare at her half-heartedly. Himiko's smile only widens. "What? Did that tickle?"
Izuku doesn't respond, only hiding his face again. Himiko giggles and continues poking his side, causing the boy to twitch each time as he tries to stay motionless. "Are you ignoring me? Is that what's going on here? You know how hard it is to ignore me," she teased before giving up on subtlety and skittering her nails over Izuku's side. "Come on, cheer up!"
At the sudden switch, Izuku finally cracks, rolling onto his side to face her and attempting to push her hands away, snickering softly. "Stop that."
"Oh, you're not ignoring me anymore! That's good. Now it'll be easier to cheer you up." Himiko pushes herself up on her knees, now at a slightly higher level than Izuku. She latches one hand onto his waist and gently squeezes while the other claws at his stomach.
Izuku bursts out into giggles, curling into a ball on his side. He seems stuck between pushing her away and protecting himself, one hand gripping Himiko's wrist and trying to push it away. She can tell he isn't really trying.
"You're nohot cheering me uhup!"
"Of course I am, silly Izu! Look at how giggly you are now," Himiko teases.
"Thahat's because you're just- haha! Just tihickling me!"
"Hmm, I don't think I believe you. If you're still grumpy, you should stop laughing or you'll give people the wrong impression." Himiko pushes herself up to sit on the couch next to the spot where Izuku lays, trapping him between her and the back cushion as she scratching her nails into his ribs.
"Ehehahahaha!" Izuku collapses into giggles once more, a sound that Himiko finds absolutely adorable. This is one of those near-daily occurrences where she has to ask herself how her friend can terrify the crap out of heroes when he looks like this most of the time. "You ahahass!"
"You're really in no position to insult me, y'know," Himiko snickers. "And besides, it's hard to take it seriously when you sound so cute saying it."
"Shuhut uhuhup!"
"You're being pretty rude, y'know. Maybe I need to cheer you up some more." Before Izuku can protest, she moves her hands up his ribcage and starts wiggling her thumbs into his armpits.
"WAHAhahaha! Nohoho, Hihimiko!" Izuku's arms clamp down over Himiko's fingers, his legs kicking at her like a kitten attacking its owner.
"Aww, come on, don't laugh! You're supposed to be upset, aren't you?" Himiko teases with a grin.
"I- hahaha! I can't!" Izuku protests, then squeals when Himiko's nails scritch against the back of his ribcage, her thumbs still drilling into his armpits. "Ahahahaha!"
"Oh, does that mean you're happy now? Because you can't stop laughing?"
"Yehehes! Ehehe, I'm hahappy now! Stahahap!"
And Himiko does stop, pulling her hands back and watching her friend sink into the couch cushion below him, hugging himself as he giggles. His flushed face causes his freckles to pop out at her. Toga decides pink is her favorite color after red. Nothing can beat red.
Izuku reaches up and gently punches her shoulder, and she giggles at the action. "Does this mean you wanna hang out? Because you're happy now?"
Izuku nods, still smiling as he pushes himself up. "Yeah, sure, whatever. We can do that."
Himiko cheers and grabs his arm, pulling him up and leading him along. She really is happy she could help, and even if her methods weren't exactly typical, she can tell Izuku is glad, too.
there is something deeply, profoundly, unimaginably hot about clothing being cut off with big sharp scary objects just to be tickled there. like eek omg noo! don’t cut open my shirt to gore me! wait why are you doing that. stop wait that tickles oh my god wait stop
