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Amusement Park Shenanigans

Alternate title: Never agree to go to an amusement park w/ Gojo. Characters: Switch!Yuji, Lee!Nanami(technically switch!Nanami, but only briefly.) Ler!Gojo, Megumi, Nobara. (brief mentions of Shoko, Suguru and Haibara.) Genre: Fluff (also some hurt/comfort if you squint enough at certain points) Word count: 6388 Description: Gojo decides to take the students to the amusement park, and drags a very unwilling Nanami along with them... after trying to failing to convince Gojo to let him leave, and one too many grumpy remarks from Nanami, Gojo decides to do what Gojo does best... cause absolute chaos. Part 2: (click here)

It was a comfortable day, the weather was beginning to cool down as they just entered into fall. The leaves began to change into varying shades of amber or red, and everyone seemed a bit more light and cheerful at the beauty of the changing season.

Well… not quite everyone…

You may not be very light or cheerful if you were stuck at an amusement park chaperoning a gaggle of students.

“Can we leave now?”

“Aw come on, Nanami,” Gojo pouted. “Lighten up! We're at an amusement park, you mean to tell me you're not having any fun?”

Or if you were Kento Nanami.

“Not in the slightest.” He retorted, still unsure just how he ended up accompanying them to begin with. It’s entirely possible Satoru had suggested he tag along and rather than argue with him, which would require paying attention, he half listened and just agreed to whatever childish assertion he had made.

Satoru grinned at his friend’s discontentment. “Where's your sense of childlike adventure and amazement?? Just look at Yuji, he's having fun.”

The white haired teacher gestured to Yuji, who was currently stumbling around the park like a baby giraffe learning to walk, evidently dizzy from one too many go-arounds on the rollercoaster they just returned from.

They had stopped in an out of the way area of the park so that the boy could recover… which evidently wasn’t going well.

The pink haired teen eventually lost his fight with gravity and fell over, if this had been a cartoon you probably could have seen stars circling around his head.

“See? Childlike amazement.”

Yuji gave a grin to the others, a dazed look on his face. “I'm having so much fun!! Just tell me when the ride is over!”

Nanami gives the boy a silent look of concern as he sighs.

“Alright alright, take five, ya finger eating freak.” Gojo laughed and bent down to pat the pinkette on the head. “But hey, don't just take Itadori’s word for it--” Suddenly Gojo was beside Nanami, whispering to him. “Because the kid is a little… strange.”

The next moment, Gojo was beside Megumi, who had a bright pink sakura flower balloon tied to his wrist and looked as though he was being held there against his will. “Megumi, you're having fun with your beloved sensei's, right?”

Megumi grunted in annoyance. “Somehow this is worse than that time you rented a bouncy house when I was ten…”

“Hey, kids love bouncy houses!” Gojo argued.

“Too bad it wasn't for them.” The edgy teen sighed, recalling what was apparently a painful memory for him.

Satoru pouted, pinching his emo son’s side, producing an uncharacteristic yip from the boy. “You can't argue that it wasn't a totally fun Friday night!”

“Fine… allow me to rephrase my question.” Nanami readjusted his sunglasses with a sigh, not bothering to cover up his annoyance with being dragged to a place full of people on one of his mythical days off. “Can I leave now?”

“Haaaah?? Why would you want to leave???” Gojo reacted as though he'd just witnessed a terrible accident in slow motion… kind of like Megumi recalling the bounce house incident . “This is family bonding day! And last time I checked you're still part of this family-- whether you like it or not!!” he quickly added at the end, sensing Nanami was about to deny it.

Nanami glanced at the group of kids they were chaperoning. “You know I hate amusement parks.” He said, this time quieter so only Satoru could hear him.

Gojo blinked in confusion from behind his sunglasses as he tried to pull a lost sequence from his memory. Did he know that? Now that he mentions it… he did recall something about an amusement park… but what?

While Satoru was silent (for once), Nanami took this as his chance to really try to convince him. “And besides… I doubt the kids would even notice I'm gone.”

Satoru stared blankly at the blonde, still attempting to force the two remaining neurons that weren’t focused on being a menace to spark the memory that was just evading his grasp… Can you hear the dial up tone?

“Hey… that’s not true!” Yuji interjected, pulling himself together as he stumbled towards his father figure. “I’d notice you were gone.”

Nanami’s face softened as he looked at Yuji. “Itadori… wouldn’t you have more fun running around with your friends? I’ll just slow you all down.” he responded, his tone less harsh than before.

“No way, I won’t have nearly as much fun without you here.” He frowned, hitting Nanami with one of the classics… the puppy dog eyes. (dun dun dunnnn)

“Y-Yuji.” Kento warned, shifting his gaze uncomfortably away from his student but no matter where he looked there Yuji was… leaning more and more into the act.

“OH! I remember now!” Gojo said suddenly, inadvertently startling Yuji and causing him to fall over, evidently still not fully recovered from all the roller coaster rides.

Nanami flinched inwardly as Gojo leaned closer to him. “What?”

“Come on, Kento… how can you say no to that sweet boy? He looks like he’s about to cry…” The chaotic teacher cooed at Yuji as he resumed his puppy dog eyes… from his new spot sitting on the ground.

Nanami huffed, turning away again as he crossed his arms. “Itadori… Just because that works on Megumi and Gojo doesn’t mean it’s going to work on me..”

“How hurtful! I think you owe us an apology for being so grumpy…” Satoru mused, winking at Yuji as if to tell him to follow his lead.

“I am not apologizing to you…” Kento grumbled, briefly shooting a glare to the white haired man.

“No? Be reeeeeally sure about that before you respond.” Gojo warned the blonde teacher.

“I said no.”

Satoru sighed softly with an almost threatening grin on his face, slowly slipping his sunglasses off and attaching them to his shirt collar. “I didn’t want to do this… but you leave me no choice.”

Nanami scoffed and turned back around to face him, upon locking eyes with the older man, he felt a familiar wave of panic flood over him. “Satoru…” Panic he hadn’t felt in a very long time.

Gojo grinned even more as he rolled up his sleeves, approaching him slowly. “Yes, Kento?”

“Wh-What are you doing…?”

Kento mentally swore at himself for backing away from Satoru, he should be standing his ground right now… but that look… he recognized that look a little too well. And he didn't like it… (or did he?)

“Well, since you’re being such a grump I figured I’d fix your attitude for you.” Gojo hummed, a predatory glimmer in his eyes as he began to close the gap between them, raising his hands. “A few pokes here, a few squeezes there… and a whole bunch of tickles right there and voila! Good as new! One happy giggly Nanami ready to spend time with us without much complaint!”

Nanami’s eyes widened as he felt the color drain from his face. “Satoru… I will end you if you do this in front of the students.” he hissed as he began to back away again.

“What students? They’ve all scampered off… well, except for that kiddo right there.”

As if on cue, Itadori hooked his arms around Nanami from behind, grinning at the soft gasp he received. “What's wrong, Sensei? You look a little nervous…” the teen grinned.

“Itadori,” Nanami struggled in his hold to no avail, Yuji was using all of his strength to contain the stoic teacher in a bear hug, pinning his arms to his sides to stop him from breaking free. “if you don't let me go right now, so help me…”

“Threatening the students now, Nanami??” Gojo gasped melodramatically, slowly reaching his hands forward towards his squirming torso. “I'm shocked! Now I really have no choice but to adjust your attitude~”

Kento paused, his eyes catching sight of the slightly wiggling fingers that were inching closer. He felt another wave of panic rush over him, but attempted to not let it show, steeling his face as he forced himself to look away from Satoru. “Yuji… please let me go. I'm sorry for upsetting you.” He tried his hand at reasoning with the student as a last resort.

Unfortunately, he didn't receive any support there either. Yuji smiled, angling his head upwards to rest his chin on the back of Nanami’s shoulder. “There's no need to be sorry… I know crowds aren't really your scene.” He sympathized. “But… I did mean what I said. I do want you here… so I'm sorry for ambushing you like this.”

“Oh, so you can apologize to him, but not me??”

“Of course I can, I actually care about him.” Nanami retorted dryly, despite his impending doom.

Satoru gasped, his eyes dancing with amusement. He leaned in closer, speaking in a quieter tone. “You know, Nanami… if you wanted to be smothered with tickles so badly, all you had to do was ask~”

Satoru leaned back, allowing his teasing words to sink in for full effect before cracking his knuckles dramatically. “Alright Itadori, make sure to hold him niiiice and still for me, okay? Our dear sweet Nanami here turns into a wiggle-worm when he gets laughing.” he grinned as Yuji nodded in support, tightening his arms around him, but not so much so that it caused him any real discomfort.

“Both of you… this is ridiculous.” Nanami sighed, hoping if he didn't give the reaction he was looking for hoping that he'd grow bored quickly and go back to whining… as much as Kento hated his incessant whining. “Can you both stop being so chi--” he promptly stopped mid sentence as he felt Satoru grab his sides, lightly fluttering his grip.

“I'm sorry, what was that Nanami?” Gojo grinned. “I didn't quite catch that… what should we stop being?”

Kento took a subtle steadying breath, locking eyes with his tormenter with a blank look on his face. He didn't even dare to so much as flinch when Gojo touched him.

“As I was saying… can you both stop being so childish?” He answered calmly, outwardly unfazed by the maddeningly light teasing touches Satoru was administering to his sides.

Inwardly though… he was struggling to maintain his composure, trying desperately not to show any signs of weakness despite how god awfully, completely and utterly ticklish it felt...

“Childish? Nanami… there's nothing wrong with a little tickling, It serves as a great bonding experience!” Satoru said cheerfully, leaning in closer to tease the blonde. “Especially when you're as ticklish as we both know you are…~”

Nanami choked back his retort, focusing his efforts on keeping his icy composure. “Satoru… the last time you… did this- was when we were in school together.” He reminded his colleague, careful with his words so as not to fluster himself any further than he already was inside. “I've long since grown out of that childish sensitivity…”

But unfortunately nothing slips past Satoru and his infamous Six Eyes, the cheeky little bastard.

“Oho, did you now?” He raised his eyebrows in amusement at his bold assertion, taking his defiance as a full blown challenge. “Well in that case, you shouldn't mind this then… right?”

He walked his fingers slowly up and down his sides, inching closer to his ribs with each trip up.

Nanami broke eye contact with him in an attempt to not react, feeling flustered at the teasing look in his eyes. “Of course I mind it… I don't like being touched by you.”

Yuji blinked, surprised at his calm and even tone. Had this been him instead of Nanami he would've been on the ground in a heap of giggles by now. “Hmm…”

Gojo knew better though, he knew he was slowly chipping away at his defenses. He could see the subtle cues, feel his muscles twitching. “Yes, Yuji? What ails you, my dear boy?” He asked, glancing over Kento’s shoulder to meet Yuji’s gaze- well, what he could glimpse of it with how the pinkette had his face angled, anyway.

“Maybe he's right,” Itadori said with a note of genuine seriousness. “Maybe he's not ticklish anymore… I know I'd be a mess right now.”

“Well, that's because you're hopelessly ticklish~” Gojo teased his student with a wink, grinning at the flustered look Itadori shot him. “So is Nanami though, maybe even just as bad as you.”

Nanami clenched his jaw in aggravation, barely resisting the urge to blush. “I am not. And stop talking about me like I'm not here!”

“But he's not reacting… not even his breathing is off.” Itadori ignored his teacher's protest, continuing to converse with Satoru.

“Well, Itadori, that's because Nanami here is what we call; ✨stubborn✨, and also shy.” Gojo grinned at his students' newfound curiosity, using this to his advantage as another form of teasing. “He needs some gentle reassurances that it's okay if he gives in to the nice tickly tickles and starts blushing and giggling like a schoolboy.”

“Shut up. I most certainly do not giggle.” Nanami hissed in protest, feeling his face flush.

Whoopsie, that was a big chunk of his facade chipped away, watch your step everyone…

“Aww, see? He's already getting blushy.” Gojo cooed, brushing his fingertips against the bottom of the blonde's ribs. “It's okay, Kento… I don't mind being patient. That cute little laugh of yours is well worth the wait.”

Nanami took a sharp intake of breath, hating the feeling of how each gentle swipe across his ticklish midsection was chipping away at his sanity. “It's not… cute.” He forced out from behind gritted teeth.

Itadori raised an eyebrow, feeling his sensei tremble ever so slightly in his hold. “Does he really have a cute laugh?” He asked, grinning.

“No!”

Gojo laughed at Kento's quick rebuttal. “Yuji, come now, what about Nanami isn't utterly adorable~?” He continued dancing his fingertips lightly across what wasn't blocked off of Kento's ribs. “You know what's reeeeeally adorable about him?”

“What's that?”

“That he can't handle being teased... He gets extra giggly and blushy~” Gojo grinned, leaning in to speak quietly to Yuji, but just loud enough for Kento to still hear. This somehow made the snarky bastard's teases worse.

“Dammit… st-stop it already…!” Nanami huffed, squirming uselessly.

“Naaanami… does this tiiiiickle?” He teased, cooing at him like a damn toddler.

The younger teacher let out a growl of frustration, turning his head to face away from Gojo in a weak attempt to hide his darkening blush. He felt his body beginning to tremble as Gojo completely demolished his defenses.

“Come onnn… let us hear that adorable laugh~” he grinned, deciding to take things up a notch. He honed in on the sensitive spots between his ribs, giving light scratches to the area.

“Stop… I mean it…” he growled, forcing back any embarrassing sounds that may have tried to escape his throat.

“What's this?? Do I see a smile on your face? but I thought you weren't ticklish anymore, Kento. What gives?” Gojo teased, grinning devilishly.

“Maybe he's finally starting to have fun spending time with us.” Yuji grinned. Thanks Yuji… we knew we could count on you to not bully Nanami too.

“Ooo, maybe! Does that mean you're actually going to ride the Ferris wheel with me?”

“Not on your life.” Kento hissed, his lips trembling as they formed a panicky smile.

“Aww! You're so mean to me…” Satoru whined, an evil glimmer in his eyes as he stilled his movements. “Fine then, since you're going to be so mean, maybe I'll go for your extra tickly spots… now where were those again…?”

Nanami froze up as he felt Gojo pull a hand back to tap his chin in thought. In the process of doing so, he skimmed his fingertips against Nanami's waist, more specifically along the edge of his stomach. “S-Satoru…”

“Where oh where were those…” Gojo mumbled to himself, unable to keep the grin off of his face as he dropped his other hand, his fingers grazing Nanami's hip. “Oh… I just can't remember… the years are really starting to affect my memory!” He reached up to gently tap Kento's forehead to add emphasis to his words, but on the way up he brushed his fingers lightly against his neck.

Each ‘accidental’ touch, caused Nanami to flinch, the older of the two making sure his victim was well aware he knew exactly where his worst spots were… in his own chaotic Gojo way, of course.

“It’s a shame, really.” Satoru sighed, while he had Nanami distracted and on edge he mouthed a command to Yuji.

The pinkette grinned mischievously, nodding his compliance as Nanami watched his other teacher cautiously.

“But, what can ya do? That's just life… as we get older, we become slower to react.” The white haired man shrugged, making sure both of his hands were perfectly visible as he did so.

And that's when he struck.

Itadori, without moving too much, reached down with a clawed hand and clawed into the spot along his waist that Satoru had sneakily pointed out earlier, having seen that Yuji was paying attention. (For once.)

Nanami gasped sharply, barking out an involuntary laugh. Shock crashing over him. “No, I-Ihihitadohohori!” The dam finally broke, laughter pouring freely from his lips. “Wahahahait!”

Satoru let out a low whistle. “What's this? I thought big scary Nanami wasn't ticklish anymore?” He smirked.

Nanami blushed, unable to stop the laughter that spilled forth. “Gojoho Ihihihi swehehear… I'm gonnahaha kihihihill you!” He threatened, though his words were… less than intimidating to say the least.

“Wow, you were actually right, Gojo.” Yuji chuckled. “His laugh is pretty cute.”

“Itadorihihi Hohohow could youhuhu?!” Kento's complaints about Yuji's betrayal were broken up by his warm, light laughter.

Yuji grinned, moving around with his writhing teacher. “You also weren't kidding, he's really squirmy!”

Gojo smiled at the two of them, his mischief briefly shifted into warmth as he was brought back to a happier time.

Watching Yuji and Nanami now, he sees years of anguish and pain melt away even if just for a moment.

For that moment, Satoru can see a young Nanami being absolutely destroyed with tickles by Haibara, Geto and himself while Shoko shakes her head and giggles at their antics.

It's definitely been far too long.

Gojo blinked, bringing himself back to the present. “Geez Yuji, I told you to keep him still.” He chuckled at how Itadori was practically hanging off of Nanami's back as Nanami had managed to double over with laughter.

“Hey, it's a lot harder than it looks!” Yuji laughed, his fingers dancing relentlessly along the side of his stomach.

“You have superhuman strength and can call on the power of the king of curses… and this is difficult for you?”

“Listen--” Yuji laughed again. “I can be strong all I want, but there's only so much I can do without any help!”

“Surprisingly wise words from you, Itadori.” Gojo grinned mischievously. “Alright alright, I'll help.”

He reached forward, grabbing a hold of Nanami whilst simultaneously administering some quick sneaky tickles to Itadori.

“Hehehey! Do you want mehe to fall?!” Yuji complained, trying to shift away from Gojo's soft pokes and scribbles while keeping his balance.

“Ehh… you've already fallen twice today… What's a third time?” He grinned, tickling Itadori’s neck with one hand, and targeting Nanami's hip with the other.

“Nohoho! Sahahatoru gehehet away!” Nanami laughed, trying desperately to escape the two tickle monsters he had attached to him.

Itadori let out a childish squeal as he flailed, finally falling off of Nanami’s back. He still had a partial grip on his mentor and ended up pulling him to the ground with him.

Gojo laughed, releasing both of them from his tickly hold.

Nanami had managed to twist around, catching Itadori and breaking his fall with his arm.

Itadori giggled softly as he recovered from the tickles. He felt Nanami carefully press his hand into the back of his neck, then his shoulder, then brush against the back of his head silently assessing the teen making sure he wasn't hurt.

Had it been Gojo who had fallen with him, he wouldn't have cared, and not bothered trying to break his fall. But since it was Itadori- he didn't want him to get hurt.

Once he determined Yuji was okay his body went limp, resting back against the ground while he focused on steadying his breathing.

“Thanks a lot, Gojo…” Yuji huffed, a smile still etched on his face.

“To be fair, I didn't say who I was helping...” Gojo teased, kneeling down beside the teen.

Kento huffed indignantly, his arms tightly wrapped around his middle as he caught his breath. “You're both terrible…”

Satoru turned his gaze to Nanami, an evil smile on his lips. “Oh, Kento… you didn't honestly think I was done with you yet, did you?” His blue eyes sparkled with a predatory glimmer as he launched himself onto the blonde, thanks to limitless Nanami wasn’t able to put up much fight.

“Really?” Nanami glared up at him, his sunglasses long since fallen off his face from all his struggling earlier.

Satoru smiled triumphantly from his spot on Nanami’s thighs.

“You can’t even take me on without the use of your stupid limitless ability?” The stern teacher asked dryly, knowing any struggling his did would be pointless. He wasn’t going anywhere as long as Satoru kept limitless active.

“I thought I’d save us some time… we both know I was gonna overpower you anyways.” Gojo grinned, leaning down and draping his body lazily across Nanami’s to keep him more securely in place, and in doing so he was able to murmur teases into his ear. “All I’d have to do to get the upper hand is…”

He grabbed a hold of the blonde’s hip and began squeezing them relentlessly. “This…”

Nanami gasped sharply, unable to grab the offending hands because again, limitless. “Sahahatoru! D-Dahahahammit stop!”

“Or this…” Satoru shifted his hands upwards, scribbling his blunt nails against the sides of his stomach over his shirt, drawing even louder laughter from the blonde. The fact he could barely move to protect himself made it so much worse.

“Or… this.” Gojo grinned, pressing his lips to his neck and blowing a raspberry against it whilst administering gentle scritches.

“SHIHIHIHIHIT!” Poor Nanami couldn’t even arch his back with Gojo a firm weight against him.

“I think you should’ve just rode the ferris wheel with me.” Satoru teased, blowing another raspberry.

“EHEHEHENouGH Alreheheheady! Ahahahaha!”

“I thought you didn’t giggle, Nanami sensei.” Yuji grinned in amusement, sneaking in some teasing pokes to what he could access of Nanami’s ribs.

Gojo grinned, angling his body in a way that the pinkette had more access the right side of his body while still keeping him firmly held down.

“You didn’t seriously-” small raspberry. “--believe him over me-” slightly bigger raspberry. “--did you?” BIIIIIG raspberry, followed by what Kento would firmly deny was a squeal. Because if he doesn't giggle, then he CERTAINLY doesn’t squeal.

Itadori giggled at his reactions, scooting closer to scribble his fingers up and down the side of his ribcage. “No, but I also didn’t have a basis to doubt Nanami either.”

“Oh yes you did.” Gojo laughed, pulling his face away from the blonde’s neck to glance at Itadori. “You had to know he was lying the minute he denied being ticklish still.”

Well fine… If he can’t get Satoru then… “Ihihihi-- I thohohohught Ihi told you tohoho stahap talking about mehehe like I’m not here!” Kento shot his hand out, grabbing hold of Yuji’s side and giving it fluttery squeezes, drawing surprised laughter from the student.

“Aieee! Hehehehehey! Hohohohow are you moving?! Stahahap that!” Yuji squealed as Kento latched onto his ribs next. “Gohohohohojo hehehehelp!”

“Nahhh… You’re a big boy… you can deal with him yourself.” Satoru grinned, alternating between his hip and stomach side with gentle scratches. “It’ll be a good training exercise for you… let me juuust… piss him off a little more for ya~”

“Gohohohohojo!”

“Sahahahahtoru, I swehehehear to god!”

Satoru ignored both of their protests, pushing his shirt up so he could attack his exposed skin directly. “So If my memory serves correctly, your ticklish spots are as follows,” he grinned, sitting upright. “Hips, Neck, this cute spot here~” he emphasized by fluttering his fingers briefly against his stomach sides. “Ribs are decently tickly… Am I missing anything, Nanami? Am I hitting all the nice tickly spots?”

“S-Satoru… dohon’t.”

“Don’t what? I didn’t even say anything yet.”

“I mean it…”

Satoru grinned. “But Kento, I promised to smother you with tickles… and I wouldn’t wanna disappoint you. So come on, answer my question~”

“Go to hell.” He hissed in response.

Gojo’s grin widened. Welp, nice knowing ya, Nanami.

“On second thought, maybe I will help you, Itadori.” He reached out and grabbed Nanami’s wrist and yanked it away from the pinkette, pinning it above his head quickly and firmly. In a flash, he snatched his other hand and pinned it above his head as well.

Yuji fell back with his arms around his midsection, giggling softly as he panted from the after tickles.

“Gojo, let me go right now.” Kento growled.

Satoru leaned down, grinning that evil grin at him. “Do you really think you're in a position to give me orders?”

“What are you… no… don’t you dare-- nononono!”

Gojo leaned down further, pressing his lips against Kento's exposed stomach and blowing a giant raspberry against it, eliciting an honest to god shriek in response.

“NAAAHAHAHAHAHA! GAHAHAHAD DAHAHAHAHAHAMMIT!” He let out another shriek as the arrogant teacher dispensed yet another devastating raspberry against his toned abdomen.

Yuji sat up, stunned by the sound of his loud laughter. “Holy shit, Gojo don’t kill him!”

The teacher in question grinned, placing another raspberry against a different spot on his stomach. “Jealous, kid? Don’t worry, I have plenty of tickles to go around.” He winked at the pink haired student, who giggled nervously and wrapped his arms around himself subconsciously.

“GOHOHOHOHJO STAHAHAHAHAHAAP!” Nanami pressed out between deep belly laughs, his face flushed and his eyes tightly shut.

“Aww, but why when you’re having so much fun?” Gojo teased, placing another raspberry. “I remember this used to be your favorite~”

“I SWEHEHEHEHEAR TO GAHAHAHAD, I WIHIHIHILL EHEHEHEND YOU!”

“Man, you’ve definitely gotten more stubborn and resilient… usually by now you would’ve been apologizing profusely and crying with laughter while begging me to stop.” Gojo chuckled, pausing his ruthless onslaught. “Or maybe…”

He leaned back to admire his handiwork, Kento a breathless blushing mess beneath him. “Maybe you don’t really want me to stop…” his grin widened when he saw Nanami open his eyes and attempt to glare at him.

“W-Why would… you possibly think that… i…” He gasped out softly, still attempting to catch his breath.

“Well… why else would you be so grumpy and resistant this whole time unless you wanted to egg me on?”

“To be fair… he is normally like this.” Yuji pointed out.

Satoru shifted so that he could hold both of Nanami’s arms down with one hand, using his newly freed hand to administer swift tickles to Itadori’s side. “Excuse me, but whose side are you on anyway???”

Yuji squealed and recoiled sharply from Gojo’s skilled fingers. “Ihihi wahahas just being hohohonest!”

“And now you’ve distracted me and given him time to think out his response,” Satoru huffed. “You’re definitely gonna get it later, now.”

Itadori squeaked, wrapping himself back up with his arms.

“Well Kento? I’m waiting, why are you egging it on if you don’t like it?” The older teacher turned his attention back to the now less breathless blonde, thanks to the intermission brought to you by Itadori and his big fat mouth.

“Because I don’t want to give you the satisfaction of breaking, that’s why.” He retorted, his face less flushed than previously.

“Ehh! wrong!” Satoru unleashed another tickle attack, his fingers scribbling all across his neck. “Try again!”

“Sahahahahatoru Stahahap!”

“Not until you admit it.” Gojo smirked.

“Ahahahadmit whahahahat?”

“Admit you missed being wrecked, ya big softie!” He cooed, tracing his fingers along each rib.

“I dihihihihidn’t!” Nanami yelped, squirming as much as he could under his colleague’s technique.

“Wrong again. Itadori, be a peach and come help me, won’t you? It seems Nanami requires more reassurance.”

“Ihihihitadori dohohohon’t!”

“You’re not going to tickle me again, are you?” Itadori asked carefully, eyeing his teacher suspiciously.

“I will if you don’t get your ass over here In the next five seconds.” he responded, an evil glimmer in his eyes.

Itadori let out a sound that could only be described as a whimper as he quickly shuffled over.

“Gojo, Itadori… don’t even--” His protest was interrupted by another shriek as Gojo blew a massive raspberry against his stomach side.

He released Nanami’s wrists, which Yuji instantly snatched up and pinned down. Gojo used his newly freed hands to drill his thumbs into Kento’s hips as he continued his torturous trail of raspberries and tickly death along his stomach area.

“NAAAAHAHAHAHA! SAHAHAHAHATORU DOHOHOHOHNT!”

“You know how to make it stop, Nanami~” Gojo hummed, administering another devastatingly massive raspberry against the side of his stomach.

“JUHUHUHUST WAHAHAHAIT UNTIL I GEHEHET MY HANDS ON YOU, YOU SOHOHOHON OF A BIHIHIHIHITCH!” The usually stoic teacher threatened between bouts of uncontrollable laughter.

Yuji snickered quietly. “He’s definitely stubborn...” the pink haired teen grinned, shifting so that he could pin Nanami’s hands down with his knee. “Let me take a crack at it!”

He began to claw at his mentors exposed ribcage, his fingers gentle but quick as they expertly sought out sensitive spots. “Nanami~ Does this tiiiiickle?” Yuji teased.

“IHIHIHITADORI! KNOHOHOHOHOCK IHIHIT OFF! STAHAHAP HELPING HIM!”

Gojo chuckled, pausing his attack to glance up at Itadori. “You’re getting pretty good at this, I’ve taught you well~”

Yuji grinned at the praise from Satoru. “Heh… thanks. I’m just doing what tickles really bad from my own experience.”

The pinkette noticed the higher he moved up Nanami’s ribs, the more he struggled. “Gojo… are you sure those were all of Nanami’s ticklish spots you named off earlier…?”

“Hmmmm? Think I missed a spot?” Satoru played along, grinning that cheshire grin at his student. “It’s entirely possible… he never did confirm or deny if I named ‘em all.”

“Nanami?” Yuji looked down as he stilled his hands, allowing his teacher to attempt to catch his breath. “Did he miss a spot?” he asked innocently, but that smile on his face was anything but.

“I swehehear to god…” He panted. “Whehen I get my hands on you…”

“Now Nanami… that doesn’t sound like an answer to his question~” Gojo grinned, prodding his stomach side and producing a small yelp.

“It’s okay, Gojo.” Yuji responded with a mischievous glimmer in his eyes. “I’ll find out for myself.”

Then he struck. Digging mercilessly wiggling fingers into his armpits.

And boy, did Nanami absolutely lose it. Any semblance of composure? Yeah no, gone, we don’t know her.

Much like Yuji isn’t going to know peace when Nanami gets his hands on him. Rip Yuji lol.

“AAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” He absolutely howled with laughter, struggling with all his might to break free. “NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHEHERE! AHAHAHANYWHEHEHERE BUT THEHEHEHERE!”

“WHOA! Gojo you didn’t just miss a ticklish spot, you missed the ticklish spot!” Yuji found himself laughing along with his mentor in amusement.

“It looks that way,” Satoru smiled, shaking his head. “So, Kento? Anything you wanna say?”

He grinned, leaning down and placing his elbows on either side of the hysterical blonde, resting his face on his hands as he watched him. In doing this, he was almost entirely draped over him again, greatly limiting his movements.

“SAHAHAHATORU I HAHAHAHATE YOU!”

Satoru chuckled, “Not quite… I think what you mean’t to say was, ‘Satoru, I actually love spending time with all of you.’ and ‘I actually like being tickled.’”

Yuji giggled, speeding up his tickles.

“GAHAHAHAHA! I-I CAHAHAHANT… PLEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAP!” He cried with laughter, tears prickling at the corners of his tightly shut eyes. “PLEHEHEHEHEASE YUHUHUHUJI!”

For a moment, Itadori felt a little bad and looked at Gojo, who shook his head. “Trust me, kid… you’re gonna wanna keep going.”

“Why?”

“Just trust me.” was the blue eyed teacher’s vague and careful response.

“HAHAHAHAHAHA!” His laughter started to become hoarse as he tried to hide his face in his bicep. “OKAHAHAHAHAY OKAHAHAHAY! IHIHIHI’LL RIDE THE STUHUHUHUPID FERRIS WHEEL WIHIHITH YOU!”

“Noooo… we’re way past that, the other paaaart.” Satoru reminded teasingly, pinching his side.

“AHAHAHA! FIHIHIHIHINE!! I LIHIHIHIKE SPEHEHEHENDING TIME WITH YOUHUHUHU GUYS!”

“Aaaaand?”

Oh, Gojo was sooooooo going to get it when he got ahold of him.

“What the hell are you guys doing?”

Yuji looked up, grinning upon seeing Megumi standing there; pink balloon and all. “Hey Megu-- ACK!”

Nobara came running out of nowhere and knocked Yuji off of Nanami. “Hey, stop picking on Nanami!” she scolded.

Satoru sighed, grinning. Eh… close enough. He rolled off of Nanami lazily, remaining propped up on his elbows next to him.

“Ow! Jeez Nobara! It’s not like I was hurting him or anything, you didn’t have to knock me over.” He mumbled, sitting up.

“He very clearly was struggling to breathe.” Megumi pointed out, eyeing Satoru. “I’m gonna guess this was your idea?”

“How’d ya know, Gumi?” He asked cheerfully.

“Whenever there’s chaos going on you’re the cause.” The edgy teen pointed out, sitting on the ground with the others to feel included.

“Are you okay, sensei?” Nobara asked, helping Nanami up into a sitting position. “Want me to kick his ass?”

The blonde shook his head, a smile still on his face as he struggled to catch his breath. “No… That won’t… be necessary…”

Yuji giggled, leaning over and hugging Nanami. “Sorry I went a little overboard… It was just really nice to see and hear you laugh… I hope you’re not too mad at me.”

Nanami sighed as he (mostly) caught his breath, he reached up and hooked his arm around Yuji’s shoulders, cupping the back of his head as he pulled him closer into the hug. “I’m not mad… embarrassed, but not mad…”

“Why are you embarrassed?” Yuji pulled back slightly to look up at him, confused.

Nanami retorted with a ‘You’re joking, right?’ expression on his face.

“There’s no need to be embarrassed, we all goof around like this all the time.” Itadori grinned, beaming up at Megumi, who quickly looked away to avoid blushing at the implication. He then turned his gaze to Nobara, who also looked away with a casual whistle.

“He’s right,” Satoru chimed in, sitting upright. “It just means we really like you when we pick on you like this.” Yuji nodded in agreement.

“You could like me a little less.” Kento muttered.

“You rested enough to chase down Itadori?” Satoru asked, grinning.

“Not quite…”

“Why would he chase me down?” Yuji pulled away from Nanami, eyeing the stern teacher carefully.

“Ohhh… I forgot to tell you.” Gojo grinned more. “Yeah, there’s a reason I ‘forgot’ his worst spot… It’s because he absolutely destroys anyone who targets it as retaliation.”

Yuji squeaked, noticing the evil glimmer in Nanami’s eyes.

“Yeahhh… Let’s just say ratio can be used for more than pain… Suguru and I learned that one the hard way.” He snickered at the terrified look on Itadori’s face.

“Y-You set me up!”

“I did nothing of the sort, you’re the one who decided to try that spot.” Satoru grinned. “I’d probably start running if I were you… the more tired he is the more head start you have, and since you’ve wasted so much time letting him recover… I’d say you have about a minute to get as far as humanly possible before he hunts you down.”

Yuji yelped and sprung up, taking Gojo’s advice and running away, causing the others to laugh.

“Hey, Megumi, where’d your balloon go?” Nobara asked.

Megumi smirked and shrugged. “Beats me…”

Nanami was about to get up and go after the pinkette when Gojo leaned forward, hugging his colleague, causing him to tense up. “I’m sorry, Kento… I forgot you used to go to the amusement park with Haibara on the weekends…” he whispered. “But I think he would still want you to go out and have fun… I know Suguru would want that for me.”

Nanami untensed, frowning as he thought about his deceased best friend. He hugged him back hesitantly. “I miss him… a lot…”

“I know… I do too.”

After a moment they let go. “Hey Satoru…?”

“Yea?”

“...Thanks…” He looked away as he quietly continued. “I… needed that.”

Gojo grinned. “Anytime, buddy~”

Nanami looked around curiously. “Now then, which way did Itadori go? I need to have a talk with him…”

“He went that way.” Nobara pointed off in a direction.

“He should be pretty easy to spot,” Megumi said casually, sipping his drink. “Just look for the person running frantically with a pink sakura balloon attached to his belt.”

Nanami smirked, nodding his thanks as he got up and took off after the pink haired teen.

“I so wanna see this…” Nobara giggled, getting up too. “You coming, Megumi?”

The raven haired teen shook his head, to which Nobara shrugged at and went running after them. “Nanami sensei, wait up! I wanna help!!”

Satoru chuckled and shook his head before turning to address his adopted son. “Did ya have fun today, kiddo?” he asked as he ruffled his dark hair.

Megumi grunted in response.

A shriek nearby distracted them momentarily, causing them both to laugh. Evidently Yuji had been caught.

“I’ve had worse days.” The teen answered, standing up with his parental figure.

Gojo grinned, his face brightening as he threw his arm around his edgy emo son’s shoulders, pulling him into him as they began walking. He knew that was Fushiguro for; ‘Yes dad, I had a wonderful time today.’

“Good. Now then… let’s go get some snacks or something, I saw they were selling cotton candy as big as your head at one of these stalls…”

“I'd be more impressed if they had cotton candy the size of your mouth.”

#jjk tickle #jujutsu kaisen tickle #sfw tickling community #tword community #tickle content #tickle fanfic #Lee!Nanami #Ler!Gojo #Switch!Yuji #Lee!Nanami my beloved #Gojo being Gojo xD #this started as a joke in my brain #but then i just started coming up with funnier ideas while i was heading home from work #and i was driven by my desire to add to the lee!Nanami population wheeeeee #Gojo is a teasy bastard ler and you can't convince me otherwise #poor nanami never stood a chance #yuji my sweet summer child...#how easily youre roped into his shenanigans #okay but ratio being used to make ticklish people even more ticklish??? where do i sign???#Suguru and Satoru both being little shits and getting wrecked by ticklish!ratio brings me so much serotonin <3 #megumi is a mood as usual #he's so fed up with everyones shit but still plays along because he likes to be included #whoops how did that balloon get there?#p.s nanami totally didn't mind the tickles bye #I intended to add Inumaki & Maki & even Panda but didn't want to make this even longer #whoopsies...#also rip Yuji #he's probably deceased now that Nanami got ahold of him #Gojo's next lmao #I kept cracking up laughing at the childlike amazement part and i'm not even sorry for it

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lee-lucius · 7 months

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Tickletober Day 5: "I'm Not Ticklish"

Summary: When a horror movie gets to be too much for Yuji, he turns to Junpei for comfort, only to discover something shocking about his new friend.

Word Count: 747

I have no idea what you're talking about. I definitely didn't forget to upload this yesterday. Definitely not. Anyway, this is pretty short, but I wanted to write something for my favorite boys! I hope you enjoy! 💙

"What was that?" Yuji asked, sounding innocent enough that Junpei believed he could play it off as nothing, if not for the mischievous grin on his face.

"I'm not ticklish!" He blurted, unable to stop himself then cringed, preparing for the worst.

There was a pause. Yuji laughed good-naturedly, "Really?"

He buried his face in his hands, nodding and awaiting his certain doom.

"Okay," he shrugged, sounding vaguely disappointed as he turned back to face the television.

It had been a sort of tradition for the boys to get together at least once a week to watch a movie together. And while Junpei preferred to watch them in the theater, it wasn't exactly practical today, but he had been too thrilled to let that upset him when Yuji had suggested a movie marathon.

Everything was going perfectly. They had met at Junpei's house and settled down on his slightly cramped couch, surrounded by blankets and snacks, chattering and laughing as they watched. Until they put on a horror movie, and Junpei discovered just how touchy Yuji could be.

Whenever there was something he deemed too scary or gross, he'd curl up to Junpei, burying his face in his shoulder to avoid looking at the screen. Not only that, but Yuji wasn't exactly shy. His touch extended beyond that as he didn't hesitate to lean against him or throw his arm around Junpei.

After getting over the initial embarrassment, he found he didn't exactly mind Yuji's casual affection, instead growing to enjoy what was becoming a familiar touch.

Until Yuji's arm slipped, accidentally elbowing him in the side and eliciting a surprised squeak from his friend, spurring the conversation between them.

Junpei didn't know exactly what he expected after his denial. More pushing, surely. Or maybe that Yuji would tickle him anyway.

He wasn't sure, but even more confusing was the odd sense of disappointment he felt when Yuji turned back to the movie.

The feeling of anticipation that had been bubbling in him fizzled out more and more as the seconds passed. Unconsciously, his lips curved into a pout. He was upset. He didn't know why, but he was upset.

He didn't like this feeling.

He liked Yuji. His easy-going attitude and unfamiliar yet comfortable affection. It took a moment to adjust, but he had enjoyed it. He didn't know why this would be any different.

"Yuji?" He started, before he could stop himself.

"Yeah?"

"I…" he hesitated, red-hot embarrassment flooding through him. "I lied. I am… you know."

"You are?" Yuji grinned, something Junpei would almost call disbelieving if not for the fact that he was confident Yuji already had known he was lying.

He swallowed, starting to regret his decision as his nerves grew, but managed a nod.

"Huh," Yuji nodded too with a smile. "You said you weren't before, so maybe I should check for sure."

That was his only warning before Yuji attacked, worming his fingers past the blankets to squeeze his sides, making him gasp and startle.

It didn't take long for laughter to burst from Junpei, surprisingly loud and bright for such a quiet guy.

Yuji's face lit up, a picture of pure joy. "I guess you really are ticklish," he said, sounding amazed.

"I tohohold yohohohu!"

"Well you did," Yuji hummed in thought, switching to rapidly poking at Junpei's ribs, making him curse and swat at his hands, "but you lied first. I don't think friends should do that."

He didn't know what to say to that, so he just laughed instead, noncommittally shaking his head.

"Yeah, I guess I should probably teach you a lesson."

That time, he didn't even have the option to respond before Yuji dug his fingers into his ribs, wriggling and clawing in an awful way that made Junpei shriek, thrashing as much as he could under his blanketed cage.

The sensation was one he hadn't experienced in years. He didn't know the last tone he'd been tickled; he didn't even know he was still ticklish before this. But as the tortuous sensations spread, coursing through him as Yuji's hands kept exploring, poking and prodding at his sensitive skin, he found himself not entirely hating the sensation.

It was oddly exhilarating. And he never could dislike something when Yuji was involved. So he gave into the fluttery feeling, allowing his friend to tickle him silly as he laughed, relaxed and happy and safe, the movie long forgotten.

He hoped they'd have more nights like these.

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someone1348 · 3 months

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I need a pick me up from the Jjk angst! So I'm writing a fic!

I have finished the show but there are no spoilers in this fic!

The people in this: Lee!Yuji, Ler!Megumi (healing my itafushi soul)

It is a tickle fic so keep scrolling if you don't want to read it :]

Tw: angst to comfort, being tied up (its nothing bad I promise!), cursing! Other than that it's adorable!

It's a little different from some of the fics I've written before but I still hope you enjoy it! I really missed writing!

-K <3

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Bringing back the sunshine!

Life had put Yuji Itadori through the ringer. It was really true what they say, the sorcerer life will change you in ways you've never expected. No matter what happens in life Yuji always had a smile on his face, even when he was quiet his energy still radiated the warmth of the sun. He is a good guy, anyone can see that just by looking at him. He's also incredibly strong in every aspect. The first to comfort everyone, and the last to finish the fights for everyone. He was respected and loved by everyone around him. Even his enemies could respect how naturally gifted he is.

But he was tired. Yuji had his breaking point and still wasn't fully recovered. He was okay. he just felt empty. He didn't feel like himself. He had been feeling like that for a while now. So much has happened in his life, so fast, too, and he just needed to process. Having Sukuna in his ear didn't help him either, but that's a story for another day. Let's just say jujutsu high has been extra gloomy without their sunshine. Everyone was thrown off balance. However, it hit Megumi especially hard. Megumi Fushiguro does not like feeling off! If things were off, he felt like he couldn't function properly, and it would irriate him to no end. It was like a constant nagging at his heart every time he looked at Yuji. He wanted to do something to help, anything but every idea he tried was a dead end. He knew that Yuji just needed to feel and process, which is absolutely valid, but he couldn't live without that warmth.

It has been long enough now. Megumi was going to get him back, no matter what it took. The pinkette was in his dorm room, next door to Megumi's, rotting away, playing some video game on his phone that he wasn't actually paying attention to. After grabbing some supplies he needed the ravenette took a deep breath and softly knocked on Yuji's door.

"Itadori?" He spoke gently, waiting for an answer.

"Come in."

Megumi's heart sank. The tone in his voice sounded so broken. No normal person could tell that from just two words, but Megumi was different. He knows Yuji, truly knows him.

He shook it off and entered with his stuff, Yuji didn't seem to notice that either considering he wasn't immediately bombard with questions about what he was hiding inside the tiny cardboard box. Yuji just stared at him, moving his head gently, forcing a small smile on his face.

"Drop the fake smile, you don't have to bullshit your feelings around me..." Megumi's voice was stren but calming. Yuji's body dropped gently in an exhale, closing his eyes. He felt so weak and Yuji hated that feeling, but he couldn't shake it no matter what he tried.

"What's up?" Yuji managed to muster out two words as Megumi put the box on the bed next to Yuji. Looking him in the eyes he exclaimed "I know you need to process but I can't function when you're not yourself. So I'm getting Yuji back." This finally caught the vessels attention.

He cocked an eyebrow at the shikigami user "Huh?" Yuji blinked looking down at the box before looking back at Megumi "I'm sorry Megumi, I'm really trying...nothing's working...I think I'm just going to be sad for awhile..."

Megumi nodded "and I'm not dismissing that, you can feel whatever you need to feel, but I won't let you sit here and do nothing, I'm going to try cheering you up, my way, and you're going to like it. Got it?"

Yuji rolled his eyes gently "Good luck"

Megumi just smirked "Trust me, this method has your name written all over it. And the best part is, you don't have to lift a finger, you can just relax and let me take care of you"

This was the first time in a long time Yuji felt something, his heart warmed up a bit and this caused Yuji's eyes to open a little wider, now curious on what this great plan was to cheer him up again.

"Look in the box." Megumi's smirk grew as Yuji slowly opened the cardboard box that was now sitting on his lap. He expected food or something, so he was surprised when he looked down to reveal two different feathers and some fake rope. His eyes widened as he blinked.

"Fushiguro...are you gonna...?" Yuji couldn't even finish his sentence.

"Tickle you? Hell yeah, I am. You need a pick me up, and I figured this would be the best thing for you. I'm gonna tickle you out of that damn head of yours. " Megumi smirk grew even more, if that was even possible.

Yuji face got a little red from embarrassment and joy. Megumi really did know him better then he knew himself. "But um...what's with the rope?"

Megumi chuckled a little "That was going to be used to tie your arms up, if you're comfortable with that. I wanted you to have a choice"

Yuji giggled a little, already starting to feel a little better. "I wouldn't mind this time, I just need to get out of my head"

"Arms up"

You didn't have to tell Yuji twice! He gently put his arms up, thankful that he was in a tank top. Megumi tied his wrists up gently to the bed frame. "Ready?" He smiled as he opened the box again to get the feathers out.

"Dark grey, or white and black?" Yuji blushed a bit looking at them. "The second one!" He spoke confidently as Megumi nodded and put the other one down. Setting the box to the side, sitting on his knees to face him properly.

"I'm gonna get you Yujiii" Megumi wasn't normally too playful but he is comfortable with Yuji and knows that this is what he needs right now. The poor angel was already giggling up a storm and nothing has touched him yet.

Fushiguro smirked again before gently swiping the feather under his arm. Yuji squealed and yolted out of pure instinct. Megumi smiled, admiring the reactions. "Did someone forget how ticklish he is?~" Megumi teased as he took the feather and moved it from the top of his wrist, passed his elbow, all the way down until he reached his underarm again.

Yuji didn't even try to hold in his reactions. The Pinkette's giggles grew the closer and closer Megumi got to his underarm before he let his genuine laughter peak through.

"MehehegumiIIHIHIHI!-" Yuji placed his head back on the bedframe as he laughed. Megumi's smile grew more and more at this. Slowly moving the feather down to slide over his ribs.

"PfFt- HeHehey!" Megumi tilted his head at him and hummed "Hmm?"

Yuji moved his torso out of instinct trying to get away. Megumi raised an eyebrow at this and smirked "Where do you think you're going?" He used his fingers to gently tickle the other side of Yuji's ribs.

"AH!" Yuji squeaked at the sensation and laughed again finding it hard now to escape, but he didn't really want to escape.

Megumi giggled gently "Does it tickle Itadori?" Yuji laughed through his words. "You alreheheady! Knohow! That! Prohohoblem chihiLD- GAH! HAHAHA NOHOHO!" Megumi gave him a fake grumpy face at the nickname and moved his fingers up to wiggle in his underarms.

"Mouth" Megumi warned before stopping and moving the feather around his neck and ears. "Guhuhumi!" Megumi smirked again "Yes?" Yuji giggled like a little kid. "Ihihit tickles!" Megumi nodded "Good. That's the point"

Megumi kept up the gentle strokes as Yuji giggled so much he snorted. This caused Megumi to break out into laughter "THAT WAS GOLD! JUST WAIT UNTIL I TELL GOJO!" Yuji whined through his laughter "Tell hihihim! And you're so deHEHEAD- MEHEHEGUMIIIHIHIHI!" The feather was forgotten as Megumi used both hands to gently squeeze his ticklish hips. His thumbs kneading into the bones gently. Yuji jumped and wiggled as he let his beautiful laughter flow freely.

"NAHAHA! NOHOHOT THAHAHAT!" He squeaked and laughed, trying to get away, but it was no use. Megumi giggled gently as his voice got more teasy. "Oh yes that~" he continued "Tickle Tickle Tickleee~" He skittered one hand up his ribs and sides as the other kept up the gentle squeezes on his hips.

Yuji's face got as pink as his hair as he let himself laugh. The sensation taking over his thought process. "NOhOhoO! TeHeAsinG!" He laughed and gently kicked the bed. Megumi smirked picking up the feather and before circling his bellybutton. "Nohoho nonono dohohon't!-"

"Im sorry Itadori, it looks like the feather is a cursed object, it's moving on its own. I have no say in this" He pretended to be serious which only made Yuji laugh more.

"Noho ihihit's nohot! I don't feheheel any cursed enerGY-HEHE MEHEHEGUMIIIHIHIHI!-" The feather dipped into his bellybutton as he arched gently and threw his head back laughing.

"What's the matter Yuji? Don't tell me this is tickling you" He smiled

"IHIHIT TIHIHICKLES! IHIHIT TIHIHICKLES MEGUMI PLEHEHEASE!"

"I told you it's got a mind of its own!"

After a few more minutes, Megumi finally let up and untied him. As Yuji caught his breath with a big smile gracing his features.

Megumi's mission was accomplished. He brought the sunshine back.

"Thank you....Fushiguro"

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I know it's a little different but I hope you all enjoyed! If you have any more pairs or trios you would like to see of jjk let me know!

#jujutsu kaisen tickle fic #jujutsu kaisen tickle #jujutsu kaisen #jjk tickle #jjk tickle fic #itafushi #itafushi brainrot #itafushi tickles #itafushi tickle fic #Lee!Itadori #Lee!Yuji #Lee!YujiItadori #Ticklish Yuji #Ticklish Itadori #Ler!Megumi #Ler!Megumifushiguro #k writes tk things!

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infrequent-creator · 1 year

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Trapped

Ler : Gojo? Technically

Lee : Yuuji

Summary; Yuuji gets tied up in demon traps by Gojo, just trying to contain him, but little did he know that it would reap a different result.

Word count: 527

Tw: bondage, tickles

“Wakey wakey~” Yuuji stirred slightly at the voice.

“Mmm five more minutes…” he grumbled mostly asleep.

“No can do kid, I gotta talk to you right now.” The boy’s eyes fluttered open to see a very handsome man wearing a blindfold

“H-Huh? Wha.. where.. where am I?”

“Who am I talking to right now? The boy or the beast?”

“Wh-what? What are you talking about? I’m Yuuji Itador! I’m a student at.. hey wait a minute! You’re that guy! You fought that monster with me and then it…” He paused, recalling the memory.

“Then I ate the artifact you were after..”

“Ah so you do remember. Good. That shows you’re still in there somewhere.”

“What do you mehehean?” Yuuji started to giggle at a funny feeling along his sides. He couldn’t place it, but it was making him squirm.

“Why are you laughing, demon?”

“D-Demon? I-I’m nohohohot a demahahan..” The sensation started to tingle up to his ribs, nearing his armpits.

“You fool… this mere toilet paper does nothing to me~” a voice spoke out do nowhere.

“Ah.. so the demon traps are too weak. Strong enough to hold, but not enough to hurt you. Tell me Yuuji, does it tickle? Is that why you’re laughing?” There was a lilt in his voice, making the pink haired boy blush.

That was it! It was ticklish! The sensation finally spread to his armpits causing him to squeal, and wiggle around vigorously.

“P-Plehehehhease mister!! Let me gohohoho—AHAHA!!” Finally the feeling spread to his sensitive hips, making him arch far enough to fall over onto his back.

“Awww, you look like a little pill bug that got flipped on it’s back. Here, watch this..coochie cooo..” The man cooed, his fingers skittering along the slender bones.

“AHAHAHA!! W-WhahAHahat do youhHUHUhu wahahAHAHANT?!” He was losing his mind over the combination of gentle scritches along with the tingly tickling from the possession charms.

“I want to know if you’re violent in there, if that demon could snap and be a danger to us at this moment..” Gojo slowed his skittering and switched to poking at his thighs.

“But you aren’t scary at all are you, little Yuu-chan~” the man teased in a playful tone. The younger one couldn’t take it anymore. He curled up and fell over on his side to avoid the evil pokes. His legs kicking back and forth as the giggles bubbled up his throat.

“IM *hic* NOHOHOT!” A hiccup suddenly came out causing Gojo to stop.

“Interesting, you hiccup when you laugh too much? Adorable..”

“*hic* N-No it’s not!” He tried to defend but the additional hiccups weren’t helping his case.

“Alright then, I’ll go discuss this with the elders. I’ll comeback here and either let you free, or kill you. Sound good?” He smiled brightly, patiently waiting for an answer.

“Ohkahay.” He nodded.

“Perfect. You just sit tight, and I’ll be right back.” He stood up, making his way towards the door.

“W-Wahait! The w-wraps still tihihickles!”

“Don’t worry, you’re a tough boy. You can handle it. Byeeee Yuu-chahahan.”

“Plehehease! H-Hurry bahack!” Yuuji lay on his side giggling like a child for the rest of the evening.

THE END

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hitomi-kunnn · 25 days

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Guys, guys guys...

I know almost nobody reading my posts BUT! About tickle community...

I'm thinking about start writing some fics 🤔 so there's my question...

Is there's some people's who reading this 😭 (thx for reading it btw) I have a small question 🥹

If someone want to read any fic I write, answer me...

I wanted to write smth from Genshin Impact, Honkai Star Rail or Jujutsu Kaisen actually 🤔 BUT I need ideas...

Please gimme any ideas and probably even a small tips 🙏🙏

Would you prefer smth like reader x character, or character x character, or maybe headcanons, smth like asks, idk, just tell me and I'll try to do it 🥹 because I'm bored, and want to write smth 🤐 so please, tell me, I'll try and do it 😅

Thanks btw if someone give me any idea 🥹🫶

#tickle #tickling #ticklish #tword community #genshin tickle #honkai star rail tickling #jujutsu kaisen tickle

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alinatk · 29 days

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Satoru Gojo's Ticklish Punishment

Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen Characters: Satoru Gojo | Suguru Geto | Utahime Iori Lee!Gojo Ler!Geto Ler!Utahime Summary: Satoru Gojo is many things. Annoying and arrogant are adjectives that are at the top of the list and not even your friends can take it anymore, so why not make him change a little and at the same time have fun with a little revenge?

"G-Guys, what does that mean?"

Gojo had agreed to go to Geto's apartment to discuss the new mission they received the day before, but the last thing he expected was...

He was sitting in an armchair, his arms tied behind his back and his legs stretched out, also tied on the living room coffee table.

"It was one of my sleeping curses, you were only unconscious for as long as it took for us to contain you" It was Geto speaking, he was standing next to him, leaning on the same armchair.

"I asked Geto to help me, I wanted to get revenge on you" Utahime was sitting on the coffee table, next to Gojo's feet, with a triumphant expression on her face.

"What? but why?" Gojo's eyes widened. "And why did you agree to this, Suguru?"

"Ah, I had nothing to do, so it's a chance to have fun and get out of the boredom" He smiled.

"A chance to have fun? But-" He stopped talking when he felt a scratch on his sole. "H-Hey, Utahime!"

"It is really true!" She had a sparkle in her eye.

"Y-You.." He had already understood. "You can't ahahahahahahahahaha" And he couldn't help but laugh when he felt her fingers moving across his sole.

"Yes, I can, and how can I! You keep disrespecting everyone, especially me, it's time to stop" She used her index finger to trace imaginary lines and paths that went from the heel to the base of Gojo's toes. "Geto agrees with me"

"Ahahahahahahahahahahaha Utahime, w-wahahahahahahahahait!"

"She's right, Satoru, how many times have I told you to treat your elders more respectfully?! At some point the consequences would arrive" He smiled.

"Wait a minute, you can't ahahahahahahahahahahahahaha" He couldn't finish the sentence.

"I'm tired of waiting" Utahime started scribbling his fingers all over Gojo's right sole.

"Ahahahahahahahahahahahahaha nohohohohohohohohohoho" He laughed as he tried to shake his foot away from her hands. "hahahahahahahaha stop stahahahahahahahahahap"

"Oh no, we're just getting started. You come too, Geto" She pointed to Gojo's left foot.

"S-Suguru nohohohohohohohohoho take me out of here ahahahahahahahahahahaha"

"I will eventually, but for now.." He joined Utahime, trailing his fingers along his sole.

"AHAHAHAhahahahahahahahahaha no nohohohohohohohohohoho wait ahahahahahahahahaha" Gojo was overcome by sensations.

Utahime strummed harder, concentrating on the center of her sole, while Geto covered the entire sole of the foot with softer strokes. But they both watched as Gojo laughed and doubled over, trying to free himself from his bonds.

"Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha no nohohohohohohohoho stahahahahahahahap" Gojo was a mess, his face slightly red, his hair disheveled and tears forming in the corners of his eyes.

"Did you hear that, Geto? He doesn't want us to stop" She giggled.

"Haha, how mean, Utahime" He stopped. "Let's give our friend a break"

"E-Enough.." Gojo said trying to catch his breath. "Get me out of here"

"That's up to you, Satoru.. Are you going to change your behavior?" Geto went to his side, leaning on the armchair again.

"I also want you to apologize to me!" Utahime said, crossing his arms.

"Me? You're the ones who should be apologizing! You can't just-" He was interrupted.

"Yeah, you said it right, Geto" Utahime sighed. "He's proud and doesn't make it easy"

"Yeah... But it's okay, there's another spot I want to test" He said, poking Gojo's ribs.

"AH! He shrank away. "You wouldn't dare.."

Geto knew about Gojo's sensitivity, he had discovered it naturally with a few touches here and a few pokes there, until one day he took better advantage of the opportunity and Gojo ended up laughing and completely defeated on the floor.

"I have nothing to lose.." He smiled and fingered her ribs.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA SUGURU NO HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"

"Wow.." Utahime watched, amazed, as Gojo bent, thrashed and laughed against Geto's tickles. "I want it too"

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NO NO, STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP" This time it was Utahime who squeezed his ribs while Geto held him by the shoulders, keeping him leaning so he wouldn't get in the way. "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP THAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT, PLEASE!" And they stopped.

"Oh, I'm surprised you say such a polite word like that" Geto mocked. "But you still haven't said what we want to hear"

"Make it easy on yourself"

"I-I don't.." Was all Gojo said while breathing heavily.

Utahime and Geto exchanged a look, at the same time they sighed, but they weren't surprised. While Utahime sat down again near Gojo's feet, Geto pulled a chair to the side of the armchair and sat down.

"You asked for this! " They said together.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NO, NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP" Gojo was surprised by Utahime's fingers running over his soles and Geto's fingers pressing his ribs. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I WILL DIE, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP"

"Begging won't help, even though it's great to hear from you" That's what Utahime said and Geto approved with a smile.

Gojo wasn't able to think straight, he could feel the way Utahime's fingers slid across his soles, hitting all the sensitive spots and the way Geto's fingers traced his ribs, alternating between squeezing them one by one. He wouldn't last long.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA OK, OKAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAY I'M SOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHORY" He finally give up.

"What did you say, Satoru? I couldn't understand.." Geto wouldn't miss the chance to tease him.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I'M SORRY, I'M SOHOHOHOHOHOHOHORY HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" He screamed and they stopped.

"Thank you for doing this voluntarily, Gojo, I forgive you" She smiled and turned to leave.

"And you have nothing to tell me, Satoru?" He threatened to tickle him again.

"I-I'm going to change!" He said quickly.

"Haha, that's good, I'm pleased" He smiled and free him. "Now we can talk about the mission"

But Gojo just stood there, recovering and thinking how much he liked and hated those two at the same time.

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feathergil · 8 months

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[ gojo satoru - jujutsu kaisen ]

silly man deserves to get tickled silly <3

#feathergil #jujutsu kaisen tickle #jjk tickle #tickle art

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otomiyaa · 2 months

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😳 check out this art on twitter..

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #tickling #art #satosugu #geto #gojo #tickle community #reminds me I haven't seen JJK s2 yet

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queenendless · 7 months

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😂Ticklish Remedy(Student!SatoSuguxStudent!Fem!Reader)😂

A/N: Sorry this took me so long to get out! I gotta write more JJK tk fics in the future. This one I rushed, it's true.

Content: Angst, hurt/comfort, more exposition than tickles but obvious tickles, mention of reader gaining seer vision cursed technique powers for possible future plot development, Shoko Ieiri cameo, and SatoSugu poly loving.

Credit for characters and art used goes to Gege sensei.

* Please DON'T plagarize, translate, or repost my FANFIC content. Reblog, like, and follow instead.

I hope you enjoy.

Why were you in such a pathetic mood?

Waking up from a messed up dream in a cold sweat?

Coming back from a mission where more damage than saving was done?

Or a hard downpour out of nowhere soaked you and would be around for the remainder of the evening?

All of the above.

In this life, you are the quiet, sweet protective being. But it takes certain things to set you off. All of the above, for instance.

Another big one would be the only friends turned found family you ever had and known getting harmed in any way, whether from slander from those foolish higher ups or certain corrupted humans you were obligated to save and not harm for retribution despite getting injured on the job because of them. Those indeed pissed you off.

That wasn't the case this time.

Nah, you're just having one of those days.

You had just left the shower, clad in a dry tee shirt and short shorts, going stomach first flopping on your dorm room bed in a downtrodden sense, when a loud knock on your door made you moan in refusal, smothering your face in your pillow.

"L/n? Sweetie? Y/n-chaaaaaan~?!"

Satoru's loud rambles; his voice always making you smile, now sounded irritating to you. "Go away." Your muffled yell made a new voice join in.

"Y/n? Honey? Are you alright?"

Suguru's concerned voice made you feel bad at behaving this way towards them when it wasn't their fault at all. "Not really."

"Excuse us. We're coming in." Suguru's warning was followed by your dorm room door sliding opening as their heads popped up through behind the door, your weak wave giving them the prompt to just come in.

They were both still in uniform but also in socks and slippers, as Satoru flopped down, jostling the bed, before spooning you from behind and Suguru sliding your door closed before sitting on the edge of the bed in front of you and held your hand in his; rubbing comforting circles on your knuckles with his thumb when he asked.

"How bad?"

Your hesitant sigh didn't bode well. "I was sent alone to exorcize a second-grade curse spirit after it ended several regulars working at a cemetery."

"Yaga-sensei told us." Suguru's pitying gaze made you whine weakly. "We're sorry we couldn't go with you."

Flashes of your nightmare from early morning resurfaced; your pinched expression being a sign of your discomfort. "The same nightmare happened again. Just … bloodied corpses … of those I care for …that shadowed, stitched forehead bastard's smile ... and I'm unable to move or scream or do anything …" Your voice wavered as your form trembled with a deep-rooted frustration and pain on this particular dilemma.

You still had no freaking idea who or what it was; human or cursed spirit, let alone why you kept having these dreams. A warning? Perhaps. You were slowly climbing up the ranks in terms of developing your Innate technique; as odd as it was in getting impactful visions followed by side effecting migraines. And this was yet another unknown future threat standing in your way.

"Plus I got rained down hard coming back here. So there." You pouted, taking Suguru's hand in your own, just to splat it over your face, amusing the latter despite the gloomy vibe.

"That bad, huh? God, quite the depressing mood bundle you are!" Satoru sighed loudly.

You jammed your thumb over your shoulder into Satoru's cheek, dryly retorting. "Obnoxious creep." You thrusted your pointer finger of the same hand forward in Suguru's face. "Weird bangs guy."

"Now sweetie, I know you're just saying those things because you're down in the dumps… but it still wounds me!" Satoru mockingly cried out, ruffling your hair, further driving the point of getting stabbed in the feels.

"Honey, you're wrong. About my bangs, I mean. Satoru … nah that's right on the mark." Geto poked your nose, smirking like the smart ass he is, rubbing salt in the wound.

"Hey!" Gojo flared up, dagger eyes on his bestie at the betrayal.

You snorted at their interaction. Satoru's face stubbornly set in a pouting expression, when the sound you just made gave him quite the amusing idea as he kissed your forehead down from up above you. "So, what you need right now is some serious cheering up, 101."

A twisted smile suddenly wormed up on his face. It makes your gut squirm with nerves.

"Suguru~" The sing-song tone to his name snatched the younger man's attention. "It seems our lovely girlfriend is too grumpy for our liking~!"

The same twisted feeling inside you doubled as Suguru smiled at you in the same manner.

"Yes … we should remedy that right away."

Able to read each other's thoughts down pat; synced as the best friends they are, meant they were both on board for their evil agenda.

"Uh, chotto matte," Your Nihongo Jouzu reflexes came spilling out as nervous giggles did as well, fidgeting as your attempts to get up and pull away from Satoru's hold were futile for his arms tightened around your waist and pulled quick enough to flush your back against his front. "Not that. Anything but that!"

"Y/n-chan … if you plead more, I'll consider it." Suguru calmly mused as he climbed up on your bed, trapping your legs in between his knees, coyly smiling. "Maybe~"

A squeal sprung free from your lips as the spider-like fingers of Satoru squeezed your sides before wriggling into your ribs. "I'd rather she beg. After all, she wants this so much~!" Satoru smugly taunted, that fat ass smirk plastered on his face when you jabbed your elbow hard in his side.

"Liar liar pants on fire – AAH~!" Your retort was cut off by your own shriek as Satoru's fingertips slithered around to deeply drag across your belly.

"Oh ho, you're gonna get it now!" Satoru's deepened tone spoke doom for you. Suguru's snickers only added to it.

Your spastic, laughing form was kicking, flailing, and bouncing to both their inner amusement and glee; the bed squeaking and the headboard hitting the wall many times in the process.

"Cootchie cootchie coo~!" Satoru's fingers slid through your shirt sleeves to pinch and wring the bare skin of your armpits.

"Tohohohohoru you ahahahahahass~!" You slam your shoulders into his in another attempt to push him off, but that lean skinny bode hid such strength beneath.

"Hey! I have a fine ass, I'll have you know!" Gojo's pursed lips were made to good use as he began doing raspberries from the crook of your neck to the base of it to under your ear, speaking in between every tingling blow. "Very. Fine. Indeed!" His snowy hair added to the ticklish sensation as his puffy locks brushed your cheek.

"You twohoohoo beheheheheter stahahahap or I swehehehear I'll – EEK~!" You squeaked harder as Suguru exchanges wiggling squeezes between your shaking kneecaps and your thighs. "Suhuhuhuhugu qu – quihihihit it~!!"

Geto snorted. "Jackass is more like it."

"Your face up my ass the other day spoke otherwise, if you recall~" Satoru's buzzing wet lips pulled from your neck to give bedroom eyes to Suguru.

Who returns the look, just as gluttonous for another go. "The face you made proves you enjoyed it just as much~"

Their raunchy talk was halted as a pillow got whacked in Suguru's face, followed by said pillow being thrown to Satoru's, who barely caught it in one hand. But that enough commotion lets you slip free from his loosened grasp.

Though the truth was he let you go free for now, laughing slowly at the look of sheer disbelief on his raven haired lover's face at what you just pulled, the more bangs loosely gracing his forehead from the commotion.

"Ooh, you're in trouble~!" Gojo singing spoke of doom.

Your panting, pink cheeked self could only have a moment's reprieve as chills raked your skin at the dark edge tainting Suguru's almond eyes. Unlike the smile in your nightmares, bearing callousness and insanity, Suguru's bore a more eerily calm smiling face.

"Indeed … it's on."

He dodged the kick to his face by your freed foot, toothily smiling as he caught your ankle, viewed your squirming foot with scrutinizing intrigue, before dragging his finger up and down your sole lightly enough to have you become a cute chortling mess.

Your other foot moved to kick his arm to free yourself when Gojo snatched it straight away, clicking his tongue to scold you. "Naughty, naughty~"

The two looming devils you love jumped you!

Shoko Ieiri, twirling her non lite cigarette between her fingers, jumped at the ear-piercing scream striking the air of the dorm, high tailing to the source as curiosity beckoned her.

Discovering the loud slamming ruckus jumbled in as well, it all is coming from your room followed by your jumbled cackling wordplay in the mix had her sliding the door open, her cigarette nearly slipping from her grasp at the sight she just witnessed.

You were flipped to lay on your stomach, laughing your sweaty red face off, as both those bastards each straddled a thigh of yours, with a footsie for each to tickle savagely.

"And this is why I stopped questioning why this is your norm now." Shoko shrugged.

"She whacked us with her pillow!" Suguru gruffly complained as his fingers wringed through your toes.

"Hilarious move on her part but she did wound my pride." Satoru's mirthful grin then drooped as his pride did deflate. "So, retribution!" Killing your restraint as he nibbled on your padded piggies.

"SHOHOHOHOHOHOHOKO~!!! MAHAHAHAHAHAKE THEHEHEHEHEHEM STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP~!!!"

Your flailing calves nearly whacking them were immediately taken care of as their forearms wrapped around them to hold them in place, their hands squeezing your ankles in their ironclad grip. Suguru nibbled and dragged his teeth and tongue down your wrinkled sole while Satoru's lips and tongue suckled and wriggled between your toes.

"PLEHEHEHEHEHESE HAHAHAHAHAHAVE MEHEHEHEHEHERCY~!!!"

"Yeah, as the resident healer of our group, I see the telltale signs she's gonna pass out at this rate." Shoko nearly toppled over you as your hands needed some support to dig and squeeze your fingers in something to keep your unhinged self-grounded.

Suguru hummed in contemplation. "Hmmm … while seeing and hearing our love in this state does please me greatly, this overall was supposed to cheer her up."

"Your cheering up brand is quite savage indeed." Shoko's apathetic tone made them both stifle a groan; Satoru's vibrating through your foot made you squeal louder, as he finally popped his mouth off your saliva covered minies.

"Alright, alright! We will," Satoru gave a big wet smooch to your topside. "I'd say we're even now."

Suguru kissed your other topside in the same manner, before their arms released your calves, moving off your thighs so they could lay your legs fully down on your rustled sheeted bed.

You breathed in and out your relief as tranquility came at last; giggles from ghost tickles slipping in, releasing your hold on Shoko's arm to fold yours and use them as your personal resting pillow. "Ah … f … freedom … thank you." You were now more exhausted but less depressing. Pro? Perhaps. For now, anyway.

"Y/n." You leaned your head into Satoru's smooth warm hand as he brushed your hair strands sticking to your forehead aside, rubbing your forehead before brushing your hair back in gentle motions, as he flopped down on his stomach on your right side, resting his cheek on his free forearm, the vibrant Six Eyes looking at you over his lowered shades, straightforward truth teeming in them. "In this life, you can't save everyone."

You frowned at that, blunt and to the point, when Suguru also flopped down the same way on your left side, his giant firm hand rubbing massaging circles on your back, surging with tender care, bringing blessed sighs out of you, as his eyes met yours next, teemed with solace. "Nor will the fear of the unknown go away just like that."

"We can't promise that nothing will happen to all of us later on down the line, either." Satoru's distaste for it showed.

"But we can promise that when they do, come what may, we'll give it our all." Suguru's empathy shined through in his beautiful almond eyes.

"We have to in order to be the strongest duo, after all." Satoru chuckled as his cheek nuzzled yours.

"Eh? And me?" You pouted.

"Then trio." Suguru pecked your lips just to see that smile of yours blossom.

"Ahem!" Shoko fake coughed, sitting against the front of the bed on the floor, plopping her head back, lips puckered and batting eyes at you all in fake sadness.

"Okay, squad then! Point being! Whatever comes our way, we face it together, as best we can. We are there for each other. None of us should be alone. Right?" Satoru's sincere toothy smile sealed the deal.

You sighed deeply. "Fine … but any more savage tickling cheering up schemes in the future are off the table! I swear to God –!"

"Hai hai." The duo agreed in unison as they each pressed a deep noisy smooch to your cheeks.

"Ehem." Shoko pointed at her own face, wanting smooches too. That brought laughs out of all three of you before you kissed her forehead, and the guys kissed her cheeks.

The downpour had finally ceased, and you fell asleep from the tiring experience that toppled the rest.

"Too precious for this kind of life, she is." Shoko smiled faintly as the guys kept their eyes on yourself, softly breathing, slowly lifting and lowering your slumbering self.

"Suguru? Those dreams of hers …"

"Premonitions, you mean?"

Satoru nodded. "It's been happening for weeks now."

"She could be a cursed Seer of sorts. See the future and all that." Shoko interjected.

"Her cursed energy has been increasing. Her output as well. Still … I say we keep close to her. Keep our guard up." Suguru suggested.

"And if Yaga-sensei sends her out solo tasking again?" Satoru dreaded that possible outcome.

"We should inform him of this. If a possible dire threat does arrive in our future, I'd suggest one of us go with her on missions just in case. We both can handle solo missions just fine."

"Then I call dibs~!"

Suguru's eyes narrowed intensely. "My idea, my dibs."

Satoru flared up. "Eh~?!"

Your groggy stirring mumbles alerted the bois to keep it down, your settling down leaving them puffing out their reliefs.

"Compromise then, Satoru~?"

Said man groaned. "You're lucky you're you."

Suguru chuckled at that before smooching his snowy haired lover over your resting head.

"Your throuple is a cursed miracle in and of itself, alright." Shoko murmured, toying with the cig between her lips.

Your throuple life story.

Cursed miracle indeed.

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tastybluesprite · 4 months

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Great Heights

FINALLY I get to write for these two dorks. I miss them so much. I randomly came up with this idea from a tiktok animation skit I saw with Yuji and Megumi. I woke up in the middle of the night and was like “woooooaaahh…..” and got to work right away. Now this is the result lmfao. Enjoy! (I hope)🙏❤️

Warnings: This is a tickle fic so if that makes you uncomfortable just keep scrolling :)

Summery: Geto is secretly afraid of heights, but what happens when Gojo wants to ride a Ferris wheel with him? (Takes place a bit before the time of hidden inventory arc)

If Geto made it out of this alive he was going to kill Satoru Gojo. Well… maybe he was being a little dramatic. But still.

It all started when they decided to take a trip to an amusement part. Gojo absolutely loved scary roller coasters. He enjoyed the thrill. Geto didn’t have much issue with the coasters either. Even if he wasn’t a big fan, they were over pretty quickly. It was more of a heights problem he had with them. But again, they were over quick enough that he was ok.

“Wooo! That was a great one!” Gojo cried as they left another ride they had just went on. Geto smiled slightly as if to show agreement.

Gojo, being the loud and energetic type, was having the time of his life bouncing the two of them around all over the park. Suddenly Gojo stopped in his tracks.

“Suguru! Look a Ferris wheel!!!” The white haired teen cried as he pointed to the large attraction a few feet away from them.

Suguru looked at the giant wheel with apprehension.

“Eh… I don’t know Satoru… it’s probably not even that fun…” Geto made a weak attempt of trying to convince him otherwise. But Gojo was dead set.

“Oh come on! I’ve always wanted to go on one of these! Pleeeeease?” Gojo whined a little. “The lines not even that long right now!”

Geto looked at it and sighed. “Ok, fine.”

Gojo whooped as he dragged his man bun haired friend to the line.

Gojo was right. Unfortunately for Geto, the line wasn’t that long. Soon enough they were loaded into a cart and had the metal bar lowered on them.

The wheel began to move and they started descending up. As it moved Geto was honestly started to enjoy it. It was a lot more relaxing than he anticipated.

Soon the cart made its way to the very top, which was a little bit worrying, but Geto figured it was going to move again and they’d be down soon enough.

Unfortunately after some time, they realized it was not going to be moving anytime soon.

“Uh oh. Looks like the Ferris wheel broke. Bummer.” Gojo sighed. His voice sounding downright bored.

Geto however remained silent.

Gojo continued to mutter about the situation sucking that the ride stopped working, also wondering if they could get their money back for this. But he realized he was doing most of, if not, all of the talking.

“Hey Suguru you haven’t said anything this entire time. You ok?” Gojo asked, inspecting his face.

“Ah- no. I’m ok.” Geto said quickly, trying to offer a sort of smile. Gojo couldn’t help noticing the tension in his voice. He also noticed the way Geto was a bit too tightly gripping the metal bar in front of them, in fact so tightly his knuckles had turned almost completely white. His face seemed a bit more pale than normal also.

That’s when it suddenly clicked in his brain.

“Wait a second… Suguru… are you afraid of heights?” Gojo asked with a teasing flair in his voice.

“Ah- n-no I’m not… I’m just not really finding it all that fun to get stuck up here.” A likely excuse.

Gojo smirked. “Aw it’s ok… you don’t have to put on a brave face for wittle ole me…” He then started poking Geto at his side a little as he continued smirking.

“AH! S-Satohoru!” Geto cried out as he tensed up all the more, swatting at Gojos hand. “S-Stop that!”

Gojo grinned as he went from poking to squeezing at his sides.

“G-Gohohohojo!!! Y-yohohohu’ll mahahahake uhuhuhus fahahahall!!!” Geto cried as his giggles turned to laughter. He was now squirming even more.

“Oh come on do you think I’d actually let you fall? I’m honestly hurt that you think so little of me…” Gojo then went for his stomach, scribbling gently.

“GOHohOhoJoHOhohoho!!!” Getos laughter only intensified as he kicked his feet around below them, trying weakly to fend off Gojos hands.

Even though Geto wanted to kill that white haired bastard, his fear started to leave him. His stress went down and suddenly the heights didn’t feel so scary anymore. A little nerve wracking sure, but he wasn’t as afraid.

Soon the wheel started to move again and they eventually made it off the ride.

Gojo stretched his arms out as they walked. “Well that was actually pretty fun!” Gojo said energetically. He saw how Geto was being all quiet again and his smile went from being teasing to being a little more softer and genuine.

“Don’t worry~ I won’t tell anyone~” Gojo huffed out playfully out as he swiftly poked his friends side. Suguru gasped and flinched away from the touch as he gave an annoyed look.

“Shut up.” He said, sounding more tired than anything.

But when he turned back away from Gojo, he couldn’t stop the smile that creeped on his face. Maybe he’ll wait a little longer after all before he killed that idiot.

Thx for reading ✌️❤️

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thecursedanon · 19 days

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Rainy Day

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.

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