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Saved By The Bell - Naruto Tickle Fic
Fandom: Naruto Shippuden
Summary: During the second bell test, Naruto makes an interesting discovery about his Sensei.
Content Warning: mild language
Word Count: 2.7k
Author's Note: it has been SO LONG since i last wrote a fic so i'm v nervous about posting this, but i am pretty proud of it! i hope you enjoy!
Naruto and Sakura ducked behind a tree, breathing heavily as they tried to recover some energy from all of the failed attempts at retrieving the bells from Kakashi. Their brains were moving a mile a minute, trying desperately to figure out a new tactic. It’s been about three years since the first time they had tried to do this, and as strong as the two of them have gotten in that time, it was still incredibly difficult. It didn’t help that the pressure was up this time as Lady Tsunade, the Fifth Hokage and Sakura’s mentor, and Jiraiya, Naruto’s mentor, were watching and evaluating their fight. With the extra amount of pressure they were feeling, the two of them couldn’t help but wonder if they had even progressed much at all.
Kakashi, however, felt the amount of growth his students had achieved. As opposed to last time they fought him like this, he wasn’t daring to let even a little bit of his guard down. He knew how much stronger Naruto and Sakura had become, and because of this, he knew he’d be defeated easily if he relaxed for even a second. Even so, he couldn’t fully keep his mind away from his new “Make-Out Tactics” book that Naruto had brought him. He’d never dare to start reading while facing opponents like these, but the desire was there, and it was strong.
Naruto sighed, his breath becoming steadier. “Man, that Kakashi is ridiculously strong. I mean, he’s smarter than Shikamaru, he has a better sense of smell than Kiba, his Sharingan is better than Sasuke’s, his Taijutsu is better than Lee’s… and he’s got way more experience than us.”
“You’re right, but even so…” Sakura interjected curiously, “even he must have a weakness.” She squinted her eyes as if to see the possibilities written out in front of her. “We just have to think about it…”
“A weakness, huh?” Naruto wondered aloud, joining Sakura and becoming deep in thought. He cycled through every fight he’s seen Kakashi in, trying to figure out what his weakness could possibly be. It was hard to find the answer with an opponent so strong. Maybe, his weakness wasn’t a physical thing, like a blind spot. Maybe… Naruto gasped suddenly. “I’ve got it!”
Sakura’s head whipped towards Naruto in surprise, her brow slightly furrowed. “Really? You know Kakashi’s weakness? Tell me!” She leaned in, prompting him to whisper so no one would overhear their plotting. Naruto stifled a giggle, playing out his ridiculous plan in his head.
“Sakura, think about it for a minute. If you really look back at all of Kakashi Sensei’s actions, you’ll know what I’m thinking of.” Naruto smirked, waiting for Sakura to think of it, too. She did think very hard, in fact. Alas, she wasn’t able to see it the way that Naruto did so clearly. He beckoned her close to him and whispered his plan into her ear. As the words left his mouth, her face switched from a confused expression into a wide, scheming smile.
“Oh, I get it now! Naruto, that’s a genius idea!” She exclaimed, feeling her hands begin to shake in excitement. “You really are the most unpredictable knucklehead ninja I’ve ever met.” Naruto growled, lightly smacking Sakura in the arm, making her laugh.
“Hey! How dare you call me a knucklehead when I just came up with that amazing plan! You said it yourself, it was genius.” He smirked, crossing his arms in a playfully arrogant way. Sakura rolled her eyes at his actions.
“No matter how many great plans you come up with, you’ll always be a knucklehead to me, Naruto.” She teased. Naruto copied her eye roll, still smirking.
“Whatever. Let’s just go before Kakashi Sensei starts getting suspicious.” He began to move noiselessly in Kakashi’s direction, Sakura close behind him. They both focused on their movements, making sure to draw no attention to themselves while also making their way through the trees as quickly as possible. Before they knew it, they were crouched behind a bush about thirty feet away from Kakashi.
Kakashi couldn’t sense their presence yet, but his guard was very much up, anticipating a sneak attack from a direction that wouldn’t be expected. He would never admit it to his two students, but he started to feel a bit nervous. He couldn’t place exactly why. All he knew is that he should be expecting the unexpected. But then he wondered, what could be so unexpected that it warranted him feeling this nervous? When he saw his two students appear from behind a bush, that was when the nerves really started to kick in. They couldn’t possibly think a head-on attack would work, could they?
“Huh… attacking me head-on like this. Are you sure that’s the best course of action?” Kakashi questioned his students, keeping his voice even as he readied his defensive stance. The two stood before him, and Kakashi couldn’t miss the eagerness in their stances. What on Earth did they have planned?
“Now, Naruto!” Sakura’s sudden exclamation prompted the two of them to jump into the air, diving slowly towards Kakashi. He couldn’t help but gain a confused look. All three of them knew that Kakashi could destroy them easily in a frontal attack like this. He stood, still ready to attack at any moment, but he watched them closely, analyzing every movement down to the tiniest muscle twitch.
“Alright, Kakashi Sensei…” Naruto started to speak as they continued to descend. Kakashi cocked his head to the side slightly, surprised that he’d use a moment like this for conversational language. “At the end of ‘Make-Out Tactics’…”
Oh. Oh.
Those words sent a chill down Kakashi’s spine. There was no way Naruto was resorting to such a dirty trick. Spoiling the ending of the book he had just received that day? What kind of a monster did he train?! Kakashi covered his ears out of instinct, preventing himself from hearing any more of Naruto’s words. He kept his eyes locked on their movements, but then he realized…
“As it happens, the main character…” No! He could still read Naruto’s lips because of his Sharingan! His eyes clamped shut, determined not to find out any spoilers that Naruto might have known. He was also Jiraiya’s student, and he’s the author of these books, after all. It was more likely than not that Naruto knew exactly how this book went, and Kakashi would rather lose this fight than have his favorite series spoiled for him.
Kakashi felt a sudden jab at his right side, close to his hip. His eyes shot open with a gasp, as his hands flew down to protect himself from… that. Much to his dismay, the jabs kept coming one after another. He felt his face begin to flush in embarrassment as he choked back the laughter that was about to come out of his mouth. There was no way he was letting his students learn both of his weaknesses in the same day.
“Damn it, where the hell are they?!” A familiar voice mumbled to no one in particular. Kakashi looked down to see that the culprit of the pokes was none other than Naruto. He was obviously searching for something… wait. “Where are they? Where are the bells?!” Naruto’s hands kept searching as Kakashi felt his defenses begin to crumble. He inhaled deeply and held his breath. He could not, would not let this happen. Not in front of the Fifth Hokage herself.
When Naruto’s hands reached the bottom of his ribs, Kakashi felt himself involuntarily move away from the poking. This made Naruto stop what he was doing and stare curiously at his teacher. Kakashi stared back, his eyes a little bit wider than normal. His heart rate began to increase when he saw a devious glint in Naruto’s eyes. Naruto reached out to land another poke into Kakashi’s ribs, eliciting a quiet yelp from the older.
“Say, Kakashi Sensei…” Naruto’s voice was lower than before, almost a growl. Kakashi swallowed, his face growing more flushed the closer Naruto gets to him. “You wouldn’t happen to be ticklish, would you?”
Kakashi felt his breath catch in his throat hearing those words. “Now, Naruto…” His voice had a slight tremble to it, but he tried to keep his tone calm and level. “Is this really necessary? You would have defeated me just now. We don’t need to resort to such tactics.”
Naruto chuckled, stepping even closer to Kakashi with his hands reaching out in front of him. “If you’re hiding the bells from us, then I have no other choice.” He leapt at Kakashi suddenly, attaching his fingers to his sides and digging in mercilessly. Kakashi gasped, putting his hands over Naruto’s in an attempt to push them away. He gritted his teeth to prevent any laughter from slipping out of his mouth. He was determined to keep up his stoic facade for as long as possible.
“N-Naruto, this isn’t necessary. C-come on, stop this.” Kakashi’s voice came out a bit more strained than normal as he held back his laugh. As ticklish as he was, Kakashi was able to handle this spot pretty well. As long as Naruto didn’t get any other ideas, that is. Not satisfied with the reaction he was getting, Naruto furrowed his brow in deep thought.
“I think it’s very necessary, Kakashi Sensei! If you’re unfairly hiding the bells from us, I have to find them by any means.” Naruto moved his hands up to Kakashi’s ribs, scratching each finger between each of the bones. Kakashi let out a strong exhale, still holding his laughter in, but just barely. His hands still stayed on top of Naruto’s, trying to detach his fingers from his ribs. The feeling of all ten of Naruto’s fingers wiggling in between his ribs was almost too much to handle. Naruto grinned mischievously, noticing Kakashi’s face becoming more red as the tickling continued.
“You’re really not letting up? Man, I guess I have to do it, then…” Those words from Naruto made Kakashi’s stomach do a backflip. He started to squirm underneath the tickly touch, wondering what on Earth he could have possibly thought of to escalate the situation.
“Well, as I was saying before, the main character in ‘Make-Out Tactics’…”
Kakashi gasped, covering his ears and clamping his eyes shut once more. Damn, Naruto was much better at finding his weaknesses than he’d like to admit. “N-no! I’m not listening!” Kakashi exclaimed in a panic. What he failed to consider, however, was just how vulnerable he had made himself in this one motion. Naruto chuckled, taking the chance that was given to him. He shot his now free hands up into Kakashi’s underarms.
Kakashi’s arms came crashing down as his entire body curled in on itself. The laughter that he was fighting back finally bubbled to the surface in the form of soft, hysterical giggles. His face flushed even deeper than before, feeling embarrassed about reacting in such a way, especially in front of the people that were around. As Naruto’s fingers scratched in the sensitive spot, Kakashi couldn’t help himself but squirm even more than before.
Naruto was shocked. He had never heard Kakashi laugh like this. He didn’t even know if he’d heard Kakashi laugh at all before, so to see him reduced to a giggling mess was a hilarious sight. “Wow, Kakashi Sensei! You’re way more ticklish than I would have thought!” He continued to scratch his nails in Kakashi’s underarms, causing his teacher’s laughter to slowly get louder.
“N-Narutohoho, plehehease! This ihis soho childihihihish!” Kakashi cackled, trying half heartedly to bat Naruto’s arms away from him. Could he have gotten the kid off of him easily with one swift motion? Absolutely, but to be honest, he couldn’t remember the last time he had allowed his guard to drop this much. It had to have been years since he felt himself laugh even a little bit. As embarrassing as it all was, a bigger part of it felt refreshing.
“Oh, you think this is childish? I’ll show you childish!” Naruto taunted, throwing pokes all around Kakashi’s torso, making his laughter spike up an octave. “Childish is hiding the bells from me when I beat you, fair and square!”
Kakashi’s eyes were still squeezed shut due to his loud laughter. All of a sudden, the tickling sensations increased rapidly. He felt so many different spots being targeted all at once. While the scratching in his underarms continued, he additionally felt fingers wiggling against his stomach and his ribs. Then, there was a pair of hands scratching behind his knees, forcing a surprised squeak out of Kakashi’s mouth. His legs began to shake due to the new spot being targeted. How was this even possible? He forced open his eyes and finally realized: he was being attacked by Naruto and three of his Shadow Clones.
Once he found out what had happened, Kakashi’s body surrendered to the sensations. He let unfiltered laughter flood out of his mouth as his legs finally gave out, making him end up on the ground. All four Narutos followed him down, all of their hands staying attached to the spots they were targeting. Kakashi was almost in tears laughing, completely unable to get away from the eight hands that were attacking him. “Nahahaharutoho! Plehehease, stohohohop!”
“I’ll stop as soon as you tell me where the damn bells are!” The real Naruto yelled, his three Shadow Clones laughing along.
Jingle.
Hearing that soft, familiar sound ring through the chaos made both Naruto and Kakashi freeze. All of their remaining chakra was focused in their ears, listening intently for the sound of the bells.
Jingle.
Their heads whipped around to see Sakura standing a few feet away from them, holding both of the bells, one in each hand. Kakashi felt his face pale at the sight as Naruto bolted over to grab one of the bells out of her hand with a satisfied chuckle.
“Y-you had them the whole time, Sakura?” Kakashi stammered, slowly gathering himself and getting to his feet. Sakura had a small smile on her face as she blushed a bit.
“Yeah… I’m sorry, Kakashi Sensei! I just thought… you looked like you were having fun, so I didn’t want to make you guys stop so soon.” Sakura explained sheepishly. Kakashi couldn’t help but smile at her statement, his face remaining a deep shade of pink.
“Well… you aren’t necessarily wrong.” Kakashi admitted, making both of his students stare at him in shock. He shrugged as he continued his thought. “I mean, I can’t remember the last time my body was able to relax like that, and I don’t even think either of you had ever heard me laugh before.” Naruto and Sakura looked at each other, knowing that to be true. Kakashi smiled at them before looking around the area. “Now, I have one thing to ask, and this goes for everyone here, so listen up.” As Kakashi spoke, Tsunade and Jiraiya poked their heads out of the trees, their grinning faces focused on him intently.
“What is it, Kakashi Sensei?” Naruto asked, his eyes shining with glee. Kakashi sighed, directing this statement mostly at the two Sannin.
“Please, do not tell Gai about this. He will never let me live a peaceful life with this information.” Jiraiya snickered as he and Tsunade shared a mischievous glance.
“No promises.” Tsunade responded with a scheming smile. Kakashi sighed even deeper this time, holding his face in his hands.
“Don’t worry, Kakashi Sensei! We’ll protect your honor!” Naruto exclaimed, positioning himself in front of Kakashi, using a defensive stance.
Sakura giggled and mirrored Naruto’s actions. “Yeah! We’ll protect you no matter what!”
Kakashi smiled, grateful for the incredible Shinobi his students had become. “Thank you. Now, what do you say I treat you two to some ramen as a congratulations?” His students let out a yell of excitement, racing each other back to the village. Kakashi followed close behind them while Tsunade and Jiraiya lingered for just a moment longer.
“You’re going to tell him, aren’t you?” Jiraiya asked the Hokage.
Tsunade chuckled. “Oh, I absolutely am.”
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and ofc we gotta wreck the lil emo boi cuz he’s bein a stinker
drawing them all again is bringing back memories holy cow
also im so honking happy with this lil squimshy face
lookit himmm hehheee he looks so squishy im so happy
#tickle art#naruto tickling#lee!sasuke#ler!naruto#ler!sakura#HEHEHEHEHEHEHE#im nervous#for like a zillion reasons#ash help me im scared
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Plain box
Milk/White Chocolate
Oval
Ganache
(Sasunaru..? QwQ)
oH WHAT PERFECT TIMING
MY NEXT EVENT ASK IS MY CURRENT BRAINROT
MUAHAUAHUAHAUHUAHA! IM HYPED
Oops this got long oh well
TY FOR THE REQUEST PAPA
CW BELOW THE CUT: This do have some tickles in it, ngl. Spoilers about Sakura’s character arc!
𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑜𝑥 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑙𝑦 ❤︎
Ever since the two were paired up on team seven, Kakashi couldn’t recall a time where Naruto and Sasuke weren’t fighting, whether it was physical aggression, hurling insults at each other, or just passive aggression and sarcasm, the two were always at each others’ throats.
As kids, the two were classic rivals. They were the run-of-the-mill adolescents, who only wanted to beat the other at anything and everything.
Now as teenagers, the two are strong in their own ways. But, this doesn’t stop them from continuous bickering and small tantrums.
Eventually, their Sensei had enough.
One lunch… it’s all Kakashi wanted. Just one hour to celebrate his three students and their accomplishments. He was saving up his ryo to be able to treat them for weeks, and of course his two problem children just had to be themselves.
“If you don’t shut up right now I swear I’ll-“
“You’ll what, Naruto? Make a shadow clone and have it yell at me? Ooooh so scary.” The raven-haired shinobi rolled his eyes as he held his hands up in mock defense. “If you start throwing lethal jutsu at me right here, we’ll get kicked out and Kakashi will have to pay for the entire restaurant!”
“You’re such a jerk!” Naruto barked as he narrowed his eyes and stood up to lean toward Sasuke.
The other shinobi matched his action, and the two were now standing with their faces only about six inches apart. Sakura swore she could see the lightning bolts that shot between both of their eyes.
“You two are insufferable!” The pink-haired girl hissed as she pulled on both of their jacket sleeves, “Sit down before you give Sensei an ulcer!”
“He started it!” Naruto whined, knowing he’d been defeated.
“You’re such a toddler.” Sasuke mumbled coolly, accenting his quip with an eye roll.
“Sasuke I swear to-“
“Naruto, Sasuke, look at me right now.”
The two bickering shinobi froze in place as angry their faces dropped. They slowly turned toward their Sensei…
“Sasuke, you’re going to tell me what you would like to eat, since I already know Naruto’s order by heart. After that, I’m going to order your lunches and you’re going to go outside and fix whatever the hell is making you two act up. Do I make myself clear?”
The blonde genin nodded fearfully, while Sasuke only replied curtly, “crystal.” Sakura, on the offhand, was thrilled that she had never pissed off her Sensei before. She couldn’t help the chill that ran down her spine at the thought of what might happen if she did.
“Glad we’re on the same page.” Kakashi’s once terrifying demeanor had retreated, and he wore his signature close-eyed smile once again.
Sasuke pointed to an item on the menu, then stood up from the booth. “Come on, idiot.”
“Well now I’m not going because you’re being a dic-“
“I said come on.” The black-haired shinobi dragged Naruto by the back of his jacket collar, “You know damn well how I feel about repeating myself.”
As the two left wordlessly, Kakashi turned to his remaining student. “So, Sakura. If you would be so kind as to enlighten me, what was training with the Hokage like?”
When Naruto and Sasuke arrived outside, the black-haired shinobi dropped a cross-armed Naruto into the grass, then sat down adjacent to him. “What’s got you so pissy?”
“You.”
Sasuke couldn’t help but snort at how easily the word flowed from his teammate’s lips. The answer was curt and nonchalant, and yet Sasuke found it so amusing. “Reason in particular?”
“Nope. You’re just stupid.”
“Narut-“
“And I’m… jealous of you.” The boy sighed, turning away from his teammate with a dejected sigh.
Sasuke blinked, closing his mouth to prevent a snarky comment from coming out.
“I know, I know, it’s stupid but…” the blonde shinobi sighed, “I just wish that I knew what it was like to have a family at a point in my life. The closest I have is Iruka and Kakashi Sensei, but it seems Kakashi Sensei likes you better.”
With a sigh, Sasuke stood and plopped down next to his teamm- no, Naruto was his friend. That’s what Sasuke had to be in this situation: a friend. “Naruto, Kakashi knows your order by heart for any restaurant you go to. I know you can’t tell, but he always is there to catch you when you pass out from chakra exhaustion.”
“Does he really?” Naruto asked, turning to face his friend.
“Every time, without fail.” Sasuke placed a hand on the blonde shinobi’s shoulder. “And I wish I could tell you it was pleasant to have a family, but it wasn’t always as fun as it cuts out to be in your head.”
“I guess so.” The blonde sighed again, “I’ve always wanted to know what it was like to have a brother.”
The black-haired shinobi tensed, exhaled, and spoke. “Itachi was… he was a good big brother, so I thought. He always made sure to remind my dad that I was important too. It felt good to feel appreciated, but he was also a menace. He would hide my stuff in high places, flick my forehead all the time, and don’t even get me started on how many times he tickled me it was-“
Naruto chuckled gently, “I can’t even imagine you being ticklish.”
“Uhhh ignore that part.” Sasuke cursed himself internally. Why did he include that piece of Itachi’s antics out of all of them?
“Oh? Just ignore it, huh?”
Within an instant, Naruto’s dejected mood disappeared and was replaced by his sunshine-y attitude once more. He dove onto his friend and held one of Sasuke’s arms above his head.
“Don’t you dare, Naruto.” Sasuke spat, trying to put up a front through his apprehension.
“Is someone scared?” The blonde teased, bringing a hand down to squeeze his friend’s side.
Sasuke’s body abandoned him as he involuntarily jerked away from the touch. With every squeeze, his torso flinched away from it. Truth be told, Sasuke hadn’t been tickled in so long that his body was preparing for pain. “D-dude stop!”
“Oh man no way, this is so awesome!” The shinobi teased as he began to flutter his fingers on his friend’s side, “I’m not stopping until you laugh!”
“G-guess you’ll b-behehe- BE here a while.”
Naruto gasped, “Did I just hear you laugh? The Sasuke Uchiha giggled?” He smiled and dug in a little harder, sending shockwaves through Sasuke’s body.
“Nahahaharuhuhutohoho!”
“Sahahahasuke!” The blonde teased.
Sasuke covered his face and whined as giggles poured from his lips, “Yohohou ahahare suhuhuhuch ahaha- AGH NOHOHOHO.”
Poor Sasuke had made the rookie mistake of covering his face, this is common information. But he left his upper ribs wide open for Naruto’s attack. The jinchuriki boy couldn’t help but giggle as he watched his stoic friend fall apart.
“GOHOHOHOD YOHOHOU AHAHARE THEHEHE WOHOHOHORST!”
“And yet I don’t hear you asking me to stop!” The blonde sing-songed, “I know it’s been some time since someone tickled you but man, even I would’ve given in by now.”
Upon hearing those words, pale skin turned cherry red, and Sasuke finally had the idea to move his hands down. Unfortunately, that only trapped Naruto’s wiggling fingers. “NAHAHAHARUHUHUTOHOHO.”
“You done?”
The black-haired shinobi smacked at his friend’s arm, signifying he was tapping out. Naruto immediately stopped and flopped down on top of his friend’s stomach, giggling alongside him. “Man it’s been a while since we had fun like that. Consider that revenge for April Fool’s day.”
“N-Noted.”
The two sat in a comfortable silence, allowing Sasuke to catch his breath. They wordlessly watched the clouds roll by, enjoying the peace shared between them. They were only interrupted by Sasuke’s stomach rumbling, causing Naruto to laugh at the sudden vibration against his head.
“I think we should head inside.” The black-haired shinobi mumbled, lifting the blonde head off of his stomach and standing up. He offered a hand to his friend, who took it with a smile. “And by the way?”
“Mm?” The blonde shinobi asked, turning toward Sasuke.
The other shinobi squeezed his hand with a shy smile. “You don’t need a brother to know what it’s like to have one; you have me.”
❣︎𝑉𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑒’𝑠 𝐶ℎ𝑜𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑡❣︎
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#cutesy confections#naruto#naruto Shippuden#naruto uzumaki#uzumaki naruto#Sasuke#Sasuke Uchiha#Uchiha Sasuke#Naruto and Sasuke#naruto fluff#naruto tickle fic#naruto tickle#lee!sasuke#ticklish!sasuke#ler!naruto#t content#anime tickle#anime tickle fic#anime fluff#anime#naruto spoilers
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Rainy day
Warning This contains a gay ship sasunaru and tickling if you don’t like then pass by this post thank you.
On any ordinary day naruto would be walking around the village,and talking to people and having fun, but it had decided to rain so he had to stay home he had friends but who would come to his apartment in the rain he thought, but he had remembered he called sasuke earlier that day was he still coming naruto thought 5 minutes later he heard a knock and it was non other then sasuke his crush sense the academy he always wanted to confess, but he didn’t have the confidence but today he got the confidence to confess sasuke walked to naruto’s room along with naruto behind him when they reached his room sasuke turnt to him and said something he didn’t want to hear so dope why did you call me here naruto stood there for a second and then he said it sasuke I like you will you be my boyfriend sasuke didn’t know what to say, sasuke’s pov: naruto just said he likes me i like him to but whats so good about me. naruto’s pov: what if sasuke doesn’t like me back what he’s not gay and doesn’t be my friend anymore. i like you to naruto but what’s so good about me naruto snapped when he heard that and pounced on sasuke and started tickling his tummy sasuke busted into adorable cackles and giggles, and naruto said what’s good about you is your laughter your handsomeness and how beautiful your face is don’t ever think theres nothing good about you he said and stopped tickling sasuke and said does that mean you’ll be my boyfriends yes naruto sasuke said and kissed him after that they were proudly dating.
i’ll probably make a part 2 but it depends if i have time i hope you this
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Like Old Times
Okay so… this is likely my first Naruto fanfic? That’s pretty cool lol. Anyway I really love this friendship so much. Ugh Naruto angsts really hits you where it hurts. So what better than to make fluffy content out of it!
Warnings: None really aside from that this is a tickle fic, so if that’s not your thing… then just keep scrolling lol
Summery: Itachi and Shisui call back to a time when they were younger.
“Well there you are! And here I was just wondering where you had gotten off too.” Shisui Uchiha smirked as Itachi just landed another kunai into a target. Itachi had gone to a grassy field with targets he could use for practice. They both got a lot older since they first met. Back then Itachi was just a newly made Chunin.
Itachi looked back and smiled a bit. He always had a gentle look on his face that Shisui couldn’t help admiring. It gave him a look as if he was always calm and composed.
“What’s up Shisui?” Itachi asked as he picked up three more Kunai to throw at the target.
Shisui just chuckled and shrugged. “Nothing. I got bored and wanted to see what you were up to Itachi.”
Itachi smiled and threw all three Kunai directly in the center of another target. Shisui whistled. “Wow. You’ve gotten really good since we were younger.”
Itachi chuckled a little sheepishly. “Not really. I still believe I have some ways to go.”
Shisui raised an eyebrow. “If you have ways to go then that’s just an insult to my own abilities.”
Itachi chuckled more at that. “Are you trying to say that I’m better than you?”
Shisui scoffed. “No way in hell! I’m totally stronger than you are!” He insisted proudly with a frown.
Itachi smirked slightly. “You sound so sure about that.”
Shisui grinned back, sensing the playfulness. It seemed he was being challenged. He hadn’t heard that tone from Itachi since they were Chunin.
“Want to put that to the test?” He raised an eyebrow slowly.
Itachi just answered by getting in a battle stance and smirking more. Shisui responded with a stance of his own.
As soon as they prepared themselves, they lunged at one another, dueling it out without holding back.
Itachi threw punches and high kicks. He was extremely skilled with Taijutsu for only being thirteen. He pulled off very advanced moves for his young age.
Shisui however was more experienced and skilled. He managed to corner Itachi down to the floor.
“Hah! I win again.” Shisui smirked smugly.
Itachi raised an eyebrow. “Is that so?”
Out of nowhere, before Shisui could fully pin him down, Itachi broke away and lunged for the brunette. Shisuis eyes widened in surprise. He yelped and fell back onto the grass, curling up immediately to protect himself and erupting into giggles. Itachi, of course, followed him down.
“W-wahahait wahahahait!!! N-nohoho tihihihicklihihng nohohohot fahahahair!!!!” He cried out, kicking and squirming around wildly as Itachi pinched up and down his sides.
“You’re considered one of the strongest young Shinobi in the Uchiha clan and you can’t handle a bit of tickling?” Itachi teased with a chuckle, raising an eyebrow again.
Shisui spluttered and squealed as he tried and failed to evade his younger friends fingers.
When Itachi went under his shirt found the softness of his bare abdomen, Shisui shrieked and curled up tighter, his giggles turning into frantic and panicked cackles.
“NAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEREHEHE IHIHITAHAHACHIHIHIHI!!!!” He cried out desperately. No matter how much he curled up he couldn’t seem to stop the fingers moving.
Itachi chuckled at the sight of his friend completely helpless and fallen apart as he failed to evade the tickles.
Eventually Shisuis laughter went near silent and he couldn’t seem to draw breath, which signaled to Itachi that he should probably stop.
When the black ponytailed shinobi retracted his hands, Shisui lay back, panting and trying to catch his breath.
“D-dahahamn ihit… wh-what the hehehell…” Shisui mumbled through his deep breaths.
Itachi let out a small soft chuckle. “You haven’t change at all Shisui.”
Shisui was pretty quick in regaining his composure. Now he was smirking. “Oh really? If that’s true I doubt you changed much as well!” Shisui lunged for Itachi of nowhere, attempting to tickle him.
Itachi erupted into soft giggles as he squirmed under the older shinobi.
“Shihihihisuhuhuiii!!!” Itachi cried out, trying to push at his friend.
Shisui laughed. “Come on Itachi, I thought you were smart. Surely you realized how ticklish you were yourself and saw this coming…” He prodded and kneaded up and down Itachis sides as the younger boy squirmed and laughed under him.
Shisui then smirked. “That is unless you were… looking for this outcome…”
Itachis face turned a bright red at that. “Shuhuhuhut uhuhuhup yohohohu dihihihick….”
Shisui scoffed in mock outrage. “Me?! A dick?! Oh you’re SO getting it now…”
Shisui moved his hands towards Itachis hips and started massaging and kneading into them deeply.
Itachi let out a wheeze and dissolved into hysterical cackles as he thrashed and kicked his legs wilding, his hands pulling desperately at the brunettes wrists.
Shisui just smirked as he watched his best friend completely breaking down. For as long as he knew, Itachi always had that one spot on his hips that had always had him practically done for.
“SHIHIHISUHUHUIHIHIHI PLEHEHEHAHASE!!!!” Itachi cried out through more wheezes. His leg kicking weakening a bit.
Shisui just chuckled and smirked more. “Y’know Itachi, I gotta say… you’ve claimed many times before that you hate being tickled… and yet here you are not even asking me to stop… what’s up with that, hm?”
Shisui teased him as he massaged deeper into the inner part of his hips.
Itachi let out a loud scream, followed by more cackles. He kicked his legs more.
“OHOHOKAHAHAHYYY OHOHOHOKAHAHAHYYY!! STAHAHAHAHAP PLEHEHEHAHASE!!!” Itachi weakly pushed at Shisui, not even trying to defend himself, but almost as a sign that he was trying to tap out already.
Shisui picked up on this and chuckled, retracting his hands from Itachis hips. Itachi needed a few moments to catch his breath. Soon he composed himself and slowly sat up.
“That… that was evil.” He gasped out softly.
Shisui just chuckled and smirked. “You liked it though.”
“N-no I… I…” His face tinted a bright red once more.
Shisui just laughed harder. Itachi frowned, his eyes narrowing with annoyance. Itachi then suddenly tackled him once again.
“W-woah!!” Shisui cried out and fell back.
Itachi smirked down at him softly.
“Now let’s see who “likes it.”
Thx for reading ❤️
#sprite🥤#tickling#tickle fic#sfw tickling community#sfw tickle fluff#anime tickling#naruto tickling#naruto#naruto shippuden#naruto fanfiction#itachi uchiha#itachi naruto#shisui uchiha#shisui x itachi#ticklish!itachi#ticklish!shisui#lee!itachi#ler!shisui#ler!itachi#lee!shisui
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So I know I’m a bit late buuut
Tickletober day 14 - Tracing
This time I used prompts by @august-anon couse I don’t really have any oc’s 🤷♀️
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Title: Don't Ignore Me
Ship: KanuKiba
Description: Ever since Kankuro got to the Leaf Village, all he's been doing is fix his puppets. And Kiba wants attention and hates being ignored. So he teaches his boyfriend to never ignore him again.
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Kankuro had just came to the Leaf Village to spend some time with his boyfriend, Kiba Inuzuka. He had just won a battle with another rouge ninja, so he felt like relaxing with Kiba and Akamaru to destress. However, during his battle, Crow got badly damaged and had to be fixed. So Kankuro sat there in Kiba's house trying to fix Crow. But Kiba's getting a little impatient.
"Come on, Kankuro. I'm booored." Kiba sank into the chair he was sitting in, trying to get his boyfriend to give him attention. "Hold on, Kiba. I'll hang out with you. Just give me time." Kankuro said without looking away from Crow. "But how much time do you need?" "Give me ten more minutes. I'll be finished by then." "You said that ten minutes ago!" Kiba groaned loudly. He was tired of waiting for Kankuro to be finished. He wanted attention, and he wanted it now.
"Come on, babe. You promised we could hang out today. But ever since you got here, you've been fixing your toy and completely ignoring me." "Okay, first of all, Crow is not a toy. He is a friend." "But Kankuro-" "Kiba, I promise we will hang out. I didn't come all the way over here just to fix Crow. I will spend time with you. But in a few minutes. In the meantime, take Akamaru out for a walk. When you come back, I'll be ready."
Kiba opened his mouth to argue, but stopped himself. He didn't wanna argue with Kankuro and make this a big deal. He could wait a few more minutes. Right? Kiba pouted and sighed before making up his mind. "Fine. Come on, Akamaru." Akamaru barked and followed Kiba. Kiba opened the door and walked out without looking back. He shut the door behind him and stated walking with Akamaru. Kankuro chuckled as he rolled his eyes and started to speed up. He wanted to get done as soon as possible. He hated whenever Kiba was upset and didn't want to keep him waiting.
Meanwhile, Kiba and Akamaru we're walking around the village bored out their minds for about eight minutes. They didn't know what to do today while waiting for Kankuro. They didn't want to train cause it was their day off. Most of their friends were busy. And he had the house to himself, so the family wouldn't entertain them until they got back, which wouldn't be for a couple of weeks. "What can we do, Akamaru?" Akamaru whined, suggesting that he didn't know what to do. Kiba sighed and just thought about going back bored when something got his attention. Well, more like someone. "What the hell?" Kiba and Akamaru went to investigate and found Choji laughing, with Shikamaru sitting on top of him doing something to Choji. "Plehehehehease! Shihihihihika! Ihit tihihihihickles!" Choji laughed as he squirmed and giggled as he tried to get away. "It's supposed to, Cho. That's how tickling works." The smirking Shikamaru said as he started tickling Choji's neck, causing the young Akimichi boy to squeal and giggle like a little kid. Seeing his friends like this gave Kiba a great idea. He grinned at the thought of Kankuro's punishment and started walking back to his house.
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Kankuro sighed and rubbed his temples. He was stressed and exhausted from all the working. Plus, It's been nearly fifteen minutes and Kiba hasn't came back yet. He was starting to get a bit worried. Was Kiba that upset? He was barely halfway done too! Oh, what was he going to tell Kiba? He was so focused on worrying about Kiba that he didn't hear the door opening. He felt someone's chakra in the air, but was too distracted to consider who it was. Kiba, on the other hand, was sneaking up behind Kankuro with an evil grin. He waited for his boyfriend to let his guard down. And the second Kankuro raised his arms-
Kiba tackled Kankuro to the ground and pinned him with his arms above his head. Kankuro was completely taken by surprise as he looked and saw Kiba over him. "What the hell, Kiba? What was that for?" "That was for lying to me. You said you would be finished in ten minutes." Kankuro got a bit nervous. "Uh, well I, uh... I'm halfway finished...kinda." "Kinda? That's not good enough for me." Kiba eyed his ribs and tummy. Kankuro, completely unaware what Kiba was thinking, got a little more nervous.
"Uh, Kiba? Are you gonna say something? You're freaking me out by not saying anything and staring at me like that." Kiba snapped out of his trance and grinned even wider. "Oh, you're in trouble now, Kankuro." Kankuro was now confused. He knew Kiba would never hurt him, but the thought of what Kiba might do to him was killing him. "Uh, what does that mean, exactly?" "Oh I'm certain you know what's coming." Kiba leaned in and whispered something in Kankuro's ear. "We both know what happens when you ignore me."
Kankuro's eyes widened in fear, his expression growing more nervous by the second. He had forgotten all the tickling he would get from Kiba whenever he would ignore him. And now that he's ignored Kiba yet again, he was for sure going to get it. "Wait, Kiba. We can talk about this." He struggled more under Kiba's weight as he tried to escape. "Nope. You're not getting out of this one, baby." "Kibaha, plehehease." "This is for ignoring me all day."
Kiba started tickling Kankuro's sides vigorously, to which Kankuro responded with loud and cute giggles. "Kihihihibahaha! Stahahahap!" "No. I just started. Plus, you deserve this. You knew this would happen if you ignored me." "I dihihidn't mehean to! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" Kiba snuck his hands in Kankuro's shirt and tickled his sides more softly, knowing that his boyfriend was much more weaker to soft tickles. "Kihihihibahahahahaha! Plehehehehease! I cahahahan't breheheathe!" Despite Kankuro's pleading, Kiba did not stop. That only encouraged him to continue. "Kihihihibahahahahaha! Stahahahap ihihit nohohohohohow!" "Hmm. I wonder if Akamaru wants in on the fun." Kankuro hated when Kiba would bring Akamaru into this. When Akamaru would tickle him, he wouldn't stop unless Kiba said so. "Dohohohohon't you dahahahahare!" "Or else what?" Kiba asked with a smirk. "Or ehehelse I wohohon't vihihisit ahanymohohohohore!" Obviously that was the biggest lie he's ever told in his life. But if it meant it could get Kiba to stop, then he was willing to try anything.
And it worked because Kiba stopped immediately and got off of him with a worried look on his face. "No! You don't mean that, do you?" Kankuro continued laughing, but not because he was being tickled. It was because Kiba actually fell for his trick. "Mahan, you're so gullible. No I don't actually mean it." As Kankuro continued laughing, Kiba sat next to Kankuro and pouted. "That wasn't funny." "It was prehetty funny." Kiba growled. "Oh, I'll give you something to laugh about then." Kiba reached out to tickle Kankuro again, but Kankuro managed to grab his hands in time and hold them in place. "Oh no. I don't think so." Kankuro said. Kiba tried with all of his might to get free, but couldn't move anywhere.
"Damn it, Kankuro. You're ruining my fun." Kiba pouted again. "Aww, come on, baby." Kankuro poked Kiba's sides. Kiba twitched and suppressed his giggles. He didn't want to give his boyfriend the satisfaction of hearing him laugh. "Baby, come on. Don't pout. Let me see that cute smile of yours." Kankuro continued to poke his sides. Kiba squirmed and tried to get free, but all he could do was sit there and take the tickles. He shook his head while trying to keep his mouth shut. Kankuro, knowing that he would have to try harder, started squeezing Kiba's sides and hips, hoping that Kiba would at least crack a smile if he was going to be stubborn. Kiba let slip a few giggles with a small smile, but kept his mouth shut, now able to crawl away.
"Oh, no you don't." Kankuro dragged Kiba backwards and pinned him on his back. He continued tickling Kiba's sides and hips, and Kiba continued to fight back his urge to giggle. "Oh, come on, baby. You don't want me to see that cute smile of yours? That cute little baby smile you have?" Kiba lost his ability to hold back the giggles and let them all out. Kankuro's teasing was always more than enough to fluster Kiba and make him giggly.
"Nohohohohoho! Noho teheheheasing!" "Aww, there's my baby's precious smile." Kiba hid his face with his hands. "Stahahahap ihihit!" "And why should I? You didn't stop when I asked you to. And plus, didn't you want attention? Well, I'm giving it to you, aren't I?" Kiba squirmed like a dog giggling his head off. Of course, he obviously loved when Kankuro tickled him. It was his favorite way of getting attention. But Kankuro was supposed to be the one to fall into helpless giggles and beg for mercy. That was the entire point of the plan. And now that was ruined.
Kiba tried tickling Kankuro back in hopes of escaping. "Oh no no no. Not this time." Kankuro shot his hands in Kiba's armpits. Kiba threw his head back laughing three octaves higher and squirming more viciously than ever. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHOHO! NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHEHERE! BAHAHAHABY!" Kiba kicked his feet and continued to squirm while holding his arms at his sides, trapping Kankuro's fingers in the process. "NOHOHOHOT FAHAHAHAIR!" Kankuro simply chuckled as he continued to tickle the hell out of his cute boyfriend.
"KAHAHAHANKUROHOHOHO!" "Yes, my beloved baby boy toy?" Kiba's already red face went even redder than the marks on his face. Shaking his head violently, tears now streaming down his face, he tried everything he could to get free. "STAHAHAHAP IHIHIT NOHOHOHOHOHOW! NOHOHOHOHOHO TEHEHEHEASING! NOHOHOHO MOHORE TIHIHIHIHICKLES!" "And why not? Don't you want attention? Do you not want attention anymore? Does that mean I can get back to work on Crow now?"
That was the last straw. Kiba mustered the strength to overthrow Kankuro and pin him again. Regaining his breath, Kiba wipes the tears from his eyes. Finally being able to look down at Kankuro, he looked mad. "Uh, babe look. You tickled me, and I tickled you back. We're even now, right?" Kankuro was nervous. He was afraid of what Kiba might say or do. "Look, we can go hang out like you wanted to. How about a movie night? That sounds like a great idea, don't you think?" Kankuro tried to wiggle free, but found that he couldn't move. Mainly because of the fact that Kiba had his claws out. Kiba sighed and looked at Kankuro with a playful, yet menacing death glare. "Even? We're even? You tickled one of my worst tickle spots! So now, we're not even. I think it's time I get even with you..." "No. Kiba, you wouldn't." "Oh, I would." "Kiba, wait. We can talk about this." "It's too late for that."
Without giving Kankuro another chance to speak, Kiba attacked Kankuro's worst spot: his tummy. Kankuro bucked and howled with laughter as he was forced to endure the tummy tickles from Kiba. "WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAIT! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Kiba ignored his pleading. He raised his shirt past his upper belly and clawed at his tummy, specifically around the edges of his belly button. Poor Kankuro only laughed and squirmed like a toddler receiving tickles from their parents. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! KIHIHIHIBAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Kankuro tried to cover his extremely ticklish tummy, but Kiba's hands were too fast and kept on moving to different parts of his tummy. Kankuro kicked, screamed, and squirmed viciously, but no matter what he did or how hard he tried, he couldn't get free or slow down the tickles. All he could do was lay there and take it.
"KIHIHIHIBAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEHEASE! I'M SOHOHOHOHOHORY! I'M SOHOHOHOHOHORY!" "How do I know you're not lying to me just so I can stop? And besides, you're adorable when you're being tickled. You're just my little tickle toy." Kankuro had now reached his limit. If he wanted Kiba to stop, he had to do it. He had to admit defeat. Kankuro hated admitting defeat against Kiba in their tickle fights. Usually it was Kiba who admitted defeat. But this time, if he wanted to live, he would have to swallow his pride, and a couple breaths of air, and admit his defeat. "UHUHUNCLE! UHUHUNCLE! I GIHIHIHIVE! I GIHIHIHIVE! MEHEHEHEHERCY!" Kiba could tell Kankuro was reaching his limit. And he felt bad about going on for this long. Well...kinda.
"Alright, fine. I'll stop. But...I have to do one more thing, my cute baby." Kankuro violently shook his head, knowing what Kiba was going to do, but couldn't say anything because of the tickling. Kiba took a long, deep breath, lowered his head, and gave Kankuro a giant raspberry. Kankuro absolutely lost his mind in that exact moment. "AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" His laughter went silent in that moment, and that's when Kiba finally stopped. He got off of Kankuro and rubbed his back as he sat up and tried to steady his breathing. He even let Kankuro pet Akamaru to help him feel better.
After a few minutes, Kankuro could breathe again, but his goofy smile refused to leave. Kiba chuckled and grinned. "I see you had lots of fun there, baby." Kankuro pushed Kiba playfully. "Shut up. At least I wasn't the one crying in laughter." "You're the one who went into silent laughter." "You're the one who was extremely cute while being tickled like the little baby you are." Kankuro winked and pinched his face, making Kiba turn red in the face in embarrassment.
"All jokes aside, thank you, Kiba. I needed that break. A lot. I guess I shouldn't have been so focused on fixing Crow instead of you." Kiba placed a hand on Kankuro's back. "It's fine, babe. Honestly. I'm just glad you gave me attention and had fun." Kankuro smiled and gave him a huge hug, to which Kiba hugged back. After their big, they both looked at each other and kissed. They kissed for about a minute before breaking it and looking back at each other. "Oh, just one more thing." Kiba said before poking Kankuro's sides again. "Don't ever ignore me again." "Okahahay! I wohohon't!" Kiba stopped. Kankuro smiled at him.
"Can I get back to fixing Crow now? Please?" Kiba sat and thought about it for a bit. "Oh okay. I'll let you work on your toy now." Now it was Kankuro's turn to poke Kiba's sides. "Crow is not a toy. He's a friend." "Hahahaha! Okahahay! He's aha friehehehehend! A friehehehehend!" Kankuro stopped and giggled as he turned to work on fixing Crow. Kiba sat next to him and watched him for a while. Eventually, Kiba felt drowsy and fell asleep, leaning on Kankuro as he fell asleep. Kankuro looked at him and giggled as he reached for their blanket from the couch and wrapped it around them and Akamaru, who walked next to Kiba and started sleeping as well. As Kankuro finished wrapping the blanket around the three of them, Kankuro gave Kiba a kiss on his forehead. "I love you, Kankuro." Kiba said half asleep with a big smile. "I love you too, Kiba, you cute baby boy." Kankuro responded with his smile before turning to finish fixing Crow. After he was done, he would put Kiba to bed and cuddle with him for a bit. He deserved cuddles after today. And so did Kiba.
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*Author's Note
I am a huge fan of this ship and will forever be here for it. I hope you loved this fic as much as I do. I think this is one of my favorite fics so far. If you want to see a headcannon for this ship or any other ship (from Naruto, My Hero Academia, Hunter x Hunter, or Demon Slayer), my dms and asks are always open. I will respond as fast as I can. And don't be shy in asking. I don't judge and I'm willing to make friends.
That's all for now. Until next time,
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♡ cast de lsdln como pensamentos intrusivos ♡
totalmente inspirado no hino das lobas brasileiras que adoram fazer uma caridade 🙏🏼 foi difícil achar letras pra eles pois são todos LINDOS QUE ÓDIO e apostei (tentei) mais em cenários menores, mas espero que gostem! 💛 avisos: linguagem adulta, sexo explícito (masturbação fem. e masc., sexo oral fem. e masc., puxão de cabelo, leve humilhação, tapas, asfixia, penetração vaginal, fetiche por tamanho; não interaja se for menor de idade) e num carro em movimento (não façam!), comportamento obsessivo, menção a acidente, espanhol fajuto, agustín pardella como marido de novo pq eu sou apenas uma mulher 💔
não é necessário conhecer a música para ler <3
enzo vogrincic
nem me preocupo com o tempo / eu sou bonita, é rapidinho
"mas já vai gozar, meu amor?" você pergunta, debochada, e ri da carinha de dó do homem sentado entre tuas pernas.
"nena..." enzo suplica num fio de voz, os olhinhos castanhos sempre tão tranquilos agora molhados e quase transbordando em desespero, a boca já se formando num biquinho atípico para o uruguaio. "porfi..."
"diz," você ordena, dissimulada, enquanto acelera o ritmo da mão que masturba rapidamente teu namorado, focando a polpa do dedão na cabecinha roxa, irada de tesão e coberta de pré-gozo - angustiada por algum alívio. "diz pra mim o que tu quer."
"por favor, eu preciso gozar," o homem volta a implorar, todo o seu tamanho reduzido apenas ao desejo de se desfazer em prazer e à humilhação de precisar fazê-lo tão rápido depois de terem começado e ainda na tua mão. os olhos se perdem no teu rosto e na beleza que tanto o enlouquece mas, mesmo que procurassem, não achariam um pingo de conforto agora. "deixa eu gozar pra você, meu amor."
você ri com vontade. "então goza, vai," começa, usando a mão livre para puxar os cabelos de enzo, sabendo que isso o leva à loucura mais do que qualquer outra coisa, e logo sente o líquido quente te melar a mão, escorrendo para sujar o abdômen e a virilha do namorado, "já que você é fraco e não se aguenta perto de mim," finaliza com gosto, se perdendo nos gemidos nada envergonhados que recebe em troca.
agustín pardella
toda noite ajoelha pra louvar a baddie / não gosto de barba mas, se for tu, mec
"diosa..." ouve a voz abafada do teu marido por entre tuas pernas e sente dificuldade em se concentrar no que ele fala entre selinhos molhados na tua intimidade. "divina..."
agustín nunca te decepciona. pelo contrário; parece sempre ter uma missão de se superar, te surpreender com o quão devoto ele é a você, ao teu corpo, ao teu prazer. já perdeu a conta de quantas noites passou com ele te levando às alturas apenas com a língua e, nessa em específico, de quantas vezes já chegou a elas e voltou.
"agustín..." você choraminga num sussurro, esgotada demais pelo prazer e ao mesmo tempo ainda sedenta por mais, puxando os cabelos do homem e mantendo-o no lugar.
"shhh..." ele te acalma, depositando selares molhadinhos e lambendo a pele maltratadinha da parte interna das tuas coxas por onde a barba já grandinha passou, roçando e queimando tudo; nunca gostou da sensação, mas depois de agustín e da forma como ele te cuida depois, agora é apaixonada pela ardência. "deixa eu te adorar, mi reina."
matías recalt
um garoto estranho à beça pra andar do lado / o meu tesão aumenta muito se ele for otaku / um que corre igual naruto, levantando o braço / um que minha tia fala: vai sumir, 'tá magro
você jura que não sabe qual é a tua.
estava sentada no sofá da sala, tranquilamente mexendo no celular enquanto o namorado assistia a algum episódio de anime que você não se importou muito em acompanhar. o foda foi quando o ouviu gritar com a tv, criticando duramente a decisão de algum personagem que ele tinha julgado como um "boludo, sabe fazer porra nenhuma direito!", e atraiu tua atenção para si. tinha então começado a notar como ele fica ainda mais lindo quando está concentrado nas animações, tão investido, sério, calado uma vez na vida - te deu até arrepios e tem certeza que foram os do tipo sexual.
é por isso que se encontra assim agora, ajoelhada entre as pernas do namorado no chão frio do apartamento, engolindo o pau dele com gosto, de boca cheia, e arranhando as coxas magrinhas de tanto tesão que te transborda.
"caralho, amor," matías suspira com as sobrancelhas franzidinhas, a mão que segura teu cabelo pesando sobre tua cabeça para te empurrar ainda mais o membro teso goela abaixo. "se eu soubesse que o kakashi te deixava safada assim eu tinha ligado a tv antes."
você acerta um tapa na perna do namorado, o amaldiçoando apenas mentalmente, já que a boca continua ocupada; ele não te dá um segundo de paz.
ouve a risada debochada acima de você e revira os olhos, apesar de agradecer mentalmente pela informação, quando ele completa: "não bate não que eu gosto."
esteban kukuriczka
ele ama se eu danço pra ele / fica nervoso falando comigo
você desce do palco onde acabou de finalizar teu show, cobrindo tua figura trajada só de calcinha com um roupão oferecido pelo segurança postado fielmente ao lado da escada e seguindo em direção ao homem alto, loiro e claramente tímido cujo amigo acabou de te contratar para um show particular. nem se importou muito em lembrar o nome do rapaz falante - algo como fernando ou francisco - ou dar muita atenção aos seus flertes rápidos, focando teus olhos no alvo que vai devorar hoje.
"qual seu nome, meu bem?" você pergunta ao se aproximar, estendendo a mão para lhe fazer um carinho nas mechas claras. tem certeza que, se abaixasse os dedos para o peito alheio e checasse, encontraria um pulso mais forte e mais acelerado que a batida da música que acompanha a próxima garota em sua performance; a visão dos teus seios tão próxima do rosto do rapaz com certeza não ajuda e você acha fofo.
"eh... es-esteban," o homem gagueja, te arrancando um sorrisinho, e parece lutar muito para não derreter com teu toque.
"já recebeu uma dança particular antes, es-esteban?" você caçoa, certa de que ele não faria nada; muito pelo contrário, se sentiria intimidado e, nesse ramo, você sabe que quanto mais intimidado um homem, melhor - pode se sentir mais segura e ainda arrancar mais dinheiro dele ao longo da noite. o cliente apenas sinaliza que não com a cabeça, a boca tão cerrada que você realmente acreditaria que um gato comeu a língua dele. "fico feliz de ser sua primeira, então," você se senta em seu colo, de costas, e encaixa as mãos grandes do rapaz na tua cintura, se surpreendendo com o quanto ele já está duro por baixo da calça social.
"obrigado," esteban sussurra, inalando profundamente teu perfume, e, de repente, você percebe que talvez esta não seja só a primeira vez dele recebendo uma dança particular.
é. definitivamente vai brincar com o coração desse homem hoje.
fran romero
touro, sempre que eu acordo, faço omelete / ele me chama de docinho, ele me diverte
você perambula pela cozinha, juntando temperos, ovos e outros complementos pro café da manhã que resolveu fazer de surpresa para o namorado. o cheiro dos omeletes logo toma conta da cozinha e você já sabe que ele é o culpado por estragar tua surpresa quando ouve a voz do namorado se aproximar pelo corredor.
"querida, cheguei!" fran cantarola tão alto que você não consegue evitar a risada.
"shhh! vai acordar os vizinhos!" você reclama, fingindo preocupação, e sente os braços do rapaz circularem tua cintura por trás, te fazendo um carinho por cima da camisa que roubou dele pela manhã e sussurrando um ah, é? vou acordar, é? com o sossego de quem não está nem aí. "e outra, você nem chegou. já 'tava em casa, só veio pra cozinha agora porque é um morto de fome. tinha que ser de touro..."
"eu 'tô com bastante fome mesmo..." fran concorda baixinho, depositando beijinhos no teu pescoço que te dão a certeza do duplo sentido que as palavras do rapaz carregam. "¿y vos, meu docinho? ¿quieres venir también?"
felipe otaño
uber 15 min' pra casa, mas ele quer no caminho / fica olhando pra estrada que a gente passa batido / só toma cuidado pra não me afogar com os seus filhos
conhecendo o namorado, sabe que felipe não deve ter parado de se parabenizar mentalmente até agora. foi ideia dele irem de carro até a festa, passou a noite inteira sem beber uma gota de álcool e fez questão de chamar uber para todos os amigos que lhe pediam carona; tudo isso para ficar sozinho com você, para te ter exatamente assim nesse momento.
"relaxa que eu 'tô de olho na estrada, princesa," pipe te assegura, passando a mão no teu cabelo e tentando se concentrar na visão à frente e não na de baixo, onde você alterna entre chupar deliciosamente a cabecinha do pau do argentino e engolir o membro o mais fundo que consegue na posição desconfortável, se estendendo do banco do passageiro até o colo dele. "a gente vai passar batido pelo posto da pm."
"não é disso que eu 'tô com medo," você para de sugá-lo para rebater, divertida. "você vai é me afogar se gozar tão fundo assim na minha garganta."
pipe ri, a mão que não guia o volante se dirigindo livremente ao teu queixo, por onde ele puxa teu rosto para deixar um selinho amoroso no biquinho formado nos lábios. "pode deixar então que chegando em casa eu te dou nossos filhos onde você quiser."
simón hempe
se me chamar de mami e for malcriado / te deito na cama e te bato / se disser que me ama e ir buscar outra / só toma cuidado, eu te mato
sente a gota de suor te molhando ainda mais no caminho que percorre pela tua espinha, escorrendo da nuca até o final das costas. sente tuas coxas arderem já de tanto tempo cavalgando no moreno, mas sabe que não pode aliviar agora; tem uma missão a cumprir e um ponto a provar.
"tudo isso é ciúmes, mami?" simón ri, te provocando com um sorriso convencido e um aperto sacana na bunda. "tua buceta é gostosinha também, eu ia voltar pra te comer depois."
você acerta um tapa estalado na bochecha do rapaz, descontando toda a tua raiva, e aproveita o momento de surpresa para acelerar o ritmo e sentar com força. não perde a oportunidade de admirar a boca que te dá tanto tesão e tanto estresse se formando num O perfeito de prazer.
"isso é pra aprender a não falar que me ama e depois ir atrás de outra," você o adverte, tentando disfarçar a voz ofegante quando leva as duas mãos ao pescoço do argentino, apertando no ponto certinho para lhe tirar a quantidade ideal de oxigênio. sabe pelo sorriso persistente no rosto dele - e pelas outras experiências de vocês - que ele está curtindo até demais, então ri junto, sarcástica e ácida, antes de completar a ameaça: "cuidado que da próxima eu te mato."
santi vaca narvaja
ele faz tudo por mim, então ele merece / ele é obcecado por essa mulher
sabe que as irides claras te fitam desde o momento em que entrou no quarto. agora, sentada na cama, sente-as queimando tua pele desde o outro lado do muro que separa as propriedades, desde trás dos vidros das janelas que espelham seus respectivos cômodos: o teu quarto e o de santiago, o vizinho loirinho com quem cresceu, a quem conhece desde que eram crianças.
sempre soube da quedinha do rapaz, mas só a percebeu se intensificar nos últimos anos, quando o contato de santi com outras pessoas diminuía ao passo que ele se aproximava de você e o número de pretendentes teus que se afastavam sem explicação aumentava. fora todas as vezes que pessoas que te machucavam surgiam com hematomas e olhos inchados pelas ruas da cidade, ou todas as vezes que você instalava cortinas no quarto para acordar no meio da noite sem a proteção delas e com a janela completamente escancarada, ou até as vezes que comentava que estava precisando de algo e no dia seguinte encontrava o presente perfeitamente embrulhado em cima da cama.
hoje, porém, foi a gota d'água para tua cegueira. havia comentado com apenas uma pessoa o quanto estava chateada pela nota baixa que havia recebido em um trabalho da faculdade; em menos de 24h, recebeu a notícia de que o professor responsável pela matéria havia se envolvido num acidente de trânsito, o colocando no hospital e atrasando as aulas de maneira que, com toda a certeza, ofereceria aos alunos trabalhos de reposição e mais oportunidades de aumentarem suas notas. suas desconfianças sobre o culpado foram confirmadas assim que virou a esquina da rua de casa, se deparando com o carro de santi, geralmente muito bem cuidado e guardado dentro da garagem, exposto na rua, exibindo uma frente completamente amassada.
agora você seca as lágrimas do teu rosto, finalmente levantando a mirada para encontrar os olhinhos azuis que te filmam - sempre, incansavelmente - de volta com curiosidade, anseio, antecipação. agora você sabe que ele te ama de verdade.
levanta a bainha do vestido florido que te cobre, revelando a calcinha de renda que usa por baixo - já muito bem conhecida por santiago - e leva a mão hesitantemente ao tecido, puxando-o para o lado e revelando tua intimidade úmida quando percebe o rapaz acenar desesperadamente com a cabeça, te incentivando a continuar com os olhinhos azuis vidrificados, fixados em você.
o vê puxar o membro já completamente duro de dentro da calça na hora em que você afunda dois dedinhos na tua entradinha, completamente em sincronia e vidrados um no outro, e nem mesmo a distância das janelas te impede de ouvir o gemido que soltam em uníssono.
agustín della corte
ou um bem grande e forte, L444 / eu não ligo pra aparência, só pra energia / quero um bofe agradecido por entrar na minha
"mais rápido, amor," você geme, arrastando o final da frase de tanto desejo sobrecarregando teu cérebro, as estocadas que recebe sentada na bancada da cozinha completamente nublando teus pensamentos. "mais forte."
"mais forte?" teu namorado confirma, já sem fôlego, "é?"
você só balança a cabeça em sinal positivo, incapaz de dar mais de algumas palavras a ele por vez, quando é acordada das profundezas do teu prazer de repente, se assustando quando agustín te pega no colo. ele apoia todo o teu peso sobre as próprias pernas e te segura pelas dobras dos joelhos, completamente em pé, tirando vantagem da nova posição para acelerar as investidas que dá com os quadris contra os teus.
"agustín!" você ri, não sabe se mais por diversão ou por incredulidade, e acaba deixando mais um gemido escapar junto. "muito obrigada por fazer academia, viu?"
agustín ri de volta, aumentando ainda mais o teu tesão quando responde: "eu que te agradeço por ser meu treininho particular, vida."
rafael federman
ele fica inseguro com homens bonitos / mas eu só quero dar pra ele / o outro é bonito, mas é meu amigo / vida, vem matar minha sede
pensaria que consegue sentir o corpo do rapaz à tua frente se tremendo inteirinho se não estivesse tão distraída com a música alta vinda de fora do banheiro e anestesiada pelas bebidas que consumiu mais cedo.
"achei que você fosse ficar com o seu namorado," rafa confessa baixinho e você ri soprado contra o pescoço dele, não parando de deixar beijinhos ali, achando graça da honestidade e insegurança do argentino.
sinceramente? fofo. exatamente o tipo de homem que você adora devorar.
"ele é só meu amigo," você responde, "além do mais, tu é muito mais bonito," levanta a camisa do rapaz e joga por cima da parede divisória da cabine onde estão espremidos, bebendo vorazmente a imagem do torso nu de cima a baixo com os olhos, "e gostoso."
rafael cora e você entende como a deixa para dar o bote.
"vem matar minha sede, vem," você pede com a voz mais baixa, como se fosse um segredinho entre vocês, as mãos puxando o cinto do rapaz tentadoramente, e rafael agradece por ainda conseguir te ouvir por cima da música alta, "eu ando sedenta por leite de homem."
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Escândalo Íntimo - Naruto
Uma fanfic NaruTsu que pertence a uma amiga, que por sinal vocês deveriam ler! Ela escreve muito bem... Essa foi na época que eu também usava outro user, por isso que estou postando tudo aqui.
Me siga em: @minerva-lefay no Spirit.
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Hello, I just found your stories and I really liked them. I was wondering if it would be possible for them to write a tickling fic with Kabuto and Orochimaru? I know it's an unusual request but there are almost no tickle fics from them, and frankly every time I watch the anime it seems to me that Orochimaru is like an older brother to Kabuto.
UGH i hate how long this took to write, but i have been craaazy busy!! i appreicate your patience with this, and i hope you enjoy it!!
Endurance Training
Fandom: Naruto/Naruto Shippuden
Summary: Kabuto feels defeated after a failed mission. Orochimaru quickly finds a way to bring his spirits up.
Content Warning: like,, one curse word
Word Count: 1.2k
“Damn it…” Kabuto mumbled to himself, putting his head in his hands. He had arrived back at the Village Hidden in the Sound after yet another failed attempt at capturing Sasuke. He had gotten so close only to be foiled by Kakashi and forced to leave. Otherwise, he would have been arrested or killed. Kabuto sat down in the grass outside of the stronghold, staring up at the mass of leaves from the trees above him. He took a breath, trying to work up some courage to admit to Lord Orochimaru that this mission was another failure. He hated this feeling. He hated feeling like he was a disappointment to the person he admired so deeply. However, he had to admit to it eventually, and sooner was better than later.
Sighing deeply, Kabuto stood up and entered the stronghold. He walked as slowly as possible towards the room where Orochimaru would likely be. He couldn’t help but feel anxious. The worry about how Orochimaru would react was… Kabuto shook his head. He couldn’t think like that right now. Maybe it will be okay. Maybe. Kabuto softly knocked on the doorframe outside of Orochimaru’s office.
“Come in, Kabuto.” Orochimaru’s voice almost sang in response, shooting more nerves into Kabuto’s body. He took a breath and opened the door. The sight that greeted him when he entered was Orochimaru sitting at his desk, his back facing Kabuto. “Good to see you back safe and sound.”
Kabuto swallowed his nerves and nodded. “Yes, my lord. Happy to have made it back.” Orochimaru’s brow furrowed, sensing the tension in Kabuto’s voice. He turned around in his chair to face his friend, the confused expression staying on his face.
“Did everything go according to plan?” Orochimaru asked gently. Kabuto inhaled sharply, looking down at the floor.
“Well… not exactly.” He whispered in response. Orochimaru stared at him, rising from his seat. Kabuto’s jaw tightened, his eyes locked on the floor below him. Orochimaru walked very slowly towards him, planting himself just a foot in front of the gray haired man. One of his eyebrows was raised, and his hands were clasped loosely behind his back.
“Not exactly, huh? What happened?” Kabuto forced himself to look Orochimaru in the eyes, nervous as he was. He couldn’t tell how Orochimaru was feeling just by looking at him. Maybe that meant he wouldn’t be as mad as Kabuto expected.
“Well… my lord, I came so close. So close to Sasuke. He was incapacitated, it should have been so easy, but…” Kabuto took a breath to calm himself down. “I failed. Kakashi arrived just as I was preparing to take Sasuke. We engaged in battle, but I was underprepared. I had to flee, or else I’d have been arrested… or killed.” Kabuto paused for a moment, waiting for a reaction only to be met with silence. The gray haired man stared back down at the floor, the shame returning to his mind. “I… I’m so sorry.”
Orochimaru chuckled softly, placing a hand on Kabuto’s shoulder. “That explains why you’re so on edge. It’s alright, Kabuto. We can always try again another day.” Kabuto’s head turned upward to face Orochimaru, an expression of confusion in his eyes. “I see… Were you expecting me to be angry with you?” Kabuto sighed, nodding hesitantly. “Capturing Sasuke is not something that’s going to happen perfectly right away. Why would I be mad at you for someone else getting in your way?”
Kabuto nodded, feeling all of the fear he was feeling previously leave his mind. “You’re right. I’m sorry for jumping to such a conclusion, my lord.” Orochimaru smiled slightly, giving Kabuto’s shoulder a reassuring squeeze. Kabuto felt himself flinch involuntarily as he took in a sharp breath. Orochimaru tilted his head in confusion, keeping his hand on Kabuto’s shoulder.
“What’s wrong? That didn’t hurt, did it?” Orochimaru asked gently. Kabuto shook his head, facing away from Orochimaru as to not draw attention to his face.
“No, no. It didn’t hurt.” Kabuto spoke softly, trying to piece together words to explain what he had felt. He didn’t have much time to think before he felt fingernails tracing gently at the base of his neck. Kabuto pressed his lips together, holding his breath to keep himself from laughing. “My lord… w-what are you d-doing?” Orochimaru began to smile, realizing exactly what was happening.
“Kabuto… have you ever been tickled before?” Kabuto’s face turned red. That’s what this was? Tickling? Kabuto had just been convinced that he could never be ticklish. It was such a childish thing. He could never be weak to something like that.
“N-no, I haAHahahaven’t!” The laughs began to spill out of Kabuto’s mouth before he had a chance to think. Orochimaru’s fingers had crept into Kabuto’s armpits, scratching very lightly in the sensitive spot. Kabuto twisted around in his grasp, trying desperately to keep hsi reactions understated. “Whahay are you dohoing this to mehe?”
“It’s training, Kabuto. Endurance training. We can’t have you be this sensitive as a ninja! It’s a weakness we can’t risk the enemy finding out about.” Orochimaru lied through his grin, moving his fingers to the inside of his forearm. An unusual spot, yes, but he had a feeling… “I have to get this ticklishness out of you somehow.”
As Orochimaru scratched at the soft skin on the inside of his forearm, Kabuto’s laughter picked up, both in volume and in pitch. Orochimaru smiled in satisfaction, gingerly holding his friend’s wrist in one hand while continuing to trace up and down the inside of his arm. “Plehehease stohohop! I can’t tahahake it!” Kabuto’s eyes were squeezed shut as he continued to laugh loudly. The lightness of the touch made it much more unbearable for him, and unfortunately, Orochimaru could tell that was the case. His long nails suddenly moved to scratch ever so gently at Kabuto’s ribs, causing the shorter man to switch from giggles to full on laughter. “NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE!” Kabuto just about folded in half to try and get away from Orochimaru’s hands.
“Why not? Is it too ticklish?” Orochimaru asking that question so matter of factly made Kabuto’s face flush even deeper red than before. Unable to say anything through his cackling, Kabuto simply nodded in response. He continued to squirm in Orochimaru’s grasp, not even trying to form sentences anymore. Even though they both knew this wasn’t actually for training purposes, the two men couldn’t deny the fact that they were both having quite a bit of fun with this. It was rare that they ever had affectionate moments like this, but having one now felt nice.
“P-PLEHEHEHEASE! STAHAHAHAHAHAP!” Kabuto’s loud laughter shook Orochimaru from his thoughts. His hands were still curling in on Kabuto’s ribs which proved to be an extremely sensitive spot.
“Ohokay, okay. I guess that’s enough for today.” Orochimaru conceded, pulling his hands away from Kabuto. The shorter man gasped for air and wrapped his arms around himself, the same giddy smile still plastered on his face. “I don’t want to burn you out too quickly, but trust me, we will definitely be continuing this… endurance training.” Orochimaru’s smirk struck fear into Kabuto’s heart, but it wasn’t actual fear. It was… something different. Fear, yes, but mixed with… excitement.
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hello
giggly gaara
that is all
#tickle art#naruto tickling#lee!gaara#ler!temari#ler!kankuro#listening to the moana soundtrack and drawing is like the best#anyway
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𝓣𝓲𝓬𝓴𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓭𝓪𝔂 8: 𝓣𝓻𝓾𝓽𝓱
NARUTO TIME NARUTO TIME
My lil dude whom I adore with my whole heart.
Oh look Naruto’s there too!
No I’m kidding I’d sell my soul to meet either of them.
GOD I AM SO BEHIND ON TICKLETOBER PIECES I HATE COLLEGE
Tags: @chrimsss @sleepysheepytea (I know you’re a Naruto fan, so I thought you might enjoy this!!) @tickletr-ash @ticklish-n-stuff @giggly-squiggily
—This do have tickles below the cut ngl—
As much as Naruto loved his friends, boy did they show up at the worst times. He WAS planning on spending his day off doing something incredibly important, mind you. Okay- fine, he was going to spend the day sleeping and eating, but that’s equally as important as anything else his friends have planned.
Though, the impromptu visits did make him feel loved. How far he’s come… younger him couldn’t even begin to fathom a life like this.
So, when he heard the ecstatic knocking at his door, a smile crept onto his features. He perked through the peephole and was delighted to see all of his friends.
“Hey, guys I was actually-“
“NARUTOOOOOOO!” Lee cheered, “We have come to see you on our day off! It is important to keep your youth healthy and abundant!”
The blonde ninja sighed. “My youth is perfectly abundant… I think?”
The group chuckled a bit. All of them removed their shoes and sprawled out on any and all furniture in the boy’s tiny apartment. Lee kicked his feet with a smile as he lay on his stomach to feed Akamaru little crackers, with Choji attempting to swipe them from him.
“Let’s play a game!” Kiba chirped.
“A game? What kind of game?” Neji inquired, eyes closed as Shikamaru carefully untangled his messy hair
“Oooh, how about truth or dare?” Choji asked with a Cheshire grin.
“What are we, twelve?” Shikamaru grumbled.
“Fine then, Shikamaru. We can-“
“Wait!”
All eyes turned to the blonde, causing him to blink rapidly a few times. “I-I want to play. I’ve never… uh.”
The boys looked upon him with confusion.
“You’ve never played truth or dare before?” Shino asked in disbelief.
Naruto stared back at them as if they were all morons, lifting his tee shirt to reveal the seal that adorned his stomach.
A collective “ohhh” filled the room.
“So yeah, I think I wanna play.”
“Sure, man!” Kiba cheered. “Everyone come sit in a circle!”
All of the shinobi obey and are soon sat criss-crossed in a circle. Eyes dart around the group as they try to decide who will ask first.
Shikamaru finally sighed and spoke up. “Choji, you asked to play. You first.”
“Alright! Hmmm…” the red-haired boy looked around. He locked eyes with… “Neji, truth or dare?”
“Mmm, truth,” the Hyuga replied.
“Booooring- okay, fine. Do you have a crush on any of the girls?”
He opened his mouth to answer, but quickly closed it with a scoff. “O-Of course not. That’s-“
“Why the stutter, pretty boy?” Kiba teased.
“Yeah, Neji. You lie like a rug,” Shikamaru quipped as he squeezed the latter’s shoulders.
“Alright fine!” he cleared his throat. “I will say that… erm… I find Tenten to be rather alluring.”
A chorus of “ohhhh!”s filled the tiny apartment as they all chuckled and teased the Byakugan user.
“Ooooh! I must tell Guy-Sensei, he would be-“
“One word out of you, and I will sew your lips shut!”
“Rude!”
“Don’t cross me, Lee!”
Amidst the chaos between the two teammates, the game continued. Kiba had to stand on his hands for a minute, Shino revealed a secret love for literature, Sai ate a spoonful of fridge jungle juice, aka whatever condiments they could find mixed with milk; and Shikamaru revealed a slight crush on Temari.
Finally it was Naruto’s turn.
“Alright, Naruto. Truth or dare?”
Oh man, tough choice…
“Mmm, truth! I pick truth!”
“Okay, uhh… let’s see.” A sudden flash of malice appeared in Shikamaru’s eyes. “Where are you most ticklish?”
Just like earlier, all eyes fell onto him. He shifted nervously as he tried to think of an answer.
“I- um… w-well, that’s- uh…”
“You can tell us. We won’t use it against you or anything,” the shadow user replied with a patient, but curious, smile.
“Well… I actually don’t… know?”
They stared at him, bug-eyed. Was he serious? There’s no way that he didn’t know… How could he not?
Realization appeared across the Nara’s features. “You’ve never been tickled before?”
“I-I didn’t say that-“
“But it’s true, isn’t it?”
“I- um…” A pink hue appeared on the boy’s ears. “I mean other than this one time that Pervy Sage did…”
“Alright, come here.” Shikamaru patted the spot in front of him. “Let’s find out.”
Was this guy serious?! Why so bold?? Should he just accept the-
“If you don’t come over, I’m gonna have to have Kiba take matters into his own hands, then we learn the hard way.”
Naruto’s eyes darted over to Kiba, who was already staring back at him with a menacing smile.
“Nopenopenopenope-“ The blonde ran from the circle, dodging around furniture, and eventually getting stuck in a corner.
“Come on, Naruto. Don’t make me do this the hard way. It’ll be easier for both of us if you just come to me.”
“Waaaaah! I want to but- NGH-“ In an instant the boy fell paralyzed, his arms holding themselves above his head. “Oh you bi- HYEAHA!”
Kiba smiled as he tweaked at the blonde’s hips. “Ohh, he’s ticklish alright!”
“Kihihibahaha! Wahahahait!” The jinchuriki whined.
“No wait! I’m curious! Let’s try here, I bet you’re ticklish here!” He mused as he skittered his fingers over Naruto’s stomach
“NYEAHAHA! KIHIHI-KIHIHIBAHAHA! HOHOHOHOLD OHOHOHON!”
“Hold on? But you’re so ticklish here! Is it because of your mark?” The brunette chirped.
“IHIHIHI THIHIHIHINK SOHOHOHO! BUHUHUT- AGH! KIHIHIBAHAHA!! NONONONOHOHOHOHO!!”
The fanged boy’s eyes lit up as he had just snuck his hand under the blonde’s shirt to squeeze at his stomach. “Ohoho! It is the mark! Awww! That’s so cute!”
“IHIHIHI CAHAHAHANT! KIHIHIBAHAHA!”
“Are you sure? Maaan some kind of endurance you have. What kind of ninja are you?”
“PLEHEHEHEHEASE!”
“We gotta tell master Jiraiya about this, maybe he can help you.”
The teasing and the tickles in his worst spot were far too much… “OKAHAHAHAY! OKAHAHAHAY! YOHOHOHOU MAHAHADE YOHOHOUR POHOHOHOINT! STAHAHAHAPPIHIHIT!”
The Inuzuka boy smiled as he moved to gently scratch under Naruto’s arms. “Oh man, that is like so freaking cool. I never knew that your mark could affect you so much!”
The blonde closed his eyes and laughed helplessly, feeling vulnerable in front of the group, while also feeling the safest that he has in a while. “Kihihibahaha, stahahap teheheasihihing.”
Neji, being as perceptive as he is, noticed a small detail… “Ah… I forgot you too can feel what he’s feeling.”
The Nara boy was standing completely still, limbs vibrating as he bit his lip. “N-Nothing wo-worth mENtionihihihing.”
“Oye, Kiba! Don’t move spots, looks like we found Shikamaru’s tickle spot too.” Choji chimed as he looked upon his teammate evilly.
Welp… someone had to make the sacrifice. It’s not like he wasn’t expecting retaliation from it.
Let’s just hope he has more stamina than Naruto did…
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how did you come up with making Entre? What inspired you?
the onceler LOL
and homestuck
okay story time w chase ahem
so actually how i got into tumblr at all is very relevant to the chain of events that led to entre existing.
so before here, i was mainly on a...particular art webbed site that was basically a sinking ship circa: 2010
so i forgot how i heard about tumblr? but i joined here at first just to do naruto comm rp. like my only account was a naruto rp account for the first... i dont remember how long
eventually i got curious enough to make a personal account and started being active on that. a bunch of my friendgroup from the other site moved with me and we were just hanging out being naruto nerds. at some point i got into homestuck/learned about the askblog format. i don't remember which came first, but i DID run kibanaru and flutterdash askblogs before the lorax was a blip on my radar
i remember when i was in the homestuck fandom, i was so used to the naruto fandom where like..sure it's huge but i had established myself in a corner of it and it felt very like... it was a community! and in the homestuck fandom i didn't feel like that at all. i felt swept out to sea and it was very lonely tbh aside from the friends id manage to drag with me into it, but i always felt a certain dissatisfaction from my time in it
a friend of mine was the one to show me the lorax and the once-ler. i don't...remember how THEY found him, but they were already very into him before they even came to me about him. and they basically nagged me into watching the movie LMFAO (this was when the movie was still freshly in theaters so all we had was shitty camrips and LiveStream was a thing) so i started to draw smexy onceler and oncest fanart to mess with them and...well y'know ye olde saying about doing things as a joke.
so yeah i kinda got...genuinely interested in him. especially after i watched the 72' short and reread the book and was like wait. this movie is mid as hell actually. (the siren song of mid media) and i was like "well if /i/ wrote the movie id do this n this n this n this" and then all that added up in my head and i was like wait.
what if i did a once-ler askblog where i just change certain things to what i like? it wasnt gonna be a complete revamp/remastering because i wanted to do a proper askblog so i wanted to have his character be recognizable to any fans of the onceler. and this was wayyyyy before anyone was getting the idea to do the very creative and expansive onceler takes we have these days as a norm. so it was kinda like? being shoehorned into being Canon!Once-ler because?? that's just how you did askblogs back then
BUT!! there were a few other askblogs already around back then (end of April 2012 for ref) so i didn't wanna do what everyone else was doing (very much Established Business Once-ler/Greed-ler, Vest-ler/Oncie, or Aftermath Once-ler) so i got the idea to do the onceler but! he's still very fresh and new to his business. still basically vest-ler/oncie in personality but with big things on the horizon.
i started creating his blog the weekend before may. that's why his birthday is May 1 because that's when i officially started his blog and posted his first post and all that. literally when he was born.
so yeah this was all to try and find my niche in a community again as well as do what i'd already been doing for years now: waving my headcanons in ppls faces via my art LMFAO
it was honestly pretty new for me in a bunch of ways so it was very scary. i even tried to keep it a total secret at first. i thought people wouldn't recognize me for my art style.... (yeah idk how i thought that'd work either) and i mean??? for the most part that was true because it's not like anyone in the once-ler fandom would've known me beforehand anyways
so for the first uhhh...idk it didn't last long tho..i was a secret mod, but i got too itchy about sharing art that i didn't wanna put on his blog so i broke that pretty quick. i had a lot of personal rules i put on myself on what to do/not to do on and with his blog. and i still, to this day, follow a handful of them. so when i drew other stuff that i didn't think fit on his blog, i was like well damn i wish i could show this somehow...
tho sometimes i wish i'd tried to keep up the secret mod shtick a little longer
anywho. from there it's kinda like..he really just grew on his own. new ideas, new inspiration, new experiences shaping this or that. now i can write him without touching him for years like i just picked him up yesterday. he's that wormed in my damn brain at this point. he's basically his own person sitting in my head telling me what to do with him/what he'd say
so yeah at first? it was just me trying to write a very accurate 2012 movie onceler with a few tweaks. and then he just grew organically into what he is now. that's still his root and so that's still the default direction i try to take, but he definitely has a lot of things that make him his own person at this point too. even on his main blog.
as for why he's so stupid goofy. well. that's because i like drawing dumb expressions. the end. and in the end i'm glad his main blog remained super unserious and lighthearted because it really helped me mentally a bunch (those random spikes in activity? yeah it was for my own mental health LMFAO he helps me...a lot...because of the escapism and comedy)
bonus: as for truffula flu entre. i don't remember if something in particular inspired me to make him the ender of the world. i just felt like it'd be a fitting story for the once-ler for him to be in that spot. and from there i just approached him how i thought someone like him would react were he to find himself in that position.
my goal was always to make him as human as possible. like he's technically the villain of this story, but he's also the protagonist. yaknow. so i wanted to really interweave those two ideas interestingly into his character (and now im obsessed w it)
originally i thought of truffula flu as everyone doing their own storylines. i didn't expect at all that everyone would adopt MINE as all of THEIR canons. that was LKFJSLDKF a big surprise for me i was like wait what. i guess it seems silly now in retrospect that i didn't expect that, but i was just like "well this is entre's story. ppl can do whatever else they want tho" but suddenly entre's story was everyone's story. and it's pretty cool i can't lie
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Natsu Dragneel (Fairy Tail) Headcanons
Natsu! Now we wreck Natsu.
This has been in my drafts for a while, but since @lovelymessybubbly mentioned him as both a favorite lee and ler of hers, I thought I'd finally finish it.
Fairy Tail teased me horribly with Natsu being captured and stripped naked by a demon with a sensitivity-enhancing curse... and nothing came of it. That won't do. I don't know when or if I'll wreck him in a fic, especially since DA user indigo-bunny has already written a few incredible stories about him, but I'll at least whet my own appetite with a few headcanons.
There are a couple of characters that I could see being "indirectly" turned on by tickling, and a couple having a tickling kink:
For the "indirect" part, Bakugo probably gets turned on when pushed to and past his limit, and tickling can be one of the reasons (definitely so if Kirishima is around); Deku probably enjoys playing with his partner's body to the point of treating it as a puzzle, and if tickling makes them tick one way or the other, he'd probably enjoy taking on the role of a ler.
For the "direct" part, Kirishima is definitely a switch with his partner, though he also genuinely enjoys non-sexual tickling roughhousing; and you can't tell me that Naruto hasn't eroticized that form of playful contact, so while he's a switch in practice, it's only being a lee that gets him hot under the collar.
Natsu is somewhere in the middle of that spectrum: he gets off to being either a lee or a ler, though he might have a preference for the latter, especially with girls. However, since he's an avatar for the author's blatant foot fetish, I'm going to assume that he also has one, and that said spot is the only one that does it for him, whether his own or someone else's - usually Lucy's or another girl's.
In my mind, his preferences go: tickling a girl > being tickled by a girl > being tickled by a boy > tickling a boy; this not in small part because he gets too competitive around other males, so it's less something he can enjoy directly.
But what are his spots?
Here's my current chart for him:
This is the exact same total as Kaminari, meaning that Natsu is pretty freaking ticklish. We can break it down into 4 tiers:
Giggling (6-7): Just his groin, meaning that yes, it is ticklish too, though less so than pretty much any part of his body that's at all sensitive. Probably entertaining for Lucy.
Laughter (7.5-8.5): Most of his ticklish spots fall in this category, with his chest, V-line, and thighs being slightly more ticklish than his pits, butt, and feet, which are in turn more sensitive than his ribs and sides. His feet are a notable spot because they are an erogenous one, and also happen to be Happy's favorite (though not for that reason). They're also the spot he really doesn't want Gray to touch.
Desperate Laughter (9-10): What spot deserves to be more sensitive than the dragon's underbelly? This may be a constant among 1st-generation dragon slayers, and also happens to be the worst spot of at least one 2nd-generation one (Sting). This is the spot you go after when you want him to surrender (Gray) or to punish him (Lucy).
Superhuman Sensitivity (10.5+): The chink in the already thin belly armor of scales is Natsu's navel. Gray may not know about this spot, Lucy has to be really mad to go after it, and Erza and Happy have absolutely no compunction about tickling him there until he cries.
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Watch out for some mild Naruto shippuden spoilers!!
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Eu estou pensando em ler one piece, quais motivos você me daria pra ler o manga?
OK OK. EU CONSIGO SER NORMAL. Eu consigo.
Bom, um motivo que pode não ter muito a ver com op em si, pra começo de conversa, é o mesmo que está me fazendo querer ler naruto - que é quão influente é para as gerações novas de mangakas. Tem mangá que vc tem outra compreensão quando vc sabe da influência, como hunter x hunter é pra jujutsu ou como dragon ball é pro próprio one piece.
de forma geral, pra mim one piece é algo muito satisfatório de ler. Oda entende de temas e simbolismo, e mais importante é que oda entende de pessoas (mais que eu, com certeza). Oda sabe criar personagens complexos, mas ele faz com maestria os simples, que tem um objetivo, são diretos em sua forma de pensar e nada disso os torna desinteressantes. op vai falar do poder da amizade te deixar mais forte e VAI fazer sentido.
Oda sabe construir algo tanto planejado quanto com espaço suficiente para improviso depois. Tem bastante porrada de shonen mas ele raramente define o power scaling, já que isso é algo que ele faz com recompensa de procurado dentro do universo, e os motivos que alguém teria uma recompensa alta variam dependendo do que fez pro governo. Apesar disso é um mangá mais focado em aventura, e o socão satisfatório geralmente depende do quão catártico é tematicamente.
Também por ser aventura ele tem que ficar constantemente se renovando - o início de one piece é muito diferente do atual one piece em vários sentidos, mas é uma progressão natural justamente pelo (temido) tamanho da obra, que tem vantagem de pouco a pouco ir aumentando a escala dos conflitos. Algumas coisas são datadas e não vou defender, mas mesmo em temas como masculinidade ou representação queer eu venho sentido um progresso da forma que foram retratadas por ele lá em 2000 (afinal, o negócio tem seus 25 anos. Anos e anos de capa da jump com collab de vários personagens, e o luffy vai ficando kkkkk).
tem muita gente que vê as pessoas pirando agora e acha que vai chegar imediatamente a isso, mas acho que aproveita mais quem entra nesse barco (heh) focando na viagem. Os primeiros 100 capítulos são uma introdução (eu sei, EU SEI) bem decente do mundo que depois fica bem maluco, mas neles já estão todos os temas que o oda vem trabalhando até agora.
E dito tudo isso, eu ainda não vi os primeiros 900 epis do anime pq eu prefiro o mangá. Dá pra acompanhar no meu ritmo = ler com calma e ficar parando em cada quadro. Mesmo no início onde o traço é bem simplificado, Oda se mostra um ótimo quadrinhista. O traço de op repele as pessoas em muito por causa dos olhinhos em ponto, mas eles são surpreendentemente expressivos. Quando se realmente lê o quão over the top e exagerada a obra propositalmente é, o traço cartunesco faz muito sentido. Outro ponto é que a sexualização feminina salta muito mais os olhos no anime, e é mais comedida no mangá. É uma longa discussão e não vou dizer pro maluco parar de fazer os peitões que ele quer fazer, mas frustra porque as mulheres ficam parecidas - e o Oda é muito bom artista e character designer incrível. O Luffy é literalmente um moleque de chapéu e roupa de praia, e é uma das silhuetas mais marcantes do mundo dos mangás!
Sobre o tamanho da obra, acho engraçado porque atualmente se lucra muito milkando histórias, e o Toriyama sofreu isso com dragon ball, mas esse tamanho todo não é por acaso. É realmente porque o Oda é um megalomaníaco que tem muita coisa que quer contar, huehehe
Tem temas bastante pesados no meio, e rápido percebemos que o universo de op é na verdade muito hostil, mas (boas) histórias em muito são moldadas pelo ponto do vista que o protagonista que tem. Não sou a primeira a falar isso, mas op é romântico no sentido clássico da palavra. O primeiro capítulo até se chama Romance Dawn. E muito disso se deve pelo Luffy e como ele interage com o mundo, sem negar as mazelas mas sem deixar de se importar. Dizem que muito personagem poderia ser o protagonista da própria história, mas seria um tom bem diferente huehehe
E o Luffy é meu tudinho que eu amo muito, mamãe ama mamãe cuida
AHEM. Enfim. Desculpa se isso tudo ainda te parece falar de forma muito geral dos positivos, mas minha tática pra fazer as pessoas gostarem de algo que indico é não elevar muito as expectativas pra elas poderem experienciar por si, rs. Se te interessar ler, espero que se divirta :)
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