#ler!suga

[infrequent-creator]

DAY 25: Gang

DAY 25: Gang

((Love this tall fuzzy boy 💜))

#tickle community #tickle #tickle art #tickletober #tktober #alex draws #alex’s art #haikyuu #asahi #ticklish!asahi #ler!daichi #lee!asahi #ler!suga #ticklish boys #augticketober #augtickletober2023

[italeean]

A goodbye without tears

You can find the plot here

A/N: Hi!! I'm still alive... after more than a month of inactivity... 😓 Sorry for not posting my content for a while, after I was done with my entry test and tasted a bit of freedom, I realized how burnt-out I truly was. I took a break from literally everything and hung out with my friends and family since I spent the whole summer studying for a thing or another 😅 Anyway, back to the important stuff, this fic was a request... that I took way too long to write... again... (PLEASE FORGIVE MEEE) but I found it really interesting and I related a lot to the scenario, which is why it came out a bit more personal than I wanted. But at the same time I liked it the way it was so I decided to post it like this. Spero vi piaccia 💚🤍❤️ (I hope you enjoy it) Suggestions and support are always appreciated ^_^

DISCLAIMER: This is a tickle fic, if it's not to your taste I don't suggest you read it

"That's it for today, guys" Ukai's loud voice echoed throughout the gym "Make sure to stretch properly, clean up, and then go home and get some rest!" He said before leaving, knowing he had to prepare some meat buns. Everything went as usual, but a little detail made that day different. It was the third-years' last training.

Daichi almost couldn't believe it was really happening. Three years had already passed and he was about to leave his volleyball team. And as chaotic as said team was, he didn't like the idea at all. He just felt like it wasn't the right time.

Sure, Ennoshita was more than ready to become captain, but were Tanaka and Noya ready to become less... hurricane-like? Was Yamaguchi going to find his self-confidence? What about Tsukki? Would he find it in himself to open up to the others? To not talk about Hinata and Kageyama's constant bickering...

There was still so much he could help everyone with, even if he was just supporting them or giving a fatherly advice. But he had to admit to himself that they were going to manage without him, his team was full of capable and motivated guys, they were more than capable of overcoming any kind of hardship. He also had to admit to himself that the one who wasn't ready to that kind of change was him.

"...so I was thinking I could go to university and work somewhere to help my family par fo- hello? Earth to Daichi? Are you even listening?" Suga's scoff brought the (soon-to-be ex) Karasuno captain back to Earth. "Sorry Suga, I spaced out for a second..." He let out an embarrassed chuckle.

The grey-haired guy looked at his teammate with genuine concern in his eyes. "Are you okay? Is there something wrong?" He asked worried.

Daichi glanced for a second at the others, who had started cleaning already, and then told his friend about his worries about that being his last training, having to leave the team, missing the team, missing volleyball in general...

"DAICHIIIII!!!" His train of thoughts got abruptly interrupted by Suga's bonk, which was objectively kind of deserved. It was Mr. Refreshing's duty to help anyone who was feeling down, one way or another, and the whole team knew that.

However, there was still a nostalgic glint in the captain's gaze, and that couldn't be allowed. Sad goodbyes were not accepted at Karasuno Volleyball Team. The gray-haired guy looked around himself for a second. Narita and Kinoshita had already left with Ennoshita because they still had some exams to study for. Noya and Tanaka had to study as well... but they insisted on helping with the cleanup before going. Yachi and Kyoko were gone as well; they wanted to spend some time together since they were going to say goodbye, too.

"Ahem! Guys, gather here for a second." The vice-captain said, waiting for everyone to come. "As you know, this is our last day here." His first sentence was enough to make everyone groan and whine, but he was able to hush them all. "BUT! We don't want it to be a sad goodbye, we want to enjoy this journey until the last second... or at least that's what we agreed upon. However someone is feeling sulky right now. Does anyone have a suggestion to fix this little problem?"

Making sure Daichi wouldn't see him, he wiggled his finger to give his own suggestion to the team. Obviously, they all caught on quickly, especially Hinata and Nishinoya, who immediately pounced on the captain.

The dark-haired guy stumbled backwards, trying to keep the two short guys still, but when Suga and Asahi decided to join the fun, he had no choice but topple to the ground while trying to hold back his laughter. "Guys! What a-ahare you doing? This is- ack! This is nohot necessary!"

"On the contrary, captain, this is exactly what you need." The vice-captain smirked teasingly at him and started poking his stomach. Asahi was keeping his arms pinned above his head with one hand and softly fluttered the fingers of the other one all over his neck and ears, changing sides every time he scrunched his shoulder to protect those spots.

Yamaguchi had managed to drag Tsukki into this, claiming that it was a bonding moment and he would've enjoyed it. They were straddling the captain's calves and squeezed the kneecaps and right above them. It made him kick so much that he almost managed to buck the first-years off a couple of times.

Noya was sitting between Daichi's legs and was squeezing his hips and sides quickly and mercilessly, while Tanaka was helping the vice-captain with the stomach. "Guhuys Ihihi sweheahahar..!" The dark-haired guy quickly dissolved into hiccupy giggles and found it impossible to build a complete sentence. "Ah ah ah," Suga teasingly reprimanded him "no swearing at school." He said while dipping his index finger in the wing spiker's belly button and wiggling around, which elicited some snorts that made everyone laugh out loud.

Obviously Hinata had joined the fun as well; he was getting the right side of the ribcage, having fun with counting the bones and sliding his fingers into every groove. "Oi Kageyama, are you coming?" He yelled, only receiving an annoying scoff in response. But he knew better. "Are you afraid I'm better than you at this?"

The setter glared intensely at him and approached the group (with the faintest blush on his face, according to Hinata). He kneeled by the left side of Daichi's ribcage and attacked, going immediately all out, to which the redhead responded with upping his game as well. "Thihihihis ihihis *snort* Thihihis ihis nohohot ahah- ACK! ahaha cohohompehetihihitiohon..!" The third-year scolded them between his laughter.

However, the other teammates seemed to disagree. Seeing the little competition between the freak-duo made them want to join. Daichi arched his back and tried to squirm as much as he could, which wasn't much since he didn't want to take the risk of hurting anyone. "Yohohou're beheheihing meheahahan nohow!" Whoops... wrong thing to say. The teens smirked evilly and started tickling him harder while teasing him as well!

He couldn't figure out who was saying what, he was too lost in his own laughter to listen carefully. He just heard a mix of voices saying "Tickle tickle tickle..." "Aaaww come on, smile captain" "Hahaha did you just snort?" "Hehehe see? This day must be happy for all of us, now smile for us!" "Who's making you laugh more? Me or that boke?"

Okay, maybe he could figure out who asked that last question, but that wasn't the point. He felt his face become red, and he couldn't even hide behind his hands since Asahi was keeping them pinned. But it wasn't so bad after all... until someone, probably Suga, had the idea of going for his thighs. That made him go berserk.

"BAHAHAHAHAHAHA OHOHOKAHAHAHAY IHIHI GIHIHIVEHE!! IHIHIHIHI GIHIVEHEHEHE PLEHEHEAHASE STAHAHAHAHAHAP!!" He screm at the top of his lungs. His thighs were his absolute worst spot, and he'd been enduring that playful assault for God knows how long; it made him tap out almost immediately.

"Alright, let's let him up." The grey-haired guy told everyone to stop and helped the captain to sit up. He was still giggling and a giddy smile was plastered all over his face. "That... that wahas... absoluhutely ruthless..." he panted "but maybehe I needed that... thahank you guys..." he finished with a chuckle.

"Thank you, Daichi, for being the greatest captain ever and even guiding us all the way to nationals." Suga said with teary eyes. What could he say... even Mr. Refreshing himself wasn't immune to the strange feeling of saying goodbye. He was already feeling nostalgic as well!

"Sugaaa!! We said no tears!" Hinata yelled while tackling him down and going straight for his sides and tummy. "Hihinahataaa! WhaHAHAhat aharehehe yoHOHouhu dohohoIHIhihiHIng?!" The vice-captain broke down into his high-pitched and squeaky laughter. "Hahaha I think I'll join as well... it's true that we said no tears after all." Asahi said approaching to the grey-haired guy, only to lift up Hinata and blow a raspberry on his tummy.

"NAHAHAHA AHAHASAHAHAIHIHI GEHET HIHIHIM NAHAHAT MEHEHEHEHEEE" The tangerine howled, but he was quickly rescued by Noya, who took advantage of Asahi's distraction while he was putting down Hinata to jump on his back and tickle his neck and torso.

Right after he recovered, the redhead pounced on Kageyama, bringing him down. "Bohohokehehe yohou're gohonnahaha gehehet ihihihit!!" He yelled, trying to sound angry and intimidating, before fighting back and darting his hands up into the middle blocker's underarms. "Ihihi'll beheahahat yohohouhu thihis tihihimehehehe Bahahakahageheyahahama!"

In the meanwhile, Suga thought that a certain couple of first-years was missing too much on the fun, so he wrapped an arm around Yamaguchi's shoulders to keep him in place while he scribbled on his tummy with his other hand. "Nononoohohohoho pleheheahaseee" The pinch server's legs gave out and he went to the floor, but he never did anything to actually stop the older guy.

Tanaka decided to help the vice-captain with his mission and went straight after Tsukishima, who desperately tried to not laugh... in vain of course.

Before they knew it, a tickle fight on full scale had blown out in the gym and everyone was laughing their head off.

Daichi glanced at the mess right in front of him before joining. The thought of graduating didn't sound so scary or sad after all, because now he knew he was never truly going to leave his team, or better, his family.

#haikyuu tickle #lee!daichi #ticklish!daichi #sawamura daichi #ler!suga #sugawara kōshi #ler!asahi #asahi azumane #ler!tanaka #tanaka ryuunosuke #ler!noya #yuu nishinoya #ler!hinata #hinata shoyuo #ler!kageyama #kageyama tobio #ler!yamaguchi #yamaguchi tadashi #ler!tsukishima #ler!tsukki #tsukishima kei #tickle fic #tickling #tickle

[ticklishfanart]

Daisuga :(( tickly cuddles :((( sugawara is so soft I just KNOW it

Day 6: Cuddles

#ticklishfanart #haikyuu tickling #lee!suga #ler!daichi #tickletober2022

[anglosky]

"I love you"

Lee: Yoongi

Lers: Hoseok and Seokjin

·˚ ༘ 𖦆 ꒷₊˚ ꒦꒷꒷꒦ ⑅ ʚ ⤜ ⨳ ࣪• ☼ ⋒ ⚡︎ 𐚱 ⊹˚˖⁺ ⤾·˚ ༘ 𖦆 ꒷₊˚ ꒦꒷꒷꒦ ⑅ ʚ ⤜ ⨳ ࣪•

-*Drabble*-

Is this even a drabble anymore? Eh, who knows. I make my drabbles long anyways.⚰️

I got the idea from watching a bts moment, and decided "fuck it" so here we are.

!!I'm still working on everyone's requests, don't worry!!

Summary:

Yoongi wanted to be affectionate one day and sent out long text messages to two of the maknae's. What sucks for him though, is that it would later be brought up in a group conversation.

Warnings:

| tickling | swearing | THIS IS NOT A SHIP FANFIC |

Enjoy :)))

·˚ ༘ 𖦆 ꒷₊˚ ꒦꒷꒷꒦ ⑅ ʚ ⤜ ⨳ ࣪• ☼ ⋒ ⚡︎ 𐚱 ⊹˚˖⁺ ⤾·˚ ༘ 𖦆 ꒷₊˚ ꒦꒷꒷꒦ ⑅ ʚ ⤜ ⨳ ࣪•

All of bts were sitting at a table with food placed in front of them. They were having a great filming day with the members just talking about whatever came to mind. They were on the topic of receiving heartfelt messages, and it brought Taehyung to spill his very heart warming text.

"There was one member who sent me a text message one day." Taehyung said, looking at everyone who was eating away at their food.

Yoongi, who heard loud and clear, all of a sudden put his hand up to his face as to face palm at the realization that Taehyung would be informing the members of a specific message that he 100% knew about.

Seokjin, who was sat next to Yoongi's right, saw this and was utterly confused about why Yoongi was suddenly acting unusual.

"Who was it?" Hoseok asked, looking at Taehyung with curiosity.

"Was it Jin?" Jimin also asked, looking at Tae with the same curiosity.

Seokjin placed his hand on Yoongi's neck and said, "Ya!Why are you laughing?" with amusement in his eyes. He knew exactly who sent Taehyung that random text message.

"It was Suga Hyung." Taehyung said, looking around once again with a smirk on his face.

All but Jungkook blurted out with "awh's" when the realization hit them. To be fair, no one would have thought that Yoongi would send a two paragraph message to one of the maknae's.

"Wow, I never imagined that happening!" Hoseok said, covering his mouth with his hand due to having food in his mouth. He looked at Taehyung and Yoongi with an amused face.

Yoongi looked up at Hoseok. "Why-why couldn't you imagine that happening?" Yoongi stutterly asked. He fidgetly fixed his turtle neck and smiled out of nervousness now that the attention turned to him.

"Do you want to know the reason why?! It's because I haven't received more than five messages from you!" Seokjin blurted out, turning to face Yoongi with an annoyed, but playful face. "And they were all one liners!"

Namjoon had his face down, and clapped now that the conversation has gotten more interesting.

But nonetheless, Taehyung kept going with his onslaught. He turned his head to where Seokjin and Yoongi were sitting. "The words at the end were really.." Taehyung tried to find the right words, until someone abruptly finished the sentence for him.

"They were memorable." Namjoon said, looking at Tae.

"Yeah." Taehyung said in agreement. "It's the first time I heard it."

Yoongi had his head down again, with the back of his hand covering his mouth with more embarrassement. Then, he lifted his head up again to repeat the words, "DON'T SAY IT!" while shaking his head at Taehyung.

"You need to tell us!" Namjoon said, looking at Taehyung.

"What did he write to make him this way?" Jimin then said, referring to Yoongi.

Taehyung turned to Jimin, and said, "He said, 'I love you.'"

The rest of the members, again, blurted out with "awh's."

Jungkook looks around the table with a crept up smirk, knowing that he's about to embarrass Yoongi even more.

"There were two messages that were sent out; the same exact paragraph with the words ending in, 'I love you.'" Jungkook said, looking straight at Yoongi.

The sheer horror that was casted on Yoongi's face, and utter embarrassment that has foreshown made the elder face palm, once again.

The rest looked at Jungkook, and then back to Yoongi. They were in disbelief at the affection that the older willingly sent out.

"I want a message like that from Suga hyung!" Jimin said with a pout and big eyes.

He looked at Yoongi, seeing how the older looked up slightly to look at Jimin.

"Jimin." Yoongi said, suddenly.

"Yes, hyung?" Jimin couldn't help but the slight smile that was creeping up on his face.

"I love you." Was all Yoongi said before looking away out of embarrassment, once again.

Jimin sat back, lunging his hands onto his chest like he had gotten shot. With the sound "ah!" he layed there in his chair with satisfaction.

"C'mon, me next, me next!" Hoseok said, looking at Yoongi with hope to his name. (Haha 😄)

"Not happening. Not again." Yoongi said, turning away from everyone to now stare at the camera men.

When did they get here?

"Awweee, but Yoongi-aah~ you gave the maknae's your affection, why can't you give it to me and Hoseok?" Seokjin said, putting both his hands on Yoongi's shoulders and instinctively squeezed fairly close to his collarbones.

"Nohohot happening- ehaha." Yoongi rushed a giggle before grabbing at Seokjin's hands to try and pry them off him. He twisted his head, while leaning forward in his chair to try and Dislodge his hands, but it was to no avail.

"Maybe I'll just have to tickle those words out of ya!" Seokjin said, before quickly moving his hands from Yoongi's shoulders down to his sides to scribble with ease.

"AH! Hahahaha! Lehehet gohoho!" Yoongi yelped, shooting his hands down to now grab at his hyungs hands, once again. He tried pushing Jin's hands away, but soon found out that it was no use, so he pulled at his wrists instead since he'd figured that he'd have more strength to do so. Which worked.. However, he made Seokjin leap out of his seat to crash into Yoongi, and down they went to the floor.

This had caused the rest of the members to look in worry for the two, knowing that they both get kind of pissy when falling unexpectedly.

"..Ohoho, my gohosh, are you ohokay, Hyung?!" Yoongi said, with a hint of regret now that he thinks that he hurt Seokjin. He turned around as much as he could, now resting on his elbows to look at Seokjin better, and gave him a look of worry before seeing how the oldest had a mischievous look on his face without even glaring at Yoongi. Seokjin caught himself with his own hands, thankfully, but he was still in the playful mood than to be annoyed that he got pulled to the ground with no warning.

"Yeah, I'm okay, but you're not going to be now that you just gave me more access to your sweet spots, eheh." Seokjin giggled with evil, but playful, intent. He pushed himself up by a tiny bit to get leverage from his knees, and used that opportunity to use both hands to go for Yoongi's ribs now.

"AAH! NAHAahaha! IHIHI'm SohOHOrry!! HYUHUHng dohOHOn't!!" Yoongi flintched at the sudden touch while grabbing at Seokjin's wrists once again to try and pry them off his sensitive ribs.

"Just say you love me, and this will all be over!" Seokjin said, digging a bit more into his ribs to emphasize his words.

"AAHAHAHA!- N-NEHEHAHAVER!" Yoongi is no surprise when it comes to his stubborness. So when Seokjin knowingly heard Yoongi, he moved his hands up more to the top of the spot where it meets the top rib, and the armpit.

Yoongi went ferral at that. He dragged his feet on the floor, as well as squirming from side to side to get away from the unbearable feeling that Seokjin was causing.

"NAHAHA! AHAHAHEHEHAHAH-KKCHEHEEHAHAHA! IHIHI'M SOHOHORRY! STAHAHAHP! S-STAHAHAHA!" Yoongi couldn't take it, the feeling was so unbearable, he didn't know what to say at that point. He resulted in curling in on himself, but due to Seokjin being in front of him, the back of the olderst stopped him from fully curling in, so he just swung to his side to face away from Jin.

"Don't be sorry about the fall, you dork. You know why he's tickling you, just say it!" Hoseok said, walking up to the two to join in. He waited until Seokjin moved from yoongi's upper body so he could go for his non-killable spots.

Seeing That Hoseok wanted to join fairly quickly, Seokjin changed in technique. He went for his hips this time, squeezing lightly as to not hurt the younger.

"AHAahahaha!- GihihiIHIive mehehe a breheheak!" Yoongi begged. He swung one of his legs here and there from the tickling that's being done on his hips, but it didn't help his predicament in the slightest.

"Just tell us you love us, Yoongi-aah!" Hoseok said, going for his sides that meet the bottom ribs with delicacy.

Gosh. Having two spots being tickled at the same time truly IS unbearable, Yoongi had thought. He closed his eyes shut, finally, to soak in the feeling as composed as possible, and just resulted in twisting his head from side to side.

"You know how to stop this, Shookie~" Seokjin sang out. He barely went for his hips to get Yoongi to say the words.

"I-Ihihihi'mhm nahahat sahahay shIHihit!" Yoongi blurted out, opening one of his eyes to look at Seokjin with the last of his determination.

He soon regretted it though, because Seokjin deadpanned his face at Yoongi, and went straight for the kill. His. Thighs.

"AAH- NAHAHA-!" Yoongi jolted at the feeling. He hasn't had his thighs be tickled in a LONG TIME. So when Seokjin dared to go that far for Yoongi to verbally show affection to his hyung, I can sure tell you that it worked.

"IHIHI L-LOVE YOHOHOU! SEHEOKJIHIN! - I LOVE YOU! THEHEHERE-!" Yoongi yelled at the top of his lungs for Seokjin to hear. Like music to the older's ears, he stopped his attack on Yoongi's thighs with a satisfied smile.

"See? Now was that hard, Shookie?" Seokjin asked, seeing how Hoseok was still going for Yoongi's sides.

"YEHEehes! EHEaha, J-HOPE! stahahap!" Yoongi demanded, hitting the younger's wrists lightly due to the fact that every last of his energy was nearly wiped from Seokjin's early attack.

"You haven't said 'I love you' to me, Hyung!" Hoseok said, giving Yoongi a sly look.

"Dohohon't puhuhush ihihit!" Yoongi said, trying to look and sound intimating, but his high pitched, and breathy giggles were not helping him.

"I'll go for the spot that Seokjin went for if you don't-" Hoseok was cut off by a quick and high pitched voice from the older. Did he also hear even more sporadic giggles from Yoongi when threatening him?

"IHIihihi lohohove YOHOHOU, hohoseok! Plehehease Dohohon't!" Yoongi said quickly, looking away from Hoseok with embarrassment.

"Awweee, I love you too, Yoongi-aah, haha!" Hoseok said, finally retrieving his attack on the older.

When Yoongi was finally let up from the attack, with Seokjin finally getting up off of him too, he quickly curled in on himself, and layed comfortably on his side, facing away from Seokjin and Hoseok.

"Isn't Yoongi just the cutest? He loves us!" Hoseok said, looking at the rest of the members.

"So all I had to do was tickle his thighs and he would say 'I love you' to me?!" Namjoon asked, knowing that he's the only one who hasn't gotten an 'I love you' from his hyung now.

"Dohohon't even thihink about it, Joon!" Yoongi said without looking at the leader.

"Oh I won't.. Not yet at least, ehaha." Namjoon giggled, looking at Yoongi as if the older could see his face right now.

Today will be a very long day for Yoongi. But hey? He would be lying if he said he didn't love them.

#anglo fanfics #bts tickle #kpop tickle #lee!suga #lee!yoongi #ler!seokjin #ler!jin #ler!hoseok #ler!jhope #sfw tickle community

[ticklish-n-stuff]

ooh okay actually i just saw your post about suga and how you love him and the post was about him having a ticklish back 👀 okay okay

how about.. ahh i don’t just wanna say “daichi is giving suga a massage but he’s really ticklish” but like… it’s a classically cute trope, but idk if that’s the kind of prompt you want???

Haikyuu! drabble #1

You kiddin'? This is one of my fave tropes ever!! As basic as it might seem, it's just so cute so thank you for sending this in uwu

Again, haven't watched Haikyuu! in so long so sorry if characterization is off, enjoy!

This is extremely short btw im sorry 🫠 so I'm gonna put it as a drabble fufu

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Suga x Daichi (interpret as you wish)

Lee: Suga

Ler: Daichi

Warnings: Tickles!

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"D-Daichihi... hohow much longeheher?!"

"If you keep squirming like that, I'll just have to start all over again~" the captain whispered close to his teammates ear, earning a flustered whine.

What was supposed to be an innocent massage turned into... whatever this is. Suga trying and failing miserably to stay still while Daichi tormented his sensitive back. Short nails scratching between sensitive shoulderblades.

"Yohou're dohohoing thahat on puhurpose!" Suga tried to pout through his giggles, wiggling all the while.

"So? I don't hear you complaining~".

Well shit, got caught redhanded.

"H-hmhmph! Pfftehehehe!".

Maybe massages aren't so bad after all.

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#haikyuu #haikyuu tickle #haikyuu tickle fic #koshi sugawara #sawamura daichi #lee!suga #ler!daichi

[myreygn]

Hi friend!! Haven’t been active in a while 😅I miss your writing! Would you please write a tickle fic w/ Tendou interrogating Suga after Karasuno wins the match for nationals & Tendou discovers Suga is ticklish? Perhaps Suga is walking from the bathroom to meet the rest of the team & encounters Tendou waiting for him there bein all fox-like? Thanks a lot 😌no pressure if you don’t wanna tho!

business secrets

summary: Karasuno just defeated Shiratorizawa and Suga played a not insignificant part in that. Tendou wants to know how he did it.

an: aaaah hiii i'm sorry for the long wait friendo, i hope you see this and enjoy it!

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Suga let out a pleased sigh, enjoying the feeling of the cold water running over his hands and wrists. The hype of their victory over Shiratorizawa felt insane and he couldn’t think of anything he’d rather do than celebrate with his team right now, but it was nice to be able to take a second for cooling down - as happy and excited he was, he was also exhausted.

He turned around when he heard the door open behind him. "Oh, hi."

"Hi." Tendou Satori gave him a small nod and Suga turned back to dry his hands. He would've never admitted it, but even off the field, he felt slightly uncomfortable under the other third year's gaze. Well, not uncomfortable. Uncomfortable-ish. Squirmy. There was just something about his eyes that was slightly unsettling, as if he was staring right into his soul.

Speaking of soul piercing stares.

"Is there… something I can do for you?" Through the mirror, Suga could see Tendou standing behind him, hands in his pockets and looking down at him, his face full of curiosity with the slightest bit of a frown.

"How did you do it?"

"Huh?" Suga turned around again, tilting his head a little. "Do you mean the block? I mean, I can speculate, but you should probably ask-"

"I'm not talking about four-eyes. I'm talking about you." Tendou leaned down and suddenly their faces were a lot closer. It took all of his composure for the setter to not flinch away; he had no problem with people entering his personal space like that (because to be fair, he loved entering other people's personal space like that as well), but a little warning would've been nice. "How did you do it? How did you get them out of the slump?"

"The- the slump? What slump?"

"We had you guys in the corner, until you came on the field. You turned the tables." Tendou hadn't blinked once since he had entered the bathroom. "Seijoh calls you Mr. Refreshing and now I see why. So, how did you do it?"

Suga studied the other third year's impression, just barely keeping himself from asking Tendou how he knew about a Seijoh-nickname. He had gotten used to the intrusion of his personal space by now and if you looked for long enough, there was the hint of a playful little twinkle in Tendou's left eye (And only the left eye. Weird.). Suga allowed himself a small smirk. Two could play that game.

"I'd love to tell you, but I'm afraid that falls into the category of business secrets."

"Business secrets?"

"Business secrets." He smiled brightly at Tendou. "Sorry, really, only for insiders."

"Oh, is that so?" The playful sparkle took over Tendou's right eye as well and the corners of his mouth twitched - he had caught on. Of course he had. "In that case, I hope you don't mind a little economical espionage."

"What do you mean by economicaAHAL- hey!" Suga tried his best to glare at Tendou, but the wobbly smile on his lips betrayed him. The Guess Monster smirked and his heart sank.

"Interesting."

"N-now hold on a mihinute- GHA! Tehehendouhou!" He tried to grab the fingers that were swiftly dancing up and down his sides - no success, and the tickling weakened his motoric skills even further. Even if he could've gotten ahold of Tendou's hands, he probably wouldn't have been able to push them off. Not that he necessarily wanted to. "Nahaha-"

"Knew it." The Guess Monster smirked, not stopping his assault on Suga's torso. "Saw you flinch away from your captain earlier. Tho to be honest, I didn't expect you to be this ticklish."

Suga felt his face flush at the teasing. "Sh-shaht ahahap! Nahat thehere!"

"Not here? Oh, I understand! You want me to move to a spot that's even more ticklish, so you'll have a real challenge, don't you? I got you, Mr. Refreshing!"

"Waitwaitwait, I dihidn't meaEEEK! TEHEHEHENDOU! NAHAHAHA!"

"Hoosha", the redhead whistled when Suga nearly toppled over, his hand clawing on the setter's tummy relentlessly. "That's quite a tickle spot you have there, if I may say so. But alright, maybe I should save the best for last." He moved his hands down a little to squeeze Suga's hips. "Back to my question. How did you do it?"

"Ihi- I tohold you, thohohose ahare buuhusiness sehecrets!" Suga felt his legs turn into jelly. At least his hips were less ticklish than the rest of his upper body, but 'less ticklish' than 'extreme ticklish' was still 'super ticklish', and he cursed his own lack of stamina. There was nothing he'd rather do right now than bring his arms down to protect himself, but he knew that if he'd let go of Tendou's arms, he wouldn't have been able to hold himself upright.

Although his eyes were squeezed shut, he knew that Tendou was smirking. He could hear it; "It's almost like you want me to tickle you there, Mr. Refreshing. Alright then…"

Aaand there went his balance. Suga shrieked, literally collapsing into Tendou's hold, crumbling under the hand dancing all over his stomach and even sneaking in a few pokes and pinches to the hypersensitive skin here and there. On top of that the exhaustion from the game earlier… yeah, no, he was done for.

"OHOKAHAHAY, OKAHAHAHAY, IHI'LL TEHEHELL YOUAHAHA! STAHAHAHAP, STAHAHAHAP PLEHEHEHEASE!"

Tendou took the liberty to wiggle his finger into Suga's navel for a brief second, making the setter snort, even through the jersey, then he slowed down his attack until it came to a stop, all while carefully guiding Suga to the ground. Then he handed him his water bottle without saying a word and Suga took it with a grateful nod. Gosh, he could fall asleep right then and there.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, all good."

"That's good." Tendou tilted his head to the side. "So? Tell me now?"

Suga felt the cornes of his mouth pull upwards (a mixture of the inevitable after giggles and the pure, goofy happiness he felt right now) and vaguely gestured to his smile. "This right here. Be refreshing. Embody the optimism you feel. Remind them that volleyball is fun more than it's a competition."

Tendou let his words sink in for a few seconds, then he made a 'hmpf' sound and gave him a soft little smile. "You're pretty wise, huh?" He stood up and held out a hand. Suga took it and once he was back on his feet and had handed the waterbottle back, he turned to the exit.

"Thanks, I guess." He gave Tendou a little wave. "See ya?"

"Yeah, see ya." And then, right before he was out the door: "Out of all the teams we could've lost against, I'm glad it was you."

Suga smiled to himself; "Me too", and then walked out with the sound of Tendou's wheezy cackles in the ear. Hell yeah they would see each other again; lost volleyball match this or that, Tendou would get this back!

#rey writes #haikyuu!! #tword fic #haikyuu fic #tendou satori #sugawara koushi #ler!tendou #lee!suga #ticklish!suga

[laughingcuties]

Just the Two of Us

Summary : Happens in the Bangtan Universe. Yoongi and Jungkook find comfort in each other's laughter.

Can be read as platonic or romantic, however you like :) btw this is a tickle fic so if you're not comfortable don't read

It's a quiet night of April, the air is cold and the noise outside has died down. The motel's room was a bit chilly, the window being open to allow the smoke of a newly lit cigarette to escape.

-"I thought you stopped smoking, Hyung."

One of the two boys in the room broke the silence, clearly not impressed by the older's behaviour.

-"..." he didn't reply and focused his gaze on the world outisde that tiny room. It was quiet and it felt lonely. Children's laughter should have been replaced by the blissful screams of people partying, but none of that could be heard in this lonely street.

He finally opened his mouth while getting rid of the cigarette.

-"Jungkook-ah... come here." his voice was soft when he said that, and Jungkook didn't even think twice before making his way to him.

-"Yoongi-hyung, are you alright?"

Yoongi nodded, before pulling Jungkook onto his lap with a smooth movement.

-"Yeah, yeah I'm alright. But I need you to do something for me."

-"Hmm, what?"

-"Stay still."

Yoongi didn't wait a second and, just like that, his fingers were scribbling all over Jungkook's ribs and torso, earning high pitched laughter from the guy.

-"HAHAHAHA WAIHAHAIT WHAHAHAT ARE YOU DOIHIHIHING?"

-"Just getting a serotonin boost, don't mind me."

Yoongi had the biggest gummy smile on his face as Jungkook's laughter echoed in the room. It was Yoongi's favourite sound in the world, and he couldn't help himself from giggling along.

-"You're cute."

Jungkook couldn't even respond properly, he was just a laughing mess at this point. He didn't really want it to stop though, Yoongi had always been dealing with some mental health issues, and Jungkook had his own problems too, and thus their relationship could become quite chaotic, depressing even when they were in their worst moods. So they both lived for moments like this, where they could just laugh and enjoy each other's presence, as if everything was right in the world.

-"Aaah, I could listen to your laughter for eternity and still want more of it."

-"I'M GONNAHAHAHAHAHAH GET YOU BAHAHAHACK"

-"Heh, try then. Here, I'll give you the opportunity."

As he said that, Yoongi stopped his fingers, watching Jungkook catch his breath. It didn't take too long though, as next thing he knew, Jungkook had rotated his body just in a way to face Yoongi.

-"You're so gonna regret that."

As he said that with cutest bunny smile ever, he started to tickle Yoongi's neck.

-"W-ahahait!"

-"Don't wanna~"

Forever. Just a world where they could laugh together without worrying about anything else, just basking in each other's warmth.

Yoongi didn't have a loud laughter, it was mostly quiet, but when he was tickled, he would let out little squeaks and that was really cute to Jungkook. Seeing his Yoongi-hyung laugh like that always made him so happy and he wished it could last forever.

Even if those streets were empty, even if they could never hear other people's voices again, even if they remained alone in this world, they would be just fine.

-"YOU BRAHAHAHAT!"

-"Sorry Yoongi-hyungie, couldn't hear you~ Hahaha."

Yeah they would be just fine.

#bts suga #bangtan #hyyh yoonkook #bts jungkook #tickle fic #ler!yoongi #lee!yoongi #ler!jungkook #lee!jungkook #switches!yoonkook

[little-big-fan]

Um neném para o Idol. (Jungkook - BTS) Parte 5.

Parte 1. Parte 2. Parte 3. Parte 4.

n/a: Na primeira parte desse imagine, tem um fakechat. O app que eu uso atualizou e eu precisei tirar as mensagens do modo noturno pq estava impossível de ler! Então relevem essa parte haha

Ajuda com os nomes:

Jungkook: Jeon, JK J-hope: Hobi, Hoseok Suga: Yoongi Taehyung: V Namjoon: RM (também chamei ele de "líder" em algumas partes) Jin: Seokjin Jimin: Chamei ele só de Jimin mesmo, mas fiquei com pena de deixar de fora da lista KKKKKKK

Jungkook's pov

Acomodei uma Liz sonolenta nos meus braços. A garotinha apoiava a cabeça em meu peito enquanto os pézinhos descansavam sobre as pernas da mãe. Um filme infantil sobre um cachorro vermelho passava na televisão, mas eu não prestava atenção, passando os dedos pelos cabelos sedosos dela, captando cada uma das expressões que me fizeram falta nas últimas semanas.

— Mamãe. — Ela disse em um bocejo. S\N murmurou um “hum?” — Eu tenho um papai? — A pergunta pegou a nós dois desprevenidos. Ainda não havíamos tocado no assunto novamente. Nos encaramos com os olhos arregalados por um momento, e ela pigarreou antes de olhar para a pequena. 

— Você sabe o que é um papai, filha? 

— É igual uma mamãe, só que menino. — Deu de ombros, sem tirar os olhos da televisão. A explicação inocente me fez sorrir. — Claire me perguntou qual o nome do meu papai hoje, mas eu não sabia. — Explicou. — Ela disse que todas as crianças têm um papai e uma mamãe. 

— Sim… — S/N disse coçando o rosto de forma nervosa. 

— Então onde está o meu? — Virou o rostinho, encarando a mãe. S/N olhou para mim, e eu apenas a encarei de volta. Havia concordado com seus termos e não os quebraria. 

— Você quer um papai, querida? — Perguntei baixo. 

— Quero. — Cruzou os braços, ajeitando sua posição entre nós. 

— O que acha de mim? — Perguntei olhando para o cachorro  ridiculamente vermelho na tv, sem coragem de olhar para ela caso dissesse que não me queria. 

— Você quer ser meu papai? 

— Quero. — Liz subiu em cima de mim, ficando de joelhos sobre as minhas pernas e segurando minhas bochechas com as mãos pequenas. Então virou para a mãe.

— Pode mamãe? Titio JK pode ser meu papai? — Meu coração espancava o pobre do meu peito, batendo tão forte que já começava a me deixar um pouco zonzo. 

— Se você quiser, querida. — O tom embargado em sua voz me dizia que aquele momento também parecia especial para ela. 

Liz virou para mim novamente, abrindo um sorriso que ficaria marcado na minha alma e deixando um beijo molhado na ponta do meu nariz.

— Então agora vou te chamar de papai, tá bom, papai? — Não consegui segurar o impulso que me tomou, apertando-a entre meus braços e beijando todo seu rostinho uma dezena de vezes. Liz ria alto tentando me afastar, mas ao mesmo tempo adorando a interação. 

Parado no fundo da sala, Patrick assistia a cena em silêncio, com os braços cruzados e uma expressão de poucos amigos no rosto. S/N fez menção de levantar quando ele virou as costas, mas eu segurei seu pulso. 

— Me deixa falar com ele. — Pedi. 

Alheia ao assunto, Liz voltou a assistir o filme quando me levantei. Caminhei até o quarto que eu sabia que era o dele e bati na porta.

— Não quero conversar agora, S/N… — Ele mesmo se interrompeu ao me ver. — O que quer? 

— Podemos ter uma conversa? De homem para homem? — O loiro bufou, dando um passo para trás. 

— Fala de uma vez. — Sentou na cama bagunçada. 

— Eu sei que você não está feliz com a situação… — Comecei. 

— Então por que você não faz um favor para todos nós e se manda? — Me interrompeu. — Elas não precisam de você. 

— Eu não vou embora. Liz é minha filha e você precisa aceitar isso. — Declarei. Rindo ele neogu com a cabeça.

— Até quando você acha que vai aguentar brincar de casinha? — Me encarou. — Por enquanto, é tudo novidade. Você só fica com a parte boa. — Acusou. — Você não esteve aqui quando ela ficou doente, ou quando chorou noites inteiras quando os dentes começaram a crescer e…

— Não foi por escolha! — Explodi. — Acha que eu queria ter perdido tudo isso? Acha que não me sinto culpado? — O loiro respirou fundo. — A minha filha tem três anos e hoje foi a primeira vez que ela me chamou de pai. Acha que era isso que eu queria? 

— E o que você quer, Jungkook. 

— Eu quero ela. — Suspirei. — Quero ser presente na vida dela. 

— Ser pai não é tão fácil quanto você pensa. — Debochou. 

— Eu não quero que seja fácil. Eu simplesmente quero ser o pai dela. Quero estar lá para assoprar os machucados, para consertar o primeiro coração quebrado e chorar como um idiota quando ela me disser que tem um namorado. — Suguei o ar com força depois de me atropelar com as palavras. — Eu sou grato por você ter estado presente quando eu não estive. E pelo bem da nossa filha, eu espero que possamos pelo menos nos tolerar. 

— Nossa filha? — Os olhos azuis estavam arregalados, demonstrando que meu argumento o havia desarmado. 

— Eu sei que você também é pai da Liz. E não vou mentir, eu invejo cada um dos momentos que foram seus. Mas, por favor, não me tire os meus. — Patrick respirou fundo. 

— Se você vacilar, eu mato você. — Avisou. 

— Eu sei disso. Mas eu não vou. — Estendi a mão. O outro pai da minha filha a encarou, e com um pouco de relutância, selou a nossa paz. — Quer ver o filme com a gente? 

— Eu já o vi pelo menos umas cinquenta vezes. — Ele negou com a cabeça. — Agora é a sua vez. — Ri com o comentário, virando para voltar para a sala. Mas antes que passasse pela porta ele chamou meu nome. — A S/N também está inclusa. Se vacilar com ela, eu mato você. 

Assenti, mesmo sem entender direito o comentário. Que tipo de namorado dá um aviso desses? 

Voltei para a sala, encontrando a garotinha adormecida, jogada no sofá.

— Como foi? — S/N perguntou tirando os olhos do celular. 

— A paz está selada. — Um sorriso de alívio tomou seu rosto, deixando-a ainda mais bonita. 

— Eu soube que o programa do James vai acabar. — Comentei tomando meu lugar no sofá. — Já conseguiu um novo emprego? 

— Ainda não. — Suspirou. 

— Se precisar de ajuda, eu conheço algumas pessoas do meio. — Ofereci. 

— Obrigada. — Sorriu. — Vou pensar com carinho. 

Deixei um beijinho nos cabelos da minha filha e me despedi da mãe dela. Voltando para o quarto de hotel que vinha sendo a minha casa toda vez que voltava para a cidade, fiz uma chamada de grupo com os meus amigos, que comemoraram alto quando contei sobre os meus avanços com Liz. 

Sorrindo como um idiota, tive a primeira noite de sono tranquila em semanas, realmente descansando. 

Menos de uma semana depois, tive que me despedir de novo da minha pequena chorosa. A rotina de viajar entre os Estados Unidos e a Coreia era cansativa, principalmente precisando esconder da grande maioria das pessoas o motivo de voltar tanto para a terra do dólar. 

Cheguei em casa exausto de mais um dia de gravação, jogando meu corpo cansado sobre a cama. Peguei o celular no bolso da calça de moletom ao senti-lo vibrar.

Tomei um banho rápido e comi alguma coisa na espera da mensagem que me permitiria contar uma história de ninar para a minha garotinha. 

Peguei a pequena coleção de livros infantis que havia comprado e deixei preparada ao meu lado na cama. Apertei o botão de chamada no mesmo minuto em que S/N notificou. 

— Podemos conversar rapidinho antes da história? — A mulher do outro lado perguntou. 

— Claro, aconteceu algo? — Perguntei já levemente preocupado. 

— Não. — Sorriu. — Eu quero a sua opinião em algo. 

— Pode falar. 

— Eu recebi uma proposta de emprego. 

— Isso é ótimo. — Falei com sinceridade.

 — Em Seul. — Meu coração deu um salto.

— Está falando sério? 

— Estou. 

— O que Patrick acha disso? — Perguntei ignorando minha vontade de implorar que ela aceitasse. 

— Já conversamos sobre o assunto e ele acha uma oportunidade ótima. 

— Eu acho melhor ainda. — Não contive o sorriso. — Vocês três podem ficar comigo até achar um lugar…

— Só vamos Liz e eu. — Ela me interrompeu, causando mais uma arritmia em mim. 

— Patrick não vem? 

— Não. Ele está em um ótimo momento no hospital como cirurgião geral… — Ela olhou para os lados, como se certificasse que ninguém a escutasse. — E eu acho que ele achou um namorado. — Sussurrou. 

— Patrick é gay?! — Gritei, fazendo-a arregalar os olhos. — Desculpa, eu… 

— Sim, ele é. — Disse em meio a uma risada. 

— Eu achei que ele fosse o seu namorado. — Admiti. 

— O quê? Não! Nós somos como irmãos. — Falou como se a ideia fosse absurda. 

Finalmente o comentário em nossa última conversa fez sentido…

— Você e Liz podem ficar aqui, eu tenho muitos quartos vagos…

— Acho melhor não. — Ela disse em uma careta. 

— Por que não? 

— Não quero que a cabecinha dela fique confusa. Liz sabe que somos os pais dela, eu acho que se nós convivermos, ela pode acabar tendo a ideia errada. Também não quero que a nossa presença atrapalhe a sua vida profissional e amorosa.

— Que vida amorosa? — Falei erguendo uma sobrancelha. S/N não sabia, mas, desde que ela aparece em minha frente, meses atrás eu sequer falei direito com outras mulheres. 

— Enfim. — Ela suspirou. — Eu queria a sua ajuda para conseguir um corretor de imóveis. 

— S/N… 

— Essas são as minhas condições. — Falou irredutível. 

— Está bem. — Me rendi. — Eu vou ver com uns conhecidos. 

— Obrigado. — Ela sorriu mais uma vez. — Aqui. — Falou abaixando o telefone, e então a imagem de Liz preencheu a tela. — Papai!

As semanas que se seguiram foram ainda mais atarefadas. Mesmo sabendo que S/N não queria morar na mesma casa que eu, achei que seria no mínimo normal ter um quarto pronto para receber a minha filha. Escolhendo eu mesmo a decoração com todos os elementos que eu sabia que ela adorava. 

Mesmo com a minha insistência em voltar aos Estados Unidos para ajudá-la com a viagem,S/N se mostrou irredutível, listando todos os motivos do quão perigoso seria se alguém descobrisse a identidade de Liz antes da hora. 

Fiz questão de esperar as duas no estacionamento do aeroporto, depois de longas horas sem contato. 

Abri a porta da van de vidros escuros, recebendo minha filha com um abraço apertado. 

— Como foi a viagem? — Perguntei, mesmo vendo em sua aparência cansada que não havia sido fácil. 

— Tranquila. — Forçou um sorriso que eu não comprei. Era uma viagem longa, e com uma criança pequena deveria ser ainda mais difícil. 

— Vamos para o apartamento? — Perguntei quando um dos seguranças terminou de guardar a bagagem das duas.

— Na verdade… — S/N disse pegando o celular na bolsa. — Houve um problema com a tubulação, então vamos passar algumas noites nesse hotel. — Estendeu o aparelho com o endereço, que eu sequer me dei o trabalho de checar.

— De jeito nenhum, vocês ficam comigo.

— Jeon…

— Não, S/N. A minha filha e a mãe dela não vão ficar em um hotel sabe-se lá por quanto tempo. — Falei deixando um carinho na bochecha vermelha da garotinha. — Eu aceitei as suas condições, agora você aceita as minhas. 

— Só por alguns dias. — Ergueu o indicador. 

— Tudo bem. — Concordei. 

#imagine #one shot #lary #imagines #lari #imagine br #jungkook #bts jk #jk #jungkook imagine #jeon jungkook #jungkook fanfic #bts jungkook #imagine bts #bts fanfic #bts imagines #bts #fake chat

[cookiegirlsstuff]

The Hobi cheer up pt. 2

AN: This is part 2 of a series that will consist of 7 parts. I hope you like it!

Lee: Namjoon

Ler: J-hope

༉‧₊˚🖇🖤❀༉‧₊˚.

"Namjoon, please come here for a moment!" Jin's voice echoed through the bangtan dorm.

Namjoon didn't react. In fact, he hadn't even heard it. He sat in his room, where he had set up his own little studio, and worked.

"Is he working again?" Jungkook asked his hyungs.

"Yup," Taehyung replied, who was about to lose to Jimin in overwatch.

"But we're off this week, aren't we?" asked Jin, confused.

"You know Namjoon hyung. He's always working," Jimin intervened.

"Listen, I'm going upstairs now and then he won't be working anymore," said J-hope confidently and left the living room.

"Do you think Hobi hyung will make it?" asked Jungkook with interest.

"I bet against it. And if he does make it, I'll buy you 10 banana milks," said Suga.

In the meantime, J-hope had arrived at his destination and entered the leader's room without hesitation.

"Hey… why don't you knock!?" shouted Namjoon, who was scared to death.

"Why don't you take a break?" J-hope asked surprisingly calmly.

"Why should I?" asked Rm, slightly annoyed but also puzzled.

"Why you should? Are you serious? It's our time off and you're working here all day!" the older one remarked.

"I'm sorry, but I can't stop now so can you please leave?" Namjoon asked, annoyed.

"No," Hoseok replied without hesitation.

"Go away!" said the younger one much louder now. You could tell he wasn't in the best of moods.

"Namjoon, Namjoon, Namjoon…I really wanted to avoid this, but you leave me no other choice," J-hope muttered. That sent a shiver down the younger boy's spine, but he didn't give it a second thought.

Suddenly, J-hope came closer and closer until he was standing right in front of the chair Namjoon was sitting on.

"You need a Hobi cheer up," he said before poking Namjoon in the side.

He immediately flinched away and pressed himself against the other side of the chair as best he could.

But that didn't bother Hobi in the slightest and now he alternately poked Namjoon's left side and then his right.

Namjoon tried to suppress his giggles, but failed miserably. His only hope was to fall off the chair and run away, which he now tried to do. But he failed again when J-hope simply pinned him to the floor, hands up.

Inside, he cursed himself, because now his hyung only had more room to tickle him.

"How cute," J-hope teased him before starting to run a finger along his armpits.

"Hoba, pleahahase stahahap!" Namjoon laughed helplessly.

"I quote….why should I?" his hyung just laughed and began to tickle his armpits properly now.

"Whahahat hahahave I dahane to you?" asked Namjoon in desperation. This whole situation was so embarrassing for him and what's more, he was supposed to be working right now.

"You're asking that? You overworked yourself but you can't admit it, you shouted at me, you wanted me to go away and you wanted to escape my cheer up! And now you're asking what you did to me?"

With each of these sentences, J-hope's devilish hands, which were currently tickling Namjoon's ribs, became faster.

It was pure torture, but at the same time the leader was somehow happy to be able to relax for a moment without worrying about everything.

"I wonder where else you are ticklish." Hoseok runs his nails down to RM's belly button. He paused for a second to start tickling his belly button unexpectedly.

"NO ." Namjoon yelped and started laughing. But both of them knew taht the worst was still to come

"Ohhh is the little giggly one ticklish there? Tickle tickle." J-hope teases. Five more minutes into the belly button ticking and he decided to go for the leaders worst spot.

He let go of Namjoon's arms and took his feet in a firm grip instead.

"Hobi please! I'm happy now and I'm not going to work anymore," Namjoon begged, already suspecting what his hyung was up to.

"I'm sorry, but you need and you want this," Hoseok said as he slowly and tortuously removed Namjoon's socks.

Namjoon giggled nervously and just prayed that it would be over quickly and that he could forget that this whole embarrassing situation had never happened.

But he had probably been praying to the wrong gods, because before Hoseok could even begin, the door suddenly opened and the 95 line entered the room.

At first, everyone just stared at each other, puzzled, until Hobi called the two troublemakers over and asked them to help him.

And so the real torture began. Hoseok held Namjoon's right foot and gently stroked it with his finger. Normally, this wouldn't tickle too much, but since Jimin and Taehyung were wrecking his left foot, Namjoon's laughter was hysterical.

They didn't forgot a spot. First they poked his soles, then they scratched them just to poke again. They even scratched each of his toes individually.

"GUYS PLEAHAHSE", Namjoon laughed and squirmed.

After a few more minutes, J-hope finally had mercy and everyone let go of Namjoon.

Just as for JK he made sure that his friend was truly happy now before they returned to the living room.

And now Namjoon knew that he shouldn't mess with his hyung. By the way legends say that Jungkook deserves 10 banana milks now.

Hope you guys like it! Which member next? 💜

(I'm still improving my writing so of course it's not perfect)

#bts #bts tickling #tickle fic #bts tickle #tickle content #bts tickle fic #lee!namjoon #ler!hoseok

[intheticklecloset]

Haikyuu!! Coffee Shots #111-120

A collection of the Haikyuu Coffee Shots I've done, compiled for the sake of ease. These are all stand-alone stories.

~~~

111) Lee Suga, Ler Kageyama

Kageyama was startled awake by a hand slapping him in the face.

At first he jolted upright, immediately on alert, but when he saw the room of sleeping boys around him, he only frowned in confusion. His first thought was Hinata, but the redhead was lying on a pallet a few down from his, snoring loudly.

Just as he was beginning to think he’d hallucinated the slap, another flailing limb came flying at him. This one he managed to block before it made impact, and he was ready to turn around and snap at whoever was messing with him, but then he stopped short.

It was Suga. He was fast asleep, but it most definitely did not look like he was enjoying it.

“Whoa,” Kageyama breathed, surprised and a little scared, gently grabbing Suga’s shoulder and shaking him gently. “Hey, wake up.”

It took a moment, but eventually Suga’s eyes snapped open, startling Kageyama all over again. For a moment, they just looked at each other.

“Kageyama,” Suga slurred finally, blinking a few times. “What is it?”

“You…I think you were having a nightmare,” the younger setter replied, frowning. “You kept slapping me, and you looked really upset.”

Suga groaned. “Oh. Yeah…thanks for waking me up.”

“Do you, uh…want to talk about it?”

“Not at all,” the older boy replied with a little smile, “but thanks.”

“Okay.” Kageyama shifted a little, seeing how sad his upperclassman still looked. He recalled all the times Hinata or Noya or Tanaka – or sometimes even Suga himself – would tickle him to help him cheer up, and he reached a tentative hand down to scribble lightly at his friend’s side.

Suga jerked and smiled, his eyes already closed as he tried to settle back in to sleep, but he made no move to stop him, so Kageyama kept it up, tickling lightly and drawing a tiny giggle here and there. Feeling emboldened, the dark-haired boy searched for his belly button through his shirt, and that’s when Suga finally let out a laugh and pushed his wrist away.

“Okay, that’s enough,” he said, peeking one eye open. “I appreciate it, though.”

Kageyama blushed a little, slightly embarrassed when he finally realized how bold he’d just been. “Uh…yeah. Good night, Suga.”

“Night, Kageyama. Sweet dreams.”

The younger boy smiled at that. “You, too.”

*

112) Lee Hinata, Ler Kageyama

Hinata was already giggling hysterically, and Kageyama hadn’t even touched him yet.

The setter smirked at him. “What’s the matter, boke?”

“Y-You…you’re gonna do something, I know you are!” Hinata whined, smiling uncontrollably. He tugged but his wrists were firmly trapped above him; it hadn’t been difficult for his taller friend to win their little wrestling match and pin him down like this.

“Am I?” Kageyama asked innocently, flashing his fake vampire teeth. He looked sharp in his suit and cape – probably why he’d decided to be a vampire for Halloween two years in a row – but Hinata remembered what those teeth had felt like last year, and he just knew he was going to get a refresher again right now.

“Yes, you are!” Hinata pouted. “You’re going to bite me again!”

“Bite you? No, no, no.” Kageyama gently grasped his side, not squeezing yet but threatening to. “I’m not a blood-sucking vampire like I was last year, boke. This year I’m a tickling vampire. I feast on your laughter~”

“I knew it!” Hinata squealed as his friend finally began squeezing, unable to do much else thanks to the redhead’s costume of choice for this year. The fabric was thick and it was a one-piece outfit, so the setter couldn’t make contact with his bare skin. Hinata had hoped that would keep him safe, but of course, Kageyama found a way through his defenses no matter what. “Ahahahahaha! Kahahahageyama!”

“Now I’m going to bite you,” Kageyama replied, leaning down to gently sink his pointy plastic teeth into his friend’s neck, wincing at the loud shriek he emitted right into his ear. “Laugh for me, little shrimp~ Your laughter tastes soooo good~”

“Nahahahahaha that’s weheheheheheird, Bakahahahageyama!”

“Weird?” Kageyama snorted. “You’re dressed as a crayon, you idiot. I don’t even want to hear about weird from you.”

“Buhuhuhuhut it’s cute! And eheheheheasy to wear!”

Kageyama bit him again, squeezes moving up to his ribs now, making Hinata laugh even harder. “And just as easy to tickle you in, boke.”

*

113) Lee Noya, Ler Asahi

“I’d call you a wimp if you weren’t so cute,” Noya said, grinning at his upperclassman.

Asahi looked at him, wide-eyed and slightly panicked. “What? Cute?”

“You’re older and bigger than me! You’re supposed to protect me from these kinds of movies, not the other way around.”

The two of them were spending the night at Asahi’s house. It was the end of October, and in the spirit of the season Noya had suggested watching a horror movie. Asahi didn’t like the idea to begin with, and now that they were halfway through and he was scared out of his mind, he liked it even less.

What he liked least of all, though, was Noya’s cocky attitude about the whole situation.

“Shut up,” he said. “You know I’m a sensitive soul. Why would you make me watch this at all if you knew it would make me freak out?”

“Because it’s funny,” the libero replied with a smirk.

Asahi leveled a glare at him that only made his friend laugh, then snatched up his ankle and scribbled his fingers into the bare sole. “You think this is funny? You want to laugh about something? Take this!”

“Aieeehahahahahaha! Nahahahahaha Asahi!” Noya cried, clutching his stomach while flailing his free leg helplessly. “Dohohohohon’t tihihihihickle me!”

“You seemed in the mood to laugh at me, so I’m only helping you out, Noya,” Asahi replied, feeling mischievously wicked as he grabbed the libero’s other leg and locked both of them under his arm, scratching mercilessly at the arches of his feet. “Besides, this is a good distraction for me. Maybe I can even get through the rest of the movie this way.”

“The rehehehehehehest?!” Noya cried, arching his back off the couch, laughing even harder. “But we’re ohohohohonly hahahahahalfway done!”

“Hmm,” Asahi muttered noncommittally, settling in for the long haul, still tickling. “Too bad for you, then.”

Noya squealed when Asahi honed in on his toes, tossing his head back as crazed giggles spilled out of his lips, pounding the cushions. “Ehehehehehehehehe! You suhuhuhuhuhuck, Asahiehehehehehe!”

Asahi reached up and gave his thigh a threatening squeeze, making Noya shriek and nearly fall off the couch. The movie was long forgotten by both of them at this point. The ace grinned at his friend. “Keep calling me names and I’ll make you scream louder than any of the girls in this movie, Nishinoya.”

Noya’s eyes widened and his cheeks went red, but it was clear that he was enjoying this sudden turn of events if the way his eyes lit up at that threat were any indication. “Not a chahahahahance, you wihihihihimp!”

Asahi threw himself at the smaller boy, tickling him relentlessly and – true to his word – making him scream so loud he put all horror movies on the planet to shame.

*

114) Lee Noya, Ler Asahi

In theory, a massage had sounded heavenly. Flexible as Noya was, he still experienced some tightness and discomfort now and then, but especially since he’d lunged for that ball during their last practice and landed awkwardly. He’d been in some pain since then, mostly in his lower back from where he’d twisted in midair and then slammed into the ground.

Now, though, as the little four-legged massager hummed across his skin, he was regretting ever letting Asahi talk him into this.

“If you keep squirming like that it’s going to make it worse,” his friend told him, a clear smile in his voice.

Noya gritted his teeth and clenched his biceps – his arms were crossed above him with his head resting on them like a pillow – even as a snicker or two escaped from him.

“Cahahahan’t help it,” he managed, gasping when Asahi maneuvered the vibrations back to the spot closest to his lower ribs. “It’s tihihihihickling me!”

“We both know my hands would be much worse.”

It was true. Noya was so sensitive the slightest brush got him wiggling and giggling in seconds flat; using an actual massage tool was the only way they were going to get through this – assuming they’d get through it at all.

The massager slid over toward his other ribs, and Noya squeaked and started to roll onto his side, but a strong hand pressed against his shoulder and forced him to stay put.

“Here,” Asahi chuckled, and it was obvious he knew exactly what he was doing. “Let me help you.”

“Ahahahahaha you jeheheheheherk! You’re dohohohoing this on purpose!” Noya screeched out the last word when Asahi very intentionally let the massager linger on his lower ribs for more than a couple of seconds this time. The libero’s legs kicked behind him frantically. “Ahahahahahasahi!”

His friend just laughed with him and started guiding the vibrations over every ticklish spot he knew of to get the poor libero cackling in no time. “What? Laughter is just as good for you as a massage would be!”

*

115) Lee Kageyama, Ler Hinata

“Hinata!” Kageyama squealed, weakly gripping the redhead’s wrists as his fingers flew over the taller boy’s torso. “Quihihihihit it!”

“No way, Kageyama!” Hinata beamed like the ray of sunshine he was, chasing his friend down every time he twisted away or tried to shove at his shoulders or pry his tickling fingers from his ribs. “You’ve been giving me that puppy dog look all day. I have to tickle you now! You know I can’t resist!”

Puppy dog look?! Kageyama felt himself flushing in embarrassment as well as with excitement.

“I hahahahave nohohohohot! I’m—GYAH!! WAITWAITWAIT!!”

Hinata cackled like a witch as he dug into the spot just below Kageyama’s ribs, forcing him to his knees and eventually all the way to the floor. “Aww, look how big you’re smiling~ You love it, Kageyama. Don’t try to lie your way out of this; we both know it~”

“HINATA PLEHEHEHEHEASE!!” The setter was howling with laughter now, sneakers scrabbling at the hardwood floor of the gym, jersey gradually coming untucked as he writhed. Hinata kept it up, kneading into that special spot on his ribs over and over, watching with satisfaction as his friend fell apart laughing his heart out.

“What’s that? ‘Please keep going’? I was planning on it!”

Kageyama thought he couldn’t possibly laugh any harder; turns out he was wrong. He arched his back with a scream as his redheaded friend slipped his fingers under his traitorous jersey and scribbled freely at the bare skin of his tummy. “EYAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! HINATA!!”

“Look at you! It’s like I’m riding one of those American broncos!” Hinata giggled. “Tickle, tickle, ticklish Kageyaaaama~”

At this point, Kageyama knew it was pointless to fight or protest in any way. He was cornered and they both knew it, so rather than expel his energy on trying to pretend he didn’t want this, he finally surrendered and let himself enjoy the tickling, his laughter shifting into something more childlike and carefree than before.

Hinata’s eyes lit up with victory. “There you go! Just let it alllll out, Kageyama. You deserve it!”

*

116) Lee Asahi, Ler Daichi

After Asahi’s third failed spike in a row, Daichi turned to him with a frown. “What is up with you, Asahi?”

“Sorry, I’m sorry,” Asahi stammered, rubbing his face with his hands and pacing in circles. The others on the court exchanged glances. It was obvious he was freaking out, but why now? Why this game?

“Hey,” Daichi caught his friend by the shoulders and forced him to meet his eyes. “It’s going to be fine. You know that.”

Asahi groaned. “I don’t know that! I’m missing everything you send at me. I shouldn’t do this; I’m not ready. Put me on the sidelines; I’ll only slow you all down—eep!”

Daichi kept his finger in his side even after giving it a good poke to shut him up. “I’m not sidelining you.”

“But—hehehey!”

“What are you so afraid of?”

Asahi did his best to hold still and take it, but he couldn’t help the way he crumbled at the wiggling finger in his side. “Dahahaichi, stop it! Not in front of them!”

The team captain glanced over his shoulder at the rest of their teammates, who gave him various encouragements such as thumbs-up from Noya and Hinata and a more subtle nod from Kageyama and Tsukishima.

“Looks like they’re cool with the intervention. Clearly you need it.” Daichi turned back to his friend who was now trying to shuffle backward, a nervous smile on his lips. “Brace yourself. This is going to tickle. A lot.”

Asahi gasped and turned to run, but Daichi had him wrapped in a tickly bear hug from behind faster than he could take two whole steps, and soon the other boy’s giggles filled the air as he squirmed in their captain’s hold.

“Hehehehehehey! Nohohohoho! Daichi, I’m fihihihihine! I dohohohon’t need – stohohohohop it!”

Daichi smirked at the higher-pitched cackles he got when he dug his fingers into Asahi’s ribs. “Sorry, but I don’t believe you. I think another minute of this is necessary.”

*

117) Lee Noya, Ler Asahi

It was a good thing it was Halloween and the entire street was filled with the sound of screams, because Asahi had Noya screaming like a madman and for once it blended in perfectly.

“PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!” Noya begged, thrashing against the bed in a ticklish frenzy. “STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP ASAHI!!”

Asahi smirked down at him, checking to make sure the toy handcuffs he’d bought as a prank were holding and not chafing Noya’s wrists. “Calm down. I need to test your nerve endings before I unleash you upon the world.”

He found the spots at the back of his friend’s ribs that always got him wheezing with silent laughter. Sure enough, Noya dissolved into utter hysterics, too far gone to even care whether he was making noise or not.

After a few torturous moments Asahi let up on his assault and let Noya catch his breath, ruffling his hair and checking the handcuffs again. “Are you all right?”

“P-Plehehehease, Asa—doctor,” Noya giggled breathlessly, his keeping with the role play letting his friend know he was hanging in there. “You’ve made me too sensitive…”

“On the contrary.” Asahi got up and moved a little further down the bed, smiling at Noya’s panicked anticipatory giggles. They were playing Dr. Frankenstein and his monster, deciding to be a little more childish than usual on this festive evening.

Asahi grasped Noya’s ankle and scribbled across his foot, grinning at his friend’s resulting cackles and squirming.

“It’s imperative that I make you as sensitive as possible so that you better understand what it’s like to be a human being.”

He scratched at his toes and Noya tossed his head back and exploded into belly laughter that was a rare treat for them both. “Plehehehehehehease!”

“One final test,” Asahi mused, climbing back onto the bed and kneeling between Noya’s legs. Then he smirked and pulled out an item he’d been hiding all evening – a toy claw that they had learned was incredibly tickly to the poor libero.

Noya gasped and pulled uselessly at the handcuffs. “No!”

“Oh, yes.” Asahi firmly grasped his leg above the knee and dragged the claw along his friend’s inner thigh, and Noya let out a scream that could rival any haunted house. “I made sure to make this the most sensitive spot of all.” Then, unable to help it, he broke into an evil kind of laugh. “Mwahahahaha!”

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHASAHIIIIIII!!!!”

*

118) Lee Kageyama, Ler Hinata

This year, Hinata knew what Kageyama was dressing up as for Halloween. This year, he was prepared.

Their first year, his best friend had caught him by surprise. Last year Hinata had tried to compensate with a costume that was bulkier and would offer a bit more protection – which didn’t work very well at all.

This year, Hinata was going on the offensive.

When he knocked, Kageyama opened the door without any dramatics. He’d done that already; it was old news now that they were third years. But he was still dressed as a vampire – complete with cape and pointed teeth – and he still looked immaculate.

But not for long.

“What are you supposed to be?” Kageyama asked, frowning at his old-school getup.

“I knew you’d be a vampire again,” Hinata replied, smirking, “so I decided to be Van Helsing. And I’m taking you down, you despicable creature of the night!”

Before the setter could react, Hinata had tackled him to the floor, hopping on top of him to keep him from rolling away.

“Hinata!” Kageyama snapped, frantically undoing the clasp of his cape that had gotten caught beneath them in the scuffle. Once he could breathe easier, he growled, “What are you doing? You’re messing up my costume!”

“I happen to know vampires can only be killed with a stake through the heart,” Hinata said grandly, brandishing a wooden toy dagger that he’d had attached to his belt. “But lucky for you, I don’t want to kill you. I just want revenge.”

“What—ah!” Kageyama spasmed when Hinata began prodding the base of his ribs with the dagger, making him break into a smile and giggle despite himself. “W-Wait – whahahat are you—?!”

“Take this, vampire!”

Kageyama squealed and burst into giggles when the dagger continued to prod at one of his most ticklish spots, then broke into full-on laughter when Hinata used his free hand to dig into his belly.

“Ahahahahahaha! Hinatahahahaha, wahahahahait! I was gohohohohoing to go threehehehehehee for three!”

“Oh, I know. And I’m sure you will. But I was determined to get the jump on you first this time!” Hinata expertly warded off one of Kageyama’s flailing arms and dug his dagger in even deeper, making Kageyama shriek with laughter.

The setter desperately clawed at him and cried, “Okay, okahahahahahay! You gohohohohot me! Plehehehehehease!”

Hinata tossed the dagger aside with a triumphant smirk, but then he snatched up Kageyama’s wrists and pinned them down, hovering over him menacingly. “Oh, and one more thing…”

Kageyama really should have seen it coming, given that he’d attacked Hinata this way two Halloweens in a row. But it still shocked him into squealing giggles when the redhead leaned down and bit his neck with pointy, tickly teeth.

“Hinatahahahahahahaha!”

Hinata grinned. “Now, wicked vampire, my vengeance is satisfied!”

*

119) Switches Daichi, Asahi, and Suga

“Name five holiday movies,” Suga said, reading off the card in his hand before flipping over the timer.

To his left, Daichi dutifully and easily listed five holiday titles before his time was up. Then he drew a card.

It was the Christmas break after they’d graduated from high school, and the three former third-years from Karasuno had managed to find a single day to reunite and catch up and mess around like they used to in all of the chaos of visiting their families and whatnot. They had plans to go to dinner in a short while, but for now they were passing the time playing this game.

“Name five winter activities,” Daichi said to Asahi.

Asahi named three, then struggled with the last two so much that he ran out of time.

“I’m not used to thinking about winter sports,” he whined with a slight chuckle, reaching for a card.

“No one said anything about sports. The card said ‘activities’,” Suga reminded him.

Asahi pouted, then read off his card. “Name five Christmas characters.”

Suga did so, easily. When he reached for his card, he paused. “You know, this is almost too easy.”

“I was thinking the same thing,” Daichi replied.

“Speak for yourself,” Asahi muttered, but he was grinning.

Suga hummed. “Why don’t we add a twist to some of these?”

“Like what?”

“Well, for example…” Suga glanced at the card. “Daichi, name five Christmas carols, and we’ll try to distract you.” Then he flipped the timer.

Daichi started, “Jingle Bells, Silent N-ihihihihihihight?! Whahahahat – hehehehehey!”

Suga grinned, digging into his ribs while watching the timer. “Five seconds!”

“Ahahaha! Uh…G-Good Kihihihihing Wehehehehenceslahahahas – Ahahahahahasahi!” Daichi protested when his other friend started tickling his opposite side. “You guhuhuhuhuhuys!”

“Time’s up!” Suga announced proudly, ceasing his attack.

Daichi let out a few leftover giggles and grumbled, “No fair…”

“Of all the Christmas carols out there, you thought of ‘Good King Wenceslas’?” Asahi asked, dumfounded.

“Not all of us struggle with basic concepts, Asahi,” Daichi teased, reaching for his side in revenge.

“Hehehey! I hahahahaven’t beheheheheen given a prohohohompt!”

But it didn’t matter, because soon Suga was joining in with Daichi, and then he and Asahi turned on Suga, who immediately dissolved into his hyena laughter when they scribbled at his belly.

“Ehehehehehehehe! Stahahahahahahahap!”

Daichi and Asahi exchanged amused glances. “He still has that laugh, huh?”

“Dohohohohohon’t make fuhuhuhuhuhun of mehehehehehe!”

But they weren’t, and Suga knew they weren’t, and soon the room was filled with the sounds of all three of their laughs as they took turns tickling each other just like the old days at Karasuno High.

*

120) Lee Hinata, Ler Kageyama

“Hinata!” Kageyama snapped as he was pulled forward without warning, connected to his friend via oversized scarf.

“I got it!” Hinata declared proudly, holding up the chocolate he’d dropped on the ground. He began unwrapping it without a care in the world, oblivious to Kageyama’s glare in his direction.

Noya, as a joke, had given Hinata a way-too-large scarf for Christmas, which Hinata had of course worn proudly despite tripping over it several times. When the two of them had sat down to lunch, he took one look at Kageyama shivering in the cold wind and insisted they share the material for a little while. Kageyama had been secretly grateful at first, but now…

“Would you stop darting all over the place?” the setter cried as he was once again pulled forward against his will when Hinata went chasing after something the wind tried to snatch away. “You’re going to kill me!” He’d already almost choked on his milk and barely been spared from biting into his own finger instead of a carrot stick.

“Don’t be dramatic, Kageyama,” Hinata replied, sitting back up again. “Would you rather be cold?”

“At this point, yes!” Kageyama huffed. At the sight of his friend rolling his eyes, something inside him reacted automatically. He grabbed Hinata around the middle and yanked him closer, trying to get under his coat to tickle his belly and sides without looking like he was assaulting the redhead.

“Ah! W-What are you – Kageyahahahama!” Hinata squealed, realizing immediately the danger he was in but far too late to try and escape it. He giggled preemptively, squirming in the setter’s hold. “Dohohon’t be such a wihihimp! Next time I wohohon’t share my scarf with you – ah!”

Kageyama smirked victoriously. “Gotcha.”

“Nohohohohohoooo, Kageyahahahahahama! Dohohohohohon’t!” Hinata pleaded, giggling helplessly as his friend scratched and scribbled at his belly and hips as much as he could reach under his bulky winter coat.

“No fun being stuck to another person when you can’t get away, is it, Hinata?”

“Yohohohohou’re the one who agreheheheheheheed to this!”

“Oh, so it’s my fault?”

“Yehehehehehehes!”

Kageyama abandoned all pretenses and tackled his friend to the cold ground, unzipping his coat in a hurry to get to his ribs – his real weak spot. Hinata threw his head back and cackled hysterically, kicking and squirming all the while, but the scarf connecting the two of them made certain he wasn’t going anywhere fast.

It all ended up being much more fun than either of them anticipated.

#fanfiction #tickle drabbles #coffee shots #sentence starters #compilation #haikyuu #hq #kageyama tobio #hinata shoyo #nishinoya yuu #asahi azumane #daichi sawamura #sugawara koushi

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Hi Squiggly! I saw your requests were open and was wondering if you would be willing to write for Haikyuu? Totally understand if you’re not feeling up to it though! If you are willing though, could I request platonic lee Suga and ler Tsukishima? I think they’d be such an interesting pair with how mischievous they both can be. I don’t know if you want a prompt or not, but if so, maybe Suga was trying to get a rise out of Tsukki and get him to be a little more joyful/playful, but that backfires and when that playful side comes out, there do be tickles. Thanks Squiggly and I hope you have a fantastic day/week and have fun with your writing adventures!

Ooo, the rare playful Tsukishima! We love to see it! :D I've gotcha covered, anon! :3 And thank you so much! I wish the same to you- may your week/weekend be a great one and your day be lovely!

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“Hey, Tsukishima! How’s the weather up there?” Suga slapped him on the back, the gesture far too light to send the blonde off-balance. “I gotta ask- do you like being the team’s wall? You’re really good at it.”

“Uh, thanks I guess?” The middle blocker raised a brow, fingers twitching to pull on his headphones. It wasn’t that he disliked talking to Suga- it was more he just…didn’t like talking. Usually Yamaguchi carried conversations for both of them, but he had after school tutoring today- meaning the blonde was left on his own. “And I suppose. It’s a position.”

“Ah, you’re trying to act cool. A Lot of first years do, you know?” Suga gave his shoulder a squeeze before shaking it some. “I remember when us third years did. I like to think we’ve grown into our cool era.”

“You have? I couldn’t tell.” Oops- that slipped.

Suga’s jaw dropped, eyes lighting up at the comment. “Oh, so that’s how it is, huh? Very well then- take THIS!” He dropped the hand on Tsukishima’s shoulder, clamping it on his side for maximum effect. “Now you’re gonna learn to respect your seniors!”

“Er! Hmmph!” Immediately Tsukishima clamped his mouth shut, twisting away from the ticklish touch. He should have known where this was going. “D-Don’t! I’m n-not ticklish!”

“Sure you’re not.” Suga snickered, bringing both hands up to attack his ribs, increasing his efforts. “That’s why you’re smiling so much, yeah?”

This guy! Tsukishima willed himself not to laugh, bracing against the tickly fingers. Suga was good, but this was nothing compared to the torment Kuroo and Bokuto unleashed upon him during the training camp. He could deal with it until Suga gave up…

Or he could get him instead.

“Hm? Is that a laugh I hear- whoa!” Suga yelped when Tsukishima grabbed his wrist, twisting with all his might. The setter stumbled some as he was whipped forward, just barely saved from falling by the blocker’s hands. “C-careful no-OH!”

“I think being careful’s gonna prove difficult.” Tsukishima mused, his fingers itching along Suga’s waist as the setter squirmed and giggled, doubling over into himself. “What’s wrong? I thought you were teaching me a lesson?”

“Yoohohohohure a snehehahahahaky ohooohohohne! AHehahahahaha- Dihhihihihid thehehehy teach yohohoohou thahahhat?” Suga wheezed, cheeks pink and giggles increasing when his ribs were marched on next.

Yes. “Nope. I just picked it up somewhere.”

“Lihihiihihiiar! Aheahhhahahahhaha- wahahahahit wahahhahait I’m sohohohohorry, I tahahahke it bahahahhack!” Suga all but flailed when his middle ribs were prodded at, nearly headbutting Tsukishima in the process. “Yohohohohohu ohahahakay?”

“Yeah, fine. You’re so squirmy though- hang on.” With another move he ‘picked up somewhere’, he kicked Suga’s legs out from under him, sitting on his hips as he carried on drilling into his ribs from behind. “There- now I can tickle you better.”

“Gehehehahahahahhahhaha! Tsuhuuhuuhuhkki, plehahahahhahahhase!” Suga was a mess of mirth, feet kicking against the ground as he pressed his arms tightly into his torso. “Iihihihihihihihit tihihihihihihickles sohoohhoohhoo muhuhuhuhuhuhuch!”

“Huh, you don’t say?” Tsukishima let his fingers walk across his back, looking for newer spots to torment. “Are you ticklish here? How about here?” He prodded randomly, snickering when Suga jerked and squeaked with each jab. “I think I remember you having a spot along…here?” He wiggled a finger beneath Suga’s armpit experimentally.

“AHAHHHHAHA!” The shriek was so loud it echoed across the empty gym.

“Wow. What a spot.” Deciding he’d take the hearing damage, he dug both hands into Suga’s pits, grinning as the Setter thrashed beneath him in hysterics. “That’s right- laugh for me.”

“TSUUHUHHUHUUHUHKI PELHAHAHAHAHAHAHSE!” Suga begged, cheeks hot and eyes starting to mist over. “STHAHAHAHAHAHP!”

“Heh, given up already? Alright.” The tickles came to an end as the setter gasped for air, curling onto his side. “That’ll show you for trying to tickle me.”

“Ehehehehe…hehehehee…ohoohoho doohohon’t wohohorry…yohohour lesson is stihiihihll underway.” Suga pointed out, earning a raised brow.

“Really? And how is that?”

Just then- two hands from two different bodies touched his shoulders, making him stiffen up.

“Hi Tsukishima.” Daichi was all smiles.

“Ready for lesson two?” Asahi grinned.

Thanks for reading!

#haikyuu!! #tickle #tickle fic #fluff #tsukishima kei #sugawara koushi #karasuno antics #I love them your honor #they are good bois akrjkeakjrakerjk

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Oo TickleTober! This looks so fun!

For the game, maybe Platonic!Kagehina and the Games prompt? I think they would be adorable! :)

Take care, treat yourself to your favorite thing, and drink plenty of water! 🥰🥰🥰

Day 15: Games

Ler!Kageyama/Lee!Hinata

"B-But Suga-Sahahahan! I cahahan't! W-Why dohoes it have to be him anyway?! Can't you just do it atleheheast?!"

Hinata complained through a nervous fit of giggles, watching helplessly as Kageyama slowly crept up on him, an evil smirk on his normally grumpy face. Suga merely chuckled, continuing to keep a gentle, but steady grip on his kouhai's arms as he held them up and out of the way despite his protests.

"Sorry Hinata, but you knew the rules from the very beginning, and as much as I'd like to tickle you myself, Kageyama did beat you with the English flashcards today, so this is his reward." The third year denied him, "And besides, I don't think you would actually rather it be me as much as you may think right now. You're better off with him." He added teasingly before looking up at the younger setter, who looked downright villainous at the moment. "Alright. Get him Kageyama!"

Hinata let out a shriek as Kageyama lunged at him, breaking into a heavy fit of laughter when the setter went straight for his exposed tummy. Kageyama grinned.

"Now what was that about you beating me again boke? Cause this sure doesn't look like you winning right know. Guess you should have studied harder huh?" The setter teased, sounding awfully smug for someone who had been in a similar position just the week prior when Hinata had won their little English flashcard competition, a game that Suga himself had come up with to help his two kouhai with their grades after nothing else seemed to be working, and shockingly enough, it had actually been working out rather well so far.

"NAAAhahaaa! S-Screw yohohou Bakageyahahama! Yohohohou're just mad thahahat I gohohot you sohohoho bad lahahast week" Hinata accused through his incessant giggles, squirming around as much as he could as the setter scribbled and pinched up and down his sides, always stopping just below his underarms everytime just to watch him panic.

"Yeah yeah, Keep talking boke. You're only gonna make this worse for yourself. Tickle tickle~."

#tickletober2022 #sfw #sfw tickling #haikyuu tickling #ler!kageyama #lee!hinata

[italeean]

HIHI ELLE!! AAAAAAAA CONGRATS ON 350 FOLLOWERS!! YOURE SO COOOL!! Remember me when you’re famous 😞✊ I know I’m not rly in the t community but I hope it’s okay I send an ask for the event?? My hobbies are reading, writing, drawing, painting, sculpting, video editing, and video games. I love psychology and literature, both classic and more recent. I also like webtoons and manwhas. I don’t like parties or big groups of people, or watching sports. I prefer one on one interaction or small groups of people, and going outdoors and exploring rather than going to a crowded place in a city. I hope it’s ok I participate in this event if I’m not too much into the t community, but I’m very much so a ler. For the fandom I’ll go with Haikyuu, platonic relationship, and I have no gender preference. Tysm in advance if you accept!! 😻😻💙💙

Waaaahh hello my dear ❤️❤️ It was such a pleasant surprise to see you participate 🥹 Thank you so so much... you're so kind and sweet and cool!!! I hope you'll enjoy your match-up ❤️🍡 *some dango for you*

🔮 For this event, I match you up with... ASAHI

🔮 Why did I choose him for you?

• First of all, Asahi is not the biggest social butterfly out there (no offense obviously) so I think you'd enjoy hanging out with one another • He's also very athletic, which means you'd be able to go out and explore all you'd like • He's also a very good listener, so you could tell him about psychology theories or interpretations of classic and modern literature • I also see him as the kind of guy who'd get invested in the books you tell him about to understand you better • You could also join the third-years during the visit to the temple for New Year's, or just hang out with them!! • I can totally see you sneaking a few pokes to Asahi's sides when he gets too anxious... it's a little subtle thing you do to make him snap out of his spiral of negative thoughts • You could also help him with his designs, since he becomes a designer and you like drawing • He'd totally use your art pieces, may it be drawings, sculptures or video edits, for his fashion lines • 6 words for you: VIDEOGAME. NIGHTS. WITH. HIM. AND. NOYA. • You could probably tickle him also when he gets too invested in his work and basically forgets he's a human being with physiological needs... you know, just to "kindly invite" him to take care of himself • I also have the feeling that Asahi would be a little more talkative with you because he'd be more comfortable with hanging out alone with you and his anxiety would be much more bearable • I see your friendship as a quiet one, full of mutual listening and quality time... both you and Asahi are the kind of friends everyone needs

🔮 Tickle scenario

The sun, the chirping birds, the fresh air, the quiet swish of a nearby torrent, the sound of your steps... this was your ideal afternoon. Just you and your best friend Asahi.

It was refreshing both for you and for Asahi. Even if he was Karasuno's ace and had gained poularity after the sudden rising of the volleyball team, he didn't exactly like the popularity or the fangirls that constantly tried to be around him. Obviously he was always respected with everyone who approached him, but sometimes he felt the need to get away and just spend some time in total peace and quiet, and when he needed that peace and quiet, you were the only person he wanted to be with.

You weren't boyfriend and girlfriend, and you've never even had a crush on one another. You were best friends, and from a certain perspective you even had a deeper bond compared to a couple who has recently started dating.

Asahi was a very quiet and reserved person, who sometimes had difficulties with expressing how he felt, but you could always tell what was going through his mind without him saying anything. The ideal afternoon for both of you was being together just the two of you reading, talking or taking a walk in the nature, just like you were doing today.

You had just reached your usual spot near the torrent, where you usually took a break before going back home. "Ah... I really needed that, thanks Asahi." You smiled thankfully at the ace, who sheepishly smiled right back at you.

"Anytime, and honestly I needed that, too." The tall guy replied, "So, how's school going? Are you doing something interesting in literature class?" He sat down on the grass and patted the spot right next to him, inviting you to sit next to him.

"Oh yeah, I really like both the author we're analyzing and how the teacher explains it!" You took your seat next to your friend, "What about you? I hope that the last year of high school isn't too brutal." "Well..." he began, "I won't deny that it's very difficult, but I'm managing!"

"I'm sure you're taking care of yourself though, right?" You inquired while raising your eyebrow in an inquisitive way. "Well..." He scratched the back of his head, and that was all you needed to hear.

"How. Many. Times. Did. I. Tell. You. That. You. Gotta. Take. Care. Of. Yourself?!" You scolded him, emphasizing every word with a poke to his torso. "Ah! He-heyyy..!" Asahi tried in vain to escape your pokes, "I-i knohow... but- no wait!"

You didn't even let him finish his excuses, you just went for his stomach and scribbled your fingers all over the soft skin, protected by the thin fabric of the shirt.

It didn't take him long to give up. Despite his menacing aspect, he was quite weak to tickling, which you obviously knew as his best friend. "AAAHAHAHAHAHA okaHAhay Ihihi gihihiveHEHEhe..!" He pleaded, and you stopped. You were feeling quite merciful. "Fine, but you better take care of yourself from now on!" You pouted.

Asahi chuckled and gave you some headpats. "Fine, fine... you win..." He laid in the grass and glanced at the clear blue sky. You did the same, but before that, you grabbed your backpack, took out a packet of nikuman and gave it to the tall guy.

"Eat this, I imagined you weren't taking care of yourself so I grabbed something from Ukai-san's shop." Asahi thanked you and stared eating immediately. "So," he said "tell me about that book you're reading..."

#350/400 followers event #milestone event #tickle matchup event #haikyuu tickle #hq tickle #asahi x reader #lee!asahi #ticklish!asahi #ler!reader #suga san 💖

[jqnny]

| Haikyuu!! Sentence Starters #1 - 5 |

- ⚠️ tk ⚠️ -

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1. ~ lee!Ushijima ler!Tendou

“Oho, does it tickle here too?” Tendou asked, brushing his finger around Ushijimas ear repeatedly, making the man flinch slightly at every touch. “N-no Tendou-san! Don’t!” Ushijima whimpered, trying to remove the red heads arm wrapped around him that was trapping him down on the bed.

“Hehehe stop trying to free yourself Ushi~ You’re gonna be here a while y’know.” Tendou teased, wiggling his nail softly behind Ushijimas ear. Ushi scrunched one of his shoulder, trying to move away from Tendou’s finger. No luck.

Tendou moved his finger to Ushijima’s neck, slowly tracing circles around the skin.

“T-Tendou-san please!” Ushi jolted at the feeling on his neck, now scrunching both of his shoulders.

“Hehe what Ushi?? What’s wrong?” He blew cold air against Ushijimas neck, making him shiver.

“Tendou-san! Dohon’t!” Ushi accidentally letter out a giggle but unfortunately for him, Tendou had good enough hearing to have heard it.

“Ooh? Was that a giggle I heard Ushi? Do that again~” Tendou used his other hand that was trapping Ushi and brushed it against his other ear.

“S-stohop! T-Tehehendou-sahan!” Ushijima suddenly realized that Tendou’s other hand wasn’t so secure on him anymore. Ushijima quickly wiggled out of Tendous trap and used this chance to escape. Ushi bolted out of the room.

‘I’ll get you next time Ushijima~’ Tendou thought as he watched his friend run out of the bedroom, making his escape.

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2. ~ lee!Oikawa ler!Iwaizumi

“I’ll give you 5 seconds to run Oikawa.” Iwa warned Tooru, holding up his fingers for countdown.

“What!? Iwa-chan I didn’t even do anything!” Oikawa said, confused on what was happening.

“5..4..3..” Iwaizumi continued to count down, ignoring Oikawas question.

Oikawa ran since he didn’t want to know what would happen. Iwaizumi did say that he had to run so it had to be something bad.

“..2..1!” Iwa finished counting and chased after Oikawa that hadn’t made much progress from getting away.

Oikawa ran into the bedroom, closed the door, and tried to lock it. Oikawas hands were shaking since he knew that Iwa was near the door.

Iwaizumi swung open the door before Oikawa was able to lock it. Iwa then launched himself at Oikawa, making both of them fall on the bed.

“I-Iwa! Don’t do this please!” Oikawa tried but struggled to wrestle Iwa off him. Iwa pins down both of Oikawas wrists together with one hand.

“Heh it’s too late now Oikawa. I’ve already caught you~ I gave you time to run y’know and you didn’t run.” Iwaizumi begins to poke Oikawa on his sides. The man giggled at the ticklish feeling that spreaded across his body in an instant.

“Iwa-chahahan! Stohohop!” Oikawa laughed, trying to break free from Hajimes grip.

“Stop trying to free yourself Oikawa. You’re going to be here for a whiiile.” Iwa said, wiggling his fingers at Oikawas side. Oikawa knew that he really was going to be there for a while.

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3. ~ lee!Daichi ler!Suga

“Daichi! Clean up your room!” Suga commanded, walking into Daichis room. Suga came over to Daichis house today to hangout and had just opened his bedroom door, revealing the messy room filled with clothes and trash on the floor.

“Don’t worry Suga, I’ll clean that up later.” Daichi said, turning the other direction knowing full well he won’t.

Suga also knew that Diachi actually wouldnt clean up his room after he leaves the house so he needs to see him clean up with his own eyes.

“No! Clean it up now Dai.” Sugawara demanded again, pulling Daichi back to his room. “Clean it now before it gets messier.”

Daichi stayed silent for a few seconds. He ran.

“Hey Daichi come back! You cant run away!” Suga said, running after Daichi.

“Nooo! I told you I’ll clean it up later!” Daichi kept running with Suga on his tail.

Daichi changed kept changing directions, running all over the house, almost tripping but was able to prevent that.

Dai eventually ran into a dead end with nowhere else to run.

“Daichi just clean up your room! Or I’ll have to make you.” Sugawara wiggled his fingers at Daichi, making the man get shivers. Suga took tiny steps towards Daichi.

“S-stay back Suga! I’ll clean my room!” Daichi tried to think of a way to get out of this situation but trying to run past Suag would fail since he could just easily catch him.

“Alright Dai, you have sealed your fate.” Suga launched forward towards Daichi and attached his wiggling hands in Daichis underarms.

“PFFT- STOHOHohop! I’ll clehehean my room! Plehehease Sugahaha!” Daichi laughed and laughed, gripping on Sugas wrists, trying to remove them from under his armpits.

“You should have cleaned your room when I told you the first time Dai~ now look what happened because you didn’t listen.” Sugawara said as he moved to Daichis sides.

“NOHOHOHohohohoho! Sugahahahahahah!” Daichi fell sideways, trying to crawl away but it just makes it tickle more since hes not easing the sensation with his arms.

Sugawara slowed down to gentle tickles so Daichi could atleast breathe a bit.

“Heheh Sugaha stohooop.” Daichi giggled, trying to pull off Sugas hands from his sides.

Then Suga finally stopped and helped Daichi off the floor.

“Now clean your room Dai. Or I’m going to tickle you again.” Suga said, walking with Daichi back to his room.

Suga turned and saw that Daichi wasn’t next to him.

He looked behind him and saw Daichi running again to not clean his room.

“Oh Daichi I’m going to get you worse this time!” Suga ran after Daichi again, trying to catch Daichi.

Daichi did end up with the same fate as the first time but worse. Just like Suga promised.

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4. lee!Kuroo ler!Tsukki

“Tsukki, where are you~” Kuroo said, scanning the empty kitchen before moving on to the bathroom.

There was so response from Tsukki. The blonde was currently hiding somewhere in the house due to a punishment he had refused to receive.

Tsukki had insulted Kuroos bedhead and Kuroo took that personally, so of couse he wouldn’t get away with it.

Kuroo continued to walk towards the bathroom while Kei stayed quiet, trying not to give away his hiding spot.

“Hmm, you’re not in here, are you Tsukki?” Kuroo asked but there was still no response.

Kuroo left the bathroom and headed towards the bedroom with clothes on the floor. Not much different from Daichi.

“Where are you hiding Tsukki?”

Still no response from Kei.

Kuroo went towards the closet and swung opened the doors. Inside was a bunch of clothes and a curled up Tsukki.

“K-Kuroo!” Tsukishima said, looking up at Nekomas captain with wide eyes.

Tsukki pushed Kuroo aside and tried making a run for it, but Kuroo got up fast enough to grab his arm to pull him back while he was still stumbling out of the closet.

“You can’t run from your punishment Tsukki~ This is what happens when you insult my hair.” Kuroo pinned down both of Tsukishimas wrists, grabbed his hips, and kneading into one of his worst spots.

“AHAHAHAH S-STOHOHOHOP KUROHOHO” Kei laughed, squirming under Kuroo while trying to full his wrists free.

“This is your punishment Kei. Now stay still and accept it.” Bedhead Kuroo squeezed Tsukkis hips before squeezing his thighs. His other worst spot.

“AHHHH STOHOHOHOHOHOP K-KUROHOHOHOHO PLEHEHEASE” Tsukki screamed, shaking his legs and turning left to right repeatedly.

“I’m not stoping until you say “Kuroo I am so sorry for insulting your hair and your hair is amazing.” Kuroo went back to kneading Tsukkis hips, making him yelp and arch away from Kuroos hand.

“WHAHAHAT!? THAHAHAHAT’S SO STUHUHUPID” Tsukishima yelled through his laughter.

“Well then I guess I’ll continue tickling you then.” Kuroo said, still squeezing Tsukishimas hips.

“AHAHA NONONOHOHO HUAHAHA”

“Say it Tsukki! Say it!” Kuroo said, switching to squeeze Tsukishimas thighs, making him go crazy.

“UGHHAHAH K-KUHUROHOHO IHIHI AM SOHORRY FOR GAHAH I-INSULTING YOUR HAHAIR AHAHAND AHAHAH” Kei choked through his words, almost going insane from all this tickling.

“C’mon Kei you’re almost there!” Kuroo said proudly, still kneading Tsukishimas thighs.

“GAHAHAH A-AHAHAND YOUR HAHAIR IHIHIS AMAHAHZIHIHING O-OKAHAY NOW STAHAHAHAP PLEHEHEHEASE” Tsukki had finally spitted out the whole sentence and so Kuroo was satisfied.

“Ok ok ok I don’t want you passing out.” Kuroo finally stopped tickling Tsukki and letted go of his grip on his wrists, pleased at the whole apology thing he had made Kei say.

Tsukishima curled into a ball once again, just like how he was like in that closet, hugging his legs towards his chest, huffing and panting after all that tickling that almost made him go insane.

“Y-Yohour the wohohorst. I can’t believe you.” Surprisingly, Tsukki even managed to get those words out with the leftover giggles in him.

“Whateverrr. Anyways get up when you’re good. I’ll go make something for us to eat.” Kuroo said, standing up and heading to the kitchen, leaving Tsukki as a puddle of giggles to recover from his attack.

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5. lee!Kageyama ler!Hinata

“Stop running Kageyama~!” Hinata said, sprinting after Kageyama.

“You stop chasing me!” Tobio answered back while running in all kinds of directions away from Hinata.

Kageyama ran up and down the hill, making a bigger space between him and Hinata.

Hinata of course, is faster than Kageyama so he was able to close up the gap pretty quickly. They ran and ran into the gym. Kageyama was pretty exhausted at this point so his legs were feeling a little weak.

Kageyama knew that Hinata would eventually catch up and of course, he did. Hinata pounced on Kageyama, making both of them fall on the hard gym floor.

“H-Hinata get off me!” Kageyama turned to his side and tried to push the orange head off of his back with his hand. Hinata rolled Kageyama back on his back and straddled him.

“Hinata you’re heavy! Get off me!” Kageyama wiggled under Shoyos straddle, trying to crawl away which was pointless.

“Hehehe now lets see how ticklish you are!” Hinata scribbled Tobios back, earning a squeal in return.

“H-Hinata! Stohop ihit!” Kageyama was giggling on the floor, trying to get Hinata off him but was unsuccessful.

“How does this feel Kageyama??” Hinata asked, continuing to scribbled all over Kageyamas back.

“Gehehet off mehe!” Kageyama waved his hand behind him to sway Hinata away.

Hinata and Kageyama hears someone coming in the gym and lifts their heads to see Asahi.

“Asahahahi-sahahan! Hehehelp mehehehe!” Tobio reaches his hand towards Asahi, signaling for help.

“Nope sorry Kageyama. I don’t want to be a part of this.” Asahi said as he walked out of the gym, leaving Kageyama and Hinata, once again alone.

“Nohohoahaha Hinata stahahap plehehease!” Kageyama pleaded, laying flat on the floor, weakened by the attack.

“Only if you promise me pork buns!” Shoya said, easing his tickles a bit.

“Okahahay fihine just stohohop!” Kageyama now had to spend his money on some pork buns for Hinata. He could get some for himself as well actually.

“Yay! You’re the best Kageyama.” Hinata finally got off from Tobios back, letting him breathe.

“Whahatever.” Kageyama slowly sat upwards after laying on the hard floor for so long.

Kageyama and Hinata left the gym to buy some pork buns as promised.

#haikyuu tickle #haikyuu!! #haikyuu sentense starters #omg guys #haikyuu tickle content

[anglosky]

・Massaging a discovery・

Lee: Namjoon

Ler: Bts

Summary:

Jungkook gives Namjoon a foot massage after noticing how much pain he was in from walking back to their hotel room.

Warnings:

| never done a foot tkl fanfic before so uh, be respectful. This is not a fetish post | tickling |

This idea was from an Anon from this <- post

I would also like to say that any further concepts, ideas, or pairings will be drabbles, which are short fanfics, due to the lack of me keeping up with longer projects that are currently sitting in my drafts.

Don't worry though! You can request a longer fanfic from me; just let me know with your idea or pairing so it doesn't accidentally turn up as a drabble!

Enjoy!

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The members were peacefully chilling in the hotel room that they booked in for. They just got done with a live concert that had them utterly exhausted, but nonetheless were proud of themselves for putting in so much effort to make Army happy.

After some time had passed, Hoseok and Yoongi decided they wanted to go down to where the drinks are, leaving the rest in the room.

"Hey, Namjoon? You looked like your feet were hurting when walking to our room, do you need a massage?" Jungkook asked softly. He knows how stressed Namjoon gets after these concerts; concerning how well he tries to hide his physical pain from using all of his stamina on stage worries the other members frequently, and Jungkook had enough of it. He was wanting to help his hyung in any way he could.

"Uhm.. Are you sure? You don't have to. I was most likely going to sleep it off." Namjoon said carefully. Due to the amount of stress he was in, he tried not to sound mad at Jungkook for a simple question due to mostly being tired ready.

"Yeah, I'm sure Hyung! You seem like you're in pain, so I just wanted to help." Jungkook reassured Namjoon. He then begun to walk up to the leader.

"If you insist.. Thank you, Jungkook-ahh." Namjoon weakly said. He went over to one of the beds and sat comfortably on it, handing Jungkook one of his socked feet.

"If I go too rough where it starts to have you in more pain then let me know, Hyung!" Jungkook said, gently grabbing the foot that was gifted to him. He sat on the floor so he was leveled evenly with the bed.

Namjoon just nodded his head slightly to Jungkook's request, and then pulled out his phone to distract himself from possibly zoning out later on in the massage.

Jungkook was careful with Namjoon. Although he was the one who asked if he wanted a massage, he still felt like there was a tiny bit of hesitation from Namjoon's voice. He wondered what that could of meant.

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Time went on as the massage was happening. That was when Hoseok and Yoongi came back in time with seven drinks for all of them.

"I'm still mad that they didn't have Sprite.. All they had was flavored water, or other soda's." Hoseok said with a dramatic pout.

"It's fine, Hoseok. We can probably get sprite on the ride back to our studio." Jimin said, giving Hoseok a reassuring pat to the back.

"You guys didn't have to get me anything. I was going to go straight to bed after Jungkook was done massaging my feet." Namjoon said. He turned his head to Yoongi who was passing out drinks to everyone with a blank face.

"The golden Maknae giving our leader a massage? I'm quite surprised." Yoongi said, giving Jungkook his drink.

"What do you mean? I'm a master at giving massages!" Jungkook said. That was when he carefully massaged The sole of Namjoon's foot that caused quite a reaction from said leader. He managed to have Namjoon flintch his captive foot back a little on instinct.

"Woah, Namjoon.. You okay?" Jungkook stopped his working hands and looked up at Namjoon with a concerning look.

This also caused a look from Yoongi who was then setting Namjoon's drink on a dresser closest to the bed that he was sitting at.

"Uh.. N-no, you're good." Was all Namjoon could say before trying to come up with an excuse. He heard Yoongi scoff at that. Although Yoongi didn't say anything, he still knew what Yoongi had thought of the situation.

"You sure? I can stop if it's hurting you too much."

"No, you can keep going if you want, you just.. surprised me was all." Namjoon then looked away from Jungkook's gaze, not knowing where to look now that this reaction made him awkward.

"If you insist, Hyung!" Jungkook said, and went back to massaging his sole.

Namjoon was prepared this time, and fought back the flintch that was wanting to let loose now that Jungkook was focusing on his sole more. It's not that Jungkook was wanting to target that spot specifically, but it was because he thought that was where the pain was resignating the most since he caused his foot to flinch like that.

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Some more time went on. Jungkook finally ceased the foot that he was massaging, and went for the other one. Surely It can't be worse than the first one he massaged, right?

While Namjoon desperately tried to suppress any reaction to Jungkook's skilled hands: Seokjin, Jimin, and Taehyung were fast asleep, while Hoseok and Yoongi were still up. They were paying attention to whatever was casted on their phones; same goes for Namjoon who was also paying attention to what was on his phone, but he was also getting tired by how well Jungkook was massaging his foot.

It was then when Jungkook went for his sole that caused another flinch, but this time, Namjoon was too tired to hold in a giggle that escaped his throat.

"Namjoon.. Are you sure you're okay? Everytime I press on your soles, you seem to flinch. And this time you.. Giggled, was it?" Jungkook said with a slight smirk. He kind of knew what was going on, but was wanting to drag it on.

".. Uhm... N-no, I'm fine.. I wasn't expecting the touch." Namjoon said awkwardly.

This caused Hoseok and Yoongi to look up at the scene that unfolded before them out of curiosity.

"Are you sure you're not just ticklish, Hyung? It's okay to be ticklish on your feet." Jungkook decided to break the barrier and just go for the question. He then emphasized his statement with a few pokes to Namjoon's sole.

"N-noho.. I'm not ticklish, Jungkook-ahh. Something on my phone just made me laugh." Namjoon tried to lie his way through the embarrassment. He saw the way that Hoseok and Yoongi were looking at him; they were wanting him to keep going, to cause more of a reaction.

"If you say so!" Jungkook said, and continued to "massage" his feet, which caused Namjoon to muffle a few giggles that were desperately wanting to escape.

Hoseok got an idea and started to rise up from where he was sat, and moved to sit next to Namjoon. He placed one arm over his shoulder, and shook his body from side to side a little to get him annoyed rather than to have him question in annoyance on why he decided to sit next to him.

Yoongi did so as well, now catching on that Jungkook wasn't going to let up on what he just found with Namjoon. He sat on the other side, but kept his hands to himself.

"What? are you guys wanting a massage too?" Jungkook said, pressing harder on Namjoon's sole, earning a gasp and a chuckle from his hyung.

"Nah, we just came over here because the bed was more comfortable than the couch. Please, do continue the massage. Don't let us distract your onslaught." Yoongi said with a playful tone in his voice. He leaned back on his elbows, motioning Hoseok to do the same so he can discuss what they should do now that they're sitting next to Jungkook's victim.

"Wow, Namjoon. You sure are finding a lot of funny content on your phone to be giggling this much!" Jungkook said, looking at Namjoon's who was now trying to cover his face with his phone without it becoming too obvious.

"Y-yuhuhup.. Juhuhust ohon a meheme hashtag-!" Namjoon said quietly, also trying to not wake up the rest who were peacefully sleeping.

"You know Hoseok, statistics state matter of factly that people are proned to be more ticklish on their feet than anywhere else on their body, did you know that?" Yoongi blurted out all of a sudden.

This made Namjoon's face turn into a light shade of pink due to embarrassment.

"Wow, Yoongi! I never realised that. I mean, I know people are ticklish on their feet, but I never knew that it's more common to be ticklish there than anywhere else on there body. Did you know that Jungkook?" Hoseok asked, trying to sound clueless to the obvious.

"I didn't know that either! At least Namjoon isn't ticklish on his feet since I'm the one giving him a massage, right hyung?" Jungkook said giving him a few pokes on his foot.

"R-rihihight, Jungkook.. Tohohotally truhue on that one!" Namjoon stumbled on his words, trying to sound like he was laughing at what was on his phone once again.

"You know, Jungkook. Massages don't typically set off people's nervous system unless they are thinking about how much a massage would tickle, or if they genuinely know that the one who massages them are doing it on purpose to make them laugh. Why don't you try it on Namjoon?" Yoongi said with a smirk.

"Uhuhm.. Noho, let's not! I'him already not tihihicklish.. And I'm getting prehetty tired Soho.. I think it's time for me to goho to bed!" Namjoon tried to excuse his way out of this torturous situation.

"Now, hold on Hyung! I think what Yoongi said was a great idea!" Jungkook said, now holding his foot with a firm grip.

"Surely this wouldn't affect you if you were ticklish!" Jungkook then scribbled his fingers on Namjoons sole, earning a gasp and a few giggles that were soon muffled into the leaders hand.

"Wow, that was a change in demeanor." Yoongi said, lifting up one of his hands to poke at Namjoon's side.

Namjoon flinched by Yoongi's touch, now being aware as to why hoseok and Yoongi sat next to him all along.

"Juhuhngkook, stohohop.. I-ihi'm nohot ticklish!" Namjoon said into his hand, fully neglecting his phone that was placed next to him on the bed, and used his other hand to also cover his mouth.

"Really, Hyung? Because I beg to differ." Jungkook then digged a single finger in the middle of his foot, and twisted it to cause a bigger reaction from his leader.

"AAH!- Juhuhunkoook, stahahahp! Ohoho myhyhy gOHOHohod!" Namjoon said, curling in on himself the best that could when his foot was currently being attacked by the Maknae of the group.

"Wow, Namjoon. As someone who claims to not be ticklish, you are really laughing up a storm there." Hoseok said, lifting up one of his hands to join in on poking at his side with Yoongi.

Namjoon ditched the plan of covering his mouth and tried to grab at Yoongi's and Hoseok's hands, but there were only so much that he could do when both members were laying back and away from Namjoon's peripheral's. The tickling from both his foot and his sides caused him to lay back, crossing his arms to protect his sides weakly, and tilted his head back.

Jungkook decided he got bored of the foot that he had, and went for the other one, but he scribbled right under his toes this time, causing Namjoon to squeal embarrassingly, from what Namjoon thought.

"AAH-! Ohohokay, ohohokay! Yohohou gohOHOHohot mehehe! Ihihi'mhm tihihicklish! Lehehet mehehe gohoho!" Namjoon said, defeated. He couldn't take it anymore, the attack on his foot was making him go insane.

This was when Yoongi and Hoseok glared at each other, and silently agreed to go for Namjoon's neck before letting him up.

"Ahahahehe! Stahahahp, stahp! Plehehehahase!" Namjoon was in ticklish agony. He scrunched up his shoulders and lifted up his hands to try and block out the offending hands that went for his neck and collarbone area.

"Guys!" A member could be heard from the other bed with an annoyed tone in their voice. They all collectively turned their heads over to where they heard the voice.

Everyone had also stopped from what they were doing, but they still had their hands on Namjoon to keep him from getting up. This had the leader tense up, still giggling up a storm from their earlier onslaught.

"I get it, our leader has the cutest and most contagious laughter and smile, but I'm trying to sleep, guy's! And so are the others. Go to bed!" Seokjin said, turning around and dragging the blanket that was covering him with. A pink hue started to creep up on Namjoon by the oldest's comment.

That was when jungkook, Yoongi, and Hoseok let go of Namjoon to let him breath and calm down.

"Is your feet feeling better, hyung?" jungkook said in a kind of apologetic manner. He looked up at Namjoon, looking as innocent as ever like he didn't just tickle him to death.

"Aha little bihit.. Buhut don't doho that again!" Namjoon said, lightly kicking Jungkook which caused the youngest to loose his balance on the floor.

"Now then, I'm going to bed you three! Goodnihight." Namjoon chuckled, and placed his phone on the night stand next to his drink, and layed down to peacefully go to sleep.

Hoseok got up to lay on the cough, but Yoongi suggested for him to sleep on the bed with Namjoon and Jungkook. He silently agreed and went over to the bed where Jungkook was fixing to lay on as well.

They all peacefully slept for tomorrow that awaited them more chaos.

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Tickletober Day 11: Endurance

Lee: Kiyoko

Ler: Yachi

Ship: Romantic

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“Yoko?”

“Yes”

“How come you don’t do track anymore”

“Oh well it’s because, I tore my acl when I had jumped over a hurdle, and so I had to sit out for like 8 or 9 months. I still had to train my leg to function properly I couldn’t jump right back into track, so when Suga, Asahi, and Daichi needed a volleyball manger. I offered since I had nothing better to do and plus I would be able to hangout with them. What made you ask?” Kiyoko explained. She was confused on what made her girlfriend randomly ask her that.

“Nothing I had just heard that from Daichi, and I’m sorry that happened” Yachi apologized.

“Aww Darling there’s nothing to be sorry about all you did was ask a question” Kiyoko chuckled as she gave her a kiss.

“And I’m probably a bit rusty anyways like my form, my speed, timing, and endurance stuff like that” Kiyoko giggled.

“Whaddya mean? You’re still fast and your endurance is outstanding” yachi complimented.

“Thankyou well I’m flattered, but I still would need to get back in shape in order to try out and make a team” Kiyoko smiled, blushing at the compliment.

“I can help you with your endurance”

“What you gonna run with me? That’s sweet but you don’t have to” Kiyoko asked, before answering her own question. Happy that her girlfriend wants to ‘help’ her.

“Nooooo I’m not running, buuuuut you’ll be laughing” yachi hinted with a grin on her face, before pouncing onto Kiyoko.

“Wait whAHAt yahahachi” she was confused until yachi scribbled at her sides.

“Yes lover girl~? That’s my name” Yachi teased.(she learned this confidence stuff from Tanaka and noya)

“Why ahahahare yohohou dohohoing thihis”

“Aww you forgot I already told you, I’m helping you with your endurance” Yachi said, with a smug look on her face (which she learn from Tanaka).

“Hohohow is thihihis hehehehelping?!”

“Baby~ I am tickling you, which takes LOTSS of stamina. Aka which is helping you reach your endurance level that you want.” Yachi rambled on with her lie, only to enjoy her girlfriends laughter.

Before Kiyoko had gotten the little bit of strength she had left, to grab Yachi’s tickly hands.

“Haha I stihill got ihit”

“Woah your endurance is amazing even better than Sho’s” her eyes twinkled, she looked around to see if he heard what she just said.

“Yeah now let’s test out how well you can Endure tickling” kiyoko wiggled her fingers at her.

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