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jokertrap-ran · 3 months

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[うたプリライエモ] Uta no Prince-sama LIVE EMOTION 2024 Birthday Greetings Translation (Side: ST☆RISH)

*T/N: I did this on a whim but I did promise some utapri content, so.

Otoya: It’s finally the day! I’ve been waiting for this day to come!

Otoya: Because it’s your birthday, of course! And that’s why I’m gonna throw you the best celebration ever!

Otoya: But first, let’s start with this. Happy birthday! Love ya!

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Masato: Today’s your birthday, right? I’m glad to be able to celebrate such an important day with you.

Masato: I’m sure everyone has already wished you a happy birthday, so I hope mine will be an unforgettable one.

Masato: Happy birthday. I hope I can help maintain that smile of yours forever.

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Natsuki: Happy birthday! You’re shining remarkably brightly today. Or is it because I’m in a supremely good mood?

Natsuki: I wish to thank you for being born, and for meeting me.

Natsuki: I want to hold on tightly to this joy and continue watching you up close, closer than anyone else out there.

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Tokiya: Today is a brilliant day, isn’t it? I suppose you can call it your one day of welcoming the new year.

Tokiya: Happy birthday. Since it’s such a special day, allow me to fulfill your wishes.

Tokiya: You can ask anything of me. There’s no need to hold back. Of course, if it’s something of the passionate nature…

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Ren: Happy birthday. Even I get excited on such a special day.

Ren: I’m going to ask you out for a special date before this jig is up. Allow me to take you out for the day.

Ren: I’ve made lots of preparations for this day, so it’s safe to say that you can look forward to it. I think you’ll come to enjoy what I have planned.

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Syo: Happy birthday! How about entrusting today’s schedule to me?

Syo: I’ll make it the best day of your life. Yeah, I swear I will! So… let’s spend today together, okay?

Syo: I’ve already made plans for us to do all the stuff you like, so… I’m just waiting for you to give me the green light.

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Cecil: Of course, I have something to tell you when it’s your birthday. Will you hear me out?

Cecil: Kongristore! A word of congratulations filled with utmost love, reserved only for today.

Cecil: Let’s spend time alone together after this. It’s still not enough. I want to convey more of my feelings to you.

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ticklygiggles · 3 months

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Name it | RenMasa

A/N: @ppystkposts someone admires you from afar and wanted me to write this little fic with a favorite pairing of yours! I hope you like it, cutie! I'm so so so so sorry in advance if they're a bit too ooc, I promise I did my best! I hope you enjoy this and also, big thanks to your admirer that commissioned this! ❤️

Summary: just two roommates, (or something else?), having fun.

Words: 2k+

For some reason, Masato couldn't take his eyes off Ren.

He watched his roommate walk into the bathroom with a towel and his pajama hanging from one arm. He came out only a few minutes later in only his pants; small droplets of water trickled from his soaked hair all the way to the muscles of his stomach. Masato followed the path of the drops until his cheeks became a little hot and he looked away just as Ren threw himself face down on the bed. Ren groaned tiredly, snuggling into his pillow and making Masato cringe a bit, seeing how wet the fabric was getting.

It had been a normal day, but Ren seemed exceptionally tired, even though he had spent most of the morning fast asleep, barely aware of the noise Masato made as he moved around the room. Night had fallen once again, perhaps a little too quickly, and Masato felt that his day had not been productive at all; even after he had taken a shower as well, he felt a heaviness in his body that made him feel uncomfortable.

His eyes left his phone to fall on Ren's back, it moved slowly up and down with each breath, but he was not asleep, as he was looking at Masato with a smile on his face. Masato felt his face redden and looked away once again, making Ren chuckle.

“What are you doing, Hijirikawa?” Ren asked lazily.

“I was just checking social media– you're gonna get sick with your hair wet like that,” he said, looking at Ren again, his hair still dripping.

“Hmm? It'll be fine. Unless you want to help me dry it?” He teased with a bright grin and Masato rolled his eyes, but then his eyes landed on Ren's. Masato wasn't doing anything in particular at that moment and he thought that maybe helping Ren dry his hair would help him get rid of that unpleasant feeling of a wasted day.

He stood up and Ren jumped a little, surprised. “W-Wait, are you actually going to do it?!”

“Hmm?” Masato hummed, straddling Ren’s waist. “You don't want me to?”

“N-No, it's alright, I guess. It's just that- ack!”

Masato grabbed the towel around Ren's neck and pulled it over his head, roughly rubbing his strawberry blonde hair. He wasn't being truly rough, his touch was light, yet quite fast, and he expected Ren to whine about it some more, but after saying Masato's name once, he simply melted undee his hands. Masato felt something inside his chest, a tingle that made him smile softly as he dried Ren's hair, rubbing the top of his head, the back and the long strands sticking to the skin of his neck.

“That feels nice,” Ren mumbled, and Masato could hear the smile on his lips under the towel. “Although you're gonna mess up my hair.”

Masato chuckled. “I can also brush it, if you want.”

“... Yeah… that'd be nice.”

Masato was not someone who showed his feelings so easily. Years and years of a strict life had taught him how to keep his feelings within and he refused to share them for fear of not being reciprocated, but with Ren… with Ren everything was different, somehow. With Ren, he felt like he could show a little more; it gave him freedom that he didn't usually feel with almost anyone and he knew that Ren was the same. When they were together, responsibilities, expectations, fears, everything disappeared and they could enjoy moments of peace, without pressure, finding comfort in each other’s embrace.

However, their relationship still didn't have a name. Were they roommates? Of course. Were they lovers? Well... Masato would say yes for sure, but he wasn't sure how or when it had happened and he thought maybe it was too lame to ask Ren ‘what I am to you?’ or ‘what are we?’, besides it wasn't completely necessary to label what they had, especially when you were in the eye of the public, but-

“Hehehe, what are you doing?”

Masato blinked, his hands had moved down to pat Ren's back dry. The ginger squirmed softly, giggling quietly as Masato brushed too close to his sides with the towel. Ah, of course, Ren was so ridiculously ticklish.

He chuckled, his touch a bit more firm. “I'm just drying your back too, do you even dry yourself after showering?”

“I do! I was just… too lazy to do it today.”

“Mhmm. Of course you were.”

Ren's back was broad and Masato could see the little bumps his muscles created and the little dips between each rib. His eyes quickly scanned every detail of Ren's back, his honey skin made a pretty contrast with Masato's milky one… yeah, they really didn't need to label their relationship, but…

“Are you tired?” Masato asked gently, throwing the towel aside once he thought he was completely dry.

“Hmm, you could say so. I feel a little tense.”

Masato was glad Ren couldn't see him perking up like a little dog. “Then, would you like me to give you a massage?”

“Eh~?” Ren turned his head back to look at Masato with a bright smile. “Would you do that?! Don't even worry about brushing my hair, I do want a massage!”

Masato chuckled, nodding once. “Fine. Let me get some lotion first.”

He gracefully unclimbed off Ren and opened one of his drawers to put out a bottle of lavender scented lotion he used at night to help him relax. Ren took the opportunity to settle in better; he laid down right in the center of the single bed, his head resting on one of his pillows and his hands were lost under it. He was looking at Masato curiously, his feet moving a little with excitement.

Masato chuckled as he took a seat on Ren's lower back again. “Let me warm the lotion a little bit. It will not only feel better on the skin, but also it won't be annoying. Don't worry,” he said, pouring the lotion on the palm of his left hand, “my hands are warm.”

“It's okay, Masa,” Ren said with a laugh in his voice and Masato felt a little shy. “I'm sure it'll feel good.”

Masato vigorously rubbed his palms together to warm up the lotion and spread it all over his hands and fingers, once ready, he placed his palms firmly against Ren's shoulders and squeezed. Ren sighed pleasantly and relaxed immediately as Masato's fingers worked on his shoulders. Thumbs pressed at the base of his neck, rubbing the nape and surprisingly finding some knots that he gladly dissolved.

“Haaaaaah, that feels so good, Hijirikawa,” Ren mumbled, his words slurring a bit and his mouth salivating a bit too much.

Masato laughed softly as he continued working Ren's neck and shoulders, gently kneading and rubbing the muscles. Ren seemed to be falling asleep, his breathing was becoming even and his legs would twitch lightly every now and then. Masato was very good at massages, it was a skill he was proud of, even though he didn't often say it.

Once he thought Ren's shoulders had had enough, he poured more lotion into his hands and brushed his fingertips down the other's back and Masato jumped out of his skin when the silence was suddenly filled with a bright, surprised giggle.

“Th-Thahahat tihickles!” Ren giggled, squirming slightly as Masato's fingers rested at the base of his spine.

Masato rolled his eyes affectionately. He couldn't believe, after all this time, Ren was still so painfully ticklish. He remembered a few tickle fights they both had in the past and he chuckled to himself remembering not losing a single one to an extremely ticklish Ren that would give up with just a poke to his side.

Masato couldn't lie, he had a blast tickling Ren back then. Hearing his high-pitched laughter, slightly different from even his voice as a kid, always made him smile and giggle himself. It was so bright and sweet, Masato couldn't get enough of it. Ren ticklishness was, simply put, adorable.

“You're always so ticklish.”

Ren giggled, his cheeks flushing. “I cahan't help it, I guess one just doesn't grow out of- ahahaha! M-Mahahasahaha!”

Masato brushed his blunt nails up Ren's spine. The skin broke into goosebumps and Ren giggled, squirming and jolting as the soft touch spread towards that soft spot near his sides. Ren pressed his arms against his sides, laughing like a child and squirming like a fish out of water.

“Hihihi- Hihiji- ahaha! Wahahait uhuhup!” His legs kicked behind Masato as he desperately tried to squirm away.

“Would you stop moving? In trying to give you a massage here,” Masato teased, his fingers starting to knead at Ren's sides, making his laughter increase in volume and pitch. “I can see you have a lot of knots here. Let me get rid of them for you, okay?”

It wasn't common for Masato to behave like this, but he couldn't help it. How could he resist Ren's laughter once it had escaped his lips? That was not possible. His fingers easily found all those super sensitive spots on Ren's sides and all the techniques that he had learned about in their childhood. Rapid pokes up his sides would make him kick his legs and cackle loudly, soft scribbling and pinching would make him let out bubbly giggles that made him hiccup, but no matter what spot he touched, Masato would always get a reaction from Ren.

“I think you're very ticklish for a massage,” Masato said, chuckling to himself and Ren shook his head.

“Y-You ahahare tihihicklihing m- no! Not there! Nohohot thehere! N-Nohohot my r-rihihibs!”

Taking advantage of how easily his fingers slid over Ren's skin thanks to the lotion, Masato sneaked his hands between Ren's body and the bed and he easily found the front of his ribcage, right under his pectoral area. He clawed at the sensitive skin, knowing perfectly well that that spot was one of the most ticklish in his body, if not the number one.

“I think your ribs also need a little massage,” Masato said, leaning closer to Ren's head. “Let me just make sure you don't- oh!”

Ren used his hands to lift his torso, and Masato took the chance to tickle the whole length of Ren's ribcage, causing him to fall back down against the bed, twisting from side to side as he tried to push Masato's hands away, loud, cackling laughter erupting from his lips nonstop.

“That was wild,” Masato teased with a chuckle, his blunt nail skittering across Ren's ribcage. “You should be careful, you almost hit my head.”

“Masatogetoffmepleaseahahaha!”

“That doesn't make any sense, why don't you- ack!”

He should have known. As soon as his fingers brushed Ren's lower ribs, he finally was able to stand up in ticklish desperation, making Masato fall from his back onto the bed. Masato was a little dazed, so he couldn't do anything when Ren grabbed both of his wrists in one of his hands and raised his arms above his head. Masato gasped, but before any words could come out of his mouth, Ren was tickling his armpits, making him throw his head back in hysterical laughter.

“Hehe,” Ren chuckled, still breathless after the tickle attack Masato had made him go through. “Did you think I didn't remember how ticklish you are here, Hijirikawa? Now die!”

“J-Jinguji!” Masato gasped out before he fell into loud laughter again. “Jihihinguhuhuji! S-Stohohop thihis instahant or ehehelse I- AHAHA! Ren! RenRenRehehen, plehehase!”

“Oh you want me to stop? Let me think, did you stop when I asked you to?”

“You dihihidn't ahahask me t-to s-stohohop!”

Masato could hear Ren's cheeks turning pink as the tickling only worsened. Ren's fingers scribbled against his right armpit briefly before jumping to the left one, there he poked the barely protected skin, making Masato shriek, before he jumped back to the right one, provoking a cacophony of laughter and shrieks as Masato danced from left to right.

His own cheeks were starting to heat up. He tried to hide his face against the inside of his arm, but the tickling forced his head back to let the laughter flow out from his very core. He was going insane. He wasn't as ticklish as Ren, but he was not used to the sensation, especially not like this. Tears of laughter quickly started to run the sides of Masato's face and with an embarrassingly loud snort, he started to beg again.

“I'm s-sohohorry! I'm sohohohorry, REHEN! P-Plehehease, no m-mohOHOre! Not thehehehere, plehehase!”

“Hmm, you won't try anything funny again?” Masato couldn't see, but Ren had a huge smile on his face. He shook his head desperately. “You promise?”

“Dahahammit, Jihihinguhuhuji, I'm- ack! Nono! In sohohohorry! I prohohomise! I PROHOHOMISE!”

The tickling stopped and as he caught his breath, Masato felt the bed sinking beside him as Ren laid down as well, their shoulders touching. The only sound filling the room was their rapid breathing, and after a moment, complete silence enveloped them.

“Hey,” Ren said softly, his pinky curling around Masato's. “That was fun.”

Masato looked at their intertwined fingers and then up at Ren's face, he was smiling sweetly at him and something in Masato's tummy fluttered. He smiled back, letting out a chuckle through his nose.

“Yeah, I guess it was,” he said and they both chuckled, staring at each other’s eyes.

Yeah… it really didn't matter what their relationship was, Masato simply didn't want it to end.

“Ack! N-No! Masa- ahahahaha! Not ahahagahahain!”

“You can keep having some more fun, Ren.”

In the end, being together like this was more than enough for him and he hoped, in the bottom of his heart, that Ren felt the same way towards him.

#utapri #uta no prince sama #hijirikawa masato #jinguji ren #renmasa #ticklish!ren #ticklish!masato #tickle fic #tickling #mia's things #commissions

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