#okay but Lee is cute

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ「 ༄៎ .*ೃ 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒: male x Lee, canon-divergence? perhaps, explicit content if you squint hard enough, my own commandant (Zenas) because using the same pronouns can be confusing. ㅤㅤㅤ〔NO BETA〕ㅤㅤ MDNI！

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: so, you know the horns? well, now it's the back... you need to read the horns one since it's lowkey a continuation of it.

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Zenas was not having it today. Honestly speaking, he's never having it actually, because every day in Babylonia seemed like hell with all the work he has to do no matter what hour of the day, not to mention dealing with dipshits believing they are some superior beings just for having a “title”.

His anger piling up with each passing second and the lack of proper sleep didn't help, not even a bit. Unfortunately, skipping work wasn't part of his options, considering he had already postponed finishing some maintenance and files. But that didn't mean he couldn't have a few minutes of free time in between and relax a bit in the lounge.

Lee's new frame maintenance was over as well. He was now back to Hyperreal however that means he was also having double the jobs to take care of, as the only frame that could fight directly with the virus without getting infected and corrupted, almost every team in Babylonia wanted him. It was definitely not something Zenas was loving. Lee was his.

So, after working for five minutes, he decided it was time for a well deserved break of an hour. Humming a song he couldn't remember when he heard it first, his legs were taking him to his favourite room, where his favourite construct was now either reading a complicated book about maths just for fun or…working. In any case, Zenas wanted to see him.

Reaching the door, he knocked twice and waited for a response, a calm voice that'd let him in. But nothing came. He went for another two knocks, this time, he added more strength, waited again. Silence. Overly anxious and worried that something might have happened to Lee, he rushed inside. The room was clean and not a single book was out of its place. It was too quiet.

He slowly made his way and there he was. Constructs don't need to sleep, they don't feel tired, but Lee was… sleeping? Or you could say he was in some hibernation mode, he would usually do that when his M.I.N.D was overloaded from working outside, on earth. Sitting on a chair, his arms crossed over the table and his head resting on them. His eyelashes would flicker a little, as if he wanted to wake up but couldn't, blond hair a bit messed up. He looked extremely adorable.

Zenas’ eyes roamed around and stopped at his back. Lee's jacket had a back window cutout, so it was exposed. He could see the details of his frame as well as that blue light coming from specific parts. There was an itching sensation on Zenas' fingers, he wanted to touch. His hand was a few centimetres from Lee's back when he suddenly felt a deja vu. Didn't he do something similar before? Oh, right, how could I forget. Palefire's horn…

He thought, and kept thinking. If Palefire's horn were so sensitive, then what about his back? The more he looked at his back, the more he wanted to try and test his theory. Might as well risk it all if it means he would get a similar reaction. So, not restraining himself, Zenas let his mind go free and his hand rested on Lee's back. Fingertips tracing every single line with a delicacy he never had before for anyone else.

There was no reaction, probably because Lee was in that state but when he was already thinking of retracting his hand a soft moan filled the room. Zenas' hand stopped, and then moved his finger again. Another moan. He was smiling, as expected, his back was also sensitive and that single thought started to consume his sanity and left nothing but desire to keep teasing the blond Construct.

ㅤㅤㅤ“What do you think you're doing?”

The voice startled him, Lee was awake, and he was fucking angry.

ㅤㅤㅤ“Fucking hell, you scared the shit out of me.” Zenas answered, giggling at the situation. Because yes, Lee was angry but he also knew the boy would never do anything to him, and if Zenas was brutally honest, Lee looked hot.

ㅤㅤㅤ“You didn't answer my question.” he said, standing from the chair and taking some distance by walking a bit further away from the human, his hands already tapping on a screen.

ㅤㅤㅤ“You're sensitive all over. Just wanted to tease you.”

Denying it was stupid. Besides, he knew Lee very well, and he was completely sure the boy was flustered as hell because he would always resort to work and focus on whatever is in front of him in order to avoid eye contact. That's what he was going now, looking away, pretending to be focused on something else and ignoring Zenas' presence in the room.

But Lee was too fully aware. His cheeks were red and he hated himself for being so damn weak. Zenas was shortening the distance between them, there was nowhere to run or hide, Lee's mechanical heart was beating way too fast for his own good.

He felt shivers the moment the human's fingers touched his back again. Tracing in circles and Lee couldn't avoid remembering that day when he was messing around with Palefire's horn, how he was touching him, how Lee reacted to that and what he said before leaving. No amount of cold water could've subdued the heat climbing up to his body.

ㅤㅤㅤ“Are you thinking about that day?” Zenas whispered in his ears, soft lips touching him, that familiar voice reverberated inside of him, echoing and leaving marks. He gripped tightly the pen he was writing some reports and broke it in pieces.

ㅤㅤㅤ“Shall we continue, babe?” Zenas said, keeping one of his hands on Lee's back, while the other was going into places Lee wished he didn't have.

The human's body was hot, pressed against Lee and the latter was losing it. He could feel his pulse reaching a speed he never experienced, not even when fighting the most difficult and dangerous ascendant out there. It was hard to keep his voice down, especially when Zenas was leaving pepper kisses all over his neck, ears, and one of his hands playfully touching his inner thighs.

Zenas was a bit impatient but he didn't want to rush anything, it was really difficult to hold himself back. He grabbed Lee by his waist and forced him to face him. Eyes locked, the Construct's eyes had tears formed already, his cheeks tinted of the brightest red, parted lips and soft pink marks on his neck. It was an amazing sight indeed. Zenas lowered his body a bit, and in the blink of an eye Lee was sitting on the desk with Zenas between his legs. The light kisses from before were now more aggressive, tongue tracing every single tooth. Muffled moans coming out of Lee, both of his hands firmly grasping Zenas' hair and his legs wrapped around the human's waist.

It was too hot. Lee felt like his frame and M.I.N.D were about to explode due to the excessive heat he was feeling. But he didn't want Zenas to stop. He didn't care if others could hear them, he didn't care if he was losing his cool. Right now he just wanted to get fucked by his favourite human.

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〔 🎐 〕... 𝚜𝚘, 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚑. 𝚒 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠 𝚋𝚞𝚝, 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢, 𝚒 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚒𝚗 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕.

〔 🎐 〕 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙸 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝙿𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚗(𝚢). 𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝙸'𝚖 𝚜𝚘 𝚊𝚠𝚔𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠.

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✶ ꒰ ENHYPEN REACTION WHEN YOU PRANK HIM BY SAYING "I LIKE YOU" AND NOT "I LOVE YOU"

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𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆

as you're about to leave, you casually throw out, "i like you," with a playful grin, watching heeseung’s reaction carefully. he stops in his tracks, eyes narrowing slightly. “wait… like?” he repeats, blinking a few times as if trying to process what you just said. “yeah, i like you,” you say again, suppressing the giggle threatening to spill out. his face scrunches up in confusion, a hint of panic in his eyes. “just like?” he asks, tilting his head, his voice quieter now, like he's genuinely concerned. you stay quiet, biting your lip to keep from laughing, letting the silence drag on just a little longer. “so, what happened to ‘i love you’?” he finally asks, his hands fidgeting with the hem of his shirt, his pout making him look almost too adorable. you shrug nonchalantly, still not giving in, and his eyes widen. “wait, no way… did i do something wrong? baby, come on, talk to me,” he pleads, stepping closer and gently cupping your face. his brows are furrowed, lips pursed in worry, and you can’t hold it in any longer. bursting into laughter, you lean into his touch. “i’m just teasing you, hee! of course i love you!” you finally admit. his shoulders relax as he lets out a deep sigh of relief, pulling you into his arms. “you almost gave me a heart attack!” he grumbles, nuzzling his face into your neck. “but fine, you win this time,” he adds, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek, “but you owe me an extra 'i love you' now.”

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𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐉𝐀𝐘

as you grab your bag and head for the door, you turn back to jay with a casual wave. "okay, gotta go, i like you, bye bye," you say quickly, almost slipping out the door before you hear his voice, a little louder than usual. "you what?" jay's tone is incredulous, and you freeze, your hand still on the doorknob. turning around, you see him standing there with one eyebrow raised, arms crossed over his chest. "i like you?" you repeat, acting innocent, but the mischievous grin tugging at your lips gives you away. he steps closer, his eyes narrowing playfully as he leans against the doorframe. "no, that’s not what you usually say. what happened to ‘i love you’?" he teases, his voice softening. you shrug, trying to keep up the act, but your heartbeat quickens when he gently grabs your wrist, pulling you closer. "come on, i need to hear it properly," he murmurs, his gaze locked on yours. biting your lip, you finally give in. "fine, i love you, happy now?" you say, trying to sound annoyed, but your smile betrays you. jay grins, leaning in to press a quick kiss to your lips. "much better. now you can go," he says, letting go of your wrist but keeping his eyes on you until you walk out the door.

𝐒𝐈𝐌 𝐉𝐀𝐊𝐄

as you're about to head out the door, you glance back at jake with a cheeky smile and say, "i like you, bye bye." his reaction is instant—he grabs your hand and pulls you back, his eyes narrowing in playful confusion. "wait, you what?" he asks, raising an eyebrow. "i like you," you repeat, trying to act casual, but the grin on your face is a dead giveaway. jake looks at you like you're crazy, crossing his arms. "why ‘i like you’? we’re dating because we like each other?" he teases, his tone a mix of disbelief and amusement. you nod, still keeping up the act. "yup, i like you. that’s why we’re dating," you reply, trying not to laugh. jake steps closer, shaking his head as he narrows his eyes. "no, no. why just ‘like’? where’s the ‘love’? like?" he says, his voice almost pleading. "because i like you," you say again, biting your lip to hide your smile. jake lets out a dramatic sigh, then gently cups your face, bringing you closer. "well, i love you, okay? like is not enough," he says softly, his thumb brushing your cheek. "you better say the right word next time." you laugh, finally giving in. "okay, fine, i love you, happy now?" he grins, leaning in to kiss you. "much better. now you can go, but don’t forget it next time."

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍

as you're about to walk out the door, you glance back at sunghoon with a playful smile and say, "i'll see you later, i like you, bye!" before quickly turning to leave. sunghoon blinks, processing your words for a moment, before calling out, "wait... what?" his brows furrow as he stands there, clearly confused. "well, i hope you like me, but do you... love me?" he asks, his voice soft but laced with curiosity. you pause, turning around with a teasing grin. "yeah, that’s why I’m saying it—i like you. now, gimme a kiss," you reply, stepping closer. sunghoon lets out a small, amused laugh and leans down to give you a quick, soft kiss. as you pull away, he gently cups your face, looking into your eyes. "i love you," he says with a smile, his tone sweet and sincere. you can't help but grin as you respond, "i like you." sunghoon shakes his head, laughing under his breath, but the sparkle in his eyes tells you he’s completely smitten. "you’re impossible," he murmurs, still holding onto you for a second longer before finally letting you go.

𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐎𝐎

as you slip on your jacket, ready to head out, sunoo watches you with his usual playful smile, eyes glinting with curiosity. "angel," he calls out softly, stepping closer. you turn to face him, heart pounding a bit faster, and instead of your usual "i love you," you say, "i like you." he blinks, clearly caught off guard, his lips curling into a smirk. "no love?" he teases, leaning in, voice low and mischievous. "i said i like you," you repeat, trying to hold back a grin. he pouts dramatically, crossing his arms. "just like? what happened to love?" you roll your eyes, stepping closer, poking his chest lightly. "you're being so dramatic." he huffs, still pouting. "well, i like you too, angel. but you better give me 'love' next time." shaking your head, you start to walk away, but he grabs your hand, pulling you back into a quick hug. "fine, but don't forget to miss me while you're gone," he mumbles against your hair, squeezing you tightly before letting go with a soft smile.

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐖𝐎𝐍

as you grab your bag, jungwon looks up from his phone, an expectant smile on his face. "you're leaving already?" he asks, playfully pouting. you nod, standing by the door with your shoes halfway on. "yeah, i’ll see you later," you say, adding casually, "i like you, wonnie." his brows furrow immediately. "like me?" he stands up, crossing the room in a few steps. "hold on, like? what happened to love?" there’s a teasing glint in his eyes, but you know he’s a bit serious. you laugh, leaning into the doorframe. "what? you’re cute, so i like you," you say, drawing out the words to mess with him. "wow, i see how it is. no 'i love you' today, huh?" he shoots you a playful glare. you grin, stepping closer to ruffle his hair. "you’ll survive, baby. i’m sure of it." but before you can turn away, jungwon catches your wrist, pulling you close. "nope, not good enough." he leans in, lips brushing your ear as he whispers, "you’ll have to say 'i love you' before you leave, or i’m not letting you go." his warm breath sends shivers down your spine, and with a laugh, you cave in. "okay, okay. i love you, won." his smile widens, satisfied. "that’s more like it."

𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐀 𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐈

ni-ki grab your wrist just as you’re about to leave, and he turns around with that familiar smirk already on his lips. “did you just say ‘i like you’?” he asks, pretending to be offended. you shrug, trying to act nonchalant. “yeah, what’s wrong with that?” his eyes narrow as he crosses his arms, clearly amused. “we’ve been together this long and that’s all i get? just ‘i like you’?” you roll your eyes, knowing he’s not going to let it go. “oh, come on, ni-ki. ‘like’ is still a compliment!”he steps closer, his expression teasing. “yeah, well, it’s not enough. i’m waiting for the big three words, you know.” you sigh, trying to hide the grin tugging at your lips. “fine, i like you and i love you. happy now?” his smirk grows wider, and he tilts his head like he’s considering it. “yeah, i guess that’ll do for now.”

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Rainy Day

Characters: Lee!Yuji, Ler!Nanami, Sukuna(only in Yuji's head), Megumi, Nobara, Inumaki (because I love this little dork, okay? lol) Genre: Comfort <3 Word Count: 3166 Summary: Yuji Is super down today, that and he's not been sleeping well due to the nightmares he's been having. His friends, concerned about him go to Nanami with their concerns, and the stoic teacher takes it upon himself to cheer Itadori up. A/N: Hey, Curse here! This was originally intended to be part of the Amusement Park Aftermath fic, but I couldn't organically fit it in so I split them up... so that's why there are similarities in the setting. Enjoy!

Though the mood had been upbeat and calm in the days before, today it seemed as though a rain cloud loomed over Jujutsu Tech-- both figuratively and literally. Everyone seemed a bit more somber today.

Even Yuji wasn’t immune to the effects as he gazed out his window at the bleak gray sky, winds whipping the trees around and causing the leaves to drift around with reckless abandon.

He sighed softly, leaning over and resting his face on his palms as he watched the gloominess outside from the edge of his bed.

He heard his door open, but didn’t turn around or acknowledge it. Nobara and Megumi had been peeking in on him periodically to make sure he was still alive, clearly unused to the pink haired teen being a recluse.

“He’s still moping.” Megumi sighed.

“Should we go get Gojo sensei?” Nobara asked.

“We want to cheer him up, not make him worse.”

“I dunno, he seems pretty good at this kind of thing...”

Inumaki poked his head into the room with them, signing as he spoke. “Bonito flakes…” Megumi is right… “Mustard Leaf.” Gojo would just overwhelm him more.

“Well, do you have a better idea?”

Inumaki paused, the blonde tapped his chin as he became deep in thought. Nobara shot Megumi a look that screamed; ‘this is who we’re taking ideas from?’ as she gestured to the other teen.

“Tuna mayo?” Maybe Nanami can help?

“If Gojo can’t help, what makes you think Nanami sensei can?”

“He’s right.” Megumi nodded in agreement with Toge’s idea. “Nanami is our best bet. If something serious is going on, Yuji might be more comfortable talking to Nanami about it.”

Inumaki nodded his head, looking quite pleased with himself as Nobara sighed. “Fine, let’s go find him…” With that, the trio headed to Nanami’s classroom and explained the worrying situation to him.

“That explains why he hasn’t been blowing my phone up this morning…” He sighed softly. Yuji had a bad habit of spamming his phone with an overabundance of positive texts, or any and all memes he found that he thought were funny… most of the time they weren’t.

“I’ll go talk to him,” He nodded, standing up from his desk. “Thank you for coming to me.”

Back In Yuji’s room, he had actually started to doze off watching the rain fall down his window when there was a knock at his door. He sighed, trying to ignore their efforts.

There was another knock, this one softer and a bit more hesitant than the first. 

“Guys, I’m not dead in here. you can stop checking on me.” He called out, half asleep.

“Itadori?”

Yuji perked up at the sound of the voice. “Nanamin?”

“Is it alright if I come in?”

The pinkette nodded, but realized he couldn’t see him. “Yeah, you can come in.” he responded, turning around to look at the door.

Nanami walked in and closed the door behind him, assessing Yuji carefully for any signs of distress. “I haven’t heard from you In a while… I wanted to check in on you.” He said, his voice softer than usual.

Itadori smiled a little, and when he did, Nanami could see just how exhausted the teen looked. “Yeah, sorry… I haven’t been on my phone.”

That in and of itself was alarming.

The blonde teacher approached him cautiously. “Yuji, you look like you haven’t been sleeping.” He observed out loud. “Is everything alright?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.” Itadori brushed off his concern, trying to shake off the fatigue. “Just didn’t sleep well last night.”

“Watching too many Jennifer Lawrence movies, again?” There was a note of teasing on his words as he spoke to the pink haired boy. (Okay, more than a note.)

Yuji felt his face heat up. “Noooo…” He subtly nudged his chair to conceal a stack of Jennifer Lawrence movies he had in fact been watching the night before. 

Nanami, of course, saw this. He let out a small chuckle as he idly picked up one of Itadori’s blankets from the floor, folding it as he spoke. “Yuji, if something is bothering you… you know you can talk to me, right?” He asked, glancing up at the teen as he neatly set it down on the bed. “Even if you think it’s something minor…”

Yuji bit his lip and looked back out the window. “Yeah… I know that…It’s just my thoughts are so scrambled right now… I don’t even know how to start talking about what’s bothering me...”

Nanami frowned, picking up another blanket and approaching the pinkette with it. He carefully draped it around him and sat down next to him. “I understand…”

A memory flickered to the forefront of his mind, he recalled saying something similar to his best friend when he was Yuji’s age. Haibara had responded by looking for the fluffiest, most comforting blanket he could find in their dorm room and damn near smothered Kento with it as he wrapped him up in it and hugged him tightly.  

It was times like this that he wished Yu had still been alive, he’d be much better at this sort of thing than he was… “I’m sorry.” Kento said softly, his hands firmly grasping his students shoulders. “Is there anything I can do to help?”

Yuji looked at the window, the rain and wind had kicked up even more outside. “Can I… have a hug?”

Nanami nodded, not hesitating to engulf him in a big protective hug at his request. “Of course you can.”

Yuji smiled, the warmth from the blanket and the warmth radiating from the tight hug was soothing to him. He wrapped his arms around Nanami in response, resting his head on his shoulder. 

As he sat there with him, the room silent save for the rain falling outside and the soft breathing, he felt his racing thoughts slowing down a bit… making more sense rather than being incoherent whispers speaking over each other.

But that soon became a problem too, as the reason for his anguish presented itself.

He was sad.

He was really fucking sad… He missed his grandpa. He was exhausted from trying to put on a brave front all the time, when the truth of the matter was; he was still just a scared, sad kid who missed the only family he had ever truly had...

As Nanami sat there holding the student, he felt him begin to tremble in his arms. “Itadori?” He asked softly, holding the teen tighter to try to silently reassure him he was okay.

“I’m… sorry…” Came the small, whimper of a reply. Small sobs escaped his shaking form as he buried his face in the blonde’s chest, his tears soaking into the blue fabric.

“Hey… don’t be sorry.” Kento responded, keeping his tone low and gentle in an attempt to soothe the boy. “It’s okay… shh… you’re okay.” He began rubbing circles into the pinkette’s back as he spoke. “I’m here with you and I’m not going anywhere…”

If Yuji hadn’t have already been crying, he would have been now. He clung onto his mentor like a scared child as he sobbed harder.

It became clear to Nanami just how much pain the boy was in, his muffled cries sounding anguished and terrified. It absolutely broke his heart, he wasn’t sure how to take the pain away from the usually bright light hearted teen, and he desperately wanted to.

“I’m so tired of being scared, Nanami!” he cried into his chest.

“Yuji… It’s going to be okay, you have nothing to be afraid of here. I’ll protect you.” The usually stoic teacher whispered in response.

“But who will protect you?” Itadori whimpered, burrowing further into his protective hold. “I can’t lose you too!!”

“Yuji…” Nanami felt his heart twist at the student’s outburst, he wished more than anything he could say that he wouldn’t lose him, and that everything would be okay in the end… but he knew from his own experience that wasn’t the case. He knew how cruel this line of work was… it didn’t discriminate with the lives it claimed.

“I can’t lose you…!” The boy sobbed, his frame shaking like a leaf in the blonde teacher’s strong arms. “P-Please…!”

“Shhh… hey, listen to me okay? I have no intentions of going anywhere.” Kento whispered, gently rocking Itadori in his arms. “Why are you so worried about me? I haven’t died yet.”

“I…” Yuji pulled back, looking up at Nanami with tears falling down his face. That also broke his heart. “I-I’ve been having these nightmares… Where y-you… you…”

“Shhh…” Nanami reached forward and gently pulled the crying pinkette back into his warm embrace, stroking his hair gently as he guided his head to rest against his chest. “Yuji, they’re just bad dreams… do you hear that? My heart is still beating. I’m still here. You’re okay… I’ve got you.”

This seemed to soothe some of anguish the boy was feeling, his sobs becoming small whimpers as he began to calm down at the sound of Nanami’s heartbeat in his ear.

They sat there In silence together for a while, the only other sound in the room was the rain hitting Yuji’s window and his sniffles and whimpers.

But soon those would silence too, and Itadori would slowly pull away from Nanami again. His eyes were puffy from all the crying he’d done, and his face was tear stained. “N-Nanamin?”

“Yes?”

“Th-Thank you…”

The blonde smiled softly at him, gently wiping away some of the remaining tears from his face. “Of course…” 

Yuji giggled a bit as Kento grazed against his neck when wiping his tears away, causing the blonde to pause and give him a confused look. “What was that?”

“Nothing.” Itadori said quickly, smiling nervously as his mentor stared at him.

Oh?

Nanami smirked, ghosting his fingers along Itadori’s neck, causing him to squeak and recoil with a giggle. “Nothing? Are you sure about that?”

“Nanami…”

“Itadori… you wouldn’t happen to be… ticklish, would you?”

“W-Well would you look at the time? I’m gonna be late for my training session with Gojo and-- ACK!”

“Oh no you don’t.” Kento grabbed onto the pinkette before he could escape, pulling him back into his arms and pinning him against him. “Even if you did have training with Gojo right now, which you don’t because he’s out of town… I’m not letting you off the hook that easily.”

“Wh-What did I do?”

“I told you I’d protect you… that includes from yourself and your sadness.”

“But Nanamin… I’m not sad any--eeeeehehehehehe!” Yuji’s protests were interrupted by a squeal followed by adorably bubbly giggles as Nanami began to tickle him.

“Oh please, don’t insult my intelligence… I know you’re still sad, you’re just not crying anymore.” Nanami rolled his eyes fondly at the boy, squeezing at his side teasingly.

“Nahahahahanami! Ihihihit tickles!” Itadori whined, but despite his complaints he made no attempts to get away.

Nanami chuckled at his reactions, sneaking his hand underneath Yuji’s shirt to lightly tickle his bare side. “Does it now~? How unfortunate for you… because I have no intentions of stopping until you feel better~”

Yuji giggled harder as he leaned into Nanami’s hold. “Ihihihihi’m not sahahahahad anymore!”

“Itadori, It’s okay to be sad…” Nanami said soothingly, skittering his fingers up and down his ribs as he spoke. “It’s okay to feel what you’re feeling… but that doesn’t mean I’m going to let you suffer through it alone.”

The most adorable thing about this whole thing? Yuji wasn’t resisting, he was actually angling himself in ways that would give Nanami more access to his ticklish spots… which he found utterly adorable.

“Itadori, you know… you could at least pretend to want to get away~” Kento chuckled in amusement at his student.

“I dohohoho want to get ahahaway!” Yuji lied… because If he really wanted to get away, he totally could.

“Oh, you do, hm? Is that why you’re rolling around like a puppy trying to get me to scratch its belly?” Nanami couldn’t help but tease the boy, his fingers drifting to Yuji’s stomach. “Is this what you were looking for~?”

Itadori squealed as he felt Nanami’s fingers lightly dance across his toned stomach, practically melting in his mentor's hold as he laughed harder. “EHEHEHEHEEK!”

It’s now coming to Itadori’s attention that he may… and I repeat; may be… enjoying this. (He is.) 

Sure, every once In a while he’ll get the occasional poke here and there, or Gojo will be… well, Gojo… and tickle the absolute snot out of him but… Nanami’s tickles are much more gentle and affectionate. It’s almost relaxing in a sense… plus he never knew his parents, and his grandfather wasn’t exactly the most physically affectionate so it’s kind of healing to his inner child right now to be tickled by someone he views as a father figure.

Also, he just really loves playing around with him like this… this isn’t a side anyone sees of Nanami.

Did I mention Yuji is an adorable ball of sunshine yet? because he totally is.

“Ah, that was definitely what you wanted…” Nanami teased, his fingers tracing teasingly along his stomach, producing the most adorable giggles he’s heard in a very long time.

“Nahahahahanamin! Nohohohoho! Nahahat the behehehelly!” Yuji squealed, covering his face as his half hearted protests fell on deaf ears.

“Not the belly? why not? It seems like as good a spot as any…” Nanami hummed thoughtfully, pretending to consider it for a moment. “Hmm… Nope, sorry. I think I’m going to stay right here for a bit longer, you’re a tough kid, you can take it.”

Yuji squealed again as his stomach was tickled with more vigor.

‘Seriously, brat? He’s not kidding… You really are like a dog who wants his stomach rubbed. The only thing you’re missing is the damn leg kick.’ Sukuna taunted Yuji internally.  

‘Suhuhuhukuna shuhuhuhut up!’ Poor Yuji couldn’t even escape the teasing in his mind.

‘You know you could easily get this to stop, don’t you? Just allow me control and--’

‘Absolutely nahahahat!’

‘Why not? Don’t tell me… you actually ENJOY this, do you?’

‘Ihihihim not gonna lehehehet you hurt him!’

‘How pathetic… you truly are an annoying brat.’

“Nahahahanamihihihi plehehehease!”

The blond relented his attack, allowing the pinkette to catch his breath. “Are you feeling any better yet?” He asked gently, keeping his unofficial son trapped in his grasp as he calmed down.

Yuji nodded, giggling a bit still. “Y-Yeah.. thanks dad.”

Oh fuck.

He didn’t just…

Nanami froze as he heard those words come out of Itadori’s mouth.

Itadori panicked inwardly, his distress making Sukuna chuckle in amusement in the back of his mind. “I-I mean… yeah, thanks dad.” He said much more sarcastically this time, hoping that Nanami would go for it.

He did not. 

“Yuji… did you just… call me dad?”

Yuji felt himself tear up, fearful that he just ruined the relationship he had with Nanami. “Y-Yeah, but I meant it in a joking way.”

Kento frowned, he knew by the way the boy’s voice quivered that he was lying. “Yuji…”

“I-I’m sorry.” Yuji shook his head and closed his eyes, trying to contain his emotions. “I-I didn’t mean to… I-It… It jus-- EEK!”

Yuji shrieked as Nanami resumed his ticklish attack, now holding the teen’s arms above his head and tickling under his arms.

“NAHAHAHAHANAMI?? AHAHAHAHAHAHA! WHYHYHYHYHY ARE YOU TICKLING MEHEHEHE??”

“Because you’re sad again.” Nanami answered simply.

“AHAHAHAHAREN’T YOU MAHAHAHAD AT MEHEHE??”

Nanami leaned down a bit so he could speak directly into Yuji’s ear. “Why would I be mad?” His voice was low and calm, as if he wasn’t completely annihilating Yuji with tickles right now.

“BEHEHEHECAUSE IHIHIHI CALLED YOU-- EeEeEeEeEEEEK!” Yuji shrieked as Nanami blew a raspberry against his neck, cutting him off. “NAHAHAHAHA!!”

“I seem to have missed the part where you did something to make me mad…” Nanami smiled a bit, his fingers not slowing their pace against Itadori’s ticklish armpit whatsoever.

“BUHUHUHUT IHIHI… IHIHI CALLED YOUHUHU DAHAHAD-- AIEEE!”

Itadori was interrupted by another raspberry against his neck. “And?”

“IHIHIHIHIM SOHOHOHORRYEEEEHEHEHEHE!” Yuji shrieked again as he dealt another massive raspberry against his neck. Before he could form semi coherent sentences again, Nanami laid him down on his back on his bed and pinned his arms down above his head.

“Yuji Itadori… If you apologize to me again, you’re going to regret it.” Nanami said sternly, though his green eyes sparkled as his gaze remained gentle on the teen. “My cursed technique isn’t just useful for inflicting pain…It can also be used to make ticklish troublemakers even more ticklish…”

Yuji took a moment to catch his breath, and tried to collect his thoughts before responding. “N-Nanamin… Why aren’t you mad at me…?”

“I told you, you haven’t said anything to upset me.”

“But… I called you… D-Dad… That doesn’t upset you?”

Nanami smiled. “No… It doesn’t.” He let go of Itadori’s arms, and just let him lay there instead.

Yuji frowned, tears quickly flooding his eyes as he looked away. “You can’t possibly mean that… you’re just trying to reassure me-EEEE--” the pinkette squealed and began cackling again as Nanami blew a raspberry on his stomach.

“New rule, every time you apologize for no reason or overthink, I’m going to tickle you.” Kento smirked, watching as the boy composed himself again.

“B-But…”

“Yuji… I’m not just trying to reassure you. I meant that.” Nanami’s voice was gentle as he spoke. “If calling me Dad makes you happy then… you can call me that any time you want.”

Itadori sat up slowly, his eyes still sparkly with tears. “Y-You… really don’t mind?”

“Of course not.” Kento reached forward and wiped Yuji’s tears. “I happen to care about you.”

Welp. That did it… again.

Yuji started sobbing again, leaning forward and burying his face in Nanami’s chest as he ugly cried

Kento pulled him into a comforting hug, rubbing soothing circles into his back. “Shh… It’s okay now… You’re safe.”

‘You truly are a pathetic creature, you know that?’

‘That may be… but at least I’M loved sooo… suck it.’

After a few more minutes Yuji began to calm down, and he pulled back from Nanami. “Thank you… I needed that.” He smiled, wiping his eyes.

“You don’t have to thank me for comforting you, you know…” Nanami mused. “I really don’t mind.”

“Heh… Yeah I guess you’re right… sorry-- EEHEHEHE!” Yuji shrieked as Nanami reached forward and tickled his stomach, after using ratio to make him even more ticklish, of course.

“You never learn, do you?” Nanami sighed, though his words may have come out as disappointed, the playful glimmer in his eyes betrayed him.

It seemed It was going to take some time for Yuji to learn not to be so apologetic and overthink so much, and Nanami was content to keep tickling him until he got that message through his skull… Yuji was also content to let it happen.

[dearllorenna]

I CANT STOP SCREAMING I AM INSANE CRAZY ROLLING ON THE FLOOR BARKING CLIMBING THE WALLS KICKING MY FEET CRYING IN DESPERATE RIPING OUT MY HAIR BEGGING ABOUT TO COMMIT AN INTENTIONAL HOMICIDE

[paradiseoflosers]

guys make sure to contact your friends who are stays to see if they're okay after the preview BECAUSE I JUST SAW THE CHALLENGES AND I AM NOT OKAY because chan minho binnie hyunjin jisung felix seungmin jeongin they're all so fine omg

[cupofcappuccy]

Attack on @mutant-munchies :D

ART BLOCK BEGONE :D drawing her made my art block go away for... some reason?? Ig it's becuz it wasn't the same characters I've been drawing for the past few months (donnie-leo)

[hearted-anon]

First kid privileges...or not.

Words: 1217 Note: For @channieissocute125 T/w: None, they're babies Lee: Jisung Ler: Channie

"Come out come out wherever you are Hannie~ I just want to cuddle! Do you not want to cuddle with your precious leader?" A voice of a song rang throughout the hallway, one that was pure of intention, loving, sweet and caring, wanting to hold his dear child in his embraces with warm smiles.

That was what absolute fools would think.

Han knew that tone from the back of his hand, hiding and quaking in a nearby cupboard, praying to the gods above he wouldn't be found. It was another day where Chan simply felt like tickling the living lights out of the younger with the excuse that it was a 'privilege' to receive all the attention, what a blatant lie.

"Y'know it'll be worse if you don't come out..." It was clear that Chan wasn't trying much harder anymore to disguise his sinister intentions, sarcastically loudly humming a tune as he trekked the halls, trying to scare his child more. Jisung hid in giddy anticipation, his cheeks flushing an obvious red even without the light from the cupboard, curling up himself into a ball.

He could hear slightly frustrated groans from the other side of the cupboard, along with soft warbles of annoyance when the leader wasn't fruitful in his search. Han wanted to pump his fist in the air when he felt footsteps retreating his dreaded hiding spot, he felt so victorious!

"Found ya~" Chan hummed with a smile on his face as his swung open the cupboard door, making Jisung shriek with the flush scared out of him. A shiver of anxiety sent down his spine when he saw how ravenous the leader looked, ready to tear him into shreds with an innocent smile to paint over his evil wants.

"Wahahahait! This is unfahahahair! Go awahahhaHAY!" Jisung screeched when he was pulled out of the cupboard in an instant, slumped over the older's shoulder like he weighed nothing more than a feather, pounding his fists on his back as a plead for release. He shook his head when Chan simply giggled in response, walking terrifyingly slow to the leader's room to prolong his upcoming doom.

Tossing him carefully but quickly onto his bed, Chan was faster than lightning to wrap his arms around the younger's waist before he even had the chance to think of where he was, smiling happily down at him. Jisung shrieked and squirmed, eventually slumping when he realised he wasn't going anywhere.

"Did you think I wouldn't catch you, Sungie?" Chan cooes from behind the quokka, nimble fingers digging gently into his sides. Han squeals into giggles, the poor guy trying to squirm to no avail away from the leader's deadly cuddles.

"Yehehehes! Leheheave me alohohone!" Came the reply of an internally happy quokka, actually basking into the attention he was receiving while acting like he hated it, what a hypocrite. Chan knew that all too well however, giggling along with him at the faux response that he got back.

"What lovely giggles for the tickle monster to hear! Are you sure you didn't prepare in advance?" The older teased happily, kneading into Jisung's sides without mercy. He wasn't seeking to take him out, not yet. Chan loved toying with his children more than anything, and it was his specialty when it came to playing tickle monster with his victims.

"Nohoho! Stahahap it!" Came from the younger were squeals and laughter, trying to pry away the claws of a monster that was out to get him, a very cuddly monster perhaps. The leader pouted at the denial, pretending to be actually upset with this response. Feeling guilty, Han felt his heartstrings being tugged at, sighing through his giggles. Sometimes it really did feel like he was the adult in the situation.

"Yehehes, I prehehepared this in advahahahnce..." Jisung shook his head at the ridiculous situation, cracking a genuine smile when Chan's eyes lit up once more, still squeezing at his sides. He felt himself sinking deeper into the older's hold, admiring the Aussie grin that grazed Channie as he took his time in tearing apart the quokka.

"Really? Let me test that, laugh more!" Chan squealed happily, as if a high school girl. At first, Jisung didn't wrap his head around what the leader meant by testing it out, until he felt fingers worming into his armpits, massaging the soft flesh gently. An embarrassingly loud shriek sounded throughout the room, before the younger fell into hysterics.

"ARGHAHAHAH! NOHO NO WAHAHAIT!" The quokka begged, his signature puffy, round cheeks starting to protrude through his wide smile, painted in a red flush. Chan didn't respond, too much focused on his research to really listen in to the younger's pleads for mercy. Both of them were lost in their own world of pure ecstasy, even if that meant screaming his lungs out.

"Why wait? You said you prepared it in advance? Or was my baby lying to me? Y'know what liars get..?" Chan teased lowly, letting his breath brush against Jisung's neck, which elicited quite the squeal from him. Oh poor Han, he wasn't about to know what he was about to experience. He babbled and pleaded for mercy with apologies, arms glued to his side as if they would tear apart if they were moved away from Chan's mischievous fingers wormed right up into his armpits.

"WHAHAHAT?! WHAHAHT DO THEHEHY GEHEHET-! NOHOHO HYUNG!" An ear piercing screech came from the ace as lips attached to his neck, blowing a raspberry that sounded throughout the older's room, sending an electric shock through Jisung's poor body. He stamped his feet into the soft sheets of the bed that creaked in agony, arched his back, scrunched his shoulders but nothing worked to get away from the Aussie that was having a ball.

"They get raspberries, all the raspberries in the world!" Chan exclaimed enthusiastically, cooing over the red tinted cheeks and gummy smile on the quokka's face, split into two with his grin that melted the leader's heart into goo. He latched onto Han's neck as if there was glue, blowing raspberry after raspberry that made Jisung wonder if Chan's cheeks were blue.

There wasn't really much time to think though, as the next moment Han quite literally felt his breath taken away, plunging into silent, hoarse laughter. His squirming got less and less intense with the sensations that sent his body into overdrive, his throat begging for a break as his eyes lidded with tears.

"Alright alright, we're done, you okay Ji?" Chan releases his hold on the younger, laying him down comfortably on the bed. The ace felt warm hands caressing and wiping his tears, the older's hands working in tandem to ensure that aftercare was delivered to his 'child'. From head pats to water to cuddles, everything was checked off the list, now a cuddly wolf engulfing the quokka in tight, safe cuddles.

"Mhm..." A soft hum came from Han, who's eyes once brimmed with tears shut now relaxed into a state of slumber, being cuddled in the big and strong arms of his leader, who was there during his darkest times, and will forever be there during his time of need.

Maybe he didn't mind being the first kid so much after all, if this was the package that came with.

[averageclawcodeenjoyer]

Analyzing ATSV backgrounds part 1.5

Anybody ever notice how in ATSV, Ganke isn't wearing any socks on in Miles's shoes

Boy PUT SOME GODDAMN SOCKS ON THOSE ARENT YOUR DAMN SHOES THAT YOU'RE STINKING UP WITH YOUR FEET SWEAT.

Look at his fucking face though oh .y god I can't with his fucking face why do you look like this I'm in love with you.

He looks SO surprised that he was caught.

God he's so

Here he is with those damn bare feet again. Except now they're cold. And without Miles's shoes.

You think he put them back on after?

It's funny how he chose the pair that Miles wears every day instead of one of the ones off his shelf. Maybe it's because he doesn't use those ones and out of respect doesn't touch then too, or maybe it's because bro was just WAITING for him to say something

Part one

[flwrstqr]

﹢⠀˚⠀⚘ ׄ⠀ ENHYPEN WHEN YOU WEAR THEIR CLOTHES

⠀💬⠀ bf! enha x f! r .. ౨ৎ warning : petnames, kissing, fluff wc 761 ꒰´ ꒳ ` ꒱♡

𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆 heeseung's eyes widen with surprise and delight as he sees you wearing his oversized hoodie, the sleeves hanging past your fingertips. "baby, you look adorable," he chuckles, pulling you into his arms. his hands find their way to your waist, and he lifts you effortlessly, spinning you around. "you always manage to steal my heart, you know that?" he whispers, his lips brushing against your forehead. you giggle, nuzzling into his neck, feeling the warmth of his embrace. "i might just have to keep you like this forever," he teases, pressing a soft kiss to your lips. 

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐉𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆 jay's jaw drops when he sees you in his shirt, the fabric hanging loosely on your frame. "well, look at you, my beautiful thief," he grins, walking over to you. his hands slide around your waist, pulling you close. "you know you look way better in my clothes than i do," he murmurs, his eyes filled with adoration. you smile up at him, feeling his warmth envelop you. he leans down, pressing a tender kiss to your lips, his fingers gently brushing your cheek. "my perfect girl," he whispers against your lips, making your heart flutter. jay's kisses trail from your lips to your forehead, his touch soft and loving.

𝐒𝐈𝐌 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐔𝐍 jake's eyes light up when he sees you wearing his favorite hoodie, the one he thought he'd misplaced. "well, aren't you the cutest thing ever?" he laughs, pulling you into his arms. you grin, snuggling closer as his familiar scent surrounds you. he leans in, pressing a sweet, lingering kiss to your lips. "my darling," he murmurs, resting his forehead against yours. "i might just let you keep it," he adds with a chuckle, his eyes shining with affection.

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍 sunghoon's mouth falls open when he catches sight of you in his oversized sweatshirt, the one he wears all the time. "are you trying to drive me crazy?" he asks, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. you twirl for him, making the fabric swirl around you. "my pretty angel," he murmurs, stepping closer and wrapping his arms around you from behind. you lean back against him, feeling the steady beat of his heart. "you know, you can't just go around stealing my clothes and expect no consequences," he teases. he turns you around and lifts your chin, his eyes locking with yours before he kisses you. "you’re too cute for your own good," he whispers against your lips, making you giggle.

𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐎𝐎 sunoo's eyes widen in surprise and delight when he sees you in his hoodie, the fabric almost swallowing you whole. "oh my gosh, look at you." he exclaims."you're the cutest thing ever," he rushes over as he wraps you in a tight hug. "you look so much better in this than i ever did," he says, his eyes sparkling with affection. he pulls back slightly, just enough to look into your eyes, and leans in for a sweet, lingering kiss. "i might just have to buy more hoodies for you to steal," he teases, his smile radiant.

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐖𝐎𝐍 jungwon's eyes twinkle with surprise when he sees you in his favorite sweater. "is that my sweater?" he asks, a playful grin spreading across his face. you nod, a shy smile tugging at your lips. "you look absolutely goregous," he says, walking over to you. his hands find your waist, and he pulls you closer, his touch gentle yet firm. "my pretty girl," he murmurs, his eyes softening as he takes in the sight of you. he leans down, pressing a tender kiss to your lips, the kind that makes your heart race. "i never thought my clothes could look this good," he chuckles, resting his forehead against yours. "you can wear my stuff anytime," he adds, his voice filled with warmth.

𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐀 𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐈 when you emerge from the bedroom wearing riki's oversized hoodie, it hangs loosely around you. he pauses mid-step, eyes widening with a mix of surprise and delight. "hey, is that my hoodie?" he teases, a playful smirk dancing on his lips. closing the distance between you, he pulls you close. "You look so cute," he murmurs, his voice soft with affection. riki's lips find your neck, as he fidgets with hem. "you know, you can keep it," he whispers against your lips, "but only if you promise to wear it all the time." his eyes twinkling with mischief. he then presses another kiss to your forehead.

[faunandfloraas]

Felix offering Han a tissue when he thought he was crying © malbok915

[backgammon-cat]

this image but its fromme as nikki and booth as greg