#project sekai tickle

[tea-and-tickles]

BWAAA! atti jumpscare! take ruinene tickle art b4 i inevitably disappear for 3 months

[ticklish-n-stuff]

Tickletober day #4: Weak spot

The difference of writing RuiKasa when I want to vs when its requested is ASTONISHING. I haven't had this much fun writing a pjsekai fic since idk, and for my ot4 nonetheless💖

Special thanks to @mayatkls & @kairoscler for helping me come up with this idea + all the brainrot shared lmao

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Rui x Tsukasa (poly wxs)

Lee: Rui

Ler: Tsukasa

Warnings: Tickles!

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Throughout his time in WonderlandsxShowtime, Tsukasa has witnessed many sides of Rui. From his genius inventions, to his more riskier ones; his serious moments and at his most vulnerable. Yet, he can’t ever recall seeing Rui laughing genuinly, only that silly “fufufu~” he does. As cute as it is, he needed more to satiaste his thirst for laughter. That was when Nene gave him the marvelous idea to ‘get it out himself’. Pretty vague idea, and yet it was enough to get the gears turning in Tsukasa’s head.

Later during rehearsal, Tsukasa pulled Emu aside, claiming he had a top secret mission for her.

“Really?! What is it?!” the pinkette bounced in excitement.

“Quiet down! We can’t let Rui know, now here’s what I want you to do…” the blonde whispered out his plan and before long, Emu went dashing for Rui.

“Rui-kun! Rui-kun!” she chirped out cheerfully as she found the purple haired male toying with Robo-Nene.

“Oh? What brings you here, Emu-kun?~” Rui had his usual sly grin, but that would soon change, hopefully.

“Tsukasa-kun wanted me to ask you if you’re ticklish!” Emu spoke with an innocent smile, while said troupe leader smacked himself in the forehead from the corner he was peaking through.

“Fufu~ Is that so? Then why don’t you tell him to find out himself~” Rui shot a playful wink at Tsukasa’s direction, earning a flustered grumble. The blonde had enough and decided to swallow down his pride this once and approach the target.

“C’mon, answer the question” Tsukasa tried to appear stern, placing his hands on his hips, earning another ‘fufu~’ from Rui.

“Sorry to disappoint, but I’m not” he stuck his tongue out cheekily, but before hope was lost, Nene intervened.

“Kamishiro Rui, we both know that’s a lie”

“Ahh okay okay, I admit. But will our dear troupe leader be able to find my tickle spot?~”

This whole mission was supposed to make Rui crumble in laughter, and yet Tsukasa found himself wanting to run away from embarrassment.

No!

He had to stay strong, in the name of research!... Or something like that. With a gulp, he spoke “Challenge accepted”.

After a moment of awkwardly reaching out to Rui, Tsukasa’s hands started to poke and prod at the usual tickle spots. His stomach, his sides, ribs, under his arms, but all he got was that stupid smug smirk that always turned him to goo.

“Oh c’mon! It’s gotta be somewhere!” the blonde groaned in frustration.

“I’d lend you a hand, but I think you’ll get there soon…~” Nene spoke in a slight teasing tone, causing Rui to send her a sheepish glare. His first flustered reaction of the day! But what did Nene mean by that? Could it be…

“Hmm…” Tsukasa trailed his short nails down Rui’s arms, watching as goosebumps arose over the skin.  The closer he got to the palm of his hand, the more Rui’s nervous smile grew. “No way, is it your hands?!” Tsukasa spoked in complete fascination, oblivious to how flustered it made Rui feel. He slowly circled his nails all over his palm, causing Rui’s fingers to twitch as he let out soft gasps and quiet giggles to himself.

“I- Aehehe! Yehes, you found it! You can stahap nohohow..!”

Tsukasa’s face morphed to a mischevious grin “Stop? But I still haven’t gotten a genuine laugh out of you!” the troupe leader spoke out in his dramatic theater voice. “Any suggestions from the croud? Hmm… how about you, with the pink hair and overly energetic personality!”.

“Yay!~” Emu cheered as she got closer to Rui’s ticklish hand, inspecting it with pressision. “How about… tickly kisses?!”

“You guhuys there’s no need- EEK?!” Rui’s face instantly flared up at the sudden squeal that rippled out of his throat, causing everyone in the room to stop and look at him, before they all burst out laughing in unison. Even Nene couldn’t hold herself back.

The greenette doubled over in laughter as Emu practically rolled on the floor from glee, while Tsukasa tried to steady himself on Rui’s shoulder.

“Ihi’m sorry! But… you hahave to admit, that was pretty cute~” Tsukasa shot a playful grin to Rui, causing the alchemist’s blush to grow in intensity. “And all tjat from a kiss! I wonder what happens when I…”

“When you- EHEEHEEP?! WAHAIT! TSUKASA! NOHOHO!” Rui giggled and squealed like a child as he felt Tsukasa’s teeth graze the sensitive skin, leaving  little nips and kisses wherever he went. The girls watched in awe the show in front of them. After a while, Tsukasa stopped to admire the beauty that was Rui giggling so high-pitched, cheeks fully red, and the brightest smile he had seen from the director ‘till this day.

���I’ll say, this mission was a success!~” Tsukasa pumped his fist into the air with a victorious smile. Although that didn’t last long as he got jabbed in the side, making him squeal in turn.

“How about you, superstar? Any tickle spots?~” Rui grinned down evily. Tsukasa was instantly a blushing and stuttering mess.

“W-wait! Don’t try anything! Nene, Emu, save me‼!” the blonde’s voice fell deaf as it turned into unhinged, obnoxious louder.

“We’re fine from here. Have fun, leader…~” Nene gave a smirk as she and Emu watched this new spectacle unfold.

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[jettorii]

cold shoulder

art/fic trade with my good friend lynn, aka @ticklerants i hope you like!!! thank you so much for the opportunity to draw for them i had so much fun >:]]

[secret-laughs]

HIIII it’s ur local tsukasa stan :3

if you’d like, could i please request lee tsukasa (project sekai) and any ler is okay, you can choose :)

if you do choose to do this then thank you!! it means a lot

THE CAT GIF IS SOO CUTE IT MADE ME SMILLEEE

i accidentally made tsukasa too short I’m p sure 😭😭 but it’s ok pretend like rui is just a freakishly tall creature

[chiishiko]

Kamishiro Rui tickle hc

Yes, it's Rui. God, I've been waiting so much for inspiration for this.

Lee 40/ ler 60

That teasing cat Rui. His friends get a lot of tickling. He would poke at any free rope of someone. As soon as one of his friends shuts up about tickling. Rui will attract you from every corner of the school.ABSOLUTELY TAISE. I feel sorry for lee. So that he would shower them with stiole compliments, mixed with teasers.

-Don't you think you look so cute here? -

-I believe you like it ~

-Can I tickle you more often? Your smile looks wonderful~

YOU KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT. He's incredible

What about the lee side?

It seems to me that his most delicate place is his ears. His laughter is like something like a cat. It doesn't wriggle much. It's just fidgeting.

[anonyamogus]

Inspired from a conversation with @sweetlovelygirl thank you for this fun idea with MMJ!Kaito and MMJ!Luka

I love how tickle monster luka is canon \(//∇//)\

[errisdoodles]

SFW INTERACTION ONLY PLTH

lee Toya makes my heart do somersaults <33

[nataliedrawz]

heya!!!! happy 200!!!!!! can i please request an x reader?? if you dont mind?????? id like maybe an emu x reader with fluffy cuddles and tickles, maybe the reader has stage fright???? youre amazing, keep on smiling <3

Stage Fright

A/N: Hello! This was a really cute request, thank you for being the first to request something for the event! I will always stay smiling, and so should you!<3

"Hey Y/N! Are you alright over there?" Asked the concerned pink haired girl, Emu.

This situation happened after Emu had insisted in doing some practice, little did she know that you had a humongous amount of stage fright, especially when it came to performing your solo infront of millions of people. She insisted in letting Rui, Nene and Tsukasa act like her audience to help start it off, but quickly changed her mind when she saw you freeze up altogether.

"Y/N, I know it's hard, but we need to figure something out to help you calm down! Maybe we can play a game? Go for a stroll in the park? Anything to help you ease down!" Insisted Emu, her index finger tapping her chin in a thinking pose, "Maybe I can pull some silly faces! Tsukasa and Rui used to do that when I was nervous, it helped me calm right down!" Chuckled Emu, the thought making her sigh in happiness.

No matter how hard she thought, she couldn't help but frown a slight bit, "We could do some baking? Mum used to do that for me when I was down! Or she'd- wait, that's genius!" She paused at the thought, earning a head tilt from you out of pure confusion. "My mum used to tickle me before I performed too! Do you mind?" She asked, her holding your hands gently up to her face, kissing the back of your left habd reassuringly, "I'll be gentle, but if you don't like it, I won't continue, okay?"

"Okay." Was all you said, but that one word out of you made her entire body shake like an excited puppy, immediately making you smile. How could you be so lucky to have such a sweet friend like her? You didn't know, but it was pure luck.

"C'mon, we don't have all day!" She grabbed your arm, dragging you to the nearest lounge. It was comfortable as usual, but the fact you two were together made it feel even safer. "Alright! So, where do we start off?" She asked, rubbing her hands together and inching them towards you with interest. "Maybe we could start he-EHere!?" You giggled out of surprise as she immediately tazed at your side's, the unexpected movement making you curl up immediately, "Daw! You're really cute when you do that! It's almost like you weren't expecting me to immediately oblige!" She smirked, a teasing tone lighting up your nerves ever so slightly more. She started with gentle tazing to gentle yet excruciatingly slow circles against your side's, only lighting up your quickly reddening face.

"Aw, you're already so red! Does it ticki-ticki-tickle?~" She cooed, emphasizing with slight squeezes, "yEheHes! Ihit does!" You strained, making her gasp, "No way, don't hold back your laugh on me! I love it when you laugh freely!" She let out her bottom lip, reassembling a pout with large puppy dog eye's. Seriously, why was she so good at that!?

"Oh no, looks like the tickle monster is.. getting.. stronger! I can't hold.. it back any... longer.. rah!" She blew a small raspberry into the crook of your neck, making you gaffaw from the highly unexpected change of pattern. Her hands movements were light and precise, but her raspberries? Heck no! "Hey, don't you even dare try that! Bring them back down!" even if you went to try and pull your hand up to try and push her away, she'd take advantage and race her fingertips there and scribble to no end until you brought them back down. "GYaHahahAH! Dohon't yohOHou- AiHEHE!?" You immediately wrapped your arm's around yourself, Emu gasping, "Oh my goodness, you really are super ticklish!" She giggled, "Hey! You feeling better?" She asked, hoping it helped out even the slightest. "Actually.. I don't feel scared at all no more." You smiled, hugging her, "But I'm so getting you back one day!" You chuckled, "looking forward to it!" She patted your back, maybe you could return the favor some day.

[tigglez-floof]

(soz for dying)

as of lately, i’ve gotten into project sekai n now i keep imagining tickle scenarios hehe

i kinda wanna open some project sekai tickl headcanon requests bc i have no idea where to start BFJDJJF

[kitzytickles]

hello wonderful kitzy have i ever told u how amazing u are….? anyway!!! if it’s not too much to ask, how about.. lee!tsukasa and ler!emu cuz my heart hurts (in a good way) for them both 😞 THANK U <3

hello wonderful jai, why thank you for the compliment 😏 i love tsukasa and emu too, and I hope its okay that I did a little doodle instead of a fic because my writing was not cooperating with me today

@anzynai (tagging cause idk if you saw i answered or not 😭)

[tea-and-tickles]

heyaaa it’s me again:3 you can choose whoever you’d like for the ler! (i’m the one who requested lee kasa HAHA)

*i crawl out of a flaming hole in the ground on my hands and knees. i am disheveled and holding charred pieces of paper held together with a paper clip* I FINISHED THE FIC

anon, tsukasa has never been my favorite character, but thank you so much for this request. it was a challenge to write a character that i was less familiar with and it was SO FUN! and also, fair warning... i got carried away. it's a 4k word fic. it is... honestly equally a ruikasa fic as it is a tickle fic. still! i worked really hard on this so i hope it was worth the wait! thank you SO MUCH for your patience as i worked on this!! have a lovely day! :D

"all the world's a stage (so show me how this story ends)"

a/n: i am posting this at 3:30 in the gddamn morning. i have a date at 11. i am going to bed now.

!! kink blogs please DNI. i do not fuck with ns.fw blogs interacting with me. if i see u i'm blocking on sight !!

Summary: Alternate Title: 4 times Rui tickled Tsukasa on accident + 1 time he did it on purpose.

After Rui tickles Tsukasa while Wonderlands x Showtime is prepping for a new show, Tsukasa can't seem to get him out of his head...

Warnings: Tickling.

Kamishiro Rui x Tenma Tsukasa from Project SEKAI (Hatsune Miku: Colorful Stage!)

Word Count: 4.3k

1

“Tsukasaaaa! This is so neat!” Emu bellowed. “I love how Prince Pegasus is all like, pchoo! Pow! Bop! at The Manticore!”

“You said this is a story you made up for your little sister?” Nene asked.

“Indeed!” Tsukasa proclaimed. Recently, Wonderlands x Showtime had toyed around with performing more completely original works at the Wonder Stage. Of course, their shows always had a personal touch (this was nearly impossible to avoid with Tsukasa’s flair for the dramatic, Rui’s inventive streak, and the sheer scope of Emu’s imagination. Tsukasa sometimes wondered how Nene did it). But they were always based on something. Cinderella but with robots. A theoretical continuation of Sleeping Beauty. King Midas with audience participation. Okay, that last one was a lie, if only because Rui couldn’t make a machine to magically transmute carbon to gold. But it was definitely on brand.

“Saki and I used to play dragons when we were little. But when she got sick, she wasn’t able to play the way she used to. She talked a lot about missing the adventures of Prince Pegasus, my character, so I wrote down new adventures to read to her when I visited her in the hospital!”

Tsukasa was, admittedly, a little apprehensive about performing this. The Chronicles of Prince Pegasus were fun, even enthralling, when it was just him and Saki. But what would his troupemates think? An audience? If he allowed himself to think much more about it, he might just back out.

“Obviously this is a rewritten version, adapted for the stage and adjusted to be even more harrowing!” The others were still reading. Tsukasa couldn’t stand the silence. “But! I would love to hear your thoughts!”

“It’s really interesting, Tsukasa,” Rui said. It was the first time he had spoken since they began reading the script. “I’d like to make a few tweaks to streamline the story and to give us some wiggle room for a bit more improvisation, but I really like the premise. A classic, yet exciting hero’s journey.”

The others nodded in agreement. Phew. This might go okay after all. No, of course it will! “Tweaks? To a star’s original fiction?! How could you, Rui?!” Tsukasa joked.

Rui gently elbowed Tsukasa in the ribs, to which he yelped and jumped almost a foot in the air. It didn’t quite startle him (after all, someone as brave as him wouldn’t crumble beneath such a light touch!), but it… tickled? “I know. I’m the worst,” Rui said. “Now, let’s discuss casting. I think…”

Huh… weird. Tsukasa hadn’t anticipated that such a light touch would make him react in such a way. And why was his face a bit warmer?

Surely it’s just the summer heat.

2

Tsukasa cursed the fact that he was 5’7. Not because he didn’t feel masculine enough or because it somehow took away from his dramatic breadth; rather that Rui put everything too damn high up for him to reach. He was thankful, really. When the troupe actually began production on this show a few weeks ago, Tsukasa found it so surreal. He’d starred in plays, sure, but he’d never written one that got performed! This was the opportunity of a lifetime! Still, how on Earth was he supposed to get into character if he didn’t have Prince Pegasus’ sword?! His cape?! After all, the sword was arguably the focal point of the showdown scene they’d be rehearsing today. Getting up to the blasted things might as well have been a show in and of itself. Tenma Tsukasa, desperately balancing on that treacherous swivel chair—in vain. Tenma Tsukasa, clawing his way up the mountain that was the shelves backstage—only to lose his grip. Tenma Tsukasa Found Dead in Phoenix Wonderland was hardly an appealing show title. This was clearly a losing battle.

“Hey, Rui? Can you give me a hand?”

There he came, his knight in shining sweatpants. “At your service.”

“Thank goodness! I can’t seem to reach the props we need for the next scene. Can you reach?”

Rui stared up at the top shelf where Prince Pegasus’ trusty sword and cape lay. He cocked his head to the left, then to the right. Incredulous. Tsukasa knew Rui was strategic to a fault, but this was excessive. “Hm. Now how did those get all the way up there?”

“You tell me! You’re the prop master!” How strange, he thought! Perhaps this was an exercise in dramatic irony?

Rui began to chew his knuckle. “I am, aren’t I?” Okay, maybe not. That nervous tick was something Rui only did when he was actually nervous—or confused. Think, Tsukasa. Think! There must be something to be done about this predicament! Rui was doing… something. Surveying the scene, perhaps? What more was there to survey? Ground, climb, props. Beginning, middle, end. “To be honest, I don’t know how I got those up there in the first place. I can’t even reach that high. Maybe someone else moved them?”

“Who? Robo-Nene?”

“Maybe.”

“Ugh. You’re impossible,” Tsukasa groaned (with a surprising undertone of affection, he realized). “Wait, what about the ladder? Where is it?”

Rui shook his head. “Emu gave it to one of the contractors for the new splash pad they’re working on in the kids’ area.”

“Great, so what do we do now?”

Rui went back to chewing on his knuckles. Interesting technique… Tsukasa wondered if it might help him think of something.

…mm, nope. No dice. His mouth kind of just tasted like salt now. 

“Oh, how about I lift you up?” Rui suggested. “The top shelf is about eight feet off the ground. I should be able to get you up high enough to reach.”

Tsukasa internally kicked himself for not thinking of that sooner. But of course, as the brave troupe leader he was, he had to inspire confidence in his dear director. “Aha! Brilliant plan, Rui! Yes, let’s conquer this conundrum once and for all!”

Rui chuckled. “That’s our star.” Those words made Tsukasa’s stomach flutter in a way that almost… pleasant? He decided he’d unpack that later. Rui carefully positioned himself behind Tsukasa, hovering his hands just over Tsukasa’s waist. “Okay, ready?”

“Ready!”

1, 2, and 3. Tsukasa was in the air… and suddenly fighting for his composure. Much to his chagrin, unlike the harnesses he’d used to fly in past shows, the sensation of Rui’s hands on his waist was incredibly ticklish. The fact that his fingers just wouldn’t stay still certainly didn’t help. What on Earth was this pattern? It all happened at once—his stomach fluttered. His core muscles tensed. His lips pursed in an absolutely desperate attempt to suppress a yelp. If he moved, he might give himself away. Curse my body for this betrayal!

“Tsukasa? Are you—”

“I’mfinehahathanks!!” Definitely not convincing. Still, there was time to save this. Tsukasa clambered for the props, and once they were safe in his hands, he landed safely on the ground, heart still pounding in his chest and blood rushing to his face. Turning completely away from Rui would be suspicious, but he had to cut his losses somehow.

“Th-Thanks for your help,” Tsukasa said, fastening the royal blue cape around his neck. Ah! Wait! He could pass it off with his costume! Tsukasa did a dramatic half-turn, the cape unceremoniously tangling behind him. Turns out the stale air of the shop was not exactly conducive to flowy capes.

“Of course,” Rui replied. Tsukasa imagined Rui grinning from ear-to-ear. Normally it came across as smug, but… part of him wanted to turn around, just to see if it looked different.

A beat. Neither moved and neither spoke.

“All right, want to start rehearsing the scene in fifteen?” Rui asked.

“Yeah, sounds good.”

Rui made his way back onto the Wonder Stage. Something told Tsukasa that this would stay etched into his brain for the foreseeable future.

3

Rui.

Rui, Rui, Rui.

“Our star.”

There was a pit in Tsukasa’s stomach. It had been days since the prop incident, as he called it. He’d been thinking about Rui for much longer than he usually did. His sly, grinning face; his voice; his praise; his stupid jokes—and his hands on his waist. Tsukasa longed for Rui’s touch, and he longed for that touch in particular.

He didn’t get it.

Tsukasa had never had a real crush before. Wait—was it even a crush? Can one develop crushes that quickly? He was at least a little prepared for the butterflies and the racing thoughts. But tickling? Did people fantasize about their crushes tickling them? Was this normal? Then again, maybe it wasn’t actually about the tickling, right? No, surely he just wanted Rui’s attention. That made enough sense. But then again again, why was he so fixated on that moment in particular? Not all the other times Rui had touched him? Why was he so fixated on Rui’s fingers dancing across his skin? Of nails gliding across his stomach and hands lovingly squeezing his sides? Of gentle kisses to his cheeks? Of laughing without a care in the world as Rui showered him with compliment after compliment?

No one could ever know about this. Not the troupe, not Saki, not Toya, and especially not Rui. But Tsukasa was an actor. Surely he could put on a brave face.

…

Or not. Dress rehearsals were actually kind of a disaster. Sure, Prince Pegasus was victorious even without his sword, he rescued his sister, yadda yadda yadda. Tsukasa could go through the motions. But he kept finding his eyes drifting to Rui. And for the most part, Rui hadn’t noticed (thank God), until the final scene.

“Pegasus! Remember, you’re talking to your sister, not the audience!”

Damn it.

“Right! Sorry!”

So the scene dragged on. They ran through it twice. Then three times. Tsukasa’s mind was foggy with heat, frustration, and Rui. Rui’s attention. Rui watching him. Rui judging him. Rui’s disappointment in his lackluster performance. Rui’s disgust when he inevitably learned what Tsukasa had been thinking lately. The urge to cry pricked the corner of his eye.

“...and scene!” shouted Rui. “That was perfect.”

Reprieve. Tsukasa wasn’t absolutely convinced, but it would do for now.

…

Rui’s show notes went in one ear and out the other. There was no way for them not to. While Nene and Emu listened intently, Tsukasa just pondered whatever… that was. This was bad. Very, very bad. Tsukasa had struggled with roles before, but never for this reason. Never because he was so utterly enamored by a guy that he couldn’t focus. What did this mean for him? If he couldn’t surmount a little crush to play a simple fucking role, how could he possibly convey the hero’s journey? Tomorrow Prince Pegasus would appear just as pathetic as Tsukasa was. He needed to will this away, or at least shove it down long enough to—

“Tsukasa.”

Oh no.

“R-Rui! My friend! What can your star do for you?” Jesus, did he really just say that?

Rui frowned. Tsukasa drew in a sharp breath. He saw this coming from miles away, but his stomach churned all the same. “You seemed distracted today. That isn’t like you. I was worried, and… I wanted to make sure you were okay.”

Exhale.

…that’s it? That’s all he had to say? In just ten seconds, Tsukasa had gone through all five stages of grief and prepared a (quite beautiful, he thought) monologue explaining his “poor” performance. But Rui, ever the wildcard, threw that plan out the window. Of course, any actor can handle a little improv! Right…?

“Oh, yes! I was just…” Think, Tsukasa. Think. “…uh, the heat! Yes, that’s it. I was simply dizzy with the summer heat!” If Rui’s expression was anything to go off of, that wasn’t very convincing at all. So much for improv.

Rui’s contorted face quickly softened to a concerned one. Absolutely none of this was going to plan. “Tsukasa, are you nervous?”

Of course I am, Rui. How can I be calm when your stupid, pretty face is right in front of me? How can I be calm when all I can think about is you ti—

No. But Rui saw right through him. Lying was absolutely not an option. He could, however, conjure a different motivation—it just had to be in character. “Maybe a little. It’s just… are you sure we’re ready to perform tomorrow? I know all of our characters came easily to us, especially mine, of course, but this might be our quickest turnaround yet!” …yeah! Something like that.

Rui seemed to contemplate this answer for a moment (or, at least, that was Tsukasa’s best guess. Rui’s facial expressions were not known for their readability.) He smiled, laying a hand on Tsukasa’s shoulder. “You know I would never put on a show that I didn’t think we could perform. As your director, I have the utmost confidence in you and the others.” Then, he lay his other hand on Tsukasa’s free shoulder, just as tenderly as the first. “And I know our star won’t let us down.”

This wasn’t out of the ordinary. Rui was usually sincere, but felt recontextualized. Tsukasa knew something about Rui, or maybe himself, that he didn’t before. Impulses took over, and before he knew it, Tsukasa found his face buried into the nape of Rui’s neck and his arms wrapped tightly around his body. This was so incredibly selfish. But then Rui’s arms found their way to Tsukasa’s back. It wasn’t as if the two had never hugged before, but it might as well have been. Rui had taken on a different role in Tsukasa’s mind: of an eccentric and colorful casanova.

His soliloquy was suddenly interrupted by the sensation of Rui’s fingertips stroking the length of his back. This was getting ridiculous—could he catch a break today?! Each new spot Rui touched set Tsukasa’s nerves ablaze. Rui’s nimble fingers traveled all the way down to the small of Tsukasa’s back, then slowly back up again, tracing his spine to the valley between his shoulder blades. The higher Rui went, the harder it was for Tsukasa to stifle the giggles bubbling up from his diaphragm. He prayed to God, the universe, anyone who might hear him, that this moment would last a little while longer. But, with one final squeeze, Rui let go. 

Tsukasa now prayed that golden hour would obscure the blush on his face. “Um—thanks for… that, Rui.”

Rui smiled (if he even stopped smiling in the first place?). “Of course. I’ll see you tomorrow.” And, in true cheesy-romance-movie fashion, Tsukasa stared as Rui disappeared beyond the sunlight-bathed horizon.

This wasn’t going away, was it?

4

Tsukasa loved the way the Wonder Stage transformed Rui him and his friends. He’d learned this term once, social facilitation, and that described it perfectly: the crowd was the extra push the troupe needed to be the best they could be. Somehow, all the fears he’d had from the previous day had washed away. Emu’s acting demonstrated a surprising level of depth. Nene found confidence on the stage she didn’t have elsewhere.

And Rui? The Wonder Stage brought him out in his purest form.

Rui had long since moved past his days of typecasting, especially with how well-received Thorpe was—but no one would dare say he was a bad typecaster. When Rui assigned himself a role, he played it well. Case in point, today’s villain, The Manticore. 

Suspense hung in the air as the audience watched Prince Pegasus approach The Manticore. “You,” Prince Pegasus snarled (so far, so good). He sauntered over to his nemesis, hand on his sword’s hilt. “You have a lot of nerve, kidnapping my sister and thinking I wouldn’t track you down.” This wasn’t going badly after all! Rui had no idea how right he was yesterday—that even if Tsukasa was plagued by this… preoccupation… he was still more than capable. It was all such a rush.

Rui chuckled. Or was it The Manticore? Really, they may have been one and the same. Like Rui, The Manticore was charming, cunning, eccentric, and a little bit too handsome for comfort. But no matter! Like any good story, the Prince would surely emerge victorious; he would defeat his nemesis with courage and wit alone.

And then it happened; something unscripted. Rui placed a finger beneath Tsukasa’s chin, tilting it upward. Tsukasa’s cheeks burned. And as if matters couldn’t get any worse, Rui’s finger then pivoted inward, mimicking a lion’s claw. It tickled. And it drove Tsukasa crazy. This, of all times?! Rui had to know. He was testing him. His resolve. His talent. Tsukasa’s composure teetered on that claw for entirely too long. 

“My Prince,” The Manticore (Rui???) cooed. “The choice is yours. The sword, or your sister.”

Tsukasa swallowed hard. But an actor can handle a little improv. Prince Pegasus bowed, offering his sword. “As you wish.”

+1

“Woooow!!!” Emu cheered. “That was so awesome! That must’ve been our biggest crowd yet!”

Nene nodded. “I could really feel the tension between Prince Pegasus and The Manticore. 

Tension was right. The amount of restraint it took not to kiss Rui then and there was kind of unbearable. But… Emu was right, too. It was an incredible show with an incredible turnout. So much so, in fact, that the four were already planning a rerun and new ways to make it even more incredible. (Emu and Rui’s idea of this was pyrotechnics. Tsukasa figured he could talk some sense into them another time). For now, they could ride the high of another successful show.

A few rides and a meal later, Emu and Nene began making their way home, leaving Tsukasa alone with Rui. This wasn’t unusual—the girls usually needed to get home a bit earlier—but something felt different. Not just Tsukasa’s little crush, that was hardly new. No, Rui seemed distant. Maybe a bit aloof. That pit in his stomach returned. After the stunt Rui pulled during the show, Tsukasa was convinced he had surely caught on to the thoughts plaguing his mind. And, seeing how Tsukasa just barely pushed through the scene, Rui had surely decided that Tsukasa was far too odd to be close to anymore.

…but that didn’t make sense. Rui was weird, sure. His directing methods were sometimes questionable and his inventions bordered on insane. But Rui wasn’t malicious. He was far too sincere to ever test Tsukasa like that. Plus! Rui hadn’t been distant this morning before the show!

And then it clicked. Tsukasa had made himself the villain in his own story! It wasn’t him, but his inner demons! Okay, that was probably a little heavy-handed for a tickle-crush on a boy. But his point stood! What a complex narrative!

Even with this realization, that pit remained. He wasn’t exactly certain, but there was only one way to find out. He had to know how the story would end, no matter how afraid he was. And so, putting on the bravest face he could muster, Tsukasa sauntered over to Rui.

“Hey, Rui.”

“Hmm?”

“What was… that? By the way?”

Rui chuckled. That damn chuckle. “Ah, did you like that little detail in the showdown scene? I thought a bit of improv would really add to—”

“—was it really just for the show?”

Rui’s face dropped. It was more satisfying that Tsukasa was willing to admit. “…what do you mean?”

“The way you tilted my chin,” Tsukasa said. “It was a brilliant choice! Very much in character! But… it felt like you.” If Tsukasa kept talking, he was certain his heart would burst out of his throat. “And… call me crazy, but I hope it wasn’t just for the show.”

The two stood, face-to-face, staring. Neither spoke. Neither moved. And for once, throughout this entire ordeal, Tsukasa saw Rui’s composure break. His hand covered his mouth, and his face turned a deep shade of crimson. Bashfulness looked good on him, Tsukasa thought. Rui’s piercing, yellow eyes met Tsukasa’s. It was familiar. It was the exact “cunning” way Rui had looked at him before.

Oh, wow.

“Tsukasa…” Rui mumbled. The corners of his lips quirked upward, and he laughed. Really laughed. An honest, breathless belly laugh that Tsukasa had never seen from him before. He was completely and utterly enamored by it. “I—I didn’t expect you to read me so candidly.” Rui stepped forward, taking Tsukasa’s trembling hands into his own. “You’re right. A small part of me hoped you’d notice.”

Tsukasa found himself laughing, too. “It took me longer than you know.”

This was comfortable. The both of them, equally shy and equally embarrassed. After all, if all the world was a stage, wasn’t there also a backstage? A green room? An honest moment between actors?

“Rui, can I kiss you?” Tsukasa spat the words out before he could even think about them. And, just as quickly, Rui leaned in, pressing his lips firmly against Tsukasa’s. It was awkward, and decidedly weirder than a stage kiss. But it was nice for the walls to come down. The masks were off. The audience was gone. There was only Tsukasa and Rui…

…and the familiar tickling sensation of Rui’s fingers along the contour of Tsukasa’s jaw. Tsukasa felt his lips part hopelessly into a big, goofy smile. “Wh–What are you doing?”

“Tickling you,” Rui answered. “You’re not the only perceptive one around here, my star.”

What was it called when the pit and the butterflies happened at the same time? Butterfly mosh pit?

“You noticed—AH!”

Rui’s fingers traveled down to Tsukasa’s neck, his nails dragging along either side. “Not at first, but I did notice that you never tried to stop me.” They darted wildly between the underside of his jaw and the crook of his collarbone, never staying in one place for too long. Even trying to trap Rui’s hand between his cheek and his shoulder didn’t work—his fingers could still wiggle away at his neck.

“YoHOU—! You jeheherk!!!” Tsukasa sputtered.

“Me? A jerk?” Rui feigned his best offended voice. “I thought you wanted me to do this!” Rui now had Tsukasa wrapped in his arms, trapping him between his wriggling fingers. This time, he pressed a little harder as he drilled his fingers ever-so-slightly into Tsukasa’s ribs. Tsukasa’s laugh shot up in pitch to an octave he didn’t know he could reach—and it grew even more frantic when Rui’s hands wandered to his sides instead. He couldn’t figure out what tickled more. Squeezing? Spidering? His brain was, frankly, too fuzzy to even think about it. 

“I—! D-Don’t—ahaha!!—dohon’t make me say it!”

“Say what? Say that you want me to tickle you?”

“You know what!!” 

“Do I? Surely I wouldn’t ask if I knew.” Heavens, Tsukasa wasn’t prepared for how much Rui would tease him. Each sentence seemed to be punctuated by even more tickles. No matter how Tsukasa squirmed or twisted, there was always another hand waiting for him, ready to poke at his side or claw under his arms. He could certainly say it was hell, but he’d surely be lying. The fact that Rui was giggling along with him somehow made the sensation even stronger. So, instead of trying to pull Rui’s hands away, Tsukasa simply opted to cover his own face. This seemingly only encouraged Rui to speed up. “Why are you hiding your face? Can’t I hear you giggle?”

“I—ehehe!! I’m embarrassed!”

Rui gasped. “Tsukasa? Embarrassed? What a fascinating turn of events!” Rui’s hands shot straight up to Tsukasa’s wrists as Rui just barely let his fingers graze Tsukasa’s forearms. His arms?! How was that even a spot that could be ticklish?!

Rui’s hands suddenly paused. It was quiet for a moment—much too quiet. The anticipation still wracked Tsukasa’s body. Though he didn’t quite understand why he was still twitching and giggling, he wasn’t exactly complaining. Still… he couldn’t possibly watch. As his hands rose to his eyes, Rui finally spoke.

“Hm… I wonder what happens if I—” Oh no. Tsukasa realized Rui’s were hovering over—

“DON’T YOU DARE—!” Too little, too late. Tsukasa shrieked as Rui’s fingers danced and scribbled all across his tummy.

“Oh! What an interesting discovery! I simply must know more about this spot…” At this point, Tsukasa had fully collapsed against Rui’s body. If not for being in Rui’s arms, he would have absolutely fallen to the ground. But, far too tired to fight back, Tsukasa couldn’t help but laugh away as Rui methodically mapped every bit of his torso. Knowing Rui, he’d have a nearly encyclopedic knowledge of his tickle spots after today.

And for once, Tsukasa really did feel like a star. Maybe not in the way a world-class Broadway actor would be, or a celebrity on the silver screen, but like the apple of Rui’s eye. Attention without performance felt so utterly foreign to Tsukasa—but he could get used to it, he thought.

Even as Rui lightened his touch and slowed his fingers, Tsukasa still found himself awfully ticklish at the moment. Even the slightest, unintentional movement of Rui’s hand sent him into another fit of giggles. Only after Rui removed his hands completely was Tsukasa able to really catch his breath. Though heaving, he gazed at Rui, who was wearing the dumbest grin he had ever seen. Had he not been so worn out, he would have laughed all over again. “I—I think you enjoyed doing that as much as I… um. You know.”

Rui chuckled. “I do know. As for whether I enjoyed it… open to audience interpretation,” he said with a wink.

Tsukasa sighed fondly. He gingerly took Rui’s hand in his. “Walk me home?”

“Of course, my star.”

[ticklish-n-stuff]

A brotherly talk

So @kairoscler and I were talking ab pairings and somehow we ended up talking ab AkiSaki being a thing and how Tsukasa would react to it AND NOW IM SO OBSESSED WITH THE IDEA I HAD TO TURN IT INTO A FIC RARARARA

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Akito & Tsukasa (platonic/Akito is dating Saki)

Lee: Akito

Ler: Tsukasa

Warnings: Tickles! Straight-

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Akito wasn’t sure how it happened. He definitely wanted nothing to do with the Tenma family, yet that all changed after he met Saki. Another soul passionate about her dreams of music, still going despite how hard it gets, and most importantly, she wasn’t like her brother. Sure she was more optimistic than what Akito is used to, but nowhere near the levels of destruction Tsukasa would bring wherever he went.

Somehow, those two hit it off and became an official couple. When Tsukasa found out, he was quick to pull Akito aside and give him ‘the talk’.

“Ugh… do we have to?” The ginger groaned, running a hand through his hair as Tsukasa dragged him along to a private room.

“Of course! Y’know that Saki’s wellbeing is my top priority, and I want to make sure you’ll treat her with the respect she deserves and— Hey! Are you even listening?!” Tsukasa pouted and huffed as Akito’s gaze was anywhere except where it was supposed to be.

“Akito, I’m not kidding—” the blonde emphasized his point to a jab into the younger one’s stomach, words falling deaf at the jump. “What was that?”

“Nothing! Just hurry up…” Akito crossed his arms, cheeks slowly turning strawberry red. Instantly giving him away.

“Oh, I see. You’re ticklish~” Tsukasa had a smug, toothy grin on his face. Watching as Akito tried shrinking in on himself.

“Shut up– H-hey! Don’t try anything!” The ginger's voice wavered as his senpai slowly approached him with devilish eyes. He tried stepping back, only to fall flat across the sofa. “Ihi’m warning yohou!” Poor Akito couldn’t help the nervous giggles that started bubbling in his throat.

“Maybe this’ll make you listen now~” Shortly after, Tsukasa hopped onto the younger male’s hips, keeping him trapped. Dazzling fingers quick to descend onto the soft stomach.

“waHAIT! NAHAHAHA! TSUKASA-SEHEHENPAI!”

“Now, repeat after me. ‘I”ll be a good boyfriend to Saki’” with each syllable, Tsukasa’s fingers would poke and prod at a different spot. Pinching up and down his ribs, skittering his sides, scratching at his belly. Anything to make Akito howl in laughter.

“I-I PFFTAHAHAHAHA! IHI'LL BEHEHE A GOHOHOD BOYFRIEND— OH MY GAHAHASH!” the ginger shook his head furiously. His eyes squeezed shut and cheeks looked like they were about to pop. Tsukasa couldn’t help laughing along, watching his junior lose himself in his hysterics.

"C'mon, you almost got it!" The future star encouraged to a squeeze at the hips, earning a full-on scream of laughter.

“Onii-chan, what’s happening in there?!” Saki’s voice broke them out of their erm… ‘talk’, causing Tsukasa to halt his fingers.

“Nothing! Just having a friendly chat~” he got off the ginger, who was panting as if he had run a marathon. He gave Saki a weak thumbs up, causing her to roll her eyes playfully.

“Glad to see you two getting along~” she spoke cheerfully. She definitely heard all the commotion, but for Akito’s sake, she’ll keep it to herself… for now.

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[jettorii]

jett… im so shameful for making you draw tsukasa so much, EVEN SO! “i’m not going to be taken down by something as childish as tickling.” with lee!tsukasa and ler!rui stares INTENTLY

NO SHAME!!! THROWS THIS AT YOU

[secret-laughs]

lee emu demons hit sorry

[klairawaira]

Rui Kamishiro Tk HCs

〘🩵〙· A/N - Happy Early Birthday to Zin! (@ziniszombie) I'm so glad that I met you!!! (ik its tomorrow shush)

〘🩵〙· Extra - Happy Belated Birthday to Ciel as well. (@cnidarianrui) I thought to make these hcs for you too since your birthday was 3 days ago!

〘🩵〙· Time Taken - like 2-3 hours??? I'm in my rare ler mood rn soooooo, and I started around 5:25am this morning, but finished this during class lolol

Ler

Very teasy ler.

Babytalks his lee (cough cough the rest of wxs cough cough very aggressive coughing).

His teases are like "Kocho kocho kocho~" or "Tickle tickle~" when it comes to someone like Nene or Emu.

Won most of the tickle fights against Nene when they were kids.

He's really playful with little kids, he'll play tickle monster with them.

When he's with the little kids, he'll go "Watch out, little one~", "I'm gonna get you~", or "Here comes the tiiickle monster~"

(Also does this shit to Nene BAHAHAHSHDJJFKFN)

Loves playing the villain bc he can find any way possible to tickle the absolute shit out of Tsukasa

Lee

Actually super ticklish

Can't take what he dishes out to save his life (el em ay oh)

Absolutely combusts when you babytalk him (Nene figured this out easily)

Worst spots are his palms, elbows, ears (more of so a melt spot), and i think his tummy would be especially ticklish (specifically his belly button lol)

The 5% of the time that Rui had lost a tickle fight to Nene, it's because she managed to attack his armpits or tummy.

When you tickle his ears, its the kind of death spot that doesn't cause ear-piercing laughter, but instead, he'll end up giggling really softly, even squeaking or hiccuping.

He snorts. Specifically if you get his belly button, or the inside of his ears.

Very feather ticklish. Light tickles happen to get to him more than rough does, but either way, it's very effective.

I'm out of ideas now, so here are the beloved headcanons!!!!!!!!11111111

[anonyamogus]

Some Kaito and WxS brain rot

Part 2

Nene totally got captured first but convinced Tsukasa and Emu to let her go if she helped them capture Rui