#ticklish!phichit

[myreygn]

Peekaboo!

summary: Phichit visits Yuuri in Hasetsu and it brings back memories from Chicago. Memories, a catchphrase, and something else.

an: my second commission for @wertzunge 💛 thank you so much for commissioning, i apologize for the wait and i hope you like it!

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“He has a very cute accent” is the only thing Mari has to say when Phichit retreats to his room to freshen up a little after the long flight. When Yuuri asks her if that's all, she shrugs and lights herself a cigarette.

Yuuri doesn't know why he's surprised at her lack of enthusiasm; it's not like she's usually a bundle of energy. Maybe he expected things to be a little more exciting, because Phichit is visiting his family’s hot spring for the first time and that’s a special occasion, but he soon realizes how ridiculous that thought is. Phichit isn't a celebrity. Phichit is Phichit, his friend, whether they're in the USA or in Japan or anywhere else in the world. And his family doesn't do a happy dance, but his parents are as friendly as always and Mari even offers Phichit a smile when he returns from his room (maybe she does it to appease her brother, but it doesn't matter, because a smile from Mari is a high honor whatever the circumstance).

The whole visit is nothing special, in the best way possible. They talk like always, they laugh like always and even though Phichit runs through town like an excited tourist, they visit Yuuri’s favorite places just like they visited places back in America. Skating in the ice rink is more fun than usual, but it’s no different from skating with Phichit in Chicago and Yuuri catches himself thinking how much he missed his friend at the most random moments.

“Phichaboo!”

He for sure didn’t miss this.

“Stop it! Don’t say that!” Yuuri giggles softly at the sight of Phichit emerging from the water, shouting his stupid little catchphrase. He remembers his first evening in Chicago when he was sitting on a bench alone and this smiley Thai boy appeared behind him out of nowhere with a happy ‘Phichaboo’ and nearly gave Yuuri a heart attack. The little wordplay was fine and funny enough as an icebreaker early into their friendship and Yuuri honestly thought it was really cool of Phichit to just walk up to a stranger and say something so silly. The problem is that Phichit just won’t stop saying it.

“Why though? It’s my thing!” Phichit grins. “I don’t ask you to stop talking about Victor all the time, do I?”

“Talk about- talking about Victor is not my thing!” Yuuri feels his face burn and he has to fight the overwhelming urge to descend into the water when his friend giggles softly. “And even if it was, at least it’s not as annoying as having your own version of Peekaboo!”

Phichit mock-gasps, pushing a good amount of water straight into Yuuri’s face - luckily, they have the hot spring to themselves, otherwise this probably would’ve thrown a very unprofessional light on the Katsuki family. Not that Phichit cares about such banalties as professionality. (Not that he’s wrong to not care. Yuuri often wishes he could do that.) “Annoying?!”

Right now, he wishes that Phichit would never leave again. Damn, he missed this.

“Would something annoying make you laugh like this?!”

He for sure didn’t miss this.

“Stahap!” An embarrassing squeak escapes his mouth and Yuuri frantically grabs his friend’s wrists, pushing them away from his tummy. “Don’t tickle me!” Okay, he’s lying. He did miss this, a little bit, but still!

Phichit laughs and obeys, but there’s a mischievous sparkle in his eyes. Tickling has always been a way for him to calm Yuuri down during their time in Chicago. Too many new people at once? A few subtle pokes to his midsection to keep him in the here and now. A failed jump during practice and negative feedback from the coach? Some squeezes to the hips never hurt nobody. Just a rough day in general? Time for a full on tickle attack once back in the dorm! And similar to the catchphrase, which Yuuri at this point refuses to even think, there’s no stopping Phichit, even after being friends for quite some time now.

“You’re so childish!” he mumbles, hugging his torso and playfully glaring at Phichit.

“That’s bold coming from someone who blushes when I say ‘Phichaboo, here comes the tickle monster’.”

Enough.

“AIEE- Yuhurihihie!”

Yuuri just smirks and continues to squeeze up and down his friend's sides, making him cackle. He has always known that Phichit is ticklish too; a poke here and there has showed him, but really tickling him… it just never came up. And at least in the beginning of their friendship, Yuuri admits to himself, he was too shy to initiate something like that. But now? Oho. Payback time!

“Eek! Yuuhuri! Whyhyhye?!”

“Why?! You made fun of me!” Yuuri mock-gasps and scribbles over his friend's tummy. “How very dare you!”

“Buhut you cahahalled mehe chihildish! Ahand I sahahaw you bluhush, so I juhust said the truhUTHAHAHA!”

“Good spot, huh?” Another squeeze to Phichit's hips, drawing a loud cackle from him. Yuuri grins. Why deny it, he's having fun with this! Especially because Phichit has only squeaked and giggled up until now, which is cute and all, but not really what Yuuri was looking for. Now, he's found the spot to get real, full-blown laughter out of Phichit. Real, full-blown, incredibly infectious laughter. Yuuri has to really keep it together so he doesn't giggle alongside him - Phichit would tease him endlessly about it!

Apropos teasing…

“Peekayuu, here comes the tickle monster!” Gosh, it even makes him blush when he says it himself, but it's totally worth it for Phichit's indignant squeak. He resorts to tickling his friend's sides again so he can speak.

“Nohoho! Thahahahat's my cahahahatchphrahahase! Yohou cahan't hahahahave it!”

“What are you talking about? I've never heard you say Peekayuu before. You always said… ah, damn, I forgot. Oh well, let's just use my version from now on.”

“Lehehet's nohot! It's PhichahAAH!”

Yuuri can't help it, he just has to laugh with Phichit when his hands find his hips once again in order to prevent him from finishing the sentence. (Mainly though in order to hear these endearing cackles again, who is he kidding.)

He only stops when Phichit taps his wrist - a signal they established back in Chicago to signal that one (Yuuri) has reached his limit. Yuuri immediately takes his hands off amd even though Phichit's eyes are shimmering with obvious joy, an anxious feeling creeps into his chest. What if that was too much? What if he has overwhelmed Phichit? What if he's mad at him? What if-

Phichit interrupts his spiraling train of thought by splashing water into his face and when Yuuri looks at him, he's laughing. (He's laughing. That's good. They're good.) “You’re unbelievable! First you tickle me, then you steal my catchphrase! What's next, do I have to sleep on the street now?” Phichit tries to make an angry face, but the twitching of the corners of his mouth betrays him. “The audacity!”

Yuuri feels like a heavy weight is being lifted off his chest and he allows himself a little smirk. “I just felt like you needed to pay a price for the time in Chicago. And also a lesson on catchphrases.”

“A lesson?! Phichaboo is perfect!”

“Peekayuu sounds better though.”

“Maybe in the ears of an amateur!”

“Okay, okay.” Yuuri grins and gives Phichit a pat on the back. “How about Phichayuu? As a compromise?”

“That’s an entirely new word, I don't know if- okahay, okay!” Phichit swats Yuuris fingers away before they can wiggle into his side more. “Phichayuu is okay.”

They both laugh, then Phichit smiles at Yuuri. “Can I be honest for a second? I'm really happy that you were confident enough to tickle me.”

“Huh?!” Yuuri feels his face flush and the look he gives Phichit must look absolutely dumbfounded, because it makes his friend snort with amusement. “W-why?”

“Because it shows me that you feel comfortable and safe with me, so, thank you!” Before Yuuri can respond, Phichit's genuine smile morphs into a wicked smirk. “Also, it means we can have equal tickle fights now and be silly and have fun!”

“Didn't we have fun before?!” Yuuri squeaks and Phichit laughs.

“More fun!”

More fun. More fun sounds good. Yuuri looks at Phichit's wide smile and smiles back. He missed this.

[ticklygiggles]

FOLLOW UP QUESTION TO ANON, who are your favorite characters to write for each trope you listed 😇

*GASP* Omg this is so haaard dkdnfkffn I'll try to answer some of them hehe

✨ Character not knowing what tickling is/not knowing if they’re ticklish and finding out that they’re, in fact, extremely ticklish and that they enjoy it!

Ushijima Wakatoshi, Hua Cheng, Zhongli, Albedo, Lan WangJi, Achilles (tsoa), Loid Forger, Rengoku Kyoujurou, Elias (Mahoutsukai no Yome), Diavolo, Jumin Han

✨ Tough, strong characters being super ticklish and/or liking being tickled ♥️ this one also applies to serious, shy characters than never smile~

Ushijima Wakatoshi, Tomioka Giyu, Lucifer (obey me!), Xiao, Lan WangJi, Kageyama Tobio, Sawamura Daichi, Uenoyama Ritsuka, Trafalgar D. Water Law,

✨ Power lees asking for their tickles without shame

Kuroo Tetsuro, Howl Jenkins Pendragon, Xie Lian, Childe, Wei WuXian, Victor Nikiforov (sometimes lol, probably when he's drunk), Phichit Chulanont, Ronan Lynch (sometimes too lololol), Rhy Maresh (if he's in the mood), Venti, Kamisato Ayaka

✨ Ler “forgetting” wether the lee is ticklish/where is their most ticklish spot!

Hua Cheng, Kaeya, Childe, Kuroo Tetsuro, Sawamura Daichi, Matsukawa Issei, Thoma, Kamisato Ayato, Lucifer (Obey me), Simeon (obey me), Simeon (Obey me), Victor Nikiforov, Usami Akihito, Sophie Hatter, Beidou, Hu Tao, Ash Lynx, Hori Kyoko, Adam Parrish, Oikawa Tooru

✨ Soft, loving, tender morning tickles

Every single character hahaha

✨ A character who’s usually the ler being super ticklish themselves

Mammon (obey me!), Lan WangJi, Hua Cheng, Victor Nikiforov, Childe, Beidou, Jumin Han, Zen (Mystic Messenger), Rhy Maresh, Iwaizumi Hajime, Sawamura Daichi, Kageyama Tobio

I'm missing a frigging lot but it's too hot, my brain doesn't work dkdnfnf

[theatregaymer]

10 guys I feel need tickles.

Just a list of cartoon/video game/anime boys that I feel could use some more ticklish attention. Smiles, laughs, full on tickle torture, you name it.

1. Bartz Klauser, Final Fantasy V.

I mean just look at this screencap!? He’s got the feather and he’s thinking he knows just what to do with it.

2. Phichit Chulanont, Yuri on Ice.

Such a delightful and precious child, deserved way more attention than he got from the fandom.

3. Quatre Rabera Winner, Gundam Wing.

Might just be me being old, or me having a thing for blonds...but Quatre was always my favorite in the show.

4. Elliot Craig, Trails of Cold Steel.

I absolutely love the Kiseki series, and always wanted to believe there was hope for some LGBT representation with this adorable musician.

5. Guy Cecil, Tales of the Abyss.

What’s not to love? He’s a hard worker, blond(again with the blonds) plus most of the game he has an aversion to women. Sure it’s brought about by trauma, but he is just the sweetest.

6. Son Gohan, Dragon Ball Super.

If you saw this show and didn’t get even a small crush on Gohan at some point, gimme a mirror and I’ll show you a liar. (Obviously not everyone’s cup of tea but yeah, mmpf)

7. Rolo Lamperouge, Code Geass.

Poor boy deserves better. Absolutely felt for him and love his own little arc he gets. Could have done even more but he is definitely someone meaningful.

8. Itadori Yuuji, Jujutsu Kaisen.

The show has had it’s first season and come on...this guy is like premiere tickle fodder and like, nobody goes near it.

9. Ezreal, League of Legends.

He’s always been my favorite champion in LoL well...because blond twink but BESIDES THAT. He has his Pajama Party skin that’s just begging for him to lose a party game that night and get wrecked as his punishment.

10. Tamahome, Fushigi Yuuji.

A friend showed me this gem of a show earlier this year. It was airing around the same time as Inuyasha so I’m not surprised hardly anyone knows it. But Tamahome is such a hunk and even has a scene(in the background) and he’s ticklish in canon! Come on that’s such a signal!

These guys obviously won’t be everyone’s favorites. But to me they are just under appreciated and I can always dream haha. For in depth headcanons, or just headcanon requests in general. I’m opening my askbox so you can send any requests my way.

[ticklefits]

AO3 LINK! | tickletober day 2: HIDING.

yuri!! on ice | phichit chulanont & katsuki yuuri | words : 1130 | anon request

Professional skating means professional training. It also means aspects of the physical form, like stamina, are developed to become stronger and last longer than the average person's. Well, thank god for Yuuri enduring through Victor's professional training, because the amount of time he's had to hold his breath while crouched low under Phichit's bed would be astounding to the right few.

"Yuuri!!" Yep, he's definitely mad. Not the I'm going to rip your head off kind of mad ( i.e. Yurio's type of anger ), but the just wait until I find you and tickle the shit out of you kind of mad, because when an angel like Phichit becomes angry at you, his first method of punishment is of course going to be something inherently light-hearted. 

Dark eyes widen when Yuuri notices Phichits feet within his line of sight under the bed. He knew he shouldn't have allowed Guang Hong to persuade him to prank his fellow skater, especially since it involved his social media, which is a nigh sacred thing to Phichit.  It'll be funny, he said. Phichit will die laughing about it, he said. He observes those feet marching closer and closer to the bed and for a moment, Yuuri feels as though his end is near. On top of being embarrassingly ticklish, Phichit is frighteningly good at tickling and that goes double for tickling Yuuri specifically. He hears the closet door swing open and a huff of frustration falling from the other before he eventually leaves the room. 

A few seconds of absolute silence pass and Yuuri, foolishly, believes he's in the clear. Slowly, like a prey feeling out the area after having been alerted to a predator, Yuuri crawls out from underneath the bed and permits himself a diminutive breath of relief. Something he let loose all too soon.

"Aha!!" Comes the loud, accusatory call from Phichit, who's reappeared back in the open frame of his door with an index finger pointed directly at his best friend. "You thought you could hide from me, didn't you, Yuuri!" 

The aforementioned male squeaks and rolls onto his back, palms up and arms outstretched from his chest, as if in attempt to admit defeat before Phichit makes any moves. 

"Ah! Um, n-no! Not at all! I was just -- uh -- making sure… you didn't.. l-leave your skates under your bed again! Remember last time? You ended up nearly tripping ov---" A little too late, but Yuuri quickly realizes that reminiscing on an embarrassing mishap of Phichit's, when he's already agitated with him, is probably not the wisest of choices; that’s further evidenced by the tanned youth’s cheeks puffing out with a pout drawn across his lips. 

“I’ll have you know that I hang my skates beside my bed now, as a symbol of love and honor towards the sport!” Probably not the best place to hang those skates, considering they could fall from their hook on the wall and Phichit may still trip over them - but Yuuri wasn’t about to say that and speak his ticklish demise into existence. Not that it wasn’t going to happen anyway, because as soon as Yuuri attempts a rapid spin to stand and venture an escape, Phichit closes in and tackles him down onto the bed. Fingers jump right into action, scribbling all over Yuuri’s sides and stomach, whilst keeping his body pinned with his weight. The reaction is immediate; Yuuri squirms like an unearthed worm being beaten down by the sun’s rays, giggling already in hysterics. Curse his hyper - sensitive skin! Every scritch and squeeze jolts through him like an electric current and he’s only made extra sensitive by Phichit’s abrupt teases. 

“Do you see? You wouldn’t have to deal with such ticklish torture if you hadn’t messed with my insta page!” 

“Ahahahahaha! I-I’m sohohohorry! It wahahasn’t -- j-just mehehehehe!” The longer those slender digits torture his stomach, the higher of an octave his laughter raises. Yuuri’s hands fly forward to grip onto Phichit’s wrists to try and deter him in any way, but with the strength he possessed before now usurped by the ticklish sensations, grabbing onto his friend hasn’t proven useful at all. If anything, he’s only been encouraged to migrate elsewhere and Yuuri’s about to regret that decision. 

“Now, you’re right, it wasn’t just you, and Guang will receive his punishment the next time I see him. Buuuut for now, all I see is you, so you’re getting yours first!” There’s a particularly playful evil lurking within the intentions of Phichit’s words and Yuuri swears he will never, ever prank the other skater again. Too bad for Yuuri, because Phichit isn’t quite done helping him learn his lesson. “Y’know, I’m still a good friend. Let me help you; I wanna make sure you’ve got the right amount of ribs!” 

Oh no. 

“Phi--Phichihihihihit, nohoho--!” It’s too late. Ignoring Yuuri’s mirth-laden request, those deft digits travel to the expanse of his ribs and begin to count each one of them, aloud, and to just to make sure Yuuri feels it, Phichit spends some time in between each bone, with gentle, maddening strokes that have Yuuri unhinging his jaw in ripe shrieks of laughter. 

“Ohoho, I totally forgot about how ticklish you are on your ribs! It’s one of your worst spots right? Who would’ve thought?” He’s simply being a brat now and if Yuuri could form coherent thoughts, he’d already be planning a vendetta. For now, he’s buried in merriment, some of it obviously forced, but even he couldn’t deny how much fun he’s actually having, and Phichit would say the same thing. Still, even good things must come to an end, and the social media star finally trusts that his friend understands why it isn’t a good idea to prank him. His fingers halt, smooth themselves over Yuuri’s stomach, earning him a stray giggle, but then are removed altogether. Yuuri sucks in as much oxygen as he can, laying unmoving atop the bed, glasses all askew and hopefully, not broken or cracked. 

Phichit slides off of the other, appearing rather proud of himself, hand on a hip, while its counterpart is extended to aid Yuuri off of his bed. “Now, I know you’re probably going to want to get me back…,” he starts and bites back a shiver at the small smirk spreading across Yuuri’s lips at his words, “However, if I let you help me teach Guang this same lesson, since it is partly his fault why you got tickled in the first place, will you let me off the hook?”

Yuuri goes silent, truly contemplating the ultimatum he’s given. He nods then, his smirk deflating into a smile as he stands up next to Phichit, who doesn’t see his hand behind his back, with two fingers crossed. “Count me in.”

[gabzjones]

“What’s alternate universe you doing right now?” Victuuri please!

"What’s alternate universe you doing right now?” 

“Sleeping,” Victor’s voice was muffled in his pillow, the dark bedroom otherwise quiet.

“Vitya,” Yuuri gently prodded Victor’s shoulder with his finger, “You could at least try to play along.”

It was the same every time. Yuuri would stay up late, coming up with random thoughts and questions. They were always a little confusing, but brilliant in their own way. Victor would try to shrug them off in favour of sleeping, because honestly, they could talk about it in the morning, but Yuuri would insist. And Yuuri always won.

Victor hummed softly, looking up from his pillow, silver hair falling over his eyes. Messy, but still beautiful. So unfair, “Depends. Are you with me?”

Yuuri had to think about it for a minute, “Yeah.”

“Mm definitely not sleeping, then,” Victor chuckled as Yuuri swatted at his arm, “I don’t know. Probably this. It depends how different alternate universe me is.”

“You could be completely different,” Yuuri frowned, a million thoughts flooding to mind, all the possibilities of a world beyond his own, “You could be dating Georgi, and we’d hate each other. I’d be dating Phichit and everything would be totally weird.”

Victor stared at Yuuri for a moment, taking in the strange circumstances Yuuri had just described. It suddenly hit him, “Why do you get to date your best friend, and I get Georgi?”

“He’s a hopeless romantic, just like you?” Yuuri smiled sweetly.

“Oh, yeah?” Victor frowned, reaching out and letting his fingers brush delicately along Yuuri’s sides.

“No... no, Vitya, don’t...” Yuuri spoke between giggles, those fingers already having their effect as they tickled his skin.

Barely a moment later, Yuuri found himself with a lap full of Victor, his fingers moving with more purpose as they found all the sensitive spots, the places he knew Yuuri was especially ticklish, “Take it back.”

Yuuri’s laughter filled the room as he writhed beneath Victor, trying to swat his hands away, “N-No, stop! Vitya!” 

His laughter was like music. Victor wanted nothing more than to keep listening to it, his fingers moving up Yuuri’s sides, “Take. It. Back.”

“Okay!” Yuuri had tears in his eyes, the laughter causing his sides to ache, “You wouldn’t be with Georgi! You wouldn’t!”

Victor’s hands stilled, looking down at Yuuri, seeing that beautiful smile as he tried to catch his breath, “Good. I don’t want anyone else.”

Yuuri’s soft giggles soon faded into content sighs as Victor showered him with affection.

First Sentence Writing Prompts

[joeys-piano]

Phichit ? (Character HC)

P: How do they handle money? One hamster bank at a time. He’s one of those super-coupon people who take the time to sort through the mail and save coupons to fast-food joints while in Detroit. A broke college student is going to do extreme couponing to get that $9.99 all you can eat buffet with his best bud in the world.

H: What is their deadly sin? Addiction. During those nights when he’s gotta sleep early, Phichit convinces himself that he’ll play for ten more minutes. Ten minutes becomes 4 hours later, he’s late for bed, he’s got an essay that’s due, and he’s sort of micro-dying from lack of time management. Celestino irons him out a schedule. It sort of works for a while.

I: On a scale of 1 to 10, how much do they love themselves? 10/10. Sometimes, he goes beyond the chart because he’s extremely thankful for all the opportunities he’s been given, and he wants to share some of his extra love to others~

C: Can they swim well?If you see Phichit in a swimming area, you’ll see him with a floatie. He ain’t ashamed of it, either.

T: Where are they ticklish?His arms are very ticklish. Whenever his hamsters run along his arm, Phichit rolls around in laughter

[savedbythenotepad]

seung-gil is ticklish and he and phichit have tickle fights all the time. and seung-gil loves them because phichit is ticklish too and he's always so beautiful when he's happy and smiling and laughing.

[ujustgottalaugh]

Lights Out

Phichuuri Week Day 4: Friends to Lovers 

@phichuuriweek ao3

“Yuuri, you’re cheating!” Phichit whined as he leaned on his side still balancing the controller in his hand somehow as he continued to halfheartedly play in his sideways position.

“Come on stop being such a sore loser,” Yuuri smirked as he managed to score again. “You’re just saying that because I’m winning.”

Phichit pouted and slithered closer and head butted Yuuri’s thigh. His skin was so soft and he wondered if Yuuri would mind if he placed his head in his lap.“You’re only winning because you’re cheating! God the things that I have put up with living with you! I ought to just leave you!”

“You put with me?” Yuuri asked incredulously. “You’re saying that while you wiggle on the floor and pouting like a five-year-old?”

Phichit gave him an offended look and put his hand on his chest indignantly momentarily forgetting all about the game they were playing and opened his mouth to reply when he suddenly noticed the numbers on the screen and realized that he all but lost considering that he couldn’t possibly close the gap between him and Yuuri now! (not that he had much of a chance, to begin with). He let out a defeated sound and wrapped his arms dramatically around Yuuri’s waist causing the latter to almost drop his controller.

“Wha-Phichit what’re doing! I’m cannot play like this!” Yuuri protested his face turning red as he tried to pry Phichit off of him. He tried to ignore how Phichit’s lips brushing against his exposed skin made his heart race.

“You have already won, what more could you possibly want?” Phichit turned his head burying it in Yuuri’s clothes. “You already defeated me. Do you also want to laugh and rub your victory in the face of my dying avatar? Yuuri you’re so cruel! Crueler than I could have imagined!” Phichit nuzzled his head further into Yuuri’s side.

Yuuri couldn’t help but laugh partly because he always found Phichit’s overdramatic antics hilarious and partly because he was ticklish. “Phichit we need to finish the game! You promised no distractions! Besides how can I rub my victory in your avatar’s dead face if I haven’t won yet.”

Phichit bolted upright into a sitting position his arms still wrapped tightly around Yuuri. He stared into him his chocolate brown and realized not for the first time that he could stare into them forever. They were so pretty. “I knew it! Everyone thinks you’re so sweet and innocent and they all fail to see the monster underneath! So ruthless and vile!”

“Like you’re one to talk,” Yuuri retorted. They were pressed up against each other and Yuuri wondered if Phichit could feel how hard his heart was beating. “Who was it that smuggled vodka into the dorms at last week’s party via water bottles, huh? It certainly wasn’t me. I still remember how you straight up told the dorm supervisor to take a sip just throw him off. You were lucky he didn’t actually do it and believed in bold faced lies!”

Phichit laughed at the memory. They were so close together now that Yuuri could feel Phichit’s breath fan over his face. Phichit’s eyes lightened up a certain way when he laughed and it always spread a warmth in Yuuri’s chest. He loved it whenever he was the one to make Phichit light up like that. “Yeah, that was wild. Still, can’t believe he fell for that! Think I should do it again?”

“What? No! The last time was nerve wrecking enough! I don’t want to go through that again!” Yuuri declined. Somewhere in their conversation, Phichit had removed his arms from around Yuuri’s waist and they were now resting comfortably around his neck instead. Wherever their skin touched was vibrating with warmth and his skin hummed with approval. A feeling he had gotten used to as of late considering how they much closer they had gotten since they first met.

Phichit just smirked. “It was still a lot of fun though. I remember you laughing. I remember you laughing a lot actually.”

Yuuri was about to retort when they suddenly heard the tv wail signaling that the time was up and they had both lost the game. Yuuri let out a strangled sound. “Phichit look at what you did! Now we have to start all over again!”

That wiped Phichit’s victorious grin right off his face (he had been rejoicing at the fact that he hadn’t lost to Yuuri which to him counted as a win). “What? No! I don’t want to!” Phichit whined as he closed his eyes and buried his face in the nook of Yuuri’s neck which made the latter’s breath hitch. “Yuuri we’ve already played enough. I don’t want to lose anymore.”

“What the-?” Yuuri said and groaned in annoyance which mad Phichit open his eyes and he suddenly found himself in darkness.

Phichit immediately let go of Yuuri to touch his face in horror. “Please tell me that we just had a power out and that I didn’t just go blind.”

“The power went out,” Yuuri confirmed.

“Oh thank god,” Phichit exhaled relieved.

“Why’d you even think that you suddenly went blind? I’m pretty sure that isn’t the first concern that usually goes through a person’s mind when they’re in the dark?”

“I had a really realistic dream last night that I couldn’t see so I just thought shit this is it just as the prophecy foretold, you know? Ironically my whole life didn’t flash before my eyes, the only thing I could think was but I haven’t watched the latest episodes of b99 yet! I was utterly devastated Yuuri.” But Yuuri gave no response. “You’re judging me aren’t you? I can’t see you, Yuuri, but I can feel your judgy look so freaking hard. Yuuri I thought we were friends!”

“We should probably check out why the lights went out,” Yuuri said after a long silence.

“Wait!” Yuuri was about to get up when suddenly he felt Phichit lightly touch his arm before he wrapped his hand around it. “You can’t just leave me alone in the dark. Who knows what’s out there ready eat me.”

Yuuri’s mouth curved into a smile. “They’d be right to eat you considering how you made me lose the game earlier.”

Phichit let out a surprised laugh and tackled Yuuri to the ground. “I can’t believe you! Is that how little I mean to you? I thought we were best friends!” Phichit attacked Yuuri’s sides tickling him mercilessly. “Say you love me and would never abandon me!”

Yuuri wheezed with laughter. “Phi- please sto-” Yuuri tried to sit up in an attempt to throw Phichit off but instead crashed his mouth with his and they both instantly froze. There had been nothing romantic about it considering that they just slammed their mouths together but Yuuri’s cheeks still heated up and his heart pounded painfully in his chest. And he was suddenly grateful that the power was out.

I can’t believe I just did that! He had the sudden urge to find a hole to crawl into and die. Phichit, of course, being the inconsiderate ass that he was just had to address it.

“Yuuri… did you just kiss me?” Phichit asked sounding mightily amused and the only thing Yuuri could think about despite how hard he was crushing on him was how much he wanted to deck him. He could die of embarrassment. “Are you embarrassed?” How did he freaking know?

When Yuuri refused to reply knowing that whatever came out would be a blabbering mess he felt Phichit’s hands softly ran up his body, leaving hot trails in their wake, till they settled on his cheeks. “Don’t be. I didn’t mind. Next time just try to make it hurt less.”

Yuuri let out a shuddering breath. “Does that mean-that you-you-”

“That I like you?” Phichit finished for him. “Yes. Quite a lot. In fact-” Phichit fumbled for Yuuri’s hand and placed it on his beating heart. “I’ve for some time and right now right at this moment I really want to kiss you.”

Feeling Phichit’s heart beat under his fingertips did nothing to sooth the erratic beating of his own heart but it reassured him and he found it much easier to breathe. He sat up and reached for Phichit’s face to cup it in his free hand. They sat like that in deafening silence, cupping each other’s cheeks with one hand and the others rested upon each atop Phichit’s chest. “You’re so quiet,” Phichit noted, he himself talking quietly as he slowly caressed Yuuri’s cheeks with his thumb. “I want to kiss you. Is that okay?”

“Yeah,” Yuuri breathed. His heart was beating so erratically in chest that he could barely hear and yet he felt at ease at the same time. He felt like they were sitting in their own bubble cocoon by the darkness. He quite liked it. Their own little dark world.

Phichit moved his hand from where it was resting atop Yuuri’s to cup his cheek. Yuuri could feel him close the distance between them and wondered if he should close his eyes despite not being able to see shit either way.

The kiss was soft and chaste at first as they tried to adjust to each other. They even clicked their teeth together which just made Phichit giggle and Yuuri grinned because they were both idiots and omg I love him.

They adjusted and their lips finally slotted together in complete sync and Yuuri’s chest exploded with warmth, love, joy, something everything and the only thing he could think in that moment as he felt Phichit toy with the ends of his hair - something that made sigh with content - and his own arms wrap around Phichit’s waist was that there was nowhere else in the entire world he would rather be than with his eccentric and lovable room/rink mate/best friend because he just loved him so freaking much.

When they finally broke apart for air Yuuri found the same love in Phichit’s smoldering gray eyes. His cheeks were flushed red which made Yuuri experimentally poke them because they were so pretty and cute. His eyes vibrated with such joy, they were mesmerizing and Yuuri wanted to capture their radiance as a monument and keep it forever. Phichit seemed to second his thoughts as he suggested that they took a selfie. Yuuri reached for Phichit’s phone right away noticing just then that the lights had already turned back on.

They took the selfie Phichit slung his arm around Yuuri’s shoulder something they had always done but felt a lot intimate after what they had done.

“Let’s build a fort,” Phichit suggested with a cheeky grin and Yuuri laughed.

“That’s so random.”

“So?”

So Yuuri didn’t protest when his best friend clasped his hand in his and helped him build a fort in the middle of the night for no apparent reason other than he was asked to and he was too weak to refuse. Once it was built Phichit pushed Yuuri down and captured his lips in his. This kiss packed a lot more enthusiasm and passion that made Yuuri reel and he absolutely loved it.

Yuuri pulled back to catch his breath. “Don’t tell me the only reason you wanted to make this fort was just to make out in it.”

Phichit stared down at him with a smirk and eyes that glinted with mischief. “What better reason is there?” Phichit asked and Yuuri grinned because honestly, he couldn’t have agreed more.

[georgipopovich-voiceblog]

Phichit-chuu: ❝ Are you ticklish here? ❞

“YES, NO DON’T” Georgi flails at him, as though he was being swarmed by bugs, he smacks at his hands. “DON’T TICKLE ME, I HATE TICKLING.”

@phichit-chuu

[fanficsandfluff]

Yuri on Ice!!! ((Side note: Did you hear about the movie coming out? I'm dead))

INDEED I FUCKING DID HEAR ABOUT THE MOVIE AND I AM LOSING MY SHIT!! 

who’s the most ticklish character

Yuuri Katsuki, precious babe

who’s the character that most people would assume is ticklish, but actually isn’t

Fuuuuuuuck, I picture all of them to be ticklish! Lol but after thinking about it I’d say either JJ or Chris 

who’s the character that everyone gangs up on and tickles

Yuuri or Phichit!

who’s the character that somehow knows everyone else’s tickle spots and reveals them to others

CHRIIIIISSSSSS!!! He’s buds with everyone so he’ll always spill the beans no matter what. Plus, since he’s basically not ticklish there aren’t any repercussions for him ;)

who’s the character with one specific tickle spot that only one other person knows about

Yuuri has a spot right under his ass cheeks that only Victor knows about and it’s glorious

who’s the most likely to win gang tickle wars

Hmmm, this is quite a big gang if everyone’s thrown into it. Again, the non-ticklish would win. But in cases like just Yuuri/Victor, Victor’s the one who wins, and in Yuri/Otabek the Kazackh wins lol

which character has a kink for tickling

Yuuri (damn, he’s the answer to a lot of these lmao)

which character didn’t even know they were ticklish until another character tickled them

Hmmm, tough one tough one…. I’m going to say either Yurio or Victor

which two characters have tickle fights all the time

YUURI/VICTOR

Gimme a series and I’ll tell you the above!

[myreygn]

Hi! If you're still accepting these, could I request “Come over here and make me.” with victuuri? And could you make victor the one getting tickled? Thank you!

my first time writing victuuri, i hope it's okay :)

O~o~O

10: “Come over here and make me.” (Victuuri)

“Victor! Victor, you take that off right now!”

Oh no, the mom mode. Victor just smirks and leans back on the sofa, putting his arms behind his back so the front of the t-shirt is even better visible. “Why? I think it's lovely!” Oh and how lovely it is! A Christmas gift from Yurio and Victor is pretty sure that it was meant to mock him and Yuuri, but unlike his fiance, who thinks it's ugly, he adores the shirt with a picture of Yuuri on it. Even though, or maybe especially because, it's one of the photos Phichit took during the legendary after-party.

“It's not lovely and you know that as well as I do!” Yuuri's face is bright red and he can't even look at the shirt without making one of these cute little noises he always does when he's embarrassed. At the same time though, his face is determined. “I can't stand this picture, now take it off!”

Victor's smirk intensifies and he quirks an eyebrow provocatively. “Come over here and make me.”

He never thought that Yuuri could look this scary. He knows about his intense gazes (because holy hell, these are truly something else!) but now there's something dangerous in his lover's face that makes him shiver. Apparently, “make me” was the wrong thing to say. Victor gulps at the sight of Yuuri walking over to him and sets up a cocky grin. “What'cha gonna do about it, hm?” Maybe, if he acts though, it won't be too bad.

“Hm, I don't know, maybe this?” Suddenly there are quick fingers dancing over his ribs and Victor's eyes almost bulge out of his head in surprise as he hastily clamps his arms to his sides.

“AH-ayehehe Yuhuhuuri! Ghahaha!”

“Not so bold anymore now, are you?”

Yuuri grins triumphantly as he manages to straddle his lover on the couch and uses the opportunity to dig into his sides and ribs even more enthusiastically, earning screeches and giggles. “My my Victor, did you get more ticklish since last time? This is too easy, really.”

“Ihihit's nahat!” You can say about him what you want, but not that Victor Nikiforov lacks pride and that being said, he's determined not to give in just like that! “Ge-gehehet ohohoffAHA naHAha, Yuuri!”

Yuuri just quirks an eyebrow at the cut off snark and continues to massage deep circles into Victor's armpits in which he somehow managed to sneak with his quick fingers. The former world champion doesn't want to go as far as saying that he's desperate, but unfortunately he's starting to get desperate.

“Ohohokahahay, ohokahay, stahahap!”

“Will you take off the shirt, like I told you to?”

“MahaybeeEEEHEHE YAHA I whihihill, prohomise!”

“Good.” Yuuri smirks and lets go off Victor, lets him sit up, pats his back, then he tugs at the shirt.

Victor sighs and does as he's told. “But it's so cute! Look at you, you're adorable!”

“You're dead to me.”

O~o~O

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[kingotabek]

"I hate you!" Yuuri yelled.

He did his best to squirm away from Victor’s dumb, long fingers, but they just dug further into his ribs then niggle up into his armpits. 

The tears keep pouring from his eyes, and he is gasping for air through choking laughter that sounds like a kicked poodle.

Somewhere in the background he can hear Phichit giggling, and he makes a mental note to kill him if he’s filming this. 

Yuuri’s going to kill him anyway for telling Victor he’s ticklish. 

Finally, finally, he manages to turn over and land a solid kick to Victor’s stomach just hard enough to hurt, and his tortured laughter manages to deepen as he hears Victor let out a pained ‘oof.’ 

Yuuri doesn’t even feel guilty, he’ll make it up to him later, after he decides to forgive him. 

[spideney]

VictuuriWeek Day 5: Domesticity (Family)

Title: Family, Hopefully

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

Summary: Yuri is momentarily staying with Viktor and Yuuri. The couple decides to invite Yuri's friend over, hoping it will make him feel more at home.

Warnings: Yuri swears

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“Let’s see… We have meats, cheese, vegetables… I could grill anything up for you. Do you like omelets?” Yuuri asked, peering into their refrigerator. It was chockfull, so Yuri must have been able to think of something he wanted to eat, right?

Being the obstinate teen he was, the young Russian leaned further into the couch and scoffed, not bothering to look behind him. “Just get me instant ramen. I’m used to it.”

Yuuri scowled, unable to help the spark of parental concern flaring in his chest. Not that he was the expert on healthy eating, but Yuri’s comment made him worry, so he grabbed some vegetables from the fridge. “I’ll be making you a quick stir-fry; how does that sound?”

Though he groaned first, Yuri shrugged. Yuuri took that as a “fine.”

The boy had been staying with him and Viktor for a few days now. His grandfather needed to fly to Croatia to meet with his sister and discuss the will of her husband who recently passed away, and Yuri, barely knowing them, did not need to be a part of that visit. Viktor was the one who made the suggestion to Yuri’s grandfather, and the man happily accepted his offer, much to Yuri’s aggravation.

During the first day, Yuri was stubborn and pissy, groaning when he saw that the two older men already had an extra room saved “just for him,” as Viktor said. Yuuri worked on warming the frosty teenager up, though, and it surprisingly worked a little—maybe just because of how intensely Yuuri’s parental instincts had kicked in, seeing how messy and careless the boy was. He’d had some experience with “child-rearing” in rooming with Phichit, to put it frankly, so Yuri’s habits simply sparked old instincts in him to help out.

By now, Yuuri knew not to take the kid’s ungrateful whining to heart, or let it bother him. He was going to make sure Yuri got a healthy diet if it killed him. And if Yuri ever truly made him upset, well, Viktor would no doubt take care of it.

So, he focused on preparing the meal, unaware of Viktor coming into the living room-kitchen area, stretching the sleep out of his muscles. Habitually, he made his way to Yuuri and wrapped his arms around his unsuspecting fiancé’s midsection, catching the younger man mid-stir and causing him to jolt slightly.

“V-Viktor! Don’t surprise me like that when I’m cooking, please.”

Said man only answered by mumbling into Yuuri’s neck, sluggish and adoring. Yuuri sighed in exasperation—his fiancé would never give him a moment of peace, he knew it—before giggling suddenly when Viktor blew on his neck, where he was ticklish.

“Vi-Viktor, st-stop it!” he exclaimed between laughs, trying to dislodge the clingy man.

“Can you two go be gross somewhere else, please? I’m so sick of this!” Yuri groaned from the couch, rolling his eyes and gagging dramatically. He’d put on such a performance in front of them before. Viktor sighed, while Yuuri kept his expression neutral.

“Why do you need to be so mean, Yurio…” Viktor mumbled, long and drawn out, causing Yuri’s face to redden in anger.

“And why do you always need to be so fucking gross?”

“Alright, alright, enough you two…” Yuuri decided to end it there before it got any worse, as he usually was forced to do. As much as he loved his boys, they could get ridiculous when fighting.

Yuri grunted in annoyance, turning back to the television, and Viktor sighed happily into Yuuri’s shoulder.

After he finished cooking, Yuuri dislodged his fiancé and took the dish to Yuri, making sure he ate every last bite. The boy grumbled throughout, but Yuuri assumed that he felt loved deep down, as he didn’t actively refuse the food. When he finished, he made to give the plate back to Yuuri but was stopped by a hand.

“Now, go do the dishes that are left to be done.”

“What? You don’t get to tell me what to do, katsudon!” Yuri growled out.

Knowing that he’d gotten the teen to do quite a few chores during his stay here, Yuuri persisted in a no-nonsense tone, “Actually, I do get to tell you what to do right now. Go ahead, I know you can handle washing a few dishes. Don’t you want the place to look it’s best for when your friend gets here tonight?”

Wide-eyed, Yuri stared for a few seconds before huffing and heading to the sink. Yuuri was glad that worked, because he wasn’t sure what he would’ve done had Yuri kept being stubborn.

Luckily for him, Otabek Altin was coming over to visit; he was temporarily in Russia and accepted their invitation to spend a dinner and night. Yuuri and Viktor wouldn’t offer many skaters to spend a whole night, but Otabek was Yuri’s friend—one of his only friends, from what Yuuri could tell—and the couple hoped that having him here would help relax the teenager. He’d been wound tight these past few days, likely due to living in close proximity with Viktor.

So, Yuri tidied up, and Yuuri occasionally helped him despite his earlier fervor in getting the teen to do it by himself. He just couldn’t help it when Yuri kept huffing and puffing at him, as if Yuuri had ruined his life by making him clean a plate. Though as Yuuri made dinner he still forced the younger to help him. He needed to learn responsibility some way.

Yet again, as Yuuri was cooking, Viktor snuck up behind him to cling. Only this time, Yuri was even closer to see it.

“Ugh, quit groping each other and be useful!” Yuri immediately grouched, taking his anger out on the onions before him by chopping them up rapidly. Yuuri blinked blankly, and Viktor merely continued to nuzzle into Yuuri’s neck, unbothered.

“…Babe, how about you set the table for us? When Otabek gets here he’ll want to eat, I think,” Yuuri finally answered, gently detaching Viktor’s arms from him and giving him a parting, chaste kiss. Viktor nodded and got to work, seemingly satisfied. Yuri rolled his eyes but quieted.

Otabek arrived as soon as Yuuri finished placing the main dish on the table, much to everyone’s relief. Yuri was the one who greeted him first, of course, the friends exchanging short hugs before Yuuri and Viktor welcomed the visitor fully in. Otabek answered their greetings with a nod, removing his shoes and offering a short compliment about the state of the apartment. He was quiet as always, but Yuuri sensed that he was truly happy to be here and thanked him delightfully before having everyone take their seats at the dinner table, one on each side.

“…This fish is good,” surprisingly, Otabek was the first one to speak once they had started eating, though Yuuri figured he wanted to be polite. He smiled at the compliment, about to thank him, but Yuri answered first while looking down at his plate, busy cutting the fish into pieces.

“I helped cook it.”

“You’re such a good helper, kotyonok,” Viktor reacted first, smirking around his fork, and Yuuri sighed. Here they went.

“Don’t call me that, old man,” Yuri snarked, glaring daggers at the man across the table. Otabek and Yuuri glanced at each other, resigned to their fates.

“But it’s the truth, and I’m sure your friend would be proud of you. See, Otabek, Yurio even helped clean today! I guess he was excited for you to visit,” Viktor now faced Otabek, grinning like a pleased Cheshire cat.

“Stop patronizing me and stop fucking telling him that!” Yuri now shouted, raising in his seat with a blazingly red face. Yuuri sighed again, holding his hand out to keep him at bay.

“Now, calm down—“

“Don’t tell me to calm down, pig!”

The dinner continued in the same manner, and though Yuuri was used to it, he was worried that Otabek might be too taken aback. However, the boy didn’t seem concerned, merely watching the proceedings while eating as if it were a show—and, it sort of was, Yuuri had to admit. Viktor knew exactly how to push Yuri’s buttons, and the outcome usually proved to be hilarious.

After dinner they decided to pop in a movie, Yuuri forcing Viktor and Yuri to sit as far away from each other as possible to prevent any angry outbursts which would steal everyone’s attention. Yuri grumbled, pulling Otabek with him to take the other end of the couch, Otabek and Yuuri thus sitting in the middle with Viktor and Yuri on the ends.

“If you idiots start making out right next to us at any point, I’m going to my room and locking myself in,” Yuri muttered solemnly right as the movie started, causing Yuuri to blush profusely and Viktor to cough around a laugh. Hearing “my room,” though, caused both adults to secretly smile to each other afterwards.

Just because of Yuri’s comment, Yuuri made sure to not let Viktor near his lips throughout the whole movie, no matter how much the Russian man groped and pouted.

By the time the movie ended, it was rather late, so Viktor showed Otabek to the futon where he would be sleeping, pulled out from a couch Yuri’s room—or the guest room, though it seemed everyone had finally stopped with that pretense. Yuuri made to get up from the couch as well, but realized Yuri was staring at him as if he had something to say, and faltered.

“…Um, thanks for letting my friend come over, katsudon,” the teen mumbled, acting as if it was painful for the words to come out of his mouth. For all Yuuri knew, it was.

It was cute, though. Yuuri smiled, facing him and resisting the urge to pinch his cheek. “Of course. Viktor and I both wanted you to be more comfortable here and thought that having a friend here would help. Viktor teases you a lot, I know, but he means well, and he cares. Otabek can fit into our little family just fine—we have plenty of room.” It was true; Yuuri felt as if he were Yuri’s father these past few days, giving him chores and looking out for his wellbeing. He didn’t hate the idea, especially knowing that Viktor also held parental affection for the boy. They weren’t conventional, but they were still a family of some sort, Yuuri felt.

As expected, Yuri sputtered and blushed, glaring back at him. “What do you mean, family? You’re crazy…” He tried to sound angry, but couldn’t quite make it, something hopeful in his eyes. Yuuri took it as the boy accepting them, and grinned happily, unable to help himself from reaching over and pulling Yuri into a tight hug, much to the boy’s shock.

“Aw, I’m so happy… You can stay with us any time, even after this, you know that, right? We want to look out for you.”

“…I-I know, katsudon. Now get off me.”

Yuuri obeyed, but not before ruffling the teen’s hair. Yuri acted as if he didn’t appreciate it, but Yuuri knew otherwise—the delight at being a part of something so precious still shone in his eyes.

[wigglywormy]

Okay! Headcanon that Phichit and Yuuri sort of experimented in their earlier days in Detroit. Which is how Phichit found out Yuri had ticklish ears and how Yuuri found out the other boy had extremely ticklish feet AND cheeks of all things, hence why he always giggled when rubbing one of his hamsters against his face.

THIS IS SO CUTE HOLY SHIT!!!!!!!! PHICHIT’S CHEEKS BEIN TICKLISH………

yuuri had shyly pressed a kiss to his cheek once after a makeout session because yuuri is Pure and Good but phichit had giggled and rubbed at his cheek cause the kiss was so soft and tickly and yuuri had reached up curiously and ran his fingertips along the swell of his cheek and phichit was all pink in the face and smiling and yuuri was like omg this is fucking great 

[ichidice]

yall got any headcanons for the lovely thai prince phichit? Or for that matter his bfs guang hong and leo?

omggg sorry this took a while bc i had to think of cute domestic headcanons for the ot3:

guang hong gets colds easily, so his bfs make sure to bundle him up with their coats before he leaves their home

this also includes when it’s bedtime and they make sure that guang hong is in the middle so he can receive the most heat 

in their group chat, as you all know, that i believe leo sends memes

guang hong hates those memes; like, leo will be right across from him and just throw a pillow at his face

meanwhile, phichit is trying figure out what the heck was sent to him

there’s a competition to who can find the cutest animal pictures

they take turns cooking each week!!!

they end up teaching each other homemade recipes from their countries

dinner talk is filled with the latest gossip

leo loves to sing out loud

phichit records leo while he sings in the shower

leo is super ticklish??? phichit/guang hong can just lightly poke his side and he’ll go into a laughing fit which is a lot of snorting and cute giggles

guang hong gets grumpy sometimes and phichit/leo will all they can to cheer him up; which can easily be cured with kisses

movie night is on friday

they all share their beauty/face routine and sometimes do “spa” days which includes them giving each other manicures, facemasks, massages, and etc.

That’s all I have for now!!! I mean like feel free to add on ajsllajskd

[ticklygiggles]

hello! if you aren't busy, can i ask to see your headcanons for phichit? i just love him so much! thank you in advance ^^

Hello! I should be writing the rest of the christmas prompts but PHICHIT IS MY SON, so here you go a few headcanons~:

To start, I think Phichit is very ticklish on his waist and up to his shoulder blades and also this spot right between the highest ribs and underarms, y’know?

Porbably under his arms and his tummy too

He’s ticklish all over but those spots are the killer, yes

He has the cutest laugh ever. It is a bit squeaky but very bubbly and childish and you just can’t stop listen to it

Yuuri and him had a lot of tickle fights when they lived together. Like a lot and Phichit was the winner in all of them

He’s not a massive ler, tho. He’s definately more of a Lee

He likes being tickled, really. I think he finds it cute and a way to be close to his friends? You know to form bonds between them and all

He likes to sneak squeezes and pokes to his friends when they’re being grumpy or so

When he’s being a Ler he likes to go from the less ticklish spots to The Spot™ 

He giggles hearing other people’s giggles. What a dork.

I think Phichit love to cuddle and just affection in general.

He loves when people play with his hair and lightly tickle his face.

He also likes having his back lightly tickle, even if he’s giggling all the time.

He likes nuzzling his S/O cheeks and neck and just being a cute cupcake. 

Maybe he had a few cuddle sessions with Yuuri because they’re that close and he likes when Yuuri giggles when his neck is being nuzzled?

Omg he giggles when he has his hamsters on his shoulders because they tickle him with their tiny noses and sjsf too cute

Phichit is my child and he deserves love ♥♥

I hope this was good enough? Thank you for asking for theeeese!