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tklpilled · 4 months

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(shigeo, ritsu, teru)

summary: being caught in the middle of a rivalry is exhausting, especially when the rivalry is about you.

a/n: merry christmas, @lee-lucius !! i was your secret santa this year :) and thanks to hypah @squealing-santa for hosting <3

[this is a sfw tickle fic!]

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Shigeo isn’t popular. He’s been told that before; Reigen’s made it very clear, at least. He’s well aware that he has a small group of friends, but he’s fine with that. He doesn’t exactly like when lots of attention is on him, it overwhelms him.

So, he’s not used to being fought over.

“You have an unfair advantage.” Teruki sits behind him, arms wrapped around Shigeo’s waist and pulling him into his lap. His head is resting on Shigeo’s shoulder. “You live together.”

“That doesn’t mean we’re always spending time with each other.” Ritsu sits across from them, leaning against the wall, arms crossed.

“But you’ve known each other all your lives!” Teru huffs.

Shigeo stays out of their argument, embarrassed and unsure what to say. He instead leans his head slightly against Teru’s and focuses on the feel of the steady thumping of the blond’s heart.

“If Shige liked you more, that wouldn’t matter,” Ritsu retorts.

Teru makes a hmph noise. “But that’s still not fair! Right, Shigeo?”

Ritsu narrows his eyes. “Shigeo?”

Teru’s heartbeat speeds up. “Ah. U-um.”

“It’s fine,” Shigeo interrupts, before either of them can say anything more. “You don’t have to fight.”

“Shi—” Teru cuts himself off with a glare in Ritsu’s direction. “He’s right. There’s no need to fight over this.”

Ritsu nods. “Right. Glad you realised how wrong you are.”

Shigeo sighs and prepares himself for a long day.

It becomes a competition of who knows Shigeo better. Ritsu, naturally, is winning, although Teru continues to protest against the advantage that he has. Shigeo tunes them out, not bothering to pay any attention. He doesn’t even realise that they’re asking him a question until Teru pokes him to get his attention.

“C’mon! Answer!”

Shigeo blinks back into reality. “Ah, Teru—” (“Teru,” mouths Ritsu, gaping at the use of not only Teru’s first name, but his nickname) “—cut that out, please.” He swats Teru’s hands away lightly before looking up. “Um. What were you asking?”

Ritsu shakes his head to clear his obviously many thoughts and questions. “We just wanted to know—”

“Are you ticklish, Shigeo?”

Please stop calling me that, you’ll give Ritsu a stroke, Shigeo thinks, before the question registers. “Huh?”

Teru pokes him again, gentler this time. “Or are you hurt? You’re not hurt, are you?”

“N-no, I’m fine.”

Ritsu leans in, looking interested. “I didn’t think you were still ticklish, Shige.”

Their attention is suddenly entirely on him. He squirms a bit. “U-um, what was the que—aha!” He jolts, and Teru giggles beside his ear.

“Oh, you are!” He turns to Ritsu. “See, I bet I know more about where he’s ticklish than you do!”

Before Shigeo could point out that actually, neither of them had known anything about it until just a moment ago, Teru’s fingers spring into action, and then Shigeo is too busy with his sudden fit of laughter.

He covers his mouth with his hand, curling up. “W-wahahait!” he protests quietly at the feeling of Teru scribbling over his stomach.

“Just admit it, Shigeo,” Teru says, and Shigeo can feel the outline of his smile from where the blond’s cheek is touching his, his chin resting on Shigeo’s shoulder. “I know you better.”

“He can’t admit something if it’s not true.” Ritsu’s voice is suddenly much closer than before, and then an extra set of hands are squeezing his knees.

Teru grumbles. “Go on,” he tells Shigeo. “Which of us do you like better?”

“Th-thahahat wahasn’t the quehehestion!” Shigeo squeals, batting at the assaulting hands but otherwise not fighting back much.

“No, it wasn’t,” Ritsu agrees, “because the answer is obviously—”

“Bohohoth! Both of yohou!”

The two of them pause instantly. Teru is the first to speak up.

“...Both?”

Shigeo nods, catching his breath. “B-both…I like you both.”

They look at each other, and for a moment Shigeo thinks they'll finally stop arguing. And then —

“That's not the right answer, Shige.” Four hands are back to tormenting him, and the noise Shigeo makes is not a squeal… but it is pretty damn close.

“Wait, wait, wahahait!”

This continues for a while — all three of them know that Shigeo could never actually pick a favourite between the two of them. The arguing is just for fun, and it’s a silent agreement that the tickling is because Shigeo needs to smile more often.

But when Shigeo pleads for them to stop, they both freeze instantly; because much like he cares about them too much for his own good, they love him too much to keep tormenting him. A smile being forced from you isn’t a true smile, after all.

#mob psycho 100 #mp100 #shigeo kageyama #ritsu kageyama #teruki hanazawa #terumob #if you want #tickle fic #lee!mob #lee!shigeo #ler!ritsu #ler!teru #squealing santa 2k23 #ss2k23 #arty writes

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kanene-yaaay · 1 year

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The mistake(s)

Kanene’s notes: Summary of this fic:

Teru: I am evil I am mean I know no mercy I am the master of teases.

Mob: *smile*

Teru: I,,,, s,,somft,,

Warnings: None. This is just a cute tickle fanfic with Lee!Mob and Ler!Teru. Can be viewed as platonic or romantic. Around 2.000 words.

[~*~]

Watching that movie was a mistake.

Except for the part where Teruki got bored with the plot holes - which, together with the roterist's lazy shortcuts to get all the movie's conflicts resolved in less than ten minutes, ignoring completely that they still had 45 minutes left of story to tell, created the perfect setting to enjoy some procrastinating time with a good company - and decided he absolutely needed to stretch himself across Shigeo's lap, looking at him with the corner of his eye to see if he perceived any kind of discomfort with him by the other.

Shigeo's attentive and neutral eyes turned down to watch him back. "Do you want to watch something else?"

The lack of anything but mild curiosity that painted his tune made Teru relax, slightly adjusting himself to be more comfortable and smiling nonchalantly while focusing again at the screaming protagonist on the screen. "Nah. It's fine."

"Ok."

It was calm, the silence that bathed them. Teru felt more than saw the other's hand hovering above his head. Although he didn't allow himself to externally react to it.

"Teruki." He hummed in reply, laziness already beginning to fog his brain and trying to coach him to sleep. He kind of wanted to finish watching the movie with Shigeo, though. "Can I touch your hair?"

"Uh, sure. Go for it."

So, watching that movie was a mistake. Not because it was bad or poorly made. Not because Mob's careful but still very present touch combing his hair made him feel so relaxed and boneless he was afraid he would slip from the couch at any moment. Not even because he realized how... soft this moment was, how soft Shigeo was, even when their first contact, when Teru's first contact with him was much more aggressive and unkind than what he was being shown now.

No, none of these were the reason for the incorrigible mistake that was made that day.

Actually, the moment Teruki realized that something was happening it was already too late to intervene.

Because the scene was already playing on the screen.

Not any scene.

A tickle scene.

And Teru made the mistake of looking up at Shigeo at this exact moment.

His friend was still concentrating on the movie, hand still playing with his hair and... the corner of his mouth was turned upwards. He was smiling.

That was when Teru realized two things:

1. He has never seen Mob laugh or giggle.

2. He really, really needed to be the reason of his smile.

The question slipped before he could think too much about it.

“Are you ticklish, Mob?”

Maybe it was because of his way-too-casual tune, or because the calm moment made Shigeo lower his barriers, but the answer jumped from the tip of Mob’s tongue before he even realized it.

“Yes.”

The blonde could easily notice how, even before the word was completely out, Shigeo realized the trap he was walking into, turning to look at him with alarmed eyes, so Teru didn’t waste too much time. With a predatory grin his fingers jumped to his sides, dancing and scratching from left to right, up and down, effectively searching and finding any and every weak spot where he could latch on and prevent the other from even thinking in payback before he managed to pull at least a single stray giggle.

His worries were, however, unfounded, since the moment the Kageyama’s wide eyes noticed his attack, his entire body tried to curl on itself, arms hugging his torso and legs trying and failing to go up to protect his middle due Teru still being laid on them.

And then, Mob began to shake.

Teru’s fingers faltered, an unpleasant cold fear suddenly appearing on his mind, the fear that he was too rough, too sudden, too close. That he went too far, overstepped his friend’s boundaries and just made the strongest person he ever known cry for a stupid personal desire.

His eyes then ran to the other’s face, hands still hovering in the air, when he saw it.

Shigeo’s cheeks were puffed out, his eyes were closed, his previous smile now much bigger stretching along his face.

Teru blinked, a bit stunned. The shaking had stopped.

Hm.

He experimentally brought his hands back to his friend’s torso, now skittering along his ribs, index fingers lightly drumming on the space between each one while his thumbs drew circles on the highest ones, the tip of his fingers getting dangerously close to his highest ribs.

Shigeo began shaking again, shoulders jumping up and down just the slightest amount (Teru was sure that if they weren’t that close, he wouldn’t even realize) and small huffs and puffs of air that sounded suspiciously close to muffled yelps made the blonde realize with delight that Shigeo wasn’t just shaking, he was beaming due the amount of giggles and belly laughter he was trying to hide.

That piece of knowledge made his smirk come back at full force, his tickles getting more enthusiastic with this revelation. Now, that just won’t do.

“Come on, Kageyama, you can’t keep them inside forever.” A snort escaped from his tight pressed lips, body swaying a bit to the left when Teruki’s efforts began walking in the direction of his armpits.

Seeing his reaction, the blond decided he wanted to be mean, so he taunted the other by tapping his fingers right on the border of his armpits, just light enough to send tickly tingles where he touched, nerves buzzing with the prospect that he could strike at any moment.

“See? That is already one. You just need to free the rest of them! Let all the high pitched giggles, embarrassing squeaks, cute snorts and melodious laughter come tumbling right out. I promise I won’t break your serious guy façade to everyone we know.”

His teases were accompanied by a couple of pokes to the tickle spot, which made Shigeo duck his head and try to press his mouth on his shoulder, his low, quiet reactions being successfully hidden with it, his bounces getting stronger with the (honestly unfair) mix of silly tickles and taunting teases.

Suddenly, Teru had an idea. It was a risky bet, more than anything. But it could work.

He kept the flow of pokes, slowly increasing the speed bit by bit. “Bet you will feel much better once they’re all out,” Poke. Poke. Poke poke. Poe poke poke. “don’t you think? To just let it go and laugh and laugh and laugh.” Pokepokepokepokepokepoke.

Mob didn’t answer, the sensation and words making him want to both crawl off his skin (Teru wasn’t even full tickling him yet, how such soft touch could be so maddening-) and not laugh so they could extend that playful moment for longer.

Teru let out his best impression of an evil snicker, lifting himself just a bit more and...

His mouth was now close to Shigeo’s ears.

Perfect.

“Unless you want me to tickle it all out of you.”

As soon as the words filled the room, his hands dug on the armpits, vibrating and unmercifully attacking the so-protected tickle spot with plenty of scratches and scribbles while he blowed weakly at the - now completely red - ears, hoping his assumption that they were ticklish was right and he wasn’t just making a fool of himself.

A surprised and surprisingly loud, high pitched wheeze was his answer and, before the silence could stretch across the room, a waterfall of sounds followed it. Snorts, yelps, squeaks, squeals, titters and an adorably adorable hiccuped laughter began flowing freely from the one with raven hair and they filled every inch of the room, stunning the blonde so much that he almost ceased his attack.

Instead, he pried his hands from under Mob’s arms and shot them upwards, targeting the, as it seems, incredibly and awfully sensitive spot right behind Shigeo’s ears, letting them dance and draw senseless forms on them, skittering the shells and sometimes letting the tickles slip a bit too close to his neck.

A pure and warm delight exploded on his chest when he watched how such a simple thing made Mob throw his head backwards, not even bothering to try to hide the low and fast giggles that spilled in flocks from him, shoulders still bouncing and trying - even if halfheartedly - to press on his ears and save them from the unfair and unexpected attack.

“So your ears really are ticklish.” It wasn’t even a tease now, Teru was so lost in the realization that this was laughter, this was his serious friend, this was the strongest person in the universe laughing and enjoying himself, this was his attentive friend giggling uncontrollably and non stop because of a few silly tickly tickles, that he even forgot to add that snarky, taunting tune in his words, just letting the fun of the moment carry both of them away.

“Yes.” The word was almost unrecognizable when said in between so many titters. Teru’s hands began to explore his neck, tap-tap-tapping non stop from the spot right under his chin to his shoulders, creating tickly, tingly paths wherever he went and Mob knew that the spot wasn’t even that ticklish in the first place, but in this moment it didn’t fail to fish plenty of squeaky yelps from him. His hands shot to hold the sleeves of Teru’s shirt, not really pulling them away. “Teheheru. It t-tihihickles.”

And that was the exact moment Teruki Hanazawa realized he had made an incorrigible mistake.

Because now he wouldn’t ever, ever be able to live without listening at least once again to his name being said in between those bouncy giggles and huffed titters.

Or without seeing that gigantic smile taking over Shigeo’s face. Or the way his cheeks were still puffed out even though the laughter kept falling and filling the air. Or the way the tip of his ears were starting to be painted in a lovely shade of red. Or how low and silly his laughter was. Or how...

Oh.

Teru was the one who walked straight to a trap here, wasn’t he?

He felt his grin turning into something much more soft than playful, and tried to pull his smirk again, not being sure if he was successful or not. Fortunately enough, Mob still didn’t open his eyes or he would, without doubt, see the shine that took over his gaze.

“It is supposed to tickle, Kageyama. This is the whole deal here, you know?” He snickered in amusement, lowering his arms to give the boy’s knees a few experimental squeezes, being gifted with a snort at every single one. “But, I must say, I didn’t think you would be so, so ticklish. Maybe we should change your nickname from Mob to Giggle Storm.” Teru wormed one hand to under his knees, slightly pinching the sensitive skin there while the other one kept squeezing the kneecap, the mix of soft and rough tickles creating a stronger hiccuped laughter and low, high pitched giggles, as if to prove his words. “Or maybe Hiccup King, it would be very fitting, right?”

Mob only shook his head, heat flooding across his entire face, body starting to get too tired to keep his beaming and tears beginning to gather in the corner of his eyes. A couple of squeaks escaped from his lips and he tried, once again, to curl his torso, resting his forehead on Hanazawa, who was still on his legs.

A privileged position that the blonde didn’t even think twice before fully exploiting. Shigeo could only get a glimpse of Teru taking a deep breath before shoving his face on his stomach and giving him a huge raspberry.

Another loud, wheezing sound briefly floated in the air before being cut and replaced by full silent belly laughter, one or two hiccups appearing here and there before the one with raven hair fell again in silence.

When the maddening, tickly vibrations were over - even if the buzzing kept dancing across his torso and making the other spots tickle in empathy - Mob put his hands on the other’s shoulders and pushed it away, his arms feeling more wobbly and noodly than normal, as if he had just went through another exercise from the Body Improvement Club. Teru took a look at the few tears running on his cheeks and the gigantic smile on his lips before chuckling and ceasing his attack.

For a moment, they just stayed like that. Shigeo taking deep breaths and slowly stopping the flow of quiet titters that remained dancing around them. Teruki realized that the movie had ended a long time ago.

"Uh, sorry if I went too far. Just... It really looked like you were having fun." The playful tease left his grin before he even realized it.

"I was." The certitude in his tune, the direct way he didn't even seem phased by the whole tickle attack and tease he just received beyond a light redness taking over his cheeks and a smile still adorning his face... Mob was really something else.

In his place, Teru would probably still be a mess of peals of laughter and pleas of mercy. Actually, cross that, his soul would have flown away from his body the moment he received that raspberry.

"I don't mind being tickled. It's fun."

"Heh." Teru's smile got even bigger, losing somewhat its smirk, sincerity dripping freely in his tune. "That is cute."

Mob considered his words, not saying anything to agree or disagree to it.

A comfortable silence fell on them once more.

"I also don't mind getting revenge."

"Ah- wAIT-"

#kanene's fanfic #Lee!Mob #MP100 tickling #MP100 tickles #Ler!Teruki #kanene's fic #Mob pyscho 100 tickles #Mob pyscho 100 tickling #Ticklish!Shigeo #I don't think Mob would be unmerciful or too rough with his revenge but I LOVE to imagine Teru just #being EXTREMELY weak for any kind of tickling. Mob will literally give his knee a single one (1) squeeze and da boi will be DYING #Full of 'nononono' and 'i will do anything' and crumbling on the floor #Ler!Teru #my dry eyes are hurting like hell but I really wanted to finish this.#I 100% can see Mob teasing by pretending he isn't tickling the person or giving genuine compliments about the person's laugh smile etc #also another random image that was in my mind as I wrote this fic:#Mob and Teru being all soft and cute cuddling and being lazy on the couch #while Shou and Ritsu are almost throwing hands on Ritsu's room because Shou pranked him again and when Ritsu pUT HIS HANDS ON HIM-#The contrast is just so fun to me #peace and love on planet earth #<3

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noelledeltarune · 7 months

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EVERY SINGLE DAY there are MILLIONS of characters in their late 20s who get falsely accused of being father figures to teenagers when in reality the description of "weird older cousin" or "step-sibling that moved out before you were born" is 1000000x more apt

#talk tag #IT KILLS ME. REIGEN IS NOT MOB'S DAD. HE HAS A DAD. INGO IS NOT AKARI'S DAD. PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD CAN ANYONE HEAR ME #(not even necessarily to say that ingo is in his late 20s but still)#(even if he was a 30-40-50 year old no matter how old he is no fucking teenager is gonna call some guy they met as a 15 year old ''dad'')#GAI IS NOT A FATHER FIGURE TO ROCK LEE HE WAS LIKE 13 WHEN HE WAS BORN! PLEASE!!!!!!!!#one time i saw that a person wrote a fic where mario was like a father figure to luigi.#they are TWIN BROTHERS.#not what this about but idk where else i can say anything about this.#just horrible #also sometimes someone is just An Older Friend like no familial relationship just a friend or acquaintance who is a lot older than you

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barneswinchester · 3 months

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MCU Masterlist III

as always, I don't own any of these, they're just my absolute favourites.

mcu masterlist I

mcu masterlist II

Bucky Barnes

SMUT 👅

drabble

look at me

bad date

welcome back

ride

on his knees

wake up bj

a taste of submission

a good plowin

bliss

printesa mea

somnophilia

languages of love

FLUFF & ANGST 🤍

protective

purgatory

grouch

his safe place

night terrors

my babydoll

sensitive

safe with me

Steve Rogers

SMUT 👅

the game

FLUFF & ANGST 🤍

my love is winter

the game

every step of the way

Stucky

SMUT 👅

feral

heat of the moment

a sweet treat

FLUFF & ANGST 🤍

initials

I'm pregnant, not dying

brave new world

happy ending

last hope part two

Andy Barber

SMUT 👅

anonymous

Ari Levinson

FLUFF & ANGST 🤍

you said I was your favourite

SMUT 👅

forget everything

Loki

FLUFF & ANGST 🤍

bad dreams

Lee Bodecker

SMUT 👅

persuasion

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eonslice · 3 months

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various nart doodles ft the doodles mspaint fucked up under the cut

it just suddenly wouldnt let me undo anymore and i was so MAAAAADDDDDDDDDD

#not happy w how i drew lee he looks like mob... i need to emphasize his fuck ass bob #my art #naruto #naruto shippuden #naruto uzumaki #sasuke uchiha #sabaku no gaara #rock lee #narugaa #gaanaru #sasunaru #narusasu #sns #kakashi hatake #iruka umino

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smolwolfyy · 4 months

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Mob & Reigen in the Dinoverse Style💜

Crossover with one of my favorite Indie Games💕

(the original)

#digital art #crossover art #fanart #mob psycho #mob psycho 100 #mp100 #mp100 fanart #mob psycho 100 fanart #mob psycho fanart #reigen arataka #shigeo kageyama #dr albert krueger #therapy with dr albert krueger #twdak #albert krueger #taylor lee #dinoverse #dino999z #smolwolfy

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mackjlee9 · 1 year

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Saw your NSFW alphabet post!

Uhh Denji(Csm), Reigen(ms100), and saitama(Opm) with the letters I, V, K, Y? If that’s not too much?

Also, can I be 🦑anon?

N$FW Alphabet Mini Event

So many 😍

(5/10)

Denji x Top!Male!Reader

Arataka Reigen x Top!Male!Reader

Saitama x Top!Male!Reader

I= Intimacy (how are they during the moment?)

Denji| not romantic at all. He'll just be whining like a baby that he wanted to have sex with a girl, but he calms down after you threaten him with leaving him like that on his own.

Denji is new to sex, straight or gay sex, he just doesn't know much, so he lets you do everything while he complains or holds in his moans.

After the first few times, he starts to get more into it and craves your touch, he loves it when you hold him close and he gets to press his face on your chest, flat or not.

Reigen| very, very shy. He's a blushing, stuttering mess.

He constantly whimpers and hides his face from your intense gaze, he starts tearing up if you keep telling him you wanna see him and hear his moans, but in the end, with tears running down his red cheeks, he moves his hands away and squeals when you pin them to the sides of his head, watching him come undone under you.

If you let him go, he gets really clingy and doesn't want you to move away from him, he loves the feeling of your body on top of his, crying against your neck.

Saitama| okay, when you're trying to hint at him he's definitely clueless, he has no idea what you're trying to do and why you keep getting so close to him.

He doesn't realize that your lingering touches mean something else, so it's a little frustrating on your end, so once you let out an "I wanna make love to you!" he finally gets it.

Now you're seeing a side of Saitama you've never really seen.

He gets shy and flustered, which wake his body more sensitive.

However... I do hope you have a body of steel because he can't measure his strength when he's overwhelmed.

V= Volume (how loud they are? what sounds they make?)

Denji| loud. Really loud. Even if you're covering his mouth, he's still too loud.

He's not doing it on purpose though, the movement of your hips against his has him releasing such lewd moans and whines, and he doesn't care if you press his face further into the pillow to quiet him down.

Reigen| well, it's one or the other, he's loud or he's quiet, and it depends on how you're fucking him honestly.

He tends to get more vocal when he's just too horny and needy, but then he's shy and quiet when you've been indulging him, but if you want him to be louder, he'll be a little bit louder for you.

However, once he gets into it, you're gonna have to be mindful of where you are fucking, because he will not quiet down.

Saitama| rather quiet. It usually just breathy moans and gasps, but on the occasion you get him to release a loud moan, he'll instantly cover his mouth and look away, embarrassed that he let out such a loud sound, of course, you wanna hear him more so you purposely fuck him hard, just the way you know it'll make him uncover his mouth to hold onto you or grip the sheets.

K= Kinks (one or more of their kinks)

Denji| for some reason... I feel like he's into breeding, something about feeling your cum filling him up is enough to make him cum untouched.

Size kink is also something he's into, he just loves looking down and seeing your cock pressing against his abdomen, or just the sheer size of your body looming over his. May have been that longing for someone to protect him when he was a kid, but he feels safe when you hold him.

(He's still unsure himself about what kinks he has but he's willing to try anything)

Reigen| pet play, I don't make the rules.

At first, he would call you master or sir as a way to tease you, but the moment you held his face and called him "bunny" he melted.

Along to go with the play, we have feminization. Who wouldn't want to see Reigen in a sexy bunny girl costume, wearing a collar around his neck? I certainly wouldn't mind.

Oh! Orgasm control, he loves it when ton control when he can cum, if you let him cum at all, the way his body shivers as he cums makes his eyes roll back and his mind goes blank.

Saitama| even though he could easily free himself, he loves how vulnerable he feels when he's restrained.

Bondage is something Saitama enjoys, mainly because he can take any kind of pain you inflict onto him, but when he can't see you and you're just being so gentle makes his body tingle.

Power play, he likes to act as such a tough, strong guy, only to get his ass handed to him when you have him pinned down, fucking into him roughly.

Ooh~? Food play~? Something about licking chocolate syrup off your cock makes his body weak, and if you do the same thing to him? He's done for.

Y= Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Denji| high. He's horny pretty much all the time, sometimes he gets touchy and clingy when you are having dinner/breakfast with Aki and Power.

Denji is pretty obvious when he honey and, even if those two know what you're gonna be doing, you'll rather have sex somewhere else, you find a love hotel nearby or just go to your house/apartment.

Denji just doesn't think he'll ever be able to get over how good sex with you feels.

Reigen| only when he's bored and has pretty much nothing to do, or if he's stressed and nothing helps him.

Those are usually the times when he's feeling horny, but anytime you are, he's willing to drop whatever he's doing to have you fuck him.

Saitama| never. You will not see Saitama actively trying to have sex or being horny at all, it is usually you who's the horny boyfriend.

Even so, you have to keep in mind that Saitama can go for a long time, he has too much stamina, and you are gonna have issues keeping up with him, so it's more of a "are you physically capable to keep up with him?" than just "I'm horny, wanna smash?" type of thing

#.🦑 anon #.lee's mini event.#denji x reader #denji x male reader #chainsaw man x reader #chainsaw man x male reader #arataka reigen x reader #arataka reigen x male reader #mob psycho 100 x reader #mob psycho 100 x male reader #saitama x reader #saitama x male reader #one punch man x reader #one punch man x male reader #male reader #reader insert #x reader

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senkiworks · 1 year

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Reigen and Dokja swapped universes for a little bit 😳

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blackwomenrule · 1 year

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lovelymessybubbly · 11 months

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Wahhh congrats on 1k omg !! I believe one of your fandoms was Mob Psycho? If so could I request Reigen :0 if not then ignore this !! -🍊

"i call this spell: teleknismesis !!"

here he issss the smart-mouthed yet clumsy reigen-kuuuun (*˘︶˘*).｡.:*♡ uwahh he is so bully-able, i constantly want to leave him in shambles. he is just one of those characters that looks exceptionally cute when a compete mess, in my opinion. and with such a cocky attitude, he definitely must be weak to tickling !!

will mob rescue him, i wonder ?? or maybe our pitiful reigen will just remain like this for a few hours... ufufu (๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ

please enjoy !! thank you so much for your continued support !!

#tamabijutsu #deviled egg #tickling #mob psycho tickling #ticklish!reigen #lee!reigen #get em tama!!

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sualne · 6 months

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made Luffy and Law in tomodachi life like a week ago and im testing their compatibility with the girls (cant be gay in this game 😔) and while luffy best love compatibility is with a gnc lass named Jade Azhure aka Captain aka the fucking sea as person. he has little to no love compatibility with the rest of the girls which is so funny! He also has a 100% friendship compatibility with a guy called hamster (full name Pikimin Popuko).

Law on the other hands as a +90% love compatibility with four ppl including my fucking wife. (my wife and i love compatibility is 40%…..) why is he so popular??? is he going to steal my wife??

Law and Luffy friendship compatibility is fine, they haven’t met each other yet tho, living next to each other.

also bonus:

#undescribed #idk how divorce works in the game but I feel like after having 8 children with me my wife can’t go leave me for law. even though she would #have my full support. also anyone wants to know my family drama in tomodachi? my daughter is married to mod and her bestie is teru.#mob is head over heels for her but my girl has been considering divorce for year. I won’t let her tho cause its mob himself like cmon.#im waiting on grandchildren but i don’t feel like that will happen fjdjdj #mob and tsubomi dated a while back but they broke up and now he’s family. mogami and reigen are best friends.#sans is dating my oc gen which is just amazing as a concept. marshall lee is dating an old lady called granny justice. full name:#June Victoria. annnnd yeah. voilà.#i love this game

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chococone · 1 year

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butter chicken like/reblog if you save! don't repost! :]

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kanene-yaaay · 1 year

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Laughter, Learning and Motives to Keep Going

Alternative Title: What it means to be in a club (maybe the true improvement are the friends we make along the way)

Kanene’s notes: I am once again thinking about the tickle potential of the Body Improvement Club in Mob Pyscho 100 and my ideas aren’t very organized but picture with me:

(These mini fics contains Lee!Mob and Ler!Body Improvement Club. Around 2.500 words)

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* Pokes and prods while Mob is stretching to correct his posture or attract his attention in case he forgets a step or exercise.

[...]

Shigeo pulled his arms upwards, ignoring the light tremble of his limbs at the strange, extra strain he was putting them under. He wasn’t used to the series of stretches they were supposed to do before and after every exercise routine. It felt weird, if Shigeo was being honest, muscles that he even didn’t know that existed sent sparks of a beginning of a pain and he kept staring fixedly at the leader at every couple of seconds to be sure he was doing it right, the anxiety nagging the back of his brain being subdued by the warmth that blossomed on his chest at the realization that everyone from the group kept doing the same step longer than necessary so Shigeo could follow them properly.

Such kindness...

Musashi Goda, Hideki Yamamura, Hiroshi Kumagawa, Ryorei Shimura, Jun Sagawa...

Shigeo took a deep breath, a strong determination shining clearly on his eyes. He won’t disappoint them! Nor let all their efforts be in vain! He would do his best here to become stronger every day!

“Kageyama,” Lost in his own thoughts, the dark haired student didn’t realize the leader walking in his direction, the rest of the group having already moved on to the next step while Shigeo froze on the first one.

“Kageyama!” His tune naturally became more energetic, although not carrying the slightest heat on it, but being perfect to break Shigeo from his trance, body barely jumping on the same place before his attention focused on Goda.

“Y-ye-” His attention, however, didn’t come quick enough to prevent the twin pokes that attacked his underarms, a quiet, high pitched squeak leaving his lips at it while his arms fastly shot down to protect the ticklish area, wide but not alarmed eyes watching the leader attentively.

In response, he received the same enthusiastic smile and energetic shout that accompanied the whole club like a treadmark. “Don’t forget to also stretch your arms downwards, Kageyama! It will be important for your wrists and biceps!”

Now Shingeo’s eyes shone with curiosity and understanding, the student quickly followed to do what was said. “Right!”

Goda nodded, his smile tingled with something a tad playful and a tad a expression Mob couldn’t quite place still on his face, before turning back to the rest of the group. “BODY IMPROVEMENT CLUB!”

Excited shouts followed his and Mob felt a content (with drops of tickly) feeling quirk his lips upwards.

...

Such occurrence, however, wasn’t restricted to his first day. Actually, as weeks and weeks went by, Shigeo lost the count of all times that similar attacks followed him, especially during stretching time, when his mind seemed to wander most and there was too much steps, moves and body parts to be aware at once.

A quick squeeze on his stomach to remind him to pull his leg the closer he could to his chest when preparing to run with them across the city.

(”Don’t worry. You’ll know how to do those even while sleeping soon.”

“Thank you.”

Yamamura didn’t add anything to his previous observation, giving Shigeo one more glance before relaxing and nodding, going back to the comfortable silence that followed them as they continued the exercises.)

A sneaky scribble delivered by Shimura on his unprotected neck on a particular day when his muscles were too stiff and his frown too strong.

(”Don’t pull your head towards your shoulder so forcefully! Your hand should only rest on the side of your head while weighting it slightly downwards. If it hurts, it means you’re doing it wrong!”

“Really?! I understand now, thank you.”

“Don’t try to bow while doing it either!”)

Some friendly prodding in between his shoulder blades while rotating his wrists from left to right when he was too much concentrated on counting the moves to realize the tiredness was weighing his shoulders down.

(”Try to not let your posture slouch, ok? That can prevent some back pain further in the way.” Kumugawa smiled and did a thumbs up when Shigeo corrected his stance, looking at him with a wobbly grin that too fastly went back to his natural neutral face. That boy was fun.

“Alright!”)

And, as warmth, playfulness and a kind type of care followed each poke and each word in his direction, Mob couldn’t really bring himself to mind the plentiful squeaks, titters and snorts that such a friendly (and strangely effective) way to call his attention would bring.

[...]

* Quick scribbles and light squeezes when Mob is looking as if he needs some encouragement to keep going

Breath in. Breath out.

The sun was bright and hot and every patch of his skin seemed to be completely overcome by a sudden wave of fever. His legs were starting to hurt. Tiredness was beginning to bite at his ankles, the concrete under his sneakers feeling harder than ever and still his steps began to grow more and more inconsistent.

Breath. Breath in and out.

He was getting slower. Again. The sun was so bright. The rest of the club were now getting way too far. Slow. He was simply too slow.

They didn’t even get to the middle of their track.

Too slow. Too bright. Too exhausted.

Why all he was was being so w-

A couple of fingers tased his sides, not ceasing their attack even when the surprise tickling made his step falter and a mix of hiccups and giggles to flow from his lips. Little ticklish shocks spread all across his torso, bringing more and more tired titters to bounce in a giddy energy on his chest, the sensation was funny, silly and quite maddening, making the smile on his face only grow bigger.

His body tried to squirm from one side to another in an attempt of dislodging the offending, wiggling fingers, but they kept their attack, only changing to a series of pokes and a couple more of squeezes as he turned around to see who was responsible for that.

“Do not focus just on your pain, Kageyama.” Onigawara also looked tired, his breath coming as short pants and his usual half serious and half scolding (no, he wasn’t soft because the little guy here trying his best, he was not. Shut it) losing its usual sharpness at the adorable scene of the shorter one smiling and trying to duck his face to hide it on his shoulders while still keeping his running pace. “Or you won’t be able to see your goal getting close at every moment!”

A muffled snort flew from his lips, more hiccuped giggles quickly following it. It was hard to concentrate on Onigawara’s words, Shigeo came to realize, especially when the other found a rather sensitive spot way too close to his belly and not far enough from his sides and that made him sprint forward in a sudden bout of energy. A smirk took over Onigawara’s face as he too sped up to accompany his new rhythm, more pokes and prods urging the shorter to not give up.

“See? We just need to keep going on. What’s up with that frown from before, huh? We still need to catch up with them!”

And Shigeo nodded, that bright shine on his eyes again, the remaining adrenaline and phantom feeling of fingers dancing on his sides still making a silly, tiny smile paint his face.

Onigawara nodded back, ceasing his attack. “Good.”

He quickened his pace, gaze still locked with Shigeo as he went. “Do not stay behind, Kageyama.”

For a good measure, he wiggled his fingers, watching with amusement when the act made the other let out a small squeak, before also trying to run faster.

“BODY IMPROVEMENT CLUB!”

With the shout breaking his concentration, Onigawara saluted the smaller, turning back to the group and trying to catch up with them.

Time to overcome his own challenges as well.

[...]

* Group tickles when he reaches a goal or overcomes a challenge!! :D

He did it.

His face was relaxed, his shoulders seemed free of any weight to pull them down and a tiny smile was plastered on his face, clear to anyone who wanted to see, his chest going up and down with each erratic breath that steadily came back to a much slow rhythm.

Kumugawa’s face appeared on his vision field. “Are you ok there, Kageyama?”

With all the strength he could muster, Shigeo lifted a thumbs up, not taking too long before his arm fell back to accompany the rest of his body on the grass, but he could care less about how much dirt was getting on his clothes.

He did it.

It was already evening, now. The sun setting bringing a nice breeze to play around the space, making relief to flood across his entire body. The blond snickered, replying him with his own thumbs up before going back to the rest of the club, who was enjoying their contentment for finishing a good and challenging day of exercise. Water was being distributed and chatters were filling the entire scenario with the typical exhausted excitement that always fell like a blanket on them after their routine.

Shigeo closed his eyes and breathed in, letting the conversation and peace dancing freely in the air surround him in a rare moment of calmness. A moment when power, spirits, fears, love and insecurities didn’t matter. A moment when his mind was finally quiet. A moment when the only important thing in the world was the knowledge that he did it.

He finally finished the track. Without passing out even once.

He did it.

He was really glad.

The Kageyama had no idea of how much time he spent like this, but when he opened his eyes it was to find a cold water bottle a few inches from his face and a hand on his shoulder pulling him to a sitting position. With a satisfied hum and a hoarse “Thank you” he realized that his body’s ache had subdued a lot in the meantime.

“Come on, Kageyama!” The hand patted his shoulder with an enthusiasm and force that made him bend slightly to the left. Shigeo looked at the leader with a question in his gaze. “Just the final stretching and then we can get our things!”

“Ok.” He agreed, already pulling himself to stand and following them through the steps that, indeed, were becoming easier and easier to remember with each day.

At the end, Sagawa was the one who broke the silence.

“Today was the first day you stuck with us until the end without passing out, right?” His usual neutral face checked the shorter, as if being sure he wasn’t about to fall and prove him wrong at any moment.

“It was.” Shigeo looked at his own hand, as if he could visualize just with that how much different, stronger he got since the beginning of his training. “I also kept you in my sight all the time.” A shy proudness tip toed in his words.

“Congrats.” Sagawa completed and Yamamura nodded in agreement. The training was working out.

“YES! This is a very important moment! We should CELEBRATE!!” Goda flexed, more energy sparking from him at the prospect of seeing someone conquer their challenges. Enthusiastic screams of affirmation were fast to follow his words, Kumagawa and Shimura punching the air while Onigawara lifted his water bottle with a ‘yeah’.

Blink. And suddenly everyone was much closer. Blink. Shigeo was being lifted and thrown in the air multiple times, their congratulations shouts being mingled by the momentarily sensation of him floating on the air before falling onto their hands only to be thrown again.

It reminded him of the times he and Ritsu were kids taking turns to be thrown and catched by their dad, senseless laughter flooding the space.

Shigeo relaxed. It was fun.

And then it didn’t take long before he was jolted back to stand on his feets, legs wobbling for a second, but firmly locking himself in place when a wave of reassuring and excited pats washed over him, on his shoulders, on his back, even his head wasn’t forgotten, his hair probably sticking at every possible direction from how much it was ruffled.

He had seen this before, when Onigawara managed to accompany them for a whole day or Goda created and succeeded at his own new intense exercise routine.

He had seen it all before, even partaking at the (ritual? Party? Celebration?) with his own shy and careful pats once or twice.

That is why he knew exactly what would happen when the first scribble hit his neck.

He didn’t try to hold or stop the hands that began attacking him, only hugging his own sides and ducking his head downwards as his cheeks puffed out in a poor attempt of containing his laughter.

It wasn’t very effective, though, not when there were fingers worming their way under his arms so they could scratch freely across his ribs, drumming on the horribly ticklish space right in between them that made a series of muffled yelps to escape from his mouth.

Or when someone - probably Onigawara, his mind unhelpfully supplied - found, again, that spot that connected his sides and stomach, carefully and attentively pinching every single inch of it over and over again until stray titters were floating in the space.

Or when a curious poke to his belly finally broke his barrier and brought all the kind of snorts, squeaks and unashamed laughter that made his face hot all over again, redness running from his cheeks to the tip of his ears as he curled even more on himself, shoulders shaking and beaming at the tickly shocks running across his spine, filling his nerves and making him feel like electricity followed every touch, leaving trails of tingling behind.

All of this, of course, only seemed to encourage his peers, more squeezes and scribbles being delivered on his sides, ribs, belly and even his ears (which fished a high pitched wheeze from him and some amused snickers and happy chatter from the group), however as fast the attack started, it ended, the last pokes and remanent giggles dancing together and keeping the content, relaxed smile on his face.

With his eyes still shining with mirth (and a few non-shed tears) he stared at the group, almost ducking his head again at the pride and happiness that was greatly and unashamedly reflected right back at him.

He did it.

Shigeo really did it.

They were really glad.

#Ler!Yamamura #Mp100 tickles #Mob Pyscho 100 tickling #Ler!Shimura #Mp100 tickling #Ler!Onigawara #Ler!Kumugawa #Ler!Goda #Mob Pyscho 100 tickles #Lee!Mob #Ticklish!Shigeo #I loved pe when I was in school because it was such a stress reliver and I can't hep but be enamoured w the Body Improvement Club-#-in the anime because!!!!! They are!!! SO supporting!! And cool!!!!!#They care so much about Mob and respect his limits while cheering him to keep trying I am weak I am WEAK #me writing these scenarios is me physically preventing myself form watching the 3 season before the dub come because HOLY GOSH #I LOVE THE BRAZILIAN PORTUGUESE DUB SO MUUUUCH #The BIC deserves more attention and HERE I AM #MAKING CONTENT #TO GIVE THEM THE ATTENTION AND CARE AND FRIENDSHIP THEY DESERVE #and dying too because smiley Mob is simply everything to me and thank you very much #bruh that must be the firts time in.... 3 years that I don't make my first t-fic of a new fandom be about one character admitting-#-they like to be tickled #anyway tbh I feel like their personalities here are a bit vague and a bit ooc but I liked the idea so -w-#hello have you considered tickles as a reward today? in this presentation I will-#Kanene's fanfic #Kanene's fic

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