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tickling-giggles · 6 months

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Hello! I was the one who sent that last ask (meant to say accounts not bliss idk why it autocorrected to that) and that’s so great! So if it’s not against your rules may I request ler illumi with a lee younger sister reader? Not too much younger, like only three years? So they’re both adults :D Thank you, I love your work!

You’re still the same

Summary: Illumi is helping you move into your apartment and he brings up some of his your favorite memories together. You explain how you’re 22 now and not a little girl anymore but Illumi has ways to prove other wise.

Fem!reader (little sister) no weird stuff just sibling love. There also is a wee bit of swearing

A/n: first one of the day 🌟(this is probably so freaking terriblezzz) Gon x Killua are mentioned. I tried giving Illumi a little flavor

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“Do you need any assistance?” Illumi asked as he saw you struggling with a huge mirror. “I got it Ill” you simply responded as you almost break the mirror. “You know I’m here to hel—“ he was about to remind you for the MILLIONTH time before you cut him off “yes yes Ill I know you’re here to help your sister whenever with whatever but I got it” you sighed, laughing to yourself as you looked around to see what else needs to be done. “You forgot the little infront of sister.” He said just to be an ass.

“I’m only three years younger shut up plus I am 22 years old now technically 23 sine my birthday is next month” you lightly hit his arm as you crossed arm side-eying him with a grin on your face. “Still little not only in age but in size too Kil may be taller than you” he raised a brow as he scoffed. “You’re still my little sister at the end of the day plus it’s not like I��m calling you my baby sister so you’re okay.”

“Okay but like it sounds like we’re 12 and 15” you looked at him. “You remember at school when you tripped that one kid and he fell down the stairs but only his arm broke from the fall” Illumi chuckled at bit bringing up old memories. “Oh my gosh yes he had it coming he was so annoying” you shrugged your shoulders smiling. “You remember when you dislocated the chimera ant’s shoulder” he brought up. “Can you believe I was only 4 when I did that” you smiled. “Not to brag but I taught you that when you were 3” he said as he brushed his fingers through his hair.

“No need to gloat there bucko” you chuckled. “See I taught my little sister so much” he patted your head before you swatted his hand and point at him. “I am 22! I’m not little I am an adult and how dare you pat my head.”you dramatically acted shocked.“Look at you trying so hard to be so proper that adorable I should tell mom.”Illumi teased. “Actually I am an adult adorable is not in my vocabulary and you should start acting your age too” you sassed him.

“Oh I’ll act my age like the annoying 15 year old brother I can be” he raised his eyebrows popping his knuckles. “You threatening me?… Wait! Illumi no don’t fucking do it” you point at him slowly backing away. “Do what y/n? Tickle you?” He asked in a sly tone as he inch towards you. “Yehes exactly that” you giggled as you tried to make a run for it. He swiftly grabbed your wrist pinning you onto the sofa. “I’ve been a big brother for how many years 22 I knew you were try to make a run for it” he scoffed.

“Would you like to change your mind? Hint hint this is your last chance” illumi asked. “Fuhuhuck off” you giggled anticipating. “No wonder we’re Kil gets it from learned from his bad mouth sister” he chuckled a bit as he poked at your sides.

“Yohohou’re such ahahan ass hahaha” you giggled. “So what you are too” he sassed pinching your sides. “Someone is quite squirmy today” he teased acting clueless. “Yohohou’re literally tihihickling me”

“Oh I am?! I didn’t even notice” he acted surprised.

“Wehehehehe are lihihihuterally aduhuhults and yohohou’re tickling mehehehehe like a frehehheheaking kid” you laugh as you weakly push at his hands as he gotten closer and closer to your armpits. “I wouldn’t care if we were 75 and 72 uh oh someone is getting a bit squeaky” he scoffed as he teased. “Ihihi am nohohohot”

“You are so stubborn you know none of this would be happening right now if you just accepted you’re my little sister” Illumi explained finally reaching your armpit. IHIHILLUMEHEHEHEHEHEE STAHAHAHAHAP IHIHIHUT”

“OHOHOHKAHAHAY ILLUMEHEHEHEHE IHIHIM STIHIHIHIHILL YOHOHOHOUR LITTLE SISTERAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” You squealed as you gave in slapping the floor. “And don’t forget it” he said as he stopped the tickles. “You’re still a teen ya’know you may legally be an adult doesn’t mean you have to immediately start acting like one” he told you.

“My god you’re acting like she’s going mars for the rest of eternity” Killua exaggerated rolling his eyes. “I can give you this treatment too Kil” Illumi said with a bit of mischief in his eyes. “Yohou’re one to tahahalk didn’t mom say you were bawling your eyes out when you first found out I was moving” you laughed as you teased him.

“Anywayssssss mom wants us all back for dinner” he side-eyed you with a faint blush, as he put his hands in his pockets. “Are you bringing your boyfriend?” Illumi teased as he smirked a tiny bit. “I—WH—HE— SHUT UP!!” Killua stuttered blushing even more as he slammed the door “HURRY UP!!”.

“Come on before he starts whining and pouting” you rolled your eyes as you got up.

#kiara answers #anon ask #anon request #hxh tickle #lee!reader #ler!illumi #anime tickle fic #tickle drabble #hxh tickle tic #hxh tickle drabble

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duckymcdoorknob · 1 year

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Hey hey Ducky! Congratulations on 1000 followers! Here’s to 1000 more to see your fabulous work!

The event is so freaking neat ahhh! 🥰 If it’s alright, I’d like to order a small hot chocolate, light ice, with brown sugar topping and marshmallows? :3 The names on the cup are Chifuyu and Baji 🥰

Thank you, and congratulations once more! 🥰🥰🥰

SQUIGGLY!! Thank you!

Thank you for giving me a prompt with oUR BOYS in it 😎 you’re so real for that.

CW BELOW THE CUT: This do have some tickles in it, ngl.

♫ -ᥕᥲі𝗍ᥱr, ᥕᥲі𝗍ᥱr, ⍴ᥱrᥴ᥆ᥣᥲ𝗍᥆r- ☕️

Chifuyu has had it up to here with Baji’s incessant teasing remarks. He could barely breathe without being ridiculed or embarrassed. He wasn’t mad, because he knew Baji was just making his day as long and difficult as he possibly could, and that the insults bore no truth to them. That’s just how his best friend was. This time, however, the long-haired male made a remark that definitely… stunned his blonde friend.

ToMan’s youngest member was on the edge of his seat, quite literally, as he explained all of the cool science facts that he had learned today. All of the gang sat in Takemichi’s tiny bedroom, mentioned member having a big bowl of popcorn that he refused to share.

Chifuyu’s passionate recounting of all of the Marine Biology facts he knew, the ones his class had learned just hours before, had poor Baji swooning. Maybe he did like his best friend just a little bit.

“Woooooow.” Mikey chirped in fake interest, “Those are some wild fish facts you got there, ‘fuyu.”

“Yeah it makes a world of difference when you actually care about your education, Mikey.” The young boy quipped.

“Your rambling is just adorable.” Baji’s voice suddenly interrupted Mikey’s ability to rip his subordinate a new one.

“I’m sorry?” Genuine confusion decorated the blonde’s face.

“Nothin’ to apologize over, it’s just really precious when you’re talking about something you’re so passionate about.” The black-haired boy replied with a genuine smile on his lips, albeit cocky.

Chifuyu’s face exploded into a lovely crimson, a blush dusted across his features, painting his freckles into a pleasant pink color. “Y-You!” His hand covered his mouth as the warmth continued its warpath of severity.

“Me!” Baji cooed in return.

“You drive me crazy!” The blonde whined.

“Aww shucks, Chi’. How precious of you!”

Mitsuya snorted from the other side of the room. Now, mind you, Takashi Mitsuya is someone who prides himself in his ability to stay calm and collected. However, sometimes he just can’t help himself.

The white-haired male glanced up from his book and chuckled before saying, “Try to hide your big, fat crush on Chifuyu, Baji. You’re doing great.”

The blonde moved to get up off of the bed and escape the awkward situation. He didn’t make it very far, however.

“Sit back down, you big baby.” The black-haired boy ordered loudly, “I’m sowwy that widdle Chifuyu doesn’t like being praised.”

The youngest grumbled, sitting with his arms crossed and pouting. “If you’re gonna be such a douche, why don’t we talk about what you looked like in elementary school?”

The long-haired male scoffed, what did he mean by-

Oh no.

“You wouldn’t dare.” If looks could kill, Chifuyu would be in the hospital with a stab wound from the daggers that Baji glared in his direction.

“Oh I totally would. Let’s talk about what you wore to class every single day~” the boy chimed.

“We wore uniforms!”

“None of us wore big, dorky glasses though!”

Chuckles were heard amidst the gang. Baji had to think. He was definitely going to be humbled by his best friend if he didn’t act now. So, he said the first words that crossed his subconscious.

“Shut up, or I’ll kiss you!”

The blonde stopped his words abruptly and blinked, did he hear that right? Surely it must’ve been a distraction… “I-Is that a threat?” The question was genuine, giving reason for Chifuyu tripping over his words.

“You heard me.” Baji’s face fell into a cocky smirk, he had definitely reached his goal. “Oh man… it seems that I’ve made my dear friend embarrassed! This proves it, folks, he is madly in love with me.” The long-haired boy mused to the rest of the gang.

“Baji!” Chifuyu whined, hiding his flushing face in his hands.

“Oh? What’s this? You aren’t denying it?” Baji teased.

“Ah! Y-Yes I am! I don’t love you! I-I-In fact I uh… I hate you! Yeah!” The shorter male sputtered before sticking his tongue out.

“Oh man, this is getting good.” Draken quipped in a whisper, stealing a handful of popcorn from Takemichi, resulting in a whine from the latter.

“I’m getting water.” He grumbled, “Want anything?” The blonde pulled himself off of the bed and stretched.

Baji smiled to himself. Even in his most pissed off and embarrassed states, Chifuyu still cared so deeply for others. “You aren’t going anywhere!” The taller boy roared. He grabbed Chifuyu by his sides and pulled him down into his lap.

“GAH! BAJI! What are you- nohohoho! Wahahait!”

The volume of Chifuyu’s panicked, bubbling giggles was increasing, but no one missed the sound of Mikey angrily handing Draken a 5¥ bill. Should the two captains have bet on whether or not Baji would tickle Chifuyu in front of everyone? Probably not. But it was oh so fun to see how it played out.

“Bahahahji!” The blonde whined through his giggles.

“I don’t wanna hear it, Chi’! This is what you get!” Baji mused.

Chifuyu threw his head back against the older boy’s shoulder, giggling helplessly as his sides were relentlessly pinched.

“If my memory serves me right, I don’t recall you being too ticklish here. However…” the black-haired male’s hands jumped up to the young boy’s ribs. “But here was pretty good!”

“NONONONO- BAHAHAHAJIHIHI!! DOHOHOHONT!”

“Why not? You wanna embarrass me? I think I’ll embarrass you instead.”

“IHIHIHIT WAHAHAS WOHOHOHORTH IHIHIT!”

“Oh this is rich! No remorse, aye? Looks like I have to make you sorry.”

In a flash, the hands massaging his ribs moved down to squeeze at Chifuyu’s stomach. The blonde’s eyes popped out of his head as he squealed helplessly. “BAJIBAJIBAJI NOHOHOHOHO! AHAHAHANYWHEHEHERE EHEHELSE! PLEHEHEHEASE!”

“Anywhere else? Hmmm.” Baji looked up to see the entire gang feigning their disinterest. “Whaddaya think, Mits’? Think he’s learned his lesson?”

“SAHAHAY YEHEHES! SAHAHAY YEHEHES!” The boy begged.

“That’s a good question… that I can’t answer. How do you feel about the situation, Draken?” Mitsuya asked, shooting the tattooed boy a wink, praying his plan will work.

“Y’know, Mitsuya, I think this is a question for Mikey.” the tallest ToMan member turned to his co-captain. “Dear leader, what be your wisdom?”

“GUHUHUHUYS! CMOHOHOHON!”

Mikey bit the inside of his cheek as his brows furrowed, “My wisdom be runneth dry; the one you seek is’t Takemitchy.”

“Give him a second to breathe, Baji.” Takemichi ordered.

Baji obeyed, rubbing gentle circles on Chifuyu’s torso as the boy panted out a strand of profanities toward his best friend.

“Now then, I just wanna say…” Takemichi took a handful of popcorn in his mouth, “Chifuyu called me short yesterday. Get ‘im.”

Before he had the chance to do so, Baji was stopped by Chifuyu scrambling out of his lap. “Not a snowball’s chance in hell, you menace!” It was the blonde’s turn to glare at his friend. “I’m going to get my water now.”

Baji chuckled, “Aren’t you forgetting something?”

Chifuyu looked around the room, scrambling for the answer. Eventually, his mind flashed to one solution. He closed his eyes and bent down to give Baji a peck on the lips.

When he opened his eyes, he was met with a furiously blushing, and rather dumbfounded, Baji holding his water bottle.

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tastybluesprite · 2 years

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Hello!! Im the previous annon that requested for spy x family (have you watched episode five *spoiler alert*) There's a scene where agents got a mission to stop Loid from coming to Anya. I'll be fun if those agents used tickle attacks to Loid XD (I'm also thinking Franky Franklin can be a good ler).

Loidman

Finally finished this!!!! Ahhh it was so fun to write I definitely think there should be more fics of Loid getting tickled. And you’re absolutely right Franky makes an amazing ler lmaooo!!!

Warnings: none, tickling

Summery: Loid has to save Anya as “Loidman” but what will he do when he finds himself in a tickly situation?

Loid didn’t know why he had agreed to this. He ran and ran till he made it to the pathway where Franky had Anya guarded at the end. “Hah! You made it this far… but can you fend off the rest of the fellow agents???” Franky said in his evil character.

Loid turned to see all the agents he had called forth from his agency, all lined up and ready to attack. Loid sighed, fine guess I have to do this then and got into a fighting stance. Agents came from different angels all at once. He thought he did pretty well considering how unprepared he was. After a while he had beaten majority of them. He thought he could keep it up, that is until someone had tackled him from behind. “Ahahaha! We have you surrounded Twi- uh I mean Loidman!” One of the agents announced proudly.

“Not so fast!!!” Franky shouted, “you will have to escape from the special punishment first!!!” Franky went right to him and began digging into his side. “F-Frahahnky wahahait…” Loid immediately grabbed at his wrists and pulled them away. He pushed Franky so hard that Franky went flying back. “Oh you’ve done it now!!!” Franky shouted, with some slight genuine annoyance hinted in his voice.

“Agents!!” He felt a pair of arms being hooked under his own. He struggled to escape but his arms were firmly held back. He saw Franky inching closer towards him, wiggling his fingers in his direction. “F-Franky, no! Get away from me! Stop!” He desperately tried to escape but he knew his doom was inevitable. He considered calling for Yor but he knew she would be too drunk to understand the situation. Not to mention he’d die of humiliation if she saw him like this.

Franky, now right in front of him, began to wiggle his fingers at his sides. “Oh Cmon Loid we’ve known each other for, what, years? Did you seriously think I’d forget this adorable quirk of yours?”

“Thihihihis Ihihisnt fahahahair” Loid protested through his giggles. “Oh yes it is! Consider it pay back for all the times you were an ass to me.” Loid so badly wanted to tell him to f-off but Anya was in ear shot and he didn’t want to make the situation worse for himself.

His laughter increased when Franky started attacking his underarms. “Frahahahanky lehehet mehehehe gohohohoho!!!”

“If I remember correctly you had a pretty bad spot here…” Franky completely ignored him. “HAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOT THEHEHERE FRAHAHAHAHANKYYY STOHOHOHOHOP.”

“It’s amazing how sensitive your stomach is Loidman” Franky said, smirking as he dug into a particularly sensitive spot at the side of his stomach, making him uncharacteristicly squeal, which was embarrassing enough on its own even without the tickling and teasing. Plus with all of this happening in front of his colleagues. They would never let him live this down.

He could hear Anya in the background giggling. Most probably from seeing her dad in such a state. Yor was possibly too drunk to even process what’s going on let alone help him. “FRAHAHAHANKY YOHOHOU WHIHIHIHIHIN PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE-“ and as suddenly as it started, it ended just as well. Loid collapsed to the floor, trying to catch his breath.

“Well well well it seems like we’ve beaten the great Loidman huh Anya?” Franky asked the younger one. “Has it been so long that you really can’t take it anymore?” Loid wanted to get revenge but he was already too tired out already to overpower Franky. “Save me Loidman!” Anya called. , reminding Loid of what Anya wanted. Loid might be weak when tickled but he was still smart enough to know who the real culprit behind this ploy was. You still wanna be saved huh? Loid thought to himself with a smirk sure I’ll save you.

Sure enough, after that whole ordeal Anya was in for a whole round of tickles.

#anime #tickling #tickle fic #fanfiction #sprite🥤#spyxfamily #spy x family fanfic #spy x family tickling #ticklish!loid #lee!loid #ler!franky #loid forger #spy x family loid #anya forger #tickle fanfics #anime tickling #anime tickle fic

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shy-lee-chu · 1 year

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Random fic scenario: Two people arguing in the school halls, the more angry one challenging the other to spare after classes, at the back of the school building where is deserted af at an arranged hour. It actually happens, they both show up there after classes to spare... at first...

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but it somehow turns into a tickle fight (actually tickle war bc they're both mad at each other and wanting to win against one another so bad)

#tickle #ticklish #tickle blog #tickling #tickle community #tickle fic #bts tickle fic #anime tickle fic #tickle fiction #tickle fight #tickle scene #tickle scenarios

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animeficwriter · 11 months

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KonoKomi Nonsense

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Ships: Konoha Akinori/Komi Haruki.

Summary: Basically just Komi getting his shit wrecked because Konoha wanted him to get a taste of his own medicine. First tickle fic!!!!!

Warnings: Uhhh. THIS IS A TICKLE FIC! I guess it might be a bit intense for some people, so be careful with that. There is also lots of stomach tickles if that is not your thing.

Words: 964. (Not bad for my first tickle fic I suppose)

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"You are so cute, oh my god."

Komi snarls, but the feral sound lost its fright as his scowl slowly morphs into a shaky grin. Konoha looks down at his boyfriend, his own lips quirked into a soft, fond smile. He leisurely lowers his fingers towards his torso, his fingers mere centimeters above the skin. Komi shifts slightly and turns his head away, his face now dusted a light pink as his grin wobbles even more.

"Don't you fucking dahahare..." he tries to threaten, but his pink face and trembling voice immediately make him lose any sense of fright he might've had.

Konoha wiggles his fingers slightly, cooing teasingly when Komi flinches away, biting his lip in anticipation. He feints his hands downward, and Komi flinches once more, a single nervous giggle escaping before he bites his lip again, his face flushing even more from embarrassment.

"Don't fuhucking tease mehe, bitch!" He manages to choke out defiantly. "Just wait until this is over, I'm going to wreck you so bad you won't even— ahahahAHAHAHAHA!"

He shrieks in surprise as Konoha's fingers suddenly dig into his stomach, arching his back once before ultimately crashing back down onto the bed and dissolving into laughter. Konoha's previously small smile widens into a grin as he watches his boyfriend squirm and struggle as much as he can with his hands tied behind his back. "What was that, babe?" He teases. "Go on and tell me. You're gonna wreck me so bad I won't even what?"

Komi sputters, trying to stop laughing enough to form a retort (or at least a half assed apology), but Konoha is relentless, his fingers scribbling and digging carefully into the lean muscle of his belly, making sure he had no choice but to just take it and laugh.

"I... I..."

Was all he managed to say before he threw his head back against the bed, bucking and squirming as Konoha's fingers kept up their persistent assault.

It seems like an eternity before Konoha finally stops, his fingers resting gently against his belly. Komi took the opportunity to catch his breath, his chest heaving as he took in much needed gulps of air. He looks up at Konoha, his face flushed with heat and his breathing erratic.

"Yohou... son-of-a-bitch," he rasped. "That wahasn't... fair..."

Konoha just grins at him in response, simply enjoying the way Komi looks as he pulls himself together. "I never said it would be fair, Haru. I just said I would go easy."

Komi squawks indignantly. "You call that going easy? I was fucking dying!"

Konoha pokes his belly with a single finger, chucking heartedly as he recoils with a surprised laugh. "That's cause you're sensitive here. Just so ticklish on your cute little belly, ain't ya?"

Komi whines around a laugh, fidgeting restlessly as Konoha's fingers poked him ruthlessly from both sides. "Stohohop," he whimpers pitifully. "Cut it ouhuhut! You're sohoho mehehean!"

Konoha finally relents after a few more pokes, his smile wicked. "Oh, am I being mean?" He asks as he shuffles his body downward, stopping when his face is level with Komi's belly. "Am I really being mean?"

Komi's eyes widen in recognition, and he grins nervously. "Wait, no, Aki, I didn't mean it, nonohoHOHOHO!"

He presses a messy kiss against Konoha's belly, Komi wriggling and giggling as his legs flail helplessly behind Konoha's back. He nuzzles his nose along his waistline, occasionally nibbling at the soft skin. Komi just squeaks and twists again, his nerves practically on fire from the gentle action.

Suddenly, Konoha stops and looks back up at his boyfriend, pondering his breathless giggles and pleading eyes for just a moment before shrugging slightly and leaning back down, placing a loud, ticklish raspberry right onto Komi's belly button.

To say Komi laughed was an understatement, he fucking cackled.

"Aki, n-nohohoHOHO! STOHOHOP, NONONONONOHOHOHO!"

"You are so ticklish, oh my god. It's amazing." Konoha murmurs lovingly against his belly before he blows another raspberry. It gets even worse when Konoha brings his fingers back into the mix, vibrating intensely against the sides of his belly, and fuck, it tickles so bad, it's too much—

"ST-STOHOHOHOP—" he pleads, un-shed tears finally leaking from behind tightly closed eyelids. He cackles again as Konoha nips gently at the skin of his waistline, kissing a trail back up towards his belly button. "I-I'M GONNA DIHHIHIE!"

Konoha sighs deeply against his stomach, making him release a very unflattering snort, before he finally, finally, stops. "Alright, alright, I'll stop."

He sits back up, proudly surveying his hard work. Komi shudders as he gasps out a thanks, his bright red face streaked with tears and his mouth curled into a very infectious smile. He leans back down towards Komi, his heart swelling happily when he flinches away with a high-pitched giggle. He shushes him quickly, pressing a single kiss to his forehead before whispering in his ear. "Not so fun being on the receiving end is it, Haruki?"

Komi chortles as he shakes his head. "Noho, it isn't," he agrees. "Jesus fuhuhuck, you were merciless..."

Konoha's lips twitch back into that soft smile, and he gives Komi's belly one last tickle just to watch him squeal before turning him over and freeing him from his bonds. Komi groans quietly as he turns around, wrapping his arms around Konoha. Konoha just laughs as he allows himself to dragged on top of Komi.

"You were so adorable," he muses as Komi starts to aggressively spoon him. "So cute and giggly and ticklish."

"Yeah, yeah..." Komi growls softly, then he's tightening his hold on Konoha's torso and pressing mouth onto his bare collarbone. Konoha chokes on a giggle at the sudden touch.

"But not nearly as cute and giggly and ticklish as you're about to be..."

#tickle fic #haikyuu #fanfic #haikyuu tickling #haikyuu tickle #anime tickle #anime tickle fic #lee!komiharuki #ler!konohaakinori #ticklish!komiharuki #ticklish!konohaakinori #(only mentioned towards the end)

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thebest-medicine · 19 days

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(I’m watching mha for the first time through) and ok so like…. Hawks’ quirk is literally controlling every feather in his wings individually????????…. how ler of you sir

#me unable to think about anything else the entire episode at the end of season 4 because he just keeps #using his feathers for things #and I’m like #HELLO #be my anime waifu sir pls #SO MUCH INSPIRATION FOR FICS #there’s a lot of good tickle related quirks out there omg #I bet the tickle community in that universe would be crazy fun #hawks #bnha #mha #thoughts #tickle thoughts #ler!hawks #ideas

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giggly-squiggily · 9 months

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Bus Stop Antics (Jujutsu Kaisen)

Guess who's obsessed with JJK again? Mee! Heyo everyone, I hope you're doing well! I'm watching season 2 of JJK and I'm just- these three make me so happy and so sad at the same time, you know? I love them and their friendship but if you've watch the show/read the manga it just...hurts.

But anyway! I wanted to write Lee!Gojo and I did :P I have this headcanon that when he was a teen he was stupidly ticklish and couldn't hide it as well as he can in his adult years and this is the result. I hope you like it!

CW: swearing, JJK season 2 spoilers!

Summary: While waiting for their bus, Gojo and Geto get into a "fight". Shoko unintentionally makes things worse.

Light burned against his skin, making Geto scrunch his face up as he stared into the sky. Not even the roof of the bus stop shelter completely protected him from the sun’s invasive rays.

“Aww, what’s wrong? Too bright for you?” Gojo grinned cheekily over at him, eyes hidden behind his usual shades. He was lounged all the way back, arms across the top of the bench they sat against and legs crossed. “Should have followed my lead and bought some sunglasses.”

“No way- you already fill the role of dork for both of us. Right Shoko?” Geto peered down at the mentioned girl, tucked away between them and doubled over in her seat.

“Mmm.” She made a noise in response, too focused on her phone. Across the screen, her self-named virus spread from one spot to another, infecting the virtual nation. Once she was invested in her game, there was no way of pulling her back out. “See, she agrees.”

A poke to the cheek made him look up. “You’re just bitter because I’m a trendsetter. Everyone’s gonna remember me with my cool shades and blue eyes and remember you as…well, the guy with dumb bangs.” Gojo chuckled, snickering harder at Geto’s death stare.

“My bangs aren’t dumb- you just have no sense of style.” Geto poked his face back, pushing in enough to make Gojo’s cheek move.

“Says Mr. No Eyebrows.” A finger poke back.

“Gray hair at sixteen.”

“At least my breath doesn’t smell like spirit boogies.”

“No it smells like di-”

“I won.” Shoko blinked back at the face shoving war going down above her. “I’m gonna go smoke. Save my seat.” She said as she stood, pulling out her cigarettes and leaving them to their war.

“You son of a- get over here!” Geto lunged, sending them both tumbling against the bench seat. Limbs flew and fists missed as they tussled, shoving at one another while continuing their childish name calling. At some point Gojo managed to grab the back of Geto’s hair, pulling him upright. In response, Geto reached out to grab his neck, aiming for his collar.

“HA! Gotcha no-AH!” Gojo spasmed when fingers brushed his collarbone, the hand in Geto’s hair pulling hard enough to set his hair free. Eyes widened behind falling green strands as Geto stared at him, hand frozen at his neck. “Watch the hands!”

“Dude, I barely touched….you.” Geto blinked, the puzzle pieces all falling into place. “Get out of here.” Without warning, he wormed his fingers into Gojo’s collarbone, wiggling gently.

“Ah! Nohoohoho!” The white haired teen squawked, scrunching up his shoulders at the feeling. He grabbed Geto’s wrist, pushing with all his strength. “Dohohohn’t!”

“Oh my god, you’re ticklish!” Geto was grinning now, all teeth and pure joy in his expression.

“No, I’m not!”

“Yes, he is.” Shoko puffed around her cigarette. “Ridiculously so. It was a nightmare trying to practice my curse technique on him.”

“Shoko!” Gojo gaped, betrayed. Then he was squirming, trying to get out of Geto’s grip. “No, no no- don’t you dare! I’m not ticklish! I’m not!” If Geto believed him, he didn’t show it- taking his sweet time in redoing his bun. “That was just a fluke!”

“Sure it was.” Geto finished his hair before rolling his neck, getting all the creeks out. “Now, let’s start telling the truth, huh?”

“I am, you son of a- Gehahahahahahhahaha!” Gojo almost immediately busted out laughing when the fingers returned to his neck, both sides prodding and tasing, making him scrunch and giggle. “Noohohohooho, stahahhahap thahahahhahaht!”

“Aww, you did lie to me! Your best friend, too!” Geto gaped in mock hurt, one hand squeezing under Gojo’s chin when he tried pressing it to his chest, making him snort and kick. “I was gonna go easy on you, but now you’re officially on my shit list. Get ready- I’m gonna make you scream.”

“Nohohohohohoohw whohohohoho’s lhihihihiihihhihiying? Aheahhahahhaha Suhuhuhuuhguhuhuhuhuuruh-OHOOHOHOHOHOHO!” The infinity sorcerer arched with a cackle as Geto attacked his ribs, racing his fingers up and down like a pianist. “Nohohohohoh, nohohohohot the rihihihihihihibs! Nohoohohot the rihihihihihihibs!”

“Too ticklish here? Poor baby.” Geto cooed, tapping along each bone and giving them a scratch. “Should have kept your hands to yourself. Didn’t kindergarten ever teach you that? Oh wait- you haven’t covered it yet.” When his fingers found his third lowest rib, Gojo let out an honest to god shriek, hands clasping his wrists. “Oo, found a bad spot.”

“NOHOHOHOOHOHOHO SUHUHUHUUHUHGUUHUUHUHURUUHUHUHU!” He howled, face flushing an impressive red and glasses falling off his face. Without them, Geto could see the tears forming in the corners of his eyes. “STAHAHHAHAHAHHAP!”

“Hmmm…do you really want me to stop?” Geto dropped his hands to his waist, poking along the skin there and making Gojo twitch and squirm. “You and I both know you could easily break away. Why the hesitation? Don’t tell me…” He leaned forward, nearly nose to nose with his friend as his fingers trailed over his belly, earning a hiccupy squeal. “You love this, don’t you Satoru?”

Gojo made a whimpering sound, turning his head away as he giggled and squeaked. Shoko, watching them momentarily, had a rare moment of sympathy for the idiot and decided to throw him a bone.

“Satoru. Suguru’s hips are awful. Just pinch him there.”

Everything that followed was like a blur. Geto turned to her with a look of shock just as Gojo lunged, grabbing his hips and squeezing with all his might. Geto let out a high pitched shriek and toppled over, bringing him and Gojo down and off the bench. Within seconds, they were against the pavement, groaning through giggles and brushing off bruises.

“Heh. Dorks.” Shoko smiled as she put out the remains of her smoke, crushing it with her foot before taking the now empty seat. She kicked her heels up and against Gojo’s back, pulling her phone out and resuming her game. “I think I’m gonna name this virus the Sato-Sugu strain. Whatcha think?”

She got tired groans in response.

“Sold.”

Thanks for reading!

#JJK #jjk season 2 spoilers #jjk spoilers #jjk anime spoilers #jjk manga spoilers #gojo satoru #geto suguru #shoko ieiri #tickle #tickle fic #the group being dumb #I realize Shoko technically has a flip phone and probably wouldn't be able to play Plague.Inc #But like- walk with me here #we all know she'd absolutely kill it in that game

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trrickytickle · 10 months

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(happy 1/2 year anniversary, @tickle-beans !! I love you so fucking mucho yr so important to me bruhhhhh omg I never genuinely thought someone would love me so much as more than a friend and having it be someone I FEEL THE SAME TOWARDS???? AMAZING. MMMMMUUUWAAAAAH. anywayyyyy WE'VE BEEN TOGETHER THIS LONG MY BREASTIE BESTIES ARE SHIPPING US N SHIT AND AASA 😍😍😻😻)

have some super(ticklish)girl, lmao- I unironically loved the 2023 flash movie and KARA IS SO LEEEEE. blood sweat and tears went into this gif

Comic version under cut hehehehehehehuEHEHEGEG

#tickling #tickle community #t-word #tfb community #tickle #tword #lee #ler #tickle fic #tickle art #i loved writing dialogue for Ezra's barry omg hes so fave #tickle animation

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thecutestler · 4 months

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DOES ANYONE KNOW WHAT THE NAME OF THIS MANGA/MINGWA IS CALLED?! PLEASE TELL ME

#tickle content #tickle fic #tickle thoughts #tword community #yuri anime #yaoi bl #yaoi manga

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helleboretks · 1 year

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Kids Will Be Kids

This is a Sokouku Tickle Fic! With Lee!Chuuya, Ler!Dazai! If this isn’t your forte, no need to read!

Summary: Chuuya wants to get to their next mission, Dazai wants to satisfy his (both their) curiosity. We all know who gets what he wants anyway.

Dazai may be scary to a lot of people, but never truly to Chuuya.

It was odd to him at first, why everyone around him was so frightened by a literal child, only just reaching the fifteen mark in his years. If anything, to Chuuya he was…weird. Kind of a ridiculous weird, kind of a concerning weird. One of the most important emotions he seems to take pride in tends to be something close to listlessness.

He could be incredibly lazy if he wanted to, laying around and spacing out without a care in the world, and yet everyone would still steer clear of him if he was at least in the vicinity, or within earshot.

Chuuya did not exactly like what that implied.

But, no matter what Dazai did, whether it was shooting a corpse into the ground simply because what he gave them, the release of death, was something they ‘didn’t even deserve’, or using that master brain of his to create such elaborate and twisted plans, forcing Chuuya to go along with them whether he knew about it or not (and most often times, it’s the latter), Chuuya himself couldn’t always see why Dazai was so feared.

He was just…stupid.

Like right now.

Chuuya was staring Dazai down, whose face was covered with that iconic Suicide Handbook he somehow always seems to have on his person, sprawled out on the couch of one of the many lounges. He would have looked dead, had it not been for the soft rise and fall of his chest. He was asleep.

Fact still stands, this was Dazai. The kid who barely acts like a kid, something he’s only seen at least two or so times before. He can’t even be completely sure if the other is asleep, he’s very convincing in the ways of deceit after all.

“Oi, Dazai.” Chuuya huffed, hands stuffed in his pockets as he deadpanned. “We’ve got a mission in two hours, get the fuck up already.” He pressed a foot lightly into his partner’s side, not actually having any reason to kick him yet. The inevitable ‘yet’ makes him hold back an exasperated groan of annoyance already.

The other didn’t respond, still deep in (feigning?) exhaustion as light snores hummed from him. Chuuya let out a short growl, pressing a bit harder against his side, shaking the taller as well. “Dazai. Shitty mackerel, I said, get the fuck up!” He spoke a little harsher. And still, nothing, the idiot refused to move.

He huffed, glancing around the empty room. He really didn’t feel like getting into a fight today, if anything, he just wants this done and over with so they could move on and get to the mission. He sat down on the ledge of the couch, the only other place Dazai’s tall frame wasn’t covering, crossing one leg over the other. “Dazai.” He grumbled. “Mackerel, Shitty Dazai, Vagabond, Waste o’ Bandages.”

Not a single one of them got him to respond. Rolling his eyes, Chuuya reaches for Dazai’s book, peeling it off his face. He tried to resist the urge to take a peak at its contents, but ultimately failed, glancing at it for a few moments. Just as freakish as he thought it would be.

But when he finally takes a look at Dazai’s face, he can’t say the same for the boy.

Face scrunched, eyebrows in a tight crease, and a visible frown on (rather delicate) features, he didn’t look at peace, and yet he was still snoring away, mouth slipped open the smallest bit. He was in discomfort, clear as day for anyone to see. Was that why he had the book covering his face? He predicted even his own discomfort, and hid it from the world before it was even in progress of appearing?

Well, that was Dazai. Even many steps ahead of himself. And he knew nobody would disturb him either, with the status of Demon Prodigy, truly a genius of his own being, as much as Chuuya hates to admit it.

So maybe he felt a little pissed that Dazai probably thought it applied to him too.

Chuuya tapped the boy’s face twice, just to ensure that he’s actually asleep and not faking it. And sure enough, not even a twitch came over him. He didn’t exactly like the idea of having to wake up Dazai, but the sooner it’s done the better.

(That was a lie, the face of contorted distraught on Dazai didn’t fit him at all, it was unnerving and, dare he say it but, it worried him…)

He didn’t really think much of how he’d go about waking up Dazai, simply grabbing at his side and squeezing it rapidly, deeming that the safest way to go about it. “Oi, Dazai, get up-” Chuuya hummed, only to stop mid sentence when he heard a slight noise, stopping in his movements.

Was that what he thought it was? It couldn’t have been, it was probably just a little exhale from the touch Dazai’s brain was processing as a response. So hesitantly, he continued squeezing at his side, now letting his other hand join in the fray on the other side.

It didn’t take long for Dazai to start squirming in his sleep, arms curling closer to his chest as Chuuya gazed up at his face, looking for a sign of consciousness. Instead, he saw something different, so different in fact, that his own brain (and heart) seemed to stutter at what he was looking at.

Dazai’s face was growing pink, eyebrows twitching and sleepy exhales getting breathier, hitching a few times as his lips wobbled into something akin to a smile. Chuuya, curious to this odd kind of behavior, started speeding up his touches, almost fascinated by the other’s odd reactions.

He swore the other boy gasped, before sleepy giggles fell from his lips, trembling in place as his squirming became more erratic. Why was he giggling? Was it because of what Chuuya was doing? Was he just susceptible to odd kinds of touch? Was Chuuya’s touch even odd?

In his thoughts, he let his hands wander down to Dazai’s hips, experimentative. However, he jolted harshly when Dazai squealed (he fucking squealed!) loud, awake within an instant and sitting upright.

“Chuuya!” Dazai yelped, batting the other’s hands away. But nope, Chuuya was in his own world, eyes wide and practically sparkling in fascination. He’s never seen a person react like that to touch before, eyes flitting between his hands and Dazai’s face, who was very visibly pouting.

“That’s so mean, Chibi!” Dazai pouted, wiping away the sleep from his eyes as he held back a yawn. “I’m ticklish, idiot.” Chuuya blinked owlishly at that, gradually tilting his head to the side.

What??

“What’s that?” He asked blankly, and now it was Dazai’s turn to blink at him, for once seeming a bit stunned. “You don’t- you don’t know what that is?” Chuuya deadpanned at the Prodigy for that one. “Oh, of course I’d know whatever the fuck that is within the eight years I’ve been alive.” He spat with all the sarcasm he could muster.

Dazai huffed out a laugh, rolling his one visible eye as he scooted back, allowing Chuuya to sit on the couch more comfortably. “What is it?” Chuuya asked, moving closer to Dazai, who promptly ignored his question. “Dazai, what is it? What the fuck is it? Tell me, God damnit!”

The other, at first seemed keen on ignoring him, huffing as he searched for his little Suicide Book. But then he perked up, and Chuuya instantly recognized a certain glint in his eyes.

Maybe…maybe this was a mistake-

“If I show you, will you stop asking, chibikko?” Chuuya blanked for a moment, staring at the other in confusion. Show him? He doesn’t even know what it is, why would Dazai think he’d trust him with that? They even had a mission in like, two hours! He can’t just waste his time doing something to satisfy his curiosity.

“...fine, but make it quick. We got places to be, dumbass.”

But of fucking course, he was too curious for his own good sometimes.

“Great! Thanks for being sooo much more compliant today, Chuuya!” The other growled at him, but stupidly continued to comply when Dazai coaxed him onto his back, albeit hesitantly. “Just so you know, I don’t fucking trust you.” Chuuya scowled, to which Dazai just rolled his eyes, flexing his fingers together.

“Obvious enough, really.” Came Dazai’s reply, only for Chuuya to yelp as Dazai-that stupid lanky mackerel- decided to sit his stupid butt on the other’s thighs. So of course, Chuuya freaked for a second.

“OiOiOi! If this is some stupid sexual thing I swear to GOD-” Dazai shushed him with a hand over his mouth, a pouty look on his face. “Oh hush Chibi! This is essential so I won’t have you kicking me in the face! I don’t want any unnecessary bruises right now.”

…Excuse?

“What the fuck?” He spoke, muffled by Dazai’s hand for a moment before it was removed. “Yes, yes, you’ll understand in a minute, with your little doggy pea brain.” Chuuya tsked, turning his head to the side.

“Now,” Dazai said, a sudden undertone in his voice that had Chuuya snapping back to look at him. But suddenly, skinny fingers found themselves clinging to Chuuya’s sides, and holy shit the spark that followed made him jolt.

“Prepare to be amazed, hatrack.”

And then those fingers started moving.

SWEET FUCK-

Chuuya choked out a strangled noise, and as if he’d been electrocuted by Zeus’ lightning, he began squirming just as Dazai predicted, a feverishly bad urge to laugh taking over his insides. “W-whahahat the fahahack!?” He sputtered, his arms clamping down around his sides as he twisted from side to side.

“I knew it! You are ticklish! You certainly looked so to me.” Dazai spoke triumphantly, skittering scuttle-y fingers all over Chuuya’s sides. The feeling was shocking and unfamiliar, sending horribly tingly sensations to scatter just under his skin, and Chuuya threw his head back.

Now what the fuck were Dazai’s fingers so fast for!? Where the hell did this energy come from, and why in God’s damn name is Chuuya laughing??

The boy tried desperately to clamp his mouth shut, but with all his non-existent experience with something like this, the attempt failed horribly, and he kept laughing, struggling under Dazai’s ministrations.

He could hardly get his arms to stay anywhere but his sides! Each time he tried to move them, Dazai would pinch just somewhere higher and they’d slam back down with vigor. The wobbly smile on Chuuya’s face wasn’t deliberate either, and it was almost embarrassing how wide it was.

Was this what it was? Being ticklish??

Suddenly, he didn’t like the word anymore.

“Chibi’s ticklish! Aaaaw, tickle, tickle, tickle, Chibi-chuu!” Chuuya practically squealed at such nonsensical teasing. It was different from what Dazai’d usually do, so baby-ish and cruel.

“Wahahahahait, Oh my Gohohohod, Dazai!” Chuuya exclaimed through the rapid laughter that forced itself out of his lungs, only to practically squeal when Dazai found his ribs, digging into the inbetweens and leaving him desperately attempting to kick him off.

Which would have worked, normally, if he wasn’t feeling so sapped of energy laying helplessly beneath the lanky asshole. Chuuya guffawed when Dazai’s blunt nails dug into his skin, only two layers of clothes separating bare physical contact, yet they did practically nothing to save his ass.

Chuuya bucked rapidly, and Dazai laughed as he was jostled from where he sat, as if mocking him for acting like a wild bull seeing a red flag. But Chuuya just couldn’t stop, shaking his head as his nose scrunched and his cheeks got hotter, blushing from the extreme exertion he certainly wasn’t prepared for.

Dazai, however, seemed to want to be even more of an embarrassing fish, removing one hand from Chuuya’s ribs and searching for his tie, a grin of pure hilarity on his face.

“It’s gettin’ hot in here, so take off all your clothes~!” He cruelly sang, slipping his tie off with ease as Chuuya’s ears flushed red. What was he even thinking!?

It came to him all too late when Dazai grabbed at his wrists.

He could hardly protest through his laughter, Dazai’s one hand skillful enough to keep him giggling his breath away, unable to wrap his lips around coherent words as his other hand worked to tie his wrist together, right above his head, and tied to arm of the couch, the couch arm which had the same design as a fucking chair.

Fuck furniture designs!

“Nahahahaha!! Dazahahahahai, I’ll k-kihihill you!” Chuuya shrieked, trying fruitlessly at tugging the fabric, which didn’t even budge because of course Dazai had to be good at one-handing tight knots.

“But Chibi! You can’t even touch me at this point. If anything, I’m the one touchy touching youuu~!” If Chuuya had any remaining dignity in him, it was probably gone at that moment.

Oh, also the fact that Dazai ducked his hands under his shirt.

Fuck-

Chuuya practically screamed curses, body vibrating as he choked on screeching laughter, squirming amped up by the ten powers.

“Ohohoho? Someone’s got a ticklish tummy? Aaw, how adorable! Grabbin’ that little tum tum o’ yours, my little doggy~!”

Oh this was humiliating, oh why the hell was he laughing more at those stupid, embarrassing words!?!? Nope nope nope, pride gone, he’s lost everything, this is it for him.

“PLEAHAHAHAHA!! NAHAHAHAHAHA, I CAAAHAHAHAN’T-” Dazai just seemed even more spurred on by Chuuya’s screams-turned-pleas, making stupid kissy noises that one would to a dog. “C’mon puppy! I thought dogs loved tummy rubs?”

He doesn’t wanna know anymore! He knows enough now! Holy shit it’s so much!?

“IHIHIT’S SO BAHAHAD!!! I DOHOHOHON’T WANNA KNOHOW ANYMOHOHOHORE!!!” Dazai laughed at that, his grin of playful maliciousness sending an arrow straight through his heart, the sparkling in his eyes as he watched Chuuya turn to a laughing, begging mess underneath had the smaller shivering, blushing so deeply for a whole other reason.

Dazai’s full attention was on him, poking and pinching and prodding the places that had Chuuya screaming, dipping his finger so indecently into his belly button that caused an embarrassingly high snort to break loose, sweet lips smiling with such cruelty in them.

It made Chuuya’s heart beat at rabbiting speeds, seeing that much genuine emotion.

“Ohohoho, I’m gonna tickle you until you cry, Chibi~!”

Oh God. Oh no. This was the end of him. He wasn’t getting out of this alive-

Chuuya’s head flung so far back he feared he might break his neck, his face hurt just from smiling so much, for so long. Yet the poor teen could do nothing more than take what he had coming for him. He made his own bed, now he has to lay in it.

Because now Dazai was after his tummy and his waist. And that was just too cruel.

The tears came quicker than either of them thought, not that Chuuya even knew he could cry from this, but here he was, tears streaming down his face this way and that because he just couldn’t stop shaking his head.

But oddly enough, no matter how embarrassing this is, Chuuya never truly begged for him to stop. He didn’t even know what he was begging for, repeating mantras of Not there! and Please no! and more and more and more.

And Dazai just seemed to be having too much fun with the advantage he has over Chuuya, even going as far as to nuzzle his face into Chuuya’s neck, and that fluffy brown hair that didn’t usually affect him just seemed so ticklish now.

After that though, Dazai seemed to finally find Chuuya’s limit.

As Chuuya had found it too.

His laughter fell silent after a while, only the remaining snorts and sharp breaths indicating that he was still laughing up a gut. Dazai finally slowed down his touches, much to Chuuya undying relief once he pulled away.

The boy gasped for air desperately, coughing a bit as Dazai giggled at him, seeming wholly satisfied.

“Gosh! That’s quite the stress reliever, don’t you think, Chibi?” Chuuya couldn’t even retort to that, mind feeling floaty as he greedily consumed the air his lungs could give him. Dazai slid off his thighs, and the other curled up into as much of a ball as he could, with the tie still secure around his wrists.

From face to chest, he was flushed an embarrassing red, closing his eyes as the tears began to slow down, still stubbornly clinging to his cheeks and face as he felt the fabric being shuffled about.

Once it fell gracelessly from his wrists, he brought them quickly down to his body, something in him instinctively rubbing at the still electrifying tingly parts where Dazai’s stupid fishy hands got to him, beginning to numb those unforgiving sensations from his skin.

Thank God it’s over! He actually thought he might die there…

“Goodness, Chuuya! You look so worn out! What happened, we haven’t even gone on that mission yet?”

The absolutely appalled expression that framed Chuuya’s face as he stared back at Dazai had the other cracking a smile.

“What? What’s wrong? Hey, hey, hey, what’s wrong, huh? C’mon chibi, you can tell your reliable partner! I promise I won’t tickle you again-” The boy says, as he reaches to tickle him again.

Safe to say, Chuuya stayed on the ceiling that day.

#HBWriting #bsd tickle fic #bsd anime #Lee!Chuuya #Ler!Dazai #sokouku #poor chuuya #Dazai why you gotta be so cruel-#bsd #bungou stray dogs tickling

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veryblushyswitch · 2 months

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Hoping to finish a lee Scott and ler Ramona at some point this week! 💖

#tickle fic #Scott pilgrim tickle #Scott pilgrim tickle fic #Scott pilgrim takes off tickle #Scott pilgrim takes off tickle fic #Scott pilgrim vs the world tickle #Scott pilgrim vs the world tickle fic #Scott pilgrim #Scott #lee Scott #ticklish Scott #Ramona #ramona flowers #ler Ramona #anime tickle #anime tickle fic #live action tickle #live action tickle fic

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tickling-giggles · 2 years

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Oops! sorry my keyboard corrected me is Lee Sugino and Ler Koro-sensei

Stretch it out

A/N: it’s fine I just wanted to make sure😭😭 BTW I LOVED THE REFERENCE YOU WANT ME TO USE I DIDN’T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT (Also going off what mi brain remembers)

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“Here Sugino” Korosensei called has he handed him the baseball covered in BB pellets.

“Oh, thanks Korosensei…are you eating a coconut, you really shouldn’t eat the husk” Sugino answered in a confused tone.

“Solid throw yesterday” Korosensei complimented.

“Ha, funny coming from someone who can accidentally throw the ball faster and farther than me, something can’t even do on purpose” Sugino scoffed, as he was throwing the ball up and catching it.

“You must be on a team right?”

“Used to be before I got kicked off, it’s only for D-Class and above, extracurricular activities isn’t apart of the deal when your at the bottom. Sugino explained.

“Sounds like discrimination to me”

I kinda expected to get booted off sooner or later I mean you saw my pitch, and besides I was nothing but a benchwarmer for majority of the season anyways, I could never struck anybody out, it kinda got me depressed, I was slipping up on my grades so here I am in E-class. Sugino vented, sighing somewhat relieved after telling korosensei that.

“Sugino may I offer you a friendly demonstration of what not sulking looks like” Korosensei turned is head towards him.

“Um sure… I even though I have not idea of what the hell your talking about but sure” Sugino agreed as they both stood up.

“Ummmm so what do I dOOHoho stohohop ihihit ahaahaha” Sugino squeaked, as Korosensei’s tentacles vibrated on his sides.

“Sugino I can’t demonstrate with you squirming and giggling”

“Yohohour nohohot evehehen dehemonstrahaetung anahanything”

“Ummm am too, your just too ticklish” Korosensei cooed.

“AHaham nahahat”

“Yes you are coochy coochy coo”

“NoOHo teheheasing iHIt mahAhAkes ihit wOhOrse”Sugino squeaky laughter.

“You don’t say, what if I tickle tickle tickle you here or tickle tickle you like this” Korosensei continued to tease.

“Yohohou mEnAhAce stAhAHAp IHIT! AhahAHAhaha”

“That’s not very kind Sugino I’m gonna have to punish you for such mean wordss” Korosensei whined, as he vibrates his tentacles on his shoulders and under his knees.

“nOHOHO NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHERE YOHOHOU BIHIHIHIG DUHUHUMMEHEHE SQUUHUHID”

“Wow such pfft hurtful insults, that mean nothing to me when your laughing your head off” Korosensei snickered.

“YOHOHOHOUR SOHOHO MEHEHEANNN!! IHIHIT THIHIHICKLES SOHOHO BAHAHAD”

“Awwwww why thankyouuu” Korosensei giggled at his compliment.

“Thanks, I’ll go turn these in to Mr.Karasuma- what the” Nagisa left the classroom and saw out of the window Korosensei tickling Sugino.

“U-Uh Korosensei what are you doing?” Nagisa stammered.

“Ah hah, so that what you were doing impersonating another pitchers moves I knew I recognized it somewhere”.

“Hahaha jeherk why we’here you tihickling mehe then” Sugino giggled as he clutched his stomach.

“Because why not, plus your laughter was adowarbleee~” korosensei teased.

“STAHap” Sugino blushed as Nagisa chuckled at there antics. “Hey korosensei, I think Nagisa wants a demonstration too”.

“No NO I most certainly do not”Nagisa slowly inched away.

#kiara answers #kiara writes #lee!sugino #Ler!korosensei #assclass tickles #assassination classroom tickles #assclass tickling #assassination classroom tickling #anime tickle fic #anime tickling

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duckymcdoorknob · 2 years

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Placing an order. I’d love a white and milk chocolate marble candy, shaped like a square and decorated with painted hearts. 💖 For fillings, I’ll have lemon crème and liqueur. (I’d love something with lee Tanjiro) I finally got around to making a request from this lovely menu! Take all the time you need and hope you’re doing well!

WOOO CRANKING EM OUT !!!

I picked rengoku bc I am in love with him

I may or may not be reusing a trope I write constantly oops.

I’m just such a sucker for a rainy day 😭

REGARDLESS!!!!! I hope you enjoy!!

CW BELOW THE CUT: This do have some tickles in it ngl

Tanjiro never claimed to be afraid of thunderstorms, they were just a little… off-putting to him. The rain was soothing to hear, but reminds him of the time he spent the night in the rain after being locked out of the mansion. The thunder was nice at a low rumbling, but the louder claps never failed to make him jump. The lightning bolts were quite beautiful, but remind him of when Zenitsu loses control when he dreams.

No, he wasn’t afraid! He was just-

A small squeak emitted from the water breathing user as a particularly loud rumble filled the air.

Well, maybe a little bit…

Growing up with a little brother, Rengoku was used to random things happening to him. He was used to waking up to random yelling, walking in on random bursts of laughter and crying. He was used to all of it. So, when he was resting on the couch, he wasn’t surprised to be met with a sudden weight on his torso.

The young slayer knew that he needed to be with someone in the moment, so he stumbled about the mansion to find someone. He finally settled upon the living room as soon as he had seen the flame hashira.

Tanjiro approached the “sleeping” male carefully, as if he was waiting for him to wake up and grant him permission to approach. Unfortunately, Rengoku stayed in the same place, enjoying the sounds of the serene storm outside.

A sudden flash of lightning elicited a yelp from the boy, causing him to scurry to his elder’s side. Instinctively, Tanjiro gently climbed up on the flame hashira’s chest, pulling the male’s arms down to hold him protectively.

Rengoku chuckled, securely tightening his hold around the frightened boy. “Oh? What’s this?” He teased, “If you wanted a hug, Young Kamado, you could have just asked.”

Before he could stutter out an embarrassed response, a deafening crackle erupted in the room. Tanjiro whined, nuzzling in deeper to the embrace. This was Rengoku’s cue to sit up. He did so, holding the boy even tighter than before. “I understand now. Not to worry, I will always be here to hold you in your times of need.”

“Thanks, Mister Rengoku.” The water breathing user slurred, “Hmmm, you’re comfy.”

“Oh yeah? Maybe you’re just feeling a little scared.”

“M’not scared.” Tanjiro argued, a yawn following. “Just don’ like storms.”

“Ahh, you remind me of sweet, little Senjuro.” The flame hashira said with a fond smile, “He’s scared of storms too.”

“I told you, m’not scared.” The young slayer rebutted , “I’m gonna take a nap here…”

The blonde hashira quirked a brow, a tinge of malice sparkling in his eyes. “Oh no you don’t.” He chimed, “Senjuro always had to be calmed down by me, but swore he wasn’t scared. Maybe I should try to calm you down!” He finished his little speech with sneaky wiggling of his fingers.

“GYAH! M-Mister Rehehengohohokuhuhu!” The boy squealed, gently fighting the embrace he was in.

“Yes, Young Kamado?” The flame hashira chirped, “You know, liars always get paid their due. It seems that I have the honor of helping you cleanse your conscious!” He used one arm to keep the boy in a secure hold, and snaked the other one down to prod at the boy’s sides.

“Eh?! Mihihister rehehengohohokuku.” Tanjiro’s head fell backwards against the older slayer’s chest. “Ihihihi tohohohold yohohohou! Ihihim nohohohot sca-YAHahaha! Wahahahait!”

“Wait? But isn’t the thunderstorm so scary and distracting? Why shouldn’t I try to help you feel better?!” Rengoku beamed, squeezing Tanjiro’ stomach through his uniform.

The boy lost all of his prior comprehensible thoughts, simply sinking into the ticklish feeling. “Nohohoho! Nohohohot thehehere!”

“Not there?” The older male teased, “Where else should I tickle you then?”

Tanjiro’s face flushed as he shook his head, hoping that his senior would understand his laughter filled message. Unfortunately, he did not.

Instead, the scary sounds of the thunderstorm were drowned out by the melodious sounds of Tanjiro’s laughter.

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Okay so… this is likely my first Naruto fanfic? That’s pretty cool lol. Anyway I really love this friendship so much. Ugh Naruto angsts really hits you where it hurts. So what better than to make fluffy content out of it!

Warnings: None really aside from that this is a tickle fic, so if that’s not your thing… then just keep scrolling lol

Summery: Itachi and Shisui call back to a time when they were younger.

“Well there you are! And here I was just wondering where you had gotten off too.” Shisui Uchiha smirked as Itachi just landed another kunai into a target. Itachi had gone to a grassy field with targets he could use for practice. They both got a lot older since they first met. Back then Itachi was just a newly made Chunin.

Itachi looked back and smiled a bit. He always had a gentle look on his face that Shisui couldn’t help admiring. It gave him a look as if he was always calm and composed.

“What’s up Shisui?” Itachi asked as he picked up three more Kunai to throw at the target.

Shisui just chuckled and shrugged. “Nothing. I got bored and wanted to see what you were up to Itachi.”

Itachi smiled and threw all three Kunai directly in the center of another target. Shisui whistled. “Wow. You’ve gotten really good since we were younger.”

Itachi chuckled a little sheepishly. “Not really. I still believe I have some ways to go.”

Shisui raised an eyebrow. “If you have ways to go then that’s just an insult to my own abilities.”

Itachi chuckled more at that. “Are you trying to say that I’m better than you?”

Shisui scoffed. “No way in hell! I’m totally stronger than you are!” He insisted proudly with a frown.

Itachi smirked slightly. “You sound so sure about that.”

Shisui grinned back, sensing the playfulness. It seemed he was being challenged. He hadn’t heard that tone from Itachi since they were Chunin.

“Want to put that to the test?” He raised an eyebrow slowly.

Itachi just answered by getting in a battle stance and smirking more. Shisui responded with a stance of his own.

As soon as they prepared themselves, they lunged at one another, dueling it out without holding back.

Itachi threw punches and high kicks. He was extremely skilled with Taijutsu for only being thirteen. He pulled off very advanced moves for his young age.

Shisui however was more experienced and skilled. He managed to corner Itachi down to the floor.

“Hah! I win again.” Shisui smirked smugly.

Itachi raised an eyebrow. “Is that so?”

Out of nowhere, before Shisui could fully pin him down, Itachi broke away and lunged for the brunette. Shisuis eyes widened in surprise. He yelped and fell back onto the grass, curling up immediately to protect himself and erupting into giggles. Itachi, of course, followed him down.

“W-wahahait wahahahait!!! N-nohoho tihihihicklihihng nohohohot fahahahair!!!!” He cried out, kicking and squirming around wildly as Itachi pinched up and down his sides.

“You’re considered one of the strongest young Shinobi in the Uchiha clan and you can’t handle a bit of tickling?” Itachi teased with a chuckle, raising an eyebrow again.

Shisui spluttered and squealed as he tried and failed to evade his younger friends fingers.

When Itachi went under his shirt found the softness of his bare abdomen, Shisui shrieked and curled up tighter, his giggles turning into frantic and panicked cackles.

“NAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEREHEHE IHIHITAHAHACHIHIHIHI!!!!” He cried out desperately. No matter how much he curled up he couldn’t seem to stop the fingers moving.

Itachi chuckled at the sight of his friend completely helpless and fallen apart as he failed to evade the tickles.

Eventually Shisuis laughter went near silent and he couldn’t seem to draw breath, which signaled to Itachi that he should probably stop.

When the black ponytailed shinobi retracted his hands, Shisui lay back, panting and trying to catch his breath.

“D-dahahamn ihit… wh-what the hehehell…” Shisui mumbled through his deep breaths.

Itachi let out a small soft chuckle. “You haven’t change at all Shisui.”

Shisui was pretty quick in regaining his composure. Now he was smirking. “Oh really? If that’s true I doubt you changed much as well!” Shisui lunged for Itachi of nowhere, attempting to tickle him.

Itachi erupted into soft giggles as he squirmed under the older shinobi.

“Shihihihisuhuhuiii!!!” Itachi cried out, trying to push at his friend.

Shisui laughed. “Come on Itachi, I thought you were smart. Surely you realized how ticklish you were yourself and saw this coming…” He prodded and kneaded up and down Itachis sides as the younger boy squirmed and laughed under him.

Shisui then smirked. “That is unless you were… looking for this outcome…”

Itachis face turned a bright red at that. ��Shuhuhuhut uhuhuhup yohohohu dihihihick….”

Shisui scoffed in mock outrage. “Me?! A dick?! Oh you’re SO getting it now…”

Shisui moved his hands towards Itachis hips and started massaging and kneading into them deeply.

Itachi let out a wheeze and dissolved into hysterical cackles as he thrashed and kicked his legs wilding, his hands pulling desperately at the brunettes wrists.

Shisui just smirked as he watched his best friend completely breaking down. For as long as he knew, Itachi always had that one spot on his hips that had always had him practically done for.

“SHIHIHISUHUHUIHIHIHI PLEHEHEHAHASE!!!!” Itachi cried out through more wheezes. His leg kicking weakening a bit.

Shisui just chuckled and smirked more. “Y’know Itachi, I gotta say… you’ve claimed many times before that you hate being tickled… and yet here you are not even asking me to stop… what’s up with that, hm?”

Shisui teased him as he massaged deeper into the inner part of his hips.

Itachi let out a loud scream, followed by more cackles. He kicked his legs more.

“OHOHOKAHAHAHYYY OHOHOHOKAHAHAHYYY!! STAHAHAHAHAP PLEHEHEHAHASE!!!” Itachi weakly pushed at Shisui, not even trying to defend himself, but almost as a sign that he was trying to tap out already.

Shisui picked up on this and chuckled, retracting his hands from Itachis hips. Itachi needed a few moments to catch his breath. Soon he composed himself and slowly sat up.

“That… that was evil.” He gasped out softly.

Shisui just chuckled and smirked. “You liked it though.”

“N-no I… I…” His face tinted a bright red once more.

Shisui just laughed harder. Itachi frowned, his eyes narrowing with annoyance. Itachi then suddenly tackled him once again.

“W-woah!!” Shisui cried out and fell back.

Itachi smirked down at him softly.

“Now let’s see who “likes it.”

Thx for reading ❤️

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