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giggly-squiggily · 7 months

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Hey hey heyyyyyy

Can i request lee oikawa and lers iwa, mattsun, and makki? Fnfjdjs

Heyo! I'm really sorry anon, but I could not for the life of me find a way to fit Mattsun and Maki into this. I honestly can't remember much of anyone in that team besides Iwa and Oikawa these days. I need to rewatch Haikyuu hehe.

Still! I hope you like it! :D

CW: Swearing

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The second the door shut, Oikawa was scrambling for freedom.

“Get over here you son of a-” Iwa’s words were cut off by the squeal of terror Oikawa let loose when he was grabbed from behind, arms around his waist as he was yanked back into the couch. “You thought you could pull what you did today and get away with it?”

“Iwa! Iwa wahahhahahhait!”

~~~8 or so hours earlier~~~

Oikawa was bored.

The one day off he finally lets himself have, and Iwa has to go to class! He wouldn’t even skip!

“I can’t just skip class, Toru. What’s gonna happen when I really do need to skip?”

“You’re gonna go anyway cause you’re too stubborn to acknowledge illness.”

“Watch it…I’ll be home tonight. Just- entertain yourself until then. Take a nap, watch a movie, go on a jog- find something to do.”

Oikawa could really have done any of those things, but they weren’t nearly as fun without Iwa!

‘Come home?’ He texted an hour into the day, knowing how silly he was being but not caring one bit.

‘Later. Class is starting soon- love you, bye.’ Iwa’s text came back.

Oikawa rolled his eyes as he let his phone flop against his chest, groaning dramatically. He texted too much- usually Iwa would humor his back and forth for at least a few seconds. He was starting to learn his ways.

“Class is starting soon my butt.” Oikawa glared at the phone, switching to his socials soon after. Some scrolling here, some liking posts there- he left what he felt was a hilarious comment under Mattsun’s recent sunset photo, but gave up when Mattsun replied with a simple “???”. How tiresome.

He was about to call up Maki to see if he was available when a video came into his feed- one that made him stop and stare.

“Is it recording? Great! Hi, my name is Hinata Shoyo- and this is what I like to call: Tickle me Kageyama!” In the video the redhead turned to his friend, jumping on him and attacking his ribs with reckless abandon. Kageyama practically squawked, flailing in his chair while swearing every bad word he knew at him. Soon though- he was laughing up a storm, pig snorts mixing with endless bouts of laughter.

“Don’t swear so much, Shoyo’s sister might be watching!” He didn’t recognize the voice behind the camera, but he sounded very amused. A taller guy with a close shaved head waved at the camera before jumping in, further driving Kageyama up the wall. “Get ‘em, Tanaka! Hehehe!”

The video ended not long after that, the replay button taunting Oikawa like a flashing light. His body was tingling all over. God I wish that was me…

Panicked, he tossed his phone into the nearest pillow, shaking his head. No, no- don’t start feeling like that right now! Iwa’s not gonna be home for another decade! And even when he did get home…

When he got home…

A new idea came to mind, and Oikawa snickered in glee as he grabbed his phone, pulling up the texts…

~~~4 hours ago~~~

It was agony waiting until Iwa’s first class was over, but he knew his boyfriend wouldn’t be on his phone during class. He waited until he knew class was over before beginning his attack.

The first thing was simple. A picture of a heart, sparkly and pink. Eventually the text said ‘read’ but nothing appeared after. Oikawa could picture Iwa’s confused face as he looked upon the picture.

A moment later, he sent a gif of a shower of hearts, followed by ‘Does this make you think of anything?’

Bubbles. Then: ‘You’re having a heart attack?’

It took everything in Oikawa not to send a rolling eye emoji.

‘I’m thinking of how much I love you~’ He texted, followed by three pink heart emojis. He waited- then.

‘Stop it.’ Iwa wrote.

‘Why?’

‘You know why.”

‘Iwa-chan~’

‘I’m on campus!’

‘And you told me to find something entertaining to do. <3”

‘Find something else.’

‘Can I find the words to say how much I adore you? How hot are you when you take things so seriously and finish what you start? How are you so strong- both physically and mentally? How I love just how in the zone you are when you’re doing something you love?’ It was devious and awful and terrible but Oikawa was kicking his feet like a school girl picturing how red Iwa must be looking right now. He could easily picture the others on campus looking at him wondering: “What’s got him so flustered?”

‘Toru…’

‘Yes, my sweet prince?’

‘Final warning.’ This was it! ‘Stop it or I’ll make you stop.’

Oikawa considered. Then he grinned. ‘Hey- guess what? I love you, Hajime.’ He wrote before sending it to Iwa. He waited, and waited, and waited…

‘You’re done for.’ And that was that.

Oikawa cackled, tossing his phone into the couch as he did a little jig. Laughing like a child, he sent a few heart emojis and a kissy face before turning off his phone, knowing seeing the time would make the anticipation worse.

All he had to do now was wait.

~~~Present time~~~

“You know- if you really want me to tickle you, you could have just asked.” Iwa growled in his ear, sitting on the back of his hips as he creeped his fingers up Oikawa’s shirt, scratching along warm skin. “No need to fluster me in front of my freaking adviser!”

“Whihihihiihihy whehehehre you on the phoohoohohone with yohoohohur advihihihisor? Aheahhahhahaha, Iehehehhehhewa!” Oikawa giggled out, pressing his arms against his sides as he tried to block him out. It didn’t work.

“He came up to me during your little game, shitty-kawa! I had to make up some dumb excuse that I doubt he believed!” He moved his fingers higher up, wiggling them along his ribs. “Let’s see- I think it’s only fair I make you as red as you made me today.”

“Iihihiihihiwa, aheahhahahhahhahahaha! Pffft- gehahahahahhaha, pleahhahhahahhase!” Oikawa cried, kicking his feet against the cushions. “It tiihihihiihihihckles!”

“No way, does it really?” Iwa asked, tapping along his upper ribs, just before his armpits. “Anything you want to say?”

“Mhmhmmhmmhmhhehehehehehe! HEheheheehehehehehehehe!” Oikawa willed the giggles down, daring a look back at Iwa’s face. “Dohohohoho your wohohohorst!”

Iwa tsked. Then he dug his hands into Oikawa’s armpits.

“AHHEHAHHAHHAH!” The setter squealed, thrashing about beneath him as he laughed himself hoarse. “OHOHOHOOHKAY OOHOOHHOKAY I’M SAHAHHHAHARRY! IIHIHIHIHM SHAAHHAHAHRRY!”

“Promise?” Iwa asked.

“PRHOOHOHOHOOHMISE!”

“Hm….okay.” The tickles came to an end, leaving Oikawa gasping for breath with his head pressed into the cushions. Iwa hummed before swatting him gently, climbing off his back and scooping him up. In a matter of minutes, they were cuddling on the couch. “You’re a shit.”

“Yohohoohu love me.” Oikawa pointed out, giggling when his side was poked.

“Shush.”

“Nope.” Oikawa looked up at him, eyes kind. “And I’m not sorry for what I said! I mean every word.” Iwa tried to glare, but his face grew rosey and the undeniable love in his eyes glinted. “Though I suppose texting you during school wasn’t wise.”

“No, it wasn’t. But…I don’t mind.” Iwa mumbled, silencing Oikawa with a kiss. “But if you do that again, next time I’m not having mercy.”

“We’ll see.”

Thanks for reading!

#haikyuu!!#tickle #tickle fic #oikawa tooru #hajime iwaizumi #iwakawa #fluff #tw: swearing #I had fun with this one akljrjkeajkrekjr #I do kinda know Mattsun thanks to Rey #but I don't know him well enough to make a fic of him without a prompt #I hope that makes sense!#sorry I could only provide ler!Iwa #but at least we got some lee!oikawa! :D #I hope you like it!

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intheticklecloset · 1 year

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Haikyuu!! Coffee Shots #101-110

A collection of the Haikyuu sentence starters I’ve done, compiled for the sake of ease. These are all stand-alone stories.

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101) Lee Oikawa, Ler Iwa

“I’ll do anything!” Oikawa squeaked, backing into the lockers in the clubhouse with wide eyes. “Just don’t – don’t tickle me, Iwa!”

Iwaizumi rolled his eyes. “Stop being so dramatic. You know you don’t hate it as much as you pretend to.”

Oikawa growled, but he still proved his friend right by staying put as he approached despite having ample opportunity to get away. “I…I swear, I’ll do anything. Anything you want!”

“You just don’t want me to go for your bad spot.” Iwa wasted no time in clawing at his ribs, making him sputter out helpless giggles. “Right, Toru?”

“Plehehehehease!” The setter gripped Iwa’s arms but didn’t fight back yet, squirming against the hard lockers behind him, mixing discomfort and ticklish sensations together. “Iwahahahaha!”

“This is for smacking me in the back of the head with your crappy serve this afternoon,” Iwa grumbled playfully, squeezing up and down his sides. “And this is for refusing to help take out the gear this morning.” He dug into his underarms. “And this—”

“I gehehehehet it, I get it! I’m a hohohohohorrible peheheheherson!” Oikawa squealed.

“I never said that.” Iwa chuckled, stepped right up against him to dominate his personal space, and grabbed his hips. “This is for putting words in my mouth.”

“CRAP!! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!” The setter exploded into laughter, struggling and pushing against his assailant, squeaky cackles and embarrassing snorts interspersing his hysterics in a hilarious symphony of sounds. “GAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHOHO!! STOHOHOHOHOP!! IWA!!”

“Will you still do anything?” Iwa teased.

“YES, YEHEHEHEHEHEHES!! ANYTHIHIHIHIHIHING!!”

“Then promise you’ll actually do good tomorrow. We have a game to win. We can’t afford to lose because you can’t serve worth a darn.”

“I – AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! I PROHOHOHOHOMISE!! PLEASE, IWAHAHAHAHA!!”

At last Iwa freed him from his ticklish torture, allowing Oikawa to gasp for breath as he slid down the lockers to collapse in a heap, still giggling quietly.

“Tch.” Iwa rolled his eyes, but he was smirking. He nudged his friend’s foot with his own before stalking off to his own locker across the room. “You really are a drama queen.”

102) Lee Daichi, Ler Suga

Daichi walked up to Suga, grabbed him by the shoulders, looked him dead in the eye, and asked, “Can you tickle me?”

“Wha-huh?” Suga stuttered, blinking several times. “Wait…what?”

“I swear I’m losing feeling in my feet and I do not want to have to miss god knows how many games if I’m actually infected with something.”

“You…might just be tired…?” Suga suggested, then realized what an awesome opportunity this was. “But yeah, of course, I’ll tickle some feeling back into you if you want.”

Daichi looked mildly embarrassed but mostly determined as he nodded and plopped to the floor, taking off his shoes. Suga was beyond shocked that this was even happening, but he wasn’t about to complain. “Okay. I’m ready.”

Suga smiled, held Daichi’s left ankle to the floor, and gently scribbled his fingers over his friend’s socked sole. He wasn’t at all surprised when the brunette burst into giggles and tried pulling his foot away, but Daichi certainly seemed to be.

“I swehehehehear I couldn’t feheheheheel anything else – okay, stahahahahahap, Suga!”

At this point, Suga’s smile became wicked. “You expect me to stop after just a little tickling? You literally asked me to do this; how can I stop so quickly?”

Daichi’s eyes widened. “W-Wait—”

Sugawara quickly straddled his shins to keep him from squirming away, dragging his fingers up and down both of his feet, enjoying the startled shriek he pulled from the team captain. “Seems like you still have feeling in your feet to me, but I think we should keep going a little longer just to be safe.”

“Sugahahahahaha! I can feheheheheheheel just fihihihine! S-Stop it! Plehehehease!” Daichi begged, falling back with heaps of laughter when his friend switched tactics and started squeezing his thighs instead. “AHAHAHAHAHAHA NO, WAHAHAHAHAIT!!”

Suga laughed along with him. “Sorry, Dai. I simply can’t stop at just one ticklish spot!”

103) Lee Suga, Ler Daichi

“Hey! Don’t do that!” Suga giggled, swatting Daichi away when his friend poked his side. “You know I’m ticklish!”

Daichi grinned and poked him again, snatching his wrist when he tried to fight back to keep his target open to attack. Suga squeaked and snickered, wriggling in Daichi’s grip desperately, trying to cover up his side with his opposite hand now.

“Stohohohohop! Dahahahahaichi!”

The brunette merely grinned at him and kept tickling.

“Why ahahahaharen’t you sahahahaying anything?!”

“Because you get so flustered when I stay quiet. You can’t handle being the only one filling the silence, especially when you’re being tickled.” Daichi chuckled, using the grip he had on his friend’s wrist to pull him closer so he could wrap his other arm around his middle. “Unless you’d like me to tease you with some of your favorite words?”

“Ah! No!” Suga dissolved into helpless giggles at the sudden light skittering across his belly, blushing bright red. “Thahahahahat’s not nehehehehehecesssary!”

“Tickle, tickle~”

“Gahahahahahahaha!” Suga tossed his head back against Daichi’s shoulder, gripping his tickling, hugging arms with what little strength he had. “Nahahahahahahaha!”

“Ticklish little Kou~”

“Nohohohohohoho—!”

“With his ticklish, ticklish…” Daichi found his navel and wiggled into it. “…belly button.”

Suga exploded with laughter, struggling fruitlessly for a few moments before his hyena cackles finally escaped him, his legs wobbling as he struggled to remain upright.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! DAHAHAHAHAICHI YOU SUHUHUHUHUHUHUCK SO MUHUHUHUHUCH!! STAHAHAHAHAHAP IT!!”

“Ouch! I suck? That’s mean. Guess I’ll have to keep tickling you until you learn to be nice, Sugawara.”

Suga laughed so hard at the combination of teasing and tickling that his hysterics went silent, followed shortly by his knees finally giving out. Daichi helped ease him to the ground so he wouldn’t hurt himself, finally letting up and ruffling his hair in the process. “Feeling better?”

“Shuhuhuhut up.” The setter let out some leftover giggles and sat up shakily. “Jeheheherk…”

Daichi chuckled and gave him a quick hug. “Sorry. I just couldn’t help myself.”

104) Lee Hinata, Ler Kageyama

“Hang on, let’s talk about this!” Hinata cried, struggling to pull his arms free of Kageyama, who had chased him out of the gym, across campus, and halfway up the nearby hill the team sometimes used for training before finally managing to catch up and tackle him. Really, the fact that he’d caught up at all was a testament to how determined he was to make Hinata pay for his prank.

“You replaced my milk box,” the setter growled, using his height and strength to his advantage to pin Hinata’s arms to his sides before straddling him, “with a strawberry milk box? Strawberry?!”

The redhead couldn’t help but giggle a little, recalling Kageyama’s horrified face when he first took a sip after practice, immediately spluttering it right back out with such vigor that Yamaguchi had panicked, thinking he was choking on blood.

“Come on, it was funny!” he tried, offering a wobbly smile up at his friend, who merely glared at him. “You can still have a regular milk box.”

Kageyama made a show of bringing his fists to his chest to crack the knuckles, preparing, Hinata assumed, to pound him to a pulp fit for his favorite orange juices.

Then the setter wiggled his fingers, and Hinata’s eyes went wide.

“Wait! Wait, no, it was just a prank! It was funny!”

“If it’s so funny,” Kageyama growled, his tone playful and eyes mischievous now, “then let’s hear you laugh, boke.”

Hinata yelped, shuddering when his friend’s wiggling fingers touched down on his ribs, biting his lip to try and stifle the giggles that came out of him whether he wanted them to or not. He lasted for all of five seconds before finally bursting into laughter, tossing his head back to let it all out unfiltered into the air.

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP, KAGEYAHAHAHAHAMA!! NOT THE RIHIHIHIHIHIBS!! PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!! I’M SOHOHOHOHORRY!!”

Kageyama chuckled at the mess he was making of the redhead with just the lightest presses and pinches to his lower ribs. It was effortless for him to keep Hinata pinned to the ground, unable to free his arms to fight back, and so he decided he’d take his time finding ways to make him laugh even louder, beg even harder.

“PLEASE, KAGEYAHAHAHAHAHAHAMA!!”

“Since you seem to like strawberries so much,” Kageyama replied easily, smirking at his friend’s boisterous, contagious laughter, “let’s see if I can turn you into one. It’s only fair, don’t you think?~”

105) Lee Hinata, Ler Kageyama

“Just because you’re taller than me doesn’t mean you’re better at volleyball,” Hinata grumbled as he slung his backpack over his shoulder. He and Kageyama were leaving the gym together as per usual, and somehow they’d gotten onto the topic of rival players and their skills, leading Kageyama to point out that most of the really good ones were tall, just like he was.

Hinata knew this already, and it bugged him that Kageyama felt the need to point it out.

“It helps, though,” the raven-haired setter said now, grabbing his gym bag and stuffing his hands in his pockets as they began to walk. “I’m not saying you don’t measure up to them; you know I know you’re good. But still.”

“Height doesn’t equal strength!” Hinata snapped, frustrated at constantly being the butt of short jokes. “I can be stronger than you. All of you!”

“Yeah, right,” Kageyama scoffed a laugh. Then he giggled for real when he felt a sharp poke to his ribs. His head snapped to Hinata, eyes wide as the redhead smirked at him.

“I can take you down easily enough if I tickle you, Kageyama~”

The setter dropped his bag and latched onto Hinata’s ribs in retaliation before either of them even realized he was moving. Still, when a loud screech filled the air followed by frantic hands clamping down on his wrists, Kageyama couldn’t help but grin in satisfaction.

“Maybe, but you’d have to tickle me first. We both know you always lose our tickle fights.”

“Nuh-uh! I wihihihihin plehehehenty of them! Lehehehehehemme go!” Hinata cackled, squirming desperately in his friend’s strong grip. “Kahahahageyama!”

“If you think you’re so tough, prove it.” Kageyama smirked. “Fight me off. Push me away. Tackle me to the ground and tickle me to tears. Oh, wait…you’d have to reach me first, wouldn’t you?” He expertly stepped as far away from the redhead as possible while still tickling him silly. “Too bad you’re such a shortstack.”

“I’ll mahahahahake you eat those wohohohohohords, stuhuhuhupid Kageyahahahahama!” Hinata cried, laughter rising in pitch with each failed attempt to wiggle away. “Juhuhuhuhust you wahahahait!”

Kageyama chuckled along with him. “Oh yeah? Come and get me then, Hinata~”

106) Lee Oikawa, Ler Iwa

“You’re blushing.”

“I’m not blushing.”

“Yes, you are.”

“No, I’m not!” Oikawa insisted, turning his face away from his friend defiantly, crossing his arms. His cheeks were stained pink, but of course, he wasn’t owning up to that. “It’s just warm in here.”

Iwa grinned at him. “You’re a terrible liar.”

“I’m not—”

“All right, fine,” Iwa said, holding up his hands in surrender. “You’re not in a mood. I get it.”

Oikawa huffed but said nothing, still looking away from him.

“I won’t do it unless you ask me to. There’s no point in making you laugh until you don’t remember your name anymore unless you’re enjoying yourself.”

“Right.” The setter shifted, daring a peek at him. “Exactly.”

“So I won’t. Your ribs and sides and knees and feet and—”

“Iwa.”

“—especially your hips are safe from me today. No tickling you until you’re begging me for mercy. None at all.”

Oikawa was gradually turning even pinker, shifting anxiously in his seat. It was adorable, really, how obviously he wanted exactly that, but if he was going to be stubborn, then so was Iwaizumi.

“It’s fun to tickle you, but only when you want it,” the brunette continued easily, smirking, waiting for the inevitable cracking façade. “Your ticklish laugh is fun to hear.”

“Iwa.” This time it came out as more of a whine. “Stop teasing me.”

“Oh? I’m just enunciating my point. I won’t tickle you unless you want me to.”

Oikawa was silent for a long time. So was Iwa. The ball was in the setter’s court now. It was up to him to set it so Iwa could spike it.

After a long moment, Oikawa finally huffed again and turned to face him, eyes averted in a cute, sheepish kind of way. He mumbled something under his breath.

“What was that?” Iwa teased one more time. He couldn’t help himself. He cupped his hand around his ear. “I didn’t quite hear you.”

“I said I want it, okay? I want you to tickle me! Quit being such a tease and just do it already!” Oikawa snapped, flushing redder with every word. Almost as an afterthought, he tacked on a tiny, desperate, “Please.”

Iwa grabbed his sides, digging in viciously, all of that pent-up tickler energy coming out of him at once, making Oikawa screech in surprise and toss his head back with elated giggles. “Like this? You finally admit you want tickles, huh? Just like this? Does this tickle, Toru?”

Oikawa nodded, and Iwa plopped himself in his lap as his fingers traveled down to his hips, both of them laughing together at the silly playfulness of the situation.

Both of them got exactly what they wanted that day.

107) Lee Akaashi, Ler Bokuto

Akaashi’s eyes were wide and terrified, and Bokuto couldn’t get enough of it. He grinned mischievously and wiggled his fingers. “Hey, hey, hey, Akaashi~”

“Don’t,” was all Akaashi could manage. Annoying as his friend was, being on the threatened end of something like this was enough to override his irritation. He put up a hand defensively, looking very much like a crossing guard trying to stop an oncoming train. “Don’t you dare.”

“Go ahead, try to run,” Bokuto teased.

It was a trap. Akaashi knew this. Yet he turned and bolted anyway. He could hear his friend right on his heels, but even so, he reached the door of the gym with enough time for him to think he might actually manage to get away.

No such luck.

“Ah! Bokuto, no! Get ohohohohoff! Get away! Bohohohoho!” Akaashi giggled despite himself as he was dragged away slowly from the door and his escape to the safety of the outdoors. Fingers were wiggling into his sides from behind, followed by playful nips along his neck that had the smaller boy squealing in seconds. He frantically tried to smack any part of Bokuto he could reach. “You jeheheherk! Don’t dohohohoho that! That’s weheheheheird – aieeee!!”

“It makes you make funny noises, though,” Bokuto chuckled into his ear, quickly twisting around so that he could push his friend to the floor face-first and then sit on his waist to keep him there. He hummed. “Now, what to do with you?”

“Nothing!” Akaashi shrieked, wiggling uselessly under his friend’s weight. “I swear I’ll kill you for this, you idiot! Let me go!”

Instead, Bokuto placed his fingers at the hem of Akaashi’s shirt. Not doing anything yet – just resting there. The suspense was killing the smaller boy. He trembled in anticipation.

“W-What are you doing?” he asked nervously, gasping when the first scribbles along his lower back shot a strong, ticklish jolt through his body. He bit his lip, but the giggles came anyway. “D-Don’t – Bokuto, I swehehehear, you’ll regrehehehet this! I’ll gehehehehehet you bahahahahahahack for this! Wait! Wahahahahahahahahait…!”

Bokuto grinned and kept up his gentle, ticklish assault. “Sorry, bud. You’re just way too much fun for me to tickle!”

108) Lee Noya, Ler Asahi

“Really?” Noya asked incredulously and with mild disgust as he eyed the handheld electric massager Asahi had bought. “What happened to going to the spa?”

Asahi took the item back from his smaller friend and replied, “Who has the money to go to the spa after every rough game? I’ve already used this a couple of times and it works great. Don’t knock it until you try it, Noya.”

The libero rolled his eyes. “I prefer having a person massage me, not some machine.”

Asahi grabbed his arm and sat him on the couch beside him. “Just try it, all right? It works, I promise.”

Noya grunted and crossed his arms. “Fine, whatever. Go ahead.”

Feeling victorious and eager, Asahi switched on the little machine and gently began to let it work its magic on his friend’s neck and shoulders, smirking when the stubborn libero began to relax despite himself, relief evident in his body language.

“See? Feels nice, right?”

“Shut up.” Noya groaned. “Hey, could you try my lower back? It’s been bugging me lately.”

“Yes, your highness,” Asahi teased, but obligingly glided the massager down his back along his spine.

Noya jolted about halfway down, arching away from the massager, giggling a little. “Hehey, that tihihickles.”

Asahi paused. He pressed the massager against his friend’s ribs without thinking about it. “Tickles, huh?”

“Hey!” Noya squealed, arching away again, falling to the side. Before he could recover, Asahi was straddling his legs and fighting to grab his arms, the massager having been abandoned momentarily, pressed against the libero’s stomach. “Ahahahahasahi! Gehehehehet it off!”

“No way,” Asahi chuckled, finally managing to push both of Noya’s wrists above his head, leaving him wide open. He grabbed the massager with his free hand and returned it to the smaller boy’s ribs, watching in amused satisfaction as his friend threw his head back and laughed.

“GAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHOHO!! THIS ISN’T A MASSAHAHAHAHAHAGE!!”

“I don’t know, Noya. They do say laughter is the best medicine~”

“YOU JEHEHEHEHEHERK!! YOU KNOHOHOHOHOW HOW TIHIHIHIHICKLISH I AM!! KNOHOHOHOHOCK IT OFF!” Noya bucked his hips and let out a scream of wild, uncontained laughter when Asahi pressed the tool to his inner thigh instead. “GOD NO PLEHEHEHEHEASE NO NOT THEHEHEHEHEHERE ASAHI!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP IT!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!”

Asahi grinned, settling in comfortably to watch his friend come apart, pleased to have found another useful function for his massager. “Nah. I think you need a little more massage time, Nishinoya~”

109) Lee Iwa, Ler Oikawa

“Um. Oikawa?”

Oikawa glanced at Iwa, who was holding up a makeup brush with confusion and curiosity written all over his face. His friend looked at him, smirked a little, and said, “Why do you have makeup brushes in your house?”

“Don’t get the wrong idea, idiot,” Oikawa snapped, grabbing the item from Iwa. “My sister was here with my nephew this weekend and she left some of her stuff on accident. They’re not mine.”

“She left makeup brushes in the living room?”

“Yes!” Oikawa threw his hands up in exasperation. “I don’t know why.”

Iwa chuckled. “Sure, sure. Whatever you say.”

Oikawa glared at him. “I know you’re not laughing at me.”

“Me? Noooo.”

The setter growled, then smirked and waved the makeup brush around teasingly. “Fine. If you really think they’re mine, I must be good at doing makeup, right? Let me show you how good I am, Iwa-chan~”

“No way,” Iwa laughed, taking a step back and then booking it entirely when he realized his friend was serious. “Back off! You suck at makeup!”

“How would you know?!”

“I know you were helping the drama club with their production last year because you liked one of the girls,” Iwa called over his shoulder as he scurried into the kitchen and toward the stairs.

“I wasn’t doing makeup! That’s an insult to the ladies who were!” Oikawa yelled, chasing him up the stairs and into his own bedroom, where Iwa tried to lock the door behind him before the setter could catch up.

No such luck. Oikawa burst into the room after him and tackled him onto the bed, dragging the brush all over his face. “Ha! See that? I can do makeup! You look beautiful, Iwa-chan~”

“T-Tohohoru!” Iwa giggled, squirming and tossing his head back and forth, trying to escape the tickly bristles of the brush. “Stohohohohop thahahahat!”

“Aww, too ticklish to get your makeup done? Too bad~” Oikawa teased mercilessly, dusting the tool over the shell of Iwa’s ear, enjoying the girlish squeal he got for his efforts. “I have to prove to you that I know what I’m doing, so lay still and take it like a good, ticklish little Hajime~”

Iwa cackled, his face blushing red, but he knew he was stuck here now no matter how much he laughed and pleaded. “Tohohohohohohohohoru…!”

110) Lee Kuroo, Ler Daichi

A loud crash from within the gym’s storage room startled Kuroo out of his zombie-like haze of doing a final sweep of the building before locking up for the night. He faced the closed – and, he had thought, locked – double doors and waited for another sound, but nothing came.

He turned to where Kenma was waiting for him by the door of the gym, playing a video game. “Kenma?”

“Huh?”

“Didn’t you hear that?”

“Hear what?”

Kuroo couldn’t decide if he was serious or not. “That giant crash from the storage room?”

Kenma finally looked up at him, giving him a quizzical stare. “Uh…no? There was no crash.”

They stared at each other in silence.

Kuroo sighed and fished out his keys. “Dang it.”

“You’re just imagining things. Maybe it was a ghost,” Kenma muttered behind him, but the captain was going to do his job and check it out anyway, so he didn’t bother raising his voice too much. He just went back to his game.

Meanwhile, Kuroo unlocked the doors, stepped inside, and fished around for the light. Before he could find it, though, something grabbed his wrist and yanked him further inside, the door slamming shut behind him.

“Ken—mmph!” Kuroo tried to scream, but a hand slapped over his mouth, silencing him, and then hot breath was on his neck and he couldn’t help but let out a tiny whimper, more terrified than he wanted to admit.

“Hey, honey~”

Kuroo breathed out a huge sigh of relief, his heart pounding. He was going to kill his boyfriend for this.

Daichi chuckled, unwilling to remove the hand covering his mouth as he drew his partner in closer, snaking a hand around his waist and curling his fingers into his side.

Kuroo jerked, giggles bubbling up but unable to break free thanks to Daichi’s makeshift gag. He squirmed and tried thrashing, but tickling was always enough to weaken him immediately, and between that and the scare he’d just had, he suddenly found he had no strength to fight.

“Let’s have a little fun, hmm?” The Karasuno team captain cooed into his ear, and Kuroo whined again, for different reasons this time

When the laughter finally became loud enough that even Kenma could hear it from across the gym, the second-year smirked to himself.

Get him good, Daichi.

#fanfiction #tickle drabbles #quick prompts #sentence starters #coffee shots #compilation #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#hq

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nataliedrawz · 2 years

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Masterpost:

IT'S SO STUPID BUT I FINALLY LEARNT FROM MY BESTIE @tickling-giggles !!

Haikyuu!!

Coping Technique (lee!Asahi ler!Nishinoya)

Teen Toddler (lee!Oikawa ler!Iwaizumi)

Genshin Impact

Mora Trails (lee!Zhongli ler!Childe)

Christmas Prompt #8 (lee!aether lers!Bennett, Albedo, Amber & Eula)

Where Did You Hide My Book? (Lee!Hu Tao Ler!Yanfei)

A Year To Remember (Switches!Albedo & Klee)

My Little Kabuto (Lee!Reader Ler!Itto)

Our One & Oni (Lee!Itto Lers!Childe & Thoma)

Silly Churl, Giggle Girl (Lee!Yanfei Ler!Hu Tao)

(Lee!Reader Ler!Venti because I didn't name it😭)

Lupical? (Lee!Razor ler!Itto)

Electro Therapy (Lee!Reader Lers!Baal & Yae Miko)

Final Gambit (Lee!Childe/Tartaglia Ler!Aether, Lumine & Paimon)

Lovebirds (Lee!Diluc Ler!Reader)

Obey Me

(Lee!Belphie Ler!Beelzebub also unnamed😭)

A Sorcerer's Way (Lee!Simeon Ler!Solomon)

Take A Break! (Lee!Barbatos Ler!Diavolo)

A Books Embrace (Lee!Satan Ler!Reader)

Dororo

Cactus (Lee!Hyakkimaru ler!Dororo)

Pjsekai

Kitchi-kitchi-cure! (Lee!Rui lers!Tuskasa, Nene & Emu)

Stage Fright (Lee!Reader Ler!Emu)

Toilet Bound Hanako Kun

Ticklish? Here? (Lee!Hanako Ler!Yashiro)

Demon Slayer

Massage Madness (Lee!Muichiro Ler!Tanjiro)

(Lee!Sanemi Lers!Tengen & Shinobu)

Adding more soon!!

#ratty writes #ratty's masterpost #pjsekai #pjsekai tickle #Dororo tickle #genshin impact tickling #genshin impact tickle #genshin tickle #genshin tickling #haikyuu tickling #haikyuu!! tickle #haikyuu tickle

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jqnny · 1 year

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| Haikyuu!! Sentence Starters #1 - 5 |

- ⚠️ tk ⚠️ -

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1. ~ lee!Ushijima ler!Tendou

“Oho, does it tickle here too?” Tendou asked, brushing his finger around Ushijimas ear repeatedly, making the man flinch slightly at every touch. “N-no Tendou-san! Don’t!” Ushijima whimpered, trying to remove the red heads arm wrapped around him that was trapping him down on the bed.

“Hehehe stop trying to free yourself Ushi~ You’re gonna be here a while y’know.” Tendou teased, wiggling his nail softly behind Ushijimas ear. Ushi scrunched one of his shoulder, trying to move away from Tendou’s finger. No luck.

Tendou moved his finger to Ushijima’s neck, slowly tracing circles around the skin.

“T-Tendou-san please!” Ushi jolted at the feeling on his neck, now scrunching both of his shoulders.

“Hehe what Ushi?? What’s wrong?” He blew cold air against Ushijimas neck, making him shiver.

“Tendou-san! Dohon’t!” Ushi accidentally letter out a giggle but unfortunately for him, Tendou had good enough hearing to have heard it.

“Ooh? Was that a giggle I heard Ushi? Do that again~” Tendou used his other hand that was trapping Ushi and brushed it against his other ear.

“S-stohop! T-Tehehendou-sahan!” Ushijima suddenly realized that Tendou’s other hand wasn’t so secure on him anymore. Ushijima quickly wiggled out of Tendous trap and used this chance to escape. Ushi bolted out of the room.

‘I’ll get you next time Ushijima~’ Tendou thought as he watched his friend run out of the bedroom, making his escape.

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2. ~ lee!Oikawa ler!Iwaizumi

“I’ll give you 5 seconds to run Oikawa.” Iwa warned Tooru, holding up his fingers for countdown.

“What!? Iwa-chan I didn’t even do anything!” Oikawa said, confused on what was happening.

“5..4..3..” Iwaizumi continued to count down, ignoring Oikawas question.

Oikawa ran since he didn’t want to know what would happen. Iwaizumi did say that he had to run so it had to be something bad.

“..2..1!” Iwa finished counting and chased after Oikawa that hadn’t made much progress from getting away.

Oikawa ran into the bedroom, closed the door, and tried to lock it. Oikawas hands were shaking since he knew that Iwa was near the door.

Iwaizumi swung open the door before Oikawa was able to lock it. Iwa then launched himself at Oikawa, making both of them fall on the bed.

“I-Iwa! Don’t do this please!” Oikawa tried but struggled to wrestle Iwa off him. Iwa pins down both of Oikawas wrists together with one hand.

“Heh it’s too late now Oikawa. I’ve already caught you~ I gave you time to run y’know and you didn’t run.” Iwaizumi begins to poke Oikawa on his sides. The man giggled at the ticklish feeling that spreaded across his body in an instant.

“Iwa-chahahan! Stohohop!” Oikawa laughed, trying to break free from Hajimes grip.

“Stop trying to free yourself Oikawa. You’re going to be here for a whiiile.” Iwa said, wiggling his fingers at Oikawas side. Oikawa knew that he really was going to be there for a while.

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3. ~ lee!Daichi ler!Suga

“Daichi! Clean up your room!” Suga commanded, walking into Daichis room. Suga came over to Daichis house today to hangout and had just opened his bedroom door, revealing the messy room filled with clothes and trash on the floor.

“Don’t worry Suga, I’ll clean that up later.” Daichi said, turning the other direction knowing full well he won’t.

Suga also knew that Diachi actually wouldnt clean up his room after he leaves the house so he needs to see him clean up with his own eyes.

“No! Clean it up now Dai.” Sugawara demanded again, pulling Daichi back to his room. “Clean it now before it gets messier.”

Daichi stayed silent for a few seconds. He ran.

“Hey Daichi come back! You cant run away!” Suga said, running after Daichi.

“Nooo! I told you I’ll clean it up later!” Daichi kept running with Suga on his tail.

Daichi changed kept changing directions, running all over the house, almost tripping but was able to prevent that.

Dai eventually ran into a dead end with nowhere else to run.

“Daichi just clean up your room! Or I’ll have to make you.” Sugawara wiggled his fingers at Daichi, making the man get shivers. Suga took tiny steps towards Daichi.

“S-stay back Suga! I’ll clean my room!” Daichi tried to think of a way to get out of this situation but trying to run past Suag would fail since he could just easily catch him.

“Alright Dai, you have sealed your fate.” Suga launched forward towards Daichi and attached his wiggling hands in Daichis underarms.

“PFFT- STOHOHohop! I’ll clehehean my room! Plehehease Sugahaha!” Daichi laughed and laughed, gripping on Sugas wrists, trying to remove them from under his armpits.

“You should have cleaned your room when I told you the first time Dai~ now look what happened because you didn’t listen.” Sugawara said as he moved to Daichis sides.

“NOHOHOHohohohoho! Sugahahahahahah!” Daichi fell sideways, trying to crawl away but it just makes it tickle more since hes not easing the sensation with his arms.

Sugawara slowed down to gentle tickles so Daichi could atleast breathe a bit.

“Heheh Sugaha stohooop.” Daichi giggled, trying to pull off Sugas hands from his sides.

Then Suga finally stopped and helped Daichi off the floor.

“Now clean your room Dai. Or I’m going to tickle you again.” Suga said, walking with Daichi back to his room.

Suga turned and saw that Daichi wasn’t next to him.

He looked behind him and saw Daichi running again to not clean his room.

“Oh Daichi I’m going to get you worse this time!” Suga ran after Daichi again, trying to catch Daichi.

Daichi did end up with the same fate as the first time but worse. Just like Suga promised.

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4. lee!Kuroo ler!Tsukki

“Tsukki, where are you~” Kuroo said, scanning the empty kitchen before moving on to the bathroom.

There was so response from Tsukki. The blonde was currently hiding somewhere in the house due to a punishment he had refused to receive.

Tsukki had insulted Kuroos bedhead and Kuroo took that personally, so of couse he wouldn’t get away with it.

Kuroo continued to walk towards the bathroom while Kei stayed quiet, trying not to give away his hiding spot.

“Hmm, you’re not in here, are you Tsukki?” Kuroo asked but there was still no response.

Kuroo left the bathroom and headed towards the bedroom with clothes on the floor. Not much different from Daichi.

“Where are you hiding Tsukki?”

Still no response from Kei.

Kuroo went towards the closet and swung opened the doors. Inside was a bunch of clothes and a curled up Tsukki.

“K-Kuroo!” Tsukishima said, looking up at Nekomas captain with wide eyes.

Tsukki pushed Kuroo aside and tried making a run for it, but Kuroo got up fast enough to grab his arm to pull him back while he was still stumbling out of the closet.

“You can’t run from your punishment Tsukki~ This is what happens when you insult my hair.” Kuroo pinned down both of Tsukishimas wrists, grabbed his hips, and kneading into one of his worst spots.

“AHAHAHAH S-STOHOHOHOP KUROHOHO” Kei laughed, squirming under Kuroo while trying to full his wrists free.

“This is your punishment Kei. Now stay still and accept it.” Bedhead Kuroo squeezed Tsukkis hips before squeezing his thighs. His other worst spot.

“AHHHH STOHOHOHOHOHOP K-KUROHOHOHOHO PLEHEHEASE” Tsukki screamed, shaking his legs and turning left to right repeatedly.

“I’m not stoping until you say “Kuroo I am so sorry for insulting your hair and your hair is amazing.” Kuroo went back to kneading Tsukkis hips, making him yelp and arch away from Kuroos hand.

“WHAHAHAT!? THAHAHAHAT’S SO STUHUHUPID” Tsukishima yelled through his laughter.

“Well then I guess I’ll continue tickling you then.” Kuroo said, still squeezing Tsukishimas hips.

“AHAHA NONONOHOHO HUAHAHA”

“Say it Tsukki! Say it!” Kuroo said, switching to squeeze Tsukishimas thighs, making him go crazy.

“UGHHAHAH K-KUHUROHOHO IHIHI AM SOHORRY FOR GAHAH I-INSULTING YOUR HAHAIR AHAHAND AHAHAH” Kei choked through his words, almost going insane from all this tickling.

“C’mon Kei you’re almost there!” Kuroo said proudly, still kneading Tsukishimas thighs.

“GAHAHAH A-AHAHAND YOUR HAHAIR IHIHIS AMAHAHZIHIHING O-OKAHAY NOW STAHAHAHAP PLEHEHEHEASE” Tsukki had finally spitted out the whole sentence and so Kuroo was satisfied.

“Ok ok ok I don’t want you passing out.” Kuroo finally stopped tickling Tsukki and letted go of his grip on his wrists, pleased at the whole apology thing he had made Kei say.

Tsukishima curled into a ball once again, just like how he was like in that closet, hugging his legs towards his chest, huffing and panting after all that tickling that almost made him go insane.

“Y-Yohour the wohohorst. I can’t believe you.” Surprisingly, Tsukki even managed to get those words out with the leftover giggles in him.

“Whateverrr. Anyways get up when you’re good. I’ll go make something for us to eat.” Kuroo said, standing up and heading to the kitchen, leaving Tsukki as a puddle of giggles to recover from his attack.

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5. lee!Kageyama ler!Hinata

“Stop running Kageyama~!” Hinata said, sprinting after Kageyama.

“You stop chasing me!” Tobio answered back while running in all kinds of directions away from Hinata.

Kageyama ran up and down the hill, making a bigger space between him and Hinata.

Hinata of course, is faster than Kageyama so he was able to close up the gap pretty quickly. They ran and ran into the gym. Kageyama was pretty exhausted at this point so his legs were feeling a little weak.

Kageyama knew that Hinata would eventually catch up and of course, he did. Hinata pounced on Kageyama, making both of them fall on the hard gym floor.

“H-Hinata get off me!” Kageyama turned to his side and tried to push the orange head off of his back with his hand. Hinata rolled Kageyama back on his back and straddled him.

“Hinata you’re heavy! Get off me!” Kageyama wiggled under Shoyos straddle, trying to crawl away which was pointless.

“Hehehe now lets see how ticklish you are!” Hinata scribbled Tobios back, earning a squeal in return.

“H-Hinata! Stohop ihit!” Kageyama was giggling on the floor, trying to get Hinata off him but was unsuccessful.

“How does this feel Kageyama??” Hinata asked, continuing to scribbled all over Kageyamas back.

“Gehehet off mehe!” Kageyama waved his hand behind him to sway Hinata away.

Hinata and Kageyama hears someone coming in the gym and lifts their heads to see Asahi.

“Asahahahi-sahahan! Hehehelp mehehehe!” Tobio reaches his hand towards Asahi, signaling for help.

“Nope sorry Kageyama. I don’t want to be a part of this.” Asahi said as he walked out of the gym, leaving Kageyama and Hinata, once again alone.

“Nohohoahaha Hinata stahahap plehehease!” Kageyama pleaded, laying flat on the floor, weakened by the attack.

“Only if you promise me pork buns!” Shoya said, easing his tickles a bit.

“Okahahay fihine just stohohop!” Kageyama now had to spend his money on some pork buns for Hinata. He could get some for himself as well actually.

“Yay! You’re the best Kageyama.” Hinata finally got off from Tobios back, letting him breathe.

“Whahatever.” Kageyama slowly sat upwards after laying on the hard floor for so long.

Kageyama and Hinata left the gym to buy some pork buns as promised.

#haikyuu tickle #haikyuu!!#haikyuu sentense starters #omg guys #haikyuu tickle content

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ticklygiggles · 2 years

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

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

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

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

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

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

✨ Power lees asking for their tickles without shame

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

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

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

✨ Soft, loving, tender morning tickles

Every single character hahaha

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

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

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

#myreygn #answered #tickle tropes

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oddslimee1 · 1 year

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!!!Aoba Johsai HC!!! (Part 1)

Oikawa:

Lee:

-Two words: BRATTY.LEE

-Like LIGIT, he’s a walking tickle spot istg…

-Worst spots: Hips, underarms, and KNEES

-Nah but like, he’d say “STOP!” and then get all pouty when his ler actually does stop

Ler:

-EVIL LER!!!

-Like, he’ll tease his lee until their a big mess

-He goes after everyone, and I mean EVERYONE, on the team (one time he tried to tickle Iwaizumi at practice and he got kicked so hard that he practically pasted out 😂)

Iwaizumi:

Lee:

-Not a lot of people (well, besides the other third-years) tickle him.

-Though, he’s surprisingly very ticklish

-Worst spots: Hips, ribs, and underarms

-He doesn’t really mind being tickled, but sometimes it can go a little bit to far.

Ler:

-Okay so like———he doesn’t even know how to tease people because of his density 😂

-But his cold ass hands—— no one can get past him with them hands

Hanamaki:

Lee:

-Imma just come out with it—— TICKLISH ELBOWS, TICKLISH EARS

-Like man have you seen ‘em ears, like little nibbles on them, HE WILL FREAK

-He gets targeted by mostly everyone on the team (-Kunimi, Kindaichi, & Kyoutani)

-Also a bratty lee T-T

Ler:

-COLD.HANDS

-Naw man, he is titled “The best Ler on the team”

-Goes after E.V.E.R.Y.O.N.E (Even Kyoutani 😂)

-He teases all of his lees so fucking bad, like he teams up with Mattsun and like— BOOM!!!

Matsukawa:

Lee:

-He is the second most ticklish player on the team

-I won’t fucking except any other changes on what I’m gonna say right now…

-RIBS RIBS RIBS

-I SWEAR ON PEARL’S DEAD MOTHER THAT IT’S HIS RIBS

-Man and his knees, HM!

-I’m tellin’ ya man

Ler:

-Teams up with Makki

-He is crowned “Second best ler” on his team

-GOES.AFTER.OIKAWA.&.IWAIZUMI

Yahaba:

Lee:

-Doesn’t get tickled often, but it’s mainly Watari and Oikawa doing it.

-Worst spots: Sides & Neck

-Naw like nibbles on his neck, he.DIES

Ler:

-He doesn’t really tickle anyone besides Watari

-T.E.A.S.E.S S.O M.U.C.H

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tastybluesprite · 3 years

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THIS IS ADORABLE IM-

Credit: SKAi13 Kalypso hours (Twitter handle: ACatNamesSkai)

(Didn’t know who made it so thank you @giggly-squiggily for letting me know!!!)

#tickling #haikyuu!!#haikyuu tickling #haikyuu tickle fanart #tickle fanart #ticklish!oikawa #lee!oikawa #ler!iwaizumi #oikaiwa #oikawa x iwaizumi #iwaizumi hajime #tooru oikawa

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duckymcdoorknob · 3 years

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Daily Speedwrite Pairings: Day 23

“Hey! What gives?” -IwaOi

THIS IS CANONICALLY THE DUMBEST SHIT EVER AND IM SO HAPPY YOU ALL GET TO WITNESS IT

ENJOY THE SAME ENERGY BEHIND THE GIF

I FEEL LIKE Y’ALL MIGHT ENJOY THIS LITTLE BASTARD GETTING HIS DUE @volleeball-bo @rachi-roo @intheticklecloset @ticklishfanart

“You guys never have any fun!” Oikawa whined as his team groaned at his suggestion.

“You never give us the chance to.” Mattsun mumbled, delivering a subtle eye roll.

“Heard that!” The setter yelped, “Now that I’m giving you the chance, why shouldn’t we?”

“Because, Oikawa. We aren’t five anymore. What high schoolers do you know who still play at playgrounds?” Makki rebutted.

Tooru groaned as he plastered on an overly dramatic pout. “You have no sense of adventure! I’m going.” He stated as he rushed toward a swing and began to pump his legs back and forth.

“You’re such a child.” Iwaizumi called.

“Die mad about it.” Oikawa called in return, closing his eyes and beaming. He continued to gain height on the swing until he was close to completely flipping over on it. “I don’t know how you’re all sitting down there and moping! You remind me of the old guys in the muppets!”

If there was one thing the Sejoh boys didn’t do, it was take their captain’s shit. They all turned to each other, the park, each other once more and shrugged. Then, they all hesitantly trudged toward playground equipment. Eventually, the boys were amused, very content to be having fun on their day off.

“Oooo! Iwa-Chan! Will you push me on the tire swing?!” Oikawa’s ecstatic voice cooed from across the playground.

“I suppose.” Hajime replied with a sigh, secretly planning for some sort of mischief.

The setter and spiker duo were soon at their assumed positions for the swing. As Oikawa cheered over-excitedly, Hajime found himself fighting to show his enjoyment.

“Woohoo! Push me higher, Iwa-Chan!” Tooru chimed.

“You’re such a dork.” The spiker groaned in reply, ultimately obeying the captain’s wishes.

“Ya-hoo! Thanks Iw-aitwaitwait! Go lower! I’m-I’m slipping!” Oikawa yelped as he gripped the sides of the swing.

“It’s funny, I have complete control over your life right now.” Iwaizumi replied as he smirked evilly

“Iwa! I’m serious! M’gonna fall!”

“Would that be so bad though?”

“HAJIME!”

The spiker sighed, “Fine fine.” He begun to slowly drag the swing to a halt. As he did so, Tooru slipped through the center and fell through. His ankles were propped up on the tire, along with his arms.

“H-hey! What gives?!” He whined, struggling to pull himself back up, “Waah! I’m stuck!”

“Oh you’ve gotta be-“ Hajime snorted at the sight, covering his mouth with his hand.

“S’not funny, Iwa!” Tooru replied as he wriggled in the swing, “Get me out!”

“Alright, alright.” Iwaizumi held his hands up defensively and squatted down to the ground.

Yep. He was definitely stuck.

Oikawa’s bottom was sticking out from the hole of the tire, along with his torso and a little bit of his legs. Hajime knew it couldn’t be comfortable, so he decided to have mercy on the captain.

“Alright, hold still so I can figure this out.” The spiker ordered, placing his hands around Tooru’s torso.

“HNGH- tell me when you’re gONNA- m-move me.”

Oh this was too perfect.

Hajime let his hands squeeze innocently, ignoring the flustered captain above him.

“Iwahahaha! Dohohohont yohohohou dahahaharehehe!”

“But I want to dare, Oikawa.” He cooed in reply, ceasing his attack, “Alright, alright. Let’s see... try to free yourself.”

Oikawa’s desperate wriggle cave him the smallest, quarter inch, of leeway, “O-ooh! Iwa-Chan! I moved a little bit!”

“Well, unfortunately you’re going to have to wiggle free.” Hajime replied with a fake exasperation in his voice, “Luckily, your best friend is here to help!”

As the spiker cooed out his response, he let wiggling fingers find their way into Oikawa’s ribcage,

“C’MOHOHOHOHOHON IHIHIHIWAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHO!”

“Iwa, yes! You want to get out, don’t you?” Iwaizumi teased, moving his hands up, just a tinge, to wiggle at the spot between the ribs and the underarms.

“GYAHAHAHA! IWAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHOHO!”

“Let’s check your progress!” the spiker called, bending down to check, “You’re almost out!”

The sounds of Oikawa’s boisterous laughter beckoned the rest of the boys over to their location. They watched in delight as more childish antics were committed on their day off.

Iwaizumi moved to squeeze and prod at Oikawa’s calves and knees, the captain’s most ticklish spots, “This should pull you right down.”

“NGH- W-WAIT N-NAHAHAHAHAOHOHO! HAHAHAHJIHIHIMEHEHEHE! NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE!” Tooru threw his head back and babbled incoherently as Hajime snuck a few scribbles to the underside of his knees.

Eventually, Oikawa slipped out of the tire swing and fell smack on top of Iwaizumi. He took the opportunity to pin Iwa’s wrists above his head with a single hand.

“Hey, you’re free! Good work!” Hajime beamed at the setter above him.

“Nope. Not getting off that easily.” Oikawa announced as he drilled a free hand into Iwaizumi’s side, “Luckily for you, we’ve been running a lot! We both should have plenty of stamina.

“Ohohohihihkahahawahaha! Nohohoho!”

“Oikawa, yes! You wanna be free huh? That’s such a shame. We aren’t stopping until I’m tired, Hajime.”

The duo was spectated by the rest of Sejoh as their captain ruthlessly attacked their ace. They all must admit, it’s fun to indulge in childhood activities every now and then.

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Annoying. [Haikyuu!! - IwaOi]

Oikawa is being extra annoying during practice one night, and Iwaizumi finally realizes why.

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“...Ow!”

Iwaizumi rubbed his forehead where the volleyball had just smacked him, hoping the stinging would pass soon. His skin felt raw and hot under his palm, increasing his frustration to a colossal level. He glared across the court at his practice mate, Oikawa, whose cheeky grin only aggravated him further.

“Sorry, Iwa-chan! I guess my aim is a little off today!”

It was a typical shitty excuse for typical Shittykawa. One that he might’ve accepted... if this hadn’t been the twenty-seventh fucking time that day that he had served the ball directly into Iwaizumi’s face. It was beyond human error at this point; for someone like Oikawa, who prided himself on his precision, multiple mistakes in a row just didn’t happen. He was instigating him on purpose.

What he didn’t understand was why.

Was he trying to provoke him so that he’d get more amped up about practice? Oikawa was known for petty tricks like that. Their other teammates had left long ago, leaving the two of them alone to practice together in preparation for their upcoming game. Maybe he thought Iwaizumi wasn’t taking it seriously enough without other people around to watch.

Most likely, he was probably just annoying him for shits and giggles.

Iwaizumi wasn’t known for his patience or tact, although he prided himself on his ability to tolerate Oikawa for long periods of time. From the nauseating pet names to the childish teasing, Aoba Johsai’s setter wasn’t exactly easy for him to work with. Yet somehow he had found a way to cope all these years.

It was days like this, though, that made him question why he put himself through so much for the sake of playing volleyball.

The spiker advanced towards his childhood friend, radiating as much ominous energy as he could in hopes of frightening the plucky third year.

“Oikawa...”

“Waaaaah! I’m sooorryyyyyy! Don’t hurt me Iwa-chan!!”

Not a chance, Iwaizumi thought to himself. Smacking him wouldn’t do much. There was only one way to shut him up, a method Iwaizumi had discovered years ago. As unorthodox as it was, it was usually pretty effective.

Funny enough, although he must have known what was coming, Oikawa didn’t run away or try to escape. (That was strange, Iwaizumi thought, but he didn’t dwell on it for long.) Instead, he backed up until he was against the gym wall and babbled out pleas for mercy as Iwaizumi got closer and closer.

When the spiker was within arms reach, he stretched out his hands…

...and poked two stiff fingers into the sides of Oikawa’s waist.

“Ahahaha-AHAHAAHAHA! IWA NOOOOO!”

His over the top reaction was just as amusing as ever. Even though he was still pissed about getting hit, Iwaizumi couldn’t help but crack a small smile as his fingers jumped up and down his teammate’s sides. Seeing him squeeze his eyes shut, scrunch up his nose, and throw back his head as he giggled uncontrollably almost made getting hit in the face worth it. Almost.

Oikawa batted his hands weakly against his chest, but otherwise didn’t put up much of a fight. It wasn’t long before he crumpled up and began slowly sliding down to the floor.

Good. That made things much easier.

He added the rest of his fingers and started kneading Oikawa’s lower ribs, making sure to get that sweet spot in the back that always made him scream. The guy sounded like he was being skewered with hot irons, the way he was wailing through sputtered laughter. Iwaizumi had barely even begun to touch him yet he was already losing his mind.

It was just a warning, though. After a few short seconds he pulled away, donning his usual stony expression. Oikawa opened his eyes and looked strangely disappointed, but only for a split second. He started whining as soon as his giggles died down.

“You’re so mean!”

“And you’re a pain in the ass.”

“I said I was sorry!! Jeez...”

“If you’re really sorry, then stop sending me shitty serves. Or else I’ll get you even worse.”

He saw Oikawa visibly gulp at the threat, which gave him a great sense of satisfaction. He rushed over to the other side of the net once again, waiting to receive the serve. Oikawa waved at him cheerfully, which made him roll his eyes. Then he took a deep breath, eyes glossing over as his focus turned to serving completely.

He saw him throw it in the air, get a running jump…

… and soon got another faceful of volleyball. Extra sweaty.

This one actually hurt more than the others. It came at him like a missle seeking out a target. Iwaizumi rubbed his cheek where it made impact, hoping it wouldn’t leave a bruise the next day. His piercing eyes fixated on Oikawa, who actually looked scared for once.

He practically sprinted to the other side, grabbing Oikawa right as he turned on his heel. He held him firmly in an unbreakable grasp, arms wrapped around his torso from the back to pin him to his chest. The guy was giggling before he even touched him.

“Wahahahait… Iwa-chan!! Ehehee, that really was a mistake! I didn’t mean to-”

“So you’re saying the other thirty times weren’t mistakes?” he hissed in his ear, causing him to scrunch his shoulders and giggle nervously in response.

“I… you… I didn’t… I mean-eheehehehe! Please, not thehehe-EHEHERE!!”

The panicked plea came right after Iwaizumi started clawing under his arms, having wormed their way there after grabbing the setter. Oikawa slammed his arms down a second too late, trapping them there as they mercilessly dug into one of his worst spots. Again, he wasn’t really fighting much, just wiggling in place and howling like a wild animal. His high pitched shrieks bounced off the gym walls, filling the room with joyful laughter.

“You’re being extra annoying today and it’s pissing me off,” Iwaizumi grumbled as he tickled even harder.

“Aheeheehee, bahahaha, Iwa-AHAAHAHAHA!”

Oikawa was really having trouble speaking, so Iwaizumi slowed down a bit, going back to the random pinches and squeezes around his ribcage. It still had an effect; Oikawa’s bubbly giggles were quite loud, although a bit more contained.

“Iwa, I’m sorrehehehe, have mercy pleeheheheehease!!”

“Nope,” said Iwaizumi, shifting his hands downwards to scribble all over his sides. That earned him another round of tittered giggles.

While Oikawa was busy squirming around, the spiker snuck his hands under his shirt, and started tracing little circles on his back at a slow and maddening pace. Oikawa let out a long squeal and arched forward, only to spring back when Iwaizumi abruptly switched to spidering his stomach. His skin quivered under his hands like jello. It felt soft and warm; Iwaizumi felt himself getting a little flustered for some reason.

“Iwahahaha!! It tihihihihickles!”

“Good.”

“Come ahahahaan!”

Iwa paused again, resting his palms against Oikawa’s waist. He drummed his fingers on his sides, his grin growing bigger every time his friend flinched in return. Once again, he felt very little resistance from the Aoba setter. Even though he had the opportunity to break away in this moment, he just stood there passively as Iwa held him.

Iwa spun him around so he could get a better look at his face. This seemed to take him aback; Oikawa had no time to hide his expression or fake any emotions. He saw a flush of pink creeping up his neck all the way to his ears, matching perfectly with the twisted grimace he donned on his round and youthful face.

Suddenly, something dawned on him, and he wanted to smack himself for not realizing it sooner.

Oikawa wanted him to do this.

How could he have been so oblivious? He knew Oikawa better than anyone, and although he didn’t have his talent for reading people, he was pretty good at putting two and two together. Like his shy, nervous blush whenever Iwaizumi approached him in a menacing manner. Or the way he never really tried to get away while it was happening. And the fact that he never once said stop, even when things got intense.

Oikawa liked being tickled.

And what made it even better was knowing he wanted Iwaizumi to tickle him.

A devious smirk crept across his face once he put all the pieces together. His expression left Oikawa unsettled, although there was more than a glint of excitement in his eyes.

“Iwa…? I don’t like that look you’re giving me…”

“If you wanted my attention or something, you could’ve just said so,” he stated, poking into his waist again.

“Ehehee…! I told you, it was an -ahaHAHA! - an accident!!”

“You’re a lousy liar.”

He drilled into one spot between his stomach and his hips, knowing it was a death spot for the setter, and relished the maniacal shrieks that grew in pitch the longer it went on.

“Iwaaahahahahaahahaha! EEEK - dohohon’t!! It’s really bad!”

“You think you’re real slick, don’t you?”

“Huh?! Whahahat?!”

Iwaizumi wanted to laugh out loud as his friend feigned ignorance. He finally let him go, releasing him from his iron grip so that he could catch his breath. Oikawa took more than a couple minutes to return to normal, collapsing on the floor with all his energy depleted, leaving Iwa to clean up the gym mostly on his own. When he was done, he walked over and extended a peaceful hand to help his friend back to his feet.

“That’s enough for tonight. Let’s go home.”

“Huh… but…” Oikawa blinked, looking a bit dumbfounded while Iwa struggled to keep a straight face.

God, he hated to admit it, but it was pretty damn cute seeing Oikawa so desperate for more. His thoughts were written all over his face, longing for that head-spinning sensation Iwaizumi had just given him. He knew he’d never fess up about his little quirk, at least not without some interrogation, since he was a prideful person and had a reputation to uphold after all. But it meant a lot that he trusted Iwa with such an intimate secret.

Perhaps in the future he’d tease him about it more. But for now, he was happy to indulge his friend… and also get some revenge.

#tickle fic #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#iwaoi #lee!oikawa #ler!iwaizumi #ok so maybe it wasnt 3000 words but jkdshf

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myreygn · 3 years

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Heeeello, if it's okay, may I request “I’m too ticklish for that.” and/or "What's so funny, huh?" with, *vibrates*, MatsuIwa? 🥺 Lee!Iwa, if possible? Thank you very much! Also, feel free to ignore this if you don't feel inspired to write it out! ^^

ndjskdxc matsuiwa uwu !! thanks for requesting, i hope you like it :D

O~o~O

3 + 4: "I'm too ticklish for that.", "What's so funny, huh?" (MatsuIwa)

“What's so funny, huh?” His head is still throbbing slightly and the open cabinet seems to mock him, the door swinging back and forth from the collusion. Mattsun closes it with force, then he intensifies his glare at Iwa. Unfortunately this only results in his boyfriend giggling even harder. “Hey, I asked you something.” Mattsun barely manages to hold back his own grin – Iwa is just too cute. “What's so funny?”

“Nothing, nothing”, the ace affirms, but he's still smiling like an idiot and the withheld laughter is clearly audible in his voice. “Just... you made fun of me because I have to stretch a little to reach it... and now your head...” He cuts himself off with some more laughter and that's when Matsukawa decides he's had enough.

“Oh, so you wanna be spiteful today, huh? Laugh at the misery of others.” With two quick step he's behind his boyfriend and wraps his arms around the smaller one's waist. “That's not exactly like you, Hajime. Should I give you something else to laugh about?”

“W-wahait, Ihissei!” Desperate hands try to grab his fingers – without success. Mattsun scribbles all over Iwa's toned stomach, even slips under his shirt to touch bare skin and chuckles lightly at the way it makes the ace collapse into his arms.

“What, can't stand this? But Babe, that's not even one of your worst spots yet! I could tickle your tummy allll day long, you could totally stand it, right?”

“Nahaa, Issehei!” Iwa squeaks when one of the hands starts pinching his side. “Don't, dohon't! I'm too tihicklish for thahahat!”

“No, you're not”, Mattsun mutters into his ear and watches with amusement how goosebumps crawl all over his boyfriend's neck. “You can take way worse than this and that's a good thing because you deserve way worse than this for laughing at me, don't ya think?”

Wrestling Iwa to the ground is not that big of a deal since his legs are already jelly and Mattsun straddles him with his backside down so he can get to enjoy the adorable blush on his face while tickling him some more. “So, let's start over. What was so funny?”

“Nohothihing, nahAHAT thEHEre!”

“Not there? But what if I don't want to tickle you anywhere else?” Relentlessly pinching his boyfriend's rather prominent hip bones, Mattsun watches in awe how said boyfriend flails around, his eyes shut and his mouth stretched into a wide smile as laughter pours out of it. “Also, you're adorable like that, so why shouldn't I continue?”

“I- Ihi cahahan't... Ihissei, plehehehease!”

At this point Mattsun's heart might as well explode and he gives Iwa's death spot one last nudge, then he stops and places a soothing kiss on his forehead. “Alright, I forgive you. But only because you're pretty.”

Iwa blushes even more and tries to give him a reproachful stare, betrayed by the smile still on his face. “Pretty annoying is what you are!”

“Aw, too bad, I just reconsidered my decision to be merciful.”

“WahahAIT!”

O~o~O

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#haikyuu!!#volleydorks #matsuiwa #matsukawa issei #iwaizumi hajime #ler!mattsun #lee!iwa #ticklish!iwa #rey writes #tword fic #tword sentence starters

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HAJIME IWAIZUMI LEE/LER HEADCANONS

author’s note: This was my most requested so I’m very happy that he’s getting the love he deserves 😌

WHEN TICKLED:

• Okay first off

• VERY BOLD of you to tickle him out of the blue

• This man looks like he won’t hesitate to throw a punch when getting tickled

• He just radiates violent energy

• But is he really like that? Well, to Oikawa 🧍🏻

• If you tickle him by surprised, by sneaking up from behind and tasering his sides

• He would spin around so fast

• Grabbing both of your hands to immediately stop what you’re doing

“snrkk!— what the hell!?”

• you: 🧍🏻‍♀️/🧍🏻

“haha, gotta blast! 🏃🏻‍♀️/🏃🏻”

• Iwa: NO GET THE FUCK BACK HERE—

• He’d make sure you don’t go running off with this new but deadly information, telling everyone you bump into

• Don’t ask why he’s so scared of you telling others, the man just finds it embarrassing

• His laughter starts off with low giggles at first

• Iwa would bite the inside of his cheek to prevent the giggles turning into full blown boisterous laughter

• But if you want that little plan of his to fail? Try his upper ribs

• Don’t matter who you are, if you tickle him get ready for a mini fight if you ever got the chance to trap him for a bit

• Because there’s no way he’s just gonna give himself up once his arms or legs are trapped

• He’ll wiggle around until he sees the sweet light of freedom 😃

• So once he’s free? Haha, you’re dead meat

WHEN TICKLING:

• Rough tickler there’s no gentleness whatsoever

• The second you stop tickling him he’s already using his revenge card

• He’ll make sure he has a death grip around your wrists, so you won’t wiggle free anytime soon until he’s done

• If you do manage to get free though, he won’t hesitate to quickly chase after you

• Which doesn’t take long that is why he does it, because he knows he can catch up to anyone pretty quick 🧍🏻

• So don’t even try to escape. Once you do he’ll note to even have a TIGHTER grip on you next time

• If Iwaizumi finds your death spot, he’ll camp around there and not go anywhere else

• Because he wants to make the tickling feel like hell to you

• Since it felt like hell to him like bro we only got your sides for 7 seconds let’s chill—

• I don’t see him much as a teaser

• I like to say Iwa just gets straight to the point, no anticipation or teasingly asking how much it tickles

• If he ever does talk it’s probably pointing out how stupid you are to think there wouldn’t be any consequences when attacking his ribs, or finding it ridiculous of how ticklish you are on a certain spot

“Oi, maybe next time you don’t try pulling silly stuff like this anymore!”

“You’re sorry? How come I don’t believe that?”

• then continues to keep wrecking your shit

• For Oikawa, he mostly tickles him out of annoyance

• Kinda like a warning or a wake-up call

• Don’t let him get your hips, he squeezes them like some goddamn stress ball

• Actually, don’t let him get ANY of your spots

• His fingers are so skilled and fast pace like for what 😀

• It would drive you to laughing in tears within seconds

• lesson learned today: Don’t let Hajime Iwaizumi tickle you

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu tickle #anime #tickle headcanons #iwaizumi #iwaizumi hajime #haikyuu iwaizumi #iwaizumi headcanons #iwaizumi drabble #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu post #iwaizumi post #requested #ticklish! Iwaizumi #Ler! Iwaizumi #haikyuu imagines #iwaizumi imagines

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tickly-trashcan · 4 years

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Boredom {IwaOi}

aahh thank you for the ask anon! i had already gotten started on it by the time you sent in the second ask, so i decided to keep going with IwaOi, i hope you’re okay with that~

Summary: While Oikawa is over at Iwaizumi’s house, he’s struck with boredom, and he can’t think of any way to solve it, but maybe his boyfriend Iwaizumi can help out with it.

Word Count: 1k (under the cut)

Oikawa sat next to Iwaizumi as he did his homework, Oikawa finding no need to do his own. He leaned his head on the table, looking up at his spiky-haired boyfriend who was staring intently down at his paper, working diligently in comparison to Oikawa.

“Iwa-chan, I’m bored,” Oikawa whined, forming his lips into a small pout.

Without looking up from his work, Iwaizumi gestured to Oikawa’s bag. “Why don’t you do your homework then?”

“That’s even more boring!”

“Look at pictures of yourself then,”

“I already did that today, and as good as I looked, that wouldn’t cure my boredom…”

Oikawa sat with his face flat down on the table, trying to think of something, anything that would bring him some entertainment…

An idea suddenly popped into Oikawa’s head as he grinned evilly, scooting over next to Iwaizumi and leaning against him, Iwaizumi taking his eyes off of his homework for a moment to glance at him.

“You know what? I really want to tickle you right now.”

Iwaizumi scoffed, looking back down at his homework and pushing Oikawa off of him.

“If you tickle me, count on two black eyes,” Iwaizumi snapped threateningly, quickly making Oikawa back off. Oikawa sat there aimlessly for a moment, before swallowing a big lump in his throat and speaking again.

“Wh-What if you tickle me?”

Iwaizumi looked at Oikawa with a shocked expression as Oikawa sat there, twiddling his thumbs nervously as his face grew a bright red hue.

“You… you want me to-”

“No, no I was just kidding! Haha, wow sorry, that was stupid of me to say,” Oikawa quickly yelled out, shuffling quickly over to his bag. “Well, time to do some homework!”

Oikawa turned around with a book in his hand and stopped when he saw Iwaizumi looming over him, arms raised menacingly. Oikawa fell back slightly, scooting away as Iwaizumi followed him, grinning.

“If you actually want me to, I’m happy to oblige. But if you don’t, you can go back to being bored as hell,” Iwaizumi said plainly, a hint of playfulness dancing on his voice as Oikawa trembled in excitement and fear.

“Ah, I- that is, Uhm…”

Iwaizumi laughed. “This is the first time you’ve been really flustered, Oikawa, you must really want it huh?”

“Yes… I mean no! No wahahahahait!” Oikawa began laughing as soon as Iwaizumi pounced on him, pinning his hands under his knees as he straddled Oikawa, hands running up and down his sides and waist as Oikawa laughed loudly.

“Iwahahahaha-chaaaan!” Oikawa whined through his laughter, Iwaizumi grinning down at him as he pinched up Oikawa’s sides, his body jolting at the touch. “Stohohohop!!”

“What’s wrong, hmm? I thought you wanted this,” Iwaizumi quipped, drumming his fingers up Oikawa’s ribs, who shrieked in response.

“I dihihihihihidn’t, this isn’t fahahahahahair!” Oikawa yelled, feeling torn over lying to Iwaizumi. On one hand, yeah he had asked for it, but on the other, it tickled like hell!

Iwaizumi started to laugh with Oikawa at his response. “Not fair? I think it’s perfectly fair,” He smirked, latching both hands on Oikawa’s hips and giving them a firm squeeze, making Oikawa arch his back and yell.

“Jeez, babe, quiet or your gonna wake up the neighbors,” Iwaizumi teased, massaging his thumb agonizingly into Oikawa’s hip bone as he shook his head back and forth, tears welling up in his eyes from laughing.

He grabbed at Iwaizumi’s wrists, and did nothing but hold on, he had so little energy to try and push him away. Iwaizumi chuckled, squeezing up Oikawa’s sides and moving in towards his tummy, scribbling his fingers there as he squawked.

“Why aren’t you fighting back, hmm? Is it ‘cuz you really did want this, Oikawa?”

“I dohoHOHOHO not! Not there, not thehehehehehereee!” Oikawa shrieked when Iwaizumi danced his fingers along Oikawa’s lower ribcage, just above his tummy, as he bucked around.

Oikawa’s grip on Iwaizumi’s wrists tightened as he laughed louder than before, shrieking between laughs whenever Iwaizumi changed tactics, such as reaching a hand back down to pinch at his hips or when he decided to reach up and go under Oikawa’s arms, which was met with a loud scream and a flood of laughter.

Iwaizumi stuck his tongue out slightly in concentration as he went after all of his boyfriend’s weak points, all of which made him scream and laugh and make lots of other noises that Iwaizumi couldn’t exactly describe. Eventually though, when Oikawa was red in the face with tears running down his cheeks, unable to formulate a sentence over his laughter which was beginning to go silent, Iwaizumi stopped. He left his hands right on Oikawa’s sides, his thumbs rubbing against them gently.

Oikawa giggled softly from the light tickles, looking up at Iwaizumi who smiled amusedly down at him. He felt his cheeks warm from seeing Iwaizumi’s face, and looked away for a moment, before glancing back up.

“Can… can you get off of me now?” He asked sweetly, his lips curling into a shy grin.

Iwaizumi nodded his head from side to side in thought, finally getting off of Oikawa who sat up immediately and hugged himself, glaring at Iwaizumi.

“That was mean, Iwa-chan,”

“I cured your boredom though, didn’t I?”

Oikawa paused where he was, remembering the whole reason he had even gotten into that situation. He blushed a bit and looked away from Iwaizumi, scooting again over to the low coffee table where Iwaizumi’s homework laid out. Oikawa picked up his dropped book and set it on the table, grumbling to himself.

“Sure, I’m not as bored anymore. Let’s just… finish this up already,” He mumbled, his signature pouty tone taking over as Iwaizumi laughed at him. Oikawa spun around and pouted his lips at Iwaizumi, a whiny “Iwa-chan!” escaping his lips as Iwaizumi sat down next to him, placing a hand on his shoulder, pulling Oikawa in so his head was resting against Iwaizumi.

“I was bored too, so thanks for that,” Iwaizumi admitted, Oikawa chuckled slightly at this and looked down at his homework.

“I’m bored again already, Iwa-chan, do we have to do the homework?”

“Want me to ease that boredom again?” Iwaizumi asked, cracking his knuckles.

“No, wait Iwa-chan! I didn’t mean - nohohohoho!”

They’ll finish their homework… eventually.

#this is very rushed i apologize dbsb #i also tried to do lee!oikawa since my other one he was a ler #haikyuu #iwaizumi #oikawa #prompts #anon

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