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ticklygiggles · 5 months

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Practicing tickle fights | Yamaguchi, Nishinoya & Hinata

A/N: First commission from the always kind and super amazing Max (@wertzunge)! Thank you so much again for your kind, kind support Max! You are always so nice to me. I hope you enjoy these cuties!

Summary: Yamaguchi is a very reserved guy, but when he finds Nishinoya and Hinata having a tickle fight (again), he can't help but feel curious - what was it the last time he got tickled?

He was tired. He never thought practicing could actually be this… painful. He was sore in places he didn't even know could be sore and he felt like dying with every step he took, however… it felt nice. Despite being tired both physically and mentally, he had never felt so energized and motivated to do something, especially something related to volleyball, but there he was, feeling like his heart wanted to explode out of his chest every time he noticed progress on his serve and when he received praise from his coaches and even Hinata.

He felt that after this camp, he could definitely be of more help to his team and that made him feel so happy, he could barely walk- yet again, he could barely walk with how sore he was.

“It hurts, it hurts,” he whined as he dragged himself outside, even though he wanted to rest for the night right there and then. He felt motivated, but he also felt like he could sleep for three years straight.

However, he still wanted to do a little more practicing before going to bed, he just needed a clean towel and his water bottle… his water bottle. Ah. Yamaguchi whined as it came to his mind that he had left his poor water bottle alone back in their room. Now he had to go all the way back for it… would it be better to go to sleep once and for all? He whined some more as he made his way back to the room, fighting the urge to just go to sleep and skip practice for that day. Only one day… couldn't be so bad, right?

He sighed, giving himself mental strength, but as he neared the room he couldn't help but get distracted by so much noise coming from inside, interrupting his inner speech about how persistence was the key. It sounded like screams and Yamaguchi was immediately worried, his feet moving quickly, in a rush to get there and see what was happening; he didn't know what to expect to find when he opened the door, but what he saw really blew him away.

“SH-SHOHOUYOU!”

“NOHOYAHA-SAHAHAN!”

Hinata and Nishinoya were inside the room… having a tickle fight? Yamaguchi blinked, perplexed, staring at the scene. So that was all the commotion he heard from the other side of the hallway? A tickle fight? He sighed in relief, he thought something bad had happened, but it was just his silly teammates.

Yamaguchi was very used to this. Tickle fights were a regular thing on the Karasuno team, especially between these two. Yamaguchi could tell from their big smiles and bright eyes that they were having too much fun as they tried to pin the other. Both Hinata and Nishinoya already knew each other's weakest spots and their skillful and quick fingers did not hesitate to attack those spots that made them throw their heads back with loud, hysterical laughter. Yamaguchi couldn't help but smile as he heard their contagious laughter, they really sounded happy even though their bodies desperately tried to escape when they were under attack.

How they could engage into these types of games so effortlessly would always be a mystery for Yamaguchi. Sometimes they only needed to look at each other to know what was about to happen and it didn't matter the time, both of them were so ready for it right away. Was it really that fun?

Hinata's laughter was really funny, he had to admit, it sounded so like him, if that made any sense. It was vibrant and somehow cute. Contagious and happy as his personality. Noya's laughter was also so like him: loud, boisterous and free. It escaped from his lips without restraints and without a care just like Noya. He never thought laughter could sound like one's personality. Yamaguchi was curious, but there was no way he would-

“Y-Yahahamahahuchihi,” Noya giggled, pointing at Yamaguchi by the door when he caught sight of him. Hinata, busy tickling Noya's sides, stopped and looked up to look at Yamaguchi and he grinned widely.

“Yamaguchi! What are you doing there? Do you want to join?” He was short of breath as if he had run a marathon, but he didn't look tired at all.

But, what did he just ask?! Yamaguchi felt his cheeks blushing and he shook his head and both his hands no. “That’s not it! I just came here for my bottle, I'm going to practice… again…”

They were not listening to him, were they? Noya was laughing so hard as Hinata tried to pin his arms above his head; so he was surprised when they called his name again.

“Yahamaguchi! C'mon!” Noya said, cackling a little when Hinata tickled his ribs for a bit. “Y-Yohohou nehever join us in a tickle fight! Didn't even Tsukishima tickle Kageyama the other day?”

Yamaguchi chuckled. Tsukki would do anything in his power to make Kageyama feel embarrassed, of course he would even join in a tickle fight just to wreck him, but Yamaguchi? He didn't feel the need to join, really, it was fun to watch so he never thought about actually playing as well.

“Yes! Laughing is also healthy for your lungs, Yamaguchi!” Hinata said, giggling brightly as Noya squeezed his thigh.

“And you won't believe the workout you do in a tickle fight! So come here, quickly!”

Yamaguchi blinked a couple of times, he looked behind him into the hallway and then looked at Hinata and Noya again. Well… it wouldn't hurt, right? If he was quick enough, he could avoid being tickled, but even so… maybe getting tickled wouldn't be that bad, he thought.

Clearing his throat, Yamaguchi finally stepped in, his steps slow as both Hinata and Noya sat up, grinning brightly and excitedly at him as they saw him kneeling beside them. Yamaguchi felt his hands trembling a little as he was under their playful gaze.

“Our Shouyou here will be kind enough to let you tickle him,” Noya said, making Yamaguchi jump when he placed a hand on his shoulder, the libero giggled. “Lay down, Shouyou.”

“Huh?! Why me?” Hinata whined, but he did what he was told and even raised his hands above his head. “Noya-san is more ticklish than me,” he pouted and Noya was quick to have his fingers digging slightly into Hinata's ribs, making him laugh and squirm, his arms half way down already.

“Did you see that? Shouyou is very ticklish on his ribs,” Noya explained, vibrating his fingers in between the spaces of Hinata's ribs, making him finally lower his arms. “You can try it, Yamaguchi. Don't be too rough, though. You could hurt him and we don't want that.”

Yamaguchi nodded, his lips sealed in a thin line as he approached Hinata, who had raised his arms again, but was giggling like a kid. Yamaguchi would have chuckled, listening to Hinata's giggles, but he was nervous. He couldn't say he had much experience with tickling. He was an only child, so he didn't have tickle fights with his siblings. Tsukishima and Akiteru have tickled him before, but that was when he was a kid and he didn't get to tickle them back since they always ganged up on him. He didn't get tickled in Karasuno either, even though they did have many tickle fights, he never personally joined nor they made him join before.

So he was not surprised when he finally touched Hinata's ribs and he simply flinched slightly. His smile was bright, but no laughter came out.

“Harder, Yamaguchi!” Hinata encouraged him and Yamaguchi clawed at his ribs a bit harder, this time Hinata did giggle, jerking slightly to the side. “I cahahan tahake mohohore than that!”

“Don't be afraid, Yamaguchi! It's just tickling! Hinata loves it, believe me!”

“I dohohon’t, you dohoho!”

Yamaguchi was not scared, he just didn't know how to do it! He couldn't help but tense even more as they kept telling him how to do it. No matter how hard he tried, Yamaguchi could only make Hinata giggled slightly and squirm softly, nothing compared to when Noya was doing this.

“I think I can't,” he finally admitted, stopping his tickling and looking back at Noya. “I don't know how to- ah, wait! What-”

He was surprised when he was suddenly pushed back by Noya who hovered over him with a bright, evil grin, showing all his teeth. Yamaguchi tensed and all the alarms in his head went off as he also saw Hinata joining Nishinoya.

“I think Shouyou and I should teach you how to do this, Yamaguchi, don't you think so, Shouyou?” Noya said, winking at Hinata.

“Yes! Don't worry, Yamaguchi! You'll learn first hand how to tickle someone!”

“W-Wait! I don't think this a good idea,” Yamaguchi said, blushing. “I just wanted to get my bottle, I have to do some practicing and- aaagh! N-Noya-san! Nohohohoyahaha-sahahan!”

Laughter escaped from his lips at the mere contact of Noya's fingers against his sides. Yamaguchi thought he had stopped being ticklish as he grew up, but now he knew he was very wrong, if anything, he thought he felt even more ticklish now, but it could be that he was a bit too nervous at that moment, actually, why was Nishinoya so good at tickling?!

“Nohohoho!” He laughed, squirming and trying to push Noya's hands away from his sides.

“You see now, Yamaguchi? You have to do it firmly, but not too hard and you are just as ticklish as Shouyou!”

Yamaguchi could barely focus on Noya's words as he was a bit overwhelmed by the tickles on his sides, but he did hear Hinata squeaking out a protest, claiming that Noya was the most ticklish between them too. Much to Yamaguchi's embarrassment, they quickly came to the conclusion that he was the most ticklish among the three.

“Okahahahay! Okay! I gehehehet it! I'll try ahahahagain!” He pleaded, tilting his head back with laughter when Noya massaged his lower sides, thumbs digging into the sides of his stomach.

“Hey, I want to tickle Yamaguchi too!” Hinata claimed and Yamaguchi squeaked out a cackle when he felt his hands clawing at his stomach under his shirt! “He really is so ticklish, look at him, Noya-san!”

Noya laughed, “this is why you never join us, Yamaguchi?”

Yamaguchi shook his head, jerking this way and that, but unable to escape their hands. “NOHOHO! Stahahahap! It tihihihickles!”

Both gremlins giggled at Yamaguchi’s words, but they didn't stop, on the contrary, Yamaguchi felt as if their fingers increased in speed and it suddenly didn't feel like just four hands, but ten climbing up and down his sides and clawing and wiggling at his tummy. Yamaguchi giggled and laughed and squeaked, his hands flailing around, trying to push their hands, to cover his stomach, to drag himself out of it, but it was all useless as they tickled him as if they knew where exactly to touch to have him losing his mind.

And yet, Yamaguchi couldn't deny he was having fun. He was able to pinch firmly at Hinata's side or wiggle his fingers under Noya's arm, but even though they laughed, his actions only backfired and they tickled him more.

“I'll dihihihie!” He said dramatically, stubbornly denying the fact that he was having a good time. “PLEHEHEASE! H-Hinahahataha! Don't do thahahat!”

“What! What! This?” He asked excitedly as his hand vibrated right in the center of Yamaguchi's tummy, around his belly button.

Yamaguchi barked out a laugh, nodding his head as he sucked on his belly, but as he tried to move away, Nishinoya held his sides in place, fingers digging in also making him laugh like crazy.

“Poor Yamaguchi, he can't stop us!” Noya teased, giggling and whining when Yamaguchi's knee hit him in the back. “Ouch? Why are you hurting your senpai, Yamaguchi? That just won't do! Do you want me to tickle your feet?”

Yamaguchi shook his head desperately. “NOHOHO! I'M SOHOHORRY!”

Noya grinned. “Did you hear that, Shouyou? I think Yamaguchi here is hiding something on his feet! Help me out!”

“YES!”

“NOHOHO!” Yamaguchi laughed nervously, quickly turning on his stomach to flee away as both Noya and Hinata stopped tickling him to move lower, but perhaps since they were so tiny and Yamaguchi was already weak from all that laughter, they caught a leg each, pinning them down with their weight. Yamaguchi shrieked, pulling at his trapped legs. “Nohoho, Nohohoya-san, Hinata! Please, listen! Lihihisten! LIHIHISTEN! NAHAHA!”

“Noya-san, Noya-san. I think we found Yamaguchi's worst spot!”

“Aren't we lucky, Shouyou?"

“NAHAHAT THEHEHERE, STAHAHAP!”

Blunt nails raked up and down his socked soles. Yamaguchi howled with laughter, fists banging against the floor as he tried to crawl away from them, but damn they had him pinned good. One pair of hands skittered their nails against the ball of his foot, making him cackling like mad as the other pair found that hypersensitive spot underneath his toes that not even Yamaguchi knew was ticklish.

Tears of laughter streamed down his face and his cheeks and stomach ached a little from laughing so much, he really thought it couldn't be worst, but then he felt them pulling his socks off and when they tickled him again, he was a goner.

“STAHAHA- HINAHAHA- AHAHAHA! PLEHEHEA!”

Half words were the only thing he could manage out as they wrecked his poor feet. Nails scritch-scratching the sides of his feet, the arches and fingers wiggling under and in between his toes as his attackers giggled happily. He certainly had never been tickled like that before and soon his laughter had started to turn wheezy and silent.

“Noya-san, do you think Yamaguchi had learned how to properly do this?”

Yamaguchi wanted to scream that he did, but at that moment he could only howl with nearly hysterical laughter.

“Hmm, I wonder, shall we ask him?”

The tickling suddenly stopped and Yamaguchi went limp against the wooden floor. He pressed his forehead against the cool surface and let out residual laughter as he heard Nishinoya and Hinata moving up from his feet.

“So, Yamaguchi? How was it? Did you learn how to do it?”

He couldn't talk, or more like didn't want to, he felt slightly too embarrassed, even though he didn't hate it, he was still surprised about how ticklish he really was. Who would've thought? He really made a fool of himself laughing like that, right? Ugh, he wanted to disappear!

“Ah! Ahahahah, I dihihihid! I reheheally dihihid!” He giggled brightly when they tickled his ears, fingers lightly fluttering against the sensitive spot. He shook his head before covering his ears. “I knohohow how to dohoho it! I prohohomise!”

Hinata and Nishinoya giggled, finally stopping to let Yamaguchi catch his breath completely.

“How was it, Yamaguchi? Did you have fun?” Hinata asked as Yamaguchi sat up, face pink but breathing more stable.

“Yeah, doesn't it feel so good to just laugh?” Noya added, their eyes sparkling with happiness.

They were right. It was fun and it was somehow revitalizing. He liked it and he wondered how it was that he didn't join in the fun before.

He nodded shyly, “yes, it was fun. It feels weirdly nice, I think. I had never been tickled like that before. You both are brutal,” Yamaguchi said sincerely and the three laughed.

Ah, this was nice. It had been a long time since he had felt as light and vibrant as he did in those moments. Who knew that a ridiculous tickle war was what he needed to relax? Well, a very one sided tickle fight, if he may add, but not for long.

“What- AHAHAHAHA! N-NOHOHO!” Nishinoya’s laughter echoed through the whole room as Yamaguchi launched at him, fingers wiggling their way under the libero's arms, tickling him with enthusiasm.

“What do you think, Noya-san?” Yamaguchi teased, pinning Noya down and straddling his hips. “Do you think I learned something at all?”

“I'LL KIHIHIHILL YOHOHOU!”

“Let me help you!” Hinata chirped excitedly and he grabbed Noya's wrists, easily pinning his arms up above his head.

“DON'T! SH-SHOHOUYOU!”

Yamaguchi laughed brightly as he wrecked the poor libero. He never thought tickle fights could be that fun and it was even better since he knew these two silly boys enjoyed every second of it, so he let himself have fun tickling the two and letting them tickle him back.

Either way he could keep practicing extra hard tomorrow!

#haikyuu!!#haikyu!! tickling #nishinoya yuu #yamaguchi tadashi #hinata shouyou #ticklish!Yamaguchi #ticklish!Hinata #tickle fic #mia's things #mia's commissions #commissions

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lovelymessybubbly · 1 year

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congratulations on 1k you’re amazing !!! could you do hinata from haikyuu ???

"you became karasuno's best jumper with feet this sensitive ??"

omg it has been forever since i have tormented this cutie, hasn't it ? ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡ kyaaaa i can never get over how totally adorable he is !! he has such an energetic personality, so he should be able to withstand a good amount of abuse, right ? ufufu.

at this rate, tama will probably get kicked from the team for disorderly conduct, huh... (￣ω￣)

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

#tamabijutsu #tickling #haikyuu! tickling #ticklish!hinata #lee!hinata #deviled egg #get em tama!!

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itslittlegiggle · 2 years

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Manhandling (Kuroo/Kenma/Hinata)

A/N: hiiiii so i know i haven’t written anything in, like, 300 years. and i literally just sat down and wrote this today bc i got the idea in my head and was like yes, i am doing that. and it’s not even one of the prompts people are waiting so patiently for me to fill or one of my many drafts... sooo im sorry about that :( but i hope you take this fic as a peace offering while i get my crap together <3

Kenma and Hinata were very different.

Hinata was louder, more energetic, always up for a challenge - Kenma was the opposite of those things. He was quiet, timid, and generally preferred calm, relaxing activities.

These differences also changed certain ways Kuroo would act around them; not in a bad way, like having separate personalities depending on who he was with. It was in little ways that showed he paid attention to what each boy liked and was comfortable with. For example, if Hinata was upset about something, Kuroo would encourage him to blow off steam or take the redhead somewhere fun. If Kenma was upset, Kuroo would sit with him in silence until Kenma was ready to talk, gently rubbing his back so he knew Kuroo was listening.

All three of them were happy with this arrangement. But since the three of them had started dating, there was one thing in which Kenma had been, at first, very glad he wasn’t apart of.

Hinata liked being manhandled.

It sounded weird, but Hinata just really loved the fun of it. When Kuroo would randomly grab him and throw him over his shoulder or sling him under his arm, wrestling with Kuroo, being picked up and thrown onto the bed - all of it made the younger boy giggle and squeal and smile like you’d never seen before. He just loved his big strong boyfriend, okay?

Obviously, this was not something Kenma had ever imagined enjoying. He wasn’t against playful touching, but he tended to prefer holding Kuroo’s thumb when they watched movies, or when Hinata would play with his hair. He did not understand what could be so fun about being tossed around.

Until suddenly, maybe he did.

The three boys were at Kuroo’s, studying. Well, Kenma was studying. Kuroo had been studying, or trying to, until Hinata had gotten too restless to sit still. He started tossing little wads of rolled up paper at Kuroo’s head, obviously trying to get a rise out of the older boy. After hitting Kuroo with at least seven paper wads, Hinata finally got what he wanted.

“That’s it,” Kuroo stated, immediately walking to where Hinata was seated and grabbing him around the waist. Hinata squealed before rapid giggles started flowing from his mouth, increasing in volume when Kuroo pretended to drop him a couple times before tossing him on the bed. They wrestled around, Kuroo sometimes letting Hinata get close to having the upper hand before easily flipping said boy over again, and so on and so forth. Hinata was giggling so brightly that Kuroo couldn’t help but chuckle along.

Usually Kenma ignored his boyfriends when they played around like this but, for some reason that Kenma wasn’t sure of, he found himself watching.

Kuroo was strong, as the movements of his muscles as he tossed Hinata around could prove. But he was also gentle; Hinata never looked like he was hurt or in distress. He only looked like he was having the time of his life.

For the first time ever, Kenma thought, hmm. Maybe there could be something fun about it.

Kuroo grabbed one of Hinata’s arms to pull him into his lap when he looked up at Kenma, just as Kenma was looking over at him.

For a brief second their eyes met and, to Kenma’s dismay, he felt his cheeks flush.

He looked down right away, but he knew Kuroo had seen him. Had seen him blush. Oh no.

“What’s going on, Kitten?” Kuroo asked, voice absolutely dripping with teasing. “You want in?”

Kenma shook his head, but he could feel his blush deepening.

“Aww, Kenma’s jealous,” Kuroo purred, causing Kenma’s blush to invade his ears and neck.

“What? Really?” Hinata asked. He was laying on his back, Kuroo’s hand flat on his chest to hold him there, but he looked upside down at Kenma with sparkles in his eyes. “Kenma’s jealous??

“I’m not,” Kenma mumbled, turning away, but he was so hilariously embarrassed and unconvincing that Kuroo only laughed. Damn. He really knew Kenma too well.

Kenma tensed when he heard Kuroo get up from the bed and walk over to him softly. He tried not to react when he felt Kuroo’s hands on his shoulders, felt his breath in his ear, felt his stupid dumb smirk filling up the room.

A few seconds of silence. They felt long. A whispered, “you’re so cute, Ken.”

Suddenly Kuroo spun the chair Kenma was in so it faced him, reached down, and easily scooped Kenma up into his arms.

Kenma’s initial squeak was so quiet he hoped Kuroo didn’t hear it, but judging by the chuckle Kuroo let out, Kenma wasn’t holding his breath. Kuroo jostled Kenma around until he was holding the smaller boy bridal-style and, just like he did with Hinata earlier, pretended to drop Kenma, catching him at the last moment.

Kenma didn’t know what was wrong with him. Every time Kuroo “dropped” him, he would let out such an embarrassing little squeal before Kuroo caught him again - he even knew it was coming, and he still ended up making that noise! After the fourth time, Kenma couldn’t help it anymore; he giggled.

He giggled, then turned beet red and shoved his face into the crook of Kuroo’s neck when he and Hinata cooed at him. Kuroo gave Kenma’s hair a playful tug. “Hey, don’t hide!”

Kenma shook his head but didn’t remove it from its hiding place, so flustered that he didn’t notice Kuroo had walked to the bed until he felt himself being gently tossed onto it.

He landed with a gasp, and when he looked at Hinata they boy was grinning like Christmas had come early. “Kenma! Hey!”

The boys bounced slightly when Kuroo sat on the bed, and before Kenma had time to be any more embarrassed, Kuroo scooped him into his lap and cradled him close. “Kenma, come play.”

Kenma hesitated. This was very out of the ordinary for him, so naturally he felt unsure. But he felt Kuroo’s strong arms around him, saw Hinata’s excited smile; Kenma trusted them. Trusted Kuroo to know if it was too much for him, to be gentle.

Kenma reached out a hand and placed it against Kuroo’s chest, pushing softly. He smiled nervously, giving Kuroo a silent go ahead.

Kuroo took hold of Kenma’s upper arms, picking him up enough to toss him onto his back - all gently, of course. All playful and fun.

Kenma fought back the way he’d seen Hinata do; he got up on his knees and grabbed Kuroo’s arm, trying to push him over, but could only squeal as Kuroo used it as leverage to lift him up and plop him down near the headboard.

Kenma was giggling, and he couldn’t stop. Hinata was giggling at Kenma’s giggling, and Kenma couldn’t believe he was having fun.

But before Kenma could decide his next move, Kuroo grabbed him quickly by the waist to pull him closer and onto his back, making him squeal.

But it wasn’t just an oh, you’ve surprised me squeal. It was a very specific squeal, one that Kuroo and Hinata knew well.

Kuroo’s hands were still on Kenma’s waist, and Kenma was so hyper aware of it. It tickled. He held his breath.

Kuroo squeezed the same spot where he had grabbed Kenma. The latter let out a yelp and reached his hands down to push at Kuroo’s. Their eyes met again, and Kenma blushed. Again. Hinata laughed loudly. “Get him, Kuroo!”

Kuroo didn’t need to be told twice.

Kenma squealed again when Kuroo’s fingers dug into the fleshy part of his waist, clawing gently at his belly before squeezing at his flanks. He was so fast Kenma’s hands couldn’t keep up, and he was lost in frantic, high-pitched giggles that poured out from deep inside him. To make matters worse, Kuroo started manhandling him again, scooping him up into his lap to pinch his thighs and make him scream. He tossed Kenma over his shoulder and gently let him roll over the other side so the smaller boy was disoriented, before grabbing at his ribs and pinching in a way that had Kenma breathless.

Kenma was laughing, childish and sweet, and almost felt dizzy. Even though he was being tossed around, the only part of him that hurt was his cheeks from smiling so big.

Unfortunately for Kenma, due to the state he was in he forgot that Hinata was there. And that he loved hearing Kenma laugh. And that he loved making Kenma laugh. So he was totally unprepared when Hinata squeezed at his knees, giggling when it made Kenma laugh louder.

Kuroo picked Kenma up one more time so he could spin the blond around and onto his back again, sitting loosely on Kenma’s thighs, and slowed his hands before leaning close to the boy beneath him.

Kenma could only pant and hold onto Kuroo’s wrists when the boy whispered, “honestly, Ken. You’re cute.”

And then Kuroo was digging his thumbs into the dips of Kenma’s hips and the boy was gone, a shriek leaving his mouth before he was even aware of it, bucking and squirming and squealing like never before. He could barely hear Hinata over his own laughter, but he was sure the younger boy was laughing and cooing at him. Hinata reached over to gently swipe the pads of his fingers down Kenma’s throat, and when Kenma scrunched his neck up and let out a desperate, giggly stop, both boyfriends halted their tickling.

Kuroo once again picked Kenma up and into his lap, chuckling to himself when Kenma initially flinched with a giggle, and held him close. “Did you have fun, Ken?”

A pause. “Yeah. I did.” And it was true. He understood why Hinata liked it when Kuroo tossed him around; feeling the strong arms of someone you trust wrap around you and toss you this way and that was fun, and Kenma didn’t mind that it made him giggle his head off. It felt nice, being in Kuroo’s careful embrace like that.

“So... we can play with you, too?” Hinata asked hopefully.

“Okay,” Kenma whispered, blushing slightly once more. “But no tickling!”

Hinata and Kuroo couldn’t help but smile at their sweet little boyfriend.

After a few moments of silence, Kenma spoke up. “I don’t think Hinata was done wanting you to play with him, Kuroo.”

Hinata let out an indignant squawk when Kuroo turned to him with a devious smirk. “I think you’re right. Would you like to help, Ken?”

“Uh huh.”

Kuroo let go of Kenma and grabbed Hinata by the waist, laughing evilly to make Hinata squeal again. He lifted the younger boy until he was almost upside down before letting him bounce onto the mattress, and before Hinata could wrestle back Kuroo held his arms and yelled, in an echo of Hinata’s command earlier, “get him, Kenma!”

“W-wait!” Hinata tittered nervously, eyeing Kenma’s hands that were hovering above his ribs, “I thought you said no tickling! Kenma, you said that!”

A small smile. “I changed my mind.” This was fun.

And laughter rang out into the room once again.

#ummm i don't know the ship name lol #maybe kurohinaken?#kurohinaken #Kuroo Tetsurou #Kenma Kozume #Hinata Shouyou #tickle fic #haikyuu!!tickling #ticklish!kenma #ticklish!hinata #kuroken #hinaken #kurohina #kuroken!tickle #kenhina!tickle #kurohina!tickle

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duckymcdoorknob · 2 years

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Hi!! May I please order a box with wrapping paper? I would like white chocolate marbled with milk chocolate (hinata and kageyama). All square shape, with almonds, strawberry jam, and cream. tysm, happy valentine’s day! 💕

STOP THESE ARE THE CUTEST COMBINATIONS OMGGG

I am so weak for lee Hinata it isn’t even funny.

WITHOUT FURTHER ADIEU: ONE OF THE CUTEST THINGS IVE EVER WRITTEN

THIS DO HAVE SOME TICKLES UNDER THE CUT NGL.

𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑜𝑥 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑙𝑦 ❤︎

Shoyo Hinata. Year, 1. Position, Middle Blocker. Favorite activity: playing volleyball. Least favorite activity: team stretches. While it was his least favorite, he’d take that secret to his grave. Unfortunately, his displeasure in the activity would soon have to surface…

“I can stretch myself!” The orange-haired boy whined, sitting with his arms crossed.

“Daichi assigned us as partners, now sit up straight and let me push you down.”

Hinata tensed with a muffled gasp as he felt his partner’s hands come in contact with his shoulder.

“I’m not gonna hurt you, you have to relax or else it’s going to not be as effective!”

“Get your hands off of me or I’ll bite you!”

“Is that a threat?!”

Their captain groaned across the room, “Hinata! Kageyama! Behave yourselves and get to work!”

The black-haired setter glared at his best friend as the boy turned to look at him nervously. “Get your ass in gear before Daichi makes us do laps.” he muttered.

Shoyo squeezed his eyes shut and nodded as he fought to relax his upper body. “Just warn me, please?”

Before he could put his hands down, Kageyama stopped upon hearing that comment. He was instantly worried. “Are you hurt? Is someone hurting you? Is there someone I need to k-“

“No no! It’s just… never mind!”

“If you say so.” Kageyama replied with a sigh, “I’m going to put my hands down in three, two…”

Once again tensing, Hinata breathed out as he became used to the feeling. He bent at his waist and grabbed his ankles as his best friend pushed his upper body downward.

The stretching felt good after a long day, at least until Kageyama absentmindedly pushed on the backs of Hinata’s ribs.

The orange-haired spiker yelped loudly as he shot upright. “Don’t do that!” He hissed as all eyes turned onto him. His face immediately flushed crimson and he hid his head in his legs.

“Are you blushing?” The setter teased. Seeing his partner sink even lower made him feel bad. “Will you please just tell me what’s wrong?!”

“Promise you won’t tell?” Hinata asked, peeking out from behind his knee. When he saw the attention from him had faded, he sat upright once more.

“I swear on my life. The secret’s safe with me.” Kageyama replied, sitting criss crossed in front of Hinata, so to block him from the rest of the team.

The self-conscious boy looked everywhere but his partner as he managed to spit out three words: “It really tickles…”

“That’s it?” The ravenette asked dumbfounded.

“Don’t say it like it’s something common!” Hinata replied in a whiny tone.

Kageyama chuckled with a shake of his head. “You act like there’s only you and two other people who are ticklish in this world. I’ll be careful.”

Hinata smiled bashfully as he turned his body away. He breathed out as Kageyama gently placed his hands above his shoulders.

“One… two… three.”

The spiker exhaled as the same dastardly hands came in contact with his shoulders once again. He breathed through his stretch, still feeling such ticklish shockwaves from the gentle touches.

“Moving to your back.” His setter noted, moving his hands slowly.

The shorter boy couldn’t help the subdued giggles that erupted from him as Kageyama’s hands trailed down his back.

Unbeknownst to Hinata, Kageyama had opened up his legs and set up the perfect trap. With a quick two handed squeeze to his partner’s sides the ravenette succeeded in making Hinata fall backwards onto him.

“Hey what was tha-ahahahat. Nohohoho! Kahahahageheheyahahamahaha!”

Kageyama placed his legs atop of Hinata’s, successfully trapping him. “Oops! My hands must’ve slipped!” The setter announced as he repeatedly squeezed the orange-haired boy’s sides.

Poor Hinata could only laugh his head off in agony, not knowing that more and more of his teammates were turning to look at him.

“KahahahgeheheyAH- NOHOHOHO!” Hinata whined through his giggles as the tortuous hands inched toward his stomach. Too busy laughing to fight back, Hinata’s hands tried to pry his partners’ away from his ticklish spots.

“I’m just helping you stretch!” The ravenette announced with a chirp, wiggling his fingers on his partner’s stomach. “This is good training for nationals, Y’know.”

“CMOHOHOHON! YOHOHOU’REHEHE MAHAHAHAKIHIHING A SCEHEHEHENE!”

Kageyama snaked his hand under Hinata’s training jersey, spidering his fingers along the soft skin waiting for him. “Don’t you want to be in top shape for nationals? I know a killer workout!”

With that little comment, the setter began to pinch around the spiker’s belly button. This caused Hinata to emit the most panicked, but adorable laughter that anyone on the team had ever heard.

“NONONONOHOHOHO!” The poor boy threw his head back into his partner’s chest, unable to do anything but face his torture.

“Oh wow you have abs coming in.” The ravenette noted, “This is totally working. See! We didn’t need to worry about the other stretches, this workout is so much better!”

“OHOHOKAHAHAY! STAHAHAHAP! STAHAHAP! NOHOHOHO MOHOHOHOHOREHEHE!” The orange-haired spiker’s head shot up as he grabbed both of Kageyama’s wrists.

With a fond exhale, Kageyama slowed his tickling fingers to a halt, gently rubbing circles into Hinata’s stomach to calm him down. “Sorry, Hinata. Couldn’t help it.”

The shorter boy slumped his head back onto his partner’s chest as he painted. “You’re a jerk.”

“If being a jerk means I help you loosen up every now and then, then you better print me a name tag.”

Hinata rolled his eyes, ultimately smiling as he sank down further. “You’re such a dork.”

“Am I a dork or a jerk? Make up your mind, man.” Kageyama asked in a teasing tone, still absentmindedly moving his hand.

“Despite that being the most adorable interaction I’ve ever witnessed, the two of you should definitely stretch out. It’ll make you feel better, and give you more energy.” The gentle voice of their vice captain, from across the gym, made both boys jump, and Kageyama’s hand cease its circling.

Hinata sank down and hid behind Kageyama as the realization hit… his entire team just saw his partner tickling the living daylights out of him.

Though, he didn’t much mind. Him and Kageyama had their own fun for a little bit. Who had the right to judge them? After all, they are the wonder duo.

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intheticklecloset · 6 months

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Second Years (Haikyuu!!)

This fic was commissioned by @bumblebeedrizzzle. Thank you!

Primary Universe: Second Year

Summary: Hinata and Kageyama contemplate their upcoming season with a changed team, and Kageyama decides his friend needs some cheering up.

**THIS FIC IS SPOILER FREE!**

A/N: I'm actually really glad to have gotten this request (even though technically Haikyuu isn't on my commissions list - I made an exception) because when I look at the last several fics I've posted for this fandom, they were all predominantly lee!Kageyama. I love lee!Kags, obviously, but it was time Hinata got some love, too! So thank you for the commission!

Also, if I continue writing for Haikyuu, I feel like I've done pretty much all I can with the anime storyline, so I'll likely write about our boys as second years going forward for the most part. I will always let you know if there are spoilers ahead! <3

Anyway - on to the main event! I hope you enjoy! ^^

Word Count: 1,833

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“I can’t believe Noya is a third-year now,” Hinata mused as he walked his bike up the hill the team used for workouts, Kageyama walking at his side with his hands in the pockets of his hoodie.

His friend snorted. “Forget Noya, I can’t believe Tanaka is a third-year. Neither of them really act like it.”

“Kinnoshita will keep them in line.”

“He’ll try to.”

“Who do you think will be captain next year? Tsukishima?”

Kageyama shuddered and growled, “I hope not.”

Hinata laughed, though it came out halfhearted. Silence fell between them for a couple of minutes as they focused on climbing the last crest of the hill to where it leveled out before rounding up into the second half. Once there, the redhead slowed his bike to a stop and glanced out at the city view. It was getting dark out, but there was still enough light in the sky for them to make it home before sundown.

Kageyama took a few more steps before realizing his friend had stopped. He turned, saw the look on Hinata’s face, and frowned. “What’s the matter?”

To his surprise, Hinata didn’t try to shrug off his question with a claim to be fine or a forced smile. Instead, he considered a moment before asking, “Does it feel off to you?”

“Does what feel off?” Kageyama asked, striding back over to where he stood.

“After everything that happened last year, doesn’t it feel kind of…wrong to not have Daichi and the others with us?”

“It’s different, sure, but it’s just the natural way of things.” Kageyama glanced out at the cityscape as well. “They had to graduate and move on. This year Noya and Tanaka will graduate, and then we will next year. We’ll all move on and become adults. It’s what happens.”

Hinata scoffed. “Okay, Mom.” He glanced up at his friend with an even deeper frown. “Don’t you miss them at all?”

Kageyama suddenly realized what Hinata was getting at. He didn’t want reassurance or lectures about how “life goes on.” Not from him. He was hurting, and he wanted someone to understand that. So, with a sigh, the taller boy relented.

“Yeah, I do. Especially Suga.”

“Doesn’t it seem weird that we’re just…doing another season without them?”

“I guess so.” Kageyama considered for a moment, then nodded. “Yeah, it does. I got so used to Daichi’s leadership and Suga’s guidance that it feels weird not having them around to help anymore. And since none of the third-years are setters, I’m the senior on that position and these new guys are looking to me for guidance, and…”

He trailed off, and Hinata nodded. “Yeah. You’re kind of in charge of that position and you’re not ready for it.”

Kageyama couldn’t even argue with that. “Exactly. I wish I’d had another year with Suga.”

“I wish all of us could do last season over now that we’ve learned so much. I really feel like…”

This time Hinata trailed off, and when the silence descended, neither of them tried to break it for a while. It felt right, somehow, having this moment to really let it sink in that their friends were off doing other things now.

After a few minutes, Kageyama let out a breath. “But Kinnoshita is doing well as captain so far, and these first-years have promise. Really the only thing I can’t stand is that Tsukishima decided to stick around.”

Hinata snorted out a laugh. “You guys really don’t get along.”

“Understatement.” Kageyama smirked, then glanced at Hinata again. He looked like he was feeling a tad better, but not by much. He nudged him. “You know we’re gonna be fine, right?”

“Of course I do,” Hinata replied, though his voice lacked conviction.

“Yeah, I definitely believe that you believe that, boke.”

“I do!”

“You’re going to have to convince me a little harder than that.” With a smirk, Kageyama suddenly grabbed him around the waist and pulled him against his chest, making him drop his bike and yelp as fingers suddenly dug into his sides.

“Eeeek! Kahahahahageyama, wait, nohohohohohoho!” Hinata cried, giggles spilling out of him as he squirmed uselessly in his taller friend’s grip.

“You can’t fool me. I know when you’re just toughing it out.” The setter chuckled and hugged him tighter, aiming for his ribs. “Come on, lighten up, boke.”

“I’m light! I’m lihihihihihihihight! Kageyahahahahama!” Hinata’s laughter rose in pitch once his friend got to his weakest spot. Thankfully he wasn’t going too hard yet, but it was still enough to make him cackle and try to pry his arms away. “You jeheheheheheherk! I’m fihihihihihihihine!”

“Liar.”

“EEEEK!!” Hinata screeched when his friend found that spot along his last few ribs that had him absolutely howling with laughter, frantically trying to escape his grip to no avail. “KAGEYAMA NOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!”

Kageyama chuckled, deciding he wanted to make it a bit worse by hefting the little spiker up into the air so he really had nowhere to go and nothing to ground on. Hinata squealed and laughed and kicked the air uselessly.

“You seem to forget that those three aren’t the only teammates you had,” Kageyama grumbled good-naturedly into his ear as he tickled, reaching down to squeeze a hip, earning him another shriek. “Noya and Tanaka are still around, and so are all the others from last year. And we have these new guys – and you have me. So don’t feel so sad, boke. We’re gonna be just fine.”

“STAHAHAHAHAHAP, STOP, PLEHEHEHEHEASE!!” Hinata cried, tapping his friend’s arm, writhing in his tickly hug of doom. “PLEASE, VOHOHOHOLLEYBALL!”

Kageyama stopped immediately, gently letting his friend back down to the ground and holding onto him to make sure he didn’t fall. He frowned, worried he’d been a little too pushy. “Sorry, are…are you okay? I thought it could help…”

“You tickle too hard,” Hinata replied, glancing up at him with a tiny leftover smile. “And that’s my worst spot, so it just got to be a bit…much. Especially if you’re trying to cheer me up.”

Kageyama blinked. “Are you seriously trying to tell me how to tickle you to make you feel better?”

Hinata grinned. “I mean, as long as you’re trying to, you might as well do it right.”

“Oh, you little…” The setter pulled him back in again, slipping under his hoodie to scribble against his belly directly. “There, is that better?”

“Ehehehehehehehe! Yeheheheheheheah, thehehehere you go!” Hinata squealed, gripping his friend’s arms all over again despite his praising words.

Suddenly inspired, Kageyama grabbed his wrists and pulled them above his head with ease, using his free hand to keep tickling his tummy, and finally he got the noise he was looking for – the particular shriek Hinata let out when he was surprised but in a good way. When he was having fun.

“Boke,” he muttered with a smile, keeping it up. “Let’s try this again. Are you still feeling sad about Daichi and the others?”

Hinata squirmed in his hold but giggled freely, daring to glance up at him and sputter, “Of cohohohohohourse I ahahahahaham!”

“Hmm, not enough, then? All right. I can do this all day.”

For a couple of minutes, they stayed that way at the top of the hill – Hinata caught in Kageyama’s grasp and giggling hysterically at the soft, light tickles his friend was purposely trying to inflict, the setter smirking and holding him tight, determined to bring him back into a good headspace before letting him go.

“We’re going to be fine, Hinata,” he said after a short while, keeping his tone soft and genuine – a rare occurrence for the taller boy. “You’ve still got Kinnoshita and Noya and Tanaka and Yamaguchi and…and Tsukishima.”

“And yohohohohohou, rihihihihihight?”

Kageyama smiled despite himself. “Obviously. You’re not getting rid of me that easily. I still have to take you down out there, you know.” He paused, then slowed his tickling to a gradual stop and murmured, “I’m here for you, boke. If you need me. Just like you’re always there for me.”

Hinata caught his breath as he let out a few more snickers, turning to look up at his friend as Kageyama released his grip on his arms. “You know, you’re not too bad at this cheering up thing when you put your mind to it, Bakageyama.”

The setter couldn’t help but smile. The use of the insult/nickname was a clear indicator the redhead was feeling like himself again, and Kageyama was more than happy to count that as a win.

“Shut up. Just trying to make you see reason. We’re going to be fine. We’re going to have another great season and take everyone down.”

Hinata beamed. “And this year we don’t have to face stupid Oikawa!”

His friend was right – and it was a detail Kageyama hadn’t considered until just now. He couldn’t help but grin. “You’re right. We don’t.”

“Ooh, that made you all kinds of happy! Glad to see you cheering up, too.”

“‘Too’? I’m not the one who was being all pouty about the others graduating last year.”

“I wasn’t pouting!”

“You absolutely were.”

Hinata huffed. “You were just going on about how you missed Suga—”

“You brought it up, genius!”

“Oh, now who needs cheering up?” Hinata’s grin morphed into something more sinister, and he brought his fingers up to wiggle teasingly at Kageyama.

The setter hated how fast he blushed at the sight of them.

“Someone’s excited~”

“Shut up – I don’t need cheering up, boke! I’ve been better off than you this whole time!”

Hinata laughed. “Don’t tell me you’re trying to talk me out of tickling you back? You’re always in the mood for tickles, Kage~”

“I am not…!” Deciding it was a lost cause, Kageyama took a step back, and when Hinata made to lunge for him, he dodged out of the way and began sprinting up the second half of the hill, hoping for enough of a head-start to at least tire him out a little.

But he’d forgotten one important detail.

Not only did Hinata have speed on his side…

Today, he had a bike.

Just when Kageyama had gotten to the top of the hill entirely, Hinata chimed his bike’s warning bell. The setter whirled around in time to see the redhead abandon his ride and sprint toward him, and there was absolutely no getting away from him at that point.

“Wait, wait, wait – wahahahahahahait!” Kageyama shrieked, his laugh coming out both panicked and genuine as his best friend latched onto him and dug into his tummy right off the bat, making him squeal and crumple to the ground in a heap, cackling and squirming. “Hinatahahahahahaha!”

“Well, would you look at that? Grumpy Kageyama does want some cheer-up tickles after all!”

“I dohohohohohon’t nehehehehehehed them!” Kageyama cried, shrieking again when the redhead pushed him to the ground entirely and hopped onto his waist to keep him pinned.

“Maybe not,” Hinata conceded with a playful grin, “but I think you want them, Bakageyama.”

#fanfiction #tickle fic #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#hq #hinata shoyo #kageyama tobio #kagehina #platonic #fluff #cute #cheer up tickles #friends #tickling #ticklish #tickle

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jqnny · 26 days

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A Warmer Place

⚠️ warning(s): this is a tickle fic! ⚠️

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~ lee!Kageyama ler!Hinata

“hurry up and open the door! It’s freezing out here!” Kageyama yelled while Hinata slightly struggled to unlock the front door due to the cold.

Kageyama and Hinata went to buy some groceries at the new supermarket that had just opened near their house. The weather seemed like it was about to snow any minute so they quickly hurried home.

“ok, ok Kageyama!” *click* “There it’s opened!” Hinata said, pulling out his keys from the keyhole and opened the door. Kageyama rushes in and drops the groceries bags on the kitchen table. He then takes off his shoes while Hinata puts the his grocery bags on the same table as well.

“brrr, good thing it’s warmer in here, but its not warm enough. I’ll go turn on the heater.” Kageyama proceeded to put his shoes away and made his way to the remote control that controlled the heaters and turned it on. “Ahhh, thats better..” Kageyama sighed, placing his hands above the heaters, feeling the heat thats being released into the room.

“was it really that cold for you outside? maybe you just didn’t wear enough layers.” Hinata said, taking out the groceries and stored them away whole dumping all the snacks in the basket in the living room.

“excuse me, but I wore 4 layers, thank you.” Kageyama said with an eye roll, finally taking off his jacket and hanged it on the coat rack. Hinata pulls his gloves off of his hands and cups them together.

“wow, my hands are colder than i thought, maybe it really was freezing outside.” Hinata said, making his way towards Kageyama, who went back to the heaters. “hey, i bet it’s warm in here!” Hinata slides both his hands into the sweater that Kageyama was wearing.

“eeeeek! w-what are you doing!? your hands are cold!” Kageyama screamed, turning around and trying to get Hinatas icy hands out.

“i knew it, it is warm in here!” Hinata said, moving his hands around Kageyamas warm stomach.

“stop that! it tihickles!” Kageyama tried to pull on Hinatas hands, but wasn’t very successful. Kageyama continues to squirm around like a little worm that got poked.

“oh, it tickles? does this tickle then?” Hinata spidered his fingers around Kageyamas stomach, making him squirm even more than he was already doing before.

“YAHahaha! of cohourse it tiHIhickles! now stahahap!” Kageyama squealed, trying to cover his stomach by wrapping his arms around his torso.

“hehe, what about here?” Hinata switched to Kageyamas sides and wiggled his fingers up and down.

“STAHAHAHAP NOO!! NOT THEHEHERE!” Kageyama cackled, collapsing onto the floor.

“ok ok i’ll stop now, my hands are warm, thanks Kageyama!” Hinata slid his hands out of Kageyamas sweater and helped him up from the floor.

“y-you—! don’t do that again.” Kageyama said, catching his breath while giving the orange head a glare.

“sorry, Kageyama, lets go make dinner.” Hinata said, bringing Kageyama to the kitchen to cook some food.

#haikyuu tickle content #ticklefic #haikyuu tickle fics #haikyuu tickle #haikyuu #tickle fics #tickle #lee!kageyama #ticklish!kageyama #ler!hinata

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anzynai · 7 months

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Day 3 - Cuddles

Chiaki x Hajime x Nagito (Danganronpa 2)

a/n: so this is our first tktober fic that payton and i wrote together!! we both LIVE for these three so ofc we wrote them for one of our prompts. ANYWAYS, this doesn’t contain any spoilers so u don’t have to worry about that. enjoy!

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Chiaki pouted, feeling cold air reach her body, unable to sleep. She glanced over at Hajime and Nagito. The both of them were sleeping and both clearly had much more of the blanket than she did. Not only that, but why was she the one nearly falling off the bed?

It was true that the bed was definitely a bit small for the three of them to be in bed together, but it isn’t as if it was the first time they’ve slept together and they’ve made it work. She tried scooting in closer, but Nagito turned, pushing at Hajime, then to her.

“Ugh…” She grumbled. It was summer.. Why was it so cold? Hajime didn’t seem to care about Nagito pushing him around. Probably was because he wasn’t freezing his head off and still had plenty of space.

“Hajime, move over a bit..” She nudged him, gently.

“Mmm…” He groaned, sleepily, but stayed unmoving. Chiaki narrowed her eyes.

“Hajime..” She said again, and he looked blearily at her and she thought he was going to move, but then he just tried going back to sleep. She shoved him over, pushing his side.

Sleepy giggled poured from his lips. He sure was having a good time seeing her suffer. Still, the giggles didn’t stop and it led her to wonder if it was something else making him laugh. She stared, puzzled, before being reminded of the fact that her precious boyfriend was ticklish.

“C-Chihihiaki! Stohohohop..!” He laughed quietly, but she smiled.

Nagito slowly stirred from his slumbers, turning towards the noise. “Huh?”

“Oh, sorry for waking you.” Chiaki mumbled, though she didn’t stop tickling Hajime.

Nagito was slowly growing more and more awake as the sound of laughter continued. A jolt of awareness struck him when Hajime rolled away from Chiaki, slamming right against him in the process.

“Sohohorry!” Nagito listened as Hajime apologized, but that didn’t stop the brunette from pushing him further to the end of their bed. Chiaki moved her fingers to his stomach, seeing that tickling him to move was thankfully working.

Nagito though wasn’t gonna let them push him off the bed… so with a small smile he squeezed his fingers between Hajime’s back; the one currently pressed against his chest, and began skittering his fingers wherever on his backside he could reach.

“Nahahagito…?!” Hajime questioned in surprise, his laughter beginning to rise in octaves now that they were both tickling him. He wasn’t sure what to do, frantically rolling onto his stomach to get away from his fingers, unluckily trapping Chiaki’s in the process.

It really didn’t help that he was right in the middle of them, both attacking him with tickles as a way to get more space. “Hajime…! Don’t move closer!” Chiaki complained, the three of them then realized this had caused them to be fully awake…

Well, that didn’t really matter right now.

She slipped her hands out from under him, but that small break Hajime received of only one person tickling him was quickly gone as Chiaki reached for his hip, squeezing it quite roughly.

The sheer level of how ticklish it was caused Hajime to thrash back into his previous position against Nagito. Chiaki with her free hand tugged to grab some of the covers, before noticing Hajime’s legs were getting tangled in them.

“Hajime— you’re taking all of the blanket!” Nagito seemed to have noticed it too, half-jokingly complaining about it. They both knew it was in no way his fault this had happened.

The brunette only continued to laugh and have more weak attempts at blocking their fingers, “Guhuhuys! Thihihis is sohoho unfahahair!” Hajime was right, it was unfair; but this situation was turning more competitive then imagined.

“You should stop moving so much. I was sleeping, you know?” Nagito teased, grazing his neck, smiling at how Hajime’s neck scrunched up.

“Stohohop t-tihihihickling me thehehen!” Hajime giggled, squirming. Chiaki smiled, fondly and Hajime blushed as he made eye contact. She lightly traced his sides, while Nagito continued what he had been doing. However, Chiaki leans down, planting a kiss on Hajime’s cheek. It was very affectionate and it was the last thing that broke Hajime’s defenses. He literally melted. His squirming slowed as he just let the two tickle him to pieces.

Nagito, seemingly wanting to be included, started kissing all over Hajime’s face—his cheeks, his forehead, his lips, and like Chiaki, his tickling was gentle and grazing, enough to make Hajime flinch and giggle lightly.

“How did someone like me get such an adorable boyfriend?” Nagito whispered, softly, against his skin as Hajime averted his eyes, closing them instead.

“You’re both amazing.” Chiaki murmured, as she leaned against Hajime, still giggling, nuzzling into his neck. She began rubbing his tummy instead, so it didn’t really tickle all that much. Nagito yawned, seeing that Chiaki stopped, so he decided to as well. He wrapped his arms around Hajime, who was trying to catch his breath.

“Y-you guys are so dumb…” Hajime whined, though they could both hear the affection in his tone.

“But you love us.” Chiaki slurred, and seconds later, he could hear the sound of her sleeping, her light snores. Soon, he could hear Nagito’s too and he struggled to contain the large smile that made his way to his face.

Oh, yes he did. So, so much.

#tickling #tickletober 2023 #tickletober #chiaki nanami #nagito komaeda #hajime hinata #lee!hajime hinata #ler!nagito komaeda #ler!chiaki nanami #tickle fic #ticklish!hajime hinata #danganronpa #dr2 #danganronpa 2

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italeean · 2 years

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A goodbye without tears

You can find the plot here

A/N: Hi!! I'm still alive... after more than a month of inactivity... 😓 Sorry for not posting my content for a while, after I was done with my entry test and tasted a bit of freedom, I realized how burnt-out I truly was. I took a break from literally everything and hung out with my friends and family since I spent the whole summer studying for a thing or another 😅 Anyway, back to the important stuff, this fic was a request... that I took way too long to write... again... (PLEASE FORGIVE MEEE) but I found it really interesting and I related a lot to the scenario, which is why it came out a bit more personal than I wanted. But at the same time I liked it the way it was so I decided to post it like this. Spero vi piaccia 💚🤍❤️ (I hope you enjoy it) Suggestions and support are always appreciated ^_^

DISCLAIMER: This is a tickle fic, if it's not to your taste I don't suggest you read it

"That's it for today, guys" Ukai's loud voice echoed throughout the gym "Make sure to stretch properly, clean up, and then go home and get some rest!" He said before leaving, knowing he had to prepare some meat buns. Everything went as usual, but a little detail made that day different. It was the third-years' last training.

Daichi almost couldn't believe it was really happening. Three years had already passed and he was about to leave his volleyball team. And as chaotic as said team was, he didn't like the idea at all. He just felt like it wasn't the right time.

Sure, Ennoshita was more than ready to become captain, but were Tanaka and Noya ready to become less... hurricane-like? Was Yamaguchi going to find his self-confidence? What about Tsukki? Would he find it in himself to open up to the others? To not talk about Hinata and Kageyama's constant bickering...

There was still so much he could help everyone with, even if he was just supporting them or giving a fatherly advice. But he had to admit to himself that they were going to manage without him, his team was full of capable and motivated guys, they were more than capable of overcoming any kind of hardship. He also had to admit to himself that the one who wasn't ready to that kind of change was him.

"...so I was thinking I could go to university and work somewhere to help my family par fo- hello? Earth to Daichi? Are you even listening?" Suga's scoff brought the (soon-to-be ex) Karasuno captain back to Earth. "Sorry Suga, I spaced out for a second..." He let out an embarrassed chuckle.

The grey-haired guy looked at his teammate with genuine concern in his eyes. "Are you okay? Is there something wrong?" He asked worried.

Daichi glanced for a second at the others, who had started cleaning already, and then told his friend about his worries about that being his last training, having to leave the team, missing the team, missing volleyball in general...

"DAICHIIIII!!!" His train of thoughts got abruptly interrupted by Suga's bonk, which was objectively kind of deserved. It was Mr. Refreshing's duty to help anyone who was feeling down, one way or another, and the whole team knew that.

However, there was still a nostalgic glint in the captain's gaze, and that couldn't be allowed. Sad goodbyes were not accepted at Karasuno Volleyball Team. The gray-haired guy looked around himself for a second. Narita and Kinoshita had already left with Ennoshita because they still had some exams to study for. Noya and Tanaka had to study as well... but they insisted on helping with the cleanup before going. Yachi and Kyoko were gone as well; they wanted to spend some time together since they were going to say goodbye, too.

"Ahem! Guys, gather here for a second." The vice-captain said, waiting for everyone to come. "As you know, this is our last day here." His first sentence was enough to make everyone groan and whine, but he was able to hush them all. "BUT! We don't want it to be a sad goodbye, we want to enjoy this journey until the last second... or at least that's what we agreed upon. However someone is feeling sulky right now. Does anyone have a suggestion to fix this little problem?"

Making sure Daichi wouldn't see him, he wiggled his finger to give his own suggestion to the team. Obviously, they all caught on quickly, especially Hinata and Nishinoya, who immediately pounced on the captain.

The dark-haired guy stumbled backwards, trying to keep the two short guys still, but when Suga and Asahi decided to join the fun, he had no choice but topple to the ground while trying to hold back his laughter. "Guys! What a-ahare you doing? This is- ack! This is nohot necessary!"

"On the contrary, captain, this is exactly what you need." The vice-captain smirked teasingly at him and started poking his stomach. Asahi was keeping his arms pinned above his head with one hand and softly fluttered the fingers of the other one all over his neck and ears, changing sides every time he scrunched his shoulder to protect those spots.

Yamaguchi had managed to drag Tsukki into this, claiming that it was a bonding moment and he would've enjoyed it. They were straddling the captain's calves and squeezed the kneecaps and right above them. It made him kick so much that he almost managed to buck the first-years off a couple of times.

Noya was sitting between Daichi's legs and was squeezing his hips and sides quickly and mercilessly, while Tanaka was helping the vice-captain with the stomach. "Guhuys Ihihi sweheahahar..!" The dark-haired guy quickly dissolved into hiccupy giggles and found it impossible to build a complete sentence. "Ah ah ah," Suga teasingly reprimanded him "no swearing at school." He said while dipping his index finger in the wing spiker's belly button and wiggling around, which elicited some snorts that made everyone laugh out loud.

Obviously Hinata had joined the fun as well; he was getting the right side of the ribcage, having fun with counting the bones and sliding his fingers into every groove. "Oi Kageyama, are you coming?" He yelled, only receiving an annoying scoff in response. But he knew better. "Are you afraid I'm better than you at this?"

The setter glared intensely at him and approached the group (with the faintest blush on his face, according to Hinata). He kneeled by the left side of Daichi's ribcage and attacked, going immediately all out, to which the redhead responded with upping his game as well. "Thihihihis ihihis *snort* Thihihis ihis nohohot ahah- ACK! ahaha cohohompehetihihitiohon..!" The third-year scolded them between his laughter.

However, the other teammates seemed to disagree. Seeing the little competition between the freak-duo made them want to join. Daichi arched his back and tried to squirm as much as he could, which wasn't much since he didn't want to take the risk of hurting anyone. "Yohohou're beheheihing meheahahan nohow!" Whoops... wrong thing to say. The teens smirked evilly and started tickling him harder while teasing him as well!

He couldn't figure out who was saying what, he was too lost in his own laughter to listen carefully. He just heard a mix of voices saying "Tickle tickle tickle..." "Aaaww come on, smile captain" "Hahaha did you just snort?" "Hehehe see? This day must be happy for all of us, now smile for us!" "Who's making you laugh more? Me or that boke?"

Okay, maybe he could figure out who asked that last question, but that wasn't the point. He felt his face become red, and he couldn't even hide behind his hands since Asahi was keeping them pinned. But it wasn't so bad after all... until someone, probably Suga, had the idea of going for his thighs. That made him go berserk.

"BAHAHAHAHAHAHA OHOHOKAHAHAHAY IHIHI GIHIHIVEHE!! IHIHIHIHI GIHIVEHEHEHE PLEHEHEAHASE STAHAHAHAHAHAP!!" He screm at the top of his lungs. His thighs were his absolute worst spot, and he'd been enduring that playful assault for God knows how long; it made him tap out almost immediately.

"Alright, let's let him up." The grey-haired guy told everyone to stop and helped the captain to sit up. He was still giggling and a giddy smile was plastered all over his face. "That... that wahas... absoluhutely ruthless..." he panted "but maybehe I needed that... thahank you guys..." he finished with a chuckle.

"Thank you, Daichi, for being the greatest captain ever and even guiding us all the way to nationals." Suga said with teary eyes. What could he say... even Mr. Refreshing himself wasn't immune to the strange feeling of saying goodbye. He was already feeling nostalgic as well!

"Sugaaa!! We said no tears!" Hinata yelled while tackling him down and going straight for his sides and tummy. "Hihinahataaa! WhaHAHAhat aharehehe yoHOHouhu dohohoIHIhihiHIng?!" The vice-captain broke down into his high-pitched and squeaky laughter. "Hahaha I think I'll join as well... it's true that we said no tears after all." Asahi said approaching to the grey-haired guy, only to lift up Hinata and blow a raspberry on his tummy.

"NAHAHAHA AHAHASAHAHAIHIHI GEHET HIHIHIM NAHAHAT MEHEHEHEHEEE" The tangerine howled, but he was quickly rescued by Noya, who took advantage of Asahi's distraction while he was putting down Hinata to jump on his back and tickle his neck and torso.

Right after he recovered, the redhead pounced on Kageyama, bringing him down. "Bohohokehehe yohou're gohonnahaha gehehet ihihihit!!" He yelled, trying to sound angry and intimidating, before fighting back and darting his hands up into the middle blocker's underarms. "Ihihi'll beheahahat yohohouhu thihis tihihimehehehe Bahahakahageheyahahama!"

In the meanwhile, Suga thought that a certain couple of first-years was missing too much on the fun, so he wrapped an arm around Yamaguchi's shoulders to keep him in place while he scribbled on his tummy with his other hand. "Nononoohohohoho pleheheahaseee" The pinch server's legs gave out and he went to the floor, but he never did anything to actually stop the older guy.

Tanaka decided to help the vice-captain with his mission and went straight after Tsukishima, who desperately tried to not laugh... in vain of course.

Before they knew it, a tickle fight on full scale had blown out in the gym and everyone was laughing their head off.

Daichi glanced at the mess right in front of him before joining. The thought of graduating didn't sound so scary or sad after all, because now he knew he was never truly going to leave his team, or better, his family.

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pastery1 · 2 years

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Ensembles Stars Tickle Hcs (Part 8):

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A/N: Yes they r twins, but I still perfer to do them separately w/ different scenarios and shit.

Hinata Aoi:

U may think him and his brother share the same ticklishness and tickle spots, but no. He's less ticklish than his brother. His brother once tickled him bc Hinata tried to get his hoodie off his head, but it was stuck.

"Ugh. Stupid ass hoodie." Hinata struggled and fell to the floor, summoning his little(?) brother's presence.

"Hinata! R u ok?!"

"Actually can u help me, Yuta?"

"Pfft- U gotta be kidding me!" Yuta swiped the tear threatening to come out, as he took his phone out to take pictures.

"YUTA!!! Come on. Help me." Hinata couldn't see with his hoodie over his face, but he knew his damn brother got a good shot js to mock and tease him later.

"Alr, alr," Yuta walked over to the struggling twin. "What size did u even get?"

"My size? I think u messed w/ the original size when u washed it."

"I bet I did, sry. But u gotta admit, this is worth watching."

"YuuuuuTA!"

"Ok ok, I'll help."

Yuta walked over to Hinata, grabbing the hood of his hoodie, managing to pull it up over his head, but now his arms are still stuck high above his head. Even though his head is free, the hoodie is still stuck to his forehead, so there was no way he could put his arms down. He felt very, and I mean very, vulnerable.

"Can't u js hurry up and get me out of this?! Stop studying me! I'm not a test u gotta review for."

"Sry, I'm getting a lot of atempting ideas rn."

Hinata was praying to God that the "thing" Yuta was atempting to do wasn't what he was thinking.

Yuta started to grab the shoulder of his hoodie, yanking it up, until he heard an ungodly screech.

Yuta looked into Hinata's worried eyes, "Oh no, NO! Yuta, don't. I mean it-"

He was cut off by Yuta scratching the hollows of Hinata's bare armpits.

"AHAHAHAHAHA!! YUTA STOHOHOHOP! U KNOW HOW MUHUHUHUCH I HATE THIHIHIHIS!!"

"Oh, come on~ U do this to me all the time, what's so wrong w/ a little revenge every now and then. Plus I'm no where near done w/ u~"

Hinata does hate being tickled, but it won't stop him from tickling his little brother. He would occasionally tickle anyone else outside of his family if he feels like it. Though, he's gotta be close to them to tickle them. And if he catches u, don't even try to escape bc he won't let up until ur breathless and pleading for mercy. If ur lucky, maybe he'll let u go before u piss urself. (It happened once or twice w/ Yuta, what makes u think it won't happen to u?) His death spot is his armpits, and his laugh is v hyenous.

Yuta Aoi:

(Please tell me this picture looks like someone is trying to tickle him, but he's telling them no? Or smthing?!) Anyways, Yuta would always be under his older brother's clutches. Constantly too.

There once was a time where Hinata chased him around with a bug, and he wouldn't get out of the closet.

"AHHHH!! HINATA GET THAT THING AWAY FROM ME!"

"Awww, come on. What's so wrong abt this beetle? It won't hurt u?"

Yuta managed to get into the closet closing himself in there.

"Please... Hinata... js go away w/ it."

Hearing his brother's cries, he decided playtime was over and let the beetle free outside. "Alr, Yuta. U can come out now."

"I don't believe u."

"Well open the door, so I can show u my empty hands."

There was nothing but silence on the other end, all that was audible was Yuta's v faint whimpers.

"*sigh* Look... I'm really sry that I hv been chasing u around w/ a beetle."

Still nothing.

"Yuta..." Hinata started to slide the closet door open, only for it to be slamed back shut by the other one.

"Go away."

"Fine... U leave me no choice."

Hinata slamed the door back open, to be met with Yuta's teary green eyes. "What-"

Hinata pounced on Yuta in the limited space they had, managing to straddle the younger's waist and pinning his hands above his head.

"No. Don't tickle me Hinata! I forgive u!"

"Too late now, little brother."

Hinata began to vibrate Yuta's hip bone with his index finger, like a electric toothbrush.

"U have me for the next 45 minutes."

Yuta's heart sank to his stomach. How on Earth is he gonna surviv 45 minutes if he can't even surviv 20?! Oh well, time will tell.

Yuta does hate being tickled as well, but isn't afraid to tickle his older brother every now and then as revenge for the times his older brother tickled him senseless. Unlike his brother, he doesn't like tickling anyone out side of his family persè. He js doesn't wanna tickle anyone and make them uncomfortable. His worst spot has to be his hips as shown above. His laugh is opposite from Hinata's, instead it's very childlike and sometimes it's calm.

#lee #ticklish #anime tickle #anime #ler #tickle #tickle headcanons #ensemble stars #ensemble stars hcs #ensemble stars tickle #Hinata Aoi #Ticklish Hinata #Yuta Aoi #Ticklish Yuta

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powchakko · 7 months

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𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐝𝐚𝐲..?

synopsis. greeting them after a tiring day at practice + stuff i’d like to do with them

word count. 1k

characters. tsukishima kei, akaashi keiji, oikawa tooru

warnings. reader is called princess (in oikawa's part), lil suggestive?? + mentions of a wound (in tsukishima’s part), reverse comfort, lil angst if u squint, CLICHE STUFF

notes. asdfghjkfghj first time posting my works here! hope y'all enjoy reading it heheh-

𖤐 tsukishima k.

“tadaima,” you heard a soft voice accompanied by the click of the door closing.

“kei!” you exclaimed, lips instantly tugged into a smile as you run towards your boyfriend. you crashed into him, almost knocking him backwards. “okaeri,” you said while inhaling his familiar scent and wrapping your arms around his lean frame.

tsukishima only hummed in response, though he was quick to return the embrace and press a kiss to the crown of your head.

“how was practice today?” you asked as you pulled away from the hug. but your smile vanished and transformed into a somewhat panicked expression when you saw a huge bruise on your lover’s cheek. “oh my gosh, kei. what happened?!”

“a certain someone accidentally hit the ball towards my face,” he replied, wincing in pain as you gently laid your hand on top of the bruise, your thumb stroking the red and blue-ish skin.

“hinata?”

“who else,” the blonde averted his gaze and sighed. “don’t worry, i already compressed it with an icepack.”

you suddenly grinned. “doesn’t look worse than that hickey you gave me–”

“urusai.” tsukishima glared at you, his face flushed red. “don’t you dare mention that.”

“i’m joking, i’m joking,” you laughed. your hand was still resting on his cheek, which, to him, somehow did a better job of making the pain hurt less than the icepack. he gingerly took your hand and guided it towards his lips before pressing a soft kiss onto your palm.

“can we eat dinner now?” he mumbled against your skin, causing you to squirm at the ticklish feeling.

“of course we can,” smiling even wider than before, you pulled your arm away and slipped it around his as both of you walked to the kitchen.

𖤐 akaashi k.

you were a little surprised when you came out of the bathroom and found your boyfriend slumped across the sofa. you were happy, of course, and couldn’t wait to eat dinner and spend some time with him. but the tired expression on his face forced yourself to postpone all the hugs and kisses you were ready to shower him with.

“keiji?” you tried, your voice soft and careful.

akaashi slowly opened his eyes, emerald hues boring into your own (e/c) eyes. he slightly pulled his lips to the sides. “hey, sweetheart.”

“rough day at practice?” you asked again, this time making your way to the sofa.

“hm,” the boy mumbled. you were now sitting cross-legged beside him. slowly, you placed your hands on either side of his face, guiding him to lie down on your lap. akaashi instantly melted into your touch, and you could almost see his fatigue evaporating into nothingness as he finally settled comfortably on your legs.

“tell me everything,” you said gently. your fingers were already getting to work, untangling and smoothing out akaashi’s raven locks. he let out a sigh of contentment and closed his eyes a second time.

silence hung in the air – though it felt peaceful and comforting to both of you rather than awkward. you were still busy playing with your boyfriend’s hair. knowing he wasn’t much of a talker, you didn’t press for answers. besides, wasn’t simply being there for him enough?

“i’ll tell you about it tomorrow,” he whispered. “‘m too tired right now,”

you hummed in response. “do you want to eat dinner, then? after that–”

“can we stay like this for a little longer?”

you looked down at his face, a little surprised when you found akaashi already staring lazily back at you. you smiled before cupping his cheeks and placing a quick kiss to his nose. “actually, i think i’d like that, too.”

𖤐 oikawa t.

you yelped as you felt two cold arms encircling your waist, pulling you into a tight hug. you quickly turned off the stove and pulled the earplugs from your ears before turning around, only to see your boyfriend’s face nestling comfortably on your shoulder.

“tooru?!” you exclaimed. “oh my god, i’m so sorry. why didn’t you tell me you’re home?”

he grinned, giving you a quick peck on the cheek. “i’m here now, aren’t i?”

despite his playful tone, you could see the fatigue overshadowing his features. how it made his smile look a little less genuine, how it gave him subtle frown wrinkles across his forehead, how it caused his voice to sound groggy. “tooru?” you called to him softly. “did anything happen at practice?”

that earned a small chuckle from him. “you know me so well, princess,”

“tooru…”

“tell me about your day instead,” he interjected. “mine’s too shitty to talk about.”

this didn’t seem like the oikawa tooru you knew. he’d usually protest and complain nonstop about how terrible practice was, how frustrating his underclassmen were, or literally any other bad thing about his day. something really bad must’ve happened that it caused him to be this quiet.

“was it that bad?” you asked again, this time turning around and cupping his cheeks in your hands. they’re so cold, you thought silently.

“not as bad as how i must’ve smell like right now,” the brunette grinned again. “i’ll go take a shower, m’kay?”

“tooru, look at me.” you demanded, tightening your hold on the sides of his face, which made him tense a little. “i need to know if something happened. please tell me what’s wrong.”

oikawa stared at you and sighed, his smile faltering. “everything,” he whispered before roughly dumping his forehead on your shoulder. “i dunno… it all just feels so tiring…”

you noticed how his fingers were rubbing the letters of ‘i love you’ on your back. you carefully lifted your arms and hugged him back, your fingers tracing the shape of a heart right below his shoulder. a silent ‘i love you, too’.

“will a movie marathon cheer you up?” you asked after a few while. “i can make you some ice cream sandwiches, too, if you want.”

“with milk bread?” he muttered into your neck.

“with milk bread.”

you felt his lips form a smile against your skin, and despite how you couldn’t see it, it felt more genuine this time.

#akaashi's is the shortest one despite him being my fav character T^T #imo oikawa's is the best in this one lol #ASDFGHJJDFGHJK RLLY HOPING THIS FIRST POST WILL DO WELL #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x y/n #tsukishima kei #tsukishima x reader #haikyuu tsukishima #akaashi keiji #akaashi x reader #haikyuu akaashi #oikawa tooru #oikawa x reader #haikyuu oikawa #★ ── asha.writes

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kairismess · 5 months

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❝THE SMELL OF BLUEBERRY PIE.❞

🏐 genre: fluff ~~~ ✒️ word count: 1,000 💭 summary: kageyama is a sucker for your pastries, and to have you give him a delicious treat made by you on his special day after school, in front of the rest of the first years... you make him want to melt and squeeze your cheeks out of embarrassment. 🫐 happy birthday to tobio kageyama my son !!

'dammit, i'm hungry,' thought the setter as he walked home with the rest of the first years on the team. kageyama was stuck in his own head, thinking of what to eat as an after school snack this time around. it wasn't that he usually thought about these things too often, rather, he felt like he wanted to change something up about today because... today was his birthday.

he didn't tell anybody on the team, much less hinata, who'd make a big fuss over him finally being the same age as them all and being teased for being the baby of their ensemble. surprisingly, yamaguchi had suggested they all go to this nice little hole in the wall cafe that kageyama frequented often, only when he met you, since your parents owned the place and you worked there part time to help them out.

"hey, kageyama, doesn't your partner work the—" "another word, and i'm gonna slap the orange out of your hair, dumbass hinata." kageyama seethed as he glared down at the short tangerine haired boy, which he understood clearly and backed off, hiding behind yamaguchi and tsukishima, who honestly couldn't be bothered if the two of them began brawling and tearing each others' heads off.

as the group stepped into the cafe, they were greeted by the smells of assorted baked goods, snacks, and drinks... especially the scent of blueberries that wafted in the air. the sound of hurried foosteps and the clanging of assorted pans and pots rang in the kitchen in the back, and out came you, ready to take the customers' orders... your boyfriend's order for tonight.

"a-ah, tobio! and friends... wh-what can i get for you all tonight?" you asked in a sweet voice as you glanced over at kageyama, who caught your gaze at him, making his face flush in embarrassment and shyness and turn away from you, mumbling out he'd take whatever, and you were determined to make that "whatever" he ordered something spectacular for him for his special day.

after you had served the others' orders, you smiled at kageyama and whispered in his ear, "i have a surprise for you tonight, tobio." your whisper sent shivers up his spine, he always got flustered and ticklish by the ears whenever you did that, he kinda wished you'd do more often, though. "a... surprise?" he echoed, confused and a little anxious, but your little giggle and nod reassured him somehow.

after a little while, you came back with a cloche in your hands and revealed your surprise for your dearest: a blueberry pie that was freshly decorated, everything made by hand. it was difficult to make and took you almost two days to piece everything together, but you were more than happy to see how it turned out, even happier at the sight of kageyama's eyes shine while he blushed at the fact you went out of your way to make something so adorable and thoughtful for your little blueberry boy.

hinata and yamaguchi praised your culinary skills, while tsukishima teased kageyama for not being able to look you in the eye because of how flustered he was. "it's rude not to thank someone for a gift. what, is the king too proud to say thank you?" tsukishima jabbed, with kageyama immediately taking your hands in his, and in a loud, shaky voice and with a red face that made him look like a breed between a tomato and blueberry, kageyama thanked you from the bottom of his heart, all his voice coming from the depths of his lungs as he looked you in the eye, so shy and thankful for your gift.

you blinked and chuckled, smiling up at him sweetly. "anything for my tobio, i made it blueberries because... they reminded me of you. i hope you like it, love." you uttered, kissing his cheek, effectively freezing him in place as his face got hotter and he started to look more and more like a tomato because of how much of an effect your kindness and sweetness had on him.

needless to say, kageyama ate up the pie with happily and full of gratitude; hinata was annoyed he only got one serving, begging for you to please make him one for his birthday, with kageyama snapping at him that hinata was too shameless to ask you for such a thing when you went out of your way to make him one he didn't need to ask for. yamaguchi meanwhile praised you after tasting a slice of the pie, trying to mediate the squabble between kageyama and hinata at the same time, while tsukishima listened to music on his headphones and silently enjoyed his slice of pie, nodding in approval.

kageyama leaned over and whispered in your ear, now, while having his toned arm wrapped around your waist a little possessively. "hey... thank you, so much, love, for this. you're too sweet for me, you and this pie, but... you bring the right amount of sweetness in my life, the right amount of sweetness i need to keep going. thank you, love." kageyama awkwardly murmured to you in a low, husky voice, making you smile like a dork and get all bashful and shy, brushing off his compliments as he wrapped his arms around you, burying his face in the crook of your neck, trying to convince you that you're the best partner and pie maker there ever was, not caring if the others stared and made fun of you two, he'd beat them up tomorrow and whip them into shape during practice.

sure, the pie you made him was the most filling treat he's ever had... but you're the only treat with the sweetness he needs to find the goodness of his everyday life, you fill him up with so much love and joy, more than what he knows what to do with, and he couldn't be any more grateful than he is now that he has you, his beloved.

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ticklygiggles · 6 months

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I CLICKED THE WRONG BUTTON GOD DANG IT I'M SORRY I UNFOLLOWED YOU FOR A SECOND 😭😭😭

Anyway, I don't usually submit reqs to you bc I know how many you get and how busy you are and I hate to bug you, but I'm hoping if I'm speedy quick about it I might have a chance? 👉🏻👈🏻

Might I humbly ask for lee!kageyama, ler!hinata, and ribs as the tickle spot? Please feel free to pass if you're not up for it! Love your work, keep up the awesome, and have a good week! 💖

Hehe, don't worry! Not bugging at all, please don't say that! I humbly accept your request and I think you'd be happy to know that you were the second ask, yay! Thank you very much and have a good week yourself! And I hope you enjoy this!

“You were the one that said the winner could punish the loser however he wanted!” Hinata said a bit too eagerly, already straddling Kageyama’s hips to prevent him from escaping. Kageyama’s arms were trembling above his head, but he stubbornly tried to keep them up. “I mean… yes, but I didn’t think you’d want to tickle me!”

Hinata giggled and he raised his hands, fingers spread. “Ten seconds. I will tickle you for ten seconds. I’m sure tough Kageyama can stand it, huh?” Kageyama made a sound deep inside his throat that had Hinata laughing as he set the timer. “Only ten seconds. Get ready, I’m starting in one… tw- now!”

“You sahahAHAID THREHEHE!” Kageyama fought the overwhelming urge to pull his arms down as Hinata clawed at his ribs, starting from the lowest to the highest closer to Kageyama’s underarms, those that had him cackling with loud laughter and that Hinata loved to pay more attention. “I hahahate you so muhuhuhuch! Tihihickling is sohoho unfahahair!” Hinata giggled, tensing his legs around Kageyama’s body when he started to buck his hips. “If you keep complaining I will add five seconds more.” Kageyama shrieked, shaking his head. “NOHOHO! I’m sorry! I’m sohohohorry- ahahaha!”

“Okay, eight seconds left.”

“YOU LIHIHAHAHAR! I HAHATE YOU!”

#3 sentence fic #haikyuu!!#haikyuu!! tickling #kageyama tobio #hinata shouyou #ticklish!kageyama #tickle fic #mia's things #mia's drabbles

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lovelymessybubbly · 2 years

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hello tamadachi ! (*¯︶¯*) here’s something fun for you all in between requests. a handful of olddd drawings i dug up. these were from before i even considered sharing such things (//ω//) please enjoy !

(there are a few, how should i say, more “intense” scenes under cut (ノ*°▽°*) nothing nsfw but not quite as playful as what i try to stick to here. so please steer away if that is not your thing !!)

#tickling #ticklish!deku #ticklish!midoriya #ticklish!bakugou #ticklish!hinata #ticklish!nishnoya #ticklish!inosuke #ticklish!zenitsu #ticklish!kaminari #mha tickling #demon slayer tickling #haikyuu! tickling #fairy tail tickling #tamabijutsu

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quillscales · 5 months

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Nagito pressed his forehead between Hajime's shoulder blades, his eyelashes fluttering feather-light kisses on his skin. Being so close, he could smell the body wash Hajime used, and as he inhaled deeply, he caught the scent of coconut and ylang-ylang mixed with the tang of sweat.

His hand wandered along Hajime's sides, his fingertips barely ghosting the skin. It still felt surreal that he was allowed to touch Hajime like this.

His eyes lifted a little when he heard the sheets sliding; Hajime moved his head, resting it more comfortably on his arms. Nagito's hand drifted towards his hips, curving inward until his fingers were just inches away from Hajime's navel. There was a soft sigh, and he felt Hajime relax under him; it was hard not to preen at such an accomplishment.

He pressed his fingers a little firmer against Hajime's abdomen, rubbing and massaging the muscles there. This was a gift, truly, Hajime allowing him to put his hand on him once again. Nagito pressed his lips to Hajime's skin; it was barely a kiss, but it was a taste of what he wanted.

His hand slid upwards, tracing along the abs softly cushioned by a small layer of fat. Nagito was sure if he pressed harder, he would feel how firm they were, but he didn't stop trailing up toward Hajime's armpit.

Hajime stirred, "…Don't." was the soft warning he got. It seemed Hajime might be ticklish, and Nagito filed that away for later.

Nagito slowly rose, placing his hand on Hajime's shoulder blade as he sat back on his legs, careful to keep his weight off the man under him, though he was sure Hajime could handle it. He didn't weigh much, and Hajime had so much muscle.

He tapped his finger at the base of Hajime's neck and slowly dragged it down the faint scar he had been obsessing with since he noticed it.

By the time he reached the end, Hajime had stiffed up completely. Nagito removed his hands and looked away.

There was a beat of silence.

"…Ask," Hajime said cooly, his tone calm and detached.

Nagito bit his lip before shaking his head, though Hajime couldn't see that. "…I shouldn't." He whispered. It was something painful, Nagito knew, and he wasn't entitled to everything that was Hinata Hajime, even if he wanted it.

There was a desire to dissect him. To know him completely. To crawl into his skin and understand every aspect of his being.

#continued #fanfiction #fanfic #wip #danganronpa #komahina #nagito komaeda #hajime hinata

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𝓣𝓲𝓬𝓴𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓭𝓪𝔂 11: 𝓢𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓪𝓵

JESUS CHRIST IM SO FICKING BEHIND

I WANNA HAVE THEM ALL DONE BY HALLOWEEN SEND HELP

AINT NO GODDAMN WAY

LITERALLY 16 DAYS BEHIND

MORE THAN TWO WEEKS

anyways

Tags: @chrimsss @giggly-squiggily @ticklish-n-stuff @secret-weeb-account

—ngl this do have some tickles under the cut—

Similar to most teenagers, Kenma finds the most freedom to be found during the night time. His days are wasted away by schoolwork and volleyball practice, so he doesn’t always get the time for himself. How does he combat this issue? Staying up late as shit.

And yes, he knows just how bad this is for him. He’s heard the lecture from Kuroo hundreds of times.

Does he care?

No, Kirby comes first before his own well-being.

Right now, he’s having the most blissful sleep. The blinds were drawn and it was early morning. The setter smiled a bit, cuddling up to his blanket and sighing.

And as he’s known all of his life, all good things must eventually come to an end…

“Oh Kennnmaaaa,” a soft, cooing voice sounded from outside of the door of Nekonma’s room. “Time to wake up, sleepy sleepy.”

Oh how he recognized that voice instantly… the one voice—besides Kuroo— that he knew would convince him to get out of bed. Internal strife took over immediately. Does he get up? Ignore him? Pretend to still be asleep? Do the latter two until he actually goes back to sleep?

Option four sounds good.

Kenma sighed as he curled up to his pillow, breathing softly as satisfaction washed over him. He heard the door open gently, closing almost as softly as it had just opened.

“Kenmaaaaaa,” a whisper close to his ear sent chills down his spine.

‘Don’t move, don’t reply… he will leave’

He had to listen to his own advice, everything would be fine if- oh dear…

A hand started to rub up and down his back, letting its fingers claw a pattern on the way down. As soothing as it was, it was also so damn ticklish.

The blonde setter’s breath hitched every so often, body involuntarily tensing as he tried to pretend to be asleep. His lips were slowly contorting into a smile, so he slowly moved his head downward to hide his face.

“Good morning, sleepyhead. Did you have a good rest?” The softness of his boyfriend’s voice made him want to melt into the floor and stay there forever.

‘Stay strong… don’t reply… think how nice the sleep is.’

Kenma was doing a decent job of fooling his lover, so he thought. It took everything to not sigh in relief as fingers carded through his hair. He thought he was quite slick, but Hinata knew that the setter was just faking being asleep.

The hand in his hair retreated, instead taking refuge underneath his hoodie. The faux blonde’s tummy quivered a bit as fingers traced around it.

Breathy giggles left him, his forehead flat on his pillow.

“Kenmaaaa, wake upppp!” Hinata whined, tracing dangerously close to his boyfriend’s belly button.

A small snicker left the setter’s lips. His tummy tensed and untensed repeatedly as he giggled involuntarily. He gasped and squeaked a bit as a finger dipped into his belly button and wiggled.

“Oh? Is someone awake?”

“Nohohoho. Hihihinahahataha.”

“Good morning, Ken-Ken! How’d you sleep?”

“Ihihi wahahahahnnahaha gohoho bahahack-“

“Go back? Go back where?” Hinata’s teasing fingers worked up to the boy’s ribcage, eliciting a sweet squeal.

“tohoho behehed! Ihihi wahahas *snort* ihihihi wahahas cohohohozy!”

“Aww I’m sorry, but you have to get ready for the day. The sun’s out and saying ‘oh wow! What a great day to play some volleyball!’ Can’t you hear it?”

“Shohohoyohoho! Tihihihicklehehes!” The faux blonde whined as he covered his face with his hands. “Lehehehet mehehehe sleehehep!”

A sweet smile graced the orange-haired boy’s features as his gentle tickle attack slowed to a halt. He switched to a soft tracing on his lover’s stomach. “Okay, okay, we can give it another hour. You’re too adorable to deny.”

“Oh god, you cheeseball, I’d rather have you tickle me than listen to you talk like that.”

“Oh yeah? Are you sure?”

“Wait- no- no- Shoyo- I d-dihihihidnt mehehehean- nohohoho!”

So much for his cozy sleep…

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