#Kanene's requests

[oliviaischillin1204]

👀 Just saw u doing the 3 sentences thingy and 👀👀 If you feel like writing a bit of Patton + Roman + Neck I would be 👀👀 looking directly at it 👀👀

Roman knew this wasn't what Patton was expecting: to have Roman pull him into his lap, chests pressed against each other with only their thin sleep shirts between them, and to feel Roman's lips and teeth brushing teasingly against his throat before he could even say anything.

The creative side smiled, feeling just a bit more wicked than normal, as the realization hit Patton full force, along with the devastatingly ticklish sensations on his adorably sensitive neck.

Still, when Roman finally pulled away a few minutes later, the only response Patton would give was his gasping giggles, face buried in Roman's shoulder with his neck still obviously on display, and Roman knew that his partner wanted nothing more than for him to dive right back in, teeth first.

[kanene-yaaay]

A fic preferably with some lee basil

Nah

[carrie-tate]

You know what?

That's what!

That's right, this blog has grown to such a significant level, can you imagine? There are 1000 of you gathered here...

People, what are you doing here xD?

God, this... This is such a significant number, I can even give a speech about everything that I have been through during this time (about two and a half years, by the way!)

And I will!

Let me start by saying that this blog has been through a lot.

Periods like my first requests, when I scored my first hundred. Or for the second time when I was taking requests, when it was a period of creating a bunch of drawings (particularly based on Percy Jackson, btw, lol)

But the times when I get carried away and create characters stand out even more clearly.

For example, to ship them with a canon character

For example, Thea and Cilan, one of the longest-running couples on this blog, and one of the most affectionate. I even drew a comic based on them, and it all ended in one chapter >x'D

Or Chris and MMK, a couple from a completely unpopular fandom like Kaitou Joker, whose dynamic I still find most lively and exciting!

Although some of my characters were not created for romance

For example, Kasumi, my beautiful girl from Mob Psycho 100, who personifies my behavior in college now, which is even funny, because when I created her, I just wanted to be like her.

And yes, obviously, there are many more characters that I showed here, and maybe you remember them. But listing them would take so much time, and I need to move on.

Here I met wonderful people!

And I still communicate with many, and everyone is extremely dear to me! I just want to say thank you to everyone!

@caelums-fate @soft--dragon @sonartf @mochirizu @candyheartedchy @kanene-yaaay-o-retorno @randommusicalfluff @rand0m-s1nner @birbliophile @fluffy-ami @aviafoil @otomiyaa and more more more!

No matter how long we communicate, you are extremely dear to me, and thank you for being here with me! You are wonderful people! And even people I haven’t talked to, but regularly like my work, I recognize your nicknames and avatars and appreciate you too! Thank you!

This blog was created in 2021 by fifteen-year-old me who was drawing at SAI and had absolutely no idea that Tumblr would be a part of her life. Just a hobby.

And I even disappeared for almost a year, and really started working on this blog by the spring of 2022.

I slowly developed, took requests, became bolder, talking about the topic of tickle and sharing my thoughts. And looking at my old posts... I feel both funny and a little ashamed of my inexperience. But I understand that this is part of the way I grew up. And this is good.

So now I'm better than before. A lot happened. I graduated from school and entered college. I cut my hair and started wearing glasses more often. Became more open and less shy. I, one might say, took a couple of useless fandoms under my wing, drawing tickle content on them. I treasure every comment with gratitude that such drawings have finally appeared for this or that fandom (mp100, pjo, Wild Kratts, etc.), I carefully keep in my heart.

I think if the young me of 2021 saw me now, she would be proud... And that's a nice thought, you know?

Just what else I want to say...

I can’t get tired of saying thank you to this place for every memory and emotion that it gave me. Thank you so much for being here with me, you are all just wonderful, bright people, whose support I value in my hectic life!

[fluffyskies]

This request is for the lovely @kanene-yaaay ! :3

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Watch Kanen Wealth Administration: Actual Good Meals Rejects Board-Illustration Request - MarketWatch News

[tiklart]

Thanks for the tag, love 🥹💕 currently waiting for my train, so I got some time 🙃

❤️newest Obsession: FREAKING RICK AND MORTY I LOVE THEM THAT SHOW IS EVERYTHING - I will die on this hill and yeahh… that’s it (my life is empty)

🎥Last 3 movies I watched and what I thought of them: I ALSO WATCHED THE SHARK MOVIE LMFAO

1. Peanut Butter Falcon = that movie was so freaking good I recommend 100% WATCH IT

2. I rewatched all the high school musical movies while being zonked 💅 Devine experience, would also recommend

🎶 three songs I discovered recently and love:

- Beautiful Boy/ Downstream by Rowan Drake

- come through by Rui & Voluptuöus

- I wait for you by Alex_g_offline

📺 currently watching: RICK AND MORTY, Bojack Horseman uhhhhh and psyche

📖 currently reading: A thousand splendid suns

😍 currently looking forward to: finishing my exams 🙃 and getting back into ArtFight

✅ recently finished: the shadow of the gods (book) - really epic fantasy read and also Bojack Horseman (I’m just rewatching it now 🥲)

💌 Something to share: imma start working on requests after I finish my exams 🤝 I see all of you I CANT WAIT FOR MY BREAK RAHHHHH

Tag List: @kanene-yaaay @happyandticklish @hypahticklish @xolliwritez @sleepysheepytea

No Pressure ofc!! Hope yall are doing well :)

Catching up (Tag Game)

Ive been a bit on and off and felt like making a tag game so here's one to catch up on each other's interests and hyperfixations! Answer the 10 questions and tag 5 people. No pressure ofc!

@fluffandgiggles @ppystkposts @crazy-as-a-jaybird @blobbirobbi @kusuguricafe + everyone who wants to join! **edit + everyone who received a notification from when I tried to tag 10+ people and the tumblr post broke 😂

❤️ Newest obsessions: Dungeon Meshi, probably has been clear.. and capybaras. Taylor Swift not very new but refueled obsession since seeing the eras tour concert!

🎥 Last 3 movies I watched and what I thought of them:

Inside Out 2 - CRYING SOBBING LOVING IT SO MUCH

The Parent Trap 1998 rewatch - Still golden fav, one of my guiltiest pleasures

Sous la Seine / Under Paris - Love a good shark movie but thought this was mediocre smh. the ending was cool tho hahaha

🎶 3 songs I discovered recently and love:

Peggy - FEMININE RAGE

Spencer Sutherland - Alive

HOYO-MIX - Interstellar Journey

💘 Newest fav ships: Falin x Marcille , Chilchuck x Senshi, and Laios x Kabru all from Dungeon Meshi!!!

📺 Currently watching: The Apothecary Diaries, Wind Breaker, House of the Dragon, Pokemon Johto Journeys (rewatch), FMA Brotherhood (rewatch), Mushoku Tensei S2 (might drop it)

📖 Currently reading: Dungeon Meshi manga, Define the Relationship manhwa, XXX Buddy manhwa (both manhwas on hold but I'll continue reading soon!)

🎮 Currently Playing: Fortnite, Minecraft, Genshin Impact (haven't played since Cyno story quest tho), Zelda Tears of the Kingdom (on hold), Yakuza 0, Zelda Skyward Sword, Hogwarts Legacy, note: I kinda dropped all mobile games but I'm really considering starting love & deepspace again hmmm.

😍 Currently looking forward to: New Fortnite update, Genshin Natlan update (even though I have to catch up on the previous ones lol), the new Deadpool movie, Blue Lock movie (seeing it this week!)

✅ Recently finished: Kaiju No. 8 (anime), other than that no books, manga, games or shows. All still in progress lol.

💌 Something to Share: I'm glad to see people are enjoying the x reader drabbles and I'm motivated to work on them faster when I can! Thanks everyone for your patience.. T-T

[kisstheassassins]

Hi there😊May I request a HC with Connor and SO who is an assassin in The Tyranny of King, but in this SO doesn't remember him when he finds her in the same prison as Kanen'tó:kon hanging by her wrists being tortured by a bluecoat(similar to what happened to Leliana in DA Inquisition). Also she would the same person he originally knew, but cold & kind of emotionless. Not to mention she wouldn't trust him either. Lol sorry that got dark, but thank you for taking the time to read this!

I hope this is to your liking 😊

Also im using (p/n) as your preferred pronouns.

The two men had finally been liberated from the prison they were held in, but Kanen had one last thing to do here before he could finally leave.

There they were at a four-way cross section of the jail, with Kanen looking around at each hallway as if he were trying to remember something.

"What is it?" Ratonhnhaké:ton asked his friend; his hand was pulling on Kanen's arm to make him hurry, but he pulled away.

"We cannot leave yet," the other man says, running down one of the halls. If Connor hadn't trusted his friend he would have gone the other way, but he follows close behind.

They find themselves at a closed door, and behind it a voice can be heard. It's cold and harsh, and upon creaking the door open Kanen realizes its not just one person, but two. You hang by your wrists from the ceiling by chains, feet barely hitting the floor as you gasp for each breath.

"I know that there were more of you," the guard says harshly. He has some sort of blunt weapon in his hand to strike you when he thinks you're either lying, or doesn't like the answer you give him. Your face is bloodied and bruised.

"Beat me all you want," you growl, "I'm not saying a damn thing. You and your false King can rot in hell."

Your voice rang through Ratonhnhaké:tons ears like a cannon firing just beside him. His breath quickens as he and Kanen rush in just before the guard strikes you, startling him.

However, before they can reach him your legs wrap around his neck tightly, using your chains to lift you up and choke the man with your limbs. You apply more pressure with each passing minute, and eventually jerk your hips sideways to result the sound of his neck snapping. His body slumps to the floor, as well as your legs. You're exhausted.

Kanen moves the dead body to the side and searches for the key while Ratonhnhaké:ton looks you over. He's still trying to process that he even found you, let alone in this prison. And the state of you; it made him sick to see you so beaten. He always promised to protect you and to prevent this type of thing.

"Took your bloody time," you say, an exasperated smile gracing your lips. Kanen unlocks the braces one by one, and Ratonhnhaké:ton helps you stand when each hand is free. You can't help but fall to the floor, and he helps you down gently. Kanen kneels on the other side of you.

"I don't particularly enjoy leaving my friends behind," he says. You rub your wrists and wince at the pain; no doubt these bruises would be here a while.

Your eyes meet the other man's, suspicion building up the more he stares. His eyes are soft and his mouth is partially open like he wants to say something.

"Friend of yours?" you ask, looking up at Kanen. He nods.

"More like a brother. This is Ratonhnhaké:ton."

You both lock eyes again, and a sense if warmth and familiarity fill your chest. It confuses you; you know you have never met this man in your life, so why are you so..... fuzzy?

You nod at him in greeting.

"(Y/n)," you say, and even though he knows it, he smiles to you anyway.

Kanen and Ratonhnhaké:ton help you stand up and keep you close to support your legs, as it was somewhat difficult to walk after the beatings you received.

"Go on ahead," Ratonhnhaké:ton says, "I'll help (p/n)."

With just you two now following a ways behind Kanen, Connor has a close grip on you and you can't help but notice how closely he watches you. You don't have to look to know, but you can feel his eyes on you.

You try to break the wall with small talk.

"Thanks for doing this," you say, "uh.... " A laugh escapes you. "Sorry, I don't know how to say your name."

He knew it was coming, but he played a long.

"What would you like to call me then?" he asks softly. Your eyes meet his once again and you chuckle.

"My mentor," you begin, "he had a son. Died when he was only six." A pause. "Is Connor okay?"

The man smiles and nods, fixing his grip on your back. You fall in closer to him as your legs are still weak.

"It's perfect," he chuckles, but you weren't able to feel how his heart ached and yearned for you at that moment. "How about we get out of here, hm?"

-----

Benjamin Franklin had been attending to your wounds on your hands and wrists, while the other two who saved you leaned over a table discussing their next move for the revolution over Washington. You can't help but stare at Connor and wonder why he felt so familiar to you, but you never met the man.

"Something bothering you, (y/n)? " Ben asks. You keep your eyes focused.

"How come I've never met Connor," you say. Your friend looks to where you are looking.

"You mean Ratonhnhaké:ton?"

Your eyes glance to Ben and then back.

"We settled on Connor since I can't pronounce his name," you say.

Ben finishes up wrapping the bandages around the cut on your palm, watching you wince as he tucks the fabric in.

"Well," he begins, "I don't think Kanen'tó:kon expected to find his friend here in the midst of all this. He went to war with Washington even before Ratonhnhaké:ton and his mother did."

You sit up off the table and pulls your sleeves down over your bandages.

"Do you trust him?"

"He's been very helpful so far," he states, "in fact, I believe he's done more for us in the past week than we have in a month. I dont think you have anything to worry about."

----

A brief war table meeting later, and everyone has departed to complete their duty for the day, leaving you to rest and Connor to go over what he had missed over the past few weeks. You find yourself beside him staring at the wall of photos and drawings that you and your colleagues had collected for evidence and tracking. Connor stares up at Washington, eyes malice and eager to find the man.

"You seem to have a personal vendetta with him," you say, more so than we do."

Connor looks to you and then back at the wall, exhaling sharply.

"He has done a lot of harm and damage to my people, as well as the rest of the world. My home was burned, my people enslaved."

He stops a moment to collect himself and take a deep breath, almost preparing himself for what he had to say next.

"He... murdered my mother. My father."

You swallow the lump in your throat; people were lucky enough to survive Washington's wrath, let alone escape it. A majority of those here weren't so lucky.

"I'm sorry," you say softly.

A few moments pass and you can't help but stare at him, that feeling familiarity hitting you dead in the chest again. Your palms are sweaty too, you notice, and you're chewing the inside of your cheek. Connor glances your way and turns his head when he sees you.

"What?" he says. You exhale sharply.

"Are you sure we haven't met before?" He shakes his head. "I feel like I've seen you before and its driving me mad."

Connor shifts in his spot, thinning his lips and staring at you, waiting, as if he wanted to speak. But he doesn't. Instead he watches you get closer.

"I don't normally trust people so easily," you say, "but seeing Kanen being so open and close to you, I feel like I can too. Don't take me the wrong way Connor, but you feel real familiar to me and I don't know why."

He smiles sheepishly, memories if you flooding his mind back in.... his original world. All of this surely had to be a nightmare.

"Perhaps we should work together," he begins, "see where this goes from here."

You smile at him and he does the same for you, making you chuckle. You pat his arm and make way upstairs; he is in close pursuit.

He prayed to his ancestors nothing happened to you after this.

[skribblz]

Could you do Lee!Ojiro with someone you choose? I just want a wagging tail 😭💖💖💖

thank you for the first request since the reopen! the wagging tail idea is so cute!! I also wanna give back to the writers that contribute so much amazing content to our community, so I’ll be sprinkling in some art based off of their work!!! 

inspiration: @kanene-yaaay’s fic <3

[flames-tstuff]

Kanene. Lovely, sweet, beautiful @kanene-yaaay who has never done me wrong. I am SO sorry that this took me literally like 4 months to get out. I don't know why it's so hard for me to fulfill requests 😅 And I'm so sorry to those of you whose requests I STILL havent gotten to. Anyways, now that that's out of the way...

LEE 👏 LEO 👏

I completely agree with your headcanon that Leo is the camp tickle monster and is a total gremlin about it XD

Piper was the most obvious ler for me. I love these two's relationship so much--sometimes I forget that they're technically step-siblings, and to Piper, Leo is like "the annoying little brother she never had".

It's been so long since I've drawn some of the pjo/hoo characters, so thanks for the prompt!

[ao3feed-izuku-midoriya]

I promise I am doing my best!

I promise I am doing my best! by Kanene yaaay

Smol fic I wrote with the Sentence Starter [“I promise I am doing my best!”]

Hitoshi is stuck. Midoriya, as a good friend, tries to help. Emphasis on 'try'

Words: 290, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 7 of Tickly Requests

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Shinsou Hitoshi

Relationships: Midoriya Izuku & Shinsou Hitoshi

Additional Tags: Tickle fic, Lee Shinsou, Ler Midoriya, Ticklish Hitoshi, playful tickling, Look at them being SILLY KIDS doing SILLY THINGS and not worrying about war at all, Also feat Shinsou's capture weapon, Rip da sleepy boi, tickle, Tickling, Sfw tickling

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39331134

[ivy-plays]

MASTERLIST

Rules: <-my rules listed in the link.

I'll wright for the fallowing fandoms:

AVATAR: I will write for the main cast of both movies whether or not there platonic permanently depends on the character .

°Jurasic World(Owen Grady)

° fnaf: All characters as of now.

° BNHA : Deku, Bakugo, Shoto, denki, Kirishima, Mina, Aizawa ,Hawks , Mirkro

° Genshin Impact : Aether, Kaeya, Diluc, Beidou, Kazuha, Thoma, Xaio, Zhongli, Albedo ,Venti

° Danganronpa: Depends on ask.

° Demon slayer: Tanjiro, Inosuke, Zenitsu, Nezuko(Platonic only) Giyu, Rengoku, demon moons, Mitsuri, Uzui and his wives

° FF7 Remake: Cloud,Tifa, Zack (platonic only) Biggs

° The Outsiders: all of the main cast (pony and Johnny platonic only)

° Aot: Levi, Eren, Mikasa, Hange

°Star wars the clone wars.: Anakin, Obi-Wan, Ashoka (platonic) Rex, Cody, Fives, Kanen + Hera , Ezra

Helluva Boss/Hazbin Hotel: Blitzø, Moxie,Millie, Stolas, Alastor, Octavia, Loona, Ozzy+ fizzaroli

° stranger things: Billie, Eddie, Steve, Robin , the main kids(platonic only) Johnathan

Feel free to request things!! Request will be where the majority of my story's will come from!

[ao3feed-bakusquad]

Shhh! You gotta be quiet!

Shhh! you gotta be quiet! by Kanene yaaay

Quick, soft scenario with the sentence starter ["Shhh! you gotta be quiet!"]

Aoyama has a nightmare and Sero takes upon his hand to help him feel better again

Words: 265, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 8 of Tickly Requests

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Aoyama Yuuga, Sero Hanta

Relationships: Aoyama Yuuga & Sero Hanta

Additional Tags: Fluff, Comfort, cheer up tickles, Cute, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, tickle, Tickling, Sfw tickling, Ticklish Aoyama, Lee Aoyama, Ler Sero

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39331329

[kanene-yaaay]

Ooh, requests are open??

Could I request a fic of Moon (FNAF) being a playful/teaser ler with male (or neutral) reader? I haven't been able to find many of him 🥺 👉🏻👈🏻

No worries if not tho 💜

~🌘

I give up from trying to write mini-fics sdfghjdfghj I got really excited with this because!! It's been such a long time since I wrote a xreader fic and I never tried to make it a tickle fic before so yaaaaay! I really hope you like this! <33

I went for the neutral gender reader. Around 3.000 words. Can be viewed as platonic or romantic. No proofreading so some parts can be a bit confusing. Have a nice week :D

[~*~]

“Are you having fun, yet?”

The sudden raspy, robotic voice probably would scare you if it wasn’t the third time Moon questioned the same thing, his voice coming upwards and not so far away from your spot, showing that he decided to test the metallic cabs this time. You sighed, half exasperated, half amused as you took another sharp turn, ducking behind and under a few tunnels from the playground in hopes of throwing him out of your back. Finally opting for crouching under a yellow slide, you squinted at the animatronic as he headed the opposite direction of your hidden spot, trying to not step on a bunny plushie forgotten there - probably another squeaky toy, those seemed to be appearing just about everywhere these days. - Maybe Moon’s heat vision was malfunctioning? You made a mental reminder to come back to this later after all the tests were over.

Of course, if your superior knew that the way you both decided to conduct the tests to see if his new updates were running smoothly and correctly was through a series of games that somehow came to a heated Hide and Seek in the dark, you knew you would be listening a lot from her. However, how could you shut down Moon’s excitement by forcing him to repeat previously cataloged movements and answer thousands of redundants questions about ‘Are you having any problems staying still in the air? Spin non stop for one minute. Are you having any problems to stay still now? Spin non stop for two minutes changing from going from left to right and vice versa at every twenty seconds. Are you hav-’.

Yeah, you couldn’t exactly blame the petulant scoff that left the calmer daycare attendant when he read the first page of the tests, just as you couldn’t find in yourself any regrets for letting you to be dragged to his shenanigans when that gaze - usually so bored or tired - stared at you with a new chaotic light.

That is how you ended up in this situation, eyes following the blue form of Moon as he moved across the play area with his new suspension cabs, jumping on the playground to look inside the tunnels and around the climbing structure before floating in the air with a few pirouettes, probably enjoying the feeling of the exciting freedom that came with his new update.

The new system was created in an attempt to attract more kids and make Moon an even more visually more appealing character for the younger ones - who would, as consequence, convince their parents to spend more and more in marketables and tickets on the Daycare - since they have been receiving complaints from clients of how much ‘strict’ and ‘uncaring’ - especially for the kids who refused to respect the, as Moon himself proclaimed, sacred Nap Time - the night themed animatronic was with the children.

It was kind of sad, really, that those guardians focused so much on Sun's excited and energetic demeanor and declared that was the only one personality fitted to take care of kids. How they ignored the way Moon would create a schedule every day before the shopping opened so every kid would have a chance to choose a book to read during storytime, how they failed to notice the way he would make different voices for each character even when changing the tune and timbre of his chatterbox didn’t came naturally to him, or even his careful and kind - even if a bit sharp around the edges - actions was when the young ones had a nightmare and he immediately went to comfort them. Just a bit more of attention, or mayhaps just care, and any parent would see how a few shy kids, when the daycare was about to close and guardians waited in a fan of emotions to pick their child and take them home, shuffled closer to Moon and tugged his clothes, thanking him for spending time with them or handing back his noise canceling headphones.

Instead, plenty of clients and even employees kept throwing annoying comments, trying to jab an inexistent rivalry between both of the daycare attendants, receiving back a witted answer from nighthemed robot or an overly excited passive aggressive comment from the day themed one, who would never pass a chance to protect his brother.

So, yeah, you’re not about to deny him a few more minutes having fun with his new update

Besides, the prospect of being able to grab insufferable, careless guardians who shouted complaints at the flickest, stupidest things and throw them far away would be good for Moon’s general health, you’re sure. Not that he would ever do that - or at least you hoped he wouldn’t. Way too much paperwork to even be worth it, - but the fact that he would be able to could bring the true peace to his grumpy heart.

Going back to the present, a quiet chuckle left your mouth as you wrote down a few observations on almost the finished paper you needed to hand to your superior on the next day. Hopefully the support team wasn’t going to have too much work to make the necessary corrections you pointed out. If everything kept occuring well, the daycare attendant would have his new mean of transport in no time.

A cold feeling ran down your spine.

You couldn’t hear the metallic clicking sound of the animatronic moving around anymore.

Mentally cursing your distraction you moved just the slightest from your hiding spot, just to be able to take a better look at your surroundings, a strange chill running across your bones. There was always a strange sensation of electricity and wariness that accompanied childish objects when they were bathed by darkness and complete silence, an aspect that plenty of horror movies liked to play with and that had some scenes of the said ones start to play in front of your eyes. You wrinkled your nose, perhaps you should tune down the whole watching scary movies for a bit.

Another chill danced in cold waves across your nerves, leading the hair in the nape of your neck to stand and an invisible force to turn your head upwards, almost colliding with Moon’s face, which dangled - just like the rest of his body - a few centimeters above you. Even if he didn’t have the need to breathe, you could almost be sure a puff of air hit your features when the aforementioned opened his mouth, a pleased grin on his face.

“Found you. ~”

Things happened way too fast after that.

A blink and you stumbled to be in your feet.

A blink and the animatronic had to quickly retreat to not be headbutted.

Blink. You were running, excited giggles filling the air. Blink. You heard a soft ‘thump’ behind you, followed by quick footsteps. Blink and you impulsioned yourself forward, fuelled by the sinister snickers that got closer and closer to you.

Blink and something made you lose your ground.

A high pitched squeak echoed as your body fell to meet the cold floor of the daycare, your eyes catching a glimpse of something rubbish for a piece of seconds.

Those fucking cursed squeaky toys-

Before your body could hit the ground, however, a pair of hands firmly held your sides, fingers pressing on the spot in order to pull you back to a standing position with no further nor hidden intention, only a helping action to prevent a friend to so said one wouldn’t have to deal with an injure in the end of the shift.

Your nerves, on the other hand, didn’t quite understand the whole ‘just helping a friend’ ordeal, probably a indirect consequence of having so much adrenaline running high in your veins, and the moment those cold fingers found your waist and lightly squeezed it, a ticklish shock exploded across your frame and another squeak floated in the air.

His reaction was immediate.

“Are you injured?” Suddenly his touch was much lighter, fingers tapping the flesh with care, previously game already forgotten as a buzzing sound behind you showed that Moon was using his scanner to look for any bruising. It would be very sweet, really, to see such grumpy animatronic being so gentle. If all the gentleness and worrying didn’t make his touch so soft it left a trail of tickly tingles blossoming and spreading in spirals across your torso.

A wobbly tune took over your lips. Oh, no.

“I-it’s nothing!” Your voice trembled a bit when his fingertips pressed your lowest rib, tapping from left to right over and over again in a methodical manner. A part of your soul thanked the small mercies of life for Moon not being able to sense the warmth growing stronger in your face when a spot that was way too close to your belly had you letting out a quiet gasp and squirming away from the offending hand. “Really. It’s, it’s totally fine!”

“You know you shouldn't be moving around if you are hurt, independently of the gravity of the bruising.” He huffed in exasperation, ignoring your words and letting his other hand adjust its grip so it could still hold you in place as he focused on his analysis. You had to use all your strength to not shy away from the check up, and it definitely didn’t help that he kept poking and poking your ribcage in totally random patterns. Was he looking for cracked ribs? How did he think you could possibly get cracked ribs from playing hide and seek? “You should have warned me the moment you got the injury. Just wait until I tell this to Sun, he will get your ass.”

“Watch your f-fucking language.” You chided him halfheartedly, an old joke you both had and which none could quite recall when it started. “We need to finish your tests, come ON!”

Your hand flied to your mouth the moment the giggle came out, trying to unsuccessfully muffle it. For a second, everything became quiet.

Moon’s faceplate clicked, slowly turning to stare at you, his index finger and thumb pinching your side again only to be gifted with the same reaction. Your other hand latched on his wrist, trying to push it away from the ticklish spot, knowing very well there was no possibility that he didn’t put the pieces for the puzzle together with the way a smile peaked from behind your hand. There was no way of this being possible, but you could almost swear you saw a glint of mischievousness gleaming on his eyes.

“Oh my, oh my…” His chuckles were quiet and low as he got closer, his head bobbing from one side to another just like he always did when he was feeling playful. “You wouldn’t happen to be a bit… sensitive, would you, human?”

You felt more than saw his hands becoming claw-shaped before starting to slowly - incredibly, unbearably slowly - spidering upwards, fingertips spreading wide enough to vibrate on the ribs and in between them. Giggles began to shake on your chest, pilling up as he found a rather sweet spot right in the back of your highest ribs.

“What, no answer?” You shook your head and tried to at least keep your composure by shoving your face on your shoulder and stop staring at those piercing gaze. Moon only tilted his head, searching for your eyes again while pulling you closer, his hands worming their way under your arms. “Aww, and why not? Is someone quiet all out of sudden because I discovered a little tickly tickly ticklish secret?” His fingertips pressed a bit more firmly on the skin, scratching and scribbling on the spot. “Hm? Are you feeling a bit shy right now? Because I discovered that you’re a very wiggly-wiggley giggly bug? Hm? Is that it?”

You attempted to push him away again, squirming and feeling titters escaping from your tight pressed lips when he easily followed your movements, way too much excited with his new discovery to let you escape so easily with your halfheartedly struggles.

"Come on, you know you will feel much better if you just let yourself go and laugh your heart out. Here," in a blink he twisted the hand you were holding to, bending the metallic joints unnaturally and making you let go before he turned the tables and got a gentle grip in your own hand, pulling it above your head. "I will even be nice with you and leave your poor, defenseless armpit alone for now! Instead, my fingers are going to be having a little walk riiiight here…" he tapped your palm, "and only when I finish this path I will give this sensitive spot riiight here" a quick poke on your underarm fished a muffled yelp "some attention. Sounds good?"

Maybe it was the previous adrenaline talking louder, leaving your nerves jittering and a sensation that you could take anything. Maybe it was because it's wasn't often you saw Moon being so playful and it's been a time since you had so much fun. The thing is, suddenly you found a fire sparking in your soul, flames and determination filling your actions as you turned to stare at the daycare attendant with a grin, lips parting, words flowing and:

"I am not even ticklish."

Note to self: maybe coming up with a good, defying answer when your fuzzy brain is still bewildered by phantom sensations is not the best of the ideas.

Moon only seemed to get more joyful with the challenge, his deep chuckles now shaking his entire frame. "Not ticklish? Is that right?" He made a show of wiggling his fingers in the air just a few inches from your side - barely touching, barely grazing - and feigning an attack just to pull himself back when you squirmed, a snort flying in the room.

Your eyes locked again. You gulped and shook your head, because how much worse could this get. "No. Not ticklish at all."

"So there wouldn't be any problem if I decided to explore a little bit, yes?"

"We should call it a day. My shift already en-" The protest was cut by Moon placing his index finger on your wrist teasing the spot there with a few scribbles before moving on to your forearm, drawing shapes and leaving spirals on every inch of skin available.

It was such a soft feeling, so light and simple and it should be illegal the way it left tickly shocks spreading across your nerves and it seemed to make your entire torso ten times more ticklish.

Involuntary, you felt the smile in your face grow bigger.

"Ohohoho, I had an idea! Since we're having so much fun we should play a game. ~"

He stopped by your elbow, giving it a special attention.

"Are you not going to ask me what game it is? Aw, such a pity. It's a very famous thing with all the young humans and, well, I even considered giving you your freedom if you won it. But it doesn't matter now! I think I will have to settle for tormenting those tiny helpless spots, then." The animatronic poked your belly button, making your legs wobble a little. "Your knees seem a bit lonely… maybe we can fix it."

"Wait, no!" With a shove you managed to get out of his grip, quickly putting a few steps between you and that hoarse, teasy voice that continued to whisper next to your ear. You both remained frozen, pretending to ignore the few giggles that succeeded in slipping from your mouth. Moon tilted his head, wiggling his fingers in your direction. "No. You mentioned a game. What is it?"

He beamed, eyes shining in a trickery playfulness. "It's rather easy, you see. One of my brother's favorites, actually. All you need to do is keep your arms up while the bomb is tickling, oh, I mean, ticking, and the moment it explodes all you have to do is just not laugh."

"If-" you snorted and bapped a hand of his away when it got too much closer. "If I win, then I am free to go and to get some revenge."

That made him stop, his head frozen in the middle of its bobbing, eyes squinting in suspicion.

You only grinned back at him.

"If I win," he said carefully, as if measuring the value of his words. "You will have to tell me your worst spot."

One million thoughts speeded through your mind, unhelpfully, as you analyzed your options.

“Deal.”

His grin came back at full force. With a fast spin your back collided with his chestplate (which was surprisingly soft for a robotic endoskeleton, did they put cotton between it and his clothes? It would definitely bring much more comfort for the kids when carrying them around) and he pulled your arms to lock fingers behind his neck.

“It won’t be too difficult for you, I presume. You’re not ticklish, afterall.” That damned low voice was back, right behind your ear, making a new wave of warmth blossom in your face. His fingertips pressed on your biceps. They were vibrating. That little cheater. “Remember: all you have to do is just not. laugh.”

Moon began to make a ‘chhh’ noise as his attack descended your arms, a muffled squeal trying to break your barriers when he added tiny sparks of electricity, really, really weak, just enough to hit the muscle and tickle like hell.

He stopped right at the top of your armpit.

You held your breath, arms trembling, squirming to protect the vulnerable spot.

“BOOM!”

But it was wasn’t the sudden noise breaking the previously quiet atmosphere that made you jump, it was the unfair, illegal, unjust, evil surprise attack on you hips, fingers drumming on the flesh and leading to a shriek to leave your lips, a buzzing raspberry being placed on your neck being enough to crumble your will and result in peals of laughter spilling freely from your barriers.

“CHEHEHEATER!”

“For not tickle-tickle-tickling your armpits, blushy toy? Let me fix this mistake, then.” And now there were hands digging on your underarms, poking and scratching and changing their target to your ribs or belly when you were just about to get used to the feeling, his excited giggles mixing with your snorts and squeals, dancing together in the air.

"Don't worry." He said, scanning you again and smiling a tad more softly when, just like his first scan, the results came back showing high levels of dopamine and oxytocin, not a trace of discomfort in your features as your loud laughter filled the daycare. "We will stay here for hours and hours until a certain Tickle Bug finally admits how ticklish and giggly they are. Now, let's have some fun."

[carrie-tate]

how about jason and percy having a tickle-off? whoever laughs the hardest loses :D

i suppose they're both the lee and the ler so feel free to do whatever you'd like with this!! may the best tickler win

As soon as I saw this request, I knew that it was PERFECT for our with @kanene-yaaay hcs that Annabeth and Piper would definitely argue about which of their bf is more ticklish someday.

There was definitely a dialogue between Jason and Percy when they were offered this "endurance test", in the style of

Jason "I'm afraid that..."

and Percy already with a twinkle of excitement in his eyes "Afraid that you'll lose?~"

And that's it, that all, guys, you signed your own sentence xD

[fluffyskies]

This was requested by @kanene-yaaay! Hope you enjoy! And please check out her awesome blog as well :3

#16- More giggles please!

Ler Patton, Lee Emile!

Patton had asked Emile if he wanted to hang out in his room to talk and play around a little bit.

"Hey wanna see this?" Patton asked

"See what?"

"This it's a scrapbook of all the others!"

"Oh cool"

Patton handed the scrapbook to Emile, he watched as he look through it.

"Wow Pat did you make this?"

"Yes I did" Patton said confidently

"It's really cute"

"Awe thanks Emmy! I want to have memories of my precious children"

Emile hands the scrapbook back to Patton and he puts it back where it was. When Patton turned back over to Emile he seemed like he staring off into space. So he waved his hand in his face to end his trance, but he didn't even blink. Then Patton noticed since he was laying down on his back his shirt was a bit pushed up, revealing some exposed tummy. Then he gave him a poke right there and didn't expect the noise that came out of Emile's mouth.

"Was that a giggle?" Patton asked with a smirk creeping its way on his face.

Emile cleared his throat "N-no I don't know what your talking about Pat"

"Ooooh I think you know what I'm talking about" smile turning feral. If this is the kind of game he wanted to play then so be it.

Emile tried sitting back up but only to be pushed right back down by Patton's hand.

"U-uh pat?" the side asked nevousy

"Yeeeees?" Patton answered as he straddled his hips.

"W-what are you gonna do?"

"Hmm, I wanna hear those sweet giggles" he said as he eyed his belly.

"Whahat?" Emile said already starting to giggle.

"Giggling already?" Patton chuckled. "Well I'm about to make you giggle even more~

Emile just looked up at Patton his smile was wide and wobbly, blush was bright all the way up to his ears, and his glasses went askew.

"Buuut the question is how to I make more?" Patton contemplated.

At about this time Emile was threw with waiting and pushed his shirt even more to reveal his tummy. He looked at Patton with pleading eyes because all that teasing had sent him into a lee mood.

"Awe such a good little lee" Patton cooed. "Alright your wish is my command".

With that Patton dove in wiggling his fingers on every exposed piece of flesh on Emile's belly. Sending him into hysterics, but whose complaining this is a perfect way to bond with each other.

[rosileeduckie]

Perceptive

The ones who know us most dearly have the greatest power to destroy us.

Shōji and Tokoyami spar with no ulterior motives. :) For @rebbelgirl21, who requested from the tickle prompt list #28, “Am I teasing you too much?” for Shōji and Tokoyami!

SFW. Potential warnings: none. My Hero Academia tickle fic.

Word count: 641

~*~

Shōji sat down heavily by the side of the training floor, taking long gulps from his water bottle with one hand and stretching the rest of his arms behind his back and then across his chest. He wiped sweat from his brow but couldn’t wipe the flush from his cheeks.

It was kind of funny, how quickly he’d become Class 1A’s resident tickle monster. It wasn’t inaccurate; having more limbs and a general quiet but friendly disposition lent themselves well to helping his friends brighten their days with big smiles. Some days, though, Shōji’s subconscious focus shifted from his hands and the fact that he had six of them for mischief up to his armpits, to the fact that he had six of them open to mischief. That mindset—and what came with it: being easy to fluster, jumpy, but also not as quick with defense—caused some detriment to Shōji’s other position in class as top or top 5 hand-to-hand combat training champion. That flip-side-of-the-coin mentality he had was funny, too, but admittedly more so to those who could use it against him than to him.

Tokoyami sat down beside his sparring partner, Dark Shadow curling up between them and purring, his Quirk’s blatant delight a stand-in for how big Tokoyami was trying not to grin. With the few close friends he had, Tokoyami wasn’t the best at opening up or reciprocating vulnerability. He would rather just notice things about someone rather than be told them; he thought his perceptive nature lent itself well to that. He and Shōji had been pretty mutually understanding in that regard. Shōji had seen that Tokoyami didn’t like hats but also hated being cold, so he’d gifted him a very warm and very stylish cowl. Tokoyami had seen that Shōji wasn’t comfortable being in public without his face mask, so the shadowy student always carried spares in his backpack just in case. Shōji had seen how agitated Dark Shadow got in settings that were too loud, so he readily lent Tokoyami his headphones and frequently shared with him interesting or calming podcasts to listen to. Tokoyami had seen that, while Shōji got some genuine joy out of tickling their classmates to cheer them up, the thought of being tickled himself had the power to send Shōji into a flustered tailspin he didn’t have to say he loved, so Tokoyami made good use of days like that to keep Shōji visibly blushing and smiling behind his mask.

“Am I teasing you too much?” Tokoyami said, taking a sip from his own water bottle.

Shōji suppressed a shiver at the memory of the sparring session they’d just finished, when he’d nearly been taken to the mat a dozen times for how often Tokoyami chipped at his defenses by sending Dark Shadow zooming across the mat just to whisper “tickle, tickle” in Shōji’s ear and nuzzle into his neck before retreating. “You’ll have to do much better than that to keep me from winning,” Shōji replied.

With a thoughtful hum, Tokoyami smiled. Shōji didn’t have to say he didn’t want to win, that he wanted much meaner teasing. Tokoyami could see it.

He could see it especially when he had Shōji pinned to the mat under him, could see the smile lines at the edges of his eyes and see his mask huff with laughter. Tokoyami’s hands latched onto Shōji’s ribs, fingers wiggling evilly and diving into his armpits when an opening presented itself, and Dark Shadow nuzzled the six-armed student’s belly and laughed along with him. Tokoyami could see how happy Shōji was, so he tickled and tickled and tickled him until he was a giggling, exhausted puddle on the mat. With the crooked smile and contentedly cuddled-up Quirk Tokoyami bore, he knew Shōji could see how happy he was, too, just to make him happy.

~*~

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