#Ticklish!Tamaki

[lovelymessybubbly]

i know i have not done this in almost a year, but the last time i created a comic it was a huge hit, so i am providing once again !! ☆*:.｡.o(≧▽≦)o.｡.:*☆ amazingly enough, this piece did not come from a lee host brainrot, but from a ler !! i had been wanting some ler hitachiin twins content for a bit; it was bugging me, so i have made this for you all. of course i still featured my darling and favorite host the princely type as the lee. please enjoy !!

[mushyblushyredhead]

Ticklish Tamaki, my beloved!! 🪶💜˚✧₊⁎ 。(*⁰▿⁰*)

[lovelymessybubbly]

oh my god the kiiisssss (੭ु˶˭̵̴⃙⃚⃘᷄ᗢ˭̴̵⃙⃚⃘᷅˶)੭ु⁾⁾~ this is so cute, it fed into my nostalgia just right

Mutual? {TamaHaru}

Oh anon, this was my first otp! ahh, i’ve never written for them before but it was so nostalgic to do so, i loved it! I hope you enjoy reading it, i hope it didn’t get too messy at the end

Summary: Tamaki and Haruhi are talking as Haruhi cleans the host clubs room, finally deciding to ask for help from the leader of the club and newfound crush.

Word Count: 1k (under the cut)

It was just after the host club had wrapped up, everyone had gone home for the day. That is, except Haruhi and Tamaki.

As Haruhi, who was still at the bottom of the hierarchy in the host club, swept the floor Tamaki kept her company, gabbing about this and that, and about all the girls he had wooed that day.

“That’s wonderful, Tamaki, but maybe instead of telling me all your fantastic stories you could help me clean up a bit?” Haruhi asked curtly.

Tamaki, who currently had his body laid out across one of the elegant couches the host club had, looked up at Haruhi with a look that could only be compared to that of a confused puppy.

It made Haruhi’s heart tighten slightly.

She had been feeling this way for a while, it hadn’t gone unnoticed by her, and she knew what it meant. What she was having a hard time with was grasping the fact that she had a crush on Tamaki Suoh of all people.

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[burningablaze]

Amajiki x Reader - A Little Request

A/N: I don’t even care if it’s a little bad, I’m just glad I got a fic done after MONTHS of not writing. Holy crap 😮‍💨

Summary: You get a surprise visit from Amajiki in your dorm room but he asks you for a little… thing

Lee: Amajiki

Ler: Reader

Words: 857

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It was a cloudy and chilly afternoon on UA Campus. Everyone was in their dorms, doing their own thing. You were in your dorm room, cleaning and organizing your room to the best possible. As you were in your room, you heard a knock on your door. You decided to approach the door cautiously, wondering who could be visiting you during such an ordinary afternoon. Upon opening the door, you were surprised to see one of your friends, Amajiki. Amajiki stood at the doorway with a small but hesitant smile on his face.

You smiled. “Hey, Tama, what’s up?” you asked and decided to let him in your dorm. Amajiki entered, looking a bit nervous as he took a seat on your bed. You could sense that he had something on his mind. You sat down on your bed next to him. “Is everything okay?”

“I… I wanted to talk to you about something,” he said softly, avoiding eye contact and blushing. “Yeah, sure, anything,” you said gently.

Amajiki hesitated for a moment before speaking up. “I was wondering if you could… do that thing?” he asked, lowering his head to hide his blushing face. You tilted your head to the side slightly.

“What thing, Amajiki?” you asked. “That… thing…” he said as he blushed more. It took a moment for you to figure out what he was ACTUALLY been asking for and you smirked slightly. “Oh, THAT thing.”

Hearing you say that made Amajiki blush more and he hid his face behind his hands. You chuckled and patted your lap. “Lay your head right here,” you said.

Amajiki whined softly as he positioned himself and rested his head on your lap. “So how do you want me to tickle you?” you asked as you ran your fingers through his hair.

He blushed more and slowly moved his shirt up to expose his belly without saying a word. You smiled and took one of his hands into your own, intertwining each other’s fingers. “Belly it is, do you want me to be gentle as usual?” you asked as you placed your hand on his belly and rubbed your thumb against his skin. He nodded with a flustered smile.

As gently as you can go, you glided your fingertips all across his belly. You can see his belly twitching and wiggling from your light touches.

Amajiki let out soft giggles and squirmed a bit but not trying to get away. You smiled as you traced tiny circles on the middle of his belly. “Aww, look at you go, Tama, smiling and giggling like that. This spot gets all the cutest squeals, doesn’t it?” you teased.

He blushed a deep shade of red and he giggled louder. “Ahahahahahahaha, Y/N, it tickles!” “Really? Wow, this must really suck for you then,” you smirked slightly and wiggled your fingers faster.

Amajiki covered his face with his hands as he wiggled side to side as you continued your playful assault on his sensitive belly. “Ahahaha, s-stop, please! I can't take it!” he cried out, his voice pitched higher with each passing second.

You grinned mischievously, relishing the sight of him completely unraveled by your tickling. "What's the matter, Tama? Can't handle a little tickle torture?" you teased, switching to using both hands to thoroughly explore his ticklish spots.

"Ehehehehehehe, Y/N, y-you're so mean!" he managed to squeak out between fits of laughter as he attempted to shield himself from your nimble fingers.

Delighted by his adorable reactions, you continued your playful onslaught, determined to coax out even more endearing giggles and squeals from the flustered young man. The sound of his infectious laughter filled the air, and you couldn't help but smile at how carefree and joyful he seemed at this moment.

After a little while longer, you finally stopped, leaving Amajiki a grinning, snickering mess. “Aww, did I wear you out, Tama?” you teased affectionately, gently brushing a few stray strands of hair from his flushed face. He looked up at you with a shy but content expression, his breathing still a little ragged from the tickling.

“That was a little mean with the teasing, Y/N,” he said. “Haha, I guess I did go a little overboard, didn't I?” you said with a smile. Amajiki’s cheeks flushed deeply as he nodded shyly, still trying to catch his breath.

“But… I did like it,” he admitted, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Seeing him so flustered and adorable only made you want to tease him more, but you decided to take pity on him for now.

Reaching out, you gently ruffled his purple hair, eliciting a soft hum of contentment from him. “Well, I’m glad you enjoyed it,” you said warmly. “Though maybe next time I’ll go a little easier on you, hmm?”

Amajiki nodded in agreement, his eyes sparkling with a newfound sense of comfort and trust. The two of you sat there for a moment, simply basking in each other’s company and the lingering joy of your playful encounter. It was in moments like these that you truly cherished the bond you shared.

[intheticklecloset]

Lucky Shinra Lure (Fire Force)

Summary: Tamaki's Lure kicks in, leading to Shinra and the others learning that she's ticklish. Once the situation is under control, he can't help but make her laugh a little himself.

A/N: This started out as a drabble waaaaay back in the day. Then earlier this year I started rewatching Fire Force and falling for Shinra x Tamaki SO MUCH and I just had to expand the story a little more. This is the result! Enjoy! ^^

Word Count: 1264

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“Don’t look at me!” Tamaki shrieked, covering up her chest as her Lure kicked in.

Shinra whirled to face the opposite direction immediately, putting his hands up to either side of his eyes and promising, “I’m not looking! I swear!”

Behind him, he heard Maki get out of her chair and hurry to help the younger girl. “Here, I’ve got you. Turn around.”

Shinra took a steadying breath, trying to ignore how his heart was pounding. Sure, he’d had the Lure kick in around him before – it had even made him do some things he never would have otherwise – but just the thought of being compelled to touch Tamaki without her consent had him panicking. He didn’t want to do it again.

His eyes drifted upward to find Arthur sitting unbothered at his desk, unmoved by the situation.

“Arthur!” he whisper-snapped. “Turn around! Show some respect!”

“I was already not looking,” the blonde muttered, keeping his eyes glued to the paper in front of him for once. “You’re the one who wanted to see—”

“Shut up!”

Behind him, Tamaki yelped out a giggle and cried, “Don’t do that! I’m ticklish!”

Everything came crashing to a screeching halt. Shinra fought to keep from turning around to look at the girls behind him, his heartbeat pounding even harder now.

Ticklish? Tamaki? That’s so cute, he thought, feeling his cheeks heat up in a blush. He frantically willed it away, shaking his head. Nope! Nope, absolutely not. Forget touching her without permission; touching her at all would make this crush even harder to bear. He couldn’t do it.

“Sorry,” Maki replied with a smile in her voice, “but I’m almost done. Can you hold still for just another second?”

Tamaki murmured an affirmative, and the room went silent for a moment as Maki finished helping her become presentable again.

“There, all done,” the older girl announced, allowing Shinra to breathe a sigh of relief as he shifted back into his original seated position—

Just as Maki grabbed onto Tamaki’s ribs from behind and began tickling with intention.

Tamaki squealed and shot her arms down protectively, her face lighting up in the most beautiful smile Shinra had ever seen. His eyes went wide. His blush returned in an instant. She was adorable, giggling and shimmying around in an attempt to escape. Absolutely adorable.

He clenched his fists on the table. Stay put, he commanded himself. Stay put, stay put, STAY PUT.

“Mahahahahahaki, dohohohohohon’t!” Tamaki pleaded, her giggles light and bubbly and making Shinra’s heart do weird little flips in his chest. She squirmed and struggled enough that she managed to slip free for just a second, darting toward the door before being pulled right back into Maki’s waiting arms.

“Ah-ah-ah, where do you think you’re going?” Maki teased, abandoning her tickling mission to focus on just holding her in place. Her eyes scanned the room as if looking for some kind of help, and Shinra was both elated and terrified when they landed on him. “Shinra! Help me out here?”

“No! Don’t you dare!” Tamaki shrieked, giggling even without being tickled now. She squirmed helplessly in Maki’s arms, and that was it. He couldn’t hold back anymore.

I’ll just be really careful, he reasoned as he got to his feet, his devilish grin spreading on his face before he even realized it. “Should I hold her or tickle her?”

“No!” Tamaki whined again, her eyes alight with something he couldn’t quite place, but that he felt certain wasn’t fear or disgust.

Maki grinned at him. “Whichever you want. Just make sure she doesn’t get away!”

“Why meeeee?” Tamaki giggled as Shinra approached her. “It’s not my fault my Lure kicked in!”

Shinra smirked at her and couldn’t help the urge to quip back, “And it’s not my fault you’re super cute when you’re being tickled.”

Before any of them could register the semi-flirtatious comment, Shinra finally gave in to the overwhelming desire to scribble his fingers along Tamaki’s belly, drawing out a fresh round of giggles himself this time. He beamed at her as she laughed, struggling uselessly in Maki’s firm grip.

“Nohohohohoho, Shihihihinraaaa!” Tamaki squealed, letting out a screech when Maki hooked her arms under hers and forced them out of the way, giving the devil more access to tickle her. “Plehehehehehehease!”

Shinra chuckled, dancing his fingers along the lower half of her torso, very careful not to brush over an inappropriate spot. He wanted this to be fun, not upsetting to her. He found himself mesmerized by the way her smile lit up her whole face, the way her eyes squeezed shut and her nose scrunched up, how she danced in place without being able to escape from his tickling—

All of a sudden he stopped, taking a step back from her and covering his mouth with the back of his hand. His face was on fire. He could literally feel the burn along his cheeks and neck and the tips of his ears. She was just so adorable! How had he fallen this hard so fast?

He was barely aware of Maki saying his name in concern, but he registered it a few seconds later and cleared his throat, his voice coming out as a near whisper anyway. “S-Sorry. It’s just…so freaking cute, I – I had to stop.” He cringed, knowing how stupid he sounded right now. “I should go—”

Shinra had no idea when Maki had left Tamaki and stepped over to him, but the next thing he knew her arms were under his, exposing him much in the same way Tamaki had just been vulnerable a few moments earlier, and his eyes widened in surprise, even more so when the older girl chuckled into his ear, “Trying to escape, hmm?”

“You think you can just tickle me for free and not get some in return?” Tamaki asked in mock indignation, grinning at him as she held up her hands and wiggled her fingers at him teasingly. “Here I come, Shinra~”

He let out a gasp, his nervousness forcing a grin onto his face. Words sputtered out of him like a broken sprinkler. “W-Wait a minute, I-I didn’t mean—! Wahahahahahait!” As soon as her fingers found his ribs and began to dig in, he knew he was done for. He knew it was deserved revenge, too, but having her hands on him, drawing out involuntary, embarrassed giggles was a level of flustering he never thought he’d ascend to. “Ahahahahahaha wahahahahahahait! Tahahahahahahamaki! Maki, lehehehehet me go!”

“No way! You obviously need to relax a little,” Maki chuckled as she held him firmly, keeping him in place and unable to stop Tamaki’s tickling fingers.

“Plehehehehehehease, wait—!”

“Besides,” Tamaki murmured, smiling at him, “you’re super cute when you’re being tickled, too, you know.”

Was that a dusting of pink on her cheeks? Shinra didn’t have time to look closer and find out, because right at that moment Tamaki reached around to squeeze the backs of his ribs, and a loud bark of laughter exploded into the air between them, followed by even more laughter and squirming and pleading as she focused on that spot for the next couple of minutes.

From his place at the table, Arthur kept his eyes glued to the paper he wasn’t really reading and smirked to himself. Shinra and Tamaki were so obvious, but if playing these drawn-out games was what they wanted to do, who was he to insist they do anything different?

It was rather satisfying to hear the devil begging her for mercy, after all.

[chibibunygrl]

i was at my close friend’s house (i have some mixed romantic feelings about him) and istg he wouldn’t stop tickling me 💀 i honestly haven’t been tickled in so long but i didn’t hate it like i thought i would? i have so many memories of tickling and i despised all of it but i’m now realizing it just wasn’t the right situations

but anyways 🤭 i was basically trapped between him and the couch and wherever i tried getting off the floor he’d go for my armpits. again though, it was fun and he was really gentle 😭 i actually got a video of me tickling him back. he told me he doesn’t laugh when he’s tickled so i proved him wrong by recording it & showing it to him (but then i kept the recording 😶)

[ohimsummer]

puppyboy! satoru loves having his ears scratched.

“how’s that feel, baby?”, you coo at him, smiling at the expression of pure bliss on his face. it’s clear by the nonstop tail wagging and the way he buries his head into your touch that he’s thoroughly enjoying this.

but he whines in response anyway, face scrunching as you tease those sensitive spots at the tips of his ears. he shuffles closer to you on the couch; you have to lean back so he can straddle you like he wants, squeezing your waist and leaning forward to plant a couple of ticklish licks over your neck. satoru’s basically pinning you down right now, though you don’t mind. his clinginess and constant need for skin-to-skin contact is always welcome.

you end up zoning out while scratching his ears, allowing your mind to wander away. satoru can never get enough of this, and one scratch of his ear can become fifteen minutes of him indulging in your affection, groaning and whining as you pamper him.

but soon those groans turn to whimpers, and he grows more fidgety. you don’t pay too much attention, as satoru has always been a restless hybrid. then you hear the curses, him muttering out ‘f–fuck, oh my go–, god—!’ under his breath, and the whimpers grow louder. you don’t realize he’s grinding against your lap until you feel something hard poke at you, but by then it’s too late. it’s a struggle to hold his head in place as he’s pushing so hard against you until…

“… satoru?”

he’s gasping for breath, and his head is heavy in your palms, and his whole body collapses on top of yours. satoru whines at the mention of his name, but he doesn’t move, can’t move after what you just unknowingly put him through.

he just really, really loves those ear scratches.

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[torahoes]

(IDOLiSH7) Touma Inumaru - An Idol's Daily Life Rabbit Chat: Part 5 - The star of the dog cafe

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

Tsumugi Takanashi: Inumaru-san, great work on your week-long stint on "Send-off with an Idol's Smile!"

Tsumugi Takanashi: I loved your morning tips for waking up refreshed and your impromptu raps to enjoy rainy days, so every morning, I tuned in eagerly to see what you would come up with next!

Touma Inumaru: Thank you for your kind words, Takanashi-san!

Touma Inumaru: I heard IDOLiSH7 tuned in too.

Tsumugi Takanashi: Yes! It seems they all gathered in the living room promptly at 7 AM. Tamaki-san even mentioned he made an effort to wake up early just to watch it.

Touma Inumaru: Wow! Hearing that makes me really happy.

Touma Inumaru: Riku also sent me a "Touma-san, I'm off now!" message every morning in real-time.

Touma Inumaru: Not to mention, I received feedback from Re:vale just a little while ago too!

Tsumugi Takanashi: Wow! That's wonderful. Whenever IDOLiSH7 takes on a challenge, they always reach out to share their impressions.

Touma Inumaru: It’s amazing, considering how busy they are. They sent me a picture of themselves in front of the TV screen, saying, “You were brilliant, like a refreshing older brother!”

Tsumugi Takanashi: So they watched it together!

Touma Inumaru: Yeah, apparently they had to arrive early for work, so they watched it from their green room.

Touma Inumaru: It really made me feel like all the effort was worth it lol

Tsumugi Takanashi:

Tsumugi Takanashi: Thank you for your hard work! I'm sure you have other commitments, but please take some time to relax as well.

Touma Inumaru: Thank you very much!

Touma Inumaru: Actually, since I had the afternoon off, Mina and I went to the dog cafe that has Panda-kun in the evening.

Tsumugi Takanashi: You did mention wanting to see him the other day! Did Panda-kun remember the two of you?

Touma Inumaru: The moment we entered, he jumped right on me! He stayed on my lap the whole time. It was seriously adorable.

Tsumugi Takanashi: That sounds like a blissful time…  Since it's a dog cafe, did Panda-kun interact with the other dogs there?

Touma Inumaru: Some of the dogs were resting, but a few joined us to play. I'll send you the photos Mina took!

Tsumugi Takanashi: Thank you! He looks so cute sleeping peacefully…! > <

Tsumugi Takanashi: It looks like the dogs next to you also took a liking to you.

Touma Inumaru: Well, they were probably more interested in the snacks than me lol. The Dachshund is Leo-kun, and the Shiba Inu is Gorou-kun.

Tsumugi Takanashi:

1) Did Panda-kun sleep on your lap the whole time?

Touma Inumaru: No, at first, he was bouncing around energetically. But once I settled on the sofa, he hopped onto my lap and stayed there the entire time lol. He must have really liked it because he started snoring loudly, which was incredibly cute and soothing!

2) What was Gorou-kun like?

Touma Inumaru: Gorou-kun was friendly, just like the dog at my grandma’s place. When I started thinking about it, I started missing it!

3) What was Leo-kun like?

Touma Inumaru: He was such a glutton lolol. Just showing him snacks made him perform a full range of tricks, from sitting obediently to rolling over and exposing his belly, all without any commands. It was hilarious lol

Touma Inumaru: Also, Mina seemed to have a knack for petting dogs because they all came over and snuggled up to him. I couldn't help feeling a bit jealous lol

Tsumugi Takanashi: He might be the dog whisperer! Lol. I've heard that dogs love being petted behind the ears or under the chin!

Touma Inumaru: I've heard that too! Mina said he strokes their chins in a ticklish way.

Touma Inumaru: I tried it, but instead of wanting me to pet them, they just jumped on me as if they wanted to play lol

Tsumugi Takanashi: They probably see you as someone who'll play with them!

Touma Inumaru: Well, that makes me happy too. When we were leaving, they seemed so lonely and kept making little sniffing noises. Mina and I talked about how we didn't want to leave lol

Tsumugi Takanashi: It's easy to feel reluctant to leave in such situations… > <

Touma Inumaru: We promised to come back with all four of us next time. It's less crowded on weekdays, so it's a hidden gem.

Tsumugi Takanashi: I'm glad you enjoyed yourselves. Did the other customers notice you two?

Touma Inumaru: There was a kid with their parent, and the kid recognized me as the "Have a good day" big brother and called out to me!

Touma Inumaru: It made me incredibly happy!

Tsumugi Takanashi: They must've watched you every day to remember you.

Touma Inumaru: Probably. The kid said my rap was cool, and I was so moved.

Touma Inumaru: It made me want to keep doing my best. It was a really great experience!

Touma Inumaru: Thank you for listening to my stories too, Takanashi-san!

Tsumugi Takanashi: Not at all! Thank you for sharing such wonderful stories!

End of Part 5.

[unhonest-iago]

Blank Canvas

Male reader

'And this is non-toxic?' Tamaki meekly asked, laying down. A towel around his neck to keep his feathers out of the mix. 'Well, most people use the standard acrylic but I bought body paint just to be sure.' Discarding his button-up shirt.

Y/n ran the dry brush across his skin, attempting to get him used to the sensation. 'There's no paint on it right now. Try not to be too jumpy.' Not being able to see the work in progress, it'd be incredibly ticklish. Nodding, Tamaki propped his cheek on y/n's thigh.

Squirting a blob of dark blue and red on his palette, y/n mixed a little bit of both to create a saturated purple. Using white and black to create an ombre of purples. More white in the dark blue to make a soft blue.

'You do have a plan for the painting, right? Should I call it a painting?' Tamaki exhibited chirps periodically as a means of communicating his emotions. Shifting from uneasiness to content. 'Yup, been executing it perfectly. Painting, piece, call it whatever you like sweets.'

Carding a hand through his feathers, wiping their fingers off on his already paint splattered pants. Swishing the brushes around to emulate clouds. Adding highlights towards the center, calling the eye from the foreground to the background.

'Aw, he fell asleep.' Y/n deciding not to disturb Tamaki, took pictures of the painting. Purposely getting a few with Tamaki's sleeping expression in them. Y/n cropped the pictures to his liking.

Bringing out a clean cloth from his back pocket, pouring water from a canteen onto it. Y/n watched as the paint washed away, Tamaki groggily opened his eyes as he felt the liquid trickle down. 'Huh?'

Y/n handing him the phone to flick through the photos. 'You painted a sunset.' Tapping his shoulder to inform him he could get up. 'Dusk…my dear suneater, I painted you.'

[hexalianrebel-blackfeathers]

Sunkissed (@squealing-santa 2023)

Panda’s Notes: Happy New Year! Almost New Year, for me. And a very late and apology-filled Crimbo for @tricks-tickles >-< I'm gonna level with you: I'm iffy on the title, and it did come out a bit more...angsty(?) than I think I planned, but I definitely liked this story as I was writing it, so I hope you like it too. Thanx once again to @hypahticklish for stepping up again this year to host!

[Ao3] || [Commissions] || [Ko-fi]

(Word Count: 3795)

Hm, okay…

I want you to take a deep breath. Shake off; get comfortable.

This voice…Was it a voice? It felt familiar. He just couldn't place it.

I got you something~

Oh? Tamaki turned his head curiously. There was nothing around. Until there suddenly was. On the floor—well, what seemed to be a floor in this strange white void—was a box. The wrapping was plain, but the bow had an interesting vine pattern running along the ribbon. Tamaki hesitated as he reached for the lid. There was something about this. Why couldn’t he figure it out?

Maybe the answer is in there? C’mon, already.

Um, alright? Tamaki went to pull the ribbon, but as he let it go, it coiled around his wrist. The lid on the box shifted before being thrown off by rapidly growing vines. The box fell apart to reveal a flowerpot decorated with painted feathers.

Oh... Crud.

Gotcha~

The vines were quick to lash around Tamaki’s arm, and another few looped his ankle when he tried to scoot back. He was dragged down, his back hitting more vines as they crowded around him. Before he could try to protest, he felt something pressing against his side. A vine drew swirling shapes against his shirt while several others did the same against his feet or shoved under his arms. It was wild and kind of stressful and almost aggressive…

And it was kind of fun.

It tickled madly, the vines finding new spots to wriggle every time he squirmed and pulling him back toward the flowerpot whenever he managed to get some distance. He heard soft chuckling under his squeals when the vines swirled across his stomach, and his arms were pulled harder when he tried to curl up. Too hard, definitely.

Aw, I thought you liked this~?

Tamaki winced at several scrapes running up his arms. The vines were growing thorns, and bright red roses were sprouting up along them. Each one appeared to have a single eye in its center. Staring at him. His chest hurt all of a sudden; ticklish brushes were scratches of thorns. Everyone was looking at him, and she was mocking him. He felt her hands on his shoulders, and her petals fell over him as she leaned close.

You’re not having fun~? You’re still laughing. You little freak.

Tamaki gasped hard as he sat up, coughing softly as he took deep breaths. The room felt too hot, and his blankets were tangled around his legs and chest. Something was digging into his stomach, and he cringed a bit as he moved his arm to fish the item out. A familiar rectangle was brought up to his face, and it promptly blinded him as he went to check the battery. He was surprised to find it over fifty percent; he was more surprised to find that he had slept in more than he’d liked. Most importantly, he had missed a few texts from Mirio.

++[Morning, Tama-tama! \(@^0^@)/ I hope you’re still excited for this afternoon~]

++ [You’re still sleeping, aren’t you? (～﹃～)~zZ]

++ [I’ll grab you extra snacks. (○｀ 3′○) Text me when you wake up, or I can jcall in an hour!]

His texts were riddled with stickers and emojis. The Gudetama ones felt a bit egregious though. Tamaki chuckled groggily, still blinking in the bright light as he glanced between the clock and the timestamp on the latest text. He scrambled—as much as one could while still half asleep—to quickly send a few simple texts.

--[I’m alive]

--[Sorry, that sounds bad. Just still tired.]

++ [Oh no… Bad dreams? ( ´･･)ﾉ(._.`) ]

Tamaki smiled softly. Mirio knew him too well. He yawned loudly and stretched out before finally texting back.

--[ I’m getting up now. Give me maybe an hour.]

The response to that was just a few heart emojis, which was good because Tamaki was working on convincing his body to get out of bed. The room was dark, but it was just his dorm. He knew that, of course, but… His arms still itched. He ran his hands over them, hugging himself as he felt phantoms of long-gone nicks and scars.

It was over. It was years ago; she wasn’t here. He repeated it to himself over and over as he got ready for his date. He rattled it off as he walked through the halls to Mirio’s room. He only managed to shut himself up when he realized Mirio’s door was locked.

--[Can I come in?? (┬┬﹏┬┬) ]

++[OMG I’m sorry]

++[So sorry. Promise]

++[Lunch Rush had a line in the cafeteria. I might be a little late.]

++[Ordered something special though!]

Tamaki had no reason to doubt Mirio’s claims, but a selfie was sent of his boyfriend leaning dramatically against the wall in the cafeteria as if he were in despair. Lunch Rush had glanced over his shoulder from the skillet he was tending. Tamaki shook his head with a smile, letting his shoulders thump beside Mirio’s door and sinking to sit on the floor.

--[It’s okay. I can wait here.]

Several hearts were dropped in again. Some of those animated ones were new. Tamaki smiled to himself as he poked around and downloaded them for his own use, until one of his notifications caught his eye. An account name he recognized immediately; they had updated a certain comic that he’d been following closely. He stared for a few seconds, almost as if it was somehow a dream. It had been a few weeks; there were update posts about the artist having a particularly eventful time moving to a new place. Tamaki was fine with waiting; there were other things to read and see, of course. But…it’d be a lie to say he wasn’t a bit hooked by both the story and, uh… other things. There wasn’t anyone around, and he’d be here for a bit, so…

Okay, let’s roll back a bit. The story goes that a small party of adventurers is crossing a valley in hopes of fighting a giant beast that was cursing anyone and anything it came across. It was a fun story, if a little plain, but the funny thing is: whenever the beast, or whatever it summoned, got into a battle with the party, its attack patterns were…unique, to say the least.

…It's a tickle monster. Th-There’s not much point in trying to sugarcoat it. Ugh, and sugarcoat isn’t even the right—Agh! Look, okay, Tamaki might maybe…definitely have a “thing” for, well, tickling. It’s not something he’s ashamed of, really! That much he’s certain of. He wouldn’t even really say it’s a secret; it’s just that, after some…experiences a few years ago, it wasn’t something he planned on broadcasting to people. Not that he did before, but—y’know what, you probably get it.

For now, Tamaki let himself sink against the wall, checking back a chapter or two to get back into the story. The party had just left the first town, having set up camp halfway through the field on the way to the large forest they had to cross. The new chapter opened with them waking up and making their way to the treeline. In the background, there was apparently a constant, distant buzzing sound. Suddenly, a battle started: they had taken a wrong turn and a raspberry bush beside the path, dotted with ripe, red fruits, sprang to life. Vines with massive flowers lashed out at the party members, trying to grab at all of them and tickling whoever they managed to drag close. One of the flowers seemed to nuzzle into a mage’s neck, and they shrieked with laughter as their magic went haywire.

Oh. “Raspberry” bushes. That’s just unfair.

Somehow, a fight with a corrupted plant was giving them all sorts of hell, but the background made it very clear that the buzzing sound hadn’t stopped. If anything, it was getting louder with each panel. Someone shouted way too late, and no one seemed prepared for the swarm of bees that started to surround them. Giggles and laughter were amplified through the entire team as the little bugs buzzed against them with their wings and bodies, but it was quickly broken by yelps when it became clear that the overwhelming tickles were a front for sneaky sting attacks that drained everyone’s health. There was an air of panic, the team argued as they scrambled for ideas.

“What are you smiling at?”

Tamaki flinched, nearly dropping his phone as he heard Mirio’s voice. He looked up to find his boyfriend with a hint of panic in his eyes.

“Sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you; I was curious.”

Tamaki smiled, but he was quick to scoop up his phone and stash it while Mirio moved to unlock his dorm. “It’s not your fault. I get kind of caught up in some stories.”

“Those are the best stories though, right?” Mirio grinned, holding the door open and passing Tamaki the bag as he walked by.

He chuckled softly, shifting his hands carefully around the heat of the food inside the bag as he tried to look into the opening. Tamaki’s eyes lit up slightly as he stared. “You asked him for wontons…”

“Hey, you’re peeking.” Mirio teased, closing the door and jogging to grab his laptop. “You told me you haven’t had them since your parents’ favorite Chinese place closed, remember?”

Tamaki actually didn’t remember, not that conversation at least. But Mirio had. Tamaki kind of felt like he might cry.

Within ten minutes, they were cuddled up on Mirio’s bed, watching a pretty goofy animated romance movie on his laptop while carefully eating out of each other’s bento boxes between more emotional scenes.

“Do you think—” Mirio flinched a bit as he nearly dropped the noodles he was about to put in his mouth. “Do you think, if you were a princess, and I was your knight, we’d still fall in love?”

“Not if you talk with your mouth full.” Tamaki murmured, smiling as Mirio ruffled his hair at the comment. “But…I don’t really doubt it. You’d probably still be just as charming.”

“And you’d still look amazing in a dress.”

Tamaki covered his mouth with the back of his hand, trying to stifle his giggles as he leaned into Mirio’s side.

The movie was kind of adorable. Nothing so groundbreaking, but it felt like scene after scene of heartwarming nonsense. The only real conflict seemed to be keeping the King and Queen from discovering how much the Knight and Princess loved each other. Halfway through the movie, the dashing knight came scaling up the ivy on the castle wall—as he had done a few times before at a well-established secret meeting time—only to find the princess’s balcony empty. He called into her room in a raised whisper, only to notice her reaching out from under layers of blankets and pillows on her bed. Her voice was choked and raw as she beckoned him. She was clearly ill, and more clearly unhappy about it. He cooed to her playfully, and the pout was audible in her voice as she spoke. He offered to cuddle, taunted her with offered kisses, only for her to chide him with the obvious possibility of passing on her illness. He paced casually around the bed, his aura mischievous as she whined a bit sadly. He went quiet, and she called for him, worried he had left. He let her believe that for a few seconds as he carefully shifted the blankets at the foot of the bed and—

Wait.

Wait, wait, wait! Shit!

The Knight lunged suddenly, and the princess yelped as he snatched her ankle and scribbled his fingers across her foot. The blankets shifted a bit wildly, and barely stifled laughter leaked out from the blanket pile along with giggly protests and fake threats as her ankle tried to pull away. He teasingly reminded her how late it was—how they were usually so careful and quiet during these meetings—right before he scratched under her toes. A squeal almost missed being muffled into a pillow as it escaped her throat, and the Knight’s playful laugh was interrupted by a frightened glance over his shoulder as footsteps approached the princess’s door. In a panic, he scrambled under the blankets with her, and she stared at him in shock, giggling in disbelief as he silently motioned her to be quiet. When it was clear that she couldn’t, he aimed fluttery scribbles at her stomach and sides as if hinting at some consequences or just trying to wring all her giggles out before they finally heard the door open.

Tamaki Amajiki was having at least five flavors of heart attack. Why did they have to pick a random movie? Why did this scene have to be so stupid and cute? Why did it kinda sound like someone was actually tickling that voice actress to get that laughter? And why the hell did this have to happen today?!

Just…Just breathe. It really is just cute. It was pretty innocent; there was a sappy, cuddly love sticking to the whole scene. The way they looked at each other as the Princess tried to talk the worried attendant into leaving without checking under the blankets. And the way her voice got squeaky and nervous when the Knight wiggled his fingers tauntingly at her. Tamaki’s cheeks were burning from the blush, but he felt the smile pulling his lips as he settled himself. The bright grin on Mirio’s face helped a little, but Tamaki blinked and glanced away when he realized he was staring up at him.

The Knight and Princess sighed as the attendant left the room, smiling at each other playfully before it melted into pure fondness as he pulled her into his arms. They held each other tight, nuzzling softly where they could. There was a beat where they stared into each other’s eyes…and then they kissed. Her hand softly rested on his cheek, and Tamaki flinched just a bit when Mirio snuck a kiss on the back of his hand, his blush growing darker as he smiled brighter. The Princess suddenly pulled away, giving her lover a playful tap on the shoulder as she suddenly remembered why they weren’t supposed to kiss in the first place. The Knight was just a bit smug, poking her nose as he insisted it was worth it. She rolled her eyes, but she smirked and lashed her hands out to start tickling along the hem of his tunic. Turns out he was hardly any better at staying quiet than she was.

Tamaki sighed quietly, letting himself lean on Mirio’s shoulder. The scene finally cut to sunrise, where the Knight reluctantly pried himself away from the still sleeping Princess and escaped the obviously stifling heat of the blanket pile. He still seemed groggy himself as he walked out to the balcony to retrieve his boots and belt before making the precarious climb back down the ivy and rushing back to the barracks.

“There’s that smile again~” Mirio leaned to thump his chin gently on Tamaki’s head before moving to nuzzle into his cheek. “That was adorable, huh?”

 Tamaki let a few giggles slip out as Mirio’s arm wrapped around his back and pulled him in tight. A squeak managed to escape when Mirio’s hand squeezed his side, and he covered his mouth before he could stop himself. He felt his partner looking down at him, but he couldn’t bring himself to look up.

“Oh~?” Mirio asked playfully, and his fingers curled where they rested on Tamaki’s side. Oh, this could not be happening. Not that he didn’t kind of want it to happen; and not like it’d even be the first time it happened; but Tamaki was kind of extremely overwhelmed, so if the universe could pump the brakes a little, it’d be great. His heart felt warm, his soul basking in the light of his Sun.

Mirio’s free arm came to wrap around him as his fingers crawled, his other hand gripping at Tamaki’s wrist when he tried to squirm. He managed to scratch his nails quickly up under Tamaki’s arm, smiling at the squeal it pulled out.

Suddenly, Tamaki felt his arms itching again; felt those thorns piercing his skin. He thought he saw rose petals on the red parts of the blanket.

“N-No!” He cried out, struggling aggressively before realizing what he’d done.

“Hey, hey, whoa…” Mirio pulled away slightly, holding his hands up innocently before moving one to flick on the lamp on his headboard. “It's just me. Is that okay?”

Tamaki had cringed at the light, rubbing his palms over his arms and taking shaky breaths. “I—I’m sorry… It’s just—I wasn’t—’m sorry.”

Mirio tapped one finger lightly on one of Tamaki’s hands, a proverbial slap on the wrist. “No apologies. Boundaries are good.” He set his fingers between Tamaki’s, but he didn’t try to grab or even squeeze his hand. “Do you want to talk about it?”

Tamaki tipped his head and shoulders back and forth. Yes and no.

Mirio hummed, moving his free hand to pause the movie. “Is it about the bad dreams you had?”

There was a long pause. He was a bit hesitant to admit it, but he forced himself to nod.

Mirio went still for a moment; pieces were falling into place. Tamaki leaned into him as he shifted closer. “It was that dream again, wasn’t it? About her?”

Tamaki hugged him, and Mirio held on tight. It would never cease to amaze him just how often Mirio remembered the smallest things. He had no memory of talking about the dream; he specifically remembered telling himself to keep it a secret. Maybe his mind had deleted that bit of information, since he’d betrayed himself so much. Maybe he admitted it during a panic attack.

“I can’t even stand up to a memory…” He murmured. A shiver ran down his back as Mirio pet his hair.

“I don’t mind protecting you again.” He said with a shrug. “If you want me to. Even if it’s just a dream; I promised she wouldn’t hurt you anymore.”

Tamaki took a breath through his nose, letting it out in a tired sigh. She…She had just been some neighbor kid; she didn’t even go to school with them, just lived with her grandparents up the road from where the kids liked to gather. Maybe a year after he and Mirio had met, she appeared. Her Quirk let her grow roses and thorn-covered vines wherever she touched. She loved to put the flowers in her hair, and she was the type to behave as if the entire world loved her no matter what she did. Tamaki had always liked being tickled. It was never a secret. But one day, she just appeared on the playground; she just declared Tamaki was the weird tickle kid. She intimidated everyone; she tormented Tamaki, mocked him and anyone who tried to step in whenever she got a chance.

The only one she could never get to was Mirio. His Quirk meant that her thorns would always slip right through him; her vines could never keep hold of him, and he never just stood by and watched. He was just there. For everyone. For Tamaki.

A choked little squeak escaped Tamaki’s mouth when Mirio squeezed him tighter. Oh, right. He was in Mirio’s dorm room. Because they were in high school now. They’d grown up, and they hadn’t even seen her in years.

“I admit I’d forgotten for a minute.” Mirio murmured against the side of his head. “It just reminded me how we used to tickle you, and you’d get the biggest smile, even though you still acted just as shy after we stopped. Remember we ‘tortured’ you into telling us all your favorite things, and then Mikito made you that painting for your birthday?”

Tamaki still had pictures of that painting. He really hoped the real thing was still buried in the attic.

“And remember we went on a hunt for your favorite candy, and we found that giant cat?”

It was giant by cat standards, and very heavy by cat standards too. It loved nuzzling all of them with its fuzzy fur, and the others had teased him playfully when he got half pinned underneath its weight and his neck got tickled by its tail. It chased them demanding attention and love anytime they tried to go to that little snack shop.

Mirio snorted, just barely stopping himself. “Do you remember Giggle Button?” The poke he snuck on Tamaki’s stomach felt unnecessary, but he flinched just slightly and giggled. It was just a silly game they played: self-explanatory and simple, but he remembered adoring it more because Mirio had made it up specifically for him.

He squeezed Mirio closer, his voice feeling choked with his affection. “I love you…” He murmured.

“Love you, too, Tama.”

There was a moment of quiet, and Tamaki eventually reached to rewind the movie to where they’d gotten distracted. “…Do you think, um… Is it a bad time to ask now?”

“Do you want me to tickle you?” Mirio’s eyes had lit up excitedly, but he kept his smile calm.

Tamaki smiled back, just barely hinting a nod before Mirio half-tackled him against the bed. A kiss was pressed to the side of his neck as fingers scribbled quickly up his stomach to his ribs. He squealed as wary giggles burst into soft laughter, and his hands automatically flailed for purchase against Mirio’s wrists. His fingers slowed, but he chuckled as he spoke purposefully into Tamaki’s neck.

“Is that ‘stop’?” His voice was playful as Tamaki squeaked from the vibration. He already knew the answer.

He could barely shake his head with the way it was buried in pillows, but he laughed brightly as ten fingers shoved into his armpits. Mirio was quick to straddle his thighs before he could kick, and they both knew he could still kick.

“That’s definitely the smile I remember, Tama-chan~” Mirio teased, resting his palms on Tamaki’s stomach as he leaned to kiss his forehead before scribbling his fingers.

It was definitely the feeling Tamaki remembered too. When he knew the teasing was playful. When fingers drew pictures on his stomach and skipped up his ribs and fluttered behind his ears. When someone searched for the spots that made him smile instead of spots that made him scream. When he knew he was loved.

And in the end, the Knight proved that he was the Princess’s truest love.

[lovelymessybubbly]

quick break in old requests, because lately i cannot stop thinking about him Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→ he is so cute and i just wanna destroy him. please enjoy

[giggly-squiggily]

I am sick too right now so I am sympathetic! Please feel well soon :) for ask request, can I have for Tamaki (mha) and the back/spine? Thank you! (also English is not my first language so I am sorry if I got anything incorrect)

BABY I love Tamaki so much! I've gotcha covered, anon! (And no worries, you did great!) I hope you feel better too, friend!

Back/Spine- 4

Not stupidly ticklish, but a skitter up his back will make our shy boy shoot up with a soft giggle. Fatgum gets him the most- especially when Tamaki starts to fade into his own shadow. Mirio also gets him there- he prefers his neck for the full tickle effect but sliding a single finger down Tamaki's spine proves to be rather hilarious!

Thanks for asking!

Send me a character and a tickle spot and I'll give you a ranking and a headcanon for them.

[tickly-trashcan]

Hi! Since your headcanons are open, do you think you could please do the rest of the host club? Love your writing btw!

A/N: yippee!! the host club is reunited!! lol thank you for the request, i hope you enjoy these!! the headcanons for haruhi, mori, and honey are right here!!

Tamaki -

he is stupidly ticklish actually like save him

he's ticklish pretty much everywhere but under his arms and his tummy are probably his best spots they have him absolutely REELING

he has a normal like. "princely" laugh whenever he's hosting or trying to be his typical Tamaki self but he is such a frantic giggler when he's tickled its so funny

also totally stealing from one of my favorite artists on tumblr dot com but RIGHT HERE is evidence that Tamaki snorts. he is so silly i hope he gets obliterated

also relating to that art he is constantly tickled by the twins in inconvenient situations lol

Haruhi will tickle him sometimes to try and make him stop doing something and most of the time it works lol

he also sometimes gets tickled by Kyoya or Honey but it's moooostly the twins bc those guys are absolute tickle monsters

he's got like. no ler bones in his body but only because he's so scared of getting tickled back that he just avoids it LOL

hes kind of funny because when he does tickle someone else like Kyoya he runs away almost immediately afterward

Kyoya -

URGH Kyoya is so hard for me to make headcanons for HELP HES SO GOOFY

okay he's definitely tickly. probably on his ribs, hips, and his back

HIS BACK IS A FUNNY SPOT bc people can just swipe one finger down his back and he'll do like a full body shudder and then give them an evil glare

he's probably tickled the least out of everyone in the host club and he is NOT USED TO IT whenever he is tickled because he's so out of practice being tickled lol

he's not super ticklish either but when you catch him by surprise he's more reactive to tickling

he doesn't normally engage in tickling because he's just sooooo serious LOL but when there's a good moment he'll definitely poke people or give them a small tickle

i feel like hes more of a ler but in general he just ignores whatevers going on unless he has to step in and break people up because the tickling is getting too intense

he has gotten tickled during one of those break ups before (it was Tamaki and the twins OF COURSE) and then both the twins tried to gang up on him. lol

they regretted it later! Kyoya may not tickle people often but when he does he should be feared

Hikaru -

okay i think it's so funny bc you'd think Kaoru is the more ticklish twin but UR WRONG it's Hikaru

he's like. stupid ticklish. ALMOST AS MUCH AS TAMAKI but he's better at hiding it because he's not as dramatic when he gets tickled

like he'll jump but he tries to hide his reactions so sometimes it takes a bit to make him even giggle

he's really ticklish on his hips and sides which are super easy to get too hehe just grab him by the hips and SQUEEZE

he's much more of a ler especially when he's tickling someone with his brother but if anyone was able to get him bad he would never get to live it down

the only person who's come close to tickling him really good aside from his brother is Haruhi and that's just because she's sick of their nonsense LOL

she also makes a point to tell the twins apart by where they're ticklish so she uses tickling to her advantage all the time

like she can easily tell them apart without tickling them but she thinks its funny because they are both so tickly

Kaoru -

he's such a goofball sorry i actually really loved Kaoru so much when i watched this show LOL

he's not as ticklish as Hikaru and he's tickly in other spots but he doesn't try to hide his reactions as much as Hikaru so people often assume that Kaoru is the more ticklish twin

He's very giggly and tickling him under his arms or his ribs especially get him really good

he's actually kind of silly because he will almost always be the one to initiate tickle fights with the other hosts or his brother, and then Hikaru normally joins in

I think Kaoru doesn't mind tickling others or being tickled, he's like... very in the middle on his preference LOL it just depends on his mood at the time

he and Hikaru will normally switch off on like. who's holding and who's tickling when they're ganging up on someone but Kaoru actually prefers to do the tickling most of the time

his argument is that Hikaru is too ticklish to be good at tickling but he never tells anyone else that because he knows Hikaru is a lil embarrassed about how ticklish he is lol

that's all i got for now!! thanks for the request~!

[tklpilled]

For the ask game, Tamaki and Kyoya from Ouran Highschool Host Club if you would be so kind 🛐🫶

who's more ticklish

tamaki.

their roles in a tk fight

tamaki is the lee more often because Please God Shut the Fuck Up but he also likes hearing kyoya laugh so <3

how often they tickle each other

not super often? sometimes they do it in front of the guests bc they think it's cute lol

their worst spots

kyoya's neck and tamaki's ears!! they match

an extra headcanon i have for them

tamaki is no doubt the person who takes off kyoya's classes and asks how many fingers he's holding up

[intheticklecloset]

*pokes head around the corner* Heyo! 👋🏻 I’ve returned for another lemonade if that’s alright 💖

If possible, could I please get a blueberry (🫐) lemonade and ice cream (🍨) for Fire Force and our beloved Tamashinra? :3 (Tamashin? ShinTama?…Shinra and Tamaki anznannsns) if not that’s totally okay!

I hope your days going good friend! Love the event and all your prompts so far! 🥰🥰🥰

🍋 Lemonade Special Order 🍋

Shinra x Tamaki my beloved!! Rewatching Fire Force has made me ship them so much all over again! Thank you for the excuse to write a little fluffy drabble for them! 💖

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“Shinra?”

“Oh, h-hey Tamaki,” he stammered, looking flustered but smiling despite himself, thanks to his nerves. “What’s up?”

“Are you okay? You left pretty quickly back there.”

The company had been in the middle of enjoying some homemade ice cream that Maki had created when Shinra had suddenly yelped and jumped, causing the dishes on the table to shake precariously. Before Hinawa could scold him, he’d bowed and murmured an apology and gotten out of there like he was rushing to put an Infernal to rest.

“Oh…yeah…yeah.” Shinra sighed and leaned against the lockers in the hall, looking everywhere but at her. “It’s nothing.”

Tamaki frowned. Arthur had been sitting next to him at the table, and it wasn’t lost on her that right before Shinra had reacted, the blonde had shifted slightly toward him. “Did he hurt you? I’ll gladly kick his ass myself—”

“No,” Shinra said quickly, though his smile seemed more at ease now. “He didn’t. But…thanks, Tamaki.”

“Then what happened?” she insisted.

“Oh. I, uh…he just…I’m just…” Shinra stammered, finally scraping a hand down his face in resignation and muttering, “I’m pretty ticklish, and he…surprised me.”

Tamaki couldn’t help it. Her whole face lit up, and she grinned as Shinra’s eyes widened. “You are? Is that all? There’s no need to be embarrassed about that.”

“I…I know, but we were eating—”

“Can I see?” she asked, reaching as though to try it, but the next thing she knew she’d been spun around and pushed against the lockers herself, Shinra holding onto her wrists. He caught himself a moment later and retracted, then smirked and reached for her instead.

“Sorry, Tamaki,” he said as his fingers gently tickled her ribs and sides, making her shriek and giggle in place, pushing at him uselessly. “Maybe later.”

“Shihihihinra!” she squealed, gripping his arms to try and escape, biting back a louder yelp when he found her waistline. “Nohohohohoho! Plehehehehehease, I prohohohohomise I’ll leheheheheave you alone!”

The fire soldier stopped then, and after a few moments of catching her breath, Tamaki looked up and locked eyes with him, surprised to find him looking tenderly at her.

“I never said I want you to leave me alone,” he said softly.

Tamaki blinked in surprise, blushing. But she managed a smirk all the same. “Well, that’s good. Because I am going to tickle you at some point now that I know, Shinra.”

He chuckled. “Guess we’ll see how long I can outrun you, then.”

[happyandticklish]

if you're doing the character dynamic ask then can i request Mori and Haruhi from Ouran Highschool Hot Club? (platonic or romantic are both fine)

[Ask game is currently closed]

You absolutely can! I went for a kind of ambiguous vibe, so it could be platonic or romantic depending on how you want to take it~

Who has the cutest tickle laugh?

Probably Haruhi, as I feel Mori's laugh is more of a silent wheeze than anything else.

What are their tickle spots?

Haruhi's are all over and nowhere at all. She's pretty ticklish everywhere on the condition that she's in the right mood, otherwise she's trained herself to get really good at blocking it out. Mori's are his back, shoulders, and neck.

Who is ticklish in unusual places and where would that be?

Haruhi's hands and Mori's elbows.

Who gets cheer-up tickles?

Haruhi isn't one to tickle people unless she has their direct consent, but she'll get them from Mori sometimes. It's less cheer-up, though, and more "your RBF is coming out and I miss your smile" kind of stuff.

Do either of them try to hide their ticklishness?

Weirdly, no. I feel like both of them would be pretty blunt about being ticklish and not understand that the admittance would lead to them getting tickled.

Who takes advantage of the other one getting their arms stuck while trying to take off their shirt?

Haruhi, absolutely. Not a lot, but she'll gently poke him to get him to flinch.

How did they discover each other's ticklishness?

I think Mori found out through the others trying their luck at tickling Haruhi (and learned to ask when he first tried after seeing the bruises Tamaki received). Haruhi found out when Honey just casually dropped the information one day because he's a little shit.

Who can't take tickle bites/raspberries?

Both of them, but Mori especially.

Who has to be tickle-forced out of bed in the morning?

They're usually not in the same bed lol and even if they were, they're both early risers.

Who initiates tickle fights?

They both do, usually.

Who gives up in tickle fights?

Haruhi because Mori has this unbeatable stamina that's insane.

Who's in danger of getting hurt when attacking the other?

Weirdly enough, Mori is. Mori is objectively the more skilled and dangerous of the two, but he's hyper aware of that, so he trained himself to reign in his reactions when tickled.

Haruhi will take out a goddamn eye.

Who always provokes the other into tickling them and how?

Honestly, they both just ask. They're very upfront people, so if they want to be tickled they'll just go for it.