#all might tickle

[allnightstay]

Day 13 - Win 🎖️

Summary: All Might tries to find a new way to motivate Midoriya who's falling behind in training.

Lee: Deku

Ler: All Might

Deku wiped the sweat from his brow as he caught his breath. His training with All Might had been intense lately, with every workout designed to push him beyond his limits. But no matter how hard he worked, he felt like his progress had plateaued, and the weight of self-doubt began creeping in.

All Might noticed Deku’s frustration. “Young Midoriya, I see you’ve hit a wall,” the towering hero said with his usual booming enthusiasm. “But fear not! I have just the thing to help you break through!”

Deku blinked, confused but curious. “A new training method, All Might?”

“Well, not quite.” All Might grinned mischievously, the kind of grin that Deku knew meant trouble. “You see, we need to lighten the mood a bit. So, if you don’t complete your tasks in today’s training… I’ll have to tickle you!”

Deku’s face turned as red as a tomato. “W-what?! Tickling??” He took a step back, horrified at the thought of being reduced to helpless laughter in front of his mentor.

“Exactly, my boy!” All Might declared with a hearty laugh. “Tickling can teach two valuable lessons: resilience and unpredictability. And there’s no escape from me! Consider it a win if manage to get through!” He struck a heroic pose, flexing his biceps dramatically.

Deku swallowed nervously. He knew All Might was serious—even when he was being ridiculous.

Deku tried his hardest to stay focused. He shot across the training course, using One For All to boost his jumps and dodging obstacles with precision. But as the minutes ticked on, his stamina started to falter. He stumbled on the last hurdle and landed face-first on the mat.

Panting, Deku rolled over and groaned. "I—I almost made it..."

"Almost isn't enough, young Midoriya!" All Might’s booming voice rang out. Before Deku could react, All Might was upon him. “You know the rules!”

“All Might, wait! No—”

But it was too late. All Might’s hands descended mercilessly, wiggling fingers into Deku’s sides. A startled giggle erupted from Deku’s mouth.

“N-nohoho! A-All Might, s-stahahap!” Deku squirmed desperately, trying to push his mentor’s hands away.

All Might chuckled as he easily pinned Deku in place, his fingers now dancing under Deku’s ribs. “What’s that, my boy? I can’t hear you over all that laughing!”

Deku twisted and thrashed, tears forming in his eyes from the relentless tickling. “I—ahhh! Hahahaha! Come ohohon!!” he gasped between helpless bursts of laughter.

“Then use your training! Find a way out! Show me you can win!” All Might encouraged, grinning ear to ear.

Through his giggles, Deku summoned every ounce of concentration he had. Using a burst of One For All, he managed to roll out from under All Might’s grip and sprang to his feet, panting but smiling.

“See?!” All Might beamed. “You’ve got more strength than you thought, young Midoriya!”

Deku collapsed onto the mat, still catching his breath but feeling lighter somehow—like the weight of his frustration had lifted. "I don't know if that was training or torture..." he muttered, wiping away tears of laughter.

All Might gave him a thumbs-up, grinning proudly. “Sometimes, young Midoriya, the path to greatness requires a little silliness. And if tickling is what it takes to get you back on track, so be it!”

Deku couldn’t help but laugh along with his mentor. "I guess... it worked, huh?"

"That's the spirit!" All Might clapped him on the back, almost knocking him over. "Now get ready—because next time, I'll be tickling even harder if you don't give it your all!"

Deku groaned, but the playful glint in his eyes said it all. Maybe this strange, ticklish punishment was exactly what he needed to stay motivated after all.

[yallmakemyassitch]

Tripped Security 📸🐟

WITNESS THE POWER OF THE PENCIL, FOOL ✨ @ghastigiggles

Welp guess who's back drawing this stuff! This was very fulfilling and fun, but also pretty difficult because of the amount of details and mistakes I made. It's shocking that I pulled this off in 2 days too (started yesterday)

Either way I hope you enjoy this a lot, but I'm very proud of the results and now have to rest my wrist. This took HOURS but I'm glad to get it out to you Sebastian feigning fools (⁠/⁠^⁠-⁠^⁠(⁠^⁠ ⁠^⁠*⁠)⁠/ 🩷 which includes me haha

More pressure content will come soon enough

[ruporas]

i’ll find you again in every universe. let us be a little more honest, let us have a little more time.

[ghastigiggles]

Your artwork of Sebastian so adorable

Stop it it's killing my heart too cute

no can do boss - oh shit what's th

[cloudysfluffs]

they were insane for this

[intheticklecloset]

TickleTober Day #26: Scream

Deku and All Might (MHA)

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Deku was lost in a world of laughter so intense he had entirely forgotten why he’d been so worked up just a minute ago. He squealed and squirmed as All Might loomed above him, tickling the ever-loving snot out of his ribs and sides.

“I seem to recall you having an especially bad spot, Midoriya,” the former pro hero mused playfully, grinning down at him. “Where was it again?”

“Nohohohohohohoho!” Deku whined through his giggles, both trying to roll out of his mentor’s lap and not getting anywhere at all thanks to his strong grip. Despite all the man had lost, he still had muscle enough to keep the hero in training in his place.

All Might smirked at his protégé, satisfied that he’d been able to erase his anxieties at least for the moment. The boy had come to him worrying about yet another aspect of the looming war ahead, and as soon as he’d invited him to sit on the couch with him, the master had struck, grabbing Deku and lying him down so his torso was in his lap, primed for a good tickling. It was obvious he’d needed it, and it had been a while since All Might had decided to play around with him in this way. It was overdue for both of them.

Now Deku’s flushed face and happy smile made All Might grin victoriously. The boy looked like a strawberry, and he hadn’t even gotten to the main event yet.

“Where was that spot, Midoriya?” he teased, dancing all around it on purpose. He knew full well where it was; it was just fun to mess with him like this. “You know I’ll find it eventually.”

“Ehehehehehehehe! Plehehehehehehehease, All Mihihihihihihight!” Deku whined, though his efforts to get away were minimal at best.

“Was it here?” All Might teased, pinching his bottom ribs and making him squeak. “Or…here?” A skittering along his belly, which forced Deku to snort on an excited cackle, one foot kicking the air to alleviate the sensations. “Orrrr…maybe it was here?” Finally All Might pinched his hip, and Deku flailed so hard he nearly sat straight up again.

All Might quickly overpowered him, grabbing his wrists and pinning them above Deku on the seat cushion beside him, using his other hand to scribble and dig ruthlessly into the boy’s weak spot.

“GAHAHAHAHAHAHA ALL MIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIGHT!!” Deku screamed, tossing his head back as throes of laughter spilled out of him faster than he could keep up with. He struggled and kicked, but it did him no good. Or perhaps, he didn’t want it to. “PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!”

“Please what?”

“IT TIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLES!!”

Exactly as he’d thought. Deku didn’t want this to stop. He’d needed this just as much as the hero had suspected.

“Does it? Well, then.” All Might found himself curling his fingers in a little more, drawing another scream of hysterical laughter from his student. “I must be doing something right.”

[partickleaccelerator]

What’s with the lack of people talking to the lee during tickling in tickle content?

I don’t get the fact that some people just like to… just like… tickle. Like yes of course I love to tickle as much as the next guy, but the real fun of it is using your words.

Cooing down at a lee so the giggling gets even louder? Perfect.

Teasing a lee about how tiny and helpless they are? Yes please.

Singing little improv songs about how ticklish and sensitive they are? Even better!

[littleragondin]

Another pretty good hands episode ╰(*´︶`*)╯ Bonus: a little elbow play...

Other sets in the Hands Series: Ep.1, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8

[bloominggiggles]

Alright, since I haven't seen anyone do this, I'm going to do it myself.

Gallagher Tickle HCs!

He's definitely a Ler, but if you catch him by surprise, or know how to convince him, you can get him to be the Lee.

He's a MENACE, switching between gentle and rough tickles, keeping your arms pinned above your head with one hand while the other explores all the ticklish spots he can find mercilessly.

LOVES to use verbal teasing with his lee, especially if it's his s/o, whispering things like ''oh, this is a very ticklish spot, isn't it~?'', ''listen to that laughter, so beautiful, just like your smile~'', ''stop? but you are enjoying yourself so much!'', ''come on, baby, be good and keep those arms up for me, hm~?''

Of course, if the lee fails to keep their arms up, or do anything else he tells them to, he's going to make them scream with laughter.

''What's that? my stubble is tickling you? well, in that case...'', and the lee just got theirself some ticklish nuzzles, kisses and nibbles on their neck, ears and shoulders.

One might think this man is not ticklish at all, but the truth, he is, you just need to be lucky enough to find the right spots (his chest, the area right below the navel, hips and thighs), and be sneaky enough for him to not be able to grab your wrists.

Amazing aftercare, with lots of cuddles, praises and small kisses, along with some massages if you are sore.

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[kenobihater]

wanted to capture one of the two victory lines from ryuzo that i had heard, so i volunteered as a pincusion. i then realized he has SIX victory lines, all of which he sounds suitably unhinged for

[mickeytheticklee]

Get in loser I'm tickling you

Pairing: Ler!Regina George x Lee!Reader

Summary: Regina accidentally hurts y/n's feelings and tries to make it up to her

Warnings: Tickling, one mention of a raspberry, I hate how there's more plot than tickling, Regina is extra mean for no reason I'm sorry y'all

An: This is what drinking espresso does to a mf. Anyway I'm adding to the mean girls tickle content cuz I'm down bad for Renee Rapp :)) Also shout-out to blushyeleven for inspiring this fic

Already Regina was in a mood, and it wasn't because her stubborn acne was coming back.

It was Wednesdays, routine was meant to perfect on this day. It was her chance to overdress in her favorite color without any judgements. Based on the rules she created that her inner circle of friends had to abide by. Yet there was a small detail that ticked her off, sent her thru the edge. Made her extremely mad she couldn't even flaunt how gorgeous she was to everyone.

Regina kept looking at her phone, trying to see if you messaged her back. Still no response since last night, when Regina asked which outfit she should wear for today. It was what you guys did every morning, which seemed like the only time Regina can truly be normal. Out of the mean girl act of hating everyone you were the only person she can tolerate. She would spend mornings with you on the phone, gossiping about people you didn't exactly know, or care to know. In exchange you would talk about what show you've been watching or share homework answers with her as she claims she's too pretty to do it herself. Even though you would talk about the most boring things as it didn't involve sex or drugs Regina liked it. She loved hearing your voice blabber on in rants or opinions that'll never apply to her. She found it more entertaining than anything.

Without it, Regina would be in an extra feisty mood that not even her friends can control.

“What's with you ignoring me? Thought that was my thing.", Regina confronts you immediately. Her tone irritated and ready to combust. Usually you would be scared, like the rest of the students who hide in her presence.

“Its nothing Regina.", you slam your locker.

“You say it's nothing but you're being a dickhead about it. Real classy move." She says, her tone setting you off. You turn around, feeling triggered by the name she calls you. It gives you flashbacks of her bullying you when you two were younger.

“I heard what you and Gretchen said yesterday in the bathroom, calling me a loser and whatnot.", feeling confident in confronting her you still couldn't face her direction.

“Yea, but it wasn't towards you it was just Gretchen being chatty. I mean I call Karen a whore ten times a day but she doesn't take it too seriously." Regina says, taking it all as a joke. To you it wasn't a joke, it was a small insecurity that stuck to you like getting gum in your hair.

“You know I don't like being called a loser, I thought you were working on not calling me that."

“Yea but, you make it seem like I've called you the worse name in existence. Saying you're a loser is like middle school cringe level." She has insulted you with worse names, yet as unoriginal as loser was it struck you the hardest.

“All it does is remind me how you've never changed since middle school." You say, walking away in anger that it was close to stomping. Regina tried to keep her composure together. She was close to crying in the bathroom stall, ruining her makeup and wanting to make everyone at school as miserable as possible. But she doesn't want to admit to anyone how her breakdown was caused by a nerdy girl she wouldn't dare sit with at lunch.

You thought it was the end of the short lived friendship you had with Regina. Now back to insults and comebacks that are even more cruel thanks to the history you two have. During Calculus you were met with fifty messages per second by Regina. You saw your phone screen blink with overflowing messages of Regina. You thought it was threats for messing with her. But the messages prove that since the beginning of you two talking again that she was down bad for you.

These were the texts you dare not to show anyone.

Plsss baby

I miss youuuu

Forgive me

Im sorry for being such a bitch

I'll cancel my plans today to be with you

That's how you knew she was really sorry, she would never skip being at the mall. It was her second kingdom besides school. As much as you didn't want to give in to her spam of apologies you couldn't help it, she texts like a desperate boyfriend. When Regina wasn't a bitch she was a clingy puppy who couldn't last a day without you. As much as it was hilarious it gave you butterflies, which you hated as your former bully had such a grip on you. Multiple spams later you decide to respond.

Oh rlly??

What happens if I say the only way I can forgive you is with tickles and kisses?

Seconds later you were wishing you could unsend that message. Your mind spoke over your rational decisions this time, and that her clingy messages were putting you in a delighted tickle mood. Before thinking of unsending it bubbles came up, Regina was going to respond. This was either another insult grab or she was actually giving in, which she rarely does to requests like this.

...

Hope you can run

Regina didn't mean that, you can walk as slow as possible to her car and she would still wait for you. You turned your phone around, trying to focus on school for the rest of the period without distractions of Regina's possible teases. Teases weren't distracting enough, it was her appearance that couldn't make you any less excited. Pink clothing, manicured nails, the rare time the blonde wore bangs. The cold hearted bitch radar was soon to come off.

“I'm not going to give in.", you say, immediately sprinting to her pink Jeep. It was the first you didn't any physical activity for a purpose. You pushed, shoved, said a few I'm sorrys to get to her vehicle. You were exhausted, dehydrated, feeling better after letting all that anger out in running but you finally next to Regina. Her smile soften, feeling calm as if she didn't ruin people's lives extra hard for no reason. The car ride was silent, smiling at each other and holding hands so no unnecessary pokes come out.

“Your still ticklish on your tummy right?", Regina asks, breaking the ice. There was no point in asking, she knew what spots were ticklish from the last time. She just loved how bad you malfunctioned from ever trying to answer.

“Uhm uhm...I don't know, it might've changed since the last time I've been tickled." You say, avoiding eye contact by staring at the window. She smiles, knowing you'd lie to her face about it.

“Youre right, I just wanted to know. Since I love wrecking you to tears right baby?", Regina says in your flirty tone that makes you internally shriek. You bit your finger away from a smile, still not looking at her. Although it was noticable that you weren't ready for the destruction Regina was about to cause based on those pinky pink cheeks.

She parked in the driveway, automatically holding your hand and tugging you inside the house. Regina does it in a quickly fashion to get away from her mother, who usually swarms her with questions after school. Regina rushes you upstairs, going into her room and locks the door without any further interruptions. She leads you to the bed, getting on top of you as you giggle by the close contact between you and Regina.

“Getting giggly already? I haven't even touched you."

“Sorry.", you didn't know what else to say. You were too busy staring in her eyes to even contrapt a thought in your brain.

“It's okay baby, I just thought you were going to try a bit harder in being mad at me. You're doing a bad job with how your slightly these spots slip.", Regina says, diving immediately to your armpits. You let out the loudest laugh you've ever had around Regina. Sometimes you'd try to contain your laugh so it wouldn't be too annoying for Regina. But based on how hard Regina was trying to insert your hands into your armpits it was like she was purposely making you laugh that way.

“STAWPSTAWPHAHHAH!!", you squeal, barely trying to even squirm. Your legs fall flat as you just enjoy the forgiving tickles from Regina.

“I'm not stopping until you forgive me. And I know you don't forgive me too easily.", She lies, you're a forgiving person unless it's Regina. You've already forgiven her the second she guided you inside her house.

“Who knows, maybe I've changed."

“Really? Even when I do this?", Regina says, now reaching for your hip bone. She uses both thumbs to dip to your hips, your shirt slightly exposed due to how short it was. You did more yelling than laughing, Regina getting warmer to your worst spot. Eventually you did have to squirm, making Regina get off you so you can squirm freely.

“AHHHHHHHHAHAHAHA!", Regina could've covered your mouth by now to not raise questions but she was enjoying it. You can hear the evil chuckles mixed in your laughter. She stops, laying on her side facing you as your giggles get quieter. You cross your arms, pretending to be mad even if she tickled all the anger out of you five minutes ago.

“Still mad at you."

“I'm sorry baby. What nickname would you like besides loser? Would you like tickle toy instead?", Regina asks, causing a small grin from you. Her hand lands on your stomach, slipping under your gray shirt for a few finger tickles. You hid a few giggles in, trying not to answer but Regina pesters you with a few more nicknames. “How about my little lee? Pink blusher? My tickle me Elmo?" Based on how she was holding eye contact with you she was serious, she expected an answer. You barely contained it while her fingers drifted up and down your sides, making sure you felt every sensation of tickles.

“Baby sounds fine...", You say, smiling and letting her fingers roam around your mid section. Her smirk rises, going up towards your ribs, and feeling your body twitch at every tickle. You felt her getting closer to you, her lips getting closer to your ears. You made sure to hold still to hear what evil teases she might say.

“Baby sounds too simple don't you think?", Regina questions, then wrecks your tummy causing an outburst of tickles. You laugh all the way off the bed, causing a loud thump on the ground. Regina laughs, waiting for you to get up knowing you weren't really hurt. You get up, trying to be a brat towards Regina for tickling you so hard.

“I think we're done here."

“Really? Because I don't think I'm finished wrecking you just yet.", Regina says, tugging your body back in bed to be tickled once more. Once you were back to laying down your tummy was full of scribbles and pokes. You were screaming with laughter and still Regina loved it. Of course you weren't in misery, you would be miserable if you weren't tickled.

“FUCKKKKKKHAHHAHAHHA!!", Your laugh was high pitched, sort of like a hyena. It gets scratchy sometimes or airy, but it's those begging for mercy screams Regina craves the most.

“Gosh don't tire yourself out I haven't even gotten to the good part yet.", Regina says, stopping as her nails touch the hem of your shirt. You get nervous, wondering what the good part even was. It was the first Regina ever said such a phrase.

“Whats the good part?" You say, touching her soft hands just in case she plans to attack.

“Don't be so tense baby I think you'll like it.", Regina says flirtatiously, lifting up your shirt quickly and scribbling it again. You pulled it down, although it made no effect to the tickling. Regina's tickling was addictive, you didn't want to be away from it. She knew you weren't trying to run away, you were trying your hardest not to squirm so far apart. It was the lightest tickles she could inflict that caused you scream in laughter as if you were in agony.

“BABEEEEEHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!", You move your body back and forth as if that'll help. The tickling lasts for a solid hour and ends with a raspberry on your fully exposed tummy. The raspberry was unexpected, usually she wasn't a mouth on tickling learner. She'd complain about fixing her lipstick of her foundation being ruined but for today it just felt right. It was worth it to see your face red of giggles and stomach cramping from how much it tickled.

Regina fans your overheating body, making sure you reach back to body temperature. You had a big smile, wishing she would do it again. But Regina's special tricks weren't something to try twice. You looked at her, tucking her hair behind her ear and touching her cheeks.

“I forgive you."

“I know you do. It's physically impossible to hate me when I tickle you this good."

[tubbytarchia]

Embarrassing idea I don't have the capability to visualize the way I imagine it (maybe in the far future lol), but Tango deep in the Decked Out Castle, lights out, mobs frozen in time and him staggering on his feet as he feels the air leave his lungs one last time

"You're still here? It's over."

He fights the need to close his eyelids but as he inevitably does, he finds them weightless afterward, opening them back up with ease, sunny rays greeting him from behind Jimmy's silhouette over him. He says something with a concerned look, holds out his hand and Tango takes it as Jimmy guides them back to the ranch

"Go home."

[ghastigiggles]

ive just come across your blog and your fics are seriously the cutest… plus you’re a wlw writer!! hopefully you’re still doing the mischievous prompts, if you are… may i request lee!acheron x ler!blackswan with “and what are you going to do, tickle me?” I could totally imagine acheron saying this as a joke and blackswan’s face lighting up thinking actually… thats a great idea!

Mischievious Prompts [Temporarily Closed]

“It occurs to me,” Black Swan lilts, “That you aren’t often close with people. Physically.”

“It wouldn’t take a Memokeeper to figure that out.”

Her laugh is soft and melodic, a sound that makes Acheron shut her eyes, soothed and comforted; a latent part of her wonders if that’s just the effect a Memokeeper’s voice has on a person. Her heart knows it’s not. Either way, she could easily get used to the gentle pressure on her side, and the arm wrapped around her waist. The weight of the Memokeeper’s head on her shoulder.

“Where does this observation come from?”

“You seem tense, is all – even though you know I’m not a threat to you. My every touch is tender and sweet, yet you don’t seem to know how to take it. I don’t think it’s conscious on your behalf, but it affects you regardless. That much is plain.”

“Is it a problem?”

“I suppose not,” She concedes; “But I would like to help ease that tension for you. You deserve that much.”

The emanator opened her eyes at that, and tilted her head to inspect Black Swan with vacant curiosity. 

“And what are you going to do to achieve that?”

“Patience, my dear emanator.”

Black Swan purred into her ear, squeezing her gently in a sideways embrace that Acheron by no means hated. She felt the Memokeeper’s hand slide against her side, tugging her jacket back enough to expose the skin further – and Acheron didn’t stop her. 

The tracing started pleasant enough, a gentle rubbing that slowly got lighter and lighter, until it teased her nerves into a state of prickly unrest that made the corners of her mouth twitch unbidden and her arm start to fall in opposition.

“... Tickle me?”

The unsteadily spoken words were meant to be a continuation of her prior question – but Black Swan, with a gentle chuckle, took it as bait, digging in her fingers a bit more persistently to earn a quiet squeal from Acheron as the emanator jolted and folded against her, pressing into her body. 

“Gladly.”

She couldn’t say that it really relaxed her much at all, with how much she squirmed – but she relished every gentle touch regardless, and didn’t mind much about her loss of composure at all. She was simply glad it was the Memokeeper.

[fluffyweeby]

Could I politely request ler!dad might and Lee!deku

Of course! Some DadMight for u!

As always thanks for the request and I hope u had an amazing Christmas and New Year!🎄 💜

[cloudysfluffs]

tickling your human host is SO unfair

(ns//fw and/or fetish blogs please dni🙏🙏)