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xolliwritez · 2 years ago

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Ango's Weakness || BSD Tk Fic

A/N: Thanks to a certain someone, cough, Dani, cough, I have been convinced to do this. Hope all you other Ango enjoyers like this!!

Summary: Ango and Y/N are watching movie's, during this, you make a wonderful discovery.

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"Ango, get off your laptop, it's movie night!" Y/N sighs, a gentle roll of their eye's catching his attention. "You know I saw that, right?" He said, giving you a sly smirk, as you could feel your cheeks flush slightly, pouting ever so slightly, making him chuckle gently.

"Alright alright, I'll stop for now." He said, saving his work and closing the page, turning his laptop off and putting it on charge to the side, before joining you on the lounge. "So, what movie did you pick out?" He asks, gently pulling you close to him so the both of you were cuddling. Y/N got the blanket beside them, neatly tucked, and undid it, wrapping it around the both of them to grow comfy.

Ango made a comfortable sigh as he wraps his arm around Y/N's. "I chose this one, it's called (insert name), that sound good to you?" You asked sweetly, a warm smile invading his face. "It's perfect." Ango says, kissing your temple, again, making Y/N's face grow red. "S-Stop doing that.." You mutter, making Ango make an amused scoff, "You know you love it when I do that, darling." He says, caressing your cheek with the back of his hand, his skin was soft and supple, yet it was slightly cold, not that you minded it, however. It was a comforting cold in a sort of way, as he rubs his thumb over your jawline, kissing your cheek as he pulls away, making you huff softly.

"Fine fine, no more dilly dallying around, let's watch the movie." You proclaimed, Ango humming in agreement.

Thirty minutes in, Y/N started to feel a bit more clingy, your hand crawled under Ango's arm, gently rubbing at his side, the unexpected contact retracted an unusually shaky gasp from the brunette, this gained both of you and his attention to the very hand at his side.

"Y..Y/N, do you, ah.. mind taking away your hand?" He asks, with a hint of embarrassment, a cheshire grin from ear to ear sticking on your face.

"Oh, I do mind, actually." Y/N's eye's stared into Ango's dirty emerald one's, making his cheeks swell red. "Y/N.. Don't." He attempts to warn you, but you squeeze yourself closer against him, wrapping your arm's ever so innocently against his waist, "All I want is to cuddle, darling~" You dared to tease him, and it worked successfully, making him blush brightly.

Before he could say anytjing in protest, his breath hitched as Y/N's nails circled against his side's, his body involuntarily arching the opposite way. "A-Ah!? Y/N, no!" He scolds you like a misbehaving puppy, but you don't falter your movements, curling your nail's a little faster against the sensitive area, as his defense is rapidly dropping. "Y-Y/N! Noho- gah!" He covers his mouth out of embarrassment, a soft giggle leaving his lips, making you flush in awe. You never heard him giggle before, only when he was the one getting you, but today, that changed.

"You're so cute like this, An-An!" You smiled, deciding you were getting bored of his side's and opting for his stomach, watching him shiver out a whimper, curling up against the couch, using his forearms to cover his face, only leaving his wobbly smile to your gaze, making Y/N chuckle at him.

You crawled your left hand up and started scribbling at his ribs, making him gently chuckle into his wrists, his glasses were half knocked off, just holding on by a thread, and a few tears of mirth had appeared, het he never told you to stop..

"Oh? Do you like this?" You taunt, laughing along with him as he just whined softly, quivering under your touch. Before he knew it, he arched his back off the couch and proceeded to cackle, all because you kneaded clueless thumbs at the side's of his ribs. "Uh oh, seems I got you, beloved~" Y/N proceeds too laugh along with him, as Ango shrieks.

"Y/N! GYAH!? AHAHAH! GEHEHE-GEHET OFF! STOHOP!"

At those last word, you stop, pulling him in your lap and proceeded to place gentle, loving kisses against his neck, a few behind his neck making him giggle, you giggling in return and stopping as his hand blocked anymore kisses there.

"You alright?" Y/N asks, clearly a bit worried, but still highly amused at his situation. "Yes, yes, I'll be.. ahem.. alright.." He heaves, fixing his glasses and even his hair, before cupping your cheeks softly and placing a gentle kiss at your lips, proceeding to stradle you.

"Now.. it's your turn."

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feather-melody · 6 months ago

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mushiranpoe tk headcanons cause i'm going insane over them

CW: foot tickles mentioned

between all three of them, poe is the most active in the tickle community and he was in it way before their relationship started

he secretly runs a tickle blog and writes mind-blowing tickle fics that he is crazy embarrassed of

ofc ranpo knew about it all along and when he dropped the truth toward the beginning of their relationship, poe could not speak properly for a solid three minutes

ranpo thought it was cute tho and happily indulged in his interest. started to really like it himself and officially joined the community (and dragged mushi into it when he started dating them)

poe loves loves LOVES being tickled by ranpo, his heart beats real fast and it makes him feel bubbly hehehe

ranpo is the primary ler between them all, he's a menace. i mean. he is a canonical ler

he loves having that bit of power over two guys that are taller than him and loves making them laugh. he also thinks it's funny how sensitive they are

he'll deduce their worst spots and absolutely bully them. he'll tease them too, he's a pretty condescending ler (in the playful way)

on the other hand, mushitarou is pretty much the resident lee lmao

not only does he just have humongous lee energy, he just rarely tickles the others because he thinks its childish and embarrassing (and that's exactly why they tickle him so often hehehe)

poe used to consider himself strictly lee until mushitarou joined the mix. ranpo made him help tickle mushi and he enjoyed it way more than he thought he would

something about making mushi squirm and giggle just rang his bell and he suddenly understood why ranpo liked tickling him so much lmao

so now poe likes to tickle mushitarou too but he's way nicer to him than ranpo is (i just love the ler!poe/lee!mushi combo okay?? it's so underrated)

ranpo likes to surprise the other two with tickles all the time and even after all this time they're still not used to it

he'll walk his fingers up their sides or poke their ribs or blow into their ear

poe gasps softly and tries to contain his reactions but mushitarou absolutely *shrieks* and ranpo thinks it's the funniest thing

ranpo and poe like doing this thing where they trap mushi between them and wreck him and they call it a "tickle sandwich"

sometimes it's mushi lying between them in bed and other times poe has mushi on his lap while ranpo sits on mushi's lap

tickle interrogations are a big thing with them

ranpo knows whenever the others are guilty of something and threatens to tickle them unless they fess up

poe is difficult on purpose to get tickled and tries to hold out for as long as possible

mushi plays dumb but folds as soon as the tickles start

poe will also interrogate ranpo with pokes and prods at his sides to make him giggle

tickle games are also a big thing between them

for example, one gives the other two a mystery to solve and if one/both answer wrong, the loser(s) get tickled. (ranpo rarely loses, meanwhile mushitarou is at a huge disadvantage and constantly complains about it)

tickle sessions in general are just big with them

ranpo will sit between the other two as they lay on their backs and tickle them, sit on their ankles and tickle both of their feet, make poe hold mushitarou still so he can't escape, etc.

poe blushes like crazy whenever he has to watch mushitarou get tickled and vice versa

as much as mushitarou gets tickled, he definitely has a love/hate relationship with it. like yes, it's unbearable but he also kind of likes that it's unbearable?? and he loves the attention. it's complicated and he just finds it embarrassing in general

he isn't quite as open with his affection so helping them with their ler moods is one of his ways of showing appreciation no matter how much he complains

ofc they're very mindful of his boundaries and make sure to never push it to the point that he can't breathe!!

he's a crybaby tho, his laugh is whiny and hysterical. ranpo and poe absolutely eat it up (i'm just obsessed with the idea of them loving on mushitarou ESPECIALLY WITH TICKLES i see too much content with him just being their third wheel, i will fix that)

poe's laugh is gaspy. he tries to muffle/hide his reactions but ends up squeaking and yelping

ranpo's laugh is bright n bubbly!! super super cute and he giggles sometimes

i can't see ranpo being a lee *too* often but i can imagine him letting poe get some tickles in from time to time. poe likes tickling him gently before they sleep

adding onto that, poe likes gently tickling his partners with light, fluttery traces on their stomach and kisses/nibbles to their neck. mushitarou actually finds this kind of tickling pretty pleasant

poe would probably splurge on tickle tools (quills, electric toothbrushes, hairbrushes, vibrating massagers, etc.) because he's loaded and VERY passionate about tickling FHSGJFSGH

overall, their home is just full of tickles and laughter idc how indulgent i'm being i love them hhgfjkfsdkhj

#bsd tickle #bungou stray dogs tickle #mushiranpoe tickling #bsd tickle headcanons #i may write more at some point or make a fic for these guys #also may reupload my mushipoe fic!!#melody headcanons

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itslittlegiggle · 2 years ago

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omg ,, u can ignore this if you want dw but do you have any bsd hcs :eyes emoji:

(i’ve been hoarding this for the past 2 days) DO I EVER BABE

i’m rewatching BSD right now bc it’s been so long that i knew i’d forget what was going on lol so season 4 characters aren’t here but here are some of my favsss

atsushi:

- BABY babybabybabyba

- squeaky. high-pitched giggles. big blush, BIG PINK BLUSHER

- his waist and tumby are his worst spots, Will Squeal

- OH AND THIGHS

- but he’s ticklish everywhere and will be babbling and stuttering before he’s even touched lmao just wiggle ur fingers at him. a turtle-upper for sure

- dazai tickles him a lot bc he’s a Menace and atsushi is Cute and sometimes kunikida has to rescue him

- also akutagawa and their tickle fights are so cute bc they’re both just like uncoordinated when tickled and it’s so funny (i feel like i still don’t get aku’s character enough to have more for him ahhhh)

tanizaki

- idk man i feel like he’s a ticklish ribs kinda dude

- like just grab at his ribs and he shrieks and it’s hilarious

- also ticklish everywhere. toes are really good too!!

- again, when dazai is feeling silly goofy mood he will tickle tanizaki and the poor boy just screamy screams and cackly cackles

- just goes kinda limp when tickled and like. twitches lmao

- SWEATER PAWS he covers his face with his sweater paws PLEASE 😭😭😭 he gets so shy

- rn i’m going through atsushi and tanizaki Brainrot so just think about them rolling around and squealing and shrieking when one of them gets the other in a good spot

kenji

- LOVES TICKLES!!! will unashamedly shout it to the rooftops

- just thinks it’s all great fun!!!!

- hmmmm i feel like he is a tumby and sides kind of guy

- super responsive when tickled and squirms and cackles so loud and people love tickling him bc it’s fun hahaha also bc he’s one of the youngest so he’s the Baby Brother everyone likes bugging

- will tickle anyone and everyone. will grab tanizaki’s ribs to make him yelp and poke atsushi to hear him giggle

kunikida

- HIS BACK IS SO TICKLISH DJCJSKHQ

- like swiping a finger down his back makes him shudder and yelp so obvs dazai uses it against him

- clawing at his back? SHRIEKS like he will literally scream-laugh and he gets mad embarrassed lol

chuuya

- hips. and like the crease where his hips meet his thigh. squeeze there and he is goneeee lmao

- dazai loves to tickle him

- ummmm yeah that’s all i can think of right now sorry lol

THESE ARE SHORT AND I DID LIKE 2 CHARACTERS but these are my top-of-my-head headcanons for them 💅🏻 THANKS FOR MAKING ME THINK ABOUT THESE GOOFS I LUB THEM

#tickle headcanons #bsd tickle #bungou stray dogs tickle #atsushi #atsushi nakajima #tanizaki #tanizaki junichirou #kenji #kenji miyazawa #chuuya #chuuya nakahara #dazai #dazai osamu #kunikida #kunikida doppo #tickle fic

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gargalezthesia · 2 years ago

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chibi is mean!!!!

#lee!dazai #bsd tickle #bungou stray dogs tickle #ler!chuuya #sort of #tickle art

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cease-this · 1 year ago

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Guys if i started a BSD TK discord to talk about head canons and stuff who would join

#bsd tickle #bungou stray dogs tickle #sfw tk

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fluffy-ami · 1 year ago

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SIS HELLO AND CONGRATS ON 300+ FOLLOWERS!!

May I request lee!Kunikida or Ango? If not, just go for any bsd character you like most <3

Have a wonderful day/night! <3

.......you will get both 🫵🏻 (i love u), I'll just post them separately and tag you once I'm done with my little Ango doodle! Have this for now✨🌸

✨silly doodles silly doodles silly doodles✨ I am so normal about them I swear- (click for slightly better quality lol)

(Milestone ☁️ Top 5 Favourite Fandoms + Recently added) Requests are still open! 🌟

#answered asks #nat the fluffball 🐀#tickling #my stuff #tickle art #art #ami's art #bungou stray dogs #lee!kunikida #ler!dazai #dazai osamu #kunikida doppo #help I was so soft while drawing them 🥹#pls I adore lee kunikida so much oh god thank you for giving me the opportunity to draw him 🙏🏻😭✨🌸#thank you so much and have a wonderful day too sis <3 #just wait until I deliver your boi ango to you sis 😎🍺#300 followers #milestone

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fourthavecafe · 1 month ago

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hey, Can you do a chuuya x reader x dazai type thing where the reader is mad at them and ignoring them and chuuya and dazai decide to tickle her and talk about it like she isn’t even there for revenge or something, it’s fully up to you though.

You knew pulling a prank on Dazai and Chuuya was risky but you never expected the revenge to be this ruthless. Before you can react, Chuuya is on top of you, pinning your arms to the ground with an almost smug expression on his face.

“You really thought you could get away with that, huh?” Chuuya’s voice is dripping with playful malice, his grip firm on your wrists.

Dazai leans down, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he lowers his hands to your belly. “Oh, don’t mind us. We’re just here to teach you a little lesson.” His fingers glide across your stomach, eliciting an uncontrollable burst of laughter from you.

You try to squirm but Chuuya’s weight keeps you immobile. “What’s the matter?” Chuuya asks, feigning innocence. “Can’t handle a little payback?”

Dazai chuckles softly, his hands moving to your thighs, where he starts mercilessly tickling, making your laughter turn frantic. “You should’ve known better than to mess with us” dazai teases. “Now look at you. Such a mess.”

Despite the way you’re writhing beneath them, laughing uncontrollably, they act like you aren’t even there, calmly carrying on their conversation.

“This one’s really sensitive, huh?” Chuuya smirks, his grip not faltering.

Dazai nods, keeping a straight face while his fingers dance over your skin. “Definitely. It’s almost too easy.”

“Too bad for you, you’re at our mercy” Chuuya adds, giving you a quick glance before turning back to Dazai. “We should’ve done this sooner.”

As your laughter echoes around the room, you’re left completely at their mercy, their teasing words making the tickling even more unbearable. They take their time, dragging it out, enjoying every second of your helplessness.

Chuuya tightens his grip on your wrists, a smirk spreading across his face as he glances down at you. "You really did this to yourself, y'know? What kind of fool pulls a prank on us?"

Dazai, ever the instigator tilts his head with a mischievous smile. "Exactly. You're just too ticklish for your own good. It's almost cruel how easy it is."

You can barely respond through your laughter, your body jolting as Dazai continues to trace his fingers along your stomach. Every stroke is deliberate, testing just how far you can go before the laughter turns into desperation.

"Aww, does this spot really get you?" he muses, pulling your shirt up to expose more of your bare skin. His fingers explore the sensitive areas just below your ribs, sending shocks of ticklish sensation up your sides.

"N-no!" you manage between gasps of laughter but Dazai pretends not to hear.

Chuuya chuckles darkly. "Oh, don't play innocent now." He slides one of his hands down to tug your sleeve downward , revealing your bare underarms. His fingers start gently teasing the skin, barely grazing it at first, before he digs in, tickling your exposed armpits with ruthless precision.

"Bet you regret that prank now, huh?" Chuuya leans in close, his voice low and teasing as he watches you squirm. His fingers work over every inch of your underarm, the tickling sensation almost unbearable.

Your laughter is relentless, your body jerking and twisting but Chuuya's weight keeps you pinned. "Too bad you can't move" he mocks, as if your frantic movements weren't enough evidence of your helplessness. "You're stuck here until we decide we're done."

Dazai's hands drift lower again, targeting the soft skin of your belly and sides, his fingers moving in torturous patterns. "It's like you're not even trying to stop us," Dazai teases with mock sympathy.

"Or maybe you're just having so much fun down there." He gives a playful squeeze to your side, making you arch involuntarily from the shock of the sensation.

Chuuya smirks down at you, his fingers still working over your bare armpits, shifting from soft teasing strokes to firmer tickling. "I have to admit, you're handling this better than I thought" he says with a grin. "Though I doubt you'll be able to prank us again after this."

Dazai chuckles, his fingers continuing their relentless assault on your stomach, occasionally moving to your hips and lower ribs. "Don't worry, we're just getting started.After all, we can't let you off that easy for being so mean to us."

They both laugh as if sharing an inside joke but to you, every word feels like a playful taunt as you lie there helpless, laughter pouring out of you while they take their sweet time exploiting your most ticklish spots.

#bungou stray dogs #bsd chuuya #dazai osamu #tickle fic #tickletorture

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rachi-roo · 1 year ago

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OMG- YOU DECIMATED FYODOR IN YOUR LAST FIC XD! I loved it! Can I please request some Sigma tickles? You know how Nikolai's favourite hobby is messing with Sigma? Well, what about one day, Sigma is reading (being peaceful for once) and Nikolai comes up to him and pesters him to read out loud a bit. Sigma complies because he's done with Nikolai's shit. And then Nikolai starts softly tickling Sigma to get him to mess up his reading. He starts teasing Sigma with air tickles and saying things like, 'if you mess up, I'll ticke you,', making Sigma more nervous, leading to more tickles, more fluff, and more cuteness! The best part? Sigma's never been tickled before, he doesn't know what the hell is happening except for the fact that he kind of likes it.

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Bungou Stray Dogs: Read it and weep.

Tee-Hee, Fyodor had that coming let's face it, the dirty rat XD Thank you! Glad you liked it! Let's hope this one turns out just as good for ya 👀 Little Sigma shouldn't have been left alone with this damn clown, very irresponsible XD Bonus points if you know what book Siggy is reading!!! ❤️

Summary: Nikolai convinces Sigma to read a story for him, but he has undiagnosed ADHD and gets bored of it quickly 👀

Lee!Sigma, Ler!Nikolai

Tw: None

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It was a cold autumn evening, Sigma was perched comfortably on a sofa in the little motel he had been placed in, after being saved by a certain murderous jester.

He would have been comfortable sitting there all night had he not been hounded by said Jester.

"Come ooooon! Please?" Nikolai whined, nudging Sigmas shoulder for the fourth time as he knelt beside him on the couch, begging with his eyes for Sigma to read to him. "You know how bored I get if I'm not given attention!"

Sigma sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "That I do..." He glanced at the clock, wondering if he could use dinner as an excuse to not read aloud. Unfortunately, not. He turned to Nikolai, who was still looking at him with those big puppy eyes.

"... Fine."

"Yippee!" Nikolai cheered, grabbing a plump cushion from the couch and making himself comfortable on the floor, sitting between Sigmas legs and using his knee as a head reast.

Once he was comfy, Sigma rolled his eyes and turned back to the first page in his book, he could always pick up where he was later, it's not like he didn't love reading this story. "Once there were four children whose names were Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy."

Nikolai sighed in content, happily listening to Sigmas soothing voice. It was so comforting to be able to just listen to someone. That comfort didn't last long, as Nikolai was a fidget. Getting bored so easily. He eyed Sigmas focused expression, not caring about the words being spoken anymore as a cheeky grin grew across his pale cheeks.

" 'What's that noise?" said Lucy suddenly. It was a far larger house than she had ever been in before and the thought of all th'-thohose- gh-" Sigma giggled quietly, feeling Nikolais hand upon his other knee, softly ghosting his fingers over the surface of his kneecap. He bit his lip, trying to ignore the sensation in hopes he would stop.

"Mhm- 'Those long passages and rohows of doors leading into empty rooms was beginning to make her feel a' lihittle-"

"Ticklish~?"

"Huh?" Sigma looked up from his book as Nikolai spoke over him. "Ticklish? No, that's not what it says."

Nikolais grin widened as he shifted his position, placing one hand on each of Sigmas knees, raising a brow as he gave both a brief squeeze. "No, goof ball, I'm asking if you're ticklish~"

A look of confusion took over Sigmas expression as his knees jerked away slightly. "Uhum... I don't know? I've read the definition of that word somewhere before but I don't think I've ever experienced something that matched it."

Nikolai nodded, waving a dismissive hand. "Very well. Doesn't matter. Keep reading~" It didn't matter at all. Nikolai had his answer. "But don't read it wrong again, or I'll have to punish you~"

That sentence coming from Nikolai was far more intimidating than you'd have thought. Sigma gulped, finding his place in his book again. "Right... 'Feel a little creepy. "It's only a bird, silly," said Edmund. "It's an owl." Sahaid Pehe-! Ahem... P-Peter."

As Sigma continued to read, Nikolai would trace and jellyfish over his kneecaps, reveling in just how awfully Sigma was failing to keep a straight face as a quivering smile tugged on his lips. He was indeed, very ticklish.

"Gosh, what's got you so squirmy tonight? Do you really not want to read to me that badly?" The jester teased, sitting back slightly to avoid a knee to the chin as he squeezed just above Sigmas knee, making him jerk away and snort suddenly.

Both gasped, sharing a look of suprise in silence as Sigma covered his mouth. "M'sorry." He apologised through his fingers, fearing what Nikolai was going to do to him.

"Last chance~" The other beamed, biting his lip eagerly, knowing very well he was going to win this scenario.

"Oh god- Uh... "This is going to be a wonderful place for birds. I shall go to bed n-OHOW-!" Sigma cackled suddenly, dropping his book and making a grab for Nikolais hands before their eyes met and panic set in.

"Uh-oh~" Nikolai sang as Sigma leaned back into the sofa, bringing his arms over his face, peeping between them as he slouched downward as Nikolai leaned closer.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I-I didn't mean to! It's just, you're making my knees itchy." He pleaded, looking up at Nikolai as he loomed over him, half kneeling between Sigmas legs.

"Pff- haha! Itchy? Oh, Sigma. My sweet, sweet Sigma. What an innocent child you are." Nikolai chuckled, cracking his knuckles before flexing them near Sigmas sides, sending ghost sensations through the others body.

It was strange. Why did Sigma feel so weird!? His stomach felt warm, and he desperately wanted to protect his sides from the sight of those wriggling fingers. "Nikolai, please, don't hurt meEHEEEE!?"

Two tickling hands suddenly latched onto Sigmas sides, pressing and squeezing at the soft flesh that was barely protected by his funky coat. Sigma arched his back, pushing at Nikolais chest with all his might, but in his reclined position and with Nikolai standing between his legs, he could go nowhere.

"Wahahait! W-Whahat is thihis!? I-I don't understAHAHAAAA!" He threw his head back, trying to bring his knees up at Nikolai massaged his thumbs into his ribs.

"Heheee~ See, Siggy boy, this is ticklish~ A truly adorable weakness to have. And it seems to be a big one for you." Nikolai chuckled, shaking his clawed fingers into Sigmas tummy, causing him to try and curl up like a woodlouse.

"Wahahait! EheheAHAHA! N-Nik-Nikolahai! Stah-Stahap- Oho! NananaaaAHAHA!" Sigmas laughter was bright and boyish. A real, proper 'ha ha' laugh with some small snorts to punctuate.

"Awww, looks like you're enjoying yourself, little guy. Tickle, tickle, tickle~ Haha! Coochie, cooo~!" Nikolai laughed with the three year old man as he bucked and writhed beneath his tickling fingers, cooing and baby talking him to add to the flustering predicament Sigma had found himself in.

"D-Dohon't say that! Ahaha! -snort- P-Ple- Wai-HAHA! NoooohOHO!"

His cheeks and ears were a pretty shade of pink. His two toned hair had become a mix match of white and lilac strands as it became tangled from his struggles whilst Nikolai drilled his thumbs into Sigmas hips.

"Mehercyyy! HAHAHAaaa-! -Gasp-! AHAHA! N-Noho! Help! Hehehelp!"

"Oh I can't wait to tell my best buddy, Fyodor, about this! I'm sure he'd love to play too! Haha, tickle, tickle, tiiickle~ Siiigma, why don't we pause this for now, that way Fyodor can help us find your most ticklish spot when he returns!" Nikolai beamed happily as he suddenly stopped his attack, cupping Sigmas hands.

Sigma just lay there, limp as a noodle, his chest heaving as he dragged in oxygen. He was smiling, though. The tickly sensation lingering on his skin made him feel warm. It was pleasant. Perhaps it was his touch starved body talking, but he looked at Nikolai with an embarrassed nod.

"Sure... You can both help." He huffed, covering his eyes in embarrassment.

Nikolai laughed at his reaction. "I knew it! You are Lee!"

"... My names Sigma?"

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Thanks for reading! 🥰💕 Much love!

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mah-t-wordblog · 29 days ago

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Joke

Tickletober day 24

Lee: Fyodor Dostoevsky

Ler: Nikolai Gogol

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Ships: a little Fyodor x Nikolai

Warnings: This is a tickle fic, if you don’t like it, just scroll down

This fanfic is originally in Portuguese, my English is translated using an automatic translator, if there are any big errors you can tell me so I can fix them

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Nikolai walked, I mean, ran, to Fyodor, who was sitting in his armchair

“Fyodor! Fyodor!” He exclaimed

The Russian looked at him “yes?”

“Can I tell you a joke? You’ll find it hilarious!”

Fyodor smiled, this question was quite common

“Of course”

“So here it goes!” Nikolai spun around to emphasize the question “how do you make an octopus laugh?”

Fyodor scratched his chin, thinking

“Hmm, I don’t know, how?”

“You ten-tickle him!”

Nikolai laughed to himself

“That was really bad” Fyodor said

“Oh come on! Just this once! Give me a little laugh” Nikolai approached and put his hands on the man’s ribs

“Pfff” Fyodor said, holding his hands

“That was hilarious, ten-tickles, do you understand?”

“Nohoho ihit wahahasn’t” Fyodor didn’t laugh much because he wasn’t very ticklish, and also because he was holding himself back

“Oh sure it was, you’re laughing!” Nikolai exclaimed “I love hearing you laugh!”

The Russian threw his head back and laughed a little louder

“OK OK ENOHOHOUGH NIHIKOLAHAI”

The jester let him go

“Hahaha! Ten-tickles, do you understand?”

“Yes, yes, I already understood” Fyodor wasn’t angry, he was even smiling

Nikolai watched him “Can you play a song for me?”

The request wasn’t uncommon either, but it always happened out of the blue, as if the boy changed personality without warning

“Sure”

Nikolai took Fyodor’s cello and sat on the floor to listen to him play

He laughed as the music started, I guess he was crazy, and Fyodor didn’t care, he was just as crazy

🧡💜🖤🧡💜🖤🧡💜🖤🧡💜🖤🧡💜🖤🧡

Tickletoberrrrrrr 💛💛

#tickle fic #bsd tickle #bsd tickling #bungo stray dogs tickling #bungou stray dogs tickle #bungo stray dogs tickle #bungou stray dogs tickling #lee!fyodor #ler!nikolai

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xolliwritez · 1 year ago

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Late Night Sorrows || BSD Tk Fic

A/N: This is, once again, a late birthday gift for my wonderful friend and little brother figure, @stopiteatpopcorn !! I hope you enjoy, friend!

Summary: Your day hasn't been the best, everything that couldn't go wrong quite literally took a turn, luckily your best friend noticed this.

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You came home mopey, you were soaking yet, frustrated and just overall hated everything at this very moment. You immediately got into the shower and relaxed as the warm water dropped against your tense flesh.

As you came out, you immediately went to your bed, passing by a worried roommate as he, Mushitaro, approached you. The two of you were close, some would even mistake you as even closer, but you both just remained very close friend's, and as he walked in and noticed how upset you looked, he sighed and placed a weighted blanket over you, making you smile for a quick moment before going back to pouting.

"Y/N.." Mushitaro sighs, a hand coming up to rub against your lower back, soothing you as you leaned into his touch, now cuddling right against him, as tears fell onto his perfect pyjamas. Ususally he would complain that you were dirtying up his clothes, but seeing how sad you were, he allowed it to happen just this once. "C'mon, tell me.. What happened?" He reassures you with a soft smile, as you smile back sadly.

You continue to mope as you choke out what had been happening, and he felt even more pity for you. "Alright, shut it." He huffed, you knew he didn't mean it in a bad way, and it made you giggle, which made him smile in return. "We don't need you to become more sad, huh? That's no way to treat a birthday boy/girl." He pouted mockingly, as you playfully swat at him, as he gasps playfully.

"I'm offended! Hitting your number one best friend like they're a monster!?" He placed the back of his hand against his forehead, before a grin took place. "And I know a certain monster that just might be able to put a smile on your face, actually."

You pale, as you quickly hid under the weighted blanket, as he laughed out boisterously, energy filling him, as he gently wiggled your body from under the weighted blanket. "The tickle monster needs you out! He wants to see you smile~" He chuckled, poking over the back that curled under the blanket defensively, making you smile, giggles spilling as he went for your side's. "You're breaking!~" He cooed, as he then flopped against you, making you groan.

"Get off you big boulder!" You playfully retort, giggles spilling faster as he gasped, "I'm not fat, you big bully! Guess the tickle monster will have to teach you a lesson!"

He quickly turned you on your back and lays you in his lap, hands darting towards your tummy as you wail out in hysterics. Gaffaws that mimicked a crow making him snort and laugh along with you. "Give in, Y/N! You can't live for long~" He grinned, finger's darting all over your tummy, even poking your navel at random, as you kept thrashing.

"I GIHIVE! I GIHIHIVE!" You submit, as he hummed. "What!? I can't hear you over all this noise!" He said, laughing as you let out a whine. "YOU WIHIHIN! I'M SOHOHORRY!" You cackle, and at last, he stopped.

He gets up and comes back with some water, he even buries you in plushies that you owned, as you smile, the two of you hugging as you calmed from your giggle high.

"Thank you, Mushi."

"Of course, Y/N, anything for my birthday boy/girl." He wrapped the blanket around you two, as you both fall asleep a bit too quickly.

#sfw tickle community #sfw tk community #tk community #sfw tk blog #tickle content #tickle fluff #tickle fic #tk fic #bsd tickle #bsd tickling #bsd tickles #bungou stray dogs tickles #bungou stray dogs tickle #bungou stray dogs tickling #lee!reader #ticklish!reader #ler!mushitaro #ticklish!mushitaro

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ettaevie · 1 year ago

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Some of the creative choices made by the bsd anime adaptation for the sake of cool visuals end up causing some funny implications

For example:

Light Novel Mori: So I pretended that the old boss needed routine emergency throat surgery in order to open his airway, and then reported that he ultimately succumbed to illness during the procedure.

Anime Mori: Yeah so then I slit the old boss' throat with a KNIFE and let him BLEED OUT in his own bed. The stains from the blood-splatter can still be seen on the wallpaper TO THIS DAY.

Now which version sounds more suspicious to you?

#lol #this has tickled me since I first read 15 #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd mori #bsd fifteen

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pink-tk-a-latte · 6 months ago

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hellooo!! i’m back :D

may i req siglai (ler!nikolai, lee!sigma)? maybe a bit of silly romance because i ♡ them, (and i feel like making sigma twice as flustered just for fun. haha)

for the scenario/vibe, maybe nikolai decided that sigma looks too “grumpy” or stoic all the time, so he tries makes him laugh by tkling him? it’ll be funny if nikolai accidentally tkled him and decided to continue after sigma reacted. but that’s just a silly “what if” you don’t need to put it in the fic if you have other ideas!! /gen

also i’m so happy to see an atsulucy fan here. i love them so much they make me explode

- 🎀

SIGLAI REQ SIGLAI REQ!!!!!!!!!!

I love Siglai and Atsulucy an UNHEALTHY amount so thank you so much for the request, bow anon!!!! EXCITEMENT!!!!!

I thought this one would be a bit quicker to write since I already have so much Siglai written LMAO— except I didn’t use ANYTHING that I’ve already written and instead wrote a FERRIS WHEEL SCENE FOR SIGLAI (bc I read a fic recently and I love Ferris wheel scenes…) 🎡

AGAIN I’m sorry for how long this took. AGAIN I don’t have any reference for how long it should take. I’m seriously in love with this prompt so I feel bad for not getting it done right away 😭😭 I hope it is to your liking!!! Siglai anthology date— I love you, it’s ruining my life

Disclaimer for heights, possible claustrophobia, and getting stuck on a Ferris wheel (but it’s okay cuz abilities)

Sfw tickle fic!!!!!!! 1.5k words. Romantic (Pre-Relationship?) Nikosigggggggg

you can be alice, i’ll be the mad hatter

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“It’s nice to be back up in the air, isn’t it?”

Nikolai chirped as he turned to his companion. He hoped to see that normal-ish wonder and glee in Sigma’s eyes as he gazed out the window of the Ferris wheel box, watching the hustle and bustle of the fair below, neon lights and neon colors and the screaming of ride-goers fearing for their lives.

Instead, he found Sigma watching him, frowning as if in contemplation.

“Sigma~!” Nikolai waved a gloved hand in his face. “Sum Sum! Cookie! Siggy-my-Siggy!”

“Hm?” Sigma snapped to attention, mirror-like eyes clearing as he shook his head. Nikolai squealed internally as the braid in his hair flicked about (the one that he’d plaited). “Sorry, could you repeat that again?”

Nikolai pouted theatrically. “You’re not even looking at the view!” He put his hands together and looked up at Sigma with widened eyes. As Sigma chewed his lip guiltily, Nikolai held back a grin. “Do you not like it? Are you not having fun? Are you secretly plotting my demise?”

“What!? No! What even…” Sigma sighed and shoved Nikolai’s face. “I just had… stuff on my mind, I guess.”

Nikolai pulled closer to Sigma in response to being pushed away, now flush against his side. “Always in your head, hmmmmm?” He sandwiched Sigma’s cheeks between his hands, relishing the warmth of skin. “But I dragged you here to cut you free from all that! Look at your face! You’ll have wrinkles from sulking so much.” Nikolai squished and kneaded his face until his hands were batted away.

“It’s because you dragged me here that it’s hard for me to enjoy it! We’re supposed to be on a mission.” Guilt faded, Sigma crossed his arms and rumpled his brow. “And people keep giving us strange looks.”

Nikolai put a finger to his lips. “Have they? I didn’t notice! Why ever would they do so?”

“Because you’re wearing that.” Sigma eyed him up and down.

Obediently following his stare, Nikolai looked down at his full clown ensemble, a mishmash of patterns with a huge, frilly collar and balloon-like pants. Compared to Sigma’s lavender turtleneck and star-patterned slacks, Nikolai was dressed as though he were part of the carnival.

“But this is my normal date attire!” Nikolai wrapped himself around Sigma’s arm, winking. Framed by azure and white cotton clouds, the sky shifting behind him as they rose gradually through the air, Sigma’s face glowed pink.

“This isn’t a date!” Ah, Sigma’s flustered scowl and oh-so-cliché reaction — truly something to behold! His pretty eyes were narrowed and his perfect nose creased. It was a face that gave Nikolai impish butterflies, but he still found himself unfulfilled.

“So close! This isn’t a date… yet! Can you guess what’s missing?” Nikolai’s voice became grander, like a pop quiz host; before Sigma could respond, he continued. “I haven’t seen you smile once!”

Sigma frowned. “I have smiled.”

“Not enough! Oh, how I have failed you! What a sad, sorry, pitiful tragedy.” Nikolai pulled his lips into a grin of manic glee. With a flourish of his Overcoat, he stood, the clank of his boots on metal echoing in the bright red car. Sigma yelped, paranoid of it swinging.

He tapped a finger to his chin. “I’ve decided that I’m going to make you laugh! I bet it’s like waking up to angelic birdsong ♡.”

Sigma huffed, even as poppy red bloomed across his face. “I can laugh just fine without your help.”

“Oh? I’ve never heard you laugh before.”

“I’ve never heard you say anything funny.”

Gasping, Nikolai threw himself at Sigma’s feet, squeezing at his knees. “Cruel, cruel, so utterly cruel!”

Like that, he’d stumbled upon a windfall.

Sigma jolted, face freezing in a wobbly smile and pool-sized eyes. With a garbled yelp, he kicked at Nikolai’s chin and slapped a hand over his mouth.

Blinking, the jester squeezed again. And again. And again until Sigma, red in the face, was yanking his wrists away and shouting at him to cut it out.

Nikolai grinned.

“Whoopsie-daisy! Have I just discovered the key to Sigma’s smiles~ ✩?” He pulled himself up and leaned into Sigma’s space, forcing the other to peer up at him, fearful.

He swallowed. “I- I don’t know what you’re— WAHAhaha NOHO!”

Twisting his own arms, Nikolai had freed himself from Sigma’s grip and captured his wrists in one hand. His other kneaded circles into the top of Sigma’s knee. Sigma shook his head desperately, his cheeks curved, his lashes glued together in giddiness; Nikolai’s heart somersaulted.

“AHEAha STAhahaHAP! NAHakoholahai!”

“Yes, Little Red?” The color in Sigma’s face grew more radiant, and Nikolai trilled proudly. “Ooh, I know, you’re wondering if my theory was correct? Let’s see, let’s see… Your laughter is certainly a melody! Not quite birdsong though, perhaps more like a squalling pigeon!”

In Nikolai’s hand, Sigma’s fists clenched and unclenched. Cute. “ShuhuhUT AHAhahup!” Sigma shrieked and protested and headbutted his shoulder, attempting to push him away. Nikolai just nuzzled into his hair’s poofy, jagged part. His fingers found the contour of Sigma’s hip and exhumed a squawk and a lurch.

Like a capricious explorer, Nikolai’s mitts darted around the map that was Sigma’s figure. Fingers crawling, spidering up his thighs. A hand worming between his arm and his ribs despite how tightly he squeezed them together. Nikolai imagined Sigma’s nerves must be audibly fried, like so many hay bales after catching a spark.

“I rather like that you fight back, you know?” hummed Nikolai. “A little birdie born in a cage doesn’t know to be free, yet here you are!”

“STAhahap tahahalking about freeHEHEedom!” Even through squeals and giggles, the exasperation in his order was obvious.

Nikolai pouted. “You don’t wish to listen to my philosophy? But you’re my muse! The sight of you simply brings such marvelously poignant prose to my mind.”

He dropped Sigma’s hands, which thwacked Nikolai on his shoulders, then dug into his sleeve. “Dohohon’t youHEEhee stAHahart! PftahahaHEY!”

As he pinched at his hips, Nikolai found himself swaying to Sigma’s laughter. Rolling, euphonious, sprinkled with light, like the cosmos. Like stargazing, his joy felt pacific and snug, blanketing.

Nikolai would keep this memory locked in his vanity. With a hazy forlornness, he pondered if he would miss this sound when he was finally free.

Or perhaps he was merely losing his mind.

As suddenly as he’d started, Nikolai concluded his mischief when Sigma had burrowed into his arms, screeching muffled nonsense and beating his chest. The magnificent finale found Nikolai supporting the man by his shoulders as he wheezed and wiped away tears.

“Youhou’re such ahaha nuisahance…”

“Thank you!” Nikolai dodged the blow thrown his way.

In the end, Sigma’s meticulously sectioned hair had fallen into disorder, lily and lilac confused and astray. Out of the kindness of his heart, Nikolai began guiding the tufts back in place.

“So, is this a date yet, diamond? Is it is it!?” Nikolai fished for attention.

“You’re ridiculous,” Sigma puffed. His voice was warm and giggly, his nose buried in Nikolai’s ruff. Nikolai could feel the suppleness of Sigma’s cheek against his neck and pretended not to lean into it.

“I guess… it could be a date, but—”

Gthunk.

Sigma wrenched his head away as the Ferris wheel cart bumped and swayed. Against his wishes, Nikolai let him go.

“What happened? Did the wheel stop!?” Sigma, finally, mushed his face against the window. Indeed, they were at the peak, and the shifting of the scenery and gentle pull of the mechanisms had ceased. “We’re trapped! We need to call someone!”

Contrarily, Nikolai cackled. “Don’t worry about it.”

“What do you mean ‘don’t worry about it’?” Sigma whipped around to glare at him, frantic.

He beamed. “I mean we’re not trapped!” Brandishing his Overcoat, Nikolai stuck his hand through to boop Sigma’s nose. “Don’t work yourself into a tizzy, silly!”

“Oh.” Sigma’s posture opened in realization, coupled with a bashful sideways glance. “You… You’re right. Sorry to panic.”

“No need! It’s what I like about you.” Before Sigma could ask what that meant, Nikolai pointed to the window again. “And now you can admire the view! Isn’t it astounding?”

Relaxing in his seat, Sigma gazed at the cloud-covered sky and the flurry of the festivities below. He pressed close to Nikolai, and the pair curled around each other, like two turtle doves. “It’s nice.” He smiled his aloe vera smile. “It’s familiar.”

“Right!?” Nikolai took Sigma’s hands in his own. Sigma laughed freely, breathily. “I had a hunch you would fancy it!”

Sigma met his stare. “Thanks.” His moon-toned eyes crinkled and shone. Nikolai’s chest clenched to have such a face trained on him for once.

If he were standing, he would’ve spun around. Instead, he bowed. “Only my dearest pleasure!” He kissed Sigma’s hand just to feel his skin warm.

Then Nikolai pulled Sigma’s hands over his shoulder, so abruptly their noses bumped. Surprised and suddenly nervous eyes locked with Nikolai’s. He simpered. “But we still have so long before we’re rescued. It would be a shame to waste it.” Roguish, he rested his hand on the other’s waist. Sigma, despite his apprehensive gape, was already smiling. “Why don’t we have some fun?”

Thus, the pair made good use of their free time, and not much of it was spent enjoying the fair below.

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IB this fic <33 kiss kiss get stuck on a carnival ride

I am what they call an EmuKasa truther, I see a Ferris wheel scene and my heart explodes

Also I continue to not know WHAT COLOR SIGMA’S EYES ARE

#siglai #lee!sigma #ler!nikolai #ler!gogol #bsd tickle #bungou stray dogs #bsd #tickle #tickle fic #py is turning pink #(farmboy wesley voice) as you wish 💌#hello inconsistent titling conventions (can’t decide if I like all lowercase or not)#sorry for the melanie martinez reference ehe #love them so much!!! pretty white-haired gnc whimsical magical birdies #off topic but if someone were to grant me a lucysushi req I would marry them!!!!! ❤️🤍

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helleboretks · 2 years ago

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Kids Will Be Kids

This is a Sokouku Tickle Fic! With Lee!Chuuya, Ler!Dazai! If this isn’t your forte, no need to read!

Summary: Chuuya wants to get to their next mission, Dazai wants to satisfy his (both their) curiosity. We all know who gets what he wants anyway.

Dazai may be scary to a lot of people, but never truly to Chuuya.

It was odd to him at first, why everyone around him was so frightened by a literal child, only just reaching the fifteen mark in his years. If anything, to Chuuya he was…weird. Kind of a ridiculous weird, kind of a concerning weird. One of the most important emotions he seems to take pride in tends to be something close to listlessness.

He could be incredibly lazy if he wanted to, laying around and spacing out without a care in the world, and yet everyone would still steer clear of him if he was at least in the vicinity, or within earshot.

Chuuya did not exactly like what that implied.

But, no matter what Dazai did, whether it was shooting a corpse into the ground simply because what he gave them, the release of death, was something they ‘didn’t even deserve’, or using that master brain of his to create such elaborate and twisted plans, forcing Chuuya to go along with them whether he knew about it or not (and most often times, it’s the latter), Chuuya himself couldn’t always see why Dazai was so feared.

He was just…stupid.

Like right now.

Chuuya was staring Dazai down, whose face was covered with that iconic Suicide Handbook he somehow always seems to have on his person, sprawled out on the couch of one of the many lounges. He would have looked dead, had it not been for the soft rise and fall of his chest. He was asleep.

Fact still stands, this was Dazai. The kid who barely acts like a kid, something he’s only seen at least two or so times before. He can’t even be completely sure if the other is asleep, he’s very convincing in the ways of deceit after all.

“Oi, Dazai.” Chuuya huffed, hands stuffed in his pockets as he deadpanned. “We’ve got a mission in two hours, get the fuck up already.” He pressed a foot lightly into his partner’s side, not actually having any reason to kick him yet. The inevitable ‘yet’ makes him hold back an exasperated groan of annoyance already.

The other didn’t respond, still deep in (feigning?) exhaustion as light snores hummed from him. Chuuya let out a short growl, pressing a bit harder against his side, shaking the taller as well. “Dazai. Shitty mackerel, I said, get the fuck up!” He spoke a little harsher. And still, nothing, the idiot refused to move.

He huffed, glancing around the empty room. He really didn’t feel like getting into a fight today, if anything, he just wants this done and over with so they could move on and get to the mission. He sat down on the ledge of the couch, the only other place Dazai’s tall frame wasn’t covering, crossing one leg over the other. “Dazai.” He grumbled. “Mackerel, Shitty Dazai, Vagabond, Waste o’ Bandages.”

Not a single one of them got him to respond. Rolling his eyes, Chuuya reaches for Dazai’s book, peeling it off his face. He tried to resist the urge to take a peak at its contents, but ultimately failed, glancing at it for a few moments. Just as freakish as he thought it would be.

But when he finally takes a look at Dazai’s face, he can’t say the same for the boy.

Face scrunched, eyebrows in a tight crease, and a visible frown on (rather delicate) features, he didn’t look at peace, and yet he was still snoring away, mouth slipped open the smallest bit. He was in discomfort, clear as day for anyone to see. Was that why he had the book covering his face? He predicted even his own discomfort, and hid it from the world before it was even in progress of appearing?

Well, that was Dazai. Even many steps ahead of himself. And he knew nobody would disturb him either, with the status of Demon Prodigy, truly a genius of his own being, as much as Chuuya hates to admit it.

So maybe he felt a little pissed that Dazai probably thought it applied to him too.

Chuuya tapped the boy’s face twice, just to ensure that he’s actually asleep and not faking it. And sure enough, not even a twitch came over him. He didn’t exactly like the idea of having to wake up Dazai, but the sooner it’s done the better.

(That was a lie, the face of contorted distraught on Dazai didn’t fit him at all, it was unnerving and, dare he say it but, it worried him…)

He didn’t really think much of how he’d go about waking up Dazai, simply grabbing at his side and squeezing it rapidly, deeming that the safest way to go about it. “Oi, Dazai, get up-” Chuuya hummed, only to stop mid sentence when he heard a slight noise, stopping in his movements.

Was that what he thought it was? It couldn’t have been, it was probably just a little exhale from the touch Dazai’s brain was processing as a response. So hesitantly, he continued squeezing at his side, now letting his other hand join in the fray on the other side.

It didn’t take long for Dazai to start squirming in his sleep, arms curling closer to his chest as Chuuya gazed up at his face, looking for a sign of consciousness. Instead, he saw something different, so different in fact, that his own brain (and heart) seemed to stutter at what he was looking at.

Dazai’s face was growing pink, eyebrows twitching and sleepy exhales getting breathier, hitching a few times as his lips wobbled into something akin to a smile. Chuuya, curious to this odd kind of behavior, started speeding up his touches, almost fascinated by the other’s odd reactions.

He swore the other boy gasped, before sleepy giggles fell from his lips, trembling in place as his squirming became more erratic. Why was he giggling? Was it because of what Chuuya was doing? Was he just susceptible to odd kinds of touch? Was Chuuya’s touch even odd?

In his thoughts, he let his hands wander down to Dazai’s hips, experimentative. However, he jolted harshly when Dazai squealed (he fucking squealed!) loud, awake within an instant and sitting upright.

“Chuuya!” Dazai yelped, batting the other’s hands away. But nope, Chuuya was in his own world, eyes wide and practically sparkling in fascination. He’s never seen a person react like that to touch before, eyes flitting between his hands and Dazai’s face, who was very visibly pouting.

“That’s so mean, Chibi!” Dazai pouted, wiping away the sleep from his eyes as he held back a yawn. “I’m ticklish, idiot.” Chuuya blinked owlishly at that, gradually tilting his head to the side.

What??

“What’s that?” He asked blankly, and now it was Dazai’s turn to blink at him, for once seeming a bit stunned. “You don’t- you don’t know what that is?” Chuuya deadpanned at the Prodigy for that one. “Oh, of course I’d know whatever the fuck that is within the eight years I’ve been alive.” He spat with all the sarcasm he could muster.

Dazai huffed out a laugh, rolling his one visible eye as he scooted back, allowing Chuuya to sit on the couch more comfortably. “What is it?” Chuuya asked, moving closer to Dazai, who promptly ignored his question. “Dazai, what is it? What the fuck is it? Tell me, God damnit!”

The other, at first seemed keen on ignoring him, huffing as he searched for his little Suicide Book. But then he perked up, and Chuuya instantly recognized a certain glint in his eyes.

Maybe…maybe this was a mistake-

“If I show you, will you stop asking, chibikko?” Chuuya blanked for a moment, staring at the other in confusion. Show him? He doesn’t even know what it is, why would Dazai think he’d trust him with that? They even had a mission in like, two hours! He can’t just waste his time doing something to satisfy his curiosity.

“...fine, but make it quick. We got places to be, dumbass.”

But of fucking course, he was too curious for his own good sometimes.

“Great! Thanks for being sooo much more compliant today, Chuuya!” The other growled at him, but stupidly continued to comply when Dazai coaxed him onto his back, albeit hesitantly. “Just so you know, I don’t fucking trust you.” Chuuya scowled, to which Dazai just rolled his eyes, flexing his fingers together.

“Obvious enough, really.” Came Dazai’s reply, only for Chuuya to yelp as Dazai-that stupid lanky mackerel- decided to sit his stupid butt on the other’s thighs. So of course, Chuuya freaked for a second.

“OiOiOi! If this is some stupid sexual thing I swear to GOD-” Dazai shushed him with a hand over his mouth, a pouty look on his face. “Oh hush Chibi! This is essential so I won’t have you kicking me in the face! I don’t want any unnecessary bruises right now.”

…Excuse?

“What the fuck?” He spoke, muffled by Dazai’s hand for a moment before it was removed. “Yes, yes, you’ll understand in a minute, with your little doggy pea brain.” Chuuya tsked, turning his head to the side.

“Now,” Dazai said, a sudden undertone in his voice that had Chuuya snapping back to look at him. But suddenly, skinny fingers found themselves clinging to Chuuya’s sides, and holy shit the spark that followed made him jolt.

“Prepare to be amazed, hatrack.”

And then those fingers started moving.

SWEET FUCK-

Chuuya choked out a strangled noise, and as if he’d been electrocuted by Zeus’ lightning, he began squirming just as Dazai predicted, a feverishly bad urge to laugh taking over his insides. “W-whahahat the fahahack!?” He sputtered, his arms clamping down around his sides as he twisted from side to side.

“I knew it! You are ticklish! You certainly looked so to me.” Dazai spoke triumphantly, skittering scuttle-y fingers all over Chuuya’s sides. The feeling was shocking and unfamiliar, sending horribly tingly sensations to scatter just under his skin, and Chuuya threw his head back.

Now what the fuck were Dazai’s fingers so fast for!? Where the hell did this energy come from, and why in God’s damn name is Chuuya laughing??

The boy tried desperately to clamp his mouth shut, but with all his non-existent experience with something like this, the attempt failed horribly, and he kept laughing, struggling under Dazai’s ministrations.

He could hardly get his arms to stay anywhere but his sides! Each time he tried to move them, Dazai would pinch just somewhere higher and they’d slam back down with vigor. The wobbly smile on Chuuya’s face wasn’t deliberate either, and it was almost embarrassing how wide it was.

Was this what it was? Being ticklish??

Suddenly, he didn’t like the word anymore.

“Chibi’s ticklish! Aaaaw, tickle, tickle, tickle, Chibi-chuu!” Chuuya practically squealed at such nonsensical teasing. It was different from what Dazai’d usually do, so baby-ish and cruel.

“Wahahahahait, Oh my Gohohohod, Dazai!” Chuuya exclaimed through the rapid laughter that forced itself out of his lungs, only to practically squeal when Dazai found his ribs, digging into the inbetweens and leaving him desperately attempting to kick him off.

Which would have worked, normally, if he wasn’t feeling so sapped of energy laying helplessly beneath the lanky asshole. Chuuya guffawed when Dazai’s blunt nails dug into his skin, only two layers of clothes separating bare physical contact, yet they did practically nothing to save his ass.

Chuuya bucked rapidly, and Dazai laughed as he was jostled from where he sat, as if mocking him for acting like a wild bull seeing a red flag. But Chuuya just couldn’t stop, shaking his head as his nose scrunched and his cheeks got hotter, blushing from the extreme exertion he certainly wasn’t prepared for.

Dazai, however, seemed to want to be even more of an embarrassing fish, removing one hand from Chuuya’s ribs and searching for his tie, a grin of pure hilarity on his face.

“It’s gettin’ hot in here, so take off all your clothes~!” He cruelly sang, slipping his tie off with ease as Chuuya’s ears flushed red. What was he even thinking!?

It came to him all too late when Dazai grabbed at his wrists.

He could hardly protest through his laughter, Dazai’s one hand skillful enough to keep him giggling his breath away, unable to wrap his lips around coherent words as his other hand worked to tie his wrist together, right above his head, and tied to arm of the couch, the couch arm which had the same design as a fucking chair.

Fuck furniture designs!

“Nahahahaha!! Dazahahahahai, I’ll k-kihihill you!” Chuuya shrieked, trying fruitlessly at tugging the fabric, which didn’t even budge because of course Dazai had to be good at one-handing tight knots.

“But Chibi! You can’t even touch me at this point. If anything, I’m the one touchy touching youuu~!” If Chuuya had any remaining dignity in him, it was probably gone at that moment.

Oh, also the fact that Dazai ducked his hands under his shirt.

Fuck-

Chuuya practically screamed curses, body vibrating as he choked on screeching laughter, squirming amped up by the ten powers.

“Ohohoho? Someone’s got a ticklish tummy? Aaw, how adorable! Grabbin’ that little tum tum o’ yours, my little doggy~!”

Oh this was humiliating, oh why the hell was he laughing more at those stupid, embarrassing words!?!? Nope nope nope, pride gone, he’s lost everything, this is it for him.

“PLEAHAHAHAHA!! NAHAHAHAHAHA, I CAAAHAHAHAN’T-” Dazai just seemed even more spurred on by Chuuya’s screams-turned-pleas, making stupid kissy noises that one would to a dog. “C’mon puppy! I thought dogs loved tummy rubs?”

He doesn’t wanna know anymore! He knows enough now! Holy shit it’s so much!?

“IHIHIT’S SO BAHAHAD!!! I DOHOHOHON’T WANNA KNOHOW ANYMOHOHOHORE!!!” Dazai laughed at that, his grin of playful maliciousness sending an arrow straight through his heart, the sparkling in his eyes as he watched Chuuya turn to a laughing, begging mess underneath had the smaller shivering, blushing so deeply for a whole other reason.

Dazai’s full attention was on him, poking and pinching and prodding the places that had Chuuya screaming, dipping his finger so indecently into his belly button that caused an embarrassingly high snort to break loose, sweet lips smiling with such cruelty in them.

It made Chuuya’s heart beat at rabbiting speeds, seeing that much genuine emotion.

“Ohohoho, I’m gonna tickle you until you cry, Chibi~!”

Oh God. Oh no. This was the end of him. He wasn’t getting out of this alive-

Chuuya’s head flung so far back he feared he might break his neck, his face hurt just from smiling so much, for so long. Yet the poor teen could do nothing more than take what he had coming for him. He made his own bed, now he has to lay in it.

Because now Dazai was after his tummy and his waist. And that was just too cruel.

The tears came quicker than either of them thought, not that Chuuya even knew he could cry from this, but here he was, tears streaming down his face this way and that because he just couldn’t stop shaking his head.

But oddly enough, no matter how embarrassing this is, Chuuya never truly begged for him to stop. He didn’t even know what he was begging for, repeating mantras of Not there! and Please no! and more and more and more.

And Dazai just seemed to be having too much fun with the advantage he has over Chuuya, even going as far as to nuzzle his face into Chuuya’s neck, and that fluffy brown hair that didn’t usually affect him just seemed so ticklish now.

After that though, Dazai seemed to finally find Chuuya’s limit.

As Chuuya had found it too.

His laughter fell silent after a while, only the remaining snorts and sharp breaths indicating that he was still laughing up a gut. Dazai finally slowed down his touches, much to Chuuya undying relief once he pulled away.

The boy gasped for air desperately, coughing a bit as Dazai giggled at him, seeming wholly satisfied.

“Gosh! That’s quite the stress reliever, don’t you think, Chibi?” Chuuya couldn’t even retort to that, mind feeling floaty as he greedily consumed the air his lungs could give him. Dazai slid off his thighs, and the other curled up into as much of a ball as he could, with the tie still secure around his wrists.

From face to chest, he was flushed an embarrassing red, closing his eyes as the tears began to slow down, still stubbornly clinging to his cheeks and face as he felt the fabric being shuffled about.

Once it fell gracelessly from his wrists, he brought them quickly down to his body, something in him instinctively rubbing at the still electrifying tingly parts where Dazai’s stupid fishy hands got to him, beginning to numb those unforgiving sensations from his skin.

Thank God it’s over! He actually thought he might die there…

“Goodness, Chuuya! You look so worn out! What happened, we haven’t even gone on that mission yet?”

The absolutely appalled expression that framed Chuuya’s face as he stared back at Dazai had the other cracking a smile.

“What? What’s wrong? Hey, hey, hey, what’s wrong, huh? C’mon chibi, you can tell your reliable partner! I promise I won’t tickle you again-” The boy says, as he reaches to tickle him again.

Safe to say, Chuuya stayed on the ceiling that day.

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