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tickling-giggles · 2 years ago

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Can you do a lee!Mr compress with a ler!toga and twice?

Good vibes only

Summary: toga and twice invite Compress to play super smash bros with them, but everyone in the LOV knows that you should and will be in a good mood around toga. One way or another it’s good vibes only around toga, plus twice also wants his friends to be happy (I adore twice he so sweet 🤭)

A/N: YOU GUYS IM FINALLY OUT OF SCHOOLLLLLLL until August 10🥲…. BUT I HAVE SOOOOOI MUCH FREE TIME ON MY HANDS UNTIL THEN SO YK WHAT THAT MEANSSSSSSS MORE FICS/HCS WILL GET PUBLISHEDDDDD

Also the bold bits in twices line are you know his “other half” speaking.

Lee: Compress

Ler: Toga and Twice

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Compress had uh…well… not so good day. Actually it maybe one of the shittiest days of his life. He’s had numerous unlucky bad days but none of the compare to today. It just started awful from when he burnt it breakfast and everything after that was just terrible. All he wanted to do now was just relax to take his mind off of all of the horrible stuff that occurred.

“Aww thats so rude I was just about to be 1st, I’m the winner” Twice whined. “That’s the same person who hit me with a squid” Toga agreed complaining aswell.

“Oh hey press what’s wrong? Did something happen? Let me beat them to a pulp”Twice greeted him questioning him as he cracked his knuckles. “Yeah press what’s wrong?” Toga turned around seeing how upset he looked.

“It was not a…good day is all” compress sighed trying not to think of it. “Do you wanna play Mario kart with us?” Toga asked as she picked up an extra controller handing it to him. “You’ll probably feel better, I’m getting 1st place again” Twice chimed in. “Y-yeah thanks you two” Compress half-heartily smiled grabbing the controller.

“I call dibs on princess peach” Toga smiled claiming her character. “I call dibs on Waluigi” Twice followed up also claiming his character. “Hmmmmmm I’ll take Kamek” He also claimed his character. “Which one should we play on?” Toga asked. “How about 150cc” compress suggested, plus that was his go to anyways. “Sure you guys are gonna lose anyways, I’ll kick both of your asses blindfolded” twice teased.

“Didn’t you lose last time according to my memory?” Toga smirked. “Um NO I was in 1st place and you know it!” twice folded his arms, looking away from her. Compress couldn’t help but chuckle at there antics.

Just as the race started, compress was in 1st with toga in 3rd and twice in 9th. “Woah press didn’t know you were good at Mario Kart”

“Well I have been playing with shiggy”compress half heartedly giggled. “What shiggy plays games other than animal crossing?!” Toga laughed. “Yeah I know I was surprised when we asked me to play Mario kart” Compress scoffed.

“I WAS SOOO close” twice whined. “ 2nd is the best aka me how’d you get in 8th place ” toga giggled. “You really are good press” toga smiled before she quickly stopped interrogating him “compress? is that a frown?”

“No nope it’s and upside down smile” he lied badly. But was toga or twice gonna point it out? Nope she has an plan in mind. “D-do you wanna play another round we can play 200cc this time” compress stuttered as he insisted another round not wanting toga nor twice to be upset.

“Hmm fine 1 more round” she squinted her eyes at him. When compress looked away sighing in relief he hadn’t payed attention to the code she’d given twice. (Yes they got this little code thing that only the two of them can understand😭😭).

Once again compress taking the lead in first place with Toga in 2nd and Twice in 3rd they were all neck and neck before he felt a jab to the side.

“Hn!!” Compress yelped, jerking away from the ticklish touch. He looked a twice to see him with both of his hands occupied by his controller. He just ignored it and glued his eyes back into the screen.

I got a banana pEEL” Compress squeaked, clenching his controller he looked over at toga who totally didn’t pinch his hip. Once again compress suspected nothing yet before looking right back at the screen.

This trend kept on happening. Were twice and toga take turns poking compress in the side, swiping a finger across his foot, or a light scratch on the back of his neck. All until “guhuys knock it ohoff this is chehEating” He giggled.

“What are you talking about and why are you so giggly” toga smirked full aware of the situation. “I wonder what’s so funny, He’s giggling his life away” Twice added on.

Both Twice and Toga looked at eachother as they clawed Compress sides. Compress immediately clamped his arms down to his side trying to escape the tickly grip “guhuhuys nohohot funnehehehe”. “Nobody’s laughing but you press— Duhhhh” Twice teased.

“Stohohohohop ihihihit”

“Stop what” toga asked.

“Tihihickling mhehehehe”Compress answered not realizing that he just fell into a trap by saying that. Twice then pins his arms above his head “You got it dude!! tickles coming your way”Twice teased as he used one hand to hold his wrists in place, while he raked his fingers down his armpits.

“Nononohoho thahahat’s not whahahat I meAAAHAHANT AHAHA” Press shrieked as he squirmed around trying to escape.

“Stop squirming Press im trying to make sure you have all of you’re ribs” Toga rolled her eyes. “Now I have to start over 1….2….3…” each rib she counted, she used her nail to lightly scratch between it.

“TOHOHOOHGAHAHAHA IT TICKLEHEHEHEHEES”

“I mean I hope it does after all you did ask for tickles” she reminded. “Press you made me lose track again hmmmm let’s see how many did I count” she acted clueless as she rapidly pinched his sides and hips.

“THAHAHAHTS SO BAHAHAHAD HAAHAHAHAHA” he thrashed around.

“Oh it is what about here?” Twice smirked, as he was near his feet. Compress hadn’t noticed that twice had use his quirk one was keeping him pin down while he was near his feet.

“Waitwaitwahahahait twice twice buddy cohome on let’s tahahalk about thihis” press lifted up his head as much as he could so he could look at twice and try to reason with him.

“Sorry man you broke toga’s rule” twice shrugged his shoulders. “Whahahat rule?” “Her ‘good vibes only’ rule— you’re obviously sad we’re not blind” he explained.

“Ihi’m nohot sad though” press giggled, becoming more and more giggly as he started to anticipate the tickles, since he could barely lift up his head.

“Too late dude—much love” Twice smiled as he scribbled up and down the soles of his feet.

“TWIHIHICE NAHAHAHAHA”

“Hey I’m here too y’know” she playfully pouted as she squeezed his thighs rapidly.

“NOHOHO TOGAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA”

“Will you stop being sad and tell us what’s wrong?” Toga asked.

“OHOHOHOHKAHAAHAY OHOHOKAHAHAY I WON’T BE SAD ANEHEHEHEHEMORE AAHHAHA IHIHLL TELL YOUAHAHAHAHA”

“You promise?” They both asked.

“YES YEHEHEHEES I PROMISE AHAHHAHAA”

“Good” Toga sighed in relief.

“Well what happened why’d you come in looking so gloomy?” Twice asked. “Ihi just had a shitty dahay from start to finishehe from when I burnt my breakfast, all the way to when I came back here, it just messed with my emotions and of course got to me. I was just ready to come back and relax but after that torture you two goofs out me through I feel a lot better” he smiled.

“We didn’t take it too far did we?” Twice asked also. “Of course not it’s was just playful banter” press giggled.

“I’m glad you told us, also we don’t ever want to cross and boundaries we just really care about you and don’t like seeing you so sad and gloomy” Toga spoke her mind and twice of course.

“If anything ever makes you sad again promise to tell us” Twice looked at him in his eyes. “Ihi promise” press couldn’t help but giggle. “You guys are so sappy” Dabi rolled his eyes as he sat on the couch.

“Looks like some one else need to be tickle tooooo” twice sang as he wiggled his fingers at Dabi. “I swear on Endeavor if you tickle me you’ll have a 6th degree burn” Dabi playfully threatened. “6th degree? That’s not even a thing!!” Toga looked at him lost.

“Exactly that’s how severe it is” Dabi smirked.

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AAAAAAAH I hope you all like it it wasn’t intended to get all mushy like that at the end but idk what came over me but yeah 😭😭

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cozy-cinnamon-roll · 1 year ago

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Lee!Alastor Headcanons Let's Gooooo

so sorry for the word wall... but I cannot be concise about the scary demon man 😅

Words cannot describe how much I love the idea of Alastor's accent slipping when he's tickled. It's hard for me to picture it in my mind because it never really slips on-screen (although his "WELL! Looks like I need a visit t' the TAY-ler!" line gets pretty close lol) but GAH the man was born and raised in Louisiana, he's gotta have at least a little southern drawl buried under that Transatlantic thing he's got going on.

{ helps that I grew up in the south, and I know how common it is for folks with very faint/non-existant accents to suddenly go FULL TWANG if something gets them riled up (or, ya know, ✨flustered✨) I don't even have a southern accent myself but I still start to drawl my vowels a little bit if I get wound up enough. }

I'm also a huge fan of the hc some people have suggested that Al loses his static filter when he's tickled, falling into genuine laughter. I have a bit of a hybrid version: I feel like as he resists and tries to suppress his giggles the radio filter gets thicker and thicker, the way it sounds when you're losing a radio station... but then once you REALLY get him good and he can't fight back the hysterics anymore, it'd just drop out completely, and all you can hear is his genuine laughter.

I expect there'd definitely be more and more of that crackling radio background static too (not the voice filter, but the lil buzzy crackle noise that happens when he's not speaking) the more flustered he gets, since that seems to happen pretty consistently when he's nervous.

Ya know that lil squeaky noise Al makes at the very end of "Stayed Gone" (literally the last sound you hear before Vox's "FAHAHAHAHACK!!")? I picture his voice doing a lil compressed version of that noise if somebody sneak-attacks him at juuuust the right moment. Basically his version of a squeal of surprise.

That said.... Alastor seems to have a pretty strong hold on his startle reflex. I mean, a fucking chandelier falls directly in front of him and his expression doesn't falter. So I have a theory that Al is able to keep such a tight hold on his startle reflex because his knee-jerk response to being startled isn't fight or flight, but freeze... a literal "deer-in-the-headlights" if you will 🦌

THEREFORE I feel like that deer-in-the-headlights instinct means that he'd be completely disoriented by tickling, anticipated or not. So few people touch him at all that the mere sensation of being tickled would likely overwhelm him very quickly. Add the tension between his panic and the equal and opposite reluctance to stop it (because, lee)... being tickled would just completely short-circuit the poor guy's brain.

I'm SURE there will be a part 2 to this in the future, so stay tuned! 😁

#oh deer he's ticklish #lee!alastor #ticklish!alastor #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel tickles #tickle headcanons

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tickly-giggles · 2 years ago

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Watch Your Back (My Hero Academia)

A/N: This is a sequel to Feather Ticklish, so I highly recommend reading that before this :D Also, this does get kinda angsty at the end, but I promise it's a fun read and there's no warnings aside from the mention of cigarettes :>

Warning: Tickle fic ahead!

Characters: Dabi, Hawks

Shipping: Technically DabiHawks but they're still not together yet

Lee: Hawks

Ler: Dabi

Word Count: 3,093

Summary: It's been a few weeks since Dabi warned Hawks to watch his back, but nothing has come of it. Hawks decides to go about his work without worrying about it too much (spoiler: he worries a lot) and, during a private outing to the hideout late at night, he runs into Dabi.

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Weeks had gone by like normal with no signs of hostility from Dabi aside from his usual snarky attitude. He didn’t want to admit it, but Hawks was on edge, and only grew more so as time dragged on.

“Watch your back, birdie.”

He shivered at the unpleasant memory. Hawks may have only tickled him, but Dabi was a villain. Did he really expect him to solve this amicably?

"I'd be lucky if all he did was burn me,"

he muttered to himself as he sifted through a cardboard box he had found behind the bar counter of the hideout.

He had joined the League to gather intel, so that was what he was going to do. Or, at least, it's what he tried to do. He couldn't get what Dabi said out of his mind, and the fact that he never made any move or gave any indication of revenge only worried him further.

With a frustrated grunt, he shook the thoughts out of his head and continued to search through the box. There wasn't much worth noting. It was mostly filled with junk, aside from some polaroids. Hawks couldn't help the small smile that tugged at his lips.

The League of Villains looked like anything but. One photo depicted Toga and Twice holding hands and dancing together. Another had what looked to be Shigaraki shoving at the camera. Judging by each villain's personalities so far, Hawks figured Toga was the one to take the picture.

The last polaroid showed all of them. The camera must have been set on a timer, because they were all positioned together in a group.

Toga and Twice looked happy as can be, Toga sticking her tongue out and winking with Twice ruffling her hair and giving the camera a thumbs up.

Mr. Compress did his best to look formal with a bow and a tip of his hat, but it was easy to tell he definitely didn't mind the camera.

Spinner was the opposite. He tried to look like he wasn't interested by turning away from the camera, but his overall demeanor was that of childlike excitement.

Shigaraki did not prefer to be on camera, and it was obvious in his reluctant pose. He had one hand stuffed in his hoodie pocket, and the other scratching at his cheek absentmindedly while he stared off to the side.

Then there was Dabi, apathetic as usual. He stared into the camera, thumbs stuffed in his pants pockets, and his face void of emotion. Hawks furrowed his brow, as if trying to decipher what Dabi was thinking at the time of the photo.

"The hell are you doing?"

Hawks squawked and fumbled the polaroids, haphazardly shoving them back into the box. He whipped around to see Dabi standing there, eying him curiously. He leaned to the left to peer at what Hawks was looking at.

"Where'd you find that?" he asked, his tone indiscernible.

"I- uh- I- it.."

Hawks swallowed and collected his thoughts,

"It was behind the bar. I was just curious."

A moment of awkward tension passed before he handed the box to Dabi,

"Sorry, I didn't mean to snoop."

"Yes you did,"

Dabi smirked as he took the box from him,

"You wouldn't have gone through it otherwise."

“Ah,”

Hawks rubbed the back of his head with a nervous chuckle,

“Ya got me. Um, what’re you doin’ up so late, anyway?”

“I could ask you the same question, birdie.”

Dabi set the box on the counter and stared intensely into the hero’s eyes. Hawks stared back, not daring to blink.

“Couldn’t sleep, I guess,” he breathed.

“So, naturally, your first thought was to come here,”

The hot headed villain took a step toward Hawks,

"Why dont'cha tell me why you're really here?"

The number two hero didn’t back down. If there was anything he learned from being a pro for so long, it was to never show fear. He swallowed the lump in his throat and slowed his heart rate as he tried to think of an answer.

When he couldn’t think of any substantial excuse, he simply shrugged and laughed airily,

“I was curious about everyone’s lives. We hang out a lot, but it’s mostly for meetings and all. I wanna get to know everyone a little better.”

“And what better way to do that than snooping through our stuff~?”

Hawks’ relaxed smile faltered at Dabi’s tone. He watched him as he got ever closer, practically pinning him up against the bar. The air in the room felt quite warm all of a sudden, and there was a tightness in Hawks’ chest that he couldn’t relieve. He wanted to avert his gaze, but he knew doing that would practically be admitting defeat. Instead, he continued to stare into Dabi’s harsh, ice blue eyes.

“Well?” Dabi breathed,

“Are you gonna be honest with me, or am I gonna have to- GAHAH!”

The pro hero watched Dabi clutch his midriff and stumble backward. He didn’t really mean to squeeze his side, it was just the first thing that came to mind! He was trapped, he had no other choice. It was a survival instinct.

Suddenly, Dabi's intense glare pierced through Hawks, and he quickly realized that he was probably better off dead.

Hawks’ fight or flight response kicked in. Being as quick as he was, he was relying on his skills to get out of the hideout faster than Dabi could blink. Sadly, that didn’t end up being the case. Dabi tackled him as soon as he made to run, and the hero grunted as he fell face first into the floor. The villain grinned and sat on Hawks’ lower back. After a small struggle, he was able to pin his wings underneath his feet, effectively rendering him immobile.

“Guh! L-Lemme up!” Hawks growled, squirming fruitlessly.

“I warned you, feather brain. I can’t believe you had the balls to do that again,”

Dabi chuckled coldly,

“I’d be impressed if I wasn’t so pissed off.”

Hawks desperately tried to flap his wings, but to no avail. He foolishly tried turning his head around to at least see Dabi, but was met with nothing but pain in his neck.

“So what’re you gonna do?”

He snapped at the villain,

“Kill me?”

“I told you to watch your back, didn’t I? Not doing such a good job at that right now,”

Dabi’s tone was pondering as he scanned the hero beneath him,

“I wonder…”

Silence filled the room, and the tightness in Hawks’ chest returned. What was Dabi going to do to him? Fully expecting the worst, he clenched his fists and readied his body for whatever amount of pain he was about to endure.

And then…

“GAAHAHAHAHAHA WHATTHEFUHUHUCK!”

Dabi cackled at the reaction. He skittered and scribbled his fingers along Hawks’ back, greedily drinking in the desperation of his victim’s thrashing.

“What’sa matter, birdie? Your back a little sensitive~?”

“WHAHAHAHAT ARE YOU DOHOHOHOING?!”

“What’s it look like, you moron?"

Hawks wriggled and squirmed helplessly, the tickles feeling even more intense because he couldn’t arch or turn his back away from them. He was completely trapped, entirely at the mercy of a member of the League of Villains. Even his wings were unable to flap properly due to Dabi putting most of his weight on them, not to mention the odd angle he was at. Being so vulnerable only increased Hawks’ sensitivity, and his face erupted in red.

“OKAHAHA- HAHAHAHA!! OKAY YOHOHOU GOT YOUR REHEHEHEVENGE! Y-YOHOHOU CAN STOP NOHOHOHOW! GAHAHAHA!!”

Dabi smirked at the mess of a hero beneath him. His thumbs and forefingers nipped at his shoulder blades with intense accuracy while the rest of his fingers scribbled along the sides of them,

“I’m just gettin’ started. You tortured me, so I’m gonna get you back twice as bad. You shouldn’t have messed with me, Hawks.”

“STAHAHAHAHAP! I-IHIHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLES!”

Dabi jolted and he grumbled as he dug into the hero’s back with even more force, relishing the delightful shriek he ripped out of him,

“Just shut up and take it, bird brain.”

Hawks slammed his fist against the floor in ticklish frustration. He couldn’t even remember the last time he was tickled. He didn’t get much attention, if any, when he was a kid. The pro heroes dedicated their lives to work and keeping the public safe; there was rarely time to kick back and relax with each other.

He remembered poking at Endeavor once or twice, but he never showed any desire to get him back. Jeanist tended to lean on the serious side, but he had a playful bone in his body. If Hawks tried to mess with him, there was a chance he would fight back. Mirko was probably the only pro he could mess with and expect revenge from, but he never had the chance to try.

It tickled so bad. The way Dabi’s fingers vibrated against every inch of Hawks’ back, especially around his shoulder blades where he elicited the most extreme reactions, was torture. His touch was so precise, it was like he knew just what to do to drive him crazy. There was no chance to get used to any one feeling either, considering the villain would switch up his tactics every few seconds. Whether it be the amount of pressure he used, the way he moved his fingers, or the spot he tickled, every new moment provided a fresh combination to drive Hawks completely insane.

And yet, despite the fact that the number two hero had tears of mirth streaming down his bright red face, and his throat felt slightly sore from his screaming laughter, he would be lying if he said this wasn’t the least bit fun. To completely give up mercy and laugh like there was nothing to worry about was an experience Hawks never realized he needed.

“I can’t believe your back is this sensitive,”

Dabi chuckled after a while,

“Kinda makes me wonder about these pretty little wings of yours~.”

“N-NAHAHAHAHA!! C’MOHOHOHOHON, DAHAHAHAHABI! ENOHOHOHOHOUGH, PLEHEHEHEHEASE!”

“Begging already? Pathetic, especially for someone who once called himself a hero.”

The tickling ceased and Hawks gasped for air, falling limp on the floor. The villain smirked down at him. The way his disheveled hair fell over his gorgeous face, the tear streaks that marked his flushed cheeks, the residual giggles that bubbled past his bright smile. Dabi’s chest tightened, and he swallowed a lump in his throat.

“A-Ahahare you… dohone?” Hawks asked past breathless giggles.

Dabi’s smirk returned and he chuckled evilly,

“I told you I was just getting started,”

He ran his fingers through the feathery fluff on Hawks’ wings,

“I really am curious about these~.”

Hawks jolted and his wings twitched violently, practically bucking Dabi off of him. The villain laughed in amazement and quickly regained his balance.

“Hohoholy shit! I think I found the jackpot~.”

“D-Dahahabi,” the hero laughed nervously, his wings already tingling,

“Ihihi’ve had enough, plehehease.”

“Can’t take what you dish out, huh? Too bad, I’m not done with you yet. I’ll stop when I’m ready to,”

Dabi positioned his hands on his victim’s wings, causing them to twitch again,

“Until then, you’ll lay there and take it like a good little bird.”

The shriek that escaped from Hawks was ear-piercing. He bucked and thrashed violently as Dabi dug his fingers into his wings. The villain took note of how much more of a reaction he got closer to the hero’s back. Hawks’ hysterical laughter suddenly went silent. He slammed his fists and kicked his feet against the floor, his face was engulfed in cherry red, and he couldn’t tell his tears from his sweat at this point. Words couldn’t describe just how bad it tickled. The way Dabi mercilessly dug into his feathers drove him ballistic. It was torturous, his nerves were electrified, every single movement of the villain’s fingers sent a violent jolt of ticklish agony through Hawks’ entire body.

Why did he love this feeling so much?

Hawks wasn’t sure how much time had elapsed before Dabi finally decided to have mercy. His wings were burning with residual tingles, his feathers were all ruffled from the constant tickling, and he felt like he was going to pass out at any moment. The villain chuckled and stood off of the hero, giving him a moment to recover.

“God, you’re so sensitive. If only I had known this little secret sooner. But, now that I do, I’m never letting you live it down.”

After a few moments of residual giggles, heavy breathing, and slight coughing, Hawks shakily stood up. He used the bar counter as leverage, but stumbled and almost fell back onto the floor. He grunted when he made contact with Dabi, who had moved forward to catch him. With a hum, he absentmindedly nuzzled against the villain’s chest, then finally stood on his own. Dabi decided to ignore the heat that rose to his cheeks from the gesture.

The number two hero chuckled fondly and leaned up against the counter,

“Thahat was uhh… something. You are awful.”

“Not my fault you’re so sensitive~.”

“Can you not say it?”

Dabi frowned,

“Say what?”

“Tickle.”

The villain jolted and looked away bashfully, eyes narrowed in embarrassment,

“I don’t like saying it.”

“Why? Does it fluster you~?”

“No!” Dabi shot a glare at the hero,

“It’s just a stupid word. I hate using it, so I don’t.”

Hawks simply shrugged in response, then caught the box out of the corner of his eye. It was seated on the counter, right where Dabi had left it. He turned around and plucked one of the polaroids out of it, examining it once again. It was the group photo of the League. Dabi approached him and ripped the polaroid from his hands.

“Hey! I was lookin’ at that,” he pouted at the hot head.

“Ya shouldn’t look through other people’s stuff, bird brain,”

Dabi punctuated his sentence with a flick to Hawks’ forehead,

“Besides, what’s in here that’s so important to you?”

The winged hero grumbled and rubbed the area, then gave Dabi a small smile,

“These photos. They’re really cute,”

He chuckled and poked Dabi’s cheek,

“Would it kill ya to smile once in a while, though?”

“Yes,” Dabi replied bluntly, smacking Hawks’ hand away.

Hawks grinned and sighed fondly.

Silence fell over them for a few moments. Dabi reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. He took one in between his teeth, and his index finger suddenly burst into a small, blue flame. He carefully lit the cigarette, then offered the pack to Hawks.

He chuckled and shook his head,

“No, thanks. I don’t smoke.”

Dabi shrugged and stuffed the pack back into his pocket, extinguished the flame on his finger, then took the cigarette out of his mouth and wistfully breathed the smoke out.

The aura in the room was peaceful, almost like the two of them were genuine friends. A pang of guilt tugged at Hawks' heart, but he ignored it and turned to Dabi, who was staring at the polaroid. His expression was calm.

The hero smiled, feeling melancholy, and decided to break the silence,

“So, why are you up so late?”

Dabi remained so still that Hawks almost thought he didn’t hear him. He opened his mouth to ask again, but was interrupted by the villain letting out a low, mirthless chuckle.

“I guess I couldn’t sleep, either.”

Silence reigned once more, and he took another puff of his cigarette before he continued,

“Ya ever hear of ‘the butterfly effect’, Hawks?”

The question was so sudden, Hawks gave the villain a puzzled look. After a second, he responded,

“Ah, a butterfly flaps its wings in Rio and causes a tornado in Chicago, right?”

“Correct. Though, I guess in your case, you flap your wings in Japan and cause a ripple in some other part of the world.”

“Where’s this coming from?” the hero asked, brow furrowed in confusion.

Dabi huffed sharply, and his grip on the polaroid tightened,

“Ya ever wonder where you’d be had you made one choice a bit differently?”

“I… dont–”

“Heh, never mind. That was a dumb question.”

Hawks frowned, but otherwise didn’t respond to Dabi’s sudden drop of the subject. What did he mean by that? Surely he didn’t regret becoming a villain. Granted, the winged hero had no idea what Dabi’s motivation was aside from the main goal of the League. Hero society was corrupt, he knew that was an idea they were passionate about, but…

"I'm not one for sentimental talks,"

Dabi chuckled suddenly, putting the cigarette up to his lips,

"So don't take much of what I say to heart,”

he inhaled deeply, then crushed the finished cigarette against the counter while exhaling the smoke through his nose. He flicked it across the room, then turned to look at Hawks, who had a look of befuddlement on his face.

“Do you… regret the choices you’ve made?” Hawks asked carefully.

Dabi stared at him for a moment, emotionless, before he grinned wickedly and blew the remainder of the smoke in his face,

“Do you?”

Hawks scrunched his nose and coughed, whisking away the smoke with a disgusted grunt. He then watched Dabi as he made his way out of the room, but was surprised when he turned to address the hero a final time,

“We’re even now, got that? Don’t even think of trying that shit with me again.”

With that, he disappeared deeper into the hideout. Hawks couldn’t stop the chuckle that escaped his lips. He shook his head and casually left the building, taking into the air with a swift flap of his wings. He cringed when the air hit his feathers, they still felt a bit sensitive.

As he flew back to his own home, he thought about the conversation he and Dabi just had. He didn’t know what to make of most of it. How did they go from tickling to a serious discussion about fate and paths in their own lives?

…Did he regret his own choices?

Hawks sighed and shook the thoughts out of his head. He was a hero, Dabi was a villain, and there was no way to change that. Even if there were moments where Dabi felt like a genuine human being, even if he felt like he was actually bonding with him, he couldn’t allow that to cloud his judgment. He was on a mission, and he would see it through to the end.

His chest felt tight again.

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covenofwives · 1 year ago

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Sleepovers Are Cool

Made for Sleepy's Ler!Sapnap week. Using day 6 soft/cuddles prompt.

Sleepsovers are a must for Sapnap and Sapnap4K. It's just a pain that Sapnap wakes up crushed under his brother's weight and has to persuade him to move.

Sorry this one took so long I just had to stare at it a while before posting.

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Sleepovers were a common occurrence between the brothers Sapnap and Sapnap4K. It was something that helped mend their relationship but it also became a great comfort to Sapnap. It was an almost childlike feeling of safety to wake up in 4K’s arms.

However there was a downside to everything and this was included. While 4K’s arms were strong and warm and safe...there was also no escaping them.

“Get...ooooff!”

“Nope!”

Sapnap grunted under the weight of his brother, trying and failing to wiggle out from under him. He had awoken to the Nether God’s arms wrapped tightly around his waist. He failed to pry the arms off himself and 4K – very much awake and amusingly watching – decided to roll over on top of Sapnap.

“4K!” Sapnap huffed. He had managed to turn himself over on his back before being crushed under 4K’s weight. “Get off!”

“My teddy bear is being so unruly.” 4K sighed. “It’s job is to stay there, and keep quiet.”

“4K!” Sapnap snapped, but it was no use. 4K’s weight seemed to compress down on him, pushing him further into the mattress. He growled in frustration and tried in vain to push off 4K’s shoulders and out from under him. Even if he got a little bit of a give, 4K’s hands would latch onto his sides and pull him back down.

One of 4K’s fingers pushed in a little firmer, sending a ticklish tingle up through Sapnap’s skin. He caught the giggle in his throat but it sparked an idea for escape.

Faking a sigh of defeat, Sapnap wormed his arms back down to his sides. He could feel 4K keep himself ready to stop any other escape attempt, but when Sapnap did nothing he relaxed. He melted over Sapnap and hummed happily in his win. Perfectly unaware.

He had to be quick with his attack, so wasting no time Sapnap dug his fingers into 4K’s side. Mixing between kneading and pinching into the soft skin.

4K yelped and jumped as Sapnap had hoped. He used the small window of escape to slip out from under 4K. He managed to get his legs around 4K’s waist and used the surprise to flip 4K on his side. Then his fingers were free to skitter and tickle up and down his brother’s side.

“SahaHAHAP!” 4K yipped. He flung his elbow out to try and knock Sapnap off, but it was easily pushed up. His arm stretched over his head as Sapnap held it down and kneaded up and down his ribs.

“Where’s your rib?! Where is it?! The one that drives you mad!” Sapnap demanded while his fingers tickled up and down 4K’s ribs. He wasn’t really trying to find it with how erratic his tickling was. Instead he focused on 4K’s exposed armpits when his brother squealed over the spot, drilling his thumbs in.

“SAAAHAHAHAPNAHAHAP! F-FuhuHUHUCK!” He made a weak attempt to roll over, which Sapnap allowed. He straddled over 4K’s legs instead, and kneaded up over his hips. “Nohohot the hihihihihihips!”

“Don’t even give me that ‘not the hips’!” Sapnap mocked. “Should have just let me up.”

“Yohohohour uhuhup nohohow!” 4K tittered into the back of his hand, barking out a laugh when Sapnap tickled his fingers to 4K’s belly and kneaded on both sides of it. “OKAHAY! StohoHOHOP!”

The laughter faded as Sapnap sat back and pulled away his hands. 4K was left, giggling over the ghostly tickles fading from his tummy. “Ihit is far...fahar too early for tickles there...”

“If you wanted to be tickled, you could have just asked for them.” Sapnap pointed out.

4K gave a sheepish smile. “I wanted cuddles. The tickles were just an added bonus.”

“Uh-huh. So you’d be absolutely fine if I went out for my morning jog and you’d be left here with no tickles?”

The smile faded just slightly and Sapnap could see the fight behind his brother’s eyes. “Well… I mean it’s a little too early for a jog wouldn’t you think?”

Sapnap gave a snort before climbing off 4K’s legs. Before he looked too panicked, Sapnap scooted himself up to the top of the bed, and sat beside 4K.

“If I give you your tickles,” Sapnap offered, “then you gotta join me on my jog.”

It just took one moment and a flick of 4K’s tail before he said: “Deal.”

“Alright. Where do you want tickled?”

“Armpits.” 4K answered almost instantly, and threw his arms up over his head.

“You’re only getting tickled for another few minutes.” Sapnap said as he reached over to 4K’s exposed pit. One hand gave wispy soft tickles into the skin while the other was playing with a loose strand of 4K’s hair. “I want to get going.”

“Juhuhust a fehew minuhuhutes…” 4K giggly agreed while his tail flicked happily. “Thehen after the jog, y-yohohou gehet tihihickles.”

Sapnap sputtered and protested that wasn’t the agreement, but he kept up his soft soft tickling and his own tail twitched happily behind him to the promise.

#sleepy's ler!sapnap week #ler!sapnap #lee!sapnap4K #covenofwords

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todoroklee · 2 days ago

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don't really see alot of LOV tickle fics

So maybe an odd paring but how about a platonic lee mustard and ler toga

I hc mustard puts up a stubborn persona but is actually super shy

Hiii! I'm sadly gonna have to say no to this one ☹️

I don't really know the character mustard too well BUT I would love to take any requests from you or anyone about the league as I adore them :3

Main characters from the league I write for:

Dabi :3

Hawks :3

Toga

Shigaraki :3

Spinner

Compress :3

Twice :3

Magne

I also have two OCS for the league!!!

Kage :3 (16-17)

Aoi :3 (20-21)

If you wanna know about them I would LOVE to share :p

#sfw tickle community #asks #tword community #mha tickles #im gonna triple 180 out of my fuckinv window /j

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nataliedrawz · 4 years ago

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You're Not Alone || Compress & Dabi Fic

Scenario: Dabi has been going through one of his traumatic episodes, so Compress helps calm him down. Deciding once his calmed down enough to give him a dose of serotonin his never heard of before.

This is NOT a ship, I see Compress more as a father figure towards Dabi and the other's, nothing more.

Compress had arrived after having his shift done, it wasn't anything much, only a scout around the base too make sure no heroes or witnesses noticed the hideout. He took his top hat off and his jacket, placing them on the clothes rack beside him, it seemed like everyone else was asleep besides Kurogiri, I mean, he didn't need sleep since he was just a walking misty storm.

"Welcome back, Press." Greeted the warp quirk holder, receiving a humble smile from the other, "Ah, why thank you, Giri." Being parent figures to the league, they usually got along very well, Kurogiri being the house mum, while Compress was the working dad. After their rather long chat, it grew into midnight, the marble user yawning, "You should head to bed." "Figures." He chuckled, patting the other's shoulder, "See you in the morning." Spoke the magician, walking towards his room.

As he was walking through the hall, he noticed a room's light wasn't turned off, specifically, Dabi's. After knowing the flame user for quite the while, he got told tiny parts about his childhood, nothing extreme as he didn't trust the league fully, bit it was enough to know his younger self didn't have a good life.

"Dabi, are you awake? Why is-" He stopped his ask to only hear choked sobs, he immediately went to open the door, obviously, Dabi didn't know that anyone would notice since he didn't see him go to his shift, thinking he could manage it all on his own. This hurt Compress on the inside, seeing his flames rise, seeming he was trying to control it, it must be a experience his brain revived, and oh how it made his throat dry from the most pained cries that came from the scarred male. He didn't care, he immediately pulled him into his arm's, taking the burns that took over, the stoic male doing his best to pry him off, a choked 'leave' escaping his lips.

"No, you are suffering." He scolded, tightly hugging him, patting his back. Slowly, the flames died down, and the empty eye's hadn't made any tears due to his tear glands being burnt off. "Thank.. you.." Stated Dabi, gripping onto his shirt, his knuckles turning white from such the tight grip, it was relieving to see he broke out of it, but to see his terrorized gaze, shooting up at his eye's and into his shoulder. It was just too painful to watch him suffer. "Do you want me to tuck you in?" Compress asked, patting his back gently and rubbing the back of his head, Dabi making a small nod, "If you tell anyone, I-" "I won't." He stopped him, Dabi gaping before closing his mouth, having no other word's to say.

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After what seemed like ages of silent cuddling, Dabi got up, Compress following along as he saw him lay in bed, the magician tucking him in just the way he liked it, going to leave, "Wait." Dabi said, making him pause in his steps, "Don't go, please." He said, he didn't know what to say, only smiling tiredly as he walked over, sitting on the side of his bed, the mattress squeaking as the added weight was setted down. "What do you need?" He asked, Dabi sighing, "I- uhm, do you mind staying? I'm scared." He said, Compress smiling, "I can't, but, I can help relieve you from your nightmare." He said, seeing the confusion rise in the other, it was rather amusing seeing how confused he could be, but this was serious, "What do you mean by that?" The blue flame user questioned, making Compress smile, "You see, there's this little game called "Tickling." Heard of it?" He'd ask, his haw dropping in pure sadness as Dabi simply shook his head, "No, I've never even heard of it."

No..

That's going to change on Compress' watch.

He immediately latched his hands onto his side's, gently circling his thumbs at the area, seeing he was new to this, he wanted to keep it nice and soft, to his sadness, he didn't seem ticklish there, he tried his ribs, no reaction, same went for other places. But there wasn't one spot he tried yet.

"This is what it is? It feels like nothing." Was all Dabi said, "I.. how? No one isn't ticklish." He said, "Well, I a-" he snorted.

SNORT!

This was incredible, he found it!

"Oh?~ guess it just took time to find this sweet area~" He began to tease, Dabi's remaining skin of his face beginning to redden up, he was blushing!

"W-Wahait! Comprehess!" He had gripped uselessly at his paled wrists, Compress couldn't help but poke his pointer finger's all around his stomach, dragging out every snort and chuckle, before actually trying. He spidered his eight finger's around his stomach under his bottom ribs, while his thumbs curved and dipped above his hips on his lower stomacg, and this drew out the most loudest howls of pure torture out, he was cackling, thrashing side to side while immediately taking the pillow that supported his head and using it to muffle his bellowing rich laughter, it was like hearing an banshee become a part of the orchestra, which made Compress laugh.

"MEHERCY! JEHESUS FUHUCKING CHRIHIHIST! MAHARBLE BIHITCH STOHOP!" Roared the scarred male, resulting to Compress stopping, patting at his side, "Wow, I didn't even get your bare tum tum and all you did was howl at the moon~" He cooed, Dabi covering his face, "Shut up, never say tum tum again, it's stupid." He said, Compress laughing.

"But you have got such a ticklish tum tum!~"

"I do not, now let me sleep."

"Fine, goodnight."

"Night."

#bnha tickle #mha tickle #writing #tickle fic #compress!tickle #ler!compress #lee!dabi #ticklish!dabi #hope you all like it!#ratty writes

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tickling-giggles · 3 years ago

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Hello! If you have time, would you mind writing Todoroki getting tickled by Twice and Mr.Compress? (Probably he's searching for his brother Dabi, but instead met two of his brother teammates) :3

Coincidence?

A/N: (Platonic)

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Todoroki was bored and decided to give his brother Touya a visit. As he was throwing on some sweatpants his sister walked passed “Hey sho… where ya going” she asked. “Going to Midoriya’s place” he lied. “Oh well be careful it’s dark and stay safe ‘kay” Fuyumi sighed worrying a little as she walked to her room.

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Shoto now out of the house was now deciding wether to call him and meet up with him or to surprise him. Todoroki decided to go to that alleyway that he’s always at. As Todoroki is walking he creeps around the corner and jumps out saying “Boo”. But his brother wasn’t there instead he had seen two other villains that he knew were friends of his brother. He had ran into Twice and Mr.compress.

“Hey isn’t that Dabi’s baby brother” Twice asked.

“Ummmm have you’ve seen Dabi?” Compress asks. “What do you want from my brother” shoto asked standing his ground. “Woah we would never hurt you and besides your brother lost a bet and ran away like a little shrimp” Compress confessed.

“Oh sorry for jumping the gun I think but anyways do you need any help” Todoroki’s apologize as he offered to help. “Um well NO— Ack yeah you can” Twice spoke. “Um and how exactly OOOOOH I like your thinking” Compress understood the look on twice’s face.

“Ok what do I need to do” Todoroki innocently asked. “Just stay right there “Compress smiles as twice duplicates himself and grabs onto Todoroki’s wrists.

“What the hEEHEY whahat thehe hell” Todoroki squealed. “Aww it must runs in the family” compress teased. “Thihis is whahaht you were gonnahahah doho to my brother ahahah” Todoroki asked through his giggles.

“Yeah basically he lost a bet and was being difficult—“ compress explained before being cut off by twice “yeah he only took majority of tickling before running away”. “How much tihihime did hehehehe have lehehehft”

“Probably ‘bout 2 or 3 minutes left… BUT that’s not important just like your brother tryna distract us” compress added on. “Nohoho ihihim nohohot” he lied through his giggles.

“Hmm how about here” twice asked before moving to the boys ribs. “NYAhahahahaha NOhoho” Todoroki’s giggles soon turned into actual laughter. “Awww is little shoto ticklish” Compress teased. “Shuhut uhuhup”

“That’s not very kind shoto” twice jokingly pouted. “Just wait till we find you death spot” Compress cheesed as he moved from his belly to his upper rib cage.

“GYAHAHa nAHAohoho” “Uh Ohh I think we’re close to it” Twice smiled before scribbling up under his arms. “NAHAHAHAHAH GEHEHEHT OHOHOHUT MOHOHOVE STAHAHAHAP PLEHEHEASE” todoroki begged.

“You ok kid”they both asked.”YOhohu guhuhuys suhuhuck” Todoroki giggly recovers. “Um do you want another round Huh?” Twice smiled wiggling his fingers towards the boy.

“NAHAHAHAHAHAT AHAHAHAHGAIN” Todoroki hysterically falls back. “Don’t worry we’ll take you to your big bubber” twice baby talked as he tickled the poor boys armpits again.

#tickle fic #anime tickling #kiara writes #mha tickle fic #mha tickles #mha tickling #bnha tickling #bnha tickle #lee!todoroki #ler!twice #ler!compress

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tickly-giggles · 2 years ago

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I'm not surw if you write for the other villians, but I was wondering if you could do tickle headcanons for Mr. Compress please? (I'm sorry if I'm requesting this at the wrong time, I just peaked at the pinned post to see what requests you were taking)

Yeah, I do! And no worries, you're fine! I really appreciate you reading my pinned post before sending in an ask ^w^ And, as always if you're unsure, please don't be afraid to ask in DMs or in ask form like this.

Compress Tickle Headcanons

Despite being a refined gentleman, he goes crazy when tickled

His laughter goes high pitched, and he snorts sometimes

He can't stand being tickled, so he'll often use his normal escape artist tricks to get out of the situation

His worst spots are kinda obscure, like the insides of his elbows and his ears

As a ler, he is very polite and playful

He'll pin you down and make sure you're comfortable before wrecking you

"There's no escape for you, my dear. I'm afraid you'll have to lay here and take it~."

"Your laughter is music to my ears! Louder, my friend, the audience is waiting~!"

He likes to whisper teases into his lee's ears

He gives very good aftercare

Water, massages, cuddles, the whole nine yards

If you tell him you like being tickled, he'd think it's cute and keep it to himself for a while before striking at a random time

#mha tickle #mr compress tickle headcanons #mha tickle headcanons #tickle headcanons #league of villains #league of villains tickle #league of villains tickle mha #league of villains mha tickle headcanons #im sorry this one was kinda short #been lowkey struggling with it the past few weeks lol

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tickling-giggles · 3 years ago

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Ok how about a fluffy kurogiri and izuku tickle Mr compress

A good magician never reveals their secrets

A/n: No problem😌✨

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Izuku and kurogiri were chilling as Mr.compress magically appeared in the hideout.

“Hey compress” “Hi Mr. compress” they both greeted.

“Why hello you two”

“I’ve been meaning to ask how do you do that?” Izuku questioned.

“Do what oh the appear and disappear thing? Oh that rookie trick is easy” Compress chuckled to himself.

“Ooooh can you teach me the trick PLEASEEEEE” Deku gave him his puppy eyes

“Hehe good pouty face maybe it’ll work on Dabi but I shall not because a good magician never reaveals his secrets.” Compressed bowed.

“AWWWW why not”

“Yeah how come compress”

“D-did neither one of you listened to what I just said? And also I’m surprised to see you caring about my tricks” Compress scoffed.

“Well I’m intrigued by this one” kurogiri replied.

“Tell me” izuku demanded.

“Uhm no”

“Tell him compress” kurogiri added on.

“U-uh no ya deaf”

“We can do this the easy way or the hard way” izuku cracked his fingers.

“Heh are you tryna intimidated me ‘zuku you got a long way to go with that one” compress smiled.

Kurogiri teleported behind him and pinned him for izuku.

“Last chance~” Izuku singed as he wiggled his fingers toward him.

“You better give him what he wants compress” kurogiri teased.

“W-wait dohon’t I swear nOhohoho”

“You still don’t wanna spill” Deku asked.

“Nohohoho a mahagihiciahan nehever reavehels his seceherts”

“Izuku I think you should try his armpits” Kurogiri hinted.

“OoOh~”

“Hohohow dohoho you knohohow about thahat spohot ‘zuhuku nAHAHAHA”

“GAHAHAHAHAHA IHIHIT HAHAHAHAAHA TICKLIHIHISH”

“Of course silly”izuku stuck his toungw out at him.

“So you wanna tell us”

“GYAHAHAHAHAHA”

“OHOKAHAHAHAY *snort OHOHOKAHAHAY IHILL TEHELL YOHOHOU” he pleaded.

“Good I would like to use that trick” kurogiri winked.

“Fohor whahat yohour quhurik already allows yohou to doho it” Compress giggled as he stood to his feet.

“WHO CARES I WANNA KNOW HOW TO DO IT TOO” Deku jumped up in excitement.

“I’ll never tell you suckers ahahahaha a good magician never reveals their secrets AHAHAHA” compress was about to disappear before he felt two hands squeeze his hips.

“Yo we’re back~ No Duh they can see that” twice waved. “Heh that was funny” Dabi chuckled as he bent over to tickle him some more.

“Noho DAHAHAHAHBI PLEHEHEASE”

#kiara writes #kiara answers #mha tickle #mha tickle drabble #mha tickle fic #mha tickling #mha tickles #ler!deku #ler!izuku #ler!VillainDeku #???#Ler!kurogiri #Lee!Compress #Lee!Mr.compress #dogpigfox

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tickly-giggles · 2 years ago

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Ultimate Masterpost! (Fics and Art)

Heyaa! I'm Giggles, I draw full time and write stories some of the time, so here's a full masterlist of everything I've done so far :D I will update this as frequently as I can ^^

I DRAW AND WRITE BOTH SFW AND NSFW CONTENT! FOR BOTH YOUR AND MY SAFETY, PLEASE DO NOT INTERACT IF YOU ARE A MINOR. THANK YOU!

Few notes for clarification sake:

I don't take art requests often, if at all. Commissions are a definite way to get personalized art from me!

I might take writing requests in the future? But for now, I do not.

Commissions are currently closed, as I'm still working on my backlog TwT but I do have a Patreon that I advertise frequently!

What is open right now?

Tickle fight HCs ✅️

Tickle HCs for characters ✅️

Fic requests 🚫

Art requests 🚫

Sentence starter drabbles ✅️ (Request one from here, pros and villains only pls)

I am multi-fandom, but right now, my obsession is My Hero Academia. I am only taking HC requests/fic requests/art requests/drabbles for the pro heroes, teachers, and villains! I love the classes, but they are quite overdone. I wanna shine light on the characters that don't get too much love in this community :3

Now onto the list~!

Last Updated: 4/22/2024

My Hero Academia

* = Not a part of any storyline

Fics

Feather Ticklish - (Lee!Dabi, Ler!Hawks) During a meeting at the LoV hideout, Hawks notices Dabi looking more down and apathetic than usual. He tries to make him feel better, but when words don't work, he realizes he may need to take another approach.

Watch Your Back (sequel to Feather Ticklish) - (Lee!Hawks, Ler!Dabi) It's been a few weeks since Dabi warned Hawks to watch his back, but nothing has come of it. Hawks decides to go about his work without worrying about it too much (spoiler: he worries a lot) and, during a private outing to the hideout late at night, he runs into Dabi.

Get Some Sleep* (Sentence Prompt Drabble) - (Lee!Hawks, Ler!Dabi) College AU. Keigo has to finish a very important paper in order for him to graduate, but he's having a lot of trouble and refuses to sleep or take care of himself until it's done. Luckily, Touya is there to get him to take a break and sleep.

The Safe Word is 'Tickle'* (Sentence Prompt Drabble) - (Lee!Dabi, Ler!Hawks) Dabi has been tickling Hawks so often since they started dating. Not that Hawks is complaining, but he wants his own chance at revenge! And he gets it, in the meanest way possible~.

When I Find You, You're Dead!* (Sentence Prompt Drabble) - (Lee!Mic, Ler!Aizawa) Mic decided it would be a good idea to play a prank on his sleeping husband. When Aizawa wakes up and sees what he did, he has quite a bit of fun with his punishment~.

Headcanons

Dabi Tickle Headcanons

Twice Tickle Headcanons

Aizawa Tickle Headcanons

Sir Nighteye Tickle Headcanons

Kurogiri Tickle Headcanons

Bubble Girl Tickle Headcanons

Shigaraki Tickle Headcanons

Tickle Fight: Dabi vs Hawks

Tickle Fight: Dabi vs Shigaraki

Tickle Fight: Endeavor vs Hawks

Hawks Tickle Headcanons

Mr. Compress Tickle Headcanons

Art

Wing TKs (Lee!Dabi, Ler!Hawks)

Anticipation (Lee!Dabi, Ler!Hawks)

Muscle/Pose Practice (NonTK fanart of Dabi)

Fuck Off, I'm Playing Pokemon (NonTK fanart of Dabi and Shigaraki)

Wing Stretches (NonTK fanart of Hawks)

Careful if He Gets Loose~ (NonTK fanart of Dabi, barely NSFW, light bondage)

College AU Dabi/Touya Design (NonTK fanart of Dabi)

Sup, Little Bro? (NonTK fanart of Dabi and Shoto, college AU)

Tickle Fight (Switches!Dabi and Hawks)

You Have a Tickle Blog~? (Lee!Keigo, Ler!Touya - Part of my "Keigo has a tickle blog" college AU)

OCs

Bios

Nathan

Andrew

Christian

Eric

Fics

Forgot to Hit Record - (Lee!Eric, Ler!Andrew) Eric has been in more of a bad mood than usual, and his friends are getting fed up with it. Coincidentally, they have to film a "movie" for their website, and Andrew decides it's the perfect opportunity to put him in a better mood~.

Art

Tickle Torture (NSFW, Lee!Andrew, Lers Eric, Nathan, Christian)

Ask for Christian - What pranks have backfired? (Mentions of NSFW activity)

Ask for Andrew - Bust it down, sexual style?

Ask for Nathan - Who do you prefer to be tickled by?

Lazy Day (NonTK)

Ask for Andrew - What tools are your favorite?

Why Do You Sext Like Jigsaw? (NonTK, Andrew and Eric)

Cuties Bonding - (Lee!Nathan, Ler!Eric)

Happy Pride Month - (NonTK)

Dude, Why Are You Crying? - (NonTK, silly animatic w/ Christian and Andrew)

Forgot to Hit Record~ - (Lee!Eric, Ler!Andrew)

Teaching Him How to Bake [wip] - (NonTK ship art of Nathan and Eric)

Four Square - (NonTK art of all the boys, draw the squad meme)

Christian's Mummified Tickle Torture - (Lee!Christian, Ler!Andrew)

Can't Sleep - (Lee!Eric, Ler!Andrew)

Nathan Bunny Slime Sticker - (NonTK art of Nathan with a bunny slime, a sticker for my shop!)

Anticipation - (Lee!Nathan, Ler!Andrew)

#ultimate masterpost #giggles masterpost #cutiechu masterpost

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mha-quotes-and-such · 2 years ago

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Havent talked about my ocs in awhile so heres an update

I decided to redesign Sick-ler a bit both to just update the style but also to reference the Kunekune, as well as change his mask to match his face more

Secondly Ive finally finished a new oc I mentioned awhile ago! Her name is Jesteria (jester + hysteria) and shes a villain who just commits crime for the fun of it. Her quirk is kind of a mix between Mr Compress and Uraraka’s, being that she can bubble objects in order to make them float

#not a quote #scarecrows oc tag #villain: sick-ler #villain: jesteria #art

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giggly-argent · 2 years ago

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Can you tell us more about your human OCs? and their weak spots-

P much All of them are just meant to fill basic character archetypes v quickly, so none of them are as developed as the ones I usually draw :0

Descriptions under the cut!

Zahir: mean mean ler. Super snooty n smug rich boy, his bastard energy knows no bounds,, he's not very ticklish, but a couple squeezes to his sides might get him to crack before he turns the tables on ya (I actually posted him once in the Polaris tk pic but as a placeholder ler bc I was feeling Uncreative💕)

Yuki: tomboy failgirl 💜 (she's literally just a version of Gattina but in a different body and less violent sjgnd) 50/50 switch, with her sides n thighs being pretty bad spots

Desc: 5'2, Medium length messy black hair, red eyes, pale skin. Usually wears shades, oversized baggy black tees, and v short shorts

Mori: dumb jock (rude variant) he is a Grade A dickhead but that just makes him better to wreck >:) his underarms are his absolute worst spot

Desc: 6'4, shoulder length kinda messy black hair, green eyes, fair skin. Black muscle tank, grey sweatpants, flip flops, n black choker

Evi: sweet farmer guy!! Very innocent, doesn't do much other than taking care of his animals, but he still ends up getting tickled half to death soo often 🫠 His feet are the worst for him, but honestly he's dreadfully ticklish everywhere

Desc: 5'10, fluffy brown hair, brown eyes, tanned skin. Black denim overalls, white tee underneath, and work boots

Harper (last name I used for him iirc): dumb jock (kind variant). Like just your run of the mill himbo, all beef and heart, minimal brain :') His pecs, ribs, n thighs are all super ticklish!

Desc: 6'0, blond hair with messy bangs (usually in a low ponytail), green eyes, tanned skin. Compression top, gym shorts, and high top sneakers

#ask #anonymous #Evi is my fav bc i love the ''cutie who did nothing wrong gets Fucked Over'' trope #didn't realize i made yuki a gatti clone until i was writing these 😭😭 ive had her for a year now!!!

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trashyswitch · 5 years ago

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Virgil’s Insecurity

Virgil is an infodumper, who has been compressing his infodumps due to annoying people in the past. But this time, Virgil can't hold it in! So, he runs up to someone who just might help him without judgement.

This was requested by an anonymous person who left a 🦇 emoji on the prompt. Thanks for the prompt! And I hope you enjoy!

Virgil, being the quiet man he is, has always felt unbelievably insecure about one thing: infodumping. Why was he insecure about infodumping? Well, he’s afraid of talking someone’s ear off to the point of rejection. There have been a couple moments where his conversations turned into infodumping, and the people he had spoken to ended up yelling at him for being annoying. A few more repeated conflicts later, and Virgil had stopped infodumping altogether. There was no point in infodumping to anyone if he was just going to scare them off.

But there were times in his life where Virgil just couldn’t keep it inside of his mind anymore. He HAD to tell someone! ANYONE! He had to tell someone about his love for tickling.

Yes, you heard that right: tickling. Virgil knew just about all there is to know about tickling. He knew about how nice it felt to laugh, the different ways to tickle a person and what tools work wonders on the skin. He also knew about the baby teases and the evil teases that can fluster a person and make it tickle more, he loves reading the online fanfictions that people make, and he also loves seeing the variety of tools used in the fanfictions.

But talking about it? HELL NO! That’s such a weird thing to talk about! He can barely properly say the word, let alone talk about it! Well...he can talk about tickling. But it has to be infodumping or it’s not gonna work at all.

Today was one of those days where he just could NOT keep his thoughts in his head. He was certainly trying, but it was killing him inside. He had already fallen into a meltdown over his yearning to talk about his insecurity. But...IT’S EMBARRASSING!

Finally, after way too much thought, Virgil just bursted out of his room, crying loudly and sprinting to the closest room. That just happened to be Logan’s room. Virgil bursted into Logan’s room desperately. his makeup was falling right off his eyes and his cries were filled with hiccups and sobs.

“I C-C-CAN-CAN’T HO-HOLD *sob* HOLD I-IT TO-TOGETHER ANYMOOOORE.” Virgil shouted to him, flopping his face into Logan’s lap and bursting out in long cries and heavy sobs.

Logan immediately put his book down and looked at Virgil in concern and surprise. “Whoa! Hi Virgil. I’d say ‘what brings you here this afternoon’, but I guess I’ll find out soon enough.” Logan reacted, putting his hand on Virgil’s head and petting his hair for some sort of comfort. “What’s making you fall apart, Virgil?” Logan asked.

“I-I wanna infodump but...I can’t.” Virgil told him, still crying.

“Why not?” Logan asked.

“I...I’m too afraid to because I’ve annoyed so many people with my infodumping before and I’m scared to annoy you.” Virgil said very quickly.

Surprisingly, Logan is very good at listening when he’s given the opportunity to. So, he decided to not question anything else and decided to go along with it.

“Infodumping?” Logan calmly reacted.

“Yes infodumping but I’m too scared to. What if I lose a friend because of my strange infodumping topic? What if I can’t make any more friends because of how much I infodump?” Virgil asked, still talking quickly.

His crying was surprisingly lessening the more he talked. So, Logan let him talk.

“I’ve been wanting to infodump for a long time now but I’m scared to. The topic I always infodump about is embarrassing.” Virgil explained.

“Is it Panic! At The Disco related?” Logan asked.

“No, it’s tickling.” Virgil replied quickly. He immediately gasped to himself in horror. “AAH SH-”

“Tell me about it.” Logan ordered.

Virgil had his mouth covered. He looked at Logan with surprise. “W...wait...what?” Virgil asked.

“Tell me about tickling.” Logan told him again with a smile.

Virgil’s eyes widened as he removed his hand from his mouth. He gulped and let out a nervous chuckle. “But it’s weird and embarrassing and it makes no sense and you’re gonna judge me for it even if you’re just sitting there and saying nothing I can tell that you’re silently judging-”

“Infodump to me about tickling.” Logan told him.

Virgil paused his rant and just sighed. He finally let himself go.

“Tickling is an activity between 2 or more people that causes playful behaviour and immense laughter through soft and hard types of touch. There is soft tickling and very soft touches such as feathers, makeup brushes and furs. And then there’s the rough tickling which involves hair brushes, electric & manual toothbrushes and long fingernails.” Virgil explained.

“Interesting.” Logan told him. Despite his monotone expression, Logan was actually interested.

“Yes, people use more than just their fingers for tickling. But even using the fingers in different ways can determine everything. If you flutter your fingers on the skin only slightly, the lightest touch can drive a person crazy. If you scratch the skin or dig and wiggle the fingers, you’ll make them scream. And, if you squeeze the skin and even skitter your fingers all over the place, you’ll make them squirm all over the place.” Virgil explained further.

Logan smiled. “Good to know.” He replied.

“Now, there are a huge variety of tools that can be used as tickle tools. Paint brushes, markers, and pipecleaners can all be used for tickle tools. Even animals like hamsters, guinea pigs and rats can be used for tickling. Also, cleaning tools are very useful for tickling as well. Such as: Q-Tips, gardening gloves with spikes or claws and feather dusters.” Virgil added.

Logan chuckled. “I’ll never look at a feather duster the same way again.” Logan admitted to him.

“Trust me, I haven’t either.” Virgil admitted back. “Certain clothing choices can increase a person’s sensitivity to tickling. Oil can make everything more slippery as well as ticklish, and body lotion can make the ticklish sensations just as worse. Though most clothes cause tickling to diminish, there are clothing options like leotards, that make a person even more ticklish.” Virgil told him.

“Any person can be considered adorable when they’re tickled. These adorable ticklish people are referred as ‘Ticklees’, or ‘lees’ for short, which means ‘loves being given the tickles. When there’s a person who wants to tickle and tease someone, that is called a ‘tickler’, or ‘ler’ for short. Anyone can be a lee, but there are specific tickle tropes that people will use. For example: those who start off as tough, cute, apathetic or constantly grumpy can be turned into a giggly mess from a few tickles and teases.” Virgil admitted.

“Interesting…” Logan admitted.

“Technically I may come off as a grumpy person, but for good reason: I am anxiety and I’m meant to keep Thomas safe from embarrassing himself or doing something stupid. And I am pretty ticklish just about everywhere, specifically in the upper body spots compared to the lower body. Though, I will admit: Remus had found incredibly strange ways to tickle my feet, which ended up tickling the HELL outta me.” Virgil continued.

“So Remus used to tickle you?” Logan asked.

“Yes! A lot actually. I think the one tickle tool that REALLY kills me, is the facial hair. Remus’s mustache was a tool he would use A LOT against me. But the tu-...stomach was the worst. Stubby facial hair was also bad. It tickled worse than the NAILS did. Even the hairbrushes couldn’t compare to Remus’s ‘glorious’ mustache. Oh! And the mustache along with the nibbles? HOLY SHIT! That would kill me INSTANTLY!” Virgil described.

“Fascinating…” Logan said with a smirk.

“And even that’s just the tip of the iceberg! Remus being the weird man he is, has tied my arms up and tickled my armpits to oblivion, and tied up my feet to tickle them as well. But that’s only if he’s feeling super evil. The rest of the time, he’s willing to just do the tickling, the tools and the nibbling. And then there’s Janus: he’s tickled me a few times, and certainly made them cou- HEHEheheheheheh! Hehehehehehey!” Virgil explained, before bursting into giggles and laughter.

“Yes?” Logan replied with a smirk.

“Whahahahat ahare yohohohou dohohohoihing?!” Virgil asked.

Logan smiled as he continued to dig his fingers into Virgil’s ribs. “Oh nothing...Just keep talking.” Logan replied.

Virgil squeaked and shook his upper body back and forth as a big smile showed up on his face. “Ihihihihi cahahahahan’t! Ihihi cahahahan’t!!” Virgil protested.

Logan chuckled. “Come on, I think you can.” Logan replied, tweaking and squeezing his ribs.

Virgil squealed and pushed against Logan’s hand. “Jahahahanuhuhus uhuhusehed tohohoho tihihihicklehe mehehehehe! Hehehehe wahahas gohohood ahat ihihihihit!” Virgil told him.

“Really? Fascinating.” Logan reacted in a semi-monotone voice, mixed with sarcasm.

“Hehehe wohohould tihihickle myhyhyhy eheheheheahahars wihith ahaha feheheatheheheher, and tehehehease thehehehehem tihihill- AAAAAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHO BEHEHEHEHELLYHYHYHYHY!” Virgil screamed, bursting into loud laughter as his stomach was tickle attacked by Logan’s skilled fingers.

“He would tease you till what Virgil? You appeared to have been interrupted by some lunatic who’s laughing nearby.” Logan joked.

“THAHAHAT MEEEHEHEHEHE YOHOHOU DOOHOHOFUHUHUHUS!” Virgil yelled as his upper body fell backwards.

Logan caught Virgil and brought him to the ground carefully. With Virgil now on the safe ground, Logan summoned a pair of cat claws and skittered his fingers all over Virgil’s belly and sides.

“NOOOHOHOHOHOHO! THAHAHAHAT TIHIHIHIHICKLEHEHES!” Virgil squealed like the world was ending.

“Really? I had no idea.” Logan teased.

“YEHEHEHES YOHOHOHOU DIHIHIHIHIHID! IHIHIHI TOHOHOLD YOHOHOHOU!” Virgil argued loudly.

“My, then I must not have heard you then. I must have zoned out or something.” Logan replied with an evil smirk.

“YOHOHOHOHOU’RE SOHOHOHO MEHEHEHEHEHEAHAN!” Virgil yelled at him.

“Instead of calling me mean, how about you repeat what you said to me? Then we’ll be on the right page.” Logan suggested.

“NOHOHOHOHO! YOHOHOU AHAHARE THEHEHEHE WOHOHORST LIHIHISTEHENEHEHER EHEHEHEVEHEHER!” Virgil shouted at him.

“Do you even hear how loud you’re being? I’m practically going deaf. It’s no wonder I’m bad at listening.” Logan joked.

Logan made his cat claws disappear and summoned a Q-tip next. He spun it in his hands.

“Whehehehehehe...wahahahahahait...whahahat ahare yohohohou dohohohoihihing?” Virgil asked nervously.

Logan looked at the Q-Tip carefully, as if observing it. Then, he looked down at Virgil’s belly and lifted up the shirt. “Aaah...Here it is!” Logan declared before poking the belly button.

“NOHOhoho!” Virgil jolted.

“The world-famous belly button. Everybody’s got one. They’re these little tiny holes that used to give us milk when we were just tiny fetuses in our mother.” Logan explained.

Virgil giggled and covered his face out of embarrassment.

“Even the word ‘belly button’ seems to make people blush for some reason.” Logan told the silent audience. Suddenly, Logan stuck the Q-Tip into the belly button. “Though I couldn’t tell you why it makes people all flustered and blushy. Do you happen to know, Mr. Giggles?” Logan asked.

“AhahahAHAHAHAHAHA! YEHEHEHEHEHESSSS! *snort* IHIHIHIHIT’S AHAHAHALL TIHIHICKLYYYYY!” Virgil squealed and snorted.

“Ah yes: the lovely snort! ‘Tis an adorable laughing feature that some people possess. It usually occurs when the ‘lee’ as you call it, gets tickled to the point where they need air as quick as possible. So, it’s either inhaled as a hiccup, or as a snort. For Virgil, it is the latter.” Logan explained.

“STAHAHAP TEHEHEHEHEASIHIHING MEHEHEHEHE!” Virgil shouted at Logan.

“Nah, I don’t want to. Teasing you is too much fun.” Logan admitted.

Virgil whined, covered his mouth with his fists and shook his head in embarrassment. He couldn’t take it! He was too good at this! His infodumping had helped him way too much!

“Are you regretting infodumping to me?” Logan asked, slowing down his tickles.

“NOHOhohohoho...Ihihihi’m nohohohot.” Virgil admitted.

Logan lifted his eyebrows in surprise. He was aware Virgil liked being tickled. He was told by the man himself. But he had no idea he liked it THIS much! If Logan had known before, maybe he wouldn’t have stopped so soon. But...the poor man needed to breathe.

“Whyhy did y-you stohohop?” Virgil asked.

“I...was giving you a chance to breathe. Everyone, especially anxious people like you, need to breathe.” Logan told him.

“Ihi know that. Buhut...I don’t want toho stop.” Virgil whined.

“Okay. How about a few light tickles instead?” Logan suggested.

Virgil nodded. “Okay.” he replied.

“Do you have any ticklish spots that make you giggle?” Logan asked.

Virgil nodded and pointed at his feet. Logan looked down at the spot and crawled himself over to the pair of feet.

Logan tried tickling the foot with just a small scratch. “EEEK!” Virgil squeaked, pulling his foot away. Logan tried tickling the other foot with all 4 of his fingers scratching up. “AAHAhahahahaha!” Virgil laughed, pulling his other foot away as well. “Yohohou’re gohonna have to sihit on my lehegs to tickle them.” Virgil warned him.

“I was beginning to wonder that.” Logan replied before crawling himself beside the feet and sitting himself on top of Virgil’s lower calves. Virgil almost immediately started giggling as he felt the weight of Logan’s body on himself.

“Ohohokahay. Yahoo can stahaha-hAHAHAHAhahahahaha! Eeehehehehehehehehahahahaha! Ihihit tihihihicklehes Lohohohohogahahan!” Virgil giggled and laughed,

“Oh really? Remember the last time you tried to tell me that? And how did it turn out?” Logan asked.

“Ehehehevihihihil! Ehehehevihihihihil neheheherd!” Virgil yelled back.

Logan paused his fingers and turned around to look at him. “Evil? Did you just call me evil?” Logan clarified.

“Yehehes. Ihi did.” Virgil replied, still giggling at Logan’s reaction.

Logan gave Virgil a surprised look. Then that surprised look morphed into an evil smirk. “You shouldn’t have said that…” Logan warned him. Then, Logan summoned a long feather and began to wiggle the feather in between Virgil’s first toes.

Virgil widened his eyes and yelped in surprise. “HAHA-HEHEHEHEHEY!” Virgil yelled.

“Hey? Hay is for horses.” Logan rebuffed happily, proud of himself for that joke.

“WHYHYHY AHAHAHA FEHEHEHEATHEHEHER?!” Virgil asked.

“Because feathers are the most important tickle tool of all tickle tools. Tickle tickle tickle~!”

Virgil covered his face. “NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!” Virgil screamed through his hands, growing pink in the face.

“Oh No! The poor feather is going in between all your toes! Whatever will you do?” Logan teased dramatically, seesawing the feather between all the other toes as well.

“CUHUHUHUHUHT IHIHIT OHOHOHOUHUHUT! IHIHIHIHIT’S SOHOHOHO BAHAHAHAHAHAD!” Virgil yelled and begged.

“Hmm...You didn’t really mention anything about ticklish feet within your long infodump...Were you holding back?” Logan mentioned.

“NOHOHOHOHO IHIHIHI WAHAHAHASN’T!” Virgil shouted back.

Logan clicked his tongue in disappointment. “Such a shame...I don’t quite believe you.” Logan rebuffed in a calm, but sarcastic tone. It didn’t take long for the nerd to lift up Virgil’s toes and for Logan to tickle under his toes.

Virgil screamed and snorted like the end of the world was near! “STAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHOHO! PLEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAHAHAP! IHIHI CAHAHAHAHAN’T BREHEHEHEHEHEHEHEATHE!” Virgil screamed.

Finally, Logan decided to still the feather. The man was growing tired and indeed needed a few minutes to breathe. And if that’s Virgil ‘the ticklee’ saying it, that means he needs it badly.

Virgil took some time to properly breath and replace the oxygen he was lacking. All the while, he had a huge smile on his face that could not be whipped off his face no matter how much he tried. It was like seeing the aftermath of a child’s giggle fit after laughing for 10 minutes straight. Logan could actually admit to himself that it was adorable, but he would never admit that outloud. Similarly to Virgil, he had a reputation to uphold.

“You okay Virgil?” Logan asked.

Virgil lifted his head up a little. “Whaha...Whahat hahahappened toho lihihihight tihihicklehehes?” Virgil asked through his giggles.

Logan chuckled to himself. “I threw that idea out the window apparently.” Logan replied.

Virgil let his head fall onto the ground again as his giggles overtook him. “Myhyhy feheet ahahare tohoho tihicklihihihish fohohor thahat.” Virgil admitted.

“Specifically your toes are.” Logan corrected.

“Yeheheheah…” Virgil replied. Buhuhuhuhut...ahare your feet ticklish?” Virgil asked.

Logan chuckled. “Yeah, they’re very ticklish. It’s why I always wear shoes whe-” Logan was interrupted by a sudden tackle from the man wearing purple.

“That’s great news!” Virgil yelled suddenly before sitting on his calves.

Logan squealed and covered his mouth in disbelief. Did he just make that high squeal sound?! NO! Virgil was taking off his shoes, and throwing them onto the couch.

Who knew such a cute little ticklee could be such a dynamic tickler?!

#ticklefic #analogical #lee!virgil #ler!logan #infodumping #light angst #slight angst to fluff

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