#tickletober day 15

[amazingmsme]

What Siblings Do

AN: Yes yes, late again, don’t be expecting that to change lmao. But this is a Schitt’s Creek fic I started awhile back to fight the writer’s block & I’m so happy I got to include it for tickletober! Here’s day 15, hope ya like it!

The Rose family was not a tight knit, overly affectionate one. Even as children, the siblings were distant from one another, preferring to play with their expensive toys alone or with their respective friends. When Alexis started to toe the line of puberty, she set out on her world-wide bender that lasted throughout her middle and high school years. David was already on his own in New York, his sister merely a footnote in his thoughts.

When they lost everything and their lives essentially flipped upside down, they only just began to realize they may not be the perfect, happy family they thought they were. Money can buy a lot, but memories are forged from your actions, or lack thereof.

Alexis thought she and David were normal brother and sister, that their contempt and annoyance with each other was common and didn't border on hostility. After being forced to spend so much time with him, she's grown to enjoy his near constant presence, and wondered why she'd ever shut him out. But then he'd say something snide and bitchy and she was promptly reminded. But David was smarter than he gave himself credit for, and she had to admit he could be hilarious. (She couldn't let on that she thought that; the last thing he needed was an ego boost.)

It was the middle of the afternoon, and she was hanging in the motel lobby to fight off her boredom. Stevie gave up on passing her Candy Crush level and shifted her full attention to Alexis's nonstop rambling and the occasional question. She must've read something in her expression, because her next words threw Stevie for a loop.

"I hope I'm not coming off as, like, an entitled whiny brat trying to brag. But I just miss the way things were when we had money. Things I never even considered as a luxury before, I can't dream of having now," she said dejectedly.

Stevie shook her head, eyes wide. "No, I-I don't think that at all. I mean, you are an entitled whiny brat, but so is David," she said, smirking when she saw a fleeting smile grace the other's face.

"Thanks."

"I mean, you can't really help it. You guys had a lot of money, so you lived like rich people. You never knew this would happen, so it's okay to miss it. Hell, I miss it and I don't even know what that's like."

Alexis nodded, taking in her words. "Yeah, but I guess if anything good's come from it, I don't think I've ever been closer with my family."

"Hm, I can see that. No offense, but none of you seem like the... touchy feely type," Stevie said, vaguely waving her hand in her direction. Alexis giggled and rolled her eyes.

"Well you're not wrong there. I can't help but wonder what it's like to have, like, a normal childhood," she wondered aloud, leaning on the front desk.

Stevie hesitated before she spoke. "Weeell, when I was a kid, we played outside a lot." Alexis listened intently, leaning farther over the counter. Stevie let out an amused huff as she continued. "We'd get dirty and someone wound up hurt most of the time. We got into a lot of trouble," she admitted, chuckling. "Even though I can't really stand my cousins now, we had some good times, back in the day."

"Aww, that's so sweet! So like, what would you guys do? Any favorite, memories you'd like to share?" she asked in her usual inquisitive, bubbly manner.

Stevie thought for a moment, a smile forming on her face. "We'd go skinny dipping in the creek during summer. But only after it rained," she specified, the two of them succumbing to a short lived giggle fit. "We had a few sleep overs. We just did normal kid shit like watch movies and play games." She paused and chuckled, shaking her head. "There were some pretty brutal tickle fights. But I'm sure you know all about that, being the youngest," she teased.

Alexis cocked her head. "Mm noooo," she said, stretching her arm out and leaned away from the counter.  "Should I?" she asked, knees slightly bent and arms tucked close like she does when she's nervous about something. Stevie looked her up and down, brows furrowed.

"Are you trying to say you won against David growing up? 'Cause that doesn't really seem likely if I'm being honest," she deadpanned.

When she didn't answer, Stevie dropped the sarcasm. "Alexis... have you and David ever had a tickle fight?" she asked, genuinely curious. She thought for a moment, shook her head, paused and hummed to herself before shaking her head again.

"Nnno, not really. Maybe when we were like, really little, but nothing more than a poke here or a squeeze there," she explained. Stevie looked at her, something akin to pity in her gaze as she tried to think of something to say. It made Alexis fiddle with her hair as she whined. "That's not weird, right?"

Stevie froze like a deer in headlights. "No," she replied, a little too late.

"Mmmm really?" she asked skeptically. "'Cause you're acting like it's weird, and it's making me feel weird, 'cause, like, were we supposed to?"

"Well- I- obviously, it's not for everyone," she struggled to put her mind at ease.

"Why do you keep looking at me like that?"

"Like what?"

"Like, I don't know, like I'm one of those dogs on the sad commercials."

Stevie shrugged. "I don't know. I guess, I'm just a little sad for you guys," she said honestly, her hands shoved in her pockets. Apparently that was the wrong thing to say.

"Oh my God, it is weird!" she cried, grabbing a fistful of hair. Stevie shook her head frantically, mouth slightly agape.

"I didn't say that!" she insisted.

Alexis heaved a sigh. "You didn't have to."

There was a long stretch of awkward silence. Stevie finally spoke up. "You know, it's never too late. And I saw David get back like an hour ago, and most of the guests are out for the day," she hinted. Alexis picked up what she was laying down, and a bright grin stretched across her features.

"Thanks Stevie, you've really been a huge help. On an unrelated note, I think I'm gonna go," she said, already at the door.

"Uh huh," Stevie grinned as she watched her leave and walk down the sidewalk through the window. She muttered a silent prayer for David, hoping he'd forgive her for whatever hell she unleashed upon him.

When Alexis burst into their room, David was laying on his bed eating Doritos and talking on the phone.

"Why have we never had a tickle fight?" she demanded, slamming the door behind her. David jumped out of his skin and started choking. Alexis could hear Patrick on the other line asking if he was okay until he composed himself enough to answer.

"I'm fine, Alexis just- barged in here and said the most atrocious thing I've ever heard so I started choking on my Doritos!" Patrick hummed in understanding. Ah, so that's what all that crunching was.

Alexis stared down at him, arms crossed. "That's not an answer!"

David groaned. "I'm sorry babe, I have to go. I'll call you later." He didn't wait for Patrick to say goodbye before hanging up. "Are you out of your mind? I was on the phone!" he yelled at her, standing up from his spot on the bed.

"Oh come on David, I've walked in on much worse," she teased. He huffed in frustration, running his hands through his hair.

"What even brought this up? The last time I just acted like I was going to tickle you, you hissed like some demon and flipped me off."

"Well, yeah, but when was the last time you actually tried?" she asked in exasperation.

David blinked a few times as he realized he didn't have an answer.

"I... don't know."

"Don't you think that's weird?" she asked, staring at him expectantly. Hopefully.

He shrugged, "No."

"Well Stevie got this look on her face when she found out, and she said she thought it was sad!"

Oh, so this was Stevie's fault. He was going to kill her. "It's only weird cause you're making it weird!"

"So you really don't feel like we missed out on something?" she asked, something accusatory in her voice.

"No! And honestly, I wish you'd just drop it!" he snapped, throwing himself back on the bed. He turned his attention back to his phone, thumbs flying across the screen. He didn't notice his sister creeping towards him, which would utterly be his downfall. He looked up just in time to see Alexis looming over him, and let out an ear piercing scream.

In the lobby, Stevie muttered to herself as she idly clicked around on the computer, "Wow, that was fast."

Next door, Johnny's head snapped up in alarm when he heard his son's scream, but his nerves were set at ease when it was followed by loud laughter. Moira on the other hand, didn't seem to bat an eye.

Back in their room, Alexis was already laughing as David flailed on the bed, holding her hands and pushing against her with all his might. She had the high ground and ultimately won the upper hand when she twisted out of his grip and shoved him on his back.

"Alexis! Alexis nohoho!" he immediately broke, having no resistance against the feeling. She was scribbling up and down his sides, finely manicured nails sending ticklish shocks through his whole body. He rolled onto his side, curling in a tight ball as he swatted at her persistent hands.

"Wow David, who knew you were so ticklish?" she taunted, pinching around his torso sporadically, leaving him in a fit of jumpy giggled, shrieking each time her hand made contact. “I really missed out! Oh well, guess I just gotta make up for lost time!” she chirped happily, kneading her brother’s stomach as if she were a cat making biscuits. Needless to say, it was very effective.

“Nohoho you dohon’t! AHAHAHA!” he screamed and arched his back when she poked his bellybutton. A devious grin spread over her face as she wiggled her fingers above him. He didn’t know why, but felt warm and fluttery inside. He hadn’t played with Alexis like this in… okay he’s never played around with her like this, but something about it felt somewhat adjacent to fun. He tried to banish the thought from his mind, but was beaten to the punch when she started squeezing his hips, sending him into mad cackles.

“Ohohoho fuhuhuck you!” David snapped as she began squeezing his thighs. That had no right being so ticklish.

“You know, you’re not really doing much fighting in this tickle fight,” she teased smugly, hands continuing down and latching onto his knees. David screeched and kicked, but to no avail.

Hold the phone.

“Ihihi cahahahan doho thahahat?” he asked incredulously through his laughter. Alexis scoffed in annoyance as if it were obvious, which, to her,

“Duh, it’s called a tickle fight! You’re supposed to try and defend yourself!” Apparently, that was all the permission David needed.

He mustered up the strength to turn over and shoved his hands under his arms. She let out a shrill squeal, falling on her back as she fell victim to bright, bubbly giggles.

“Ha! And you tried to say I was bad?” he mocked, enjoying how the tables turned. That made her snort, followed immediately by a shriek.

“Dahahahaviiihihid!” she whined, grabbing a pillow off the bed and shoving her face in the cushion. Her laughter was muffled, but only slightly.

“What’s that? Sorry, I can’t understand you, you’re laughing too hard,” he teased, scribbling over her neck. She yelped, biting her lip in an attempt to hold back her laughter, but to no avail. He looked down at her and smiled. He doesn’t remember the last time she looked so carefree and happy. Her hair was tussled in a way she would’ve been appalled by, her cheeks were flushed a bright pink, her eyes glistened with unshed tears, but most importantly, she wore a smile that stretched from ear to ear. David smirked down at her. “Or maybe just take that pillow out of your mouth.” She flipped him off.

He gave a dramatic gasp. “Well that’s not nice! I guess someone needs to be taught some manners!” He went to attack once more, but the predator became the prey.

Next door, Johnny Rose had been trying to read the same newspaper article since their tickle fight began. Don’t get him wrong, he loved the fact they were bonding! But did they have to bond in such a loud manner? His brows furrowed in concern when he heard a shrill scream followed by begging and screaming for help. He set his paper aside and made to stand.

“Ah ah, what do you think you’re doing?” Moira asked, brush combing through one of her many wigs. John gestured wildly to the door.

“He asked for my help! It sounds like there screaming bloody murder in there!” he exclaimed, pointing to the door behind him that connected the two rooms. Moira gave him a look

“John, they’re adults, they can fend for themselves. Besides, Alexis borrowed a necklace without asking, and David blew me off for dinner to go see Patrick. So I say let them tickle torture each other to their heart’s content,” she chirped, unbothered by the sounds next door.

Johnny sighed, defeated. “Okay, if you say so.” It was probably another 10 minutes before they settled down.

[trashyswitch]

Day 15: Tickle Fight

Logan wakes up in SCP-999's room, and sees 999's sleeping position for the very first time. He is thrown off guard at first...But despite it being 2am, 999 wakes up and seems to want to play with Logan.

Day 15! We're pretty much halfway! I hope you enjoy!

Logan had woken up in the familiar cell. He rubbed his neck and stretched himself out a little bit. Where was he? Was he still in the cell from before? He couldn’t tell. All he knew was that there were toys all over the place. The toys looked…familiar. A couple of these toys, he could remember personally playing with. 

He looked around the room, and soon fell upon a dome-shaped ball in the corner of the room. Logan raised his eyebrows. That’s a large ball. And…it looked like it was breathing. Was it alive? Or rather, sentient?

Logan got up onto his feet and walked up to the dome. He circled himself around it with confusion, staring at it with all angles. It looked like…SCP-999. But…it was ball-shaped with its beady black eyes facing the ceiling. It looked like the SCP was staring at the ceiling…just contemplating the abstract world around it. 

It was…almost beautiful. But also haunting at the same time. 

Logan silently jumped and froze when he felt a vibration in his pocket. Logan reached into his pocket super quickly, and pulled out the vibrating object. It was his walkie-talkie! Logan answered the walkie-talkie. “Hello?” Logan whispered. 

“Logan. Glad to see you’re awake.” The person said. 

Logan looked around, and spoke into the walkie-talkie again. “I’m surprised I’m still here.” Logan admitted. 

“Usually one of our staff comes to wake you up…” The staff member said. “But the guy on the last shift left without getting you out.” The staff member explained. “Have you ever seen 999 sleep before?” He asked. 

Logan shook his head. “Is it normal for him to be this shape?” Logan asked. 

“Yup…it’s quite normal.” The staff member replied. “Are you in need of a snack, or a drink?” The staff member asked. 

Logan nodded his head. “Sure. I’ll take a drink.” He told them. 

Soon, a water bottle showed up in the room, having been dispensed from a small tray installed inside the wall of the room. Logan took the water bottle with a smile. “Thanks.” He opened the water bottle and took a couple gulps of it before putting the lid back on. 

Logan opened up his bag and pulled out the map. Using his phone as a flashlight, Logan checked around the site, and observed the specific SCP’s he could visit if he so chooses. He checked the different numbers, and looked them up so he knew what each SCP was. When he found out that SCP’s nickname, Logan would write it down. He wanted to make sure he knew every SCP in case he visited. Though most of the SCP’s were marked down on his map, Logan had a couple more to do. 

His attention was temporarily paused when he felt a little tap on his leg. Logan looked up and smiled when he saw who it was: 999 had woken up, and was now gurgling and clapping its pseudopods together. Logan couldn’t help but giggle as he put his map into the backpack. “Hello there. How are you?” Logan asked. 

999 wrapped its pseudopods around Logan and gave him a small squeeze. 

Logan grunted with a laugh. “Ihihi know. I missed you too.” Logan replied, patting 999’s back. 

999 rubbed its face against Logan’s shoulder and grew more pseudopods from its body. One of the pods fluffed up his hair, making Logan chuckle for a few seconds. The other pseudopod attached itself to Logan’s neck. 

This made Logan gasp and squeak, giggling helplessly as he felt the jelly-like pod flutter against his neck. “eeEEheheek! Nine-nihinetyhyhy-nihihihine! Ihit’s too ehehearly for thihihis!” Logan giggled. 

“Actually…it is currently 2am.” The staff member mentioned through the walkie-talkie. 

“Myhyhyhy pohoint ehehexactlyhy!” Logan shot back. 

“This’ll be our first time observing 999 in the middle of the night.” The staff member told him.

Logan placed his hand onto the pseudopod against his neck, rubbing it as he giggled. 999 understood this as ‘time to stop’, and removed the pod from his neck. 999 gurgled curiously, as if asking ‘are you okay?’. 

Logan looked at 999 and smiled. “I’m okay.” Logan replied. 

999 looked around at the toys that littered the ground, and began contemplating what toy to play with. When the creature saw the rope, 999 grabbed it with its pseudopods and carried it up to Logan. 999 pulled on the rope on either side, emphasizing the idea of ‘pulling on the rope’, before giving it to Logan with a curious little gurgle. 

“Hm?” Logan asked, not fully understanding. 

999 waved the rope in front of him, prompting him to grab the rope. When he did, 999 started gently pulling on it, almost like he was explaining a game of tug-of-war. 

But…Logan let go of the rope in his confusion. “If you wanted it so bad, you could’ve just asked.” Logan admitted. 

999 hung its ‘head’ and gave it to Logan again. When he grabbed it, 999 pulled on it with its pods. Logan actually tried pulling back this time, making him excited. When Logan looked up, he quickly saw the look of excitement and…almost playfulness on 999’s face as it pulled. Logan smiled and kept pulling. “tug-of-war, huh?” Logan asked. 

999 nodded as it kept pulling. 

“Okay. Bring it on!” Logan declared, pulling a little harder. 

“Dr. Bright might want to observe this, actually.” The staff member got off the walkie-talkie. “Dr. Bright to Observatory 999. Dr. Bright to Observatory 999.” The staff member said into the intercom. 

Logan pulled a little bit more, using his knees as leverage as he pulled. “How…strong are you?” Logan asked, a slight bit of strain in his voice. 

999 shrugged its ‘shoulders’ before pulling a little harder. 

Logan smiled and pulled a small bit more, having almost reached his maximum strength. It looked like Logan and 999 were matched in strength…because no one seemed to have moved! 

“This is a great opportunity to see how strong 999 is.” The walkie-talkie spoke. 

Logan pulled a bit more, wrapping the rest of the rope around his hand. “Come…on…comeon…” Logan muttered. 

999 was letting out strained grunts too, showing it was actually working hard to pull back. It looked like Logan was a good opponent for 999. There’s gotta be a moment when one of the opponents wins. 

“You’re…a lot…ssstronger…than I thought.” Logan admitted. 

999 snickered into its little pod as it looked over at the camera in the corner of the room. Strangely enough, this didn’t hinder its strength in the slightest. 

Logan pulled on the rope, and gave it a small yank. This yank took 999 off guard, surprising it as it slid closer to Logan. Noticing this, Logan began to take advantage of 999’s slippery body by pulling bit by bit. 

“Looks like Logan is getting the upper hand!” The walkie-talkie reacted. 

Despite getting the upper hand, Logan could notice the silly little look on 999’s face. 999 was staring at him, almost like it was distracted. Wait…

Then, 999 pulled a SUPER evil move: 

It all started with a big yawn, and a smack of its lips…then, it ended with 999 yanking on the rope at lightning speed! 

Logan, thrown off guard by this move, was pulled right into 999’s body! 999 quickly caught Logan with its pods around his chest, and snickered almost evilly. 

Logan, realizing he lost, looked over his shoulder at the SCP. “Uhhh…Mercy?” Logan asked. 

999 only responded with its version of a raspberry on his neck. 

“eeeEEEEHEEHEEHEEK! NAHAHAHAhahahaha! Nihihine-nine-nihihine!” Logan yelled. 

999 gurgled almost in a teasy fashion, gurgling little bits of gibberish in his ear. 

This was more than enough to fluster Logan. “Nohoho teeheeheasihihing ihin gihihibberihish! Plehehehehease!” Logan begged. 

999 smiled brightly and started planting kisses onto Logan’s right cheek and neck. Every little kiss made the hair on his arms stand up…not out of fear, of course…but more out of surprise. He’s been tickled by 999 many times now, but he still couldn’t fathom how a jello person was capable of inflicting such funny little feelings on a person so effectively. It was almost overwhelming. 

“Ohohokahahay, yohohou wihin! You wihihihin! Ihihi gihive uhuhuhup!” Logan told it. 

Though 999 stopped giving him the tickly kisses, the SCP didn’t stop tickling him. 999 only began using the pseudopods to uncover his shirt and tickle his bare belly and sides. It didn’t tickle any less. In fact, it almost tickled more! 

“Ohohoho nohohoHOHO! 999 NAHAHAHAHAHA!” Logan’s laughter almost tripled in seconds! Why was that? Well…maybe it had to do with the pseudopods on his ribs. 

“EEEK! NOHOHOHO! NOHOT THERE! NONO-NAHAHAHAHA!” Logan yelled. 

999 almost purred in response, loving listening to Logan’s lovely laugh. 

“Are the tickle fights too much? Do you need a break?” Dr. Bright asked through the walkie-talkie. 

Logan shook his head. “I’M GOOD. IHIHI’M GOHOHOOD.” Logan replied. 

“Okay. Let us know if it gets to be too much.” Dr. Bright told him through the walkie-talkie before logging off. 

Logan’s laughter echoed through the place for a little longer, before Logan tapped out. And I can say that this man literally tapped out by tapping 999’s head with his fingers. 

Thankfully, 999 understood what this meant, and stopped tickling to give him a break. Logan took some time recovering from his tickle attack, while 999 held his hand with one of its pods. Logan gave the pod a playful little squeeze. 

When Logan felt rested enough, he got up and started writing about his experiences with 999 that day. He wrote about the late night tickle fight, and the game of tug-of-war that they played. He wrote the notes in his book, before ripping out the papers and putting them together with a paperclip. 

With that all done, Logan gave 999 a hug and wished him farewell. “I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?” Logan told it. 

999 hugged him back and nuzzled into his chest before letting him go. 999 then slid itself over to the middle of the room, and rolled itself into the dome-like shape. It looked like 999 was going to sleep. Logan let him do that and left the room. 

Logan put the papers into the mailbox beside 999’s room, and pulled out his walkie-talkie. “My notes are in the mailbox near 999’s room, ready for pick up.” Logan told it. 

“Thanks Logan.” Dr. Bright said. “Have a good rest.” 

Logan smiled and clicked his side of the walkie-talkie on. “Thank you. You as well.” Logan replied. By the time he made it to his sleeping quarters, he was ready to crash from over-exertion. The poor thing was beyond exhausted. He didn’t even feel like he had enough energy to call the family back home. 

Logan crawled himself into the bed, pulled the covers onto himself, and felt his entire body doze off pretty much right away. He had never felt so ready for sleep before. But now…he has. And he welcomed it gratefully. 

[ticklygiggles]

Lovelynim's tickletober Day 15: Faking it

Zayne x Reader

A/N: Big thanks to my lovely @homurasturtle to let me write my husband MWAAAAH MY DEAR LOVE YOU 🥺❤️💖 I hope you enjoy this hehehe *sobs quietly* I don't think I did my beloved justice aaaaa

Poke.

Flinch.

"Oops, sorry, Dr. Zayne. I keep forgetting you're ticklish there."

Zayne let out a long sigh, rubbing the bridge of his nose before turning around to look at you, one of his eyebrows arched. He was still wearing his pajamas, his hair a little messy and his face still slightly swollen after waking up. You noticed two steaming cups on the counter, he was making coffee before being rudely interrupted by you.

"I've already told you this probably a million times before: it's just a reflex." He said, turning back to put sugar in his coffee, completely ignoring yours as punishment, you bit the inside of your cheek to keep from laughing. "That place you like to touch so much, are my Lumbar Vertebrae, L1 and L2, to be more precise. The lumbar region has type C nerve receptors that are sensitive to pressure and touch-

"Where? Here?"

"Ahahaha!"

Time seemed to stop. Zayne gasped lightly and quickly covered his mouth with his hand. His eyes were a little wide just like yours... was it the first time you heard him laugh like that? A huge smirk pulled at the corners of your lips as your fingers made a quick run up his spine, causing him to arch his back with another gasp.

"Did you just laugh, Zayne? If that didn't tickle, then what was so funny, hmm?"

"... That may have sounded like a laugh, but really- what are you doing? N-No, that's not-! S-Stop, thihis ihihinstahant!"

More soft, light, bubbly giggles escaped his lips, which were stretched into a smile that showed off his perfect teeth, as you pressed your body against his from behind and gently dug your thumb into the muscle of his lower back. He jolted and reached back to grab your hand, but then laughed a little louder when your other thumb also joined in.

"I'm s-seheherious!"

"Really? You don't sound too serious laughing like that though! What's so funny? Does it tickle?"

"It d-dohohoesn't!" He laughed out your name and your heart fluttered in your chest, your cheeks heating up. His laughter was so sweet, yet deep and so pleasant to hear. "H-Hold ohon!"

"Hey!" He suddenly pushed himself back enough to make you lose your balance a bit, giving him the chance to escape from your naughty hands. He rushed to the room and you laughed as you chased after him. "What about our coffee?! Zayne! Are you running away from me?! Oho, you're really gonna get it once I catch you!"

He was a master, (not really), at faking his ticklishness, but you also were master at not commenting anything about his nervous giggles making your tummy fill with butterflies!

[mah-t-wordblog]

Are you ticklish?

Tickletober day 15

Lee: Chuuya Nakahara

Ler: Osamu Dazai

🧡💜🖤🧡💜🖤🧡💜🖤🧡💜🖤🧡💜🖤🧡

Ships: Dazai x Chuuya

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

🧡💜🖤🧡💜🖤🧡💜🖤🧡💜🖤🧡💜🖤🧡

Dazai and Chuuya were cuddling in bed, ready to sleep

“You’re so beautiful, Chuuya” Dazai said

Chuuya rolled his eyes, but inside he was extremely happy

“Shut up”

“Are you embarrassed?” The suicidal man laughed, he grabbed Chuuya tighter and started kissing his neck

“You’re beautiful” the man breathed a little too much on the other’s neck

“Hey-“ Chuuya complained, moving a little

“What’s wrong?” Dazai remained in the same position

“You- nothing”

“Just because I did that?” Dazai blew a little harder on purpose on Chuuya’s neck

“Fuhuck- stop”

“Oh my God, Chuuya, are you ticklish?”

“No! Leave me alone” the redhead tried to get out of the other’s hug, but Dazai got up faster and climbed on top of him

“Chuuya~”

“SHUHUHUT UP!” Chuuya tried to look threatening but anticipated laughter wouldn't let him.

Dazai slowly started to rub his sides against the other's, teasing him as much as possible.

"So you don't feel ticklish..."

Chuuya didn't answer, he just turned his head to the side in protest.

"Tell me, Chuuya~" Dazai quickly put his hands under the other's clothes, making him unable to hold back anymore and start laughing.

"IHIHI HAHAHATEHE YOHOHOHOU"

"It's a lie, everyone knows you love me"

Chuuya couldn't get rid of Dazai at all, not even using his ability (mainly because Dazai nullified it, but also because he couldn't concentrate while feeling ticklish).

So in a desperate attempt to protect himself, he ended up turning his back.

"Oops~ it looks like you're trying to run away from me"

What Chuuya didn't know was that that would be the end of him.

Dazai put his hands under his shirt. and quickly ran his fingers down his back, the redhead screamed

“OSAHAHAHAMUHU”

“Me~ what is it, my love~? I thought you weren't ticklish”

Chuuya was desperately trying to defend himself

“PLEHEHEHEAHASEHE”

“Admit it~”

“OH FUHUHUHUCK”

“Go, Chuuya~”

“IM TIHIHIHIHICKLIHIHISH OK?”

Dazai let go of him, then pulled him to lie on his lap

“Oh my God, you're so cute”

“I hate you”

Dazai chuckled, Chuuya pulled him by the collar of his shirt and kissed him

“Idiot” he said, as his lips brushed against the man he was cursing

🧡💜🖤🧡💜🖤🧡💜🖤🧡💜🖤🧡💜🖤🧡

Tickletober 💛💛

[gabe-76]

Tickletober 2024 - Day 15: Faking it (Kinich and Aether)

"Stop acting, Kinich~ Give up already"

[sunstone-smiles]

A Serious Case of the Pent-up Giggles

Original request (from @gladdygirl18): "As a fellow Vox Machina fan, how about day 15 "are you ticklish" with Lee Percy and ler(s) the Elven Twins?"

Author’s note: Aaaaah!!! I’m soooo excited to share this because I’m super happy with how it came out! Gosh, I love Percy. Here’s Day 15 of Tickletober: “Are you ticklish?” from August’s Tickletober List! I hope you enjoy!

Series: The Legend of Vox Machina

Characters: Percy, Vax, Vex, and the rest of the Vox Machina crew

Word count: 1,712

Summary: Vex and Vax think that Percy needs to be “cured” of his case of the pent-up giggles. The twins know just how to help. 

---

There’s nothing like a warm fireplace, a comfortable chair, a sketchbook, and some company to fill the air with ambiance—at least to Percy, that is. And currently, he has all four. His quill delicately lines his pages with a draft of one of his newest project ideas, with intricate details of mechanical functionalities and notes on aesthetics if there’s time or resources. Yes, Percy’s productivity is at its peak. Honed in. Focused. Eyes and mind tethered to his work as he pictures the pieces to sketch. Nothing can distract him now.

Except for a sudden jab to his side. That’s distracting.

Percy restrains a yelp and jumps in reaction. He nearly drops his sketchbook from his hands. Pulled back to his surroundings, Percy glares through his glasses to the left of the couch seats. 

“Vax! What was that for?” Percy snaps at his ally.

“Whoa! Easy there, de Rolo,” Vax puts his hands up in defense. “I tried calling your name, but you weren’t answering. We were just reminiscing about the time Vex was using whole cooked chickens as target practice. I thought you wanted to chime in.”

Percy adjusts his glasses. “I know what you were talking about. I was already satisfied by just listening.”

“That was quite a jump there, Percy,” Vex chimes in from his right. She leans forward on the sofa that her, Percy, and Vax are sitting on so that Percy and her brother are both in her view. “I know Vax surprised you, but you nearly leapt off the couch.”

Percy reopens his sketchbook. His head is dipped down and looking away from Vex. “I was taken off guard, is all.”

“Oh, I totally get that,” Keyleth says from her spot on the floor by the fireplace. She’s been braiding Trinket’s fur with flowers as the bear sleeps beside her. “One time, Scanlan snuck up on me while I was tending to the flowers outside. I nearly fell into a pile of mud.”

“I wasn’t sneaking up on you on purpose!” Scanlan pipes up from an armchair. His legs are propped up on the side while he restrings his lute. “Those bushes are my height. I didn’t know you were there!”

Vex returns the group to the topic at hand, still keeping her eyes on Percy. “See, I would believe you Percy…” She pauses for a moment. A smirk crawls onto her face. “If I didn’t know you were faking it.”

“Excuse me?” Percy scoffs. 

“Well, maybe not faking it, per say. You were taken off guard,” Vex shrugs. “But there’s a second reason why you jumped that high. Actually, I have my suspicions.” 

Vex makes eye contact with her brother. She glances in Percy’s direction before looking back at Vax with a smile to inform him of her thoughts. Vax raises a brow, but after looking at his sister’s smirk and briefly observing where he poked Percy, an understanding grin forms on his own features.

“Oh, I know!” Grog raises his hand in excitement from his chair, “Maybe Vax’s jab was so strong that he nearly pushed Percy off the couch!”

“Or maybe it accidently hurt?” Pike guesses from her seat by the coffee table. She stands and approaches Percy. “Because if so, I can try to heal you–”

“No,” Percy says faster than intended, like he is on edge. He reassures Pike. “I’m fine. Thank you, Pike, but that won’t be necessary.”

“Oh no, Pike. Magic won’t help. What Percy has is a far more serious case,” Vex exaggerates her words.

Vax puts his arm on Percy’s soldier. “It’s a case that explains why he scowls all the time.”

“Why he doesn’t laugh as often,” Vex adds.

“An ailment that eats away at his chest!” Vax says.

“Trapped inside, just bursting to come out!”

“Alright! Out with it already!” Percy growls.

Vex leans back in her seat. Calm. Casual. “What you have is one serious case of the pent-up giggles.”

“What?” Percy scowls at them. He leans forward to place his sketchbook and quill on the table in front of their seats.

“Oh no! Percy, you’re sick?” Grog questions.

“I am not sick,” he answers Grog. “Sick of these two maybe,” he mutters while glaring at the twins. “But not physically ill.”

“But there is still a very important question we need to ask you, Percy,” Vax mentions. “And that question is this…”

The dagger wielding twin stares Percy straight in the eye. A mischievous grin curls up on the corner of his mouth.

“Are you ticklish?”

Percy glares back at Vax. His senses are sharp. His expression remains unfazed. “No,” Percy makes his words crystal clear.

“Ah, denial,” Vex shakes her head.

“One of the main symptoms,” Vax sighs as if hearing bad news, though his smile is still wide.

“Don’t worry, Percy,” Vex says. “Vax and I know just how to cure you. You’re in good hands,” Vex grins. She immediately follows up her words with a poke to Percy’s side. 

The man jumps and wraps his arms across his torso, now glaring at the female twin. “Vex–”

Percy jolts again, now whipping his head to the other side to glare at the male twin who poked his other side again. “Vax!”

Vex smiles at her twin. “Shall we brother?”

“We shall, sister.”

The two half-elves turn their smiles in Percy’s direction. Immediately, they pounce at him, tackling him into the back cushions of the sofa.

“Wait!” Percy exclaims as the twins put their mischief into action. He squeezes his arms to his sides and tries to wiggle from side to side to avoid the onslaught of pokes. “This is ludicrous!” he manages to yell out, right before Vex catches a well aimed scribble to his side.

Percy jumps away from her and releases a giggle-filled yelp. He immediately slaps both of his hands to his mouth before moving one hand to push at Vex’s shoulder, while his other hand continues to contain the bubbling sound of joy that lies beneath. 

Big mistake though. He forgot there were two twins.

Vax sneaks his hands from behind and scribbles into Percy’s unguarded ribs. The human instantly clamps his arms down with a shriek and jolts forward, but he’s easily pulled back by Vax as the rogue gleefully digs his fingers between the stubborn noble’s ribs. Vex also launches her hands at Percy’s sides now that his defenses are lowered.

A snort comes from Percy’s restrained snickers, which is soon followed by an outpour of wheezy giggles that continuously spill from Percy. He nearly knocks over Vax through his squirming, but the male twin holds him up and keeps in prime position for their playful method of "healing."

“Vehehehex! Vahahahax!” Percy shouts at them through his laughter.

“Nice going, brother,” Vex smiles to her twin. “See, Percy? Look at how many giggles you had stored up! You must be so relieved to finally let them all out.”

“Yohohou both are sohoho de-EHehehead!” Percy squeaks in the middle of his sentence from Vex finding another ticklish spot above his hip. He drags the heels of his boots into the seat cushions.

“Can’t throw your famous insults at us when you’re like this, huh?” Vax teases from behind.

“Yes, indeed,” Vex agrees. “I kind of like Percy this way though. He’s a lot less sassy, that’s for sure.”

“Whahahahat? Sahahahassy?!” Percy says, trying to defend the title of his good name even through his giggling state. “I am nohohohot sassy!”

“Ah, a shame. That was a sassy response right there,” Vex fakes a sigh. “It looks like the sassiness is still present through the tickling after all.”

“Maybe we have to tickle him more to remove the sassiness out of him,” Vax says, grinning.

“No-HOho!” Percy's voice goes higher in pitch from the sheer speed he said the word. “Nohoho more! Let me gohoho, yohohou menaces!” Percy nearly rolls off the couch, teetering on the edge of the cushions.

“If you say so,” Vax grins and releases his hold on Percy. Percy immediately crashes to the floor, as the only thing keeping him steady was Vax’s grip. 

Percy peels himself from the floor by pushing himself up on his arms. He glares at Vax from below.

The rogue shrugs. “What? You asked me to let you go,” Vax ends his claim with a smile.

Percy shakes his head with a growl. He retrieves his sketchbook and quill from the table as he gets back to his feet. He looks at his spot on the sofa between the still grinning twins.

He narrows his eyes at them both. “If I sit between you again, will there be any more funny business?”

Vex tosses up her hands. “None from me, darling. I’ve had my fun for today.”

“I’ve still got a little more fun left in me,” Vax says before reassuring him, “But I will save that fun for another time.”

Percy rolls his eyes. He returns to his spot on the cushions and immediately opens his sketchbook to bury his face between the pages. No doubt everyone’s conversation will be skewed towards the sight just now. He’s bracing himself for the following humiliation that his ears are going to hear next. 

“So…” Vex speaks first. 

Gods, here it comes. 

“Where were we in the story, Keyleth?” Vex finishes her thought.

Percy’s features suddenly ease to that of pleasant surprise.

“Oh, right!” Keyleth recalls. “So then I held the chicken really high above my head…” Keyleth resumes her story about the time of Vex’s target practice. The rest of the group begins chiming in again, as if the story was never derailed in the first place. 

Percy lifts his head and glances at Vex. Vex glances back and gives him a wink before turning back to the group. Percy looks to the pages of his sketchbook with a thankful smile.

She has his back. They all do, really. They’re the ones that placed him in an embarrassing set of circumstances in the first place, but perhaps it’s not all that bad when the people around him don’t see his embarrassment as a way to judge his character, but see it as a way to love him even more. He really is lucky to have a family like them.

[ticklyfluffstuff]

Tickletober 2023 day 15: tickle fight

First time drawing tword art of the cast.

Gotta use the ragdoll gal and anxious clown girl to get each other.

[fluffyweeby]

Tickletober day 15 - Tickle Fight

Prompts by @tickletober

I love Tighnari and Kaveh! They are the cutest friends!

Happy tktober! 💜

[ticklystuff]

2024 Tickletober Masterpost

———

all fics are sfw!

Day 1: ler!Thoma lee!Ayato (Genshin Impact)

Day 2: ler!Jiaoqiu lee!Moze (Honkai Star Rail)

Day 3: ler!Itto lee!Gorou (Genshin Impact)

Day 4: ler!Heizou lee!Itto (Genshin Impact)

Day 5: ler!Beidou lee!Ningguang (Genshin Impact)

Day 6: ler!Childe lee!Zhongli (Genshin Impact)

Day 7: ler!Childe lee!Scaramouche (Genshin Impact)

Day 8: ler!Chongyun lee!Xingqiu (Genshin Impact)

Day 9: ler!Louis lee!Alear (Fire Emblem: Engage)

Day 10: ler!Tighnari ler!Cyno lee!Alhaitham (Genshin Impact)

Day 11: ler!Chongyun lee!Gaming (Genshin Impact)

Day 12: ler!Hu Tao lee!Furina (Genshin Impact)

Day 13: ler!Moze lee!Jiaoqiu (Honkai Star Rail)

Day 14: ler!Cyno lee!Tighnari (Genshin Impact)

Day 15: ler!Jin lee!Asin (Grand Chase)

Day 16: ler!Gaius lee!Lon'qu (Fire Emblem: Awakening)

Day 17: ler!Aether lee!Lyney (Genshin Impact)

Day 18: ler!Zhongli lee!Childe (Genshin Impact)

Day 19: ler!Sylvain lee!Felix (Fire Emblem: Three Houses)

Day 20: ler!Aventurine lee!Dr. Ratio (Honkai Star Rail)

Day 21: ler!Sampo lee!Gepard (Honkai Star Rail)

Day 22: ler!Ronan lee!Harpe (Grand Chase)

Day 23: ler!Dan Heng lee!Caelus (Honkai Star Rail)

Day 24: ler!Navia lee!Clorinde (Genshin Impact)

Day 25: ler!Kazuha lee!Heizou (Genshin Impact)

Day 26: ler!Raihan lee!Leon (Pokemon: Sword and Shield)

Day 27: ler!Lucina lee!Severa (Fire Emblem: Awakening)

Day 28: ler!Aether lee!Xiao (Genshin Impact)

Day 29: ler!Albedo lee!Kaeya (Genshin Impact)

Day 30: ler!Boothill lee!Argenti (Honkai Star Rail)

Day 31: ler!Ratio lee!Aventurine (Honkai Star Rail)

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭:

day 1: feathers - lee! felix | ler! jisung [soft]

day 2 - surprise - switch! seungmin & jeongin [rough]

day 3 - giggles - lee! chan | ler! minho [soft]

day 4 - whisper - lee! changbin | ler! han [rough]

day 5 - prank - lee! seungmin | ler! minho [rough]

day 6 - secret - lee! han | ler! chan [soft]

day 7 - tease - lee! jeongin | ler! skz [soft]

day 8 - game - lee! felix | ler! seungmin [soft]

day 9 - playful  - lee! seungmin | ler! felix [soft & rough]

day 10 - bound - lee! minho | ler! felix & han [rough]

day 11 - escape - lee! hyunjin | ler! minho [rough]

day 12 - mischief - lee! chan | ler! seungmin & in [rough]

day 13 - soft - lee! chan | ler! skz [soft]

day 14 - rough - lee! han | ler! jeongin [rough]

day 15 - quiet - lee! hyunjin | ler! seungmin [soft]

day 16 - ticklish  - lee! minho | ler! hyunjin [rough]

day 17 - giddy  - lee! changbin | ler! chan & jisung [rough & soft]

day 18 - snuggles - lee! minho | ler! chan [rough]

day 19 - eager - lee! han | ler! seungmin & jeongin [rough]

day 20 - hidden  - lee! chan | ler! hannah [rough]

day 21 - squeal - lee! changbin | ler! jeongin [rough]

day 22 - cozy - lee! felix | ler! chan [soft & rough]

day 23 - boundaries - lee! minho | ler! seungmin [rough]

day 24 - strong- lee! changbin | ler! hyunjin [soft]

day 25 - stuck - lee! minho | ler! skz [rough]

day 26 - squeal - lee! hyunjin | ler! minho & jeongin [rough]

day 27 - mystic - lee! jeongin | ler! fairy! felix [rough]

day 28 - creature - lee! jeongin | ler! ?? [rough]

day 29 - trapped - lee! seungmin | ler! changbin [rough]

day 30 - reverse - lee! minho | ler! han [soft]

day 31 - finale - switch! changbin & hyunjin [soft & rough] (with @hearted-anon)

𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧:

tickletober list:

tickletober plan:

header made by me!

[mystwrites]

Tickle Fight

Summary: Muichiro and Tanjiro stumble upon a very chaotic Hashira tickle fight and are subsequently dragged into the shenanigans

A/N: Day 15 of Tickletober! Enjoy this really chaotic piece of writing!

It was a beautiful sunny day. For the first time in months, Muichiro and Tanjiro were free and had no real reason to go out and kill demons. Genya, Inosuke and Zenitsu were sent on a joint mission and Nezuko was sleeping to regain her strength. It left them alone to do whatever they wanted.

They trained together all morning and decided to go back to the Butterfly Mansion to cool off and get something to eat. They laughed as they walked back down the trail before shouting was heard.

"Huh, is there a fight happening at the Butterfly Mansion?" Muichiro asked, looking in the general direction of the commotion.

Tanjiro sniffed the air. "No, there's no scent of anger or the wish to inflict harm. I think I do smell the other Hashira though. Come on, let's go check it out and see what is going on."

Picking up the pace, the two started a light jog down the path until they entered through the back entrance. Aoi stood in front of them, shaking her head and deciding to turn around and walk away.

"Hey, Aoi." Tanjiro greeted, looking past her at the crowd of Hashira. "What is going on?"

Aoi glared at Muichiro. "Tell your Hashira friends to take their stupid fight elsewhere! The Butterfly Mansion is too classy for shenanigans like this!! Ugh! They're all so childish and are all adults too!"

As Aoi stormed off, the two carefully approached, Rengoku being the first Hashira their eyes fell upon. Deciding that he would be the best person to talk to about what was happening, Tanjiro and Muichiro reached up and pulled on the sleeves of his uniform.

"Rengoku san?" Tanjiro asked, smiling at his mentor who returned the smile back.

"Young Kamado! Lovely of you to join us! OOHH!! Young Tokito!" he exclaimed, pulling Muichiro into a hug. "There you are!! We were looking for you! You are just in time to witness the yearly Hashira tickle fight!"

The two boys looked at one another before looking up at the Flame Hashira. "The what now??" they asked, confusion plastered all over their faces.

"The yearly Hashira tickle fight!" Rengoku repeated, laughing as he lifted them up and showed them the scene about to transpire.

"There's no yearly tickle fight." Muichiro scoffed, rolling his eyes, his expression showing little to no sign of interest.

"Oh but it is a thing, young Tokito. You probably just forgot. Just watch, it’ll come back to you.”Rengoku said, placing the two boys down before shouting Tengen's name.

"Pfftttt! “It’ll come back it you” my ass! This is so stupid!" Muichiro complained, backing up with Tanjiro and finding a small tree they could climb and get a better view. "Look at these fools! They're all grown adults acting like children!"

"Shh!!" Tanjiro hushed, trying not to laugh. “Don’t let them hear you!!”

"Oh please, it's fine! They know they're childish, especially Uzui. He's the biggest man child I’ve ever met. Not to mention the guy is old!”

"Uzui san isn’t that old!! He’s only twenty three!!" Tanjiro laughed, playfully shoving Muichiro who giggled.

"He already knows that's what I think about him. It's fine. The only two here who aren't crazy are Tomioka san and Himejima san." Muichiro replied, laughing as Tanjiro shoved him playfully. "I'm not kidding!!"

Their attention shifted to the shenanigans about to go down. In the center of the circle, Obanai and Tengen were facing off, circling around each other like animals ready to fight. Of course, Tengen looked as confident as ever, smiling and flexing his muscles, pointing at Tanjiro and Muichiro with a cocky grin. Obanai in return rolled his eyes at Tengen's cockiness but looked way less confident and more annoyed. Tanjiro had no idea how poor Obanai got roped into this but he assumed that Sanemi said something to him along the lines of him being too weak or a chicken which in turn forced him to face off against the taller man. Kaburamaru was wrapped around Obanai’s neck, hissing at Tengen who flinched.

��Get that snake outta here!! He might get squished!” Tengen gasped.

“His name isn’t “that snake”, Uzui! It’s Kaburamaru and he’ll be fine!” Obanai retorted, signaling to the Sound Hashira to bring it on. “He will help me!”

"C'MON IGURO! KICK THAT FLASHY BITCH'S ASS!" Sanemi shouted, pumping his fist in the air.

"YOU CAN DO THIS, OBI!" Mitsuri cheered, blowing a kiss to the Serpent Hashira who visibly blushed.

"I know you are short, Iguro! But kick Uzui in the balls and take him down!" Shinobu shouted, giving Tengen the middle finger as he glared at her. “It works every time!!”

The two suddenly launched themselves at one another, Obanai trying to go for a more tactical, battle like approach while Tengen just dodged and swept his left leg out, Obanai jumping over him but being knocked down as Tengen easily flipped the smaller man. Muichiro and Tanjiro let out a simultaneous gasp as poor Kaburamaru’s eyes went wide with fear, leaving Obanai to fend for himself and slithering away. Groaning as he hit the ground, Tengen quickly gained the upper hand, Obanai squawking loudly as fingers pressed into his sides.

Obanai didn’t have a loud laugh, but when he yelled, everyone could hear him. He was screeching and kicking, socking Tengen in the cheek but ultimately losing as the Sound Hashira easily tickled him into submission. Looking over at the bystanders, Obanai reached his arm out only for it to retract as Tengen tickled his armpits.

“GEHEHET HIM!!!” Obanai cried. “FREHEHEE FOR AHAHALL!! HEHELP ME!! I CAHAHAN’T TAKE HIM DOWN AHAHALONE!!”

“I’ll help!! MITSURI TO THE RESCUE!!” Mitsuri screeched, jumping onto Tengen’s back, her fingers going straight for his ribs. “Take this!! And this!! AND THIS!!”

“ACK!! GYAAHAHAHA KAHAHANROJI!!” Tengen cried, startled by the sudden attack.

“One half of the Rengoku-Tengen tickle team is down!! Help me!! We must AAAHHH!! HEAVY!! HELP!!! HE’S HEAVY!!” Mitsuri squealed, slapping Tengen’s bicep.

Tengen released Obanai with a laugh, rolling off of him but now focused his attention on his new attacker. Mitsuri held her own, wrapping her legs around the taller man as Tengen squeezed her thighs. Obanai growled upon seeing Tengen touching Mitsuri and jumped in, Tengen screaming as Obanai squeezed harshly up and down his sides.

“Leave Mitsuri alone!!” he snapped, laughing as Tengen squeezed his sides in return. “Only I can touch her legs!!”

“HAHAA!! SOHOHORRY!! IHIHI DIDN’T KNOW SHEHEHE WAS YOUR PROPEHEHEHERY!!” Tengen wheezed, Obanai growling at him and tickling him with more force.

Seeing this as a free for all, Sanemi and Shinobu joined in, launching themselves at Obanai.

“ATTAAAAACCCKKKK!!!”

Sanemi easily knocked Obanai down with a loud battle cry, Shinobu holding him down by sitting on his hands while Sanemi teased and taunted his friend, laughing as Obanai quickly and easily pushed Shinobu off of his hands. Rengoku had set his sights on Giyuu who was shaking his head from a distance away from the chaos, Gyomei taking Sanemi down and letting Obanai tickle him as revenge while Shinobu ran over to Mitsuri’s aid and tickled Tengen’s thighs.

Muichiro and Tanjiro laughed as Rengoku tried to grab Giyuu but the Water Hashira let out a forceful yet soft “no” and kicked the Flame Hashira in the shin. Rengoku jumped around on his left foot, the pain from the kick distracting him enough to let Giyuu book it over to the two teens, hiding behind them and shoving poor Muichiro off of the branch he was holding onto.

“AAHH!! HEYYY!!” Muichiro gasped, missing Tanjiro’s hand.

“Sorry, Muichiro!” Giyuu whispered, resting his arm on Tanjiro’s head, a rare grin on his face as Rengoku caught Muichiro, pressing him close to his chest. “Hello Tanjiro.”

“Hi Giyuu san.” Tanjiro replied, looking at Muichiro with worry on his face.

“Tomioka san!!” Muichiro gasped. “No!! Nonono! I am not a part of thi-IHIHIS!! REHEHENGOKU SAHAHAN!! STAHAHAP!!”

“Nah, I wanted Tomioka but you will have to do now.” Rengoku laughed, setting poor Muichiro down and squeezing his tummy, suddenly getting tackled as Sanemi and Tengen all teamed up to take him down.

Watching in shock, Tanjiro looked all around at the chaos, Muichiro lying on the grass, recovering from the shock only to burst into laughter as Gyomei walked over to Muichiro and sat next to him, tickling the Mist Hashira’s stomach. Mitsuri was behind them giving Obanai the raspberry of his life. He wasn’t upset but clearly having a good time since it was Mitsuri. On the other side, Tanjiro saw Shinobu approach, Giyuu suddenly growing nervous and dropping down from the tree, ready to run away.

“Tomioka…” she said, Giyuu glaring at her.

“I don’t want to participate.” he replied, yelping as Tanjiro gestured for Shinobu to have at it with poor Giyuu. “Tanjiro!!”

“Don’t use Tanjiro as a human shield you wimp! He can’t protect you!! Come and face us!!” Shinobu giggled, stumbling backwards as Giyuu pushed her forcefully and ran, Shinobu giving chase. “Are you that antisocial?”

“I JUST DON’T WANT TO PARTICIPATE!! WHOAAA!!”

Tanjiro burst into laughter as Giyuu suddenly tripped over Tengen’s outstretched leg and practically faceplanted onto Rengoku’s stomach. This caught Rengoku’s attention and he trapped Giyuu, wrapping his legs around Giyuu’s thighs and pulling his arms up. With the attention now on the poor Water Hashira who started screaming, everyone started to gang up on him, Muichiro seeing his opportunity to escape and get to Tanjiro for safety. Tanjiro climbed down the tree and chuckled. Tanjiro knew Muichiro was fine, having tickled him mercilessly countless times since becoming friends but the teen looked a bit frazzled.

“You okay, Muichiro?” Tanjiro asked, giggling. “You look like you saw a ghost.”

“I-I’m fine…” he sighed, shuddering. “I wasn’t expecting to be dragged into that! So uncalled for- oh no…Tanjiro!! Tanjiro!!!”

Confused, Tanjiro turned around to see Rengoku chuckling and smiling at him. Normally, this would make Tanjiro run and hug his mentor but that smile he had held mischief in it. Chuckling nervously, Tanjiro waved at Rengoku.

“Hey young Kamado, come get in on the action!” Rengoku invited, gesturing for him to join.

“Uh…n-no thank you!” Tanjiro declined politely, shaking his head with a shy smile. “I’m not a Hashira. I don’t wish to impose…”

“You’re not imposing, Tanjiro! Trust me!” Shinobu added, her sweet smile hiding sinister intent. “Also, you have Tokito kun hiding behind you. He’s a part of this.”

“Come here, Tokito kun! I didn’t get to tickle you yet!” Mitsuri giggled, Muichiro containing fear and anticipation in his turquoise blue eyes.

“Noooo!! I am not a part of this!” Muichiro squeaked, only hugging Tanjiro tighter. “Leave me alone you bullies!!!”

“Don’t you want to become a Hashira, Tanjiro Kamado?” Tengen added, smirking as Tanjiro nearly tripped over Muichiro’s foot. “You must at least get into one of these flashy fights with the God of Festivals!”

“I mean…sure, I guess but I’d rather not join…” Tanjiro stammered, backing up. “N-not until I am a Hashira at least…”

“Come on Tanjiro!! Let’s get outta here!!” Muichiro cried, pushing Tanjiro away from the others. “Let’s run!!”

“Don’t be a wimp, you two!” Sanemi barked, glaring at him. “The others may see that you have Hashira potential but Iguro and I still don’t see it!” Obanai nodded in agreement.

“Even more of a reason not to join…” Tanjiro said. “I mean, if you don’t think I belong with you guys, there’s no reason to join…right???”

“Tokito, aren’t you a Hashira too?” Obanai asked, Muichiro shaking his head frantically.

Looking to Gyomei and Giyuu, they stepped aside, deciding that they were done with the tickle fight but the others weren’t going to give up. Gyomei and Giyuu shrugged, signaling that Tanjiro and Muichiro were on their own.

Rengoku grabbed Muichiro as he tried to get away with Tanjiro and lifted him up, the teen gasping as he was hoisted up. Seeing that Rengoku lifted him up by his legs and he was facing away from the Flame Hashira, Muichiro remembered a trick Yuichiro used to do to their father whenever he’d grab him in a similar manner. With no warning, Muichiro slammed his butt into Rengoku’s face with all his might, seeing that as the only way to break free of his grasp since no amount of kicking or pushing would free him.

“PUT! ME! DOWN!!” Muichiro grunted, slamming his butt into Rengoku’s face with each word. “I! WILL! NOT! STOP! UNTIL! YOU! LET! ME! GO!!”

The shock of Muichiro fighting back in the way he was sent everyone into a fit of laughter, Rengoku yelping before finally dropping Muichiro. Tanjiro laughed as he ran over to Muichiro. Tengen quickly scooped Muichiro up, giving the boy’s stomach a squeeze, the loud shriek of Muichiro’s panicked laughter echoing.

“HEHEHELP!! TAHAHANJIRO!! HEHEHEADBUTT THIHIHIS MAHAHAN CHILD!!!” Muichiro screeched, slapping Tengen’s hands.

“Oh but Tokito, Tanjiro wouldn’t dare headbutt the flashiest Hashira around!!” Tengen boasted, sending Tanjiro a wink. “He knows he’s next that’s why.”

Tanjiro looked from Muichiro to Tengen and weighed his options. He surely wasn’t about to headbutt Tengen since he expects it but there was one more option. He slowly approached Tengen and looked at him, puffing his cheeks out with his angriest expression and kicked Tengen’s shin, causing the Sound Hashira to yell in pain. This sudden act sent the other Hashira into more fits of laughter but nothing compared to the laughter that erupted when Tanjiro stepped on Tengen’s toes for an extra distraction.

“OWWW!!! TANJIRO KAMADO!!” Tengen howled, hopping up and down.

“Quick! They’re distracted! Run!!” Tanjiro shouted, helping Muichiro to his feet.

Grabbing his hand, Muichiro pushed off with all his might, dragging a startled Tanjiro for a few yards before the sun breathing user caught his footing and began to pump his legs. A quick look behind them showed the Hashira giving chase.

“Hey!! Don’t run off, young Kamado!” Rengoku shouted. “Young Tokito, don’t help him! You’re supposed to be on our side!!”

“NOT TODAY!” Muichiro cried, running as fast as he could. “I AM NOT A HASHIRA TODAY!!!“

Tanjiro and Muichiro quickly ran away, Aoi noticing them and ushering them through the gate before closing it and going back to doing the laundry, acting as if she saw nothing. As the rest of the Hashira ran past her, the men knocked over the laundry basket, Aoi sighing with exasperation before bending down to pick it up. At least Mitsuri, Gyomei, Shinobu and Giyuu stopped to help her.

[hearted-anon]

Tickletober Day 15: Quiet

Words: 1057

Note: THE AUSSIE DUO OF ALL TIME

T/W: rough ish, restraints

Lee: Channie <3

Ler: Lixie <3

“M-Mate! This is so embarrassing!” Chan squealed as he realised the predicament of his situation, pulling desperately at the ropes that bound his limbs to his own bed. No matter how much he tugged at the soft bonds that were seemingly made of fabric, they were insistent that he stay where he was, making him groan in exasperation. Speaking of the devil, Felix barely suppressed a laugh as he walked in, his usually innocent gaze replaced with a sinister one. Maybe it was the Australian air…

“Well, you did this to yourself, hiding your giggles..” Felix protested, shrugging his shoulders before waltzing over to the bed, the mattress creaking as he took a seat on the edge of it. What heinous crimes did Chan commit to deserve this ever-so cruel punishment, you ask? It started off as playful banter between the Aussies, throwing light hearted insults or just tossing a plushie or two at each other. But as time went on, the younger began to notice the leader covering his mouth a little too often to be considered normal, and it only happened when he began to laugh. The quiet atmosphere overtook them quickly, Felix instantly catching the leader to pay for his crimes.

“Noho no mate plehehease!” Chan whines as fingers zone in, hovering above his sensitive sides. He felt that he was being taken to the moon and back with embarrassment, and the tickling hadn’t even started on his poor body! The older lets out screeching squeals and pleas for mercy tumble from his mouth easily whenever Felix teasingly darts his fingers forward, putting him into a painful state of anticipation; who knew the younger could be so cruel? Meanwhile, the blonde snickered evilly above the leader, his usual welcoming grin now holding back something much deeper than that.

“Aww, why so loud just now? You were so quiet before this..” Felix hummed in faux empathy, trailing a single fingernail up Chan’s side and relishing in the panicked squeal that followed; how he struggled to even squirm away with the bonds holding him down, or how he could see the anxious anticipation that was written all over his face, it looked too cute to pass up. Crawling away from the panicked Aussie, the calmer of the two began to wiggle his fingers along Chris’s socks, enjoying the squeaky giggles that followed suit.

“Ahaha L-Lix nohoho! Nohot thehehere!” Chan pleads, trying his best but to no avail to curl his toes in to protect himself. The thin, colourful patterns of the fabric make Felix question Chan’s fashion choices, not to mention how it just heightened the sensations onto his wiggling soles. He watches the older’s cheeks begin to turn into a pale red colour, cooing and aweing at the sight much to Chan’s dismay.

“You were so quiet just now, what happened?” Felix questioned, practically sneering as he saw the older’s toes curl in and pull at the restraints from his tantalising touch. Poor Chris went as silent as a mouse, tossing his head back against the sheets with the only given option to giggle himself silly, the vibrant laughter colouring up the monotone room of the leader. Crawling over, Felix placed his hands on the leader’s sides, earning a loud scream before strings of pleas fell from his lips in desperation to get some mercy; of course he wouldn’t get any.

“LIX! I CAHAHAN’T! P-PLEHEHEASE!” Chan wails as nimble fingers dig into his hypersensitive sides, the digits sliding over the smooth surface that sent him into pleading cackles almost immediately. His hands curled into fists at the overbearing sensation, barely able to lift up his head so that he didn’t even sound close to the once quiet mess he was, digging his heels into the bed with a wide smile that made Felix’s heart melt. Oh his leader was too precious!

“Can’t what? Can’t keep your mouth shut hm?” The blonde Aussie hummed, before shoving a hand down the older’s shirt and digging into the ribs, earning a panicked shriek from below him. Chris’s eyes squeezed shut in both glee and agony, arching his back as the only failed attempt to even get away from the torture that was being inflicted onto him as a punishment. Seeing that Chan was practically dying, wheezing breathlessly while tugging like an abused puppy on his restraints, the younger gave him a break; he didn’t need poor Chris fainting on him now.

“Ahaha…waha?” Chan babbled incomprehensibly, his eyes tearing up just as he opened them to face the blonde, not used to the new profound light that shone down on him. Felix chuckled softly, pinching the older’s cheeks to listen to him whine and stick out his lower lip in a pout, shaking his head in protest to the platonic affection he was being given. Not without scribbling his nails over the leader’s soles one last time to hear a booming scream and streams of giggles, Felix undid the restraints on Chan’s ankles, watching as they fell in all the exhaustion.

“Cutie, did you learn your lesson, hyung?” Felix questioned softly, like a lullaby. In contrast, his fingers were poised into dangerous claws over the leader’s waist, ready to burn his teasing words into Chris’s mind to ensure the lesson would stick for awhile, or preferably forever. The leader nodded hurriedly, staring up at the younger with shiny, longing puppy eyes, silently wanting to be released from his restraints and have some mercy on him.

“Ahh, can’t take how cute you are, has anyone in Stray Kids resisted you?” Felix sighed, finally undoing the restraints on his hands and bringing him into a big, warm hug. The older melted into a pliant puddle of goo in his arms, giggling still even when his arms were wrapped so tightly around Lix’s waist moving just an inch away was impossible no matter how much Felix tried to reposition himself, practically becoming a makeshift pillow. But as fingers trailed down near his arms, Felix couldn’t resist a few trembling snickers escaping him, earning a low, now more mischievous grin from Chan.

“Don’t think I don’t know your…favourite spot, sunshine~”

[lopsicle]

••Fright Zone Log, Day 15••

TickleTober Day 15 “Are you Ticklish?”

Characters: Lee! Catra, Ler! Entrapta

Summary: Entrapta experiments with the ticklishness of different species of Etheria. Catra is her first subject.

Warnings: SFW Tickle Fic, Non-Con tickles.

•••

“Fright Zone log, day fifteen. Or is it sixteen? No, no, definitely fifteen! I witnessed some peculiar behaviour this morning, I had just finished my latest project with Scorpia when I heard what sounded to be like a fight coming from the dorms. I ended up going through the vents to check out what was happening, but I realised I was wrong about it being a fight-kinda!”

“It was just Kyle and Lonnie tickling Rogelio, and while I do know what tickling is, I didn’t know that the more anthropomorphic species of Etheria were also ticklish! Rogelio was just one subject who I could already cross off, but I need to expand my data pool to see if they react any differently to how the rest of us would! I’ve determined that Catra would be a good starting point since she’s on the lower end of the animalistic spectrum here, only having ears and a tail with an otherwise entirely human body. I’ll document my results once this is over!”

Entrapta clicked down on her recorder, satisfied with her new experiment for today. As much as she loved making tech, working in the Fright Zone opened up the opportunity of experimenting on people as well, as opposed to her old home which was nearly entirely populated by robots. She thankfully hadn’t dissected anyone-yet, but she still lacked any social tact when it came to getting people to actual participate in her experiments. Entrapta was sure there would be no where she could go wrong with Catra though.

“Hey, Catra, are you ticklish?” Entrapta blabbered as she popped out of a vent in the control room Catra had found herself in. Catra shrieked, bearing her claws while her hair stood up and went rigid. Once she got over the initial shock and actually processed Entrapta’s words, she stared at her with a befuddled, slightly annoyed expression.

“What kinda question is that?” She hissed, attempting to turn away to ignore her. Entrapta remained persistent, dashing around to Catra’s front, popping up in front of her with an intrigued expression, like stars were shining in her eyes.

“Oh, you see, I’m running an experiment to test how the ticklishness of Etheria’s anthropomorphic species differ from its anthropological ones, and I thought you’d be a good candidate because-!” Entrapta’s babbling was cut off by Catra dismissively waving her hand.

“Look, I didn’t understand half the words you just said, but I’m not ticklish, so beat it. Go bother Scorpia with this or something.” She suggested, not to actually be helpful, she was just hoping Entrapta would take the bait and run along. She didn’t.

“No, no, Scorpia has to be tested much later, see I was going to say that you were the perfect starting point since you mostly human in appearance! And even if you aren’t ticklish, that can still be valuable data! I just need to run a few tests.” Entrapta moved a little closer to which Catra paused and raised her eyebrow.

“What do you mean tests?” Catra asked, feeling like she already knew the answer to that question.

“Oh you know, to verify your sensitivity!” One of Entrapta’s pigtails suddenly coiled itself around Catra’s wrist, holding it above her head. Before Catra could begin to protest, Entrapta dug her fingers into her armpit, wriggling around her fingers inquisitively. Catra made some shocked, offended noise before clasping her mouth shut, batting at Entrapta’s fingers with her free hand.

“Whahaht do you thihihnk your dohohohing?!” Catra exclaimed, to which Entrapta turned to her with a delighted, lost-in-her-own-world expression.

“Getting results, it appears you lied about your lack of sensitivity but that just makes this even more fun cause I get to find your ticklish spots myself!” Her other pigtail turned Catra’s free hand into a bound one, now holding both of them above her head while Entrapta stood in front of her, wiggling her fingers absentmindedly as she thought about where to strike next.

“Who cares if I lied?! This is just stupid, I have work to do you know-actual, important work!” Catra complained, eyeing Entrapta’s gloved finger with a mix of anticipation and repressed nervousness. Suddenly, she struck, choosing Catra’s sides as her next target, drumming and tapping her fingertips up and down her exposed torso.

“As do I, do can you stop squirming? I’m trying to get some invaluable data here and all of your wiggling could skew my results!” Entrapta warned her, not trying to tease but that didn’t stop Catra from blushing. Her feet kicked against the ground while she tugged at her bound wrists, shaking herself from side to side, doing just about anything to escape Entrapta’s hold.

“I cahahahahn’t hehehehehlp it if yohohohur tihihihckling me, you ihihidiot!!” Catra spat out at it, to which Entrapta made a little “oh” noise.

“Hah, right, I forgot about that! Guess that just means I’ll have to keep up with you!” Catra didn’t even have the time to think about what that could mean before Entrapta began randomly squeezing her hands against her sides, perusing up and down them, randomly switching to scratch at her ribs or give a quick squeeze to her hips and thighs.

“E-eheheHEHEntrapta, quihihiHIHIHIT IT NOHohohow!!” Catra barked at her, but Entrapta was way too lost in her research to even consider that. Her fingers bounced about across Catra’s skin, happily pinching and pattering against her test subject.

“Say, Catra, is the tickling worse when I’m switching across spots like I am now, or when I focus on one spot, as such?” Entrapta then darted her hands to Catra’s stomach, digging her nails into the patch of sensitive skin. Catra squealed and thruster backwards, shaking about like a bobble head left out in the wind.

“OHOHOHONE SPOHOHOT!!” She answered, mainly because it gave her something to focus on apart from her getting wrecked by Entrapta of all people; she was never going to live this one down. A frustrated blush spread across her cheeks, whining at just how bad the tickling was. “FUHUHUCK, EHENTRAPTA, SOHOHOMEONE’S GOHOHONNA HEAR MEHEHEH!!” Entrapta just gave a little gum in response, her fingers slowing to a halt surprisingly.

“Right, Hordak probably wouldn’t want me to ‘waste time with childish antics’.” Entrapta waved her hands around dramatically in a mocking fashion as she put on her best Hordak impression, something that earned a genuine giggle from Catra. Entrapta smiled tenderly at that, before perking up with determination once again.

“Just one more spot and then we’re done!” Entrapta declared, casually pulling off her gloves. Catra gulped, something about just being able to see Entrapta’s hands made this feel so much worse already. Carefully, she manoeuvred herself to be standing behind Catra, standing up on her tippy toes.

“Uh-what spot are you doing now?” Catra stammered out, trying to tilt her head back to keep her eyes on Entrapta.

“Oh, just your ears!” She chirped out with a smile, though Catra could feel her heart freezing over at that sentence.

“Hey, wait, wait, wahahait-!” Entrapta’s fingers began gently scratching at the back of Catra’s ears, making sure to be soft with the delicate things. Her ears twitched about between her fingers as Catra broke down into giggles, a little purring noise seeing out from her mouth underneath her giggles, like background radio static. Entrapta could feel her eyes getting more and more starry, while Catra’s face went red.

“Awwww, Catra, you never told me you were this adorable!” She cooed, not trying to tease her at all, but that didn’t help Catra one bit. Trying to keep up the appearance of a fierce war captain was difficult when just touching her ears melted her into a giggly, purring puddle.

“Shuhuhuhut uhuhup!! Just fihihinish this stupid tehehest already!!” Catra begged her and begrudgingly, Entrapta agreed. As adorable as this was, she’d tested out all the spots she’d needed to with Catra. Her hair loosened around Catra’s wrists, letting her drop to the ground as she panted for breath, trying to rub away her blush.

“If you insist! Thanks a ton Catra, I’ll go document all those results right now!” Entrapta blabbered out excitedly before turning to the door, only to be stopped by Catra’s tail coiling around her thigh. She hummed in recognition and turned back to Catra, still doubled over but she tilted her head up to stare at Entrapta.

“You know…I think we can make this test even better, Entrapta.” She grinned, to which the scientist in question tilted her head.

“Oh, I thought I’d tested an appropriate amount of spots, did you have anything else in mind?” She questioned, to which Catra nodded and stood up to her full height.

“Mhm, I mean, if your figuring out how ticklish people like me are, you may as well find out how good they are at tickling other people, right?” Entrapta tilted her head at the thought, squinting her eyes before she nodded.

“I suppose that makes sense, but what exactly are you proposing?” Catra’s eyes narrowed into a cool gaze as she bared her claws, locking onto Entrapta.

“Your smart. Figure it out.” Entrapta’s eyes widened as she already broke into nervous giggles, taking a small step back from Catra.

“Oh, I mean-ah! C-cahahatra, wahahahAHAHAIT-!!”

••••

“Fright…zone log…day fifteen.” Entrapta panted breathlessly into her recorded. “Results from my experiment have..yielded an obvious result; don’t tickle Catra.”

[a-fluffer-nutter]

Certain Conditions

A/N - Day 15 of Tickletober!! Today's prompt is one of my favorites: Are you ticklish? I would like to say: Hey @otomiyaa and @fanficsandfluff I cooked us up some Twisters fluff! I hope you both and everyone else enjoys!!

Word Count: 1,440

            “No way,” Kate perked up from her spot on the bed, sitting up so her head was supported by her arm, elbow pressing into the squeaky mattress as she excitedly eyed Tyler.

            “No way what?” Tyler repeated, turning his head on the pillow so he could see his girlfriend better. He hadn’t expected Kate to break the silence between them, the duo having been quiet as they watched a terrible disaster movie starring Jake Gyllenhaal. Aside from the occasional “but that could never happen!” the two were silent as they cuddled on the bed of the first Best Western they could find in Kansas that evening.

            The team had been out chasing for the last few days. There hadn’t been many storms with the right conditions to become large tornado producing supercells, which was good for all the towns they drove through, but they had managed to spot a smaller twister just outside of Hays, Kansas, which was where they found refuge for the night. After stopping at Freddy’s for burgers and custard, the team split up into different rooms. Now that Kate had secured funding for their research, they were able to splurge a bit on hotel expenses.

            “Are you ticklish?” Kate mused, unable to bite back her smile. Brows raised in a startled confusion; Tyler just stared at her.

            “Why you think that?” Tyler drawled, smirking up at her.

            “You made a noise,” practically vibrating with excitement, Kate reached out and poked the man’s side. Now expecting it, the tiny twitch his muscles did had been stunted and controlled.

            “You’re making a lot of noises right now,” letting out a small huff from his nostrils, Tyler mimicked her, poking Kate in the ribs. The woman let out a little giggle and smacked his hand away.

            “You’re gaslighting me,” letting out an exaggerated whine, Kate decided she was going to take drastic measures.

            “And why would I do that?” Tyler let out a chuckle as Kate rolled over onto him. With absolutely no resistance from Tyler, Kate was able to hug his waist with her legs, pinning him onto the bed. Both palms pressed into his chest as if she was about to perform CPR, Tyler let out a huff of disbelief. “Why, hello there, love.”

            “Do it again,” Kate said, using both hands to gently tap her fingers on the side of his ribs. Wiggling his torso a bit, Tyler stayed focused on the woman on top, completely fascinated and in awe of her actions. Kate was a scientist; if she had a hypothesis, she was going to certainly experiment to get answers.

            As if to taunt her, Tyler lifted his other arm under his pillow, lifting his head slightly as he intertwined his fingers. Appearing absolutely relaxed; Tyler gave Kate a look that said, “go ahead.” So that’s what she did.

            Tracing each rib slowly, as if to not miss any micro-reaction, Kate felt his skin twitch beneath her fingertips. Her fingers would start at the sternum, select which rib to follow, and slide her fingers as far back as she could reach, then hop up to the next rib. As this went on, Tyler watched her eyes as they were locked onto his skin, meticulously scanning and looking for answers. His breathing remained even and calm, but goosebumps spread across his body as she trailed the pads of her fingers along his pectoral muscles. Next, her fingers journeyed along his collar bone down to his rotator cuff and back to continue against his throat. This touch made him shiver as her soft touch reached the soft scruff on the underside of his chin to his jaw line, following the bone up to his ears, eliciting a sigh of serenity. Nails dragging along the outline of his ears, her exploration led her down the sides of his neck.

            “Feels good,” he whispered, eyes now closed as he focused on the pleasant sensation clouding his brain. Letting out a soft chuckle as Kate’s fingers slid across the base of his neck, Tyler’s chuckle became a bit more sporadic as her nails slid into his armpits. Now grinning wide, Tyler’s shoulders bounced as the sound of his laugh stayed in his throat, the dam not cracked fully.

            “I knew it,” Kate beamed victoriously, her nails skittering across the soft skin quicker.

            “Never said I wasn’t,” Tyler drawled, doing a good job to not lose his composure. “The rest of them don’t think I am.”

            “Have they never tried?” Kate paused; head tilted like a confused puppy. She had seen the others poking each other and giving each other little cheer-up tickles every other day it seemed, so why wouldn’t they do it with Tyler?

            “I can hide really well,” Tyler shrugged, which Kate knew was a fact. With how little he had reacted during her experiment, it was clear that Tyler was likely only reacting at all because it was Kate that was tickling him. “There’s only one spot I think I’m truly ticklish.”

            “And where is that?” interest piqued; Kate reached down to stroke Tyler’s cheek.

            “Had a friend squeeze my knee back in college. Tickled like hell if I remember right,” he replied, running his fingers through her hair. Letting out a soft laugh when Kate’s eyes lit up, Tyler said, “Go ahead and try.”

            Like a child waking up on Christmas morning, Kate was excited as she scooched back enough that she slipped down his legs and was now seated on his shins. Giving him a reconfirming glance, Kate wrapped her hands around the spot just above his knees and squeezed. Jolting, Tyler let out a bark of a laugh, startling them both. Determined to get as much data as she could, Kate continued to squeeze the area, then place her palms on his kneecaps while using her fingers to gently dig into the skin surrounding the patella.

            “Shit!” Tyler’s laugh was deep and came straight from his belly. Nose scrunched; Tyler’s smile framed his face as he let the laughter consume him. Slipping her fingers behind his knees, Tyler’s laugh became a bit higher pitched and wheezy as he hugged himself.

            “I wonder,” Kate pondered aloud, and while she continued to scribble into the back of his left knee, she reached forward with her right hand and skimmed her fingers over his abdomen.

            “Kate!” Tyler squeaked out before slipping into silent laughter, her stubby nails tracing along his lower belly and around his navel. Intrigued by this discovery, Kate let go of his knee and crawled forward. Once she found an opening, Kate’s fingers wormed their way into his armpits once again and provoked a whole different reaction than the low chuckles he let out earlier.

            “You’re wrangling this tornado, that’s for sure,” Tyler managed to joke between peals of wheezy laughter.

            “Interesting,” Kate stated in a scholarly tone as Tyler cackled, pressing his arms into himself in attempts to still Kate’s fingers. “You’re like a tornado! You need conditions to be met to be ticklish, just like how a tornado can only spawn if the pressure and temperature conditions are correct!

            “I am!” Kate exclaimed, her enthusiasm contagious as Tyler laughed a bit harder. “If only it was this easy to wrangle a tornado.”

            “If only,” Tyler panted the moment Kate withdrew her hands and began to run her palms over his torso as if she was smoothing out wrinkles on a shirt.

            “I am definitely going to start tickling you more,” Kate giggled, wiggling a bit like an excited dog. Tyler let out a huff before squeezing her hips, forcing her to let out a squeal.

            “If you tickle me when we’re near a tornado, I will crash into it and we’ll both die,” Tyler teased as he continued to tase her sides.

            “I would never do that,” Kate giggled hysterically, grabbing at his hands to push them away. “Though if you don’t stop being mean, I will definitely tell the crew about your little secret.”

            “Then I’d tell everyone about your little secret,” Tyler warned, both hands kneading into her tummy.

            “Deal,” Kate managed to grab one of Tyler’s hands and shake it as if they had just finished a successful business meeting. As Tyler pulled his hands away, Kate flopped down beside him and resumed her previous position before her experimentation took place, cuddling into his side. Inhaling deeply, Kate became enraptured by Tyler’s natural smell and snuggled closer, resting her head on his chest, an arm draped over his belly. Closing her eyes, Kate did not fight back against the urge to fall asleep, completely comfortable in the arms of her love.

[fluff-a-nutter]

Tickletober Day 15- “Are You Ticklish?”

The question caught Pomni off guard, considering who it came from.

“U-Uh what?”

Kinger blinked at the jester girl whom he’d pretty much adopted as his daughter in the circus.

“Was my question unclear? Sorry, let me repeat that.”

Kinger inhaled as if he was about to ask the question at the top of his lungs. Pomni was quick to stop him before the entire circus heard him.

“No! No, I heard you, Kinger. I just- well, it caught me a little off guard.”

Kinger exhaled the breath he’d been holding, no doubt to scream his question.

“Ah, I see. So?”

Pomni blinked.

“So, what?”

“Are you ticklish?”

Pomni was torn between answering truthfully or denying the fact the she was in fact, extremely ticklish.

Kinger seemed to pick up on her hesitation.

“It’s okay, you don’t have to tell me if it makes you uncomfortable, Pomni. I’m just curious, that’s all.”

Kinger laced his fingers together in front of him, patiently waiting to hear Pomni’s response.

Pomni was quiet for a bit longer. Kinger seemed genuinely curious. And it was rare for her to see the more lucid side of the chess piece character like this. What harm could telling him do?

“Eh, yeah, I’m pretty ticklish, but please don’t tell anyone! Especially Jax.”

Kinger blinked his bug like eyes at Pomni and didn’t respond immeasurably, causing the young jester girl to wonder if he had gone back into his less sane state again.

Just when Pomni was about to ask if Kinger was okay, he spoke.

“Queenie and I used to have tickle fights, y’know. Although I usually came out on the losing side.”

Pomni found herself leaning towards Kinger as she always did when he’d talk about his wife. He reminded her of an old grandpa who had dementia, but once and awhile, when it was just the two of them, jester and chess piece, he would have a lucid moment, often about his wife.

“Really? No offense, but I didn’t think you were ticklish, Kinger.”

Kinger chuckled fondly, shaking his head.

“No offense taken, you’re the only one besides my wife and probably Caine who knows. But boy, Queenie and I would have fun.”

Pomni watched as a wistful, melancholy expression crossed her friends face.

“You must miss her a lot.”

Kinger sighed.

“I miss her terribly. Every single day.”

Pomni hated how down Kinger looked, so she decided to do something bold (hah, she could be brave an assertive! Take that Jax.)

“Kinger…. Erm… would you, like to be tickled? By me?”

Kinger looked a bit surprised.

“Are you sure? You don’t have to.”

Pomni smiles. Normally she’d be on the receiving end of tickles, but right now she wanted to make her friend smile.

“I don’t mind if you don’t.”

Kinger thought for a moment or two before saying,

“Alright. What harm could a little tickling do? But I must warn you, I’m very ticklish.”

Pomni giggled and scooted closer as Kinger spoke.

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

She waited for Kinger to lift his hands bed she carefully poked his side. She hadn’t expected much of a reaction considering he had a very thick robe, but almost instantly Kinger jumped back with a laugh.

“S-Sorry.”

Pomni said, waiting for Kinger to give her the okay to continue.

“It’s alright. I’m just not used to it anymore.”

Kinger scooted back into place and nodded at Pomni.

“Go ahead, I’m ready this time.”

Pomni smiled at him and tickled him again.

This time, Kinger laughed and squirmed, but he didn’t pull away this time.

She kept this up for a few minutes, laughing along with Kinger. A real, genuine laugh echoed through both of them until they both collapsed into the pillow fort, gasping and chuckling.

“Hehey, Pomni?”

“Yes, Kinger?”

“Thank you. You made me feel like my old self again.”

Pomni smiled.

“No problem Kinger. I’m glad you had fun.”

“Yeah, and Pomni?”

“Hmm?”

“Where did you say you were ticklish?”

[ticklygiggles]

Lovelytickletober Masterlist

This Tickletober I was a mess, but hey at least I wrote all days this time! Big thanks to our amazing Fabi for doing this list. It was so much fun 💖

You can find all my writings for this Tickletober right below~ also, big big thanks to all of you that requested a pairing! I hope you enjoyed your fic~

🎃 Day 1: "Ready?" [HuaLian]

🎃 Day 2: Accident [Ichikawa Giichi x Kikuchihara Jin]

🎃 Day 3: Cleaning [Patrochilles]

🎃 Day 4: Upside down [Sylus x Reader]

🎃 Day 5: (Un)tie [Lyney x Lumine]

🎃 Day 6: Order [KuroDai] | Royal AU | n$fw-ish

🎃 Day 7: Teaching [Itose Yuki x Nagi Itsuomi]

🎃 Day 8: Exposed body part [Muichirou & Tanjirou]

🎃 Day 9: Dance [Xavier x Reader]

🎃 Day 10: In secret [Solomon, Barbatos x Reader]

🎃 Day 11: Noise [Sethoscara & Aether]

🎃 Day 12: Wall [Akaashi x Bokuto] | Heaven hole AU | n$fw

🎃 Day 13: Alone [Kaveh]

🎃 Day 14: High [WangXian]

🎃 Day 15: Faking it [Zayne x Reader]

🎃 Day 16: Doctor [Zayne x Reader]

🎃 Day 17: Underwater [Levi & Beel]

🎃 Day 18: Clothes [Lucifer x Reader]

🎃 Day 19: Make up [Howl x Sophie]

🎃 Day 20: Posing [Neuvillette x Wriothesley] | n$fw

🎃 Day 21: Singing [Victuuri]

🎃 Day 22: Cheating [Sylus x Reader]

🎃 Day 23: Money [Jumin x Reader]

🎃 Day 24: Bully [Rafayel x Reader]

🎃 Day 25: "No." [Mao x Hisashi]

🎃 Day 26: Timer [Sylus x reader]

🎃 Day 27: Picky [Kavetham]

🎃 Day 28: "The number you have dialed..." [Sa Dowon x Seol Beom & Sa Dojin x Yoon Taeju]

🎃 Day 29: Help [Chinatsu x Kasumi]

🎃 Day 30: Magic [Luka x Hyuna]

🎃 Day 31: Rest [Zhongli x Reader]