#tickletober drabble

[tickly-trashcan]

Secret {Astarion x Reader}

“Why are you staring at me? You’re creeping me out,” Astarion drawled with a raised eyebrow.

You shrugged. “I’m wondering what else you’ve been keeping a secret.”

Astarion huffed out a laugh. “What, you think that because I’m a vampire that I’m untrustworthy? I’m hurt, darling.”

You shook your head quickly, taking Astarion’s hand in your own. “No, it’s not that. I can understand why you kept that secret at first. I’m more curious about… well…”

You fumbled over your words, trying to find out how to phrase it. Astarion smirked and leaned toward you, your faces mere inches apart. “Curious about what, darling? If you’re going to ask about my… preferences, I would like to let you know that I’m open to almost anything.”

You raised an eyebrow at him. “You know I wasn��t going to ask about that, shameless flirt.”

Astarion laughed and cupped your cheek. “What can I say? With someone as lovely as you, it’s hard not to flirt.”

A bit of heat touched your cheeks and you smiled. “I was going to ask if there is anything I should be careful of with you. Vampire-related or not, I want to make sure I’m not making you uncomfortable at all.”

Astarion’s eyes widened in surprise, but he was quick to correct his facial expression. He shrugged. “Darling, nothing you could do would make me uncomfortable. If anything, I should be asking you this question.”

You crossed your arms. Astarion sighed. “Well, I’m not fond of pain, but you know this. If you want to be more, erm– physical with me, I would request gentler touch.”

You smiled at that. “You’re a bit of a softie, then?”

Astarion flushed. “Well, I didn’t say that.”

You laughed and wrapped your arms around his waist, pulling him close. “What kind of gentle are we talking about? Hugs, kisses, tickles, hand-holding–”

“Since when is tickling considered gentle?”

You looked up at him with a small frown. “It can be very gentle, love. Can I show you?”

Astarion hesitated, but upon seeing the soft look in your eyes, he nodded. You smiled and gently began to trace your hands up his ribs, barely skittering your fingertips as you drew circles and scribbles along his ribs and sides.

Astarion could not hold back a small smile, curling into you as he shook with soft laughter. You grazed his belly and ever so slightly pinched at his hips, making him squeak uncharacteristically.

“Ah–! Hehehe, okahay!” Astarion tapped your shoulder and you ceased your tickling. He did not let go of you, however, still curled against you as you rubbed gentle circles in his back.

“How was that?”

Astarion hummed in contemplation. “Not as agonizing as I imagined. I suppose we could keep that on the list.”

You smiled and pulled out of his embrace to kiss him. He kissed you back, his own hands finding your hips while your lips were locked together. Your breath hitched and he smiled against your lips.

“Now, tell me, darling: how gentle should I be with you?”

[intheticklecloset]

TickleTober Day #9: Shiver

TodoBaku (MHA)

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The body behind him shivered, then snuggled closer to Todoroki instinctively. The half-and-half boy realized he was lying on his left side; therefore Bakugou wasn’t able to warm up like he usually did when they cuddled together.

Wordlessly, Todoroki rolled over so they were facing each other and wrapped his left arm around the blonde’s bare shoulders, hugging him close and warming up that half to help stave off the cold.

Bakugou relaxed almost immediately. Todoroki smiled gently at him, his eyes catching on the open window behind his boyfriend, allowing a cool night air to seep through. They really should close that; it was getting too cold overnight to keep it open anymore.

“Thanks, Shoto,” Bakugou murmured, curling in on himself as he cuddled closer to Todoroki, making his boyfriend’s heart expand with undying affection and happiness.

“Anytime,” Todoroki replied in a soft whisper, taking in his sleepy partner’s face. The flutter of his eyelashes, the slope of his nose, the cut of his jaw…the peppermint hero could never get enough of him. He loved every part of his grumpy partner, especially when he was smiling and snuggly like he was now.

Absently, he trailed a finger from the back of Bakugou’s neck to his shoulder blades and finally his spine, making the blonde let out a small gasp and arch into him, eyes cracking open in weak protest. “Shoto.”

“Can I?” Todoroki asked, suddenly overwhelmed with the desire to tease him, to warm him up in a different way. “Please?”

Bakugou locked eyes with him for a long moment, then sighed and covered his face with his hands as he muttered, “Fine.”

Todoroki beamed and dragged his fingers around to Bakugou’s side, gently scribbling along his lower ribs and belly. His boyfriend squirmed but tried not to roll away, reluctant giggles spilling over his lips in a sleepy cascade.

Then, remembering the way he’d shivered and gotten them into this position, the heterochromatic boy got an evil idea. He smirked, sneaking his right hand into the fray, dragging ice-cold fingernails down Bakugou’s chest to his belly while still pinching his ribs with the left hand.

Bakugou gasped in surprise and rolled onto his back, but Todoroki followed him quickly, lying on top of him to keep him still while alternating warm and cold tickles to his bare torso. The blonde snorted and squeaked. “Stohohohohohop, you jeheheheheheherk! I’m cohohohohohold!”

Todoroki pressed a quick kiss to his lips and whispered, “Not for long~”

[yellowelectroslime]

Tickletober 2024 Day 8: Nuzzles

Pairing: Ler!Megumi (his bunnies), Lee!Yuji – Can be seen as platonic or romantic

Word count: 602

[notes: nothing in the manga is real they are all living happily together and they are all happy and together and happy. What are you talking about? Haha anyways this was based on a fanart i saw a few years ago, but sadly I can’t find it anymore so please enjoy this fic instead ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১]

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Yuji and Megumi had just came back from a mission, luckily neither of them were injured. They were now spending time resting in their respective dorm rooms. But that was what Megumi had thought.

BAAM!!!

Megumi’s dorm room door was kicked down with so much force that it was a wonder how it was still attached to the frame. Yuji waltzed into Megumi’s room with a booming voice and a demand he was determined to achieve.

“Megumiiiiii!! Can you summon those bunnies that you used to help us escape the curse today?” Megumi winced at his loud voice and the pure sunlight radiating from Yuji’s grin. “You mean my rabbit escape…?”

Yuji nodded excitedly at the mention. During their mission earlier that day, Megumi had to summon his rabbit escape to hide from the curse to form a plan, luckily they were able to defeat all the curses, but now Megumi has to deal with Yuji’s excitement upon realizing he can summon hundreds of cute little bunnies. 

After a torturous 3 minutes of constant begging from Yuji, Megumi reluctantly gave in. The black-haired student held his hands out and called out their name to summon the creatures. Suddenly, the ground and walls of the boy’s dorm were covered in black shadows. Yuji “ooh-ed” and “ahh-ed” as the dark shadows took shape into a large pile of cute, red-eyed bunnies. Practically vibrating in excitement, the pink-haired boy immediately leaped onto the pile of bunnies. 

Yuji managed to lay down on the pile of bunnies like he was sitting on a bean bag chair, with some bunnies making themselves comfortable sitting on top of Yuji’s sprawled-out body. “This is so cuuute! How do you not want to do this every second of every day?” The boy said and he picked one bunny up to play with, cooing at it and saying how adorable it was.

A sigh of fake annoyance came out of Megumi. “Please don’t take too long, I still need to finish my homewor-” 

“EEEEK!”

Megumi was interrupted by a loud squeal from Yuji. The bunny he was playing with had crawled up into the energetic boy’s shirt, softly kneading its paws on his bare torso. “Gahah- ahahAAHA! M-Meguhuhmiheh- yohour buhuhnnies t-tickle- ehehe!” The stoic teen looked at him in disbelief, crossing his arms and releasing yet another sigh.

Perhaps encouraged by the pink boy’s sweet laughter, more bunnies began to join in. “H-hehehey! Whehehere dohoh yohohou guhuys thihihnk yohour doin- GAhaha!” The bunnies around Yuji’s neck, ribs and sides all began to nuzzle at his body, the thin shirt he was wearing doing nothing to block out the tickly feeling.

Sweet giggles poured out of his mouth as he tried to gently push away the assaulting rabbits, not wanting to hurt any of them (not that he could). This did nothing as the hares continued their ticklish assault, the nuzzling of their noses made the boy weak to their attack. Yuji had almost forgotten the rabbit who made it into his shirt; its whiskers and fur brushing against his bare skin made him double over in laughter.

“WAH-WahahaIT! NOhoHT thAHAHT!” The pink-haired boy continued to giggle to himself silly, he could easily stop the ‘assaulters’, but he made no real effort to make them stop, only lightly pushing them away or hugging his stomach.

Megumi grabbed the headphones on his desk, turning on its sound cancellation feature and opting to simply ignore the giddy teen as he decided to continue with his homework. Obviously, Yuji was enjoying himself, and he didn’t REALLY want to take this away from him just yet.

[mystwrites]

Tickletober Day 3: Prank

Fandom: BSD

Lee: Dazai

Ler: Atsushi

A/N: I only did 2 fics for Tickletober cuz I’m placing my studies first. Everything is queued for the respective day. I hope you enjoy my 2 short fics!

“Dazai san! I have a magic trick to show you!!” Atsushi exclaimed, gathering all of the Agency members into the main office. “Come and stand in front of me!”

“Come on, Dazai san!” Kenji urged, jumping up and down.

“Yeah! It’s a good one!” Junichiro added, sending Kyouka a wink as she stifled a laugh.

Curious, Dazai obeyed and stood by Atsushi, allowing the younger to position him how he wanted to. He then saw a broom in Atsushi’s hand, even more curious as to what exactly the magic trick entailed.

Kunikida was mildly interested only because Atsushi said he was going to torment Dazai for a bit. If Atsushi was going to torment Dazai, there was no way Kunikida could not watch. He sort of enjoyed watching Dazai get humbled by Atsushi whenever the kid decided that he had enough shenanigans for one day.

Junichiro, Kenji, Ranpo, Kyouka and Naomi all had their phones out and laughed softly amongst each other while Yosano just stood by her office, possibly hoping Dazai being the idiot he was somehow injures himself in the process of the magic trick.

“What do you want me to do, Atsushi kun?” Dazai asked, letting Atsushi raise his arms slightly.

“Put your arms out to the side. I’m going to slide this broom into your sleeves!” Atsushi said, swiftly sliding the broom into the sleeves of Dazai’s coat. “Wait…shoot! It’s stuck! Someone help!”

Seeing that the broom was stuck, Kyouka and Kenji rushed over to assist. Kenji pushed the broom stick up and Kyouka assisted Atsushi by pulling on the end that finally poked out from Dazai’s left side.

When the broom poked out of the opposite end, Atsushi had to silently laugh and turned away from Dazai to face Kenji and Kyouka, the two also laughing silently. Dazai had no idea what was about to hit him.

“All set.” Kyouka said, winking at Atsushi who winked right back.

“Okay, the broom is in my sleeves. Now what?” Dazai asked. “Do I flap like a bird?”

“No! You’re gonna break the broom, you idiot!” Kunikida scolded, giving Dazai a glare as the man smirked. “Listen to Atsushi.”

“A-And now you gotta say the magic words.” Atsushi stammered, trying to hide his laugh.

“What are the words?” Dazai wondered. “It must be silly if you’re trying not to giggle. Hey! Tanizaki kun! Kyouka chan! Don’t record this!”

Kyouka and Junichiro laughed and ignored Dazai. If he filmed them getting pranked or bothered, why should they stop?

Atsushi giggled and shook his head. “Th-the words are broom, broom abracadabra. Say that and watch as magic appears before your eyes, Dazai san!”

Chuckling as he watched Atsushi act extravagant by doing some jazz hands, Dazai shook his head and ultimately decided to indulge in this silliness. It was rare for the weretiger to engage in such silly antics. Might as well take the opportunity to be silly with him, right?

“Broom, broom abracadabra.” Dazai said, knowing no actual magic would happen.

Upon hearing the words, Atsushi shoved his hands under Dazai’s now exposed armpits, gently scribbling his fingers lightly against the clothed skin, laughing just as hard and loud as Dazai who instantly screeched and collapsed onto the floor. With the brunette down, the office erupted into fits of hard laughter much to Atsushi’s happiness. He made their dull, boring office day lively and exciting!

“Way to go, Atsushi kun!” Yosano exclaimed, giving him a thumbs up.

“You caught Dazai off guard again!” Ranpo added, laughing as Dazai hiccuped. “I thought you couldn’t pull another feat like that but I guess I was wrong! Haha!”

“Way to go, kid!” Kunikida praised, more than amused at the sight. “Don’t let up until he agrees to do all of his work for the day. He’s been slacking off too much as of lately.”

“Yes sir!” Atsushi said, giving the blonde a salute before continuing to tickle his mentor. “Tickle, tickle, tickle!~”

“A-Ahahaha!! Atsu-Atsushi ku-UUHUHUHUHUN!!!” Dazai cried, laughing as Atsushi continued tickling him. “ATSUSHI KUN AHAHHAHAA!! NO!! THIHIS ISN’T A MAHAHAGIC TRICK!!”

“You’re right.” Atsushi laughed, sitting behind Dazai and tickling his armpits relentlessly. “This was a prank I saw on social media. Ahhahaa!! You fell for it too!”

“BUHUHULLYING!! YOHOHOU’RE BUHUHULLYING MEHEHEHEE!” Dazai wailed, laughing as Atsushi dug in a little harder.

“Maybe, but you’re the one who “bullies” me, Dazai san.” Atsushi argued, now really tickling Dazai. “I’m getting my revenge for all the times you tickled me…and this is also for Kunikida san who wants you to finish all your work without asking me to do it.”

Dazai whined and continued to laugh, now leaning on Atsushi’s legs. His feet began to kick out and the others all laughed at his expense, neither joining in nor helping him. Atsushi then started to jump around between tickling around Dazai’s ribs before shoving his hands back into the man’s armpits, Dazai a whole mess of wheezes, snorts and loud, hysterical belly laughter.

“Well, it certainly looks like Dazai will be doing all of his papers soon.” Yosano whispered, giggling as Dazai admitted defeat, using his foot to stomp the floor three times.

“Yep. And he better do a damn good job too.” Ranpo added, sucking on his lollipop. “The president says he’s behind by nearly half a year’s worth of reports not including the ones he forced Atsushi kun to do.”

“I…aaahaha! I’ll g-get to wohohork!” Dazai wheezed, sighing with relief as Atsushi removed the broom stick from his sleeves.

“Oh? And when are you going to start?” Kunikida asked.

“L-later toni-AAAHA!! NONONO!” Dazai cried, Atsushi’s fingers gently scribbling along his ribs. “NOW! IHIHI’LL DO THEHEHE PAPERWORK NOHOHOW!!!”

“Good! And don’t ask me for help.” Atsushi added, giggling and running away before Dazai could get his revenge.

Just then, Fukuzawa walked into the room, looking at Dazai who curled up on the floor. He looked at Kyouka who handed him her phone and watched the video of their antics from earlier. Looking up, Atsushi was at his desk, being a good employee while Dazai remained on the floor.

“I can finally die now!” the brunette cried with glee.

A simultaneous groan escaped from everyone in the office and Fukuzawa handed Kyouka her phone back, silently walking out like he didn’t just witness chaos in his own workplace along with hearing Dazai’s suicidal antics.

[anzynai]

Day 1 - Anticipation

Floyd & Riddle (TWST)

YAYAYAYYAYA first day of tickle tober and we have florid teehee well its not stated but u can interpret it as however u like. this one is very short unfortunately but i hope you dont mind, i didnt knkw how to make it longer without making it appear forced😭😭 eitherway hope u enjoy this

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“if you’re going to do it, just.. just do it!” riddle exclaimed, embarrassed and exasperated. floyd just grinned at him, smug and toothy, as he wiggled his fingers towards the other, almost mockingly. riddle closed his eyes, nerves aflame, before the tingly sensation that he was expecting to feel seemed to pull away just as it began to graze his skin.

riddle peeked one eye open, before raising a brow, almost in disbelief.

“you’re so funny, goldfishie!” floyd chuckled to himself, looking way too entertained for riddle’s taste. again, floyd continued that motion— wiggling his fingers and pulling away at the last second, until it was evident that riddle wasn’t going to fall for it.

“you’re just teasing me at this point! are you not going to do it at all?” riddle asked, crossing his arms, eyeing the much taller one in suspicion.

“do what?”

“you know what!” riddle sputtered, face hot. this time, a content smirk adorned floyd’s features, as he leaned forward, towering over riddle more.

“oh, you want me to?” floyd asked, beaming.

riddle looked away, not agreeing but not exactly denying it either..

when riddle looked up, then back at floyd’s hands, which started moving again. riddle frowned at it.

even though he knew floyd wouldn’t do it, seeing how he had barely touched him the last few minutes, he couldn’t help feel a bit nervous as his hands slowly got closer and closer towards his torso.

then they paused, about to pull away, and riddle sighed, slowly. of cour—

“GAH!” riddle cried, feeling contact as floyd began to spider his fingers across his stomach. “nohoho, stahahap!”

“hehe, guess i did know, afterall, huh?” floyd teased, after not stopping and riddle groaned through his laughter. this tease…!

[fickle-tiction]

Accidental

In keeping with tradition, here is a random Tickletober fic that is several days late.

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A groan slipped past Bruce's lips as Clark trailed a line of hot open mouthed kisses down the column of his throat. Fingers tangled in the thick curls, he encouraged Clark to come back up to his mouth with a gentle tug.

Clark smiled into the kiss when Bruce made a soft contented sound, his own hands coming up to cup Bruce's face. He broke away from the kiss, laughing breathlessly at the small annoyed huff from Bruce, and tilted Bruce's head to the side to continue his exploration.

Bruce failed to stifle a moan when Clark started on the side of his neck, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath in. His breath hitched when he felt a quick graze of teeth, the hands on the sides of his face preventing him from flinching backwards.

"You like that?" Clark whispered, licking a small strip of skin and chasing it with another nip.

Bruce hissed through his teeth, his hand tightening in Clark's curls. "Yes."

Clark continued on his path, littering a trail of kisses across Bruce's collarbone before continuing up the other side of his neck. He changed tactics on this side, sucking a small mark into the dip where the shoulder and neck met. He pulled away when Bruce sucked in a shocked breath that, on anyone else that didn't have a stash of kyrptonite in their home, he would have called a squeal.

"What was that?" Clark asked, eyes sparkling with mischief as he took in the light pink dusting Bruce's cheeks.

Bruce was gnawing on his lip to try and fight off a smile, and stubbornly resisting the urge to rub his hands on his neck to chase away the tickly feeling. "I...may be...a little ticklish." He admitted, taking a step back when Clark's entire face lit up.

"Oh, I am so going to explore that." He crowded further into Bruce's personal space, laughing at the alarmed look on his face. "Later." He promised, looping an arm around Bruce's waist so he couldn't back away any farther. "We have more important things to attend to right now."

And if he happened to spend more time peppering kisses on Bruce's neck than he normally would--well--who could really blame him?

[cringemesstickles]

Work? Nah…

(TickleTober Day 12: Mischief)

Summary: Gabriel is very distracting

Pairing: Sabriel

Word Count: 419

A/N: had another long shift, so this was also a bit rushed… but it’s done and they’re cute and I love them sm 🥺

They’re my little sillies 🤭

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Sam sat at the rickety table in the bunker’s library, where he always seemed to be nowadays... His brow was furrowed with that all-too-familiar determination, jaw tight as he scrawled down notes. The faint glow of the nearby lamp cast shadows across his face, making the already serious expression even more prominent.

Gabriel watched him from a few feet away, lounging lazily in one of the old leather armchairs, a mischievous grin tugging at his lips. The archangel’s golden eyes sparkled with a glint of mischief, a look that promised trouble.

Gabriel loved his boyfriend dearly, but the man could get way too uptight.

The archangel sat boredly on the table, a sucker sticking out of his mouth. Sam had repeatedly demanded he get down, but where was the fun in listening?

Occasionally, the shorter man would pull a little trick… confetti, party blowers, anything to cause mischief. Sam’s frustration only grew, while his window of tolerance threatened to slam shut.

Why did he have to fall in love with a trickster?

When the archangel threw confetti at him for what felt like the millionth time, the Winchester slammed his hands against the table, his head snapping towards Gabriel.

“Knock it off, Gabe! I’m trying to work!”

Gabriel’s eyes widened with surprise, but the expression quickly morphed to one of cheekiness— like a persistent toddler that knew it was doing wrong, but couldn’t help pressing for the fun of it.

“Hey, Gigantor, you ever heard of a little thing called fun?”

The burning glare was enough of an answer…

“Oh, you must’ve misplaced that along with your sense of humor.” Gabriel jabbed, a smug smirk on his face.

The taller man sighed, rubbing his temples.

“Look, Gabe… I love you, but I’m trying to- AH!-”

All reasoning was thrown out the window the second Gabriel’s mischievous fingers found their way to Sam’s sides, wriggling away without mercy.

“Yeah, yeah, boring… this is way more fun!” He teased, poking and prodding wherever he could.

It took about a minute for Sam to crumble and beg for mercy…

“G-Gabe, please! I-I’ll do something fun with you or whatever! J-Just stohohop!…” The Winchester bargained, breathless and red in the face.

Satisfied, Gabriel pulled back, giving one last poke to Sam’s ribcage.

“Say no more, moose man! The couch awaits us!”

As Sam caught his breath, he couldn’t help but notice how much lighter he felt— the archangel always seemed to have that effect on him.

Besides, a little break couldn’t hurt…

[thebest-medicine]

Day 22: Ticklish Kiss

Tickletober 2023 - Critical Role - C2 - The Mighty Nein - Shadowidomauk - lee!Essek (implied)

[see my other tickletober 2023 fics] [read on AO3]

A/N: inspired by this art. also inspired by ‘imagine two wizards.’ shadowidomauk dynamic reminds me of me trying to sleep / read / study vs my cats speeding around the house like demons at 3am

Words: 450

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Caleb is fully engrossed in his text when Essek tears into the room in a rather un-Essek-like fashion.

Like a cat, Caleb bristles with a startle at the interruption as his bedroom door slams open and a purple body flings itself into the bed with him. He’d much sooner expect this brash behavior from his other purple partner.

As though on cue, Molly saunters into the doorway behind him, unhurried and unbothered. He gives the two a once over and smirks. “Well, well — I am quite famished you see, and I think two wizards will do nicely instead of one.”

Caleb’s eyes flick between them, settling on the frazzled elf scrambling to get behind him on his bed. “…What did you drag me into, Essek?”

“He—” Essek swallows. “He kissed me, but— it, it was…”

Molly snorts out a laugh in delight. “Oh, dear, that was your first raspberry, hmm?” He cocks his head with mock pity. “That’s a shame. We’ll have to make up for lost time.”

When Essek looks back at Caleb, his face has shifted, Essek realizes; it has taken on a complexion far more red than usual, and his eyes have a little twinkle of compassionate understanding. “Oh.” He takes Essek’s hand and draws him closer, shelving his book on the table for the time being. He presses a kiss to the back of Essek’s palm and, noticing the pulse racing away anxiously, gives him a sympathetic smile. “He lives up to the devilish blood, truly.” Casting a rueful glance at Mollymauk, Caleb sighs. “I know that look in his eye. There’s no getting out of this, I’m afraid.”

It takes Essek a surprising amount of effort to suppress the whine that builds in his throat when Caleb’s words settle in. But— after a moment, a defiant streak flashes in his eyes, his fingers twitch with arcane potential.

Mollymauk chortles out a little laugh. “Now, now. None of those magic tricks. That’s not going to help.” Molly tsk’s at him. “Unless,” He looks to Caleb, “you’d rather I go and get Jester to help me...”

Caleb’s eyebrows shoot up. “No.” His head shakes as he waves Molly into the room.

Essek turns to face him, betrayed. Caleb nods to him with a knowing look and a shrug. “Trust me. This is the better option.”

Mollymauk steps in with a grin and kicks the door shut behind him. “That’s more like it.”

…

A short while later, Jester is drawn anyway, like a moth to a flame, by the sound of their laughter.

[bee--positive]

Tickletober Day 3 and 4: Cuddles and Weak Spot

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Summary: When tickled, Leviathan needs it gentle. Lucky for him, his girlfriend is happy to provide.

Characters/Ships: Leviathan/Bee (OC)

A/N: I feel like Leviathan loves gentle tickles cause he's a sensitive guy. That's all.

Words: 383

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"Y'know, for the Avatar of Envy, you're very cute like this."

Bee's voice was soft and quiet as she looked down at her boyfriend with an equally soft gaze. Leviathan was laid out across her bed, his hands covering his bright red face as he tried hard not to squirm too much. Bee's hands were gently massaging along Leviathan's ribs, her fingers rubbing against the bones.

At her teasing, Leviathan let out a soft whine of sorts, squirming a bit more but not trying to escape. He peeked at her through his fingers, his orange eyes swirling with embarrassment. "Sh-Shut uhuhup, Behehee..."

Bee chuckled softly at his half-hearted protest. "Well, excuse me. Not my fault you're sensitive here. May I remind you that you also haven't tried to really stop me since I started? Hm?"

Leviathan groaned around his giggling at Bee's words, quickly moving his hips from side to side in an attempt to distract himself. Which obviously didn't work. "Behehehee, come on... Quit teasing mhehe..."

"I'm only doing that a little, though. I gotta be gentle since you're so ticklish here that it makes you weak in the knees, remember?"

As if to emphasize her words, Bee dug a bit more firmly into Leviathan's ribs, causing him to jerk violently underneath her with a loud cackle. His hands flew off his face, swiftly moving downward to seize Bee's wrists. He released a nervous giggle as he moved her hands away from his ribs for a moment, his lips in a wobbly smile and his cheeks still bright red.

"Okay! Okahahahay! I get it. Don't do that again, plehehease..."

Bee giggled softly as she leaned forward and gently kissed him on the lips, pulling back after a few moments. "See? Cute."

Leviathan's eyes widened as Bee pulled back from the kiss, his mouth gaping a bit in surprise. After several moments, he surged forward, capturing Bee in a tight hug and flopping back down onto the bed with a quiet thud. Bee laughed slightly at his actions, her own cheeks starting to flush a bit.

"Alright, I can see you don't want any more tickles. Cuddle time?"

Leviathan nodded into the crook of her neck as he sighed contentedly, his grip on her tightening. "Cuddle time..." Was all he offered in response.

[lee-lucius]

Advent Calender 1: Cold

Word Count: 489

Usually, Luck was a menace. Don't get him wrong, Magna loved his boyfriend, but he was an absolute menace almost all of the time.

Except for times like these, when the sky darkened far too early, accompanied by the first few wisps of snow, littered faintly across the ground. When his eyes would grow too weary, blinking over and over until a yawn finally escaped him. When there was a faint chill in the air nipping at his flushed skin, leaving him only wanting one thing. 

And he found it. With another yawn, Luck collapsed into his arms and snuggled close to Magna, who sputtered an initial protest before relaxing into the touch, unable to hide his smile at Luck's clingy behavior. He knew how rare this was, and he certainly knew more than anyone else what a menace Luck normally was, except for when he was tired, so it didn't matter that it was practically in the middle of the afternoon or that Magna was relaxing on the common room couch when he came over and unceremoniously plopped himself onto Magna's lap in front of everyone because he really had no shame.

Besides, it was rare to see him so relaxed and cozy, and Magna could never resist his puppy-dog eyes.

Luck dug his head into the crook of his neck, while Magna wrapped his arms around him tighter, rubbing soothing circles onto his hips and allowing his heat to seep into Luck. His boyfriend squirmed, swatting at his hand with a whine.

"Stop, it tickles."

Magna smirked. "Oh, really? That's too bad."

Luck shrieked as ruthless fingers were dug into his hips, sluggishly thrashing away from the ticklish sensations. "Nohohoho! Mahahagna stahahap!"

"Nah, maybe this will teach you a lesson for stealing my pudding earlier."

"Buhuhut ihihit wahahas fuhUHUNY! NAHAHAT THEHEHERE!" He screamed, voice raising at least three octaves as Magna started kneading his hips, dipping his hands down to make direct contact with his cold skin that was becoming more and more feverish with each passing second. 

"You warmed up yet?"

Luck's head was thrown back in laughter, his cheeks more flushed than before and hair sticking up at odder angles than usual. Still, he remained in Magna's lap, curled up to him, any attempts at a response dying on the tip of his tongue only to be replaced by shrill whines.

It was a moment of weakness, admittedly. But his boyfriend was so tired and cute, and he could never resist his puppy-dog eyes.

He eased his attack, switching from kneading his hips to gently scribbling his fingers across Luck's stomach. Relieved, he immediately relaxed, sinking into the touch with sweet giggles.

Magna scoffed, "You wanted this the whole time, didn't you?"

Luck didn't respond, instead yawning between his laughter as he settled in for another joyful night with his partner, letting his heart fill with warmth and laughter until the cold was forgotten altogether.

[tickly-trashcan]

Hide and Seek {Kai and Lloyd}

Lloyd tried his best to stifle his giggles as he hid under one of the bunk beds. He watched as the door opened and saw Kai’s feet as he walked into the room, grumbling.

“Lloyd! Where are you?”

Lloyd held a hand over his mouth to keep himself from laughing. He and Kai had agreed to one game of hide and seek, but Lloyd kept changing his hiding spots, making it nearly impossible for Kai to find him.

“Ugh, I guess he’s not in here, either…”

Lloyd waited a little bit after Kai left the room to release his breath, chuckling proudly to himself as he started to crawl out from under the bed. As he did, some of the dust under the bed blew up, making his nose tingle.

“Ah, ah–” Lloyd tried to stop himself, but before he could, he sneezed. Loud.

He heard footsteps running down the hallway and he quickly tried to crawl back under the bed, but Kai was in the room before he could fully get back under the bed. “Aha!”

Lloyd squeaked, but he was trapped between a rock and a hard place. There was no escape. And unfortunately for Lloyd, there had been a little bit more at stake with this game of hide and seek than the other ones.

“Well, well, well! I checked under here earlier, you must’ve been changing spots! You stinker, you’re gonna pay for that!”

Lloyd rolled all the way under the bed, giggling nervously. “No, I won’t! You still haven’t caught me, and five minutes is almost up!”

Lloyd squeaked when he felt Kai’s hand around his ankle before he was yanked out from under the bed. He was met with Kai’s smirking face as he wiggled his fingers at Lloyd, making him squirm and giggle without even touching him.

“I found you and caught you within five minutes. So now you have to do my chores for the rest of the week,” Kai poked lightly at Lloyd’s tummy, making him squirm. “And I think, since you cheated, I have to give you a little payback, too.”

Lloyd began to protest with whines and giggles, but Kai was not going to let him off that easily. He was quick to pounce on Lloyd and began to skitter his fingers all over Lloyd’s tummy and sides, making him squeal and laugh, trying to curl up to protect himself.

“Kahahai! That’s not fahahahair!!”

“Not fair? You weren’t playing fair either!!” Kai teased, wiggling his fingers under Lloyd’s arms as he arched his back and laughed.

“Plehehehease!! It tickles! Kai, stahahap!” Lloyd wailed, kicking his legs weakly as Kai finally began to let up on his tickle attack.

“Are you gonna play fair next time?”

“Yehehehes!!”

“Promise?”

“Yehehehes!!!”

Satisfied, Kai finally released Lloyd and ruffled his hair, making him whine. He nudged him gently with his elbow and winked. “Go ask Jay if he’ll play hide and seek in exchange for both our chores. I’ll show you the best hiding spot on the Bounty!”

[intheticklecloset]

TickleTober Day #31: Trick or Treat

Stolitz (Helluva Boss)

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Blitz let out an “oomph!” when he felt Stolas roll over on top of him, blinking in surprise. The prince never usually wanted more after their usual routine, let alone to be the one running the show. The imp quirked an amused brow. “What? Ready for another round?”

Stolas brushed his fingers along Blitz’s cheek and murmured, “No.”

“Then what…?” The sudden gentle kiss was enough to silence him, but not enough to make him stop questioning what was happening here – at least until they pulled apart and the owl whispered, “Stay?”

Blitz scoffed out a laugh. “Yeah, right.”

“Please, Blitzy?”

“Your owl eyes won’t work on me. You know I never spend the night.”

“You did the first time~”

“That was…!” Blitz huffed. “That was different.”

Stolas ran a hand along his lover’s chest. “Stay.”

Blitz tensed, scooting away from Stolas’ straying fingers. “I-I don’t think so. Our arrangement never stated I had to spend the night—” A gasp fled from his lips before he could stop it, eyes going wide when he realized he was screwed.

Stolas’s eyes were lit up like he was a kid again, discovering something new to marvel at. “Are you ticklish, Blitz?”

“No! I’m—” The imp tried to protest, but it was useless the instant Stolas scribbled his fingers along his torso. Laughter burst out of him immediately, loud and undeniable, and he screeched, “FUHUHUHUHUHUHUCK YOU, STOHOHOHOHOHOLAS!!”

“Aww, you’re so cute when you’re laughing,” Stolas cooed entirely sincerely, making Blitz try to cover up his face with one hand while frantically pushing and kicking with the rest of his limbs. “Don’t hide; I love seeing you like this~”

“YOU DIHIHIHIHIHIHICK!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP IT!!” Blitz cried, letting out a squeal when Stolas got too close to a particularly bad spot. He twisted in the prince’s grip and yelled, “OKAY, OKAY I’LL STAHAHAHAHAHAY ARE YOU HAHAHAHAHAHAHAPPY NOW?!”

Mercifully, Stolas let up on his spontaneous attack, snuggling closer to the imp despite Blitz’s grumbles and protests. “I’m always happy whenever you’re around, Blitzy.”

“Christ,” Blitz muttered, but he let himself settle in for the night regardless. He couldn’t help smiling to himself a bit, his ribs and sides still tingling.

Just one night couldn’t hurt anything.

[yellowelectroslime]

Tickletober 2024 Day 7: Fidget

Pairing: Lee!Reader, Ler!Sunday – Romantic

Word count: 789

[notes: ehehe I love Sunday sm eheheh im gonna pull for him when he’s playable. I think this is my favorite fic I wrote ehehhe. and if I did the calculations and if im right, then his drip marketing will perfectly align with the day i’m posting this ᕙ(  •̀ ᗜ •́  )ᕗ]

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Fidget, fidget, fidget…

“[Y/N], are you alright?” Sunday’s voice was lanced with concern. His usual aloof appearance was replaced with a softer and gentler expression. One that only you get to witness.

You two were waiting outside the meeting hall where an important conference would be held in a few minutes. You being a close companion of Sunday and his significant other, allowed him the chance to invite you to experience (suffer) the meeting with him (he didn’t want to do it alone). There is currently no one else in the waiting room other than the two of you, the silence didn’t help with your growing nerves.

“Y-yeah I’m fine. I’m just not really used to getting ready for something so… important and fancy. Hehe…” You shuffle around and play with the hem of your shirt. 

Fidget, fidget, fidget…

An idea popped up in Sunday’s head “Well dear, I do have a method that could help you calm down.” His tone was teasing, but you were too caught up in the idea to notice his the cheeky grin growing on his face. “Really? What is it? How does it work?”

Sunday merely chuckled at your actions and brought you into a tight hug. The action was warm and intimate, it brought you immediate comfort and reassurance, making you lean further into the Halovian’s embrace; it made you feel safe and protected. That was until you felt a ticklish feeling next to your ears. You peak your eyes open only to see that Sunday was using the wings behind his ears to tickle your ears. “eheehe- S-Suhuhnday-”

You try and wiggle out of his ticklish embrace but his grip is strong, but not uncomfortable. “Is my method helping you, angel?” Sunday teased, you would be lying if it wasn’t helping with your nervousness but it was just that you were too ticklish! You blush at his velvety smooth voice, you had always liked the way Sunday talks. Suddenly, your train of thought was cut off when you felt fingers gently probing and scribbling along your sides. “W-WahahaiehEHEHt SUhuhndahaAHy! ah-AHahahahah”

The charming man’s face was graced with a gentle smile, he always enjoyed listening to your laughter. He slowly climbed his fingers to your ribs, vibrating his fingers between each bone, all while tickling your ears with his wings. You buried your face into his neck in an attempt to muffle your laughter, scared that someone may overhear your playful banter. “EhehehHEHEh w-wahahait- I-ihiht tihihickles! G-gahAHaha” 

The combination of his feathery soft tickles on your ears, along with the precise fingers prodding and scribbling your sides made your mind melt into a puddle. “I’m sure it does, my dear. I believe that was my intention from the start.” Sunday chuckled, oh how you wish you could hear more of his laughter.

You tried to retaliate by reaching towards his hips to try and tickle him back, knowing it was one of his worst spots. However, he was faster. “Ah ah ah, my love~. None of that, please. This is for you.” He caught you in the act and tickled you faster, making you slam your arms back down to your sides to try and block his tickling hands. But unfortunately, you had only trapped his hands against your armpits and ribs. 

Sunday smiled in amusement “Love, be sure to keep quiet, I would hate it if someone else were able to hear your beautiful laughter.” Sunday’s teasing only made you blush harder, hiding your face deeper into the crook of his neck to try and muffle your giggles. 

“WAH- AHahaAHA! *snort* SUHUhndahAHAY” You snorted. You could feel Sunday’s heartbeat getting faster as you squirmed in his grasp, he loved how adorable you were. But alas, you were too busy being tickled silly by man to realize fully. He leaned down a little, bringing his head close to yours and you felt a kiss land on your nose. He used this opportunity to remove his hands from your ribs and move his wings to tickle your neck.

The sound of your light-hearted giggles filled the empty waiting hall. The sight of you being flustered by just a few simple touches along with words from your lover made his heart flutter, encouraging him to continue using his ‘relaxation method’.

After a few more minutes, Sunday decided to have mercy on you, stopping his ticklish attack but still keeping you in his arms. You felt a gentle kiss placed on the top of your forehead, followed by Sunday’s soothing voice of reassurance and how you’ll be alright during the meeting. After all, you were going in with the head of the oak family’s support. Maybe you didn’t mind this calming method that much.

[mystwrites]

Myst!!!! Hiii!!!!!!!

I hope you’re doing well ! I hope your new job will be treating you well soon. Big things happening for you!!

I would like to humbly request day 15 with my boys Yusuke and Kuwabara. I need Lee!Yusuke injected into my veins, and I think this is the perfect prescription for me.

If day 15 is taken, I’d love to do day 1 instead!

(If both are taken, then you may pick the day that you think matches them both well!!)

Happy TkTober!! Thank you for being such a great friend :]

DUCKYYYYY!!! I GOTCHA MY FRIEND!! HERE’S TO MY FIRST YYH FIC! Here’s lee!Yusuke and ler!Kuwabara feat. Hiei and Kurama egging them on!

Tickletober Day 15: “Are You Ticklish?”

“Are you two fools seriously wrestling right now? Out of all possible things?” Hiei grumbled.

Kurama and Hiei knew they shouldn’t question it, but sometimes they couldn’t help but get thrown off whenever Yusuke or Kuwabara randomly threw themselves at the other and began to fight. It was one of their go to methods of distracting the enemy, but it was also quite distracting whenever they decided to fight while attempting to watch a movie on movie night.

“I must beat Urameshi!!” Kuwabara growled, yelling as Yusuke flipped him and held him in a headlock.

“Gotcha!” Yusuke chuckled, releasing Kuwabara who suddenly began his counter attack, nearly gaining the upper hand. “Whoa!”

Suddenly interested in the brawl, Kurama and Hiei began to watch intently, placing bets on who would win. All bets were on Yusuke winning until they watched him jump and shriek as Kuwabara’s hand accidentally jabbed him in the side amidst their scuffle.

“What was that, Spirit Detective?” Hiei snorted, smirking at the teen. “You sounded like a dying cow.”

“Shut up, Hiei! Mind your own damn business! You’re not involved in this fight!” Yusuke snapped, rolling his sleeves up and facing Kuwabara. “Alright, now you’ve done it, Kuwabara! Get ready to be fucked up!”

“He was minding his business, Urameshi.” Kuwabara laughed, smirking in the same manner Hiei was. “I think the pipsqueak is actually onto something…something I can use to finally kick your ass!”

“Huh? And what is he even getting at?” Yusuke asked, crossing his arms.

Kurama turned away and sputtered, Hiei doing the same. Yusuke glared at them but turned back to Kuwabara who somehow snuck closer while the demon boys distracted him.

“How’d you get so close?” Yusuke asked, backing up.

“You looked away and I decided to silently sneak closer.” Kuwabara said, inching closer as Yusuke backed up. “I have a question for you.~”

“Just ask it you idiot! What’s the question?” Yusuke snapped, clearly growing irritated.

“Are you ticklish, Urameshi?~”

Yusuke decided to ignore Kurama and Hiei both giggling up a storm from their seat on the couch and shook his head. He wasn’t. There was no way he, the great spirit detective was definitely not ticklish.

“Pffft! You’re pushing your luck.” Yusuke replied, crossing his arms. “Desperate to win, huh? I’m not ticklish! Being ticklish is for babies!”

“Ohhh…I don’t think he’s desperate…” Kurama snickered, turning to smile at Yusuke. “Better stay vigilant, Yusuke.”

“And why do you think that, foxy…AAAAGHHH!!!”

Kurama and Hiei both cackled as Kuwabara launched himself onto Yusuke the moment he turned to face away from him, taking him to the floor and sitting on his lower back. Amidst all of Yusuke’s shouts and curses, Kuwabara managed to get his hands latched onto the shorter boy’s ribs, bringing out a loud laugh.

“And that’s why.” Kurama giggled, covering his mouth.

“Bingo!” Kuwabara exclaimed, digging his fingertips in and traveling up to Yusuke’s armpits. “Thanks for distracting him, Kurama!”

“My pleasure.” the redhead replied.

“Yeah! Get him! Get the detective!” Hiei cheered, enjoying Yusuke’s torment. “Get him good!!”

Yusuke clawed at the ground, trying his hardest to escape. He was failing to do so however. Each time Kuwabara moved his fingers, it sent ticklish shocks up his entire body, weakening him more and more by the second. Realizing there was no escape, Yusuke reached behind him and grabbed Kuwabara’s wrists, laughing harder by the second as the onslaught continued.

“C-come ohohon!!” Yusuke laughed, trying to kick Kuwabara with his feet. “Y-you gohohotta stop, man!! Ahahaa!! Seheheriously!! Ihihi should b-behehe the one kicking y-your a-AAHAAHAHASS!!”

“Ahahaha!! I don’t think so, my friend!” Kuwabara exclaimed, squeezing Yusuke’s hips. “Or actually, what do you two think? Should I let him go?”

Kurama and Hiei shared a look and shrugged, deciding to turn away and leave the decision up to Kuwabara. However, the answer was a consecutive “keep going” so Kuwabara continued, jabbing Yusuke in the back of his ribs, along his sides and digging into his armpits.

“I’ll ask again, Urameshi. Are you ticklish?” Kuwabara sang, enjoying the sight of the undefeatable Yusuke suddenly very close to calling it quits and surrendering.

“N-NO! NOHOHO!! STOHOHOP IT HAHAA!! I-IHIHI’M NOT TICKLISH, KUWABARAAHAHA!!” Yusuke wheezed, slapping his friend’s wrists.

“You’re not?” Kuwabara teased, digging into Yusuke’s sides little harder. “Then what’s so funny?”

“Y-YOUR FAHAHACE!!” Yusuke cackled, knowing he got under Kuwabara’s skin the moment he heard a gasp.

Yusuke finally got a breather as Kuwabara stopped, glaring at him playfully. Kurama and Hiei on the side snorted loudly and laughed, looking to the duo.

“Are you seriously stopping, Kuwabara? He just made fun of your face.” Kurama taunted, Yusuke glaring at him.

“Kurama! Shut up!” Yusuke hissed.

“I would’ve said the same, but I think Doofus should get you for that comment, Detectve.” Hiei added, smirking evilly as Kuwabara winked at him.

“Oh shut up, Hiei! You wouldn’t be able to ha-AAHAHAHAHAA!!” Yusuke was thrown back into a laughing fit, squirming and slapping at Kuwabara who went back to tickling him.

“Tsk. Not ticklish, my ass!” Kuwabara scoffed. “I think you’re the most ticklish out of all of us.”

“I-I’M NOHOHOT!!! AHAHAHAHAA!!” Yusuke protested, snorting amidst his wild laughter. “STOP IT AHAHHAA!!”

“Do you give up then?” Kuwabara taunted, grinning as Yusuke shook his head.

“N-NO! NOHOHO!! I DON’T SUHUHURRENDER!!”

“Oh well…then I have permission from you to keep going.~”

It took a good five minutes for Yusuke to finally concede, but he did in fact admit that he is ticklish. However, much to everyone’s horror, Yusuke’s tickle attack suddenly got Kuwabara in the mood to find his next tickle victim and his eyes fell upon the shortest of the group.

“Hieeeeiiiii.~” Kuwabara sang, his fingers wiggling. “Are you…”

“Fuck this! I’m out!” Hiei growled, suddenly dodging Kuwabara.

While the two started a wild goose chase, Kurama sat next to Yusuke who was still trying to recover. The fox demon chuckled and pat his friend on the head.

“Are you okay, Yusuke?” he asked, praying that Yusuke didn’t actually die from laughing.

“Y-yeah. I’m good.” Yusuke huffed, sitting up and rubbing his sides.

“So…” Kurama chuckled, giving his friend a smug grin. “Not ticklish, hm?”

“Don’t even start!” Yusuke growled. “Let’s just watch Kuwabara fail to get Hiei.”

[anzynai]

Day 11 - Hug

Cater x Trey (TWST)

a/n: all my followers after i didnt post four prompts in a row 🧍‍♀️🧍. listen, i am SORRY. this isnt even day 15/16😭😭 but im trying to write them rn i swear 🙏🙏 this one is short i hope u enjoy nonetheless.

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“hey, trey-trey!” cater said, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend from behind.

“hey, cater. what’s up?” trey greeted cater, turning to look him in the eyes, but continuing stirring the bowl.

“nothing much, just missed you,” cater smiled, resting his head on trey’s back, but they were similar heights, so it was more on his head than anything.

he squeezed tighter.

“i’m making a tart for the unbirthday party tomorrow, want to h-hup!” trey began, before he was interrupted by the sound of his own voice. he gripped tighter on the whisk and cater smirked.

“what’s wrong?” cater asked, knowing exactly what was the problem as he squeezed trey’s sides.

“y-youhu know whahahat..!” trey muttered, trying to conceal his giggles. it was a part that rarely anyone but cater was able to see, and he cherished every part of it.

“yeah~ guess i do!” cater chuckled along, his fingers trailing along the sides of trey’s back, as he wrapped around the other tighter.

“gahaha— you—!” trey dropped the whisk in the bowl, turning his body to try to pry cater off.

when that didn’t work, he put his adms backwards, trying to tickle at cater’s sides.

“h-hehehey! nohoho fahahair!” cater cried, his grip loosening as he tried to move away from trey’s attacking fingers.

trey managed to twist out of cater’s grasps, instead turning as he began to tickle cater’s sides.

“all’s fair in love and war,” he replied, smoothly and cooly. cater will get him next time for sure!

[mushiewrites]

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Day 14: Soft

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Little short I guess

Charlie laid on his back on Nick's couch with his boyfriend laying on top of him, both covered with a fuzzy blanket. Nick's mom had a meeting today so they spent the day watching cheesy romance movies. Currently it was Never Been Kissed, Charlie smiling fondly anytime something sweet or reminiscent of them happened because Nick would either squeeze him or nuzzle into his chest. Charlie subconsciously rubbed Nick's arms around his waist and traced small hearts and patterns on his back. Nick always loved the little forms of affection Charlie did without thinking, he thought it was cute.

"How accurate is this to you Charlie~?" He teased lightheartedly, feeling how Charlie's jaw dropped against his head, hand pausing where it was carding through the dirty blonde hair.

"Excuse you!" Charlie scoffed, acting overly offended by the accusation.

"You're so rude~" Charlie jokingly swiped part of the fuzzy blanket against his freckled face, eyes widening in surprise when Nick flinched back, scrunching his face up, huffing a bit. As if this boy could get any more adorable. Charlie couldn't help but exploit this, picking up a corner of the blanket, swiping it in slow methodical slides along Nick's ears, neck, cheeks, and nose. Nick's giggles are pure sunshine, he only twitched slightly instead of squirming away.

"You are way too cute, you are gonna be the death of me."