#ticklish!muichiro

[lee-lucius]

Tickletober Day 14: Soft

Summary: On a shared day off, Tanjiro and Muchiro spend it together reminiscing about their childhoods, and Tanjiro discovers something very interesting about his friend.

Word Count: 2,001

Muichiro rarely took days off. He had the option to but found it unnecessary unless he needed to recover from injuries. Before he recovered his memories, there was no reason to. He had nothing he wanted to do, no one he wanted to be with. He knew nothing of his previous life or family, and his only motivation was the ever-present rage that grounded him. 

Now, he knew what had happened to his family. There was still little reason for him to spend his time doing anything other than training and killing demons. He was a Hashira after all, his time was more valuable than the other slayers. 

But when Tanjiro had sent him a letter asking to spend some time together, he supposed he could take one day off.

Muichiro met him at the Butterfly Mansion. Tanjiro had written in his letter that he was recovering from some minor injuries he'd incurred on a mission, but Muichiro hadn't been prepared for the extent of them or the spark of anger that flared in him.

"Are you alright?" He asked, reaching up to gingerly touch the bandage around Tanjiro's head.

"I'm fine. Don't worry, it's worse than it looks," He reassured, smile as blinding as usual. Besides the bandages around his head and neck, he was walking with a noticeable limp in his right leg, and without his haori on, Muichiro could see more bandages around his ribs.

He didn't believe Tanjiro but didn't push. Instead he continued to worriedly examine Tanjiro, despite his protests, until he was satisfied. 

"It really isn't that bad! Miss Shinobu even said I could leave and go to town!"

"No."

"Oh, you don't want to? Did you have something else in mind?"

"You're still injured. You shouldn't leave. Can you even walk?" Muichiro asked, looking around Tanjiro's private room. He didn't see any crutches.

"Mhm! I can get around fine!" He insisted, standing from his seat on the bed and walking around the room for emphasis. Muichiro didn't seem impressed, making Tanjiro pout as he grabbed his robe and haori, slipping both on. He would have earlier, but he didn't realize how quickly Muichiro would arrive. 

"We'll stay here. I'll ask one of the girls to bring us a meal," Muichiro told him and was leaving before Tanjiro could react.

He didn't really mind. He thought they would enjoy a peaceful day walking around town, but he was content as long as he got to see Muichiro. They wrote to each other regularly, but it was rare to get to spend time together. He always treasured it when they could.

Muichiro returned quickly with Sumi, Kiyo, and Naho, each carrying food that they deposited on the table. The three girls huddled around Tanjiro, chattering with him for a few minutes before they left to return to their chores. 

The two boys kneeled across from each other at the table. As they began eating, an awkward silence fell over them. Tanjiro, while normally sociable, always found himself struggling to speak with Muichiro. It was easier when they wrote letters, when he didn't completely lose all sense looking at Muichiro, when the odd, pleasant warmth wasn't overwhelming.

Before he realized it, he was drawn out of his thoughts and blurted, "There's sakura mochi!"

Muichiro smiled at him, tilting his head to the side. "Is that your favorite?"

"No, but it's not little sister Hanako's absolute favorite! We only ever had it a few times, but she loves it! She practically drools anytime she sees it," He said, laughing at the fond memory.

"I didn't know you had any siblings other than Nezuko."

Tanjiro stilled, his smile tightening as a sad look passed over his face. "They passed. When Nezuko was turned…"

They were silent again. Muichiro waited for Tanjiro to continue speaking; he didn't. 

"I had an older brother," Muichiro began, "A twin. I couldn't remember him for a long time."

"That's awful," he frowned.

"It's okay," he smiled. It was better remembering. "I don't know what his favorite food was. We never had much, so we took what we could."

"We didn't either. I sold charcoal to support us."

"We provided for ourselves after our parents passed. He was always mad at me. And cold. Said I never worked hard enough or fast enough."

"That sounds a little like my brother Takeo! He could be a little harsh sometimes, but he's really a sweet kid."

"How many siblings do you have?"

He told him and named them, and they talked about them and Muichiro's brother. Tanjiro told him things that he hadn't thought about in years, because there was always something going on, some other threat, and there was rarely a moment for reflection like this. Once he got started, it was surprisingly easy for Tanjiro to talk about. There was almost something comforting about it, like a weight he hadn't realized was there was being lifted off of his chest.

Muichiro told him things too, about his brother and parents; memories that had barely just returned to him. Tanjiro wondered if it was as cathartic for him. It must have been, because neither of them could find it in them to stop talking, sharing stories until they were both smiling and laughing, feeling oddly at ease in having someone that understood and being able to escape that pain for a few moments. 

"I used to be a crybaby. It always annoyed him."

Tanjiro laughed good-naturedly. Muichiro didn't think he could do anything otherwise; he didn't have an ounce of malice in his body. "Really? It's hard to imagine with how you are now."

"Yeah. I don't think he liked seeing me upset. He always tried to cheer me up," Muichiro abandoned his half-eaten meal, shoving it away from him and busying his fingers with untangling his hair.

"How?" Tanjiro asked, tilting his head curiously. He also had stopped eating, but it seemed as if he had forgotten his food was there, as if all of his focus was on Muichiro. It was an odd feeling.

"Oh, he used to tickle me."

"I do that to my little siblings too! It's so cute whe—" Tanjiro cut himself off, staring at him with his mouth agape. "Wait! You're ticklish?"

"Uh, yeah," He felt his face redden slightly and blew a stray strand of hair out of his face. "Is that… not normal?"

"Oh, no!" Tanjiro shook his head, waving his hands, "I didn't mean anything bad by it! It's perfectly normal; I am too! I was only surprised considering how you were when we first met. I would have never thought that you were ticklish, though I guess it isn't more surprising than Genya…"

Muichiro laughed at Tanjiro's rambling and thought back to his earlier words, "You're a good big brother."

His eyes clouded over as he thought of Yuchiro. His memories had returned, but it still felt as if a piece of him was missing without his brother. There was a constant, piercing ache in his heart that oddly felt less painful the they talked, every word dulling the pain, if only for the moment. It helped, being here with Tanjiro.

He was drawn out of his thoughts when Tanjiro poked him in the side, making him shy away. He hadn't noticed when Tanjiro moved next to him. Had he missed something important again? 

"Sor—"

"You seem a little down today. It's a good thing I know how to cheer you up!" 

Tanjiro poked his side again, and Muichiro bit the inside of his cheek. He eyed Tanjiro cautiously and was greeted by a kind smile and gentle eyes that made his heart stutter. He trusted Tanjiro and knew he would never intentionally hurt him; it wasn't something he'd experienced in years, but if it ever were to happen again, he supposed he wouldn't mind if it was Tanjiro. After all, he had enjoyed those rare moments when his brother was affectionate.

Besides, it was nice to see Tanjiro smiling like that. Muichiro would do anything to keep him smiling like that.

"It's been awhile. I don't know if I'm still ticklish."

"Want to find out?" His eyes sparkled.

"Yeah," Muichiro's face felt hot.

"Okay," Tanjiro was kneeled beside him on the mats, earnest eyes that Muichiro couldn't meet bore into his skin as he skittered his fingers across his stomach. "Then let's try here!"

He gasped, squirming at the nostalgic sensation. "It seems like you still are! Now let's try somewhere else…"

Tanjiro tweaked his ribs, delighting in the small huffs he elicited from the other boy and his widening smile. His touch was gentle, barely ghosting over his skin in a way that left a tingling sensation long after the touch and made him yearn for more.

"You… don't have to—to be soho… gentle. I'm nahat that… fragile," Muichiro managed between his breathy giggles.

"If that's what you want!" Tanjiro's smile widened as he dug his fingers into his ribs. 

He squeaked, bursting into rapid giggles at the intense sensations. He clutched his hands into fists, straining to keep them at his side and ignored his instinct to curl up into a ball.

Tanjiro's touch was still light, allowing him to enjoy the sensation without desperately needing to escape. It was so different from Yuchiro. He tickled him mercilessly, wrecking him in his worst spots until his laughter was silent and he was on the verge of tears. It was awful but also left him feeling so light-headed and giddy he couldn't wait for it to happen again.

Tanjiro's hands shifted, moving to gently glide his short nails along Muichiro's back to give him a break.

Muichiro made an inhuman noise, giggles becoming louder and more rapid as he doubled over. He clenched his hands in Tanjiro's haori as he buried his face in his chest, too distracted by the ticklish sensations to realize how embarrassing their position was.

"Are you alright?" Tanjiro asked, stifling a laugh and temporarily stilling his hands.

He nodded against his chest, still giggling, and Tanjiro resumed his playful attack, making him writhe and shriek.

"That's good, because I'm really enjoying this! Your laugh is so cute!"

He bit back a groan, shaking his head that was still resting on Tanjiro's chest.

"You don't think it's cute?"

"Ihihihits nahahahaht!"

"Yes it is! It's adorable!"

"Nohoho! I behet yohohohours ihihis cuhuhuhuter!" 

"Wha—no it's not!" Tanjiro exclaimed, and the tickling suddenly stopped.

Muichiro's face burned as he realized what he'd said and their intimate position. Tanjiro was practically hugging him, and Muichiro was clinging to him. But he didn't want to stop. He was still lightly giggling when he finally mustered enough courage to peek up at Tanjiro. 

His face was as red as Muichiro's, his smile wide, and his eyes nervous. He didn't know what to make of that.

"I… I think you're cute," Tanjiro finally spoke up, voice hushed.

Muichiro's throat was dry. He didn't know if it was his or Tanjiro's heart that was beating so fast. 

He wasn't sure how much time had passed, but it was enough for Tanjiro's face to fall as if anticipating a rejection. He wouldn't get one.

Muichiro leaned closer, and before he realized what he was doing, he'd pressed a kiss to Tanjiro's cheek.

His smile was more radiant than Muichiro had ever seen it. Tanjiro reached out his hand to smooth out Muichiro's frazzled hair. 

After what felt like an eternity, Tanjiro said, "I like you."

He couldn't quite meet his eyes. "Me too."

This time, Tanjiro leaned in, and Muichiro met him halfway, sinking into the short, soft kiss—his first kiss.

Then Tanjiro pulled him into a hug, gently cradling him and burying his face into his shoulder, but Muichiro could still imagine the blinding grin and the red flush he must've had.

Once again, they sat together in silence, one that was comfortable and reflective, and Muichiro found himself quite thankful that he had taken the day off.

[ticklygiggles]

Omg omg omg! Three sentences game! Can you do some Lee!Muichiro and Ler!Tanjiro please? For the spot, neck! Like maybe Muichiro's long hair reminds him of Nezuko, and he offers to braid it or comb it out, only to keep brushing up against Muichiro's neck accidentally or on purpose cause Muichiro's a cutie

I hope you have fun! And hope the writer's block passes soon. Have a good day!

You seem so excited omg asjdjsf I love these cuties bonding dsjfjdf so of course I can write this for you! I hope you enjoy this! It got longer than expected ooooopppsss

“You know… I was thinking that your hair reminds me a little bit of Nezuko’s,” he said, gently grabbing one of Nezuko’s braids and showing the two different colors of her hair. “So I was just wondering if your hair would look as pretty when braided, Tokito-kun” he chuckled sheepishly. 

Muichiro looked at Nezuko’s braids and he noticed only then her hair also was two different colors. He looked at Tanjiro and even though he didn’t ask him if he could braid his hair, he could see the question in his bright, big eyes. Muichiro sighed and he turned around, his back facing Tanjiro’s. “That’s stupid, my hair would not look as pretty as Nezuko’s,” he said and he heard Tanjiro gasping softly before he was behind him, his gentle fingers weaving through his hair, trying to remove any knots.

Tanjiro’s touch really was gentle, Muichiro couldn’t help but relax, feeling the gentle pulls of his hair and hearing Tanjiro mumbling as he braided his hair. He even felt like falling asleep, but he just couldn’t because every time Tanjiro’s fingertips brushed against the back of his neck, he would jump slightly, a smile pulling at his lips. Over and over and over Tanjiro’s fingers would brush against his neck and Muichiro could barely stop himself from giggling, until he couldn’t. 

“Tahahahanjiro!” He laughed, scrunching his shoulders and tilting his head back when Tanjiro started to actually tickle his neck. “Ah, so you really are ticklish, huh? I was wondering why you were moving so much, Tokito-kun. You have a cute laugh, don’t you think so, Nezuko?” The girl hummed in agreement and much to Muichiro’s surprise, he felt her nails gently scratching at his exposed neck, making him laugh even more as he tried to escape from both siblings. 

“My brahahahaid!” Muichiro said between giggles, falling on his back as both Tanjiro and Nezuko tickled his neck away. “Ah, don’t worry, Tokito-kun, I have finished quite some time back!” Muichiro gasped, but he could barely do that as he kept laughing and laughing. “I wihihill gehehet you bahahack!”

Well, at least he really looked cute with his hair braided!

[italeean]

GUYS PLEASE-

I READ THIS FIC TWICE... IT WAS JUST... AAAAAAAAAHHH SO SO SO COMFORTING 😭😭😭

Like... how Muichiro asked specifically for Tanjiro to do it... and how he slowly warmed up to the feeling... and Nezuko joining... and Tanjiro telling her to be gentle... AND THEN TANJIRO BEING THE BEST BROTHER AAAAAHHH 🥹

And the ending... holy s*** the ending... poor Muichiro will have to run from Tengen and Sanemi 😹 I'm already picturing that in my mind

Borne Back Ceaselessly into the Past

Author's Note: Warning this is a tickle fic. This has been written for almost 2 weeks now. For the record, do not, I repeat DO NOT read this fic if you haven't watched episode 8 The Mu in Muichiro episode of Demon Slayer season 3 Swordsmith Village Arc and/or finished the entire manga.

Tagging (Note, I'm tagging people I talk to that I know watch demon slayer @italeean @wertzunge @myreygn @ticklygiggles @otomiya-tickles @giggly-squiggily @duckymcdoorknob

Muichiro knows the other hashiras get into tickle fights, but they take care not to include him. Before regaining his memories, he had forgotten what it was like to smile, let alone laugh. After meeting Tanjiro and everything that happened at the swordsmith village, he can recall faint memories of being tickled by his mom and dad before they died, leaving him and Yuichiro to fend for themselves. And maybe even rare times of his brother, Yuichiro tickling him whenever Muichiro annoyed him. He remembers the warmness from those moments, but he can only see the face that matches his own, albeit colder and stronger than he ever was then. The others are blurred like footprints in the sand washed away by the sea.

But he’s unsure. He attributes tickling to happy things. Yet, all these emotions he gets to experience once more are sometimes overwhelming and confusing. His survival instincts have told him to lash out, so thinks the rest or all of the hashiras would be too much.

Muichiro knows that Oyakata-sama, Tanjiro, and the hashiras care about him, but a part of him is afraid of hurting someone. The former two are kind and considerate. Shinobu is what he imagines his mom was like before she got sick. Sanemi and Obanai are strong. Although Mitsuri and Tengen can be a bit much sometimes, they have good hearts and care about the ones they love. And Gyomei is gentle despite his size and wise even though he’s blind, knowing what others need before they realize it themselves.

He doesn’t know who to go to. He’s been able to hear and remember the other hashiras’ stories, so he knows whom he doesn’t want.

“Tanjiro?”

Tanjiro greets Muichiro with the same dizzying smile, radiating such warmth and kindness that breaks through almost every wall he has. It’s so infectious that Muichiro can’t help but return the gesture. “Yes, Tokito?”

There’s a tightness in his chest. It bubbles up into his throat, and he feels like he is drowning in his own saliva. His heart is beating, no humming, like hummingbird wings. He imagines his eyes are rounder than normal as he stares at Tanjiro. Muichiro’s brain is telling him to flee.

Tanjiro’s eyebrows furrow. “Is something wrong?”

He doesn’t reply right away. Something in his head tells him he’s just nervous, but the new feeling isn’t welcome, nonetheless. “I’m…fine.”

“Well, you can talk to me if you ever need to,” Tanjiro replies with a smaller smile this time.

Muichiro debates shielding his eyes.

“Did you need something in particular?”

‘N-no?” Muichiro stammers, clenching his sword.

In reality, he knows he can ask Tanjiro for any favor, and Tanjiro would do everything in his power to fulfill the said request, but the words just won’t come. “Remember when you told me about your siblings?”

Tanjiro’s smile falters for a bit, but it quickly returns, his eyes softening. “Of course. Is there something else you want to know?”

“Huh?” Muichiro says, feeling a faint warmth on his cheeks. “It’s not that…”

“Did you need something, then?”

He’s smacked in the face by memories of someone younger and sweeter than the person he is now. He can remember bits and pieces. Tanjiro is reminiscent of shared laughter and making food with his family. It’s a feeling filled with joy, like sitting under a tree when rays of sunshine hit your face in just the right place to warm your entire body. The birds are chirping, and every negative emotion you have is replaced by the love you give and the love you get from others.

And yet, it’s sad and distant, even though Muichiro knows he can find it among the demon slayer corps, but he doesn’t know if he has enough time to trust everyone enough to feel the same way again. When he’s reminded of the person, the child he used to be, he mourns the lost innocence and the big heart his brother admired.

Muichiro takes a deep breath. It’s moments like these that remind him that Tanjiro is older than him, if only by a year or so. They’re both kids. He doesn’t like being reminded that they’re so young, but they’ve gone through so much.

“You know the thing you’d do with your siblings?” he says, turning the statement into a question.

Tanjiro’s eyes widen, blinking in response. “Oh?” He cocks his head to the right. “I know you’re still warming up to that kind of stuff, so I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

“But if it’s you, then I don’t mind?” Muichiro mumbles, contemplating digging a hole in the ground and throwing himself inside it. Right now, he really wishes Tanjiro wasn’t looking at him the way he is. If a person would ever befriend a demon that wasn’t Nezuko, Tanjiro would be the one to do so.

“Well, where do you want me to start?”

Well, there’s no turning back, Muichiro supposes, as his face grows hotter. “Uhm…I don’t even remember where I’d be…you know...”

Tanjiro chuckles. “Let’s go inside where it’s more comfortable.”

Somehow in the few minutes it takes them to walk into one of the rooms in butterfly mansion, every Kakushi they pass is left glowing with happiness when Tanjiro greets them by name. Muichiro normally keeps to himself, but he might consider talking to them every once in a while.

“Can you sit in front of me?” Tanjiro asks after he kneels on the tatami mats in one of the mansion’s spare training rooms.

Muichiro’s fingers twitch as he fights the urge to fiddle with his hair, a habit he’s picked up when he’s confused or unsure. “Like this?” he asks, sitting down with his legs crossed and flat on the ground.

“That’s fine,” Tanjiro hums. He holds his hands out for Muichiro to see.

Muichiro stares at Tanjiro’s hands, his lips faintly twitching.

Tanjiro grins at his reaction. “It’s okay. We can do this at the speed you’re comfortable with.”

“…I’m just a little nervous,” he admits. Although Tanjiro’s words are comforting to a degree, Muichiro wishes his bangs were a bit longer to cover his entire face. He settles on covering his eyes with his sleeves.

“We can go slow if you’d like.”

He peeks at Tanjiro behind his fingers. “I-I think I’d be okay with that.  I just don’t know where to start.”

“Let’s start with something easy,” Tanjiro says with a chuckle, “How about your sides?”

Muichiro closes his eyes and nods before he can change his mind. He’s nervous, but he doesn’t find himself scared in any way. He trusts Tanjiro. He knows he can trust Tanjiro to stop if he feels uncomfortable.

“I want you to see what I’m doing.” Tanjiro holds up his hands in claws.

Maybe Muichiro isn’t ticklish anymore. Maybe his body has forgotten what the sensation is like.

At the electric feeling that shoots up his body, he does not topple over backward. He does not squeak when Tanjiro’s fingers make contact with his sides with a gentle flutter. His face does not flush when Tanjiro comments that Muichiro reacts just like Tanjiro’s brother, Takeo.

“Are you okay?” Tanjiro asks. Muichiro can hear that Tanjiro is equal parts amused and concerned.

And he does not pout when he replies. “I’m fine.”

“How does it feel? Am I good to keep going?”

Muichiro thinks for a moment. “…It’s different, but not in a bad way?”

He grumbles to himself when the statement comes out like a question. After losing his memories, but before recovering them, he knows his smiles are few and far between. The ones he can remember are mostly mocking enemies or forced by an overzealous Mitsuri’s hands pulling at his lips when she gets carried away.

Muichiro’s lips twitch once more, a movement that Tanjiro still doesn’t miss. “You can keep going,” he mumbles.

“Are you going to come back up here or am I going to have to go down there.”

“Noooooo,” Muichiro whines, covering his face with his left arm.

It’s just tickling. He’s seen the tickle fights the other hashiras and the demon slayers get into.

But why does he feel so light and almost giddy? It’s an emotion he’s not familiar with at all. He might have felt this way before but can’t quite remember when. Was it before he became a demon slayer? Before it was just him and Yuichiro? When his mom and dad were still alive?

He doesn’t know where this feeling came from, but he wants to find out, so he doesn’t want this, everything that’s happened after regaining his memories, to stop.

Muichiro doesn’t want to forget anymore.

When Tanjiro’s fingers start moving again, he finds himself giggling, the laughter bubbling out of his mouth like a babbling brook. He likes to think of himself as a serious person for the most part, but he just can’t stop laughing.

Besides the tickling, there’s a fluttering sensation in the back of his mind that reminds him of…home, so he just lies on the ground with his arms on his chest as more laughter pours out of him.

Muichiro’s face hurts from smiling for so long.

“Your laughter is brighter than I imagined,” Tanjiro says as if reading Muichiro’s mind. “…It’s cute.”

Muichiro cackles at the comment when Tanjiro pokes at his ribs. “I’m naahaat cuteee.”

Tanjiro clicks his tongue. “That’s what someone cute would say, right Nezuko?”

Muichiro hadn’t noticed that Nezuko had been in the room. It didn’t surprise him, since he knew Tanjiro and Nezuko were usually together, but he couldn’t focus on the details as Nezuko nuzzles her hair into his neck.

He shrieks at the slight roughness of her hair, but he wishes that necks were less sensitive. He wishes his neck was less sensitive.

Tanjiro laughs, wiggling his fingers into Muichiro’s underarms. “You have to be gentle, Nezuko.”

This time his elbows move back, arms clamping to his sides. “Aaahaaaha. Waahait. Wait. Wait,” he blubbers.

The tickling stops immediately. “Did we go too far?” Tanjiro asks, his voice oozing concern.

“No. no!” Muichiro says. And no, he does not squawk. “I just wanted to say thank you.”

Tanjiro’s face brightens at Muichiro’s words.

“M-mmph! Mmph.” Nezuko replies as she lies down beside Muichiro.

“Do you want tickles, too, Nezuko?”

“Mmhhp,” she giggles when Tanjiro’s hands spider around her stomach.

Muichiro can’t help but smile at the two of them. Maybe he and Yuichiro used to look like that when they were younger.

Tanjiro smirks at him. “Oh, don’t think I forgot about you.”

He squeals when Tanjiro does the same to his stomach, arching into Tanjiro’s fingers because it tickles too much. He doesn’t want to reminisce about his tragic past anymore, he just wants to let the happiness and laughter take over him.

Muichiro can see the same soft smile on Tanjiro’s face when he talks about his siblings. It comforts him.

“No. No. Noohohoho,” he yells when Tanjiro’s fingers slip past his sides to the small of his back. His body slams back to the ground as he cackles, snorting when Tanjiro hits the slight dimples above the back of his waist.

It tickles. It tickles. It tickles.

“Ooh. I think I found a good spot,” Tanjiro says, laughing along with Muichiro.

Scratch that. Now he wishes his back was as ticklish as his neck, but he doesn’t feel overwhelmed. He supposes that this is the biggest range of happy emotions he’s ever experienced. The sensations that make this uncontrollable laughter spill out of him aren’t bad, they’re just something he needs to get used to.

The bottom half of his body is less sensitive than the top half of his body, but he can’t help the snorts that burn his nose when Tanjiro scribbles his hands behind his knees or the way his eyes close when Tanjiro pinches his thighs.

When tears are prickling at the edge of his eyes, and Muichiro’s face has become a little red from laughing so hard, the tickling stops. Muichiro can tell his hair is a little messy, but he finds that he doesn’t mind when Nezuko curls into his lap.

Nezuko hums when Muichiro starts running his fingers through her hair. “Thank you for that, Tanjiro,” he says, trying to return the blinding smile that Tanjiro has on his face.

“No thanks needed. I’m happy to do it any time,” Tanjiro replies with a somehow even bigger smile than normal.

“Who started a tickle fight without me,” Tengen calls out, sticking his head in the doorway. “Oh?”

Tengen looks at Muichiro’s hair and then at Tanjiro and Nezuko.

“All right, why didn’t anyone tell me we could tickle Muichiro now,” Tengen says in a mock hurt tone.

“Huh…This is kind of new, I guess…”

Tengen holds a hand as if to ask for permission before patting Muichiro’s head. “Well, I’m happy then. Now to find Sanemi. That grumpy bastard is going to get used to smiling at some point.”

Muichiro’s face morphs back into its usual blank slate. He can’t get the past back, but maybe being here, with them, is enough.

[lanb3r]

OH...OH SHI-

Muichiro:*sees everyone in Kny being tickled by tama*

Muichiro: She is not gonna get m-

Tama: *pops out of nowhere*HI!

@lovelymessybubbly this is a gift :)

[mikasa-imadebiscults]

im OBSESSED with demon slayer + ur work!!

could you pls do the hashira reaction to their s/o giving them lots of affection so they let their guard down, and then they suddenly start a pillow fight and tickle them?

This was funny in my head 😭

(HEY ANON! YOU’RE OBSESSED WITH MY WORK?? THAT’S CRAZY, THANK YOU SO MUCH. The kind words really mean a lot. Anyways I hope you enjoy this and have a wonderful day.)

Hashira with an Affectionate S/O

(Characters Included- All the Hashira)

(Warning: Fluff, fluff, fluff)

🦋Shinobu Kocho🦋

- Likes the affection you give her. Especially if you give her a massage after a long stressful day. She loves to reciprocate it back by tracing your scars or marks, giving you a quick peck on the lips, and etc.

- Unfortunately for you, if you decide to start any pillow fights, you’ll lose. Shinobu is very fast and can dodge your “attacks” easily. Having these silly little fights relieves her from the stresses of the world. She’s grateful that she can have these moments with you.

🐍Iguro Obanai🐍

- Not big on PDA cause he gets embarrassed but doesn’t mind small things like holding hands and the sort.

- Obanai was just enjoying the silence with you wrapped in his haori and saw you grab the pillow. He thought you were just adjusting it until it headed towards his face. He blocked it with his arm and before he could even say a word you tickled him. He flinched because he’s a little ticklish but managed to stop you. He was like “How dare you” afterwards, but secretly he didn’t mind this silly side of yours.

🍡Mitsuri Kanroji🍡

- Always accepts the affection openly. She’s big on PDA, everyone can instantly tell that you two are dating. Squeezes you in the biggest hug before letting you go to get oxygen.

- One day when you two were cuddling, you felt the need to choose (playful) violence. So you swiftly grabbed the nearest pillow and hit your girlfriend with it. When she felt a pillow hit her face it stunned her a bit but she quickly snapped out of it and fought back. Both you and her were laughing nonstop.

🔥Kyojuro Rengoku🔥

- He thinks your affectionate side is admirable. Always reciprocates it when he can. Some of his favorite things that you do is when you surprise him with a hug and lean on him whenever you’re tired or sleeping.

- When you started the pillow fight he chuckled at it and asked if you’re challenging him. As soon as you said yeah he’ll be like “Alright then, prepare yourself.” And the both of you will just have a good time being silly together.

🔊Tengen Uzui🔊

- He always smiles or chuckles at the affection. Definitely would crack your back if he hugged you back really hard. Though when you’re hugging him, he mainly puts one hand on your back while the other is patting your head.

- You won’t be able to surprise him, he’ll hear the pillow coming from a mile away and grab it. Once he has it he’ll throw it at you while saying something cocky like “You thought that you could sneak in an attack against ME?”

☁️Muichiro Tokito☁️

- He is confused at first on why you were so affectionate but he doesn’t mind it. Might be a little tense though.

- You’ll definitely catch him off guard if you hit him when he’s zoned out. He’ll instantly snap out of it and start dodging the pillows. If you tried to tickle him he’d grab your hand and tickle your stomach as revenge. He would be laughing while you’re trying to get free.

🌪️Sanemi Shinazugawa🌪️

- Secretly enjoys your affection but he mainly reciprocates it in private when it’s just you and him instead of in public.

- When the both of you were laying down together, you suddenly ticked him and he quickly moved away. He wouldn’t even face you because of the embarrassment because he didn’t want you to find out that he was a bit ticklish. (He will still deny it even after the incident)

🌊Giyuu Tomioka🌊

- He gets used to your affection after a few weeks of dating you. Tries to reciprocate but it’ll take him time. Though he does get better over time.

- He was all relaxed until you suddenly hit him in the face with a pillow. He would be confused about the sudden pillow fight. He’ll just sit there and blink at you while he’s still getting hit. Then he’ll question if he did something wrong so you’ll have to reassure him.

🪨Gyomei Himejima🪨

- Gyomei enjoys your affection and tries his best to reciprocate it. Though he’ll be a lot more gentle than you, for example if you hug him really tightly he’ll hug back gently because he doesn’t want to hurt you.

- He’s not ticklish so if you tried to tickle him it wouldn’t have an effect on him. Though he will be smiling at you cause he thinks you’re adorable.

Masterlist

[giggly-squiggily]

Heyy!! Uhm, I don’t really know if it’s okay to request this for the drabble event since it’s in the latest season of Demon Slayer- if it is, I hope you can accept my request. If not, feel free to ignore this request!

When muichiro regains his memory and is back to his old self, acting like an actual teenager, he likes teasing Romantic!Reader for fun, exploiting every weakness he finds in his s/o hehehe preferably with tickles pls

Awwww! I love this so much jarjkaekjrejkarj Muichiro is a dollbaby- he deserves only the world! I've gotcha covered, anon!

“Eeh! Stop!” You cried, leaning away when he poked your hip.

“Why? Are you ticklish?” He poked you again, giggling when you swatted at his hand halfheartedly. “I didn’t know this- did I forget or were you always this sensitive?”

“Shush! I’m trying to make the pla-ahahne!” You yelped when he poked you again, this time in the waist. “It’s gonna be croohohoked!”

“That’s fine. Means I’ll win.” Poke poke poke. Each jab and prod made you giggle and twitch, the plane in your hands getting more and more wrinkly. 

“Thihihis is cheheahhaating!” You cried, reaching out and poking him back. To your delight, he yelped and flinched, surprised at his own ticklishness. “Oh you’re ticklish too? Bring it on!”

“Oh I will!” He dropped his own plane and began poking you right back, laughing as you giggled and squirmed. A battle commenced, the two of you abandoning your projects as you jabbed at each other's torsos. He managed to land a solid prod at a particularly bad spot- making you squeal and fall back.

“Gotcha!” He quickly clambered on top of you, scratching at the spot with all ten fingers. You squealed and writhed, kicking your feet and throwing your head back as you burst into laughter.

“Muhuuhuuhichihihihro noohohohoho! Aheahahhahaha, it’s nohohohohot fahhahahahir!” You tried to get him back, squeezing at his sides and making him twitch. Alas- his Hashira training overruled whatever rank you were- leaving you basically defenseless. “Gehahahahhaa cohoohohme ohohohohn! Leheheheht mehehehe up!”

“No way! You’re so cute like this.” He teased, drinking in your smile. “I don’t think I’ve seen you this happy in a while; I want to take my time.”

“Ohoohohoh I sehehehee hoohohow it is! Whehehell- thahahake this!” You brought your legs up, wrapping them around his waist and twisting. A power move you learned from Shinobu- you were able to pin him on his back. “Thehehere!”

Muichiro blinked, slightly dazed. Then he was laughing, open and freely and happy. “Yohohou did! That was cool- teach me!”

You stared, then you were laughing too, leaning down and hugging him close as the two of you giggled yourselves silly. “I wihihill! I’ll shohohoohw you laahhahater.”

Send me a headcanon and I'll write a 300-500 word dabble for it!

[ghostlyforxst]

PT.1||PT.2 (COMING SOON)

GENDER: Gender Neutral Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere Tendencies

CHARACTERS: Gyomei Himejima, Sanemi Shinazugawa, Muichiro Tokito, and Obanai Iguro.

GYOMEI HIMEJIMA

Your shoulders sagged, rising and falling with each heavy breath, scowling at the conceited demon.

"Already tired out," the bastard taunted, "I've barely done anything?"

You grunted, your hand pressuring against the gash on your abdomen, stumbling on your feet as you hoisted yourself back up. You looked away from your feet, choking on your breath as you came face to face with the ravening beast.

You quickly positioned yourself in your fighting stance, swinging your nichirin blade sluggishly.

"Such a pathetic excuse of a demon slayer, so weak." The demon laughed, striking you to the ground.

He looked down upon you and chuckled, "now to end your suffering."

You flinched away, your eyes squinching close as you prepared for the worst, but nothing came. You cautiously opened your eyes and peered up. There the demon stood, stunned and mouth agape, before his head fell to the ground.

You cried out in relief and just before your vision went black, you caught a glimpse of the intimidating figure of the stone hashira.

Gyomei lingered by your bedside, worried, praying for your recovery. When he had finally gotten to you, you were so pitiful,,,tiny compared to him. Gyomei felt an urgent need to protect you, even though you were a stranger to him. He doesn't need his sight to tell you were a delightful person, your presence felt comforting. It made him cry knowing that you were hurt, but from now on he promises himself no harm will ever come to you. Once you've woken, he'll be ready to learn more about you.

SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA

You closed the doors behind you, after being informed by Ubuyashiki that you were assigned a mission with wind hashira. You sighed, grumbling, and stepped from the door. Seriously, you did not want to get together with him—not wanting to handle his aggressive and ill-mannered behavior.

You'd barely rounded the corner before you collided into a chest, you glanced up and stiffened. "Speaking of the devil…"

He frowned at you, "I've been looking for you, let's get to going."

You nodded and trailed behind him, quietly.

The mission was far from what you thought it to be, Sanemi was far from what you thought he would be; it was quick, Sanemi riding the demons before you could make a slash on the monstrous being, and he didn't act like a demon himself. He made small talk, asking about you and being attentive. Though those questions and actions held nightmarish intentions, to be knowledgeable about you and you two be more inseparable. He is hoping it'll advance into something more and if it doesn't, you being missing isn't a problem.

MUICHIRO TOKITO

The grass flutters against your exposed skin, tall and verdant, with the breeze—enjoying the calmness after a difficulty with a demon. You hummed ambling further into the meadow until you toppled over, yelping and frantic to catch yourself. You glanced down and gasped, there a boy laid as he observed you frantically spew apologies.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't see you-"

Muichiro watched aloofly before he raised a finger and flicked your forehead, "it's fine."

Muichiro wasn't sure what lured him to feel a way with you, you consumed his thoughts and his actions—he couldn't forget you.

OBANAI IGURO

You peered down at the albino serpent, his scales stroking your ticklish skin as he coiled around your leg. You had an idea who the snake belonged to, a man you really didn't conversate with nor interacted with, Iguro Obanai. You smiled, cautiously lowering your hand towards the reptile, and let him curl around your arm. "Hello, where's your owner?"

"Behind you."

Though neither of you engaged with each other, Obanai watched you from afar. Admiring you as you spoke to others, friendly and ambitious to help, jealous that he wasn't the one you were speaking to you—snapping at people who gave you dirty looks or treated you unfairly. Obanai was your guardian from the shadows, but now he was prepared to come out.

[beddybites]

How did everyone else find out about the baby situation? Did the blood demon art (...I'm assuming that's what it was; on second thought I can't remember if you specifically said that's what happened) take a while to set in and they were already back at HQ, or did the kakushi find them and bring them back?

Also what were the other hashira's initial reactions?

thats still to be determined-- i have yet to really iron that part out. i was thinking the three had JUST returned from their mission when the blood demon art took effect

Alternatively, the three are hit with the blood demon art, and Sanemi and Giyuu's crows go to get help. Since Gyomei is closeby, he is the first to find the three. After reeling over these three tiny babies, he takes them back to the headquarters, where they inevitably face the rest of the Hashira!

what were their reactions...? great question!

Hashira Reactions:

Shinobu: she couldn't help but giggle at their situation, but she quickly looked them over and ensured they were healthy physically. after they found some fitting clothes, she began to endlessly tease the boys-- particularly Giyuu, because, of course, she would tease Giyuu. she kept joking about how cute they were and how they should leave them like that, which was followed by Sanemi trying to throw something at her but failing miserably. Giyuu reluctantly lets her hold him, and then it turns into Giyuu not letting anyone aside from his closest friend, except for Gyomei. Gyomei's wonderful. Rengoku, too.

Tengen: similarly, Tengen cracked up. at first he was more confused and taken aback than anything, but once he knew for certain they were okay, he began joking around alongside Shinobu. he vocally brainstormed what kind of outfits to put them in, resulting in all three babies shrieking/whining at him. he claims Sanemi right off the bat and learns the baby is super ticklish. He spends a good chunk of the interaction tickling the little guy whenever Sanemi gets frustrated or angry. at one point, Sanemi pulled on his hair, so he tickled Sanemi nonstop until the baby could babble strings of reluctant apologies

Gyomei: he's really conflicted due to his backstory revolving young children, but his caregiver instincts take over, and he fawns over them. being the one to find the babies, he's the first to hold and comfort them, so of course, being as paternal as he is, he gets attached. once he took them back to the other Hashira and explained the situation, Shinobu began checking their vitals and what not, and he would continuously pipe up to ask how they were. this was soon followed by him bringing up how they needed to get the babies fed and taken care of-- which, again, had all three in distress/embarrassed

Rengoku: His big brother instincts go CRAZY. Similar to Gyomei, he automatically begins fussing over them and asking a lot of questions to make sure they're alright—though Rengoku asks the babies directly: "Are you okay?" "How old are you?" "Which demon did this to you?" "Are you hungry?" "What kind of food do you guys eat?" "Or are you still nursing?"... that sort of thing!

Muichiro: oh he thinks the situation is hilarious. he's completely monotone and stoic during the first encounter, but the second he's with the three babies, he's teasing them. he talks to the babies as normal and will just calmly ask, "Do you need a nap?" and says things like, "You're fussing an awful lot. Maybe you need a bottle."

he's basically a little shit. however, he does ease up later when he realizes Obanai, in particular, is having a really hard time, and his soft spot for him becomes evident. Obanai always looked out for him, so he wants to look out for Obanai! he becomes his main target in the teasing but is also obviously Muichiro's favorite. Muichiro will ruthlessly tease Sanemi, though. he thinks its funny

Mitsuri: she was in TEARS the second she saw the babies, and Tengen had to hold her back from rushing over and scooping them up. she thinks they're adorable and is already scheming with Tengen on how to dress them up, and what to buy them, and what not! once she was given the okay, she darted over and fussed over the three like they were actual babies-- only to be mortified when she was informed they all maintained their memories. she was flustered for a while, but once Obanai began to get really distressed, she jumped back into action. she would end up cradling him and kissing his little head until he calmed down, and of course, everyone just gave them knowing stares. Obanai was very embarrassed. Mitsuri interpreted this as Obanai getting fussy again, so she just returned to snuggling him.

feel free to ask more questions or send in hcs and what not! i love this au oh so very much...

[mah-t-wordblog]

Hi! Can you accept a Lee! Muichiro, Lers! Tanjiro and some hunters?

Referring to the last chapter, it could be that when Tanjiro asks Muichiro to be kinder to others and challenges him to a tickling competition, replacing the paper airplanes, and with the help of the others, they defeat him.

Please and thanks

I think I made some changes to your request, but nothing that affects the whole story, I hope you like it anyway!!!

You need to be kinder!

Lee: Muichiro Tokito

Ler: Tanjiro Kamado

❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡

Ships: NONE

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

❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡

Tanjiro ran to Muichiro, they were in the hashira’s mansion

“Muichiro!”

“Yes, Tanjiro?”

The redhead looked at the other

“My friends asked me to ask you something…” Tanjiro pointed to the other swordsmen who were hiding behind some trees for fear of Muichiro

The youngest didn’t understand

“What?”

“They wanted you to be more careful with your words, maybe if you spoke in a kinder way”

“But… am I not already much kinder than I used to be?”

Tanjiro smiled “that’s what I told them”

The other hunters sighed and thought they had no chance

“I don’t think I can solve your problem Tanjiro, I’m sorry” Muichiro was about to leave, but he felt someone tug on his sleeve

“Oh, you can’t? I’m sure you can” Tanjiro said in a more threatening voice

“Oh no, don’t you dare!” The blue-haired boy exclaimed in fright

The swordsmen hidden in the background of the scene began to get even more scared of Tanjiro, what was that boy up to? What was he going to do with Tokito?

“Come here!” Tanjiro jumped on top of the other

The hunters thought they would start fighting

But… did they hear laughter?

Muichiro was laughing out loud, they had never heard the Hashira laugh like that

“T-Tanjiro?” One of the swordsmen asked

“It’s okay, don’t worry, I always tickle Tokito to get what I want”

“TAHAHANJIROHOHO” Muichiro tried to stop him, he was blushing and very embarrassed that the others were seeing him like that

“Come on! Come on! You can help me, don’t worry, Muichiro won’t get mad, right?” The redhead asked his victim, he really wouldn’t mind but he was too embarrassed to admit it

A hunter had the courage to do what Tanjiro suggested, approaching to help

Then there were two more

Soon there was a person on each of Muichiro’s sensitive spots

“PLEHEHEAHAHSEHE”

“How about being more gentle?” Tanjiro teased

“I’LL DOHOHO ANYHYTHIHIHING”

Tanjiro asked with his hands for the others to stop

Muichiro covered his face

“You’re embarrassed Mui” Tanjiro asked “no need to be”

“We all feel ticklish” a hunter said “for example…” that boy tickled a friend next to him

The same one retaliated

A little while later two more started to fight

After a while, those people turned into a giant ball of tickling

Thousands of loud laughter and screams coming from all sides

“We can all be friends, right Tanjiro?” Muichiro said, smiling

“Of course we can!”

“I hope all these people live long lives, and can laugh always”

Tanjiro smiled and pocked Muichiro, the youngest laughed

“Hey! Your turn!” He jumped on Tanjiro

Soon the two had already joined the great tickle fight

The laughter was contagious and it was very good to hear

After that day Muichiro really was kinder to the other hunters, he felt more comfortable with them, and Tanjiro fulfilled the desperate request of his friends

❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡

Thanks for reading 💛💛

[lee-lucius]

Tickletober Day 13: Sneak Attack

Summary: When the Hashiras run into each other while returning from missions, Mitsuri is shocked Muichiro doesn't remember her and decides he deserves a tickly punishment.

Word Count: 2,088

"Who are you?"

Mitsuri didn't know what to say to that.

She was a friendly person, and she deeply admired her fellow Hashira. She tried to bond with them and greatly enjoyed the time they spent together. Admittedly, she hadn't spent as much time with Muichiro as she had with some of the others. Still, it should be enough for him to remember her!

She gaped at him, awkwardly floundering with her hands as she tried to overcome her embarrassment. 

"Ah—well it's me… Mitsuri Kanroji… the Love Hashira?" She said with a confused tilt to her voice that made it seem more like a question. She kept talking until something like recognition bloomed in his cloudy eyes.

"Oh. Did you need something?"

Heat flooded her face as she sheepishly rubbed the back of her neck. This wasn't going how she expected. She simply wanted to say hello to her fellow Hashira and perhaps share a meal, but she hadn't thought he would be so aloof!

"No! I was just—" She cut herself off, noticing the cut on his neck. His whole appearance was disheveled, his uniform was bloodstained, and his right leg was dragging slightly behind his left. She'd noticed it when she first approached him, but his response quickly distracted her from her worry. "Are you hurt?"

"It's only minor injuries. I was going to go to the Butterfly Mansion to be treated." He said, gazing up at the sky.

"Eh?! But–but that's so far from here! It would take days to get there! Especially if your leg is injured!" Mitsuri protested, frantically gesturing with her arms. "There's a house with a wisteria crest nearby! Let's go there instead!"

He stared at her for a long moment with a puzzled look. "What?"

She realized he must've spaced out again. It wasn't surprising; he had always been a bit scatter-brained. "Come on! Let's get you some help!"

The walk took longer than it should have with Muichiro's injured leg. Mitsuri had offered to help and crouched down. He hadn't understood why and stared at her until she stood back up, red-faced and talking rapidly. She was like a little chick that wouldn't stop chirping.

Finally, they arrived at a house and were greeted by an elderly couple. A doctor was summoned for him, and Mitsuri disappeared somewhere during his treatment. His injuries weren't severe. Some cuts and scrapes that were quickly dressed, and there was a break or a sprain or something that Muichiro had lost focus on when the doctor explained it. He was too busy trying to remember the name of a bird he saw through the window.

"Are you feeling better?" 

Muichiro had been so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't notice the doctor leave or Mitsuri enter. She must have been bathing because her hair was wet and gathered in rivulets around her, except for a section she was gathering and braiding together. It was pretty. He wondered why it was such an odd color.

"I'm fine," He said, standing up and ignoring the pain in his leg. "I'll be leaving now."

"What? But we just got here!" She cried, dropping the half-made braid.

"Our time is more valuable as Hashiras. Every second we waste leads to someone's death. You aren't even injured. Can you afford to waste your time lounging around here?"

Her mouth fell open, and her face turned red again. It took her a moment to compose herself before she spoke. "You're right… but I don't think that's fair! We're humans, not demons! We need to rest and take breaks, or else we can't perform! We'll make mistakes and get hurt!"

Muichiro stared at her, unconvinced and blank-faced, so she continued to blabber on. "Besides! It's morning so no demons are out! And–and I haven't received a new mission yet, so I have nowhere I need to go! And I don't think you've gotten one either!"

He sighed. It was early. It would be at least half a day before the sun set and demons could hunt; his crow hadn't alerted him of any other pressing matters, and the throbbing in his foot worsened when he walked. He supposed he could spend a few hours eating and resting before he pursued his next mission. It had been a long time since he'd had a proper meal, or rest for that matter, but he doubted he'd have enough time for that.

Tilting his head at Mitsuri, he asked, "Do they have food?"

Her entire being brightened. She was radiant. Smiling and laughing, she clapped her hands together and ran out of the room, promising she'd return with food. He sat back down in his provided bed, toying with a few stands of his hair as he tried to replicate her braid.

After a few failed attempts and getting distracted by the chittering of his crow, Mitsuri returned with the couple, carrying a table and large portions of food.

He didn't need to be confined to his bed, but they insisted on bringing everything to him. They probably would have fed him if he'd let them.

Mitsuri proved to be a surprisingly voracious eater. He didn't expect such a dainty girl to eat so much and lost count after her sixth serving. 

The food was good. Warm. Oddly nostalgic. It happened quite often. He'd recognize something familiar. From his old life. The fog around his memories receded just enough for him to recall it without being able to place it; there was never enough to remember anything of value—to unmuddle his mind.

She couldn’t stop talking throughout the meal, either. Mindless chatter and tirades that Muichiro found himself enjoying when he could focus on what she was saying. She didn’t mind when he spaced out and continued on, filling the silence or repeating the question a few times until his attention returned.

“Hm?” He asked, noticing her expectant stare as he tuned back in.

“Do you have any family?” She repeated. She was nice—patient. He knew how easy it was to be annoyed by him. Most people, that he could remember, were.

Before he completely lost focus again, he shifted his gaze back towards Mitsuri instead of the wall it was veering towards.

“I don’t know.” 

If he did have one, he had no memories of them. The thought of it left him with a vague longing and sadness that accompanied every other mention of his past, but it made no difference. The fog never cleared.

“Oh,” For a moment, a remarkably sad look passed over Mitsuri’s face, but it quickly brightened again with an enthusiastic smile. “That’s okay! You can make your own family someday! Soon, I want to get married and have lots of kids! You can too, when you’re older!”

He cocked his head to the side. He didn’t know her well but couldn’t recall any mention of a partner. “Who are you going to marry?”

Another blush spread as she cupped her hands around her face, laughing nervously. “Well… I don’t know exactly who yet… but I want to marry someone who’s stronger than me. That’s actually why I joined the Corps…”

He thought for a moment. “Gyomei is pretty strong.”

“Yes, but he’s a bit too old for me. And I… already have my eye on someone else!” Her blush grew as she admitted it.

“Who?”

Shaking her head rapidly, she waved him off with a gasp. “No! There’s no way I could tell you that! It’s too embarrassing! And how come you remember Gyomei’s name but you couldn’t remember me?!”

He shrugged. He’d finished his meal and glanced at the bed, debating whether he should rest before he left for his next mission.

Mitsuri smiled, eyes twinkling. "I think I should teach you a lesson! One that you'll never forget!" She exclaimed, shuffling closer to him.

"What do you mean?" 

"It's a method I've mastered over years of training. My—" She lunged at him, rapidly squeezing his sides,"—ultimate tickle attack!"

Muichiro gasped, his eyes widening as he burst into laughter, cringing away from her touch. "Whahat ahare yohohou dohoing?"

"I told you already! I'm teaching you a lesson!" She said, cooing at the adorable noises coming from the younger boy. 

He squirmed at the oddly familiar sensation. He recognized it—tickling—but couldn't quite place it in his memories; there was only a vague sense of warmth and longing. 

His instincts urged him to get away, but he was tired. He was tired, and his leg was injured, and it wasn't entirely unpleasant, and—and in his faint memories, there was only joy.

So he could let Mitsuri have a little fun.

"You're so cute! Cute! Cute! Cute!" She cheered, poking his ribs with each exclamation. 

He squeaked, swatting at her hands as she poked him, making him slowly slink to the ground. With a laugh, she eased his fall, cushioning his head and continuing her attack.

A flush spread across his cheeks, an odd embarrassment coursing through him at her teasing. Cute certainly wasn't a word often used to describe him. He was a Hashira, after all, and not even one of the nicer, bubblier ones like Mitsuri; if anything, she was the cute one. 

But her words didn't bother him as much as he thought they should. It made him oddly warm and light, almost as if he could float away, if not for the ticklish sensations keeping him grounded.

It seemed Mitsuri, who had been distracted by the adorable scene in front of her—Muichiro's reddening ears and cheeks, covered with stray strands of hair that splayed around him or the floor, face pulled into a bright, hesitant smile, his hands that clenched her sleeves, seemingly not intending to intervene with his torment, instead seeking to preoccupy themselves so as to not interrupt, his squirming was an unconscious movement, one that made him lurch and jump and squeak whenever she hit an especially bad spot, but never truly intended to get away—finally remembered what her objective had been with tickling Muichiro.

"Come on! Do you remember now? What's my name?" She cooed, digging into his stomach.

"Mihihi—" he let out a high-pitched noise, something like a squeal, when she moved closer to his bellybutton. 

"MihihitsuhuHUHUHU," he tried again, but the rest of his words were drowned out in loud, surprised laughter as she used one hand to scratch at his belly button, the other scribbling around his torso. That warm feeling spread across his entire body, as if he was enveloped in a hug.

"Mimitsu? Nope, sorry! That's not me!" She teased, giggling to herself and moving her hands down to pinch at his thighs, not wanting to overwhelm the poor boy. "I guess I'll have to keep tickling you until you remember!"

He was back to high-pitched, soft titters at her gentle tickling. Tears gathered in the corners of his eyes as he laughed; he was nearing his limit.

"Mihihitsuhuri!" 

"Yes! Great job, sweetie! And who am I?"

"Thehehe Lohohove Hahahashihira!"

She grinned, quickly scribbling her fingers under his chin before ceasing her tickling. "Mhm! I think you finally learned your lesson!"

He released her sleeves, giggling quietly to himself for another moment before wiping his eyes and sitting up. Immediately, Mitsuri pulled him into a tight hug, unable to contain her excitement. 

"That was so much fun!" She squealed, still holding him. "It wasn't too bad, was it?"

"No," he was smiling, but it was hard to tell if it was from her affection or a side effect of the tickling that had only just ended.

 Her smile only grew. She tightened her grip ever so slightly, and they stayed there for a long moment, her arms cradling the smaller boy while his cheek rested against her shoulder. Until she began absentmindedly playing with his hair, making him perk up and lightly shove her back to remove himself from the hug.

"Can you show me how to braid hair?"

She gasped, delighted. "Of course!"

It was slow work, teaching him, but Mitsuri was patient and kind and a good teacher, and by the end of it, Muichiro could make a semi-decent braid that she was more than happy to wear. She even gave Muichiro one afterwards, kissing his forehead and allowing him to inspect his new appearance in the mirror.

Maybe, he thought, as Mitsuri happily chattered in his ear afterwards, surprisingly affectionate now that she knew Muichiro didn't mind, taking a break every once and a while wasn't a bad thing.

[ticklygiggles]

Lovelynim's tickletober Day 8: Exposed body part

Tokito Muichirou & Kamado Tanjirou

A/N: I'm not gonna say I cried while looking for pictures for the banner 🥹 a-anyways, big thanks to anon for sponsoring day 8 fic, although it's late fkdnncnf I hope you enjoy it regardless.

"S-Stohohop! Tihihickling is unfahahair!"

Tanjirou couldn't help but smile warmly at the little pillar underneath him. They had been having a practice fight that soon turned into a game when Tanjirou accidentally pulled on Muichirou's clothes, making a hole in the front of his torso?! He had apologized profusely, but Muichirou thought it was the funniest thing that had ever happened and made it his mission to return the favor to Tanjirou, however, he had many tricks up his sleeve that came with the package of having a lot of younger siblings.

When Muichirou slipped, Tanjirou took the opportunity to throw him to the ground and attack his exposed stomach with tickles. The pillar barely had time to say anything before laughter escaped his mouth. He couldn't stop it no matter how hard he tried and Tanjirou found it incredibly adorable and funny how Muichirou's cheeks puffed out as he tried to hold his giggles, but all it took was a simple vibration of his fingers in the center of his stomach to make him throw his head back in uncontrollable laughter.

"It is also unfair to try to rip my clothes!" Tanjirou giggled out, pinning one of Muichirou's arms above his head.

"You dihihid it fihihihirst! Nohohot thehehere!"

Well, he wasn't wrong... but it was an accident! An a-cci-dent! Regardless, this was probably just a little excuse for Tanjirou to actually tickle Muichirou and enjoy his smiling face.

"Well, maybe I'll stop if you promise-"

"I will tihihihickle you bahahahack!"

"Okay, I'm not stopping then~"

"Tahahahanjirou!"

[creative-kny-fics]

My dude, I am on a mission to find more Lee!Gyokko content, but it seems I’m the only one to have made that a thing…

So if you could..

would you pretty..

PRETTY please make a TK fic of Lee!Gyokko with any ler?

I ask you because you’re one of the best TK writers I know 🥹🙏

Aaaaw, you're so sweet! Honestly, I don't consider myself a good writer, because I have different ways/methods of writing long stories, but it's nice that you think that about me. Sure, no problem! (stop creating art because you give me more ideas)

Gyokko's live reaction lol

First Fic:

Ler: Muichiro Tokito

Lee: Gyokko (UpperMoon 5)

Well well, let's start this, straight to the fight, Muichiro already had his new katana so now the fight was serious, at least like that in the anime.

'Now, prostrate yourself before my beauty!', he received no response.

Muichiro just stared at him, stunned when he started yelling at him, although he remained calm, saying that he had told him many minutes ago to shut up, and to finish...

'I'm not surprised by what you've done'.

He tried to hit, a single blow and that little boy would have turned into a pile of fish, fortunately he is not just any little boy, he is a hashira, so it was not that difficult for him to dodge that attack.

'What's happening? Are you going to hide in a tree? I thought trees were prohibited in the playground...'

'No, I just climbed up here so I wouldn't be around your disgusting smell, take a shower, don't you think you need it?'

Muichiro looked closely, for a demon, it was one of the strangest he had ever encountered, it was half fish and half human? Or what the hell was it?

Whatever it was, I noticed something about him, that was... A belly button...?

It was probably the most human thing he had, and he was curious, it was something strange, honestly.

'What's happening? Do you finally appreciate my true beauty?'

'You don't have any beauty, honestly, I'm just curious... And what is that?'

'That?! What are you implying?! I am a perfect creature! I have no imperfections! How dare you?! You're going to-!', as I said before, was probably the only human thing Gyokko had.

As soon as he touched what for Gyokko was an "imperfection", his figure changed from being a large, long snake to being something similar to a sea slug, in Muichiro's words.

'What happened to me...? No, this is inconceivable, what the hell is this?!', and yes, Gyokko had no idea what had happened to him.

He felt a chill, something that made him turn that way, and if it wasn't humiliating enough, he felt the hashira that he HAD TO KILL pick him up and look at him curiously, as if he were a dog or a baby.

'What? What happened to you? I don't see you as threatening anymore, huh, now you're so easy to crush...'

'GET ME DOWN YOU FUCKING BRAT, IF YOU DON'T GET ME DOWN I'LL TEAR YOUR ARM OFF!'

'Oh really? In that situation? With that size? I only did this and made you this size, will it be that if I do it again, you will shrink more and more until you just disappear?'

That was ridiculous, there was no way for that to happen, she just took it unnoticed, just that, this "humiliation" would not let him pass, but what do you think...

As soon as he wanted to regain his size, the same movement, the same feeling of before, but this time he had the impulse to use his tail to try to stop the boy's arm, was it strange for him? Definitely

'I understand what's going on, you're ticklish, who knew, your only weaknesses were supposed to be the nichirin katanas and the sun... I think I just discovered a new one, hah, how ironic...~'

'Yo-yohou're wrohohong...! I a-am... I am ahahaha... Pe-peheherfehehehect crehehahahat-tuhuhure...!'

'Whatever you say, you're not going to deny that at some point you were human and part of those sensations stayed with you, of course, if at some point you were human because you look like a fish...'

'Dahahahamn bra-brahahat!! I-I'll kihihill y-yohohou!!', I don't think so, at least not at the moment

Did you think it was bad? Na-ah, Muichiro was just playing with him, he was just putting his hands up his sides, he didn't even have to hold him up, his tail didn't leave his arm and if he did, he would fall, so, he wasn't running away or anything like that.

'Who knew... Heh, weren't you a powerful creature? Because I see that you are falling apart at a few small, light touches...'

'Fu-fuhuckihihing li-lihahahahar!!'

'Heh, what if I do this again?'

As I said, Muichiro was just playing with the demon, all he had to do was put his finger in its navel again for the grip on its tail and its desire to escape to increase.

Hah, Muichiro was having fun, it was kind of weird, but how many chances would a hashira have of defeating a demon just by doing this?

He may leave him if he accepts his defeat, he may not, everything will be in the hands of the hashira

Second Fic:

Ler: Douma (UpperMoon 2)

Lee: Gyokko (UpperMoon 5)

'But Muzan-Sama! I have something that will surely make you happy and closer to your dreams!'

'I care little. Do you think that shit can make me happy? Then take that information and leave once and for all with Hantengu to wherever you got that information, if I find out it's false, you're going to pay for it, get out of my sight!'

Nakime strummed her biwa and Muzan simply disappeared, leaving his "subordinate" on the ground, oh how bad, at least there was someone who cared about him, more or less.

'Dear Gyokko, why don't you share that information with me?'

'Eeeeh, I don't think that's a good idea...'

'Come on Gyokko, I want to know too! Share the information with...-!', tell you what happened?

Well, Akaza approached him, he was not willing to deal with his bullshit, the indication was clear that only Gyokko and Hantengu knew that information, so it irritated him that his higher rank was trying to find out, something that, for Akaza, he had no right.

'Has Muzan-Sama given you orders? He was clear, only Gyokko and Hantengu can know, why don't you go back to your stupid cult before I hit you again?!'

And yes, the scene continues with "normality", Kokushibo scolding Akaza for "slapping" his superior, Douma excusing Akaza, saying that it is his way of playing and so on, making the pink-haired demon more angry.

Kokushibo gave Akaza one last warning before leaving, which Akaza also did when Douma tried to speak to him again.

'Biwa woman, would you do me the favor of taking me and Hantengu to-! ACK!'

'Hey hey Gyokko, I haven't finished talking to you! Go ahead, I can be of great help to you!'

'Eeeeh, I think Akaza-Sama and Muzan-Sama were very clear...'

'Ooooh, do you want me to get the information out of you the hard way? It's fine with me!'

This was just a game for Douma, I think we all know that whatever the opportunity, he will tickle his partner, whether to annoy him or just because he's bored.

'Come on Gyokko, tell me the information! I promise not to tell anyone!'

'I CAHAHAN'T!! HAHANTEHENGU!! HEHELP MEHEHEHE!!'

'HEYIA! D-don't get me into that Gyokko!'

'It looks like you're alone... Come on, just tell me! I promise you won't even notice me! I just want to know!', and in some part, just bother him

Gyokko wasn't having a good time, why? I think we've already seen that Douma seems to have claws instead of nails, adding to the fact that he is a demon and that any damage that Gyokko did to him would simply regenerate, well, needless to say...

'Really? Are you going to continue being stubborn? Oh wow... I guess I'll continue then...'

'NOHOHOHO!! NA-NAKIHIMEHEHE!! GE-GET ME OHOHUT OF HEHEHEREEEE!!'

'Biwa woman, don't pay attention to him, he's fine!'

Nakime was already annoyed, so without listening to Douma, she ripped her biwa again and sent Gyokko and Hantengu in the direction

In turn, she gave another strum to send Douma back to his cult, finally peace and tranquility for her

Third fic:

Lee: Gyokko

Lers: Aizetsu, Sekido, Urogi and Karaku (Hantengu Clones)

'Remind me why...? AYIE! I-I UNDERSTAND...!', let's go back to what happened a little.

Gyokko and Hantengu were calmly, everything relaxed, everything calm, even if the demons did not need to rest, it was a moment of tranquility, at least for Gyokko

No idea why he would have suddenly looked for his partner to rub his head and belly, nor that he was a dog to be doing that, but, to each his own.

'Gyokko... Can I go now...?'

'No, did I tell you to stop? No, right? So continue', on top of that they help him, he treats him like that.

But well, although Hantengu is a fearful person, he was not someone with that much patience, so, after so much time and having to endure Gyokko's verbal abuse, he simply got fed up.

'What is that light...?'

Yes, well, it wasn't a situation where Hantengu was in danger as such but, someone had to stop Gyokko, so he simply let out his clones, who looked quite displeased with what was done by his "subordinate"

'Since when does a lower rank than us have the right to treat us badly, eh?'

'Someone should teach you manners, so you stop being a spoiled bitch who thinks can have everything on a silver platter.'

'I feel sorry for you, but I'll have to obey them, I'm sorry, Gyokko...', honestly, he wasn't sorry.

Gyokko was already in a nice position, so it wasn't difficult for them to have to immobilize him and so on, he was literally crying out for it.

'WHAHAT THE HEHEHELL?! WHE-WHERE IS HAHAHANTEHENGUHUHU?!'

'We, in a certain part, are Hantengu now you're screwed, I don't think you'll die from this, besides, you have more hands than us, not taking them out is your problem'

'IDIHOHOTS!!'

'Hah, insult all you want, but you're not safe from this...'

Anything worse? Nah well, first, his nails weren't that sharp but, if they were long enough to carry him into the story, added to the fact that Urogi has claws, literally, and has feathers, well, you can imagine.

[choc0joang0]

🌼✨Kamaboko Squad Tickle headcanons✨🌼

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First tickle post and we start with headcanons of the Kamaboko squad (Including Kanao and Genya) because they are my babies and sweethearts ✨😻

I hope you enjoy it and have a nice day/night/afternoon

A/N: I remind you that English is not my first language, so this maybe have spelling problems

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Lee:

-His weak spots are the neck, nose, sides and hips.

-Is he ticklish? Yeah. Any point where he's attacked is going to tickle him, but if you attack those specific points you will have him screaming

-He doesn't really mind being tickled, in fact he enjoys it.

-If he trusts you enough, and is in the mood, he may ask you to tickle him.

-Light tickling definitely affects him more

-And he has a beautiful and charming laugh. It's a squeaky laugh, yes. But he's also very cute and loud in the sense that you feel blessed to hear him laugh✨

-Hearing It is like: *ascending to heaven with sparkles and sweetness*

-Regarding teasing

-Affects him? Yes, but compliments have more impact on him, he will blush so intensely that his cheeks will compete with his hair to see which is redder.

Ler:

-One of the kindest and cutest ler you will ever meet

-He lived with five siblings and he was the oldest, he clearly have the experience to be a good tickle monster

-If he wants, he can have you begging for mercy

-Will use tickling either to help someone to feel better, to calm Inosuke down, or just for fun and if he wants to play something with someone

-He is going to say compliments and make baby talk to make his lee blush

-"You have the cutest laugh I've ever heard!!", "You laugh like a little child! Adorable!!", "Not there? So how about here??"

-In the aftercare he's a mass of love and purity 💕✨

-He's going to get his lee a glass of water, he's going to ask them if they're okay, etcetera, anyways, a love of person my Tanjiro

-His favorite lees are Genya, Inosuke, Muichiro and Nezuko

Lee:

-Nezuko, like her brother, is very ticklish, but her dead spots are her belly, sides, and her ribs

-She also likes being tickled

-She is a little girl, of course she is going to have that squeaky and cute laugh that any little girl has, it runs in the family.

-Teasing doesn't affect her much, don't even try it

-What really affects her are the raspberries, if someone gives her one in her belly she will scream between laughs in a cute but strong way

-She also has a weakness for nibbles

-She prefers to be in her small form when tickled, it amuses her and it is easier for her ler to tickle her

-But she doesn't always choose revenge or getting someone back

-Unless they go a little over her limits or it's a tickle fight, in that case...

Ler:

-If you go too far with her, she will go after you.

-She definitely uses her claws to tickle

-She will also take advantage using her full demon form

-Once she was tickling Tanjiro in her full demon form, Tanjiro was screaming so loud that those who heard his screams and saw Tanjiro on the ground with his sister on top of him believed that Nezuko had lost control and was hurting him (I think I'll make a fic about this someday)

-She doesn't tease her lee's much because the muzzle was removed not long ago, but she say things like "Coochie coochie coo" or laugh along with her lee

-She makes sure that her lee is having a good time and tries not to exceed the limits of her lee

-She has a few tickle fights with Tanjiro when they are alone or when she sees that Tanjiro is very discouraged

Lee:

-Too ticklish for his own good

-Everything affects him, rough tickling, light tickling, teasing, even kisses can tickle him.

-His weak point is his entire body, but tickling his ears will drive him crazy

-He has a loud, screeching and somewhat childish laugh that makes it seem like someone is killing him

-Blushes too much and rolls up into a ball when tickled

-Although he denies that he likes tickling, he actually enjoys the attention.

-He'll say he's not ticklish, but as soon as you touch him he'll start laughing hard.

-"Wh-what?? Of-of course I'm not ti-cklish!! Hahaha! Whydidyousaythat?? WHOTOLDYOU?!?

-The teasing and compliments make him EXTREMELY blush, he competes with Tanjiro's hair

Ler:

-Probably the cruelest ler of the group

-He will use teasing to his advantage, he will also look for a way to imprison you with his arms or take advantage of any free space that exposes your dead spots

-"Not here? So, how about here?"/"What? Can't you stand a little Tick-tick-tickling~??"

-Depending on who you are and what your relationship with Zenitsu is, his tickling can be a simple game or complete torture

-It will probably go straight for your weak points

-The lightning that hit Zenitsu made him gain the ability to make his fingers vibrate, if he manages to vibrate them you can consider yourself lost

-He hasn't tickled anyone while he's unconscious, but knowing how cruel he can be when conscious, he prefers not to even find out what it would be like

Lee:

-He doesn't know what tickling is, but he says he's not ticklish, HE SAYS

-Dead spots? The entire torso, and when I say "entire", it's ENTIRE, including his back and lower back, although of course it will not tickle as much as if you attacked his sides or ribs

-At first he was the victim of many tickling attacks because he didn't even know what it was

-His laugh is strong, thunderous, but it is also very cute and silly

-He snores and snorts between laughs

-He doesn't fall for teasing, but if you flatter him and give him aftercare then you will have him totally blushing

-He covers his face 'cause he doesn't know how to react and embarrassment and nerves get the better of him

-He is the one who is in a Lee mood most often

-When he is like this he approaches someone he trusts *cough* Zenitsu, Tanjiro or Nezuko *cough* and will sit on their lap or simply ask for it

Ler:

-Tanjiro showed Inosuke what tickling is like alternative fights in which no one would get hurt

-Now he starts all the tickle fights

-He doesn't tease his lee, but he does brag about how he is better and that his lee is weaker

-He doesn't know how to measure his strength, so he ends up hurting his lee

-If he sees that they are uncomfortable he will lower his intensity a little

-If it's Tanjiro then he'll stop and hug him, feeling bad for hurting Tanjiro, but he loves him (platonically) or nah?

-He is not the cruelest ler, but he is the rudest because he only knows to do rough tickling

Lee:

-Her ribs are like an "on and off" button

-As soon as someone tickles there, any dead spots become sensitive.

-Dead spots: Ribs, sides, hands... And that's it

-She doesn't have many dead spots, but the ones it does have are VERY sensitive

-Light tickling drives her crazy

-Her laugh is initially quiet and soft, but it can become strong and somewhat thunderous

-She squeaks sometimes (When I say sometimes it is almost always)

Ler:

-When she's teasing her lee, she doesn't tease as much as Zenitsu, but her words really affect

-"What's wrong? Does it tickle? Oh, I didn't know that-continue with the tickling-"

-Her worst tool is her nails, but she will also send butterflies to "attack" her Lee when he finds them off guard

-Shinobu taught her well, so she knows how to imprison you to make sure you don't escape anytime soon.

-She is also very cute in the aftercare, she will even ask you if she didn't overdo it or if you were okay with it, also a love my baby✨

-Help calm Inosuke down using tickling

-She has a good sense of deduction, she will deduce your weak points and take all possible advantage

-In tickle fights she won't stop for anyone, she comes straight to win, and she wins

Lee:

-His dead spots are definitely his ribs, neck, hips, thighs and feet

-He's also sensitive in other parts, but mainly in those five

-He will scream when a dead spot is attacked

-Rough or light tickling, either affects him

-Teasing doesn't affect a lot, but baby talk and praise do.

-OMG that makes him totally blush, LITERALLY

-His scar is also quite ticklish

-When he is in his demonic form his entire body becomes more sensitive to touch

Ler:

-Like Nezuko, he has claws in his demonic form, which he would use to tickle

-He and Nezuko teamed up to attack the entire Kamaboko squad in their demonic forms, Genya ate a piece of Nezuko's finger, and chaos began.

-His most recurring lee are Tanjiro and Inosuke

-Do he tease his lee? Yeah. But he does it in a kind way, as if they were his little siblings

-He's going to pretend to eat his lee while he nibbles on some sensitive spot of the lee

-He's not exactly the best at aftercare, but he will rub your back or pat you to show you that he's there (oh my boy 😭✨)

-He becomes quite competitive in tickle fights, so he will take any advantage available, kind of like Kanao

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AND THAT'S IT!! That would be the first content post of mine on this account! I hope you enjoyed the headcanons, remember to take care of yourself and drink water, and I'm sorry for any errors that appear in the fic 😿

Until next time!!... If God wants... -Fade away-

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i love this

from @iloveubepancakes

Ok this is part 2 Of Scp 999 And Muichrio

I made this on procreate

[mikasa-imadebiscults]

Are the Hashira ticklish?

(No Warning just fluff)

(Characters included: Every Hashira)

Shinobu Kocho

Shinobu probably would be ticklish, but let’s face it she’s the Insect Hashira she’s the fastest out of all the Hashira. So if you try to tickle her she would and will run away.

Mitsuri Kanroji

Mitsuri is extremely ticklish, you can’t look at her and tell me that she’s not ticklish you cannot tell me that. She would probably get flustered afterwards and a little embarrassed.

Sanemi Shinazugawa

Dude would not be ticklish, He will be pissed if you tried to tickle him.

Kyojuro Rengoku

Rengoku would be ticklish but not as ticklish as Mitsuri. If you would try to tickle him then he would find it fun and laugh. Then he will proceed to chase after you to try and get revenge.

Giyuu Tomioka

He’s not ticklish, he would just stare at you and be absolutely completely confused.

Muichiro Tokito

Muichiro wouldn’t be ticklish. If you tried to tickle him he would not be amused and would hit you on the head for disturbing his training.

Tengen Uzui

Uzui wouldn’t be ticklish, I feel like he would say something like this.. “How dare you think that me, the God of Festivals, is ticklish so not flashy”

Iguro Obanai

He would be a little ticklish but he would take multiple steps away from you if you tried to tickle him. Because he doesn’t want you to know that he’s ticklish.

Gyomei Himejima

Not ticklish at all, but he will be happy if you tried to tickle him. He appreciates that’s you tried to make him happy.

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Hope you enjoyed! And thank you for the request :)

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Masterlist

In the Masterlist there’s a link to make requests :)

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[mystwrites]

New Discoveries

Summary: Tanjiro discovers Muichiro’s newest ticklish spot

A/N: Day 21 of Tickletober! There’s not enough of Tanjiro and Muichiro being friends! I also got lazy and did b&w instead of colors😅

Days off are normally a relief for many slayers within the corps. Muichiro Tokito however couldn’t stand a day off. Originally, he was actually recovering due to an injury he received a few weeks prior but now, Kagaya gave the Hashira a day off while the lower ranked slayers had things to do. For Muichiro, he had been recuperating for nearly a week. Now restless, he sent Ginko to request for Tanjiro to have a day off and talk with him. The sun breathe user was good at talking and understood Muichiro at levels most of the slayers his age didn’t.

Tanjiro received the message within thirty minutes and appeared at Muichiro’s estate within the next hour, Muichiro relieved to see that the message was sent rather quickly. Aside from Ginko angrily pecking at Muichiro’s shoulder when she saw Tanjiro and Matsuemon, she seemed genuinely happy that Muichiro was no longer complaining about recovering rather than training or doing his job as a Hashira.

“Hi Tanjiro!”

“Hi To…”

“Please, you can call me Muichiro. We are friends after all.”

Tanjiro smiled and entered as Muichiro gestured for him to enter, taking off his zori and walking in, bowing to his superior despite the teen being a year younger than him. They conversed a little more, sharing a laugh before Muichiro was offered a back massage to help relax a little. It was apparent that the swordsman was itching to go back out there and fight the demons, more so than Tanjiro was. He had become antsy over the course of his few days off and Tanjiro knew he was restless. However, the massage proved to be difficult because there was no way he could handle a massage. Muichiro wouldn’t stop moving and squirming about.

“Muichiro!” Tanjiro laughed, trying to press into Muichiro’s shoulders only to gain giggles. “I haven’t really massaged you yet! In fact, I haven’t even been able to press into your shoulders!”

“I-I’m sohohorry!!” Muichiro giggled, yelping and sitting straight up as Tanjiro dragged a single finger up his spine. “EEEEHEHEEE!!”

“It’s okay, really! Your back is ticklish??” Tanjiro asked, giggling. “Do any of the other Hashira know??”

“Th-they all know I’m ticklish but I don’t think they know my back is sensitive!” Muichiro stammered, giggling harder as Tanjiro squeezed his sides, earning a slap to the hands. “HEHEHEY!! Dohohon’t tickle!! I said massage, dummy!! Why else would I have agreed to this?”

“You did say we were friends!”

“I know…but sometimes I wonder why I even let you do this.”

“Before I begin, am I your favorite non Hashira??” Tanjiro asked, smirking. “Or is Genya your favorite?”

“Blah, blah, blah.” Muichiro scoffed, making hand motions to add to his sarcasm. “Massage my back or get the hell out!”

Laughing, Tanjiro playfully poked up and down Muichiro’s back, becoming more playful as the teen squealed at each touch. In a way, Muichiro’s reactions reminded him of how his youngest brother, Rokuta would react to the silly childhood back tracing games they used to play. The nostalgia of it all made Tanjiro sad but he was happy to be giving someone a hard laugh…even if it wasn’t because of a funny joke. Tanjiro stopped poking and tried to massage once more, Muichiro arching away with a yelp.

“Okahahay!! Ahaha!! Sohohorry!!” Muichiro apologized, shaking his body and sitting still once again only to jump as Tanjiro brushed his hair aside. “Hehe…maybe a back massage is out of the question…”

“It’s okay! Although I barely even massaged you…” Tanjiro said, giggling. “I couldn’t even press in.”

Tanjiro tried to prove his point and squeezed at Muichiro’s shoulders but he reached back and tried to grab Tanjiro’s hands. Failing to do so but not trying very hard to stop him, Tanjiro successfully squeezed the spot between Muichiro’s shoulders and neck. A loud screech escaped, Muichiro falling over but sitting up just as quickly as he fell.

“Hey Muichiro! Have you ever played those childhood games where someone traces your back?” Tanjiro prompted, Muichiro unable to recall if he and his twin ever did such a thing.

“Mmm…no. I doubt I’ve ever played games like that. My older brother wasn’t the type to be silly like that.” Muichiro said, his sadness at remembering Yuichiro evident. “He was a very serious boy. Plus, my memories aren’t all back yet. They’re slowly returning over time though.”

“Well here, let’s try it and see what happens.” Tanjiro suggested, Muichiro grabbing his hair and moving it to the left, making access to his back easier. “My baby brother used to love this!”

“I’m not a baby.” Muichiro deadpanned. “I’m only a year younger than you and the same age as Nezuko.”

“WHA!! I DIDN’T MEAN IT LIKE THAT!!” Tanjiro shouted, horrified to see Muichiro’s blank expression, raising an eyebrow when Muichiro began to laugh.

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding!” Muichiro laughed, turning around to pat Tanjiro’s head. “You’re so easy to trick, Tanjiro.”

Tanjiro puffed his chest out and positioned Muichiro so he was facing the wall. Not knowing what to expect, Muichiro inhaled and braced himself for the dreaded ticklish sensations. He felt Tanjiro’s finger poke just below his shoulder blade, then another poke was felt at the lower half of his left side.

“Dot, dot…” Tanjiro said, now dragging his finger down Muichiro’s sides in a straight line. “Line, line…” Fingers skittered up Muichiro’s back, causing him to arch away with a giggle. “Spiders crawling up your spine.” A sudden slap to each shoulder shocked him. “Slap, slap…”

“Tanjiro!! Wha…”

“HEART ATTACK!!”

The sudden shock of Tanjiro jabbing two fingers into his sides sent Muichiro into a fit of laughter and he fell over, curling up as Tanjiro began to squeeze his sides.

“OHOHOH!! IHIHI DOHOHON’T LIHIHIKE THAHAHAT GAME!!” Muichiro squealed, now kicking and flailing as Tanjiro started tickling his back. “HEHEHEHEYYYY!!”

“Careful!! Your gonna kick me!!” Tanjiro chastised playfully, finding that ticklish spot along the back of Muichiro’s ribs.

Waving his hand nonchalantly, Muichiro was about to give a snarky reply but shrieked as Tanjiro squeezed his tummy. Rolling onto his stomach, Muichiro screamed loudly as Tanjiro pressed into his back, tickling up and down the entire length. Now flailing about and laughing hysterically, Muichiro begged Tanjiro for an ounce of mercy, something that impressed Tanjiro. Hearing Muichiro beg for mercy was something unheard of and probably something most would feel is a fabricated tale.

“THIS IHIHIS MEHEHEHEAN!!” Muichiro cackled, arching his back as Tanjiro focused on the backside of his ribs. “IHIHI’M A HAHAHASHIRA!! REHEHESPECT ME!!”

“I know but we are also friends.” Tanjiro argued, pressing his knuckles into Muichiro’s shoulder blades, not moving, just pressing in. “As a friend, I tickle each and every one so there’s always a reason to smile!”

“IHIHI WIHIHILL FLIHIHIP YOUR LITTLE BUHUHUTT!!” Muichiro threatened, kicking out and slapping the floor as Tanjiro tickled his armpits for the threats.

“Oh really?” Tanjiro snickered. “Let’s tickle all of your known ticklish spots plus this new one!!

Muichiro’s attitude changed and he was giggling like a toddler, reaching behind him to try and grab Tanjiro’s wrists. When Tanjiro shifted his weight slightly, placing more pressure on Muichiro’s right side, the Mist Hashira squealed loudly, his feet fluttering behind him. Deciding to be a little devious, Tanjiro snickered and rubbed his knuckles against Muichiro’s back, going from his shoulder blades down to his lower back. Screams and a series of pleas for mercy escaped from Muichiro.

Jumping all over, Tanjiro’s hands found each ticklish spot before mainly focusing on Muichiro’s back, the young Hashira finally letting out a wheeze and slapped the floor. Sensing that he was nearly about to shed tears from laughing so much, Tanjiro ceased the tickling, patting Muichiro’s back and helping him up.

“Are you okay?” Tanjiro asked, laughing as Muichiro sat up, his hair a mess.

“Y-yehehes…oh man…I had no clue I was ticklish there…” he wheezed, hugging himself around the stomach. “Shoulder blades and back being ticklish. Who knew?”

Smirking, Muichiro looked at Tanjiro. The sun breathing user simply smiled innocently, unaware of a plan cooking in Muichiro’s brain. Within seconds, Muichiro launched himself at Tanjiro, wrestling him to the floor and gently placing him on his stomach.

“Since we discovered that I have a ticklish back…is your back ticklish too?” he asked, skittering his fingers up Tanjiro’s spine.

No reaction.

“Wha??? Oh come on!! That isn’t fair!!” Muichiro whined, jabbing up and down Tanjiro’s back, hoping to find some ticklish spot. “How is your back not ticklish??”

“Don’t know. It does feel really nice though.” Tanjiro replied, a smug grin tugging at his lips. “Keep doing that!”

Frowning, Muichiro tried again, to no avail. Pressing into Tanjiro’s shoulders just felt like a massage. It felt very pleasant, Tanjiro’s back being sore due to all the fights with demons and training he endured. Knowing Tanjiro’s sides were ticklish, Muichiro grabbed his sides and squeezed, giggling as Tanjiro finally laughed, snorting as he tried to push his friend away.

“Ha! Payback!!” the Mist Hashira growled. “Now suffer!!”