#ticklish double d

[winchesterwild78]

Can I please request a Dean x reader where he finds out how ticklish her neck is and he tortures it with his hands, scruff, raspberries and kisses? 🩷

Of course! I hope I do this justice.

Raspberries and Romance

Characters: Dean x Reader

Warnings: None

I do not own the rights to the character, this is a work of fiction and all work is my own. Reblogs and likes are appreciated.

Minors DNI 18+

The weight of the world, usually a heavy cloak on Dean's broad shoulders, seemed a little lighter tonight. We were nestled on the worn couch in the bunker's Dean Cave, a comfortable silence settling between us. The only light came from the muted glow of the television screen, casting dancing shadows on the room.

Then, his lips brushed against the sensitive skin of my neck, a feather-light touch that sent a shiver down my spine. I giggled, a soft, involuntary sound.

"Ticklish, huh?" he murmured, his warm breath fanning against my ear.

"No!" I protested, but the denial lacked conviction. I was ridiculously ticklish, a fact I'd tried to keep under wraps.

He chuckled, a low rumble in his chest, and then the assault began. A playful barrage of kisses rained down my neck, interspersed with exaggerated raspberries that sent me spiraling into a fit of helpless laughter. My body convulsed with giggles, and I tried in vain to push him away, tears welling in my eyes from the sheer absurdity of it all.

Dean just grinned, his eyes crinkling at the corners, clearly enjoying my torment. Finally, he relented, cupping my face in his large, calloused hands. His thumbs gently brushed my cheeks as he placed a soft, tender kiss on my lips.

"I love you," he whispered, his voice rough with affection.

Catching my breath, my heart still racing from the tickle attack, I smiled up at him. "I love you too, you big goof."

Just as the laughter subsided, his hands grazed my neck again, and a nervous giggle escaped my lips. He saw his opportunity. With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he leaned in, his slightly scruffy beard now a deliberate instrument of torture, tickling my neck and jawline as he kissed me.

My laughter erupted anew, even more uncontrollable than before. Dean just held me close, his own soft chuckle mingling with my shrieks of delight. I could feel the tension melting away from his body, the familiar worry lines around his eyes softening.

He was doubling down on the tickling, and I knew why. My laughter, however silly and undignified, was a sound he cherished. In a life filled with monsters and shadows, it was a spark of pure joy, a testament to the light we found in each other. He loved to hear it, a balm to his weary soul, a melody that chased away the darkness. And in that moment, surrounded by the comforting chaos of our laughter, I knew just how much he loved me, and how fiercely I loved him right back.

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[everettswritings]

I just found ur blog and i love ur writing!! can you do lee!reader and ler!redvelvet? (It can also be the other way idm :D) take your time and tyy!!!!

Thank you and of course! I love RV so much, he’s so underrated and I am so starved for content. DevSisters, please, I need more of him. (Kink/NSFW accounts DNI!)

It had only been a few days since you joined the Cookies of Darkness, yet somehow you were managing just fine. Although you were still a stranger, the others were beginning to warm up to you and properly seeing you as one of their own- even if they wouldn’t openly express it too much. They have to keep up that image, right? Besides, it’s not like you’re all friends or anything! You’re only together to serve Dark Enchantress Cookie, nothing more… kind of.

The one you were closest to thus far was none other than Red Velvet Cookie: general of the cake army. It was easy for you two to bond because of the love you both shared for the creatures, even if they weren’t loved by society as a whole. When you get past appearances, the faint smell of burning from the oven starts to fade into a sugary dream. That isn’t exclusive to the cakes, either.

Red Velvet Cookie was standing by the oven, watching the flames through the holes of the rusted door and waiting to pull out the newest batch of cakes. You walked over and stood next to him, crossing your arms.

“How many do you think will make it?” You asked, sparking conversation for the hell of it. Red Velvet Cookie shrugged, his eyes didn’t leave the oven door, “The average for each batch is at least a third, that’s what I hope for.” He leaned his sword against the wall as he spoke “I’m still trying to work out a way to improve this old thing. The rust and heat are less than optimal for baking, let alone baking so much at a time. You’d think we could turn it off for at least a few hours so that I could at least clean it.”. You nodded along as he told you that, glancing at him while he kept his gaze fixed on the oven as the time for pulling out the batch drew closer. A timer dinged and the brittle door swung open, a massive cloud of smoke emerged and the flames still licked at the tray hungrily as if they desired to swallow the freshly baked cakes. You assisted the general, pulling out the massive tray and looking through the charred batter for whoever made it through. It always filled the both of you with a little sadness when you saw that burnt slop, it hurt to imagine what it could’ve become. While helping the newborn cakes off the tray, you were taken by surprise as a little cakehound barked and jumped on you!

You fell on your back as you were attacked with a barrage of licking. The cakehound sniffed and rooted around excitedly, it just came out of the oven yet it was so lovely already! It’s tail wagged and wagged as it turned up your shirt with its nose, finding bare dough underneath to continue licking. You gasped and started to laugh, but you couldn’t bring yourself to push the creature away, “S-Stop! Hahahahaha! Hahaha! Go join t-the ranks!” You tried to order the thing but you were laughing too much to be taken seriously. Red Velvet Cookie grinned smugly as he walked over, he had no idea you were ticklish! This was interesting. “Need a little help?” He asked, kneeling down beside you as if he would help. You nodded, still giggling like an idiot in front of him.

And who would’ve guessed? No sooner than you nodded for his help, he started tickling you too! He straddled your legs, pinning you down on the floor, and his hands started going after your stomach alongside the cakehound. His normal cookie hand scribbled all over the area, meanwhile he was using the claws of his cake hand to methodically scratch upwards and slide back down to start the climb all over again. Who knew he was ambidextrous? “HAHAHA! Hahahaha! Eeek! Hahaha!” Your voice became shrill as you were effectively double teamed by the general and his hound, you squealed and you laughed like crazy. “Awww, ticklish?” He cooed, moving his hands up to your ribs, “Maybe you should’ve had your shirt tucked in better!”. “Nohohahahaha! Hahahahaha! Stahp! Stahp IT-“ Your voice cracked and you wheezed. It was embarrassing how quickly you were reduced to nothing but giggles and squeaking in just a few moments, all because of an overly excited cakehound and Red Velvet Cookie himself, no less.

“A squealer, too?” The general chuckled, starting to double his efforts, “This keeps getting better! What’s next? Are you ticklish here?” His hands moved back down and started pinching your hips. You squealed again, your face flushing and growing hotter than the oven in an instant, “EEEK! Hahahahaha! Hahahaha! Hahahahaha!” You laughed and laughed all while neither of them ceased. Red Velvet Cookie couldn’t help himself and started to laugh as well, finding a ton of humor in how ticklish you are. This was by far the most fun he’s had with anyone on the team! But, of course, he wasn’t going to stop there. He started going all up and down your torso, his fingers crawling up like spiders and then sliding back down. You wheezed, starting to find it hard to breathe as you couldn’t stop laughing.

The time got lost on you both, so who knows how long you remained like that? You pinned to the ground, giggling like a crazed lune as neither Red Velvet Cookie nor the cakehound stopped. Eventually, though, right as you were starting to lose your breath for real you were finally released. You took deep, greedy breaths as you tried to make up the oxygen you just lost.

“D-Don’t… tell anyone.” You warned, pointing at him. “I won’t,” he smirked “if you let me do this regularly.”.

End of fic! Okay, I have a confession, this sort of thing has happened to me an embarrassing amount of times and that was low-key the inspiration. Like, one day while I was wearing a crop top my cat laid on my stomach, started purring, then started licking it! It was so stupid, I was laughing so hard. She kept up for at least a minute or two as well, so she knew what she was doing! Animals do that stuff intentionally, I don’t care what y’all gotta say. Okay, have a good one 🫶

[lilysworldofjoy]

Can we possibly get shrimpo tk headcanons? Perhaps?

Shrimpo TK Headcanons

here you go

~🦐🥊~

LER! SHRIMPO

Does not exist. SIMPLY DOES NOT jk guys he does indeed exist

Rarely ever goes ler, but when he does he's a CERTIFIED MENACE™

Complains about how he hates this and crap :D (secretly loves it)

Will go rough on you

Does not hesitate on ANYTHING

Doesn't have a main target (but swears revenge on Goob)

If he finds a good spot, you better believe he DOUBLES DOWN on there

Ofc rasps are in his arsenal (dishes those out like it's the—ya, no he doesn't)

~🦐🥊~

LEE! SHRIMPO

No he ain't ticklish—ya he is!

Squirmy. Moves a lot

Will crack at the first touch

Protestor 100%

Oh boy. His teasing tolerance is BAAD

Will kick a lot

He'll also punch you, be careful

Worst spots are his hips and sides. Will die when touched there

promises to get you back. Does not

Very poor raspberry tolerance

~🦐🥊~

[tickletastic]

#4 with Dick Grayson and Jason Todd 😁

Ask Meme

4: "Oh, you shouldn’t have done that..” / “Oh, you shouldn’t have said that..”

Jason fucking hates sparring. He loves fighting, but he hates the idea of fighting with no end in sight. He lives for the satisfying conclusion.

It didn't help that Dick was on something of a winning streak, and while he smiled, wide and toothy, doing insane flips and dodging Damian's unlimited arsenal of swords, everyone else was pissed.

Damian was practically seething with every dodge and flip from his older brother, non-verbal except for the occasional grunt. Dick, on the other hand, seemed to be having a great time. Tim and Jason were equally as annoyed, not by the fact that Dick was on a streak, but because he has always been such an insufferable winner.

"I'm unstoppable!" Dick cried, managing a double backflip barely an inch above a katana blade.

Jason snorted and Dick looked his way, giving Damian a break from the sword wielding.

"What's so funny?" Dick asked, snark in his tone.

"You? Unstoppable? You've got a worse Achilles heel than actual Achilles." Jason responds, deadpan.

"I do not!" Dick cried, "and I just beat your ass, didn't I?"

Jason laughs again, but this time the sound is much darker, “oh, you shouldn’t have said that."

Dick sensed the danger, but he wasn't ready for Jason's brute force again, too used to the nimble swordsmanship he was up against only moments before.

"Jason, what are you-" Dick got cut off by a snort. His snort. With quick, knowing fingers on his ribs and sides, Jason quickly took him to the ground. "Wait! Wait!"

"Hell no, you ask for a humbling, you get a humbling," Jason laughed maniacally, a sound that sent a shiver down Dick's spine.

"D-Dahahamian! Tihihim! Help!" Dick cried with a shriek when Jason's fingers spidered over his tummy, "Please! He'll kihihill me!"

Tim stood up from the mat across the room he'd been sitting on, "I'm too tired for this. Have fun getting what you give."

"Plehehease!" Dick squealed and bucked up violently when Jason started drilling into his hips. His arms were going everywhere, head knocking against the mat.

"I, too, think that this is adequate treatment for your previous behaviour, Grayson," Damian spoke just barely loud enough to be heard over Dick's hysterical laughter. He followed Tim out the door, back into the cave.

"Boo hoo, no one's around to help," Jason teased, his grin borderline predatory, "hmm, I forgot, are you ticklish here?"

"No! No- Jason!" Dick's laughter rang through the hollow halls of the cave, shrill and desperate. At least, Jason thought, this sparring session had one of those satisfying ends.

[smilingangel582]

Hey! Hey! I'm starting to like the anime "Wind breaker" lol!

I wanted to write but I'm so clueless... so here is something random! Teehee!

Ps. His flustered side is adorable!

(Warning spoilers for Windbreaker)

Suo's magic

"Sakura-san really wants to fight Suo-san... right?" Nirei sighed.

Suo gives a gentle laugh as he sits on the bench of the park after patrolling. The trio happened to be on break, and Sakura insisted he was bored walking the same empty path.

In the evening... what could possibly happen?

"What? I'm curious how Suo actually fights... like that time..." Sakura grumbled under his breath, folding his arms. Suo casually had his arms behind his back, still smiling.

Sakura raised an eyebrow at his silence, prompting him, "So? Do you wanna spar with me or what?"

Suo chuckles softly at that and begins to stand up, "Well, I guess just this once... but be warned...Sakura-kun, you might like how I fight you"

Nirei anxiously said, "S-Suo-san? D-don't go overboard..."

Suo nodded with a smile while Sakura looked serious, scoffing, "Please, the weakling you faced is nothing like me... I can parry you easily"

For a moment Suo froze before dashing with speed. True, Sakura is faster and manages to block and catch up to the eye-patch's speed. Nirei looks taken aback at this display, jotting down notes.

"Not bad... not bad" Sakura smirked, having the time of his life. Suo, despite being backed a bit, smiles in a calculative manner, "Hm mm~ not bad Sakura-kun, no one has ever countered my attacks before... your strong..."

Sakura felt the strength of Suo, and he began to step up confidentially. Suo is actually strong, and he likes how their combination working.

"However..." Suo suddenly said, quickly getting behind Sakura, "Shall we talk about how you get flustered so easily?"

"H-huh?" Sakura stumbles at this and feels Suo swipe his foot under him but with good flexibility and reflexes, Sakura dodged and backed a bit, flushed a little "I-I do not!"

Suo hummed teasingly, now lunging forward, "Really? But... your face is just like cherry blossoms when you get shy and cute like that..."

Nirei could see this isna tactic, and Sakura blushes furiously at each playful tease flinged upon him. This made Suo tackle him by pinning him down and teasing him. It did make him slip and fumble a few times.

"Ugh! Y-you cheater! Take this!" Sakura snaps, and surprising them all, he flips his position down, pinning Suo under him instead. Heavily blushing but trying to seem intimidating and dominant.

Staring for a moment, Nirei gasped in amazement, writing more on his notebook.

Suo chuckles, "As expected of Sakura... your tough... even for me..." he adds as he slowly crawled his fingers towards Sakura's waist."But... every strong guy has a weakness..."

Sakura was about to question until he felt a tingly touch on his ribs. He gasp "H-hey! What are you...?"

"Oh?" Suo ushers playfully, each word makes his fingertips travel up his sides, "Are...you... ticklish? Sa-ku-ra-kun? Mm?"

"Gah! N-no!"

"Hmmm~ really?" Suo experimentally dug to his armpits.

With a high-pitched giggle, Sakura doubled over and suddenly toppled to the side away from grappling as Suo takes this chance to mercilessly tickle his armpits, "Oh wow, this is a bad spot for you, Sakura?"

"Ack! N-nohoho!?"

"No? So then I can not keep on touching there?"

Amidst Sakura's panicked and angry cackles and struggles, Nirei noted down, murmuring, "Ah ha... Sakura's weakness is his armpits... It's good to know he's ticklish... but is that all?"

Suo laughs, still tickling, "Oh very true... but he's too cute as well..."

Sakuta squirms violently when Suo assaulted his belly, "Oi! No more! Assholes!

"Say you lost... Sakura-kun?"

Sakura shrieks as Suo goes deadly mode with the armpit tickling, "Say it, and I will consider!"

"Never!"

Suo smirks, digging into Sakura's neck now, massaging more forcefully for a tickly sensation.

With a loud shriek, Sakura squirms and began to tear up... "Ahhh NOHO! N-NOHO MORE AHAHASSHOLE!"

"Hm... whats the magic word, Sa-ku-ra~?"

Aghast and irritated, Sakura whined in loud sputtering laughter, "Aah! F-fine fine! Y-you win you wihiNIHIN!"

Sakura feels Suo let him up from the torture. His face is as red as cherry blossoms.

Nirei gives a snicker to tease Sakura, "Sakura-san you've a nice laugh..."

Sakura grumbles angrily, fuming and ears turning red, "Shut up... never again! N-never again am I ever fighting with you! Asshole!"

"Aww, are you mad? It's so adorable, Sakura-kun..."

"S-shut up!" He repeated again before turning his back to them, embarassed and fluatered

Seeing Sakura storm off, Suo smiles and winks at Nirei, "I got a lot more to do to catch up to him, Nirei-kun"

***************

Hope it's good! I rushed it a bit, sorry!

[veryblushyswitch]

JUST FOUND YOUR EENE TICKLE HEADCANONS AND IM SCREECHING WITH FLUFF.

Anyway I have an idea of my own

I’ve always considered Rolf to be the big brother of the cul-de-sac. Since he’s probably the oldest and he’s the tallest.

And remember how he does that arm pit victory rub thing?

Sometimes he might take advantage of them and sneak spider tickles on the Ed boys 🤭

Or he’ll just straight up be playful sometimes

For example:

“Oh! Trying to steal Rolf’s chicken’s again are we? Well Rolf will show you!”

He always goes after Ed first. Double D and Eddy to get their chances to run but they never get that far~

Also when Double D gets tickled and he’s laying on his back he squirms around like this. Except with a smile on his cute little face

As for revenge? Well, it’s Rolf they’re going up against. Good luck fellas!!

ALSO THIS SHOW HAS REACHED ITS 25TH ANNIVERSARY YAYAYAYAYA

STOP YOU ARE SO RIGHT!!! I definitely see Rolf as the older brother of all the other kids and he’s for sure a big tickle monster to them 💖

And please Double D 100% just falls to the floor in laughter 🥺💖

[fluffyticklespots]

Hand It Over! (My Hero Academia)

Warning: Tickle fic ahead!

Characters: Todoroki, Bakugou

Word Count: 1,535

Summary: Bakugou wants to watch TV, but Todoroki had control of the remote first. After (barely) asking nicely, he decides the only way to get it is through torture~.

A/N: This fic isn't necessarily TodoBaku, but it can be read that way or platonically! :D

“I said, give it to me!”

“Stop, Bakugou, I was here first.”

“Like I give a shit, Icy-Hot! Hand it over!”

Todoroki yelped when Bakugou pounced on him. He angrily tried grasping at the TV remote, which Todoroki held high above his head. Everything had been peaceful until Bakugou decided he wanted to come out of his room for once. Todoroki was watching a news program, though not much had been going on aside from the usual reports, and not two minutes had passed before Bakugou started demanding the remote. The half-and-half hero was used to this behavior from his classmate by now, but that didn’t stop him from rolling his eyes at the way he was being spoken to.

He tried grabbing at his explosive classmate’s hands with one of his own while still keeping the remote out of reach. “Stop. I already told you I’d give it to you when my show was over.”

“It’s the news!” Bakugou scoffed, still grappling for the remote, “It’s not even entertaining!”

“Maybe not to you, but it is to me.”

“Gimme the remote!”

“I said no.”

Bakugou growled, aggravated at the fact that his classmate was being so calm and that he was about equal strength with him, if not more so, so trying to grab the remote while he was pushing him away was more of a difficult task than he’d like it to be. In the midst of his fruitless attempts, he shifted his position, and accidentally brushed his hand along Todoroki’s side when rebalancing. He shot his gaze downward when he heard a loud gasp escape from his friend, along with his arm coming down ever so slightly.

“The hell was that?” Bakugou inquired, his usual gruffness accompanied by a sprinkle of interest and confusion.

“N-Nothing,” Todoroki stammered, his heart pounding and face flushed.

The hot headed hero silently scanned his friend beneath him, trying to figure out what could have elicited such a sound. He narrowed his eyes and shot him a glare.

“I’m not dumb, Icy-Hot!”

“I never said you were.”

“Then tell me what that sound was!”

Todoroki felt himself sinking further into the couch, wishing he could just go back to watching TV. He felt his face heating up more and more by the second. He didn’t know how to get out of this. Bakugou was determined and stubborn; there was no way he was going to let this go. Quickly and in a panic, he took the moment Bakugou was distracted to squeeze at his side with his free hand. His classmate yelped in surprise, defensively wrapping his arms around his torso. This didn’t stop Todoroki, as he grinned a little and continued squeezing the side he had a grip on. Bakugou grit his teeth, growling in place of forced laughter, and tried clawing at his friend’s offending hands.

“S-Stop! What are you d-doing?!”

“What’sa matter, Bakugou? Are you ticklish?”

“O-Of course not, moron! Stop it!”

“If you’re not ticklish, then why do you want me to stop?” Todoroki moved his hand up to Bakugou’s ribs, squeezing and scribbling whatever surface he could that his friend wasn’t actively protecting.

“B-Becahause!” Bakugou doubled over, practically falling on top of Todoroki while he clutched his torso desperately. “Leheheave me alone!!”

“Were those giggles I heard~? Did the big, bad Bakugou just giggle?”

“No! Shut UUUHUHUHUP! AHAHAHA NOHOHOHO!”

Todoroki smirked as his explosive friend came crashing down onto him. He continued to rapidly squeeze and knead at the spot just above his ribcage, not letting up for a second. Bakugou thrashed like a fish out of water, shoving at his friend’s hands in pure desperation. He couldn’t even muster up the strength to back away from him, that was how badly it tickled.

“Not ticklish, huh?”

“SHUHUHUHUT YOUR MOHOHOHOUTH! S-STAHAHAHAHAP! I WILL KIHIHILL YOHOHOHOU!”

“That’s not nice, Bakug–”

The half-and-half hero yelped when he felt a squeeze at his own side, and he absolutely melted when the squeezes continued. He lost any energy to keep up his own ticklish onslaught, and used any remaining energy to keep himself from laughing. Gasping for breath, Bakugou kept kneading and pinching his friend’s sides, grateful for the moment of reprieve. Once he finally regained his strength, he sat up fully and dug into his sides with more force.

“Oh, you all quiet now? What happened to that cocky attitude you just had, Icy-Hot?” He smirked and proceeded to explore Todoroki’s abdomen. He squeezed, kneaded, and scribbled his fingers along every inch of his ticklish torso. “C’mon! You were so vocal just a second ago! Laugh, dammit!”

A swift shake of his head was enough to encourage Bakugou to try even harder. He explored the entirety of his classmate’s torso, some spots eliciting more of a struggle than others, but he knew he hit the jackpot when he ventured up to his armpits. A single poke was enough to cause Todoroki to squeal and thrash harder than he had thus far. He shot his arms down and started pushing at his tormentor, but he grabbed his wrists and pinned them above his head with one hand. The remote had long since fallen to the floor.

“There we go,” Bakugou grinned mischievously as he drilled into his friend’s hollows with his free hand.

“BAHAHAHAHAKUGOHOHOU!! PLEHEHEHEHEASE!”

“Please? Please what? You have no room to beg, you started this!” He started kneading his thumb into the pits while scribbling his fingers on the outsides of them. “But I won’t object to hearing you beg. So go on, beg all ya want! See how far it gets you~.”

“NOHOHOHO TEHEHEHEASING!! C-C’MOHOHOHOHON, PLEHEHEHEHEASE STOHOHOHOP!!”

The smirk on the explosive teen’s face was spine-chilling. He looked sadistic as he tormented his poor classmate, really digging into one of his worst spots with such vigor, and feeding off the desperation in his voice. The combination of his bright red face and shrieking, helpless laughter was intoxicating. He had no intention of stopping anytime soon, and it showed. That is unless…

“You regretting not giving me the remote yet?”

“YOHOHOHOHOU’RE STIHIHIHILL ON ABOUT THAHAHAHAHAT?!”

“Why wouldn’t I be? You never gave it to me! Come to think of it…” Bakugou turned his hand into a claw, intensely scribbling into his friend’s armpits with deadly precision. “Is that why you started tickling me? Did I accidentally tickle you while tryna grab the remote? You wanted to distract me from trying to do it again?”

The heat that radiated off of his classmate’s face was enough of an answer. Todoroki shrieked, whined, and thrashed as his armpits were tormented. He wanted to just cover his face, too embarrassed to even wanna be in the same room as Bakugou right now. No one had known he was ticklish. Hell, he hadn’t even known until a particular confrontation with Midoriya not long ago. His upbeat friend had sworn not to tell a soul, though, so he figured he was safe from anyone else finding out. How he hated being wrong.

“Well?” Bakugou pinched the skin around the half-and-half hero’s armpits, drilled directly into the middle of them, rapidly scribbled and tickled every inch of the sensitive skin, doing whatever he could to squeeze out the loudest and most desperate laughter.

“YEHEHEHEHES, OKAHAHAHAY?! YEHEHEHEHEHES! AHAHAHAHARE YOU HAHAHAPPY NOHOHOW?!”

“Not yet. You still need to hand over the remote.”

“FIHIHIHINE, JUHUHUHUHUST TAHAHAHAKE IT!”

“I don’t think I wanna stop just yet, you’re having so much fun~!”

“BAHAHAHAHAKUGOU!!”

“Ugh. Fine. After this.” Bakugou proceeded to lift his classmate’s shirt up, hold down his wrists with both of his hands, scoot downward, then positioned his lips above his tummy.

“W-What… Whahahat are you dohoing?” Todoroki looked on with confusion, tensing his belly for the worst. 

Without a word, the explosive hero took a large breath in, then blew a giant raspberry on his friend’s bare tummy. The noise that escaped him was almost inhuman. A mix of a shriek, a snort, and uncontrollable laughter, immediately followed by silent hysterics. Todoroki thrashed and bucked and squirmed, desperately trying to get away from the ticklish torment. He had never experienced such a torturous feeling before. And yet, he would be lying if he said it didn’t feel exhilarating.

Once his long raspberry concluded, Bakugou sat off of his friend, shooting him an amused smirk. His classmate was a mess of tear-stained, red cheeks, residual giggles, and tingling nerves everywhere. After a few moments of trying to calm down, he sat up fully and glared at Bakugou, though it lost any effectiveness due to the wide smile he so desperately tried to hide.

“So, remote?” Bakugou inquired expectantly.

Todoroki huffed as he got off of the couch, legs trembling. He went around to the side the armrest he had been pinned to was on, and grabbed the remote that had fallen to the floor in the commotion. He then plopped back onto the couch, all energy having been expended.

“Here,” he glowered at Bakugou as he handed him the remote.

“Finally,” the hot head relaxed into the couch as he changed the channel, looking victorious. He then peered at Todoroki curiously, saw his attempt at a scowl, and laughed. “What? Your show’s over anyway~.”

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

Kind of like behind the scenes when Enha and Skz recorded dance challenges together for promoting their songs :D

Lee Ni-ki Ler Hyunjin & Lee Jake Ler Felix 😆

-🍪

Double Trouble:

image credits to @//hyunchanz on tumblr

words: 500 a/n: my enhastay heartu is so happy 🎧🎶 [im sorry its short :ccc] lee: Niki and Jake ler: Felix and Hyunjin taglist: @someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae @jeonginsdiary @leeknowstan33 @v--143 @wereallgonnadieonedaybutnottoday @inkytornpagess @lajanaa @a-wild-seungberry this fic is about tickling, if it's not your cup of tea pls scroll!~

Felix groaned. Award shows were amazing, but so so boring. 

He wished something interesting would happen.

His wish was almost immediately granted as he spotted someone very familiar in the crowd. 

“Hiii!” Felix yelled, running over to Jake, who looked very surprised. 

“Ah-Felix! Nice to see you here!” He shook Lixie’s hand, smiling up at Hyunjin, who had followed the brownie boy in fear that the younger would get lost in the crowd like he normally did. 

“Nice to see yo-ooh, hi Niki!” Hyunjin exclaimed, shaking the younger boy’s hand. 

Niki grinned happily, holding onto Jake’s hand and looking around. 

“Let’s head somewhere private, yeah?” Hyunjin offered. “Mhm, it’s getting really boring.” Felix groaned again, bouncing slightly in place. 

“Okay! Cmon Niki.” Jake coaxed the younger, following the others as they found a backstage room they could access. 

“Let’s do tiktoks or something!” Felix yelled happily, bouncing around with Jake in their chaotic energy. 

“OOH YES!” Niki agreed. 

A few dance challenges later, the men all collapsed onto the chairs in the room, exhausted and so happy. 

Felix stretched his arms over his head, shrieking loudly when Hyunjin poked his armpit. 

“Oh, hyung, you’re ticklish!?” Niki giggled, watching a red blush overtake Lixie’s face. 

“Please. Everyone in our group’s ticklish.” Felix rolled his eyes, glaring at Hyunjin. 

“Are you ticklish?” Hyunjin teased, watching Niki gulp and shake his head hesitantly. 

“Don’t even lie! He’s one of the most ticklish.” Jake giggled. 

“Wow, the betrayal!” Felix laughed, watching Niki cover his face in embarrassment. 

“Well, I know Jake’s ticklish! He should get punished for ratting out the maknae!” Hyunjin argued, Felix nodding his head in agreement. 

“Wait! That’s so unfair…GUYS!” Jake stood up and bolted around the room, Felix and Hyunjin hot on his heels as Niki doubled over in his chair. 

Felix managed to tackle the boy, dragging him to the floor and laying him there. 

He straddled his waist, digging into his neck and earning a loud scream of laughter. 

“That’s his worst spot!” Niki yelled in surprise, watching Felix’s tickle his hyung to pieces. 

“And now you get it for snitching on him.” Hyunjin dragged Niki off of the chair and onto the floor. 

He stood up and grabbed Niki’s arm, trapping the boy there. 

He dug mercilessly into the youngest’s underarms, watching him scream and squeal loudly, falling apart underneath the dancer. 

“NAHAHA FEHEHELIX! COHOME OHON YOUHU CAN STOHOHOP NOW!” Jake begged, twisting crazily under the brownie boy’s grip. 

“Eh, I don’t really wanna.” Felix whined, vibrating his fingers deeper and watching the boy fall apart. 

“HYUHUHUNG! STAHAHAHAHAP!” Niki screeched, twisting and squirming aggressively, however nothing helped him escape Hyunjin’s grasp on his arm. 

“Okay, okay. Let’s try not to make them faint.” Hyunjin giggled, letting up.

Felix smiled warmly at the panting boy underneath him. 

“Youhou’re crazy…” Jake panted. 

“And you’re NEXT!” Niki pounced. 

Let’s say that it was a while before either group found their members, laughter filling the backstage to the award show. 

[mythica0]

Giggles

🎂: Fop: anw

🧁: Dev

🍫: Magic, Technically Hazel, Cosmo and Wanda.

Summary: After Dev gets a case of the giggles, Hazel accidentally makes a strange wish. But she doesn’t mind.

A/N: this is part of the little story I have going! Also, Different ler this time! :D enjoy!!

Giggles

Dev was really giggly today.

He didn’t know why, but everything seemed hilarious. He was struggling to keep it together in class despite the fact that all they were doing was listening to a lecture on the history of America.

Everyone naturally noticed the drastic change from his usual attitude, especially Hazel. So, After school when they were doing their usual post-school hang out in the park, Hazel mentioned it.

“Hey dev! What’s going on with you today? You’ve been all giggly!”

“I dohohont know! Everything just seheems funny for some reheason. And I’m laughing even when I’m not finding anything funny!” Giggles littered his speech, making him have to talk around them.

“Well I like it! I wish you were this giggly all the time!”

“Coming right up, squirt!” Wanda winked at Hazel before doing a little gesture with her wand. There was a magical glow around Dev for a moment- but nothing happened.

Hazel looked up at Cosmo and Wanda, “why didn’t anything happen?”

“Well, he was already giggly! So the wish has nothing to do right now!”

“Oh, ok!”

They continued to hang for a minute before they separated and went home, excited to hang out the next day. They were having a lovely Saturday picnic.

“See ya tomorrow around noon, Dev!”

“Seheeehe ya hahazel!”

Dev was wondering the whole time what exactly the wish was going to do to him. Was it just gonna make him find everything funny again? He wasn’t sure. But he was about to find out.

The following morning, Dev woke up and immediately burst into giggles. There was an unbearably tickly sensation in his tummy. It felt like he was being tickled from the inside.

“Whahahahat ihihin thehehe wohohorld!” He wrapped his arms around himself, sitting up and doubling over in laughter.

‘Is this from hazels wish yesterday?’ His mind echoed, barely able to form coherent thoughts because of the fluttery, buzzing sensation.

Peri poofed into the room, hearing the laughter. “What’s going on Dev?”

“Ihihit tihihihicklehehes!!”

The purple wearer raised an eyebrow. “What tickles?”

“Ihi thihihink ihihits hahahazels wihish!”

“Ooohh, that makes sense. Is this gonna happen all day?”

“Ihi dohont knohohow!” All of a sudden the tingling spread to his ribs and sides, causing his giggles to grow.

“Eheeheeehahaahaaa! Ohoho myhyhy gohohosh hahahaheheha!”

After a minute, the tingling died down, but it didn’t stop entirely. It left a light buzzy sensation that made an impossible-to-repress smile adorn Dev’s face, and small giggles to leave him every once in a while.

Over the course of the next few hours, the two concluded that the wish would always leave a bit of tickly sensation in his tummy, making it so he laughed more often and at random things, but that sometimes it would kick up, causing him to double over in rapid giggles until they died down again.

Thank goodness it was a Saturday. But There was still the picnic. And not only was Hazel gonna be there, but so was Winn and Jasmine. And they didn’t even know Dev was ticklish yet.

And Dev couldn’t just not show up. That was rude! And also, Hazel would know why.

“Are you ready to go?”

“Reheady ahas I’m gonna gehet.” He giggled out, unable to stop the flow of laughter from pouring out of him.

Then the two left, although Dev wished to be there so he wouldn’t have to walk. He didn’t want to risk being seen by a stranger in a fit of unstoppable laughter.

The park was always dead, thankfully. That’s partially why the group chose it as a hang out spot. They could use magic without fear of being spotted.

Dev was the last to arrive, and he set down the snacks he had brought. (Some Doritos and snickerdoodle cookies.) then, he sat down on the blanket, giggling slightly

Hazel eyed him knowingly.

“So, Dev. What did my wish from yesterday do?”

Dev blushed but answered anyway. He was hesitant, because Winn and Jazz didn’t know, but he figured they would find out eventually so might as well get it over with.

“I-it’s been… tickling me.”

Winn and Jazz looked on in slight shock. “You’re ticklish? No way!”

Hazel nodded. “Yup! I’ve seen it myself.” She turned to Dev. “How’s the experience been?”

Dev was too flustered to answer, so Peri did for him, explaining what they had figured out over the course of the morning.

“I’m pretty sure he’s enjoying it, too~”

“Shuhuhut uhup!” Dev shoved at Peri, but it lost its bite due to the laughs that littered the sentence.

Winn looked to Hazel and asked, “What exactly did you wish for?”

Hazel smiled in an almost mischievous way. “So you know how Dev was all giggly yesterday?”

They nodded. “Well, I wished that he was that giggly all the time. I didn’t plan it out or anything, it kinda just slipped out, but I’m not complaining!”

Just then, the wish decided that now was a good time for it to kick up again.

Dev’s happy giggles burst from him in a wave, him curling around himself and flapping his hands.

“EEEhehehhahaha! Crahahahap nohot ahahagaAHAIN!” He protested, not really meaning it.

“Oh c’mon~, you say that as if this isn’t fun for you.” Peri teased, causing the already present blush on Dev’s face to grow.

“Peheheri!”

“Whaaaat~ I’m just telling the truth! I’m a horrible liar, Ask my parents.”

Cosmo nodded. “Yup! Can’t lie to save his life.”

Dev was completely disarmed by the tickles, then causing him to laugh and stim and squirm about, dropping any walls he might’ve had.

The tickles buzzed through his whole body, infesting his systems with a rush of dopamine. It tickled so much! But also felt so good! He couldn’t have felt sad if he tried, happiness being flooded into his systems as he laughed and giggled and smiled.

Eventually they died back down again,and they all had fun at the picnic. Winn used Dev’s extra giggly nature to practice his dad jokes, and after a while his stomach hurt in the best way from all the laughter.

As they were all eating dessert, the wish flared up once more.

“Dahahang ihihit nohohoho!”

Jasmine laughed a little. “It’s happening again!”

Everything in Dev was telling him to laugh, unbearable buzzing tickles shooting through his whole torso. He giggled uncontrollably, doubled over slightly while hugging himself.

“Having fun over there, Dev?” Hazel called with a smirk.

“Shuhuhuhush!” Dev giggled out, embarrassed at the teasing.

Hazel staged whispered in response “I’ll take that as a yes.”

After a few minutes, the wish wore off completely.

“Hahaha.. hoo. Wow.” Dev breathed out as it stopped.

“So how was it, Giggles?” Hazel asked with a smirk

“Oh, you think you’re sooooo smug?”

“As a matter a fact, I do!”

Dev laughed once more. “Ohhohoho! It is SO on!”

Little did Hazel know, this was the beginning of a war.

———THE END————————————————

[featherwingbrushes]

Also From the Party

Oh and that wasn’t all there was actually smth else that happened besides my gay ass being flustered over my gf and their tickles

Those friends we were basically on a double date on? One of them was apparently super excited (obviously I mean we all were and I love spending time with her :D) and very hyper

And very much in the mood to attack me with tickles.

Which to me was completely out of the blue bc it’s not like I told her abt what I told my partner and I know they would never spill a secret like that seeing how it affected me

So this S (I’m gonna call the friend S) randomly in my partner’s room suddenly sprung up from the floor and basically started going after everyone one by one with tickles for a few seconds each (I think she was somehow led to ask/test if anyone was ticklish? I can’t remember what prompted it but I know smth did)

And my slow ass brain didn’t process what was going on until S got to me lying on the floor, and completely dug her fingers into my sides, spidering all over and I absolutely cracked up with laughter and squirms, and S simply commented smth like “Oh yeah you’re definitely ticklish” and after a few seconds gave me a break. JEE I WONDER HOW SHE FIGURED THAT OUT. /s

Another time that happened was when we were all sharing the couch and I was just snuggled up to my partner with S just so happening to be on the other side of me and sudden she just ATTACKS ME AGAIN, specifically just me out of the entire group bc of my reactions, and I basically half-slide off the couch with a screech. So that was embarrassing.

S apologized after all super concerned bc she’s a recovering ppl-pleaser and I tell her it’s completely fine, so she’s like “Sorry, sorry, I wouldn’t have done that if I knew it was gonna —something something— It’s just so fun to like—“ *proceeds to just absolutely decimate my sides again for another few seconds* “—Y’know?”

“Yeah, it’s fine S, you’re fine. I’m just the target now I guess.”

And that periodically happened at least 2 or 3 more times that night for only a few seconds and I swear it was basically edging my lee mood.

So yeah anyway that night was super fun as much as I was on edge the whole time lol

[mystwrites]

imagine douma and kokushibo having tickle fights while they're alone :3

( please write this when you can :D )

i wasn’t going to write this cuz my requests are closed but i love kokushibo and douma so why not?☺️

A look of competitiveness appeared on Kokushibo’s face as he took in Douma’s words. The rainbow eyed demon desired to have a tickle fight much to the other’s amusement and had worked up the courage to ask. Placing his katana down, Kokushibo jumped down to the platform below him, looking at Douma with an intense gaze.

“Fine, but go inside the room over there. I don’t want anyone hearing the shenanigans you cause.” Kokushibo responded, playfully shoving Douma into the room while he took off his zori and entered, the door shutting behind them.

They were alone in a small room, the wood floors covered with tatami mats. In the corner, resided a small little lantern providing a little bit of light. No one knew where they were and they were a little further away from the meeting platform so Kokushibo thought that there would no harm in letting loose for a little bit. Kokushibo looked at his opponent and made mental notes of where to tickle Douma. There were so many hot spots on the rainbow eyed demon’s body. His armpits and ribs were good spots along with his thighs and neck but Kokushibo knew from experience that Douma’s weakest spots were his hips and feet. Victory was his if he could get those spots.

Circling one another, Douma constantly taunted Kokushibo, claiming he couldn’t defeat him since he had been the undefeated tickle fight champion. It wasn’t a lie. Douma won every tickle “fight” which was basically him choosing who he wanted to fight at random. Kokushibo didn’t even call it a proper “tickle fight” since the contenders were Akaza, Enmu and Rui along with a very surprised Daki and Gyutaro on occasion. The element of surprise and tickling demons who are clearly more ticklish and not entirely aware of what they were participating in doesn’t count whatsoever and Kokushibo wanted to take Douma down a few pegs.

“Don’t get too cocky…” Kokushibo warned, cracking his knuckles and neck. “I happen to know all of your ticklish spots.~”

“Likewise!” Douma retorted, jabbing the brunette’s flanks with his middle and index fingers before jumping back and out of reach. “First to cry “uncle” is the loser!!!”

Kokushibo let out a wheeze before swiftly grabbing Douma, his fingers wiggling against his ribs. Douma let out a laugh and latched onto Kokushibo’s ribs, squeezing in retaliation. A laugh escaped and Kokushibo collapsed to the floor, Douma jumping on top of him.

“Haaa!! I gotcha now, Koku dono!~” Douma teased, kneading each space between Kokushibo’s ribs. “Cry uncle already! I know you want to!~”

“N-not a ch-chahahahaa-AAHAHAHANCE!!” Kokushibo burst, laughing hard as Douma squeezed the spot just above his hips. “THAHAT’S IT!!!”

Douma let out an ear piercing shriek as Kokushibo suddenly grabbed his arm and flipped him onto his back. Landing on the floor, Douma wheezed in shock before screaming and trying to shove his opponent away, laughing more and weakening slowly. It wasn’t hard for Kokushibo to gain the upper hand and subdue his subordinate.

Once on top, Kokushibo swiftly untucked Douma’s red and black turtle neck, sliding his hands up his shirt to tickle his way up to Douma’s armpits.

“K-Kohokushihohibohoho!!!” Douma cried, managing to flip them over once more, fingers attacking Kokushibo’s armpits.

“Hahaha!! Whahat? Cahahan’t hahandle a little armpit tihihickling??” Kokushibo shot back, wheezing a little louder as Douma pinched his stomach. “Ohohoh that is IT!!”

It was futile to fight back now. Kokushibo rolled Douma over and lay him on his back, his fingertips digging gently skittering against the sides of his neck. Douma’s adorably contagious laughter doubled as Kokushibo suddenly started to squeeze the soft, fleshy parts of his belly and suddenly shooting back up to his neck before going back down to his belly. Douma kicked his feet out and squealed, his cheeks bursting with a light pink tinge that started spreading to the tips of his ears and down his neck.

“Goodness! You’re blush is spreading from the tips of your ears to your neck!” Kokushibo pointed out, tickling his ears and neck to emphasize the blushing.

“I-ihihit’s y-your fahahault!!” Douma growled, suddenly screaming as hands grabbed his hips and squeezed. “NONONONO!!! KOHOHOKUSHIBO DONO AHAHAA NOOOOO!!!”

“Oh my…” Kokushibo gasped, his left eyes squinting. “Mmm…this seems like your most ticklish spot…let’s see…”

A squeeze caused Douma to let out a scream. “NONONO!! AHAHAA!! NOT MY HIHIHIPS!! PLEHEHEASE!!”

Yep, definitely Douma’s most ticklish spot.

“So loud…” Kokushibo mumbled, smirking. “Do it again!”

Another squeeze caused Douma to scream again and as the squeezes became faster and faster, Douma’s scream laugh began to escape. His feet flailed behind Kokushibo who now rested comfortably on his thighs, grinning, actually grinning as he took the tickle monster of the Kizuki down.

“Mmhmhm! Do I win this tickle fight?” Kokushibo prompted, one hand squeezing Douma’s left knee while the other thumb rubbed circles into his hipbone.

“NOHOHO!” Douma retorted, screaming as Kokushibo reached further back. “NOT MY FEET!! NOHOHOT MY FEHEHEET PLEHEHEASE!!!”

“Mmm…but I want to win…so I guess I’ll get your fee…”

“OKAHAHAAY!! OKAYOKAY!! AHAHAHA! *snorts* YOU WIHIHIN!!!”

“You can’t just say that I win. Say “uncle” and I’ll stop!~”

Douma grinned a very smug grin, laughing still. “IHIHI’LL NEHEHEVER GIHIHIVE IN!!”

Kokushibo’s lips pulled at the corners. Now grinning, Kokushibo knew of one specific technique he’s witnessed Douma perform on Akaza and Gyutaro a time or two. Lifting Douma’s shirt all the way up to his ribs, Kokushibo inhaled and placed his lips on Douma’s stomach, blowing a raspberry. Douma instantly screamed bloody murder and cackled wildly, clearly unable to handle the sudden sensations the raspberry brought on.

“OKAY!! OKAHAHAY!! AHAHAHA!! *snorts* I GIHIHIVE!! I GIVE!! AHAHAHA!!” Douma screeched, shoving and slapping at Kokushibo’s shoulders with each raspberry. “KOHOHOKUSHIBO DONO!!! AHAHAHA!!! UHUHUNCLE!! I SUHUHURRENDER!!! YOU WIHIHIN AHAHAHA!!”

With one final raspberry, Kokushibo released Douma and watched him roll away. Chuckling, he helped Douma stand, and smirked. “I win!”

Douma stuck his bottom lip out in a childish pout. “You’re so mean to meeeee!!!” he whined, Kokushibo ruffling his hair.

“But you wanted to have a tickle fight. I indulged in your childish nonsense.”

“But you had fun too! Don’t call it childish if it made you smile for once!” Douma argued.

Kokushibo’s smile suddenly disappeared, his normal stoic expression plastered on his face. “Not a word to anyone about this! Do you understand me?”

“Yes, Koku dono!~” Douma replied with an eye roll, poking Kokushibo’s nose before turning away.

“This is our special thing, okay? Not a word!” he repeated, Douma choosing to start walking away. “I said “okay”???”

Grabbing Douma from behind, Kokushibo’s hands clawed at Douma’s tummy, the blonde once again collapsing to the floor in a fit of hysterics.

“OKAY OKAHAHAY!! AHAHAHA!! IHIHI UHUHUNDERSTAHAHAND!!” Douma wailed, covering his tummy as Kokushibo continued clawing. “I SUHUHURRENDER!!!”

Shaking his head, Kokushibo sighed and released the playful demon below him. As Douma left, Kokushibo smiled slightly before sliding his feet into his zori sandals and turning to grab his katana from the platform above. How has a certain upper ranked demon convinced him to just let loose and have fun? Kokushibo would never know.

[nucanitickles]

Edmond Gets Got Drabble + Headcanons

Edmond was fun to mess with.

Eiden couldn't help but grin as he cornered the knight against a wall in the mansion, already noticing the pretty blush spreading across those pale cheeks. "Already?" He giggled, watching it grow in intensity, "I've not even said anything yet."

He watched Edmond flounder for a moment, hearing a 'scoundrel' or two gritted out through his teeth, before speaking again. "Don't worry, don't worry, I'm not doing that this time."

If he read too deep into it, he'd almost think Edmond was disappointed, but he didn't give the blue-haired man any time to speak. He dug his fingers into Edmond's sides, feeling hard muscle tense beneath his fingers and quiver. "D-don't!" Edmond's gritted teeth barely let the word pass through his mouth, too busy fighting the urge to burst out laughing.

"Why not?" Eiden whined, ignoring Edmond's attempts to push his hands away and starting to tickle his ribs instead. "I never get to see you laugh! I love your cute little smile but I want to see you properly smiling and laughing! It's necessary! Soul food! Heart fuel! Where was I going with this..."

It didn't matter anyway. As soon as Eiden's hands dropped to Edmond's hips, the man froze beneath him. He hadn't even started doing anything yet.

"Oh." Eiden muttered, before grinning wickedly.

"No!" Edmond tried to push Eiden's hands away, but Eiden was too quick for him.

"Yes!" He yelled, digging into his hipbones, and Edmond lost it. Squealing laughter erupted out of him, the man doubling over from the force of it and slapping at whatever part of Eiden he could in a weak attempt at fighting.

"STOP!" He begged between breaths, "Mercy, please!"

"Oh hell no!" Eiden cackled above him, "Now I know how to make you give me a break in sword practice!"

Edmond squeaked - actually squeaked - when Eiden moved to squeeze his thighs, and they froze for a second. The knight had one hand clasped to his mouth, as if in horror that he'd actually made that noise, while Eiden's face was slowly grinning in realisation.

"No way!" He began tickling Edmond's thighs with more enthusiasm, causing the man to fall to the floor in an attempt to escape. "That was the cutest shit I ever heard! Again, again!"

Edmond tried to reach for his blade - whether to whack Eiden across the ass or to actually kill the man he didn't know - but a sneaky hand working it's way into his armpit caused him to shriek and slam his arms down.

Yeah, he wasn't getting away from this that easily.

🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵

🩵 Oh Edmond. My angel. My boy. My precious. I love him. Therefore I must conclude that he is horrendously ticklish and he is incredibly embarrassed by that fact.

🩵 Oh also he's 100% a lee. Even the mention of the dreaded t-word gets him flustered, so actually doing it to someone else? Out of the question.

🩵 Weakest spots are his tummy and thighs, with a bonus point for his ears because they're not too sensitive but it triggers a really pretty blush that spreads all the way from there to his nose to his collarbones it's AMAZING

🩵 Doesn't fight, his senses are too overloaded for that. He merely collapses to the ground. That's his defence mechanism.

🩵 You can pry the headcanon of Edmond having a squeaky squealy laugh out of my cold dead hands it is in such contrast to his stoic knight demeanor that it instantly makes him 1000x cuter

🩵 You'd kill him by doing it, but if you could get him to ask for tickles, you'd be rewarded with a red-faced Edmond very quietly asking for you to tickle him and it's adorable. And kind of sad...

🩵 You can't just stop tickles abruptly with Edmond because he expects to be attacked again. You have to wind them down, until eventually the pads of your fingers are just gently stroking his skin, and then you must cuddle him until he kicks you out of the room because otherwise he's too on edge and he'll be jumpy and that's just no fun.

🩵 Please tickle hug him. Not in public and definitely not if you don't know him, but when you're close to him and he's stressed or sad just pull him into a hug and lightly tickle him and it helps him relax.

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

Weak:

>>>his smile

𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.

this is so messy i am SO sorry…😭🫣

𝒍𝒆𝒆: Changbin 

𝒍𝒆𝒓s: Chan, Hyunjin, Jisung (basically 3racha + hyunjin’s dorm)

𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘶𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘦𝘢 𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭i𝘯𝘨! 💗

𝕥𝕨: massage chair, changbin almost faints in the end and is a cute little shit, tons of nibbles and raspberries, some swearing

𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥: @someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae @dandyboyseungmo

𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣u.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘

Changbin was nervous. Let’s just say the others had finally convinced their manager to finally get a massage chair, and they were all trying it out.

Bin wasn’t stupid. He knew his sensitivity with massage chairs and he wasn’t about to get himself trapped in this situation. 

When it was his turn to try out the chair, he excused himself to the restroom, trying to escape afterwards just to get caught by…

“Hyung? Where are you going? Don’t you wanna try the chair?” Jisung questioned the panicked older. 

“Ohh I’m a little tired Sung, maybe i’ll try a little later…” Changbin tried to look anywhere but Han’s face. 

“Oh! Well if you’re tired…just sit on the chair for like 2 minutes, please?” Han pleaded, eyes sparkling with excitement. 

The dark rapper definitely couldn’t resist the younger’s eyes, but he tried to. Way too fast, he gave in. I mean, how sensitive could it be? 

Changbin took a deep breath as Jisung pressed a few buttons on the remote, and when the chair turned on, Bin could feel the wands pushing up into his back, vibrating as a form of massage. 

However, it definitely didn’t feel like a massage to the poor rapper, instead, Binnie tried not to let out a stream of giggles as the feeling almost overwhelmed his body. 

He lasted about a total of 10 seconds before he started giggling quietly, body squirming as Han gave him an incredibly confused look. 

Ohhh, poor Bin could already feel the blush creeping up his face as he t r i e d to hold in his giggles, but failing every time. 

He heard loud laughter and as he looked over to see who was laughing, he made eye contact with a gleeful Hyunjin. 

“HAHA IT’S TICKLISH FOR HIM, HAN!” Hyunjin doubled over in laughter, as Changbin whined pitifully. 

It was Jisung’s turn to laugh at his hyung as the boy tried his hardest to get off the chair, just to get pushed and held down by Hyunjin. 

“plehehease okahay it tihickles juhuhust lehet me oHOHOUT!” Changbin yelled as Hyunjin straddled his waist, only pushing his torso deeper into the chair. 

In the next few seconds, Hyunjin had managed to call Chan while Jisung got on Bin’s legs, only trapping the giggling boy’s legs down further. 

Chris arrived, due to Hyunjin’s call, and laughed when the explanation was shouted into his ear. 

“Well, I knew Binnie was sensitive to those chairs, he’s always avoided them.”

“Haha yeah it’s so funny that he’s always the one holding our arms up when we get wrecked by each other, and now he’s the one trapped!” Jisung laughed as Chan and Hyunjin looked at him with a smile. 

Meanwhile the poor rapper was going mad, unable to move while the others teased him. 

“hehehe shuhut uhup!” Bin flushed a deep red when the others cooed at his giggles.

Chan walked over and pulled Changbin’s weakened arms up, resulting in protests from the rapper as he tried his hardest to stop the oldest. 

Hyunjin decided to shut him up but suddenly digging deep into the older’s torso. 

Changbin’s face stretched into a wide, and frankly, adorable smile as he screeched at the suddenness of the sensation. 

“YAHAHAHA HYUHUHUNJIHIN PLEHEAHEASE!” He yelled. Jisung stretched him out more as the older begged and begged. 

Changbin’s normally strong body felt weak, and he was unable to do anything except laugh his head off as Hyunjin squeezed at his ribs. 

“OHO MY GAHAD STAHP STAHAHAP PLHEHEHEASEEE!” 

Bin squealed loudly as Jisung joined in from his legs, digging his nimble fingers into the firm muscle of the rapper’s thighs. 

Changbin managed to thrash so much that he flipped over, however this only made things worse as his sensitive chest and torso was now the one getting the massage…

“AHAHAHA PLEHEHEASE TUHURN IT OHOHOHOFF!” Changbin screamed as Chan managed to raise his arms above his head again, and easy feat considering how weak he was. 

Jisung continued digging into the back of his thighs as Hyunjin cooed at the rapper, occasionally pinching at his side to hear him squeal. 

“FUHUHUCK YOUHU, MEHEHEHEANIES!!!” Hyunjin gasped dramatically as Chan glared at the nervously giggling rapper, who knew he had made a mistake. 

Chan was able to let go of the younger’s arms now, as Changbin was too weak to try anything anyway. 

He pressed Bin’s arms into the chair by sitting on them, giggling as the rapper screeched from the sensation on his underarms. 

The eldest dug all his fingers into Changbin’s back ribs while Hyunjin abandoned his side for the small of his back, wiggling his fingers there just to watch Changbin’s thrashing increase, while Jisung let go of his thighs in favor of getting the rapper’s feet. 

The sensation drove him mad, and Changbin screamed the loudest he could before descending into silent laughter, tears steaming down his face. 

Chan giggled at how violently Binnie was shaking, and then decided to give the poor boy a break. 

“Okay guys let’s just let him catch his breath.” Chan reached over to turn the chair off, laughing when Changbin sighed loudly in relief, residual giggles coming from the rapper as he laid face down on the chair. 

“ugh frihick youhu people.” Changbin commented, eyes widening as he felt his shirt being lifted up at the back. 

“You’re really gonna regret that…” Hyunjin replied, scribbling over Bin’s back lightly to hear his sweet giggles. 

Hyunjin lowered his head and took a deep breath, while an unsuspecting Bin sagged in his chair. 

Hyunjin suddenly blew a very long raspberry right on the small of Bin’s back, watching as the rapper jolted and screeched in laughter, thrashing around as the other two began their torture as well. 

“NONONOHOHOHO STAHAHAHAHA-” The rest of Changbin’s sentence was lost as Hyunjin nibbled at his back, and the feeling of teeth was obviously too much for the boy as he cut in and out of silent laughter. 

Bin felt like he was seconds from ascending as he went limp from weakness. 

Finally, the others decided he had enough and let go of him entirely, cooing at his red face and exhausted body. 

Hyunjin ran to get him some water while the rest of 3RACHA helped Changbin catch his breath. The rapper sagged into the hug as he sipped at his water. 

“Sorry if we went too far, hyung.” Jisung apologized. 

“To be fair though, you were so cute!” Chan squealed. “Who knew that this was your weakness?” Hyunjin sarcastically asked. 

“It’s okahay guhuys! Really, i’m fihine!” Changbin reassured as he panted. 

“I’m so doing this again!” Chan exclaimed, laughing when Changbin groaned and smiled slightly at him. 

He liked the feeling maybe just a little too much…

𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.

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[menyria]

100 Questions to get to know me - I was bored ok

1. Are you a morning or night person? Morning. 2. Are you afraid of the dark? Nah, depends on the situation. 3. Are you an extrovert or introvert? Mostly extrovert. 4. Are you double jointed? Nope. 5. Are you left or right handed? Right! 6. Are you more of a tidy person or a messy one? A little of both! More messy I believe! 7. Are you on time or always late? I was always late to school, but now I’m tend to be in time mostly! 8. Are you ticklish? On some part of my body :l 9. Can you curl your tongue? Yaaaaas 10. Can you ice skate? A little, was better when I was younger! 11. Can you wiggle your ears? Yeah ;D 12. Coffee or tea? Both! 13. Cookies, cake or donuts? Cookies!!! 14. Did you ever participate in a talent show? I believe so, like once? 15. Did you go to prom? Yes, it was kinda boring though. 16. Did you like school? I loved High school due to my amazing class! 17. Do you believe in ghosts? Sometimes. 18. Do you bite your nails? Nope. 19. Do you consider yourself a good cook? Yeah sure haha 20. Do you enjoy dancing? Love dancing ;u; 21. Do you enjoy DIY or crafts? Yeah, but I do not craft things that often! 22. Do you forgive easily? Hum, depends on the situation. 23. Do you have a nickname? Aye! Moon moon, moon, Tea and Menyria! 24. Do you have any allergies? A little towards wasps! 25. Do you have any phobias? Hights :O 26. Do you have any piercings or tattoos? Earings and a yin and yang tattoo! 27. Do you have children? Nope! 28. Do you have pets? Two cats named Link and Zelda! 29. Do you have siblings? Little and bigger brother! 30. Do you prefer dogs or cats? Both are nice! 31. Do you prefer Mac or PC? PC! 32. Do you prefer the beach or the mountains? Mountains. 33. Do you prefer to bath or shower? Bath!!! 34. Do you sing in the shower? Yes ofc! 35. Do you smoke? Nope! 36. Do you speak any different languages? Eh, only Swedish and English. 37. Do you still have your wisdom teeth? I have 3 left. 38. Do you still watch cartoons? Ofc I do :o 39. Do you/have you played any sports? Yeh, Kung Fu, circus and dance. 40. Does your name have a special meaning? Altea means “The healer” 41. Have you ever been hospitalized? Nope! 42. Have you ever been on a diet? Not specificly, but I have been eating less sugar at some points. 43. Have you ever been to a concert? Yeah my first one was this year 3023 lmao! 51. If money were no object what would you get for your next birthday? Trip to Hobbiton :o 52. If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be? Still in Sweden I think XD 53. Were you ever a scout or a brownie? Noo 54. What city were you born in? Västerås! 55. What did you last eat? A left over hamburger 56. What did you want to be when you were younger? A vet 57. What do you do on a typical Friday night? Meet friends, watch some show, game, write, play dnd I guess. 58. What is one food that you refuse to eat? Olives. 59. What is one item on your bucket list? Be a naked modell at some point huh 60. What is one item you can’t live without? Phone 61. What is your shoe size? 39 EU 62. What movie have you watched repeatedly? How to train your dragon 1 63. What phone do you have (Apple or Android)? Android 64. What should you be doing right now? Maybe the dishes... 65. What’s one goal you would like to accomplish this year? Get into the school I wana go to! 66. What’s one of your pet peeves? WHen Something I’m looking forward to gets cancelled the last second. 67. What’s the last song you’ve listened to? K/DA - popstars 68. What’s the most expensive item of clothing that you own? My ish-renessance dress. 69. What’s the thing you can’t leave the house without? Phone. 70. What’s your best physical feature? Eyes and butt UwU 71. What’s your Chinese sign? RAT!!! IIIAHH 72. What’s your current obsession? My crush idgghhhjjjjkk I need to stop, cringeeeeeeeeee 73. What’s your dream car? Like a pickup with a lot of space and four wheel driven.  74. What’s your favourite animal? WOOOOOLF YAO 75. What’s your favourite book? Eragon or Acotar 76. What’s your favourite colour? Purple 77. What’s your favourite dessert? Vanilla hearts 78. What’s your favourite drink? Chai latte 79. What’s your favourite food? Something with cheese 80. What’s your favourite foreign food? Idk bro 81. What’s your favourite gadget? My penguin D20 dice 82. What’s your favourite hobby? Drawing 83. What’s your favourite movie? Narnia 84. What’s your favourite restaurant? Idk brooo 85. What’s your favourite sandwich? Something with cheese 86. What’s your favourite season? FALL!!!!! 87. What’s your favourite series? Avatar the last airbender. 88. What’s your favourite snack? Chocolate 89. What’s your favourite sport to watch? I do not have one lmao 90. What’s your favourite thing to have for breakfast? Pancakes ;3

[mushiewrites]

8. CC lee!punz CC ler!dream?

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8 - “Well, someone’s grouchy.” / 590 words

Dream watched from across the room at the grumpy looking blonde, observing Punz as he angrily scrolled through his phone before locking it in frustration and tossing it to the side. He threw his head back against the couch cushions, letting out a huff of air through his nose as he closed his eyes, eyebrows still furrowed together in annoyance like they were stuck that way.

"Well, someone's grouchy." Dream spoke gently, a hint of playful teasing audible in his words but still treading lightly, not knowing what was going on with the older boy.

"Not grouchy..." Punz growled, immediately opening his eyes once he heard the harsh tone in his own voice. "God, sorry Dream. I didn't get much sleep last night with the other two idiots keeping me up."

"That's why I have two locks on my door." The boys giggled at the response while Dream stood up, making his way over next to Punz and lightly punching him in the arm.

At least he tried to punch his arm.

What happened wasn't fully clear to Dream until after it was said and done, everything moving too fast to fully process in the short time it took place. Dream reached his arm out as Punz lifted his own arm to lay across the top of the couch, causing Dream's hand to collide with the top of Punz's ribs. The elder let out a squeal, a noise Dream had never heard him make before, and it immediately grabbed his attention. Once his mind finally caught up with the events that had just played out, he smirked menacingly at Punz, holding up his hands and wiggling them in front of the blonde's face.

"Dream...d-don't."

"Punz...do."

"Whahat?! That doesn't even make- nohoho no! Come ohohon, Dreheheam!" Punz was interrupted by rapid pokes into his sides, making him double over and bring his arms down to press against himself in an attempt to block the tickles.

Unfortunately for Punz, Dream didn't seem to have an issue with this, as he continued poking along the blonde's back ribs, his shoulders, into the crook of his neck - wherever he could poke, his tickly fingers were there. But it was when Dream's huge hands wrapped around Punz's thighs, directly above his knees, that the boy exploded with laughter.

"NAHAHA okahahay okAHAY! Mercy, rehehed, pineapple, juhuhust stohohop!"

Dream was laughing almost as hard as Punz, finding the elder's pleads hilarious. Lucky for Punz, this distracted Dream long enough for the boy to pounce and tackle him down onto the couch, Dream's back pressed against the seat of the couch with Punz happily staring down at him. He looked to either side of him and giggled nervously as Punz took hold of each of his wrists, slowly pulling them above Dream's head and making a show of gripping them with one of his hands, rendering them useless.

"Okahay, wait! Let's just call a truce!"

"Absolutely not."

Dream's laughter rang out into the living room as Punz dug his free hand into the center of his tummy, vibrating his hand and teasing Dream about how ticklish he seemed to be. In his struggles, Dream's hands broke free and a proper tickle fight was started. It ended with the blondes on the floor in a giggly heap, both breathless and blushy and exhausted beyond belief.

Sapnap and George found the two a little after that, snapping pictures as the two boys slept on the floor curled up in each others arms, with silly little smiles still on their faces.

[krispyweiss]

Song Review: The Coward Brothers - “Like Licorice” (Colbert)

The idea of an Elvis Costello/T Bone Burnett collaboration turns out to be more intriguing than an actual Elvis Costello/T Bone Burnett collaboration.

Performing “Like Licorice” - Costello rhymes it with ticklish - as the Coward Brothers on “the Late Show with Stephen Colbert,” Costello and Burnett, backed with fiddle, double bass and steel and playing guitars, are lo-fi and amateurish. If it weren’t for their names, listeners might wonder how they landed on late-night television in the first place.

There’s a joke in here somewhere - the project is part of an Audible Original radio play - but it either doesn’t translate to the music or isn’t the slightest bit funny. Worse, “Like Licorice” is tough to take seriously.

Grade card: The Coward Brothers - “Like Licorice” (Colbert) - D-

11/21/24