#ticklish double d

[veryblushyswitch]

I FOUND THIS ART AND I’M SCREAMING-

Double D is so adorable oh my gosh I can’t 😭💖

[sneakygoldie]

uh did this ig

kinda scared to post it >///<

[eikfjodr]

That moment when you hit your lee's "spot" and they instantly break, and you get to say "oh, you're fucked now! >:D" ❤️

Or- a fun variation- you say "oh, you fucked up now >:D", making it sound like it's their fault. When they ask what they did between laughing, you can say "you're too cute and ticklish" and then double down on that nice little hot spot ✨

[giggly-squiggily]

Birthday Boy (Jujitsu Kaisen)

Heyo! :D A very very belated but happy birthday to Yuji Itadori! Am I over 2 months late? Yes. Am I still gonna share this with y'all? Heck yeah >:3

This is also a gift for the ever amazing @rachi-roo! I've already shared this with her, but I wanted to share it with y'all as well cause who doesn't love Yuji Itadori? (Totally not because I'm running out of writing mojo and resorted to drafted fics heheheheheheeeee) I hope y'all like it! :3

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@thatbigbisexual29 @duckymcdoorknob @gladdygirl18 @baby-tickles2022 @mystwrites @chibisstuff @riisada @sp1racle

Summary: It's Yuji's birthday! Time to give the birthday boy as many tickles as he deserves!

Yuji woke up to blue eyes.

“GAH!” He yelped, falling as far back into his bed as possible. Gojo only grinned from his perch, clearly enjoying himself.

“Good morning, birthday boy~” He sang, tugging at the blanket hiding Yuji’s growing grin. “It’s time to get up- can’t spend your special day tucked in bed now, can we?”

“Is it an option?” Yuji asked, unable to fight down the giggles when Gojo’s eyes flashed, hands grabbing his sides through the sheet.

“I’m afraid not.”

The tickles came soon after, leaving Yuji yelping and giggling against his pillows. “Gohohohohojo shehehehehnsehehehehi! Agheahhahahahah hohohohld ohohohon! I ahhahahahven’t bruhuhuhushed my tehehehehehheheth yeehetet!”

“Don’t worry, you’ll have plenty of time to do that.” The older man snickered, giving Yuji’s upper ribs a pinch just to hear him squeal. “This is just me making sure you’ll stay awake through it.”

“Gehahahahahhaha, buhuhuhut I ahhahahahm ahahahhawhhwhahahhahaake!”

“Are you now? Hmm…” Gojo momentarily paused, taking in his flushed cheeks and heaving form. “I can’t tell. Let me double check!”

“GohohohJOHOHOHOHO!”

~~~~~~

His sides were still tingling as he walked into the dorm’s common space, finding Nobara playing on her phone. When her eyes caught his, she tossed it aside with a grin. “Happy birthday, you dork!”

“Oh thank you- whoa!” Yuji yelped when she practically leaped over the couch, hugging him tightly. This was new- Nobara wasn’t usually the type to throw herself in men’s arms.

Oh…

Oh dear.

“Wait- wait not you twohohohoohohooho!” The realization came far too late as Nobara’s fingers began zooming up and down his sides from behind, scritching along the back of his ribcage. “Nohhoohbahahahra cohoohohohme ohohohohon! I wahahahasn’t rehahhahhahdy!”

“What’s that? You weren’t ready? Oh you poor thing!” Nobara cooed at him, nuzzling her face into his stomach and adding an additional tickle factor. “Is the birthday boy too ticklish for his own good? Huh? Is he?”

Yuji let out a wheeze of mirth, trying to step back and out of her range with little success. It was like a dance- no matter where he went, Nobara was attached to him like glue. “Aehahahahhahaah! Nohoho-Nohohohobahahahra, pleahahhahahse! Whahhaait, wahahhait stahhahap-AH!” His back hit the couch, sending them tumbling over it. “Tihiihihme ohohohout, tihihihme ouhuhuht!”

“Oh okay.” Nobara stopped as promised, only to yelp when Yuji suddenly twisted their positions, sending them tumbling to the carpet below. With her trapped under him, he reached out and..

“Boop!” He tapped her gently on the nose before running for the hills, her cries of his name chasing behind him as he ran.

~~~

Time had passed, his body was starting to ache. He’d been running on the track for the past hour and a half with seemingly no end in sight.

“Come on, Itadori- don’t slow down now!” Panda called to him when he passed, cheering him on. Inumaki called out rice ball ingredients, something Yuji assumed was an encouraging statement. He gave them a thumbs up as he went to finish his last lap.

“Uh oh- better run birthday boy!” Panda called out something new in his voice. Yuji’s had enough experience this morning to know what was coming. “She’ll get you if you slow down~”

“Who-AH!” Yuji squawked seeing Maki flying after him, running like a curse with a mission. Flailing, he tried to pick up speed and outrun her- something he normally could do with ease. Maybe he was tired, or maybe he wanted what was to come, but Yuji soon found himself tackled face first into the track, just barely saved from injury.

“Should have ran faster, birthday boy.” Maki growled in his ear. Seconds later, fingers were tickling his armpits, making him flail and squeal. “Now you get to face my wrath!”

“AHHAHAHA! Noohohohot thehehehhehehre! Cooohohohohme ohohooohon, thahahhat’s soohohooho cheehehehap!” Yuji cried through his giggles, kicking his feet and flailing his arms as he tried and failed to block out Maki’s skillful fingers. “Nohooohoht the pihihihihihits!”

“Oo, he’s so ticklish! Look at him, flailing like a toddler!” Panda laughed as he came over, Inumaki by his side. “Come on, Toge- shall we lend a hand?”

“Salmon.” With that simple word, Yuji’s tickles went from one set of hands to three. Inumaki sat on his legs, scribbling into his thighs and the backs of his knees while Panda wormed a fuzzy hand up his shirt, clawing at his lower back and parts of his belly. Maki switched gears, grabbing Yuji’s wrists and pinning them above his head while the boys went to work.

“EHHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAH! PAHHAHAHNDA! IIHIHIHIHNUMAHHAHHAKI! MAHHHAKI STAHHAHAHAP!” Yuji cried out, cheeks on fire and lungs starting to seize at the seemingly endless tickling. He felt like he was floating away, his soul leaving his body and hovering further up, up, up into the clouds and into the blinding sun.

“Mustard leaf.” Inumaki suddenly spoke up, making the pair pause. Yuji’s soul crash landed right back into his body, making him gasp for air through giggly hiccups.

“Yeah, you're right. Can’t kill him on his birthday- that’d be terrible.” Maki laughed as she ruffled Yuji’s hair, climbing off his back as the others moved away. Soon after a water bottle was placed by his face, one decorated with a panda.

“Thahahank you…” Yuji groaned softly as he took a massive gulp.

~~~

The sun was setting, and Yuji was feeling pretty good. The rest of his day after training with the second years was fairly calm. He spend a good hour just lounging in his room before Gojo busted in announcing they were going out. Soon after he found himself at the local arcade, battling Nobara in air hockey and flexing his dance dance revolution skills on Gojo and Megumi. They even ran into Todo who gave Yuji an oversized Takada shirt. “Only the best for my brother on his special day.” He said it with such pride Yuji couldn’t turn it down- even if he didn’t really know Takada that well.

At the dorms once more, he found himself standing in the common room, a layout of delicious things to eat and a massive cake before him as Gojo and Nobara sang off key happy birthdays. Maki, Panda and Inumaki sounded a bit better- and Yuji suspected Megumi was humming more than actually singing. It was so like him it made Yuji’s heart squeeze.

“What’d you wish for?” Megumi asked later, two slices of cake on their plates as they sat outside on the dorm’s roof, staring up at the stars. Down below, they could hear Panda and Nobara laughing over something, Maki putting away the leftovers from their dinner and Inumaki assisting Gojo in cleaning up. Their antics were like white noise to him; faded and comforting.

“If I tell you that, it won’t come true, will it?” Yuji grinned, snickering when Megumi rolled his eyes. “Thanks for celebrating with me today. I don’t think I’ve had this good of a birthday in a long time.”

“Huh? Wait, seriously?” Megumi sounded a bit shocked, turning to face the other. “What’d you do for all the birthdays before?”

“Stayed at home. Sometimes I went out, but most of the time I just kinda celebrated on my own.” Yuji shrugged as he took another bite of cake, thinking back. “Grandpa would celebrate with me when he could, but when his health caught up with him, he had to be hospitalized. He’d always tell me ‘Birthdays shouldn’t be celebrated with beeping machines and hospital food. Go celebrate with friends.’ I didn’t have the heart to tell him I didn’t have any to celebrate with.”

“Shit..” Megumi looked towards the skyline, unable to find words. Yuji felt a bit bad for dumping that on him so suddenly. “I’m sorry, Yuji.”

“Don’t be- today was great! Besides, those birthdays weren’t bad ones. They were just a bit..lonely, that’s all.” Finishing his cake, he put aside his plate as he leaned back on his hands. “Sorry- I killed the good vibes, didn’t I?”

“...” Megumi looked at him, then he put down his cake, turning to Yuji. “No, you’re fine. But I don’t think you should end the night feeling like this..”

“Huh? WHOA!” Yuji yelped when Megumi pushed him on his back, pinning him. “Should have guessed this was gonna hahahahppen.” Yuji was already laughing before Megumi began tickling, pinching along his hips and making the pink haired boy giggle. “Cahhaharefuuhuhl, I juhuhust ahahahte!”

“Don’t worry- I’ll stop before you feel sick.” Megumi let a rare smile pull on his lips as he carried on gently tickling Yuji, curling his fingers into not so ticklish spots just to keep him smiling. “Can’t have you bummed out on your birthday. It’s bad luck.”

“Ihihihit’s my paahharty, I’ll crihihiihy if I wahhahahan’t to!” Yuji giggled out, barely fighting off Megumi’s hands as they slowly worked up his ribs. “Yohoohohud crhihihiy tohohoho if ihihihit hahahapenened to yohohohoohu!”

“What happened? Oh- wait- that’s a song.” Megumi tsked as he tapped along Yuji’s belly, making him jerk and curl up. “You and your international playlist. I bet you have songs from every part of the world on there, don’t you?”

“Heheheheell yehhahahah! Whahahhanna hehahhar it soohohome tiihihime?”

“Sure. I’ll swing by and we can have a listening session. That’d be nice.” Megumi gently pushed him back as he pinched along the soft spots of Yuji’s skin, earning a squeaky string of laughter in return. “We can invite Nobara- get her in on it. She’ll bring pizza. I’ll get the drinks.”

“Soohoohounds like a plahahhahan! Agehahhhahahaha, ohoohhokay ohohohoaky!” Yuji cried out, catching Megumi’s hands and bringing them away from his stomach. “Thahaht’s enohohough.”

“Got it.” Megumi snorted before releasing Yuji, returning to his spot. With his cake regathered, he nibbled on a bite as he watched his friend curl up and wheeze, breathless with laughter. “You’ve got tickled all day, huh?”

“Yehahah…it was niiihce.” Yuji laughed, bringing himself to sit up. “Really nice. I had alot of fun today.”

“Good. Let’s make it a point to do this every year.” Megumi didn’t look at him when he said it, but Yuji could see how red his ears got, even beneath the dark sky.

“Yeah. Definitely.” Yuji laughed, his voice a bit thick as he fist bumped Megumi’s shoulder.

He was so happy he found them. His little sorcerer family.

Thanks for reading!

[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!

[aticklishpercivalwriter]

Taking Down an Oni - Part 1

Surprise Visit - Part 0 of 3 Taking Down an Oni - Part 1 of 3 (This Post), Also on AO3 Teasing a Childe - Part 2 of 3 Catching Wrio Off-Guard…or Not? - Part 3 of 3

Summary: Itto becomes The One and Ticklish Oni. In other words, he loses a tickle fight.

A/N: Here’s part one you’ve all been waiting for! It was fun writing Itto, especially with his event that appeared. As always, enjoy!

Word Count: 1421

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A minute hadn’t even passed when Itto rushed into a random room with a half-hearted struggling Kazuha before going to town scribbling his sides.

“IHIHIHITTO! AHAHAHAHAHA!” Kazuha immediately laughed, trying to pull out of the clutches of the almighty Oni. “NAHAHAHA!”

The rapid pinches on his sides and fluttering of fingers on his belly had him weakening against Itto’s hold and his knees struggling to keep him upright.

“Hahaha! Still as ticklish as I remember, Kaz!” Itto grinned. “Say…are you still ticklish here?”

Itto started crawling his hands up towards Kazuha’s armpits, shooting ticklish anticipation through his body.

“Wait! WAIT! WAhahaHAIT! NoHOT THEhereHE! DOhoHOn’t GOhoho THEHERE!”

He started squirming with newfound energy as Itto’s fingers slowly walked up his sides toward their target. His laughter increasing in pitch and panicking by the second because he knows Itto will be merciless.

“Getting closer~ And closer~”

“I-ItoHO!”

Kazuha willed his eyes shut and did his best to keep his mouth closed, not wanting to give Itto the satisfaction of his laughter.

“Playing tough guy are we, huh?” Itto teased. “Sorry to burst your bubble, Kazu-bro, but I’m winning this one because I am Arataki ‘Numero Uno’ Itto!”

With that, he drilled right into the center of Kazuha’s hollows, igniting his skin with ticklishness that went straight to his brain.

Kazuha’s eyes shot open and he let out a shriek of laughter.

“IHIHI- AHAHAHAHA! NO NO NOHOHOHOHO! GAHAHAHA! IHIHIHITOHOHOHO!” His legs finally gave out and he slumped against Itto’s chest.

“Haha! Now there's your laughter!” Itto laughed. “The One and Oni strikes again! Laugh me your praises!”

Suddenly, two figures rush through the open doorway. A flash of teal catches Itto’s eye before he feels a large weight impact him from behind and hang on to him.

“Oof!”

Kazuha slipped from his grasp and fell right into Xiao's waiting arms.

“Xiao!?” Itto yelped in surprise. “Wait, then who is behIND MEHEHE?! GAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHO!”

“Woah!” His tickler exclaimed, excitedly. “I didn't know that you of all people would be ticklish!”

“GAHAHAHAMIHIHING!?” Itto laughed, recognizing the voice. “AHAHAHAHA!”

“That's me!” He chuckled, digging between Itto's armpit and upper ribs. “You need something?”

“GEHEHE- GAHAHAHA! NO NOHOHOHO! AHAHAHA! GEHET OHOFF OF MEHEHEHE! NAHAHAHA!”

While Itto laughed and danced around goofily, Xiao laid Kazuha down on the carpeted floor and checked on him.

“Hey, are you okay?” Xiao asked.

Kazuha tiredly grinned, “Never better. Kick Itto’s ass would you?”

Xiao let out a deep chuckle, “Was planning on i-”

“Aah, oof!”

Gaming landed beside them rubbing his back.

“Ow… that was a wild ride,” he groaned, his eyes widening when he saw Itto approaching.

“Wait! Wait!” He tried to scramble to his feet. “D-dohon’t come any clohoser! AAH!”

Itto grabbed his legs and pulled him towards himself, smirking down at him as he tried to crawl away.

“Where are you going buddy?~” Itto teased, spidering his fingers under Gaming's knees.

“HEHEHEHAHAHA! NOHOHO!” Gaming shrieked, trying to kick out of Itto's grip to no avail. “IHIHITOHOHO!”

“That was a bold move you pulled on me, but it's going to take more than that to bring this Oni down!” Itto boisterously laughed.

“XIAHAHAO! HEHEHELP MEHEHEHE!” Gaming called out, laughing uncontrollably when Itto went after his hips.

Xiao, who was amused at the scene before him, decided to take pity on Gaming and went to squeeze Itto’s sides.

“Ahahaha! Xiahahao!” Itto doubled over in laughter, letting go of Gaming in favor of shielding himself and rushing to the other side of the room.

“Ushi, protect me!”

He brought Ushi out and Ushi went in between Itto and the other two. When Xiao or Gaming made a move toward Itto, Ushi was always there blocking their path.

“If I teleport or you jump over, Ushi will be after one of us and we don't know what Ushi might do to us,” Xiao pondered in thought. “And Itto is too much to handle for one of us only.”

“Hmm,” Gaming thought. “Ooh! I have an idea! Man Chai can lure Ushi away!”

“Man who?” Itto asked, confused.

Gaming didn't give a response and instead brought Man Chai out.

“Man Chai, take care of Ushi for us?”

Man Chai moved around enthusiastically before getting Ushi’s attention and flying across the room, Ushi chasing after him.

Itto panicked as his last line of defense disappeared and ran towards the door as both Gaming and Xiao came at him. Anticipating this, Gaming jumped towards the door and blocked it, making Itto skid to a stop.

“Where are you going buddy?~” Gaming teased, copying him from before.

“Ack! A-Away from you!” Itto squeaked.

“Are you sure about that?” A deep voice rumbled behind him, making goosebumps rise along his skin.

“L-Little Dude. I- WHA!”

Xiao grabbed both Itto and Gaming and teleported them next to Kazuha who was still down for the count.

“I will never get used to thaHAHAT!”

Itto barked out a laugh as he was brought down by Xiao and Gaming. Gaming raises his arms and sits on them and Xiao straddles his hips.

“How many times do I have to tell you not to call me ‘Little Dude’?” Xiao grumbled, going straight towards Itto’s ribs.

“AHAHAHA! LIHIHI- GAHAHAHA! OKAY, OKAHAHAY! XIAO! XIAHAHAO! THAHAHAT’S MYHYHY WOHOHORST SPOHOT!”

“I chose it for a reason,” a small mischievous grin made its way to Xiao’s face as he wiggled his fingers in between the ticklish bones.

“I wonder,” Gaming started. “Are your horns ticklish too, Itto?”

He was idly gliding his fingers along Itto's shoulder, but slowly moving them up towards his horns. Xiao toned down his tickling, also curious if Itto's horns were ticklish.

The Oni shook his head wildly. Whether it was to answer Gaming's question or because of the ticklish sensations running across his body, Gaming didn't wait for a verbal answer and instead went to rub them.

“Hehehey ihihi ahahaham nohohot a pehet thahat neheheheeds RUHUHUBS! AHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHO! OHOHOHO GOHOHOD! GAHAHA- AHAHAHA! GAHAHAHAMIHIHING! GAHAHAHAMI- AHAHAHA!” Itto squealed. He frantically tried to free his arms to cover his face and smother the ticklish sparks but they didn't budge.

“Jackpot!” Gaming grinned, with sparkles in his eyes. Enthusiastically, he also added little scratches, nothing that would leave marks or pain.

“MPHAHAHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHAHA! IHIHIT’S BAHAHAHAD! BAHAHAHAD! AHAHA-! NO! NOHOHOHO! EHEHEHEHAHAHA! HAHAHAHA! XIAHAHAHAO! EHEHAHAHA!” Itto hid his face in his shoulder to muffle his laughs, but Xiao scritched under his chin and went after his neck causing him to sway his neck from side to side.

“You are quite the ticklish Oni,” Xiao observed. “I thought your ribs were your most ticklish spot, but it's actually your horns.”

Kazuha, who has mostly recovered, slowly crawled over towards Itto's hips, nudging Xiao’s legs for him to move. Xiao obliged, moving off to Itto's side, spidering his fingers along the Oni’s armpits.

A tired smirk crossed Kazuha's face as he put his chin on his stomach and looked at Itto.

“Itto!~” Kazuha called out over his laughter. “Revenge is sweet.”

Kazuha planted his lips right on top of his navel and blew.

“BWAHAHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEASE AHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHO! NAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Itto was a goner, shaking his head and laughing hysterically. The teasing touches zapping ticklish sensations through his body.

“HEHEHEHAHAHA! WAHAHAHAHAIT WAHAHAI- AHAHAHAHA! GAHAHAHAHA! IHIHIHITS TOHOHOHOHO MUHUHUCH! GUYS! GUHUHUYS! HAHAHAHAHA!” Itto couldn't concentrate on trying to escape. His three skilled opponents were driving him crazy. Xiao scribbled his armpits, Gaming rubbed along his horns, and Kazuha blew maddening raspberries. They all turned him into a puddle of hysterical laughter.

“MERCY! MEHEHERCY! IHIHI GIHIHIVE!” The mighty Oni surrendered. “YOUHUHU GUHUHUYS WIHIHIN! AHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEASE! NOHOHO MOHOHORE!”

They let up, satisfied smiles etched on their faces as Itto gulped in some needed air and giggled at the ghost sensations.

“So,” Gaming started. “Should we call you ‘The One and Ticklish Oni’?”

Kazuha laughed and Xiao let out a small chuckle, while Itto groaned.

“I knew you guys would say something like that.” He pouted, bringing a hand to his face.

“Though,” Itto smirked, letting his hand fall from his face, revealing mischief running through his eyes. “The fight is not over yet. One of us hasn't been tickled yet.”

He glanced over at Xiao who felt goosebumps rise along his skin and a wobbly grin taking shape on his face as he crawled backward.

“I-I need to- nohoho! Dohohon't dohoho thiHIHIHIS! GAHAHAHA!”

The tickle fight continued, all of them getting their fair share of tickles as their laughs resonated around the room.

And away from the chaos was Ushi and Man Chai just vibing together.

[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 😆

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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————————————————

[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~.”

[heartsoji]

UM HI IM NOT RLLY SURE IF U TAKE REQUESRS SO IF U DONT U CAN IGNORE THIS.,,

hear me out, KENMA and RINTARO nd NISHINOYA x reader that turns any comment they make dirty 😭 (and a lot of deez nuts jokes bc idc that ppl don’t say them anymore they’re funny 😞)

HQ BOYS W/ AN S/O WHO MAKES A LOT OF DIRTY JOKES

genre: fluff but just a lil suggestive

a/n: STOP BCS THIS IS LITERALLY ME WHEN I HAVE ENERGY

warnings: mentions of nudity, dirty jokes but its pretty mild, two swears, idk wtf i was doing on suna's and noya's lol (ok for noya ive never written for him before but wtf happened with suna)

K. KENMA

"chicken fries, ken. chicken fries." you pestered.

"ok, ok. and can i add one order of chicken fries, please?"

"of course!" said the cashier cheerily through the drive-thru mic. "so just to confirm, a bourbon bacon cheeseburger triple, cheese fries, chicken fries, a large sprite, a medium coke, a vanilla frosty, and a chocolate frosty?"

"yep." kenma confirmed.

"ok, please drive up to the window."

once you two got your food, kenma parked in the parking lot and took a spoonful of his chocolate frosty and smiled contentedly. you laughed in response, to which he pouted/glared to and turned away from you.

"i like wendy's." kenma scowled.

"me too. i love it in my mouth, but also.."you paused. "when deez NUTS are in yours!"

you earned a slap to the head.

"OWW KENMAAA YOU VIOLENT PUDDING-HEAD MF"

he simply smiled and went back to eating.

"..hey, pudding-head."

"what?"

"DONT EAT WENDYS!! HOW ABOUT PUDDING DEEZ NUTS IN YOUR MOUTH INSTEAD"

(pause)

"OWWW"

S. RINTARO

"our class got a new student today." suna mentioned casually as he scrolled through tiktok.

"yeah, i heard about that! he's from america, right? what's his name?" you asked.

"uhh.. sato. sato phillip." suna answered, struggling to pronounce the first name. "his dad's japanese and his mom's greek."

"phillip, huh?" you wondered aloud. "hey rin, you wanna skip making dinner tonight?"

"huh?" suna asked, confused. "where'd that come from?"

"YOU COULD PHILLIP ON DEEZ NUTS INSTEAD"

"well, that's kinky. i suppose i wouldnt mind giving it a try." suna replied, deadpan. "have you already ordered the attachable rubber balls?"

this guy thinks hes so cool for that.

"fuck you, rin."

"please do."

this brat.

N. YUU

"noya, what should i be for halloween this year?" you asked your boyfriend.

"hmm.." he thought about it long and hard. "a maid!" that earned him a slap to the 2-inch hair.

he laughed. "well, i suppose a fairy could be cute too."

"a fairy? then, you should be the goblin!" you beamed.

"HEY!" nova cried, offended. "why am i the goblin?"

"GOBLIN BOFA DEEZ NUTS"

noya paused for a second before bursting out cackling.

"THAT MADE THE FACT THAT I GOT A D ON MY TEST TODAY SO MUCH BETTER"

you gasped. "but we studied together! he gave you a d?!"

"yeah. i'm giving you a d too."

"boy what?"

"GIVING YOU DEEZ NUTS"

it was your turn to burst out cackling childishly.

"ok but for real, noya. lets be serious. deez nuts jokes kinda suck." you said, getting dead serious.

"HUH?! YOU SUCK!"

"SUCK ON DEEZ NUTS"

noya then POUNCED on you and laughed into your neck, sending ticklish sensations down your spine.

"I FUCKING LOVE YOU"

"I LOVE YOU TOO"

you both doubled down laughing, and you didn't even know what you were laughing at at this point.

[veryblushyswitch]

Eddward “Double D” ~ (tickle headcanons) 🐜

Lee

*Canonically ticklish and I’m so here for it ✨

*Eddy and Ed absolutely tickle this guy all the time. Whether that be because they need to convince him to go along with a scam, or just because the guy gets nervous and needs to chill out and laugh.

*Ed does a lot of the second one. He’ll notice Double D is rambling out of anxiety and drop everything he’s doing to pull Double D into a tickle hug till he’s nothing but giggles. 💖

*HAS THE CUTEST FUCKING GIGGLES GUYS 👏

*They’re so contagious that whoever’s tickling him can’t help but laugh along.

*Even Kevin has fallen victim to it.

*Kevin definitely sees Double D as a friend in my head. He doesn’t like Ed or Eddy, but genuinely enjoys Double D’s company.

*That being said, he still doesn’t shy away from calling him a dork or “beating him up.” Which just means Kevin will tickle him and make Double D say to Ed and Eddy he got beat up.

*I love to think Kevin and Double D hang out in secret and talk about motorcycles.

*Nazz will sometimes poke at the other guys not realizing she’s tickling them. She loves doing this to Double D.

*He always makes the most adorable funny noises and she adores them. Verbally mind you, and it makes Double D’s face go insanely red real fast.

*Eddy is such a teasey little shit to Double D.

*He loves to sneak in the word tickle into random sentences to watch Double D blush a little.

*He can say the word when doing the tickling, but hearing it in a lee mood makes him all flustered.

*When he’s in a ler mood though, it doesn’t phase him. Much to Eddy’s dismay.

*Is the type of lee to curl up in a little ball rather than try and fight off his ler. Most of time he wouldn’t be able to anyway so why put up a fight.

*He has been ganged up on by the other kids in the cul de sac. Everyone can’t help giggle along with him while he’s tickled.

*Kevin and Rolf are a terrifying ler duo to all the other kids. Especially to Double D.

*They’ll sneak up behind him then tease him till the sun goes down. Rolf is much more merciful than Kevin, but they balance each other out.

*Double D is definitely their favorite victim. They can tell he doesn’t totally hate it and find it enjoyable at how ticklish he is.

*Plus they can pretty much get him to do whatever they want if they tickle him long enough.

*Requires hugs or some sort of physical and/or emotional aftercare when he’s done being tickled.

~

Ler

*Uses a lot of strategy.

*As we’ve seen, he’s very scientific and is incredibly intelligent. So you better bet he’s memorized each little way to make his friends fall apart into giggles.

*Tickles Ed to make him happy. He knows that Ed enjoys it and loves the playfulness. Ed always tickles him back though so he’s gotta be careful.

*Tickles Eddy when he’s being annoying or to distract him while he’s trying to come up with another scam.

*He actually secretly loves being the ler, but he doesn’t get the opportunity to be the ler as much as he gets to be the lee.

*Uses lots of teases.

“Aww, Eddy! I’ve never heard you make that noise before!”

“Oh dear, Ed. It seems my hands are stuck under your arms. Looks like you’ve got lift them or they’ll be stuck there forever~”

“Always so gullible, Eddy. And always so ticklish.”

*Cue Double D’s cute little giggles 😭

*Can use the word tickle is he’s the one doing the tickling. But he can’t say it if he’s asked to out of nowhere.

*Has gotten Kevin back with Rolf’s help lots of times. He doesn’t dare ask Kevin to get back at Rolf because Rolf will go full on tickle monster on the both of them till they’re crying.

*Kevin finds it so flustering that he can be taken down by a dork like Double D, especially to something so childish like tickling.

*Double D always reassures him that it’s not childish and that everyone is a little ticklish somewhere. Cue Kevin’s revenge.

*Knows a lot of science behind tickling.

*All the technical terms and why certain areas are more ticklish than others, and he’ll talk about it while he’s tickling someone.

*Going on and on about why we have 24 ribs while counting them out loud, why our feet have so many nerve endings while scribbling them, as well as giving a personal demonstration of how different tools make the person emit different sounds of laughter.

*Eddy has been the test subject one too many times in his opinion.

*He can never really get away with tickling someone without that person getting their revenge. But all in all, he doesn’t really mind.

*He likes being able to be playful with his friends, and tickling is something he’ll always associate with special memories in the cul de sac.

[ticklenight]

Accidental

Dabi lounged lazily on the couch, his arm slung casually over the backrest, watching as Hawks moved around the apartment, organizing things in his usual whirlwind of energy. His golden wings fluttered occasionally as he reached for things on higher shelves, those movements causing little flashes of red to warm Dabi’s chest. He liked watching Hawks, even though he'd never admit it outright. There was something about his effortless grace and that almost childlike innocence that made him easy to tease.

As Hawks moved to the edge of the couch, wings twitching in concentration, Dabi smirked. He reached out absentmindedly, letting his fingers graze the feathers along the underside of Hawks' wings.

Hawks jerked suddenly, a sharp, surprised giggle escaping his lips before he clamped his mouth shut, eyes going wide.

Dabi’s lips curled into a sly grin, raising an eyebrow. “What was that?”

“N-Nothing!” Hawks stammered, his voice an octave higher than usual, desperately trying to play it cool. He shifted away slightly, his wings twitching to shield his back.

“Oh?” Dabi drawled, leaning forward just a little. “That didn’t sound like nothing to me.” His fingers, ever so casually, brushed along Hawks’ lower back again, this time purposefully targeting the sensitive spot between his wings.

Hawks yelped, barely able to hold in the startled laughter that bubbled up from his chest. “D-Dabi, I’m serious, cut it out!”

But Dabi was far from convinced. He tilted his head, feigning innocence, a glint of mischief in his turquoise eyes. “Cut what out? I’m not doing anything.”

His fingers moved again, this time gently raking along the feathers, just barely touching them. The effect was immediate. Hawks’ whole body jolted, his knees almost giving way as he collapsed onto the couch next to Dabi, a helpless giggle escaping him.

“S-Stop! I swear—”

“Swear what?” Dabi teased, fingers continuing their feather-light assault. “You’re being awfully giggly for someone who’s so serious about me stopping.”

Hawks tried to pull away, but Dabi was faster. He shifted, pinning Hawks between him and the back of the couch, his fingers now mercilessly trailing up and down Hawks’ sides, just beneath his wings, where he knew he was most ticklish. Hawks’ laughter exploded, his wings flaring out and his body writhing under the touch.

“D-Dabi! Please!” Hawks begged, his face flushed bright red, eyes squeezed shut as uncontrollable laughter poured out of him. He squirmed and flapped his wings in a feeble attempt to escape, but Dabi had him trapped.

“You’re too cute when you’re all flustered,” Dabi chuckled, still playing dumb, his voice smooth and nonchalant despite the chaos he was causing. He leaned in close, whispering just above Hawks’ ear, his fingers moving in torturously slow circles. “What’s the matter? Can’t handle a little tickling?”

“Y-You’re d-doing this on p-purpose!” Hawks gasped between bouts of laughter, his body trembling from the sensation. His wings twitched, feathers shaking as he tried to curl them in protectively.

Dabi chuckled darkly, his fingers skimming lower, towards Hawks’ ribs, then tracing the sensitive spot just beneath his wing joints. “Me? On purpose? Nah, that’s not my style,” he said, clearly lying, as he increased the intensity, his hands dancing over every spot he knew Hawks couldn’t stand.

Hawks was utterly helpless. He doubled over, clutching at his stomach, trying to bat Dabi’s hands away but failing miserably. His wings were quivering, feathers puffed up in defence, but it was no use—Dabi knew exactly where to get him. Hawks’ laughter became breathless, his entire body shaking as he gasped out, “I c-can’t—Dabi—p-please!”

“Oh? You can’t what?” Dabi’s grin widened, his fingers trailing down to the small of Hawks’ back, his most vulnerable spot. “Can’t handle this?”

Hawks shrieked, his laughter becoming high-pitched and uncontrollable. His wings twitched wildly, his entire body shaking with each new wave of ticklish torment. “N-No more! P-Please! I c-can’t breathe!” he managed to get out between fits of laughter.

Dabi, finally satisfied with the amount of torture he had inflicted, slowed his assault but didn’t pull his hands away completely. Instead, he trailed his fingers up Hawks’ back again, this time in a slow, soothing motion, the lightest touch possible. Hawks collapsed against the couch, panting and trembling, trying to catch his breath.

“You’re such a wimp,” Dabi teased, though his tone was softer now, still hovering close, his lips brushing against Hawks’ ear. “Can’t handle a little teasing?”

Hawks, still breathless and flushed from head to toe, could barely muster a response. His wings twitched weakly, and he groaned, trying to compose himself. “Y-You’re the worst,” he mumbled, his voice hoarse from laughing so hard.

Dabi just smirked, his hand still tracing light patterns on Hawks’ back, the touch now more affectionate than torturous. “Yeah, but you love it.”

Hawks sighed in defeat, leaning into Dabi’s warmth, his wings drooping in exhaustion. “Shut up,” he muttered, though the slight smile on his face betrayed him.

Dabi chuckled, pressing a soft kiss to Hawks’ temple, his fingers still lazily running through the feathers on his back. “Not a chance, birdie.”

[puppyie-innit]

t-wordtober day 19: Make up

The soft hum of the air conditioner filled the cozy little room in the cabin. Sunlight streamed through the large window, dust particles dancin’ in the beams. Outside, the forest was alive with the sound of birds chirpin’ and a light breeze rustlin’ the leaves. Inside, however, the mood was far from peaceful.

Puppy sat on the edge of the bed, her arms crossed tightly over her chest, her brows furrowed as she glared at Dino. Her brother stood by the dresser, arms folded in return, his face set in a stubborn frown.

“I don’t care if you’re tired,” Puppy muttered, barely above a whisper but loud enough to carry her frustration. “You promised!”

Dino’s eyes narrowed. “I was gonna do it, but you keep naggin’! Can’t you let me rest for just a bit? It’s not a big deal.”

“It is to me!” Puppy snapped, her voice risin’. “You said we’d play together, and now you’re just blowin’ me off! You don’t care!”

The words stung Dino more than he let on. He clenched his fists at his sides, feelin’ his temper flare up. “Don’t say that, Puppy. You know I care! I just… I need some time. Why can’t you understand that?”

Puppy’s face flushed with anger, and before she could think, she threw a pillow at him. “Because you never listen to me!”

The pillow hit Dino square in the chest, but instead of arguin’ back, he simply caught it and threw it back on the bed, a sharp breath escapin’ him. “Fine. Be mad then. I’m done talkin’.”

With that, Dino turned and walked out of the room, leavin’ Puppy feelin’ a mix of guilt and anger. She sat there, stewin’ in her emotions for what felt like forever, the weight of the argument settlin’ in her chest.

A few minutes later, she could hear Dino’s soft footsteps comin’ back, his head peekin’ into the doorway. His expression had softened, but he didn’t say anythin’, waitin’ for her to speak first.

Puppy’s frustration had simmered down, and now all she felt was regret. She didn’t want to fight with Dino. He was her big brother, the one person she could always count on. Slowly, she slid off the bed and walked toward him, her eyes cast down.

“Dino…” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to get so mad.”

Dino’s lips twitched, but instead of acceptin’ the apology outright, he raised a brow. “Sorry, huh? You threw a pillow at me.”

Puppy winced. “I didn’t mean it.”

“Oh, I think you meant it,” Dino teased, takin’ a step closer to her. “But I guess I could forgive you…”

Puppy perked up, hope lightin’ her face.

“If,” Dino continued, a mischievous grin spreadin’ across his face, “you can handle this.”

Without warnin’, Dino lunged at her, his hands dartin’ straight for her ribs. Puppy yelped, her eyes widenin’ as she instinctively backed away, but Dino was faster. His fingers dug into her sides, and the familiar, dreaded sensation of tickles shot through her body.

“D-Dino, wait—!” Puppy tried to protest, but her words dissolved into a burst of uncontrollable giggles. “Hehehehe! Nohoho! Stahahap!”

“Oh, no stoppin’ now,” Dino laughed, his fingers expertly findin’ all of Puppy’s most sensitive spots. He danced his fingertips along her ribs, slidin’ them up to her underarms before movin’ to her belly. Puppy doubled over, laughin’ hysterically, her legs givin’ out as she crumpled to the floor in a fit of ticklish laughter.

“Aahahaha! Dinohoho, plehehease!” Puppy pleaded, her face flushin’ red as she tried to push his hands away, but it was no use. Dino knew her too well, and he wasn’t lettin’ up.

“I dunno,” Dino mused, his voice teasin’. “You seem awful sorry now, but I think you deserve just a bit more for that pillow stunt.”

He flipped her onto her back, pinning her wrists above her head with one hand while his other hand wiggled against her tummy, hittin’ just below her ribs where he knew she was extra ticklish. Puppy’s laughter hit a higher pitch, and she squirmed wildly beneath him.

“Hehehehe! Nooo! I-I’m sohohorry! Aahahaha!”

“Are you really?” Dino teased, leanin’ in closer, his fingers slowin’ just enough to let Puppy catch her breath but not enough to give her a break.

“Yes! Yes, I am! P-Promise!” Puppy gasped, her chest heavin’ as she tried to control her giggles. “Nuhuhuhu more’, plehehease!”

Dino looked down at her, pretendin’ to ponder for a moment before finally relentin’. “Alright, alright. I believe you. This time.”

He released her wrists and rolled off her, sittin’ beside her as she lay sprawled out on the floor, still gigglin’ softly, tryin’ to recover. Puppy wiped at her eyes, glancin’ up at him with a small smile. “Thankies…”

Dino smirked, reachin’ out to ruffle her hair. “Next time, maybe don’t throw pillows at me, and we won’t have to go through all that.”

Puppy stuck her tongue out playfully. “I’ll think about it.”

As the laughter died down, the tension from their earlier argument faded away completely, replaced with the familiar warmth of their bond. No matter how many fights they had, they always found their way back to each other… and if it took a few tickles to make up, well, that was just part of the fun.

[giggly-squiggily]

I hope Demon Slayer hc drabbles requests are still okay, if so I would like to request somethingg..

I miss sabito and giyuu’s bond so my headcannon contains them both! I like to think that when Giyuu and Sabito used to train together (😭😭😭) they get bored once it’s their break time, so they just try to entertain each other… this time with tiggles👀

Hehe

(Headcanons to Dabbles: OFFICIALLY CLOSED)

Oh this is CUTE! I've gotcha covered, anon! We need more of these two! :D

“Heeeeeeh..” Sabito made a long sound, spreading out belly down across the grass before Giyu. “I’m so booooored.”

“Don’t say that too loud- Master will hear.” Giyu dared a peek across the way at Urokodaki, holding his breath. Thankfully, it didn’t seem like he heard them. “You know what he’ll do if he even thinks we’re bored!”

“Yes yes, I know. But Really- today’s been so slow!” Sabito rolled on his back, stretching out. “I want something unexpected to happen. Giyu- entertain me.”

“What?” The brunette blinked. “How?”

“I don’t know- like I said; do something unexpected!” Sabito covered his eyes with both hands, starting to smile. “Let me know when you're ready!”

Giyu blinked, unsure of what Sabito was looking for. But- if he was seeking the unexpected…

“Ready?” Sabito asked as Giyu climbed on top of him, sitting on his hips. “Huh- whatcha got planned there, buddy?” When he didn’t get a response, he dared a peek. “Bud-”

“Boo.” Giyu poked him in the belly, watching Sabito sputter and jump.

“Ah! Whohahahahahahhaha! Hohohohold ohoohohn! Hehahahahhaha whahahahait!” The peach haired boy cried out as Giyu poked him again and again, eventually switching to wiggling fingers. “Gihihihihiyuuhuuhuhuhu coohhoohhome ohohohohn!”

“What? You said you wanted the unexpected.” Giyu reminded, his voice nearly lost in Sabito’s squeals. He moved his hands to his ribs, gently kneading the spots where he knew his friend was particularly ticklish. “This was unexpected right? Or do you want me to go find a bug?”

“Aehahahhahhaha! Nohohoho whahhay! Yohooohoohu goohohohot it rihihihihihght!” Sabito giggled out, wriggling beneath his friend. “Nohohohow it’s yohohoohohour thuuhuhurn! Tahahahake thihihihs!” He shot his hands out, grabbing onto Giyu’s sides and squeezing.

“AH!” The brunette cried out, doubling over and retracting his hands. Sabito wasted no time flipping him over, making short work of any resistance. “AHeahhahhahahahaha! Sahahahahbihihihihitohohohoho!”

“Hehe, take that!”

In the background, Urokodaki watched on, smiling gently behind his mask.

“Well- at least they won’t be bored any longer.”

[iwillneverpoststuff]

You’re so annoying… | Lee!Venti, Ler! Diluc (Genshin Fic)

Fic! because i’m bored :D

Lee!Venti

Ler!Diluc

Diluc and Venti go on a mission together but the Anemo archon himself can never take anything seriously. Diluc takes matters into his own hands…

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Diluc and Venti had been called to a meeting with the knights of Favonious. The whole team needed to go on a mission to fight off some fatui members who made their way into Mondstat territory. The team split up into smaller groups in order to work more efficiently.

“I’m sure I could get more work done on my own…” Diluc complained with his arms crossed when he was paired with Venti. But Jean insisted they needed each other to keep safe.

And so there they were… Diluc and Venti traveling towards Dragonspine together and it’s quite the long walk…

“Okay, Diluc! Looks like it’s just you and me. How about a drink? Or should I play some music to keep us entertained?” Venti takes out his lyre and a bottle of gin.

Diluc groans and holds up his hand to stop Venti.

“Don’t. This is a serious mission! There could be fatui around and you’re going to be out here making noise!”

Venti gawks, “This is not noise! That’s actually very insulting. I am a musician!”

Diluc rolls his eyes, “I wouldn’t exactly consider a bard a musician…”

Venti stops in front of Diluc with a glare, “What did you say?”

Diluc sighs, “Come on. We don’t have time for games, let’s just move on.”

As Diluc walks ahead of Venti, he feels a tug on the back of his boots. Diluc ignores it at first, but then one step after another he feels Venti flat tiring his shoes!

“Can you cut that out?!”

Venti mocks Diluc and laughs, “Cut what out?”

Diluc tries to ignore Venti’s antics, but Venti was making it really hard. He resorted to playing music anyway, pulling Diluc’s ponytail to mess with him, and overall just being a nuisance. Finally, Diluc has had enough. Venti’s squeeze to Diluc’s side was the last straw. As Venti tried to run away, Diluc wraps his arms around Venti’s waist to trap him.

“Eep!” Venti squeaks, “Diluc what are you doing??”

Diluc narrows his eyes at Venti, “You’ve been bugging me all this time and I’m not letting you get away with it anymore..”

Venti squirms in Diluc’s grasp, growing nervous already, “W-What do you mean? What are you going to do?!”

Diluc huffs, and the faintest smirk grows on his face, “This…”

Suddenly Diluc’s fingers dig into Venti’s sides, showing no mercy as Venti doubles over and starts giggling.

“GAH! Wahahait!! D-Diluc! Nohot that! Stop!”

Diluc smirks more visibly now, following Venti as Venti falls to the ground in stitches.

“No. This is what you get for pestering me. These are the consequences to your own actions.”

Venti squeals as Diluc spiders his fingers over his stomach, making his giggles turn into laughter that squeaks when he gets too close to his ribs.

“DILUC! Ahahaha!! Diluc nohohooo! I’m sohorry! I won’t do it again! Please! What if the fatui hears us!!”

“Oh, now you’re worried about the fatui?” Diluc chuckles and begins to tickle Venti’s ribs as if he were playing a piano. He wiggles his fingers over each rib, creating higher giggles as he moves up.

“How many ribs do you have, Venti?” Diluc smirks.

“I dohohont know?! Stahahap that!! Get off you weirdo!”

“I’m weird? Sheesh…” Diluc shakes his head, “Guess we’ll have to count… one… two..” He goes up his ribs one by one, counting and tickling the bones.

“DILUC!! STOhohoOHop!! Not thehere!!”

“Oh, you made me lose count.. I’ll have to start over~”

“NOOOooo!! Plehehease!! Nohoho more! It’s too ticklish!!”

“..Let me finish to count and then I’ll be done..”

“Screw yohohouu!!”

“That’s not very nice. Now I will start over. One.. two.. three..”

“NAHAHOO! IM SORRY! IM SORRYY!”

“..24!” Diluc exclaims before digging his fingers into Venti’s armpits. Venti bucks his hips and shrieks, landing into hysterical laughter and blushing from the embarrassment of the sounds he makes.

“DILUHUHUC!! NOOOHHOOHOH!! NOT THEHEHERE! NAAHAHAh!! PLEASE!”

Diluc chuckles and tickles Venti a bit more before letting up.

“Are you going to stop being annoying and take the mission seriously?”

Venti heaves on the ground, “y-yes..” he glares at Diluc,

“..but after i get you back for this!”

Diluc freezes before getting up to dust himself off quickly and make a run for it.

Venti laughs, “Oho! You can run but you won’t get far! C’mere Diluc~~!”

“Leave me alone!”

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Fin

[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.