#Giggly-squiggily

[rachi-roo]

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Moriarty the Patriot: To Break a Gargoyle - Act 1

I'm soooo excited to post this!!!! Me and @giggly-squiggily have teamed up on this fic to make a two-part tale!!! Squiggles you're so cool 😭👏 I had so much fun writing and planning this with you!

Summary: After hoating a successful tea party, William is still sour over Morans betrayal in his time of need and seeks revenge! Only things don't quite go to plan. Lee!William, Ler!Moran.

Act 2 here by the brilliant Giggly-Squiggly!!!

Tw: None.

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It had been a couple of days since the Moriarty household had finished up with hosting the dreaded tea party, and everything had settled down once again. Everything, except the troubles that swirled in William's mind.

The family of three brothers sat enjoying each other's company, along with Fred and Moran whilst Jack was busy elsewhere. William turned the page in his newspaper looking up as Moran stood, pulling his coat over his shoulders.

"Right. I'd best be off then. Got a few errands to run before dinner." He announced, tugging gently on Fred's coat sleeve to get him out of his seat. "Thanks for the tea, Louis. William, Albert." He gave a nod to each brother before turning to leave.

As he did, William stared, an image flashing in his mind. Moran left him. That day, at the tea party. He turned his back and left him to flounder at the mercy of those desperately flirtatious women. He left him. How dare he!

On the surface, William was calm. Composed. He even offered a friendly smile as his friend left to continue his duties, but beneath that cool exterior, a storm was brewing. A plot for revenge. No one betrays William James Moriarty. No one.

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Later that same evening, before dinner was prepared, William approached Moran in the hallway, a look of seriousness on his face. "Moran. I have something to discuss with you in my private study if you could meet me there in five minutes, I have something important to discuss." He spoke quietly, earning a professional nod of acknowledgement from the other.

"Am I to bring the others?"

"No. Come alone. This only requires you." William gave a reassuring smile, heading off towards his study to prepare.

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Exactly five minutes later, Moran arrived outside William's study, knocking on the door. "William. It's Moran... I'm coming in." He opened the door, seeing William sitting at his desk inside.

"Close the door, please. And have a seat." William ordered, smiling softly as he watched Moran do so. So far, it didn't look like his friend suspected a thing. Why would he? William was his trusted boss and friend.

"So, Moran, I trust that you enjoyed your time at the tea party we hosted a couple of days back?" He asked, standing up once Moran was seated, moving to pour the two of them a drop of whisky. Moran watched him, smiling fondly at the memory of all those lovely ladies gathered in one place, not to mention the few who were fawning over him as he stood in the garden.

"Aye, sir. It was an entertaining affair." He chuckled, taking the drink as William handed it to him. The blonde hummed, taking a sip of his own.

"I'm glad you found it so enjoyable. I do hope the job you were given wasn't too taxing."

"Of course not, William. It was a piece of cake."

William set his drink down, standing behind his tall friend as his tone changed. "Piece of cake, you say? Then, do tell me, friend, why is it that you neglected to assist me in my time of need?"

"Sir?" Moran raised a brow, not quite catching on.

"When that woman was viciously flirting with me during my advice hearing. You saw my suffering and turned your back on me. Did you not?"

Moran froze up. How could he forget. "I-I't wasn't meant to be malicious, sir. I just-"

"Just what? You weren't actually fit to help your boss when required and lied to me about your capabilities? Or is it that you left me to undergo such torment on purpose? Mutiny, essentially." William cracked his knuckles as Moran gulped.

"No sir, I wasn't intending to-"

"You really did turn your back on me, Moran. Which was your first and last mistake!" In a flash, William dove upon Moran's sides, squeezing a massaging his fingers into the well-toned muscle, a wicked grin on his cheeks.

"Now you will-... Wh-?" William's smile faded when he got no reaction from his attack. Not even a flinch? How is he not laughing? It's like he just turned off all his nerve endings. Like he's made of stone or something! "How- Uh!" His blood ran cold when he looked up, seeing Moran's playful, smug grin and vengeful side-eye.

"Oooh, you are a scary one. Ain't ya, Lord of Crime?" He grinned, standing from his chair and calmly leaning over William to put his drink on the desk behind him. "Yep, you sure taught me a lesson."

The smaller blonde took a step back, bumping into his desk as his hitman towered over him. "I-I was only having a laugh, Moran. You know I would never truly be hurt by something so trivial." This was true. Of course William was only playing. But Moran didn't look satisfied with this excuse.

His grin softened as he grabbed Williams's wrists, holding them over his head with ease. "My turn~" He jeered, bringing his free hand to William's stretched-out ribs, starting to lightly pinch up and down his slender frame.

Each squeeze earned a hiccup-like squeak from the Lord of Crime as he flinched and jumped at the tickly zaps that sent shivers down his spine.

"Wait! Mor-Aha! I didn't Hah! Let me explAHAin! Stahap!" He blushed, embarrassed by how easily he was reduced to a giggly mess, with the defence of a wet napkin. He was so glad he shut the door, lest some prying eyes fall upon the scene. "Stahap it, Moran!"

His pleading only seemed to egg the hitman on, switching from small squeezes to continuous drilling between and on the sensitive bone. "Oh come on now, William. You should know better than to try something like that on me."

"I-I'm sahaharry! Ahaha! Nohoho!" Will gasped as he managed to slip his wrists free, making a break for the door. Just too slow. He felt the large hand of his attacker grab his shoulder, pulling him back before wrapping his arms around William's stomach, lifting him clear from the ground with ease.

"Pardon my roughness, Sir. But I can't let you go just yet." Moran grinned, shaking his fingers into William's sides, chucking as he listened to his loud, boyish laughter.

"Wahahait! Oho lord- Ahaha! Mohoran! AHA!" He grabbed and pushed on Moran's python-like grip, desperate to wriggle free from the ticklish prison. It was no use, nothing could escape the gargoyles grasp once you became ensnared in it.

"Plehehease! AHAHA!" His laughter turned to bubbly, chirping, giggling as Moran's hands started shaking into his tummy. "Ehehehe! N-Not thehere!"

"Not there?" Moran raised a brow, shifting his hands further up and sinking into the poor man's underarms instead. "How about here? Is this better, sir?" He teased, gasping as he narrowly missed a kick to the bollocks as William flailed.

"GYAHAHAHA! Nooo! AhahaAHA! P-Plehease! Oh lohord!"

"Tickle, tickle, tickle, William~ To think, you would have me suffering the same if you could. How cruel of you." Morans mocking tone only made things worse for William.

"AHAHAHHAHAAA! P-Please forgihihive meee! HAHA!" That was twice Moran almost had his jewels booted, time to change again. He set William down, quickly straddling his hips, pinning him on his back.

"No! Nononono! Wahait!"

William fought off his hands with his killer precision, but the ghost tickles were too much of a distraction and he was soon under attack again. This time Moran pinned one arm up, clawing mercilessly at the sensitive underarm as William tried in vain to defend himself.

"AAAAH! Moran! I-I'll do anythihing! Plehehease!" The boy's cheeks were red as the roses that bloomed in the garden, and wet with mirthful tears as he howled with laughter.

"Oooh, anything? Hmm... Nah." This man was evil. He just wanted to make William regret trying to attack him. His hands switched back to William's sides, shaking in vigorously as he smirked teasingly.

"Morahahan! Th-This is ridihiculous!"

"You started it!"

"A-Ahalright!" William snorted. "I-I give in! Plehehase!"

"Well, since you asked nicely." Moran smiled, patting William's cheek as he stopped his attack, still sitting upon his boss's lap. "Hehe, look at you." He smirked, referring to William's tangled hair and wrinkled shirt collar.

"I-Ihihi... I'll have to tidy... mysehelf before... Dinner."

Moran nodded, starting to poke at the tired assassin's tummy as he spoke. "Look, William, you know I respect you. Hell, I'd give my life for you. But I'm afraid when it comes to tickling, I just can't let you walk away from an attempt on me like that." He chuckled, watching him twitch and bat at his poking hand.

"Ohokay! Stop, stop... Haha... I'll remember that..." William chuckled, taking Moran's hand as he helped him up.

"There is only one man who knows how to beat me in a war of tickles. And I'm afraid he ain't you. Better luck next time though." The large man grinned, patting his friend's hair before leaving the room, winking as he shut the door behind him.

William thought for a moment. One man who knows how to beat him. Who could that be? The cogs were turning in William's mind again. There was definitely going to be a round two.

#moriarty the patriot #moriarty the patriot tickles #lee!William #ler!Moran #Giggly-squiggily #joint fic #sfw tickles #sfw tickling community

[ticklygiggles]

If we’re telling cringy tickle stories from our past, I got one!

When I was in Highschool I had a class in which it was kinda like study hall- we had work to do but if we finished early we could do whatever we wanted. This was around the time I started writing tickle fics, so during class I’d write little fanfics and such of all my favorite characters at the time.

I come to find out that the teacher was monitoring ALL the screens at all times. 💀

I have no idea if he ever read my stories for he never said anything, but the thought of my teacher casually reading along with what I wrote still makes me full body cringe all these years later 😅😅😅

💀💀💀💀💀💀💀 RIP SQUIGGILY 💀💀💀💀💀💀💀

I- I'm embarrassed and cringing so hard reading this omg, my ears got all hot hahahaha

How could you look at your teacher in the eye omg BUT this reminds me, when I was younger, I used to lend my laptop to my mom when I was out to school, she used to play games in Facebook and stuff and she's always been very respectful towards my stuff, so I didn't have problems with sharing with her

BUT one time I forgot to close this internet page where i was reading a fic I think???? And when I opened the laptop when I came back home, it was the first thing I saw and I knew my mom had used the computer that day dkdkdkff thankfully, she didn't say anything omg x.x

I feel you, I feel you

#giggly-squiggily #cringy tickle stories

[lovelynim]

If you're looking for tk prompts, I have one that's been living in my head rent free lately :D

Person A steals Person B's hoodie/sweatshirt/sweater/whatever; bonus points if Person B's bigger or prefers roomier garments. They're basically swamped in it but feel extra cozy. Person B finds it adorable but also offhandedly says: "You know, you really shouldn't wear baggy (insert garment of choice's name); anyone can do THIS!" Before person B proceeds to shove their hands up Person A's borrowed whatever, tickling them with all their might. "See what I mean? There's so much room in here! I can reach all your ticklish spots!"

OMG THIS SOUNDS SO CUTE AND COMFY

And also all the room for cuddles in this prompt too??? Like, it's amazing for any domestic shipp and my mind is blowing up with each new bonus we can add to it???

Genius.

#asks #giggly-squiggily

[tklpilled]

*Barrel rolls in* Denji has a high pitch whine laugh if you tickle him long enough. He sounds like a dog whining for treats.

Also he's so obvious when he wants tickles- he'll walk up to Aki and Power with his arms held high above his head like: "What's up, just streeeeetching~" But like- he won't put them down ever? He just walks around like that until they either get tired or someone pokes him in the pit all: "Put the stink bombs away or use deodorant"

The area around his chainsaw cord is poke sensitive, one time Aki was trying to make a point and jabbed him a few times in the chest and Denji literally deflated in giggles with each one. Just: "How many times must I tell you to clean *poke* up *poke* your *poke* mess? *poke poke poke*"

That is all *barrel rolls away*

LEE DENJI <3 he experiences tickling one (1) time and now if he's not getting it constantly he'll die

#ask #giggly-squiggily

[ticklishraspberries]

Oo, an ask game! How about "secret"? :3

send a word + i'll try to find it in one of my wips

"It was no secret that Mabel Pines was a ball of pure delightful energy."

#giggly-squiggily #ask

[ayat0s-hydr0-v1s10n]

This is a post

If you accept this invitation, please Dm me

@giggly-squiggily and Gojo Satoru's wedding!

If you wish to attend, dm me or send in an ask. Just say something simple, so I'll know. ill let you know the date later.

#jjk #giggly-squiggily #gojo satoru

[giggly-squiggily]

HELP I’M WORKING ON A THING ABOUT BACHIRA AND JUST-

When Bachira wants attention but no one notices:

#squiggily rambles #squiggily draws things #meme #blue lock meme #I just- #I had to do it #I had to! #I made myself laugh for a good hour drawing this at 2 am wjznnansmwmsms #then I forgot I made it and found this morning and now I’m giggly again ajznwmmsmwms #bachira meguru

[helloitsghost]

Romance time y’all :0

Yeah remeber this post

S O here we is

Yeah it is tks but idc and well

It’s animated >:3

Tis became a collab with my great friend @giggly-squiggily who wrote an AMAZING fic to pair with this and yeah plz check it out and her blog she’s amazing

Anyways here’s my animation omg it was painful to edit but I’m super happy with it :3

Ima go suffer at school now byeeee

Nope nvm I got sick so I’m staying home😭

#art #digital art #animation #tickle art #tickle animation #spy x family #spy x family tickle #sxf #fanart #fan animation #lee!loid #ler!yor #art and fic collab #collab

[duckymcdoorknob]

Would Kurama go into a relationship a human or a yokai or someone from Reikai? If so, what would those relationships look like? (Would he be protective, consider them equal, manipulate them..anything that comes to your mind)

Thanks.

@giggly-squiggily *cough to summon fellow simp*

Anon you’re so beautiful for this ask 🧎‍♀️

I think that Kurama wouldn’t care who or what his partner was. He just wants them to love him as unconditionally as he does them.

I think he’s a very domestic partner. He doesn’t care about classic “gender roles”—quite frankly, he thinks they’re absolute bullshit.— so they can expect him to tackle most of the chores in the home.

He’s a fantastic cook, and cleaning soothes his soul. They will come home to an absolutely spotless living space, and a warm dinner on the table every single night. If they beg him to take a night off, he’d simply smile and ask: “why would I do such a thing?” He’s 100% an acts of service partner.

He’s also a quality time partner. He LOOOOVES to just spend time with his partner for the littlest things. His partner is in the shower? If they’re up to conversation, he’ll sit on the toilet with the lid shut (or outside the door to respect their privacy.) if they’d rather be alone, he’s waiting on the bed for them to be ready for conversation.

Partner who does their makeup? He’s sitting on the counter and kicking his legs as he talks to them (please don’t let him do their eyeliner, he accidentally pokes their eye every time and he gets SO upset)

Partner who works from home? He’ll sit on the other end of the table/couch/bed and hold their hand whenever they let him.

He’ll watch tv, play board games, do crafts, goof around at any time, etc.

Dad!Kurama Hcs because yes:

He always gets up in the night time when his child cries for his parents. He lets his partner rest and sleep every time without fail. When asked why, he’ll lie and say something like “I’m a youkai, darling. I don’t need the sleep.” Knowing fully well he’s still in a human body-

He likes to carry their child everywhere. The little baby strappy thing? Good luck trying to get it from him. His partner will have to pry their child out of his arms (he just loves his little kit Y’know?)

He loves doing family activities, and he has family portraits hung up ALL OVER their home. He likes to take the super cheesy pictures with like the weird 80s poses (like everyone laying on top of each other)

Their little one commonly finds themself sleeping in papa and (parent title)’s bed. Why? They had a scary dream, they missed their parents, they were cold, they saw a spider, there’s a monster in their closet, they needed water, their bed was too small, their blanket was too warm and too cold at the same time, Uncle Hiei told them to. (which with his telepathy, it may be a truthful statement)

Kurama was over the moon to become a father, and when his little one called him “daddy” for the first time, he knew that all of the bad decisions he’d ever made weren’t worth a thing anymore…

#written in the stars #anon #Kurama #kurama yu yu hakusho #yu yu hakusho kurama #youko kurama #yoko kurama #Kurama x reader #Kurama imagines #yuyu hakusho #yu yu hakusho #yyh #yyh live action #yu yu hakusho live action #yuyu hakusho live action

[giggly-toybox]

My half of an art trade with @giggly-squiggily ^_^

#tickle art #art trade #danganronpa #danganronpa tickle #sdr2 #komahina #nagito komaeda #hajime hinata

[magma-queen]

This was requested by @giggly-squiggily and I must say, the prompt is SO FRIGGIN CUTE. I apologize if this took too long, but here’s your first prompt, dear! Enjoy! <3

He had it marked down on his calendar.

It was their 10 year wedding anniversary.

And this is the most excited Maxie had ever been in YEARS.

It was disappointing though, he couldn’t take the day off from work to be with the love of his life, but he was certain that Archie had planned something wonderful for them before he left for work.

He sat up, but saw that his husband wasn’t in bed with him. Ideas flooded through his mind. Was he going to go downstairs to find that Archie had made an amazing breakfast for him? Who knows? He had already planned a wonderful present for him. Excitedly, he emerged from bed and threw his clothes on, then headed down the stairs.

When he stepped into the kitchen, he saw his husband sitting at the table with a bowl of cereal in his hands.

“Morning, love.” He smiles.

The redhead seemed a bit confused and disappointed. “Good morning, dear. Is.. there something you want to tell me this morning?”

He saw Archie’s confused look. “Huh? Nothing I can’t think of. Why?”

“Dear god, he forgot.” Maxie thought. He cleared his throat. “You know what today is, right?” He asked, being a little more blunt this time, and hoping that Archie was just playing with him.

“Mmm.. it’s Friday?” Archie chuckled.

Tears almost started to prick the corners of Maxie’s eyes. “Y-yes, it’s Friday. N-Never mind. Forget I asked.” He walked over to the fridge, grabbed a protein shake, then started heading for the door. “I’ll be home later.”

“Okay, sweetheart. I love ye!”

“Yeah.. love you too.” He glumly shut the door and began walking. He finally let the tears flow.

Yes, Archie can be forgetful at times, but Maxie had never counted on his husband forgetting their 10th wedding anniversary. He had to have been toying with him. He had to of! He let these thoughts race through his head as he made his way to work.

Meanwhile Archie was still sitting in the kitchen. He did sense how upset Maxie seemed, and felt bad about the act he put on. He could tell he was about to cry.

But Archie did not forget. In fact, he was planning something extraordinary for his husband. For both of them. Hopefully Maxie would forgive him by the time the surprise was over.

He couldn’t get the smile off of his face. He started making a few calls, then began his plan for the evening ahead.

Back with Maxie, the poor man was depressed the rest of the morning and all afternoon. He could barely concentrate on his work. Courtney and Tabitha would clearly tell that something was wrong, but they didn’t want to make his mood worse.

Maxie didn’t know how to feel. Angry? Upset? Confused? All 3?? He couldn’t understand why the man he’s been married to for 10 whole years had forgotten one of their most important anniversaries. Even his Pokemon were starting to get worried about him. He had assured everyone that he was fine, but he was easy to read.

Once he was finally finished, he left his office and headed back home. Once he stood in front of the door, he was hoping, praying that Archie really didn’t forget.

He opened the door, and saw that the house was dim. Archie was lying on the couch waiting for him.

“Hey, Max. How was your day, baby?”

“It was fine.” He grumbled.

Before Maxie could slip his shoes off, Archie stopped him. “Wait, Max. I’m a little tired from working today, and I don’t think I can cook tonight. Would you like to.. go out?”

He didn’t suspect a thing. “Sure. Just.. let me change.”

Archie’s stomach dropped. Perhaps he should’ve let Maxie know that he at least didn’t forget. He could tell that he was so upset, and didn’t blame him for being short with him. But he’s hoping tonight, he could make it up to him.

They both stepped into the car, and Archie drove them nearby a steep hill in Mossdeep city.

“Um, Archie.. this doesn’t look like a restaurant to me. What’s going on?”

Poor thing, he was still clueless.

Archie smirks and parks the car. “C’mon, I wanted to show ye somethin’ first!”

Hesitantly, Maxie stepped out of the car and follows Archie up to the top. He gasps, seeing the cutest little picnic setup he’d ever seen.

“A-Archie..”

Archie sat down on the blanket laid out and picked up an acoustic guitar.

He began singing. “When I first saw ye, I saw love~ and the first time you touched me, I felt love~ and after all this time, yer still the one I love, mmm~”

The redhead’s eyes watered, until the tears were flowing.

“Looks like we made it, look how far we’ve come, my baby~ We mighta took the wrong way, we knew we’d get there someday~”

“Oh, Archie~”

“They said, ‘I bet they’ll never make it’, but just look at us holding on, we’re still together, still going strong, mm~ Yer still the one I run to, the one that I belong to, yer still the one I want for life~ yer still the one that I love, the only one I dream of~ yer still the one I kiss goodnight~”

His husband just sat next to him and cried. He was so happy.

“Ain’t nothin’ better, we beat the odds together, I’m glad we didn’t listen, look at what we would be missin’~”

He sang the chorus once more beautifully.

“I’m so glad we made it, look how far we’ve come, my baby~”

He stops, puts down the guitar, then pulls a sobbing Maxie close to his chest.

“Shhh, Shh shh.. don’t cry, my love.” He removes his glasses and kisses his temple. “Happy anniversary, darling.. *kiss* I should’ve never pretended to forget our anniversary, Max… I just didn’t want ye finding out the surprise. I’m so sorry I upset ye.. please forgive me.”

Maxie lifts his head up, wiping away his tears, holds Archie’s face, and presses his lips against Archie’s.

“Mm? Mmm~”

“I love you, so much.”

“I love ye too, baby.”

When the kiss was over, they started eating. Archie was excited for what was coming next.

Soon, they both saw glittering meteorites in the sky. Archie saw Maxie’s eyes light up at the sight, and smiled.

“I made sure we’d be here for the meteor shower tonight~”

“It’s absolutely beautiful.”

“Mm hmm~ and so are ye, my lovely lava man~ C’mere~”

*blush*

He pulls Maxie close to his side, and they watch the rest of the meteor shower. Afterwards, Archie drives them both home. Once he opens the front door, Maxie makes him sit on the couch.

“You wait here. I’m going to get YOUR present ready~” He purrs, kissing his cheek.

This made Archie’s face turn red. This was such a perfect evening for them both, and now, it was going to be even better.

After about 15 minutes, Maxie came behind his husband, who was still waiting, and covered his eyes with his hands.

“Ohoho~ so it’s one of those kinds of surprises, eh?” Archie chuckles, standing up. “Alright, I’ll keep my eyes closed~”

Maxie just laughs and leads him upstairs to their bedroom. Once they’re at the doorstep, they stop.

“Are you ready?”

“Mmhmm~”

“Alright, open your eyes.”

Archie does so, and he sees their whole room covered in rose petals, candles lit around the room, and his husband already in his night clothes.

“Oh my…” Archie exclaimed. “Wow, babe… this- this is..”

He leans into his chest. “All for us~” He giggles, leading him to the bed. “Let me show you how much I love YOU~”

“Hold on, lemme change first, baby.”

Archie never changed so fast in his life. Can anyone blame him? Cuddling with his husband, on their anniversary, surrounded by candles and rose petals?? It’s romantic!

He came back, and practically ran to the bed, embracing Maxie into his arms. “This is amazing, Max~ I love ye~ *kiss*”

“I’m glad you love it, darling. I love you too. I was worried that it wouldn’t be good enough-“

“-Absolutely not! There’s nothing I love more than to be lying here.. with ye.”

The redhead smiles and starts kissing him around his collarbone and neck.

“Hehehehe~ Maaaaax~” Archie snickered, squirming in his grasp.

“Mmmm? *kiss* What’s the matter, dear?” He teases, continuing his kisses. He knew what he was doing.

“N-nohohohothing, it’s just- pffff- y-yer kihihisses- gahahahahahahah!!”

He couldn’t finish his sentence because the redhead decided to tickle his belly.

“What was that, honey? I couldn’t hear you~”

“B-Bahahabe, cuhuhuhut it ohuhuhuhut! Ahahahah- yehehehe- *snort* ye know Ihihihi’m ticklish!”

“Ohhh~ so I see~” He smirks, tickling faster. “That’s what I was missing on this perfect day~ your laughter~”

“AHAHAHAH-! OHOHOKAHAHAY- YEHEHE WANNA PLAY LIHIHIHIKE THAT? FIHIHIHNE!”

He shoots his arms out and begins tickling Maxie’s ribs.

“GAH-! Ahahahahahah-! Nohohoho!! Nahahahaht the rihihihihibs!! *snort* Ahahaharchie, stahahahahahp!”

He just grins and nuzzles his beard into his neck, kissing him while he continues to tickle his ribs. “Hehe! Ye started it! Ye ruined the romantic moment by tickling me! *nuzzle*”

“Nahahahahohoht thehehehe beheheheard-! Not thehehehehehe beheheheheheard- ahahahahah-! *snort* Okahahay okahahahay!! Ihihihihi suhuhuhurendeheheheher!” He squealed.

Archie chuckles and kisses his check after he stops his nuzzles and tickles. “Yer so cute.”

“Hehe.. heheh…” The redhead wipes the mirthful tears off his face and hugs his husband. “Ihihihi love you, you big dork.”

“Awww, I love ye too, Maxie. *kiss* Happy anniversary, baby. Here’s to 10 more years of ye putting up with my bullshit~”

“Oh, you shush~” Maxie scoffs, wrapping his arms around him. “You know well by now, my darling… that I love you and your bullshit. Now, kiss me.”

Archie growls playfully and returns the kiss, cuddling the rest of the night away with the love of his life, until they both fall asleep. This was an anniversary neither of them could ever forget.

#Pokemon #Requests #Giggly-Squiggly #Hardenshipping #Maxie #Archie #Fics #my fics #tickling #I had so much fun writing this one :3 I hope you like it!

[13phantom13angel13]

Thief

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A/N: Hello! It is I! Your Squealing Santa! Surprise! You really gave me some damn good prompts and pairings. I had such a hard time choosing! Anyways, this was my first time writing for JJK. I hope you enjoy it! It was fun to write! Happy holidays! @giggly-squiggily

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The christmas season had rolled around at Jujutsu High. The pleasing aroma of gingerbread, peppermint, and chocolate filled the air of the dorms’ kitchen. Anyone who entered the building would be smacked in the face by the sweet scent…the sound of bickering.

Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto stood in the kitchen bickering with each other. Geto, wearing an apron with some flour and chocolate smudged on him; Gojo wearing a shit eating grin as he held up one of the fresh gingerbread men that was just pulled out of the oven.

“Dammit, Satoru! Would you quit eating the cookies!? You’re going to eat them all before we can even decorate them!” Geto snarled at him, swatting him away with the spatula he wielded.

“I will do no such thing!” Gojo argued back, dodge by him with ease as he took another bite of the cookie. “I can’t eat all of them in one sitting.” He smirked as Geto’s jaw clenched.

“That’s literally the third one you just ate. If you eat one more, there will be consequences.” He growled out in annoyance. Gojo chuckled deviously at the threat.

“I would like to see you try, my dear Suguru.”

Geto’s eye twitched as Gojo took another bite of the sweet delicacy he stole.

“Get your thieving ass out of the kitchen, you menace.”

The challenging grin that spread across Gojo’s face made Geto want to punch him. Then he spoke the famous last words.

“Make me.”

It was Geto’s turn to smirk as he set the spatula down on the counter, taking the apron off from around his neck as he approached the cocky pale haired man with cracking knuckles. Gojo’s grin fell as he recognized the mischievous twinkle in his boyfriend’s eyes. He gulped as he took a couple of steps back.

“Now, Suguru. Think about this.”

“Oh, I have thought about it,” Geto stated as he boxed Gojo in against the adjacent counter. “And I think this is a suiting punishment for your crime, cookie thief!”

Gojo squealed as Geto’s fingers descended upon his sides. Bubbly giggles came spilling past his lips as he squirmed in place.

“Suhuhuhuguruhuhuhu! Nohohoho fahahahahair!”

“It’s plenty fair! I told you to stop eating the damn cookies but you didn’t want to listen. Suffer the consequences!” He scolded as his fingers traveled across his stomach. Gojo giggled harder.

“Tihihihihickling is agahahahahainst the ruhuhules!”

“Pfft! According to whom, exactly? Not you, that’s for sure!” Geto’s fingers traveled up his ribs, his giggles turning into laughter.

“AH! NONONONOHOHOHO!”

Geto laughed with him.

“You sounded like Santa! That’s how you get into the holiday spirit. Not by stealing cookies. Now, are you ready to apologize?” Geto asked the near hysterical man in front of him. Gojo shook his head as wiggling fingers traveled higher on his rib cage. Geto clicked his tongue disapprovingly.

“Suit yourself.” With one hand, Geto attacked Gojo’s armpit. With the other, he grabbed his hip and squeezed in such a torturous fashion that Gojo actually screamed.

“FUHUHUHUHUCK!!! SUGURU NOHOHOHOHO!! NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHEHERE!!”

Loud, boisterous laughter exploded from him as his knees buckled, sending him to the floor. Geto followed him down with tickling fingers still attached to their targets.

“Give it up, Satoru. We both know you’re too ticklish to keep this up much longer.” Geto said with a fond chuckle. Listening to his boyfriend laugh was one of his favorite things in the world.

By this point, Gojo’s cheeks had turned a pretty decent shade of red. Not enough to be alarming, but enough to know he was reaching his limits. Tears of mirth glistened in the corners of his eyes as he weakly batted at Geto’s hands.

“OKAHAHAHAY!! OKAHAHAHAHAY!! I’M SOHOHOHORRY!! YOU WIHIHIHIN!!” Gojo screeched in hysterics.

“Are you going to stop stealing cookies and leave me alone to bake in peace?”

“YEHEHEHEHES!! JUST STAHAHAHAHAHAP!! SUGURU PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!” Gojo begged as the first tear trickled down his cheek. That was his signal to stop.

Geto withdrew his hands and sat beside Gojo, rubbing his back gently as he caught his breath. Gojo peered up at him as he wiped his eyes.

“That was rude and uncalled for…” He panted softly. Geto gave him a flat stare.

“What’s rude and uncalled for is stealing my cookies. Now shoo. I have to finish up these cookies so they’re cooler enough to decorate this evening.”

“Yeah yeah. I’m going.” Gojo got to his feet, exchanging as gentle kiss with Geto as he walked out of the kitchen to leave his boyfriend in peace.

Lesson learned, Gojo. Don’t be a cookie thief.

#jjk #jjk tickle #tickle fic #squealing santa #squealing santa 2023 #squealing santa 2k23 #ticklish satoru gojo #gojo satoru #geto suguru #jujutsu kaisen

[intheticklecloset]

Pretty (Blue Lock)

Summary: Chigiri overhears Kunigami calling him pretty, and he is surprised to find that he loves it. But asking him to say it again is absolutely out of the question. Luckily, Kunigami knows him better than he realizes.

A/N: I wrote this one especially for @giggly-squiggily, since she loves Kunigiri so much! I really subscribe to the idea that Chigiri embraces his feminine features and doesn't mind rocking them when the mood suits him, and that he doesn't mind being called pretty, among other things. Thus this fic was born! I hope you enjoy! ^^

Word Count: 1731

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“You and Chigiri seem to be getting along well.”

The teasing voice belonged to one of their teammates, but Chigiri couldn’t place which one as he stopped short just outside of the door to their shared room. He hovered for a moment, thoughts warring with themselves. On the one hand, he was used to this – whoever was talking had to be addressing Kunigami. It was no secret they’d been hanging out together a lot lately, and with this group of teammates, only a matter of time before someone noticed that their chemistry was stronger than just friendship.

On the other hand, it was getting kind of tiring. Didn’t they have anything better to talk about? Well…probably not, he supposed. Being in Blue Lock meant they didn’t have access to the outside world, so what else was there to talk about except what was happening within?

Still.

Chigiri waited, suddenly curious to hear what Kunigami would have to say. After a short pause, the taller boy’s voice rumbled a response.

“Sure,” he said.

Sure? That was it?

“Come on,” the other voice said, and Chigiri strained to place it. It definitely wasn’t Bachira, surprisingly. Isagi, maybe? “I’m not going to judge you. I have no room to talk when I’m kind of in the same boat.” Yep, definitely Isagi.

“He’s cool. I like him.”

Chigiri’s heart fluttered. He felt his cheeks warming.

“Like him as a teammate, or as something more?” Isagi pressed.

Kunigami sighed, making the redhead’s chest clench. “Look, what do you want me to say? I like him. That’s it. He’s smart and pretty. What’s not to like?”

Pretty. Chigiri was certain his heart was going to burst out of his ribcage. He had to leave, walk away from this conversation before he heard anything more. He might actually die if he heard even one more compliment come out of Kunigami’s mouth. And he certainly couldn’t be caught blushing like he knew he was right now.

The replay room. He had to get there.

Hurrying back down the hall the way he’d come, Chigiri let the conversation between Isagi and Kunigami fade away behind him.

But the blonde’s words still lingered in his mind.

~

A couple of days later, it was still with him. That one word that made his heart flip and his stomach feel like a cage of butterflies.

Pretty.

He desperately wanted Kunigami to say it to his face, but he could never bring himself to admit that he’d listened in on that conversation with Isagi. He’d be teased about it for sure. He wasn’t sure he could take that.

“Hey,” Kunigami said softly to him now, wrapping an arm around his shoulders. It was only because they were in the safety of the replay room that either of them felt comfortable being so openly affectionate with each other. “What’s up?”

“Hm? Nothing,” Chigiri murmured, leaning into him even as he kept his gaze averted.

“I can tell when you’re lying. You won’t look at me.”

Chigiri sighed, pulling back and forcing himself to make eye contact. As soon as he saw Kunigami’s golden orbs, the words slipped out of him. “It’s just…what do you like about me?”

Kunigami’s eyes widened in surprise. “Where did that come from?”

“I just want to know.” The redhead wrapped his arms around himself reflexively. “We haven’t known each other very long, and I know why I like you, but I don’t know why you’d like me.”

“Why do you like me?”

“I asked you first.”

Kunigami chuckled. “All right, fair enough.” He paused for a moment, seeming to seriously consider the question. Chigiri didn’t know if that made him feel better or worse about this moment. “Well, you’re a good soccer player, for one. But you’re also smart and funny, and you smell nice.”

“I…what?” Chigiri felt his cheeks heating up. He playfully pushed Kunigami away. “Quit smelling my hair, you weirdo.”

“It’s not just your hair,” Kunigami replied in a lower voice that made the redhead’s insides flip again. “It’s you, princess.”

Chigiri closed his eyes. Princess. Pretty. Both words he never thought he’d grow to love hearing about himself. He made himself look back up at Kunigami and ask, “Is there…anything else?”

Kunigami tilted his head at him. “What’s up, Chichi? Why are you asking?”

“Nothing, it’s just…I overheard you.” The words came tumbling out before he could stop them. “The other day. Talking to Isagi. I heard you tell him you think I’m…” But that was the end of his bravery, because he found himself unable to say the word he really wanted to hear again. He bit his lip and sighed. “Never mind. It’s stupid.”

There was silence for a moment, and Chigiri couldn’t tell if it was because Kunigami was upset or because he was trying to remember what the redhead was even rambling on about. He couldn’t look at him to find out.

Then Kunigami shifted and leaned into him again, murmuring into his ear, “How bad do you want to hear it, princess?”

Chigiri snapped his eyes up to the taller boy’s in surprise, his mouth going dry when he saw the way the blonde was looking at him now. Playfully. Teasingly. He frowned at first – he didn’t want this to be used as leverage against him – but in the next moment Kunigami had pulled him in close again, and the gentlest press of fingers in his sides made the redhead’s eyes widen as a squeak was pulled from his lips.

“Wait, no,” he pleaded, trying to wiggle away, but it was too late for that now.

“You want me to tell you how pretty you are, huh?” Kuni teased, gently tickling up and down Chigiri’s sides, making the redhead squirm and giggle helplessly. “How you smell like strawberries on a summer’s day, how I lose myself in your eyes every time you look at me? Is that what you want to hear?”

“Nohohohoho,” Chigiri whined, ducking his head to try and hide his blush from the taller boy. “Dohohohohon’t!”

“Shall I wax poetic about your giggles? A single one…” Kuni dug a finger deeper into Chigiri’s ribs, making him snort on a cackle, “…could give me enough energy to take down an entire soccer team on my own.”

“Stohohohohohohop!”

At this point Kunigami shifted again so he was gradually pushing Chigiri onto the floor, still softly wiggling into his torso, just enough to draw out the redhead’s giggles and squeaks. “I love the way you cling to me even when you’re asking me to stop. Your body knows it wants me~”

“Shuhuhuhuhuhut up, you jeheheheheheherk!” Chigiri cried, letting go with one hand to cover his face, increasingly flustered by the blonde’s words.

“Your blush is prettier than any canvas. Your hair shinier than any diamond~”

“Plehehehehehease, stohohohohohohohop!”

“I could write sonnets about your laughter. Shakespeare himself would be jealous of my romantic prowess!”

Chigiri couldn’t help but laugh harder at that, torn between his intense fluster and his swelling heart. He whined again and covered his face with both hands now that he was fully on his back on the ground with Kunigami gently tickling him all over from above.

“You’re so beautiful,” the blonde continued, his voice gentler now, more sincere. “You enrapture me, with your feminine features and masculine body. You drive me crazy, Chigiri. But I like you no matter how you look.”

“Plehehehehehehehease!” Chigiri begged, pushing lightly at his chest. “I cahahahahahan’t!”

“Can’t what?”

“Stohohohohohop cohohohohomplimehehenting mehehehehehehe!”

“Oh? But you wanted me to call you pretty so badly just now, didn’t you?” Kunigami smirked triumphantly down at him. “Or was I mistaken?”

Chigiri whimpered and tried to glare at him, but the effect was ruined for how frantically he was giggling by now. “Ahahahahahahasshole.”

“Ooh~” Kunigami’s grin turned wicked, and the speedy soccer star knew there was no running away from what was about to happen next.

“Wahahahahait, wait, I’m sohohohohorry!”

But it was no use. Kunigami wrapped his hands around Chigiri’s waist and dug into his hips with his fingers, leaning down to kiss along his neck when the redhead inevitably tossed his head back to screech with laughter.

“NOHOHOHOHOHO!!” Chigiri pleaded, squirming wildly but going nowhere fast thanks to Kunigami trapping him in place with his tickling. “AHAHAHAHAHAHA I’M SOHOHOHOHORRY!! PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!”

Under any other circumstances, his brain would have short-circuited at the knowledge that Kunigami’s lips were on his neck – anywhere on his person, really – but in this moment, all he could think was that it tickled like crazy, and while he loved it, he was also desperate to make him stop by any means necessary.

“PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!! HEHEHEHEHERO, PLEASE!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!” he begged, trying to kick and roll his way to safety to no avail.

Kunigami chuckled into his ear and whispered, “My pretty, pretty princess~”

Chigiri let out a single scream of laughter before falling into silent wheezing, weakly tapping Kuni’s shoulder, and it was only then that the blonde finally decided to show some mercy and let up on his attack.

In the couple of seconds it took the redhead to register that he wasn’t being tickled anymore, Kunigami snatched up his wrists and pinned them above his head, grinning at him.

“W-What…are you doing?” Chigiri gasped, eyes widening.

“This is how your book boyfriends do it, isn’t it?”

“You…you’ve been reading my books?”

“I had to know what got you going, princess.”

Chigiri blushed, but he tugged at his wrists and said, “I don’t want you to pin me down.”

Looking surprised and a little embarrassed, Kunigami immediately let his wrists go, beginning to push himself up and away – but before he could get far, the redhead wrapped his arms around his neck and pulled him down so their foreheads were touching.

“I want to be able to hold you, too,” he whispered.

Kunigami closed his eyes. “You’re so pretty, Chigiri. May I kiss you?”

Heart racing and growing three sizes, the smaller boy answered him by tilting his head up and pressing his lips to his, feeling his insides flip again as Kunigami reciprocated with a passion he hadn’t been prepared for.

Chigiri suddenly realized he didn’t care if anyone saw them. He didn’t care if they talked, asked questions, teased them. All he knew was that Kunigami liked him. He thought he was pretty.

And that was more than enough.

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[rachi-roo]

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[tklpilled]

For the things we did as a kid thing:

When I was 7(?) my shining moment was squeezing myself into a lamp shade and wearing it like a skirt. It got stuck- we had to use pliers to get it off.

atsushi

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[ticklishraspberries]

Happy birthday!!!

thank you!!!

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