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dokidoki-muffin · 6 months

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Tickletober Day 27: Monster

Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom | Link x Zelda

This is a collab with the lovely Ginny @otomiyaa 🥰✨ (previously @otomiya-tickles) We've been working on this for a while but given the recent circumstances we decided that I will post both, the two artworks and fic, on my blog as one. You can also read it on her 👉 AO3!! Word count: 1173

Zelda rubbed her eyes. How long had it been? Her stomach answered the question with a loud growl. Right. Past lunch time. For hours she had been sucked into her books and notes, investigating her latest discoveries about Hyrule and the Zonai. It was always like this when she was spending time at home, at her cozy shared house in Hateno, together with Link.

Speaking of Link…

“Link, I think I might say yes to that lunch offer from earlier,” Zelda called out to Link who had been busy downstairs. She had heard him prepare lunch, turned down his offer to eat together despite the delicious smell. She had heard him eat, then the distant sounds of him rummaging around, and she kind of forgot that somewhere, in between all those moments, Link had announced to her that he would be going on a hunt.

Not that the knowledge of his plans could have prepared her for the sudden sight of a… monster. Though, not a scary monster.

“Link?!” Zelda covered her mouth and literally held back a laugh. Barbarian armor. The most hideous Lynel mask she had ever seen… Link was looking absolutely hilarious.

“W-whahat are you dohohoing?” Zelda blurted out, failing to muffle her laughter as she continued to admire her boyfriend’s “monster attire”.

“Going on a mission,” Link reconfirmed. He spread his arms. “Do you think they will fall for it?” he asked.

Well, one person was literally falling and it was Zelda, sinking to her knees as she couldn’t stop giggling.

“You look ridiculous hahaha!” she laughed. Monster Link cocked his Lynel head and scratched himself in a totally uncharming way.

“Do I?” he asked, and he slowly approached her. Eep! Zelda could immediately recognize his mischievous mood, but she couldn’t really do anything but laugh hysterically. Although, if that was laughter… Well, she wouldn’t know what to call what came next from her very own mouth.

Squealing, shrieking, howling, whatever. But it was definitely loud. All because Link calmly lowered himself on top of her, straddling her while his fingers unleashed a merciless tickle attack on her poor stomach and sides. And Zelda happened to be very ticklish.

“LIHIHINK! Ahahaha nohoho!” With the crazy mask that stared at her with its ugly eyes, and the relentless tickling on her lower torso, Zelda was suffering from a double laughing fit right now, and it was taking all her breath away.

“AHhhehehe Liiiiink whahaha!” Zelda cackled. Her hands failed to pry off her boyfriend’s hands that crept under her blouse, moving the fabric up to tickle her bare tummy and sides. Link’s monster act was definitely better than the looks of it. He remained quiet and proved to be an excellent tickle monster, with speedy fingers that carefully tickled their way from Zelda’s stomach all the way up her ribs and under her arms.

“EEEHEHEe nooooo Liiiink!” Zelda cried, but monster Link was serious about his little revenge - at least, that was what she thought it was. One does not simply laugh in the face of the Hero of Hyrule.

“I gihihive! Plehehease!” Zelda laughed hysterically as Link kept scribbling persistently at her sensitive underarms. She could hear him break character under his mask: a playful giggle. Link finally stopped his attack on her and sighed. He still sat on top of her and watched her with that silly mask.

“It was that funny, hmm?” he commented when Zelda greedily caught her breath, blushing like crazy. Zelda nodded tiredly.

“Yeah,” she wheezed. They both giggled softly when her stomach suddenly growled again.

“Ah. Right, lunch. Late lunch,” Link muttered. It was so funny to hear him talk, still with that silly mask on.

“I will get you something warm to eat,” he offered gently, moving off her, as he grabbed his mask.

“So, you’re staying around a bit longer then, Mr. Monster?” Zelda said teasingly, getting up as well and watching him walk to the kitchen.

Link nodded. “Yes, yes, I can stay a little longer. We can eat together first, and… uh…” Zelda watched him fiddle with the mask. He was tugging it, looking like he was trying to take it off, but… Zelda snorted once again.

“Wait, are you stuck?” she asked when Link continued to struggle with the ugly beast covering his face. Link shook his head wildly.

“Stuck? No, no. I just - I can’t get it off,” he muttered. Zelda slowly approached him with a smirk on her face.

“That’s the meaning of ‘stuck’, Link,” she said, and she wiggled her fingers from his exposed underarms down his sides. A delicious shriek filled their little house.

“Hehehey! Nonono,” Link giggled nervously, stepping back and tumbling to the floor. Zelda followed him down and had him right where she wanted him for a nice and fitting payback.

“What’s this? Could it be that the tickle monster is in fact… ticklish himself?” Zelda sang, attacking Link’s tummy with fast scribbles. That’s one thing the barbarian set did well: it exposed his tickle spots and sensitive bare skin well. Way too well.

“Zehehehelda! Nohoho I’m sohohorry!” Link was quick to apologize for his tickly prank. He continued his attempts to take off the mask, flailing his free arm and kicking his legs. Link was so ticklish it was actually funny, but also the cutest thing in the world. Zelda smiled fondly, but went back into battle mode when she managed to snatch Link’s hand that tried to defend his tickle spots.

“Now I got you, little monster,” Zelda said, holding his hand tightly while her other hand tickled Link’s exposed underarm.

“HAAAaaahh!” Link’s loud screech must’ve scared the birds away around their house, and Zelda laughed along with him. Link, who wasn’t usually this vocal, now officially sounded like the monster he tried to be.

“Convincing,” Zelda said with a smile.

“Just one more time,” she encouraged. It didn’t matter if Link would stake his attempts at taking off the mask. She tickled his armpit and drew out the loudest most precious squeals.

“Zehehehelda ahahaah! You wihiihin hahahha!” Link laughed. It was never a competition to begin with, but Zelda decided to accept his words of defeat. She grabbed the mask and tugged it off Link’s head.

Link let out a tiny wail in pain when the mask got finally unstuck, probably stripping his head from a hair or two, but he let out a sigh of relief. Zelda admired his bright red face, and she giggled. The mask still between her hands, she leaned down and kissed his lips. And Link kissed her back.

“Let’s eat,” she suggested when they moved apart, and Link nodded. “G-great idea,” he said with a cute blush on his face. The mask stayed off, for now, and Zelda was more than pleased to enjoy Link in his cute barbarian outfit a little longer before he would leave for his hunt. She couldn’t stop smiling. Well, well. Maybe this whole monster dress up was something they had to do more often!

#tickletober #tickletober2023 #miya&mia's tickletober #legend of zelda #tears of the kingdom #link #zelda #tickling #art #tickle fic

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flufffilleddonut · 2 months

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Radio Waves - Part 3

Summary - After his last encounter with Alastor, Vox finds himself experiencing strange feelings that won't go away. He knows there’s only one demon who can help him, so Vox decides to pay him a visit.

Word Count - 2500

Vox was in his surveillance room, surrounded by walls filled with screens, displaying footage from his many cameras throughout the Pride Ring.

Vox, however, was preoccupied with his thoughts. Alastor had snuck into the V Tower a week ago and, ever since, Vox found himself unable to stop thinking about their encounter. He kept thinking about Alastor’s wiggling fingers, digging into his ribs. The uncontrollable laughter that the sensations drew from Vox. The way Alastor teased him and how his words managed to intensify the feelings. Vox was craving more, and that craving was increasingly invading his mind.

When Velvette had snuck up behind Vox, wrapping her arm around his waist and pulling him close for a selfie, Vox flushed, thinking it was a surprise attack. When Valentino pulled Vox in close to cuddle, he was certain that he was about to be wrecked with tickles, but no such luck.

He’s cursed me with his disease, Vox thought to himself, as he paced around the room.

There was only one way for Vox to get these thoughts to stop, and only one demon who could help him do so. Vox knew, however, that he would never be able to ask directly, and would instead have to come up with a way of provoking the demon into attacking him, just as Alastor had before.

After thinking for a while, Vox came up with a plan. It wasn’t perfect, but it was the best chance he had at getting these feelings to go away.

Alastor was in his room at the Hazbin Hotel, listening to jazz music on an old radio, when he heard a tapping sound coming from his window.

How curious, Alastor thought, knowing that only one demon had ever used the window as an entry point to his room.

Alastor made his way over to the window, his suspicions being confirmed when he spotted the television-headed Overlord hanging onto the window sill. He thought for a moment about simply leaving Vox there to dangle, before his curiosity got the better of him. Alastor clicked open the latches and slid the window up.

“My my, it appears I have a visitor.” Alastor said as Vox hoisted himself up and into the room through the window. Alastor was standing with his arms folded behind his back, microphone in hand, per usual.

“Yeah, well, don’t get used to it.” Vox said as he stood, brushing off his jacket. “I only came here because I have a problem, and I believe that you can help.”

Alastor tilted his head to the side.

“You came looking for my assistance?” Alastor said, letting out a small chuckle. “You must be pretty desperate if you came to me of all people, thinking that there was a chance I’d be willing to help.”

Vox felt his head start to heat up. Alastor wasn’t wrong. Vox was taking a gamble going to him, but he felt that his recent experiences with his rival proved that Alastor knew how to handle his current issue, and that he would be more than willing to assist.

Vox tried to keep up a confident front. He didn’t want Alastor to catch on just yet.

“Oh, it’s nothing like that. You just happen to be the perfect demon for what I require.” Vox remarked with a smirk.

“Is that so?” Alastor questioned. “And, why exactly might that be?”

Suddenly, Vox shot his hands under Alastor’s coat and began scribbling his claws all over Alastor’s stomach.

Alastor was taken by surprise. He bent slightly forwards as he began giggling madly, not having the time or warning necessary to prevent the sounds from erupting out of his mouth.

“Because you’re so darn ticklish!” Vox responded with a grin, keeping up his onslaught.

Alastor struggled for a moment to untangle his arms behind his back, before bringing them to his front and grabbing onto one of Vox’s wrists with his free hand.

“Vohohohox! Whahahat are youhou dohohoing?” Alastor giggled out.

“I’m just testing out my old radio.” Vox commented nonchalantly. “I think something’s wrong with the volume, though. It should be much louder. Don’t worry! I know just how to fix it!”

Vox then took advantage of Alastor’s death-grip on his microphone, removing his hands from Alastor to take hold of the artifact, raise it into the air, spin it (and Alastor) around, and sharply yank it back towards himself, causing the Radio Demon to fall backwards onto Vox’s chest.

Vox kept a firm hold on the raised object with his right hand, raking the nails of his left up and down Alastor’s right side.

“This should do the trick!” Vox remarked, a mischievous grin appearing on his face.

Alastor, unwilling to let go of his microphone, was forced to simply endure the attack, gripping Vox’s wrist with his free hand but unable to protect his side. His giggles turned to full-fledged laughter.

“VOHOHOHOX! STOHOHOP THIHIHIHIS IMMEHEHEHEDIATELY!” Alastor managed to say.

“But I thought you enjoyed getting my undivided attention! Isn’t smiling also like… your whole gimmick? I’m just helping you out! Giving you a reason to smile!”

Vox heard the amount of radio static coming from Alastor increase, just before he felt something wrap around his ankles.

The black tendrils secured themselves around Vox before hoisting him into the air, leaving the demon dangling upside-down.

The shock of the event caused Vox to lose his grip on Alastor’s microphone. Alastor collapsed onto the ground, remaining there for a few moments and regaining his breath, before standing to face Vox.

“The tides sure turned quickly, didn’t they, old pal~?” Alastor purred before placing his hands atop Vox’s ribs.

Vox’s heart rate increased. His plan of wrecking Alastor in an effort to get him to retaliate had worked. This is what he had been hoping for. Although, Vox did have to admit, he did enjoy tickling the stuffing out of the guy.

Alastor, with one hand, began lightly tracing his fingers back and forth across Vox’s ribs, moving slowly. With his other hand, Alastor dug his fingers roughly into the spaces between Vox’s ribs, moving quickly.

The duality of the feelings nearly caused Vox’s systems to crash within an instant.

He began laughing madly, unable to escape Alastor’s hands no matter which way he attempted to lean his dangling body.

“NOHOHO! AHAL-AHAHAHAHA! IHIHI’M GOHOHONNA-HAHAHAHA!” Vox attempted to speak, but found that he was barely able to form words.

“Didn’t quite catch that last part, friend!” Alastor said as his devilish grin grew. “Come on, tell me what you said! Don’t leave me hanging!”

Alastor mock-laughed at his own joke, as Vox’s voice began to glitch out.

“Whoops, don’t want to break the T.V. just yet~” Alastor sang out. Without removing his hands, Alastor switched techniques. The hand that was tracing began roughly digging, and vice versa.

A few small sparks of electricity flew from Vox’s head. He stopped attempting to threaten Alastor, as the intense feelings at his ribs clouded his mind. He simply continued to laugh hysterically until Alastor slowed his hands to a stop.

When Vox was once again able to focus his vision, he was met with the Radio Demon’s upside-down grin, stretched out very far. Alastor was clearly enjoying himself.

“It’s a shame I enjoy making people laugh so much. I may just have to keep you here forever, as my little captive audience~” Alastor cooed as he began lightly tracing a single finger around Vox’s stomach.

The light, teasy feeling was driving Vox insane. He had just been tickled to near insanity, but the current, faint sensation, coupled with Alastor’s infernal teasing, seemed to be just as effective in destroying the Overlord.

The buzz of television static began to fill the room as Vox was steadily giggling, trying to catch his breath a bit. Suddenly, the sound of the static gave Vox an idea.

With his arms free, Vox managed to swing himself within arm’s reach of Alastor, grabbing hold of his legs and thrusting them to the side. Alastor fell to the ground, catching himself on his hands. Vox then grabbed hold of Alastor’s ears, pressed them firmly up against his screen, and vibrated his head as violently as he could.

The sensation was completely foreign to Alastor. He didn’t have a cell phone, so he had never experienced the feeling of such a device vibrating against his body. Needless to say, the new sensation had an impact on Alastor.

“RAAAH-” Alastor yelped out in surprise, his radio filter disappearing completely, never before having experienced the sensation currently running through his ears.

The yelp was quickly replaced with laughter, however, as the vibrations from Vox’s screen seemed to reach each and every nerve in Alastor’s ears, lighting them up.

Charlie was walking down one of the hotel’s hallways when she heard it. She wasn’t entirely sure, but she thought that she had just heard a scream come from one of the rooms. Curious, and a bit fearful, she walked towards the rows of doors, listening for another noise.

She was met with the sound of a loud crash, followed by what sounded like a scuffle. Beginning to slightly panic, she hurried down the hall, trying to figure out which room the sounds were coming from.

Alastor was so overwhelmed by the attack on his ears that the tendrils holding Vox retreated, dropping him onto the floor with an audible thud. Vox stopped vibrating and released Alastor’s ears, slightly dazed after falling.

Alastor, face flushed, regained his composure and turned to Vox.

“Why, you little-” Alastor started as he grabbed Vox’s thighs, squeezing them tightly just as Vox had gotten his bearings.

“Dohohon’t yohohou dahahare!” Vox giggled out as he batted at Alastor’s hands.

As Charlie moved closer to the source of the sounds, she heard someone speak.

“Ihihi’m gonna kihihill yohohou!”

She recognized the voice. It was Vox, member of the Three Vees and long-time rival of Alastor.

She suddenly realized that Alastor’s room was just down the hall, and that it must be the source of the noises.

She gasped.

Vox and Alastor must be fighting! A battle between those two could destroy the entire hotel!

Charlie went into full panic mode, and ran to Alastor’s room.

She braced herself before opening the door and bursting into the room.

“Alastor!” She cried out.

Charlie was greeted with the sight of Vox on the ground, laying on his back, with Alastor perched on top of him. Alastor was grazing his fingertips over Vox’s antennae, causing Vox to giggle uncontrollably, while trying to push away Alastor’s hands. Vox’s hat was discarded off to the side of the Overlords’ current position, and Alastor’s hair was a disheveled mess.

The two Overlords turned and looked at Charlie, Alastor removing his hands from Vox’s antennae.

Charlie blinked.

“Are… are you alright?” She asked.

“Never better, dear!” Alastor responded as Vox simply laid there, catching his breath.

“You’re not… fighting?” Charlie questioned further.

“Well, I wouldn’t quite say that.” Alastor responded again, as Vox started blushing, turning his gaze away from Charlie.

Charlie stood there for another moment before the pieces clicked into place.

“Oh. My. Gosh! Were you two having a tickle fight?! That’s adorable!” Charlie chimed, her usual bright and happy demeanor returning.

“We were not!” Vox frantically yelled out. “He was just… torturing me! I couldn’t get away, but I managed to turn the tables on him! Unfortunately, he turned them back, and here we are now.”

“Okay…” Charlie started, facing Vox, “but can’t you turn into electricity, Vox? Why didn’t you just escape that way?” She turned to Alastor. “And, Alastor, can’t you disappear into the shadows at any time? Why didn’t you just escape?”

The two Overlords shared a look, before turning their heads away from each other, blushing deeply.

Charlie continued.

“Oh my! You must enjoy having these fights! That is literally the cutest thing I have ever heard!”

Alastor and Vox both refused to look at Charlie, waiting for her to leave, until she said something that caught their attention.

“I have to tell the others about this! It’s too cute not to share!”

Charlie turned to the door, about to head out, when a black tendril appeared, swiftly shutting the door and blocking Charlie from accessing it.

“I don’t think that you will be doing any such thing, my dear.” Alastor said.

Charlie turned around and saw that both Alastor and Vox were standing, and heading in her direction.

“You see, Princess,” Vox said as he and Alastor approached Charlie, Alastor grasping her wrists and holding her in place, “my reputation is very important to me. I can’t have demons hearing certain… details, that may alter their opinions towards me.”

Vox began slowly dragging his claws up and down the length of Charlie’s sides, causing her to start giggling.

“W-wait! G-guys!” She giggled out.

“I would also prefer that certain things not be known by the general public.” Alastor said from behind Charlie.

More black tendrils appeared, wiggling up against Charlie’s stomach. Vox switched from dragging to spidering up and down Charlie’s sides. She began laughing.

“OHOHOKAY! OHOHOKAY! I WOHOHON’T TELL! PLEHEHEASE! EHEHEHE!”

“Are you sure~?” Alastor purred.

“You reeeeally promise?” Vox questioned in a teasing way.

“YEHEHES! YEHEHEHES! PLEHEHE-AHAHAHA!” Charlie pleaded as her laughter increased in pitch, one of the tendrils having found its way under her shirt and into her belly button.

Vox backed off, and the tendrils retracted, Alastor releasing Charlie’s wrists. She curled into herself, keeping her arms close to her body.

“I’ll leave you to it, then!” Charlie said, smiling.

She waved farewell and hurried out of the room.

I may not be able to share it, but this information will definitely come in handy later, Charlie thought to herself.

“I’m not risking anyone else seeing this.” Vox said, picking up his hat as he made his way over to the window. “I’m out of here.”

“Until next time, old pal!” Alastor called out as Vox climbed out the window and down the side of the hotel.

Alastor shut and locked the window before returning to one of his arm chairs.

Alastor was glad that he had chosen Vox to help with his predicament a week ago. That decision had provided him with plenty of entertainment since then.

Vox returned to the V Tower, Velvette and Valentino nowhere to be found. He went to his surveillance room and sat down in his chair

At long last, the strange feelings that arose after his encounter with Alastor were gone, and he could get back to his work.

One last thought crossed Vox’s mind before he started monitoring the footage from his cameras.

I should visit Alastor more often.

#hazbin hotel tickle #switch!alastor #switch!vox #ler!alastor #lee!alastor #ler!vox #lee!vox #lee!charlie

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jungkookslipring · 4 months

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morning hugs

pairings: reader x Seungmin (mentions of OT8)

genre: fluff/tword

relationship: platonic (or romantic wink wink)

AU: this was based on a dream I had the other day lol also look at his sweet smile oh my god mom i love him

Summary: when your morning routine consists of coffee runs and waking up a sleepy Seungmin

Saturdays were always the best day of the week. It was a day when you didn't have to worry about work and could spend the whole day with your best friends. Even if it was just for an hour or two, it was always worth it. Today, you were going to meet your friends for a couple of hours before they went off to do their own thing. To surprise them, you decided to bring them all drinks from a local coffee shop. Their faces lit up with excitement when they saw their usual coffee orders, and you all laughed and enjoyed each other's company.

"Where's the rest of the guys?" you ask, noticing that three were missing.

"Innie's in the bathroom, Changbin is trying to wake up Seungmin," Chan said as he drank his smoothie.

You nod your head and grab their drink tray, heading towards the bedroom. As you pass by the open bathroom, you notice I.N humming while brushing his teeth. You offer him his iced americano and smile as he thanks you, but almost spits out his toothpaste. You proceed to take the two coffee drinks to Seungmin's shared bedroom. When you enter, you see Changbin "trying" to get Seungmin out of bed, which is actually just cuddling. You laugh as you set the drinks on the desk, and Changbin calls out your name and beckons you into bed.

"I'm not falling for that, Seungmin will just fall back asleep," you say as you sit on the bed, trying to dodge Changbin's hand that keeps grabbing for your wrist.

"Hey!" you shout as Changbin succeeds in grabbing your wrist and pulling you next to them.

"You're better at getting him out of bed," Changbin chuckles as he gives you a thank-you kiss on your cheek before getting up from the bed to retrieve his coffee. Seungmin rolls over and wraps his arms around you.

“Mornin snuggle bug,” You said in a high-pitched and squeaky voice as he giggled sleepily. You were grateful to see that sweet smile on his face every day. You briefly rubbed his back before letting your hand stray closer and closer to his sides. He jerked in your hold and started giggling.

“Why are you so giggly huh? You act like I’m gonna attack you," you say with a smirk.

“Cause you alwayhahays dohoho,” he giggled as he protected his torso.

“I won't! Scouts honor,” you promise as you let go.

“You never did scouts waihahahahahait” he giggled as you squeezed his tummy from your new sitting position.

“Sorry Minnie can’t help it!” you smiled as he squeaked at the feeling.

“You’re just too cute!” You simply state as loud giggles and squeaky laughter flowed from his lips. It was interesting how he didn’t tell you to stop.

“Oh my god you love this don’t you?” You ask, stopping your attack momentarily. He flushed red as he refused to answer that question.

“Kim Seungmin you’ll be the death of me one day,” you said when you started tickling him again. His laughter went up an octave when his shirt rode up, giving you access to wiggle your fingers on his abs. The sweetest sounds filled the room as he weakly batted at your hands, his body curling up on itself and leaning his head further into your lap.

“Tickle tickle tickle!” you teased until Seungmin’s laughter went silent. As much as you could do this for eternity you knew he’d need a break eventually. You slowed down your tickles and simply started rubbing his abs, trying to get rid of the ghost tickles that still lingered. Small giggles fell from his lips as he caught his breath and covered his eyes.

“That was torture,” he mumbled with the biggest smile on his face.

“Oh don’t act like you hated it,” you joked poking his side once more. You both knew this would happen again tomorrow, and he didn't mind one bit.

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A lot of my dreams lately have had Seungmin as my best friend and it makes my heart happy hahahaha let me know if you want to be added to the tag list!

taglist: @felixmainacc @felixburneracc @myforevermelody143 @dunno-wut-to-do @itzsana-kiddingmenow

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lovelynim · 7 months

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TickleTober2023/Day 12 - Wolf

Genshin Impact - Neuvillette x Wriothesley

It was still a mystery to him. Of all things, of all people, why was he the one to arouse his curiosity, to lure his attention? Neuvillette pondered, intensely staring at the man sleeping next to him. Just like the rest of his emotions, the nature of the feeling burning inside his chest was still a mystery to him.

“You…” The Iudex of Fontaine muttered, nearly whispered, as he sat up in the bed, reaching a hand out to Wriothesley - who he believed was still in a deep slumber - and gently combed his cheeks.

However, behind those closed eyes, the duke was already long awake. Just like Neuvillette, he was curious about the chief of Justice and, so, decided to pretend to be asleep, intrigued to what his partner would do.

Moving his hand up to Wriothesley’s hair and tousling it lightly, the duke could hear a faint chuckle coming from Neuvillette. “...why do you look like a wolf?”

“A wolf?” Wriothesley repeated inside his head, putting up his best efforts to not frown or show any reaction to the other’s words.

“Strong… fierce… sometimes dangerous,” Neuvillette continued, toying with Wriothesley as he wished. He lowered his hand, stroking the man’s cheeks before gently rubbing his thumb over Wriothesley’s lips, pushing the lower one down a bit. “Well, maybe not at your features resemble a wolf…” He chuckled softly.

What was he up to? Wriothesley couldn’t help but feel a little off about such comparison, should he take those comments as a compliment? Was that Neuvillette’s way to sweet talk?

Before he could let his train of thought run any further, a bothersome feeling made room inside his head. A gentle, light, almost fluttering, tinglish sensation against his neck started to put his whole act into risk. Oh archons.

His eyebrows’ slight twitch didn’t go past Neuvillette unnoticed. The Iudex continued to stroke the sides of Wriothesley’s neck with one finger, smiling fondly at him. “But wolves usually live in packs… Could you be the lone one? Maybe looking to form a pack of your own?”

If he wasn’t pretending to be asleep, Wriothesley would probably tell him to cut these silly and senseless comparisons. The tickling was becoming a little harder to ignore when Neuvillette’s free hand joined the action, but targeting his lower sides as the judge pulled the duke into a hug.

“N-Neheuvillette…” Wriothesley giggled tiredly, trying to look up to the other’s face and escape his ticklish embrace at the same time. “Whahat are y-yohou dohohoing?”

“Good morning, Wriothesley,” the judge muttered softly, stopping the tickling on his neck to hold him by his face, but digging a little harder against his side in exchange. “Have you slept well?”

“Y-yehes, but- ahAHah, wait!” With his laughter growing a little more frantic and louder, the duke couldn’t help but try to pry Neuvillette’s hands off his body. “I-ihihit tihihickles!”

“I know it does,” Neuvillette added, making the duke question if that was some sort of tease or an actual answer to his statement. “But this seems to be the only thing that could break through your acting, wolf.”

As the final piece came to complete the puzzle, Wriothesley realized his mistake. Maybe it wasn’t so easy to fool the judge, after all, and now, just like any other criminal, he had yet to face the consequences of his act.

A/N: This is the first time I wrote for this pairing and I'm still a little nervous if I got them right because of how little time to research them I had huehuhue

But I hope you guys could still enjoy it despite my ooc writing. See you tomorrow ~

#miya&mia's tickletober #tickletober2023 #genshin impact #genshin impact tickling #wriothesley #neuvillette #wriolette #wriothesley x neuvillette #lee!wriothesley #ticklish!wriothesley #ler!neuvillette #tickle fic

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mythica0 · 6 months

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It’s so nice to see you writing for this fandom!! 💖I’d absolutely love something with lee Jax and Lee Zooble. Maybe he keeps taking her arm so she makes sure the next time he does he regrets it. *wink wink* 🙃 Hope you’re doing well!!

Learn a lesson

🎂: TADC

🍫:Zooble

🧁:Jax

Summary: Zooble realizes that no matter how hard she tries to knock some sense into Jax, it doesn’t work, so she tries a different approach.

A/N: Moot coming in clutch! Hi, thanks for the request! :3 Also, I’ll alternate between They, she and he for Zooble because they are canonically gender queer and use all pronouns!

TW: implied cursing.(it’s censored.)

Learn a lesson

The whole cast of characters was sitting in the center of the tent, listening to cane ramble on about their ‘adventure’ for the day.

Zooble already didn’t care. They were ignoring him and trying to pretend to be asleep. Nothing better to do these days.

Jax was wearing his usual mischievous smile, noticing that Zooble wasn’t paying attention, he quickly grabbed their arm and pulled it off, flailing it around nonsensically, and giggling really hard at his own [BEEP]-hole-ery.

At this point, Caine had stopped talking and everyone was watching the show.

Zooble’s eyes snapped open, staring daggers into the resident rabbit. Zooble almost smacked him across the head with the arm he had taken off, but stopped himself.

This has happened many times before, and Zooble always reacted with violence. Smacking Jax, pinching him, choking him out, that sort of thing. But clearly that didn’t get the message through. So Zooble thought she would try something different.

When Jax got their arm close enough to his body, she snapped their arm to his side, and started slightly squeezing. Not enough to hurt, but-

“Hehehey! Wahahahat gihihives!” Jax’s normally large smile seemed to grow even wider as he laughed at the shocking sensation.

If Zooble had a mouth, he would’ve smirked. Jax had let go of their arm to protect himself, but Zooble didn’t let up.

“Whahahat ahahare yohohou dohohoing, lehehehgo ohof mehehe!”

“Nah. You’ve messed with me for long enough, Bunny boy. You’ve earned this.”

Everyone else was watching in awe, and pomni seemed a little confused. She whispered over to Ragatha, “is this normal?”

The doll looked back to her and whispered in return (with Jax’s laughter still echoing out overtop of their voices) “yeah. We do stuff like this sometimes to pass the time. This is the first time Zooble has ever gotten involved though.”

“Are you gonna keep on taking my arm?!” Zooble angrily asked Jax.

“Prohohonabl-EHEE!” His laughter shot up on octave when Zooble poked his stomach harder.

“Wrong answer, [BEEP]”

Through his cackles, Jax lifted his clover hand and a censor bar appeared overtop of it, but they all knew what he was doing.

Eventually Zooble stopped, and Jax stood up and let out all his leftover laughter. “[BEEP] you, zooble.. heh.”

Yeah, Zooble knew he would probably take his arm again, but at least she had a method to get him to let go, and hopefully, eventually, learn a lesson.

#parrotwrites #tadc tickles #sfw tickle community #lee!jax #ler!zooble #parrotanswers #MOOT TIME!

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renabe4life · 3 months

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differing expectations

#fair game #clover ebi #qrow branwen #rwby fair game #qrow x clover #rwby #renabe #meme redraw #alskdfhdf been wanting to do a redraw of this for too long #easily reversible #but well #with my tendency to make Qrow the biter >w>#dohoho a meme within a meme #we need to go deeper etc #alksdhf outta the tags me

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whatacartouchebag · 10 months

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Fingers unthreaded languidly from behind a dark head of hair and he made to sit upright when something lashed firmly about his ankle. Cold and tight, it wrenched the startled gasp from him and he jerked his leg hastily up, scrambling further back onto the dock and spraying water about him in a flail as he landed hard on his elbows.

For half a heartbeat lodged in his throat, he feared some furious octopus had found him.

Upon hearing a short burst of familiar laughter from the water, he knew it was worse.

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Dohoho time for a sneaky lil birthday treat for my favourite lil bean ♥

A fun lil piece to write, based on @renabe4life amazing Mer!Clover AU. Enjoyed the hell out of writing these two disasters interacting with one another, and doubly glad my brainmeats let me finish it on time, too.

But wehh, happy birthday you wonderful muffin you! Just thought you should know, heh ♥

#Fair Game #Cart writes #Cart actually writes #Clover Ebi #Qrow Branwen #mer!Clover #dohoho i was a sneaky lil bean with that last wip >w>

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ticklygiggles · 7 months

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Miya&Mia's Tickletober Day 3 - Villain

Solomon x Reader

A/N: I still think this drabble came out a bit too silly, but I hope you enjoy it everyone!

"Nothing will stop me from having my revenge. Not those demon brothers. Not the angels. Not even the Demon Prince will save you from what I will do to you."

"Chihihill out! I juhuhust tihihickled y-you! Ah! NAHAHA!"

Solomon chuckled to himself, his hands burying under your arms to tickle you mercilessly. "You will get exactly what you deserve for doing so. How dare you touch this sacred body to make me become a laughing mess? Hmm?"

You shook your head, his silly words were making you blush as your head tipped back, loud, hysterical laughter bubbling out. "SOHOHOLOMOHON, PLEHEHEASE!"

"Cry for mercy all you want," he said, grinning mischievously at you. "No one will ever save you!"

You shrieked with laughter. It looked like his villainous act was far from over, you wondered if you would ever survive this tickling or you would end up dying of laughter, but to your surprise, Solomon stopped suddenly, pulling out his hands from under your arms to grab your wrists and pull your arms up above your head.

"NAHAHA! P-Plehehease, nohoho! S-Sohohol! I'm sohohorry!" You giggled nervously, pulling at your trapped arms as he easily gathered your wrists in one of his hands.

Solomon smirked at you. "Ah, now you ask for forgiveness, but weren't you so happy while you were tickling me?"

You laughed. Well, you really did get him good. His face was still pink from laughing so much, his clothes were messy and his hair was pointing in all directions possible, but you did it for a good cause! He had been obsessed about making dinner for you both. You appreciated the gesture, you really did, but… would it be worthy to die like that?

You loved Solomon tenderly. With no doubts, he was the love of your life, but his cooking skills, or more like the lack of them… were simply too much for you. So you were in desperate need to stop him from entering the kitchen.

At that moment, you were facing your consequences. He was acting like the villain of a movie and though it was cringy, you could see he was having fun and his bright smile was something worthy to die for.

"You've got no place to go now," he said, pushing your arms higher. "And you can't stop me either, so brace yourself, beautiful."

You shook your head, your eyes wide as you grinned nervously. "S-Sohohol! P-Please! I'm s-sorry! I wanted to see your s-smihile!"

"And now I want to see yours," he said and with that, his free hand descended back to your exposed armpit, making you shriek before breaking into loud, howling laughter.

He jumped from one underarm to the other, making you jump and shriek as you laughed and laughed and laughed, but Solomon didn't just tickle your underarms, he also tickled your ribs and your neck and then moved down to your tummy and your hips and even your upper thighs.

"PLEHEHEASE!" You cackled, squirming as best as you could. "Sohohohol, plehehease!"

Solomon hummed, "I think… I could show a bit of mercy if a certain someone gives me a kiss?"

"I'LL DOHOHO IHIHIT!"

Solomon laughed, "oh, how lucky! I was thinking that that someone could be you, actually!"

He stopped and you collapsed against the floor. He let go of your wrists not before kissing them tenderly. He then proceeded to kiss your forehead and the tip of your nose before he stopped millimeters away from your lips, still stretched into a little smile.

"Evil always wins."

You giggled, wrapping your arms around his neck. "You're a silly sorcerer. Kiss me now before you change your mind."

Solomon giggled and finally leaned down to kiss you. Even though you were tickled to tears, you survived another day without dying of food intoxication!

#miya&mia's tickletober #tickletober 2023 #tickletober #obey me!#obey me #solomon #reader #solomon x reader #ticklish!Reader #tickle fic #mia's things

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featherstreams · 4 months

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Cheer Up and Tell

A/N: Thank you again to @queenofcreatures14 for the request! (So sorry for the tag)I had a lot of fun with this one and ended up making it a lot softer than I intended! I hope you enjoy either way!! (Repost edit: No changes have been made to this, it’s purely a repost!)

Lee: Todoroki

Ler: Midoriya

Word Count: 1,348

Warnings: None! (Slight angst at the end? Very brief)

Summary: See ask above^💚

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"Are you okay, Shoto?"

"I'm fine, Midoriya." Todoroki said without looking up from his phone.

“Really? You seem like something is bothering you," Midoriya replied, scratching the back of his head. It was a semi-normal Tuesday night, and they were both seated together in Todoroki's dorm room. The owner of the room was seated on his bed, back against the wall and playing on his phone while Midoriya was seated on the floor, leaning against the bedframe and fiddling with one of his school notebooks. It'd been a long day of school and training, and Midoriya's boyfriend had spent that entire day brooding and grouchy. Yesterday had been much the same. Actually, Todoroki had been acting this way since returning to the dorms Sunday night from spending the weekend "out." He'd refused to say where he'd gone, but Midoriya suspected it'd probably been to his house, based on the moodiness Todoroki was displaying.

"How many times must I say that I am fine before you hear me for once? God." Todoroki said, voice strained and annoyed. The peppermint hero seemed to backtrack, however, upon noticing the hurt expression on Deku's face. "I'm sorry. It's just... I'm tired, Izuku. It was a long weekend."

Midoriya hummed at that, turning onto his knees to face Todoroki, resting his arms on the edge of the bed. "You can talk to me, Shoto. It might help you feel better about whatever is bothering you."

"It's alright. I just want to relax," Todoroki replied, but the hesitation before he got the words out told Midoriya enough. He wanted to share; but it was still hard sometimes for Todoroki to open up after so many years of bottling things up. Sometimes he just needed a bit of... encouragement. And Midoriya knew just the thing.

The greenette crawled up onto the bed and to his boyfriend. "Come cuddle with me." He said beckoningly, taking Todoroki's hand and pulling him away from the wall. After a moment, his boyfriend obeyed, setting his phone down on the bed and crawling towards him. The moment he was a safe distance from the wall, Midoriya yanked Todoroki's wrist and flipped him down, pinning him gracefully down against the bed, belly-up. Todoroki blinked up at him, surprised.

"Izuku? What was that for?" His brows furrowed when Deku said nothing, sliding onto Todoroki's waist. "Come on, Izuku, I'm not in the mood for this. Get off m- Eep!" The tired demand was cut off with the most adorable squeak as Midoriya pinched his sides.

"Did you just say 'meep'?" Midoriya teased with a giggle, his hands now teasing under Todoroki's shirt to trace his sides. The peppermint hero's own hands slammed down, gripping Izuku's wrists. Todoroki threw his head back, laughter spilling out of him almost immediately as Izuku's hands spidered up and down his sides and ribs beneath his shirt. The half and half hero's' hands did nothing to stop the greenette.

"Izuku- No," Shoto said, trying to look serious, but failing thanks to the smile plastered to his face.

"Izuku, yes," Midoriya replied cheerfully before his hands came to life.

Todoroki threw his head back, laughter spilling out of him almost immediately as Izuku's hands spidered up and down his sides and ribs beneath his shirt. The half and half hero's' hands did nothing to stop the greenette."Ihihizukuhuhu!! N-Nahahahaha!! Whahahat are you d-doHOHOing?!!" Todoroki giggled out, shaking his head as his cheeks warmed with color.

"What does it look like I'm doing, peppermint?" Izuku teased back, smiling down at the half and half hero. "You've been moody since Sunday, and I want to know why."

"Ihihihihi told you, I'm fihihihiHIHIne!!!"

"No, you're not, and I'm tired of you lying that you are. I won't stop tickling you until you tell me what's wrong."

Todoroki's laughter pitched at that, aided by Midoriya's fingers, which were slowly crawling up his ribs. He squirmed in Midoriya's ever-so-ticklish grasp but remained steadfastly where he was.

"Come on, gigglebox," Midoriya coaxed, smiling at the blush that brought to his boyfriend's cheeks.

"DohoHOhont call mehehehe thaha-AHAHAHA WAIT WAIT NOHOHO! IZUKUHUHU!" Todoroki cried when Midoriya's hands pinched their way up between Todoroki's arms, massaging into his armpits. Todoroki's head was thrown back, his laughter reaching new, adorable, heights as he was lost to hysterics.

"No?" Midoriya repeated with a playful smile. "What do you mean no, gigglebox? If you didn't like this, we both know you could freeze me and get me off you."

"SHUHUHUHUT UHUHUP!!" Todoroki managed to get out between giggly laughter, because they both knew Izuku was right, and Todoroki was obviously embarrassed at having been called out.

"That's not very nice, Sho," Midoriya scolded. "I'm being so good to you, cheering you up, and you're being mean in reply?" His fingers stilled their tickly dance at this, and Todoroki caught his breath, eyes on his boyfriend, cheeks pink.

"You're not being good to me, you're tickling me," Todoroki panted.

"Is there a difference?" He asked sweetly, causing Todoroki's face to erupt in a lovely shade of soft red.

Midoriya scooted down his boyfriend's waist to his thighs, quickly switching around to face his lower legs.

"Izuku- Wait, wait, wa-ahahait!" Todoroki protested before his boyfriend's devious hands had him giggling beneath him as they traced Todoroki's feet.

"Tell me what's wrong, Shoto," Midoriya said, looking behind him to his lover's face. When he received no response, he dug in, fingernails dancing across the skin of Todoroki's feet. Shoto erupted into loud laughter, jerking beneath him as he threw his head back. He was normally quite a quiet person, and that transferred to tickling, leaving the Todoroki in giggles and sometimes even squeaks. But when you got him in these two lovely sensitive spots - underarms and feet - it always had him squealing, sometimes enough to gain noise complaints from their surrounding classmates in their own dorm rooms.

"PLEHEHEASE!!" Shoto cried, jerking up into a sitting position in a vain attempt to stop his boyfriend's mischief. He threw his arms over Midoriya's shoulders, but failed to reach his feet or the greenette's arms to end the tickles. He collapsed into the boy's back instead, hands clenching the fabric of Midoriya's shirt as he trembled with mirth.

"OKAHAHAY OKAY OKAHEHEHE!!" He shrieked at last, pulling at Deku's shirt. "I'LL TELL, IHIHI'LL TELL, NO MOHOHOHORE I-IZUHUHUKUHUHU!!"

Midoriya stopped, laying his hands flat against Todoroki's feet as he glanced over his shoulder. "You okay, love?" He asked, worried he'd possibly gone a little overboard.

"Yehehes, Yes. I-I'm okahay," Shoto replied, still wracked with leftover giggles. Midoriya began smoothing his hands over Todoroki's feet, hoping to sooth away the leftover tingles from the tickly treatment. This helped, and after another few moments, Shoto calmed down, silence overtaking the bedroom.

"I'm sorry," Shoto said at last, finally calmed. "I know I've been a bit of a pain. I just... I had a hard weekend with my father. He was giving me a lot of trouble over my training and... Over how much time I was spending with you." His arms snaked around Midoriya's waist, and Izuku abandoned his massage to lay his own over his boyfriend's, staring down at his lap sadly.

"I'm sorry, Shoto," He said honestly. "We both know Endeavor just likes to cause problems. Don't let him get you down, alright? And don't hide it, either. You should have come to me sooner. You can always talk to me about these things."

"I know." Todoroki's chin lifted to rest on Midoriya's shoulder, his eyes slipping closed, relaxed and safe with the other, and sleepy from his tickly exercise. "I apologize. I promise that I'll talk to you next time instead of shutting you out."

"You'd better," Midoriya said with a huff, smiling. "Now you know what happens when you don't."

"Hm... While that may be true..." The arms around his waist tightened, hands curling in. "In the future, you'll also know what happens after your little persuasions."

Midoriya gulped, his hands scrambling to grip Todoroki's wrists. "Sh-Shoto, Shoto, come on- I was just..! W-Wait, wahahait, wahAHAIT-! NOHOHO TICKLES!! SHOHOHOTO!!"

#my scribbles💚#ler!midoriya #ler!deku #lee!todoroki #bnha tickles #mha tickles #mha tickle #bnha tickle #ticklish!todoroki #tword community #t word community #sfw tickling community #tickle fic #tickle content #tickle fluff #sfw tickle community #tickle tickle #my posts📫

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ashaleeleedagurl · 5 months

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Come on Fizzy!

Fandom: Helluva Boss

Summary: Fizzarolli has been feeling really down and doesn't want to talk to Asmodeus and Ozzie thinks Fizz is keeping him out.

Ler: Ozzie

Lee: Fizzo

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"Fizzy! Please!" Asmodeus pleaded, "Just tell me what you've been upset about!"

Fizzarolli crossed his arms and turned away from Ozzie, silently crying. He's also been learning a new language to mumble under his breath, "Nee... Ik wil niet echt..." (Translated from Dutch, "No... I don't I don't really want to..." )

Ozzie sighed and picked up Fizzarolli, sternly, but softly speaking to him, "Last chance Fizz, tell me or I'll unleash my secret weapon" as he smirked at his boyfriend.

"Yeah right!" Fizzarolli said, sticking out his tongue.

Asmodeus then swirled Fizz's tail between his fingers as the helpless imp squirmed and laughed, unable to talk in any way.

"Tickle, tickle, tickle, my honeybun!" Asmodeus teased as his boyfriend was soaking in tears.

Ozzie just smirked as he continued swirling Fizzarolli's tail as he started softly nibbling his sides, making the jester's face flush bright red.

"OHOHOHOKAHAHAY, OHOHKAHAHY, IHIHI'LL TEHEHELL YOHOHOU!!!" Fizz practically screamed.

Asmo let him down after a couple more seconds of tickling and gently kissed Fizz's forehead, "Now, tell me why you've been upset, Froggie. You haven't talked to me for 4 days straight.. what's going on..?" He asked with concern.

Fizzarolli's smile started to drop as he looked down with a sad expression on his face, softly mumbling so Ozzie couldn't hear, "I don't feel like I'm good enough.... For anyone... Not even you and you're my boyfriend.."

Ozzie could still hear it and gently caressed his boyfriend's cheek.

"It's ok Fizz... You are good enough to make anyone happy.. even the most stubborn cacti..." Asmodeus said, reassuringly. "Now come here, my little imp.."

Fizzarolli ran into his arms and started crying happily, now realizing he isn't not good enough for anything. He finally realized what it felt like to cry like this and he was kind of embarrassed, but Asmodeus said otherwise.

"It's ok Fizzy... Just cry it out..." He said comfortingly.

Once he knew Fizzarolli was slightly better, he started swirling Fizzarolli's tail once again, being a lot more gentle for his boyfriend, who was still recovering after that emotional moment.

"Is this ok Fizzy?" He asked worryingly.

Fizzarolli nodded, even though he could barely talk, "Yehahahah... Thihihis ihihis ohohokay.." Fizz's croaky, little voice said.

Asmo did stop after a few seconds and took his tired imp to bed.

"Sleep well, Froggie..." He said as he kissed Fizz's forehead "I love you"

Fizz smiled and snuggled against his boyfriend "Love you too Ozzie.."

Asmodeus dramatically gasped, which made Fizzarolli giggle, "What?"

Ozzie picked Fizz back up and started twirling Fizzarolli's tail again.

"OHOHOZHZIHIE, WHAHAHAT DID I DOHOHO!?!?!" Fizzarolli laughed.

"You didn't say the 'I' in 'I love you', my little imp, now suffer my tickle fingers!" Ozzie said like he's going to eat Fizz's soul. "NOHOHOHO! PLEHEHEHASE STOHOHOP IHIHIT!! IHIHIHI'M SOHOHORRY!!!" Fizzarolli screamed.

Asmodeus stopped and kissed his boyfriend's cheek near his lips. Fizzarolli then said "I lohohve yohohou Ohohozhzhzie.." with a wobbly smile on his face.

"I love you too my little imp!" Ozzie gently said as he laid Fizzarolli on the bed and laid next to him.

Fizz yawned and climbed on Asmo's chest, falling asleep while curling like a puppy.

Asmodeus sighed and took Fizzarolli's hat off, placing it on the nightstand. "Sleep well Froggie, I love you"

My first Helluva Boss fic :3

#helluva boss tickles #ler!ozzie #lee!fizzarolli #first helluva fic/tickle fic :3 #I tried to make it cute 🥺#longest fic (I believe) :0 #dramatic much Ozzie?

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