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Well apparently I’m in a lee mood now 😮‍💨

Kinda in the mood to tickle the *unusual* spots…

The ears

The palms

The wrists

The shoulder blades

The backs of the knees

The calves

The tops of the feet

The best kinds 😏

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Reblog if you’re very, very ticklish

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got to cuddle with a friend last month and ✨✨✨ warm, sleepy cuddles are the fuggin best.

bonus points for accidental tickly moments 🧑🏻‍🍳🤌🏻 (did you know it’s hard to hold still when someone’s finger slips into your bellybutton?)

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okay but like random tickly actions without the express intent to tickle are so underrated????

maybe it’s just me and my ridiculously sensitive nerve-endings but I have a friend who will occasionally give me little pats or rub on spots that I wouldn’t normally consider to be very tickly but it makes my nerves sing without making me giggle. genuinely have no idea if they always mean it that way, but 🙈🙈🙈

that is all.

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YIPPEE STRAIGHT UP USAGE OF THE WORD LOVE FOR THE LOVE TRIO YAYY!! 💚💙🩷

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How was this EXACTLY what I needed after my rough week?!?! 😩😭 Smiling stupidly in the corner reading this on my break.

I love it. I love it alllllll!!! Omg Deku seeing Todoroki and just immediately clocking the ✨ler mood ✨ KILLED ME 🙈🙈 the whole thing is so creative and I didn’t know I needed more fics involving texting (furiously takes notes 📝)

Two Can Play (My Hero Academia)

Primary Universe

Summary: Kirishima dares Todoroki to tease him over text and gets more than he bargained for.

A/N: Basically I thought to myself, "Todoroki loves tickling people but is shy about it, so how would he handle teasing texts?" and then this fic came to be. Short and sweet, and another addition to my Primary Universe for MHA (which was really overdue). Hope you enjoy!

Word Count: 1316

Disclaimer: Mostly just a teasy fic, not a lot of actual tickles

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I want you to tickle me so bad.

The text made Todoroki stop in place, stunned, and Tokoyami crashed into him from behind before catching them both with Dark Shadow’s assistance.

“Todoroki?” he asked. “Are you all right?”

“What? Y-Yeah, sorry.” The half-and-half hero shook himself and started walking again, eyes darting down to the text on his screen.

I want you to tickle me so bad.

Fighting off a blush, he glanced over at its sender – a bold few feet away from him – and saw Kirishima smirk back at him knowingly.

You can’t just text things like that out of nowhere! He fired back.

Sure I can! It was worth it to see you react like that lol

What if someone read these texts?!

Aren’t you the one who’s supposed to make me get all flustered with teasing instead of the other way around?

By now they were outside, heading to class as a group. Todoroki found an excuse to sidle up to the redhead and hissed, “What am I supposed to do?”

In response, Kirishima simply put a finger to his lips, held up his phone, and hurried ahead to catch up with Denki and the others.

Todoroki gripped his phone, mind racing. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to play this game – he definitely did; the mere idea sent a thrill coursing through him – he just didn’t know how.

Well…there had to be a first time for everything, right?

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How bad?

Todoroki sent off the text before he could think too hard about it. He’d been thinking about it all day as it was. Now that he was back in his dorm room for the night, his mind sharpened to the task at hand. He waited less than a minute for a response.

SO bad.

Yeah?

Yeah!

Todoroki hesitated. I’m not very good at this kind of thing.

Don’t you want to tickle me, too? Kirishima texted him.

The words sent the peppermint hero into a brief panic. He frantically typed back, Of course I do! It’s not that.

Well then, why don’t you tell me how much YOU want to tickle ME?

Todoroki relaxed a little, darting his eye to the ceiling as he considered. He thought about how excited Kiri always was to be tickled, how his face lit up in a huge grin whenever he barely ghosted his fingers along his ribs. He smirked.

The next time I get my hands on you, I’m making you pay for this.

Yeah? For what?

For making me freak out in the middle of everyone like that.

Our texts are private. No one knew.

I knew. That’s the point. Torodoki chuckled, then sent off another one before he fully considered it. I’m coming to you right now.

Kirishima’s response was nearly immediate. Wait what?

That’s right. I’m coming to tickle you right now. You want it bad, don’t you?

Eager, are we?

You’re the one who’s eager. Who texted me this morning practically begging me to pounce on him?

I was not begging!

No? Then why did you text me?

…

Grinning fully now, Todoroki got to his feet, stretched, made Kiri wait a minute before replying.

You’ll pay for this. I’m going right for your worst spot. No mercy, Kirishima.

Hey now, I didn’t do anything mean to you.

Your ribs will be singing by the time I’m done with you.

Kirishima’s response bubble popped up a few times before anything finally came through. Promise?

Todoroki laughed, then finally moved to his door to follow through on his word.

You’ll laugh so hard they’ll hear you on the other floors.

This time all he got was a blushing emoji. Feeling his heart race as he meandered down the hall, forcing himself to walk and not run, Todoroki grinned. That’s right. You’ll be screaming for me to stop, but we both know I won’t. Not until you’re yelling our safe word. And that takes a while, doesn’t it?

Sure does…

How long do you think you can last? Can you beat your record or am I gonna break you faster than that?

Never!

You say that every time.

“Hey, Todoroki,” Deku greeted him as they passed each other on the elevator, one getting on and one getting off. The greenette's eyes widened and he stepped aside with a wobbly smile. “Oh…you’re in a mood.”

“A good one,” Todoroki assured him.

“I know.” Deku smirked. “Get whoever it is real good, okay?”

“Oh, you’ll be hearing him through the floor.”

The doors closed, the elevator moved, and his phone chimed.

Listen, two can play at this game! You think you’re so tough – all I’d have to do is fight back and you’d be toast!

But you won’t, will you, Kiri?

Says who?

Says me. The elevator opened. Todoroki stepped off. Kirishima’s door was right there; he had to have heard the machine moving, bringing him closer to his tickly demise. Hear that? I’m right outside.

I’m not the only one who lives on this floor. You could be here for anyone. It might not even be you!

With a final smirk at his phone, Todoroki pocketed it and stepped up to the redhead’s door. He knocked only once.

“Shit!” cursed Kirishima from inside.

“Delivery~” Todoroki sang teasingly, unable to help how giddy he was beginning to feel now. Teasing texts had never been his forte, but when it came to this subject matter, he found it all came rather naturally to him. And now that his prey was just on the other side of the door…

“How are you so good at this already?!” the redhead whined from the opposite side. “I thought it would take you at least a week to be able to get me worked up over text!”

Todoroki merely knocked again. “Open the door, Kiri.”

There was a long silence. Todoroki was patient; he knew that when Kirishima really wanted tickles, there was nothing that would truly stop him from accepting them when offered.

Finally, the door clicked open. Todoroki plowed inside, making the redhead shriek and scramble back to his bed, uselessly trying to hide behind a pillow.

“Wait, wait!”

Todoroki closed the door behind him.

“Wahahait, don’t look at me like that!” Kirishima pleaded, already giggling.

“Like what?”

He didn’t know how he looked, and he didn’t entirely care. As long as his friend was grinning that big already, he knew he at least couldn’t look scary. Probably overly giddy was more like it. Eager to get started. His fingers twitched as he moved closer.

Kirishima whined even as he flopped back onto his mattress, lifting his pillow to hide behind it. “You look like you’re gonna tickle me to death!”

Todoroki hopped on top of him, enjoying the anticipatory squeal that flew from the redhead’s lips, muffled though it was. “I am. I promised, didn’t I? And you want it so badly.”

“Shut up!”

With a lurch in his chest that had grown all too familiar to him, Todoroki grabbed Kiri’s pillow and flung it aside, revealing his friend’s blushing, elated face before he took his wrists and pushed them above his head, creating ice shackles out of them to keep him in place as he settled in further.

“C-Cold,” Kiri shivered, but he wasn’t complaining. He was already giggling helplessly, and Todoroki hadn’t even started yet.

The half-and-half hero grinned down at him. “I want to tickle you so bad.”

Kirishima’s eyes widened, but he managed to shoot back, “How bad?”

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Downstairs, Deku was not at all surprised to suddenly hear the shrieking laughter of one of his friends from the floor above him. He chuckled and curled up on the couch more, eyes on the TV screen as he watched it with subtitles but no sound, content to listen to the usual noises of his dorm instead.

Just another night in Class 1-A.

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Thank you to everyone who got me to 250 likes! 🙈

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whoops it’s been a minute hello

working on some fics rn but inspo is low cause life is stressful ✌🏻

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Aw shit. Two things I LOVE. InuKag and hands. Hell yeah!! ✨✨✨

My entry for @inuvember day 19, Inuyasha and Kagome.

Focus on: hands.

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my back is an absolute fluff spot of mine 🙈😮‍💨

bonus:

progression of my friends’ faces the first time they tried to give me a massage/scritches and realized it was only gonna make me giggle: 😮😳🤨😈

Why I Love... #1 Ticklish Backs

Underated tickle spot, which means lots of people don't even know how sensitive it is

Doing a quick flick up someone's spine and watching them jump 20 feet in the air

Spidering your fingers on a good spot and watching them arch their back 😤

Pretty hard to protect, especially if you're not that flexible, means more tickling though hehe

Don't care who you are, all backs are extremely sensitive to pokes

Watching the back muscles twitch as you softly trace it

Actually really relaxing when it's gentle enough, perfect for cuddling

Tickle hugs... "accidentally" tickling someone's back while hugging and having to hold them up cause they're squirming like crazy

That super secret easter egg spot under the shoulder blades that we don't talk about because if touched it will send us all to the 4th dimension.

Ticklish backs man. My rating 100/10

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Oh gods NO because why did I snort and then begin laughing UNCONTROLLABLY when I saw this?!

shit I think I need to go to bed

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Ahhh my girl looks so cute here!!! 😍🥰😍🥰😍🥰😍

Inktober is over and...uh...yeah its huevember now apparently ^^ Sooo welp lets start over again with red! I chose Anzu Hoshino because this anime was underrated af!

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You Can’t Fool Me

In which Iruma gets injured for the first time in the demon realm.

This fic contains ✨tickling✨ so if that might bother you, then I suggest you keep scrolling!

A/N: I’m really happy with how this turned out!! I wanted to write some good old angst/comfort. I also felt like challenging myself to write what would happen if Azz was angry/frustrated with Iruma. I feel like it's a side of him we haven’t seen yet. Also, Iruma is generally a cheerful guy, but I feel like the inside of his brain must be a mess sometimes. He had a really hard life and still probably struggles with believing he deserves love (show him otherwise, everyone!). I feel like he would be quite reluctant to ask for/accept help since he’s so used to taking care of himself.

Also, LOL. This started because I wanted to write a princess carry scene. It wasn’t even meant to have any tickling. Then it became this. I’m not upset at all, just amused.

CW: Some cursing

Well, shit. Now he’d really done it. Iruma looked down at his ankle, already beginning to swell slightly, and sighed. It’d been a minute since he’d felt so human here. He stopped to think for a moment; he knew enough about the demon realm by now to know that weakness wasn’t something to go flaunting around. But then, he was used to taking care of himself from his time back on earth. There was no need to bother anyone; getting home by himself would be no issue. That left what to do after... Should he ask Opera or his Grandpa for help once he got back? It was only a sprained ankle, so he didn’t want to overthink things. After all, how many injuries had he patched up over the years back in the human world? He took another deep breath as he realized there was no point in making a deal out of such a minor injury. First he’d get home, then find some wraps, and take care of it. He’d be careful on his way to and from school and this would be over within a few days. Problem solved. Thank devils Clara and Azz hadn’t been here to witness his blunder... He had a feeling they might have overreacted some. Feeling satisfied that he’d worked through everything, he picked himself back up and began hobbling home.

• • •

Everything was fine. Everything was just fine. All he had to do was focus on the next step. Then another. That’s all there was to it. Or at least, that’s what Iruma was telling himself so he didn’t lose the will to walk and just sit down. For the past few days, he’d tried icing it, elevating it, and wrapping it. The whole nine yards. It had helped a little, but devils did the thing hurt. It hurt so bad. It didn’t seem to get any better either, only worse. It looked more swollen than before and he couldn’t put most of his weight on it. But he was stubborn and a little scared. He’d gotten through worse and now wasn’t the time to fold. Not to mention that the idea of missing school and not seeing his friends sounded so much worse.

He was currently walking to his next class with Azz. His attention was torn between staying focused on their conservation and focusing on his footing. It was just his luck that a rock would appear the moment he took to look up at Azz’s face. Before he knew it, he had stumbled and found himself falling forward.

Damn, was I always this clumsy?

He braced himself for pain, hoping it wouldn’t make his injury worse than it already was. This is fine. I’m fine. Everything is fine.

“Iruma-sama!”

He didn’t hit the ground. He blinked, trying to process what had happened. He felt Azz’s arm was wrapped protectively around him, steadying him.

“T-thanks Azz-kun! Whoops, haha, silly me. Have to watch where I step...”

“Iruma-sama, are you alright? Are you tired? I could carry some things for you?”

Iruma took one look at Asmodeus’ worried face and gulped. I don’t want to make anyone worry about me. It’s fine. I’m fine.

“Nothing to worry about! Especially thanks to your reflexes,” he added.

“You may be able to fool others, but you cannot fool me, Iruma-sama.” Azz said seriously. “What is going on?” He still hadn’t let go.

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about Azz-kun! Come on, let’s get going to class”, he said with what he hoped was a convincing smile.

He gently shrugged out of the demon’s grasp and took a tentative step forward. Then another and another. Asmodeus followed after a moment. As Iruma gained confidence, he began to walk faster, determined to prove to Azz that he was fine. Unfortunately, pure determination was not going to heal his ankle that fast. Within a minute, he managed to tweak his sprained ankle again.

“Guh!” he said, crumpling to the ground.

Iruma closed his eyes. This was so embarrassing... He didn’t want to see Azz’s reaction. While deep down he knew it would be fine, he was still scared. What if Azz laughed at him? Or called him weak?? His heart twisted painfully at the idea. Plus he’d just told the demon he was fine. I am fine. I’m...fine. He repeated the mantra to himself, as if that would make it come true. Iruma was so caught up in his ruminations, that he didn’t hear Azz approach. He only noticed when he felt a soft hand above his ankle; the injured one. He frantically tried to pull away, but Azz’s grip was as firm as it was gentle. He heard an audible gasp, which he knew there could only be one cause for. Shit. Even though he had it bandaged, Azz would still be able to see that it was purple and definitely swollen. Iruma reluctantly looked up into Azz’s worried eyes and immediately felt so, so guilty.

“Iruma-sama, why didn’t you tell me??”

He was having trouble looking into those eyes.

“I-it's not that big of a deal... just a sprained ankle...”

“What do you mean, not a big deal?? A paper-cut is not a big deal, Iruma-sama. A stubbed toe is not a big deal. Hells, a scratch wouldn’t be that big of a deal. A sprained ankle is. a. big. deal. This is a big deal! Look at how swollen it is!! And purple! When did you even injure it? Has it gotten better at all?!” Asmodeus’ voice steadily raised in volume.

“Just a couple days ago... I’ve been elevating and icing it after school. I didn’t want to miss class.. I wanted to see everyone... I didn’t want to appear weak...” his voice got quieter and quieter.

“I see you have neglected to answer the more important question. Has. it. gotten. better. or. worse.”

Iruma was silent.

“For devil’s sake, you shouldn’t even be walking on this; it will take even longer to heal!! What in the hells has gotten into you?”

Iruma screwed his eyes shut and tried his best to curl up into a ball. Not only had he failed to keep his injury hidden, but now Asmodeus was angry with him. He couldn’t even remember the last time that had happened..

He heard a sigh and suddenly Asmodeus spoke,

“Look, I do not want to be angry at you. I am.. not angry. But, I am frustrated, and a little hurt. Iruma-sama, how would you feel if you were in my place?”

Iruma’s heart throbbed painfully.

“I would.. be worried about you, of course.”

“Then please, you have to take better care of yourself. Do not treat yourself any differently than you would if I or Valec got injured. And it would not kill you to let us help you either.”

“But I can take care of myself just fine, Azz-kun!” he pleaded. “Look, it’s wrapped and I’ve been trying my best. I’ve gotten through much worse!”

Azz’s eyes widened at this. The frustration seemed to melt out of him, replaced with intense concern.

“What do you mean...?”

Iruma looked away as he said,

“I’m not used to receiving help from anyone! I don’t want to be a burden!”

“But, your grandfather..? And Opera-san..? Are you saying they don’t....? That they wouldn’t help..?”

“N-no! Of course not!” Iruma hurriedly said. “I... haven’t always lived with them, though.”

Asmodeus waited to see if Iruma would elaborate, but after several moments in silence decided that today was not the day he would hear about it. He pulled Iruma into a hug, careful not to disturb the injured ankle.

“Fine. I will not pry further today. Just.. understand that we care about you. We are here to help you.” He murmured into Iruma’s hair.

Asmodeus noticed the way Iruma’s shoulders relaxed at this, and it made him feel a bit more like he’d gotten through to his friend.

“All right, we need to get you to the school nurse.”

The shoulder tension was back immediately.

“Are you sure...? I thought it would make me seem weak?”

“Hells no, there’s a difference between sustaining an injury and just being weak. I do not know how you could even question something so obviously wrong. You? Weak? With your rank? It is absolutely absurd to even consider it. Now, let’s get going.”

Asmodeus gathered their things. Iruma moved to try to stand.

“What in the hells do you think you are you doing?”

Iruma tried to recall if he had ever heard Azz curse this much before.

“Um, trying to stand up?”

“On that ankle? I should think not,” Asmodeus scoffed. He returned with their bags on his back. With a quick motion, he swept his arms underneath Iruma’s knees and around his shoulders.

“Wah!?” Iruma spluttered. “A-Azz-kun?? W-what are you doing??”

“What does it look like, Iruma-sama? I am carrying you to the nurse’s office of course.”

“I-I must be heavy though! A-and you have the bags too?”

Asmodeus’ eyes flashed dangerously.

“Are you trying to imply that I am too weak?”

“N-no that isn't what I meant! I just don’t want to trouble you!”

“Trouble me? Please.”

“But… Azz-kun…,” Iruma stammered.

“Would you please stop squirming and just let me take care of you?!” Asmodeus huffed.

The magic word did its thing. Iruma was still very much embarrassed, and still wanted to protest but well... Asmodeus had said please. He never could say no to that.

“I-I suppose..”

“A simple thank you would suffice at a time like this, Iruma-sama. It is my greatest honor to support you in any way I can. Never doubt that.”

Iruma turned a few shades darker red and mumbled “thank you..”, but found himself still quietly fidgeting. It didn’t compare to the actual fight he’d been putting up a minute ago, but it was clearly irking Asmodeus. After a few more steps the demon said,

“If you want to squirm so badly Iruma-sama, shall I give you a reason to?”

Iruma looked up at Asmodeus’ deceivingly bright smile and shivered. His whole face screamed,

Danger!! Do not engage!!

But before Iruma could say anything at all, Azz slipped his fingers into Iruma’s armpit and began lightly scribbling. Seeing how Azz was also carrying him, and had a pretty tight grip, Iruma was totally stuck.

“Wahaha! W-wahahait Ahahahazz-kun! P-please! Hehe!”

“You’re lucky that I need to get you to the nurse’s office, or I think I would tickle you silly so you would never consider doing this again. My goodness, what am I going to do with you, Iruma-sama?”

“Pffft! I-I’m ehehe!! I’m sohohorry! I won’t do it ahahagain, p-promise!!”

Asmodeus seemed to consider this for a moment, then flashed his fangs in another blinding smile.

“Actually, no. I have decided. I will tickle you silly after your ankle has properly healed. Please prepare yourself, Iruma-sama.”

Iruma gulped. He felt flustered and embarrassed, but also a little giddy at the thought.

“For now though, I’ll just distract you with tickles until we get to the nurse’s office. Maybe that’ll stop these ridiculous notions that you’re bothering me from coming out of your mouth.”

“Ahahahazz-kuhuhun! Nohohoho!”

“Oh, Iruma-sama. You got yourself into this mess, you will just have to take it. Tickle tickle, you’ve got nowhere to run.”

“Nahahaha! P-plehehease s-stohop!”

“The tickling or the teasing?” Asmodeus asked with a quirked eyebrow.

“B-bohohoth! Eep! Ihihit tihihickles soho bahahad!”

“Hmmm, no. That doesn’t sound like my problem. Maybe you should have thought about this before you kept your injury from me, tried to walk it off, and implied I was too weak to carry you and our bags”

“B-buhuhut! I-I cahahahan’t mohohohove! EEK! Wahaha, it tickles!! Ihihihit tihihihickles!!”

“Does it now? A fascinating revelation, Iruma-sama.”

Iruma’s laughter went silent for a moment. Azz continued,

“At this rate, you’ll be lucky if I don’t carry you around the rest of today. And the next few days. We shall see what the nurse says. And no matter what, you will be going home in your grandfather’s carriage today.”

Iruma laughed and giggled the whole way to the nurse’s office, all worries of being perceived as weak completely gone. He went home in the carriage, at Asmodeus’ suggestion, and apologized to his Grandfather and Opera-san for keeping the injury from them. He resolved to work on letting his friends and family help him in the future. It was easier said than done, but whenever his resolve wavered, Asmodeus was there to give him a gentle, giggly reminder.

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Tickletober 2024

Maketism Tickletober 2024

Days 10-12 - Tickle Fight

A/N: Just something short today to add onto the end of the previous fic with these two. I’m still feeling pretty inspired with this pairing, so there should be more to come! Maybe if I write enough I’ll make a masterlist?? Anywho hope you enjoy!

First fic with these two here

Previous part here

Both Iruma and Asmodeus lay on Iruma’s bed, completely out of breath. Asmodeus’ normally perfect hair was messy and matted with sweat. He was still giggling occasionally. Iruma had a big grin plastered on his face as he poked Azz here and there, but he also looked exhausted.

“N-no mohore I-Iruma-sahama…mercy, plehease” said Azz. He looked up with with pleading eyes.

Iruma’s heart did a summersault when they locked eyes. He took in Azz’s flushed face, the tears forming in his eyes, the wobbly smile still on his lips. Thump. Had Asmodeus ever looked so cute?

“Well, since you asked so nicely,” he replied. “I’ll just make do with a few more pokes then.”

“Eep! Hehe, Irumahaha!” he whined.

“Alright, alright! I’ll stop hehe,” said Iruma with a blinding smile. “This was so much fun. Thanks, Azz-kun. You’re the best!”

Asmodeus took a few minutes to let out the last of the giggles and catch his breath. His heart rate didn’t fully slow, but that was pretty normal for him around Iruma.

“Who said the fun had to end…?” Asmodeus murmured.

“Hmm? Did you say something, Azz-kuhuhuhuhuhun?! Wahahaha!”

“After all, I never said I would wait to tickle you again, Iruma-sama! You should never ever take pity on a demon.”

Iruma gulped.

“Now, what was it you said? Come on, let out that laugh for me? Don’t be shy?”

Iruma immediately turned red. Oh devils do I regret saying that now.

“Pffft! N-no fair Azz-kun! I’m all worn out now! Ahaha! I thought you were tohoho!”

“I think I have heard something along the lines of ‘All’s fair in love and tickle wars’!” he crowed triumphantly. “And if you’ve truly thinking about tickling me all day, then perhaps a good tickling is just what you need as well! As your best friend, I am more than happy to provide” he flourished with a small bow.

Iruma did his best to fight back, he really did, but it was like Azz had never been tired at all. For every poke he managed to land, Azz landed at least 3 more. He really was attacking full force, albeit more gently than last time, and making good use of the spots he’d found then too.

“Yahaha not my shohoulder blahahades!! Plehehease!!”

“Hmm? Begging for me to get your hips already? Oh, we are desperate, aren’t we Iruma-sama?”

“Nahahaha night whahahaht I meahehent A-Ahazz-kun!”

Though they were both supposed to be new to this whole tickling thing, Azz was making Iruma go weak in the knees. He was having a harder and harder time fighting back.

“Ahhh!! AHAHA! N-nohohoho!!!”

“Oh, I wasn’t able to get your feet last time. This is quite promising” Azz said with a satisfied grin.

“Y-you’re ehihihihivil!! WAHAHA!!

“Evil?? That’s not a very nice thing to say to your best friend, now is it, Iruma-sama?”

“W-WAHAIT IHIHI TAHAHAKE IHIHIT BAHAHACK! TAKE IT BAHAHACK!!!”

“Yes, I am sure you do. But I suppose I’ll have to punish you nonetheless. But don’t worry, I’ll be gentle”

If Azz hadn’t looked evil before, he certainly did now.

“Ehehehe!!!! Gehehehentle ihihis stihihill vehehery tihihihickly!!!! Hahahaha!!”

Eventually, he stopped fighting altogether and allowed himself to get wrecked with a capital W. He trusted Azz to stop when he really needed it. The mansion echoed with his laughter for a long time.

Opera found them much later, both sprawled across Iruma’s bed, giggling lightly. They smiled fondly, and closed the door. The boys could always have a late dinner tonight.

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Tickling someone else: wow yes you are adorable - your face and laugh? *mwah* chefs kiss. keep doing what you’re doing babes - amazing 😌👏🏻

Being tickled: oh gods I am so cringe. what’s with the noises coming out of my mouth??? and my face is probably so ugly WTF why am I like this 😩🤌🏻 I should just go live in a hole

Brain. Please tell me where the logic is?!?!

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Tickletober 2024

Maketism Tickletober 2024

Days 7-9: Teasing

Somehow Iruma manages to simultaneously suffer from the Lee and Ler mood (Switch mood?) at the same time. Shenanigans ensue. Same timeline as this fic. Sort of a continuation ^_^

This fic contains ✨tickling✨ so if that might bother you, then I suggest you keep scrolling!

A/N: I think the constant daydreaming about tickles miiiight have made Iruma a little crazy. Good luck, Azz-kun. 🩷💙

The morning started out like any other had recently: Iruma feeling just a little bit frustrated. Azz-kun was definitely going to pounce on him again one of these days, right? Ever since hanging out the other week, when Azz had discovered Iruma was ticklish, Iruma had been in this weird mood. That had been his first fun experience having a friend tickle him. And he’d totally told Azz that he wouldn’t minded being tickled again. So, it wasn’t weird to keep hoping it’d happen sooner rather than later, right? Or maybe Azz was waiting on Iruma to tickle him? Because after all, he had said that he’d like to get Azz back sometime. So perhaps that was the reason? How did any of this work exactly? Iruma felt frustrated again at his lack of experience with friendships, but then he supposed Azz might be in a similar boat. Anyways, he knew one thing was clear. This mood, whatever it was, was really starting to get to him. The more he thought about wanting to be tickled, the more he realized he wanted to tickle Azz as well. It went round and round, distracting him throughout each day. His most recent development was that he’d started to feel sort of fidgety, and he wondered if Azz wasn’t going to notice sooner or later. Iruma couldn’t decide which he’d prefer… He was brought out of his ruminations by two bright voices.

“Good Morning, Iruma-sama!”

“Morning Iruma-chiiiii!”

“Azz-kun! Clara! Good morning!”　

Iruma decided he was going to set these thoughts aside and have a normal day at school with his best friends. Sounded easy enough. Except, that it proved to be much more difficult than he thought it would be. What was with this mood of his?! It was like tickling was all he could think of! He was starting to wonder if maybe there was something wrong with him. So, he decided it was time that he stopped waiting. He could invite Azz over today, tickle him, and the thoughts would go away, right? If he was lucky, it’d mean Azz would also decide to tickle him back sooner rather than later. Two birds, one scone, and all that jazz. It hadn’t been that long since they last hung out just the two of them. And Iruma decided he didn’t need to be worried about having one of his best friends over too often. Once he had come to that decision, he wasted no time springing into action.

“Um, Azz-kun! Would you like to come over today after school?”

All it took was one look at Azz’s face to realize the answer was yes. He was smiling so wide it looked like it might hurt and his eyes were shining.

“O-of course, Iruma-sama! Just one moment!” and with that, he sped off, likely to let David know that he would be home later than anticipated.

When they got home, Opera served them tea and snacks before ushering them up to Iruma’s room. They had a certain sparkle in their eye that said they were overjoyed that Iruma had brought a friend to hang out after school.

They made it just past the door, with Iruma trying to stay focused while Azz talked about their day, before Iruma finally lost his patience. He gathered his courage and reached out towards Azz, tweaking his sides gently.

“Eep!” said a startled Azz, who turned around and looked down at Iruma.

Before he could start to overthink things, Iruma spoke.

“A-Azz-kun! It’s time I made good on your promise! I-it’s my turn now!”

With that, Iruma continued wiggling his fingers into the aforementioned demon’s sides.

“Pffft - !” Asmodeus started squirming. It seemed like his body wanted nothing more than to wriggle out of reach, but he seemed to be doing his best to stop himself. After a few moments, Iruma became impatient. His fingers began poking and prodding harder than before; he had a determined look and was intently focused.

“Khhh -!” Asmodeus wiggled a little more than before, but still did not break.

“Now, let’s see, what spot could make you really laugh? Hmm..” Iruma pondered aloud.

Asmodeus’ only response was to blush furiously.

He tried Asmodeus’ belly, neck, and back. While the demon scrunched and shimmied away from his fingers, smiling the whole time, there still wasn’t any audible laughter.

“Azz-kun! Tickle tickle tickle!” Iruma said in a sing song voice, fingers never letting up. That seemed to get a rise out of Azz.

“Aha - ! P-plehehease Iruma-sahama! Anything but that!”

“Oh?? Have I finally found a spot?”

Iruma poked and prodded a few different spots, trying to recall where he’d been when Azz had reacted. But nowhere was getting any particularly strong reaction.

“Come on, let out that laugh for me! Don’t be shy.” Iruma prodded, in a very literal and figurative sense.

“Don’t! Yahaha plehehease!”

“Don’t? Don’t what?” Iruma asked.

“Tehease mehe!” Azz replied.

“Oh!! Ohhh.” Iruma said, a grin forming on his face. “Well, if you insist, Azz-kun! Coochie coo!” Iruma sang.

At this, a damn seemed to break within Asmodeus.

“Ihihihirumahaha-sahahahamahaha!”

“Awww, is someone ticklish?” Iruma cooed back in response.

“Yahahaha b-but plehehease! Nahaha stahahahp!!” Azz-kun pleaded.

“But I’ve been thinking about tickling you all day now!” Iruma said cheerfully.

Now Asmodeus’ face was certainly very red. He said that so calmly! He felt like his heart was going to beat out of his chest.

When all Iruma heard in response was giggles and frantic bits of laughter, he continued.

“I must say, you don’t disappoint! I think I understand now why you couldn’t stop tickling me! This is so much fun! And your laugh is so cute!”

“Y-you ahare gohohoing tohoho kihihihill mehehe!!”

“Hmm? Someone can’t take a few teases with their tickles??”

Asmodeus tried to cover his face with his hands.

“Don’t hide your face from me! I want to see that smile!”

Asmodeus’ blush spread from his face down to his neck and ears. A fact Iruma seemed suddenly very aware of, as he recalled what had started their first tickle fest.

“Oh! I wonder how sensitive your ears will be!”

“Eep - ! N-no, I-Irumaha-sahahama! Plehease, nohot thehere!”

Something about Azz’s panicked voice gave Iruma pause. Through all of Asmodeus’ pleadings, he hadn’t actually sounded that desperate yet. He also hadn’t asked Iruma to avoid a particular spot. Iruma decided he didn’t want to risk it.

“Oh, I see..” Iruma said a bit sadly, “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable, Azz-kun. Don’t worry, I’ll go somewhere else.”

Asmodeus looked into Iruma’s eyes and his heart thumped wildly.

“Ah, w-well actually I um…”

“Yes, Azz-kun?”

Asmodeus melted.

“I would not mind so much Iruma-sama. It is just that I feel they will be quite sensitive and I could not help myself. Please forgive me, I did not truly mean it.”

“R-really?!” Iruma looked up with renewed hope. “I’m so glad you told me!” he beamed. “You must really want me to tickle you then,” he added with a wink.

“I-I uh w-well y-you seemed like you were having fun s-so I just… would n-not mind if you continued…” Asmodeus mumbled.

“Awww, that’s so sweet,” Iruma purred in response. “Could you bend down for me, then?”

Asmodeus’ face went impossibly red as Iruma reached up tentatively and fluttered his fingers over Asmodeus’ long, thin ears. He leaned down to give Iruma a better reach, his ears burning the same feverish red. Iruma slowed briefly to make sure Azz was alright, but then realized that if he actually wanted to escape, all he would need to do was stand up straighter. And seeing how he wasn’t made things easy. Whether it was because of his promise to Iruma or that he was enjoying himself, Iruma couldn’t tell. He supposed it didn’t matter at this moment, and refocused on his task. Starting at the base of Asmodeus’ ear, he gently reached back behind to flutter at where it connected to his head.

“Ehemph! I-Iruma-sama, i-it tickles so much already.. hehe!”

“Well, if your ears are anything like mine, then it’ll only get worse, Azz-kun!” Iruma chuckled in response.

As he moved his fingers back around, fluttering them briefly in the inside of his ear, the giggles picked up.

“I-Ihihihirumahaha-sahama! P-please!” he whined.

“Make sure you don’t move, Azz-kun! You’re being so good!”

A strangled moan of frustration, embarrassment, and pleasure wrenched itself from Asmodeus’ lips. He heard Iruma’s words echoing inside his brain: You’re being so good! You’re being so good! You’re being so good! Impossibly, it seemed to make everything tickle even more.

Almost shaking with the effort, Azz managed to hold himself in the same position while Iruma attacked his ears. He was doing fine, until -

“AH! N-NOHOHO PLEHEHEASE!” he cried, almost sounding genuinely distressed.

“Aha! We’ve found it, Azz-kun! The tips of your ears are your worst spot so far! By a long mile,” he said laughing along. “Aren’t you just the cutest! I could get used to this; I don’t get to see you laughing enough!”

That was it. He was done for. With a cry he straightened and ran for safety. He dove onto Iruma’s enormous bed, attempting to hide underneath all the pillows and blankets. Anywhere away from that infernal tickling and Iruma’s teasing. His thoughts raced. What had gotten into Iruma today?! One moment they’d been talking, and the next he was being attacked!! The ticking was one thing, but nothing could’ve prepared him for the teasing. Or his ears. Oh devils had his ears been sensitive. He almost felt bad for how much he’d messed with Iruma’s ears last time. Almost. He took a few breaths, but his heart still hadn’t slowed. The respite was short-lived though, because he heard something that sent shivers down to his toes.

“Not so fast, Mr. Giggles! You can’t get away from me that easily!”

With a cry, Iruma dove in after Azz. The demon tried to prepare himself for more teases. And was that a nickname?! This boy was going to be the death of him at this rate.

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Ahhh how I’ve missed lee Kirishima 🥰 ✨ this is so adorable!!

Thank you so much for using both of my Tickletober suggestions 😭

It’s me again 🙈 feel free to ignore if multiple submissions are not allowed! And thank you again for doing this! So looking forward to reading whatever you write with all the prompts! ✨

#4 Pumpkin - Kirishima

Yo what if this crazy goofball used his quirk to carve pumpkins?? 🎃 I think that’d be so cute and funny 😆

TickleTober Day #7: Pumpkin

Kirishima (MHA)

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“M-Mihihihihina! Wahahahahait, I’ll screhehehehehew it up!” Kirishima whined through his giggles, squirming in place as she dug into his sides from behind, holding him firmly but not firmly enough that he couldn’t get away if he wanted to.

“Whaaaat? I’m just motivating you!” she teased, propping her chin on his shoulder as she tickled, grinning at his trembling and snickering form. “You did the eyes just fine. Now he needs a biiiiiig smile!”

Kiri clenched the carving tools harder in his hands as he arched his back, trying desperately not to accidentally hurt either one of them. “Plehehehehehehease!”

“Quit being a wimp, spiky hair,” Bakugou grumbled from across the circle, smirking knowingly at him. “You can’t fool any of us, you know.”

“Yeah, man, you love a challenge! Especially when it’s a tickly one~” Kaminari added, sparking his fingertips and making their redheaded friend cackle even more.

The five of them were sat in a circle together, each with a pumpkin to carve for Halloween. Mina and Bakugou both had white pumpkins while the rest had the typical orange ones, and speedy worker that she was, Mina was already finished with hers. Hence her scooting over to Kirishima and daring him to try and carve the rest of his pumpkin while she distracted him.

He had yet to try and move his tools back to the task at hand, though.

“Come on, Kiri~” she teased into his ear. “Give him a big, ticklish smile, yeah?”

He jolted when her fingertips grazed his ribs. “Whyyyyy?!”

Sero chuckled from the opposite side of him and set his tools down, curling his fingers teasingly. “I can always give you an extra boost if she’s not giving you enough motivation.”

“Nonono! I gohohohohot it, I got it!” Kiri screeched, finally raising trembling hands to his pumpkin, hardly daring to try and make the first carving. He just knew he was going to mess it up. He could always do another one later if he needed to, but…

“Yeeeep!” he squealed when she found his ribs again, digging into his pumpkin canvas accidentally, making a wide line from just beneath its eyes to nearly the bottom of it. “Mihihihihihina!”

“Uh-oh! Guess you’ll have to make a laughing pumpkin now!” she giggled, wrapping her arms around his waist and dragging him away from the task at hand, all pretenses out the window. “Here, let me inspire you some more!”

“Mihihihihina – wait, no, guhuhuhuhuhuys!” Kirishima shrieked with elated panic when Sero, Kaminari, and Bakugou all dove for his now prone form as well. “Waitwaitwait, this isn’t fahahahahahair! GUHUHUHUHUHUHUYS!!”

When it was all over, everyone agreed that Kirishima’s pumpkin came out looking the best.