#manga tickling

[otomiyaa]

TICKLES ❤️

19 Days Ch.441

[ticklygiggles]

OF COURSE HE HAD TO BE TICKLISH DKDKDF THANK YOU DEAR AUTHOR 😍😍😍😍😍 get him good Sarah ❤️ - Sonno Koi Wa Ichigo No Youni | Ch. 10 Bonus

[city-tickles]

"Next, your armpits"

Love a good tickle interrogation

Source: https://www.viz.com/shonenjump/mission-yozakura-family-chapter-203/chapter/40947?action=read

[thebest-medicine]

🚨HELLO JUNJI ITO MADE A TICKLE HORROR MANGA AND IM SCREAMING AHHH 🚨

“The Ghosts of Golden Time”

here’s a cool article about it as well

[adorkablenerd]

Small tickle scene from Cat Massage Therapy

Omg this manga is so cute, I'd highly recommend of you're looking for a nice, short read!!

[monmonlil]

AWWWWWW THIS IS ADORABLEEE This is Chapter 113

[bloominggiggles]

I need to catch up with this manga series, those two are the cutest couple! ＼(≧▽≦)／

[tastybluesprite]

Olders and youngers

Ok so I read this panel and I IMMEDIATELY knew this needed a tickle scene. Alma is just such a precious cinnamon roll and deserves all the tickles.

Warnings: This is a tickle fic so if that’s not your thing feel free to keep scrolling!

Summery: Alma gets Neis wrath when he makes her mad lol. Chaos ensues.

“You ran out of work?!” Alma cried. “Yeah, sorry ‘bout that! I’ll assign you guys another mission. Sorry to keep you hanging around, but just sit tight for a bit!” Yoki, the dog humanoid assured them with a smile.

They had arrived once again back at the anti maga organization HQ. Alma had hoped for the possibility that they’d give him and Ms Tao more work. Apparently not however.

“So, what’s up? You mean to tell us there’s no more maga?” Ms Tao asked.

“No, no, that’s not it.” Dara said. “We mean that there’s someone else out there cleaning up instead.”

“And who is that? Must be a heck of a work dork.” Alma said as he leaned back, resting his hands behind his head.

Ms Tao took the cigarette she had lit out of her mouth. “Is it Nei?”

“Ahh… Nei, huh? If she wants to work so much that she’s taking from our share, then she’s definitely a workaholic.” Alma said knowingly, annoyance in his voice.

Yoki sighed. “Yeah, because she’s a competitive overachiever. I keep telling her to take a break, but she never listens to me.”

“Oh.” Dara said suddenly as they head foot steps approaching outside the door. “Speak of the devil.”

The door then burst open.

“I’m baaaaack!!!!” The blonde girl called Nei waved as she greeted them with a wide smile. “Another quick kill today! I kicked those weaklings’ butts!” She was holding two swords in her hand as she said this.

“Nei!!!” Yoki cried with delight.

“Wow!” She said with a mischievous grin, looking towards Alma and Ms Tao. “You two look like you’ve got time on your hands.”

“Yeah… thanks to a certain someone.” Alma grumbled, frowning at her.

“Yep!” She proclaimed, spreading her arms out eagle-like as if expecting praise.

Alma puffed out his cheeks as Yoki and Dara ran to hug her in greeting.

“We’re so glad you’re safe.” Yoki doted, as he and Dara embraced her. “You always worry us by going out on your own, Nei!”

“Worry you? Do you remember me ever coming back hurt?”

They thought about that for a second. Then…

“We don’t!” Yoki cried, smiling with extreme pride. “Thats our Nei!”

Alma looked at them with a slightly dumbfound expression, and Ms Tao continued ignoring them as they cheered.

Nei, finally breaking free from the shirt commontion, plopped on the sofa right next to Ms Tao and Alma.

“Tao, you can praise me too.” She told the braid haired women.

“You’re a hard worker Nei.” Ms Tao offered with not much thought or energy put into it.

“That’s not what I meant.” Nei told her, annoyance in her voice.

Ms Tao looked at her for a moment, then suddenly pulled the blondes head to her shoulder in some effort to show praise.

“Mm-hmm.”

Nei was taken aback for a moment, but broke out of it quickly. “That’s not what I meant either!” She whined, trying to push Ms Tao away.

“You’re my junior around here!” She cried. “Stop acting so cheeky!”

“What do you want me to do?” Ms Tao asked, confusion in her voice.

“You just saw their example not even a second ago!” She exclaimed, pointing at Yoki and Dara.

Alma shot her a cheeky grin, picking at his ear. “Man, you’re as annoying as ever. Ain’tcha, kid?”

“Kid?” Nei repeated, a sudden dangerous tone in her voice.

“You know that… I am… OLDER THAN YOU!!!” She cried as she leaned over Ms Tao, and started trying to go at Alma, attempting to tackle him.

“YEAH BY ONE MEASLY YEAR! QUIT GOING BALLISTIC!!” Alma shot back, trying to push at her arms.

Ms Tao couldn’t help thinking annoying gets a pass, though?

Suddenly Nei managed to gain the upper hand, and went right for the one-year-youngers sides.

Alma shrieked and fell back, landing on the floor.

“W-wahahahaittt!!! Nehehehi dohohohohnt nohohoho tihihicklihihing!!!” Alma cried, bubbly giggles filling the room.

“No! This is what you get for being so damn irritating!!” Nei told him, now going for his belly.

“NahahAHAHaahah NOHOhohOhohOt tHEHEheheir!!!” Alma curled up, futilely trying to protect himself.

“Awww who’s a tickiwish wittle boyyy??” She teased, going under his shirt to get the soft skin of his belly.

“My my your tummy is so cute!” She told him with a grin, squeezing and poking around at the skin. “It’s just like a little baby!!”

“GYAHAHAHA SUHUHUHUDUHUHUP!!!!” Alma squealed, his cheeks flushing a faint shade of pink.

Ms Tao looked at them as she puffed another smoke. She couldn’t help find the whole thing endearing, like a mother watching her own playing around.

“So are you going to apologize?!” She cried.

“NAHAHAHA IHIHIN YOHOHOUR DREHEHEAHAMS!!!”

“Fine then! Taste my wrath you annoying brat!!!” She cried, stuffing her hands into his armpits.

Alma threw his head back and cackled, trying to trap her hands. But it was no help whatsoever.

“STOHOHOHOP PLEHEHEHAHASE!!!”

“You know what you have to say!!”

“FIHIHIHNE FIHIHIHIHIHNE PLEHEHEHAHASE IHIHM SOHOHOHORRY FOHOHRGIHIVE MEHEHE!!!!”

Nei smirked at her victory, pulling her hands back and finally allowing the red head mercy.

“Hmph! That should teach you to respect your elders.” She said, crossing her arms.

“Ehelder huh?” Alma said when he finally managed to catch his breath.

“Old fart.” He told her with a mischievous smirk.

“AARRRHH WHY YOU LITTLE!!!” She started chasing him around the room as Alma ran, giggling like a little child.

Let’s just say it took them a bit of time for them to finally calm down before Yoki could tell them about new intel he got regarding the maga.

[shyleereading]

Small tickle scene from the manga "Neko no Massajiya (or Massageya)-san" by Kisakawa Haru! (image from seong.hoang on tiktok).

About a massage parlor run by an adorable kitty <3

[thecutestler]

I think we all can agree that the cutest thing ever is when the lee tries to hold in his or her giggles 😅💕.

[regularme12]

A Man of Virtue chapter 37 Tickle scene

[city-tickles]

Only one thing to do when you’re stuck under the bed 😂

Source: Kotatsu Fight. Haven’t been able to find anything about it

[ticklishlee3]

okay, that’s cute..

artist : Nacura-G on DeviantArt

[adorkablenerd]

Another tickle scene in Cat Massage Therapy (this one from volume 2)!!

Omg this manga is killing me with how cute it is 😭

Link to the first scene :3

[giggly-squiggily]

Bus Stop Antics (Jujutsu Kaisen)

Guess who's obsessed with JJK again? Mee! Heyo everyone, I hope you're doing well! I'm watching season 2 of JJK and I'm just- these three make me so happy and so sad at the same time, you know? I love them and their friendship but if you've watch the show/read the manga it just...hurts.

But anyway! I wanted to write Lee!Gojo and I did :P I have this headcanon that when he was a teen he was stupidly ticklish and couldn't hide it as well as he can in his adult years and this is the result. I hope you like it!

CW: swearing, JJK season 2 spoilers!

Summary: While waiting for their bus, Gojo and Geto get into a "fight". Shoko unintentionally makes things worse.

Light burned against his skin, making Geto scrunch his face up as he stared into the sky. Not even the roof of the bus stop shelter completely protected him from the sun’s invasive rays.

“Aww, what’s wrong? Too bright for you?” Gojo grinned cheekily over at him, eyes hidden behind his usual shades. He was lounged all the way back, arms across the top of the bench they sat against and legs crossed. “Should have followed my lead and bought some sunglasses.”

“No way- you already fill the role of dork for both of us. Right Shoko?” Geto peered down at the mentioned girl, tucked away between them and doubled over in her seat.

“Mmm.” She made a noise in response, too focused on her phone. Across the screen, her self-named virus spread from one spot to another, infecting the virtual nation. Once she was invested in her game, there was no way of pulling her back out. “See, she agrees.”

A poke to the cheek made him look up. “You’re just bitter because I’m a trendsetter. Everyone’s gonna remember me with my cool shades and blue eyes and remember you as…well, the guy with dumb bangs.” Gojo chuckled, snickering harder at Geto’s death stare.

“My bangs aren’t dumb- you just have no sense of style.” Geto poked his face back, pushing in enough to make Gojo’s cheek move.

“Says Mr. No Eyebrows.” A finger poke back.

“Gray hair at sixteen.”

“At least my breath doesn’t smell like spirit boogies.”

“No it smells like di-”

“I won.” Shoko blinked back at the face shoving war going down above her. “I’m gonna go smoke. Save my seat.” She said as she stood, pulling out her cigarettes and leaving them to their war.

“You son of a- get over here!” Geto lunged, sending them both tumbling against the bench seat. Limbs flew and fists missed as they tussled, shoving at one another while continuing their childish name calling. At some point Gojo managed to grab the back of Geto’s hair, pulling him upright. In response, Geto reached out to grab his neck, aiming for his collar.

“HA! Gotcha no-AH!” Gojo spasmed when fingers brushed his collarbone, the hand in Geto’s hair pulling hard enough to set his hair free. Eyes widened behind falling green strands as Geto stared at him, hand frozen at his neck. “Watch the hands!”

“Dude, I barely touched….you.” Geto blinked, the puzzle pieces all falling into place. “Get out of here.” Without warning, he wormed his fingers into Gojo’s collarbone, wiggling gently.

“Ah! Nohoohoho!” The white haired teen squawked, scrunching up his shoulders at the feeling. He grabbed Geto’s wrist, pushing with all his strength. “Dohohohn’t!”

“Oh my god, you’re ticklish!” Geto was grinning now, all teeth and pure joy in his expression.

“No, I’m not!”

“Yes, he is.” Shoko puffed around her cigarette. “Ridiculously so. It was a nightmare trying to practice my curse technique on him.”

“Shoko!” Gojo gaped, betrayed. Then he was squirming, trying to get out of Geto’s grip. “No, no no- don’t you dare! I’m not ticklish! I’m not!” If Geto believed him, he didn’t show it- taking his sweet time in redoing his bun. “That was just a fluke!”

“Sure it was.” Geto finished his hair before rolling his neck, getting all the creeks out. “Now, let’s start telling the truth, huh?”

“I am, you son of a- Gehahahahahahhahaha!” Gojo almost immediately busted out laughing when the fingers returned to his neck, both sides prodding and tasing, making him scrunch and giggle. “Noohohohooho, stahahhahap thahahahhahaht!”

“Aww, you did lie to me! Your best friend, too!” Geto gaped in mock hurt, one hand squeezing under Gojo’s chin when he tried pressing it to his chest, making him snort and kick. “I was gonna go easy on you, but now you’re officially on my shit list. Get ready- I’m gonna make you scream.”

“Nohohohohohoohw whohohohoho’s lhihihihiihihhihiying? Aheahhahahhaha Suhuhuhuuhguhuhuhuhuuruh-OHOOHOHOHOHOHO!” The infinity sorcerer arched with a cackle as Geto attacked his ribs, racing his fingers up and down like a pianist. “Nohohohohoh, nohohohohot the rihihihihihihibs! Nohoohohot the rihihihihihihibs!”

“Too ticklish here? Poor baby.” Geto cooed, tapping along each bone and giving them a scratch. “Should have kept your hands to yourself. Didn’t kindergarten ever teach you that? Oh wait- you haven’t covered it yet.” When his fingers found his third lowest rib, Gojo let out an honest to god shriek, hands clasping his wrists. “Oo, found a bad spot.”

“NOHOHOHOOHOHOHO SUHUHUHUUHUHGUUHUUHUHURUUHUHUHU!” He howled, face flushing an impressive red and glasses falling off his face. Without them, Geto could see the tears forming in the corners of his eyes. “STAHAHHAHAHAHHAP!”

“Hmmm…do you really want me to stop?” Geto dropped his hands to his waist, poking along the skin there and making Gojo twitch and squirm. “You and I both know you could easily break away. Why the hesitation? Don’t tell me…” He leaned forward, nearly nose to nose with his friend as his fingers trailed over his belly, earning a hiccupy squeal. “You love this, don’t you Satoru?”

Gojo made a whimpering sound, turning his head away as he giggled and squeaked. Shoko, watching them momentarily, had a rare moment of sympathy for the idiot and decided to throw him a bone.

“Satoru. Suguru’s hips are awful. Just pinch him there.”

Everything that followed was like a blur. Geto turned to her with a look of shock just as Gojo lunged, grabbing his hips and squeezing with all his might. Geto let out a high pitched shriek and toppled over, bringing him and Gojo down and off the bench. Within seconds, they were against the pavement, groaning through giggles and brushing off bruises.

“Heh. Dorks.” Shoko smiled as she put out the remains of her smoke, crushing it with her foot before taking the now empty seat. She kicked her heels up and against Gojo’s back, pulling her phone out and resuming her game. “I think I’m gonna name this virus the Sato-Sugu strain. Whatcha think?”

She got tired groans in response.

“Sold.”

Thanks for reading!

[phobiaoftickles]

I LOVE THIS SM!!! AHHHHHH I CAN’T EVEN FATHOM HOW CUTE THEY ARE AND NO I HAVE NOT READ THIS!!! Found it on tiktok. Daytime star chapter 76