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Hi there, I’m Ma(lee)na!
I miss when it was nice enough outside to swim at night *~*
I'll just sit on your legs and tickle the back of your knees while you're just giggling into a pillow
Tickletober 2023 - My Hero Academia - Class 1A - lee!Bakugo, lee!Midoriya
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A/N: first my hero academia fic??? neeed!!!! angry boy need tickled sometimes. god help whoever does it tho.
Summary: Bakugo is all three things: loud, angry, and ticklish. One of them is less obvious than the others, and he wants to keep it that way.
Words: 1.4k
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Loud, angry, and ticklish — these were among the many words that could describe Bakugo Katsuki. Like his quirk, he was often explosive with his voice and his temper. Ticklish, though? That was a pretty well-hidden feature, and one that not many would be willing to try with him! Not that anyone had in a long time.
Until today.
The sound of tittering laughter and chatter, much too loud and too cheery to be school-related, drew an already grumpy Bakugo toward the common room of the dorms. It seemed to be the place to be, he realized, when he walked in and saw most of his classmates relaxing around the couch, laughing and talking.
“What the hell are you all laughing about in here?” Bakugo barged in, asking loudly.
“Bakugo! Come on, Sero was just telling us the funniest story about—” Ochaco waved him over.
Bakugo cut her off. “Why don’t you losers stop sitting around laughing and wasting all day and get some goddamn work done! Ugh, Icy Hot and I have been working twice as hard as the rest of you because of our extra classes, and now you’re all slacking off?! It’s gonna be way too easy for me to surpass you! Where’s the challenge in that!? Now get off your asses and stop slacking!!!”
Everyone stared back at him, their giggling long gone.
“It’s Sunday afternoon Bakugo…” Momo sighed.
“Yeah, come on, even heroes need to rest.” Tsu added.
“It’s good for you to relax a little. We’re all still training super hard!” Mina assured her classmate.
“Shut up! You’re all just a bunch of slackers and losers!” Bakugo grumbled loudly.
“Would it kill you to relax? Maybe smile a little?” Kaminari asked.
I hope you like saying "I like being ticked" over and over, because I'm DEFINITELY gonna make you say that (and other flustering things) and then pretend I couldn't understand you, so you have to say it again and again, while the ticklish laughter makes it harder and harder to talk
Tickletober 2023 - Critical Role - C2 - The Mighty Nein - Shadowidomauk - lee!Essek (implied)
[see my other tickletober 2023 fics] [read on AO3]
A/N: inspired by this art. also inspired by ‘imagine two wizards.’ shadowidomauk dynamic reminds me of me trying to sleep / read / study vs my cats speeding around the house like demons at 3am
Words: 450
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Caleb is fully engrossed in his text when Essek tears into the room in a rather un-Essek-like fashion.
Like a cat, Caleb bristles with a startle at the interruption as his bedroom door slams open and a purple body flings itself into the bed with him. He’d much sooner expect this brash behavior from his other purple partner.
As though on cue, Molly saunters into the doorway behind him, unhurried and unbothered. He gives the two a once over and smirks. “Well, well — I am quite famished you see, and I think two wizards will do nicely instead of one.”
Caleb’s eyes flick between them, settling on the frazzled elf scrambling to get behind him on his bed. “…What did you drag me into, Essek?”
“He—” Essek swallows. “He kissed me, but— it, it was…”
Molly snorts out a laugh in delight. “Oh, dear, that was your first raspberry, hmm?” He cocks his head with mock pity. “That’s a shame. We’ll have to make up for lost time.”
When Essek looks back at Caleb, his face has shifted, Essek realizes; it has taken on a complexion far more red than usual, and his eyes have a little twinkle of compassionate understanding. “Oh.” He takes Essek’s hand and draws him closer, shelving his book on the table for the time being. He presses a kiss to the back of Essek’s palm and, noticing the pulse racing away anxiously, gives him a sympathetic smile. “He lives up to the devilish blood, truly.” Casting a rueful glance at Mollymauk, Caleb sighs. “I know that look in his eye. There’s no getting out of this, I’m afraid.”
It takes Essek a surprising amount of effort to suppress the whine that builds in his throat when Caleb’s words settle in. But— after a moment, a defiant streak flashes in his eyes, his fingers twitch with arcane potential.
Mollymauk chortles out a little laugh. “Now, now. None of those magic tricks. That’s not going to help.” Molly tsk’s at him. “Unless,” He looks to Caleb, “you’d rather I go and get Jester to help me...”
Caleb’s eyebrows shoot up. “No.” His head shakes as he waves Molly into the room.
Essek turns to face him, betrayed. Caleb nods to him with a knowing look and a shrug. “Trust me. This is the better option.”
Mollymauk steps in with a grin and kicks the door shut behind him. “That’s more like it.”
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A short while later, Jester is drawn anyway, like a moth to a flame, by the sound of their laughter.
When lees say they don't think it's cute that they frantically squirm and flail around when they get tickled
reading your latest toh fic and "amity" crossed out under "possible uses" is so darn cute
awww thanks! I’m so happy you caught that! I also thought it was super adorable!
um- mmmmen. men. boys. guys. ticklish men. men who wheeze. calm/stoic men who will start giggling as soon as you wiggle your fingers at them. guys who blush because of verbal teasing. feather ticklish bois. guys who like being chased. men who can ask for tickles. boys with ticklish ears. guys who would genuinely try to stay still for their ler. men who like both tickling others and being tickled. boys who are playful. mennnn. guys.
(If you're reading this you agree.)
❗Primarily NSFW/k¡nk blogs please DO NOT REBLOG this
I could easily be picked up and thrown around btw. if u even care
Slowly dragging and drawing little tickly circles in your armpits while I stare at you and listen to your giggles
Tickletober 2023 - Our Flag Means Death - Stede / Ed - lee!Ed
A/N: I’m weak for season 2 and I need soft sweet moments between them forever and ever. This is very late yes shhh #Tickletober2023butits2024
Words: 750
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Stede slowly blinked open his eyes. There was a warmth next to him, it felt so inviting. He reached out, clumsy with the fog of sleep, until his hand met the warm skin of Ed’s shoulder. He sighed, content, wrapping the arm further around his bedmate. Ed sleepily turned to face him, eyes closed with a smile on his face.
“G’mrning.” Ed mumbled. He reached up with one hand to run a thumb over Stede’s fingers.
Nestled in the blankets, they whispered stories and ideas with each other for a long, drawn-out half hour, during which Ed had the pleasure of Stede’s soft affection - a hand twirling his hair, fingers traipsing gently down his arms, it felt safe. It felt like home.
Stede scratched just behind Ed’s ear and he nearly let out a purr. Fingers glided down Ed’s neck, leaving a grin and a shiver in their wake.
Stede smiled fondly. “Ah, ticklish?”
“Dunno mate.” Ed shrugged, a bit impeded by their current position. “I guess.”
need to be tickled by somebody who just doesn’t feel bad for me at all
Pin their arms above their head and just slowly drag your nails down but stop right above the armpit and repeat 🙊 they'll be anticipating the tickles the whole time
Tickletober 2023 - Critical Role - Campaign 2 Mighty Nein - lee!Mollymauk
A/N: Caleb catches up to molly after the events of day 4: weak spot
Words: 4.5k
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“Mollymauk.” Caleb’s voice calls out within the tower, an unusual hint of mischief to it. “Sooner or later I will find you.”
Molly ducks behind the door of Jester’s room, a giddy smile on his face. He slumps against the door on the inside, takes a deep breath — well, he tries to. His heart is still racing from running, and the giddy flutter in his stomach isn’t helping anything. He can feel the pleasurable ache of the smile wide on his face, no use in fighting it. His tail waggles back and forth anxiously as he fights down nervous giggles in his best attempt to stay quiet.
A minute or so goes by, and Molly nearly has his breathing back to an easy pace. He listens closely near the door.
When boots land on the floor of what sounds like the very hallway outside this room, Molly feels the butterflies in his stomach take off and flutter about. He sucks in a deep breath and tries his best to quietly scramble quietly toward the bed - or something, anything to try to hide behind.
The doorknob jingles. Mollymauk can hear Caleb snort out a little laugh on the other side, amused, no doubt, that Molly’d bothered to lock the door. A whoosh of a spell and flutter of amber light makes quick work of the obstruction, and Jester’s door swings open.
Molly’s half crouched, backed against the foot of the bed. He flinches, less graceful than usual, shuffling his way up to standing. “Ah, Caaa-leb,” he tries to sound casual, “what brings you to this neck of the– no aha no no wait! Wait!”
I want her to giggle and squirm because she can't handle having her toes nibbled. I want to have her cover her mouth with her hands because she's THIS close to bursting out with uncontrollable laughter...
I wanna spider my fingers behind her knees and gently squish her thighs. I want to trace the outsides of her feet with my nails while she struggles to keep them in my lap...
UHGhhH I love ticklish girls
Oh my goshhhhh😅😅👀
Playfully poking the collarbone is illegal but someone come do it to me please
