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💬 0 🔁 0 ❤️ 0 · Love & Hank - by @ppyspsps · My OCs from the ongoing story "King of Hearts" which is part 4 of my original series for tickl
Hiya readers! First of all, thank you for the enthusiasm! My ‘January stats’ came into my mailbox and it was such a pleasant surprise.
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Chapter 12 was just posted💕
It has smut, bromance, romance, looots of tickles and everything I felt like adding because… This is the last chapter before my vacation.
An official hiatus announcement will follow later. For now I hope you’ll enjoy this chapter!
I love how literally all characters in your original story have tickle kinks but somehow it doesn't seem weird at all. By the way I keep coming back to The Mad Party C26, it's so fucking hot.
‘shane fell first!’ ‘ilya fell first!’ BZZT . INCORRECT . they tripped at the same time & bonked their heads together so hard that they mistook love at first sight for having a concussion .
Lee!Chilchuck, Ler!Marcille, Ler!Laios, Ler!Senshi, and Izutsumi
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Summary: Laios accidentally gets a reaction out of Chilchuck, and now the group has to investigate.
Tw: Rougher tickling. Dubcon (Chilchuck laments about how awful it is, but he's kind of an unreliable narrator about his own opinion, though that's up to interpretation). Minor swearing.
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I did my best to write in these character's voices! I'm not used to writing them, so let me know how I did. I've been so desperate for more Dungeon Meshi tickle content and I'm sure someone else is too so hopefully this reaches whoever needs it lol.
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“We’ve been walking for so long,” Marcille complained. “It’s unusual to go so long without meeting another party. Or at least a couple monsters.”
Izutsumi nodded in agreement. Her arms were crossed and her eyes were narrowed, as they have been for the past half hour in her annoyance. “Yeah, what gives?”
Chilchuck, leading the party, rolled his eyes. “It’s just a long stretch, okay? There’s only so many shortcuts I can take you guys through. You’ve all gotten too used to having me around!”
“He’s right,” Laios said, somewhere from behind. He slowed his pace unconsciously when he pulled out a roll of paper. A map. “Usually we skip this area, but the passage was closed off. We should find a good place to stop for dinner soon. I think. Hm.” He took a few faster strides and with his tallman legs he was quick in getting to the front of the group. “We’re here, right?” he asked Chilchuck, pointing to a spot on the map. He lowered it so it was within Chilchuck’s eyeline.
“Just about,” Chilchuk said. His eyes just barely peered over the paper. He brought his arm up to point at a spot just a few inches away from Laios’s finger. Of course, a few inches on paper translated to quite a long walk.
Laios glanced at where Chilchuck pointed, then to what he could see of Chilchuck’s face. He kneeled to the floor so they were more level as they looked it over.
Taking the chance now that the party had stopped, however briefly, Marcille and Izutsumi sat down against the stone wall while Senshi put down his pot to use as a stool.
“We’re running a bit low on ingredients,” Senshi noted. “So it would be nice to stop soon and have a proper look around for any good monsters we can eat.”
“I would kill for a walking mushroom,” Marcille sighed wistfully. It took her a second to register what she had said and her eyebrows furrowed. “Oh,” she muttered in disgust. She shied away even more when she noticed Izutsumi’s aimed expression.
“What about there?” Chilchuck asked, pointing to a little offshoot in the long hall not far from where they were. “There’s usually a handful of monsters that linger around that corner, aren’t there?”
“Yes, but I don’t know about walking mushrooms,” Laios said. He adjusted his weight off of his knee for a second and briefly steadied himself with a firm hand on Chilchuck’s side.
It was a small gesture, only lasting a second. Still, Chilchuck stiffened. Laios didn’t notice and his hand was back on the map as quickly as it left. “We should still check it out, though; there should be something we could eat.”
Chilchuck hummed in agreement, eyes scanning across the map for a good place nearby to camp.
Laios shifted again, switching onto his other knee, and again he placed his hand on Chilchuck’s side. This time it was a bit lower down, curling over his hip. Laios’ hand was big enough that his thumb dug into Chilchuck’s back.
He didn’t manage to bite down a reaction this time, and he flinched away as a high sound was punched out of his throat.
Of course Laios noticed this time. He paused–hand still pressing into his hip–and examined Chilchuck’s face. “Are you okay?”
And it was an innocent question, because of course it was.
“Fine,” Chilchuck mumbled. He shooed Laios’ hand away from him in what he hoped was a subtle gesture.
Laios’ eyebrows drew inwards and his stupid golden eyes bore into Chilchuck. “Are you sure?”
“I’m suHURE!” Chilchuck was interrupted by Laios pushing two fingers into his waist. His entire body contorted as he folded in on himself and used both hands to push Laios’s away.
The whole camp was silent for a second. Everyone was looking at him.
Marcille was the first to speak. “Chilchuck.”
Chilchuck, still holding his arms out in defense, sent her a wary glare.
And then she asked it. “Are you ticklish?”
Chilchuck scowled and took a few steps away from Laios for safety. “It doesn’t matter if I am or not! Do you realize how unprofessional it is to even ask that?”
“Are you ticklish?” she repeated. Her eyes were wide and she wore a small smile.
“Marcille!” Chilchuck hissed.
Marcille inched closer.
It was definitely time to retreat. He’d disappear for a couple hours and use the time to scout out traps, and surely they will have lost interest by the time he gets back. He took one step backward, eyes locked on Marcille. Two steps. Three steps, and his back hit something sturdy and solid.
He froze. Slowly–so slowly–he turned his head and was face to face with Laios. Chilchuck’s eyes were as wide as they could get, but Laios’s were somehow wider.
Two strong hands gripped his shoulders. “Are you ticklish, Chilchuck?” Laios asked. It was possibly the quietest Laios’ voice had ever been, but it was breathed so menacingly into Chilchuck’s sensitive ear that it sent a shiver through his entire body.
There was a noise. Some would call it a squeak, but Chilchuck would call it a cry of pure terror.
Suddenly things moved fast again, and Chilchuck somehow managed to shake off Laios’s hands once more and stumble back. Unfortunately, he miscalculated and tripped over Laios’s knee, which sent him falling backwards. He panicked for a second, but as Laios’s reflexes proved true enough to catch him, he wished he fell harder and faster.
He was easily hauled back up so he was basically sitting on Laios’s thigh and was sandwiched by two hands planted firmly on his back and chest.
It was such a gentle hold. There was enough pressure to keep him from getting up, but not enough to hurt. He’s pretty sure Laios wasn’t even trying, that damn tallman, and was genuinely just aiming to steady him. But when Marcille came closer, and Chilchuck’s feet scrabbled at the floor for purchase, it was enough to hold him still.
“Damn it guys, that’s enough!” he spat. His arms were braced in front of him and his knee drawn up protectively as Marcille finally closed the gap and reached for him.
“Chilchuck?” she asked, giddiness bouncing out of her voice.
“Marcille,” Chilchuck growled back. He pressed his back further into Laios’s chest, which he knew was not an escape, but it was the only thing that he could do.
“Are you ticklish?” Her surprisingly cold fingers made contact with his waist.
Chilchuck sucked in air through his teeth and doubled over as much as he could. He effectively blocked access to his lower torso but Marcille didn’t skip a beat as her hands replaced themselves at his neck instead. Feather light touches. His shoulders scrunched up immediately, once again blocking the area successfully.
But Marcille actually giggled and rushed to stick her fingers into both of Chilchuck’s armpits.
Another noise, this one cut off, but so high pitched it even surprised Chilchuck. His arms immediately shot down to clamp to his sides as he twisted away. “This isn’t funny!”
This time Chilchuck wasn’t quick enough. Marcille’s hands were already placed and now they were just pressed into Chilchuck’s underarms. Her fingers scribbled away, still impossibly light despite the pressure of Chilchuck’s own arms. “Get off! Get off! Get off of me!” Chilchuck shouted. All the while his body was squirming this way and that, trying to dislodge Marcille’s hands with very little input from Chilchuck himself.
“Chiilllchuck,” Marcille cooed. Her face was too sweet for someone as evil as her. “Are you ticklish!”
“Stop asking me that!” It was getting harder and harder to keep his voice from breaking. He tried to push his feet into the floor again but Laios’s grip held strong.
Except then it moved. One hand held Chilchuck’s elbow. It wasn’t doing anything; it was barely holding him still this time, just tightening its grip when he got too far in one direction. The other hand wrapped around his hip and squeezed.
Chilchuck’s body reacted on its own. He barely stifled his yelp as his feet dug into the floor, lifting his hips into the air. It did nothing to dislodge Laios’s hand and before he could think his knees curled up as a second attempt. Except he had yet to bring his hips back down to get the support of Laios’s leg and so he just slipped and fell off, landing on the floor.
For a second all four hands were off of him and he took the opportunity to lunge away, but as he was mid launch Laios caught him again and dragged him back by the waist, so this time he was properly sitting in the tallman’s lap.
He thought for a second that if he acted quick enough he could try again. He jerked forward, away from Laios, but this time it was Marcille who pressed her hands onto his chest and shoved him back.
Laios crossed his arms around Chilchuck, and now he really couldn’t move. Laios wasted no time in scribbling at both sides of his stomach. The sensation honestly wasn’t bad over his leather armor, but it was still enough to keep Chilchuck on edge.
Laios leaned down. His face nearly pressed against Chilchuck’s, and somehow Chilchuck could feel every hair of Laios’s peach fuzz brushing against his cheek. “Does it tickle?”
Laios was so much more genuine than Marcille with that question. Marcille very obviously already knew the answer when she asked, but something about Laios’s tone made it seem like he honestly wanted to know.
Truth be told, it didn’t tickle very much and Chilchuck was incredibly grateful his light armor was more effective than people assumed. So he was honest when he gave a snappy, “No!”
What did tickle, however, was Laios’s fucking breathing, which Chilchuck didn’t even know was possible! The faintest shift of air, in and out, brushing over his ear, and it tickled so damn bad. He had no other choice but to drive his shoulder as far into his ear as possible.
“It doesn’t tickle?” Laios almost sounded like he believed him.
“What about this?” Marcille asked. She grabbed Chillchuck’s thigh, just above his knee, and kneaded firmly into the muscle.
Chilchuck’s legs started flailing before he even registered what happened and a squeal tore itself from his throat.
“Does that tickle, Chilchuck?”
“It- Ngk! Just stop it, okay?”
“He’s not laughing.” Senshi spoke up for the first time. He and Izutsumi had been watching the whole thing.
“I think he’s cloooosssee,” Marcille said. She bore her thumb into the divot of his knee. Chilcuck could not be held responsible when he kicked her in the stomach.
“Ow! Chilchuck!” She sat back, out of leg distance, and pressed her hand into her torso.
“Here,” Senshi said, and came closer. “This ought to do the trick.” He took Marcille’s place, but instead of going for his knee, he grabbed both of Chilchuck’s feet and tucked the ankles into his elbow, holding them in place.
“Senshi, you- you! Agh! Stop it! Stop!”
Senshi ignored him and easily took off Chilchuck’s boots. There was no further build up before his rough, callused fingers started scraping down his soles.
The bandages on his feet did offer a bit of security, but every time his fingers wandered too high and hit the exposed balls of Chilchuck’s feet, his legs jerked hard.
Senshi’s shoulders shook with a quiet chuckle as he felt Chillchuck pulling away. “Are you ticklish?” he asked. That damn dwarf knew exactly what he was doing.
Chilchuck wanted to scream, but was realizing opening his mouth was a bad idea. He genuinely couldn’t trust himself to not burst into laughter the second his lips parted. His flailing arms had made their way up to his face, blocking out everybody’s stupid expressions while also muffling his increasingly loud hums of restrained laughter.
“He’s hiding,” Laios stated, as if it wasn’t obvious.
“You’re no fun!” Marcille huffed, crossing her arms.
“I-” Chilchuck started to respond, but very quickly clamped his mouth shut as Senshi’s finger wandered above the bandages, almost to his toes. His entire body stiffened with the force of him pulling at his legs.
Laios removed his hands from Chilchuck’s stomach and fluttered his fingertips in between Chilchuck’s arm and his jaw. “Come on, Chilchuck,” he whispered, as if it was just for Chilchuck to hear even though it would make no difference whatsoever if everyone else heard as well. And yet, that breathy tone rattled Chilchuck.
He really did his best to keep his arms in place despite Laios’ wiggling fingers. And he did a pretty good job. Until Laios gave up and just snatched up his wrists to pull them above his head. He held both of Chilchuck’s hands in one of his and pinned it to the back of Chilchuck’s neck, leaving his other hand free.
Chilchuck gasped at the sudden exposure. As his mouth was open, Senshi shoved a finger underneath Chilchuck’s toes and he had no hope in containing his wail of laughter.
Marcille clapped her hands with glee. “Yay! There you go, Chilchuck!”
It was so disgustingly condescending, but before Chilchuck could think about that for too long she joined in again, apparently recovered from her injury. Her hands returned to Chilchuck’s armpits and Chilchuck tried to snap his arms down once again. Laio’s grip was too strong and all he managed to do was lean forward slightly.
“Staha- Stop- Damn ihihit, you guys!”
“I think he’s ticklish!” Marcille said. She pinched and poked around the hollows of Chilchuck’s exposed underarms.
“Ahah!” Chilchuck’s elbows flapped uselessly and his eyes screwed shut in mirth. “I haha- I hate- yohou!”
“Ohh. Your laugh is just so cute!” Marcille’s fingers dipped below his armor to scratch at his highest ribs.
Chilchuck had never fought so hard in his life. He twisted his entire body this way and that and he was practically flying off of Laios’ lap with how hard he bucked. “I- You- Ah- Agh!”
“What?” Laios asked, and once again it was entirely too sincere. As if he actually wondered what Chilchuck was trying to say. Chilchuck didn’t even know what he was trying to get out.
Laios finally made use of his free hand to grip Chilchuck’s jaw and wiggle his fingers just underneath. He poked so delicately at the tender skin below Chilchuck’s chin.
Chilchuck tried to tuck his chin in but was stopped by Laios’s grip tightening. It held his head still, but the worst of it was that while the firmer touches didn’t technically tickle more, it must have been some kind of pressure point. Chilcuck’s body spasmed as he shrieked. His back arched and he froze up like electricity was pulsing through him. “Laios stop laios stop pleheHEASE LAIOS letgoRIGHTNOWPLEASE!!”
None of them let him go, but they did stop for a second and stare at him.
It was a small mercy, but the hands still lingering on his toes, armpits and chin kept him in breathy giggles as he sucked up air. When he registered all the eyes on him, his face turned red and he stuttered. “Y-you- I cahan’t! Guhuys…” It only just now processed how embarrassing this was–a grown man being pinned so easily and tickled until he screamed.
“What. Was that?” Laios asked.
“Oh my goodness.” Marcille flicked her fingers just once, causing Chilchuck to flinch. “Did it tickle?” She made eye contact with Laios and her grin widened. She gave the tiniest of nods.
“No, it diHI-IT DIDN’T OHO MY GAHAHA!!”
All Laios did was press his fingers once more underneath Chilchuck’s jaw and he screamed again, hiking up his shoulders and fighting Senshi’s grip on his legs for dear life trying to kick. “Plehea! Ple- Nahat thehere plehehease! PLEASE!”
Laios let go momentarily–just long enough to adjust his grip on Chilchuck’s arms. Instead of holding them in his hand, he pushed them into his elbows so they were entirely stretched up. It pulled his torso nearly taught, so he could barely arch or squirm. A hand cupped each side of Chilchuck’s face, fingers wrapping down to his neck and thumbs ghosting over the shell of his ears.
Before Laios could even strike, though, Marcille took advantage of Chilchuck’s now entirely vulnerable torso and stuck her hands up underneath his vest to latch on to his hipbones and claw viciously.
It was nearly as bad as his jaw, but this time the pressure did actually tickle instead of shocking him the way Laios had. It tickled a lot.
“I think this tickles, guys,” Marcille said.
Chilchuck didn’t know he could laugh so loud. He could barely shove his hips away an inch or two but Marcille’s hands were locked on anyway, easily pulling him into place and drilling into the concavities of his pelvis.
Chilchuck’s hands were now free to flap around, but his arms were too restricted to actually reach anything.
Laios joined in soon. This time it was soft ghosting against his jawline instead of the sharp prodding it was before. It wasn’t as bad on its own, but paired with Marcille’s absolutely ruthless attack it was enough to make Chilchuck start to lose his breath. He started gasping for air between his shrieks of laughter and every so often he would go silent for a second because his lungs heaved desperately.
Eventually Laios’ thumbs started tracing down his ear, light as air. They rolled over his earlobes before making their way back up. It was enough to make Chilchuck cry, and he did. As he squeezed his eyes shut in some attempt to block out the tickling, a single stream fell from the corner and rolled down his burning cheek.
Nothing he did got him a single second of relief from those four hands. They were latched onto his body and his face, and even if he could squirm more than the tiniest bit it wouldn’t be enough to dislodge them. He couldn’t fucking get away at all.
“I think we should let the boy breathe,” Senshi piped up. He had yet to surrender his hold on Chilchuck’s feet but he hadn’t joined in again.
“YE-YAha! AhaH! PLEAHAHAHA!!”
Marcille huffed, but it was clear Chilchuck was running out of wind. She pulled her hands away and set them on her knees.
Laios stopped moving his fingers but he didn’t let go. His thumbs continued running along the edges of Chilchuck’s ears so lightly Chilchuck wasn’t even sure he knew he was still doing it.
Chilchuck was able to calm down enough to take in deep breaths. He was still giggling and flicking his head as much as he could away from Laios’ hands, but getting nowhere. “Stahahop, Lahaios!!”
“Hm? Oh.” Laios finally stilled his thumbs. “Sorry. Though, I’ve heard rumors that half-foot ears weren’t only super sensitive in hearing…” The pad of his thumb just barely scratched into Chilchuck’s inner ear and Laios smiled brightly as Chilchuck choked out a squeak and twitched. He stopped immediately. “I guess that's true. Or- I don’t know, maybe it’s just you.”
“Chilchuck is so sensitive!” Marcille agreed. “Sensitive. Hm.” Her finger raised to tap on her chin. “Would you call it sensitive? Or just really, really ticklish.”
“You know, he still hasn’t answered the question.” Izutsumi said, still sitting against the wall. Her tail flicked absent mindedly. “Are you ticklish or aren’t you?”
“Shut up!” Chilchuck shouted. He wiggled around, beginning to pull at his arms again and hoping Laios would get the hint and let him go. “You all obviously already know, so just cut it out, okay?”
“How are we supposed to know if you don’t tell us, Chilchuck?” Laios asked.
“Don’t even pretend, Laios, you absolute-AH!”
Senshi interrupted him by scratching at his heel. “He seems pretty ticklish to me.”
Laios hummed. “I guess we could figure it out for sure. Let's look at our observations.” Laios’s fingers started wiggling again underneath Chilchuck’s chin. There was nothing in Chilchuck’s power that could hold in the noise he made. “When I do that,” Laios said, calm, as if Chilchuck wasn’t dying an inch from his face. “Chilchuck squeaks. What do you think?”
“Is it a squeak?” Senshi asked. “It sounds more like a squeal to me.”
“Oh! Really?” Laios did it again, getting a very similar noise.
Chilchuck was going to kill them all. Next time there was a deadly trap he'd lead them right into it, Falin be damned.
Marcile laughed. “I think it definitely sounds like someone who’s ticklish.” She jabbed her finger into Chilchuck’s armpit. “That makes him jump. A lot.” She did it again. Then again. He recoiled each time. Damn his stupid uncontrollable reactions! “Seems pretty ticklish.” Once more, for no other reason than to piss Chilchuck off. And he did jump, which was just getting embarrassing at this point.
“His toes curl up when I do this,” Senshi stated, and pinched the skin under his big toe. To Chilchuck’s horror, his foot reeled back and upon failing to escape, his toes did indeed curl. Senshi kept pinching and prodding at his foot and Chilchuck yelped before dissolving into laughter. “So I think it tickles,” Senshi said with a nod.
Chilchuck whined and managed to uncurl his toes for a second, trying to prove something–though he didn’t know what. Senshi immediately shut it down by digging his finger into the stems and his toes snapped back down.
“Aw!” Marcille brought her hands up to cup her own face. “That’s so cute.”
“Enohough! It tihihickles! I’m sahaying ihit, so stop! I’m ticklish, now quihi- ehe- quit it!”
Senshi was satisfied, at least, and finally let go.
Chilchuck’s knees shot up immediately to guard his torso. “Laios,” Chilchuck seethed.
Laios acquiesced and freed Chilchuck’s arms.
It took a few seconds of huffing and wiggling, but Chilchuck eventually managed to just pitifully roll out of Laios’s lap. He curled up on the ground and hugged his stomach. “You all are just- I- I can’t even begin!” He was talking into the floor.
“I’m sorry, Chilchuck,” Laios said. Chilchuck wasn’t looking but he could hear the smile in his voice. Laios placed a hand on Chilchuck’s shoulder. It wasn’t tickling. Chilchuck still shoved it away.
“Whatever! Lets just get to our next camp already!”
Chilchuck was the last one to actually get up, and he stayed behind the party, eyeing them cautiously for the rest of the walk.
He couldn’t just get them back. If he tried, it would immediately be flipped back on him. Still, if he thought of something…
Chilchuck was sure the opportunity would present itself soon. He’d orchestrate it himself, if he had to. Maybe he’d ‘accidentally’ get them stuck in a trap. He’d be able to dish out the same treatment they just gave him. Maybe then they’d realize it's not all fun and games.
Chilchuck sighed and crossed his arms. Knowing this lot, they’d definitely not realize anything.
Hi! I love your art! Soooo... Your requests are open? In the case... Do you can draw lee!Rowan? Thanks!
I had the sudden urge to draw lee!Rowan and saw this request a few days ago when i decided to open Tumblr AHAHAHH
Here you go !!
the lovebirds MWEHEHEE 🫶🫶🫶
See he can get Knox off easily but he loves his kitty bf so much and loves feeling him close to him, BUUUT that doesn't mean Knox isn't for a whole lot of tickling in a few seconds 👹👹
Knox's cat instincts act immediately when he sees a cat toy, that's why he doesn't like them that much LMFAO
