#anime tickle

[cathgintik]

Am I the only one who thinks Nozel Silva is a cute Lee?

Seriously. SERIOUSLY. It's practically an obsession. I have about 30 headcanons of this guy, I've already created a bunch of scenes in my head and I'm still trying to draw him. In my head he's incredibly ticklish.

[veryblushyswitch]

Toilet Bound Hanako-Kun ~ S2 E6 ~ Tickle Scene

[madison-funhouse]

Day 16 - Cackle ~

Ryuk's New Discovery

Summary: When Ryuk discovers that Light is ticklish, he can’t resist teasing him, cackling with delight as the usually composed Light Yagami struggles to maintain his dignity.

Lee: Light Yagami

Ler: Ryuk

A/N: I thought this gif was hilarious cause Ryuk looks like he's about to sneak attack Light :3

Light Yagami sat at his desk, the Death Note open before him. He tapped the pen against the paper, deep in thought, strategizing his next moves. The air in his room was still, except the looming presence of Ryuk, who hovered lazily behind him.

“You’re always so serious,” Ryuk muttered, sounding almost bored. “Humans are strange. Even when they’re trying to take over the world, they’re so uptight.”

Light didn’t even glance up. “I’m not uptight. I’m focused. There’s a difference.”

Ryuk grinned, sharp teeth gleaming. “Focused, huh? You never relax, do you? I wonder...” He drifted closer, an idea forming in his mischievous mind. “Hey, Light… are humans ticklish?”

Light froze for a second, eyebrows twitching in annoyance. “What kind of stupid question is that?”

“Ohhh.” Ryuk’s grin widened at the subtle shift in Light’s expression. “You are ticklish, aren’t you? I wonder what happens if I...”

Before Light could stop him, Ryuk reached down with his long, bony fingers and gave Light’s ribs an experimental wiggle.

“R-Ryuk!” Light yelped, twisting away from the unexpected sensation. He batted at the Shinigami’s hands, trying to maintain his composure. But Ryuk wasn’t done.

“This is hilarious!” Ryuk cackled loud, eerie, and unhinged. His laughter echoed through the room as he danced his fingers across Light’s ribs and sides, delighting in how his human companion squirmed. “So even you can’t resist a little tickling, huh, Light?”

Light grit his teeth, determined not to give in. “S-stop it, Ryuk! This isn’t fuhunny!”

“Are you kidding? This is hilarious!” Ryuk’s cackle grew even louder as Light thrashed in his chair, trying desperately to fend off the Shinigami’s relentless poking. "Humans are weird! Who knew the mighty Kira could be undone by a few wiggly fingers?”

Light bit his lip, stifling a laugh that threatened to escape. But Ryuk’s clawed hands were merciless, and before long, a startled laugh broke free from Light’s lips.

"Nahahaha he-hehehey quit ihihit!!"

“There it is! I knew you had it in you!” Ryuk howled with delight. His cackling laughter filled the room, almost drowning out Light’s increasingly frantic giggles.

“Hahaha R-Ryuk, stop! Y-you-ahh!-idiot!” Light gasped, trying to push the Shinigami away. His hair was disheveled, his usual calm demeanor shattered by the absurdity of the situation.

“Why would I stop now?” Ryuk said between cackles, his grin wider than ever. “This is the most fun I’ve had in years!”

Eventually, Ryuk relented, floating backward with a gleeful smirk. Light slumped in his chair, gasping for breath, glaring daggers at the Shinigami.

“Seriously what's gotten into you,” Light muttered, straightening his clothes and running a hand through his hair in a futile attempt to restore his dignity.

Ryuk chuckled, still grinning from ear to ear. “Oh, come on, Light. Admit it! That was fun. For me, at least!”

Light shot him a murderous look. “If you ever do that again, I’ll write your name in the Death Note.”

Ryuk cackled once more, completely unfazed. “Oh, Light… as if you’d get rid of me. Who else would make you laugh like that?”

Light rolled his eyes, muttering under his breath, but Ryuk only continued to float around the room, still amused by his newfound discovery.

And though Light would never admit it out loud, he knew he’d have to stay on his guard from now on - because Ryuk had found yet another way to torment him.

[cathgintik]

Nozel Silva Headcanons

For all of us Nozel fans! (The club of, at most, 15 isolated people that we are-)

In order of Headcanons: In general, In Relationships, Tickle Headcanons and NSFW headcanons

Fanart for the cover of @cringeyvanillamilk

In general:

•Cat lover, the kind of person who adores cats. Really the type who's grumpy and smiles instantly when he sees a kitten. •Sweets and wine are her thing, unfortunately not admitted due to a lack of choice given her noble background. •Tsundere, no comment, that was obvious.

In relationships:

•He's a bit shy, but deep down he cares about his partner.

•He blushes at compliments from his romantic interest (whether the interest is real or not).

•His way of showing love is through acts of service, but from time to time he speaks words of love. On special occasions, as expected, he gives gifts.

•He's grumpy with everyone... except his romantic interest: with him, he's sweet, even if a bit withdrawn.

Tickle Headcanons:

•Stupidly and adorably ticklish. And he hates it while his dear friends not at all mischievous... take advantage of it especially his rival with benefits, Fuegoleon Vermillion.

•It's the type where the laughter gradually increases at some moments but remains constant at others. Every now and then he lets out little cries, usually accompanied by swear words. This means that the tickling is intense enough that he can't hide it.

•Touches on his ribs make him jump, he flinches if you grab him in the armpits, but nothing compares to the level of wanting to kill the person who dared touch his feet. Not that he isn't sensitive in other areas, but I think he's really ticklish on his feet and he wouldn't let anyone who brought up that subject get away with it (literally. Cough, bad joke but I couldn't resist, pardonne-moi).

•When he starts laughing for real, he begins to gasp between laughs, and while you enjoy this reaction of his, he tries to hit you (failing miserably, managing to land light taps wherever he can. Correction: if he manages to land any kind of slap anywhere, to begin with...)

•He struggles a lot and writhes but can hardly muster the strength to truly escape.

•It's not as sensitive on the neck, but if someone blows on it (not like blowing out a candle, but like when you test if the air is cold with an "A" motion of your mouth), He jumps or squirms, visibly with a stubborn smile that he wants to get rid of but can't. Yes, he won't admit it, but it tickled him a little...

NSFW (sexual preferences):

•Legs and back: this man is really into legs, he finds them very sexy. Thighs, by extension? Yes, he has a thing for legs and thighs. A big thing. But backs are sexy to him too.

•Men or women? Well, does it really matter? Whoever eats them all doesn't go hungry ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ...Men, yes, he likes men. He finds them more attractive.

•He's usually a top, but sometimes he's a bottom too. He enjoys both, but generally prefers control.

•The type that moans a lot and scratches the partner even more, whether a top or bottom on bed.

•Erotic literature is definitely his thing. He really enjoys the classics, but he's definitely into a Marquis de Sade style (like 50 Shades of Grey, but Victorian, basically. See Google for sordid details...)

[veryblushyswitch]

Sonic X ~ Episode 52 (English dubbed) ✨

[madison-funhouse]

"You're Being Childish"

Summary: Gaoshun notices Jinshi is in a mood and decides there's an easy way to get him out of it.

Lee: Jinshi 💜

Ler: Gaoshun

⚠️ this is a tickle fic ⚠️

Hope you enjoy! ~ This might be one of my favorite fics yet 🙈

The air in Jinshi’s private study was thick with tension, the kind that only arose when the man was deep in thought—or deep in frustration. His brows were furrowed, and his normally composed face was taut with annoyance. He leaned over the desk, papers scattered in front of him, but his gaze was distant. The usual aura of grace and control that surrounded Jinshi seemed to have dissolved, replaced by a rare moment of irritation.

Gaoshun, ever observant, stood by the door, watching Jinshi for a long moment. His normally calm expression shifted to one of concern, though he kept his approach light.

"Jinshi," he said softly, crossing the room and stopping at the desk, where Jinshi barely acknowledged his presence. "You look like you've been chewing on a thorn. What’s bothering you?"

Jinshi sighed deeply, glancing at Gaoshun with a flicker of frustration in his eyes. "Nothing you need to worry about. Just... a small matter I need to handle." He dismissed the conversation with a wave, but his voice betrayed his inner tension.

Gaoshun tilted his head, studying his master. Jinshi’s shoulders were hunched, and the usual confident, almost smug expression had faded. This wasn’t the Jinshi he knew—the one who always carried himself with poise and composure. No, this man before him was... less than his usual self.

"You know," Gaoshun said with a teasing tone, "you really ought to stop acting like this. You're being a bit... childish, don’t you think?"

Jinshi, looking exasperated, gave him a sharp look. "I am not being childish. I am simply... occupied," he muttered, his voice tight.

Gaoshun, however, wasn’t going to let it slide so easily. He smiled mischievously. "Occupied, huh? You look like you’ve been sulking. Why not let it go for a moment? There’s more to life than reports and concerns."

Jinshi didn’t respond, too deep in his thoughts to even argue. Gaoshun, now fully convinced that his master needed a distraction, let out a quiet chuckle. He’d dealt with Jinshi’s moods before, and he knew just the remedy.

"Well," Gaoshun said casually, stepping closer to the desk, "if you’re not going to cheer up, I’ll have to help you out. You look like you need a little... fun."

Jinshi gave him a pointed, annoyed look. "I don’t need fun, Gaoshun. I need peace."

Gaoshun raised an eyebrow. "You call that peace?" He reached down and, without warning, lightly poked Jinshi’s side—right under the ribs.

Jinshi jumped in his chair, his back straightening instantly, a sharp, surprised gasp escaping his lips. His eyes widened. "Gaoshun, what are you—?"

Gaoshun ignored him, his fingers dancing quickly over Jinshi’s side, lightly skimming over the sensitive skin. "Oh? You are ticklish," Gaoshun mused, his voice teasing. "I never thought the mighty Jinshi could be brought to giggles by a simple poke."

Jinshi’s face flushed slightly, a laugh bubbling out of him before he could suppress it. "Ihihi—Gaoshun!" he protested weakly, but the protest was undermined by the fact that his body was already squirming in the chair. His lips pressed tightly together in an attempt to keep the laughter at bay, but it was no use. Gaoshun’s fingers seemed to have a mind of their own.

"Oh, what’s this?" Gaoshun continued, his voice light and playful, though his hands were becoming more persistent. "The stoic Jinshi, reduced to a giggling mess. How... charming."

Jinshi, now unable to remain composed, let out a small, uncontrollable laugh. "Nahaha! Stop it! I—" But before he could finish the sentence, Gaoshun pressed in a little harder, his fingers finding their way into the side of his ribs.

"No can do, Jinshi," Gaoshun teased, his hands moving expertly along the sensitive spot. "You’re being childish, after all. Let’s see how much more childish you can be."

Jinshi’s breath hitched, and he doubled over slightly in his seat, trying to escape the tickling. His normally unflappable self was slipping away, and soon, a full-on laugh escaped him. "AHAHAHA Gaoshun, stoHOHOhop! I’m not—ahahaha—beheing childish!" He tried to speak between bursts of laughter, his usually formal speech turning into a series of giggles.

Gaoshun grinned, clearly enjoying this rare moment of seeing Jinshi so unguarded. "Oh, I think you are. A very ticklish child, at that."

Jinshi’s attempts to stay composed faltered as Gaoshun’s fingers found another vulnerable spot, just below his ribs. The effect was immediate—Jinshi burst into deeper laughter, his entire body jerking with each new touch. He clutched at his sides, squirming desperately in the chair, but the tickling just wouldn’t stop.

"Ahhh AHAHAahahaha! Please! Nohohot there!" Jinshi gasped out, his face flushed with both embarrassment and the uncontrollable joy of the laughter. His hands shot up to try to push Gaoshun’s hands away, but he couldn’t stop himself from laughing harder.

Gaoshun, never one to back down from a challenge, pressed his advantage. "Not there? But you sound so childish when you laugh like that."

Jinshi, his body wriggling in the chair, could barely get out a coherent thought. "I—hahaha—stohop calling mehehe a child!" he protested weakly, though it was clear from the way his laughter was building that he was losing his grip.

Gaoshun’s fingers moved faster, more deliberately now, working their way around Jinshi’s waist and along his sides, the pressure and speed increasing. The effect was immediate—Jinshi’s laughter grew louder, a deep, throaty sound that filled the room. He tried to wriggle free, but Gaoshun was too persistent, tickling him in a way that had Jinshi gasping between belly laughs.

"You are a child, Jinshi. A very ticklish, giggly one!" Gaoshun teased, his hands relentless.

Jinshi could barely breathe between his fits of laughter, his entire body shaking from the ticklish assault. His attempts to sound dignified fell apart as his laughter turned into uncontrollable giggles. "Nohohot!—hahaha—I’m nohohohot—ahhahahaha—stohohop, plehehease!" he gasped, his voice wavering with every new burst of laughter.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Gaoshun relented, pulling his hands away. Jinshi slumped back in his chair, breathless, his face beet red from both laughter and exertion. He wiped his eyes quickly, still catching his breath, his chest heaving with the remnants of his deep belly laughs.

Gaoshun stepped back with a grin, satisfied with the result. "There. Now you look much better, Jinshi. A little lightheartedness was just what you needed, don't you think?"

Jinshi, still recovering, gave Gaoshun a weak glare, but there was no venom in it. He couldn't even maintain his usual sharpness after such an intense round of tickling. His smile, albeit reluctant, tugged at the corners of his lips. "You’re insufferable, Gaoshun."

Gaoshun raised his hands in mock surrender. "I’m just here to help, Jinshi. I wouldn’t want you to remain all... sulky and serious."

Jinshi chuckled softly, rubbing his side where Gaoshun’s fingers had been most relentless. "You have a strange way of helping."

"Everyone needs a little laughter, Jinshi," Gaoshun said, his grin never fading. "Even you."

Jinshi finally allowed himself to relax, the tension melting from his shoulders. Though the embarrassment still lingered, there was a lightness in the air now—something Gaoshun’s antics had clearly accomplished. Jinshi leaned back in his chair, a soft chuckle escaping his lips as he glanced at his servant.

"You’re lucky," Jinshi muttered, still catching his breath. "I’ll get you back for this."

Gaoshun only laughed. "I’m counting on it."

And with that, the two shared a brief moment of peace—one where Jinshi had, for once, been caught off guard, but it was a reminder that even the most serious of men could find joy in the simplest of things.

[cathgintik]

Hi!

I'm a trans brazilian artist and have twenty-seven years old, but I only draw as a hobby, so I don't do commissions yet, but I accept requests! This is my tickling account, so my tickling posts will be here. However, please send requests to my other account: @yeahgingeruh. I also accept requests for tickle fanfiction and headcanons in addition to drawings.

My fandoms that I accept requests for include:

Twisted Wonderland

Black Clover

Saint Seiya (only up to Hades' Sage of the Classic series and The Lost Canvas)

Moriarty The Patriot

Genshin Impact

Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba

Record of Ragnarok

The Dragon Prince: Mystery of Aaravos

Yu-Gi-Oh (season 0 and Duel Monsters only)

Beyblade (only season 1 of the classic séries)

The Legend of Vox Machina

Blue Period

That's all I can remember off the top of my head. But you can ask me here about any fandom, and depending on the situation, I might even participate. You can ask any questions in direct messages or in the asks section of this blog.

Kisses, everyone!