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Fang-tastic Treatment

A/N: Of course I had to choose this fandom for today. Ah it really felt nostalgic to write for them again. Hope you enjoy. Number 09 - Vampire - of @vqler's Tickletober prompt list of 2025 ft. Mahiru and Kuro from Servamp.

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The soft glow of jack-o'-lantern string lights lit up the small living room, casting cozy orange flickers across the walls. Plastic bats hung from the corners, and a pumpkin-scented candle flickered gently beside a cluttered table stacked with half-eaten chocolates, empty cocoa mugs and wrappers from Halloween snacks they had nibbled on through the movie.

Mahiru sat stiffly on the couch, staring straight ahead at the black TV screen. His brow was slightly furrowed, his mouth a thin line. He didn’t even flinch when a half-wrapped caramel fell off the table and landed beside his foot. Kuro lay draped across the couch like a discarded blanket, his leg lazily twitching.

He blinked up at Mahiru with mild confusion. They’d just finished watching a vampire romance movie. A very steamy, melodramatic vampire romance movie.

The kind where the vampire hero constantly swept the heroine into his arms, whispered sweet nothings into her ear, nuzzled her neck with poetic lines about eternity and, of course, always protected her with tragic, immortal devotion. Kuro yawned. “That movie was weird. All that biting stuff, kinda dramatic.” “…Yeah,” Mahiru muttered. Kuro's ears flicked.

That tone wasn’t normal. He squinted, trying to remember if Mahiru had been like that all evening. Come to think of it… during the movie, Mahiru had kept glancing over at him, his eyes full of questions but never asking them out loud. He’d sat stiff the whole time. Too stiff.

Not like the usual Mahiru who'd tug Kuro into his side or absentmindedly run fingers through his hair while they watched something. Now the credits were over and Mahiru still hadn’t said a word. Kuro stared, then flopped onto his stomach and crawled a little closer, nudging Mahiru’s arm. “…Did I do something?” “No,” Mahiru said flatly. “…Then why’re you pouting?”

“I’m not pouting.” Kuro raised an eyebrow, sat up slowly, and without a word, pushed Mahiru down flat onto the couch. “Wha- Kuro?!” Mahiru gasped, blinking up at the vampire now straddling his waist. The blue-haired gave him a lazy look, his ears twitching slightly. “I can feel it. You’re grumpy and it’s annoying. I can’t nap when your mood’s all over the place.”

The brunette turned red instantly. “W-What are you talking about? Get off!” But before he could wriggle free, Kuro’s fingers pressed lightly into his Eve’s sides, wiggling in slow, deliberate motions. Mahiru squeaked. “AHhAhhah whAhaiHIhit!”

“No, I don’t wanna,” Kuro mumbled, a small, mischievous smile forming as he began tickling Mahiru's sides and lower ribs, his claws skimming with precise gentleness. “KU-KURO!! Wahaha!! Cuhut it out!!” “Not until you tell me what’s up,” Kuro said in a calm tone while his fingers worked their way into his sensitive spots, drawing out startled laughter.

“You’ve been acting weird since that dumb movie. You didn’t even share your last truffle.” “I-It’s just candy!! AH! NO- hahaha, not there!” Kuro raised an eyebrow and slowly shifted his fingers higher, sneaking under Mahiru’s hoodie to gently scratch at the skin just beneath his ribs. “Stop it! EhHEhhe! I-I giHihive up, I give up!” “Not until you spill,” he said, smirking now.

Mahiru squirmed, cheeks bright pink as he slapped weakly at the other’s arms. “I-It’s duHuhumb, o-oHokay?! You’ll just laugh!!” “I won’t laugh, promise,” Kuro drawled, lightly dancing his fingers up Mahiru’s stomach. The younger boy squealed and turned his head away, giggling uncontrollably. “OKAHAY OKAY OKAY!!”

Kuro paused his tickling, watching the brunette's chest rise and fall as he caught his breath. His face was flushed, his lips parted, his eyes flicking away nervously. Kuro leaned down a little. “So?” Mahiru bit his lip, groaned, then covered his face with one hand. “I… I just thought… That vampire in the movie, he was just so... gentleman-like and... touchy.”

“…Touchy?” Kuro repeated, blinking. Mahiru peeked out between his fingers, red as a tomato. “You know, all the romantic stuff! He kept saying things like ‘Your warmth is a curse I welcome’ and kept... cuddling her neck and brushing her cheek and- Ugh!! I know it’s cheesy but-!” Kuro tilted his head. “You’re jealous of the girl in the movie?”

The other looked away again. “...Maybe.” A beat of silence, then Kuro’s eyes grew bigger, as if he had a sudden idea. “If that’s what you want…” “Wait- what?” Before Mahiru could react, he leaned down and nuzzled his lips right into the side of his neck. “W-WAIT!! KUHUHURO!!” he squealed, surprised how much the touch tickled.

Mahiru shrieked, squirming violently beneath him, his laughter breaking loose again as Kuro planted small, teasing kisses and lazy tickly nuzzles along his neck. “NOOOHOHOHO!! STAHAHAHAP!!” It felt warm, ticklish, strange and yet so much needed.

“I thought this was what you wanted,” Kuro teased, his fangs gently grazing the surface in a mock bite that made Mahiru twitch so hard he nearly flung them both off the couch. “I-I WAS JOKING!! I MEAN- NOT REALLY!!” The Servamp chuckled and slid his fingers back to Mahiru’s hips, tickling along the waistband and making him arch off the couch.

“Make up your mind Ma-hi-ru~” “S-SORRY!! I’M SORRY!! HAHAHA!! OKAY I ADMIT IT!! I WANTED CUDDLES!! AND TICKLES!! AND ROMANCE STUFF!!” “Hmm.” Kuro finally sat up, letting him breathe again. Mahiru lied on the couch, panting and flushed. He looked absolutely wrecked - and absurdly adorable.

Kuro, still sitting on his stomach, looked down at his Eve and smiled softly. “Satisfied now?” Mahiru swallowed and gave a small, sheepish nod. “...Maybe.” The Servamp of Sloth raised an eyebrow. Mahiru looked away shyly. “I mean... Maybe if you tickled me a little more, I’d be fully satisfied.” There was a long pause.

Kuro sighed, flopping forward to lie half on top of Mahiru again. “You’re such a handful,” he whispered in a low voice, but you could still feel the affection and warmth in his words. “P-Pretty please?” Mahiru mumbled. “Tch… You’re lucky I’m too lazy to get up,” Kuro muttered.

Without warning, his fingers dove back under his hoodie, lazily dancing along the soft skin of his bare stomach and sides again, reigniting the cheerful, high-pitched laughter that had filled the room just minutes earlier.

“WAHAHA!! KURO!! Y-You’re the beHEst!! I LOVE IHIT BUT IT TIHICKLES SOHOHO MUHUCH!!” the brunette chuckled again, hugging him, keeping him close and by his side. Kuro grinned into Mahiru’s shoulder, his feet flicking lazily behind him as he whispered: “For you… I’ll make an exception…. Just tonight.” The movie had long ended but the romance would continue…

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Would you do lee!Kuro and Ler!Mahiru from Servamp? You don’t have to! Just a small idea ^^ <3 luv your art!

sleepy ash !!!!! ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡ i was reminded of how sweet and cute kuro-chan is while drawing this. seeing such a drowsy kitty makes you want to take advantage (づ￣ ³￣)づ

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Early Morning Antics

A/N: Final day! I can’t believe how quickly these days had passed. I’m looking back at a month full of amazing creations and I really had a lot of fun with it. Number 31 - Rest - of @lovelynim's Tickletober prompt list of 2024 ft. Mahiru and Kuro from Servamp.

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Saturday morning in Mahiru's apartment usually meant a peaceful start to the day: Making breakfast, tidying up, and getting a few things done before the afternoon. But today was different. Mahiru stood in the middle of the kitchen, staring into an almost empty fridge. His eyebrows twitched in frustration as he took in the barren shelves.

A single egg, a bottle of soy sauce, and some wilting lettuce were all that remained. He knew exactly who was to blame for this. "Kuro!" Mahiru called out, his voice filled with mild annoyance as he shut the fridge door a little harder than necessary.

He marched back into the living room, where the object of his frustration was still lounging on the sofa, curled up under a blanket with his eyes closed, looking perfectly content in his sleep. His gaming console was lying next to him, still warm from the night’s activities.

Mahiru sighed. “Kuro, wake up. We need to go grocery shopping,” he said, giving the blanket-covered lump a small nudge with his foot. The Servamp of Sloth grumbled under his breath, not bothering to open his eyes. “Too early,” he mumbled, pulling the blanket over his head to block out the daylight streaming in through the window, “let me sleep a bit longer…”

Mahiru’s eyebrow twitched again. He could already imagine Kuro raiding the fridge in the middle of the night, snacking on everything in sight while playing games. “Kuro, we don’t have any food left. You ate almost everything!” Mahiru persisted, his voice edging toward exasperation. Kuro peeked one eye open, his expression unbothered.

“Just let me sleep, Mahiru…” he drawled lazily, his voice trailing off as he tried to burrow deeper into his blanket cocoon. Mahiru crossed his arms, determined not to let Kuro’s sluggishness win this time. “No way! Get up! We have to- Hey!”

Before he could finish his sentence, Kuro suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm, pulling him onto the couch with surprising speed for someone so sleepy. In an instant, Mahiru found himself lying beside Kuro, who had shifted to make room. Before he could react, Kuro’s arms wrapped around him, trapping him in a surprisingly strong embrace.

“Fine. Then stay here with me,” Kuro muttered in his sleepy voice as he nuzzled his face into the crook of Mahiru’s neck. The brunette’s eyes widened in surprise. “H-Hey, let go! This isn’t fair!” he protested, squirming in Kuro’s grip, but his movements were futile against the Servamp’s inhuman strength.

He tried to push away, but Kuro’s grip was firm, holding him securely in place. A low chuckle escaped Kuro’s lips and Mahiru could hear the amusement in his voice. “You’re too energetic for this early in the morning, Mahiru,” he said softly, his breath tickling Mahiru’s neck, “maybe I should tire you out a little so we can both get some rest.”

Mahiru’s heart skipped a beat as he felt Kuro’s fingers start to lightly prod his sides. “W-Wait, Kuro- pfft ahAhahahha doHOhon’t!” he squeaked, his voice breaking into giggles as the tickling began. Kuro’s grin widened as he continued to squeeze Mahiru’s sides, his fingers dancing over the sensitive spots just above his hips.

“You’re so cute when you laugh like this,” Kuro mused, his voice low and teasing. I could listen to this all day. Mahiru’s giggles quickly turned into full-blown laughter as his tickling intensified. He squirmed and kicked out, trying to twist away from Kuro’s relentless fingers, but it was no use.

The Servamp’s arms held him securely, and every time Mahiru tried to pull away, Kuro’s grip only tightened. “K-Kuro, hahAhahha stop it! I-I nehEhehed to go shoOHhopping!” Mahiru managed to gasp out in-between his laughter, his voice high-pitched and breathless.

Kuro didn’t stop - If anything, Mahiru’s laughter only encouraged him to keep going. His fingers moved up to the Eve’s ribs, tickling with a new intensity that had him arching his back and letting out a surprised squeal. “N-No, nHOhohot theHEhere! KuHuhuro!” Mahiru pleaded, his face turning red from both laughter and embarrassment.

His body trembled as his fingers found the sensitive spots between his ribs, pressing right in-between them, his laughter growing louder and more desperate. Kuro chuckled softly, his lips brushing against Mahiru’s neck as he continued his playful assault.

“You’re so easy to tease, Mahiru,” he murmured. He nuzzled his face into the side of Mahiru’s neck, the sensation adding a new layer of ticklishness that had Mahiru’s laughter spilling out uncontrollably. “K-Kuro, coOHome on, ehEhehnough plehEhease!” Mahiru’s voice was breathless, his body twisting and turning in Kuro’s arms, but he couldn’t escape.

The ticklish sensations were overwhelming and his energy was quickly draining away. Kuro’s hands moved down, his fingers slipping under Mahiru’s shirt to tickle the soft skin of his stomach. Mahiru’s laughter hit a new pitch, his body shaking as he tried to pull away.

“AhHaha noHohot theHere- Kuro, no! Not my stomach!” he cried out, sucking in his stomach, his voice breaking into helpless giggles. But the other just smiled, his fingers exploring the ticklish spots on Mahiru’s stomach with gentle, teasing touches. “You should have just stayed in bed Mahiru,” he said with a soft laugh, his voice full of amusement.

The ticklish assault continued for another minute - which just felt like an eternity for the ticklish brunette - before Kuro finally slowed his tickling, giving his Eve a moment to catch his breath. Mahiru lay panting in Kuro’s arms, his face flushed and his body trembling from the ticklish ordeal.

“You’re lucky you’re cute,” Kuro murmured, a small smile playing at his lips as he looked down at Mahiru’s flushed face, “makes me want to cuddle you forever.” Mahiru, still panting and giggling softly, shot Kuro a half-hearted glare. “Y-You’re insufferable,” he muttered, but couldn’t deny that his current position wasn’t that uncomfortable.

His eyelids felt heavy, his body starting to relax involuntarily. Kuro chuckled, pulling Mahiru closer and adjusting the blanket around them. “Just rest a bit,” he said, his voice softening, “I’ll do the shopping later. You need to calm down and rest.”

Mahiru’s initial resistance began to fade as the warmth of Kuro’s embrace and the softness of the soft cushion beneath him began to lull him into a slumber. He felt Kuro’s fingers lazily stroking his back and his eyelids grew heavier with each passing second.

The exhaustion from laughing and kicking out combined with the cozy warmth wrapped around him was too much to fight. Kuro watched with a satisfied smile as Mahiru’s breathing slowed, his eyes fluttering shut. “That’s it… just relax,” he whispered, his voice barely audible.

Within moments Mahiru had drifted off to sleep, his body snug against Kuro’s. The Servamp glanced down at him, a soft chuckle escaping his lips. “Cute little Eve,” he murmured, pressing a light kiss into Mahiru’s neck, “always trying so hard.”

Kuro’s own eyes began to close as the warmth of the bed and the comfort of holding Mahiru lulled him into a state of relaxation. “Guess I can take care of things later,” he mumbled to himself, his voice heavy with drowsiness.

As he drifted off to sleep, still holding Mahiru close, a content smile lingered on his lips. The quiet morning gave way to a peaceful slumber, the two of them still wrapped in each other’s warmth, their breaths steady and calm and for a little while, everything felt just right.

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After part 01 & part 02 we got part 03 of @skribblz colored artworks~ I especially like how the Kimetsu no Yaiba ones turned out to look~

Links to the original sources once again below:

Kimetsu 01 * Kimetsu 02

Haikyuu 01 * Haikyuu 02

Haikyuu 03 * Haikyuu 04

Servamp * Legend of Zelda Twilight Princess

Free! * Doukyuusei

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Kuro's Cuddle Comfort

A/N: Reminiscing in memories and writing a little something about a long-forgotten anime. I still adore Mahiru and Kuro and the Eve-Servamp-duo is just too good to ignore them.

Summary: When Mahiru's is feeling under the weather, a little black hero is here to save the day or else a Servamp being a literal pussy cat.

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Mahiru was feeling down. He had been working hard on his school assignments, but they just didn't seem to be coming together the way he wanted them to. To make matters worse, he had also had a fight with one of his friends, leaving him feeling isolated and alone.

As he sat on his bed, staring at his unfinished work, he felt a soft weight jump onto his lap. Looking down, he saw Kuro, his loyal Servamp, staring up at him with his bright red eyes. "Hey there, little guy," Mahiru said, stroking Kuro's fur, "what are you doing here?" Kuro simply purred in response, curling up in Mahiru's lap and nuzzling his face.

Mahiru couldn't help but smile at the cat's affection, and soon he found himself feeling a little bit better. As he continued to pet Kuro, the cat suddenly jumped up onto his chest and began licking his face.

The reaction was instant, and the brunette couldn't help but laugh at the unexpected display of affection, and soon he was giggling uncontrollably as Kuro continued to shower him with more kisses, sliding his rough tongue over his cheek, leaving a small trace of saliva on it.

"HahaHaha~ Okay, okaHay, that's enough," Mahiru said, wiping his face, "you're so silly, Kuro," he giggled, a slight blush showed on his cheeks. He carefully grabbed the cat and placed it back on his lap and crawled it under his chin. But Kuro wasn't done yet with cheering up his Eve and crawled up once more, beginning to nuzzle into his neck.

Mahiru let out a laugh as Kuro's whiskers tickled his skin, and soon he was giggling uncontrollably as the cat continued to nuzzle and tickle him with ease, the soft skin of his neck turning out to be rather weak against his "cuddle attack".

"KuHuhuro, stoHOhop~ AhahHahaha, noHohot theHEre~" the brunette laughed, leaning back against the wall next to his bed, as the laughter was overcoming him. He couldn't remember the last time he had been tickled but the feeling wasn't unwelcome and seeing Kuro so playful and full of energy for his sake made the Eve really happy.

The small cat though made no attempts to listen to him and played deaf, using once against his tongue, licking over his neck and even reaching up for his already reddened ear, causing a new wave of high-pitched giggle from the other. Mahiru couldn't hold it out any longer and carefully tried grabbing the black culprit, the feeling being just too ticklish for him.  

He carefully tried reaching for him, but the cat just slipped out of his reach whenever the brunette thought he had him. Kuro then began using his little paws to tickle Mahiru's ear again, making him squirm and giggle even more and when Mahiru tried to push him away, Kuro used his tail to tickle his face, making him laugh even harder.

It felt even softer than a feather and the Eve really wondered how it could feel so soft and comforting and yet so ticklish. "HahaHAhah~ StoHohOhop it, Kuro! I cahAhahn't~" Mahiru managed to say in-between his laughs, but he couldn't help but smile at the cat's antics.

Kuro simply purred in response, content to snuggle with his beloved Eve and provide him with all the comfort and love he needed and Mahiru couldn't help but feel grateful for his loyal Servamp, who always knew just how to cheer him up when he was feeling down.

This back and forth continued for a few more minutes, also because the Eve wanted to enjoy the light tickling a bit longer, before he finally managed to grab the little cat in his hands, holding him in front of his face and nuzzled there noses together, before earning another lick more the cat, making him chuckle.

When their eyes met, Kuro could see the light returning to his eyes and he happily meowed in response, settling back down onto Mahiru's lap and gazing up at him with his big eyes, as if he was waiting for something. Mahiru just chuckled at this and began to scratch him under his chin, purring sounds filling the room as the cat leaned into the touch.

Mahiru couldn't help but smile as he continued to pet his Servamp, feeling the warmth of Kuro's body and the softness of his fur as his fingers as his fingers slid through it. "Thanks, Kuro," Mahiru said, smiling down at the cat, "I needed that."

Kuro simply purred in response, content to snuggle with his beloved Eve and provide him with all the comfort and love he needed. As he continued to purr contentedly on Mahiru's lap, Mahiru couldn't help but feel grateful for his Servamp's presence. It always amazed him how Kuro could sense when he was feeling down and always knew just how to cheer him up.

Feeling a sudden wave of affection, Mahiru reached down and started scratching Kuro's tummy. Kuro's purrs grew louder in response, and Mahiru couldn't help but smile as he watched the cat wriggle with pleasure. "Oh, I see, I'm not the only ticklish one here," the brunette teased as he scratched the tiny tummy that fitting perfectly in one of is palms.

After a few minutes of tummy scratches, Mahiru moved his hand up to Kuro's ears and started rubbing them gently. Kuro's eyes closed in bliss, and Mahiru couldn't help but feel a warm sense of satisfaction at the sight of his Servamp so content. "Thanks for being here for me, Kuro," Mahiru said, his voice soft, "I really appreciate it."

Kuro simply opened his eyes and gave Mahiru a slow blink in response, a sign of his own affection and appreciation. The two of them sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes, enjoying each other's company and the warmth of the room.

Eventually, Mahiru finished his scratches and leaned back against the pillows, feeling much more relaxed than he had before. Kuro stayed in his lap, his head resting against Mahiru's leg, and the two of them continued to bask in the peacefulness of the moment.

Mahiru knew that he still had work to do and problems to solve, but for the moment, he was content to simply be with his Servamp and let himself unwind. And thanks to Kuro's cuddles and affection, he knew that he would be able to face whatever challenges came his way. _________________________________________

As the evening wore on, Mahiru and Kuro stayed in Mahiru's room, enjoying each other's company and the peacefulness of the moment. Eventually, Mahiru got up to make some tea, and Kuro followed him into the kitchen, his tail swishing happily behind him.

As the brunette brewed the tea, Kuro hopped up onto the counter and watched him curiously. Mahiru couldn't help but smile at the sight of the cat's bright eyes and twitching whiskers, and he found himself feeling grateful for Kuro's company once again.

After a few minutes, the tea was ready, and Mahiru poured a cup for himself and one for Kuro. As he handed the cat his saucer, he couldn't help but laugh at the sight of Kuro lapping up the tea with his little pink tongue. "You're such a goofball, Kuro," Mahiru said, shaking his head in amusement.

Kuro meowed in response, content to enjoy his tea and his time with his beloved Eve. And as Mahiru sat at the table, sipping his own tea and watching the cat, he knew that he was exactly where he needed to be: Surrounded by love, comfort, and the warmth of the moment.

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Help Me, Would You

A/N: Story had been written by @the-floofinator

Summary: Mahiru is cleaning up around the house and wants a little bit of help from Kuro, but he’s being lazy. Upon seeing this, Mahiru tries to use a certain one of the Servamp’s weaknesses against him! He isn’t going down without at least a little bit of revenge, though!

Mahiru sighed as he ran his fingers through his hair, glancing around the now straightened up room. He had been cleaning up for the past hour or so and was beginning to get tired. Several times before, he’d asked Kuro to help him out, but each and every time, he never got what he wanted.

“Kurooo? Will you come out here and help me already? Please?” he called. No response, almost as expected. “Kuro?” Mahiru walked to the couch where the lazy Kuro was dozing off. He sighed and crossed his arms, shaking his head.

“Seriously? Kuro, get up and help me!” he said, shaking Kuro by the shoulders. “Nnngh... Mahiru... What is it? I’m busy…” he whined. “Busy with what? You’re literally just laying down!” Mahiru rolled his eyes.

“Sleeping. Now, quiet down a bit,” he mumbled, turning away from the irritated teen. “So then you’re not busy. Which means you can help me. So, please get up,” he said, hoping he would. And what did he do? The exact opposite.

“Aw, come on! Don’t make me... Don’t make me... um... Use my special attack,” he warned. “Nice one,” Kuro’s response came, muffled by the pillow he had his face burrowed in, earning a groan from Mahiru. The sound of shuffling was heard for a few moments before Mahiru spoke again.

“Oh, Kuro…” he sang with a teasy tone. Kuro’s eyes immediately shot open, revealing Mahiru towering over him with a smirk. They both knew what that meant. “Mahiru, w-wait...” he moved away, but was interrupted when the mentioned grabbed him by the hips. “S-Stohop!”

“I won’t stop until you help me,” Mahiru countered, wiggled his fingers over Kuro’s outer thighs. “Mahiru,” he gasped, jerking slightly. “You’re suhuch a pahahain!” “It’s also a pain to do this work alone. So please. Get. Up.” he demanded. “I wihill if you’d stahahap!” Kuro giggled, gently shoving Mahiru.

“So, if I stop, you won’t go back to sleep, you’ll get up, and you’ll help me?” he asked. “Yehes!” “Alright. I’ll trust you on this one,” he nodded, ceasing his playful attack. Though, the moment he left the room, Kuro turned over and closed his eyes again.

“Kuro, I swear if you...” Mahiru started, poking his head through the door again. “Really?!” “I’m not sleeping, so you shouldn’t be mad,” he said. “But you said you’d get up!” “That’s what you said.” “It doesn’t matter! Come on!” Mahiru quickly started clawing at Kuro’s knees, which worked surprisingly well.

“Mahiru! N-NOhooo!” he yelped. “This wouldn’t be happening if you’d listen to me!” Mahiru stated, using one hand to slide his hand up Kuro’s shirt, fluttering his fingers over his belly.

“St-Stop thahat! Plehease!” he weakly pawed at the arms of his tickler. “I’ll gehet uhup, okay?” “That’s what you said last time,” Mahiru said doubtfully. Kuro looked up at him with a tired look, and that’s what made him stop.

“Oh, alright. But I’m not leaving until I’m certain that you’re going to help me,” he stood back and watched. Kuro sighed as he reluctantly sat up, shifting to a standing position. “Let’s get this over with,” he mumbled.

The two of them walked into the messy kitchen, scanning where they would start. As Mahiru began picking up the larger objects and moving them to the side, Kuro leaned against the wall, observing.

It was then when he saw a small, new-looking broom across the room and an idea formed in his head. He snuck over and plucked a few bristles off of the end before tip-toeing behind the unaware Mahiru and slowly dragging them down his neck. He squeaked before reaching up and slapping his neck, ridding the sensations.

“W-Wha-? Kuro! Get to work!” he scolded. “I’m doing something right now...” Kuro murmured in return. “And what might that b- aaaaha!” Kuro had begun poking and prodding Mahiru’s sides and loud, bubbly giggles began slipping from him.

“Kuroho! Whyyy?!” “Revenge purposes,” he replied simply. “Cohome ooon! This isn’t f-fahahair!” “Yes it is. You tickled me, so I have to tickle you back,” he said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Besides, you looked sort of stressed, so I thought this might help,” he added, letting up on Mahiru.

“Ahaah... That’s very thoughtful of you. Thank you,” he smiled. “Now, can we-” “Don’t finish that thought. I have better plans,” Kuro took his Eve by the wrist and dragged them back to where they were before: The living room, standing by the couch.

“Kuro, why are we...?” “No questions, just relax,” he hummed as he snaked his arms around Mahiru’s waist, pulling him onto the couch. “Wait! We still have work to do,” he protested. “Hahhh... Lay it off. Take a break; you need it.”

“…Ah, alright. But only for an hour. Or two. Three, maybe. No, no, I’m getting ahead of myse-” “Mahiru. Just relax. Let’s spend the rest of the day resting. We’ll finish tomorrow. And yes, I’ll help,” Kuro suggested.

“That sounds good. Okay, then it’s settled,” Mahiru decided, turning to face the Servamp, cuddling up close to his chest. “You’d better not break this promise, though!” “I won’t, I won’t,” he smiled gently, ruffling Mahiru’s hair.

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Servamp Tickle HC

A/N: I recently re-reread a tickle fic about this anime, which lead me to write some tickle headcanons for this trio. I’m also still following the manga up to now and Mahiru is for me still one of these characters you wish to have as a friend~ I think it’s actually not one of best headcanons, yet I still wanted to share it with you.

Mahiru, Kuro & Sakuya

Mahiru is an open-minded and friendly person. He's not afraid of showing others the feelings inside his heart or the thoughts inside his mind, laughing freely whenever someone’s tickles him, whatever the reason. He prefers simplicity over difficulty and therefore mostly does tickling as the best way to cheer someone up or make them laugh. He also has a small amount of patience, typically raising his voice when he's irritated or annoyed, mostly due to a certain cat living together with him. He also often takes the role of the ‘mother hen’ because he tends to act more mature than his friends or those around him. However, the brunette knows how to use his words wisely for encouragement, almost always knowing exactly what to say and what not to say. When tickling others, he mostly keeps the touch gently and playful, not being the type to tease the other too much. For him, tickling is just a way to have fun and make each other happy. An exception might be his tickle fights with Sakuya on when Kuro is extremely lazy once in a while. In latter’s case his thread of patience snaps rather quickly and leads him to be a bit more rough when tickling him. However, he can't be angry with his Servamp for too long. Mostly, Kuro gets him with his cat form, making him giggle and forgive him easily. Kuro has mastered this technique over the time he spends together with him and knows where to strike to get the teen forgive him.

Kuro is Mahiru’s Servamp and the oldest of the eight Servamps. The vampire isn’t good with words, he never has been, and therefore prefers to use physical affection to show and express his feelings. So, whenever he had angered his Eve, because of his laziness or for making a mess he would poof into his cat form and join the brunette on the bed or couch. He would snuggle against him or sneak under his shirt, wiggling his flushy tail against his bare stomach or lick his cheek apologizingly. He knows how sensitive Mahiru is, having seen the many tickle fights he and Sakuya had, and knows much he likes being tickled. Mahiru would giggle within seconds and hug the small creature close to himself pressing it onto his chest. Even though Kuro can be annoying sometimes, Mahiru still loves him, happy to have him as his partner... and seeing his big googly eyes, looking up at him, even lets him forget the reason why he was mad at the first place.

Yet there are also times when Kuro or either Mahiru is feeling sad or demotivated. Feeling the others sadness through their connection, both had made a silent agreement to always tickle the other in such moments as well as an intensive cuddle session afterwards. Both need this intensive time together and are grateful that their partner is willing to does it for him. When Kuroo is in his human form, he is sensitive on his stomach and feet and whenever the tickling gets to intensive, he escapes into his cat form, ironically only making it worse, since Mahiru is now able to pin him down easily and press his fingers into his soft paws, making the ticklish feeling even more intensive. However, it makes the cuddling even more pleasant - for both of them.

Sakuya is Mahiru's best friend and, just like him, he deeply cares for the other. They would often spend their free time together, hanging out after school or having sleepovers together. They already had a lot of tickle fights and know very well how to break the other within seconds. The moments Sakuya spend with Mahiru are the best of his life since he could really laugh with him and let down his guard when being with him. He's especially ticklish on his feet and behind his knees and whenever he's feeling down, Mahiru would make sure to give him a good taste of his "Make Sakuya Happy Time" whenever he need it. Sakuya always yearned to be touched by him, being calmed down both by his scent and the closeness he could feel when being with him. The green-haired teen gets quickly envious of others calling themselves Mahiru’s friends and wants to spend as much time with him alone as possible.

The reason why he felt like this lies in his past. He was born in a in a town of liars, as a child of liars and therefore also holds a deep grudge against lies. Dying at a young age due to the greed of his parents, he became Tsubaki’s Subclass, a vampire. Therefore, it wasn’t surprising that he was scared of Mahiru finding out his secret, that he had manipulated his memories of being childhood friends, giving him false pictures of their past, even though they only knew each other for a year. But his fears were redundant. Even after he learned that Sakuya was a Subclass and manipulated his memories, it didn’t change the fact how he acted around him. This one year he spent with him was real, the feelings he harbored for him were real and he wouldn’t want to lose his friend over such a fact. To prove his point, he would bounce at his friend, pushing him down and smiling at his perplexed face, asking if he was scared that he would actually hate him now before he lightly tickled the teens side. Not going down so easily, Sakuya for once used his inhuman strength to switch roles, now being the one that smiles down at the other before saying playfully that he had to punish Mahiru for keeping it a secret and lying to him about Kuro and all the vampire stuff, before he attacked, laughing together with him, the friend he would always cherish inside his heart.

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Sleepover

A/N: Like the previous one, this story was written by the user ticklyfandoms or rather their second acount ticklyfandoms2 - which also disappeared out of this world.

Summary: While having a sleepover, Mahiru notices that Sakuya is feeling down a bit. Knowing his friend all too well, there is just one thing that can help to brighten his mood again... ______________________________________________________________

“Sakuya, has things been okay? I thought you would seem more excited for this sleepover...did anything happen?” Hearing Mahiru ask him this, Sakuya sighed and laid back against the couch from where they were sitting on the floor, watching a movie.

He knew that his friend was going to ask him about this sooner or later since from the moment he arrived at Mahiru’s apartment, he wasn’t exactly smile or talkative like he normally is and he could tell by the worried frown he was given as soon as Mahiru came face to face with him, his silent brooding wasn’t going to last too long.

Thinking about how he should ask him, Sakuya bit his lip and turned his gaze from where it was resting on the ceiling to his best friend, who was waiting patiently for him to speak about his troubles. Seeing the hesitant look on his face, Mahiru smiled softly and reached out, putting his hand on his knee.

“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. I’m just worried. Is there anything I could do to make you feel a little better?” Arching his brow at Mahiru’s question, Sakuya hummed and turned his attention back to the movie they were watching before Mahiru had started to ask him about what was going through his mind.

Shrugging softly, Sakuya nodded towards the movie as he just decided they should try to finish it and maybe then he may talk about what was bugging him. Deflating slightly, Mahiru nodded and chose to drop it for now, scooting a bit closer to Sakuya as he threw his legs over his friend’s lap. Blinking at this, Sakuya shot Mahiru a look that had the boy grinning.

Rolling his eyes at the playful nature of his friend, Sakuya let it be for now as the silence around them returned, both their attention on the movie now. Or so it seemed since Sakuya couldn’t seem to concentrate on the film anymore as he stared at the legs on his lap.

It just happens that Mahiru was wearing socks that had a black cat pattern on them, the cats looking a lot like Kuro when he was in his animal form. Reaching out, Sakuya poked at one of the cats and jerked slightly when he heard Mahiru let out a gasp and try to pull his feet back from the offending touch. 

“Mahiru…? I think I know what can make me feel better,” Sakuya whispered, not meeting his friend’s eyes as he said this. Letting his eyes fly off the movie, Mahiru frowned when he noticed how anxious Sakuya was before he got the hint when he noticed the subclass staring at the socks he had on his feet.

Biting his lip, Mahiru knew that Sakuya had a thing for...the t word, but would he be able to handle it if he really let Sakuya do it? Noticing the thoughtful expression Mahiru was wearing, Sakuya gaped when Mahiru nodded and gently put his feet back on Sakuya’s lap.

Closing his mouth, Sakuya glanced down at the socked feet before he looked back up at Mahiru, the hopeful gleam in his red eyes making the Eve smile.

“Are you sure? I...don’t want to make you uncomfortable...if it gets too much, say the word cat...okay?” Nodding softly, Mahiru couldn’t help but relax when he heard that he was given a safeword, something he could say or do to make Sakuya stuff if it truly got to be too much for him to take.

Leaning back against his hands, Mahiru offered him a soft smile before he yelped slightly when Sakuya’s fingers traced lightly up his instep before they went back down again, gently scratching at the ball of his foot.

Fighting not to jerk his legs out of Sakuya’s lap, Mahiru bit his lip to hide the embarrassing giggles that wanted to burst through his lips as Sakuya chuckled and swiped his fingers up, digging his nails softly into the space beneath his toes.

Arching his back as he fell to the ground, Mahiru kicked his feet out as he held his hands to his mouth, silencing the cackles that were just beginning to escape. Tightening his grip on his friend’s legs as he began to struggle, Sakuya eyed Mahiru as the Eve snickered before an evil grin replaced the smile that he was wearing.

Turning his attention back to Mahiru’s socked feet, Sakuya let go of his one leg in favor of slowly pulling the sock up, lightly scratching the skin that was revealed as he continued to pull.

Slamming his hands against the wooden floor as he felt Sakuya’s nails touch his bare skin, Mahiru finally took his hands away from his face as his bright laughter leaked out, making Sakuya perk up at the sound that used to make him so happy in the past.

“Sahahahakuhuhuya!” Mahiru cackled as he kicked his feet, letting out a slight screech when Sakuya pinned his legs down by moving and sitting on top of them.

Knowing that he couldn’t kick out seemed to make the feeling worse as Sakuya began to remove the other sock, scratching like he did with the first one as Mahiru shrieked, sitting up so he could grab the back of Sakuya’s shirt with his fists and laugh into his back.

Playing with his toes, Sakuya scratched underneath them and winced when it caused his friend to scream and fall back to the floor, swinging his feet from where they were trapped in an attempt to escape the tickling. “Nohohohot thehehehre!”

“Sorry, Mahiru but you seem ticklish no matter where I touch...how about here?” Sakuya teased, moving his nails down until he was tracing the soft skin near Mahiru’s ankle. Letting out a yelp as the skin was teased, Mahiru pulled at his legs as he tried to get free, his laughter just beginning to grow hoarse from how loud he was being.

Knowing that he was just about to have enough, Sakuya grinned and moved his fingers back around, attacking both his feet as he aimed for the sensitive instep.

Feeling both feet get attacked, Mahiru absolutely lost it, arching his back as his bright laughter finally grew silent and he was stuttering out his safeword, trying to be heard through his gasps and breathless laughter.

Noticing this, however, Sakuya let his nails scratch up Mahiru’s feet one last time before he moved off his friend, crawling over to him so he could help him sit up. “Are you okay? I didn’t go overboard, did I?” Shaking his head softly as he fought back the leftover giggles and pants, Mahiru leaned into Sakuya and yawned.

Rubbing his back in soothing circles, Sakuya couldn’t help but feel the telltale signs of a soft smile working on his lips as he helped his friend turn around until they were leaning against the couch again, Mahiru squirming slightly so he could rest his head on Sakuya’s shoulder.

Wrapping his arm around Mahiru’s shoulders, Sakuya played with the hair at the back of Mahiru’s neck as the Eve’s eyes grew heavy with the promise of sleep. Whispering something, Mahiru groaned slightly when Sakuya glanced at him with confusion, as he couldn’t hear him that well with Mahiru’s face buried into his shoulder.

“I said, you better watch yourself because once I get some rest, you’re so going to get my revenge,” Mahiru yawned out, wrapping his arms around Sakuya’s bicep as he glared sleepily at his friend. Feeling his face blush lightly, Sakuya cleared his throat before he ruffled Mahiru’s hair, chuckling slightly when he got a whiny protest for his actions.

Choosing to let it go, Mahiru snuggled deeper into Sakuya’s warmth and quickly fell asleep, completely forgetting about the movie that was now halfway done. Watching his friend, Sakuya smiled softly and interlaced their fingers. “Sakuya…” “Thank you, Mahiru...I feel a lot better…” Sakuya whispered as he heard Mahiru mumble out his name in his sleep.

Turning his attention back to the movie, Sakuya thought back to what Mahiru had told him before the feeling of butterflies picked up in his stomach. He knew that Mahiru knew how to plan revenge, but if he was being honest, Sakuya found that he couldn’t wait to see what his friend had planned. “I look forward to your revenge, Ma-hi-ru.”