Ugh. This was so annoying. Why would those people go straight to where the scary sound came from? Why weren’t they turning on the lights? Why would they want to chase the danger? Oh, and why were they splitting up now?
Though the biggest question of all… why was Megumi watching this very bad horror movie in the first place? He looked to his side at Yuuji who was the one who had managed to convince him to come watch it together. Yuuji didn’t want to watch alone, that would be boring. And watching scary movies so close to Halloween was fun.
Megumi had been weak to accept and sit his ass here to watch this not-so-scary bad quality movie. Apparently Yuuji wasn’t really impressed either. He had fallen asleep right after the second character death, so Megumi was now here watching this bad stuff all by himself, curled up on the couch while munching on some pumpkin snacks and-
“Fufufu. Enjoying youself?”
Megumi choked on his snack and coughed. His eyes widened and he looked at Yuuji again. Shit. He watched in surprise how Sukuna was the one who sat next to him now instead of sleeping Yuuji.
“You!” Megumi hissed, and his first reflex was to kick with his leg, but Sukuna caught his ankle swiftly and he shook his head and yawned.
“Relax. The loser’s passed out so I’m here to see what this is all about. Scary movies are lame, aren’t they?” Sukuna said, watching the screen. Megumi tried to pull his ankle free but noticed Sukuna held it quite tightly.
Oof. It wasn’t the first time Sukuna would casually take seat right beside him, but Megumi just couldn’t get used to it. Ever since Sukuna saved Yuuji’s life for a third time, somehow Yuuji had become more tolerant. Third time’s a charm?
Sukuna and Yuuji weren’t exactly besties, but they weren’t enemies either. With time, Megumi saw how their bond developed in one of multiple agreements as well as mutual trust.
It resulted in spontaneous takeovers like right now, without Sukuna going on a rampage in Yuuji’s body, and he would always return the body whenever Yuuji became conscious again. It wasn’t really Megumi’s problem whatever kind of weird deals these two had with one another over one body. Except in times like this of course.
“Would you let go?” Megumi demanded, but Sukuna kept watching the screen and he snickered.
“Heh. That woman’s going to die,” he predicted as he watched the scary movie. Megumi rolled his eyes and tried to reach out so he could hit away Sukuna’s hand - or well, try to.
“Would you - Gah!” Megumi fell back when Sukuna lazily dragged a finger across his socked sole and Megumi’s eyes widened. What?!
“Hey! Stop that - g-give me back my f-foot! And Yuuji his body!” Megumi demanded, but Sukuna simply tickled his foot again, his finger circling his sole casually while Sukuna kept his eyes focused on the movie.
“Yuuji’s peacefully celebrating life in dream land~” Sukuna sang, still tickling Megumi’s foot with just one finger. He scratched lazily against the sensitive spot, sending tingles from Megumi’s foot through his leg towards all of his body, and man did he react to those tingles.
“Bwahah! Stop! That!” he warned, but Sukuna only added one more finger, now tickling his sole with just two fingers, scribbling softly but enough to make it feel super ticklish.
“There it comes. I know I’m always right,” Sukuna commented on the movie when the woman was close to dying. Close to dying was also: Megumi.
“Pfahahah! Stop doihihing thahahat!” he laughed, flailing his arms and kicking with his other leg, but Sukuna was unfazed. He was still watching the movie and tickling Megumi’s foot for no reason, and with no effort, as if it was nothing. Yet here Megumi was, laughing his head off in the most embarrassing way.
“Gahaahh! Nohahahah! Shihiit you - ahaha!” Megumi laughed when Sukuna added another finger. Three fingers now walked like little spiderlegs in circles on his socked sole, and Megumi was squirming and wheezing like an idiot.
“Look, look. She’s going to die. Will she bleed?” Sukuna wondered as he watched the movie.
“Who cahahares, quihihit thahhat!” Megumi warned, but there wasn’t much else he could do, not when Sukuna danced his fingers around the ball of his foot, not when he wiggled his fingers underneath his toes, and not when he went from three to five fingers all of a sudden.
“Ohhhhh and dead!” Sukuna cried triumphantly when the woman was finally slashed on screen. And right at that moment, he tugged off Megumi’s sock with one quick move and literally destroyed his bare foot.
“HAHAHA! Sukunahahah! You twiihihisted -ahahaha!” Megumi roared hysterically. No matter how much he struggled and kicked, Sukuna kept tickling him casually. Just tickling, on one foot. And Megumi was dying. He tried to gasp for breath, he tried to swear Sukuna’s cursed head off, but all he could do was laugh.
And Sukuna? He was watching the movie. Snickering, cocking his head, raising his brows in surprise when something would happen, and not even looking at Megumi once, yet his fingers were tickling Megumi’s foot until he could feel the skin tingle even after Sukuna finally lifted his fingers off him for a moment, only to scratch at an itch in his own neck.
“Ahhh, how much longer is this movie taking? Are they all going to die?” Sukuna sighed, sounding and looking bored. Megumi made a whining noise and tried to pull his foot free, but Sukuna still held his ankle tightly.
“You are going to die if you don’t let me go right now,” Megumi panted, blushing because of the embarrassment. Oh. His stomach sank. And now he had Sukuna’s attention as the curse-in-Yuuji’s-body turned his head and smirked at him.
“Ohoh. Is that so?” he asked, and he finally let go of Megumi’s foot.
“Let’s see who dies first then.” Megumi had been too fearless to provoke Sukuna after all that, so it shouldn’t have been a surprise when he literally pounced on him, his hands sliding shamelessly under Megumi’s shirt and tickling his sides and ribs mercilessly.
“AHHahaha!!” Megumi squealed, struggling and fighting for his ticklish life, but Sukuna was absolutely ruthless.
“How entertaining. That movie really isn’t doing it,” Sukuna said plainly while he continued to tickle Megumi.
“I knohohow! Whahaahh!”
After the tickling of one single foot and the amount of laughter it resulted in, Megumi didn’t really think he had a lot more laughter left, but boy was he wrong. The damn curse tickled him for as long as he pleased, until Megumi was so tired he could only let out silent giggles. And the moment when he thought he was seriously going to pass out, the tickling stopped.
“Fushiguro?” Yuuji asked, having woken up. Sukuna had left again.
“Why are we….?” Yuuji wondered, taking in their position with him on top of Megumi, hands buried in Megumi’s armpits where they had been giving him a hell of a ride with armpit tickles, and Megumi let out a mewl and kicked Yuuji hard so he fell off him on the floor.
“I’m going!” Megumi yelled, walking out. The credits were even already rolling, gee, Sukuna had tickled him for such a long time!
“Fushiguro why are you leaving so soon! Let’s watch another movie!” Yuuji whined behind him, but with cheeks and ears bright red, Megumi retreated to his own room and buried himself under his blankets. His entire body was still tingling, and he could hear Sukuna’s teasy words still in his mind.
“….That bastard!” he sighed, hugging his own torso and curling up, but even now the tickling stayed on his mind, and he figured it was going to be like that for a while!
Dressed up, speeches ready and totally in a good mood. Alright! Hawks grinned confidently. On some days he and Endeavor would be running and flying across the streets to save the day. On other days they would be invited to attend fancy hero events - as the hero number 1 and 2, such as today.
“Just leave the talking to me. Don’t stumble over your words this time~” he sang. Endeavor walked behind him and grumbled at his teasy remark. Hawks was about to enter the building when he felt Endeavor grab his collar to stop him.
“What? Did that piss you off?” Hawks asked in surprise. He had said and done worse things to this man. But no, Endeavor was staring intently and he shook his head. He pointed at his wings.
“You can’t go in there like this, Hawks,” he said. Wow, he was such a dad sometimes. Hawks flapped his wings, water drops splashing onto their suits.
“Oh these? They’re a little wet, yeah. That happens when it rains. My hair’s wet too. Since you didn’t share your umbrella,” Hawks said accusingly, crossing his arms.
“You didn’t bring an umbrella in the first place. Stop blaming me,” Endeavor sighed, put away his umbrella and grabbed his shoulder.
“O-oi, what’re you-?” Hawks stuttered when Endeavor pulled him apart around the corner of the tall building. Standing under a shelter from the rain, Hawks watched in surprise how Endeavor took his wing and rubbed it to get it dry.
“You’ll leave a trail inside,” he lectured, rubbing Hawks’ wings some more.
“And so? They will dry very soon. If we don’t hurry we’re gonna be lah-lahah! Hehehey!” Hawks struggled when Endeavor got a little too close to the base of his wings.
“Not there! C’monhahaha!”
“….It tickles?”
Endeavor was staring at him with these piercing eyes and Hawks felt like he could just sink through the ground right now.
“Of course it tickles! Stohop that! They’ll get dry by themsehehelves! It’s not eheheven that bahahad!” Hawks squealed. Endeavor looked intrigued.
“Not ‘of course’ for me. I don’t have wings,” Endeavor said matter-of-factly, and oh he was definitely tickling Hawks on purpose now. His fingers wiggled experimentally all over Hawks’ wet feathers, rubbing them and, yeah, tickling them.
“Ahaha! That doesn’t mean you can just t-ticklehehe them! Nahha!” Hawks tried to run away, back into the rain and away from his strange colleague and his weird tickly mood, but Endeavor pulled him back and continued to explore his wings with curious fingers.
“I can’t believe feathers can be ticklish. Usually, they are used to tickle others,” Endeavor observed in the most serious tone as if he were talking about business.
“GAahh! And wahatch it you! I’ll tihickle you to death with these feathahahaha!” Hawks warned, but funny enough it was Hawks himself who was laughing his head off and not in a position to hand out threats. Endeavor chuckled.
“I’d like to see you try.”
Wow. Hawks blushed. Usually it was Hawks who would tease Endeavor all the time. When did he get so playful?
“Does it tickle a lot here?” Endeavor wondered as he brushed his fingers along the edge of Hawks’ wing. He jumped and let out a squeak.
“It does! I tohohold you so!” he laughed.
“What about here?” Endeavor reached for a different spot on his wing and put more pressure, his fingers digging in there. Hawks let out a loud yelp.
“GHAahah! Ahalright you’ve had your fun! Let’s go now!” he said, completely flustered. Endeavor chuckled and ruffled his feathers once more.
“You’re right. Hmm, I got them dry a little. Let’s go.” And just as suddenly and casually as it started, it ended. Endeavor walked towards the door with Hawks after him. The number two hero sulked and pouted as he flexed his wings a little that were still feeling all tingly and itchy after getting tickled so badly.
“Hurry up, Hawks,” Endeavor called out when he got a little behind, and Hawks rolled his eyes and hurried after him.
“Yes.”
Yeah, today the roles were a little reversed. But that was alright. Hawks was already plotting a fitting revenge to teach Endeavor that one does not simply tickle another’s wings. Not even the number one hero could get away with that!
Tickletober2022 | Armin & Reiner (Attack on Titan)
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To think they would pull this again. To think he fell for it. Reiner stared at his captive and sighed. Instead of Historia, Armin Arlert was glaring back at him. Reiner reached out and took the wig from Armin’s head.
“Armin,” he sighed. Armin squinted his eyes.
“Hi, Reiner.” Oh the arrogance. Despite his angelic blond hair and pretty blue eyes, Armin seemed feistier than Reiner could remember.
“We are not stupid, you know. We knew you’d be back and try to kidnap the princess,” Armin said, and he smirked. He smirked! Reiner frowned, wondering which one of the two was captured here, but right, after double checking he noted it really was Armin who sat tied up before him.
“Only for her to be taken to safety. It was a promise to Ymir,” Reiner responded, trying his best to hide how Armin had caught him off guard.
“She does not want to, this is her home,” Armin said.
“A home that’s going to be destroyed,” Reiner growled. Ugh. There was no use to quarrel like this. It had been a messy mission, if only he hadn’t been so reckless in his titan form and snatched Historia the moment he saw her, Reiner could’ve given her a second look to discover it wasn’t really her.
“Well alright. Let’s not waste your visit then,” Reiner said, looking around the abandoned house where he had taken him, in a village that was already destroyed by titans long ago.
Armin struggled against his bonds; Reiner had tied him up quite sloppily, but even if Armin was to escape, Reiner would make sure to transform and catch him again.
“Besides Historia, there is one more person we are after. You know who it is, and you are going to tell me where we can find him,” Reiner said.
Armin rolled his eyes. “As if. I don’t know where Eren is, and if I did I wouldn’t tell you. You’ll have to kill me,” he said. Reiner frowned. This little brat really had grown an attitude over the years.
“Why, what’s stopping you?” Armin asked. Reiner was still taken aback, but he sighed and flashed a bit of a forced grin.
“I have no need of killing you since you are going to tell me the truth,” he said.
“How? Are you going to torture me? Feed me to the titans? Didn’t think you would have that in you.” Reiner smirked.
“Torture indeed. Just wait until I’m done with you, we’ll see how confident you are by then,” he said, and he grabbed Armin’s arm and pulled his struggling body towards him.
“H-hey! Let go - WAh!” Armin cried when Reiner pinned him down while letting his hand travel a bit to his side where he started to squeeze.
“Are you still ticklish, Armin?” Reiner asked, unable to hide his own enthusiasm as he smiled while digging his fingers into Armin’s twitching torso.
“GAh! O-of course I’m still- wahah! Rehehei-Reiner! This is- whahaha!” Armin was all of a sudden a lot less cocky, and way more giggly. Reiner grinned while he continued to wiggle his fingers against those weak spots. Memories of tickle fights and tickle tortures during his early years at the cadet corps flashed before him.
Tickle fights he had often seen Armin lose against people like Eren and Jean. Reiner was thankful he remembered.
“HAha! J-johohoke’s on you! I wohohon’t tehehell you!” Armin laughed, squirming underneath him and fighting against Reiner’s persistent tickling moves.
“Joke’s on me but you are the one laughing hysterically,” Reiner commented dryly. No way could he ever hurt Armin. Kidnapping him by mistake was the biggest error ever, but if he could manage to get Armin to at least spill some beans on Eren’s whereabouts then he wouldn’t have to look back too shamefully on this whole encounter.
“Y-you cahahan’t keep tihihickling me fohorever ahahaha!” Armin squealed, and Reiner softened at the sight of his bright smile and the sound of that sweet contagious laughter.
"If it were up to me, I’d tickle you forever Armin,” Reiner said, cringing at how cheesy that must’ve sounded rather than the sort of threatening thing a villain would say. He wanted to play the villain, but Armin was messing with his head and he sighed.
“Are you really not going to tell me anything?” Reiner grunted, flipping Armin on his back and clawing mercilessly at those slender ribs.
“AHAHA! Nohoho hahaa!” Armin was tough, but Reiner was too. So he continued to tickle him. At one point Armin jerked so heavily (his underarms were extremely ticklish Reiner discovered) and he rolled to the side. But Reiner caught him swiftly and simply moved the tickling from his upper to his lower body, now attacking his hips and thighs with firm squeezes as well as wiggling fingers.
Armin was going berserk and he squealed. “EHeheheh! R-Reeheheiner! Ahahah!” he laughed, and encouraged by his pleas, Reiner even took off his shoes and started to tickle his feet with quick scribbles all over his sensitive soles.
“Yes, Armin? Got something to tell me?” he asked. Armin shook with each hysterical laugh that escaped him and he nodded.
“Hehehehe saha-sasageyo!” he cried, and Reiner froze, his fingertips that grazed Armin’s bare feet ever so softly stopping in their tracks as well.
“What?” he asked.
“S-sasageyo,” Armin panted, gasping for breath. Reiner stared at him in shock. Sasageyo was the safeword they would use during the brutal tickle wars as young cadets. Back then, Reiner had never tickled Armin directly, but he witnessed others doing it until they would surrender like this.
His fingers curled against the soft bottom of Armin’s foot, making him twitch and giggle. “That’s... Your only safeword would be to tell me where I can find Eren Yeager,” he explained to a very exhausted Armin.
“Is that really not something you can tell an old friend?” he asked. Armin was still breathless when he looked at him, their eyes locking.
“I’ll never tell you, Reiner. Not unless you come back to us,” he said, determination in his eyes, and Reiner had to admit he swayed for a bit, just for a tiny second. Right then the sound of approaching horses could be heard; ah, he should’ve known they would come looking for Armin.
“Sorry Armin, I can’t,” he sighed, and he released Armin’s feet and finally left. He waited for Armin to shout at the others that Reiner was getting away and that they should catch him, but no such thing happened.
“Sasageyo,” Reiner murmured while he hastily distanced himself further, and he sighed. He didn’t find out where Eren was, and he failed to capture Historia, but that surely wasn’t too bad of a trip down memory lane. He smiled. They were some of the best memories he had.
“I can’t stop, just two minutes ago you said I should hurry.”
“Y-yeah you should hurry, just- ahah! Hehehey!”
“Now look what you’ve done!”
It was quite the task. Joe looked with amusement how Shadow tried to make a mini Shadow out of Miya. Reki and Langa were already two finished Shadows, their faces and even their wigs hilariously identical to how Shadow looked. Joe couldn’t help but laugh when he looked at them again. He was skipping out on this, even though it was all to prank Cherry who was going to arrive in about… ten minutes.
“You should hurry if you want to finish him before Cherry arrives,” Joe said. The entire restaurant was decorated in Halloween style; Joe’s contribution to the Halloween surprise party they were throwing for Cherry to celebrate his recent victory in the S Halloween tournament.
Because Cherry had once stated he did not celebrate Halloween besides participating in the tournament, they thought they should indulge him after all, and what was a better way than combine it with the surprise party? However these were not the sort of Halloween costumes Joe had expected to see.
When Reki had joked that Shadow could just go as ‘himself’ for Halloween, Langa chirped that he would also like to go ‘as Shadow’ as well, after which Miya and Reki also agreed they should all go as Shadow. Something that resulted in this hilarious display.
“Guys hold the shrimp still please, I can’t finish his makeup like this!” Shadow complained when Miya continued to giggle and move around whenever Shadow tried to paint his face with the small brush.
“NAhahaah lehehet go ohohof mehehe!” Miya whined when Langa and Reki each grabbed one arm. He was scrunching his nose up adorably and no joke or bad pun could make him giggle as much as he did.
“I can’t believe he’s too ticklish for this,” Langa said, and Reki let out a loud laugh.
“It tickled me too but this is really next level,” he said.
“Pffffffaahah n-not ticklish hehe it j-just ihihitches! Staaahp!” Miya cried, moving his head wildly again after Shadow tried to redo the green part around his left eye. Shadow let out a cry in frustration and dropped the brush.
“Aaah I’ve had it, you ticklish brat!” Both Reki and Langa yelled in surprise and each ran in another direction when Shadow pounced on Miya and… tickled him for real. He mercilessly dug his fingers like huge claws into Miya’s torso and attacked him with the most torturous looking tickle attack. Miya was no longer just giggling, he was shrieking.
“AHAHAH! Nahaha! Dieehehehe you ohohold mahahan ahahaah!”
“What did you say, shrimp?!”
Joe sighed. He stopped doing the dishes and calmly dried his hands so he could grab his phone and record this. He first filmed Reki’s Shadow-face, then Langa’s Shadow-face (also, his wig was a little crooked but Joe was not going to tell him), then he aimed the camera at Shadow, and then at Miya.
Miya’s face that was just smeared with white and green face paint, and his purple lips formed the biggest laugh ever that got accompanied by the brightest laughter that sounded through all of Joe’s restaurant.
“Guys, five more minutes,” he announced calmly, inviting Reki and Langa to look at the camera which made the little video even more hilarious, and Shadow was still tickling Miya without mercy. What a lovely chaos.
“AHAHAhah! Gahhaah guhuhuys hehehelp me ouhout!” Miya howled, but Reki and Langa were only laughing fondly. By the time Shadow stopped tickling Miya, they gave it one more try. This time Miya was tired from getting tickled so much that he could only squirm and giggle weakly without twitching too frantically, and Shadow at last put the finishing touch on his makeup.
“There. All finished. Three little Shadows,” he said proudly after he placed the orange wig on Miya’s head. Miya giggled tiredly and nodded.
“Three little Shadows, and one ugly big old - HAHAah!” he laughed when Shadow tickled him again. Right at that moment Cherry came in and Reki and Langa hurried to shower him in party poppers.
“SURPRISE!” they yelled, just the two of them. Miya was still shrieking from getting tickled, Shadow just let out a monstrous growl that really did fit with the Halloween theme, and Cherry was so effectively startled that he let out a loud shriek and stumbled backwards against the door.
“Surprise, Cherry,” Joe said, just barely audible above the messy tickle fight that was still going on between Shadow and Miya.
“Congratulations on your Hallow-S victory,” Reki and Langa said cheerfully, and Shadow finally stopped tickling Miya and joined them.
“Yeah, congratulations,” he said, out of breath.
“You all look like Shadow. Thank you for the surprise,” Cherry said dryly, but then Miya stood up and also mumbled, “Congratulations, Cherry..” with a cute pout on his face and Joe was sure beneath all that face paint he was blushing. And to everyone’s surprise, Cherry burst out in a charming laughing fit after staring at Miya.
“T-the hell are you hahaha!” he laughed at Miya’s failed Shadow-look, and the others soon started laughing as well. Miya had indeed become quite a work after his tears of laughter got all over his already failed makeup, and Miya let out a cute giggle as well.
“Don’t you dare all laugh at me,” he said, but he surely was laughing too, and although the surprise didn’t really go as the guys had planned, Joe was sure this was going to be a fun evening to remember. He would remember for sure.
Vanisher was back. With upgraded powers! Adrien had already been nervous when Chloe and Sabrina ended up having a huge fight in the middle of the class with Chloe yelling and screaming at Sabrina and openly ‘ending their friendship’ in her anger and frustration.
Adrien had really wanted to jump in and tell Chloe to calm down, but it was already too late. Hawkmoth caught Sabrina right under their noses and she transformed into Vanisher, who was now also capable of making others invisible.
“Adrien? You’re still here aren’t you?” Luka said. “We should stick together, it could be dangerous.”
Luka was one of the only people who hadn’t been turned invisible yet. Adrien on the other hand. He looked at his own hands and saw nothing. Very invisible. It was because he had jumped in front of Luka when Vanisher aimed at him - his very instincts being to protect Luka. Well, Luka was safe now, but Adrien was invisible. Not convenient!
“I’m here,” Adrien sighed.
“Where?” Luka turned around. The two of them had split up with the others when Sabrina - eh, Vanisher, was chasing after them so she could make Luka invisible as well, but that was when Ladybug showed up.
Adrien really needed to join her, but it was just Luka and him now. How was he going to sneak away?
Like this. “I think I really need to go the bathroom!” he suddenly chirped, and he sprinted away. Phew. Sorry Luka! His heart was racing, but he really needed to join Ladybug and help her defeat Vanisher. He entered the bathroom and immediately called out Plagg.
“Claws out!” He stood before the mirror and was amused to see his invisible transformation take place. He was transforming but he couldn’t see anything. Wasn’t this a little convenient after all? He chuckled in delight after transforming and he made ready to exit the bathroom when a still visible Luka came running in.
“Adrien! I told you we should stick together!” he said, and he accidentally bumped into Adrien, now Cat Noir, who fell back and landed on his butt.
“Ouch!” he whined.
“Ah, I’m sorry! This is why it’s dangerous, let’s stay here until Ladybug and Cat Noir defeat her,” Luka said, reaching down to help him up, but Cat Noir squeaked when Luka’s hand grazed his side.
“Uh, what was that?” Luka asked. “Adrien?” He reached for him again, but Cat Noir started crawling.
“U-uh nothing! Nothing I just, I’m invisible!”
“I can see that,” Luka said, chasing after him, feeling around to see where Adrien was, and Cat Noir let out another squeak when Luka accidentally grabbed his thigh as he tried to crawl away on the floor.
“Ah here you are. Just stay still alright?” Luka said, giving a reassuring squeeze, only that reassuring squeeze was a tickle, on his thigh of all places.
“AHh! Don’t tickle me!” Adrien warned.
“Tickle? I’m tickling you?” Luka asked, squeezing again. Poor Cat Noir was pounding the floor and giggling.
“Yehehes! Stohohop!” Eep! How was he even going to get out of this completely? Luka was so concerned, he was never going to make him leave, and now he was even tickling him!
Luka chuckled. “Now this does seem like a nice way to kill time until Vanisher is defeated,” Luka said, feeling around blindly until he could dig his fingers into Cat Noir’s tummy.
“Ehehe! Dohohon’t!” he laughed.
“I never heard you laugh like this, Adrien. What are you even wearing?” Luka wondered, his fingers curling against the Cat Noir suit that must feel funny under his fingers. Cat Noir shook his head hysterically.
“Juhuhust - ahaha stohohop!” he laughed. He wriggled around and tried to escape desperately, but Luka had too much fun tickling the invisible him that it was hard to get away. What a disaster! How could he help Ladybug like this? How were they going to defeat Vanisher? And- oh.
“Eehehehe not thehere!” he shrieked when Luka managed to find his upper ribs and that super sensitive spot under his arms.
“Where is there? I can’t see what I’m doing actually,” Luka teased although he obviously knew what he was doing when he managed to grab Cat Noir’s arm which he pinned above his head so he could tickle his armpit freely.
“Heheheheh! Lukahaha wahahait nohoho!”
He wasn’t going to get out of this. “What’s going on here?” Nathaniel entered the bathroom, and Luka stopped tickling Cat Noir who desperately gasped for breath.
“Ah, hi Nathaniel! Adrien and I were hiding here from Vanisher. He gestured at invisible Cat Noir who was literally sweating now that the door was even blocked by Nathaniel.
“Oh Adrien is invisible, hi Adrien! Sounded like fun here. I’m with Marc, also invisible.”
“H-hi guys,” Marc chirped.
“But I heard Ladybug and Cat Noir are winning the fight, they could turn visible again any moment,” Nathaniel said.
“Hehe yeah, even though Cat Noir seemed to have turned invisible as well. He wasn’t spotted,” Marc’s voice said. Well duh! Cat Noir was here! He gasped in shock.
Well of course Ladybug was managing without him but…! He could become visible any moment and they would see not Adrien Agreste but Cat Noir! Now was his chance to get away from Luka and instead of shoving Nathaniel out of the way to sneak out of the bathroom, he locked himself into one of the toilet stalls and whispered “claws in!”.
Which was exactly when his invisibility got lifted as if on cue.
“Welcome back Marc and- oh god Max?! For how long were you in here?”
Adrien’s eyes widened. “A-all the time actually. I wanted to say hi but you were eh… tickling Adrien,” he mumbled. Adrien covered his face.
“Where is Adrien?” Nathaniel asked.
“In here, I can see his shoes.”
Adrien was blushing like crazy and finally opened the door again. He sighed. “Hey guys. So, we’re safe again huh,” he said with a forced smile, and they all cheered.
“Ladybug and Cat Noir saved the day again!”
Adrien looked at Luka and smiled shyly. “Now that you know how ticklish I am, eh.. Please don’t tell anyone,” he pleaded, and Luka grinned.
“Promise I won’t.”
“And I won’t tell anyone either!” Max chirped.
“We won’t tell either,” Marc said.
Something about all this was very embarrassing but in the end, Vanisher was gone and Adrien had somehow gotten closer to Luka even if it was in a way he didn’t mean to. And Ladybug? Well, he would make it up to her another time. He really had a pretty good excuse for not making it to the fight…
Thorin couldn’t take his eyes off Bilbo. Watching the hobbit stall out the most festive meals before him and seeing his eyes sparkle with excitement, it was the greatest pleasure in life actually, and a blessing to experience from up close.
“Oh and this is the stew made from the freshly grown potatoes and pumpkins. It goes really well with this bread, homemade and quite tasty I must admit, the crust is spectacular. You should also definitely try some of this-” Bilbo said, putting out way too much food for just two people.
Stew, meat off the bone, bread, eggs, pie, fruit salad, and Bilbo had also been rambling about dessert already, and Thorin really wondered how Master Hobbit could stuff all that in his tiny little body. He chuckled.
“What? What’s funny?” Bilbo asked, stopping mid-ramble to look at Thorin. Thorin shook his head and chuckled some more.
“Come here,” he said, extending his arm. “Before dinner, I would like a little treat first,” Thorin said. Bilbo raised his eyebrows.
“Treat? This here, this is not a treat?” he asked, almost sounding offended as he signaled vividly at the table that was loaded with food.
“You know what I mean. I want a real treat,” Thorin said, extending his arm further until he could grab Bilbo’s hand.
“U-uh well if you mean this isn’t a real treat then-” he murmured when Thorin dragged him to where he was sitting, and he wrapped him tenderly in his arms.
“This treat,” Thorin said, and he kissed Bilbo’s lips.
“And this,” Thorin whispered, kissing his cheek.
“This, and this,” he said, getting carried away as he kissed Bilbo’s neck and ear. A cute giggle could be heard from the flustered hobbit.
“Thohorin! I ahaham not for e-eating! We’ve got all this!” Bilbo squeaked, but Thorin only tightened his embrace and when Bilbo tried to pull himself free, he held his sides tightly and accidentally tickled him.
“Hah! Thorin!” Bilbo whined, jumping slightly. Thorin smirked.
“Yes, dear?” he taunted, and he tickled him again, this time on purpose.
“Thohoorin hahaha! Nohoho!” Bilbo managed to turn around in his embrace, but Thorin pulled him back and attacked him from behind, his quick and nimble fingers scribbling all over Bilbo’s stomach and sides.
“It tihiickles Thohorin! T-the food wihill gehehet cohohold!” Bilbo cried, but Thorin simply kissed his head from behind and took in the pleasant scent of his curly hair. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of Bilbo’s belly and he had to hold back a silly giggle of his own when Bilbo flailed his arms hysterically.
“Hahahah! I gihihive! Thorin plehehease!” he laughed. Thorin smiled. He should apologize to Bilbo for such a random tickle attack right before dinner. Instead he finally stopped the playful tickling and he hugged him tight.
“That was a lovely treat,” Thorin teased in Bilbo’s ear.
“Now, let’s enjoy our meal,” he said, and he patted Bilbo’s butt teasingly before finally releasing him. Completely flustered and blushing like crazy, Bilbo moved back towards his seat and he eyed him shyly.
“Y-you, that really wasn’t necessary but, well,” he said nervously, and he swallowed.
“Yes, let’s eat! E-enjoy,” he said, and Thorin had the pleasure of seeing Bilbo blush and smile during their dinner, which made it all even more delicious.
Lumine waited in the cold and silence. Rather than uncomfortable it felt peaceful though. The campfire and blanket held her slightly warm while she waited for her boyfriend Childe to return. And when he finally did, she smiled at him and quickly opened her blanket.
“Quick!” she whispered. Childe joined her and although he just came from outside and his body felt cold, Lumine instantly felt warm and pleasant to have him with her.
“What was wrong?” she asked. The reason why Childe had to leave for a bit was because Teucer was calling from his tent at this late hour. Childe grabbed Lumine’s hands and rubbed them to warm them up.
“He had a nightmare,” Childe said. Lumine nodded slowly.
“A nightmare, I see. Is he feeling better now?” she asked.
“Yes. Big brother Childe has a special recipe against nightmares. Want to try?” Childe asked. Lumine giggled.
“Sure!” This was the exact reason why she was out camping when it was far too cold for her liking to be doing such activities. From camping to fishing, hunting, and playing the most creative sort of games, it was a treat to be on an adventure with Childe and his siblings and enjoy these warm family experiences - despite the cold temperatures.
Lumine turned around when Childe gently gestured with a hand on her shoulder, and she held her breath when Childe started drawing on her back with his finger.
“So, it goes like this. N….o….” he spelled slowly, his finger dragging the shapes of the letters on Lumine’s back, and she started to squirm.
“W-wait thihis- this is..?” she giggled.
“My magical spell that will drive away your nightmares. Keep still,” Childe said and he continued to draw.
“M….o….” he said really slowly, and Lumine gasped and arched her back.
“I-it tickles!” she whispered.
“Ah come now. Teucer can handle it, I’m sure you can as well,” Childe teased.
“….r….e….” Lumine couldn’t recognize the letters he was drawing on her back and she giggled silently, trying her best to stay still.
“Chihilde I cahahan’t!” she whispered, and she squeaked when he started a new letter right at the back of her neck, making her skin tingle.
“I’m sure you can~! N….i…..g….h….t….” he sang, and Lumine shuddered when he moved more towards her side. She tried to wiggle her body a little to invite his finger back where it was already feeling ticklish enough, but Childe’s finger continued to travel to places that made Lumine want to laugh even louder.
“….m….a….r….e….” Childe said, and the final “s” became a very tickly move all over her back that made Lumine squeal. She quickly covered her mouth with wide eyes.
“How was that?” Childe asked, his lips very close to Lumine’s ear and making her feel even more ticklish. She squirmed in his arms and shook her head.
“It tickled!” she whined. Childe clicked his tongue.
“It was my innocent anti-nightmare spell. How can you only say it tickled? Now this, this is real tickling,” Childe said, and to Lumine’s surprise he suddenly wiggled his fingers all over her belly and sides, causing her to jerk heavily and she let out a loud giggle.
“Chahaa-Childe stop!” she giggled, covering her mouth again. “W-we’ll wahake Teucer agahain naahah!” Lumine cried, struggling in Childe’s arms but he was now tickling her for real and indeed he was quite right, in no way could she compare it to the light tickling on her back. Lumine buried her face in her hands and laughed softly.
“Ahahalright! S-stop hehehe plehease!”
“What was that? I can’t hear you,” Childe taunted. Lumine could only laugh more in response but then finally managed to turn around in his arms, and she effectively stopped her tickle monster boyfriend with a kiss on his lips. His tickly fingers stopped immediately and he rubbed and caressed her lovingly.
“Heh,” he chuckled when Lumine pulled away. “My specialty is to make nightmares disappear. But you, princess, your specialty is to handle tickle monsters hm?” he said. Lumine giggled.
“I think so, yeah! So, has the tickle monster left the tent~?” she asked. Childe grinned at her and squeezed her hip softly, making her squeak.
“Not entirely,” he said, inviting her with that charming smile.
“We’ll need to do something about that then,” Lumine whispered and she kissed him again. This time they didn’t stop kissing for a long time, and by now she definitely felt warm and comfortable without noticing anything of the cold temperatures outside.
They were literally sex buddies and nothing more. Then why... Why... Why was this happening?
“GAhah! No! S-stahap! Hnghhhh!” Seo Hyunsoo was laughing breathlessly. This guy was merciless! Too merciless! He squirmed and writhed, slithering on the floor like a miserable snake, his voice making these squeaky and cackly noises while unwelcome fingers continued to poke him in his weakest places.
They were Baek Youngchan’s fingers, too far from where they should actually be touching him. And although his appearance was as bright and angelic as ever, this guy really proved to be a demon.
“AHAhh! Nohoho! I sahahaid stahahap!” Seo wheezed. To his relief, the tickling finally stopped and he gasped for air.
“Hehe! Sorry, that was really cute. I got carried away,” Baek admitted as he let Seo up again. He continued to catch his breath and clenched his chest. He then angrily raised his head and glared at his aggressor, gritting his teeth in embarrassment.
“So eh, where were we?” Baek asked, reaching out to touch Seo again, but he furiously swatted his hand away.
“No, we’re done here!” Seo snapped. So embarrassing! He came here to fuck like usual and of all the times it had to be now that Youngchan discovered how ticklish he actually was. Never ever had Seo made such a fool of himself. His laugh was hysterical, almost maniacal, and he must’ve looked absolutely insane. The shame caused him to blush and he felt his cheeks burn. Damn that Baek Youngchan!
He tried not to let the ticklish incident get to him too much, but ever since then, Seo was living his days in embarrassment. His mind replayed the moment he was tickled over and over.
It even ruined his desire to step out with Baek and enjoy a good time. His body really was missing out on the pleasure, but everytime Baek Youngchan even spoke to him, the embarrassing tickle moment would flash before his eyes again and he’d say ‘no’ before he could even reconsider.
“Hmm why not?” Baek chirped when Seo again refused his offer to go home together. Seo watched how their final colleague left, leaving him alone in the office with Baek.
“Because I don’t want to! You keep asking me and I’m busy. Gee, you’re so annoying,” Seo lied. He didn’t want to act like this, but just the thought of having sex with Baek brought him to cringe level 10 because the tickle attack lived in his head rent-free.
“Oh, oh well I see,” Baek said, nodding. “Well, if you don’t want to have sex then, I could always tickle you instead?” he suggested casually, and Seo’s eyes widened.
“What - no!” he yelped, jumping from his seat and stumbling over his bag when Baek reached out to poke him.
“Aww but why not? We had so much fun the other day,” he said calmly, but Seo already backed away from him. Fun!? Going through all that again?
“Y-you’re really insane,” Seo said, stepping back, but Baek slowly followed him and before Seo knew it, they were circling around desks in the most childish way.
“I don’t see what the problem is! Earlier you would literally jump on me!” Baek whined while he kept chasing after Seo.
“N-no I would not!” Alright maybe sometimes Seo could be a little bit jumpy, but that was before Baek tickled him.
“Seo~!” Speed walking turned to running until Seo slipped out of the office and decided to make his way to the bathroom with haste, but to his horror Baek came after him and he started to run. Baek also started to run, continuing their chase through the abandoned office building.
“J-just go home!”
“Noooo I want to go together!” Baek said cheerfully, and Seo rushed into the bathroom but was just too late to close the door. Baek dashed in right after him and grabbed his sides where he started to tickle him enthusiastically.
“Gotcha now! And it’s three options you get: sex, talking or tickling~!” he sang while playfully attacking Seo’s sides with those deadly tickles again.
“BAHAhaek nohoho!” Seo squealed, sinking through his knees immediately and falling on the tiles.
How could he say that when he already started tickling him! Then again, Seo felt reluctant to admit to his desires right now, so sex was a hard pass, and talking about how embarrassed he felt seemed the least tempting of all. E-eh anyway, he shouldn’t even be made to pick one of these in the first place?!
“AHaha nohoho you’re so ahahawful!” he cackled, unable to escape those fingers that had now slipped underneath his blouse where they brushed mercilessly all over his sensitive sides and ribs.
“Ah, you really are cute when you laugh like this,” Baek said, tickling Seo with terrifying enthusiasm and making his cries and squeals echo through the bathroom.
“HAhahaah dohon’t sahahay thahahat! GAhahaah!”
“Why would I not say it? I’m serious,” Baek said, wiggling his fingers against Seo’s ribs and getting dangerously close to his armpits. Seo’s eyes widened and he shook his head.
“Ahahah! You can’t be seheherious AHHahah!” His laugh! No, don’t listen! But Baek did not stop tickling him and smiled at the sound of his laughter. At the sight of him squirming. Those eyes that scanned each of Seo’s reaction made him feel so naked and vulnerable. So embarrassed, and yet... His body was burning. With embarrassment, yes, but also something else, which only increased the shame he felt.
“Nohoho! Stahahaap!” he giggled, squeaking and whining.
Baek’s hands on him, those fingers that now brushed against his armpits he tried to hide so desperately, they made his entire body tingle and he could feel how much it stimulated him.
“Ahaha not thehehere!” Seo warned, but Baek wiggled his fingers under his arms and cocked his head.
“Not here? But I love it when I tickle you here,” he said plainly, making Seo blush.
“HEhehehe Bahahaek!” The shame was still here, but the other feeling was taking over and he hated to admit it, but his body already did it for him first.
“And now where should I tickle you next and - oooh.” Youngchan stared at his crotch which had gotten quite a visible bulge. Seo Hyunsoo blushed like crazy and tried to close his legs to hide it.
“Don’t - you - dare,” he warned, but Baek reached for his thighs and dug his thumbs into his inner thighs, making him squeal.
“Did I actually turn you on, by tickling you? Seo?” Baek asked, poking at his thighs while Seo crossed his legs and mewled.
“N-nooohoo! Gehehet ohohoff mehehe!” he whined, but he couldn’t suppress a moan when Baek squeezed both his hips. He arched up, breathless giggles escaping him as his laughter finally came to an end. Baek was now only rubbing him tenderly, and he smiled.
“Did you avoid me because you liked me tickling you a little too much? That’s nothing to be ashamed about~” he said. Seo was still on his back and he closed his eyes.
“....No,” he panted. No and yes. Yes and no. There were just too many things, and he thought he simply couldn’t handle Baek Youngchan tickling him. How could he even put all that in words? Like how he disliked his own laugh. Or how much it stimulated his body and activated his shame. And most of all, they didn’t even kiss. Or go on dates. They only fucked. Why bring in tickling..?
“Tickling is for lovers,” Seo said, translating his messy thoughts into these four mere words. Baek was quiet for a moment. He then smiled.
“It can be for us too. Besides, your laugh is really pretty, it would be a shame if I can’t hear it more often. Not to mention how much you enjoy this,” he said, softly scribbling against Seo’s lower side, and he moaned. He then pulled Baek down and pressed him underneath him on the cold bathroom tiles.
“Like I said, you are so annoying,” Seo said, but in the end they did end up having their sexual routine, in the bathroom after office hours. And the shame of getting tickled like that? Seo did get over it eventually.
So the next day, Baek Youngchan stood beside his desk again. “Seo! You’ve worked enough today. Shall we go home together?”
He really would never give up. Seo looked at him and sighed. “...I’ll think about it,” he said, although secretly he had already made up his mind! :).
