#tickletober2023

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Tickletober day 5 - “I’m Not Ticklish”

Prompts by @tickletober

I’m not late you are 😶😳🫥 I’m a bit behind but promise to catch up over the weekend 🫡🙏

Another one of the ✨bat boys✨! (Read the WEBTOON 🤜🔪)

As always happy tktober everyone! Drink some tea ☕️ 💜

[tickletober]

#augtickletober2023 is here!

Hello everybody, and welcome back to Tickletober!!

As per the poll I held earlier this year on @august-anon, 2023's list is releasing in July this year! Hopefully this gives you guys some more time to plan and prepare for October!

This list is open to anyone and everyone who wants to use it. Do as many or as few days as you'd like, mix and match, do them out of order, substitute another tickletober prompt list alongside it, whatever you wanna do!! And, of course, please interpret the prompts however you want, whatever way works for you!

Come October, I'd love to see all of your creations! I'm sure there will be other lists floating around, there's usually at least a few, so to keep things organized, please tag your works under #augtickletober2023 so that I can find them and reblog them. I'll be going through the tag throughout October to see what you all have been creating!

Have fun everyone!!!

[fluffyskies]

Tickletober day 5: "I'm not ticklish"

I'm using this prompt list! Link

Excuse the laziness as I did not draw the other half of monoma :>

[lovelynim]

TickleTober2023/Day 12 - Wolf

Genshin Impact - Neuvillette x Wriothesley

It was still a mystery to him. Of all things, of all people, why was he the one to arouse his curiosity, to lure his attention? Neuvillette pondered, intensely staring at the man sleeping next to him. Just like the rest of his emotions, the nature of the feeling burning inside his chest was still a mystery to him.

“You…” The Iudex of Fontaine muttered, nearly whispered, as he sat up in the bed, reaching a hand out to Wriothesley - who he believed was still in a deep slumber - and gently combed his cheeks.

However, behind those closed eyes, the duke was already long awake. Just like Neuvillette, he was curious about the chief of Justice and, so, decided to pretend to be asleep, intrigued to what his partner would do.

Moving his hand up to Wriothesley’s hair and tousling it lightly, the duke could hear a faint chuckle coming from Neuvillette. “...why do you look like a wolf?”

“A wolf?” Wriothesley repeated inside his head, putting up his best efforts to not frown or show any reaction to the other’s words.

“Strong… fierce… sometimes dangerous,” Neuvillette continued, toying with Wriothesley as he wished. He lowered his hand, stroking the man’s cheeks before gently rubbing his thumb over Wriothesley’s lips, pushing the lower one down a bit. “Well, maybe not at your features resemble a wolf…” He chuckled softly.

What was he up to? Wriothesley couldn’t help but feel a little off about such comparison, should he take those comments as a compliment? Was that Neuvillette’s way to sweet talk?

Before he could let his train of thought run any further, a bothersome feeling made room inside his head. A gentle, light, almost fluttering, tinglish sensation against his neck started to put his whole act into risk. Oh archons.

His eyebrows’ slight twitch didn’t go past Neuvillette unnoticed. The Iudex continued to stroke the sides of Wriothesley’s neck with one finger, smiling fondly at him. “But wolves usually live in packs… Could you be the lone one? Maybe looking to form a pack of your own?”

If he wasn’t pretending to be asleep, Wriothesley would probably tell him to cut these silly and senseless comparisons. The tickling was becoming a little harder to ignore when Neuvillette’s free hand joined the action, but targeting his lower sides as the judge pulled the duke into a hug.

“N-Neheuvillette…” Wriothesley giggled tiredly, trying to look up to the other’s face and escape his ticklish embrace at the same time. “Whahat are y-yohou dohohoing?”

“Good morning, Wriothesley,” the judge muttered softly, stopping the tickling on his neck to hold him by his face, but digging a little harder against his side in exchange. “Have you slept well?”

“Y-yehes, but- ahAHah, wait!” With his laughter growing a little more frantic and louder, the duke couldn’t help but try to pry Neuvillette’s hands off his body. “I-ihihit tihihickles!”

“I know it does,” Neuvillette added, making the duke question if that was some sort of tease or an actual answer to his statement. “But this seems to be the only thing that could break through your acting, wolf.”

As the final piece came to complete the puzzle, Wriothesley realized his mistake. Maybe it wasn’t so easy to fool the judge, after all, and now, just like any other criminal, he had yet to face the consequences of his act. 

A/N: This is the first time I wrote for this pairing and I'm still a little nervous if I got them right because of how little time to research them I had huehuhue

But I hope you guys could still enjoy it despite my ooc writing. See you tomorrow ~

[kusuguricafe]

Tickletober 2023 Week 3 (BNHA)

@otomiya-tickles your wish is my command 💖

A/N: Fair warning—this one's a little unhinged 😵‍💫

Summary: Izuku's emotions get the better of him and, unfortunately, Katsuki gets caught in the crossfire

Characters: lee!Bakugou, ler!Deku

Izuku didn’t know how it happened. One minute he was lost in thought, minding his own business, and the next he was sat with a livid, ensnared Katsuki Katsuki, The Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight, dangling only a few inches in front of him.

Katsuki had stepped into the common room to get a snack when he noticed Izuku sitting on one of the couches, clearly zoned out. I’ll leave him be, Katsuki thought. That was until four spidery black-green tendrils burst forth from the green haired boy, rapidly approaching Katsuki. They snatched each of his limbs and he was promptly flung over to that same couch.

“...Deku.” Katsuki growled, glaring at Izuku upside down.

“Ah! Kacchan!? How did you get here-oh. Oh.”

“Care to explain?”

How could he let Blackwhip get out of control again!? He hadn’t even noticed Kacchan walk into the common room. Though he had been thinking about him, thinking about his muscular physique, how he wanted to put his hands all over him and—

“Deku! Earth to Deku!”

“AH! S-sorry, Kacchan. Um, I-I really don’t know how this happened. Honest! I didn’t even know you were here!”

“Whatever, just let me go already.”

“Right, yes of course.”

He tried. He really did. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t let go.

“Uhh… About that…”

“Don’t tell me.”

“...”

“You don’t know how to release me?”

Izuku nodded, horrified.

“Alright then. Brace yourself.”

Hands tied behind his back, Katsuki set off some small explosions. It was no use.

“You could have at least picked a less humiliating position, you know!” Katsuki exclaimed. “What is this, some kind of shibari!?”

Katsuki hung like a chandelier, his wrists and ankles bound together while the rest of his body dangled freely.

“I-I-I don’t know! I didn’t do it on purpose, I swear! I wasn’t trying to do anything!”

They stared at each other for a moment.

“...What were you thinking about before this happened?” Katsuki asked.

“Uh, w-well I, uhm…”

“Spit it out!”

“I don’t think you want to know!”

“I do if it’s the only way to get me out of this damn thing!”

Deku groaned. Why this, of all things?

“I was thinking about… you…”

“And?”

“Touch—”

“Touching me!?”

“No no, not like that!!” A bright blush spread across Izuku’s face. “I was thinking about t-t-tickling you.” Izuku avoided Katsuki’s burning gaze.

“...Are you serious?”

Izuku squeezed his eyes shut and nodded. The two boys stayed silent for a moment.

“If… If that’s really the only way, then,” Katsuki started, “Can you at least take us to your room first? If anyone else sees me like this, you’re dead.”

“Right.”

Izuku cautiously stood up. Katsuki was brought up with him. Izuku almost wanted to laugh now, having calmed down after realizing Kacchan truly had no say in this. He checked to see if there was anyone in the hallway before racing as fast as he could back to his dorm. Katsuki lightly bounced up and down with every step Izuku took as he trailed behind him.

Thankfully, Izuku managed to evade everyone else on his way back. He quickly shut the door behind them and brought Katsuki over to his bed. He attempted to set him down onto it, but Katsuki ended up hovering a few inches above it instead. Izuku sighed and sat on the bed himself, facing Kacchan once again.

“Just know I’m going to get you back for this, tenfold.”

“I know.”

Katsuki tugged at his binds, testing his mobility. “Little help here?”

Unable to get a handle on his quirk, Izuku unintentionally shifted Katsuki into a classic shibari pose, his wrists and ankles now bound together behind his back. A few more tendrils burst out of Izuku against his will, securing Katsuki further still. They wrapped around Katsuki’s body in a flattering way, accentuating his form.

“Not helping!”

“Agh, I’m sorry, I can’t control it!” Izuku whined.

“Fine! Just, get on with it!”

The tendrils appeared to tighten as Izuku’s nervousness increased. Katsuki noticed this and, not wanting to prolong the situation, said, “Breathe, nerd. You're stressing your quirk out, or some shit.”

“Oh! I-I think you’re right.”

What a fascinating development, Izuku thought. Seems like I really have to go through with this in order to regain control of Blackwhip. It’s not like Izuku had never tickled Katsuki before. They used to have tickle fights all the time as kids. Being insanely ticklish, Izuku always lost. He had never gotten a real chance to test Katsuki’s limits before…

With no other choice, Izuku reached forward and placed his trembling hands on Kacchan’s waist. Katsuki squeezed his eyes shut. Blackwhip buzzed with anticipation. Izuku focused, squeezing up and down Katsuki’s sides experimentally. Katsuki inhaled sharply. Izuku moved towards Katsuki’s abs and, feeling a little more brave, dug all ten fingers in.

“Hrmph!”

Izuku could feel his nerves dying down. “Come on, Kacchan!” If we have to do this, we might as well enjoy it. “Laugh for me!”

“O-over my dead bohody!”

Izuku could feel a carnal desire festering inside of him. I must want this really badly if Blackwhip is spiraling this wildly out of control, he thought. And if this is my one chance to tickle Kacchan to pieces… I’m going to take that chance.

Blackwhip, heeding Izuku’s call from within, sprouted several more luminescent tendrils. Izuku and his new tendrils surged forward. Izuku vibrated his fingers into Kacchan’s rib cage, searching for every little sensitive spot he could remember. Two of the tendrils snaked around each of Katsuki’s legs, wriggling up his pants and tickling his knees and thighs. Two more snuck up his shirt into his armpits. Another two found his ears. The final four targeted his feet: two brushed his arches while the other two slithered in between his toes.

“BAHAHAHAHA FUHUHAHAHAHAHAHA- WHAHAHAHAHAHAT AHAHAHARE YOU- AHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOAHAHAHA!”

Oh, he couldn’t handle it. Katsuki had never felt anything like this before. It was maddening, yet somehow… kind of addicting.

“IT FEELS SO WEHEHEIRD! G-GEHET YOUR DAMN QUIRK UNDER CONTROHOHAHAHAHA!”

Izuku’s eyes were glowing green. He had an indescribable look on his face—some mixture of elation and determination. He continued to explore Kacchan’s rib cage, trying to find that one spot just above his upper ribs below his arm-

GAHAHAAAAA! DEHEHEHEHEHEKU! NAHAHAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHERE!!”

Bingo. Katsuki shook his head, it being the only body part he could really move. Blackwhip was still going at its respective targets as Izuku continued to massage those two little spots below Kacchan’s armpits. Katsuki felt as if his mind was turning to mush.

Izuku had never seen Katsuki like this before. He was in some kind of trance, enraptured by Katsuki’s raucous laughter and trembling form. He was enjoying this a little too much.

“P-PLEHEHEHEHEAAAHAHA! STAHAHAHAA!”

Katsuki couldn’t take much more of this. He felt like every single nerve on his body was tingling. He’d never felt this ticklish in his life. How was this even possible!? His position, the mixture of sensations, the look on Deku’s face… It was all too much. He had to do something, anything, to get out of this, but he could barely think. Is this what Deku felt like when he begged for mercy—oh!

“DEHEHEHEHEKU! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHALL MIHAHAHAHIGHT!!”

Their childhood safeword.

“Eeh? Ah!”

Izuku stopped and pulled back immediately after he processed what he had heard. Blackwhip fully retracted seconds later, depositing a dumbfounded Katsuki onto the mattress below.

“Oh, thahank Gohohod…”

“Oh my gosh, Kacchan, are you okay? What happened? I totally blanked out there!”

“I am… I am going to kill you. COME HERE, YOU BASTARD!!!”

“WAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! K-KACCHAHAHAHAHAN!?”

Katsuki tackled Izuku, grabbing his flanks and crackling harmless little explosions all over his waist, hips, and thighs.

“You’re not the only one who can use his quirk for tickle torture! How do you like it, huh!?”

“AHAHAHAHAHAI’M SAHAHAHAHAHAHAHARRY!!”

“Stupid nerd…” Katsuki said to himself, fondly. “You’ll be real sorry by the time I’m done with you!”

[ticklish-n-stuff]

Tickletober day 30: Caught

OK BUT I CAN'T BE THE ONLY ONE WHO HAD TICKLY THOUGHTS AT CHUUYA'S FANGS. ESP WHEN HE COULDNT TAKE THEM OFF AT THE END LMAOOO

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Chuuya x Dazai (interpret as you wish)

Lee: Dazai

Ler: Chuuya

Warnings: Tickles!

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"Goddamit!!" Chuuya let out an annoyed growl, struggling to take the fake fangs off. All while his "partner" laughed at his misery.

"Oh Chuuya, I didn't think you could look even more ridiculous!" Dazai clutched his stomach, his face full of glee as he could practically feel the anger radiate from Chuuya.

"Oh shut up, asshole!" the ginger huffed in annoyance, until a mischevious idea popped up into his head. "Oi, Dazai. How about I give you something to really laugh about?~" a cocky smirk made it's way across his lips.

"Huh-" Dazai didn't have long to react, he was too busy in his hysterics to stop Chuuya from tackling him into the ground. He may not be able to use his gravity, but his weight was enough to keep Dazai trapped. And perhaps the brunnette was curious to see what his partner would do...

"What's wrong? Don't let me ruin your fun~" with that, Chuuya leaned his head down towards Dazai's neck. His fake fang quickly finding the soft flesh and sinking into it repeatedly, albeit EXTREMELY lightly. Almost like a feather brushing up against the skin, and it was enough to send Dazai into hysterics.

"EEK!—" the brunnette instantly squealed in surprise, he definitely didn't account for this in his innitial plan. "PFFT! AHAHAHAHA! C-CHUUYA..!" Dazai breathlessly called out his attacker's name through his boisterous laughter.

"Aww, already begging for mercy?~" Chuuya whispered against his ear, sending goosebumps all over his body. "How disappointing. And to think you'd still be this sensitive on your neck, it must be my lucky day~" with a smug grin, Chuuya went back to nibbling all over the sensitive skin of Dazai's neck, occassionally brushing against the shell of his ear to earn a surprised squeal from the taller male.

"Hmhm~ Since you don't seem too eager on escaping, perhaps I'll keep this going a while longer~" Chuuya swore he caught a faint blush creeping up Dazai's cheeks at his words, but it was true. Dazai could've easily escaped by now, as much as Chuuya hated to admit it, and yet he hasn't. Maybe he could fool everyone else, but the ginger certainly caught that sparkle of joy in his eyes from the tickles, and maybe Chuuya was having fun himself, not like he'd admit it in a million years.

"Now... prepare to scream~" Chuuya had the most devilish smirk on his face, as his onslaught of playful nibbles sent Dazai to his fatal demise full of laughter.

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[giggly-squiggily]

TickleTober Day 15 ~Tickle Fight~ (My Hero Academia)

CW: Swearing!

“GET BACK HERE YOU DAMN NERD-”

Midoriya was flying. Racing down the dorm halls, he nearly crashed into Todoroki when the other boy turned the corner.

“Todoroki!” Midoriya barely had time to squeeze his arm before Bakuogu came into view, hands popping. Switching gears, he pulled Todoroki before him like a human shield, giggling in anticipation. “Sahahve me!”

“What- huh?” Todoroki paled, clarity hitting him as Bakugou’s explosions went out, fingers raised and clawed. “Oh no- I’m an innocent bystand-eheheher!”

“Two for one? I’ll take it! Die- you damn nerds!” Bakugou roared as he grabbed them both, one arm around each of their waists as he dug into their bellies. “This is what you get for trying to tickle me!”

“Kahahhahhahchahahhahan, pleahahhhahahhase!” Midoriya squealed, feet kicking bicycles in the air as he thrashed about. “Iihihihiihm shahahahhahaharry!”

“Gehahaha! Dohoohon’t tihihiihckle me, yohoohoohu jehehehherk!” Todoroki was a bit better, feet planted on the ground as he tried doubling over and away. “Cuuhuhuhut it ohohohoohut!”

“No way! This is too good!” Bakugou snickered, blasting himself over to the nearest couch before tossing them on, resuming the tickles immediately. “So- which one of you is gonna cry for mercy first?”

“Kahahhahahchhahahhahahan!” Midoriya squealed when his ribs were pinched.

“Gehehehhet ohohoohohohooff!” Todoroki cried out as his thigh was squeezed, cheeks pink.

“Stubborn, are we? Fine- Guess I’ll just have to keep tickling you-AH!” The blonde yelped when a streak of black shot out- Midoriya’s quirk wrapping around his waist before he was yanked between the pair. “Shit- Hang on! Hahahahhang ohohohohohohohon fuuhuhuhuuhuhuck!”

“What’s that? Can’t hear you over the sound of us winning!” Midoriya cheered, he and Todoroki going for each side of Bakugou’s torso, digging into ribs and pinching along his waist.

“What was that earlier about crying mercy?” Todoroki cooed, equally motivated.

“Shuhuhuhhuhuhut thehhehehehe fuhuhuhuhuck uhuhuhuuhuhp! Ahehahhahhahahahaha yohoohoou dhahahahahmn neheheherds-AHHAH NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHRE!”

“All you gotta say is mercy, Kacchan.” Midoriya teased, pinching his hips relentlessly as Todoroki held up his wrists. “Just say the word and it’ll all be over.”

“FUHUHUHUUHCK OHOHOHOHOOFF!”

“So be it. Get him good, Midoriya.”

[ticklygiggles]

Tickletober Day 1 - Trap

Ft. BokuAkaKuro

A/N: First day of tickletober time passes by too fast and I'm so not ready, but I hope you guys enjoy this one!

Nervous laughter poured out of him as they ran around the house, Kuroo and Akaashi hot behind him. Their little tickle war had gotten a little extreme. Bokuto had wrecked Kuroo and Akaashi until there were tears of laughter in their eyes, but neither of them had been able to grab Bokuto to tickle him back so, in a desperate attempt to stop the menace that Bokuto had become, both decided to join forces and thus the great chase began. 

The three of them ran around the house like madmen, Bokuto laughing as he tried to escape from his lovers, but it was difficult: the space was small and two against one was simply unfair. He tripped many times, and every time he would hear soft gasps from being him, Kuroo and Akaashi worrying that he might get hurt, but they kept chasing after him, regardless.

"Keheheiji!" Bokuto squeaked out a laugh when he felt Akaashi's fingers brushing his back, almost catching him. "This is unfahair!" He said, but he only heard Akaashi chuckling behind him. 

Bokuto quickly ran towards the couch, using it as a shield. He tried to trick Akaashi into thinking he was going left and when Akaashi moved to follow him, he quickly went right, but Akaashi was very agile and changed directions easily, making Bokuto squeal with laughter. 

"H-Hehey! Why ahare you chasing me?! I didn't do anything wrong! I just- aaah!"

Akaashi suddenly jumped into the couch, and as Bokuto was turning around to start running again, a single thought crossed his mind: 

Where the hell was Kuroo?! 

"Gotcha!" 

"Aaack!" 

Bokuto was startled when he suddenly was clashing against Kuroo's body. Kuroo's arms quickly embraced him tightly. It was a trap! Akaashi was cornering him so Kuroo could catch him! 

"Unfair!" He shrieked with a big smile as Kuroo hugged him tighter. "Teeeetsuuu," he whined, squirming like a fish out of water. "Lehet go! This is unfair! You two against me is- n-no!"

He was easily wrestled and pinned to the carpet, Kuroo pulling Bokuto's hands under his knees and Akaashi straddling his hips. Bokuto was grinning widely. 

He was naturally a giver, so being under the playful attention from his lovers, he really was having a good time, but what fun was it if he didn't put up a fight?

He tried to squirm and he pulled at his arms, but he certainly was tightly pinned and when Akaashi's fingers finally descended to his sides, he couldn't do much more to free himself. 

"K-Keheheijihi!" He giggled softly, jerking and shivering as he felt Akaashi's gentle fingers tickling him. "It tihickles!"

Bokuto was not very ticklish. The tickles at his sides did make him chuckle, but he soon grew used to it. Akaashi's fingers moving up to his armpits had him giggling brightly, scrunching his nose up at the funny sensations, but the three of them knew exactly where to tickle him to get the best reactions. 

"Haah! KehehEIJI, NOHOHO!"

His loud, boisterous laughter was finally free the moment Akaashi's hands sneaked under his shirt and started kneading at his tummy. Bokuto arched his back, nearly throwing Akaashi off him. His cackles filled their whole home and both Kuroo and Akaashi giggled. 

"What do you have there, Koutarou?" Kuroo teased him. "What's under your shirt that's making you laugh so much?"

Bokuto shook his head laughing wholeheartedly and shrieking when Akaashi clawed the middle of his belly, right around his belly button. 

"Do you think he's hiding something under his shirt, Tetsu-san? I wonder what it is," Akaashi teased too and Bokuto felt his cheeks getting hot. He was starting to cry as his laughter made his body shake. 

Bokuto was really not the ticklish type, but his stomach was a very bad spot- if not the weakest, on him. He knew the only way he could make Akaashi stop was giving up, but he could handle a little tickling. 

“Try his thighs.”

“NOHOHO!”

“Right here?”

Well… maybe he couldn’t handle it? 

Both Kuroo and Akaashi laughed when Bokuto let out the loudest shriek yet as Akaashi’s fingers buried between his legs and squeezes the soft skin there. He found himself howling with laughter and trying to kick his legs, but Akaashi had taken a seat on his knees, pinning his legs as he kept tickling that spot mercilessly. 

Bokuto shivered all over, overwhelmed by the sensation he was so not used to. He wanted to get his hands out from under Kuroo's knees, and he also wanted to get Akaashi off of his legs, but he could only focus on the sensation that made him laugh uncontrollably and his brain feel like mush.

"WAHAHAHAIT!" He cried between laughter, his cheeks red. "Ah! N-Nohoho," he jumped when Kuroo tickled his tummy too, hands squeezing the muscles near his sides. "TEHEHETSU! OKAHAHAY! TRUHUHUCE!" 

The tickling stopped immediately and he was left giggling brightly as he tried to catch his breath and brush off the phantom tickles on his tummy and inner thighs. 

"Do you give up, Kou?" Kuroo asked with a wide, teasy grin. Bokuto looked up at him, smiling brightly and then he looked at Akaashi before grabbing him and wrestling him down. 

"Not yet," Bokuto said, grinning as his thumbs pressed against Akaashi's hips, making him howl with laughter. 

"TEHEHEHSU-SAHAHAHAN! HEHEHELP!" 

Bokuto giggled, trying to fight Kuroo's hands going for his belly while still tickling one of Akaashi's hips, but soon Kuroo and Bokuto were engaged in a wrestling match for a few second before Bokuto's laugh ringed around the house all over again. 

It seemed like their intense little war would continue for a while longer.