#valstickletober

[vqler]

i said we CONTINUE.

day 2 - contest

[dokidoki-muffin]

DokiDoki Spice Warning 🔥🧁👇

Kind of a Tickletober drawing 😂 Sort of 🙈🔥 Saw the prompt "Golden Retriever" on @vqler Tickletober list Welp this one is not golden.. and whether he's a good boy is currently very much in question, but I thought it's a fantastic time to bring back some Tadaai Sk8 art again 🤭🥰💖😈🔥 Versions without text and accessories below the cut 👇

[infrequent-creator]

Day 4: Tame

Rosie x Alastor

Summary: S2 SPOILERS AHEAD SO BE WARNED. Alastor needs a little reminder of who he's dealing with. Rosie has no problem putting him in his place.

A/N: forgot to put a link to @vqler , so here it is ! Give them a follow if you aren't already !

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Alastor let out a breath before knocking proudly on Rosie's parlor door.

"Rosie darling, I've come to visit~" he called sweetly throughout the empty parlor.

"Oh Alastor, right on time! How good to see you. Don't you look handsome today." She was just finishing preparing the tea for their little get together.

"Anything for you, my dear." He placed the flowers in an empty vase on the table.

"Come, come. Sit. Tell me, how goes the hotel business?" She cooed.

"Ah, yes about that. It's been quite taxing on me lately, with my broken staff and all. So I quit!" He let out a chuckle as he straightened in his chair.

Rosie paused mid-sip of her tea.

"You...what?" Rosie cocked her head to the side.

"Well I just thought--"

"You thought? Alastor, sweetie, angel, you don't do the thinking here. That's my job." The cannibal overlord gave a little smirk in his direction. Alastor let out a growl in return.

"Now now, don't be nasty Alastor, it's not very becoming." She waved a hand as she took another sip of her tea.

"The hotel has been doing nothing but hold me back further, so I decided to quit. There's nothing in our deal that says I have to work there." He crossed his arms in defiance. Almost like a child pouting.

"Do I need to remind you of what happened last time you gave me attitude?" Rosie set her chin in her hand, tilting her head at the angry deer.

"That won't be necessary." He quickly quiped back. His radio static crackled around his words, his ears twitching.

"Hmmm, I don't know, you seem a little forgetful today. I know just the thing to fix it." With a snap of her fingers, Alastor was snatched around his ankles and his wrists high above his head by a soft golden sash of power.

He tensed up immediately, his ears prickling in anticipation. Oh gods, not this.

"Rosie, this really is a bit much don't you think?"

"There you go again... thinking." She rolls her eyes, her binds securing around the legs and bag of the chair

"Pets don't think." She continues, slowly rising from her chair. Her feet gently tapping the tile floor as she walked. This caused the hairs on Alastor's next & shoulders to stand on end.

"You, my deer, are meant to sit, stay, and..." Her clawed fingers raked against her prey's ribs. "smile~"

Grunts and sputters forced their way between his clenched lips.

"R-Rosie, d-doOHont!" His voice pitched as her pointed nails scratched lightly at the hollows of his dress shirt.

"Again with the attitude, you need to relax darling, or this is only going to get worse for you." She cooed in his twitching ear. Rosie used one finger to make random pokes up and down the radio demon's flank.

"Rohohosiee!" Alastor tried to whine but the bubbly giggles sneaking out didn't help.

"There's those giggles, deer. Let's hear more of that~" she teased further, her hand sneaking behind his back to tickle his shoulder blades & spine.

"N-NohohoOhohoOHO! N-NahahahAhahAt theheeHEHEre!"

"Oh begging are we? How cute~" Her breath tickling his ears enough to make the left one flick around.

"I dohoOHONT BEHEHEG-AH-AHA-HA!" His laughter got faster as her nails tickled the base of his neck. His shoulders trying to shake her off, but it was no use. He was stuck.

"Are you going to be a good boy or do I need to tickle your cute ears?"

"I-I'LL behehehehe gohoHOHOHOOD ROSIE NAHAHAT MY EHEHEAR!!" A loud static sound rang through the parlor as he panicked. Even cracking the vase the flowers were in.

After a moment of her finger playfully wiggling behind his ear; she stopped to stare at the shattered vase.

"Alastor, shame on you, making a mess in my place of business. You better get the broom mister, I mean it." She waved her hand and the golden bonds disappeared. Alastor collapsed in on himself, a giggling puddle.

"Well cmon now, vamouse your cabouse Al, I got customers coming soon!" She clapped a few times to hurry him up out of the comfy chair. He growled to himself as he got up on wobbly legs to get a broom.

This woman is going to be the death of me ...

[gingerlee-holds]

oh hey there hows the family thats good thats good hey listen, this is a fic for the MCU featuring our favorite god of mischief!! for a bit of explanation, you, the reader, are a very very skilled marksman and sniper. Also, here's a five dollar word: seiðr, the type of magic practiced in Norse society and what I'm going to call Loki's magic. i hope you enjoy!!!

this is a fic requested by @burningablaze!! thank you so much for requesting!! <3333

this is for TKTober using the prompt list by @vqler

Too Far

Words: 1,872 Pairing: Ler!Loki, Lee!Reader Warnings: Feet twords, self-insert fic! Prompt: Escape

Your boots pounded against the sleek floors of the Avengers compound, breath coming in ragged gasps as you darted around another corner. Somewhere behind you, Loki's laugh, rich, sharp, and far too entertained, rolled down the hallway like a predator's growl.

"This is beneath me," you muttered under your breath, dodging past a reinforced door that you knew led to the sparring room. Honestly, you were just trying to convince yourself that you hadn't really done something that bad. "God of Mischief, my ass... more like the God of Overreacting."

The truth was, you had gone too far this time. It hadn't been your finest idea to grab a can of bright red spray paint from Tony's workshop and leave taunting graffiti all over Loki's prized cloak while he'd been distracted in the library. "Christmas colors are in fashion on Asgard! Red beats green any day!" You'd even doodled crude stick figures of Thor hammering Loki into the ground.

It was glorious... up until he found it.

Now, with every corner you turned, you swore you could hear his voice slithering through the air.

"Run faster, little mortal. I do enjoy a good chase."

You swore and pushed harder, clutching the last of your throwing knives in one hand. Your usual armament of rifles didn't exactly help at point-blank range, and right now, you'd give just about anything for some more distance between you and Loki Laufeyson.

You slid into the training room, boots skidding on polished flooring. Slamming the door shut, you pressed your back against it, chest heaving. Maybe, just maybe, you'd bought yourself a few seconds.

The overhead lights flickered.

A ripple spread across the room, and your stomach plummeted. Loki's illusions shimmered into existence, four of him at once, each smirking with the same infuriating grin. They fanned out to block the exits, long green coats (still stained with streaks of your red paint, to your satisfaction) swishing dramatically.

"Well, well," one of them drawled. "Cornered already?

"I thought you had more fight left in you."

"You really should've chosen blue. Red is such an obvious cry for attention."

The fourth chimed in, wagging a finger. "And on my cloak? Naughty, naughty..."

You gritted your teeth and hurled the knife at the closest version of him. It sliced through empty air as the illusion dispersed like mist.

"Cheap tricks," you spat, yanking another blade from your belt.

"From me?" His voice slithered behind you, low and amused. "My tricks are just fine."

Before you could spin, icy fingers clamped around your wrist, twisting the knife neatly from your grasp.

You cursed, thrashing, but in a heartbeat, glowing green tendrils of seiðr wrapped around your arms, dragging them above your head and fixing them to thin air as though chained to an invisible post. Your knives clattered uselessly to the floor. Loki stepped smoothly in front of you, emerald eyes glittering, lips curled into a grin that spelled nothing but trouble for you. Poor thing.

His ruined cloak still bore your graffiti, an obscene red smiley face sprayed right over his chest, but somehow, that only made him look more menacing. Your grave error stared you in the face along with its consequences.

"Well, look at you now," he purred, circling. "My little vandal caught red-handed. Quite literally." His gaze flicked down at the paint streaks still dried onto your gloves.

You tried to steady your voice, but panic set in fast. "L-Loki, I-I'm sorry, okay? It was just a joke, really-"

"Oh?" His brows lifted, his words laced with mock surprise. "An apology? That quickly? Well, I haven't even started." He pinched your chin and leaned in close, nose inches from yours, voice dropping to a silken whisper as he glared at you spitefully. "Do you know what victory smells like? It smells like fear."

Your chest tightened as he lifted a hand and flexed his fingers ominously.

"No, wait- hang on, let's just talk about this-!"

The first squeeze landed on your ribs, sharp and sudden. You bucked against the bindings with a yelp that instantly cracked into helpless laughter.

"L-LoHoHohOki, doHohoHOOn't-!!"

He chuckled darkly, dragging his fingers up your sides with excruciating slowness, pausing at every flinch, every squeak. "Mmm. Yes. There it is. A delightful sound. You sound almost cheerful for someone about to be undone."

You twisted, shaking your head, but the seiðr held tight. He slipped his hands under your arms, spidering maddeningly light touches into your underarms until you threw your head back, giggles bursting uncontrollably.

"Oh, that's a lovely reaction," Loki mused. "So sharp here, but softer-" He abruptly squeezed at your waist, and you shrieked. "-ahhh, there it is. Such honesty in the language of laughter."

You kicked wildly, trying to curl forward, but he only pushed your arms higher overhead with another flick of magic, exposing you more.

"P-PLEHEHEHEHehHEASe!" you gasped, tears of laughter already springing to your eyes. "IhIHihIHI sHAahhahaId IhihIHI wHhahahas soHohOhorry!!"

"You think that makes up for what you've done?" His smirk widened as he dove mercilessly back into your ribs, scribbling fast until your body convulsed with laughter. "Oh, my dear Y/N, I will paint my vengeance across your nerves until you beg me for mercy."

Your apologies only spilled faster, tumbling between broken laughter, which seemed to fuel his delight all the more.

"Beg louder," he teased, tone silken as his hands darted for your hips. "You've only just started amusing me."

Your head whipped side to side as Loki's fingers danced wickedly over your torso, tracing every seam in your combat gear.

"Such desperation," he murmured, voice syrupy with mischief. "But which is worse for you, hmm?" His hands slowed, deliberately testing. First, maddening wiggles in your underarms that left you hiccuping with giggles. Then a sudden squeeze at your knee that sent your laughter pitching up into shrieks.

"Aha~!" he crowed, triumphant. "The knee, then. My little hero cannot keep their composure."

You gasped through laughter, trying to twist away. "IHIhiHiHI'm NohOhOt- IhiHihI'm NohohoT liHihIHIttle!!"

"Oh, you are compared to me." His smirk was sharper than knives. He leaned close enough for his breath to brush your ear. "And look at that face. You don't have your mask to hide behind, none of your usual stoic calm. Just flushed cheeks and that delightful smile you try so hard to bury."

You squeezed your eyes shut and tried to conceal your face in your arm, but that only made his chuckle deepen. "Oh no, don't you dare hide from me. I'll pry every expression out of you, every laugh, until you admit just how much I own you in this moment."

Your apologies spilled out between giggles, frantic and breathless, but Loki only seemed to savor them like a horn of Asgardian ale.

"Right. Enough fumbling about," Loki declared, and with a wave of seiðr, glowing green hands bloomed from thin air, shimmering duplicates that clamped around your ankles, pulling you taut. They tickled in tandem with his real ones, scribbling mercilessly on your soles.

You screamed with laughter, thrashing around wildly, but the magic held you suspended like a helpless marionette.

"Magnificent," Loki said, eyes glittering. "Such a mighty hero reduced to nothing but laughter when I so choose. Does it tickle more when I tease..." the conjured hands dragged lazy spirals along your arches, "...or when I torment?" He lunged back into your ribs with both hands, squeezing mercilessly.

You nearly choked on your own giggles, tears streaking your cheeks. "L-LOhOhOhOKI!! IHiHihi cahahAHahnt-!"

"Oh, you can." He tilted his head, grin sharp and gleeful. "You'll laugh until I decide otherwise."

The tempo shifted constantly, slow, feather-light touches that drove you mad with anticipation, then sudden vicious squeezes that left you shrieking. Loki hummed under his breath, as though testing an instrument. "Yes... This spot here sings the sweetest," he muttered, clawing at your sides. "But here-" his fingers pinched lightly at your hips and you let out a squeal so sharp he laughed aloud, "-oh, that's worth repeating~."

"IHIHI'LL NEHEHEVER- NEHEHEVER TOUHUHUCH YOUHUHUR CLOHOHOAK AGAHAHAIN!!" you gasped between peals of laughter. "IHIHI'LL- IHIHI'LL EVEEHEHEN POHOHOLISH YOUHUHUR BOOHOOTS- JUHUHUST STOHOHOP!"

Loki's eyes lit with malicious amusement. "Polish my boots? How quaint. You think your petty chores will buy my mercy?" He leaned in close, brushing a single finger under your chin, making you giggle despite the fleeting touch. "No, no, little mortal. Your laughter is worth far more than any groveling."

He dipped to your ear, whispering so softly it made your stomach flip even as you laughed helplessly. "So fragile for someone who calls themselves a warrior. So very easy to undo." His hands darted back to your underarms, and you broke into unrestrained cackles.

"P-pLEEHehEHASE, IhIhI MEhEHEHAN IhIHIHIT!" you begged. "IHIHI'LL DOOHOHOOO AHAHANYTHIHIHING!!"

"Anything?" Loki echoed, savoring the word. He tickled more slowly now, deliberate and cruel, making you gasp between each laugh. "Then admit to me that you are mine to play with."

Through hiccupy giggles, you choked out, "IhihIHI- IHiHII'M YOUHUHURS!! JUHUHUHUHUST STOHOHOHOHOP-!!!"

"Lovely," he purred, though his fingers never faltered.

At last, after what felt like hours but could only have been minutes, the green bindings dissolved. Your body dropped in a heap onto the floor, limbs trembling, lungs gasping for air. You curled onto your side, giggling uncontrollably as the aftershocks rippled through you.

Loki stood above, utterly composed, not a hair out of place, though the crimson graffiti still marred his cloak in bold streaks. He regarded you with cool satisfaction, like a cat who had toyed with a mouse until it lay too exhausted to flee.

"I-Ihihihihi'll wahahahsh ihihit!!" you blurted through lingering laughter, still sprawled on the floor. "Ihihihi swehehehear, Ihihihi'll wahahash the pahaint out... cleheheaner than befohohore... untihihihil it shihines like it's nehehew... juhust plehehease dohohon't... dohohohon't..." A helpless giggle cut you off, leaving you breathless.

Loki smirked, tilting his head. "That will be good, for a start."

With a theatrical swirl of his ruined cloak, he turned and strode from the room, leaving you sprawled on the training floor, breathless, aching, and very aware of your poor life choices.

A few minutes later, the door hissed open again, and you turned your head to see Sam and Bucky walking in with their duffel bags of equipment. They took one look at you and chuckled.

"Yeah," Sam nodded, "Training's like that some days."

Bucky grinned, bending down to ruffle your hair. "It gets easier with time."

"Wh-" You furrowed your brows, then understood. They thought you were totally wiped from a workout. Yes. Okay. Alright, you could work with this. "Y-yeah, those uhm... those lunges were killer."

The two men ahh-ed with understanding.

"You should have stretched first," Sam told you.

"-should have stretched first," Bucky said, a few seconds behind. He pursed his lips and gently hit Sam in the shoulder for saying it first.

"Y-yeheah, I'll do better next time..." you whined softly, although your meaning was different from what they thought. One thing's for sure, you weren't gonna pull a stunt like that on Loki again...

...At least, not in the near future. A month from now, all bets are off. Maybe he'll be a better sport next time.

[lovelynim]

TickleTober2025/Day 04 - Tame

Bungo Stray Dogs - Osamu Dazai x Nakahara Chuuya

"Y-YOU FUHUHUCKING JEHEHERK!!" Chuuya cackled like a maniac, throwing his head back into the old couch while arching his spine. Squirming and thrashing around were proved useless a long ago, but he simply couldn't help it — his body was moving on its own, his nerves screaming for a way out of this hellish situation he found himself in. "RELEHEHEASE ME NOHOHOW!!"

"You did it wrong, idiot," Dazai scolded, his tone soft yet poised with a second-hand mockery. He shook his head, moving one hand away from Chuuya's body and holding a finger out while he proceeded with the explanation. "It's a really simply trick, even a dumb dog like you can learn it."

"I-I'm nohohot a dohoh- aHAHA, SHIHIHIT! GEHEHET OUT OF THEHERE!!" He screamed, feeling his cheeks burn and some strands of hair sticking to his dampened forehead. Dazai's hands refused to leave his stupidly ticklish armpit, torturing each and every nerve until it they were nearly dull — just to then move a little higher or lower, starting it over.

"The book I read said patience and repetition are keys to taming dogs," he continued and Chuuya widened his eyes in panic as he saw the other hand coming back to 'work'. "Of course, a little reprehension is also necessary to correct… unwished behaviors."

Oh, how much he wished he could snap Dazai's neck in two right now. Chuuya pulled at his arms, both trapped under Dazai's knee, and planted his heels into the soft cushions, screaming insults as hard as he could through his angry laughter. Dazai only hummed along, keeping himself comfortably sat right next to his 'dog's' face, admiring his hysteric reactions.

Still, it felt like a rock was holding him down. He felt his hands going a little numb, his blood barely making to the tips of his fingers under all that jerk's weight. His pride was repeatedly telling himself to not submit, to not fall for Dazai's antics again — but it tickled so, so bad!

"F-FUHUCK!!" Chuuya shouted again, gasping as those words took the last bits of air he had inside his lungs. "F-FIHIHINE, YOU— AHAhahasshohole! AHah, w-wohohoof! WOHOHOFF!"

"Hm, what was that?" Dazai grinned, leaning his head a bit closer just to look down at Chuuya's desperate smile from the right angle. "Did you say something, mr. Doggy?"

"YOU PIHIHIECE OF- AHAHAH!" Chuuya widened his eyes, not expecting the tickling to get even worse than it already was. "I— AHAHA, WOOF! WOHOHOF, PLEHEHEASE!"

"Good boy! ~" Dazai purred and freezed his hands on spot, leaving his fingers curled, but still, against Chuuya's body. He watched the redhead's chest wave, his ragged and hoarse breath stopping the silence from taking over the place. "See? I knew even you could learn a new trick."

"G-go— hahh, t-to hell!" Chuuya whined, feeling his head spin. He had been tickled before, sure enough, but Dazai was simply a beast. He couldn't even figure out what that freaky bastard was doing to make him laugh like that. It didn't matter, thought, what matter was that it was ov—

"Oh," Dazai smiled, pressing his knee a little harder against Chuuya's hands again, as if changing his mind about letting him go. "I remember that the book said to praise and give treats to your dog while taming it, too. Supposedly, it helps them memorize the trick."

"D-Dazai, don't you f-fucking dare!"

"Now, who is a good doggy? ~"

"You piece of shiHIHI- AHAHAA!"

A/N: It's been a looooong while since I watched the show or read anything with these two, but they were the first to come up to me when I read this prompt so... hehehe

[ticklygiggles]

Tickletober 2025 | Day 3: Villain

Sylus x Reader

Sylus was… amused. He had accepted to do this because, well, how could he ever deny anything to his kitten? But he never imagined that she would enjoy this so much. He smirked, a deep chuckle rumbling in his chest when the pretty hunter, in her newst uniform, straddled his lap. Her legs pressed against his hips and her chest was flush against his. Sylus, for his part, was handcuffed to the chair, his hands relaxed behind the backrest. His ankles cuffed to the chair legs. She grinned, her eyes twinkling with something that made Sylus' stomach flutter. "Well, well, well. We finally got you, Onychinus Leader~" She traced his sharp jawline with her gun. He had asked if it was necessary to use the real thing, she had said it'd make this whole 'roleplaying' thing more serious. "Someone is enjoying herself too much," he purred, his eyes halflidded as he looked into hers. She groaned quietly. "Play along, Sylus!" He chuckled, but nodded softly. "Oh~? And what makes you think I didn't let you catch me on purpose, miss hunter?" That seemed to please her. She grabbed his collar and pulled, making their noses touch, lips barely brushing against each others. "Don't try to be a smartass with me, Onychinus Leader. You're the most wanted villian in all Linkon, and the Hunter Association finally got a hand on you. Your criminal days are over." His smirk widened. If he didn't know better, he would've thought she actually held a grudge against him. She tilted his chin up with her gun, the tips of their noses touching and her grin widening. "What? Out of clever comebacks already?" Sylus tilted his head, that dangerous smile curling his lips. "Maybe I'm just waiting to see what you'll do with me, little miss hunter. Surely you won't shoot, right?" She huffed and Sylus could barely contain his amusement. She let the gun aside, and before he could react, her fingers darted to his ribs. Sylus jerked violently against the cuffs, his deep laugh bursting out unrestrained. “W–wait! Ki-Kihihitten, th-that’s not—ahaha! Fair!” “Confess your crimes, villain!” she demanded, her hands merciless as they squeezed up his sides towards his ribs. Sylus growled, trying to hold back his laughter, but she knew exactly where to touch to drive him absolutely crazy. However, he wasn't going to back down, at least not yet. “I’ll… n-nehehever… confess—!” he gasped, throwing his head back in helpless laughter when her hands found their way under his arms, his wrists straining in the cuffs. “Oh, then I’ll just keep going until the mighty Onychinus Leader begs for mercy,” she teased, her lips brushing against his jaw as she dug in again. Ah, the things he gets into to please her...

[wertzunge]

Proper Education

A/N: I didn’t know how to approach this one, but I think working a tiny bit with “languages barriers” here did the magic. Number 22 - Foreigner - of @vqler's Tickletober prompt list of 2025 ft. Ash and Eiji from Banana Fish.

Words: 1,097 words under the cut

The hideout was quiet for once. The air was heavy with that warm, late-afternoon stillness - when the day hasn’t quite ended but the sun has started to cast long shadows. A cracked window let in the faint noise of the street below, but inside it was calm and relaxed.

Ash was stretched out on a beat-up couch, lounging in that effortlessly feline way he had, one arm draped across the back. Beside him sat Eiji, their shoulders touching just barely. On the opposite couch, Bones and Kong were slumped like they hadn’t moved in hours, half-awake from the heat and boredom.

Bones yawned, stretching his arms behind his head. “Man… this place could use a damn fan.” “You’re free to leave,” Ash muttered, not even looking up. Bones just smirked lazily. “Nah, not when we’re all chill and comfy like this.” Kong grunted in agreement, chewing something that might’ve once been gum.

The silence settled again until Bones tilted his head toward Eiji, who was absently flipping through a magazine, his head slightly tilted in that thoughtful way he always had. “You know…” Bones began, “I’ve always wondered somethin’.” Ash glanced at him sideways. Bones grinned. “Is Eiji ticklish?” Kong raised an eyebrow, vaguely intrigued.

The question made Ash sat up a little. “What?” Bones shrugged. “C’mon, I’m curious. Japanese guy like him? He probably has that soft laugh. Like heehee, y’know?” Ash rolled his eyes at that. “The hell is wrong with you?” he mumbled. “I’m bored.” Eiji looked up from his magazine and blinked. “Eh? What… tickle-ish?” He didn’t know that word yet.

However, he had understood something about “laughter” and “Japanese”. He tilted his head thoughtfully. “Ticklish,” Bones repeated, clearly amused now, “like… if someone pokes you, you laugh.” Eiji’s brow furrowed. “Ah… like, funny touch?”

Bones nodded enthusiastically. “Exactly. So… are you?” Eiji opened his mouth to answer, clearly unsure what Bones had just asked. The pink-haired leaned forward, gesturing toward his ribs with exaggerated finger wiggling. “Can I try?” he asked playfully.

Eiji hesitated. His eyes darted to Ash for a split-second, as if asking for his approval for whatever Bones wanted to try. The blonde’s eyes narrowed immediately. “Tch…” Bones raised both hands. “What? Just one poke, I swear!”

But before he could even lean forward, Ash had already wrapped an arm around Eiji’s waist and pulled him firmly into his lap with a smooth movement, confident, protective… possessive. Eiji made a surprised sound, his eyes widening. “Ah- Ash?”

“You want to know if he’s ticklish?” Ash said in a deceptively calm voice. “Then let me show you.” Bones snorted. “Uh oh.” Eiji looked around in confusion and opened his mouth to protest, but the blonde had already moved. His fingers pressed lightly into his sides, starting at the lowest ribs and tracing slow, teasing circles up toward his underarms.

“Ah- w-waHahait!” Eiji gasped, instinctively trying to curl in, but the other held him steady. He knew that feeling, so that’s what they meant. They had asked if he was ticklish. Though, he couldn't rejoice about his newly insight, because the answer to it was “Yes”.

So, the reaction had been instant - his face had cracked into a wide smile and laughter, his laughter, had immediately filled the room. His laugh was so pure, so unfiltered, it captured the small space with its warmth instantly.

Ash smirked, one brow lifting. “Huh. Interesting.” “Stahahap! ThaHaht- t-t-tickliHish-!!” Eiji laughed, trying to remember the word he had just learned. “Oh, now you know the word?” Bones commented. Eiji’s cheeks were flushed and he wriggled, trying to shield his sides. Ash only slipped his fingers under his shirt, letting them dance lightly over his bare stomach.

“GYAAAH!! N-NoHohoHo!!” the ravenhead squealed, his whole body trembling with suppressed giggles. Ash leaned in closer, his lips brushing dangerously close against his ear. “I’m tickling you Eiji,” he whispered. “Repeat after me, T-I-C-K-L-I-N-G~ You got it?” the blonde sing-songed, squeezing his hips with each spoken syllable. That damn teaser.

Eiji squirmed harder, laughing breathlessly. His hands managed to grab Ash’s wrists but weren’t pushing them away too hard. “NoHOho I- aAhahh I- stoHOhop!” Ash tilted his head and just smiled, completely ignoring him.

“Tickling means you laugh… when someone touches you like this…” he swept his fingers back down, brushing just beneath Eiji’s belly button, “or here,” he explained, squeezing his hips delightfully. Eiji kicked slightly, crying out through his giggles. “AHAHA ASH! YOU!!!”

Of course he knew what “tickling” was, he wasn’t living under a rock, but how should you explain that to a hot gang boss who seemed to enjoy himself for once, having so much fun right now? Besides, did he really wanted him to stop? Ash grinned even more, as if he had just read his mind. “This ticklish foreigner still needs lessons, I guess.”

The ravenhead could barely breathe from laughing, but still managed to gasp out a protesting “N-Not faiiiir!!” Ash chuckled softly, curling his arms tighter around him, tickling lazily now along his ribs and sides, occasionally brushing under his arm or along his hip with the faintest pressure to get another high-pitched laugh out of him.

“It’s fair. You agreed.” When did he do that? Bones whistled low. “Okay, okay… man’s got it handled.” Kong got up and slapped Bones’s shoulder. “We’re out.” Bones threw up his hands. “Yeah yeah, quality time and all that. We get it.” The two exited quietly, letting the door shut behind them, leaving Ash and Eiji in their ticklish togetherness.

Ash eventually slowed down a bit, letting his hands drift down to rest on Eiji’s waist. Latter was still chuckling under his breath, face pressed into the blonde’s shoulder, breath coming in short, happy bursts. “Meanie…” he murmured with a muffled voice. “You didn’t say no.” “I didn’t know wha-what it meant!” Eiji huffed between lingering giggles.

He even puffed out his cheeks, making Ash smile and lean in again, his tone softer now. “You do now.” He brushed his hair back from his reddish face, fingers slipping briefly behind his reddish ear. “Then… thank you for teaching, I guess,” Eiji whispered, a soft smile still persistent on his flustered face.

Ash smirked. “Anytime.” They stayed like that for a while longer - Eiji still curled into Ash’s lap, his body warm and loose from laughter, and Ash with one arm draped lazily around him, fingers gently stroking his side. No more words were needed, just the soft echo of laughter and the steady beat of two hearts syncing in perfect rhythm.

[aticklishpercivalwriter]

Try and Make Me Laugh!

Tickletober 2025 - Day 6: Immobile TickleTober 2025 Masterlist

Link to Art: Tighnari (@RyrmCher), Cyno (@yoichiyo_)

Summary: You stop by Tighnari’s place and tickle shenanigans ensue.

A/N: I know I’m skipping the order of the days, sorryyyy. I’ll admit I’m not confident for some day prompts, so I’m holding off 😓 Anyways, one of the longer fics for Tickletober :) Finally finished this draft I had sitting for 2 years 😅. Hope you enjoy!

Word Count: 2264 Also on AO3!

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“Hey Tighnari!” you announced your arrival in his home. Said person turned around from his experiment. His ears twitched adorably as he greeted you.

“It’s been quite a while since you came by Gandharva Ville. What brings you here?” he asked.

“To see you, my cute, adorable boyfriend,” you said as you poked his nose and gave him a smile.

He blushed and turned away as his tail lightly brushed against you.

“Y-You big lummox.”

You grinned. You couldn't get enough of seeing how flustered he can get compared to his seriousness around others. You smiled wider, giving him a hug and a kiss on his cheek before going for his lips when he turned back to face you.

“Surely that’s not the real reason you are here. Knowing you, you have many quests ahead of you.”

You pulled back and looked at him with a gleeful smile.

“No, I really came by to see you and Cyno. I've finished everything I needed to do, and I just wanted to spend time with both of you.”

The last of your words muffled as you buried your face into the crook of his neck and hugged him tight.

Tighnari broke into a smile and hugged you tighter, while giving you a peck on the head.

“I’m glad to see you again, baby.”

He pulled away from you and was walking toward his experiment table, but suddenly turned around and rushed back towards you, hugging you from behind.

“You know, forget my experiments. My attention is all on you now,” he playfully growled against your ear, and he planted little kisses along your neck and cheek.

“Nahahahari! Thahahat tihihihickles!” You giggled and felt heat rise to your ears and face as he gave you affection. He peppered you some more and ended it with a kiss to your lips and nuzzled against your cheek.

“I missed you.”

You melted at the sound of his voice as he led you to the bed and both of you cuddled for a few minutes with Nari stroking your head, lulling you into a peaceful calm.

“Nari~ I’m home! Where are you!”

Tighnari’s ears perked up, and a smile etched itself on your face, realizing whose voice it was.

Both of you saw Cyno walk into the room, eyeing the experiment table with confusion when he didn’t see Nari, and everything on it was a mess. His eyes roamed across the room, seeing if there was anything else out of place, and his eyes landed on two big pointy ears.

“Nari!”

He ran up to him but stopped short when he saw you. His eyes widened in recognition, and he continued to run over, smiling all the while.

“My cuddle bug!”

He reached out to you, but Nari hoisted you away.

“Heyyy!” Cyno pouted as his boyfriend pulled you away from him.

“I’m not finished yet. Wait your turn, you lummox.” Tighnari stuck out his tongue and pulled you closer to himself.

“Hmph! I’ll cuddle with them no matter what!”

You chuckled at your boyfriend’s declaration, and he looked at you with a playful glare.

“What are you laughing at!?”

“Nothing! I’m not even laughing. See?”

“Still, you were chuckling.”

“Hehehe.”

“Now that was a giggle, baby.”

Nari looked at you two fondly and chuckled. “I love you both so much.”

Both Cyno and you looked at him.

“I have noticed, though, that you…,” he nods at you, “…have never laughed in our presence. Why is that? Only chuckles and giggles.”

Cyno sat at the end of the bed and looked at you curiously.

“It’s not my fault that you guys suck at making me laugh,” you said. You notice that both of them widen their eyes at your statement, and they look at each other, then back at you, a glint in their eyes that makes you uneasy.

“Is that so~?” Cyno asks, crawling over to you, and you feel the hairs on your skin stand on end and your breath hitch at Cyno’s tone. He eyes you like you are his prey, and you squirm, but Nari tightens his hold on you, forcing you to look at him.

“Do you wanna take that back, darling?” Tighnari asks above you with a smirk, still gliding his fingers through your hair. You shiver as both your lovers look at you in a way you have never seen them before.

You debate on whether you should take it back or not, but ultimately…

“Nope, not at all,” you tease. “It’s true you both suck. Nibbles here,” you glance at Nari, “has lame nature facts, and you, Raspberry,” you eye Cyno, “have mediocre puns.”

To top it off, you stick out your tongue at them. You mean it all in good fun and know they won’t do anything you don’t like, but the evil smirks they gave in response made you regret a little bit of what you said.

“Ohh, you are so going down,” Cyno said as he cracked his knuckles and grabbed onto your hips.

You gulped before letting out a squeak upon feeling yourself slide off Tighnari’s body and onto the bed.

“We will make you laugh to our hearts’ content, ticklish one~” Tighnari teased.

You widened your eyes at the realization of the predicament you are in, and tried to twist away, but they kept you pinned down.

They lifted their fingers and hovered over their respective spots, and you immediately started giggling.

“Wahahahait! Dohohohon’t dohohoho ihihit!”

Both of them smirked and looked at you in amusement as you giggled just from them hovering over you.

“We haven’t even started yet, you big lummox.”

“You really are ticklish just to be giggling from this, huh?”

Your face felt like it was on fire, and your ears felt the same. You tried to cover your face with your hands, but Nari pulled them back and settled on top of your arms.

“Ah ah ah~ No hiding that pretty face of yours, love~ We want to be able to see that big smile of yours and hear that sweet laughter you haven’t shown us yet.”

You feel like you are about to combust, and they haven’t even started tickling you yet! Both of them suddenly dropped their fingers on you, but not tickling yet. Your giggling and struggling increased, the anticipation driving you crazy.

“Hehehehe! Plehehehease dohohon’t dohohoho thihihihis! Hehehehehe!”

Cyno blew on your belly, and Nari blew into your ears, and you jolted with a shrill of giggles, squeezing your eyes shut as you squirmed.

“Please what, hmm?~”

“What are we going to do?~”

Suddenly, you heard their deep growly voices against your ears, and you snapped your eyes open, seeing them looking down at you with predatory gazes. You turned away, but no matter what side you turn to, they lightly blow on your ears and whisper into them, making you look back at them and giggle uncontrollably.

“Youhuhuhu knohohow whahahat!”

“No, we don’t know. Isn’t that right, beloved?”

“Yeah, so why don’t you tell us?~”

Their piercing gazes and deep voices drove you up the wall. Your impending fate lay in those fingers, and you couldn’t bear it any longer.

“Tihihihickle mehehehe!”

“As you wish~” They whispered into your ear before going all in. Nari dug in your armpits, while Cyno zeroed in on your navel, and you lost it.

“GAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHO! OHOHOHOHO PLEAEHEASE! NAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHARIHIHIHI! CYNOHOHOHOHO! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

You twisted and turned wildly and even tugged at your arms, but Cyno and Tighnari have you at their mercy, or lack thereof, as they continued to wreck you with more vigor at the sound of your laughter.

Then you felt Nari pull away and couldn’t help but be snarky.

“Ahahahaha, thahahat’s ahahahall youhuhu gohohot? Youhuhu suhuh-AHAHAHAHA WHAHAHAT AREHEHEHE YOUHUHU DOHIHIHING!? THAHAHAHAT’S NOHOHOT FAIRHEHEHE!” You shrieked when Nari used gentle tickles in your left armpit, while rough ones in the other, causing you to thrash your head wildly against him.

“All is fair in love and war, my love~”

“GEHEHEHET OUTTAHAHAHA THEHEHERE! AHAHAHAHA!” You helplessly cackled as your other boyfriend took the chance to straddle your hips and start squeezing them. “CYNOHOHAHAHAHA!”

“Coochie coochie coo, tickle bug~,” Cyno cooed at you as he wreaked havoc on those very ticklish hips of yours and the occasional squeeze of your sides to keep you on your toes.

“AHAHAHAHAHA! N-NOHOHOHO TEHEHEHEASING! AHAHAHAHA! WAHAHAIT NAHAHAHARIHIHIHIHI! YOUHUHUHU SNEHEHEHEAKY FOHOHOHOX!” You giggled and whined as they switched up tactics, throwing you off guard and into more giddy laughter.

Tighnari and Cyno both smiled at you in endearment with mischievous glints in their eyes. They slowed down a bit, seeing the sign that you needed a breather.

“Hahahaha…hah…hah. Hehehe,” you breathed as your body felt heavy with exhaustion. “Youhuhu guhuhuys arehehe mehean,” you pouted, but the grin on your face showed how much you enjoyed it than you cared to admit.

“You started it,” Cyno rebutted as he crawled his fingers down towards your thighs and lazily skittered over them and back to your hips, repeating the process over and over.

“You ready to apologize yet, baby~?” Nari asked as he followed Cyno’s lead, stroking your neck.

You giggled in response to their touches and snuggled closer to Nari as a smirk started to form on your face.

“Mmm…Nah.”

“I knew you would say that.”

Tighnari suddenly pulled you up flush against his chest with his arms wrapping around you, making you blush and squeak out in surprise.

“H-hey, what are youhuhu— Nohohoho! Nahaharihihi!” You cackled as he suddenly snuggled into your neck, and his furry ears tickled you.

“You are so ticklish and cute for your own good, love.”

Cyno followed suit, crawling up towards your sides and lightly scribbling against them.

“GAHAhahaha! Hehehehe! Cynohohoho!”

“I think you mean Cyyehehehes. Tickle tickle tickle~”

You giggled and squirmed as they tickled you, but then you got an idea. It was a dangerous one, but you wanted to give it a shot. Since Nari hoisted you up, you were able to move your hands behind Nari, giving you the perfect opportunity to tickle him anywhere you can reach.

“Whahahat thehehe!?” You grinned in triumph as Nari started giggling, and you began to squirm your way out of Nari’s grasp.

But you forgot oneeee small detail…

“AHAHAGH, NOHOHOHO! AHAHAHAHA! CYNOHOHOHO!” Cyno’s hands moved swiftly towards the space between your armpits and ribs, and he drilled into them, making you laugh in mirth and fall back against Nari.

“Don’t worry, my sweet, Nari! I will protect you!”

Nari quickly recovered from your attack and rolled his eyes at Cyno’s comment.

“You are a real lummox, you know?”

“But you love me nonetheless~ :P”

“Hah, I can’t deny that, but let’s deal with our troublemaker now, hmm?”

“Yes, let’s deal with them~” You gulped, hearing Cyno’s deep, dominating voice. That voice always shakes you to your core. “You have angered the tickle monsters. You know what we do to those who anger us?~”

“HAHAHAHAHA! PLEHE- AHAHAHAHAHA!” You could only shake your head and roar with laughter as Nari joined the fray again, tickling your armpits with devastating precision, and Cyno began circling your belly button.

“Well, let’s show you.”

Cyno and Nari looked and nodded at each other, and slowly descended.

“3.”

“NAHAHAHA YOUHUHU GUHUHUYS!”

“2.”

“PLEHEHEHEASE I WIHIHIHILLL DIEHEHE!

“1.”

Nari suddenly began nibbling on your neck and ears, while scribbling against your armpits. Cyno started going to town on your hips and giving out raspberries over your navel and anywhere he could reach.

“BWAHAHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHA!! I- AHAHAHAHA! HAHAHA!”

“Aww, look at you~ Your laughter is music to our ears, isn’t that right, Nari?”

“Mhmm, and look at the way they’re squirming~ Feels soooo ticklish, doesn’t it? Who’s making who laugh now?~”

“Still salty about them sneaking their fingers on you? Y’know what they call a salty—”

“Cyno, I’ll make you sleep on the couch if you finish that joke.”

“Fineee. You’re no fun.”

They not only cooed at you but were casually bickering as if you weren’t laughing your head off.

“I’M SAHAHAHAWRY! PLEHEHEHEASE! YOUHUHU BOHOHOHOTH MAHAHADE MEHE LAHAHAUGH!”

“Oh? Was that an apology I’m hearing?” Cyno smirked, not slowing down his tickles.

“YEHEHEHES! I’M BEHEHEGGING YOUHUHUHU! IHIHIHI TAHAHAHAKE IHIHIHIT BAHAHACK! YOUHUHU CAHAHAN MAHAHAKE MEHE LAHAHAUGH!”

“Mn, I’m not satisfied with that. Are you Cyno?”

“Nope. Tell me I have the best puns.”

“And admit you always want to cuddle with my tail.”

“WHAHAHAT! NEHEHEHEVER!”

“Suit yourself.”

Nari massaged your ribs and nibbled your ears, while Cyno simultaneously blew raspberries on your navel and traced your quick bout of defiance suddenly disappeared.

“NAHAHAHAHA! OKAHAHAY! I LOHOHOVE TO CUDDLEHEHE WIHIHITH NAHAHARI’S— AHAHAHAHA! TAHAHAIL! AND YOUR PUHUHUNS AREHEHE THEHE BEHEHEST CYNOHOHOHEHEHEHE! PLAHAHAHSE!”

“Can you say that one more time?~”

“IHIHI LOHOHOHOVE CUDDLIHIHING WIHIHITH YOUHUHUR TAHAHAIL NAHAHAHARIHIHIHI! AND CYNOHOHOHO— GAHAHAHAHA! YOHOHOUR PUHUHUNS TIHIHIHICKLE MY FAHAHANCY! MEHEHERCY! I GIHIHIHAHAHVEHEHE!”

Your two lovers slowed to a stop, peppering you with kisses and massaging the ticklish sensations away.

“Your laugh is pretty cute, y’know,” Cyno softly spoke. “You should laugh more.”

You felt yourself blush at that, hiding your face instinctively.

“It’s true, your laughter is a beautiful symphony. I wouldn’t mind hearing it more.”

“Oh, you two, stappp.”

Both of them laughed before all of you settled in bed into a cuddle pile. Nari wrapped his fluffy tail around both Cyno and you, making you giggle lightly and Cyno chuckle.

You couldn’t ask for any better partners, you thought to yourself, smiling before falling asleep, not before feeling two lips on either side of your cheeks and a whisper of ‘I love you~’