#tickletober 2023

[fluffy-ami]

Day 10 - Ghost 👻

Finally watched the pilot episode and decided to make this quick little thing as a warm-up. MFS LIKE HIM DESERVE TO GET WRECKED ASAP 🗣️📣‼️🗯️

#the amazing digital circus #tadc #tickling #tickle art #ami's art #my stuff #lee!jax #jax #augtickletober2023 #tickletober 2023

[comfytickles]

Tickletober // DAY 8: TRUTH!

With my OCs Loretta and Michael!

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"You have to be honest... for science of course."

For context, Loretta is able to see where exactly people are ticklish hence why Michael is drawn like a diagram.

Also hi guys I'm doing tickletober (probably only a few days lmaoo)

#tickling #tickle art #my art #digital art #tickletober #tickletober 2023 #original character #original art #michael #loretta #tickle monster oc #lee!michael #ler!loretta #hehe #they're so cute

[eldelascosquillas-blog]

Tickletuber: Costume

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You guys have thought about the same thing too, haven't you? I mean, your tummy is on the lookout with those costumes, exposed to be tickled, rubbed, squeezed, whatever you want to do with it, all your defenses are down.

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(as you may guess it is impossible for me to publish daily for the tickletober, so I will reduce the amount of panels in my comics to publish a little more often, wish me luck )

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#the tickle monster #tickle #tickle community #tickling #tickle art #belly tickling #cosquillas #tickletober #tickletober 2023

[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!!!

#tickletober #tickletober 2023 #augtickletober2023 #tickletober prompt list #tickletober prompts #tickletober2023

[fluffomatic]

Tickletober Day 10, Ghost

I was planning on doing something else for this, but I couldn't help myself!! I wanted to draw Sebastian again! He, of course, belongs to @shyticklemonster! Can't wait to see more of your tickletober stuff btw!

Ghost tickled by more, smaller ghosts? Iconic~!

(My art don't repost but please reblog)

#my art #my artwork #tickling #tickle art #tickle #tickles #my art stuff #others oc #tickletober #tickletober 2023 #lee!sebastian #ticklish!sebastian #ler!ghosts

[whereibeme]

Tickletober // day 5 ( August's version ) : "I'M NOT TICKLISH"

- Fandom : Teen Titans 2003

- ler!Cyborg lee!Robin (ft. Beast Boy )

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I get it that there are tkl scenes in ttg but i needed more 😡 this fandom needs more tkl content i swear

#augtickletober2023 #teen titans tickles #teen titans tickling #tickle art #sfw tickle community #tickle comic #tickletober 2023

[fluffyweeby]

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 ☕️ 💜

#augtickletober2023 #tickle art #tickletober #tickletober2023 #tickletober 2023 #tickle fanart #tickle fluff #batman tickles #batfam #batboys #lee!damian #ler!jason #lee!robin #ler!redhood #batman wayne family adventures #batman

[shyticklemonster]

Here I am...late as always 😒

Tickletober day 1- anticipation

Elliott: ready Seb?

Sebastian: Elliott...

Elliott: I'm going to tickle you in 1... 2...

Sebastian: Elliott!

Elliott: ..... 2.5 ~

Sebastian: stop teasing me!!

#tickletober 2023 #tickle art #tickle #ghost squad #ler Elliott #lee Sebastian #my ocs do not steal

[august-anon]

His Royal Grumpiness

For Tickletober Day 11: Squeal

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Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender

Ship(s): Zukko (pre-relationship)

Characters (lee/ler): Lee!Zuko/Ler!Sokka

Word Count: 1050 words

Summary: Don't ask Sokka why Zuko was so fun to tease. There was absolutely nothing to read into, no matter what Katara said. Instead ask: just what was that noise that came out of Zuko's mouth, and how did Sokka get him to make it again?

[ao3 link]

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Don’t ask Sokka what it was about Zuko that made him so fun to tease. He was just so reactive. A few annoying questions, a hair ruffle, a surprise piggy-back attack – anything, and Zuko was red in the face and telling Sokka to cut it out! at a volume and pitch that was likely unbecoming of a newly-crowned Fire Lord.

Aang was too patient with his monk shit and weird breathing exercises. Katara was too familiar with his particular brand of annoying, and he was too familiar with her reactions for it to be as fun anymore. Toph would just beat him up. But Zuko just made it too easy. That was the only reason he’d made it his mission in life to get a rise out of Zuko, no matter what Katara and Suki said.

The question Sokka wanted answered instead of that was: what was that noise that just came out of Zuko’s mouth? Or, an even better question, how did Sokka get him to make that sound again?

“Sokka,” Zuko growled, his cheeks and ears already flushed a bright pink. “What are you doing?”

Sokka grinned, flopping on his back in the grass next to Zuko, stretching his arms up and behind his head. “Oh, you know, just hanging out with the turtleducks. Me and them, we’re best friends, you know.”

Zuko shot a glance toward the turtleducks he’d been feeding before Sokka arrived, which had scattered to all edges of the pond with the adorable high-pitched noise Sokka had drawn out of him. He turned back to Sokka with a raised eyebrow.

“What? That was all you, your Fiery-ness. I’m not the one making noises that only polar bear-dogs can hear.”

Zuko pressed his lips into a thin line, his face growing a shade pinker. “That wasn’t my fault!”

“I dunno, man. All I did was say hi, and suddenly you’re scaring all the turtleducks away.”

“That was not all you did! You–” Zuko cut himself off, his cheeks puffing out a little with frustration, before he turned to face the pond once more.

Sokka popped up on his elbows. “I what, your Fiery-ness?”

Zuko had moved on to pouting, which matched adorably with the blush still staining his cheeks. He looked at Sokka from the corner of his eye. “You know that’s not a real title.”

“Ah, ah, ah.” Sokka wagged a finger in Zuko’s face. “No changing the subject, mister. What could I have possibly done to scare off the turtleducks?”

“You– you surprised me!”

Sokka hummed, flopping back into the grass. “Still sounds like your fault then, doesn’t it? All those squeaky noises, looks like the Fire Lord startles too easily.” 

Scanning Zuko’s body, Sokka tried to aim another poke toward the area that earned him that noise in the first place – somewhere between the back of his ribs and his shoulder blade. Quicker than Sokka would have expected – which was his own fault, Zuko was the most skilled swordsman between them, even if he was loath to admit it – Zuko twisted around and snatched the offending finger out of the air, holding it tight.

“Don’t even think about it.”

Sokka raised his eyebrows. “Defensive. Careful, you’ll scare the turtleducks out of the pond completely.”

That earned Sokka a patented Zuko glare, the likes of which he hadn’t seen outside of a war room in a long while. Sokka frowned, eyes jumping between Zuko’s face and his upper back.

“Did I hit a bruise or something?” He asked, grabbing Zuko’s shoulder and forcibly twisting him back around. “Are you hurt and not telling us?”

“What? No! Sokka, come on–”

“I don’t understand what the big deal is, then–”

Sokka prodded his fingers into the area again, earning him another one of those high pitched noises. When he didn’t relent, Zuko tried to twist away, the sound turning into a full-blown squeal. Sokka paused.

“Wait a second–”

“Sokka, no–”

“You’re telling me–”

“Shut up!”

“– that his royal grumpiness–”

Zuko whirled around, tackling him back into the grass and slamming a hand over his mouth. His cheeks were stained a mottled red, and Sokka could feel his own face warming up to match as he realized how close the two of them were. Zuko, as usual, remained oblivious.

“– is ticklish?” Sokka finished, his voice muffled beneath Zuko’s hand.

“I am not!”

Sokka laughed, reaching up to pull Zuko’s hand away from his mouth. “You so are! Fire Lord Zuko is stupid ticklish, how did none of us know?”

“Well– you’re ticklish too!”

“Sure,” Sokka said. “But this isn’t about me right now.” He surged upward and hooked his leg around Zuko’s hip, using the leverage to flip them over so he was pinning Zuko. “This is about you and the frankly adorable noise you just made.”

“I’ll call the guards.”

Sokka scoffed. “No you won’t.”

Zuko’s mouth started to twist into a scowl, so Sokka decided he’d had enough of toying with his food. His hands immediately started scribbling up Zuko’s ribs, and Sokka was shocked that the guards didn’t come running anyway at how loud Zuko squealed. Sokka laughed again.

“You’ve been holding out on us!”

“Sokka, please!”

His hands jumped down to Zuko’s stomach, digging into the robes with the sort of nibbling pinches that always sent Aang and Toph into hysterics. Zuko’s squeals jumped into giggles as he tried to curl into a ball underneath Sokka, shoving at him with one hand and covering his face with the other.

“Man, you’ve got all this royal clothing in the way,” Sokka said, pausing his attack. “How am I supposed to find the best tickle spots in these conditions?”

Zuko pushed at Sokka’s face. “You aren’t.”

Sokka grabbed Zuko’s wrist and pinned it in the grass next to his head. “So you admit there’s tickle spots to find?”

“... No?”

“I hope you know that just makes me want to find them more.”

That adorable mottled blush bloomed on Zuko’s cheeks again as he narrowed his eyes. “I think you’re forgetting something important.”

“What?”

With a startling lurch, Zuko rolled them back over, twisting his hand out of Sokka’s grip to pin Sokka’s own hand on the grass high above his head. Sokka gaped up at him.

“I already know where your tickle spots are.”

#tickletober 2023 #augtickletober2023 #tickletober #tickle fic #my writing #atla tickling #lee!zuko #ler!sokka #ticklish!zuko #atla #zuko #sokka #zukka

[thebest-medicine]

Day 24: Pinned

Tickletober 2023 - My Hero Academia - Class 1A - lee!Bakugo, lee!Midoriya

[see my other tickletober 2023 fics]

[ao3 link]

A/N: first my hero academia fic??? neeed!!!! angry boy need tickled sometimes. god help whoever does it tho.

Summary: Bakugo is all three things: loud, angry, and ticklish. One of them is less obvious than the others, and he wants to keep it that way. 

Words: 1.4k 

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Loud, angry, and ticklish — these were among the many words that could describe Bakugo Katsuki. Like his quirk, he was often explosive with his voice and his temper. Ticklish, though? That was a pretty well-hidden feature, and one that not many would be willing to try with him! Not that anyone had in a long time. 

Until today. 

The sound of tittering laughter and chatter, much too loud and too cheery to be school-related, drew an already grumpy Bakugo toward the common room of the dorms. It seemed to be the place to be, he realized, when he walked in and saw most of his classmates relaxing around the couch, laughing and talking.

“What the hell are you all laughing about in here?” Bakugo barged in, asking loudly.

“Bakugo! Come on, Sero was just telling us the funniest story about—” Ochaco waved him over.

Bakugo cut her off. “Why don’t you losers stop sitting around laughing and wasting all day and get some goddamn work done! Ugh, Icy Hot and I have been working twice as hard as the rest of you because of our extra classes, and now you’re all slacking off?! It’s gonna be way too easy for me to surpass you! Where’s the challenge in that!? Now get off your asses and stop slacking!!!” 

Everyone stared back at him, their giggling long gone.

“It’s Sunday afternoon Bakugo…” Momo sighed.

“Yeah, come on, even heroes need to rest.” Tsu added.

“It’s good for you to relax a little. We’re all still training super hard!” Mina assured her classmate.

“Shut up! You’re all just a bunch of slackers and losers!” Bakugo grumbled loudly.

“Would it kill you to relax? Maybe smile a little?” Kaminari asked.

Bakugo turned to look at him, glaring with fuming rage. 

“We’re not even doing anything to bother you, Bakubro, come on!” Kaminari bargained. “If you want to keep studying then go back to your room, you don’t have to sit here watching us relax if you don’t want to join us.” 

“I WANT YOU TO TAKE YOUR STUDIES SERIOUSLY SO THAT IT MEANS SOMETHING WHEN I KICK YOUR ASS!!!” Katsuki yelled back.

“Seriously, come on…” Kirishima sighed. “You know we’ve all been working hard, we deserve some chill time!” If he squinted, it almost looked like Bakugo was steaming with anger.

In the dorms, with his guard down, focused on arguing with his friends and surrounded by his classmates, Bakugo didn’t sense the approach of his childhood friend from behind until it was too late. 

With a wide grin on his face, Midoriya had managed to creep up behind the grumpy, yapping dog that was Bakugo. He remembered something about his friend from a long time ago, and though he hadn’t tried it in many, many years, he was sure it would help here.

It was a matter of moments between when Bakugo was yelling back at Kirishima and Kaminari and when he finally felt the presence of someone approaching from behind. He ignored it for a second too long. Midoriya’s voice was friendly as it chided. “Kacchan, why are you being so mean?” And suddenly there were accompanying fingers pinching along Bakugo’s sides. 

“—GET BACK TO WO-AHHIIHHH!” His rant cut off into a very un-hero-like squeal at the unexpected tickle. Bakugo’s face, which was already red with anger, ripened further as he slowly spun his head to look behind him at Midoriya. “What. The FUCK!!!” 

“What just happened!?” Kaminari asked, smirking.

“Was that you Bakubro?” Kirishima said in disbelief.

“Deku, what did you just do?” Ochaco laughed.

“Oh my gosh! Bakugo are you ticklish?” Mina grinned, wiggling in her seat.

“That’s so cute!” Tsu agreed.

“Wait what? I missed it!” Sero turned to face him better.

Bakugo growled. “Deku…” 

Midoriya’s eyes widened as he saw Kacchan shift his weight to launch an offensive his direction. “Wait! Kacchan, I’m sorry don’t kill meEE—” He quickly sped off with a squeal out of the common room and into the hall as Bakugo bolted after him as fast as he could without shooting out explosions.

“I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU, DEKU!”

“I’m sorry! I didn’t know you would react so much!” Izuku laughed as he raced ahead of his rival and old friend. 

“SHUT UP AND PREPARE TO DIE!”

The rest of the class left them to it, not wanting to incur the wrath of a furious Bakugo as Midoriya just had. They were grateful to their classmate for allowing them to continue relaxing for a few more hours without having criticisms screamed at them. Bakugo had a point, but so did they. They would have to work hard but still relax hard, play hard. 

Down the hall, Shoji picked up the sound of a scuffle before everyone heard crash and tumble followed by the familiar sound of Midoriya’s laughter… though this time it sounded much more frantic than it usually did after a good story or funny joke. 

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Izuku didn’t know what he had been thinking when he’d tried to tickle Kacchan for a brief second in the common room of their dorm… He had been yelling at everyone and looked so angry, Izuku just wanted to distract him for a moment and maybe get him to relax or smile a little. He remembered having tickle fights with Kacchan when they were kids. It had been a long, long time. This time, he got the jump on him, just for a moment. It was in front of their classmates, so other people now knew Kacchan was ticklish. It made sense that he was so angry, he was angry a lot. But, it had been nice to catch a hint of his smile. Even if he had embarrassed him a little. 

Now that he’d done it, though, he realized too late the wrath he had provoked. 

Izuku sped down the hall as fast as he could, trying to race back to his dorm room in time to try to lock himself inside—though… Katsuki seemed mad enough that he might just activate his quirk and blow the door down. He didn’t make it far enough to find out, though. Bakugo crashed into him, shouting obscenities as he knocked them both to the ground. 

“Wait! Kacchan don’t! Not out here!” Midoriya yelped as Bakugo landed on him. He knew he was caught.

“Stupid Deku, see how you fucking like it!!” Bakugo growled, pushing Midoriya into the floor and kneeling over his thighs. He reached down, jabbing harsh, tickling fingers ruthlessly into Izuku’s sides. They squeezed up along his ribs and down to his hips. Izuku screeched out a laugh before flailing helplessly where he was already pinned. He tried to reach back behind him to grab or block a hand. 

“KACCHAHAHAN— I’M SORRYHEHEHE!” Izuku shrieked through his laughter. “IHIHIHI- I CAHAHAN’T BREHEHEATHE!” He cried, kicking into the floor. 

“Good! Die!!!” Bakugo answered, loud and angry, as he made a grab for Izuku’s wrist and hauled it up over his head. 

“NOHOHOHO— STAHAHAHAHOP!” Izuku cackled. 

Bakugo drilled fingers into his exposed armpit, and Midoriya felt tears welling in his eyes. Bakugo was ticklish, certainly, but Midoriya was… well neither of them had ever met anyone else so sensitive. How strange a trait for one determined to be the number one hero — to crumple and fall apart in the face of some simple tickling. Though, he wouldn’t call what Bakugo was putting him through ‘simple’. 

The way Bakugo saw it, the others may have seen that he was ticklish, but if he could make enough of an example out of Midoriya, no one else would dare try it again. He hoped. 

Midoriya’s other arm flailed and tapped out helplessly on the ground as Bakugo took advantage of every ticklish spot he could remember. The tickling hand even snuck down beneath him to claw against his stomach. “PL-PLHEEHEHEHEASE KACCHAN IHIHIHIHIHI CAN’T! CAHAHAN’T TAKE IT! AHAHA-STAHAHAHAHAHA—” 

Katsuki leaned in closer, still tickling viciously. “Never. Ever. Fucking. Do that again.” He paused for a second, his hand freezing against Izuku’s sides. “Understand me?” 

Izuku breathed in a few times, panting for air and giggling each breath out. After a few seconds, he spoke up. “Y-You mean like in front of people or just in general?” 

Bakugo’s face went red as he shouted, “IDIOT!” and started tickling anew. 

“WAHAHAIT NOHOHOHOHO!”

#tickletober 2023 #tickletober23 #ticklish!bakugo #ticklish!midoriya #my hero academia tickling #tickle fic #mine #fluff #class 1a #bakugo katsuki #kacchan #deko #izuku midoriya #mha #bnha #boku no hero academia #tickling #loud angry ticklish #revenge #embarrassment #my fic #bakudeku #bkdk #dkbk #mina ashido #denki kaminari #kirishima eijirou

[ticklygiggles]

Miya&Mia's Tickletober Day 20 - Cursed

Tighnari x Cyno

A/N: the amount of times Cyno calls Tighnari 'Nari' in this one is ridiculous, but do I regret it? I certainly don't dkdkfkf This one also got longer than the others, so I hope you enjoooy iiitt

"A curse?"

"Yes, something like that," Cyno said, smiling tenderly when Tighnari pressed a kiss to his forehead as he placed a cup of tea in front of him. “Thank you, Nari– some treasure hoarders disguised as Akademiya students were discovered stealing some ancient scrolls that no one has been able to decipher,” he explained, taking a quick sip of his tea as Tighnari sat beside him on the couch. 

“That is weird. To think the Akademiya would let something like that slide… but if they do not know what is written on the scrolls, why do you say you’ve been cursed?”

Cyno wrapped an arm around Tighnari’s shoulders, leaving the cup on the little table in front of them. “Well, apparently, the reason why these scrolls were well hidden was because anyone who is in contact with them, gets cursed."

"Did you touch them, Cyno?"

Cyno tensed up. Oh no, that was Tighnari's nagging tone.

"N-Nari, I didn't know they were cursed! They only said so when I had put them back! I promise!" 

Tighnari frowned. "And what kind of course is it?"

"W-Well, they don't know. They say it's something different each time. Some people forget who they are, some others fall into a deep sleep, s-some others lose their vision?"

Tighnari gasped and quickly got on his feet. "Are you crazy?! What are we going to do?! When is it going to happen?!"

"N-Nari!" Cyno took his hand, trying to pull him back to the couch. "They say the curse has an immediate effect, so whatever is going on, it's happening right now," he said, trying to calm his lover. "Also, the curse has a limited time! It depends on the person, they said, but most of the times, it goes away within a few days! I remember who I am, I am wide awake and I still have my vision, see?" 

Tighnari looked at him intently, his eyes lingering in the glowing purple of Cyno's vision. It was true that Cyno didn't feel extraordinarily strange. He was tired, but that was only natural after a long day of work and the butterflies fluttering inside his stomach were also common when seeing Tighnari. Everything was just as always.

Tighnari hummed, sitting back beside Cyno. “Well, you should tell me if you feel anything strange.”

Cyno smiled, nodding softly. “I will, Nari,” he said, leaning in to kiss Tighnari’s lips. The forest ranger kissed him back gladly; for a moment Cyno grew worried, would he pass the curse to Tighnari if they kissed? That’d be troublesome, indeed, but once he felt Tighnari’s breath fanning across his face, he couldn’t hold back. 

Cyno gently cupped Tighnari’s face and pulled apart from the kiss so he could tilt Tighnari’s head back and kiss his neck. Tighnari shivered and when Cyno kissed a sweet spot under his jaw, he giggled. 

“You knohow that spot tickles.” Cyno flinched heavily, pressing his body against Tighnari’s with a soft squeal. “Cy-Cyno? What’s wrong?”

Cyno blinked, pulling apart, looking at Tighnari’s face and then at his face. “Did you just… tickle me?”

Tighnari tilted his head to the side. “No? I said you tickled me- whoa!”

Cyno flinched again, jerking to the side and letting out a soft giggle as he felt something brushing against his side. He was certain Tighnari’s hands weren’t touching him. And when he quickly checked his side, there was nothing, not even a bug crawling up his skin. Was he imagining things?

“Are you okay, Cyno?” Tighnari sounded worried again and Cyno was quick to take his hands and kiss his fingers. "Is this about the curse?"

“I am okay, I just felt a little itchy on my side, that’s all. Did I scare you?” 

Tighnari hummed affirmatively, but soon was humming pleasantly as Cyno started to kiss his neck again. Tighnari smelled so good, Cyno wasn’t sure if it was his ointments and oils, but he smelled fresh and nice and-

“Cynoho, stohop doing that, it really tickles- again?!”

Cyno shrugged his shoulders, giggling when he felt a tickle under his ear, the exact spot where he was nuzzling his nose to smell Tighnari’s scent. Why was that happening? It seemed that every time Tighnari said that word Cyno would feel-

Oh.

Oh no.

Tighnari gasped, “Cyno… do you have a tickling curse- ah, you do!”

Again, Cyno giggled, shivering when he felt something akin to fingers brushing down his spine. He had a tickling curse. How humiliating, of all things, it had to be a tickling curse? Really? He had to admit, though, this was better than losing your memories or your vision, but still… wasn’t it a bit too stupid? And was this triggered only when Tighnari said any variations of the word tickle? Would other people also trigger the curse if-

“Tickle.”

Cyno doubled over, laughing when an invisible hand clawed at his tummy. “Nahahari!” Cyno looked up at him with an arm around his middle. “Stohop saying that!”

Tighnari giggled, “so this is the curse? Perhaps the scrolls knew you didn’t have bad intentions?”

Cyno blushed, “that’s silly, Nari. Now, I think we should go to bed and rest for-

“Tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle!”

Cyno threw his head back, laughing loudly, his hands clawing at his sides in an attempt to make the sensation go away. It felt like someone was squeezing up and down his flanks, but there wasn’t anything there, only the pure tickly sensation. 

“I think the scrolls knew you were very ticklish.”

“Nahahahari, plehehease! Dohohon’t say that word!”

Tighnari laughed. “Oh, I wish I had a Kamera right now, you look so cute. How does it feel to be tickled by actually nothing, Cyno?” Cyno couldn’t talk between his laughter as the tickling latched to his hips. He jerked and squirmed around the couch as Tighnari chuckled and giggled seeing his reactions. “Hey, if I say I want to tickle your ribs, does it work? Oh, it does.”

Cyno cackled, wrapping his arms around his ribcage, but the tickling spread from the lowest one to the highest, making him shiver and arch his back, the sensation unbearable. 

“Nahahahari! Dohohon’t be mehehean!” 

“I am not mean, maybe if we make use of the curse it will fade away sooner?” Probably because he was already overwhelmed by the tickling, Cyno thought that that wasn’t such a bad idea, but he could barely say anything as the tickling wrapped around each of his ribs, making him hiccup already. “Maybe, if it tickles more it’ll be faster!”

No, he was just being mean!

“Nahahari, don’t you da-

“Maybe some tickles under your arms will do the trick.”

“AHAHAHAHA! N-NAHAHARI!” Cyno clamped his arms to his sides, shrieking with laughter. Of course Tighnari had to get his worst spot, right? He soon became incapacitated by the tickles and could only throw his head back in hysterics. “NOHOHO!”

Tighnari chuckled seeing his lover laughing his head off. “Tell me, do you feel less ticklish?”

Cyno was howling, tears of laughter falling down the sides of his face. He certainly didn’t feel less ticklish, if anything, he felt even more ticklish the more Tighnari said the word. Oh, it seemed he was really going to die because of this curse. Dying of laughter wasn’t so bad, was it?

“Okay, I won't say the word. Stop now- oh it worked! Does the curse respond to my commands?” Tighnari said and Cyno collapsed on the couch, laughing still as the sensation stopped all at once, leaving him twitching at the residual tingles under his arms. “Are you okay there, Cyno?”

“N-Nahahari,” Cyno whined, trying to sit up. “Y-You are soho mehean,” he said before feeling Tighnari’s lips pressing against the tip of his nose. 

“And you are so cute,” he said, wrapping his arms around Cyno’s waist. “I am glad this was your curse, Cyno. I was really worried.”

Cyno huffed, wrapping his arms around Tighnari’s shoulders. His poor lover, he really had a bad time thinking that something terrible would happen to him, in that case, tickling was not all that bad. 

“I think you’ll have to stay here until the curse fades off,” Tighnari said and Cyno nodded. “I wouldn’t want anyone accidentally tickling my boyfriend.” Cyno started to giggle, feeling the tickling against his ears. “And seeing his cute smile as he gets the tickles on his hips.” Cyno nearly pushed Tighnari off him as the tickling kneaded at his hips. “Or his tummy?”

“Nahahahahari! Stahahahap!”

Oh, Tighnari was really going to kill him!

#miya&mia's tickletober #Tickletober #Tickletober 2023 #genshin impact #tighnari #cyno #cynonari #ticklish!Cyno #tickle fic #mia's things

[giggleeclown]

Tickletober Day 10: Skeletons

(Click for better quality!)

You just know I had to give these guys some more love. I know they’ve been in nearly every prompt, but this one was too good not to spoil them with tickles!!! They’ve been my comfort characters for almost a decade, they deserve sooo many tickles

Want to use my prompt list? It’s right here!

#tickling #ticklish #t content #t word community #t word #t word content #tickletober #undertickles #undertale tickling #undertale tickles #tickletober 2023 #lee!papyrus #lee!sans #ticklish!papyrus #ticklish!sans

[ticklyfluffstuff]

Tickletober 2023 day 15: tickle fight

First time drawing tword art of the cast.

Gotta use the ragdoll gal and anxious clown girl to get each other.

#spc's drawings #the amazing digital circus tickles #tadc tickles #lee!pomni #lee!ragatha #tickletober 2023

[mushyblushyredhead]

Day 10: Ghost ˚✧₊⁎｡⁎⁺˳

Aug’s TickleTober 2023 🎃

Lee!Danny

Ler!SCP-999

Just a silly crossover I thought of between Danny Phantom and the SCP Foundation hehee (*´ω｀*)

#tickle art #tickletober 2023 #augtickletober2023 #mushysart #danny phantom #scp foundation #scp 999 #tickle monster #lee!danny #sfw tickling community #tickle fluff #mushyblushyredhead

[amazingmsme]

Listen Here Punk!

AN: Day 2 comin' in hot! I didn't really intend to do 2 spiderverse fics in a row, but they fit the prompts. Been wanting to write something with Hobie & Miguel, & this idea just jumped out at me!

Miguel didn't necessarily mind sharing his lab space. He knew he had state of the art equipment, and quite frankly everyone wanted to get their hands on it. He'd never admit it in a million years, but he liked the quiet company of someone working nearby with the low hum of machinery droning on in the background.

But that's the thing: he liked quiet company. And Hobie was being anything but.

Hobie had asked him if he could use his 3-D printer while he was in the lunch line. He said sure and shooed him away, and he'd expected he'd be gone by the time he made it back to his office. Needless to say, it was wishful thinking.

Not only was he still there, but he had a damn boombox with him, and it was blaring heavy rock much too loud for his ears.

"Hey I'm back, could you turn it down?" he shouted as he walked in. Hobie looked right at him, and didn't turn it down, so he repeated himself. "Hey, could you turn it down?"

Much to his dismay, Hobie locked their gazes and cranked the volume up.

Miguel glared and marched over, turning the volume so low it was barely audible. Just as he made it back to his desk, the music blared so loud it made him jump.

He whipped around and noticed the way Hobie was hunched over his project sporting a sly smirk.

"Hobie, this isn't funny. I'm asking nicely, please turn off the music," he said, a final warning.

"See, an' I'm trynna give you a better taste in music," he quipped, snickering to himself quietly. If it weren't for Miguel's superhuman hearing, he probably wouldn't have heard it over the deep bass coming through the speakers.

"I'd like it a hell of a lot better if you turned it down!" he yelled, voice barely raising above the music.

"Well that's no way to listen to this kinda music, bruv," he teased, turning the volume dial up even more.

That seemed to be the last straw, because Miguel snapped. He slammed his hand on the boombox and turned it off before setting his sights on Hobie, who was trying hard to play it cool.

"We all know cats land on their feet, let's see if it's he same for spiders, eh?" he asked, walking him closer to the edge of the platform. It was only 15 feet off the ground, so he really wasn't worried about actually hurting him.

"Wait a minute, I was just jokin'!" he tried justifying his behavior, but it was too late. Miguel grabbed him under his arms, hoisting him in the air as he was about to chuck him off. But then he started giggling.

"P-put mehehe dohohown!" he pleaded, legs kicking frantically. His outline grew more sketchy and erratic, his colors more vibrant. Miguel was in such shock, that he did just that... But he didn't let him go. Something Hobie realized with growing fear.

A giddy, terrified grin played at his lips as he clamped his arms to his sides, keeping Miguel's hands trapped in his pits. His own hands were clutching Miguel's forearms for dear life.

"You don't have to do this mate," he pleaded, though excitement glimmered in his eyes.

Miguel clicked his tongue, cocking his head to the side. "I kinda do though. You deliberately went against me, then tried to play it off as a joke-"

"It was a joke!"

"Don't interrupt me," he said sternly, wiggling his fingers in warning. It sent him sputtering, doubling over in his grasp as he tried to fight off the mirth that was building up in his chest. "It's rude. Just like turning up the volume after being asked politely to turn it down," he said sternly, though Hobie could've sworn he saw a fleeting smile.

"Ihihi'm sohohorry!" he caved rather quickly, having heard the rumors of how ruthless Miguel could be.

"Thanks, but I really don't believe you. I mean, you're laughing through your apology! That seems far from sincere to me," he taunted, drilling his thumbs in the center of his pits, making him scream.

"Ihihit's literally your fahahahault!" he cried, stomping his feet as he tried to run out of his grip, with no payoff. His feet simply scraped against the floor as he stayed put.

"Wooow, I didn't expect you to be one to victim blame," he teased.

"I'm the bloody victim here!" Hobie yelped, squirming around in Miguel's hold. "L-lehehet me gohoho!"

"Hmm, I don't know if I should," he wondered aloud, drumming his fingers down his ribs. Hobie doubled over, hugging his arms to his chest as deep belly laughs and sporadic snorts filled the air. "I mean, do you really deserve mercy after that little stunt?" Miguel added, not even bothering to hide his smirk anymore.

"Yehehes Ihihi do!" he insisted, having to lean against Miguel for support as his knees buckled.

He chuckled and shook his head, releasing him from his hold. "Fine. But next time, just listen to me punk. It'll save us both the head ache," he said, giving him a pat on the back as he walked over to his monitors.

"Yeah right, you totally enjoyed that. Smug ass," Hobie quipped, having regained his breath fairly quickly. Miguel looked at him from over his shoulder, arching a brow.

"You want me to actually throw you off?" he threatened in warning.

"Nah I'm leavin' 'm leavin'," he mumbled, stepping off the edge, letting himself fall for a few seconds before shooting a web to catch himself.

Hobie ended up forgetting his boombox. When he remembered a few hours later, he was more than amused to find Miguel, working while listening to music. The same music he had complained about earlier.

"That's funny, thought you didn't like it," he quipped, making his presence known as he walked up from behind. Miguel didn't even flinch.

"Never said I didn't like it. Just asked you to turn it down."

#tickletober 2023 #tickletober #tickletober day 2 #hobie brown #miguel o'hara #spiderman across the spiderverse #across the spiderverse #atsv #spiderman atsv #atsv fic #spiderman atsv fic #spiderman atsv tickle fic #atsv tickle fic #ticklish!hobie

[fluffomatic]

Tickletober Day 14, Soft

Kingdom Hearts brain rot go brrrrrr! I like the idea of Donald and Goofy teasing their friend when they get in the Gummi Ship cause it "Runs on Laughter". So, anytime Sora shows even the littlest hint of sadness? The two softy tickle him until he can't help but be happy~!

(My art don't repost but please reblog)

#my art #my artwork #tickling #tickle art #tickle #tickles #my art stuff #tickletober #tickletober 2023 #lee!sora #ticklish!sora #ler!donald duck #ler!goofy #platonic tickles #sfw tickles