This time the tickling fanfiction is about Todoroki on the right and Bakugo on the left which is one of my favorites in My hero academia

Dream discovers that nightmare stole his staff.. so he uses an old punishment that always worked: TICKLING

Old cringey story +_+ Read if ya want ig

This is literally the title. Read at your own risk.

If everything went well - a bunch of oneshots with a bunch of ships. Rules and requests inside. Also please don't leave any suggestive comments, there's a reason why this book doesn't have lemons (aka I'm sex repulsed). (Cover belongs to heartkillers on tumblr)

(Takes place pre-Cage Of Bones) After a long day of festive fun, Sans discovers something adorable about Grillbz that he can't help but exploit. (Heavily implied Sansby but they ain't official...yet.) (Cover art by Le Poofe)

Hell is for the wicked and horrid. In Hell, a persons greatest fears are magnified. for all eternity wi they be tormented. In a special part of Hell, people suffer fears of tickling. some are sent here just to make them go mad anyways. These are their stories.

Some of it will include lemons(Mostly all) {REQUESTS AND QUESTIONS FOR THE CHARACTERS ARE NOW OPEN}

¥°~*°*Welcumm*°*~°¥ hhhhhhh-after awhile I might get embarrassed and delete this book, letting you know, and I know the title sucks, if someone is willing to help with a title, I would appreciate it- also a little sneak peek~ ¥°~*°*Shhhhh*°*~°¥ -he pinned him against the wall, making Broomie clatter against the floor. Error smirked, knowing now that this gay rainbow, skele-boi couldn't use any paint against him. "E-error....?" -He questions as Error licks his teeth, and chuckles. He lowers to Inks neck, and bit it softly. Inks hands were of loose fist, as he tensed up ever so lightly. "D0n't thInK I HaVen't seen wHat you d0 late at nIghT...and Don'T think a destRoyeR cAn't haVe feElingS...cAuse i Do~~" -A soft, yet startled moan escapes Inks teeth. His eyes mis-matched as a blue whirl plool, and a golden star. Rainbow blush swept against his cheek bones, as he tilts his head to one side. "Y-you seen m-me..?~" -He questions as Error bit his neck once more, still gripping his wrist, pinned against the wall, but ever so gently. This time just a soft, pleading(?) moan escapes ink. His eyes fluttered, as a knee cap managed to find its way resting against Inks member. "And I hate knowing you rather yourself over me~" ¥°~*°*Shhhhh*°*~°¥