I wanted to write something for Dazai and Chuuya, I hope you like it^^
(Dazai and Chuuya,15)
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- Hey! - Chuuya called him.
There was no response from Dazai, only the sounds of steps, accompanied by a booming echo.
- Hey.. I'm talking to you, by the way! - the redhead called him again. - Yes, so that you! You can already tell where we are going!
- My God, what a wonderful weather today. I seem to be so overfilled that I hear a song of magic fairies. - as if not noticing Chuuya, Dazai said.
- Argh! Can you answer already?! - Nakahara raged. There was no response again.
- Ah means so.. well, I'll show you how to ignore me, moron!
Chuuya jumped on Dazai, knocking him down. Dazai cried out in surprise, being pressed to the ground.
- Hey! What are you doing, gnome?! - he fumed.
- You ignored me, and now you call me a dwarf. Doesn't it seem like it's time to pay?
- No, don't.. pfh.. - Dazai did not have time to finish his thought, choking with laughter. And all because Chuuya lowered his hand on the sides of Dazai, starting to tickle.
- Hmm? Are you really afraid of tickling? - Chuuya grinned, continuing the execution.
- I'm not afraid of anything! PhaHawhahaAha! Chuuyahawhahawaha! -Osamu could not restrain himself, bursting with ringing laughter.
- Not afraid, you say? Then why are you laughing? - the red-haired teased him.
There was no response in the form of interconnected words, only laughter, laughter and laughter again.
Chuuya himself began to giggle quietly, looking at how tears of laughter welled up in Dazai's eyes.
Soon he took pity, ceasing to tickle Osamu.
- Well, what? Realized that I cannot be ignored?- Chuya asked.
Dazai did not answer this, he was busy trying to catch his breath, and when he caught his breath he deigned to answer, grinning before that:
- No, I didn't understand. Can you explain again?
- Gladly, mackerel.
Soon, Dazai's gushing laughter and Chuuya's playful giggles were heard again. Nakahara is sure to tell Mori how sensitive Dazai is. He only giggles from this and will take note.
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A Lee! Dazai fanfic.ler!chuuya. This is happening in the mafia era btw.. tickle fic with a tiny bit of angst
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Dazai osamu. The demon prodigy. Nobody, not one living person knew dazai past, where did he come from and what was on dazai mind. Let’s just say..dazai didn’t go yapping around about his past. To make a long story short, it all started with chuuya.
- mackarel, are you ticklish?
Chuuya asked this out of boredom and curiosity. He wasn’t really expecting anything. This was the demon prodigy. He couldn’t have had any weaknesses.
So when chuuya asked dazai didn’t mean to lie..he just never knew if he was ticklish. dazai never knew anything except painful physical contact, because again, his past wasn’t very pleasfull.
-of coarse I’m not
He smirked and put on a calm expression on his face. He Didn’t know if he was ticklish and he didn’t want to know. Well that was what he was telling himself. But maybe…just one little part of his soul was craving this funny looking physical contact.
-yea as if I’ll believe that
Chuuya rushed at dazai before he could react and started tickling his sides mercifully. And dazai felt it. He neither liked nor disliked the sensation and felt the urge to laugh. Funny…he thought to himself. He didn’t want to show vulnerability to chuuya so he just tried to hold in his laughter.
- Chibi..what are you…
He didn’t finish the question as chuuya switched to scribbling dazai ribs. And he hit th jackpot.
He knew it was stupid to say but here we are. The first time the demon prodigy had a sincere laugh and the first time the demon prodigy was seen vulnerable.
Chuuya still remembers that beautiful smile dazai had.
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Oda was late…AGAIN! Ango groaned as he checked his watch for the millionth time. Oda is going to pay for all the food and drinks next time he invites everyone to have a picnic. As Ango sat on the picnic blanket, Dazai continuously rolled around. It was amazing how Dazai didn’t get itchy from rolling all over the place, especially onto the grass.
Knowing the food would go bad if they continued waiting, Ango and Dazai began to snack on the cheese and crackers they brought. The fruits and poorly made peanut butter and banana sandwiches would keep.
An hour later, Oda still hadn’t showed and Dazai was getting antsy. Ango knew that Dazai’s favorite part of any day would be seeing Oda and not seeing him or even simply waiting for him left the younger absolutely fidgety. It also caused Dazai to bother Ango to no end.
“Aagh!! Would you stop putting those blades of grass in my ear?!” Ango snapped, slapping Dazai’s hand away. “That’s so unsanitary!”
Dazai giggled. “I didn’t know you were a germaphobe, Ango.~”
“I’m not! But putting grass in someone’s ear is gross! You don’t know what has been on the grass!”
“Hehehe…”
“Don’t even!”
Sighing and pinching the bridge of his nose, Ango groaned. Oda was taking too damn long. If he were here, Oda definitely would’ve joined in but unlike Dazai, Oda would know when enough is enough. Just as Ango was about to put a slice of cheese on his cracker, Dazai snatched it from him and ate it, a smug grin on his face.
Scowling, Ango began to contemplate all the ways he could punish Dazai for stealing his cheese. Sure there was the normal punishments one could pull out but Ango feared what Dazai would do or say if he enacted on some of those ideas. He’d definitely make it seem like Ango was going to hurt him, maybe even murder him out in public.
“What would Odasaku do in this situation?” Ango pondered, suddenly remembering a conversation he had with Oda.
“Dazai can be a wild one.” Oda had said, chuckling. “I just give him a little dose of Port Mafia Style Torture, the same one I give the kids.”
Knowing what to do, Ango came back to the present only to screech as Dazai stood right in front of him. Their noses were practically touching as the bandaged teen stared into Ango’s soul.
“Whatcha thinking about, Ango?~” Dazai sang, pressing their noses together.
“I was thinking about how it’s time for your Port Mafia Style Torture!” Ango snarled, grabbing Dazai and taking him by surprise.
For a few seconds, the two wrestled, Dazai immediately bursting into laughter as Ango came out on top and pulled him close, laying him across his lap. Shrieks escaped from the brunette as Ango held his wrists down to the picnic blanket with one hand while the other started to slowly tickle down his left forearm. It seems that Dazai underestimated Ango’s strength.
Ever so slowly, Ango reached Dazai’s elbow, grinning as Dazai’s laughter grew and his legs began to kick more frantically. The younger seemed to understand exactly where Ango was heading despite his fingertips swirling around the bony part of his elbow.
“Go for his armpits.” Oda had stated. “His armpits are very ticklish.”
“Nooohoho!! Ahahango!!” Dazai whined, giggling hysterically as Ango’s fingers slowly approached their destination. “Nohohot thehehere!!”
Ango grinned evilly. “Not there? How about here?”
Ango dropped a hand down onto Dazai’s tummy and started to squeeze. The scream that escaped was shrill but utterly glorious to hear. Laughing, Ango squeezed with a little more force, Dazai shrieking and squirming in a desperate attempt to escape.
“And here? Your ribs?~”
“Nooohohoho!!”
“How about your thighs?”
“NOOO!!”
“Hips?”
“NOOHOHO!! AHAHANGO!!”
“Are your feet ticklish? WHOA!! Okay, not there…how about your neck?”
The frantic laughter continued to crescendo and Dazai shook his head, laughing so hard he suddenly snorted. Ango couldn’t help but laugh as more snorts and squeals escaped the normally horrifying mafia executive.
“AHAHAHANGO!!” Dazai cried, snorting loudly once more. “PLEHEHEHEASE!!”
“What? Does this tickle too much for you?” Ango taunted, going for the kill. “I thought mafia executives could handle anything, especially tickling.~”
Judging from the kicking feet, happy face and loud, contagious belly laughter, Dazai wasn’t going to die. He was fine and loving the attention. Without warning, Ango let go of Dazai’s wrists and shoved his hands up the brunette’s shirt, tickling up to his armpits.
Dazai all but screamed. It was a scream loud enough for the birds in the sakura trees to fly away in a squawking panic. Laughing along with the now flailing teen, Ango decided that Dazai had enough tickling for one day, he tried to remove his hands only to find that Dazai had them tightly clamped.
“Hey! I’m done, let my hands go!” Ango snickered, Dazai clamping his arms down tighter as Ango tried to pull away.
“STOHOHOP IT!!” Dazai begged, squealing as Ango yanked at his hands once more. “IHIHI’LL STOHOHOP BOTHERIHING YOU AHAHAA!! PLEHEHEASE!!”
“Dazai, I’m trying to remove my hands from your armpits! Let me go!! Ahaha!!” Ango wheezed, Dazai only laughing harder as he tried to pull his hands free.
Seeing that Dazai was not going to be able to let his hands go without a little assistance, Ango leaned close to Dazai’s ear and blew a puff of air into his ear canal. Dazai’s hands flew up to push Ango away and that was the opening he needed to free his trapped hands.
Pulling his hands free, Ango snorted as Dazai screamed and sighed with relief as his body stopped getting tickled. He rolled off of Ango’s thighs and landed on the opposite side of the picnic blanket, gasping for air and giving Ango a dirty look.
“So meeeeaaan!” Dazai complained, giving Ango one of the most childish pouts the man with glasses has ever seen.
“Oh stop being a baby.” Ango chastised, smiling playfully at Dazai. “You had that coming.”
Dazai whined once more but the playful argument died down when they heard footsteps approaching and saw Oda finally arriving nearly an hour and thirty minutes late.
“Well it’s about damn time you showed up, Mr. Plan everything and arrive late.” Ango teased, ignoring Oda’s eye roll.
“Sorry. The kids trapped me and forced me to wrestle them again. I had to go through ten rounds.” Oda said, grunting and landing on the ground as Dazai body slammed into him. “Whoa!!”
“ODASAKUUUUU!!” Dazai squealed, hugging the redhead. “What took you so damn long?! You could’ve saved me from Ango if you came earlier!!”
The man raised an eyebrow.
“I gave him a dose of your Port Mafia Style Torture.” Ango explained, Oda simply nodding.
“Without me, huh?” Oda scoffed, grabbing Dazai. “You tickled this little turd without me?”
Ango nodded. “Had to. He wouldn’t settle down.”
Oda ruffles Dazai’s messy brown hair, forcing laughter out of the younger before he turned to Ango and whispered something in Dazai’s ear.
“Let’s do it, Odasaku!” Dazai exclaimed, suddenly a little too close for Ango’s liking. “Hey Ango! Are you ticklish?”
“No.” Ango flatly stated, giving Dazai an annoyed glance. “Do I need to tickle you again?”
“He’s lying.” Oda said, a little too close on Ango’s opposite side. “I happen to know from experience that this man is almost as ticklish as you, Dazai. You just gotta get the right spot.~”
Panic swelled in Ango’s chest. Knowing how the two got when one egged the other on, this wasn’t going to go well. Nowhere to hide or run. The most he could do is scream and pray some bystander saved him.
“Odasaku, sick ‘em!!” Dazai cried, Oda obeying and launching himself onto the other.
“AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
A/N: Thank you for the request!! I found this one fun to write especially cuz Dazai gets on Ango’s nerves quite often. Lee!Dazai is so much fun to write!
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Hey there! I see you are new! Welcome to the tickle fandom! Now for my request(if you don't do this one, that's fine! I have a back up request too!)
Main Request: Douma likes to mess with people and one person he LOVES messing with is his stone-heart boss, Muzan well one day when he is messing with him, he particularly discovers Muzan's weakness which is tickling.
Back up Request: Daizai's shoulders are sore and someone comes to the rescue but Daizai can't sit still due to his shoulders being ticklish(you can pick the ler for this one!)
hiiiiiii! I used your second idea, because I find it very difficult to write about oni, and I was already really looking forward to writing some bungo stray dogs fanfic, I hope you like it!!!
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Lee: Osamu Dazai
Ler: Atsushi Nakajima
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Ships: NONE
Warnings: This is a tickle fic, if you don’t like it, just scroll down
This fanfic is originally in Portuguese, my English is translated using an automatic translator, if there are any big errors you can tell me so I can fix them
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Atsushi heard a shrill scream in the ADA
“DAZAI! ARE YOU OK?” He ran to check
Dazai was lying on the table he worked at, as if he were dead.
"Sir! Sir!" The boy shook him to wake him up “please, you couldn’t commit suicide, right?”
Dazai muttered
"What a pain…"
"Pain? Where?"
“On my shoulders”
Atsushi stopped thinking for a bit, then remembered how exaggerated the man was and laughed.
“Is this whole scandal just for that?”
"ONLY? CAN’T YOU SEE IT HURTS A LOT?”
Atsushi stopped himself from laughing at Dazai's drama
“Of course, what can I do to help, sir?”
“Can you give me a massage?” Dazai said in a loving voice
Atsushi looked confused, it wasn't enough to be suicidal, this man was completely crazy
“Okay, I guess”
Atsushi positioned his hands
"Like this?"
“That’s it” Dazai went soft with the touch, he seemed very relaxed
Atsushi held himself back as much as possible not to laugh, he needed to show firmness to that crazy man, who after all... was his master
“Ehehe, Atsushi!” Dazai let out a little scream and stood up.
"I hurt you?! Are you okay?!”
“I’m fine” Dazai sat back in the chair, a little embarrassed “it just tickled a little”
“T-tickled?” Atsushi was startled for a moment, then without much effort he realized the man's intentions.
Dazai wanted him to tickle him
“Alright then…” Atsushi smiled, “are you ticklish, Dazai?”
“Yes~” Dazai hummed
Atsushi moved his hands quickly and tried to squeeze the man's shoulders again.
“Haha! It’s not that easy” Dazai laughed
But Atsushi took advantage of a moment of distraction and jumped on top of his master.
“Ahahahahaha! ATSUHUHUSHI”
The boy laughed, squeezing Dazai's shoulders once again "you asked me for a massage"
hello!! i wanted to ask if u could do a lee!dazai x perhaps ler!chuuya?
maybe dazai is bothering him one day and since (as dazai said, he knows chuuya’s moves FAR too well) he dodges an attack and the short king accidentally touches his *side?* and finds out dazai’s ticklish c:
sorry it might be a bit too much… but anyways, i hope u have a TREMENDOUS day/night & dont overwork urself please!!! <3
haha sorry it took me so much time, I have some trouble keeping everything in check lately 🥹🫂
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Fandom: Boungo stray dogs
Lee: Dazai Osamu
Ler: Chuuya Nakahara
It was a sunny afternoon in Yokohama. Dazai was sprawled on the couch of the Ada's office, bored out of his mind as usual. When an idea struck him - why not go torment his favorite partner, Chuuya?
Soon enough he was in front of the feared Mafia's headquarters, ready to break through the intimidating place.
Dazai strolled into Chuuya's office without knocking. "Chuuuuyaaaa, entertain me!" he whined, draping himself over the smaller man's desk. Chuuya glared up at him irritably. "Get lost, you parasite. I'm busy, and you shouldn't even be here!"
But Dazai was not to be deterred so easily. He started poking and prodding at Chuuya, twisting a lock of his hair around his finger or poking his cheek. "Chiiibiii! Don't ignore me~ Play with me!" Chuuya finally snapped. "That's it, get out of here before I throw you out myself!"
He lunged at Dazai, flinging him off the desk and cocking his fist back for a punch. But the suicidal knew Chuuya's moves all too well - he dodged gracefully and landed neatly behind Chuuya's desk chair. Unfortunately Chuuya's momentum carried him too far, his flailing arm brushing against Dazai's side.
Dazai let out an un characteristic squeak and flinched away violently, stumbling over his feet. His sudden loss of balance had Chuuya staring in shock. Then a devious smirk spread over the red-head's face as realization dawned. "Why Dazai...are you...ticklish?"
The tallest opened his mouth to deny it but Chuuya was too quick, advancing on him with wiggling fingers poised. "No! Stay away from me you demon!" But Dazai was no match for Chuuya's speed and accuracy. Within moments he was collapsed on the floor, squirming and giggling helplessly under Chuuya's merciless tickling.
"Chuuuyaaaa ha-stop! I c-can't breathe!" Dazai choked out between peals of laughter. But the executive showed no signs of letting up, enjoying having found one of Dazai's rare weaknesses at last. It seemed the tables had well and truly turned - all thanks to an accidental brush and Dazai's ticklish secret being uncovered.
Chuuya continued his tickle assault on Dazai, who was curled up on the floor desperately trying to protect his vulnerable spots. "Please *haha* mercy!" Dazai begged, tears running down his cheeks from laughing so hard. But Chuuya was having far too much fun to stop just yet.
He redoubled his efforts, wriggling his fingers under Dazai's arms that proved to be an extra sensitive spot. Dazai shrieked, thrashing wildly in vain attempts to escape the onslaught. "You're e-evil Chuuya! No respect f-for your dear partnehhHEHrr !"
Chuuya simply laughed at Dazai's misery. "Consider this payback for all the times you've annoyed me, you pest!" Still he took some pity on his partner after a few more minutes, ceasing his tickling attack. Dazai lay there limp and panting, face flushed.
"You really are...too much fun to tease like this," Chuuya admitted with a grin. He offered Dazai a head pat, brushing his dark fluffy locks away from his face. "Next time I think I'll go for your neck, yeah that sounds like a great plan..."
And Chuuya didn't need anything more to make the lovely detective's blush deepen.
