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LiteratureThe Girl and the Goddess - Hololive Tickling StoryToday was the same as many before it. Tokino Sora was sitting in the corner of the Hololive office, playfully kicking her legs as they hung off the edge of her chair, her feet curled upward so they could swing freely over the floor. Occasionally she would have a book to read, or some work to catch up on, or anything at all to occupy her day. Not this time. She merely quietly hummed a song to herself, smiling and subtly bobbing her head from side to side as she worked her way through a small box of sweets given to her by AZKi. The midday sun shone in through the recently and frequently repaired window, illuminating the already brightly lit, cluttered, and often crowded room. Sora felt a sense of déjà vu that, in itself, was all too familiar to her. In the middle of the room was a pair of couches set up on opposite sides of a table, and on one of those couches sat a sincerely uncomfortable Oozora Subaru next to the source of her discomfort, Houshou Marine. Marine, with a probablyLiteratureThe Idols' Game - Hololive tickling story“hmhmhihihiheheHEHAHAHSTAHAHAPOKAHAHAHAYOKAyokayokay okay… okay…” A tired Yuujin A sighed and lowered her head. On the floor in front of her sat Tokino Sora with AZKi directly behind her. A chan had been tasked with watching over the two of them as they prepared for a live show the next day. The problem was it was half past midnight and neither of them had any intent to sleep. It‘s almost like they were doing everything in their power avoid sleeping altogether, much to A chan’s dismay. What’s worse is the game that they managed to rope her into. For a long time they had all known Sora was very ticklish, at least more than the other two. In fact, AZKi has spent nearly the whole night poking her sides, scratching at her bare feet, and spidering her fingers along her neck when she wasn’t looking, sometimes going for minutes at a time. It’s not like Sora didn’t fight back, but a combination of her ticklishness, AZKi’s immense knowledge of all her worst spots (which was basicallyLiteratureChallenging the Council - Round 1Part of a request by Fourfouri The eleven of them entered the palace’s decision hall, Kronii first and Ame shortly after. “This is where we’ll be holding our ‘contest’.” Kronii said. Ame surveyed the area. The walls were far apart and the room took a rectangular shape. There was no furniture to be found, aside from a few folding chairs next to the door, and the floor was perfectly flat and smooth. A glass ceiling let the sun illuminate the room, several jewels and intricate golden patterns and designs along the walls shimmering in its light. “Yeah, this’ll do.” She answered with a single nod. The time warden continued into the room. “You can admit it, it’s quite the stunning scene.” Gura joined Ame’s side and sneered at Kronii. “It looks pretty dumb if you ask me.” “I’m not listening to a girl who sleeps in a fishbowl.” She replied without even turning to see the atlantean stick her tongue out. Bae and IRyS walked in next. As soon as they were through the door, the rat pausedLiteratureTale of the Tiny Idols - Hololive Tickling Story(Made for scententhusiast) The rocking of the boat was nauseating. The orca girl, Sakamata Chloe, had been at sea for weeks and she was starting to get sick of it, literally. She had recently been picked up by a gang of pirates who brought promises of thrilling adventures and buried treasures, but soon after she agreed to join, it became clear that they were, for lack of a better word, total amateurs. The captain, Houshou Marine, was little more than a pirate cosplayer. Minato Aqua was not much better, her role being something of a deckhand, but it was clear she wasn’t “pirate material,” being way too airheaded. Ninomae Ina’nis was equally gentle, and was asleep 90% of the time, and Gawr Gura, the trident wielding shark girl from Atlantis, somehow couldn’t even swim. Chloe couldn’t believe she got roped into this. She eyed Gura who walked past her, dangerously swinging her trident around. Chloe shook her head and turned to Marine, who was currently steering the ship. "Are we everLiteratureMaintenance Issues - Hololive Tickling Story“How does this keep happening?” Roboco thought to herself. She, once again, forgot about her monthly maintenance check, and before she knew it, something went wrong with her hardware, and she found herself completely unable to move. So much for a “high-spec” machine. She could only turn her head slightly, the rest of her body laying straight as a board on her bed. The worst part was the only person available to help her. “Hmm… uhhh… huh. Uhuh… mmh…” Aki Rosenthal murmured as she blankly scanned a manual for fixing the issue. Roboco had nothing against her (it could have been the muscle- brained Noel after all), but Aki was 100% unqualified to deal with such a complex machine. Still, beggars can’t be choosers, and Roboco couldn’t do much other than wait anyway, so there was no use complaining. “…Okay, I think I got it…” Aki unconfidently said, opening a panel on Roboco’s arm to reveal what had to be a hundred different switches and indicators. ”Are… you sure?” Roboco doubted. “OhLiteratureGiri Giri Warukunai - Hololive Tickling StoryWatame was always a little nervous having the lioness over, how could she not be? It isn't every day a sheep invites one over to their house. If that wasn’t enough, she was standing in the middle of her kitchen, surrounded on all sides by a wide variety of delicious ingredients and dangerous-looking utensils, right next to a preheating oven, completely aware of how absurdly scary this should be. She wasn't actually sure how many times she had been eaten. Every time she asked someone, she would get a different answer, so she decided not to think about it. Not that it mattered too much, as she would always come back a couple seconds later anyway. Regardless, she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy with her current situation. She peeked out of the kitchen, eyeing the couch at the other end of the room. There was Shishiro Botan, laying face-up with her head against the left armrest and looking at something on her phone. She always showed up wearing the same white t-shirt and shortsLiteratureThe Best Medicine - Hololive Tickling StoryAmelia Watson’s legs kicked restlessly as they hung off of the operating table. It was just under 5 months since the phoenix, reaper, shark girl, and ancient priestess mysteriously ended up in her lab, and they were all starting to grow closer. She was particularly forming a bond with Gura, the shark girl. Recently they have been travelling to other timelines together and screwing around, doing things they wouldn’t be able to get away with in their own world, and strengthening their friendship in the process. As fun as this was to them, it could obviously also be dangerous. Other timelines had strange rules and properties, and the two of then usually found themselves having to fight off some crazy inter-dimensional threat, and long story short, Ame sat in the infirmary with a sizeable gash in her arm, from her elbow to her wrist. “So… what happened this time?” Asked Ninomae Ina’nis, the tako priestess, who was inspecting the wound curiously. While the chaotic Ame and Gura were out onLiteratureSmile, Mikochi! - Hololive Tickling StoryMade for SorawoBaby. “How long have I been standing here?” Sakura Miko wondered. At least half an hour by now, right? She anxiously paced back and forth, debating whether to just leave right then and there, but couldn’t bring herself to do it. Looking back up to the door, she pressed her ear to it for the hundredth time to reconfirm the same thing she already had, that on the other side was Ookami Mio, the person she needed to see. Not unexpected, this was her office after all, but Miko still wanted to make sure. After another minute of deliberation, she finally decided to knock. On the other side, Mio jumped from the sound, suppressing a scream. For the last several hours she had been watching movies and eating snacks. In other words, not doing any work. She scrambled to look like she was busy with something before answering. “Y- Yes? Who’s there?” Miko gently pushed the door open and poked her head inside. “Hey.” She said, unusually quietly and concisely for her. “Oh, whew…” Mio