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[gigglegoth]

Can you do Eddie and volt? I will be happy with both or one or the other/not forcing

--@rand0m-s1nner THANK YOU FOR MAKING DATE EVERYTHING CONTENT OMGOMGOMG!! I'd love to see something about Eddie and Volt if ever you're up for it hehe--

..★.─Eddie & Volt Tkl Headcanons─.★..

~Aw, thank you, Sin! Have to keep everybody fed somehow (myself included lol). I ADORE Eddie and Volt; they're up there with my top favorites. I hope you Enjoy!~

🤍Volt⚡️

General:

Volt gives off 50/50 switch vibes

Man doesn’t care who’s doing the laughing as long as you’re enjoying yourself.

He adores tickling in general. It’s a great way to tire Eddie out if he’s had a long day, and he just loves to smile around those he loves.

Lee:

Believe it or not, Volt actually gets a bit flustered with tickling when he’s in a lee mood.

He’s unable to say the t-word, and the only ways he’ll ask are indirect. Eddie knows the signs, but it takes you a bit to catch onto his patterns.

“Live wire, could you flip that little breaker on my side right there? I think it’s fritzing.”

“I’m rather bored, darling. Think you could help me fix that?”

“Hmm? No, of course I didn’t poke you. Must’ve been the wind.”

He’ll blush rather intensely once you figure it out and give him what he wants.

Worst spots are his ribs and neck. His ribs get deep belly-laughs out of him, but his neck is killer. It’s hard to reach because of his hair, but if you can manage it, he might short-circuit (gotta be gentle with him).

Melt spots are his arms and back. He adores gentle scratches along his forearms and near his pits. If you give him gentle tickles alongside a back rub? Pure bliss.

If you’re really wrecking him, little sparks will fly off his hair, and his eyes will light up. If any hit your skin, they don’t hurt—just tingle. He always gets all flustered if you tease him about it afterwards.

“Live wire, please. It’s not cute. Yes, I am rather dashing, but that is not.”

Thankfully, it isn't hard to get him to say otherwise (with the proper motivation).

Ler:

VERY playful bastard of a ler

He’ll tease you about it for hours before he even comes close to doing anything.

A playful poke at the bar, a slip of the hand while dancing, little teases whispered in your ear…

“Just wait until closing time, darling…”

“Your laugh truly is enchanting, live wire. I can’t wait to hear it for hours later.”

“You look rather fetching in that top, love. And look, it’s cropped. Perfect~”

When he does finally strike, it’ll be in the comfort of privacy. The only other object around would be Eddie, specifically so you feel safe and cared for.

This suave bastard is a teasing ler for SURE, though he knows not to go too far.

“Don’t worry, live wire. I’ll start slow. You know I adore your giggles.”

“Does that tickle, hmm?”

“My, that was quite the reaction, love. I wonder if you can top it.”

You know how he lets off little zaps of electricity when he’s really emotional? Well, he’s figured out how to weaponize that.

Those little zaps tickle like crazy, though they never hurt. Volt is incredibly careful with you, even while he’s being a bully.

Again, Volt is incredibly respectful of your boundaries. If you want him to really wreck you, you’ll have to set up a safeword. He doesn’t mind going that far; he’s just more concerned about your comfort than a good time.

He’s wonderful with aftercare, as one would expect.

He’ll grab you some water, maybe sneak you over a couple cherries from the bar for a sugary snack to perk you up.

If you’re in the mood for it, he’s always up for relaxing cuddles and random rants before falling asleep. He’ll even drag Eddie over for a snuggle pile (he can never resist when it’s for you).

💡Eddie🔧

General:

At first, Eddie’s really hesitant about any of the tickling stuff.

He’ll get flustered if you ask about it, tense up, or tell you he’s not in the mood. You’re always respectful of him, of course; he just needs some time to warm up to the idea.

Once you break the ice, however, he gets pretty fond of it. Well, fond of wrecking you whenever you insist on annoying him while he’s on the job.

He’s a ler-leaning switch, though he doesn’t mind the occasional tickle from you or Volt (good luck getting him to admit it, though).

Lee:

He gets really flustered when it comes to getting tickled.

It’s hard for him to ask, though he won’t do a complete character 180. He’ll just brush it off if you ask about his behavior or say he’s tired. Not a lie, but not exactly the truth either.

When you do finally figure him out, he’ll just sit down and refuse to make eye contact until you get started. Stoic to a fault (though it’s an easy fix once you get started).

Volt knows a little bit about Eddie’s soft spots, so you get some pointers before you wreck him. Eddie makes sure the cocky man learns his lesson, though not before he meets a giggly fate.

Worst spots are his ears and hips. Little kisses or nuzzles against his ears destroy him, and he cannot handle his love handles being squeezed. Volt likes to randomly come up and poke them to make him jump (a habit you adopt).

Melt spots are his wrists. His hands always get sore, but the callouses there make it kind of hard to feel anything. His wrists, though? Soft, sensitive, and the perfect place to kiss or gently stroke if you want him to get all giggly and relax against you.

Eddie gets incredibly sleepy after he’s tickled. He’ll stay up long enough to drink some water and say you suck before drifting off and getting some much-needed rest.

Needless to say, tickles are a great motivator to get him to relax.

Ler:

Oh boy.

Eddie’s a very methodical ler. He’ll start off by testing spots, saying which ones are bad aloud, and moving on. Once he's got a general idea of your worst spots, he goes to town.

As you can imagine, that shit is incredibly flustering.

“Oh, damn, your ribs are pretty bad. Good to know.”

“Wonder if your back is ticklish… Let’s find out.”

“You always get all wiggly when I go near your pits. Wonder why…”

Aside from the notes, he likes to compliment you. You’re his spark; he needs to let you know how amazing you look when you’re laughing for him.

“That blush… I swear, it’s more beautiful than any wine we’ve got stocked.”

“I love that smile, spark. Too bad I’ve gotta tickle the hell outta you to see it. Well…not that bad.”

“You’re so soft here. Just wanna kiss it all day…”

Now, that stubble…

You just know he’d weaponize it while tickling. Nuzzles, evil kisses, raspberries with an extra kick: the possibilities are endless.

He’s pretty good with aftercare. He’ll grab you some water, maybe make you a Shirley Temple if you want something more fun to drink. He might even agree to a nap together, though he’ll usually call Volt in to join. The man loves group cuddle time, though he won’t admit it.

If you’re not up for cuddles, he’s more than happy to just infodump about mechanics or his most recent drink recipes he’s been working on. He fully understands the need for some me-time while listening to someone talk.

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"Fuck Off"

Part 2 to "I think you know."

Volt/Eddie/Reader, reader is gender neutral

Words: 2,828 Ler!Volt, Ler!Eddie, Lee!Reader

Volt remembers how much you seemed to like it last time he tickled you, and he gets Eddie to join in this time, too. This is a tickle fic! (Contains spoilers for the ending of their route!)

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It was the next day after you fixed the faulty wire in the breaker box. You were so glad to see that both Volt and Eddie were alright. And you were so, so happy to see the rejuvenated shine in Eddie's eyes since that frayed wire wasn't holding him back. Eddie and Volt professed their love to you, and of course you reciprocated. You spent a while hanging out with them after that, simply enjoying each other's presence.

Volt was extra flirtatious, always good at making you blush. Eddie had never-ending quips and little sarcastic comments to make you laugh. It felt really nice to spend time with them without any issues dangling over your head to worry about.

Eventually, though, you had to go to bed. The day had been an exhausting emotional roller coaster for you, and it had certainly been even more so for them. Even without the high tensions, being reset always made them feel tired, Eddie said. So you called it a night, knowing that you would be right back there to spend more time with them first thing in the morning.

You lay in your bed, grateful to Betty for being so comfortable. You let your mind wander while you tried to sleep, replaying the events of the day. There was the obvious stress of the power going out and needing to fix the frayed wire, and the subsequent elation once everything was fixed.

But now that the the stress of the day had been thoroughly resolved, your mind kept going back to what Volt had done earlier, before the show started. Your cheeks flushed as you remembered the feeling of his fingers wiggling against your ribs. You grabbed a pillow and hugged it tightly, hiding your face. Would Volt remember his promise to 'revisit this later'? Or would that particular interaction be forgotten by him, with all the problems that followed right after?

Although you would never admit it to anyone, you silently hoped that he would make good on his promise. Fantasies of what that might look like were what eventually lulled you to sleep. An extra touch here, a flirty wink there… then endless teases whispered into your ear as curious fingers turned you into a giggling mess.

Once you woke up in the morning, you took an extra moment to get ready for the day. You put just a bit more thought into your outfit than you normally would. You just wanted to look nice for yourself! But, you know, it would be nice to give Volt an extra reason to compliment you like you knew he would. And it was always cute to see Eddie blush.

You certainly didn't have any ulterior motives behind deciding to wear a loose crop top and stylishly baggy pants. None at all. It was mere coincidence how the top exposed your stomach and back, and would be extra easy to slip underneath to reach your ribs and underarms. It was simply happenstance that the low-rise pants let a bit of your hips peek out over them, and would be so easy for someone to inch down and expose more of your ticklish skin.

No ulterior motives behind this outfit whatsoever. That would be simply ludicrous.

After a quick breakfast of some yogurt, fruit, and granola that you threw together into a bowl, you headed back to your closet with the breaker box. You slipped on your dateviators and willed the club into existence. Volt was right there to greet you.

"Live wire! You look electrifying, as usual. Do we have the pleasure of your company for another visit?" Volt asked, a huge smile on his face. You nodded.

Eddie came up right behind him, smirking. "Blink twice if you want me to throw you out so you don't have to sit through another bad act," he snarked, and you held back a snicker.

"Thanks, Eddie, but that won't be necessary," you grinned. You would have sworn that you saw his eyes linger for a moment on your exposed stomach, a slight blush dusting his cheeks. Score.

"The show isn't until the evening, anyway," Volt said as he pulled you inside the Breaker Box. He slipped his hand to your waist to guide you, as he always did, but the static shock of his hand on your bare skin caused you to jump.

You noticed him suppress a smirk as he continued to guide you over to the bar, where Eddie was already headed back to. Volt definitely noticed your slight blush and reaction to the touch. He also definitely noticed your choice in outfit. He was simply choosing not to comment on it. He remembered what had happened the day before, then, you figured. You tried to ignore him as you sat down with him at the bar, Eddie already fussing with the dishes.

There wasn't anyone else at the club, since it wasn't open to the public for a few more hours. The three of you simply chatted. Eddie polished cups and shot glasses to make sure they were perfect for when the club opened later. He also organized little random things behind the bar while you all talked.

Eddie had finished finding things to mess with after a while, and was leaning over the bar on his elbows. Volt looked over at you with a certain gleam in his eye as he said, "Eddie, would you like to know something interesting that I recently learned about our live wire?"

A swarm of butterflies shot through your stomach. This was it, wasn't it? Eddie looked at you questioningly, a small smile tugging at the edge of his lips as he took in your flustered state. He looked back to Volt. "What's that?" he asked.

"Our little spark," he started. You tried to suppress your flinch as Volt reached for your waist again, the static shock the least of your worries. "Is incredibly ticklish." He finished his statement, punctuating it with a small twitch of his fingers. You squeaked, covering your growing smile with a hand.

Eddie's gaze snapped back to you, his smile growing ever-so slightly. "Is that so? And we're bringing this up because…?" Eddie asked Volt, still looking at you, observing your reaction to his and Volt's words. He was clearly extremely intrigued at how your blush was spreading across your face.

"We're bringing it up because," Volt drew out the word 'because,' his voice almost sing-song as he pulled you in closer to him, "Live wire here clearly enjoyed it when I did yesterday. And I, being so gracious, would like to give them what they obviously want."

You flushed and turned to him in protest, ready to defend your dignity. He simply cocked an eyebrow at you and the words died in your throat. He wasn't wrong… it was just so embarrassing.

"Do you want that, spark?" Eddie asked, bringing your attention back to him. He spoke softly, so genuinely that your defensiveness dissipated. You hesitated for a second, and then shyly nodded.

"Yeah, I- I think it's fun," you admitted, purposefully ignoring Volt's triumphant smirk in favor of focusing on Eddie. That was truly the understatement of the century, seeing as how tickling could consume almost all of your thoughts on some days, but you decided that Volt and Eddie could figure out the nuances of this particular interest of yours later.

This was when Volt decided to pipe up again. "They were positively adorable yesterday, they had the cutest reactions to every little thing I did. I swear, live wire is one of the most ticklish things I've ever met." Your blush exploded across your face and butterflies went insane in your stomach. You shoved at Volt's arm.

"Shut up!!" You glared at him, but this only egged him on as he laughed.

"Tragically, they wouldn't let me properly hear any of their adorable giggles. Said that they were too shy with all the people around…" Volt continued.

You felt a hand on your shoulder. You startled and turned to see Eddie standing beside you— when had he moved from behind the bar?— with a small smirk on his face. "Well, it's just us here now…" he said. A wave of butterflies washed through you again seeing the gleam in Eddie's eyes.

"Uh, guys-?" You cut yourself off with a panicked squeak as you felt the buzzing of Volt's fingers begin to flutter at your bare sides from behind you. It was so much worse without the protection of your shirt.

On instinct, you brought your hands to cover your mouth again. What you weren't prepared for, though, was for Volt to gently grab your wrists and pull them away. He leaned over with his head on your shoulder, bringing one of your hands to his lips. "Now, now, live wire. It's just us~. You don't need to worry about covering your laugh." He murmured into your ear, sending a flustered thrill up your spine.

Before you could respond, Eddie brought his hands to your stomach, and you bit your lip and scrunched your eyes closed in an effort not to crack. Eddie's movements seemed almost tentative at first, like he was becoming familiar with your reactions. Every little twitch and gasp, mentally noted and stored away. He quickly became more sure of himself, scribbling more firmly on your stomach with his blunt nails.

A strangled sound escaped your throat, quickly turning into uncontrollable giggles. You brought your hands up to your chest as you tried to curl in on yourself, but Volt hugged and held you up with his arms, making sure you couldn't completely block Eddie's hands from their quest to make you laugh.

Then, you felt Volt's fingers begin wiggling again at your side and ribs, where they were previously just holding you. You gasped through your laughter and threw your head back against his shoulder.

You felt the bar stool wobble slightly underneath you, and your eyes shot open with a jolt of panic. Volt and Eddie were there to hold you steady, though, and the slight wobble only lasted for a moment.

"Let's not fall off the chair, yeah?" Eddie laughed, and you flushed bright red.

"Well it's not my fault I can't stay still!! You guys are the ones- who are- this is your fault!!" you tried to defend yourself. You couldn't say the word right now, you were far too flustered.

Volt stood up behind you, keeping a steadying hand on your back. Then you yelped as you felt yourself get lifted off the chair and into his arms.

"Hey!! Where- what-?" You stammered, gripping onto Volt's arm.

Volt smiled down at you as he walked, Eddie following close behind. "Just relocating to somewhere more… stable, spark," he said, bringing you over to a booth table by the wall. He set you down to stand by the booth, still holding onto your arm, and he sat down sideways on the plush bench. He dragged you down with him as he scooted back. He was leaning against the wall, your back against his chest. He hugged you with his arms again, holding you in place over your shoulders.

Eddie sat down in front of you, leaning forward with a glimmer in his eyes. You started nervously giggling before his hands even reached you, just the look on his face was enough to fill you with flustered anticipation. He paused, and you saw the idea light up in his eyes. The corner of Eddie's lip twitched up a fraction more.

He slowly lifted his hand up, hovering it over your stomach, but never touching down. Your anticipatory giggles strengthened. Just the presence of his hand so near to the sensitive spot was causing phantom tingles all over your midriff, and the butterflies in your stomach were going wild.

"I'm not even touching you, spark," Eddie grinned. You brought your hands up to cover your face, too keyed up to maintain eye contact. Mercifully, Volt allowed you to keep them there. Not mercifully, he decided to tease you about it.

"You can't even look him in the eyes? He's not doing anything. Yet." Volt teased, and you could feel his breath on your ear. It sent a shiver down your spine.

"F-fuck off," you stammered as you blushed. Then you gasped and broke out into frantic giggles as you felt you felt Volt's previously stationary fingers begin to wiggle against your ribs.

Volt tsked. "Now, live wire, that is no way to speak to your loving, adoring, caring boyfriend." Your laughter raised an octave in pitch as Eddie finally touched down his hand as well, scribbling over your stomach and sides.

Deciding to push your luck, you pushed out another "Fuck ohoff!!" through your laughter. You heard Volt scoff incredulously, and you saw something dangerous glint through Eddie's eyes.

"You're really asking for it now, you know," Eddie said, making his point by using a firmer touch for a few moments, causing you to throw your head back in another giggle fit. After a moment of contemplation, you decided there was really only one thing to do.

You looked Eddie in the eyes, gaining control of your laughter just enough to properly articulate it one more time: "Fuck. Off."

No sooner than the final word left your lips, you let out a noise that could only be described as a shriek followed by uncontrollable laughter. Volt's hands had found their way under your crop top, and he scribbled his nails over your underarms. You desperately tried to pin your arms to your sides, to do anything to get his hands out from there, but it was a futile effort.

Eddie stopped his scribbling over your waist in favor of holding your hips down, because you were squirming and bucking so much that he was in danger of falling off the bench.

"Oh my goodness, spark. Is that a bad spot?" Eddie asked, a very amused smirk on his face. You could only squeal in response as Volt found the epicenter of ticklishness right in the center of your underarms, deciding to stay there.

You could only gasp in air before falling back into frantic laughter, trying to jolt away only to be held back by Volt and Eddie's arms. "Ohhhoh my GOHOD-" You laughed out, leaning forward as much as you could only to throw your head back again. It was so bad. It was unbearable. It was exhilarating. You needed it to stop. You never wanted it to end.

Your laughter fell silent as Eddie brought his fingers to your ribs, the combination of the two spots completely short-circuiting your brain. You couldn't think, the only thing on your mind was the electric sensations overloading your system.

After a few moments of your silent laughter, both Volt and Eddie stopped their attack. You slumped as soon as it ended, relaxing into Volt completely, eyes closed. You sucked in deep breaths of air and let out residual giggles as you felt electric fingers card through your hair.

Eddie's hand came up to cup your cheek, and you leaned fully into the touch. "Are you alright, spark?" Eddie asked softly, and you nodded. You opened your eyes to peek up at him, butterflies fluttering through your stomach at the sight of his adoring grin.

Your throat was really dry, you noticed, now that you were able to think beyond the overwhelming sensations from only moments before.

"Um-" you started, needing to swallow before continuing. "Can I have some water?" As soon as the words left your mouth, Eddie was up and back a moment later, with a fresh water bottle from the fridge behind the bar. He cracked open the lid before handing it to you. You sat up and drank more than half of the bottle. You were even more thirsty than you realized.

You closed the lid and set the bottle on the table, leaning back into Volt's chest and closing your eyes as he continued running his fingers through your hair. "You did so well, live wire," Volt said softly, his fingertips leaving pleasant tingles in their wake. You hummed in response and relaxed even more into his touch. You felt Eddie sit back down near your feet.

"So… are we going to talk about how you clearly enjoyed every second of that?" Eddie asked playfully, and you felt Volt's laugh rumble on your back as you flushed.

You glared at Eddie and stuck your tongue out. "Shut up," you mumbled, and Volt chuckled again. He pressed a kiss to the top of your head as Eddie raised his hands in surrender.

"Ok, ok, I won't push it," Eddie said, though you all heard the silent 'for now' at the end of that sentence. Secretly, you hoped they would bring it up again sooner rather than later, if it would result in getting wrecked like this every time.

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Electric Discoveries

This fic is sfw, but still Minors and Ageless blogs DNI

Lers Volt x Eddie x Lee Reader (Gender Neutral, No y/n)

Words: 6232

No spoilers, but this can be read with either normal or realized Volt and Eddie! Just some tk fluff with them cus they took over my brain completely, and I hope yall enjoy!!

Being with Eddie and Volt was amazing. You always felt comfortable, safe, between them whenever you were together, which was a lot. Unfortunately, that usual ‘safety’ quickly turned to danger tonight.

It was late into the night, but all three of you were still awake, relaxing on the couch downstairs as you watched a movie.  It had become a routine every weekend to enjoy one while cuddling up with each other, each of you taking turns on who got to choose what to watch.  It was Eddie's choice tonight, as Volt had picked the last movie, and you the one before.  He chose an older action movie, one you all had watched before, but Eddie especially seemed to like. 

Though there was nothing wrong with the movie itself, Volt and you just didn't quite have the same love for it as Eddie, both of you getting a bit bored towards the middle of it.  The plot seemed to drag on a bit when you already had the knowledge of everything that would happen.  That was what started it all.

Seemingly too bored to stay still, Volt’s hand, that had been resting on your side since the beginning of the movie, began to fidget, his index finger gently swiping up and down it.  You jumped slightly, surprised at the sudden unexpected feeling. 

“Sorry love, didn't mean to frighten you.”  He gave a soft smile as he whispered an apology right next to your ear, assuming that he had just caught you off guard with the movement and startled you.  He stilled his fingers once more, as though he thought it would distract you from the movie you weren't actually paying attention to.

“Ah, don't worry. Was just really into this part, I guess.” You whispered back with a quiet laugh at the end, lying to play off the real reason for your reaction and to hopefully hide your disappointment at him stopping.  Neither Volt nor Eddie had found out about your sensitivities yet.  Though both had come close many times, every time you somehow managed to find an excuse for whatever noise, jerk, or jump you had reacted to their touch with.  

It wasn't as if you disliked it by any means, quite the contrary actually, you just weren't sure if you were ready for either of them to know about that yet.  You feared if they found out and realized that you enjoyed it, they may find it strange, or judge you for it.  Or, on the opposite side, you didn't know if you could take it if they did accept it, imagining them both lovingly teasing you about it making your face grow hot and head spin at the thought alone.  

You were quickly pulled from the thoughts running through your head as his hand suddenly moved again, this time slipping under your tank top to feel the warmth of your skin against his.  He gave a gentle squeeze to your lower side, and while you couldn't tell if he was trying to be playful or comforting, it had the same reaction either way.  You jerked slightly away from the touch this time, curling into yourself with a small laugh.  Volt looked at you, almost concerned for a moment, before you saw the pieces connecting in his head.  

“Oh? Oh no… Now isn't this just terrible for you.”  His hand gently squeezed again at the soft skin of your side, this time more purposefully, his lips forming a knowing smirk as you let out another quick laugh.  

“No, Volt- Wait!”  He didn't let you finish as he turned to fully face you, both his hands now latching onto your sides as his nails skittered up and down them with horribly accurate precision.  Your hands shot to his wrists on instinct, but you barely pushed away, pretending to put up a fight for show, all while not actually trying to stop him.

“Apologies, live wire, but I simply can not do that.  This is a very important discovery that just must be explored now, I'm afraid.”  Despite his words, he didn't appear to be sorry at all, continuing to trace his fingers along your waist, his touch traveling up to your ribs.

“Noho! Yohou're inteherrupting the mohovie! Eddiehe!”  You whined out your other boyfriend’s name through your now even more frantic giggles as Volt's fingers tested out the new spot, but you were met with no response from him.

“Am I now?”  Volt gave a confident look, nodding his head towards Eddie, who was laid back against the couch cushion, fast asleep.  You wanted to be mad at him for falling asleep during the movie that he had picked, but he looked so cute sleeping that you couldn't find it in yourself to be truly irritated with him.  This did, however, put you in a tricky position.  With Eddie asleep, this made it so you only had to deal with one of them for now, but it also made it so no one was there to save you from Volt until he decided to spare you.  You debated on trying to wake Eddie up for a moment, thinking he may be on your side and help you get revenge on the other if you did.

Volt seemed to notice your line of thinking as he changed to gentle scratching around your tummy, clearly trying to find every spot that brought a reaction out of you.  He wasn't disappointed as your laugh got even higher, your hands closing a bit tighter around his wrists as he targeted the more sensitive area.

“I don't think you’ll want to do that, dear.  He can be even more merciless than I, especially if his sleep has been disturbed.”  You couldn't fully tell if he was bluffing or not, but the thought of him telling the truth and having to face the wrath of Eddie, along with Volt’s already horrible teasing, was enough to stop you from attempting to wake the slumbering man.

“Yohou're suhuch an ahass!” You suppressed your laugh as much as you could, trying to be quieter than before with the new fear of waking up a vengeful Eddie, but you couldn’t silence yourself completely.  It was a difficult task with Volt’s hands finding every ticklish spot on your waist, it taking everything in you not to squeal when he hit a sensitive patch of skin near the side of your stomach.  

“Oo feisty~ Best be careful though, too loud and he may wake.”  Volt took your words and the way your laugh quieted as a challenge, wanting to see how much it would take for you to get just a bit too noisy and stir the other.  Though he usually wouldn't purposefully disturb Eddie's sleep, he figured he most likely wouldn't mind it so much if he was being awoken by your adorable laughter.  

“Thahat would behe your fahault!”  You whisper yelled as you argued with him, knowing that it really would be more on him than you, but you could tell he didn’t care.  All he was focused on now was drawing more of those beautiful giggles from your lips, any consequences could be dealt with later.  

“And why would it be my fault?  You’re the one making all the noise, love.”  If you were able to glare at that moment, you would have been throwing daggers at him with your gaze, but instead you were only able to give a slightly annoyed look through squinted eyes, a large smile still stuck to your face.  

“Behecause you’re tihickling mehe!”  You tensed as you accidentally got a bit louder for a moment.  You glanced over to Eddie, and felt a wave of relief go through you as you saw he was still completely out.  You already knew he was a deep sleeper, but you couldn’t help still being a bit surprised that he could sleep through all of this so peacefully.  

“Oh am I?  Apologies, I hadn't realized.”  He gave you a fake look of shock which quickly turned back into a cheeky grin as a small laugh escaped him at your statement of the obvious.  You let out a small growl of irritation through your giggles at his sarcasm, wanting to wipe that stupid smirk right off his face.  

Unfortunately, you wouldn’t get the chance to do that anytime soon, as he found the sensitive spots located right around the tops of both your hips, lightly pinching on either one.  You let out a small shriek, falling to the side as your legs curled up towards you to get away from and block his attacking hands.  Landing you right on top of Eddie’s lap.  

“Mmn… The hell..?”  Volt’s hands paused for a moment as the dark haired man awoke, albeit a bit groggily, looking down to see you laying in his lap, some giggles still slipping through your lips and a clearly flustered expression spread across your face.

“Eddie! Hehelp! Volt’s torturihing mehee!”  You quickly threw him under the bus, hoping Eddie may side with you if he believed it was Volt’s fault that he was woken up.  Technically, it really was, as you never would have fallen onto him had Volt not been viciously attacking you with tickles.  

“Yes, Eddie, be a dear and help me, won't you?”  Volt used the way you had fallen back to his advantage, moving your legs down onto the couch, despite your effort to keep them curled to you, and sitting atop your thighs as he tried to lure Eddie to his side.  Eddie seemed puzzled at first, but Volt cleared up that confusion by returning his fingers to your hips, making you break into immediate giggles once more as he softly pinched around them.  The previously sleeping man let out an amused sigh as he became more cognisant and realized what you both had been talking about, already knowing whose side he was going to be on.  

“Well, I suppose if you both insist.”  You lost all hope you once had of him helping you as soon as you felt him shift, hearing the playful tone in his voice as his hands took your wrists and easily pinned them above your head onto the couch.  You could instantly tell how screwed you were, now completely stuck between them with no way to protect yourself.  You could feel butterflies fluttering through your stomach as you looked up at Eddie, a small smirk tugging at his lips already.  

“Nohoo! Nohot him! Hehelp mehe!”  You pulled at your hands that were trapped in his grip, though not too hard, not actually wanting to break free.  You knew that if you genuinely told them to stop, then they would, without hesitation, but you didn’t really want that, and they definitely didn’t either.

“Aah, bit too late for that, sorry.  Should’ve been clearer before.”  Just like Volt, there was no hint of remorse in his voice as he decided to join in on the fun, however, his approach was very different from the other man’s.  Rather than jumping in with clawed fingers in an attempt to get the biggest reaction out of you, he gently fluttered his nails on the side of your neck, tracing around to the other side to do the same, back and forth, bringing some small squeaks out of you between giggles.  Perhaps it was just because he wasn’t fully awake yet, but you were surprised how much softer he was about it compared to Volt, though the conflicting feelings almost made it worse. Your brain couldn’t tell whether to focus on those light touches around your neck, or the almost electric sensations spreading throughout your sides as Volt moved up to them once again, wanting to try the area once more now he had easier access to it with your body being slightly stretched out over Eddie’s lap.  

“Mm, yes.  You really should be more specific, dear.  You only have yourself to blame for this, honestly.”  You would have loved to rebuttal, slinging some sort of insult or profanity at the white haired man, but your words were quickly caught in your throat as Volt’s fingers found the spot where your ribs and sides met, a squeal replacing whatever you actually wanted to come out of your mouth.  Both of the men couldn’t stop the soft smiles that took over from hearing all the cute noises you were making from just some simple touches, and you could swear you heard some quiet laughs slip out from Eddie’s lips under Volt’s louder chuckles, your face only growing hotter as you felt your heart skip a beat at the sounds.  

“Thihis ihis so unfahahaiir!”  You whined out a complaint as soon as you found your ability to speak again, one that neither of them seemed to take seriously.  They exchanged mocking looks, knowing that it absolutely was completely unfair, but that fact only seemed to make this even more amusing for them, finding it adorable how you only seemed to fight with your words and never to actually get away.

“Darling, who ever said anything about playing ‘fair’?”  Volt emphasized his words by bringing his hands up to under your arms, which were still pinned above you by Eddie, his grip holding strong, especially for someone who had been sleeping only a few minutes ago.  He tested them first, using only his index fingers to circle around the outside to the center, wanting to see just how ticklish you may be here before going all in.  He was extremely pleased when he heard your giggles getting higher as your arms reflexively jerked down, but didn’t break from the hold they were stuck in, an almost nervous glint in your eyes.  You cursed at yourself mentally for choosing to wear a tank top for a pajama shirt tonight, but the weather has been quite warm recently, so it felt like the best choice earlier on.  

“Y'know, if you didn't want this, then you really shouldn't have woken me up.”  You felt a mix of shock and slight exasperation as you heard Eddie's words, but when you looked up at him, his expression clearly gave away that he was just messing with you.  Seeing the cocky looks on their faces, part of you already began plotting your revenge on them, especially Volt, him being the one who got you stuck in this situation in the first place.  You couldn't focus too much on that right now, though, too busy squeaking under their hands and they tested out every spot they could reach on you.

“Thahat wahas Voholt’s fahault ahand yohou knohow ihihit!”  The mentioned man let out a fake sigh and pretended to look disappointed at your words, still not stopping the tracing under your arms as he did, though Eddie had taken his fingers away from your neck, allowing some slight relief.  

“Still blaming me for your mistake I see… I think we need to teach you how to take some responsibility, live wire.”  A shiver went through you at his tone, it sounding even more sinister than his previous teasing.  You looked into his eyes and hated how someone could look so innocent yet so mischievous at the same time.  They were full of so much love and adoration for you, and yet his smirk looked downright evil, only confirming the fact you already knew.  You were screwed.

“V-Voholt, whatehever you’re thihinking, yohou behetter nohot!  Eheddie, hehelp mehee!”  You tried giving Eddie your best puppy dog eyes, hoping to garner some possible sympathy from him, but he just snickered at your misfortune, using his free hand to push your hair from out of your face, running his fingers through it soothingly after.

“Sorry, but Volt’s right.  You really do need to learn how to take responsibility.  I mean, I was sleeping soo well before you woke me up, kinda rude, don’t you think?”  His sarcastic tone was a stark contrast to the comforting way he played with your hair, only making you whine at him more at his refusal to take your side.  

“Yohou fehell asleheep durihing the mohovie yohou pihicked! Isn't thahat ruhude?!”  Knowing you weren't winning him over, you switched to antagonizing him, which may not have been your brightest decision. You saw his face flush red for a moment as his hand froze, clearly a bit flustered about that now that you had called it out, Volt chuckling at his embarrassment. 

“Thehey do have a point there, dear.”  Eddie shot a glare to him, and then back to you before removing his hand from your hair and placing it on your ribs.  He didn’t actually do anything yet, but the contact of his hand on the spot made you tense, as you expected him to immediately dig into it.  

“And here I was trying to be the nice one.  I guess that was my bad.”  His words were full of a playful irritation that made you want to sink right into the couch and disappear, and if you thought Volt’s smirk was evil, Eddie’s was downright villainous, a small bout of regret almost starting to creep its way into your brain.  Before you could apologize or get even a single word out, you felt his nails moving across your ribs in a much more calculated way than your previous attacker.  That combined with the way Volt was still tracing under your arms caused a small shriek to leave your lips, his other hand still preventing you from yanking your arms down as you continued pulling on them.  Not one to be outdone, Volt stepped up his game as well, turning one finger into three under both arms, adding his thumb and middle finger to scritch his silver painted nails in and out the center of your underarms.

“W-Wahait! Sohorry, Ihi’m sohohorryyy!”  Hiccups began filling your laugh as the sensations overwhelmed your brain, unable to decide which one was worse.  Neither of them listened to you, too busy enjoying your helpless laughter and the chance to get revenge for all the times you had sassed them before.  

“You know, I really don’t understand how it took until tonight to find out about this.  I mean, they’re so sensitive, it’s a miracle they were able to keep it hidden till now.”  Volt’s words were directed towards Eddie, but his gaze stayed on you, watching your face as he spoke and moved his hands just slightly around, trying nearby spots like your upper arms and the sides of your underarms, going closer to your back.  He was pleasantly surprised when the latter spot was met with more squeaks in your laugh and your shoulders shaking slightly in an attempt to get his hands away.

“You’re right… How did you manage to keep this from us?  It feels like we’re barely doing anything, yet here you are looking like you're fighting for your life.”  ‘Barely doing anything’ felt like the understatement of the century to you, especially coming from the man who managed to learn just the right ways to take you apart in a matter of minutes, though being honest, it really wasn’t that much of a feat.  He managed to find every spot on your ribs that made you flinch, giggle, and squeal, hitting them with perfect accuracy, yet still keeping his touch gentle enough to not fully overwhelm you.  Volt was more interested in finding every spot on you that he could, aiming for quantity over quality, it seemed.  Every time he changed spots and heard your laugh change, even just slightly, he lit up.  He was clearly enjoying that no matter where he tried, it got some sort of reaction out of you, no matter how big or small it may be.

“Ihi wahasn't tryihing toho!”  That may not have been completely true.  There were  a few times when you may have lied to them when they accidentally tickled you before, but you felt them knowing that may only make things worse for you.  If it weren't for the way your vision slightly blurred from the tears beginning to well in your eyes from laughing, you may have noticed the looks of skepticism the two men shared with each other. 

“Oh dear… I believe they may be lying.”  Volt stopped his hands for a moment, noticing the way your eyes were starting to water, Eddie following right after, though neither moved away from the spots completely.

“Oh, they definitely are.  Did you really think you could keep being this ticklish a secret from us?”  Eddie emphasized his point by giving your side a light pinch, making you jerk away with a squeak before you answered.

“Mahaybe…”  Honestly, you didn't really know what your plan was with hiding it as long as you did.  If you knew it would turn out like this, you probably would have let them find out much sooner. 

“Hmm, I feel as though we should make up for all that lost time of not knowing.  Don't you agree?”  Volt looked to Eddie once more, both sharing the same sinister look with each other.  

“N-No! I don’t!”  You felt your stomach already fluttering yet again with anticipation of another round.  Despite your words, however, you didn’t really want them to stop just yet.  

“Ah ah, dear.  I wasn't asking you, besides, I believe all of us know that's just another lie.”  Volt’s smirk said everything you needed to know.  They had you fully figured out.  Your eyes went wide, a nervous smile taking over your lips against your will as you went to refute.  

“Wha- I don't-”  Your stuttered replies were interrupted by their shared snickers, Eddie speaking up this time.

“Don't think we haven't noticed how you didn't once actually ask us to stop.  Not to mention, I've seen you when working before, you have more strength than that, love.”  Your face felt hotter than ever before, both men having easily caught on to the fact that you really didn't mind this kind of attention.  Through that embarrassment though, you felt relief.  They weren’t weirded out by it, and they were teasing, sure, but they weren’t actually being mean about it.  You realized that the reason you tried to hide your sensitivity wasn’t in fear of this.  It was in fear of judgement, of disgust, of being shamed.  You felt embarrassed in a bit more of a foolish way now.  Of course they weren’t going to hate you or find you weird over something as silly as enjoying tickling, in fact, they both seemed quite happy about the fact that you liked it.

They seemed to notice how flustered you were getting, both beginning to get a bit worried they had made you uncomfortable or assumed wrong as you got quiet.  You were a bit surprised as you felt Eddie release your arms and Volt move off of your legs, shifting himself, and you, to sit on the couch with your legs in his lap.  Eddie moved over, turning himself to the side to have your head resting on his crossed calves, bringing a hand to the side of your face after, softly holding it as his thumb brushed over your cheek.  Volt followed suit, doing the same as he rested his hand right above your knee, comfortingly rubbing his thumb on the side of it, making sure to add enough pressure that it wouldn't tickle.  

“Apologies if we assumed wrong dear, but please know, it’s quite alright if you do like this.  Honestly, I think it’s truly adorable, don't you agree?”  Volt’s voice was softer than you had heard it all night, trying to soothe you in case you were upset, not knowing that it was very much the opposite.  He gave a glance to Eddie as he asked his question, looking for backup in reassuring you.

“It really is.”  Eddie’s eyes were locked to yours, his gaze transfixed on you as if you were the prettiest night sky he ever saw.  He cleared his throat and refocused himself as he realized how much he was staring, the same flush from earlier returning to his cheeks.  If either of you teased him about it, he’d make an excuse about how he was still tired, but you both knew it was bullshit.  

“What he means to say is, while we very much enjoy this, if you truly do not, then we’ll stop. Just say the word, dear.”  Volt grabbed one of your freed hands, pressing a kiss to the back before setting it down with a gentle squeeze.  You took them in for a moment, almost tearing up as you wondered how you got so lucky as to end up together with these two amazing men.  

“I mean, you don’t- you don’t have to stop…”  You couldn't bring yourself to look either of them in the eyes, glancing towards the television instead, where you saw the ending to the movie that none of you had been paying attention to playing out.  You could feel the tension ease out from both the men you were laid upon, knowing that you were okay and that their assumptions turned out correct.

“That sounds like an invitation, love.”  Volt's sly tone was back immediately, his arm starting to wrap around your legs to keep you still for what he had planned.  You moved your arms to cover your face, trying to block it from their view in an attempt to save yourself even a sliver of dignity tonight.  

“Nuh uh, none of that.  No way you're hiding that pretty face of yours away from us.”  Eddie went to move your arms away from your face, but you decided to be more difficult this time, becoming even more playful than before, now that you had nothing to hide.  You held your arms tightly around your head, blocking as much of your face as you could while not covering your nose too much, still, of course, needing to breathe.  Eddie tried pushing them up gently, but noticed you weren’t budging, raising an eyebrow at you.  

“Oo, our little live wire really wants to play now.”  Volt wasn't helping Eddie at all as he smiled at your newfound stubbornness, it being very amusing for him to see you try to defy the other.  Eddie let out a fake sigh of resignation as he moved his hands from your arms down to your stomach.  

“Guess we'll just have to make you move them a different way then.”  Right as the words left Eddie's mouth, they began again.  Volt's free hand tested out your knees, spiraling his nails from the center outward, his other arm holding your legs strong, keeping you from jerking your leg away.  Eddie, on the other hand, had both his hands on your waist, one gently clawing your stomach near your belly button while his other did the same to your side.  Though you wanted to try and stay stubborn, the combined sensations made you drop your arms almost instantly, grabbing at Eddie's hands, but not deterring him in the slightest.  

“Shihit! Wahahait!”  No matter how much you squirmed, there was no escape. Volt had a steady hold on your legs as he alternated between your knees, loving the way it made you shake and squeak.  Eddie kept his hands moving, lowering them to your hips as he massaged his thumbs into your skin towards the top of them, the same spot Volt had found earlier.  The squeal you let out only motivated him further, keeping his touch focused on them, continuing to softly dig into the spot.

“My, that didn’t last long.”  Volt teased you for your short lived defiance, both men having smug smiles plastered to their faces.  You attempted to flip him off, bringing one hand off of Eddie’s and just barely getting your middle finger up before he switched methods and squeezed above one of your knees while scribbling under the other with the hand of the arm wrapped around your legs.  Your hand quickly fell, hitting down on the couch cushion as you cackled.  

“Well, I am getting them pretty bad, makes sense they wouldn’t be able to hold out.”  Eddie’s voice sounded far too cocky, obviously trying to antagonize the other.  A slightly surprised look took over Volt’s expression for a moment before realizing what the other was doing, playing along with his game.

“That may be true, however, I think I may be what truly made them cave in the end.”  You could sense something brewing between the two of them, a competition that you were the main determining factor in.  You could tell where it was going, the anticipation filling your stomach only adding to the sensations dancing around your legs and waist.  

“Why don't we just have them decide, then?  Tell us, who’s doing a better job of breaking you?”  Eddie leaned forward so his head was almost directly above yours, a mischievous gleam in his eyes as he changed from massaging your hips to dragging his nails up and down them, slipping just slightly under the band of your pajama pants.  

“Yes, dear.  Please let us know, and I’d make sure to answer correctly, if I were you.”  Volt stepped up his game as well, moving up to your thighs and targeting the underside of them, scritching all around the area, trying to find the spots that would make you squeal. He got what he wanted and more, a small shriek leaving you at the combined attacks, hiccupy laughter taking over right after.

“Yohou’re bohoth bahad! Gehet awahahay!”  You squirmed as much as you could, but there was no escape from their hands.  You couldn't even figure out what to do with your own, wanting to cover your face, grab at their hands, and slam them on the couch all at the same time.  You settled with grabbing at Eddie's wrists again, his hands being the ones closest to yours.  

“Ah ah.  That doesn't answer our question, love.”  Volt’s hands formed claws as he vibrated them into the sides of your thighs, your legs kicking out in his grip, still without breaking free.  

“Maybe they just need a bit more motivation.”  Another shudder went through you at the way he spoke, questioning how they were planning on making it worse than it already was.  You were surprised when you felt Eddie’s hands pause for a moment, alleviating some of the sensation, but not all, as Volt still continued.  You felt his hands go under your arms and jolted, but he wasn’t attempting to tickle you there this time.  Instead, he lifted you to be sitting up in his lap, tucking his chin into your neck as his arms wrapped around you.  

“Well, this hardly seems fair, I think I may need to even the field a bit.”  Volt stopped as well as he adjusted himself once more, now straddling your calves, giving himself easier access to more of your spots.

“Yohou’re one to tahalk about fair!” Some giggles still fell from your lips as you used the momentary break to catch your breath and call out Volt’s hypocrisy.  He only let out a laugh at you, Eddie even letting out a huff of amusement, one you could feel on your neck from his closeness, it sending a small shiver through you.  

“It is really unfair if you enjoy it, live wire?”  That got you quiet quick, him looking knowingly into your eyes as he said it making it even worse.  An embarrassed pout took over for a moment, mumbling a small ‘shut up’ under your breath that you didn't mean, only serving to entertain both men more.  

“Clearly we aren’t doing enough if they still have this much of an attitude.  I think we need to teach them why they shouldn’t test us so much.”  Eddie’s arms tightened around your waist, keeping you pressed to him as he made sure to speak lighter, being close to your ear.

“I agree, and they still haven’t told us who’s been doing a better job.  I would very much like to know, dear.”  One finger dragged up and down one of your thighs, making sure not to tickle too much, not yet.  

“I cahan’t decide! You’re both mean!”  You wiggled around in their grip, but there was no way you were getting out now, nervous laughs completely taking over before they could even start again.  They couldn’t help but find it incredibly endearing how cute you were right now.  You were undeniably flustered, but there was a sparkle in your eyes that told them how much fun you were having, despite your attempts to call them ‘mean’.  

“Oh live wire…”  Volt’s hands stilled for a moment, Eddie leaning in close to your ear right after.  

“You haven’t seen mean yet.”  Before you could even fully comprehend the words that were whispered into your ear, their hands began moving again, it all happening so suddenly that you couldn’t even begin to stop the scream that left your lips.  Volt’s fingers were gently but quickly pinching at your inner thighs, moving up and down them, sporadically switching to dragging his nails across the front or sides of them before changing back again.  Eddie, on the other hand, had unwound his arms from you to place his hands back onto your hips, this time slipping under the bottom of your tank top and massaging his thumbs into your lower back while the rest of his fingers gently dug into the sides of them.  He added on to that by nuzzling his chin into your neck, making sure his stubble softly scraped against the side and down to your shoulder.  

“WAHAIT! NOHOHO!”  You could barely get the words out, far too lost in your own laughter.  Though your body wiggled around as much as was possible, you didn't move much, your two boyfriends keeping you trapped as they continued.

“All you need to do is tell us who's doing a better job, dear.  That can't be too hard, right?” Volt changed his methods again as he spoke, softly digging the tips of his fingers into the spot where your thighs and hips met, enjoying the way it made your laugh get higher and legs attempt to kick out from under him.  It was far easier for him to say that.  You couldn't even focus on the feelings separately, all of them combining to turn your brain to mush as squeals and hiccups poured from your lips.  That was until Eddie moved his hands up to your ribs, now focusing his touch on the lower back of them.  You would have fully folded into yourself if his hands hadn't been there, your laugh turning silent for a moment after the loudest shriek of the night left you.  They both stopped again, mostly in shock, but also wanting to make sure they didn't go too far.  As soon as your giggles came back and your head fell against Eddie's shoulder to reveal your wide smile, they untensed, seeing that you were still having fun.

“I think we have an answer.” Eddie shot Volt a smug look, knowing it was the spot on your back that made you react like that.  Volt rolled his eyes dramatically, not ready to admit his loss just yet.

“Now now. We don't have an answer until they give us one.  Ready to decide, live wire?”  You took a moment to collect yourself, trying to think of how to answer.  Both of them were horribly good teases, and made quick work of finding a good amount of your sensitive spots and what worked best on them, it felt impossible to choose between the two of them. 

“Ihi can't pick.  Cahan't we just say you both win?”  Volt was about to jokingly argue that a decision needed to be made when a loud yawn came from you, it spreading to both men, making all of you realize just how late it had gotten.

“I suppose that's agreeable for now.  Though don't think we'll be forgetting about this anytime soon.”  Volt shot you a wink as he moved off of your legs, Eddie taking you off his lap to be squished comfortably in between them and the couch.  Their arms wrapped around you, holding you protectively as you began to drift off, all the energy you used up quickly catching up to you.

“You did good, get some sleep.” Eddie used the arm that wasn't around you to grab a large blanket, handing one side to Volt as they carefully placed it over all three of you, making sure you were fully covered.

“Thanks guys.. I love you both.. Goodnight.”  The soft smile and tone to your voice melted their hearts, Eddie placing a kiss to your forehead and Volt doing the same to your cheek as they smiled with you.

“We love you too.”  Eddie spoke without fully looking at either of you, still a bit embarrassed whenever he said the words.

“Good night, live wire.”  Volt shut the TV off, pushing himself even closer to you to give you more warmth as you slept.  Eddie copied, leaning into your other side so the three of you could be as close as possible.  It didn't take long for all of you to fully nod off, each of you getting a better night's sleep than you had had in a while.

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"I think you know."

Date Everything, Volt x player character :)

Lee!Reader, Ler!Volt

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You meet Volt at the Breaker Box after helping Eddie fix things for the past few days. He is extra intent on teasing you for not being able to admit that you're clearly attracted to him. (No spoilers for the ending of their route!) This is a tickle fic!

GAHHHHH I'm unwell about this man. This is based upon an interaction that you have with Volt in-game, and a lot of the dialogue is taken straight from the game. But a lot of it is my own, as well! It's basically me going "ok, yes, this happened, but what if then it went on for even longer and Volt got tickly about it?" HAHA because that's how my brain works. So it's like, in-game dialogue in the beginning, then what I wish happened HAHA, then back to in-game dialogue and events to close it out cleanly. Hope y'all enjoy!

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After helping Eddie with behind-the-scenes fixes at the club for the past few days, you felt much more confident coming back during its proper running hours. And, as genuinely fun as it had been to hang out with and get to know Eddie, you were excited to see a certain someone else again…

"Live wire! You look ravishing, as usual," Volt greeted you with an enthusiastic warmth as you entered the Breaker Box. "Do we have the pleasure of your company for another evening? Be honest, you enjoyed yourself so much last time you just couldn't stay away. Am I right?" Volt grinned at you.

"The club is nice, but that's not what keeps me coming back…" You admitted. You loved the club and its atmosphere. The lighting was beautiful, and it was entertaining to see the live performances of the objects around the house. The real reason you were excited to visit, though, was much more to do with the people running it.

"Is that so? What is it that has captured your attentions, then?" Volt teased. He knew damn well why you were here.

You found it hard to maintain eye contact with Volt as you flushed slightly, focusing instead on how his hair glowed and buzzed slightly. You could feel the energy radiating from it, even standing two feet away from him. "I think you know," was all you said, not wanting to give Volt the satisfaction of hearing you admit out loud what you both knew.

"Do I, now~?" Something in Volt's tone of voice shifted in a way that sent a shiver up your spine, before it was back to its regular playful smoothness. "Perhaps you should enlighten me, just to be sure."

The longer Volt kept this game up, the more you were determined not to admit it out loud, despite the fact that his every word was causing you to blush just a little bit more. "I- uh. I mean. Well... come on, you know!" You stammered out, cursing your inability to match his level of pure flirtatious prowess.

A smirk grew on Volt's face hearing you stutter, as well as a determination in his eyes. He was not going to let you win this. "Mmhmm, but it's so much more enjoyable to hear you say it."

"You're doing this on purpose!" You said petulantly, crossing your arms even as your face was certainly beet red.

Volt was clearly reveling in this situation. "When one has power, might as well use it." He waited a moment for you to respond. But you couldn't come up with anything, your mind rendered completely blank in your flustered state. "You're actually tongue tied. Awww, how sweet." He cooed, then he laughed slightly. You saw something shift in his eyes, pure mischief, and you were suddenly wary of what he might be planning.

"As adorable as this is, live wire, I just don't think I can let you get away with it," Volt said, a new, slightly dangerous tinge to his tone of voice sending another thrill up your spine. He took a single step forward, easily closing the short distance between you and getting right in your personal bubble.

You squeaked slightly in surprise, backing up only to feel your back press against a wall. "Volt…? What do you- what do you mean?" You asked, trying to ignore how his proximity was making your brain short-circuit.

"I need to hear you admit it. With your words, out loud," Volt teased, smirking down at you in a way that was downright evil (at least, in your opinion, given how much worse it made the growing butterflies in your stomach to see it).

You opened your mouth to speak, but the words wouldn't come out. It was like your vocal cords simply refused to say the particular sentence: 'I'm here to see you, Volt.' You really did try to say it, but it just wouldn't work. Eventually, after looking down and away from Volt's grin, you managed to squeak out a small "I can't."

Volt cooed at you again, causing you to glance back up at his face before quickly averting your eyes again. There was a slight static shock and buzzing on your chin that made you jump a little as Volt gently lifted your head up to look him in the eyes. "You are positively precious, live wire, truly. Perhaps you just need the proper motivation?"

Your eyebrows furrowed in slight confusion. You were about to question him on what he meant, but then his hand left your chin to lean against the wall and you felt the static shock of Volt's other hand coming into contact with your side. You jumped again, because of the startling shock, yes, but also because of an entirely different reason. Your eyes widened and you slapped your hands over your mouth to keep from giggling. Volt was tickling you. VOLT. Was tickling you.

You squeezed your eyes shut and curled forward on instinct, trying to shy away from the sensation as Volt wiggled his long fingers ever-so gently against your side. All you ended up accomplishing, however, was butting your head right into his chest.

You could feel the vibrations from Volt's small laugh on your forehead as his fingers began to roam. They traveled from your side, across your stomach, and up towards your ribs.

The electric buzzing you felt every time Volt touched you was certainly not helping. It took the regular almost-electric feeling of ticklishness and multiplied it exponentially.

"Of all the ways I thought you might react to this, this is certainly the most adorable," Volt said. As his fingertips grazed over a certain spot on your ribs, you jolted harshly. He froze for a second, before gently swiping his fingers over the same spot again. You jumped and let out a small squeak, the only sound so far to escape through your hands. "Spark~?"

It took you a moment to process the new nickname. After a moment of hesitation, you slowly opened your eyes and looked up at Volt. One look at the glint in his eyes was enough to send another torrent of butterflies through your stomach.

"Do you want to say it yet? Or shall you laugh for me?" Volt asked lowly, his fingers hovering threateningly over your ribs. Even just this threat was causing the giggles to build up in your throat, and you shook your head frantically, trying with all your might to hold them in.

Volt's smirk widened, and he leaned in close to whisper in your ear. "Good luck staying quiet, then," he murmured, before scribbling his nails over that particularly sensitive spot on your ribs. You let out a muffled squeal through your hands, and one of them flew from your mouth down to hold onto Volt's wrist. It didn't do anything. He was much stronger than you anyway, but it also certainly didn't help that you weren't really trying all that hard to push him off.

Hushed, almost whispery giggles and gasps were all you allowed to escape your throat. You couldn't hold them in anymore, but part of you was shy about anyone hearing you. Hearing your quiet laugh caused Volt's eyes to widen a fraction. His teasing demeanor melted into one of pure fondness. His small, genuine grin was unbearably flustering to look at. He nearly looked like he had stars in his eyes.

You unconsciously moved your remaining hand from your mouth to cover your eyes. The other one was still uselessly gripping Volt's wrist. He moved to focus on your stomach, and you threw your head back against the wall, barely containing a snort. The ever-present electric buzzing of his touch was really quite the unfair advantage.

Suddenly, the ticklish sensations doubled. You realized that Volt had only ever been using one of his hands this whole time, up until now. Now there were two sources of the ticklish wiggling and buzzing, one on each of your sides. You inhaled sharply before falling into even worse, silent, whispery giggles.

"You are so, so precious, live wire," Volt breathed, positively awestruck by the sight before him. One of his hands crept up to your semi-exposed underarm, where your arm had lifted in order to cover your eyes.

As soon as his fingertips made contact with the spot, you let out a surprised yelp and your eyes shot open, both your hands quickly finding his as you protested. "WAIT- wait wait wait- I'm- I can-" you stammered, your brain too scrambled to find the words. He stopped immediately, letting you take his hands in yours. You watched Volt's expression of pure joy- with a bit of returning mischief- as you tried to plead with him. "Uh-" you tried to continue. It was hard to focus on forming words when Volt looked at you like that.

"Yes, spark? Do you have something to say?" He prompted. His eyes sparkled. You could feel the electric energy still coursing through his hands as you held onto them.

"I-" you tried, but your voice caught in your throat. As much as you tried to will the words out, it was like your body physically wouldn't allow you to speak them. Your eyebrows furrowed. You looked down and let out a small, frustrated growl. "I- I'm trying. I'm trying so hard to say it."

Volt's face softened. He brought a hand up to gently cup your cheek, guiding your gaze back up to his. "It's alright. I understood what you meant, before." His smile was so genuine and soft, completely contrasting his entire demeanor from just five minutes before.

"I really want to say it, though," you whined. "It's so stupid that this happens, my brain just like- puts a block on certain things sometimes."

He gently traced your cheek with his thumb. He stayed quiet, giving you time to sort through your thoughts.

'You're the reason I came here, Volt.' That's what you wanted to say. Try as you might, though, your voice wouldn't allow you to utter those words. Eventually, you managed to squeak out, "It- it's- you. It's you."

It wasn't perfect, but Volt clearly knew what you meant, and his eyes shone with something extremely tender. He smiled. "Thank you, live wire. It truly means a lot to hear you say."

His demeanor shifted back to his regular, flirtatious self, as he stepped back and held out his hand. "The spark is undeniable. And mutual, I assure you." You took his hand and let him lead you onto the dance floor of the club. "I was rather hoping you would come by today. What do you say we enjoy it a little more closely together, hmm? Care to dance?"

"Ok… but fair warning, I'm terrible at this," you laughed, letting him pull you in with a hand on your waist, the other clasped in yours. You shivered slightly and held back a smile at the buzzing on your waist again, even though Volt had no mischievous intent this time.

"Not to worry, live wire. It just so happens you're talking to the annual Hollyween Masquerade dance competition winner three years running." He boasted, then his face shifted to contemplation and slight amusement as he continued: "It would have been four, but Wallace is surprisingly graceful after a few caipirinhas." He focused back on you with a smirk. "That is to say, I'm quite an accomplished dancer."

You were clearly still nervous, however. However well of a dancer he was didn't change the fact that you'd only ever properly danced with a partner once before in your life, in P.E. class, in 5th grade. And you didn't think that really counted.

His face softened as he smiled reassuringly. "Just follow my lead."

You felt slightly awkward at first. But you soon fell into the rhythm of the dance, letting Volt guide your movements. As you got into the flow of the music, you stopped worrying how you looked. This was really fun, and you giggled a little as Volt led you through a spin.

"You move quite beautifully, live wire," he complimented softly. "I'm impressed." You looked up to see that this time, it was Volt with the blush on his cheeks. Then he got a playful look on his face. Before you could question what he was plotting, you felt your stomach swoop and let out a surprised noise as he brought you down into a dip.

"Volt!! A little warning would be nice!" You scolded him, but you were laughing, and your face was bright red. You gripped onto his shoulder and hand, your instincts telling you to be careful of falling, but you felt entirely secure in his arms.

He brought you back up, a cheeky smile on his face. "But then I wouldn't have gotten that beautiful reaction! Such a beautiful laugh. Say, where were all those giggles before?" Volt teased, wiggling his fingers just once where they were resting against your side. You squeaked and flinched away, then petulantly smacked his shoulder as you scowled at him. It was really unfair, actually, just how much he could make you blush. It was excessive, honestly. He simply laughed at your reaction, leaning in closer so your foreheads were nearly touching.

"I get… self conscious, I guess. About my laugh. At least when I'm being- well- y'know," you stammered, avoiding eye contact. "I guess I'm worried about other people hearing."

Volt got a playful, conspiratorial look on his face, making a show of glancing around before gently grabbing your chin and leaning in to whisper in your ear. "I suppose we'll just have to find somewhere more private next time, then, hmm?" He murmured.

Shivers shot up your spine, and your face positively erupted into a fierce blush. You immediately pushed away from him, covering your face with your hands. "Oh my godddd you can't just SAY that!!" You whined. This man was INFURIATINGLY flustering.

Volt looked worried for a fraction of a second when you pushed away, but he quickly got an extremely smug smirk as he realized that this reaction was a positive one. "Duly noted," he teased, "we will be revisiting this later, live wire, I hope you're prepared." You simply flipped him off, completely unable to come up with any rebuttal when your brain was short-circuited like this.

He laughed. "Thank you for the dance. It has been a long time since I've had the pleasure of such a gifted partner~. I must admit, I am rather reluctant to let you go, live wire. I enjoyed your company, as always." He held out his hand, and you reluctantly took it, allowing him to graze the top of yours with his lips. It felt like a static shock, sending a shiver through your arm. "But, unfortunately, I must take my leave. The show will be starting soon."

With that, Volt left you to find your seat. He leapt up onto the stage to announce the acts for the night. You couldn't help but think that you wouldn't be focusing very much on the music.

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My OC version under cut

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the way i would instantly fold if he did this to me

credit: Astrid

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(I will do my best to get at the requests in my inbox, most likely towards the end of artfight)

But for now…. Have some ler!Tenna soul tkls :3

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Would I be judged if I brought up Slenderman's Ler potential?

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Part 1 to this (also untitled) drabble: Here

(Anon request) Ler!Tenna, Lee!Reader

Well, you had your fun after discovering your boss' silly weakness. But now he's decided that it's time to turn the tables. Strictly platonic, you and your friend share a silly brain cell.

It started simple enough, didn't it?

Ever since last week's silly discovery, you and Tenna had been... well, goofing off whenever possible. Which wasn't often, considering how demanding showbusiness was, but nevertheless, it was occurring.

It was only ever small-scale stuff, nothing like your initial attack on your boss. But the mini-scale war still raged on, attacks here and there striking true:

He poked your sides when he walked by, feigning innocence he never had to start with.

You hooked your fingers under his arms when he was leaned over a desk.

He ran his fingers up your ribs when you reached up for some prop materials (thankfully, he caught what you dropped.)

You wiggled his antenna when he was knelt down picking up some papers he dropped.

Both of you were having fun with it, and you felt like he was testing the waters for an upcoming revenge. It made you nervous, and yet... well, it couldn't be that bad, right? You went easy enough on him, and still haven't launched another big attack on him, so he was more likely to go easy on you... in theory, at least.

You're mainly glad that your friend seems to be in brighter spirits now. Even if it was as childish as tickling, he seemed less stressed lately.

"I told you, you look better with a smile." You skittered your fingers on his neck, watching him jolt and let out a small laugh. He retaliated with a jab to your stomach, causing you to let out a short bark of a laugh.

The recordings were finally done for today, and thus, there was plenty of time to goof off.

"You think you're funny, huh? Real stand-up comedian?" He's trying to feign irritation, but it's hard to take him seriously with that wobbly grin. His hands are alternating between blocking yours from prodding at him, and returning jabs of his own.

"I think I am- hey-!" You backed off with a longer giggle as he honed in on your sides, fingers skittering up and over your ribs.

Tenna looked incredibly smug about his small victory. "A little too sensitive to be this confident, aren't you?"

"So are you!" You shot back, hands grabbing at his sides, only for both wrists to be held firmly. Your friend suddenly lit up, a bright smile crossing his features. Uh oh. You know that look.

"Siiiiiiince our contestant is so adamant about horsing around, I think it's time for a physical challenge!"

The lights dimmed.

One moment, you were looking at your friend, wrists contained firmly... the next, complete darkness. You blinked, realizing that you were now completely alone in the dark room.

"...Tenna...?" You tentatively call out, hearing your voice echo back. Okay, this must be one of the backstage storage rooms. A spotlight shines on you from... somewhere.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please give it up for our next contestant, a very dear friend and assistant of mine! The show would surely struggle without all of the boring paperwork they have to do-"

"Tenna, the audience already went home," You called into the darkness, "Mike, too. Nobody's recording."

Things went silent for a moment. Predictably, the audience did not, in fact, give it up for you; because as you previously stated, they were gone for the night.

"...As I was saying-!" He's right back into his stage voice, "Our contestant has eagerly volunteered for a brand-new physical challenge! Hide-and-Seek!"

You sighed wearily. He's planning something, and in true gameshow host form, is refusing to elaborate.

"It's a classic game we all know and love, taking place in the deeper, unseen parts of everyone's favorite studio! This game features a fun little twist for our contestant... hey! Maybe this segment can stay around if it's fun enough! Say, would the contestant like a little explanation, or should we proceed as planned?"

Great. He's full-on host moding it here. "Fine, what are the rules?"

"I'm glad you asked! Our contestant (that's you!) will have five, count it, FIVE minutes to find a proper hiding place! At the end of the countdown, your friendly host will start searching! If our contestant can stay hidden for another five minutes... they win! But if they're FOUND, well... hah! That's a loss! And with a loss, comes a penalty!"

You felt your heart rate pick up slightly. You think you already know what the penalty is. What a fucking goober. He's totally had this planned out for a whike.

"What happens if I win?" You spoke back into the darkness.

"Oh, this isn't a reward round..." Tenna's voice dipped into something almost threatening, "This is a penalty round! You got that?"

A shiver ran down your spine. He was way too good at this. "...Yeah. I got it."

"Great! The timer starts... now!"

The spotlight shut off, leaving you in the silent, dimly-lit storage area again. Your eyes blinked to adjust, arms spreading to reach for a wall to walk along.

You should probably be taking this more seriously, but somehow, you just can't find it in your heart to do so. This was one of the sillest things in the world, and you could really only feel a bit of apprehension at all of it. Tickle hide-and-seek was not the biggest threat, all things considered. He sounded excited by it, too. How could you be a killjoy about this?

You bumped a shelf, cussing quietly under your breath and rubbing your head before walking around it and ducking into a smaller room. You settled on hopping behind a discarded couch. You could still hear the faint ticking of the countdown, but everything else? Complete silence.

Not much time passed, before...

"I hope you're ready, contestant! Because I sure am! Let the hunt... begin!"

A beat.

"I know you're back here, somewhere! I have eyes everywhere! Can you outlast the timer?"

He still sounded far away. You could hear him stalking around, and upon one peek around your hiding spot, you could see the faint light from his screen moving around. You ducked back out of view as it got brighter.

"Helloooooo out there! We both know you're not gonna get away from me for much longer! Why don't you make it easier, hmm? Just come out, I'll go easy on you... maybe!"

You felt like that last bit would have had a laugh track accompanying it if anyone else were still here. Mike, ever quick on the cameras and sound effects, would have-

It's silent.

You strained your ears, realizing that Tenna's voice was no longer calling out. You couldn't hear his footsteps anymore, either. You got up, leaning over to peek around the corner of your hiding spot, only being met with darkness. His screen wasn't lighting up anywhere nearby. That should be a relief, right?

But you knew Tenna. Deeply mischievous, and incredibly resourceful. He was up to something, but his unpredictability made it hard to figure out what.

For now, you leaned back into your hiding spot...

Only for your back to press against something warm. The scent of a familiar cologne suddenly wafted over you, the white glow of a screen lighting up.

You didn't have to look back to know who it was. But you did look up, right into his far-too-smug face. "Hello, Tenna."

You yelped as he suddenly grabbed you by the shoulders, flopping you on the couch you were both hidden behind. "You barely tried! You still had three minutes left on the clock! What happened? Aren't you worried about the penalty!?"

"Tenna, it's a silly game. It's really not the threat you think it is." You ignored your racing heart rate and butterflies in your stomach as he boxed you in. This seemed familiar, somehow.

He gasped in fake shock. "A silly game? A silly game!? That's all this was to you!? Not a tense struggle!? Maybe I should have added a few jumpscare artists... no matter! Are you ready to face... your penalty!?"

You paused. And then proceeded to break out into a fit of giggles. Oh, he's so hammy for no reason. "Yeah, the Shadowguys probably would have fun with- H-HEY-!"

You broke out into another fit of giggles as Tenna's hands descended upon your stomach. Your hands tried to push them off, only for them to shift over to your sides and for your laugh get louder. That cheater brought his claws out.

Tenna lets out a faux hiss, fangs exposed. "The penalty! Is tickling! You knew this! You'll perish by my hands!"

"The-hehehen who wihihil do your paHAHAperwork-!?" You yelped as he poked at your ribs.

"That's what contracts are for!" Right back to his jovial self, "I could rope some other employee in. Say, what was that about the shadowguys enjoying this particular assignment? You think those rascals would?"

With his hands poking around your torso randomly, you were laughing too hard for a proper response.

"You've got a good point! I'd tell you to write that down, but it seems like you're busy enough. Paperwork is an awful lotta work, huh? Say, first thing tomorrow! Let's set up a proper test run, with employees and all. I think we could send a Zapper in, right? Need someone ticklish who would be able to give a good response... other than you, at least."

You let out a short squeal as his fingers found their way under your arms.

"Hey now, this conversation is feeling awfully one-sided! I'm trying to bounce ideas off of you! Those Shadowguys are probably going to be just as tickled pink about this. Zapper, eh... not so much."

When he started pinching at your hips, your laugh had finally slipped into silent territory. Maybe you should have worried more about this game... one of your hands went up, palm tapping rapidly at his shoulder.

"Oops-! Looks like that's all the time we have for today, folks!" He chuckled to himself as he stopped. "...You, uh, okay there...?"

You fought off the remaining giggles and phantom sensations, only giving him a nod. You'd survive, but holy shit. You'd have to pay him back again, but that would just kickstart this entire cycle all over again.

...It is fun, though. Maybe that wouldn't be so bad.

"...Wait, you really want to add a tickle hide-and-seek to the show?"

"...Maybe. To be determined." Tenna grinned, "Shall we iron out the finer details tomorrow?"

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Jayvik gif commission for @home-of-the-squirmle !!! Struggled a bit while drawing these idiots but it was fun

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i really liked this movie <3 i hope they keep making looney tunes content forever and ever

kink/fetish blogs please dni!!!!!

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No, I can't just look at a pic on Pinterest and draw a tword continuation to it—

Although who said that I can't?

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I felt ROBBED at all the tickle codedness of this scene only to NOT GET IT? Fine I do it my dang self 😤

Jax needs to have an attitude adjustment. And you can't just say "Are you smiling? Why not?" Whip out a chair with robotic hands, see the lee panic in Jax's face, then EXPECT ME TO BE NORMAL. WAAAUGH!!!! I CANT TAKE IT WITH THESE NORMIES /hj

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DO YOU TAKE REQUESTS BECAUSE IM IN LOVE WITH YOUR ART AND WOULD LOVE TO SEE LEE OR LER TENTH DOCTOR he is my scrimblo and i can’t find tickle content for him anywhere outside of the occasional fanfic ☹️☹️

THAANKS

There's not much tk content in the Doctor Who fandom at all, so I understand x'>

(so there some fast sketches with Ten and Donna, cause I love their dynamic)

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I am still soooooo caught up in Ace Attorney!! 😂😂💖✨ Just finished Justice For All and I couldn't unsee this idea 🙈🔥 I hope you enjoy it 🤭💖 (Version without textboxes under the cut 👇)

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Clowns clowns clowns clowns clowns ♡⁠(⁠Ӧ⁠ｖ⁠Ӧ⁠｡⁠)

Ugh I love this spot so much but it's one of those someone would get their ribs broken over if they tried 🤍 can't even mention it

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Uhh me when I... When the... Um. When I..

Hhhh..