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Very Cute (x Reader)

Kanene's notes: Hellooooo!!! Ehehehe, I was going to proofread it but jhgfdfghjfvghj my computer is going to maintanance and I didn't want to wait so kjhgthujk yay!!! Early fic! And a small one too, who knew I still knew how to write those :D Happy new fandom!

Warnings: None! Pure fluff ahead! Around 1.000 words. Ticklish Reader + Ler Mateo

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“Oh, you are very cute.”

Mateo tilted his head, his fingers dancing softly on the expense of your sides, brushing, scribbling, fingertips going back and forth across the sensitive skin, light and gently like the touch of feathers teasing your every nerve. You squeaked, hands burrowed on his comforter, face bright in a smile, uncontrollable giggling falling like a waterfall from your lips.

“Mateheheheheheo! Plehehehehease!”

He chuckled, eyes crinkling at the corners, completely enamored with the adorable vision before him. You kept pleading, yet your hands didn’t ever come even close to push him away, you kept squirming, but each time he hugged you close you only melted more and more on his embrace, snickering, giggling out more and more of those cute sounds that he just discovered essential to his happiness and well being.

“I-I don’t think I can stop.” You squealed, whether it was because of his words or because of how his playful fingers danced up to prod at your ribs, he couldn’t say, only lighten even further his touch, being rewarded by a lovely snort and a high pitched tittering that had his heart floating and his hands trailing more and more across and in between each bone. “Your laughter sounds so nice, I just want to hear it all day.”

A giggly whine, your face pressed on his collarbone, hot by your own flusteredness, your breathy snickering hitting his skin and making him want to giggle too, so he did, finally leaning fully on the coach, he held you a tad more firmly, laying back all the way on the soft cushions and letting you rest comfortably on him.

“Stohohohohop laughihihihing too!”

“Sohohorry, I really can’t hehelp it.”

“Dohohohohon’t apologizheheheee!”

“Ahalright.”

One of his hands migrated to your neck, scratching softly on the tickle spot, the other hand forming a claw and unhurriedly brushing his fingertips up and down your back, over and over, drawing spirals, tracing scribbles, barely even clawing here and there on the more sensitive places, catching a guffaw or two while that, then moving away to spread the most ticklish, most relaxing and maddening shivers and tingles across your nerves.

“Good?”

“Yohohohou’re teahahahasing me!”

Couldn’t he see the happiness shining clear in your eyes? Feel the way you kept pulling him close? Hear the mirth in your laughter? How could this be anything else but good, great, perfect? You took advantage of your position to worm one of your hands under his comforter and squeeze his side, once, in answer. Mateo jolted with a low, surprised bark of laughter before falling into amused, slower chuckles.

“Sorry, sorry, I just wanted to make surehehehehehe!” His hand left your neck to hold your wrist, prying those wiggling, playful fingers away from his ticklish side when the attack continued. You stared at him with shining, mischievously pleased eyes.

“Nohoho apologizing!”

“Ohohokay, ohokay.” He said, tangling your fingers together, blushing, smiling and smiling and smiling. Slowly, he brought your arm upwards, quickly spidering his other hand until it could torment, gently and ticklish, your newly unprotected armpit. At the new target, you couldn’t help but snort, wheezing and trying to instinctively pull your arm down, only to find it still caught in his loving hold.

When an experimental poke on the middle of the pit made you squeal loudly, Mateo let you hand go, tickles once again going to your back. Calmly, he let his hands spider across your shoulders, giving some special attention to the base of your neck, scratching at it, climbing softly to tease with a couple of swipes from his fingertips the back of your ears, enjoying the breathy giggles this brought.

“Ihihihit ticklehehehes! Ihihiht tickles sohoho much!”

Mateo hummed, kissing your temple, a strange and welcome bout of mischievousness painting his tune. “I hope it does, we would be looking a bit silly if it didn’t, huh?”

“Mahahahateo!”

Travelling down, he scribbled across your shoulder blades, being extra careful to not focus more than a second or two on the spots right under them, with the way they could really have you shrieking and crackling, knowing that this wasn’t his objective for now.

Your laughter took on a snickery, bright and high, tune as he slid his short nails up and down your spine, uncontrollable squirms appearing here and there, your hands opening and closing on his soft comforter, trying your best to not go and stop his feathery attack.

For last, Mateo scribbled his fingers on your lower back, letting his hands travel enough to tease your sides with a few light pinches that never failed to kick your giggling up a notch, squeaks and yelps mingling successfully with it, only for titters to take over as he went right back to your back, first both of his hands spidering tickles on it, then only his fingertips swirling across it again and again, then only one hand, the other one burrowing itself on your nape, scratching softly at your scalp.

A pleased sigh interrupted the flow of chuckles and titters, the tickling slowly coming to a stop as his hand rested right on the base of his spine, thumb rubbing circles on the spot, fingers sometime curling and uncurling into claws, barely sending small ticklish sparkles on your nerve endings before stopping and let them tingle pleasantly.

When you opened your eyes, adjusting your head just enough to peek at him, you found Mateo asleep, softly snoring. Another stray giggle escaped your lips at the sweet irony of him offering the soft tickles to help you to fall asleep quicker only for the spell to turn right back at its caster. It made you wonder how susceptible he himself would be if your roles were reversed.

The strength to keep your eyes open was becoming more and more demanding and you burrowed your face back right back on the crook of his neck, the softer of the pillows. With a joyful, small smile on your face, you too were quick to fall into a slumber.

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Kill the part of you that cringes, draw that art, write that fic.

Be freaky about tickling, do self indulgent stuff! If it makes you happy create it, who cares if others don't like it or think it's cringe?

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Maybe some Jacques headcannons, if you have finished that route...

If not, that pirate is very amusing I'd recommend to check him out hehe

I have not finished his route!! I've actually only talked to him once HAHA

he's really cute ^-^

just based off of the first interaction you have with him, and how he wants to fight the whole time? he would totally be a huge fan of tkl fights.

he's killing you, he's stabbing and spilling your blood all over the deck, except it's actually just him attacking you with tickles 😌🙏

I also think he'd be really embarrassed about being ticklish at all and try to hide it. he's supposed to be killing you, you can't see any of his weaknesses!!

I think he would not like being teased, because he'd think you were actually making fun of him 😔😔

yeah, that's all I've got, based off of the first interaction you have with him LOL

i haven't seen any more of his route yet, but i am interested in him!!

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seriously craving a giant hug from behind with their one arm wrapped firm around my upper half trapping my arms at my sides while their free hand spiders on my belly all while they coo in my ear about how good and lovely i am but how utterly helpless i am

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thinking about a lee getting "giggle high," where no matter how hard they try, they can't calm themself down and they just keep giggling, red in the face and out of breath

So the ler gets super gentle and has to help them calm down and relax, maybe with soft or firm touches to help groud them

Maybe they take the lee into their arms for a firm cuddle, while the lee gradually comes out of their giggle fit, catching their breath and melting into the hold

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Date Everything, Shadowlord tickle headcanons (spoilers for his route!!)

skipssss gahh I love him

he would be soooooooo shy and embarrassed about liking tickles

he'd get flustered really, really easily, as either a lee or a ler

he's definitely mostly lee, maybe 75% lee and 25% ler (although, when he does get a ler mood. Run. HAHA)

Lee:

I think he'd be shy and embarrassed about his tkl laugh, and he'd try to hide it as much as possible. this means holding it in, but this also means that he wouldn't let sound actually leave his vocal cords even if you were getting him bad. you know how you can choose to whisper instead of talk? I think he would just. whisper his laugh HAHA. Just quiet little wheezy giggles without any noise behind them. this only changes if you get him bad enough that he tries to talk, and then because he's using his vocal cords, suddenly he can't be quiet at all anymore.

he definitely tries to push your hands away from him, conveniently weak enough that it doesn't actually do anything

he would try to provoke you into tkling him by being a menace. he'd annoy you on purpose, poke at you, maybe tkl you a little bit and purposefully leave himself open for an attack (but he would NEVER admit it)

Ler:

he would be an absolute MENACE as a ler.

he appears out of nowhere and tazes you on the sides, then takes advantage of your surprise to push you against the floor or wall or couch or something

he'd absolutely use his Shadowlord voice (and sometimes the form, if he was feeling extra theatric) to seem more "evil"

he'd be soooo teasy as a ler, constantly making fun of you as he attacks you.

he'd get flustered really easily, though. Your laugh goes up an octave because he found a good spot, and now he's blushing like crazy just from your reactions to him.

He'd come up with a really good tease as he's tkling you, but then he'd think about it later and fluster himself imagining if it was used against him instead </3

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Hii if possible may I please ask for tword headcannons for either Chance, Mateo, or Skips? Thank you ^^

yessss :D

I will do all 3 because I love ALL THOSE GUYS ‼️

It'll be Mateo, Skips, then Chance ^-^

I will post them as separate posts, though!!

FIRST: Mateo :D

Mateo Manta Tickle Headcanons

I think that Mateo is a very switchy switch, maybe slightly ler leaning??

very fond of soft, cuddly tickles <3

Ler:

he'd hug you from behind and press a kiss to the side of your neck while softly attacking your sides

you'd be cuddling under his blanket together, watching a movie or reading, and he'd get a sparkle in his eyes that you just know means he's about to get you

he'd sneak up and pounce on you to wrap you in the blanket, while he's still in it, so you're trapped with him while he gently wiggles his fingers over your upper body

"Oh no, can't you try to get out? is the comfiness too strong?"

"your laugh is so cute <3"

he'd definitely pretend he didn't know why you were laughing, acting completely innocent while pinching your tummy

big, wide, innocent eyes, but the biggest grin on his face as he gets you. he just thinks you're so cute when you're laughing like that

he'd just be very, very playful and soft overall, I think ^-^

Lee:

He's not super super tklish, just enough that you can get him giggly. he'd have one or two secret spots to make him laugh out more.

I think he'd like it most on his tummy, because it's not bad enough to be overwhelming, just enough to be fun.

he would have the cutest giggles, with big gaps in-between for him to get air. like, 5 seconds of laughing, 3 seconds of silence while he takes a big breath and tries to hold it in, then more giggling as he fails to hold it in. he tries again to keep holding it after every. single. breath.

this also causes him to snort a lot, since he's trying so hard not to laugh each time.

he would curl in on himself, but he would not try to push you away at all. he isn't shy about liking being tkled.

he'd look up at you with big sparkly eyes and ask you why you stopped if you ever tried to give him a minute to breathe, with the hugest smile on his face, flushed and out of breath but still wanting more <3

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if anyone wants to send date everything headcanon or fic or art requests

do it !!

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hey, google? how do i explain that, even though i instinctively say “no no no” when im tickled, i actually want the tickling to keep going? Asking for a friend. not for me. Ha…… ha… ha

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Ohhhhhhh to be tickled for a prolonged period of time. like i can’t put it any other way. to be tickled, with intent, by someone who knows what they’re doing to me, because they know i like it, until i am incapable of forming coherent thoughts… [swoons]

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More self insert art with Loki //////

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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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Which Date Everything Character is your dream ler? (Finalists) (Tickling Poll)

A while ago I made polls for which Date Everything character was your dream ler. Here's our finalists!

if you need a refresher on who's who: here's a list

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rib tickles while your ler peppers your face, ears and neck with kisses,,,,,,,,

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💧and 🍯 for the tiggle asks! hope youre having a good day!

💧 Are there any tropes, spots, or scenarios you think are underrated?

Back tickles and ear tickles are the main ones that come to mind. //////

🍯 Is there anything in real life that tends to make you more ticklish than usual? (wearing socks, being surprised, being sleepy, etc).

Being sleepy, holy shit, I cannot even put into words how much worse it makes both tickling and teasing for me. And how easy it is for me to get into a lee mood. For some reason being sleepy/super relaxed made everything so much more worse.

Also being pinned down makes things so much worse for me ///////

Thank you so much for asking :3

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Scrunchy-eyed laughter. Laughter that makes your eyes scrunch. Hficjjfhdhjflfkrjhshhd

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Yeah, it’s this again… //////

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