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Nekomaru has the most Ler energy I’ve ever felt from a character

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You know what? Im sick of this shit.

Tickling is NOT a kink/fetish for everyone. Stop saying it is.

Here, for everyone who really needs proof.

Reblog if tickling is NOT a kink for you.

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A Diaz Game Night Interruption.

Summary: It’s game night in the Diaz household and everyone’s excited, well almost everyone. When Sean doesn’t join him and Daniel for game night, Esteban takes to nostalgic hijinks to get him to come.

AO3 Version

The smell of popcorn wafted from the kitchen into the living room, where Daniel sat cross-legged on the couch, eagerly sorting through a stack of board games. The TV hummed faintly in the background, tuned to one of Esteban’s favorite old Westerns, though no one was paying much attention to it.

Esteban walked into the living room with a bowl of freshly popped popcorn, grinning at Daniel’s enthusiasm.

“Alright, champ,” he said, setting the bowl down on the coffee table. “Pick your weapon for the night. Monopoly? Scrabble? Or are we brave enough for Clue?”

Daniel’s face lit up. “Clue! But I’m definitely not gonna be Professor Plum. He’s always the bad guy!”

Esteban chuckled, ruffling Daniel’s hair as he sat down on the couch. “Alright, but don’t complain when you lose again. Where’s your brother? He’s usually the first to pick a game piece.”

Daniel shrugged. “Sean’s in his room. I think he’s drawing again.” He rolled his eyes with all the dramatic flair a nine-year-old could muster. “He said game night was for babies.”

“Did he now?” Esteban raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in his eye. “Well, I think your brother’s forgetting how much fun we used to have. I’ll go remind him.”

Daniel giggled. “Good luck! He never listens to me!”

Esteban winked. “Oh, I’ve got my ways.”

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Sean was sprawled across his bed, legs stretched out, sketchbook balanced on his knees. His pencil moved deftly across the page, capturing the contours of a skatepark he had seen earlier that week. The light from his desk lamp cast a warm glow, highlighting the focused furrow of his brow.

Esteban leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed. “Should’ve known I’d find you in here, hijo.”

Sean glanced up briefly. “Hey, Dad.” His tone was casual, but distracted, his attention already back on his sketch.

“We’re about to start game night,” Esteban said, stepping into the room. “You coming?”

“Nah, I’m good,” Sean replied without looking up.

Esteban smirked, walking closer. “Good? C’mon, mijo, you used to love game night. What happened?”

Sean shrugged, his pencil moving in slow, deliberate strokes. “I don’t know. I guess I just outgrew it.”

“Ouch,” Esteban said, feigning hurt as he sat down on the edge of the bed. “Outgrew it? That’s what you’re going with? You used to beg me for game night.”

Sean snorted softly but didn’t reply.

Esteban’s gaze drifted to Sean’s sock-clad feet, stretched out at the end of the bed. A memory flickered in his mind, and his smirk widened. “You know, I remember another time you ‘outgrew’ game night. You were, what, ten? Eleven?”

Sean paused his sketching, glancing at his dad suspiciously. “Uh… maybe?”

Esteban leaned back, casually draping an arm over the back of the bed. “Yeah. And you said the same thing. But you know what always worked to change your mind?”

Sean’s eyes narrowed. “What?”

Esteban grinned mischievously. “This.”

Before Sean could react, Esteban reached down and grabbed his ankles, trapping them under one arm.

“Whoa, whoa!” Sean exclaimed, twisting slightly. “What are you doing?”

“Oh, just reminiscing,” Esteban said innocently. “Remember how ticklish you used to be?”

Sean froze for a moment, then tried to tug his legs free. “Dad. Don’t.”

Esteban ignored him, his free hand hovering over Sean’s feet. “You know, I always wondered what made your feet so ticklish. Was it the arches? The heels? Oh! Or maybe—” He tapped Sean’s toes through the fabric of his socks. “These guys.”

“Dad, seriously!” Sean squirmed, his voice tinged with both annoyance and a hint of nervous laughter.

Esteban chuckled. “Relax, mijo. I’m just testing a theory.” With that, he tugged off one of Sean’s socks in a single smooth motion.

“Hey!” Sean protested, jerking his foot, but Esteban tightened his grip.

“Ah, there it is,” Esteban said, holding up the sock like a trophy. “The bare foot. Vulnerable. Exposed. I bet you’re already thinking about laughing, huh?”

Sean glared at him, though his lips twitched. “I’m not a kid anymore, Dad. That doesn’t work on me.”

“Hmm,” Esteban said thoughtfully, slipping the first sock into his pocket. “We’ll see.” He turned his attention to Sean’s other foot.

“Don’t you dare—” Sean started, but Esteban was already pulling the second sock free.

“Too late,” Esteban said cheerfully, holding both socks hostage. “Now what do we have here? Two ticklish feet, all ready to join game night.”

Sean groaned, trying to pull his feet back, but Esteban’s grip was ironclad. “Alright, fine! I’ll play! Just let me go!”

Esteban raised an eyebrow. “Hmm… tempting. But you know the rules, Sean. You don’t get off that easy.”

Before Sean could argue, Esteban’s fingers began to dance across his bare soles, starting with light, teasing strokes along the arches.

“D-Dad!” Sean yelped, his voice breaking into laughter. “Stop! Hahaha! Seriously!”

“Oh, come on,” Esteban teased. “This used to be your favorite part!” His fingers moved faster, skimming the sensitive spots beneath Sean’s toes. “I think it’s the arches that get you the most. Or maybe…” He dug gently into the balls of Sean’s feet, earning a loud squeal.

“HAHAHA! STOP! OKAY! OKAY!” Sean was practically doubled over, trying to grab at Esteban’s hands, but his dad was relentless.

Daniel’s voice called from the living room. “What’s going on in there? Sean’s screaming like a baby!”

Esteban grinned down at his son. “Should I tell him what’s happening? Or should I keep going?”

Sean was gasping for air, tears forming in the corners of his eyes. “No! Don’t! Hahaha! I’ll play, I swear!”

Esteban finally relented, releasing Sean’s ankles and standing up with a triumphant smile. “That’s what I thought.”

Sean sat up, glaring at his dad as he tried to catch his breath. “You’re the worst.”

“You love it,” Esteban said, tossing Sean’s socks over his shoulder. “These? I’m keeping them safe until game night’s over. Wouldn’t want you running off, now would we?”

Sean groaned, reluctantly following his dad out of the room, still barefoot and glaring.

When they reached the living room, Daniel burst out laughing. “Sean, what happened to your socks?”

“Don’t. Ask,” Sean muttered, sitting down on the couch.

Esteban smirked, holding up a game piece. “Ready, Señor Barefoot?”

Sean shot him a look but couldn’t help the small smile tugging at his lips. “Let’s just play.”

As the game began, Sean couldn’t shake the feeling of vulnerability, his bare feet tucked under him. And judging by the mischievous glint in Esteban’s eye, he knew this wasn’t the last he’d seen of his dad’s “tickle therapy.”

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Imagine Daniel, being the typical younger brother who wants to get one over on his big brother, finding out about Sean’s ticklish feet. And then at any opportunity, telling everyone about that little weakness: Their new friends, the older mechanics that mentored Sean, his significant others, anyone.

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Me planning new lis2 fics

and what about it, huh?

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Happy Birthday to the most ticklish wolf in the pack! Watch out with that smirk, because Super Wolf’s ready to dish some birthday tickles out for revenge!

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It’s always Sean tickling Daniel, but just imagine… Daniel tickling Sean. The potential! Revenge, younger brother besting older brother, older brother being embarrassed about being ticklish, getting older brother to do what he wants, etc, etc.

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Probably the only person actively (planning to) write for life is strange 2 (But only for the Diaz family)

niche fandom finder

I want to start a thing. Maybe it'll go well, maybe it won't.

I feel like there are a lot of tickle writers for niche fandoms on this site, but no one really knows how to find the people who write for said fandoms. Or just don't know that there ARE people who write for their favorite niche things.

So, reblog this and let people know what niche fandoms you write for! I'll go first: I write for Big Windup, Black Clover, Fire Force, and Seraph of the End.

Remember this is meant more for smaller/lesser known fandoms - bigger ones like BSD, MHA, Hazbin, Genshin, etc. are pretty well known at this point. ^^

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Do you think Sean and Daniel ever found Esteban’s tickle spot? Or did he hide it too well??

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These are feet that need to be tickled

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What do you think Sean, Daniel & Esteban’s “death spot” would be? That one spot they cannot handle getting tickled? And how do they react when someone gets them there?

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Some ticklish Diazes scenarios I’ve been obsessed with lately.

•Daniel finding out on accident that Sean is actually really ticklish and uses that information to get him to agree to get him a box of choc-o-crisps he’d been asking for for weeks

•Daniel drawing a wolf design on Sean’s shirt in an unintentional but annoyingly ticklish way after teasing him about his fashion sense. Sean gets him back, using Daniel’s own wardrobe mishaps in his own ticklish lesson.

•Esteban tickling Sean’s feet under the guise of being a “foot mechanic” when Sean is nervous for a track meet and scared that he’ll mess up or trip over himself. He simulates his mechanic skills with his hands on Sean’s soles.

•Sean giving “birthday tickles” for Daniel’s 16th birthday to show that no matter how old he gets, Daniel will always be his little brother who he has a duty to annoy.

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i’m so sick and twisted….. no one will ever understand my dark and evil nature…….. (i’m making tickle content for a popular franchise)

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still taking requests for tickle headcanons or a scenario for a tickle fic involving Sean, Daniel and/or Esteban. The creative juices are building up but they need a jump start. Lol

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I’m in the mood to write some short tickle fics, but mainly for LIS2, so please give me some prompts for Sean, Daniel and Esteban!

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ok so like…what fictional character do u just wanna see destroyed. tickled to their limit. asking for a friend. my answers to this question would be very normal indeed.

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reblog if you're a sfw tickle blog

i want to follow every single one of you cuties because I want my dashboard to be absolutely flooded in word content