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You say no ageless blogs, but I can't find your age anywhere. Is it listed?

omg im a dumbass i meant to put my age (22) on my intro post and forgot T0T thank you for catching that!!

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wire play with a robot who is incredibly, desperately sensitive to the slightest touch. All flustered and overheating. accidentally discovering that touching certain wires makes them sneeze uncontrollably...adding a whole new layer of desperation as they squirm underneath you.

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Deltarune chapter 3 spoilers!

HELLO LEE TENNA THOUGHTS!!!!!!!

Cutest lee to have ever lee'd i'm ngl. I think he knows AAALLL about tickling from the classic family episodes, but neeeever really got to... Experience it properly. The age old kid that learnt everything from the TV but never got to experience or feel any of it. So the first time he ever gets tickled, it feels weird. Really weird. He did not expect to have such a... Loss of control over it?

Well okay. See. Mister Tenna over here doesn't seem to be the type of guy that got a lot of attention for nearly *years*. Hell, i don't even know if he remembers how touch feels. He probably gets body shivers whenever someone initiates physical contact on him.

Maybe that's why he loves the Physical Challenges so much? He very much seems like someone who's touch starved and touch seeking- But doesn't necessarily knows how to initiate it. And when he does, his hands are the only part that really gets to feel anything.

So that being said, I do believe you need to start gently with him to "ease in". Gotta tickle him nice and slow and gradually. He slowly gets used to the sensation.. Feels comfortable to laugh, not to exaggerate or anything, and soon- wow! You got yourself a laughing Tenna!

Of course, with time, he'd gradually get used to tickling, so eventually you'd be able to jump at him with it and he'd burst into laughter... But i do believe the first few times, he needs time with it. He seems to be someone who struggles with new things.

HOWEVER!!! He quickly realizes how much he LOVES tickling. The person's focus is solely on him, they're playing together, they're having fun, laughing, smiling- what is there NOT to love?! He does seem... A tad bit embarrassed over admitting that, though. He tries to cover it up by saying it's "popular with the viewers" or something. Thinking about his blushing sprite... So cute.

He definitely gets flustered, or at least a tadbit embarrassed when you compliment and point out how he reaaaally seems to be enjoying tickling.... Gets all defensive and stammer-y. His antenna's are also a HUUUGE give away on how much fun he's having. They get all happy wiggly and bouncy... As well as his fun-O-meter. Goober. Oh yea, and his laugh is 100% your typical TV show laugh. Loud and from the chest... However, i do think sometimes it gets a little squeaky and static-y... Maybe it wavers out, too...

His antennas, hands, under arms, under knees and sides are Very ticklish i think

Ok now i need to stop bc i could keep going

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Small headcanon for Tenna:

His antennas are HELLA sensitive and get him all giggly.

AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO THINKS THIS????

Not the only one. Definitely not :3c

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it's !!! tickle !!! time !!!

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We interrupt your regular programming with this breaking news bulletin! Local game show host and Tv Time Tv star Mr. Ant Tenna was seen being tickled by a fluffy flying bird worm! More at 11

A small collab with @coy-lee while we freak out together over this FRIGGIN CUTIE

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Can you draw Tenna being tickled?

I sure can! :3

Initially i saw Tenna as only a ler… but seeing so many adorable drawings of him getting wrecked changed my mind a little! (Though he’s still ler-leaning imo)

Anyhows, here’s the tv man!! Upset with low ratings, a couple of his employees took it upon themselves to cheer him up <333

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The people voted for a lee!Tenna drabble, thus it shall be delivered. No title because I can't think of one, unfortunately.

Ler!Reader, Lee!Tenna (strictly platonic)

As a staff member of the TV studio and assistant to Tenna, you've come to notice a lot of things about your boss. One of those discoveries is absolutely silly, and of course, you can't help but take advantage.

It was an accidental discovery, really. For both of you.

Preparing to go on the air was always an event. Tenna was someone who wanted to look his best at every possible moment, between his clothes, his screen being clean and polished, right down to his physical mannerisms. He carried himself in a meticulous way, always wanting the best for the audience.

But sometimes, like today...

"No... no, it's still off! How is it still off!?" He was currently looking in a mirror, seeming to have a fit over his signature red suit.

...It was more difficult.

Your boss could be temperamental at times, but hey, who in show business wasn't? The poor costuming Shadowguys frowned and saxophone-ed dejectedly as the TV star continued looking himself over.

"That wrinkle... did nobody iron this-!? You're both FIRED!"

The Shadowguys made a saxophone sound of shock, before frowning and deflating even further. You did not react, because you already knew what came next.

"W-Wait... no, sorry..." Tenna flipped on a dime, starting a silly dance of some kind. "You're hired!"

The Shadowguys perked up, now smiling and making a pleased saxophone note.

You paused. Wait for it...

"Now, go get this ironed! We're on in five! Hurry!" He tossed his suit jacket at one of them, the cloth draping over the silhouetted form as they both ran off. The door shut, and you both remained.

Alone. Silent.

Until, he sighed heavily, shoulders drooping and antenna lowering. His blank screen turned towards you from over one shoulder. "...Oh, it's... a little difficult, you know? Trying to make everything run smooth, trying to keep everyone happy... ah, you never seem too upset, though."

"I understand your patterns, sir." You set your clipboard aside, "I understand how tight your schedule is. I think... it's possible that you've stretched yourself too thin."

"...Maybe. But the show must go on. Even... just reruns, it must continue."

You approached, standing next to him. It was... odd, seeing him without his red jacket. The white button-up beneath it almost made him look... incomplete. The two of you stood, side-by-side, simply staring into the mirror in silence for a long time. Eventually, his head hung low again, antenna drooping even lower.

You moved, standing in front of him. "Hey. They still love you out there, in the audience. They think you're fun. Chin up." You smiled kindly at him, reaching over and physically moving his head back upwards.

"...Hmm..." He hummed, "You have a point. It... it feels different without the family among them."

You've heard him mention this 'family' a few times, but... he never really elaborated on that. He's made references to them, but no one's ever seen them. You supposed there was a reason, but never pushed. If he wanted to, he would have done so himself, right?

"...Maybe you should try and straighten yourself up a bit. You might feel better." You reached out to straighten up his shirt at the shoulders. When he doesn't stop you, you straighten out some of the wrinkles in the fabric, hands running along the shirt to smooth it out.

"See?" You smiled at him, fixing his tie, "Isn't that- what's wrong?"

You didn't notice just how stiff he was while you were helping straighten his clothes out. His mouth looked wobbly, a small blush on his face as his arms sat like stone to the side. Did... you go a step too far, here...?"

"S-Sir-? Are you-"

"YES! Quite alright, I assure you!" Tenna's still got that wobbly smile on his face, voice a little... uneven. "Just- uh, didn't really expect that-"

"Sorry, I was just trying to-"

"Hah! No apologies necessary! Just a bit of surprise and suspense to keep your audience on the edge of his seat!"

You laughed a bit at that. Of course, he just had to ham it up a bit here, huh? You moved your hands back down, going to fix his shirt again. "Well, alright, but I'm not the host anyone is here for. That's you!"

Whatever he was gonna say next died on his tongue suddenly with a loud squeak and violent flinch as you pinched the fabric at his sides.

Neither of you moved for several seconds; you staring wide-eyed in surprise, and him sporting a wobbly smile and that blush again.

You couldn't help but double over with a small laugh, one arm wrapping around your stomach. Oh, that was an adorable reaction that you weren't expecting.

"H-Huh-!? What was that? Hope nobody was rolling the cameras on that-" Tenna rubbed at his sides in visible confusion.

You covered your mouth with a hand as you giggled at his indignant confusion. "S-Sorry, I didn't realize you were ticklish. I would've been more careful if I knew."

"E-Eh-?" His further confusion only earned another giggle, "What on earth did you do!? That was weird!"

You almost started laughing harder, before realizing that he was serious. He... had no idea. Such a big reaction, and he has absolutely no idea. Almost... kind of tragic.

"...Uh, well, it looks like I tickled you on accident, Tenna. My bad... you, uh, didn't seem like you knew?"

"W-Well... ah, first time for everything, it seems!" You've never seen him so flustered, "Can't say it's ever happened before! Seems fun. So, uh, let's-"

He paused as he realized your hands returned to his sides. Why did this make him feel nervous? "...Hey."

His sides were suddenly squeezed, the sensation making his screen static out with a loud laugh, his hands wrapping around your wrists as he flinched back. A second squeeze to his sides made him crumple inwards, thankfully landing on a nearby chair (or did you move it when he wasn't looking?)

He could only look up in anticipation as you boxed him in. Oh now, usually he was the one large and in charge like this, and how quickly the tables had just turned. Mike, don't record this-

"H-Hey-! Hey-!" His voice was choked by laughter as you moved a hand over to poke his stomach experimentally, "Cuhuhuhut it out-! This ihihihis gonna- EEK-! Go agahahainst your contr-ACT-!"

His voice cut off, falling back into laughter with a short squeal when pinched at his ribs next, his arms trying to fold inwards protectively. Even when one hand wormed its way under his arm, he still struggled to protect against the strange feeling of your fingers hooking in. You had no idea he was this sensitive, or that he had a more natural-sounding laugh than the one he used onstage.

"Aww, I think it's cute." You skittered your fingers against his neck, watching him somehow fold further into himself with a small squeak, "I didn't know you had this in you, big guy."

You were happy just to study his reactions. As he laughed, squirming away from any prodding and squeezing, his screen kept flickering back to static or showing different stations, and despite his own hands grabbing your wrists, he wasn't really... trying to stop you? It was hard to tell how he was feeling about this.

"...You okay, boss? I'm not going too far, am I?"

You slowed down, giving him some room when he didn't respond immediately. His screen slowly recovered from the static, the buzzing mixing with the dying-off giggling as he slowly calmed down, antenna askew. You reached up and pushed one back into place, only to watch him jolt again.

"A-Alright, I think th-that's enough, let's roll the credits..." He pushed your hand away, surprisingly gently.

He sat there silently, and you couldn't help but apologize quietly. Maybe this was too far-? If... if this really was something unfamiliar for him, maybe you did just overwhelm him on accident?

"...Are you-?"

"Oh, that? Don't worry about that! A little odd, but... kind of fun! The family used to do that, and I never did understand it... I think I do, now! Bringing a smile and a laugh to someone else!"

Well, at least he didn't seem mad?

Upon hearing a saxophone trill, you turned and made eye contact with one of the Shadowguys. The one not holding his freshly-ironed suit gave a thumbs-up. You thanked them both quietly as you took it, offering it to Tenna.

He looked more... like himself when wearing it. As he looked in the mirror, he looked less stressed and more confident, too. "That's more like it! There's the host they know and love!"

"You're on in two, according to Mike." You picked back up your clipboard, "Oh, I think they missed a spot?"

"Huh-? Where-"

"Here," You poked his ribs, watching him jolt, "And over here, too."

He chuckled, pushing your hand away from his side. "A-All right, all right, come on, now! Don't leave me too flustered for the audience-!"

"Sorry, had to get one last one in. Go get 'em, big guy."

"Fun new trick for the whole family, huh? You realize this challenge can have two players, right?" He gives you a sly grin, which you return.

Hey, if it helped lower his stress to have a new game to play between sets, then so be it. It least it was more fun than the quizzes that you sometimes stumbled into.

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Small headcanon for Tenna:

His antennas are HELLA sensitive and get him all giggly.

AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO THINKS THIS????

Not the only one. Definitely not :3c

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peep the blog rebrand

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partners and ships that know the others sneeze patterns…

That preemptively say “bless you” bc they know the little telltale pre sneeze signs

That can tell if it’s allergies or sickness

That hand over tissues when they notice the other is sniffling more than usual or about to sneeze

Giving little pet names after sneezes ,,,, teasing a lil bit and calling them “sneezy”

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nsfw sideblogs r so funny. my friend we can't talk here it isn't safe.. we have to go to sex world together

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wire play with a robot who is incredibly, desperately sensitive to the slightest touch. All flustered and overheating. accidentally discovering that touching certain wires makes them sneeze uncontrollably...adding a whole new layer of desperation as they squirm underneath you.

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if anyone has anything im literally on my knees

Just finished d/elta/run/e chapt 3 and I am in desperate need of t/enna snz NOW

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Just finished d/elta/run/e chapt 3 and I am in desperate need of t/enna snz NOW

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there’s something so sexy about specifically tickling the edges of their nostrils. not quite inside, but teasing just lightly around the rim.

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basic as fuck but somebody being so helplessly sneezy they need to hold onto someone for balance because they just cant stop and they're going to fall over if they don't use something for support, and that something happens to be the nearest person's arm.