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Learning During a Study Break

Author’s note: We interrupt the current rambles of Date Everything to bring you an EPIC fic! This has been swirling around in my head since February (maybe even January-) and it’s FINALLY finished! It became longer than expected, per usual, but that just means I got to write more with this father, son, and goddess friend. I hope you enjoy! 

Series: EPIC: The Musical

Characters: Odysseus, Telemachus, Athena 

Word count: 3,506

Summary: Odysseus is trying to teach Telemachus a history lesson, but Telemachus, distracted by Athena’s joke, keeps giggling! He wants Telemachus to focus, so he needs to get those giggles out of his boy, one silly way or another.

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Staring at a marble statue of a lion with a sword in its mouth, and listening to the King of Ithaca rambling on about some ancient history about it, isn’t the most exciting thing, but Telemachus tries to be polite and focus on what his father has to say. Of course, he would rather be sparing or hunting, but his father instead wanted to teach his son the importance of the statue’s story in the middle of the palace’s garden. At least Athena is along for the speech, so Telemachus has a fellow “student,” and Odysseus has two audience members to listen to his riveting discussion.

Telemachus lets out a yawn. He covers his mouth and makes sure he’s silent, so he doesn’t disturb his father mid sentence.

“...and the pride, and strength of the lion, carved a path through the land with its blade so the first king could cross, and create a home in Ithaca that would help him start anew. Or so the legend states.” Odysseus gestures to the magnificent big cat made of marble. 

The king turns to his crowd of two. “So any questions so far?”

Telemachus shakes his head. He already feels the fogginess of boredom rolling into his mind. Athena mutters to Telemachus, though she purposely allows her words to be heard by Odysseus.

“I can’t tell which one’s more stiff. The statue, or your father,” she quips.

Telemachus immediately snickers and Athena tosses Odysseus a smirk.

“Hey!” The king places his hands on his hips, smiling. He’s got to admit that was a good one. “Listen, I know all this information can be boring, but even if it’s boring or dull, it’s important to pay attention to it.”

“Really?” Athena exaggerates her question with skepticism. “Now where was that motto when I was teaching you?” she teases.

Telemachus chuckles again at her side, covering his smile with a curled up fist.

“I’ve learned. I’ve matured,” Odysseus sasses back as if he was sticking out his tongue at her with his response.

The prince gathers his giggles and turns to the goddess. “Was father a good student, Athena?”

The goddess shrugs. “Eh, he wasn’t a bad student. But he wasn’t a good student either.”

“Hey! I was a great student and you know it!” Odysseus crosses his arms, taking lighthearted offense to her comment.

Telemachus chuckles again at their banter. He has a little more trouble containing his giggles than last time.

“Now, back to the topic at hand,” Odysseus turns and faces the statue. The lion represents bravery, courage, loyalty, and–” he stops when he’s cut off by a giggle behind him. The king turns to see his son, who’s struggling to keep a straight face.

Odysseus lifts his brow at the sight, though he can’t help but share a short laugh. “Telemachus, are you listening?”

“I am! Sorry!” the prince tries to get out his remaining laughter. “I was still thinking about your conversation with Athena. I’m good now.”

“Well, as I was saying,” Odysseus returns to the statue, “the lion also represents persistence, and the sword–” another giggle from his son causes Odysseus to turn his way again.

Odysseus chuckles, “Telemachus!”

“Sorry! Sorry!” the prince nearly doubles over from his uncontained giggles.

Odysseus puts his hands on his hips. He glances at Athena. 

The goddess straightens her posture. “Don’t look at me! I didn’t say anything this time.”

The response from Athena seems to only add to Telemachus’ laughter.

Odysseus shakes his head and sighs. He places a hand to his face as he processes how unbelievably silly the situation is, and… how familiar the situation is. When Odysseus lifts his head, there’s a smirk on his expression.

“I didn’t want to do this, Telemachus, but you leave me no choice.” The king struts over to his son. “I need you to focus, and I can’t achieve that if you’re giggling up a storm. So, that means I’ve got to shake the giggles out of ya!”

“What?” Telemachus responds, finally recovering from his giggle fit. 

A smile tugs at Athena's lips. She gives the king a knowing look and replies with a tone that tells him that she’s caught on to exactly where he's going with this. “Odysseus…?”

“No no, Athena. He needs this,” Odysseus wraps an arm around Telemachus’ shoulders and pulls him closer. He continues to address the goddess, “Haven’t you told me once or twice that laughter prevents you from paying attention?”

Athena crosses her arms. Her smile grows more smug. “More than once or twice…”

Odysseus narrows his eyes at her like a pout.

“I don’t understand,” Telemachus questions.

“The point is, son, that you need to focus, and you can’t do that while you’re laughing!” Odysseus shifts his arm from Telemachus’ shoulders to hold on to his side. “So, this is for your own good! I am not sorry for this in advance!”

As soon as Odysseus finishes his statement, the king's fingers deviously wiggle into Telemachus’ side. Telemachus gasps and flinches, with off-guard giggles immediately following. 

“F-Father!” He tries to wriggle away from his father’s side hug and push Odysseus away, “Yohohou’re tickling me!” Telemachus twists to escape, but it only prompts Odysseus to get a better grip on his wriggly son from behind and use both hands to dig into his sides and tummy, sending Telemachus straight back into a giggle fit.

“What? Nooo, I’m not tickling you. I’m just pressing my fingers along your sides to help coax those giggles out of your system,” Odysseus’ helpful words are laced in sarcasm.

“Thahahahat’s CALLED thihihiickling!” Telemachus has his arms squeezed to his sides as he nearly collapses from laughter.

“Hmm, you know, when you put it like that, I guess you’re right,” Odysseus admits with a smirk in his voice.

“Athenahahaha! Hehehelp Me-HEHEHEHE!” Telemachus shrieks and he clasps his hands to his father’s wrists when Odysseus crawls his hands to the edge of his ribs. This time, his laughter makes him crash down on the grass. He rolls over and tries to fight against Odysseus’ hands that are still chasing after him.

Telemachus squirms on his back like a worm while each of his words remain in a frantic, giggly state. “Wait wait wa–AHAhahahait!” He kicks his legs in the air as Odysseus wrestles him down and hones his attack at his tummy.

Athena shrugs. “Your father’s right, Telemachus. You were giggling while your father was trying to teach you an important history lesson.”

“Buhuhuhut YOU were a part of thahahat! EEK!” the prince screeches when Odysseus claws a hand at his ribs in response.

“Telemachus! Blaming your mentor for something you did? Shame on you. Honestly, I expected better,” Odysseus makes a poor attempt at trying to sound anywhere close at being actually upset. His smile from seeing his son filled with joy gives him away.

“Oho, Telemachus,” Athena chortles from the sidelines, “I don’t think you want to drag me into this.”

“I don’t know, Athena. I think he’s really asking for it.”

“Nohoho! I’m nohohohot! It’s just– Shehehehe started it!”

Odysseus fakes a gasp. “Did my ears deceive me or is he asking for a challenge?”

“Your ears are working perfectly, Odysseus.” Athena steps forward. She locks her fingers together and stretches her hands out. “Move over.”

“H-hohohohold on!!!” Telemachus almost screams. “AthenaAAAAH!” the prince barely has a chance to speak before he squeals from Athena squeezing his hips.

“Where should I hold on to, Telemachus?” the goddess teases. “Here?” she squeezes one of his sides. “Or here?” she scribbles at his tummy.

Telemachus shoves at both sets of tickly hands. “Yohohou know thahahat’s not what I meheheheant!” 

Athena replies, smiling wide, “Then you need to be clearer, Telemachus.”

“You’re stumbling over your words, Telemachus. Your giggles are still making you lose focus,” Odysseus adds.

“I wohohonder why thahahahat is?!” His statement is answered with Odysseus crawling his hands to his underarms while Athena scribbles at his sides, making the prince begin curling up into a giggly ball.

“Sassy are we?” Odysseus observes. “At least that still means you’ve got some fight left in you.”

“He gets it from you,” Athena looks towards Odysseus.

“The sass or the fighting spirit?”

“Both.”

“Ohohohokay! OKAY!” Telemachus disrupts their conversation, “Mehehehercy!!!” 

Hearing Telemachus’ giggly pleas, Odysseus and Athena pull back to allow the prince a breather. Telemachus sprawls himself out on the grass and catches his breath as the ghost tickles subside.

“And that, Telemachus, is why you always pay attention to your mentors,” Odysseus declares.

“Yeah… I got it…” the prince responds with breaths in-between.

Athena glances at Odysseus with another skeptical eye. “Interesting that you’re telling your son to pay attention to his mentors when I recall that you didn’t pay attention yourself.”

“Tch, what are you talking about? I always paid attention. We went through this already: I was a golden student.” 

Telemachus sits up. “Wait…” he pauses for a moment to process. “But Athena said earlier that she told you more than once or twice to get rid of your giggles and pay attention.”

Odysseus concedes. “Oookay, so she had to tell me on the rare occasion. So what?”

“Now that I think about it…” Telemachus starts putting the pieces together. He speaks faster the more he uncovers, “Athena knew what you were going to do before you used that method on me, meaning that she must have used that method on you! Meaning that–” He gasps as he stares wide-eyed at Odysseus. “Father! Are you ticklish?”

“Wh-What? Noho! Of course not! I mean, maybe I was in the past, but not anymore!” Odysseus instinctively leans back. He sees the excited shimmer in Telemachus’s eyes.

“I don’t know, Odysseus,” Athena chimes in, “You’re acting awfully nervous for someone who’s not ticklish anymore.”

“Athena–” the king gives her a stern glare.

“Well we’re not going to get the answer just by sitting around! Let’s try it!” Telemachus exclaims. He lunges at his father. Odysseus catches his wrist in the air, almost being knocked over by Telemachus.

“Whoa! Telemachus!” a few giggles already pair with the king’s words.

Athena struts behind Telemachus, watching over him and giving him pointers as he tussles against his father. “That’s it, Telemachus! Shift your body weight to gain the upper hand and pin him down!”

“Athena! Don’t help him!” Odysseus shouts. In an instant, Telemachus shifts his weight and pushes his father to his back, just like Athena told him. Odysseus still holds Telemachus at bay, but the prince’s determination is fueled by his excitement.

“Then read his moves so you can take advantage and strike at an opening!” Athena coaches. Telemachus listens to her advice, then distracts his father with a ‘fake out’ attack towards his stomach, allowing Telemachus the perfect opportunity to plunge his fingers into Odysseus’s side. The king barks out a laugh, but quickly tries to suppress it. 

“I found an opening!” Telemachus cheers, honing in on his father’s side and any other brief open spots now that the king’s defenses are crumbling.  

Odysseus contorts his face in a poor attempt to hold back his smile, “S-see? I’m not ticklish!” Telemachus gets a scribble at his belly. Odysseus squeaks out another laugh, then slaps hand to his mouth to cover it.

With one hand less to defend himself, Telemachus has an even greater area of attack. “Father, you've told me tales about you outsmarting a cyclops and beating gods with your ‘cunning wit’ and you expect me to believe that lie?” the prince teases.

“Give me a break! I can’t work under these conditions!” Odysseus’ words strain as he struggles to keep in the building bubbles of laughter. 

Athena imparts her wisdom once again, “Oh, we’ll give you a break alright. And by that I mean we’ll give you a break from containing your laughter. It's time to let it all out!”

“A-Athena! Don’t you dare!” 

The goddess looks to the prince. “Telemachus, if your father is as ticklish as he was before…” she pauses to grin and for her words to sink into Odysseus’ ears. “Try his ribs.”

“Oooh!!! Okay!” the prince beams. 

Telemachus shoots for his ribs and Odysseus instantly grabs his wrists; the king’s giggles of anticipation rise even higher, but he can’t deny that some of those giggles are from actually enjoying this playtime with his son.

“Telemachus! Hohold on! I think you’ve made your point!”

“No way! If Athena says that you’re ticklish there, then I’ve got to try it!”

“Oh, come on! What does she know?” the king scoffs as a joke.

“Excuse me?” Athena steps closer at Odysseus’ comment. 

“Oooh! Are you challenging her too?” Telemachus witnesses.

“Because you do understand what happens to you if you do, yes?” Athena wiggles her fingers at the king. Athena takes another step closer.

Odysseus squirms backwards, bracing himself already as Athena approaches. “N-No! I- Athena! S-Stay ba–AHACK!” While Odysseus was distracted by the impending goddess, Telemachus pushed his hands aside and finally scribbled at a pair of his ribs, making the king burst out with all the laughter he was stashing away.

“Yes! We got him!” Telemachus celebrates. He dodges around his father’s grabbing hands to scribble further around his ticklish spots.

“Nice sneak attack, Telemachus,” Athena praises.

The prince briefly smiles up at her. “Thank you, Athena. I learned from the best.”

“Hehehehello?! Giggling king ohohohon the floor hehehehere! Re-hehehe– Remember?!”

“Oh, yes. So sorry, Odysseus. We were disrupted by this sudden burst of laughter,” Athena acts innocent. “Did you have something to add?”

Odysseus growls through his giggles. “Yeheheah! Thahahat thihihihis is unfahahair!” he tries to playfully shove Telemachus away.

“Unfair?” the prince chuckles. “You and Athena double teamed on me! You only have one person tickling you right now—me! But not for long…” Telemachus grins at the goddess beside him. “Come on, Athena! Let’s get him and really send his giggles flying!”

“Now, now, Telemachus. We shouldn’t wear out your father,” Athena’s tone, surprisingly, shifts to one of concern.

“Aww… Really?” The prince sounds disappointed, though he’s still smiling.

“Thahahahank yohohou!”

Athena’s concern quickly switches into a smirk. She slides behind Odysseus. “But I’m sure your father can handle it,” she says as she’s already kneeling down and hooking her arms under his to lift him into a sitting position. She doesn’t delay the tickles that follow, scribbling into his underarms and adding a few tickles to the side of his neck too. The king jolts from the surprise attack; his laughter rises once more.

“Ahahahaha– Athehehehena! Wahahahait!” Odysseus curls his arms to his side and scrunches his shoulders.

“You see, Telemachus, if you really want to get your father to laugh, you need to take him off guard. An important lesson, especially for your father, that you need to pay attention to your surroundings to avoid any surprise attacks.”

“Understood!” Telemachus nods.

“Ahahathena! We neheheheed to teach Te-hehehelemachus the lehehehesson! Nohohohot me!”

“Oh, well, it’s always good to have a refresher on a lesson here and there, right?” Athena says.

“Ohohoho that’s it! Thihihihis is war!” Odysseus declares. He boldly tries to reach around him and grab Athena’s side, but Athena snakes her hand back into his exposed underarm, sending Odysseus’s arm crashing back down to his side. He’s not giving up yet though.

“Ha! You’re declaring war against the goddess of war?” Athena gloats. “I think you should think twice before you–AHACK!” surprise jumps through her body as Odysseus successfully gets a squeeze at her other side. Athena reels back, just enough for Odysseus to spin around and tackle Athena to the grass. The two wrestle and roll around like lion cubs, batting at each other’s hands, until Odysseus takes the upper hand; Athena is pinned on her side, while Odysseus sits on top of her, Athena pushing and shoving at him with her one free arm.

“Ha! Ha! Who needs to pay attention now?” Odysseus smirks.

“Odysseus! Don’t you even think–EEEK!” Athena kicks her legs and tries to knock Odysseus off of her as he scribbles into her stomach and ribs. Her giggles soar from her mouth and she flails her free arm at him as much as she can, while momentarily covering her face with her other hand before dropping it and trying to use it to help defend herself.

Telemachus’ eyes sparkle. “No way! Athena is ticklish too!?” 

“Yep. It’s not just mortals who are ticklish—immortals like gods and goddesses can be ticklish too,” the king punctuates his sentence with a grin.

“Yohohohou just gohohot a luhuhuhucky shot!” 

Odysseus ignores her claim. “You see, Telemachus, in order to pin the goddess of war, you need to get her on her side so that one arm is trapped to the ground. Now you have two hands! One to grab her free hand when she tries to shove you away, and the other is free to attack!” Odysseus demonstrates by grabbing Athena’s wrist in one hand and skittering across her sides with the other, showing her that he’s taking clear advantage of her so-called ‘lucky shot.’ The goddess cackles even louder than before.

Odysseus smiles at his son, “Care to join me, Telemachus?”

“Are you kidding? Absolutely!” Telemachus says, already sprinting over.

Odysseus is so proud. “Great! Now you take her stomach, I’ll get her underarms!”

“Tehehehelemacus! Dohohohon’t listen to yohohohour fahahather!” Athena flips onto her back, then attempts to sit up and shove the king from sitting on her lap, but Odysseus’ wiggling fingers at her ribs diminishes her strength. 

Odysseus gasps. “Well that’s just rude! Telling my own son not to listen to me!” The king scoots off her legs to allow Telemachus the room to tickle her tummy, while Odysseus shimmies forward to get her underarms. 

Athena squeezes her arms to her sides and throws her head back. “Ohohoho, yohohohou know whahahahat I meheheant!”

“And why shouldn’t I listen to father? He’s teaching me a great lesson about how to tickle a goddess!” Telemachus says.

“Right you are, Telemachus! You would think that the goddess of war would easily have the advantage, but she’s just as ticklish as the rest of us,” Odysseus smirks at her.

“I’m lehehehess ticklish thahahahan bohohoth of yohohohou combined!” Athena shouts.

Odysseus defends himself, “Hey! I didn’t say that we weren’t.”

Telemachus nods, following his father’s lead with a tiny smirk of his own as an accessory to his smile. “Plus, that’s coming from someone who’s wiggling on the ground with their mouth full of giggles.”

“Wha– I-” Athena is shocked—at a loss for words as any potential comeback is swept away with her laughter. Usually, she verbally fights back if Odysseus is the one bantering at her, but Telemachus? Now that’s a surprise.

“Tehehehelemachus!” she shouts, clearly flustered.

“Well done, Telemachus!” Odysseus praises, “It looks like I didn’t even have to teach you the ways of how to tease a goddess. You’re a natural, just like your old man! I’m so proud.”

“Hehe! Thanks, father.”

“Ohohohokay bohohoys!” the goddess manages to sit up and place her hands on their shoulders, prepared to try and shove them off. “Yohohou’ve had yohohour fun! Nohohow knock it off behehefore I throw yohohohou off!” she jokes.

“Alright alright. I can pay attention to a hint,” Odysseus replies, then pulls his hands away. Telemachus follows and allows the goddess to rest. She drops her hands from their shoulders and leans back on her arms, letting her chest rise and fall with the air she replenishes.

Odysseus leans closer to her, grinning. “Guess my teachings turned out not to be stiff and boring anymore, huh?”

Athena scoffs and playfully shoves at his chest. She stands, then dusts herself off. “Don’t get ahead of yourself. You still haven’t finished your lesson about the statue yet.”

“True.” Odysseus holds up his index finger. “But we’ve already learned a valuable lesson today, haven't we?”

Telemachus and Athena glance at one another, sharing each other’s confusion. Odysseus walks between them. He slings an arm over his son’s shoulder and ruffles his hair.

Athena crosses her arms, “Please don’t say friendship…”

“Or family…” Telemachus smiles.

“We all collectively learned the importance of paying attention,” Odysseus says. He pauses before also declaring, “And we learned the importance of friendship and family!”

Telemachus and Athena both groan in unison, but a chuckle from both of them follow.

Odysseus unwraps his arm from Telemachus’ shoulder. “In all seriousness though, I do want to finish teaching you about the statue. I hope you’re ready to listen?”

“I am, father,” Telemachus nods. “I’ll try not to let another ‘distracting giggle’ slip this time,” he smiles.

“Glad to hear it, my son,” Odysseus returns a smile of his own. “Now… where were we… Oh, yes!” Odysseus turns to the statue and continues his educational monologue about the statue in the garden. Telemachus listens intently and Athena takes a little more interest this time around. Even Odysseus’s words sound more enthusiastic. Looks like all they needed was a little study break to reset their focus.

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The "STOPPPP HE'S SO CUTE" one

GUYS. I'M MELTING

Me anytime Chance giggles:

Just when I think Chance can't get any cuter, he does.

Hi! I just wanted to say I love the chance voice audios you post! From what I’ve seen (I feel I’ve listened to all of them atp.😭) I was also wondering if you had any left over? Like ANYTHING, not really asking for anything specific.

I just love chance sm and anything would count 😭

hehe, thanks for the love!! as for your question, yes!! i have plenty of chance voicelines that i have not published yet! i'm always happy to upload chance lines for my fellow chance fans :D

here's an assortment of random chance voicelines that i found intruiging enough to write in my notes :3

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THIS IMAGE BARELY SCRATCHES THE SURFACE OF THE FEELS I AM FEELING RIGHT NOW

WAIT I RETURN FOR ANOTHER BRILLIANT ASK!

chance as a ler is so yummy wow i will eat every writing about that with a fork and a spoon! my god he is so silly and would wreck your shit but silly wreck your shit. very big sweetie. do u have any ramblings about him! i returned from my cave just for this ask! back I go!

I AGREE BIG TIME!! And since you've opened the door, I'm going to take this opportunity to write a little headcanon list for my favourite fella. >:) I'm even going to decorate it hehe. HEADCANON LIST UNDER THE CUT, HOPE YOU ENJOY 💚

Chance Tickle Headcanons

LER

He is such a silly guy!! Like with introducing others to G&G, he just wants people to have fun

He also tends to get an evil streak when he's in the mood, you can tell from a certain glint in his eye

Will give sneaky pokes, scribbles and tases to unsuspecting sides and ribs throughout the day just to keep his target on their toes

"Hmm, maybe a gargoyle came to life and did that. It surely wasn't me!"

If you want your shit wrecked, he will happily oblige

100% brings a D20 or smaller die into the mix. He'll give you a breather break and bring out a D20 to do a persuasion check. Roll a 1? You can decide to stop. If he rolls a Nat 20? Good luck getting out of that one lmao (of course if you ask he would stop 100% anyway, he wouldn't want to push you too far)

Uses smaller die to figure out what tickle spot to target next. Different tickle spots, use a D10 and you have to tell him what tickle spot tickles between a 1 and 10 scale for him to target

If he wants to be particularly evil, he'll bring a loaded die. "Oh, looks like I rolled high again! Guess that means I get to drill into your ribs some more."

I reckon he targets ribs and bellies in particular, since those are the easiest places to bring out The Claw™ if he's trying to act like a G&G beast

LEE

Oh my god he gives me such ler and cuteness aggression, I just want to grab onto him

He flusters so easily, he tries to concentrate when you throw out flustering words while he's narrating a campaign but he can't keep a straight face

A wobbly smile and a flushed face whenever you even utter that he's cute or adorable. Cannot take personal compliments because his brain just turns to mush

I JUST WANT TO PINCH HIS CUTE CHEEKS sorry I'm having a crash out about him lmao

Betting one of his most ticklish spots is under his arms. You're watching him narrate a campaign with some of your other object friends, he's moving his arms and bringing them up for dramatic effect. A few times, you sneak prodding, nimble fingers under his arms and he let's out a squeak and his face explodes red

He's sooooo giggly and cute when he's flustered. Squeezing the little bit of chub on his stomach brings belly-laugher outta him, scribbling his ribs makes him all squeaky and squirmy

Both of you refer to it as "critical damage/a critical hit" if his stomach is targeted/when he let's out really loud laughter

HIS LITTLE GIGGLES THROUGH THE GAME???

His "Stohohoooop, I'm trying to focus" oh my god he deserves any tickles he gets

Hhhhh ty anon for bringing this out of me. As you can see, I'm sooooo normal about Chance.

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GIVE US THE CHANCE HEADCANONS! PLEASEEEE PLEASE HE’S ONE OF MY FAVORITE CHARACTERS IN THE GAME!!!!

Personally I think he would be VERY blushy and easy to fluster :) AHHH HE’S SUCH A CUTIE

NONNIE YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND GRGRR!!! He’s a MAJOR cutie!!!!

Chance Tickle Headcanons

Lee —

— Okay, he DEFINITELY squeals. His laugh is so damn bubbly too like?? It sounds so jovial, so free. Along with the squeals and squeaks he makes. It’s so, so contagious. His lers can’t help but smile with him.

— Regardless if he is being tickled, or is only thinking about it, it causes Chance to blush so much. For one, he hasn’t exactly been tickled by many people. Maybe by you/the player once or twice when you fidget with him in your hand. But other than that? The feeling itself is so flustering to this sweetheart.

— Chance seems like someone who melts when he’s getting got. Maybe he’ll try to grab onto someone’s hands and arms as a weak attempt to try and save himself. But after a couple of minutes, his body gives up. He’ll melt under the playfully affectionate touches of your fingertips.

— To me, he also seems like someone who will try and curl in on himself to try and half-heartedly defend himself of such a playful attack. Might even stumble over something like the desk when trying to curl up too.

— Compliments will have Chance almost choke on his laughter. His cheeks will redden so much, you swear you could see fog on the glass from how warm his face is. They make his heart go a-flutter, and he’ll find himself giggling more from your own words. He won’t deny it either, quite honestly.

— This man has a ticklish tummy, in this essay I will— 💥💥

— In all honesty, his stomach is so damn ticklish, Chance almost wishes that it wasn’t so easily accessible to others. Parker has gotten him so many times in that area in an attempt to try and persuade him in a few oneshots.

— Ribs AND underarms absolutely make Chance cackle. Especially when you try to count his ribs; his man is going to be so red and cackly by the time you almost count them all.

— On a related note; tell Chance that you’ll have to count his ribs again, and he’ll let out an anticipatory squeal. Maybe even try to cover his ribs if he isn’t so melty.

— Definitely has ticklish hips and hip dips, but you didn’t hear that from me. The same can apply for his sides. Target those areas, or pair them with others, and he will howl .

— Dasha knows that Chance’s cheeks are slightly ticklish too. After trying to wipe something off of the lovely nerds face, her touch was a little too soft, and made him giggle.

— Go after him with a second person, and Chance will absolutely evaporate off of the face of the earth. He thought that one ler was flustering enough, but two? Double the tickles, double the teasing/compliements/etc. The poor guy is barely going to be able to have a word in when in this situation.

Ler —

— Chance is a CHEEKY bastard when he’s in the mood to tickle someone . I swear that you can see him plotting from afar on how he’s going to get you, or another person in the house.

— He’ll walk past someone, and either squeeze their sides/hips, or gently scribble their stomach. Any sound that he earns really is like a reward for him. He’ll walk on like he hadn’t done anything. Because of course he wouldnt just up and tickle you out of nowhere. Right?

— For the most part, I don’t think he’d strike unless it was in the name of sweet, sweet vengeance. Another member of the house tickled him first? Oh no, Chance is not letting them get away with it. Chances (haha) are that once he recovers from his own attack , he will be on the prowl to even out the score.

— He’s either going to strike back moments later with his own tickly assault without preparation. Or, he will take his sweet time to plan out just how he’s going to get his victim back. And get them good.

— Chance is not afraid to break out some teases if he knows that they have an effect on his lee. They’re not your common kind either. Instead, he’ll narrate his next move as if he’s GMing one of his one shots .

— “The dragon swoops down towards the land, searching for its next meal. Thankfully, there are some spare ribs right down below. He reaches out his claws, zeros in towards its prey.” (He’s going to get you. Look out! 🫣)

— It’s goofy, and not serious in the slightest. And it it makes his lee laugh more at the delivery, it makes Chance much more eager to keep going — both in regard to his narration and playful attack.

— When he’s moreso wanting to just tickle someone for the hell of it, or as a sign of affection towards the special one(s) in his life, he’ll wait until he’s in a more comfortable setting with them. They could be watching a movie together , or plotting out a one shot, and then BOOM! Chance’s fingers are spidering over their ticklish spots.

— He’d definitely make a little comment if he found out one of his lee’s spots are much more ticklish than anywhere else. | “Holy Crit, this spot’s really got you laughing, huh?” “I think over here is a critical hit! Don’t you think?”

— You can NOT tell me that he wouldnt make little tickly traps in his sessions / one shots. He’d definitely use these to tease the people he’s playing with. Or, set it up for an actual tickle attack. Chance favours the reactions that his one shots give people; this is merely one instance.

— And, of course, Chance is still a sweetheart at the end of the day. He’s cautious about pushing people too far, and tends to stop in the middle of tickling someone to ask if they’re alright. If they need a breather (or for him to stop entirely), or if he can keep going.

— Chance definitely does his best to help his lee recover ; water, soft cuddles, maybe a kiss or two. Or anything that they need. He’d compliment on how well that they managed to pull through such a “formidable quest”, too.

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guess who's rewatching race to the edge for the millionth time

you cannot tell me that astrid or the twins have not taught toothless how to tickle HFJKHSJFHEJ

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OMG THANK YOU FOR THIS

Eddie's laugh is GAAAAAAHHHH!

@thetickleeraven In case you didn't see the TikToks yet, since you were also looking for clips 👀

I need to write a tickle fic with volt and Eddie ASAP I’m going feral over seeing clips of eddies laugh it’s giving me the worst cuteness aggression

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how i introduce the game to my friends who are interested to buy it soon

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IT'S FINISHED!

I just need to do some final edits, but if all goes according to plan, then it will be coming out this Thursday! 👀

I'm leaving this morning to go on a mini vacation to visit family over the weekend, so please accept this crumb of a sneak peek while I'm out of town from the EPIC fic that I'm ALMOST done with. I PROMISE

Here's a sneak peek of the EPIC fic 👀

(Telemachus' turn)

“Oho, Telemachus,” Athena chortles from the sidelines, “I don’t think you want to drag me into this.”

“I don’t know, Athena. I think he’s really asking for it.”

“Nohoho! I’m nohohohot! It’s just– Shehehehe started it!”

Odysseus fakes a gasp. “Did my ears deceive me or is he asking for a challenge?”

“Your ears are working perfectly, Odysseus.” Athena steps forward. She locks her fingers together and stretches her hands out. “Move over.”

“H-hohohohold on!!!” Telemachus almost screams. “AthenaAAAAH!” the prince barely has a chance to speak before he squeals from Athena squeezing his hips.

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(Odysseus' turn)

“Because you do understand what happens to you if you do, yes?” Athena wiggles her fingers at the king. Athena takes another step closer.

Odysseus squirms backwards, bracing himself already as Athena approaches. “N-No! I- Athena! S-Stay ba–AHACK!” While Odysseus was distracted by the impending goddess, Telemachus pushed his hands aside and finally scribbled at a pair of his ribs, making the king burst out with all the laughter he was stashing away.

“Yes! We got him!” Telemachus celebrates. He dodges around his father’s grabbing hands to scribble further around his ticklish spots.

“Nice sneak attack, Telemachus,” Athena praises.

The prince briefly smiles up at her. “Thank you, Athena. I learned from the best.”

“Hehehehello?! Giggling king ohohohon the floor hehehehere! Re-hehehe– Remember?!”

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(Athena's turn)

“Odysseus! Don’t you even think–EEEK!” Athena kicks her legs and tries to knock Odysseus off of her as he scribbles into her stomach and ribs. Her giggles fly from her mouth and she flails her free arm at him as much as she can, while momentarily covering her face with her other hand before dropping it and trying to use it to help defend herself.

Telemachus’ eyes sparkle. “No way!? Athena is ticklish too!?” 

“Yep. It’s not just mortals who are ticklish– immortals like gods and goddesses can be ticklish too,” the king punctuates his sentence with a grin.

“Youhohohou just gohohot a luhuhuhucky shot!” 

Odysseus ignores her claim. “You see Telemachus, in order to pin the goddess of war, you need to get her on her side so that one arm is trapped to the ground. Now you have two hands— one to grab her free hand when she tries to shove you away, and the other is free to attack!” Odysseus demonstrates by grabbing Athena’s wrist in one hand and skittering across her sides with the other— showing her that he’s taking clear advantage of her so-called ‘lucky shot.’ The goddess cackles even louder than before.

Odysseus smiles at his son, “Care to join me, Telemachus?”

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I also would like to know 🙋 For, uh, research purposes-

I need to write a tickle fic with volt and Eddie ASAP I’m going feral over seeing clips of eddies laugh it’s giving me the worst cuteness aggression

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the office objects do get a bit quirky at night...

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I'm baaaaack from my trip 👀

Meaning it's back to business. It's time to finish this fic and write some Date Everything Headcanons 🫡

I'm leaving this morning to go on a mini vacation to visit family over the weekend, so please accept this crumb of a sneak peek while I'm out of town from the EPIC fic that I'm ALMOST done with. I PROMISE

Here's a sneak peek of the EPIC fic 👀

(Telemachus' turn)

“Oho, Telemachus,” Athena chortles from the sidelines, “I don’t think you want to drag me into this.”

“I don’t know, Athena. I think he’s really asking for it.”

“Nohoho! I’m nohohohot! It’s just– Shehehehe started it!”

Odysseus fakes a gasp. “Did my ears deceive me or is he asking for a challenge?”

“Your ears are working perfectly, Odysseus.” Athena steps forward. She locks her fingers together and stretches her hands out. “Move over.”

“H-hohohohold on!!!” Telemachus almost screams. “AthenaAAAAH!” the prince barely has a chance to speak before he squeals from Athena squeezing his hips.

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(Odysseus' turn)

“Because you do understand what happens to you if you do, yes?” Athena wiggles her fingers at the king. Athena takes another step closer.

Odysseus squirms backwards, bracing himself already as Athena approaches. “N-No! I- Athena! S-Stay ba–AHACK!” While Odysseus was distracted by the impending goddess, Telemachus pushed his hands aside and finally scribbled at a pair of his ribs, making the king burst out with all the laughter he was stashing away.

“Yes! We got him!” Telemachus celebrates. He dodges around his father’s grabbing hands to scribble further around his ticklish spots.

“Nice sneak attack, Telemachus,” Athena praises.

The prince briefly smiles up at her. “Thank you, Athena. I learned from the best.”

“Hehehehello?! Giggling king ohohohon the floor hehehehere! Re-hehehe– Remember?!”

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(Athena's turn)

“Odysseus! Don’t you even think–EEEK!” Athena kicks her legs and tries to knock Odysseus off of her as he scribbles into her stomach and ribs. Her giggles fly from her mouth and she flails her free arm at him as much as she can, while momentarily covering her face with her other hand before dropping it and trying to use it to help defend herself.

Telemachus’ eyes sparkle. “No way!? Athena is ticklish too!?” 

“Yep. It’s not just mortals who are ticklish– immortals like gods and goddesses can be ticklish too,” the king punctuates his sentence with a grin.

“Youhohohou just gohohot a luhuhuhucky shot!” 

Odysseus ignores her claim. “You see Telemachus, in order to pin the goddess of war, you need to get her on her side so that one arm is trapped to the ground. Now you have two hands— one to grab her free hand when she tries to shove you away, and the other is free to attack!” Odysseus demonstrates by grabbing Athena’s wrist in one hand and skittering across her sides with the other— showing her that he’s taking clear advantage of her so-called ‘lucky shot.’ The goddess cackles even louder than before.

Odysseus smiles at his son, “Care to join me, Telemachus?”

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Date Everything Tickle Headcanons!

My first headcanons on the blog! 👀 Date Everything has been taking over my mind lately and my brain is cooking up ideas as I play, so what better way to share some of those ideas with headcanons! These are very biased towards Johnny Splash even though Chance is my honorary husband, but I need to see my silly singing shower be given the sillies.

Here are headcanons for Johnny Splash, Cabrizzio, Chance, Dorian, and Maggie!

Johnny Splash:

He’s like the annoying little brother of the house. Others don’t like his singing, but his laughter? Well, that’s universally agreed to be music to their ears. They’ll tell him to stop singing, Johnny disagrees and says he needs to practice, so the next best option is to tickle him until he’s too exhausted to sing for the rest of the day, or until he surrenders.

One would think that with the amount of times it’s happened, Johnny would know that everyone resorts to tickling him, but somehow it takes him by surprise every time.

He tries to shout frantic warnings with some of his many similes, but it just backfires and works against him. - “If you tickle me, I’ll be squirmin’ like a soggy dog shakin’ its tail after it's been way too close to a fire!” *Johnny realizes that saying that just makes them want to tickle him more.* “I- I mean, wait! Don’t think about that!”

He has giggles that are bouncy and fluctuate in pitch. They start off all squeaky, but the longer he’s tickled, the deeper and louder his laughter will get, and his laughter can definitely reach full belly laughs. When he knows he’s loud, he’ll blush and try to hide his face in his shoulders.

Johnny is very squirmy, just like he warned. He’s like a cat trying to wriggle out of being given a bath. He flails his limbs around and takes a defensive route more than an offensive one. 

He’s ticklish just about everywhere, but the upper part of his ribs are extra ticklish. Unfortunately for him, a lot of the objects around the house know this.

Jean Loo takes advantage of it all of the time (I see them with sibling energy lol). If Johnny tries to run, Jean Loo will easily scoop him up in his arms and lift Johnny off the ground, all while Johnny wiggles and giggles from Jean Loo tickling his ribs and sides. The “worst” part is, Jean Loo sometimes announces to the whole house that he caught Johnny:  - Jean Loo: “Come look at zis everyone! Our very own shower is gracing us with a performance!”

After he’s served his “punishment,” Johnny usually pouts and gets all flustered after, but there’s a little part of him that enjoys the fun that comes out of it.

On occasion, he’ll fight back if he thinks he has a chance. If he gets the opportunity, he'll pounce at his opponent and try to get in as many ticklish hits as he can before he’s taken down, grinning the whole time as he enacts his revenge. Most of the time though, he doesn’t get the chance to fight back, or his upper hand doesn’t last long. The man knows he’s too ticklish for his own good.

With his romantic partner, however, he loves to snuggle, nuzzle, and rub his head into his partner’s neck like a cat to tickle them. He actually loves soft tickles himself, and the light touches when his partner plays with his curls. He’s also a fan of cheer up tickles, especially the gentle ones when his partner is just getting him to giggle and smile, or if he’s getting them to smile.

As a ler, he’s full of teases. To his friends, he’ll gloat about being able to take the advantage: - “Seems I was too strong for you to handle, huh?” - “Looks like this here jackrabbit is too quick for you!” 

To his romantic partner though, he’ll purposely sweet talk them with “Darlin’” while teasing them: - “What’s the matter, darlin’? You’re wigglin’ like a snake on the dance floor caught with the spotlight on ‘em.”

Cabrizzio:

LEE LEE LEE LEE. After his CANON line of “I always loved this phrase, tickled… I giggle and twist in the warm light of your interest,” this man will never beat the lee allegations. He loves it because it makes people smile, laugh, and feel joy—three things that he deeply cares about.

He’s most ticklish around his ribs and back, but other spots like his belly, sides, and neck get good reactions out of him too.

His favorites are gentle tickles and cuddly tickles.

Sometimes, if his romantic partner is tickling him, he'll grab one of their hands as if he was defending himself, but he’ll lace his fingers with theirs and hold their hand as he giggles away, melting like gelato on a hot sunny day.

His touch is very soft when providing tickles to his romantic interest. He just wants to see them smile and giggle to their heart’s content. If he’s distracted by soaking in how lovely and beautiful his partner is though, he can be easily taken off guard with a few squeezes to his sides.

👏Tickly kisses 👏 Once he finds out that his stubble can be a tickly weapon, he will use it. That is, again, unless he gets tickled in the process, causing him to freely giggle into the crook of his partner’s neck.

It’s hard not to smile when hearing his laugh. It’s bright and bubbly, with little instances of wheezes and squeakiness here and there.

He’s one to compliment someone when he’s tickling them, especially his romantic partner. - “Your smile is lovely, Amore.” - “Your laugh, it is an honor to be listening to it’s wonderful song. I could bask in it all day like the most beautiful sunrise.” 

Of course, he calls his romantic partner, “Amore,” but he’ll get butterflies and a blush will spread across his cheeks if his partner uses his own words against him while he’s being tickled.

Cabrizzio: “Amohohohore!” Player: “Oh, more? Of course, Cabrizzio. I thought you’d never ask.” *Cabrizzio keeps giggling in a flustered loss for words*

On rare occasions, he’ll get into one sided tickle fights with his friends, mostly Daisuke. Usually, Cabrizzio will poke him to see him smile, or tickle him to cheer him up if Daisuke is feeling down. Or, Cabrizzio will be teasing him about the placement of his dishware (or even his love life), and Daisuke will ‘teach him a lesson.’ Cabrizzio will be giggling on the floor in seconds.

Chance:

So, so giggly. Even before he’s tickled. The anticipation itself makes him laugh. He’ll flush and be stunned by the mere mention of it if it’s targeted towards him.

His tummy is his most ticklish spot, but his entire torso is pretty ticklish.

He loves being types of “monsters” with his romantic partners, which is when he throws his arms out to the side of his head and curls his fingers into claws to act like a beast shouting out a roar. His voice goes a little deeper to match the role. And, of course, he does the tickle monster too. - “Look out! Here comes the cuddle monster!” - “This hug monster wants a hug!”

When he’s playing his “monster” role, he looms over his lover to be silly, but a quick scribble to his ribs each time sends his arms crashing to his sides and curling them close to himself. Sometimes when he does his “monster roar,” it’s almost like he’s asking for those quick tickle moments. He thinks it’s cute that his partner “defeats” his monster by tickling him, and he knows it makes them happy.

Chance is someone who curls himself up when he’s tickled. He’ll compact himself to leave less ticklish surface area, like scrunching his shoulders to his neck, bending his knees to his chest and curling his core forward like he’s doing a sit up. While rolling himself into a ball, he playfully bats at the hands that are tickling him.

His laugh is like an unstoppable stream of giggles and giddiness that pour from his mouth, but they’re always full of joy and bright energy that’s infectious. If Chance is tickled, there’s a high chance (haha, see what I did there?) that anyone around him will be chuckling with him too.

He plays along with any G&G related teases that are thrown his way. He’ll keep it going like an adventure in a one-shot (for as long as he can handle being tickled), if the one tickling him is also continuing the story. 

Player: “And then the dragon pounces onto the warrior and uses its claws to tickle him!” Chance: “AH! A critical hihihit!!!” Player: “The dragon takes another swipe, this time at the warrior’s belly!” Chance: EEK! I use-hehehe my armor to curl into a bahahahall!”

When it’s Chance’s turn to throw the teases, he doesn’t hold back. His storyteller voice will make an appearance. He may occasionally break character in order to admire the joy emanating from his partner: - “The warrior, free from the clutches of the dragon, strikes with his mighty fingers to scribble into the dragon’s sides! The dragon shrieks as the ticklishness pulses through their scales, giggling helplessly, but also very happily, in the warrior’s clutches. And may I just say that those giggles are just the cutest?”

His tickles are more playful, like adding squeezes and a bit of pressure to his wiggling fingers, but he always makes sure that he’s gentle enough for who he’s tickling.

He enjoys initiating tickle fights with his romantic partner. With friends though, he’s not the one who usually initiates it, except with Parker; that’s usually when Parker or Chance are making a game out of challenging one another and they both end up in a tickle-filled tussle.

Dorian:

There’s a moment in the game when he says, “If my arms are crossed, that means you’re not getting through.” You know what that means? 😏 That’s right! Tickle him so he opens up!

The game says his laugh is “like a robot attempting to imitate laughter,” so he has pauses in-between his laughs. They’re hardy belly laughs of “Ha ha ha”s strung together, that also pick up a little in speed if he’s being tickled.

He’s not the ticklish out of all the objects in the house, but still ticklish enough to where some big laughs can spill out of him.

He’s most ticklish around the sides of his body—all the way from the sides of his feet, to the sides of his torso, underarms, and to his ears—like the hinges of a door.

He’s the type to act tough at first; he’ll hold in his laughter, unmoving, and pretend he’s not ticklish (even if someone already knows he’s ticklish), and he can hold his own for a while, but subtle twitches from unexpected pokes and his quivering smile will show that it’s working. He’ll only let his friends or his romantic partner the chance to even try and see this side of him though.

It’s hard to take him by surprise since he’s always on the lookout for any signs of trouble, but it’s not impossible. Usually, a group of his friends working together can get him to drop his guard just enough to sneak attack him.

Once a sneak attack hits, it’s hard for Dorian to hold in his laughter. Honestly, he probably lets it out right away as a reward for his friends for taking him off guard.

He doubles over when he’s tickled and wraps his arms around his stomach as he laughs. He’s usually strong enough to stay on his feet and twist away from the tickles, but if he’s sent crashing to the floor, and or his friends are piled on top of him, he’s down for the count and will giggle there until he surrenders or calls for a truce.

If he’s the one tickling though, run. This man takes no prisoners. He’ll be gentle though, of course, but he’ll also teach someone a lesson. - “Aww, what’s the matter? Is someone a little ticklish?” - “Where do you think you’re going? You’re not getting through me.”

For instance, Maggie and Skylar wanted to find out if Dorian was ticklish. It led to them both on the floor losing a 2 versus 1 tickle fight. They got their answer though, at least.

Dorian doesn’t initiate any tickle fights, really, but he’ll definitely continue one if they come after him first.

With his romantic partner, he acts pretty much the same, except that he’ll drop his guard a little more around them and allow them to hear his laugh freely instead of him trying to hold it in.

Maggie:

She’s more of a partner in crime than someone who would actually be the one tickling. She would rather be a bystander to the chaos involved, and throw out little pointers here and there to assist. Maggie has heard all sorts of hints and talk around the house about who’s ticklish and where they’re ticklish that she can bring to the table:  - “You know, I’ve heard from Jean Loo that Johnny is super ticklish on his ribs. Try there!” - “I don’t have any evidence other than rumors, but I’ve heard from Daisuke that Cabrizzio is secretly ticklish!” - “Hmm, interesting… There was definitely a higher influx of laughter when you tickled Dorian’s sides! Keep aiming for that spot!”

She usually only tickles someone if one of two things happens— 1) She’s trying to gather the truth from one of her friends, and she uses tickling as a method of persuasion. 2) She decides to team up with another person, or multiple objects, if it looks like everyone is having fun and she wants to join in on that fun.

When she’s tickling someone, she speaks about her observations out loud, inadvertently teasing them. Sometimes she exaggerates her observations to tease them on purpose. - “My goodness! I did not expect you to have such a ticklish belly.” - “These ribs are extremely ticklish! How do you function?” - “Your shoulders moving to your ears indicates that your neck is ticklish!” 

Her go-to method of tickling is skittering her fingers, so she’s speedy and is always jumping to different spots, making her hands hard to catch.

She’s great at spotting when someone is lying, so she’s great at spotting when someone’s lying about being ticklish, or trying to hide their ticklishness. She’ll call them out on their lies. - “If you weren’t ticklish, then your eyes wouldn’t be shifting to the left every time I ask you!” - “I see a wobbly smile on your face, don’t deny it!”

When she’s tickled though, she’s adorably squeaky, like the cartoon-ish squeak a towel makes when it’s cleaning off glass. She’ll kick out her legs and ball up both of her fists to cover her mouth, or slap her hands to her mouth, as she giggles through her fingers. If she’s wearing her hat, she will pull her hat down to hide her face, but her smile and the blush on her cheeks can still be seen from under her hat. 

A few snorts will be mixed in with her laughter, and if she’s not blushing or covering her face by then, then she definitely will after she knows she let out a snort. She covers her face after a snort more like a reflex rather than being embarrassed by it.

She’s the most ticklish on her underarms, but the back of her knees are a close second.

When she’s tickled by her romantic partner, she’ll hide her face less, allowing them to see her smile and her blush as red as her hair. 

When tickling her romantic partner, she’ll admire them and their laughter. She’ll tease them a bit, but she’ll be more smitten by how adorable they are that she'll be cooing sweetly at them most of the time. Sometimes all she says is “Aww…” as she smiles at them.

She loves bumping foreheads with her partner and being close to them. If she’s laughing, or her partner is laughing, touching their foreheads together allows them to share a laugh with one another, like they’re transferring their happiness from one person to the next.

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I wondered why Chance my D20 and Dishy my dishwasher would interact with one another...

I found my answer and I was not disappointed 😭

Video / Spoilers for Dishy's storyline below:

Every time I play, the game keeps getting better and better and giving me more reasons to love it Lol

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Update: It was so worth it 😭

Screenshots / Spoilers for Dishy's storyline below:

I would share the video here too but the reblog won't allow it, so it's a necessity that I share the chaos of the videos in a separate post Lol

Slight / very minor spoilers right BEFORE realizing Chance in Date Everything

Who was going to tell me I need to be friends with my DISHWASHER of all things before I can get my D20 to be a human 😭

LET ME HAVE CHANCE, PLEASE

I was so excited to realize him and then BAM, Dishy jump scare Lol. I think I can still realize Chance without getting Dishy to be friends with me, but I want to try. My curiosity is also piqued as to why Dishy would be talking with Chance

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Slight / very minor spoilers right BEFORE realizing Chance in Date Everything

Who was going to tell me I need to be friends with my DISHWASHER of all things before I can get my D20 to be a human 😭

LET ME HAVE CHANCE, PLEASE

I was so excited to realize him and then BAM, Dishy jump scare Lol. I think I can still realize Chance without getting Dishy to be friends with me, but I want to try. My curiosity is also piqued as to why Dishy would be talking with Chance

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GUYS GUYS GUYS! LISTEN TO “Cute Giggle No. 2.”

IT IS PRIME FIC MATERIAL

CAN YOU MAKE A COMPILATION OF ALL CHANCE'S LAUGHS AND GIGGLES PRETTY PLEASE 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

sure!!!! (apologies if i missed a few, chancey has atleast 1,711 voicelines and i am on vacation, meaning that i sadly don't have enough time to dig through them all to find chancey's giggles and laughs </3)

(this is also the maximum amount of audio clips i can upload for the day, so apologies :()