#I will never stop talking about wiggly’s giggle

[rotteneldritchhorror]

I feel like it’s very indicative of my personality that I’m pretty sure my favourite characters from the hatchetfield are Richie Lipschitz and sir Wiggog Y’Wrath

A pathetic little meow meow trans-coded cringefail weeb who dies tragically

And a cthulu-esque god of wrath who speaks uwu, has tentacles, uses capitalism to incite a violent apocalypse, comes in adorable plushie form AND a tumblr sexyman form and giggles like a maniac

[alexielve]

HELLO EVERYONE!! This is a bit late but Merry Christmas! This year, I got @woollymutt for the squealing santa event, sooo I hope you enjoy your gift! Thank you for hosting this event again Hypah! @squealing-santa

Pairing: Miles x Hobie (PLATONIC !!)

Warnings: This is a tickle fic, if it's not your cup of tea keep scrolling!!

Being spiderman was never easy, whether it was saving whole dimensions from collapse or being shoved against a train violently and being told you were a mistake. Miles definitely could say he wasn't fond of his job, but hey, it's what had to be done. In between all that, there was definitely an added bonus to having the abilities he did, like having to run from a very annoyed Hobie who was chasing after him.

"MILES. GET BACK HERE YOU BRAT"

"WAIT- Wait Hobie let's talk about this yea?"

If you're wondering what got Miles into this situation, let me enlighten you. Earlier that day, Miles and Hobie were hanging out in his Hobie's dimension (It's the perfect place for crashing, can you blame him?) and unbeknownst to him, he had eaten something Hobie was waiting on eating all day.

"YOU ATE MY BLOODY FOOD MAN, GET BACK HERE."

"I DIDN'T KNOW IT WAS YOURS I SWEAR! I'M SORRY!"

The chase had started at least ten minutes ago, but no matter what Miles did and no matter how many sharp corners he bent, he could never seem to get Hobie off his tail.

"MAN CMON I'M SORRY I'LL GET YOU MORE- Wait huh?"

Miles paused mid swing, and landed on a roof, with no sign of Hobie at all. Sighing with relief, he took a seat and laid back, closing his eyes.

"Finally, not being chased by that annoying, angry brit."

"What was that mate?"

Miles jumped and opened his eyes, screaming slightly as Hobie immediately pinned him down before he could escape.

"How did-"

"I was here the whole time, don't question it. Now what were you saying about me being an annoying, angry brit?"

Miles squirmed and smiled nervously, seeing how Hobie's face had a mischievous but still mildly annoyed grin on it.

"Wait- Wait Hobie I swear- I'm sorry man cmohon-"

Hobie huffed at Miles' frantic squirming and pleading, but in response, he only switched their positions so that he held Miles in his lap, lowering his hands closer and closer to the younger spider's tummy.

"Your sorries won't get it back, and I think I deserve some revenge for you calling me annoying yea?"

With that, Hobie dropped his hands, drilling deep into the muscle of Miles' tummy.

"sHIHIHIT- HOHOBIHIE IHIM SOHOHORRY-"

"Yes yes I know, I want to see you laugh as well so you're stuck until I get bored. Who's a ticklish little spider Miles? I think you are with how much you're laughing~"

Miles went red at the teases and laughed harder, thrashing in Hobie's hold, but no matter how much he squirmed, Hobie had a solid hold on him.

"Stop squirming mate jeez, you're more like a wiggly snake than a spider."

Hobie chuckled and switched to squeezing and pinching at Miles' sides, drawing out sweet giggles from the younger.

"IhIhI proHohOmiHihise- IhIhi wohOhon't stEheheaL yOhour foHoHOod-"

"Yea? Good~ Now onee last thing~"

"WAIT NOHO- NO- HOBIHIHIHIE-"

Miles threw his head back as he burst into loud cackles, caused by the continous onslaught of raspberries that were being blown on his neck.

"Okay okay I'll stop now, you're so ticklish."

Hobie chuckled as he paused, allowing Miles to curl up into a ball, still giggling from the residual tingles.

"So have you learnt your lesson?"

"Don't steal food unless I really need it."

Miles laughed as he ran off again, jumping and swinging away from where they were.

"OH YOU BRAT COME BACK HERE."

[gaybananabread]

stop I love bh6 and there's like no tickle content for it😭😭 I absolutely loved your tadashi and hiro hcs🥹

perhaps some baymax tk hcs?👀👀

or anyone else in rhe gang lmao idm😭

you don't have to do this if you don't wanna!!🙌🏼

₊✩‧₊˚౨Nerd Squad & Baymax Tkl Headcanonsৎ˚₊✩‧₊

~AN: Fufufu thank you! And I KNOW, it's criminal how little BH6 tickle content there is! I plan on changing that. (⁠◡⁠ ⁠ω⁠ ⁠◡⁠) Guess who got indecisive? I've been wanting to do stuff for everybody anyway, so might as well do it now! Super long cuz I did everyone so be prepared. (ミ⁠●⁠﹏⁠☉⁠ミ) Thanks for requesting Anon!~

🩹Baymax🩺

General:

Robo boy, so not ticklish

He does tickle others though, so ler by default.

Might pretend something tickles just to seem like he gets it or to try and empathize with Hiro

On low battery mode, if prompted, will spill all of Hiro’s worst spots.

Ler:

It feels like a certain someone would have programmed him with a special scan to locate said spots…but shhh you didn't hear it from me.

He believes that the laughter it produces can help boost moods, and according to the Internet, it can! 

So a few little medicinal cheer-up sessions aren't a rare occurrence in their group.

As I've said before, he was definitely given some little nails/quill tips that can pop out of his fingers on one hand to tickle his patients

Will occasionally tease, but it's super minimal. He likes to make his lee laugh just hard enough to make them feel better, no more and no less (unless they ask!)

“On a scale of 1 to 10, how would you rate this tickle spot?” “Your blood pressure is rising: that must be why your cheeks are so rosy.” “Most people are quite ticklish here. How about you?”

Amazing aftercare: water, lollies, praise and hugs if the lee wants them.

🏍️GoGo🗲

General:

She gives ler-leaning switch. Like she loves getting her friends, but the occasional squeeze or poke-fest wouldn't upset her

She never lies, so she wouldn't outright deny that she likes it. She would, however, dodge the question or attack the asker until they forget their name.

They'd be a giggly mess in seconds if they press it

Ler:

Such a meanie/hj

GoGo’s got a rougher style, preferring to firmly squeeze and claw her lee's poor spots. Loves seeing their red, dumbstruck expressions as they laugh their heads off.

She can go softer if need be, but definitely prefers belly laughter to giggles

Does tease, though it's in this monotone, observational way. Smug look, dull voice. 

“Damn, didn't think you'd be that ticklish here. Then again, I don't think you did either.” “Snorts, huh? That's pretty adorable, just saying.” “It must really tickle if you're begging that much. I didn't hear a ‘stop’, though.”

Lee:

Doesn't happen often, but she will get lee moods. Mainly when she accidentally walks in on a tickle fight.

Not super ticklish, but a select few spots will kill her.

Thighs are her worst spot and get the loudest snort-laughs you can imagine. After that, there's mainly just giggle zones. Sides, underarms, calves, and knees get little squeaks if you've got nails.

If you do manage to wreck her, be ready: she's big on revenge tickles (•` ⁠ω `•⁠)

⚗️Honey Lemon🍬

General:

Switch for sure; I'd say 50/50. She's always ready to cheer up her friends, whether it be by giving or receiving some silly affection (⁠ ⁠ꈍvꈍ⁠)

Super chill about liking it. Honey is honest to herself and her friends about her likes and boundaries. If someone talks about liking it, she'll playfully support them.

(And, depending on their mood, help them with a first proper session)

Lee:

The purest giggles and laughter known to humankind

GoGo can vouch for it: Honey's laugh can brighten pretty much anyone's day.

She tries not to, though she's definitely a squirmer. Will kick her legs and flap her hands to try and keep from pushing the ler away.

Absolutely adores tickle hugs! If she happens to be having a hard day, a few wiggly fingers in a warm embrace will cheer her right up! ♡⁠(⁠Ӧ⁠ｖ⁠Ӧ⁠｡⁠)

Her worst spots are her underarms, followed by her knees and belly button. 

Besides that, basically a walking tickle spot; wiggling fingers almost anywhere get her squeaking.

Gets lee moods pretty often; she'll stretch a lot more, and sometimes just sit near GoGo with her arms above her head. Her friends get the message.

Ler:

Such a soft ler, so sweet and affectionate

Will giggle along with her lee, and loves giving out sweet praises. 

“Aww, I love your laugh! It's so cute!” “Oh my goodness, your cheeks are the color of my Gum-buns!” “You really like this spot, huh? I'll give it some extra love, just for you!”

She'd be the kind of girl to carry a clean make-up brush specifically for that reason. Drag it along a palm, sneakily flutter it along a sad friend's neck and ears… Opportunities are endless!

Checks in with them every few minutes, just to make sure her lee is still having fun.

“You need a breather, friend?” “It's okay to take a quick break. Don't worry; I promise I'll come right back to this spot when you catch your breath!”

🧴Wasabi🔧

General:

While he's usually pretty touch adverse, he can enjoy tickling. He's just gotta be in the right mood and around the right people.

He gives me heavy lee-leaning vibes; he might tickle someone on occasion, like Hiro. 

His friends respect his boundaries, and always make sure to ask before trying anything touch-related with him.

Lee:

When he does get a lee mood, most of his friends can point it out pretty easily. He'll smile more, twist his fingers and flinch at the smallest touches. 

It's obvious, but they don't touch him until he shows he wants them to. That normally means a muttered ask, or more commonly, “the look.”

He'll meet their eyes for just a second before looking away, a small blush on his cheeks as he tries and fails to speak any human language. That's all they need to get started.

Even though he clearly asked for the tickles, he refuses to react at first. He's too sensitive to stay totally silent, but he tries.

Bubbly, restrained giggles. He'll bite his lip like there's no tomorrow, curling into himself. It's pretty adorable to watch

Eventually, when he does crack, he just lets himself go loose. Loud laughter, squeaks, and eventually little hiccups. 

Worst spot is his ribs, though he melts at his arms and palms being tickled. 

Ler:

Again, rare, but it happens.

His lee will almost always be Hiro, though occasionally he'll get Fred if he's being annoying.

He's a soft ler: never wants to go too far. Unless directly asked for, he's gentle and almost teasing with the touch.

He'll mumble little notes as he explores his lee's spots (even if he already knows about them)

“So, your sides are worse than your neck, but not as bad as your armpits? Interesting…” “Okay, thighs are pretty ticklish…oh, a snort. Cute.”

Wasabi knows exactly what he's doing; he just likes hearing the complaints his comments cause.

🦖Fred💥

General:

The most switch energy everrrrrrrr

Like hello? He's so chill on everything; imagine him in a tickle fight! Can either be horrifying or adorable, depending on what mood he's in.

The silly boy would have no problem admitting he likes it! He’ll tease his friends occasionally, abusing his “can confidently say the t-word at any time” powers.

Lee:

Literal walking tickle spot

Any poke or squeeze anywhere gets him giggling and twisting like a little kid. He doesn't get embarrassed by it: he owns it.

Worst spot would probably be his feet or hips. Those get him cackling, though most other places aren't that far of a drop.

If he's in a lee mood, he'll just flop in the closest person's lap and raise his arms. Besides a few eye-rolls and amused chuckles, it seems to work pretty well for him.

Unrestrained, super giddy and bright laughter. Definitely lights up a room (⁠✿⁠^⁠‿⁠^⁠)

Ler:

Most conniving little shit to ever walk the Earth.

He'll wiggle his fingers, sneak little pokes at his friends’ sides, and squeeze the word “tickle” into every sentence.

Favorite target is Honey Lemon. She always plays along with his silliness, and he loves hearing her laugh. 

If she's in the right mood, though, GoGo will actually let him tickle her. That's gotta be one of his favorite activities, though it rarely happens.

He'll tease the hell out of his lee. Anything he can think of, he'll use.

“You're a really squirmy-worm, dude. It's cute!” “If I poke heeeere, and squeeze heeeere, then- yep, tickly laughter!” “Man, I wish I had the tickle belt from Captain Fancy’s Special Issue: the Feather Fiend. It'd look so good on you!”

He'll go until they really tell him to stop, but afterwards, he'll take them to their favorite restaurant and have a movie marathon. 

[sirianasims]

Chapter 42

Mind The Gap

“Hailey, can you start on the cookies?”

“Sure, mom.”

My mother’s movements were precise and efficient as she and Hailey moved around the kitchen like choreographed dancers, measuring, stirring, and chopping.

“Mom, the table is done. Anything else I can do?”

She shook her head. “No thanks, sweetie, I think Hailey and I can take it from here.” My mother knew better than to let me cook anything more advanced than cup noodles.

Hailey turned to me.

“Actually, could you go check on Grayson? It sounds like he’s still awake.”

I went to the living room and picked up my wiggly nephew. He cooed happily when he saw me.

“Hi, Gray-Gray! Look, it’s your favourite aunt! At least until your grandpa brings aunt Ivy back from the airport.”

The living room was littered with toys and baby stuff. Hailey and her husband Mark lived just around the corner, and spent almost as much time here as they did at their own house.

On the coffee table, yet another gossip magazine speculated wildly about Paul Romeo’s new fling. The picture of us outside his hotel had been everywhere for the past two weeks, and it had almost stopped bothering me every time I saw it. The writings still hurt, though.

“You should be glad you can’t read, Gray-Gray. You’re already busy eating and pooping and sleeping, you don’t need to also worry about silly people calling you a gold-digger or saying that you’re just a child playing dress-up.”

He giggled and blew a spit bubble, and I felt a surge of affection for him.

“I know, right? Some of them even say nasty things about your uncle Paul too. Or, well – he’s not really your uncle, but maybe some day…”

I paused. I hadn’t really spent much time thinking about what ‘some day’ would look like. Would Paul ever want to get married? Have kids? Most people his age had a family by now. What if he wanted kids soon? We never talked about it.

Grayson sleepily tried to grab a tiny fistful of my hair. I moved it out of reach and began rocking him again.

“You’re a good listener, Gray-Gray,” I muttered softly. “And very cute. But you need to sleep so you won’t be cranky during dinner.”

I rocked him for a while. Outside, the powdery snowflakes danced in the wind while I listened to his breathing, deep and steady. When I was sure he was asleep, I put him in his crib and flopped down on the couch to check my phone. No new texts.

I ignored the angry red dots telling me I had 99+ notifications on most of my social media. At least they didn’t have my phone number. My friends and family knew to only text or call me directly by now.

My phone vibrated in my hand, and I checked it eagerly. Marten wished me a happy Winterfest.

I reacted to his last message with a heart and put the phone down. I liked Marten, we sometimes played games online when he wasn’t too busy with his studies. I was glad that he still wanted to be my friend even though he probably had something else in mind when he asked for my number, but it was Paul I really wanted to hear from.

Grayson was still sleeping peacefully, and I could hear my mother and Hailey talking and laughing, their voices mixing with the clatter of pots and pans coming from the kitchen. The delicious smells from the food and the ever-present scent of pine enveloped me and I was almost drifting off when my phone vibrated again.

This time it was Paul, saying he’d be calling in ten minutes or so.

I leapt up from the couch to put on something warmer. I wasn’t really supposed to go outside alone, but I didn’t feel like talking to him around my family, and I doubted any paparazzi would be spending Winterfest freezing their butts off in case I left the house.

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[lumerix]

BOISVERT TKL HCS PT 2!!

As promised here’s part 2 of Boisvert tickle hcs for all the Boisvert tkl community fans (maybe) out there. ENJOY.

COMPLEX 

LER

SUPER TEASY

Finds your spots all the time!!

Thinks his Lee’s laughter are adorable so he doesn’t stop tickling you for a while.

Tickled the shit outta Dogtooth while they were fighting (my au)

Does it a lot even with all of those hands.

Goes for the sides, belly, neck, or ribs.

He wouldn’t pin you down often since he’s somewhat gentle.

Will let you rest for a few minutes like 15-13

And especially laughs along with you!!

LEE

100% on the ticklish spectrum!!!

  Man cannot stand teases either!

  He’s super wiggly when tickled and his arms flail around so be careful not to get hit.

  His laugh is super bubbly and joyful!

His most ticklish spots are his sides, and palms of his hands.

LOVES IT and will never ask you to stop until he falls asleep.

  Doesn’t like getting pinned down much.

Likes to get hugged and tickled at the same time.

He’s also a worm :3

ANGEL

LER

Look at him. Look. LOOK. AT. HIM. 

  You cannot tell me that this fucker hasn’t tickled anyone EVER!?!?

  He looks like a fucking merciless ler.

  Absolute teaser and a master at tickling.

  Definitely has tickled Room once or twice!

  Will say things like “Oh~ is this a good spot?” or “Is the little human scared of being tickled~?” With a cheesy smirk.

  Pokes and prods at first but then starts to go faster until he’ll eventually start going crazy and tickle you all over.

  Goes for your most sensitive spots on your body.

Likes the sound of his lee’s laughter (he finds it entertaining)

(Add on: He also uses his hands to tickle the life outta you :3 )

LEE

Hmmm… possibly on a scale of 90%?.. nah nah… let’s go with 99%!

Screechy and squirmy when being tickled

He blocks himself with his hands or arms.

He’s super sensitive on his ribs and will immediately try pushing you away once you touch them.

Somewhat likes it but at some point he’ll change his mind again and again.

He barley can handle sneak attacks so he’ll have his eye on you while your near him.

Will scream and “cry out” once you get him pinned down.

He’ll beg and plead for mercy but he knows you won’t give a fuck.

A very bubbly and soft laugh.

COVENANT

LER

He looks like he’ll give you mercy??? Maybe??\?\

He’s very gentle and soft with his tickling and won’t do it hard.

Giggles along with you.

Will first cuddle or snuggle close to you in order to attack.

Loves hearing your laugh!

Blows raspberries on your neck a lot of times! (Even though he has no mouth and his head is made of paper)

Thinks your squirming is cute.

Likes to tease and hug you about your sensitivity.

Talks in a childish voice in order to make you more flustered.

LEE:

SUPER TICKLISH

  Isn’t fond of being tickled but still finds it enjoyable.

  He finds it very rare for him to be tickled or even laugh.

  He has super high pitched laugh and it sounds like a tea kettle.

  He usually can sense that a person is about to tickle him.

  Motherfucker will not stay still for a second and will squeal once you lay a finger on him.

  His stomach is the most sensitive, so are his armpits.

  He will run away once he hears a word that’s similar to “tickling” or mishears the word.

Does not like to get pinned down unless he’s in a lee mood.

Holay molaaay… I’m tired. Finally got this done and now my life is complete lol.

(I maybe will do T.O.E and T.B.O.P hcs soon so if u guys have any ideas just ask since ideas r free now!! ;)

Anyways hope this was enough!!! Have a great day!! 

[pro-crastinate17]

hello this will be a reaction to black friday starkid because i like to talk about the things i like

(it ended up only being act 1 bc it got super long lol)

ths is only my third time watching it and the first time was like. 2 years ago (the second time was only a few months ago but i didnt absorb enough or write this so here we go again)

will be VERY long btw

in the jingle when angelas sniggle says "we're the sniggles! don't be scared!" she winks when she says dont be scared. this is. foreshadowing :thumbsup:

never getting over "hes deep down in drowsy town, sleepng the dreamless sleep of the dead!"

also JAMES TOLBERT!!!!! his VOICE im so <3 [heart]

also oh my god im reading WAY too far into this but. "hes riding santas sleigh cause hes friends with all the elves" wigglys main allies are uncle wiley and linda monroe, who are played by joey and lauren, who both play elves in santa claus is going to high school!!!

OUGH i love the announcer whose voice is that?? it is reminiscent of big bill hells lol

"i wanted a salad, but now i have a child" never gets old lol. also the exposition in this scene is FLAWLESS mwah

THE LA DI DA DA DAY MOTIF IN THE BACKGROUND LMAO (it is definitely NOT a la di da da day)

"i do not get flashbacks!!! ...i remember bad things vividly." TOM IS SO ME CODED LOL

emma doing paul's "okay" thing gives me LIFE

DYLAN SAUNDERS APPRECIATION MOMENT i love tom houston so much i love dylan saunders oh my goodness gracious literally flawless acting !!! and his VOICE i cant even (also him holding up his hands like the steering wheel is such good foreshadowing for him having been the one driving!!)

tom is COMPLETELY unable to read sarcasm. tom houston autism confirmed. (/silly)

OK OK I KNOW that "bud" is a common way to refer to weed. however. lex smoking weed in hatchetfield and says "bud" specifically?? PERKYS BUDS REFERENCE!

the "to nordstrom? ah shiiit!" he sounds so canadian?? i cant be the only one hearing this lol what was that

COREY DORRIS APPRECIATION MOMENT!!!!! HIS VOICE HIS ACTING HES SOOOO <3 [heart] also the frank and uncle wiley interaction is SO FUNNY !!! and the condescension paired with calling lex "alexandra" is a rlly good way to make it obvious how icky frank is i love it

"honest?" "cross my heart, hope to die" BUT HE WAS LYING AND THEN HE DIES. I SEE WHAT YOU DID THERE STARKID

am i the only one whos curious about the gerald cinnabon story lmao. what did he DO that was so bad that gary goldstein attorney at law couldnt save him from the consequences?

"thats called a BRIBE and its ILLEGAL!!!" *skeptical look* "...or it SHOULD be." IM GIGGLING

im osrry the "my CHILDREN were accidents" line KILLS ME lmao. esp bc she literally IS making it everyone elses problem (by demanding 4 wigglys)!!

ik this fandom talks a lot about "stop crying gerald i wasnt talking to you" but i dont think we pay enough attention to lindas stanley monologue. like holy shit.

ALSO TOM TAKES THE SPOT BEHIND BECKY IN LINE AND DOESNT PAY ANYONE and no one even notces bc theyre all too busy gossiping lmao also what do you say is SUCH a good song aaaa!!! (why is the homeless man so invested on

"tHe YeArS hAvE pAsSeD"

FRANK MY BELOVED I LOOOVE OUR DOORS ARE OPEN

unrelated but i just noticed curt (the farmer who has peanuts the hatchetfield pocket squirrel during what if tomorrow comes) does not currently have peanuts the hatchetfield pocket squirrel! how does he come to be in possession of peanuts? was peanuts also drawn to wiggly (since he is canonically a sentient being?) what is really going on here? maybe this was the real conspiracy all along /silly

JEFF BLIM WIGGLY HANDS (also distinctly resembles the wiggly hands jon does as wiggly in npmd!!)

also feast or famine is an INCREDIBLE song like actually AAAAAA !!! chaos reigns!!!

is ethan wearing a kilt? or a skirt?? also him saying "more bad" instead of worse GIGGLE

tom scaring gary off just by looking scary is PEAK comedy i take no criticism

"aHhH yUmMy!!!!!"

"I HAVE A HAIR APPOINTMENT TODAAAAAAAAAY"

the resurgence of hello naughty list?? does sthat mean uncle wiley originally wanted lex to be the prophet. DOES THAT MEAN UNCLE WILEY ORIGINALLY WANTED LEX TO BE THE PROPHET.

i cant stop saying "i have pepper spray and i use it more than you can possibly imagine", also "ohh i dont know if you wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna wanna FUCK with me miss monroe" ITS SO SILLY

when he sings the little "why should you give when you can get" BE STILL MY HEART (i have gender envy for joey richter)

"all you gotta do is just do what you do best-" "SHOP." "-be a mother." "...right." I LOVE THEIR DYNAMIC.

"yEs I fUcKiNg SeE hIm"

i never noticed bob is a parody of obama lmao ALSO HIM COMFORTING WIGGLY AFTER HOWIE CALLS HIM A FUCKING WEIRD LITTLE MONSTER LMAO

"iLL bItE yOuR nIpPLe OfF"

the way the wiggly is damaged is NOT what wouldve happened from being shot. but thats ok bc its my babygirl general john macnamara <3 [heart]

MONSTERS AND MEN IS SO GOOD. I LOVE JEFFS VOICE SM JEFF BLIM APPRECATION MOMENT !!!!! also he looks Rigjt at the camera when he says "its nothing on your phone" GIGGLE

[ticklish-n-stuff]

Featherary day 6: Stubborn

Ok I can't be the only one who thought of the twins waking Rei up with tickles- JSJSKSDJJS

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Hinata x Yuta x Rei (platonic)

Lee: Rei

Lers: Hinata, Yuta

Warnings: Tickles!

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It was the day of the summit, the representatives from each agency were all gathered up to talk about the situation on hand... or just to argue, you never know with them.

Everyone was there, except for the assistant of Rhythm Link, Rei Sakuma. It was known by everyone that the vampiric male didn't go out much during the day, so it was most likely that he was still asleep.

As the assistants of Cospro, Hinata and Yuta decided to go wake him up themselves, plus this would give them an excuse to talk to their senpai.

They both snuck inside the brunnette's room, and as expected he was fast asleep. Hinata turned on the lights and then he and his brother stood beside their sleeping senpai.

"Psst, Sakuma-senpai, wake up~" Hinata whispered down, but that only caused Rei to let out a soft grumble and roll to the other side. The twins could't help but giggle at that.

Yuta then walked over to the other side of the bed and leaned down towards Rei's ear "Please wake up or you'll be late to the summit~".

Rei didn't like being part of those meetings, so of course he wouldn't get up so easily. He mushed his pillow against his face "...

The twins giggled once more as Hinata gave Yuta a knowing look. Yuta smirked as they both climbed onto the bed, sitting on either side of the brunnette.

"Sakuma-senpai, wake uuuuup~" Hinata sing-songed as he softly poked Rei's side, causing him to jolt at the touch.

Yuta smiled and followed his brother's lead, poking Rei's other side repeatedly "Wake up~ Wake up~".

"S-stop thahat...!" Rei let out a whine as he softly snickered into his pillow. Trying to squirm away from the offending hands, but regardless to where he moved, he was met with another fury of pokes.

"Only if you promise to go to the summit~" Hinata had a toothy grin on his face as he started to playfully poke at the vampire's stomach, while Yuta poked at his ribs now.

"B-but I don't wannahaha...!".

"Haha! You sound like a stubborn child~ C'mon, I'm sure the others are waiting for you~" Yuta tried to reassure him, but Rei only shook his head stubbornly through his giggles.

The twins rolled their eyes playfully as they both positioned their hands over the brunnette's torso.

"Just so you know, you asked for this~" Hinata teased as he and his brother started a countdown.

"3...

"2...

"...1!" they both chanted in unison as they playfully dug their fingers into whatever tickle spot they could reach.

Rei's pillow flew out of his hands, revealing his flushed cheeks and teary eyes, as he wheezed in laughter "GAH-! O-OKAY! I-I'LL GOHOHO!".

Wiggly fingers instantly stopped as the twins cheered in victory, dragging Sakuma out of his bed. Let's hope no one at the summit questions his flushed cheeks.

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Bro why are endings always so hard to write HELP-

[spacecadet-ticklesinspace]

ok this is really random but it just popped in my lil brain

Imagine the Peters chilling on the couch, and Peter 2 is sending One memes lol. One is holding his phone up on his tummy, so whenever it vibrates it tickles hIM AND HE JUST GIGGLES SJDGJKAKDH THEN TWO AND THREE CATCH ON AND ARE LIKE ☺️😂

THEN THEY CATCH HIM AND GIVE HIM ACTUAL TUM TICKLES AND RASPBERRIES EHEHEHEHE

I has a sentence starter based off of this idea ❤️“Oho my god, theheres no way.”

maybe two making fun of the fact he’s so easily tickled? :) lers! Two and Three and Lee one doyy

have a great day!! <3

I have an adorable idea of a drabble where Peter 1 receives some tummy nibbles because Peter 3 is hungry and Peter on is just loving it

(I had to put these two together! They were just too perfect together ❤️ I had a little too much fun writing this one 😅 and I hope you enjoy Anons! Have a great week! ❤️)

"Thehers no way!"

Peter 1 turned to Peter 3. "Whahat?"

Peter 3 reached forward and snagged his younger brother's phone.

"Hehey!"

Peter 3 pinned the youngest's arms before placing the phone back on One's stomach with just enough time to catch Peter 2 send another meme.

When the phone vibrated as Two's message was received, the youngest giggled and squirmed.

"There's no way!"

"What are you talking about?" Two asked.

Three grinned at his older brother. "Send more."

The oldest furrowed his eyebrows, but prepped another meme to send.

"Wahait!"

But Peter 2 sent the meme before he heard the youngest's request. The phone vibrated again, and Peter 1 giggled again.

Both older brothers beamed at the discovery.

"How did you find this out?" Two asked.

Three smirked. "I watched him do it."

The youngest turned bright red as both his older brothers turned their attention back on him.

"Is someone in need of some tummy tickles?" Two teased.

"M---m---mahaybe?" One replied as his face became even darker.

Both Peter 2 and 3 grinned.

The next sound out of One's mouth was a squeal as he was pulled up and across his brothers' laps. He giggled nervously as his shirt was rolled up.

"I don't know about you Two, but I am famished for tummy," Three teased.

"Whahat!"

Two chuckled. "I'll let you have the first taste dear brother."

"Why thank you brother."

Peter 1 squealed as Three nibbled at his tummy. The feeling of the nibbles were both torturous and amazing at the same time. They made ticklish tingles shoot across his tummy and his legs kick out.

"Aww, he's a kicker," Two teased.

One covered his face with his hands. The older two treated him like a little kid whenever they tickled him.

It's not that he minded, but it still flustered him just the same.

"Uh-oh, someone's blushy," Two cooed.

"SHUHUSH!"

"Then stop being so cute."

One snorted and flinched when Three nibbled near his side.

"Ooo, sweet spot," Three sang as he nuzzled into that same spot.

The youngest became a squealy wiggly mess as his older brother tortured his stomach. Then a snort slipped out.

"Awww" Peter 3 cooed into his younger brother's stomach "hi spider piggy."

One's blush darkened and his squirming grew from Three's teases.

Three lifted his head to grin at the blushy mess his younger brother had become. "Awww, wook at youw. Youwr the cuwtest wittwe wiggwe wowm, yes youw awre!"

"Shuhuhush!"

"Mowe wike giggwe wowm," Two added.

"Nohot yohou tohohwo!"

"Not until you stop being so cute." The oldest booped his younger brother's nose.

One groaned through his giggles, but the grin never left his face.

"Look at the cute little face too," Three cooed as he pinched One's cheek. "It's awl bwushy."

One groaned again and pouted. However, he squeaked when a hand rested on his tummy.

"His blush is probably from all the giggles trapped in his tummy," Two added.

"Oh no, what can we do!" Three played along.

"We have to give them a way to get out." Two placed one finger at the top of One's tummy. "And I know how to get them out."

"Oho noho."

Two's finger slid down the middle of One's tummy. "We have to make a little cut right here, and then wiggle into here to get them out."

One squealed loudly as Two's finger wiggled into his belly button. He then dissolved into a pile of squealy giggles.

"Lohook how many you got ohout," Three teased.

"I know, it must horrible for your poor tummy to hold them all in."

"NAHA! JEHERKS!"

"Jerks! And after everything we did to help your poor tummy? I am shocked," Three teased.

"Some people are just ungrateful like that," the oldest replied.

Suddenly, an evil idea crossed Two's mind. He playfully pulled on his finger. "Oh no! I think my finger is stuck."

"NOHO IHITS NAHAT!"

"Yes it is," Two teased as he bounced his finger up and down. "See how stuck it is. The giggles are keeping it trapped."

One squealed again.

"Don't worry!" Two exclaimed as he bent down. "I know how to get it loose."

The oldest blew one raspberry next to the youngest's belly button.

"AHH!"

Another one was blown under his belly button.

"NAHA!"

A third was blown on the other side of his belly button.

"EHHH!"

"Almost there." Two blew a fourth one above his belly button.

"PLEEEEE!"

"And one more."

The oldest quickly slid his finger out of One's belly button and blew a big raspberry into the youngest's belly button.

The loudest squeal yet left the youngest's mouth and his laughter bordered on silent.

"There we go. The giggles have let my finger go once more," Two teased.

Peter 1 responded by playfully shoving at the oldest.

"Aww," Two cooed while gently kissing his younger brother's nose.

"Someone's having fun," Three teased.

One covered his face again. He was having a blast.

"Now let's see." Two placed his hand back on the youngest's stomach. "Oh? Still seems like we have some giggles trapped in there."

"Don't worry little one!" Peter 3 wiggled his fingers. "My wiggle worm friends will get them out."

One squeaked and broke into light giggles as Three skittered his fingers across his stomach. The lighter tickles were more relaxing after the more intense tickles.

"See? My wiggle worm friends are finding all the hidden giggles," Three teased.

The youngest snorted.

"And the snorts," Two laughed.

"Meheanie!"

"I'm not mean! I just love you sow much," Two cooed and kissed the youngest nose.

One pouted at his older brother.

"Aww, you're cute when you pout like that." The oldest started peppering more kisses and some coos into the youngest's face. "Yes you are! You're so cute!"

Peter 1 squeaked at the loving attention.

A cold object was placed on his tummy. "Hey One, I have a message for you."

The next instant, his phone started continually buzzing on his stomach as text after text were sent. Not enough to make him cackle, but definitely enough to make him giggle and squirm.

"Whahat ahare yohou dohoing?"

"Saying I love you so you won't forget."

One giggled at his older brother's antics. He was enjoying it, but it was wearing him out super quickly.

After a few more minutes of tickling, the older two began to wind down the attack.

Peter 2 gently moved the phone away. "I think our little Bug is done for the night."

One yawned.

Three lifted his hand to his ear. "Hold on, I have a real call. Hello? . . . Sleepytime train? . . . One rider coming up."

The youngest giggled as his older brother lifted up the youngest's discarded blanket and wrapped him like a burrito.

"One package ready for delivery," Three teased.

Two wrapped his arms around the youngest. "Gotta handle with care on the journey."

One's eyes began to slowly close. "Mmm, not a . . . package."

"An adorable package."

If he had been more awake, he would have groaned in response. He might have also told Two to stop rocking him like a baby and Three to stop gently stroking the blanket over his legs. He might have even groaned at the old lullaby Peter 3 started to hum. For now, he was too content to do any of those things.

And probably wouldn't stop them even if he could.

[muffindaddystyles]

Can you write overprotective long hair harry imagine?? Like he always hovers the reader when she is doing something or even nothing. Or when she needs to run errands he always go with even though its not required. And when reader fell sick he is full on mommy daddy mode dom!h vibes

A/N: OOPS I GOT EXCITED AND WENT OVERBOARD WITH IT :D

Harry’s awfully sweet. He’s a literal sweetheart with those marble sepia eyes, hazelnut curls and that big golden kind heart of his's.

But, to people he’s intimidating. From the black loiter of tattoos, a silver of piercing to the corner of his plush bottom lip and those long curls of his's that frays his broad strong shoulders turns everyone too giddy to talk to him and he's okay with that – bunch of loosers anyways whom he doesn’t want to waste his time on chit-chatting.

Then Y/N came into his life and his world flipped upside down, in a beautiful way (where he felt like floating into the crashing waves of crystal sea). It felt like she made him see the world through pink heart-shaped glasses and everyone’s just bursting into rainbows, puffaw! Boom! Their heads blasting with colourful confetti and ribbons.

Even though his slight grouchiness towards people lessened he still doesn’t gives two fucks before punching the shit out of someone if they in any way hurts, be rude and try to take physical and emotional advantage of, Y/N.

His bunny.

He’s too protective of her. And why wouldn’t he? She’s his everything. His little miracle and his hype-person, his lovie.

He’s the softest peach for her. The guy who walks and everyone scrambles away to give him a way, is whipped for his girlfriend.

He’s always having his strong arm looped around her waist when they’re out and walking, going to hold her hands instead if she’s too wiggly, keeping her close to his chest while he holds their coffees and sweets.

Whenever they’re doing grocery he’s always wheeling the cart around how much Y/N insists and pouts, he likes it that way. Hearing her blabber and skim her eyes down the ingredients labelled on the products then tossing it anyway with a shrug – makes him want to smooch her wet in kisses.

If they’re partying out with friends. Which they rarely do, (Y/N sometimes makes fun of them saying they’re getting too domestic day by day) he’s always having her put in his lap, his screwed up expression lazing when the alcohol starts to kick in and he’s just a blubbering mess of nonsense, and a very horn dog with his cock bloating up in his tight skinny jeans.

Not that he doesn’t let her have a breather and enjoy herself. He indeed does, they’ve a healthy relationship where they keep trust and faith in eachother.

But, sometimes he gets super jealous when people steal his little girlfriend away from him and once home he’s cuddling and oodling her, kissing her face all over with loud smacks and not letting her be away from him another second even it’s too bring him water or to get rid of his smelly socks.

Other times. When he’s particularly very jealous. The serious ones where Y/N unintentionally spends a tad more time at some of her classmates to wind up their upcoming project, he’s driving himself to pick her up and knocking at the door harshly and then dragging her out of there not letting her carry her stuff and huffing and puffing while throwing her things in the backseat.

Because Jeremy’s a sore rascal who’s shit at hiding his crush for Y/N and he should know better to whom she belongs. His innocent baby is too naive towards the possible hints and evil intentions of people.

“Oi. What got into you today?” She brushes the loose curl that escaped from his bun and let her fingers slide down his tight set angry jaw staring him a bit concerned upon seeing him this furious and ruffled up from nowhere.

“You’re mine,” Is all he'd respond. Smashing his lips against hers in a an ardent kiss and glide his palm down her ass to squeeze it and bring her closer grinning when she squeals into his mouth giving him a chance to slip his tongue in and kiss her deeper and sloppier.

“You’re a silly geese.” She giggles whisper into the mess of pecks and lock her elbows around his neck to give him an eskimo kiss.

“Watch y’mouth.” He glares her intensely loving the way Y/N gulps timidly bobbing her head.

“You’ll get a spanking today,” He always likes to warn her before hand. He wants her comfortable with him in every case and it’s downgrade monstrous to treat the person you love like a mean bitch out of blue -- so whenever she deserves a punishment he already announces her of it, warming her to the idea and giving her time to back away if she doesn’t want it.

“What did I’do now!” She whines and he nibbles onto his knuckle glancing her way in disbelief other hand on steering wheel, “What did y'do?” He asks her sternly. Spreading his palm over her thigh and squeezing it grimly.

“Did y'even care to look at the time, Y/N?” Oh boy. She’s in real trouble. Her name on his tongue never fails to turn her insides gooey and pause her heartbeat horribly. A red light for her to being bratty before she falls into the deep black dig of trouble.

Reaching home. He’s throwing her on the bed and demanding her to lay still on her tummy while he puts a pillow under her and spanks her bum sore with his rings imprinting her skin pink, though he never forgets to take care of her afterwards – putting a cool cream to soothe the burn and letting her sleep on his chest so she wouldn’t come in contact with the sheets as he kneads her asscheeks with gentle hands.

.

He could never have his hands to himself when she’s cooking and baking for them. Always, poking and prodding around having her head tucked under his chin, her embraced in his arms from back swaying them along to Hozier while she reads the recipe she wrote on one of the tiles.

“Stop!” She giggles, squirming in his arms when he blows raspberries against the dip of her neck and then creates growly noises biting and lapping into her skin, “You’re gonna burn our lunch!” She pressed her hips against his crotch to push him away and that warmed him more, delving his fingers more into her hips with a throaty groan.

“We could have a takeout.” His breath shuddery against her ear as he tries to pry the spatula away from her and kiss her grumpy whines down when the pots actually got burned, “I’ll wash and scratch them.” He’d assure picking her up and wrapping her legs around his hips and slipping his fingers in her hair to tug them and bring her mouth down against his’s to taste her.

“Wants to fuck you so bad, baby. My cock’s been weepy fo’ hours without your touch.” He groans, taking her hand and sneaking it inside his joggers to make her feel how stiff and erect he’s for her.

“I just gave you a blowie in the morning!”

“Blowie isn’t equivalent to fucking!”

.

“What y'readin,?” He scoots closer to her end of sofa with a smirk and towers over her trying to take a peek of whatever she’s reading with such intensity and then rake his warm palms up her calves to lay them over his thighs while he snuggles her wrapping a chonky blanket around them.

“Shhh baby girl, just want you to be more comfy.” He mumbles into her hair scratching his short nails against her scalp in soothing motions and watch her melt against his touch, eyes fluttering as she lurks dangerously to the verge of sleep.

“You always do that. Whenever the hot part’s about to come, you make me all sleepy.” She mutters laying her head against his clavicles gazing him up with hazy eyes, sighing in feign disappointment when he grins down at her in quite victory and gives her a sloppy kiss.

“What do y'need erotica fo’ baby? When your man’s the living walking momentum of sex.” He pouts, grazing his teeth down her neck and leaving a fresh hickey at her throat.

“That’s infact not, true. You’re such a cutie!” She beams up at him never failing to give him dancing butterflies in his stomach and he doesn’t admits it but he likes getting treated soft and gentle by his girlfriend.

“Such a shame. My own little love doesn’t find me sexy.” He grumps dramatically making her scramble hesitantly and turn to him in their tight embrace, cradling his face in her cold palms, “No. No. I find you sexy. I just don’t like sexualising you.” If Harry didn’t turn into a puddle before he indeed did now as he melted into her touch and kissed the inside of her hands lovingly.

“You’re sucha sap!” He whispers at her in fake offence and plant his lips against hers, patting her bum to make her hug him more tightly.

.

On cleaning and laundry day’s. He’s always helping her. As they scrub and mop the floors together, might fuck on them bubbly floors too if Harry’s lusty gaze remains on her spilling tits for too long.

“Thinks your floral bra needs a wash too, moppet.” His gradual attempts to lure her with his fingers stroking her thighs seductively always turns into a win when she nods shyly into his neck and let him have an easy access to her panties.

They’re always having a warm, full of essence bath together cleaning and washing the dirt off eachother after that.

Then sharing a cuppa tea while folding their clothes together on the bed and he’s always trying to tackle her into mattress when she laughs at his terribly folded clothes compared to her neatly binded ones.

“Your sucha menace,” He jests with his nose skewered up while he smacks her ass.

“Talk for yourself, Styles.” She retorts, tangling her knee around his waist and pulling him down into him. Puffing out relaxed breaths upon feeling safe and protected under his weight and Harry always smiles into the crook of her neck when she tries to cuddle him as if she wants to be his skin.

..

He’s the most daddiest when she’s drunk, sick or stressed.

Never letting her go out of his sight when she’s dancing on the floor with her friends. If some man even tries to approach her and breaths in her direction he’s sprinting towards her and pawing at her hips to situate her closer to him whilst blowing those potential guys off with a monotone expression.

“Harry! Do a lil dancey dance with me!” She giggles, making him sway with her and looking up at him with glassy floaty eyes.

“Bunny. ‘s late, time to go home.” He tells her, pinching her chin to plant his lips against hers and she squirms giving him a timid smile, “Okie. But I’ve to pee.”

“Me too!” Her friends chimes from behind her and Harry rolls his eyes playfully, gesturing all of them to follow him.

“C’mon you spies, not lettin’ ya’ll go alone.”

He waits for them outside the washroom while they do their business and he has his arms always splayed open for when his lovie comes back and he’s welcoming her in his embrace warmly with a sweet smile.

Dying with fond injecting in his every vein when she slurs and blabbers, “Home.”

Walking her up the stairs of their flat’s building is the most hefty struggle while she’s a sleepy, clumsy and giggly muck of doe gleaming eyes and swollen pretty lips drooling over Harry testing his patience while he makes her take one step at a time.

“Darling, bunny, just some mo' steps lovin’.” He coos at her, putting a firm hand under her bum and heaving her up into him so she doesn’t falls.

“Mhmmm you’re so pretty, daddy.” Harry’s head snaps in surprise as he stares down at her in adoring amusement and push her head under his chin while she slings her arms around his waist lazily.

Sometimes, she gets him so flustered he doesn’t know how to respond.

She whines and cries in dishevelment when Harry makes her sit on the cold marble counter and wipes her makeup off.

“I just wan’ to sleep!” She toes at his torso trying to push him away but he grabs it and tuts, glowering at her strictly, “You’re g'na complain in the mornin’. Sleepin’ with makeup makes ye' breakout remember?” When she still huffs and slumps giving him a hard time to clean her he’s pinching her chin and giving her a gentle jerk.

“Bunny. Stop with ye' battiness.” He grunts not letting his facade slip when she mewls stroking her cheek up and down his lightly stubble covered cheek softly.

“Else what? Y'never punish a sleepy bunny.” She smirks at him foppishly and lazily knowing damn well that one of thing Harry doesn’t do’s tease or punish her when she’s tuckered out and on the edge of sleeping on him.

“You don’t test me bratty woman.” She squeals when he takes hold of her panties to pull them down her legs, slapping her mound once discarding it in the hamper and he sighs when she’s already snoring lightly, slobbering his throat with her mouth parted comically.

After pattering her face with loving kisses he’s tucking her under the layers of blankets and letting her use him as her stuffie.

..

“Aw poor baby.” He mumbles, kissing her forehead when he finds her burning up against him and he’s quickly rummaging for thermometer from the night stand and the tissues he had stashed for emergencies.

“I don’t feel good,” His heart breaks when Y/N croaks out weakly and tries to crawl up his chest to stuff her face in his musky neck but her frail limbs gives out making her cry out.

“It’s okay bunny, ‘s okay. How but I make you some soup. Then y'take your medicines like a good girl of mine, then if your condition gets worse we’ll go to doctor, yeah baby?” He talks to her gently and sweetly, stroking her hair and peppering kisses to her temples.

“Just last bite, moppet.” Harry hovers the spoon infront of her and sighs when she shakes her head pushing his wrist away, “I’ll puke.” She sniffs blowing her nose harshly in the tissue .

“The bin’s right here, bunny.” He smoothens his hand down her spine putting the tray aside carefully to snuggle and comfort her as she cries softly against his chest.

“’M so sorry baby, you’ll be alright in the morning.” He couldn’t see her in such condition. It pulls and tugs at his heart so painfully he feels himself hurting.

“Oi. Why you crying, hmm?” He cups her cheek and makes her look at him as she skims her eyes away from him jn embarrassment.

“I —- You’re so caring and loving, treats me so good and it makes me c.. cr–-,” She hiccups finding it hard to breath and Harry rubs her back, whispering affinities in her ear making her finally sob, “Cry....” He chuckles softly pelting kisses upon kisses on her puffy eyelids, soaky dried up cheeks, her frowned up forehead, her wobbly chin and her nipping love bites down her chest then blowing raspberries at his own slick covering her skin making her giggle through her hiccups.

“I love you.” She whispers droopily, head lulling to his chest when the effect of medicine finally starts to kick in.

“I love you too, I want my healthy and happy bunny back.” He mumbles, inhaling a huge puff of her scent and squishes her lovingly.

[ticklishfiend]

Of o were to give you a lee Deku fic, I’d say something where Todoroki is obsessed with giving Deku raspberries especially on his tummy. He’s super ticklish there and Todoroki thinks it’s the cutest thing ever. 💖💖

A/N : okay while i was writing this i got carried away and wrote lee!todoroki instead bc i completely forgot that i LITERALLY ASKED FOR LEE!DEKU PROMPTS...i’m an idiot and i sincerely apologize LMAOO i hope you enjoy it anyways but i WILL be writing a lee!deku in the very near future so don’t you worry lol

So Comfortable (My Hero Academia)

Lee!Todoroki / Ler!Midoriya

Summary : Todoroki and Midoriya are cuddling in bed when Midoriya decides he wants to feel Todoroki’s heartbeat under his hoodie. When he realizes his boyfriend is a little sensitive, he can’t help but take advantage of it.

Word Count :  1905

REBLOGS ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED!! MWAH <33

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Todoroki breathed in the comforting scent of green apple shampoo, his nose nuzzling into the mess of curls snuggled underneath him. The boy with the power to control fire had never felt a cozier warmth in his life, the back lying against his chest substituting as the best blanket in the entire world. One of his hands held onto Midoryia’s front protectively, while the other was laced with the green-haired boy’s own scarred and calloused fingers, though to Todoroki, nothing had ever felt softer.

Everything felt so right. So perfect. So comfortable. The bi-colored boy hadn’t known real comfort in so long, and somehow this shorter, timid kid he had only met a little over a year ago now had brought more comfort into his life than he had ever truly known. He felt safe close to him, which to most people wouldn’t mean that much. But to Todoroki, closeness meant everything. He wasn’t going to let just anybody be this close to him, and he wasn’t going to be this close to just anyone. Midoriya had managed to wiggle his way into Todoroki’s comfort zone, and the previously-thought cold-hearted boy hoped he never, ever made his way out.

Todoroki felt the mess of hair under his nose move, tickling his face slightly, and he looked down to be greeted by Midoriya looking right back up at him with a small, relaxed smile.

“Hey,” Midoriya spoke gently, his thumb caressing the top of Todoroki’s hand.

“Hello,” Todoroki smiled a little awkwardly, but Midoriya knew he was sincere either way. Midoriya shuffled a bit under Todoroki’s protective hold, repositioning himself on top of the boy’s body completely, but this time with his stomach down on the other’s so he could look right up at him.

“You’re nice to look at,” Midoriya smiled dopily, his head tilted slightly. Todoroki chuckled, not being able to help the small blush on his cheek from the most endearing compliment. He looked at his partner with the utmost fondness in his eyes, bringing his hand up to stroke a thumb over his cheek.

“Right back at you,” Todoroki’s words were laced with a smile, Midoriya humming in response. The green haired boy leaned down to nuzzle his face into Todoroki’s warm chest, his cheeks smushing against the firmness of his muscles created by years of training.

“I can feel your heartbeat,” Midoriya’s words were muffled by the fabric of Todoroki’s hoodie. He brought his face down lower towards the boy’s stomach, Todoroki gasping slightly when he felt Midoriya’s hands creep underneath the fabric and onto his sides, worming their way upwards towards his chest. “Wanna feel it with my hands.”

His hoodie was now pushed up towards his lower ribs, pale tummy on display as both of Midoriya’s hands rested over the spot on Todoroki’s chest that concealed his heart, which at this point was beating harder than it had the whole afternoon. Midoriya smiled down at his belly, nuzzling his face into it’s pale, taut expanse. Todoroki let out another small gasp at the strange feeling, his hands moving up to gently tangle into the mess of green hair.

“Midoriya, what are you doing..?” Todoroki’s words were soft from fluster, his eyes a little wide at the odd display of affection. He couldn’t help the small tinge of smile on the corners of his lips, however, as the boy’s nose felt just ticklish enough to ignite that nervous flame in the pit of his stomach.

“You’re just so cuteee,” Mirodiya cooed into his belly, bringing his hands down to hold firmly onto Todoroki’s sides to make it easier for him to continue his playful nuzzling. The dual-haired boy choked on a small giggle, squeezing a little harder on the boy’s hair. He could feel Midoriya’s lips smile against his tummy, a blush creeping up from Todoroki’s neck to paint over his cheeks and ears. “Does this tickle?”

Todoroki let out a huff of air, embarrassed and oh, oh so flustered. “Um, a-a little, yes,” he mumbled out in a stutter, his partner chuckling in response.

“That’s adorable,” Mirdoriya hummed, kissing right above the boy’s belly button with an intensely gentle softness that made Todoroki feel like he could combust at any given second. The freckled boy didn’t just stop at his one kiss however, oh no. He started peppering them with that same softness all over the boy’s tummy, and Todoroki was helpless to the small and obviously flustered titters that escaped from the softest parts of himself he didn’t even know he had before meeting the boy.

“Ah- M-Midoriyahaha-” Todoroki breathed out the smallest of giggles, which only pressed his partner on further, his gentle lips now journeying over towards his left side, the ticklish feeling making Todoroki choke out a real giggle this time. “It tihihickles!”

“You’re so ticklish, it’s too precious,” Midoriya smiled brightly against the boy’s skin before lifting his head up to gaze at his face. Todoroki’s cheeks were painted with the most delightful blush, a dopey smile taking over his features,making Midoriya genuinely feel like the single luckiest person on the planet to be able to see such a stoic boy from this perspective. 

“Have you ever had a raspberry, Shoto?” Izuku asked with a tilt of the head and a mischievous smirk. Todoroki blinked.

“Like...like the fruit?” Shoto asked, his brows a little furrowed in confusion, Midoriya just chuckling at his response. “I don’t understand, why are you laughing?”

“You’re just cute,” Izuku said, enjoying the blush and pout Shoto gave him. “I’m not talking about the fruit, Sho. Here, I’ll just show you.”

With that Midoriya leaned back down towards his partner’s tummy, drawing in a rather large breath, expanding his lungs as much as he could, before pressing his lips back down on the soft skin of Shoto’s belly and-

“PPPBBBTTTHHH~!” Midoriya blew hard onto his tummy, his partner letting out the loudest surprised squeal he had ever heard before cackling as Izuku continued placing smaller raspberries all over the expanse of Shoto’s sensitive tummy.

“GAHAHAHA! IZUHUHUKUHUHU! NAHAHA! WHAHAT IHIHIS THIHIS?!” Todoroki screamed, kicking his legs out behind Midoriya as the mischievous boy began kneading at his oh so sensitive sides, throwing Shoto into an entirely new wave of cackles as he now gripped tightly onto the boys shoulders (though he wasn’t pushing him away, much to Midoriya’s amusement).

“Raspberries, silly! Do they tickle?~” Izuku asked, blowing more ticklish raspberries all over his sensitive tummy and sides, even travelling just far enough upwards to blow one right on his bottom ribs, making the writhing boy underneath him jerk hard with a scream.

“YEHEHES! IT TIHIHICKLES!” Shoto cackled, squeezing his eyes shut tight. His body instinctively tried curling in on itself, folding forward until his own nose was nuzzling unintentionally into Izuku’s messy curls. “PLEHEHEHEASE!”

Midoriya chuckled. “Please what, Sho?”

“I DOHOHON’T KNOHOHOW!” Shoto shook his head frantically through his laughs as Izuku moved his hands downward to squeeze and knead into the boy’s hips. Shoto bucked at the sensation, throwing his head back against the pillow in mirth, digging his heels into the bedsheets behind Izuku.

“Aw, you don’t know? Does that mean you like it? You don’t want me to stop?~” Izuku teased, before inhaling sharply and blowing another torturous raspberry into Todoroki’s tummy, making the boy scream out another fit of high-pitched cackles.

“NAHAHAHA! NO TEHEHEASES! YOU’RE SO MEHEHEAN!” Todoroki babbled around his laughs, his giggles becoming more frantic. Midoriya thought it might be time to give the boy a breather, slowing his tickles down to just his nails tracing teasing little shapes into Shoto’s sides and on the bottoms of his ribs. Todoroki absolutely melted into a puddle of breathy giggles, his grip on Izuku’s shoulders still just as tight. Izuku rested his cheek onto Shoto’s tummy, looking up at his partner’s ever-flushing face with the utmost love in his eyes. 

Todoroki finally calmed down enough to open his eyes and look down at his partner, who was still lightly tickling at his sides enough to keep him on a giggly edge.

“Sohoho that’s a raspbeheherry?” Todoroki asked, his face suddenly scrunching up in a clenched smile, his eyes squeezing shut as Izuku found a particularly sensitive spot right on the backs of Shoto’s lower ribs. Todoroki arched his back a bit, frantic breathy giggles escaping his throat as Izuku’s fingers stayed on that one torturous spot. He teasingly traced shapes into the area, smiling as he realized just how sensitive the boy under him truly was. “Izuhuhukuhu! Nohohot thehehere, ihihit-”

“-Tickles?” Midoriya asked, Shoto just nodding his head through his snickers and titters. Izuku just chuckled, moving his fingers back down a little to tickle at a less sensitive area and calm his partner down a little. “So sensitive. I could do this all day.”

“I don’t thihink I could survihihive,” Todoroki snickered before finally bringing his hands down to stop his partner’s torturous and wiggly ones at his sides. Izuku pouted a little as he was forced to stop tickling until Shoto laced their fingers together and looked the boy in his eyes. “Kiss me? Please?”

Izuku just smiled, his heart overflowing before melting through his ribs. He nodded, bringing his face up to meet Shoto’s lips in the middle. He dissolved into the kiss, feeling as if he was melting into Shoto’s face with how jelly-like he felt. He unlaced his fingers with Shoto’s to cup at the dual-haired boy’s cheeks, his thumb caressing at the scar he thought brought out Todoroki's eyes. 

Once their interlocked lips parted, they both looked into each other’s hazed over eyes. Midoriya brought his face down to gently nuzzle into Todoroki’s neck, leaving tiny kisses wherever his lips could reach. Todoroki’s shoulders instinctively tried bunching up at the ticklish sensation, his giggle fit coming back, this time much softer and much breathier. 

“Really? Ticklish here too?” Izuku smiled into his neck, leaving peppered kisses again on purpose this time just to hear the boy giggle. He felt him nod, and he knew they boy had to be blushing.

“Cahahan’t help ihihit,” he giggled, scrunching up so much his cheek smushed into Izuku’s head. Then he felt Midoriya draw in another big breath, and before he had the chance to do anything about it, Izuku blew another fat raspberry, this time into the boy’s sensitive neck.

Todoroki screeched, shoving his heels into the bedsheets and grabbing at the boy’s shirt for anything to brace himself with. “GYAHAHA! QUHUHIT! YOU’VE MAHAHADE YOUR POHOHOHINT! I’M TICKLIHIHIHISH!”

Izuku pulled himself out of Shoto’s neck with a wide grin, kissing Todoroki’s nose before laying his head back down onto the boy’s chest, nuzzling into the fabric of his shirt. “M’sleepy…”

Shoto chuckled with a shake of his head. “Oh yeah, I’m sure you’re just so wiped out from nearly killing me just moments ago,” He snickered before placing a kiss on top of the boy’s head. Izuku giggled with a nod.

“You know it,” Izuku yawned, and before Shoto knew it, the boy was snoring on top of him. Todoroki just smiled down at the boy, thumb caressing over his freckled cheek. 

“I love you,” Todoroki whispered to the sleeping boy he knew couldn’t hear him, gently laying the blanket beside him over him and his partner’s sleeping frame.

Todoroki was finally truly comfortable, and he only had one person to thank.

...

A/N : thanks for all the support i’ve been getting recently! sorry this is kinda short, i’ve been having a lot of migraines recently so i haven’t felt like writing much, but i’ll be getting to more of those prompts soon! hope you enjoyed! much love <33

[someone1348]

It feels good to be back! Apologies on being so inactive on here I've never had time, this summer has been too much but i found some time and inspiration to write so here we are!

People in this: Ler!Ranboo, Lee!Tubbo

This is a somewhat Irl fic!

(Lore is mentioned but its not based on the actual dream smp lore story so don't worry none of what you are going to read ever happened! It just fit the story!)

Tw: none, well i guess the smallest amount of fear, but other than that nothing!

I hope you all enjoyyy again im so sorry! Enjoy the fic my friends! And feel free to leave some requests in the asks! :]

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Enderwalking In Real Life!

Tubbo was the happiest of people on the planet right now! His favorite person ever ranboo! Who he'd been playing minecraft with for years it feels like was here! In the Uk! With him!

He could actually see him, hug him, he was real and he was here with him! For a few months too! Its perfect! The world seemed to let the smaller exhale, this is all i need.

The younger smiled contently as he watched him game on the pc he had set up on stream awhile back for his actual meeting. The Taller suggested they do some lore so that's exactly what happened, they logged on together and got started on some lore!

The chat went wild as they saw their beloved Ranboo start enderwalking as the Beeboy and their kid Michael slept

"⊑⟒⌰⌰⍜ ⎎⍀⟟⟒⋏⎅⌇, ⊑⟒⏃⍀⏁"

He spoke as he wondered around not being aware enough to stop or understand what he was saying, he eventually walked all the way back home resting back in his husband's embrace.

End stream,

Tubbo laughed to himself, Ranboo tilted his head looking at him "what are you giggling about hmmm?~" a slight teasing tone was hinted making him giggle a bit more

"Noho I'm just saying you are alot like your character!"

"Yeah? How so?" The taller asked curiously as the other shot him a big smile

"You both sleepwalk!"

"Hmm, i guess enderwalking is like sleepwalking but it was a one time thing for me! Irl me that is"

"Pffft! You kidding man you do it every night!" Tubbo lightly hit his shoulder as Ranboo giggled too "do not!" Pushing him back lightly going at it like two kids arguing over who did what

It was a great moment that was quickly replaced with the idea of food and bed. It was quite late so they got some snacks before brushing their teeth and going to bed.

"Hey! Let me know Tommrow if i sleep walk again tonight i wanna track these things"

"You got it bossman! Nighttt!"

"Goodnighttt!!"

And just like that the two were out cold, nothing but the sound of the wind, some crickets, leaves rustling ever so slightly, andd ranboo sleep walking and making noise.

It was almost peaceful, normally Tubbo slept through Ranboo's nighttime antics but this time the noise was to much so he stayed up studying him to make sure the poor guy didn't hurt himself.

It was the normal for the most part, a few small words or sentences barely noticeable by the human ear, some moving of things, bumping gently into a wall, staring out into the distance

Things seemed quite well so when Tubbo was about to go back to bed that's when he heard it

"Tubbo"

The sleepwalking 6'6 man had turned from his position by the window and looked him dead in the eyes

Tubbo tilted his head, he's said his name before in this state but something about it felt different, off, the smaller was slightly unsettled that was before Ranboo got closer saying his name again, Tubbo didn't notice anything strange about his walking, he was definitely sleeping but this was just weird.

Ranboo got close enough to where he was right beside the known goat hybrid twitch streamer, trying not to wake him up because walking up a sleepwalker is extremely dangerous he whispered gently

"Yeah man"

That was when he caught it "Tubbo,,,,,GOTCHA!" Ranboo's long arm's shot down to tickle alll over the poor sleepy boy's sides, his shirt already a little up from sleeping earlier, his bare skin being attacked without any warning or anything he shrieked, thanking the universe that the room was sound proof

"RAHahaAhaHanbOO!" The brunette giggled in different pitches squirming around on his bed as Ranboo smirked giggling to himself before pretending to sleepwalk again with his speech as his wiggly fingers found there way under his shirt and up to tickle all over his ribs, although it was less ticklish it was still fun!

"Tickle tickle tickle tickle" Ranboo repeated to Tubbo in his sleepwalk tone

"I knohohow yohohour awaha-AHHAGSAH!"

Tubbo's speech was cut off when the said sleepwalker tickled his underarms with such skill it was alot more ticklish then normal maybe it was because he was tired or Ranboo's tricks but he was definitely alot more ticklish than he thought he would be!

"Awww thats so cute, I've caught myself a ticklish little Tubbo for the road! Tickle tickle tickleee~" he teased tickling his neck and ears Tubbo scrunching up giggling his head off

"NahaHAha no EAhahArs NohohO RahaHanbooo!!" Tubbo whined a bit as the man cooed even more

"Dawww that's so cute! Ticklish little ears, hehe Kitchy Kitchy coo~" he whispered in his other ear blowing some air at the end so it's extra Ticklish, 'he was definitely ler mode now' Tubbo thought to himself before covering his own face

Ranboo giggled and paused the tickling for a second "Aww is the lee embarrassed"

"Not a lehee! And no! You just caught me off gaurd!"

"Whatever you say lee~ now uncover your face i wanna see your smile or else~" the open threat made tubbo smirk under his hands refusing to take them off yet

"Or else what big man~" The smaller teased back before hearing an deep inhale of breath

"Wait! wait! WAit RAN-BAHAHAHA NAHAHAHAAHA PLEAHAHAHASE!!!" Tubbo had uncovered his face but

The taller enderboy blew a gaint raspberry on his stomach right over his bellybutton

"RAHAHAAHAHANBOO WAHAHAIT! NO- AHAHAHA PLEAHAHAHASE!!" Ranboo had now begun tickling the man's poor ticklish stomach with one hand scribbling and digging (gently) as the other slowly and teasingly made shapes and other things with his nails driving the smaller into a giggly mess

"HAHAHAHAHA RAHAHAAHAHANBOO!"

Tubbo's mind was so sleepy all he could think about was how much it tickled 'it tickles, it tickles eep!' He was happy, giggly, red faced, smiling but most importantly he was comfortable, physical contact isn't really his strong point he's trying but with ranboo he was safe, comfortable, this was good. He was good.

"Tickletickletickletickle Tktktktktktktk~" the scribbling got more and more hyper as Ranboo got more into the babytalk, laughing along with his best friend

"OKAHAHAY PLEAHAHAHASE IHIHIHIHIT TIHIHICKLES! MEHEHERCY!" He immediately stopped rubbing the tickles away,

"You alright bud? Im sorry if i went alittle overboard" the taller rubbed the back of his neck in slight embarrassment

"Naha you're good man, that was fun!" Tubbo's smile was genuine and that is exactly what Ranboo wanted to see

The taller sat down on Tubbo's bed next to him as the said boy kept talking now that he was breathing normally again "i can't believe you tricked me like that!" He giggled pushing Ranboo again both laughing happily together

"It was the perfect plan! Im just surprised it actually worked!"

"I was sleepy, plus you're a great actor!"

Ranboo giggled

"Well played my friend, well played" Tubbo giggled before knocking out from already being sleepy to now tickled to peices he was down, giggling again the american smiled contently tucking him in before going to bed himself.

That nights rest was the best one they've both had in a long time, the rustle of the leaves and the sound of the fan in the distance everything seemed perfect, it was the best, Together.

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I hope you all enjoyedd!!! Again im so sorry for all the inconveniences! I love you all! Drink some water, eat something today, take a shower, take at least one water bottle out of your room, and take care of yourself because you deserve it! You are loved, appreciated, stronger than you know and everything is going to be all good! Big hugs from me to you my friends! <3

[honey-sweet-hiraeth]

Breathe Part Three

Warnings ⚠️⚠️: Mentions torture, lots of trauma, descriptions of panic attacks and ptsd flashbacks, language

Immediately you stood from your seat in the meeting room and glance around at your teammates. All looking concerned and apprehensive, this time including Wanda. You kept your face neutral, making sure not to show even the slightest hint of emotion.

"You heard him." You started off cooly with an eerily calm voice. "Looks like this is goodbye then"

"y/n No-" Wanda started and you cut her off.

"All due respect this isn't up for debate." You kept your voice cold despite the burning fire you felt within. "I'm not letting him hurt May anymore than he has. He wants me- we all know how Strucker works- he won't stop until he has me. Let's not act like we're morally obligated to not trade lives when we've all done it before."

"Okay- put the trading talk to the side for a moment. Are we Seriously not going to discuss y/n's new ability?" Tony cut in, drawing everyone's attention "What was that? Pain infliction? Mind control? Something similar to Wanda's wiggly woos? What happened?"

There was a moment of silence as you all pondered reverently.

"Mental Provoking, like mind control but my powers focus on the emotions and chemical balances in Someone's brain." You finally spoke "I couldn't control it and it only worked negatively, inducing fear, depression, anger and other terrible feelings. It was hurting everyone around me so instead of learning to control it. I learned to suppress it until I couldn't even call the ability forward willingly. I guess it wasn't as suppressed as we thought."

The Avengers once again just stared at you, a mixture of shock and pity evident on their faces.

"So-" Bruce started off timidly "What do we do?"

"'We' don't do anything" You stated firmly "I am going to Strucker"

You glanced around the room once more before pushing in your chair and walking, quickly out of the room. You thought about speeding up momentarily when you heard footsteps behind you, gaining on you easily, but it was too late.

"Hey" a hand grasped your wrist gently, stopping you in the hallway and you turned to see Natasha's piercing green eyes baring into yours.

"You're traumatized-"

"Natasha-" you started

"No, let me finish" Natasha snapped, effectively shutting you up. "You have been a mess, panicking all the time, not to mention the PTSD flashbacks are the only time you're not an emotionless zombie."

You sighed softly, watching her usually indifferent demeanor melt away as more and more emotion slipped into her tone.

"Everything you experienced with Strucker was worse than any of us could even pretend to sympathize with I know." Nat's voice softened further and she sounded almost like she was pleading with you. "And now you want to go back? Look. I know you want to save Agent May and we will get her out but not at your expense."

For the first time since you'd returned you willingly let someone see the emotions dancing beneath your mask of apathy.

"I can't just sit by and do nothing Nat. Melinda saved my life, countless times. I can't just leave her there." Your lip trembled and you felt tears pricking at the corners of your eyes.

"We'll take care of it y/n but I am not letting you go back there. If i- if I hadn't left you when the mission went wrong this wouldn't even be an issue" Guilt flashed across Natasha's face and you melted further. "I will get her out of this. But you- you will stay here where you're safe because I don't know if I could survive single day of knowing you were going through any more of what we just saw in there or worse."

"Nat-" You started defeatedly as your tears fell down your face.

"Please y/n Just listen to me for once." She whispered softly an air of desperation evident in her voice.

....

"You never listen do you?" You giggled at the amusement in Natasha's voice, noticing the twitch at the corners of her lips as she tried to look annoyed.

"I don't know what you mean Natty-Cakes" You laughed again as Natasha rolled her eyes at the nickname she hated more than anything, you were the only one that could get away with calling her something like that.

"You just heard me go on a rant yesterday about how I hate getting flowers and what did you bring me?" Natasha gestured to the group of wild sunflowers in your hands.

"You ranted about how much you hate being given roses" You corrected "and I saw the way you almost smiled when we saw the field of Sunflowers this morning so I figured I would go back and get you some."

Natasha raised an eyebrow as she watched you put the flowers that she secretly loved in a vase, arranging them to look pretty and setting them on the coffee table in her room.

"Stop pretending to be grumpy and appreciate my observational skills damnit!" You giggled teasingly and Natasha couldn't help the grin that took over her features.

"You win this time y/n" She shook her head in disbelief "Thank you, you bubbly idiot"

"You love me" You chuckled as you walked out the door.

You had no idea, how right you were.

....

"Okay" you stated simply as you timidly stepped forward, wrapping your arms around her stiffly "I'll think about staying here"

At that Nat let out a breathe of relief and tugged you flush against her in a tight hug, that you slowly melted into.

"good" She whispered against your neck and you felt butterflies in your stomach at the feeling of her breath ghosting across your skin. Her arms tightened around you for a moment before she released you and stepped back, wiping a few tears from her cheeks.

"Can I go now?" You asked, wiping your own tears and avoiding Natasha's gaze.

"Are you okay?" Nat's hands found their way to your shoulders as she ducked down to meet your eyes.

You sniffled in response and shrugged, looking at her with teary eyes as you search for a proper response.

Natasha sighed softly and gently wrapped an arm around your shoulders, tugging you along.

"Come on, let's go." She gently led you through the corridors of the compound, making your way to the elevator before telling FRIDAY to take you both to the housing floor.

You followed along, almost in a daze as she lead you through the hall towards your room, but instead of turning left, Nat paused in the middle of the hall, checking her phone.

"Hold on" She stopped you and you leaned against the wall, watching her face contort in frustration as she let out a little scoff.

After a few moments, she turned to you and held out her hand with a tight smile. "Let's go"

You hesitated before taking her hand, lacing your fingers, leaning against her and nuzzling into her neck, hearing her breathing hitch.

Nat led you to your room and made sure you were comfortable before smiling apologetically.

"I have to go," She sighed softly at the idea of leaving you alone, after everything that literally just happened. "Last second data mission"

You nodded slowly in understanding.

"It's okay Nat. I'm fine. Go kick ass" You gave her a quick hug and Nat chuckled at your words.

"I'll see you when I get back right?" She asked with a knowing look on her face.

"Sure," you sighed but the look on her face made you pause and rethink your decision. You couldn't lie to her. "I don't know"

Nat sighed and walked to the door, pausing in the doorway long enough to turn and look at you one last time.

"It can't hurt to hope for it right?" She sent you a half hearted smile, her sad eyes burning into yours.

"I don't know" You repeated with a breath.

....

"This better work Rogers" Natasha grunted, her signature frown on her face, her arms crossed in front of her. This was risky, half thought out and quite frankly borderline idiotic. She wouldn't be doing this if it weren't for you.

She would move heaven and earth for you.

Even if you didn't know it was happening yet, you needed this plan to work out. Therefore so did Natasha. She needed things to go absolutely perfectly.

Steve hummed in response from his spot, piloting the Quinjet in the direction of Strucker's last known location.

"Don't worry Nat, once we find him and take him down it won't be hard to find Agent May" Clint smiled reassuringly at her and Natasha nodded silently.

Her own subtle way of letting Clint know she appreciated the assurance.

A comfortable, but tense silence fell on the passengers of the Quinjet as they made their way towards their last minute mission location.

A/n: Uhh- love interest? Love triangle? I don't know yet guys just bare with me.

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[gaybananabread]

For AugTickleTober: perhaps 25, with Luz as the lee and Amity as the ler?

I got into a huge Lee mood writing this, so I'm gonna go die now. Enjoy!

I'M DONE WITH TICKLETOBER LET'S GOOOOOO

Lee: Luz

Ler: Amity

Summary: Luz has been pushing Amity's buttons, so she presses buttons of her own.

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!

"Heeeey Amity~" Luz had been messing with Amity all morning. Normally, she wouldn't have a problem with it, but Titan, today was bad. She "borrowed" an abomination and tried to make it into a suit for "ultimate hugs". She just got abonimation goo everywhere.

She stole a few books to make a training course, but a misplaced fire glyf ended with a lot of water and smoke. She apologized, but started to sing-song her name every ten minutes.

Amity was up to here with her.

"Aaaaaamityy~" She snapped her book shut, summoning an abomination about as big as Luz. Getting the message, Luz tried tried run, but the abomination grabbed her and held her still.

"You have been bugging me all day. I've tried asking, but you won't tell me. I've tried reasoning, ignoring, bargaining, everything! Now, it's time for me to push your buttons." She poked Luz in the belly, and the human understood.

"W-wait! Amity! I'm sorry, won't do it again, promise!" If Amity didn't know better, she might've let her go. But she did. She knew she liked it, and she knew Luz wouldn't stop. "Yeah, no."

Ten wiggly fingers descended on her torso, and she burst out laughing, not even trying to hold back. Luz tried to squirm, but the purple goo held her firmly in place. "AHAHAHAMITY!" She decided she was gonna be mean. "Luuuuuuz!"

She moved to Luz's sides, poking the left one with just one finger. "Hey Luz, is this side ticklish?" She giggled, nodding. The. She went to the right side. "What about this one?" Luz kept giggling, hiding her face. "They're both ticklish? Well, guess I gotta tickle them both! Don't want one to feel left out."

She started squeasing along both sides, drawing more happy laughter from Luz. She had given up on escaping, just sitting there and taking it. Honestly, she had been trying to get her girlfriend to do this all day. Might as well enjoy it to the fullest.

"You know, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you enjoy this. Do you, Luz?" She squeaked, dissolving into more happy laughter as she went back to squeasing her sides. "Come on, I need you to speak clearly."

Luz shook her head wildly. "IHIHI CAHAHAN'T! YOU'RE TIHIHICKLING MEHEHE!" Amity tsk-ed. "Excuses. If you don't answer me, I'm going going your ribs." Luz's face went bright red. Her ribs were her death spot, and knew that Amity would 100% keep her word.

"YEHEHES!" Amity sent her a smirk. "Yes what?" Luz groaned. "IHIHI- BAHAHAHA! AHAHAHAMITY!" Two hands were clawing at her ribs, vibrating between every bone, sending ticklish shocks throughout Luz's entire body. "You took too long. I got bored."

The constant change in feeling on her ribs was torturous. She couldn't decide if she loved or hated it. Tugging and thrashing, she tried again to escape her goopy prison. She failed miserably.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHO!" Amity shrugged. "I guess incould stop. But only if you say 'I'm adorable and love being tickled'." It was extremely unrealistic, but would be fun to watch her try.

"IHIHI'M ADOHOHORABLE AHAND- GAH! AHAHAHA!" Amity had sent some of the abomination goo up to her armpits, willing it to wiggle around and tickle her. If they didn't do this so often, she wouldn't have done that much. But they had, and it took a lot to properly tire Luz out.

"NOHOHO FAHAIR! CHEHEHEATER!" She let out a  drama-tized gasp. "A cheater! If I'm a cheater, than I might NEVER stop tickling you! No matter how many times you say it!" Luz could barely think straight, and talking with her brain was almost impossible.

"NOHOHO! NOHOHO MOHORE TIHICKLES!" She could see that Luz was reaching her limit. She went back down to her belly, only using one hand. Luz was still giggling up a storm, but it was enough to let her speak.

"Ihihi'm ahahadorable and lohohove- ahaha! Lohove beheheing tihihickled!" Amity stopped as soon as she finished the phrase, releasing her from the goo. She was slowly lowered to the ground, giggling the whole way down. Amity went over and hugged her, rubbing at her torso, trying to numb the ghost tickles.

"Next time, just ask. I wouldn't have been so mean if you would've asked me for tickles." She nodded, snuggling into her girlfriend's warmth. Amity summoned over some pillows and a blanket, setting them up on the floor into a makeshift nest.

They got comfortable, cuddling up with eachother. Falling asleep in eachother's arms wasn't a bad way to end the day.

[giggleeclown]

My Rock-Afire TK headcannons!

Fatz Geronimo: Ler

* does NOT like to be tickled at all… but can’t help it when he wants to tickle a lee.

* His pet spider, Antioch, typically tickles him accidentally

* Nimble fingers from playing the keyboard, I guess you could say he’s pretty good at ‘tickling the ivories’

* Very good at teasing, good with words and it makes it worse

* Biiig hands perfect for tickles, strong

* Laughs along with you and thinks you’re pretty cute

* Sometimes goes a little too far in the ‘mischievous uncle’ sort of way

* Threatens to tickle the younger members of the RAE if they’re not careful or they slip up

* Will threaten to tickle you if you tease him

* The heartiest laugh

* Has this wheezy smooth laugh that’s honestly pretty attractive to anyone who hears.

* Prone to coughing or tearing up, be gentle with him! He’s an old guy!

* Will tickle Mitzi to play around with her

* Used to threaten Rolfe with breaking his neck, but all he has to do now is wiggle his fingers and he shuts up real quick

* absolutely can’t stand his shoulder blades, hips, hands/feet tickled

* Primary lees: Mitzi, Billy, Rolfe, Dook

* Primary lers: Beach, Mitzi, Rolfe, Dook

Beach bear: Lazy switch

* He’s moderately ticklish, just enough to laugh hard but not enough to move.

* Crosses his eyes if you get him hard enough, loud booming guffaw.

* He typically whines and tells you to stop, but is too relaxed and puts zero effort into actually moving

* Sometimes he lifts his arm up when he’s jamming out and ends up being susceptible to being tickled

* Can feel tickling in his sleep, has occasionally fallen asleep during practice and been messed around with in his sleep

* He’s strong. If you’re tickling him too much he won’t hesitate to lift you off. Has lifted Billy Bob off him once.

* On the contrary, also strong enough to hold you down while tickling YOU.

* Not much for teases, but his swift guitar playing fingers know all the right places to play with to make you go insane.

* He sometimes can lose his cool and yell if you don’t stop, be careful with him.

* He will just… be absolutely wrecking your shit and just casually talking to other people??? Tf-

* Ticklish under the arms, ribcage and sides, feet, ears

* Primary lees: Billy Bob, Looney Bird, Mitzi, occasionally Fatz, Dook

* Primary lers: Billy Bob, Mitzi, Dook

Billy Bob: 50/50 switch

* absolutely loves the idea of making people laugh and laughing, so tickles are amazing for him

* Long claws? Plays banjo? NIMBLE TICKLY FINGERS!

* Has beans canonically, if you squish them he giggles.

* Laughs along with his lee, AMAZING at teases

* YOU CAN JIGGLE HIS TUMMY AND IT TICKLES HIM AND FJJFNFNFNN

* Loves to baby talk you

* Will always respect your boundaries, even if you don’t say ‘stop’ he can tell you’re running out of air or energy

* His cheeks are ticklish, if you brush them with something soft he blushes even redder than he usually is and giggles profusely.

* Squeals when he gets tickled, occasionally snorts

* Can’t handle wiggly fingers. Ever.

* Also adores teases and baby talk, he typically uses his own fluster tactics on his lees so it’s not difficult to fluster him.

* “Oh golly, I didn’t think you were this ticklish! Gitchy gitchy!!!” “Uh oh!!! Eheh!!! I caught a giggly one!”

* Will lift his arms and keep them there for you

* Will ASK to be tickled. He’s not that shy about it

* If you ask him if he’s ticklish, he’ll say yes. (Unlike his dear sidekick.)

* If you’re too ticklish for your own good, he’ll teasingly expose your ticklish spots and talk about how cute you are. He never means any harm though

* Always ends his tickle fights with a hug

* Ticklish tummy, sides, neck, feet, chin, underarms, sides of face, beans

* Primary lees: LOONEY BIRD 100%, Mitzi Mozzarella, Fatz, Rolfe, Earl, Choo Choo

* Primary lers: PRETTY MUCH EVERYONEHFJRBFHF HE’S TOO TICKLABLE

Dook Larue: Lee leaning switch

* literally such a cute lee

* Will ramble about space while he’s tickling you

* His mom definitely used to tickle him as a kid… a lot

* Whimpers and yips when he’s tickled

* The king of raspberries, also learned from his mom

* Not shy about his love of tickling whatsoever

* His friends make him do ‘trivia’ where they hold him down and make him answer questions. If he gets it wrong… oooh poor Dook!

* Has been given the nickname Dook LEErue by Beach

* So easily flustered that it’s funny

* Cannot think of a damn comeback

* Zones out constantly so surprise tickles scare the SHIT out of him

* Is a little brat always trying to tickle others

* Plays beats on Billy’s stomach and always gets him giggling

* TICKLISH BEAAAANS

* blow raspberries on his ears? HES DEAD

* he pants to catch his breath once it’s over

* Likes belly rubs, but the second it turns into tickles it’s over

* HIS LAUGH IS SO FUNNY “AHUHUHUH”

* VIOLENTLY kicks his feet when he’s tickled

* Can’t handle baby talk whatsoever

* Baby talks others

* Snorts a lot, squirms like CRAZY

* Primary lees: Fatz, Beach, Mitzi, Choo Choo, Billy

* Ticklish ears, feet, tummy, neck, sides of the face and feet.

* Primary lers; Fatz, Mitzi, Beach

Rolfe DeWolfe: very shy and closeted switch

* does not want ANYONE to know about his ticklishness

* For a while, he got away with it because nobody liked him… but Earle spilled it one day and now it’s everywhere

* If asked if he’s ticklish or likes it, he blanks. One of the only times he has no comeback.

* Frequently gets into frustration-induced tickle fights with Earle, somehow almost always loses

* To get him to stop talking, almost everyone has changed their insults to teases.

* Threatens to call his lawyer every time someone tickles or teases him

* On the ler side, he is a SADISTIC ler. If you insult him and he finds out you have a weakness, he fucking TERRORIZES you with it. Especially if you tickle him a lot.

* Those teefs??? Ohhh tickle bites are BAD

* Tries to evil-laugh when the ler… doesn’t work. (Fatz has MASTERED the evil tickle laugh though)

* Has the ‘evil ler glare’ that makes all his lees just book it

* Has gotten shut down as a ler many times, has shut down other lers many times

* One time a tickle fight between him and Fatz got a little violent and they needed to be separated

* Billy, Looney and Rolfe are constantly on each other because they’re ALL such lees

* Yelps and whimpers like a puppy when he’s wrecked

* Tail cannot stop wagging

* Gets the most red blush when someone points out his ticklishness, always tries to deny it until Earl puts him in his place

* Snorts occasionally, very embarrassed by it, but he has the cutest laugh, he just doesn’t know it

* Ticklish on the ears, ribcage, tail, feet

* Primary lees: Looney Bird, Billy Bob, Earl

* Primary lers: Billy Bob, Earl, Fatz, Looney Bird, Choo Choo on a few occasions

Earl Schmerle: Comedic ler

* really only tickles Rolfe, but would have his way with the others if he could.

* Despite the fact that he can’t tickle others, he shoots RELENTLESS teases at the others whenever he can.

* Thinks he’s the funniest shit until he gets tickled

* “ROHOHOLFE- QUIT YER SHIT- HUHUHUHEHEHE-“

* HILARIOUS sounding laugh, frequently gets tickled just so others can hear it

* Rolfe has gotten his fingers bitten by Earle before (since that’s really his only defense mech), so Rolfe sometimes tickles with his drumstick.

* The others think it’s funny to baby talk him since he’s so little, and that turns into him swearing, kicking and screaming.

* Snorts LOUD. That’s the only time Rolfe can get back at him for his insults.

* “Ohh Earl that’s funny to you? Huh? Is it? All right then! One more lovely joke by Rolfe! This calls for a CYMBAL CLASH!”

* Earl is known for wearing clothing that doesn’t cover his tummy… big mistake.

* Wishes he didn’t get tickled as much as he does

* Can spot a blush all the way across the room, laughs hysterically when he sees someone actually gets flustered by his teases.

* Will really only tickle/tease if he knows you hate it or is at least embarrassed by it

* Beats the shit out of anyone who raspberries him

* “Ahhah whazza matter swee’heart? Too ticklish? Hahahah! Ohh that’s just too bad.”

* Is honestly a very cute lee 11/10

* Ticklish stomach, neck, knees, hips

* Primary lee: Rolfe only

* Primary lees (TEASING) Fatz, Looney Bird, Billy Bob

* Primary lers: Mitzi, Looney Bird, Billy Bob

Mitzi Mozzarella: 50/50 switch

* don’t get her wrong. She’s such a cute Lee, but she’s always getting picked on. Let her have those ler moods!!!

* Tries to act tough and mean, but really she’s just cute

* Loves to pick on characters who are shorter than her to prove a point (Looney Bird, Choo Choo, Earl)

* Has the highest pitched squeal ever

* Is NOT afraid to throw punches. If she feels like she’s being mishandled she’s gonna show it.

* She’s very easily irritable, so the older band members love to mess around with her. Sometimes they go too far and make her genuinely upset, though.

* Almost every band member is taller than her standing up… they can easily hold her and tickle her.

* She has a very cute giggle, even when she’s angry

* Enjoys tickle fights more than she enjoys just being tickled

* Almost always retaliates

* The queen of sneaking up on the old guys and tickling, ‘quiet as a mouse’

* Likes to expose the others’ spots to get herself on the same level

* Has made Fatz fall over off his bench laughing before

* She kicks her legs when she laughs I just- ONFHFBFH

* TAIL WAGGIES

* a sucker for light tickles, but typically gets tougher ones from the rest of the band because they’re old guys with sharp claws

* Others have given her cute nicknames “snickers” “Ms. ticklish” “lil miss giggles” and she ALWAYS blushes

* Squeals when people wiggle their fingers at her

* “Oohhhh stoppiiit! *proceeds to hold onto you and laugh and not move”

* Her feet are off limits. She will go fucking insane

* BillyB: “oh well I couldn’t ever tickle Mitzi besides a couple on the neck, she’s too young to handle the rest up against us!” Beach and Fatz just having their shit destroyed trying to tickle her: “uh huh… can’t handle herself… sure…”

* Loves to tickle characters who make her mad or who are silly, seeing them laugh is a euphoric experience to her

* Will continuously tease Rolfe and attempt to tickle him, he ends up squeaking and backing away, which causes the band to go wild with laughter.

* Has an innocent act whenever she attempts to be a ler

* Sometimes the others will go behind her, tickle her and then run away and make her question who did it

* She jumps out from behind places and tickles them, they started doing it back

* Ticklish ears, sides, waist, hips, underarms, knees, shins, feet

* Primary lees: EVERYONE. NOBODY IS SAFE. EVER.

* Primary lers: Billy, Beach, Fatz, Dook

Looney Bird: Mainly lee, occasional switch

* god he’s just,, SUCH A CUTE LEE?

* Makes a plethora of different noises such as peeps, tweets, squawks, chirps and clicks when he’s tickled

* If you tickle his neck or under his chin, he’ll crane his neck into your fingers.

* Stims a lot normally, will stim when he’s tickled

* SQUEALS!!!

* Way too ticklish for his own good

* Eyes cross madly when he laughs or squeals too much

* Everyone laughs along with him so much

* Basically Billy Bob’s little tickle toy

* Literally a blushy red mess by the time it’s over

* Loves to be a lee but will never (soberly) admit it.

* Billy Bob tickles him when he won’t go to sleep at night because he’s busy working on something

* Sometimes gets stuck in his oil drum, Billy has to reach his hand down inside and tickle him to make him wiggle his way back up.

* Sometimes gets very sad or upset and refuses to come up, Billy sings ‘pop goes the weasel’ and tickles him until he pops up out of his oil drum squealing and laughing.

* The band thinks he’s hilarious to tickle, they’ve all had their fair share of tickling at him.

* Acts much different depending on if he’s sober or drunk. If he’s sober, he doesn’t want anyone to know that he likes being tickled or that he’s even ticklish. When he’s drunk, he wants everyone’s attention and everyone to hold/pet/tickle him.

* When Billy Bob found out he was ticklish and that he liked it, he promised not to tell anyone. One day, however, he ended up ticking him in a show because he ‘just couldn’t help himself.’ It didn’t take long for looney to get drunk and literally ask Billy to tickle him. After that point, everyone knew and used it against him.

* One day on a ‘letters to looney bird’ he got asked if he’s ticklish. He wouldn’t let anyone see the letter until Billy pried it from his hands and read it aloud. When looney shouted that he wasn’t, everyone put him in a ticklish onslaught on stage.

* Ends up getting tickled by Rolfe and Earl a lot since they like to mess with him

* Sometimes provokes Billy Bob to tickle him… bites off more than he can chew. He is MISCHIEVOUS

* Sometimes can’t say the t word

* Biiig mouth for how he acts, teases others relentlessly and has funny comebacks

* You wiggle your fingers and it’s over for him

* Literally 100% feathers. You get a hug from him? It’s gonna tickle like hell.

* Has pinned Billy Bob down and tickled him so many times.

* Pecks/preens at your ‘feathers’ in an attempt to tickle you

* Burying your face in his feathers and vibrating your lips or yelling in any sort of way is hell to him

* nuzzles into others to tickle them, mainly when him and Billy cuddle

* Loud, high pitched giggle

* Catches the hiccups all the time.

* Tears up during tickles

* Has literally the most ruthless teases and thinks you’re downright adorable

* Extremely light and can instantly be picked up and have the tables turned on him at any time

* Feathers are sensitive on characters who have ticklish sides of their faces, like Billy Bob

* When Smitty’s is empty, Billy and Looney chase each other around and tickle each other silly

* Looney literally cannot free himself once tickled, his body goes totally limp

* Shy and nervous giggles before you touch him, gets ghost tickles before and after tickles commence

* Will occasionally unbutton his lab coat to expose his belly or lift his arms up, that’s how Billy knows

* Billy picks him up and slings him over his shoulder and raspberries him

Ticklish tummy, sides, neck, chin, ribcage, knees and feet

Bonus Characters!

Choo Choo: adorable switch

* Ticklish lil guy

* All of the band members like to tickle him and play with him

* Will let everyone tickle him except Rolfe and Earl, Earl scares him

* Related to Billy Bob (THE RELATED THING IS KIND OF CANON) and therefore Billy is always baby talking him and tickling him

* Will lift his arms up for tickles

* Nonverbal but sooo squeaky!!

* A DEVIOUS little ler

* Will whine to be picked up and then tickle you until you can’t hold him anymore

* Reaching his arms up, when he’s standing up he can tickle knees. That is hell.

* Will scale you to try to get to your torso

* Billy Bob has a little baby backpack/pouch for Choo Choo since being on stage a lot… Choo Choo absolutely tortures Billy Bob while he’s hooked to his body XD

* TICKLES ROLFE A LOT. Loses his fear when he sees Rolfe squeaking and wagging his tail, Earl is always joking about it

* JUST A BABY

Antioch: mischievous ler

* Sits at the top of the stage waiting to pounce on anyone and everyone

* Loves to embarrass Fatz

* Sneeky

* Is ticklish, has strange noises he makes that imitate laughter

Birthday bird: precious switch

* PECK PECK

* TWEETS

* BABEY

* no thought. Just eyes go spinny

[trashyswitch]

The Truth Behind His Motives

Part 2 of The New Life of a Dying Afton

Michael is getting a bath and finally spills...not the water, but the reason behind Michael's choice of job. Henry tries to cheer him up in any way he knows.

For Lucius01.

Michael was feeling his body crumble more and more, the longer he floated in the tub. But boy, did the bath feel good. It felt amazing to him. Felt like the world’s problems were lifted off his shoulders...for just a moment.

“So tell me: Why did you apply to Circus Baby’s Pizza world?” Henry asked.

Michael groaned and opened his eyes. Damn...He was looking forward to just sleeping there...in the tub.

But...He’s gotta answer the man.

“I…”

But...what should he say? Should he tell him the truth? Or cover up the truth? He could feel it coming on...an urge to bawl his eyes out. To just weep and let it all out. But...He would be seen as weak by doing that.

“Come on...tell me. If you need to cry, then cry.”

It was like being given permission, finally broke the dam open. Michael bursted out crying and hid his face in his hands out of pure embarrassment. It all welled up to the front for the first time, and poured itself out. It felt great to finally cry, but it also felt embarrassing. It was a big mix of emotions that all climbed up to fall out of him.

With all the crying, he was starting to finally lose his filter.

“I miss him.” He told him. “I hate him, but I miss him!”

Henry’s face softened. Oh gosh…This is the deep pain that Michael had been holding in.

“WHY DO I MISS A MURDERER?!” Michael shouted.

Henry let out a sigh and scratched the back of his head. “Well…”

Michael sobbed. He hated acting like this...He hated acting vulnerable and expressing his depressive thoughts.

“Sometimes love is very complicated. It can make us love terrible people, and miss the memories despite how little there are.” Henry tried to explain.

Michael continued to double over and cry. He could hear his tears plopping into the bathtub. He felt like a complete loser. His father would’ve reprimanded him for crying so much. But Henry...wasn’t like that.

“You hold so many things inside that little heart of yours.” Henry told him.

He had a good point...He really does hold things in his heart. And now was the time to get it all out.

“I...It gets stronger with every passing day!” Michael told him. He wiped the tears off his face and looked at Henry desperately. “I feel an urge to meet him! See him! Feel him, anything with him!” Michael explained. “But I can’t!”

Henry smiled. “I get those too…I would kill to hear William’s laugh again.”

Michael sniffled. “I wanna hear his voice again. His real voice. Not his broken voice.” Michael started to rock as he talked to him. “I started to use a coping strategy.”

“Yeah?” Henry responded softly. He sounded really interested...And he genuinely was.

“I started writing letters to him...My therapist told me to.” Michael told him. “It helps a bit...Helps me feel close to him again…”

Henry nodded and continued to listen.

“But there are some days when it’s not enough...Some days, I need more. So much more.” Michael told him. “I need to be where he is. I need to talk to him...Ask him things that constantly fill my mind.” Michael told him.

“Like?”

“Like...Why did you do it?” Michael asked. “Why did you have me? If you love me, why did you do what you did?”

Henry nodded. “Trust me, I have those exact same questions.”

Michael nodded and growled. “I was sick of the hole in my heart. I wanted real answers!” Michael told him. “So…”

“You applied to a job that William used to run…and that Elizabeth is being held captive in…” Henry filled in the blanks.

Michael nodded and splashed the water angrily. “It was stupid. So stupid.”

Henry nodded. “It was...But I understand.”

Michael looked up at him.

“The truth is, the hole in your heart may never fill.” Henry told him. “But what you do with that hole, may make all the difference.”

Michael looked at him and sighed. “I...I found Elizabeth…” Michael told him.

Henry looked up. “You did?”

“Yeah…” Michael replied.

“How is she?” Henry asked.

“Stuck.” He replied.

“I imagine…” Henry told him.

Michael started to tear up all over again. “I miss her too.”

Henry walked up closer and hugged him. “I know.”

Michael continued to cry into the man’s sleeve. The pain of all he had gone through had been building up till this point. Now, it was all crashing apart. His world was upside down, and his body was decaying before his eyes.

“Now look at me…” Michael muttered, as he looked at the soggy dead skin that had fallen off as he bathed. It was everywhere...It would probably clog the bathtub. “I know…” Henry told him. “It’s both unimaginable, and disgusting at the same time.”

Michael chuckled a bit. “I’m a zombie.” He put his arms up like a zombie.

Michael actually laughed at that. “You really are! Barely awake, barely alive, heart’s maybe pumping but that’s about it.” Henry added.

Michael smiled for the first time at that moment. His teeth were still there despite the decaying body.

“I miss him.” He told him.

“I do too.” Henry said back. “Would it help if I told you some stories of when we were hanging out together?” He asked.

Michael nodded and leaned against the corner of the bathtub.

“So: there was this one time we took you to the playground when you were almost 2. Your father was ecstatic about going to the park with you for the first time. He couldn’t wait to see what you’d choose!” He told him.

Michael smiled.

“He let you go run, while I sat on a bench. I was questioning you going on your own, but I guess parents have to do it at some point.” Henry told him. “Anyway, you immediately ran to the swings first. So naturally, William started sprinting to the swing and wanna guess what he did?” He told him.

“He pushed me?” He asked.

“Nope!” Henry laughed. “He put you in the swing, and left you there while he climbed into the baby swing beside you!” He laughed. “He expected me to walk my ass over there, and push us both!” He told him.

Michael rolled his eyes and laughed. “Wow…”

“Wow is right!” Henry reacted. “Making me do all the work!”

“What did you do?” Michael asked.

“I tickled him.” He replied casually.

“You-...I’m sorry what?” Michael was surprised.

“The trick to handling his lack of common sense was to tickle him. And William, let me tell ya: William was the most ticklish man I have ever met, in my life! And he was just ASKING for it that day.” Henry told him.

Michael giggled in slight nervousness.

“His sides were the killer spot. You tickle him there? He’ll flop to the ground. Tickle him from standing? He’ll be on the ground in seconds.” He told him.

Michael laughed.

“Ahahahand his feet?”

“His feet were a good spot to go for when he was taking up the whole couch. All you had to do was keep tickling till he had his knees to his chest.” Henry told him. “And if he ever placed his feet on your knees afterwards? You just keep on going.” Henry told him.

“Wohohow! I guess I now know why I’m ticklish everywhere.” Michael mentioned.

“Yeah! I guess so!” Henry reacted. “I never really thought ticklish spots could be genetic. But, I suppose they are.” He told him.

Michael shrugged his shoulders. He didn’t really know much about genetics. But he did know about the dominant and recessive genes.

[A while later:]

Michael had walked up to Henry after having his bath.

Henry was waiting for Michael on the couch, with an evil looking grin on his face.

“What?” Michael asked with a chuckle.

“Oh nothing…” He said, clearly not meaning it.

“Don’t nothing me! Something’s up.” Michael told him.

“You’re right…” Henry said with a sly smirk.

“What are you planning?” Michael asked as Henry got up.

“Oooooh...ya knooooww..” He walked around Michael and squeezed his sides.

“EEEHEHEHEHEHEHE!” He laughed, doubling over.

“Oooooh! Just as ticklish on your sides, I see!” Henry reacted.

“COHOHOHOME OHOHON! YOHOHOU AHAHALREADY TIHIHICKLED MEHEHE TOHOHODAHAHAY!” Michael reacted.

“Did I?” Henry asked. “Oh yeah! I did, didn’t I?” Henry realized.

“YEHEHEHES!” Michael laughed happily.

“Well maybe I wanna tickle you some more!” Henry reacted.

Michael felt trapped under Henry’s wiggly fingers. His sides were almost as ticklish as his Dad’s were.

“Wow! I wonder...Are your hips just as ticklish?” He asked.

Michael widened his eyes. NO! “NAHAT THERE!”

“Not where?” He squeezed them. “Here?”

Michael absolutely EXPLODED with laughter! His hips were a super bad spot!

“Funny...I don’t remember William’s hips being this ticklish! Though, I do remember William mentioning how ticklish your mother’s hips were.” Henry reacted.

“REHEHEHEALLY?” He reacted.

“Yeah! Her hips were a really bad spot. And her only spot! Her hips seemed to make up for the lack of tickle spots on her whole body. It was quite the interesting contrast compared to William.” Henry explained.

Michael's smile grew brighter and brighter the longer he was tickled. It felt just as nice as being in the tub. He was truly getting the treatment today!

“OHOHOKAHAHAHAY, BREHEHEHEAK PLEHEHEHEASE!” He begged.

Henry nodded and gave him a break. He stopped tickling him and let him go.

Michael didn’t really lack the air to breathe, being he was mostly dead. So the man recovered rather quickly.

“Thahahank you Dad.” He said in a giggly trance.

Henry widened his eyes and quickly covered his mouth. He hadn’t been called Dad since Charlie!

Henry could feel the tears coming on. “Oh no, here comes my turn to cry…” He admitted with a laugh.

Michael quickly comforted him. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to make you cry.” Michael told him.

“Ihit’s fine. It was nice of you to call me Dad. I needed that.” Henry told him.

Michael smiled and hugged him. “No problem...Dad.”

Aaaaand a lot more tears were shed that evening.

This fanfic is a personal take on Daddy Issues (Which I have). The truth is, I have 2 Dad's: A birth Dad, and an adopted Dad. My adopted Dad is the greatest man I've ever met. My birth Dad...is broken. I really wanted to illustrate what it's like to hate someone you love, and explain that need to see someone you love despite the hate you feel towards them. It's super complicated, but I tried to explain it here as a therapy of sorts for me. I hope this explains some things.

[kanene-yaaay]

Can I request some lee character Thomas headcannons? (If you’re comfy w/ writing him, if not lee!roman) I adore your writing so much!!

Thank you thank you very much, bee! Unfortunately, I don't think I currently feel comfortable to write Lee!Thomas so I hope you still like those random Lee!Roman headcanons! ^v^)s2

(There is a few structural problems here bayfatfwjvwu I will correct it later -w-)

• As a kid, Roman and Remus used to play a fun game called "Tickle Zombie", where basically one of them would be running around trying to tickle the other and when he was caught, both of the creativity gremlins would team up to tickle another side who would team up with them etc etc

- This game was always a fun little internal debate for the others because if you got caught earlier everyone would see you being tickled to pieces by Roman and Remus (and what a creative team they were together), but also if you was the last one to be caught, weeeeell

- 👀

• As they got older, tho, more things started to happen, other subjects began to matter and tickle fights, tickle chases and tickling in general become more rarer. More of quick pokes, a few squeezes here and there instead of the usual party of "kitty-kitty-koo" and loud laughter.

• And Roman? When he found himself on those of these silly moods (these ones where giggles start to bounce on his chest, wiggly fingers make a shiver ran down his spine and his thoughts simply couldn't stop thinking about tic- that) he would spend some time in the Imagination, where the whole room was able to quickly pick up on those moods and fastly create the most lovely scenarios, situations and places full of tickle monsters to fight (*cough cough* and lose *cough *) teasy princes to meet, dragon witches looking for a playful revenge, a new, undiscovered part of a tickle forest to be explored... It wouldn't take too long before Roman would find himself lost in uncontrollable squeals and giggles.

• And that how everything become a secret for him.

• Not that he didn't trust the others with this knowledge! Actually, he knew that Patton would be in complete awe and cuteness overload to know that he still liked tickling and Logan and Virgil would never pass a good opportunity to tease the royal side to oblivion. And, ofc, Roman wasn't a coward! He was brave prince! A v brave prince who made uncountable attempts to talk about his Lee moods but who also who had a TRAITOR for a mouth that just REFUSED to let his rehearsed words out and leave him opening and closing his mouth like a fool, therefore obligating his awesome brain to create an emergency topic to talk about until his hot face could lose a bit of his redness and he could sink on the floor to his room and scream on his pillow.

• Not that this ever happened hahaha! Of course not! Don't be silly. How dare you to imply such a thing sush.

• So yeah that was still a secret.

• Until one day it wasn't.

• It happened when, after not appearing for dinner and not answering the other's calls, the light sides decided to go search together in the Imagination for Roman, finally finding him - in a mess of laughter and titters - being tickled by a sea of wiggly, unbearable fluffy feathers.

• Patton immediately jumped (not before cooing and squealing because of the cute scene in front of him) to help him, quickly being followed by Logan (who, no, he didn't scoff in a barely hidden fondness, sush) and, for a moment, Roman really thought that none of them realized what was happening and he would be able to brush the whole situation as just one more of the Imagination's Shenanigans.

• That was until his and Virgil's eyes locked, and the purple lover let a malefic grin spread on his face, a (horrible, amazing, unfair) dangerous gleam on his eyes.

- "Guys, should we really intervene? I mean, Sir Laugh a Lot clearly is the one in the control of this whole thing, yeah? He wouldn't be here getting tickled to pieces if he didn't want it."

- Logan and Patton stopped. Roman tried to protest at the same time a couple of feathers began to happily scribble on his armpits, drowning his words in snorts and high pitched giggles.

- "Yes. He actually likes it a lot." Logan adjusted his glasses, frowning in confusion at Patton and Roman's equally betrayed faces. "I thought that this was a common knowledge between us? He were always trying to start tickle fights as a kid. I thought we were merely trying to give him a break due how red his face is."

- "YOU KNEW?" Roman protest was quickly lost with Patton's loud squeal.

• Well, after that let's just say Roman didn't need to go to the Imagination as often.

• This boi can't stay still while being tickled. Whatever it's just a poke or a full attack be prepared for a lot of trashing and squirming.

• Unless you get him by surprise (to Virgil's - the true master of suprise tickle attacks - very amused surprise). If you squeezes his sides, scribble his neck or run a finger across his spine when he is distracted, Roman can and will go immediately boneless and fall on the floor if he is standing.

• There is that spot of his lower back that if you target just in the right way you will gat him bouncing around.

• He is the WEAKEST for raspberries and nibbles. Sometimes no teases need to be said for Roman start to laugh uncontrollably and shook his head in protest, the ler just need to low his head bit by bit in the direction of a tickle spot. The spot can be the less ticklish place in his whole body but just the idea of it being attacked by such villainous techniques? He is dead.

• He can go from "I promise I will do anything if you stop! Please!!" To "I can't finish a single sentence even if my life depends on it" in exactly two seconds. There is simply no between.