#Lee!Jack

[gigglz]

Stop I love Jack😭😭

[sunsetsandsunshine]

~ Rise of the Guardians Tickle Headcanons pt.1 ~

~ Jack Overland Frost ~

(This movie is incredibly underrated so if you have time PLEASE watch it- I need moots to talk abt this franchise with 🥲💔💔)

This boy is definitely a Lee

I would say he’s a Lee-leaning switch but prefers to be on the receiving side of things bc he absolutely LOVES being tickled

The little winter sprite would never admit it though

Oho yeah he’s definitely touch starved

300 years of isolation from people can really do a number one someone

Especially if you’re 14- like you JUST became a teenager

And plus the fact that no one can see nor hear him OR make physical contact with him???

He tries to get every opportunity he gets to get physical affection from the Guardians in fears that every head pat, every fist bump or tickle fight will be his last

He’s just scared they’ll abandon him and he’ll be left alone for another 300 years

He knows it won’t happen, but it still lingers in his mind sometimes

Oh jeez- this got really sad really quick 💀😭😭. Let’s turn the tables, shall we?

Definitely has ticklish ears- I don’t know. Something about him having ticklish ears just seem right.

Like I can just imagine him goofing off and doing something stupid and Bunnymund just casually goes behind him and gently blows on his ear

Causing the younger to literally shriek and jump in the air

(He has 100% whacked Bunny with his staff because of the older ones surprise tickle attacks)

Do give him a heads up or something because he WILL hit you

Snorts and hiccups when he laughs and find it the most embarrassing thing in the entire world

Gets teased about it all the time

His tummy is really sensitive

And by sensitive, I mean SENSITIVE

Always tries to cover it up when being wrecked but obviously it never works

Has a hate-love relationship with North’s beard

It is SO freaking evil- North always gives Jack raspberries on his tummy but the beard just makes it tickle more and it makes Jack absolutely BALLISTIC

Will try and hide in his hoodie when he’s blushing a lot

Like he’ll pull up his hoodie and cover his face with his arms as he just giggles his heart out

Toothiana absolutely melts when he does it and it just makes her want to tease Jack even more

Believe it or not- he can say the T-word!

It flusters him to no end when he does but at least he can say it, right?

Ticklish back >>>>>>

He’s basically just a walking tickle spot let’s be real

Absolutely hates it when Bunny calls himself the Tickle Monster when tickling Jack

He finds it so embarrassing and just causes him to laugh more

I absolutely cried when I saw a fic with Bunny calling Jack “Snowflake” and “Frostbite”

Like- he loves his little bro sm I’m gonna SOBBB

Definitely uses those nicknames as a tease when tickling him and Jack thinks it’s so unfair

Will cuss when he’s getting tickled which he is playfully scolded by Tooth daily

The feet are off limits when your tickling him though

Not because they’re ticklish, but just because he doesn’t like the feel of it, yknow?

It overwhelms him

Will always try and get revenge on the rest of the Guardians- buuuuut that goes as well as you’d expect

Bunnymund is 6’1, North is a literal TANK, Toothiana can fly, and well- Sandy is Sandy

But the kid always does try!

[cawhawhaw]

For Spooky season mayhaps can we have some Lee!Jack Skellington????

Ler can be absolutely you're choice!

Happy Halloween folks! 🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃

[ashestkstuff]

It started with a bite of his burger, and it caught Dean's eye. He can see Jack taking as just of a big bite out of his burger as Dean did. The elder Winchester just batted an eye as he took a sip of his beer, Jack taking a sip of his own water at the same time, before they both set it down at the same time. Something in him, it reminded Dean of Sammy. How when Sam was younger, he'd always copy Dean until he wrecked the younger Winchester.

To test this, Dean grabbed his beer again, leaning back in the chair. He glanced over at Jack, seeing the young nephilim doing the exact same thing. “Stop.” He said sternly, looking right over at Jack. The nephilim stared at Dean, before taking a huge sip of water just as Dean took a huge sip of beer. “Okay that's it-” Dean grinned and tackled Jack after their drinks were placed down, again, at the same time. Jack squeaked as he was pinned down, looking up at the elder Winchester with wide eyes.

“Y’know how I dealt with Sammy when he pulled this shit?” Dean asked with a shit-eating grin. A bit confused and startled, the nephilim shook his head. “No.” He replied. “What did you do?” He asked, curiosity sparkling in his eyes. “This.” Dean replied before tickling his sides. Jack immediately erupted into laughter, trying to push his hands away from his sides. “Dehean- ihit tihickles!” Jack giggled out. Dean couldn't help but smile at that, chuckling softly to himself. “If you're laughing this much over just the sides, I'd love to see how you laugh when I get your worst spots.” He teased before digging under his arms. Jack squealed and threw his head back in loud laughter. “DEHEAN NOHOT THEHERE PLEHEASE!” Jack laughed loudly with a snort. Dean started laughing himself at that. “No way! Did you just snort? Man, I gotta tell Sam and Cas when they get back!” He chuckled. “Didn’t know you and Sam had the same weak spot.” He grinned mischievously before letting up a few minutes later.

Jack grinned and caught his breath, panting softly when Dean finally let up. “That was fun.” The nephilim smiled a little, causing Dean to grin. “Just like Sammy, he used to love when I played tickle monster with him when he was little.” He informed, taking a sip of his beer as he sat back down on the motel couch. “He did?” The nephilim asked with a small smile. “He sure did. Maybe I can teach you a few pointers to tickle Sammy.” Dean chuckled as his attention turned towards Scooby Doo, which was playing on the TV. Jack smiled as he recovered from the tickle attack, his attention turning towards the TV too, as he leaned his head against Dean's shoulder. Maybe he did belong with them.

[cringemesstickles]

Newfound Vulnerability

TickleTober Day 21: New Discovery

Summary: Claire and Jack get used to being siblings

Pairing: None

Word Count: 1,573

A/N: I wish Jack and Claire got more screen time together. I would’ve loved to see them being hanging out and being buddies

But at least there’s fanfiction 😄

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“Isn’t it weird that we’re, like… technically siblings?” Said Claire Novak, sitting on the couch and fidgeting with the drawstring on her jacket.

Jack, her adopted nephilim half brother, looked up at her from the arm chair that was situated across from her own seat.

“I don’t think it’s all that strange, considering everything else. I mean, I am Lucifer’s son.” He deadpanned, getting a laugh from Claire.

“Fair point. It’s weird to me though…” She said solemnly, her gaze glued to the floor.

Jack furrowed his brows in thought before perking his head up with a smile.

“Well then let’s make it not weird! What do brothers and sisters typically do?”

Claire looked a little taken aback, a pensive expression on her face.

“Well, I don’t know… pillow fights or tickle wars or something like that.”

This caused Jack to tilt his head like a confused puppy, something clearly having thrown him off.

“Tickle? What is that?”

Claire’s eyes widened, surprised by what she was hearing.

“You don’t know what tickling is?!” She asked in disbelief, leaning forward to look at him more intensely.

The nephilim shook his head.

“Nope. But I guess it’s better that we don’t do that; I don’t like fighting.”

The girl laughed, amused by the misunderstanding.

“It’s not actually fighting; it’s like, pretend fighting. And instead of hitting people, you tickle them.” She explained, noting how the confusion still didn’t leave Jack’s face.

Thinking for a moment, she scooted over to make room for the boy, patting the spot beside her.

“Come here, I’ll show you.”

It took a second for Jack to process the instructions before he hesitantly stood up and made his way over, taking a seat beside his new sister.

“Alright, now lay back and put your arms up, like this.” She demonstrated, raising her own arms over her head.

She saw the reluctance in Jack’s body language, noting how he froze all of a sudden.

“Is it… painful?” He asked, watching as she wiggled her fingers in the air as if preparing for something.

“No, you goof, it just feels kinda funny. Trust me, you’ll like it!”

At least she hoped he would. She’d rather not get flung across the room on the off chance that he didn’t like it.

The younger looked into her eyes, looking for any hint of dishonesty, before he smiled.

“Okay. I trust you.”

Claire felt a warmth in her heart that she usually kept guarded at all costs. The way Jack blindly trusted her made her feel something that she couldn’t quite place.

Jack trusted her.

Something that she couldn’t even do herself.

“Claire?”

She was snapped out of her thoughts.

“Are you alright?” Asked the nephilim, a trace of concern in his eyes.

The girl cleared her throat, trying to regroup her mind and refocus on the task at hand.

“Yeah, I’m good… just spaced out for a second, that’s all.”

Jack seemed to accept that, not asking any further questions.

“Anyway… you ready?” She reclaimed her confident demeanor, waiting for the boy to approve the action.

Taking the nod as a ‘yes’, Claire let her fingers dance over the younger’s ribs, testing the waters to avoid a make out session with the wall.

Jack’s eyes widened with surprise and he started to squirm and laugh, making no effort to escape.

“This feels ohohodd… a-am I doing it right?” He giggled, though he wasn’t sure why.

Claire snickered, watching Jack’s face take on a look of confusion, enjoyment, and awkwardness, all at the same time.

“It’s not something you do, it’s something other people do to you. I didn’t think you’d be this ticklish!” She mused and continued her ministrations, adding a little more pressure and focusing specifically on that top rib, her efforts earning a jump and a yelp from the young nephilim.

“AH- I thihink it t-tickles thehehere!!” The boy started to put up a little more effort in his squirming, seemingly only by instinct.

To Jack, the feeling was certainly bizarre, but not unpleasant. It felt almost soothing in a way, or maybe comforting? Whatever it was, he liked it!

“Everyone has spots where they’re more or less ticklish; this must be one of your bad spots, haha!”

Jack shook his head and looked at Claire with mirthful eyes.

“Not bahahahad, I-It’s good. I like ihihit!”

Claire felt that warmth again.

Jack was so… sincere; another thing that she couldn’t bring herself to be.

Every word he said was pure and genuine, authentic and truthful.

Claire couldn’t be vulnerable like that. She always had to lie and hide to keep herself safe.

Noticing she was losing herself in her thoughts again, she quickly forced herself back to reality, not wanting Jack to notice for a second time.

“Lets see where else you’re ticklish… how about here? Cas is really ticklish here.”

Her nimble fingers wandered up towards the boy’s neck, gently fluttering against the soft skin.

“EEK! I-Ihihit tickles even more thehehere!!!” Squealed Jack, instinctively scrunching up his shoulder’s to try and protect himself.

Claire’s eyes sparkled with excitement, thrilled by the stronger reaction.

Taking a gamble, she leaned in and blew a soft raspberry in the crook of Jack’s neck, his laughter raising an octave as he tossed his head back with mirth, cheeks turning rosy from laughing so much.

“CLAHAHAIRE, W-WHAT IS THAHAHAT?!”

The boy shrieked, kicking his legs out and shaking his head back and forth, his eyes starting to tear up from the hilarity.

Claire smirked and brought her head back up, looking at the giddy expression on her brother’s face.

“What? You can smite monsters and stuff but you can’t handle a raspberry?” She teased before going in for another one, delighting in the bubbly reactions it drew.

Jack tried not to dwell on the confusing fact that there was no pink fruit in sight, preferring to focus on how tingly his skin felt at the moment.

“SOMEWHERE ELSE, PLEHEHEASE!”

Claire immediately pulled back and let the nephilim calm down, not wanting to overwhelm him.

“Somewhere else, huh? What about here?” She poked Jack in the side, getting a soft giggle in response.

That soft giggle started to heighten into bright youthful guffaws when the girl snuck her hands beneath the fabric of his shirt, letting her nails skitter and scratch at the warm flesh.

Claire started to laugh along with her brother, enamored with his gleeful reactions.

Never in a million years would Claire have guessed that she’d be sitting on her couch, tickling her adopted celestial brother who could turn her to dust with the snap of his fingers.

It was a welcome surprise though.

“CLAHAHAIRE, NEED A BREHEHEAK!” Cried Jack, bright red in the face.

Claire pulled back and watched the boy catch his breath, a rare fondness in her eyes.

“So, how’d you like your first tickle experience?”

Jack let out the leftover giggles and sat up, rubbing at his sides which were still tingling from the attack.

“I enjoyed it a lot. It was fun!” He smiled brightly.

“Claire, can I try tickling you? I would like to make you laugh like you did to me!” He asked earnestly, tilting his head.

Claire was caught off guard, not expecting Jack to turn the tables so suddenly.

“I- Uh…” She hesitated, but when she saw the hopeful expression on Jack’s face, she just didn’t have the heart to say no.

“Okay, fine… but you gotta stop when I tell you to!”

The nephilim’s face lit up like a kid on Christmas morning and he nodded excitedly.

“I promise!”

Carefully raising his hands, he tried to mimic the wriggling movement that he saw Claire do earlier. He carefully wiggled his fingers against her sides, watching for a reaction.

The girl began to giggle, squirming away from the touch and gently grabbing the nephilim’s hands.

“Oh Gohohod!”

Jack started to giggle as well, ecstatic with his success.

“Am I doing it right, Claire?!” He asked excitedly, looking for validation.

“You’re doing fine, Jahahack.” She affirmed.

After a moment, Claire began to get overwhelmed.

“O-Okay, stop stop stop!”

Jack pulled away, respecting his sister’s boundaries as she had done for him.

Suddenly, Claire felt tears starting to form in her eyes and she desperately tried to blink them away, trying to save face.

The younger’s face was now covered with concern, noticing the older’s abrupt mood change.

“Claire, what’s wrong? D-Did I go too far?” He asked, worried that he’d done something wrong.

Claire sniffed, shaking her head.

“No, i-it’s not that, it’s just…” She took a breath and tried to ground herself.

This was all so new to her; love, trust, vulnerability… she wasn’t used to this.

“I’ve never really been the touchy feely type… I’m just not used to this, that’s all.” She wiped away her tears, looking at Jack’s earnest face.

They sat in silence for a moment, the younger searching for the right words.

“Well, if it means anything… I’m honored that you felt like you could be vulnerable with me.” The nephilim finally said, offering a reassuring smile.

Claire laughed at the sincere statement, her heart warming with affection.

“Thanks, Jack…”

For the first time in forever, Claire let herself be vulnerable, and she didn’t hate it.

She continued to enjoy Jack’s company, forgetting all about the weirdness of their situation and letting herself bask in the newfound warmth of sibling love.

[eunchancorner]

Hello, same anon:). Perhaps headcanons for Kevin, Streber, Jack, and/or John to start off. You don’t have to do all if it’s too much ofc. Just ones you want :3

Heck. The fork. YES. Oh my bbs I love thems ok ok so I have a lot to go over so lets do this

Normal Hcs:

-Kevin was kicked out of his house for being pan, so he got a little apartment with Streber near his work place :<

-Streber is a very techy boi (did you see the green screen mirror? fucken genius)

-John had a wife, but she died a few years after their daughter was born. He focused on raising his daughter instead of finding someone else.

-Jack helps John with his daughter (who calls him 'Uncle Jack') and is letting John stay at his place after John's house burnt down.

Tickle hcs bc y'all knew this was coming:

-Kevin is unsurprisingly very ticklish, and ofc Streber LOVES using this to get him to smile

-His worst spot is his ribs, his belly being a very close second

-Streber, ofc, isn't safe from Kevin's ruthless revenge.

-Streber mostly just has giggle spots, but his neck and shoulders produce some delightful laughs!

-Kevin has this sort of hiccupy, panicked laugh and Streber's is super cute and dorky.

-John and Jack have tickle fights a LOT when off-duty (typically started by Jack pulling dumb pranks, like you saw in my fic)

-It's usually very one-sided, just John tickling Jack to pieces with his daughter's help (He's raising an evil little ler who's launched a few attacks of her own!)

-Jack's worst spot is def his belly, John says it's because of all the donuts lol

-Ofc Jack gets his revenge tho >:3 heck, some of his pranks are tickle-related!

-He also likes getting his partner to smile with tickles ^w^

-John's worst spots are his armpits and ribs (his daughter knows all too well; sometimes she's papa's little helper, sometimes she's a saboteur!)

-Jack's laugh is sweet and bubbly, John's is more gruff and reserved, but gets pitchy when tickled good enough

That's all I got for now, might update it if I come up with more!

[bumbleleewrites]

Assistance

Summary: After his 'You Laugh, You Lose' stream with Niki, Jack has trouble taking off his makeup. Niki makes him regret asking for her help.

[IRL] Lee!Jack, Ler!Niki

Warning: short descriptions of gross/oily feelings on skin

Word Count: 0.9k

I know this is short, but I really didn't want to extend this one any further. Personally though, I'm proud of it. :)

Jack and Niki's 'You Laugh, You Lose' stream had gone well. It had been an entertaining stream, to say the least, and Jack's viewers would certainly get their fair share of clips from it. He was glad that it was a success. He was not happy, however, with how the makeup Niki had applied to him was proving to be hard to remove.

He had been leaning over the bathroom sink for the past few minutes, washcloth in hand, trying to wipe the substance off his face. It was to no avail. The cloth was beginning to turn beige, but he could still feel the oils lingering on his skin. He groaned.

"Niki!"

A few moments passed before he saw her peek her head in through the open door. "What is it?"

Jack glanced at his reflection and grimaced. "It's not coming off! It's fucking stuck to me." He rubbed at his face, desperate to get the offending products off of him.

Niki smiled and rolled her eyes. "Oh, that's not good. Here, let me help." 

She entered the room and took the washcloth from him. She patted the counter, and Jack hopped up to sit on it. He watched as she rinsed the soft piece of fabric and wrung it out, then poured more soap onto it. Cautiously, she touched it to his cheek, and Jack felt a soft wave of sparks dance across his skin. He pulled his head away and bit his lip.

Niki shook her head. "Try not to flinch, will you? I can't get it off if you're moving."

"But it tickles!" Jack replied. Though there was no sign of it in his expression, his neck began to feel hot.

"Well, I'm sorry. I'll try to be more careful." She brought the fuzzy cloth back to the other's face, ever so gently swiping it across the sensitive skin. Jack squawked and jumped back.

"That just tickles more!"

Niki exhaled, eyeing him with a smug smile. "Just consider yourself lucky that I'm not actually trying to tickle you." She wiggled her fingers at him, and grinned amusedly when he visibly tensed up and averted his gaze. "Now just try to hold still, please. If this goes on for too long, I may get bored and start to have some… other ideas," she teased. To demonstrate, she reached out and rested her hand on Jack's side, just barely grazing it with her nails in a single, quick motion. Jack nodded, wide-eyed, and swallowed as the corner of his mouth twitched. 

He shrugged, attempting to seem nonchalant. "Alright." 

Niki began to wipe off the makeup once again, with an agonisingly light pressure. Jack clenched his jaw. The sensation was unbearable; just ticklish enough for him to want to pull away, but not enough for him to laugh. Niki had to have been doing it on purpose, he thought. He expressed this to her, and she brushed it off with a mere snicker.

"No, no, I promise I'm not making it tickle on purpose. This would be trying to make it tickle."

She made a claw with her hand that was resting on Jack's side and began squeezing up and down his torso. The man shrieked and bucked forward. He quickly placed one hand over his mouth and used the other to grab Niki's wrist, though he made no real effort to move it.

"Shit!" he yelled into his palm, in between loud cackles. "Oi! Gahaha- get off!"

Niki grinned, matching his wide, mirthful smile. "I told you to stay still, Mister Manifold, but you never listened." 

She dropped the cloth onto the counter and spidered her nails along his jaw. Jack tilted his head away, but her hand just moved to the other side of his face. Giggles began to pepper themselves throughout his laughter. 

"Aw, listen to you, gigglebug!" Niki exclaimed, not used to hearing his softer laugh. "That is adorable!"

She used both of her hands to cup his face, giving gentle, methodical scratches to his ears and neck. Jack held onto her arms and clamped his mouth shut to stifle his giggles. He suddenly felt lucky that the makeup on his face was covering his slight flush.

"Not… adorable," he managed, before biting down on his lip to keep himself from letting out any more noise. His chest and shoulders shook as he exhaled rapidly through his nose.

"Excuse me? Not cute? You leave me no choice but to prove you wrong."

Without warning, Niki latched onto his ribs and pinched at them rapidly, making sure to dig her fingers in between each individual bone. Jack pressed his back into the wall behind him and shook his head. With a strained wheeze, he broke into boisterous laughter. 

"FUHUHUCK! Niki!" He shouted, curling in on himself to block Niki's hands. 

She merely moved them to squeeze at his knees, which were now easily accessible. Jack screamed and kicked out his legs, accidentally hitting his friend's side. Niki stopped immediately and backed off with a surprised yelp.

Jack's mouth fell agape. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry! Are you hurt?"

She put her hand to her side and shook her head. "No, I'm okay. That just startled me. It's my fault, I should have stopped sooner."

"No, you're fine, really. Could you actually help me get this off now, though, please?" He touched his forehead and rubbed his fingers together, cringing when they felt oily. "I feel slimy."

She smiled kindly at him. "Of course."

After a few short minutes of cleaning, the makeup was off Jack's face. Although, he couldn't let her get away with her antics and not get his revenge, of course. He thanked Niki gratefully, before launching himself at her and attacking her sides. 

[boystickledpink]

Found a clip of jacksepticeye tickling markiplier [Clip]

Happens at 8:18

[enlightenedrobot]

Scott Pilgrim Taxonomy

[lostsoulincssea]

— My Adventures With Superman "Adventures of a Normal Man Part 1"

[loverjareau]

a hockey player bleeding sluttily can be so personal...

in order: calle jarnkrök, zdeno chara, yanni gourde, evgeni malkin, travis konecny, tye kartye, ryan lindgren (x2), jack drury, tom wilson, john marino, nathan mackinnon, matt rempe, jamie drysdale, nicolas deslauriers, trent frederic, anders lee, patrice bergeron, morgan rielly, anders lee, connor mcdavid, charlie coyle, kris letang

[abbeysquidd]

Where to find the Achievement Hunters in a post Rooster Teeth world (updated)

Jack Pattillo: Twitch (JackPattillo), YouTube (JackPattillo)

Michael Jones: Twitch (MichaelStreamsHere)

Gavin Free: The Slow Mo Guys

Jeremy Dooley: Twitch (DooleyNotedGaming), YouTube1 (DooleyNotedGaming), YouTube2 (dooleynotedvods), YouTube3 (DooleyNotedShinies)

Matt Bragg: Twitch (AxialMatt), YouTube (braggaboutit)

Trevor Collins: Twitch (its_Treh)

Alfredo Diaz: Twitch (AlfredoPlays)

Ky Cooke: Twitch (DefinedByKy), YouTube (definedbyky)

BlackKrystel: Twitch (BlackKrystel)

Joe Lee: Twitch (LoeJeez)

Fiona Nova: The Cream Team, Twitch (FionaNova), YouTube (Fiona Nova)

[Links to their Twitters/Instagrams below]

Geoff Ramsey: Instagram (geofflramsey)

Jack Pattillo: Twitter (jack_p), Instagram (jackpattillo)

Michael Jones: Twitter (Dogbark_Michael), Instagram (ah_michaeljones)

Gavin Free: Twitter (GavinFree), Instagram (gavinfree)

Jeremy Dooley: Twitter (JeremyNDooley), Instagram (realjeremydooley)

Matt Bragg: Twitter (Axialmatt), Instagram (mattrbragg)

Lindsay Jones: Twitter (IAmLindsayJones), Instagram (iamlindsayjones)

Trevor Collins: Twitter (_TrevorC), Instagram (_trevorc)

Alfredo Diaz: Twitter (AlfredoPlays), Instagram (alfredoplays)

Ky Cooke: Twitter (DefinedByKy), Instagram (definedby_ky)

BlackKrystel: Twitter (BlackKrystel), Instagram (blackkrystel)

Joe Lee: Twitter (TheLoeJeez), Instagram (loejeez)

Fiona Nova: Twitter (FionaNova), Instagram (fiona_nova)

[celebsbyseb]

🥵

[sluttycinderella]

i love that ten’s last acts before he regenerates are to save martha’s life, visit rose one more time, and help jack get laid.

[cringemesstickles]

Pranks Come With Consequences

(TickleTober Day 27: Hysterical)

Summary: Jack takes a prank too far and David wants revenge

Pairing: implied none

Word Count: 1,053

A/N: HELLO FIRST NEWSIES FIC?!?! 😨

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In a cramped and dimly lit room, the unmistakable smell of ink and newsprint lingered in the air. Jack Kelly leaned against a wooden table, a sly grin spreading across his face as he watched David Jacobs furiously review the evening’s edition of the New York World.

“What did you do, Jack?” David’s voice carried an edge, his eyes narrowing as he came across a particular line in the paper—a line he definitely did not write.

“Aw, come on, Davey. It’s just a little joke!” Jack replied, chuckling. “No harm done, right?”

David slammed the paper onto the table, his eyes filled with indignation.

“A joke? You call replacing my carefully crafted sentences with ludicrous innuendos a joke? You jeopardized my credibility!”

Jack’s eyes widened as he registered David’s fury. A sense of dread settled over him, and he stammered,

“Look, I- uh- I didn’t think you’d get this mad... I’m sorry.”

David’s glare deepened, making Jack’s heart skip a beat. Then, with a sudden swiftness, David lunged at him, knocking Jack onto the beat up sofa.

“Oh, you’re gonna be sorry, alright,” David growled.

Before Jack could react, David pinned him down, his fingers swiftly descending towards Jack’s vulnerable sides.

Usually, David was gentle, employing feathery strokes to elicit laughter; but not this time.

This time, he dug his fingers in, scribbling rapidly and relentlessly into the sensitive flesh.

“WHAHAA- DAVEY, STAHAHAP!”

“Say you’re sorry!” David’s voice was stern, but his eyes twinkled.

“EEK- I-I’M SOHOHORRY!!” Cried Jack, flailing aimlessly under the torturous sensations.

“You don’t sound very sorry.”

David shifted to rake over his friends tummy, moving his hands in a circular motion, relishing how Jack’s laughter got louder and his belly seemed to quiver sensitively.

He’d been tickling the blonde for less than two minutes and he was already hysterical, something David found both ridiculous and endearing.

“NOO, DAVEY, MEHEHERCY!!”

The brunette laughed at that, not halting his attack.

“Aw, you don’t like this? It’s just a little joke, remember?” He teased, causing a bright red blush to form on Jack’s face which was adorned with a childlike smile as he thrashed and guffawed.

“NOHOHOHO, DAVE! I CAHAHAHAN’T!!”

Normally, David would relent by now; but in this moment, he was a man of vengeance and he wasn’t gonna stop until he felt that the little prankster had truly learned his lesson.

Besides, anyone with a brain could see the sparkling joy in Jack’s eyes. He was always up for mischief in any way, shape, or form, thus making it enjoyable for the both of them.

David’s nimble fingers wandered up to his victims underarms, drilling his thumbs into the hollows and earning a snort from the boy.

Jack squealed and kicked, slamming his arms down to his sides, which didn’t help at all; in fact, it only seemed to make it tickle more.

“GAHAHAHA- NOT THERE, NOT THEHEHERE!!” He cackled, tears of mirth starting to fall down his face as he wriggled like a worm on a hook, unable to escape the ruthless tickling.

David grinned, digging in harder and making Jack scream with laughter.

“Aw, what’s the matter, Jack? Does this tickle? Does it? Maybe next time, you’ll think of the consequences before pulling a stupid prank like that.”

Jack’s bright boisterous laughter echoed through the room, almost filling it with a feeling of warmth.

“DAVEHEHEHEY!! I-I CAHAHA- MEHER-MERCYYY!”

The troublemakers struggling was beginning to falter, going limp and surrendering to the tickly torment and letting himself be consumed by his own hysterical reactions.

David pulled his hands away for a moment to give Jack a breather, though it was clear by the fire in his eyes that he wasn’t finished quite yet.

“Well? You ready for more tickles?” He teased, wiggling his fingers just above the blonde’s ribs, knowing it was a tickle hot spot.

Jack’s eyes widened comically and his squirming picked up again, renewed with a newfound desperation.

“Oh no. nononono, Davey, plehehehease! I’m sohohorryyy!!” Giggled Jack, tingling with anticipation as he watched those scarily skilled digits inch closer and closer to his most ticklish spot, both eager and dreadful.

“Nope. Not buying it. I don't think you’re truly sorry yet.” Smirked the brunette, a devious glint in his eye.

“I am, I am!! Dahahavey, pleHEHEHEASE- OH GOHOHOD!”

A mixture of snorts, shrieks, and squeals filled the room as Jack was tossed into a bout of hysterics, kicking and thrashing like a wild horse as David’s fingers dug harshly into his ribs, pinching skittering and squeezing the sensitive spot.

“Aw, listen to that beautiful laughter. You’re just too adorable when you’re all helpless and squirmy~” David cooed, delighting in the way Jack’s cheeks managed to flush even darker, taking on a cherry red hue.

“NOHOHOOOO!! D-DAVEY, STOHOHOHOP!” Jack pleaded, struggling to breathe through all the laughter.

“Stop what? Tickling you, or calling you cute?”

“BOHOHOHOTH!! EEK- MEHERCY, MERCEHEHEHEY!!”

Figuring the boy had learned his lesson, David began to ease up; but there was one last thing he wanted to do.

“Alright, I think you’ve learned your lesson. But just to make sure…”

Quickly pulling Jack’s shirt up, David lowered his head and blew a loud raspberry right on the blonde’s ribs, getting a shrill shriek in response.

“NAHAHAH- DAHA- PLEHE- CAHAHAN’T BREHEHEATHE-”

At this point, Jack was nearly incoherent.

His body went completely still and he seemed to lose his voice, with a bright smile glued to his face as, he let his head fall back as he let out silent happy laughter.

Seeing his friend was genuinely struggling to breathe, the brunette pulled away, getting off of the boy and giving him some room to calm down.

“You alright?” He asked, getting a tired nod from Jack who was gasping for air and giggling from the phantom tickles.

“Good. Now let this be a lesson… next time you wanna pull a stupid prank like that, you better be prepared for the consequences.”

Jack nodded frantically, still flushed from the attack.

“Heard you loud and clehehear; no more pranks… for now… hehe” He grinned cheekily, David merely rolling his eyes with exasperation.

“You’re incorrigible, Jack…” David chuckled fondly.

Jack Kelly could be a real handful sometimes, but David, no matter how frustrated he could get with his friend’s shenanigans, wouldn’t have him any other way.

[eunchancorner]

Ok I got 2 ideas for you.

1. After the prank Jack played in the Newgrounds ending of tender treats, John ofc gets irritated and tickles him to teach a lesson.

2. In unwanted guest, John and Jack decided to be a bit playful and “interrogate” Kevin about the sugar he got, if ya know what I mean ;)

I don’t know if you want these as requests but I just thought I’d share them. Have a great day/night:D

Ok that first one I couldn’t resist turning into a fic, I’ll do a rant about that other one in a later post-

 Ler John (Brief ler Patty), Lee Jack

Warning: mention of corpses and cussing

Word count: 595

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“JACK GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!!”

“John, calm down, it was just a joke!”

“JAAAAAAAAAACK!!”

“Patty, help me!!”

Patty rolled her eyes, listening to John chasing Jack around the morgue as she washed off the tools she’d used during Bob’s autopsy. She had originally thought Jack’s little joke was pretty funny until John had started firing. After she had put everything back (her two friends arguing behind her the whole time), she’d heard John lunge at Jack and miss, sparking a chase around her workplace.

As she finished washing her tools and began to take off her gloves and mask, she heard a loud thud, jolting her out of her concentration. She turned to see the brunette pinning his partner down on the ground.

“C-c’mon, John, you know it was a joke, right? Y-you don’t have to do this! It was just for a few laughs!” the ravenette begged fruitlessly, visibly nervous, already knowing what the short sheriff was planning.

“Laughs, huh? I’ll show you how to get some laughs!”

She rolled her eyes at the two as John dug under his deputy’s arms, pulling laughter from the younger man more effectively than Patty (or Jack) had expected. John was a lot more playful than he let on, especially after his daughter was born, and it was moments like this that proved that. ‘Punishments’ like this were incredibly common between the two, especially with how ticklish Jack was and how often he tried to pull dumb pranks. Patty had witnessed (and helped) John tickle Jack on numerous occasions and this one was no different. 

“Jack, you never told me you were this ticklish here, how could you?” John feigned offense.

“Ihit’s nohohot my johob tohoho tehell you my tihihickle spohohohots!!” Jack argued, trying to squirm away from his friend’s wiggling fingers.

“Hey, Patty, a little help over here?” John called over to their blonde friend, who rolled her eyes yet again with a small smile and shook her head.

“I’m good, I think you’re teaching him enough of a lesson. I’m gonna finish getting ready to go, so you better hurry up,” she told him, subtly hinting that they had to drive her home since her car was still undergoing repairs after a small… incident. That may have involved her bugging John while she was drunk. While John was driving. That he’s probably still a little upset about, but she honestly doesn’t care, because in the end she was paying for the repairs.

He nodded, carefully turning Jack onto his side so he could go in for the kill. The brunette clawed at his partner’s belly, causing the poor ravenette to squeal brightly and attempt to curl up to protect his death spot. John stopped after about a minute and released his giggly, pink-faced partner to collect himself on the floor.

“And I hoped you learned something about using corpses for your pranks,” Patty gently chided him as she helped him up, punctuating her sentence with a few pokes to his side, making him squeak and giggle again.

“Ihi did, I dihihihid!” he assured her, covering his side. The three finally turned to leave the room, Jack trying to will the blush away from his face and fix his messed-up vest, Patty tightening her bun (the hair falling in front of her eyes kept pissing her off) and John acting like nothing happened.

As it turns out, Jack got a lot more tickles on the way home.

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OK This was short af but I loved writing for Spooky Month for once! Also Jack my beloved-